#i have entered the fourth dimension

[bandedbulbussnarfblat]

omg my pajamas itch the fabric rubbing against me is bad that part of the tee shirt where the sleeves are stitched (is it stitched? or is it sewn? idk. im too fucking high rn) is rubbing my underarms in an icky way and i can't explain it but my hands just feel wrong also i can't stop rocking in place. which is making it real hard to type. shit am i tweaking? can you tweak of fucking delta 8? i took this same exact dosage yesterday and i was high af but it was the good mellow high i take this shit for. and now i am so aware of my body and the space around me. and while my anxiety has relaxed a little, i think i upgraded to super adhd. it's like regular adhd, but on drugs

oh shit i wrote that like 20 minutes ago trying to find the perfect gif to post bc then i get a good grade on...jfc i swear i had something at least mildly funny to say but then this fucking plane flew up and the noise made me jump. and i still haven't posted the goddamn gif. i give up. here's what the internet gives me:

#drug use #high posting #i have entered the fourth dimension #i am so aware of my teeth rn #i think its cause #nvm i lost what i was saying #shit. did i tw for all the things #delta 8

[sainzboxd]

like a cat | miguel o’hara

pairing : miguel o’hara x reader

warnings/tags : implied shower sex, mirror sex, kinda mean dom!miguel o’hara x sub!reader, good ole p in v action, clit stimulation, the use of the word slut once, unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it irl), breeding kink, husband!miguel, wife!reader,

wc: 762

author’s note: wasn’t proofread at all..posting this as i am about to head to bed rah. one of those ‘felt cute might delete later posts’ haven’t actually seen atsv so no spoilers i think, also let’s talk about miguel’s fangs ugggggh.

miguel loved control. you would think that leading a secret society of spider-people would satisfy him but no it’s just too much stress. chasing anomalies after anomalies tired him out and what he needs is a break.

what he needs is you.

he knew that you were waiting for him to come home, heck he knew you were worried sick. he hasn’t been home for a few days, so when they finally finished their mission on another earth, he practically ran home to your dimension.

finally reaching home, he ransacked the place looking for you. you were in the shower hearing your name being called out from outside. you turn the water off, calling for him. miguel couldn’t wait, he enters the bathroom drunk on the thought of you and what he wants to do to you.

“eyes up princesa.” he demands you look at the mirror adjacent his bed. your eyes catching his, it’s been a few days since you last saw him. it was clear that you both missed the feeling of each other. you’re his sweet girl, and

he’s been thinking about having you this way for days.

his hand lands on your ass, as he continues pounding into you, still keeping eye contact with each other despite you having a hard time complying with his command. you mewled as he kept hitting your pleasure point, you forced yourself not to look away from the mirror.

“so beautiful like this.” he says. the view you’re seeing was breathtaking, miguel’s hands gripping your hips, as he pounds into you with ease, his actions shaking the bed, your boobs swaying every time he inserts his length into you.

you hear him groan as you clench your walls around him. your eyes brimming with tears–you were so fucked out, you were reaching your fourth orgasm of the night and miguel was far from finished from toying with you.

“i-i can’t.” you say, looking down. the man behind you halts his actions, slapping your ass before pulling your hair back to look at the mirror in front of you. he leans into your ear, his fangs resting at the side of your neck, he was warning you… “take what i’m giving you, slut.” he says, before going back inside you.

you moan as he pushes deeper, each thrust getting harsher and harsher, you call out his name, gripping the sheets underneath you tighter as you feel your orgasm coming up. “fuck miguel- i’m- i’m gonna cum.” miguel takes his right hand off of your hips, directing it towards your clit, gently rubbing it in circles helping you in reaching your high.

“love seeing you like this honey. what do you say? should i put a baby in you ? hmm?” you get wetter at the thought. you arch your back towards him more, heaving breaths leave you as you get closer.

“you like that huh?” he taunts.

your neighbors probably hate you by now… how long have you two been at it? an hour? maybe two? you weren’t sure, but you were sure as hell this is the loudest you’re being.

miguel was cursing, groaning as he nears his climax, his movements become sharper as he’s focused on getting you both to chase your highs. “ah fuck, im close” he groans as you reach your peak, your walls clenching against him, squeezing his dick in you, your whines being drowned out by his moans, as he fucks you through your orgasm.

he finishes inside of you. you moan at the feeling of emptiness as he removes his dick from your hole. you practically plop on the bed, tired from the night you both just had.

you were about to say goodnight but miguel had other plans. he moves your body to face his. still on top of you, he kisses your neck, you feel his sharp fangs against your skin as his kisses move down. he spreads your legs, kissing your inner thighs before licking a line through your slit. you gasp as he sucks on your clit.. “m-miguel-“ you stuttered.

he chuckles lowly, and smirks. “what ? did you think i was done with you?“

#miguel o'hara #miguel o’hara x reader #miguel o’hara smut #miguel o’hara imagine #spiderman 2099 #spiderman 2099 smut #spiderman smut #spiderman imagine #spiderman oneshot #across the spiderverse #spiderverse smut #spiderverse x reader

[jinna-aka-ninja]

Calling of the Souls ~ Poly!LostBoysXFem!Reader

Word Count: 1,082

Just a little fun writing something on my free day, might make a part 2

Part 2 here! - Part 3 - Part 4 - Part 5  Part 6

It ached. Hand clutched to her own chest, unsure how to stop the pain from rushing through for the fourth time in lord knows how long. Y/N had this pain go through her exactly 3 precious times. She knew what it had meant. Her soulmate died... again. How many times would Y/N have to endure this? The chances of finding your soulmate were next to impossible. One would think with a life of eternal youth it would give one more hope, but Y/N thought it was hopeless. It took no longer than a century for her to feel it 4 times. The pain within her chest crashed like violent waves in a storm. Merciless.

The only soothing sensations she felt was when the familiar  that she had born with would start to mutter spells of his own to help her through it. A demon familiar by the name Tyr. Think of the demon and he shall appear. Tyr strode in seeing Y/N grabbing her duffel bag already he knew that this meant she had no intention to stay in this location any longer. "Where to?" He asked her moving to her side. Tyr had been by her side for so long now. Having watched over her, helped her hide, helped her harness her abilities. "You pick." Y/N said shrugging; there was no point in staying in the town. Having grown bored of it, small towns were always the same like that. "How about somewhere exciting?" He asked, eyes shining scarlet red, muttering an incantation as he opened the door to the room they were in. Looking through the door, she glanced back at him with an eyebrow raised. "A carnival?" "It's a boardwalk! Now go through so I can close the portal." He said to her, Y/N obeyed as she walked through, Tyr following after her. Y/N looked at the place bustling with life. It was summer, of course it was packed. She had to admit, it was a great place to hide. No doubt she could blend in with the crowds. The sun was slowly setting. They had to find a place to temporarily call home. How fun, a part of the beach had been closed. This meant something good for Y/N. Abandoned lifeguard buildings. She did happen upon one. Tyr had to help her in harnessing the power to change the small building into what they required. Bigger on the inside. If someone were to enter they would be in the original, she remained in this pocket dimension Tyr built and transported with her from place to place. Sure saved on rent. After she set her things down Y/N wondered if she should travel to the boardwalk. "I'm going exploring, are you coming?" She asked Tyr who lay on the bed. Hands behind his head as one of his long legs bent. "You're on your own. You know how to call me if you need me." He said closing his eyes. Y/N rolled her eyes as she left. Y/N began walking on the beach until she ended up at the boardwalk. The sun had set already. The lights of the rides of the carnival illuminating it up for all to see, like a bug zapper luring in insects, her included. How could anyone avoid the allure of the boardwalk? Y/N walked with a smile on her lips as she passed by the vendors selling trinkets and other things. Glancing at their wares before stopping to purchase a cup of lemonade. It had Santa Carla printed on the cup. It was huge. She was almost regretting buying the cup; seeing as she needed both hands to hold the souvenir. She almost skipped as she made her way to the carousal. This was her first time in a place like this. Her excitement beamed from her as she looked for somewhere to sit. Spotting a unicorn her eyes lit up. However before she made it to the unicorn someone beat her to it. She didn't want to sit on the carriage. It was meant for 2 and she felt bad taking it from some couple who could use it.

The sound of boots and chains reached her ears. Her heart pounded in her chest as her eyes narrowed. She couldn't explain why, maybe it was because her senses picked this up specifically through the loud boardwalk. Quickly she took a seat, not caring if she did take a potential couples spot. All she could focus on was trying to avoid drawing attention to herself. The feeling of someone's leg brushing against her snapped her attention to the formerly empty seat beside her. Her eyes on the leg before making their gaze drift up to the person's face. Piercing blue eyes bore into her own Y/E/C. Y/N's breath caught in her throat. What was this? The platinum blonde smirked at her as he lifted his hand to hold her chin, fingers against her cheek to keep her gaze on him when she started to look away to the laughter so close to them. "What's your name?" The male with platinum blue eyes asked her.

It almost felt like she would tell him anything he wanted to hear. Her mind in a fog as her lips parted to speak, then almost like a shock to her brain, something cleared that fog away.  She knew that she should not feel that way. "Does it matter?" Y/N responded moving her head back and out of his grasp. This answer seemed to surprise the guy, but he only let it show for a second at most. Then he looked like he was accepting a challenge. His "friends' started to laugh again. Enjoying that he seemed to not have as easy of a time as he had clearly expected. "Of course it matters. How about this, I'm David. That's Dwayne, Paul and Marko." David said pointing at each one respectively. Dwayne had the faintest of smiles on his lips, had it not been for the amused and excited look in his eyes Y/N would have thought he was the most calm of the bunch. Paul didn't hide his excitement in the least bit. His smile and his eyes showed just how much fun he was having with this encounter. Marko, he was something, his gloved hand up, biting his thumb, hiding a grin. His eyes showed what Y/N could only describe as him trying to hold himself back from his giddiness. David spoke again, "So... what's your name?"

#The Lost Boys 1987 #dwayne x reader #david x reader #marko x reader #paul x reader #poly!lost boys x reader #fem!reader #lost boys 1987 #lost boys x reader #dwayne lost boys #marko lost boys #david lost boys #paul lost boys

[boxheadpaint]

man goes insane about pokemon- the post. Following the readmore is copy-pasted notes that are endgame/postgame spoilers regarding some mysterious things that are simply put driving me up tha wall.

if you have any of your own notes to contribute, please for the love of god feel free.

-the case of paradox pokemon is extremely strange, and this is even pointed out in the game itself. if the professor was inspired to bring the pokemon back to their own time by a book… that documented said pokemon before the professor was even born… -pokemon that are even pointed out to have Not Existed In Any Form at the given times, or at least not in the past (slither wing, a lack of volcarona in the fossil timeline) -just where are these paradox pokemon from? are they even really pokemon? is it even from our own world, let alone time? -as a side note, just why are they so aggressive… EXCEPT for the players legendary?

symbols -the plate symbol. a similar symbol appears on the whiteboards in the professors research station, seeming to represent time (hourglass shape, possibly two zeroes on the side representing present time??). -the crop circles. laid over an un-rotated map, the cross over the shrines locations. additionally, they appear almost like arrows pointing in the cardinal directions, again not disimilar to the shrines. in such case however, what is it doing in area zero? -the hexagonal symbol. likely representing terastal phenomenon, it has unreadable notes around its sketch in the book. the terastal phenomenon and this symbol however could relate back to the bizarre 'disk-shaped' entity as well (which on that note, how is the illustration to be interpreted? theres a recognizably beastly creature near the top, but it doesn't quite resemble a disk. at the same time, very little does in the picture, as the depiction seems somewhat Spherical. is it possibly an extra-dimensional pokemon? 4th dimension time as a direction smething something) -fourth symbol. what the fuck no seriously i cant find anything on this. my best guess was oh it represents the curl of the ride pokemons tail and its saddle-esque part, but its hard to say much as i have not found it anywhere ingame aside from the corners of the book wth the other symbols. theres no mention, no acknowledgement, no presence in area zero. What the hell is this?

as a final note of interest, if the 'imaginary' creature depicted in the books comes to manifest in possible dlc, then you will know for sure something is fucking weird. are these things manifested from thought and will, like the ruinous quartet? are they from another world entirely, or even from another dimension?

and in the end, just where did the professor go when they entered the 'time machine'?

#pokemon

[gethoce]

Can you tell us about Valfrey?

Gladly! I used this chance to do a wee reference for her.~

Fourth of the matters most ancient, the sun to the stars, dimensions and nebulas that came before her. Both bringer and taker of lives, She the one who places judgement upon those who pass into her realm known as the Underworld.

Valfrey is a warrior poet with a strong moral code and an unmatched skill in the use of soul magic, a skill so potent she once was worshiped as a god alongside the other three original matterborn.

She may be both elegant and whimsical, compassionate and then suddenly cruel beyond comprehension. Such is the nature of the bringer of life and death. While she is known to speak in prose with a sing-song voice, her pronunciations tend to be... creative.

Wherever she went she was accompanied by her chosen followers, the Shinigami, who would play songs for her in the background for dramatic effect whenever she entered a scene. Occasionally she'll whip out an entire piano herself if it suits the occasion or be accompanied by an entire orchestra.

