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verysium · 5 months

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how bllk boys would react when u draw them, could either be rlly good or rlly SHIT u choose idk (plz include barou and the itoshi bros) 😊😊😊 i love you and ur works, and the way u write the boys and ur content makes me laugh fr, one of my fave bllk authors mwjahaja 😓 have a great day, ily:3 and the icks post made me smile like all of ur posts do!

thank you so much anon ♡ this ask had me contemplating very seriously, so apologies if it's a bit late:

sae is definitely awestruck in some way, even if he doesn't immediately show it. i think i talked about this in a previous headcanon, but he has a deep-seated admiration for artists who can grasp abstract concepts because he himself cannot. he would be somewhat flattered if you drew him since he's never considered his own appearance to be particularly inspiring. would be appalled if you considered him your muse. like....why? to him, his looks aren't anything of importance (clearly he is blind.) would probably say your drawing was inaccurate but then hang it up by his nightstand so he can look at it every night before he goes to sleep. if you're a full-time artist, he probably keeps a little stash of your gifts in a small box beneath his bed. sometimes if he's having a bad day or he lost a game, he goes back and flips through them just to make himself feel better. secretly loves the way you draw his bangs and the little swoop you do in your signature.

kaiser corrects every single detail in your drawing. stands behind you and gives you little pointers here and there. he should have an 8-pack, not a 6-pack. his jawline isn't sharp enough in your initial sketch. poses shirtless in front of you so that way you can encapsulate the full extent of his sexiness. shows off your drawing to every living creature in existence. "isn't he handsome?" like...🙄 yeah, michael we know. he's probably the hardest to draw because of his tattoo, so i think he genuinely appreciates it when you put in the effort to capture his intricacies. will never admit this but he's low-key proud of you and your talent (mostly just your ability to make him look good.)

rin is one of those people who doesn't understand hyperrealism. like why does he need a highly detailed sketch of his face when he can just take a photo and print it out? i don't think he understands art in general. probably despises modern art too. he'd take one look at a rothko painting and be like....i could draw this too...in my sleep. similar to sae, i feel like he's just numb to the sentimentality of gift-giving. doesn't understand why you would waste your time drawing a little picture of him, but it does make his heart feel strangely fuzzier, so maybe he'll keep it this one time. lo and behold, months later he now has a collection of your drawings he doesn't have the heart to throw away. refuses to let isagi or anyone see them because they're meant for his eyes only.

yukimiya has impeccable taste. in fact, he's probably an artist himself. i think it'd be cute if you both drew little sketches of each other throughout the course of your relationship. but neither of you ever knew until you gifted him your sketchbook for christmas, and he was like....guess what...i drew you too. thinks you're pretty even when you don't think so. sometimes when you're having a coffee shop date, he scribbles a portrait of you on his napkin because the sunlight hit your cheek just right in that moment, and the birds were chirping, and he fell in love all over again. i think it's also tragic that he's slowly losing his eyesight, so he won't be able to enjoy your drawings and the vibrant colors you infuse into them. that's why he treasures them even more. probably thumbs over the pages from time to time. memorizes every stroke and line.

isagi likes the way you always draw that little tuft of hair that sticks up on the top of his head. it looks like a cute little bean sprout. he pins your drawings up above his bed next to a polaroid of you two in germany. buys you a professional art set for your birthday. if you're a digital artist, he buys you a new tablet and stylus.

bachira adds his own doodles next to yours except he makes a chibi version of everything. always pesters you to include his little fangs. uses the boldest combination of colors. he would definitely be a messy artist. paint everywhere. fingernails perpetually stained a different color. you both draw during class, so when you two trade notebooks to actually study......there aren't any actual notes.

barou acts like he doesn't know what to do with your drawing of him but then the next day you visit his house, and he's already put your artwork in a fancy picture frame. refuses to let anyone else even stand within a ten meter radius next to it because he doesn't want their "nasty fingerprints" all over your beautiful masterpiece.

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songforeddiemunson · 7 months

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Things That Go BUMP

Eddie Munson x Reader (description vague for inclusivity, no use of YN, no upside-down).

Summary: Eddie and reader agree to house-sit for a recently widowed woman, and things happen.

Warnings/Tropes: established relationship (this could also be a sequel to Next Summer), no smut, ghost story, talk of accidental death, description of and discussion of death and mortal remains, rather inappropriate funerary banter, dark themes. Avert thine eyes if death talk unsettles you, but this IS a Halloween fic, so, yeah.

Author's Note: this is actually based on a personal experience I had with my boyfriend at the time. True story, my buddies!

Here is a map of the layout of the house. I only included details, i.e. furniture, if it was relevant to the story.

Word Count: 3300

October 1991

Life in Hawkins was peaceful and harmonious, and you were looking forward to your first autumn in rural Indiana with Eddie. You imagined there would be long walks through crunchy leaves whilst scenting the faint aroma of wood smoke as it drifted among the trees. Things, however, didn't quite go as you'd planned.

Lenny Weir, a kind middle aged man that you had built an acquaintance with, was killed in a tragic accident where he was fatally electrocuted while repairing an appliance.

You had been deeply saddened to learn of Lenny's passing. Everyone in Hawkins had heard of the accident; he was a popular fellow among the locals, and was known for helping people when something needed to be fixed or tended to, free of charge. Word traveled fast, and a blanket of sadness enveloped the whole town.

He and his wife Pam chose to remain childless, preferring the company of a tabby cat called Jasper and a particularly intelligent Border Collie named Toby. You knew all of this because you had house-sat for them for a week over the summer when they went on vacation. They lived in an idyllic little cottage framed by flowering shrubs and a stream flowed through their backyard. It really was a lovely place and you had enjoyed staying there immensely.

You attended Lenny's viewing with Eddie. You had never felt very comfortable with death in the past, and you had only been a permanent resident of Hawkins for four months. You didn’t know many people yet, which heightened your feeling of shyness as the other people from town filled the room around you. You sat toward the back, nodding solemnly at the people you saw that you did know, but preferring to stay out of the way.

When it came time for everyone to file past the assembled family and view the deceased, your heart was in your throat. You hesitated, gripping Eddie’s hand tightly.

“Hey,” Eddie whispered, leaning his head conspiratorially toward yours. “I’ve got you. We’ll do this together.”

You nodded. “Okay,” you replied anxiously.

As you moved toward Lenny’s relatives, who were standing near the front of the room next to the casket, you nodded and murmured the usual script of ‘so very sorry,” and “such a tragedy,” until you spotted Pam, who looked composed despite having red, puffy eyes.

“Pam,” you said as you reached her. “This is awful, I’m so sorry, I don't really have the words. How are you holding up?”

Pam shook her head. “I don’t really think it’s all fully registered; I feel like I’m trapped in some kind of awful dream.”

You nodded sympathetically, “I can only imagine. Is there anything I can do?”

“Actually,” she replied, “Next week I’m going away for several days to stay with my sister in Utah and get out of the house for a while. Would you mind staying and looking after Jasper and Toby?”

“Of course I will,” you said without hesitation. “Do you mind if Eddie comes too?”

“Not at all, he’s more than welcome.”

“Great, we’ll be there,” you said with a small smile.

“Thank you Pam,” Eddie added. “I’m so sorry about all of this.”

“Thank you so much,” she said, her voice thick. “Now I guess you’d better go say goodbye to Lenny.”

“Here goes…” you murmured quietly to Eddie as you approached the casket, kneeling down on the provided cushion.

You quickly noticed that the glue holding one of Lenny’s eyes closed was starting to come loose, giving his right eye the appearance that it was partially open.

“Oh god,” you groaned.

“Fuck, that’s not how that’s supposed to look,” Eddie whispered.

“Jesus, should we tell someone?”

“Well I doubt we’re the first ones to notice it, we're among the last people up here…”

“This is why I hate these things. Viewings. It’s all so unnatural…” you broke off with a shudder. You were horrified, and you couldn’t stop staring at poor Lenny's eye.

“Well we started having viewings because we kept burying people alive back in the day. And it kinda looks like Lenny is starting to wake up right now…”

“Dude,” you admonished in a firm whisper.

“I’m sorry,” Eddie said, “it’s just shocking." Eddie paused, his eyes widening in horror. "Oh god, Lenny was electrocuted…do you think anyone told Pam his death was ‘shocking’? Oh man, I hope not.”

“I can’t take you anywhere,” you said. You were mortified, but the stress of everything was making you want to burst out into very inappropriate and ill-timed laughter. “We are leaving right now!”

“Sorry Lenny,” Eddie murmured hastily as you dragged him away.

You arrived at Pam’s house the following week with a duffel bag and Eddie in tow. Pam greeted you at the door and walked you through the house. She reminded you about where the pet food was and all the other things she thought you should know. Before she departed, she left you with some words you would never forget:

“Kids, sometimes weird things happen in the house. I don’t know. I wonder if maybe Lenny hasn’t moved on.”

“Say what now?” Eddie prompted.

“I wouldn’t worry about it, sometimes I just hear things sometimes, and I wonder if things get moved. Either that or I’m losing my mind.”

“Well we don’t want that," you said, and Eddie laughed a little too loudly.

“No, we would definitely prefer ghosts,” he said, making Pam actually laugh a little.

The first few days passed without incident. You and Eddie enjoyed playing with Toby, lounging about outside by the fire pit, watching TV with Jasper curled up on your lap, and picking apples from the gnarled old apple tree in the backyard. Out of respect for Pam and Lenny, you and Eddie shared the large sectional sofa in the living room; it was shaped like a large letter L so there was plenty of room for both of you.

One day, your curiosity got the best of you.

"Lenny was cremated, right?" you asked Eddie.

"Yeah, so I heard."

"So where are his ashes? I wonder if he’s in the house or if Pam scattered him somewhere,” you pondered, and then began looking around the house for an urn.

