#lyf's visions

[gunpowdertimsleftgun]

Lena: it's pride month gwen. you know what that means

Gwen: what

Gwen: do you want me to meet like. gay externals?? what

Lena: *walking away, grinning*

[pippuns]

i think the funniest flavor of liujiu for me is one where sj goes into it like "ah yes I am going to EXPLOIT lqg's feelings and EMOTIONALLY MANIPULATE him for my own protection and safety" but he catches feelings hard and doesn't realize this for several years. one day he has a crisis at 4am about the fact that he does actually experience positive emotions towards lqg and frantically wakes lqg up to say "i. i think i love you. what the fuck", to which lqg is like "we've been married for five years. what are you talking about."

[dangermousie]

Loved the Hou x FFYY plot being all uncovered (and the fact that Jing didn't even need an explanation from XY - she tried and he was all 'I trust you, no need') and of course the man got off lighter. I loved FFYY learning she wasted her life on a psycho tho how she wasn't clued in that a man who tortured his brother to near death and insanity for years is probably not dreamboat material is beyond me.

Also, I love how he physically takes care of her in such practical, constant, little ways. AWWW

And her reaction on getting confirmation he's never had anything with FFYY.

I also love that when he asked for another chance, he first promised to not let anyone else or himself hurt her. AAAA!

In those eps we can see little glimpses of how easily happy they can be if the world lets them be.

I mean, even grandpa likes him:

Because he gets that it's Jing who can offer XY what she wants - a simple easy life of cottagecore and no great deeds. I mean, we see later them play chess and TSJ the chess genius just does not concentrate because he's busy making eyes at his girl - and grandpa likes it. Because chess is all ambition and war and Jing just doesn't care. He's got the brains for it and no drive. I am in love with the concept of the best love interest being the one with no cause, no ambition, no destiny. Just an offer of peace and normalcy and mundane moments - because clearly that is all XY wants.

And it reaches its peak when she opens a clinic and he gives her the sign he drew and there are firecrackers and the most amazingly peaceful yuppie life imaginable - as the servant says about them, she will treat people and Jing will collect the money. One of the reasons I really love LYF is that it gets that people love and want different things in life. The default epic/fantasy narrative is people with causes and destinies and quests and kingdoms to conquer and wrongs to avenge. But our protagonist wants only to escape the narrative - she does not want to be in an epic fantasy or a doomed romance - no Game of Thrones OR Throne of Glass is her desire - she wants to live in a xianxia version of PG Wodehouse's Blandings, where the biggest concerns are whose pig will win at the annual fair. And that is one of the reasons only Jing can be a truly happy endgame for her - only with him will her life resemble her ideal vision - neither of the other two men are capable of providing her with cottagecore (and GX is gegezoned also but...)

This is her dream life.

Btw, this will never not be funny. Look how smugly she's telling this about her dad to TSJ.

[rocksanddeadflowers]

Over the course of reading as many Lyfrassir centric fics as possible one of the consistencies I noticed in post Bifrost Lyf was their eye color changing (undulating hues, silver, etc) as the first and foremost visible side effect of the Bifrost. I wandered why for a bit before it clicked why it matters so much! (At least, this is my conclusion. Maybe the fics developed this mini trope thingy bc changing eye color sounded fun and has no real reason.)

Just.... Lyfrassir watching the tapes. Seeing them, viewing them, watching them. Days I've spent watching it now, the same scenes, the same faces, over and over. All they could do was watch and see the Bifrost and the Black Box's recordings, over and over, neverending, constant. Really, their eyes being (visibly) affected first makes the most sense! And I think it's super neat! On the occasions when their actual vision changes (perfect example being in The Stars Claim Them) it just adds to how cool this is to me.

Their hair being the other common thing to change? Mmmm.... That might just be an aesthetic thing at this point. Really most all the visible mutations probably are aesthetic reasons (both as writers and the Bifrost deciding to paint it's new barbie doll). But it's fun to read into !!!!

[purgatory-is-life]

Mechtober prompt 19/day 19-Headcanons

i didn't get to my inhuman mechs headcanons in htis one like i initially planned, but i'd love to hear your inhuman mechs headcanons!! even just your regular mechanisms headcanons!! tell me all ur mechs thoughts,,,

@mechtober-2024

Lyfrassir Edda's Very Confusing New... Friends? - Reality666Rift999 - The Mechanisms (Band) [Archive of Our Own]

tw; mentioned torture, mentioned death, a bit of discussion about brian's backstory, i think that's it? but if there's something u need/want me to tag feel free!!

