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claire-starsword · 1 year ago

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Shining Soul 2 - Prologue and Character Bios translation

While to my knowledge the game’s story is the same for all the characters, they all actually have their own backstory behind the scenes, and it’s a shame that nothing gets brought up, especially since one of them seems linked to the main antagonist, if we can even call Gillespie that.

All the info here is taken from the official guide book, which is sadly kinda poor, and from the old official website. Everyone say thank you Internet Archive real quick, because while I’ve seen a backup from sega around it already had broken pages.

Prologue [this one is the same in both the book and the website]

The time when the warriors of light defeated the forces of darkness is now in the very distant past.

The world was at peace.

However, an incident slowly inched closer.

Sometimes the sun's light would be blocked by thick clouds, while at others there'd be continuous drought, and water supplies would dry out, making the people suffer.

Finally, monsters began to appear, and the world fell in despair...

King Marcel of the Klantol Kingdom felt how dire the situation was and, besides building a fortress and strengthening the country's defenses, declared open a fighting tournament in the Colosseum, in order to find heroes powerful enough to exterminate the monsters.

"...Heroes who have inherited the light, you’ll save this world covered in darkness!"

Characters

Warrior Alex [Eric in the english version]

Guide book:

A descendant of the Legendary Warrior always aiming to be strongest

A descendant of the warrior that defeated Dark Dragon long ago. While traveling throughout the world as he practiced his sword skills, he decided to take part in the fighting tournament.

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Alex descends from the warrior who defeated Dark Dragon in the distant past, although he doesn't know that.

He's still growing up and thus has a huge appetite. A mischievous boy going through puberty. He wants to travel the whole world as a warrior one day.

A specialist in close combat - His balance of offense and defense is exceptionally good

A warrior who uses strong melee weapons. He balances that well with great defensive equipment and is thus an easy to use character.

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Magician Pamela [Premiera in the english version]

Guide book:

A heroine of legendary blood hiding magical power behind that beauty

A descendant of the magician who fought Dark Dragon. Contrary to what you might assume from her looks, she's a hard worker who doesn't hold back in her efforts. Sensing the incident in the island, she took part in the fighting tournament.

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A girl a little (two or three years) older than Alex.

While her magic skills are still getting there, she's descendant of a legendary magician. She aims to become the greatest magician in the kingdom, and trains day and night with no skipping.

A specialist in offensive magic who can use a variety of spells

She can attack enemies from a distance with many types of magic. Of course, since she has no physical strength, her physical attacks and defensive equipment are not very great.

Archer Rwinn

Guide book:

A kind forest guardian of flawless skill with the bow

One hailing from the elven race that lives traveling throughout the forests of the whole world. After a certain event he became good friends with the family that runs the item shop. Feeling the unusual incident impacting the forest's creatures, he came to the fighting tournament.

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It is unknown if he's a descendant of the archer who defeated Dark Dragon.

In the past years, he noticed that the forest has been restless and unusual incidents have been happening to the creatures there, and thus felt that the balance between light and darkness was crumbling.

Skilled in long distance attacks with bows and throwing spears

He is skilled at long distance attacks but, in counterpoint to that, is exceptionally bad at close combat. He can also attack borrowing the strength of the animals that live in the forest.

Dragon Warrior Tyroth

Guide book:

Number one in destructive power! A brave beast warrior

A young dragonewt of strong body and mind. Has a troublesome but inseparable relationship with the drunkards of the tavern. Sensing the incident in the island, he decided to take part in the tournament.

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Originally, the dragonewt race used to live in regions of the continent with lava, but as this peaceful era went on, plenty of young dragonewts began wanting to know more of society and be active throughout the world. Tyroth is one of these young people.

This heavy soldier has plenty of openings but his attack power is number one

Using heavy weapons like axes and flails, he deals strong blows to his opponents. Naturally, his weak spots are the time he takes to attack and his slow movement.

Priest Prim

Guide book:

A novice priestess who wields the light and banishes evil

She's a girl of the race known as cantaul, and both her parents are priests of light famous throughout the world. Having a sharp sixth sense, she felt evil energies and came to the island.

Website:

A girl of the cantaul race, which is few in numbers nowadays.

She descends from preachers of the light doctrine skilled in light magic.

Her skills as a priest are still developing, but she has excellent control of her spiritual aspect, and her sixth sense is far better than that of a human.

She saves the party with healing and support magic

Despite being able to equip flails, her attacking capability is still shaky. However, her real strength is in helping the party with skills like healing and support magic

Brawler Zachs

Guide book:

A solitary grappler who shreds his enemies with swift attacks

A wolfling man skilled at hand-to-hand combat. He usually never misses a day of his training. And in order to put his skills in service of the people, he joined the tournament.

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The wolfling Zachs was an orphan.

In his youth, Zachs learned a special form of hand-to-hand combat from someone, and was then raised by a martial artist who had mastered the spiritual power of sensing the flow of ki.

He has no defense but attack and speed are outstanding

With superior speed and high attack he can defeat monsters in an instant. However, in order to preserve that speed, he has limitations on what he can equip, so his defense is a bit worrisome.

Dark Wizard Bradster [Armand in the english version]

Guide book:

A mixed race of human and vampire blood who bends dark magic to his will

A half human half vampire man skilled at dark magic. Due to his mixed blood, he's weak to light. He came to the tournament looking for his missing twin brother.

Website:

Bradster was born from a human and a vampire. His magic is tied to the darkness. He is very skilled in this dark magic.

He has a twin brother, and seems to be following after his last whereabouts.

A half human half vampire skilled in magic

A character skilled at magic that uses the powers of darkness to transform into monsters, spew poison and so on. He can also fight summoning special swords.

Ninja Raizen

Guide book:

An assassin swift as the wind, from the land of the rising sun

He uses the arts known as "ninjutsu" from a small island country to the far east. Following the duty written in the Prophetic Scrolls passed down by his ancestors, he joined the tournament.

Website:

Raizen was born and raised in a small country to the far east.

He belongs to a class known as ninja who utilize arts called ninjutsu.

Right from the moment of his birth he has undergone harsh training away from people's eyes, and his arts are on a level any magician can respect and admire.

He makes full use of swift attacks and special arts

He makes a fool of the enemies with fast attacks and ninjutsu tricks. He is also notable for having the fastest movement among all characters.

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Notes:

I talked about it only in the tags but it might be worth noting it here, the conflict against Dark Dragon mentioned here is that of the first Shining Soul game, not Shining Force. Shining Soul does attempt to have some connections to the classic games but those are shaky at best.

As I mentioned in the beginning, the dark wizard’s missing twin is Gillespie, the game’s main antagonist which has basically zero lore or even much relevancy in game, something that boggles me to this day.

#shining soul #shining soul 2 #shining series #shining soul 2 translations #sf simone #i wonder why is she portrayed with the forbidden fruit #it legit feels like there were a lot of concepts behind this one that never came even close to being put in the game #ssoul2 alex #i refuse to call him eric obviously #ssoul2 pamela premiera #obviously these characters are descendants of the first soul characters #but. it does feel like they also pulled a bit from max and anri with these two doesn't it #idk how much of that might be just. having the same designer though #ssoul2 rwinn #ssoul2 tyroth #ssoul2 prim #ssoul2 raizen #who is this guy lol #jk i had to stare far too much at each one of his sprites. i am extremely aware of him and prim by now #ssoul2 zachs #ssoul2 bradster armand #this one is legit mindboggling #i started a playthrough with the unlockable gillespie one and it looked the exact same which is weird as hell #and now there's another guy who by all means should have another plot???#wack #like with the first soul i kinda feel there wasn't any plot to begin with and it was all just a big shoutout to force villains #but this one like. the ideas are there. there was just zero effort to put them in #maybe this stuff was even written after the game was done though i get a different vibe #given how cinematic the start of the game is #anyway. just rambling lol

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rrxaiky · 2 years ago

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hihihihhi!! grats on 100 followers!! may I req an angst/comfort w/ reader/mc/yuu being homesick? ty!!

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♖ Thank you! My apologies if this isn’t very good, I’m not exactly the best at hurt/comfort ^^”

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CW/ TW: Homesickness (That’s it)

𝐑𝐢𝐝𝐝𝐥𝐞 𝐑. - 𝐀 𝐰𝐚𝐲 𝐡𝐨𝐦𝐞, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐚 𝐰𝐚𝐲 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤

A truly weird world it was. Instead of fate being cruel every once in a while, why was it always so unfair to them? From dealing with this mysterious, new world to dealing with overblots with almost no knowledge of magic... It was beginning to get tiring. Yet, stopping now wasn't an option for them. It couldn't stop. They really couldn't.

All they wanted to do was simple. To go back home, to their family, their friends, and everything they were forced to leave behind when they were ripped away from their old life without warning. Every day, every night, they began to miss them even more no matter how hard they tried to forget about them, at least temporarily. They hated it. The feeling of it, the fact that they were in this messed up situation in the first place, the feeling of pain that lingered in their chest... They hated it all.

The sky, the moon, the stars, the clouds. When they looked up at them, they were hoping that somewhere in the universe, “they” too were gazing at the skies, missing them as much as they did. Somewhere in their heart, their mind, they knew that there was a slim chance of them being able to return to their home, and there was a chance that they would never be going home. Never again. All those memories that they’ve made throughout their journey in their own world, with such a feeling now... Was it truly worth it?

Now, they couldn’t possibly hide this feeling forever. They had to let it out one day. All this... It couldn’t go unnoticed by Riddle. Surely not. He was and still is an observant person... The change in the way they acted or spoke on certain days told him all he needed to know. The exhaustion in their voice when they spoke, even if it was early in the morning... It was becoming concerning to him. Just as they were thinking of their home more and more with each passing day, he too was growing more and more worried for them.

He wanted to help them. He really did. He didn’t want to see them like this anymore, and even though he wasn’t as good as others when it came to emotions, he would try for them, to at least loosen some chains that were bounded to their heart.

That night, he had walked over to their dorm, knocking on their door before entering the room. As expected, they were once again staring out the window, with a photo in hand. A photo, a clone created from magic, something they would never be able to see the original of for as long as they didn’t return.

“My rose... I noticed you feeling down lately. Do you want to talk about it?” Riddle asked the student who was staring at the photo. “Oh, so you knew... Nothing much, really. Just another episode of me being homesick.” Ah. It all made sense to him now. It was only natural, right? They’ve lost so much time already... Riddle went up to them, then hugged them, his hand stroking their back. “It’s going to be okay, we’ll definitely find a way for you to return back to your home.”

“And once you return, promise me you’ll find a way to come back here to visit, okay?”

Reblogs + follows appreciated!

#Raixtt: Brewing #scenarios #twisted wonderland #twisted wonderland x reader #twst #twst imagines #twst scenarios #riddle rosehearts #riddle rosehearts x reader #twisted wonderland riddle #xreader #twst x you

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mimondee · 3 years ago

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hi! i’m really excited your free readings are open because i’ve been looking for someone skilled to analyze my chart for forever 🥰

ik this is a lot of info to take in (this is one of the more complex charts if i’m not mistaken?) so i don’t mind waiting, just an overview and maybe certain placements that stand out would be excellent! thanks again!

Hey there @tangirlisfangirl! Thank you for requesting a free reading!

Ah, I wouldn't necessarily call myself skilled as I still have so much to learn and so much experience to gain, but even so, thank you for your compliment! 💜

About your chart being complex, I didn't find it that way. In fact, I found it quite "open", if that makes any sense.

Let me mention that if something is completely inaccurate, feel free to point it out as that will help me improve my knowledge and approach. Feedback is also very much appreciated.

Without further ado, let's begin!

