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[llamaisllama777]

TSAMS THEORY: THEY'RE ALL THE SAME//TIMELOOP THEORY!

Okay, you read the title. This is probably the CRAZIEST theory I've come up with up, but please let me explain.

Okay, so in this episode of The Sun and Moon show

Dark Sun visits Foxy and is trying to help him solve his F.c. problem. This was when F.C. got that red box in his chest that absorbs negative star power, and Foxy had no idea what to do, and "Sun" shows up to offer him some support and help... ya, that's not Sun, as you can probably imagine it's Dark Sun. Dark Sun, if I remember correctly, is basically telling Foxy to get rid of the kid cause he's too dangerous, and off course, Foxy tells him no. Dark Sun make some interesting comments that got me thinking. Dark Sun kept asking hypothetical questions like: If you could go back in time and redo everything the exact same way... would you?

Kept asking time related hypotheticals, and even after 7 months, my mind does wander back to this episode and what Dark Sun said.

Someone in the comments of this video asked "Wait is Dark Sun implying they're all stuck in a timeloop and only he knows?" And that BLEW MY MIND!

It does explain a lot of things about Dark Sun

How he seems to know how everything is gonna play out

How confident he is

How smart he is

It's cause he's been through ALL this before.

He's seen it all before

He's experienced it all before

And he's learned from it all.

There is a VERY popular fan theory that Dark Sun is actually OUR Sun just from the future!

I do think that theory is true... but allow me to add to it.

DARK SUN IS SUN FROM A PREVIOUS TIMELINE

The theory is that every time THIS world ends, it gets reset (Kinda like Undertale), and everything happens all over again, maybe with one or two small differences, so it's not an exact copy but a close enough one. Dark Sun was a Sun who we know snapped and fought back against his Moon, killed him, and stole his intelligence... is what I would say if that was true. It was later revealed that Dark Sun lied about killing his Moon. We see his Moon barely alive in a cell where Ruin then puts him out of his misery. Ruin calls Dark Sun out on his lies, and Dark Sun just kinda brushes it off. He lied! He lied about killing his Moon! So, if he didn't get his intelligence, then where'd he get it? Dark Sun didn't steal it he gained it through experience. Dark Sun somehow found out he and his WHOLE WORLD IS TRAPPED IN A TIMELOOP! He probably freaked out about that for a while till he began to wonder if he could change the future, change his fate. So, he does. He becomes Dark Sun after many attempts and many timeloops and finally breaks free from the loop, but he realizes he's free, but the loop isn't over. It's still going. Just now, he's a watcher. He's on the outside looking in. He watches the loops play out over and over and over again, and it just keeps getting WORSE! Moon is still being an abusive butt to Sun, Sun still barely has anyone to support him, and they are still constantly messed with by people like Eclipse, BloodMoon, The Creator, The Astrals. It NEVER ends! Oh, sure, sometimes the loop is merciful. Maybe it gives Sun a new sibling to care for him or a new friend or heck, maybe even a kid... but it's still the same shtick! Sun even dies in some terrible ways in some of these loops! Or the siblings turn rouge and become evil. Dark Sun decided enough was enough and decided to try and break the loop once and for all, but in order to do so, he needs to intervene. He needs to start making things go his way. Pushing Nexus further to the dark side, putting things into place so Sun will lose his support system, and make it so the next few loops will have the Suns coming up on top. Basically, altering the timeloops so Sun doesn't die in 95% percent of them and instead Moon dies. (What's been happening in the show currently) Dark Sun is trying to make our Sun like him cause he believes he can't break the loop, so if you can't break it... change it. He's trying to turn Sun into another him because Dark Sun thinks becoming like him is the only way to break the loop. He's trying to make all Suns like him cause he believes he can help them.

So, that's Dark Sun's part of this.... how does Emperor Lunar and President Earth come into play?

Well, if the timeloop theory is correct, then you see what I'm saying, right? President Earth and Emperor Lunar ARE our Lunar and Earth! Just from different timelines. They're like Dark Sun sort of. They know about the loops but aren't really doing anything to intervene. Maybe they are, and we just aren't seeing it? Who knows?

Now, you might be saying Llama, Emperor Lunar, President Earth, and Dark Sun are from another dimension... not timeline... well... do we know that for sure? I mean, they say it's other universes.... but... dimensional travel is a tricky thing. Who's to say Moon when he built the portal didn't accidentally poke a hole through? Plus, other dimensions and alternate timelines are a term that's pretty interchangeable. So, what we think is an alternate dimension is actually a alternate timeline, part of a the loop.

