#canon global

[panroidparanoid]

#germany #kleve #photography #nature #sculpture #canon global #canon #panroidparanoid

[aronaax]

!! oc and canon !!

eek so nervous to post this !!! pinning this so any 1 new to my page knows who they are

here is an intro to my scp ocs! SCP-144-JP aka Ani, her mother + backstory . zoom in to read cuz the text is small af

and some doodles of how ani can use her power

#oc and canon #scp #scp foundation #scp oc #oc #scp 144 jp #global occult coalition #goc oc #agent ukulele #dr clef #alto clef #dr alto clef #my oc #my oc art #my art #scp fandom #scp community #scp original character

[chronosh0t]

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ……𝐒𝐋𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓𝐋𝐘 𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐒𝐈𝐓𝐈𝐕𝐄

𝐓𝐀𝐆𝐒: male x Lee, first person pov, alternative universe?, canon-divergence?, soft, fluff, slightly explicit but, really, barely suggestive. if you squint hard enough, you might see some. ㅤㅤㅤ 〔NO BETA〕

𝐒𝐘𝐍𝐎𝐏𝐒𝐈𝐒: okay, but what if Hyperreal got horns like Palefire? or what if Palefire's horns are... actually sensitive? (forget about the canon here, what's that?, so I guess is an au because we know Inver-devices ain't like that, but look away)

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Was it that hard before? If you try enough, you can't for the love of your life, remember when you got so fixated on those two blue horns. So, again, was it that hard for you not to look at them whenever Lee was close enough? Certainly, it is now.

But maybe it's because it has been so long since Lee switched to Palefire so seeing him again, after Entropy and then Hyperreal, one of the —if not the only— strongest frame Babylonia has ever made, immune to the virus itself, making it perfect for fighting Ascendants hand to hand and dealing with dead zones.

So yes, it has been a while since you got to see Palefire again. It is now, too, that you realise how different Hyperreal is from the other two frames. You thought Lee changed after the Tower incident, but you never thought it could also show on his frames as well. The maturity in Lee's latest frame is not seen on Palefire.

Now that you're working with him, the two of you alone, for some reason you feel you're with a younger and more blunt version of Lee. Of course, he just switched just because his new frame needed adjustments, so it's not like his personality will go back to when you both first met. But you can't stop thinking about that detail.

However, your issue is another one, right now. You should focus on the papers in front of you, checking and reading past reports to gather information about some new Ascendants or whatever, but you can't stop your own eyes from going to the words in the page in front of you to land straight to those two blue horns.

You know Inver-devices have started to change, so there's a lot of new Constructs that have them quite hidden, giving them even a more human-looking vibe. Leaving aside some visible metallic parts, like arms, hands or legs, the devices that keep them stable and possible to connect with their human Commandant, are not as obvious as before.

Either way, now you're getting too fixated on them, it's hard to look away, you lowkey want to touch them. You never had the chance, or more like, you never had the urge like you have right now.

ㅤㅤㅤ“You've got some strange taste, Commandant.” The blond construct broke the silence.

oh shit, don't tell me I said that out loud?

You laughed awkwardly, suddenly getting too self-conscious of your own feelings. The embarrassment was trying to take over and you could feel your cheeks starting to blush. You cough, as if that was enough to dissipate those unusual thoughts.

ㅤㅤㅤ“My bad, but I never realise they're quite cute. It add to your charm, Lee.” you replied casually.

You look up and your heart skipped a lot. Not a bit, it was a lot. You thanked the human body for having rib cages protecting the organ because you were sure that, at this exact moment, your heart is too wild and might just leave your body.

Lee is… blushing. Of course, not the first time, he would usually slightly blush after he said something awkward or got praised, but why right now? You thought that maybe he would get annoyed, or just nag at you for saying something so silly and meaningless, so that red crippling over his face was unexpected. He looks even more cute now.

Weirdly enough, there was a second when you thought those blue horns changed colours from a dull one to a bright one. As if reacting to Lee's feelings, just like Punchy. But that's not how Inver-devices work… right?

