#My true identity SS

[manybrokenquills]

What.

I remember watching this as it came out????

WHAT?

[nightly-raine]

Babygirl dating a trans person

My first post just HAS to be this handsome specimen, I don’t make the rules. Anywaysssss… I was going to add a small fic but maybe next time, for now just headcanons. Also this is obviously very self indulgent but I do want to give my community some food so ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

Cw: slightly clingy Grim Reaper || Trans reader || fluff || Azreal is called Azzie once :0 ik scandalous.

Tw: slight mentions of suicide and hate crimes done to trans people. Needles are mentioned. Slight nudity but it’s not sexual.

Casper is naive to certain aspects of humans like slangs or texting norms but such a thing like gender and sexuality are not some of them. Believe it or not, he’s actually informed on the basics of it because of some souls he has reaped in the past.

Sadly he knows mostly the grim (haha, Grim. get it?) parts of being transgender. He knows how hard people struggle to the point that they’d take their own lives or that someone else does it in a act of blind hatred. 

When he met you, he could tell right away about your identity. Not in a “you can always tell” way, more like “I know your soul” type of way. But he’ll never pry or mention anything about it unless you do. 

If you know you’re trans, he’ll patiently wait until you tell him but if you don’t know then he’ll let you figure it out on your own. This is a part of human life after all, he won’t take the discovery from you but he’ll be there for you through your journey.

Since he knows the basics of being trans and a lot of it being really depressing, you’ll need to educate on the more happier and deeper aspects of it. This will calm his nerves a bit because as much as he loves to hide it, he’s very afraid of losing you.

Every time you feel dysphoria or feel like you hate life, he’ll cling to your side like a puppy (he denies it but we both know it’s true). Doing all kinds of things to make you happy like putting on your favorite show/movie, getting your favorite snacks or your favorite flowers. 

Though gift giving is a go-to since he can still be shy about showing affection, he’s also very cuddly. If you’re comfortable with it, he’ll shower you in kisses and hug your waist from behind. Don’t let turn around or you’ll see the cutest little flustered expression on his face.

If you aren’t too big on either of those things then he’ll be fine with you giving you words of affection and affirmation. Calling you all sorts of sweet things like my pretty boy/girl, handsome/gorgeous, and my prince/ss

If you want none of those things, then he’ll stay quiet and won’t push it but please let him stay with you. He has seen too many trans people in bad places and he doesn’t want to lose you so please don’t push him away in that sense. He needs to know you won’t leave him or hurt yourself, he couldn’t handle the anxiety that leaving you alone would bring.

On a happier note, I’m not really sure if grim reapers get money and if their money can even be used in the human world (he had to steal flowers hehe). If he can use the money then he’ll get anything you don’t have. Helping you get surgery is on the table too, only if you want of course. If he can’t use the money then he’ll try his best to help you and support you in anyway he can.

Overall a wonderful boyfriend/husband who will hunt down anyone who dares to misgender you or hurts you (yeah yeah he can’t kill them but he can spook them like the friendly ghost he is). When he returns he’ll be all over you while blushing and hiding his face on your hair. 

For the T-guys:

If you’re taking t-shots and don’t want to do them yourself, Casper will gladly do it (after you teach him and reassure him that he’s not putting some kind poison in your body). He’ll get bragging rights. Like “My boyfriend can flirt with death head on but can’t stand needles, such a silly mortal” whether you’re afraid of needles or not, he’ll continue to bring it up once in a while. He won’t say it but he’s truly grateful that you trust him enough to do something so important to you. 

His heart swells with pride whenever you look at yourself in the mirror and/or you complement yourself genuinely. He has seen your growth (he’s been watching you for a while, let’s not forget that) and wants you to see yourself the way he has always seen you. 

If you wear binders don’t think he’ll allow you to miss use them, he’s keeping track of how long you wear them and he will ask you to take it off if you’ve surpassed the healthy limit. He’ll lend you his clothes instead and he’ll shyly offer to cuddle to get your mind off it.

If you have surgery scars, you bet your sweet ass that he’s gonna caress and kiss them while he’s softly humming. He’ll rub scar removing creams if you ask but with or without it, he’ll worship your body. 

If you haven’t cut your hair and you want to cut it, don’t ask him (I feel like he’d either be the best at it or be absolutely atrocious). It’s your special moment and he doesn’t want to ruin it, he’s confident in his abilities but he has never cut hair before so please don’t ask him or you might have to go bald. 

Shark weeks suck, we know this and he knows this. He had a talk with Azrael and they both agree that you need cuddle time with Azzie so while your laying down you are more than welcome to hold him. 

Again idk if he had mortal money but if he does, he’ll use it to buy you medicine, a heating pad and your favorite snacks. If he doesn’t have mortal money then he’ll cook something for you (don’t worry he’s getting better thanks to your guidance). If you’re in a craving for noodles then you’re in luck bc your pantry is full of them so he’ll quickly make some for you if you don’t feel like eating actual food. 

Once more, you are welcome to wear his sweater/jacket? Or any clothes of his if it’ll make you feel better. 

If you’re okay with it, he’ll cuddle with you too and just give you kisses while you both watch tv or try to sleep.

If you like wearing feminine things but they make you feel like your faking or dysphoric, he will start doing it with you. Painting your nails? he’s got black and red so pick one. Wearing a skirt or dress? Babes you make him wear it all the time. Want to do a whole spa day and get your hair done? HE DOES THIS EVERYDAY with what he has at home, of course. The point is, no matter what you wear or use you’ll always be a handsome man because if he can do those things then so can you. He wants to break all the rules of gender norms with you (he loves to break rules for you so once you ranted to him about gender norms, he knew he had to break those too).

He better not catch a mf being mean to you or catcalling you, he will be pissed off. This man won’t kill the person, obviously but he will make the snarkiest remarks ever like we know he’s confident so he has no fear of holding back anything he has to say. Not to mention that he’s skilled in combat so if someone ever lays their hands on you, they’ll be on the floor within seconds. 

[livmightlive]

Skyward Sword thoughts but mostly shipping and some LU

Okay I’m having big thoughts after finishing Skyward sword and they’re mostly about the shipping (I know I’m disappointing myself rn 😭)… and it’s NAMELY… Groozelink. But we’ll get there. First. Analysis. (This is also gonna swing back around to LU, not yet but we’ll get there! In case anyone is confused over the Sun and Sky naming convention)

Skyward Sword is the first Zelda game I’ve played to actually make me kind of ship Zelink. I’m not a hater, cross my heart, but like, most times I just really really don’t ship Zelink. Either canon isn’t enough for me or just.. idk, it doesn’t appeal to me. Most Zelink ships just don’t do it for me.

But Skyward Sword… from the beginning they were basically an established relationship which somehow didn’t annoy me. I thought they were kind of cute, like first love teens. Sun sticks up for Sky. Nice. Cute. No flaws or annoyances.

But then… DRAMA happens and it feeds my soul. I was pretty content in the first acts embarking on this quest for Sky’s kinda girlfriend. She endeared herself to me enough for my heart to be in it. And then you actually see her a few times and she’s got her own quest going on and it’s like cool… how do I fit into this? There’s something bigger than the two of them going on now. (I also just really like how they showed that she had a lot going on. It’s nice to see her have autonomy)

BUT THEN… 👀👀👀 Sun awakens her identity as Hylia and full on admits that she was using Sky’s affection for her to embark him on this quest which raises a lot of questions. Like:

Is Sun’s affections real or were they fabricated by the Goddess? How much of this was Sun and how much of this was Hylia?

I don’t doubt that Sun does have affection for Sky but if it were me, I would be HAUNTED. If I were Sky I’d be replaying that conversation through my head again and again. Especially in the post credit scene where she starts talking about how she wants to stay and protect the triforce… like… is that YOU or HYLIA??? And then she asks Sky what he’s going to do and it’s like… does he even have a choice? This whole game was kind of leading to the fact that this is what he was made for. It’s his fate. Of COURSE he’s going to stay with her. But what I want to know is does he ever think about that??? Does he ever wonder if Sun loves him back?

And if I were Sun I would feel guilty, and holy shit she’s literally cursed, in my opinion, of all the memories and knowledge of the Goddess she once worshiped. And if she does like Sky I bet she would wonder if those are her true feelings or if they’re just convenient to keep everything in line. Or maybe she’s scared of hurting him again. One part of her dragged him purposefully into an extremely dangerous quest and now she’s pulling him into even more serious responsibilities… (if I were to character analyze ss!Link I really feel like he’s the type to be really content with letting others take the reins for stuff like this. His quest was really out of necessity. In my eyes)

From here on it’s my own kind of really dramatic fanfic-esque take on everything so if you’re not down me way over thinking and reading into things this might not be for you

Because Groose… 😭 I’ve been aware of Groose as concept and the Groozelink ship for a while now but I always thought of it as a crack ship until I played the game and… there’s a LOT more there than I ever expected there to be. why TF was he there for like most of the key moments??? Why did they become a trio??? Why were they exchanging GLANCES in those cutscenes????

But anyways, I think they’d get married really soon after getting to the surface. Kind of a shotgun wedding. They’re basically going to be the first monarchs of Hyrule (or at least I think that’s implied?) they’re at least going to probably be in positions of leadership building the kingdom of Hyrule. Getting married makes sense. They love each other. Right?… RIGHT?!?!? That has to be real!! Out of everything at least they still have each other????

I think Sun starts getting eaten up by guilt. She doesn’t know if Sky is happy. He’s a pillar of strength next to her but he’s changed… of course he is after what he went through but she knows that he’s upset. He’s having nightmares, he’s stressed. She thinks that maybe he’s feeling trapped… And maybe she’s what’s trapping him into this stressful lifestyle. That maybe there’s some mistrust.

I also think maybe she starts feeling discontent with being the goddess reincarnate. She’s still mortal, she doesn’t want to be perfect. It’s getting to her… so….

She turns her eyes on Groose. Groose who’s gotten so reliable. So kind. So… so FINE.

