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thereallucifermorningstar · 3 months

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content warnings:

- triggers: trypophobic imagery/descriptions

- NSFW is fine, just tag it properly, PLEASE;; there are minors in this fandom

- semi-toxic rp is fine as long as there's a legitimately good reason for it and it fits the plot/characters

╰── ➤ in keeping with this, sensitive topics such as sa/pa/va/ea, gore, etc are also under the same stipulations

etiquette:

- personal blogs following is completely fine

- anything on my blog is really fine to like/reblog, just don't repost without permission and don't claim it as your own

- posting a lot of ooc is fine; it's your blog, you do you

- please notify me if you plan to drop a thread

- thread respond reminders are not required, but encouraged (I have severe ADHD)

- I only block people for extreme reasons; i'm usually pretty easy going ... that being said, please don't take advantage of my kindness or mistake it for weakness

about interacting/rping with me:

- this is a single muse blog only, sorry (if you are interested in RPing other charas/stories with me, you can always message me on my Discord, jaimedreamsx

- i prefer mutuals only and dash only

- @thereallilithmorningstar is my priority always as she's my wife and showcasing my RPs/fics with her is the reason I made this blog in the first place

- I'm completely fine interacting with and RPing with other Luci blogs

- I'm fine RPing with multimuses, singlemuses, or personals

- I don't typically do y/n stuff, but we can discuss it

- replies do not have to be prompt, but they should be timely (in other words, i understand we all have lives but don't just ghost forever and then suddenly reply... communication is key)

- reply length isn't usually a SUPER big deal to me, but try to at least type more than a sentence or two (like a small paragraph should suffice at minimum, I don't believe that's too much to ask)

- I am fine with fancy graphics/themes

- I try to be pretty active but i will let you know if i get busy / something comes up

- I tend to be pretty single ship with Lucifer since he's very clearly devoted to Lilith but depending on the situation, we can discuss au, multiships, or the like (also any platonic ships are fine) WITHIN REASON

- since Lucifer is straight, i won't be shipping him with any male characters

- ocs are fine within reason (there needs to be a backstory there at least, like a reason my muse would interact and a description of your character at length seeing as they're not canon so I have nothing to go off of otherwise)

- no godmodding, please and thanks

more non-mun related:

- aside from the hilarity of crack shipping aka just as a joke, i really don't care for Adam's Apple or RadioApple so those tags and ones like them will be hardblocked

- I don't really like interacting with the TTS fandom much outside of my few friends there anymore, there's just a lot of personal squick for me with that

#[ ooc ] — * jaime aren #rp rules

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prpfs · 4 months

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🔥 NEEDED ! A bunch of male chars after they were dropped by an old rp buddy. TW for mature / incest / taboo stuff. 🔥

kink / rl / fandomless i will only write via posts on this site. i don't do any other sort of rp - please keep that in mind - i only use discord for plotting & communicating regularly. make sure you're absolutely up for it if you're gonna snag any plots, i'm looking for long term buddies only.

plot #1 - based loosely off of Sex/Life: ship: adam demos for phoebe tonkin abby has a mythological ex. they met when unbeknownst to her, her cousin made a bet with caleb, daring him to seduce a young innocent woman. caleb was a playboy who couldn't turn down a challenge. but he got to know her, and she changed him way more than she believed she could. fast forward a few years, they did not last. now fate has brought them together by sheer chance again.

plot #2 - daddy x daughter \DDLG: ship: jesse metcalfe for eden shelbia groomed from an early age (all chars are 18+ tho!) eden was gaslighted and made to believe her mother left her behind but the truth is much more grim than that. her father is a narcissistic sociopath that'll stop at nothing. this plot is heavy on the smut and kinks so plz keep that in mind, dm me for more details ❤️

plot #3 - incest and satanism: ship: ton heukels for camilla forchhammer growing up, lucifer and his sister lilith were never close. they were close in age, yes, but their personalities couldn't have been more opposite. when lilith is caught trying to look more into christianity and leaving their faith, she is kicked out of their parents' house. lucifer decides to do everything in his willpower, as a zealous and morally grey man, to bring the lost lamb back in the bosom of the beast.

there are a few other dark\taboo\semi-vanilla plots i'm looking for as well. feel free to react or dm me if you're interested! ❤️

Leave a like, and the asker will get back to you!

And/Or

DM @violetsinnovember if interested!

