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beneathsakurashade · 2 days

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ᴋɪᴛꜱᴜɴᴇ ʏᴏᴍᴇɪʀɪ - Tɯιʂƚҽԃ Wσɳԃҽɾʅαɳԃ x Gҽɳʂԋιɳ Rҽαԃҽɾ Chapter 1

ɪɴᴛʀᴏ ᴘᴏꜱᴛ ᴄʜ: 2:

“Humans are such curious creatures aren’t they?”

You are a kitsune, specifically a kitsune hime-a princess. As for your clan, well they met their fate at the hands of cruel human hunters, so like every tragic protagonist you were the last of your family. Not of your kind of course, kitsune weren’t that low in numbers, but you were the only remaining member of the L/N Clan, a royal clan of kitsune, descended from gods. Even after centuries of surviving the disaster you still long to have passed with your family, despising the fact that fate decided to so very kindly spare you and only you from the massacre. You loathe humanity for taking away the only precious things you had, although…you also loathe yourself, for not being able to protect your family…you understand somewhat why those hunters decimated your clan, after all your clan wasn’t exactly blameless…but it was still cruel and heartless nonetheless in your eyes. So now after living for decades in this world devoid of Visions, you are an exchange student at the prestigious Night Raven Collage.

An all-boys-school for magic that desperately needs a therapist and yet someone is too cheap to hire one. Why are you attending this school chock-full of humans if you hated their very existence? It was simple, you want to see Lilia Vanrouge, Vice Housewarden of the Diasomnia dorm. The reason you want to see him was simple. You had promised each other something long ago, back when the war between the human and the fae was at it’s worst, you had encountered Lilia in the forest near your family’s mansion after a human used a teleportation spell that transported him to your world, the world of Teyvat. You had healed his wounds and in return he promised something that for some reason your mind had forgotten…but you knew it was special. So you had promised to enter his world and find him, to remember what that promise was. Disguising as a boy wasn’t difficult for you, since kitsune are trained in the art of deception and trickery at a young age, but disguising as a teen boy was a pain, even though you had lived in this world for over a century. Not to mention hiding your Vision is annoying, it’s similar to the magic pens here but a Vision is so much more powerful, at least you thought until you realized that in Twisted Wonderland, Visions were at the same level as the magic here. A shame really, you hate that as a hime you’re stuck at the same level as a pathetic mortal teenager. Learning the modern slang and terms for things which humans were apparently too lazy to use the full name for that they used abbreviations was…well tricky to say the least. Who could even invent such words as rizz? But at least you knew how you’d get Lilia to recognize you, the day before Guuji Yae sent him back to his world you gifted him a special omamori, one blessed by you and the Guuji yourself, as you were studying under her. So you’d tell him that it was indeed you who gifted him the omamori all those years ago…it was only a matter if he’d believe you or not…

You shake off the saddening feeling that had started to sink in. Today is the Sorting Ceremony, when new students would be sorted into one of seven dorms, you are hoping to get sorted into Diasomnia or Ignihyde. Diasomnia is where most of the more eccentric students were sorted into so you are hoping to stay with other non-humans and Lilia. Ignihyde is the dorm of introverts and silent types, you aren’t mute, but since you desire as little human contact as possible you wish to be sorted in a house that wouldn’t care if you were even there.

You smooth out the black, gold accented hood over your head as your heels make contact with the wooden floors of the library halls. You had done extensive research on all the Housewardens at this school, so you desire to make a good impression, least they think you some barbarian. Why you desire to impress humans instead of using their weaknesses to your advantage like you’d been raised to was beyond even your comprehension. Perhaps it was because you were often left unpraised back home, and the only praise you received outside of home was meaningless flattery to earn into your good graces. You scoff and sigh, displeased at yourself with your unfulfilled want of being adored, how narcissistic. Walking through the library you decide to pick out a few cheaply written romance novels that you would read before the Ceremony started. You are at a loss on how you enjoy such poorly written literature…if it can even be called literature. Each page makes you cringe even more than the last, yet you can’t put them down for the anticipation on what would happen next keeps you interested. “Honestly, I’m surprised my view of a healthy relationship hasn’t been twisted by consuming so much toxic fiction…” you mutter, taking a seat at a nearby table and opening the book to page one.

The minutes passed like seconds as you pause reading to focus your attention on the sounds of many a student walking in the same direction. “The ceremony must be starting…” you sigh and get up, mentally noting which page you left off on and packing up your chosen books in a bag that was always slung over your shoulder. You dust off your robes one more time and step out of the library, joining the large group of first-year students all eager to be sorted. You also make sure to hide your Electro Vision in your bag, making sure to cover up any traces of it’s presence.

You join the group of students lingering in the back, not wanting to be noticed and yet not wanting to be left behind. “So what dorm do you wanna get?” One tall, tanned and brown-haired first year asks his friend, a shorter blonde and emerald-eyed first year. “I’m hoping Octavinelle…” he mutters in response, fixing his black robe. “Ay, how ‘bout you over there?” The tanned boy turns to you and calls, you freeze and sigh, “Diasomnia or Ignihyde hopefully…”. His companion nods “Good and interesting choices…best of luck” he says before dragging his friend away muttering about how you can’t just yell at strangers. You shrug and sigh continuing to stay with the group, you pause and stare at a particular pretty first-year, short, lavender-haired and blue-eyed, he is very dainty looking almost doll-like. Of course appearances are deceiving, you note as you pass by him and he swears under his breath in some accent about how he’d better not be sorted into that ‘stuck up dorm for sissies’.