I'll start by talking about your 4th house and the placements there. I feel like while growing up, people expected a lot from you, receiving criticism when not meeting their expectations, especially within your home environment which influenced the way and what you value in this world. Your environment might've also gone through a lot of changes, especially if connections with other people were involved. - moon in the 4th house indicates that you're attached to your family and home, though this attachment can waver at times, but no matter what happens, you always go back to it, for better or worse - moon conjunct IC supports what I've mentioned above, pointing out that you may have a difficult time allowing yourself to detach from this to pursue your path. Uranus is opposing the Moon here, showing that you crave freedom, excitement, change, independence even. The lesson here would be that you can be tied to something while also being independent of it. Jupiter is in this mix too so it amplifies this entire ordeal.

Tying in with this one is Chiron in the 8th house in Capricorn. First of all, this one is retrograde meaning that you may be inclined to avoid dealing with the insecurities that it's pointing to. You're aware of it most likely, but you may lack the courage to face it. Since it's in Capricorn, it's related to your sense of responsibility. I've mentioned when talking about your 4th house that while growing up, people had high expectations for you. Those expectations could be one cause for this Chiron since when people expect things from you, you're feeling responsible in a way and if it becomes too overwhelming, feeling responsible can easily turn into feeling burdened. You may also deal with feelings of not being appreciated or your efforts not being recognized. The challenge here is to learn how to see the difference between when you are responsible and when you're not, but also how to be brave as you're the one who's in control of your stability and security. Emphasis on this being the most obvious when it comes to finances and what you share in relationships.

The next thing I want to point out is your lack of fire, together with having a mutable t-square. - lack of fire usually indicates that you may struggle with taking the initiative and being independent. There's a tendency to avoid challenges as you might not be comfortable with them (ties in with your 4th house; the attachment I'm talking about there can also translate as you choosing your safe zone over situations that might require you to take risks). On the other hand, though, this one gives you patience. - mutable t-square (Sun square Moon/Jupiter, square Uranus; Moon/Jupiter opposition Uranus): this one indicates that you may be someone who doesn't like planning ahead much, but enjoys learning new things as that process stimulates your mind. Sun is the focused planet here, meaning that you really put your heart into things.

Uranus conjunct MC: this one points out that you may seek some degree of freedom in your career. You may even end up doing something that people consider unusual as a career. Worth mentioning that sudden changes and success can be a thing here.

Mars conjunct Saturn: indicates that you have personal ambitions, but pursuing and making those ambitions come true can be frustrating. I believe that in the context of your chart, since you also have that Capricorn Chiron, you might already know what you want to pursue, but are either afraid to go for it or unsure about how and where to start.

Venus retrograde conjunct Ascendant: I'll say it here that I find this one beautiful because even though your chart points towards hardships and Venus is retrograde (you may struggle with showing your affection, regardless of how deeply you feel for something or someone), that you most likely are inclined to look for, and even find, beauty in everything that you learn and surrounds you.

Mercury conjunct North Node: growth may come through developing your mind, communicating your ideas, and sharing those ideas with others. This is happening in Taurus which talks about learning how to focus on yourself, recognize your worth and build your own safe zone.

I hope this will be useful to you in some way. Again, thank you for requesting a free reading! 💜 - Dee✨

#tangirlisfangirl #astrology #natal chart #natal chart reading #astrology free reading #free readings #astrology observation #astro community #astro asks #birth chart #dee:freereading

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overx · 3 years ago

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you also get 29 but this time I am asking YOU about Soulbound

29. what are your honest thought about your muse’s canon?

[[I can't believe you'd do this to me oh my god.

Okay, look, when you build the canon from the ground up there are a lot of thoughts to have, and a lot of bias, so please understand when most of this is just talking about the worldbuilding.

I'm going to start by saying the Soul-Bound timeline and universe is BIG. Stupid big. We have a lot of characters in there who aren't even on our blogs. We ended up tying in (almost) every fantasy AU we ever made over the years into it at one point or another, and we've known each other for... 8 or 9 years. So when I say I won't be able to fit everything into this ask, I need you to understand the scope of that.

For this I'm going to narrow in on our Pantheon (like Cris' Mor) as well as the Infernals (like Volt) and Angels, and the general magic system. I think that's a lot easier to work with than every single character and where they fit in the timeline. So I'll be using those recognizable characters to explain the concepts.

[[Edit: Future Kara here, I got into this and realized it was so long I... did not make it to a bunch of other basic world building concepts so you're gonna have to live with info about the Gods and a few other non mortal creatures. Remind me sometime to do a write about about the magic and "sight" systems because they do not fit in this ask.]]

Please note a lot of the major pantheon characters started out as alternates of more main muses (Like MZ or Rock) in a sort of deities AU. We've actually KEPT this to some degree, so mortal versions of our Pantheon return their knowledge and experiences to their deity counterpart when they die in various universes. This sort of ties into a major plot element since, even the Gods themselves have an antagonist they're dealing with-- one which is attempting to collapse the multiverse itself in pieces-- and this helps them grow stronger as well as learn more about major threats like I mentioned above. Interacting with these characters does come with some metagaming as a result, so if anyone sounds fun for interesting, please bear that in mind.

So to start with the Pantheon itself. Most people aren't likely to see/encounter the likes of Life and Death, or other big concepts like Fate or Reality. Typically even if these Gods are around, most characters literally cannot see them. Though these Gods can appear visibly to mortals if they choose, they almost always prefer not to (though they can be viewed by those who travel TO their respective realms, more on that later). They will interact with muses who have big roles in the multiverse though, like @codedhopes Enigma aka Mr. Time Police as an example.

Gods who CAN be viewed by regular people under certain conditions are those like Morozko for example, who is the God of Winter, and more tied to physical reality as we understand it. Mor can still choose if he's visible or not on a whim like others (so he may straight up disappear from a conversation he doesn't like), but folks with certain types of sight for "seeing the unseen" can notice him without Mor intending it at times. He and others like him may even take on the appearance of a human to walk among people, so Gods at his level aren't really opposed to interacting with people if it strikes their fancy. Most of the deities in our pantheon find living creatures fascinating so this isn't all that uncommon for them.

As a general rule, our Gods exist in multiple timelines to some degree. It's less like having real actual doubles and alternates (like Vile meeting Vile), and more like if the same consciousness simply existed in multiple times and places simultaneously. This gets a bit abstract since time is NOT linear for them at all, so the same version of Mor someone meets in the dark ages will have the knowledge that Mor of the present of even the future Mor does (mostly). The only exception to this is knowledge of personal events. So Mor wouldn't know for example, when or if he encounters a specific person until it 'happens' to him, but at that point all iterations of Mor would have that knowledge.

It's very complicated. It also means that if one version of Mor or another God ceased to exist (say, like in the GodHunter timeline with Kane and Rho) it wouldn't really change anything for Mor on the whole since he's literally everywhere in our worlds regardless.

Below the gods in our canon is when you get to Infernals (otherwise known as Demons) like Volt. In Soul-Bound, these creatures come from the "Inferno", and actually work directly for Death himself meriting out the fates of souls (this doesn't even get into contracts and wish granting). There isn't really a 'satan' or 'lucifer' in our canon, which really just makes those jokes funny or annoying depending on the demon you're talking to.

So all this essentially means even the most basic demons are VERY powerful in Soul-Bound, and demons STILL have a hierarchy of power amongst themselves on top of that (yet another item for another post). The strongest demons could easily challenge demi/half gods with no issue, and might even last a few rounds with an actual God (though few of them are dumb enough to try). So while I let Voluntas be casual and silly at times, keep in mind he has some intense magical power at his disposal.

But yes, the Inferno is Death's realm. So a character visiting this area (alive or dead) would be able to see Death and any other creature lurking here no matter how otherwise normal or not attuned to magic/souls/etc a character would be otherwise. This would be the same in paradise (Life's realm). Think of deities and high level magical creatures as existing in different plains as well as ours at the same time, and VISITING their native realm essentially puts you in the same place as them, as you would be with anyone else on earth. From here, things are a little case by case basis, but very old and powerful fae/and magical creatures sit equal to some demons, while newer ones would be just below on the scale of power/abilities.

This post is already getting super long so I'll do another one some other time about the different types of "sight" and what it takes to be aware of magical creatures and entities besides the Gods themselves.

What you need to know in the scale of creatures now is about Angels. They are NOT servants of Life, the way demons serve Death. They are a construct made completely from the pure belief of mortals (this is hard to summarize as it touches on how emotions and mentality effect magic in our world).

The basic TLDR is enough people believe in the concept of these creatures that they just started to exist. However, as they are unnatural entities not intended by the powers that be, they don't have their own sources of magic/power.

Angels in soul-bound EAT other magical creatures and entities in order to fuel themselves. They will even attack the actual Gods given the chance. They simply absorb whatever they touch, which is actually what happened to Volt's face.

A soul-bound mechanic that makes this important is that while magic and physical weapons can still injure anyone, permanent damage won't be sustained to most magical/immortal creatures if the power/intensity is lower than their own level. So a lot of fae and demons can recover from grievous injuries easily if the thing that attacked them has less overall strength. Angels are the only creatures that ignore this rule since they literally ABSORB the power of others.

This post doesn't even touch on humans and magic because it's so long, but I hope this is the info dump you were looking for <3]]

#magnetiix #~11th dimension~#{Volt}#{raz}#{rho}#~winter wraith~#thegatesofinfinitespace #~angel of death~#{Dirge}#[schematics]

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mha-adore · 4 years ago

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hey! ty sm for doing the matchup exchange with me, i look forward to writing your match! i’m rita and i go by she/her pronouns. i have a preference for men & i’m 16. my quirk would be similar to shinso & inumaki from jjk,, i can control ppl and animals just by saying a command,,, an indicator for when i’m using my quirk would be my eyes changing color & a side effect to using my quirk would be getting light headed.

i’m a libra sun, aquarius moon, & leo rising. a slytherin & intj-t. i’m v polite and reserved when you first meet me. i’m pretty introverted and i have anxiety. it takes me while to open up since it takes me a while to trust ppl. i do tend to get annoyed and angry by others easily,, i’m a bit of a hot head. i’m pretty chill and like joking around once i open up,, i can also be kinda dumb. i’m a bit of a loner and i don’t have many friends. i’m actually a bit of an emotional person but only when it comes to shows, movies, books, etc,, i tend to keep my emotions bottled up. i’m self conscious and self critical. i care a lot about having perfect grades and getting into a good university but i’m so lazy (lots of breaks & procrastination) at the same time,, i end up getting everything done on time though. i’m impatient when it comes to my own things so i like doing things my way bc i feel more comfortable that way. i also like keeping things neat. i’ve also been told i have a resting sad face & that i’m intimidating. i wear a lot of black and i’d describe my style as dark academia mixed with 70s-90s fashion. when i’m at home i just wear comfortable clothing like pajama pants and a t-shirt.

my likes/hobbies/interests are baking, playing the sims, writing, and playing board games with ppl i’m close to. i also like relaxing in bed and spending time with people i’m close to and having fun. i’m interested in psychology, true crime, & history. i don’t like arrogant & closed minded people. i look for a partner who is loyal, kind, & open-minded. my love languages are gifts and quality time (both ways).

i hope this isn’t too much,, ty again! <3

Hey friend, it's my pleasure! Thanks sm for offering 💖

Can I just say super quick that your quirk is really cool? You could command an army of bears, raccoons or fire ants. I would be terrified. Also I'm an Aquarius moon and INTJ too, air moons gotta stay together. I totally got a Libra vibe off you when you first messaged me and you're super sweet 🎀 also I totally get you on the anxiety part, I have anxiety too. I know how terrifying it can be to reach out to new people so please know I'm proud of you for taking the chance to reach out to me 😊 and it's never too much; the more detail the better!

I match you with Shoto!