Basically, what I'm saying is that Moon's portal is actually going in a giant circle poking through the past timelines and wrapping back around to ours and poking through ours to future ones.

Tl;DR The whole show is stuck in a timeloop, and Dark Sun, Evil Earth, and Evil Lunar are OUR Sun, Lunar, and Earth just from a previous loop and Dark Sun is trying to save all other Suns by messing with the timelines so they'll become like him and break free from the loop.

Does this theory have a lot of holes... yes. But gosh dang! Wouldn't that be something! Plus, I can see something like this happening in the show.

But hey that's just a theory...

A TSAMS THEORY!

Thanks for reading!

[literallys-illiteracy]

Trans Allegories in Lobotomy Corporation

Part 0.5 in a series that i'm making going over the archetypes, themes, and interpretable meanings of all the abnormalities in this game, before the next, and then finally in Limbus.

Cut is for further explainations

First Tier: Trans Allegory 100%

It is important to note that there is no strict defining line on what a trans allegory is, which I also have a project working on to describe my theory, but in the Scaffold one could theoretically understand the structure that I have.

Snow Queen:

The power of love overcoming that of cold, stagnating, uncaring evil in order to help one re-find themselves. The snow queen herself does not represent that of the allegory, it is rather Kai (Kay) and Gerda's story from the original tale that can represent this, however interlinked all the same to the queen.

King Of Greed:

Part 1, the work line:

"When The King of Greed assumes the form of an egg, you can faintly see a smiling girl inside it."

alongside the fact that her title is "king", a traditionally masculine rank.

Part 2, the actual thematic:

The concept of "greed" in this abnormality is not truly one that is borne of what one would traditionally think, rather than the desire to take for the sake of taking, it is the concept that the root of happiness is desire, and at the root of all desires is an insatiable greed within.

While desires many will go unfulfilled, they will always be the root of ones happiness, and will always remain in ones subconscious.

Snow Whites Apple:

Snow whites apple is one of being discarded and abandoned, hoping to rot (similar to another teleporting, hallway damaging, plant based Waw in this same tier), who, after time passed, realised that the life she had seen come to fruition for Snow White was not the life that would come forth for her, so she leaves to go on her own journey, to find herself.

The apple, realising that the life they had once thought was not for them, sprouted forth, grew, and became a princess in search of a story.

Nothing There:

Egg.

Beauty and the Beast:

Change, death, a life trapped in a body that is not *you*, an endless cycle that all parties wish to part from.

Today's Shy Look:

someone in a discord server noted that this abnormality is a parallel to neurodivergence, especially ASD. Unfortunately i beat them to that analysis a few months ago.

The themes of identity, denial, and divergence all carry over to themes of trans nature, however that is not to say that Shy Look is intended to be one, it is almost certainly intended to be that of ASD.

That being said, kill the author with your own bare hands, the autonomous psyche that exists in humanities collective contains these archetypes of identity and denial, and integrally they are linked to these conscious perceptions we have of them — Inseparably these ideals are linked to conscious perceptions, though borne from the unconscious mind, and forth from this there is no way to remove change from identity, to remove denial from the 'self', to differentiate one's societal differences and strife to that of another. We are all human, we all share in this human collective, these unconscious symbols are not defined by a singular perspective, interpret things as you wish. If you disagree with my analyses, by all means, slay me by your own hands; forthcoming the 'Death of the Author' is the 'Birth of the Reader'.

Alriune:

Doll wished to be human, abandoned to the wayside, finding their own goals shattered.

Though Alriune may be interpereted very strongly as a trans allegory, which i also have a different (netzach) project related to, that is once again to the visceral humanity of these abnormalities, which i plan to touch on at a later date if a certain mutual doesn't beat me to it.

Funeral of Dead Butterflies:

Whom also has their own post on this topic. which is another 'death of the author' tangent for you to read on i guess.

The Funeral of Dead Butterflies' thematic is that of death, and hence that of rebirth, of life.

This concept is best demonstrated through a quote from Demian:

“The bird fights its way out of the egg. The egg is the world. Who would be born must first destroy a world. The bird flies to God. That God's name is Abraxas.”

Herman Hesse, Demain

However, i also have a topic essay separated from PM somewhat regarding the nature of death as an allegory, alongside an additional essay named "Transing Death".

