#i dont really remember any other gates

[hnbka]

What's one of your favorite bylergates??

yay! anon, i love you

okay, so i'm a lettergate girlie forever, it just makes too much sense to me for it not to be true ngl, and it would literally perfectly encapsulate byler and how hard it contrasts milkvan.

thoughts on other byler gates

-> birthday gate

ngl, i feel like it would have been subtly hinted at as something will was bitter about, or at least joyce and jonathon would have remembered. so i actually do think that it was a collective accident.

however! it is a possibility to me that the duffers will maybe retcon it into the script. i am not against that right now, but it depends on how well they pull it off.

-> flickergate

i don't know much about this one but it seems so sweet to me like i want to know!! if anyone's passionate about flickergate, lmk?? it's just that the lights flickered right? i think it does provide ample opportunity to do a flashback in s5

-> my most hot take - will powers gate

will won't have powers in s5, or at least i hope he won't. i think it's so important that will and el are different in fundamental ways, and i think from a byler standpoint it doesn't make sense to mix up such a defining part of mileven's relationship (not a good thing!) with byler's relationship.

as for the sci-fi lore, i'm not too aware of how it would impact the story, but i don't think it makes sense. will is a victim, yes, he has been a victim. but i don't think he needs superpowers to break himself out of it, and i think it would tell a better story if he doesn't have superpowers when he finally reclaims his role as not a victim.

again, i come from a storytelling and byler perspective NOT the sci fi lore. maybe will having powers ties up every thread, and will make sense.

-> phonegate

faves!!!! its so cute and i do think it makes enough sense for it to be real. mike was also really defensive in the roller rink fight but not in a damn i SHOULD have called, but in a this isn't just my fault but i don't want to let you know why way.

-> new coke gate

this makes a lot of sense when you explain it to me, but i was 80 percent sure that it was just a sponsorship (a very long one) when i watched the lucas mike scene originally. i did my research once and i believe that no one really knows, but they have partnered. i don't know that partnering with a brand, (aka NO MONEY) warrants the excessive use of coke, so i do see this being just one of those things that the duffers would do to us.

on the other hand, it is strange to use coke as such a huge part of byler symbolism.

-> any sort of number gate

i'm obsessed with number gates because they always come back to seven and i love seven symbolism with byler. (mainly because of seven by taylor swift and HOW MUCH IT FITS THEM but still)

-> my babies, mikhailgate and localvillagegate

faves 🤞🤞 too good

[dirt-str1der]

just wanna say im obsessed with your mind and i read your posts about kiryu like the morning paper. thank you for your service

(Sweats) e-even the ones about him laying eggs ?

[dear-ao3]

by popular request: how to write an email

a disclaimer that this is the specific kind of email you send when people are absolutely smiting you and you know a phone call or an in person meeting is not possible/will not help. like youre 12 emails deep in an email chain and going in circles. youve been re routed to 13 offices 4 separate times. those kind of emails.

credentials: ive taken something like 13 semesters of college (dont ask) and every single semester have had to fight at least 3 offices for varying reasons in order to take classes. (including one time where i was shorted 5k in financial aid. i ended up getting 200 more dollars than i needed in the end) also my dad taught me everything he knows about emails (hes a tradesman turned corporate man and most of his job consists of telling people (nicely) that what theyre doing sucks and makes absolutely no sense)

Step 1: figure out who the email needs to go go

there is nothing wrong with emailing 11 million people if it gets the job done. if someone isnt helping you and you Know that they Should Be feel free to start to copy their boss on the email. copy your boss on an email. (or advisor or whoever). even if you think the person might only be like Vaguely helpful, sometimes people know people.

also theres nothing wrong with emailing the same email to several departments. sometimes you have to make a lot of noise to get something done (again. as like a last resort. dont email 11 million people right out of the gate)

Step 2: remember to be Polite

a very tempting step to ignore especially when you are 13 thousand emails deep in problems. but! if you are not nice to them! they will probably continue to smite you in the future! you want to make friends! not foes! so no matter how much people are smiting you, try to resist the urge to be an utter dipshit because it will not get the job done. vent to a friend or a coworker and send your polite and nice email

Step 3: articulate the problem Clearly.

a very important step. especially if you are adding more people to your email chain. dont assume they know your exact problem. they probably are dealing with other problems. articulate Clearly what is happening, no matter how long the email may be. its far better to get a long and detailed email rather than a non helpful short one. that will only prolong the process of how long it takes the problem to get solved.

Step 4: cite your reciepts.

wildly important. send your screenshots your attachments your whatever the fucking fuck youve got. its always good to have a paper trail. this is also where you would state any previously attempts to have the problem Sorted (ie i reached out to x person on x y and z days about x problem and it is still not resolved). you would not believe how many people dont scroll down in an email, especially a forwarded/replied one. so summarize whats Down There in your most recent email

Step 5: use the appropriate lingo

you dont have to be Overly Formal but there are a few good Buzz Sentences that usually get the job done. for example:

As Per My Last Email: a great line. emphasizes that youve already mentioned this. and this is not the first time youre mentioning this point. also emphasizes that the Thing has yet to be solved

See Attached/See Below: under utilized. again. people do not open attachments and they do not scroll down. almost had a friend once fail a class because a professor gas lit them in an email chain saying they didnt receive the final paper when the paper itself was attached earlier in the email chain. be Painfully Literal. it pays off.

Help Me To Understand: this is one of my dad's favorite lines. it really shows that you have no fucking idea what the person youre emailing is getting at and youre offering them the opportunity to spell out their nonsense for you. so that you can then be like. well. clearly This is where the miscommunication lies. its a great line. has saved my ass many times. because it is not accusing it is just offering someone to understand. it does not attack. it just is.

Step 6: give a polite sign off.

something along the lines of "thank you in advance for any help" or "i look forward to hearing from you" does the job. something that sends the message you are not pissed to shit at them even if you are.

Step 7: follow up and follow up often.

polite email response time is 48 business hours/2 business days. if it has been longer than that you have every right to email back and say hi x person just following up on this email, have you had the chance to review it yet? again. keep it polite. you actually want them to help you. and if they still dont respond well then maybe its time to loop in a boss or a supervisor or whoever the hell else. dont be afraid to go above them if you need to. nothing wrong with getting shit done when it needs to get done.

and really, if all that fails, as my dad says, a little office bribe in the form of cookies has never hurt anyone :)

so an email. should be formatted something like this:

Greetings/Good Morning (Afternoon) (Person)

I hope this email finds you well (or something similar for a greeting). I am reaching out regarding X incident/problem/whatever the fuck it is. I have previously reached out to X person on X dates and (summary of whatever they did or didnt do). See below/attached emails/pdf/screenshot/document (if applicable)

(explanation of the problem in as simple and detailed terms as possible. have someone re read it to make sure that it cannot be misconstrued)

(explanation of what you are looking for as a solution)

Please help me to understand why this (solution) has not been able to be reached. (explain you are on x timeline if the situation is urgent)

Kind regards/Thank you for any help in advance/I look forward to hearing from you etc,

email signature

go forth and conquer your emails. remember, sometimes you have to be a squeaky wheel. and in my million cases of email sending, it has ALWAYS paid off and i have gotten the problems solved. dont be afraid of the emails they can help you.

[kujiba]

★MAY THE LAND CONCEAL YOU, DEAR GRACE

୨୧ — ꒰ gn!reader | they/them prounouns | Sagau | cultish behavior

୨୧ — ꒰ wowee, thanks alot for 100+ likes on part one! Hope you enjoy part two :]

[PART ONE

PART THREE

PART FOUR

PART FIVE

PART SIX

-YOU DIDNT NEED TO BE A GENIUS to get an idea of what was happening. Your lower body brushed against the soft yet sharp grass, it felt all too real. Your (e/c) eyes narrowed its way to a tree. An ordinary tree with many ripe fruits; one of it being able to take your attention.

