#kin type; my kindness is my strength

[radioactivemelody]

After a long, excruciating wait, our suffering shall end. I literally woke up with this trailer being shown EVERYWHERE. 

And it is only natural for me to analyze frame by frame because I'm so, so hyped today. So, let's get into it.

Understanding the new trailer

The trailer opens with a phone call and what appears to be a young girl talking to Homura.

The entire sequence makes me understand that the Magical Girls knows, at some point, what Homura did. They are aware she isn't their Law of Cycles, asking if she can accept the risks and responsibilities.

Now, the risks and responsibilities of what? Of being essentially the replacements for what Madoka Kaname, the Law of Cycles, was? The salvation of all Magical Girls?

Which is promptly replied by Homura, who asks if they can fight against the curse of this world? I still haven't understood what she meant with that. The curse of this world? The witches, perhaps? But she says "curse", not "curses" as in plural. It is just one, singular curse.

Walpurgisnacht.

And then, the trailer begins to show a black and white sequence of Homura. Only Homura, from the anime to the last movie, Rebellion. The voice says there is only one thing she can do and that's love. They call her "Akuma-san", which translates to "Devil".

This part here intrigues me the most. They say she is a Magical Girl they don't know. And keep asking to bring hope, just bring hope, release that girl.

Which strengths my previously mentioned theory. The Magical Girls from the new world appear to have some type of acknowledgement that Homura isn't the Law of Cycles from before. They are asking for her to bring hope back. To bring Madoka back, thus, asking, demanding for her to release that girl. Release Madoka back so she can return to being the Law of Cycles.

They know Homura isn't their savior, that she is a false god who took the place from their true, original goddess and savior. And maybe, they might rally to overthrow her and put Madoka back in her place.

Look how Madoka's name is inside quotation marks. We kind of know post-Rebellion Madoka is just a Madoka without her memories of being a goddess, helpless to fight back because Homura keeps beaming her with a memory-wiping laser. This Madoka is not the original Madoka, just a shell, a reflection of what Homura desires her to be.

…A new Magical Girl? She wields Homura's bow after Madoka's divine ascension, her outfit resembles Homura's and has Mami's ribbons. What the hell is going over here? I saw someone saying that it might be an artificially created Magical Girl by Homura in order to defeat Walpurgisnacht but honestly, I have NO idea.

This frame in particular. Homura's uniform is a tad different from what we are accustomed to see. Also, the umbrella. It resembles way too much the bottom part of Walpurgisnacht's dress. I might be reading it in a nonsensical way but look, the movie is called Walpurgisnacht: Rising, everything counts at this point.

And just like Rebellion, this movie will be gorgeous in the visual aspect.

Aside from everyone getting some improvement in their outfits, we have Sayaka. Oh, Sayaka. She has ribbons(?) in her mouth.

When Homura became the Devil, remember who was the first person from the quartet to see her? Exactly, Sayaka did. In a way, Sayaka is the bearer of the truth. She knows the world they're living in is fake. She knows what happened to Madoka. And yet, she can't propagate the truth. Not even to herself because she can't remember.

Those ribbons in her mouth might symbolize the fact Homura silenced her from telling the truth. And if they end up remembering, she is going to be the first.

Everyone talks about a confrontation between Madoka and Homura but let me enlighten you: a confrontation between Homura and Sayaka. Scene absolutely worthy of every Oscar ever known. This is true cinema.

AND THE CLARA DOLLS ARE BACK!!! And in this scene we have three of them. I tried to identificate them but due to the "simplism" of them, it's kind of hard but hey, I tried! I might be wrong but anyways.

From left to right: Manuke (stupid-looking), Usotsuki (liar) e Warukuchi (slanderer).

Considering the Clara Dolls represent Homura's emotions and flaws… Yeah, our girl is suffering. Prepare for another movie that will wrench your heart beyond recognition.

#when this movie come out all of you are NOT hearing the end out of me #i will rant about it whenever i can #I WAS WAITING FOR THIS MOMENT 🔥🔥🔥🔥 #puella magi madoka magica #madoka magica #pmmm #walpurgis no kaiten

[lets-try-some-writing]

The Grim Dark Archives: Statement #003 Holoforms

[Statement taken from [Redacted] on the 11th of October 2004, one year and two months after the Autobots have made their presence known and begun corresponding with human personnel. [Redacted] has been complacent but has refrained from revealing anything that we could use against the Autobots. They have shown willingness to give us ways to ward off Cybertronians, but they refuse to give us any data that we could use to potentially cause actual harm.

No amount of bribery or convincing has changed [Redacted]'s stance. Even using our own vulnerability as a talking point failed. High command has not issued an order to force [Redacted] to give up such information, but with what we are learning, I worry that order may come sooner rather than later.

Recently a report was received from Agent Fowler that caused a great deal of concern among high command. The Autobots were seen using what they call 'holoforms' to interact with humans. They do this by using an avatar that looks like it could be a human without closer inspection. It was not explained how they gained these avatars, but recently five individuals were reported missing across the continent. This alone is not unusual, but what is causing concern is the fact that the Autobots avatars match the missing individuals down to every detail except voice and mannerism.

In light of this, [Redacted] was called upon to give a statement in regard to the situation and what it means.

Statement begins.]

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Holoforms? I suppose it would make sense for my kin to begin using them now that they have largely adapted to your planet and overall culture. My kind have always been fond of trying to blend in as much as possible on whatever worlds and with races they interact with. Its not even required half the time, but they do it instinctually. I suppose it is because blending in decreases chances of being killed, or it might even be a side effect of the T-cog. Whatever the case, it shows that they are settling in and preparing to act more boldly.

I will begin with a bit of history before I explain everything else.

To start, the idea of a holoform was not devised until the golden age when the empire struck out across the stars. Before that age we were content on our homeworld and had no need for holoforms to communicate. However as we spread and our empire grew, we found that even our adaptation couldn't make up for the impression our frames gave. Thus we searched for a way to make speaking with other races easier when our adaptation failed to suffice.

Much like T-cogs, our holoforms are not something we are forged with. No, the ability to create a holoform comes from an upgrade given to diplomatic units, or at least it was before the war. Now the upgrade is so common as to be given to every unit able to receive it. As for what the upgrade does? It allows up to process data on organic and inorganic material through a special series of... functions that we use to understand what we are processing on a base level. I do not believe it would be wise to elaborate further-

... I do not believe explaining the details would do you any good. It's not pretty by any means-

Fine... if you must know... just be warned that its a rather touchy thing for you organic types. The last group who learned very nearly waged war over the subject. I suppose it doesn't matter much now, you couldn't fight back against my kin even if you wanted to. At full strength, they could destroy your planet's entire structure without even devoting their full processing power to the action.

Right... we have unique nano-technology embedded alongside our processors that allows us to create a replication of what we are knowledgeable on. That means when we create holoforms we go out of our way to understand every single detail of what he are trying to replicate... inside and out. We need to pick what we are replicating apart in every conceivable sense to truly understand. We need to connect to them and see how they work, what makes them tick and function.

Those missing humans? I can tell you almost exactly what happened. It is near certain that they were specifically picked out from amongst your population for their traits and for their ability to vanish and largely be unnoticed. Looking at these files, I see a missing adult male, ex military with no family, grizzled expression and a firm build who disappeared in the woods up in Alaska. That one was likely taken by the Prime. I can already guarantee he is dead. The Prime most likely picked him out and hunted him down. At that point the male was most probably taken to whatever facility the Autobots are using and meticulously tested and taken apart until the Prime had a detailed understanding of how the male functioned.

I cannot even begin to guess what they did exactly. I have never taken a holoform, so I am unacquainted with the process. That said, it would not surprise me to learn that they dug through the male's mind until they had a detailed understanding of its functioning. It also would not be out of the ordinary for them to have slowly cut the male open to examine his biological functioning. The medic quite likely drew the process out too considering the way medics function. They are odd mecha... odd and dangerous. Whatever the case, the male is dead, along with whoever else was taken. They live on as images and facsimiles of my kin who will bear their likeness until they prove no longer useful or more data is made available.

Oh yes I can near promise you that the humans taken by the Autobots suffered and endured torment no being with pain receptors should ever face. However I would remind you that your world is covered in all sorts of your kind who can and do vanish without a trace. A few of your less useful humans perished so that the Autobots will not need to tear into your more valuable ones, at least until their medic decides to run more tests.

I would personally suggest keeping your noses out of it. The Autobots have what they want now, and if you keep clear of their machinations, you should be fine. Their acquisition of holoforms will not harm you any time soon. Now if there were a few dozen bots taking on holoforms, then I would tell you to begin gearing up for war. When that happens it generally means the empire is preparing for an invasion, but as it is, the Autobots are too weak and scattered to care about your planet in any significant manner.

Keep your head down and don't say a word. That is my advice if you want to keep of the medic's operating table.

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[Statement ends.

[Redacted]'s words... they tell us a great deal. The Autobots are a threat, that much we know. They have weapons we didn't even know of and still there is so much to be addressed. What did [Redacted] mean when they spoke of the medic? Just what the hell happened to those missing people?

...What did [Redacted] mean by invasion?

We need to ask more questions, we need to understand everything we can about these aliens if we hope to survive. Not even [Redacted] is truly safe, they are not kind, though they portray themselves as if they were. They are different than the Autobots, that much is certain, but they are not like us. I doubt they even know that with how much they try to claim to understand about us.

Agent Witwicky signing off.

Recording ends.]

#transformers #maccadam #transformers prime #the grim dark archives #statement recording #[redacted] #agent witwicky #alternate universe #rewrite of canon #cybertronian biology #grimdark #mystery #this was mainly an attempt to pass time while I get the next piece ready #hope it turned out reasonably #I take way too much joy in making things dark #this might as well be shattered glass at this point #only no one is really the good guy

[simlit]

Okay. Character Solidifying ask game. For Peia, numbers 6, 19, 22, 25, 42 and 43.

6. Did they feel rejection or affection as a child?

Affection. Peia's shyness stems more from his being, almost literally "a fish out of water", not from some past trauma. He would have grown up with many "siblings" and been very comfortable when he was home. Moving from the spirit world to the mortal realm was the trigger for a lot of his struggles, as he never really gets over that feeling of vulnerability.

19. What were your character’s deepest disillusions? In life? What are they now?

He would have seen humans as very terrible, destructive creatures, but after having spent time amongst them, he sees there are many who are not this way, and that there is just as much beauty in their world as his own.