#oc roleplay #oc rp #oc x oc #dead dove

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incarnateirony · 4 years

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The Crucified Occultum

Actually it’s the Brazen Serpent. Actually it’s--

Okay, so to start, @jenngeek -- hope you don’t mind me tagging you but I’d rather credit on something like this since it’s only half-question, and more ones of your own to expand on (which I will welcome after I talk a bit) and a lot of great ideas-- but you got my ticker-box thinking on an angle I haven’t *really* broken down yet.

I’m throwing this out there because I am LATE to the party and want to see if I’m retreading ground, but— it’s pretty easy to map the progress of seasons 14/15 to Qabalistic tree of Life, @Minerva has written extensively on it. But that is the SHOW’s progress up the tree to Kether(back to the godhead)— the characters within the story are actually trapped in the boxed Universe as created by Chuck. The characters cannot progress up, languishing forever in a perfect cell in heaven or becoming corrupted in Hell and, eventually, shipped off to the Nothing. (Also Purgatory is it’s own thing.) Which brings me to this image I saw earlier today from Atomic Monsters.

And it hit me, what if THAT is where this is leading? The creation of a system, a branching tree, that allows for souls to pass between the worlds, eventually beyond the Empty into true Nothingness? And what do we know grows when an Angel casts out their Grace?

Has anyone written anything along these lines?

So again, while I welcome discussion from you (or anyone else) on this front let me pitch some corresponding ideas on this matter since you’re also somewhat versed in gnostic thoughtbox and they may rattle a few ideas around.

First, I reference (not just you, but readers) to my “Heaven meta”, which is really more of an Axis Mundi meta (x) but people are more likely to mentally lock on Heaven and the association can’t be minimized or overlooked. Once people’s brains have been putrefied to a gooshy smooshy new reduced beginning to roll forward from that, and assuming they’ve read any of my Tree of Life angled posts (like this one x) to understand what you’re talking about, and how mappable our story progression IS, I’m going to sort of ask everyone to slam this collective learning together while focusing on Jack and the Snake (x)

While I have already heavily referenced the overlap of the dialogue with this Corpus Hermeticum (x) which will continue to impact our story moving forward, eg, Death and Deathlessness among other issues, I’m going to point to a great deal of collective issues and one I actually briefly referenced back in S14 (such as the ep 300 cover and Aesclepius x, or Jack’s general orphic imagery x ), there’s a bit of a new highlighter to take to this now that we have the literal serpent, the literal tree, and this Atomic Monsters shot.

So again, take all that above stuff, put it in a shake and bake bag and let your newly molten brains attach to it in a new shape.

In its most simple form, the Serpent is a HUGE alchemical symbol. There is the Ouroboros stuck in its cycle, swallowing its own tail. There is the crucified serpent nailed to the tree which has christ-figure resonance. And, ultimately, there is the Brazen Serpent, that climbs the tree that a wrathful god would have hung it ON. The Brazen Serpent also even has a “derogatory” name of Nehushtan you can find a bunch of history on that basically, YHVH commanded destroyed as an idol, etc etc, you know the dogma game.

But the thing is, the tree of life and the tree of knowledge have a great deal of systemic overlap, so you WILL find images like this:

Notice some familiar names even from early in the season? Barring Lilith clonking you on the fucking head, like me yelling on about Belphegor and Thagirion (x)(x)? Other stuff ringing some dingalings? Maybe? Either way, this tree shows both the Sephiroth and their Qlipoth in inversion, but notice something coyly climbed around it?

Remember all of my talk of the serpent as the reflection of the shadow in the waking world, who revealed the soul to man as formerly empty vessels, and thus gave them the right of Good vs Evil? (Or Good vs the Absence of Good, with Good = Soul; the only true good, and Good is All and God, /ignore the demiurge.)

Cool, so we’re getting there mostly, but now I point to my stuff about the Occultum.

Weird jump, right?

In order to be in the occultum, the occultum must be in you; visit the interior parts of the earth so as to find the hidden stone/soul.

The Axis Mundi--the Anima Mundi--the world soul, the axis or crossroads of man and divinity--The Garden. (*flashbacks in 3 years of posts about Shadow, Animus and Anima*)

For some, it’s god’s throne room, for others, it’s Eden. People see what they want to see here.

This is the garden, man’s beginning.

God may have made the first box, but what is the tree from which the serpent hung? What is this perfect core world that was hidden away? What grows up and descends away from it?

