#it's not quite as bad as if you were from Celestia but it's still pretty bad

[that-foul-legacy-lover]

Thoughts on Abyssal blood staining our skin? Like at some point, our hands are just permanently stained (purple? black?) from helping to patch up Legacy.

I saw your tagging thoughts and can't get stained skin outta my mind lmao

~ The anon who wanted Kaveh but didn't want Baizhu or Ganyu

excellent, my plan worked >:)

the first few times you heal his wounds, the blood washes easily off your skin, but after the stain remains, becoming more and more vibrant each time you have to bandage Foul Legacy. you'll admit that you're a bit scared at first at the sight of your hands now splashed with a deep, eerie violet color- it's as if the Abyss is always with you, seeping into your skin and infecting you- but you quickly grow used to it. if Childe can manage turning into an Abyssal beast, you can get by with your hands stained with the night sky, you reason, and eventually it becomes so normal to you that you barely even notice the color of your hands anymore

on one of your rare free days, you and Foul Legacy are curled up in bed together, flipping through a novel as you absentmindedly stroke his hair. your hand trails to his face, pressing your thumb into his cheek as he purrs, but those purrs suddenly snap as Legacy lets out a sudden yelp, leaping up and snatching your wrist in his claws. he stares at your stained fingers, the darkened nails and tiny, minute cuts across your skin from when his blood burned you, and Foul Legacy weeps. you set your book down and take his face in your hands, allowing him to lean against your palms- at the very least, his tears don't harm you, and you whisper soothingly to him as he cries. Legacy whines softly and grasps your hands gently in his own, delicately licking each cut he can find and tracing a talon over the border between the dark purple and your normal skin. you keep saying that it's okay, that you're alright- but he hurt you, even if it was indirect. he hurt you- and he despises himself for it- but he can see the soft, sweet adoration in your eyes as you kiss his claws, and his star-speckled heart eases, just slightly

the next day, you venture out to the market to buy a good, sturdy pair of gloves

[ruth-odyssey]

༺✩༻ D is for Dangerous

mattheo riddle x fem!reader

wc. 2k

summary: after pairing up with a slytherin for a potion project, you somehow find yourself unable to tear away from him  

tw. fem!reader, reader is implied to be a gryffindor and not British but I don't mention it alot, reader is kinda awkward and has a crude humor (based on my own ngl). My poor attempt at explaining how I make friends. Set in sixth year but we gon pretend everyone is 17 (it's for the plot bear with me) and voldy died so we dont worry about him :)

a/n. Hello! This is my first fic so pls be nice. Started as a theo fic but my moot @celestia-5o5 said reader had more chemistry with mattheo so I changed it. Part 2 should be up pretty soon :) btw 10 galleons is like 73.5 usd

part 2

Potions are fun, well usually it is. You see, Professor Slughorn has a way of making his classes fun and the hardest potions seem like lightwork as long as you have a functioning brain and some sense of what you’re doing. What isn't fun on the other hand are group projects. Sure pairing up with your friends is nice; you know them and you’re sure they'll do their work. But not with people you don't know. So when Slughorn announced at the end of class that the class would have to prepare amortentia in pairs of his choice, you were ready to beg your ancestors for a partner willing to do at least some of the work. But to your demise (and the whole class really) Slughorn announced the pairs would be from different houses in order to ‘improve inter house relationships’, sending a pointed look at Potter and Malfoy. A list was stuck to the board and that was that. 

Sighing as you pack your things, you make your way to the board where a couple of your classmates have crowinding up. You get on your tiptoes, trying to find your family name on the page. (l/n),  (l/n),  (l/n).... Ah it's there! And next to it… Riddle. You press your lips together, turning your head to find the Slytherin. You're not quite sure how the boy even got in Slughorn advanced potion class but you still hope he’ll do his part. At least I could get him to freeze the Ashwinder eggs since it's a pain…” As you try to spot him, you hear a loud “Who the bloody hell is (l/n)” Turning around you finally spot him, he’s sitting on a desk, next to Malfoy, somehow spotting his name a few meters away from the board. His eyes meet your unimpressed one, and he flashes you his signature smirk. You give him a once over, trying your best not to roll your eyes. He makes his way to you, stopping in front of you. 

“Looks like we’re partners huh?” he looks at you with a look you assume makes girls eat in the palm of his hand. Boys…. “I'm going to the library after class, let's meet up there to slip up the ingredient prep.” He surveys your face, nodding. You leave the classroom, hurrying up the stairs to your transfiguration class.

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“Ok we’re gonna need to ask Slughorn to give us some pearl dust, from his personal collection, can you take care of that?” You glance up from your notebook to a seemingly uninterested Mattheo. “Are you even listening?” he glances up “Yeah you’re asking me to fetch the pearl dust.” Ok well maybe the project wouldn’t be so bad. Mattheo straightened up, resting his elbow on the table, joining his hands together. “So tell me, how come I've never heard of you before?” You close your notebook, leaning on your chair, “we never talked before today.” He smirks “Actually I dont think I’ve ever seen you talk to anyone before? Do you even have friends?” You raise an eyebrow, unsure why he seems so interested. “I do have friends…” you cross your arms over your chest, glaring at him. He raised his hands in defeat “hey can't blame me for being curious”. 

Fortunately for you, Mattheo, while being mostly clueless about potion, was willing to both help and learn, taking some task of the amortentia making process upon himself. The month quickly passed, and the potion turned out to be a success. Slughorn was pleasantly surprised by your grade, especially when you confirmed that Matheo did part of it. Which brings you to your current predicament; Matheo and you, standing in front of Slughorn’s desk, waiting for the last of your classmates to leave. “Miss.(l/n), I’d like for you to tutor Mr. Riddle for a few months.” Your eyes widen, taken aback by the professor’s request. “Uhm, professor, may I ask why me?” Slughorn smiles, gathering some paper on his desk, which you assume is for his next class. “I know you are a talented student, Miss.(l/n), and you and Mr. Riddle seems to be quite the team. The potion’s quality was excellent and if what you told me about Mr. Riddle's contribution to it is indeed true… you might be able to help him raise his grades.” He gestures towards Mattheo, continuing “Mr. Riddle here is a talented quidditch player and while I know he doesn't play in your house’s team,  it would truly be a shame if he couldn't play the upcoming seasons because of his grades…” You glance at Mattheo, who sends you a sheepish look. “I.. I'll do it” Mattheo’s eyes widen “really? You will?” you nod, and Slughorn clasp his hands together bleaming. “Excellent, truly admirable Miss.(l/n), it seems you two are the only ones who truly grasped the point of this project!” Seemingly happy with himself, the professor continues talking to himself. You and Mattheo share a look, and decide it might be best to leave. The walk back to the Great Hall is quiet. As you take the stairs to get to transfiguration class he stops you. “Hey I just wanted to say thank you for accepting to tutor me even though” he gestures between the two of you “it's nice I appreciated it.” He smiles and you think Slytherins can't all be bad. You shake your head “no problem, don't mention it… also, the whole Gryffindor and Slytherin should be sworn enemies thing… it's not really my thing so I don't mind… but just because I'm tutoring you doesn't mean I'll cheer for you out there.” you can help but smile. He seems surprised but he simply returns your smile and nods, leaving for his next class. 

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In the first few days you spend tutoring Mattheo you learn a few things. First, all Slytherins aren't stuck ups who believe in blood purity rank, Mattheo and his older brother Tom – and their half-blood status — proved that. Secondly, if there was one thing Mattheo did know, it was quidditch. He’d started playing in second year as a chaser, and he's good, really good. And Thirdly, he had a knack to make you feel at ease, going as far as making your tutoring lessons enjoyable. Well maybe a little too much…..

Leaning back on his chair, Mattheo looks at you.“You know, you aren’t as serious as I originally thought.” You look up from your notebook. “What do you mean?” He smiles as he speaks. “When I first saw you, I assumed you were super serious and reserved.” You think for a moment, answering him with a shrug. “I guess, I’m pretty introverted, I usually make friends when extroverted people adopt me.” Mattheo burst out laughing, earning a disapproving look from Mrs. Pince – the librarian. You shush him, glaring. “Be quiet!! We’re gonna get kicked out because you’re too loud.” Mattheo lowers his voice, trying to keep his laugh to a minimum. “I'm sorry, it's just that I pictured an abandoned kitten in a box when you said that.” You look at him bewildered. “It's a metaphor????” Mattheo takes a deep breath, trying to calm down his laughter. “I know it’s a metaphor but it's the funniest one I’ve ever heard.” You start laughing silently. “Why are you people like this??” Mattheo pretends to be offended by the friendly jab. “How dare you bring my country into this?!” You facepalm, taking a deep breath. “Mattheo this has nothing to do with England,  you’re the most unserious person I’ve ever met, you would laugh at a piece of toast falling.” Mattheo raises his voice, trying to defend himself, a smile tugging his lips. “I do NOT find humor in a piece of toast falling!” He pauses for a moment, his smiles widening further. “Ok maybe I do, but that's beside the point!” The b0th of you continue cracking j0kes until Mrs. Pince has to – quite literally – ask you to leave. Matthew bites back his laugh, sending an apologetic look at Mrs. Pince. “Of course, we were just leaving.” Packing your bags, you leave the library in a hurry.

“I can't believe it, we actually got kicked out of the library” Mattheo’s eyes find yours, an incredulous look on his face, as if the idea of being kicked out of a library – for pretty much disturbing everyone – was inconceivable. You put a hand over your chest, struggling to breathe. “Wait, I literally can't breathe right now.” Mattheo continues laughing, a smile on his face. “We got kicked out of the library….” His face fall suddenly realising what happened “MERLIN’S BEARD WE GOT KICKED OUT OF THE FUCKING LIBRARY!!” “MATTHEO QUIET DOWN!!!” He covers his mouth, realizing how loud he just was. He turns to you whispering. “If they tell Slughorn I’m totally getting detention,” You shake your head, “It's fine we were just a bit loud, they won't give you detention for that… right?” Mattheo passes a hand through his hair, looking around the hallway. “Who knows, maybe Dumbeldore will decide to give me detention AND make us pay for a library pass..” He lowers his voice, seeing some very confused Ravenclaws nearby, staring skeptically. 

You sign “Man I'm too broke for library pass….” Mattheo dramatically puts a hand over his heart, pretending to be heartbroken. “You can't afford the 10 galleons?? Me neither.” You turn your head towards him. “Charging us 10 galleons for a library pass is crazy” Mattheo shrugs, acting as if 10 galleons is pocket change. “Well if it's the price to pay to enter the forbidden lands of the library...” He glanced at you, cracking a smile. Doubling up with laughter, you shake your head as you start walking “shut up Riddle.” Mattheo laughs as well, catching up to you. “I mean, it was kinda your fault we got kicked out.” “ME??? I did nothing! YOU are the trouble maker mister!” Mattheo crosses his arm, offended. “Why am I the one being pinned as a troublemaker?! YOU were the one that kept laughing!” He rolls his eyes playfully, giving you a slight shove. “Dang and you also hit women huh?” Mattheo looks at you horrified, almost tripping on air. “I do NOT hit women. And even if I did, THAT wasn't even a hit! It was a shove, a light one at that.”

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As it turns out, you were indeed right; Slytherins – despite their house’s history – are not all wicked people destined to use black magic. Mattheo, judging you were close enough, decided to introduce you to his group and friend. Draco, Blaise, Lorenzo, Theodore and Pansy. Blaise, despite his cold facade, quickly became a brotherly figure, always saving you seats, and making sure no one was giving you trouble. Lorenzo, while being a slytherin, was a ray of sunshine, always lifting the mood, and eager for gossip. Speaking of gossip, the amount of information Pansy had told you over the few weeks you’ve known her was appalling. The sheer amount of detail was enough that you knew she definitely had to have inside sources in every house. Theodore on the other hand was nothing short but quiet and sleepy. The boy – while being described as an excellent student by his teachers – had a habit of falling asleep pretty much everywhere. You once found him sleeping, a lit cigarette in his mouth. Mattheo assured you it was a common occurrence and that the boy was indeed all right. 

