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thewallsaretalking-again · 6 months ago

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you know what?? Fuck it, there's something I've GOTTA talk about:

(don't worry this isn't like a serious post or anything. also its gonna be really badly written with grammar errors because I'm just really excited to finally be talking about this and I'm shaking like a leaf) (also, if you don't agree with this that is completely fine; everybody ships different ships, this is just one that I personally love and me explaining how it came to be and how I image it. I'm not trying to convince anybody of anything, this is just for fun. If you don't like, that's fine! All I ask is that there is no hate and that you just move on. Thank you!)

I love rairpairs. Like, LOVE them. Anyone who's seen my old transformers art knows that I ship DreadOp which is like, a nonexistent ship. like, the ship equivalent of being an endangered species (there's like 10 fics about it on AO3, so you KNOW it's rare). There's a few examples of me being like this but this is the best example that i have.

But this has gotten to the point where i have done something absolutely ridiculous: I have created an entirely new ship- no, TWO entirely new ships (I'm only going to be focusing on one rn). AND I'VE GOTTA TALK ABOUT THEM because honestly? I love them! so, what monstrosity have I created? Whoo... prepare yourselves (especially you, dark cacao cookie fans...)

Yep. Don't hate me. Please hear me out because honestly iv'e seen more heinous ships in my time on the internet.

so, first of all, the white dude is known as the milk village elder in CRK, and we only see him once in the entire game (that i know of). I love taking npc's and giving them characters, so this is kinda how this happened. I'm gonna start by talking about the milk dude and how i headcannon/ imagine him because it will come into play later.

I gave the milk village elder the name Whole Milk Cookie, because i couldn't exactly call him Milk Cookie; that names already been taken

Whole Milk Cookie isn't actually anyone's grandfather, despite him being called grandad/ grandpappy in the actual game. We never see anyone his age in the milk village, and I like to imagine that its sorta like an honorary title. Like, he acts like everyone's grandpa, so everyone calls him grandpa but no one is actually related to him.

Whole Milk Cookie is like, ungodly sweet. Like, diabetes kind of sweet. its ridiculous. there are only a few ways to get him angry; and trust me, you don't want to...

He's strong. Like, think Hollyberry type strong. Gives the BEST hugs too.

Nobody knows exactly how old he is, but people suspect that he's actually much older than he looks. This could be caused by his extreme talent with the milk that comes from the villages well; if its used right, the milk can cure disease, help pains, or even extend someone's lifespan/ help retain youth. either that or he's some sort of demon but hey, who's counting?

got all that? good. Now the question everybody's asking; why the hell do i ship this? What's the story here? What's the origin? Well hold onto your pants folks because this is where we get into me overanalyzing shit.

behold the line that started it all:

This is so SO vague. why the hell did they put this in here it is SO VAUGE. what does he mean by "THAT king"? you know what it sounds like? someone reminiscing of their time with a loved one who has now changed....

they never elaborate on what exactly this line means and this is the very last line we hear Whole Milk Cookie say in the main story

wondering where exactly he's gone instead of wondering when he's coming back? idk man you sound worried about him...

also saying "laid your eyes upon" just sounds so gay/loving and i don't know why. yeah your laying something thats for sure glfbnvbrfnjkrb (im so sorry)

There's also this line:

The ally thing is kind of given, but why and how isn't this guy talking shit about dark Cacao? Like, he has EVERY right to! but he's not.... its almost like he cares.... and sure he mentions the generation thing but just because your parents were friends with some dude doesn't mean you necessarily like them right? so what gives??

Then there's the matter of Dark Cacao Cookies SON:

who is DArk CHOCOLATE

now Dark Chocolate usually doesn't have any milk/dairy in it, but it DOES need a fat, which whole milk DOES have!!

So, in theory, it would make sense for cacao and milk to make chocolate of some kind, AND it would account for Dark Choco Cookie having a lighter skin tone than his father (lighter eyes and the double white hair streak too)

I also like the story implications outside of cannon:

two people who would generally not be allowed to be in a relationship due to differing status keep a relationship going for years behind the backs of their communities

Dark Cacao Cookie taking full responsibility for taking care of their son, only for everything to become too overwhelming and he begins to remove himself from everything emotionally, wanting to give his son over to his other father to be properly taken care of but can't due to the dangers that poses for everyone in his family

Dark Choco nearly kills him and Dark Cacao has to exile him and (because of a mix of psychological manipulation, grief, and regret) locks up the citadel, leaving Whole Milk Cookie out of the picture entirely

Whole Milk Cookie stews in anger due to everything that's happened and Dark Cacao cookie not taking proper care of their son but eventually falls into guilt as well because he saw the signs of stress and overworking from his partner and didn't step in, assuming that everything was fine (but is still mostly mad at Cacao because he REALLY fucked up and it's not an excuse)

Gingerbrave and the crew comes strolling up and gets the citadel open, and Dark Cacao admits to Dark Choco that he didn't care enough and that he should have done things differently, and that he loves his son. Dark Choco leaves the cookies of darkness and begins a journey of recovery while Dark Cacao vows to do better for his family and kingdom in the future.

Dark Cacao meets up with Whole Milk Cookie to truly apologize to him, admitting everything he's done wrong and that he should have done far, FAR better. He tells WM that he deserves better than him

Whole Milk is obviously still angry and will never forgive Dark Cacao for what he's done. but he still loves him despite everything and would much rather the two of them work together to fix things (not necessarily romantically, more just not hating each other wise) moving forward instead of breaking things off and stewing in grief and anger.

The two of them take things extremely slow and carefully because it's been a long and difficult process, but they, eventually, get back to where they were.

Their recovery process takes years, but by that point Dark Cacao has improved himself exponentially, wanting nothing but the best for his partner and kingdom (and now knowing exactly what NOT to do) They also eventually find Dark Choco Cookie and fix things with him, but that's a whole other can of worms I'm not going to open here.

Just generally a story of two very different people, who despite goin through unimaginable hardships, do their very best despite the circumstances. they love each other more than even they realize and the fact that they are able to fix what was broken by their own hands is a testament to that, despite all of the arguments and tears along the way.

TLDR: Dark Cacao fucks up, his husband is mad but still loves him because he knows him better than anyone else, Dark Cacao actually makes an effort and succeeds to be much much better, and the two of them eventually figure things out. An unlikely love story :)

Ok, wow, that was a lot and kinda sad. But there are a few thiings that i couldn't fit into the rest of this so imma just stick them here:

Whole Milk Cookie finds Immense joy in picking up his husband and throwing him across his shoulder like some kind of really important sack

Whole Milk calls Dark Cacao "Cacao bean"

Dark Cacao loves Whole Milk Cookies cooking to a stupid extent

Dark Cacao loves playing with his husbands fluffy hair

the two of them will often help each other do their hair because they both just have SO MUCH of it

Dark Cacao, despite popular belief, is a flustered mess around his husband and can very often be found blushing like a madman whenever Whole Milk uses his strength

these two have the ABSOLOUTE WORST bedheads. Like, Cacao HAS to braid his hair before going to bed because otherwise the two of them will wake up tangled in it. And Whole Milk will just have an untamable afro.

uhh anyways. thanks for coming to my ted talk

#yeah i wrote an entire essay on them #but im glad i did tbh #cookie run #cookie run kingdom #crk #dark cacao cookie #whole milk cookie #dark choco cookie #dark cacao cookie x whole milk cookie #milk village elder #shipping #rairpair #shitpost?#nah scratch that last one im pretty serious

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ao3sbatfamily · 7 months ago

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any fics where jason takes in a teenage girl? like he takes care of her as an older brother/father figure?

He co-parents an aged up Lian

'You're Gonna Go Far, Kid' by thegreatestsun

Author: @itslovingconnerkenthours

Lian Harper, age thirteen. She’d say she had a pretty normal life. She lived with her dad in a nice, despite it being cheap, apartment in Star City, she went to her local middle school, and she was learning archery as much as possible.

It was kind of a family tradition, as her dad was incredible, and her grandpa was even more so. Apparently. She wasn’t sure, she’d never seen an example.

Yep, completely normal life.

Another big part of Lian’s life was one Jason Todd, also known as ‘Uncle Jay’. He and Roy were the best of friends, so he’d been around a lot as Lian grew up. He was also her dad, in a way.

She’d stayed at his Gotham apartment before quite a few times, and he had babysat her more times than she could count. Jason was a constant in her life, so when he randomly showed up at their apartment two weeks into the summer break, Lian thought nothing of it.

This is my favorite little Lian fic. For funzies

'Too Blind To See' by Sun_Moon_Stars_Jedi

Author: @sun-moon-stars-jedi

“Oh, yes, hello,” Jason says, straightening up where he’d been stooped over to see if he could make out Lian in one of the photographs. “I’m here to pick up Lian Harper. She’s in the frog group.”

The woman standing several feet away from Jason is looking him up and down, her mouth twisting when she takes in his leather jacket and the bruise still wrapping around Jason’s eye.

“And who are you?”

“Jason Todd,” Jason answers, fighting down the urge to stand up to his full height in the face of her condescending tone — his physique has its advantages when he’s out as Red Hood, but in civilian life it often makes him seem threatening without him even trying.

“And you expect me to just hand a stranger like you a child?”

#ao3 #fanfic #arrowfam #batfam #roy harper #jason todd robin #lian harper #arsenal #red hood #dcu #ao3feed #ao3 fanfic #ao3 link #fic rec

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textfromthelookout · 2 years ago

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just read ur entire essay about vegeta and like.. goddamn you just gave me a whole new perspective on that funky little man. i love the way it was written and organized

ALSO ALSO i read this bit and am begging u to expand on this concept it sounds so interesting /gen

Oh you would, would you. I am delighted to oblige.

So. Super Saiyan. A transformation available to Saiyans past certain power thresholds that, while more or less freely accessible after first awakening to it, needs a trigger to become accessible in the first place. Over the course of Z in its many adaptations, we see the first awakenings of Goku, Vegeta, Future Trunks, and Gohan onscreen. Goten, Trunks, and Future Gohan are also Super Saiyans, but we don’t know for sure how that came about. Goten and Trunks in particular are why I say that Super Saiyan (more specifically, the first time you access Super Saiyan) can be read as a trauma response, because there’s no real evidence this is the case on their parts. You can make an argument for them, but in general I choose to believe they’re exceptions to this take, so I won’t be discussing them.