By the time you could think what your body was doing, your fingertips are now resting on one of his horns. It feels a bit rusty, but for some reason, if it wasn't because you already know what they're made of, anyone could mistake them for real ones. They're indeed cute. Skin itching, your fingers are now slowly tracing them.

Lee's body flinches and you retract your fingers. Oh, what if he's angry now? Why are my body and mind not in sync today?. But, lowering your eyes to check his face, now it's fully red. Even his ears are also of a soft shade of pink. You are hoping it is not from anger, you decide to check.

ㅤㅤㅤ“You are mad, right? I'm sorry, I really don't know why I suddenly did that.” you are now retracting your hand.

Lee sighs, then he said, “it's not… that. I'm not mad, it's just…”

Just what? If it's not anger then wha……oh wait.

ㅤㅤㅤ“Are they… sensitive?”

He doesn't answer, but he doesn't have to, really. You move your body closer, maybe too close for the sanity of both of you, but you have the urge to tease him, just a little bit, because you love seeing him flustered, you adore when he loses his cool and he is a complete mess. So your fingers go back to his horns, slowly touching them, in a quite suggestive way.

And Lee knows. All of that. Is he hating it? Partially but just because he also knows how much he likes it. He never thought he would be so turned on by such a stupid thing, yet, there he is. Puffs of air, his breath is erratic and he knows his body is too hot. Your soft skin touching him in that way is killing him, he is suppressing his voice, biting his lips. Lee is sure that if he stop doing that, he won't be able to control some moans.

ㅤㅤㅤ“Does it feel good?” you ask, you know he does feel good, it's pretty obvious if you look down enough.

You don't waste time. Your other hand is now resting on one of his legs, fingers tracing in circles, slowly moving to his inner thighs and getting close to his dick, already hard. But not enough… And you're surprised when Lee's hips move, trying to get close, he wants to get touched.

Oh boy, you're gonna be the death of me.

You retracted your hands. Lee looks up at you, confused, watery eyes, and face as red as a tomato. It's written all over his face “Why did you stop?” so, before standing up from your seat, you close the distance, your lips barely touching his ears.

ㅤㅤㅤ“Wait a little longer. It will get better at night.”

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〔 🎐 〕 𝙸'𝚖 𝚊 𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚝𝚕𝚎 𝚋𝚒𝚝 𝚊𝚠𝚔𝚠𝚊𝚛𝚍 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚘𝚗. 𝙰𝚗𝚢𝚠𝚊𝚢, 𝙸 𝚑𝚘𝚙𝚎 𝚒𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚐𝚘𝚘𝚍 𝚎𝚗𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑.

#pgr #punishing gray raven #pgr lee #lee hyperreal #pgr global #canon divergence #alternate universe #pgr oc #own oc #oc x canon #oc x reader #oc x character #sae pgr writings #lemme dream about this because I know it makes no sense but

[miralyk]

love the drawings you've been making for desmond and alex, what's ghosts in the machine? first i see them crawling out of your screen and now everyone's angels devils or monsters, i don't know if i'm missing something!

ah man, think it's time to try to summarize everything and apologize LMAO;; ty for asking though, i should've made things less confusing! this will be a Pretty lengthy post for irl context/backstory and "actual au" info so be ready if you want to read everything!

(for starters, the title's just a pun on the philosophical phrase "ghost in the machine" interpreted Literally and taking inspiration from clay in ac revelations, since he Was a ghost in a machine and jokingly called "my guardian angel" by des, haha)

the short version: basically, "ghosts in the machine" is what i've called the au(?) where i just doodle silly "artist talking to her art muse(s)" stuff like these kinds of comics instead w me,, the ""art muse"" is whatever i'm hyperfixated on (currently desmond, the assassin brotherhood as a whole, and alex/prototype lmao):

the Full LONG version: when replaying prototype and ac awhile back, i also posted fanart on LOFTER (china’s local version of tumblr) and made a mainlander mutual/friend who drew fanart too, like her oc w the assassins in an animal shapeshifter 刺客信条乙女向 (assassin’s creed otome) au! as i’m vietnamese-american and she’s chinese, we use translators and send pictures/doodles to talk about the games and our days, and when i was replaying prototype, she started ac2 too and sent me this as commentary:

