#like you can see them grow but they are doing so on seperate paths

[pluttskutt]

the journey from strangers to team-mates to close friends to enemies is so sweet i love it

[wrioluvr]

flirty playboy x mature male reader

this stupid ass meme had been on my mind forever and i realised how funny it would be to have a slutty playboy who just sleeps with anyone to seriously pine over a more mature, secure guy who doesn't fall for any of his shallow charms and tricks.... here are just some blurbs of their dynamic (˵ ¬ᴗ¬˵)

his name is roman. he's a little toxic, but he just wants to be loved.

cw: some smut, top male reader

it all started with a little night out. you didn't do those often, due to devoting most of your time towards work and earning a stable career, but finishing this particularly gruelling assignment called for a celebration. at the bar, dancing with your friends, a good-looking man with a playful glint in his eyes approached you full of bravado. he told you how handsome you were, and had been eyeing you from across the room for a while now. but from a single glance, you could tell he was the type to break hearts. beach-blonde dyed hair, a tight fitting tank top revealing his muscular build, an eyebrow piercing, the way his mouth curled up so subtly into a little smirk.... he was everything you knew to avoid getting serious with. but a little hookup couldn't hurt, right? you deserved a little fun.

and it didn't hurt you at all. a few failed relationships had made you wise beyond your years, knowing to easily seperate the good guys from the bad. you knew your self-worth. roman, on the other hand, was absolutely smitten. no other man had fucked him THIS good, gave him such gentle aftercare, and even let him stay as long as he needed. the way you so effortlessly lifted his legs up to thrust in and out of him at a rhythmic pace, or fondling his tits and squeezing his nipples softly while you hit it from the back, or tenderly running your fingers down his spine, arching it sensually.... he loved it all. it was clear to him that you prioritised his pleasure as much as your own, and it showed in how he orgasmed several times before you even came in him once, panting breathlessly while wearing the sluttiest expression of his life. it was nothing like any of the men he had sex with before. afterwards, you let him stay the night in a guest room, and even brewed a cup of coffee for him in the morning.

roman was damn near tears when you offered to drop him off at his house before you headed off to work. if he was being honest with himself, his insecurities were the root of his constant need for sexual intimacy, so being treated with genuine kindness for once was new to him.

"is dropping you off here alright?" you ask, turning into the road of his apartment complex.

"y-yeah...." he looks out the window, unsure how to look you in the eyes.

"okay. thanks for last night. stay safe." your words carried an air of finality to them, like you were so sure the two of you would never cross paths again. he didn't like that.

"uh, uh......" he stuttered, all his usual flirtatiousness thrown out the window as he couldn't meet your gaze. "could i... get your number?"

your friendly smile froze on your face. "uhhhh.... sorry, i'm not really looking for anything serious right now."

he quickly regained his composure, charm turned up to the max. shifting his tank top so more of his chest was exposed and you could notice his nipples protruding, roman whispered in a low tone, "that's okay! we can just be casual... and fuck anytime you like." a wink. a hand on your thigh.

"jeez... okay, no offense, but i've heard rumours from my friends that you're a bit of a... playboy. i'm not interested in being your toy, sorry."

roman's face flushed in embarrassment, knowing what you said was true. except the part on him seeing you as a toy. that was untrue. he could feel a warmth growing from the pit of his stomach at the thought of spending more time with you. were these... butterflies?

maybe begging would work.

"okay fine, i am a bit of a player... but please, please, pleaseeeeeee.... let's be in contact, okay? as friends?" roman sniffled pathetically, shaking your shoulder in desperation. he needed to be in your presence. why weren't his usual maneating tactics working?!?!

"alright. here you go. just don't spam me or anything, okay? i gotta go for work. see you." you sigh, a little exasperated but choosing not to let it show. he immediately lit up, typing your number in his contacts and saving many hearts next to your name. you prayed your acts of basic human decency wouldn't cause him to catch feelings. you needed to focus on your job right now.

˚ʚ♡ɞ˚

3:02pm

[romanbabyxx]

hiiiiiii

[romanbabyxx]

i know you said not to spam you but like

[romanbabyxx]

i miss u

[romanbabyxx]

can we meet up at the bar for drinks or something like that? please?

3:10pm

you check the messages on your phone, rolling your eyes and ignoring them. he was probably sending this text to at least three other guys right now. he had a history of cheating, based on what you heard from your friends. you weren't going to be another one of his victims.

5:35pm

[romanbabyxx]

are u ignoring me?

[romanbabyxx]

im sorryyyyyyyy

[romanbabyxx]

pls hit me back when ur free

7.30 pm

[name]

sorry, just got off work. will be super busy this week, so not free. mb.

[romanbabyxx]

oh, its okay! next week then?

[name]

i'll see

this went on for a few weeks, you constantly evading his invitations, being polite and professional, never too intimate over text. roman was starting to get fed up. he's so used to getting everything he wants, he doesn't know what to do when he actually has to work for the one he desires. he actually hadn't hooked up with anyone since your one night stand, but you didn't believe that.

roman was at his wits' end. he could only think of one final plan to get your attention.

trying to make you jealous.

over the next week, he hooked up with any and everyone he met in the bar, not bothering to keep his slutting around discreet. he wanted you to hear the rumours. he wanted you to feel a sense of unease within your very being. he wanted you to feel possessive. he wanted you, to want him. the whole time, even as he was getting fucked, he could only imagine you caressing him, holding him close, loving him.

his deeds didn't go unnoticed. your friends told you about it, yet you didn't feel anything in the slightest. you were right, after all... he forgot about you within a week and moved on to whichever poor man he would leave high and dry next.

the next time you bumped into him at the bar, roman was his usual, party-loving self, excitedly slinging an arm around you, a drink in hand. his plan had to work, surely? you would be begging to have him back. but yet, when he offhandedly (yet so intentionally) mentioned how much dick he had been getting the past week, anticipating your change in expression, nothing happened. "oh. good for you." was all you said.

he sputtered, flustered by your calm demeanour. didn't you care? at all?! "but.... but.... aren't you jealous? that i've been hooking up with other guys?!"

you stare at him, a genuine quzzical expression plastered across your face. "why would i be? it's not like we're dating or anything. it was just a one time thing."

your words hit like a knife through his heart. he clutched his chest dramatically, a pout forming on his lips. "i'll be faithful! i promise!" his words came out more desperate than he intended. he felt so vulnerable, so naked, yet you were the face of serenity. your unimpressed eyes stared through his soul, as if you were scrutinising his very core. he knew you could heal him, make him feel loved, but he was starting to doubt there was any possibility you would feel the same.

"i'm sure that's what you said to the last guy you cheated on."

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˚ʚ♡ɞ˚

i intended for this to be lighthearted but why was it actually kinda depressing tbh

[starboyshoyo]

Unspoken Words

Characters: All NRC students x reader (seperately)

Fandom: Twisted Wonderland

Genre: hurt/comfort

Unspoken reasons why the NRC boys love you!

HEARTSLABYUL

Riddle Rosehearts seems like perfection; like the very image of what one should strive for. Anyone who knows him can admire his hard work and diligence, because that is the extent to what they can see. But you see his delight at the simplest of things; things that he never got to experience in childhood. Riddle holds you dear to him because you encourage his rare moments of whimsy, and love them wholly- just as he loves you.

Trey Clover is always being told that he should aim higher, because the talent he holds would be squandered should he go down the path of the simple village baker. He smiles and politely tells them that he’ll consider it- but really, he’s tired of the input he never wanted in the first place. It’s all the more reason to appreciate the way you trust in his dreams. Trey knows what he wants, and you won’t push him for anything more. 

Cater Diamond has two different sides, like the faces on a card. Sometimes he’s the party-loving Cay-kun, and other times he wants nothing more than to collapse in his bed and sleep the day away. Being Cay-kun is exhausting. It’s not entirely him but he can’t seem to bring himself to show the real Cater to anyone but you, because you understand that the mask is necessary sometimes. It’s okay if he’s not ready to show the world his face yet. You’ll be waiting for him when he is.  

