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dromaeo-sauridae · 1 year
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at least you arent suffering alone. theres ghosts
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harshebmmako · 3 months
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stealing the eyes of God again
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andthebeanstalk · 5 months
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Posting this here for receipts in case someone decides to steal this killer line of poetry I wrote for a spotify playlist description of all things (and which, together with the title, sounds like the heading of an essay that I would immediately want to read very badly):
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#original#will wood#suburbia overture#playlist#I had to get real creative with the word limit because the third line got cut off on mobile every time#if anyone likes this enough to want to write an image description please do#i need to go to bed.#white culture#christianity cw#actively resisting the urge not to add all the catholic tags bc i KNOW that's a self-harming activity for real#if living in America hasn't made white Christians recognize that they have built their churches on the bones of thskr#*on the bones of their own botched divinity then this post sure won't#and then I'd have a bunch of people in the notes who want to argue but the argument always goes#- 'hey bud what about this huge logical fallacy in your own moral code?' - 'God said so.' - 'cool cool good debate everyone.'#anyway jesus is just a cop who puts all the bad people in the bad person hole - just like real cops.#there's a reason white christianity and white supremacy go hand-in-hand.#nobody's got a shorter memory for atrocities than the white catholic.#do you think we learned about residential schools at catholic school in my 99% white suburban township?#of course not! we didn't even learn about the crusades!! i learned about residential schools on tumblr at like age 27!!!!#fucking. chilling. that it took that long for me to find that out#i really really hate the culture i was raised in#our churches were filled with everything except divinity. - and also ANY people of color#in my 18 years of being forced to attend mass i NEVER saw a Black person in ANY of those buildings.#which is Fucking Weird.#I don't think I ever saw any people of color actually. i absolutely never spoke to anyone non-white before i was 11.#and i didn't have a full conversation with a Black person until i was like 16. we weren't okay.#there is a special kind of sickness to white culture that chokes out the soul of our own kindness. it's rank. it's rancid.#fuck your culture. i will exist in radical queer spaces til i die.#my parents are democrats btw. it wasn't a fundamentalist household. it didn't have to be.#we were told racism is bad but taught it was basically over. which is a great way to produce a shitload of racist white kids.
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illithilit · 1 month
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Ori thinks durge is super neat and all, but the second she starts learning about Bhaal, the vibe becomes:
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densitywell · 9 months
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the use of the word genocide by cr fans to describe the theoretical death of the gods is so. hm. like. technically correct, if you go by the most basic definition provided by the dictionary or wikipedia or whatever, but so far removed from the context and power dynamics that define real-life genocide that the comparison feels insulting. especially given that the word is used discursively specifically for emphasis, because of the severity it implies.
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viiridiangreen · 1 year
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Apparitor stared at the figure with hot distaste. “He believes that the isoamorous—people like you and I—must be consumed by incredible passion. Like addicts. Why else would we persist in our obscene fascinations, when the whole world is against us?”
Baru remembered her fathers flirting on the beach, fearless and beautiful. The whole world had not been against them, no matter what the Empire said.
And that was the beginning of hope: if the world had not always been as the Empire demanded, then it might not always be as the Empire demanded.
- The Monster, Baru Cormorant
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freesidexjunkie · 5 months
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the most controversial opinion i seem to have is that i hate the filling in Oreos, i despise it, id have to be forced to eat it but i love the cookies so i just scrape the filling into the trash and enjoy the only good part
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depravednotdeprived · 9 months
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spacerockfloater · 1 month
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Cersei Lannister & Rhaenyra Targaryen:
Are forced to marry someone they don’t love, so they find solace in the arms of a family member and commit incest
Seduce members of the Royal Guard
Have their husbands murdered because they didn’t like them
Have three bastard kids
Commit atrocities to claim the Iron Throne
Betray their allies when they feel threatened
Rule with fire and blood
Live in constant paranoia so they murder innocent servants whom they believe will betray them, even if said betrayal would be a direct consequence of the way they treat their subjects
Are hated by the people
and lets us not forget the -
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But no, please go ahead and tell me all about how Rhaenyra is this feminist icon who has the divine right to rule over hundreds of thousands of people because her daddy said so, therefore if I don’t support her I’m a misogynist.
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gay-jesus-probably · 11 months
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Let me just preface this by saying everyone is allowed to have their own opinions, TOTK is a really fun game, and I'm glad that other people have been able to enjoy the story as well.