It had occurred to you that perhaps you were being disrespectful, but Lenny was such a sweet guy and you didn't think he would mind. Besides, part of you just really wanted to know if you were sharing a house with someone’s mortal remains.

Shortly afterward, you came across a small inconspicuous brown box on the nightstand between the couch and the sitting room wall, but it was on a lower shelf that was hidden from view by the sofa.

"Do you think he's in there?" Eddie asked.

"Only one way to find out."

You opened the box. Inside the box was a cylindrical, plain, brass-looking tin. The suspense was killing you both.

"I think that's it," Eddie said almost in a whisper.

"Well if it is," you said, "it isn't very ceremonial. It doesn't look anything like what I would expect an urn to look like."

"I think– well, when my mom died they gave us her ashes in something pretty plain. It’s up to the family to buy something nicer.”

“Oh I’m sorry babe,” you said, giving Eddie’s arm a squeeze. “Are you okay?”

“Yeah, yeah, I’m fine, it’s okay,” Eddie said with a reassuring smile.

“But if that is Lenny, why is he tucked away out of sight as if she’s hiding him?”

"Maybe keeping it in view is too painful for her right now."

"Maybe it's just candy or something."

You went back and forth on this for a while, but you had to know for sure. You started to open the tin.

"Jesus, don't!" Eddie hissed.

"I’m sorry but I have to know," you said. “Besides, there’s no harm in just looking. I’m sure Lenny wouldn’t mind.”

“Ugh, fine,” Eddie said. "But if you let out a ghost, I'm blaming you."

You opened the tin. Inside the tin was a clear plastic bag containing the cremated remains of Lenny. You and Eddie stared silently at it for a moment. It definitely didn't look like what you had imagined the ashes of a cremated person to look like. You always thought it would look like...well, ashes. It didn't. It closely resembled gravel, and you could see little bits of bone as if someone had smashed up what was left with some sort of hammer. You immediately felt uneasy and replaced the lid.

"Wow. So that's....that's Lenny," Eddie said.

"Yeah," you replied simply. You weren't sure what else to say.

You silently sent an apology into the ether, feeling a little remorseful for prying.

You didn't talk about it much after that and went about your business, but you had the very unsettling realization that you had been sleeping with your head no more than six inches away from Lenny’s remains for days.

The following day it was raining and quite chilly, so you and Eddie spent most of the day inside watching TV. Somewhere around 8pm, the TV abruptly switched off.

"Did you lean on the remote?" you asked.

"No, it's right there on the table," Eddie replied.

That's strange... you thought to yourself. Then Pam’s voice echoed in your mind. Sometimes weird things happen. You shrugged it off.

You turned the TV back on and continued watching. About ten minutes later it switched to snow, then turned off again.

"What the hell..." You and Eddie said in unison.

Suddenly Toby the dog lifted his head and stared into the adjacent kitchen, a low growl emitting from his throat.

"Okay, that's freaky," Eddie said.

"Go look and see what it is," you said with wide eyes.

“Uh, I’d rather not."

You quickly dialed Nancy’s number to get her opinion, who told you your imaginations were running wild and you just had to calm down. She chatted with you for a while and nothing further happened, so you hung up and tried to distract yourself with a bit of making out. You had a hard time feeling interested in sex, however. You had the very unsettling feeling that you were being watched.

A couple more hours passed without anything odd happening, and you were beginning to feel quite sleepy. You realized that you didn't want to turn off the lights, and you also didn't want to keep sleeping on the couch next to Lenny’s remains. Ugh suck it up; what are you six years old? You thought to yourself, and laid down to go to sleep. You did leave a light on in the kitchen, however.

The night passed quietly, though sleep was difficult to find. You tossed and turned, and what little sleep you did achieve was filled with strange and frightening dreams. One dream that stood out consisted of you waking to go to the bathroom. As you passed the room that used to be Lenny’s office on the way to the toilet, you saw him. He was jogging on his treadmill whistling a happy tune, but he wasn't alive. As you paused in the doorway his head turned to look at you. He was burned black; one eye stared at you, and the other was burned away. His mouth was twisted into a horrible grin. For a fleeting moment you wondered how he could whistle with no lips, and then you screamed. You awoke with a start, and stared at the window for the rest of the night, waiting for the morning light.

The next day you spent the majority of it out of the house. You drove around and visited some friends, and grabbed a bite to eat at a local diner. You were avoiding the house, but neither of you would admit it. When you finally did return just before nightfall, you entered the house trepidatiously, as if something was going to jump out at you.

You were greeted by Toby, who wagged his tail and seemed very thrilled by your presence, which was comforting. You found fixings for s’mores in the kitchen, and built a fire in the pit in the backyard. As you sat at the crackling fire, your eyes were frequently drawn to the house, as if you would see someone walk past the window, or worse- a charred face grinning back at you. Eddie gently teased you for getting yourself “all worked up,” but you could tell he was uneasy too.

After a couple of hours the fire began to die out, and it was getting cold. You knew you had to go in, but you took your time gathering up all of your things. As you entered the house from the back door into the kitchen you spotted Toby, who was sitting in the living room at the doorway to the kitchen. It was the first time he hadn't greeted you at the door.

"Hey Toby! C'mere Toby!" you called. He wouldn't come. He didn't growl, he didn't cower, he just stared and wouldn't move.

"That is not like him at all," Eddie said.

"I know," you agreed with building unease.

You both continued calling to the dog, and after no success Eddie walked over to him. He took Toby’s collar by hand and gently pulled, speaking to him in a soothing voice, but he resisted.

He kept looking at you as if he wanted to come because he was a very good boy, but his attention was always drawn back to something else. Something past you, past the kitchen- toward the end of the house that contained the bathroom and Lenny’s office. Your mind was frantically trying to determine what would cause this sweet and intelligent dog to refuse to enter a room in his own house, and it freaked you out.

"Toby! COME!" you yelled.

You regretted shouting at the dog the moment you did it because just as you did, Toby lowered his head and practically crawled into the kitchen to your side where he stood with his tail between his legs, whimpering. You felt sorry for him, but it did nothing to assuage your growing fear.

You apologized to the dog and made your way into the living room, and Toby followed without protest. Too nervous to go right to bed after the event that had just occurred, you turned on the TV. Sure enough, after a few minutes it shut off.

"Maybe the TV is old, and there's something wrong with the wiring," Eddie said, though he seemed unconvinced.

"But how do you explain the rest of the weirdness?"

"Dunno. Maybe Nancy’s right and we're just letting our imaginations get carried away.”

Right after Eddie spoke, a white flash shot past the window.

"Did you see that?" you asked a little too loudly.

"Uh, yeah, I sure did," Eddie replied.

"Probably a white moth reflecting the light from the front porch light." you said. “Right?”

"Yeah, that would have had to be a very large moth.”

“But wait.... the front porch is on the other side of the house."

“You’re not helping,” Eddie said, his eyes darting around nervously.

You sat and stared at the windows for a while. After several minutes, it happened again.

“Alright, what the fuck was that??” Eddie said, his voice increasing in timbre.

"Big white moth, remember?" you weren’t sure why you were trying to convince yourself of this when you didn’t really believe it.

"Right. Big white moth."

Suddenly, right behind your heads on the wall against the sofa you were sitting on, there was a distinctive banging sound. Three distinctive raps, as if someone was pounding with their fist. Thump, thump, thump.

You screamed and Eddie jumped off the couch. The dog barked. It happened again, but it was louder. THUMP, THUMP, THUMP. Toby barked again, but he wouldn't go investigate as one would expect a dog to do. He was scared. So were you.

"What's on the other side of that wall?" Eddie asked.

"The bedroom!" you replied.

"We'll go together to see what it is."

"Are you crazy?!?"

"We have to see if someone is messing with us. What if someone broke in?" Eddie reasoned.

"How dare you use logic at a time like this? Fine. Grab the dog."

As you slowly made your way off the couch and toward the kitchen-- which the bedroom was off of on the left-- you attempted to summon the dog, who would have none of it.

"Forget Toby, he's not coming," Eddie said.

As you neared the bedroom door you heard another sound.

It sounded almost like a tea kettle going off to signify the water is boiling, only it wasn't constant. It fluctuated, almost like a person rubbing their finger across a freshly washed window. But it was loud, and it was in the room with you.

You both screamed and abandoned the bedroom inspection, and instead ran toward the bathroom to put some more distance between yourselves and that awful sound. As you ran past Lenny's study you remembered your nightmare, and squeezed your eyes shut as you hurried by, clutching Eddie’s hand as he guided you toward the bathroom.

The bathroom was at the far end of the house, directly across the hall from the front door. As you neared the bathroom you glanced toward the front door, and then a bolt of terror shot up your spine to your scalp, almost paralyzing you in place.

The front door was wide open.

Eddie was clever enough to grab the cordless phone before your flight to the other end of the house, and you locked ourselves in the bathroom.

"The front door is open! What the fuck? The front door is open!" you stammered in a panic.

"What?!?" Well...we have to close it!"

"I'm not leaving this room!"

"Jesus Christ! We can’t just leave the front door open!"

You called Nancy again. Eddie dialed while you professed your regret– out loud– to Lenny for interfering with his ashes. As usual, Nancy was not impressed. She said you were just being silly and needed to knock it off. Next, Eddie called Steve, who was more appropriately concerned and agreed to come right over, but he lived twenty minutes away. So you waited.

Nothing seemed to happen while you were in the bathroom. Finally after what seemed like an eternity, there was a knock on the bathroom door, making you scream.

"It's just me," Steve’s muffled voice proclaimed from the other side of the door, and you flung it open and practically strangled him with a huge hug.

"You guys left the front door wide open," he said. "You shouldn’t do that; it’s unsafe!"