What is the mundi, if it changes on what we see it? If man all has their own right to a throne, and many have even asked if they could visualize it as a tree with branches, perhaps this will actually *help* some people.

Who here has heard of Yggdrasil, for example? Honestly, Big Same Energy. In this case, Jormungand just got a bad PR rep because then the gods didn’t want you finding out what’s outside of the branches you’re clinging onto. Make sense? STAY IN UR BRANCH LANE, HYOOMINS. It’s BIG AND SCARY OUT HERE. That’s why angels are totally here to “protect” you and don’t like souls wandering free.

While returning to the Empty is a possible nihilistic point of view depending on if they take the more dark gnostic road, a hermetic avenue more has freeing the Garden, the Occultum, and the Throne from the demiurge’s hands and leaving it to man himself, so he can traverse the tree and garden freely once he is done with the training wheels of his physical life and is ready to Move On.

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Anyway thoughts on that, Jenn, if you please. Or anyone else, but that’s... where my brain keeps landing on. Right down to Chuck wanting them boxed into the dark terrestrial level alone with all that white mundi space outside of them and Cas locked beyond it and the tree hanging in the background, outside of their reach.

I think there's extra interesting note of the angel feathers in front of the tree still being inevitably accurate, but more shortsighted. Chuck's ending vs when Deanbobble picks up that pencil as his own, Sam too I'm sure but it's closer to Dean.

To know Cas is reborn before the Garden in the Mundi would require leaving the box.

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I’ll also say there are forms of thought where Shadow-Return are less nihilistic, such as uh, well there’s a Thing in the Good Place for example, but that’s literally after thousands of jeremy-bearimy time loops of eternity over-upon itself where people have explored doing every possible thing they could ever dream of and imagine and decide to return to the Universe that way.

But I don’t think SPN is going to yield that kind of framework, as much as the possibility OF those infinite Jeremy-Bearimies with loved ones. Those Jeremy Bearimies will be the evergreen story afterward to figure out their adventures in and their mishaps and everything else figuring out what it really means to be an eternal mangod. And some characters still have a life to finish on earth. Realistically, they’re still in their first Jeremy-Bearimy. So even if the proverbial Door is there, I don’t think anyone’s taking it for a very... very long time.

#supernatural #spn #meta #my meta #pagan life #tree of life #serpent #cosmogenesis #involution #speculation #souls

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alastorhazbinintheseguts · 3 years

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Considering I have to make my way back into the Hazbin Hotel Fandom again here’s my post to make myself known.

So uh.. hiya guys. My other hazbin hotel account is @uzuihazbininmyhotel I forgot the password so there obviously won’t be any posting on there anytime soon.. my ao3 that I mentioned on that account is still up but I’ve been gone for a while now so yeah.. I haven’t been updating..

I’m hoping you guys will welcome me back. When I had made that account I didn’t know tumblr had a function where you can make multiple accounts on one account thingy. Fml.. anyway let’s just continue.. I would say let’s continue where I left off but it’s really been a while now has it.

Anyway here’s some things to help you all out here on this account of mine:

One. I DO write NSFW or things that might TRIGGER people. As someone with ptsd and depression I will have my moments of posting some really sad shit.. and as a sex positive (it REALLY DEPENDS!) asexual I do write nsfw. It’s not like I craze over sex but I do find it a bit fun to write it. It’s whatever. (HEAVY NSFW WILL BE POSTED ON MY Ao3)

Two. I write characters x characters. HOWEVER, I am picky with my ships. Like, very fucking picky.. so to help you all out I’ll write ships that I like so people like me can request them or simply know what I like so you don’t request something I dislike.

Alastor x Sir Pentious

Vaggie x Alastor

Vaggie x AngelDust

Sir Pentious x Vox x Valentino

Charlie x Katie Killjoy

Vaggie x Katie Killjoy

Vaggie x Lilith

Vaggie x Lucifer

Sir Pentious x AngelDust

Vaggie x Valentino

And more that I can’t really tell if I like or dislike right now. I’ll update when I can figure it out.

The ships I like are more like crack ships to some people but I don’t care. If you don’t like them then go ahead and head out playa. If you haven’t noticed from the little list, I’m not a big fan of Charlie. I don’t know what it is.. anyway thanks to that I’ve developed an almost unhealthy obsession to Vaggie cheating on her with almost everyone else. If you are a Charlie lover, Charlie x Alastor lover, (that shit is mad lame as a ship sorry) or anything like that.. please find another account to follow. And these are my opinions, don’t like em then you don’t have to read them lol.