Your hand circled on one of the fruits bottom and plucked it carefully, it matched exactly as your expectation. A plump fruit that seemed to be full of its juice and taste, an appearance that resembled a beautiful like sunset furthermore having a sweet and gentle aroma that is able to energize an individual.

Your lips slowly made its way near the side of the familiar fruit, the texture and feeling were soft yet hard. The aroma itself made your mouth faintly water, you swallowed your saliva having a high expectation out of this. After all, you always wanted to see what it really tasted like after collecting so many.

"Thank you for the meal." You lastly said and took a bite.

Your eyes widened a bit, this was far more than what you expected. The flavor was sweet but not too much to be like a candy. It was juicy enough to make you feel more hydrated than ever. It didn't take you long to start devouring the whole fruit at once

"Better than i had thought." Your back laid against the tree, all of its fruits gone for it was rapidly consumed by someone (you).

You wiped off the fluid on the side of your face. A small smile looming over your lips "I feel more.. Refreshed than ever." Your tone consisted of slight suprise and satisfaction "Still, i cant seem to get my head wrapped around whats happening.." You mumbled quietly to yourself, having your fair share of the internet you were well aware on the many fanfictions and AU the game GENSHIN IMPACT had, but it having to actually become a real life situation is something too impossible to even happen.

Your feelings felt too mixed and unorganized. Half of what you felt was being thankful, because out of all the things you were gonna reincarnate in. The gods or whoever did it brought you into a more PG game; sure it had killing.. And some questionable things but as long as you live like an NPC things will go in the right track!.

With a goal set in mind you dusted off your hands following with walking down the dirt path that led to the gates of the iconic town MONDSTADT. you could remember it like it was just yesterday when you first played genshin. A feeling crept up to you, something similar - that you've walked down this path for millions of times and that muscle memory just took in. Deja vu didn't leave your mind until you were met with two guards infront of you.

"Halt. Who are you and what is your business here in mondstat" One of the guards spoke up, eyeing you up and down incase you were bringing any dangerous or threatening items to the city.

The guards other companion putted his hand on top of his friends shoulder "Wait, ___. They look familiar dont they?" His tone filled with suspicion, he couldn't shake it off as just a normal coincidence.

"What? What are you even saying ____. I believe you're making a far stretch in this one, i clearly remember that they have (opposite color) hair." The guards companion replied back with confidence in his answer. And it soon didn't take long for it to turn to a long and repeating argument on what was the appearance of the person they were arguing about.

"Jeez, who even is the person their saying. They must seem complicated" You thought to yourself while at the same time, was rubbing the back of your head - all you wanted was to slip into the city of Mondstadt but it seems to be much harder than you had thought in mind.

During the time the two guards were still rambling about the appearance of a certain someone. a silhouette of a girl with long silky brown hair, complimenting her appearance with a bright crimson bow that anybody could see from a mile away.

"Huh? I wonder whats going on over there.. Better go check it out!" The mysterious girl exclaimed, swiftly jumping down the soaring cliff. The moment her feet left the ground, wing like designs appeared behind her back which helped her safely land on the ground yet again.

"Whats going on here?" The mysterious girl walked between the two guards to stop their argument. Both her hands placed on her waist as she looked at the two with confusion.

"Oh- Outrider amber. Good to see you today" The guard greeted the named girl, AMBER. Amber exchanged the guards greeting with a smile "Good to see you today too. Now, will anyone care to explain what's going on?" She questioned, her hazel eyes glancing at the three people infront of her; You noticed how her gaze seemed too be longer on yours - as if she had something on her mind.

"I'll explain"

"Let me explain"

"So basically.."

You and the other two guards were caught off guard by the sudden synchronization. "Uhm, I can explain the situation" You spoke up while (e/c) eyes looked at the two.

"No, I've got a more grip and understanding standing on the situation, allow me" One of the guards replied back, his other companion raised a brow on what the other had just said.

"Please. I remember the details on the situation more clearly, I'll be telling you what happened Outrider Amber." His companion argued back to the other

"I'm doing you a favor so allow me."

"You're gonna leave out some parts so just let me do it"

"I'll do it"

"No, I'll do it"

"Guys.."

"So.. What you're all saying is that this person just wanted to get inside mondstadt?" Amber questioned;it took a long while till you just decided to explain to amber what really happened. Still, you couldn't shake off the feeling how intensely she was staring at you for - it creeped you out badly but you tried not to make it too obvious.

"Thats basically what happened" You confirmed giving her a small nod. Amber's expression seemed to be in deep thought for some moments till she gave you a smile in return.

"Seems like theres no problem then! You don't seem to pose as a threat, uhm.." Amber trailed off not really having to get your name yet. "Oh! It's (Name), pleasure to meet you" You kindly greeted her

You expected a positive greeting back but instead, your body jolted slightly. Seeing her shocked expression staring at you deeply for a moment and soon returned to normal.

Amber's expression calmed down and she gave you a apologetic smile "Oh sorry bout that... Just go right ahead" She offered, her fingertips gently wrapping around the back of her neck as her gaze were on the floor. You questioned her abnormal behavior earlier but the thought of going inside THE city of Mondstadt that you've dreamed ever since you first played made you ecstatic. Not to mention that you just met with one of the main side characters (amber) made you forget her strange activity just a few seconds ago.

You gave her a nod "Alright. Thank you!" And without hesitating you quickly walked inside the city of Mondstadt. The aroma of dandelions waved through the surroundings as people were joyful and free; something that you've craved since your 'previous' life.

Today is a brand new page in a book, where you're the one holding the pen and get to be able to write whatever you desire! WELCOME TO MONDSTADT

Two pairs of hazel colored eyes followed your body whilst you gleefully strolled from shop to shop. Her gaze not leaving you for even a second, for fear shrouded over her. Fear that you again would leave her sight.

".. They can't be..."

"You've felt it too huh?"

"... Get the others.

"We can't let them get away"

[A/N: HOPE YALL ENJOY PART 2. SORRY IT SEEMED SHORT, I'LL TRY TO MAKE PART 3 LONGER. ANYWAYS PROLOUGE IS DONE, MONDSTADT ARC WILL START NOW

[squiddy-god]

secrete menu

Hi hi hi! As stated in the pinned post this is squiddy, I used to be @/Squid-god-supreme However tumbler nuked my account for no reason and I haven't heard anny response on getting it back. Because of that I will be re-uploading Almost all of my over 200+ fics. If you remember a fic I wrote that I haven't posted you can give a request with a description of it and I'll try to find it and post it. Many of these fics are old so keep that in mind, if there is inconsistency with the CW tell me and I'll fix it

CW : pretty sure this is gn reader, no pronouns mention but afab genitalia described, oral (male receiving), dilucs single lunch voice line has me in a chokehold, praise if you squint a little. Smut with no plot in sight.

It was a rare day for angelshare, the tavern having been closed early for the day. It was rare that such a thing happened but it seemed that today was one of those days. While master diluc had closed the tavern for the rest of the day you had been off on yet another adventure, another set of problems that needed to be taken care of for the adventurers guild; they weren't that hard really, only hilliechurls and the ocatinal ruin guard. Dilucs day on the other hand had been rather stressful, waking up late had already soured his mood- but the bar had seemed even louder today, and the drunk customers even more annoying, so deciding it was a mistake to work the bar today he closed it down early. 

