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[vampiricmechanic]

tumblr keeps DUPLICATING MY POSTS MAKE IT STOP

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I was wondering when they were going to play with the fact the Doctor is black now. 13 being faced with how people think of women was one of my favourite things in her era, so I was curious how they were going to treat his skin colour this season, if at all.

And honestly, Dot And Bubble exceeded all my expectations on the matter!

What a lot of episodes about racism and bigotry do is coddle the viewer. They make clear early on "this is an episode about RACISM and why it's WRONG!" As if you've never heard of the concept before and don't know it's bad. The episode will often portray racism in an extreme sense and show the viewer the main characters are above that.

What Dot And Bubble did, for the entire episode, was letting the viewer figure it out on their own. There was no coddling, only racism as it silently existed. A perfectly pastel and white community with not a single person of colour and the only visible outlier being a goth white kid. And in this world, the first thing the character we follow did, was to block a black guy with a face of disgust.

The title screen rolls and you're left to rationalise it. Surely it was because he was not in her contact list/saying all kinds of mind blowing stuff... Right? Except when Ruby enters her feed and talks about it, she actually replies back... With an eye roll, but she replies... and keeps talking... and listening.

The episode continues, still not a single POC besides the Doctor. They reveal this is an exclusive place for rich people, and eventually the character in question even admits she thought the Doctor was a different person because "I thought you looked the same".

What this episode also does well, is portraying a character we wish to see change and find a better life behind that change. We see Lindy struggle to navigate the world without her bubble, calling herself stupid, and we genuinely hope she DOES learn to be better, even as you slowly pick up on what's been going on sofar. You are left to hope she'll thank him and realise the error of her ways, and maybe find a new drive to think for herself.

And then she doesn't.

She stays in her bubble, doubling down on how she feels about the Doctor, how they're excited to be like their settler ancestors, and finally CLEARLY revealing to the viewers what's been off this whole time... and the scene asks: did YOU notice the signs? Did you see what went wrong along the way, or did you only notice just now when it's explicitly shown to you? And why do you think that is?

It challenges the perspective of the viewer and tells you to reflect on why you didn't see it coming, and that is so so powerful.

The Doctor's reaction to this scene..... 👌👌👌👌

His mouth is ajar, stunned beyond belief that after all he's done and all he can offer, the offer to literally save their lives, he is reduced to someone who's nothing more than the hue of his skin. He yells at them, telling them he doesn't care what they think of him because he's still the same doctor he's always been, and to still get rejected with a dirty look... Which hits extra hard when you remember how much the Doctor loves being himself. He LOVES being the Doctor again! And he walks with such a pep in his step, celebrating his existence and sharing it with all he meets... and then he tries to save some rich white kids from certain death.

His performance in that moment was literally phenomenal. It's a narrative that's so powerful and so creative in its execution, my jaw was still on the floor throughout the credits.

This episode is definitely up there as one of my favourites sofar

[verstappen-cult]

HOW YOU GET THE GIRL | CL16

— 02. THE MEDDLING

PREV. PART | NEXT PART — [ SERIES MASTERLIST ]

summary: in which charles has an embarrassing crush on alex's childhood best friend and everyone meddles. content warnings: faceclaim is taylor hill but you can picture her as you’d like! some cursing and for the sake of the smau imola was not canceled. note: thank you sm for the love you showed the first part! once again if you see some mistakes please know that english is not my first language and i noticed them once everything was finished. if you want to be added to the taglist, just let me know! ♡

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MAY 14, 2023.

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📍 ROMA, ITALY

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alex_albon Don’t believe anything they say, I won ⛳️

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lilymhe i’m not gonna say anything. 🤐

user35 so it is true. they were with charles and Y/N user36 We don’t know that user37 someone working there confirmed it

charles_leclerc mate you fell like three times

user38 WE GOT THE CONFIRMATION user39 omg this makes it real user40 BUT WAS Y/N ACTUALLY THERE

user41 not his entire comment section filled with charles and Y/N fans 🙄🙄🙄

user42 PARENTS

yourusername shut up you know i won

user43 OH MY GOD OH MY GODDDD user44 i cant believe it i’m having a crisis over this user45 context pls user46 everyone’s saying they were in a double date and apparently this is the confirmation.

pierregasly thanks for (not) inviting me!!!

📍 ROMA, ITALY

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yourusername i won. i have witnesses.

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alex_albon keep saying that 🥱

yourusername SHUT UP

user47 not a single pic of charles and her together but we know they were together

user48 feeding us crumbs

user49 she looks so pretty

zendaya tom keeps saying we need to play golf when you’re back in london.

yourusername tell him i’m gonna kick his ass

landonorris you should play with people that actually knows how to play: ME

lilymhe SORRY? yourusername dw lils, i have your back

user50 i love how she’s befriending everyone

user51 thanks to alex user52 and your point is? user51 she’s using him for his fame user53 LOOOOOOL

pierregasly thanks for (not) inviting me!!!

user54 what’s more hilarious to me than this whole “double date” discourse are pierre comments on both alex and Y/N posts because they did not invite him.

Y/N & ALEX’S iMESSAGE

THURSDAY MAY 18, 2023 — PRESS CONFERENCE

charles is sitting next to lando and max, pierre next to him as alex stands in front of them. he’s aware they’re talking about what they’re expecting from this weekend, but he can’t seem to focus on what they are actually saying, only picking up pieces of the conversation. he’s too focused on his phone, the message thread he has with Y/N staring back at him. the last text he has from her is just a simple ‘cool’ after he was trying to play it cool.

“what you doing, charlie?” max asks, playfully poking him in the ribs. he immediately locks his phone, raising his head only to find that everyone is looking at him already.

“i know what he’s doing.” lando wiggles his eyebrows and charles wonders if he really needs his fingers to race. “you screwed up.”

charles knows he screwed up, and definitely doesn’t need lando reminding him the awful mistake he made for just trying not to sound too intense because, of course, he’s made that mistake in the past. and every girl he’s had something with always said the same: ‘you’re too much, charles’, ‘you’re taking things too fast, we should take a break.’ so ever since the last girl he dated, once again, said the same thing, charles promised himself he would not be that guy.

“hey,” alex has this look of pity in his eyes that he doesn’t like, not even one bit. “maybe we could do something to help you.”

“i don’t need your help.” charles’ tone is too sharp and abrupt it’s makes him feel a little bad for talking to his friends like that. but just a little.

“look, you like her, right?” pierre chimes in, but doesn’t wait for an answer. “alex is his best friend, if you want a chance with her, he’s the only one who can help you right now.”

but why does he wanna help him?

alex must see the question written all over his face because he says, “she’s dated a few assholes in the past and i really want something good for her. i trust you, charles.” he tries to look serious which only makes charles laugh. “besides, i have the perfect idea.”

ALEX’S iMESSAGE — MAY 18, 2023

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📍 VENICE, ITALY — MAY 19, 2023

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yourusername a few days ago i had the pleasure to celebrate two of my favorite people, Chloe and Scotty James. and spent two wonderful days filled with love and joy in the beautiful venice! so happy for you both. 👩🏼‍❤️‍👨🏼🩷

i wish i could stay here forever, but back to reality for now. :(

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user55 i didn’t know she’s friends with the strolls

lance_stroll I have very embarrassing videos of you, just remember that 🍾

user56 why lance and Y/N look kinda good together

user57 That’s exactly what I was thinking. They would look pretty good as a couple user58 he has a girlfriend user59 and Y/N is probably dating charles user57 only rumors

user60 back to reality? she’s not gonna be in the paddock this weekend?

user61 why would she? nobody wants her there

user62 i thought she was in italy for the gp

user63 just a coincidence user62 still hoping she’ll be there

francisca.cgomes I’m gonna need to borrow that beautiful dress! ❤️

user63 she really knows everyone now user64 literally. she was just one time at a race and befriended everyone

user65 i feel like we’re missing something

Y/N’s iMESSAGE

SATURDAY MAY 20, 2023 — THE MISSION 007 DINNER

the second you see a head of brown hair standing at the door, you want to walk over to where alex is sitting and smash his head on the table. you made sure before arriving to the restaurant that charles was not gonna be there tonight, even lando told you he was busy with some ferrari event. obviously, both lied to you.

“hey, charles!” george, who’s standing next to you, his girlfriend carmen at your other side, waves at him. and for the first time since that fateful dinner a few days ago, you make eye contact with his bright brown eyes.

butterflies break free inside your belly, even when you try to repress everything he makes you feel.

you’ve known charles for no more than ten days but it really feels like you’ve known each other your whole life. everything is so easy with him, you can’t remember when was the last time you felt this way, if it ever happened.

you thought everything was going well between you two and, for a minute, you let yourself believe he could like you. but then he gave you the cold shoulder and everything came crashing down.

and that’s your problem. you always feel so much in so little time that when things don’t go the way you’d like, everything hurts twice as hard.

there’s no one to blame but you.

“hey,” is it possible to like the sound of his voice so much that you feel your knees going weak?

“you’re the last one to arrive. here,” george shares a look with his girlfriend that you don’t really know how to read, and both move aside. “you’re sitting here tonight. we’ll go find our seats.”

you want the earth to swallow you. you want to be in a plane far away from here because the seat george is pointing at it’s right next to yours.

before you can open your mouth to say something, the couple slips away. and suddenly it feels like you and charles are the only ones in the room.

no one says a word for what feels like hours. you’re actually trying to find a excuse to leave when charles sighs, defeated.

“i’m sorry.” his voice is almost a whisper, something only for you to hear. “i acted like an idiot.”

“yeah,” you agree because you don’t know what else to say. he did act like an idiot, ignoring you for days, not answering your texts even when you asked him if something was wrong.

“i can explain if you’d let me.”

his brown eyes bore into yours, so soft and sincere your heart skips a beat. and even if you want to say no, your whole body begs you to accept.

“let’s eat first and enjoy the evening,” his face lights up like a kid on christmas day. “then i’ll let you buy me dessert and we can talk.”

TWITTER — SUNDAY MAY 21, 2023

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note: i hope you liked it. i’m sorry if i forgot to tag you! please let me know what you think, likes and reblogs are greatly appreciated. <3

[radioappleheadcanons]

Part three! (here are parts one and two) This one is a bit more Vox-heavy than the others, but that's because I couldn't think of any other things, they'd have issues over once they worked through the things mentioned in the first two parts. So, picking up where we left off.

A large portion of the city got to see Vox freaking out and yelling at Alastor, demanding to know who his supposed rival is and why they got to make demands of him. One-half of the viewers are convinced that Alastor must have done something because Vox would never be upset that he's not a rival. Now, he clearly just wants to know who it is, so he can hold them against Alastor. The other half read the room a bit better and insisted that no, Vox is actually just upset that he's been replaced. It starts several wars within the Vees fandom, which usually Velvette would be angry about, but honestly, she's having too much fun watching it. If it starts really hurting them, she'll do something but for now, she is just watching the chaos, trying to get a feel for it.