Lyfrassir was new to the crew of the starship Aurora, the Mechanisms. The space pirates had taken them in when their ship was breaking down and their food stores were running low. Lyfrassir was not aware that the crew offering them rescue was the same one that those damned three prisoners talked about all the time until after they’d been on the ship for a day and Raphaella had scrounged their ship for parts. So now, they were effectively stranded in deep space with the Mechanisms. The bird-like woman had claimed to not realize that it was their ship, said that she assumed Aurora just brought it on for scrap metal, but what’s done is done.

Naturally, they’d been doing their best to avoid the space pirates, but there wasn’t much to do on the ship Aurora besides get lost in her–strangely large quantities of hallways, or hide in the room that the crew had offered them. And after running out of things to do by themselves and running out of creative ways to steal alcohol without anyone noticing, well, there wasn’t much left for them to do but start interacting with the Mechanisms. They didn’t like it, but at least they weren’t bored anymore.

This was the first band practice they were sitting in on, though. It was only Brian, Tim, The Toy Soldier,  and Ashes at the moment, as the other four were causing havoc elsewhere on the ship. Lyfrassir really didn’t want to know what they were up to.

In the meantime, the four currently in front of Lyf were practicing a set that Brian had called ‘High Noon Over Camelot’. Out of everyone on the Aurora, Lyfrassir probably liked Brian the most so far. Other than Aurora herself, of course. She was generally very kind, when she wasn’t leading them down nonexistent hallways and getting them lost for hours on end.

But Brian was calm, collected, and generally very kind. Even if he was oftentimes brutally honest and unflinching in voicing his assessment of things–and even if he still on occasion shot the rest of the crew dead for seemingly no reason besides to get some peace and quiet. He was kind of confusing, in that manner, but to them he had been nothing but kind—outside of the moments of brutal honesty.

And, to top it all off, he had a lovely singing voice.

“Deep within the depths of the Station, You’ll find the key that brings your salvation

So take your seat, the one they warn you from Galahad

Be strong it’s visions may overwhelm, But they won’t steer you wrong,

Follow them through to your fate…”

The drumbot hummed, staring down at his banjo and readjusting the prongs, when the question popped into their mind and forced its way out of their throat.

“What did you actually tell them?” Lyfrassir asked, causing all four of the space pirates to turn to them. The blanched, suddenly self conscious and aware that that could’ve been a very wrong thing to say, but they continued forward. “The people on the space station, Fort Galfridian right? What did you actually tell them, of the… futures, you saw?”

There was a pause, and Ashes looked to Brian warily, something that Lyf was starting to assume meant concern on their face, while Tim continued to stare at them unblinkingly like they asked a foolish question. The Toy Soldier was swinging its head between Brian and Ashes, as if it was unsure what it was to do next.

“I told them what we put in the song,” Brian said, eventually. “Exactly what it was–Marius helped me write it down and figure out the exact tune for it.”

Lyfrassir blinked slowly at Brian. “…Really?”

Brian nodded, slow and creaking. “I believe I’ve always had dreams that show me things, the future or the past. Whenever I try to explain those dreams, to the people involved or too specifically, all that leaves my voice is a song that only confuses everyone around me. I don’t think it has anything to do with how Carmilla wired my brain and voice box, either. It’s always been like that, I believe. That was part of the reason I was called a witch, when I was launched into space, I think… I don’t remember too clearly. The responses were different, but my lines are as honest as our storytelling is probably capable of getting. We embellish a lot, after all, skim over things that couldn’t make a good song or would just drag the story out unnecessarily. A lot of the details get left out as we write.” Brian reached up and rubbed his neck tentatively, eyebrows furrowing as he continued. “It makes it really hard to take someone seriously if they’re just belting nonsensical songs at you, so people never really listen to the things I warn about. I tend to keep my mouth shut because of that, but sometimes I still feel the need to try. I… Galahad was one of the only ones who listened to me in a while, besides the Crew. And even then, you all aren’t the best listeners. You shrug me off and decide to do things anyway because it’ll be more ‘fun’, and then you end up dying over and over for half a century or worse–”

“It was one time,” Tim protested weakly. She had turned from staring Lyf down, to finding the neck of her guitar very interesting. “The torture wasn’t even that bad. Kinda boring, honestly.”