So maybe one night she leans in for the kiss and of course Groose is kind of horrified. He’s also confused because he loved her for so long but… she’s married!! To his best friend. But. He also knows that she’s been traumatized and traumatized people do weird things. So he turns her down, with surprising grace, and begs her to consider her husband. He decides he won’t tell Sky, because at the moment that feels like it would do more harm than good. He is worried about Sun’s mental health though… but before he can do anything about that…

Sky tries to pull the exact same thing 😭😭😭

so now poor Groose is trying to figure out what to do bc how do you tell a couple they’ve both tried to cheat on each other and how do you gently tell two traumatized people that maybe they need to pump the breaks on building an entire new country, relinquished care of the triforce for a little bit, and focus on actually healing from what happened to them???

But then Sky gets eaten by a portal and gets thrust into another quest but with 8 other Link’s just like him.

Sky eventually tells the chain that he’s married to the goddess incarnate. He’s kind of horrified in himself for making a pass at Groose, kind, reliable Groose���, so he goes full wife guy iykyk. So for months he’s like: *fists clenched* IlovemywifeIlovemywifeIlovemywife-

To where it’s like… part of his personality.

And then they finally do get to Sky’s era and… at first they’re just as lovey dovey as you’d expect from how Sky’s been talking… but then… maybe over dinner… (don’t ask me how this happens just let me write my shitty soap opera) Sky figures out that Sun made a pass at Groose. Maybe he finds a letter Groose was trying to draft or maybe Sun’s been trying to get the guy to stay over while Sky’s been gone…

And holy SHIT do they have the fight of the MILLENNIA. But it’s not just Sky going: “omg I can’t believe you tried to cheat on me” it’s “HE’S MINNNEEEEE!!!!” From both of them

And then there’s screaming, plate throwing, cussing. And then it’s just not about the attempted cheating but every single little thing they can nitpick. All of their dirty laundry out.

And the chain, who were trying to enjoy their nice dinner of pumpkin soup, are sitting in shocked silence the whole time just like: 😦😟🥲

Maybe a few of them are secretly relieve bc they’ve had some relationship issues BUT NOT LIKE THIS while others are scared this might be some sort of genetic Link curse.

The fight escalates when Sun pulls the harp off the wall. Sky treats her like she just picked up a loaded gun. Things look like they’re gonna get worse when they notice Groose standing in the doorway.

He’s so sad… he’s down trodden. He doesn’t want his best friends to fight like this… he’s going back to Skyloft for a while.

Sky and Sun promise each other to actually talk when Sky gets back home and when he does… they do. Because. They do love each other. They just hate feeling like pawns incapable of their own actions and fates…

And… they both really do like Groose. So they talk to him… apologize. And the rest… 😘 who knows lol.

They grow not only to love each other more authentically but respect each other in new ways too. They learn to live apart from each other but with each other as well… and. They do really love each other.

The end I’m tried I’m going to bed 😮‍💨 I hope somebody else had a similar thought process to me bc this game was genuinely kind of a mindfuck to me (but I loved it). But there’s SO much to unpack with Link in Zelda in Skyward Sword. Like, it had me going bonkers. If you liked this pls… pls talk to me. I NEED to talk about this with someone. This is a cry for help. Pls somebody talk to me about skyward sword it was insane

Edit: and omg what was going on with Zelda and Impa too??? Lowkey Good Luck Babe coded

[stygiansun-totaleclipse]

I dont think this has been asked before, but if it was - sorry!

What animal would you associate with each RO?

I've seen a couple mentions for some of them in other asks, like Aurynn and a peacock, L and a dog (in heat specifically, and probably as a joke, but its an animal association nonetheless lmao), Nihm and a moth, all I can remember rn. Would these actually match your association now or would the be different? What about others?

Those associations I’ve made in other asks were situational so I mean they’d still hold true for certain aspects of their identities :3 but if I had to pick one (or two if I can’t decide) animal to represent them overall, I’d go with these:

Kieran: Sea urchin/sea star. ⭐️ For a few reasons: they love the ocean; they grew up a street urchin; urchins/sea stars are echinoderms, meaning spiny skin—Kieran often comes off as sharp on the outside but they are soft on the inside :3; sea star….for Spoiler Reasons™️; and urchins/sea stars go through metamorphosis, and that sort of change ties into Kieran’s shift from urchin->prince/ss and another shift they’ll go thru in their arc.

Nihm: Moth/mosquito. Because they love bugs :3 🦋🦟🪲🐜🐛🐞🪳🕷️. Also, moths for metamorphosis (sorry bb :( ), for their association with death and decay, and for being drawn to the light as a symbol for holding onto hope. Mosquitoes for their association with blood (sorry again bb), and for their habits of hibernation/torpor—for….Reasons™️.

Lilith/Lucien: Canine. 🐕 Unfortunately fits their current situation rather well—I’ve referred to them as Lady de Arcanis’ dog before. Their metaphorical collar isn’t just for kink reasons, though yes, they do indulge in praise and pet play. Also fits parts of their personality, being both loyal and dangerous. Plus they just really love lil stray doggies and kitties :3

Samira: A serpent 🐍 for several of their in-game connotations and how these will play into her overall arc and backstory: ill-omen, wickedness, death, charming tongue, uncaring, and change. In regards to what happened with her and her family at home, rumors followed her to the palace that she is tainted and a bad omen. I’d like to run my freaking mouth more on all these connotations and how they relate to Sam but I would be walking on a spoiler minefield so I must curb my excitement and terror for her arc ;-;

Aurynn: A bird and a serpent. 🦜🐍 This duo for a Very Specific spoiler reason. Bird for pretty feathers and a flashy outward appearance and how that ties into an aspect of his personality/backstory, and for clipped wings/caged bird connotations. And a serpent for several of its in-game connotations as well, and how that relates to another aspect of his backstory. (sorry to literally all the ROs, I have done all of them dirty, they don’t deserve this 😰)

[candywife333]

My Little Saesang (Part 2)

chubby reader x idol jungkook

Summary: Y/N had been a super fan for a while. Some would say bordering on saesang or creep level. She didn't think she was one, till she experienced an incident that made her stop being a fan. She had never thought that Jungkook or any of BTS ever noticed her, as she was part of the masses of obsessive fans. But they had. Especially, one doe eyed idol in particular. He never thought he would miss his fan, or shall we say saesang. Yet, he couldn't help but notice her absence. He took her comforting presence, her kind eyes, hair disheveled in excitement, and wide smile for granted. And he didn't know when her presence started to matter to him so much. When exactly did she become such a constant in his life?

Disclaimer: The Jungkook represented in this fic does not reflect the true actions or thoughts of the real life Jungkook. Please treat this fic as exactly what it is, fiction

Triggers: Critique of fandom culture and kpop as a whole, identity crisis, eventual smut

Note: Not proofread. Slated to be approximately 4 parts or less.

Jungkook POV

It took me about two weeks, but I did start to notice her absence. I never got her real name. But I and all the other members christened her with the moniker of strawberry shortcake, for how tiny and chubby she was, and also how flushed her entire face and neck become as she jumped up and down to our songs. We called her berry or SS for short. The few fans we had from the beginning, we either knew their actual names or had little nicknames to commemorate them.

She was a fan of the entire group, but I knew I was her bias, and so did the other members. It was obvious, the way she left tiny gifts wrapped in gold and red ( as though it were perpetually christmas year round for her) addressed towards me. She even took fancams of me, her eyes furtively moving along my body , gasping when she caught sight of my abs over the years. I wouldn't deny that sometimes I played up my antics for the camera just so I could catch her mouth wide open in an "O" petrified in shock as she bopped her head up and down manically.

Berry was not there. And it was starting to really bother me. It shouldn't in fact. She shouldn't matter that much to me. Yet, I always had her in my corner since debut. I always had her eyes on me, watching over me. It felt comforting even though she had gotten a little too close for comfort twice or thrice by accosting me with gifts on sets of music video shoots or backstage. Her specialty was with desserts. She would always leave me coffee infused brownies and tres leche cake towards the end of the year right in front of the HYBE building, addressed to me specifically with a cheery little note wishing me for christmas and new years.

And now I was staring at the entire crowd at MusicBank, surveying the area to see her familiar face. She was usually in the first row, bopping her light stick in an erratic manner, mouthing the lyrics to the song, staring at me with excited eyes that lit up with glee. The girl really didn't seem to love material things, because she would always wear the same red beanie and pearl earrings I had been seeing for the past 5 years. Her clothes were always a nondescript black or brown shade, pants and a sweater. She never really donned feminine clothes in all the years I had noticed her.

As I looked for her, I could only find her associate, the ARMY who always stuck by her, who we had named Specs. The tall, lithe limbed girl glared at me. It felt like she was piercing daggers through my skull as she squinted though her black thick framed glasses. She had always had a smile on her face, and now she looked so angry. Yoongi always had a tiny crush on her. She had supported him for ages, even paying for his meals many times when he was still a trainee. Why was she so indignant?

Before I could start questioning all of this even further, Yoongi came up to me with a hand on my shoulder, noticing Specs, "How is my baby doing? And why the hell is she glaring at you like you murdered her first born child? Did you do anything to her?", he questioned in a worried tone of voice. I answered back, "Of course not. I don't really interact with fans that personally. You know that hyung".

He continued quizzically, raising one eye brow up, "Where is berry? My baby Specs is alone today? You really must've done something to fuck things up. She isn't even looking at me. Totally ignoring me. The hell, she usually smiles softly at me and today she looks like somebody pissed on her breakfast. What gives"?

I had no idea what was going on. Our loyal fans for years, people who we didn't necessarily consider saesangs, but just sort of obsessive in their devotion, were either not present or ignoring us. What the hell was becoming of this fandom?!!!!

That's when I saw Berry push through the crowd. And I was so shook, that an earthquake could've come through and swallowed me up and I wouldn't have cared. Berry was dressed in a peach colored floral fit and flare dress with her customary pearls in her ears and what looked like heels on. The only way I knew was that she looked taller than usual. She had a floral ribbon in her hair, lip gloss on, eye make up on point. What the hell was she up to all of a sudden?