Say hi to the walking AC and heater unit. A couple reasons I picked him is because you mentioned having anxiety and being hot headed. With his father being, well, himself and his mother being the anxious person she is, Shoto understands both sides of the coin very well and knows how to deal with both parts. He can balance being calm and stern at the same time and he has the patience of a saint. He would give you the time and space you need to grow comfortable around new people and surroundings, as well he would be able to keep you grounded when your temper gets the best of you. He mellows you out. My personal headcanon is that he's a Capricorn sun, Scorpio moon, Virgo rising, Ravenclaw and INFP.

He returns your jokes with dry humor. He can keep a dead serious face while making the stupidest jokes too. He could look you dead in the eye, face straight, and rip a monster fart and not giggle just to see your reaction. Honestly the image of him holding eye contact while aggressively farting is funny in my head. I know I have the humor of a 9 year old.

He isn't bothered by you not having many friends. He's a private person and doesn't want a lot of people up in his business. He prefers few close friends over many distant friends. He knows you aren't stupid and pays no attention to anything you say that may sound dumb. He's heard so much dumb shit he learned to filter it from his brain.

He understands that you're closed off on your emotions. He really can't blame you, he's quite the same. If you get a little teary eyed over a book or movie he'll let you talk it out and cry if you'd like, but he won't push you to be uncomfortably open to him. He values your happiness over his own and doesn't mind you keeping your feelings to yourself. He respects your privacy. Regardless of what you may feel conscious or critical of about yourself he's there to remind you that you're perfect. You're healthy, you're strong and you're doing the best you can. No one could ask any more from you. He's lived a majority of his life feeling outcasted and ignored because of his scar and wouldn't wish the same on anyone, so if there's any part of you that you feel bad about he's always reminding you that you have no imperfections, everything about you makes you one of a kind. You're irreplicable.

He isn't worried about you procrastinating on studying or homework. As long as you get it done and do well enough he isn't concerned. If you ever have difficulty with a subject he's happy to help you study and learn. If you want he can ask Momo to join for a study party if you want the extra help or company. He just wants to see you succeed and get into the college of your cotton candy dreams. Oh and don't worry about your tuition, he has it covered. Don't even mention it to him it'll already be paid off, including books and living arrangements. He only wants you to pay him back by doing your best in school and showing him you can handle the hard work.

He always has a suggestion on ways you can do things but he knows you prefer to do them by yourself, so he'll neber bombard you with his ideas. If you ask for his input he has plenty to give but otherwise he gives you the room to make your own moves. He's a neat freak himself and is always happy to help you keep your room clean and well put together. He has good room decor ideas too if you want to spruce up your room.

He really doesn't see you as intimidating. He sees a confident, independent and strong young woman who can hold her own. He occasionally wonders if you're really sad or if that's just your expression and he'll occasionally ask. He's only making sure you're okay. If you're sad he's on it with a cute or funny movie, some snacks, a shoulder to cry on and a whole night's worth of stuff to talk about.

He likes your sense of fashion, he enjoys darker and warmer colors. He lives for the 80s aesthetic and loves to see you mix the two so effortlessly. He can, wants to and will give you his t shirts to wear at home. He'll also loan you hoodies and sweaters. He won't outright buy you a hoodie, he'll buy one for himself and let you get away with stealing it from him.

He's so soft for home made cookies and would love for you to make him some. Home made dinners are also great. He would love to help you bake and would enjoy baking dates. He'll also watch shows like Hell's Kitchen with you. He isn't exactly a huge gamer but he likes simulation games and RPGs like Sims, Animal Crossing, Pokemon, Harvest Moon etc. He'll binge these games with you all day and night. Your Sims have to get married to each other it's the law. He enjoys reading what you write - what you don't mind sharing of course. He won't go peeking in your personal writing, he knows it isn't his place. Concerning what you do share he'll read it with great interest and share his thoughts and any ideas he has. He would really enjoy writing something with you, like a short story or a comic. He loves how you convey your writing and would be honored to take part in it. His favorite board game is Candy Land, a close second being Monopoly, followed by Scrabble. He pulls out a big ass dictionary during Scrabble just to prove to people that he knows his vocabulary. He loves you dearly but all bets are off during Monopoly, it's a dog eat dog world and he isn't bailing you out of jail. He will, however, offer you real money in turn for properties in the game. No that isn't cheating the rules say nothing about it. He has no problem with a lazy day in bed though and wouldn't mind just dozing or watching shows together. Any time spent with you is time spent well. You two could watch paint dry together and he would have a blast. He'll buy the paint.

With his personal involvment in hero work he has lots of info on true crime cases and can share stories and books with you. He has everything from small robberies to Ted Bundy and beyond. If you have a question about a true crime case he has an answer. As for psychology I imagine he would study it himself, perhaps as a secondary career or freelance hobby. He'll examine characters from books and movies with you and run his own behavioral analysis unit from his bedroom. The FBI doesn't hold a candle to him. He can, will and already has tracked down your enemies and he has their addresses. With his father being the new number one hero he essentially has the force of the law in his hands and if need be, he will use it. He won't do anything unjust unless your safety is in jeopardy but he won't hesitate to bring someone down. As for history he has plenty of books ranging from founding of countries to wars, to major technological advancements to the invention of toilet paper. He knows some very niche history facts. If you need to impress a teacher with knowledge on history he has you covered. He'll make the teacher quit their job in shame.

Shoto is absolutely loyal to the end, open minded and kind to a fault. He understands how it's like to be ignored, misunderstood and bullied and he won't treat anyone else that way. Regardless of his opinion on someone he still gives them respect and kindness. He doesn't care how rude or petty someone acts, they're still a human and deserve to be treated as such.

He goes out of his way to buy you special gifts, he values personal meaning over monetary value. Between a basic cheap necklace and an expensive bracelet of your favorite gemstone and color, you bet he's going for the bracelet. The cost isn't important to him, he just wants to see your face light up when you open the gift. As for gifts from you he doesn't care about how much you spent, he just wants something from the heart. You could give him an origami swan that cost you nothing to make and he would treasure it like a rare antique. As for quality time, he always enjoys a good movie, board game, cuddle session or just a nap. Like I mentioned before, any time spent together is time spent well.

I hope you enjoyed this friend!! 🥀 I'll be sending my part your way soon, thanks again for the offer! I had a lot of fun with this one 😘

#iidastiddies #mha x reader #bnha x reader #matchup #mha matchup #bnha matchup #matchup exchange #shoto #todoroki #shoto todoroki #todoroki shoto #todoroki x reader #shoto x reader #shoto todoroki x reader #todoroki shoto x reader

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scullyy · 4 years ago

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Birthday Boy

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Summary: It's AJs' birthday! The kids have gathered around for another rockin' hootenanny!

A/N: brUH I’ve been working on this for agesssss and it’s finally dooooneeeeee ~~and it’s still not my best but I TRIED and perfection doesn’t eXIST-~~ it’s a VERY belated birthday gift for @bluebutterfly1 cause she’s been wanting this foREVER. SHE'S AMAZING OKAY-

so yeah this is based off a deleted scene from TFS where it was AJ’s birthday and what not anyways ily and enjoy x

It was hard being a kid sometimes, not having the words to describe how you're feeling, not even knowing what it is you are feeling was also a bummer. AJ had hoped he would know when he got older, especially by Clem's age. He would know so many more words and feelings and extra stuff about the world. He had already learned so much just from Aasims' teachings.

But Aasim hadn't taught him why everyone was giving him strange looks this one particular winter morning.

Clem was the first, she wasn't as good of a liar as she thought she was. There was this...odd smile on her face. AJ recognised it as the same smile Louis makes whenever he tries to get out of trouble. Ruby, Violet and Aasim had immediately zoomed off into the school once breakfast was done, only running out to share little whispers with Clementine. Omar was cooking something in his special big pot, more focused than AJ had ever seen, but he refused to tell the kid what it was.

He hadn't even seen Louis! Not even during breakfast! The only other person outside was Willy, still stationed at the watchtower. AJ's curious mind and talkative nature tried to squeeze as much info out of the young boy, but he was able to keep his mouth shut for once.

It all led him to sit beside Clementine in an unusual silence for the two, one that didn't sneak past her. Nothing AJ did - or in this case, didn't - could slip by her radar. "Why the long face kiddo?" Clem bumped her elbow into his shoulder, attempting to steal his attention.

AJ picked at a speck of dry skin on his hand, sporting a very obvious pout. "Did I do something wrong?"

That caught her off guard. Her leg trembled from both the cold and her deeply-bundled nerves. Keeping a secret, especially one she knew AJ was going to love, was tougher than she thought. "What makes you think that?" Her eyes moved rapidly from AJ and the school doors, keeping her crossed fingers hidden beneath her thigh. The other kids better be done soon...

"No one is talking to me. Like when I shot Marlon and everyone got mad at me. I didn't like that and I don't like this." He kicked at the air, his little legs still too short to touch the ground.

"I'm sure everything is fine-"

As her hand reached out to hold him, he pulled himself away, jumping straight to his feet. "Don't say that! I know you're lying!"

His desperation near broke her heart. She could never say no to his cute face, damn him. Heaving a sigh of defeat, she gave in. "Okay fine, follow me." The other kids would surely be pissed at her for letting on too early, but she would rather that than an upset AJ.

And boy did that remove the frown from his face. He bounded around her as she got her crutches in order, kicking up sparkling snow behind him. "Where are we going?"

"The music room-"

The young boy had bolted off before she could finish, reminding her of another young boy she used to know when this all started. "Slow down, kiddo! You're not the one on crutches!"

His eagerness outweighed Clem's command, which was usually his law. He could hear muted talking from within Louis' music room, a few giggles here and there too. He crept closer to the door, utilising his amazing ninja skills. His tiny hand gripped the tinier doorknob, opening the door just a crack to find...huh?

The doorknob was set free from his hand, which had now fallen loosely by his side as he took one quiet step into the room. "What's this?" AJ disturbed the other kids, finding them in compromising positions. Louis was on his very tip-toes, tying some blue tinsel around the fireplace, Aasim and Ruby were lighting the last of the candles as Violet was gently moving the gramophone back into it's original place.

It was a real life record scratch moment.

"Oh shit," Louis broke the silence first, drawing everyone's line of sight to the intruder. He chucked the last of the tinsel up onto the mantle in a careless manner before throwing his hands into the air. "Happy birthday AJ!"

The other kids all dropped what they were doing, raising their hands in line with Louis. "Happy birthday!"

Said child stood there with his mouth hung wide open, taking in the sight. "What?" It was the only word racing through his mind.

Louis kneeled down to his level, sporting one of the biggest smiles AJ had ever seen. "It's your birthday little dude, gotta celebrate it big time."

"My...birthday?" Whatwhatwhatwhatwhat-

Willy tugged on the thick tinsel that ran from the fireplace to Louis' piano. "We managed to scrounge up some decorations from the drama class."

"And we re-used the banner from the party back when these guys got kidnapped." Ruby pointed to the banner above the doorway. The original message 'We're getting them back' had been scribbled out and somehow replaced with 'Happy birthday Alvin Junior'.

AJ spun around, his eyes bouncing between all the bright decor; the flickering candles, the weird fuzzy stuff on the piano, it was all so new. "You did this..for me?"

A slightly puffed Clementine finally made her way into the room, smiling with pure glee at how well her friends decorated the space. She stood beside her boy, trying to decipher what he was feeling. "What do you think AJ?"

"It's awesome!" He threw his hands up into the air.

Louis looked between his friends, all of them sharing evil little smiles. "So, who wants to go first?"

"First in what?" AJ questioned, nearly vibrating at wondering what else they could have planned.

Clementine gently nudged him forward with her crutch, pushing him into the centre of the room. "Gift-giving."

"Gifts?" He continued to question. So much new knowledge in such a short span of time.

Louis dead-panned, merely wanting the festivities to begin. "If you keep asking questions we're going to be here all day. Of course, we got you gifts! It's a thing you give someone to show appreciation or celebrate, and today little dude we're celebrating you."

