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[aito-mation]

r we ready to talk abt yet how white ppl’s obsession w kpop is just an extension of the current western obsession w youth n beauty but w the added racist element of exploiting young asian performers ?? like u can pretend its just the music all u want but those kpop idols r recruited before they hit puberty n trained relentlessly to perform nonstop-often in sensual/sexual ways-until they retire before they turn 30 n a bunch of white americans r praising that system bc young korean girls r attractive to them. n thats the only reason cuz look at kpop posts. heavily edited gifsets of 18yo girls w flawless skin n hair wearing makeup n outfits chosen by a team for maximum marketability. twitter users thinking 23yos dont have wrinkles. looping two second gifs of a lackluster booty pop in their 20min dance number from their latest world tour. y was loona performing in the US last year when theres a widely known poorly handled pandemic ravaging the nation ? y is it cute that kpop boy groups r constantly shipped from set to set doing stupid q&as for 6 10min youtube videos per channel n their entire lives r surveilled n sold ?? for the Hastag Brand.

[sweeter-than-teafood]

Texting

AN: I was inspired by the artifact for Amy and Sitri’s card, and thought up the silliest thing lmao.

Tw: A lot of swearing from these devils. Also, this is going from what we’ve seen from Day 3 of the Unsightly Guy event. So it may be ooc in the future. Or not. Yeehaw.

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-3am, Gehenna’s Palace-

Bzzt!

A new message? Sitri glared at his phone as the lit screen illuminated his entire bedroom. Who could be texting him at this ungodly hour?

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-Hell-Oh Talk: 1 new message-

Amy (Online now)

Status: Ew 2 drinking tea. Can’t b me, I’m manly as fuck.

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Sitri rolled his eyes at the violent devil’s status. Of course he’d think that, he has no patience to enjoy sophisticated hobbies. He probably couldn’t even pour from a teapot if the instructions were written on the bottom.

He opened the message, expecting to see some pathetic diatribe of how canned coffee is superior and that tea-making yields zero-rizz.

Amy:

Lol, maybe MC would lyk u if u weren’t 2 busy 😭 over their dead gramps. Solomon! Solomonnnnnn… Wot a loser u r! Enjoy ur left hand, buddy! 😂

…

Crunch!

Sitri ground his teeth, pissed off by the message. How dare he! The Descendant of Solomon liked him just fine! Who was he to comment on their relationship, when he hadn’t even met them yet?!

Fingers started typing away with a fury that wasn’t usually displayed by Sitri. He hit send, and decided to head to the tearoom for a cup of black tea to calm down.

-Meanwhile on the outskirts of Gehenna-

Amy smirked at the message he had just sent to Sitri. Sure, he would block his number because that fancy prick had nothing useful to say to him, but sometimes it was fun to unblock him and send an insult just to ruin his day.

Bzzt!

Oh? A reply so soon? Well, whatever it said, Amy was certain that it was complete and utter angelshit.

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-Hell-Oh! Talk: 1 New Message-

Sitri (Online now)

Status: Only a fucking idiot would use a stick as a weapon. Have some diversity, you caveman

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Amy scoffed at Sitri’s status. Of course he’d think that! He thinks he’s hot shit just because he trained in many weapons! But nothing bashes in angel skulls better than what he uses! Sometimes simple is better!

He opened the message, ready to read some sad sob story about Solomon.

Sitri:

What the fuck did you just fucking say about me, you little bitch?

I'll have you recall that it was I who graduated top of our class in the Gehenna Military Program, and how I am an esteemed alumni of the Hades Intelligence Student Program, I've been involved in numerous secret raids on Heaven, and I have over 666 confirmed kills.

I am trained in guerilla warfare and I'm the top pistolier in the entire Gehenna Miltary Forces. You are nothing to me but just another measly target.

I will wipe you the fuck out with precision the likes of which has never been seen before in this Hell, mark my fucking words. You think you can get away with saying that shit to me over a simple text? Think again, fucker.

As we speak I am contacting my secret network of spies across Hell and your GPS location is being traced right now so you better prepare for the storm, you lowly maggot. The storm that wipes out the pathetic little thing you call your life.

You're fucking dead, loser. I can be anywhere, anytime, and I can kill you in over seven hundred ways, and that's just with my bare hands.

Not only am I extensively trained in unarmed and armed combat, but I have access to the entire arsenal of the Gehenna Capital Military Force and I will use it to its full extent to wipe your miserable ass off the face of the country, you little shit.

If only you could have known what unholy retribution your little "funny" comment was about to bring down upon you, maybe you would have held your fucking tongue. But you couldn't, you didn't, and now you're paying the price, you goddamn idiot.

I will shit fury all over you and you will drown in it. I’ll use your tears to steep my tealeaves in, because nothing will bring me greater satisfaction than to see you snivel and beg for mercy. You're fucking dead, you cowardly bitch.

Amy let out a harsh laugh. Did this dickhead get ahold of some dank shit from Abyssos? The levels of delusion were incredible. His finger hovered over the textbar, before he decided against it.

“I have better things to do than to entertain this butler wannabe. Maybe later.”

-Sometime later, in the Palace of Gehenna-

That damn bastard.

>>Seen 16hrs ago

Sitri grits his teeth in annoyance at the ever increasing hours on the small bar. First that meathead talks shit about him, and now he can’t even form a response?

‘He’s probably masturbating to this, that fucking asshole.’

Sitri shuddered in disgust at the mental image and quickly threw himself into his paperwork as a welcome distraction.

-Gehenna’s Outskirts-

Amy decided to finally reply to Sitri’s lengthy text. He ponders for a second; there are so many things he could say to further fuel this tea-drinking bastard’s aggression. But he opts for something simple that will infuriate him.

-Palace of Gehenna-

Bzzt!

Sitri looks up from his paperwork to see his phone light up. He immediately grabs it and clicks on the notification.

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-Hell-Oh! Talk: 1 new message-

Amy (Online Now)

Status: Bitches b mad lmao

Sitri chose to ignore the devil’s pathetic status for now. He opened the message.

Amy:

Nice CV, loser. Still get no bitches tho.

Sitri stared blankly at the text, before he closed his phone. What a waste of time.

“I’m not even going to reply to that.”

Little did he know, he would pick up his phone ten minutes later to start typing away.

[ivanttakethis]

WHAT R UR FAV ALNST THEORIES/ ANALYSES!?!?!!

GREAT QUESTION ANON!!!

These my favorite theories in no particular order, with some of my own personal theories mixed in.

Most of these are about Ivan, but he’s my favorite character so yeah lol.

Long post under the cut. Let’s go!!

1. IVAN IS ALIVE (yes, the capitalization is necessary)

I believe this one for a few reasons:

- We haven’t seen any official art about Ivan’s death (which is inch resting imo)

- At one point, there was a post/comment/rumor that Vivinos/QMENG (not sure which) said no one else was going to die after Sua (of course now I can’t find where I initially saw this, so take it with a grain of salt). This could’ve been said to mislead us or maybe they changed their minds later on, but I’m still holding onto this — assuming the statement was made/is true.

- Ivan didn’t get shot in the head. If they wanted to kill him to stop him from “hurting” Till, why waste bullets on shooting him several times in non-lethal places when they could’ve just sniped him one time in the head or neck and been done with it?

- Ivan’s owner Unsha is an alien underworld mobster who has a rivalry with Till’s owner Urak. I don’t think Unsha would take Till (and by extension Urak) “winning” Round 6 in the way he did lightly enough to let Ivan rest without a rematch. But maybe he’s not as petty as I would be idk.

- I’m delusional 🙂

2. Luka isn’t branded.

- This is one of my theories. I think Luka doesn’t have his name branded anywhere on him because he was grown in a lab.

- If the aliens are capable of growing humans, they probably also have the ability to “edit” or design them however they wish. They could’ve made Luka into the perfect Alien Stage contestant: beautiful, musically talented, charming, eternally youthful, but also cunning and cutthroat.

- I think they made him obedient on a fundamental level, more obedient than Ivan or Sua. It’s part of his DNA.

- He’s incapable of rebelling, so there’s no need to brand him. There’s no need for a reminder of who’s in charge because Luka wouldn’t step out of line in the first place.

3. Sua was turned into an android.

- Based on this official art that continues to haunt me.

- Also this post about Vivinos saying Sua will appear again “no matter what form she takes” makes me go hmm 🤔

- If Mizi and Hyuna get captured, I could see android Sua being brought in to break down Mizi as some sort of psychological torture method. (Wow, that got dark. Anyways…)

4. Ivan will appear in the 10th video in the series.

- I talked about my reasoning behind this theory here, but to summarize: the three numbers in this pic with Ivan could represent Round 3 and Round 6, which he appeared in both, and the 10 could represent him appearing in the 10th video in the series. This also ties into theory #1 on this list (IVAN IS ALIVE)

- This is one of my favorite theories because it gives me big “cork board and red string” conspiracy vibes lol

5. Ivan has a connection to the wagyeins.

- Based on the official art we have of Ivan being close with a wagyein as a child. I did a mini-analysis about their relationship in this post.

- Ivan also has some of similarities to the wagyein that we don’t see in any other humans (red pupils, sharp tooth, etc.)

6. Ivan was experimented on.

- Another one of my personal theories is that Ivan was experimented on, though not to the extent that Till was.

- This might explain why he was able to tank like three bullets without flinching much in Round 6.

- And also why his blood might be a different color, as mentioned in this post.

Finally, and perhaps most devastatingly:

7. Till did look at Ivan, he just didn’t notice.

- I think Ivan is an unreliable narrator who is deeply self-deprecating and always sees the worst in himself. And because both Round 3 and Round 6 focused heavily on Ivan’s perspective, we as the audience end up seeing the world how he saw it, rather than how it actually was.

- Ivan thinks that Till never noticed him, but I think he did. Just— not when Ivan was looking. There’s some art/screenshots to back this up too (his eyes being closed in some of these 😭).