Her hair was streaming down her back in waves, loosened from the customary ponytail I saw all the time. She hugged Specs and a few other armies who I noticed she always had around with her. She kissed another army in a wheelchair on the cheek, plopping a pastry box in her hands and wrapping her neck with a scarf. With the deadest look in her eyes, lifeless and devoid of the usual pretty sparkle, she stared at me, as though it were some sort of messed up farewell. WTF??!!! Why did this feel like a good bye? She just looked so done.

She didn't smile at me or any of the members. She gave her light stick to another baby Army in 3rd row, she looked back once wistfully, and left the place through the door.

Where the fuck was she going?!!!?!

After the performance, dreading the fact that Berry left right in the beginning (something she had never done even once in the past years) , I walked up to Specs in the front row. The gangly girl looked super shocked to see me right up in front of her. I squeaked out in mild panic, "Where is your friend? She looked all dressed up and cute today. Does she have plans or something?"

The initial shock wore off on Specs face as something akin to irritation filtered through, "She has a date today , with a coworker I believe. That's why she is dressed up. But you don't need to know that. Today was her official last day as active super fan. She is still a fan, but she's decided to convert from offline to online fan. That's it". Specs said all this with a finality that started freaking me out. I stuttered, "SS-S-S-S-he became an online fan. Meaning, she won't show up in person to our events anymore"?

Specs muttered derisively, "Do you not understand anything I just said. Korean is your first language right? I just told you she is done being such an avid fan". She snorted, looking tired with a distant glaze in her eyes , "Maybe even I should stop. I am getting too old for this shit. My mom keeps telling me to get married, and here I am attending all this stuff, obsessing over millionaires who have more money than I ever could in my life. I am becoming an old fucking lady and I don't even have a husband or family of my own. I guess all of us older armies might need to redirect our lives back towards ourselves".

She stomped away after that remark. Yoongi ran up to me as I walked back stage. He inquired , "Is Specs still there? I was going to ask her for her number".

I grumbled out with my hands on my head, "She left hyung. So did berry, a while ago. I think we are losing our OG fans. Berry never left me once in the last few years. Even when we became so famous in the US, she never stopped attending my events, even some of the big ones in the US. What went so wrong that she is quitting?"

Yoongi choked in confusion, "You mean to tell me that both Specs and Berry are quitting. They ain't even that old, maybe late 20s. Oh no, fuck!!! My baby, Specs, I never told her how much she meant to me. What did she say?" Yoongi, shook my arm hard, trying to squeeze answer out at me. "She said that she is becoming too old for this and maybe she should get married soon, because her mother is pressuring her".

Yoongi's eyes popped wide open, panic and fear evident in his eyes, squeaking, "WTFFFFF. Since when did they give up on us like this? I can't let Specs go. She has been with me before I was famous , looking like a homeless dude, and even now. I have to get her back!!!! The fuck, I need to talk to the ARMY fanclub president for her contact". He scurried off in anxiety, leaving me back to stew in sadness. What had I done so wrong for Berry to leave me after so many years? Something must've ticked her off. Shit, the chocolate. It all hit me in a frenzy. It was the Godiva chocolate. That limited edition Christmas chocolate she had left for me that day on set.

It had been one of the hardest days in my schedule, and just seeing her face had made it all better. But the irritation had gotten to me, and in my anger at being hangry on a diet, I had thrown the chocolate in the trash. Oh no. Wait. A dreadful thought entered my head. What if she thought, that it was my rejection of her support and love as a fan? Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. She probably thought I hated her or something when it was just a bad day.

What bothered me even more, was that she had skipped my event to attend a date. A date with a guy who was not me. This thought filtered through my head, and I froze. Why did it aggravate me so much that she was on a date with another dude? Then I imagined her soft eyes, gleaming with love as she stared at another guy, kissed him on the cheek, sharing a chocolate cake with him and partaking in a chocolate-fililed kiss on the lips.

I felt like literally crying. I don't know why I did. But, I just did. I had to find her no matter what and I had to do it fast, before she gave up on me.

Y/N POV

The date had been fine. Jung-shik had been a cute guy, all brown curls , shy smiles and blushes. He was one of the art managers at KBS who I had met at the bakery. We talked about work, music, and art, eating cheese cake at a cake cafe. He had been a true gentleman, asking me what I wanted to have and opening the door for me, even going so far as to drop me near the bus station.

I sat at the bus station, waiting for my ride back at him when I saw a billboard of the sexy man himself, Jungkook. I could never escape this guy it seemed, even in death. I had felt his stare at me and Kim Hee today. It was odd, he never stared at individual fans like. He did that with particularly beautiful Armys---total models and divas I tell you. But, never with me. Even Yoongi stared at Kim Hee like they had three kids together, like she was coming home with him, like she was married to him---as much as that girl liked to deny it.

I never felt him even acknowledge me, with a glance, till today. I could feel the smoldering presence digging into my skin. Probably cause I dressed up for once today. As I was about to get on the bus that had pulled in, I saw a flash of black fluffy hair.

Before I could get on the bus, a strong sturdy vascular hand encircled my wrist, stopping me from getting on. Looking up at this man's face, I realized who it was. Doe eyes pierced into my face with a cutting glare, a sneer on his face, chewed up lips contorting in anger and ......something that felt like envy, "Who the hell did you go on a date with Berry? You better not be giving my chocolates away to anyone else".

[warden-melli]

Pokémon Legends Arceus theory:

While the identity of the protagonist(s) in legends Arceus bare a striking resemblance to Dawn and Lucas from the Diamond and Pearl games, it is never confirmed in game that these characters are actually one in the same. Most players assume that you play as an older version of Dawn or Lucas. One who has been selected by Arceus, and brought to the past to carry out its bidding, but there’s some clues that indicate that this may not be the case. While there are alternative theories to who the protagonist may truly be (including them actually being Dawn or Lucas’s child, and not them themselves), I propose one of my own

At the start of the game, this is some of the first dialogue we encounter

The way that it is worded implies that the character being spoken to wouldn’t already be familiar with what a pokemon is, or the Pokémon world. We know that the player character in PLA is around 15 years old. Older than Dawn and Lucas in their DPP appearances, so it’s out of the question that they wouldn’t already know what a pokemon was. They lived and grew up in that world, and we know that they have had many adventures with pokemon by their sides, so it truly doesn’t make sense for Arceus to explain the concept of a Pokémon to seasoned Pokémon veterans such as Dawn or Lucas

The text also explicitly states that the character will “soon find themselves” in a strange world that is inhabited by creatures called pokemon. This seems to indicate that whatever world this character existed in prior to the Pokémon world, didn’t have any creatures called Pokémon at all

There’s also the matter of the players mobile phone. We get to see it briefly in the opening scene, before Arceus transforms it into the iconic Arc Phone.

And it looks suspiciously like a real world, modern smart phone. Now this could be Dawn or Lucas’s phone from the future, but the problem with this is that phones in the Pokémon world do not look like this, with the Rotom Phone being the standard

These phones have a distinctly different shape and properties to the one the player first arrives with. It’s only after Arceus transforms the phone that it more resembles the look of the other phones seen in the series

This points to the character, whoever they may be, not coming from the Pokémon world or it’s future, but from somewhere else entirely. But where?

In HG/SS there was an (extremely creepy) event, in which you witness Arceus creating a new Dialga, Palkia or Giratina (based on the players choice). Interestingly, this event takes places at the Sinjoh ruins, and includes Sinnoh’s champion Cynthia, which is a neat little connection from this event to PLA in and of itself, but it’s the actual cutscene that’s relevant to this theory, more specifically the visuals. They show the real world. This is just a tiny selection of the multiple real world images presented as part of the cutscene

This is the real world in a Pokémon game. This shows that is very possible for Arceus to reach across time, space, dimension and even beyond. Into distant realities. That the Pokémon world has worlds beyond it, and that Arceus can see and reflect them all

This theory argues that this is where Arceus abducted the player character from, and instead of being that worlds Dawn/Lucas from the future, they’re instead a different Dawn/Lucas from an alternate dimension. Ours.

Now I know what you’re thinking. This can’t be true. They have to come from the Pokémon world, because the characters are wearing clothes that reference other pokemon locations, and the phone case has an image of a pokeball. The wording is a clear 4th wall break to set up the plot of the game, and Arceus is obviously talking to the player, not the literal character themselves… and you could be right, but I believe I have an explanation

It’s merch. Pokemon does exist in our world, just not as real creatures that physically exist. It’s very possible that the clothing the player is wearing (and their phone case) are simply pokemon merchandise, and they’re huge pokemon fans. While their battle prowess could be explained by future Dawn/Lucas having mastered their skills over the events of DPP, it could also be that the alternate reality Dawn/Lucas gained those same skills simply by playing the video game version(s) of DPP. It’s important to note that the shirts shown in game have no obvious connection to the Sinnoh based Dawn/Lucas, but the designs would be familiar to anyone who has played the other games in the Pokémon series (having appeared in XY and Sword and Shield)

Okay, assuming this was the case, wouldn’t this mean that the character would already be familiar with pokemon, even just as a franchise? Didn’t the dialogue imply that they wouldn’t know what a Pokémon is at all?

True. While it’s a certainty that a future Dawn/Lucas would already know what a Pokémon/the Pokémon world is, it’s also true that In this exact scenario, it’s very likely that of course the character would know what a Pokémon is. But in the context of them being real life creatures, in a strange new world?

Not exactly…

(This is just a silly little theory, please don’t take it too seriously lol. There’s plenty more arguments that could be made for and against it, but it’s interesting to think about anyways and just for fun. I kinda like the air of mystery and unanswered questions that the Pokémon world has, and it’s tons of fun to overthink/over analyse the games)

[theislandoflosttoys]

My other Linksona/Legend of Zelda Oc! He, like my other one (Oriel), are not the Links of their times/eras.