Oh and as for Cabba, Caulifla, and Kale…… they’re literally from an alternate universe. Super Saiyan just has different rules there. That’s my story and I’m sticking to it.

Getting back on track. Goku’s the obvious place to start, so let’s look at him first. In the entirety of Dragon Ball (that I’ve seen), not counting the comedic needle bit in that one episode of GT, Goku has only ever been seen crying three times. Once was his reunion with Grandpa Gohan in early Dragon Ball. Once was in the anime’s version of the Tournament of Power, after Roshi’s near-death incident.

Once was at the beginning of King Piccolo, when he finds Krillin dead. King Piccolo saga is a little infamous for the sudden tonal whiplash—yeah, Tien breaks Yamcha’s leg in the tournament just prior, but they make up about it and it’s not as dire as someone dying. What’s really striking to me about it is Goku’s reaction. He’s more upset than we’ve ever seen him. And he loses worse than we ever see him lose because of it. Sure, in the end everything is put right, but.

But, the thing about trauma is that it makes time go weird. Fast forward about ten years. It’s suddenly happening again. His best friend is dead. He couldn’t do anything to stop it. He doesn’t know that Porunga can revive people who have already died once. As far as Goku knows, Krillin’s gone for good this time. And he watched it happen and watched Freeza laugh about it.

And he reacts essentially the same way. Only this time, he’s orders of magnitude stronger than he was when he was 15, and he has the experience and the wherewithal to control himself somewhat better. Emphasis on somewhat, because it’s very clear that he’s worried about going completely off the deep end in the grips of this power. And he’s right to be! I’m willing to bet money that in Gohan’s whole life, Goku has never pulled the ‘I’m your father, don’t talk back to me’ card on him, and that’s one of the smallest ways this power changes him. When he’s fighting Freeza, he’s a lot more like Vegeta, down to the way he smirks. He’s condescending. He’s brutal. I’ve seen comments to the effect of ‘Freeza’s not fighting Goku anymore—now, Freeza’s fighting Kakarot’ and that’s truly what it feels like.

I could go on, but the particulars of the Namek fight aren’t the important part. The important part is that Goku recognizes how badly that whole thing fucked him up and stays on Yardrat for a year explicitly to get a handle on Super Saiyan before returning home. He knows that if he loses control like that again, there’s a very real possibility he’ll end up hurting someone he cares about, or worse, becoming someone he really doesn’t want to be. (Call it a reach, it definitely is one, but I like to believe Goku picked up Instant Transmission while he was there so he’ll never be too late or too far away to help ever again.)

Vegeta’s case is less… visible? So, much of this is going to be purely my extrapolation. If you take him at his word, Vegeta triggered Super Saiyan with the sheer amount of hatred he felt toward himself for his inadequacy and like. Hello. That’s already a giveaway. I don’t believe he’s outright lying, but I also believe he’s simplifying matters a little. Or a lot. Per My Last Long-Winded Essay, he only gets that far because he leaves Earth entirely for areas uninhabited, which is good for him in some respects and bad for him in others.

The sweet irony of it is that it was Vegeta’s own efforts that locked him out of Super Saiyan. He tried to brute-force his way into it singlemindedly, in the belief that he was simply not strong enough, but Super Saiyan’s trigger is raw, overwhelming emotion. It can be one very clear emotion, or several different ones mixed up, but it’s emotion. It doesn’t answer to logic by its very nature, and frankly, neither does trauma. So Vegeta’s removed all the distractions to his training, yes, but in doing so he’s also removed all the distractions from everything else. Without anybody else around, he doesn’t have anything to get himself out of his own head, so now he’s got a whole universe of space for two and a half decades’ worth of repressed shit to come raging out. Funny how the minute he lets himself feel actual emotions other than the ones he wants everyone to see, the transformation explicitly tied to and powered by emotion rears its head, huh.

Vegeta makes several really dumb decisions once he gets back on Earth, in sharp contrast to the way he handles himself on Namek before he’s face-to-face with Freeza. On Namek, he’s careful to fly under the radar whenever he can, which is why I love the fit he launches into when he realizes Gohan played him, because that’s his control slipping. He’s opportunistic and sneaky and it’s clear he’s doing his damnedest to get what he wants without having to fight people who can kill him. He doesn’t hear the Ginyu Force is coming and rush off to challenge them, he’s like ‘oh shit’ and immediately fucks off elsewhere. I can only make sense of the way he acts during the androids/Cell as a symptom of his need to prove himself.

And make no mistake—it is a need, not a want. The power’s meaningless without people to witness and acknowledge it, the same way the authority of royalty is. His chosen course of action, though, is sort of like painting over rotten wood, if that makes any sense. Letting himself get high off the power, pretending that everything went exactly the way it should have gone from the start, refusing to acknowledge all of his Issues more than passingly. Furthermore, his victory must be complete and unquestionable: that’s why he lets Cell take Android 18. He can’t just… not lose, he has to win. Anything less is anathema to him. You see, he hasn’t yet figured out that he can survive without it.

Okay sorry that got a little in the weeds but I hope you get what I was driving at there. Vegeta’s a mess and talking about him makes me Unstable. Let’s move on.

Of the main four Saiyans, I think Future Trunks’ awakening is the simplest to understand: his trigger is that moment of pure, crushing grief when he finds Gohan dead in the rain. And it’s no wonder. Aside from Gohan and his mother, who does Trunks even talk to in that timeline? We never see him with friends, not until Super. Trunks’ ‘You were everything to me’ in the dub version of the special might be only debatably canon but it’s hardly an exaggeration. Friend. Teacher. Comrade. Brother. Perhaps even a father figure, in some ways. Certainly the only other one of his kind—half-human, half-alien from a long-dead warrior race. There was literally nobody else in the world who could come close to understanding him to the degree that Gohan could have. Gohan dies and Trunks is effectively all alone, the terminarch of one species left to shoulder the fate of another.

It’s a staggering loss for anybody, let alone for a boy of 12 or 13.

Speaking of. Gohan. I think Gohan’s a strange case—not powered by grief or anger, but something different. In the moments before he unlocks Super Saiyan, he’s thinking ‘I have to do it’ before flashing abruptly to all the different times where he was ‘too weak or too scared’ to fight. I personally believe that it’s less determination or ‘the power coming in response to a need’, as Goku puts it, that tips him over the edge. Fear, I think—while not being the whole reason, there’s surely some self-directed anger or disappointment involved—is probably the biggest factor. That’s Gohan’s whole thing—he’s scared of fighting, and to some degree of his own power. If I laid out all the specific examples we’d be here for another thousand words, so I’ll just say that he’s been Through It. We all know this.

This sort of has a continuation in the iconic Super Saiyan 2 transformation against Cell. It’s all on him and it’s not until Cell actually kills someone in front of Gohan that it really twigs that it’s do or die for him. And as much as he’s angry at Cell, the realization that Cell means business, that he really will kill them all? It scares him. Fight or flight takes over. The only real difference is that he chooses fight. The change in how Gohan handles Cell is what really convinces me that emotionally he’s going through something similar to Goku and Vegeta—because it’s almost to the letter exactly what happens with Goku against Freeza. The cruelty, the condescension. I’d argue Gohan leans into the mean demeanor, subconsciously or not, to keep from feeling the fear. And it costs him. But the Gohan discussion is a whole other discussion.

As for Future Gohan, I’m putting a disclaimer here now that none of what I’m about to say is really provable—just really really interesting to think about.

Future Gohan’s life is maybe the worst-case scenario. Like the future timeline sucks specifically for Gohan because he doesn’t like to fight and he has to anyway because what other choice does he have? Let everyone on Earth die without at least trying? He couldn’t, not in good conscience. And it’s not like he’ll have a normal life so long as the androids are around anyway. So in the middle of grieving basically everybody he’s ever known and felt affection for (sans his mother and grandfather, it’s more implied that he’s estranged from them, or at least intentionally distancing himself from them to keep them out of harm’s way), he's also making himself channel anger he hates feeling so he has a shot of even surviving these killers that only exist because of something his father did at least ten years ago. This shouldn’t be his fight, and yet.

Here’s my personal theory. Gohan goes into that final fight with the androids fully intending to die. Not just expecting to, but hoping to. He knows that if he was only barely scraping through those fights with both arms, there’s no way in hell he’ll kill them both when he only has one. He’s not an idiot, but you know what he is? Exhausted. Twelve years of this, being the only resistance to this threat and failing each and every time. He knows what will unlock Super Saiyan for Trunks. He knows there’s someone to carry on the torch and lift the burden. And it’s cruel and selfish of him to put all of that on Trunks and throw himself to the wolves, but it was cruel that he had to carry that all by himself for so long.

He’s fucking tired.

Anyways. That’s my TEDtalk on Super Saiyan. If you read it all the way to the end you’re a real one. Thanks for this ask, you two!

#son goku #son gohan #future trunks #mirai trunks #vegeta #goku #trunks #gohan #dragonball z #dragon ball z #dbz #'jojo it's not that deep don't put more thought into it than toriyama did'#Make Me.#text from the mod

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sonicasura · 5 months ago

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The official deep dive into Regal Bloodsucker, my GranDracmon!Kafka idea. I'll be going over some information again so people won't have to dig deep into my blog for previous info. Let's get started.

Kafka is a descendant of a wandering GranDracmon that fell for his great grandmother long ago. A side of family history he's completely unaware about at first. That is until a 21 year old Kafka is kidnapped by a cult who worshipped 'The Great Demon' aka his great grandfather.

Cult practices didn't exactly die out when kaiju became part of the normal. These dangerous folks instead kept themselves more hidden as some rituals often required tricky prey like kaiju or even Defense Force officers. Cult of the Twin Fangs, those who worshipped Kafka's Great Grandpa, were one such example.

The ritual they performed didn't exactly work as they suspected. It's true purpose was to call upon "A" Great Demon thus it instead brought Kafka's hidden heritage to the surface...full force. Yeah he pretty much destroyed the warehouse he was in since GranDracmon normally stand around 90 ft in height.