22. Who are their friends? Lovers? ‘Type’ or ‘ideal’ partner?

The most important person in his life to date is Xiaoming, who acts mostly as his mentor. He sees him very much as a guide, a big brother who shields him and keeps him safe. He enjoys Irellian's companionship as they share an elemental nature, so he feels, to a certain extent, that they are kin. Peia has never had any kind of romantic experiences or attachments before. He's quite youthful in that way, and somewhat naïve. He may not recognize romantic feelings for what they are without having someone help him to better understand them. But I see him as demisexual. He would have to form a very close emotional bond and deep friendship with someone first. Traits he would value highly, or would see as ideal in a partner would certainly be gentleness, and a love of living things. But he also greatly admires strength, both physically and emotionally. Self-assured people and very intelligent people would be just as fascinating to him, and he is most suited to a person who can fill that role of protector and/or caretaker. Not part of the question but additional headcanon, Peia's love language would also be acts of service, in a very domestic/maternal way. Cooking, cleaning, taking care of their partner, being very attentive to their physical needs, health and mental wellbeing. Simple shows of affection such as waiting at the door when they arrive home, treating their belongings tenderly, and being very diligent/obedient as a way of gaining affirmation, but also to show that he respects them. So, I should say also someone who is not afraid to give compliments as they would go very far with Peia. He really needs to hear that he is a good boi lmao.

25. What are their hobbies and interests?

As previously mentioned, he liked to play instruments, he'd love music in general, also gardening and learning to care for plants as well as their purposes. And of course, his deep love of water. He would thrive near water, and be very sickly too far from it. He loves being outside, at the very least, being close to nature in some capacity. In my canon he upkeeps a water temple, maintaining the shrine makes him happy and makes him feel closer to the spirits.

42. What does your character want most? What do they need really badly, compulsively? What are they willing to do, to sacrifice, to obtain?

I wouldn't say he has something he deeply wants to obtain. Rather, I think his greatest wish is simply to live in peace. He desperately craves safety and security, and since he is naturally a very skittish person, he can be made anxious easily. it can be quite damaging to his spirit and he can even become ill if stressed. So being able to have a calm environment where he can feel safe and protected is the most important thing for him.

43. Does your character have any secrets? If so, are they holding them back?

No, not secrets. Though, it takes times to build up trust with him, once someone has it, he would be open to sharing most anything about himself if they asked.

#jade babbles #ask game #ec: peia #ok new banner now #no-lifing at now 2:30AM #I am sure I will not regret this tomorrow whatsoever

[the-tired-adventurer]

"She Who Last Saw The Stars

"She who first saw the stars"

The main and only actual goddess in my dnd.

Backstory:

Long ago before time, before the stars even existed two races existed in the never ending abyss, one who only ever knew peace and magic and the other swallowed in hate, the Corrupts as they are now known as wanted to be the only one and so they devised a plan. The corrupts would kill their other half, the Jxulx (translates to peace) had not been prepared and where almost instantly wiped out in the first wave, only few still stood and even less had been unharmed. The peace they once had was shattered, the once quite abyss was now filled with the wails of destroyed family's and the crunching of broken bodies, the once happy and joyful home of the Jxulx was smeared in their blood.

The Jxulx gathered anything that they could use as a weapon and tried to rebel against the Corrupts, the Jxulx now blinded by rage and sorrow for their dead, went to attack the Corrupts but it went horribly, they had only been able to take down a few of the Corrupts (The corrupts took up a tradition of killing the weak among them so there was only a few of them that was left.) as they had expected this and stood ready, annihilating the Jxulx, only one had been left standing, scared and traumatised she stood in the flames of her dead in, her mind raced with what she had just witnessed, her life flashed before her, looking, searching for something to save her and only one thing stood out, a taboo ritual, she gathered her remaining strength and let the chant spew out her mouth as she made her kins bones into a staff, she held the staff above her head and start to desperately scream the chant, the Corrupts had laughed at first before they screamed.

She turned the dead bodies of her kin into what we now know as stars, the light was blinding and it burned the Corrupts, seven of them lashed out and attempted to attack her but the heat of the stars only grew, the seven Corrupts slashed and clawed at her but it was no use as she kept dodging and running, they chased her all across the universe till the had ended up in an area far from the stars and other Corrupts, the last Jxulx desperately did all she could and came out victorious in the process she had gouged ones eye out and turned it into the sun and had made the other planets on accident (she pointed the staff in the wrong direction). Once the battle was done she looked at all the stars and was horrified to see, she was the last of her kind, she may have pushed the remaining Corrupts back but at what cost?

She spent many cycles regaining her strength and looked at the 7 Corrupts bodies that she had clumped into a ball, out of sheer loneliness she took her staff once again and purified the corpses as best as she could, she turned their bones into the stone of the Earth, their flesh the ground and their blood into water, she made creatures out of the things she use to draw as a child and soon this new home of hers became liveable.

The air was sweet and there was no longer the deafening silence... but she was still lonely, she had no one to talk to, no one to share her home with and so she slumped back into her depression, the creatures she created grew more and more concerned about her as the days went by, eventually one of the creatures she had named birds came to her carrying her staff of bones, once again did her eyes have that bright sheen that they missed, the woman picked up her staff for the very last time and created the races, elves came first, she had made them look as close to her people whilst still letting them be different in their own ways, she had created sea elves, light elves, wood elves (multiple sub-types of wood elves) and dark elves, she had created the other races after that over the time-span of many days - filling the world with unique individuals sadly this came at a cost, taking lives was easy but making them meant she had to sacrifice pieces of her own soul to make them but she could careless she had filled the world and her creations loved her, they knew her as the Mother, eventually she became to weak to continue to exist and so she had 'passed away' (she didn't actually she only fell into a coma under the Earth), her children mourned her but life carried on, they built civilisations, made bibles that got muddled and caught in mistranslation over time.

Eventually over time the Corrupts baneful energy risen once more, creating monsters out of her sweet creatures and children, this is why the guilds where made, too keep her hard work forever safe, so that she may live in our hearts forever more.

(I wrote this very, very late, no caffeine at all and I will not bother to edit it, get out of my cooch)

(https://meiker.io/play/15623/online.html this is what I used to make her)

#dnd character #dnd #Oc #Goddess oc #Lore #dnd lore #I wonder if my players will fucking listen to the lore #i have a love hate relationship with my players #backstory #character #star oc

[a-flaming-idiot]

BNA Fakemon

Totnuki

The Rowdy Pokémon

Type: (Dark)

Abilities: Friend Guard/Runaway HA: Moxie

Height: 1′04

Weight: 28 lbs

"A high-energy pokemon with a coat of stretchy fur that protects it from attacks. Due to its stretchy coat, it often doesn't realize how rough it plays, causing it to chase away its playmates. It is not recommended for new trainers"

"A pokemon known to often get excited and play overly rough with other small pokemon. It is often said by experienced trainers that if one can find Totnuki the proper playmate to balance out its excitability it will thrive. It is extremely protective of those close to it."

Etymology: Tot - Tanuki

Evolves after the use of a Dusk Stone

Valkyruki

The Protective Pokemon

Type: (Dark/Fighting)

Abilities: Friend Guard/Stretchy Fur HA: Moxie

Height: 4′03

Weight: 132 lbs

"Though its limbs appear thin it holds the strength to turn brick walls to dust with a single strike. It is often mistaken for being able to fly due to its incredible jumping ability and wing-like fur. It has an extremely protective nature and is willing to even use dirty tactics to protect others."

"Its stretchy fur coat acts similar to armor, protecting it in battles to protect its friends. It will fight fiercly if it get a single hint its friends may be in danger. Old legends say that a human woman who begged to have the power to protect those close to her became the first Valkyruki."

Stretchy Fur: “The user cannot be hurt by entry hazards, contact damage, or not very effective attacks.”

Signature Move: Fur Reflect - 100 Accuracy - Status - “The user protects itself with its strong fur coat. Any status moves that hit it will be reflected back onto the opponent.”

Etymology: Valkyrie - Tanuki

Mellowpine

The Mellow Pokemon

Type: (Fairy)

Abilities: Cute Charm/Inner Focus HA: Dazzling

Height: 1′02

Weight: 20 lbs

"A small fox pokemon known for its relaxed disposition and preference to happily enjoy the moment. Despite this, it has a powerful voice that can disorient others that Mellowpine uses to deter enemies. It takes much pride in its own voice."

"An extremely relaxed pokemon with a powerful voice. Though able to knock an adult human off their feet, Mellowpine's voice is also able to impart a similar mellow temperament onto others, bringing down even the rowdiest pokemon."

Etymology: Mellow - Vulpine

Evolves with the use of a Shiny Stone

Vulperatic

The Songstress Pokemon

Type (Fairy/Psychic)

Abilities: Cute Charm/Bewitching Voice HA: Dazzling

Height: 6'1

Weight: 176 lbs

"A dazzling pokemon with a voice that can both soothe a rampaging Tyranitar and send an Agron flying. It wraps its fluffy tail around its throat to protect its voice. Though appearing relaxed and distant it loves attention both from an audience and close friends."

"Possessing a powerful voice this pokemon keeps enemies away with its cries that can shatter stone. Old legends tell of a human woman who when asking for the chance to achieve her dreams and to never be forgotten was turned into the first Vulperatic."

Bewitching Voice: “Any sound-based moves used by the user gains a 10% chance to paralyze, infatuate, confuse, or put the opponent to sleep.”

Signature Move: Psycho Song - 90 Power, 100 Accuracy Special: “The user sings a powerful song that scrambles the mind of the opponent. 10% to confuse the opponent.”

Shiny Forms

So yeah, wanted to combine one of my favorite series (And focus of this blog) with pokemon. So I turned Nazuna and Michiru into a pair of pokemon lines. Took a bit and was basically a chance to practice with my new tablet but I had tons of fun. Also just cause they’re the main characters and kind of OP in canon, I gave them some OP abilities for the fun of it. Also wanted to include the girls’ human origins in a very pokemon way. A kin to Kadabra or a bunch of ghost pokemon’s dex entries.

I may go and make some more of the main cast into pokemon but besides that, hope you liked the fakemon.

#bna #fakemon #pokemon #michiru kagemori #nazuna hiwatashi #brand new animal #BNA: Brand New Animal #my art #fanart #digital art #Flame Draws

[lichdragon-fortissax]

A pretty complex headcanon-story regarding the omen twins that might as well be a fanfic but I got really attached to it and besides it has some canonical support: (tw mentions of violence committed against a child)

1. Despite not gaining wings until 2nd phase, Mohg's base model does have little "wing nubs" but no tail. This seems to go hand in hand with omen being at least to an extent, connected with the crucible aspects of horns (all omen), tails (morgott) and wings (mohg). regardless though, did he have wings as a child? where would they have gone?

2. There are at least 4 illusions (5 if mohg, the omen is his truly) made by morgott in game that act as bosses. Two of them are his alias as margit, one is the godfrey shade, and the final one is the fell omen twins, on the way to the divine tower of morgott and mohg. i feel like the comparison is pretty clear here. You absolutely cannot convince me morgott didn't place them there as a stand in for himself and his brother.