Looking down at the glass he was cleaning he sighed, he longed to see you and your smile, yet he knew that you wouldn't be dont with commission for quite some time. 

Greeting the guards at the front gates to mondstat you made your way to the familiar tavern, the smell of signature dandelion wine growing stronger as you got closer. When you entered you sat down with a content sigh you didn't notice the lack of people or how silent the usual boystorous bar was. Diluc didn't care that he had just closed the bar, you were always welcomed to stop by for any reason, but he wouldn't admit that this was because of his fondness for you. He smiled at you, a gloved hand resting atop your head as his shoulders seemed to lose their tenshin. “Rough day diluc?” you asked, (e/c) eyes gazing up to meet his crimson ones. Diluc let out a little sigh, hand falling from your head to the bar table. “yes but it's better now.” his voice was quiet, almost a whisper as he spoke. “now that you're here” you looked to the side as you felt your cheeks heat up. 

Diluc stood up straight, his bright hair tied up higher than normal and his strong arms exposed by his rolled up black sleeves- He wasn't wearing his usual coat yet still had on the gloves he always seemed to be wearing, the red palms seeming faded from use. “Angelshare is closed but,,,” his voice trailed off, a gloved hand lifting your face s your eyes met his as he came closer to you. “Would you like to try the secret menu?” he said, hot breath sending shivers down your spine. You nodded your head and your lips were engulfed by his. Dilucs kisses were always fiery, bottled up passion and longing seeping into every instant your lips locked, his kisses were deep and left you breathless by the time he pulled away. You painted, breath shaky from the kiss- in an instant diluc had led you behind the bar, your hands tangled in his as he kissed you again, your back against the surface of the bar while his tongue ran over your bottom lip. Playfully you dined him, smiling slightly and keeping your mouth closed. 

He let out a grunt before pressing further against you, his tongue making its way into your mouth to explore. He stepped back taking in the sight of your puffy lips and hazy eyes, it was an intoxicating sight, and one that he wished to indulge in. He leered over you, his husky voice sending shivers down your spine. “Well?” he whispered,hands trailing down your body “what do you want him?”

You slid off the bar and onto your knees in front of him, a prominent tent already in his pants. Your hands reached for the waistband as they nimbly undid the button that confined him. The fabric dragged down his hips, his cock springing free, tip already leaking with precum. Delicately you traced it, smearing the precm over his slit befor giving kitten licks to the base and along his shaft. Deep breathy moans left his mouth as his hands rested against your head. Lips wrapped around his cock as you slid your tongue along the underside of his dick, teasing the veins while his moans fuled you on. 

His chest heaved, scarlet eyes looking down at you as you took him deeper, hands working what wouldn't fit in your mouth. You looked heavenly, choking on his cock while you tried to take him deeper. It intoxicated him, the small tears forming in your eyes and the drool that leaked past your lips, it made him feel dirty but it wasn't often that he got to indulge himself like this. 

Your gurgled sounds sent him over, his grip tightening as his hips snapped forward, his length forcing its way down your throat. Gagging as your eyes get glassy, your hands finging purchase on his thighs for some hope of stability from his sloppy thrust. 

“You take my cock so we- ah” he panted as his thumbs wiped away a tear from your eyes. “So pretty with my dick in your mouth” a breathy moan left his lungs and his hips sputtered. 

The gargled noises you made when he hit the back of your throat sent him over, a salty liquid spilling down the back of your throat as you choked a bit- trying to swallow as much as you could. 

He pulled away, breath still uneven and ragged. You wiped the drool and cum from the corner of your mouth as diluc helped you up off the wooden floor. He held your face in his hands and pecked your lips before resting his head against yours. 

“Maybe i should offer you the secret menu more often, darling”

[heaven4lostgirls]

Poly!marauders meeting y/ns family? Its okay if you dont want to write this! I get it can be hard to write something you dont have inspo for!

beautiful boys

poly!marauders x reader

a/n: ty for the request i really enjoyed writing this!!

summary: marauders meeting your parents for the first time<3

tags: fluffff!!!

you, james, sirius and remus had been dating for a little over 3 months. you weren’t sure when the perfect time would come for you to introduce them to your parents but you knew that it had to happen at some point and apparently today was that day.

you all stood outside your parents home, as a halfblood, your parents were fairly well off however you knew that because they had to send you off to hogwarts so young that they had become a bit more protective.

now in your 6th year your parents were aware that you had found interest in people around you and never expressed any distain to who you should date. they were never against you dating someone that was a different blood purity than you or someone of the same gender.

as you all walked up to the gate of your parents house you felt sirius shift nervously next to remus who kept double checking if his clothes were okay. james seemed to be the only calm one out of the three but maybe that was because he’d already been introduced to your parents as one of your best friends.

you knocked on the door softly and softly squeezed sirius’ and remus’ hands in comfort. you’re mother opened the door to see four beaming faces, albeit two of them looked a bit more nervous than the others.

“y/n! come in! i’ve missed you honey!” you mother cooes at you as she pulls you into a hug and ushering you and your boyfriends inside.

“i missed you too mum, where’s dad?” you smile as you wrap your arm around remus’ waist.

“he’s in his study, he’ll be down in a minute. last minute ministry cases and whatnot” she smiles before she turns to the four of you.

“and? who might be these lovely gentlemen? when you said you were bringing people home i didnt expect this!”

“well actually mum, these are my boyfriends. james, sirius and remus. you’ve met james before at kings cross station remember?”

“oh yes! what a delight, it’s wonderful to see you sweetheart” your mother hugs them all and you can see the relief that flood from remus and sirius’ shoulders.

“you boys must be famished, come let’s do the kitchen and we can chat a bit before your father comes down”

you all make your way to the kitchen and sit around the island, your mother pours you all some water as she asks some questions.

they all answer very willingly with little hesitance and you can see the admiration they hold for your mother as she dotes on all of you as if they’re her own children.

the heavy footsteps of your father interrupts the conversation between sirius and your mum.

“y/n! i’ve missed you sweetheart” your father stated before wrapping you in a big hug, almost squeezing the life out of you before he lets go and looks curiously at the boys behind you.

he cocks an eyebrow which makes james gulp and remus fidget nervously before his face breaks out into a big smile.

“nice to meet you boys, i’ve heard that you’ve been helping my y/n around school” a chorus of ‘yes sirs’ is heard throughout the kitchen before you introduce them.

“dad, these are my boyfriends. you know james, and that’s sirius and the one next to him is remus” they all lift their hands up accordingly to wave at your old man.

“ah i see, well since we’ve already met why don’t we dig in to my wife’s delicious cooking” he laughs and pats sirius and remus on the back.

you usher them to the table where your dad and mom sit at the heads and you and james sit next to each other. across from you is remus and across from james is sirius.

you all eat happily and make small talk and you can almost feel the love and warmth in the air, your parents never once mentioned the scars on remus’ face or questioned why sirius lived with james and that he seemed to hesitate talking about his family.

all in all they all seemed so at peace with one another you couldn’t ask for anything more, your dad looks at you whilst everyone else talks and winks at you.

you know you’ve found a family in these boys and as have they in you.

[awardenandacrow]

FANFIC SNIPPET 39

[between Lucanis buying Naimy the dress and Caterina’s funeral]

——————————————————————————

Rook clutched the garment bag to her chest the entire walk through the Crossroads. Lucanis considered offering to carry it — he probably *should* offer to carry it — but she looked so damn happy he couldn’t bear to take it from her. Besides, watching her lips periodically curl into a giddy little smile was a good distraction from how uncomfortable he felt in the Fade, especially outside the Lighthouse.

