#Mod Stranger

[lucky0stars]

Greetings, if i may, can i request a platonic headcanon for terra, aqua and riku with magic talented reader, who Was studying magic by themselves (and sometimes tutored by yensid) went to pass an exam for sorcery(and characters eent with them as an audience to cheer them on). Imagine their reaction that reader with literally no effort passed the exam, while other participants were struggling. "I thought that meant to be hard??"

Hey there!

I saw Exam for Sorcery and I had to hop on it! It’s always fun to write out spells and magic. I had a great time writing it and I hope you enjoy it!

**Exam for Sorcery**

Word count: 955

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It’s the day that changed everything. Aqua was holding an exam to show off control over the magic in all its forms, and you found yourself on the edge of your seat all week. You were going to go up against some of the most powerful and intimidating Keyblade Wielders. But you were motivated, you were trained. And you were ready. Granted, you drew the short straw and would go last, didn’t change the fact that you were going to step with your best foot forward.

Terra approached his target with a nonchalant roll of his head along his thick shoulders, flexing out his arms and legs before casting out his arm and summoning to his hand his massive blade. He pulls his blade back and in a terrifying executioner’s swing, a torrent of ice is blasted out of the keyblade and shred through the dummy. Ventus and Roxas cheered on in surprise. Terra was a runner up for Master, he fought Master Xehanort and Vanitas, and his will to fight for his friends was so strong that he animated his own armor. Of course, he was powerful. Didn’t mean it wasn’t an impressive display nonetheless. 

Riku was next and within their right hand plumed and blossomed a Dark Firaga that shot out the palm of his hand and slammed against his target. The straw dummy bursts into flames, to the cheers of Sora and Kairi who begin cheering with excitement. Riku was one of the Keyblade’s chosen, conquered his own demons and found himself on the road to dawn, with control over the darkness in his body. It was admirable, and his strength in his darker power was evident in his equally strong display. 

“Alright, y/n,” Aqua’s voice spoke out and broke the fog of your mind. You straighten your stance and prepare to listen to the instructions of the master. She points over to the straw training dummy about two dozen feet away. Your hands tremble slightly, with your eyes focused on the task at hand. It was one thing to practice your technique and skill in the same fields and forest of your homeworld, or under the tutelage of the supreme sorcerer Yen Sid, it was another thing entirely to be performing your magic in front of a crowd of accomplished warriors and wizards. Especially so many that have been tried and tested in the field of battle. “Your turn to show us what you got.” 

This is it. This is what it was all building up to. 

Your eyes focus upon the straw dummy in the distance, your hands flexing and popping with anticipation as you prepare to show off your skill. Terra and Riku both had some pretty impressive displays of power and finesse. Both of them having been familiar and well versed in the ways of combat. Your right hand focused on the center mass of the dummy, fingers flexing and curling thoughtfully as you pondered what to do. Blizzard and Fire would be extremely effective, but Terra and Riku both showed off their skills with those elements already. Which meant that you could still show off your proficiency with Thunder. 

With the sparks of electricity tickling your fingers as the ricochet off of your digits as you prepare for the attack. With your right arm swinging in the motion of a javelin, you catch a single spark of pure thunder, in its jagged and sharp shape resting in the palm of your hand. The power surging through your arms and causing your heart to start hammering in your chest. Your eyes flicking from its typical shade to bright and shimmering gold. Mimicking the power that you held in your hand. 

With a targeted and precise strike, you send the bolt of power singing through the air, the winds whistling from the unparalleled and pure power. Once the bolt makes contact, a dozen of pointed bolts of lightning slamming into the dummy with the force that would bring Zeus himself down onto his knees. The sound of the thunder clapping and ringing the ears of those a mile within the struck dummy. 

A following flashing of incandescent light and of glamorous gold dazzling and deafening the audience with its display of complete and undeniable strength in the arts of sorcery and magic. 

A few moments of silence followed, with the crowd trying to orient themselves and find their bearings. It was the rousing cry of the mouse monarch that broke the quiet world first. 