...But I'm being dead serious with my complaints about the narrative being 100% imperialist propaganda. And I'm getting really tired of people replying to those posts by saying it can't be imperialist propaganda, because imperialism is bad and the game says that Hyrule is the good guys.
Like, guys. That's not the argument you think it is. Yes, I am aware that the game tells us Ganondorf is a flat, one dimensional character with no ambitions, interests or motivations beyond destroying the entire world for the hell of it, and also it's totally not racist because he's green, not brown like literally every other member of his race. Unfortunately literally all of these things are kind of the entire goddamn problem.
See, the thing is, everyone trying to make these arguments is accepting the game at face value. Hyrule is the perfect and almighty nation chosen by the demigod Zonai, and whose royal family has the right to rule due to their divine heritage. The other races exist to serve the glory of Hyrule, and they're happy to do it. Ganondorf is pure evil and must be stopped at any costs.
But that's not how anything works. The story informing me that Hyrule is the ultimate good that has done nothing wrong is the whole goddamn reason why I don't trust Hyrule at all. There's always more of a reason than that. And the game fucking suggests there was more going on! Ganondorf mentions Rauru has repeatedly 'invited' the Gerudo to become Rauru's subjects, and let's be clear here, it doesn't matter how peaceful those 'invitations' were, when the guy who owns every single magical nuclear missile in the world repeatedly demands you surrender to him, there's always going to be an implied threat of 'do it or get magically nuked'. Just that power difference alone shows us exactly why Ganon would feel threatened enough to invade. It's because Rauru was holding a gun to his head, and Ganon was expected to just trust that he'd never pull the trigger.
And yes, even if it wasn't intentional Hyrule was always threatening to wipe out the other nations, considering the entire royal family walked around openly wearing their magical nukes as cute accessories. If they couldn't be safely hidden away, there wouldn't be four other secret stones sitting untouched in a vault until the last second.
But that's never acknowledged. Of course Hyrule is the only nation with the right to the secret stones; even if other races get to touch them, they can only have them if they swear eternal blind loyalty and servitude to the glory of King Rauru and Princess Zelda. Ganon wanting to have one magical nuclear bomb out of a stockpile of eight of them is proof that he's dangerous and evil. I mean my god, what if he just walked around all day wearing a magical nuke and using its power for his own benefit, that would be terrifying. It's only okay when Hylian royalty does it.
And you can't argue that Ganon betrayed his own people, considering we don't get to know fucking anything about his relationship with his people. He's shows as the leader of the Gerudo, we're told he's a hero to his people, he has soldiers that loyally follow him into battle... and then oh nevermind, they all hate him and will spend eternity trying to atone for sharing a race with him. How did the entire race do a complete 180 in the span of at most a few months? Who cares, what's important is that now they accept they exist to serve Hyrule so they get to be the good guys now and we don't need to know why they were following Ganondorf, or why they stopped following him.
Basically my point is that yeah, I fucking know how the game insists everything went down. That's the entire reason I think it's imperialist propaganda, because the entire story feels like Hylian propaganda to conceal and justify some horrific atrocities that caused all of this. I literally do not believe that I'm getting the story through reliable narrators, especially considering that the only people allowed to actually tell me the story are all the characters that have the most reasons to be heavily biased in favour of Hyrule.
When the game shows me protagonists that have a massive amount of power and control over the entire world, then says the bad guy doesn't like that system just because he's evil, and literally nothing and nobody in the game says anything to oppose that take, I have some questions about what the fuck the story isn't telling me. And I'd really appreciate it if people would stop trying to argue with me just by telling me to stop asking those questions.
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harshebmmako · 5 months
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stimulant ego death is the best kind of ego death
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renmorris · 1 year
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after reading sacred and terrible air…I do think that Harrier is an Innocence, BUT for Revachol only.
like an Innocence he’s the reflection and distillation of an age's ideologies, he’s a manifestation of a collective and that isn’t necessarily a good thing. it’s horrifying. just because the world has a voice doesn’t mean you should listen to it. if the masses are reactionary and they want war and annihilation. that’s bad.
we know from thoughts like REGULAR LAW OFFICIAL and accounts of his behavior pre amnesia that Harry naturally bounces rapidly between ideologies. idiot doom spiral's tequila sunset account is about a fascist apocalypse cop Harry.
regardless of how you’re choosing to play him, this is how Harry is. he’s an extremist. what he attaches his extremism to is what changes.
we see how Revachol feeds into whatever he believes at the moment, how they rile each other up. how she will echo whatever he believes in the moment when he talks to Joyce. I’m not going to copy/paste them all, but this is one of my favorite examples:
HALF LIGHT - Maybe a good bloodletting is just what Martinaise needs?
