#god bless the edit function

[existence-is-a-pain87]

can I have a request of the self aware! Toons x reader interactions if you were in the game please

Ima use the AU for the Self-Aware AU where MC died and got isekaid into being a Toon in Dandy's World. However, MC wasn't a Toon who was put on the show and was instead scrapped. But the Toon's obsession with them carried over. (It's an AU of an AU. So it's an AU AU.)

Lemme just show ya real quick, hehe.

Edit 1: I updated it and added Blot

Talking to You

Yandere!Dandy's World x Toon!Reader

Warnings: Obsession and other general yandere behaviors

--☆☆☆☆☆--

When you were reincarnated as a Toon in Dandy's World and saved from the horror show that was the self-aware game, you thought it was an ironic blessing.

You thought that blessing was even more ironic when you literally had to struggle to keep remembering your life as a human. And when you were never put on the show and instead kept in the depths, before being used for things like manual labor.

You weren't upset. Sure, you wish you could at least see the sun, but being a Scrapped Toon wasn't as much of a hell as obsession was.

Then you met the other Toons. And they began to get clingy.

And it got so much worse when the Ichor Operation occured and you went missing.

But when you came back? They found you again and pulled you out of your isolation?

Their obsession was so much worse.

Then you realized this was no godsend.

Whatever being did this to you, it was for their sick entertainment.

Because they were as obsessed with you as they were when they were self-aware.

--☆☆☆--

Astro

Astro: Hello starshine...

[Name]: ...

Astro: I... saw your dreams. Are you doing okay?

[Name]: Astro, do I look like I'm okay?

Astro: ...

[Name]: Please just... leave me alone.

Astro: You can talk to me whenever you need.

[Name]: ...okay.

---

Astro: Do you want to take a nap together after this, starshine?

[Name]: Astro, I'm not tired.

Astro: Won't you be by the time we're done?

[Name]: I mean, probably? But I'd rather not take a nap.

[Name]: At least with you.

Astro: Why not?

[Name]: Because last time we did that it took me an hour to scrub all the lipstick stains off my face.

[Name]: Since when did you even start wearing lipstick?

Astro: ...nevermind.

--☆☆☆--

Bassie

Bassie: Blossom, do you need anything? I have some useful items!

[Name]: No thanks, I'm good. Save your items.

Bassie: B- but...

[Name]: Trust me, I can survive without some items. I promise I'll be fine.

Bassie: Of course, hahAHA!

[Name]: ...

---

Bassie: Blossom, what do you think of Cocoa..?

[Name]: Oh, she's nice enough-

Bassie: ...

[Name]: -But I like you more.

Bassie: ...Really?

[Name]: Yeah. Why?

Bassie: -!

Bassie: No reason- hahaHAHAHAH!

[Name]: ...

Bobette

--☆☆☆--

Blot

Blot: ?deneppah tahW .yletal tespu yllaer neeb ev'uoy deciton I

[Name]: Oh, nothing important...

Blot: .taht wonk'Y .em ot eil ot deen on s'erehT

[Name]: Even if I told you the truth, there's not much you can do...

Blot: .tuo uoy gnidriew si esle enoyna fi su dnuora edih emoc ot eerf leeF .uoy troppus lla I dna ,attaY ,yeooL

[Name]: Got it Blot, thanks...

Blot: .evol I enoemos rof od nac I tsaeL

--☆☆☆--

Bobette: You're always welcome to hide with me in my gift box in any emergencies, angel!

[Name]: Bobette, there's no need.

Bobette: You sure?

[Name]: Yeah, I'm pretty fast.

Bobette: I mean-

[Name]: And I can probably beat a Twisted into a pulp with Blåhaj.

Bobette: Your giant shark plushie?

[Name]: Yeah. Hehe.

---

Bobette: How are you doing after last night?

[Name]: I don't know how my legs are functioning...

Bobette: Yeah...

[Name]: ...Why are the others looking at us weirdly?

Bobette: I dunno. Coal just sat on your lap last night.

[Name]: Yeah.

[Name]: ...Wait.

[Name]: Oh god, they're dirty-minded!

Bobette: Wha-?

--☆☆☆--

Boxten

Boxten: You're really good at machines, you know that?

[Name]: Eh, I'm okay at them. Not that great at skill checks, though.

Boxten: What do you mean?

[Name]: I basically never get them.

Boxten: Oh yeah...

Boxten: I'm constantly terrified a machine will explode whenever I do that...

[Name]: ...I'll help you out on the next floor with any machines, m'kay?

Boxten: Oh-! Thanks!

--☆☆☆--

Brightney

Brightney: What's on your mind?

[Name]: A lot of things. Most of them aren't good.

Brightney: Would book club help get them off your mind?

[Name]: Probably. Depends on the book.

Brightney: Cheesy romance novels, perhaps?

[Name]: We're gonna be allowed to read those at book club?

Brightney: Of course! If it'll make you happy, I can lift the ban for the day.

[Name]: Aw, thanks Brightney!

--☆☆☆--

Coal

[Name]: Hi Coal.

Coal: Bworf.

[Name]: Please don't sit on my lap again, Coal.

Coal: ...Bwoof.

[Name]: Please Coal. I like having functioning legs, Coal.

Coal: Bork...

[Name]: ...Okay, yeah, maybe it'll be unfair if Pebs gets to keep sitting on my lap...

Coal: ...

[Name]: ...But Coal, please-

Coal: Grrrr...

--☆☆☆--

Cocoa

Cocoa: Hi, choco kiss! Do you need anything?

[Name]: There's no need.

Cocoa: Are you sure? I can always help you-!

[Name]: No, Cocoa. Trust me, I'll be okay.

Cocoa: Are you sure?

[Name]: Yeah. How about I help you instead?

Cocoa: Oh really? Of course! Thank you!

--☆☆☆--

Connie

Connie: Yo.

[Name]: ...

Connie: ...

[Name]: Stop stalking me.

Connie: Haha, no.

--☆☆☆--

Cosmo

Cosmo: I made you some baked good, sweetheart!

[Name]: There's no need...

Cosmo: No, no. Please, just take them.

[Name]: I'm not hungry...

Cosmo: If you don't take the treats from me, Sprout's gonna make you take them.

[Name]: I don't want to eat...

Cosmo: ...

Cosmo: You WILL take and eat the food.

[Name]: ...yessir.

--☆☆☆--

Eggson

Eggson: Hello there, dearie.

[Name]: Hiya, peepaw Eggson...

Eggson: How about you and I go look for some eggs after this?

[Name]: Oh... I dunno... Where are we going to find eggs?

Eggson: Hoho, just trust me, dear!

[Name]: There's really no need, though.

Eggson: Even if you want to isolate yourself from anyone, at least let someone like me stay in your life, okay?

[Name]: ...okay...

--☆☆☆--

Finn

Finn: Always a joy to sea you, angelfish!

[Name]: Hi Finn. Fish puns again?

Finn: Always! Hehe!

[Name]: ...Thanks, they manage to put a smile on my face.

Finn: That's the goal! Everyone can have a gill-ty pleasure, hehe!

[Name]: Yeah... haha...

--☆☆☆--

Flutter

Flutter: ..!