3. finally. the fell omen twins upon defeat drop summonable ashes - of rollo, the first omenkiller. normally ashes are placed in places where they were buried, like the catacombs... but it seems rollo was refused this "honor".

so my theory is: mohg was captured as a child omen by rollo himself, and his wings were cut off. later on morgott, perhaps when he gained power in leyndell, took revenge by killing him and refusing him an honorable erdtree burial, both because he started the entire practice, and for what he did to his brother.

YO I NEVER MADE THE CONNECTION BETWEEN THE FELL TWINS AND ROLLO, I THOUGHT THAT THEY WERE JUST OMEN GUARDS THAT HAPPENED TO HAVE THE ASHES FOR GAMEPLAY REASONS

But honestly? I can see it. Rollo was the first Omenkiller who apparently had to drink emotion-tempering draughts to do what he did, because the original goal of the perfumers other than normal doctors was to try to 'heal' the Omen and Misbegotten of their less favorable attributes- a mission that they seem to have undertook with genuine passion and empathy, if Perfumer Tricia was any indicator. But that desire wouldn't have been met well with Omen like Mohg who are actually proud of what they are, and the size and strength of such Omen would mean that they'd need to be kept under control to prevent rebellion, aka chained in the Shunning-Grounds or killed. Mohg would have been the exact type of Omen to be labeled as too dangerous to try to salvage + put on the kill list, but because he's of royal blood, killing him wouldn't have been an option. So docking his wings- limbs that not only made escape capable, but would also be extremely dangerous in a fight- was the next option. Said docking would have also primed him to hate the Golden Order even more, and would have made him an even easier target for the Formless Mother to manipulate, as she could give them back to him in exchange for his unquestioning loyalty

Also, something that's worthy to note is that apparently Morgott has bones on his model's back that look like they'd be oddly-placed wings, even if there's no actual sculpt for them. They're in roughly the same place that a Leonine Misbegotten might have theirs, so not quite functional, but it does make me think that me think that he was originally intended to have wings as well. Maybe he had them, just like his brother, but both of them had them docked when young to prevent escape. Morgott probably didn't care too much about this, bc he hates himself for being an Omen anyways, but Mohg certainly would have been heartbroken by such cruelty, and Morgott would have responded in kind. As much of an Erdtree-hugger as he is in canon, we can see from the Omen that have been armed in the Shunning-Grounds and the army slave Omen who have been carefully cloaked and tucked in less-dangerous areas that he does try to care for his kin. Such cruelty against his own twin would have resulted in retribution against Rollo, even if he was incapable of stopping the rise of the Omenkillers altogether.

#this would also make a banger fanfic ngl #elden ring #mohg lord of blood #morgott the omen king #also ngl i get the feeling that morgott actually fought quite a bit for more fair treatment under the golden order #but was unable to get very far without endangering himsel #f #bc for all the religious trauma he has #his loyalty seems to be focused specifically on the erdtree and his family's ties to it rather than the golden order itself #masterhewg #reply

[uchiha-7thsingularity]

Rime a Stepdad (ft.MC)

Did not proofread. Wanted to do this one for a while. This fic is all over the place. On Spring break. Shitshow all the way. Relish daddy rime!

Daddy Varela!? Deer stud became a papi??!! DILF??!akdjkksjjjsks…. What? How? Him? 😳 Well he knows the "How" part. And besides his bed manners surpassed your expectations. Ahem. Anyhow, you said something? Oh…ah….you're not pregnant. You have a kid/kids but from a previous relationship. Yep. That makes more sense.

Congratulations, you look horrendous in white anyway. The jig is up MC. "R-Rime!!" Kidding. Am I?.... *flock his white tinted nose*

Establishing your relationship with rime can be three scenarios. First can be straight-up enemies but one day he sees you with anisa talking in the courtyard on her shift. She giggles hair poofed at whatever nonsense you said to make her show her fangs. He gets a bit closer overhearing your two's chatter. "I can't imagine how you do it, MC?" "I make do as I go along. It's challenging but I love them to the moon and back!" Wrinkling his nose at your lady's talk he peaks from behind the wall to see a picture on your….box thing. Rectangle tool. Earth garbage. (Of course, you're in the photo but another/others appears next to you with a smile) "Being a single parent is brutal. I just hope I can get home to them again before they notice I'm gone. They just turned….!" "Aw!" Walking off you leave rime to be dumbfounded at the brutal truth he wished he hadn't heard. His whole goal is to wipe your existence from the planet. Now his scarred chest flares up aching with every breath he inhales through his flared nostrils. Jaw tight and back hitting the pillars his muscles constrict on themselves like a coiled serpent. Skin heated at the tips of his fingers he curses his mortality for tugging at his melted heart strings. "Damn it all!!" He despise you. Even so, his new goal is getting you home quickly to be rid of your ugly mug. 

Second and third stage is beneficial adversaries to tough love friends to potential lovers.

Will ask questions and concerns. You tell him things here and there. Like their favorite hobbies or likes and dislikes. Nervous. Super nervous of their impression of him. Especially if you told them the backstory of how you met. Man needs a drink. When he does meet them for the first time is surprised at their enthusiasm. Your kin flaunt to him for his features. And his height. Climb him. Babies squealing for him to hold them. Kids will ask HIM questions on his magic. Teens just shrug and nod at him chiming in when he talks to them. Instant connection. Man is relieved. 

Personally, his family history is tainted. In hindsight, he's the type to be difficult with children altogether. In time he bends the knee for them to rain terror on their enemies. Which he becomes their dark knight. 

If you adopted he isn't surprised of your kindness and love. It's the idea of you not being able to conceive that makes him want to hug you close murmuring reassurance that you are a great parent no matter how burnt out you are. 

If they're your own he admires the strength you have to carry a person/ person's for nine months. Unless they were born early or late. Then he sometimes rubs your stomach scar if you got a c-section to kiss your cheek with a sly grin. "Hello, indestructible!"

From newborns to toddlers, he is out of bound to this paternal instinct thing. Definitely not a clue what to do in this situation. In time he asked you in the roundabout way of your kin. "MC! They keep reaching for my antlers make them stop!" "They are just curious rime." Huff's and complains but over time gets used to their touch. Small hands and toes. Diaper changing makes him ill. Disappers for a minute to warm the bottle up and hears the baby/babies cry and immediately returns to hear them stop. Walks out again to hear them scream their lungs out. "Give me a break! I'm just a man!" 

I have a feeling for kids age 3-10 he plays fetch with them and MC tells him to actually engage in playtime. "Their not dogs. Skips rocks with them or tell them to play outside." "How was I suppose to know that they can handle advance topics at their age." (Child/children tug his skirt) ".....What now?" *holds up the stick* "AGAIN!!" Looks to MC with a raised eyebrow. "Hhmm, see they know the basic hands on activity." "Your ridiculous." "I'm a genius."

Teenagers vs rime. He let's them sneak out the tower sometimes. When he scolds them he secretly buys praises their mischief, cleverness with sweets. Vibe all day long. Outfits on point. And insults on blast. If caught by guards he pretends not to know them until they are kicked out  or banned. "You got caught….HOW!!?" "Look on the bright side." "...Bright side?" "MC loves me/us more than you so forgiveness is key." Chases them around a merchants table as they laugh at his attempts to catch them. They make silly faces at him all day long till MC and Felix comes along to scold them. 🤪😝😗🥴. Rime finally tackling them and tickling them to the point of tears escaping them. "Yield or suffer!" *cough* gasp *sputter* "n-n-n…never!!" 

 When the children fall sick he is by their bedside checking their fever and cooing silly stories to them. Reads to them with illusions. Cooks rarely but does it when they ask for his meals. 

Plays hide and seek with them with sage and tulsi till they lose them. Then he'll breaks lose as all three panic and tell at each other.

Elowen just swishes her tail at the fools looking under the mess halls table with giggling troublemakers. "Spin three times and quack like a duck. Then slap yourself. The kids might appear." "Listen feline we are NOT doing that." "Fine get yelled at by MC"..." What was the first thing you said again Ellie" "Tulsi!!" "What!"

Buys them endless clothes and jewels. Gets their ears pierced.

One day they go up to him and ask if they can call him "dad" he runs into a door. Talks with MC for hours and hours till he goes up to them and approves. Ruffles their hair. Prefers to be called dad, pa, father, and so on. 

Drops them off to their biological guardian (your ex) to keep that bond. God knows his relationship with his parents are none existent. If you are a widow will celebrate the anniversary with the kids to remember the happy times. Just wants you and them to be happy. 

Doesn't diminish their relationships platonically or romantic. Respects their own choices and gives them honest advice. Never lies to them.

One day you all hang out and he notices you've all fell asleep and couldn't be happier how is life turned out. Grateful. Loved. And adored. He is in heaven.

#fictif #last legacy #rime solano varela #rime varela #fictif rime #last legacy rime #gender neutral s/o #found family

[siderealxmelody]

The waters cascaded down the rocks, spraying the cooling mist at the bottom as it flowed away from the pool and deeper into the forests. The waterfalls had become their place, somewhere which was private and where they had often fled to. Walking out into this wilds of the duchy had become their tradition, one she understood the more she had began to learn his own secrets.

Yet it seemed there were more she didn’t know. Had she been cruel and acted oblivious to what he wanted? Had she pushed him aside thinking she knew what was right? She hated the lack of bond from not yet completing their Mating Ceremony, she hated not feeling him. She also refused to use her own Daemintri powers on him.

Raelyn secured her horse, moving across the wildflowers that filled the area. She quietly sat down upon the ground by his feet, her eyes looking up at him before she leaned to rest against his side. She picked at some of the flowers and began to wove them together, her fingers needing something to do.

“Speak to me, I misread something didn’t I?”

"How will we make it not Hewn? How will we - how will I keep them from destroying everything your family has built?"

He turned to look down at her his fingers twitching.

"They - I've been to places where Changelings rule Raelyn. It's not - it's not even violence. It's a completely different set of expectations and rules. The City of Ghezen is - it's legendary in the Isle of Heart. It's brutal, fae and witches are kept enslaved and -"

He exhaled and looked back to her. His eyes dark.

"I liked it when I was there. It - it was feeling. There's a council but it doesn't enforce much beyond general disputes. The - it was freeing Raelyn. But I don't - I don't want you to love like that. After I ran it was nice. It was nice to throw myself into that and only worry about myself for a few years. To get that out of my system. But the - that isn't a life for children, for softness. Changelings take and take and will burn this place to the ground. I want to bring some of my kin here but I don't - I don't trust them. I don't trust me to be the same person I am with you. I don't want to be like them. I haven't gone to the Citadels have you heard of them? Achlys started them. A place to be trained and commune. I've met some of those who flunked out. They're - they're broken but fiercly loyal to those who protected them. I can't - my kind isn't soft and gentle. They'll never respect the vision you want."