For the remainder of the week you took care of the feeding and watering duties by arriving solely to do so, and then leaving as soon as you were done. You and Eddie were in agreement that you would not be spending another night in that place.

You told Pam about it, and she said that the strange behavior didn't seem like Lenny at all, but surmised that perhaps he was just trying to get your attention for some reason. Everyone’s heard the stories about people who die sudden deaths feeling confused and unable to move on; perhaps that was the case here. Maybe it wasn't Lenny at all, but something more malicious. You tried not to think about it too much.

Six months later, Pam dreamed of Lenny. In the dream Lenny was standing on a beach waving to Pam. She tried to run to him, but no matter how much she ran she couldn't catch up with him. She then realized with a stab of profound sadness that Lenny wasn't really trying to greet her, but he was actually saying goodbye.

He then turned and walked away from her, while Pam stood and watched. Once Lenny was out of sight, she felt a deep sense of relief. She never dreamed of him again.

A few months later the house burned down.

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(yes, this is really a true story)

#eddie munson fic #eddie munson #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson spooky fic

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lauand-dw · 8 months

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My entry for this year's KuroFai Olympics. The prompt was "The Hanged Man", twelfth Major Arcana of the Tarot Deck. The abridged version is that "The Hanged Man" can mean sacrifice, passivity/withholding action, the inability to help oneself through independent action, acceptance... The Wikipedia also mentions that there's a relation to treason because traitors used to be hanged that way, upside down. All of this screamed "Fai" to me.

Fai is a deeply fascinating character because he's not a typical... anything. A hero, a villain, a victim, a badass mofo... he's all of that and none of it. So I wanted to reflect all of this in an ambiguous representation of the card. That means that the upright position of the card is actually the reverse one because you never know what's going on with Fai. So he could be hanging from the roots of the tree or hanging from the branches. The truth is that his vampire pose is a farce, it's just the strings of the pupeteer pulling him down towards the ground where Fei Wong Reed's hands are hidden. All of this while Ginryuu (symbolizing Kurogane), with the help of the cherry flowers (symbolizing Sakura) are holding to him for dear life and keeping him close to the branches of the tree, the safe part. I wanted to also include Syaoran as a wolf hidden in the tree.

Here's the reversed version which is actually the regular upright one. And, well, if only because it's taken me ages to do this and I still haven't been able to convey the shine of the metallic inks (that's tragic, but it's very hard to take good pics of that because the angle needs to be too steep for the image to still be in focus in its entirety and then one has to correct the perspective and it's hell). Other technical difficulties include the size being too small not to blotch the details with the ink and pastels. I swear Fai's hair was fluffy and Ginryuu had a face in pencil, but even with my finest brush I couldn't keep that because metallic inks are thick. I include a couple of close-ups just because I spent unnumbered hours with the stupid cherry tree and I want my efforts to be appreciated, dammit.

Infinity aesthetics are the best.

Dragons are rather flexible in this universe.

And that's it. Hope you like it!

#fai d flourite #tsubasa reservoir chronicle #kurofai #kurofai olympics #Tarot: The Hanged man

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senkusphone · 4 months

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Dr. Stone chapter 3D trivia post

Hello, um. I hope yall had a pleasant solstice celebration of your choice- I've been pondering whether what we just saw merits a triva post, but let's try to squeeze some for the sake of completion, shall we?

Check out also my trivia posts for chapters 1D and 2D.

They're the same picture.

It took me way too long to notice what was off in this cover, it seems to be nothing but an aesthetic choice. Other than these off colors, this specific suika melon design first appeared during the Treasure island arc, right after Ryusui punted her off the Perseus.

To directly quote what I wrote at one time on the wiki:

Too bad, the ship Chelsea shows up in is not the Perseus D. Monkey from chapter 214 (which itself is a One Piece reference, as Boichi is a big fan).

Interesting that we get a nearly identical shot, instead of Kohaku standing behind her, it's Ruri and Matsukaze.

This posture done my Matsukaze is called Namaste (with other names such as Namaskar), which is used both as a greeting and as an indication of reverence all over the southern parts of Asia, along with other similar gestures. I know this is familiar to many myself included but I had never looked into the deeper details until now.

Figurines showing this pose have been excavated from the Indus valley civilization dating to between 2700 and 2100 BCE, making this piece of cultural heritage at least 7800 years old by the time of this panel.

Xeno has clearly had his hand in the architecture of the Japan side of the KoS, with some new constructions resembling his own Evil Disneyland back home.

Hold back yer tears

Kaseki has lived well. It's hard to tell how old he is now, he lived longer than the timeline's consistency thats for sure, I blame time travel.

At the time Taiju got wed, he was around 70 years old.

Kaseki and Chrome go back way further than the KoS, the fanbook tells us that Kaseki helped Chrome build his shed when he was just a boy.

Feel your heart a bit shakey? hang on there, we now get to talk about whyman's sorrow, and a small observation that I've made

Whyman can have emotions, the circuits that process that can be switched on and off, but the fact that a message can, or needs to be "left" for themselves, as well as his farewell for all eternity, has an interesting implication: once switched off, whyman loses the recollection of any experience they had in the meantime. These circuits allow whyman to feel, and also to then forget. This is useful, as emotions help them survive, but forgetting prevents the emotional baggage from growing infinitely over a virtually immortal life.

"If we remembered every single parting person, it would only be a few generations before the sorrow would pile up to the point it became unbearable. Maybe it is a blessing to forget. Forgetting allows us to get even. Forget sorrows as new ones replace them. Life can go on, if tragically. No accumulating loss that would one day make everyone struggle to survive and eventually pass on; though that last thing does also sound very much like today."

(10B points to the ~2 people who know where this quote is from, I digress)

So that's cool, and heartbreaking, but so what, does it connect to anything we've seen before?

Well...

In ch. 232 we see that Whyman does not know what created them.

How could that be, if they can remember things over deep time?

Maybe it is that Whyman chose to forget their creators, and everything they felt about them. Beings that they may even have loved in the deep deep past, and could not cope with yearning for.

The blonde, bangs & ponytail lineage.

The village graveyard. Last time we saw it, Byakuya's gravestone was opened to reveal the glass record.

A lot of recognizable headstones are still up now, some appear to have moved.

Other headstones might be gone or be different... The one with four dots that was there originally can't be seen in this new shot but it can be seen later in the chapter.

Also, I hate to break this to you, but there's more headstones now than there were before.

I counted 45 in the original shot, 50 in the new one, not including any that Chelsea and Senku may be covering. Granted this is likely just an oversight.

(I should mention that in order for them to match bottom to bottom, the top image is flipped horizontally).

(omg look at the babiesss)

What Xeno is telling Chrome is that if whyman went and altered their own past, then what they are seeing currently is the result of that, since whatever changes they made, are in the past after all.

They already happened and they are part of the timeline that leads them to where they are now.

Assuming they actually found Byakuya (or a petrified time traveler) means that either whyman created some sort of causal loop that is self sustaining (ie, the ramifications of the changes in the past include whyman going back to do them in the first place), or more in line with the many worlds hypothesis, that going back to the past and changing it creates a new parallel timeline where the repercussions of that happen, with no effect in the first one.

In the latter case it means the timeline we see now was altered by the whyman from a parallel universe.

The stone axe is a bit dissonant with where they are, technologically speaking, yes? Thing is, that's the one Senku took to the moon with him.

He's had it since chapter 1.

A few people I've seen mystified about this structure they unearthed at the cementery:

This is a collapsed building just like the structures that the Tsukasa empire occupied.

(shoutout to that guy about to die in the back)

Interestingly, this means that Ishigami Village is established on top of a once urban area.

I am always pumped for any extra bits of village lore I can get.

Did Suika's handwriting trigger your AI generated image senses? it did for me.

We were bamboozled again. If it ends up happening it's gonna be like the tale of the wolf. The moment we stop taking it seriously, Inagaki is gonna smack us across the head with it.

We were actually preparing for the poop on a stick to hit the f.a.a.n on discord. What do I make about the ending? I don't know, I got no big analysis this time around but I believe it's very likely we'll see more at some point.

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Prosecuters are certain Creel is to blame, but he claims otherwise.

Victor Creel: killer or tragic victim of a vengeful spirit?

'I thought I was dying… so I was flooded with relief… but there was a sense of terrible grief, too.'

By ADDIE SABCOCK

Triple homocide? Or demonic ritual?! Prosecutors successfully argued that Victor Creel, age 40, is a cold-blooded killer, responsible for the brutal slaying of his beautiful wife, Virginia, age 36, and their two innocent children, Alice, age 15, and little Henry, age 12. But even now from behind bars at Pennhurst Mental Hospital, Victor insists that he is innocent. He maintains that a vengeful demon terrorized his family, reaching a bloody climax on that tragic night in March.

Whomever you believe, the strange case of the Creel family has put the heretofore sleepy town of Hawkins, Indiana on the map. "It is safe to say that the entire region will never be the same again." District Attorney Philip Bradley said of ordeal.

Now, our sources inside the mental hospital where Creel is serving out his life sentence have gotten the exclusive scoop from Creel himself, including grizzly details never before reported, and Creel's theory as to why his life was so conveniently spared. Are these the ravings of a murderous madman? Or is there something to the supernatural yarn creel has spun?

The Creel Family had only recently moved into their home in Hawkins, having relocated from South Bend. Court documents revealed that Victor's childless uncle had recently passed away, leaving Victor a modest inheritance with which he eventually purchased the two story murder house.

Creel claims that as soon as the family had settled in to their new residence, they began to experience a series of disturbances that can only be explained as paranormal. Night after night, a horrible stench would presage the discofery of a deal animal on the property. One evening, the daughter Alice found a rotting possum in her duvet cover, with no idea how it could have gotten there. Another such spine-tingling event occured when the bathtub behan to spout not water but insects. Their healthy lawn turned black overnight

The family's former gardener (who wished to remain anonymous) who was a witness at the Creel trial, testified that Victor was certain the house was haunted by a malevolent spirit. "He kept going on and on about this evil spirit. I didn't know what to believe," he told the court.