Those are all my favorite theories as of now, but I’m sure there’ll be more in the future.

Thank you for the ask anon!

[kalcium-yippee]

BSD texting Head-Canons !!

Atsushi: Unironically uses 😁😊🤣😥. Loves abbreviations like 'ur', 'thx', 'ily', and 'omg', but always fully types out 'talk to you later'. Once said 'rawr XD' unironically to Aku and Aku put him on blast in the PM gc and Chuuya sent it to Dazai and Dazai put him on blast in the ADA gc.

Akutagawa: Doesn't realize the skull emoji is a laughing emoji and once sent 'I think I killed Atsu☠️' to Dazai. Always tries to type grammatically correct sentences but messes up you're and your and they're, their, and there.

Dazai: The most ungodly spelling. Ever. Sent 'I furcng hstw u slyt butvh' to Chuuya and he put him on blast in the PM gc. Overused the skull emoji severely. A victim to putting 'lol' after every text. Sent 'I lost Ranpo on the train lol' to Kunikida and got the good 'ol Kunikida beating.

Chuuya: ALL CAPS FOR NO REASON LIKE CALM DOWN. Can't spell the same set of words including 'Realize' 'resource' 'homosexual' and 'British'. Speaking of British- he occasionally gets those 'change keyboard to British English spelling setting' buttons after spelling things like color and favorite in British English. Messages in small texts. Like 1/3 a sentence per individual text bubble.

Kunikida: Never uses the exclamation mark. Over-uses commas. THIS IS NOT A POETRY CONTEST WHY ARE YOU TYPING WITH 7 ADJECTIVES AND 4 ADVERBS.

Ranpo: Grammar? Couldn't be me. He always spells things correctly though and never uses abbreviations except for 'ily'. Called Poe 'Pookie' in DMs and Poe sent it to the Guild GC bragging that someone liked him, but they all made fun of him for getting called pookie by someone.

Poe: Everything is grammatically correct, correctly spelled, and properly punctuated and capitalized. When he started texting, he would put 'sincerely, Edgar' at the end of every text until Ranpo sent screenshots to the Guild gc (he hacked his way in). Karl has a contact on his phone. The only contacts on his phone are Ranpo, Karl, and Francis. The rest of the Guild gc is just the numbers he memorized who they belonged to.

Nikolai: Fyodor's name on his contacts is 'demon-pooks😡'. He texts like one word per text bubble. Live love laugh caps lock. Sends 'tee hee' 'yippee' and 'hooray' unironically. Emoji god.

Fyodor: Types in FAT paragraphs. Like Abe Lincoln level speeches each text. Ends each one with "-Dostoyevsky'. Started a DOA gc thinking it would cause drama he could watch but it turned into everyone trauma dumping and connecting on a deep level. They all hated each other still but at least they could therapize each other.

Sigma: Messages once in a blue moon. Never a capital letters and he makes sure to turn the automatic caps at the beginning of sentences off. He puts emojis by everyone's names in contacts. For example: "Fyodor😖" "Nikolai🤡".

Lmk if you want more x

[lucystark12]

mike wheeler and jaime lannister are the same character and that also means byler is real 🥳

my last post about game of thrones versus stranger things where i talked about writing and what went wrong with dan and david did pretty well so i figured id elaborate just a bit on my quick side note i had in there about mike reminding me of jaime because it’s something i literally cannot shake. they are so similar it causes me extreme amounts of stress. and im on a two hour flight so i have time to explain it all to you 🥳🤗

to begin, my favorite stranger things characters are mike and nancy and my favorite game of thrones characters are sansa and jaime. if you already see a pattern, then you’re on the right track, because yes, i am a believer in the misunderstood character who is widely hated amongst fans but is arguably the best written one in the given source material. sansa and nancy are both fundamentally similar characters- they both start out as naive girls who are very singularly focused on their reputation and how they’re perceived by the people around them. this is evident in nancy’s relationship with steve and with basically every single action sansa takes in season one of game of thrones. through being forced into a dangerous environment however, both characters learn to shed the ideas they had about what it means in their given world to be “successful” and “important.” i tend to love characters like that because their so realistic. even if we aren’t all being abused by kings or shooting demegorgans, most of us can relate to wishing we were something we weren’t and having to learn the hard way that it’s just better to be yourself

i just wanted to get the nancy sansa pipeline out of the way first before i talk about mike and jaime, because where nancy and sansa are similar, jaime and mike are practically twins.

let’s look at both characters at the beginning of their respective story-

- mike is 12 years old and knows close to nothing except for the fact that he wants to be able to protect the people he cares about. throughout the first season, we see mike’s guilt for not being able to find will metaphorically eat him alive, coming to a head at the cliff scene where when his other best friend is in threat of being harmed, he decides that he would rather die than not be able to save someone he cares about again.

- jaime is mike on a twenty year delay, but his story begins about where mike is at in ~season 3. however, when jaime was about 15, he was appointed to the kings guard, a position he partly sought out to be close to cersei (his affair partner (and sister but that’s a conversation for another day)) (also, mike acts the way he does when will goes missing partly because he’s lost somebody he subconsciously loves too and if you don’t think mike has been subconsciously in love with him this whole time ily but womp womp ur wrong) but also partly sought out because of his notions of what it meant to be a knight- it means that you’re fighting for the people and essentially saving as many as you possibly can. jaime is a character who cares very much about the people around him, similarly to mike. jaime’s situation comes to a similar head when he kills the king to prevent him from essentially bombing the capital city and killing half a million innocent people, which in doing so he puts his own life and reputation at risk

these characters are both so similar because they both value life. they are willing to sacrifice themselves and their reputation in the interest of other people. this is who they both are at the core of their person. however, at some point throughout their arc they both go back on their previous behaviors. they don’t so much regret the way they behaved, but the pressures about their roles that have been put on them by society lead them both to believe that their behavior is wrong in some way.

with mike, i’m talking about how affectionate (?) he was with will in season two. i’m naming what happened after the whole hospital “best thing i’ve ever done” sequence and before season three as mike going through the same thing jaime does in the period between when he kills the king and when the show starts. i think in both of these time frames, the two of them start to have this realization based on the people around them that what they did was wrong and won’t be widely accepted. jaime’s king slaying was treasonous and mike realizes that his love confession coded monologue to will in the hospital wasn’t necessarily normal behavior. this is also the exact time period in which the raegan bush election is happening. they literally probably voted during season 2. id also like to point out that both of them come from very rigid and strict families. and if you’re denying me this for mike, they have a raegan bush sign in their yard.

now we pick up in season 1 for jaime and season 3 for mike. this is where im going to bring up the singular most important part of both of their respective arcs- the love triangle. season 1/3 are the most important times for both melvin and jercei (?). melvin is at peak affection, and basically mike’s entire story for a good portion of this season revolves around her. this is basically the peak of jercei because it’s right before they get separated and their whole dynamic changes. but uh oh! there’s trouble in paradise for both! suddenly mike and el are broken up and jaime and cersei are separated by the war of the five kings. this next part bleeds into season 2/3 for jaime and season 4 for mike, when mike and el are quite literally separated.

so, both of them are separated from side one of their love triangle, who both are using as a gateway to solve what they think is their biggest flaw- jaime his narcissism and mike his sexuality. then, and this is one of my favorite little parallels, they are both literally escorted home by the other side of the triangle, where “home” (hawkins for mike, kings landing for jaime) serves to say the truth about who they are as people that they weren’t quite ready to face before they set off on their respective physical journeys. (mikes trip to california, jaimes push north)

obviously in stranger things mike and will literally go back to hawkins together. in game of thrones, jaime gets captured by the opposing army and is escorted back to the capital by a knight for the opposing army, brienne, under the condition that he will safely return the king’s sisters to him. throughout both of their returns home, they both are forced to come to terms with their feelings just a little bit. jaime admits the truth of his kingslay to brienne, and mike is given the painting. i don’t think mike has put ANY of the dots together on the painting yet, but once he does, this will serve as a HUGE influence on his character development and relationship with will (another thing i could talk about for hours). then they both get home, and jaime’s view starts to shift just a little bit… he starts thinking “hey wait… maybe brienne is onto something. maybe i don’t have to be so terrible all the time and conform to what society wants me to be.” now obviously we don’t know if mike is thinking this way yet, but my guess is that he probably will start having a similar thing next season.

the reason both brienne and will are so important to their character arcs are because in the context of the love triangle or decision their romantic interest is making, they serve to symbolize non conformity and embracing the truth about who you are and what you stand for. brienne isn’t conventionally attractive like cersei and actively goes against what was expected of women at the time. being with will would make him a part of a gay relationship, which was very nonconformist at the time. where cersei and eleven serve in the relationship to show pretending, insecurity, and lies since they are literally the exact opposite of brienne and will. and guess who doesn’t lie? FRIENDS.

so, what i’m saying is that will is essential to ending mike’s character arc just like brienne was to jaime, and that if stranger things fumbles the bag and doesn’t make it happen like game of thrones did, then mike will live in infamy as an unfinished character who had a stupid ending just like jaime did.

also, i am a “jaime should have killed cersei and then died in the fire with her” truther and similarly believe that mike should sacrifice himself in the last summer to come full circle to the sacrificial person he used to be. i also don’t believe in happy endings because they’re boring ❤️

this is why im SO FUCKING NERVOUS about mike. i’m literally having ptsd god help me! 🤗🤗 pls matt and ross learn from the mistakes of your elders and break the game of thrones curse!! as daenerys targaryen would say- BREAK THE WHEEL!!