[Name]: Hi, Flutter.

Flutter: ..?

[Name]: Oh, really?

Flutter: ...

[Name]: Cool.

Flutter: ..?

[Name]: Sorry-! I'm just... tired...

Flutter: !!!

[Name]: ...Don't worry, I'll be okay.

Flutter: ...

--☆☆☆--

Flyte

[Name]: Hi, Flyte.

Flyte: Oh- uh- hi, [Name]!

[Name]: ...Is something wrong?

Flyte: It's just... Flutter's worrying about you, y'know?

[Name]: ...I'm fine.

Flyte: Are you sure? We all just care and wanna support you-

[Name]: I'm. Fine.

Flyte: ...

[Name]: ...sorry...

Flyte: Don't worry about it, it's okay.

--☆☆☆--

Gigi

Gigi: Mwehe, heyyy girlie.

[Name]: ...Back away, Gigi.

Gigi: Aw, c'mon! It's not like the others will lemme keep you...

[Name]: I'm not letting you try stuffing me in your head again, Gigi.

Gigi: I wasn't gonna do that! I was gonna give ya something.

[Name]: I don't trust you, Gigi. Back off.

Gigi: You're boring sometimes, girlie.

--☆☆☆--

Ginger

Ginger: Snickerdoodle, Cosmo and Sprout are worrying about you...

[Name]: They are?

Ginger: Yeah... apparently, it's been three days since you last ate?

[Name]: Almost four by now.

Ginger: ...Please eat something...

[Name]: ...Fine, but only if it's not made by them.

[Name]: You and I could make something together after this, if you'd like.

Ginger: I'd like that. Thank you, snickerdoodle.

[Name]: ...of course, gingersnap.

--☆☆☆--

Glisten

Glisten: Darling, your makeup's smudged.

[Name]: I told you not to put it on me because I'd mess it up...

Glisten: Darling, darling. You're already almost as perfect as me. Makeup merely helps you look the part a tiny bit more.

[Name]: ...

Glisten: You're perfectly beautiful as is, yes, but still.

[Name]: ...

Glisten: I love you, darling. Do remember that.

[Name]: Yeah, I know... love you too...

Glisten: ...

--☆☆☆--

Goob

Goob: Hiya sib!

[Name]: Goob... you know I'm not your sibling, right?

Goob: Why do you keep acting like you aren't? Oh! Do you need a hug?

[Name]: I dunno if now is a great time for a hug, Goob...

Goob: Every time is a great time for a hug!

[Name]: ...I don't know if I'm in the mood for a hug, Goob...

Goob: C'mon, please?

[Name]: ...fine. But only one.

--☆☆☆--

Looey

Looey: You've been pretty sad lately. Need something to cheer you up?

[Name]: There's no need, Looey...

Looey: Jester, you know I'm always happy to cheer you up...

[Name]: I know...

[Name]: ...maybe after this.

Looey: Of course! How do you feel about juggling?

[Name]: That works great, thank you.

--☆☆☆--

Pebble

Pebble: Arf!

[Name]: Hi Pebs.

Pebble: Arf bark!

[Name]: Yeah, you can sleep in my bed tonight. I'm fine with that.

Pebble: Woof?

[Name]: No, Dandy may not join us.

[Name]: I know Dandy sent you to ask me, but c'mon little buddy...

Pebble: Bark...

[Name]: It's okay, don't worry.

---

Pebble: Woof! Arf!

[Name]: Pebs, I'm honestly feeling a bit lonely with how everyone obsesses over me...

Pebble: Woof...

[Name]: Maybe I should get myself a pet rock... or what would be the equivalent of a pet cat...

Pebble: Grrr... BARK BARK!

[Name]: ...

Pebble: Woof! Grrr...

[Name]: Pebs, you're as obsessed with me as everyone else. At least give me the chance to have a pet that won't be obsessed.

Pebble: (Whine).

[Name]: ...

--☆☆☆--

Poppy

Poppy: You'd look great with a bow!

[Name]: Like a bowtie?

Poppy: Or one on your head! Then we'd be matching!

[Name]: Wouldn't the others get jealous if you and I were matching?

Poppy: Probably!

[Name]: ...fine, but I get to pick the color.

Poppy: Yippee!

--☆☆☆--

Razzle & Dazzle

R&D: Little actor! (Razzle, they're taller than us...)

[Name]: Yeah?

R&D: We're working on a new play! (We've been spending a lot of time on it...)

[Name]: Oh, neat! What kinda play?

R&D: A romance! (It's going to be emotional too...)

[Name]: ...Do you want me to be one of the leads?

R&D: Naturally! (If you want...)

[Name]: ...It depends, I'll consider it.

R&D: Hehe, thanks! (Thank you...)

--☆☆☆--

Rodger

Rodger: Toodles wants to play house after this.

[Name]: Does she want me to play too?

Rodger: Of course. She wants both of her parents to be there.

[Name]: Rodger... I'm more like an aunt or uncle figure to Toodles.

Rodger: Nonsense! She views you as a parent.

[Name]: ...

--☆☆☆--

Rudie

Rudie: Merry Christmas!

[Name]: Rudie... none of us know what time of the year it is.

Rudie: Well I do! And it's Christmas!

[Name]: What if it isn't?

Rudie: Silly gift, it's definitely Christmas! I feel it in my antlers!

[Name]: ...

Rudie: Don't you like Christmas?

[Name]: I like Halloween more.

Rudie: ...oh.

--☆☆☆--

Scraps

[Name]: Scraps.

Scraps: Yeah, sib?

[Name]: I'm not your and Goob's sibling. Why do you two keep thinking that?

Scraps: Because you are our sibling, silly! Why do you keep denying it?

[Name]: ...

Scraps: Look, I know you're a bit upset. But we can fix that!

[Name]: ...

Scraps: Let's go do an art project after this! How does that sound?

[Name]: ...fine.

Scraps: Great!

--☆☆☆--

Shelly

[Name]: Hey, Shelly?

Shelly: Yeah? What's wrong?

[Name]: Can I hide in your room after we're done with this run..?

Shelly: Of course you can! Why my room though?

[Name]: ...

Shelly: Compy..?

[Name]: ...Dandy found my loft...

Shelly: ...Oh. Oh god. Stay in my room as long as you want!

[Name]: Thank you...

---

Shelly: Compy! I found some dinosaur documentaries!

[Name]: Really?

Shelly: Yeah! We haven't watched these ones either!

[Name]: Are they going to be inaccurate to the information we have nowadays?

Shelly: Oh, absolutely!

[Name]: Woo! We can sit down and correct dinosaur documentaries together again!

Shelly: Yay!

--☆☆☆--

Shrimpo

Shrimpo: I HATE THE OTHERS HORDING YOUR ATTENTION!

[Name]: C'mon, Shrimpy Boy, they aren't hording my attention.

Shrimpo: I HATE IT WHEN YOU DENY WHAT I SAY!

[Name]: You hate everything, Shrimpy Boy.

Shrimpo: I HATE WHEN YOU SAY I HATE YOU!! I HATE HATING YOU!!

[Name]: Y'know, the word is love, right?