"I said I thought probably some teenagers set the grass on fire, but he wouldn't listen to me." Creel's gardener tells our source that the family had had enough. He believed that these horrifying occurences would not stop unless he took matters into his own hands. As he told us, "I had to protect my family."

At this point he tells us Creel sought out a priest to perform an exorcism. This cannot be confirmed and the identity of the alleged priest is still in question. This publication inquires with local houses of worship have been unconclusive.

But the exorcism failed, says Creels former gardenman. He claims the so called "vengeful demon" was too powerful, resisting the priest's demands to depart from the family home. He insists that it was this very attempt to intervene which enraged the spirit.

The once happy Creel family standing in front of their recently purchased home in Hawkins, Ind. A small inheritance helped Creel buy the home. Crime scene photos from inside the Creel home obtained EXCLUSIVELY by THE WEEKLY WATCHER reveal a complete blood bath… Police describe a grizzly crime scene- pictured in the EXCLUSIVE photo obtained by TWW- with limbs torn askwe and apart in an impossible fashion. Hawkins Police Officer Mike Palmer said,* "We're not quite sure how Creel was able to pull this off- it's most likely the work of a madman. I don't know how any human man could be capable of anything as horrifying as this.."

Murder House now stands empty:

EXCLUSIVELY from TWW: The Creel house in Hawins, Ind., stands empty after a mild-mannered and God-fearing husband and father claims to have been possessed by a demonic spirit which KILLED his entire family and left him patially blind. Neighbors of the family in this quiet Midwestern community are stunned that a seemingly normal man could be capable of such atrocities. But was this nightmare the handiwork of a mere mortal?! Or could it be the demonic doings of some evil from beyond- something worse than we humans could even begin to imagine? Sources close to Creel reveal all in this SHOCKING AND EXPLOSIVE story you MUST READ!

"He thought that he fought back and it was punishing him. That's why it killed his family, disfigured them, pulled out their eyes."

Victor himself was completely unharmed in the bloodbath, he responded "He seemed to think it was enraged by what he tried to do. He tried to destroy it, so it destroyed the things he loved most in the world. Now he has to live with the loss."

The night before Creel's sentencing, he was found by guards at the Roane County lockup attempting to cut out his own eyes with a stolen cafeteria fork. He said he acted out of guilt and sadness. The guards were able to restrain him, but he is now partially blind.

Creel's graphic telling of the events of the night of the murders included some other fantastic details that have caused out editorial staff to scratch their heads. He says that he witnessed the demon lift his family off the ground and suspend them in midair. Even more unbelievable still, he told our source that he had what could be referred to as an out-of-body experience.

"One minute I was there, and the next," Creel said, "I was transported to another time and place. And when I came to, they were all dead." Pressed on the exact where and when of his unbelievable transportation, he replied, "You wouldn't believe me if I told you."

Creel claims that as soon as the family had settled in to their new residence, they bagan to experience a series of disturbances that can only be explained as paranormal.

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Meanwhile, the Creel murder house sits empty in Hawkins. A site of unspeakable horrors. No amount of fresh paint or lustrous linoleum can undo the terrible deeds that were undone at the address. But if convicted murderer and mental patient Victor Creel is to be believed, the house still has one resident that isn't going anywhere. "It was there long before we moved in, and it'll still be lurking there for a long time. Believe you me." Are these the ravings of a murderous madman? Or is there something to the supernatural yarn Creel has spun?

[ repeated paragraphs from the first page cont. ]

The Victims of a Demonic Ritual? Virginia, 36. Alice, 15. Henry, 12.

#stranger things #quote canon unquote

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The Owl House: Charis!AU

Context: the Wittebane brothers get tragically separated in their youth. One is thrown abruptly in the future, while the other remains stuck in the past, how will this change their story?

I am very happy to officially welcome you in my own personal AU of the show TOH, which I am creating in collaboration with @magpieddd (literally, none of this would have been possible without this amazing person-).

I will not spoil too much in this post, as I plan to gradually release the information thru blogs and building a small wiki as well so everything is much more organized! Just know that if you enjoy TOH and heavy Wittebro angst this is the place for you! Do not let the bright colors trick you, things will get dark pretty fast.

I want to dedicate this post to talk about my personal design of Young Philip Wittebane, because there are some details I am very proud of!

- The 9-years old design is very straightforward. Like hunter’s, it is simply a personal interpretation of his canon outfit. In this case, I wanted to remark the dire situation the two brothers were living in, with the clothes being clearly old and ill fitted for the small boy, and of course, i couldn’t not include his precious stag wooden mask.

- Now, for the second design, we get into interesting territory. For the hair, he decided to let it grow so that he would be able to tie it up, as a silent small tribute to his older brother.

- As it can clearly be seen by the first image, Philip is much smaller both in height and body type when compared to Hunter. This is due 3 factors: age, diet and lifestyle. In my au, Philip is around 12 years old, while Hunter is around 17. Hunter trains intensely to be the best of the best, a soldier and a perfect golden guard, even more than in canon as he is held to much higher and stricter standards, so he is of course more buff. And finally, the boiling isles offer a rather poor diet for a small human child.

- Philip has a belt with a bag attached to it, in which he carries his precious notebook

- the embroidery at the center of his outfit is meant to resemble a stag, but from the distance it may appear a demon as well

- AND FOR MY FAVORITE DETAIL: THE CLEARER SPOTS ON HIS CLOTHES. Okay, this has actually a double meaning! First and foremost, his outfit is meant to represent fire. This element can have many interpretations, something warm, but dangerous, that can give life and death in equal measure- but I personally mainly wanted to make a subtle nod to the witch hunting tradition of his home town, having him represent a pire on fire on which the people accused of being witches would be burnt alive. On the other side tho- the spots represent something much more innocent! When stags are still baby deers, bambis, they tend to have their back covered in white spots, which disappear as they grow up. This is to symbolize that even if he wears the mask of a stag, Philip in this AU is still very much a small child who has a lot to grow up to do, and no mask can change that as he wears barely disguised the signs of his naivety.

These are all my favorite details! I am so proud of this and I really hope you will enjoy it as well. More content will be soon posted in which I will go into more details about this AU.

PS: Charis is the fake name Philip uses in the Boiling Isles :3

#philip wittebane #fanart #caleb wittebane #hunter wittebane #wittebane brothers #wittebros #kid belos #kid philip #the owl house #the owl house au #try02art #Charis!AU #toh hunter #toh belos #my very first au #i am so proud #fan design

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School Spirits - Tragedy and Despair

So I've been rewatching the whole thing, and with the ending in mind a pattern emerged. Which I think ties it all together very cleanly on a narrative and thematic note, across (most) of the characters connected to the hereafter.

Spoilers for- everything.

So every ghost we really get to know has one thing in common with each other, one line that can be easily summed up by Maddie:

"She killed my spirit."

Rhonda was just betrayed by the person she trusted most. Charley had just destroyed the heart of the person he loved most. Wally got his entire being crushed by his mother's fervor for his success for her. Dawn had her entire world shatter because none of her friends liked her. Maddie had just been emotionally destroyed by her mother's betrayal.

And Simon did not know what to do next without Maddie in his life.

I include Simon because, like Maddie, his tether to the hereafter happened while alive. And that's why the pattern works so well. I don't think the tragic death is enough here. I don't think they just have to die with unfinished business. They have to already be destroyed by something in the living world to trap them in the other world.

Maddie heard Janet before she died. She could see Janet and Mr. Martin before her body got taken for a joyride. And she got there because of who she is. Because, if we trust Sandra in the finale, Maddie will fight for you. So hearing someone in distress, of course Maddie runs into the trouble.

The Theme

So this shared detail gives everyone the same tragedy, a betrayal at the heart of what's trapped them in place. A common through line of every character we have. Which can get improved by adding more examples, I'm guessing Season 2 someone else in Maddie's living circle will be able to see her, and I imagine it'll be whoever gets emotionally destroyed early in the S2 Premiere.

My bet, for the record, is Claire or Xavier. Claire I think has the strongest impact, her life is also a disaster but out of focus while she was 'the most obvious non-red herring suspect.' But I can see it being 'boy who nearly died with an abusive as hell powermad father' just- being destroyed by anything there. Hell, I can see 'my ex-girlfriend nearly killed me with my truck' leaving a lasting impression on his psyche too.

This shared point of trauma, different kinds but the same timeline, is too many examples to be dismissed. And every narrative has a degree of facing, and accepting, that pain. We've seen small steps from everyone towards this, but nobody really getting there because they wanted a Season 2.

We don't know the exact mechanism for how Dawn left, and I don't know if we will ever see it unless they decide that Mina or the Band Ghosts move on. We know that healing is probably internal, because it didn't move Charley on. He healed Emilio, but that isn't looking at the pain in Charley's chest.

The Flaw

The big caveat is that there are four ghosts (three ghosts and one group) we've met but don't have evidence of a tragedy before their death.

Mr. Martin

Janet

Mina

Band Kids

Mina's high strung, but we don't know the extent of what happened to her before she died. I can see her being belittled or dismissed as the high strung stage crew she is right before her death from the bright lights.

The Band Kids don't really have innate personalities and if they were all pretty normal beforehand, they could undermine everything. However based on the way those guys interact I think they were at each other's throats on the bus, and haven't forgiven each other.

The last two are the big mystery for S2 so we'll find out as S2 rolls along, whenever it happens. They aren't a point of disproving things, rather they are just the next natural stop in the story.