[nailgunstigmata]

i am genuinely so in awe of the fact that the most grounded and real episode of iasip was all based on dennis’ delusions! i love that! and i’m also unwell!

yes yes yes yes its like,,,dennis‘ frustrations were very tangible and understandable imo. like yeah. it was exaggerated in a sunny way but it was still just a guy slowly being driven to desperation by systems he doesnt completely understand and cant control which is. very relatable i think. like yeah thats kinda the world we are living in. im a huge fan of dennis reynolds killing capitalism <3 (tho ofc for him it was a lot more than that)

and like idk if i would call them delusions neccessarily (tho i get what ur saying anon) because they did serve their purpose. they were very controlled. and its like. the implication (joke not intended) that dennis has done this before and its just a way of dealing with his emotions? that this is the fantasy he contructs where he can be a little bit gentler and show vulnerability and call for help (he doesnt get because the gang think hes testing him haha bashing my head against the wall)?? it makes me insane. the episode makes me insane.

the fact that they ended it with dennis ripping out someones heart and it turning into a diamond while listen to your heart plays and its just a genuinely well constructed scene that makes sense and its not just random things thrown in for jokes????? the fact that the scene happens and because of how the episode and dennis‘ character is constructed it makes sense in all of its objective ridiculousness….it makes me insane. u and me both anon. u and me both

[sleepingfancies]

TELL ME ABOUT DEATHBRINGERS!!!!<3<3<3<3!! how are there no stars???? what's the giant fucked up wall (or gate? you've mentioned it b4 but I forgor) ??? what role do ur characters play in the Things That Are Happening, or do they live in the aftermath? I fuckign love hearing about deathbringers it is so cool

TEEHEE ^-^ (thank u sm for asking i'm about to type an ungodly amount im sorry)

So about the stars >=) there is a sun and people in the world Assume there May Have Been more like it in the past!! But the sun is to their world what one random dragon would be to us, really; it's there, and no one can deny Its Nature, but people are a bit confounded or skeptical about it. The absence of light at night has largely been blamed on vampires as something they achieved (incorrect, though they do benefit from only having one sun-source to worry about). But there's no more proof for that theory than there is the concept other stars ever existed at all :3

What actually happened doesn't have any definitive documentation in canon anymore!! It was all intentionally destroyed by the involved parties and the main characters never fully learn the big picture <3 but essentially. An extremely long time ago and far beyond living memory, some particularly ambitious individuals decided to Bring Down and Swallow stars for their power ^_^ the resulting conflict was apocalyptic but ultimately the stars lost, and so there are no stars anymore =) unless

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The giant fucked up wall could refer to three things and I'm insane so I will tell u abt them all ^-^

The titular City of Gears has many a fucked up wall !! It was built into a mountain and meant to be a sanctuary for vampires, away from the sun. But the original architect wanted to ensure the vampires were safe from even the most immortal threats (teehee!!), so he designed the city as a labyrinth with hundreds of walls that could rotate, appear and disappear, and raise and lower; this on top of stationary walls, as well. The idea was that the labyrinth's pattern would never be the same twice and change once a month, thus making it impossible for an immortal threat to spend centuries memorizing the city's layout for an attack.

Blynnfell's Crown isn't necessarily fucked up and crazy insane like the City of Gears' rotating labyrinth but it is Different !! Blynnfell is the capital of the country and sits on the southeast coast, sort of boxed in by the continental-long Blackcrest River and the sea ^-^ it's surrounded by enormous and thick as hell jagged shards of stoneglass (in our world we call it alexandrite). Its primary purpose is to absorb light reflecting off the ocean + manage the city's light pollution, but it's almost as hard as diamond, so it makes for excellent defense as well. The city is always surrounded by a very colorful glow, it's rather pretty =)

The Spire isn't technically a wall itself but it is fucked up <3 it's the seat of the Lovely Prince (the title of the current and singular god). It's been heavily enchanted and covered in illusions; the Lovely Prince doesn't actually maintain it well, so it's a rather derelict mess in reality, but the illusion projects an opulent veneer. The illusion persists as long as the Lovely Prince is around to maintain it :3

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The characters ougghghghgaaaaa the characters >=) I am sure u have heard me mention all of them at some point but the core four are Daciana Cel Tradat (vampire), Mortimer Crackbone (human), Vidar Rothmoor (fey), and Kadija Ekunye (human). The four of them get together to kill the Lovely Prince ^-^ I won't get TOO into book 2 shenanigans here just bc this is already soooo long SJDHGDSG

Daciana is the head of the group and the duology's deuteragonist. She personally assembles the gang to kill the Lovely Prince, she plans out how to travel to the Spire without drawing attention, she refuses to stop until she completes her goal, and she goes against the vampiric Grand Coven's warnings to do it. Daciana is a very "I will do what I know must be done" kind of person, which does a lot for driving events both good and bad <3

Mortimer is the soul of the group and the duology's universal foil. He quite literally monitors and cares for the souls of the other three. He contains multitudes and is deeply understanding of other people's multitudes as well; his protectiveness and gentleness directly impact the end outcome. Mortimer also foils almost every single major character; he represents both someone's doomed villain and someone else's redeemed hero.

Vidar is the body of the group and the duology's antihero. He is a creature of indulgence, and indulge he does!! His hunger and consumption have enormous ramifications on the plot, especially leading into the second book. Vidar is also fundamentally selfish, cowardly, and mocks other people's feelings for a laugh. But still he takes the heaviest beating in defense of the other three, and consistently utilizes his advantages as a fey for their benefits.

Kadija is the heart of the group and the duology's protagonist. She can and will choose kindness every single time, even at great cost to herself, which shapes the entire overarching plot. Kadija is also the center of the conundrum and always was. She is the core of the story, the overlaid note in everyone else's arc, and she always was and always would be. Kadija's arc would have happened regardless of what the other three did or didn't do <3

[probablygoodrpgideas]

Since last I told you about the hunt for Lugno:

After meeting with Erla Mollnu and warning her that she might be a target of Lugno, our heroes learned about an upcoming masquerade and concluded that Lugno might use it to find her next target.

They turned out to be correct and after unmasking Lugno, she summoned some Infernals and fled. I're, Mhoira, and Sethra pursued her while Bergi and Morena stayed back to help fight the Infernals.

During the fight, Lugno summoned the Court of Hell to her side. While our heroes were able to wound her, she managed to escape.

They then talked to two other heroes from the masquerade: A former opera singer called Antonia and a half-dragon named Rachel. They work for the church of Tiamat and are also trying to kill Lugno.

Despite their shared goal, the animosity between the church of Tiamat and the cult of Devotion puts them at odds with Mhoira and Bergi, and the other three refused an offer to abandon the two to work with the church.

The next day, I're figured out that Lugno went westward, presumably heading to the capital of Nurista.

The group prepared to pursue her the next day. In the evening, Sethra went on a date with Antonia, playing some music together and trying to ignore the political tensions between their groups.

On the first night of their journey, our heroes were woken up in the middle of the night by a different vampire; Cazata, the servant of the ur-vampire Rocus.

Cazata revealed that their actions against Lugno have gotten Rocus' attention. He also seeks to destroy Lugno because she is getting in the way of his goal of a Draxnor ruled by vampires. Cazata was sent here to assess the group's strength to see if they might be worthwhile allies.

The group acceppts the challenge and manages to impress Cazata. They stay with the group for a while and chat before leaving again.

After climbing a tree to get a good look at what's ahead, I're get grabbed by a flying infernal who carries her to a different tree. The infernal reveals herself to be the Tiefling in the yellow shirt who has caused them trouble before. Her name is Cataris and she works for Rachel, being tasked with spying on the group.

Cataris then reveals that she has little interest in Rachel's dislike of Mhoira and Bergi, prefering to get the job of killing Lugno done as quickly as possible so she can return to hell. She tells I're that the best way to end the conflict is to beat Rachel in a fight. Rachel believes in the virtue of strength and Cataris claims that she would be willing to work with someone who has proven themselves to be stronger than her.

The group reluctantly accepts Cataris continuing to follow them, prefering to not get into a fight over this.

Closer to the capital, they run into a group of pixies who stumbled into a faerie path and are now stuck on the material plane.

When asked if they've seen Lugno, the pixies say that they saw her a few days ago. They tell of how she squeezed them trying to get them to tell her where the faerie path was. When the pixis weren't able to tell her (they got lost chasing a deer at one point) she crushed one of them in her hands and then continued to the capital.

Mhoira then offers to kill the pixies so they can return to the feywild and they happily accept.

Shortly before the capital, they meet Orn, the leader of the bandits from session 3, again. He tells them that when his group tried to rob the carriage that had Rachel and her group on it, they were defeated by her. He was the only one who managed to escape, the rest got captured.

He asks if he can join the group for a while as he has nowhere else to go to. The group accepts.

If you want me to get into more detail on any of this lmk

[agriocnemis]

Wait hold on I can be more insane with it hold on

Okay so imagine you're some guy right, and you have a lobotomy. The very first moments in the game consist of you being in a pod thing heading towards this fucked up looking planet before you get hit with a LASER. IN SPACE. JUST A BIG FUCK ASS LASER.

Anyways you immediately steal the identity of someone who's totally dead and start killing people for money with that identity :] this also leads to getting involved with two mega corporations who are fighting over the planet because it might(?) Have a very useful kinda material thing that's SUPER GOOD FOR TECH and they want to monopolize it because. Capitalism. Yea. There's also the locals of the planet who have been fighting for their lives ever since the funny little magical material disappeared because it all got burned and completely fucked over their planet in the process (you can do jobs for them sometimes, as well as the space cops. Nobody likes the space cops and the feeling is mutual.

There's!!! A lot of killing!!! With big biiiiiiig mechs that are very customizable and so so cool :], also at some point you get caught up in this huge explosion that's probably highly radioactive and end up with a woman in ur head but she's chill.