Shrimpo: I HATE BEING HONEST AND VULNERABLE WITH MY EMOTIONS!!!

--☆☆☆--

Sprout

Sprout: Honey, I'm worried.

[Name]: ...

Sprout: You haven't been eating enough. In fact, I haven't seen you eating at all recently.

[Name]: ...

Sprout: You need to eat more-

[Name]: I'm not eating anything you make me. Not anymore.

Sprout: Honey-

[Name]: Not after what you did...

Sprout: ...

---

Sprout: I made you cupcakes.

[Name]: I don't want them...

Sprout: ...

[Name]: I'll make myself something to eat, okay? Just... leave me alone.

Sprout: Take the cupcakes first, and I'll consider it.

[Name]: No-

Sprout: Honey. Take. The. Cupcakes.

[Name]: ...got it...

--☆☆☆--

Teagan

Teagan: Dear, you seem quite stressed recently. What's wrong?

[Name]: A lot of things, honestly...

Teagan: ...Would you like me to throw a private tea party for you and me?

[Name]: I think I'd love that. Thank you, Teagan.

Teagan: Of course, dear. I'll make sure to get some snacks too.

[Name]: I-

Teagan: Not from Cosmo or Sprout. I know you've been uncomfortable around them lately. I'll ask Ginger.

[Name]: Thank you so much...

--☆☆☆--

Tisha

[Name]: Hey Tisha, do you mind if I borrow a broom?

Tisha: Of course! Is your room in need of cleaning?

[Name]: Yep.

Tisha: If you told me where your room was, you know I'd be happy to clean it, right?

[Name]: Well, you clean everything. You need a break. Plus, my room's my only real spot of privacy. ...usually, at least.

Tisha: Huh?

[Name]: Nothing, nothing! It's just I like some privacy, and that's my room.

Tisha: Well, okay then. If you need anything else, let me know!

[Name]: Thanks, Tisha.

--☆☆☆--

Toodles

[Name]: Hey Toodles, is Rodger still telling you I'm basically a parent to you?

Toodles: Yeah! And you are!

[Name]: Toodles, I'm really not...

Toodles: You help fix my toys whenever they break and take me on adventures! That's a parent thing to do!

[Name]: ...How about our next adventure is something like "[Name] is more like a sibling"?

Toodles: Aw...

[Name]: ...or something else.

Toodles: Yay!

--☆☆☆--

Vee

[Name]: Vee, stop stalking me.

Vee: ...

[Name]: I know you're using the cameras to watch me. Stop it.

Vee: You know I won't no matter how much you ask, right?

[Name]: ...I'd rather try asking you.

Vee: My dear contestant, sometimes your naivety astounds me. And I already know practically everything about you.

[Name]: ...at least you're better than Dandy...

Vee: Say that again, will you?

[Name]: Yeah, no.

---

Vee: Have you been taking care of yourself?

[Name]: I've been taking care of myself enough.

Vee: I know you haven't been eating.

[Name]: ...If you leave me alone, I promise to eat something.

Vee: I'd rather be around to verify if you eat or not.

[Name]: ...I think you know that even if you aren't around you'll be able to know if I eat or not.

Vee: Hm... you're not as stupid as you often appear to be, my dear contestant.

[Name]: ...That's one of your most sweet compliments, Vee.

Vee: I am well aware.

--☆☆☆--

Yatta

Yatta: I HAVE BROUGHT YOU CANDY!!

[Name]: Jeez! Yatta, you gave me a mild heart attack-

Yatta: Well, must have been a HEART ATTACK OF JOY!!

[Name]: No, I think it was one of being startled.

Yatta: Well, candy WILL DEFINITELY cure a heart attack.

[Name]: I don't think so, but thanks anyways. I'd love some candy.

Yatta: HAHAHAHHA! YAY!!

[Name]: You're so lucky I have a sweet tooth, heh.

--☆☆☆--

And, even if there's no canon interactions between Dandy and any Toon in game, I wanna try doing a couple Dandy interactions, hehe.

--☆☆☆--

Dandy

Dandy: Need anything, dewdrop?

[Name]: ...

Dandy: Well?

[Name]: I'm good, Dandy.

Dandy: ...

[Name]: Go away, please.

Dandy: ...Sometimes you infuriate me, dewdrop.

[Name]: ...

Dandy: Well, I probably should go now. See you soon!

---

Dandy: Do you need a bandage, dewdrop? You seem bruised...

[Name]: I'm fine. I can't afford one anyways.

Dandy: You could always pay in other ways.

[Name]: ...

Dandy: Well? You could even pay me back later~

[Name]: I'll pass...

Dandy: ...oh. How... unfortunate.

---

[Name]: Dandy... stay away from my room.

Dandy: ...

[Name]: Please...

Dandy: I'd rather not, dewdrop. It was awfully hard to find it after all.

[Name]: Dandy. I don't want to wake up to you standing there. Or worse...

Dandy: ...

Dandy: I'll consider it if you give me some tapes or... something else.

[Name]: ...okay...

--☆☆☆--

THE LAG I GOT WHEN WORKING ON THIS IS KILLING ME.

Oh well, though. This is fine.

[historyslittlebish]

Hiii, I'd love to submit a request if possible? I love your writing so much :3

Been thinking about King Baldwin iv, and he strikes me as the type of man to absolutely *melt* at head scratches. I'm thinking he's in pain and so tired, but super wired from having to deal with everything that's thrown at him. His wifey comes along, scratches his head, and he is ~out~. (And who doesn't love em: titty pillow???) Hope my rambling makes sense!

-Anon <3

A/n: I barley wrote much but tysm! I really like this idea because as someone who is sensory sensitive in general, its a great feeling. I was told I had really fluffy hair by a girl in my class in 3rd grade and she would spend most of reading time playing with my hair and stuff so yeah. Anyways here's a mini one shot. I hope this is accurate to some degree because again I never saw the movie and I was doing this at 2am soooo

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Warning: insecurities, slight angst, comfort and fluff

Baldwin sighed as he entered his quarters. Parts of his body were sore and aching for a relief of sorts. His eyes wandered towards the bed and he saw your beautiful/handsome figure. Your soft H/C hair was being braided/brushed by your own hand. After you finished the last of your nighttime routine, you turned and with a soft smile, beckoned your husband to come sit on the bed with you.

Happily, Baldwin obliged and slowly trudged his way over to you and slowly sat down.

As he sat down his muscles felt weak and sore. He let out a pained groan before settling on the bed, relaxing himself.

"My love, are you in pain tonight?" You asked as your hands reached over and gently stroked his clothed arm. Baldwin sighed and looked over to you, his eyes felt wet and he took his only functioning hand and grasped your smaller one with it.

"How can you love a man like me? What do you see in me?" Baldwin asked. He felt his heart ache for a true answer.

"Because you are a great man, you were god's design, you are a kind and strong ruler." You replied as you gently hugged his arm and rested you face on his shoulder.

"Would you like me to soothe you before you sleep?" You asked and you slowly reached to take off the yarmulke from his head while at the same time, hesitantly, Baldwin reached to remove his iron mask.

You both sat in silence as you stared at your dear husband. You smiled and leaned over pressing a kiss to the crown of his head, then beckoning him to lie down on your lap.