Natrix is actually the son of the Link of his time. His mother was a sheikah, one of Impa's sisters, which makes the Impa of his time his aunt! Timeline wise I put him sometime after Skyward Sword! After loftwings having all but died out, and the people living on the surface once again. I hc that Minish cap/four swords took place after SS, so Natrix's timeline is after SS but before MC. The kingdom was still pretty new, being only 600-1000 years post establishment. Thus, during Natrix's time conflicts with other kingdoms were becoming concerningly common. Unfortunately during the era he was born in, it was very frowned upon and outright forbidden in some circles for Sheikah to be involved with a Hylian. This was even more so because Natrix's mother was a sort of priestess figure, and was expected to forgo romantic/intimate relationships in favour of devotion to the goddesses (so like a nun of sorts). Link and her fell in love and shortly after, Natrix was born. They didn't stay happy for long though, all secrets had a tendency to being revealed, and his mother was executed by the Sheikah elders for disgracing/betraying her oath. Link found out about this too late to save her. Impa, whose sister confessed to her about her son, developed a grudge against Link but loved Natrix since he resembled his late mother. Natrix, being half hylian, has long elven ears characteristic for Hylains, which made it hard to conceal his heredity. His eyes as well, his left resembling his father's while his right being the characteristic red of the sheikah. Natrix trained with his Aunt to become a true Sheikah, though shunned by most of the clan, and excelled in all tests and trials. Which begrudgingly got the elders' approval. Natrix was later employed under the crown to guard the princess, who he was childhood friends with. Natrix's name is latin for "Water snake". His mother named him after one of the Sheikah's mythological figures, the snake mother. When Natrix was around 12 years old, disaster struck. A great evil had risen and Link had gone off to start his quest, leaving his son in the care of Impa. And at the age of 13 years old, after not having seen his dad since that day, news reached them of Link's demise. The information was kept private/secret, only the crown and the sheikah employed by the crown were aware, this included his and Impa. It was decided that Natrix was to take up his father's quest to save Hyrule, and so he left for his quest to avenge his father. After his quest, when he returned at the age of 16 (his quest(s) having lasted 3 years) after having fought in a war and avenged his father, it was decided by the crown that Natrix's part in saving Hyrule has to be kept hidden. The Link would be the one described as having won over this evil, as he was the one who had possessed the triforce of courage and been named the Hero. Natrix, went on to become Princess Zelda's guard, his identity and his part in saving Hyrule unknown and erased from History.

Linksona Masterlist

[heartepub]

hi, friends. it's been a long day for me, but i couldn't end it without addressing this. it's a long post, so if you want to skip to concrete plans moving forward, refer to the indented portion, but i would be grateful if you read this in full.

while i haven't been a rahrah carat until relatively recently, seventeen has been in my radar for awhile. for a long time, i saw them through the lens of gratitude, for the happiness they have given to people dear to me. upon becoming a carat, i also grew to love and admire them, even as that came with numerous instances of criticism and raised eyebrows.

i am profoundly disappointed in the recent actions various seventeen members have taken. vernon, who has taken pride in his creative work and is surrounded by wonderful minds, admitted to using genai. scoups and mingyu, who were admired for exemplifying masculinities that make people feel safe and not afraid, appeared on choiza’s show, a man who has done egregious harm to a young woman. even before that, svt repeatedly platformed people who either are or have aligned themselves with zionists, misogynists, and anti-semites.

all of these are true: one, that seventeen has been clear that their contracts permit them to refuse to appear in shows or participate in activities. two, as this redditor pointed out (ss from twt), that things like power dynamics and hierarchy may have also played a part in their appearance, as well as pragmatic business choices. three, that there is often a balancing act, in the entertainment industry, between business deals and personal morals/principles.

regardless, i think that we as fans have the right to not only criticize (which many have done already), but set boundaries on how much we are willing to stand with them by, visavis our principles. even if it's true that they aren't bad people, there should not be anything wrong with taking a step back when hurt or uncomfortable, or even dropping them entirely.

while i think it's incredibly valid to be discomfited on the grounds of being a woman, seeing the actions of these men (i know i am), i invite everyone, regardless of gender identity, to reflect on how disturbing these actions and their implications are. issues such as those on genai and zionism cut across gendered lines, and even the choiza issue should not be something only women are disgusted by.

the following works are ones i promised to post at some point, or have begun working on: ot13 x studio ghibli series, love after love (woozi, kwan, mingyu) series, and a few other stuff. the members i am the maddest at are seungcheol and mingyu. then vernon. maybe hao if that video on his ig is actually ai. maybe also wonwoo since he very likely greenlit collabing w el capitxn. across svt x ghibli, i only have yjh's in progress atm, but i will be gauging how eager/reticent i am to write the above members as i go along. i still plan to keep my promises, and circumstances may change if in the coming weeks svt owns up to their mistakes. but the asap timeline i had w svt x ghibli is out the window. at the very least, seungcheol and mingyu's installments may come out considerably late, if at all. regardless, anything i write for the members does not mean i condone their behavior or choices. and if nothing changes, i don't think i’d want to churn out new ideas anymore.

anyway. boycott responsibly, and never be afraid to learn more about issues that you find concerning. keeping your humanity intact matters more than irresponsibly accepting everything svt does as gospel. much love <3

[prince-rowan-of-the-forest]

The Twins as the Prince and the Pauper

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In a kingdom, far away, two boys were born who were near perfectly identical. One of them, Roman, was a prince. He was revered, loved and protected, treated with every honour and given everything he could ever want. The other, Remus, was barely a peasant, sentenced to working off his family's debt for a cruel blacksmith. Remus was treated with nothing but disdain every day of his life. All either of them truly wanted to do was be free.

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| Ao3 |

Warnings: Villain Janus (He's in the role of Preminger lol), kidnapping, references and hints to abuse happening offscreen.

Pairings: Prinxiety, Intruality

Word Count: 5518

Notes:

I had to watch the movie for this and I think I lost at least half of my braincells doing so. I hope you're happy /silly @tss-camp-and-coffee

"Prince(ss) and The Pauper AU: The twins fill the main roles, with the other sides in the supporting roles" - for @pas-de-duex

its not established in the fic, but I am imagining the sides and thomas all doing this in the imagination for fun, rather than it being an actual au lol.

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In a kingdom, far away, two boys were born who were near perfectly identical. One of them, Roman, was a prince. He was revered, loved and protected, treated with every honour and given everything he could ever want. The other, Remus, was barely a peasant, sentenced to working off his family's debt for a cruel blacksmith. Remus was treated with nothing but disdain every day of his life. All either of them truly wanted to do was be free.

Something was happening. Roman knew it. There were whispers in the palace, the servants gossiped and his father the king looked even more withdrawn than ever, Thomas still sat on the thrown, but Roman had noticed, of course he had, that he wasn't as happy as he used to be. Something had changed... it really didn't take as long as he thought to figure out what exactly it was.

"Roman, I need to speak with you," Thomas said one morning over breakfast. Roman thought he looked practically miserable, but he still didn't know why.

"What is it, father?" Roman replied, looking up from his extravagant breakfast to meet the king's eyes, upset to find how withdrawn he looked. 

"...The kingdom has been... struggling, recently," His father said, placing down his fork, "We are running out of money, I've tried everything I can, but the kingdom is near bankrupt."

Roman's eyes widened - but that didn't make sense! Their kingdom had always been one of the wealthiest around, his opulent lifestyle certainly showed it, "Where has the money gone?"

"Foreign exchanges," King Thomas sighed, "Trades with other kingdoms, money paid to outsiders, and we've already borrowed enough, we can't take any more."

Roman took a deep breath, looking around the room. His eyes fell to his breakfast, the soft pancakes with perfect syrup and not a piece of fruit out of place, the expensive plate, the cutlery, the tablecloth. What would they do?

"I... have a plan," Thomas said. And the way he said it made Roman think he wouldn't like the plan in the slightest. But he'd still do anything to save the kingdom.

"What is it?" Roman asked, trying to steel himself for the answer.

"A king from a nearby kingdom has been seeking a husband," Thomas said quietly, Roman couldn't help but grip the tablecloth as he thought about it, "King Patton - he's a lovely king, and his kingdom is rich. It would save us..."

Roman's stomach seemed to do a flip. Him? Marrying someone he didn't even know? He had always hoped he would be able to find true love. He already had found true love, though no-one knew it of course. 

"He'll be here in a week," Thomas continued, and Roman's stomach dropped. A week? A week was really all he got? He thought being stuck here in the palace was bad enough, "Your engagement will be announced this afternoon - I'm sorry Roman, you know if there was another way I would do it."

Roman nodded, taking a deep breath. He knew. That didn't mean he had to like it.

----

"It's awful, Virge," Roman sighed, collapsing dramatically back onto his bed whilst his guard - his best friend, his not so secret crush - stood over him, "Just not fair!"

"Aren't you always going on about honour and noble sacrifice and stuff?" Virgil asked, perching on the edge of Roman's bed. He didn't dare sit down properly, it wouldn't be proper at all, but Roman appreciated it anyway. he groaned into a pillow.

"I don't even know him! How can I be expected to marry someone I've never met before? In a week, no less." Roman said, burying his face in the soft, luxurious pillows, he rolls over onto his back and sighs as he looks at the canopy on his bed, "I'll do it, of course I will- I just... I wish I didn't have to, I've always wanted to find love for myself."

He looks over at Virgil as he says it, face dusted pink. Virgil didn't seem to notice, as always.

his guard sighed deeply, Looking Roman over, "Get your cloak, Princey."

Purely in surprise, Roman sat up, "Whatever do you mean?" 

"I mean get your damn cloak," Virgil said, stepping away from his bed, "You've always wanted to go out and see the kingdom properly, haven't you? I'll sneak you out, maybe it'll cheer you up. You being miserable is making me even more miserable."

Roman scoffed as he stood, following Virgil's orders and grabbing the cloak he kept secret in his wardrobe, pulling it on over his sparkling white prince outfit.

"Take your sword too, just in case," Virgil said, tossing Roman's belt and sheathed sword onto his bed for him to grab, Roman looked up at him in shock, "the kingdom shouldn't be dangerous, but you never know, I'd rather you be safe."

Roman nodded and put on his belt, attaching his sword at the hip and clasping his cloak in front of him. Virgil nodded, assessing his appearance.

"Okay, now- hood up once we're out of the palace, until then, follow my lead."

