#seems like mine tbh :v

[ramikotorchwick]

happiness, dueling, heathen gods (I think those 2 are just one together) So, uh... I'll feel happiness dueling with Athena? I figured it out, I'll become a zodiac cavalier!!

Witchcraft, Wisdom, Death...

[risingsunresistance]

my bag may not be as ✨aesthetic✨ as some people's but IDC IM HAVING SO MUCH FUN!!!!!!! all my little things on display yayyyyy

wouldnt be complete without my "nether star" on the side :3c

[pricklypanda]

I just love that the styling/costuming notes for shima in miu404 were just “hoshino gen whore era” like that’s so funny hdjfnfgdjgm

[quietlyblooms]

a possessive kiss that is meant to stake a claim .

kiss & tell | oooh @ofurizen wants chiyo soooo bad ≖‿≖

" 'm sorry i didn't listen. "

the words are tired and spoken between rasped breaths as chiyo holsters her pistols. her arms and legs feel like jello -- a side effect of nearly meeting her end at the gruesome hands of a hulking demon. but there isn't a drop of concern for herself in the pools of brown gazing at v. it's all for him. she'd watched as the creature trampled over shadow, barreling towards the man with such ferocity, and as griffon snatched v out of harm's way, chiyo fired without a second thought. her onslaught drew the demon's attention to her, as she wished, but she didn't have an avian companion to save her from being squashed.

she didn't need one. a well-placed bullet ( read: lucky shot ) sent the demon tumbling to the ground, giving nightmare enough time to manifest and v to finish the job. and thank god.

as v's hair turns from white to black again, chiyo worries she's made him angry. at the very least, she expects to be reprimanded after her reckless display. she's only human. a fragile thing like her shouldn't take risks that aren't in her favor, particularly when she was told to stay back.

green eyes finally meet her own, and chiyo shifts uncomfortably beneath the intensity of v's stare. the need to justify her actions rises in her chest, forces words out that aren't as careful as they typically might be. she cares too deeply to hide it very well anymore. " but that thing wasn't gonna give you a break. i couldn't just stand there. what if you got hurt? " the distance between them is rapidly closing with v's long strides. like she always has, chiyo stands her ground and does not move, brow furrowing and mouth twisting into a frown.

but it is not an argument that v wants. he enters her space not to intimidate her but to pull her closer, eliciting a gasp as his gloved hand grasps her jaw and arm wraps around her. he wants her. the realization winds chiyo, steals the breath from her lungs seconds before v has the chance to, and it's almost embarrassing how easily she melts and molds into his touch then, how readily she stands on her tiptoes so that he doesn't have to bend down quite so far. if he wants her, he'll have her.

his kiss is a hungry, greedy thing, and chiyo is nothing but willing to feed it. he need not tilt her head for a better angle because she does it for him, presses closer without the encouragement of a tighter embrace, though she does relish in it. he need not be insistent for she wants him, too; he must understand that when she is so eager to surrender to his touch. take what you want, her body sighs. one hand slides up tattooed skin to rest delicately at the base of v's throat while the other tangles itself in dark strands and doesn't let go. her mind grows fuzzy, unable to think clearly even as their lips part for air, and chiyo meets v's gaze with half-lidded eyes. she feels the rise and fall of his chest, wonders if his heart beats as fast as hers does.

yours. all yours, her eyes seem to say as she takes hold of the hand that held her jaw and turns her head to press a kiss to his thumb, tilt her face into his palm. a smile tugs at her mouth, bashful and teasing all at once.

" maybe i'm not so sorry. "

[izzy-b-hands]

I really wish blocking someone meant their stuff wouldn’t wind up on your dash at all. Like I understand why it doesn’t, but. still.

Actually, I just need to get better abt checking source urls before I reblog. I try to be mindful, but now and again I Forget and have only myself to blame lmao

[sinsofsummers]

cupcake

1.9k | teacher!logan x fem!student!reader

(gif not mine!!)

summary: logan eats you for lunch. warnings: porn! teacher!logan and student!reader, so a bit of a taboo age gap, but an established situationship. oral (f receiving), desperate logan—like he is A LEWSER, p in v, creampie because he doesn’t last long (because he’s a whore), logan is a slut for ur releases mixed together, sub!logan tbh, let me know if i miss any! note: wow. sorry. this was also supposed to be a night of writing a longer fic. but i think this is my brand! short and sweet and salacious little things! enjoy, my loves! also i'm tagging @cavillscurls , @bren-lee-bear0404 , @ieatgoldfishy and @hughverine for this one cause...it just seemed like u guys were extra eager for it hehehe!

You can sense him behind you as you make your way down the corridor, heading for your room. You’ve just gotten out of an exam, and as the relaxation-lover you are, you’re thinking of one thing and one thing only—your bed, and curling up in it.

But just like Logan can sense you at all times, you’re no stranger to the feeling of being under his watchful gaze. It’s a heady feeling, and even though you can’t see him, you know that if you turn around he’ll be just a few paces behind you. 

And maybe you shouldn’t have gotten under your history teacher in an attempt to get over him, but by now it’s far too late. Logan has all but ruined everyone for you, anyway, a fact that you’re sure he would put on a billboard if you’d let him.

You put your head down and pretend to ignore the sound of his footsteps getting faster. 

You smirk. Thankfully the hallway is empty, or you’d have to answer for why your history teacher is chasing you down. 

He’s not exactly discreet; or at least, not when you’re in the same room as him. Whether it’s his intense brown eyes staring you down like a challenge, or his hands somehow finding their way to your shoulders, or your hands, trying to look innocent enough…you’re pretty sure Logan’s made it obvious. 

“Hey.”

There he is.

You pause, about to turn the corner, but he swings a hand around your arm and makes you whirl around to face him. His eyes are hard, but there’s a spark of mischief that has you flashing a tight-lipped smirk back in his face, blinking slowly. 

“Yes, Professor?” you cross your arms, holding the textbooks in your hands to your chest. “Did I miss an assignment?”

Logan’s mouth twitches into an amused grin, and he tilts his head. “C’mere,” he says gently, and tugs you toward the nearest classroom—his own. 

You’ve had your fair share of classes here, but you blush as he closes the door and sidles up behind you, his broad, heavy chest pressing against your back. 

“Where’ve you been, sugar?” His voice is smooth, low, and reeks of sex. You know exactly why you’re here.

Your throat goes dry, but you swallow and turn around, taking a step back. With a wink, you keep your hands clutched to your textbook. “I’ve been working.” 

You’re goading him. “If you hadn’t noticed, I still need to study for my exams,” you say nonchalantly, and watch as he confidently strides forward, following you up to the front of the room. 

In no time at all, his desk hits the backs of your thighs, stopping you from your retreat. Logan’s only a step away from you and capitalizes on it. You’ve got no room to squirm away; he towers over you and puts his hands on his desk, trapping you there.

