#yk what that’s a sin in itself

[general-yasur]

Putting my own “Ninjago Sin” on blast-

I don't care for s1-7 Lloyd 😟

I am definitely biased because i never watch these seasons and when I did I was full of zane brainworms. But even then I don't think he's bad during those seasons he just does not appeal to me in the way he does now

I'm drawn to him because of the premise of a Savior who was raised as a weapon for Good, how that affected his life, his moral compass, and the inner conflict that can come with it. In general I enjoy watching an older Lloyd because I relate to him more, and it's s8 onwards where many of his flaws show and it makes him more complex, in my eyes at least

It's like you can see how the weight of the world begins to drag him down, and I am fascinated by how it changes him

[shapard]

hihii! I was wondering if I could request a Lucifer x fem!reader, where the reader was a nun in her life and still is kinda one in hell but dedicates herself to lucifer yk what I mean? :3 I’m sorry if this isn’t really in detail!

Demons

Lucifer x Sinner!Nun!femreader

A/n: Heyy! I hope this meets your expectations!

Soft Lucifer, Social awkward Lucifer, Nun reader

Part 1 < Part 2

You hate it here. 

Hell was full of sinners and Demons. The ground is covered in crimson blood. The blood bleeds into your clothes, leaving the white in pure red.

Violence was the only way Sinners communicate. 

You were mad at the Lord themself. You prayed each day and night. Always followed the rules and gave up every rich thing in your life. All to serve the father.

Many people thought you were too young to pursue this path but to you it was a blessing itself. 

One day, the worst and best thing that ever happened to you. You saved a life and you died instead. 

You waited and waited for the light of Jesus and God. So that they can take you in their hands and lift you to paradise. Yet after all you've done, you were falling.

The void of pure darkness ate you and threw you down to the most feared place. Hell.

The compact on thee ground hurt as if you died again. The force knocked you completely out. Luck was on your side and gifted you a home. At home two demons were leaving and let you stay in their old house.

You'll never forget them.

One day you took a walk in a different area, trying to find a loophole anywhere. Just one sign to get to those purely gates. To your dismay, nothing.

Instead of worrying too much you went to a hell’s Library. Reading through every book to get Information about this place. 

The Lore of Lucifer is very Interesting.

The father’s Favorite banished from heaven because of the Forbidden Apple. As you kept reading the more it Fascinated you. 

Why did Lucifer give Eve the Apple? 

How is Heaven? 

The more you found out about the king of hell the more obsessed you got.

Who exactly is Lucifer Morningstar? The Lord you served so long for let you down so easily, but would Lucifer? Too many questions spiraled in your head, it started to pound in pain.

The library was closing soon, so you stuffed the books into your rucksack and left the place in a fast pace. 

The book may not give you the answers you need but Lucifer could. Without wasting any seconds, you wander around the so-called pride ring in Hell. 

It seems there are 7 rings like the 7 sins. One of them being Lucifer. The fun part you learned is that the appearance in hell has something to do with the way you die.

Your appearance resembled a black cat hybrid, you mainly looked humane just with some extras. A pair of cat ears, claws and a tail that swayed behind you.

Finally, after headaches, Mental Breakdowns, and research you got an idea how to get Lucifers attention.

Praying. A very simple yet tiring process. After weeks of preparation you got everything that you needed. Your body shook under fear as you lit up the candles.

You don't feel that confident anymore. Praying to God is something different. They were pure and was the creator of everything. But Lucifer was the pure evil. The complete opposite.

You were in the center of a pentagram that was drawn with your and a goat’s blood. The flames around you were so hot you thought you were in the middle of a fire. 

With a shaky breath you closed your eyes and sat down on your calves. Another deep breath and you began your prayer. 

When you were finished the candles were burned out but nothing besides the wax that coated the floor.

With a sigh you rubbed your hands on your face. The whole procedure was for nothing.

Exhausted you took the candles and threw it in the dustbin. “Was worth a shot.” You said disappointed as you sat on a very old bed. A loud crash sends you out of your little sweet daydream about kittens. You jumped up and grabbed the next object, a Fan.

Curse words echoed through your Livingroom. “Who’s there?” You shouted as you switched the lights on. A short figure with a huge hat came in the view.

“Fuck! eh... Sorry for the mess.” Confused at his words you looked around seeing your Livingroom really a complete mess. Nothing was at its usual place.

The guy watched as your jaw dropped a bit. “What in the name of Jesus did you do?!” He smirked up to you and you raised the fan above your head. “Why do you have a fan in your hand?” He asked pointing with his clawed finger at your fan. “Because of people that break into private homes, like you!” With a snap of his fingers the fan in your hand vanished into small sparkles. 

“Technically I didn’t break into your house.” The stranger said as he swung his cane around. You raised your eyebrow at him, “You obviously did.” What the hell is with those sinners.

He sighs in frustration and leans onto his cane, “Let me re-introduce myself. I’m Lucifer Morningstar. The devil you summoned.” His sharp red eyes focused on your e/c ones and his Pupils dilated a bit. The more you two looked in the eyes the hotter and thicker the tension got. 

“You’re Lucifer.” You fast to break the thick ice. You don’t want to focus about the growing desire for the Archangel in front of you. Lucifer smirk grew only more. You didn’t think this was even possible. “Yes, the one and only.” He winked and a shiver went down your spine.

“of course.” As the sin of pride, he’s doing a great job so far. 

“For what do you need me, darling?” Lucifer asked and you immediately asked him the question that is burning your mind. “I have Question my Lord.” Pink hue glazed Lucifer's face as you said my lord. “Ehm,” He grabbed his collar and pulled it with his claw, “Of course darling… We- I mean I have too much… No, fuck- I have a lot of time reserved for you! Hehehe.” Lucifers sudden overtalking caught you surprised. 

The King of hell, Lucifer Morningstar gets nervous when you call him My Lord. 

“Okay first my most Important question. How do I get in heaven? I don’t know what I have done in my life to end up here.” Lucifer raised sassy his eyebrow giving you a side eye. “Darling. You’re in hell and there is no ticket up. Believe me.” He tapped with his cane on the floor, “There’s no way.” He pressed again. 

But you don’t give up. 

“Then give me a meeting. I can prove that I’m innocent. I was a nun almost my whole life and I died saving someone’s life.” Lucifer’s laugh was ego scratching and you glared at him. “I could get you the meeting sweetheart, yet it wouldn’t change anything. But in exchange you have to do something for me."

“What?” You asked as Lucifer stepped in front of you, his face so close that it’s brushing your face. He breathed in and you smelled so divine. “only time will tell.” And just like that he disappeared. Confused you looked around. 

“That was weird…” 

A/n: I'm ALIVE!! Anyways Part 2 will be out soon<3

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[ CW mention of sex context : rosekiller headcanon ]

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i love horny-for-Barty! Evan Rosier i love asexual! Evan Rosier

i wanted these two headcanons to coexist so let me present you :

demiromantic! Evan Rosier & demisexual! - acespike! Evan Rosier

Evan Rosier who never felt any kind of things for other people than Bartemius Crouch Jr. because he hasn't been this close and never trusted anyone this much – but his sister – before.

Evan Rosier who all his life believed he was broken before discovering that asexuality and aromantism are a thing, and then had a full identity crisis when he started to be attracted to his best friend.

Evan Rosier who cried in the beggining because he felt like he'll never suceed to truly know himself and at first thought he had to leave a label he felt confortable with.

Evan Rosier who was so confused of what he was feeling in his mind and body when he was around Barty that he had to ask Pandora (not a great help her being aroace! as well) for explanations / help.