He turned back to the waterfall, hearing the absence of Eshkar's family now. This close to one of their burrow entrances. He felt for him even if Eshkar would have clawed at his eyes if he said anything about it.

"We aren't the same. You mourn an idealized version of your family. I mourn the monsters they made me into what I am. We are not the same Fergus."

"I don't know why you keep insisting on indulging the Changelings. They - you're strong but it's a different type of strength then just power and violence. Asteri never understood that. It's a code, a loyalty to the family above everything else. Sounds good in theory but I've seen them leave their children or mates to die for their family. I don't want that stain here. I thought I could help them, I thought I could find those who were shunted and make something different. You saw how that went. Eshkar is happy to stay for Eldora but he will neber bow to me or you. He's an Heir it's -"

He pinched the bridge of his nose closing his eyes.

"I don't see a way for a world where Changelings and everyone else gets along. Even if it's something I dream about."

#luxmaeastra

[taeyamayang]

Hi I’m Nish, I wanted to join the 365 days matchup event. I like Tokyo revengers. Thanks so much!

Personality: INTJ 3w4. I tend to act very arrogantand cocky as a defense mechanism. I don't like being vulnerable with people because it's not their job to worry about my problems. I come across very calm and collected and people rely on me for advice but can't let myself depend on anyone. I'm really analytical and am good at finding loopholes and working around problems under pressure. I'm not good with emotional support and can come across a little cold because of that. Under everything I think I'm very kind but feel like I burden people with my presence a lot of times. I have a hard time relaxing or enjoying things because I've been conditioned to always consider how it will look on mine and my family's reputation. I'm a perfectionist and hold myself to very high standards. I look intimidating but I'm actually just socially awkward and suck at small talk (because it seems kind of pointless to me). My love language is giving gifts but I'm not sure what my love language to receive is.

Hobbies/Likes: I love fashion and I've been a model since I was 14, I used to do pageants as a kid, I make my own music and music is probably the thing I love the most. It's really what I use to process the world so music is definitely the way to my heart. I can't play any instruments but I can sing and do digital music production. (I've always wanted to be in a rock band) I'm a good artist but I don't like doing it on a deadline (I took an AP art class back in high school and didn't draw for 2 years after it cuz I hated being forced to draw. It's like when something you like becomes a chore) I've gotten back into drawing recently tho. I've also been doing martial arts since I was 7 + fencing. I'm good at chess and poker and made money from playing/betting on games when I was younger. I also love reading.

Dislikes: Misogyny (when people especially men undermine my intelligence and experience and end up making a mistake I warned them about only for them to listen when another man repeats the same thing l've been saying since the beginning), big egos with nothing to back it up, people who can't keep up with me (I wouldn't want to be in a relationship with someone whose hand I have to hold all the time. They need to be on the same level/wavelength as me and not drag me down), being a coward and not standing up for your own beliefs/motives, people that are way too nice (whoever I end up with has to have a mean streak because it shows they are able to take action when needed), being self absorbed and not considering the consequences of your actions. People who have a moral superiority complex that think they're better than me for not wanting to break rules to get what they want. People who can't take responsibility for what they do (Everything I do is on purpose so even if it's a bad thing I'll admit to it because whatever happens as a result is no one's problem but my own). Although I will say there's sometimes an exception to these things depending on the person and situation.

My main highest kins are Mikey (TR), Ran Haitani (TR) Vanitas (VNC), Kaguya Shinimiya (Love is war), xiao(Genshin), Yurio (yuri on ice), Vil (twisted wonderland). I’ll send selfies through DM.

alright, first of all when i read your info i had already have two men to match you up with and when i saw you selfie i got sooo excited cos i think i matched you up right !!

btw thanks for joining the event. i hope you enjoy this ♡

draken: draken is the type not to force you into something you're uncomfortable with. i'd say between the two of you he'd be more vocal about his emotions so i think he will balance the you of out but at the same i don't think he's the type to crave/ask for attention or affection which is good bc from what i picked from what you said, sometimes you come across as cold. also, what's good about him is he views individuals through their strengths which is a good match for you bc from the things you told me i assumed that you wouldn't want to be treated as a soft person which a partner has to constantly look out for and that's how draken is. he trusts in the abilities of the people close to him loke how he trusts mikey and takemichi. physically, damn you both look hot together and i'm talking about (sorry to compare you both to dogs, i tried ok) model poodles walking down a runway. you both look untouchable and i would definitely use you both as a shield when someone comes up to me to pick a fight. overall, i do think you're a good match for draken if you want someone who can understand you without the burden of explaining all the time and if you want a partner who supports with whatever you pursue bc he trusts you.

ran haitani: ok, first off. i had ran in my mind before i finished reading your entry and boy i was shock when you kin him. right off the bat you give me haitani vibes so why not put their last name name after your first name, right? kidding, but srsly tho i think the two of you will be a match bc you two are alike. who says opposites attract when you can date a person who understands you completely which saves you both the burden of conflicts? i bet ran is the type to say things that may seem like it's out of proportion but pulls it off easily (hot). i can see you both debating on what is morally right and wrong but in the end you both agree on the gray area, that in some situations morals depends on context. i think you both will have a good and healthy relationship and probably the type of comments you get when people ask who you are dating will be like, "it makes sense", "i can totally see it", or "no doubts they ended up together."

ㅡbtw you both have the eldest child vibes lmao

m.list | tr.list | 365 DAYS EVENT

#tokyo revengers #tokyo rev matchups #tokyo rev events #tokyo rev #draken #ran haitani #draken matchup #ran haitani match up #tokyorev draken #tokyorev ran #pea.event

[rantsintechnicolor]

the haunted mummy of perdeaux manor, episode 3

The footman burst through the door, breathless. “Young Mr. Perdeaux is arriving. Lord Perdeaux’s ship is arrived in port. Carts are to arrive ahead of the storm this afternoon.” 

Mrs. Chessick turned to flush Rebecca out of the kitchen to greet her brother. But she had already jumped out of her chair. She rushed up the corridor to the stairs. She was reaching for the handle when her brother opened the door.

John looked down on her. He stepped back so she could come out of the stairwell and inspected her appearance. “Sister. Have you been dressing yourself?” he sneered. Their father taught him how to feel superior, but teaching him to hide that feeling was something that did not take. Or perhaps he just liked torturing his sister. 

“Yes, John. I’ve been dressing myself for years now. I’m not a child anymore. Good morning to you, too.” Her cheeks colored. 

“You always have this rumpled look when you come from below stairs.” His wink was not kind. She was almost sure he had just called her a whore. And maybe she was, though not the way he implied. “We really do need to marry you off. I’ll talk to our cousin Henry and fix it right up. I know you’ve always liked him.” 

She didn’t think her cheeks could burn hotter, but they did. She had always felt something for Henry, and hated that her brother used that knowledge to tease her. 

He saw her color and laughed at her discomfort. “In other news, this is my friend, George Mayweather.” 

Another wave of mortification that made her wish she could melt into the floor like wax swept through her as her brother stepped aside to reveal a man who was witness to the entire exchange and multiple humiliations at the hands of her kin. He was most certainly her brother’s type, and easily one of the most beautiful young men she had ever seen. His dark curls still squashed from his riding hat and his clothes spattered with the road from their ride. Though slightly shorter than her brother, he stood straighter with more poise than she had seen in most men his age. While he had a straight nose and strong jaw, there was a fresh, boyish quality in his face with cheeks made rosy from the crisp morning ride. His green eyes met her gaze with an expression of shock. Was he as disgusted at the sight of her as her brother? 

“George, this is my unfortunate sister, Rebecca. She’s completely spoiled and backwards. She doesn’t appreciate her social position and spends too much time below stairs with the servants. We hope to marry her off to one of our cousins. She’ll at least be valuable for keeping our property in the family.” Tears pricked behind Rebecca’s eyes to be thought of as such a tool, but this final statement of her brother’s lit an angry fire in her belly. It gave her the strength to at least meet the gaze of the stranger, though she found his eyes too intense and dropped them instead to his ear.

George attempted a smile when he addressed her. “How do you do, Miss Perdeaux?” he managed to say as he bowed. 

She found her voice a few more heart beats later than a normal greeting. “How do you do, Mr. Mayweather?” She mumbled and curtsied.

“Well, that’s done,” said John dismissively. “Rebecca. If you would be so kind as to find Mrs. Chessick and have her get a room ready for George. Oh, and Henry is arriving later in the afternoon. Meanwhile, I’ll show George around the house. Shall we, George.” He spun away from her, throwing out an arm around George’s shoulders and guiding him down the gallery toward the billiards room and the library. 

She dropped her head and squeezed her eyes shut to keep from sobbing and screaming. She didn’t see George glance back at her. Nor did she hear him take John to task for the abominable way he treated his sister. John made another disparaging remark about her worth and continued with the tour while George silently considered the character of his new friend.

#when your brother embarrasses you in front of new people #what a jerk #writing #historical fiction

[dramaticshcwcase]

Man I really do want to answer all the flicker questions but my memory is so iffy that I can't remember most of the flickers I've had. I flicker from almost everything I engage with to some extent...

I think for #2 it would be Yuuta from that one Enstars fangame specifically. It's so niche. Has anyone else ever flickered from it? I have no idea. I was just consumed by such intense guilt for what happened during it that even now, years later, it still feels iffy listening to one of 2wink's songs because of a part it played in the fangame. And it lasted a week, which is actually on the short side when it comes to most of my more-intense flickers, it was just... a very vivid week.

For #4, maybe Shun Tsukiuta? Like I also had a kintype crisis with him before it became more of a temporary soulbond situation (or. something like that. I don't even know at this point) because he's like, a demon in a human body, kind of, who remembers his past lives and those he loved in them; his whole situation is very kin-like, to be honest.

For #5, the Red King. If you know you know. But it was a pretty distressing flicker to have because of the type of media it's from, where I was genuinely concerned how I'd process and discuss it if it ended up not being a flicker, and what categories it fit in exactly.

For #12, possibly Aki ZENO...? I'm waffling on whether it's a good answer or not. I do think we're quite similar, in that we can both be quiet and analytical, and very excitable and have a love for examining living beings, yet also sometimes don't consider our own well-being when we're trying to help others. And have a questionable taste in clothing.

For #15, probably Izaya. I still don't understand if he's a fictotype or not. It's complicated and very long-lasting in my brain, recurring and often in the background. For now I've tentatively labeled whatever's going on with him as a constel, but... I seriously don't know. Izaya could probably also double as an answer to #8.

But also? #15 could be almost every flicker I've had. I get intense kintype crises for flickers due to their strength.

I guess I'll add onto this if I can remember any of the other flickers I've had that would fit the prompts... My memory is failing me.