Bluntly honest is the best way to describe Ace Trappola. If someone asked, he’d call himself a realist. He’s not here to mess around or play the hero. And sometimes that can hurt people’s feelings and push them away. But being truthful and being mean are two different things, and he knows he can always trust you to tell him when he oversteps. Ace may fumble from time to time, so he’s glad you’re always there to help him back up.

Deuce Spade was reluctant to begin dating you at first. He wasn’t proud of who  he was in middle school, nor is he proud of who he is at the moment. He thought that he was unworthy of you, that he needed more time to grow. When he first figured out that you weren’t the most perfect person either, it didn’t turn him away. In fact, it relieved him. Deuce loves that you can be imperfect together- and that you’re willing to grow alongside him even more. 

SAVANACLAW

Leona Kingscholar is used to being the spare; the disposable one. Even though he’s the second prince of the Sunset Savannah, even though he was born into a life of privilege, he knows what it’s like to have to fight for yourself and your place in the world. When he met you, he could hardly believe that for once, a fight wasn’t necessary. It took a while for him to trust, but now Leona knows that he will always be your first choice, as you will be his.

From the outside, Ruggie Bucchi’s obsession over food is a bit excessive. Does one really need to defend every scrap with his life? He’s tired of others laughing at the way he packs snacks in his bag and sneaks crumbs off the tabletop. It’s telling that you hand him extras when you don’t have to, that you make sure he always has more than he needs. It shows that you value the things he values, so that he can do the same in return to you. 

Jack Howl is a lone wolf, just like his name. He’s always relied on his own strength to get by. Owing a debt is like putting his life in someone else’s hands, so accepting favors is something that he’ll never do. When he first realizes he loves you, it’s hard to accept that another person now holds a part of his heart. But give him some time and he’ll begin to appreciate having someone to share the burden with. It’s refreshing to have company without debt or guilt. 

OCTAVINELLE

They say those who have suffered the most have the most empathy. Azul Ashengrotto thinks there must be something wrong with him, then. After all the ridicule he’s endured, all he wants is to watch his tormentors cry as well. So why does his heart beat so fast then, when he sees how kind you are to others? There’s so little logic to it- but the heart wants what it wants. 

Jade Leech gives only as much as he takes. In his mismatched eyes, it’s only reasonable that a transaction is balanced on both sides. So it’s a surprise to him when you don’t demand everything to be split, fifty-fifty. It’s with you that he learns the connection between trust and equals. Not having to count out every exchange leaves Jade more time to love you with all his heart. 

Floyd Leech is notorious for his mercurial behavior. It’s a laughing matter for some students, and the target of frustration for many others when he fails to show the same enthusiasm he had before. If he’s already in a bad mood, then why are they making it worse by nagging him? You’re his retreat in times like that, because you take his emotions seriously, no matter how ridiculous they seem in the moment. 

SCARABIA

Kalim Al-Asim knows he can be dense. As the heir to a merchant empire, he’s got some level of self-awareness in him, even if he doesn’t always know how to use it. He can tell when he’s said the wrong thing to you. The wringing of hands, the twisting of brows make him so nervous, but he can’t do anything but laugh it off lest he say something to make it worse. So he appreciates it when you patiently explain to him how you feel, even when you’re not in the mood to. Sometimes he just needs help to understand. 

There’s no doubt that Jamil Viper has… questionable methods of obtaining his means to an end. With the precision and patience of a snake, he can use any means necessary to strike. But when you’re around he finds himself thinking more of what’s right than just what he wants. You are his conscience, in the best  and worst of times; and he can’t help but love you for it. 

POMEFIORE

Vil Schoenheit’s entire life has been publicized since the day he stepped into the spotlight. While he takes pride in his looks and envies anyone who can shine brighter than him, he finds that when he is with you, he can be whatever he wants to be with no eyes on him. No cameras, no rehearsals, no pressure, just two hearts beating side by side. 

Rook Hunt has a lot to say, and so little time to say it. He is always on the move, always examining something else to find the beauty in it. And though it’s hard to be patient, he loves you for always listening when he talks, even when he rambles for hours about the smallest things. To sit still for that long is a feat in itself.

The frustrations of Epel Felmier are evident when others treat him as lesser simply because of the way he looks. He’s still learning how to use his charm in other ways, but it’s hard to unlearn so many old habits. Punishments from Vil don’t help either. So when the work gets too harsh, you make him forget about being weak or strong- and when you’re in front of him, all he wants to be is yours. 

IGNIHYDE

Idia Shroud is used to watching the world go by without him. Sometimes he feels like an outside observer, or even a roadblock for others to climb over on their way to greatness. But with you, he never feels like an inconvenience. He feels wanted and needed- something he hasn’t felt for a long, long time. 

DIASOMNIA

Malleus Draconia is lonely. It’s plain and simple as that. He wants the company of others, outside of those assigned to guard him and bow to his every whim. So Malleus covets the fact that you are simply here, by his side of your own volition. For the first time in his life, Malleus thinks that he might be content.

Lilia Vanrouge has lived through centuries. As a human, you cannot even begin to fathom bridging the gap in time. There is just so much that he has seen that he can’t share with you. So please, just let him hold you while he has the chance. Let him cherish the way you live in the moment. Together, you can forget the coming of the future. 

Sebek Zigvolt is constantly under pressure. Not from others, but from himself- but either way, the stress gets to him. He would never admit it, but the stolen moments you spend together make him happier than he’s ever been. His shoulders ease, and his scowl disappears for a time. Just don’t point it out, or they’ll be back again full force- accompanied by a blush.

It’s not that Silver doesn’t care about what people are saying- he really, really does. But when he falls asleep so easily, some people come to think that he’s bored out of his mind. He was anxious that you’d think the same, but to his surprise, you understand his struggles. He’s trying his best to be more attentive to you, and you welcome his efforts with open arms.

Comments and reblogs are greatly appreciated!

[milf--adjacent]

serious voting question: I'm an ml and generally I don't vote. can I ask what your reasoning is for voting third party? I'm curious to round out my opinion a little better

Seeing just how many people voted socialist back in the 19-teens was an inspiration to me as a baby leftist growing up in a deep red state. Even if they didn't win, I saw that I wasn't alone like I felt I was, that even the 'stupid' people of the past had some sense in their heads and supported policy and politics we still need even today. So no. 1 it's for the baby leftists to come who will feel trapped and alone and need a tangible connection to their beliefs: The number of people who simply didn't vote doesn't show up in textbooks, but minor party votes do.

Second: the democratic campaigning apparatus only serves to seperate those willing to organize from meaningful organization. By convincing people to put that same energy into the third party of their choice, we have countered at least a little of the Democrat's anti-revolutionary strategy. If you can convince a progressive to actually act and vote like a progressive, that's someone who might actually help when you need to set up a soup kitchen or protest in the future.

Thirdly: Many of these "I'm gonna vote anyway so I might as well vote blue" folks have never engaged in organizing. Getting involved with 3rd parties puts them in touch with others who are of a similar political slant, the first (and often most difficult) step in organizing. At least with the Greens in most places, they actively ask for help of all sorts, giving people experience in organizing they can build on as they become more politically involved. More people who know how to organize is never a bad thing.

Fourthly: If a third party can get just 5% of the national vote in an election, they are entitled to national campaign funding and a space in the official debates in the coming election. This would be a much needed shift in American politics. Democrats sound much more like republicans than leftists, and that's part of why they never get involved in the free and equal debates: the democrats are to the right of the fucking libertarians on a number of policies.