He allowed himself to lean into your touch as rested on your thighs.

While gently stroking his deformed face, you began to massage his scalp and stroke his shoulders and back.

There was a deep rumble in Baldwin's chest, a sound of pleasure from whatever sensory he could feel. He slowly lifted himself and pushed you onto the bed and grabbed the blanket to cover the two of you.

He nuzzled himself onto your chest and let out a sigh on content.

You giggled as continued to stroke, massage, and scratch him. He thanked God he is blessed with a woman/man like you as his love...He also prayed you would be alright, never contracting the same, awful disease he has.

Edit: @bl00dyarak I fixed it so the fic can be applied to both female and male people (or nonbinary too because you can read it as such) :)

[paranoid-rhythm]

Fate/Grand Order COMIC à la carte PLUS! SP Showdown!

Ashiya Douman VS Dioscuri

TL & Typeset by yours truly.

Right, so, edited to add AU's commentary below.

Au's commentary

【Douman】

I think that due to his position as an onmyouji and as a bonze, he places an emphasis on formality and rituals. Whatever his motivation may be, he can't help but go through these motions (though there are times that he stops abrubptly), it's like "if he has to do it anyway, it's more interesting to do it this way." In addition, it was a confrontation against the Dioscuri.

The Dioscuri, gods who connect with humans through "rituals" that play an important role in religion and faith, and whose way of being can be influenced and altered by man, in contrast with Ashiya Douman, one who blasphemes even gods themselves, one who guides humans by "looking up to the heavens and divining the stars." The ritual was brought about when Douman thought that he wanted to perform the steps to carry out the purifying ritual (monomi^), but he did not want to be the one to be shut in, so he made someone else disappear instead.

(^物忌み - monomi; an onmyou practice of shutting oneself inside the house on inauspicious days to avoid misfortune.)

In simpler terms, it's an act to purify one's body and soul by cutting off impurities, as such, Castor was furious at not only being suddenly separated from his sister, but also for being judged as "defective." (Although Castor's anger was at the forefront, his bond level is assumed to be high, because he rushed into the scene, out of concern regarding the abnormal situation, and for his Master's safety.)

【Dioscuri】

・Castor's Saint Graph is deficient, due to his separation from Pollux (derived from the Dioscuri interlude). ・In addition, it was difficult to stop Douman with a god's power, as due to Douman's spell, it was a situation where no divinity other than Douman's was functioning.

As for the "stronger truth (for the Master)" that Holmes mentioned, at this part, the Master was reminded of Dioscuri Castor's return gift from Valentine's, St. Elmo's Fire. One aspect of the Dioscuri is being the guardians of navigation, the guiding light, the "star" shining in the heavens.

Castor's return gift, based on the circumstances of the event scenario, is interpreted here as a blessing given by the Dioscuri only to the Master. A "truth" that was clear to the Master, that even if no one else knew about it, without any doubt, they have received this blessing. At that moment, the Master, who is the key figure in this divine ritual, overrode the "Dioscuri" by strongly recognizing them as "stars" rather than the "twin gods". Thus, this is the process that allowed Pollux to be revived.

【The Master of Hell】

Though it has various meanings, it revolves mainly about Seimei's episode with the "Taizanfukugun", and the "Taizanfukugun Festival^".

(^An onmyou festival, revering "Taizanfugun", a god from ancient China that was syncretized with the Buddhist king Enma, and was believed to rule over human lifespan and fortune. It was a popular festival among court nobles during the Heian period, and it was the festival that the onmyou family, the Abe clan, excelled at.)

Taizanfukugun is a major deity in onmyoudo, in Buddhism, considered as one of the ten kings of hell (sometimes equated with King Enma). The main implication of this image is that he is able to interfere with even the forces of hell and use them as if they were his own.

In this sense, Seimei should be the one who's more suited for hell, so what point would there be if the Master falls into hell? Would there be any meaning after that? In the first place, the Master would certainly not fall without a fight. And if they decided to, they would jump in without hestation, which is for Douman, also infuriating.

How does Douman see the greatest onmyouji? Did he collectively likened that person to the emotions swirling around him? Was it through the story of that person's resurrection, their travels through the world of that time, that equated to them easily conquering even Hell? Or is it something else entirely?

Whether he gives it his all or not, I feel that for Douman, there seems to be a fundamental ambiguity in self-affirmation, making him think "If I'm like this, then that person must be even better", regardless of Douman's own level of ability.

【Companion/Attendant】

When the Master pledged that they were determined to take Douman with them, even if it meant dragging him along with them, I wanted to show a "contrast" that showed their difference from Seimei, expressed through the rather exaggerated "Master allowed themselves to be accompanied / Seimei will never allow himself to be accompanied."

It's like "I said I liked apples, but he didn't say he liked apples. So he must hate apples.", something to that extreme. From Douman's point of view, that's how it must have been.

Furthermore, most of the passages in which Douman refers to Seimei are all from his perspective.

-The following is a digression -

・Sanson and Asclepius These two were the ones originally from Showdown Part 1. Originally, there was no scene in which these two talked to each other, but I hope those who read the previous comic will notice it.

This too, is a story about "humans" and "demigods (children of Apollo)".

(By the way, I was able to draw Asclepius in his second ascension for this FGO comicalized series.)

・At the beginning, I wanted to make the Master upset by making (Douman) say, "I killed her,'' but the response got boring so I changed it up.

・Buddha's great vows - this is the Bodhisattva's vast desire to save all sentient beings. In short, this was a hugely sarcastic remark towards the Master, as if to say "Your determination and your theatrical declaration are both truly admirable!" However, it also suggests that even if they would have to get various people to help their cause, the Master might just be able to pull it off.

・I was able to finish Holmes' panels in just one day.

・The last panel I drew was Douman's left side.

[feralkwe]

OTP Tag Game

Rules:Post some pictures of your OTP and their vibes, some info, and a song that fits their vibe. That's it. Edit as you please.

I was tagged by @runawaydragons, a true menace, but a cute and charming one!

I'm a one-trick pony right now, so you're gonna get Kit and Elidibus. Perceive them!

H'okay, so! Depending on where you start the story, they've always been in love.

They met like, 13000 years ago or so? Give or take? He was a young guy early in his big political career as pretty much the biggest cheese on the world's governing body. But she didn't know that because she's not from 13000 years ago. Not really. She's from modern times. But they fell in love, and he made her a dragon to remember him by. That's ironic. But anyway, this actually happened at the end of the story for her, but it's his first memory of them because it's the beginning of his story.

It's a timeloop! Don't worry about it.

Then he became a god of Darkness to stop the world from ending. Or, at least, the heart of one. That's really splitting hairs, but this isn't that post. Anyway he sacrificed himself because he thought it's what she would have done were she still there.

Then the world got split into 14 pieces by this other woman who became a god because she thought she knew more than everyone (this is not that post), and his god got beat up and sundered, too. He became a bad guy, from a certain point of view.

About 12000 years later, she is born, grows up, and becomes the hero fated to save the world by this other god lady, who gives her this Blessing of Light. This makes them enemies by giving them the same goal in opposition of one another.