#loveletter.txt

[hanaphammoln]

(This alternate universe is inspired by the original Undertale by TobyFox

Underswap by PopcornPr1nce

Outertale by 2mi127

Futuretale by Rain149)

Find The Mood(FTMTale)

Once upon a time, there were two species on Earth: humans and monsters. Both live in harmony with each other, monsters favor strength and humanity favors wisdom. At first, the two seemed to get along well, but humanity was still afraid that the magical power of monsters might later dominate the world, so the elders gathered to discuss destroying monsters as well as finding them. Deep understanding of the kind of natural power that monsters possess.

Gaster - A monster whose intelligence and sharp intuition helped him guess people's intentions, he quickly tried to secretly create his own tools that could leave Earth and go to another place. somewhere that humans cannot find. Although he is very knowledgeable, he needs someone who can assist. Fortunately, a close human friend of his did not agree with the destruction of monsters and he believed that it stemmed from the selfishness and jealousy of the elders. He assisted Gaster a lot in finding fuel and creating short, simple magic formulas that were easy to understand. This surprised Gaster that humanity's intelligence and ability to learn is so good. He was also somewhat worry about human, but when he looked at his best friend, he let that thought go because of his friend sincere enthusiasm. For a long time after preparing everything, Gaster was afraid of war and had not yet prepared a way to retreat, so he did not inform Asgore, the noble king of monsters. Surely everything was fine, Gaster immediately informed his king.

Gaster: My king and queen, humans are afraid of our power. They are planning to break out uprisings to destroy what they fear.

Asgore angrily slammed his hand on the throne, frowned, stood up straight and shouted loudly.

Asgore: WHY IS THAT SO UNREASONABLE? WE MUST MAKE THIS CLEAR!

Toriel: Honey, wait a minute. If it's hot, it will cause war, costing so many innocent lives. Why don't we come to the discussion table?

.....The war broke out, although the magical power of the monsters was great, but with the magnanimity and strong solidarity of humanity, the monsters side was brought to a dead end... brought down into a pit. deep (the place to hide the spaceship that Gaster has prepared). Gaster's mouth muttered:

Gaster: 1

Human Mage: Kamrcha'dro ra

Gaster: 2

Human mage: Miloen'kro la samqra chre kin-

Gaster: 3

The spaceship suddenly flew away, with much surprise from humans and monsters. Everyone was surprised, the monsters were frozen by this shock. Asgore understood why Gaster didn't stop him, Toriel was still angry with Asgore for not listening to her and having to create a meaningless war. The spaceship flies in space, not knowing where it will stop...

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Frisk - a robot that is considered the hope of humans when they gradually lose their own emotions, scientists research and send them to space so they can find a certain planet. there is some life that can give them the emotions they are slowly running out of. (Frisk is the seventh robot that contains the fuel of determination.)

Because people are increasingly delving deeper into technology, their scientific passions help them have a treasure trove of achievements that create outstanding digital technology. The more popular AI becomes, the more humans are replaced by robots. It seems that there are only a few left and they yearn to rediscover emotions and come up with the idea of creating "emotional fuels" as described in books. It was helpful at first but it seems they need something more real than artificial. Created 6 AI each in turn with each type of fuel: patience, brave, integrity, perseverance, kindness, justice but they disappeared and did not contact them when they left Earth not long ago so the The type used the last remaining fuel determination to send one more time.

The monster's side after they boarded the spaceship and went to another planet (unknown) but due to this new environment they had to change to adapt. The first time the ship landed, everyone was in the ship and tried to get a rock sample from that planet. Gaster and his assistants researched creating a type of energy when testing from a rock sample from that planet. They successfully developed a new energy called selium that can adapt to any place and any environment. The king, queen, and people were all happy to start building a world of their own, a world where they no longer had to fear being betrayed by humans.

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The 6 AI that arrived here were not destroyed but due to some errors while researching their journey. All AI as well as the fuel are carefully stored in Alphys's experimental basement. They are being placed in the charging frame as well as "something" that is in need of repair.

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Gaster's human best friend sent Gaster his child when the human jury found that he had betrayed humans. So he asked Gaster to raise that little child, telling him to take good care of the child and name Chara. Gaster also invited him to join the spaceship to leave earth, but he refused. He argued that he could convince, he loved the baby, so he sent his most trustworthy friend to take care of him when he fell into an unwanted situation. Gaster held the child tightly in his arms, remembering his memories and that of humanity.

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It was so happy because at the same time the kingdom was built, Queen Toriel was pregnant and she gave birth to a baby. Asgore, the people of the kingdom all happily blessed that baby.

Asgore: Asriel, that will be the name of our little prince.

Because Gaster is a scientist close to the royal family, he is always there to support his king. Of course, the human baby and the monster prince grew up together. Both are as close as siblings, the royal family and the monsters in the kingdom both admire and trust in humans again.

They do not discriminate against that humanity, considering it as their own members. Chara has human intelligence and senses that there is a scientific era on Earth, guessing that humans are gradually being replaced by robots. Chara grew up and successfully became a member of the royal scientific research team. Thanks to her intelligence and energy, she has also invented many useful things, written books to develop this world, and also mentioned that humanity is gradually becoming extinct. Find a way to restore the "emotions" of their fellow humans. Asriel has been with Chara since childhood. He also saw some unusual symptoms in his friend. Chara's health became increasingly unstable and she was gradually dying. Always giving her friend a lot of advice, Chara seemed to reply "thank you for worrying", but continued to look back at the documents. Asriel was helpless and could only sigh. Suddenly one day he went to his friend's office to ask, but no one answered. Feeling uneasy, Asriel immediately broke the door and rushed in to see Chara collapsed on the table. He tried to wake his friend but in vain, her body was cold. In her hand she was still holding a pen. He screamed in pain and angrily, hitting everything around him and venting his anger on his friend's documents. Suddenly, a red heart flew out from his friend's body. Asriel frowned and looked at it, then accidentally touched it and the two merged. Asriel was currently filled with "Determination", he stood still for a few seconds and then smiled painfully: "So it's true that human are afraid of monsters." He was haunted by his new power, his mind in a frenzy due to the shock of Chara's death, his mind pondering why humans fear monster power. "The better way is for humanity to come into contact with monsters legitimately when they no longer have souls", Asriel made up his own mind that humans and monsters would be better friends when they no longer had souls, meaning they no longer had emotions and should be replaced using the AI that Chara had mentioned, their appearance looked real but was fake. Before he could use the power next to him, it immediately had side effects. Asriel's chest was hot, he started vomiting black liquid, "Chara is stopping me?". "Even if I die from this new energy source, even if it goes in a different direction than you, I will not give up being friends with humans." Having finished speaking, Asriel's body disintegrated into small pieces that gradually disappeared. The prince turned into iridescent particles that covered Chara's body. Soon the monsters discovered them and informed the king. Together they buried the child. The king and queen were saddened by his children in turn. The emperor's anger boiled again and he declared, "Humans have once again taken away what is mine, my beloved son. FROM NOW ON ANYWHERE IN THIS KINGDOM IS THE SHADOW OF HUMANITY THEN KILL IT IMMEDIATELY!". The Queen of course also objected to her husband's unreasonable opinion even though she was very heartbroken, "For nothing, you blame humans? How unreasonable with your hot temper! I will contradict it with you!". Certain that one day there will be interaction between humans and monsters, Toriel separated from Asgore and went their separate ways. Asgore will kill them, Toriel will protect them.

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Frisk, after each time learning to face battles with monsters, seems to have a stronger fuel of determination flowing through the robot, it begins to feel something.

In the end it was able to overcome the obstacles, reaching the king's place it showed Asgore that the humans knew their mistakes, they were now apologizing to the monsters, wanting to do get along but it's too late. The monster king was no longer impatient after all this time, he realized his mistake in hastily blaming humans. He learned to empathize and said he would help humanity return to itself, regaining their souls. At this moment Flowey suddenly appeared, coils of wire from below the surface covered all over the kingdom, "There will be no taking back the soul", "I, the prince of this kingdom will show everyone that the fuel is good much better than the fragile soul", "I will kill them all if they dare to stand in my way", after saying that it is enough to understand that Flowey took 6 fuels that Alphys stored, he drank them and then had a new power, turns into something very large but the weak point that appears is the fuel tanks. Frisk faced Photoshop Flowey again. During the battle with Photoshop Flowey, the robot took back the fuel and drank it all. Absorbing the seven fuels caused it to be about to be released, but the monsters in the kingdom did not allow it to fail, together they used their own magic to try to break the law of Photoshop Flowey's power even if only just a few seconds to help Frisk, strengthening the friendship between the two species. There's something strange about that robot. It became human and once again the war happened: humanity and monsters, but it was not for the benefit of the individual but for both. Frisk now officially saves this world as well as the emotionally exhausted humanity on Earth. In the end, Frisk defeated Photoshop Flowey, he was helpless and weak and told Frisk to finish him. But now Frisk is no longer a hollow piece of iron, they hug Flowey and warmly say: "Can you hear my breathing? I have the feeling that I can do it and you can too.", Flowey was silent, standing still for a few seconds, then pushed Frisk away and he ran away. Frisk was silent in space, they returned to the monsters- no in their minds now there were no more monsters, back to their friends. In some dark corner Flowey looked at the flowers that Asriel and Chara planted together, whispering and asking, "Chara? What kind of person am I?" Frisk suddenly appeared "No matter how bad you are, there is definitely someone who cares about you, even if you have no feelings."

Flowey was surprised because he was thinking all this time so he didn't pay attention to his surroundings, opened his eyes wide and suddenly asked: "W-Why are you-". "Frisk is right, no matter what happens, there is still someone who wants to be by your side, I'm so sorry" - Toriel walked out from behind Frisk. Asgore, Sans, Papyrus, Undyne, Alphys,... one after another, the whole kingdom emerged from the darkness surrounding Flowey. The flower looked at everything, those unapproachable eyes filled with tears. "I-I'm not everyone's Asriel, just someone who carries Asriel's wishes."

Asgore: Yes or no, you are still family to us.

Toriel: Do you accept us?

Flowey: Thank you everyone-so much.

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\\Finally, all conflicts between humans and monsters have been resolved, Frisk prepares to return to Earth by spaceship with the help of Alphys and Papyrus. Before leaving, they turned back to look at everyone, "I promise, I will invite you to visit Earth, it's just a matter of time as long as you still remember me.", everyone nodded and smiled that they believed them. Frisk boarded the spaceship and pressed the departure button, his hands gripping the chair bar as if his will was certain that he would do something and would not give up.

\\40 years later, at the scientists' office, only Papyrus was searching for documents because Alphys was busy with Undyne, the rest were missing, probably on their day off. their. A circle of light appeared, a middle-aged figure stepped out from that circle of light, Papyrus turned around and was stunned, that person said "Hello, we haven't seen each other for a long time, am I not the one who broke my promise?", Papyrus sighed and smiled, "It's been a long wait, but I'm glad you're safe." Frisk opened his arms wide, "We invite you to visit our homeland."