The spirits had begun to return to the first island, and some of them had even set up shops. What they could possibly have for sale, he did not know, and he was unsure he particularly cared. Rook, on the other hand, seemed intrigued. Perhaps because she was a mage, and had a connection to the Fade, the spirits seemed to react more warmly to her presence than anyone else’s. She was particularly fond of Caretaker, he knew, but she smiled at all the others as they passed, as well. Like walking through any other marketplace in reality.

“You seem… comfortable here,” he observed. They had not spoken since leaving Treviso, and while it had been a companionable silence she seemed to have been happy to allow, he felt it had gone on long enough.

“Mm, in a way,” she said thoughtfully. “When we first got the Eluvian to bring us here, it was a mess. All these spirits were displaced, and the gods kept dropping Antaam and Venatori on our heads. There was even an ogre we had to kill, and bring its essence to unlock a Blighted gate. There are still more gates like it around, but we can’t get through them yet.”

Rook waved as Caretaker’s boat arrived at the dock to take them back to the Eluvian they needed to get back to the Lighthouse. As always, it greeted her,

“Dweller.”

“Hi, Caretaker,” she said warmly, hopping into the boat as though it weren’t simply floating above eternal nothingness. Lucanis stepped more gingerly inside.

“Anyway, back to what I was saying,” Rook said, sitting across from him as Caretwker began to row through the air. “I don’t know if *comfortable* is the right word. But… it’s really satisfying to see the spirits getting back to normal. I mean, if I can help make things better in the Fade, surely I’ll be able to make a difference out there?”

“Is that something you worry about?” He asked cautiously.

Rook hugged the dress a little tighter to her chest. “I mean, it’s all pretty big, isn’t it? Thanks, Caretaker!”

Caretaker inclined its head as they climbed out of the boat. Rook frowned at the Blighted gate to the left of the Eluvian.

“That one bothers me, though,” she said, more to herself than to him. “It’s like… I can *feel* the Blight in there more viscerally than the others. If we can get in there and clear it out sooner rather than later…”

Rook chewed her lip for a moment, her brow furrowed, then seemed to remember herself.

“Sorry,” she chirped, turning back to him. “Killing the mood. Anyway.”

Lucanis indicated for her to go ahead of him, and she ducked her head, her cheeks flushed and that giddy smile back. *Mierda*, but he should not encourage her. Spite stirred at the edges of his consciousness, proving his point.

“I heard Bellara say she was making katchipuri for dinner,” he tried again.

“Oh! I heard her and Neve talking about that!” Rook’s face lit up, then she slipped through the Eluvian ahead of him.

YOU. DID THAT ON PURPOSE.

Lucanis allowed himself a satisfied smirk before schooling his expression and following her through the Eluvian.

“It’s cheese and bread, right?” Rook asked him as soon as he stepped through. “Ooooh, I’m so excited! I *loooove* cheese.”

“I’ll see you in the dining hall, then,” he told her as they headed up the first set of stairs together. “No getting distracted and skipping dinner.”

“Oh, I won’t,” she promised. “I’m just gonna go put this in my wardrobe and then I’ll be right there!”

…

WHY. PURPOSELY MAKE ROOK HAPPY. AND PRETEND YOU DONT?

Lucanis picked up the wyvern tooth dagger and spun it in his hand. Why, indeed.

ROOK MAKES YOU HAPPY.

Lucanis closed his fist around the dagger, a tremor of nerves in the pit of his stomach at the accusation.

“It’s a low bar, Spite,” he said evasively. “Most things make me happy now that I’m not in the Ossuary.”

NO. DIFFERENT. ALSO, LIES.

Lucanis turned the dagger over in his hands. It truly was a beautiful piece, and still boggled his mind that she’d seen him glance at a table, deduced what he’d liked, and just… bought it for him.

He frowned, sitting up straight and studying the dagger closely. It was a *very* beautiful piece. He tried to remember if he’d even looked for the price when admiring it — he wouldn’t have allowed himself to buy it, but he usually checked anyway, if just to make an excuse not to purchase. He remembered this one being pricier, as far as these things went. Knowing Rook, even if he didn’t really, not all that well, but enough, she had used *her* gold, not the team’s gold, to buy it. And she hadn’t even hesitated.

He thought back to her, up on that pedestal, her brow scrunched and her cheeks red and her fists clenched, utterly at war with herself. Just as he would have denied himself the dagger, she would have denied herself the dress — not because the team couldn’t afford it. Maybe not even because *she* couldn’t.

The dagger had been more.

DAGGERS. ARE. USEFUL, Spite ground out. WHAT USE IS. STUPID DRESS?

Lucanis frowned and placed the dagger back on his side table. He didn’t think “use” had anything to do with it. He tapped it thoughtfully.

“Sometimes, we want things that do not *have* a use,” he told Spite. He thought over conversations with Rook, what little he knew of her past, and what he knew of her mannerisms now. “I don’t think Rook has ever had anything just because she wanted it.”

WHY? IF WANT. WHY NO HAVE?

“All sorts of reasons,” he said, resting his elbows on his knees and continuing to stare at that damned dagger. Why did knowing she’d bought for him without hesitation, when she would not have allowed herself the same joy, somehow make it… even more precious to him?

DO WE… WANT ROOK TO HAVE. WHAT ROOK WANTS?

Lucanis frowned at the question. Whether Spite knew it or not, it was a loaded one. One he wasn’t sure he wanted to explore the answer to too thoroughly.

“It is… pleasant. To see her happy,” he allowed himself to admit. “But mortals do not need to have everything they want to be happy.”

THEN WHY STILL WANT?

Lucanis sighed. “It’s… hard to explain, Spite.”

GREED?

“For some, sure.”

ROOK IS NOT. GREEDY.

“Greed is usually an ailment of those who already *have,*” Lucanis said. “People who have nothing only want what they need to survive. Or, if they want more, they find ways to live without.”

He felt odd, having this conversation with Spite. When had he ever wanted for anything? Anything of monetary value, anyway.

[mammalsofaction]

Merry Fuckin' Christmas

Rating: M

Relationships: Perry the Platypus/Heinz Doofenshmirtz

Add tags: Established relationships, dancing, speaking perry, human Perry, pnfsecretsanta, merry Christmas liz dont hate me bc i really like this prompt, FUCK TIMEZONES I JUST WOKE UP

Dedicated to @agentlizardofowca for the secret santa

Read here on ao3

"Oh, this takes me back.”

Perry looks up, a little further back than is comfortable, on account of them both being pressed so close together. Perry raises an eyebrow at him.

“You don’t remember?” Heinz asks, a little sullenly.

Perry hums a little, as if in thought. He closes his eyes, allowing Heinz the opportunity to stare unabashedly; observe his smooth, relaxed features and the subtle flush from the cold outside. Given the opportunity, Heinz could stare at him forever.

Perry briefly takes his hands off of his waist to sign, and Heinz clutches at his shoulders. New Years?

He hadn’t even thought of that, but now that he does, the memory brings itself forward with a familiar flush of warmth. It’s a better memory, for sure.

“I was thinking more along the lines of our first.” Heinz prods.

Perry furrows his brow, a head tilt as eloquent as a thousand words. Heinz could almost hear him say it; That was our first.

Heinz shakes his head, giggling, and oh, that must be the champagne. His feet are getting sore–they must’ve been here for hours–but he feels reluctant to let this night pass just yet. “Earlier,” he coaxes. “Early. Our first summer.”

The furrow stays for a second longer, than two, and Heinz could tell the moment it hits him. Perry breathes out an involuntary chuckle, and Heinz could feel his own heart growing two sizes.