Evan Rosier who started having sexual dreams (exclusively with Barty), and honestly had no idea what to do with it, it was just so strange to him.

Evan Rosier who couldn't take his eyes off Barty and looked like a fucking stalker at any time of the day (which his best friend foud kind of hot tbh)

Evan Rosier who loved how their relationship was so flirty everytime that it became unclear to everyone (sometimes even themselves lmao) because it gave the impression that his new, weird and undwieldy feelings are some kind of joke, which made the situation way less stressful for him.

Evan Rosier who didn't feel like he missed an incredible thing all his life nor was sad that he hadn't experienced it sooner, but simply accepted this romantic love as an addition to his platonic ones and was grateful for it.

Evan Rosier who struggled so much to deal with these violent spikes of sexual need at first that he turned red and started sweating in the middle of classes or common room or lunch or whatever, which amused Barty a lot.

Bartemius Crouch Jr. who respected all of this (despite the fact that he constantly wanted him), gave space and time to his lover to discover himself, was still always physically near to him by being on his lap, agressive cuddling, having a hand in his hair or on his thigh... but never tried anything pro-sexual with him outside of his – kinda rare – sudden spikes, and enjoyed every wild and sinful seconds of it when it happened.

Bartemius Crouch Jr. who took matter into his own hands and gave – practical – sex ed classes to his boyfriend (with Reggie on the side reminding them about condoms and STIs while rolling his eyes, yk) but never saw him as a kid nor a late-bloomer and used teasing as a way to be sure of his consent.

Bartemius Crouch Jr. who always looked at Evan lips and ass, almost all day, but didn't dare to initiate the kiss in the beginning out of fear to offense and lose him, and then learned to identify and recognize the peculiar look his lover had when he wanted, when he was dying for some contact with Barty's hands, tongue, neck, pelvis... (this one works so good with non-verbal! Evan as well !)

Bartemius Crouch Jr. who couldn't help but be jealous anytime Evan talked with someone new, even if he perfectly knew what "demisexual" & "demiromantic" mean and how it requires a deep, almost fusional connexion to allow some kind of romantic and sexual feelings.

Rosekiller which, contrary of what other classmates might said, didn't "fixed" or "forced" Evan into anything, but was simply made out of ideal conditions for his aspec identity to fully revealed itself.

Rosekiller which still made out of two potential dangerous and weird murderers freaks in the sickest relationship, builded on possessiveness, bones collection, blood necklaces, bites and hexes.

Of course, have to be correlated with demiromantic! & hypersexual! Bartemius Crouch Jr. ! Barty who, contrary at Evan, never felt broken and simply enjoyed, needed meaningless flirt with everyone all the time because it only leads to sex and makes him feel alive and important. Barty who was kinda deconcerted when he realized he loved Evan, having never really thought it could happen to him. Barty who fucked twice as much men & women to be sure he didn't felt such things with them, and had to face facts. Barty who was terrified of that, of love, of how weak he can become because of it. Barty who decided to give it a try despite it. Barty who flirted with his best friend so hard and so obviously it turned into a sort of joke. Barty who used it to touch him. Barty who, unconsciously, stopped seducing other persons, which made others tilt about the situation. Barty who decided, after having kissed Evan at a party while being drunk, that it was him and not another. Evan who thought exactly the same.

[apollos-olives]

If I may ask - and this is a question that is genuine and by no means trying to dehumanize of offend you - but what is it like to be queer and Palestinian? Palestine is a majority muslim country, altho I am aware that that does not mean that you are Muslim or belong to any other religion that Palestinians follow but if you do follow a religion, then what is it like to be queer because again, to my knowledge being queer or rather engaging in non-hetero relationships (i apologize for my wording) is forbidden. So how does it work, if you follow a religion. I'm truly sorry if this is in any way rude but my question comes from wanting to know more and not from a place of malice

i've actually talked about queerness in palestine before and honestly it isn't more or less special than any other country. almost every country in the world is homophobic as well. palestine isn't special with it's homophobia just because it's a majority muslim country. i'd get hatecrimed in the america more than i'd get hatecrimed in palestine, i can tell you that.

i am muslim, and i follow what i think is best for myself. i've studied the qur'an and have looked into queerness in relation to islam from the qur'an directly and yk what i found? nothing. the qur'an never mentions homosexuality. the story of prophet lut 3alayhisalam is the only thing the qur'an even gets close to mentioning about queerness. i'm not going to go into the full story but basically god destroyed an entire village for committing "indecent" acts, which were rape, pedophilia, premarital sex, infidelity, and along with that, the people of the village also were having same sex relationships. it's very explicitly clear that rape, pedophilia, infidelity, and premarital sex is not allowed, since those rules are mentioned in the qur'an more than once, but homosexuality was never even mentioned in the qur'an at all. it's only implied outside of the qur'an through passed down stories that the people of the village were homosexuals, and the islamic community decided to basically discard the rest of the story and focus on homosexuality only, so they translated the story into "god crushed a village of homos bc they were bad ppl so being homo is bad" even though the context and the direct translation of the qur'an never even brings up that the act of homosexuality itself is a sin. god didn't punish those people because they were gay, he punished them because they were commiting horrible sins like rape and pedophilia. they were just having same sex relationships on top of that, which god never directly condemned or even mentioned in the qur'an.

god always has rules for a reason. premarital sex is a sin because you may become diseased, and god wants the best for you so he forbids it. eating pig is a sin because pigs carry diseases and are generally unclean, and god wants you to be clean and to be well so he forbids it. etc. etc. etc. god has rules and reasons for everything because he is fair and just. there is simply no rule about homosexuality being wrong, and also no reasons as to why it would be wrong.

and even with all of that, so what if being gay is wrong? why would god create me this way if he didn't love me and accept me for how HE created me? doesn't god love all his creations? doesn't god love me for being true to myself and loving others as well? i don't think it's wrong, in any sense of the way, to love people. because if there is no harm in it, what's wrong with love?

and one thing i love about islam is that doing one sin only counts as one sin. we believe that certain actions and good deeds can count for many times it's weight. praying 5 times a day counts as many good deeds as praying 50 times a day. reading surah al-ikhlas even once counts as reading 1/3rd of the whole qur'an. our good deeds are magnified, while our bad deeds are only singular. while one good deed may count for 50 of them, one sin will only ever count as one sin. a muslim eating pork one time will only be counted as a single sin. a muslim having premarital sex one time will only be counted as a single sin. and IF homosexuality is a sin?? well. that only counts for one single sin. it's so easy to go to heaven. if you're a good person, you'll make it, even if you're gay or trans or whatever else. it doesn't matter. one sin compared to a mountain of good deeds is not going to affect you. that's why i love islam. god is kind to us like that.

and being trans comes into the equation as well. many muslims are against trans people because they believe it's a sin for a "man" to be effeminate and that it's wrong to change your body bc god created you perfectly. but like... there is literal science proving trans people exist. and the topic of dysphoria proves it even. if trans people are so dysphoric and so mentally harmed by not being able to transition or pass that it affects their mental or physical health, isn't it wrong to forbid them to receive treatment?? and what if the only treatment that works is for them to directly transition? god allows any permanent altercation to the body as long as it's for health reasons, and being trans is most definitely a health reason. god wants us to love ourselves, not harm ourselves. and the people who complain that it's "changing how god created us" make no sense because what if someone was born deformed and wouldn't survive without a surgery that changed their appearance? are you going to just let them die because you don't want them to change their appearance because that's disrespectful to gods creation? no, of course not. being trans is a health related thing and god always wants the best for us, especially when it comes to health and wellbeing.