But no matter what side they’re on, they all want to know who the person Alastor was talking to on the radio was, and who, if Vox was to be believed, got to negotiate the terms of his forgiveness with Alastor.

But then Vox just shows up in person, insisting that he's there to help. Literally everyone knows he's not, but they can't do much about it, because he does have a live stream going. With a lot of annoyance, they give him a tour. He tries to bribe several people to tell him who the rival is. No one does. They just roll their eyes.

RadioApple has mixed feelings about it. On one hand, Alastor loves attention. He thrives on it. On the other hand, this really isn't anyone's business and he'd prefer if it had never gotten out. Lucifer is in a similar boat. They talk about it, deciding that they simply aren't going to address this. It's not the greatest idea but they know that feeding into it will just make it worse. So, Vox has doubled the doubt of drones he's got watching the hotel, and now they have people showing up to try and scope them out. Thankfully after kicking a few of them out and wrecking the drones they get the point across.

Meanwhile, after dealing with it a bit, RadioApple decides that it'll be funny to mess with people. So, they have Lucifer use a voice filter and do Al's radio show. They have Alastor, sans fillters, answer the phone when the sins call Lucifer. They enjoy the sheer chaos, and no one puts the pieces together, because the sins aren't talking to sinners, and the sinners can't even get to the other sins. Alastor in particular enjoys watching people fail around like a bunch of headless chickens trying to figure it all out. But they also just never mention it again, which just makes everything worse because they now have no leads whatsoever at all and everyone is just wondering if maybe Alastor was just screwing with them.

Only he definitely seems to be in a better mood and refers to whoever this person is sometimes. Eventually everyone (-vox) accepts that they're not getting answers. and then the world rival changes into a partner, and everything loses their mind because WHAT? Surely you don't mean the same mysterious rival right? No? You do? Okay well, what does that mean?

People are finally desperate enough to try to get information out of the others, which is a mistake because the others make it to mess with them. So, there's a lot of ‘Oh the Roach King? Yes, his Raoch Queen is wonderful’ or ‘Oh Strawberry Pimp’s latest commitment, yeah they hot together’ and the like.

[mrspark7777777]

Atp I'm genuinely wondering whether I should just drop BTS and Jikook and just focus on JM, the only one who gives his everything for his work, not even an ounce jealous of anyone and is ready to give his own spotlight to his loved ones. While The negativity I feel from certain members towards him is so high. With JK too, he wasn't able to stay a bit more or visit Jimin during FACE era but got time to travel half world to see Tae. Ik jikookers like JK thus not calling out his bs and only dragging Tae for his double face. Jimin might love both of them so much so he might not be expressing this distaste but Jimin doesn't deserve this bro. When he'll find someone who'll genuinely be there for him whenever he needs him ? Atp the only one who has genuinely supported his all ventures is Jhope. They are the real soulmates of the group not the one assigned by Fandom.

I am so confused by your ask, anon. Is there a different JK other than the one I know? Which BTS do you mean? Because the one I know has member JK who has always put Jimin first. Always protected and defended him even when he didn't need it. Always been there for him.

Did you just miss this part?

Music is almost everything to Jimin the perfectionist and JK has always been there to help him. Be it a listening ear, or vocal lessons. Its literally INSANE to me when people like u come to me to denounce JK for something V did. JK who btw, has always corrected any misinformation thats been laid down by V. JK who purposely doesn't feed the vermin if he can help it.

So anon, what are you on about? Seriously. Here is a post I made ages ago about how well JK shows up.

And God knows i didn't even scratch the surface.

JK wasn't able to stay a bit more or visit Jimin during FACE

Bro, the editing on that Bangtan Bomb is so shady we don't know how long JK stayed. As for not visiting Jimin's promotions a) they were short as hell. we even saw how shocked JK was to find that out during that Jimin live where he asked to come visit and Jimin informed him he was done. So you've conveniently forgotten that JK was asking to go see Jimin. b) Jimin went to live with Pdogg during the production of FACE. We have talked about this alot already but he did so to avoid distractions and I bet you his boyfriend would have been the biggest distraction of them all. So don't be blaming JK for a decision Jimin made. c) last but not least please stop conveniently forgetting just how much JK promoted and supported FACE. Something he never did for any other member.

U wanna stop supporting BTS and JK, you do you. But don't sit there and say JK doesn't care about Jimin or has never supported him because you would be lying.

[ocean-waters]

hey ocean!!! :-) for the love your fandom ask game, let's try 14, 16 and 25!! ✨

Hey Rin! Thanks for the ask ❤️ you picked some good questions

#14: the ship that always makes you smile

Hmm. I wonder. Yknow.. I can't seem to recall any that would.

Alright, seriously, there has not been another ship like rinharu. Honestly, I struggle to put it into words since it's mostly feelings.

This pairing altered my brain chemistry and rewired me. Literally defined my taste when it comes to ship. If it reminds me of rinharu, there is a high chance i'll ship it. It's a ship that's got it all. Just the dynamic is so addicting and fun and thrilling. There is not one moment when they're together that is not overloaded with feeling. They play off of each other so well. They're both opposites, but also more similar than they realize. They have fantastic chemistry, and they are both so passionate, but they can also be pretty soft with each other too. Their moments make the show. I mean, they are the "core-axis" of free! After all.

From the very beginning of their story together, it's always been so entertaining. I loved seeing how their relationship started, grew, and evolved. It was love at first sight (or I guess you could say it was actually love at first swim). Rin's determination was unwavering, and he kept trying until he finally smashed his way through Haru's walls and eventually won him over with his charm, all while being absolutely enamored by Haru himself. And he truly did shake up Haru's entire world. Haru was so sure the only thing he needed was to feel the water. Then, in comes this smiley and annoyingly persistent kid and shows him a sight he's never seen before, and makes him feel so many funny feelings.

They're both so taken with one another, even if they don't want to admit it. I love how Rin gushes about Haru at any chance he gets, and how Haru is constantly thinking about Rin whenever they're apart. And i mean, gosh he quit swimming because he thought he hurt Rin. He had that much of an impact on Haru. They both drive each other forward, improve one another, and becomes their best selves together. Their relationship certainly wasn't without its bumps along the way, but i think that just makes it more interesting.

Seriously, when it comes to these two, they could be doing anything, and they would still have me smiling. I will treasure them forever.

#16: a tiny detail in canon that you want more people to appreciate

Not sure if some of these really count as "tiny", but:

● I just genuinely love that whenever Haru has flashbacks of his childhood moments with Rin, the first thing he remembers/thinks about is his smile, and the scene is always tinted pink with cherry blossoms.

● Rin's friendship with Nagisa. He pretends to be aggravated by him, but he's got quite the soft spot for him too.

● How perceptive Nagisa truly is. He notices the small things about his friends and their behaviors. It's so sweet

● Haru's love for weird looking creatures, like northern stoplight loose-jaw kun. He would have loved sacabambaspis.

● Haru's hobby of wood carving. I would love one of his handcrafted iwatobi chan charms.

● Also one I learned about recently: Haru actually has double-jointed knees!

#25: a piece of advice for taking care of yourself in fandom spaces

Fandom, as fun as it is, unfortunately has its rotten side. You'll inevitably come across pointless discourse of any kind during your time in it. The best thing you can do is honestly just avoid engaging with it. Don't ruin your own happiness by starting arguments with people who simply won't listen. If they're constantly popping up on your feed, simply block them and keep enjoying your side of the fandom. Constantly being met with people being destructively negative about the things you enjoy will do nothing except bring you down. It is so much nicer to just be able to enjoy things. You don't have anything to prove to anyone, and you don't need to justify yourself for liking a certain character or a ship. Just post what you want in your own circle. Be free!

(That being said, there are actually interesting discussions one can have with people who are actually willing to listen and debate properly, and those can be good experiences too. I'm just talking about discourse like ship wars or arguments like: Rin Matsuoka is a toxic character, and you're problematic if you like him!!1!!11! and such)

[From the "love your fandom" ask game]

[unpopularwriter25]

It’s me again ^0^ I rlly liked the last one w/ Keiko and I have one more oc for kny if thats ok? :D

Name: Sora Hoshino

Age: 23/24

Gender: Female || Sexuality: Straight

Appearance: Sora’s short, only 150cm tall. She’s plump and chubby, having a pear shaped body. (Sora has chubby turnip legs hehe). She has black to purple hair which is often tied up in a bun. She has a scar across the middle of her face, reaching up to her nose. Sora has earrings shaped as a star. Hoshino wears the usual demon slayer uniform (black) but sleeveless. Sora has a dark blue haori which do not cover up her shoulders. The bottom is decorated with white constellations. Her eyes are often seen as tired, but her smile is soft and gentle. Sora also wears a monocle on her right eye!|| Weapon: Sora uses a scythe which also doubles as a grappling hook!

Personality: She’s quite shy upon first encounters, often hesitating to even squeak a single word from her throat. But as the Constellation Hashira warms up to the person, Sora tends to speak quite loudly and often talks with excitement and enthusiasm about her interests. When she’s on missions with younger slayers, Sora acts like a mother figure. Sora makes sure that the slayers are comfortable and have some hope in themselves before and after the mission. “Objection! I disagree!” Is not something Sora would outright say, often silently withdrawing herself from the conversation. In all in all, Sora is a shy but yet, loud and enthusiastic character. She enjoys taking care of those younger than her and enjoys talking about her interests.

Hobbies: Sora spends her free time researching and working on biology and chemistry. She enjoys helping Shinobu in her free time at the Butterfly Mansion. She also enjoys chasing snails and other insects. Sora does get quite angry when someone insults the bug or crushes it. The Constellation Hashira often researches about bugs or constellations (obviously). She based her breathing style off of her love for constellations and the stars. She also enjoys reading, cooking, and writing!

Likes/Dislikes: Sora enjoys spending time with children. Playing, comforting, feeding, you name it! She likes curling up in a warm room, being cuddled and just reading her favourite book in silence. Sora also enjoys physical affection, and is her main way of showing her love (if she’s not reading cheesy poems or yapping about some new bug she read about). Sora does not like it when someone insults a random roach she had found and now keeps as a pet. She gets easily angry when they do so. In general, she does not like insulting unless it’s to an evil person/demon. Sora doesn’t enjoy being alone for too long, it starts to get to her slowly. Hoshino is also ashamed of her body, thinking she’s too wide or chubby.

A bit of background information: Sora used to be a mother and wife, unfortunately both have passed away due to a demon. Hence why she has decided to become a slayer. Sora often questions her ability when it comes to missions, wondering if she could really protect the people she loves. (Sora does bash herself if one of the slayers she is working with gets seriously hurt).