“But it still happened,” Brian said, turning to stare at Tim. “Because you didn’t listen to me. The only time recently where any of you listened to me about something I Saw was when we were passing Yggdrasil, and yet Marius and Ivy and Raph still went investigating anyway despite the fact that I was practically incoherent for days after that Dream.”

“They did still listen about leaving before the train came, though,” Tim pointed out, not looking at the drumbot.

“Barely– it’s– this isn’t the time to have this kind of discussion. We were supposed to be practicing High Noon.” Brian turned his attention back to his banjo, a clump of strands of copper hair fell in front of his eyes, and Brian quickly brushed them away.

Lyfrassir felt kind of awful. “I’m sorry,” they said. “I didn’t– I wasn’t thinking when I asked that. I’m sorry.”

“I don’t blame you,” Brian answered, “Marius says my music has a way of drawing things out from people. I think it’s all of us, but Marius just gets a look about him when I say that and shrugs. I tend to listen to him about that kind of thing, he’s a lot more in tune with stories than we give him credit for sometimes. Besides, I know you didn’t mean any real harm by it. You just didn’t know what you were asking.”

“…Back to work, then?” Ashes suggested, and Brian and Tim both nodded. The Toy Soldier clapped its wooden hands together.

“My! That Was Quite A Speech, Would You Desire Some Tea, Old Chap?” the wooden doll turned to Brian, who nodded.

“Actually, that’d– that’d be kind of nice TS. Thank you.”

“Of Course! I Shall Get Some For You As Well, Mx. Lyfrassir! I’ll Be But A Moment.” The Soldier patted Lyf on the shoulder, before darting off to make a quick spot of tea, while Lyf tried to swallow the lump in their throat.

“Do you want to move onto ‘Skin And Bone’ for a while, Ashes?” Tim asked.

“Sure, we could all use a distraction I think.” The arsonist shrugged, and the three Mechanisms returned to their practicing, The Toy Soldier joining in quickly after it had made its tea.

—--

Lyfrassir was sitting alongside Brian on the bridge, as the metal pilot navigated through an asteroid belt. They were fidgeting with the knitting hooks they’d ‘borrowed’ from Marius, as an octokitten swatted at the yarn in their lap with its weird paw-like tentacles. Lyf glanced at Brian as he tucked some of his hair behind his ear. He was incredibly focused, on the abyss outside, which made sense. He did have to worry about asteroids.

Aurora beeped and slammed a door.

“Just– give me a second, ‘Rora.” Brian’s voice was distant. “We’re almost through.” Aurora sighed, warm air blowing through the bridge from loud fans, ruffling Lyf’s braids and Brian’s hair, knocking his hat off of his head as well. Brian sighed, but didn’t move to pick up the fallen hat, leaving it laying sadly on the floor. Lyfrassir glanced between it and the pilot, before returning to their knitting. Eventually, they were out of the asteroid field, and the pilot relaxed, slumping in his seat. He still hadn’t picked up his hat.

Brian, after several minutes, reached up and tucked the hair that had fallen in his face again behind his ear.

“Do you– want me to braid your hair?” they asked, finally. The noise startled Brian out of his haze, the brass man jumping slightly before turning his head to face Lyf, staring blankly at them for a few moments.

“Ah– you– you don’t need to, Lyf? It’s… It’s fine. I’m– you don’t need to.”

“I want to, though– uh…” Lyf coughed into their hand and turned away, face burning as they decidedly did not look at him. “It’s always getting in your eyes… And it’s long enough that I could do some– ah, some fun hairstyles.” They were pretty sure their face was an even darker shade of purple, they were blushing so hard. “I won’t if you don’t want to.”

Brian didn’t respond for a moment, and Lyfrassir assumed that was that. And then, “Okay.”

Lyfrassir whipped their head around so fast they might’ve given themself whiplash. “Okay?”

“Yeah, okay,” Brian’s face was a bright red. “You can braid my hair.”

Lyf swallowed thickly, and nodded. “Okay.”