as for me, i have an uncomfortable relationship with my own queerness. i don't like or use labels, and i don't consider myself part of the lgbtq+ community, because i don't feel welcome there. but i'm still queer. i've had queer relationships before and i'm open to having them again, but i'm just very skeptical of actually being in one. i've kind of resigned myself to a point of "semi-celibacy" where i don't actively seek out relationships nor do i imply that i want one, but IF one day, something happens... well 🤷‍♂️ something happens. i don't think i'll ever get married though, because that'd be a whole other religious story, but as much as i'd like to go out and have relationships, i think my safest option is to be celibate until i've decided for myself later what i want to do. not to punish myself but just so i don't get distracted and stray away from god accidentally.

in the end, being queer as a muslim depends on the specific muslim and how they view their relationship with their queerness and their relationship with god. it's different for everyone and it's only up to a persons own self to decide what is best for them and their religion. i've done research about queerness in islam for myself because i simply could not live with myself if i actually knew that being queer was wrong, and it isn't, so i'm alright now.

muslims aren't horrific with their homophobia, just misguided and misinformed. that doesn't mean i hate them or try to convince every muslim i meet to agree with my views abour queerness, no, because it's only up to the person themselves to decide not to be a bigot. the reality is that most muslims are homophobic and that's it 🤷‍♂️ they may be wrong, but it doesn't mean anything in the end.

we as palestinian muslims need to be given our basic human rights to EXIST before we move onto queer liberation. we must be liberated on a humanitarian level before we are liberated on a queer level. palestine simply hasn't had time for queer liberation because we're too busy fighting to survive. and even then, i do believe it's absolutely justified for palestinians to be anti lgbtq when many lgbtq people are actively calling for our genocide. doesn't mean it's right to be a bigot, but you must understand that if my entire family got massacred in front of my eyes and my entire house got bombed with me inside it, and the people who did it were raising a rainbow flag... well. i would hate whoever stands behind that flag as well. bigoted hatred comes from a place of fear and hurt and misinformation. if palestinians haven't had time to unlearn homophobia, of course they will be misinformed about the queer community and fear it. it's only fair.

this was a wonderful question and i'm glad you were curious to learn more :)

[littledollll]

Um, hi again! 👋 I was wondering if you could write a smut fic about sub lucifer and Dom fem angle reader. You said, and I agree with you, that angles have the ability to shift. Well, I was wondering, (and it's totally ok for you not to right this, I don't want to make you uncomfortable) if Dom reader could top lucifer and could fuck Luci (with a strap or dick, your choice and whatever your comfortable with) so hard and marks Luci as theirs. And then, maybe aome fluff at the end? Please and thank you! I hope you have a wonderful day! 😁

Pretty tears

Lucifer x Angel!reader

A/n: ngl this was so fun to write, I need more sub lucifer in my life I beg. Finally getting around to writing *cough* ✨other things✨ with Lucifer (I’m looking at u 🧸anon) (also istg if you’re reading this (yk who u are) I will kick ur ass/j)

Warnings: Dumbification, overstimulation, crying, hair pulling, choking (for like 2 seconds), orgasm control, wing play? (Is that a thing), begging, sub Lucifer, dom reader.

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Lucifer was in desperate need of some stress relief, and who better than you, their devoted, and loving “pet”. What the two of you had was no secret to the realm, what they all didn’t know was that it was you who was in control. Who would expect The lightbringer to so willingly submit, to be taken down from their pedestal of power? But that was exactly what they needed.

This was your little secret. The moment you left this room it would be all over, you would go back to the silver city, and they would stand tall and proud, practically radiating confidence and dominance, dominance they very much lacked whenever you so much as appeared in the same room as them. A snap of your fingers would be enough to bring the to their knees for you, but nobody had to know that, just you.

It was quite the sight really, the oh so powerful ruler of hell itself, crying beneath you. You would never tire of their moans and pleas, begging you to be gentle, whining and whimpering about how sensitive they were as you ruthlessly rutted into them.

Lucifer didn’t need gentle and slow. You knew better than they did. They needed to be fucked dumb, to lose the ability to think for at least a moment, to have their mind blissfully empty and their body limp and marked. And you always gave them exactly what they needed.

They were positioned on their hands and knees, those beautiful wings spread out for you to touch as you please and of course you did. Nothing made them moan and whimper more than your hands smoothing over where their wings met their back. You were careful of course, in your own way.

You knew Lucifer’s limits, and you knew truly how sensitive their wings were, but all that knowledge only helped you see how much you could push before they inevitably fell apart for you. And there was truly nothing you enjoyed more than that.

One hand every so gently toying with their wings, and one so roughly pressed against their clit, circling that bundle of nerves to pull those sinful moans from Lucifer as you pounded into them.

You had been at this for hours. The stamina of an angel was not to be underestimated. Sobs racked through the room from Lucifer’s raw throat as they were sent over the edge again and again. Your body towered over theirs in this position, something Lucifer adored so much. Your fingers twisting and pinching their tortured clit while your hands contrasted that with your delicate fingers running down their back, following the texture of leathery yet soft wings.

“S-sensitive! please- ooh.” Their whining made a shiver run up your spine and you continued your ministration wishing to hear more, hips stuttering against their own as you tried holding off a little longer.

They tried squirming away from the ongoing torture and all it took to get them to still was your hand, pushing Lucifer into the bed by the back of their neck and holding them down, rendering their arms useless beneath them. The sound of your moans and skin on skin was driving them insane.

“You so pathetically call for me to assist you, to serve your selfish needs and risk my position in the ranks of the silver city just so you can squirm away when I treat you how you deserve? How you beg me to?” Your hand moved to the nape of their neck, grabbing a fistful of hair and pulling them up to meet you as you bent over them. Short but hard thrusts forcing their mouth agape and they tried so hard to look at you through half lidded eyes, tears streaming down their face.

“You should be grateful. You should be thanking me instead of crying those pretty tears.” And they tried, they really did. But all that came out were choked sobs and more whimpers.

“What would your subjects think if they saw their pathetic ruler getting fucked brainless? They all think I’m your loyal pet. Shall I let them all see the truth? Should I mark you where they can all see? fuck-“ You moaned right next to their ear, such a heavenly sound. “m gonna cum, I’ll fill you up real nice, pet.” A poorly timed and exhausted “please..” tore from their throat as they orgasmed with you for the nth time, and you could see the brief panic flash in their eyes once they registered what you were saying.

You chuckled, finally slowing your bruising thrusts, you planted a kiss on their temple before pulling out and sitting against the headboard. “You’re gonna give me one more.. Can you do that for me, pet?” Every time you said that word it was in the most bitter and degrading way possible. Lucifer loved it. They gave you an exhausted nod before practically collapsing onto bed.

“So good for me.. you can’t even sit up by yourself but you’re gonna let me keep playing? Turn for me Luci, I want you with your back against my chest.” Your warm skin felt so nice against their own. A slight shiver ran up their body to the tips of their wings as one of your hands caressed their thigh the other kept them spread apart.

You hummed as their body squirmed at the slightest touch, leaning right into their ear you whispered praise to them, not that Lucifer could even register anything other than the feeling of your breathing against their neck.

They gasped the second you made contact with their aching center, rubbing slow circles in hopes to ease the overstimulation just slightly. Their hips bucked and you giggled nuzzling into their neck and mumbling, “So needy..” they did nothing to disprove that statement, instead nodding in agreement with a whine.

You allowed them to rut against your hand while you busied yourself marking their neck and shoulders. “Love-”

Lucifer was interrupted with a shush. “Not yet.”