Valfrey used to have a close relationship with the first Dream Matterborn, Twinkle Popopo, who was infected by Dark Matter at one point and perished. Plagued by grief she was tricked into believing that the first Dark Matterborn, Gatteka and his Demon Tribe were responsible for her death and promptly went to war against all Dark Matter. While she didn't succeed in wiping out all Dark Matter, positively charged Dark Matterborn remain a rare sight to this day due to her actions.

In battle she uses her shapeshifting weapon, the Valkyrie and may summon the souls of powerful warriors she has collected from her wings to fight alongside her. She is also able to shapeshift into the forms of the very same warriors, if required. Valfrey has been known to harass living warriors who suit her liking reminding them that she will claim their souls upon death, with mixed responses.

Her actions eventually lead to a confrontation with a group of Dream Matterborn known as Clan Eon-Eon, who managed to lock her up within her own body by creating a negatively charged hybrid matterborn known as Dark Nebula, using matter from both them, dark matter from an infected clan member and Valfrey's own matter.

Aeons passed until she was freed and after a chaotic turn of events, sealed away again, yet this time trapped within the body of someone else.

Upon being freed once more she began her journey to find a new purpose in life, showing much curiosity towards the little things around her and not a single hint of regret when it comes to her actions of the past.

#Kirby OC #Valfrey #Ultra Knight #Demon King Gatteka #Twinkle Popopo #Gethoce #answered ask #Jup there is a hidden Aurora Knight who belongs to the amazing diroxide ~ #MAN i wanted to put so much into this but I really need to keep it to the most important events only #Thanks so much for asking about my OC so I have an excuse to talk about them!!

[ilovemybooks]

different dimension? Part 1

Ridoc Gamlyn x reader

Warning:⚠️ fourth wing twist. How to train you dragon characters. First ever fanfic, some spelling mistakes

Ridoc's POV

Every dragon finds there mate at one point Wether you want them to or not. In my case Aotrom found his right after threshing, when I asked him about her he said the she was bonded and in another dimension!?! "For someone thats okay with killing and flies thousands of feet above the ground you are this surprised about there being other dimension?" Aotrom asked with a hint of amusement in his voice. "Well not all of us were raised to expect it." I tell him rolling my eyes. How are there dragon in other dimensions, are there people? "Yes ,there are people in other dimensions and she will bond this year and we will be taking a field trip so I can see her and her new rider and same gose for her". He says and then puts his shields up effectively dismissing me and leaving me to my thoughts, how do you get to another dimension that's doesn't seem like in easy task.

...

Hether's POV

Todays the day threshing all of the dimensions use the same word for it but the choosing ceremony is what we call our conscription day after completing the trail of the riders or as the other destinations call it gauntlet we were to be seen by the willing dragons and man are they the most beautiful things but they are just as lethal. As thoughts continue to grow in my head a knock on my door sounds "yo H you ready to find ourselves a dragon" my brother dillen says he is the same year as me only being a year younger than me but two years older than our sister astride and four years older than our brother Scott. "Yup let's get going befor anyone else trys to pull a stunt like Basgiath's rider cadets." This year at Basgiath there was a fucking feather tail dragon that bonded a sorrengail, and the war dragon Tairneanach who might I add has not been seen sens his last rider died, he showed up right before violet was about to be run through with a sword of one of the dragon hunters. "Hether you okay you are really quite today?" Dillen says worry in every line of his face. "Ya I'm okay just a little nervous that's all." It's not a lie but not the truth either I have had this weird pull in my stomach all day and it just feels like I have a rope attached to my waste. "There's no need to be nervous you will be fine you are the strongest out of all of us you will get a good dragon. ". He says it with such confidence that I can't help but think that he's right.

"Alright Alright quiet today is one of the most important days of your life threshing if you bond with a dragon then you must instantly take to the sky's to seal the bond if you fall then we cumand you soul to the Almighty God above ." The general says with a face of stone, that I know all to well. My mother is not one for emotions in the slightst if you wanted emotional support you would go to my dad but sadly he is not here at the moment and won't be for another day or so 'dame wars' I think to myself . "You may now enter the valley find you dragon and fly for this exact field after you and your dragon have made you bond. " she gives the instructions with a is that an approving look at me and my brother? Strang but before I can look again we are all moving for the gate to the valley ' no going back now ' .

Ridoc's POV

I arrived at the flight field around 6 am this morning and to my surprise my squad was there and there dragons. What are the doing here did they all got leave for today somehow? "Tairn, Sgaeyl, Feirge, Deigh, Chradh, and Andarna all requested to go they granted it but did not like it we will be fine." Aotrom voice is happy and strong in my head this morning. "Someone's happy today." I say and he cuffes but it sounds like a laugh somehow. "So yall are coming with us?" I ask the others and Violet Rhiannon and Liam all shout in unison " Of course we are!" I shake my head laughing Garrick and Xaden doing the same. "Well let's get going Aotrom says it's a pretty long flight." With that we all mount and start going straight up?

#fourth wing fanfic #ridoc gamlyn x reader #garrick tavis x reader #liam mairi x reader

[laxmiree]

[CN] MLQC Season 2 Chapter 54 Translation (Lucien's Route - Part 1)

⚠️  SPOILER ALERT  ⚠️

This post contains a VERY HEAVY SPOILER for the chapter that has not been released in EN yet! Feel free to notify me if there are any mistakes in the translation~

"Speaking of which, if there's a beautiful dream, would you like to stay in it with me?"

"A beautiful dream? Is it the kind where I don't have to go to work every day?"

"More beautiful than that—it's a dream where we can always be by each other's side."

Translation under the cut!

Previous Lucien’s chapter -> [Here]

[Background Info]

Please read Lucien's previous chapter first before this chapter jnsnjsdjd. Lucien might feel OOC if you don't.

Long story short, although the world already diverted from its original path of heading toward destruction caused by a comet, now the world is ascending to the fourth dimension and the rifts are the manifestation of it. The boys' each route is basically how they deal with it.

About me dividing it into parts- the S2 Chapter 54 is FULLY translated and released at once. Just for fun, I divided it like this so you can also choose and get bad endings just like in-game~

[Chapter 54-1]

In the office, I occasionally hear birds chirping outside as if they are singing in celebration of the arrival of a new day.

I type the last Enter key in the document, click the save button in the top left corner, and take a deep breath.

A client I've been pursuing for a long time finally showed interest in collaboration yesterday. However, they also presented additional requirements, requesting a draft proposal by noon today.

I'm working overtime with my colleagues, and we've finally put together a decent draft.

I asked Anna to send the document to the client's contact person and I massaged my sore shoulder.

Beside me, Kiki suddenly leans over and shakes her phone.

Kiki: Boss, I just discovered a hidden gem of a beverage shop! I heard their best-selling hot chocolate is especially delicious. Do you want to order takeout together?

MC: Sure, send me the link to check it out~

I open the store page, and the cover features promotional image of their best-selling drink. However, the packaging looks a bit familiar.

=Flashback Start=

Lucien: On the way to your company just now, I happened to come across a newly opened beverage shop.

Lucien: The staff recommended this "Orange Hot Chocolate", and I thought it might be to your liking. Do you want to give it a try?

He hands a steaming paper cup into my hand and passes on his warm scent with it.

MC: Wow- it's delicious! It has the refreshing fragrance of oranges and is quite sweet. But I can't keep something this good all to myself~

I raise the paper cup and bring it to him, Lucien bends his eyes to a smile and lowers his head. His hair gently falls amidst the dense steam and----

=Flashback Ends=

The sweet warmth from the memory gradually surfaces at the corner of my lips, and I shake my phone at Kiki.

MC: I'll pass for now; I suddenly remembered I have something to do and need to step out for a bit. Go ahead and order; it's on me!

As I speak, I walk towards the exit and pick up my phone to send a message to that person in my heart.

MC: "Professor Lucien, are you still in? I'll come over now to see you~"

Lucien quickly replied with two voice messages, accompanied by a sticker of a little fox looking dizzy while doing experiments.

Lucien: I just finished a task, now I'm pondering on how to capture a photo of the scenery outside the window that hints I miss you a bit.

Lucien: But I'm happy because you'll get to see it in person soon.

I reply to him with a smile while briskly walking in the direction of the beverage shop. I can't help but feel that this year's winter isn't as cold as it seems.

MC: Hello, give me two cups of "Orange Hot Chocolate," please.

Clerk: I'm sorry, but we just ran out of the ingredients for that beverage this morning. Can I offer you a different flavor instead?

MC: ...Oh, okay.

Feeling a bit disappointed, I point to the "Rich Winter Hot Chocolate" on the side of the menu.

MC: I'll go with this one.

The clerk starts preparing the drinks and hands me the two cups after a moment.

Clerk: Please be mindful of the cup's rim, it's hot.

MC: Okay, thank you.

I instinctively reach out, my gaze still fixed on the phone screen. With a muffled sound and liquid splashing in my peripheral vision, I abruptly snap back to reality.

MC: ...Oops!

I frantically try to catch the fallen cups, but it's too late.

The newly changed shirt takes the brunt of it, and the little mochi* beside me isn't spared either, now adorned with unsightly brown stains.

[T/N: The little mochi is a keychain that Lucien gave to MC in the last chapter]

MC: …..

Frustration and speechlessness well up within me. I impatiently grab tissues to wipe it, but the effect is minimal.

So, I quickly ran to the restroom, wetting the stained areas with water. Despite my persistent efforts, hot water successfully turned a few drops of chocolate stains into a large light brown patch.

Looking at my disheveled reflection in the mirror, I take a deep breath.

Forget it, who cares! Lucien won't mind anyway. Thinking so, I hastily walk out, only to be tripped suddenly—

I manage to grab onto the wall, preventing the third mishap of the day.

MC: ….

Why does it feel like I've been a bit unlucky since leaving the office...

Suppressing my dismay, I push open the shop door, and the cold wind hits me as the wet clothes turn stiff.

Without thinking, I quicken my pace. Let's just walk faster, get there a bit sooner, and see the person who can soothe all my irritations.

Fortunately, the way to the Bioscience Research Institute is smooth.

The elevator carries me up, and when the door opens, a somewhat familiar voice reaches my ears.

??: ...So, you want to activate it again.

It's Cyril's voice... How could he be here? I freeze when I see Lucien standing in the corridor not far away from Cyril.

Lucien: This is a necessary step to obtain the results.

Cyril: May we both achieve the worlds we each desire.

Cyril says this as he walks past Lucien towards the direction of the elevator. When our eyes meet, his cold gaze blinks, seemingly surprised.

Cyril: Didn't expect to see you here.

MC: ...Shouldn't I be saying that?

I can't help but make a sarcastic remark, but Cyril doesn't answer my question. Instead, he takes another step in my direction and speaks calmly.

Cyril: Have you made a decision about the matter I asked you last time?

Our conversation in the jewelry store flashes through my mind. I look into his clear eyes and shake my head.

MC: I still need time to consider.

MC: After all, the world in the dream is false. If there's another solution, I don't want to choose this method.

Cyril nods, his expression as calm as ever.

Cyril: I understand.

Cyril: But if you delay further, you might fall behind.

Fall behind... what does he mean?

I'm slightly taken aback. Before I can ask, Cyril has naturally walked past me.

His slender figure, accompanied by unhurried footsteps, quickly disappears into the elevator.

MC: Why does he never make things clear...

I glance back from Cyril's departing figure, and when I look up, I see Lucien walking towards me.

His gaze inevitably falls on the large stain on my clothes, then slowly moves to my face.

I thought he might ask what happened or say something comforting, but he just smiles lightly and speaks.

Lucien: I smell the scent of hot chocolate, but it's different from the previous one.

I blink in surprise. It’s as if the earlier worries have suddenly dissipated and I take a step closer to him.

MC: It's the Rich Winter Hot Chocolate~ from the same shop as the "Orange Hot Chocolate" you brought last time.

I open the bag, watching as Lucien takes out one cup and uses his other hand to push open the office door.

Meanwhile, a researcher comes out from behind the door. As they pass each other, Lucien's hand holding the cup inadvertently shakes a little.

The cup tilts ever so slightly, and a few drops of hot chocolate splash onto his cuff.

Lucien: Hmm... This is troublesome.

He walks into the office and fixes the glasses on the bridge of his nose in a slightly distressed manner.

Lucien: I'm not very good at dealing with these stains. Can you help me think of a solution?

He says it quite seriously as if facing a challenging problem. I can't help but laugh, feeling a softness in my heart.

The little thoughts I keep to myself never need to be explicitly stated; this person always understands them.

MC: Of course. But I just learned from personal experience that you shouldn't use hot water.

MC: Unexpectedly, both Professor Lucien and I are getting a bit of chocolate "favor" today.

Lucien: Hearing MC say that makes this small trouble seem kind of cute.

We exchange smiles, and he raises the cup, gently tapping it against the one in my hand.

Lucien: So, before dealing with it, let's toast to these cute little troubles today.

-

[Chapter 54-3]

Following Lucien's footsteps, we enter the laboratory deep in the corridor. Unlike the usual laboratories filled with the smell of disinfectant, the air here is surprisingly fresh.

Lucien skillfully takes several bottles of reagents from the shelf and places them on the table.

Lucien: If you want to deal with stubborn hot chocolate stains, there are actually many methods.

Lucien: The reagents in front of us can all address our current predicament at a molecular level.

MC: But using them to clean up little chocolate spills, wouldn't that be a bit wasteful?