Notes of a Crazed Researcher:

"The final chapter ends with the phrase: “Born again.” "

Notes of a Crazed Researcher, observation level 4.

We Can Change Anything:

Don’t like how you look? Are you too fat? Too skinny? We can change that!

We Can Change Anything, Observation level 3.

Being somewhat more serious, with both the notes and this tool, though not integrally linked to that of these allegories, they are both understandably interpretable as this with reasonable argument to support them.

Tier 2: Plausible to Write as a Trans Allegory:

Burrowing Heaven:

This abnormality will come back later. Keep an eye on this one for a moment until then, hold on.

So Burrowing Heaven's gimmick is that of attention, wings, and eyesight.

It's descendant from the trope of 'gazing upon a god' often present in fictional or extant religions such as in the Lovecraft mythos (which is noted in particular due to the abnormality being described i later depictions as "wings of an elder god").

That being said, this abnormality's concept of "existing within ones perception" is interpretable as that of identity, alongside the line of "I could only bear fruit in your sight", akin to the concept of only flourishing when viewed as what or who you are.

Scorched Girl:

Abandonment, sights of a better future, disregard by society.

This abnormality only gets this lower tier due to its source material's differentiation, rather than seeking a better life for strictly herself, she sees in the fires a world of warmth, of joy. Though hope is a powerful emotion, and one that is linked to desires at a primal root neighbouring the king of greed, it is wrote here in a way that is less linked to that integral theme of identity I seek.

The following three exist in the same vein:

Queen of Hatred, Little Red Riding Hooded Mercenary, and Big and Might be Bad Wolf:

All three of these abnormalities share the same virtual story framework, one of managing your identity within a predestined story.

Queen of Hatred defines her existence upon the extant force of evil, though in opposition to it, hence her dual thematic of both love for good, and hatred for evil. Little Red, similarly, is not a being without her antithesis, without the wolf she cannot exist as an individual, without her hatred for the one which haunted her for so long.

The Might be Bad Wolf exists in a barely different stream, though still that of a predestined story, it is rather that of societal fatalism, wherein its nature as a wolf determined its future, the wolf is always the villain of the story, the wolf is meant to hunt.

The wolf is also the most trans-coded out of any of these abnormalities, its nature of being hated due to its nature alone, its lack of decision in the matter, its fate, it "will be" the Big and Bad Wolf.

The former two however share this in many ways, due to the aforementioned predetermined nature of their tale, however in both a meta, and mirrored parallel.

The Hood and Queen both define themselves on another's basis, being unable to exist without the other, leaving themselves as incomplete — In queen's hysteria we can see the repercussions of this unfold, her strands of being still loose she unweaves into a beast, into a creature that she does not *want* to be.

The Hood exists in a slightly different manner once again, as she has found herself in the wolf's hunt, though less so in this unweaved state that the Queen has.

Warm hearted Woodsman:

Desires and is denied a heart due to its nature from birth, from its creation.

Do you know what letters heart has? thats right. HRT. I rest my case.

Der Freischutz:

Loss and searching for identity, sacrifice of ones old life in order to create a new one on their own accords.

Red Shoes:

This abnormality is the literal incarnation of desire, so much so that it's EGO is the only one to actually include the word "desire".

The Firebird:

The Russian avian version of Moby Dick essentially, a bird which wishes to be perceived, wishes to be hunted like it once was, in order to regain its glowing feathers.

This bird exists in the same concept of Burrowing Heaven (you can stop keeping an eye on it now), wanted to exist in ones perception, as beautiful as it truly can be.

Plague Doctor/Whitenight:

Both Plague Doctor and Whitenight share both of their placements due to its fucktonne of different plausible interpretations, this one was extant on its own, but furthered by someone named "chaos" in a twitch chat when i first made this list.

This concept is mostly that of change, of becoming your true self, and finding those that know about and accept this self before the advent comes.

This transformation is integrally linked to Whitenight, alongside Plague Doctor, however they will get their time in the spotlight soon enough.

Mirror of Adjustment:

Changing one's self though appearing the same in the mirror, see Limbus Company canto 4 for more details.

Meat Lantern:

Appearance verses reality.

Knight of Despair:

Yet another struggle to find one's identity in a cruel world, a tale as old as time, where the knight's experiences, her cycles of despair, lead to her view of herself, her sough purpose in life, to be naught.

This purpose is then renewed through the protection and guidance of others, similar to mine, like how i attempt to guide others (in both understanding themselves, alongside subconscious themes, and media literacy), the knight attempts to guide others, and protect them from the harm that she could not protect others.