Meanwhile he's kind of deteriorated under the strain of holding the world together and keeping life viable, and being the Busiest Man In the World for awhile. His memories kinda crumbled. Including his memories of her. Mostly. Somehow she awakened some of them. He didn't like that. Mostly.

He tried to get her to see his side of things, and when that didn't work as planned, he got some people to try and kill her. That didn't work. So he tried it himself. That didn't work. She got yoinked to another one of the world pieces, had a little adventure, killed his co-worker sorta brother guy (who used to be her husband in another life--this isn't that post either), and he had a tantrum on the moon, then yeeted himself to that piece of world to try and kill her again.

That's when he remembers they used to be in love, but he doesn't remember how that happened. Because she's nineteen. Not 13019. Weird.

They still make out a few times.

Oh, wait. He possessed a corpse for this maneuver. Long story. The corpse wasn't a dealbreaker, and besides it was sort of hers anyway. This is not that post, either.

He tried, again, to get her to see his side, to get her to join him. It almost worked. There's a whole thing about the blowie pillar in the Crystarium that I won't get into right now, but that probably would have sealed the deal. Elidibus... it is not like you to err so grievously. He did smack her soul with a nice Darkness hickey, and even though she broke up with him like, five minutes later, he considered them functionally married. But she was still in the way of him finishing his duty. You know how it is.

Anyway. They had a really big fight. Here's a fun vibes pic! Look he made her an axe so she'd fight him!

She won. He died. Mostly.

Listen, a lot of stuff happens after that. Like, a lot. Most of it he's mostly dead for. She had to kill his god body. Then the world started ending again. And then he made himself all dead to send her back in time to try and save the world, because he remembers meeting her in the past, just not when, how, or why. But at the end of it all, they are mirrors of one another according to the PoV of their respective people. If he failed, mayhap he can help her succeed.

He so loved the world, after all. If not restored his way, her way will suffice, so long as it is saved. That's what it was all for, after all.

But he wasn't where he sent her. This is not that post, either. Tl;dr (too late!) she saved the world. The god lady is dead. She's free. He's free to be at rest, finally. Kit tries to go forward and move on.

And then? After that? She went back in time again to--that's right--the time he remembered meeting her. Before any of this ever happened. Only now she knows everything that happened after. Because this is the end of the story for her, but only the beginning for him.

Anyway, his soul gets mucked with by a woman in STEM, and Kit had to kick his ass again, and they were both really upset about it.

But then they got to meet again. This time, everyone has all their memories, and they both know the story in full.

The details of how are still up in the air for a few reasons, but long story short, they are going to get their happy ending. Because for the first time in my life I reject canon. They deserve better.

I do have a dedicated playlist for them, here on Spotify, or YouTube if you're fancy.

But I think my song of the moment for them is "Heaven, Iowa" by Fall Out Boy. It's REALLY hard to put a happy ship to a Fall Out Boy song. Go me!

I have a few fics for them. It's in the series "The Sights We Shall See" on AO3, if you're so inclined.

Hmm. Tags. I pick @tehjai, @blucifer08 (do you do tag games? IDK I love seeing different takes on WoL/Elidibus, so I'm tagging you!), and I'm gonna pick on @icescrabblerjerky again because I'm like that.

Also if you want to do this, please do! Tag me! I want to read about your blorbo ships!

And if you made it to the end of this, bless your socks.

[idyllic-affections]

a winter night's lazzo.

summary. the loss of a mother creates a pain comparable to no other. trigger & content warnings. major character death (la signora), loss of a parental figure, chronic illness flare-up, mc is HOMICIDAL towards both the traveler (implied to be aether bc abyss!lumine supremacy <3) and scaramouche, violent thoughts, all five stages of grief, scara slander 💕, [name] is stated to have longer hair but it is only mentioned once. tropes, pairings, fic length, & other notes. angst, hurt/slight comfort. dad!pantalone & reader. 2k words. they/them pronouns for reader. prev | next author's thoughts. i wasn't going to post this. why? no clue tbh, i'm actually quite happy with the dialogue and dynamics i created in this fic, but i nonetheless had little to no intention of actually posting it. then someone showed interest in how [name] would respond to signora's death, and i RAN to revise, edit, & post this old draft HEKSJSKSGHF

       Snezhnaya had never felt colder.

       Even though the power of Pyro could dance on their fingertips at their command, staving off the cold whenever they desired, it was too cold; whatever small attempts they made at warming their body were quickly snuffed out by the frost. Even though they knew lives would be lost in pursuit of the Cryo Archon's honorable goal...

       It was a little too much. It was too cold.

       'Lohefalter... will not be coming back.'

       They said nothing, gave no indication of having heard him at all. Then, they met his gaze with a chillingly distant expression unbefitting of someone their age. No child should have been capable of looking so... unreadable. Briefly, Pierro mused to himself that they truly resembled the way their father looked when something troubled him extremely deeply. 'She's dead, then? Don't treat me like a fucking child, Lord Pierro.'

       The man's brows seemed to furrow slightly, surprised at how dangerously sharp their tongue was, but he obliged them nonetheless and nodded. For a noble who was taught specifically not to lose their composure...

       They were very close to losing it entirely. Before him stood but another child who had been eternally changed by the Motherland's cruelty. It was... something worth mourning, really. Any innocence they should have had was long since burned away. Someone so young should not have been capable of making the expression that they wore so effortlessly, but perhaps that is what being raised by the Fatui does to a person. Someone so young should not have been capable of making the expression they wore, but they simply were able to do so. Perhaps that is just a testament to the absence of innocence, innocence that they never really got to experience.

       'Yes. Rosalyne-Kruzchka Lohefalter is dead.'

       A strong chill climbed the length of their spine, making them shiver slightly. They could taste blood at the back of their dry, raw throat, wincing as they rubbed the side of their neck in an attempt to ease the pain. Normally, they handled the cold very well. The extreme temperatures of the Motherland typically didn't hinder them so terribly; it was, ironically, the heat that made it difficult for them to function. The very power that coursed through their veins after years and years of studying to master it without a blessing from the gods was indeed destructive in more ways than one. Even so, no matter how resilient they were normally, it was just far too cold for them to handle. They trembled beneath their thick coat like a leaf in the wind, thumb rubbing over the Pyro delusion tucked in their coat in an attempt to absorb the warmth it radiated.

       ...Then again, normally there was Mother Rosalyne to help them regulate their body temperature. She was not there. She would never be there again.

       In their weak, emotional state, they dared not try their hand at true pyromancy, lest another Harbinger lose their coat to the flames like the Balladeer did all those years ago. Heating their body was one thing, but generating flames? It was simply too risky. Disrupting the funerary atmosphere by setting someone aflame wasn't something they were all that keen on doing. Under different circumstances, they wouldd be glad to set someone alight the same way they did to the Sixth.

       (They absently noted that the aforementioned Harbinger was missing from the memorial service.

       If they weren't as well-informed as they were, they'd assume it was just because he was an asshole. As much as they would like to blame it on his shitty personality... they knew better.)