#school spirits #maddie nears #wally clark #charley (school spirits)#rhonda (school spirits)#simon elroy #claire zomer #I want more mina to more readily ship Maddie/Mina #I apologize for nothing #I double apologize for nothing about some word choices around character deaths

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purple-petrichor · 10 months

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MarriageToxin Profiles Vol.1

Haven’t seen these in English yet, so I’m posting them! Taken from the Japanese manga releases. Translated by myself. Sorry for the image quality;;

Gero Hikaru

DOB: November 24th Blood Type: A

Heir to the "poison user" Gero family. The type to have many copies of the same clothes. Keeps a large number of work tools under his coat. If the room he lives in isn’t constantly clean, he feels unsettled. On nights after something rough happened, he cleans public toilets and other places until they’re better than new. Due to that, rumors of an urban legend “the Midnight Cleaner” have begun to spread throughout one portion of the city.

Amount of money spent on DIY candy kits per month: approx. 200,000 yen *(approx. $1,500 USD )

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＊TL Notes: Here’s Gero! Starting off strong with the main character.

Blood types are included in almost every profile in this series. In Japan, blood types are actually considered pretty important for determining one’s personality and romantic compatibility. It’s similar to Western astrology with star signs. For more detailed information, search google or read here. In Gero’s case, Blood Type A is actually the most statistically common in Japan (40% of the population) so that makes him a relatively normal guy. According to one article, “people with blood type A are known to be highly-organized, particularly precise, and pay much attention to details. They are diplomatic and friendly in nature, so you won’t have a hard time approaching them. They seek harmony among other people, but they sometimes prefer to be alone because of their sensitive nature.” Checks out overall.

The DIY candy kits money is…far too much. Gero please what are you doing. Upon searching, a single package is like, $3.90 USD. So, $1500/$4 = 375 kits per month. That’s 93 per week. That’s 13 per day. Gero is the personification of that one dril “spend less on candles. no.” tweet. --

Kinosaki Mei

DOB: May 18th Blood Type: AB

A marriage swindler. Capable of winning-over any partner within 30 seconds. The possessor of an outstanding "mix-and-match" fashion coordination technique. On days off, ends up lounging around inside the house all day. After a long life in abject poverty, will eat anything. Once survived for 3 weeks based only off of gorging food on dates. Living space is small, and strewn with clutter. Is hiding a big secret. –

＊TL Notes: The original text actually manages to avoid using any pronouns for Kinosaki. Given how Japanese is structured, it’s possible to sometimes drop a subject/object/pronoun entirely, without compromising the sentence. Unfortunately in English that’s much harder to manage, and often ends up sounding like you’re suspiciously trying to avoid the words. I tried to compromise here by arranging the text around. Just know that in the official text, they avoid giving any specific he/she gender markers for Kinosaki as of current.

For Blood Type: “This blood type is the combination of the precise qualities of A types and the free-spiritedness of B types. Given that it’s a rare blood type, people with this type are often perceived as geniuses or [eccentric]. They can be unpredictable and curious. People who belong to the AB type usually jump around from one activity to another, depending on their mood and situation. They chase ideal dreams and pursue learning and knowledge in a wide range of fields. They are calm and rational but have a complicated personality.” Again, checks out for a swindler known for changing to handle any situation.

…Yes the final line does say “a big secret”. Uh. EDIT: Chapter 54 sheds new light on this line! Perhaps it’s not a dirty joke after all, but something far more tragic. 👀

More coming soon!

#marriagetoxin #gero hikaru #kinosaki mei #mei kinosaki #marriage toxin #MT profiles #lmao official Protagonist Syndrome multiple sets of the same clothes #congrats to Gero on becoming an official Cryptid #also November is uhhhh 9 months after Valentine’s Day #does the Gero family celebrate that or…#yknow at the start of the series I wondered if he ate candy kits and nothing else #we’ve seen him eat real food since #but given that budget I Wonder #Gero does the family have a special medicine to control your blood sugar or something #also I want to see Kinosaki eating chips and binging TV on his days off #love how the second line in Kino's could mean win someone in love or topple an opponent #the fashion term specifically refers to re-using the same item in different ways btw #must be that scarf he always wears #Gero’s clean room requirement is rly unfortunate given uh Kinosaki’s profile info #them living together would be a DISASTER

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Important AU/setting details

Long post ahead.

Gonna get the biggest thing out of the way first. The backstory/inciting incident for this AU.

I tried to keep it brief, but there's so much of it that's important for context that it was kind of a losing battle 👀💦

I promise you the stuff under the Modern Day category is much shorter

The shattering incident:

Disclaimer: (Event name not related to sonic prime's shattering. This AU was originally created 10 years ago by an 11 year old with too much free time. Ironically, it plays out very similarly to sonic forces. A hybridization of the two almost)

The shattering incident was an event that occurred roughly two hundred years ago.

Following the frequency of planet threatening events due to Sonic and Eggman's continued rivalry, the human kingdoms and nations that made up the western hemisphere of Earth, united under the rule of G. U. N. in hopes of being able to protect themselves better in unity than alone.

Despite working together, they severely lacked the power and technology to keep up with mobians.

During this time period, G. U. N. became much more aware of the Ancients and their superior technology, expanding their reach out into mobian territories to the east in search of more ancient artifacts to study and integrate into their own technology.

This drove up tension with mobians exponentially, as many were forcefully evicted or had sacred artifacts taken, which caused them to lash out in small clashes.

G. U. N. 's response was the development and deployment of the Omegon System. A gargantuan superweapon infused with ancient and eggman tech alike. Powered by the chaos reactor, a power source made possible with the aid of multiple chaos emeralds.

The Omegon System was used to threaten and dissuade mobian interference with humanity's expansion. Collecting the remaining emeralds as well as countless ancient relics. It is even on record to have singlehandedly repelled a large-scale assault from eggman's forces in an attempt to claim it for himself.

By this point in time, it was clear that something needed to be done about G. U. N. 's overzealous behavior.

After a failed attempt to talk them down by sonic, and a failed attempt to physically disable the weapon itself, it was clear he could not put a stop to it alone either. Enlisting the aid of a large number of mobians, as well as the scientific mind and robotics of eggman himself.

The mission was a success, and the Omegon System was permanently decommissioned, but not without issues, and the severe consequences that came with those issues.

The initial plan was to lure the Omegon System west onto the human continent where it would be forced to limit its destructive functions. From there it would be infiltrated and shut down by robbing it if its emerald energy sources.

However, a last minute betrayal threw a wrench into their plans. An unintended addition that slipped their way in with the infiltration team.

Instead of deactivating the chaos reactor, it was turned on humanity by a rogue mobian who had seized control.

In the ensuing struggle, the reactor is supercharged and forced into a critical meltdown by the mobian in question.

With the destruction of the chaos reactor came a detonation unlike anything before. The continent was washed in a heavy blanket of energy later dubbed chaos radiation.

The chaos emeralds themselves were destroyed by their own power in the blast, along with the Omegon System itself, leaving a large crater in the middle of the western continent. As well as many casualties from the tragic event, including the brilliant mind of Doctor eggman.

Surviving members of humanity were forced away from their homes, as the heavy chaos radiation caused them sickness. Most fled to the mobian islands and mini continents in the east. Their relationship was very tense with the native mobians, but in the wake of the disaster, the refugees were accepted.

Those that refused to leave were forced to quickly adapt to the radiated surroundings.

The chaos radiation did not hover exclusively over the western continent however, eventually dispersing across the planet slowly like a fog, thinning out in most places over the years until the levels were significantly less harmful to humanity.

It was quickly discovered that this chaos radiation did not affect mobian DNA in the way it did humans. In fact mobian DNA seemed to respond in the opposite way. Bolstering many of them with strange new powers, unnatural for their species.

There were abilities that spawned across the globe in the following years, of extremely varied types and strengths. (Ex: kinetics, speedsters, super strength, illusions and many more.)

Mutations, caused by chaos radiation fusing with their bodies and breaking down into chaos energy overtime. Using them as vessels of sorts, as the chaos emeralds had been previously.

This boost from chaos radiation allowed many to move into and rebuild the ruins of the abandoned human towns and cities.

Modern day:

Year 22××, roughly 200 years post shattering.

Radiation

Chaos radiation is still very much a thing, though modern humans are much more resistant to the lessened quantities that remain.

Mobian as of recent years have experienced less spontaneous power gain as radiation levels have lowered to levels that will not often cause mutation.

While the planet as a whole is still blanketed in chaos radiation, the amount is negligible, and larger sources of it can be tracked and recorded due to modern technology

Chaos radiation overtime has broken down into chaos energy that persists harmlessly in the planet's water, soil and atmosphere.

Technology

Technology has significantly improved due to mobians merging their technologies with humanity's.

Chaos energy is still technically usable, by drawing the radiation from the planet's atmosphere, but is significantly more volatile without the chaos emeralds to channel their power through

Using the late Doctor Miles "Tails" Prower's work as a blueprint, some cities have managed to recreate false emeralds to serve as emergency power sources. They unfortunately are pale imitations of the original false emerald created by Doctor Prower.

While lacking the strength of the original, these false emeralds can be utilized to channel chaos radiation into energy. Their use is limited however, requiring many of them in order to power select facilities of most importance like hospitals and will eventually shatter after being used for long enough.

Relations and Biological changes

Humans and mobians have improved their relationship significantly over time as they collectively rebuilt their cities and homes together.

The result of the restoration efforts left most kingdoms, cities and villages to have a mix of mobian and human populations.

Humanity's numbers dropped significantly in the shattering, due to radiation sickness, but has risen exponentially in the years following. They are still outnumbered greatly by mobians, however.

Humanity may have gained chaos radiation resistance, but they are not immune, nor have they gained powers like mobians have.

Unlike humanity, mobian numbers were not halted or significantly reduced by the shattering incident. However, their reproduction has been altered. Prior to the shattering, mobians of different animal species would have children of one parent species or the other.