"I'll go first since my gift is the coolest," Violet was guided over to AJ by Ruby, her smile never wavering. From behind her back she presented a roll up parchment, the corners slightly ripped.

AJ pulled it open and blinked rapidly, taking in the faded faces and text. "Green Day? What's that mean?"

"They were a really cool band, before everything happened," Violet nodded to the outside world. "I figured you could hang it up in your room. If I ever find one of their records, you'll be the first to listen, little man." Slowly guiding her hand to the curve of his shoulder, she gave him a gentle punch.

AJ was still hung up on why a day would be green but appreciated the thought from Violet nonetheless. "They look cool...but what's on their eyes?"

Green Day was a rare source of joy from Violet's sordid childhood, a fleating sense of nostalgia washed over her as she came to realise it'll do the same for him.

Ruby skipped closer to AJ once Violet took a seat on the piano stool, thankful that she got to go next. "I figured since you've become an A+ gardener, you could have this little guy," She brandished from behind her back a small pot, with an even smaller plant inside. "If you take good care of it, he'll grow big and strong."

"Just like me!" AJ was near bursting at the seams; the flower was rather dainty, small and barely purple, yet ready to flourish.

She gently pinched his cheek, gushing openly. "Just like you," Ruby bounced away on her feet, feeling another sense of pride at impressing the tot. She patted Aasim on the back, which turned more into a push when he didn't catch onto her actions. "C'mon, it's your turn now!"

Aasim shuffled over, not bothering to hide his gift. He cleared his throat before passing it to AJ. "Here dude," In his grasp laid a tightly bound book, his name carved into the leather cover. His precious journal that he guarded so dearly the night they first met.

AJ took it gently, treating the book as if it were made of glass. "But it's yours?" He questioned, remembering their first encounter. How times had changed.

Aasim shrugged, unsure of what to say. Dammit, he had this all planned out beforehand! "It's ours. Think of it as 'Ericson's History Volume One', you can finish it off if you like."

"This is cool, I hope I can write as good as you." AJ was so captured by his friend's neat handwriting, he didn't notice Aasims' sincere smile.

"My turn!" Willy yelled, pushing Aasim out of the way in the process. His gift was the only wrapped one, albeit it was wrapped in old textbook pages. A tear in the paper revealed a small piece of wood shining through. "It's a slingshot! Mitch and I used to hit walkers with them all day, now we can!"

AJ hadn't even finished tearing the paper away, but his heart still soared. "That's cool, I wish Mitch was here." He added quietly.

Willy lowered his head, gently fidgeting with his own fingers. "Me too."

Their friend's passing left a forever space in every room, an unnerving emptiness that will never go away.

"Okay Willy, my turn," Omar butted in, wanting to steer the conversation back to the joy. He handed AJ a wooden spoon with a neat little bow wrapped around the handle. "It's my best spoon. You can use it to help me cook dinner tonight."

Louis whipped his head to Omar, shooting daggers from his eyes. "You never let anyone help!"

Omar kept a strong smile as he turned to his friend, unphased. "No, I don't let you help because unlike you the kid actually listens to instructions."

"I listen, just like to take a more...casual approach to cooking." He shrugged, finding a sudden interest in his shoes.

"If by casual you mean undercooking the fish, then sure."

Louis poked his tongue out at his friend before sauntering over to AJ, ready to present the greatest gift of all fucking time. "I figured it's time for an upgrade, say goodbye to that crusty knife," Louis whipped out a small bar stool from behind him, holding it out in front of the boy. "I present...Stoolio! Get it? Cause it's a stool."

"Nope!" AJ beamed brighter than Clem had ever seen, despite the joke flying way over his head. Louis just had that effect on people. The stool was heavier than it seemed, as it immediately hit the floor when AJ took ahold of it. The faded wood declaring the weapons' age, AJ traced the deep cracks with his fingers. "I think I'll call it CJ, Chairles Junior, like my name."

"That's a much better name. It's strong like you too. It defeats monsters, protects people and looks super cool." He purred, selling the gift as only the best of the best.

AJ looked between his new weapon and Louis, letting the weight of it settle in his small palms. It was stronger than his little knife, though not as easy to hold as his gun. But if Louis could do it, so could he. "Sounds more like you."

Clementine noticed the hitch in Louis' breath, both their hearts thumping from the young boys' sentiment. Louis could feel his heart slip up into his throat, thumping faster than his breathing could keep up. "Uh, wow, thank you. It's both of us."

If only AJ was aware of how much his statement meant to Louis, how he would hold onto it during his weakest hours. If that kid could believe in him, he must be doing something right.

Louis cleared his throat, choking back a quiet sob as his heart settled back down. "There's one final surprise, from all of us." He hopped over to a box beside the ladder, dragging Omar over with him.

The boys reached into the box and began to lift something of great weight, as they struggled to keep a tight grip. "Just don't ask how we got it." Omar heaved, forgetting just how little muscle he truly had.

From the box emeregd something AJ could only imagine in his wildest daydreams. A...giant...Disco Broccoli!

The tot stood in pure disbelief, his jaw hanging wide open. "Is that-"

"Oh hell yeah it is," Louis sneered, maybe just a little more excited than AJ.

The boys set it down besides the dusty fireplace, with Omar wiping his brow. "You like it?"

AJ wandered closer, getting a better look. It was certainly Disco Broccoli, despite there being a hole in his cartoon hand. He had the cool glasses and everything! But he looked...funny. "What...what is it?"

Louis clasped the tots' shoulder, it was always a fun venture showing him something from the old world. Seeing the wonder in his wide eyes, made the hassle Louis went through to get the damn thing worth it. "It's a pinata, bro! You hit it and stuff is supposed to come out."

Omar tapped the side of the pinata, being greeted by a soft echo. "There's nothing in it, but it's still fun to hit."

"You can use Chairles Junior there." Louis was nearly bouncing at the idea as he handed the stool leg to the birthday boy, ready for the absolute carnage he was about to witness.

AJ gripped his new(ish) weapon tightly, eyeing down the funny looking Disco Broccoli. "Awesome."

Clem watched from the piano as AJ tried to lift the stool above his head, nearly tipping over from its' weight. Her thoughts drifted to a dream she had, Lees' words at the forefront of her thoughts. "Wanting to give him a childhood, but knowing what it takes for him to survive."

"You okay, Clem?" Louis bumped his shoulder with hers, breaking her away from her memories.

Nodding slightly, Clementine hoped he couldn't notice the tears in her eyes. "Yeah, thanks for this. It's amazing."

"No problemo, it's good to see him smile."

Clem continued to watch AJ laughing with his friends, a smile tugging at the corner of her lips. "He's been doing that a lot since we've arrived here."

Louis continued to gaze at her, despite her not noticing. "You both have."

Just as it had always been, Clem and AJ sat side by side together on the steps of the courtyard, appreciating the rare beauty of the sunset. The sky a gallery of purely blue and purple. Clem disrupted the silence first, after having spent a lengthy amount of time remembering Rebecca and Alvin, wondering if they would be proud of their young boy. "Can I admit something?"

AJ curiously turned to her, awaiting with an eager tap in his foot.

"I don't actually know if today is your birthday," She pouted. "I know it's at the start of winter, but that's it. There were no calendars, no way to check the date. I just kinda had to guess every year. I also don't know how old you actually are." If she had to guess, either six or seven. Without access to a calendar, all these years trying to keep track of the fleeting months grew tiresome and redundant. Each day was the same, a date made no difference. Hell, she wasn't even sure of her own age anymore.

"Maybe I'm a thousand years old!" He bounced like the truly giddy child he was.

Clem laughed openly into the chilly air. "Sure thing, Grandpa." She pushed at his shoulder before looking back at the sky, knowing deep within her gut that Alvin and Rebecca were smiling with her.

They remained in a balanced silence for a while, until AJ turned back to her. "I don't think it matters. I get bigger and stronger every day, no matter how old I am I'll always protect us."

Clementine wrapped her arm around him, pulling him in close the same way she always had and the same way she always will. "I know you will, forever," She pressed a firm kiss to the top of his head, smiling into his thick hair. "Wanna know what we're having for dinner?"

"What?"

"Beans with apple slices."

"BEANS!"

#twdg #the walking dead game #the walking dead game season four #twdg clementine #twdg aj #telltales the walking dead #twdgs4 #twdg the final season #twdg fanfiction #twdg headcanons #fanfiction #scullyy

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prosebushpatch · 4 years ago

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A Hat in Time Theory IN WHICH HAT KID WAS ORIGINALLY THE DAUGHTER OF VANESSA AND THE PRINCE BUT IN WHICH THAT WAS POSSIBLY CUT OUT below the cut please bear with my ramblings.

First of all, I feel like it’s safe to say that Hat Kid’s home is very possibly in a different time than which the game takes place because why else would you pilot a ship that runs on magic hourglasses? However, if she is originally from Earth during a different time, she does not seem to recognize it. This is the main reason that I think her being from Earth was originally cut and is no longer in the story.

In her diary after Chapter 1-1, she writes, “Why couldn’t I have gotten stranded near a normal planet,” which indicates to me that Hat Kid has no connection to Earth at all. Her diaries continue in this tone of exploring an unfamiliar planet as she documents her encounters. Especially when she writes about the Snatcher or about Vanessa, she appears to have no knowledge of who they were and talks about Vanessa as probably being a creepy old lady and Snatcher being a jerk making her do chores. I feel like if Hat Kid knew the home she’s trying to return to is the past Subcon forest, there would be more hints, at least, where she either reflects on the state of the forest or outright shows more affection for Snatcher or Vanessa.

However, it is probable that Hat Kid simply doesn’t know. We don’t know how long she was separated from Home, and we don’t know when she was, potentially resulting in a Clark Kent version where Hat Kid was shot out to space as a baby to protect her from Vanessa? This specifically could make sense when considering how the beta characters, Tim and Thor are frozen in Vanessa’s manor on the same floor where there is a nursery. Tim was originally going to serve as Hat Kid’s instructor/tutorial and Thor was an inventor. It makes sense that they might have not only constructed the ship for Hat Kid, but would have helped her escape before being frozen by Vanessa. (Or they’re there so their models get used and it’s not that deep). But, it does seem telling either way that Vanessa’s Manor does hold a nursery. (On a creepier note, the painting in the nursery is slowly filled in with what looks like Hat Kid holding the fox Forest Dweller Mask as Hat Kid goes back and forth to bring balloons to the key on Vanessa’s bed. While this could be just to add extra horror to the spooky situation, it does seem to connect Hat Kid directly to the nursery).

Subcon Forest has the most cut content from what I can tell, and seems to have the most fleshed out characters and world. Focusing on Scenery, there’s the frozen manor and village, the burning forest, the Forest Dweller’s village, the well, the swamp, and most importantly, the area of the forest where the purple time rift is. According to the wiki, this area of the forest is known as the Augmented forest and could have been where Moonjumper lived. The forest is full of crumbling homes and furniture, giant gears, a giant face of a yellow clock with a red hand, and the Purple Time Rift that tells us Queen Vanessa’s story. The Time Rift is inside a large ice shard that varies with hit boxes and a tower with Hat Kid’s Top Hat right in front of it. To my knowledge, there isn’t any similar structure in the other worlds so it’s strange that Subcon has a whole pillar dedicated to Hat Kid’s signature Hat.

Speaking of Moonjumper, he was originally the prince before he was cut and the Snatcher took Moonjumper’s backstory. Interestingly, the outline of the prince in Vanessa’s manor looks, to me, more like Moonjumper’s design with the jagged cloak which doesn’t matter too much to this theory but I thought I would point it out. The moon is always looming over Subcon Forest and the higher you get, specifically on top of the Snatcher’s tree, you can see shadowy buildings with golden windows reaching towards the moon. This is reminiscent of where Hat Adult is found in the beta.