You continue walking with your group and notice a duo of new students both without the hoods over their heads. One average-height, blue-haired boy with a black spade painted over his right cyan eye. While the other similar-in-height orange-haired boy with a red heart painted over his left eye. The blue one seems…dense, and the red one seems…blunt, they’re bickering about who will get into the better house. You groan, being blunt you could handle, being dense you could not…

You walk past them and follow your group past an interesting duo of students, a tall, tanned and white haired male with wolf ears, evidently a first-year, yet one couldn’t get the impression he is sixteen due to his large and muscular appearance. The other student is a few years older and evidently knew the other as he spoke to him familiarly, or perhaps not since he was criticizing how the first-year wore his Ceremonial Robes. You notice that the older student was actually Vil Schoenheit, the Housewarden of Pomefiore, tall but shorter than the first year, he has shoulder-length light blonde hair that fades to a lavender at the tips, side parted bangs, piercing violet eyes and flawless skin. No doubt he is certainly deserving of his career of celebrity model and actor.

You pause and stare at the two, curious at how this interaction will play out, after all it’s not everyday you see such a famous human fixing the uniform of a new student.

You stare at Vil and he seems to notice your gaze and turns to you, he crosses his arms and scoffs “If you’re late to the ceremony because you were being nosy don’t blame me”. You sigh and place a hand on your hip, “Please, forgive my intrusion I was simply just passing by, it is not everyday you see a celebrity” you reply in a blank voice. He nods “You’re correct, now shall you admire my radiance more or not?” You shrug “Perhaps, perhaps not…” Vil sighs “Interesting, well what dorm are you hoping to be assigned to? No offense but you’re not much suited for Pomefiore, you’re better than most of the potatoes here though…” You nod “I’m looking to be sorted into Diasomnia or Ignihyde” he scoffs “Your beauty would go to waste in those two, but I suppose if you so desire who am I to mock you?”

You sigh softly and stare at him, “Here take this” you hand him a small lilic colored pouch. “And this would be?” Vil asks confused but also curious as he takes the pouch. “It’s an omamori, an amulet, this one is blessed with good luck” You sigh and turn to walk away. “What an interesting gift…I suppose it’s not that bland, quite charming…I do appreciate this gesture” Vil nods and stares as you walk away.

You walk away from Vil and his companion and enter the Mirror Chamber. It’s rather spacious, in the center of the room lies a floating mirror possessing an ominous face. It reminds you of the mirror from the tale of the snow white princess poisoned by an apple, the same mirror that causes the queen to seek her stepdaughter’s death. You sigh and look around at the other students and Housewardens in front of them. You turn to your left and see a short young man, shorter than you, he has short strawberry-red hair, two strands of which form a small heart over his bangs. Sharp yet round eyes a mix of grey and blue, belie his harsh demeanor and temperament. He was akin to the boy you saw earlier in the sense that he too was doll-like in appearance, with such an adorable round face and petite frame, he’d be an interesting pet for sure. This particular boy you recognize as Heartslabyul’s Housewarden Riddle Rosehearts, also known as the Crimson Tyrant. You smile and think how cute that such a short figure possessed such a powerful aura.

You turn and look around the room searching for the other Housewardens. The first that meets your gaze is and hear Vil “Where is that Headmage?” Riddle sighs in annoyance “Some Headmage he is…” Another voice sighs in familiar disappointment “Late as usual” came from a young man with silvery blue hair that framed his face, and curled right above his glasses. You shrug and hear a cheery voice belonging to a white haired boy with red eyes and tanned skin whom you recognize as Scarabia’s Housewarden Kalim. “Maybe he got sick?” He smiles and wonders. “I most certainly did not!” The offended voice of Night Raven’s Headmage Crowley calls entering the Mirror Hall with an androgynous teen and their cat-like creature behind them. You turn to face the stranger, they also wear the same robe, though they seem to be confused. “I take it you are not from this world?” You ask, attempting to converse. The teen nods and stares back, “That I am”. They pause and continue, “Wait how did you know?” You shrug “Just a hunch”, and lean closer to whisper, “I have much experience in this world, do be sure to ask me for assistance if thou ever considers thyself in need”. You smile and dissipate back into the crowd of students.

The flashbacks started once you appeared into Twisted Wonderland, they were oddly relentless, haunting your dreams whenever you had a good day prior. They were little flickers back to centuries ago, back to when you were still a shrine maiden studying under the tutelage of the great Guuji Yae. Back to when…you met Lilia.

You were dressed in the usual miko attire, white kimono and crimson hakama, sitting against the root of a grand sakura tree. You open the bento box given to you by an older miko, and grab an onigiri in the shape of a fox, savoring the taste of rice and salmon you sigh softly. You gently pet the small bat that sits on your shoulder and feed it a few grains of rice, “I wonder where you came from little one…” you smile and your fox ears perk up happily at it’s chitter.

You watch the rushing stream a few feet away from the tree you rest against. Suddenly you freeze, your senses filling with suspicion, you close the bento box slowly and wait, looking for any potential attackers. You lean your back against the tree and hear the soft rustling of leaves close by, too close… You flinch and call out “Who’s there?!” Your Vision flickers brightly at your sudden outburst of energy and it emits a few crackles and violet sparks.