“Hot dog!” King Mickey Mouse shouted with a hoot and a holler! The clapping echoing through the air before being swiftly followed by the almost deafening sound of whistles and screams of wild impressed cheers. Roxas and Ventus’ yells of enthusiasm and roars of applause. Lea and Isa were dumbstruck, having never seen such control and poise before. Terra and Riku were flabbergasted to say the least, Terra’s face sinking into the palms of his hands and Riku scratching the back of his head and wondering what exactly happened. 

However, wounded pride was aside and they too began to join the crowd in a congratulatory hurrah. Terra with a two finger whistle that echoed for miles and Riku with subdued but still very impressed subtle clap.

“What can I say, Aqua,” You mutter with a slight bounce to your step, a cocky smile breaking across your face as your eyes feast upon the bright burning sight of your target. The straw bag was crispy and charring from the heat of the devastating lightning bolt. Holding its form just long enough to look as bewildered as the rest of the crowd before it crumbled into smoke and dust. “I thought this meant to be hard…”

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— Mod Stranger

[daily-basil]

lol

[picnicbask3t]

fanart for ‘the dreamer’. peak mod btw go check it out

[xgumiho]

🕯️🍄🌾🗡️✨

A glimpse into the enchanted world of a cottagecore witch!Eddie and prince!Steve, created for @steddiebang2024, project 087 (now also project 119!)

Original idea is by @redlegumes. The story might still join this piece later, so I’ll update with the link as soon as it’s ready—stay tuned! 🤎

UPDATE: Read now! 👉 Thank you to the incredible @steddieas-shegoes for signing up to be my pinch hitter and writing the beautiful fic that is 'caught lightning in a bottle' 🧡⚡✨ Please show it lots of love!!

©xgumiho | do not repost/steal/edit/crop/sell or I'll haunt you

[elusiiev]

another @omorithedreamermod inspired spread in my sketchbook because im brainrotted

[zoewillowz]

lambs in the same pasture - fanart for @omorithedreamermod

[omorithedreamermod]

OMORI THE DREAMER Trailer

The PRELUDE is now available for download!

[fishbloc]

Long overdue update for the Swaggon mod that I wanted to make but could never found the time or heart to. Please enjoy.

CHANGELOG: - fixed portrait to show scar instead of suki - fixed dialogue so scar actually says his dialogues now - removed additional festival dialogue bar one for each festival - added 20 new general dialogues to make up for removal

(mod link)

[st-loveconfessions]

February Acts of Kindness challenge

Get ready to spread some love with our month-long Acts of Kindness challenge in February - with daily ideas on how to bring a little joy to your mutuals, your followers and your favorite fandom creators. The challenges are focused on spreading positivity with relatively low effort, though you are always welcome to do more if you feel inspired. Challenges do not have to be completed on the same day or even during the month of February. See them as mere inspiration. More info and tips on how to fill the individual challenges will be shared on the respective days. If you have any questions in advance, feel free to send an ask or DM.    

Day 1: Send someone a funny meme or picture 

Day 2: Write a ficlet inspired by an artwork 

Day 3: Make a mini playlist for a fanfic 

Day 4: Reblog a post and scream in the tags 

Day 5: Send love to your favorite creators 

Day 6: Rec a gen fic 

Day 7: A piece of original media you tried bc it was mentioned in a fic 

Day 8: A fic you read instead of doing something important 

Day 9: Start a reblog chain 

Day 10: A quote/scene from a fic you’ll never forget 

Day 11: Rec rare pair art/fics 

Day: 12 Make a motivational post 

Day 13: Comment on a fic that you can’t stop thinking about 

Day 14: Make and send a Valentine’s card 

Das 15: Rec an “unconventional” form of art 

Day 16: Share your favorite comment(s) 

Day 17: Your favorite fandom events & challenges 

Day 18: DM that one blogger you’ve been too shy to talk to 

Day 19: Self-brag day 

Day 20: Make art inspired by a fanfic 

Day 21: Rec a podfic 

Day 22: Make a moodboard for a fanfic 

Day 23: Let a creator know you’ve been gushing about them 

Day 24: Rec your favorite artists 

Day 25: Leave a comment on a WIP encouraging the author 

Day 26: Offer advice on something you’re good at 

Day 27: Share a fond memory of a fandom interaction 

Day 28: Shout-out to your favorite moots 

[mroddmod]

cutely bylers your scream

[lucky0stars]

Hehe! Ask and you shall receive! How about FemReader activating a Rage Form in front of her S/O Sora? Maybe he's hurt in battle and she is desperate to save him? Idk I'll leave the specifics to y'all. I'm fine with HCs or fic btw!