I do character x reader. While I’m looking back to learn some of the newer characters I’m still happy to write x readers. I’m sure many of you know how to request things without being assholes so please send in requests however you wish! I write most things except for like vore and feet shit..

I do Yandere. I’ve always been into Yandere so yeah.

Honestly I think these are the main things I had to say.. if I have anymore I guess I’ll add them later but these are the major things I wanted people to keep in mind while being on this account. I guess all that is left now is to tell you all to have fun! Let’s get along here guys!

OH! And I Roleplay! That’s another big thing I wanted to add! I’m more of a literate role player. I send multi para and at time novela. I don’t do ‘baby role play’ with like stars and shit. I want a Roleplay that’s good enough for me to go back and reread over our replies when I’m bored and when you’re busy or some shit to answer. I’ll rp nearly anyone but my rp rules come down like this:

If you wish to do an ‘x readers’ role play you are to rp your oc and my requested character while I do the same. This way it is fair for both role players. Just tell me your suggested character and I’ll tell you mine. For example, because I know some people have a hard time understanding this.., in total there’s usually for characters all in the rp. Your Oc, my oc, your suggested character, and then mine. You rp you and my character and I do vice versa. Y’all get it? Good! (If not just dm me with your questions.) (some of my suggested characters I’d like you to rp would be Alastor, Sir Pentious, Vox, AngelDust, Lucifer, Lilith, and Vaggie. Yes I love them all..)

When rping with me, the least you can rp is less then three paragraphs or fifteen sentences. If you don’t think you can handle that then don’t even bother to dm me with the idea of even role playing with me.. i want to have fun and there’s nothing fun about someone who role plays like a child.. I’m been role playing for over seven years now.. keep that in mind. Spelling errors are totally okay as well! As long as I know what you were at least trying to say, hell even I make errors. We’re all humans living in order to grew as beings, it’s ok love.

Last thing I believe but try not to control my oc.. I have a couple but please.. that’s like rp 101. Also when sharing your oc if you have a bio you can send it as well as pictures and stuff. It helps me truly remember what you oc looks like and get a good idea of who they are as a person. It doesn’t have to be a long bio or a extravagant picture, (considering my art isn’t like how it used to be either...) just a little something for me to get to know your oc. I’ll do the same.

Anything else about role playing with me can be asked via dm or ask box. Don’t be shy, I’ll answer either way most likely uwu.

Ok! So I believe I am done now. As I said earlier, if there’s anything I need to add to this post then I’ll add it later. For now though I think I’ve went over everything over wanted to go over.. so guys, please let’s have fun! I welcome you guys!

No hate is allowed! If you see something here that you don’t like JUST FUCKING LEAVE! Don’t waste your time and mine, jeez. Aight guys bye! Ask box is officially open!

#hazbin hotel #ask box is open #ask box is empty #ask me shit #hazbin alastor #hazbin angel dust #hazbin hotel roleplay #n/sfw #hazbin hotel account #welcome #hazbin valentino #hazbin vox #hazbin vaggie

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fairie-gothmother · 4 years

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In The Shadow of Starlight, Part 6: Gut Instincts

First part: The Fall

Previous: The Sheep Will Flock

How long had it been? Days, weeks? Troy lost track of time while he’d been slowly starving to death. Since his excommunication, each moment blurred into the next as whatever he possessed of the leech power fed off of his own body. Finally, he had some relief. He couldn’t help but be grateful for the scientist’s carelessness during the lab experiments. That was the first time he’d taken from any siren apart from his twin. It felt very different. This energy was more restless than he was used to. Maybe this what Ty meant by saying she could taste what she leeched.

Now that Troy had some extra juice, he felt incredible. Even after Lilith dumped him in Sanctuary’s garage on the bottom deck, he was amped. And what did Troy do when he was hyped up and left to his own devices? He beatboxed. The Calypso bobbed his head and swayed to the groove, bustling around the room and inspecting the equipment. He had to admit, it wasn’t a bad setup. He knew everyone was talking about him, probably deciding where to eject him into space, but he wished they’d hurry it up already.

He paused when a noise from nearby threw off his rhythm. A beep came again from a cluttered desk. With no regard to the desk owner’s privacy, he opened one of the drawers to find an Echo device inside. It was an older model, but obviously still in working condition. Troy glanced over his shoulder and scanned the room for cameras before putting the Echo on silent mode and slipping it into his pocket.