“Time for a break, I think,” he hums, nipping at your jaw when you chuckle and turn away from his attempt to kiss you. “You’ve been working that brain so hard,” he continues, tugging the textbook out of your hands and tossing it to the floor with a heavy thud. “I’ve been waiting for you all day.”

You roll your eyes, but you’re still pleased at the admission. You take it upon yourself to hop up on the desk, though it doesn’t give you much more leverage; he’s still got the upper…everything. “Oh, you have?” 

Logan lifts a hand to cup your jaw and neck, bringing your face closer to him. His hand is rough but the guidance of his touch is gentle, and he rests his forehead against yours. His next words are a whisper. “I have,” he nods. “You look so sweet, sugar. Can’t you just take a break?”

Your stomach turns in a familiar knot, and your thighs tense. It’s not that you haven’t fooled around on his desk before. But you really do have exams to study for.

“I know,” you sigh, turning to press a series of kisses to his beard. “I know, I want to be done, too. But I—”

“Then be done,” he whispers, his other hand landing on your thigh. “You’ll pass all your exams, bub, you know you will. Such a smart girl,” he says as his hand creeps toward the inside of your leg. “Why don’t you let me do something for you, smart girl?”

You squeeze your eyes shut and bite the inside of your cheek, but it does nothing to hide your smile. “Logan,” you whine, trying your best to sound exasperated. “I can’t just drop my panties for you everytime you want.”

His hand has wandered to the waistline of your shorts; an elastic band is all that bars him from your thin panties. 

“Of course,” he says, and then his eyes dart down to the crux of your legs as he hooks a finger in your waistband, tugging it away from your body. “But you sure do leave them sopping wet, don’t you?” He cocks an eyebrow at you, his tongue darting out to wet his lips.

Well, if they weren’t before, they are now.

Your jaw drops open an inch, and for a moment you don’t know what to say.

Another finger hooks into your waistband, and he swipes his fingertips across your lower stomach, not daring to go any further until you give him the go ahead. “Please, sugar,” he whispers, and his voice shakes as he tilts your head up, holding his lips just an inch from your own. 

“I’ll be quick. I won’t even tease, baby,” he says, his hot breath fanning over your face, that delicious hint of tobacco making you flutter your eyes closed.

“Logan…” you try again, but he ducks his head into your neck and whimpers. Whimpers. 

“I’ll be good and quick, bub,” he says again. “Just let me taste you. I won’t ask for anything else, I swear.”

“Yeah right,” you say breathlessly, your composure slipping. “You always want more.”

“Can’t help it,” he breathes heavily, and his hand clenches your shorts in a fist. “M’gonna go insane if I can’t taste you, cupcake.”

You’ve never seen him this desperate, this much of a loser for your pussy, that you choke out a sigh and push his hand down your stomach. His eyes go wide and his mouth stutters as his fingers reach your mound, shoulders shuddering at the velvety smooth touch of your core. 

“Fine,” you say quietly, a smile growing on your face. “But just for a minute.”

“Minute’s all I need, sugar.” Logan doesn’t waste his time, molding his lips to yours with a deep groan that borders on the side of a growl, something that ignites a fire in your gut. 

In a flash, he’s practically torn your shorts from your body and he’s getting on his knees, eyes flitting up to yours as he leans into your core. The flush of cool air on your lower half is almost relieving. 

He pauses, closing his eyes right as he’s about to dive in. And he sucks in a breath through his nose, inhaling the scent of your arousal. It’s like a fucking ritual for him. Like a monk bent to pray, he worships the source of your sweetness.

You shake your head, carding your fingers through his hair. “You’re such a freak,” you breathe, but the humor leaves your voice as he darts his tongue out to flick your clit. 

And with your hands in his hair, he growls into your pussy and laps at it like a starving man, swirling circles around your clit and wasting no time before his fingers are teasing your entrance. 

“God,” you gasp, squeezing your thighs around his head. 

He lifts his head, and you wish you could take a picture of how fucking desperate he looks, with his beard already glistening with your wetness and his eyes wide as a puppy’s. “Not God,” he huffs, a ghost of a smirk on his lips. “Just me, bub.”

“Shut the fuck up and make me come,” you sigh, tilting your head back and letting out a soft giggle. “Your minute’s almost up.”

Of course, you don’t have any plans on cutting him off. Once he gets his tongue on your core, you won’t be satisfied until he’s filling you to the brim. 

He moans with every drop that slips out of you and lands on his tongue, which only makes your pussy weep more for him. “Come on, baby,” he says into you, his fingers slipping inside you and stretching you deliciously over his thick digits. “Come on daddy’s face.”

He has the gall to ask you to call him daddy? When he just spent the last ten minutes begging to get on his knees for you?

You almost laugh, but then his fingers curl inside you. He’s hitting that one spongy spot that has you arching your back, your eyes rolling back and your hand pressing down on his head, holding him to your core as you ride out your release. “Fuck, Logan,” you whine, rolling your hips into his mouth to make the ecstasy last longer.

He pulls away from you, and you can’t even lift your head before you hear the clink of his belt hitting the floor. His face comes into view, and then his tip is sliding against your slit, throwing you into a frenzy as your legs shake at the sensitivity. 

“I’m sorry, sugar,” he says, voice hoarse as he circles your clit with his angry, leaking tip. “I’m close already, I just wanna…”

“You wanna fill me up,” you finish breathlessly, head resting against his desk.

“Yes,” he whimpers, and you swear you could come again at the sound of it. “Please, cupcake.”

You nod, a string of yes please falling from your lips. And not a moment later, he’s shoving himself inside, and suddenly you realize how empty you’d felt all day before this moment, before his thick cock was making room for itself in your body. 

He doesn’t look like he’ll last long enough to give you another orgasm, but you don’t really care; he looks so fucking pretty like this that it’ll be enough to fuel an entire night of play when you’re on your own.

With a guttural groan and a few uneven thrusts, Logan bursts. The swing sound of metal claws unsheathing themselves is like a drug as he empties himself inside of you. “I’m sorry, cupcake,” he shudders, laying himself over you on the desk. “M’sorry I couldn’t—”

“It’s okay,” you wrap an arm around his shoulders, savoring the feeling of his dick still pulsing inside you. “I like it when you’re so…”

You trail off. Nothing can quite describe the essence of Logan when he’s begging to eat you out. But there’s something so undeniably filthy about someone like Logan—your rugged, perfect Professor Logan—shedding his grumpy exterior for a taste of you.

The two of you lay there for a few more moments before he straightens, pulling you to a sitting position. He slowly pulls out, catching his seed and pushing it gently back inside you as best he can. 

You hum at the sight, and finally stand, pulling your wrecked shorts back onto your hips. “How are you gonna explain that?” You point at the small puddle of your releases, mixed together.