Kafka's more monstrous form is very close to the Digimon in appearance but with some differences. His hair remains mostly black in color and instead becomes longer alongside gain blonde highlights. Kafka's upper 'human half' also got bit of a dad bod while his beast half's hide is a bloodstone color. Finally his GranDracmon attire is a mahogany kimono with the signature blue bat flairs/patterns and red obi sash.

The next week pretty much sucked for Kafka since it took that long to figure out how to revert to human. During this period he tripped a lot on his own feet while trying to avoid the Defense Force and barely managed to call in sick without breaking his phone. Luckily the DF decide to cut their losses by arresting the cult responsible for this.

Kafka moves into the mountains later on since he now has to transform every now and then or risk a forced transformation. His diet also adjusted to include kaiju blood since normal food won't provide him any nutrition. (Kafka still eats stuff like burgers though.) That didn't stop the public from bumping across the 'Vampire King' as the Defense Force calls him. Due to his kind nature, Kafka leads amateur mountain climbers and lost campers safely out of the mountains. (Not easy when the 'shark' heads on his thighs behave similar to excited dogs.)

What really puts him on the most wanted list is the clash between with Kaiju No.6. The King of the Kaiju began rampaging after a territorial dispute with the now deceased No.7 and its rage wouldn't be satiated until more blood was spilled. Normally Kafka would have hid in a bunker but this iteration has power. Thus he helps the Defense Force take down Kaiju No.6.

In the end, there were less casualties such as Hikari Shinomiya who been paralyzed from the waist down instead of perishing. Although consequences were abound for Kafka in exchange for this deed. The first being his GranDracmon form had been harshly weakened.

Only way to greatly harm this vampiric species was powerful concentrated light and the Defense Force used light cannons whenever Kafka been seen. Some officers utilized the reflective property of No.6's ice to boost the weapon's power against him. The result were various burn scars across Kafka's body. Areas in particular being the left shark head's maw, hind legs, right upper body's chest, upper body's back, left wing and right side of his chin to the neck down.

These scars can be used to harm Kafka without needing light. He retains the upper body one's in human form too. It also lessened the time he can stay as a human since it would take a long time for this side to recover even if he fed on more kaiju.

Finally there's the public opinion regarding the new King of the Kaiju. Half of the population believed he wasn't a threat while the others wanted him dead. Even the Defense Force was split as his actions proved there's more going on with the Vampire King.

The 1st Division are the most hostile since he's still a kaiju, a very dangerous one at that. 3rd Division alongside Hikari Shinomiya wish to capture the Vampire King in order to learn about him. They believe he could be the key to fully understanding the kaiju.

Kafka manages to avoid ending up in a cell or dead for quite awhile.(Yes, he still tries to join the Defense Force but ages out like in canon. Kafka finds multiple tidbits about his very unique family history.) Tiny however makes things a lot more awkward than just making him jump out of a hospital window. Somehow the larva kaiju hybridized BOTH his separate forms.

His human form now having orange blood, pointed ears, vampiric fangs and kaiju organs like a core. Meanwhile Kafka's GranDracmon form gained an extra 10 ft, the shark heads on his thighs becoming long neck masked dragons, wings tripled in size while becoming serrated, yellow horse like tail now a mane for a larger dragon one, and his kimono now becoming samurai armor but also spread to his lower beast body. Kafka does retain the star 'mask' GranDracmon have although it merged with his kaiju's bone face.

This hybridization also gave him a 9 ft tall bipedal form that bears mostly traits from his monstrous heritage and some of his canon kaiju form. It isn't as strong like either with estimate fortitude being around 6.4. However Kafka can boost it to a 9.8 by drinking Kaiju blood so he usually keeps a vial on him.

Due to the changes done to his human form, he can't take the Defense Force exam. (Kafka does help Reno get in though and cheers him on from the sidelines.) Our himbo is still going to be dragged into the madness regardless. It's more than just from the Vampire King's new evolution causing a massive stir amongst the populace.

Especially when one of the captured Twin Fangs cultist decides to finally reveal the truth to the Defense Force on what had happened involving the Vampire King's grand debut. They are now a hunt for a human turned kaiju if the information given is true. Kafka only saving grace being that they have forgotten multiple details and not asked his name.

Although he ain't exactly safe from the kaiju who wish to take his crown alongside his head either. Particularly those connected to the walking humanoid mushroom. Kafka just hopes he won't have to handle anymore cultists or something worse.

Edit: Slightly tempted to make a Skully version for one of the Species Swaps for shits n giggles.

@discoknack @driokrine

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sirianasims · 11 months ago

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A few days later I made my way to GeekCon, feeling excited.

For one weekend every summer, the famous Casbah Gallery was completely transformed and filled with cosplayers, merch stalls, and a plethora of geeks.

I had never been able to attend in person, Copperdale was too far away, and the online pass just wasn’t the same.

The gallery shop, normally selling tickets and art prints, was now filled with comics and collectibles, snacks and toys. It was honestly a little overwhelming.

I decided to start from the beginning and looked at the MySims display. I had quite a few already, but I really wanted Violet. She was a little expensive though.

I went through my budget in my head and decided that she would be my reward when I hit 50,000 subscribers. Then I moved on to the Voidcritters.

Everyone knew Voidcritters, but it always felt a bit too much like a children’s game for me. Still, I did occasionally stream myself playing video games, and it might be nice to throw in something more casual – although few Voidcritter fans had anything resembling a casual relationship with the game.

Either way, it could get me some new viewers.

My train of thought was derailed by a guy next to me clearing his throat.

“Hi… uh, are you Jules? From DesignedByJules?”

“Yeah, I am.”

“I knew I recognised you! Sorry, I’m Marten, I’ve followed you for years -“

He stopped abruptly.

“OK, it sounds super creepy when I say it like that, but I do follow your channel. Do you play Voidcritters? I’ve never seen it on your streams.”

“I’m considering it.”

His eyes lit up.

“Who are you gonna main? Please don’t say Vulpes, newbies always pick Vulpes just because it’s one of the main characters.”

“Actually, I…”

“You should go for the Earth types, everyone thinks Void is special but Earth is actually stronger if you know what you’re doing.”

“Actually, I was considering Wind. I kinda like Meduso.”

Marten wrinkled his nose.

“Wind is kinda finicky though. If you’re starting with a Common critter, you should try Nymphaea.”

He gestured to one of the decals on the wall.

“If Nymphaeas are in danger, they produce these fungal spores that invade animal hosts so they can propagate the species in a safer environment. In episode 19 there was a bunch of Nymphaea that took over a flower shop and started reproducing like crazy and Leif had to free his friends from their hypnotising pollen and relocate them to a remote nature preserve – the Nymphaea, that is, not his friends.”

“I see.”

I started moving through the shop and Marten followed, still talking at breakneck speeds as if determined to impress me. It was actually a little adorable.

“And you know how Vulpes is based on a fox and Suintor is a pig and such? Some of the fans actually believe that Nymphaeas are based on a real thing.”

“Except water lilies usually don’t have hypnotising pollen.”

“No, but what if something did? I saw this discussion on one of the fan forums once where someone claimed to have heard that there was a rare flower on Sixam that did something like that.”

“It sounds a little farfetched to me. I mean, most super powers are just made up, right?”

He shrugged. “Maybe. I guess we’ll never know where they got the idea from, none of the original creators of the show are still alive and there has been no communication with Sixam for decades. Maybe Sixam was never even real. They could have faked it all.”

I thought of the old pictures of a little blue boy in grandpa Eric’s house.

“No, Sixam is definitely real. My great-grandma went there.”

Marten didn’t seem convinced but dropped the subject.

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tfpblogsposts · 2 months ago

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Cybertron to Earth Revolution AU Explained.

Of course now that I have an AU name and a pretty good understanding of what my AU is going to be like. Let's go back to the very beginning and start off with the 13 Original Primes. I wanted to mix their designs, personalities, abilities, and deaths with TF One, Transformers Prime COP Novel, and a few of my own ideas into my universe. Please ask questions if you're unsure or give me more headcanons ideas for my AU to explain, thank you.

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Prima:

I liked Prima's design in TF One, the white and gold colour scheme gives off the whole leader-like appearance, along with blank white optics and a white battlemask that would appear over his face similar to TFP. I like the idea of the Matrix being attached to the hilt of his Sword (The Star Saber) from the Covenant of Primus book (COP) before it got broken in half after the fight with Unicron, then later the Matrix was used for its own purpose and given to Zeta in the future. His personality just screams stubbornness, he's more focused on his tasks rather than his own team, especially when fighting Unicron when he would always charge over first to finish the God quickly. When it came to him and Megatronus, there was always tension, especially since Megatronus's spark was similar to Unicron's and Prima was quite religious to Primus's beliefs, making them complete opposites. The 2 would always fight and argue until eventually giving each other the silent treatment...safe to say they will never get along. The Star Saber's ability will always stay the same as it was in the TFP Series, I like how powerful it is to cut through a mountain with ease, definitely Prima's favourite choice of weapon. Before the Quintesson war, it was rumoured that Prima had intentionally shot himself, with a note saying that he couldn't do it anymore...

Vector Prime:

I wanted to mix Vector Prime's design a little, I liked the golden look as stated in the COP Novel, but the reddish pink and white colour scheme with blue and gold accents was unique (referring to the comics), along with blank white eyes and a flowing red cape. The cape would have a time-like pattern on it, cogs and wavy lines, it'll be cool for him :D. Finding his personality was a challenge, I've been scrolling through Tumblr randomly, looking at headcanons when I've noticed a pattern, a pattern that Vector would be cheerful, lively, and more friendly. But it would be reasonable to have Vector be a calm soul but more focused than friendly, tho he can be cheerful around a few people he trusts, especially Onyx. You have to remember that controlling space and time takes focus and control, keeping a calm demeanor would be beneficial for him or he would just lose control. Controlling Time and Space to the point you're now a guardian of it sounds awesome, Vector can create Spacebridge portals and control time to rewind forward and backwards but not enough that it would mess up the time continuity, along with controlling cosmics and stars as well in battle. For my AU, Vector would be the second strongest Prime Primus has ever created, I mean controlling space and time? That's pretty powerful in my book. To mention the TF One movie, he would have died to the Quintessons. After noticing the Quintesson ships coming down to Cybertron, Vector tried to fly down to Cybertron to warn everyone, but the Quintessons managed to grab him and force him into their ship, eventually he met his demise to the Quintessons blasters exploding him to bits.