Finally: if a 3rd party candidate did win the presidency, a lot of the good things the democrats have held over our heads like bait for decades would get done, and people would have more time and energy to commit to political actions. I support 3rd party politics because at the very least it shakes things up a little. The status quo is what's killing us and any effort to change that disorganizes and spreads our true enemies thinner. Center-left socialism will not save us, but it will at least address the social ills of our society in a helpful way and attempt to tackle crisies like climate change, policing, and ending foreign policy fiascos via slashing the bloated military budget (even the fucking libertarians are running on that).

The general population of the US will refuse to even consider actual leftist politics without some sort of shift in our electoral politics. Instead of apathy and middle-finger-hoisting inaction, I chose an action with lasting strategic value. If we want a real "the revolution will not be televised" moment, we have to slap the soma of blue-tie lies out of enough hands to get people to pay attention. 3rd party electoralism is a step in the correct direction for them and a path I have started many people down already. I plan to continue until there is no need for it.

[kkoffin]

hi there. late 20s woman. somehow just now discovering radblr & it’s crazy how relieving it is to read some of these opinions. it feels like a rush of sanity.

I had a mutual follower on instagram recently transition MTF and almost instantly I was being borderline sexually harassed, as well as them being suddenly very sexual on their story. it was like that was the last straw.

I remember thinking “is this vulgar, cartoonish display what womanhood means to you?” then it snowballed into other questions like “why doesn’t this movement sit right with me? why do I feel like I have to push my issues aside to stroke the egos of those who pretend to have walked the same path as me when they obviously haven’t? why does being gender nonconforming but not wanting to go by they/them make everyone so uptight and weird?”

i say do what you want. present how you want. the world is yours. but don’t try to act like we’re the same when we aren’t. don’t try to act like “gender is a social construct” when you adhere your entire life to a caricature that i’ve spent my entire life trying to escape.

this is a vent, but i’ve never been able to put these thoughts into words. i’m so grateful for people like you in this community.

I totally get where you’re coming from. Looking back on my life, it feels like there was 100 incidents that should’ve peaked me, but my area, my generation and my friends at the time simply prevented it. Younger people in more liberal areas, as they grow, develop a mental thinking barrier, where you ask yourself questions, but when the minute you reach “terfy” territory, you hit that barrier and shut down. It’s insane how much it took to make me able to cross that barrier.

Imo, gender is a social construct. Gender what women experience, how we are treated and how we are expected to act within society. Sex is what women are in nature - our biological reality. Your suffering as a woman, the caricature you’ve been escaping, is not your biology, but how you’ve been treated based on it - that’s gender.

Gender is a social construct, and it’s a harmful one. It’s the social construct that forms the foundation of a patriarchy. identifying women as something other than our reality, and pushing expectations and social norms/stereotypes onto us. Gender is real, and needs to be abolished. Gender ideology entirely relies on gender as a social construct, alongside it’s stereotypes and harms. It embraces it and strengthens it - as you can see with their frustration at non-trans identifying GNC people, and their anger at not being called a woman based only on wearing a skirt or growing long hair - “clearly dressing female” as I saw a TIM on tiktok phrase it once.

Gender, seperate to sex, is the first foundation of a patriarchy, and they need it for their movement to even be conceptually possible - the more they reinforce it, the more they “pass” and the stronger the more socially feasible their ideology becomes.

[nonbinarypirat]

I promised to do a break down on Azz's and Clara's relationship specifically since the initial post was so long (Iruma's relationships within the love trio) so here it is! This is long compared to my initial post breakdown of the relationships since I am just focusing on these two. And I wanted to do these two right since so many people think Azz doesn't like or appreciate Clara.

As we know, in the beginning the two of them mostly revolved around Iruma. Azz was very much annoyed with Clara's personality, there wasn't much to tie Clara to Asmodeus besides playing, and as they mention in the manga, more than likely they would have never met and/or become friends without Iruma. Iruma was very much needed for the initial start of their relationship. However, that doesn't mean that by this point in the story we don't see they both care deeply for each other outside of just getting along for the sake of having Iruma.

Similarly to Iruma, Clara has enabled Azz to experience more playfulness and childlike fun than he ever experienced previously. Clara is not just some afterthought within the love trio. She is necessary for the two of them to open up more emotionally. Especially Azz. Asmodeus in general is a very closed off person by nature, stemmed from a fairly isolated childhood of no one wanting to interact with him. We see this when the soulmates are first seperated because they have to join other clubs. Azz basically never interacted with the other members unless he had to. It's hard for him to open up and let his excitable, lovely side shine through. Clara is one of the people that inspired that in him because even with just Iruma, Asmodeus wouldn't know how to just let himself be playful. Sure, the first time him and Clara played together was because Iruma asked him to, but that was more than likely the first time he has ever done this.

Additionally, Clara gives Azz an extra challenge. She's not easy to understand and is someone he feel like he must compete with for Iruma's affections (of course that has changed drastically in the latest volumes and chapters). Asmodeus is used to being the best, outshining anyone and anything in his path. He's a young genius. But that means he didn't have something to push him to grow. Clara is someone who is so widely different from him that it causes him to have to strive towards understanding her. When they have to work together for the hell dance, Azz realizes that yeah, she thinks about the world in an entirely interesting way compared to him. And he can learn from this new perspective. Azz has really grown to care about Clara because he knows she can open up sides of him no one else can.

Clara on the other hand learns about more structure then she ever had before. Clara has been on a character development of realizing that yes, unadulterated chaos can be great. But it can also just cause trouble for yourself and for others. She can rely on Azz to shut down some of her more outlandish ideas, not because of meaness but because the situation doesn't call for it (though he'll shut it down in the sassiest way possible of course). She lives beyond the comprehension of most people and that's what makes her so wonderful. But she can go overboard and doesn't tend to second guess things. With characters like this, you need somone/something to stop them before something ends up being a giant mess.

And Clara felt the same as Azz too about the way he thinks. To Clara, he also makes zero sense. That's why she also needs to strive to understand him and be more considerate of his feelings. She understands that emotions and care doesn't come easy to Asmodeus. And she gives him room to express them however he can and gives him the encouragement he needs. She truly is the best at understanding the emotions that Azz and Iruma are experiencing. Her role as the emotional challenger/instigator pushes Azz to understand why he is feeling that way.

Like I said, Clara is very much needed in the group. I'll fight anyone who thinks she isn't. Because without Clara's brazen approach to feelings, these two boys wouldn't push themselves. Like, sure she group in her toy box because she could see something is wrong with iuma, but it was as much for Azz as it was for him. Because she would also know when he's feeling down about something too. I saw someone call her their safe place on twitter and its true. She's someone they can go to when they just need to talk to someone or vent to. And like a trained big sister, she will pet their hair and listen.

I really hope we get to see just these two interact more as the story progresses as well as Clara Iruma solo time. Because I care about the love trio so much, they are basically free therapy for me. Oh and in case you were wondering, yes I am obessed with Azz wanting to take a picture of Clara in her cute swimsuit. He's so in love with his soulmates it's so cute. I know he has the best icloud service and still has to backup his photos often from how many pictures of Iruma and Clara he owns.