       Whatever was left of the Fair Lady's body was sealed inside the beautifully intricate casket that they were especially particular about being involved in selecting; they knew her far better on an intimate level than even the other immortal Harbingers did. No-one could deny them their right to be involved. La Signora had it stated in her will, regardless, that she wanted them involved in her commemoration.

       Even if the others dared deny them their right, would they dare deny La Signora's final wish?

       Columbina's voice, beautiful and alluring like the call of a siren, did naught to soothe them. Some part of their brain still refused to acknowledge the fact that, indeed, in that intricately beautiful casket (which they couldn't even confidently say was adequately befitting of such a stunning woman like Rosalyne; nothing was good enough for her, nothing would ever be good enough for her) was the one who filled the role of the absent parent in their life. Even as they gingerly traced some of the details with their gloved fingers...

       It was as if their head was stuffed full of cotton.

       "We are gathered here today to remember our dear comrade. In honor of her sacrifice, all work should halt for half a day as the nation mourns her passing."

       'There's no way this is real,' they mused absently to themselves. 'She said she'd be back in a month. She said she'd take me to Fontaine when she got back.'

       If they were more coherent, they'd object simply because half a day was hardly long enough.

       "Merely half a day?" Pantalone chuckled. He seemed to share their sentiment, albeit for separate reasons. It was only when his hands tenderly brushed their hair back over their shoulders that they seemed to become tethered to reality. With Rosalyne being gone, the attachment they already held to their father increased tenfold. Archons forbid something ever happened to him, too; the things they were thinking of doing to the traveller were already horrendously criminal, but if something were to happen to their father? The things they'd do would make even the bravest man cower. "People say the Northland Bank's true currencies are blood and tears, but Mayor, even speaking as a banker, that sounds a little unconscionable."

       "Rosalyne died in a foreign land, but you heartless buisnessmen and dignitaries always with a covenient excuse to remain in the comfort of your homeland. You couldn't hope to understand, so why don't you keep your mouth shut? We don't want to make the children cry." She scoffed, gaze briefly flicking in their direction; her eyes softened slightly upon landing on them, "...To this day, I am still shocked to see that someone as courageous as your child came from you."

       "My willingness to leave Snezhnaya doesn't have anything to do with courage, Aunt Arlecchino," they murmured, shifting their weight from one leg to the other. "I'm a debt collector. It's in my job description. I leave for either work or recreation. I'd stay here otherwise, so please... don't create such a distance between my father and I. I'm no different."

       Neither she nor their father had an opportunity to add on any further—not that Arlecchino would have been able to find the words to reply, anyway. What could she possibly say to them? The child she partially raised was claiming to be no less cowardly than their father, but they were. She knew they were.

       Even so, she also did not want to drive distance between them and someone they loved.

       Not now. Not when they were grieving.

       "Hey, c'mon now," Childe intervened, "even I don't think this is the right time or place for a fight."

       Perhaps he was sensitive to their discomfort. He did have siblings, after all. It wasn't a stretch to imagine that he'd be especially perceptive to their emotional needs, even in spite of all that he'd been through. One would think the Abyss would stamp out any empathy, but Childe time and time again proved to have certain redeeming qualities that even the Abyss failed to rid him of.

       He was arguably the most sane person at the funeral, really.

       "...Utterly risible."

       "Though her methods tarnished her honor—"

       A dart of fire missed Capitano's face by perhaps an inch, dissipating with a faint hiss when it came into contact with the frigid wall. "My hand slipped," was all they said with a flat, blatantly sarcastic tone when accusatory glances were shot their way. "My bad."

       Columbina giggled into her palm.

       Unbothered, Il Capitano went on, "—Lohefalter's sacrifice is a great pity. Her loss shall not hinder our progress, but Dottore... what of Scaramouche and the Gnosis from Inazuma?"

       Right.

       Now that their head was slightly clearer, they recalled the details they had managed to gather from Pierro regarding the Inazuma mission, sifting through them mentally once again like they'd done so many times before. Right; it was Scaramouche who did not tell Rosalyne that he already had the Gnosis. If he had, she would still be standing. Alive.

       A deep sense of hatred boiled in their chest, spreading and consuming everything in its wake until all that was left was ash.

       Perhaps they weren't so different from their late mother figure.

       'Fucking bastard.'

       Their gaze snapped to the Doctor—he was not the Doctor in his prime, they halfheartedly noted—limbs trembling with the utter strength of their rage.

       'I hope you lose all that you have ever loved in Dottore's experiment, and if somehow, by the grace of the Gods, you don't... I'll take it from you myself.'

       A squeeze to their shoulder brought them back to reality once again. Their eyes flickered to the Regrator, breath shallow and quick. It was hard to differentiate their emotions from their illness, and by the time they were grounded enough to do so, their chest was already tight with the lack of adequate oxygen. A soft whimper was involuntarily choked from their throat when a sharp ache struck their diaphragm. Again, their shoulder was squeezed. The simple gesture carried a clear enough message:

       Calm down.

       For their health, both physical and mental, they needed to calm down. It was then that they noted the rising temperature around their body—fuck, was that heat emanating from them? Rosalyne didn't warn them about this. She did once offhandedly mention that emotions may affect their art, but they never thought that'd apply to them and clearly she had shared that sentiment; they were so skilled at masking their feelings behind an elegantly deceptive mask. Despite that, if they weren't careful, they'd end up burning their own coat off.

       "Conventional wisdom holds that divine knowledge cannot be rationally comprehended. After conquering the divine gaze, he will make his next move."

       "It's time to end tonight's foolish theatrics," Pierro began, finally approaching the casket as all of the other Harbingers had already done. "Right now, you have no captive audience. Let every worthy sacrifice be carved in ice, and with this nation endure for all time."

       With Pantalone on their left and Arlecchino on their right, they sent Rosalyne off.

       "In the name of Her Majesty, the Tsaritsa, we will seize authority from the gods."

                         — flower of the universe !! 🌸

       "Would you like to meet Dottore in Sumeru?"

       They sat comfortably in a little space by the window, still bundled up in their coat, absentmindedly picking at the threads of their outfit. Their gaze briefly flickered to their father stood at their side before shifting back to the raging blizzard outside.

       "I'd rather not," they murmured. "I would faint not even five minutes into a nation that humid. There's no guaruntee I won't slaughter the traveller on sight, either. Also... genuinely, Scaramouche is my least favorite of you all. I don't care what happens to him. His mommy issues got the best of him," they scoffed, to which their father's lips twitched vaguely upwards. "It would be no more entertaining than it would be boring."

       "You never did get along with the Balladeer. Shall I take you to Liyue for the time being, then? You may benefit from... detachment from the Fatui's affairs for a while."

       "...I'd like that. Maybe I'll find out where all of Childe's mora is going while I'm there."

       The Regrator chuckled at that, squeezing their shoulder once more and leaning down to kiss the top of their head. "Do see to it that I'm the first you tell when you inevitably find out, hm?"

       "I will."

please consider reblogging, it helps me out quite a lot!