“N-no I can’t, please-“ they were met with a harsh slap to their thigh as it threatened to close around your hand. “I said, Not. Yet. Do you want it to turn into not tonight?” They shook their head as their whined grew louder and louder, “I need to-“ thighs shaking as they held back with what little restraint they had left. “Go on, pet.”

They came with a loud cry. Legs snapping shut trapping your hand as they used you to ride out their high. “That’s it luci.. ride it out, so good for me.”

They turned as they regained their breath, nuzzling into your neck, panting and whimpering.

They would be the cause of your fall, you knew that. And you anxiously awaited the day, so you could finally spend all your days here. No back and fourth, no waiting for a call, no sneaking in or out. Freedom. Isn’t that what you always truly wanted?

[unwisegirl]

*spoilers for wish + a rant abt characters lol*

look overall wish was fine. there were some moments that made me feel the kind of magic I felt as a kid. the star looked like Kirby but yk what it was cute as shit. some of the songs slapped.

but my main problem with the movie was that it seemed to spend so much time trying to make itself about ✨Disney nostalgia✨ that it forsook the characters.

I NEED NEED NEED filmmakers to realise that what makes a good story a good story, what gives a story heart, is ultimately the characters. the wish characters, unfortunately, were simply not well fleshed out.

like, asha was #quirky for no reason at all?? I’m still not sure what her motives were?? her sad dad origin story felt so shoehorned in and overdone??? (compare to moana’s relationship with her grandmother) her mum was kinda just there?? we don’t even get to know what her wish was?? and the friends were too busy trying to be like the 7 dwarves that they weren’t given any actual depth.

though the biggest sins character-wise were magnifico and amaya. like okay, I still don’t get magnifico’s motives??? villains NEED a clear motive and I still have no idea whether he was straight up evil all along but putting up a front or whether asha’s questioning of him was what triggered his descent into evil? his torn tapestry and his back story — they were barely explored??? I was expecting SOMETHING that would better illuminate his psyche for us but there wasn’t?? and the fact that he just opens this forbidden book and then the book consumes and controls him — WAY too convenient. and the fact that even tho the book controlled him afterwards there’s no complexity in his repentance — he’s just trapped in a dungeon by his wife??

SPEAKING OF HIS WIFE. they had such an opportunity to make amaya a far more complex character. this is a woman who married this man with presumably good intentions and has been with him for YEARS, but she betrays him at the drop of a hat and at the end of it all TRAPS HIM IN A DUNGEON???? like??? WHERE IS THE INNER STRUGGLE AND COMPLEXITY????? WHERE IS THE FACT THAT YEAH THE PERSON YOU LOVED SUCKED BUT YOU STILL LOVED THEM AND CARED FOR THEM???? I saw that originally the two of them were suppose to be evil together and honestly that would’ve been WAY better Disney wyd for real

the characters in wish weren’t characters. they were conduits for a cobbled together plot for disney nostalgia. look, the movie wasn’t bad. but it’s not gonna be a movie I relate to or cry at five years from now. because of the characters.

[deprivedofbraincellsandsleep]

hiii zia

so the other day u was talking with my sister and you told hwr you werw trying to quit listening to music because of ur religion and like i thought u were mualim and i’ve seen a lot of muslim people singing and listening to music so i was just curious to like why you cant listen to music same thing with dancing about how you can’t dance only when you’re alone

im just curious btw

heyyyy, okayy so this is kinda ish (not really) complicated but bear with meeee

so I am muslim and the thing is, we aren't allowed to listen to music for a few reasons being:

1) instruments are haram (meaning forbidden, so singing with just ur voice is okay or listening to vocals only is okay too)

2) idk if you’ve noticed but music tends to make people want to move aka dance so another reason why is that if played in a public place or smth like that it can lead to men and women dancing together (which isn't allowed) and that can progress further to them doing things together if yk wut I mean (I dont rlly know how to explain this better)

3) this is the most important thing, so we have our holy scripture right, the Holy Quran, and while we may desire to listen to music, our soul desires the Holy Quran, so we cannot deprive it of that. There cannot be two things in our heart at once, music and Quran cannot co-exist, because if you try to keep both things in your heart together, it won't work because as a Muslim, you'll notice that you won't be focused in your worship because all you will be able to think of is music instead of paying attention. You truly cannot taste the sweetness and completely digest words of the Quran with another thing occupying your heart (music), you have to eliminate it first and cleanse your heart of it to truly be able to taste the sweetness of not only the Quran but of life aswell, theres no other way of saying this. You have to fill your heart with good things, and you'll notice nowadays that lyrics of music tends to be talking about dirty things and such so that's not good too.

sorry that got too long, anyways something called nasheeds exist, they aren't really songs because it's just vocals and the lyrics are talking about Allah and like about our Prophet (peace be upon him) and stuff about our religion. But some nasheeds tend to have instruments so you gotta be careful😭. Anyways so Muslims can listen to those instead of music and also listen to podcasts (especially Islamic ones since ur just gaining more knowledge about your religion and becoming closer to God) to help with listening to music less.

the dancing thing kinda ties in with my first point (and also the second one), because dancing can be provocative and can lead to dirty things happening between men and women which is a major sin called Zina (sex between unmarried people).

anyways so music is definitely haram (forbidden) but many Muslims nowadays, since music is so normalized and is everywhere, refuse to accept that (not every Muslim obviously but many yk). They still put music in their videos (which isn't good because for every time someone watches that video and hears the music, you get a bad deed) and listen to it themselves, and since music has completely embedded itself into society, its harder to quit it and many people struggle doing so (including me). Singing if it's just with your voice is fine though.

Sorry again for this becoming so long, I hope my rambling was comprehensive enough, especially for someone who is non-muslim😭😭.

Theres lots of videos on yt about people quitting music, it's mostly Muslims but I saw one of this girl quitting it for 3 months and she did a really nice video about it too explaining what she learnt from it and all. They really go in depth about how music has completely embedded itself into our lives and how much of a struggle it is to free yourself from it so if you wanna do more research about this you can js watch those.

[lgbtimelords]

'Wriggling her toes, she tries to beckon Kara in to have her warmth in her hands. However, desire can’t run that high when it’s being countered by one Kara Zor-El. Lena is unfazed and yet feels like she’s being waterboarded in a glacier when the mother of her baby girl climbs up into the crib, twisting in various shapes to accommodate her freakishly long limbs in the reduced space.

“Do I even want to know what the hell you’re doing?”

The deer in the headlights expression in her face lets Lena know that Kara hadn’t thought it twice. But she gets a shrug as a peace offer, and a shy grin that has her forgiving Kara even for sins she hasn’t committed yet. 

“Uh. I wanted to check if I could fit in here, y’know. In case she wakes up at night and it’s my turn putting her to sleep.”

Lena lets out a breath. “Honey, that’s literally why we purchased this disgustingly expensive rocking chair.”

“Yeah, but where’s the magic in that?” Kara wonders aloud, bones bent in an angle that can’t be comfortable even for her Kryptonian genetics. “I’m sorry your little human physiology can’t handle it, but bonding happens this way,” she says. '

you can hear it in the silence

Okay, so this scene has an special place in my heart since the first time I read it, because my dad used to do this when I was a newborn/toddler, so I just wanted to know the dvd commentary, of the entire fic if i'm being honest, but, yeah (if it was even you who wrote it and not your coauthor)

Helloooo 🥹

First of all thanks for the ask, you can hear it in the silence was really fun to write.

And second of all, that's so damn cute I can't believe your dad actually did that 🥹

Okay so I think it was kara that wrote that specific part (@ luthorstark in ao3) but it was also a few of those moments we were both on the doc doing touches on each other's paragraphs sooo kinda both of us wrote it?