I have no idea what else to say without going into a loooot of stuff because this game is. Insane. But yea. A lot of people die, there's spiders, there's a worm, there's a totally not evil ai and a ton of unethical experiments that happened at some point. What else do I need to say? <3

You had me at Lobotomy <3

10/10, a refreshing way to describe the horrors of this game that I know of and honestly being silly with it too. adding one point from the last one to make it 10 (originally a 9) due to literally popping off with both ngl

[withonly-sweetheart]

omg omg FINALLY GOT AROUND TO FR READING THIS... ali if u see this (not very likely) im sorry i swear it slipped from my mind until I STALKD UR BLOG... AGAIN... i swear i do this to all my mutuals.

spoilersw + MY STUPID thoughts below the cut!!

In writing, he was bold, resolute; You humble, bashful. Although unprepared were you to receive such encounters, the interest could not be rendered absent, instead laced with innocent and eager customs of sentiment.

stop why do i feel like im watching a play!!! i made a connection: ali's writing = play scripts (future drama script writers... lookie here) BUT the personalities seem switched in a way?? or am i stupid because referring back to the first part it seems like they're somewhat switched in the sense that the reader was the one that was like a curious cat and leon was the dog that was slowly warming up (please ignore my horrible use of metaphors i cant talk at the moment) so seeing that in writing he expresses himself!! go boy!! so proud <3

If you have a Heart not too deeply engaged, I should think myself in the highest honour for inspiring it with some tenderness.

ok im sorry i had to point out. capitalization is usually used when it's made for importance, right? to signify respect, reverence, to show that the subject is important. so for leon to write heart with a capital h just shows HOW MUCH he values reader FUCK the subtle details have me TWEAKINGGGGGG

How many had he been ordered to kill, had their blood staining his armour, and yet he is to believe that a lady like you should voluntarily incur for his turmoil. That is the thought which tortures him above all others; if you were to understand the true nature of his profession, there would be no sweetly spoken words that may comfort your confusion. 

your characterization is ALWAYS so on point?? like honestly i can see leon just peeking through this even though its an au, like knight leon is STILL leon, not a point of OOC interrupting his true character.

“Sir Kennedy,” you said, gaze fixed on the trodden patch of grass under his feet formed in his concerned treading,  “A new hobby in landscaping, I presume?” “My lady,” said he, unable to suppress his smile, “You know what they say about idle hands.”

their dialogue isn't forced either and honestly im just left sitting here in awe at how you manage to take his cringe one-liners and have reader reciprocate all to craft the perfect witty banter...

“And yet,” he tried, firmly fixing his head towards a field of lilacs, “I intend to court you regardless, with the eventual intention of marriage. If you would have me, that is.”

good im not putting up with this "oh dearie me im not good enough for you" bullshit leon KNOWS he could have you and ITS AMAZING TO SEE WHEN HE SHOWS THAT.

In this moment, he could not feel the ichor of blood on his palms, not a death-signalling clattering of bone in his chest, but the feeling of your hand; warm, pure, and right. 

the fact we overshadow his trauma is like kajsdklas>??>#?Q?? how?W?A?de im tweaking if you couldn't tell to have someone overshadow trauma takes A LOT OF LOVE so JAKSDJASDLJSA HIS LOVE IS NOT SLICK AT ALL WE CAN ALL SEE IT >:) also this whole sentence is written so beautifully what the flap.

His hand gently untucks yours from the crook of his elbow, holding it in front of him; a painting of Jupiter and Juno he saw once flashes through his memory, a history of devotion. 

(i def didn't have to search up jupiter n juno painting bc i totally remembered they're the roman names for hera and zeus {i forgot everything from heroes of olympus}) but GOLLY GEE the metaphor is wild because even thru everything jupiter stayed. for juno. GOSH HE IS NOT SLICK AT ALL.

“My lady, it is impossible for me to express— I hope that you will believe—” It is now his time to fluster, hands imperceptibly shaking in your hold. “Excuse me for being so entirely without words. I should bid you adieu, before I have half the mind to keep you for myself.”

simp detected! my simpdar just went off. but erm NOT HIM BEING SO FLUSTERED HE CANT SPEAK. guess you rendered him speechless, eh? <- please shut the fuck up jj.

They parted mutually inflamed; his hands did not itch for the comfort of a bottle this time, but for the warmth in which you had graced him.

RAHHH ALCOHOL ADDICTION? *BUZZER SOUND* WRONGGG X BUTTON PRESSED BUT HOT PRINCESS ADDICTION? DING DING DING DING DING <- leon's thoughts rn.

shit this ended up being way longer than i thought but I HAD SM THOUGHTS RAHAHHHHHHHHHHHHH AKSJDAKS ALI YOU'VE GOT ME HANGING FOR THE FLUFF AND EVENTUAL (?) MARRIAGE..... HOPE EVERYTHING GOES WELL!!! LOVE YOU <3333

uxoriousness/meritoriousness (2)

"la lune trop pâle / caresse l'opale / de tes yeux blasés"  — complainte de la butte. ╚══ஓ๑♡๑ஓ══╝ knight!leon kennedy x fem!reader

summary:

tags: fluff, romance, fem!reader, no use of y/n, early modern century britain, knight!leon, more terrible flirting.

a/n: we're onto part two of the 18th century au!! this took me forever, regency era dialogue is so difficult. we're starting to amp up on the romance in this chapter, but there's angst coming soon >:3 please let me know what you guys think, and if you want to see more!!

part 1 | part 2 | next parts coming soon!

╚══ஓ๑♡๑ஓ══╝

Leon’s triumph, in consequence of your invitation, was complete. Weeks of exchanging letters between the households, intermixed with a vast deal of amorous conversation, your mutual affection had been shared freely in private. 

In writing, he was bold, resolute; You humble, bashful. Although unprepared were you to receive such encounters, the interest could not be rendered absent, instead laced with innocent and eager customs of sentiment. Despite the gallantry of his manner, his affections for you were pure, and the insecurity hidden beneath his words only strengthened your attachment. 

It took a great deal of favours to receive his letters without gaining the notice of your father, employing the servants loyal to your kindness to surreptitiously hide the papers in your desk before they were found. Fearing any consequence which could ensue from such a dangerous encounter, very little knowledge of anything of the man you shared sweet words of fondness of could be spoken aloud. 

The most recent letter was the most daring:

“If you have a Heart not too deeply engaged, I should think myself in the highest honour for inspiring it with some tenderness. I yearn to be a man of your regard, a man worthy of your time, and your title. If you think fit to be satisfied for what little I may have to offer you, resolve to meet me tomorrow, and with sufficient demonstration, I will endeavour myself worthy to prove my affection.  Till then I am yours,   Sir Kennedy”

You therefore took pen and paper, and answered his letter in terms tender enough for a man who penned such aching sentiment and yet knew so little of her. For the hesitant manner that he spoke to her last, his words were carefully composed with a grace you did not attribute him with, but the very idea of his lending designation from more eloquent sources did little to quell the burning fire of devotion. 

The words were as follows:

“From our last encounter, I imagine you to be a spirit of the highest resolve and character in which title affects little. Pray, I cannot deceive you in the objects of my hesitance, my Father will never allow such a courtship that offers little benefit to our Family, and while your affection is an Honour in which I can never sufficiently acknowledge, I shall endeavour to restrain myself in these Bounds that suppress me. Fear not, I will oblige by your summons, but our opportunity is slim.”

With no expectation of pleasure but overcome with the strongest of curiosities, Leon opened the letter, and to his still increasing wonder, perceived an envelope of your delicate handwriting and sealed in your wax crest. 

Your words, in spite of the clear consequences that these amorous follies may inflict, ignited a dear joy in Leon. Though you may have found means to end this affair, testimonies of curiosity kept you loyal to his summons, which he may yet be able to convince. He had scarce come to the conclusion, before he braved the summons, that perhaps given the comfort of designation that your family required, this mutual affection could be settled. 

It had been a few short hours since he had experienced a happiness to supreme as to efface all impressions of the past that it permitted him not to believe it possible that he could ever again taste of misery; he, who had been the talisman of death itself. How many had he been ordered to kill, had their blood staining his armour, and yet he is to believe that a lady like you should voluntarily incur for his turmoil. That is the thought which tortures him above all others; if you were to understand the true nature of his profession, there would be no sweetly spoken words that may comfort your confusion. 

Even if he could brave himself to ask you in marriage, his lifestyle may be enough cause to render him nothing. 

It was these disturbances that kept him pacing alongside the edge of the garden, and in the period of your absence, he passed various conjectures regarding his duplicity. Leon still inclined to belief honesty in all manners, but his anxiety was decidedly against this opinion. 

This idea was soon banished, and his spirits were very differently affected, when, to his utter amazement, he saw you walk up to him. Your chaperone followed closely behind, a mere few paces away. 

“Sir Kennedy,” you said, gaze fixed on the trodden patch of grass under his feet formed in his concerned treading,  “A new hobby in landscaping, I presume?”

“My lady,” said he, unable to suppress his smile, “You know what they say about idle hands.”

You quietly answered “undoubtedly;” and, after an awkward pause, took the arm that he had outstretched to you. In relishing the warmth of his figure beside you, your feelings were yet acutely more painful and more difficult in definition. 

“I am glad you came,” he admitted softly, and laid a gentle hand overtop yours.

“I am too,” you replied hesitantly, with your mind most busy and carrying the wonderful velocity of thought. It was difficult to ignore the discernable honesty in his words, underlined with an agitation that so closely mirrored your own. With all the glow of their attendant happiness, very little is known of Leon amongst the general populace, and his reputation is unusually absent in the circles of gossipmongers. Either he lived quite a sedentary life, or he kept many secrets close to his chest. 

You can nearly imagine the look your father would have given you at the news— a frown; a look; a shake of the head; a word or two of assent; or simple disapprobation. 

From the courtyard, Leon led you round the meadows, refraining from scandalous touch and merely basking in your presence and the warmth of your hand.  It was a secret satisfaction, equally a duty to chivalry and a selfishness of pleasure. 

“I am aware that your family requires a certain level of station in your suitors,” he said, with the slightest degree of hesitance, yet compressed with all of his honesty in a slight squeeze of your hand. “I am doubly aware my experience is not significant in number, and I am not the Lord that your father would like me to be-”

“And yet?” was the abrupt answer, which denoted just the slightest of hope on your behalf. 