We were doing the macarena, Perry complains.

“There was a salsa in there somewhere.”

Some ballet moves.

“You did most of the leading,” Heinz recalls, giggling again, because he had been so irritated by it.

Not on purpose, Perry responds, and Heinz is man enough to give him that. Perry doesn’t lie, not for stupid, little things. He doesn’t see the point, when he’d lied enough for two lifetimes. Besides, I knew you were a better dancer.

Heinz raised an eyebrow. “Even then?”

Even then. Perry confirms.

The Michael Buble song playing, an instrumental of Baby, It’s Cold Outside, ends with a flourish, and so do they. Perry leads, and Heinz follows, but he does it on his own time, on his own terms, and Perry meets him half-way. He twirls, and Perry spins him, and when he trips on his feet Perry covers for him, swooping him low. The crowd around them; OWCA staff, agents and interns, clap enthusiastically for them. Heinz feels dizzy, delighted, but even with all the attention there’s no feeling on earth like Perry’s eyes on him, gulping him down like a tall glass of water.

Perry leads him away from the dancefloor before the next song could start, sneaking away into one of the many shadowed nooks and crannies outside the hall. They’re grinning and giggling like a couple of teenagers, not that Heinz had any sort of similar experience in his youth. He’s tempted to lead Perry all the way down the rest of the hall, outside the gates and into the parking lot, to bring him home, but then Perry pins him against the wall, hiking him up to sit on his hip so Heinz could wrap his legs around him, and oh. Well. He could settle with something quick before they go.

“I kept it, y’know.” Perry mumbles, his accent thick and slurred from mulled wine, now that they were well away from every other listening ear.

“Hm?”

“The magazine,” Perry smirks. He hikes Heinz a little higher on his hip, making him squeak. “You look amazing in tights.”

“Is that your grappling hook,” Heinz asks weakly. “Or are you just happy to see me?”

Perry laughs, pulling his lover down. Their lips clash like titans; it’s hungry and sloppy and a little too wet, and when Perry pulls away there is a smear of bold rouge all across the lower half of his face, and Heinz is thinking they really should’ve at least made it out to the car. Perry presses his mouth below Heinz’s ear–in their periphery, the crowd inside the hall has begun making a ruckus. The clock strikes midnight with a loud, echoing gong, masking the sound of his involuntary moan as Perry slips a hand down the front of his white tuxedo pants.

Merry Christmas indeed.

[nightmyst14-blog]

Regaining treasures Pt 4

HI everyone!! Its been a while since I worked on this. I apologize for that, i ran out of Golden Cheese inspiration to continue.

THEN BURNING SPICE UPDATE SHOWED UP- And it got be back into writing it.

I meant to post on Monday or Tuesday, but I got busy and forgot to work on it. This one is much longer than the others so, I spilt it into 4 and 5. I hope you enjoy.

Setting: Late at night in the Golden Cheese Kingdom, in Golden Cheese’s room. The queen was on the balcony, staring up at the night sky, holding an old jackal mask in her hands.*

Pure Vanilla: *knocking on her door* Goldie??  Its Vani. Can I come in?

Golden Cheese; Huh? Oh yes, come in!

Pure Vanilla; *walks in* Are you coming? The ritual is almost ready for moonhigh. Mozzarella and Smoked Cheese even promised to help us this time.

Golden Cheese: *not looking at him* Mhm… Good..

Pure Vanilla: *Confused* Golden Cheese? 

Golden Cheese: Hm? *she looks up* Oh sorry, Vani. Just.. thinking.

Pure Vanilla: About?

Golden Cheese;*looks down at the jackal mask, brushes over the crack in it eye.*

Pure Vanilla: *looks worried.* ,....I recognise that mask.

Golden Cheese: *looks * Y-You.. You do..?

Pure Vanilla: *nods.* Remember I sent a team to look for you months ago, remember? Olive was invited to be a part of that expedition team.

Golden Cheese: *chuckles* ..Right. I really liked that Black Raisin girl. Your daughter? I saw she had your symbol on her cape.

Pure Vanilla: *nods*  Mhm. Found her since she was a hatchling. But anyways.. She did tell me she befriended the gatekeeper of your kingdom. One with a jackal mask.

Golden Cheese; *frowns* …….Yes. She did, it was my youngest, Burnt Cheese Cookie.

Pure Vanilla: Ah right, that was his name. He does his job to a T, I was told. 

Golden cheese: *nods* Uhuh….

Pure Vanilla: and when he stopped your second-born for taking over, he was like your gate to protect you. 

Golden Cheese: *nods, hugging the mask tight*

Pure Vanilla: *notices* Goldie…?

Golden Cheese; My last child… He was the first..

Pure Vanilla: T-The first?

Golden Cheese; *Looks over* The first to fall…

Pure Vanilla: *Shocked, eyes wide* “You.. you mean…?

Golden Cheese: ..Yes.. he was the first body I found when I arrived. *she grips the mask tight* H-His body.. Broken and bleeding.. That a-awful army… giving a taste of their wretched power to m-my baby boy.. 

Pure Vanilla: *shocked*

Golden Cheese; *holds up the jackal mask* Under his broken mask.. All I could see in his eyes were FEAR… and GUILT… I .. I dont know what they did to him, but..

Pure Vanilla: *hugs her tight* its a shame.. He was a good loyal boy.. Even if he was only in your paradise when I heard of him… heard of … ANY of them..

Golden Cheese; Y-Yes… I love my treasures so much that I kept them from you all. From everyone outside my kingdom… because I was so AFRAID to lose them.. B-But.. In the end.. I still did.

Pure Vanilla: *cups her cheek* I know.. But you were trying to protect them, weren't you? Even if you were wrong, your heart wad in the right place. 

Golden Cheese: *nods* ….There’s another reason i'm worried.

Pure Vanilla: What would that be?

Golden Cheese: *Stares* My Soul Jam reflect daylight, hance why Mozzarella’s and Smoked Cheese’s revivals went so well. But Burnt Cheese.. He was created in Moonlight, which is harder for my light to reflect.

Pure Vanilla: So.. You’re say that… Something might go wrong?

Golden Cheese: N-No, I.. *huffs* Maybe…  I-I dont know…

*Olive soon enters the room*

Olive: Everything’s ready, your majesty.

Golden Cheese: *looks up* Oh.. G-good. We’ll be there in a second.

Olive: *nodded* Of course, the rest of us will be waiting. *goes to leave*

Pure Vanilla; ….Goldie?

Golden Cheese: *shakes her head* N-Never mind. Let’s just go.

Pure Vanilla: But Golden Cheese-

Golden Cheese: I mean it… I just want my children back..

Pure Vanilla: *frowns, sighs* …Okay..

*The ritual starts, Golden Cheese channeling her power and moonlight into the sarcophagus. Smoked Cheese was chanting spells while Mozzarella kept the fire lit. Pure Vanilla, White Lily, and Dark Cacao held the items towards the coffin as well, seeing it light up.*

*The Jackal mask glowed with the magic around it as it seeped into the sarcophagus, it too glowing.* 

*Once it was done, Golden Cheese practically fell to her knees, that power draining her of energy.*

Smoked Cheese: *worried* Mother!!

Golden Cheese: I-I’m fine! Just.. get the darn thing open!

Dark Cacao: *nods, prying it open*

Inside, laid a young man with long ankle length black and yellow hair.  His ears were pointed like a jackal’s along with a tail. While his bangs covered his face, they could see a large scar on his forehead, across his right eye. He laid there motionless, hands laying across his chest. He was bandaged greatly, his body able to lay stiff.*

Mozzarella: *having her Marzipan scan him, shocked at the results* His.. His body is fixed , b-but…..