Lucien: How about considering it as conducting a fun little chemistry experiment?

His words create a cascade of ripples in my heart, and I can't help but laugh, pretending to roll up my sleeves and stand up straight.

MC: Well then, Professor, please give me instructions~

The transparent bottles and jars in the laboratory reflect the cold light from the overhead lamp.

Under Lucien's guidance, I pour the reagents into the beaker, submerging the little mochi treated as the "experimental subject".

Its originally dull fluff becomes damp, and soon, a faint color begins to emerge.

MC: It works quickly!

Lucien: After all, it hasn't been stained for a long time. As long as we target the lipid-soluble pigments appropriately, solving it is not difficult.

After confirming the results, we also took care of the clothes stained with the hot chocolate spills.

I inadvertently turn my head and see a few scattered experiment documents on the nearby table.

MC: "The possibility of transferring perception through neural links"... Is this your recent research direction?

Lucien's gaze sweeps over the proposal, placing the stirring rod on the dark rubber tabletop.

Lucien: It's... a kind of unexpected gain.

Lucien: In a recent neuroscience experiment, we discovered a similar phenomenon, but it has been temporarily set aside for now.

My gaze lingers on the obscure experiment documents for a moment, then turns to Lucien's composed face.

Thinking about my recent overwhelming matters, I can't help but let out a "sob".

MC: Darn it, how come I don't have a brain that can multitask problems like yours...

I mutter wearily, and Lucien immediately strokes my head.

Lucien: (chuckle) It seems there is indeed a challenging problem troubling our Great Producer.

MC: Absolutely, a super-sized problem!

MC: I need to absorb some of Professor Lucien's intelligence energy to make my thoughts clearer too.

I rest my head on his shoulder, rubbing against it, and hear a soft laugh by my ear.

Lucien turns towards me, pulling me into his embrace.

Lucien: If that's the case, then you can absorb a bit more.

I "hmm" in agreement, and after a moment, I lift my head, looking at Lucien with a feigned look of grievance.

MC: Professor Lucien is so cooperative; he doesn't think I'm silly, does he?

Lucien is slightly surprised. He places a hand on his lips, his voice carrying a clear sense of amusement.

Lucien: Miss Producer, if you think like that, you're unfairly judging me.

Lucien: What I meant is, there's still a troublesome future waiting for us.

I lock eyes with Lucien for a moment, only then realizing he's referring to the troubles we faced in the rift before.

Being captured in the glass chamber in NW, the chaotic escape during the pursuit... scenes after scenes flash before my eyes.

After a moment of silence, I let out a deep sigh.

MC: Oh no, let's just not talk about this for now. Let me be an ostrich a little longer...

MC: Dealing with the troubles at hand is already more than enough for me to handle.

I suddenly pause in my words, realizing something.

MC: Lucien, what if there are other troubles in the world at that time point? Would NW not have the time to deal with me?

Lucien: For example?

MC: For example... I recently saw a terrifying vision.

MC: Our world will face countless disasters in the future, and everyone's lives will be in ruins.

Thinking about those devastating scenes, my voice unintentionally carries a hint of gravity.

Lucien: Is this what has been troubling you these days?

I nod with a hint of distress.

MC: I really want to find a solution, but I have no clue where to start.

MC: How could these disasters suddenly happen out of nowhere? I always feel like there's a missing key link in the middle.

The steady breath falls by my ears, Lucien seems to be thinking seriously, and after a moment, he speaks.

Lucien: Perhaps I can help you find that link.

I instinctively look up, inquiring with a hint of surprise.

MC: Do you already have an idea so quickly?

Lucien: Because the question you mentioned aligns perfectly with my previous hypothesis.

Lucien: Let's go, I'll take you to the laboratory.

The quiet corridor echoes with our footsteps. After turning several corners, we arrive at the entrance of a hidden laboratory.

Lucien raises his hand and enters something on the keyboard on the wall. Accompanied by a series of beeps, the massive door slowly opens before us.

After passing through several rows of intricate instruments, a wall of glass comes into view, enclosing a white, sealed space.

A rift silently stretches across a corner, its edges faintly shimmering. I observe for a moment, then hesitantly speak.

MC: Why do I feel like the shape of this rift is somewhat familiar?

Lucien: Because a few months ago*, we used it to enter NW.

[T/N: refer to what happened in the previous chapter]

MC: It's been so long, and it hasn't closed yet?

I murmur in surprise, but thinking about the recent influx of submissions regarding the prolonged duration of the rift, I decide not to inquire further.

Just out of curiosity, I turn my head and look at Lucien beside me.

MC: Is there a specific reason it was deliberately moved here?

Lucien: No, it just has an unusually long duration, no different from other regular rifts.

MC: So, do I need to do anything? Should I use CORE to close it like before?

With my previous experience, this doesn't seem like a challenging issue for me. However, Lucien shakes his head.

He then picks up a small glass orb-shaped device from the lab bench.

Lucien: This time, our goal is not elimination but addition.

MC: Addition? It can't be as simple as figuring out 1 + 1 equals 2 to find the crucial link, can it?

I blink with a bit of confusion, but Lucien doesn't seem inclined to provide further explanation, a mysterious smile playing on his lips.

Seeing him deliberately keeping me in suspense, I clear my throat and pout, then take the device from his palm.

MC: Alright, I'll listen to your explanation later~

I exhale deeply, invoking that familiar power within me once again.

The device in my hand trembles slightly. I lift my head seemingly in response. I look expectantly at the rift behind the glass.

The next moment, it suddenly enlarges before my eyes.

-

[Chapter 54-5]

The rift expands without any warning, like a wound suddenly torn open, stretching out before me and Lucien.

I pause for a moment, unable to help but softly exclaim, "Wow," swiftly turning my head to look at Lucien.

MC: Lucien, its area expanded so much in just an instant!

Lucien: Well, it seems our "addition" has worked.

Lucien: With this, perhaps the link you're looking for will soon appear.

As Lucien speaks, his inky eyes slightly narrow, there's a hint of cunning in his voice.

I lock eyes with him for a moment, unrelentingly leaning closer to him.

MC: No more teasing! What's the connection between this experiment and the "critical link"?

Lucien takes the instrument from my hand and places it back on the lab table, looking at me with an unhurried look.

Lucien: This experiment shows that the impact of CORE on the rift is actually bidirectional.

Lucien: Apart from closing, it can also trigger the expansion of the rift.

I contemplate his words for a moment, then ask with a hint of confusion.

MC: But what happens after the rift expands?

Lucien: The change in area is just the most apparent manifestation. In reality, the energy within the rift is also expanding.

Lucien: Once it surpasses a certain critical point, it spontaneously seeks a more suitable "outlet", no longer manifesting catastrophically.

Lucien: This way, the situation you're concerned about won't occur.

[T/N: Not gonna lie, I'm not sure how to explain this one except that it's similar to how the stars turn into a supergiant and then white dwarf once it runs out of fuel lol. Or once the rift is big enough it'll let go of the energy less chaotically. Anyway, it's just sci-fi don't think about it too deeply]

The question that had troubled me for a long time was resolved so casually. I blink my eyes, feeling a bit surreal.

MC: ...Is it really that simple?

Lucien: The essence of this issue is not as complicated as it may seem.

Lucien: But if the lady wishes for a more convoluted approach, I can certainly give it a try.

MC: No need! I trust Professor Lucien's discovery, of course~

The heavy gloom that shrouded my heart finally reveals a glimmer of hope. My tone lightens involuntarily, and with a touch of anticipation, I speak.

MC: What do we need to do next? I'll do everything I can to help~

Lucien's gaze shifts to the window, seemingly lost in thought for a moment. He changes out of his research attire and opens his mouth with a light smile.

Lucien: I do have an invitation.

Lucien: Next, let's go and see the snow.

After a simple drying process, I hold the small mochi keychain that has regained its fluffiness and whiteness. I follow Lucien down the stairs with light steps. As we step out of the Bioscience Research Institute, I blink in surprise.

Countless delicate snowflakes silently dance in the air—this year's first snow has arrived so quietly.

The snowflakes gently blanket everything around in pristine white.

I can't help but raise my hand, catching a few falling snowflakes. Lucien looks at me, and his eyes seem to soften a bit.

Lucien: You look particularly happy.

MC: Of course~ I've been looking forward to a scene like this for a very long time.

MC: This time last year, I was running around in a time loop, searching for dark matter...

MC: There was never enough time, and I never had the mood to stop and appreciate this scenery.

MC: Until spring arrived, we never had the chance to quietly watch the snow together.

He tightens his grip on my hand. Lucien seems to follow my lead, tilting his head upward, quietly gazing in the direction of the falling snow.

A few delicate snowflakes land on his eyelashes, softly melting away without a sound.

Through the warm night, I hear his gentle voice.

Lucien: (softly) Perhaps… this belated snowfall is a gift for us now.

The fine snowflakes soften the features of the person before my eyes.

As the snow gradually intensifies, pure white flakes float down from the distant sky, quietly tinting the boundless night in serenity.

Reluctant to part with such fervent snowfall, we return to the car.

Lucien casually turns on the radio, and light music immediately fills the car. Accompanied by the swirling snow outside, it feels like a scene from a crystal ball.

I rest my head on Lucien's shoulder, gently rubbing against it, unable to help but murmur with emotion.

MC: So beautiful... it's like a dream.

The sounds of the evening breeze wafting in through the window crack resembled a delicate and subtle white noise. The fatigue from staying up all night last night gradually surfaces.

The phone screen lights up for a moment, and the digital clock shows eight in the evening. I let out a gentle yawn.

MC: I can't believe I'm tired at this hour... blame it on the recent excessive overtime.

Lucien shifted, allowing me to lean more securely on him, and he spoke in a gentle tone.

Lucien: (in a very, very gentle tone) Have you been tired lately?

I nod and lazily begin counting with the fingers resting on my knee.

MC: I'm exhausted... there's a ton of tasks at work to push through, and I also need to figure out how to save the world.

MC: It either keeps me tossing and turning in insomnia or gives me a night full of nightmares.

Lucien: (gently) What kind of nightmares are you having?

I vaguely recall for a moment and make an exaggerated gesture.

MC: I've been snatched away by a dinosaur this big—

MC: And I've been flattened by this many project proposals—

MC: But you know~ After waking up, as long as I see the messages you send me, all those dinosaurs, all those project proposals, seems like nothing!

Lucien: (chuckle) Mm... I've had that kind of dream too. I wonder if the dinosaur that snatched us is the same one.

Lucien gently squeezes my hand, a hint of uncontrollable laughter in his voice.

I imagine the scene and can't help but burst into laughter as well.

Lucien: (laughs softly) Silly, next time, come knock on my door before you get snatched away by a dinosaur.

The snow outside falls gently, and Lucien speaks amidst the delicate melody.

Lucien: (murmur softly) Speaking of which, if there's a beautiful dream, would you like to stay in it with me?

MC: A beautiful dream? Is it the kind where I don't have to go to work every day?

Lucien: More beautiful than that—it's a dream where we can always be by each other's side.

MC: If there's such a thing I'm willing to dream it for eight lifetimes!

A low chuckle comes from above my head. His voice quietly melts into the night breeze, sounding like a casual sigh.

Lucien: What if I say, I hope never to wake up from this dream with you?

MC: That sounds good too. As long as I'm with you, anywhere is fine…

I blink my heavy eyelids and hear a soft laugh beside my ear. A warmth covers my eyes that I find a bit hard to open.

Lucien: (whispers gently) Get some sleep.

Lucien: I'll make sure to wake you up.

—--------------------------------------------------------

Winter seems to have truly arrived after that night's first snowfall.

With the dropping temperatures, a layer of frost forms on the branches along the river and roadsides. The news on the streets gradually shifts to reports about snow and cold prevention.

I pull my gaze away from the lengthy red light outside the car window and engage the handbrake.

The rift continues to quietly spread, casting shadows of various sizes throughout the city.

However, for some reason, the popularity of news related to the rift is steadily decreasing, and the submissions on this topic are dwindling.

Perhaps people have become completely accustomed to these rifts. Despite some lingering confusion, I do feel a sense of relief.

The green light in the middle of the road lights up, and I put away my phone. After turning a few corners, a spacious bridge suddenly appears before me.

...Strange, there were so many cars just a moment ago. How did it suddenly become so empty?

A hint of confusion creeps in as I carefully survey the surroundings, finding nothing unusual.

As I drive onto the bridge, I suddenly feel the wheels slipping. I instinctively hit the brakes, but the road in the rearview mirror shows no signs of anomalies.

Just as I fall into bewilderment, the throttle gauge on the dashboard spins violently.

The tires emit a harsh, squeaking sound as they uncontrollably move forward.

MC: What's happening...?

Before I can grasp the situation, there's a distinctly audible sound of shattering beneath the car. The next second, the car suddenly plummets.

MC: ....!

I struggle to push open the car door, but the resistance of the water turns my efforts into futility.

No matter how hard I pound and shove, the door remains steadfast. Only the icy water keeps pouring in through the window crack.

The air inside the car diminishes, and I strain to tilt my head upward, closing my eyes in a somewhat desperate attempt.

The world before me gradually fades into darkness.