Hat Adult, another scrapped idea, exists a bookstore in a grey looking world with shadowy structures and golden windows. Hat Adult has a song called “Hat Adult Masked Song” with lyrics that seem to tell the story of the Prince and Vanessa and was supposed to be played over “TheSubconForest_Masked” (as explained here) And interestingly, the lyrics seem to refer to Moonjumper instead of the Snatcher, saying, “Skin so blue/His eyes shot red.” Which better matches Moonjumper’s blue skin and decorated red eyes. So, at least in the beta, Hat Adult seems more connected to Moonjumper and his story. I think it’s worth noting that it’s also snowing in the area with the bookstore, almost like tying in Vanessa’s icy influence as well. Whether the bookstore is in fact where Hat Adult calls Home or not, it seems odd that there’s a lot of connections between Hat Adult and Subcon in general.

Mentioned in the same video I linked at 9:23, there’s an art piece of Hat Kid and Hat Adult, a Rocketship, and Penguins under a moon (also boy with a sword but idk I’m focusing on the moon right now). The only other place, to my knowledge, where we see the moon is where DJ Grooves films his movies, which is supposed to be on the moon. This might explain the penguins in the pic but the rocketship and Hat Kid and Hat Adult seem to further emphasize that they need to get to the moon for some reason or other. Most likely because it is connected to Home.

This is all hypothetical, but in my gut I want to connect “Time’s End” to the Horizon, which is where Moonjumper would have been trapped. I feel like if there’s going to be a place where time is unmoving/doesn’t exist it would be the Horizon? Again, connecting Moonjumper to Hat Adult.

In the wiki there’s also a very interesting quote from the Snatcher that takes place some time during the Death Wish DLC. He says, “You look just like your parents, you know that? At least I think you do-their spirits are looking kind of hazy. Just kidding! Or maybe not, who can really tell.” Assuming this is directed at Hat Kid and not a depressing quip about her parents’ souls being with the Snatcher, it could be a hint that the Snatcher is talking about himself and Vanessa. We don’t get a lot of specific facial features for human Vanessa or the Prince, but the Prince’s hair does seem similar to Hat Kid’s hair color and the fact that the Snatcher admits their spirits are looking kind of hazy could refer to the Snatcher and Vanessa’s shadow forms.

Also this is small, but the amount of character dolls and the fact that right at the beginning of the game you can find a snatcher ball even before the time pieces are lost seems suspicious if Hat Kid was never supposed to have been on the planet before or know any of the characters...

Finally, there’s a picture of an idyllic wooden home by river in a lush green forest in the kitchen on Hat Kid’s ship (even at the beginning of the game). This could be a picture of Subcon Forest before Vanessa changed as the building structure is similar to the wooden homes in the frozen and burning parts of the forest. Also, the picture of Hat Kid’s home on the screen keeping track of time pieces looks like a shorter version of the picture in the woods, complete with trees growing beside it. Coincidence? Probably. JK I totally think it makes sense that Hat Kid was at least born in Subcon Forest pre Vanessa turning it to ice.

That was long. For easier access, I used this video about cut bits, https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wZlM5wWOY2k, this video with all the diaries https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=x_tnPIiwNEA, and the wiki https://ahatintime.fandom.com/wiki/Hat_Kid, the lyrics for Hat Adult Song https://www.deviantart.com/domobfdi/journal/A-Hat-In-Time-Unused-Subcon-Forest-Mask-Lyrics-794023592, and of course, my excessive excursions into Subcon Forest.

Please feel free to message me or correct any info, obviously I relied on beta stuff that I might not have gotten right or understood but I’m interested to hear what you think!

TL;DR: Hat Kid was at least originally planned to be the Prince’s and Queen Vanessa’s daughter but that part of the story was probably cut because of all the beta content cut and all the ties Hat Kid has to Subcon Forest.

#a hat in time #ahit #The Snatcher #Hat Kid #Queen Vanessa #theory #sorry this is so long I HAVE FEELS #seriously replayed the vanessa chapter and let me tell you the amount of times i hide under benches when i don't need to #the music guys #it's so creepy and when it gets bigger i just dive for cover whether i triggered her to come in or not #also what's with all the creepy writing in the attic?#you can see it with the dweller mask and also an outline of a body WHICH I DON'T LIKE #also it looks like moonjumper is painted on the wall with the door #and i might be so bold as to suggest the writing on the ground looks like Hat Kid's symbols?#like her language she uses to write her name?#YOU KNOW WHAT THAT CONVINCED ME EVEN MORE #BECAUSE ENGLISH ALREADY EXISTS ON THE EARTH AND SOME NOTES THAT CHARACTERS WRITE AND IN MAFIA TOWN #SO THE STRANGE LETTERS ARE LIKE HAT KID'S NAME WHICH TIES HER FURTHER TO SUBCON #LIKE THE WRITING IS THE SAME #NAILED IT

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Pairing: MadaraTobirama Word count: 4161 Chapter: 23/? Summary: Not all wars are fought on the battlefield. Some are fought at the conference table, with whispers in the shadows, or even in the bedroom.

In a world where the Senju and Uchiha traditional lands were too far apart to have ever made them enemies, Butsuma and Tajima are the ones who come together and sign a treaty of peace. Madara isn’t happy to have his life signed away for him in a political marriage to strengthen the bond between their clans. He is even less happy to have Tobirama make assumptions of him from their very first night together. What follows from there is a journey of healing, of learning, and finding the places to belong in the places least expected.

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Chapter 23

Once the idea of it was put out for the rest of the council to chew on getting an organization of elite fighters put together was surprisingly easy. This soon after they had all come together new departments were being formed all the time still so it wasn’t all that difficult to simply branch a few more people off to begin organizing this latest project. What was more difficult was trying to get everyone on board with the same plan because each council member had fifteen suggestions and they all wanted theirs to be implemented first. In the end Tobirama wrested control of the entire project away from the fluttering fingers of so many cranky old men and dropped it all in Izuna’s lap. If his brother in law had enough time to spend his evenings in bars or running around trying to ruin marriages then he certainly had enough time to oversee the creation of this new military body.

Izuna wasn’t exactly happy to have such a large amount of work thrown at him without warning but Tobirama had noticed how the man was always looking for a chance to prove himself capable at anything within reach. Such a big opportunity was the perfect thing to keep him out of trouble. Perhaps it was reaching a little but he also hoped that maybe the responsibility would stabilize him a little, help him grow up even a tiny bit. He couldn’t keep waiting to crawl back under his big brother’s wings.

Not now that his big brother was married and building a life of his own. Tobirama had a few plans to see that life continue to grow and he refused to be put off those plans by anyone but Madara himself.

With things at home once again settled and happier than ever Tobirama was able to throw himself in to his own work with a new energy, still spread too thin as he had been before but keeping his head above water just a little better now that he didn’t have to waste so much brain space worrying about the man who shared his bed. He’d always been a firm believer in not bringing one’s personal life to work and here he had been one of the worst offenders with all the drama between himself and Madara. He never allowed it to affect his quality of work, of course, but he couldn’t deny that it had affected his productivity at times.

Unfortunately that meant he was suddenly spending almost as much time in his father’s office as Hashirama did despite not being required to report directly to his father for day to day work. The only occasion he actually needed to spend any time on the top floor outside of meetings was when he finished a project that required a proper report but with the surge of energy helping him get more than ever done in the office he found the loose ends tying together for several projects and proposals that had been sitting unfinished while his head was stuck in the clouds.

Once upon a time Tobirama had loved his father, he was sure. Back when he was too young to know him for who he really was. Standing across the desk and watching the man ignore him in favor of sorting the mail that had just been delivered he wondered what it said about him that he felt very little for the one who had sired him. He couldn’t say he loved Butsuma but nor could he say that he hated him. Once his training began at five years old their relationship had quickly become one of superior and subordinate with very little else in between and yet he’d never felt as though he were lacking anything. He may not have had a caring father but what he did have was an older brother who loved him and a first cousin who supported him through every up and down that had come to him in life, two people who were more precious to him than the rest of the world put together, so despite the distance between himself and the man across the desk Tobirama had never been alone and he was fine with that. He knew no other way of being.

“The Land of Iron?” Butsuma’s voice drew him out of his musings, though he waited to see if he was actually being addressed or if the man were just muttering to himself again. “Did we write any letters to the Land of Iron?”

“Not that I recall,” Tobirama admitted. Which was enough of a point on its own, really. He had a memory like a steel trap for most things.

“We used to trade with them when my father was clan head,” the other mused. “It’s possible they’ve heard of our newfound stability and wish to open trade again. Good fortune if that is the case; their weapons are of incredible quality.”

Furrowing his brows in thought, Butsuma pulled the cap off the end of the tube and slid a thin scroll out on to his desk. His eyes darted up and down the page as he read through the missive and then he was sitting back in his chair with both eyebrows up near his hairline. The parchment made a faint whoosh when he released it to fall to his desk without care.

“They’re offering an alliance,” he said. Tobirama blinked twice.

“I can’t say I was expecting that.”

“Neither was I. The trade offer I expected but to actually have them suggest a treaty of some sort…they do have caveats, of course, and they’re calling for an official meeting to hammer out such accords but this is certainly a boon I did not see coming. And without prompting!” His eyebrows were slowly coming back down but the shock in his eyes had yet to fade.

Tobirama paused the thoughts already racing through his mind with several half-formed ideas, chary nature catching on his father’s words. It wasn’t that unusual for a minor or even a major clan to make the first move seeking an alliance with the growing stability of Konohagakure but it was fairly odd for a far off land famous for remaining neutral in almost all conflicts to seek out an alliance. Not just a set of accords stating they would both respect each other’s borders but an actual alliance from what it sounded like. Very strange.

Strange enough for a few suspicions to form but he kept those to himself for the moment, unwilling to cause any upset in case he was only jumping at shadows. Instead he hummed and murmured, “Most fortuitous indeed. We should gather the council to get their thoughts.”

“We had a full meeting just last week to discuss your new ranking system,” Butsuma said, now frowning again with indecision – or possibly at the memory of listening to the Hyuga and Shimura heirs scream themselves hoarse over whether or not kekkei genkai should be considered as proof of having reached a certain level of skill.

“Perhaps an informal gathering? Just the heads themselves, I should think.” Tobirama tilted his head in question.

“I suppose it’s not as though any of those lazy bums are doing much else with their day. Hmph. Always letting their rank do the work for them.” Butsuma’s opinions of the other clan heads had never been particularly high, a battle Tobirama had decided was not worth fighting. It certainly wasn’t worth getting in to now when there were more important things to discuss.

“If you don’t mind, I should like for myself and Madara to attend as well. He has excellent insight, I find.”

Butsuma waved impatiently. “Yes, yes, fine. I have other things to do right now. Send word for the others to meet after lunch, would you?”

Tobirama nodded once and spun around to leave without waiting to be dismissed. There was no need. He understood the look in Butsuma’s eyes meant the man had already forgotten the unwanted distraction there with him. Before anything else he sent a few runners out to make the rounds and notify the right people as he’d been asked to. Then he settled in to spend his morning as he always did, squaring away the daily tasks that needed to get done first so they wouldn’t pile up on him the next day. With the knowledge that his afternoon would be interrupted he actually managed to step on the gas a little extra and get more done than he expected – right up until twenty minutes to noon when he felt a rush of guilt go through him.

“Madara,” he mumbled in his breath. “I forgot to tell Madara.”

Of all the people he needed to invite to this impromptu meeting it was shameful that he hadn’t remembered to send a message to his own husband. Clapping the heel of one palm to his forehead, Tobirama stood from his chair and hurried out of the room. Thankfully the hallways were mostly empty so he didn’t have to dodge a hundred bodies trying to move up a floor.