Yin/Yang:

The innate feminine and masculine traits that each holds, alongside their obvious dichotomy and wholeness in unity can be understood as one coming to understand or accept their true identity.

The reason that this is not in a higher tier is because of some psyche stuff that i don't want to get into here but i think i may have wrote about in the past.

[Censored]:

This abnormality is by design an enigma, which is its entire purpose, the concept of a hidden form, of redacted information, of a 'true form'.

Now as the river of humanity I may be a bit biased but i think that this abnormality is the peak form that one could take in a transition i think.

Tier 3: Transphobic:

Forsaken Murderer:

Medical experiments forced upon someone in order to cure an unseen disease of the mind, which removes ones identity and personhood in the process.

The above paragraph is describing what is known as "conversion therapy" which is a fucking horrendous concept that draws parallels to the forsaken murderer's story involving medical experiments forced upon someone in order to cure an unseen disease of the mind, which removes ones identity and personhood in the process.

Whitenight:

This is about people who use religion to justify their hatred of others, about people who make their anger justified through their posited god, who make their disdain, their xenophobia, into a so called 'Divine' wrath.

Plague Doctor:

[...] cure an unseen disease of the mind, which removes ones identity and personhood in the process.

(me, 3 paragraphs ago).

The plague doctor, sharing the concept of Forsaken Murderer, seeks a so called 'Disease of the mind', which culminates in the deaths of many once its mission is seemingly complete.

Bald:

[...] forced upon someone in order to remove [...] which removes ones [Hair] and [Hair] in the process.

[kirider]

Your art for it is so cute, what's Kamen Rider SD? I want to get into it :D

yesss.... fall into my trap... mwhahaha >:3c (also thank you ^v^)

SD in general means Super Deformed, it's a chibi style that's not unique to Kamen Rider (Gundam also has a bunch of SD stuff, mentioning it here bc i love those models :3)

But since you're asking in relation with my art, here's the ones I made art for:

SD The Great Battle

A series of videogames that's a crossover between Kamen Rider, Gundam and Ultraman characters, all in the SD style. An original character called Fighter Roar joins the team from the second game on. They're very fun and wacky game that don't really have a coherent plot but we love them for that :3 In IV they get a giant robot (Compatible Kaiser my beloved) and in V they're cowboys. I love the cowboy outfits so much. Games one to five have english fan translations, now I need someone to translate Gaia Saver because apparently that one has the Rider Killer lore....

Kamen Rider SD: Strange!? Man Spider (or simply Kamen Rider SD OVA)

If you've been around the fandom you probably already know this one. It's a 30 minutes short where RX and the other Battle Riders (Ichigo and ZX) have to rescue RX's crush from shocker, with the help of the Mechanic Riders (V3, X and Super1). Wild Team (Stronger, Amazon and Nigo) appears for like. 3 minutes total at the end but they're my darlings and I love them. Other very important thing in this short is the Rider Carrier, a giant robot grasshopper that acts as their base and I think every version of the riders shoul have a giant grasshopper base not just the SDs u.u This short is apparently an adaptation from the Mighty Riders manga, but I haven't investigated it yet so I can't confirm that. It's also connected to a couple more SD videogames, Sortie!! Rider Machines and Run! Mighty Riders (the team names come from here as far as I can tell)

Kamen Rider SD: Hurricane Legend / Kamen Rider SD: Legend of the Stormy Age

(listen. I know the direct translation is the first one. But the second one is on the back cover so if they gave it an official english title I'm using that :P)

This is probably the one you're asking for, but I wanted to use the excuse to talk about the other two :P

I'll be honest, going in blind on this one is probably the best experience. Do not look up panels you will get spoiled. The basic plot is V3 and Riderman travel around to recruit the other Riders to defeat Shocker. I want to talk about it more but again, I had so much fun going "WHAT!?!" while reading it that I must resist- Might post more about them but will tag it as spoilers

Other SD stuff that I care less about, for completionist sake:

• there's a third SD manga (Kamen Rider SD: Roaring Laughs School) that I know nothing of (I think it's a 4koma gag manga? I'll be honest I'm not very interested in it so I haven't done much research);

• the most recent SD game is SD Shin Kamen Rider Rumble, a game for the movie, but that one seems to be simply a side scroller so again, no interest from me;

• Lost Heroes 1 and 2 technically use chibi-ish versions of Riders, Gundams and Ultramen, and are part of the Compati Hero series (the same series as The Great Battle), but they don't have SD in the title;

•there's. sooooo many sports games in the Compati Hero series. I like the Battle Dodgeball ones :3 Also speaking of Compati Hero, special mention to Super Hero Operations because that's the next one I wanna play, I get to meet Zubat, Metalder and a bunch of others there :3

[jumalanpelko]

Are there any other roles in the Colony besides guard and suncat?