Brian moved from his pilot’s seat, to the ground in front of Lyfrassir. They set their knitting to the side and began by running their hands through his copper hair, making their way through the knots slowly. “You uh, won’t have to worry about hair ties either,” Brian said, taking some of his hair and wrapping it around his fingers. He pulled the coil up and it continued standing up. “My hair can just– stay as it’s styled, if enough of it’s clumped together. Usually, anyway. The Crew… They– the Crew likes to mess with this and shit. If I take a nap, sometimes I wake up with wild hairstyles. One time, TS made it into a swan and its baby swans. It was kind of cute, honestly.”

Lyfrassir chuckled at the image of Brian walking around with swan-shaped hair. “The Toy Soldier is… Something, certainly.”

“Yeah.” Brian sighed, relaxing into Lyf’s touch as they started splitting his hair into several strands. “We love it, though. It wouldn’t be the Toy Soldier if it wasn’t a little off. We all are, after all. Probably something to do with how we became the Mechs.”

“Oh?” Lyf wasn’t paying too much attention to what Brian was saying, focusing on braiding his hair.

“Yeah– you uh, you see it most with Marius, I think. And, well, me, but Marius is the one you see it most in who’s still made mostly out of flesh. He’s… 87% flesh, whereas I’m like… 10% flesh, because of my heart.”

“Is that why von Raum is so… annoying? Is his arm why he can just– summon violins from nowhere?”

“Oh, no, according to him that was something he could do even before he was Marius. But, well, Marius lies a lot, so maybe it is his mechanism.”

“So the mystery continues…”

“Raph’s been trying to figure it out for ages and has literally no idea. So take that as you will.”

“Hm…” Lyf furrowed their eyebrows, and grabbed some of Brian’s hair to start including it in the intricate braid they were slowly forming, when they saw something… odd, on the back of Brian’s neck. Lyfrassir frowned, and lightly touched the area around the– what looked like a switch, on the back of the pilot’s neck.

Brian tensed, freezing at the soft touch of Lyf’s fingers. “Ah- don’t touch it, please? I like the mode I’m on right now. I’ll– if I need to switch it I’ll ask.”

Lyf nodded, pulling their hand away. “Right, yes sorry…”

A few moments passed in silence, as Lyfrassir continued to work. “You can ask, you know. I don’t mind explaining.”

Lyf bit their lip, but nodded, despite the fact that they knew Brian couldn’t see them. “Okay… What– what is it?” they asked.

“It’s– have you heard any of the others say ‘MJE’ or ‘EJM’ around me?” They answered with a noncommittal hum, and Brian continued. “They’re referencing that switch. Ends Justify Means or Means Justify Ends. Fun or Boring, according to the Crew. When Dr. Carmilla made me, she implanted that switch in the back of my neck. It’s, most simply, a morality switch. It doesn’t exactly change how I view the world, but it does change how I interact with it. Please don’t ah, please don’t flip it if I don’t ask? Raph’s been working on making it less so, but whenever it’s flipped it’s… It’s not a pleasant experience for me, personally.”

Lyfrassir nodded again. “I won’t, promise. Although that is… An odd thing to give someone.”

“Don’t think too hard about it, Lyf. It’d only give you a headache.”

Lyf hummed in response. “Is– is that why your hair is so long? To hide it?” They hadn’t seen it until now, and besides a few jokes or comments here and there from the other Mechanisms, hadn’t heard anything about it. If it was truly as unpleasant as he said, it would make sense if Brian just didn’t want to talk or think about it.

Brian, however, laughed at that. Loud and bright, it did… odd things to Lyf’s heart. “No, no, uh. I just like the long hair. It’s warm, and it gives the others a fidget toy. Besides, I uh, I feel pretty? With long hair. While I was strung up in Camelot, it was actually kind of ridiculous how long it had gotten. Sometimes I cut it, but I normally never let it get shorter than just above my shoulders.”

“Oh,” Lyfrassir responded. “Huh. Well… Your hair is very pretty, and very braidable. Even then, though, we’re probably going to be here a while. You have a lot of hair.”

“That’s okay,” Brian said. “I like the company. Aurora isn’t as much of a conversationalist as she used to be.” At that moment, she decided to slam her doors and blow cold air into the room. Brian laughed again. “I’m just being honest, ‘Rora! It’s wrong to lie!” Aurora huffed and blew a stream of cold air at Brian, which just caused him to laugh again. Lyf smiled a bit.