Alpha Trion:

I am definitely keeping the red and purple colour scheme along with the white beard and white metallic cape (based on TFP), and no one can change my mind. His piercing cyan optics would just show his wisdom and god-like knowledge he has. Alpha Trion would be a very calm and wise guy, you can practically call him grandpa if you wanted to, tho as stated in the COP book, he's not a fighter and prefers to stay on the sidelines rather than try to break up a fight. I like to think his social skills are crap. He has all understanding to know what happens in the past and in the future thanks to his book, the Covenant of Primus, that he'll have to keep all of this knowledge hidden to himself, making him stay quiet. Think about it, if you told someone what's going to happen in the future, that person will try to change the future and ruin time and fate. Alpha Trion would be forced to keep silent about everything, not giving him enough chances to communicate and talk to his friends. That's why Primus gave him the book, for him to document and write about everything he thinks to continue Cybertron's lore. As a Master Archivist, of course he's good at collecting old books and finding out more about Cybertron, sorting out stuff, etc etc, he's a pretty organised mech. His abilities state that he could bend reality if he wanted to with the Covenant of Primus, but that's only an extremely rare thing he does to mainly protect the planet, not its people if Cybertron starts to break down. The thought of him having Telekinesis as shown in TFP One was very cool too, I kept it lol. Now then, Alpha Trion has been through a lot...that's pretty obvious, he's the oldest mech to ever live in Cybertron amongst so many people, he's seen everything...so when he was captured by the decepticons during the war with Smokescreen, he just gave Megatron a disapproving look of disappointment in his bound up state before getting decapitated. Alpha Trion doesn't fear death, he's lived too long.

Solus Prime:

The first female Prime, and a fragging badass too. I loved her design in TF One, the magenta and yellow looked very unique, but I wanted to give her purple accents on her armour just to make her stand out a little, along with blank white eyes, magenta eyeshadow, and beautiful purple locks. She holds her Forge on her back with a strap to go across her chest, so she's not constantly holding the damn hammer in her hands. Solus is very motherly and kind to everyone, even giving Megatronus the love he so desperately needed that the two became the very first Conjux Endura in history. Solus is selfless and understanding, tho can be a little stern like a stern parent when someone tries to annoy her or push her boundaries. Solus's love for Megatronus went far and beyond (please don't take that out of context) they would hang out, spend most of their time together, have a little dance under the moonlight, the 2 were perfect together. The Forge of Solus Prime can allow her to manifest/create anything she wanted, ranging from weapons to buildings, while it was powerful, of course it had its limits. The forge was also used as a powerful weapon (as shown in TFP when Ultra Magnus used the hammer) it can create electricity and bash through solid things easily with the right amount of force. But since Ultra Magnus was still new to the forge around that time, the forge was as powerful as it used to be. Her death was the very first death in Cybertron history. After Solus found out that Megatronus had been using Dark Energon to fuel himself up to be stronger, the 2 had a huge argument. Eventually the Dark Energon got to Megatronus's brain, making the Prime start to lose his mind and burst out in rage, shooting Solus right in her spark with his fushion arm cannon mid argument without thinking otherwise.

Micronus Prime:

Alchemist Prime:

I wanted to keep his TFP COP design, I wasn't a fan of the TF One design as it didn't look like a minicon at all. The small slim green bot inside an electric energy ball was something I very much enjoyed, along with electric cyan optics. Also his helmet looked a lot like a beetle which I found amusing. I like to think Micronus is a multitasker, put a bunch of tasks in front of him? Oh he won't stick with one. His personality would be kind and definitely selfless, a minicon that won't hesitate to help when in need and will always give bright ideas for plans. He would be great friends with Solus. But I can totally see him just a little feisty, as the tiny member of the team; a tiny wriggling around in Nexus's servos while trying to aim straight for the throat at Liege Maximo. That's something I can see happening. As stated in the Covenant of Primus, he is able to transfer energy, mimic abilities, he can go very fast, and is practically the consciousness of everyone. So much abilities packed into a tiny body I say. His death was trying to stop Megatronus, but ended up getting stomped to death.

Alchemist Prime, also known as the elemental. I wanted to mix his design with TFP COP and TF One. I liked his green and yellow design with wide cyan goggles for optic lenses in TF One, but decided to add that one light blue right arm and one orange left arm to him from the COP book to show his abilities. He is a soft spoken and sympathetic mech who prefers to learn and discover rather than fight, making him close friends with Alpha Trion. He is an even tempered and gentle member created by Primus. He is a scientist in his own right, inspecting every part of Cybertron big and small to figure out more secrets, but he'll share these ridiculous conspiracy theories that even some of the Primes would call him crazy. Alchemist's abilities are quite hard to comprehend, but being called the Elemental, I think he can change matter and other elements (example, turning a solid into a liquid, liquid to gas, etc), but only temporarily. His lenses allow him to expand and see beyond what others could, allowing him to understand the perspectives of others. His death was caused by Sentinel Prime while being attacked by the Quintessons (Reference to TF One), he tried to run but a Quintesson managed to get to him and held his limbs down. Alchemist tried to struggle, thrashing around but it was no use as Sentinel stabbed his sword into Alchemist's forehead, killing him instantly. Sentinel Prime wasn't phased with the fearful loud begging coming from Alchemist. "What a pathetic little thing" that was the last thing Alchemist Prime heard.

Nexus Prime:

Nexus Prime was a tricky one to do. I kept his design from the TFP COP book, the bronze metallic body with the red accents suits him well along with the light blue visor. He is 20% Cybertronian, 20% Junkion, 40% Velocitronian, and 20% unknown (a real combiner indeed). His personality just screams chaotic good, he's a daredevil, not afraid to take sudden risks. You don't like him? Good, he doesn't like you either, this guy doesn't hesitate to jump into danger to fight and comes back with multiple wounds only to see "it's fine! Just a scratch" (it's a gaping hole in his chest). He's had a solid and pretty good friendship with most of the Primes, he tolerates everyone but him and Amalgamous are always up to no good causing friendly trouble. His ability as a combiner is similar to shapeshifting but not quite. He can detach and reattach his limbs at will as well as being able to split himself into 5 parts. He doesn't have a dominant form since his gears and parts are constantly moving around and changing. You can imagine how annoying it must be when he has to oil his gears by the end. His death is similar to Alchemist, being led into a cave and meeting his demise. While fighting the Quintessons, he was pushed right into Sentinel's blade. The blade pierced through his chest right where his spark was.

Onyx Prime:

Onyx Prime will keep his COP design, with his brownish gold metal body along with large wings that expand up to 60ft in human measurements. He has his 3-faced Triptych mask that is placed on his head: The top mask, Farsight, showed visions of other places and times. The middle mask, Predator, gave Onyx immediate insight into any creature so that he can hunt it faultlessly. The bottom mask, Mournsong, allows Onyx to watch the journey of a Spark across the hidden regions of death. A pretty powerful Centaur if you ask me. He is a very friendly Prime to everyone, always very determined to complete a mission. His mannerisms can be compared to an animal considering he's a winged-centaur, so he'll be thrilled with head pats, running through the fields, belly rubs, young people riding on his back, he loves it all! Similar to TFOne, I can see his weapon being a double bladed spear, he'll be terrifyingly good at it that the Predacons would run for the hills. His death was before the Quintessons, after Solus Prime's death to Megatronus, and Primes wanted to try and detain Megatronus before he could do any more damage. They didn't want to kill him, just restrain him. But attempting so, Megatronus grabbed Onyx, raising him up above his head, and ripped the poor winged-centaur in half.

Amalgamous Prime:

Okay! Amalgamous was the SECOND hardest one to type for my AU. They're a very tall mech coloured in electric yellow and gold with white accents. As a shapeshifter, they don't have a specific pronoun to go by, some people think they're a mech and some think they're a femme. They are the tallest of the Primes yet unable to understand the Cybertronian language so they stay silent and communicate by actions. But mainly Solus and Vector teach them their language so now Amalgamous can speak maybe a word or two. They're an expert prankster, tricking everyone stealthily and is always successful every time. Like Onyx, they can act like an animal, mainly like a cat. They'll purr when feeling comfortable or content, it's honestly adorable. Besides that, they're a very gentle and kind creature. Their death was right before Onyx when Megatronus straight up grabbed their head and decapitated them harshly. Amalgamous never got to speak their language properly or got to see Cybertron change into something beautiful...they were very devastated...

Quintus Prime:

Quintus Prime looks more like a Martian than anything. His green and yellow alien-like body stood out the most compared to the other Primes. He has 4 bright yellow optics on his face along with a robotic halo-like headpiece on the back of his head. His design in TFOne was pitch perfect, so I decided to give him the 6 arms as shown in the movie. He honestly looks like he's floating with his tentacle-like legs tho. His ability is his emberstone that allows him to experiment with life a little. Now I decided to change his personality up a little bit for my AU. As creator of the Quintessons, he always wanted to create life for Cybertron, it was his dream goal and he was very fond of the idea so much. But then again, he wanted to rule Cybertron as well. So he created the Quintessons to purposely cause chaos and destruction to Cybertron while also creating robotic life so he could rule the planet his own way. But eventually the other Primes managed to cuff him and take him to Iacon prison where Alchemist sat down to talk to him. No one knew why Quintus Prime was so adamant to be the villain and cause a new era of Cybertron. But after a bit of talking, Alchemist could see hints of guilt in Quintus's eyes, but Quintus didn't want to admit anything and just considered himself responsible for causing all of this. His death was the very first death Sentinel committed. Before the plan in the cave was set, Sentinel walked to Quintus's cell with his double bladed sword and stabbed Quintus in the chest once, leaving Quintus slowly dying as he walked away. A very slow and painful death for the unexpected traitor of the group.