SHIVERS - Houses drenched in red, blood gushing down Rue Saint-Cispare... the whole place mopped with a giant red rag! Fresh bullet holes for all the old buildings...
most importantly he’s a guy. he’s a very ill guy. he’s very disabled.
so in practical terms, this all means he’s immensely over stimulated and stricken with divine madness but also just normal boring madness. nothing he has will save him from poverty or his disabilities. as Trant says he’s absorbing everything he hears and sees
he talks to the dead. he made the swallow when he raided the church, he tore a hole in time with an atrocity, and accelerated the growth of the Pale. he knows how many days are left until the end of the world. he can look at Korty and see how he may kill him in the future, he’s linked to the city and she speaks to him.
and he still desperately needs access to healthcare he isn’t getting. he’s a saint and is weighed down entirely by mundane horrors and realities
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DP X DC WRITING PROMPT #10
(#) = Notes at end of post
TW: mentions of human experimentation and blood
The Sapphire Stone Sits Highest on the Throne
The GIW have done the unthinkable. They've captured Phantom, King of the Infinite Realms and ruler of all who reside within it. The government organization tortured and experimented on Danny so much and for so long that Danny was forced to recede into his core. While a ghost's core is relatively strong by itself --only another ghost of similar strength could shatter it-- it's also extremely vulnerable to misuse if left in the wrong hands.
The GIW use the King's core to ravage Amity Park --uncaring if human citizens got in their way-- as well as the Ghost Zone itself. The Ancients combine their efforts to search for the lost, little king, desperately trying to find Danny's core and take it back from the blood and ectoplasm stained hands of the agents. As a result of their dogged search, the Ancients bring worldwide destruction down upon the Earth in their hunt for every single white suit agent remaining, scurrying from one hiding place to another like rats in the walls of a dilapidated house.
One by one, almost every agent was hunted down and bound in unbreakable chains of ice, awaiting their trials for the atrocities they committed against the Infinite Realms and its King. The only one left is the leader of the organization itself, the one who holds Danny's core. The leader, however, is extremely slippery and has managed to evade capture for months now, going so far as to throw their own men to the wolves if it meant an easy escape with the jewel-blue heart of a scared, grieving, and injured child.
At this point though, the Ancients have caused so much destruction and natural disasters, that the Justice League has no choice but to step in. At first, the JL actively try to fight the Ancients, not fully understanding the situation but having little luck in actually hitting any of them regardless. It isn't until John Constantine runs onto the battlefield like a bat out of hell and skids to a stop right smack dab in the middle of the fight that things change. He's out of breath, his hair is in disarray, he smells heavily of smoke and alcohol, and that's definitely a still fresh coffee stain on his weather beaten trenchcoat along with red blood painting his knuckles.
Normally, one small human wouldn't be able to stop the wrath of the Ancients when they've set their sights on something. This instance, however, was very different. As Constantine raised his hands up towards the rampaging Ancients about to unleash their fury on the JL, one thing managed to capture every single one of their attention.
That being the weakly glowing, sapphire-like core held in one of Constantine's outstretched hands(1 & 2) and the faint, echoing cries of a child begging the Ancients to put an end to the carnage they've unleashed upon the world.
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(1) Constantine gives little explanation on how he got his hands on Danny's core. Little do the JL know, it was just pure, dumb luck. He ran into the leader of the GIW right as the bastard was leaving a coffee shop. Coffee got spilled all over Constantine and, being slightly drunk off his ass, he decides to deck the person in the pretentious white suit and knocks him out in one shot. Constantine's about to walk away when he hears a child crying. He finds Danny's core in one of the downed guy's pockets and has a panic attack when he immediately realizes what it is. Danny explains what's going on and Constantine books it towards where he can sense a large amount of necrotic energy gathering. The rest is history.
(2) ALSO, sapphire is a pretty significant gem. According to the internet, the sapphire symbolizes wisdom, royalty, prophecy and divine favour. It's a symbol of power and strength, but also of kindness and wise judgement. Which just fits Danny PERFECTLY in this prompt, imo.
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unbidden-yidden · 5 months
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Okay something I haven't really had the words for so far is to describe the surreal weirdness of interacting with Current Events™️ as a ger.
Partially this has been me trying not to make this about my feelings, and partially this is a lack of ability to articulate the feelings anyway. But I'm gonna try because I think others might be in the same boat.