“I don’t know, she seems plenty conversational to me,” they said. Aurora creaked in appreciation, blowing warm air at Lyfrassir’s face.

“Would you like some songs while you work, Lyf?” Brian asked. “I keep a banjo in here, just for when I’m bored.”

“I– sure, I suppose. Play away, Brian.”

The drumbot nodded, and reached over to where a banjo was skillfully hidden under his pilot’s chair. He settled back in, and began to play.

—--

“Aurora?” Lyf sighed, after turning into the same nondescript hallway for the fifth time. They couldn’t keep doing this, they had just wanted to get a snack. “Where am I?”

A screen appeared on one of the walls, as Aurora creaked and the fans whirred in a way that Lyf was starting to understand was usually laughter. They walked closer to the screen anyway. ‘You are in one of my hallways :]’ the screen read. Lyfrassir sighed.

“Yes, I’m aware that this is one of your hallways. Where am I in relation to the kitchen?”

A map appeared, showing that the kitchen was three floors above them. They furrowed their eyebrows, one set of eyes darting around while the other continued to stare at the map. They could’ve sworn that the kitchen was below where the O’Neil Rings connected to the main ship, not above. And furthermore, Lyfrassir couldn’t see any easy ways to get upstairs on the map. There were only pathways that led to other places on this floor, or down into the bowels of the ship.

“Aurora?”

‘Yes? :]’ flashed on the screen, above the map.

“How am I supposed to get to the kitchen? How do you have so many floors and passageways in the first place?”

‘I like to feel tall.’

Just as she said it, the map changed again and a new doorway appeared not far from where Lyf was currently standing. “You’re a rocketship,” they pointed out, “you’re already tall.” However, as far as they knew, there was no way that she should’ve had the space for all of the rooms and all of the hallways that existed inside of her. The O’Neil Rings themselves were confusing–it seemed like they appeared and disappeared out of existence. Lyf still wasn’t sure how exactly they were even connected to the ship, how they could walk from their room into a hallway that led into the main body of Aurora without any main connection points for the rings, at least none that Lyf had seen.

‘You should head to the kitchen before I decide to remove the stairs again, Navigator,’ Aurora wrote out. ‘Otherwise you might miss your chance. :]’

They sighed, and started walking towards the door that had appeared. They were never going to understand this starship.

—--

“Mx. Lyfrassir!” The Toy Soldier called. Lyf… didn’t know where exactly it came from. But it might have simply appeared–they were getting used to it doing that.

“Ah, hello, Soldier…” Lyfrassir turned to face the wooden thing.

“I Have Something I Wish To Present You With!” It exclaimed, smiling brightly and, somehow, blankly at the same time. They supposed that was to do with the fact that it was made of wood, and had a limited expression range due to that.

“Oh?” They responded. “What is it?”

The Toy Soldier clapped excitedly, grabbed their hand, and pulled them along to its room–which only further confused the former-Inspector. When the pair arrived at the Toy’s room, there was a tea party set up. This was not unusual, Lyf had learned pretty quickly that when it wasn’t whittling or patrolling the hallways or engaging in a game of Murder Hide and Seek or Murder Tag with the others, it was either practicing the mandolin or the glockenspiel, or more likely it was hosting a tea party with whoever it decided was its victim of the day.

“What’s this for, Toy?” Lyf asked, raising an eyebrow, their two sets of eyes split between focusing on the tea party and The Toy Soldier.

The doll walked into its room and gestured to the beautifully decorated–probably porcelain?–tea pot at the center of the party. “I Have A Gift For You!”

Lyfrassir blinked slowly at the wooden figure. “…What?”

“The Tea Set! It Is A Gift For You, I Have Sets For Every Member Of The Crew, And You’re Crew Now! Do You Like It?”

“I, uh…” Lyf walked closer, and examined the tea pot. The base color was a shiny black, and it was decorated with bubbles of rainbow and silvers and golds that made the pot look like it was painted with an oil spill. And on top of that, brilliantly colorful and shiny beetles encircled the width of the pot’s belly.