As for Draco, even the ‘wicked’ prince of Slytherin – or blond ferret depending who you’re asking – isn't as wicked as he is said to be. Annoying and pretentious? Yes. But also extremely fun to annoy. “I’ll let you know that the Malfoys are part of the Sacred 28!” He says, clearly proud of his pure-blood heritage. You exchange a look with Blaise, who starts laughing as if he knew exactly what you were itching to say. You look back at Draco, cracking a smile “You guys must really like to keep it in the family, huh?” It takes him a few seconds to realize the innuendo, while the whole group bursts out laughing. He looks baffled, and for a few seconds you think he just might try to hex you. “I- How dare you. We do not practice incest!” He crosses his arms over his chest, sulking – yes the famous prince of Slytherin is sulking – “Oh come on Malfoy don't be a baby I only was joking.” Your apology drowning in the sound of laughter. 

[colourstreakgryffin]

Lucifer x Celestia!reader romantic headcanons

Haha! You know what? It’s time! Let’s do it, babe! I can imagine a Celestia! Reader would probably meld well with Lucifer! I may much more prefer Lucifer and Lilith as a couple but I will always appreciate him getting somebody who truly loves him so let’s begin~! Sorry, I took so long!

Lucifer Morningstar- Princess and the King

You became the de-facto teacher and mother figure of Lucifer’s beloved daughter, Charlie when she came to you, a very known and powerful Overlord called a ‘Princess’ for help in running her Hotel, all with very little payment on your end. You trained and mentored her as you saw her as in need. You’re quite elegant, graceful yet you’re strong and intuitive

Lucifer met you through Charlie during his visit to the Hazbin Hotel and may I say, he was interested in you right from the start. You’re not only pretty and tall… kinda reminding him of Lilith, but you look after his babygirl as she told him and he appreciates that a LOT

So, he decided to befriend you upon approaching you. He is far too interested to truly pass off this opportunity, to learn about the woman taking care of his beloved babygirl

It’s almost like you two were naturally built to hit it off since he basically forgot to go around and meet ALL of Charlie’s friends since he was so busy with you

Yes, he did end up getting your number during his day visit to the Hotel, and you two would spend most of the time texting back and forth to one another about Charlie on a cordial acquaintance level yet it changed into a mutual respective friendship overtime and you two learnt you share common interests

Lucifer does feel bad about this at first… about falling in love with another woman since he is still so hung up and smitten for Lilith, but then again. He doesn’t want to leave you hanging to dry and he wants to give you a chance. You’re a wonderful woman, you deserve a try

So, he did give it a go and he doesn’t regret it. Sure, he still loves Lilith but he also knows he loves you so he wants to choose you. You haven’t left him like she did, he deserves better to so whilst he is still stuck up over his separated wife, he’s quite happy with you

Lucifer absolutely gives you rubber ducks as a sign of his affection. He made you as a rubber duck! Look! Are you proud? Do you like it? He hopes you like it— he really needs validation and he needs to hear you to be happy

Lucifer is extremely romantic and cheesy. You being both graceful and wise yet willing to go along with anything to make your loved ones happy, you go along with everything he does; his cute little flirts, his gifts, his asks to go on the most sappy dates ever. He’s sappy, give him a break

Lucifer loves your beautiful majestically waving hair so much, multi-coloured, long, it sways like it’s water. He loves to brush it for you and he even loves to dress you so you dress him back. It’s a cute little thing you two share, dressing each other

Lucifer would absolutely protect you, mundane situation or not. Even if you’re a wise older Overlord here that absolutely can care for yourself. He knows you have limits whilst he really lacks those so he can take on anything. Even a fellow higher-ranked angel. You’re the one Sinner he genuinely likes so sit back, let him handle this!

Lucifer uses his wings a lot. Wing play is his form of affection, he’ll use them to embrace you whenever his arms are occupied, he’ll use them to shield you from the rain, he’ll even use them as a extra pair of arms to carry you about. Even if he is completely free, hell. He’ll even wrap you in his feathery angelic wings so you can rest, it looks silly but it’s very warm and he knows that

Please be dominant with him. He is a bottom, he is submissive. He is far too cute and whiny to be a top, there is nothing he loves more than tall dominant authoritative strong women and like Lilith, you are that. Possessing more of a caring lenient heart but nevertheless

Slap his ass, he’s squeaking. Rub over his horns or wings, he’s melting. Throw him over your shoulder, Lucifer’s already trying so damn hard to bite back a moan. He’s too much of a pillow princess to even try top you so show him his place and he’ll be calling you ‘Mistress’ for a whole month

Lucifer likes having baths with you… because it means he can bring all his rubber duckies then go all awe like a child at you showing him rubber duckies can be used in the relaxing massaging warm bubble baths you two share

Lucifer loves sleeping with you. Once again, please let him sleep with you. Cuddled up against your torso, he loves being on the top and being on your breasts. It’s so soft and he’ll even kiss them as a good night gesture, because he’s so silly. He sleeps like a rock cuddled up on you

Lucifer knows you have a sister, a little sister that maintains the nighttime and the moon and he does his best to befriend her! In-fact, he considers her like a second daughter. Especially since your little sister is close to Charlie’s age and even has befriended Charlie. Lucifer does like to give presents to your sister at times and he’ll happily do anything for her, if it means you and her are happy

You may be a princess in the City, the princess of the day and the Princess who maintains all weather but you’re the Queen to him. The new Queen of Hell and the Queen of Daytime

Lucifer may struggle with moving on from Lilith but thanks to you, his past love for Lilith has re-manifested into a loyal love for you. He doesn’t want Lilith anymore, even if she does ever come back. He wants you, the better option. Better for him and for his babygirl

“Applecake! Applecake! Do you think Charlie would like this? Is it cute enough? You’d know, right! Is the ruffles too much! I want her birthday gala to be absolutely perfect! Really? Oh! I love you so much! Thank you for helping me!”

[plaindangan]

Celestia Ludenberg Ask Tweak

Disclaimer: R18 material! If not to your liking then please do not view!

(Original ask was hidden due to issue concerning a pic I added right on the page. Since I don't think I can win an appeal for it, decided to basically re-post the ask, now tweaked with the image 'gone'. Hope you enjoy!)

"Celestia's been awful busy lately, throwing and bouncing her plump pale ass for whoever pays her enough - those effectively useless panties with "BAD BITCH" printed on them have been netting her a bunch of customers!" - Anon

"Ugh, must you make moi sound so...whore-ish? I am merely offering a service that I must say is far more refined than what you claim I-"

*Suddenly, a flatscreen TV pops out with quite the recording on it, of Celeste twerking right on her poker table as Makoto strokes his cock out~*

"Enjoy it while it lasts, Naegi~ I bet you must like this, huh? Havin' my fat, bouncy, ass just--" SLAM!! Chips were flying everywhere as Celeste absolutely slammed her heavy buns right onto the table and didn't even bother stopping there. The video would be filled with constant, steady, stream of wriggly slams on the table. Something that only served to get Naegi to beat his meat faster. "Crash right onto this table? Huh? Feeling lucky for paying little Taeko to do something so filthy? Such a degenerate boy~ A! Absolutely! Filthy! Boy!!"

SLAM! SLAM! SLAM SLAM!! "A-a-aaaaah, C-celeste...." breathed out Makoto, but the gambler sighed and shook her gothic moons, pretty much fully exposed from her panties, right in Makoto's face. "Hey!! Remember? When I'm doing this...call me Taeko~ Taeko the Ultimate Twerkslut~ Ya hear me?~ Or...maybe a few shakes on your dick -- forasteeppricemindyou-- would change my big boy's mi-!!" CRASH!!!

...Well...that was a brick through the TV. Enraged, a snarling Celestia stamped out of the room.

"Alright, which dumbass, fucking, cum for brains, jackass sent out that video!! That's supposed to be for private usage, goddamnit!!!!!!!!!!!!" As she seethed and screamed, she was completely unaware that not only was she still wearing her 'Bad Bitch' panties...

She also had her skirt hiked up to show off the Ultimate 'Twerksluts' ass and the amount of money she had slipped in off of that morning's work alone~

[kiiromaru]

THH's Moral Alignement and Reasoning

[spoiler for danganronpa 1]

disclaimer: I haven't read the novels, also these aren't character analysis, just my reasoning for why i put them in this category, also please add onto it if you disagree or have anything to say ^^

Lawful Good

Sakura Ogami: She always takes decisions that she considers to be the best for the people around her : trying to proctect her dojo by accepting to work with Monokuma or committing suicide and making sure to write a letter explaining to everyone why she did it as to resolve the situation and create a more peaceful atmosphere among them.

Kyoko Kirigiri: She has good intentions and i feel like what pushes her to act is kind of a "i can do it therefore i should do it" mindset.

Chihiro Fujisaki: Cute baby sunshine, never did anything wrong in their life.

Ishimaru Kiyotaka: He's the Ultimate Moral Compass, pretty self-explanatory.

Naegi Makoto: A genuinely good person who tries his best to be kind.

Neutral Good

Aoi: We can see during chapter 4 that she put her personal beliefs above all else but even if she tried to kill everyone i still think that she is a good person.

Toko (Ultra Despair Girl): If we were talking solely about THH i would've put her in Neutral Evil since she doesn't care about anyone but herself and is pretty mean (also something that i find very interesting during the 4th trial is that even if throughout the game she seems totally devoted and in love with Byakuya + her obvious lack of self esteem she still chose to defend herself when she thought Genocide Jack had killed Sakura which could've led to his death), but the character development she gets in that game is golden so yeah.

Chaotic Good

Mondo: Feel free to disagree with me on that because of the fact that he killed Chihiro who very much did not deserve it but contrary to what Naegi says in the game it absolutely wasn't a cold blooded murder, himself stating that he blacked-out while killing them. I still chose to put him in good because otherwise he really tried to do the right thing (protecting Chihiro's secret by moving their body or even when in the anime he covered Mukuro's bldy with his coat it showed that he was a kind person) + we also know that he uses his influence to minimize tensions between gangs.

True Neutral

Byakuya: I feel like his god complex makes him kind of uncapable to relate to other people and consider their struggles on the same level as him so he doesn't care about anyone + we saw during the 2nd trial that he definitely can't be described as a good person. I truly feel like he couldn't care less about rules or moral implications as he considers himself above it.

Leon: His actions only seem to be motivated by what he wants in that moment without a lot of reasoning behind it, like changing from baseball to music or killing Sayaka when he could've totally ran away after she tried to kill him.

Chaotic Neutral 

Sayaka : I feel like she's morally neutral in the way where she's so goal-oriented that she doesn't care too much about the means to get to an end (which is also implicate in her backstory) but she's aware that what she does might bad : she was willing to let everyone die and pin the crime on Naegi but once her plan failed she still made sure to save everyone instead by writing Leon's name.

Yasuhiro : I hesitated to put him in chaotic evil because of the fact that he quite literally could have/tried to kill Sakura + he never was particularly kind to no one in the game and tried to steal money from us during his free time (tbh im still kinda mad at the wasted potential of making him a nice chill guy but well). In the end i went for neutral because i feel like its more a case of picking the worst possible choice than being a bad person, even if he is quite selfish.

Lawful Evil 

Hifumi: The reason i put him in "lawful" is because what convinced him to kill Ishimaru was Celestia accusing him of SA, which is an understandable reason especially paired with the chance to get out happy and with Celestia but he was still willing to sacrifice everyone to get out so lawful evil it is.

Neutral Evil

Celestia Lundenberg: It was pretty complicated but i settled on this alignement if we take the things she tells us at face value (since i've seen a few people saying that she wasn't actually trying to win the game and that's why her plan was so sloppy). I don't feel like she's a bad person but she doesn't care about doing bad things to get what she wants.

Mukuro Ikusaba: That's where me not reading the novels probably makes a difference because i know that she gets more development there but based on the game and the anime i have to put her here, even if she was obviously manipulated by Junko she still seemed to agree with her.

Chaotic Evil

Junko Enoshima: Do i really need to explain ?

Genocide Jack: I mean, she enjoys killing people and has no other reason for what she does.

Thank you if you read all of that, sorry for any typos/grammar mistakes, english isn't my first language and i wrote it all in one go. Please tell me what you think :)

[nikithagonch81]

Sunset Shimmer is one of the central characters in My little pony: Equestria girls, getting a redemption arc in the second movie (and at the end of the first when she was forgiven).

I like the character for her design (it just screams her cutiemark), her story, and her personality.

It's a story about a human (or should I say pony) who earned her trust through honest labor. And, as is usually the case in children's cartoons (not a rebuke, I'm just stating the fact that this is usually the case in children's cartoons), such characters are quickly forgiven and treated better already. But! As many people saw in the second EG movie, Shimmer was prejudiced in school. Even the main six, although they accepted the fact that the girl corrected herself, still did not really communicate with her, even joked at her sometimes. And they turned to her for help only when they couldn't cope themselves (google The Dazzling - welcome to the show and see for yourself).