[metacrisisdoctor]

it makes me sad when people say rose had no choice in the bad wolf bay ii scene because i feel like it's 'cause they get stuck on the beginning of it. people stop at "but he's not you." (by which she means that ten and tentoo have seperate bodies, not that she doesn't think tentoo is the doctor) and that's so sad because the scene is so short but so nuanced!

at first the doctor is absolutely trying to manipulate her into staying in pete's world. whether it's because he loves her or not, that is no good. and we know that; rose knows that, the doctor knows that. but he is in so much pain that he is still in his timelord body, his part-human self will be with rose and happy and all the shit davros said to him? of couse he comes at it with a "punishment" mentality for himself, because tentoo is him and he is tentoo and he hates himself- but he loves rose more than he hates himself.

after this, of course, it's donna who is able to cut through this bs and tell the meta-crisis doctor to tell rose what this is all really about ("it's better than that, though. can't you see what he's trying to give you? tell her, go on.") and from there on the entire thing is absolutely in rose's court because tentoo, in his love and his humanity and single heart - only wants her to stay with him if that's what she wants! he says IF YOU WANT. it's a major thing, that he offers her an out there even though we know how much he loves and missed her. it's just like he offered to bring her home in born again when she couldn't understand the regeneration. it's her choice to grow old with tentoo, and it's something she absolutely wants- rose wants the doctor, not the traveling (she says this in the parting of the ways)

in the end, rtd gives rose literally all of the power by having her pull both doctors aside and choose which path she is going to take.

it's so impactful because it takes the doctor trying to exile rose and his otherself to rose taking the power away from him (as she does in potw and doomsday) and reclaming her authority in her life.

this is why ten watching rose and tentoo kiss hurts so much, because it goes from him leaving them behind to him being exiled from their world and their happiness- which is the beginning of the end for him truly. and it is absolutely intentional.

this scene renders ten completely powerless in the end, until all he can do is walk back to an empty existance knowing what he could have and does have but cannot experience.

rose is special because yes, for a while, it is the universe and the traveling she loves, but it becomes much, much larger than that. it becomes her loving the doctor and pledging to not have a life we see her long for by her eagerness in tsp, to be by his side forever. whatever that would have meant. but with tentoo she chooses him because this way she gets everything she wanted and deserves, she gets to be selfish for herself, she gets to put herself before the doctors - which i think is very, very important. that's good.

it's not fair to rose to not understand that by kissing tentoo she was making an active choice to spend her life with him because by saying those words he confirmed to her that he is the man that she loves and lost and came looking for, the same way ten convinced her he was the man she became the bad wolf for by telling her the first word he said to her was "run" and taking her hand.

rose is not stupid and she is not shallow. she chose tentoo. she is still a bad bitch defending the earth and perhaps beyond with the doctor. she just also gets to keep her family and sense of self too. all the doctor ever wanted was for rose to have a good life, and somehow he got to know that she has one, because it's one spent with him and he knows how loved she will be. how loved she is, twice over in one lifetime.

[carbon8tion]

Garshield, Kageyama, and Kidou

I feel like Kidou (Yuuto's adoptive father, who I will be refering to as "Kidou" throughout this, and Yuuto as "Yuuto" to avoid confusion.) isn't exactly a good guy. That's obvious, given his status in society and connections to Kageyama, but I never really see anyone talk about how much influence he has, and still does, on Yuuto- or what his actual goal may be, and who he's working with.

He and Kageyama are close- and that's a probelm since Kageyama had been working with Garshield ever he sabotauged the bus to disqualify Raimon 40 years before the events of the OG season. I shouldn't have to elaborate on who Garshield is, i'm sure you all know. When did the two meet, I can't help but wonder- perhaps Kidou's a Teikoku alumni, but... I think it's a bit deeper than that. I think Garshield is a far bigger threat than we thought, and has influenced the events of the plot, and the life of one of our most beloved protags- FAR more than we could ever believe, and i'll be elaborating on it here.

Kidou's father trusts Kageyama enough to let him take his son on trips around the world to see how other cultures play soccer, (this was flavor text in IE3, I cannot find a screenshot of it.) In Everyday+ both Kidou and Kageyama state that the whole reason Kidou's with Kageyama is so he can learn leadership, learn to rise to the top.

That in itself is self-explanatory, as to why Kidou's left Yuuto in Kageyama's care. Kidou put's an awful lot of trust in Kageyama, enough to where, even when Kidou transfers to Raimon and Kageyama is arrested for his crimes- he CONTINUES to sponsor him and the school in Ares, because Kageyama's methods get results. Now, Ares is a seperate timeline, but alot of the lore of Kidou Zaibatsu established in it carried over to Everyday+, such as Hakamada, and Kidou Zaibatsu owning multiple companies, so it's safe to assume everything that Kidou does in Ares, he'd also do in the original timeline.

When Yuuto asks to transfer to Raimon, Kidou allows it, because he loves Yuuto, and is proud to see him grow into someone who can forge his own path. That's a great quality in a leader, to break past the influence of another and overcome them. Despsite Kidou not being a very good person in my personal opinion, he still loves his son, and that can't be ignored. Kageyama has taught Yuuto all he can, and now it's up to Yuuto to continue honing his abilities. (And Kidou himself, and Yuuto's personal tutors.)

Kidou shows upset at having left Yuuto in Kageyama's care, having not done much to raise him on his own. There's alot that Yuuto needs to learn to be a successfull heir, he brings Yuuto to enough company functions and has him focus on his studies, hire tutors for him, and encourages growth to where he can be without Kageyama's help- but... that's the problem here.

The company functions. The parties, they go to them often. In Ares it's revealed one of Kidou Zaibatsu's companies is Kidou Heavy Industries- lots of vehicles, lots of.... gas.

Lots of... oil.

And who's s aid to be the #1 supplier of oil in the world, who just so happens to be Kageyama's employer?

Garshield.

Garshield is very interested in soccer, and had Kageyama use his experimental program on Demonio- who he turned into a copy of Yuuto. Perhaps that was just Kageyama's own influences at play and not Garshield's, but... Kidou was likely employed under Garshield as well. He needs that oil, and he plays along with Kageyama, and shows interest in soccer. Kidou, like everyone else, wants to be on top, to succeed- so he'll work with those who will help him achieve that, which is why he adopted Yuuto, because of Garshield's weird plans to take over the world with soccer. Yuuto's skills in the sport were the main reason for his adoption, after being scouted by Kageyama- it wasnt based on IQ, or behavior, or personality, or even family- it was soccer.

He even gave Yuuto an insentive to play, taking him away from the only family he had left, Haruna. He and Kageyama knew that the only thing Yuuto had to connect with his family would be soccer, if they took him seperately, so they did- that way he'd have that much more motivation to play. By the looks of it, since Yuuto never tried to contact Haruna, he may have not been ALLOWED to contact her, so that he can become more and more invested in winning, in soccer, in developing those leadership and sports skills.

With how important Kidou Zaibatsu obviously is to Kidou, and how important it will end up being to Yuuto... In GO, he's letting Yuuto play soccer in the pro leagues. You'd think Kidou would have pushed him into the family bussiness by then, with how adamant he was about it in his teens- but he's not. Because that's not the only way torwards success in this world Akihiro Hino created. Soccer has become politics now, and Yuuto's not only a big name in the soccer world, with keychains of him canonically being sold in stores, he's got his foot in the bussiness, financial, and even political world too now, with the Resistance and Kidou Zaibatsu.

There's only one person I can think of who wanted to make soccer politics, and had the money, power, influence, and people to make it happen, to have the insane idea to try and take over the world using it....

Garshield.

Garshield sowed the seeds, and even though he's not the one reaping the glory, theres still people out there carrying out his mission, because that's where all the money is, and thats where the POWER is- in soccer. Laws get changed because of soccer, children are turning into mutants because of soccer, like Garshield predicted when he started experimenting on players, he knew the potential this stupid little ball game and it's players had and wanted to capitalize on it the best he could. He isn't completely out of the picture, either- his people took Kageyama's life.

The question of who gave Kageyama's life back, however, is lost on me, but I have a theory that it may have been the man who he worked with to create his "ultimate creation".

To sum it up: Kidou Yuuto is a direct product of Garshield's vision. He has the potential to be a very, very big threat to the world. Garshield's dream of taking over the world with soccer is very tangible, and the impact of soccer can be seen in Chrono Stone and soccer being the one thing deciding the fate of the galaxy in Galaxy. The UNIVERSE is literally based on soccer, Earth was just REALLY late to the party. (But truth be told, i'm not thinking that big, i'm more concerned about how the people on earth are being affected in our original trio's lifetime.)