from there, whenever we’d text or send pics/art, it became a running joke of sorts to also include our ""game companions"" like that fanfiction thing of “author’s note where the author and fictional characters comment on the situation and/or talk to each other”, and my doodles also became us or our computers being accompanied by them LMAO;; that’s pretty much the origin and setting of the particular doodles; just the daily shenanigans and art struggles of an artist (me and her) talking to their art muses (characters from special interests) haunting them and their computers

as for the "supernatural" aspects, at some point desmond and alex got drawn an as angel and devil because i’ve had ridiculous “protected by a guardian angel” luck lately like surviving a car crash unharmed, they’re my favorites and associated with me, the motifs match the duo, etc, it's not really that deep and/or for a "Lore Reason";;

likewise, the brotherhood got drawn as ghosts to emphasize the “we/our computers are haunted by them” joke more, along with how my friend and i are both asian and used to like ghosts and ancestral worship casually being a part of our lives already LMAO (ig in the context of the au then, they’re basically desmond’s ancestral spirits disney-mulan-style that freeload off of his vietnamese protectee (me) for both spiritual veneration or "worship" like staying relevant in this modern age via fanart)

for example, i'm also considering drawing like altair, ezio, connor, and edward as the vietnamese four holy beasts just to play around, things like that! there's no special lore reason aside from just personal thoughts and "oh that'd be fun to draw", they just thematically fit well being four prominent “legends” and being desmond's ancestors, etc,, haha

at the end of the day, "ghosts in the machine" are just silly shenanigans of me drawing what's on my mind, from who/what i'm hyperfixated on (aka impromptu art muses for me), any thoughts/frustrations i have w daily life or drawing stuff,, and "hm this sounds cool, i could draw this design or Cool Thing" stuff. it's not really an au persay (plus i still really cringe and feel self-consciously wary about the embarrassing self-insert aspect of all this, help lmao), it’s just,, just silly personal scribblings that are kind of sharing an inside joke to everyone now, but i'm happy to know people still humor these silly drawings and are curious if there's more to it, thank you!

#ghosts in the machine au #tldr all of this is silly doodling w a mainlander friend but now all of china... AND GLOBAL...... tumblrs know i'm cringe (pain) #i'm honestly surprised that people both on tumblr/global and LOFTER/china like these a lot and want more but yeah dghfdkj #protocreed #assassin's creed #desmond miles #alex j mercer #don't know what else to tag esp if people want to blacklist this... i don't want to clog 'canon' tags like character tags lmao #ask

[wackytheorist]

This right here is a teaser poster for welcome Korea(or acau), which looks great and all but there is something off.... Acau was the only one who was introduced here, why are there two pictures. Which leads me to my theories...

ACAU IS THE GLITCHED PICTURE

Just by looking at the picture, we can see that the colors are extremely similar to Acau's skin! Here is a comparison for people who don't think so.

but that begs the question, WHO is "01", I personally think its Chunsik... But why "01" you may ask? Well I think the federation have prepared a new batch of eggs, for the new players. The eggs ARE experiments aren't they? Chunsik might be the first, or "01" of the new eggs-pirements. I think this is what the federation has been working on while the islanders were away(aswell as trying to fight the eye guy).

Maybe the alive egg during confidential expirements was A1 and not chunsik after all. My proof is that the richas and "mystery egg" were in the same group, Assuming the brazilians were not meant to be here theory is correct. The federation NEEDED to have the brazilians attached to the island, so they pulled out an egg.

an "inpefect" egg(richas model being quite wonky)

and who else is an "inperfect egg," .....A1

I think Chun-sik is from a NEW group of eggs, and the first egg to be made in this group.