“Fear not maiden, I dare not to attack on foreign ground, besides, it’s rather improper to ruin someone’s meal no?” A soft voice responds from the bushes. You sigh softly and relax somewhat, your Vision still bright with emotion while your face is stoic. “Tell me your name stranger!” You demand, still unsure what possible danger this voice could be from. “Name? Well…I’m called Lilia…Lilia Vanrouge…”

The scene fades into two children with fox ears and bright eyes being told tales by two considerably older kitsune dressed in miko attire. The taller of the two elder has soft pink haired tied low in the back, her ears are pulled down by her earrings containing her electro vision. The other by her side has (h/l) (h/c) haired with ears perking up in telling the story.

“Ane-san! Ane-san! Can you tell us another story? About when you were little like us! Please!”

“Perhaps…perhaps not, besides, right now I have better things to do then to tell little children stories of a time long passed”

“You’re cold to refuse the wishes of such innocent children, little fox~”

“Oh cease acting like you are some wise old sage Miko. You’re only a few decades older than me!”

“I know~ but it’s so fun to rile you up like this Y/N”

“How crude of you Guuji…”

“You shouldn’t be talking you know~”

You shrug and walk up the few steps and stand in front of the floating, ghostly mirror.

“State thy name”

“L/N Y/N, or if you’d prefer Y/N L/N”

“The shape of thy soul is…”

“Please be Diasomnia or Ignihyde…please oh Archons”

“Heartslabyul”

“I’m going to destroy this mirror…

┏━━━ﾟ☆: .☽ . :☆ﾟ━━━┓ Fun Facts Lilia originally tried paying Y/N back by cooking for her. But well… Yae Miko had a light novel based off of you and Lilia meeting. But you don’t know that yet-

#twst #genshin impact #fanfic #twisted wonderland x reader #kitsune yomeiri #twisted wonderland x genshin reader

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dhmis-autism · 2 days

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what’s the biggest mischaracterisation of each character that you feel like you ‘suffer’ from the most? obviously no disrespect to ppl who do characterise them in certain ways! :] this is just out of curiosity…your thoughts are so intriguing:]

I am so sorry I am about to get so unbelievably bitchy and prissy and fussy. I have thought SO much about this question and I have also SEEN so many interpretations of my boys that I completely disagreed with. Like you said though, clearly, no disrespect to people who characterize them this way! I know I am a very picky, persnickety bitch.

Anyways. Best boy up first.

Duck mischaracterizations that I hate:

- him being super effeminate and given like an hourglass figure and human woman legs. like what.

- him being feminine being like, his whole personality. I loathe when people just start writing him like a super twinky, aave spitting gay. It’s really fucking weird can you all be normal about him wearing a dress ONE time please. LIKE HES JUST A NORMAL GUY. OK. GOD

- written as a bitchy or abusive mother/parental figure ( specifically towards YG. why.)

- him being super loud and just constantly spouting verbal/physical abuse at the other two (girl he is much quieter than you remember and he insults them like. twice. in 6 episodes. get real.)

- I hate hate hate when people act like RG is his whole world and have him ignore YG/act like he doesnt exist

- him being written as deliberately manipulating the other two, sometimes even like. physically self-harming in order to do so?? like oh my god. he would NOT fucking do that.

- him being written as totally HATING yellow guy and just constantly acting like hes a burden (I’ll actually kill over this one. how dare you. biting)

- weird thing I’ve noticed where people will make him refer to himself as 'the smart/intelligent one' of the group (something he's never done) but then like. the narrative/author will legitimately treat him like he IS very smart. like. no he is not.

- having him take YGs batteries out of sheer malice / ( ABLEISM(??)) and like. hate. and somehow forgetting how hard he was freaking out that his friend was different earlier in the episode???????

- him being in a nuclear family situation with red with YG as their "son" . like 1. he is NOT a good dad and would not be a good one. 2. he SAID how he feels about that boy if you cant accept dad dog duo as a dad dog duo you do not deserve them

- writing him as CONSTANTLY ANGRY/PISSED OFF oh it makes me wanna shake people by the shoulders and SCREAM like!! Rewatch the show!! Baker Terry did not give us that bizarre and soft and joyous performance for you to write him like Squidward in a yaoi!!!! I’ll KILL YOU!!!!!!! HE IS AN UPBEAT PESSIMIST!!! A CHEERY DEFEATIST!!!!! I’LL GNAW YOUR BONES TO DUST!!!!

- when people make him skinny. How dare you. How DARE YOU. HOW DARE Y

- when people make him taller than YG. I would be less upset if “the smallest one” wasn’t literally something he was called IN THE SHOW

YG mischaracterizations I hate:

-Him being portrayed as GENUINELY stupid. Yes I know the crew call him that, yes I know other characters call him that, I think it’s obvious they’re exaggerating a bit.

-Him being the only one of the three that’s written as incredibly childish (imo, all three of them are a bit childish- but if you write just YG that way, I roll my eyes)

-Him being incredibly passive and soft and nice and conflict avoidant and a huge big pushover crybaby who never fights back or says anything mean.

-When people make it out like he’s really bad at art/draws like a child- really ticks me off because we are EXPLICITLY SHOWN IN EPISODE 1 OF THE WEBSERIES THAT HE’S GOOD AT ART

-I actually hate when people discount a lot of his talents, ppl acting like he wouldn’t be good at music or art when we KNOW HE IS!!!! WE KNOW HE IS!! WHAteever

-Him being socially inept/inadequate ! He is imo the most socially adept out of the 3 of them and the one most likely to thrive among a new friend group

-When people act like. YG with fresh batteries and YG without them are two separate people/have separate personalities??? They are literally the same dude (my good friend Am has a great post on this actually. Here. Read.learn.)