Smoked Cheese: Is he..?

Golden Cheese: NO!! *pulls herself up to look at the body inside, shaking* Burnt Cheese?? Please, my little moon…. w-wake up…

Olive: *takes off her hat, head bowed* You majesties… I am sorry.

Golden Cheese; I was so close… *cries, * So close…. 

Mozzarella: *sniffles, leans onto Smoked Cheese*

Smoked Cheese: *hugging Mozzarella*

White Lily and Pure Vanilla: *looks at each other, nod* *They took a step closer to Burnt Cheese’s body, hands over his chest.*

Pure Vanilla: *Uses his healing magic* Hmm…

White Lily: *breathes in, uses Faerie magic*

Golden Cheese; *sees this,goes to get up* W-What… What are you-?

Dark Cacao: *puts a hand on her shoulder* Let them work…

*After a few minutes, they soon stop, panting due to being out of energy. White Lily places a hand on Burnt Cheese’s chest, soon feeling it rise and fall slightly*

Mozzarella: *Reading the scans again, gasps* A-A pulse!!

Golden Cheese: *looks up* Really??

Smoked Cheese: *sniffles, smiles* he’s still here…

Pure Vanilla: We must move him to the medical bay. 

Dark Cacao: Yes, he's still alive. But he hasnt awoken. He must be monitored.

Golden Cheese: *flaps her wings* Yes, please!! Let's go!!

[onskepa]

I really liked your moat and human child series. Seriously cute and wholesome after the hells gate incident. Tgere arent any confirmed human children on pandora, besides spider. I would love to headcannons for Na'vi seeing human children and human mama's in general cause they are so different and yet so similar.

Hellooooo!! Honestly this is a good idea! Had a lot of fun with this cute list. Hope you all like it!

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Motherhood

If there is one thing that is common in both Earth and Pandora that is universally treasured, it be mothers.

Earth has their mother earth, and pandora has Eywa.

Eywa is the prime example, she loves all her children and gives them life and welcomes them back when it is their time to return.

So when the female humans begin to show their pregnancy, their symptoms began to show but a little different that they would have experienced on Earth.

The cravings would still be present, but not for human food, rather the need for na'vi food. The need to go outside and enjoy the nature. The need to be one with the land.

These symptoms are different, yet familiar.

At the same time, female na'vi would show their pregnancy as well. Feeling blessed to be given the chance to bring a new generation of their people.

However, for the female na'vi, they would have a strange need to see the humans. Even the ones who dont like humans. But the need grows stronger with each day they ignore the feeling.

As if Eywa commands it, by the natural pull both female na'vi and humans would meet.

To each show how far long each soon-to-be-mother is, the hatred subsides and a new form of friendship grows.

The na'vi mothers would share their knowledge to the human females, and vice versa.

Crafting things was certainly a stable activity for both kinds. Creating things for their children. Blankets, nets, carrying swings, toys, etc.

Both female kinds would even gossip like old friends. Talk of each others experience and interesting knowledge they each like to share.

The na'vi women would quickly learn how more fragile the human women are during their pregnancy. Na'vi women arent slowed down, sure things will be tiring but they still continue their duties.

That is where the na'vi women grow protective of their fellow human sisters. To make sure they are safe, have everything needed and no danger is near.

In return, the human women would teach the na'vi women some soft melodies to sing to their future children.

Soon when it was time for the two kinds to give birth, it was something to remember.

Many called it "Eywa's gift" as it was a day where BOTH human and na'vi women would give birth at the same time.

The tsahik would believe it was eywa's will to bring the two kinds closer.

The bonding didnt stop there oh no. It only strengthened.

The na'vi mothers were so surprised to see just how small human babies were. So small, fragile, and weirdly cute.

The na'vi women would bring their children to meet the human children, while both are vastly different, they are all still cute.

The human mothers would have a chance to hold a na'vi baby, as do the na'vi mothers getting a chance to hold a human baby.

Although the na'vi mothers were more scared since the babies fit at the palm of their hands.

The mothers would still group together, bond more with their children as they grow, in hopes that the new generation would have peace.

And don't forget the fathers. Tough and ready to defend each of their own families. But like the mothers, the fathers had come to a peaceful grounds that they are not so different from each other.

Eywa sees her children, both na'vi and human. She has plans for the new generation. In hopes to bring peace and unity. To love and to hold one another. And what is a more powerful way than that through the love of a mother?

And that is it for this one! was so cuuuuuuuute to write! Hope you all enjoyed this one! until next time! see ya!

[musubiki]

do other black canvases think mochi is hot?? i want mochi to have people crushing on her lime needs to be humbled a wee bit 🙏

AN EXCELLENT QUESTION: YES THEY DO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

and its such a shock to mochi!!!!!!!!!!!! shes so used to essentially being ignored and completely forgets that it has no effect on them!!!!!

i have an episode idea where post-timeskip, mochi goes and visits the main headquarters building of the m-34th (location name pending) under the guise of "Lime left his sword thing at home/forgot his lunch/something" in order to investigate and scope out the area!!! no witch has had any excuse to do this ever!! and at that point the m-34th dont know who tf she is, only that she shows up to the front gate with one of their weapons saying "Uh...is Lime here? He forgot this thing this morning and I thought it might be important so I came to drop it off..."

and the front guards just look her up and down for a second (with an expression mochi doesnt recognize) and gets on the comm to be like "Hey uhh is Goldwood in the building? There's a cute girl out here with his sword." and gives her a little wink, personally escorts her in, gives her a lot of "Hey, you know...that Goldwood is kind of a casanova. You shouldn't get too involved with him." and "You know if you're not doing anything later...maybe wanna grab a bite to eat? My treat?" and the whole time shes FLUSTERED she doesnt know how to react to these things... just "Oh no hes not like that!" and "Oh- uh- maybe!"

after that incident lime doesnt hear the end of it...NUMEROUS other officers being like "Hey are you actually going out with that girl?" and "Have you guys broken up yet? I want first dibs." and lime is absolutely sick every time they bring it up

(very funny though when she goes, some of them really take a long look at her before finally going "Ah! I remember where I've seen you. You're the girl Goldwood has pictures of in his locker--" and limes like "OKAY LETS GO TALK OUTSIDE MOCH OKAY BYE GUYS GOTTA GO--")

(also remember that grand capitol ball episode? where mochi uses the mob spell so she blends into the party and doesnt stand out? she has a straight up cinderella moment where shes walking down the corridor and at least half the m-34th guards are just staring at her...pretty lady)

[killyjapes]

Our Marvellous Machines - The Shining Time Spur - Part I

Hi again everyone and Happy 2025 !

The festive period had me a bit drained and procrastinate-y but this idea was one that'd often repeatedly turn up to the mind rotation sessions that all my whims and ideas spawn into.

With the recent loss of Childrens Telivision Legend and TTTE producer Britt Alcroft (Rest in Peace), I more than ever wanted to share this idea with anyone who may read.

As stated previously my continuity here is a madcap fusion of every RWS-adjacent thing I ever loved and what better way to demonstrate this than not only incorporating something from TATMRR but something from the human part of TATMRR.

Below the cut, I shall detail my rough idea for what I call The Shining Time Spur.

So, it's the late 1800s, and a community of like-minded people from the USA set off in the direction of Europe, hoping for new horizons and adventure. They do not end up in Paris or London or any of the other cultural touchstones of the world, they end up on sleepy old Sodor, and much like many tend to, they fall in love with the island, despite many of its natives being wary and distrustful of outsiders, the island has a magnitisim to it, they find some open land near a large hill they jokingly say the sudrians can use to muffle them and there they stay.

