Riven's Lair has new lines! The two I am most attached to are Crow and Osiris discussing Osiris' whereabouts during the Great Hunt and Crow and Osiris discussing some peculiar stuff about Oracles.
First, didn't grab a screenshot of the starting line but it's just Crow asking Osiris what he did during the Great Hunt, Osiris replies:
Crow:
Osiris:
Crow:
Osiris:
First, great information about Osiris' timeline. Osiris scholars everywhere rejoicing. He was Vanguard Commander during the Hunt! There were always some questions about how long he's been Commander and which events fell under his tenure as Commander, this is a great little detail.
Crying also about him mentioning Ikora, given the stuff in WQ CE where Ikora talked about her experience in the Hunt and also her making a wish "for a teacher greater than me" and "I once wished to know more about Ahamkara. Wish granted."
The next one, Osiris:
Crow:
Osiris:
This is some wild shit, what the hell is going on with the Vex. There were Oracles in the seasonal story mission and Osiris was very confused about them being outside of the Vault of Glass. Some lines from Crow and Osiris from the story mission:
Crow: I remember the Sol Divisive doing all sorts of weird things in the Black Garden. In the deepest parts, they were experimenting with paracausal forces... Adjustiing their code to more closely reflect the way they perceived the Darkness.
Osiris: But to no avail, to my recollection. Perhaps this is the end of those experiments. Perhaps it is something new.
And after that:
Osiris: Oracles... outside the Vault of Glass. I did not think it possible.
Crow: Are you seeing those readings too?
Osiris: Resonance. If they are tapping into the Darkness's memory, it may enhance their predictive capabilities.
Crow: Looks like the Witness might've taught the Sol Divisive some new tricks.
Osiris: Or the Sol Divisive sought to align their collective more closely with that which they worship.
Crow: Either way, I guess now we know how they got ahead of us.
What is happening with the Vex. I'm losing my mind. This is some incredible stuff going on which I don't think we'll be fully solving this season even because it's not really about the Vex, but these feel like some setup and hints for stuff going forward 100%. Like, the Vex are going to finally get paracausality, aren't they?
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Hi there!! I adored your Samatoki & Rio hcs with an s/o w anxiety problems!! I stan MTC with all my heart ^_^!! I suffer from agorophobia with panic attacks, and reading those made me feel happy <3 May I request Jyuto hcs w an s/o (gender neutral), helping them manage their anxiety disorder and helping them to go outside, accompanying them to places? Tysm <333 and have a great day!!
。゚・ Jyuto with an anxious S/O who struggles to go outside - Headcanons ・ 。゚
✩ Warning: mentions of anxiety and panic attacks.
From the same request: Samatoki / Rio / Jyuto
☆ Author’s notes: Hey, I have been gone for so long due to my own struggles, so I'm glad you take comfort by reading my stuff. ♥
• When Jyuto met you, he thought nothing could take you down. Your great skills at the investigation department made you look like you were at the top of your game.
• Life went on and you two fell in love. You used to show him only your professional side, yet your work persona was starting to fade in front of him. Your vulnerabilities were becoming more and more evident.
• As much as feeling in love with him made you happy, you couldn’t help but worry about what would happen when Jyuto finally noticed your anxiety issues. He was so into you; he surely didn’t imagine how small you felt about this.
• Now you’ve been dating for a while and Jyuto could tell you often felt worried, yet at first, he imagined it could be due to trivial problems, as it happens to himself.
• However, at some point, a very delicate situation was part of your investigations and he noticed something was indeed not okay. Ordinary problems seemed amplified by your mind now that you had to deal with such a touching scenario.
• And you knew it was becoming obvious to Jyuto. You told him not to come to your house anymore, said you loved him but was struggling a bit with life. You started showing up late to work, feeling nervous about your duties. When anxiety hits you, it’s tough to do everyday tasks. Going to buy groceries felt difficult, some days you just wished to feel calm again :(
• He really tried to give you space, but he saw you suffering at work and it broke his heart. Jyuto tried to calling you, you always told him it was all good, you just needed some time to think about life. He knew you were hiding things from him.
• He could not stand there seeing you isolate yourself: he found out your friends were also missing your presence.
• One day, you didn’t show up to work. He decided to take the next day off and went to your place as soon as he got off work to verify what was going on.
• He knocked the door several times. After a few minutes, you opened. Tears were rolling down your face.
• “Darling, what’s going on???”
• You just couldn’t reply, your hands were shaking, it was almost impossible to breathe.
• He closed the door and embraced you tightly, rubbing your back as you decided to tell him how horrible you’ve been feeling due to anxiety.
• You were suppressing your feelings for so long to society, you couldn’t do it anymore. It all made you suffer more.
• He listened very carefully to your words, and looked at you with a pained expression.
• “I never told you because you admired me so much… I didn’t want to look weak in front of you. When I felt like work was too much, I stopped seeing you because I wanted you to see me only when I felt good again…”
• “I understand it – he said – sometimes we crash down, dear. This line of work is a lot to handle. I had some rough moments before, but I feel like it would be better if you seek medical help. Anxiety is a serious matter, you should not neglect it. You can always rely on me as well, and I would like to take care of you for a while.”
• His words were so encouraging it made you cry even more, which made him caress your head trying to comfort you.
• But how about the investigation? They needed you there, working hard to achieve justice…
• “I think you better give up on this investigation. You have the right to step back from work. I am afraid it’s increasing your anxiety” – Jyuto suggested you gave up about work.