When he got there, however, the office was also empty and for a few moments he did nothing but stand in the doorway staring at the two desks inside with a bewildered expression. He couldn’t remember the last time he had even walked past the room and not seen Madara hunkered down in his chair with a pencil in hand gripped like he were going to war with it. Madara did almost everything with an edge of aggression, even writing his reports, and Tobirama couldn’t help being endeared by the sheer unnecessity of it all.

All it took was a quick second to stretch his senses and he located both Madara and Hashirama in a teahouse only half a block from the tower. They must have taken an early lunch, he realized, and while his first instinct was to simply head over and join them he was held back by thoughts of all the work he would miss out on completing if he squandered the last hour left to him.

He could eat when they got home, he decided reluctantly. Sending another runner with a message was difficult when the draw of spending lunch with his husband and brother was so strong. Tobirama was fairly sure they must have heard his sigh three floors down when he made it back to his own desk and sat down with enough reluctance to make his relation with Hashirama obvious. He could feel the others that supposedly shared his office space puttering about on the first floor so he at least had the silence and calm environment he preferred to work in but it wasn’t nearly as pleasant as slipping in to that little café would have been, inviting himself to sit next to Madara, entwining their fingers out of sight below the table, and teasing Hashirama with blatantly false denials that anything at all had changed between them.

Instead he filled his lunch hour with forms and charts and endless tables covered in numbers and notations enough that if he didn’t love mathematics so much he might have shredded each of these documents. Madara came back from lunch a little early and for a moment Tobirama thought he might have a bit of unexpected company but at the last moment that familiar chakra was intercepted by someone else and led away to do his own job.

Fifteen minutes before the surprise meeting Tobirama all but tossed his pencil down and rubbed at the space between his brows. A headache was already forming and he hadn’t even had to deal with all the idiocy of multiple clan heads vying for dominance yet. Wonderful.

Determined to have a moment since he had been denied an entire lunch, Tobirama hurried out of his office and up the stairs to intercept Madara just as he stepped out in to the hall. He ignored the startled squawk and pulled them both in to the first room he couldn’t feel any presence inside of. None of the empty desks had any judgement for him as he shut the door and pressed Madara against it to bring their lips together for a warm, languid kiss, gratified to feel his partner melt in to it immediately.

“What was that for?” Madara asked, dazed.

“I felt like it,” Tobirama replied gruffly. He cleared his throat and fixed his shirt as though nothing had happened. “We should get going before we’re late.”

“You were the one that pulled me in here!”

“And now I’m telling you we should go.”

Madara glared at him for a moment, the corners of his mouth twitching to hold a smile at bay, but eventually he lunged forward to steal another kiss before spinning around and all but leaping out in to the hallway. Tobirama followed with much less tension between his shoulders than had been there only a moment ago. All the yearning built up from denying himself a café lunch hour had been rather pleasantly satisfied by their quick little liaison.

Watching from the corner of one eye as Madara stumbled along in a bit of a daze, Tobirama entered the board room feeling rather smug. None of the clan heirs were present but for themselves, not even Hashirama, only the men and women who viewed themselves as the most important people in the village. Politically, of course, they could be considered correct but that attitude had always struck Tobirama in an unpleasant way, the thinking that all the lives of everyone else were somehow less important because they hadn’t been born to the head family.

Yet another of the battles he had chosen not to fight; there was no point when he already knew he would never change anyone’s mind about it.

Picking out a seat midway down the table as he usually preferred to when there was space available, he pulled them both down between the Aburame matriarch and the Kohaku clan head whose beard proceeded him by several feet wherever he went. Every time Tobirama saw him he was tempted to ask when that mess had last been combed. He refrained today, as he always did, and lifted his head to watch with no little exasperation as his father marched in to the room wearing one of the smuggest expressions he had ever seen.

Very much in the mood to mock any of the idiots around him, Tobirama watched his father place himself on a plain wooden chair as though it were a golden throne and muttered quietly under his breath in imitation, “I’m sure you’re all wondering why I’ve gathered you here today.” He was gratified to hear muffled snickering from the seat beside him – then both he and Madara were biting their lips to keep the laughter in when Butsuma unknowingly repeated his mockery verbatim.

“I’m sure you’re all wondering why I’ve gathered you here today.”

“Go on,” Tajima called in a deadpan voice from his end of the table, “thrill us.”

“Yes, I intend to. I have in my hand a letter from the Land of Iron, with whom I will soon be signing a treaty to secure an alliance.” He looked incredibly pleased with himself, even more so to hear many of the heads around the table murmur with approving surprise.

Tajima, on the other hand, did not look as thrilled as he had asked to be. He looked instead as though he had swallowed several lemons at once and immediately regretted doing so with his face pinched and drained of blood, jaw clenched until the veins in his neck began to pop out alarmingly.

“I beg your pardon. You secured an alliance with the samurai?” he asked. Tobirama noted the deadly iron undertone and wondered at the odd emphasis but Butsuma paid it no mind.

“Correct. I have a communication that reached me this morning to prove it. Yamanaka-san, if you would pass this along the table for the council to read.” The letter was shared around and with each set of hands it passed through Tajima looked closer and closer to exploding at any moment without any obvious explanation for why. By the time it reached him he was nearly frothing at the mouth with a rage that did not seem to fit the situation, snatching the letter out of the Hyuga head’s grasp the moment it came within reach.

His eyes fairly snapped up and down the page as he read. Somehow he managed to make even reading look angry, a trait he shared with his son although on Madara it was more adorable than off-putting. Tobirama mused that it must be his husband’s cheeks. Tajima’s cheeks didn’t puff out when he was angry; they sucked in.

When it was no longer needed the letter was placed back down on the table with deliberate motions and it felt as though the entire room were watching for Tajima’s reaction. They were not disappointed, though obviously many of them were a little confused.

“You say this was delivered to you?” he asked his counterpart, nostrils flaring.

“It was.”

“Well then. You will all excuse me, I hope, while I go down and speak with the postal department or whoever delivers the mail around here.” Standing from his seat, Tajima paused when Tobirama spoke up without thinking, a habit built from years of dealing with a brother who couldn’t keep a proper title in his head if he taped it in there.

“The couriers, I think you mean.”

Halfway out of his chair, Tajima twitched violently. “Yes,” he ground out. “The couriers. If the council will excuse me now.”

Until he heard the sheer offense in the man’s tone Tobirama hadn’t thought anything of his subtly reprimanding tone, though it was hard to feel bad at all when he had Madara's hand on his knee squeezing tightly to hold in his utter joy at seeing Tajima scolded in public like a young child behaving badly. It only got harder for the both of them to contain themselves when the fool at the head of the table attempted to sweep regally towards the door only to have his dignity and his clothing torn at the same time as his sleeve got caught in a few splinters on the arm of his chair.

Since those splinters had not been there at the beginning of the meeting Tobirama could only assume the poor lump of wood had taken the brunt of his unexplained temper. Extracting himself and what little was left of his composure, Tajima stomped out of the room with a thundercloud hanging over his head for all to see. In his wake many of the council began to whisper amongst themselves.

“It seems Uchiha-sama has some business more important than that of the village,” one of them remarked with scorn obvious in every word.

“As we all know, he is indeed a very busy man,” Butsuma pointed out. He could afford to be magnanimous now that he’d made himself look so good with this unexpected and greatly beneficial alliance. “He will understand if we continue without him.”

Left with no one else to challenge his authority as the one leading the meeting, Butsuma called the room to order and happily took charge for the rest of their discussions. Without their usual minor clansmen present to take notes Tobirama appointed himself the job of recording minutes but that didn’t stop him from throwing in a suggestion here or there. He was surprised that Madara didn’t say much, though from the contained amusement on the man’s face Tobirama thought more and more with each passing minute that his suspicions from that morning had been correct.

Waiting until the entire council had run dry of things to say took forever. As much as Tobirama tried to give respect to the generation before his own he had noticed that many of them said more than necessary just to fill the room with the sound of their voice, almost as though they were afraid others might forget their importance if they didn’t fill a certain quota of words each day. In the end it did little more than waste everyone’s time yet still he was forced to sit quietly and listen to them lest he give offense and cause himself more trouble than he wanted to deal with. Letting the old folks ramble on was easier than soothing so many ruffled feathers.

It gave Madara time to compose himself, at the very least, so by the time they were all finally able to escape the meeting he was able to cobble together an expression that at least partially resembled solemnity. The façade crumbled as soon as they left and Tobirama pulled him in to the same office they had borrowed before, thankfully still empty.

“You seemed to find your father’s reaction to this alliance particularly funny,” he noted.

“Do you think he noticed?” Madara burst in to a wave of laughter and Tobirama let him ride it out, a reward for holding it all in for so long. When he could make himself heard again he took a quick moment to make sure Tajima’s chakra was still tucked away somewhere broody and subdued before speaking.

“To be honest I don’t think he noticed anything except that letter and my instincts tell me he knows a little something about it that my father and the rest of the council do not.”

He was not at all surprised when Madara collapsed against him with another round of laughter.

“I don’t know what’s funnier,” his husband said. “The fact that he thought he could make a secret alliance with the samurai and they would somehow help him gain more power in his own village when they’re so determined to focus on none but their own. Or the fact that someone delivered their reply to your father by accident. Did you see his face!?”

“Yes, I did.”

“He was so angry! All pinched up and quiet!”

“I’m noticing a distinct lack of sympathy for your father,” Tobirama mused carefully.

Despite both of them being aware of the situation between Tajima and Butsuma it wasn’t something they had spoken on very much. Possibly they were both being a little overly cautious about their own relationship and after already having one fight it felt much too early to have another. He was pleased, however, to see Madara do nothing but scoff, a petty sort of sound that he could definitely appreciate. Madara had a hundred different reaction sounds and all of them were fun to listen to.

“He’s an idiot for thinking Butsuma is up to anything nefarious and a bigger idiot for thinking he can somehow wrest control of this village all to himself – as though the council will let that happen! I mean, he almost backed out of the whole idea when your father wanted to arrange our marriage and now he thinks he’s the one that gets to be top dog?”

“Am I right in my suspicions that what I turned in to this new Inferno Squad was actually meant to be a gang of Uchiha spies?” Tobirama asked, the corners of his lips turning up as well.

Madara dropped a head on his shoulders and shook with mirth. “I didn’t realize it until the meeting when you started praising him for his ‘excellent idea’ but yes, I think so. He looked ready to kill you on the spot!”

“Good lord.”

“I know!”

“What an idiot…”

“I know!” Madara leaned farther against him until Tobirama found that he didn’t really want to think about Tajima anymore.

Slipping fingers under his partner’s chin, he encouraged Madara to lift his head so he could draw them together for another kiss, feeling rather illicit doing this in someone else’s office when they both should have been getting back to work instead. As always it was a bit of a thrill to knowingly break any kind of rule but it was twice as thrilling to have Madara give a pleased hum and press against him in a silent request for more. He was only too happy to oblige.

He was also incredibly pleased by the hands that slid up the sides of his neck to bury themselves in his hair. Each time he stole a kiss Madara grew more and more bold, more willing to explore. And each time it became more and more obvious that he would need to start finding clever ways to explain why he was suddenly taking much longer showers.

“We should get back to work,” he murmured eventually, reluctantly, whispering the syllables in the space between them with duty heavy on his tongue.

“Just one more minute,” Madara bargained.

Feeling as though a wave of peace were gently washing over him, meeting already long forgotten, Tobirama smiled. “Alright. One more minute.”

They stayed for ten.

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Winds of Change - Part I

Author’s Notes | Originally, it was supposed to be a one shot. However, things sometimes get their own life and well, a double shot for you guys! Universe | Vikings Pairing | Ivar x Christian Slave! Reader Info | Viking Age AU, requested by @paper-goonie and anon, queued for 5CW2, click for Part II Words | 2588 ⁑ Warnings: Faith conflict, Christianism, Heathenry, religious aspects abandon and denial.