Lmao im sure there is but have i come up with any? No.

I think most cats are just cats doing cat stuff and most other roles are like "theres that one cat who likes to take care of everyones babies" or "theres that one cat who makes sure the hayloft is clean"

(but once again since having an identity outside of "i do love our god" is not good these things arent "worth of a title" since they dont directly help the god)

I did think that I might call Sugarpaws "Speaker" since she is kinda the leader but. Then I didnt. And honestly since their only leader is supposed to be the god i dont think having a title for "im kinda the leader cause everyone likes me" would be good thing in cults eyes.

ALSO they do not have like a healer or anything. We will talk about this more soon but Her being there kinda helps cats heal faster so they dont need healers. Also if someone was like "hello i just came up with cat medicine" cult would probably OH SO UR SAYING THAT SHES NOT DOING ENOUGH HUH???? U UNHOLY LITTLE SHIT???

[himasgod]

Gorou x Reader

Where he is very tired after the war and you convince him to relax

(This is a short one shot that I wrote in some free time! I'm studying a lot and finishing all the requests I have, which I love and I'm putting a lot of love into, so in the next few days they will be published! In the meantime, enjoy this Gorou one)

The war was over, and peace was slowly beginning to settle in Watatsumi. The sea, which had once been the scene of so many battles, now stretched out serenely and almost carefree. However, despite the calm, there were still open wounds in those who defended their home, and especially in those who led the battle on the front line.

The sun was setting when you found Gorou in a secluded corner, next to one of Watatsumi's high cliffs. There, the general was meticulously checking his equipment, a task that seemed more of a routine to avoid thinking about anything else. The sea breeze ruffled the fur on his tail, which already looked somewhat messy from time. He didn't notice your presence right away, so focused was he on his own thing.

"Gorou," you called quietly, but enough for him to look up.

Seeing you, a small smile appeared on his lips, although his eyes reflected an exhaustion that he couldn't hide. For days, ever since the end of the battles, you had watched as Gorou kept himself busy, helping the soldiers reorganize, checking inventory, and making sure everyone was taken care of. But he rarely allowed himself a break.

“Ah, what are you doing here? Did you need something?” he asked, trying to maintain that firm, friendly tone he used with everyone.

Yet you knew his gaze, you knew his essence beyond that title of undefeated general. You moved a little closer, unhurriedly, and sat down beside him on the edge of the cliff, from where the entire expanse of Watatsumi could be seen, bathed in the last glow of the sun.

“I’ve noticed that you haven’t taken a break for days,” you commented softly. “You always worry about everyone else, but… who worries about you?”

Gorou lowered his gaze, his lips slightly pursing. It was so characteristic of him to downplay his own needs that you almost expected an evasive answer. However, after a few moments, he sighed and let himself fall back a little, supporting himself on the ground with his hands.

“Sometimes I think that, as a leader, I have no right to rest. My soldiers have been through so much… How could I relax while they are still recovering?” he admitted, his tone barely a whisper, as if he trusted that only you would hear him.

You looked at him, seeing that young who, despite his insecurities and the doubts that arose in the most difficult moments, had proven to be a true pillar for everyone. His humility and dedication were what had inspired his men to continue fighting, and yet here he was, unable to allow anyone to worry about his own well-being.

“Gorou,” you murmured, and he turned his head to you, “you are somebody too. Even if you carry the weight of everyone on your shoulders, you also have the right to let it go from time to time. I am here to help you, not only in battles, but in everything... you can always rely on me."

A slight blush appeared on his cheeks, and he looked away towards the sea, visibly uncomfortable. His strong and protective image was dissolving in this vulnerable moment, a facet of him that only a few could see. After a while, he spoke, his voice barely a whisper that was lost in the breeze.

"Sometimes I feel… that I am not strong enough. I have made mistakes… and I have lost companions. I don’t want anyone to go through that. But… thank you. It’s good to know that I am not alone."