With that said, I think our beloved protag Kidou Yuuto ends up having alot more to do with the politicalization of soccer in his lifetime than we think, he has the money, he has the power, and he has the influence of people who didn't have very good intentions with the sport.

....Thank god he has Endou to keep him on the right path.

Victory Road is a sequel to GO, it's considered canon, I believe. We don't know any of the story yet, but if Kidou Yuuto doesn't play a part in it, i'm going to be very dissapointed.

[aciddaffodil]

The Boy and the Beast Unfiltered Thoughts

He just lost his mom in a traffic accident, like it’s fair for him to be angry and want his dad. Even if he was under sole custody of his mom.

UMMMMM EXCUSE ME what was the spirit shadow thing that looked like him. I am enchanted with this music. Mamora Hosada’s style in this film feels very Science SARU esque. THE FUCKING MUSIC. THE INTRODUCTION OF THE BEAST KINGDOM WORLD IS SO EPIC.

This is absolutely gorgeous. I’m eating this up.

When he sees his mom, but it’s just a hallucination and she isn’t there. Ouch.

The difference between the two contenders of Beastman Lords is crazy. They’re now facing off against each other in a fistfight.

Huh, Iozen says that humans and beastman are seperate is because humans easily can get overtaken by darkness, and in this world could grow out of control. Makes sense to the shadow we saw after he said “ I hate everyone” at the beginning.

THE MUSIC. THE MUSIC AHHHHHH.

The kid roots for him and as he looks, he gets distracted and gets hit. The current lord stops between them and says he’ll take on any responsibility if Kyatu is a mistake. But that not all humans will let themselves be sealed up by the darkness.

The way he’s trying to eat rice and raw eggs, and just this bonding moment between teacher and pupil. The mink is losing it as Kumatetsu is trying to reach him how to handle a sword.

This movie is stunning to look at. It’s so vibrant and detailed and lived in.

I love how much they fight and argue. The Lord tells him to go on a pilgrimage with his pupil and so they go. Learning different abilities and strengths that exist within this world. The fact there’s so many different meanings of what strength is.

STUNNING JUST AHHHH.

Hmmmmis the way he sees his mother in the moments he needs her because of his inner darkness or just receiving within himself, like her spirit being with him.

This training montage of him copying Kumatetsu’s moves is so cute and endearing. The monk says they’re like father and son with him trying to mimic him.

The moment he realizes he knows his teachers movements and finds him predictable they agree to train eachother in return. He may not have power but he’s quick in his feet and getting better. He gets recognized by the other kids.

This is going to turn sad and deal with his inner demon AHHHHHHHH IM NOT READY FOR THIS. Also the kid of the other Lord contender looks like he is human. WHOAH and he finds the path back to the human world on accident, oh no.

NOOOOOO is him visiting and being enamored by the human world, is what leads to his darkness??? AGAGAHAHAHA. He’s now trying to go to college but needs a new identification card so he goes to the address of his dad. He sees his father on the street but he doesn’t recognize him at first but then asks if he’s Ren and gives him a hug.

WHY DONT YOU TELL YOUR FUCKING SENSEI WHAT’S GOING ON. LIKE HE CAN DEFINITELY HAVE ANOTHER PUPIL.

“ Do you think I can live a normal life?” BRO WHY WOULD YOU THROW AWAY WHAT YOU HAVE ARGHHHHH. Kyuta tries to have a conversation with him but it doesn’t work out and he leaves him.

The way he calls him out, because his dad is just assuming stuff. To say “ Let’s start over” negates everything that has happened. OMFG THE SHADOW THE SHADOW IS SCARY. GENUINELY SCARED FOR HIM. WHAT HAPPENS IF IT OVERTAKES HIM?? WHAT THEN??

He goes back to the Beastman world to find out the next day is when the match is decided to who will become Lord. I FUCKING CALLED IT THAT ICHIRIKO WAS HUMAN.

Tis now the match. KYUTA YOU HAVE TO APPEAR AND GIVE YOUR MASTER CONFIDENCE. PLEASE. THE WAY THEY ARGUE WITH EACHOTHER AND IT GIVES HIM CONFIDENCE. AHHHHHH. WHOAH. WHAT A WAY THAT THE BOTH OF THEM TOGTHER MAKE THE PERFECT TEAM AND BALENCE EACH OTHER OUT.

Damn ICHIRIKO is gonna be the darkness monster fr…sad times. I’m so happy but this won’t all be happy. NOOO HE’S BEEN STABBED IN THE BACK. OH SHIT THIS WHAT HIS FATHER TRIED TONPREVENT BUT IT HAPPENED ALREADY. NO, NO NO NO NO NO NO. HIS OWN FATHER FUGURE YOU KILLED. The sword within everyone’s hearts and WHOAH. OMFG had no idea where this was going.

WHY ARE YOU MAD BITCH. YOU KILLED HIS FATHER FIGURE.

He cant be dead. Oh thank goodness, he’s hooked up and in a hospital bed.

Now Iozen explains how he find his human kid who was just abandoned out in the rain. He says it’s his own conceit. Bro you could not have lied to him for this long, of course he has a complex which caused the darkness to grow.

He leaves to go look for ICHIRIKO to help him, and drive the darkness from him. I’M CRYING GUYS. Of course it would include the other two, they were equally as important to him growing up.

He goes to the human world and finds him. I love that he adheres to not unsheathing his sword in this fight. HOLY SHIT MAMORA STRIKES AGAIN. I have chills…I’m so scared. The dude makes a giant whale of darkness, the tie into the story of Moby Dick that REN has been learning all this time. And the fight within oneself and the battle against one’s inner darkness is AGHHH.

The destruction he caused, also that explosion was fucking beautiful to look at.

Awww Kaede’s words I think are the answer, for him to remember the love his family has for him. Kamatetsu is asking to be reincarnated so he can help Kyuta, because he knows his boy can’t do it alone however there’s no turning back when he does.

Man the whale animation is so pretty. This is absolutely stunning. THE MUSIC KICKS IN AND AHHHHHHH. NOOOO DON’T SACRIFICE YOURSELF JUST TO KILL HIM. AND HIS MASTER COMES IN REINCARNATED AS A LONGSWORD. HE WANTED TO BECOME THE SOWRD WITHIN HSI HEART. TO FILL WHAT HE’S MISSING. IM SOBBING. He kills the darkness within him yay!

He returns back a hero. But goes to live a normal life in the human world. I love that his master is happy for him. :)

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I am about finished with my essay sized analysis/recap to be posted on Instagram. This movie is so special to me. I adored it and gives me great comfort that even if we have darkness within us, you're not alone in experiencing this. It makes me so thankful for my dear friends and loved ones who are my support system. And happy I'm still here even with all the curve balls life is throwing me this year..

[justanothersockfromfloyd]

Minors do not continue forward, you have been warned, if you still wish to proceed with reading, I can't stop you, but just proceed with caution.

This is a drabble I came up with due to friends being friends. This is by no means a character x reader. But support is welcome. This story contains sexual and violent scenes. Do proceed with caution.

What do I do? These emotions that build up every time I talk to you, the fuzzy feeling I get when I see pictures of you.

I can't control them...

I just want to be with you, I loved you so badly back then, but you never seemed to be as into me as I was with you, you've changed. Was it because of me? We got together but then we drifted apart, we went our seperate ways and you changed into something completely different. Did I hurt you? Did you miss me? Did you miss my body wrapped up in yours?. You moved on, you went for a different type. So why do I find myself still yearning for your touch...

I get jealous over the tiniest things, the way you interact with others, the way you smile and laugh at someone else's jokes... I hate it, just look at me like you look at them! The adoration, the kindness... The love... Fuck I can't stand it, I'll get rid of anyone in my path just to get back to you, to have your lips upon mine once again. But who knows... Maybe it will end the same as last time, was our love just an obsession?.