His hair is still messy, his fingers still shining with your arousal, but he winks. Claws retracted, he swipes a finger through the mess and puts it to his lips, drinking down the result of your pleasure. 

“Frosting,” he grins, and the return of the cocksure professor you know so well has returned. He presses a kiss to your temple and whispers in your ear. “From the sweetest of cupcakes.”

[zzbubblegumbitchzz]

straight filth without p in v tbh

cw: possessive!quinn, in my head this is also roommate!quinn

okay hear me out, a no nut november challenge with Quinn. winner gets whatever they want for 48 hours. Quinn’s determined to win, he’s determined to spend those 48 hours officially making you his. but Quinn’s all "it's unfair that you can hide being turned on so well" and you're all smug like "get bent" and it was like a light bulb moment for him. "ya know how we have that party tomorrow? why don't you wear a skirt, that way when i want, i can check and see how turned on you really are."

so let's jump to the party, Quinn talking with his teammates minding his business when he sees you laughing a little too hard at something Jack said. so he's like okay, we're upping the antics. he'd make his way over the the bar area where he saw you and Jack and join the conversation. the lights are pretty low, so people can't really see how dangerously low his hand really is on your back side. he's just gripping your ass just hard enough to keep you from being too focused on the conversation.

"you won't look at me baby, why's that?" and you'd just groan at Quinn. you’re not used to Quinn acting so “hands on” with you in public. he’s been all, “you’re mine in the comfort of our home” kinda guy. plus it's november and you’re determined to win this stupid deal. those 48 hours could really change your life and you need that. Quinn pulls you from all your thoughts. "meet me in the bathroom bub, think it’s time for a check.”

Quinn’s waiting by the sink when you finally show up in the bathroom. "took you a second. what were you doing?”

“Jack came and started talking again, that’s all.” your voice so quiet.

suddenly feeling small, you’re quick to move in front of him, head looking down. knowing you can’t trust yourself when he’s in a stupid black button up. a soft gasp leaves your throat when you felt his hand on your shoulder turning you around. "what's got you so shy? you can see mine, let me see yours." he heard a whimper fall from your mouth with a quiet okay. “step forward baby, hands on the counter. want you to watch me in that mirror, alright?”

his hands took time to move down your body. almost like he wanted this to take a second, like he wanted you to beg for him.

he’s pushing your thighs further apart, hand now resting against the small piece of fabric covering your core. “look at that, seems like you can’t hide much now huh? bet that’s why everyone wanted to talk to you. they could just tell how easy they could slip in. too bad for them huh? only one in this building that gets to feel you is me.”

"Quinny.." you whine out, only to hear him chuckle behind you. running his finger down your center, and adding slight pressure when he finds your bundle of nerves. smiling down at your hips twitching around.

"don't you think this checked enough?" you ask all dopey and he murmurs, "just a second baby, one more thing." and pulls your panties to the side spreading your folds again and letting his thick finger set over where you're leaking, just so he can smirk down as your cunt clenches around nothing and he can hear your breath hitch, and a quiet moan leave your throat. just for him to drop his hands and lean back. "ready to give up yet? i think your cunts crying for me"

[knight-a3]

Heavenbound AU

Masterpost

Vagatha "Vaggie"

I wanted to emphasize Vaggie's moth features. A friend of mine, who is a fan of the show, didn't realize that she was supposed to be a moth. When I showed her my designs, she noticed the moth themes right away. I had to explain that Vaggie was originally a moth, and that it wasn't something I came up with.

More notes under the cut

I know she says her name isn't Vagatha. But... I don't vibe with the sexual connotations. I'm too ace for it. So I'm ignoring that. I came up with a whole complicated justification for her name, but I'll get into that later.

Uniform:

Her main outfit is her hotel uniform. She and Charlie are the only staff members who bother to wear it. Alastor and Husk are never going to, and Niffty simply doesn't care.

Hair and eyes: Her hair has a more obvious moth wing pattern. Her bow is antenna instead. And she has moth fluff on her neck, wrists, and ankles. Which serves as a slight nod to one of her older design. Her short hair is also a nod to it. I never liked the floating X over her face, so I put an eyespot in her hair instead, which is always cut in half by a part. The X is exclusively on her eyepatch instead, which isn't going to be visible most of the time. And she needed a scar to go with it, which also isn't visible most of the time.

Casual:

Basically what she would've been wearing in the pilot. I just wanted to put her in an outfit that shows what she would choose to wear. I wanted to lean into the pastel colors she used to have, but also use purple instead of pink, since she seems to be associated with purple for some reason.

Battle Outfit and Wings:

I wanted her restored wings to be moth wings, rather than typical angel wings. After she regains her wings, her hair can turn into them. It leaves her with short hair, partly so I didn't have to worry about hair and wings at the same time. I primarily based her on the Condalia Silk Moth. I wanted to simplify her battle outfit slightly. I stuck with colors that were already in her palette, instead of choosing anything new. For simplicity.

Exorcist Angel:

Because I wanted the angels in general to look more human, I had to apply it to the exorcists too. Not that there was much alteration needed. But I needed a sense of consistency. I didn't like the look of the exorcists in canon. They looked too demonic with their outfits, and it didn't vibe with their self-righteous attitudes. So I chose a crusader theme instead. It felt more appropriate. The wings can "turn on and off" at will. Vaggie did it in canon after getting her wings back, so I don't see why the same can't apply to other angels. I designed the halo in a very specific way, which I'll probably get into on it's own post. It ties into how I'm reimagining the angelic hierarchy.

I think the canon lore is that the exorcists were created and named by Adam. But I don't vibe with it. I'm thinking that they were humans that either died doing something noble, or had a particular desire to fight against depravity. Consequently, they won't all be female anymore.

Human:

I wanted to base her outfit on an earlier design, and this is loosely based on a couple of her pilot design's alternate outfits. It also gives me some slightly Colombian vibes. Her hair shape is inspired by the shape of her hair in the show. Vaggie as a human name just wouldn't work. So I came up with some convoluted explanation as to why her name would evolve the way it did.

Regina "Gina" Agatha Valdez. Daughter of a Salvadorian immigrant. She wasn't interested in men, so bullies would call her "Virginia." It was a play on her name. Gina was her nickname, and placing her last initial in front would make it V. Gina. The more crass bullies called her the obvious. She died saving a child, but I haven't thought of specifics. Afterwards, she was recruited into the exorcist army. She fell because she spared a child-looking demon(probably wasn't actually a child, tbh). Once she fell, she became a demon, and her appearance changed to reflect it. She may be a fallen angel, but she's not technically an angel anymore. She's a sinner like the rest. Even if her sin wasn't really a sin. Lute cursed her to it. She didn't want to go by her old name anymore, so she went by her middle name, with her last initial in front. V. Agatha. Vagatha.

Some of the designs, besides canon, that I referenced:

(Jan 18, 2025- Changed ethnicity from Columbian to Salvadorian, that was a simple mixup on my part.)