The idea was born out of both of us Loving supercorp babies and using the terrible magic plot to our gain

But since we had low-key already done supercorp kid in did time stop for you, too?, we went more into how Lena and Kara would react and what they'd think at the idea of a kid

That's why there's no name for the kid in it (which is very much mentioned in many comments lmfao), because the story is mostly about the feelings regarding the kid rather than the interactions with the kid itself

Which is why this scene fits well into that- it shows, imo, what Kara would be like in the future: completely enamoured with her kid, going to the extremes for them, doing silly little things to connect and also, in a way, showing how much of a protector she'd be (it's a tiny crib, if kara gets in with the baby, she's basically on top of it or surrounding it completely and shielding it from whatever is out there in the scary big world yk)

Long answer as usual lmfao but thanks for asking, I loved that fic 🫶

PS: read Kara's works, they're fantastic

[gio-goose]

Oooh... What made the Conclave / you decide on the name Atlas :) ?

Oh just a silly reason for it really HSHHDBD Atlas is the titan that is forced to carry heaven itself on his shoulders. That was his punishment for leading the titans in the battle against the Olympian gods. I just thought hey Sin is gonna reform the world in their image (their heaven in a way). He is forced to carry that burden and uphold it to keep it perfect so yk Atlas AHHSISJRJDJ it's really silly but yeah that's that

[liliallowed]

Happy Valentines Day I wish you a very

Let's go Ace spectrum!!!!

ironically I've been more on the more suggestive fictional self exploration incline this week. (I've been dragged into the depths of AO3 help)

but like... yk. the idea itself. fiction. hot skeles and the urge for hugs and kisses. and a 200 kilo snake to crush me into tiny lili shaped shards.

I'm not even into men tbh XD. but like in your head it's FUN and there's none of that weird creepy crawly disgust feeling you get when you think about ACTUAL real life sex. yk?

I'd still like to remind myself and others that asexual people can still feel... yk. the thing?

personally I've gotten a lot more comfortable with accepting it. like slowly coming to terms with it. FUCK YOU RELIGIOUS TRAUMA I'M FUCKING HEALING BITCH! LEMME SIN AND EXPLORE MYSELF.

still won't be sharing what stuff goes in my brain cuz like... makes me uncomfortable to think twice after rereading. it also feels weird. too much of a big step. but like... I think it's neat. to be able to be comfortable by the idea itself. treating it as like... idk, how things just are.

in short? I think I've come a long way! I'm starting to like... try to heal or like embrace some parts of myself that would have been considered "sinful".

bitch I'm going to sin as much as I want hehehehe. 😈

I know I'm ace and I like girls. and that my imagination doesn't invalidate my sexuality. that's been mainly the thing that made me internalize some stuff.

I'm slowly on my way to embrace cringe and ascend into the higher realm of memes. I feel like I haven't really ALLOWED myself to feel the attraction? I'm more open and honest now.

it feels refreshing.

[stuffedsand]

Silly thoughts on purge march and amane in general, mostly how I'd vote her this round

Oh believe you me Im a guilty t2 amane truther. Personally I don't get why people wanna inno her this trial? On one hand I get that yk. Shes 12 and it wasn't her fault that she grew up in a cult but if we wanted to inno her it would've had to have been in trial 1.

Reason being, imo trial 1 was about what led to the murder (healing the orange cat) since that was the focus. Trial 2 I feel will focus on the murder itself, the purging of those who've sinned or wtv and like. Idk I feel guilty t1 inno t2 is basically regurgitating the cult beliefs, healing bad the murder was justified yadda yadda

Also I think mahiru/maybe shidou will die if she's inno'd (esp with the kazui voting situation rn....) and I don't think amane will die with a guilty vote so like. I want all 10 t3 songs please and thank you.

[magicalara]

The Story of Grelle the Reaper: A review by yours truly

So basically I'm in love with @eemoo1o-animoo's story The Story of Grelle the Reaper (TSOGTR) even if there's only the prelude and the first chapter thus far and to show my appreciation, I wanted to do a full on like review/analysis sort of thing. If you haven't read it, I HIGHLY recommend you do (and yk I mean it bc I out it in caps, italics, and bold) you can find it here. As more of the story comes out, I'll continue on doing this because I like to analyze and comment on literature and this one is one of those examples of a great thing to look at.

Okay long winded intro over onto my thoughts starting with the Prelude~

I'd also like to add that this will probably get pretty long so...yeah. Another add on, I was messaging Ell themselves while writing a portion of this idk if you can tell but it'll influence more chapter one things just wanted to add it.

Prelude

So the prelude isn’t very long, which like duh, it’s a prelude. Some are long, but this one isn’t and I think that that is a charming point for it. I’ve read preludes that were miles long and some which were one sentence and both suck. The length of just a few paragraphs feels just right here; enough to set up a small bit of story to come while not giving away too much. If I wasn’t a Black Butler fan already and didn’t know about how reapers came to be, I’d be hooked just from the mystery of it all. What led this “her” to want to be at this point? What does she want to be “free” from? The grasps of life itself, or perhaps something more? Either way, the length gives just enough to where even someone who doesn’t already have knowledge on the Kuroverse could come in and get hooked.

That all aside, there are some lines I’d like to point out as well to just give my initial thoughts on. These are more bullet-pointy so have at it with my thoughts:

“Dark clouds rolled across the tempestuous seas…”

I’ll go more into this when I reach the first chapter proper but the weather is something which is used to create the atmosphere (duh, Em, get to your point). What I mean by this is that the way that the weather, the dark clouds, the rain that gets mentioned later on, the roaring sea, the “calloused waves”, is all an amazing way to show the absolute turmoil that Grelle is in. The weather is so symbolic of her feelings as she takes in her, at least what she knows to be, final moments. This all makes more sense later when I’ll mention it in my analysis/review of chapter 1.

“The rain washed the rouge from her cheeks, but the sow’s blood still clung to her skin and stained her white frilled shirt.”

First, I have to mention the “sow’s blood” part because I don’t know if this was supposed to connect to anything but when I looked up what “sow” was Macbeth came up and bro I can’t get away from that fucking play. A sow is a female pig for anyone else wondering, by the way, and in Macbeth, a sow’s blood is used in the witches’ spell in the beginning of the play. The whole part is alluding to the fact that they are using the blood of a mother pig who ate her baby and it’s supposed to show a dark, gruesome ritual taking place and some even have taken it as a parallel to how a mother should protect her babies, not slaughter like Macbeth later does when he (spoiler) starts killing people. I don’t think that this is meant to mean anything in relation to TSOGTR, but if it does, it’s probably just for that dark aspect. (There’s a bit more that I can say on this pig part in a different context entirely, but I’ll leave that to chapter 1).

For the line itself without too many other deeper meanings, I’d like to say that the description of the blood still being there and the rain not being able to wash it all away is symbolic of how Grelle is past the point of no return in terms of she’s dying and no one’s going to stop her. She is committed to the bit and will be killing herself. Another thing that comes to mind is the frequent use of the rain being able to wash away all our sins in just daily life and how, here, the rain can’t do that. The rain will not wash away the sins that she feels she carries, just the same as it will not wash away the blood.

“I’ll be free, like a bird.”

There’s a lot more use of the “free, like a bird” analogy in the following paragraph but I’m just quoting this first line to make it not as confusing. Freedom is…a difficult thing to define, especially as someone who knows Grelle’s fate after this. Here, freedom means simply that she doesn't have to be kept down by the shackles of what is expected of her. By killing herself, she is free from expectation. Of course, we Black Butler fans know that she goes from that sense of freedom to being shackled down again by the Grim Reaper Dispatch, however, she doesn’t at this moment. At this moment, Grelle is “Light as a feather, free as a bird.”, as is later said. I like the juxtaposition that this creates as someone who knows where she’ll end up. 