Liege Maximo:

Liege Maximo, the Prime of lies. Liege has an emerald green and black colour scheme with hints of gold, as well as long horns, bright yellow snake-like optics, and a dark green cloak. Of course his design is similar to COP. He is a very good manipulator, able to get away with any excuse, his skill allowed him to convince all the Primes all except for Megatronus. Megatronus was not fooled by the Prime's snake-like movements and the side eyeing he gave. Liege Maximo is a very kind and fatherly mech on the outside able to comfort and encourage his friends, but cunning and sly on the inside able to manipulate and trick everyone. He didn't have a special ability, manipulation was his best skill, but I did decide to give him poison darts he can use to throw at enemies, he seemed like the guy to use those. His death was caused by Megatronus. Do I really need to explain why Megatronus wanted to kill him? Well the 2 Decepticon Primes just absolutely hate each other. Liege Maximo had his arm ripped off during a fight by Megatronus, then pinned to the wall by his neck where he was shot in the head. As seen in TFP, Liege Maximo's arm was later found in a grave for Megatron to use to hold the dark star Saber and fight Optimus in the future.

Megatronus Prime:

No one can tell me otherwise, I'm keeping his TFOne look. I love the purple and yellow armour along with the decepticon-shaped mask over his face. I gave him yellow optics that eventually change to red when taking his first kill. Before his betrayal, Megatronus was a misunderstood mech, he was very caring and honest, showing respect to his Conjux, Solus, and overall trying to do the right things. But Prima could sense Unicron's spark inside Megatronus, making the 2 rivals, always fighting and arguing with each other. And don't get me started on Liege Maximo, Megatronus was always furious when Liege would manipulate his Conjux. I can see Megatronus having anger issues, the poor mech was always so stressed and wanting to protect everyone but it always came out as his fault. His ability is Telekinesis and wields a large purple spear along with a fushion cannon attached to his right arm. After the battle of Unicron, Megatronus wanted to do more to protect his team. So he started to consume dark energon. He thought that dark energon could help him get stronger and more powerful as seen with Unicron. But oh was he so wrong, the effects of Dark energon took over his anger that he shot Solus, killed Onyx, Liege Maximo, Amalgamous, Micronus brutally, knocked Vector unconscious, and tried to strangle Alpha Trion. When he ran away from everyone and into the cave on the surface, he started sobbing at his regrets and failures as the dark energon was overwhelming and weakening his spark. As he was being held gently by Primus and slowly dying, he whispered to his creator "If there ever will be a new Prime in the future...I swear I'll protect them with my very might in spirit..." This is a reference to when Optimus will be Prime in the future. I wanted Megatronus not as a villain, but a misunderstood person.

Thirteenth (Zeta) Prime:

And ladies and Gentlemen we are onto our last Prime. As a reference to TFOne, Zeta Prime will be the last Prime out of the 13. Zeta Prime was made as the youngest Prime with a blue and yellow body along with a crown-shaped headpiece. He was about 12 at the time when Alpha Trion decided to take care of him during all of this. Zeta used to be a shy soul yet his spark was the very closest to Primus, making him more respected and cared for than ever. When the fight with Unicron came is when he got his very first weapon, the energon axe. At age 15 was when he was given the Matrix of Leadership and he led the Primes until age 25. During those times, Zeta and Alpha Trion were very close in a student-mentor way relationship, you can probably consider Zeta to be his son if you wanted to. Zeta's ability was able to bring life with Primus's spark, he can control everything, he was a very powerful kid able to do practically anything. Telekinesis, mind reading. Flight. Strength. Speed. Glitch. You name it, he was like a god, but Zeta used his powers respectfully as to not bring out his full potential unless desperately needed. Sentinel Prime was made by the Quintessons, hatched out of an egg as a sparkling, this led Zeta to take care of the child for years and years as a responsible father. Years go by as Zeta was leader of Cybertron, until Sentinel's betrayal. When Sentinel shot Zeta in the abdomen and took the Matrix (only for it to disappear), he was left to die in the cave. Alpha Trion made sure to hold his son close as Zeta requested for his name to be erased from history, he was confident he would be reincarnated and brought back, and he didn't want his future life to know who he used to be. So Zeta's name was erased and changed to Thirteenth Prime. Half of Thirteenth's spark was reincarnated into Orion Pax, while the other half was connected to the Matrix of Leadership.

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Conclusion

All the Primes are now contained in the Matrix, their sparks giving the Matrix light while their ghosts/spirits guided Optimus throughout his journey, Megatronus being the most frequent since he's keeping his promise. All the Primes used to be one big happy family until everything went to shit. Overall, they will not be forgotten.

✨And that was the 13 Primes for my AU, I'll be doing more of this kind of stuff in the future. Please feel free to give me headcanons or give me questions. My AU goes from the 13 Original Primes all the way to Lost Light. So I'm open to everything! References are from the Covenant of Primus book, Transformers Prime, and Transformers One.✨

#featured #transformers #transformers prime headcanons #13 primes #prima prime #vector prime #alpha trion #solus prime #micronus prime #alchemist prime #nexus prime #onyx prime #amalgamous prime #quintus prime #liege maximo #megatronus prime #thirteenth prime #zeta prime #Cybertron to Earth Revolution AU

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brunetteeowynsworld · 3 months ago

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I JUST WATCHED TRANSFORMERS ONE AND IT WAS SO GOOD 😭

Minor spoilers ahead

I love how the relationship between Orion (Optimus) and D-16 (Megatron) was built, I could feel how angry Dee was when he found out the truth and how sadden Orion got when he saw his best friend change completely.

I loved the world building, I loved how they referenced other continuities like the relationship of Orion and D-16 actually being friends before, something from the Prime series, how the Matrix turned into dust and later Primus giving it to Orion, a referenced from the second live action movie, the designs that reminded me of G1, and the respect they had for them.

Its truly the best Transformers movie I have seen so far. My only complaints are regarding of the dub from my country (Brazil). Bee's voice sounds like a teenager and given his job, I don't think a teen should be working that close to trash, and Starscream's voice sounded like Mushu's Brazilian VA (it did got slightly better in the last line he spoke "All hail Megatron" due to his voice glitching), bit overall its a good movie and I'll watch it again.

Edit because I forgot to add: What I also liked was the Primes designs, especially grandpa Alpha Trion, Zeta Prime and Megatronus, and how their deaths affected the group (especially how it affected D-16 since Megatronus was his idol), and I'm pretty sure they got devastated when they learnt Alpha Trion died, especially Orion.

Also, me and my friend Wasp were so excited for this movie that back when it only had 1 trailer we were already making plots and ocs for future roleplays. Yes we were that crazy for this movie XD.

#transformers one #Transformers One #TFONE #tfone #Ilovethismoviesomuch

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a-shakespearean-in-paris · 5 months ago

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Fic authors self rec

Thanks for the tag @myreia!!!

When I graduated with degree a few years ago I honestly thought it would be all downhill and things would just move slowly without any excitement or milestones. Well, last year and this year have completely proved me wrong. This year alone, my grandpa passed away and I dealt with some bad family drama after that, I went to New York with my best friend, I turned thirty, I got a yellow lab, I made it to the one year mark at my editorial job, I’m getting ready for two major trips in the late summer/fall, and i also think i had a major glow up and never looked hotter. However, it hasn’t been a big writing year after last year was *so* good. Maybe writing about my last stuff will help with that!

In no order:

1. The Sweetest Sorrow

Rdr2, Arthur and Charlotte. This is *probably* my best fic overall if we’re just going by what internet experts say “good writing is.” Plot doesn’t meander much, development is solid, I think the characters make sense for their time period, and I just think it’s neat. The setting of the story also made me appreciate the hill country area near my hometown too. I also love that I didn’t overly rely on love scenes for the main relationship. Which I still love, but the older I get the more I recognize some stories don’t have that “vibe” that call for overly explicit love scenes, and this was one of them.

2. In waking dreams

DAI, Cullen and quiz.

I find this to be less of a story and more of an exploration of my life immediately after getting my undergrad and not knowing what the flaming hell I was going to do, and then an exploration of my life as I was finishing getting my graduate degree and *trying and failing* to secure a teaching job. Writing quality is certainly better in the back half, and I would kind of love to try rewriting this to see what I would do different, (I can think of several things) but as it is I am very proud of this.

3. Our immortal Longings

DBH, Connor x original character

Wasn’t going to include this, I don’t think the game aged well, and I honestly wonder if it was even good to begin with (graphics still are great though, and I do appreciate how many choices there are) but someone commented recently on it and it made me revisit the fic, and I have to admit this is a solid story and I really appreciate how batshit crazy I was for the actress and robot pairing. The world needs more robot love stories.

This fic just felt different to write. Not in a bad way, but in the way that really made me think I was transforming as a creative.

4. Let’s get away for a while

Leon and Ada, resident evil.

So I have a few Aeon fics but I am plugging this as my favorite—I like the fact that I did not shy away from making Leon a bit of a dick at the beginning. I mean I don’t blame him he’s tired of this thing between him and his woman being a situationship. Man is built for commitment.

In all seriousness I wrote this and felt myself level up. I also just love writing about what people do when they’re on vacation/ traveling, something that soon after became very near and dear to me, as well as relevant to my life experiences.

5. Stains of Red

dragon age, Cullen x inquisitor

So this is a cute little one shot about Lydia basking in the “oh my god we just got together!” Glow and sneaking in some kisses with her commander. I like the imagery and details of this fic, and I think it captures that honeymoon excitement. I reread it and I actually blushed.

Tagging @thevikingwoman @galadrieljones @laelior @wintersongstress and anyone else!!!

#idk who is on here anymore so please tag yourself!#my writing

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androgynousblackbox · 5 months ago

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The Horror of Our Love. 4 [Appleradio, Radioapple]

The Radio

"It took a little more money that we would have prefer to. I worked to get lowest price that she was willing to accept and still was a good amount. I think she only relented when I told her that we investigate objects such as that one to know about them. In the end she made me promise that I would send her back any updates on whatever we could learn about the radio and the ghost that was using it. She liked the voice of the man. It was scary, but still someone to keep her company when her own grandsons wouldn't call back. The man in the radio was never agressive or threatening. He seemed content with just talking, or at least that is the impression that she got after the first exorcism failed. We promised everything she wanted with zero intention of doing it. She seemed like an actually nice lady, she shouldn't have to be involved on any of this.

I came back with my pockets almost entirely empty. The conversion of wizard money to muggle money is fucking bullshit. But I got it. I fucking got it.

They weren't kidding when they said this fucking thing was heavy. It's on top of my desk and hasn't done anything until now. The old lady said that the first day it also didn't do anything on her store. It was only after some people looking around and messing with the dials is that the noises started. There were some stations in which it didn't react at all. We need to find the ones that does.