You moved a little closer and placed a hand on his shoulder, a soft touch that comforted him immediately. No more needed to be said. You knew that, at that moment, he just needed someone to remind him that his value was not only in his strength, but also in his person.

The sun finally hid behind the horizon, leaving only the sound of the sea and the murmur of the wind.

And, for the first time in a long time, Gorou allowed himself to relax, by your side, knowing that he would not be alone that night.

Here is my masterlist, in case you are interested in any more of my work or want to send me a request <3

[lil-oreo-crumbles]

SVTFOE fandom what’s one small, obscure detail about the show you think about an awful lot for no good reason that you firmly believe no one else thinks about half as much as you do, if at all? (When I say obscure I MEAN obscure)

I’ll go first:

Comet Butterfly was probably the one who hired Dr. Jelly Goodwell as the Royal Monster Expert.

The Butterfly family probably didn’t have a “Royal Monster Expert�� before Comet. Estrella didn’t care for politics or queenly duties, Celena was busy with whatever she was dealing with and also didn’t pay much mind to the Monster situation, Rhina was preoccupied with her spells, riddles, and marital situations, and Crescenta “solved” (she didn’t) the “Monster problem” with her rigged election campaign. Why would she hire a “Royal Monster Expert”?? She’s actively a horrible person, It doesn’t make sense why she or any other Butterfly would make a position to “field study” Monsters.

What does make sense is Comet designing that position in the early days of her “peace” agenda. Making an “attempt” to understand them enough so she can figure out how to go about conducting her “peace” treaty. Jelly Goodwell is very fond of separating Mewmans and Monsters from each other because “when Mewmans and Monsters cohabitate bad things happen, usually to the Monsters.” If we go off my theory that the Mewman-Monster Accord Moon signed into law reflects (or basically is) Comet’s treaty, then the separation statement makes sense.

Even if the title of “Royal Monster Expert” existed for a while, Comet without a doubt (in my mind) hired Jelly Goodwell. If she’d been “studying” monsters her whole life like she claims, then it makes perfect sense that she was hired back when she was young. Comet would be around her age if she was alive so it only makes sense that Comet was the one who hired her and designated the position. And, again, bringing back her treaty, if Comet and Goodwell worked together in any way, then both of their agendas being separation makes complete sense. Comet hired someone to “field study” Monsters, Goodwell reported back with her findings, and Comet conducted her treaty and dealings with monsters accordingly.

Comet has always just given me the same vibes Goodwell does; they’re like glass reflections of one another. On the surface they look like they actively want to help actually make progress for the impoverished and colonized monster citizens, smiling and playing nice, but patronize them as literal animals (see Comet’s FAMOUS “beast of the forest” line and her patronizing of Seth and Batwin’s wife… or just read her chapter holy shit), refuse to take any of them seriously as equals, and think separating them from Mewmans is the best call.

(To clarify because I feel this being brought up: NO, I’m not saying Goodwell influenced Comet and am now taking blame away from Comet. No, if anything Goodwell’s “angle of research” was probably thrust upon her by Comet (think a “Dr. Goodwell, why don’t you study their mannerisms and habitat so we can communicate with them on their level” line from Comet), and Goodwell reported back with the agenda she was sent out with. If anything, those “findings” only reaffirmed and strengthened Comet’s established bias. I’m not one of those people who take away accountability from the queens because I think they were “influenced” Comet is pretty stupid already 😭)

[ascnsionismx]

Mathias nodded, "I can be called many things, but a tyrant isn't one of them". He didn't want to rule like a power hungry monster, Mathias wasn't even sure he wanted to rule at all to begin with. When he saw the other gangs and their leaders, he wondered if they also had the same pressure put on their shoulders. It was one thing to be in control of an empire at his age, but it was another to be set up as the next God of Life at the same time.

The amount of people who would create havoc and chaos for him made him feel safe. The Higher Ups had ensured he would always feel safe as long as he did what they wanted. His freedom for his safety. A fucking prison. Privacy wasn't something Mathias cared about anymore. That was stripped from him a long time ago. He knew that there was always someone watching him, that ever move he made was tracked and recorded. So he didn't mind Knox being connected to him. There was nothing to hide and nothing Mathias hadn't shown before.

"I don't like it either, but if you have any other suggestion of who I should send, please tell me". Mathias wanted to do work, he wanted to show his efforts to the gang, even if he didn't proclaim himself as their leader most of the time. He could do more help without that title above his head. "In some beliefs, people are very grateful to the messiah or god that saves them. They devote themselves to their savior. If I'm supposed to garner supporters and believers, then I should be the one out there getting them. Sending others seems so impersonal".