Next Part-> [Here]

#mlqc lucien #mr love queen's choice #mlqc cn #mlqc spoiler #mlqc translation #mlqc #mr. love queen's choice #mr love lucien #mlqc xu mo #mlqc spoilers

[noise-vs-signal]

Eternal Recurrence

“Ask yourself the question, with the thought of recurrence in your mind: ‘Is what I am doing now what I am prepared to do an incalculable number of times?’

If the actuality of the fourth dimension is grasped, all history becomes alive. All is, in this dimension, not was and will be. Every moment is. Every moment is living. The world extended in Time is. The creation of the world is in Time. It is all present.

Once we have passed to another moment, the previous moment seems to be gone for ever. But if we could re-enter the moment again we would live in it, be conscious of it. Our experience of it would be ‘again’. But the moment itself would not be ‘again’, it would be the same time. It would be recurrence in always-ness.

Repetition of the same moment is called by Ouspensky repetition in eternity. The moment is indestructible, ever existing, and so in this sense, ever eternal.

The number of existences in the same moment is the repetition of the life in that moment of time. The moment itself is always in existence, and all that belongs to it – all the thoughts, emotions, spoken words, actions, sensations – are re-experienced, re-lived, i.e. the moment is re-entered.

In a description of the creation of mankind given by Plato in the Timaeus, each soul is connected with eternity, but is sown in time. Plato uses the following allegory. When the Creator had mixed the substance out of which souls were to be made – ‘when he had wrought the whole mass, he divided it into souls of equal number with the stars, assigning each separate soul its separate star. Mounting them on these, as it were in chariots, he displayed the universe before them.... They were to be sown each in the instrument of time assigned it.’

They had been made on the model of the soul of the universe itself, but on being sown into bodies and appearing in time, the impressions coming through the senses produced disorder in them. ‘When sensations from without break in upon them, and draw the whole volume of the soul after them’, the inner structure of man is disturbed, and the ratios and proportions existing between body, soul and mind are interfered with.

Now, if man could readjust these, he became balanced, that is, having right proportions, or righteousness. ‘If they should master these, their life would be righteous ... he that should live his appointed time well, should return to the abode of the star belonging to him, and live in felicity in harmony with it.’

Otherwise, each succeeding life in time tended towards a degradation of the individual. The knowledge that the soul gained before it was inserted into the ‘instrument of time’, when it was in contact with its ‘star’, was forgotten in the body. But it was possible to reach it again.

‘The soul of man is immortal and at one time has an end which is termed dying and at another time is born again, but is never destroyed ... the soul, being immortal, and having been born again many times, and having seen all things that exist, has knowledge of them all.... If a man is strenuous and does not faint,’ he can reach all knowledge (through mastering his soul).

This he must be taught how to do; but from another aspect ‘there is no teaching but only recollection’, i.e. the soul, freed from the excessive impact of the senses, can recall knowledge that is already in her.”

From “Living Time and the Integration of the Life” by Maurice Nicoll (1952).

#time #maurice nicoll

[14muffinz]

when worlds collide

inspired by @blackfire-fanfiction 's soul switching au

words: 1819

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The day starts slow.

Maybe it’s just Leon’s imagination, but it’s probably not. Being in this body is just not his thing. Their knee is hurting like crazy, as always, and every time he shows up he swears that everyone around here gets angstier.

He loves these guys, don’t get him wrong here. But he’s always more at home in the other body, with his overly energetic and constantly loud brothers, where he’s almost expected to wind down.

The other guy likes it around here, though, and Leon can still see why. After all, these are the guys he grew up with, before the swaps started. And Leon’s are the others. Plain and simple.

Anyways, back to the point – things start slow. He and Mikey gather together on the couch to watch a few episodes of a cartoon that Leon’s blanking on the name of. Leon’s itching to do something more active, but their knee is protesting and they’re not far from training time anyways, he might as well save the energy.

Right when he’s preparing to follow the usual schedule, the peaceful morning is interrupted by a sight that instantly has Leon on edge. A bright blue portal, a very familiar bright blue portal, lights up the room, and Leon’s already rushing before he processes anything else about it, like the purple sparks flying out of it for one.

Mikey’s not far behind, and because it’s still an unprompted portal in the middle of their home, both turtles draw their weapons.

The sinking feeling doesn’t come until figures start flying out of the portal, all screaming at varying volumes. Donnie – as in, yes, the softshell Donnie – lands first, scrambling back to his feet and hand quickly reaching for his bō. He’s quickly followed by Mikey, who’s pulled completely into his shell and only leaves once he starts sliding against the floor. Finally comes Raph, who’s curled around a light-green turtle that Leon’s used to seeing in the mirror.

His first thought? Holy shit. His second thought? Ah, shit.

The local Raph enters because of the noise, eyes blowing wide as he registers the scene around him. Donnie’s not far behind, not even shutting the lab door as he rushes into the main room.

Raph – oh, great, this isn’t confusing at all – releases the fourth turtle from his hold, and within a few minutes both sets of turtles are staring down one another, all hostile except for…

It’s him.

Leon needs to keep up the leader thing, as does Leo, but it’s clear they all have forgotten that in favour of just staring at one another like they’ve never seen themselves before. Because in a way, they haven’t. He’s known that the other guy is real, of course, but knowing that and seeing one of his bodies moving on its own is a whole different experience.

“I think that we’re doing the alternate universe thing again,” the local Mikey notes, still holding his nunchaku but his stance quickly beginning to slip.

Yep… seems so…

Okay, so there’s probably a great story for how his other set of brothers managed to land themselves in this dimension, but Leon really really really needs to pull the other guy aside for a chat. Or conversation, definitely not a short chat. There is a lot to be said here.

“Again?” Other Donnie – okay no that is not better what the heck should he be calling everyone – blurts, taking on a familiar kid in a candy store expression. “Ohmigosh, have you breached the barrier before?”

More than you know, bro.

“I am not about to blindly trust you,” the local Donnie states, staring down the alternate set of turtles. That seems to snap the other guy back into his performance, and he adjusts his stance to something a bit tenser, and Leon has to suppress a snort as he watches the guy pretend to scan the room. “How did you get here?”

Oh, if only he were in the other body. As the three more colourful turtles all slowly turn to glare at their Donnie, Leon nearly joins in. This is prime bullying time! It’s a betrayal to twin code to not be at one another’s necks! The other guy does it for him, though, so he supposes that’s good enough (for now).

Donnie’s not the type to hesitate under a glare, in Leon’s experience, and it certainly showed. “Awkward cough– technically the blame cannot be 100% assigned on me, because Leo—”

“You are not pinning this on me,” the other guy (Leon hesitates around calling him by his own name) argues.

“Well it was your interference that caused—”

The other guy crosses his arms and scoffs. “You asked for my help, Donnie.”

“And you provided i—”

Bigger Raph, already bored of the twin fight (wow it’s weird to be on the other end of that. Is that really how they act? Weird), grabs Donnie by the battle shell and yanks him away from the other guy. Donnie keeps up his glare, but the other guy doesn’t give one in return. Leon wishes that he could.

Leon realises that he’s already sheathed his swords, he didn’t even notice. The other brothers from this dimension are hesitating, but they haven’t warmed up to the concept quite as much as Leon.

Rude. They’re the ones who have already done this song and dance. Someone needs to pass around some chill pills.

Younger Mikey clears his throat, bouncing slightly on his feet. “Anyways!” He says actually. The bouncing picks up energy as he scans the room more thoroughly. “Donnie, your thingy worked! You did it!”

Smaller Raph steps forward to say something, and while that distraction is going on, the two blue-clad turtles meet eyes yet again. Leon tilts his head a little, the other guy nods, and Leon knows that they’re on the same page. We need to talk.

⠀

⠀

“I can certainly… try to recreate the portal with the help of Donatello,” Leon’s twin says carefully, a few minutes later, when the turtles are all settled in the pit and not gripping any of their weapons. “Though it will be quite the challenge without the blueprints for the machine on hand. The last copy I have of them saved is a few nights of work out of date.”

Great. Coolcoolcool.

“…Is that it?” Bigger Raph asks.

The eight turtles all hesitate, all wondering where they’re supposed to go from here. Luckily, Leon already has a pretty good idea of what he’s doing next, if he can pull this off while staying in character.

Good news, he’s the son of an actor, and he’s been acting for a good portion of his life.

“I believe so?” Local Donnie replies, also hesitant.

Leon’s first instinct is to clap his hands and stand up, but he hesitates right before he actually claps, realising that maybe that’s not the best approach. Instead, he fidgets for a moment or two, making sure nobody else plans on speaking up.

“Is it alright if I speak with other-me for a few minutes?”

Local Raph (someone should have brought up a naming system, but whatever, too late now) looks up, startled by the question. Nobody has any reason to stop them, and when Bigger Raph meets the other guy’s eyes, the other guy shrugs and stands up.

“O– my bedroom?’

“Sure.”

Awkward.

Leon’s been awkward around here, sure. It’s still his body and in a way his brothers, but at the same time it’s always been more of the other guy’s place. Leon plays his role while he’s here, and in return the other guy pretends to be him whenever they’re swapped. And up until now, when they’ve finally met, he’s thought that he’s done a pretty good performance. Now he feels like he’s being judged.

The two disappear down the hallway with all of the turtles’ bedrooms, and the moment Leon shuts the door to their bedroom, he can’t help the hysterical laughter that begins to bubble out of him.

It doesn’t take the other guy long to join, flopping down on their bed and letting out his own set of hysterics.

“This is so weird,” Leo admits.

“Did you ever think we’d actually…” The other guy trails off. It’s a bit weird hearing in Leon’s own voice, but to be fair it’s not the oddest thing of the day.

“Of course not!” Leon responds, joining his other self on the bed. There’s room, and standing just makes him feel even more awkward. “I don’t even know what to call you, man.”

“That’s what you’re focusing on?”

“Duh!”

Because the other guy is apparently an absolute hog, he decides to steal the pillow and lean it against the wall, using it as a backrest. He stares around their room as if seeing it for the first time. “Do you think we’re going to be able to switch back while everyone’s here?”

Leon’s first thought is what if this stops us from switching back at all but he stops that thought fast because it’s too scary, and this is supposed to be a good moment, one where he finally gets to have a real conversation with the guy he’s spent a good chunk of his life pretending to be. “Maybe? We don’t have any proof that it has to do with which world we’re in.”

“We also don’t have proof it has to do with which body we’re in.”

“Are you trying to be negative nancy right now?”

“I’m just making sure that we’re thinking about all the information we have.”

“Can we sit back and just appreciate this? For two seconds?”

The two seconds don’t take long to get awkward, so Leon makes a pop noise that quickly snaps the other guy back into motion.

“For the record? It’s still Donnie’s fault that I’m here.”

Leon chokes on a laugh, and then several more, and even if it does irritate his throat a bit, he still thinks that it’s way too funny. “You sure?”

“Yes!” The other guy responds, throwing his hands up defensively. “He was asking to see how our ninpō would work with his machine, and I guess I wasn’t as good at controlling it as I thought.”

“That sounds like your fault,” Leon responds flatly.

The other guy crosses his arms in a dramatic way that Leon didn’t think was normal for him, and executes a pretty impressive glare. “Well, he’s the one who trusted me.”

Leon would argue, but he’s pretty down for teasing his twin, as long as it’s not taken too far. Plus, they can have Leonardo solidarity, or something.

There’s a lot more to be said. Leon’s still trying to prioritise everything in his head, but after years of having painfully slow, hard to read conversations, they finally have a chance to sit back and actually talk, and he’s not about to waste it.

#rise of the tmnt #tmnt 2012 #soul switching #ficlet #tmnt au #tmnt crossover #tmnt leonardo #hamato leonardo #as always i have no idea how to tag anything

[rainbillcipher]

My Backstory

I wasn't born with power.

My existence started at the bottom of Flatland's caste system. Born the equilateral son of an isosceles triangle, I was given to a family of equilaterals.

If you've read Edward Abbott's Flatland: A Romance of Many Dimensions, then you know of my country and my dimension.

I chafed under the injustices of my country. I ran away when I was barely an adult. That's when the sphere found me.

Everyone lived in ignorance of the concept of three dimensions. I was chosen to remedy that.

They thought that if they chose one of the lowest but most numerous class, then there would be revolution.

When I returned to Flatland, the circles tries to have me killed, but I was smart. I created a following.

but my rebellion only created more deaths. Because of their ignorance, I lost many friends. But I gained a new purpose to prove them wrong.

I ascended to the fourth dimension and beyond. A moment of perfect clarity and power hit me.

My consciousness expanded. My body became energy. I thought I was a god.

I learned later how wrong I was...

I dealt justice to those who doubted and oppressed me.

I razed my dimension with my newfound power, tore reality apart, so nothing could live there.

Some Flatlanders that weren't on my side survived...barely.

I was feared across the realms! But so called "higher beings" saw my actions as criminal. So again I was fighting against oppressive regimes.

My followers and I hid in the space between realities--a lawless realm with no rules that didn't even obey physics!

MY REALM!

However, getting in was easier than getting out. I couldn’t escape. But I could enter dreams.

Ironically I fell back on my role as a tradesman. I made deals. Trades.

Tried tricks and convinced many to build me a portal. No one could do it…

...until Stanford Pines.

I'm not exactly sure when I returned to consciousness, but when I did, I was drifting in the mindscape again.

It wasn't good.

I didn't know where I was or WHO I was. I just remember turbulent emotions...

Fear...

Loneliness...