The introduction of high chaos radiation seems to have biologically altered them, as hybridization has sprung up across all species. Though uncommon, it is now possible for a child to retain traits from both parent species.

Oddly enough however, they can only pass down the genetic traits of one of their parent species at a time, meaning a hybrid of 3 or more mobian species is impossible.

G. U. N. Aftermath

G. U. N. Was immediately dissolved following the shattering incident. However, a new organization was formed in its place shortly after.

The Chaos Research, Education and Enforcement Division (AKA C.R.E.E.D.) was formed shortly after the shattering , and still persists to the current day under the same director who formed it.

#mobian oc #sonic fandom #sonic oc #sonic the hedgehog #dh talks #ooc #rp blog #sth oc #sonic oc art #sonic au

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BOOK FIC REC: Below are fics based on classic or modern literature.

📖 Lightning Strikes The Heart by @fournipplesau & @justalarryblog (130k)

Shrewsbury, 1814

Dearest reader, I present to you your new bulletin of news regarding Shrewsbury citizen's activities. My name is Lady Merriweather and I will be in charge of the updates. I will make sure you are to know all the important details of what is to happen this season. You must know that you do not know who I am and you never shall. But be forewarned; I certainly do know you. I advise you to be on your best behaviour, lest you want the whole town to be privy of your business.

As expected every year, the Lockhart House hosts the season’s opening ball, and its invitation is the motive of the hustle in town, and every family hopes for the invitation. This year is no different, but this year everyone's attention is focused on the new Duke of Montgomery, His Grace Harry Edward Styles, and whether he will attend it.

All the omegas will be in their best manner, behaviour and clothes as it is expected. And here, dear reader is where we will find out which young omega might succeed at securing a match, hoping to not become a spinster.

Place your bets.

📖 Come My Love Again by @softfonds (110k)

Harry Styles is handsome, clever, and rich. At least that’s what his friends say of him. He also thinks of himself as a matchmaker in Highbury, pairing people together when he finds the time. But when the arrival of a certain gentleman flips Harry’s world on its head, he starts to question everything that was once all too familiar to him, including his relationship with his good friend, Mr. Tomlinson. An Emma AU.

📖 A Taste of Desire by @casuallyhl (104k)

“As forward as I have been with you this evening, I am also aware this dinner party isn’t the place to conduct business.” Mr. Tomlinson chuckles quietly to himself, shooting a subtle glance across the table towards their hostess. “And besides, I am sure our hostess would be horribly disappointed to learn that we went away this evening with a business agreement and not a mating one.”

Harry, who had been sipping his wine, coughs harshly at this. He splutters, unaccustomed to such blatant statements about mating.

Mr. Tomlinson continues to laugh quietly, clearly pleased at Harry’s reaction.

“Mrs. Humphreys promised that there was an alpha attending the dinner tonight that I would certainly get on well with,” Mr. Tomlinson continues, voice teasing. “She assured me that we would have much in common since we both work with mills.” Mr. Tomlinson glances at Harry, eyes flashing with mirth. “Little did she know that would be where our mutual interests began and ended.”

Or, a Victorian ABO where Harry is the owner of the most successful cotton mill in Manchester, and Louis is an opinionated social activist about to disrupt Harry’s world.

📖 All I Wish Not To Remember by @avocadolouie (71k)

What happens when all you had, all you loved, all you held dear is viciously ripped away from you? When your inner core, once filled with love and hope and light, blackens to raw, dark hatred?

What happens when your soul is hopelessly consumed and no matter how hard you try, no matter how hard you attempt to shake yourself out, to rid your tormented mind of the opaque feelings that plague you, all you can see, all you can feel, all you can want is...

Revenge.

A modern adaption of The Count of Monte Cristo by Alexandre Dumas.

A tragic tale of timeless undying love, merciless revenge, and selfless sacrifice.

📖 From What I've Tasted of Desire by @evilovesyou (71k)

When Louis moves to the small Scottish town of Fortrose to spend some time with his father, he thinks he's come to terms with the fact that the next two years of his life will be rainy and dull. That changes when he meets the ever-elusive Harry Styles in his Biology class and he makes it his goal to find out the big secret surrounding him and his family. Louis unexpectedly finds himself in the eye of a storm of secrecy, age-old myths, friendship and romance.

📖 All Things Hidden by @coucoujedors (68k)

the Good Omens AU where Louis is a fallen angel who falls for an angel and has to save the world in the meantime.

📖 like cabbages and kings by @nobodymoves (60k)

When Louis was a kid, he had a series of very vivid dreams about a place called Wonderland. There were rabbits wearing waistcoats and talking cats and ridiculous tea parties, and amidst all the absurdity, there was a boy. A boy with dimples, big green eyes and the sweetest soul Louis has ever known. Louis has always kept a place in his heart for that boy and for his funny dreamworld, and when he’s twenty-five and his life falls apart, it turns out Wonderland might not be so imaginary after all.

📖 Just Hear This and Then I'll Go by @allwaswell16 (44k)

Former boy band member Louis Tomlinson can’t stand pompous indie artist Harry Styles, but with a new record label to launch he is going to have to endure his pretensions to snag up and coming new artist Liam Payne, who happens to be Harry’s oldest friend. Luckily, Liam seems to be very interested in 78 Records and maybe a little more than interested in Louis’ best friend. Too bad Harry won’t be making this easy on any of them.

Or a modern day Pride and Prejudice--Louis is Elizabeth, Harry is Mr. Darcy, Zayn is Jane, and Liam is Mr. Bingley. Oh, and Niall is Mrs. Bennett. Obviously.

📖 Against His Better Judgement by @lululawrence (34k)

It is a truth universally acknowledged, that a single man in possession of a good fortune, must be in want of a wife.

Or a husband. Whatever.

The modern Pride and Prejudice AU starring Louis as Elizabeth Bennett, Harry as Mr Darcy, Zayn as Jane/Charlotte, Liam as Mr Bingley, Gemma as Georgiana, and Niall as.....well...Niall.

📖 Along The Heather by @noellehenryfics (34k)

Jane Eyre AU/Victorian AU

Orphaned Harry Styles grows up with his cruel aunt and cousins, before he is sent away to a boys' boarding school, which teaches poor and orphaned boys. Even though his aunt tries to undermine Harry's experience at the school, he does well in school, and stays on at the school as a teacher after he graduates.

When he becomes restless after significant changes at the school, he applies for a job as a tutor at Thorgill Hall, teaching the younger brother of Mr. Louis Tomlinson. Harry develops romantic feelings for his pupil's brother...

Thorgill Hall,however, holds a secret; it’s becoming slightly more eerie every day and when his life is threatened, Harry makes a drastic decision…

📖 How Far We've Come by @hrrytomlinson (32k)

“This is Harry Styles,” Chiron offers.

He’s beautiful. His eyes are a stunning green, the color of new foliage. The new kid’s limbs are long and lanky—he looks extremely uncomfortable and uncoordinated. Louis internally smirks to himself, guessing the kid probably won’t be too skilled with a sword, or a bow, or anything sharp, most likely. His hair falls to his shoulders in sets of loose, brown curls. The color is rich and luscious, resembling soil so much that it looks like flowers could sprout from his hairline at any moment. But Louis’ eyes are stuck on his soft looking lips, pink as flower petals and slightly parted as his eyes scan the horizon of the camp.

“Welcome to Camp Half-Blood, Harry.”

#book fics #book fic rec #fic rec masterpost #hledit #hlcreators #hljournal

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haileyywrites · 2 years

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-> The Mighty Beelzebul; God of Eternity, is faced with the greatest losses in her entire life - yet she must push forward

-> Gn!reader - no pronouns mentioned! Character death - not detailed! (Reader, Kitsune Saiguu and Makoto!) Spoilers for Ei's backstory! Tad bit ooc?

EI had once promised you an eternity of love and happiness, but what could a mortal know of eternity? Most mortals barely made it to a hundred years old - when she lives through countless of them, alone and unchanging.

Life loved taking those she cared about from her, each person taking a piece of her shattered heart along with them until only crumbs remained at the bottom of her hollow chest.

Kitsune Saiguu, Makoto and you. Those she loved the most and those she failed to protect. She never imagined life without them, not able to imagine a future without them or one where death was their destiny.

All except for you. However heartbreaking, you were just a motral. It was to be expected that you would die long before her. It was something she accepted for the sake of being with you, no matter how it broke her to one day lose you - she would endure it to have you by her side night and day.

But to lose you all in one go? She never expected or imagined it to happen. She had left you in Inazuma when she hurried to chase after Makoto to Khaenri'ah, where she was too late to save her. Soon she would lose Kitsune Saiguu to the tragedy of battle. She still believed you to be safe in Tenshukaku with the protection of her soldiers. Inside her home.

It would have been true had the Abyss not covered Inazuma in a thick fog whilst attacking its people so fiercly and relentlessly it cost countless lives to be lost, tragically yours amongst them.

The day she finally returned to Inazuma she expected to see you happy and ready to greet her at the door - yet you weren't. A true look of horror crossed her expression as she was told of your passing, her soldiers eyes were full of pity for her.

She refused to cry in front of her men, instead sending them away. But the whole of Inazuma would feel her rage and sorrow for the coming moths, as the skies remained dark with the thunder roaring while lightning struk the earth mercilessly.

After your burial she managed to collect herself and the sun shone again. It almost felt like you were sending its rays of warmth to kiss her features as your last goodbye. You were laid to rest upon a sunny hill were wildflowers bloomed all around you, a small shrine was built near it with dedicated people tending and maintaining it daily.

But she would not let these losses bring her down. Thus, she would harden what remained of her heart and seal herself away in the Plane of Euthymia to seek eternity, never to be distracted by mortals or ties to others ever again. Including her only remaining friend - Yae Miko.