RG mischaracterizations I hate:

-The idea that he is nice. LOL I’m almost joking, but not really. Verbally, he’s very barby and I WISH more people would remember that genuinely.

-When he’s written as the ONLY voice of reason/ smartest guy in the room. He is not. God help him he is so fucking stupid and goofy and canonically loves Smash Mouth and thinks MAGIC is real.

-Super Hyper Sexy Man with vacuum-sealed abs and a COMPLETELY new personality

I have nothing else for him I don’t think of him often.

#my dhmis postings #oh my GOD NOT MAIN TAGGING THIS THOUGH U COULDNT PAY ME

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rubberduckyrye · 2 months

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I've been doing some research on Angie and pacific islanders, and here's what I've decided I'm going to do with her:

She's fairly Native Hawaiian coded, so I'm going to go full hog on that and make her Native Hawaiian.

From there, I'm going to keep her personality and core background traits that lead up to her personality--but I'm going to essentially scrap everything and everything because holy fuck Kodaka did you really have to be that racist about it.

Like I didn't realize it but holy fuck I don't think there's a single instance in her FTEs and Salmon Mode Dates where she doesn't at least mention some incredibly racist caricature thing being a part of her "culture."

This being in relation to the blood sacrifices, human sacrifices, implied child sacrifices, implied savagery/lesser civilization, ectect. There's just. So much here that I think it's time to throw out the whole suitcase and use actual references to Native Hawaiian culture.

I'm gonna have to do a butt ton of research... but I think it'll be worth it in the end.

Also, I know this one isn't Kodaka's fault, but from my limited research done so far, Angie's god, "Atua," is actually more or less multiple gods--though it can be used to describe "God" in more modern times, it is traditionally used to refer to multiple gods. I know in the original Japanese version she uses "Kami", which I think is a loose term for God/the gods? Still, the singular instance of Atua isn't technically wrong, but it does kind of feel... wrong, if you know what I mean?

Anyway.

#Not tagging this because holy shit on a stick #There are some things I've come to accept and even love about V3's writing. Angie being a racist caricature is not one of them.#Like for example: Maki's events showing a more human side to her and how she desperately wants to be a normal girl. This I can greatly--#--appreciate about her character. Good shit.#Angie's character isn't even like; bad #remove her backstory (and mentions of the racist caricature traits) and she's a great character with a lot of potential #just #jesus fuck. That backstory.#Throwing that rotting suitcase out and making my own no thank you #Side note I'm going to look into the idea of like #there being a specific god that is a god of art #and that will be the Atua she mostly refers to if I can find one #But I'm notoriously bad at research and the internet has become even worse about it so uh #wish me luck

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egophiliac · 8 months

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this is basically what happened, right?

(these guys are very lucky that everyone at NRC 1) has the combined intelligence of a sack of bricks, and 2) is easily distracted by shiny things.)

#art #twisted wonderland #twisted wonderland spoilers #stage in playful land #stage in playfulland #these two are SO sleazy and i am utterly delighted by them #can't wait to find out their tragic backstory in approximately 3-4 weeks!#fortunately i have like a month to figure out how the heck to draw their hair (spoiler: i will never figure it out)#also. god. i love it whenever leona accidentally reveals his Mom Side.#he doesn't care about any of this but he WILL be tagging along to make sure no one else gets into trouble #once again he has to be the Responsible Adult and he hates it. the whimsical hat weighs heavy upon his head.#anyway this is me so excuse me while i now talk about diasomnia for three hours #but lilia being all 'kids gotta have some adventure in their lives!' is hilarious #specifically because you know silver would NEVER.#100% silver not only never snuck out but he always went to bed on time AND brushed his teeth AND flossed even when nobody made him.#lilia: aww but you should be enjoying your youth! >:c #silver: i am. i enjoy being respectful and disciplined and honoring you as my father.#lilia:#lilia: maybe i'm TOO good at raising kids #you know i was going to say none of his kids would be involved in this but i actually think malleus definitely would #he would not see it as a moral quandry though. he would just be excited to be invited along.#(the only reason he isn't there is because he was busy admiring a termite-infested beam somewhere and yuu didn't get a chance to ask him)#i mean MAYBE if lilia as his single authority figure told him no then he would have some reservations #but lilia's the one who's screaming HELL YEAH LET'S SNEAK OUT AND DEFY AUTHORITY while dabbing so moot point there #sebek would never and he would rat on everyone else. unless malleus is going in which case he's already there.#and i guess if everyone else is going silver probably would too #but he'd. y'know. feel conflicted about it.

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landoffreaksandfrogs · 1 year

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got bit by the vriska bug. its terminal.

#homestuck #homestuck art #vriska serket #vriska homestuck #she manually ripped her jeans so that thered be four holes on each side #also i was specifically inspired by the main character by will wood bc #cmon. its a vriska vibe. because god forbid vriska be seen as an average...#uh. troll being.