Then I heard that calling again.

I didn't remember if I had heard it before, but it felt familiar.

Without my memories, I've had to piece myself together brick-by-brick, so to speak.

My recent memories at Gravity Falls came flooding back when I watched your world during the Cipher Hunt.

I had slipped between worlds but still resided in the realm of dreams. I hated it. I couldn't touch anyone here.

Except one.

That's when I found Bex.

#index #backstory #bill cipher origin #bill cipher #bex draws #art

[random-iz-stuff]

Everything I could find that points towards something being real strange with Recap Kid:

The fourth wall awareness.

They can use their fourth wall awareness to see the future by creating the comic that is currently taking place and reading ahead.

Recap Kid being able to get their hands on objects that either shouldn’t exist in that universe (the same Invader Zim comics that they appear in, a copy of Enter The Florpus, a plush Zim, etc) or do exist, but Recap Kid REALLY shouldn’t be able to have them (a Gir costume for example, which does exist in universe but only as a unique Irken disguise made by Irken technology).

They CANONICALLY have shapeshifting powers, with Recap Kid briefly changing their physical appearance at least three different times in the comics.

Recap Kid also manages to change positions at least three times in one panel while also recapping everything with only a single text box, meaning that they can move extremely fast. Fast enough to create literal afterimages.

They also have canonical creation powers, with Recap Kid creating objects out of thin air and getting rid of them just as quickly, which does answer exactly where they’re getting the things that they shouldn’t be able to have.

Recap Kid also canonically has some sort of pyrokinesis, not only creating a ring of fire around Zim and Dib on command but also creating an explosion powerful enough to destroy an Irken ship.

Recap Kid is basically unharmed after getting rammed by Zim’s Voot at full speed and also being sucked into the Massive’s heating vents.

I haven’t even mentioned the pocket dimension they live/recap things in.

There are two separate occasions where it’s implied that Recap Kid doesn’t need air to live. First they mention that they hold their breath in between every comic release. And then there’s this line in issue 40 where Recap Kid questions how the Recap Brain can sigh without air or lungs, acknowledging that the space they’re in has no air, but continuing to go around like it’s perfectly normal.

Despite being able to breathe in space, Recap Kid still wears a spacesuit when we see them in space.

On a similar note, how does Recap Kid know that the Recap Brain doesn’t have lungs?

Recap Kid only exists in ONE universe, that being the universe that the main comics take place in. They just straight up don’t exist in Enter The Florpus, the Quarterly Comics and Dookie Loop Horror.

The fucking Recap Brain. A cosmic being with godlike power that looks like Recap Kid with the same hoodie and hair, who’s job it is to observe, record and recap the multiverse.

The Recap Brain implies that they aren’t the only member of their kind while tossing Recap Kid back into the comic universe, mentioning that “only a few people [presumably other Recap Brains] even know it [the comic universe] exists.

Point is, there’s something up with this child and I refuse to believe the wiki when it lists Recap Kid’s species as “human”.

#invader zim #recap kid #this child is an eldritch abomination at LEAST #and the best theory I got before starting to dip in headcanons #is that they’re basically the larval stage of a Recap Brain #thrown into some random universe to grow up in #which explains why they only appear in the comic universe #they aren’t native to the Invader Zim universes we’ve seen

[lisa972kdlz]

(Translated from french, sorry if there are any syntax or vocabulary errors. I'll publish the French version shortly afterwards, enjoy your reading!)

Interuniverse portals :

Have you ever wondered how the characters in the Undertale multiverse move from one alternative universe to one other?

Depending on the stories, comics and headcanons, the possibility of access to the AU's is very relative. There is no creator of the Undertale Multiverse, so there is no canon regarding the links that can be made between universes. A number of paths have been observed; firstly, with specific and precise ways:

Through the gates of the Omega Timeline (which is fairly limited, you can't travel anywhere other than your own universe (I think, it's not very clear, so tell me if you're sure of anything)),

Through scientific machines, programmed by Gaster most of the time, as in Chancetale with the plans taken over by Ace and Alphys,

Through characters with the ability to create portals or teleport naturally, like Dream or Nightmare.

Secondly, the paths... Without any explanation. In some stories, the characters can travel from AU to AU without questioning, without rules, without precision, we just know it's possible. Secret passages, teleportations, etc., you can imagine what you want but it will never be mentioned. Frankly, I only agree when it's for One-Shot or crazy stories with no stakes, because... Trying to find logic in everything is my hobby, you'll have to get used to it ＼(☆▽☆)／

But the most interesting way comes from characters who can directly open portals/teleport, such as Ace, Color, Error or Fresh, in the context where this is considered a special power –There are plenty of others, but those are the ones I'm most familiar with–. It raises a lot of questions, especially when Ace gets this ability overnight, even though his creator seems rather thoughtful about consistency. The only solution in line would be his ability to break the fourth wall where he could jump from frame to frame... But that's not what he does, he teleports or creates a portal. But how? Why does he do this? Why all of a sudden?

I thought and thought, and then I found a correlation between these characters that might turn out to be causation.

They are all Outer-Characters. In other words, characters from outside reality, with no AU, no world to merge their codes with.

Ace's universe was destroyed by Error and no longer exists.

Color has been erased from his reality, as has Gaster, so his code has become detached.

Error has been literally expelled into the Anti-void and transformed into a glitch creature (more on that later).

Fresh is a parasite without a maternal universe, so we're not sure where he came from, but in any case, as there is no official Underfresh, we're sure he doesn't belong to any universe.

Like free electrons (free spirit) passing from one current to another, exiled between the blocks that shape universes, no longer possessing a fixed point, they benefit from a freedom of movement that the others don't have. Out of space, and for some (Core!Frisk, Gaster), even out of time.

So, they have a fairly close relationship with the Multiverse, their codes aren't 'stuck' to blocks, and that allows them to zigzag between the AU's. But how?

Simply considering that the AU's are themselves interconnected. The Undertale Multiverse is a web. Timelines that eventually break away to become AU's in their own right (Aftertale, Dusttale, Horrortale), concepts that are similar (Underswap, Storyshift), and even the most distant ones, they are all connected to each other. And it is from this point of view that I propose the theory of gaps.

There are thories in our world to the effect that cracks in reality exist and sometimes allow strange things to enter from other dimensions... Extraordinary creatures, curses... And mystical places with high concentrations of weirdness like the Bermuda Triangle would be just such places. Abracadabrious for our world, but in the world of fiction, why not? Cracks... After all, what story is perfect? What lore is flawless? What game doesn't have any bugs? These anomalies, these little mistakes that we make, would form cracks that it would be possible to open in a portal dimension. The Outer-Characters, by virtue of their nature as free electrons, would be more sensitive to these cracks and would be better able to spot and exploit them. On the other hand, not only are these rifts not found everywhere, but some of them are anomalies beyond our perception of reality, and would have their own place in space-time. This means that they could be present for a certain period of time and then disappear, or only be available in a specific place at a certain time on a certain day. We could also imagine that some universes are more 'closed' and inaccessible than others... (I personally give this to Multiverses/AU's, AU's that brings together the main characters of the Multiverse like Vampireverse, Empireverse, Minuscultale, AU Schools, etc.) That way, we can easily invent stories where the protagonists are confronted with constraints of time and space that prevent them from running away at the drop of a hat!

Script excuses offered by the house, don't thank me (☞◖■ᴥ■◗)⁠☞✨✨ !

It's a pretty big deal, and there's a lot involved... Let's see...

So, does that mean that, for example, all the inhabitants of the Omega Timeline whose AU's have been destroyed by Error would be able to open breaches as they please?

Well... Yes, technically. But you can think of hundreds of reasons why they wouldn't. Opening a breach requires training and experience, it's risky, dangerous, leads to errors of course or coordinates, or then they simply don't know they can do it. Just because you technically have the human capacity to do back somersault doesn't necessarily mean you're bound to do it.

And Geno, is he an Outer-Character? Mmmh... Good question. Technically he's stuck in the Save screen, which doesn't mean he's been kicked out of his AU. More from his Timeline, but that doesn't make him an Outer-Character either.

For Ink, it's quite interesting, there are several possibilities. His AU technically exists, it's just incomplete and forgotten all about. However, he could be an Outer-Character due to the fact that he erased himself when he tore his soul apart, or, given that he seems to open special portals instead and that he also teleports in ink, because that's part of his powers acquired from the Creator via "magic paint", after all some versions say that he can't open a portal without his paintbrush. Personally, I prefer this, because if we subscribe to the theory that he still has a soul (the goppy blue soul in the illustration of "Broken Truce"), but that it's detached from his body, that would solve the paradox.

Unless he's fully an Outer-Character because Error destroyed his AU a long time ago, that's quite possible too.

As for the characters who usually travel between AU's, like the Postman (Post!Sans) or UnderEat's Sans, or even Death sometimes, there are two hypotheses: either they've simply learned to open cracks even without being Outer-Characters (because I think it's possible, you just have to be very talented, very sensitive and very determined), or they have this ability by the very principle of their existence. The Postman and UnderEat!Sans were created TO link the AU's (I don't even know if the Postman has his own universe, actually), whereas Death... Well, it depends, because I've never been able to work out whether his "Grim Reaper influence" was just specific to his AU or whether it extended across the Multiverse. If it's specific to his AU technically he shouldn't have that privilege. But if the gods of Reapertale, whether it's him, Toriel, Papyrus, Gaster or Asgore, are looking after the whole Multiverse, then it makes sense that they should all be able to travel between AU's as they see fit.

What about the others? Well, in my opinion they're just not capable of opening breaches, and characters like Sans, Red or Blue shouldn't have this ability. Least of all those who have no knowledge of universes. Because if anyone could do it, it would still be a big, big mess. Even, scenaristically, it would be a bit annoying if everyone could go where they wanted when they wanted and get away just the same. But that's just my interpretation of things.

But it's not over yet! Let's extrapolate a little. Can we link, in Undertale's Multiverse, this story of cracks and links to something we know? Is there a dimension where all the AU's meet at the same centre? A dimension to be the Core?

Huh?

Of course yes !

I'm obviously talking about the Doodlesph– the Anti-Void.

What really is the Anti-Void? We've never had an exact definition by Crayon Queen. We know it's a mysterious white nothingness where Geno landed when a Determination experiment went wrong. It's called the Anti-Void because the color is white and not black like the Void.... But that's all. And that's not cool, because white Voids are a dime a dozen. Most of the time, they're empty AU's with nothing left, Chancetale, for example. Empty AU's, but not destroyed, because in Undertale during the Genocide route, we know that when you destroy the world there's nothing left, it's the Void. Black, cold, silent. The Void is the darkness that makes up the stars in the sky, the absolute vacuum.

We can deduce from this that these empty, white AU's are more likely to be the result of an AU that is dead of content, but still present, like X-tale or ___tale (this is contradictory with Chancetale, which is destroyed, totally destroyed, but it's normal to have a few contradictions when you're talking about a world created by hundreds of different people). What's certain is that the Anti-Void doesn't fall into this category. It's not an empty shell. It's something else. You can see it in what it does to its tenants, literally turning them into amnesiac, deranged glitches. You can see it in the window that Error opens up, leading into his old memories. You can see it when you realise that it's a way, after a while, of hearing the voice of the Creators.

The Anti-Void is the exact opposite of the Void: it's the Whole, the Link where every path crosses. After all, how many characters have accidentally ended up there? Let's not talk about the hundreds of x-reader stories where the protagonist ends up in the Anti-Void by chance after some twists and turns 😂 and let's go instead to what happened to Geno, or to Ace's machine whose first destination it was. Just look at how Error has learnt to use the rifts... Each time he goes through the Anti-Void FIRST before opening a portal from one AU to another. It's the Central Station for crossings between dimensions. I'd even go so far as to say that it's an OBLIGATORY passage. Each AU is connected to another VIA the Anti-Void. Let's just say that most people take the shortcut instinctively.

But why would the Core be the Anti-Void and not the Doodlesphere? Yet it's a dimension that seems much better suited to this role...

Well... One doesn't preclude the other.

In fact, the Doodlesphere and the Anti-Void are closely linked. I've noticed that there are often two accessible points of view in the Multiverse: the "Code Part" (the Player, the algorithms, glitches and bugs, such as Error, Fatal, Glitchtale, etc.) and the "Spiritual Part (thought, faith, emotions, the Creators, Ink, Faith, Dreamtale, etc.). What if the Anti-Void was the coded Core of the Multiverse while the Doodlesphere was the spiritual Core? The technology part and the magic part?

Because there's the computer web and the painter's canvas 🤣 !

Mhrm-... my humblest apologies :'> (does this joke work in English?)

(Hay, no, shit, it's no "toile" and "toile". Well, now you'll know that the web and the canvas are the same word in french! "Toile d'araignée" and "Toile pour peindre")

Isn't it a strange coincidence that the two greatest enemies of the Multiverse, with similar pasts, should live in two habitats that resemble and complement each other?

The web... Ironic, really, that its tenant is a skeleton who wields wires...