She would not lose any more of her people to outside forces and such was the Sakoku Decree issued, it was to seal off Inazuma from the rest of Teyvat. Inazuma would stand eternal and unchanging, just the way it was when you yet lived. With a present god as its ruler it rivalled any other land and no one dared to challenge its might.

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an-eldritch-peredhel · 11 months

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Sky Shinies, V2

For @aspecardaweek Day 3: Across the A-spectrum, I decided to redraw the second piece of Tolkien fanart I ever posted, two years ago for this very event! Check back in 2025 to see if I keep up the pattern.

Since Ainur are basically angels I've decided they're all pretty much ace (with varying degrees of interest- Melian) and arospec if only because they don't conceptualize relationships in the same way we do, and the majority of elves are demi/grayspec.

Arien: Sapphic oriented aroace, recipromantic

Earendil: Bi demi-rose

Tilion: Achillean oriented aroace, lithoromantic, aroflux

[id. A full-body pencil drawing of Arien, Earendil, and Tilion. Arien is inspired by a lion, with digitigrade legs, paw pads, and claws. She has a crown of horns and fire burning on her head, limbs, and the tip of her tail. Tilion has bat ears and feet with a leaf-shaped nose, horns curling around his ears and another set twisting upwards, and dark blotches on his skin. Their arms are linked as they shoot finger guns. Earendil stands in front of them, head barely reaching their elbows as he waves with one hand and holds a telescope in the other. He's black, with braids pulled back in a ponytail and a small beard. The silmaril shines from a circlet on his forehead, and he wears Ancalagon's skin as an armored vest and skirting. end id.]

Rambles, comparison, and closeups under the cut!

[id. Three closeups on Arien, Earendil, and Tilion's faces respectively to show details. Arien has freckles and her eyes appear to be glowing behind her sunglasses, Earendil has eyebags, faint laugh lines, and scars, as well as individually lined scales on his vest, and Tilion has fangs, earrings. and diamond-shaped pupils with black sclerae. end id.]

[id: a comparison of the full drawing above to the original, which ends around Earendil's knees but otherwise has near-identical composition. Arien looks significantly more human, Tilion is missing his horns, and Earendil is white with a less structured outfit. end id.]

I was mostly going off of memory redrawing this, which is why their poses are slightly different but honestly I prefer this even if it isn't strictly accurate. Winner for biggest design overhaul is a tie between Arien and Earendil, because excluding Tilion's horns (which I would have originally included if I had remembered Tilion literally means "horned one") he's hardly changed, though tragically I took away some of his jewelry for practicality.

Past!Earendil's unintentional Michael Jackson nose haunts me, though I do kinda miss his stupid wave hair. I'm much happier with his dragonscale vest thingy now (though I realized too late that Ancalagon's scales would be much larger, oh well), I've had time to think through the various elven cultural aesthetics and I'm very pleased with his multi-combo of cultures that still gives him the vibes I wanted. Stupid pointy-toed noldorin boots are so hard to draw right but I love them so much

Arien has also been overhauled but given that they change how humanoid their fana looks depending on if they're hanging around incarnates or not the original is still technically close to that form? Horn crown and significantly more fire has been added in homage to her balrog siblings alongside everything else, but like Tilion her outfit change is minimal and the vibes stay the same.

Unrelated but a funny side note: as I have become increasingly aware of Pokemon Knowledge, I have realized that Solgaleo and Lunala unintentionally map really really well onto my Arien and Tilion. Yes this is because lion/day/sun | bat/night/moon symbolism is obvious, but I'm leaning into it. Earendil works shockingly well as Ultra Necrozma, too.

#aspecardaweek #arien #tilion #earendil #my art #this is my first time id-ing my art so i hope it's decent #arien being genderfluid makes orientation complicated but i think sapphic still suits them best even as auron #and tilion is still achillean even though he doesn't lose all alterous feelings for him the moment he becomes arien again #they're both just. so so so gay.#tilion is genderflux as well as aroflux- it's related to his moon gig #ainur gender and attraction is hard #im not gonna chart out the whole sky polycule in the tags but the important ones to this are #arien is in a qpr with ilmare and a romantic relationship with thuringwethil #tilion is in a qpr with eonwe and a romantic relationship with salmar (lost romantic feelings but doesn't mind the relationship)#earendil is obviously married to elwing and hes deeply in love but the two also have something vaguely queerplatonic going on with eonwe

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I know you like to spread positivity about all kinds of ships but I still wanted to ask if there are any digimon ships you really hate? Not meaning to be negative about it just curious.

Oh, that reminds me of that post I reblogged about how people can't openly "dislike" things on the internet anymore... And I would also maintain that I don't actually "hate" any ship, but that there are some dynamics that are simply not for me, whether it's the canon depiction or the fandom portrayal. I still enjoy playing my ship dynamics game, because it allows me to dive deeper into certain (potential) relationships. And I still think everyone should be able to ship whatever they like and lighthearted banter is also completely fine, as long as they don't harass others, vandalize art, write hatefic, start ship wars and so on. Believe me, I have seen people lose interest in fandom and pull back completely because of petty ship wars and it's just sad.

That being said, there might be a few dynamics I tend to avoid romantically, even if I enjoy most of these platonically (or at least in very specific contexts):

Taichi/Yamato: I recently wrote a huge analysis on how I perceive them and why I think they're rather tragic. I guess my inner child has always been kinda annoyed by their trope-y over-exposure ever since I had access to the internet and I simply am not enjoying "rival" ships (even though they still aren't even classic rivals in my book). Doujin portrayals are filled with angst or mainly physicality too and I don't like how those artists usually ignore that these two have OTHER PEOPLE in their lives too, which, again, makes it really tragic and sad and I really want them to HEAL for once, so... No, they're not for me.

Koushirou/Mimi: The fun part about them is that I actually liked them as a ship when I was a kid. And once again, I pointed out a lot of their good qualities before - but Tri really summarized everything I don't enjoy about their portrayal (and that doesn't even include certain fandom corners yet that go way too hard with their kinks on them, which make me just... Uncomfortable. The same/related corners also can make me have issues with very specific Taichi/Mimi fandom portrayals, but I will not go into further detail here, because it's just cruel). I absolutely adore them as friends, but there are just way too many things that make me believe they'd struggle to be compatible romantically with each other long-term.

Yamato/Mimi: I get that they are very popular in various fandom corners and I maintain, ship and let ship! As for me personally, I simply do not see them being compatible, mainly due to their lack of (positive) interactions, even though I did try to outline their potential before.

Yamato/Sora: Disclaimer, I do NOT hate them - in fact, I will probably always be one of those who will defend their parallels to one another AND them being mirrors to Taishirou (and in a lot of my AUs, you will find them as complementary ship to them after all). However... I mainly like their potential. What I don't like is their canon portrayal, because it simply doesn't give me enough to see them in a romantic context, especially long-term. Short term? Heck yeah, why not? But everything beyond that... We all know what I am referring to here, ahem. There was art out there that said they were each other's "comphet phase" and I will never get that out of my head. I also maintain that they both may just want Taichi. Which makes it even more tragic.

Daisuke/Hikari: Again, disclaimer, I think fandom tends to portray them rather nicely and I do believe they have a lot of potential. And I don't hate them, I am just annoyed with how they tend to be depicted in canon, because it feels like an unnecessarily cruel running gag that doesn't let either of them shine in their best light.

Edit: Small shout-out to Ken/Miyako and I know it's cheap to dump on the canon ships like that, but I still feel like it's very one-sided in its portrayal (even if The Beginning made a bit progress in that regard, but I still feel like they should go poly with Daisuke, period). Again, don't hate it, just wish it was more visible.

#anon #personal #not gonna tag anything here of course #also can you tell that i really think there is only one character out there yamato is compatible with romantically?

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Honestly why does Hades even have like 7 dogs?? Why do we almost never see Cerberus, you know the Actual hell hound of Hades who guards the underworld? (Where's Charon, the Stygian boatman? I guess because the gods have cars and can fly theres no need for souls to cross the river styx anymore?)

But back to the dogs. Hades even mentioned at one point his therapist telling him to stop getting dogs and he blatantly ignores his therapists advice. So he has zero self control and even in telling Persephone no, still often gives into her demands, which isnt healthy either.

Also Hades' personality is a bit strange. Hes simultaneously really mean and callous to his employees yet gift giving is his love language (which I guess is supposed to paint him as sympathetic?). He loves his dogs and despite being a king he can't put his foot down and actually assert some boundaries in a relationship and is seen as a pushover and a victim of Minthe... Despite having control of all her finances and job.

And then we have Persephone "cinnamon roll" goddess whos supposed to be super nice yet a lot of her personality traits kinda contradict? She's also mean and callous to people who she think has wronged her (Tori). Doesn't know how to take no for an answer. Is somehow naive as all hell (doesn't know internships aren't paid) yet is supposed to be super smart and have a buncha wisdom which is counteracted by her growing up in a secluded area and apparently this makes her a good fit for being a queen. Is a vegetarian and is supposedly down to earth village girl yet loves all the expensive gifts Hades presents her with. Etc. I'm probably wording this badly so apologies.

Also, with one of your other posts, yeah why is hades portrayed as sad and lonely in the underworld when he has a team of people and a support network? (Hecate, thanatos techncially, Minthe etc?) Then it just seems like RS is trying to go for "Hades technically has everything but hes still sad and tragic cause he doesn't have a waifu".

Again, sorry this rant got wayy off track. There's just a lotta weird contradictory things in LO character wise and setting wise (having a monarchy yet Apollo is running for president for ex).