“Hey.”

Troy reeled around, startled from the voice and saw the blue haired siren descending the stairs into the workshop.

“Relax,” the sapphire siren said. She wiped the dust off a tool box and casually leaned against it. “Don't look so guilty. I, uh… Sorry for phase-chucking you across Tannis’s lab. You alright?”

Oh. He wasn't busted after all. Still, Troy couldn’t help but be suspicious. No way she cared to chat. Probably cared even less about hurting him. A golden canine glinted through his lopsided smile. “I did ask for it, didn’t I? But yeah, I’m good. No hard feelings, Meg.”

“It’s Maya,” she said, obviously annoyed. “Get it right next time. Okay, Trent?”

Excuse me? Troy furrowed his brow and glared at her. She wore a playful smirk and raised her eyebrows as if daring him to correct her. Interesting. She was messing with him.

“Alright then, Maya. Let’s hear it already,” he folded his arms across his chest. “Are you guys gonna launch me into the nearest sun? Or does the scientist want me as a lab rat for unethical tests? Whatever it is, please don’t tell me it’s life in prison. That’s boring. I deserve something creative.”

Maya shook her head. “Oh, no. You don’t get off that easy. You’re still helping us fight the COV.”

Troy cocked his to one side, analyzing the siren in a skeptical stare. As hard he looked for the smallest hint that she was full of shit, her body language suggested she was telling the truth. He huffed, “So what, no punishment then? I figured the Firehawk would want this handsome mug served on a silver platter.”

Maya gave a one shouldered shrug. “You said you didn’t leech Tannis on purpose. Sometimes powers are weird like that. With some training, you might be able to control it.”

Easy for her to say. If only it was as simple as meditating on a mountain to master his broken siren powers. “Ah, right. You’re from Athenas. I’m sure those monks taught you all about control and restraint, great power is great responsibility, blah-blah-blah. But it’s pretty safe to say that I’m a special case. Clearing my chakras isn’t gonna do it for me.”

“It would at least help with that attitude of yours.”

Troy began pacing and brought his flesh hand to his chin. “I don’t know. It wouldn’t be considered very zen if I accidentally ended up leeching you. Then again, you might taste like chamomile tea.” He cast a half-hearted sideways glance in Maya’s direction.

Maya rapidly drummed her fingernails on the tool box and said, “I take it back. I’m not sorry to phaselocking you.”

“That’s what I thought,” Troy snickered. “Be honest. How many times a day do you phaselock stuff just because you can?”

Maya closed her eyes and clasped her hands in front of her, mimicking a monk’s prayer pose. “I take a great amount of pride in my self discipline so if you must know-” She raised her left hand, and her fingers sparked. A ball peen hammer levitated from a workbench and hovered across the room into Maya’s hand. “I do it all the time.”

Troy scoffed. “Show off.”

The two were locked in a stare down. It wasn’t clear who cracked first, but neither of them could keep a straight face for long. A gentle blue glow emitted from Maya’s siren marks. Troy’s smile dropped as he looked down to his left hand, noting the harsh red light of his own marks.

“You really didn’t know that would happen to Tannis, did you?” the blue haired woman asked softly.

“No,” he answered honestly. “I’m still trying to get a grip on everything myself.” All his life he’d been broken. His parents treated him as a burden, although they never said it outright. He was constantly sick and needed extra help when he struggled with the use of only one arm. And Tyreen never considered him an equal. Even as one of the twin gods, he wasn’t seen in the same light as the God Queen. And now that he knew he possessed siren power without knowing it, his whole outlook was in question. What did it mean? What other parts of himself remained untapped?

Maya said, “Even if it’s only half, you’re still a siren. It’s not an easy life. Sirens have always been feared, hunted, extorted… worshipped.” Troy met her blue-gray eyes for a moment, then redirected his gaze to the wall. “We’re just trying to find our place.”

Troy’s heart skipped a beat. We?

“Yeah,” he said in a voice just above a whisper. He snapped out of it and quipped, “But, you gotta admit. Life would sure be a lot easier if I could phaselock grapes into my mouth all day.”

Maya scrunched up her face and flung an empty can at Troy, who reflexively caught it in his mechanical hand with a metallic clang. He waved it, shook his head, and grinned at her.

“Nice catch, wise-ass. Now, get in the drop pod,” Maya teased.