[ratanslily]

congrats on the first flash fic friday @rc-catalog 🩷

for this day, I present an unfinished edit of Saraswati, Devi and Radha. as you all know, I've been itching to make a Ram × Devi wedding series, and the next thing is Mehendi after Haldi, and in a Mehendi function, women generally wear green outfits and apply henna on their hands and feet for good luck and blessings from God. Radha's outfit is decided, but I cant seem to get a nice outfit going on for the Saraswati and the bride, Devi. so any help would be appreciated! (asks are more than welcome <3)

[estera-shirin]

Grave of Nehemiah Mota, Cochin, India, 1980

Here's some history about Nehemiah Mota from Jewish Virtual Library:

MOTA, NEHEMIA (d. 1615?), poet whose influence in *Kochi (Cochin) remains very tangible to this day. The Malabari Jews honor the anniversary of his death on the first day of Chanukkah with a special banquet followed by singing his hashkavah (Sephardi memorial prayer). But his religious significance extends to the Paradesis as well, and his tomb in Jew Town functions as the focal point of many vows, a spot for consolation in times of distress, and as an object of pilgrimage for Christians, Muslims, and Hindus as well as Jews.

The earliest reference in scholarship devoted to Nehemia Mota is found in the 1907 edition of the Jewish Encyclopedia, where it is stated rather misleadingly that in 1615 a false messiah appeared among the Jews of Cochin in the person of Nehemia Mota. Most authorities accept that Mota was from the Yemen; others say he was an Italian Jew who came to Kochi via Yemen, and still others hold that he was Polish. He married a woman from the black Jewish community [the term "black Jewish" in this context means a woman from the Jewish community that arrived in Cochin sometime around 70 CE, as opposed to the Sephardic Paradesi Jewish community of Cochin.] The 1757 edition of the Shingli Maḥzor contains about 20 of Nehemia's songs which, for reasons unknown, were deleted from the 1769 edition. They have reappeared in recent Israeli editions of the Shingli rite.

Nehemia's tomb is located down an alley in a poor area just south of Jew Town. It resembles the "village deity" (grammatadevata) shrines of South India, except for the absence of any images or symbols of the saint. The presence of Nehemia inspires fear as well as blessings – such ambivalent feelings typify the cults of the village deities. Women, Jewish and Gentile, make vows and light candles at the tomb whenever they face a crisis of health, an employment opportunity, or a long journey.

The incorporation of a foreign saint into the Hindu pantheon is not uncommon, and this mechanism serves to acculturate the foreign community into Hindu society.

Nehemia's tomb bears the following Hebrew transcription: Here rest the remains of the famous kabbalist, The influence of the light of whose learning shines throughout the country, The perfect sage, the hasid, and God-fearing Nehemia, the son of The dear rabbi and sage Abraham Mota. Our Master departed this life on Sunday, the 25th of Kislev, 5336. May his soul rest in peace.

[octahedral-chaos]

Here's my Original Species!

Celestial Guard Beasts, or CGBs for short!

I will try to draw more stuff about them in the future, as they'll get their own website with everything on them there.

In the mean time, have their lore!

Edit: OH and they're open btw! I'm just working on some of their traits and such before I officially "release" them for use!

Celestial Guard Beasts were created by the Luck and space God Fortuna Astrum, as guardians for their domain. However, during the Great War, Fortuna died, leaving their creations to find their own calling.

A Celestial Guard Beast have a specific object that they guard. Most light variant CGBs (Right) tend to guard weapons, while dark CGBs (Left) Guard Wands, books and other such items. They can "bless" someone with good luck... or curse one with bad luck should they be angered.

CGBs have no need to eat, drink, sleep nor other bodily functions, as they are the animated form of Luck itself. Their colouration tend to mimic stars, with dark CGBs having red, orange or yellow accents while light CGBs having blue or silver accents. However, there are rumours of there being Celestial Guard Beasts with green and purple accents, or even the "wrong" accent colour for their typing, but those might be rumours... right?

[hskcut-blog]

Okay I needed to vent about this somewhere and why not just do it here, right? So the reason why I actually went head on in the lads rabbit hole was bc of an edit – and guess who was in the video??? The man himself, the prettiest ml in that game, THE Rafayel, but wait!! I only learned about the sexy crime that is that siren form later when I was looking for more edits about him :)

That one edit that started everything was just him folding pathetically whenever the mc touched his face... And she does that a lot, God bless her 🙏

No but seriously the way that man melts at her touch like?????? He got his yearner degree with full honors cause that level of desperation is insane (and now I know why which yes, it hurts to think too much about it, but oh well) and HE BLUSHES ALL THE TIME TOO 😫 he's so pretty it makes me wanna cry :((((

Oh not to forget he's an artist too, that was honestly the cherry on top, that's my baby through and through, I don't care for anything else (cut to me struggling to do all the training possible so I can pass the fighting on the third phase (?) of the first arc, but yeah, all good around here)

Now not so fun things about the game tho is all the storage it takes to function????????? THAT IS ANOTHER LEVEL OF INSANITY BC THAT IS A DATING GAME AND NOW I ONLY HAVE A FORTH OF MY CELLPHONE STORAGE AVAILABLE ANYMORE 😭😭😭 I know the grafics and animations are insanely good but mann it's just a game, why they need all of that 😫

Also I'm not really feeling it with the other characters we're introduced to at first - yes they're pretty, but so far not really interesting to me (although I admit Xavier's posts and texts are quite cute, he's giving major lost puppy/boy next door kind of vibes) I kinda feel bad about keeping them aside as I'm basically hunting down that memory of rafayel as the sea god and leveling up my affinity with him, but at the same time I'm not bothered enough to do much more for them (and their affinity levels go up by themselves when I collect the memories so there's that...

And omg I unlocked the period tracker abshsgsgshzgx I thought that was an event only kind of thing, I had no idea it was a permanent feature in the game lollol the reminders and calendar stuff is actually kind of cute (as in, oh my, I've spent so many hours just exploring all those features I lowkey feel like an addicted to the most intoxicating drug ever - and it's Rafayel's playful smile and his blush when I feel his heart beat 😔) but I can't set them on my time zone so they're basically useless unfortunately.

Too bad I wanted raf reminding me of my sleep time so I could actually follow through with fixing my sleep schedule :(

That's it guys, that's the end, I think I'm down bad for yet another fictional man 😃🔫

[bluegekk0]

they fixed ask response editing in drafts and after posting. god bless

though they also added a weird thick border to the pfps in the blog view. but eh, i'll take functionality over looks. hoping that's also a bug though, it looks ugly

and of course still hoping that the formatting of the ask text in the post view gets fixed. why does it only show a few characters per line, it makes reading through the ask as you're responding to it so difficult

[picnokinesis]

Hi!

(A mild panic on the topic of: This is not a question, oh god, this is NOT a question. This is a recommendation of a fandom at BEST.)

So I was reading a fic one day and my brain went very quickly in succession:

a) /Oh/, this is the good stuff

b) No wonder you think so, remember spydoc telepathy edition (And you, Taka, are like an ambassador of that land in my mind)

c) Actually many fics from this fandom are like this

d) Do we think…?

So I had two facts:

1. This is a thing someone I have a great respect for would probably enjoy.

2. There was no indication Taka has seen or engaged in the fandom of Pacific Rim. Despite its notoriety in this neck of the woods due to the concept of drifting in particular.