So the next part I wanna call out before going over to chapter 1 is the switch in pronouns in the second to last sentence. The line reads “Then, pain filled her head and blood filled the air, before he hit the water.” I highly doubt that this was accidental and, if it is, oops. If not, then I absolutely love that. The way that I read it is that the “her” and the “she” that we have been reading about this whole time is Grelle in her head. It’s all her thoughts and how she herself views it. This “he” that suddenly appears, however, is the physical being, Grell. Grell is not the Grelle that we have been reading in the paragraphs prior. Grell is the physical body that Grelle is inhabiting. Grell is the one that hits the water, not Grelle. Grelle is filled with emotional pain and Grell is filled with physical pain as he is the one to hit the water, not her. Like I said, I don’t know if that is intentional or not but if it is holy shit is that such an amazing way to put it and I’m obsessed. 

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And that’s the prelude. For the ones who are still here, wow congrats, take a break, drink some water. Now you know how complicated and long winded my thoughts get so are you sure you wanna continue? That’s supposed to be a joke. I’m not funny… ANyways, the prelude is a great way to get me hooked onto the story (not like I needed it, I was hooked from first mention), and is also a good intro for anyone who just happened to stumble upon it. Black Butler lovers and non-Black Butler lovers can unite in the start of something which is obviously of quality work here. I’m excited to see where it leads us to next.

[pichlive]

i feel like even if v1 is a hypothetical willing participant in this-- like pragmatic or otherwise-- like

i dunno. the music and how the enemies... move make me think this is like. v1's purpose boiled to it's pure essentials

it is a machine of war. of death.

take away all the fun combat and rivals and what not and like

i dunno i feel like this entire layer is a very 'sins of the father' esque theme

both for those in the lore and... v1 itself

seeing those that came before it and the very blunt mirror that is what it was ultimately made for.

which. i dunno. i feel like v1 is also kind of.

about all this as well yk

[monsterslament]

hi i wanted to ramble if you want to hear my thoughts go ahead and look I just wanted to talk to the void 💪👍

discussion on Christianity like 2 mentions of sex. but anyway

ok ik that in christianity worshipping a "fake god" rather than the "real" christian god is seen as like. sinful and against god. but I saw something when looking at septum rings earlier that was like. young people with septum rings are secretly worshipping baal through the act of having septum jewelry. and ofc that's kind of stupid so I wanted to see what baal actually represents right.

baal just represents life and fertility. like that's not bad it's.not that deep. and like yeah from a Christian perspective it's against god sure. but like the first thing I saw when I looked up baal was some article like "are people worshipping baal without even knowing it?" and I didn't click on it bc like. that's dumb. but I'm just. like. there's a lot I don't get and the christian umbrella is. a big part of the list of things I don't comprehend well. like with my personal morals and lines of reasoning yk.

but also that depiction of Baal is only seen in like. Canaan. and not Christianity which is the topic at hand. and ofc yk demonology comes in here and Baal is a Christian king of hell. but I don't understand why they'd be a king of hell because they still represent life and fertility?? like Baal still represents fertility but specifically through heavy rain storms . there's so much information about demonology and Christianity that contradicts itself its soo annoying please just choose something king.

idk. apparently people would have orgies in honor of Baal so that seems cool. whatever thanks for reading 💪

[scarletrecords]

second part of my casual gamer diaries, and it shows that i'm either obsessed with hyv games or i am showing gambling behaviour (so aventurine of me amirite). while gacha isn't technically gambling (or considered as such in many countries), the tendency to develop gambling behaviour is there so...hehe? 🥹

(on a more serious note, the experience of gambling and the emotions it can evoke can make it addictive so i guess if one wants to try, it's best to approach it with caution and a lot of wisdom.)

at the time of the release of cyno's second story quest, i still had chiori's and arlecchino's story quest to finish, but because i love sumeru and the men of sumeru (actually i can say i'm ✨biased✨ towards sumeru characters and the nation itself), i went straight to cyno's quest ofc (*•̀ᴗ•́*)و ̑̑

one thing that i like and amuses me about cyno is how he talks as if he's always going to be in a legendary battle of sorts or as if he's a protagonist in a shounen anime about duels and friendships u make along the way ✨ i think sethos mentioned his manner of speaking in one of his voicelines? i agree 100% with sethos.

he's one of my favourite characters in the game -- reliable, responsible, intelligent, and i do enjoy his sense of humour because mine is just as broken as his.

i'd like to write more about my thoughts on his second story quest, but i'll save that for another entry, and when my head is not as convoluted as it is atm.

also alhaitham is such a mood here. his lines always resonate with me as an introvert. i think i had a lot of screenshots from his story quest simply because most of his lines there are truly quotable.

i did finish chiori's story quest the day after i finished cyno's!

let me begin by saying that hyv did improve gradually in writing female characters, and chiori becomes an instant favourite because of her no nonsense approach to a lot of things. this is also one of those story quests that focused a lot on the character, which really helped in making me appreciate and understand why chiori is the way she is. my girl really made her dreams a reality! (TvT )

i will say her story quest falls easily as one of my favourites, but it hasn't beaten yoimiya's second story quest which currently sits at the top spot.

anyway, i loved her story quest and i'm glad i won the 50/50 on her banner (•́⌄•́๑)૭✧

the most recent patch had me going back to playing tcg just so i can secure a ✨kaveh tcg card✨ that i'll use as much as i'm using him in game as my dps (which is everyday except when fighting ridiculously strong bosses).

first of all!! he is so cute, handsome, and pretty at the same time. just look at him all proud about his tcg deck, and i love him for it 😌

i lost the first round and won the rematch with my inazumen deck (ayato, thoma, kazuha), so i got to see both endings. it's cute how he's trying not to goad about his win, but something in me hurt when i won the game. how ridiculous amirite, but such is the life of an ✨average kaveh enjoyer✨

kaveh being 2D is a sin!! why am i not a playable character in teyvat too??

it's time to fight his demons (himself) today.

his idle thought about the interior design of this place is so in character (ofc), and yk what, i agree with kaveh each time i invite another character to play tcg with me.

anyway, i love kaveh that my friends who are aware of it are probably tired of me having to talk about him in the most random moments. speaking of kaveh, i should upload the photos i took of him in-game for the kaveh goes around teyvat photosets i started.

i still haven't started arlecchino's or clorinde's story quests, but i went ahead and did the archon quest on the day of its release to keep myself from being spoiled ( ｡ • ᴖ • ｡)

i actually got shocked when caribert first appeared on screen, but let me just say: caribert is one of the most good-looking NPCs we've had in genshin.

i haven't really read or watched other people's opinions about it, but i'm okay with it. i'm not mad about it, and i actually liked that we got to sit down and talk with the twin. it made me tear up (hoyo has been doing well making me cry since focalors' appearance) especially when caribert managed to sneak out a memento of the twin's reunion (｡Ó᎔ ก̀๑)

i was also cheering atossa on, but ( ｡ • ᴖ • ｡) caribert u hurt me as well.

i was supposed to include my hsr diaries here (since i've been playing it more frequently to catch up with a lot of the missions), but i'll just put it on a separate entry instead.

when i have a clearer mind and in a better headspace, i'd probably spare some time writing about my thoughts about the game. like a reflection paper of some sort?

[eldritchwhispersofficial]

AU headcanons for MLA0 and T12?