Sunset's motivations in the first movie are quite clear, which is good for a cartoon. Shimmer was Celestia's apprentice long before Sparkle (Twilight) showed up, studying quite diligently until the girl got the thing she wanted. Eventually, Shimmer decided to find her own way and fled through a portal to the human world. There she began to literally "rule" the school. All the students feared and shunned her, and Sunset enjoyed her power. And the plot of the first movie began with her act: she stole Sparkle's crown in order to rule the entire human world. But, after she realized she knew nothing about friendship, Sparkle and her friends in the EG universe forgave her. Since then, she becomes a central character in the following movies and Sparkle's apprentice.

In all the other movies, Sunset learned friendship and then started teaching friendship to Sparkle from EG.

Sunset is pretty honest to her friends, tolerant and loyal. Often comes up with interesting ideas that work.

Sunset is quite smart, but not smarter than Sparkle (logically, both were apprentices of Princess Celestia).

Sunset Shimmer is a very important character because she teaches us that if you lose trust once, it can be earned again, but the hard way. She teaches us that it's okay to make mistakes. Sunset shows us by example that even if a person has corrected themselves, they will still be prejudiced against them (because people already know that they have done bad things before and are likely to continue to do them). Sunset teaches us that trust is the kind of thing that is hard to earn but easy to lose.

And some interesting facts about this character:

1) Sunset Shimmer is one of a kind, she has no counterpart in EG, her cutiemark literally means that she is native to both the pony world and the human world.

2) Based her design on the third generation pony, Sun Shimmer.

3) Flash's ex-girlfriend Sentry. In the recent EG movies/series they start their relationship again (already as friends).

4) Very good friends with Twilight from EG.

5) Sunset Shimmer and Mighty Trixie have one thing in common: the two had the same sidekicks, Snips and Snale.

6) Although it was said in the movies and in the show that Sunset Shimmer often visits Equestria, you won't see her in the MLP: FIM series itself, only in the final episode of season 9.

7) Sunset Shimmer and Starlight Glimmer are pupils of Sparkle, as well as reformed antagonists (by the way, they will meet each other in one of the series).

8) Sunset Shimmer's design was already known in 2013 because of the dolls' release.

9) Sunset Shimmer has her own element of harmony in the human world, "forgiveness".

10) In the fourth movie, Sunset gains the ability to read people's minds and their pasts (with the help of an artifact - a bracelet representing her element).

11) Sunset has the same problem as Rainbow - they both had no pets and their friends helped them find them (Rainbow eventually got a turtle as a pet and Sunset got a salamander).

12) Sunset Shimmer and Princess Celestia make up after a long fight.

13) Sunset Shimmer is one of the most well-described characters in EG.

14) In the Forgotten Friendship series, she regains the trust of her friends.

15) Many people dislike her.

Now, my opinion on the character.

I like Sunset a lot. I consider her on par with Twilight as the most well-described of the mlp characters. Not only does she have a deep meaning in the series (she was literally born to live in the world of EG and the ponies), but she teaches us, the viewers, a lot. She has her downsides, especially in the first movie, but she makes up for it in the end. Like Sparkle, she learns from her mistakes. And, most importantly, she's fun to follow, which is the most important thing.

P.S. Sorry for any mistakes, my native language is not English.

[princesscolumbia]

For anyone who follows my stuff, you may not be aware I'm pretty into omegaverse stuff. I met my boifriend thanks to being in the meta-fandom, just seeing so many fics in my favorite fandoms being so positive about Alpha women has helped me with my gender identity as an NB (she/her) transwoman, and the setting is just so absolutely fascinating that I can't help but be inspired to write my own fics.

I'm participating in this event, though I'm not sure if I'll be able to keep up with the daily prompts, my writing tends to be "crock pot" writing, I throw a bunch of ideas in to stew and add a few things over time and when it's ready I serve it up. That said, I've already got a fic in progress and decided to put it the workflow out of cycle for the next chapter. Have a snippet of Deviation:

“So you came from, what, a mirror dimension?” asked Celestia.

“Mirror universe, technically, and it’d probably be better to just say ‘parallel,’ ‘cause there are enough differences that it’s not a perfect reflection,” answered Sunset.

“Right, and one of those differences is that I’m an immortal princess who was buddies with the greatest mathematician in centuries and keeps a herd of unicorns at her school.”

“Ah, no.” Sunset blushed, “She’s an alicorn, and we don’t know that alicorns are really immortal, but they don’t seem to die of old age, and she was Starswirl’s student. And the ‘for unicorns’ is just a name these days. They have programs for weather magic and about ten years ago started a college for earth pony magical studies.”

Something in the way Sunset clarified the statement caused a ‘click’ of understanding. “...are your people even humanoid?” she almost, but not quite, stammered.

Sunset looked every inch the awkward pre-teen as she clasped her hands between her knees and hunched over, as though fearing reprisal for her answer. She shook her head and said, “No, we’re equines sapiens…ponies, specifically.” As she spoke, she began rocking slightly, nerves on display as her eyes flitted around the room instinctually.

Luna’s eyebrows shot up. “Ponies? Little horses? And…you were a pony? How did you become a human?” The somewhat rancid smell of lilacs and decaying food waste rolled off her, this time Sunset practically flinched back, her nose wrinkling. Sunset’s eyes teared up and the girl’s own scent of grassy fields after a rainstorm was overpowered by the sour smell of rancid oil, the scent Celestia had determined was Sunset’s expression of nervous confusion mixed with fear of some sort.

The girl hugged herself and started hunching in again as Luna’s pheromones flooded the room. In that moment, Celestia decided to try a blind test; she exerted her mental control and nearly completely smothered her own pheromone production and muted her Alpha dominance as much as possible. Luna noticed and glanced down at her sister, Celestia just gave the slightest shake of her head and subtly raised a finger to indicate Luna shouldn’t say anything. In the absence of Celestia’s influence, the room became almost oppressive with Luna’s scent.

Sunset abruptly whimpered and curled in on herself. The subtle rocking became shivering as she clapped her hands over her ears and buried her face in her arms. “No…no…no…I wanna go home…no…”

Celestia reached up to clasp her sister’s wrist without looking away from Sunset, though she didn’t need to. Luna’s suspicion finally gave way for concern, and the rancid trash smell was swiftly replaced with the soft, slightly sweet smell of brown sugar baked into cookies. Slowly, Sunset calmed, the muttering and whining being replaced with quiet sobbing.

Celestia released her sister’s arm, again without looking away from Sunset, and asked, “Sunset, have you had these…reactions often since you came to this world?”

“Yes,” sobbed the girl, voice muffled from her face still being buried in her arms, “It…it gets really bad in P.E. or in a test, I feel like I’m surrounded like I can’t get away and everyone’s pressed against me and I just want to be left alone and I can’t get away and I want to hit someone and bite them and…” her whole frame shuddered.

Sunset’s reaction was running its course, the girl’s rocking and shaking finally settling down. Celestia let her own pheromones loose and called up her inner Alpha to assert comfort and reassurance. The girl instantly stilled and began to uncurl, even Luna’s posture softened, leaning gently in the direction of her sister. Luna had told Celestia it smelled like cinnamon and allspice baked into a pie during Harvest Festival to her.

“Sunset…” Celestia began, “Do…ponies…have Alphas?”

The girl’s head popped up, tears staining her face and pure confusion rolling off her, “Alphas…what? What does that mean?”

“Alphas, that’s what you are…do you know what betas are?” Celestia asked. Sunset shook her head again, “Omegas?” another, highly confused denial of understanding.

This time the look shared by Celestia and Luna was deeper and carried more meaning, both sisters frowning visibly and concern wafting off them like spring rain. The principal stretched an arm across her desk to the desk phone and pushed a button, “Raven, can you please reschedule my appointments to clear my afternoon? Luna will take any that absolutely can’t wait.”

Her secretary’s voice came through the phone, “Certainly. Will I need to contact the steam cleaners to do a deep clean? There’s been more drama wafting under the door than the last time Diamond Tiara earned herself detention by getting into a fight with Trixie.”

Celestia chuffed in irritation even as Luna chuckled. Sunset seemed just as confused by the secretary’s response, but smiled and smelled a bit of…cherry pie? Thought Celestia, what in the world could that scent indicate? “No, Raven…actually, yes, it might be a good idea, but have them bill my private accounts instead of the school’s. I think…I think we’ll need discretion with this one.”

Raven didn’t hesitate, her tone losing its playful tease, “Of course. I’ll use my cell phone for the call, then.” “Thank you, Raven,” Celestia responded before releasing the button. She turned to her sister, “Luna, can you go to the cafeteria and get Sunset’s lunch and a cup of hot water for me, then stop by the nurse’s office and ask Redheart to bring a vapor inhaler and…” she turned to Sunset with a sigh, “And her ‘runaway’ kit.”

The rest can be found on both fimfiction.net and AO3, and I'm hoping to get the next chapter posted by 6/12.

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[your-local-baguette]

Sylph

Your chin rested in the palm of your hand, staring at lit up skies. It looked like...there was nothing beautiful enough to describe it, that what you thought so far. You peeked at the person standing meters away from you, he had a beautiful profile. His appearance reminded you of someone, you saw tons of people when you laid eyes on him. He had that black dark green hair with teal strands, shimmering golden eyes, colorful clothing and a serious to emotionless expression. He was very pleasant to look at, his physical features attracted you but never in hell would you aboard a stranger for that.

Xiao ticked, your gaze eas starting to bother him, he turned toward your direction" quit stari-" hos sentence got cut short as just a breeze greeted him. No one was there, just the scenery, you looked at him again but from the roof. He took a look over your shoulder but again nothing was there, you were long gone. Flying in night azur, taking in the feeling of the fresh wind, observing the ocean below you, the lantern in the skies reflecting in the waters. A pair of amber eyes laid on you, those iris belonged to certain god. He seemed to have an interest in creatures like you, creatures that were unknown to the human eye. He liked observing how free they seemed, keyword; seemed.

In reality, they were locked up, people who 'sinned' and were locked up in a body of white smoke able to turn into a slightly human looking form. But, they were old souls bound to stay locked up in this immortal body, most were from Khaenri'ah, they escaped the fate of hillichurls for a much worse punishment. Did the seven archons know this?no, did the celestial god know this?yes.

The top of your head pointed upwards floating higher and higher until you let yourself fall. Taking in the only sweet feeling you knew, the wind, before hitting the water you flipped your body around. This was the only thing that felt right to do, fly around and let others live their life without burdening them. That was a similar mindset to a certain adepti...

But did you know that this specific sylph, it much older than the few others. It was created with teyvat, it witnessed everything, thr archon war, the destruction of Khaenri'ah, the arrival of the traveler and his depart still chasing his sister.

But what if go back to the destruction of Khaenri'ah..

You watched from high up in the azur, who should you side with? Almost every soldier was down, you didn't have the time to react that every soldier was now lifelessly laying on the dirty ground. On your impulsive thought, your body of smoke and midt plunged down, causing a great gust of wind. But approaching the ground you slowed down, slowly floating around, passing by some of the gods silently examining some of the bodies. You ran your fingers up the face of one of them, most of the legendary being that were left alive all looked curiously. The person's body you ran your finger started turning to smoke, floating up and taking its flight in the infinite and fake sky. Some more went up and before they knew it, you too were gone only celestia knows how far.

You kept on floating around the ocean, until you saw that something huge come out of the ocean. A storm forming up, you quickly flew towards it but something stopped you, it was an adepti. You easily escaped its grasp, flying at your quickest toward the creature, you easily vaught the attention of the monster. It tried to catch you, for the humans it was biting in the void, but it managed to catch a bit of you changing your form and throwing you on the jade chamber next to alatus. You barely made it back up, releasing some kind of smoke to lure that monster away. But it kind of threw you in a dazed state, xiao and the adepti for sure recognized you but you only knew alatus. That from staring a bit st him in wangshuu inn. Even though you wanted to live a peaceful life and becoming his friend, you knew you could never....

Hey. The end is pretty bad sorry. I just couldn't develop any further. Still hope you enjoyed.