#sorry for not posting as many theories #theres not much lore I can really work on #qsmp #qsmp 2024 #qsmp theory #qsmp reset #qsmp prison #qsmp federation #qsmp global #acau qsmp #qsmp 악어 #qsmp korea #chunsik the egg #conspiracy on quesadilla island #qsmp headcanons #i think #i want it to be canon tho #qsmp eggs

[lovelyheartclover]

WINESODA + MORTIS ( @zombytommy sona ) DRAWINGS!!!

@zombytommy @lilywily143 @m0n1q @absolute-solver @mozzyspurt @uzibrainrot @r3tr0s-posts @jinx-the-hunter25 @electronix-arts @idunaflo

#🎨 Clover's art 🎨 #ive had these drawings done for awhile but decided to wait on posting them during the Global Strike #now that the strike is over I decided to post these two drawings now since im VERY proud of them ☺️☺️ #so uh winesoda nation enjoy!!! ❤️‍🩹💛 #winesoda #oc x canon #serial designation j #tommy doe #murder drones #murder drones oc #mutuals 💌💌💌

[athina-blaine]

while watching nimona, my friends and I got into a huge argument about how they could have scottie terriers with no scotland and jazz with no harlem renaissance so now I too just like to drop explicit references to real world things in my fic that have 0% justification being there in the first place and i feel like the funniest mfer alive

#current kill count: #italian food #rube goldberg #boomers #the universal constants #actually obsessed with the worldbuilding in the nimona movie #idk how it is in the webcomic #but ive been having a time working out how an industrial city that size is able to keep itself fed #with no international relationships and thus no imports #yet with no visible dedicated space for farming or livestock #future tech you might say? made all in house with no global exchange of ideas or technology?? #where'd you mine the metals for that big fuck off canon of yours huh director?? #short answer is it doesn't work #long answer is #im inclined towards a lil bit of north korean style propagandist isolationism and a lil bit of 18th century dutch mercantilism #digging into this with the enthusiasm of a dog with her chew toy #stay tuned #he who controls the canals controls the universe

[bloodpen-to-paper]

Fuck "contracts", the center task area is Global dammit

#i reject the canon name #bolas called it global so its global #liveblogging #mcyt #qsmp #qsmp purgatory #team bolas

[sisterdivinium]

NOW you can be angry and anxious, lol

#not even gonna touch on the fucked up condition of a global fandom waiting for a tiny video on a contest for just north americans #(minus quebec lol) #but a NEW halo? for what -- a NEW warrior nun? #i reiterate my suggestion of doing fanart fanfic and appreciating it and just discussing what we ALREADY have. whatever is coming... pff #zero trust or hope atm. #silly blabbering #time to cherish the little canon we got and what fans create with it much more than holding your breath

[nat-of-personifs]

also. have Ira in a wedding dress (this is not canon unfortunately) (will ID later)

#the Ira brainrot #global occult coalition #otp: monsters in the dark #personifposting #art #scp foundation #scp fanart #goihumans #preliminary design for coalition while I devour some of the canon #those are vivisection scars btw #OTJ

[nayadefenix]

HOLLY HOLLY NIGTHMARE is like a group of vigilantes and spiritual monster hunters.

A group that Abel would love to participate in, like Ivan would manipulate Alission Chaos by telling her that if she wants the SCPS to be free she has to help the ultra-conservatives and control Christian people through what they preach like, you can't wear makeup, you can't wear earrings, going for a walk Going to the mall, he tells her that these scandals in the Christian world are hypocrisy and that if they find out about SCPS he would immediately say that they are demons and would hire the GOC (Global Occult Coalition) to exterminate the anomalies once and for all.

She supports the group HOLLY HOLLY NIGTHMARE has a green card to torment Christians as they are Christians too. Do you know why, why this ''justice'' is actually a veiled revenge because people from this group suffered bullying and rejection from those who should welcome them.

#scp 076 #scp 2396 #scp 049 #scp 2295 #serpent's hand #hollyhollynigthmare #scp au #global occult coalition #goc #fan canon #anime #manga #incorrect scp quotes #alisson chaos #the black queen scp

[nananarc]

when you discovered that the lore of your favorite game shit on your entire people and an entire region by effectively wipe you out of the map.

and you decided to fuck the lore and write your own lore.

fuck this man. we deserve to exist in this dystopian world too!