[gogandmagog]

Anne of the Island by L.M. Montgomery

full disclosure that I am about to be 0% better than Charlie Sloane^

Anne of the Island, Chapter Two!

I love this chapterrrr. A.V.I.S. is a big shining crown that sits atop the head of the early Anne books for me, and this little farewell party is bittersweet! More so than just at face value, because while it is farewell to Anne and Gilbert, I think it’s in the opening of the next book that we hear that the Villiage Improvement Society basically dissolves hereafter. So really, it’s farewell, full stop. ☹️(Also, and to do with exactly nothing, whenever I think of A.V.I.S., I remember this one time that my mom, trying to recall this part of the book, was like, “you know… the Avonlea Home Owners Association.”) I’m probably just disproportionately sentimental about A.V.I.S., but in a tiny rootlet way, it was the first physical fruition of Anne’s self-sworn ‘purpose’ in life, to “add some beauty […]” too. And that so many other Avonlea youths were willing to pitch in, work together, and be of service to their community? What an achievement. RIP to this great idea.

Of course, an even bigger achievement might be if Josie Pye could actually manage to say something nice rather than making snide-asides, but I guess, in the face of millions of transitions, at least there is comfort in knowing that Avonlea can count on this one thing to never change?? /derogatory

Btw Billy Andrews cracks me up, just his sitting back and watching Anne, also makes me smile v stupidly too. I guess because he’s never even once mentioned as participating in A.V.I.S. – nor is he once mentioned at all in Anne of Avonlea – so it seems to me quite possible that he literally came to the farewell party for the sole purpose of doing exactly what he’s doing… courting Anne from so far away that she has no idea it’s even happening. Modern Billy would probably think the ‘friend zone’ was a pizza and laser tag park. It’s also extra funny to remember that Billy is basically the Avonlea equivalent of a Super Senior. He’s just enough ‘older’ than the rest of the crew here for it to be slightly noticeable and a fraction weird. Going backward to Anne of Green Gables, when Anne gives her recital at the White Sands Hotel, Billy ‘insists’ that Anne sit next to him on the buggy ride back [and during which she was probably fifteen], and the narrative tells us that Billy is already over twenty! He’s about 24 here.

Thinking of Anne and Gilbert sharing dinner plates on the “moonlit verandah” makes me want to pinch their cheeks, and Gilbert again making the mistake of saying something sweet… only for Anne to allow Charlie to walk her home instead, naturally brought me to this discussion from the Blythes are Quoted, which provides all the confirmation necessary on what most readers probably already guessed Gilbert’s feelings on the matter were (and also mine tbh, I’m Susan):

Anyway, poor Anne, in this next bit! Learning a difficult lesson. Sometimes, no matter how much you might respect or like an individual, and no matter how much they might like and respect you in return, if you uncover differences in core beliefs or present an alternative to another person's ideas, there might be some sting in your interactions, when it comes up! It’s actually genius how Maud is able to present and then refute these ideas in this book, because just for instance, while it’s suggested to Anne that girls go to college only to find men to marry… well, then here comes Phil, in all her desirability, doing the reverse... going to college to deliberately stall marriage.

“Spiteful old cats.” But Gilbert’s right too… Anne really is a bit of a pioneer by attending college, since she's the first girl in her community to do so. P.E.I. was undergoing significant changes during this exact pocket of time, and the Island's economy, which was obviously once primarily focused on farming, and agriculture as a means of occupation and lifestyle… was diversifying and expanding massively. Society itself was evolving along with it, and the focus from homesteading with families with oodles of kids (to manage these farms yk, and here is where I would like to point down the road to Anne of Ingleside and Christine Stuart-Dawson, who was absolutely making thinly veiled + rude classist remarks on this exact subject, to Anne and Gilbert, by repeatedly exclaiming over the large number of their kids, “What a family!”) was declining, as like… all that machinery and shipping alleviating/economising the brunt of the work. Focus shifted to a greater quality of life, and to higher education for children, expanding to include women, and allowing them to pursue careers and support themselves outside of the once singular tradwife possibility. That must have felt like an attack on traditional values to women like Eben Wright, and Mrs. Jasper-Bell, and etc. Totally unfortunate of course, but for all that, I do like how it all looks on Gilbert, who is in peak form, and demonstrating what will become his regular habit of forward-thinking and support of gender equality. Something which will set Gilbert apart from a great many other men (and women), even fifteen years into the future, when it’s commented on in the Four Winds community: (excerpt supplied from the Blythes are Quoted)

My man. 🫡

Anne and Gilbert secreting away to find the “something” Gilbert is looking for brings me to a couple stray thoughts… first, that Gilbert saying, “Sit down Anne—it will serve for a woodland throne…” has always implied to me that this, or a similar situation, was the real origin story behind the nickname ‘Queen Anne.’ This boy’s propensity to nickname anything/anyone is a very dear trait to me lmao. Second, that this makes it crystal clear that there are some spots to Avonlea still unknown to Anne, despite her years of wandering. Gilbert can make her home brand new to her again. Cute that he/the boys have their own haunts and trails, as much as girls have theirs.

The apple treeeee. The apple tree. Besides yes, just being suggestive, it is also totally suggestive of Anne and Gilbert’s relationship. And I’m very grateful to @no-where-new-hero for THIS post, because it’s a perfect summery of what I was struggling to articulate in such a precise way, because I’ll tell you, if there’s one thing I’m good at, it’s definitely run-on sentences and focusing on so much superfluous information (like Charlie fr), that I easily confuse people. 😅 Also, thanks to @pinkenamelheart and @those-things-we-said for uncovering THIS dusty and ancient post, on the same subject, with only minor differences, which I had forgotten about entirely! (I’m lately bimbo-ifying myself with paint solvents.)

[enden-k]

So, on the off chance that it was a possible experience for SaranVika to have kids (maybe in the "nothing goes to shit like in canon and reverse?") What would their parenting style be. I was doomscrolling earlier and found this song "En otra vida" and thought of them. IT HURT SO MUCH

Would they have more than one child? Would they prefer adopting them from babies or older? If we talked about them as fem, which one of them (if they even want it) would prefer carrying? Who would the kids take after the most? Would they tend to mimic Saran's "I'm about to cause so much chaos" smirk or Vika's softer smile?? WHO WOULD BE MORE ATTACHED TO THE KIDS. BEST AT EXPLAINING MATH WHEN THE KIDDOS HAVE HOMEWORK

The AU where they both grow as normal(ish) people kills me. It's their chance at having all those experiences their situation in canon stole from them. En otra vida, indeed

(On the topic, since the last time it was answered only for OG. What would they be saving each other as in their contacts lmao. Would they put the other as a lockscreen? At least Vika seems to have a tendency for taking pics of Saran so if he did I wouldn't be surprised lol)