• “I am so incompetent! They will never understand, Jyuto! I just wish I could be more like you…”
• “Oh dear, if they don’t understand, let it be. And no, you are not incompetent and I, too, have my own struggles. I’m not uncrushable. However, I assure you, you have my full support. We will try to convince them to give you a different task. The worst that could happen is being fired, and honestly, I promise I can help you financially until you get a different job. Honestly, I don’t think they will do that, though – you are very smart, love.”
• It was difficult to imagine Jyuto struggling, yet his voice sounded as if he’s been through a lot. The cool minded police officer you met at work hadn’t told you everything about him yet. You felt less ashamed for not telling him about your anxiety right when you met.
• We all have bits of ourselves we try to conceal, after all.
• And that’s how Jyuto ended up living in your house for a few months. You weren’t eating properly since you feared stepping out of the house in that state – Jyuto helped you going to the supermarket again, he invited you for late night walks when he was free, he took you to see the Yokohama lights in his car.
• You regained your abilities to go to places without feeling nervous thanks to his help.
• You took some days off at work until you finally felt comfortable about going back. Everyone thankfully understood your wish to step back from that specific investigation thanks to, as your co-workers said, “your remarkable abilities at work”. As Jyuto said, they did appreciate your job.
• Anxiety medications became part of your life, and Jyuto was very happy to see how good you started to feel after seeking help.
• Jyuto came into your life at the time you most needed him, even when you tried to push him away due to fear. He was there for you always. When anxiety hits you, you know you can count on him. ♥
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Y'all know how the djd tracks down and kills Decepticon traitors from a list given to them by Megatron? Well I just saw a post from a Decepticon defector saying:
'Tarn, I know I'm on your list now because of my defection to the Autobots. But, for when you come for my aft, because with the way how things are going it looks like the war might start back so you're allowed to hunt again, please do not give me an impromptu literature lesson as I am talked to death by your voice™, as one last favor as one of friends from before the war back when we attended the academy together and for a little while after when we had unofficially joined the police force. I do not need to be having flashbacks to the suffering we endured in the actual literature class. "
Perfect grammar and everything and homeboy Tarn replies with:
"Firestarter!?"
Like mans didn't even know she defected until she brought it up. Then he follows that up with:
"Just because you asked, when we do make our way down to you, even though I hate everything about my pre war self, I will paint myself in my old colours, find a way to change my optic colour back to blue, and even have my old servos on my person to inflict maximum psychological damage. I will even not transform at all during our future encounter. "
Then one of the man's teammates, the one with two empty pits where his eyes should be response to this tread with:
"Old hands!?" and "why would you not transform for a whole encounter? That seems impossible for you to do".
Then op responses to that with this fucking image:
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Another little snippet from my “Newt & Hermione meet at her interview with the Department for Regulation & Control of Magical Creatures in the year 2000” scribblings
I only add to this wildly self-indulgent fic when I really need control over my life, and I do doubt I’ll ever finish it so I’ll probably just be posting random excerpts here instead because I think it’s a fun little thing. They’ll be under the tag “fic: the beings division”.
EXCERPT:
“I was going to go do some writing at a hidden little cafe up on Old Street, but if you’d like to join me for a - for a cup of tea instead?”
Hermione nearly squeaked. “You mean now?”
“I don’t see why not,” he shrugged, fingers absentmindedly beating out a rhythm on the handle of his cane. “I’m not technically on your hiring committee, and I always wait around London for my wife so we can travel home together. She’s off doing Morrigan knows what at the Wizengamot so there’s no telling how long that’ll take.” 
He shook out one hand to tap pointedly at a gold cuff engraved with runes at his wrist.
“And Tina knows how to find me.”
“Is that—” Hermione took a step forward and asked with far more interest than she’d intended— “Is that Protean charmed?”
“Oh, that and more, yes.”
He tugged the sleeve of his sweater back down and readjusted the grip on his walking stick. Hermione blushed deeply and hurriedly stepped away when she realised just how much she’d encroached on his personal space while attempting to get a better look at the enchantments.
He continued nevertheless, unperturbed: “You have an interest in runes, then?”
“Oh yes,” she answered quickly, and she felt herself beaming. (Ron hadn’t deigned to listen to her rant about her translation projects in far too long.) “It’s one of my side passions.”
“That’s wonderful.”
And he looked like he meant it.
“So — then - Tea, Miss Granger? And an explanation of this Society for the Promotion of Elfish Welfare you apparently founded? At 14?”
“Oh, right - yes! I’d be honoured.” She yanked on her coat and shoved her satchel beneath one arm, extending the other for a more formal introduction. “And you can call me Hermione, Mr. Scamander.”
His lips twitched toward a smile though he didn’t quite meet her eyes as he shook her hand.
“Well, Hermione—” And then he was patting down his own jacket, fishing a pair of gloves out of some hidden pocket before nodding down the corridor toward one of the apparition rooms— “Call me Newt.”
And—with a jaunty wave over his shoulder at a fellow wrestling a pixie back into a box behind them—he set off with a hasty loping limp, apparently assuming she’d get the idea and follow.
Hermione blinked and momentarily froze, barely suppressing a disbelieving laugh—she was going to have tea with scientific revolutionary Newt Scamander. (And, if she was lucky, perhaps meet one of America’s most respected presidents of the past two centuries when his wife Tina Goldstein came to pick him up…)
She shot a subtle airplane-message from her wand toward the Auror Offices before taking off after the surprisingly spry old man at a trot.
(Sure, Ron would have no idea who she was talking about, but she was fairly certain Harry knew enough to advise him to at least feign amazement when they all met up that evening for dinner.
(And oh, goodness—Luna was going to be jealous. But perhaps if this went well he’d be amenable to meeting her…? He seemed the sort to have patience for her, after all.)
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