#cyberpunk 2077 #idk man it just hurts me a lot #maybe im just too touchy today #but it hurts when you know you do not exist canonically anymore #your culture doesnt exist anymore #and you cannot build your character based on your own background and heritage anymore #that fucking sucks #it's not like we have any representation in global media to begin with #and this is usually how we are treated as well #it just really fucking sucks #we are not dispensable #we are proud and thriving people

[chronal-anomaly]

Today I'm ruminating on Lena's oh so important relationship with the Blackwatch boys. Cole and Genji being the closest to her in age, aside from Angela maybe, Lena being the last of the child soldiers that Overwatch recruited for the strike teams. Them watching the cycle repeat one more time with the plucky pilot that's been flying since she was 12, and a soldier since 16, recruited on for one hopeless mission. How she looked up to them so much to guide her in the right direction, how she latched onto them as confidantes and family moreso than other members of the team. Overwatch thrust her into the spotlight, with her name and picture slapped across every picture until Tracer became the persona that everyone looked to, but with Cole and Genji she could just be Lena. She missed being Lena.

#( ooc. ) #this is so inarticulate but so important to me #canon has them like 10 years older than lena but the pictures all look 4-5 years and this is my character not blizz.ards #so my canon in my head is that they're like 4-5 years older watching her go through the same stuff they did #but pushed onto a global stage #i think once she got past genji's walls she really leaned on him to process the accelerator and what was done to her to save her life #obvi their situations were different - she gave consent when he never had rhe opportunity to #but fundemantally something has *changed* about her and for someone that go so far on her own ability #the accelerator was a long process to understand and accept #angela too would be similar in age but unfortunately for her Lena has a deep fear of doctors #esp early on #what with the “scientific marvel” and discussions on how to study her n all #while i dont think angela would be on their side when those conversations were happening #it wouldnt matter #you had a white coat and you were dead to Lena trapped in her little fishbowl of an isolation tank #( headcanon. ) #ask to tag

[chronosh0t]

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ⸺ 𝐋𝐮𝐜𝐤 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐞 .*ೃ

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𝐓𝐀𝐆𝐒: Lee's pov, gn reader, canon-divergence,

𝐒𝐘𝐍𝐎𝐏𝐒𝐈𝐒: “I hoped for luck, I looked for it and believed, not knowing it had your name in it” — just something silly, maybe a log from him. might be ooc 〔 NO BETA 〕

…………

It wasn't easy. I think it never was. But at least, for a few years we weren't all by ourselves, maybe it didn't seem to be that way, or that's how I'd like to remember it. The point is, it really wasn't easy.

Young, inexperienced, and people would gradually try to take advantage of our situation, of our own nativity, innocence, or some would just try to help us for their own selfish reasons, personal satisfaction or beliefs, eventually leaving us alone. Waiting for some good luck to strike us and change a little bit our cruel reality, only to find out life doesn't work by luck. The world doesn't work by luck.

Luck is false hope for the powerless, the less fortunate, to feed their delusions, that one day things will change, one day perhaps their luck will change and misfortune will leave their side and be replaced by a God that'd help them. That is luck, and I keep thinking so. I believed in luck back then, desperate for a chance, merely to be met by the unwavering proof of reality.

I swore to do whatever, anything and everything, just to keep him safe. Growing up by the taste of bitterness, the mould in the walls and the cold sheets, inside a room that was not safe for either of us, it made me realise I was part of those adults. Working nonstop for some exchanges that barely kept us alive my mind was going numb, my hands were too cold and my logic was losing focus. I believed in luck. But luck was not an option, never was, never will. However, things needed to be done, anything was good and valid if it meant I could get the chance to save his body from his weak heart.

Did it ever cross my mind the idea of becoming some sort of hired assassin? No. I don't think anyone ever grows up having those ideas. Yet, there I was. Loading a gun, hiding in the darkness, my hands tinted with crimson red, cold as the river. Money was the only thing occupying my mind, my reasoning blind due to the lack of time. Yet I know it was also a bad idea, what if I end up dying? What if, for a single stupid mistake, I end up getting killed and disposed of like a bag of trash? He would've ended up alone. Risks needed to be taken.