[mehiwilldoitlater]

Creator reader who is Aether and Lumine’s big sibling or parent? They come to check on Teyvat after not finding their siblings in various other worlds they made and are not happy with the sustainer of heavenly principles.

So they grab the traveler while also adopting Paimon, then go straight to the Abyss and get the abyss twin and say “time to go fix this MESS”

so then they go find Dain and say “these are my siblings/kids I’m sorry for whatever trouble they may cause because they’re clever and resourceful. Anyways if you could babysit them I’d love that just call my name if you need anything” they of course tell him their name and stuff

then go off to get all of the archons and go tear Celestia a new one because of how many lives they ruined.

So they topple Celestia and take over so they can make things genuinely better for Teyvat and the abyss alike.

At this point Dain has had to deal with the twins and Paimon for about half a day when reader comes back and says “thanks for babysitting, I know it was sudden but I’m also doing stuff to fix the last 5 centuries”

So then Dain now has a family again because reader decides to say ‘screw it’ and let their simping get the better of them

This is so long I’m sorry I just want it to be organized 😭

Ok, first ,every religion has a "Creation of the universe in the way that we see it", and many of them begin with a couple. From them , Creator, Aether, and Lumine started to exist (Creator as the creator of everything, and the twins as the stars).

Now, in this scenario, the Creator is a pretty chill God. They aren't even intimidating or anything, they just like to create, make new stuff, and OOOOH they love humans! What a masterpiece they could have achieved! Now, their relationship with the twins is a simple one. They care for each other and, since they are still too young to become full gods, the Creator gives them the full freedom that they could have, letting them explore various worlds, see more people, and have fun, as long as they don't create any trouble, of course.

Lumine: Y/N! We found a new and funny world! Y/N: Is that so? So, how was it? Aether: It was colorfull! With a lot of life! And there was this strange creature, similar to a ball, that ate stuff and took its power from that thing! Y/N:...What?

So, at some point, the Creator decides to have fun like their siblings and explore a little. A more than well-earned vacation! I mean, they make up all of Teyvat. They are exhausted! They don't exactly give all power to the Archons, just enough to not let things slip, and to make sure that, if things go bad, they can tell the sustainer of heavenly principles...Because they are the only one that can contact them.

And that was a terrible idea.

When the Creator got back (imagine in the same way as Merlin in the Disney movie, dress up just like him), they found out that their siblings were gone. For the same reason that there was an Archon war and many of them were gone, there was a huge cataclysm and many nations that they likee were RIPPED OFF from Teyvat.

Y/N: I 'literally' left for a few years! What happened?!* Zhongli:..Well, you better sit down for this... it can be quite overwhelming. Venti: In our defends... we tried. Y/N: Who the hell are you? Zhongli: It's the Anemo Archon, your grace, Barbatos. Y/N: WHAT HAPPENED TO THE OTHER? Zhongli:..As I was saying, you may sit for this one.

Did you ever leave a blog with a few people and come back to find that everything you had done had to be redone? Yeah, that's the feeling. 

The first thing you do is take back your sibling, the traveler. It's not a problem; they are the ones that came back first to you. The abyss one is quite problematic, but it's not like you can't try to do something right and resolve what the other gods have made. Not to mention that, when you left, you noticed this nation that prospered without the aid of a divine power, and you were quite optimistic and interested in their work! So yeah, you are quite pissed. 

Once you found out the last of the fallen kingdom, you humbly apologized and promised to do the right thing. Imagine the faces of Dain and Kaeiya. They knew that the gods are strange, but you are quite the subject!

Y/N: Okay, I'm going to deal with the susteiner and stuff. Still, I know I can't bring back all of the kingdom. But at least I can reverse the curse that was imposed on your people. Dainsleif:I'ts..already enough, you gr- Y/N: You can just call me Y/N. And don't thank me, this is the least thing i can do for your people.

After having dealt with all of this stuff, it's time to deal with the seven (the Archons are cool, but you need to speak to them about some of their behaviour) and the other gods that still live in Celestia (that is technically your house btw). Let's just say that it's time to downsize the number of deities, especially the ones that had a lot of fun mistreating mortals, so you stripped them of their power and now they have to live with them (LOL serve you right). One day, a giant throne will be thrown from the island in the sky. You don't need that thing, so you replaced it with a desk, which is far more comfortable and useful.

Y/N: Shit, I hope this thing still moves... Venti..move? Y/N: Well yeah, Celestia move in the sky...it rotate you know? It follows the- Venti: It moves?! But... why?! Y/N: A more favorable viewpoint! If you wish to see clearly, you must go to the higher ground! Venti:So, it's not a metaphor about the insignificance of the ones that live under it? Y/N:...WHAT?! NOOOU! I even have a control room there!

Finally, things started to get better. You fixed all the mess, and now you have to look after your rebuilt world. It's a mess, it's not simple, but you have a lot of new helpers that wish to be useful. Especially Dainsleif!

He had noticed that you don't show the same characteristics as the other gods; you are... human. Capable of admitting mistakes and that your downfall was due to misplaced trust, but yet you didn't give up and fix what you needed to be saved. He can't see you as his god, not to mention that you don't want to. More like a friend.

[lucsangel]

Ahem so I see you have a NSFW blog..don't mind me sliding in with some NSFW Yandere Childe Headcanons please. Thank you, I love your work if you answer this I might ascend to celestia ❤

Hii yeah sure! I’ll put in some general headcanons too~ Nsfw utc, hcs are gender neutral, the short scenario is f!reader

— Yandere hcs (General + Nsfw)

Characters : Childe

Warnings : Yandere, non-con, this is not a healthy relationship.

He surprisingly gives you a good amount of freedom. As long as you’re obedient, he’ll allow you to walk around the city with him once in a while. Though he does it because he’s confident that you won’t be able to get away from him, no matter how far you run. That and the entire fatui in Liyue is at his disposal. It wouldn’t be wise to even think about it.

He hates being away from you. When he has to leave for trips he drags you along. At times like these he does lock you up, though he brings you gifts, lots of them, he makes sure you’re never bored. He takes care of all your needs, he’s been so good to you, spoiling you, you should be grateful, or so be thinks.

But there’s no fun if you’re always obedient. So he tricks you, he’ll leave an opening, he’ll make you think you’ll be able to get away. Once you try to escape him, he’ll take every ounce of freedom you have left and for the better part, punish you.

A scar or two won’t hurt you, right? He thinks, everytime you disobey him. He’ll love you even with all those scars covering your body. Ah, shame he doesn’t wish to break you too much.

He loves playing your hero, protecting you from all the ‘evil’ out there. He’d make you realize, you can’t survive out there without him. Sometimes he purposely puts you in danger, creating situations where he can slip in and safe you. That assassin who tried to chop your head off wasn’t unplanned.

He doesn’t care about getting blood on his hands either. Anyone who gets too friendly with you, will be immediately disposed off. That if they’re lucky, if not then they’d wish they were dead.

He cares little for your consent, nor your personal pleasure. He takes you when he wants to, how he wants to. As much as he wants to keep himself from hurting you, the pained expressions you make from taking his dick is really another kind of pleasure.

He’s quite the sadist. He loves humiliating you, especially during punishments, degradation, forced orgasms, overstimulation, seeing you so helpless, tearful as you desperately try to resist him, there’s nothing sweeter than that.

There’s nothing better than having you vunerable, he likes having you tied up. Tears spilling down those pretty eyes of yours as he rips through your clothes. Sometimes he leaves you like that for a day or two.

He loves marking you, isn’t shy about it either. He’d purposely put them on places difficult to hide. Afterall, people would know to back away when they realize that you belong to him.

His punishments varies depending on his mood. Sometimes he spanks you, other times he chokes you with his cock. Sometimes he uses belts or knifes, he loves the fact that they leave marks on you. There’s really no boundaries when it comes to him, for you perhaps, that isn’t something to be glad for.

“I.. hate you.” The words spill off your lips as he fucks you. Your hands tied to the wooden headboard, a leg over his shoulder, you don’t even try to physically resist anymore. Instead you throw sharp insults at him, hoping it’d annoy him and he’ll leave you alone.

Though that remark earned you nothing but a slap. “You shouldn’t be saying that when your cunt’s so tight around me, princess.” He laughs, grabbing your face with his hand, forcing you to look at him.

“You’re so fucking bad at this.” You scoff, attempting to erase that annoying smirk off his face.

He chuckles, visibly annoyed “Go ahead and say that again.” He presses a finger on your clit, thrusting into you faster. You choke down a moan, biting your lip, blood spilling from it.

He laughs at your attempt, leaning closer so he could lick the blood of your lips. “Let me help you with that.” He shoves his tounge into your mouth, the metallic taste of the crimson liquid mixing into your senses. He continues his ministrations and you, squirming under him.

“S-stop-“ he flicks your clit, cutting of your words, and against your best wishes, you feel a gush of warm liquid leaking from your pussy, covering his dick.

“Did you say something?” He scoffs. He doesn’t give you time to come down from your high before he starts pounding into you again, thumb circling your swollen nub.

“Looks like I still have a lot to teach you.”

[saabbi]

Regret part 7

Warmth in the freezing snow

Genshin Impact Adeptus!reader au

warnings: light angst?, mentions of drugging and syringes, probably messy, crappy quality

words: ~2.8k

Notes: series is resuming after the hiatus. I had a hard time writing this chapter (because I suck at writing) so I really hope this chapter didn't turn out to be too messy and confusing. ao3 series link

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Stepping out the ship, you’re immediately greeted by the harsh and nostalgic icy cold breeze. Pure white snowflakes that dance around your vision and the pile of soft snow beneath your feet tells you that you’re back in Snezhnaya.

You asked a subordinate to help you deliver the lantern you had bought for Teucer and obediently followed another Fatui member, who guided you to the chamber where the Tsarista is patiently waiting for your arrival.

“Your highness, I have returned.” You kneeled down on one knee, head lowering to pay your respects. The Tsarista’s ice cold gaze pierces you, making you anxious on why she summoned you.

“My loyal subject.” a voice so calm and quiet, barely to be heard, yet crystal clear and reverberates around the shallow and empty hall, sending a chill down your spine. You look up upon her call, acknowledging that she remains ever so strikingly breath-taking, as resplendent as the most exquisite flower, as elegant as Snezhnaya’s never-melting snow.

“Dottore has found a way to further enhance the capabilities of Fatui, and your aid is needed to achieve it.” She walks closer to you with each step, stopping just before your kneeled figure.

“To achieve it, your aid is necessary. I trust that you will provide all the help Dottore needs dutifully, yes?” A simple question, but her tone indicates that she does not accept rejection as an answer.

“Yes, of course.” The Tsarista seems delighted at your answer, resting her chilly hand on your cheeks and lightly caressing it with her thumb. The subtle intimate gesture however, was nothing resembling that of affection. The Tsarista’s sharp gaze remains fixated on you, yet it doesn’t feel like she’s properly looking at you at all. Her gaze has always been like that, as if she’s looking for something deeper in your soul, but not your existence.

“Dottore, come in. The final mission of our primeval harbinger shall now be performed.” The coldness on your cheeks is replaced by the sudden gushes of wind, the words leaving the Tsarista’s mouth leaving you off guard as you abruptly shot your head up.

“...Your highness? What does that-” Cut off by a harsh slam of the door, you turn to the entrance only to reveal a masked man with curly blue locks- Dottore. The condescending smirk spreading on his face as he meets your wary eyes sets off alarms in your head, screaming that this man is up to no good.

Your hand immediately reaches towards the hilt of your sword resting on your hips, ready to draw it out if he makes any suspicious movements. Furrowing your eyebrows and eyeing Dottore’s every move, unsure of what he would do.

“Relax, relax. This is all under the Tsarista’s orders, doesn’t do too much harm...I guess?” Dottore, now casually twirling a syringe filled with a dangerous-looking fluid, puts his hands up in the air in a placating manner, but his halfhearted response only makes you glare at him cautiously.

“I will have to question you on what you’re about to do, Dottore.” It’s all under the Tsarista’s orders, and you thought it would just be something about training new Fatui recruits, but Dottore’s behaviour insinuates that there is much more than that, and seems like the syringe is to be used on you.

“Oh this? Haha! I’m not quite sure, maybe knock you out for a bit? Y’know, draw out your adeptal powers to the maximum potential, I weaponise it, and voila! Fatui gets a new upgrade! Wonderful plan right?”