#undertale au

[entoman-created-by-the-tallgreys]

Just trying to pin this !

I have a lot of strange and weird dreams myself but sometimes I have really weird dreams where out of nowhere completely random I have sex with dragons. I think it's sex ? I don't know it They get really close to me and I don't know maybe I don't know what the fuck's going on, Maybe I shouldn't have said the word sex . . . The Spirit of Reptilian/Draco Surround me, 🐉🐉🐉

Or maybe they're just Raping me ? ( Anyway I'm not bad I can feel love in their spirit when they do I feel their soul and it makes me happy, They're so powers up my soul I can feel the energy from their spirit and it intensely empowers and fixes my own, to a degree until something attacks them There's a war on the other side a spiritual war and it's more than just for this way It's a massive alien and interdimensional super war )

All I know is that they say that I'm one of them.

And the background I see the great God named Draco If not just a consolation it's a super deity of the reptilian life force Think of Draco think think of multiple deities universal like personifications in a way Sentient the sonifications of a life force, And Essence !

I see the great God Draco and Draco says you are Kin, You are one with me. And all around him they are 🐍 Serpent's 🐍 and 🔥 Fire 🔥

And deep down inside I know he's telling the truth As I've always known When I was a little kid before the Grey's ! Fucked up My DN up my DNA and hid a lot of stuff they I don't know if they destroyed the DNA or just made a docile.

When I was a little kid around 9 years old with a lot of times I look in the mirror and I felt a big jolt of energy I would have the same thing you would see a reptilian with the lizard eye I'd have that I'd also have night vision.

( To this day I also do tongue flicking naturally, If something scares me I'll flick You have annoyed I flick I don't know it just comes naturally to me if I'm thinking deep I'll flick, If I'm trying to process shit I'm kind of an emotional pinch I'll flick )

I also had predatory instincts that no one around me also had and to this day I still I still Growl & Snarl and his a lot naturally It comes to me naturally there was no influence that did this.

But when I was a little kid I actually had the ability around early teens I lost an entirely to actually see completely in the dark I had perfect night vision.

I also had strength that was beyond any other kid around me and my teeth kept getting sharper and sharper and my nails start to get sharper.

AGAIN

Those little gray bastards fucked everything up for me though !

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The Gray's also had me thinking I was a fairy most of my life that I was I come from Fairyland also known as Arthropod World also has hive world !

The tall grays seriously fucked my brains up with ESP abuse to an extreme degree to where they had me thinking that I was a fairy I'm not a fucking fairy, I belong to Draco, !

I Belong to the Holy life force of a Draconians the reptilian life force the sacred life force the serpent the beginning of it all Just as the worm is the beginning of the arthropod the serpent was the beginning for the dragon Also Jurassic Park !

Also I was able to debunk most of the folklore around vampires is being nothing more than reptilians because vampires can get pregnant vampires bleed vampires do not turn into bath at the live vampires also can't turn into a myth that's another lie vampires had every predatory thing of the reptilians vampires had long surrendered claws That's not a vampire thing that's a animalistic trait that's that has nothing to do with being a vampire having long periodic claws and super speed has nothing to do with the nature of vampirism.

The fangs of a vampire are nothing more than the fangs of a snake that's why different there's different types of vampires each vampires any more than a different species of reptilian human hybrid vampires have those slit eyes so the goddamn reptilians vampires have red eyes so do a lot of reptiles a lot of reptiles have red glowing eyes or red eyes that look like they're glowing because of light refraction but some of them do have glowing red eyes because of spiritual energies.

They have super strength Again that's not it has nothing to do with vampirism super strength it's not a vampiric trait it's a trait of an animal gorillas have super strength elephants have super strength reptilians have super strength Anyone ever trying to fight a crocodile knows this thing has super strength are very high strength a hippopotamus has super strength You get my point.

On top of the fact something which is dead Is rotting in decaying If these vampires so-called vampires were really dead First off you couldn't get the damn things pregnant and they couldn't get you pregnant cuz they wouldn't have a natural flowing biological system called the body and two they would have a very critical thing which you biologically need absolutely need to an absolute intensity to keep moving your body and those things are called ligaments without ligaments you can't move your body. Your bones and your fucking joints aren't going to work Your knees are gone your your hips are fucked up your shoulders are gone.

To make things worse about the stupid thing about vampires is a constant talk about how vampires Can also see in the dark There are a lot of animals that can see in the dark They're also at a reptiles They can also see in the goddamn dark If you just study the world in the universe around you you'll learn things.

There are fucking birds that can see clearly in the dark It's an evolutionary trait is not a superpower.

And here's something I find completely insulting to the whole thing to where they're just kind of rubbing in your face The reptiles are rubbing it in your face how fucking stupid you are They like to say that vampires have a much higher intelligence than humans That beat that again that is that is so ultimately has nothing to do with it with the characteristic or the trait of vampirism whatsoever that they're just rubbing into your face that reptilians are superior to humans and it took someone like me to figure out for you guys and explain it to you.

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Also

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They rub it in even harder when they say that a vampire's favorite food is to feed on a human being That's got to be one of the dumbest fucking things ever heard because it rubs it in so fucking hard to human faces and there's still too fucking stupid to understand the Reptilian !

That's an animalistic trait It's also said that vampires like the Elsa eat mice and the faculty that both vampire and the reptilian have cold blood but so does an arthropod they also have cold blood Also something which is dead doesn't get hungry that's a biological thing for survival at the biological mechanism that tell you when you need to do something in order to survive.

The fact that something can get hungry is something that says it's not undead it's alive and why they look so goddamn pale probably cuz of DNA Part of the DNA didn't didn't get put together right Who knows.

Or maybe they're just fucking starving those the goddamn time They lack massive nutrients and that's why they're so pale cuz if you look I didn't want look at someone who hasn't eaten in a while and will quite a while and they look like they're about to fucking die because they are That's why they go that's why when they're pale they get so aggressive to eat because they're hungry as fuck and they're trying not to die.

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Just trying to give you all the data I got, I really wish the great aliens and put my soul in this goddamn planet I really wish they didn't beam me up when I was a ghost I have to kept trying to get away but it was never good enough I think I even kept trying to turn into a damn Wyrm, over and over again the spirit round to let them know I'm not really their kid anymore I don't want to be with them I want to stay in the spirit realm but somehow this evil little planet called : Gaia

Sucks all the souls in the multiverse into her She is the greediest bitch there is She is that she is the most horrible goddess The devil doesn't have reptilian horns The devil is her, Gaia is the devil !

Because you can't escape her fate one way or another her will be done and you will be born and doesn't matter what horrible fit you go through on this planet you are a slave to this evil fucking goddess You are a slave to her body You are a slave to her !

🖕🏻 You, Gaia !

I tried so hard not to be born I fought and ran and flew away and teleported and zipped to different dimensions I worked in work so very hard to do make sure that my soul didn't have to be in his god for second place and stuff for all the horrible face that I went through But no matter what I did no matter what great or grand effort I went through eventually those little gray bathrooms got me in a giant net.

They got me in a Ring of UFOs that came in every direction the Spirit realm and they used an energy net a net that you can't phase through a spirit can't go through it and then they sucked me into a looks like a real life soul jam a giant one on a ship and then we held us down with more crystals.

I work so hard not to be born just to suffer and slavement on this golfer second place I didn't do anything to suffer this lifetime I did nothing to be here and now I'm a slave and I'm a bitch of this world like all of us had to suffer the most horrible faith in this goddamn earth and I didn't do anything in my existence to suffer this shit What more can I sold to than just stay as a ghost in the spirit realm and mine its own business and not even mess with the other souls in the spirit realm and get away from them How much more to your to yourself can you fucking keep !

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#Reptilian #True Story

[pet-genius]

Lily, Severus and Altruism

Lily had to be a mystery to preserve the plot twist around Snape’s allegiance, but on re-reads, it is such a missed opportunity. I personally find myself craving more, as I’m torn between two interpretations of her character. The intended interpretation, I’m sure, is that Lily was a good friend and a good person in a doomed relationship, but many people point out that a good friend would have acted very differently in the courtyard scene, to say the least.

I think Lily was a good friend and a good person, even if she was wasn’t as “special” as the narrative makes her out to be. She was certainly special to Snape (perhaps this is the point?). Another lingering question is how much of the good she inspired in him is her, and how much is him.

Lily has two defining moments, one because it literally makes the story possible and the other because it inspires Harry when James is knocked off the pedestal, culminating in Harry’s ultimate sacrifice that won the war. Both these moments involve Lily stepping in front of danger for a loved one, a move that both Harry and Snape revered and emulated.

Evolutionary psychologists like to discuss two types of altruism, kin altruism and reciprocal altruism. Lily exhibits both, in her willingness to die for Harry, and in her willingness to step up for a friend in a tough position. She doesn’t do everything in her power for her friend, certainly, as she could have disarmed James herself or summoned a teacher, but she does more than anyone else present, and that takes strength and courage in itself. She also appreciates altruism and kindness and family, even if she doesn’t always practice it: she reminds Petunia that Dumbledore was kind in his letter, she reminds Severus that Petunia is her sister when he doesn’t understand why she’s crying over that cow, she respects James for saving Severus’s life (misguided as she is), she chastises Severus for hanging around cruel people…

Her values are clear, and they’re solid, but she has failings, and in my opinion, those failings are a desire to feel special and “chosen” and the inability to see shades of gray, leading to unintentional bouts of hypocrisy (or at least glaring obliviousness). Everyone she’s associated with is gray: young Severus himself, James, Sirius, Dumbledore, Slughorn, and Peter, but she doesn’t see. Anyone who treats her as something special gets a pass, possibly because her parents started the golden child/scapegoat dynamic that Petunia overcompensated for so wildly with Harry and Dudley. Her blindness to shades of gray in the people she likes - and who like her - lead her to make excuses for Severus for years, then give up on him at just the moment when she could have really made a difference in his life. It also costs her her life, as she trusts James and vicariously, Peter. Typical failings and not a hanging crime, normally, but in a world that features Voldemort, she died for them in a display of kin altruism.

Bringing us to reciprocal altruism. She was friends with Severus, and in return, I suppose he spared her whatever unpleasantness he unleashed upon other Muggle-Borns, and she defended him, until the tit-for-tat expired. Reciprocal altruism makes possible society, a community; a reputation as a good guy enhances reproductive fitness (James knew what he was doing leaking the story of how he saved Snape, but not the whole story, and nothing can convince me otherwise). I like to think, though, that truer friends behave altruistically even when reciprocity is not guaranteed, and even when they’re not bound by blood.

Or perhaps in Slytherin, you'll make your real friends. Those cunning folk use any means to achieve their ends.