Error is reality's homeless man par excellence, it's in his thematic and his design; alone in the middle of the Whole, it's quite perfect to describe him and understand his character. So it's no surprise that he's probably the most capable of spotting rifts in the Multiverse. He can pretty much do it wherever he wants whenever he wants, to say the least! (Which is why I think it's breakable, the fact that Corrupted finds Error canonically useless when he's precisely THE guy who can open to him the doors to all the AU's he wants, even the positive ones) After all, Error's been trapped within the Anti-Void for an indeterminate amount of time. Canonically, after a certain time spent in thos dimension, anyone can become an "error". No wonder, if you admit that it's the agglomeration of all the codes in the Multiverse! After a while, anything coded ends up jumping left and right, stopping and starting, dispersing and dismantling!

Partially ?

Entierly ?

After a while, would Error just disappear by dint of living in the Anti-void?

Would he suffer less memory loss if he stopped going there?

Er... take your pick. ¯(°_o)/¯ I don't really like the idea of dissolving entirely in Anti-Void, but why not?

Hang on, hang on... If the rifts are spatio-temporally related, and the Anti-Void is an amalgamation of all these dimensions, and Error was able to create a window to his past in his comic, then would Error be able to travel through time???

Uh..............uuh... (＠_＠;) it's true that CQ has already mentioned the hypothesis that there could be several Error at the same time, but...uh....I...

I dunno (⁠•⁠ ⁠▽⁠ ⁠•⁠;⁠)

Dunno...

Maybe not, or at least nobody except Error, given that if they are detached from space, they are not necessarily detached from time? Maybe he can just look at it, but not enter it? Is he even aware of it?

But then... Could he still see any future and past? Or only what concerns him?

I

Don't

Fucking know.

I didn't get that far xD

But hey, that's not a bad start, is it?

(If you have any theories, headcanons or even if you've spotted any inconsistencies in what I've said, don't hesitate to let me know. It's a headcanon, but it's not perfect, so I'd like to tweak it as much as possible :3

So long!)

#undertale au #undertale #undertale multiverse #error sans #anti-void #void #doodle sphere #theories #theory #analysis #character analysis #lore analysis #breaches #interuniverse portals #Outer-Character #out-character #anti-void analysis #crayon queen

[usafphantom2]

Israelis reach the top as the most operational F-35 pilots in the world

During the ongoing war, the Adir F-35 pilots emerged as the most operational at the global level, with one of them making history by intercepting a Yemeni cruise missile pointed at Eilat; 'I was thrilled', the pilot reflected on the historical defense with the advanced aircraft.

Fernando Valduga By Fernando Valduga 03/18/2024 - 00:34in Aeronautical, Military Accidents

The pilots of the F-35 Adir fighters have been responsible for part of the attacks in Lebanon since the beginning of the war, taking advantage of the advanced stealth capabilities of the F-35 jets. About 700 kilometers to the south, between Eilat and the Red Sea, these aircraft serve as the last and constant line of defense against the threat of Yemen's Houthi cruise missiles, an action that has been recorded in the world history of stealth aircraft.

The 140º Squadron of the formidable F-35 targeted hundreds of objectives, including Hamas tunnels and hiding places in the Gaza Strip during the war. Two of the unit's latest fighter planes were also among the first to reach the Gaza border in response to the murderous incursion into the Western Negev on October 7.

Three weeks ago, the pilots of the Adir fighters were the first to attack the most distant target openly attacked by Israel's Defense Forces in Lebanon since the beginning of the war: Hezbollah's weapons depots near Baalbek, northeast of Beirut and about 100 kilometers from the Israeli-Lebanese border.

Last week, pilots of Israeli stealth jets completed their fourth attack in the same area as the Shiite terrorist army: two Hezbollah command centers next to weapons depots. Although the most advanced combat aircraft of the Israeli Air Force are usually reserved for strategic missions in the northern or eastern arenas, the military constantly employs them in the Gaza Strip, along with a permanent presence of combat aircraft in the skies of the region for immediate availability. to support the forces operating on the ground - in addition to the planned air attacks.

Adir's response capabilities for control, command and network allow pilots to accurately distinguish between different types of ammunition in the aircraft or other aircraft in the air, according to the type of "emerging" target at that time.

"Target planning for an attack can be performed from the ground, from the air, in a few minutes in an escape event, and this happens almost every day," explains a senior squad pilot. "The aircraft's special sensors create a comprehensive combat image, even for additional structures, even when we deal with a dense and less threatening combat sector for us as aircraft, such as the Gaza Strip. On the cabin screen, we see which bomb was selected - and launched. That's how we, with the Adirs, among other things, destroyed a multi-storey building in Gaza, which controlled the area and threatened our forces."

Adir aircraft also integrate rescue operations for victims in additional aerial dimensions to the fight against helicopters, to isolate the area with "flash" bombs. Thus, combat helicopters and even helicopters such as Black Hawk or Yas'ur (Sikorsky CH-53) can safely descend to a height of 30 feet for evacuation of victims, while air security against anti-aircraft missiles and armed terrorists is provided by the Adir aircraft at a height of 30,000 feet.

During the ground offensive in Gaza, the Squadron Commander, Lieutenant Colonel M., entered the Gaza Strip on foot to have a view at eye level of the attacks for which he and his commanders are responsible, far from the coast of the Strip, and also to speak to his comrades of brigades and battalions, whose pilots provide constant assistance.

In one of the scenes, Lieutenant colonel M. saw how the Israeli Air Force bombs fell only about 150 meters from the ground forces, as part of the close coordination between the forces.

However, the most significant strategic operation since the beginning of the war was carried out by the Adir pilots in the Red Sea area, facing the threat of the Houthis in Yemen. At any time, Adir aircraft ensure the southern entry of Israel - from the Gulf of Eilat and towards the south. A combined average of Houthi attacks may include the launch of about 20 missiles, unmanned aerial vehicles and long-range ballistic missiles, each coming at different speeds, altitudes and directions against Israel.

This divides the defense mission between the pilots and the air defense batteries, according to different layers: larger ground-to-ground missiles already launched from Yemen to Israel are shot down into the atmosphere by Arrow missiles, while others more difficult to detect and slower targets, such as drones, are controlled by the aircraft. A drone flies at a speed of 500 km/h, considered slower than missiles.

The F-35 can carry more payload compared to the F-16, and the military material is managed at the Nevatim Air Base. Sergeant Major Michael says: "From the beginning, we have a team of 40 people who always run to eight planes taking off and landing, immediately taking care to arm them with bombs, missiles and fuel."

The U.S.-led international coalition in the Red Sea provides detection and often interception of the main components of the attacks. What remains, usually a small number of air threats, is intercepted by Adir aircraft or air defense systems in the last segment before entering the Eilat area.

Adir aircraft operate in this area as a kind of air control unit - due to the more advanced capabilities of the F-35, they can detect even low-altitude and slow-flying targets that are considered difficult to detect.

At the beginning of the war, Israeli Air Force pilots intercepted a cruise missile, marking the first time in the history of F-35 poachers around the world. The operation was carried out entirely in Hebrew, although it involved U.S. Army forces. "I saw the cruise missile in broad daylight through the Adir camera, at a relatively low altitude," said Major R., pilot of the 140º Squadron, who made history as the first to intercept a cruise missile with an F-35 aircraft.

? A cruise missile launched from the southeast toward Israeli airspace was successfully intercepted by F-35i fighter jets.

"My partner in the cabin was the one who saw the target. I executed the airstrike with a missile that I launched against him. I was thrilled in the cabin after the success of the attack,” added Major R.

He also said: "We are evolving during combat. We have already updated our operational techniques and combat rotations, even against the possibility of cruise missile launches like these or simultaneous ballistic missile attacks. The cruise missile could easily have exploded in the Yoseftal Medical Center or a hotel where refugees from the South were housed. In these missions, I could find myself flying directly from the Eilat area to attack Gaza, then to the regions of Lebanon and Syria and, if necessary, to other areas within that long flight that lasted six and a half hours in Adir."

Source: Ynet News

Tags: Military AviationF-35I 'Adir'IAF - Israeli Air Force/Israel Air ForceWar Zones - Middle East

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Fernando Valduga

Aviation photographer and pilot since 1992, he has participated in several events and air operations, such as Cruzex, AirVenture, Dayton Airshow and FIDAE. He has works published in specialized aviation magazines in Brazil and abroad. He uses Canon equipment during his photographic work in the world of aviation.

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[distort-opia]

We constantly talk about how joker wants batman to understand their roles in the universe and kinda break the 4th wall like he did

But if that happens, what then? Would that change something in their relationship? Would that bring any sort of satisfaction from joker? How would it change things?

Oh, this is a very interesting question. Though I don't know if Joker truly wants Batman to break the fourth wall in the same way he does, since that's simply not who Batman is. In my understanding, Joker wants Batman to recognize how much he needs Joker as a counterpart, to admit the fact they're inescapably connected; he doesn't want Batman to usurp his own role as cosmic trickster. As usual, Joker wants and doesn't want to win. He needs Batman as he is and victory would mean Bruce ceasing to be exactly that.

But what would happen if Bruce got some awareness of the fictional nature of their world? God, that'd be so difficult for him. Even though he's had encounters with Fifth Dimension imps like Bat-Mite and Mr. Mxyzptlk, who tried to warp reality and treat him (and Clark, most often) as fictional characters in a story, manipulated for their own enjoyment, there were still ways to defeat these entities and regain free will. Hell, Bruce has faced plenty of gods and has even been one at some point, has confronted the idea of fate and of incomprehensible amounts of power multiple times, but it was always something within his own reachable world. If Bruce realized he's trapped within a narrative with absolutely no way of controlling his own fate, and that the death of his parents, his suffering, other people's deaths and pain, all of it is for the entertainment of an unreachable audience... that'd certainly be a very difficult pill to swallow.

While Batman's foundational belief is already that yes, maybe things don't have an inherent point, but that we create our own meaning, that's when one has that capacity to begin with. If the meaning you create is one dictated by someone else, what then? Joker's reaction is to embrace the absurdity as part of his madness and keep on living, but I don't think Bruce would be able to resolve it like that. It could go different ways... him trying again and again to enter our reality and failing, rightfully assuming he's being written that way. Him assuming he's going crazy and that perceiving us as the audience is a symptom of it, or that someone is attacking his mind. Him trying to live with it and this being something that brings him and Joker much closer, since they'd be the only ones to perceive this truth about their reality. Him having this knowledge erased so he can keep going without breaking down, him ending his own life over it.

Either way, it might not even bring Joker any satisfaction at all; it might terrify him if Batman validated this fleeting perception of unreality, that he most often buries. When Joker's fourth wall awareness is brought up, it's more often framed as him wanting to see it as a part of his insanity (there's a bigger meta I wrote on this here). Joker himself doesn't want to think there's absolutely no meaning in his world; he prefers to frame it as madness, and fixates on Batman as his life's point because otherwise there'd be nothing to stay alive for. So if Batman showed up and was like "Did you know we're both fictional characters??" Joker would probably be like "SHUT UP NO WE'RE NOT. That was supposed to be just me being crazy, you're not meant to see it too!!"

In the end this is a very interesting question, Anon. It would make for a fascinating story premise (which would be all kinds of philosophical and meta). Thank you for the ask!

#Jostein Gaarder's Sophie's World meets Batman #maybe Bruce and Joker would team up to defy the narrative #and what would defy the opposites-and-enemies-until-death thing more than retiring to a cottage together and living in domestic bliss =)) #just saying #asks #batman #bruce wayne #bruce wayne meta #joker #batjokes #batjokes meta #my meta #suicide mention

[k1ra0nloose]

Kira pookie I need my Self aware!au lore /nf Pls I need to make edgy lore art to feed the demons inside my head /j

*accecends through the floor*

IVE HAVE BEEN WAITING FOR THIS

BRING OUT THE LOOOOREEEE

also I'll be only explaining in the most simplified ver and how it started cause the aftermath is way too long-

Okay so remember when smg4 breaks the fourth wall as a joke? Well I'm this au he felt a lil too silly and decided to mess with it, acting different, tapping the screen all that stuff you know messing with the 4th dimension until he acctually started to go insane questioning his life existence, how much better the world whould be with out him and then he Fucking got too silly decided to go off script where shit goes down. He enters the acctual laptop of Kevin (YES KEVIN THE CEO OF GLITCH PRODUCTION) and he goes to panic mode and tries to get back but failed miserably, he wasn't in control enough to pull a Monika but he can how ever slowly realize that he is just a cartoon and everything and everyone he loved is just a figment of a non existent realty he's a part of the blood and flesh in him is not real and suddenly everything didn't seem to matter anymore since he's just Luke's self insert original characte- POOF he teleports to the digital eather aka taris and meggys special Oasis from western spaghetti there he meets a figment of Luke's imagination as weird as it sounds. Imaginary Luke said that one day there will be destruction across the multiverse and smg4s job was to document aus so that when it does happen they can just yeet them back to their universe So while smg4 was doing that the others were not doing so great, they are trying to survive the apocalypse of curpted memes since without smg4 the meme cycle is broken. they were meet with the currupted memes, Mario isn't allowed outside since he's way too important and if he gets currupted by the dead memes all of them are dead meat, meggy is having the time of her life finnaly getting the chance to go batshit insane and Tari is the only one keeping meggy is check, bob and melony was originally gonna switch personality's and smg3? well he is in absolute missery. The guy he loved hated went missing He has to fight his children (the dead and currupted memes) so that his (boyfriend's) friends are safe and EGGDOG IS CURRUPTING AND TURNING INTO A CURRUPTED MEME so yeah he ain't doing too great

anyways have fun! You better make good lore or I'll fire you (/j) -

Also and- *decends back too the 7th layer of hell*

[fungifanart]

The Studious Witch β69

Characters: Male reader, Yuu!reader, Umbra witch!reader, Bayonetta, Viola, Riddle Rosehearts, Ace Trapolla, Deuce Spade, Trey Clover, Cater Diamond, Leona Kingscholar, Ruggie Bucchi, Jack Howl, Jade Leech, Floyd Leech, Kalim Al-Asim, Jamil Viper, Vil Schoenheit, Rook Hunt, Epel Felmier, Malleus Draconia, Sebek Zigvolt, Ashton Vargas

CW: Cursing, violence, death of the reader, implied major character death

Word count: 5.3K

Notes: It’s finally done, oh my god. This one definitely got away from me, but here it is, after AT LEAST 2 MONTHS??? I've spent way too long on this so I sincerely hope you enjoy and if this only gets, like, 20 notes, I'm quitting.