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hajihiko · 1 year

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Trust and belief and trust and belief and trust and belief and-

#Hajime hinata #Fuyuhiko kuzuryu #Sdr2 #Super danganronpa 2 #Danganronpa 2 #Danganronpa #Kuzuhina #God I'm so emotions these past days what is happening #Anyway here's comfort! For all the recent hurt hehe sry #Also I got inspired by my OWN art #From being papanorth. Which was specifically like ... different responses to different traumas #And a recent post about being patient and kind vs being passionate and reaffirming #An art #ANYWAY I have feelings and emotions sometimes! It's good times #It's a bit late but im posting anyway while my mood is high #Oh I forgot to include my own thoughts #Fuyuhiko is suspicious and assumes every unexpected touch is hostile. Except... hes learning not to.#Hajime has moments where he goes away for a bit and cant really engage with people. But... hes finding ways to ground himself as himself.

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bacchuschucklefuck · 19 days

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okay unironically I love so much that porter is like this world SUCKS its BAD here and it HURTS you why do you care abt it!!! and literally every single bad kid is like ngl we just hate ur ass it does not matter what ur philosophy is

#dimension 20 #fantasy high junior year #not art #fhjy spoilers #its!!! gods I will Be My Ass in the tags rn. but thats so like. deliciously setting typical #like porter's desire is to transcend and his contempt for the world he's in feels. idk Real #like he plays the game bc he wants to win and be done with it. how do I word this #yknow. being a god would like. be his win state. when he gets that happening thats it his story is done he checks out #meanwhile the bad kids do actually just like playing the game lmao. like they love adventuring!#theyre so solidly Of This World. they carry the values that can only be born of it and they like having mastery over it #its a meta angle that I think is very fun specifically for d20 being in such a unique position in the zeitgeist when it first started #the rat grinders are from DnD Writ Large. porter wants to escape. but this is the bad kids' home its Their Actual Play Show #which makes it so fucking excellent to me that porter's question is somewhat of merit! its their show and it tries very hard to punish them #and they just straight up dont listen to him here lmao bc they hate him but! since the moment the academic track ended its been clear #that they save the world bc they Like Playing. With Each Others #thats what riz thinks the core of adventuring is! thats why fig stayed! and I also think thats why this hovers over elmville now and #a dead god is coming back in the school gym. porter is a shit evangelist but even if hes a good one I dont think it wouldve worked like he #wants it to. the only way he couldve escaped is if he'd not involved elmville at all. thats where the bad kids met dude #its a shitty place that fucks with them but they all come back here bc they wanna play with each others #and in that regard I think thats what the stress tokens ultimately means. Is This Game Still Fun To Play. ITS A RAGEQUIT LIMIT #Im literally running from one end to another of this conspiracy board Ive pulled out of nowhere #Ill draw after this I just wanna get this out. gods this episode has done nothing but furthering my delusion of grandeur actually #Im the hottest smartest manthing on earth Im king fucking midas over here. anyways uh! great ep!

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blog-of-gourd · 4 months

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what if mr sands was scary

(ID in ALT.)

#sso #starshine legacy #star stable online #my art #sso fanart #mr sands #garnok #for the record THERE IS NO COMIC THIS IS A HYPOTHETICAL COVER #click here to get a free octopus god delivered right to your doorstep!#idk i just like to imagine that mr sands isnt just a random henchman to garnok but is like a seperated bit of him with a specific function #kind of like if the zooids of a siphonophore could act independently while still being connected to the main body through a mental link #ever since i played ssl for the first time ive thought of sands as just an extension of garnok #and considering that mr sands is the only piece of garnok capable of moving freely the remaining body should act as the 2nd in command #you dont want the one guy who can free you going rogue and falling in love with some earthling and having a child with them now would you

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starstruck-critter · 3 months

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more of this freak forever and ever

#in stars and time #isat #isat the universe #isat change god #isat siffrin #isat loop #isat odile #isat expressions #my art #guys i figured it out #tumblr hated one image in specific and i have no idea why #i cant find a way to post it without the whole post being shadowbanned for no reason so i guess itll never see the light of day #it was really funny... shame

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buggygerm · 2 years

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this is one of the cutest and sweetest things i have ever read my god chaoxfix you have done it again

a scene from chapter three of sink or swim by @chaoxfix

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emry-stars-art · 11 months

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Hello! I just wanted to say your art is gorgeous and I love the attention to detail you give to your work! This royal au is scrumptious and I'm so grateful you shared it with us! Second, for Jean's role, I was wondering what you thought about making him a blacksmith? It would make him useful for Riko without having any power (not a guard, etc.)but also give a reason for Jeremy to seek him out (and get swept off his feet), perhaps once he's escaped and is in Palmetto. Feel free to ignore tho!😊

IGNORE THE MENTAL IMAGE OF BIG POWERFUL BLACKSMITH JEAN MOREAU? SAFE IN THE UNNAMED TROJAN KINGDOM, BULKING UP AND FEELING ACCOMPLISHED WITH THE WORK OF HIS HANDS??? I WILL NOT

I’ve been really invested in the idea of the “perfect court” now that we’re in a royal au, and since Kevin and Riko were both technically royalty, Nathaniel was/had the potential to be a noble, I think Jean should also be high end?? Like while at Evermore they all have different duties right, maybe Jean was an attendant to Riko or something. Whatever he was there, we know he wasn’t treated well. Probably not allowed to pursue his own interests, just like everyone else.