Lily had a real friend in Slytherin, though he strayed. Without the possibility of reciprocity, and while foregoing any possibility of kin altruism in the future, Snape used any means to achieve his end – protecting her and her kin, and fighting for her ideals, that became his. He could not bear to have his goodness exposed, and it speaks volumes that the thing that bothered him was that he would be protecting “Potter’s son.” The humiliation of losing Lily to his bully and abuser was one thing, but the idea of dedicating the rest of his life to protecting Potter’s spawn obviously remained abhorrent to him – forgive me – until the very end (ugh). It is very hard to believe James would have done anything to protect Severus's son if the roles had been reversed.

It could not be argued that Snape was looking out for his reputation either, as to reveal his goodness would be his doom. Plato speaks of the Ring of Gyges, something akin to the invisibility cloak. His characters maintain that powers of invisibility would corrupt those who had them, that people behave morally and lawfully mostly because others are watching. The perfectly unjust man would grow more respectable with every sin; the perfectly just man’s reputation would grow darker the better he did, and still he would persist. To call Snape perfectly just is absurd, but he does embody the ideal. He didn’t have a ring or a cloak, he had only himself for a mask, and he used any means to achieve his ends, treating his life and reputation as only a resource in the service of the greater goal.

For her.

But not only for her. She was right, ultimately - why should she be any different? The real Lily and the idea of Lily stood to gain nothing from Snape watching die only those whom he could not save. He internalized the values Lily believed in but sometimes failed to act on better than Lily herself.

The Patronus, he was sure, was Umbridge’s, and it glowed brightly because she was so happy here, in her element, upholding the twisted laws she had helped to write.

Umbridge was not being selfish, a hypocrite, or self-serving: she was experiencing the strength and bliss of serving a cause she truly believed in. It was her own version of altruism, proving that noble sentiments can give people the strength to commit atrocities when they don’t have the right values. But Severus did, and his Patronus showed what they were. The Silver Doe was almost like a real animal, beautiful and almost alive, because that was the strength of his faith and his love. He first discovered his altruism because of Lily, but he surpassed her, and it extended in the end not only to people he disliked (or as they are commonly known, people), but to his bitter enemies. Harry learned from him and he did the same, but thanks to the protection afforded by kin altruism, he survived where Severus did not.

Severus evidently experienced very little altruism in his life, and yet he gave so much of it, and that was his true nature, his true end. This cannot be reduced to kin altruism or to reciprocal altruism, but to a higher order, demanding - even spiritual - altruism. Whatever Lily had to do with Severus’s capacity for such altruism, we must thank her.

#snape love #snape #severus snape #snape defense #lily evans #hp meta #snape meta #philsophizing

[dumbbitchenergy17]

Mimic Chapter 1

Being quirkless was something Y/n lived with, the outcast, the freak. All because she wasn't like 80 percent of the population. With dreams of becoming a hero she encounters, new friends, the return of her past, and an awakening in her.

Words- 2157

Reader x MHA (Platonic)

Warnings: Entrance Exam Arc, and fighting

When you decided to enroll at U.A. most people laughed, saying it would be a waste of time. You were quirkless always have been and you got used to it. You remember a bit of your family before they all passed, some freak accident completely destroyed your home and your family. And where were you, off playing down the street with a friend of yours. One minute you had a loving family and the next they were gone. Your next of kin was a part of the incident so you went under the government’s watch, you got passed around from family to family until when you turned 14 and emancipated yourself. Turns out emancipating yourself gives you access to wills from your grandparents giving you enough money to be stable. You worked since you were able to, not really buying stuff just saving it all up until you were able to buy your own place. It was a small apartment with everything being in the same room except for the bathroom. It was enough for you to live in.

So back to U.A. you signed up for the entrance exam, you were dressed into your middle school uniform as you passed by the large gates. This was it you were doing it, would you even get into support, maybe general education, what if you got into the hero course, now that would be funny. The very first quirkless hero! You chuckle to yourself getting some weird looks from people but you ignore them heading inside the cool breeze nipping at your face. Inside a large lecture room, you grab a seat next to some guy with red spiked hair. He flashes you a huge grin when the two of you make eye contact and you smile in return.

“WHAT’S UP EVERYBODY ARE YOU ALL EXCITED!!! CAN I GET A YEAHHH!” A spotlight appears on the pro-hero Present Mic who throws his hands in the air.

It is dead silent until someone coughs and breaks the silence.

“Not the excited crowd okayyy. Anyway, here are the rules for this game. You’ll first do a written exam followed by the practical. For the practical, your goal is to eliminate as many villains as you can to get a score.” A screen pops up showing that the ‘villains’ are actually just robots, there are three of them with the highest amount of points you can get from one robot is three.

You see ahead of you someone raises their hand, “Sir you’re showing three types of villains when on the paper there are four!” You can only see the back of his head as he stands.

“Oh, that one! We keep that one in as a zero point one, if you do encounter it run far my dudes!” Mic yells.

The guy nods, bowing slightly, “Also you’ve been muttering this entire time, if you aren’t going to pay attention and distract others you are more than welcome to leave.” He points to a kid with green hair, who immediately turns red in embarrassment. People laugh at him and you frown, even in high school people will always be mean.

Present Mic finishes up and we all begin the written exam, you breeze through it feeling confident. Your intellect was average and got you by, it was your strength you were really counting on for the Practical. You’re all sent out getting onto a bus going to the location where you would be fighting. Getting off the bus you fix your shirt as everyone gets ready for the exam to begin. You see off to the side the same green-haired kid, he looks extremely pale as people stretch and get ready. You feel kind of bad, you heard on the ride he was the kid that rushed to help some guy during a villain attack. Almost got himself killed. You wish this kid luck though compared to all these people you need to focus your luck on yourself. All these people probably have amazing quirks and here the quirkless nobody comes rushing in. You hear a buzzer going off before a countdown begins.

You turn to face the entrance to the exam, you take a deep breath in grounding yourself. You close your eyes focusing on those around you and yourself. Every movement you take next had to be precise or this would all be a waste. The buzzer goes off again and the doors open, you open your eyes running in passing by some students, there are already students in front of you fighting the robots. You see one guy who looks like an angry pomeranian throw his hand against one of the robots exploding it. “Cool” you mumble seeing a robot turn the corner and you look around for anything to help you. There is a piece of metal, you bend down scooping it into your hand as you run on top of a car flipping over the robot swinging a scrap of metal chopping the head clean off the thing dying. You feel a presence and you turn, dodging the large arms from the one pointer. Spinning around you run right past it to run up its back. It starts spinning around trying to throw you off when you kick the head, crushing it, getting you another point.

This goes on for a while, racking up points quite quickly and as the time slowly ticks down you get faster and more efficient. You finish off a three-point robot when you feel the ground rubble, making your body lift from the ground. The sun shining down on you gets blocked, everyone freezes seeing the giant robot toward over you all the large zero next to it.

“Holy shit!” You yell and some people try going after it to destroy it while others run away. You being part of the running away, you couldn’t take that thing down and you heard what Present Mic said “RUN AWAYYYY!” So that’s exactly what you did. You ran pushing yourself over cars and debris, as you ran you saw out of the corner of your eye a girl trapped under rubble. You paused for a second looking at her as she tried to pull her leg out and back at the giant robot heading towards you all. ‘Just go Y/n someone is going to help her you can’t help, someone with a quirk will save her.’ You turn your back and you hear her cry in pain making you turn back towards her fully. You run towards her, she has short brown hair that is a bob haircut. She clutches the rubble over her leg trying to push it up.

You run up next to her grabbing it trying to pull it up, “Thank you for helping me!” She cries out and you nod trying to pull it up.

“Yeah don’t thank me now when we have death approaching us.” You say sweat falling down your face, why did you stop, you could have been safe not about to be crushed.

“What’s your quirk! Maybe yours will be better than mine.” She yells and you feel bad for what you’re about to say.

“I’m quirkless…” You say and the look she gives you.

“We’re gonna die!” She cries tugging her leg faster which doesn’t help.

“Well, I’m sorry you got someone not up to standards to save you!” You yell. The robot is literally on top of the two of you about a step away from making you into pancakes. Why didn’t you have a quirk, something simple like making stuff float, anything. That one guy's explosion quirk was so cool he would have just blown this up a while ago. The robot’s foot is now above you coming down and the girl’s screams get louder as you pull harder on the rubble.

“I DON’T WANNA DIE!” “COME ON PLEASE!” “DETROIT SMASH!”

Three of you yell at the same time and different things happen at that moment.

Your palms heat up almost a burning sensation before releasing and the rubble explodes away freeing her leg sending you flying back, while the broccoli head completely destroys the robot in one hit. Wind from the explosion and his punch sends your hair back and people are shocked at what he did, not seeing what happened to you. The robot is destroyed and you see up in the air the guy who is now hurtling down towards the ground. You groan in pain, this kid really was going to go splat against the ground. Right before he hits the ground the girl you saved slaps him across the face and he stops in place floating in the air. The three of you are shocked and she brings her hand together and he drops down, you catch him quickly you groan at the sudden weight crashing into you. His right arm is completely busted up all purple and broken and it looks like his legs are broken as well. You see a stretcher heading towards you, as you hold the guy who was falling unconscious while the girl was puking what looked to be rainbows?

“Hey dude, don’t die.” Is the last thing Midoriya hears before everything goes dark. The robots put him onto the stretcher taking him out, someone goes to check on the girl and she throws up a weak thumbs up. You push yourself up hissing in pain from your hands. Looking at them they are blistered and red. Looking at where you helped that girl and your hands, was that you? No, it couldn’t have been you’re quirkless, you couldn’t have exploded that stone. It must have been that kid… Yeah, that’s what happened.

From the viewing booth, the Pro heroes watch as the last student leaves the arena concluding the exam.

“So who are our next heroes?” Midnight asks and the list of the top ten appears. Eijirou Kirishima with 74 points, Katsuki Bakugo with 77, and Y/n L/n with 80 points.

“Who is L/n? During the fight, I saw Kirishima and Bakugo fight a lot but this girl I hadn’t seen?” Vlad King says.

One of the teachers presses a button pulling up clips from the fight. They see you in the background of taking down robots but nothing seems to be special about you. Most of the records were people using their quirks.

“Why didn’t she use her quirk, she could have gotten a much higher score than what she has?” Snipe says.

“She used it towards the end, saved that girl. Was pretty rad, all heroic.” Present Mic says grabbing the controls changing it to the end of the fight with you and that girl. You both are yelling and pulling but right before the Zero Pointer steps on you, your palms light up exploding the rubble sending you flying back before the footage gets all messed up from Midoriya’s punch.

“So an explosion quirk of some kind looks not that controlled,” Cemontoss says,

“Well, these students are here to get better control and become stronger.” All Might says.