“You’d be a tyrant.” They return, not that it would change much to their relationship―Knox would follow Mathias beyond the end of the world. They know the necromancer would probably try to stop Knox, but the familiar wouldn’t stop trying. They still hope though, that Mathias will become a good leader, push aside the fucking Higher Ups and do great as a god. Knox fears a day his gator form gets corrupted like his bear. That’s actually how they keep check on Mathias’ path and its trajectory.

“Point and I’ll do it.” They might not like to use the bear to get rid of people for obvious reasons, but they’re more than happy to do so as themselves or in gator form. They have a taste for violence after all. “True, true. Though, I didn’t follow you; I just felt you nearby and got curious.” Though, Knox thinks that Mathias doesn’t always block them even when he wants to be alone. It’s so taxing on the familiar to be cut off. They’ve learned to deal with it, but they don’t like it. Though, sometimes they both appreciate the privacy.

“It’s a lot of effort for foot soldiers, but I understand the need for them. I just don’t like that you’re the one making the recruitment and put yourself at risk.” Knox cares about the Deathrunners, always has, but never as much as he cared about those closer to them and nothing compares to how protective they are of Mathias. “Though, maybe knowing would make them more grateful.” They think of themselves, even without being a familiar to Matty, Knox would’ve offered their life to protect the necromancer for resurrecting them.

[mars-ipan]

Matthew 7:15

(my commissions are open!)

[spitblaze]

You ever see something that is meant to be like...an overgeneralized statement for the sake of entertainment or comedy and not at all serious but it's about YOUR special interest and you are just sitting there trying not to explode with an entire explanation of why it's such an overgeneralized statement and the depth of the topic

[front-facing-pokemon]

[aetherialpiplup108]

What the Train Takes With It

“For the record, I don’t trust the military,” Pinako says, fingers flexing instinctively in search of the bottle of liquor circumstances seemed to demand. Alas, it was no longer the 1870’s when she would outdrink those haughty travelers until they lay awestruck under the table, listening to her smack her lips and offer insincere gratitude for quenching her thirst with their dimes while encouraging the terrified visitor to stop by the old sheeptown in a few years because mark her words, Resembool’ s a-goin’ places whether Amestris is gonna follow or not. 

It was no longer 1870. Madam Dendra’s spirited tavern had been robbed of walls and smiling customers alike by the Civil War; hardly any travelers would stop by Resembool now except to catch connecting trains; Pinako herself had to drop a few vices in favor of responsibly raising her children and their children; and it wasn’t like alcohol could compete with the bitterness crawling down her throat as she watched children too young inflict irreparable damage on their bodies and psyche to withstand burdens too big.

“We’ll take care of each other, Granny,” Alphonse says, sweet as always, and his shoulders are rigid in the way an immobile suit of armor should be but Pinako delivered this boy herself and hell if she didn’t know those shoulders would be shaking if that simple right of expression hadn’t been stolen from him, too. 

Edward is made of flesh and metal she herself fused with youthful nerves and he, too, does not shake. He offers neither an apology nor a reassurance. 

He does not meet her eyes.

That says everything anyway. 

Pinako sighs, wondering if Trisha Elric was cursing her from beyond for whisking her children away from one hell only to let them walk into another. 

And that was what the military was, no doubt about it. A staple truth of the elderly woman’s painfully long life. The hometown she had once bragged about to anyone who’d listen was set back thirty years, scared and wounded by war. Every ounce of love the great Panthress of Resembool gave her son was a scalpel carving out her insides at his funeral. And now she was watching Amestrian blue and a silver chain wrap a leash around yet another child she loved dearly.

Pinako Rockbell had chosen to be an engineer because she yearned to rebuild what was broken and protect what was dear. 

And she was damn good at her job. 

A right and true trailblazer in the industry, a godsend for veterans and betrayed civilians alike during the Eastern Conflict, a hero by anyone’s metric.

All that and Pinako still found herself helpless when it came to her own family. 

She should stop this. 

She should have put her foot down and slammed the door in the Flame Alchemist’s face the second he had the audacity to step foot into their house and extend an offer to her child. She should have refused Ed’s reckless demand to cram his recovery into a single year. She should have at least asked Alphonse to stay behind because if she had to lose one of them, why let go of the other as well?

Maybe if she had kept a closer eye on them, none of this would have happened.