As I hold you now, I know the truth, you still yearn for them, I'll make you forget them my dear

Luis

As I shove you to the bed, you thrash around and raise your voice, you didn't react this way with them? What the fuck is your problem Luis?! I'll just have to teach you a lesson, one you'll never forget, one, where you will only have eyes for me, and if you were to ever look at another person, I'd rip your eyes from your skull and slowly lick up the blood, but don't worry dear, I wouldn't let you die that easily, I love you too much to let you rest. But trust me... I'd make your pain much, much worse.

As I lean down and whisper sweet nothings in your ear, I inject you with midazolam, you thrash around some more, but not for long, slowly you feel yourself giving in. Such a sweet submissive bitch now. Fuck, I can practically hear your near nonexistent whimpers and I roll my hips on your crotch. Just let yourself go for me, you won't need anybody else.

As I feel Luis's cock grow firm, I let out a sickeningly sweet laugh, one that makes him whine. Fuck, I just want your cock deep in me, but I need to be patient... I don't want to be patient, I want to see you beg, squirm, cry and squeal like a fucking pig, I'm sure you could hit those precious high notes in no time, after all, you're so fucking weak and pliable, it's hilarious how you'd give up your body to anyone at any time. Fuck, maybe I should cut off a couple of your fingers, slowly slice into your shoulders as you beg for forgiveness. The thought of seeing you all beaten up and deathly gets me so wet.

A dull pain was felt in my face as I stare down at Luis in shock... Did he just.. slap me? Anger, betrayal, pain, it was all written across my face. Soon I was met with droplets of spit all over me.

"Needy fucking cunt, what, you wanted me that badly, you drugged me and proceeded to try and have your way with my cock? I don't think so whore".

I felt myself being shoved off and onto the hardwood floor, this felt so enticing and unreal. My legs pressed together as he stood over me, cock stiff and still entrapped.

"How about we take this up a notch, after all, I can tell you're fucking soaked right now, how pathetic is that. You want my cock shoved so deep inside of you, it's plain obvious how badly you want it, so how about you be a good little cum slut, and accept every inch and load I give you in those pretty holes."

How was that, I do not condone any of the things mentioned in this short story, it is in no means appropriate OR legal. This is just made up. Do not act upon your urges, you may get in trouble. This is pretty tame tbh.

[blackwatervial]

In an apocalypse au what kind of people do you think Vegaspete would be? My friend and I were watching the last of us and we agree thay they would be one where they would like...die together should it come down to that. My friend also thinks ( and I am frankly horrified ) that they would easily play into the trope where even if one of them gets infected, the other won't let go. Ever 💀😬

Oh noooo anon! You activated my AU brain!! Well, you have to deal with it now. Vegaspete zombie AU

Vegas leads his own group of survivors. After the outbreak, he gathered some capable people around him (mercilessly abandoning those he didn't deem useful) and they made a name for themselves. Eventually he didn't need to gather anymore because people flock to him, desperate to join. He only allows the best.

Pete is a lone wolf. He started off on his own and grew used to only relying on himself. He meets people, of course, and teams up for short periods of time, but in the end he always ends up by himself. Because growing close to people in this environment is dangerous. He doesn't seek conflict or friends, he just survives.

But of course they cross paths eventually, when Vegas is on a run to gather supplies, but he and his companions ran into a herd and he's the last to survive. He's with his back to the wall and with no way out. Enter Pete, a knight in shining..leather jacket. He saves Vegas and they make it to an abandoned building where Pete patches up the wound Vegas has (which I just gave him right now bc it plays so well into the narrative).

And Vegas offers Pete to join his group bc Pete seems capable enough. But Pete refuses. Says he's better off on his own.

And then, idk, plot stuff happens, somehow they meet again and again and eventually Pete does agree to join him. Things turn for the worse and they get seperated from the rest and are now on their own and have to fight for survival.

And yeah, I can totally see this ending in tragedy with one of them getting infected and the other not wanting to go on and purposely letting themselves get infected as well.

[caffeinatedopossum]

Ayy thought spiral with me (tw ocd vent/existential crisis?)

I don't think people understand what I'm referring to being hopeless when I say "it's hopeless". I'm not talking about my depression. I'm not even talking about my chronic pain or my trauma. I'm talking about what I call my existential ocd- "there is no way out but through" simply doesn't apply here.

There is no way out but *out*. And no one can show me the way. So I keep going through, down this tunnel, into this maze. I go deeper and deeper searching for something I'm quite aware I will never find but am compelled to chase, as if by some other worldly force. But I'm told the force is generated from within. Everyday of my life, I've walked this path and no other. Thats not an exaggeration- every day since I learned how to form thought I have been *obsessed* with figuring things out. It's who I am. It's what I care about.

I describe different kinds of emotional pain differently- mental illness is, as its name implies, an illness. It might go away forever with treatment or be chronic and need to be managed long term, but it can usually be managed. Trauma is a wound, one that often leaves permanent scars but can heal nonetheless. Grief is amputation, it's simply a loss with no replacement, but life can grow around that and become fuller in time. But this... this is something else. Something I struggle to put into words. It's me. It's the self, dissolving under the weight of uncertainty and compulsion, unable to exist in a normal way.

People will probably say "you shouldn't identify yourself with it then" but you don't understand. Where are the people who are like me or who were but then changed? Show me one, thats a genuine request. I'm irrevocably seperate from everyone who hasn't traveled this path and I haven't met or heard of anyone who has traveled it before me. And if there is someone who traveled it, did they get out? Or would I simply follow them round and around, deeper into this spiral... The "end goal" for me cannot ever be the same end goal that anyone different from me has achieved. That's why other people succeeding gives me no hope (or jealousy). There is not a person who has ever fully comprehended the absurdity and complexity- and what I'm beginning to believe is probably rarity- of my situation.

And no- I don't want to think of myself as different. I don't want to be special. If anything negative about me is rare, then its pathological, and if anything positive about me is rare, then it's crushingly disappointing to think that others are not even as good as I am. Yes, I'm seeing things unusually negatively. And being unusually critical. But- and I say this devoid of all pride- I'm an unusual person.

Its something that goes beyond loneliness. It's the ache of innate separation, due to the responsibility of awareness, the compulsive nature I can't discard, and so many more things. I am reaching out but no one can reach back, no one can do anything to reach me here. And I don't think I'd want them to if they could. Because then they would be here too. With me, yes, but *here*. In this death before death. I'm thinking it's better to be separate, to be misunderstood, than to be assured that this is real, that I'm not simply being overly dramatic or deluding myself into some kind of waking nightmare.

This might be more a prayer than a cry for help but please- if there is anyone out there who's been where I am, and who could, through some repplicable feat, manage to get out... please let me reach you. I am so tired.

[thesilentlands]

Chapter 7: The Copper City (part 1-2)

-Part1

They waited and waited, traveling slowly thru the twisted world of abyssal trail untill they finally saw something at the end of the bridge, a light of normal world. They have finaly arived in there, they got of the creatures back and just as they wanted to turn around and thank it, there was nothing there

-where is the Abyssal Trail? -what do you mean? -we where one moment there and the other it dissapered! -you see, abyssal trail only has few main openings, but the bridges only rip a wormhole to a set location for just a moment for non abyssal creatures to leave, once they leave, the wormhole closes instantly -oh.. alright then. i guess just obove this hill is the city -are you nervous -very ive never meet nice people before -wait, before we go there you should cover up your lends and eye -oh! Your right.

Michael finds in his backpack a pice of rug and bandages, with the rag he made a eye path and with bandages he covered up his glowing hand and lends -you know that you can make the wires on your face stop growing? -how? -just think that its not glowing, that usually works -alright.

Michael focuses and the wires lose theier glow. -did it work? -yes it did, now lets go, it looks like its going to rain... -can you withstand rain? -i can not, my system will get rusty -maybe you can hide in my backpack when it does rain -i will accept that.