Dottore sure made it sound like no big deal, but you know that’s not all the catch. Because if it’s about your adeptal powers, then surely, the Tsarista’s intention is to-

“You’d better not do any stupid movements with your sword, yeah? It would be bad if you were to go against her highness’ orders, after all, you are her most loyal subordinate. Unless… you plan to commit treachery?” Dottore leered as your grip on the sword tightens, conflicted on what to do.

Reluctantly, you peered over to the Tsarista, who has not said a word at the impasse and tense situation between you and Dottore, silently watching everything unfold before her. The Tsarista’s glacial smile never fades as she meets your gaze, not giving you a definite response, but perhaps acknowledging Dottore’s words.

“That’s… not all there is to this, is it?” Despite your loyalty to the Tsarista, this question must be raised for your own sake. Adeptal energy has always been a rather sensitive subject to both you and the Tsarista, with you knowing that she has always wanted to utilise your mysterious powers to help her achieve her goals.

“Quite the sharp one huh? Well I suppose there’s no use beating around the bush, I’ll do you the favour in telling you this- Your adeptal energy is to be drained completely for us to use, ahahaha!” A fit of manical laughter jolted through him, his atrocious appearance matching his abhorrent personality.

“And that would leave me...vulnerable and powerless?” The appalling smirk that makes you want to throw up, the messed up plan that makes you want to run away from the Tsarista’s chambers.

“B i n g o! You neither have a vision nor delusion, so without those powers, you’re pretty much useless.” Dottore approaches you, barely stopping in front of you. Lowering his voice, he mumbled into your ears, “and you’ll be thrown away by the Tsarista, officially being useless to her. I’m sure you know by now, that all her highness cares about is that adeptal energy of yours, and not you yourself?” even at such a low volume, his mockery towards you can clearly be heard.

Of course you knew, that all the Tsarista’s interested in is your mysterious powers. It doesn’t take a detective to figure out her intentions in bringing you to her nation. Even after millennia of you serving her with your utmost loyalty, all she has taken interest in is your powers.

The cold Tsarista that requested you like an object from Morax as a trade of peace, and never paid you much attention. The Tsarista who only shows you some form of affection and addresses your name when she needs you to carry out her plans. To her, it was obvious that you are a mere chess piece, for her to attain her grand goals.

Despite knowing this, you still turned your head once more towards the Tsarista, locking gazes with her, searching for something that even you yourself wasn’t sure what you’re looking for in her eyes, but to no avail, the same empty eyes with no any sort of emotion returning your disappointment. That is how little you meant to her.

It has always been, a foolish hope of yours, to believe that one day, if you stay by her side long enough, you would become a figure that holds much more place in her heart. But that has never been the case, her icy heart never had space for you, locking you out. She has enough love for all the other harbingers, all except you.

The best course of action right now, is to draw out your blade and resist against the Tsarista. You have to defend yourself, you have to get out alive and well, because you promised Zhongli, Xiao, and Ganyu to return. You have to unsheathe your sword right this instant.

But your hands remain frozen, disobeying your commands and desperate internal cries. It should be simple, to protect yourself against those who could not care less about your existence and never acknowledging you, and flee to Liyue. So why can’t you bring yourself to do so?

Because it would mean that you’re defying the person whom your loyalty is dedicated to, denying the Tsarista’s ambitions.

The same Tsarista who ripped you apart from your family, but also the one who gave you a new identity, and a new place to call home, giving you a reason to live on by serving her.

And you who watched over her carefully throughout your lifetime; when she became obsessed with the idea of bringing down celestia, to the point where delusions are invented just for the sole purpose of resisting against the sacred land where gods are rumoured to reside.

You never found out the reason behind her obstinacy in bringing down celestia, but you stayed beside her long enough to witness her desire for power and authority to continue to expand into a bottomless abyss, and the times when she struggled.

Times when her immature plans backfired, times she felt livid and Snezhnaya would be in raging blizzards for weeks, times when she doubted her own decisions. You were always there, by her side and ready to jump into action whenever she needed you to.

Through trial and error, she learned to develop well thought-out plans after calculations and taking precautionary measures, and recruited talented individuals. The harder she falls, the higher she bounces. She was undeniably a dazzling existence to you.

The Tsarista is a blinding lone star that continues to glisten even if other stars have faded, showing its resistance towards the devouring night sky. Someone so cruel and brutal, yet ever so resplendent, that you couldn’t peel your eyes off her.

A star that defies the night sky.

And you, who only knew how to live under orders and pretty much lived a tedious life besides carrying out Fatui duties, are dull and have long succumbed to darkness.

So how could you deny her? The one who never faltered, the flames of ambition that refuses to die out no matter what? You couldn’t bring yourself to betray her even at this very moment, because you have watched over her for far too long.

“This turned out to be rather...disappointing.” Seeing you loosening your grip on the sword and putting down your defenses, Dottore scoffs.

You take a sharp inhale, making up your mind. Regretfully, your decision is to stay loyal to the Tsarista and faithfully do as she wishes up until the very end. A very foolish decision even you are aware of, and one that makes your heart scream in agony knowing that you’re once again being thrown away. Even so, this is the path you have chosen.

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Drained, you felt. It felt as if your powers erupted all at once, and got sucked dry by a vacuum cleaner and left to die on the road. Your role as the twelfth harbinger has been dismissed, now just an identity-less wanderer. The Tsarista truly is a cruel person, you thought, to just throw you out and let you crawl away all by your own whilst surrounded by nothing but coldness and snow, knowing that you right now are incredibly weak and vulnerable. She didn’t even have someone to escort you to a shelter, simply took away your harbinger identification with the usual eerie smile.

But archons do you feel horrible, dizzy and nauseous, on the verge of passing out. Now that you’ve lost your place, where would you go? Tired, cold and nowhere to go, you lean on a nearby bark to grab a hold of yourself, trying figure out what to do from now on.

Slumping down and shutting your eyes, you are forced to face your own emotions that you have repressed in the Tsarista’s chambers. Your heart aches so much, the strong pulsations being the only thing resounding in your ears, it hurts more than how your body is right now.

What a pathetic destiny you face, to be thrown away whom you trusted and served twice in your lifetime. It hurts so much, your heart continuously screams to you, not forgiving the way you hurt it so severely. So pathetic, you are so pathetic, you thought.

Even after millennia, you still never found a place you truly belonged to, your miserable and pathetic self was not accepted anywhere. You know very well the Tsarista has always been using you, yet facing the harsh reality is not as easy as you thought.

Wouldn’t it be better if the abyss consumed you? To be embraced by darkness and vanish, not having to face pointless emotions and drama? If only your eyes never opened back from the first time you dirtied your own hands, and instead swallow by the cold and hungry arms of demise- if you only died back then, would you still have to face such circumstances?

“...Hey, comrade.” a light whisper of a familiar voice enters your ears, dragging you back from your thoughts. You looked up at the one who called for you, only to find your vision blurry and cheeks feeling wet and cold. You didn’t even realise droplets of tears had trickled down your cheeks, you are even surprised that you’re capable of crying, you hadn’t shed a tear, let alone cry out loud for so long that you had forgotten how it felt.

Childe crawls closer, slowly wrapping you into a warm hug and gently strokes you on the head like how he has treats his siblings. You feel embarrassed to be comforted by someone much younger than you and being treated like a child, but returned the hug nonetheless. Not knowing how much you needed a hug, you find his embrace to be pleasant and safe.

“There’s a ship heading to Liyue, so let’s get you home to where it’s warm and safe, yeah?” Home, Childe said, you wanted to retort, but somehow ‘home’ and ‘Liyue’ just sounded right. Is it okay if you return there? To seek asylum?

“Come on comrade, it’d be devastating if you missed the ride!” slumping your weak arms over his shoulders and a hand on your waist to support you, lifting you onto your feet to lead you to the harbour.

“I-I’m sorry for what happened, and that I...I couldn’t help you. If I had known what Dottore was scheming, I would have talked to the Tsarista and convince her not to adopt such a brutal method.” His cheery voice is replaced by one with remorse, avoiding your eyes.

“I didn’t know Dottore came up with such an outrageous method, the Tsarista didn’t inform us of her plan! I- I should’ve known Dottore was up to no good! I could’ve done something-” Getting agitated, his speech hastens and stumbles over his own words.

“Hey, hey. Calm down, you know it’s not your fault.” You cut him off, giving him a soft slap on the back. “The Tsarista had such plans a long time ago, she just...never found the right methods until today, I guess.”

Somehow, it only made Childe feel even worse, guilt and sympathy all shown on his face.

“Come on, where’s your usual jolly self? A gloomy expression doesn't suit you at all. Teucer and Tonia will be worried for their #1 toymaker of Snezhnaya.” you mustered a feeble smile, assuring him that you’re fine.

“Well, never thought I’d hear you crack a joke after all these years…” Childe’s lips curve into a relieved and playful smile. Although, you have to admit, it does makes you feel better knowing that he’s worried for you.

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“This is the Crux, you might’ve seen their crew around Liyue before. I spoke with the captain, and it’s a huge relief that she accepted our request!” You and Childe stumbled into the guest room that is kindly lent to you, with Childe immediately helping you get on the bed and wrapping you in blankets.

“You had a not-so-pleasant eventful day, it’s best if you warm up and rest now. I can’t go back with you, but I’ve contacted Zhongli, he should be there to pick you up when you arrive.” with a soft tone, Childe picks up your hand and gently strokes your palms, taking a note of your pale complexion, you remind him of his siblings when they were sick. He turns to leave you alone, about to close the door.

“Hey, Childe?” He abruptly stops and turns back to you with a concerned look, worried if you’re still feeling unwell and perhaps he could help.

“Thank you.” but only two simple words came out of your mouth. So simple and short, but more than enough to convey the gratitude and respect you held for him.

Childe breaks into a beaming smile, “Of course! We’re friends after all, right comrade? I think I’m even your best friend!” to which you chuckled. Yeah, you suppose he isn’t wrong on that.

Just before he closes the door completely, he halts and opens his mouth, “Teucer adored your gift, he and Tonia wanted to prepare something in return… I’ll bring it to you next time, yeah? And perhaps drink tea too at Zhongli’s?”

“Yes, I shall look forward to dear Teucer and Tonia’s gift then, it’s a promise.” You feel your consciousness slip away, closing your eyes and replying to Childe with a light smile on your face.

“It’s a promise!” He enthusiastically replied, only to realise he should tone it down to let you sleep in peace. “Sweet dreams, comrade.” Just before passing out on your bed, you hear Childe’s almost inaudible reply and a click on the door shutting close.

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Alrighty I’m just gonna ramble on about my thoughts on the new quest (and things in general because I talk too much) and pray that at least some of it ends up coherent. Spoilers, by the way.

I’ve had this first theory since the last archon quest but got nervous and didn’t share, so here it is now. Maybe it’s an obvious thing that I’m just in the dark about, but I’m fairly sure that Dainsleif’s “Boughkeeper” title has a large part in explaining why he knows so much about things he really shouldn’t. From the newest quest, we learn that he is actually cursed with immortality, which could explain some it, but the guy still knows too much for it to simply be chalked up to his age. He’s literally the designated narrator for half of the official videos and knows a lot about what and who he talks about.

I suspect that the ley lines serve as an information network of some sort, and that Dainsleif’s position as Boughkeeper allows him access to it in one way or another. The only other places we really see the whole tree/branch thing is with the ley line branches, Irminsul trees, the Frostbearing Tree, and the tree who once had roots that spanned the whole continent (which we know the ley line branches were once directly a part of), all of which are connected in a way that I haven’t quite figured out yet. 

Now, from those screens that come up while the game is loading, we know that supposedly, the intertwined roots of the Irminsul trees far beneath the earth determine the pattern of the ley lines above, and we also know that ley lines are a “mysterious network that links the whole world together” and that they are said to remember everything that happens in the world. From this, I don’t think it’d be that much of a reach to say that Dainsleif can access that somehow.

Next. I do think there’s a pretty good chance that the Archons were involved in the destruction of Khaenri’ah. The Viridescent Venerer set actually tells us how the former Dendro Archon died during the cataclysm while in Khaenri’ah, which. Uh. That’s kind of really incriminating. 

However! Obviously, we’ve only heard this from Dainsleif’s point of view and he’s pretty biased considering his whole thing. We don’t know how much control Celestia has over the Archons’ actions, either, and I’m about 98% sure that some of them weren’t into it, and likely didn't even have a choice. Like, look at the Tsaritsa. Her whole thing is that sometime during the cataclysm, she witnessed something so view-shattering and unjust that her whole thing now is to “burn away the old world” and overthrow Celestia. 