“And yet,” he tried, firmly fixing his head towards a field of lilacs, “I intend to court you regardless, with the eventual intention of marriage. If you would have me, that is.”

It was always made known that a single man in possession of fortune and estate must be in want of a wife, this has been known to you since the first encounter, and yet the sound of the words being spoken aloud solidified the feeling into something material. Seldom, very seldom, did you impute someone a more sensitive heart than you possessed, and had become acquainted with the often severe manner of courting accepted in your station, so Leon’s reserved demeanour was astounding. 

He looked at you, with the very vulnerability and eagerness that you had secretly felt. 

“I cannot promise marriage, for even if I desperately wanted to say yes, ultimately it is up to my father.” 

A slight twitch in his eyebrow signified his disappointment, but he remained silent, awaiting an opening to soothe or counsel you, to be sure. 

“I urge you to give attention to my caution,” you continued, “but if my father could be convinced-”

“Yet you will consider?” 

For a moment or two nothing was said, as you attempted to collect the enthusiasm that sprouted in your ribs, till you found your arm drawn tighter in his, and your hand pressed against his heart. Thus saying, in a tone of great sensibility, Leon speaking low,

“My lady,” he soon resumed; “I may not be the man or the poet that could ease your conscious with the right words; the right phrases; the right everything. But if you would permit me the chance to try, I will prove I could be a good man.”

In this moment, he could not feel the ichor of blood on his palms, not a death-signalling clattering of bone in his chest, but the feeling of your hand; warm, pure, and right. 

And what totally different feelings did his sudden confession inspire in you, an exquisite flutter of happiness that offered such respite from all worries of station. 

“I never saw a more promising inclination,” you said, allowing the warmth of his chest to warm your hand, feeling a heart that beat ever so slightly faster, “I will speak to my father.”

“That is all I ask,” said he, “I will ensure he understands my feelings, and have you return them, if you can. At present, I ask only to hear, once to hear your voice.”

The rest of the evening was spent chiefly in talking over your lives, the intimate details in which you shared so little with anyone before. These few hours had been given to each other in a precious certainty of being beloved, and it felt as no time at all had past before your chaperone subtly signaled for your departure. 

“You mentioned no profession, I have observed,” you said, a shadow of doubt creeping on your consciousness. His avoidance had been a palpable display, repeated on every possible occasion in which you cleverly diverted the topic towards his personal life. 

Leon heaved a deep sigh, and spoke low; “I did not.”

“Why, sir,” you started, subduing the feelings that his clear avoidance had so deeply aroused, “must you insist on this secrecy? Shall this dishonesty be the crux of our affection?”

Leon, meanwhile, mute and grave, was watchful of all that passed; he observed each aristocratic passersby, for he could not imitate the noble fortitude that they carried so comfortably. He is an outsider to a society which would never accept him, regardless of title and regardless of his soulful nobility. “I think you misunderstand. You bear no blame for this.”

Still agitated by various considerations, you continued, “You still avoid the question I posed.”

“I cannot say. They will not permit me.” Said he, in an accent of deep mortification, and not another syllable followed. 

“Of whom do you speak?”

Leon gave you a significant look, and added, “If I could, I would provide you with greater comfort. I mean no treachery, but any further particulars will lead to dangerous conjectures. I wish that not on you, so I cannot say what I am.”

His hand gently untucks yours from the crook of his elbow, holding it in front of him; a painting of Jupiter and Juno he saw once flashes through his memory, a history of devotion. 

“I can only ask you to trust me,” said he, “Place your trust that I will speak true to your father, that I will provide a good life, and in this. You and I shall not want in opportunities. With time, and with right circumstance, you will know. I swear it.”

After a pause, you added, as you let your thumb brush upon the warmth of his hand, “To you, sir, I commit my earnest trust.”

“As I trust in you,” he answered, raising your hand to press his lips upon your knuckles. “To allow me this confidence.”

To your tender approach to his melancholy suggestion, Leon had felt only an earnest wish to witness the certainty of you being protected, of you allowed every happiness he could give you, even if they were short in number. He is not a good man, but he could be; he wanted to be. He had to trust you in these secret desires. 

“If everybody had your forbearance and good nature,” you started, lightly colouring at his touch. How marvellous, he thought, how a man like him could make a woman like you grin so sweetly. “How simple the sanctity of marriage would be.”

“My lady, it is impossible for me to express— I hope that you will believe—” It is now his time to fluster, hands imperceptibly shaking in your hold. “Excuse me for being so entirely without words. I should bid you adieu, before I have half the mind to keep you for myself.”

You looked at him through your surprise, with a smile so meek, so affectionate, so timid, yet so confiding, as expressed all the mingled emotions of your heart and appealed more eloquently to his, than the most eloquent language could have done. 

“Goodbye, Sir Kennedy.” You said, finally allowing for your hand to sever from his. “I will write.”

“Goodbye, my Lady.” said he, with a smile equal parts heartbroken and elated. “I will wait.”

They parted mutually inflamed; his hands did not itch for the comfort of a bottle this time, but for the warmth in which you had graced him.

[nexfarious]

after todays chaper(which is so good btw i love the little awkward romantic bits throughout your fic🤍 ur an amazing writer),, I wanna take shuichi to an arcade and win him a bunch of stuffed animals n prizes and spoil him DHJZBSK esp if it's his first time at an arcade (this is maybe a request 👀 if it's not too much trouble)

-💞anon

ARCADE DATE — SHUICHI SAIHARA

pairing — shuichi saihara/gn!reader

content — no killing game au, established relationship, food/eating mention, reader gives shuichi pet names (shu/shulock)

notes — heart anon!! hope you’re doing okay!! thanks for reading the chapter, took me a little while but i hope you like it <3 who doesn’t want to spoil shuichi, really?

i’m sorry this took so long, i rewrote it like three different times because i wasn’t happy with it :(

Your phone buzzes with a text from Shuichi as you sit outside the arcade, watching the neon lights blink in and out of existence.

Shulock <3

I’m really sorry, but I think I’ll be late.

It’s not that I don’t want to go, please don’t think that! I just got held up at the firm with a case.

You

it’s fine, i’ll get us something to drink. milkshake for me, coffee for you?

Shulock <3

That sounds nice. Thank you.

You almost laugh at the formality of his texting. Despite everything, it was a habit he’d never gotten out of — you could urge him away from all-nighters crammed with paperwork with the promise of affection, but you couldn’t convince him to stop using capital letters.

Sliding off the little perch you’d found tucked between the walls of the bustling streets, you head inside the arcade. The woman at the till takes your order for a strawberry milkshake and a black coffee, handing them to you as soon as her coworker finishes making them; there’s even a cute curly straw in the plastic confines of your milkshake.

After you add a lid to the coffee cup, you stroll off to an unoccupied table and shoot off a quick text telling Shuichi that you’ll be waiting inside. It doesn’t take too long for him to arrive, but you pass the time by watching a gaggle of kids gathered around a rhythm game, cheering their friend on.

Catching a glint of dark blue hair, you wave Shuichi over as he awkwardly hovers, undoubtedly looking around for you. He’s dressed casually, rocking a grey hoodie.

You hand him the coffee as he approaches. “You look tired. Everything okay at the firm?”

“A-Ah, yeah, it’s alright,” he takes a swig, careful not to burn himself. “Just another infidelity case that needs to be handled. It’s mostly boring stuff, like paperwork.”

“You don’t need to worry about all that stuff while we’re here, though. No cases, so don’t even think about it,” you chide lightly, finishing the last of your milkshake and binning it.

He nods and inspects the perimeter of the arcade, looking slightly overwhelmed by the maze of colourful machines and games. “Well… I was wondering if you’d show me around.”

“Sure, sure.”

When he finishes the last of his coffee, you take Shuichi’s hand and lead him towards a line of claw machines. He clings to your interlocked hands like a koala, trusting your judgement. With a light push, he’s placed in front of the controls.

“This,” you gesture to the prizes at the bottom, miniature stuffed animals with button eyes, “is one of the cooler machines. You direct the crane at the top with the joystick and try to get the prizes inside. It’s about precision.”

You insert the money, watching Shuichi laser focus on a tiny stuffed penguin. He gets the hang of the controls pretty quickly and you watch him struggle to grasp the poor animal between the metal jaws of the crane. By the sixth or seventh attempt, he frowns, unsuccessfully watching the empty claws return back to the original position.

Shuichi gives you a resigned look, “I, uh, don’t think I’m very good at this…”

“That’s okay!” you’re quick to reassure him, “first time for everything. Let me have a go. You wanted that penguin, right?”

Ignoring his protest of you really don’t have to!, you insert another coin in the hopes of living up to your own expectations of getting that penguin. It takes you a few tries as it slips out of your grasp multiple times and you even outwardly curse the machine, but that slippery penguin ends up caught on your hook, falling into the grey depths.

You retrieve the plushie with a gentle hand, holding it out to the detective. “Here you go. For a hardworking boyfriend.”

“Y/N…” he covers his face, hiding his lovesick red blush, though you can see the nervous smile peeking underneath. “Th-Thank you.”

“You’re more than welcome, Shu.”

You move his hand away to sneak a kiss on his cheek while no one’s looking, laughing gently when he shuts down from the sudden burst of affection. He needs a moment to recover, you realise, backing away to let him reclaim his personal space.

After Shuichi regains his bodily functions, you lead him over to the air hockey table and challenge him to a game. A vivid line of glowing plastic splits the table down the middle and you take up the purple side, explaining the rules as you insert the money and the air powers up.

He figures this one out pretty quickly and you’re soon outmatched — though you had an early lead by taking advantage of Shuichi’s lack of knowledge on the game, he quickly accesses the weak spots in your defence and exploits them, bouncing the puck off the walls and confusing your peripheral vision.