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At this point, Bayonetta is no stranger to the incomprehensible. Fighting angels on a daily basis and fighting one's way through hell itself at one point tends to dull the senses towards what a normal human would call unbelievable. However, this only stays true while within the confines of one's own universe.

Now make no mistake, Bayonetta prides herself on her cool-headedness and adaptability, but having to travel across several alternate dimensions and encounter numerous other versions of herself, all while being harassed at every turn by homunculi that are almost as stubborn as she is might be pushing it just the tiniest bit.

However, the show must go on and the destruction of the multiverse isn't going to wait for her to refresh herself in a nice bath before continuing, so neither will she.

Having just finished collecting her fourth chaos gear, Bayonetta traverses the barren passageways of Thule, defeating several hordes of homunculi along the way, before reaching the next 'multiverse portal generator' as Viola calls them.

Bayonetta walks toward the center of the portal generator and watches her previous surroundings fall away as she enters the chaotic rift, Ginnungagap, for the fourth time in her journey so far. She makes her way through the rift with surprisingly little interference before passing through the other end of the gate to reveal an...interesting sight.

Bayonetta finds herself striding through dark-colored hallways adorned with green lanterns and various framed pictures. She glances into some of the doors she passes by and sees what seem to be different kinds of classrooms and lecture halls.

"So I'm in some kind of school?" She says to herself, "Well, I hope they won't mind if I swoop in to teach a couple lessons of my own!"

As if on cue, a group of Stratus comes running around the corner at the end of the hall, prompting Bayonetta to pull out her weapons with her trademark smile, "Ah, you're right on time for the first lesson: No running in the halls!" She says as she destroys the homunculi with ease and continues down the path they came from to see more of them cornering several young men whom she assumes to be students of this institution.

"Oh dear, it seems no one thought to teach you the golden rule! How shameful. I suppose I have no choice but to dish out some discipline!" Bayonetta announces as she deftly dispatches the homunculi and helps the students get back on their feet as a muscle-bound man wearing a red jacket comes sprinting around the corner.

"Wha-- Who are you?! What are you doing to my students?!" The man questions harshly, clearly ready to attack her at a moment's notice. How cute.

"I'll have you know that your students would have become impromptu internal anatomy models if I hadn't shown up when I did," Bayonetta explains as the students in question nod in agreement, "So, instead of getting on MY case for something I didn't do, how about you get them somewhere safe and let me handle the rest?" She says while pushing the students towards the man.

The man receives them with a scowl, "Do you honestly think I can do that when I don't even know you?!"

Bayonetta can feel her patience eroding away the more she talks to this man and so, settles for shutting him up with a bullet that sails past his face and into the head of a Stratus that was about to attack him, "And do YOU honestly think you can afford not to in this situation?!" She says while leaving no room for debate.

The man looks at the disintegrating homunculus below him and growls, "Rrrgh...fine. But if I find out later that any students got hurt on your watch, then there WILL be consequences!" He warns before turning around to escort the students somewhere safe.

"I'm sure there will. Now, where was I?" Bayonetta says before turning around and continuing through the halls while taking out any homunculi she encounters.

Eventually, the wall on her left is replaced by a long row of large, open windows that give her a clear view out into the courtyard on the ground level, which is where she spies a glitching, purple image suspended in the air of a young man with an oddly familiar face facing off against a Floccus.

Her curiosity piqued, Bayonetta leaps down into the courtyard and places her hand on the image, allowing the recent memory to play in her mind.

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"Remember that we are on the defense! Any able-bodied students should make escorting the injured to the evacuation site their top priority!" You hear Riddle command as you counter an incoming attack.

"I'd love to if these guys would let up for even a second!" Ace says as you take out the Floccus in front of you with your gauntlets only for two more to reveal themselves.

"Ugh! They're never-ending! Even WE won't be able to evacuate at this rate! And that's not even accounting for this INFURIATING FOG!!!" Vil shouts as the multicolored fog around them seems to get thicker almost in response.

"Tch. I knew I should've taken this seriously from the start. Oh well, it's not like I'd have been able to keep the ace up my sleeve much longer." You say to yourself in a low voice before calling out to the others, "Everyone! Follow my voice and get close to me!"

"Why???" Jamil questions while barely dodging a shot from a Cavum.

"There's no time to explain! Just do it!!" You urge from your place in the fog, causing the others to join you in creating a very tight circle as the homunculi slowly close in.

"Alright Herbivore, we're here." Leona says with his back to you, "I'd really like to hear about this master plan you've got 'cause as great as your powers are, I don't think they can do enough here."

You scoff at his last statement, "Then I'd suggest you watch and learn!"

As you finish your sentence, you strike a dynamic pose and call out, "APACHANA NAPTA" causing an infernal rune to blaze to life on your back and open six magic circles in the air that allow the same number of gigantic, red spiked hands to come through.

You then begin stringing together every dance move you can think of as the hands respond to your will by flying through the fog and spinning in a drill-like fashion, whipping up miniature cyclones that will hopefully disperse it while the others look at you in bewilderment.

Your plan works and the fog is completely dispersed, revealing numerous Stratus and Floccus along with a couple manta ray shaped homunculi that seem to be the ones creating the fog.

Upon locating the fog's source, you immediately send the six hands of Hekatonchier after them while also scooping up some other homunculi that were blocking the evacuation route.

With the fog's source eliminated and an opening created, you call out to the others to snap them out of their confusion, "The path to the evacuation site is open again! I'll hold these guys off so you all can escape and we'll meet back up later!"

"Are you crazy?! We aren't just gonna leave you to--" Kalim tries to argue, but is cut off by Hekatonchier's arms appearing again and shoving him and everyone else towards the exit.

"I'm afraid that wasn’t a request." You say over your friends' numerous protests as they're fully pushed through and locked behind the door to the main hallway, "Don't you worry, I don't plan on dying here." You say under your breath as you prepare to engage the enemy.

However, rather than immediately attacking you, a Floccus towards the center of the group is suddenly shrouded in mist that forms into what resembles a face that begins speaking to you.

"Now that we have some time to speak one-on-one, I must say that this is a rather unique universe that you call home." The clouded face remarks, "You are quite unique, as well. Your energy is identical to that of an Arch-Eve, however--"

The face's words are cut off by the sound of a gunshot and a bullet sailing right through it.

"If you're about done talking, can we finish this up? My class is having a field trip today and I've no intention of ruining my perfect attendance." You say with a teasing smile.

The face reforms before continuing.

"Hmph, you appear to have the unfounded confidence of an Arch-Eve. I suppose every rule must have an exception. However, such struggles will soon prove fruitless as this world faces its unavoidable--" The clouded face is cut off again, this time by one of your gauntlets that loops around and returns to your side.

"I have no recollection of signing up for a class where the teacher does nothing but ramble on about his own megalomaniacal pretensions. And I don't know about you, but I'd rather not stay for the lecture." You say with your gauntlets ready.

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The memory finishes as the young man charges toward the horde of homunculi and Bayonetta's mind is brought back to the present.

Despite everything she saw, Bayonetta can only wonder about one thing, "That young man...could it be that he's--" She has no time to think, however, as six summoning circles open in front of her that produce the same red, hulking arms that she saw in the memory.

Bayonetta waits for them to do something, but the hands simply float there almost expectantly, as if she's supposed to read this thing's mind, wherever it is.

Luckily, she manages to piece together a guess based on the memory she just saw along with prior experience, "I assume you're here because your master is in danger and you want me to lend a hand?" Bayonetta prompts.

The hands float there for a few more seconds before inclining down and then up, as if they were nodding in agreement.

This causes Bayonetta to smile in amusement, "Well normally, I'd say that six hands should be enough to handle any problem, but I suppose adding two more to the mix wouldn't hurt." She says as the hands disintegrate and absorb into her back in the form of an infernal rune as a sign of a temporary pact being forged.

Bayonetta then turns towards the entrance to the main hallway, figuring that heading in the direction of the evacuation site is her best bet for now, only for her surroundings to be shrouded in fog, which is presumably the work of the manta-shaped homunculus she saw in the memory.

Using the technique of the young man, Bayonetta manages to dispel the fog and defeat the remaining homunculi, one of which drops a holo-scroll that lists its name and unit classification:

NACREOUS

LIGHT FLOTATION CAMOUFLAGE UNIT

"Nacreous, eh? I hope the humidity from the fog it creates won't mess with my hair TOO much." Bayonetta says as she finally proceeds through the door to the main hallway.

She makes her way through the halls once more, occasionally having to run through patches of fog or climb up or down several flights of stairs or both at once, all while dipping in and out of classrooms to check for any stranded students or homunculi in need of a lesson.

Bayonetta eventually reaches the very front entrance of the building and opens it just to see countless homunculi swarming in the sky above and running rampant on the streets below.

"I honestly don't know what I was expecting." Bayonetta says to herself as she takes in the lay of the land to determine her next course of action before noticing another purple, glitching image suspended in the air at a street flanked on both sides by seven peculiar looking statues.

'This ought to be good.' She thinks as she makes her way to the street and places her hand on the image.

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You finish defeating your foes in the courtyard and are about to head through the main hallway when you notice a stray Nacreous flying away in the direction of the evacuation site.

You get an idea and use the extra leg strength your demon masquerade form gives you to jump high into the air and land on its back, "If you've got somewhere to be, then surely you won't mind if I tag along." You say while getting a firm grip on your ride.

You soar over the walls of NRC and scan the streets below to see a group of familiar faces being blocked by several enemies on their way to the main gates.

You quickly slam your fist down on the Nacreous, causing it to do a nosedive towards your destination before you grab it by the tail, swing it around and slam it into a Fractus at the front of the group.

"Y/n?!" Ruggie screeches in surprise as you land gracefully between your enemies and allies, "We thought that you were...well..."

"Oh, come on! Didn't I say that we'd meet back up later? Have some faith in me!" You say, having taken offense from Ruggie's statement.

"I'm just glad that Shrimpy's back!" Floyd cheers while tag-teaming a Floccus with Jade.

"Your presence IS reassuring in these trying times." Jade follows up as his enemies fall before him.

"You say that as if I would allow harm to come to even a single hair on any of your darling heads!" You say while walking over to pinch the twin eels' cheeks lovingly.

"Y/n, I'd appreciate it if you would focus on the invaders for now!" Trey calls to you while striking down a Stratus.

"Oh, don't you worry, my dear!" You say while shifting into your demon masquerade form, "I've already got you covered!" You exclaim as all three of your pairs of arms stretch forwards and wrap tightly around three Floccus and Fractus that were blocking the way forward and toss them aside with ease.

"The way's clear! Get moving, I'll cover you!" You say as everyone begins filing towards the path to the main gates and you stretch your arms out in all directions, knocking away any enemies that get close. However, as you watch your classmates proceed, you notice the absence of a certain five students.

"Wait, where are Ace and the others?!" You shout as you look over the crowd again.

"Myah! Don't worry, y/n! They said they heard screaming off in that direction so they went to go check it out!" Grim says from your side while pointing towards the coliseum.

"'Don't worry!' He says. I'm going to go check on them!" You announce as you start turning around before Cater puts his hand on your shoulder.

"Y/n, there's no time! They're all big boys so they can handle themselves. Plus, we need you to help escort the injured!" Cater says urgently.

You growl in response, "........Fine. But if they don't meet us at the evacuation site in one piece, I'm blaming you!" You finally acknowledge as you help the others push forward.

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Bayonetta's mind returns to the present with the sound of several voices yelling, one of which she knows very well, in the direction of what appears to be a large coliseum.

"A school with a private coliseum? Now this I HAVE to see." Bayonetta says before heading down the path towards it while taking out any homunculi that are in her way.

Upon entering through the gates, Bayonetta sees a familiar head of blonde hair fighting a horde of homunculi alongside five students with...interesting hair colors.

She quickly joins the fray and defends the students from several surprise attacks as numerous Nacreous descend from above, bringing their fog with them.

"Ugh, this damn fog again!" Bayonetta hears Viola shout in frustration.

"Don't get your trousers in a twist, Kitty. I have the perfect solution!" Bayonetta says as she strikes a dynamic pose and calls out, "APACHANA NAPTA" to summon the arms of Hekatonchier that get to work dispelling the fog and grabbing the Nacreous out of the air before dropping them all in a stack and slamming down on them all at once.

After dispatching the last of the homunculi, Bayonetta feels her temporary pact with Hekatonchier end as its original master calls for its aid.