I also can’t see Venti and Zhongli going along with the destruction of an entire nation with no hesitation. Like, obviously, again, Dainsleif is going to be biased, but from what we’ve been told Khaenri’ah didn’t even do anything divine-retribution-worthy. Celestia just seems be into dropping skyscraper-sized pillars and other things onto nations who get too good at being independent, for whatever reason. The new quest is definitely supposed to make us question the current systems of this world but I don’t think we’re meant to hate Venti or Zhongli, at least yet. I think they’re even kind of meant to be seen as the “best” out of the Archons, so to speak. (Not that I think they’re perfect, by any means.)

Like, just look at the way they’ve been presented to us, versus how some of the other Archons have been introduced (Storyline Trailer, my beloved). 

Raiden Shogun is made out to be some self-absorbed divine ass-kisser who doesn’t have humanity’s best interests at heart (which we know is supposed to be a thing you do as an Archon). She’s doing her whole confiscating visions and oppressive rule thing in an effort to be seen as more divine, but, as Dainsleif puts it, “what do mortals see of the eternity chased after by their god?”

The Dendro Archon/God of Wisdom is implied to not actually be as smart as somebody with that title is supposed to be, one way or another, and either has turned a blind eye to or blatantly encourages the “push for folly” in Sumeru. Can’t tell exactly what that would mean or entail (thanks, Dainsleif), but obviously. Doesn’t sound good.

Dainsleif says of the Hydro Archon that she “lives for the spectacle of the courtroom, seeking to judge all other gods. But even she knows not to make an enemy of the divine.” While the not making an enemy of the divine thing I get (I guess, coward), the whole “seeking to judge all other gods” bit seems very “remove the log from your own eye”-y. Like, you’re an Archon, too, what are you trying to prove here?

The Tsaritsa is- well, the Tsaritsa, as we know. While I do think we are meant to sympathize and agree with at least part of her core ideals and motives, she still is the one behind the Fatui and is, by extension, a war criminal. She also apparently has “no love left for her people”. It’s a bit of a complicated relationship that we have with her.

The only ones who Dainsleif does not directly slander in the trailer are Venti, Zhongli, and Murata. While I don’t think we have enough on her to come to any conclusions about her character yet, Venti does say of her that she is a “wayward, war-mongering wretch”. Now, he does also jab at Rex Lapis during this voiceline, but unlike with Murata we know that those two are buddy-buddy and it was very likely that it was “buffoon (affectionate)”.

Venti and Zhongli are also the first two Archons we encounter, which is important for multiple reasons.

Gonna derail for a bit because I don’t know where to start. But. The game very likely will (or at least should) end with no Archons.

Obviously, especially in light of the new quest (although this stuff has been floating around since the Dragonspine update and even before that), Celestia Bad. Like, cataclysmically bad (lmao). In fact, I’m highly certain that you could trace basically every problem in this game back to them, some way or another.

Even our main “villain” groups all seem to be gunning for Celestia. The Fatui obviously work for the Tsaritsa, who’s made it very clear that she plans to rebel against the divine. The Abyss Order, too, has their Deeply Upsetting plan of creating a mechanized god with the power to “topple the divine thrones of Celestia”.

Evidence points to an overthrow of Celestia at some point in the game, and considering how being an Archon or even a god is directly tied to Celestia, yeah. No more Celestia means no more Archons.

But even besides that, there’s a lot there to suggest that that’s where things are going.

I find it interesting how Mondstadt’s our prologue chapter, or that there’s even a prologue chapter of the game at all. Prologues are meant to set up ideas that will be present throughout the rest of the story, and Mondstadt does exactly that. Venti’s let the people of Mondstadt govern themselves and has almost completely been out of the equation for millennia, even if that means he is significantly weaker than his godly peers. When asked why he chose to do that instead of remain in charge and just give them freedom, Venti responds that “freedom, if demanded of you by an archon, is really no freedom at all.” This sentiment is also brought up in the Mondstadt portion of the storyline trailer, and the traveler even has a whole voiceline debating what Venti really meant when he said that.

This idea of freedom and that humanity is capable on its own is further reinforced in Chapter 1, in which Liyue learns to move on from the death of its Archon. Zhongli set up his plan with the intention of testing if his people could stand on their own legs without him there to guide them, and they do. He even expresses how pleasantly surprised he is that the Qixing were able to take advantage of the situation and seize control like they did. Keqing gives us this whole speech when we first meet her about how the adepti and gods underestimate humanity’s capability and how Liyue’s future is meant to be a godless one. This, in a way, extends to the rest of the continent as well.

In the storyline trailer (which I quote too often, I’m sorry. My favorite and only party trick is that I got bored one day and memorized the whole thing), Dainsleif spends the entire Khaenri’ah section musing about something similar. 

“In the perpetual meantime of a sheltered eternity, most are content to live and not to dream. But in the hidden corner where the gods’ gaze does not fall, there are those who dream of dreaming,” is obviously about the people of Teyvat vs. those in Khaenri’ah. While a future under the care of the Archons is a safe and reliable one, is it one that allows humanity to chase its potential to the fullest? Khaenri’ah was destroyed for flourishing like it did without gods, both as a punishment and a warning to everybody else.

“Some say a few are chosen and the rest are dregs, but I say we humans have our humanity.” This is in reference to visions. Throughout the game, this idea that, at least in the eyes of the gods, vision holders are more important than those without them, is constantly brought up.

In the commission “Leaves on the Wind”, Dr. Edith expresses how it often seems as if vision holders are the main characters of this world. From the notebooks we receive during the “Time and Wind” world quest, we learn that the Sumeru Academia actually discourages non-vision holders from conducting outdoor surveys, and how “these days... trying to be an academic when you don't have a Vision, it's really restricting...” Dainsleif even just straight up asks us what we think the gods think of vision holders and people in general during question time in that one quest.

In Lisa’s stories, we learn that the reason for her laziness is that a part of her is afraid of learning or doing too much, after witnessing what “uninhibited erudition” can do to people during her time in Sumeru. She also senses that something beneath the surface is happening regarding the distribution of visions. “For whatever reasons, the gods gave humans the key to changing everything, but they did not explain the cost involved. Lisa grew fearful of the truth.”

I forgot exactly where I was going with that last paragraph, but yeah. There’s definitely sketchy shit going on behind the scenes in regards to visions, possibly to keep people either quiet or complacent. I suspect it may even be to restrict access to certain knowledges or even the elements themselves. Anyways.

I lose track of my thoughts too often. Fuck. Right. Mondstadt and Liyue served as good examples of society under the rule of the Archons, and in Chapter 2 we will encounter our first bad example, showing us the pros and cons of the current situation. However, despite Zhongli and Venti seeming to genuinely care for their people, humanity’s wellbeing shouldn’t be reliant on how their god is feeling that day, and they shouldn’t have to look to the gods for a chance to become something greater than themselves, either.

Um. All that’s to say I’m just very excited to see where the story will go, and if Zhongli’s contract with the Tsaritsa is any indication then it’s gonna go somewhere good. Celestia bad, Archons bad but also not bad but also bad, I don’t know if what I just wrote actually even counts as understandable, thank you and good night.

[plaindangan]

Celestia's been awful busy lately, throwing and bouncing her plump pale ass for whoever pays her enough - those effectively useless panties with "BAD BITCH" printed on them have been netting her a bunch of customers!

Disclaimer: R18 material! If not to your liking then please do not view!

"Ugh, must you make moi sound so...whore-ish? I am merely offering a service that I must say is far more refined than what you claim I-"

*Suddenly, a flatscreen TV pops out with quite the recording on it, of Celeste twerking right on her poker table as Makoto strokes his cock out~*

"Enjoy it while it lasts, Naegi~ I bet you must like this, huh? Havin' my fat, bouncy, ass just--" SLAM!! Chips were flying everywhere as Celeste absolutely slammed her heavy buns right onto the table and didn't even bother stopping there. The video would be filled with constant, steady, stream of wriggly slams on the table. Something that only served to get Naegi to beat his meat faster. "Crash right onto this table? Huh? Feeling lucky for paying little Taeko to do something so filthy? Such a degenerate boy~ A! Absolutely! Filthy! Boy!!"

SLAM! SLAM! SLAM SLAM!! "A-a-aaaaah, C-celeste...." breathed out Makoto, but the gambler sighed and shook her gothic moons, pretty much fully exposed from her panties, right in Makoto's face. "Hey!! Remember? When I'm doing this...call me Taeko~ Taeko the Ultimate Twerkslut~ Ya hear me?~ Or...maybe a few shakes on your dick -- forasteeppricemindyou-- would change my big boy's mi-!!" CRASH!!!

...Well...that was a brick through the TV. Enraged, a snarling Celestia stamped out of the room.

"Alrighty, which goddamned, fucking, cum for brains, jackass sent out that video!! That's supposed to be for private usage, goddamnit!!!!!!!!!!!!" As she seethed and screamed, she was completely unaware that not only was she still wearing her 'Bad Bitch' panties...

She also had her skirt hiked up to show off the Ultimate 'Twerksluts' ass and the amount of money she had slipped in off of that morning's work alone~

[geniequestria]

Back in Ponyville, Twilight has been recapping with her friends what has happened since the previous day. Everything starting from her battle with Starlight Glimmer in the archives, all the way to what they had just seen happen before Starlight disappeared, having ran away from the rainbow of magic made by the elements of Harmony

“…And that’s all that’s happened since last night”

“Good heavens, Twilight! To have all that happen, plus the Storm King’s impending invasion, with the fate of Equestria almost entirely on your shoulders… I don’t know how you can stand without fainting! I’m… feeling woozy myself just thinking about it!” The fashionista nearly faints, tipping over a little but manages to recover, though still has a dramatic hoof over her head.

“Yes, this is quite a bit to have all happen at once. But I couldn’t be a Princess if I fainted under pressure. This is when we’re supposed to dig deep the most. Even though we have two big threats to worry about now, I think now Starlight’s the bigger threat. Not that I’m underestimating how bad the Storm King could be, as his forces were able to swiftly take Celestia and Luna out from under our noses. But Starlight’s now a powerful genie, she is by far the bigger threat at this very moment.” She then also droops her head before admitting something to her friends “*sigh* Not to mention this is kind of all my fault too…”

Applejack quickly lends some comforting words. “Awwww, but Twi… we know y'all were desperate fo’ solutions… and ya couldn’t have exactly read what that lamp would do while Starlight was firing at ya.”

“I know… but now I got Trixie caught up in all this…” Twilight answers with a downtrodden look on her face, her mistake from last night was escalating out of control quickly.

“Speaking of Trixie, what was up with that moment she was brought into her hat. That was really weird! She said something like ‘Oh Starlight, please turn me into your genie!’ before it gobbled her up completely” Rainbow Dash thought of how odd Trixie’s reactions were to being brought into the hat. “But… that’s not what Starlight was actually doing, right?”

“I’m quite curious myself as to what happened back there! Trixie sure had a strange wide range of emotions…”

Rarity blushes as she remembers it a little more vividly than Rainbow did and thinks to herself “And admittedly quite… erotic… especially towards the end…”

“Well, given Starlight acted pretty similarly when she was being absorbed by the lamp… it’s very likely that she was indeed transformed into a genie too” Twilight explained

All the others gasp at what Twilight told them

“AHHHHHHH, This is getting out of Hoof! NOW THERE ARE TWO OF THEM?!” Pinkie Pie holds her hooves on the side of her head as she freaks out

“Exactly, and Starlight’s goal is likely to expand further beyond just Trixie. Remember, her goal was equality. I think she intends to forcefully turn every pony in Equestria into a hypnotized and numerously large genie army that will themselves be able to genify others! This is why Starlight’s our priority, not the Storm King.” Twilight gives a determined face as she leads her friends to focus on the threat Starlight poses.

Fluttershy looks a little confused and asks Twilight a question “But wait… if Starlight only wants everypony to be equal. Why go the effort of turning ponies into genies? With her power, couldn’t she just have some pony wish from her that every pony was more equal?

Twilight nods “That is true Fluttershy, I actually kind of suspect that if she had been genified only by the lamp itself. That might have been what she did instead. But I also told you girls during the explanation that Sombra’s Crystal of Corruption was sucked into the lamp before it got Starlight. I’m willing to bet that it was that crystal that’s turned her desires for Equality twisted to such a degree, that she now wants everypony to be a genie like she is. This likely isn’t the same Starlight we faced in Our Town anymore, she’s been corrupted far beyond that. Just like what happened when Trixie had the Alicorn Amulet before we purified it.”