“Jewel Beetles,” The Toy Soldier said, pointing at the bugs. “They’re From Earth And Terra, But I Believe There Were Similar Bugs Found On Alfheim, And You Said One Of Your Mothers Was From Alfheim! I Thought It Was A Nice Touch, And The Colors Match That Which Paint You And Yggdrasil’s Remains. They’re Also On The Cups!”

The cups were equally extravagant, with the same base oil-spill design, with three beetles decorating the circumference of the cup. The lip was covered in silver-gilt, and the handles were carefully painted with Old Norse Runes. The plates that the cups were sat on included the same runes, and the same oil-spill design and silver-gilt lips.

“I… Toy- I… Thank you, Toy Soldier. You didn’t need to.”

“Whatever Do You Mean, Old Bean?” The Toy Soldier tilted its head, staring at them. “You’re Crew Now, Old Bean! And Everyone In The Crew Has Their Own Tea Set. And That Includes You, Now.”

“I’m not immortal like you all,” Lyf reminded the wooden thing.

“That Doesn’t Matter! You’re Crew Whether You Like It Or Not, And I’d Rather Say We Should Get On With Our Tea Party Before The Tea Gets Too Cold!”

The Soldier Sat down at the slightly too short table, beginning to pour two cups of tea. Lyf nodded, and followed its lead. “Thank you, TS.”

“Of Course, Old Bean!”

[saym0-0]

oh my god. oh my god losing track by the mechanisms but its the esmp finale. thor and odin are scott and xornoth's final confrontation, loki and sigyn are lizzie and joel, the mile after mile part is gem and fwhip/shubble/katherine, everyone that left, lyfs part is s2 pix whos somehow uncovered this footage,, im insane do any of you see the vision

[yourlocalmechanism-dr-carmilla]

Tim got shrimp vision

"wtf is with lyfs hair"

"tf.you mean"

"it's glowing"

"what"

Lmao

YEA

Jonny "I WANAN SEE SHRIMP COLURS RAPH!"

Marius "just take alot of drugs and evrrytihnf will glwo..or eat toxic watse..then yiu glow:

[lostonehero]

I don’t know what What Remains After Eternity is so I’m going to just give you my best approximation on what it is

So I came from the mechs tag so I assume it has someone to do with those goobers, and after eternity sounds a lot like dttm

So here’s my vision, after dttm, Drumbot Brian, and Nastya accidentally fall into the same black hole Raphaella sent herself into, turns out black holes transport you into different universes (there’s theoretical stuff for this to be true in reality but I don’t know the specifics of how it works so I’m just going to incorporate it into my world view and sci-fi writing because it’s cool)

They end up in and alternate universe where they all got mechanised as children and are permanently such.

Don’t question how that works but the point is Brian, raph, and Nastya make a daycare to take care of these alternate mechanisms crew children.

Jonny keeps eating crayons (and other children he doesn’t like)

Ashes somehow keeps reinventing different scam schemes and roping the other kids into it

Ivy ignores everyone else in favor of making pillow forts and reading, and only lets the adults and little raph into the pillow fort.

Gunpowder Tim somehow manages to learn how to make dynamite (probably with the help of little raph)

The toy soldier is now child sized but essentially the same otherwise. Enjoys its very imaginative playmates

Marius likes playing both doctor and house, and is very dedicated to finding and creating the best possible props for this.

Little raph spend a lot of time reading through scientific papers. Tv-shows, articles, and documentaries. She has the entire bill nye theme memorised at this point and absolutely loves those little science kits made for kids

Little Nastya likes to disassemble and reassemble things to find out how they work, along with messing around with scratch(the coding site). Shed probably go absolutely feral over roblox studio too

Little Brian is quiet but when he does speak it’s usually to call someone out for something he views wrong which varies on his mode.

Raph likes to observe the children and help educate them while Drumbot Brian will usually settle disputes between them, and Nastya manages the more logistical side of running a daycare business.

All the kids do keep their original sort of parental figures from their backstories for better or for worse.