YES TY TY TY

Also if this is formatted weird it’s because i’m trying to explain it to anyone who might read this without context, and also context will be needed for anyone who is not a Discord friend of mine

TWS: Sui, SH, CSA (i'm not projecting what do you mean *laughs in traumatized*), trauma, Nazis, antisemitism, homophobia, transphobia, mental illness, lots of murder/Slenderverse typical violence.

MLA0: Nothing too much changes with the story itself, but Patrick IS in fact a separate entity from Michael. So, what is he? Well, I can tell you what he's NOT- he's not like HABIT. He's not "possessing" Michael, they're coexisting.

Patrick is some kind of fae/cosmic entity from ancient times. He hasn't been around as long as HABIT, but he's been around for a good long while. Patrick has been working against the descendants of Gorr'Rylaehotep for a LONG time. HABIT lied to Shaun about Patrick "feeding" people to the Ochroteids. Patrick is working against the creatures  via a series of human hosts- Michael is simply the latest in that line. Technically, since he's got a "fae" living in his head, you could say Michael is a changeling.

Patrick experiences deep human emotions, and actually feels quite a bit of remorse for his actions: specifically, hurting Shaun. He also feels deep sorrow over Stormy's death, knowing that it would hurt both Shaun and Michael. He also feels intense rage and grief over Shaun's death at HABIT's hands, but it's really Michael's anger that he's feeling, as Patrick has known HABIT for literal millennia and is used to him murdering whoever the hell he feels like. This has put quite the strain on their friendship over the centuries.

T12: A WHOLE LOT changes. Not story-wise, at least not in T12 itself, but character-wise. Considering, yk. 50% of the characters are evil as fuck. So, let's break this down via the members of the Collective.

Sidenote: The Collective is NOT a bunch of cosmic entities possessing the cast. Rather, they are manifestations of each member's darkest attributes (Karl's paranoia, Milo's depression, Sebastian's cowardice, etc.) However, they also represent the seven deadly sins.

Karl Maxwell/Persolus (Sloth): Karl's whole deal was that he had to keep the journal safe. He didn't want to do ANYTHING if it meant the journal might be jeopardized. Which, of course, is why his wife died. (Damnit, Karl.) He was the Allied soldier who shot at the Administrator, which of course did NOTHING. Because you can't kill a cosmic entity with BULLETS. He has C-PTSD, and also he wins the title of World's Worst Dad (at least, to Mary Asher.)

Sebastian Kraus/Swain (Lust): He's called the Lover for a reason. Sebastian's whole deal is this: he LOVES his wife. He loves Anna more than any other living being on the planet. He would fight an army of demons for her, he would pluck the moon from the sky if she asked him to, he would lay down his life for Anna without hesitation.

Except, in this universe, Anna is Jewish.

Sebastian married her way back in the 1920s, and yes, while anti-semitism was prevalent back then, Hitler still wasn't a big political figure yet. Even during the Depression, he was only a small concern- until WW2 broke out. Rampant anti-semitism and anti-semitic laws ended up causing the Kraus family to move not once, not twice, but SEVEN different times, each time garnering more and more suspicion as laws became stricter and Anna and her parents became restless.

They ended up back in Dresden in 1943, still very aggressively denying Anna's Jewish heritage. But rumors spread, and before too long, Sebastian was drafted. (Can we get an F in the chat for Seb my poor boyyyyyy ;-;) Oh, and let's not forget- both of Anna's parents caught TB, and Seb and Anna's daughter Mika broke her leg.

Panicked, and in fear, Sebastian soon received a visit from an old friend, Nathaniel Eisler- who was now a hardened Nazi. Nathan knew Anna was Jewish, but since he and Sebastian had been long-time best friends, Nathan decided to make Sebastian an offer- "I know a way you can get out of fighting on the front lines. Join the Party, and I will make sure your family lives."

Sebastian reluctantly accepted this offer, willing to do ANYTHING for his wife and child. Anna made him swear to her that he would not harm a single Jewish person, otherwise her fury would be unmatchable. (And probably end with him dying horribly.) He promised, of course, because he loves his wife. However, he is still a bit of a coward. 

Then, of course, the events of Sebastian’s Journal happen, except this time Sebastian is writing the journal as if he were a proud Nazi soldier writing to his wife. Because, yk, he doesn’t want any more suspicion surrounding him. And if Anna dies, he’s going to suffer tremendously. 

She does die, but not by the Nazis- she goes looking for Sebastian after having a nightmare, ends up stabbing like a dozen Nazi soldiers on the way (Good job, Anna!) and gets her neck ripped open by the Administrator (NOOOOOO ANNA ;-;) This, of course, traumatizes Sebastian, who watches her die in front of him. 

And that brings us to our next character,

Lars Mueller/Henka Visae/Deadhead (Pride): Lars is very small. Literally, the man is SHORT. Not short enough to have it be a problem, but noticeably shorter than most other grown men (including Sebastian.) Yes, he has a Napoleon complex. 

 He needs therapy, because his parents both died in WW1 when a bomb was dropped on their house while he was out playing. Lars barely remembers his parents, but he distinctly remembers coming home to find them dead and the house destroyed. You don’t forget a thing like that. (MY POOR GRUMPY OLD MAN)

Lars grew up in an orphanage, where he was constantly teased about his height and bullied by the other orphans. This led to him becoming sullen, stubborn, and sarcastic.

Lacking a love for people, he developed a love for his country- for Germany’s beautiful culture, architecture, and scenery. Despite his cynical outlook on life, Lars dreamed of becoming an actor in a theatre someday- a dream he would never achieve. 

Lars auditioned to become an actor in a theatre in his hometown, but was rejected for one reason: being bisexual. With Hitler’s rise to power in 1933, Lars became even more cynical- he despised the man and what he stood for. He viewed the NSDAP (Nazi Party) as everything that was wrong with Germany, and his hatred of them was unmatchable. So, disgraced and with his dreams dashed, Lars was out for revenge- and took it in the only way he could: by joining the Party to bring them down from within. 

When WW2 broke out, Lars’ reaction was immediate- he found the Allies and gave them all the information he had on the Nazis. They were a little confused, but quite impressed. They recruited him as a spy, giving him the codename “Henka Visae” and sending him out whenever they needed important information.

While on a mission for the Allies, Lars’ cover was blown and he was captured by a group of SS members. He was brutally tortured, and ended up in a week-long coma. 

While unconscious, he had dreams about a mysterious purple wolf-like god- a hellhound- who offered him power, in exchange for letting the hellhound use his body. Namely, increased physical attributes such as strength and dexterity. Lars accepted the hellhound’s offer, and immediately snapped out of his coma. He then proceeded to kill his captors and destroy all evidence that he had ever been captured, maintaining his status as the Allies’ greatest spy. 

In 1944, the Allies caught word of a new Nazi project- Fuchsaugen. They teamed Lars up with one of their most excellent officers- Corporal Karl Maxwell.

It was hatred at first sight. Karl instantly disliked Lars, who was… eccentric. Possibly feral. Lars, who was inHABITed, thought Karl was frustratingly unintelligent and lazy. (HABIT agreed with this sentiment.) Lars was supposed to spy on the Nazi project, and report his observations to Karl. 

He was very lackadaisical about actually doing this, preferring to report to literally any other Allied soldier besides Karl.

Lars equally despised the Nazis he was blending in with, seeing them as degenerate savages who practiced pseudoscience and refused to acknowledge their own flawed views- despised all of them except for one. Sebastian Kraus.