Rage? Intense battle? Fighting for a loved one?? I grabbed it up as soon as I could!

Enjoy!

TW: Blood and mentions of Death

One Bad Day

Word count: 1743

The fires hadn’t stopped in three days. And had been burning since you all got your boots on the ground in this world a few hours ago. You charge through the streets, your weapon in hand. This world was under fire of an unexpected Heartless storm, and you were ordered to go onto patrol looking for those in need of evacuation as Sora was on the offensive. Clearing the streets of Heartless while you were helping civilians.

The smell of burning wood and the sight of dense clouds lingering overhead was overwhelming. It reminded you of the fires that roared in Hollow Bastion when an entire legion of Heartless laid siege to the world. It was supposed to get easier, that’s what you thought would happen when the Organization fell. 

The collective sigh of relief from throughout the whole Universe when Xemnas fell, the bright morning sun that shone when Organization Thirteen had been destroyed by Sora and Riku could be felt from one end of the realm to the other side. But that didn’t mean the worlds were completely safe and sound after all.

There were still villains and still dangers throughout the universe, Sora and Riku were then tasked to take up arms and continue the work to protect them. Just as Keyblade Wielders were tasked with doing. Sora and you were tasked with this world this mission, and here you were assisting with the protection of the denizens of this world. You’ve already escorted so many of them to safety and you couldn’t bear to think there was one out there that you didn’t see or couldn’t save. You turned the corner and came face to face with a squad of Soldiers, their purple armor jingling and eyes on their leader. Listening to the wordless orders of their commander. 

The one clearly in charge of this attack was an Invisible that was named Orcus, an intimidating and dangerous Heartless. This horned creature of pure darkness and exuding power, with a strong sharp jaw and a mouth full of sharp fangs, a crown of crimson horns and the Heartless signature golden glare. With a pair of charcoal wings on its back that helped it hover across the ash laiden floor. A blade of sharpened iron and with a shade of red along the cheek of the steel. Whether it was hammered into the metal or stained with the blood of the innocent, it is unknown. 

The Heartless turned towards you, those golden eyes drilling into your soul as it approached you with a seething hatred lingering in its stare. The Heartless zoomed ahead, so much faster than you think something this big should move, sword held firmly in hand. By the time your hand could begin to get a solid grip, Orcus was in striking distance. 

“Y/N!” Sora shouted as he raced to your side and placed himself between your body and the blade of this powerhouse of a Heartless to protect you from its incoming wrath. You could only watch as he matched the swings of the Orcus with his own defending blows. Meeting strike for strike until the Heartless jabs him across the bridge of his nose with the hilt, stunning the young man long enough for it a wide hard strike to drive into Sora. From his to its opposite shoulder, nearly cleaving the young Keyblade Wielder in half. Your heart stops, your pulse drops, with a faint and immediate chill coursing through your whole body. Your lungs feel their breath dragged out, leaving you light headed and confused for a moment. Sora fought, Sora was winning, Sora was struck, and now Sora fell. A series of events that seemed almost impossible, but you knew it to be true. 

Watching him fall from the strike of the crimson hued blade was nauseating, chilling you down to the bone. Watching the frenzied slash spray a torrent of red up against the turbulent blackened skies and paint the street in a bloody splash. The sound of his skull knocking against the ground was a hollowed out echoing bang that makes your stomach flip and your eyes immediately hazy and wet. 

They hurt him, they might have just killed him, and for that? For that they will pay. A rumbling deep within your heart and soul roars to the surface, your passion for him only rivaled by the passion for his safety and wellbeing. He would be avenged. 

Your hair stands on end, your gentle gaze being quickly replaced with a rapidly bleeding in wrathful golden glare. Your skin morphed from its typical shade to a shade of pitch that matched a starless night. Your hands flexing out into extended fingers that grew out sharp-as-dagger claws. Your roars of depthless misery and unbridled rage rattling nearby windows in their frames. The Orcus huffed in bewilderment, its crimson crown cocked curiously toward this new development. They let the weight of their blade carry their arm and they moved to strike. You dodge with a backstep that makes you jump off your feet and miss the incoming swing.