-🦜

omg i love this ask, idk why but thinking abt them having kids gives me sm happiness idk akjcbk

they def would have more than one, if it went sarans way they would have tons of kids AHHAHA prolly 3 or 4

theyre both cis so if it went that way adoption is obv the only choice. however i usually avoid adoptions in my stories etc (i know not every adoptive family/every adoption was as bad as mine was but i still dont wanna write/draw abt adoptions etc)

making a character trans (but no bottom surgery etc) solely for the reason to make them pregnant goes without saying how much bs it is and i dont rlly wanna make a fem version just for this either. thats why (among other reasons ofc) i like omegaverse tbh (i know i know its not everyones thing) so yea, if i would make an AU where theyre becoming parents and live a blissful happy life together it prolly would be a/b/o.....already getting ideas to draw etc for that waaa i cant help but like a/b/o stuff akjbcjk

i think their kids will be a good mix of them both; one takes more after saran, the other more after vika, the third is a balance of both.....they all cling a lot to vika tho so yes they all have his clinginess/physical affection LMAO. they have vikas soft gentle smile but they also all mimic sarans smile. like. his kind of "teeheehee" smile where you know hes either planning smth or doing smth and playing innocent

imagine three little saranvika babies smiling widely and staring blankly at you jkbkjbjk yea they absolutely did smth (theyre always angels around vika tho)

both vika and saran are rlly attached to their kids; saran is so attached hes prolly the one who even sheds a few tears when they go to school for the first time, worried once theyre out of his sight akjbcs

vika is not v good at school works and likes to leave these matters to saran. saran is rlly good at math and science stuff etcetc (he did study medicine in og and, in the AUs, became a doctor like he always wanted) so he makes sure to help their kids w that and explain everything as simple and patient as possible

vika is def very soft and loving; he spends sm time w them, plays w them, goes outside w them, etc. if theres smth they are not allowed to do etc he explains patiently. he puts all his love and patience into raising them

saran is as loving as vika ofc but a bit stricter than him (not as strict as his own dad; hes a good and needed kind of strict); def plays w them too and often gets tackled by the little rascals and climbed all over. their kids get their kisses and hugs from vika w the cutest faces and then cannonball right into saran w a battle cry and kill him right on the spot

as for how they would save each other in their contacts.....saran would save himself in vikas phone with his first name and a bunch of different heart emojis LMAO (he doesnt put a pet name in there bc vika usually doesnt use those since it flusters him a lot); vika is saved as some cheesy pet name in sarans phone

yea vika likes to take pics of saran (in og he tried too but since saran is a ghost, his face is always blurry), always when hes looking funny (like when he has bad case of bed hair) or silly, its endearing to him. he would def have a pic of them together as lockscreen. saran would have either vika when hes sleeping or just waking up; he adores how soft and peaceful he looks and sometimes vika smiles in his sleep

[p0rk-guts]

waitt but what's different about your ocified velvette... i like her a little but find myself wanting more substance from her in canon tbh

TEEHEE WHAT A GOOD QUESTION I TOTALLY DIDN'T SET PPL UP TO ASK ME!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Okay sew me and @ajistorpid were talking and they inspired a good chunk of my ideas so you can blame them for feeding my sick delusions.

Read more just like last time bc I talk too much sorry but there's art in there too oooo you should look u should read my ramblings

As far as I know, Velvette has no canon age at death, cause of death, or death date so based on what we know we just crafted our own headcanons. AJ proposed she might've had parents who ran one of those family vlog channels with her as the face of it, becoming a child influencer under her parents' control. I was thinking she could've been a child model- yk like. dance moms or something. Idk I don't remember what was happening on that show— anyways. Yea

Either way she grew up constantly controled and perfection was her standard. All of her outside thoughts and feelings and interests and opinions were constantly dismissed in favor of what made her more marketable. She never did get that popular in life tho, and her mentors always shamed and blamed her for it.

Idk if this is canon or not, but the idea of the sinners designs reflecting their vices or things they regreted or hated in life is an untapped gold mine to me so that could explain where Velvette's supposed doll and clown themes come from. Became a toy dressed up and paraded around for the entertainment of others + joke never taken seriously. She'd hate that

(As for how that ties into my redesign…. me and AJ were thinking she could be a vampire doll, but I'm not sure IDK I wanna sketch that out and see what it's giving)

In hell she easilly fell back into this warped facsimile of her old life bc it was all she knew. "she feels some form of pseudo control and enjoyment because she has no one pulling her strings now" (<-AJ) SHE'S running things!!! Who's the puppet now!!!!!!

Then THAT had me thinking too because now that I think about it. Why Is she the backbone of the V's?? She's like. An undergrad student in my mind at the MOST and Vox and Val are two men pushing 40 I'm sure. I think a big part of it is the fact that those two are almost complete and utter buffoons who let their emotions cloud their actions constantly, Valentino most obviously but even tho Vox seems more composed like when he's talking Val down from his outburst and when he was talking to the press, we can still see he's a total mess—especially where Alastor is concerned. He lost it so bad during their duet HE SHORTED PENTAGRAM CITY'S POWER.

Now out of all the V's we've seen the least of Velvette (I'd call it what it is but yall gon get real mad at me), The most we really got out of her character was the overlord meeting (and despite her huge ego and unruly behavior she did end up speaking facts), so maybe she Is just as unstable as them in canon but canon is SHIT and this isn't about canon anymore. In my mind she's very much in charge of the back end of their work. Vox is obviously the head of the operation—or at least he seems like it to me—what with the tech company having his name and with him answering the interviews, but I think that's all he is. The figure head. Velvette is the brain behind it all. When Vox proposes new buisness endeavors off the cuff she's the one who goes back and makes sure they're getting handled properly because he doesn't really dig into the backend of how things happen. Vox goes to most of the conferences or whatever (Vel's too busy running her shows and serving cunt after all) but Vel follows up on what was learned.

(also yeah all that makes this very much an au of an au bc it'd take a lot of radical changes for the two of them to be friends I think. It's fun to imagine anyway)

Quoting AJ here bc I'm bad at paraphrasing and they said it well:

"And if we're going to make her sympathetic, (obviously not excusing her enabling a rapist) Val and Vox are grown ass men and she never got to experience the world outside a camera

Velvette is easily malleable with no real relationships!! Some victims tend to gravitate towards people who are similar to their abusers the only exception is that she feels like she has control this time"

THIS this. THIS! Okay uhh vague personal experience w/ abuse cw ig. skip this paragraph if you don't wanna hear it. But It kinda reminds me of my relationship with my parents- NOT THAT I SEE THEM AS TWO DADS AND A DAUGHTER I DO NOT BELIEVE IN THAT NOTION IN A POST PILOT WORLD If future content proves me wrong it proves me wrong but at this moment they're all equals in my mind (…and I hc them as poly BUT WE'LL GET THERE) but In my situation it's like. I hate my parents for the abuse they've caused me, my mom more than my dad bc she's satan incarnate, but there are still things I like about my dad and. Tolerate. About my mother. We still can talk cordialy and spend time together, have fun together even, and I show affection to them, but deep down I know I wanna cut my mom off later and maybe my dad too depending. Additionally my mom is completely Incompatent and pulls none of her weight so despite it all I've been forced to pick up the slack and become half the brains of this family. I do chores she should take care of. Handle money. Make important decisions about our health and safety she doesn't care about.