So one of the interesting things about being a Jew by Choice is that a number of us don't have any prior connections to Judaism. We are not culturally Jewish when we start, we do not have Jewish family or ancestry, and we are not joining a Jewish family through marriage. We just.... felt drawn. Called, if you will. A lot of us in that boat are seekers, moved by some moment of truth or divine connection.
At any rate, that leaves us in a weird position when it comes to Jewish cultural trauma, both new and old. We don’t carry the ancestral trauma of knowing we have lost literal family to atrocities, but we accept that may be our future. We don’t have the literal trauma, but the collective grief and community trauma seeps into your bones very quickly, the more you identify with the Jewish people. We don’t have the literal trauma, but we then worry about whether we also lack the resilience that has sustained Jews by birth throughout history.
"We are made of strong stuff! Your ancestors passed on their strength!" An excellent and true statement for many, but what if our specific ancestors did not? Worse: what if they were on the other side of the equation?
We are also confronting, for the first time, the reality of seeing how few people care about Jews outside of other Jews. For many born Jews, that makes this a time to consolidate into family, to hunker down. For gerim, we find strength in community but many of us have family that do not and cannot fully understand (and honestly many of us are praying our families don't understand it for any number of reasons.)
So we are processing this for the first time as adults, outside of a Jewish family. And it's surreal and weird and hard and alienating and you feel both like you are inside and outside of the community. You are profoundly affected, but do you have any right to complain? You chose this. You knew what was coming, probably. This kind of antisemitism? Brutally predictable, if you know Jewish history. You have survivors' guilt and secondhand trauma, but other people have it far worse, far more personal, and so it feels like there's no appropriate space to discuss that. You want to speak up and also, you don't want to draw attention to yourself. You want people to see you. You want to hide. This is the only thing anyone in your community can focus on, and you are struggling the same way. It's been two months and you need to snap out of this. This doesn't hurt you directly. But it does. It does. Because no matter how isolated you feel, you cannot separate yourself from your people.
Idk it's a lot. But I'm fine. I'm fine, of course.
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saetoru · 1 year
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girl same i just wanna sit on nai’s lap and kiss him and squeeze his tiddies is that so much to ask
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✩ ‧₊˚ ✩。HUMAN — MILLION KNIVES (NAI).
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「 SYNOPSIS 」 nai can’t bring himself to hate you—until you almost make him feel human, that is
☽ contents ⋮ gn! reader, slightly suggestive but also not rly, fluff if you squint but also idk if it’s rly fluff, kissing and all that good stuff lolz
☽ notes ⋮ y’all saw his tiddies in todays episode right. we all saw that right. we all lost our minds right. RIGHT.
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“nai,” you whisper, hands traveling along his abs, feeling the ridges of his taught muscles before settling for his chest, squeezing slightly as you pant against his mouth, “nai, i want you.”
he scoffs, and he wants to glare at you, but your lips nip at his jaw, suck sweetly at the skin, make his eyes flutter shut and his breath turn erratic as he holds back a grunt when you find a spot on his neck that makes him particularly hungry for you.
nai doesn’t like you.
which is a step up, you suppose—if you were anyone else, he’d hate you. if you were any other human, he’d despise your existence. but, for some unknown reason to even himself, nai doesn’t hate you.
for some reason, it’s hard to hate you—it’s not like he sees value in you, or that he even finds you all that tolerable. you still feed off plants, off his kind, off his brethren. you’re still every bit as guilty as the rest of the disgusting likes of humans. but somehow, he thinks you’re a bit fascinating, so he settles for disliking you instead of his usual hatred.
and it’s not that he makes an exception for you—or so he tells himself, that is. it’s a complicated situation, really: you seated on his lap, his hands gripping your waist, your mouth molding against his, his chest rising and falling with every slow stroke of your palm over the skin. it’s all a bit too complicated when he knows you’re supposed to eventually be dead like everyone else when the time for a new world comes.
because nai doesn’t like you, and he certainly doesn’t need you around—but he does love the way you make him feel when you kiss him like that.
your hands are cupping his cheeks, thumb stroking over the mole on the right side of his face under his eye—and for a moment, just a moment and nothing more, this rare, foreign gentleness of a human erases the atrocities.
but knives dislikes you, and he’ll never give you the satisfaction of knowing he wants you too.
“pathetic,” he spits, “how pathetic of you to think you’ll have me.”