But Kevin and Nathaniel both escape, and they find new jobs that fulfill them. So Jean should as well!! He gets to the Trojan kingdom, probably with the help of Renee still (which is. A whole thing about politics and family lines in this au strangely enough) and he doesn’t have to be a noble anymore if he doesn’t want to. He’s probably already renounced his nobility in the way he left Evermore. I don’t doubt Jeremy, who I’m imagining as another prince because that’s the image my brain gave me, would hesitate to reinstate him as Trojan nobility if Jean asked (as long as it’s far enough down the timeline obviously). Instead, Jean kind of slides under the radar, and once he’s all settled he finds work in the smithy. And he really enjoys it! He feels stronger and healthier and he gets to make such amazing things, he doesn’t even have to make weapons if he doesn’t want to. The workers all choose their own specialties and jobs, filling in gaps as needed

Then one day the royal family or the prince is making rounds, coming to see how things are running, and Jeremy is kind of wondering if he’s seen this blacksmith before? Like he’s pretty sure that’s a familiar face, but he definitely would have remembered seeing someone like him around the kingdom before now, so he brushes it off.

(Really he’s seen Jean Moreau at summits and other large gatherings, only once or twice. Back when Jean was much less healthy and when he still tried to make himself smaller to fit into Riko’s shadow. So yes he recognizes the face; but this is a much different man than the person he saw across grand halls.)

And for my lovely jerejean enjoyers: if Jean ends up talking to or in close proximity of the prince, for whatever reason? Jeremy can definitely blame his red cheeks on the heat of the forges 💫

Sliding a couple process pics under the cut

(Find the royal au writing masterpost here 💕)

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yellowocaballero · 2 months

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Been a fan of your fics for YEARS. I was just telling my friend how despite how much I read fics I never actually love them, with some of your fics (especially TMA) as the exception. Felt the need to reread some of them and saw you reblogged some ISAT fanart. So. Any thoughts on ISAT you'd like to share?

Hope you have a wonderful day!! So happy I found your fics again!!

I avoided answering this for a while because I was trying to think of a way to cohesively and coherently vocalize my thoughts on In Stars and Time. I have given up because I don't want to hold everybody here all day and I have accepted that my thoughts are just pterodactyl screeching.

I love it so much. I have so much to say on it. It drove me bonkers for like a week straight. I have AUs. It's absolute Megbait. They're just a little Snufkin and they're having the worst experience of anybody's life. Ludonarratives my fucking beloved.

I am going to talk about the prologue.

The prologue is such a fascinating experience. You crack open the game and immediately begin checking off all of the little genre boxes: mage, warrior, researcher, you're the rogue...some little kid who's there for some reason...alright, you know the score. You're in yet another indie Earthbound RPG, these are your generic characters, let's get the ball rolling.

Except then you realize that these characters are people. You feel instantly how you've entered the game at its last dungeon, at the end of the adventure. They have their own in-jokes, histories, backgrounds, adventures. They get along well and they're obviously close, but not in a twee or unrealistic way. They have so much chemistry and spirit and life. I fell in love with them so quickly.

But Sif doesn't. Sif kind of hates them, because they will not stop saying the same damn thing. They walk the same paths, do the same things, make the same jokes, expect Sif to say the same lines. They keep referencing a Sif we do not see, with jokes we never see him make and heroic personality he never shows - they reference a Sif who is dead - and Sif can't handle that, so he kills them too.

They become only an exercise in tedious frustration. Sif button mashes through their dialogue, Sif mindlessly clicks the same dialogue options, Sif skips through the tutorial, Sif blows through the puzzles. Sif turns their world into a video game. Sif is playing a generic RPG. Sif forgets their names. They are no longer people with in-jokes, histories, backgrounds, adventures. They're the mage, the warrior, the researcher, and...some random kid.

I did not understand the Kid's presence at first. I had no idea what they contributed to the game. They didn't do anything. As a party member in a video game, they're a bit useless. Why is the Kid there?

Because Sif's life isn't a video game. Because the kid isn't 'the kid'. They're Bonnie. Bonnie, who the party loves. Why is Bonnie there? Because they love them. There is no room for Bonnie in the boring RPG that Sif is playing. And then you realize that Sif is wrong, and that they've lost something extremely important, and that they'll never escape without it.

Watching the prologue before watching ISAT gave ISAT the most unique air of dread and horror, because you crack open ISAT and you see the person Sif used to be. You realize that Sif used to be a person. Sif used to be the person who made jokes, who gave real smiles, who interacted with the world as if they are a part of it. And you know you are sitting down to watch Sif lose everything that made them a person, to lose everything that made them a member of this world, and turn them into a character in a video game who doesn't understand the point of Bonnie at all.

At the climax of the game, when the others realize that something is deeply wrong and that Sif physically cannot tell them, they realize that there is nothing they can do. So Bonnie declares snacktime. And for the first time they have snacktime.

What is snacktime? Classic JRPGs don't have snacktime. There's literally no point to a snacktime - not in a video game, and not in Sif's terrible life. It's not fixing this, because nothing can fix this. But Bonnie gives Sif a cookie and Sif eats it.

It's meaningless. It's a cutscene. It didn't save Sif and it didn't change a thing. It will make no difference in the end.

But it did make the difference. It made all of the difference in the world. Bonnie is a character who you really don't understand the point of before you realize that Bonnie was the entire point.

ISAT is about comfort media. Why do we play the same video games over and over again? Why do we avoid watching the finale of our favorite shows? What is truly comforting: a story with no conflict, or a story where you always know what is about to happen? Do you want to live in a scary, uncontrollable world, or do you want to play Stardew Valley? Do you want a person or a character?

When I beat Earthbound for the first time (and if you don't know, the prologue/ISAT battle system is just Mother) and watched the ending cutscene where the characters part ways and say goodbye...I felt a little bit sad. I wanted them to be together forever. But that's something only characters could ever be.