AAAny ways. This is so my version of Velvette. No I'm not projecting (I am). She pulls a big chunk of the weight around there (some of it being carried by Vox and virtually none by Val). She's very close with the two of them but isn't a fan of everything they do (Cares more for Vox than Val in my mind). Speaking of, she definitely isn't some saint now, she still makes the love potions and is Impassive to both Val and Vox's behavior, but part of that Is her just seeing it as part of the business. Shady practices and exploitation are par for the course in any business to her. She never truly grew out of the harmful mindsets ingrained into her by whoever her enabling caretakers were in life and they're still apparent in hell. (Maybe she even experienced some of the darker sides of exploitation in life but was groomed into thinking it was okay contributing to why she doesn't see Valentino's actions as heinous. Idk. thinking on it)

Circling back to my poly V's idea. Idk it just seems plausible to me. Vox and Val already have their whole thing going on, they all live together, and they all have nicknames for each other (Vox calling her my dear, Val calling her baby doll, Vel calling Vox darling). Ik that could just be their personalities and the pet names don't have to mean anything more but this is MY au and my word is gospel hope this helps. It just makes sense

I could go on and ON about the toxic insanity of the Poly V's in my mind— particularly between Vox and Valentino— but this is NOT their post so maybe next time. As for Velvette, I get the vibe that she'd be intimate with both of them and enjoy it but she's never the one to initiate anything. Sometimes they're all like this 🤞🏾 and others the boys are a complete turn off to her (main example being the difference in her attitude towards Vox in episode 3 vs episode 8). Her tolerance of them flips on a dime depending on how they're acting. She also prefers to be a casually entertained observer to VoxVal more often then not (ex. end of episode 8 imo)

Boys aside. My Velvette is still a social media influencer and she's all about advertising. advertising products (like the love potion), clothing looks, technology... Heck even herself. "You're nobody if you don't wear this or use this or look like this ^ - ^". Projecting on her even further by making her have a love/hate relationship with her profession aka the modeling aspect of it: she's always had a genuine love for fashion and dressing up but the internal pressure for perfection she's placed on herself makes it hard for her. She's very hard on her models and designers bc of this

Couldn't think of a segway for this but also WHAT HAPPENED TO VELVETTE WANTING TO FIGHT THE ANGELS??? The "full assault plan" against the angels??? And then when the fight actually came they were all just lounging around watching it go down like it was afternoon tv????? This isn't even a "we'll get to it in season 2" thing did they honest to god forget? Did that line not mean anything??

Well I didn't forget and it's pissed me off since my first rewatch of that meeting scene. Don't think we don't know how the V's got the angel head, but In my head Velvette was the one who initially proposed the idea for an assault against heaven and her insatiable need to feel respected and feared only spurred this plan on, incredible risk be damned.

It also felt weird to me that Velvette just. Let it go when Carmilla said the meeting was over. Just. "Oh ok! Plan cancelled no more attacking heaven ^ - ^ I'm gonna go scroll for the rest of the show!" Hu h. My au-ified Velvette would definitely fight her on it— if she thought killing angels would change the game and Carmilla held the secrets behind it she would pry! Blow up at her about it until she wasn't getting results and bitterly storming off with as much composure as she could muster. Not wanting to team up with Carmilla but find some way to use her for all she was worth and get her way in the end, use the power and resources the V's had to actually make a plan. Would it have worked without the Morningstars? Eh. Either way I'm sure she could delude herself into thinking they were the most powerful people in hell. Ugh I don't wanna make an au rewrite of the show and I that was never my plan so idk where that'd go but. Yea

ANYWAYS anyways. wow you made it to the end somehow! Here's your treat :3

Context u didn't ask for: Some days Velvette overwhelms herself with her own impossible expectations. Nothing she creates or puts out is good enough. She gets extra anxious about her following; nothing's happened to them, but what if they see the miniscule flaw in her latest clothing that she sees? What if she's no longer perfect? (Even worse in the vamp Velvette redesign of her bc she literally feeds off their attention and admiration)

She'll snap at everyone and disapprove of every look and then hole herself away somewhere where she crashes and is just. So. Tired. But she'll be out of it the next day, ready to keep the conveyor rolling.

[thornsent]

my partner and I are both multiply disabled (mental + physical, we rly won huh) trans queers and we RLY need help moving out!!! we are finally probably ACTUALLY close to getting a spot this time? I've had like 6 places either bail on me or deny me after weeks of stringing me along so who knows. I truly hope, it seems more promising than ever idk!!

vnmo alumirust pypl alumirust@gmail.com csh4pp doppelgougar

more lore below the cut V I am so sorry and I am So tired of this situation

we've been staying with a friend of mine for several months and things have spiraled to the point I'm not sure I consider this person a friend anymore tbh. we've both been trying to communicate our needs and abilities from the beginning but we r not listened to, constantly disregarded, and then told our breakdowns bc of this are disruptive. lol

we have a housing voucher that we've been trying to use all this time but it's been really hard to find a place bc we don't have rental history or any family to back us up financially so even with full down payment in hand we've been getting turned down a lot. my girlfriend's savings from when she was able to work are dwindling fast bc it's all we've had to live on and pay for app fees with (my care team is supposed to be helping w this but they've been negligent of me since I started working w them) and we don't have a lot of furniture we need, as well as needing to get basics like dish soap and laundry expenses etc bc we also haven't really been able to do our laundry here! ough!

so basically the money would go towards first month's rent (we already paid the deposit TwT) getting furniture and household stuff we need, a desperately-needed trip to the laundromat, and anything else like that which would come up! I'm also working on an amazon wishlist for the practical stuff we need, blessedly I still have my mop and broom as they were unaffected by the infestation but other things like my microwave were not spared... ALSO FUCK WE NEED SOME BOXES!! we're gonna hit up a liquor store today but idk we'll see!