It’s completely fine! I enjoy reading the opinions of others since it gives me insight and helps me realize/understand things better and you worded everything fine, I understood everything. But you’re right there’s a lot of things that are missing with LO that connects to greek mythology, like yes I know it’s a retelling but there shouldn’t be so many elements taken from the original that it’s completely unrecognizable? I’ve seen this from a lot of people who talk about how Americanized Lore Olympus is and I can’t help but agree, there’s no greek traditions or clothing. Barely any greek phrases or any signature dishes, nothing connects Lore Olympus back to Greece even though it’s their myths and I think it’s a huge letdown. Being modernized doesn’t equal to Americanized, there should at least be some sort of connection even if it’s small you know? I feel like it’s not exactly my place to go into too much detail but that’s just been on my mind for a while and I’ve noticed it a lot lately.

I’m guessing Rachel just thought that Hades was a huge dog person since Cerberus was always with him in the myths? I’m not sure. But it’s insane that she included so many dogs yet only showcases about four in total. Me personally I would’ve liked to see Hades get emotional support dogs or something, then we can take a dive in his other traumas besides Kronos, because that seems to be the only terrible thing that’s happened to him. The emotional support animals could’ve also helped him with his emotions and helped regulate them better so he wouldn’t be lashing out on everyone, it would also be good representation about the importance of emotional support animals and the seriousness around them. There’s a bunch of people who still think they’re regular dogs and the people having them are just using them as “an excuse”, this could’ve easily showed people more about them and educated them more in my opinion.

And Hades’ personality is very weird, he alternates from different personalities every few chapters and also even every few panels. You see him wanting to be understood by his peers and not wanting to be a tyrant like his father, then you cut to him being an absolute madman and causing chaos to those beneath him. He doesn’t want to include Persephone in his life because he has too much baggage but then you cut to him trauma dumping on her when she was telling him about her own. You see him not wanting attention or to make things about himself and then cut to every single conversation he’s engaged being transformed about him by him. Then lastly, he says how it’s terrible for Persephone to be lied to/it’s disgusting to cheat, then you cut to him keeping information from her and cheating with his sister in law (in this comic). There’s so many contradictions with him that you never really know who he truly is and it’s irritating trying to play the guessing game with him. Is he mean and cruel or sad and lonely? Which is it?

Same is said with Persephone, nothing about her character makes any sense. How is she going to dumb as rock one scene and then oh so smart in the next? I’m so caring and I care about not hurting Minthe’s feelings and then play house with her boyfriend knowing that they’re with each other? Feel guilty about breaking them apart but continue to go after him? It’s really stupid. And then she claims that she enjoys him because he’s nice to her yet everyone else that is nice to her doesn’t get half of her attention like Hades does, she doesn’t do anything nice for any of her friends or family or even coworkers only for Hades. Not only that but we’re supposed to believe she doesn’t use him even though whenever they’re together Hades is giving her all types of gifts, many of which she’s never offered back even with her money, and taking her places/making her feel better and such. We never see Persephone putting in any effort to do the same yet she’s not using him? Funny story.

Their whole relationship is one sided on both ends and it’s insane how people think it’s romantic, a relationship is between two people one person should not be doing all of the work while the other one lounges around and allows the other to bend over backwards for them. It’s very sad that Persephone not respecting Hades’ boundaries is fine when it’s Persephone but if Hades did the same thing (which I know he has but I mean actually clearly, like intentional and not having the comic tell you otherwise) it would be terrible. I do feel bad for Hades being taken advantage of like this, he’s just too up Persephone’s ass to even realize it.

#lo critical #anti lore olympus #anti lo

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stressed-bird · 2 years

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Four-Eared MK AU

Act 1: Macaque accepted the baby but... now what?

Listen... I have ravaged the tags and aus and blogs of so many people and eventually made my own to satisfy my insatiable hunger for more monkie family content—ahem

This is very summarized, there’s lots of small details I’m not including for the sake of getting it all laid down and on the board /lh

We (Stressed) believe in keeping the trend going about monkies being born in mystical ways.

There’s Sun Wukong, who I am electing to have in this au born from a rock—yes—but it was a rock that over many hundreds of years was collecting magic in it that one day during a storm was hit by a bolt of lightning which is why it cracked in half and surrendered the stone egg that a monkie promptly escaped from with some pre-existing celestial magic properties (Heaven created its own problem /lh)

And you know I am 100% behind the headcanon that Macaque was born from a hurricane/storm and the remnants of said heaven-sent storm (his canonical title from somewhere of “Great Sage of the Informing Winds” only further sold me on this hc)

Meaning of course that MK must have his own mystic monkie origins—and you are right

MK was born of a crystal-encased rock that was initially infused with the magic of swk, swallowed by accident by Macaque, and promptly left for a few many years to soak up the shadow and demonic-celestial magic of Macaque’s dead body that was 6 feet under

But this isn’t a face-hugger situation where he bursted from mac’s chest—no, what happened os that Macaque was casually revived by Lady Bone Demon and sent on his way by her... and after a day or so of being alive and having something in his throat, he takes a moment to try and cough it out and nearly coughs his lungs out in the process but successfully spits out a crystal (rock)

And has the incredible idea of... breaking it. See what happens because this sussy little thing was in his chest and he needs answers

But once the rock is broken, out of it seeps shadow magic (that could easily be recognized as like mac’s not but exactly his) that materializes and coalesces into a baby monkey demon

Macaque is watching this happen with deep confusion (and a lot of denial)

But he can’t escape fatherhood as baby mk has seen him and already instinctively recognized their similarity and is clinging to the older demon like a... well, a baby monkey—

So several attempts to leave the child behind later (from walking away (baby mk hitches a ride in mac’s shadow for this) to handing it away to a human village to be raised (baby mk learns the word Ma from this and shadow teleported to mac’s location for this)) eventually Macaque gives the child a chance

So now Mac has a child... but what do you do after?

The answer is no one knows and Macaque just puts his new demon infant in the shadow of his scarf close to him and feeds him (names him eventually Xiaotian, Qi (firstname, surname) mangoes (it’s tragic he doesn’t love plums too but at least it wasn’t peaches, mac would’ve never coped nor recovered) regularly and they travel the ancient world as it modernizes

The shadow demon no longer really chasing after the Sun anymore, he now has a child he has to look after and he gives him the unconditional attention he deserves (mac is projecting but it’s helping him cope and if spite to be better to xiaotian than swk was to him is what he needs to become a better man, you go girl i guess)

And 200 years have passed more or less, 200 years of Macaque bringing what is now essentially a child and not really a small baby demon anymore with him as they roam the land and live a nomadic life. A life is that is promptly shut down after Macaque wanders close to the territory of the Iron Bull clan and is met by Princess Iron Fan that looks at the two monkies and calls out that Mac has no clue how to be rearing a child

She’s right, and the demon has to eventually concede to her point, to which she gives the demon a deal (because that was her intention this entire time, she sensed a powerful demon nearby and sought to make an ally of them since... well, her husband’s land is being nipped at and eaten up by opportunistic rival demons since he got sealed under a mountain a few years ago and she can only defend so much land alone while also having child red son under her care

Discovering the powerful demon is the six-eared macaque (who she does know of since her husband and swk were bond-brothers before they disowned each other and swk always had the other monkey close by) who also has a little demon child only made it easier for her to make a deal on the spot that would help them both

Macaque gets a safe territory and new home (she suspects the demon monkies have drifted apart since there’s no swk in sight and mac probably lived on flower fruit but ffm is of course owned by swk) AND a safe place to rear his own demon spawn

And she gets a competent and strong demon as an ally to help her defend the Iron Bull clan’s territory)

Macaque agrees and Iron Fan is now technically his Land Lady as he stays in her territory semi-permanently (this does make Red Son and Mk now childhood friends—they’re something else and their friendship looks so dysfunctional but is actually reasonably functional.

I mean, red son is a literal hothead and mk has been a wild feral child and is raised by Macaque—mk can be snide and a little shit and biting with his words but still a good empathetic person that understands what red son says and what he means)

(Example being like in the season 3 episode where red son is yelling at mk if he wants milk and an extra blanket in what sounds like a sarcastic tone but is actually a genuine tone since he does get mk that milk and extra blanket)

They have nicknames for each other—Red Son calling mk well.. “Monkie Kid” and “Monkie Boy” and “Pebble Brain” (MK has taken the Monkie Kid nickname in stride)

MK calls Red Son many things from “Sparks” and “Firecracker” to “Hot Head”, he does still use Red’s name—his name isn’t long enough to warrant the constant use of a nicknames unless to be teasing

And that’s the pre-episode 1 content because... it goes somewhere it does- >:3

At the end, we have established a baseline for this AU now:

- MK is the child of Shadowpeach, Raised only by Macaque (and SWK is unaware of his existence, likewise MK is unaware he has a second dad)

- Princess Iron Fan and Macaque are proper allies (friends even? neither care to elaborate beyond “ally”)

- MK and Red Son are childhood friends (this is indeed set up for Spicynoodles, may become Chimerashipping eventually)

- Macaque is semi-redeemed (the monkie animosity is still there but he’s not trying to be actively antagonistic nor helpful to LBD’s plans, his sharp anger tempered by parenthood, very open to proper “redemption” under the right conditions)

#lmk au #four-eared mk au #stressed talks #talking in the tags #shadowpeach #<- again—technically... and shadowpeach will become a part of this au later in like... what i would call Act 3?#this would be Act 1 where everything is set up and Act 2 is where action happens #lmk spicynoodles #<- again... technically.#come to my face and say that they were raised like siblings i dare you—there’s a whole small point that #both of the demon spawn are territorial little brats unwilling to share their only parent with the other #also uh... yeah. Iron Fan absolutely suspects and is aware of who MK’s other parent is and doesn’t know about the monkies #and their whole being born from unconventional means #she judges Macaque and Macaque feels all the indignation in the world about her unspoken but present suspicions #we believe in iron fan and macaque friendship moments

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