They form their own little town, a new home away from home, their Shining Time.

Time passes, Sodor thrives, Railways are formed, Railways fail, Railways are born anew. The people of Shining Time remain, generations of children are born to them. Some stay, some leave.

The North Western Railway is bouncing back after the strife of wartime, their leadership sturdy, their engines Really Useful. Tourism is rapidly gaining traction on the island and the railway is keen to capitalise, the people from the mainland usually seek the picturesque coastline and beaches with Norramby as a popular touchstone but what about those even further beyond, from the States, what would draw them in?

"Maybe," they considered, "their own little piece of Shining Time."

Negotiations were fierce, the people of Shining Time were staunchly independent, years of being viewed as mere foreigners or worse invaders, and now the Sudrians wanted to use them, use their Shining Time?

It was the recently appointed Charles Topham Hatt who came to the rescue.

The shrewd and charasmatic controller was quick to suggest perks, comprimises, and opportunities that would see both the railway and town be able to work and thrive together while keeping both their individual prides and independences intact.

After long deliberations, it was agreed, and construction of the "spur" began in earnest.

This dear reader is where things end for part I , from here things complicate slightly, I dont know where exactly I want the spur to be.

I had originally thought around the west coast of the island, but I did not want to encroach upon the boundaries of either the Arlesbrurgh Branch or indeed Tidmouth itself. There is no real spot on that side that doesn't spark a hive of complicated logistical quandries.

For the moment, I am privy to operating with the idea that the spur is located near and serving the station at Ballahoo on the Crovan's Gate side with the points accessible cab-forward when travelling in the west direction. While the tunnels at the Vicarstown side of Ballahoo are well remembered, the actual station and other railway infrastructure has seen no real substantial depiction and is therefore the best candidate for the insertion, though i am open to other ideas if they're suggested.

Next Time: The Shining Time Spur - Part II : Hank and Billy, Stones and Ladies.

[vykodlak]

im sick and dont know what to do with myself. got any rpg recs?

I’m still replaying baldur’s gate 1 and am planning to replay bg2 when I’m done with that and they’ve always been The cozy rpgs for me, though might just be deep nostalgia talking. If you don’t mind some oldschool jank I think they still hold up.

Divinity Original Sin 2 is larian’s best game imo mainly ‘cause it lets you fuck around a lot, teleport everywhere and explode everything. I remember an exploit where you could rupture enemies’ tendons, turn them into a chicken and then let them run around until they bled to death. Not sure if they patched it. Also has Ifan my husband Ifan is there.

Tyranny is an underrated obsidian title where you get to play an absolute asshole if you want (it’s one of those “the evil won and You’re working for it now” premises), and it has a more unique setting than the typical ye auld medieval fantasy. It’s pretty short and the lack of budget can be felt sometimes but it’s got some interesting ideas and great worldbuilding. And a big hairy werewolf woman. There’s also pillars of eternity 1 ofc which I liked a lot, mainly for the companions & the writing - I only played a little bit of the second game but I liked what I saw of it.

If you like cyberpunk the Shadowrun games are pretty easy/short and sweet, they sort of mix scifi & fantasy so you’ve got orcs running around with laser guns and shit. Dragonfall is my favorite of the three and has the best characters.

Planescape Torment is one of my favorite settings in an RPG ever, also just lets you be kinda wacky (or evil, if you want) and you’ve got a floating skull companion. It really feels like the most “escapist” type of game because it’s setting is so unlike most other fantasy rpgs.

I have not played this personally but I’ve watched my bf play Kenshi and it seems fun? You get a lot of freedom to do whatever, it can be extremely busted mechanically (in ways that work in your favor), but it’s still absurdly difficult at times and comes with a pretty dark/edgy setting. They just cut off both his legs.

(Also I’ve been keeping my eye on this early access title -with a free demo out- called Banquet for Fools, mainly because of the claymation style, overall atmosphere and the oldschool vibe & intriguing world, it’s looking really good so far)

Hope you feel better soon!

[tenaciouschronicler]

August 2 and 3 2024 2009

I fear I really will need to put all my posts into a word doc.

Lets work through the lore shall we.

So, back on page 251 when the Kernel divided it 'hatched' upon arrival to The Medium. These Kernels, one light and one dark, upon situating themselves in their respective Orbs activate the Imps present giving them characteristics from the prototyping, in this case harlequin clothing.

Im gonna put the rest under the cut, this post got away from me.

Again working from top to bottom, These Orbs are situated upon one of Four Spires which make up the throne of either sides Sovereign Power; the Dark throne is purple while the Light throne is gold. The first Kernels arrival is the catalyst that starts the 'true game', increasing the board to a 12x12, adding more pieces and actually placing the kings on opposite corners. Light is also always destined to lose. Im curious if each game can only be played by four players or if only the first four are placed in the spires and subsequesnt players dont have any effect on the Sovereign Powers? Could you play with less than four players and how would that game play out?

John and WV both wonder what the point is then if Light always loses and Nanna says that is The Ultimate Riddle they have to solve.

This part made me remember way back on page 82 when the narrator said:

The game presently eluding you is only the latest sleight of hand in the repertoire of an unseen riddler, one to engender a sense not of mirth, but of lack. His coarse schemes are those less of a prankster than a common pickpocket.

His riddle is Absence itself. It is a mystery dispersing altogether, like the moon's faint reflection, with even one pebble of inquiry dropped in its black well. It is the most diabolical riddle of all.

At the time I wrote, "Googling Absence gives us "the state of being away from a place or person". So his riddle is a state of being away from others... I feel like the following statement gives more but I cant discern what." Could this be The Ultimate Riddle Nanna is refering to? I still cant tell what the riddle is, maybe after I put all the Lore together I can at least try to add more to this. (After stepping back and re-reading it I figured out the 'diabolical riddle'; the nature of Absence is transitory and evanescent, here one moment gone the next. Looking for answers only serves to hasten its absence, obscuring itself with more questions.)

For now, John has to climb towards Skia by passing through the gates utilizing the games building funtion to reach. In that way he can save Dad! And what about Earth?

Nanna drops the bombshell that Earth is done for, regardless of how well they do in this game.

Finally done with her duty, Nanna heads off to bake John cookies! For the first time we see her phase through the walls leaving blue goo on the Con Air poster. We didnt see her doing that earlier but maybe theres more goo around the house.

WV is All About them cookies and pushes John to pursue. We learn John hates any and all baked goods "totally abjur[ing] the hell out of that idea."

Roses Pesterchum image is annoyed now, having tried to get Johns attention this whole time and is now trying to use a box to the head.

Unfortunately for her I think this is Johns last straw and hes having a well deserved scream. After everything hes gone through and learned, I think he needs it.

In the meantime and probably against better judgement, theres still a fire raging Rose, shes gonna update the GameFAQ. And apparently get sassed by a dead cat. It's pretty much all his fault you're in this mess in the first place, so he can just button it.

Whatever you say Rose.

[soloteam-saber]

Forsaken Myth

Heya boys , gals and all that. I want this post to mark my official launch of an Undertale fan concept which I thought of for a while. I want this to be the start of something beautiful and maybe well written by me (if the Lord and my mind allow me to do so). Ill look around other posts and artists to get a brief idea on how getting started with an Undertale concept and AU actually works and ill maybe follow up with different posts on what my idea is about, whats special (if anything) about it and all the other ”very” important stuff.