[possibilistfanfiction]

climbing seems like a lot of fun, ive always wanted to try it

you should!! i have no idea where u are in the world obviously lol but if you have access to a climbing gym near you, most day passes are pretty cheap & if there are ropes you can usually sign up for a free intro lesson where you’ll learn basic safety & how to belay! there’s a bunch of v cool affinity groups as well, so those are worth looking into (queer climbers, bipoc climbers etc). bouldering is tbh not nearly as fun to me as ropes so i personally would recommend rope climbing, particularly bc as long as you follow the p easy safety checks, there’s very little risk in the gym, & relatively little risk outside (especially if you’re on top rope).

climbing is a lot of white men (😵‍💫🙄) at least where i am, & wayyyyy more young cishet white men bouldering than sport climbing. i’m p particular in choosing climbing partners bc u spend hours w them & they prevent you from falling to your death lmfao so. one of my goals in 2025 is to climb primarily w ppl whose politic aligns with mine in the big ways, so lots of queer ppl & poc & women! it’s been rly fun to make those connections!

anyway climbing is amazing. it’s such a cool way to learn about & be *in* your body, it’s endlessly challenging & failure is just how you learn! the flow state of thinking abt every single part of your body from the tips of your fingers to the tiny edges of your toes while also not thinking… incredible. & every level is interesting & fun; you get so strong even at less advanced levels. i started as a complete beginner & have enjoyed learning so much. ppl are v friendly & will help u with lots of stuff too. it can be expensive if u rly get into it but all u rly need is some shoes & chalk & a harness to get started, all of which u can rent :)

tldr climbing is the best. try it!!

[shiftylinguini]

hey it’s the anon that pointed out float being stolen and i’m so sorry other works of yours have been taken too, that’s so frustrating. i write too, and thankfully as far as i’m aware nobody’s stolen anything of mine, but i can imagine how upsetting it would be. i’m glad i could maybe help in some small way though. something about the setup felt off, like it belonged somewhere else/i’d seen it before and rang a bell somewhere. hopefully the moderation team is quick and you can get the rest of it taken down soon! <3

omg I love the fact that it rang a bell, like "hang on a minute, I've read someone accidentally piss on their roommate BEFORE". 😂😂😂

honestly tho, the first one was a bit laughably hilarious, but the Embers theft feels worse somehow lmao?? Like the effort they went to to reskin it to their ship (I've been screenshotting side by side comparisons) feels grosser. and only using the final chapter LMAO. and fix the damn spacing, do me a courtesy 😂

Genuine thanks for letting me know, i'm feeling v impressed with the drarry/F1 crossover and the people letting me know about this, that's actually a genuine silver lining here!! It seems like this person has form and was already on people's radars (both fics were reported already, because I can't submit another report) and they've done this to others :// hopefully they haven't nicked any other drarry peoples works but I find it hard to believe they would just do me (and a weird choice of fics tbh)

the takeaway seems to be that F1 RPF readers do not fuck with plagiarism

[dangerliesbeforeyou]

ok prepare for v sleepy tit thoughts lol (contains spoilers lol)

Ok so right off the bat the venue was utter shite... plymouth pavilions need to sort out their shit tbh i already mentioned how the line was INSANELY large & took probs like 35 mins to get thru which is ridiculous like not all the seats were even filled and yet they seemed so overwhelmed by the amount of people !? Like brother in my brother of sister daniel you fucking sold those tickets !?!?

2nd frustrating venue thing was they didn't allow u to bring water in & like yeh i should have checked before hand but like they wouldn't even let me bring in my empty bottle (thankfully loads of other people left theirs outside so I just put mine there) & there wasn't even like any obvious place to get a glass of water from (the whole venue was a fucking maze it was v confusing)

& cos of those 2 things I went into the show with a generally shitty mood (not helped by me being tired cos I did a lot of travelling & general stressing today)

Amd all of that to say that I'm ready to think that a lot of my immediate takeaway from the show was influenced (ha!) by this cos... guys I was sorta kinda disappointed? OK not rly disappointed that's too strong a term, but just like...idk... I can't think of any other term pfft

Like dont get me wrong it was super fun! I loved a lot of the segments (boxing one was brilliant lol, I wish the confessions one had gone on for longer just so we had more of the MAJESTY of sister Daniel (legit had a kinda holy experience seeing her irl ngl), role model/alternative versions of dnp was a rly fun bit too, loved the ending song ofc, Phil! Just phil being phil! Like words can't describe how legit amazing (ha!) That man is fr (Dan is great too of COURSE and his energy was SO good!), also in general the look of it was rly great! In general honestly I had a blast! So many funny moments (ohh special mention to the whole CUM CUM CUM thing I legit cried w/ laughter lol)

But I think some of my criticism are ... it didn't feel as coherent as a show as we're all doomed (which I saw live) or tatinof (which I have only seen in that vid where they reacted to it lol) (I'm less familiar w/ interactive introverts so maybe tit is more like that idk?) Like narrative wise it was all over the place lol? The initial doll segment was fun until it dragged a bit (felt kinda like the good place time knife meme like yehyeh the 2nd London apartment that was actually 2 we all know about that), some of the audience shouting out segments also felt a bit a bit repetitive (also as someone not in the bottom part of the theatre it wasn't as if they'd hear any of us so it felt redundant to try shouting... also also I don't like shouting lol)

I also think the emotional through line wasn't as strong as wad.. like I did love phil's lil solo part (tho the light was shining directly in my eyes so I could actually see him saying it pfft) & in general ofc loved thr message of community & how as much as I think for a lot of us dnp helped us through a lot of shit, we've helped them through a lot of shit (& sometimes caused the shit lol) like that is lovely & beautiful ofc

But idk... I think maybe the problem was I went expecting a lot more emotional stuff or maybe just like more of a narrative but like idrk if the whole terrible influence thing played that big a role in the general show... so it was mostly just fun & silly which is fine in itself but maybe I just set my expectations to the wrong setting lol???

Idk... I also yhink that maybe im just a different type of phan than a lot of the other people at the show and maybe not the specific phan it was catered for... I've never rly necessarily found that I connected specifically to the phandom community... like idk maybe I've always just kinda been on the edge of it ? Like I didn't even used to blog about them that much until the last few yrs ? Idk these are just rambling incoherent thoughts that make no sense honestly I just wish I'd gone with my sister... I think going to shows alone is fine but also it's always better to share it w/ someone... anyway im going w/ her to see lana in the summer so that should make up for this god this post is a mESS lol I hope no one is reading it

Oh and final nitpick: the pre show music wasn't as good as wad lol... like granted i mightve missed some stuff but there was a lot of rly weird music that I'd never heard before that all sounded rly new and tiktoky and like don't get me wrong I am a HUGE pop fan (obv lol i lovr kpop after all) but idk it didn't feel super dnp to me...like where was the muse? Did they play muse and I missed it? I did like that they played toxic tho lol classic)

I do also wanna apologise to the girl sitting next to me she probs thought I was an utter grouch lol it wasnt u it was me I'm just awkward and tired and pissed off and my data wasn't loading tumblr so I couldn't even distract myself lol..

(There was a Straight Boyfriend on my other side who spent a lot of the show with his arms crossed lol... he did laugh occasionally tho pfft)

But yeh all in all..... I hada good time! It was definitely worth seeing, they're both so good at performing and riffing with the audience & just funny and beautiful ofc like it was a total PLEASURe (phleasure) to see them in their element but I think my own expectations and shitty mood got in the way of me truly vibing with it as much as I had hoped...