It's exactly as we were said. There is no cable, no battery. Whatever powers this thing is not electricity. I will have my record player near it as we test it out.

Nothing yet?"

"No. Wait. Yes, it did something, isn't it?"

"Sssh, I wanna hear. It's music."

"Old ass music. My grandpa would hear something like that. Do we even know if this thing can hear us?"

"It knew to laugh at the muggles, so something knows about what happens outside of it. Keep looking on the stations, maybe one of them is for communication. Don't look at me like that. I don't fucking know, angel."

"Hello? Alastor Magne, can you hear us? Hello, can you hear us? Hello?"

"Do you know who I am, my good man? That is a new one."

"Ah, fuck! That gave me a heart attack. Okay, now I understand the old lady."

"That is him. Hey, Alastor Magne? Do you recognize my voice?"

"No, I don't believe so. Should I? Are we friends?"

"That depends. How old are you now?"

"I was 24 years old when I was made."

"Then no. We met you way after that."

"How long after?"

"Last we knew about you, you were on your 40s."

"And after that?"

"We don't know. That is what we try to find out."

"I see. What about Luci? Do you know who he is?"

"Yes. You told us about him."

"I did? That is such a big relief then. You must have been very good friends for that to happen. I wouldn't trust that information to about anyone."

"Yeah, totally. Husky here was your favorite student ever in fact. That is why you made him into your little assistant for the class."

"Angel."

"What? It's true."

"What a delightful surprise that we happened to find each other again in these circumstances! For you, I mean. To me you are still a pair of strangers. Do tell me, Husky, my friend, what did I say about my Luci?"

"First of all, you call me Husk. Husky is Anthony's thing."

"Ah! Duly noted."

"Just that you adore him to bits and want to kiss him and cuddle up under the stars to see how his scales shine under the stars. He did! I saw it with my own two beautiful eyes."

"R-really? Then… we must had have a pretty close relationship then."

"Favorite student ever. Never lost contact not even after we graduated. Right, Husky?"

"Sure. I mean, yeah."

"For so long the only other person I could talk to about him was Rosie. I didn't thought anyone else would understand."

"Oh, but we understand completely, professor. In fact, if anything, we want to hear more about it. All the details if you can! Don't listen to that grumpy pants groaning in the background, he is just being dramatic for another unrelated thing that has nothing to do with us."

"Angel, I swear to god."

"You are free to leave the room if you want, kitty. Professor Magne. Alastor. You don't mind answering my questions, don't you? We just want to get a clearer picture of how things went down with you and Luci."

"Of course not! I am all ears."

"Okay, so…"

"Angel."

"Did you fucked with the snake or not? Please, be as explicit as you want.

Hello? Professor, are you there?"

"You fucked it up. Good."

"Apologies, I was just taken aback by the wording of the question. If you absolutely must know, then yes. Luci and I have made love before, as couples often do. It was wonderful."

"I fucking told you."

"Please, shut up."

"Everything alright?"

"Yes, he is just being silly. So, did you made love when you were still a student? That is the part that has been bugging me for a while now."

"Is this the kind of relationship that we had after I became your professor?"

"Oh, come on, don't be like that! Everyone is an adult here. We have been adults long enough so yes, we totally have that kind of trust. You can fully count on us, professor. We won't repeat a word to a soul."

"I am going out. Tell me when you are ready to talk about something useful."

"You are still hearing the recording later, Husky."

"Don't remind me."

"You were saying, professor?"

"Very well. I guess there is no harm on it since we are all friends here.

Most young people get to experiment around that age. I guess I really wasn't that different in that aspect. I wasn't interested into doing anything like that with any of my classmates, so my Luci was the perfect vehicle for it. He was so infinitely patient and kind, even as I was getting overwhelmed with all the new sensations I was having. I couldn't have asked for a better companion for those moments. When on my own it always felt like such a chore to go through for very little reward, but with him I finally understood a little bit of what the fuzz was about. Although no doubt other teenagers were no having the same experience, my body and his were for the first time sources of a different kind of pleasure I didn't know before.

At first, when I asked him to let me see him on his own, I truly believe he was convinced that I would find it gross or it was a temporary curiosity that would die the moment it was satisfied. A part of me thought so as well. My dedication to him wasn't about to diminish one bit even if that was the case. I didn't need that kind of physicallity to know already that the rest of my life was going to be tied to his. But I was curious nonetheless. If there was even the slightest chance that we both got to have any kind of enjoyment from it, then why I would deprive myself from it?

To be clear, we never did anything of that nature until my last year. I didn't even thought of doing anything until then, when I realized it was going to be a long while until I saw him again at the end of the year. I was going out to study for my title of professor at a wizard university in another continent. Four years at the very least we would have to keep apart. The thought was unbearable, but it had to be done if I wanted to stick around the school to stay with him in the long run.

Our status as a relationship wasn't a conventional one and not only because of the curse imposed on him. Actually there were probably too many factors to count and no small portion of them was Lucifer's own doubt that I could even want him as an actual partner. Everything else could be handled or left to a side, but he was convinced that once I was out in the world I would find an actual human and forget anything about him. No matter how much I said that was never going to happen. He just kept repeating we will see to the point I was tired of touching the subject all together.

Before then, I had what I would call kisses with him, I had slept besides him and even brought him back to my room to stay on my pillow when I found out he could actually control his size to his will. That is what had allowed him to go whichever part of the castle he wanted to without relying on the pipes or being seen. I was clearly already comfortable and safe around him, just like he never had to fear any harm coming from me. I thought that a experiment of that kind only made the most sense possible.

I was fully unprepared for the impact of what I saw had on my own body. I won't give you a full rundown of what I saw then because that was meant only for my eyes. Just know that he wasn't exempt from the most common snake traits for his body and he didn't need hands to give me a demostration of how he has relieved himself all this time. I had my own mouth dry from keeping it open for so long, gasping, by the end of it. No matter how many things we have done since then or we will in the future, that first impression will never leave my mind. It consumed me for weeks worst than his venom ever could. Any moment I wasn't actively paying attention to something else, my mind would conjure up that image again and I wished I could be with him again, on his nest, our chamber, where we both could indulge in without judgement, without worries.

My curiosity, my need for more, didn't die at all. Every free time that I had was fully spend down there. Lucifer was a lot less reluctant about touching me as he was about me doing the same for him, when he saw how willing I was for it. He was so afraid of hurting me that he didn't want to hear about us becoming one in the most traditional way. I didn't mind it that much back then because any way that he would allow me to have that experience with him was new and perfect already as far I was concerned.

The night of the last banquet I brought him a present I had been working on for months. This radio that I am speaking through now was meant to be our only way of communication while I was away, studying abroad. He could talk to it back if he wanted to and I would listen through a smaller radio I had brought with me. Since it didn't work on electricity, it would work no problem on school grounds. I put it on his nest under the bigger statue and we listened to some tunes while everyone else was celebrating above us. I didn't care for what house had won that year or what points were distributed. This was all I needed.

Lucifer remained weirdly silent for a big part of it. His head was moving slightly to the rythm of the music, but I could tell he wasn't really all there. When I asked him what was wrong, he looked up and said it was going to be hard to get used to not having me around anymore.

That should not have me so stupidly happy as it did. I of course assure him that I would have the same struggle, but in the end it was going to be worth if we could spend together the rest of our lives once I was hired here. I was going to work as hard as I could to make that goal come true, you could mark my words. Meanwhile, we can still keep in contact like this, my love. I could tell there was something else he wanted to say."

[Note from Husk: At this point the dials start moving on their own and changing stations. It will become obvious later on, but these are memories being played back and not the current Professor Magne speaking. He won't respond to anything we say in that state. There is some music playing on the background.]

"Four years is not that much, dear. It will pass sooner than we expect."

"I know, I know. You would think that four years would be easy for me to pass through."

[Note from Husk: I have to imagine that second person speaking is what professor Magne hears when Lucifer speaks to him. It's a younger kind of voice that what I would have expected. He couldn't have been older than his 20s or early 30 when turned into a snake. Later on he will sing through the radio and it will make sense why the journal said he had an angelic kind of voice. It does sound nice. But also sad.]

"I will miss you too, love. I will use the radio everyday, even if you don't answer."

"You should… try to live a little bit while you can, Al. You are young only once. I won't take offense if you have other things going on."

"Not tonight, darling. Please. Just for tonight, can you believe me when I say I want to stay with you? That I want to spend my life with you? I don't want to hear about the rest of the world. They won't ever matter as much as what we have here."

"You see, Al, you keep saying that and it's exactly what makes me think… maybe that shouldn't be. You should care about others and let them care for you. I don't have an option here, but you do."

"I care about you. Is that not enough? Does that mean so little for you?"

"It means everything. I just don't want you to feel trapped here like I am. You say you want this and I do believe you, but what about in ten years? Twenty, fifty? How do you know you won't regret it? I can't hug you, Al. I can't go on in dates with you. You will never have any of the things other people have with their partners with me. What if you ever want to have a family?

Listen, I am sorry, I didn't mean to ruin your surprise. All I am saying is… when that day comes, I will understand if you tell me you found someone else that makes you happy. That is all. You don't owe me anything."

"You think I didn't thought of all of that? I don't need all those things to know how you feel about me. If we want a family, we can make it ourselves, I will find the way somehow. If I can't, then who cares? I only really need you.

I already don't want to go away. Get up on that train is going to be one of the hardest things I have done. Don't push me too."

"Funny. I think I lost the ability of doing that a long time ago. I know I should, I know that is the least I should do, but I can't. I don't know anymore what does that say about me."

"Do you love me?"

"Yes. I feel like a selfish piece of shit for saying it, but I do. I haven't loved anything in so long. That is why it terrifies me that I could ever hurt you, even without meaning to. I would never forgive myself if I did. You are so precious to me, Al."

"You won't. Darling, look at me. Please, listen. You won't hurt me by letting me stay with you. I might not know the future right now, but I know that much. If you are selfish, then I am too. Just… try trust me back when I say I want this. I want you. Can you do that for me, love?"

"I can try."

"That is all I ask. Come here.

I want to stay the night here. All my things are packed already, so I don't need to rush in the morning. Is that okay?"

