#paracosm of the gods

[satoruxx]

PARACOSM OF THE GODS. (THE CANON AU)

✧ SUMMARY : a collection of oneshots about your life as a part of the 2006 gang. this series follows the canon path of jjk, except with a whole lot more angsty romance involved. while these are all standalone installments, they are semi connected and often refer to each other. additionally, these fics almost always involve satoru and suguru having feelings for reader, and vice versa—but they're all their canon emotionally reserved selves.

✧ INCLUDES : gojo satoru x f!reader, geto suguru x f!reader, canon au, angst, fluff, best friends being in love but cannot express it, timeskips, canon typical violence, death, longing, mutual pining, bittersweet, emotionally stunted teenagers, unresolved feelings, banter, literally just very canon !!

INSTALLMENTS :: the steps that led us down this road.

i. PARACOSM OF THE GODS :: YOU THINK YOU WILL ALWAYS FIND COMFORT IN THE SHADOWS OF THE STRONGEST.

the orginal fic. focuses on how your relationship with satoru and suguru changes throughout the years, and how the three of you end up walking different paths. goes through many canon events of jjk and how you deal with each one of them.

ii. SAUDADE :: YOU ARE MORE BITTER THAN SWEET.

in the span of a few years, you've realized that you have changed how you celebrate valentine's day. somehow, the blame always falls on the two of them.

iii. DEAD RECKONING :: MORE TROUBLED THAN I COULD'VE EXPECTED.

(coming soon...!)

EXTRAS :: on another page.

i. ANGEL ON MY SHOULDER :: TILL DEATH DO WE PART?

satoru isn't crazy. he's had time to recognize the events that have unfolded. he stood at your funeral with an impassive look on his face, hands shoved deep into his pockets. he'd put a bouquet at your grave every afternoon since that day. you're dead and he knows it. and yet somehow you're right in front of him, translucent and opaque, and yet so pretty. suddenly he doesn't know what's real anymore, but he doesn't want to question it. not when you've come back to him. not when he's missed you so much. (aka ... how the au would change if you died in high school.)

[aris-has-a-paracosm]

Under new management!

(The moment was too powerful not to draw immediately.) (Screenshot from Grian’s latest video under the cut.)

[solannecontinuum]

Hylictober 2023 Illustration Series.

PROMPT 3 SET. UNCANNY - RADIO TOWER - CAT. SET 1 | SET 2 | x | SET 4 | SET 5 | SET 6 | SET 7

[everyone-with-a-para]

I hope everyone with a para that is/has been so deep in the closet they found narnia has a great day

[star-drip]

my paracosm is FINALLY,, starting to make sense

[triippng]

imma cry

[screen-universe-official-thingie]

"Happy... Birthday?"

There is an actress, who's been recently born into the Universe of the Screen. Just like those before her, she's been dropped into the Fictional Realm, where actors rest after long hours of work.

From the start, she's been doing well, a kind Sponge Fictional took her in and let her stay for a time being. That is, until the empire found her and finally put her to work.

The unfortunate actress, so young, so naive, never knew what she had coming. Her creators bestowed her such a heavy role, a mask of a monster. At first, she didn't know how bad could it be. It was just a character right? This was all just a game of pretend... Right? After all, she was made for this role, literally created for it. Surely it can't be hard. How bad can it be? It's just some woman who cares about animals and lost a loved one.

However, society said otherwise.

The empire hated her for it. Despise her for the role she plays, and for serving her purpose. They declared time and time again that they hated her existence.

"I'm an actor, just like you guys!" she said.

They stay away. They push her away, side eyed her and everything.

"I'm not like her, see?" she said once more.

Rolcist thrown things at her, hurled insults at her. After a long day of work, another Fictional wished she was dead, and another, and another.

Monster, lunatic, a deluded. The list of insults went on.

"... I'm just an actor," she pleaded.

"I was doing my job," she sobbed.

The void of hatred stared at her.

"What did I do... What did I fucking do..." She glared at her own hands. Hands, or rather, gloves of an abuser, a killer, a beast.

She tried to escape all of this, but couldn't. Or rather she wouldn't do it. For at least one Fictional cared about her.

On the fateful release of her first project, a mouse Fictional came by. He was, and still is the powerful leader of a far off kingdom. One they called the Disney Kingdom. For someone so small, so puny, he can pack a punch. Prior to all this, he's already walked through the path of blood and is still treading through it.

There he stride for his next victim, the Villainess.

For an actor who claims to know what's real and what's an act, the mouse can't help, but kill those of the villain role on sight. Every ounce of suffering and pain they been through in his hands was delicious to him.

Just as her part of the act reaches to its grand finale, the mouse shows his power. Blood spilled. Ice shards were erupted, jellyfishes were stabbed and so was her designated henchman. The actress playing as her daughter was trapped in his ice from the waist down. The actress, now in the corner, curled up into a cocoon in the hairstyle bestowed by her creators.

And so, the mouse approaches.

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Okay so this was supposed to explain how the fuck it all led up to what's happening in the art, but ended up doing a little info/lore dump on what the fuck this Lus has going on in the daydreams as of late with probably a poor attempt of adding in some short storytelling elements. There's more to what's going on with both her and Mickey, but that'd take a while to cram it all into the post. So yeah.

Tldr: Actress has to play evil Poké waifu with a Jellyfish addiction, becomes besties with SpongeBob, gets an existential crisis about the nature of her role/persona because society shits on her for it (and Spunch taught her about morals too early), tries to kill herself to escape her vessel (but didn't go through with it), and gets a near death experience from a psychopathic mouse king.