ANYWAYS TYSM!!!!!! AHHH!!! This is super fun for me as I get to see who (my already shipped) ocs get to be paired with! This allows me to experiment with all sorts of new ships. I really am super happy, TYSM!!!!

Thank you for the request!! I hope you enjoy!!

I ship you with Tengen Uzui!!

Tengen’s larger-than-life, flamboyant personality is a perfect counterbalance to Sora’s shy and reserved demeanor. His confidence and assertiveness can help Sora feel more at ease and gradually draw her out of her shell. Conversely, Sora’s gentle and nurturing nature can temper Tengen’s occasional brashness, grounding him and providing a calming influence.

Once Sora warms up to someone, she becomes loud and enthusiastic, similar to Tengen’s always-energetic persona. This shared enthusiasm can create a vibrant, lively atmosphere when they are together, fostering a strong, supportive bond.

Sora’s motherly instincts towards younger slayers align with Tengen’s protective nature towards his comrades and wives. Both characters are deeply compassionate and prioritize the well-being of those around them, making them a formidable team in both battle and daily life.

Their shared experiences of loss (Sora losing her family, and Tengen his siblings and many comrades) create a foundation of mutual understanding and empathy. This common ground allows them to provide each other with emotional support and comfort.

The significant height difference between Tengen (198 cm) and Sora (150 cm) creates a visually striking pair. Tengen’s tall, imposing figure contrasts with Sora’s petite stature, emphasizing his protective role and her delicate yet strong presence.

Their physical contrast can also lead to endearing interactions, such as Tengen often looking out for Sora, and Sora providing subtle, nurturing care for Tengen.

Tengen’s flamboyant and colorful style, with his headband, flashy attire, and jewel-adorned look, contrasts beautifully with Sora’s dark blue and black uniform decorated with white constellations. This visual diversity highlights their unique personalities and strengths.

Sora’s role as a mother figure to younger slayers complements Tengen’s protective nature. Together, they can create a supportive environment for their comrades, ensuring both physical safety and emotional well-being.

Tengen’s experience and skills as a Hashira can help mentor Sora in combat techniques and strategies, while Sora’s nurturing side can aid in caring for injured or traumatized slayers, complementing Tengen’s efforts.

Sora’s Constellation Breathing techniques, which likely involve intricate and celestial-themed moves, can synergize with Tengen’s Sound Breathing, which focuses on rhythm and explosive power. Their combined abilities can create a unique and formidable fighting style, covering each other’s weaknesses and enhancing their strengths.

Sora’s scythe, doubling as a grappling hook, offers versatility and agility in combat, complementing Tengen’s dual Nichirin cleavers. This combination can lead to innovative strategies and dynamic teamwork in battle.

Both characters have experienced significant loss due to demons. This shared history allows them to understand each other’s pain and provide mutual support. Tengen’s resilience and confidence can help Sora build her self-assurance, while Sora’s gentle, nurturing presence can offer Tengen the emotional solace he sometimes needs.

Tengen’s unwavering confidence can inspire Sora to believe more in her own abilities, helping her overcome her self-doubt and insecurities about her body and skills. In turn, Sora’s empathetic nature can help Tengen connect more deeply with his own emotions and those of others.

Tengen’s Sound Breathing, which utilizes sound waves and explosive techniques, can be complemented by Sora’s Constellation Breathing, which likely involves precise, celestial-themed attacks. This combination can create a powerful and versatile combat duo, capable of handling various types of demons and battle scenarios.

Sora’s grappling hook scythe adds a layer of mobility and surprise to their combat tactics, while Tengen’s agility and strength can provide the brute force needed in battles. Their different yet complementary fighting styles allow them to adapt to various challenges and support each other effectively.

[j4xotto]

Despite what people might think, Valentine’s Day was actually one of Jax’s favourite days of the year. He loved all the cheesy conventions of the holiday, the string of romcoms he could always count to be on at the movies, the candy chocolate hearts, and even the sight of red roses lining every street corner in NYC, the price dropping the closer it got to February fourteenth. The fact that he wasn’t able to love his significant other openly never dampened his enthusiasm for the holiday. Sure, it stung a little that he couldn’t join in on the Instagram posts and parade his loved one in front of the world, but it never stopped him from splashing out on an armful of roses for his loved ones, whether that be his Mum or Annie.

Guilt washed over him as he thought of Annie, who’d been keeping him at arms length ever since the revelation he’d been spending their favourite holiday with another girl. No matter where Jax was in the world, he had always made a point of coming home to Annie so that he could spoil her rotten. They’d spend the holiday curled up under blankets, watching When Harry Met Sally, or his best friend would put on her prettiest red dress and he’d take her out. Jax knew, perhaps more than most, just how lonely Annie could get, and this time of year only seemed to exasperate it. Her Dad adored her but also sheltered her, which meant dating was generally a no-go. And because Annie was one of the most beautiful people he knew, inside and out, he never for a second wanted her to be lonely.

Scrolling through his Instagram, he was relieved, and a little tickled, to see Elias’ face plastered all over Annie’s feed, as well as her story. It alleviated a little bit of pressure on his chest to know Annie wasn’t alone.

“Didn’t think he had it in him.” Jax mumbled, his thumb double-tapping over Eli’s face. Although, if he knew Annie, he could almost be certain she had been the one to make the first move. Either way, he was sure Eli was over the moon to have the girl of his dreams on his arm.

“What was that?”

Lifting his head, Jax noticed his uber driver had his eyes trained on him in the rearview mirror, having mistaken Jax’s words as meant for him. The man flushed a little in embarrassment, shaking his head as his driver moved his eyes back to the road.

“Just talking to myself, sorry.” Jax apologised in his soft, Australian lilt. Running his clammy hands over the fabric of his jeans, Jax thought about Sephy. Lovely, agreeable, funny Sephy, who’d said she\d spend the day with him despite the fact he was certain she could have any man, any man at all as her Valentine. And why was he nervous? It would be funny, if it weren’t so pitiful, that the one Valentine he got to show off happened to be a woman he wasn’t even really dating.

For about the fourth time in their short drive, Jax felt the other man’s eyes on him.

“Sorry to ask, man. You look so familiar to me, are you Jax Otto?” he asked, a smirk playing at the corner of his lips.

A high, nervous laugh fell from Jax’s lips as he shoved his hands in his pockets, fumbling around for his phone. Not for the first time, Jax wondered exactly what had given him away. Sometimes it was that people couldn’t recognise Jax outside of his race suit, outside of the car, even. Other times people heard the accent, the dark crop of hair, the too-nice clothes and made the connection, much to Jax’s dismay.

“Uh, yeah. That’s me.” Jax stated, trying to inject some enthusiasm into his voice. As Jax grew more nervous, however, the man behind the wheel grew even more animated.

“Oh, man! I can’t believe I’m driving Jax Otto, wait till my wife finds out - she loves you, Jax, just loves you.”

The city whooshed by as Jax nodded good-naturedly, tapping out a text to Sephy to let her know he wasn’t far now.

“Tell your Mrs I say hi then, won’t you?” Jax said, leaning forward to clap his driver on the shoulder. “Can you just pull over here? This is me.”

The uber screeched to a sudden stop outside of Sephy’s Brownstone. The whole thing was so new that Jax and Sephy had never stepped into one another’s apartments, the man was half afraid he’d get lost on the way there. Jax looked down his phone, as though to make sure this was the right address. He had half a mind to step out onto the street, walk up those steps and call for her himself.

“Jax, man, is that your girl?”

Lifting his head, Jax was filled with a sudden quiet reassurance at the blonde head of hair ducking out from behind the door. A small, pleased smile crossed his features as his hand found the car door handle, spilling out onto the street to greet her.

“Yeah, that’s her.”

[vividfriend]

hey! I was actually the anon in that last one! But yeah, Otohan showing up again would definitely make Imogen lose control again. Especially if Laudna is threatened again. And it will always be that way as she is Imogen's one weakness.

Thus why it's the flip side of Cadudeus Clay's claim.

Yes. It's love that saves people. Because it can also damn them.

We saw that with Delilah Briarwood and how her devotion to Sylas made her subservient to the Whispered One and thus she was unable to escape her fate. And now Imogen is on the verge of following suit. The only difference is that Imogen doesn't want to destroy the world with her powers... but what if she is yet again provoked by Laudna's life being at risk?

Her overprotectiveness would thus end up becoming a double-edged Sword of Damocles that will always threaten to cut her down, and that is equal parts terrifying and heartbreaking.

Oh hi friend! :)

The fact that Imogen is wrapped in a cross-campaign parallel with Delilah fucking Briarwood both feeds my soul and bleeds it, in the best way possible. I really love the example of the Sword of Damocles there bc MAN that fits so well in this scenario. You’re right, it’s both equally terrifying and heartbreaking.

It also raises the question, how much does Laudna know about Delilah Briarwood? She obviously knows of her as Lady Briarwood of Whitestone but she also sees her as the murderer living in her head that she fears may or may not be puppeteering her actions.

We’ve got around 28ish years of Laudna wondering the world with just her murderer-companion and unfortunately we haven’t gotten to the point where it’s been explored too much yet in the show. Makes me wonder how much has been revealed to Laudna? (How much is Marisha showing the audience?)

Will Laudna make that terrifying connection between Delilah and Imogen?

Will she do so before it’s too late? Before Imogen goes too far? (I mean, Imogen is already at a precipice here and if she finds another dead end when trying to get Laudna back…)

But also what the fuck is Delilah’s end game here?

[edsforehead]

Random Eddie HCs and thoughts I have, some NSFW:

- Eddie has absolutely sketched what he imagines you look like naked in his notebook.

- Eddie has posed in front of his mirror naked with a hard on. Sometimes he’ll flex his muscles to see how he looks, others he’ll post with his guitar.

- Sometimes he likes to speak in various voices and accents. Sometimes it’s deep, sometimes it’s high pitch, sometimes a transatlantic accent, an English accent, russian accent, etc.

- Speaking of accents, he’s assigned names and voices to the stray cats around the trailer park. Each one has their own distinct personality. When he feeds them, he greets them in different voices. One day you guys are hanging out on top of his trailer and hear a loud screech nearby. When you look over you see two cats having a tussle about 12 feet away, near the food bowls he’s left out. As one bap bap baps the other, he immediately launches into an old school mafia accent, narrating the fight. “George I told you to keep ya dirty mitts outta my food bowl you see, I saw you take my fish snacks, keep doin that and we’re gonna have a real problem you see!” You’re dying laughing and say “not the fish snack! George!”. He’s looking at you and smiling, both because of the situation and his ability to make you laugh, which is his favorite thing in the world. He feels like a million bucks when he does, a hero, especially if you also touch his arm or shoulder. When your laughter dies down he starts lookin around for something to throw in the cats direction to break up the fight. As he grabs a small branch that fell onto the roof he says “alright, thats enough George, Berny, shows over. I’ll getcha guys more snacks tomorrow” and flings it over so it lands a few feet away from them, causing them to run in opposite directions.