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Their kingdom was beautiful. Just like Roman expected it to be. The two of them walked through the streets, looking around at the houses and shops they passed. Roman wanted to go inside a few, but Virgil kept them moving.

"What is that lovely smell?" Roman asked eventually, looking around for the source of it. spotting a vending cart up ahead. 

"Don't go too far," Virgil huffed, "I'll go get us some, okay?"

"Got it," Roman smiled at him. He really didn't intend to go far, but almost as soon as Virgil left his side, Roman head some kind of music from down a side street. Drawn by the upbeat, bouncy tune played on an instrument he didn't recognise, Roman followed his ears to a small plaza where a crowed had gathered in a circle around a young man with a strange little instrument in his arms, with strings and a little lever he turned to make music and keys he pressed for the notes as he danced and spun energetically around the centre of the circle. Some of the townsfolk flapped along, others joined in the dancing and some, like Roman, just watched. There was a cup at the edge of the circle into which people were dropping the odd coin, not nearly enough. 

"C'mon! Dance with me!" The stranger called to the crowed, some of whom surged forwards to join in the lively show. Roman laughed and clapped along to the music until it was put to an abrupt stop when a burly, older man stepped forwards and grabbed the musician by the front of his cloak. His hands stilled on the instrument and the crowd cattered. 

"Knew you'd be out here playing that damn thing again when you're supposed to be working, little shit," The man hissed, Roman's eyes widened - how could he say something like that about such a fun performance? "Should've broken that thing a long time ago-"

The musician snatched his instrument out of reach and then man laughed despite the defiant look on the musician's face.

He was dropped, and without a word the man went over to his cup and emptied the loose change into his hand and shoved it into his pocket, Roman was appalled to see a citizen of his kingdom act in such a way.

"Hey!" The musician yelled, snatching the now empty cup back, "That was mine-"

"You work for me," The man laughed, "So every penny you make is mine, even if it's with this stupid, frivolous displays. Now - I want you back in the shop in ten, don't make me come back out here."

Roman waited until the man had gone back inside what Roman could only assume to be his shop as the musician slumped down on the steps up to where roman stood. 

He took a deep breath, moving forwards and dropping a gold coin into the cup the man was still holding. He looked up as it clinked against the metal, eyes widening when he saw Roman's face.

Roman's eyes widened too - because the man sitting in front of him looked almost identical to his reflection, the only difference - aside from his messy, slightly dirty appearance and peasants clothes - was a white streak in the front of his hair. 

"You look exactly like me," Roman said softly, breaking the tense silence. The stranger laughed a little.

"Weird," He said with a grin, "What's your name?"

"Roman," Roman said, even though Virgil had told him to avoid talking to anyone for too long.

"Huh, same as the prince, funny!" the other, giggled, Roman just nodded, "I- wait- no way-"

"I- yeah," Roman said with a small laugh, "Don't tell anyone, though, I'm not technically supposed to be out here - what's your name?"

"I'm Remus," said the now named Remus, "We could be twins! Isn't that funny, imagine, me, a prince."

Remus rolled his eyes and Roman laughed, sitting down with him. 

"Your music was very good," Roman said, looking down at the instrument still in Remus' arms.

"Yeah? Thanks," Remus smiled at him, "I love to play this weird thing, 's called a hurdy gurdy."

"I've never seen one before," Roman said, smiling just a little, "How does it work?"

Without much thought or decorum - especially not that befitting a prince - Remus put the instrument in his hands, pointing out the parts and explaining how the little lever turned the wooden disk the bowed the strings like a violin bow. He told Roman to try it and he couldn't help but let out a delighted laugh as he played a few notes before Remus took it back. 

"That's wonderful," Roman laughed, "I should get you up to play at the palace sometime."

Remus practically cackled, "It would definitely liven up any sort of party."

For Remus' next ten minutes of freedom, the two of them talked and laughed about their lives. Roman told Remus about the marriage and Remus told Roman about the blacksmith. The finest in the kingdom, so he claimed, but Remus whispered to him that the sword at Roman's hip had probably been made by Remus' own hand. 

He was waiting for his family to be out of debt so he could travel with his music, Roman wanted nothing more than to get out of this marriage.

"Roman?" Called Virgil's voice behind him, Roman cursed, "Oh thank god, there you are- woah. That's - weird."

"HI!" Remus chirped as Roman was handed a loaded bread roll of some kind. Virgil had another.

"I know, it's strange, isn't it?"

"You two look like twins," Virgil laughed, before smacking Roman on the arm, "What did I say about keeping your hood up."

"Sorry Virgil-" Roman laughed, shaking his head, and pulling up his hood, "Don't we? Its fascinating! The only difference is our hair."

"Nice to meet'cha, name's Remus," Remus said brightly, mock bowing to Virgil, who scoffed.

"Virgil," He said, not bothering to offer a handshake. Roman didn't think he meant to be offensive, it was just the way Virgil was, "Roman, we're gonna have to get back to the palace before someone notices you're gone."

"I gotta get back to work anyway," Remus said when Roman looked disappointed, standing and offering a hand to help Roman up. He took it, "Come back and see me if you ever escape again, you're fun."

Roman laughed in surprise, "I will," He said, smiling as he followed Virgil away.

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"The prince what?" Virgil demanded. 

He'd been called to a meeting that morning, before he'd even been able to relieve the night guards of their post and greet Roman in the morning. Only to be told gravely by the king that sometime during the night the prince had gone missing.

"The guards found a note left in his room," The kings adviser, Janus, spoke up, brandishing said not. Virgil glared at him, "It says he ran away, that he didn't want the marriage to go ahead and left, how unfortunate..."

"Let me read that," Virgil practically hissed, walking over and snatching the note from Janus' hands. The adviser just raised an unimpressed eyebrow as Virgil read through it. He didn't believe that Roman would just up and leave like that, at least not without telling Virgil first. Roman told him everything - not that the others knew that. Virgil glared at the note for a moment, there was something off about this. Roman left Virgil notes - silly ones, often to mess with him - all the time, and he always signed his name a certain way, with a curl to the R and a heart in the centre of the a, this had none of that. It just... didn't feel right, "where did you say you found this?" 

"It was on his desk, darling," Janus said, "He must have slipped away in the night - we'll be doing everything we can to find him, of course."

Thomas rubbed his hands over his face, "The ambassador will be here later today! We can't have this- we need to find Roman before they arrive, or the wedding will be doomed-"

Virgil could've sworn he could see a smirk on Janus' face for just a moment. 

"I'll organise the guards to look for him," Virgil said before Janus could step in, "If he's in the kingdom, we'll find him."

"Good, Janus-" The king started, but Janus took over.

"I'll have my men search as well," Janus hummed, "Such a shame, for the prince to do this at such an important time..."

He was up to something, Virgil damn well knew it and he wasn't going to give up until he found out what.

But if he had any chance of finding Roman at all, he'd have to save this marriage first. And if Janus had done something to Roman, than maybe Virgil Bringing him back would get him to crack and spill something. Virgil could actually use against him.

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"I need to talk to Remus," Virgil said, standing up as tall as he could against the much taller and broader blacksmith. But Virgil was in full royal armour and bearing the kingdom's royal seal, he had authority here, he just needed to remember that despite this guy being terrifying.

"Whats your business," The blacksmith grunted, glaring down at him, "I don't want him away from the job."

"It's royal business, sir," Virgil said, tapping the crest on his cloak, "I've been sent by the king himself, Remus is requested up at the palace, if you try to keep him here, you will be defying orders of the king."

The blacksmith seemed to consider defying him anyway. But eventually he sighed. 

"Remus!" He yelled into the back, of the shop, where he could guess the forge was situated. Remus came out, covered in soot and dirt and looking tired, though he brightened a little when he saw Virgil, "This guy wants you - if I find out you're not from the palace I'll gut you like a fish, got it?"

Virgil nodded in understanding, before gesturing for Remus to follow him outside.

"Virgil?" Remus asked as they walked, "What's going on? How'd you get me out of work."

"Roman is missing," Virgil said, turning to Remus once they were somewhere with a little more privacy 

"The fuck do you mean Roman is missing?" Remus asked, before frowning, "And what the hell do you need me for? It's not like I kidnapped him-"

"No," Virgil sighed, "But I think someone did."

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Remus had never been anywhere near the palace before, let alone in the Prince's bedroom.

Virgil had practically forced him to take a bath, before giving him some weird stuff to colour the white streak auburn like the rest of his hair. it didn't quite match by the time he washed it out, but it also probably wasn't noticeable unless you were looking. He'd been given a set of Roman's clothes and a crash course in being a prince, before Virgil was leading him back out of the bedroom and down to the throne room. 

There was no amount of crash courses that Remus thought would prepare him for doing this, and he felt like he was going to fumble the whole thing the moment they came into contact with the king. Remus had no idea ho Roman acted around his family.

"Do I address him like the king?" Remus whispered to Virgil as they approached the doors. Virgil rolled his eyes and shook his head.

"Call him father," Virgil told him, "Now -wait out here until I announce you, got it?"

Remus nodded quickly, and suddenly Virgil was heading into the room. He pushed the door closed behind him, but it was still opened a crack.

"The Prince is gone?" Remus heard another voice yelling as Virgil went inside, "this is- this is utterly disrespectful, Where is he-"

"We're trying to find him as we speak," said the king, Remus took a deep breath,  "He can't have gone far. trust me, we'll find him and have him back here before the wedding."

"You'd better, if there's no prince, who will King Patton marry? It'd be an embarrassment," He said, huffing, "IF he's not back, you can consider the wedding off!"

"Excuse me," Remus heard Virgil interrupt politely.

"Ah - yes, Virgil?" The king said, sounding like he was exasperated but trying to hide it. It didn't really work.

"It... turns out we've actually found the prince," Virgil said.

"Oh! Well! Lets see then, where is he?" The voice Remus didn't know said. 

"Guards, open the doors," Virgil said, Remus stood to attention as the doors were opened to reveal him. 

"Presenting: Prince Roman-" Virgil announced. Remus took two steps forward into the room and bowed. 