Dw, she lives and all, just left traumatized and pissed about the Mouse Moment.

Anyways, happy birthday to Mickey and happy anniversary to the OG Pokémon SuMo games.

Note: Unlike the SpongeBob birthday painting, this piece is based on an actual event in the paracosm, a reoccurring scenario that's both an important plot point and something that stuck despite all the changes this paracosm goes through. I have to post this here instead of the casual account.

Update: Remember when I said she tried to kill herself? Yeah, I modified the lore a bit. Now her "escaping the job" attempt is now less of an actual suicide attempt and more like an attempt to quit her job/role as the character, which just so happens to be heavily tied to her life. She wouldn't immediately die if she's outside the meat suit, she'll just have to succumb to the pain to actually end up perma dying or deleting if she doesn't return to the meat suit.

[fogbite]

The gods of old

Terra (she/they)- god of the earth, plants, new growth, and new life. Sturdy and headstrong, a helper, grower, and healer.

Zephyr (they/he)- the west wind, connected to water, bringer of joy and warm summer days. Footloose and fancy free, gentle, happy… full of laughter and smiles.

Xareth (he/him)- god of the ocean, controller of the tides, lover of the strange and unusual, indifferent father of the depths. Tries to come off as cool, cares for few, but those few mean everything to him. Tired, and pig headed.

( @weevil-friend ^ )

Altair (he/it/they)- god of the stars, consciousness in outerspace, detached from the earth. Cold, distant, aloof, spaced out… cares more than you would think. Has a gentle touch despite harsh words.

[sillycyan]

I wanna thank a few things rn.. Google for the most insane searches I've made. Tumblr for helping me think of new ways to say a dumb word. Music helped keep me semi-sane and focused, which wasn't much... Ermmm and I my dearest friends who was there to read first draft and help with stuff because I could NOT have done all this alone- Anyways…. How much yall fw cowboys?

[twentyfivemiceinatrenchcoat]

ARI THE BINGO THING IS SO CUTE?? if you’re still doing them can you do one for me :33

RHEYAAAA MY BELOVED :3333 here is a big cup of warm tea for you … pls have a seat 🍵 I AMMM STILL DOING THEM here is yours hehe!!!

[satoruxx]

also if you see a suguru fic come from me in the near or distant future…don’t be shocked…….

[aris-has-a-paracosm]

So this ^^ happened on Tango’s stream today, and it’s directed towards Grian (he used one of G’s farms for a resource and understandably wanted to let him know that he used it),

But I honestly think it’s so funny and so fitting that he’s joining in the neck kisses bit now since the bit originated in his house (Deepfrost Citadel). He was right there for the start of the bit, so it just makes so much sense to me that he would do this, and I sooooo look forward to seeing Grian’s reaction.

[solannecontinuum]

MCS ARC III - THE SECOND D. ANOMALY.

"I believe in Wayne's innocence. He didn't ask to be put through the things he had to face. So what if his karmic standing is super negative? He can help us! And we need to help him." "You are understood by me, my fellow outcast."

THE LORD's conquest of THE ORDER continues to grow, with his new goal now finding a way to summon an entity known as THE HOST in order to complete his conquest. While hope feels bleak for those fighting against THE LORD's fearsome army and power, a light appears at the end of the tunnel .... in the form of a second D. Anomaly: WAYNE HYLICS. However, is he truly the one who can stop Starscream? Besides his laxed and aloof appearance, Wayne possesses a rather concerning negative karmic standing representing a dark history, and perhaps such isolation from other heavenly bodies may only increase Starscream's interest in Wayne himself.

[nexus-nebulae]

love watching new media and knowing that if i had watched this as a teenager i would be the least normal person on the planet about it

[finn-ickymentalstability]

This is simply a song about having plans be cancelled. I promise. I swear. See? Shit it’s about that one person again isn’t it. *exasperated sigh*

you ever accidentally create a recurring theme in your writing. you start putting together an outline for something you’ve never written before and get partway through planning, rearrange the pieces, and go “GODDAMMIT THIS IS ABOUT GRIEF AGAIN”? because let me tell you,

[ustwoforsaken]

i thought of a really good superpower to give ben, but im not sure if that would take away from his character/message? because what im thinking right now is that hes completely powerless, just an average human, who makes tools and gadgets that leave him on the same level as his superpowered peers.

but also. the power i came up for him is really fucking cool and has its own potential for so much depth and angst. it also brings the general mood of the comic way down? which i like. that was something i was going for.

when he dies, the person closest in physical proximity to him dies-- and he is revived as a result. a life for a life. their life, for his. they also experience rapid decomposition and have superrrr fucked up corpses btw

(further elaboration below the cut)

there is this selfish, starving piece of his soul that is never satisfied. he might actually be cursed now that i think about it. its what brings him back, time and time again. at the cost of someone elses life. mangled and bloody and broken, he comes to with a scream on his lips, covered in someone elses blood. isnt that a kind of birth?

this is why hes so determined to throw his safety down again and again. its why he hits harder and pushes further, because maybe, just maybe if he can save enough people, save enough lives, he can begin to repent for what hes taken.

his first breath was a breath that he had stolen from his mother. born premature, with so many complications-- he was not meant to survive it. but he did. and his mother didnt. that kind of set the precedent for the rest of his life.

he used to go to church as a child. his father wasnt particularly religious, but they went because there was free food. ben, i think, is agnostic. still, though. the imagery depicted there-- it stuck with him. in the worst way possible. hes been permanently guilty since the age of five years old.

thinking about him in the confessional...

no this is so fucked up seriously. the kindest, most selfless person you know has the literal fucking devil inside them.