"Mmm. Actually… I was thinking we could… try that thing you talked about last time."

"What thing? Merfolk meat?"

"No, the… You are really going to make me say it. Fine. You putting it in on me. Not just my mouth. You asked if we could try that, but you were so busy with your finals that… You don't have to if you aren't in the mood. We can just sleep. I am just saying that if you want, we can."

"Oh! No, I was just surprised you even remember that. That was months ago. You were really mulling over it this long?"

"It's a limited offer. The clock is ticking."

"I better take the chance while I can in that case. Yes, of course I want to. How?"

"Take your clothes off."

"If you wanted me naked, you can also just ask, my love. Those eyes of yours are a dead give away."

"Shut up. Do you need help?"

"It's still hard for me to do anything with it if you aren't the one touching it."

"Heh. Hard."

[Note from Anthony: HA! Luci and I could have been friends, I can tell.

Note from Husk: For fuck's sake, Angel.

Note from Anthony: Never better said, Husky.

Note from Husk: I hate this. So much.]

"Are you twelve?"

"Come on, you did it unpurpose."

"I won't deny or confirm such an accusation. But if you can assist me, I won't say no."

"Very well.

Did you really missed my tongue that much? I barely did anything and you are reacting so well already."

"I… did. It has been a while, hasn't it?"

"Mmm. You must be so pent up. It's okay, hopefully this will help."

[Note from Anthony: I can't believe I didn't think of the tongue before. I feel deeply dissapointed on myself. Ashamed even.

Note from Husk: NOTES ARE NOT SUPPOSED TO BE USED FOR THIS BULLSHIT.

Note from Anthony: Fine. There are pants and moans now with the voice of professor Magne. The music is still playing in the background. I don't recognize the singer, but it's a ballad about missing a lover that has yet to come back. Bittersweet, that is the word I was looking for. I kinda like it. It's an oldie but a cute one. For when you want to be a sad bitch with hope.]

"Luci…"

"There we go. Now I can work with this. Get on top of me. I won't drop you, it's fine. Just let me move you a little… There. That is where I want you to put it."

"Isn't that where your stuff comes out?"

"Mmm. I have to push them for that. If I keep them inside, they are still sensitive. You can rub against them if you want, but it should be tight anyway. I tried using my tail a couple of times, but it's still too big no matter how small I make myself. You should be the perfect size as I am now."

"You… you used your tail like that?"

"Well, yeah. I had to try to see how it felt before I could offer it, right? I was trying to think it was you, but it really wouldn't work."

"You have never done this before then?"

"Just with my own tongue. You are the first one I will do it with, though."

"I am glad. I would have to kill anyone who saw you like this."

"You are the only one who wants to see me like this, you weirdo."

[Note from Anthony: I don't know, I would be curious at least. I think Luci really understimate how many freaks there are out there.

Note from Husk: Angel, I swear I will start deleting all your notes if you keep this shit up. It's bad enough I had to hear it myself.]

"The only one you want to be seen by, right, my love?"

"I would have blinded you already if not.

Stop teasing it and fuck me already, Al. You won't need lube, it's fine."

"Mmm. Ah, I feel you… They are throbbing there. So warm. Luci, you really wanted this too, didn't you?"

"You started it… How is it?"

"Amazing. You sucking me in so nicely, love. You?"

"I… I have to concentrate on keeping them inside."

"Is that… good?"

"Heh. It means I like it, yes. It's good. So much better than my tail ever was.

Are you sure you haven't done this before?"

"I only… with you… Ah, no, never."

"I was kidding, Al. You know… I can feel how warm your blood is compared to mine? I always could, but now it's like you are burning me from the inside. In the best way.

You can… finish inside if you want. It won't go anywhere."

"Not now. I want this to last some more. We should… have done this before."

"Better late than never. I didn't want you to go without knowing if this could work."

"But it's not. Pull them out."

"What?"

"Pull them out. I want to… I want to touch them. I want to taste them myself. Please? Please, love. Let me finish with you. I don't want you to repress yourself during this. I can see how much effort you are using."

"That is… Are you sure? What if you don't like it?"

"I have seen you sucking yourself off and wanting to do it myself since the first day. It will be fine. Just relax and let me do it."

"Fine… But don't force yourself if you want to stop. Move a little. Can you touch yourself a little? Perfect.

There."

"See? Doesn't feel better that way?"

"Mmm! Aal, if you lick it…"

"A lot more sensitive too."

"That is how dicks tend to work! Sorry, it just took me by surprise. You don't find it gross?"

"I think I actually like this better."

"Really? One would think the youth would just love to have a hole to fuck."

"I think we establish already I am not like the other wizards my age. You haven't put them in on anyone either, right?"

"Believe it or not, I didn't had any chances down here, no."

"Can you get smaller and do it to me?"

"What. You are not serious."

"Why not? They seem to react well to my presence. I think I like them too. Your flavor is unlike anything I had before."

"Mmm… that, that is not the point. If you have never done anything like it before it's going to hurt you, even if I do get smaller. My smallest is still bigger than your whole body. No, Al, we can't."

"But I want to…"

"No. Just… use your legs to make some friction and get yourself betweem them. You can use one arm if you want."

"Like this?"

"Squeeze a little more. Don't worry, you can't hurt me… Yes, baby, just like that. Exactly like that. I will get a little smaller, hold on… Now you can just use your thighs.

You like it?

Heh. You are cute when you don't talk. It's okay, you can let go."

"You-you too. Together."

"Mmm, yes."

"L-luci, Luci, Luciii…"

"Alastor…"

[Note from Anthony: Hot. And before certain grumpy pants says anything, after the happy ending you could only hear the music. At some point they lowered the volume. The station changed again to another memory.

Note from Husk: Not at all of them are as long as the last one. They are mostly fragments of conversations that Magne and Lucifer had.]

"I really wish you were here, love. I would have gladly feed you our professor in Ethics. I don't think anyone in the whole institutions would mind either. Most students probably would congratulate me."

"One of my classmates asked for a date. According to Rosie, the whole asking me my notes for almost every class was all an excuse to talk to me. If I had known that is what she was after, I would have tell her already I have someone else."

"I don't mind music, but do they really need to put it so loud at this hours of the morning? Some of us have scholarships we need to keep by not sleeping during class."

"I end up cursing their radios to shock them everytime they try to use them after the sun is down."

"I found a dead cat on the sidewalk that made me think of you, dearest. If I could I have send it to you. It seemed fresh enough at least."

"Of course I love you, darling."

"I got this book on my outing today. It's about a woman who marries a man cursed to look like a beast. Would you believe me if I tell you this come from a muggle library? From a muggle author too! Want me to read it for you?"

"I hated the ending. It felt unnecessary? You already made these two fell in love. Why did he had to become a man at the end of it?"

"I heard this song, maybe you will like it too?"

"I miss you."

"Today was awful. I miss you."

"I miss you."

[Note from Husk: It continues like that for at least other five minutes as the dials keep turning in random stations. Every I miss you is different from each other. At least the sex talk is over.

Note from Anthony: Until it was back and Husky checked out again. Sorry, honey.]

"I think I finally got a solution to our size problem."

"Our what now?"

"So you can mate with me properly."

"Are you still on that?! I thought we had a good enough time already."

"We did. Don't misunderstand, darling, it was wonderful, but surely you would like to experiment for that as well. I have been working on it for weeks now and I believe I finally got it. I have tested it out and is so much better than I thought."

"Al, when you say test it out, what do you mean?"

"Is that jelousy I heard, my love? My own fingers, of course. But let me tell you about my process a little bit. Did you know that witches have tons of spells already to make intercourse all the better for them? In handsight, that only makes sense, but I had no idea how many options they had. Remember that party my classmates dragged me to after the end of the semester? There, a witch was talking about a particular kind of spell that let her enjoy one night with a… particularly endowed centaur. Normally something like that could have kill her, but she was determined to make it work so she tried that new spell and it worked wonder for the both of them. Want to know what it does?"

"I am sorry, a centaur?"

"A centaur, darling. Anyway, the spell consist on just in making it so her parts would make it so her lover would instantly adapt to her without losing any sensation. It's like living an actual fantasy where you only count with the pleasure and none of the real life inconveniences. I asked her for it, she wanted to know for what and when I told her it was for my boyfriend she very kindly taught me the exact gesture."

[Note from Anthony: Maybe we should look into the centaur girl? For the sake of the investigation, that is. We don't want to miss any important detail.

Note from Husk: No. Also, you already know that spell anyway.

Note from Anthony: But a centaur, Husky! Are they kind? Are they rough? Do they cuddle after? Those are the big questions that need answers! Besides, that girls sounds like fun.

Note from Husk: Still no.]

"That was just the first part of what I intended to do. The next one was the issue of my own body. I don't very much care for the parts I was born with, so I did some research and found an easy enough spell that would allow me for something far more comfortable. For what I could gather, lots of wizards and witches do stuff like that to themselves all the time! Some people create their own parts to closely resemble what is on their mind or just because they can! Truly fascinating subject, my love."

"Wh-what… You mean you have a…"

"A vulva, yes. I have to say, it's so much more convenient than what I had before. We won't even need lube after all! But I wasn't done yet. I thought I was, but then I remembered about how you believe I should have fun with other people before settling down with you."

"Hey, I didn't put it exactly like that."

"Point is! If you won't believe on my words, you don't leave much any other choice than to show you with my actions. So I basically found a variant of a chastity spell and now I have nothing. Nothing unless I have to relieve myself or you are here."

"Nothing?"

"Nothing at all. It's completely smooth down there, like a doll. It will keep being that way unless the one of my choosing makes me want to show what I have for him. That means you, dear. There won't ever be anyone else who will even come close to it."

"Did… did you really do that?"

"It was a pretty arcaic spell, but I think I have pull it off very well on my own. With all these changes in place, I should be ready for our next encounter. You can take me however way you want. You won't hurt me."

"Al, you are… fucking insane."

"But you like it?"

"Baby, I don't know if I am going to contain myself the next time I see you."

"Who said I want you to?"

[Note from Anthony: Eliminated because NOBODY NEEDS THE COMMENTARY.

Note from Anthony: ALRIGHT, FUCK. The next memory we think is when professor Magne was interviewed by the Headmaster Sera. There is the sound of people talking in the background. They are on some tabern, probably in Hogsmeade.