Everything settles down with the time. And so, it was with Ivar and his brothers. After years of war and years of distance, the tides were finally starting to calm down in between his brothers.

Ubbe had settled down as King on East Anglia and it came from him the first appeal for peace and alliance with Kattegat, now under Ivar's crown. Soon, Hvitserk - now settled as king in the lands of fallen king Olaf - also sent crows talking about the messages, proposing a pacific reencounter.

All of them agreed York was a good place for the council and that way it happened: three kings, three brothers reunited once again.

Kattegat was now the largest trading center of the Viking world. East Anglia was producing pretty more than they could consume - goods that Kattegat and the cold lands of Ringerike were missing and could receive in exchange for some slaves and coins. Ringerike had the furs, men, and slaves East Anglia and Kattegat needed. Kattegat could spread their products around the world...

The flags of war were pulled down and it was forged the Three Crowns Alliance, in which Ubbe, Hvitserk, and Ivar would collaborate to keep their kingdoms growing.

And from these days, you came into his life...

Since he was in York - which would soon be incorporated by East Anglia's kingdom and would remain under Ubbe's reign as a center of product flow - Ivar thought it was a good idea to get himself a new personal servant. Some company since Kattegat was lonely without his brothers and mother; and now his queen, Freydis, was with the gods alongside his unborn child she couldn’t bring into this world. So, he went to the market and he was walking in between the jails when he found you.

Unlike the other women, you weren't praying or on your knees. You had a cross, like all the others, but unlike them, you weren't wearing the necklace. Instead, you were holding it in your hand, looking at the pendant where he could see that crucified man fixed to the wooden cross to who you appeared to be looking at, curiously.

The merchant hit the jail with his can, causing you to cringe, scared, but Ivar pushed the man away from the jail and looked at you.

"Get up, slave," he said, motioning his fingers for you to get up from the bottom of the jail. "Come closer."

You learned, with the few days you were in that place, that the less you disobeyed, the less you would suffer. So, you just came forward, near the bars.

"Open your mouth," he said, touching your chin through the bars to move your face and see your teeth.

All in its place and well cared, for you always tried to keep them perfect.

The Viking man extended his hand towards yours, pointing your cross.

"Shouldn't you be wearing this?" he asked, looking at you with those deep and glassy blue eyes.

"It's a protection amulet," you answered. "I don't think it protected me, after all."

Your answer made him smile, interested.

"So... You don't think your lord and sire is protecting you now?" he asked, clearly interested in your loss of faith.

"I'm here in jail, while you're walking outside, ain't I? John 8:32: And ye shall know the truth, and the truth shall make you free," you said, remembering the Bible your father made you read so many times. "I'm not free... So maybe I don't know the truth..."

His smile became different. Curious and satisfied.

"How much for her?" he asked the merchant.

"Five silvers," the seller charged an abusive price.

However, the man in front of your cell just put his hand into his bag and threw the coins towards the merchant without questioning that stupid price, to the merchant's surprise.

"What is your name, woman?" he asked while the merchant was opening the door of your cell and tying a rope around your neck.

"I'm Y/N," you said meekly.

"Y/N..." he repeated "Come... There are some things I think you should see."

He didn't pull the rope tied to your neck. Nevertheless, you followed his slow pace, observing now the man that bought you had something wrong in both of his legs. Closer, you could observe his leg guards and the way he was using that crutch to help his reinforced legs to support his weight standing.

"Something you though interesting, pet?" he said, a little acid, noticing your constant observation.

"Your strong will," you answered, ignoring the way he called you, catching his attention once again with an unexpected answer. "A man with legs so thin would be sitting on the ground, probably asking for the mercy of brothers and sisters in God to survive his debility. Instead, you walk, stately. You have a strong will," you explained, speaking humbly and low, causing him to really get satisfied with his acquisition.

"Do you know who you belong to, slave?" he asked again, appearing to be testing your knowledge.

But you knew so small about the world...

Being raised as a farmer Christian woman made you skilled in lots of things like cooking, caring for pregnant women and children, and wounds! You were good at caring for wounds and sicknesses. You could sew, braid and spin, and your hands were marked from making good straw baskets for the home. However, you knew nothing about the world, especially about the Norsemen your father used to say were demons that God was sending to punish the sins of Wessex.

You knew some names, but nothing that could relate that man to anything you knew. So, your answer kept the humble tone he was pleased to hear in your voice.

"No, master. I don't have any idea of who are you except for the fact you're an important man, or the merchant wouldn't have increased my price in four silver coins and you wouldn't have paid it without any effort," you concluded, getting a smile from Ivar's face.

You were more than just a simple slave: you were intelligent and rational, and a pretty good observer for a Christian woman.

He turned his body, stopping in front of you, allowing you to notice how he was taller and bigger than you while his fingers were slowly untying the rope in your neck, releasing your skin from the itchy sensation of the knot against your skin.

"I am Ivar, the Boneless. The Ruthless. The King of Kattegat and the man who conquered this place," he said.

And the smile in his face opened when your eyes became wider, recognizing the surprise that name would always provoke in a Christian person and feeling the pleasure of being feared.

But in a second, your fear became doubt in your eyes and once again the surprise changed faces, twisting his smile in astonishment.

"You can't be," you said, walking around him, looking the details, trying to figure out why your father and people of your small village talked about him that horrid way, "You can't be Ivar, The Ruthless. You look nothing like him," you pointed, causing Ivar to giggle, disbelieved.

"What? What kind of nonsense are you saying, woman? I am who I am and I am Ivar Ragnarsson, son of Ragnar Lothbrok, the fifth of my lineage, King of Kattegat, winner in Repton and conqueror of York!" he insisted, causing you to stop in front of him.

"Ivar, the Boneless, is not a man. He's a dragon-like demon who drags himself through the ground, leaving a trail of blood and fire through where he passes. His torso is covered with metal scales he's able to launch like daggers and his voice is like the thunder, commanding dozens of lesser demons that follow his orders wherever he goes. No arrow can hit him, no sword can cut his skin, not even the great bishop Heahmund was able to reach or touch this demon. People say he can stop battles with a single word and force the men to fight only moving his hand. People say he's the major among the young demons Ragnar Lothbrok brought into this world and they even said he killed one of his brothers with a single strike! No man was able to touch any of the demons Björn Ironside brought back to England for vengeance, but Ivar, the Ruthless, killed one of them in a single hit!" you said, not noticing he was looking at you with a smile in his face, like an older man to a child and its stories. "When he's not crawling and burning the ground around him, people say he rides a chariot made of human leather and some say he's the one who dragged King Aella from the battlefield to hell, from where all the soldiers who survived could hear his screams for an entire night!"

So... These were the things the Christians were telling about him?

He laughed, looking at you.

"What?" you asked "It's true! My father used to tell my brother not to go too far from home because before this demon comes, children disappear! You shouldn't be using this demon's name, master. He might become angry and then, he may come for you!" You said, with fear.

But the man in front of you did nothing but giggle, not taking seriously the fear in your eyes.

"You, Christians, really fear those 'demons' don't you?" he asked, turning himself to walk again.

His steps going slowly towards the principal square of York while you were following him closely.

Anyone in your people would say you were stupid: you were untied and your master was a crippled man who walked slowly with a crutch. But it would be stupid to run away from him: he was treating you good and he surely was an important man, after all. He would have you back without effort and you would end up losing his favor you earned somehow. Something was telling you that keep that Norseman smiling was the best thing you could do.

But even then, his actions were still bothering you. That name... Ivar The Boneless... The demon could be angry with him indeed!

"We fear them because they are the opposite of our God. They're made hate and darkness, and cruel creatures that spread shadow and destruction over the world of our Lord."

"And Ivar the Boneless is one of them? I mean... One of these demon-creatures you're saying you fear?" he asked, seeming to be curious.

"Yes, master, I told you! He's a demon, not a man, and it wouldn't be wise to disturb the demons! They come from hell itself! A place of fire and suffering to where you wouldn't want to go".

"Well, I don't believe in your stories, Christian," he said, so secure, causing you to look at him kinda angry.

"They aren't stories! I'm telling the truth! I swear in the name of our Lord Jesus Christ who was crucified for our sins!" you swore and your master turned himself to look at you once again.

Your fingers holding the cross you weren't dressing, but still weren't getting rid of.

"Was he?" he asked, shocking you with his doubt "Because, for me, Christ and all this crucifixion bullshit are stories you Christians speak to each other... And I know I'm not wrong..." he said, walking some steps forward and shocking you even more when the street finished at the square and you could see the huge carriage stopped in the middle of the square with a white horse in front of it and the red leather with black and yellow patterns sculpted on it.

"I know I'm not wrong because I do drag myself around when I'm home and too tired to wear my leg guards and I do command legions with my voice, but my men are men. My horse is a horse. I'm no dragon and no demon as well, and my chariot is not made of human leather, but from goats." he kept saying, touching the chariot and climbing over it to mount the seat, looking at your shocked eyes "I leave no trail of blood and fire when I walk," he said, straightening the armor in his chest where you could see daggers of metal in his belt "And this is leather and iron, woman, not my skin. I'm no major demon, so were not my brothers. Sigurd died by my ax for he was a man and men die when you sink an ax in their chests. There are no such things like demons or Hell, or a crucified man who saved the world. There is no such thing like sin... Sin is to lose your life sparing yourself from the pleasures of this world, waiting to be sanctified after the earth swallow your remains. What are you waiting for, woman?" he asked due to the fact you were still stopped there, shocked expression, mouth lying agape and the necklace hanging from your hand.

At the same time, a part of your brain was trying to process the fact that man in front of you was Ivar, the Boneless, the Ruthless, the man your father, brothers, and neighbors feared like Lucifer itself; and another was trying to navigate through all the stories you heard about him and how wrong they were.

Were the stories wrong about his brothers as well?

Were they wrong about the Ironside and Ragnar?

Where they wrong about the saints? And Christ? And God?

"Come up," Ivar offered his hand towards you.

But when you lift your hand to accept his, he took it away.

From your hand, the necklace was still hanging and he looked at it, leaning his head aside before curving his lips towards you.

"In the lands to where I'm taking you now, your stories have no place. You can come up and leave your lies behind or you can walk behind my chariot, as a good and meek Christian slave would do, and see if you find any blood and fire in your way," he made fun of your words and extended his hand towards you once again.

Slaves didn't have a say in their own fates. Ivar knew it. He could simply drag you up into his chariot and leave, but something on you called his attention and he wanted to discover a little more about that curious woman in front of him.

It was a chance like any other.

You could hear your father in your mind...

"The devil comes up with the most beautiful things and shines with the bigger of your desires. He shows you wonders and tells you lies. Do not go with him. Do not believe in him. Stay with the truth for only the truth can show you the light".

Stay with the truth.

That man was no demon.

That man was the living proof the stories you heard were nothing but lies.

Stay with the truth.

You caught his hand and felt his strong grip when he pulled you up into his chariot with a single movement, releasing your arm to wrap his hand around your waist, picking up the reins of his horse and keeping you safe, firmly against his body. A smile in his face before he clicked his tongue, ordering the horse to start walking at a fast pace.

Leaving behind the necklace that slid from his fingers to the ground with everything you used to believe.

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Hey there! I was just wondering if you have any info on romantic connections with spirits as it's something I can't find v much info on and. I thought you seem like a great person to ask as you seem v knowledgeable and wise (if you are not comfortable answering this, np and ty anyway for your time reading this!).

This is absolutely no problem for me to answer. In my opinion, it is absolutely okay to have a romantic connection to a spirit or even more than one spirit at a time. Sexuality is a part of the human experience and for some spirits, it is part of theirs as well. You will find that some spirits/entities bond/seal their bond with humans this way and that is completely okay. As long as both parties consent to it, then that is fine. Remember, no one has the right to make you feel like your relationship with your spirit is wrong, just because they don’t engage with their spirits that way.