“So imagine if Trixie with the still corrupted Amulet was bent on making everypony else corrupted like her, but on an even higher power scale. Given it was apparent Trixie was no match for Starlight during their duel even with the Amulet equipped. That’s what we’re dealing with… It probably doesn’t help that Trixie herself is likely going to be on Starlight’s side now… so it’s almost like we do indeed have a stronger Alicorn Amulet Trixie to deal with, ON TOP of having an extremely powerful and evil genie Starlight…”

Applejack remarked “Well ain’t we suck… Ah mean… stuck between ah storm an' ah tight space... Where do we even go? With their powers, they could be ANYWHERE in Equestria!”

“I actually have a pretty good suspicion of where Starlight’s going to strike first…” The alicorn confidently tells her friends

“Where?” Pinkie inquired

Twilight floats down a map of Equestria and points to the northeast ”Our Town. She’ll most certainly want to put that place back under her hooves, to begin her revenge tour.”

“Then what are we waiting for! Let’s get on the train! Arrive at Our Town, and blast some genie butt with our rainbow of harmony!” Rainbow rallies the other elements with her tough words as the Elements of Harmony all run for the train. Hoping to stop Starlight, and now a newly genified Trixie, from causing any more havoc.

Though there’s one member of the Elements that seems to be lagging behind

“Rarity! Move faster! The train doesn’t have rules about being fashionably late!” Rainbow reminds the fashionista, albeit it wasn’t that she was considering fixing up her appearance. She was still thinking about what she had just seen. Hearing more about what happened from Twilight only made her all the more… curious. But she shakes her head before finally picking up her pace to catch up with the rest.

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some old rambles about discord and starswirl that I dug up

I been thinkin. Bout Discord and Starswirl. And how they probably knew each other. And what their relationship could've been. And what that means for the rest of their arcs in the show.

From what we know (and what I remember) Discord came into power after Starswirl and the pillars were sent to Limbo, but Celestia and Luna started ruling Equestria sometime between those two events, because they were too young to remember or care about the other pillars, but they banished Discord.

We don't know a lot about Discord's past, but I imagine that when he first came to Equestria (at which point I assume he was fairly young by draconequus standards), he wasn't exactly given a warm welcome. Ponies were probably absolutely terrified of this horse-headed, bat-winged, lion-pawed, snake-tailed freak of nature, and there's a good chance they would've driven him out of town full force. His first taste of ponykind was rejection.

So, later, he tries again. He makes himself a pony disguise-- a handsome unicorn stallion named Atlas-- and sets off to learn more about Equestria. And it works! He's able to make friends, live amongst ponies, and study Equestria magic. He actually gets pretty good at doing through his unicorn horn, so much so that he manages to get into a prestigious magic school for gifted unicorns. "Atlas" is of course still a troublemaker, though. He pulls pranks, annoys his teachers, breaks the rules, and just generally has no respect for authority. And why should he? The entire society that Equestria is built on is corrupt beyond all belief, stuck in its ways, and downright hostile towards any creature outside of it. They didn't deserve his damn respect. Equestria itself was fairly new as well, and the ponies themselves were still getting used to each other. It was all one giant powderkeg, and Atlas was honestly excited to see what would happen when it went off. So he stuck around, if only to cause more chaos in this personal playpen country of his. If he wasn't the best student in all of his classes, his teachers probably would've strangled him after a day.

And then one day, he found himself in a class with the famous Odin Starswirl, a magically gifted unicorn with a penchant for proving others wrong and keeping a clear head while doing it. He was proper, eloquent, studious, respectable-- a perfect pony for Atlas to torment. Except it turns out that Odin is ridiculously, insufferably hard to annoy. When Atlas knocked over his books, or spilled water on his cloak, or made fun of his sloppy hornwriting, Odin simply responded with a sigh and a quick cantrip to fix whatever the stallion had ruined with his antics. This did not please Atlas at all. He spent more time hanging around Odin than he did hanging out with his more troublesome buddies, just to try and get a rise out of him. But he never could. If anything, they were becoming... friends. Atlas's biting remarks turned into light-hearted jabs and playful scoldings.

"Odin, for heaven's sake, if you don't take a break from studying to shave for once in your damn life, I'm going to have to start calling you Starswirl the Bearded!"

His destruction of property turned into casual acts of kindness.

"Yes, I brought your saddlebag. I knew you'd forget it, you scatterbrain. We're lucky you even remember to eat."

His contempt for Odin's huffy nature turned into giving the unicorn an easy out for boring social events hosted by his equally uppity parents.

"C'mon, Stars, let's get out of here. I know a place nearby that sells elderberry tea."

"You know I can't leave. This is an important party."

"Important to whom, exactly, my dear?"

"To my parents!"

"Your parents. Well, last time I checked, they weren't you."

"...Fine. Thirty minutes, and then you're bringing me back."

Before long, Odin was regularly sneaking off to join Atlas and his friends on their escapades. He found himself strangely drawn to the unicorn, in spite of-- or maybe because of his rebellious and carefree nature. He was so different from the ponies Odin was used to, so sure of himself, so headstrong. Odin would be a fool to say he wasn't slowly getting attached to the scoundrel.

Atlas noticed this, of course. He was honestly surprised! Who knew a straight-edged young scholar like Odin would be so willing to stray from the path of monotony? And that was all Atlas wanted. To cause a little chaos in Odin's life. It wasn't as if there were moments in which he looked at the unicorn and considered giving up his whole scheme to enjoy a happy life alongside his... friend? Companion? Fellow associate? Lord, what even where they? Atlas had never really had a friend that was interested in any part of him other than the chaotic part, and Discord hadn't had any friends at all. He took a leap of faith one day to ask Odin if they were, in fact, friends, and Odin responded with an aloof "Yes, I do believe so." And that was that, wasn't it? He had a friend. A real friend.

Over the next few years, Odin and Atlas became inseparable. It was a thing to see, the two of them trotting down the streets of Canterlot together. They couldn't have been more different, from the way they walked to the way they spoke, but they were as close as ponies could get. Odin gave Atlas a safe place to practice magic, study Equestrian history, and discuss the library's old scrolls and texts from ancient unicorns. Atlas gave Odin an out from his mundane life as a trophy child of the wealthy Starswirl family. When Odin started tutoring two unicorn fillies with promising skills in arcane magics, Atlas was the first of Odin's friends he introduced them to (the fillies lovingly started referring to the stallions as their honorary uncles). When Atlas accidentally used too much sticking potion in a prank and stuck one of his teachers to the side of the school for three days, Odin helped him sneak into the Starswirl mansion to hide, scolding him between laughs the whole way. They each saw more in each other than the average pony could ever see; Odin was more than a prodigy, and Atlas was more than an annoyance.

And if there were, perhaps, by some miracle, some hint of... romance beneath their friendship that neither side would admit to, well. That was their own business. If they enjoyed cuddling up on the couch to read from the same book, nopony needed to know. If they relished each "accidental" brush of hooves or tails when they walked together, nopony would be any the wiser. If Odin longed for the day when Atlas would use those strong forearms of his to pin the stallion against the nearest wall and just kiss him already, and felt more alive than he'd ever felt in his life when Atlas finally did...

Then maybe that was just fine. And for a while, it was. But there was always that itch at the back of Atlas's mind, that knowledge that their relationship was fleeting, because it was all, in truth, based on a lie. If Odin found out who Atlas really was, what Atlas really was, it would all crumble to pieces like a biscuit that had been left out in the sun. Atlas... no, Discord hated that the thought of losing Odin-- a simple pony whose life was a speck of dust in his immortal existence, who would be a pile of ashes in the ground before Discord had even had his second molt-- made him so unreasonably upset. He'd known going into this that becoming invested in the lives of the ponies in Equestria was foolish. He'd never meant for it to get this far. He'd come here to futz with the government a bit, maybe start a few riots or terrorize a few queens. He never wanted to find Odin. So why wasn't he willing to let him go?

Shit, he really was in too deep.

And yet, Atlas and Odin found themselves ever-so-slowly, but ever-so-surely falling in love.

But nothing gold can stay.

Odin had always known Atlas was a bit of an anarchist. It was one of the things he admired about the stallion-- his ability to let go of the norms that Equestria had built for itself and be his own pony. The problem was that Atlas seemed to have a problem with how Equestria treated creatures who weren't ponies. Griffons, yaks, kirin, and the like. Equestria had never been a big trading country, or a big socializing-with-other-nations country. They kept to themselves. Of course, this meant that xenophobia was rampant, and that the fear of the outside world was instilled into the hearts of almost every pony there. But why should Atlas care so much?

Odin asked him as much when the two stallions were studying together in Odin's room, and Atlas became noticeably more tense. He gave Odin a simple "I just think it's wrong," hoping to avoid the subject, but Odin pressed him for more details. Sure, Equestria was problematic, but all in all, it was a good country. Was there really anything so bad about wanting to keep it the way it was? Atlas tried to keep himself from snapping, tried to keep himself from saying something he'd regret, but hearing these things from a pony he loved hurt him deeply.

"It's not about tradition or preservation, Odin. It's about the fact that Equstria has never been willing to change. Before the unifications of the species, it was conflict between the pony species. After, it was conflict between the classes. Now, it's conflict between countries. Just because the problems are external doesn't mean they aren't there," Atlas told him.

"But it isn't exactly a pressing matter. It hardly effects us at all. I guess I just don't understand," Odin replied.

"Of course you don't."

It was said so quietly that Odin couldn't quite tell if he'd been meant to hear it, yet with such venom that he couldn't ignore it. He chanced a confused look and a "What?"

Atlas stood. "Of course you don't," he repeated. "You're the perfect example of a high-class, magically advanced, want-for-nothing unicorn pony. You're perfectly content to live in your little bubble of mediocrity, never trying to do anything to change the world around you. You think there's nothing you can do to help others, so you don't even try. You think they'll sort themselves out. You're complacent, Odin. You've always been."

"Complacent! And just what is wrong with that? I'm doing my best in my own life and I have no responsibility to try and fix the lives of others! Is it so wrong to focus on myself?"

"Of course not! But you can't just pretend that you're the only one with problems! I see it every day, Odin. You act like you're on top of the world, like you're above feeling sorry for others. You don't even care about them. About me!"

Odin looked hurt. "Atlas, I-- of course I care about you! You mean everything to me!"

"And just how much would it take to change that? Telling you my real name isn't Atlas? Telling you I'm not from Equestria? Telling you I look like this?!"

In a flash, Atlas removed all the disguise spells he had on himself, leaving him-- Discord-- in his true form. A long, sleek body covered in brown fur. The misshapen head of a goat, framed by a shaggy black mane and two short horns. Wings, legs, and a tail that had all been taken from different animals, stuck together like a gruesome collage. Odin's eyes trailed up the creature's body slowly, trying and failing to comprehend what he was seeing. He began to back up.

Discord could feel each step he took like knives driving into his heart. Odin was afraid.

The draconequus scoffed. "You're all the same."

"A-Atlas, I..."

"Discord. My name is Discord. I am a draconequus from the tribe of the western Badlands, sent to Equestria to study its magic. When I first came here, I was avoided like the plague. Ponies wanted nothing to do with me. They saw what they were told to see in me-- a monster. A hideous, murderous, blood-thirsty monster. They threw me out because I was different."

Odin was silent for a long moment. When he finally spoke, his voice trembled. "I think I n-need some time to... to process all of this. Alone."

Discord couldn't have stopped the pain he felt from showing on his face if he'd somehow managed to summon all the magic on the planet. He gritted his teeth, blinked back tears, and disappeared in a shower of sparks.

It was the last conversation he would have with Odin for a millennium.

That night, Odin lay in bed, his mind racing, working overtime to try and figure out what in Tartarus had just happened. Firstly, he and Atlas had just had their first real lovers' spat. Except that those typically didn't lead to one of the ponies involved revealing that he was a creature from a faraway land, but whatever. Secondly, "Atlas" was a draconequus named Discord. That would take some getting used to, of course, but it was nothing he couldn't handle. Thirdly, Atlas-- who was actually Discord-- had stormed out in a huff without saying goodbye. Well, that's just how things were sometimes. Nothing to lose sleep over.