They walked to the top of the hill and they both glanced at the city.

It was a somewhat odd feeling to see such a city, a bit of chill came over Michael, but he wasnt scared, he was curious, he wanted to get hire and thats what he got, he took the first step, it was a small one but its best to start somewhere, they slowly walked twards the city walls. they entered it and they where was a bridge, below the bridge there was a wheat feild that streached far off and ending at the another bridge.

Sudently something flew from the sky twards them, it was pretty big, and its wings where made from electrisity, you could see them from very far away, it flew closer and closer until it landed right infront of them.

-Welcome Michael! To the CITY_CW_49 or as everyone call it Copper Wax City nr.49, or just Wax City, im only hire to welcome you and to give you your ID and pin! - the mechanical creature that resembles a bird hands michael his ID and a pin that has the city symbol on it.

-we are happy to have you hire! A bot will soon arive to your curent location to get you to your apartment -ok thank you, do you by any chance know if its going to rain today? -calibrating... The rain will fall in about 6 minutes and will last 30 to 45 minutes -alright thanks -my plesure! Ill be going now-.

As the mech said it did, it sprout its yellow, hologramic wings and quickly flew away. -i though you said that you guys with power liquid couldnt have hologramic things - its true, but this type can recharge thiere power house, and they have specific atachments that can save theier limited power use -oh. Wanne go to the end of this bridge? Maybe that bot is waithing for us there -alrighAA -whats wrong? -its THE RAIN, its raining a little -alright, get in -good call -volt jumped into Michaels backpack, suprisingly the backpack didnt became much heavier but stayed the same weight.

Michael walked and walked, there was another wall, that seperated the city from the field, near the entrance there was something, someone with cyan fur and a screan for a face, the "face" displayed pair of two small, yellow eyes, the creature also had an umbrela. The creature spoted Michael and started waving at him, Mixhael aproched it and it was a bot that resembled a bee -Hello! Are you Michael? -yes i am -great! Ill be takeing you to your new home! -great lets go then -alright -oh, just so you know i have my.. pet in my backpack, hes also a mech -oh! Then ill share my umbrela with you.

They both entered the city, they where now on the smaller part of the city, where there are no tall buildings, the streats became darker and the rain started to become heavier.

-hey... What is your name? -my name? Its just a number, but you can call me CB! -alright, CB, do you you know what are thos pins for? -oh you dont know what pins do? They symbolise where you came from and they usually symbolise citys symbol, by the way, what was your first pin?- Michael chasitates, he dosent know how CB is going to react that he comes from a bunker, its something that hes really worried about, he choses to hide this fact -i had.. a really special one -do you come from a far? -very far away, ive lost my pin too, bad luck -oh no that terable, but fear not! Your pins are saved in your mind -what? -you see when you get a pin, there is something in them that makes it so a specific bot can acces them and show you them, they are pretty cheap too so maybe one day you could how me them -maybe, how about you? -im a bot silly! I can only get reputation by being nice or for carrying on tasks that the leader provides -leader? -yeah! Our leader is a robot that rests in one of the wind towers, its conected to every robot hire, even when new bots come hire they are asked to be conected there -i see, so my pet is going to be conected as well? -if it accepts then yes if no then no -intresting, hey, do you know anything about bunkers -bunkers? They are enchiant, its bealived that humans that have entered there have became monsters that even higher beings are scared of, it also known that they reasived a really special pin, a pin that makes anything free for its user, but they dont exsist anymore, because they where only given when they closed them in bunkers.. -i.. i see, what about vaults? -they are used to store inportant stuff, information, backup seeds, dna samples you know? -dna samples? -the technology is now advanced that you can use one strand of dna to create a whole animal! Its a backup if the whole species dies out -i see -and what do you know, we have arived!

-house number 153, second floor. -alright thanks, see you around -oh! I should mension that youll have a roomate -oh.. ok, see ya -goodbye! - the bot slowly disapears in to the glommy night and michael stands in front of the building, he hasitates to enter, but they came all the way for nothing, its only a roomate, one person is better anyway, unlike the whole vault.

Michael opens the door, and is meet by someone, its was a guy with a blinded eye and a mechanical arm and leg, he didnt notised michael at first but when he turned around, he was a bit stureded by him, but he welcomed Michael in.

-Ahh, so you must be Michael, well, welcome hire, im Frank, -nice to meet you -lisean i know its a hard thing to move in, but your very welcome hire -thanks, i come from.. really far away from hire, so its nice to see that you accept me -of course ill accept you! Im sure that the others will do as well -others? -yeah, there are three other people upstairs, and this thing in this hole - frank points at the big hole in the wall, then from this hole came a voice -oh boo hoo, im now called a thing? -sorry, its just,*sigh* your really anoying -i can understand, whos the new bulb? -w-what? -she calles people by flower names, i still dont understand why -i just like it, come closer new guy, i wanne have a better look at you - Michael got a bit closer to the hole creature, it then reaveled her self, it was a bot, that resembled a white rabbit, and her eyes where glowing with red light, when she saw michael closer she smirked a bit.

-well arent you a daisy! Im Rose, if i get to know you better, ill let you meet the others from the hole - there are others? -well two more but for now youll get to me jużet only me -ok nice to meet you, ill.. ill be going now, to my room -alright daisy see you around~ - rose then disaperas in to the darkness without a sound -is she always like this -*sigh* yeah but youll get used to it, anyway since your going up stairs you should know that your roomate is named Vanessa, she knows that you arived so hopefully youll guys get along -are there any others? -well there is Nico, hes asleep right now, he also has an eye path like you, and Angela is few month in to an expedision on some wasteland, im kinda worried about her because she went alone, but im sure that she will make things work -i see, well ill be going now -see ya tomorow! - Frank went in to his room, leaving michael alone with volt -see? everyone is nice -im still not sure.. -come on give them a chance, its not like they are like people you meet before -i mean they do seam nice but what if that changes -dont think about it, just enjoy the moment -*sigh* fine, i guess ill try - michael enters the second floor, and stands at the door of his room.

He finaly, after standing for two minutes, he finaly opens the door to his room. In the view that he saw there was a other door to his left and a welcome mat under his feet, on the left there was a pretty big bed that was all a mess, as well as a night stand with a small lamp, next to the bed, in the corner of the room there was a table with two plants on it, all around the room there where lights, walls where a deep magenta color, michael turned around to close the door and when he turned back around there was Vanessa standing right behind him

-hello! Ee.. it was Michael, right? -yeah, then you must be Vanessa -yeah, frank told you? -yes -alright, ill go to the kitchen to grab something and ill be with you -ok, where can i set my backpack -oh beside the bed is alright -alright thanks - Vanessa then exits the room leaving michael alone again, -see? Every one is friendly -its just... So weard... -whats wrong? -its just... I feel tired, and my head feels light -that means that your probobly about to fall asleep! -really? -yeah, maybe the normal air and outside atmosphear made things to you -maybe yeah.. im gonna close my eyes for a moment, just a moment... -alright.. - then michael fell asleep.

Volt used the sytuation, he got out out of the backpack and looked at michael, since Volt gave him his leends, he didnt had a chance to allow Michael to become "an admin", he could only use a single nail by this point, he could only access the main frame when he was asleep, now is his chance to make more powerfull. And he did

[gone-imagining]

Law of the Jungle

TW: Missing an arm, blood, more dinosaurs choosing violence, the usual

Chapter 3: Blood in the Water

"Numerous dangers lurk below the murky waters of this ancient river, waiting for it's next meal. Don't let it be you"

Troy awoke suddenly, as the pain in the stump of his forearm surged back like a flood. "Fucking hell" He groaned, his breaths growing slowed and sharp as he gripped the stump, quickly tearing a strip of fabric from his shirt to tie a tourniquet. The bleeding quickly stopped as he began wrapping bandages where only seconds before his arm had been. He weakly stood to his feet, brushing off his pants and picking up his hat, placing it back on his dirty hair with a dusty thump.