“ah, but i do have you, don’t i?” you hum cheekily. how bold of you, he thinks, how bold and downright foolish you are to speak to him with such confidence, such little regard for your life.
it’s almost as if…as if you trust him. like you trust him not to kill you, to let your bravery slide and look past it. how utterly naive—and yet, it makes him all the more fascinated by you, makes him want to keep you around so he can observe you some more. perhaps kiss you too, and feel the warmth of your hand against his cool skin.
“you’re certainly confident for—” he’s cut off with a small grunt when your mouth finds his again, and then your hand is trailing to find the back of his neck, and then his hair, and then your fingers thread through the locks slowly, deliberately, gently.
like you’re taking care of him, like you’re not using him or taking from him for your own gain. like you’re here just to give and give even if you can’t take.
and for a moment, nai wonders if you’re really human. you must be greater than that, he decides. you must be something far more divine than a human—and it must be why he’s unable to loathe you like the rest of humanity.
it must be it—it has to be, he almost reasons desperately. why else would he of all people melt under your touch like this?
“you can’t get rid of me,” you murmur, pressing sweet, delicate kisses to the corners of his mouth, scratching at his scalp with tenderness he’s only seen once from a human before. “im staying right here, nai. with you.”
“yes,” he decides, gripping your hips tighter, pulling you a tad bit closer, “yes you’ll stay right here. under my watch.”
and then you kiss him again, sat on his lap as your hands explore his chest and your lips chase his own—and nai decides maybe it’s not so hard to hate you, after all.
he hates the way you make him almost wish he was human for a short moment.
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tnsophiaonly · 9 months
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"I am your Creator, your Grace."
A divine spoke from above, causing everyone to gasp all towards Teyvat.
The prophecy has been fulfilled. The creator is descending to Teyvat, visiting or rather coming.
With the way the creatures are more hostile and the way they increase more is a sign. It means the creator's blood has been shed on the way, who could have done such an atrocity? They must be tortured and
Part 2, Part 3, Part 4
TW: Detailed death and gore. SAGAU. Manipulation. OOC. Yandere. Manipulator Reader.
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You were just an average Genshin player, farming for new characters or unbuilt characters, artifacts, things, bosses, monsters, and primogems.
"Ah; I can't wait for Fontaine... The characters, the new nation! Ah...~!" You spoke excitedly, cannot wait for the 4.0 update.
After the 4.0 live you went back to Genshin to at least try your luck with a last ten pull before sleeping, not really caring which banner, you press the *10x wish* button.
The fate turns gold and you grin in excitement. You got all the five/four stars you didn't have, which is more than a ten pull that's for sure, you blinked your eyes, rubbed it and lastly pinched yourself to see if you were dreaming.
But you weren't. Oh, now what? You just clicked the exit button and looked through your characters, they were all here! You had only a bit of 5 star C6 characters because you were broke.. but you couldn't believe it you got everything! Even the weapons! Whohoo! But wait.. what if you get banned?
Oh no. Oh nonononononononono. You reassure yourself, no one knows so who will ban you? No one! You just closed off Genshin.
Okay you went back to see if it was just a glitch, when you were brought to the entrance screen you pressed enter and it flashes so bright! You didn't remember it being this bright!
Your eyes hurt from the brightness and you close your eyes, you feel yourself shifting realities.. was TikTok really true when it brought up switching realities? You wish you could have checked cause it hurts!
You felt as if you were getting torn into pieces by pieces. You let out a scream of pain as you felt your head getting torn out.
—e—m—o—c—l—e—w—
Waking up with a pained scream and fearful expression. You look around your body to see it still intact.
Sighing in relief from the sudden shift in realities, you came back to reality (get it?) when you heard a rather loud thunder strike.
You look around and see yourself in an unfamiliar surroundings. 'What the hell? Where am I?' Your thoughts were cut off by a thunder strike.
You tumble when standing up, after all you were worried your legs were cut off from the reality shift. Finally finding out it was a hut made with wood with a hay like roof. Surprisingly it was comfy, and it didn't leak!
And you see that it had; a bag —leather back pack—, clothes —japanese like? Wait...—, food —in a plate, and it looked really familiar—, water —in a kettle—, mini med kit —which seemed 19's like—, and..
Is that mora?! As in genshin currency?! Holy moly nutsy cats! You must be in genshin! Woah...
You admire the Teyvat currency. It really was the real deal. You took steal all the things you see in the hut, even the pillow and blanket!! Literally everything you could take!!! And the leather back pack? Fits it all.
It also has a game like screen, like the inventory? Yeah.