#these aren't deep or unique thoughts they're just the specific aspect of ISAT that made it one of the most interesting gaming experiences #i actually like the prologue much more than ISAT for just this reason #its honestly a video game art piece that's created to give the player a very specific experience #that makes them an aspect of the narrative that is told #it's. incredible.#in stars and time #start again start again start again #start again: a prologue #isat #god and there is so so so so much more to say here #what a rich and complex and fascinating game that made me cry like a baby #i dont even kin sif. we arent similar at all.#i cant imagine how devastating this game would have been if i did #but I do have a deep relationship with escapsim #and i write about it a lot #and video games about being video games are wonderful #as are stories about being stories #and why we consume stories. how we use them. how they save us and hurt us.#never played a video game that used its medium so well #i bet undertales also pretty good at that but this is more so i think #stories about stories have to be about why we love stories #and im not an artsy person and i roll my eyes a bit when people talk about the spiritual neccesity of art #i think people need stories because the world is sad and hard and boring and we want to think about something else for a while.#some people need to be anywhere but here #and sometimes if you're Lil Depressed-Ass Snufkin that looks like being here forever #baby cringe-ass snufkin big hat idiot

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autisticiyami · 25 days

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deltarunes but not headmates. just me making them real.

spamton is a little plastic rat freak with the worst did possible (spamton value network)

jevil is one of those clown dolls with a porcelain face and cloth body. he has beans in his tummy and feet.

#my art #deltarune #spamton g spamton #jevil #the having past lives to being a sys pipeline is real btw #not really contextual to this post specifically but #also svn is canon in my heard. spamton u r so system coded girl god bless

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i don't think u need to worry about poppy ikemen anymore, new ride kamens character is kr kamui who is our lord and savior dan kuroto

DAN THE DANGEROUS ZOMBIE MAN!!!!!! I was SO excited when I saw the reveal, he is absolutely the funniest possible character choice hands-down. oh my god. I'm so glad he made it into this game.

also Kamui just looks incredible. instant favorite. this is the kind of man I can picture standing naked on a cliffside and screaming at everyone about his imminent ascension towards godhood. he is the incarnation of that one iconic Gina Linetti scene.

#art #ride kamens #AND he's apparently frenemies with araki which is maybe the best character combination i've ever heard of #i bet they each think of the other as being their sidekick #this game just keeps looking better and better #i was wrong about mad guys being the tough boys though whoops #this just makes me more obsessed with whoever's coming tonight though WHAT'S HIS DEAL GONNA BE #god. cannot overstate how happy i am to see shin neo kuroto #and not just genm but dangerous zombie specifically! my favorite!#dangerous zombie is one of my favorite suit designs of all time so i'm just pleased as punch to see it included #(i never did get used to the ex-aid eyes but he makes them work)#i do wonder if we're gonna get to see some of the other related characters too. kinda twst-style.#in which case is ikemen poppy something we still have to think about or...

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#19.3 Unravel

It had been some time since Agni felt this nervous. Not even talking with Jinsung Ha recently had made him feel like this. He fiddled with the mask on his hand as he waited for Grace to come back. He had thought hard on how to deliver the news, but he knew that no matter how he phrased it, Grace would be upset. Velt nuzzled under his palm and Agni gave her a few pats, before deciding that she would be better inside her bowl in his lighthouse, just in case the shinsu acted up around Grace after he received the news.

Grace came back wearing the comfiest shirt and shorts Agni knew Grace liked to wear on lazy days. He joined him on the floor, and they ate dinner together. Agni always finished last, so while waiting for him to finish his meal, Grace told him about his day with Bam. Grace was intrigued by how much his way of thinking had changed, and how glad he was to be able to be by Bam's side when he was having a bad day. It reminded Agni of the hidden floor, when Grace faced his sworn enemy.

They left the used bowls on the coffee table and went to brush their teeth. Afterwards, they turned off the light and went upstairs to sit on their bed. Grace's curious gaze never left him, and Agni curled his feet nervously.

Grace was the one who broke the silence. "So…what is it?"

Agni's breath hitched. This was the part he dreaded most. "I talked with the crocodile earlier. Did you know that he could manipulate stone already?"

"Huh." Grace needed a few seconds to let the information sink in. "Didn't Rak learn it on the Hell train? How does he know it?"

"Turns out our crocodile also traveled back to the past like us. He found the young crocodile and taught him."

"What?!" Grace gasped, wide eyed. "That means our Rak is–!!"

"He's dead." Agni quickly snuffed out that hope. They had been in delusion for long enough; it was time that they faced the bitter truth. "He suffered a fatal injury from the explosion. He couldn't have lasted long without proper help." Agni omitted the actual cause for Rak's death, but still kept his words true. "I'm sorry."

"…Oh." Grace looked lost, just like Agni was. His lips parted a little, but they closed before any sound escaped.

Agni gently squeezed Grace's hand, encouraging and comforting as he let the silence stretch on, giving Grace some time to process the information.

"Agni…" Grace whispered, "do you think Hatz and Isu…?"

Agni bit his lip and avoided his gaze, as the nightmare of that day replayed in his mind. He witnessed Hatz get his arms ripped off when trying to protect him. He could still recall the clang of a sword hitting the floor, and Hatz's suppressed scream that gnawed deep at his guilt. He witnessed Isu get beheaded after being taken hostage, the memory of warm blood painting them both still vivid like it happened yesterday.