I can link it if you wanna read it it's a bit more depressing than that

So imagine many many (like a fuck ton of years) after DTTM the mechs are dead and ended up on their homework and well time passes and they continue as if they believe they are the only ones remaining

Lyf is shot forward in this incredibly distance in the future because Yog Sogoth was bored and was fucking around and he stumbles upon Tim first

Jonny is alone in New Texas. Fixed everything became a saint and just waited in a palace of his own, making the general population assigns him companions he buries them all

Marius back on his war torn home planet

Nastya rebuilt Aurora from her black box bigger stronger and ready for eternity

Brian a pet to the gods

Ivy locked in a planet she turned into an archive

Ashes ruler of a galaxy

Carmillia trying to reunited them miscalculated how they would react to true immortality

And others, but you'll have to read since I don't want to spoil things any more than I had.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/57033829/chapters/146390956

It's one of my longer aus that I'm still working on if you're curious

[brittleskyblue]

watching Stories Untold again and thinking about this line with Lyf-

“It’s like a... conscious black box...”

What they saw in those recordings, it was forever burned into them, intertwined, in the moment it all fell apart. They can’t escape it. Whether in their nightmares that follow, or an unprompted vision, it all feels so vivid, like they’re actually there on the train.

They are not just the keeper of Yggdrasil’s memory but a black box of it’s destruction as well.

[lyfrassireddatsct]

DON’T- BZZT- TRUST—- BZZT — VAMPIRE — BZZT —- IMMORTAL— BZZZTTT

- Cece

Lyf frowns. Something's getting closer, closer, closer, like their vision's beginning to gray out at the edges. Reality's still fraying. Graying, and fraying, and coming untethered.

But they have their tether, and they're not coming undone.

bzzz.

“The smoke,” the person replied, easier to hear now. Something in the ears of the mask, maybe, like an earpiece, that would help connect the two of them. There was a rush of wings overhead, and the person barely even flinched, still moving towards something in the distance. Lyf followed them away from the ship, and into the dark--

Bzzzzzzz

Something was about to go very very wrong very very wrong very very wrong very very wrong are you still there i can't hear you are you still there i'm not afraid anymore are you still there

BZZZZZZZZZ

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[gunpowdertimsleftgun]

i've been hit with another vision while listening to Feed the Machine by Poor Man's Poison

'Something's going on, just Look around' - Eye 'Fear is on the rise' - Fearpocalypse 'And there's blood all over the ground' - Slaughter 'Let's all just blindfold the poor, we must remind them what's in store' - Dark 'We got 'em now, just break 'em down a little bit more' - Spiral 'I said hey, you, feed the machine, bring 'em all back down to their knees' - Flesh (for meat processing) 'There's no time to waste, remind the slaves, they ain't gonna make it out alive today' - End 'I said hey, you, poison the well, watch it all burn' - Desolation 'take them straight to hell' - End 'He's got the whole world in his hands' - Jonah as the Pupil 'It was nice to know ya, we've all been damned, c'mon!' - Also End

i am really just drumbot brian at this point lmao

[suiciderape]

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[rocksanddeadflowers]

Lyf being a fae and Marius being a hunter just.... it seems like such a scrumptious parallel to dig into. Please note I'm NOT making the "fae hate you killing and eating animals >:(" argument bc no I don't think that. Considering how to fae seem to function, I don't think the actual act of hunting or eating meat is something that would piss them off (they themselves might even hunt and eat animal meats). The thing that would upset them is the way someone went about it. Is the hunter respectful of their surroundings, of the forest, the animals, the fae and folk creatures? (Doesn't trash or destroy the area, doesn't torment the animal or hunt for sport and leave its body, doesn't mess with fae claimed land or animals or plants, is respectful and grateful for the animal's death feeding new life, does leave offerings and practices the right respects, etc etc)

Anyway!! I think there's something to be explored here... Marius probably learns, respects, and loves nature. He knows his way around the woods pretty well- how to survive if need be, how to navigate it safely, etc. The woods are kinda homey for Marius. Then this little menace falls in love with someone who is part fae. The forest is not only Lyf's home, but in part, it is Lyf. There's an otherworldly, yet animalistic energy to Lyf. Animalistic, but not hunted. I do also think some fae would revel in hunting humans, to clarify.

Actually not sure where else I'm going with this but do you see the vision?

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[lostonehero]

The mechs + Lyf stuck in a dark cave

Tim, whose mechanized eyes can see anywhere through anything, and has night vision is fine.

Marius: I got this.

Marius proceeds to crack his back, and he lights up like a glow stick.

Lyf stares stunned, and before he can speak, Jonny grabs his hand and shakes his head