[katyspersonal]

Can you make headcanons you have about Gundyr aka belated champion 🥺

Mine has always been how yknow, his prisoner chain is the ring of the embedded, and it says how the people wearing it become slaves of their own pleasure

So i think damn that man is freaky

Also the theory that ocelot= gundyr (ocelot was bred into being a champion, and gundyr's pus of man is also different from the others we see in game) just implies that gundyr is so ugly without his helm it made Gwynevere leave 🚬

Hey! Yeah I must admit that my Dark Souls loredigging is still a work in progress, especially considering in how many ways to connect the dots it offers! With ER and BB I always found a "more apparent" way to answer a lore question quickly, but as for DS trilogy I am soooo lost in opportunities fhhddffd So take most DS things I suggest as a 'draft'!

As for the chain detail: really good eye! It IS the same item!!!

You can certainly tell that it had some context change by the DS3 time! But I really think that using basically the same item is not coincidental! So think of this: why would those weak ass pathetic chains, with the links apparently small enough to be used as rings, hold back THIS guy? He is so huge and strong, so would not he be able to break them easily?

So the thing is.. he did. But it was a bit too late. In DS2 version this kind of chain did have connotation with "pleasure", or "temptations of flesh" like it was put in Key to the Embedded description, but it can mean variety of things. In the end, holding Gundyr back with this kind of chains likely made him not want to proceed with his duty (or what he believed it was, but I'll get to that later)! It was mental restrain more than physical making him limp, like being drunk, or a dream so comfortable and happy that you don't want to wake up from it. He broke them when he was able to overcome whatever brain fog and "temptation to stay" they inflicted on him. It was a willpower effort that he was eventually able to recollect, because from physical standpoint, again, these chains were nothing. Still very commendable that he broke through their effect; I think it is rare that anyone is able to do this!

Japanese original also says 古い王, so, ancient or old king more specifically! This is to nitpick that the emphasis here should be placed on how the mentioned king was relevant long time ago, rather than 'he was a king but not anymore'! It is about time passage. As for the helmet itself, I think it is the same as Marais Mask in ER: it depicts Gundyr's royal ancestor, not himself! As for why Gundyr was not included in my and @val-of-the-north's draft of the royal family across the games then....

BEFORE I CONTINUE My current idea is that he is not Ocelotte, but in fact, likely older than the twin princes! He might have been a generation older, or a collateral relative to the three children of Queen of Lothric! Also, without going on a tangent I want to specify that for now I do not think that Queen of Lothric IS Gwynevere! Gwynevere is mentioned in description in DS3 and mentioned by Yorshka, so refusal to namedrop her would be odd since her name is certainly not obscured! As for Queen of Lothric being connected with Gwynevere's item, same can be told about Rosaria who is not Gwynevere being connected with Gwynevere's miracles! Basically, I think Rosaria and Queen of Lothric are just descendants of Gwynevere! I am yet to decide the exact specifics but yeah.. Guess I have to write a whole character my darn self, but I don't mind fsdhfdh

That being said, I am not opposed to the idea that Gundyr might be 'hideous' under his helmet xD Whether it is result of corruption or just how he is! All appearances are valid! Just that it would be something special for him, not connection to Ocelotte 🤔

I am trying to double-check through Japanese script, and it seems to be more directly stated as 'the lenght/eternity of his mission was probably decided on from the beginning'! () (Tbh Japanese script being less vague IS the reason I can't loredig without these anymore) But regardless, yeah, I think whoever sent Gundyr to link the flame was setting him for the failure and a role of the judge! My current idea about it is that it was his own family that done him so dirty!

I think them being the variants of one another is not coincidental! Before Lords of Cinder, the method to link the fire was to nurture some randos into becoming strong champions, but it probably proven being ineffective! Heck, the Unkindled are those who failed to link the fire! They switched to "find some really powerful guys and burn them", but as they started to shy away from their duties (Melina shames Lothric for skill issue in the distance fdhfhds), the old practice with firekeepers and leveling-up randos became relevant again!

It was someone from the royal family. I consider maybe Queen of Lothric herself! She was like, 'hey Gundyr good news, Lothric refused to link the fire so now YOU can save the world :))))) HAHA TROLLED YOU LOOSER YOU ARE ACTUALLY NOW THE STEPPING STONE TO RESTARTING CHOSEN UNDEADS THING LMAO' ....okay I am trivializing hhfdsd But basically deceiving him, chaining him, letting him see the result of "his" failure and being stuck in the timeless dark until he is defeated for the first time was the plan to shape him into everything any "worthy" Unkindled would face and have to overcome! I have not decided if they really hated Gundyr so much they decided to throw him away like that or they saw his outstanding personality qualities and believed only he could do something so important out of twisted 'love'. That they chose him BECAUSE only he was in their eyes good enough to overcome all those traumas and become a perfect test. Leaning more towards the latter...

Okay, and I think not only he was deceived in this shit machiavellian way, but also someone else! Someone likely from within their walls too!

Not only Shrine Handmaid is strangely the only NPC still present in the 'dark' Firelink Shrine instead of being replaced by like, corresponding item, and not only she weirdly looks same as retired Firekeepers from Dark Souls 2 (!!!).. but ALSO she is notably blinded, whereas blinding the Firekeepers specifically became a thing in Dark Souls 3 time (!!!!!)

AND she strangely drops this item:

I think it is safe to assume that she is the person tasked to be a Firekeeper that never met her champion! Needless to mention that it is, after all, FROM Lothric Castle HOW you access the Untended Graves! Yes, what they promised to Gundyr was being a Lord of Cinder, not the leveled-up "chosen undead", so her own tragedy is connected with the state of 'dark' Firelink Shrine. And maybe with us the player. Gundyr went from Champion to Iudex after being bested "by an unknown warrior" and since WE fight him outside of time as a Champion, it is probably us who set him on this path. Same as how in Dark Souls 1's DLC area WE are the one who sealed the Abyss in the past. When it is not us, metanarratively, it is any other player xd

So yeah, the two characters are not connected as Firekeeper and the "chosen" warrior because it was simply not what was promised to Gundyr, but they are connected as part of the same plan to restart the old practice after the authorities took collective L with Lords of Cinder idea! (Though if Gundyr himself is of royal blood, it is a cute idea that maybe Handmaid was Gundyr's wet nurse in the past.. ;-; )

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So yeah, it is less headcanons post and more pinning down my interpretation post! I am very bad with headcanons actually as I don't have imagination hshdsd If I forgot something I want to hear it, like I said there is too much Soulsborne information and my brain is starting to fall apart from it! But yeah, I think Gundyr was a person of many virtues from the beginning, and unfortunately he was just good enough to be used like this. (also cunning Queen of Lothric character ftw lol)