When he awoke the next morning, the first though this mind supplied him with was, "Oh sweet merciful heavens I've ruined everything." He rushed to school early, hoping to find his friend (Boyfriend? Lover? Shit, I love him and I just cast him out like an old dish towel), but the stallion was nowhere in sight. Odin asked around, tried everything to get into contact with Atlas/Discord, but nothing came up. He had disappeared off the face of the planet.

Instead of dealing with all the emotional turmoil that came with that situation, Odin threw himself into his studies. His magic grew stronger and stronger, fueled by rage and pain and sadness. He pushed Celestia and Luna to become powerful sorcerers like himself, pouring every hour that he didn't spend practicing magic himself into teaching them. He tried to forget about Discord entirely, and move on. He didn't need some handsome bad-boy keeping him sane to be successful. He only needed himself. That was all he would ever need. Odin was gone. There was only the great and honorable Starswirl the Bearded.

When the sirens invaded Equestria, he agreed to help defeat them. When Stygian came to him looking for friendship that Starswirl hadn't even offered to the other "pillars," he turned him away coldly. When he realized the only way to defeat the Pony of Shadows was by sending the seven of them into limbo, he refused, at least at first. But the citizens of Equestria persisted. He was the great Starswirl, he had a duty to protect them and keep Equestria safe. He tried to tell them that the consequences of the spell were too drastic, but they would not listen. Starswirl had no choice but to go through with it.

Discord, meanwhile, had been staying on the outskirts of Equestria, brooding and cursing Odin's name. When he found out that Odin had vanished, however, and the circumstances of his disappearance... well, he wasn't happy. Despite everything, he still loved the idiot, and he had never wanted something so terrible to happen to him. Odin would have never agreed to something like that without being pushed by the Equestrian citizens. What right did they have to decide who lived and who died? Why did they get to sacrifice their most beloved sorcerer for their own safety when there were other options? Was this the price they paid for harmony?

That wouldn't do. That simply wouldn't do at all. If these pitiful excuses for equines thought the pony of shadows was a threat to their delicate balance, he would show them true chaos. He dethroned the country's leader, took over, and made the ponies of Equestria suffer like he did.

And then Celestia and Luna came along. When had they gotten so big? So powerful? How had they grown wings? Were they seriously going to try and take him down? Lulu and Celly, the sweet little fillies who had once made him flower crowns and taught him songs and invited him to tea parties. They were going to try and make him surrender. How adorable. He wasn't going to fight them, of course-- he still held a great affection for them, no matter how long he'd been gone. He would let them do their little song and dance, and them send them on their way.

Of course it was hard for the sisters, too. They had looked up to Discord back in the day, he and Starswirl both. Now they were using the magic that Starswirl had taught them to defeat someone he had once loved. Someone he probably still loved. But freedom is never free, and the sisters were resigned to their fate. They harnessed the power of the elements of harmony, turned Discord to stone, and hoped silently that someday, somehow, he would return to them, and he and Starswirl would find each other again.

[kaito-is-baby]

Can I request the THH cast and a reader who has sleep paralysis often?

Ohhh I love this so much!!! Just today I was watching a lot of videos about sleep paralysis so I hope I get it right. This idea and how many different opportunities it gives... I love it! Plus it's the THH cast and that's always great

DR1 CAST WITH AN S/O WHO HAS SLEEP PARALYSIS P.1

The second part is here

Man, looking for this pic made me very very sad

Makoto Naegi

• It came out as a normal topic while you were talking one day, you didn't even gave it any importance but he did find it pretty concerning

• He didn't want to make you uncomfortable by asking about it so he investigated by his own

• And tried to find a way to stop them or at least notice when you are having one and wake you up then

• He found someone talking about how they always managed to move a feet on a sleep paralysis and their boyfriend knew that that gesture meant that they needed to be awaken

• So he told you about it

•Wow, Makoto, how much have you been investigating about it?

• And since then you tried to find that part of your body you could move while he watched you sleep

• And when you two find out he was very happy

•Now he can wake you up whenever you are having a sleep paralysis!

Sayaka Maizono

•Sayaka has a very light sleep so when you wake up from your paralysis she wakes up with you

•"Is everything okay, honey?"

•Now that you have heard her voice yes, she has such a relaxing voice, you feel totally restored now even if you were about to have a heart attack out of fear no longer than a minute ago

•You tell her about your sleeping problem and she listens to every one of your words, nodding at you

•And when you are done she asks you to curl up on her arms until you fall sleep again

•You feel a little ignored, almost as if she had said that your problem wasn't a real problem and just a little nightmare but you don't really care, you fall asleep like a baby on your girlfriend arms

•And the next day she tells you a lot of ideas to try and help you stop the sleep paralysis, she has been all night awake not only caressing you but also searching for a way to help you

•She wasn't ignoring you, she was trying to make you get a good sleep

• And now that she knows about it when you wake up after a paralysis, and wake her up too on the process, she sings you to comfort you. It always work, you feel a lot better after hearing her angelical voice

• And if you are taking a nap she will try to mumble some songs during all your nap to try and make a sweeter environment for you to sleep

• Incredibly it works and whenever she sings while you sleep your sleep paralysis doesn't attack you

•Of course it is probably just a coincidence but you two don't want to risk it and she always sings while you sleep, it is good for her too, she can write new songs or practice the old ones

•And she doesn't have to worry for you, it's a win-win for the both of you

Leon Kuwata

•You were quite used to the sleep paralysis but you had never had one sleeping with him

•The first time it happens you try to call his name or touch him but, of course, you can't move or talk

•Your sleep paralysis are horrible and even if you know they aren't true you feel like you are going to die

•Luckily Leon can't sleep on the same position for more than 10 minutes so he moves on your bed, moving you too and waking you up

•You wake up with him cuddling onto you and it really does make you feel better

•You don't even need to tell him about your sleep paralysis, he is just your perfect company while sleeping, his impossibility to stay still always saves you from your sleep paralysis

• Since then you always want to sleep with him and even if he loves it and won't complain he does ask if something happened

•Maybe something happened and you are afraid to sleep alone? He doesn't want that, he wants to help and to make sure you are calm

•When you tell him about the sleep paralysis he is very interested and kind of want to have one too even if you try to explain him that it is a lot worse than nightmares and he really doesn't want to have one

•Even if he doesn't take it seriously he knows that it scares you and tries to be even more agitated while sleeping to make sure he wakes you up

• He doesn't want to be sleeping while you are suffering, he is actually kinda worried for you

Chihiro Fujisaki

•You were just taking a nap when the sleep paralysis appeared

•Chihiro was there too, working on some computer program

•You could see him just in front of you, sitting on a chair and, at his side, a big man staring at you with no face or eyes but still you knew he was looking at you

•And you couldn't move of course

•You tried to relax and remember that it was just a sleep paralysis

•And after some seconds you woke up

•Chihiro didn't even notice that something was wrong, he turned to you with a happy smile on his face

•"Good morning! Have you slept well?"

•You don't want to worry him, he is too cute and sensitive to scare him with that kind of things

•And his bright smile is more than enough to make you forget about the horrible things you see on your paralysis

•Luckily he only needs to see your face to smile that way so you always receive it when you wake up

Kiyotaka Ishimaru

•On one of your usual study dates you can't really focus, you had a very bad sleep yesterday, with your sleep paralysis attacking you it was impossible to get any rest

•And Taka notices it, you are usually very hard working, that's what he likes the most of you, but today you are really absent. What happened?

•You explain to him that you had a bad sleep and the reason to it

•And now he is giving you a lecture about why you can't let those sleeping problems affect your energy during the day

•Usually you wouldn't mind to hear him say that kind of... inspiring things, is a part of him, but today you are too tired to put up with him

•So you explode, you've been tired all week for your sleep paralysis, now is stronger than ever and you are a little scared to go to sleep because it will attack again

•You tell him how weary you feel and he seems to understand it

•He reprimands you about your bad habits, claiming that your sleep paralysis is caused because of your lack of a good sleep schedule

•You know perfectly that that's not the reason, you have tried everything to stop them already, but you find a good opportunity on this

•Taka never wants you to sleep with him, that's not an appropriate behaviour for two young teens like you

•But you make a deal with him, you will follow his sleep schedule as long as you two sleep together

•That way whenever he goes to bed you will go too and, according to him, your sleep paralysis will stop

•It, of course, doesn't stop but sleeping with Taka makes you feel capable of endure it

Mondo Owada

•You are used to your sleep paralysis, nothing you can't control

•But this one is really horrifying, some black silhouette is trying to strangle you and you really feel like you can't breathe

•With the blanket over your face you can't really see what is going on, you can only feel an amazing pressure on your chest

•Why is your face covered on the first place?

• "Oh, baby, sorry!"

•Thanks god Mondo's voice get you out of the sleep paralysis

•And when you wake up he is taking the blanket of your face

•"Damn, I was cold and wrap up, sorry, I didn't count with you"

•So... you were under the blanket because... he forgot you were there?

•You had no time to think about how Mondo could be so forgetful while sleeping, you were still having problems to breath properly, afterall you had just been choked

•"Fuck, babe, are you alright?"

•Now the two of you are panicking, Mondo won't use a blanket ever again in his life

•Once you manage to breath again you explain him everything about your sleep paralysis

•And he is amazed, if he had to deal with all of that while sleeping he would wake up very upset and would probably punch everyone on the face during the day

•You were very strong and determined

•Even if he admires you he wants to help you get out of those paralysis

•He doesn't really know how to help you and ends up spending almost all if the nights awake, ready to comfort you once you wake up from your sleep paralysis

•And even if he does not find a way to help you you feel a bit better having him at your side when you wake up

•His main thing to say while comforting you is that you don't have anything to fear, he would beat up anything attacking you

•And it helps, you know that your boyfriend is amazingly strong, if one of those monsters attacking you were real they wouldn't stand a chance against Mondo

•And he would do anything to keep his S/O save

Celestia Ludenberg

•Another one who secretely wants to have one

•She is a freak of the whole oneiric world and specially the sleep paralysis. You are seeing demons! Doesn't it make you feel special? She finds it very special, she finds YOU very special

•But once you explain her that you hate them she knows perfectly how to end them

• Don't sleep face up, don't do any exercise 4 hours before going to sleep, try to get at least 6 hours of sleep....

•Now you have a long list of things to not do while/before sleeping

•And your girlfriend has another with the same things but instead she will try to do them all

•Now she has another reason to try and have an sleep paralysis, she will win against the deamons and also understand you better, your sleep paralysis is a signal that she should try to have one

•Poor Celes didn't expected what she was going to see

•You two wake up on a horrible state, your list didn't work and you had another sleep paralysis

•Her list, on the other hand, did work making her have a horrible sleep paralysis

•What woke you up from your paralysis was Celestia's face hiding on your neck

•Your girlfriend, the girl with the expressionless poker face, was crying on your shoulder

•She had a horrible time and you can't stand to see her like that, you spend all night cuddling, trying to comfort her

•And now you two have sleep paralysis every once in a while

•And you have to take care of her and comfort her

•Afterall she isn't as used to them as you are

•But you have absolutely forbidden to tell anyone that the Liar-Queen has to be holded like a baby to sleep because she is too afraid of the sleep paralysis she herself forced her into

•That's something only you are allowed to know and it's because she loves you and trusts you

•And you would never break that trust

Kyoko Kirigiri

•You tell her about it the first day you two sleep together, you don't want her to get very surprised if you wake up suddenly on the middle of the night

•And now your plan for the night has changed

•Eating a pizza watching a movie and cuddling on the couch? I think no

•You spend all day on libraries looking for books about sleep paralysis

•And once the libraries are closed and night is falling you think maybe your original plan will be restored

•Well, it isn't, the same research but with her computer instead

•When you are too tired to keep reading weird articles about how to stop the paralysis Kyoko agrees to go to sleep

•Even if she wants to stay a little longer investigating about it, she had just found a page full of people experiences

•While you two brush your teeth and get ready to sleep she is remembering you everything you have to do and everything you can't do

•And once in the bed Kyoko convinces you to spoon sleep

•Doesn't really matter who is the big and who is the small spoon, she just want to make sure that you sleep sideways and are holded in case the paralysis attacks anyways

Okay, I will stop here and make a part 2 in a couple of days because I'm running out of ideas and I think this post is growing too long

But don't worry anon, I promise I will finish your request! And I hope you like what I have until now, I personally love it