- Eddie has absolutely tasted his own cum. A few times, actually. The first time was out of curiosity, to see if it was as nasty as people seem to act like it is. After jerking off, he dips his finger into one of the sticky puddles on his chest and brings it to his tongue, immediately making a disgusted face before the taste even hits him. When it does, the expression melts away and he thinks, that’s actually not that bad. It’s salty but otherwise kind of neutral to him, though he can imagine why some people wouldn’t like it. The second and third time, it was mainly to make sure his first impression of it not being so bad was correct, and also he wondered if someone else would like his taste, if you would like his taste.

- Eddie loves peanut butter. Whenever he makes a pb&j sandwich, he’ll layer on a thick serving of peanut butter and either a thin swipe of jelly OR a heaping, dribbling pile of jelly, no in between, which he eats with a glass of milk. He thinks it’s the best thing ever. When he’s done he licks his fingers clean of the peanut butter & jelly that dribbled off, and licks his plate clean.

- One day you come over and he makes you a pb&j as a snack, while you’re munching away you see him dip his fingers into the open jar to scoop up a thick layer of peanut butter and start to lick his fingers clean. Your face is frozen into a look of shock and disgust, and when as he starts to go in again for a second helping you yell “Eddie!! That’s disgusting!” And start eyeing your sandwich with distrust. “What! This jar is just for you and me, Wayne has his own, you think I have cooties or something? And we share drinks all the time!” Your only response is to furrow your brow and gape at him in disbelief. “Ugh, fine” he grumbles as he gets up to grab a spoon. When he returns he plops down, scoops up a healthy serving, licks it off, and gives you a wide grin. As though the spoon is going to erase all the finger scooping and double dipping he’s done. You just shake your head, roll your eyes and continue eating your sandwich. It’s too late anyway, you’d already taken several bites out of the half in your hand. He starts talking about new song corroded coffin is writing, and as he does he stretches his legs out underneath the table until one of his feet slides up right next to yours, where he keeps it for the rest of your meal. He likes to find small ways of always touching you.

- As a kid, before Wayne was officially Eddie’s caretaker, his dad would occasionally drop him off at his trailer to look after, particularly on holidays. Whenever he had him on a Halloween Eddie would want to dress up like a hero, super or otherwise. Sometimes it was an honored knight, so he could strike down anyone who threatened those he loved, or spider man, because he wanted to help people in times of need, or sometimes super man, so he could imagine he had the ability to fly far, far away, and have super strength so no one could hurt him.

- Speaking of imagining himself as a hero, as a kid he would often draw himself as one. One with super strength, or a wizard with a magical powers. He’d imagine with a twirl of his staff he’d be could send those who would threaten him flying backwards, or with a few whispered words and a wave of his hands, he’d be able to make whatever he want appear. Sometimes it was a weapon he needed in just that moment, or a steaming bowl of stew, or a pile of magical gold. He’d imagine he had a loyal friend in the form of a fire breathing dragon that was always by his side, and on the occasions it would fly away to feed, he could always count on it to come back and to his rescue just in the nick of time. He’d imagine saving others, his mother, or himself from otherworldly dangers. He often escaped into his own imagination, before reality came knocking and he had to go with his dad on jobs to meet with strange men, face the taunting of his peers, or search the cupboards for food during the many days in a row he was left at home alone.

[judvs]

  ( chase sui wonders, cis woman, she / her )   isn’t that 𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐚 𝐞𝐝𝐠𝐞𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐛𝐞 ? i read a daily prophet article on them, once ; the twenty eight year old half blood witch is a RAVENCLAW alumnus who has gone on to be an obliviator. i’ve heard they can be quite perceptive & competent, but i don’t know… they came off very pretentious & cantankerous in that interview. it really is hard to know what to believe these days, isn’t it ?

𝐇𝐄𝐋𝐏𝐅𝐔𝐋 𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐊𝐒  :

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𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐘  :  ( trigger warnings for suicide mention )

marietta edgecombe is born to isolde edgecombe & anthony mei on august 28th, 1995. her mother is a pureblooded junior wizengamot member who had secured her position through much blood, sweat & tears and her father is a muggleborn historian who spent much of his time lost within the stacks of the ministry archive room. at the time, they are madly in love, but crucially, unmarried - isolde’s parents insist that marietta’s surname be registered as edgecombe, and later, when anthony finally pops the question & the two are married, he also adopts it. 

her earliest years set a precedent that she will never quite manage to change. marietta is a daddy’s girl, through and through, and isolde resents it ; she was the one who had carried her for nine months, done all of the gruelling night feeds, had taken the maternity leave required and felt it a sacrifice of her crucial career building time, and still, marietta lit up the brightest in anthony’s presence. he tries to explain that children are fickle and marietta only seems as if she loves him more because she doesn’t get to see him as much as she does her mother, but isolde takes it to heart as a personal slight.

when marietta, at six years of age, announces to her father that she wants to be a ballerina, isolde senses an opportunity to endear herself all the more to her daughter. as a child, she had been put through piano lessons that she insists she learned to love through perseverence. here is her chance to bond with their daughter, to show her unwavering support, lift her up when she falters and teach her the importance of being tireless in the pursuit of greatness. for a few, wonderous years, they are bonded at the hip. anthony doesn’t have the same skilled fingers when it comes to delicate updos ; he can’t teach marietta how to apply the makeup she starts wearing before she ever hits double digits ; doesn’t cry at the end of the recital, though he never fails to applaud with all his heart. isolde delights in finally being the ‘favorite’ parent, and marietta is too caught up in the early wonderment of her hobby to notice that she and her father are drifting apart. 

beyond early stardom, marietta has a fairly routine gifted kid upbringing. she’s smart enough that she gets good grades at her muggle primary school fairly consistently, and these become expected of her all the time ; back then, that’s an easy mark to hit. she’s comfortable in the knowledge of being loved by both her parents and a huge source of pride for them, but everyone with half a brain can sense where this is going - the pressure on her shoulders to live up to their already set expectations grows the older that she gets, and marietta never quite figures out how to carry that burden. she wants to be perfect, and she never learns the fact that people very rarely are.

she gets bored of ballet the summer before she’s set to attend hogwarts and asks whether she can trade her hobby for something different ; self defense classes, maybe ? my friend’s are all going-  isolde refuses to allow it, and marietta bites her tongue as she receives the first of many speeches about how quitters never prosper.

she’s sorted into ravenclaw on her first night at hogwarts, and while her mother sings her praises and sends her very own ravenclaw scarf by owl the very next day, she doesn’t share her excitement. in fact, for a while, marietta would’ve given anything to have been able to join the hufflepuff table her father always spoke so highly of. she’s growing up, now, away from the environment she had come to know so well, and for the first time marietta is actually aware of the cross that she’s carrying - isolde sees herself in her, and marietta is no longer confident in her ability to live up to that point of view.

things get easier when she meets cho, the truest of her inner house friends. at the very least, she no longer wishes to be anywhere but where she is, which is definitely a step in the right direction. for a long time, marietta’s life at hogwarts is uneventful - she’s not top of her class but she manages to maintain good enough grades to earn passing praise, and though each summer she returns home and begs to quit ballet, she’s never given permission. slowly, marietta learns to resent her mother, and isolde is far from unaware to the attitude that she begins to direct towards her, which curiously seems reserved to her. anthony never earns the same ire, and as these stories go, it soon started to feel as if mother & daughter had gone to war with one another, and no one really knew when either was going to wave the white flag.

cedric diggory is killed during the final task of the triwizard tournament, and marietta has more to contend with than just being a good friend to cho, now grieving a loss she can’t quite fathom. the summer before her sixth year, isolde sits her down and informs her that there are going to be some changes at hogwarts, this year. the ministry of magic are tightening the reins, she’s told, and it’s important to trust in them. she’s one of the few people actually prepared for professor umbridge, but then again ... is there a way to properly prepare yourself for a woman like her ? 

cautioned against making waves with the new inquisitor lest it cause trouble for isolde herself as a senior wizengamot member, marietta is not exactly a willing participant with dumbledore’s army. she agrees to attend the first meeting with cho because no one else does, and she wants to be a supportive friend. she’s reluctant to sign her name on hermione granger’s scroll of parchment, but she still does it. she never actually wants to sneak around and find more and more convoluted ways to get to the room of requirement, but she still does that, too. meanwhile, umbridge is terrorising the school and marietta’s mother sends weekly letters warning her not to get involved in whatever is going on. her betrayal of the da was not an overnight decision. it was something that was bubbling underneath the surface for a while - fear of getting into trouble and ruining her perfect record, fear of her mother losing her job if it came out that she had been running with harry potter, fear of losing cho if she decided to stop showing up to meetings. she was making herself sick with worry, and when umbridge began threatening the use of veritaserum, marietta thought she was doing the right thing by going to her before she comes knocking for her. obviously, she’s wrong. 

in a single night, marietta ruins her own life. sneak rises across her cheeks in huge, red boils, and under the guise of saving her from umbridge manhandling her, kingsley shacklebolt manages to perform a small but still incredibly invasive memory charm on her - to stop her from revealing more of dumbledore’s army, he removes her more shining memories of the group, and later, when marietta is lying in the hospital wing while madam pomfrey and her mother fuss over her ruined face, she struggles to recall what was so good about the da that she kept going back there at all. it’s a difficult position to be in, and it makes her even MORE resentful.

that summer, marietta and her mother come to worse blows than ever before. isolde can barely stand to look at her, and marietta hates her for it ; if nothing else, she knows that it’s her fault that she ended up in this position. she’s the one that told her not to make trouble. she’s the one that terrified her about the idea of umbridge robbing her of her job, and most damning, she’s the one who raised her to be the way she is in the first place. marietta can’t help but feel that maybe if her voice hadn’t been inside of her head all these years, things would’ve turned out differently.

marietta edgecombe, well liked by most within her house before now, vaguely popular by virtue of who she hung out with alone, returns for her seventh year a social pariah. she’s on the outs, and no one wants to be seen with her no matter how thick she applies her foundation. cho is the only one who actually forgives her, and marietta can’t understand why no one else will even hear her out - what happened wasn’t fair, hermione granger’s scroll of parchment was a dirty sort of trick, but nobody seems to agree. after weeks of trying to salvage something for herself, she gives up, though it’s not done happily. the last few months she spends at school are miserable and lonely, and that sets the tone for the next few years.