With that being said, there are some things you might want to be aware of/signs to look out for if and when this is happening. If the spirit/entity does not ask permission before acting sexually towards you, you need to let them know that is not okay with you. Consent is super important. Also know that if you come on to a spirit and it is not okay with them, they will let you know, and you need to listen and pay respect to that as well. Some beings, like Abrahamic Angels, are not okay with this as it could ruin their relationship and standing with God. I am sure there are others out there that have something similar. I have always been alert to which spirits of mine are sexual, romantic, asexual, nonsexual, etc, and always respect it. A good way to check if you are unsure is to ask through pendulum a simple yes or no with them and log it.

Some spirits/entities feed through sex and any emotions involved in it. Make sure that you know what is going on before engaging and if there is a benefit to you in it. Are they only sexual with you, or do they offer you help in your daily life, work rituals with you, give you advice? Watch out for a spirit/entity that only wants to shower you with compliments and sexual advances, they may just be manipulating you to feed on you. They should be helping you and developing an intellectual relationship with you as well. Develop a protocol with your spirits that you have these relationships with to always know that it is them approaching you, like a tap on the shoulder, so they don’t alarm you and that you know it is them.

Also, watch to make sure they don’t sweep you into only being with them. If they start telling you that you can’t have a romantic relationship with anyone else, spiritually and/or physically something is very wrong and you should evaluate what is going on immediately. A spirit that has your best interest at heart will want you to go out into the physical world and find a life partner and not want to keep you to themselves. Keep this in mind, you should have no trouble, but it is best to be aware.

Personally, if a spirit wants to develop a romantic/sexual relationship with me, I always check if having a relationship with another spirit is going to upset them/make them jealous, etc. Most of the time the answer is no, and if indeed the answer is yes, I forgo doing anything relationship wise with that spirit to keep everyone safe and happy. Most spirits understand and want you to have as much love as possible.

The spirits in my keep have been helping me push past my horrid experiences with relationships and men based on childhood trauma and so being okay with sexuality is a huge part of this. I have learned to trust the divine masculine again, learned how to be treated, and what my personal boundaries are. This is part of my work with them to better myself and so I say it's okay. But with that, the spirits and I are working in a beneficial relationship together. They help me to overcome the fear of sexuality and I give them some of my energy through it.

This ended up being very long, but I hope it helped you out. As far as I see it, having a romantic relationship with a spirit is okay. It may even be very beneficial to allow more love to enter your life and grow from it. Remember, your experiences with your spirit relationship is entirely your own and no one has the power to tell you that it’s not okay. If you feel in your heart it is what is best for your relationship, then it is. :-)

Blessings and I hope this helps you,

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Here's some stuff to do and listen to.

7/20/18

Are you ready to receive some suggestions to entertain your fine selves? ‘Cause I’m ready to give it.

For those who are local: My dad and brother run NYFO together for Green Bay. What’s NYFO? WELL. “NYFO 7on7 Football is the next generation of player development, no matter your skill set. NYFO is the NATIONAL GOVERNING BODY for 7on7 & Non-contact Football. Our leagues, camps, and training exist to ultimately transition better, safer, and more fundamentally sound knowledgeable players. NYFO is committed to helping every player in our program improve no matter their skill level. By doing so we will ultimately enhance the sport of football, from youth organizations through the NFL. NYFO is ‘Non-Contact’ For parents, ‘non-contact’ can be translated into ‘one-hand touch.’ Without the distraction of full-contact, players can focus on fundamentals. With so much negative media attention given to concussions and Traumatic Brain Injury (TBI), 7on7 offers parents a safer alternative for kids wanting to play football.” Quick additional info: They offer programs for age groups 8U, 10U, 13U, 15U, and 18U. Go to their website if you’re interested in signing your kids up! Okay but anyway, if you need something to do this Friday you should go to a Bullfrogs baseball game! Bullfrogs “Stars Of Tomorrow” fundraiser family & friend tickets are $18 and include your ticket (duh), a Bullfrogs hat, a hot dog, AND a soda! A damn steal if you ask me. It helps out NYFO and you’ll have something fun to do! All registered players from NYFO get in free with and a portion of the proceeds from family/friends tickets sales going to the NYFO by simply using code “NYFO7on7” at the point of purchase. Go to greenbaybullfrogs.com, click Buy Tickets Now in the top right corner, and enter the promo code (NYFO7on7). Gates open at 6:05pm and the game is at 7:05pm! See you at the diamond on July 20th! Give them a follow on Instagram! @greenbay.nyfo

I never really blog about music for how passionate I am about it. I have mentioned before that I sing, too. I’d love music even if I couldn’t sing though. Anyway, everyone loves finding new music, right? I’m gonna tell you my most listened to artists and songs on my Spotify. First, I’ll tell you how I found this data. I found this question forum on this link: https://www.quora.com/Is-there-a-way-to-see-my-most-played-artists-songs-in-Spotify. You’ll see in the answer that there’s Spotify.Me or there’s ManageMyMusic to see your most listened to stuff. Spotify.Me is intricate and gives you information like your favorites, streaming habits, and listening insights. Apparently, what I listen to the most is considered to be a bunch of different types of “pop.” I don’t know if I agree with that. They also tell me that “I know what I want” because 84% of my favorite artists are within my most-listened to genre. That I can agree with. It says I’m high energy lately in my streaming choices, but I don’t see it. I have been choosing really chill music, in my opinion. The other link in that question/answer forum is called ManageMyMusic and it gives you a ton of lists; Top artists and tracks for the “Short Term (4 weeks),” the “Medium Term (6 months),” and for the “Long Term (Years).” I’ll give you my top ten for each category, though I know there will be overlapping. I obviously love everything I am about to include so please give this stuff a listen. You’re about to get an intimate peek at my soul.

Top artists -- Short Term (4 weeks)

Jon Bellion

Drake

Milky Chance

Hozier

Andrew Belle

Bazzi

Aaron Carter

Roy Woods

dvsn

Troy Sivan

I didn’t realize that I listened to that much Jon Bellion lately. I mean, he is fantastic. I just didn’t realize I listened to so much of him in the last month.

Top artists -- Medium Term (6 months)

Drake

Blackbear

Tory Lanez

Marc E. Bassy

Jon Bellion

Bazzi

Post Malone

Hozier

Aaron Carter

Sam Smith

I can say for DAMN SURE that Baby has heavily influenced who I listened to these past 6 months. Drake has always been my man but I never listened to Blackbear, Tory Lanez, or Marc E. Bassy before I met him.

Top artists -- Long Term (years)

Drake

Sam Smith

Troye Sivan

Andrew Belle

Justin Bieber

Jon Bellion

The Weeknd

Jessie Ware

Hozier

Tove Lo

None of that even remotely surprises me.

Top tracks -- Short Term (4 weeks)

Jessie Ware, You & I (Forever)

Hozier, Jackie and Wilson

Sabrina Claudio, Orion's Belt

Jon Bellion, Overwhelming

Jon Bellion, 2 Rocking Chairs

Vance Joy, Mess Is Mine

The 1975, Somebody Else

Jon Bellion, The Good In Me

JAHKOY, Still In Love

Young the Giant, Cough Syrup

This is all very "me" lately.

Top tracks -- Medium Term (6 months)

Alina Baraz, Show Me

6LACK, Learn Ya

Tory Lanez, I Sip

Blackbear, moodz (feat. 24hrs)

Marc E. Bassy, 4am

Tory Lanez, Skrt Skrt

Ansel Elgort, Supernova

Bazzi, Mine

Post Malone, Psycho (feat. Ty Dolla $ign)

R I T U A L, Better By Now

This list is definitely Baby-approved.

Top tracks -- Long Term (years)

Justin Bieber, The Feeling

Troye Sivan, WILD

ZAYN, PILLOWTALK

Snakehips, All My Friends

Tatiana Manaois, Helplessly

Bryson Tiller, Don't

Chris Stapleton, Tennessee Whiskey

Sam Smith, Not In That Way

Hozier, Work Song

A R I Z O N A, Let Me Touch Your Fire

Honestly, the first 5 tracks do surprise me a little, but that was back when I had my music on constantly when I was single and home alone quite often. I remember keeping those on repeat for hours at times, so I’m not sure how accurate that actually is only because of that fact. This was all super cool to see, though. Some of it was expected, some unexpected. Either way, I hope I gave you some new stuff to listen to! And you should check out for own profiles. Nice opportunity to learn a little about yourself.

This past weekend, it was pretty warm out. Baby and I wanted to get Nugget a sprinkler so I took the little one with me to the store aaaaand they were sold out. Due to all the warmth. So I bought Nugget some water guns instead. We got 2 smaller ones and 2 larger ones for THIRTEEN DOLLARS, TOTAL. YEAH. This s’mom was shocked by that price, that’s for sure. We played and sprayed when we got home. Baby and Nugget had some fun together. The first thing Nugget did when we filled his gun though was spray me right in the (get ready) vagina. Yes. Then he yells, “I’M SPRAYING YOU IN THE PARTS.” I was like, “Uhhhhh, let’s not spray anyone’s parts and also let’s talk about anyone’s parts. It’s not polite and those are private” LOL. He’s never said anything to me about private parts or anything so that was new to me. He walks into my room when I’m changing a fair amount of the time and I know for a fact he’s seen more than I meant him to, but he has never asked questions, pointed anything out, etc. I think it’s important to set an example for your children in the sense to be comfortable with their bodies and such. This might be a whole new chapter with Nugget! We will see. Enough about my “parts” and back to the water guns. Baby said that on one of the weeks that we don’t have Nugget, that he wants to do a water gun race with me. I got 2 free beach balls from Sprint when I got a new phone last week (among a ton of other free shit, which I'll tell y'all about soon) and Baby said we should see whoever can get the beach ball across our backyard the fastest by spraying them with the water guns. I honestly think that sounds more fun than any idea I've ever had LOL. It reminds me of when I almost bought us both Nerf guns. So, if things are little mundane (or even if they’re not) maybe you and your love should find your inner children together! Get water-balloons and have a water-balloon fight, chalk up your driveway, set up obstacle courses, have a scavenger hunt! You can make it interesting by making fun deals. Whoever loses has to make dinner, for example. I think we will try all of these ideas eventually.

Speaking of shopping with Nugget, I am in the process of teaching him about not asking for toys every time we go. Baby went through a break up after a 3 year relationship before we was with me. He told me that he felt awful that Nugget no longer had two people raising him and Baby made up for that by buying Nugget toys every time they went to the store. I could tell there was a reason why Nugget would ask like clockwork what toy he would get every time we went shopping. I have been working on breaking Nugget of that expectation, as well as working on having him appreciate the things he has at home. I explain to him Daddy and I only have a certain amount of dollars and that its usually only enough to buy what we needed from the store in the first place. He actually understands this concept very well. He always asks why we are going to the store, so I always have the opportunity to tell him what we need to buy. When we went to buy the sprinkler he asked me, "Can we get a toy from here?" and I replied with, "Buddy, remember what we came here for?" He answered correctly about buying a sprinkler. I said in a very positive tone, "Yep and I'm pretty sure we only have enough dollars for a sprinkler. And you also have a bunch of toys at home that you love to play with." We walked by a few things that piqued his interest. As we walked by some bubble-guns, he goes, "Oooh, those look fun. But we only have dollars to get the sprinkler." I was so proud of him for making this connection and also proud of myself for explaining it to him so that he really does understand this. I was raised by people who didn't explain things. It was always a "because I said so" type of world and I learned to accept it. I won't put Nugget in that world, though. I want him to recognize reasoning and be able to grasp why things are the way they are. He is incredibly intelligent and capable of knowing this information. I also want him to trust me and be honest with me as we grow together, so the first step is me trusting him and being honest with him first. Just wanted to share my super proud s'mom moment of the week. I'll be back tomorrow with new recipes for you!

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