You’re more enamoured by his expression. Though his face is pinched in concentration and his eyes are darting back and forth between your side of the table and his own, he seems to have completely forgotten about the presence of anyone else. Wearing a fiery determination that you’d only seen after becoming particularly passionate about a case, you’re unable to focus on the game.

Eventually, Shuichi hits it into your goal once more and no puck returns, the icy display lights up and leaves you with a flustered expression and a crushing loss of five to three.

You’ve never been so happy to lose.

[m0mmat0rtle]

Stranger Things Characters and How They Would React to You on Your Period

A disclaimer these are just headcannons! You don’t have to agree with them they’re just my personal opinion! Also Gif not mine!

A slight NSFW warning bc periods & stuff

Steve Harrington

• THE CEO OF CARING OH MY GOSH

• he’s definitely a little freaked out at first but like I’m a good way if that makes sense

• “OH MY GOD WHY ARE YOU BLEEDING SO MUCH ARE YOU OKAY???”

• will get you whatever you need.

• he just wants to you to be comfy and feel better

• will cuddle you and hold your tummy <3

• “I’m at the store do you need anything?” Proceeds to by you things he knows you like anyways.

• he tries not to take anything you say during that time of the month too seriously bc you know ✨hormones✨

• “you didn’t mean that 🥺”

• will get you your favorite movies to marathon since he has that Family Video connection

• Steve doesn’t mind giving you the good good if it helps you feel better 😌

• aye what them fingers do

Jonathan Byers

• soft king

• do you really think Joyce has not trained this man how to handle periods? He knows.

• “babe do you tampons or pads? Or both?”

• he’s still a little awkward about it but he’s trying his best ok

• he knows your cycle and buys you chocolate when he knows it’s about to start

• he does get offended easily tho when you yell at him

• really likes to just snuggle and watch your favorite movies or tv shows with you.

• “what do you need me to do?”

• literally will do whatever he can to make you feel better.

Billy Hargrove

• “WHY THE HELL IS THERE BLOOD EVERYWHERE?!”

• this man cannot wrap his head around the concept of menstruation

• he thinks it’s gross at first but once he realizes how much pain you’re in he softens a little

• dude if anyone messes with you while you’re on your period he will bite their head off

• protective™️

• “they said that to you? I’ll kill them. No I will.”

• he’s like ur personal guard dog. He will take care of you and cares for your safety and well being but if someone so much as looks at you wrong he’ll go off.

• doesn’t understand how pads and tampons function

• “yo babe I’m at the store what size Coochie you got?”

• will give you tlc *wink wink* if it will help you feel better

Eddie Munson

• can you say clueless with a capital C

• bless his heart he’s trying I promise but he doesn’t get it at first.

• “YOU BLEED HOW MUCH??? AND IT’S EVERY SINGLE MONTH??? HOLY SHIT ARE YOU OKAY???”

• you have to explain to him that it’s perfectly normal and all girls do it

• which is even harder for him to comprehend

• “ALL GIRLS DO THIS??? EVERY MONTH??? DO YOU LIKE COORDINATE IT???”

• once you finally get him to understand he simply couldn’t be more caring tho.

• he will literally buy you a bunch of stuff that makes him think of you, even like the most random useless stuff just because he knows it will make you smile.

• this man will call you a lil ketchup packet

• movie marathons with extra blankets and chocolate popcorn tho

Robin Buckley

• you two have probably synced up already so she knows when your cycle is about to start bc hers is also about to start.

• she’s the only person you can’t be a bitch towards during your time of the month bc you’re going through it together, you’re both miserable so you’re miserable together.

• you guys take turns on stocking up on all the necessary goodies but she always ends up surprising you with a few of your favorite candies and ice cream

• she has your favorite ice cream flavors memorized since that’s how you met her - going to scoops every day that you could just to see if the pretty ice cream girl was working

• the snuggles 🥺

• she will definitely marathon Star Wars with you while you two eat all the ice cream you can handle

[soobasaur]

are you mine?

— a lee minho au

genre: enemies to lovers minho x gender neutral!reader

a/n: this is for my bestie who has been in a minho obsession lately and needs more content, you know who you are :]

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you and minho didnt exactly,,,get along very well for a while

the only reason you both even knew each other was two of your best friends were dating and merged ur friend groups

(thanks a lot binsung 〴⋋_⋌〵)

you wouldnt go as far as to say you hated him

but you liked to pretend you did

you just barely saw him around so why not just mke him your mortal enemy??

it was easier to hate him then admit he was decent company!!

you had a reputation to uphold!!!!

and apparently he did too because he never really disagreed,,,,

you guys just ever had a chance to get off on the right foot and really talk

mutual disagreement <33

the thing is, the both of you were never left alone together

like ever

until that one time yall were abandoned (-д-；)

you and ur friend groups planned a hang out but everyone ended up cancelling last minute with no excuse

it was just you two who didnt get the memo and ended up alone

now that you think about it,,,that sounds like smth ur friends would do on purpose

(again, fuck u binsung!! ᕙ(⇀‸↼‶)ᕗ )

so just picture this,,,you and minho both showing up to an arcade and sitting in silence for an hour before getting a text that everyone cancelled

your immediate thought was to go home bc why would minho want to hang out with you???

but after the both of you read the text in the groupchat he got up and made his way inside, holding the door open and quirking his eyebrow up at you

“well, are you coming or not? I wanna try the new vr game.”

and you were just like \\(⊙︿⊙)// ???

he? wants?? to hang out??? with just you????

but u ended up following him in and he paid for your guy’s tickets ≧◡≦

“just buy me lunch after and we’re even”

lunch??? now this mf wants to get lunch together?!$%

you learned one thing about minho that day

he was,,,competitive,,VERY competitive

like what demon possessed him kind of competitive

whenever he won he would flash you a smirk and skip to the next game as he dragged his row of tickets along

it INFURIATED U!!!

ur pride was in shambles

so you unleashed everything after that and won a good amount of games ;)

u had been eyeing a cute cat plush the entire time but u didnt have enough tickets at the end :((

o(╥﹏╥)o damn it capitalism u just wanted a plushie

you didnt rlly want anything else so you gave your tickets to minho and waited to the side for him to get his prize

he came out with tHE SAME PLUSHIE YOU HAD BEEN EYEING \\( ಠ_ಠ)//

but before you could sulk about it he handed it to you and started to make his way to the exit Ｏ(≧▽≦)Ｏ

and during lunch this bitch ended up paying even after saying you should (｀ε´)

\(▰˘◡˘▰)//\\ (▰˘◡˘▰)//\\ (▰˘◡˘▰)// \\(▰˘◡˘▰)//

After that...hang out if you will,,u started to notice minho everywhere

LIKE E V E R Y W H E R E

why was this bitch all over your college campus?

you never noticed minho was in ur class for the longest time jsskkfk

like all of a sudden u just spotted him out of the corner of ur eye and were like o h

once he noticed you too there was no going back

say good bye to paying attention in class

(as if you ever did anyways)

he started to inch closer to you during class

he even started sending you notes

ಠ▃ಠ and u were so paranoid the professor would catch you

but this bitch was slick so u were fine

ヽ(๏∀๏ )ﾉ

he was the type of guy to throw little crumpled sticky notes at you whenever he wanted to say something during class

they’d be covered with doodles of cats and his scribbly messy handwriting + little hearts

it was usually just some dumb thought he had or a crude drawing of the professor (. ﾟーﾟ)

other than those few notes you guys never really talked outside ur friend group

there was one incident late at night tho

you had a big project coming up and it was 2am and you were...2 sentences in T_T

you deserved a coffee break <3

so that was how you found under the awning of an all night coffee shop

except it wasn't all night and closed right after you got ur coffee!!

and now u were stuck under the awning!!

all you had was your measly hoodie that you stole from changbin and your now soggy cup of coffee as you waited for the rain to pass

you might as well of just stayed home since ur wasting all this time you could’ve been working on your project standing outside

were you gonna work on the project once you got home? no

but did the thought of wasted time still make you mad? yes

you slumped against the shop as you bitterly drank your coffee, crushing the cup between your hands

after a couple minutes you felt the rain above you stop

you look to your side to see,,,minho?!

this mf was holding an umbrella above your head

“here, take my umbrella.”

thats when you noticed the cafe uniform he had on

“you work here?” you asked, before taking the umbrella from his hand

“yeah, your observant ass didnt see me literally make your coffee,”

“oh whoops,,,i thought you hated me, why are you giving me our umbrella?”

“i do, but id rather you uh...not die in the cold looking like a dead rat.”

was it just you or were his cheeks dusted pink?

probably the cold

(y/n you dumb bitch-)

you both walk back to your dorms after that

and he insists you carry the umbrella

cus his poor arms are tired from making coffee all day :((

and maybe it's an excuse to be closer to you

since hes a bit taller he has to crouch and scoot closer to you in order to not get wet >_<

⊙﹏⊙ ⊙﹏⊙ ⊙﹏⊙

over the next few weeks your find urself at the cafe he works at more often

one time you got the hours wrong and he wasnt on shift :(

but when you got up to leave he walked in and spent the day helping you study instead of working

you went for the coffee!! not for him!! definitely not,,,

(¬‿¬)

“look, im only hanging out with you cus you get the employee discount.”

“sure, and not cus you enjoy my company-”

“i 100% despise your company.”

ok but u didnt

u actually /REALLY/ liked his company

like WTF

where has he been all ur life

ew that sounded too romantic

but like fr where was he hiding

(・ε・｀)

soon you both were joining binsung on their dates

but it wasn't a double date!!

it was just four friends hanging out and two happened to be a couple

and they liked to hang out at fancy restaurants and do couple like activities

totally normal!!

there was one incident where you were about to pay for your meal but minho placed his hand on top of yours and slid his card instead

“you can pay on the next date.”