You wear Japanese like clothing, you wouldn't want to unfit in Teyvat, would you? Anyways stop calling it Japanese like clothing it's Inazuman now.
I mean Inazuma is inspired by Japan right?
The only thing that bothered you is that, what was the mask for? The mask was split in half So what's it for? Hiding your identity? Pfft-
(pick one)
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You took it just in case.
You walked out of the hut, oof! You almost got hit by lightning! Why are there so many lightning? You looked around and you couldn't really see anyone or anything.
Huh last time you know you already finished the quest in Seirai Island so why are there so many lightning?
You shook your head. Your eyes perk up at a statue. Ah, it's a Statue of Seven. It's a bit broken because you didn't really level up Inazuma statues... Laziness..
You wonder, would you get elemental powers if you touch it? I mean it did say something about people from other worlds getting powers.. but... You shifted realities, does that count?
Oh well, you proceeded to touch the statue either way and it got fixed like if you max level statues, in fact it looks cleaner than before. You even felt as if the statue's element- or electro was happy to see you.
Did you bless the statue? Or did it bless you? You didn't really care.
You checked to see if you had powers or not, you didn't really feel anything. Maybe it didn't work? You sighed in disappointment.
You look around your surroundings. Just as expected, it really is Seirai and you are in Inazuma or Teyvat. You walk around and spot a tree, ooh lavender melons!
You reach up to pick up the first lavender melon and take out the kettle from your backpack or bag and wash the lavender melon, safety first!
And you took a bite, oh it was really ripe and juicy! What a surprise! It tastes just like a watermelon but with a more lavender-ish taste? I don't really know.
You took more of the lavender melons, because in person, one tree has 16 melons. Unfair, cause in the game it only has 3!
You put it in your magic bag, you walk away from your "spawn point". Eager to explore the dangerous island more. You were about to walk straight when you saw Fatui.
Haha, no.
You turn back and take a left (cause no one treated you right), and went right (cause everyone left). You see a teleport waypoint. Oh wow. Omg. It's the same size as you..
Feeling amazed and anxious at the same time, you wonder, are you able to use this? You hesitantly touch it and instead of blue, it turns into color gold. Mesmerized and shocked and also scared.
You look at your magic bag and see a map in it, you take the map and it has the teleport waypoints! It was all locked but you could go and explore more to get more— no what are you thinking it's dangerous! You put the idea of exploring in the back of your mind (you died, and I didn't even cry-).
You see one of the wave rider summoner. (Was it called that?) You touch it and it becomes color gold too. Wow! The boat is amazing!! It's way better than the game! Man you could live here for all you care, but the thunder..
You were still wondering where the thunder came from. You look around first before riding the wave rider. Just to see if you would have a clue where the thunder is coming from.
While in the way you see a sweet flower, you were about to pick it when you remember Whopperflowers. The ones that disguise themselves and can take on the appearance of other plants like Sweet Flower, Small Lamp Grass, and even a Mint. You felt really scared
You were about to walk past it when it came out from the ground. Making you scream and tumble. Almost making you fall.
The whopperflower had a face that presents fear and also admiration. It doesn't attack you.
You stare at it in fear and shock. Confusion looms over you. 'Why isn't it attacking?' you thought.
"Uh- hello.." you spoke awkwardly, hoping that it wouldn't deam you as an enemy, you smile nervously. The whopperflower looks mesmerized now.
Oh? It understands you? You reach out a hand to pet it unconsciously and it leans to your touch. It gifts you a sweet nectar and gives you a sweet flower and goes back to the ground. And just as if it felt like someone was coming, you also felt it, someone came.
It was an adventurer, you recognize that solid green and red uniform anywhere. It seems as if it was running away. And it spots you. The adventurer pushes you out of its way and was getting chased by a hilichurl. Seriously? It was a group of 3.
Wow. When you tumble back from the push the adventure did, causing your ankle straining from the force. The cryo whopperflower jumped out of the ground and started attacking the adventurer and your eyes widened.