Further up the river, Jack came to his senses. All he remembered was nearly getting trampled by a homicidal lizard. "Glad to see you up mate. Thought I lost you there" Jack turned to see William paddling the large raft he found himself in. "Where is everyone else?" William set down the paddle, squatting down to look his best friend in the eyes. "After that one guy yelled scatter, we all went seperate ways, I saw Jacob go chase after some scientists, and I saw Troy get smacked and fly down the hill." He said, his voice a bit more serious than usual "Then I saw you passed out on the ground, and I couldn't leave you to get eaten or anything, so I grabbed you and booked it" William punches Jack's shoulder gently. "Those two can handle themselves, I couldn't let you get eaten" Jack smiled, happy that if he was stuck in this green hell, he was stuck with in it with his best friend.

Troy trudged deeper down the river, waist deep in the cloudy river. He pushed the thoughts of whatever horrors lie beneath his view aside. His bare calves would occasionally brush against what felt to be slimy prehistoric fish, or something far worse. He eyed the shore, where the red devil of a dinosaur lurked, watching him with it's hollow empty socket. Troy had no doubt that it was eager to get enough bite of him, to finish the job. "Go find another meal, you red bastard!" He shouted to the beast, which responded back with a bellow. What Troy didn't realize as he vented his rage out at the dinosaur, was that there was a very important reason why it wouldn't enter the river, a reason that was slithering it's way towards the one armed sniper.

Deep in the jungle Jacob trailed behind the scientists. It was easy to track them, not only did they leave prints in the wet mud, but their path crosses into what appeared to be a maintenance road. Jacob readied his gun, as he made his way to a large gray building surrounded by fencing. Creeping into the facility, he heard sounds reminicent of a bird call. As the midday began to grow darker, turning to evening, he opened the front door, turning on the flashlight. His flashlight illuminated the facility, casting dark moving shadows as he crept deeper down the halls, his footsteps creating quiet echoes. Jacob rounded the corner to find a disturbing sight, a trail of blood and bloody footsteps leading down the hall, where a single birdlike call could be heard.

All he could do is walk forward.

[liliallowed]

okay honkai starrail has a reset button it's canon...

except the player's not in control of it the script is.

I selected no then it brought me back to the question, making it seem like a day dream.

if it was just a game design gimmick then why have the option to refuse? this happens A LOT by the way.

I think it's intentional.

I think we're trying to jump timelines but some THING (path of finality) is stopping the timeline from branching out into different possibilities. the same thing the stellaron hunters are going up against.

the same THING that ends your screen with rolling the credits and [THE END]

that's finality. fate. destinys slave...

you see these realities exist but they're CUT OFF.

what happened to the reality where you said no?

does it cease to exist?

but that would fall under nihility's domain. or destruction.

is it simply existing in another alternate universe? perhaps erudition would know and calculate the alternatives... but...

I have a feeling that finality is keeping all the dice rolls on a set number. and that would explain why aventurine is so impossibly lucky.

he's not anomaly he's a result of fate being inflexible. a by product of a world where the gears cannot twist out of turn.

not that I think finality favors him. no in fact I think finality sees his continued "success" as inconsequential. to it winning or losing are no different. humans are what define in between them. all it cares for is the value on the dice being set in stone.

somewhere in that universe endless suffering takes place without a chance to change or be different (the nihility)

I think aeons are an agent of their paths... chaos existed long before ena the order. and before erudition there was engimata... then again enigmata may be the youngest aeon but that could just be it TWISTING IT'S OWN AGE TO TRICK IT'S OEN INFORMATION ABOUT ITSELF.

these guys are funky sci-fi gods I like them hehe.

anyways what I'm saying is alternate timeline WERE part of the design in this universe but they're being... restrained? kept tougher?

it can be because the multiverse is simply too big for the cosmic tree of starrail. it's like growing a seperate tree out of a tree.

because alternate TIMELINES and alternate UNIVERSES are different.

honkai impact IS an alternate universe. NOT AN ALTERNATE TIMELINE.

I think lorewise finality and the equilibrium are like keeping the timeline in a fish tank and the timeline keeps wanting to spread out but it CAN'T hence why the script is the leash put on all events to keep it "organized" to stop it from crumbling on itself.

maybe finality is what remains of ena the order. there's so little to know about that path.

and like I wouldn't call this a time loop? but imagining someone faced with the mysterious (red text) which is an indicator of consequences

or having no choice... scattered throughout Acherons quest and story...

Acheron SEES our diologue options. not the same way the memo keeper would or the path of erudition just predicts the future with the matrix and fux uan. they look into possibilities.

Acheron looks at how resolute and decided the trailblazer is.

their will and single-mindedness.

at a point where doubt clouds their judgment it's like they scatter into millions of contradictory voices all pulling in different directions.

I wonder.

they're doing this on purpose. if they are that's such a big brain way to introduce a (the final boss has always been with you all along) concept

[unjest]

random but still very relevant mortally coiled lore

so pre-destruction era, a sort of underground city is constructed beneath/within a mountain. it's mostly for mining, but not exclusively- it's a self-sustaining community, with craftsmen, farmers, healers, etc. at some point there's a really major seismic event that causes the city entrance to completely collapse. the city is VERY deep underground, and it's believed that all known entrances are now entirely sealed off. The city and all of its inhabitants are considered lost for good.

Turns out that it really WAS just the entrances that collapsed- the city itself was designed to last, while the actual entrances (at least the sections closer to the surface) were all renovated mineshafts with less structural stability. so for generations on generation on generations the people who were in the underground city when the tunnels collapsed just sort of. figured out how to survive entirely underground. since they were ALREADY a pretty self-reliant civilization, theyre capable of not completely dying off without outside help. for food, there's some already-established subterran farms growing fungi, edible mosses, and even rhubarb-esque plants capable of growing without much (if any) light, along with access to underground rivers with cave-fish.

So, eventually, the people in this underground city excavate one of the collapsed tunnels and return to the surface. At this point, the residents have diverged WILDLY from the normal population- a significant portion are born with poor eyesight, with many being completely blind or even eyeless. you got mammids resembling moles/bats/mole-rats/etc, semi-transparent aquuids, reptids resembling olms, cave-beetle insectids, and the population overall ending up resembling typical troglofauna/stygofauna.

those on the surface and those from this underground civilization (commonly called the Lost Cities by the surfacers) start interaction again. theyre still pretty seperate, considering it is now physically challenging for a surfacer to live in the Lost Cities/a deepfolk to live on the surface, but there's at least interaction and between the two now.

this brings us to the modern era. It's now fairly common for surfacers to move into the Lost Cities, or for deepfolk to move out of the Cities, but it can be really difficult for either to adjust to swapping. Hence, the phenomenon of "Surface-scouting" by deepfolk; young native deepfolk who have spent their entire lives underground will sometimes accompany a non-native living in the Lost Cities to the surface, typically when the surfacer is visiting relatives or friends, in order to "properly" experience the surface. It's considered a very trendy thing to do, so seeing a deepfolk experiencing the surface world for the first time accompanied by a friendly surfacer is, while not an everyday occurrence, not unheard of.

why, exactly, is all this relevant?

it's relevant because Fane uses it as a cover for Null. It is VITAL for their little posse to lay as low as possible, and normally a fucked up lizard guy without eyes would stick out like a sore thumb. but no actually this is Normal and Fine see null is just a deepfolk from the Lost City and Fane is their surface-guide! and like sure Null is very much NOT a deepfolk and looks fucking weird even in that context but Fane is the living embodiment of telling lies so that's not even a problem. That paired with Bang ensuring that they're not traveling in any sort of predictable path makes the Nil gang almost completely hopeless in tracking them down unless they want to follow up on Literally Every Instance of surface tourism.