So I took them. And I kept going. One step at a time, and I thought things would get better, falling in the traps of luck. Because even if I was smart enough, I was still a teenager, I was still a young, inexperienced kid trying to make it to another day. Eighteen years old, and I should be studying. I should be concentrating on which university I wanted to go to, maybe going out with some friends, maybe celebrating my birthday, his. Perhaps travelling to other places and taking pretty pictures for the memories with our family. Anything but whatever I was living right now.

Eighteen years and I was holding a gun, pointing at someone I didn't know and I didn't want to know. The more I knew the less I wanted to be part of this, the less I wanted to keep going, but that wasn't for me. I was selfless, as the older brother, that was what I was supposed to do. My job was to take care of him, to save enough money and help him. Did I ever regret it? No, I don't think I ever did. But I did wish for luck to come and help me. I couldn't never sleep properly, the idea of being unaware of what was happening was unpleasant to me. The same fear hunting me down whenever he went to sleep and I didn't know if something bad would happen. His heart was weak, and the days were harsh and cold.

But we made it work.

Did I mention how bitter is reality? I did all that, I killed so many people, I was betrayed and for what? For the world to take away the slim chance I built for a better tomorrow. Crushed by humanity's mistake. I refused to let go, so I took yet another risk.

I had the chance to give up my humanity for him to remain, for him to be strong, to finally have the chance to grow up in a stable environment, experience what people of his age do. That, I don't regret it. Even if it means to be betrayed again, to be used and disposed, to me neglected and hurt, to be left alone. It didn't matter, for the reality was slightly better than before.

But I didn't want to test luck. Yet I kept hoping. Even if I was against some of his choices, I still thought it was good because it meant he was growing, he formed his own opinion, forged his own paths. And that was more than enough, I couldn't ask for more. I shouldn't ask for more, right? Because that was all that I ever wanted. For him.

What about me, though? How laughable. Calling myself selfless when I was still greedy enough to wish, to hope for luck to come and save me. I was okay with how my life turned out to be because I was too busy to even think about it deeply. I thought of giving up. Of accepting my own reality.

I was someone who would judge those who believed in luck, or those who would wait instead of taking actions and change their fate. Yet, there I was. Inside that cold room, the dim light of the fluorescent lamps hanging from the ceiling, the industrial design of the metallic tables, and some digital screens beeping in the desk, filling the awkward silence between the three of us.

I was pondering what was the reason behind their decision of becoming a Construct. Did they have an unfortunate life like me? Or was it out of sheer selflessness and their sense of justice? I didn't care enough and I didn't want to know more than their names. Lucia and Liv. Because, from experience, I knew getting to know someone too much meant developing a sense of closeness I didn't want to. Their name was fine, that was more than enough.

It was the same with you. I just needed to know your name, nothing else, nothing more. Because we were made for war, made to fight in humanity's name, looking as human as possible but never being treated like one. We chose to, or forced to, give up that side of us for reasons no one but us would ever know.

Constructs were just that, war machines. To be used and disposed of. Yet, there you were. With your gentle voice and touch, leading us forwards but running at our side, giving us order but hearing our opinions and suggestions in every single step you decided to take. For you, the three of us, meant more than just machines to fight the enemy, we meant more than just a frame and a dog tag. To you, we were equal to humans. To you, we were friends, companions.

And I believed in luck. Because of you. I was able to let go of prejudice and decided to let my guard down, I decided to leave my past and traumas and give you my trust. You ended up being the reason I thought luck actually came and saved me. I wasn't betrayed, I wasn't used, I wasn't disposed of and I wasn't left behind. Because, for you, I was more than just a three letter name, I was someone you cherished deeply, I was part of your team, I was part of this… family.