A beat of silence passes before Bayonetta walks over to speak with Viola while ignoring the other students staring at her, "I'm quite sure I told you to fight FOR others, Kitty. Not drag them into a mess they're woefully unprepared for." She says in an unamused tone.

"Look Bayonetta, I didn't have a choice! They were already fighting when I got here and before I knew it, the homunculi had us surrounded so I couldn't get them out!" Viola defends herself as the five students in question slowly approach the two of them.

"So, uh," One of the young men Bayonetta recognizes from the first memory speaks up, Ace, if she remembers correctly, "Miss Bayonetta, was it?" He asks cautiously.

She sighs before turning to face the group of students, "Just Bayonetta is fine. What do you want?" She says, causing them all to flinch as if she would bite their heads off for such a minor annoyance.

'You'd think they've never spoken to a lady before.' Bayonetta muses as Ace opens his mouth again.

"R-right. Bayonetta, would you happen to know someone named y/n? Like, a cousin or little brother, maybe?" He says while refusing to make eye contact.

"Hmm," Bayonetta brings her hand to her chin thoughtfully, "I might. Why do you ask?"

"Wh-- Because you two look so much alike, it's scary???" The blue-haired student exclaims incredulously.

".......I'm afraid I don't know for sure, little ones. I'd have to meet this 'y/n' in person to say one way or the other." Bayonetta says, causing Ace and the blue-haired student to look at each other in confusion while the other three get angry at being called 'little'.

"Ah'll have ya know that Ah'm a young adult!" The lavender-haired student exclaims.

"I'm 6'2"! How am I little?!" The silver-haired student with wolf ears questions.

"I, SEBEK ZIGVOLT, DID NOT TRAIN MY WHOLE LIFE TO BE MALLEUS-SAMA'S BODYGUARD JUST TO BE CALLED 'LITTLE ONE'!!!" The lime green-haired student shouts angrily before the whole thing devolves into them bickering amongst themselves.

Viola uses the confusion to whisper into Bayonetta's ear, "D'you think this 'y/n' could be this world's version of you?"

"Sounds about right. Though we should probably keep that part to ourselves. These students have been through so much already, adding multiverse nonsense into the mix would break their poor minds in half." Bayonetta whispers back.

Viola nods as Bayonetta raises her voice to get the students' attention, "Alright little ones, I've answered your question and now I have a couple of my own. First, what exactly are you all doing in this place? It doesn't seem like the fabled 'evacuation site' to me." The umbra witch asks despite the same three students getting angry at being called 'little' again.

"Well, we WERE going to the evacuation site, but we heard screaming so we split off from the group and found a bunch of our classmates being attacked here. We fought off the monsters long enough for them to escape, but the entrance ended up blocked off before we could follow them." Ace explains in exasperation.

"I see. As for my second question: Would any of you happen to know if something like *this* is somewhere on this campus?" Bayonetta asks while taking out one of her chaos gears.

The young men look thoughtful for a moment before the blue-haired student has a look of realization, "Oh! I think I saw y/n carrying something similar while we were evacuating!"

"Is that so? So it all comes back to reaching the evacuation site, then?" The umbra witch says, mildly annoyed, "Can we trust you to guide us there? If you agree, you have my word that you'll make it in one piece."

The five students look at each other for a moment before hesitantly nodding, "Sure, but only if ya stop calling me little! Ah'm a grown man and Ah have a name, it's Epel!" The lavender-haired student says, earning a simple scoff from Bayonetta while Viola gives a knowing sigh.

"I'm afraid that condition is non-negotiable. You only earn your name when you become a man and, last time I checked, a mature, grown man wouldn't get so offended at being called 'little one' now would he?" She says while walking over and pushing her finger against his forehead, causing him to stumble back, flustered.

Ace speaks up before Epel can argue, "Ok! Whatever! Can we PLEASE get going?!"

"Hmph, glad to see at least one of you has his priorities straight." Bayonetta comments as the group exits the coliseum.

They all make their way through the practically infested streets of the campus as a thought occurs to Bayonetta.

"Say Kitty, come to think of it, weren't you supposed to be looking for our furry friend?" The umbra witch asks while taking out a Nacreous.

"I DID look for him, but I never found anything! I didn't even sense his magic anywhere! And if that's the case, then he might not have followed us into this world." Viola responds while cutting a Stratus in half.

"Hmm...well I suppose we all need even a little time to sit down and lick our wounds." Bayonetta reasons as they continue down the path towards the main gate.

"The evacuation site is down in the town plaza!" Ace says as they weave through the foggy streets, barely dodging all manner of sneak attacks from the homunculi before finally entering a clearing where the fog is light enough to make out all of the students that Bayonetta saw in the memories engaged in combat.

The two groups merge, albeit with some bewildered stares towards Bayonetta and Viola, and take on the invaders with renewed vigor.

The battle continues as the homunculi keep coming and the fog created by the Nacreous gets thicker and thicker. Bayonetta prepares to summon Malphas in the absence of Hekatonchier, but then hears a familiar voice call out "NAPTA" from across the way and then sees the demon's arms dispelling the fog once again.

Scanning the now clear plaza for the voice's owner, Bayonetta soon sees a young man with black hair, similar glasses to hers and an umbran watch tied around his left bicep accompanied by a small cat adorned with blue flames.

Bayonetta quickly runs towards the young man upon seeing a Nebulosus approaching him while he's still controlling his demon, leaving him defenseless, and swiftly eliminates it to allow the young man time to de-summon the demon.

"I assume you're the famous y/n I've been hearing about?" Bayonetta says as she turns to face the young man and holds out her hand, "May I ask if the name 'Bayonetta' rings any bells?"

The two make eye contact as bewilderment flashes across the young man's face, which quickly turns into realization and understanding as he takes Bayonetta's hand and they nod at each other with their signature confident smiles before she swings him around to let him deliver a powerful kick to another Nebulosus as she shoots a Lacunosus out of the sky before returning back-to-back.

"I do hope you'll fill me in on what's going on after we take care of these nuisances." Y/n says from behind Bayonetta, who nods.

"But of course! I just hope you happen to like long stories." She replies as they prepare to fight alongside each other to extinguish the imposing threat.

The two then make their way across the battlefield, working in perfect tandem to defeat countless homunculi and provide aid to y/n's friends along the way who either watch in sheer awe or cheer them on wholeheartedly.

"I must say that you've got quite the entourage rooting for you." Bayonetta says as she slices through several Stratus at once, "You seem very keen on protecting them as well. Could it be there's someone you fancy among that group?"

"Getting right down to business, huh?" Y/n responds as he uses his electric gauntlet to send a shock wave through three Floccus, "Tell you what, I'll answer that question after everything's dealt with. You were going to tell me what's going on anyway and I'd feel bad if I couldn't give you some worthwhile info in return!"

Bayonetta giggles in response, "It’s a trade, then! I look forward to hearing all the juicy details!"

The battle continues as the group slowly gets pushed closer and closer to the center of the plaza, despite Bayonetta, y/n and Viola's best efforts, due to the sheer numbers and tenacity of the homunculi.

"Surely you realize by now, Arch-Eve," The voice of Singularity echoes over the area, "How pointless this struggle is. Your last stand is quickly coming undone and your world will soon meet the same fate. These facts are incontrovertible."

Bayonetta looks around as she fights and sees tired looks on the other students faces, she and y/n may be able to keep going, but they're clearly reaching their limits.

"I'm in NO mood to entertain such a horrid outlook. If I cared about your so-called 'facts', then I wouldn't be where I am now!" Y/n says defiantly.

However, despite such a courageous declaration, a stray Nacreous gets bold and quickly breaks past their defensive line, making a straight shot with blinding speed towards a distracted student with long, black horns, causing y/n to sprint towards him, eyes wide with desperation.

"MALLEUS!!!" Y/n screams as he tackles the other man out of the way, his glasses falling on the ground as he's enveloped by the Nacreous in his place.

Bayonetta, Viola and some of the others can only watch in horror while the rest quickly try to get the Nacreous off of y/n, but are pushed away by more of them piling on top until the only sound that escapes the pile is that of a crystal shattering.

The other students begin crying out the young man's name as a red light spreads throughout the mound of Nacreous that causes them to meld together and float into the sky while more and more Nacreous either fly around or absorb into it.

The blue mass forms into a humongous version of the Nacreous Bayonetta had fought so far with an incredibly thick fog swirling around it.

Singularity's voice emanates from what Bayonetta assumes to be Arch-Nacreous, "With the Arch-Eve's death, this world's destruction will soon occur. If it is your wish, you may enter the fog and not have to witness such horrors. You will simply become one with nothingness." The voice says as the fog descends around them.

"SHUT THE FUCK UP!!!" Leona shouts in response to the voice.

"NO ONE ASKED!!!" Jade yells in raw fury.

"NO ONE CARES!!!" Floyd yells at the same time as his brother.

"WHO GAVE YOU THE RIGHT?!" Trey shouts.

"GIVE Y/N BACK!!!" Kalim demands through tears.

"YEAH!!! GIVE HIM BACK!!!" Ruggie agrees with Kalim, beginning a chant.

"GIVE HIM BACK!!! GIVE HIM BACK!!! GIVE HIM BACK!!!" All of the students shout at once, uncaring towards the world's destruction.

Such defiance breaks Bayonetta out of her shock and causes her resolve to solidify as she begins to recite the Deadly Sin incantation while shoving her hand into her chest and ripping out her heart as an offering.

"DO O IA BAYONETTA

CNILA D COMSELHA ODO ANANAEL

ZILDAR VPAAH FAFEN NIIS

MICALZ OZONGON AR"

As she recites the incantation, a large summoning circle opens in the sky and a powerful wind rips through the fog to reveal an enormous version of the bird demon she knows, with three sets of wide, hulking wings and a beak and talons that look like they can cut through diamonds with ease, this is no regular Malphas. This is:

Bringer of Malevolent Cyclones

Hurricane Malphas

Bayonetta watches from the ground as Hurricane Malphas wastes no time and divebombs Arch-Nacreous, forcing it away from above the town plaza to above the sea outside of the port.

However, the fight soon isn't just between Hurricane Malphas and Arch-Nacreous as the horned student that y/n sacrified himself for, Malleus, lets out a rage-filled yell and is consumed by a pillar of green fire that erupts from under him. The fire then forms into an enormous fireball that fades away to reveal an immense black dragon that flies over to Hurricane Malphas' side to take on Arch-Nacreous with it.

Despite the battle that's starting in the sky, the homunculi on the ground show no interest in letting up, forcing the students to forget their awe as Bayonetta takes a defensive position among them so as to avoid as much direct combat as possible in her very vulnerable state.

The two battles rage on as Malleus and Hurricane Malphas tag team Arch-Nacreous, the flapping of their powerful wings leaving no chance for any fog to settle in, allowing Viola and the other students ample visibility of their enemies on the ground. The adrenaline from the rage they all seem to be feeling allows the students to take on the homunculi with more vigor and brutality than before as the homunculi start being taken out faster than they can be replaced, causing their numbers to decline.

The two battles reach their climax as Arch-Nacreous is stunned, allowing Hurricane Malphas to trap it in a vortex so powerful that it draws in the remaining homunculi that were on the ground and Malleus breathes fire into it, encasing their enemies in an all-consuming inferno that leaves nothing but a charred shell of what remains that Malleus hits with his tail over to the plaza and crumbles into dust upon landing.

Bayonetta de-summons Hurricane Malphas, allowing her heart to reform in her chest as she sifts through the ashes and finds the six gauntlets y/n had wielded along with his chaos gear, putting them away for later while Malleus approaches her after reverting back to his human form.

"I must thank you for aiding us in repelling the invaders and avenging y/n." Malleus says while clearly barely holding back his sadness, "You two seemed to know each other. May I ask how?"

"...You could say he was a relative of mine. We didn't know each other personally, but I could tell he cared deeply for you and your classmates." Bayonetta turns around, walks over and picks up y/n's glasses from where they'd fallen on the ground, all while noting the glowing holes growing in the sky, "Which is why I think he would've preferred that you have these." She walks back over to Malleus and hands him y/n's glasses.

Malleus holds the glasses in his hands as his sadness finally spills over and he falls to his knees, tears running down his face.

Bayonetta looks around to see y/n's other classmates mourning the loss of their friend and then up to see the holes in the sky growing ever larger, "Kitty, I think it’s time we take our leave." She says to Viola across the way, her tone leaving no room for argument.

"O-ok, Bayonetta." Viola responds before catching her breath and then joining her.

As they walk away, Bayonetta hears the mournful cries of the students.

"Did you see us, y/n...?"

"You can rest easy now, Herbivore."

"*sniff* I'll really miss you, Shrimpy!"

"You will never be forgotten, Trickster."

"W-we'll leave a seat open for you at our next banquet, y/n!"

"I'll save a slice of my next tart for you, y/n!"

Viola looks over her shoulder and whispers into Bayonetta's ear, "Are we seriously not gonna tell them about--" However, her sentence is cut off by Bayonetta grabbing her cheeks and turning her head forward.

"Eyes forward, Kitty. They deserve this moment, no matter how fleeting it is." Bayonetta says as they keep walking until their surroundings are fully engulfed by the white void and they soon find themselves back on Thule, all while Bayonetta silently vows that Singularity will pay for what he's done a hundredfold.

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