“Seems like she and Bakugo Katsuki will get along well with similar quirks.” Midnight says giggling, the lovemaker in her coming out. Eraserhead grabs the controls from Mic, opening up both your and Bakugo’s files. He freezes when he reads over one section.

Present Mic looks over at his co-worker's frozen face, “What’s with the shocked face, cat got your tongue…” Mic’s jaw drops looking at the section of your file highlighted in big words different from Bakugo’s.

‘Quirk: Quirkless’

Immediately the teachers in the room went into an uproar,

“That can’t be!”

“She took those robots down without a quirk!”

“But she exploded those rocks, how can that be?”

“Maybe she circled the wrong thing, there's no way-”

“She’s quirkless,” Eraserhead says already having your quirk registration file open, there you were the current photo of your middle school Id and your photo that was taken at your quirk appointment.

You are very different in the two photos. In your appointment photo, you couldn’t have been any older than four years old, you have a big toothy grin, your hair long and black in color while in your school ID you have a slight smile but your hair is h/l, h/c, with your roots coming in that dark black color.

“Was registered as quirkless when she failed to show any sign at her first appointment and continued on as she got older.” Eraserhead reads off.

“Wow, our best student for the new year is quirkless..” Present Mic says in awe. All Might is silent, feeling a sense of pride that someone who he once was is doing what he couldn’t do, but without any help or magic quirk. He does feel a weird feeling that he knows her though he’s never seen her. The feeling is almost as if someone above him knows this child.

“Young L/n...who are you?”

#mha #bmha #mha x reader #mha quirks #mha bakugou #aizawa sensei #shota aizawa #izuku midoriya #izuku x reader #izuku midoria x reader #Sero Hanta #sero x y/n #shoto todoroki #shoto todoroki x reader #Denki x you #denki x reader #hitoshi x reader #shigaraki tomura #kirishima x reader #tomurashigaraki #kirishima ejiro x reader #All Might

[that-one-scorpia-kinnie]

I’m Right Here (Scorpia x reader)

(Hey folks! So this is going to be my first fanfiction on this account. I got a little bit of inspiration from other fanfics I read, so I decided to write angst for my highest kin. I hope you enjoy!)

Description: Scorpia has been away on a mission with Catra for quite some time, while her S/O, the reader, is back at the Fright Zone, waiting for her to return. However the mission turns out to be longer than expected which worries the reader as they really miss her and wonder where she is. Eventually the reader becomes distraught as they come to the conclusion that Scorpia has abandoned them. 

(Fanfiction type: Angst, hurt/comfort, mild abandonment issues)

Waiting. Waiting. Waiting. 

It had been over two weeks since the happy-go-lucky Force Captain Scorpia had departed on a mission alongside her begrudging fellow Force Captain Catra. You, however, were back at the Fright Zone, training with the other Horde cadets as per usual. Although it had only been a week, you were already missing her like crazy. Ever since you had hugged her goodbye as that was your usual ritual whenever she went on a mission, you felt as though you already had a hole in your heart where Scorpia was supposed to be. 

When you first met this scorpion woman, you saw something in her that not many people had the capability to see. Most people saw her as nothing more than an annoyance and even creepy due to her looks, but you saw her kindness, her willingness, her loyalty, her strength, and even her goofy personality, and of course her amazing hugs. Not to mention how truly beautiful she was! 

You were so compelled to her that your cheeks would turn pink and a whole kaleidoscope of butterflies danced around in your stomach whenever you were around her. The feelings were mutual. Like two peas in a pod, you and her got along so well. Like a little double act of your own, albeit her additional closeness with Catra, who would often become annoyed by yours and Scorpia’s antics. Scorpia would just be so smitten by everything you did, she found you to be the most adorable thing in the universe. 

Although dating wasn’t really a thing in such a dark, cruel place such as the Horde, Scorpia couldn’t take it and asked you out in the heat of the moment. Once you heard those words, you felt yourself become overcome with joy and accepted. Which is why you often had a difficult time whenever she left. 

But this wasn’t a regular mission. Soon 2 weeks became 3 weeks. 3 weeks became 4 weeks. And as time went on, your heart throbbed like a ticking time bomb waiting for your girlfriend's return. No sign of her anywhere. It seemed as though she vanished out of thin air like some sort of twisted magic. Enduring every day without her struck panic into your heart. Why was she away for this long?

Eventually it had reached a whole month. By now you could barely take it anymore. The one terrible thought that haunted you like a phantom could no longer be drowned out. It simply had to be the truth. Your heart shattered like glass as you began to face facts. Your deepest, darkest fear came true. Scorpia abandoned you. 

Or so you thought. 

Another week and a half passed. It felt as though Scorpia herself had torn your heart into two with those big, sharp claws of hers. As painful as it was, you held back all your tears until you could no longer hold them back anymore. They seemed to have overflowed inside you. 

After a long, exhausting day of training, you retreated to one of the bathrooms, your throat sore with the tears you held back. Not even switching on the light, you shut the bathroom door, until the room was shrouded in complete nebula. The booming sound of the door slamming itself shut echoed until the silence fell upon you. And immediately after, you slid down to the ground, curled up into a ball and wept. Harder and harder until your cheeks were completely soaked with tears. Although you tried to hold it together, the tears kept flowing as though your eyes were waterfalls, and your cries progressed into wailing that was thankfully muffled by your knees.

Meanwhile, having finally returned from her prolonged mission with Catra not too long ago, Scorpia had immediately started searching all around the Fright Zone looking for you. Not a moment had passed by where she hadn’t been thinking of you and she wanted to surprise you with a big hug and a souvenir from her mission (which was just a scrap of metal she found but it’s the thought that counts) but you were nowhere to be seen. 

“Hey, um, you didn’t happen to see _______ around, did you?” she’d ask other Horde soldiers, to which they’d reply with “I haven’t, Force Captain, I’m sorry.”

This irritated Scorpia slightly, but only because she was so desperate to see you. She missed your beautiful smile, she missed your cute laugh, she missed your kind-heartedness, she missed the way you wrapped your arms around her like a koala clinging to bamboo. The way you truly loved her just the way she was. And she could hardly wait to reunite with you. She searched until she heard a familiar sound of weeping coming from inside the bathroom. YOUR cries. 

“_______?” Scorpia slowly opened the vacant bathroom door to see you sitting on the cold floor in the dark, crying violently into your knees, your heart so broken, for you thought your beloved girlfriend had abandoned you. As soon as you noticed light from outside the bathroom shine onto you, you slowly raised your head from your knees to see Scorpia standing there, her face full of shock and concern once she saw yours covered in streaming tears. Upon seeing her, you began panicking and crying harder. You thought she had left you for good! Why was she back? 

Immediately, Scorpia ran to you, engulfing you in the biggest, cosiest hug she could give, and all you could do was hug her back tightly and weep into her warm chest. The chest you thought you’d never be able to nuzzle into again.

“_______?? What’s wrong?? Why are you crying..?” She asked, completely heartbroken to see you this upset. Your voice trembling and shaky, you tried to answer “I-I THOUGHT YOU L-LEFT ME!” but your sobs soon caught up with your words. Upon hearing your response, Scorpia felt guilt weigh down on her heart like an anchor. This is why you were so distraught? Because you thought she’d abandon you in such a cruel way? “Oh _______, I could NEVER leave you...” the scorpion woman held you close to her chest. 

Albeit it was hard to speak, through sobs you told her everything that had been going on, from you thinking she didn’t love you anymore to how you felt so hopeless that she was ever going to return. Hearing all of this broke Scorpia’s heart, to hear that an overrun mission had upset you THIS much?

You cried for a while, Scorpia with you the entire time, whispering to you and comforting you whilst she held you close in her large arms in the longest, most healing hug you had ever had with her. It was soothing in a surreal sort of way, you and her sat together on the floor in the dark as she softly sang to you in an attempt to calm you down. She had such a lovely voice to listen to, it made you feel so safe. 

Eventually your cries began to die down to just hiccups and sniffles, and as they did you felt yourself become overcome with exhaustion from purging out your sorrows as you leaned on her chest, enjoying the sensation of what you’ve been starved of for so long. Hugs. Being in her arms again made you smile to yourself, for it felt as though your heart was whole again. 

“I’m sorry, I got your uniform all wet...”  Your voice hoarse and quiet, you apologised to her for leaving a damp stain on her uniform as she dried your remaining tears as gently as she could as to not hurt you. “It’s alright, don’t worry about it.” she reassured you, hugging you closer before frowning slightly. “I’m so so so sorry the mission was longer than expected. It’s a long story but I haven’t been able to stop thinking about you and I’ve been worried in case you thought I had abandoned you... Sorry, I’m rambling again aren’t I? We should probably head to bed, I’m beat...” 

You then felt her slide one of her large claws underneath you and the other one around you, supporting your back as she gently lifted you up. “How about you sleep with me in my bed tonight? I want to make it up to you, and I’ve missed cuddling you so much...” Scorpia asked, smiling down softly as you as she carried you in her strong arms. Having drained all your energy from crying so hard, you were too exhausted to respond verbally, instead you made a soft “mhm” noise and nodding, nuzzling into her chest, feeling your eyelids flutter closed. 

After what only seemed like a few second later, you woke up from your light, dreamless slumber to the sensation of something tenderly caressing your cheek. Through eyes that were blurry with lethargy, you saw Scorpia laying beside you on her bed, softly smiling and stroking your cheek, being as gentle as she could as to not accidentally scratch you with her pincer. Her dark russet brown eyes twinkled as she gazed at how serene you looked.

“Oh! Sorry I woke you up...” the tall woman’s cheeks heated up and turned as scarlet as her sharp scorpion features. “It’s just that you looked so peaceful sleeping, I couldn’t help myself.” 

Letting out a quiet chuckle, you whispered “It’s okay... I'm just glad you're back, I've missed you so, so much..." in response before nuzzling into her chest with the gentleness of a feather. 

“I missed you too...” Scorpia’s words trailed off before the thought came back to her mind like a strike of lightning. “Oh! I almost forgot!” after a few seconds of silent cuddling, Scorpia suddenly piped up before reaching into her pocket for something. Though your eyes were bleary and you were on the brink of falling into slumber, you looked at her with curiosity. In her pincers she clutched a little silver scrap of metal which had been folded into the shape of a heart, holding it in front of you. “I got you a souvenir from my mission! It’s not much but I hope you like it!"

Grinning sleepily, you accepted the little gift, holding it close to you. "I love it, Scorpia, thank you..." Grinning to herself, Scorpia planted a soft kiss on your forehead before whispering “I love you so much...” Before allowing yourself to be carried down into slumber, your eyes began to flutter closed before you murmured “I love you too...” A few seconds after, you began to fall asleep, enveloped in your girlfriend’s big, warm arms.

She was right here with you, and you couldn’t be happier. 

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