Agni refused to acknowledge their possible deaths, because it felt like a nightmare that one day he could hopefully wake up from. He avoided the topic when Grace brought it up, so he wouldn't have to say it aloud and make it real. He had been so hard on himself, because he couldn't get rid of the feeling that he had failed Grace and everyone else involved.

Agni knew this had to change if he wanted to live better, now that they had gotten a second chance. So he swallowed down the lump in his throat that had built up over the years and asked mostly to himself; "What are the odds of their survival?"

"There's always a chance–"

"Grace." Agni looked him straight in the eye. "They were already severely injured before the explosion hit."

Grace fell silent and went still.

Agni felt a pang of guilt upon witnessing Grace's reaction. "Sorry. I didn't mean to snap." Agni fiddled with his hands. He realized that he didn't know how much Grace knew of what happened. "My scar…do you know how I got it?"

"I…was told it was from the family heads' battle." Grace looked thoughtful. Agni knew he was trying to be careful with his words. "A stray attack?"

"It could have been worse." The memory of the scorching heat on his skin felt like it had only happened yesterday. He passed out right when he was about to heal Isu, and only found out later that he also lost sweetfish at that time. The days he spent recovering from the burn, to withstand the excruciating pain every second he was conscious, and finally coming to terms that it'd be a permanent scar, was one of the turning points that had changed him forever. Were Grace not there to care for him, he might have ended up destroying himself even more.

Agni hadn't realized he had his left hand clawing on his cheek until Grace pried his hand off and frowned, "You're doing it again."

"Maybe I should wear the mask…" Agni muttered to himself. After all, Grace gave it to him less so he could hide the scar but more to prevent him from unconsciously hurting himself. The only time he could safely take it off was when Grace was around.

Agni bit his lip nervously when Grace didn't reply. He no longer had the courage to look Grace in the eye that spoke so much concern, so he leaned close and rested his head on Grace's chest. "Rak, Isu, Hatz and Hwaryun were trying to get me out of that damned place. But we were caught while escaping, and…it was a bloodbath. I was…too occupied to react to the incoming heat. Rak shielded us from the explosion. And when I woke up…"

"They weren’t with you," Grace finished it for him after Agni trailed off a moment too long.

Agni nodded dazedly, "I've been telling myself that they're still alive, after a blow that could kill rankers. But…who am I kidding? I was lucky enough to survive with just this little–" Agni vaguely pointed to himself– "inconvenience."

Agni felt a hand gripping his arm, and he pulled away to see Grace looking at him with a pained expression. His eyes were glossy and his lips were pulled into a thin line. Trusting his instinct, Agni reached out to gently trace and cup Grace's cheek with his free hand.

"I'm sorry," Agni muttered. "I'm sorry, for not telling you sooner."

Agni silently witnessed tears that streamed down on his love's face. It was a bitter sight that Agni wished he'd never have to see again, that he had tried to avoid for so long by not telling him. He pulled Grace in and held him close to his chest, as if Agni was trying to gather his own crumbled heart back together.

Grace mumbled their late best friends' names as he held onto him tighter, shaking from each breath he took between sniffles.

Agni felt his own eyes sting with unshed tears. He remembered the years he spent climbing the tower together with his old team. Despite their banter being his source of headaches, Agni knew he too had come to acknowledge them as his cherished friends. Only when they were gone did Agni realize how much he'd miss having them around. Seeing the younger them didn't exactly close the gaping hole in his heart, but at least the emptiness was more filled.

Agni squeezed Grace tighter. "We have their younger selves with us now. We will protect them better this time."

Grace only nodded and sank further into his embrace. And Agni planted kisses on his hair, relishing the thought that after everything he had gone through, Grace was still a constant in his life. As long as he had him, everything would be okay.

When Grace started shaking again, Agni caressed his hair and hummed a comfort song they had known by heart. Still, it didn't make falling asleep any easier for Agni, especially not after admitting that his nightmare was very much real. However, as he had been through grief…this, too, would pass.

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#Whee we get to know some of their past. Specifically their turning point #I hope it flows nicely because i have rewritten this like 3 times now 😭😭😭 dialogues are just not my specialty #like how to make them reveal such information without making them come out of the blue #writing style aside. let's talk about why Agni behaves this way #I will save the details on the what and how for the prologue. but basically Agni had been through hell that he couldn't escape alone #Rak Hatz and Isu saved him (or attempted to). and Agni owed them for saving his life. thus the strong attachment that Khun doesn't have #also let me mention that Agni had trouble differentiating between hallucination and reality after the incident. So he was kind of in denial #maybe Agni had come to a conclusion that they might be dead months after that. but he was too afraid to admit it to Grace #because he thought it was partly his fault for being incompetent. and Grace would hate him for letting their friends die #not wanting to risk being left by Grace. he just put himself (and inevitably Grace too) in the illusion of truth #that there's still a chance their friends are still alive because they have no proof of their deaths #so when Agni was offered to go back to the past. he agreed to it. Already expecting that Rak Hatz Isu aren't the same ones that he looks fo #but it was as good as he could get to redeem himself. Plus they get to meet everyone else who they couldn't save #Anyway. I'm taking hiatus until April. In return I will answer if you have any questions whether it is written in the tags or sent via ask #see ya folks <3 we'll get more brothers and team bonding when I return #tower of god #tog #two sides of the same coin fic #my fic #my art #bam #25th bam #jue viole grace #khun #khun aguero agnis #khunbam #shibisu #ship leesoo #rak wraithraiser #hatz

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