The Orcus gives chase, wide horizontal chops aiming to bisect you across your hips. Your mind is now a roaring mess of smoke and fire, images flashing behind your eyes of your sullen sulk to Sora’s childhood home, to have to carry the weight of the responsibility to explain to his mother that her son fell trying to save you. 

You charge forward when the Heartless overextended their swing and you strike without delay, slamming your shoulders into the Orcus’ wide frame, arms hooking into knees and following through with tackling them hard onto the stones. Once the creature landed, you follow up with driving your claws hard into their chest. Puncturing deep to ensure that they felt every bit of pain they inflicted on Sora. Then you got to clawing. 

Each scratch and tear with your claws brings to mind the weight of the spades in one’s own hands when they prepare the earth to receive the most compassionate and loving person you’ve ever met. Your savage screams echoing through the streets as you finish your slashing and let the back of your fist crash against the Orcus’ cheek. This blow ended up disorienting the creature just long enough for you to take up the creature’s own blade and drive it into its scored chest without hesitation. Sending this Heartless back into the dark and letting it combust into dark matter beneath your power and rage. Your heaving and heavy growls of passion and adrenaline are immediately chased by the image of a single cold tombstone, morning dew wet grass, and the apathetic feeling of a morning sun rising overhead. You tremble and you feel your body begin to seize and surge with sorrow. You have to take him home, you wouldn’t dare leave him here, which means you have to see what damage was done to your boy. That’s when you hear the sound of ringing bells and a flash of ember all over your shoulder. 

“Y/N, Y/N,” Sora’s tender broken voice was enough to bring you back to your senses just enough to make you straighten your back, even out your current heavy animal like panting, and make you turn your attention back to him. He is upright, barely, and shuffling over to you as quickly as his body would let him. “It’s ok… you can stop. The fight is over…” 

His bloodshot blue meeting your burning golden glare. He shuffles forward with a grimace and a dragging of his right foot behind him. The Cure he used had staunch the bleeding, but left him with a wicked wound that would leave a scar. The sight of the broken limping body of the one you love the most is enough to drag your hyper vigilant and hyper aggressive mind out of its dreadfully dark corner and back into the light. Your claws reach up with a little hesitance as you cradle the tanned baby cheeks of Sora with a tenderness that any extra pressure could cause him to shatter in your grasp. Your body shudders as you watch him lean into your grasp and press his cheek against your palm. Unafraid of you. 

“Sora…” Your single word came out into a guttural and monstrous, more of a bark than a real word. Your claws begin to sink back into your typical nails as your skin illuminates back into its typical shade and tone. Your golden eyes shift back to your normal eye color, the heat of fresh tears streaming down your cheeks as you feel his hands shakily reach up to cup your own face. You feel your jaw clench as his palms make contact, your breathing stifles as you feel how gently he handles you. As if he could break you. “Sora?”

“You’re hurt, Y/N.” He mewls with a whine in his voice, his rough thumbs combing over your cheek to wipe away your tears. His soft blue eyes glisten as he lets out a soft cough and keeps rolling his digit over your face. His eyes seemingly drawing your somber expression over and over again, a look of self-disappointment in his eyes. That lingering fear in his eyes, you could tell what he was thinking. He blamed himself for your pain. For your damage. “I’m sorry. I’m so sorry you got hurt. I should’ve- I should’ve-”

“Sora,” You simply whisper, catching his attention just before he starts to spiral. You kiss him softly on the nose, letting your hands slide along his jaw to meet and interlock against the base of his neck. Getting lost in the hazel spikes of his hair. Keeping him close to you. Keeping him safe.

“Let’s go. We need to get you somewhere safe.” Sora responded with a tender tone. You almost want to laugh, the Keyblade wielder who should be dead from such a devastating attack is only concerned about you and your safety. You had buried him several times over in your head already, and to feel his unsteady breath against your chin shocked your system with every wheeze and hum that slipped out of him. Your foreheads meet and you're just thankful for those blue eyes that still held the beauty of the picture perfect sea and the endless lovely sky. All you can do is nod with a grateful smile and let him focus on saving you. 