"I apologise for my behaviour," Remus said, in the best formal voice he could possibly manage. Taking a deep breath as he looked up at the king and the... ambassador, maybe? Who still looked displeased. Virgil was barely hiding a hopeful expression and another man stood beside the ambassador, a page, maybe, short and kinda cute with curly blonde hair. Sure, "It will not happen again."

"I'm simply glad to see you've returned, Roman," King Thomas said with a soft sigh of relief, "We were all very worried about you."

"Yes, incredibly worried," Said another tall man who stood at Thomas' side. He was glaring intently at Remus, with his gaze occasionally flicking to Virgil too. Was this the adviser guy Virgil had mentioned too? He was kind of cool looking, with scars all up his face, but he certainly wasn't cool if he'd actually kidnapped Roman for some dastardly scheme. 

Maybe Remus really could do this.

----

Roman hated this.

Wherever he was being kept was dark and dingy and dirty and uncomfortable. He'd tried getting out plenty of times, but nothing he seemed to do would work. None of it! 

That is until he pretended to scream in pain, like he'd been injured, before hiding behind the door as the two goons trapping him here had opened the door and come into look around for him. He'd snuck out, shutting and bolting the door behind him, locking the men in the same room he'd been trapped in, before running himself. It had been a day, maybe a little longer, before Roman got back to somewhere in the kingdom he recognised. Back to the plaza where he had met Remus. Remus! Surely his new friend would be able to help him somehow, at the very least he could call the guard, or help Roman get a letter up to the palace with what had happened. 

It was morning now, so Roman presumed he would probably be working in the blacksmith's shop, which was good considering Roman had no idea where Remus lived otherwise.

"Hello?" He called upon entering the shop, looking around.

"Remus, there you are," The gruff blacksmith huffed, "Late to work as always, I'll be cutting your pay for this again, you know-"

"Oh- I'm not-"

"Quit babbling-"

"Sir, I'm not Remus, I'm Prince Roman-"

"If this is another one of your stupid schemes, you know I'll make you pay, boy, now get back there and start working-"

"But i can't-" Roman said, before he was shoved through a door into the dingy forge. He looked around, with no idea what he was even supposed to do here. Roman didn't know how to work a forge, could he escape somehow? Of course the door was locked behind him.

All he knew was that he had to get out and back to the palace. Where was Remus anyway?shouldn't he be here? Would Virgil come looking for him when he found out he was missing? Of course he would, Virgil wouldn't let him down, he just had to find some way to let them know where he was. 

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Janus was agitated. 

That certainly gave Virgil more of an idea that he might be the one behind this. Janus was difficult and irritating at the best of times, but now Virgil suspected something really was wrong. At more before he had just thought that Janus was annoying, but could he really be a threat to the kingdom? If he had kidnapped Roman-

Virgil wanted definitive evidence before he made any sort of accusations, though. Remus was off talking with the strange page boy whilst Virgil did some digging, hoping to find something that either proved Janus was innocent, or that he was guilty.

And also, found something that would lead him to his prince too.

What he overheard wasn't all too promising.

"He's escaped?" Came Janus' hissing voice. Virgil peeked around the door to find him talking to two of his lackeys, Virgil had never liked them, "What do you mean he's escaped?"

"He tricked us, sir!" One of them said.

"That stupid prince is slippery as a fish - we almost had him-"

"Well almost isn't good enough, how am I supposed to rescue and marry a missing prince?"

Virgil thought, at that point, that he had heard enough. Turning to run and reconvene with Remus, though, Virgil must've knocked the door, because it swung open.

"Ah, look what we have here," Janus said, voice dripping with honey and freezing Virgil in his tracks, "Roman's pretty little spy - well, we can't have you crawling around if you heard us, guards-"

Virgil tried to fight off Janus' guards, but eventually he was knocked out. 

When he woke, he found himself in an old, abandoned mine, no way out... he just hoped Remus could handle this and find him before it was too late. 

----

Remus was falling in love with King Patton.

There was no question about it, Patton had revealed his secret identity near an hour into them talking, and then they'd continued just like normal. Remus had tried not to let himself stray too far from the prince he was trying to pose as, but Patton didn't even seem to mind as he rambled about music and dancing and parties and even looked delighted when Remus promised to play f or him sometime. Roman was really missing out by being kidnapped, not that Remus would want to give Patton back to him once virgil found him.

Speaking of, Virgil was supposed to be back by now, wasn't he?

After he and Patton had parted ways for the evening, Remus started to look around the castle for his friend. Where could Virgil have gone? He wouldn't abandon Remus, he didn't think, but...

That creepy adviser guy was gone too, Remus realised, and that was the moment he thought something was terribly, terribly wrong.

All he could do was continue to pretend to be the prince, hold down the fort and hope Roman and Virgil were okay. They were both smart, wherever they'd ended up, Remus was sure they would be okay.

----

Janus was pissed.

Virgil had figured out his plan, he'd dealt with it, but he still needed a prince to marry if this was really going to work, what else could he do?

He would have to find Roman, no matter how he wanted his plan to continue, he couldn't have Roman running in and ruining it. Not only that, but he had to do something about the impostor. He didn't have any proof now, nothing he could show the king to prove that the Roman in the palace was fake, but... as soon as he found Roman, he could figure something out. It's not like he could marry Roman anymore anyway, since the impostor had kept the wedding on. 

The trail led him to a well respected smithery and forge. And there he found Roman.

"Oh! Janus- you've found me-" Roman said as soon as the locked door was open, scrambling up from the floor, trusting as ever, "It was awful- I was kidnapped, and -"

"I know, I know dear, it must've been so awful," Janus cooed, leading Roman out of the shop by the hand, slipping the royal band off of his finger as he let go once they'd arrived at the carriage. With this, he could tell the King that Roman was dead, and out the impostor all in one, "You can rest now, I'll take us back to the palace, why don't you sleep on the way?"

Roman nodded, clearly exhausted, and dozed off.

----

"Roman- Roman!" Roman was being shaken awake to a familiar voice.

"...Virgil?" Roman asked groggily, blinking his eyes open and looking around the dingy, grey space, "What... where are we?"

"Janus locked us up in the old mine," Virgil hissed, "He's behind all of this - wants to take over the kingdom, Remus-"

"What about Remus?" Roman asked, looking over at him, "I was- I was at his shop and he wasn't there-"

"I..." Virgil hesitated, looking worried to explain, "I had him pretend to be you, so that the wedding wouldn't be called off."

"Oh dear..." Roman said softly, "What if he's in danger? Janus knows he's not me now, even if he didn't before -"

"We can deal with that once we get out of here," Virgil said, "C'mon, com help me move these rocks."

----

"That man is an impostor!" Janus yelled, all drama and swishing cape as he burst into the throne room. Remus jolted, looking over from where he stood with Patton. 

"What?" Remus cried, looking around, the king stood from his throne.

"What could you possibly have to prove such a baseless accusation, Janus?" The king said.

Janus took a deep breath.

"The prince- we found him, his guard too," Janus said, putting on what to Remus was obviously fake misery, "They had been kidnapped and locked in the old mines by some hooligans - I couldn't reach them in time, my Lord, this was all I could retrieve-"

he pulled out a ring Remus remembered seeing on Roman's finger. It held a ruby red gem cut with some kind of seal. 

"That man is not your son, your highness, he's pretending."

"What do you have to say?" The king asked Remus, even as he was grabbed by two guards.

"I-" Remus said, looking at Patton with worried eyes - Patton was staring back in shock, "I'm not the prince, sire - I'm only here to make sure the wedding stayed on whilst they find him. I just wanted to help- lock me up for all I care, just- just don't trust your adviser! He's lying to you!"

"Roman..." Patton said softly.

"It's Remus-" Remus said, trying to stand tall, despite the guards, "I'm sorry, Patton."

"Guards!" Janus snapped, "Take him to the dungeon."

----

Remus had been trapped in the palace dungeon for all of two hours before Patton came to find him.

"...Remus?" Patton asked from outside of his cell, making Remus perk up immediately and make his way over to the bars.

"Hey Patton," Remus said, standing awkwardly now, "I'm sorry for lying to you."

"It's... okay, I can tell you didn't mean harm by it... but you know what happened to the real prince, don't you?"

"...Virgil had an idea," Remus nodded, "He was pretty sure Janus is behind all this - and since Virgil is gone too now and he's claiming Roman is dead, I'm gonna assume he was probably right."

Patton nodded.

"Do you think he was telling the truth about the mine?"

"Could've been, that place has been abandoned for decades, the perfect place to trap someone you want an accident to happen to for sure."

Patton nodded again, before pulling a key out of his pocket and starting to unlock Remus' cell, "You're free, by order of the me, 'cause I'm a king."

Laughing, Remus stepped out of the gate, "Many thanks, your highness," He said with an exaggerated bow as he stepped out, "So, what are we doing?"

"We're gonna save your friends."

----

"I love you, you know," Roman said quietly. The rocks wouldn't budge, Roman couldn't see a way they were getting out of here, "Might as well say it if we we're going to die down here."

"i won't let us die down here," Virgil said, shaking his head, "But... for the record, I love you too."

"This whole marriage thing kinda sucks, huh?" Roman laughed a little. Virgil huffed and came over to sit with him, giving up on digging his way through the rocks for now. 

"A little, I'm sorry you have to go through with it," Virgil sighed.

"Can I have a kiss?" Roman asked, a tiny bit teasing, "Whether we get out of here or not I fear I may not get another chance to ask."

Virgil laughed at him, shaking his head, before pulling him in for a quick, chaste kiss by the front of his shirt. 

Just as their lips met, the rocks on the doorway burst apart, revealing Remus and, even more shockingly, the king Roman was supposed to be marrying. Remus held a pickaxe, and Patton carried a couple sticks of dynamite and a matchbox. 

"Are we interrupting something?" Remus laughed as Roman and Virgil scrambled apart. Even Patton was giggling behind his hand. 

"No- no of course not- how-" Roman said, looking around, "How did you know where we were? What are you even doing here-?"

"Your fathers adviser came in yelling about you being dead," Patton said, "We think he's trying to get your father's throne as we speak, so we have to head back and prove him wrong."