she exits hogwarts, and the war is heating up. everybody knows it. marietta continues on to st mungo’s, where she begins training as a healer on the spell damage ward, but though she resolves to keep her head down as voldemort and his followers begin to grow more and more active, her parents don’t have the same luxury. the ministry coup forces her father to fake his status, managed only with thanks to a neighbour who agrees to claim him as a cousin, and this keeps him safe from what’s happening to other muggleborns - but it puts isolde in the position of not being able to make waves. anthony wants to go on the run, correctly deducing that he’ll never actually be safe, but she refuses to leave the wizengamot now that she has moved all the further up their ranks ( at the cost of amelia bones’ life ). she’s helping the ministry round up other wix and actively working beneath voldemort and his shadow cabinet, and though marietta and her father understand that this is olsde’s you have to do what you have to do to survive, they are also keenly aware that she NEVER even considered the alternative, never even tried to do any good with her position of power before giving up, entirely. 

marietta doesn’t return to hogwarts for the battle ; the coin that she has kept despite herself burns at the back of the drawer she tossed it in while she works straight through the end of a sixteen hour shift and keeps going. everyone outside of the school knows what’s happening, and everyone knows that the winners of the battle dictate how the rest of their lives will proceed - every radio station in the hospital is tuned to the wwn and potterwatch, healers and patients alike listening with bated breath for that first bit of news that is beaten to the punch by the coworkers who had left to help during the armistice beginning to transport the injured onto the wards, one by one. the war is won. marietta picks up bits and pieces from the people she bustles around and fusses over : harry potter is dead. the da killed lord voldemort. the weasley’s lost a brother- no, not ron, one of the ones with the fireworks, i think, i don’t know which. headmaster snape disappeared. headmaster snape was killed, too. he mightn’t have been a villain after all ? it’s hard to say. kingsley shacklebolt is going to be named minister. cho’s alright. i saw her, after. she survived.

two days after the battle, she goes home to shower and get some sleep somewhere other than the lumpy couch in the staff room. seven hours later, she’s back on the ward. to begin with, marietta helped in the emergency department - there was plenty of reversible spell damage, after all, and she had enough training to be of assistance with the physically injured. then the raids began. kidnapped wix, tortured wix, found in the basements of stately homes, taken immediately to st mungo’s for their care and marietta was given the horrible job of informing their family that they were, as no one said direct but everyone knew was meant, broken beyond repair. time passes in a blur. the hospital - her department, especially - isn’t equipped to deal with the influx of patients. marietta pulls more and more sixteen hour shifts, nineteen hour shifts, twenty four hour shifts. she sleeps on the lumpy couch and she eats whatever is left over in the fridges and she fields phone calls from her mother and assures her father that she’s fine, except she’s not, really, but plenty of people have it worse.

[ TRIGGER WARNING ( SUICIDE MENTION / IMPLIED ) ] she doesn’t really remember the leadup to the decision, anymore. she’s not even sure there was one. it was the dead of summer and she had returned to an empty apartment and a flickering street lamp after another one of those ungodly shifts, and she was meant to be resting up for the next one. she woke up on a muggle hospital ward. her mother can’t believe she would be so selfish, her father just sits there and cries. it’ll be many more months before they find the words to tell her that they’ve decided to separate. [ END TRIGGER ]

it goes without saying, really, that the stress of st mungo’s was too great for her ; she can’t cut it, so she leaves. for a while she lives at home, but after they finally find the words to say that they’ll be divorcing, marietta finds it within herself to tell them that she’ll be moving out again, too. the only thing she accepts from her mother is the offer to put in a good word at the ministry of magic - the rest she’ll do herself, she tells her, though she’s not foolish enough to think that she got her obliviation job based off her own merit, alone.

she never goes back to ballet, never regrets leaving st mungo’s, never wonders if she should’ve made a break for the battle of hogwarts when news reached her of what was happening. slowly, she settles into level three and comes around to the idea of her parents being separate entities from this point onward - she’s too old for the idea of two christmases to excite her, but there’s something to be said about the fact that she no longer needs to see her mother when catching up over tea with anthony. the sneak scar never goes away, but she gets better, at hiding it, and the therapy she starts in the years between the end and the sixth annual battle memorial does wonders for the thoughts and feelings that she struggles most with. a coworker on level three broaches the subject of the order of the phoenix to her, unawares to the tangled web of history marietta has with underground rebellion groups. she doesn’t intend to join, really, but it’s nice to have her options open. it’s nice to be wanted, even. trusted, again. 

by the time that the death eaters as led by bellatrix lestrange become a serious threat, again, and cho seeks her out as the only healer she knows that won’t tell a secret after the diggory sibling is attacked, marietta was actually CONTENT with life as she knew it. but she’d do anything for cho, no questions, and when it led down the road of becoming a contact, she barely hesitated. it’s not that marietta wants to be a hero, this time, or that she thinks she’s the best person for the job. it’s not even that she cares about the da and the part they’re playing in the war, or the order and the part they want them to play. really, it’s that unwavering loyalty to her best friend that drives her - and the spiteful little part of her delighted in becoming a thorn in the side of a select few wix who can’t afford to pull her out. 

𝐃𝐈𝐃𝐍'𝐓 𝐇𝐀𝐕𝐄 𝐀 𝐒𝐏𝐀𝐂𝐄 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐒 :

marietta’s mother, isolde edgecombe, was herself a ravenclaw alumnus best known for a smart mouth and lofty aspirations, when at hogwarts. she ran with the same group as lavinia lacefield and considered them to be her dearest friends, though being a few years older than the majority of them put her in a slightly different position after graduation. she was ... over her head, back then. she didn’t understand how serious blood purism was to begin with, and when she started dating anthony mei, began putting distance between herself and her old friends - a distance solidified all the more by the birth of their daughter. she was always scared of the things she had said and done as a part of their circle coming back and biting her as she went into the ministry of magic as a junior wizengamot member, and then 1997 rolled around and lavinia took the fall for manslaughter for the entire group. she was in a position of saying or doing something, but she chose the good of the many over the good of lavinia, and rather than outing herself as having known more than was presented on paper, she let the other woman go to azkaban. 

𝐖𝐀𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐃 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐍𝐄𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐒  :

fairweather hogwarts based friendships - the ones she had as well as cho, but who she lost post da betrayal. alternate spin on this would be the people who didn’t turn their backs on her as she’d like to believe but were pushed away without even realising, but they’re probably few and far between.

anthony & isolde, her parents, are now separated and divorce is imminent. her dad is dating somebody’s single parent, which has thrown marietta and your character together often as they try and navigate impending step sibling hood.

friends for this point in time ! people who weren’t from hogwarts or who were there but in slytherin / not a part of the da, and have met and befriended her in the past eight years through her ministry job or forced socialisation.

order of the phoenix recruitor. someone went out on a limb and invited / allowed marietta to join the ootp, which was a weird turn of events. she’s quite fond of them, and they should maybe be the same amount of fond over here - if they’re that bit older, i think it’d be fun for them to be even vaguely protective over her.

enemies :) there are many. both from hogwarts and post hogwarts - marietta was much different pre da, but after it people just straight up did not like her, and she has definitely cultivated a pretty unlikable persona in the last few years so ... it’s fair.

she lives alone, but i want her to still have those kind of connects ! neighbours , maybe ? they live beside each other in a shitty apartment complex and the two of them might as well just live together for how often they’re over at each others palces, using each others showers and things depending on who’s is broken that day and who’s isn’t.

cousins via the pureblood edgecombe line would be neat ! 

rapidfire : yule ball date, ex study pals, flings, one night stands, crushes marietta had at school, connell & marianne inspired dynamic or little freak by harry styles inspired dynamic. i will add more as they come to me.

[m1ckeyb3rry]

AIKU AND PROF BIRCH THEY BOTH HAVE THE MF STUBBLE LMFAOOOOOOO

LMAOO no wait that’s so real Karasu being like “maybe *I* need a ground type then I can compete with yuki and show him I’m the man”

Oh yeah huh I didn’t even register that LMAOSJ er anyways HAHAH wait this can be fake death instance #1 Karasu scared shitless like “oh fuck no is she dead where’d she go damn where’s staraptor when I need it” LMAO the way we both thought about the death instance is so funny I hadn’t even read that part of your response yet truly on the same wavelength!! Bro that’s fr me we keep talking about Karasu and I have to keep reminding myself that hes not the love interest in pursuit

LMAOA I imagine them standing outside the base for the abusers or sth getting ready to go in and otoyas like “woohoo a date with nurse joy here I come!” And readers like “we’re so cooked” but in the end they somehow succeed time to cook up what Tullia and Karasu are doing LMAO wait imagine idk like a sorta filler ep moment maybe when you don’t feel like writing/posting something that super central to the main plot and we get the team split up first we see otoya reader then we get a snippet of Karasu tullia LMAO truly dumbass x dumbass chemical reaction there’s no strong duo than that!!! HAHAH another tally already this is so funny maybe he sends his staraptor out like usual but no one can find them fast enough to help them and they’re just like “hey guys!” Cue the “ARE YOU FUCKING INSANE” LMAO

REAL early gen art >>>> im never getting over the scovillain jumpscare it fr haunts me like what the hell is that…

Omg gojo dynamic from pi I agree that was peak (watch me be one of those people swerving to Karasu)

Ok circling back to birch because I saw the separate post first SO REAL ITS REALLY IS GIVING BIRCH??? Bro even his shirt and pants are kinda reminiscent of aiku colors and like I said the fuckass STUBBLE and the vibes just match too well he definitely would get chased into a tree by some runt pokemon LMAOOOOO retired soccer player Aiku is just Prof birch fr

Yeahhh I thought legendaries might’ve been too much which is why I only kinda considered it as a side plot only but when I was thinking of that I fr thought yk zekroms head is kinda giving karasus hair LMAOOO zapdos also gives really strong chigiri vibes but RAYQUAZA I love rayquaza I remember using its mega really often LMAO

Real an iPad is a more convenient size wise also I’m ngl I am a Google office (??) HATER I remember having to move a doc from word to gdocs and the entire formatting got fucked up and I was like what the fuck just happened????? Like the margins and spacings doubled and shit but wtv….i don’t use it unless i have too google sheets is also ASS bro my dumbass just said “wait is pages not on apple comps/macs” then I remembered that you said you have a windows….the way I already forgot that info from like two seconds ago….