That tiny thing? Troy had used porta-potties with more legroom than that. “You’ve gotta be kidding me,” Troy groaned. The siren smiled wickedly as she held the hatch open and ushered him inside. He sighed knowing the ride back to Pandora would not be a comfortable one.

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On a normal day, Ellie was a delight. Today was not a normal day considering her garage was used as solitary confinement for one of the most hated influencers in the galaxy. Maya recalled her saying, “He’s about as welcome as an outhouse breeze.” It took a while to convince the mechanic that her garage was just as she left it. Eventually, she cooled her boiling blood down to a simmer.

If Maya was being honest, she didn’t actually believe that Troy hadn’t messed with something. Call it a gut feeling. The same gut feeling that knew Ava would be a siren someday. The same gut feeling that told her to go talk to Troy just now. Her gut hadn’t lied to her yet so she didn’t question it. The ex-God King was absolutely still on thin ice, but she was willing to give him a chance. Maybe he just needed some guidance. Either that or he was a hopeless, cocky little shit.

Hydraulics hissed from the rising door as Maya entered the ship’s bridge. The orbital view of Pandora loomed outside the windows of Sanctuary’s observation deck. Crew members clacked away on keyboards at their posts. Lilith and Tannis stopped mid-conversation when they noticed Maya approaching.

“Troy’s on his way back to base,” Maya announced, slightly out of breath from rushing up three flights of stairs. “Cramer should be waiting for him when he lands. What did I miss?” she asked when she noticed neither of them would look her in the eye.

“Sorry I didn’t tell you about Tannis sooner. I decided the fewer people that knew about it, the better. These days, being a siren puts a target on your back,” Lilith apologized.

The revelation that the two of them were keeping Tannis’s siren powers a secret was shocking to say the least, but Maya wasn’t upset. She understood. Her own siren powers had been used by others to threaten an entire planet’s population. “I get it. I’m glad to have another siren on our side.” Maya smiled at the scientist, who awkwardly returned the gesture. It was cute when she made an effort.

“How are you, Tannis?” Maya asked.

“I'm fine. No need to fuss,” Tannis said. “It was actually interesting to experience the leech power first hand.”

Lilith knitted her brows. “Troy could have killed you. We still don’t know his intentions. Who knows what other abilities he’s hiding.”

Maya recalled the look of shock on Troy’s face while he held Tannis’s wrist, and the way he kept his distance from the two sirens afterwards as they processed what the hell just happened. After the conversation she’d just had with the Calypso, Maya felt the need to voice her opinion. “It seems like he doesn't understand his abilities either. I really don’t think he leeched Tannis on purpose.”

The commander was unconvinced. “Even if that’s true, we can’t underestimate what he’s capable of. This is still Troy Calypso.” Lilith stared out of the window at Pandora below. “For now, he’s useful to us. We’re going to need all the power we can get. It’s about time to make our move on the Holy Broadcast Center. There’s been a lot of activity lately. I’ve got a feeling something big is about to go down.”

Claptrap’s eardrum piercing voice called from the command console, “Incoming transmission!”

Speak of the devil. Maya’s heart sank as Tyreen’s smug face appeared on the overhead monitors. She was beginning to wonder if the COV had tapped their coms. Their timing was unusually coincidental.

“Hey, Lil!” the cult leader said in a singsong voice. “How’s life been as a non-siren normie human? Does it suck? I bet it sucks. Not gonna lie, these powers of yours are pretty sweet.” Lilith was seething. Tyreen had a knack for getting under her skin. The Calypso continued, “But hey, you don’t have to take my word for it. You know someone who knows all about my Firehawk upgrade. Just ask my brother.”

Damn. Word had finally reached her. Now Tyreen knew the Crimson Raiders were harboring her disowned twin.

“By the way, did that traitorous freak happen to mention the fact that he stole something from me? Can you believe it? Yoinked it right out from under me. I don’t want your grubby normie fingerprints on my stuff so if he shared it with you, I’m gonna need it back.”

Lilith calmly replied, “I assumed you’d know better since you were the one who dumped him in the middle of nowhere. He wasn’t exactly in any condition to exchange gifts when we found him. He’d been stripped and unarmed.”

Tyreen paused before shrieking with laughter. “She said unarmed! Please tell me you meant to make that pun.” She wiped a tear from her eye. “I needed that. No big deal. It’s a matter of time until I find it anyway. Well, I’ve got places to be. Big milestone event coming up. You’re gonna love it. Oh, and tell Troy I said hi before he runs outta juice and shrivels up. 'Kay? Laterz!” The Calypso winked before the feed was cut.