Sebastian was a ray of bright sunshine in Lars’ desolate life, healing him and making him new. Despite Lars’ reclusiveness, their shared interests brought them together. Lars had finally found himself a friend. But, of course, Lars didn’t know Sebastian’s true reasons for being there, and believed him to be just another Nazi, and so held him at arm's length. One day, however, Lars asked Karl to research the Kraus family, so Lars would finally have the confirmation he needed to be able to shut Sebastian out. When he, instead, learned that Sebastian’s wife Anna was Jewish, he was left with more questions. 

Lars ended up quietly confronting and interrogating Sebastian, causing the other a great deal of fear- before Lars revealed that he was a spy working for the Allies, and he offered to ensure Anna’s complete safety if Sebastian would help him. Sebastian, relieved, agreed. Some time after this, Lars caught feelings for Sebastian, which were reciprocated. They had a secret, forbidden relationship for a while.

Until, of course, the Administrator began wreaking havoc. For several months, Lars’ life was hell- HABIT on one side, trying his damndest to keep Lars at least somewhat functioning and stable, the Administrator on the other, trying to manipulate Lars and messing with his head, Karl demanding reports that Lars could no longer keep up with, and poor Sebastian caught in the middle of it all.

Then, all hell broke loose- the Administrator escaped, killed several of the scientists, and began murdering anyone in his path. Lars and HABIT quickly came to an agreement: fuck this, lets kill some Nazis and then hightail it out of here. 

Imbued with HABIT’s strength, Lars ended up tearing several Nazis to shreds, including the sergeant, then burning the camp down. He fled into the woods wearing one of the scientist's lab coat and skull, but was stopped by Sebastian, who shot him in the shoulder.

Thanks to HABIT, Lars survived, but by the time he made it back to the Allied camp it was far too late- he arrived just in time to witness, from behind a tree, as the Administrator dragged a desperate and injured Sebastian away from the Allies, who would have rescued him, or at least put him out of his misery. 

 The Allies quickly fled, leaving their camp abandoned. Lars, still injured, was forced to remove the bullet from his shoulder himself, which was very difficult and excruciatingly painful.

Lars spent the next few years on the run from the Administrator. He ended up in a small town, where he had a son, Gregor, with a prostitute. He decided to take Gregor to the United States, hoping to evade the Administrator. Unlucky as always, Lars ran into the Order, who recruited him by kidnapping Gregor and holding him hostage.

 Still using the name Henka Visae, Lars became a powerful member of the Order, and the Collective member Deadhead. When he discovered that Karl was also in the United States, and he had Sebastian’s journal, Lars tried to retrieve the journal from him. When he failed, he confronted Karl on the boat, leading to the deaths of Sonia Maxwell and Tommy Henderson.

Mary Asher/Cursor (Greed): Mary was stalked, assaulted, and traumatized by the Administrator from a young age. She ended up lashing out at others as a way to keep them with her at all times, for fear of the Administrator attacking her (if ykyk) Later, she turned to harming herself at the Administrator’s command in order to keep him from harming her family members- and then harming her family members to keep him from harming them WORSE. 

Due to certain… complications (caused by the Admin doing you know what to poor Mary), Mary was left unable to conceive a child without miscarriage. After discovering Sebastian’s journal in Karl’s possession, she was thrown out of the house. Soon after, she was kidnapped by the Order and had the Rune of Severance carved into her hand. After this traumatizing experience, she met Henka (Lars), who told her that if she had a child, she would be able to free herself from the family curse by passing it onto the child. 

Mary agreed, and to her surprise, soon had a baby with her college boyfriend, Robert Asher, who she later married. Mary’s selfishness comes from a desire to prolong her own life and escape the torment of her past.

(Of course, Milo wouldn’t have been in actual danger in this timeline. 

Just- go on AO3 and read my fic Quod Si Facerem, Meruisti, and you’ll get it, cause that fic takes place in 1987 and Milo wasn’t born till 1989.)

Speaking of which,

Milo Asher/Scars (Envy): Yeah, her life SUCKED. And yes! I said HER. In this universe, Milo is a trans woman (because I found out Milo’s former VA is a trans woman and I was like HELL YEAH TRANS RIGHTS). Milo is envious of other people who have better lives than her.

Milo knew she was a girl as early as age 3, but she didn’t know what the word “transgender” meant until she was 12. She spent most of her childhood struggling with her identity, and when she finally came out to Mary, she was instantly shut down. Coming out to her stepfather, John Fletcher, was much easier, as he recognized she needed someone to support her, since Mary wouldn’t.

Milo’s relationship with her mother has always been very, very strained. Between Mary drugging her (Lars had no idea she was doing this, btw, he merely thought Mary was using the tranquilizers for herself), the constant physical and verbal abuse, and the transphobia, Milo hated her mother with a burning passion. By the time she reached adulthood, Milo had extremely severe depression, anxiety, and PTSD.

 The Collective’s- and Slender’s- influence on her life simply made things worse (although that wasn’t the intention, they just wanted the damn journal.) When Milo was twenty, she took her own life (go on AO3 and read my fic The Death Of Milo Asher) and was transformed into Scars. Don’t call her Scars to her face, btw, unless you’re either a close friend or want your ass kicked. 

Milo ended up killing Mary, as Scars, and dumping Mary’s body in a lake. However, unlike in canon, Milo feels no remorse for killing Mary. 

Noah Maxwell/Firebrand (Wrath): Not a whole lot changes from canon, actually, other than the fact that Noah knows Milo is trans and supports her, and Noah doesn’t kill Kevin. Most of Noah’s changes are personality wise- he’s a lot smarter and a lot less of an asshole than in canon (although not enough so that Firebrand isn’t embarrassed by him), and politely refuses Valeria Fredrick’s help after Bridge to Nowhere instead of yelling at her, stating that he doesn't want to get her involved any more than she already is. (Also, guess who else is trans? Stan Fredrick’s voice actress/the creator of StanFredrickBTS! Yeah, she goes by Valeria Santiago now!)

Firebrand also chooses to not restore the time loop, instead permanently ending it and preventing any future iterations of the Slenderverse people from suffering (and resurrecting the EMH crew in the process.) However, Firebrand is still a vengeful being, especially towards Mary Asher and Lars Mueller, and is willing to punish without impunity. 

Kevin Haas/Observer (Gluttony): This one was a little harder to link to his canonical deadly sin. He’s a glutton, but not in the literal “eats everything in sight” way. Rather, in a self-indulgent/hedonistic way. He likes having nice things and being around nice people, all of the time. (Same, honestly.)

Kevin was raised by his single mother, who worked tirelessly day and night to provide for him. Fate had not dealt his mother a kind hand- she was a high-school dropout who’d gotten knocked up in her freshman year, abandoned, and kicked out of her house. His mother always told him to call her by her first name (Goldie) because “Kev, sweetie, I ain’t old enough for you to be calling me Mama.” 

They never seemed to have enough, but Kevin loved his mother very much. He loved Milo and Noah very much, as well. Kevin acted the way he acted out of love- he loved Milo, as a girlfriend, and wanted to keep her near him. And he loved Noah, as a best friend, and wanted to keep him near as well. 

That love grew into an obsession, a craving for what he lacked. After all, his tired, weary mother could only love him so much. Kevin craved the love he was missing- the love he would’ve had if his grandparents hadn’t abandoned his mother, if his father hadn’t abandoned him.

When he was young, Kevin was diagnosed with Retinitis Pigmentosa, a rare, incurable eye disease that caused him to slowly lose his vision. By the time he was an adult, he was almost completely blind, even with his glasses. So he made a deal with Slender Man, offering his soul, mind, and body- everything he was- in exchange for the restoration of his sight.

Which is how he became the Observer.