JJK BORUTO crying lowk unless the sequel directly address and includes the current characters I probably won’t bother with anything beyond whatever makes it to my social media feeds either

LOOKING FORWARD TO IT aikulations or not I’ll be ready to laugh

YOU DESERVE IT you truly at the goat of goats wait that’s also so cool that’s essentially what I do when I read (except in reverse order) I lowk wonder how many things we imagine are the same (like small details yk) like I have a very clear visual of what the restaurant they sat in looks like and the outside and the parking lot (buildings and architecture are my greatest enemies in terms of drawing and layout though so I fear I won’t be able to draw it out but maybe I can find a similar looking place?? We’ll see LMAO) but yeah that essentially happens whenever I read stories and books too it’s kinda funny when I see cover art for a book and I’m like oh that’s not what I imagined but ok go off

But OMG???? I will keep my eyes peeled fs but if you’re saying it’s something insane it’ll definitely be something where I lose my mind over so now I’m even more curious LOL also that’s so me I definitely unintentionally pass out more than I should only to wake up and be like haha oh shit

LMAOO tiktok please send a hot audio Mira’s way!!! Im still amazed by bfb though 41k is actually insane for a one shot if anything I feel like that just means your next long fic is just gonna be HUGE wait actually speaking of assuming pursuit is like the pi long fic equivalent for bllk where do hollyhock and peregrine fall on the scale? Just kinda curious LOL not sure if you meant for those to be of the same length or if they’re not like long long if ykwim

Also I’d like you to know that right as I was about to hit send i select all’ed (??) this entire ask and almost deleted it I think if that happened I would’ve passed out

- Karasu anon

THE AIKU BIRCH PARALLEL I WAS CRYINGGGG it was too good 😭 the vibes match up SO well too i can just see niko rescuing him with a random starter pokémon so well LMAOAOA niko the true protagonist of pursuit boruto nagiy/n daughter charles and kurona are just side characters in his adventure

okay ykw is hilarious i just checked yuki’s team and he has an electric type too (manectric) so karasu DEFINITELY needs a ground type because of his electric type ptsd 😭 once he gets garchomp and lucario though he honestly has a good shot at beating yuki just in terms of type match ups though…like talonflame easily takes breloom, honchkrow can deal with alakazam, lucario packs up steelix, garchomp beats noivern and manectric, so the only one left is azumarill and ngl i think one of the birds like staraptor or pidgeot has a decent chance against that KFFJDJSJ so at the end of the day karasu does clutch up 🤩

LMAOO the funniest thing is like because she gets deino relatively early (i think it’ll be her third pokémon??? she’ll catch joltik beforehand) none of karasu’s birds have fully evolved yet so he’s just like WHERE IS MY DAMN STARLY in my mind his birds don’t evolve until he runs away because they need that freedom and consistently tough battling to really be pushed into evolution yk?? but no you’re so right pursuit karasu is so ideal man like nagi’s lucky reader brotherzoned karasu immediately or else he’d be in trouble (jk)

LITERALLY bro otoya’s just thinking about how nurse joy will love him after his (she won’t) meanwhile reader’s like yeah we’re done for but somehow they pull it off (probably thanks to joltik aka undisputed goat of reader’s team) but omg imagine it’s like reader and otoya going through hell trying to save all of these pokémon and then the chapter just cuts to tullia and karasu trying on clothes FJSKDJSJ infernape’s getting a massage karasu’s buying treats for starly it’s truly such a contrast 😭 HELP reader and otoya are subject to an entire lecture from karasu afterwards (mostly otoya because reader told karasu it was his fault) they’re just sitting there like niko after the game against team z LMAOAOAOA

IT HAUNTS ME TOO DW I THINK ABOUT IT QUITE FREQUENTLY AND NEGATIVELY HAHAAHA the early gen art with the water color vibe is so pretty though i love it!!

please it’s okay i’m doing my best not to swerve myself 😟 it’s fine though as long as i give a pi gojo vibe to him too it should be okay i hope…like this is our stressed out bird obsessed big brother DJFJSJS we have to lock in and go crazy for nagi fr

okay wait imagine that pursuit is kind of like a prequel to the main games?? in the sense that reader and nagi and all fix training and the perception of trainers so it’s closer to what it’s like in the game series…and then niko is the protagonist of the games themselves (i can def see him w one of the little zygarde cells as well as zygarde itself) with nagiy/n’s daughter, charles, and kurona as the little trio of rivals ☝🏻 nagiy/n’s daughter getting yveltal (taking after her mother in terms of looking sweet but having demonic team members), kurona getting xerneas, and charles getting nothing (him with a legendary is TERRIFYING)

brooo google suite sucks but it’s more convenient than word because i can access it on my phone without any extra effort 😓 so a bit more convenient than word for that reason but it’s so glitchy and annoying that i just switched to pages straight up LMAOAOAOA

i feel like everyone must picture smth different!! especially because i don’t describe settings to the point that it’s very obvious what you’re supposed to be imagining just general vibes yk…i feel like it’s probably based on your prior experiences?? but if you ever draw or find reference images do send them in hehe i will appreciate it 🤩

AAHHH I’M ASSUMING IT LIVED UP TO THE HYPE pursuit drop last night was crazy fr 😰 given that the mini prologue was 2.5k words alone i think we can predict that the word count is going to be insane 😭 peregrine if i had to guess would be in that 80-100k word count range and hollyhock could be more or less than that really depending on how deep i decide to go with the lore and how much of the in between i decide to show!! if that makes sense LMAOO

[visceralfractal]

Statement of Pamela Remington, regarding the disappearance and reappearance of her half-sister. Statement begins.

I would have you know that up until sometime last week, I didn’t know I had a sister. My father was a very covert man, you see, and a very powerful man. He was what your Institute’s great scholars might call a Hunter. I never saw him that way. He was just Father on a good day and Wilhelm Remington on a bad one.

I didn’t know she existed until I found that picture. I can’t bring myself to think of her as anything but she. I’m sure she has a name, but I’ll be damned if I know it. She is female, or at least she was. She has long, matted black hair that hangs down over the back of her neck. She wears ratty old white dresses and fake pearl bracelets the color of bleached bone. Her mother was with her in the photo. Quite a beautiful woman, I admit. I understand why Wilhelm was so tempted by her.

You see, she is a bastard, and she knows this. Another woman’s child, by my father. My wonderful, loving father, who thought gifts and pretty words and false kindnesses could buy him a double life. I wouldn’t, couldn’t have it.

I’d Hunted with him for years. He’d trained me to take on his duty when he was gone. He gave me his rifle, the heirloom Remington bolt-action rifle that made our family so much useless money, and I shot him through the head with it.

I think she saw him before then, actually. I heard him mention something offhand, exactly three days before he died, that he’d seen claw marks on the windows. When I came to look, there was nothing of the kind. At least, not that I could see.

My family is touched. I don’t mean only by the Hunt, I mean touched in the head. We have a long history of delusions, psychosis, breaks from reality. That’s what my father initially thought my visions were. I saw things, things that were true and things that weren’t, but none of them were ever really there. Kind of like my father, if you want to get metaphorical, but I’m not one to philosophize, nor one to dwell on the past. I was just told that making this statement might help me find her again.

Well, he put me on pills and took me to doctors and it never really helped. In fact, it only seemed to make things worse, and that was about when he started to guess that it was more than mundane psychosis. When my visions started to come true. They showed me things, gave me information. Not always reliable information, mind you, but reliable enough.

I think it was when I showed him to the door that he really got scared.

I don’t always perfectly remember what I saw on the other side. It’s like trying to describe the colors that you see in static. But I do remember that it hurt. It hurt so fucking badly, and all he did was stand there and watch me flounder around like an idiot in a dimension where up was down and right was wrong and nothing made any sense.

Is that how she felt when her life was upended?

It cut my throat. Right here. Don’t ask me to name it, I don’t know names. If you wanted me to tell you the truth, I’d say the door cut my throat, or it cut itself and I was cracked by the broken pieces. But the truth would not make sense to you, and it would not feed your Eye. So, instead, I make up stories.

That’s how I learned to glitch. It took me a long time to track her, even with the glitching. I can only go short distances, and I can’t always control how much of me ends up in a given place. But I did find her eventually, or maybe she found me.

It was about a week after she got out of that wretched asylum. I called ahead. Maybe she knew?

Oh, I remember now. She did give me her name. Rem. What a pretty name. I told her my name was Pamela. She kept trying to call me Pam, for whatever reason, but I was very insistent. She seemed…surprised? I don’t think she’s used to people being that stubborn.

Well, we talked for a while about nothing in particular. Nothing of particular interest to you, surely. Has she met you already? Oh, silly me, you can’t answer my questions! All you do is get answers. You delve and dig and drag them out of people’s minds. I should be mad. After a fashion, I am. But if your Eye can help me find my sister, Hunt her down and help her back and tell her all the things I’ve done, then I’ll be glad of it.

Rem. Remember that, please.

Statement ends.

[reefer-reelz-n-reviews]

Spice World (1997)

Smoking: Jaaayyyssss

 

Spice Girls is something that I grew up with. I may have only been 5 when the movie came out, but If you wanna be my lover, you gotta get with my friends. What more can I say? And what girl doesn’t like a girl power movie sing-a-long.

Growing up Baby Spice, Emma Bunton, was my favorite, now I’m much more partial to Scary Spice, Mel B. Probably my favorite part about this movie is that it is a movie, about a documentary, and also another movie. And probably the most unrealistic thing about this movie is how much space they have on their personal double decker bus.

They really are all different not just like their names but their personalities. But they are all so close even with their friends outside of their group.

Seeing Baby Spice with those huge platform shoes on takes me back lol! And makes me wonder how short she really is.

Ummm. There was literally a thunderstorm in the evil newspaper guys office. Like wtf? Lolol. Not something I’ve noticed before, and watching it stoned I was like, “Wait what?” hahaha.

Posh Spice, Victoria Beckham, has a mini runway on her side of the bus…and its not like it runs into the other side of the bus.. Mel B while looking at the fish tank on the bus, “There’s the ugly one that reminds me of my ex-boyfriend Stephen,” I’m crying hahaha!

I love getting to watch the part where they perform, I’m the Leader of the Gang and the guys first come out in those white short shorts, and the compromise ends up being this purple jump suit with their butts hanging out. I mean, it was either that or basically looking at their peeps hanging full on in your face basically.

Next, we have aliens. They literally get to meet fans from outterspace. What? Interstellar perverts. Who want tickets to their show. And get an autograph. And Ginger Spice, Geri Horner, gives one of them a kiss. I mean cute but kind of gross lol.

Wonder if you ever recognized that Meat Loaf was in the movie too. He was the bus driver. Even says his family “I won’t do that,” phrase in the movie.

I like getting to watch the movie guys pitching ideas to their manager. The Spice Force 5 I think is the closest one. Freaking Mel B was the explosives expert and she does the lever for the bomb and you see these buildings collapse and she stands up and goes, “Oh no!” This is why she is my favorite now haha! She cracks me up!