It starts sending out cryo spikes which stab the adventurer's legs and knees —earning a scream of pain from them—, then it sends another spikes that's higher which stabs the adventurer's abdomen. Spitting a heavy amount of blood from the spikes. They glance at you with pain, but it soon washes away when they saw your face. Oh it was their holy creator, so you actually exist? It wasn't a lie? "HELP YOUR GRACE! I DIDN'T MEAN TO GRAZE SUCH A DIVINE! FORGIVE ME FROM MY GRAVE SIN!" The adventurer screams out with brimming hope and grimming despair, and takes out a hand at you, but you are frozen in fear; 'Grace? What.. what..?' your thoughts ascending to worry, confusion, guilt, anger, pain... The adventurer... the adventurer was heavily injured which caused the spikes and the ground splattered with red blood. The whopperflower was charging up and the adventurer bleeding on the spikes with life fading slowly. The whopperflower finishes the charge up and starts shooting out deadly cryo balls at the adventurer, beating it up. But that wasn't enough to kill it, as its uniform was blocking the attack from a critical spot and only destroyed the bloody greenish uniform. So the whopperflower sends another cryo spike which ultimately ends its life in a brutal way. Which ends up splattering more red blood than it should.
You could only stare in horror and shock from what happened, your slippers with white socks or rather shoes getting stained with blood.
"Grace..? Wha.. what..?" You whimpered in utter horror, the cry whopperflower then proceeds to take the adventurer's head and heart and present it Infront of you, with an expression of admiration, as if it didn't just kill another being brutally in front of you! In fact they want you to praise them.
You held out your hand to form a stop sign but it took it as a praise and lent to the touch and the whopperflower went back to the ground with you still frozen.
You saw, watched, played a lot of horror like, or something that concerns dead bodies but you never expected seeing them personally, or was it really your first time? Your eyes dilate at the sight of the dead decapitated frozen body and its stabbed heart which beats slowly fading away.
Tears start to build up from your eyes, the emotion you're feeling, empathy was it? Or was it something else?
You just put on a pray-like pose and you walk away with a heavy heart.
—t—a—v—y—e—T— —o—t—
How long has it been ever since you've witnessed a brutal sight? For your sake? Hmm about at least almost an hour, you got lost. You couldn't find the wave rider. I mean you could use the map and teleport but hell, how do you teleport? You were walking around, avoiding any danger as much as possible in Seirai Island.
You finally saw a wave rider, and look there's a waypoint nearby! But then you see a familiar purple head. Shit, it was Ei. You had to cross paths just so you could get to the wave rider! You didn't know what to do and was panicking when you remembered your mask. You took it out from your magical bag and inspected it. It only covers 1/4 of your face, why bother... Eh, a mask is a mask at the end of the day. You wore it.
You were thinking of a plan when, "It feels like the creator is nearby.., who's there?" The Electro Archon said with an unfazed voice but irritated too. You walk out from your hiding place and put your hands up.
"Ah forgive me for hiding, but I assure you I mean no harm." You spoke gently, the shogun tensed up and looked at you directly, she looked so pretty personally...
"Is that.. who are you?" She spoke with a rather forced calm voice. You were skeptical about her behavior, so you plan to use an alias. "My name Akeldama Kagema. I really apologize for the sudden appearance, The Shogun." You keep a facade with a calm, elegant personality.
"Akeldama Kagema.. what is your purpose here? Seirai Island is dangerous for inazuman citizens." Ei spoke with a rather skeptical tone when she pronounced your name.
"Ah, I am an adventurer and I was given a commission on this specific island. I was about to leave with the wave rider there." You lied smoothly, lying has become a part of your nature which you can't live with lying.
"And the commission was?" She was being pushy, she seems really suspicious of you. You kept up your facade despite being irritated, "Taking care of a hilichurl camp." You lied again.
She hums, and let's you be. But before letting you be, she held your hand, her eyes widened but she soon let go. You were about to touch the wave rider when an uneasy feeling looms over you, as if Ei was watching your every move.
When the wave rider turns yellow, you made a mistake. Shit, wonderful, now Ei is really suspicious of you now. How the hell did you make a wave rider gold when you're not the creator?
She runs over you at light speed and refrained you from moving further. "Ah, What is this for.." you spoke with a forced smile, trying to keep up the facade of calm and elegant.
"Tell me your real name." Well fuck. You grumble, "My name is (Y/N).." so much for aliases.
She unrestrains your movement and looked in worry. "Are you alright your grace?!" She asked with a worry laced tone. Your eyes widened with her question and tone, the sudden switch up?
"I'm fine.." you muttered loud enough for her to feel, and you swore you felt her sigh in relief. She held your hands softly.
"So the prophecy was correct..." She spoke gently, then her grip on you became harsh and painful "Except if you're also a fake like (Same Name or S/M) who gets mistaken as the creator for having the same face, body. ." She said harshly, "I will end you." She threatens with a venom laced voice.