In the end, she could only—

(Alphonse sat alone, moonlight glittering cruelly against azure steel as hours blended together in what seemed like an eternity of isolation. "I'm all right," he lied. "Nothing worth worrying about."

Edward leaned forward to grasp her hand, eyes blaring with determination borne not of strength and recklessness but guilt and need as he asked her for prosthetics. "My fault," he rasped. "Let me make it right. Please.")

—let go.

It was a cruel world. Tragic and depraved, cold and unfair.

But it was theirs.

A whistle cut through the air with a sense of impending finality and Ed offered a shaky smile as he took a step backwards towards the stabilizing train. Alphonse matched his step, the locomotive’s doors flapping open behind them leaving a residual image of angels about to take flight. 

They were beautiful, her children. Like their mother, like her son, like Sara.

She didn’t want to bury them, too.

Winry’s palm, still marred with scratches from the wires and metal she spent nights welding together, rubbed against her weary eyes in a futile pursuit to scrub away the water that had not stopped streaming down her cheeks since the first drop of lighter fluid hit a house stocked with memories of an old life, long gone but cherished.

She forced a smile. “This isn’t goodbye,” she croaked, voice dry but sure. She was still so young. “It’s not. When Al gets his body back—and you better hurry up, okay? No dilly-dallying, you two—you’ll come back here. First thing, right?”

Sharpness flashed across golden and crimson stares alike. “Right.” 

They were all such bright children, radiant and young. Pinako scrounged for the hope she had never been able to fully abandon and wished that light would guide them to the future they deserved, if not the one fate had in store.

“I don’t believe in the military,” the old woman repeated as her boys ascended the vehicle, steam beginning to flow out its stack. Ed leaned out the window and watched them frantically with wide eyes, Alphonse close behind, as if trying to memorize the details of their faces to recollect later. It would be a while before they met again, and Pinako wasn’t sure what she’d find in their gazes the next time she saw them. “But I do believe in you. Wherever you go, whatever you see…remember that you are more than capable of making it through.”

“Thanks Granny,” Al whispered, and Ed swallowed, simply nodding as his bangs were swept by the exhaust of the rumbling vehicle. He raised a hand in farewell.

Winry chased after the train until it darted past the station’s border, and they watched as it took the remaining half of their hearts along the tracks to the world beyond.

They stayed there for a while, the old lady and her granddaughter—the ones left behind, the ones that gave the boys the strength to move forward—before the duo trudged back to the warm house atop the grassy hill belonging to a sheep town that had produced some of the strongest people Amestris had ever known. It was quiet now.

But it'd be all right.

Come back soon. Come back safe.

Come back as yourselves.

[pricegouge]

The nanny x Price... I am sweating, I need to lie down, it was so incredibly horny while also being completely tame I just fldpwñwññsñsñs rattling the bars of my cage it was INCREDIBLE AND PERFECT and oh my god Price Priiiiiice

(Big fan of how overtly horny he was too. Sees it, likes it, will fuck it in the least time possible, just give him until Wednesday, love)

Could you pls upload it to AO3 so I can bookmark it and reread it forever? It took me half an hour to find it on Tumblr again 😭

Aw, thank you! The original ask was "just" babysitter x price and just -

I was planning on uploading it to AO3 as a one shot when I got the back half posted originally but I don't mind posting it now if it makes it easier. Or I have a taglist blog @pricegouged you can turn notifs on for if you'd like to be alerted when it/anything else posts.

But for ao3 you will have to wait until I come up with a title cause atm I got fucking nothin' 😭

Edit: just realized you said you couldn't find it not... Whatever the hell I read the first time lol. Friendly reminder I have my masterlist on my pinned post! I'm usually pretty good about updating it :)

[ao3screenshotss]

[impossible-rat-babies]

people on webbed sites be like ohh the seventh dawn title is so hard !! it’s legit just a time sink that’s all it really is. the hardest part is keeping entertained while doing it

[morganee]

Byler Week 2023 - Day 4: Summer Love

In a world where Hopper survives the explosion at Starcourt Mall, the Byers never leave Hawkins and Vecna is still just a character in a board game, the Party enjoys a week of camping near a lake during the summer of 1986.

title: whispered words down by the lake word count: 23,735 link: whispered words down by the lake on ao3

[bookwyrminspiration]

brb crying the kind old guy at my local bookstore whose been there for as long as I can remember since I was a little kid just referred to me as family oh my god