You know this whole time, up until doing this review. I thought that the manager in this movie was played by Steve Valentine, but really its Richard E. Grant… in my defense it’s the side burns okay.. my bad 😝

I never really understood why they took their pregnant friend who is literally over due to have her baby to a club. Like I feel that wasn’t smart at all. But gotta make the movie more dramatic, right? And then the movie runs into the movie pitchers ideas. Like is it what’s supposed to happen, or is it just the pitch? Hmmm. Then it gets ridiculous... Why would they be on top of the bus?

The chief has the cutest little pig in the movie. It’s like he’s a villain with a cat, but it’s a pig. He ends up feeding it milk at one point. It was really cute.

I love the ending where it’s like we are behind the scenes to them filling the movie, and then they break the 4th wall talking to the people in the theater and at home. Last line, “what happened to the bomb on the bus?!”

I will always love watching this movie. I still listen to their songs on my spotify actually. And probably always will. 80 years old sitting in the house jamming Spice Up Your Life.

That’s all for now! Till next time.

-RRR

[black-kitties]

Chapter 3

Start reading from Chapter 1

Jaz’s trip downtown was hindered by frequent dizzy spells that were plaguing her. She found she kept having to sit or rest herself against a pole to catch her bearings again. Throughout their trip Hero stayed glued to her side and kept moving as if to catch her every time she stumbled. He was a strange dog, especially the way he listened. Jaz was no stranger to talking to animals, though normally they’d just sort of, perk an ear your way at best and only really react to a change in your tone. Other times they’d simply ignore you unless you started baby talking them. Hero though, Hero made eye contact. He paid attention. It was strange.

 “I’m thinking of going to the library. See if theres any missing dog posters online, but also, gotta charge my phone finally.” She explained too him while leaning against a pole. “Also, we gotta see about getting some money. I’m down to one pair of clothes and no cans of food… That pizza will only last us a day or two tops, especially if I have to feed you too.” Hero whimpered as if to say sorry, “Hey, do you know any tricks though? We could put on a show, do a little busk in front of the library for some cash maybe.” He barked. Downtown Metro City was a beautiful place. The streets were immaculate, and everyone rushed about in suits and business casual attire. Even the ground underneath the trees was free of fallen leaf litter. A large, cathedral-like building mixed with modern architecture was the library Lex Luther had bestowed upon the city. Out front of it stood an odd-looking art piece, a polished giant bean that reflected the skyline and passersby in a warped mirror like finish. The entrance was behind three levels of stairs that spanned the entire front of the building, and large white pillars held up the parapet above. The entrance was two overly large double doors of solid thick glass and metal bars spanning their length, propped open. They looked like they could be really heavy, and Jaz wondered just how hard it was to open and close the library.

Inside, no one seemed to notice that Hero was following Jaz. She couldn’t convince him to wait outside and eventually gave up, trying to evade attention as she entered the elevator to floor two where most of the computers were. Each computer sat in its own little cubby space that reminded her of the study spaces she was used to back in university. The small desk had an outlet that she happily plugged her phone into before launching the computer and logging into her own profile. She was a frequent visitor of the previous library until it finally had shuttered its doors last month in preparation for its official move into this building. “You know, Hero. As much as Lex Luther’s likely up to something with the donation of this library… It is really nice; I’ve got to admit. Sucks that people like me have to rely on the charity of people like him, eh?” She shot Hero a smile before loading up the browser and beginning her search.

 This world, like hers, had the same sort of social media sites she was used to, and she quickly found community boards for the city and for pet owners. She sorted through hundreds of posts of missing pets, enough that she’d begun coming across posts commenting on the increased volume of missing pet reports over the last week. “Weird. If you look at the time stamps on all these it went from a couple a day at best, but now its in the double digits a day.” Jaz looked at Hero. “I mean, you’re not alone in being a lost pet, I guess… I hope all those dogs are ok though.” Her instincts were telling her it had something to do with dinosaurs… “This world is so weird.” She muttered under her breath.

 After scouring sites for an hour while Hero watched over her shoulder, she finally sat back and sighed, running her fingers through her greasy hair. “Nothing about you. It’s like no one is looking for you… At least, no family is.” Jaz glanced back at Hero who simply stared right back. “I wonder if you’re chipped…” She pressed the power button on her phone and searched up the nearest vet office while she waited. Her phone began chiming the moment it connected to wifi, thirty missed messages from Clara and Teresse.

 ‘What’s up?’

‘How are you? You ok?’

‘Is your phone off?’

‘Yo, space to Jaz, message me when you get this, im worried about you’

‘Jaz its been like a whole day. You promised that you’d keep in touch every day. If you don’t reply back soon im going to tell them that you’re on the planet and have someone look for you.’

‘I’m worried’

 It went on for a bit like that. She quickly thumbed back a reply.

 ‘Yo. I’m good guys. Phone died and I didn’t get to a charge for it for a bit. My bad.’ Behind her Hero made a noise.

 “I’m not gonna tell them I was just in the hospital. Look, they already threatened to tell on me, you think they’d just let me have my fun if they knew I’m hurt?” The noise Hero made sounded chiding. “Good thing you don’t have thumbs, eh? It’s fine. I’m fine, no harm done in the end.” She shrugged. Why was she arguing with a dog again?

 Her phone dinged again.

 ‘If you ever dip for three days, three WHOLE days again, I’m going to tell Batman that you’re down there.’ Jaz stared at the message for a moment longer. She almost put the phone in her pocket without responding but thought better of it.

 ‘I get it. I’m sorry. New library its pretty sick anyways so I shouldn’t have problems with my battery anymore. Tell Izzy I say hi!’

 She logged out of the computer and tried to make her way to the exit, but Hero kept blocking her and giving her a head tilted glance as if he had a question. “What?… What? What do you want?” Frustrated, she brushed past into the elevator. “I don’t know what it is you want. You’re acting weird. Anyways, we’re going to the vet now, I’m gonna see if they can find a chip in your neck or something. Finally get you home. How does that sound.” He looked annoyed. If a dog could even look annoyed.

 The closest vet clinic was only a few blocks away from the new library, set on the second floor of one of the new skyrise towers recently built downtown. She had to follow the signs to find the office inside. The floors were white marble with well maintained indoor plants accenting the lobby and halls. Jaz paused a moment before entering the actual vet office, a sinking feeling filling her gut. The unimpressed look she was afforded by the receptionist seemed to confirm her fears. “Hey. Names Jaz, what’s yours?” She smiled and tried to schmooze the receptionist using the best retail sales tone she could muster.

 “Are you a current member of our practice? We’re not accepting new clients at this time.” The lady had a cold ‘friendly’ tone she’d obviously perfected after years and immediately went back to typing whatever it was she was working on.

 “Well, I was actually wondering if you could check the chip on my buddy here. I found him and judging from his coat and breed, I think he might be owned by one of your own lovely clients.” Jaz gave no indication that she’d noticed the lady’s dismissiveness, or the flash of annoyance that crossed her face the moment Jaz hadn’t immediately left.

 The receptionist clicked her tongue but at least stood up to peer at Hero. She moved to immediately sit down after only a second, before her eyes shot back open and she took another closer look at Hero. She even side stepped around the counter. “Well. If that is the case, you can leave him here. We’ll see too it that he finds his way home.” The lady moved to grab Hero by the collar and a flicker of frustration crossed her face as she realized he didn’t have one.

 “Leave him here? Gosh no,” Jaz cut off the receptionist before she could insist, “I have a vested interest in making sure I personally see Hero returned to his family, so if you don’t mind, he’ll be staying with me.” Something about this lady, the way she seemed to be trying to hide her sudden interest in Hero felt off to Jaz.

 “What, so you can ask for some sort of reward?” Seems she’s going full mask off, Jaz thought.

 “Yep.” She shrugged. She felt no need to try to explain her actual intentions to this Karen. Especially to someone who had already decided not to respect her. “So, I’d appreciate if you’d check the chip now.”

 “It would break our code of ethics to let someone extort money out of our clients. Who’s to say you didn’t steal the dog yourself?” She tried to step in between Hero and Jaz but he swiftly sidestepped her, keeping close to Jaz’s side.

 “If I’d stolen him myself, I wouldn’t be asking you for help finding their home again now, would I?” Anger was boiling in Jaz’s chest now.

 “I wouldn’t know how criminals work. Leave the dog now, or I’ll call security and have you forcibly removed.” The way the woman spoke with such a toxically sweet tone made Jaz grind her teeth.

 At this point she couldn’t contain the glare she levelled at the woman. Her hands balled into fists and her heart was beating hard. It felt like her body was wound tight and ready to fight. She hated the feeling conflict had over her body, “Right.” Her words were clipped, “Then we shall leave.” She turned towards the door calling to Hero to follow. A sharp bark warned Jaz a moment before the lady grabbed her arm with a bruising grip. The receptionist started yelling for security while pulling Jaz away from the door. Try as she might, Jaz was no match for the strength of a regular human in this world. The tension in her body coiled and she found her free hand balled and flying through the air. Before it connected, though, Hero snapped his jaws feigning a bite near the lady’s arm. She reflexively released Jaz who stumbled and slammed herself through the door, Hero close at her heels.

 Security only caught up to them as they crossed the lobby of the building and by then Jaz had regained her balance. She easily dodged the front desk security guards attempt to detain her, slamming her hands into the glass front doors and reeling down the block with Hero at her side. Pedestrians clutching their purses and pockets side stepped out of Jaz’s way. The guards kept up the chase, leaving Jaz with no choice but to rush out into oncoming traffic, snaking her way through at breakneck speed. After a couple blocks she cut through one alley, and down another till she realized she’d lost them.

 Jaz doubled over panting. Hero sniffed the quickly blackening bruise on Jaz’s wrist. “Don’t worry about it,” she gasped. She could feel her heartbeat pounding in her ears and temples, like her whole head was an overinflated balloon that kept expanding and contracting with each beat. “The whole, from another world thing.” She stood straight again, pulling her sleeve down to cover the bruise, “Means I’m physically weaker than even a normal human here.” As if to punctuate that fact, a wave of dizziness caused her to stumble and lean on a wall for balance. Her face felt numb, and her knees were weak. “And I really don’t think I should be running with a head injury again.” She joked, sliding against the wall to sit on the cold cement.

 Hero nudged her good arm and cuddled against her side lending her warmth while she rested. Jaz found herself rambling, “That lady gave me weird vibes. The way she looked at you, its like she recognized you or something. I don’t know, maybe I’m imagining things. I got a head injury after all…” She peeked at Hero who seemed to be listening attentively, “I’m also talking to a dog. I swear I don’t talk this much… Well, that’s a lie, I talk a lot. But not to dogs… Ok that’s another lie.” She sighed running her fingers through her hair. The tender spot at the back of her head caused her to wince when she touched it.