"I have a feeling that snake might be behind a little more than just our disappearances." Virgil said, shaking his head. 

"Like what?" Remus asked.

"Embezzling money from the kingdom, I think, taking from the treasury, taking cuts on top of what we pay to other kingdoms and our own, that kind of thing, he's made himself rich beyond measure on money that belongs to the people."

Roman made a face, "How awful."

"We need to stop him," Patton said firmly. Everyone nodded in agreement. Roman didn't miss how Patton took Remus' hand as they made their way back out of the crumbling old mine.

---

"I object!" Roman yelled, storming into the great hall just as his father was about to marry the man who was behind all of this. Janus turned with wide eyes as Remus, Patton and Virgil followed him through the doors. 

"What! This can't be!" Janus gasped, "I though you were dead!"

"You thought no such thing," Roman said, glaring at the man on the dais, "You've been stealing our kingdoms riches, you kidnapped me, threw me in a mine and tried to marry my father, You didn't think I was dead for one second."

"Roman!" His father cried, running down to him and, with no care for the dust and soot practically coating Roman from head to toe, pulled him into a right hug, "You're okay-!"

"King Patton!" The ambassador cried, "You cannot be running off like that again, what were you thinking-"

"I'm in love with Remus, sir," Patton said matter of factly, leaving the man spluttering, "And, if he agrees, I'd like to marry him at the earliest convenience."

"Me- marrying a king?" Remus laughed, looking over, "Sure, why not?" 

"And I'd like to marry Virgil, father," Roman said, making the guard beside him splutter, "I've loved him for years, I was just too afraid to say it."

"Well," King Thomas says, looking around, in the background, Janus was being taken away by a collection of guards, "We do already have a wedding set up right here, and a ball planned for afterwards, you did say earliest convenience."

Patton laughed, "Maybe we can get cleaned up first?"

"Nah," Remus said, "Get married covered in soot, it'll be iconic."

"I for one would like to change," Roman huffed. 

"we'll reconvene for the dual wedding in an hour." King Thomas decreed.

Roman thought this whole ordeal was absolutely absurd. But he still grabbed Virgil's hand and led him off to prepare. 

And in the end, they all lived happily ever after, with everything they ever wanted.

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[macchami]

Orv novel spoiler ⚠️

Let’s talk about orv plot twist/identity reveal

Does anyone were able to guess SP identity before the reveal? like not RIGHT before the reveal, maybe at the 1863 arc, anyone was able to know his identity? BECAUSE I DID NOT. I knew SP wasn’t going to be a future dokja BUT DID NOT EXPECT it to be a literal another version of yoo joonghyuk ( in fact the OG) and like i got spoiled from tiktok about sp identity😔 I feel like SP identity plot twist is a good one but I also found some readers who were able to guess his true identity far before the reveal so like how did yall even figure it out??

On the other hand, i knew the author was gonna be han sooyoung because the cover gives it away imo😭 just the fact that hsy herself didn’t know she’s the author until the past present thingy. Yeah i couldnt predict that. I couldn’t predict how someone who doesnt even know she’s the author, is actually the author. It’s like this phrase i read somewhere about how you need to trick yourself before tricking everybody else.

I also like how young dokja is the oldest dream, i feel like a lot of people were able to get this right before the reveal because it was hinted a lot. Like the author deliberately gave us hints about OD and even dokja himself admitted that he would sometimes have the same thoughts, about how OD is probably his young self. But the concept oldest dream, how it relates to readers and their imagination. I like it a lot.

But…. My fav fav orv plot twist will always be how orv itself is written by han sooyoung. Yoo joonghyuk came to this world to give orv and even the author of orv ( ss, a married couple ) made an appearance in the novel. And also how all of us the readers is included like a finishing touch to orv. Like damn, i play a role in this story???? Damnnnn i love orv sm guys.

[butwhatifidothis]

1, 2, 3, 5, 6, 7 and 12 for rhea? :3

1. Why do you like or dislike this character?

I like Rhea because her story brings with it so many interesting things to think about, and the choices she's made throughout it are also thought-provoking. Yes, she's tried to do the best she could with the options given to her, yes she's tried to do everything in order to bring peace to Fodlan, but that doesn't make her choices any less morally ambiguous or debatable - something she acknowledges, and even wishes to make up for when she's felt she'd made bad choices!

Plus her being fairly shy about mingling with others due to her status making her feel as though she'd bum down the mood gives her a real sweet quality to her lol. Makes me wish even more she was allowed to talk to more characters.

2. Favorite canon thing about this character?

That she put her identity out on blast in Shambhala in order to protect everyone. She also does this during the siege on Garreg Mach, but her initial transformation was away from everyone; in the second time she does is in front of everyone, but she cares about saving people more than her own safety at that moment. Considering how long she hid her Nabatean heritage from the world, it feels like a huge step forward for her, Nabateans, and Fodlan as a whole being able to put behind the horrific massacre of the Nabateans. She isn't deemed a monster by anyone, no one tries to kill her in her dragon form; they all just admire that she went so far to keep them safe! It's just a really good moment (that's uh, fucked by either her dying for sure on VW or her randomly going berserk on SS, but still!).

3. Least favorite canon thing about this character?

The above mentioned going berserk thing in SS is easilyyyyyyy my least favorite thing about Rhea's writing (because due to the nature of Rhea's character I don't really find myself outright disliking any aspect of her character). It's stupid, it comes out of nowhere, it makes no sense (even with FEH trying its damndest to throw out a reason), and it just kinda fucks with SS' pacing more than anything. She's only the final boss there because SS needed a unique boss and no other reason and it sucks major ass.

Even the suggestion of her going berserk on VW and Nemesis being the final boss of SS just kinda... moves the problem somewhere else, not actual fix what's wrong with it (the lack of foreshadowing that anything like this would happen, the fact that it doesn't happen on the other route where the exact same thing happens to Rhea but nothing happens to her there, the nonsensical nature of it, etc.). Definitely the weakest part of the writing of her character, imo.

5. What's the first song that comes to mind when you think about them?

Not the song question 😭😭😭 imma be straight up with you I do not think of any song for any character like almost ever sorry for the lame answer but I don't got shit for this question

6. What's something you have in common with this character?

We both love cats!!

7. What's something the fandom does when it comes to this character that you like?

i like when they write her in character I like when fandom allows for Rhea to genuinely grow close to other characters, rare as it is to see happen. She has such an interesting viewpoint and has a lot of similarities to a lot of characters, so seeing that get expanded on and not just have her be The One True Bad Guy Of 3H For Totes For Realsies Pinky Promise is always nice lol

12. What's a headcanon you have for this character?

On AM/SS after the war she lets herself openly baby Flayn as her aunt instead of withholding outright doting due to her archbishop position + hiding their familial relation. She gives her gifts and teaches her constellations on her star chart and does up her hair and tells funny story about Seteth that make him look silly - she just gets to be family with her niece!!

[a-legacy-not-to-be-forgotten]

SequenceShift AU Locations

Since I already covered the main cast, I figured it'd be best to tacke the setting next. They are...vastly different from the ones in UT and UTY, so let's dive in.

The Remnants

The Remnants are pretty much the Ruins/Dark Ruins of this game. They're almost identical, aside from the fact that the Remnants are based more off of Japanese architecture compared to the occidental style of the Ruins. A few monsters live her, including Chujin, who has taken residence in Ceroba's childhood estate (there's also a hidden office there, which is only accessible on Neutral/Vengeance Routes). Dalv also lives there, helping maintain a corn field that he and Chujin set up.

Lakeside

Lakeside is the Snowdin equivalent. It's pretty much exactly what the name implies and is based off of the rural Japanese countryside. My idea was it used to be a cold and snowy place before the Swelterstone was excavated to act as the Underground's artificial sun, which terraformed the place into what it is nowadays. There's a small village set up here, known for its production of honey and vast fields of flowers. Moray and Mooch are set up here, keeping an eye out for any humans who exit the Remnants, along with the Dog Warrior Auxiliaries of the Royal Rangers (aka the Canine Unit from the OG Undertale).

Sand Dunes

The Sand Dunes...are the Dunes, basically. Okay, there's a bit more to it than that. In SS, it used to be Waterfall from the original, until the Swelterstone terraformed it, too, and unlike Lakeside, it wasn't for the best. It's still livable, of course, just really fucking hot. It has a lot of dense brush and canyons that used to be rivers. The Oasis, Wild East, and Sunnyside Farm are all still around, and of course, Starlo himself is based out here.

Frostpeak

Frostpeak takes the role of Hotland. It's a tall mountainous region, which takes inspiration from IRL Mount Fuji and the Grizzlies Mountain Range in RDR2 (my boyfriend is in the process of playing the game rn so). Currently, it's the least fleshed out, storywise. I don't have much for it rn, besides an entrance to the Steamworks as well as a gift shop at the summit.

Steamworks

Steamworks is fairly identical to how it is in UTY, while also having elements from the Lab. The main difference is, since there's no CORE in this AU, it acts as the primary source of power generation for the Underground, tapping into geothermal energies beneath Frostpeak. In addition, there's also the Lower Levels expansion of the facility, which takes the place of the True Lab and houses its own secrets. Martlet, the Royal Scientist, is based out in here, along with Axis, the Guardener, and most of the robots from the original Steamworks.

New Kingdom

The New Kingdom (yeah, Ceroba's naming skills are on par with Asgore's) takes the place of New Home, acting as the Capital of the Underground. It's a sprawling city which mixes in both traditional edo architecture with a more modern metropolis. Best example I can think of is something along the lines of modern Kyoto. This location also houses the Ketsukane Palace, where none other than the Empress herself awaits the seventh human...

And that's the general summary. If you guys want any further details, feel free to poke me!

[acorpsecalledcorva]

Ok last night's research was wild and I would genuinely appreciate input and other thoughts on these ideas, especially if you've come across these before as I don't think I've seen them discussed. I was actually just looking into the idea of DID being a disorder or multiple realities as highlighted by Kluft but then I ended up in a rabbit hole.