NEXT? DATE??

excuse me sir what do u mean-

you ignored changbin and jisung’s snickers behind you the entire night

when minho walked you home you couldnt help but let urself blurt out

“was this a date?”

minho gave you an incredulous look

“...was it not??”

oh my god this is embarrassing

“OH MY GOD WAS IT NOT?!!”

you ignored how minho was now turning crimson red and panicking and tugged on his collar, pulling him down for a kiss

“it was...a date” you mumble, now shy at the close proximity between the two of you

“...im gonna kill jisung.” he muttered, pulling you in for a hug, “he told me this was a double date”

“that can be our next date, the murder of our best friends.”

“wow i am in love with you.”

＼（＾○＾）人（＾○＾）／

minho and y/n murder besties!!

for legal reasons that is a joke

( ˶˘ ³˘(˵ ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°˵)♡

thank you for reading !!

[inamagicalhallucination]

#atsushi defends lucy with his life#they bonded together hard#atsushi: this is my emotional support terrorist :-( dont arrest her please#and certainly no one takes the shibusawa relevation well#not that atsushi remembers his name yet#but when he does#chuuya and dazai are like damn we should have killed him when we had the chance#at least in this au atsushi doesn’t literally fall from thousands of feet in the air from the moby dick 😂#ranpo defends atsushis adopting of guild members as his friends cause he knows hes gonna wanna see more of poe 🤭😂#they end up getting kicked out of his apartment after neighbors complain because of noise#and head to a neutral zone for a long talk#maybe have it in annes room lol#though i dont think dazai could be in there so probably not#atsushi tries to go into work the next day and everyone else is like no??? absolutely not??? you just got kidnapped not even 24 hours ago

@karmicpunishment

chuuya, a criminal: atsushi how can u trust that criminal ??

no ur so right atsushi would defend lucy to his grave

"yeah she's a terrorist but she helped me escape and understands me :( she's my friend"

ranpo "yeah guys being a terrorist isnt even the worst thing u can do. and everyone's gotta make money somehow!"

oh yeah theyre totally enraged - when dead apple happens atsushi (for some reason idk) sees shibusawa's pic and is like "my kidnapper??????" and boom

they have to have a meeting at like a park or something just becuz theyre so many of them there - like that one cherry blossom wan episode

"atsushi you cant go to work you were literally kidnapped"

"capitalism man"

"oh my god you have been reading the books i've been sending you <3"

anyway atsushis like i need the money and akutagawas like "i already went and paid for ur rent" and atsushi's like "what" and chuuyas like "rent isnt the only thing he'd need money for" and dazai's like "luckily i stole this credit card from a dog that u can borrow" and kunikida's already looking through atsushi's house and making a list of everything atsushi needs and so on

@karmicpunishment

au where atsushi never joins the ada and works at idk some cafe or some shit

anyway theres a big grocery store near his tiny apartment and it always has the best deals and the best sales but not that many ppl around him go there much to atsushi's shock

but atsushi always goes there to shop - and at first he thinks maybe he shouldnt be here becuz the workers there always look surprised to see him

but then they dont say anything to him and the other costumers are rlly nice so he doesn't think too much of it

how is he, new to yokohama, supposed to know taht this grocery store is usually only frequented by the more scary and strange ppl (ada and pm)

how is he supposed to know that the cute scary looking vampire guy who gives him tea recommendations and stares at him before pointing at things that go well with tea and leaving when atsushi thanks him but always giving him recommendations when he sees him again and occasionally going out of his way to buy something atsushi's eyes lingered on but he didn't get cuz of prices is actually the rabid dog of the mafia

how is he supposed to know that the bandaged guy who only ever buys crabs and looks surprised but listens when atsushi offers to help him buy things thatll go good with them (after all atsushi knows how hard it is to try new food and how overwhelming it is to go from sneaking food from the kitchens to buying whatever he wants) is a ex mafioso current detective

and that the slightly scary but ultimately nice guy with the long blond hair and glasses who took one look at atsushi's cart and immediately wrote down a better, but still cheap, dietary plan is the bandage guys partner

and the guy with the hat and long red hair who helped atsushi carry his stuff to his apartment after atsushi complimented his hat is actually a mafia executive

and the long haired pretty woman who atsushi runs into while she's buying something for her brother is actually scary cute vampire guys sister and an assassin

and the blonde lady who asked for atsushi's help on choosing a snack for her boss is also in the mafia

and the short guy who buys too many snacks and told atsushi his taste in candy was low level and he should buy this too while also stealing the last packet of a brand atsushi wanted to try from his cart was the world's greatest detective (ok actually he knew he was a detective becuz of how he dressed but still)

and the old guy who comes to buy cat stuff and sadly confided in atsushi how he had trouble with a stray he had found and listened carefully to atsushi's advise on how to deal with stray cats, and patted atsushi's had in a way that made atsushi's long forgotten childhood wish of having parents briefly resurface was actually the boss of the ada

and so on

meanwhile everyone else who knows about the store is flabbergasted that some kid just goes in and out with zero fucks and is casually besties w/ everyone there

and then the guild come looking for atsushi heh

[shiningdesignersreflections]

Hestia: Past and Beyond

Designer’s Reflection: Past and Beyond

Obtained: VIP 14 - VIP 17, Reflection obtained at VIP 16

Rarity: UR

Attribute: Green/Fresh

Awakened Suit: Afterglow and Dawn

Story - Transcripts from Designer’s Reflection

Chapter 1: Heterochromia Queen

Chapter 2: Books and Glow

Chapter 3: Revolutionary Heart

Chapter 4: Interlocking Cage

Chapter 5: Sparks of the Future

Story - Summary

From birth, Hestia was treated differently because she has two differently colored eyes. But that didn’t stop her from pursuing wisdom and knowledge. She studied on her own time, and sometimes she talked with the tutor Carlman. Knowing the princess’ love of learning, he tells her about the abandoned archive in the palace.

Hestia studied and tinkered and grew into a bright, fearless young woman. When she turned 100 years old, she left Pigeon to explore more of Miraland. However, she returned 20 years later when a scandal broke out: her brother, Crown Prince Augustus, had been with a human and sired a half-elf son named Mercury. The nobles and priests condemned Mercury as a baby, and they stripped him of his birthrights. They also banned Augustus from taking the throne.

The nobles figured that if they made Hestia queen, they could control her and rule through her. After all, she was forbidden to study with the other children, and they knew nothing of her escapades into the archives. When Hestia took the throne, she vowed to change Pigeon’s history and restore its knowledge and freedom. The priests and nobles were furious and sought to sabotage the queen.

In just a few years’ time, Hestia wrote books and inspired inventions throughout the kingdom and its colonies. One day, as she was showing off a new invention, the machine backfired and the blast threw her across the grass. The nobles and priests had sabotaged the invention and then accused Hestia’s actions as “the wrath of the gods.” They arrested her and her followers, but Hestia promised to take the full responsibility if her followers would be safe and free.

Another 100 years later, Mercury returned to the capital to launch the coup that would kill his father, Augustus, and set up his half-sister Ophelia as a puppet queen. However, before the coronation, he made his way to the dungeon where Hestia was kept. He asked if she would return to power. She didn’t want to. “I’ve fulfilled my duty,” she told him. As the sun rose, she stepped out of the cell, eager to explore and change Miraland.

Connections

-Glow is from the Ruins and referenced in Caprico’s Reflection Into the Ruins.

-Hestia and Mercury are names of gods: the Grecian Hestia, Goddess of the Hearth, Home, and State, and the Roman Mercury, God of Communication, Travel, Commerce, and Mischief.

-The corrupt priests and nobles using “wrath of the gods” against Hestia refers to priests and nobles using Christianity to punish and scare others into submission, for example during the Inquisition.

Fun Facts

-This is Hestia’s only design, adding to the “lost to history” element of her story.

-While the goddess Hestia was not an inventor, She did preside over the state. A new town or city had to have a central hearth/temple fire dedicated to Hestia to be official, and it had to come from a neighboring city.

-Since Hestia met Glow through the bionic pigeon, it is possible that she visited Ruin Island after leaving Pigeon kingdom the first time.

-The story in this Designer’s Reflection is reminiscent of the trials throughout history where religion/tradition and technology/progress have butted heads.

-Hestia is disabled: the blast from the tampered invention cripples her left foot.

[futurefind]

 //A rundown of my og “Myrmidon Singularity”, ft Rea as Master, because I’ve put a lot of thoughts into it even if nothing 100% ‘solid’ script or time (beyond “During Part 1″) wise or anything. :]

EARLY/MAIN STORY BEATS:

new singularity appears, exact location can’t be pinned down beyond ‘east-central europe’ at first (with guesstimates ranging from as East as Italy, West as Black Sea, and to the coasts of the Baltic & Mediterranean Seas north & south-wise)

Rea and co. head there, the merry band including Scathach, who volunteered

Usual hunt for locals ft wyverns enemies, map fucky wucky bc of magical concentration in the atmosphere; Why Are You So High You

Saved from Giant Mob courtesy of mysterious Servant aka [local/Myrmidon!] Chiron... who ? promptly ?? kisses Rea ????????????

what. (Da Vinci and Romani are spitting their coffee for completely different reasons [she’s amused as shit, he’s mortified], everyone on site is losing their shit for Obvs Reasons, Where Is Ur Hr Manager Sir)

Much embarrassment and even more apologies gods forgive him later Chiron explains he thought she was his wife ?? even though shes a shapeshifter??? @/Scathach if ur gonna kill him can he show u the way to the king first hes so sowwy

Meet up with the King Consort amidst other battles; he’d been leading local soldiers in monster patrols or what have you and was concerned when Chiron used his NP; also lore dumps local history to the Chaldea grew while they’re there

smth smth the gods they’d thrown into Tartarus have suddenly been trying to break out via monsters corruption etc etc; Romani loredumps irl myth abt the Titans, Chiron & His Majesty oo and aa over Chaldea tech

includes much lovemail abt King Ligyron bc, yeah. and also seconding Rea’s weird resemblance to Chiron’s wife. mostly lovemail though. he’s not the consort for no gd reason

Make their way to a sprawling luxurious & prosperous city built into a valley’s side, the capital of the kingdom of the Myrmidons

On Chaldea’s end the sensors/maps stabilize into Northern Greece; explains Chiron and the local culture & its aesthetics

Takes them straight to the King... who is Achilles ??

and also has no idea who Pelleus is???

he’s a full god (presumably son of either Zeus or Poseidon?)?

and he overthrow Olympus/Zeus/the last gen of gods ??????