 Thirty minutes later the pounding in her head subsided to a dull throbbing and the bright sunlight no longer stung her eyes. She fished out the phone from her pocket and opened the map she’d downloaded while at the library. It still had all the vets nearby loaded. Scrolling through the options in the map, she noticed one in the ‘shittier’ part of town several miles away. Other transients had warned her not to stay there overnight, in fact to avoid the place all together given that she was a woman, but the vet there might be more forgiving of a vagrant asking for help to return a lost dog to its owner. At the very least, perhaps they’d be more welcoming? After plotting a course that would take them past several more clinics she carefully stood. Her balance seemed to be back, so she removed her hand from the wall.

 They zig zagged across the city though after the third vet on their way Jaz was feeling uncomfortable. Each one they’d passed was closed with obvious signs of a break in. One was covered in police tape with boards over the entrance, another with a broken front window. The final was closed with a sign saying they would remain closed until the recent crime spree subsided. “The hell is happening in this world anyways?” Jaz turned to Hero who looked just as confused as her. “You think its related to that attack we experienced at the pound?” She blinked in surprise, before deciding she imagined the dog nodding at her. “Well, anyways. Last stop.” She headed off in the direction of Southside. Or as the locals had called it: Suicide Slums.

Chapter 4

[amaranthineoceans]

Everything Weird About Deltarune!

Spoiler Warning for Undertale and Both Chapters of Deltarune! Really! I Literally Go Through Everything I Can Remember About Them!

This is a long post so get comfortable. Also note that my brain doesn't process thoughts into words very well so some of these might not be worded in the best way. :)

Deltarune. The first teaser chapter was released on October 31, 2018, and it came out of nowhere. We've all gone through this, but I'll try and go through every single painstaking detail I can remember. Feel free to reblog and add/correct things.

The weirdness begins right off the bat. The title is an anagram of UNDERTALE. We all know Toby likes to use anagrams when he wants to indirectly tell us when things are related, so it's no surprise that when you go to download DELTARUNE, it warns you that the game is designed for people who have played UNDERTALE. You think, "Cool, so it's a sequel? Or maybe a prequel? A different perspective of UNDERTALE perhaps?" You were wrong; so terribly, terribly wrong! I'll elaborate on this later.

Before you download the application, the terms of service that you must agree to beforehand reads simply and plainly, "You accept everything that will happen from now on." This detail was kinda brushed off in the beginning, because, hey, it's Toby Fox. He does weird stuff all the time. But even in the first chapter, it's apparent that the concept of choice, or more accurately, the lack of it, is a very present theme in the game. I would like to remind you that Toby has announced that there will be one ending in the game. One. I'll elaborate on this later.

The program (as in, what the game is called in your files) is named SURVEY PROGRAM. Why not just call it Deltarune like it is when you download chapter two?

The game launches you, without a title screen, without any setting adjustment options, straight into a reference to the theme of the entire franchise: the lack of choice. A strange formless voice guides you through "making a vessel", with what we know now as a fountain in the background. You have the option to make some very disturbing choices in this character creator, such as making its favorite flavor "pain" or expressing your feelings about it with options such as "fear" and "disgust." You name your "creation," tell the formless voice your name (which is different from your vessel's name) and watch as said formless voice muses over your name at an agonizing pace. It thanks you for your time and tells you that your wonderful creation, (cue music cutout and background removal) will now be discarded. "No one can choose who they are in this world." The screen slowly turns white as the voice says, "Your... name... is..."

It gets weirder. The next scene appears from the whiteness and showcases Toriel calling "Kris" out of bed. Kris' area of the room is very bare in contrast to the other side, which we later discover is Asriel's.

It's Toriel. Why is Toriel here?

Kris is kind of an anagram of Frisk (the protagonist of UNDERTALE) but without the F. I highly doubt this is a coincidence.

Speaking with Noelle is the only reason you can proceed (see what i did there?) while finding a partner in the classroom. This means you can't go through the 1st chapter without knowing who she is. Is it because of the Snowgrave route?

Ralsei is just suspicious to me. There's no way he was just waiting in that castle his whole life alone without some mental toil. So either he's insane or he wasn't alone the whole time. What happened? Is it related to how he can close his eyes and see what Susie is going through when she's apart from the party? Was he just watching everything? Is he related to the formless voice?

Susie's icon is the only one without color in the Dark World.

Jevil's fight is more difficult than Sans'.

Your actions have little consequence in the first chapter. If you choose to go genocide, the only difference in the ending is being run out of the kingdom, and this doesn't carry over to the next chapter. Again, lack of choice, people.

If at the end of chapter one, you walk around town, it's mentioned (notably by Noelle) that you're usually not this talkative. If you go to the hospital and speak with the receptionist, they mention that you used to play the piano in the corner. If you decide to attempt to play the said piano, an out-of-key bash can be heard and the receptionist comments on how you used to play beautifully. If you try this in chapter two, the result is the same. All this is confirmation that Kris is acting noticeably weird.

When you leave the Dark World and walk around town, you can find Sans. He "pretends" to recognize you, and if you tell him you recognize him, he tells you it's funny, considering that you two have never met before. He winks. I'm pretty sure he knows that the player is there.

The mention of Papyrus in both games, but the purposeful lack of him. Like he's avoiding you.

If you go upstairs while inside Asgore's flower shop, there are flowers in glass cases resembling his SOUL collection in UNDERTALE. There's a red flower.

You can't enter the church.

The clock in the storage closet shows a different time than all the others in the school.

If you go all the way south in town and into the woods, the music stops and you come across a rusty, double door is in a hill covered in crass. It's locked. If you go this way in chapter two, however, you watch a cutscene where you and susie happen to find Monster Kid from UNDERTALE (or someone resembling them) and an owl kid in front of the door. The owl kid is pressuring Monster Kid to (presumably) break inside, telling them that they don't want to be a wimp like Kris. Does this imply that Kris is connected to this strange door somehow?

The ending. You know what I'm talking about.

Did Kris actually rip out the SOUL (I say "the" because I'm not entirely sure it's Kris') and knife because they wanted to eat the pie? Did they only eat the pie because Toriel caught them?

Why did they look at the player? Are they sick of being controlled? Is that why they freaked out after the Spamton fight? (later)

Anyway, now we're at chapter two.

DELTARUNE Chapter Two was released on September 17th, 2021. 17. Entry Number 17. Sound familiar?

Asriel's part of the room is different from the last chapter. I don't think this means anything sinister, but I think it means Kris notices different things about the room as the story progresses. My theory is that it will become more sinister in each chapter.

Ralsei getting super excited to see Susie and Kris after a day. As in he has separation anxiety and it breaks my heart. not anything suspicious but it makes me sad so it's on the list.

Kris and Susie's rooms. Ralsei REALLY doesn't want them to leave. Seriously get this boy a therapist. Or a stuffed animal. SOMETHING.

Kris having to gather everything from the storage closet so that people appear in the Dark World????? Why??????????????? They had to do the same thing for the computer lab too.

The golden door. I don't trust it.

How/why the heck did Noelle and Berdley go into the Computer Lab Dark World? I don't see either of them just walking into pulsing void doors without Susie.

Apparently the knight has been gone for a bit and can corrupt people's minds? The king in the first chapter doesn't seem like he can be redeemed but Queen just seems,,, not bad, but a little crazy. I wonder what happened.

Then again, name ONE person in this franchise without trauma.

Spamton.

Horror doesn't bother me. Spamton? Spamton bothers me.

SPAMTON. ENOUGH SAID.

A Kromer is a type of hat invented in the '70s. Nobody named Mike is associated with it, that I can find.

SPAMPTON. HOW DO I EVEN DESCRIBE IT.

HIS SONG IS THE ONLY ONE WITH WORDS.

The way he asks Kris is they want to be a heart on a chain their whole life. Like, dude, no wonder they were screaming after the fight.

WHERE DID THE YELLOW HEART COME FROM. YELLOW MEANS JUSTICE. WHY DOES JUSTICE APPLY.

Kris screaming after the fight and the player not being able to hear it. Don't you dare tell me that's just how the game is designed. There are sound effects characters make throughout the game. None that I can think of apply to Kris, apart from when they rip their soul out.

Ralsei brushing off the Spamton fight. Either that's his coping mechanism or he was trying to shut Susie and Kris up to protect them from... something. I'll touch on that in a minute.

According to Queen, DETERMINATION is a key factor in creating a fountain.

Also according to Queen, Kris, Noelle, and Susie all have DETERMINATION SOULS.

Ralsei freaking out about Berdley making a fountain implies that he may also have DETERMINATION. Why I'm bringing all this up will make sense soon.

How was Noelle able to cast Snowgrave... a spell that she, according to her, didn't know?

The Snowgrave route is so twisted.

You manipulate Noelle into killing Berdley and then, when you get back to the computer lab and investigate his corpse, the text box says that he doesn't seem to be awake. As if you're in denial?

Burgerpants recognizes you. Not Kris. As in the player.

The ending. I don't think I need to describe it. Kris is very methodical without the SOUL. (I say "the" because, again, I'm not 100% convinced it's theirs.) I'm saying this about how they left clues that someone broke into the This proves that they are NOT a mindless, vengeful husk.

HOW DID THEY MAKE THE FOUNTAIN WITHOUT THE SOUL INSIDE OF THEM. DID THEY FEED THE SOUL TO IT AFTERWARDS? IS THAT WHAT THAT WAS?

Another point I would like to make is my theory that Ralsei knows much more than he would have us believe. I might put this into a different post because I have yet to gather my points into a coherent bullet point list, so keep an eye out for that.

Anyway apart from Toriel and Susie being VERY heavy sleepers, I think I've gone through everything. I have a few theories.

1. Kris is possessed by the player and figured out that they could make a fountain from Queen and related to Spamton freaking out about freedom. They then decided to make a fountain going by the logic that "this would tick the player off." This is one of my top theories that assumes that the SOUL is theirs.

And 2. Kris is possessed by both the player and the knight. I think the formless voice at the very beginning of the game is the knight, and they somehow needed the player to possess someone with DETERMINATION. If so, then why Kris? We know from Queen that Noelle and Susie, and maybe even Berdley also have DETERMINATION. The most plausible thing I can think of is the fact that human souls are stronger than monster ones.

I do think that the popular theory (about the one that suggests that the Dark Word is nothing but a figment of a child's imagination, and the events that occur in said Dark World are simply children playing with toys) has been thoroughly dashed due to Berdley's murder in the genocide route of the second chapter. Unless he's not dead. Regardless, how the events (or lack thereof) that occur in the second chapter play through the next will be interesting, especially considering Toby's announcement about how there will be one ending to the game. So either Berdley isn't dead, or he will be.

Aaaand I think that's it! Sorry for the long post; let me know your thoughts and if I missed anything!