I wasn't just Lee. I was Lee from Gray Raven. And I was not alone. The world, still as cold and harsh, the fights endless and my hands still hold guns, but now even if they're made of metal, they're not cold anymore. When I walk and I look at my side, there's my teammates and you. You, ready to risk that precious life to protect us, to give a chance for a new tomorrow, to give other people the chance to believe in hope.

You.

That's why, once again, I didn't think twice in risking my life if it means to bring the same chances, to deliver the same hope. Because I am Lee from Gray Raven, I decided to do what I only could do, fighting against time, against any odds, giving my life, my past, present and future to hope. Giving myself to this new family, giving my life to you, refusing to give up and settle for less. I made up my mind never resting again, not until I could meet a reality where Gray Raven is always together, the four of us.

And I will keep doing so. As long as Gray Raven exists, as long as you are here with me, I will keep fighting, I will keep holding those guns I used to hate the most, I will keep going forward, I will keep hoping. Because even if the world is cold and dark, every day the sun rises from the horizon. Because every single time, spring comes after the winter and the flowers bloom admits the chaos.

I once wished for luck to come and save me, not knowing it had a different name. Your name.

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#pgr #punishing gray raven #pgr lee #lee hyperreal #pgr global #canon divergence #oc x canon #sae pgr writings #lee save me #pgr commandant #first pov

[the-everqueen]

i can't believe i have to say this but since the fandom didn't get the memo:

DON'T WRITE DREAMLING SLAVE AUS SET DURING THE TRANSATLANTIC SLAVE TRADE

i don't care if the context is "it's a dream," "it's Hob's guilt resurfacing in a freudian meta-narrative," or "but this is the catalyst for Hob's redemption arc." it is incredibly fetishistic and disgusting to use a historic moment of collective trauma that still has repercussions on Black people today for the sake of your white mlm ship. it is incredibly dehumanizing and disgusting to insert white characters into a historic moment of collective trauma that explicitly impacted Black people and continues to do so today.

i don't care about your fictional white man's guilt. my real, flesh-and-blood friends and family continue to experience the devastating consequences of the transatlantic slave trade and other historic instances of global white supremacy.

#the sandman #sandman #dreamling #hob gadling #dream x hob #tw racism #tw antiblackness #mi hermanos y mi primos in the so-called global south are continuing to feel the repercussions of this ''historic'' moment #how dare you use this as a moral lesson for your fictional white blorbo #how dare you use their pain and trauma to justify your attachment to a character who canonically was involved in the TAST #this also applies to any fics that center hob or dreamling #in historic settings of indigenous genocide #hey these historical moments do not need to once again revolve around the feelings of white people

[polite-pandemonium]

There's this TikTok trending sound floating around where the gist is 'can't tell if the friend who is always fake flirting with you is still fake flirting' and I immediately thought of these two. It's practically canon IMHO.

Who is kicking up the fake flirting a notch differs between the two of them on the daily.

#it is my personal headcanon that these two are constantly flirting with each other and causing strangers to just be like SO ARE THEY DATING #OR WHAT? #and of course their friends are like 'ugh no they are just like that' with the tone of people who have seen too much #Daisuke in particular is Over It #will full on leave the room when they start #thinks Takeru brings out the utter worst in Hikari (which he does lbr) #and sometimes they take the flirting too far and who knows maybe they end up fooling around #WHO KNOWS #but also - tri had LOADS of this quasi-flirty banter between them #so it is SLIGHTLY PRACTICALLY CANON #remember Sora's absolutely exasperated face when Hikari warns Meiko to watch out for Takeru? #it's that all of the time #also I wish I could have used caps of them in Kizuna or the Beginning and not caps of them in tri #but they don't have enough scenes together or apart in Kizuna #and the Beginning isn't out yet #so sorry you get this pseudo-meme with the uggo tri animation #and this is from someone who actually enjoyed tri a lot #anyway i have to go run errands I am an Adult #fun fact - I use the same canva account to make this bs that I do to make the reports I put all over my office #that canva account has two selves - employee of a global advertising agency #fandom idiot #digimon #takari #takeru and hikari #takeru takaishi #hikari yagami #takehika