(also the king consort is Patroclus <3)

(he is Also also weirded out by Rea’s resemblance to Chiron wife, way more than Pat was)

After Chaldea explain their confusion courtesy of their Vastly Different irl-based mythologies, Myrmidon!Achilles (aka Ligyron-Achilles on his summonable card, Lancer, or still just Ligyron for Chaldea grew in the Singularity to keep things straight) explains that, here: 

the prophecy about Thetis’s son didn’t come in time [as in, before he was conceived], so he’s a Full God

Olympus’s fear of him [read: Poseidon/Zeus’s] led to lots of awful shit of hunting etc of Thetis and later Achilles himself

he was hidden away with Chiron & trained by him

instead of simply protecting himself & his mother when he gained his full strength, Achilles instead rebelled against Olympus wholesale and won

included heroes from Trojan War??? to rhyme his og history’s fame found there

instead decided to have his personal slice of kingdom in Greece bc god or no he preferred humans. also spite of not even bothering to make use of the crown trophy of the old gods [olympus] 

yeeted Zeus, Poseidon, and the other Olympians that didn’t submit to his rule/victory down into Tartarus, joining the Titans (Worst Roomie Situation Ever, rip. awkwaaaaaaaard)

Some diversions and emergency side-quests later, and Queen Mother Thetis makes her appearance in court to give her son regularly scheduled tlc & advice & concern

She’s a literal Goddess so of course she’s a Pseudo-Servant (Caster) except her host is Rea. Oh hello.💡

Polite, demure; super fucking quiet n subdued compared to Rea Herself. V amused by it tho!

Chiron’s wife; shapeshifts some multicolored seafoam hair on to make them distinct; explains they met when she’d sneak in to see how Achilles/Ligyron was doing with his training

Ligyron says he’ll help Chaldea and their quest to save humanity etc... after they help him solve his Olympi-Titan problem :]

Chaldea crew has politely omitted the nature of Singularities as well as just how :[ Achilles and co’s fates are in og history. it’s fine. 

FINALE STORY BEATS:

With magi-comms setup to communicate with the smaller groups they split up into (so the Myrmidons can both handle city security etc while Also helping out Chaldea with info etc), eventually defeat the rebelling Olympians & Titans

There is ?? No Holy Grail?? Nor a change in the Singularity’s status. the fuck.

They come back to Ligyron empty handed and confused af, he puzzles over how to help

Eventually, somehow, they figure out the source of the Singularity is not a Holy Grail but Ligyron himself. the power of a literal god-king who wasn’t supposed to manifest? mayhaps fueled/’heart’ of a Holy Grail itself?

Ligyron, being Ligyron (Achilles), agrees with a grin to sacrifice himself so Chaldea can save their own world; he’s done his job of overthrowing Olympus, n founding/stabilizing his kingdom, fought battles he never could’ve imagined between said overthrowing of Olympus and fighting them once more with others from a different world (nvm one who looks like his mom!), says farewell to Patroclus but assures him he’ll see him in Elysium so dwai beloved see you before you know it (still be sure to live long tho!), Chiron says he’s proud of him, etc

Ligyron dissipates, and the Singularity starts to collapse

And Thetis. 

Loses. 

Her. SHIT. 

The Singularity doesn’t disappear, and instead resettles into a barren and craggy landscape; their location snaps somewhere else(? somewhen?) on Chaldea’s sensors/maps, but Romani doesn’t get time to specify where

Thetis, now white haired & yellow-eyed and an Avenger, wails and screams and rages about how “you ruin EVERYTHING” and goes straight for Rea’s throat

Servants keep fighting her to a standstill, as Thetis rips into Rea verbally—except it’s way more personal than it should be, targeting not just her actions but her personal character flaws, her insecurities, her own rage and wrath and ruin, her. 

Monologuing reveals Thetis, in life, ‘slaughtered Troy’ and all the soldiers; after trying to kill Zeus, was imprisoned (and implicitly tortured) for millennia; from a different timeline altogether, rather than being another product of the Singularity, or a corrupted Servant of proper history like Jalter

Thetis is way more powerful than she ought to be; eventually seals off her and Rea from all the Servants with her Noble Phantasm; Chaldea staff fucking going as fast as they can trying to force a Rayshift, either to get Rea out or other Servants where they can get to her

Thetis decides to smack down with Rea one and one, going for flow and brutal instead of instant ko

Her ranting includes poisonous and viscerally accurate [in their executions] insistences that they’re no different, and begins to use “we” not just for herself and Rea, but Thetis alone

Torture via attacking Rea’s crest directly? Probably

“Why! Won’t! You! Break!”

Servants break through the barrier just enough for Scathach to launch her god-killer Gae Bolg, and it’s a direct hit

...To Thetis’s illusion, but it’s still fatal.

To both of them

Thetis’s illusions morphing others’ perception of where BOTH of them were/are

Thetis’s hysteria turns gleeful, because See? See? See what being kind gets you, gIrL?

Everyone’s screaming freaking out, ALL the healers rushing in both past Thetis’s shattered barrier and via Rayshift

Scathach isn’t surprised, tight though her features are

Rea’s stabilized/saved, not via her Servant’s capabilities (a human receiving a Gae Bolg through the chest, after all), but via a Pseudo-Servant / fusion of her own

it’s og/Caster Thetis, able to do so via Thetis Alter’s spirit origin serving as a ‘beacon’/catalyst

Gg great job Rea gets taken home n healed into infinity n rests for a fucking month bc, jesus

They leave the Singularity’s with little more than a pool of blood at its heart: the island of Leuke in the Black Sea, the final resting placing of Achilles

CONCLUSIONS & FORESHADOWINGS:

Thetis (Avenger) was not just an alter of og/history’s Thetis, but Rea herself; in a worldline where Thetis massacred Troy et al for the death of her son, millennia later Riel Rodas would ‘break’ herself to unknown tragedy and call Thetis (Avenger) to her to become a Pseudo-Servant

Thetis was not just a water goddess but creator goddess, either pre-dating Chaos or an incarnation of Chaos itself (hence her ability to create a 100% fabricated Singularity); used the Holy Grail as an ‘anchor’ for it instead, trying to revive her dead son by avoiding the first of her tragedies and the root of his death in the first place: his having a mortal father

Rea herself is implicitly way more fucked up internally?? Since she knows Thetis (Alter) wasn’t a 100% divorced being from herself, despite others’ insistences

Scathach hiding for a long hot sec n Rea doing her damnedest to defuse the situation; she Knew that was how it needed to happen, or else either Rea would’ve either been killed by Thetis outright, or Thetis would’ve wrecked untold havoc onto them beyond the Singularity (including Rea’s death, as ever)

Tl;dr their first Lostbelt before they knew lostbelts are a thing </3

Myrmidon servants not mistaking Rea for Thetis not just bc of sameface, but same ‘core’ due to Thetis (also) being ‘Rea’ (rather than 100% Thetis just using her as a vessel)

Romani sweating bc haha! wow! human and also a Servant but also it’s Complicated, anyway--

Possible similar hats with the Foreign God? depending on their motivations

MISC & FUN FACTS

Congrats on Rea Suddenly Being Ur Mom, Achilles. It’s weird for her too but also Blz remember to get to bed on time--

Chaldea Chiron is. so very very sorry for his Singularity’s counterparts actions

Also, no one tell Achilles Chiron’s technically arguably actually his step-dad (aka he and og Thetis had a thing in actual history too)

Awkward? Awkward.

Reamom subverse (wherein she’s pre-existing Chaldea staff turned Master to save Ritsuka the burden of it, despite her Crest bs complications), Ritsuka suddenly contemplates if they have an HR

(Also (still reamom subverse) everyone is staring at Romani even harder to Do Something Already, god dammit; youve been in a mutual uwu-ance w her for twelve years and a SINGULARITY SERVANT kisses her first?)

‘Canon’/sans-Rea verse, Thetis (Alter) is still Rea (Alter); barring the Reaface!Thetis confusion and the personal mauling & murder of the Chaldea Master, it’s tl;dr the same! It’s no longer Personal(tm) and they just take out Thetis like a ‘normal’ final boss vs her hurting the Master proper (nvm inducing Pseudo-Servanthood)

Thetis’s powerset includes shapeshifting, which is now Rea’s powersets, aka cue shapeshifting Crash Course courtesy of Enkidu. it’s fine

Lygiron/God/King!Achilles is an Archer (a class he can’t even normally qualify for bc... it’s not proper human history Achilles), courtesy of Dad-Chiron, though he qualifies for lots of classes. Maybe Ruler? lol

Servant Patroclus is a Saber :] bc he’s weak to Lygiron/Myrmidon!Achilles, but strong against PHH Achilles’s lancer qualification (ie. “he’s achilles’s weakness”)

It’s long af but if you want an idea of Thetis (Alter)’s alternate history and the sorta shit Psuedo-Servant Thetis!Rea (og/Caster) gets, there’s Realter’s page. Barring the NP tied to her unique history (aka slaughtering Troy herself), it’s all shit she could Potentially do herself.

Atlantis/Olympus Singularity gets uh. gets uh. well it doesn’t end different but gd the vibes are So Fucking Off w Chaos just beyond the veil and Rea as a pseudo-servant of its incarnation (and not just bc that makes her all these machine god fuckers’ grandma)