Note from Husk: Hearing her voice all of the sudden was a genuine jumpscare. I never liked her much either. She always seemed very… cold, I guess? Indifferent to others, but she knew to hide it better than professor Magne ever bothered.]

"I have to say, I still don't fully understand why do you even want this job, Alastor. A young man like you would get bored of being surrounded by old wizards like us the entire year. You could work in any other school if you really wanted to."

"Nonsense! There is a certain beauty on helping out the future generations in the same way that I was helped with. I just can't ignore the calling that Hogswarts has on me any longer. The best memories I ever had and my best friends both I made under the ceiling of that castle, walking those aisles. I truly feel at home right there. I couldn't imagine dedicating myself to my students in any other place, if I have to be honest. It would be my honor if you would consider me, Sera."

"I definitely will and make you know my decision by tomorrow. For now, I am afraid I have to leave you."

"To interview my competition?"

"To see another candidate to the same position. It was nice talking to you again, Alastor. You were always an exceptional student and I am glad to see the kind of men you became to."

"You, on the other hand, have remained just as pleasing to the eyes as the day I graduated."

"Flattery won't affect my decision, Alastor."

"I had to try at least. Go on then, dear. I will be waiting for my letter of acceptance."

"Confidence is a virtue, but arrogance can be a flaw."

"Which one I have?"

"That is about to be seen. I do need to go now. Thank you for coming to see me here and your time."

"My pleasure! I was nostalgic for this small little town anyway. I might stick around a while more just to have a look. Have a nice evening, dear."

"Likewise, Alastor."

[Note from Husk: Another memory.]

"I got the job. Darling, I got the job! I barely had to curse only one of the other candidates! I will get to see you soon, Luci. Once I do, there won't be any force in this world that will ever tear me apart from your side. We will kill anyone that tries."

"Why do you always have to make everything creepy?"

"Some call it romantic, dear. You don't sound that displeased either."

"I am not. Not at all. Congratulations, Al. Can't wait to see you too."

[Note from Husk: The next thing we hear are steps over grass and someone panting. The steps reach solid ground. They won't stop running. At some point there is a whisper of professor Magne ordering something to open up. After some time, the steps sound wet as they renew the run. The next time professor Magne speaks again, again ordering an entrnace, there is a sound of unlocking before a heavy door is moved. The entire time professor Magne is panting for air.

Note from Anthony: Not just for the exercise either.

Note from Husk: What is that supposed to mean?

Note from Anthony: Can't you hear his heartbeat from here? The man is anxious, Husky.

Note from Husk: Something very heavy is moving over rocks. The voices barely echo there.]

"My love! Luci. I am sorry for not coming sooner, but I had to wait for a moment in which they left me alone. Sera would not stop yapping my ear off about the new year. I have all my things with me, I can stay with you. Where are you?"

"Al?"

"Lucifer. It's me, love. Come here. I missed your scales so much."

"You are taller now."

"Can you really tell? It was just a few inches."

"Of course I can. Those are new glasses too."

"I had no choice when my eyesight was getting worse. Surprisingly enough, dark arts are not really dedicated to the improvement of eyes's health. Who knew? Wow. I forgot you literally can swift me off my feet."

"I also feel you lighter. Have you eaten already?"

"Yes, dear. The rest of the staff had a little party to welcome me into the castle. I even had to take a bite of the cake because the chef made it for me."

"Have you sleep…"

"My dear, not that I don't find your concern endearing, but are really not going to take me to your nest so I can settle in?"

"You… have a bed upstairs."

"I like yours better. I can also just sleep on top of you. You are so convenient like that, love."

"It's cold here."

"Then you better keep close to save heat, mmm? Nobody is going to even know that I am here, Luci. I can stay all night without any worry. I won't get in any trouble. I can feel you shaking, darling. What is wrong?"

"Tell me this is real."

"Of course it is, silly. You had me worried for a second there. But if you still have any doubt, I can show you something very real instead. You just have to take me to your nest. Would that help?"

"Yes."

[Note from Angel: Another memory. Bummer.]

"Love. Darling, I have to go."

"Tell them you are sick. Later."

"It's my first day on my new job and you want me to call in sick already? Not the best very first impression, isn't it?"

"Can you even walk?"

"Do not ask that with that smug tone in your voice! For your information, yes, I can. I am not made of crystal, I will have you know! I took all necessary precautions so I wouldn't have any unwanted pain. You are welcome, by the way."

"Thank you. You are limping. Are you sure you are okay?"

"Because I just woke up, it's fine!"

"Wait. When are you coming back?"

"After the banquet of inauguration. I will come as soon as I can."

[Note from Husk: The dial moved again to the original station where we first talked to professor Magne. Thank fucking heavens.]

"I never spend a single night on the room I was assigned to. Now that I was finally back at the school, I could finally look into another little project I had in mind. Everyone knows about the Shrieking Shank on Hogsmeade, rumoured to be the house of violent spirits, but at the school it was said that it was made just for the sake of one student that turned into a werewolf during the full moon. Back then potions to keep his mind conscious did not exist and rather than put him or any students at risk, that house was made to contain him. I can only the terror a kid would have gone through during those nights. Once I became a member of the staff of the school, I soon learned another detail that it wasn't known by the student but could be easily deduced if one thought about it. A tunnel was connecting directly the school to that location, as to avoid the townspeople to wonder what was doing a Hogwart's student outside at those hours. That kid graduated closely before my generations, so now the building stood silent, empty. Without anybody to put it to good use. It was time to change that.

The building itself was easy to buy with the money I had saved. You can't hope to achieve the magical accomplishment that I had in mind without having some extra credit. It took me years of part time jobs and living as frugal as possible during my student years, but that and a few months of my new salary finally allowed me to sign whatever name I told them to put. I made sure nobody ever saw my own face close to that place.

Once it was mine, it was a matter to make it according to my own interest. I changed the start of the tunnel from under that awful tree to the same lenght of the tunnel with a few teleportation spells and a security system in place so we would both be alerted if anyone we didn't trust tried to get in. Both the immediate steps inside the house from the entrance, the back and the view from the window wouldn't show a single thing different to how they were before I touched anything. If anyone was dumb enough to go beyond that, they could be trapped inside until we could determine what to do with them.

I had to make both the kitchen, the bathrooms and the chimney functional, make sure that the smoke would come out in a random locations of the forest and finally clear out the living room to make a proper nest for Luci. Then it came the clean up. Lots and lots of clean up. But it was worth it when Lucifer was there, absolutely incredulous when I told him this was our new place. I never lied when I said I didn't mind the chambers. If anything they hold a nostalgic attractive for me, but they weren't ours. We had nothing to do with their creation. Someone had made it to contain Lucifer, for it to be his prison, so now he was going to have a new place to go where he could do as he pleased or just rest without bringing up what had happened.

I was slightly less excited when I gave him the option to decorate himself and he kept asking for the guadiest things possible from the catalogues I gave him to fill our space. I relented on some, not in others. Our first proper fight as a couple was when he just needed a figurine of a duck the size of a medium dog. I used what was supposed to be Rosie's room if she ever came to visit for two nights. I don't actually remember how we made up, but in the end there was now a white duck greeting guest next to the ladder to the second floor. Besides his unfortunate taste, I was rather proud when the place didn't looked like it had been abandoned for more than ten years.

The curse of Lucifer was very much still there. The paliatives I had managed to make were just that and very conditional. He could go to Hogsmeade and to our house, but not a step beyond that before he was taken immediately back to the chamber. At the very least that extended his range of hunting in the forest so he could go for bigger prey if he wanted to. It still wasn't perfect, but it was getting there. I just needed to work more on it. Between grading students, my classes and impart the odd discipline, we were set for me to do pretty much whatever I wanted with the rest of my time. The vast library of Hogwarts were older and therefore more useful than the ones on the university I came from. The forbidden section proved to be rather useful.

After a few years, a little sickness curse in our good old current professor for Care of Magical Creatures left the path open for Rosie to come join me. It was during one of our monthly dinners as the Shrieking Shank with her wife that I had an idea. But it needed to be worked on still.

All things considered, and with all of their limitations, I liked this small life we had managed to build, one that the school had no idea about. It was as nice of a simple life as we could get."

[Note from Husk: This is where I intervened.]

"What was the idea?"

"Pardon?"

"You mentioned an idea that Rosie's wife… Lilith, right? Gave you. What was that?"

"Oh, I couldn't possibly tell you that. Apologies if I gave you the impression that I wasn't going to leave some stuff for myself. If I haven't even told Luci yet! Like I said, it needs to be worked on before I feel it approporiate for him to know about. I don't want to hold his hopes up without any garantees. At the point I was made, I still haven't found the right way."

"But it's something that he wanted? Not you?"

"I wanted it as well. Can we change the subject, if you don't mind?"

"Yeah, sure. So, how were you made? I know about the process already. Professor needs to kill someone each time."

"Did he tell you that?"

"He did."

"Huh. Well, that is correct. I picked up this old radio for some sentimental value left. The one I had to eliminate was a man in Hogsmeade that was infamous for beating his small children after the dead of her wife. I am talking kids no older than 12. Isn't that awful? I of course made sure that they had a loving aunt that could take care of them before doing anything. Once that was settle, it was as easy as to catch him after he was kicked out from the pub and applied the tiniest drop of Lucifer's venom to his temple. Went down instantly. From there, taking him back to our house and finish the job was easy. Luci was the one who recommended to use this radio. He said he liked how my voice came out of here. I did always liked to listen to it, even as a little boy."

"How many more horrorcruxes was professor Magne planning into doing? He asked us to keep a tally of them, but didn't specify any number before he had to go into hiding again."

"Mmm. As far my knowledge goes, the idea was to make at least 5. A good solid number that would give me enough time to figure out what to do with Luci. But that might have changed by the time you two met him. If he went into hiding, do you have any idea if managed to get out with Luci?"

[Note from Husk: That is when it suddenly hit me. We had no idea if he had actually managed to break the curse. What if he didn't? What if he made a huge mess at the school, faked his death and just stayed there? The place should be empty, but it's really, really big. If someone really wanted to go unnoticed inside, they could. Lucifer had plenty of experience on that.

I answered yes to the question of the radio and left it there. We had a travel to make.]

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