You muttered an 'Ow' and hissed from the godlike grip on your hands. "yes yes..." She lets go, of your hands and your hands have a mark on them, one of your fingers bled tho and when it dropped on the floor, you saw flowers growing and the way the grass became cleaner from just a drop of blood. And Ei's eyes widen.
"You really are the creator!" She said with so much happiness, "I apologize deeply for hurting you, I'll treat your wound now please do come with me.." She said.
"Ah.. and how am i- are we supposed to do that?" You asked confusingly. "Ah, staying from another world and descending here must have caused an impact to your memories.. Your grace, you can teleport to places you wish to be at!" The Electro Archon spoke excitedly. Happy that her nation was the first the creator has come.
You're seriously not their creator right? But then it doesn't really explain what's going on unless you're the creator... I mean it was Hoyo who created them! What are they on about?!
You breathe carefully. You put on an apologetic expression. "Ei, as much as I would really wish to be treated by you, I do not like to be a center of attention..." You declined respectfully
"Your grace, you are deemed to be given all the attention and riches as much as you are the only reason we live..!"
"Ei, I am not a fan of attention, not at all. How about this, I want to act like a messenger who gives out the creator or me- messages. Like an oracle? But I'm not really like that, just a messenger. But you can still know who I am, but refrain from letting anyone know." You lied reasoned out
Ei understood, "Your grace.. so humble..." She muttered in a hazy state, you hold her hand gently "I truly wish that, you would try your best to hide my identity... Ei can you do that? Don't tell anyone? Not even Yae?"
She nods, "Prove it." You demanded. The Electro Archon, injures herself as proof, an unnoticed indigo blood dripping but soon turning red. "wonderful. Put your life on the line for me would you, my strongest acolyte? Or do you wish for me to abandon you.." you threatened with a low voice.
Ei shakes her head. You give her a peck on the forehead. And told her of your plan.
You plan to be an oracle like or just a messenger sent by the creator. So you could 'observe' the present Teyvat.
An obvious lie. You have no plan on meeting any characters and pass on your messages to crazed devotees.
Ei only goes with your plan, great now you have a powerful ally. As much as she is very out of character, I mean who wouldn't? After all;
I'm their creator.
Ei left Seirai hesitantly. You could only smirk in victory.
Then you went to the wave rider. You went inside, and put your hand in the modern screen and told it to lead you to Kannazuka.
It did as you told.
—e—c—a—r—G— —r—u—o—y—
But there's something bothering you, how did you communicate with Ei when you were speaking in your world language rather Teyvatian language?
Is it because of a certain connection between Divine beings and The Creator? But the way you communicated with Raiden is rather too out of character. If what you guessed was right that this was some kind of SAGAU cult AU and possibly impostor AU, shouldn't she attack me?
You're rather worried than grateful that Raiden spared you. What lies ahead of this so-called Teyvat? A fantasy open world with open battles using elemental magic turning into a crazed cult who worships their so-called creator who doesn't even own Genshin but just a player, wouldn't the title of creator go with everybody else? As in like other Genshin players or the people who went to your world...? Oh wait.
Would communicating with others be considered hard? Considering the others might not have the same connection as the creator does with the divine beings.
You just shook your head in frustration, your mask jingling at the process.
–s–e–i–r–o–m–e–m– –n–e–d–d–u–S–
You see yourself in Kannazuka.
What was your purpose here? Why did you go here...?
Oh yeah, to get a mask that'll actually cover your face rather than 1/4 of it. You don't want to be seen as the creator, no not at all, you might will get hunted! You might will die painfully.
But is Kannazuka a good place...
Item Naku Weed.png Naku Weed
I don't think so. Narukami might be a better place to fetch mask.
Perhaps you came here to explore?
Maybe.
Okay maybe you did come here for...
Dendrobium
Crystal Marrow
Onikabuto
Sea Ganoderma
Out of curiosity. I promise!!
Oh. Crap.
I keep on forgetting that there are still characters who can get here.
It's Kujou Sara. And who is that? She looks a lot like me.... Is that the (S/M) Ei said of? A fake that gets compared with The Creator?
OMG I'M FINALLY DONE... yes SAGAU cause yes. This monstrous chapter... I need to train myself to write longer chapters.
Anyways have a nice read, it's cringe I know and it sucked but this is my actual first time writing SAGAU. Especially Raiden Ei. I don't know much about her but I js know she has gno-sis. Jk I did study her a bit for this, ending up to be ooc.
When you don't give a shit about the lore but you have to so you don't make mistakes...
heavily inspired by @whispereons (pls support them)
Anyways. VOTING IS CLOSED
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