— Mod Stranger

[daily-basil]

I take my classes very seriously

@rabbit-hearted-darling sent that in the nightshade server and the torture of the class where you can BARELY BREATHE convinced me to draw this

[cybrpnkd]

(re)made johnny's holographic arm... don't know if i'll publish the mod because this was literally my first time making one but here's some shots i took with it

[vyoleya]

"... Do you hate him that much? All he did was die."

this might be my favorite part in the game . the dread gets me every time. i am absolutely obsessed and also completely stable

(also my first time drawing something that aren't faces!!!!! huge cheers for me)

[clegfly]

OUGH FINALLY FINISHED MY FIRST PROPER FANART FOR THE @omorithedreamermod PRELUDE… AT LAST!!!! Had this done for a while but kept putting off doing the background. Not the biggest fan of how it turned out in the end but we BALL!!!!!

Anyways. Below is a sappy little ramble about how much this mod means to me so. 👇👇

I’m not sure how to begin this without sounding REALLY corny, but this mod means the absolute world to me. It is my genuine opinion that it is equal in quality, effort, passion, talent and impact to the base game so far.

I’ve been in the modding community for omori for a while (since late 2021 I believe?) and I’ve never been actually active in it, but as I watched more mods being developed I always wanted to see something like the dreamer- a faithful continuation that both felt like omori, but had its own identity too. When I first played the demo back in December, I felt genuinely overjoyed at what I was playing, because the dreamer achieves what it sets out to do so so perfectly- it is extremely faithful to the game.

Every little detail, dialogue and secret brought me back to experiencing omori for the first time all the way back in 2021. Feeling for these characters in the same raw way I did back when I experienced their story for the first time years ago, in a way I never thought I could again. Seeing the game I loved, the characters I loved, the world I had fixated on being given the promise of rejuvenation in that demo brought me indescribable excitement- and then the prelude came out.

And the prelude was even BETTER. I’ve mentioned it a few times, but for the prelude, I actually decided to record my play through, something I’d never done before! It was mainly for note-taking purposes for analysis (expect a big one on stranger at some point…), but I’ve found that for the past couple weeks when I’ve been listening back to those recordings, listening to my commentary, I can’t help but notice the pure emotion and joy in each thing I said. This mod made me SO happy I can’t even put it into words.

Otomerson, and everyone else that worked on this masterpiece, I actually cannot express how amazing and brilliant each and every one of you are. You brought this game which I didn’t know I could love and appreciate any more than I already did new life for me, and you let me, and so many others, play it for the first time again, experience the story and observe these wonderful characters for the first time again, cry for the first time again. It was so moving, so fun, so beautiful- like GOD I sound SO CORNY but it’s the truth. You are so AWESOME. Be SO proud of what you’ve made!!!!!

I’m not sure how to end this- I don’t want it to be too long and too weird and sappy hehe but I haven’t felt like this since I first completed omori. The dreamer is a masterpiece and if you haven’t played it yet I HIGHLY recommend you do- you won’t regret it! I’m UNFATHOMABLY excited for December- I can’t wait to see what otomerson and the team make, and to finish this familiar yet new experience. Remember to pace yourself, everyone!!!! You’re all amazing!!!! :D

Anyways… this is DEFINITELY not gonna be the last the dreamer art I make so hopefully the next few will be better SHSJSJSJ I just didn’t want this simmering for too long… also here’s the lads without the background and lighting!!! Since I actually really like how they turned out…

Look at them!!! The sillies!!!!!!!

Anyways. Long post. Sorry HEJDJSJ. I’ll make more stupid doodles of these guys in the near future but for now here they are!!! Woo hoo!!!! Go play the dreamer!!!!!

[bylerween]

We are happy to announce that BYLERWEEN will be returning this year!!! 🎃🎃

Join us Sunday, October 27th - Saturday, November 2nd to celebrate Byler this Halloween. 🧟‍♂️

More information, guidelines, and themes will be posted soon!

Ayla @howtobecomeadragon and Lex @foodiewithdahoodie are returning as mods, with the happy additions of Liv @longtallglasses and Sam @krakoansam!!!!

Amazing graphic done by @magentamee!