Now , ill give some small/medium rare/big spoilers/details here which you might want to read : -This is NOT centered around Sans or Papyrus or Gaster or any other magical skeleton. Well , at least not for the most part. Its actually centered around Chara (oh wow , another Chara AU? crazy). -This will include other AUs later on in the story , but in the beginning there will only be maybe a mention of them , probably a scence or a few words from them MAX. -There is a concept which id like to borrow from Jael Peñaloza aka Jakei which is the Creation Soul. It wont play a role that big , but it is better to just let everyone know beforehand. -There will be a Narrator , as this a story from the past supposedly , which means that as the events progress in the script , we may or may not arrive at a present where the Narrator is revealed to be someone rather peculiar. The Narrator will appear on rare occasions. VERY rare occasions. Including the beginning , whats a story without some insight on what the hell is going on? But if we dont reach the present , then we have to agree that all stories must have an end... maybe an unpleasant one considering the circumstances... -As there will be other AUs involved , there will be the concept of the Doodlesphere and other places related to it involved. Ill make sure to credit the creators of all the ideas used. -Ever played a RPG? Heard of Baldurs Gate 3 and all of their FANTASTICAL abilities , skills and etc. etc.? This will... have something somewhat related to this? There will be something related to abilities and learning , however there wont be a currency system or anything silly like that. Unless? Im just joking. Or am I? -There will be some growth in this. What do I mean by this? Emotional of course! This might end up looking like some hero story emotional development or something like that , but oh BOY , there is nothing heroic about this one , not one bit. If you know what Chara is like , even emotional development doesnt cover everything. Not when there is POWER to obtain. But just how much is there to get? -Remember how Asriel got all his powers at the end of Undertale (pacifist run)? Such a hotshot ,huh? One may even call him a BIGSHOT. We will have that here , but there was something about this that didnt really stick with me. So we will spice things up and change it around. As it was shown in the fight with Omega Flowey , soul absorption can have its downsides. Souls rumbling in your stomach? Revolution? Pffft , who needs all of that? Salvageable things are not really a HER style. Well then , what are we going to do about that? We will see...in a post, duh. I wouldnt explain it all here. -This will have like , 2 different storylines going on, more or less (I cant count). One will have the bigger picture , the other will have the genoc- , I mean uhh , the tale of that Chara , right right right. No killing in this family friendly story , got it? Just a bit of heartbreaks. -You know how Chara is solo? She would get rid of Frisk if she could , you gotta believe me (foreshadowing)! But even alone physically doesnt mean that one is alone spiritually.Well , not exactly spirtually, soul-ly maybe? In your mind ? Something like that. I just hope nothing bad happens to those poor souls just standing in the way. But hey , when life gives you lemons , you ought to SQUEEZE them and not give anyone lemonade, you found the lemons after all. But if there isnt anyone left to share the lemonade to , are you supposed to just drink it all? ...Wait...what were we talking about? Now then , this should be about it right...right? I suppose I need to thank everyone that is reading this (if anyone) , so thanks ! I dont know why you read all this , but im glad you did. Until next time...

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(What's your take on the Hexcore's manipulation? Personally, I'm a fan of the "Not Quite Mind Control" approach-it manipulated Viktor heavily, but it never controlled him. The Hexcore toyed with his inhibitions and emotions, brought out his worst thoughts and impulses, and acted as an echo chamber, but it never controlled him. (Theoretically, he could have stopped what he was doing at any point-but out of a combination of guilt and feeling in control of his life, he didn't want to stop.) It never forced him to do anything.

No, Viktor probably wouldn't have made those choices if he wasn't being manipulated by the Hexcore, but he was still himself. Manipulated or not, he still chose to do all those things-and he has to live with that.)

(I just really like the "Not Quite Mind Control" trope.)

hmmm its. complicated. like ok give a second to go on this little side tangent, i do need to explain my thoughts on this because i have no idea what the FUCK is going on with the hexcore and the wild rune and the arcane.

like ok Viktor accidentally bleeds on the wild rune at the gates and it gives him a vision of the Hexcore. he makes the hexcore, accidentally gets his blood on that (neither is his fault but this has gotta stop happening man). and it merges with his dna and forms some kinda mental connection with him and becomes sentient. but like. what does it want exactly? at first it's just to fuse with viktor. and then when it gets to do that it wants him to "heal" people and basically spread it's magic to others. alright but uh. why? because i genuinely cannot figure out what the hexcore was trying to accomplish. i remember their being an interview that when "sky" disappears the hexcore's purpose is complete and thus is not needed anymore. ok but WHAT PURPOSE!!! if prolonging it's existence isn't the main goal, then what is? it has a goal that viktor isn't aware of, so what does it serve exactly? what is it trying to do? spread the arcane? does the arcane have enough of a will to want that? can it have a will? a consciousness? is the hexcore trying to give the arcane a consciousness through viktor and/or the hivemind? has viktor inadvertently become the arcane's consciousness and the hexcore is trying to help him become more powerful?? is the arcane/hexcore trying to get rid of the barrier between it and the rest of normal realm? why? and why could it not use other mages for that purpose? does it need the wild rune? but like why? what does the concept of the wild rune and the anomaly have to do with each other? i thought wild runes were naturally apart of the arcane so how can it also be the anomaly?? i dont. i dont get it. maybe i missed something but i just dont know. whatever explanation i can come up with is something i can never say is canon because they just straight dont say or even imply what it could be. so know that everything im saying from here on out is my own fucked up interpretation/theory of whats going on

i see the hexcore as like. a Kyubey type entity. its not actively evil or malicious, it just doesnt feel. it has goal (even though i dont know WHAT THAT GOAL IS!!!) and it will accomplish that goal by any means necessary. it cannot force Viktor to do anything, but it can do everything in it's power to get him to do what it wants. dampening his emotions in his physical form so it's an easier cut from Jayce and piltover, causing these halluncations that actively lead him to where it wants him to go, using Sky's form as a way to exploit his guilt and his loneliness, taking advantage of every insecurity and every dream to help other people to spread the "healing" magic, etc etc. technically it never forced him to do anything, but between Viktor no longer being in his right mind and the hexcore orchestrating everything within his power to control him and the reality around him, it's hardly a real choice.

speaking viktor's mental state, he's uh. he's not doing well. between dying and coming back to life, jayce's betrayal (both the weapons and being fused to the hexcore) and then his disappearance, the war decimating his city, the guilt around Sky and seeing her constantly, and having the thing you feared the most happen to you at the hand of someone you love...yeah not good. like thats gotta fuck someone up in general.

and even ignoring all the inherent trauma that comes from being viktor arcane, there's the fact that like. you cant force a human mind and soul into divinity and NOT expect there to be consequences. the entirety of the arcane is pouring into his mind, and even with the filter from the hexcore, it's gotta have an effect on him. stretched a human's soul into the form of a god, trying to understand concepts and truths he wasn't meant to comprehend, and you cant be surprised when he goes a little insane.

to put it lightly he is NOT in his right mind nor does he actually know the potential consequences of what he's doing. He's certainly at fault for a lot but i have a hard to saying he's entirely at fault for everything because he was so mentally fucked up and a lot of what happened forced upon him or happened through manipulation. he certainly fucks up but good lord he should not have been in charge of a tamagotchi let alone the fate of the world

but (assuming he survives post canon. which i AM) i don't think he'd really even care. He's already got a fuck ton of self hatred and self worth issues and the guilt is suffocating. there are thousands of people dead because he let himself believe the hexcore's lies and that he could help people like this. People came to him for help and he stole their humanity and killed them. even if he hadn't mean to, even if he didn't know it doesn't bring them back. it doesnt undo the damage. he almost ended the world and killed jayce and that was entirely his choice. it was still all by his hand and he has to live with that fact