Maya’s fists tingled with the urge to meet that punchable face. She hollered back at the empty screen, “Troy will be the one kicking your door in, you cocky bitch!”

Claptrap said something about the video transmission’s crappy production value, but no one was listening. Lilith grit her teeth. “Using Troy was the plan, but that’s only if we can keep him alive long enough to get there.”

Maya squeezed her fists tighter, causing her fingernails to dig into her palms. Tyreen was always one step ahead of them. She couldn’t care less that her brother was in the Raider’s custody. Because of Troy’s dependence on her, she never even saw him as a threat.

Tannis chimed, “I have a theory, but you aren’t going to like it, Lilith.” All eyes turned to the scientist. “It is apparent that Troy cannot absorb the life force from living things through touch alone, with the exception of sirens. According to my experiments, it’s highly plausible that he can gain the same effect by ingesting it directly via anthropophagy or hematophagy.”

The room was silent apart from the humming of the spaceship. Maya blinked and said, “Tannis, no one understands you when you talk like that. In layman’s terms, please?”

Tannis sighed in disappointment but explained, “Troy should be able to regain energy from cannibalism or drinking blood.”

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Sorry it took so long for an update. I’ve been working through a serious creative block. Showing my girl Maya some love in this part. This was a little shorter than usual, but I hope it was still entertaining. As always, thanks for reading my garbage! <3

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“Is it a plot twist, or is it just lying?” and brief thoughts on the SPN road so far

To paraphrase an exchange from Bob's Burgers: Is it a plot twist, or is it just lying?

This seems to be an evolving theme of Supernatural's Season 15. I haven't been keeping up on my reviews here, dern it, but after some mild kerfuffles I've experienced between various fans (including myself), I'm re-inspired. Or perhaps incensed.

“Writers lie.”

When we first learned that God is a right asshole and as such, opened a rift in Hell before checking out to leave our intrepid heroes to deal with the undead invasion spilling forth—and then decided to check back in just to start fucking with the Winchesters again—I wasn't overly bothered, but nor was I particularly thrilled by the implications. I was begrudgingly interested to see what was evolving.

Well.

Kinda like watching a slo-mo train wreck, as it turns out. We're witnessing how this canon ret-conning is already starting to fray. How playing fast and loose with what the show has established as the rules of its universe is creating this “It was all just a dream” Dallas-esque meta embarrassment.

Seasons back, when the show first shattered the Fourth Wall by introducing the SPN books and conventions into its own mythos, that self-awareness was a really risky move. To this day, you either love it or hate it, but it managed to hold together because of the infrequency with which it was explored, and the skills of the writers at the time. (Even then, we got Season Seven, Time for a Wedding, arguably one of the more tasteless episodes of the whole series.)

As Dabb and company are choosing to further explore Chuck-as-God-and-puppetmaster, one of the show's important thematic cornerstones, that of the value of <i>freewill</i>, is taking a big hit. And the show knows it. They've had Dean come right out and air his disgruntlement with it several times already. So we get it, yeah, it's a thing. It's what Dabb is using to propel this last season (along with rampant fanservice and as many returning characters—dead or alive—that he can shoehorn into 43 minutes).

Now, I do loves me some fanservice on occasion, and there are certainly quite a few characters who died in rather inglorious ways and probably deserved better send-offs than they got, but I'm not sure 'hanging a flag on it' does enough to compensate for what this means in regards to the past 14 years of the show. In asserting that all of the past canon has been little more than Chuck's manipulations, it also means that the viewers' investment into the whole of the SPN universe has been hung on a lie within its own framework. “Ret-conning” doesn't even come close to describing this level of narrative dishonesty. (Wow, that sounded dramatic, but it's kind of true, you know?) By undermining the canon of the past 14 years, the current show creators have made Gamble, Carver and yes, even Kripke unwittingly complicit in this snake oil operation.

If SPN were just a movie, two hours designed from the jump to play out this way, I might think it was a little cheesy but oh well. I'm not that invested. (See 'Cabin in the Woods', which was a helluva fun neo-horror romp, in a similar vein.) But this is FOURTEEN YEARS we're talking here. That's a loooong time to be invested in a narrative, just to have the latest showrunner unseat all the canon that came before him. The only thing that matters one iota now? Season 15. It, apparently, is the only “true” canon. The only canon where “Chuck” is revealing his hand and operating with any in-world narrative legitimacy.