Functional Dissociation of the Self: The Psychological and Sociological Self

So first of all I was reading this paper

Which is really really good, it's massive, absolutely huge, but incredibly thorough and explores how different kinds of trauma are predictive of different disorders and presentations across PTSD, DPDR, Dissociative depression, and complex Dissociative disorders.

But quite early on it mentions the work of Sar and Ozturk and this concept of the Psychological and Sociological Self, so what's that?

(this is just an abstract but it also appears in Dissociation and the Dissociative Disorders DSM V and Beyond so you might be able to read it in a Google books preview)

This paper kind of proposes a new idea, my initial thoughts are that the authors aren't exactly exploring new ground so much as redrawing the map, however, it does seem to be that their perspective has merit in application. The idea is that everyone has these two selves, the psychological self is that deeper true self, it's your creativity and your reason, all that behind the scenes good stuff that makes up you. The sociological self is much more influenced by culture, it's behaviour and social conditioning and belief, the things we project outwardly about ourselves.

If this sounds familiar it's because it absolutely is, it's all very Jungian and Freudian and the authors admit to this. Where they differ though is the amount of agency given to the selves. Neither is a passive observer but instead a duality of the self that works in parallel as a team. These guys are also not afraid to get political in their writing and highlight how a culture that is at odds with the psychological self can give rise to extremist behaviours through overelaboration of the sociological self. There's a great bit in one of their papers about the kind of person who swings politically from far right to far left, it's wild.

When it comes to trauma, they propose that dissociation arises when the Sociological Self attempts to bury the psychological self to protect it. For instance, in the example of betrayal trauma from a caregiver, the psychological self would be the part of you that is hardwired to remain attached to said caregiver, while the sociological self recognises the danger. The SS pushes the PS down to protect it from the external reality, however, the authors suggest that the SS is unequipped to deal with this effectively without the PS's help.

Interestingly, they also suggest that the SS attempts to deal with trauma by distorting the reality of it. It repeats a version of the trauma to try and solve, unsuccessfully, and everytime it repeats it changes so that the trauma becomes retraumatising. This is important because this is where the sociocognitive aspect comes in, because when we are unable to rely on the internal solutions of the PS we turn our attention outward. Fantasy proneness, then, would result in unreliable narration of traumatic events based on attempts by the SS to reconcile trauma from external sources. Pseudomemories. The trauma is real, and a hard copy is stored in the psychological self, but when the SS acts as a barrier to the PS then that core trauma is inaccessible. That's why it's important to focus on the feelings behind the trauma as those remain true.

In this model, alter identity formation arises from the discrete packaging of trauma that is set aside, and an attempt by the psychological self to connect with the external world and creates a new sociological self. This is very relevant to me as it pertains to how I experience alters, that there's a pool of fragments (discrete trauma packages) and, when required, an alter emerges from this pool and passes through my social conditioning to create the identity aspect of the alters sense of self. The biographical data of the alter is therefore formed from my sociological self's interpretation of external sources (be they archetypal or direct copies of media).

This disconnect of the PS and SS leads to an underdevelopment of the psychological self and an over development of the sociological self. This is what, in the authors opinion, leads to the paradoxical phenomena of a lack of neuroplasticity (no new solutions for trauma are found) and high adaptability (new alter identities in traumatic or stressful situations) found in CDD patients. It also means that the psychological self remains a child with a strong drive towards protection and nurturing, but therefore, retains it's sensitivity towards betrayal and therefore need for protection.

Now, this is the extra wild bit, because the authors propose that reconnection and engagement with the psychological self should be the primary goal of psychotherapy and if successful then the PS can rapidly develop and resolve trauma.

In this paper

The authors highlight the main barrier to access of the psychological self, the trauma self. The TS is an aspect of the over developed sociological self. It contains a distorted sense of reality, one of hopelessness and helplessness, and projects this reality internally. Think of it like a recursive version of Plato's allegory of the cave. The trauma self sits inside the cave, miserable, but afraid of the shadows on the wall and therefore unable to leave. Those shadows are then projected inwards to internal parts onto their own cave wall. This creates a bidirectional phobia of the internal and external world. Internal protector parts are hyper vigilant against a distorted view of the external world, and the host alter becomes phobic of the internal parts which they view as irrational, frightening, and dangerous (hello, this is me).

Now, this is the bit that seems insane to me and what I would love others opinion on, because the authors seem to suggest that persecutory parts hold the resolution skills for processing trauma, and if the host would only stop being prejudiced against them (like, actually, not like liberal white women who support BLM but lock their car doors when they see someone looking a little too urban) and let the persecutors do what they were originally designed for then recovery is incredibly swift and effective. One case study took 6 sessions. They also claim that patients have had no relapses up to 7 years after treatment.

So, this to me seems way to good to be true (or maybe that's my treatment resistant trauma self talking 😅). There must surely be counter arguments to this model on limitations or impracticalities. The first paper I linked seems quite thoroughly in support of this model, but I'm pretty sure that it's the first time I've come across it. Does anyone else know more about this? Has it been done to death and thoroughly debunked? Are there discussions by other big names in the field? Help a sister out

[partycage]

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disclaimer : party hat is written to have DID (DISSOCIATIVE IDENTITY DISORDER). as the blog progresses, more alters may be introduced. portrayal of DID will not be accurate as the author is a singlet. ++ 　　this blog is usually lighthearted, but will have themes of but not limited to — religious trauma / mentions of cultism, themes of depression, s/h, s/a, mentions of violence, and likely more. each post will be tagged to the best of my ability.

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known headmates.

party hat

she / he / cake / void. 21.

affiliated with the Church of the TRUE EYE, known to be one of the best intel collectors within the church.

schariac

he / they / it / void. 18. masc terms.

affiliated with the Church of the TRUE EYE, star assasin and executioner. has quite a legend among the Inpherno .

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he / they / mist / mango. 7.

unaffiliated. the memory holder.

fatalis

she / he / they. femme terms. 19.

hails from Playground. an Inpherno - wide famous actor. paparazzi follows him everywhere.

[twolegsnowings]

Redrawing my Childhood dragons 1: The Eniess

I have copious records of dragons I made (/ ‘observed’) as a kid. Books of dragonology, field observations from my bedroom window, story series, and loose drawings. I want to go through them and keep them alive.

Starting, I will draw some in an updated style. Neither is better or worse tbh- I like the look of the felt tip childhood drawings. More free, less focussed on artistic meaning and more of a translation of concept into something solid. I miss that.

Anyway, for the first one I did the dragon featured on the cover of one of my dragon identification books I made. The first is my new version, second is the original.

ID:

Image 1: A landscape colour drawing of a red amphiptere dragon (two wings, no limbs) with large triangular scales baring its teeth fiercely. The wing membranes are coloured in alternating red and blue across their folds. The dragon’s body has copious spikes across its back and underside, ending in a large tail arrow. Two yellow horns on its head also end in arrows. There is hand-written text scattered across the page saying: ‘An Adult Eniess (en-ee-ss)… A type of Amphiptere… A predator of other dragons: attacks prey whilst airborne w/ strong jaw & protection form defensive wounds through armour… Charismatic red-blue striped wings & ‘geometric’ tiled triangular scales are distinguishing features of the eniess. The horns are not true horns per se but organs, & contain hollow ducts surrounded by collagen & a skin membrane… Large tail arrow functions as a gland & produces regulatory hormones for spine regrowth…. Smaller horn arrows similarly act as glands producing enzymes which travel into the upper jar (sic; meant to be jaw) for fire production… Heavily armoured w/ bright spines across length of body & entire back…. Lack of an external ear (pinna)… blue eye patches.’ [Ellipses indicate separate lines]

Image 2: A portrait child’s drawing in felt tip pen of the same dragon. It is labelled ‘ a grown up enies’ and titled ‘dragons of the world’. The drawing lacks the same level of detail but has identical features to the newer version.

[semperintrepida]

I really appreciate your analyses of Kyra and her relationship with Kassandra. Something that’s been frustrating to me in video game fandom is that even if you’re lucky and get a compelling female main character, the chances of any potential female love interest also getting a fair shake in canon is very low (looking at you Lara Croft/Sam Nishimura… 🙃). Therefore, any deeper dive into the love interest in fic is always HIGHLY appreciated. I’m also curious: what is your opinion on Daphnae and Aspasia, and their respective potential romances with Kassandra?

So you're saying I should write more analysis dispatches from the SS Kyssandra? 🤣

(Before I answer your question, I must admit that I'm no multishipper. I trip face-first into a ship and cling to it for dear life until I tire of it. But that doesn't mean I can't opine on demand.)

Daphnae, Daphnae, Daphnae. So devoted to her goddess. So fucking unHiNgEd. "Go run around Hellas killing big beasties to prove your love worthiness as my opponent." After the first couple of pelts Daphnae had to have known that Kassandra was going to be the one. I respect a woman with a death wish.

Artemis is the goddess of young girls and maidenhood, of wild lands and wild beasts. But a young woman's freedom comes to an end in marriage, to a stranger she's only just met and had no time to love, with whom she's expected to bear children that she will of course love with all her being, but at what cost...

What I mean to say is I think this storyline is the first and only time Kassandra is a metaphor for marriage.

Now let's talk about Aspasia as a love interest for Kassandra. Kasspasia fans avert your eyes! And people who haven't played the main AC:O storyline and don't want to be spoiled. Scroll away!

Kasspasia is my NOTP. I can see Aspasia seducing an unsuspecting Kassandra. I can see how that would be delicious in a soap opera kind of way. (Such a tragic reveal!) But what I can't see is Kassandra letting Aspasia live after finding out the true identity of the Ghost, not after saying:

"I will not stop until every last Cultist has met my spear. You will be erased from history. I will erase you."

No matter how silky it is between Aspasia's sheets, the idea that Kassandra would forgive her for being the Ghost just does not compute. My big logic brain can't accept it in any circumstance, not when there's an equally compelling, educated, intensely charismatic woman over on the Silver Islands waiting to be wooed, a woman who, most importantly, is not a member of the Cult.

That said, I might be interested in an AU where deimos!Kassandra and Aspasia get it on in their secret villain lair. Someone write me that fic.

This is all, of course, my opinion.