Thanks, I hate it.

I'm not going to pretend I like what Dabb is proposing. The segment of fandom hungry to bust Sam and Dean's so-called co-dependency is pretty stoked about it, naturally; they see classic SPN as toxic and unhealthy (and let's be real, in the way of a certain ship).

But here's the thing that gives me The Feels™, and it's not turning the Winchesters (or Cas, for that matter) into domesticated, well-adjusted Hallmark Channel leading men. (That's what, you know, The Hallmark Channel is for.) And it's sure as hell not invalidating the canon of the show I fell in love with.

It's urban legends, black humor, the endless highways and guttering neon. It's two brothers raised on the fringes of society, their unbreakable fidelity, finding comfort wherever they can since tomorrow, they may meet the business end of a rugaru. It's the colorful characters they meet along their travels. It's Led Zeppelin, greasy spoons and ancient tomes. It's faith and heart and sacrifice.

Unless Dabb dismantles these things too. At which point, a pox upon him and his house. Writers may lie, but this would be universe assassination.

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Oh! I was going to mention some episodes too, lol. Here are a few quick take-aways, since I've already blabbed on enough.

Episode 3: RIP, Rowena. I looooooved the line, “But I believe in prophecy. I believe in magic.” That was SO her. Of course an ancient witch, the most powerful in the game, would live (and die) on those words. And kudos to the show for remembering it put that Sam gun on the mantel in Season 13, iirc. Pretty sure we'll see Rowena again before the grand finale, though.

Big happy for the suggestion that Sam is a witch-in-the-making. Also glad Cas finally got his brain wrapped around the fact that Dean was pissed at him but he didn't need to take it anymore. Dean has some valid reasons to need space from Cas, and it's a handy way to get Cas off doing his own thing (as Misha is not contracted for every episode).

Berens did a solid job writing this episode, but I'm glad we've wrapped the customary 3-episode season premier. I had high hopes for myriad crusty, decaying dead shambling around a grim world, but instead we got a handful of ghosts, literally running around in broad daylight. The first two episodes were … clumsy.

Episode 4: 'Atomic Monsters', was written by my favorite current SPN writer, Davy Perez, and he did not disappoint! Something about the way he writes dialogue sounds so naturalistic to me, and he manages to tap into authentic feelings in the characters without feeling rushed or contrived. I believe his stories. I never get thrown out of his episodes.

The episode was lovingly directed by Jensen Ackles. The guy flat out knows what to give us. That whole beginning red scene, with Dean and his John Wick bad-assery and then … then we get a Sam who has never eschewed his demon blood addiction. It was chilling and gorgeously actualized and I might have watched that bit more than is healthy.

And we got to revisit Becky Rosen, who is now a fangirl—like many of us—but she's grown up and assimilated fandom enjoyment into her daily life. Perez did a great job in saving Becky, as a character. She isn't the butt of anyone's joke anymore. She isn't a dangerously unbalanced fan. She's just … one of us. Thank you, sir.

Episode 5: Fun stuff in this one! Brotherly banter, Sam and Dean dressed as sort-of Fish and Game employees, a brilliant turn by actress Anna Grace Barlow reprising Lilith (no one saw this coming!), werewolf brothers as yet another example of monsters that aren't as cut-and-dried as hunters might like, and more 'visions' from Sam wherein Sam is Lucifer again, and Dean still has the Mark of Cain. YUM.

But there were also a couple some not-so-fun things. The girls glamping in the beginning was just plain silly, the fight scenes had too many jump cuts (imho), but mostly, why on earth would they leave the God gun in the glove compartment of the Impala?? I noted that back when Dean put it in there, Episode 2 I think it was, but I seriously doubt they wouldn't have locked it up safely after that. Please, foo. Don't make our characters stupid.

By episode's end, Dean is clearly frustrated and demoralized by their predicament. It's clear Sam and Dean will be taking turns buoying each other's flagging spirits this season. As co-dependent as ever. I am here for this.

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This post has gone on long enough, so I think I'll hold Episode 6 ruminations for a separate entry, and maybe dish about where we think the series is heading, for a finale. Anyone reading this probably has a numb butt by now. Anywho, thanks for hanging in with me, gang! Talk at you later...

#Safetypin stuff #S15 meta #S15 episode reviews #such as they are #pinch o' salt

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