And what I am doing with those facts is telling you this. I think you are great and I think you would like the fics of Pacific Rim. So if you feel like checking it out, it’s very low effort on entrance. Only one movie to see. Or two. Depends who you ask.

Here are two excerpts to judge for yourself. (Is this a spoiler? I know people for whom this would be a spoiler. For me it’s a tester.)

1) What’s a Little B&E Between Friends? By VoiceOfNurse (Part 20, Chapter 1)

No need to reach for the void, when he was so complete, nestled up against the part of Them that was Hermann. 

…safe… 

Newt was aware, in as much as Hermann was aware. It was difficult to separate himself out, when Hermann’s mind was locked around him like a steel trap made of numbers and chalk dust and spite. They were one organism in two parts- four lungs, drawing breath, two hearts beating in time. There was cold, and there was pain, but it was far away. 

There is no room for (masters-monsters-precursors) here. They are (insects-vermin-insignificant) when faced with (memory-language-connection). We are (brilliant-unstoppable-rockstars). We are (music-logic-science). We are (Newt-and-Hermann) and they are nothing. 

2) What’s a Little B&E Between Friends? By VoiceOfNurse (Part 20, Chapter 2)

They were Drifting. Tendo couldn’t quite work out the whys and hows of it, especially now that he was being bitten to within an inch of his fucking life, but he was certain. He’d hurt Hermann by moving too fast, probably jostled the guy’s leg, actually, which was folded weirdly under him with Newt on top, but the closest set of teeth bit him. Newt wasn’t even conscious in the traditional sense of the word, but Hermann was. Hermann was, and apparently Newt’s teeth were available to rectify the situation. Newt’s urges, too, because Tendo didn’t really picture Hermann as a biter. 

HELLO MY FRIEND oh my days I'm SO sorry but I'm laughing so much because this probably happened because tumblr search function is useless but 'no indication' sksksksk, oh my sweet summer child: here's the pacific rim tag on my blog LMAO - or, even better, the entire pacrim au I came up with for s12 of doctor who one time. Also. Also. Buddy. This is so funny, I love you so much. Are you aware that I'm obsessed with the works of one of the biggest Pacific Rim fanfic writers ever? I did, to be fair, literally take their name off my blog description yesterday to replace it with Bloodywood instead, and I'm more on the Stargate Universe side of things these days - but cleanwhiteroom is one of my favourite authors, and I read Designations Congruent with Things before I touched any of their Stargate material. If, my dear anon, you've not heard of cwr, then I really highly recommend their stuff, but I'll add a link below and see if I can dig up the other fic that I really loved from back in the day. Thank you for the fic rec though!! Those excerpts look excellent haha, I shall check that fic out when I get chance because you're absolutely right I love that kind of thing.

(also, absolutely DELIGHTED that you read this sort of stuff and thought of me - that is SUCH an honour oh my days! Like...rancid spydoc telepathy ambassador....what a title, I'm dead chuffed at this haha bless you!)

I think this is just so funny to me because - you couldn't possibly know this, of course, but like you know where I got this from? This love for writing weird, messed up mental connections between people?

Pacific Rim fanfiction HAHAHAHAHA

(and, later SGU - but I mean, mostly just cleanwhiteroom tbh. I was 16yo and I imprinted okay. But there were also other fics too, and they had an influence. Guh, Newt/Hermann post-drift fics are PEAK man)

Okay but actually let me tell you the story of how I got into pacrim because I think it's hilarious. So most people get into fandoms by like, yknow. Watching the film, reading the book, seeing the show, etc. I mean, how else would you do it? I'll tell you how. I was pottering about on deviantArt, back in the the grand old year of - oh, it must have been 2014. 2015? Something like that. Anyway, I stumbled across some Newt and Hermann fanart, and I didn't know the fandom but I was intrigued and REALLY liked the artstyle (I think the artist was feriowind?) - anyway I went on their profile and was MORE intrigued when I found they'd done some gorgeous cover art for THIS FIC, which got me so curious that I decided to read it. Without having watched the film. What I did was: read the plot summary on wikipedia, watched a couple of newt and hermann fanvids/clips (LIKE THIS ONE) so I could see them/hear their voices right, and then just blitz on through the fic with google images open in another tab so I could google thing like 'the shatterdome' and 'the LOCCENT pacific rim' and stuff like that for visual reference SKKSSK. Damn this is a throwback, I'm having a great time. ANYWAY. Read the fic. Loved it. Read the sequel. LOVED IT. Started looking for more fanart and stuff like that - and found a bunch of people kept on mentioning this fic called Designations Congruent with Things. Searched it up, found it on ao3, read the first 6 chapters and it almost melted my brain LMAO so I stopped. Then I couldn't stop thinking about it and I came back to it and oh my days. Oh my days. It fully rewrote my brain and DAMN I was obsessed. By this point I was vibrating in place at the mere thought of actually SEEING THE FILM, YKNOW. The film I'd read hundreds of thousands of words of fanfic about. Anyway, my friend who got secret santa for me that year literally had the easiest job on the planet HAHAHAHA so I watched it on Christmas Day and it was so so funny because like. You probably are aware of how much damn lore this film has. Like I knew the names of most of the jaegers that aren't even mentioned in the movie, I knew about Caitlin Lightcap and Sergio D'onofrio, but I had NO IDEA what was extended canon and what was fanon and what was actually. Y'know. In the film. So when I watched it I was like BUT WHERE'S LIGHTCAP for most of it HAHAHAH, but yeah it was great. SO GREAT. Guh I love the concept of the drift SO SO MUCH it's absolutely fascinating and just. AHH!! So so good.

Anyway. Absolutely losing it, bless. Sorry this is all over the place, I'm very tired but my goodness. Yes. Talk to me about drift bonds any day of the week, I'm here for it. If you want cleanwhiteroom fics, you can find them here. I linked the other one above, but there were a couple of others I read too...like I read a LOT of fics, and this was before I had an ao3 account rip so I don't have it in my fic reading history. There was one called Occam's Razor that I read a lot of, but I don't think I finished it. OH but I also liked this one (that i thought I found but it turned out to be the wrong one, am looking again now lol), from after Pacific Rim 2!! Which, as a film, I mostly consider to just be like. A fanfic with an exceptionally high budget ksksksks so yknow. I don't hate it because I don't consider it canon as much as I consider anything outside the original film canon. ANYWAY LOVE YOU

[pyladeshungover]

intro post

Tara // 30s // Australia

she / her / hers

oops i got into hockey sorry guys

my url is from approximately 2013 when I was a les mis blog, and my pfp is athelstan from vikings in a flower crown because that was cool in 2015. title is from the boat that rocked. I've been here forever.

i'm very not normal about sidney crosby and travis konecny

i'm slightly more normal but still unhinged about claude giroux and jamie drysdale

24/25 season teams (listed in order of preference, bottom 2 rows alphabetically):

tag lists also i do tend to be pretty good about tagging everything so if you blacklist nothing should slip through

I did not realise you can only access that page on desktop but also the hyperlinks won't work in this post so here's the list:

FROM THE SELF

my face; sort of - my face and my thoughts

university life - university/college experiences

adulthood - attempts to function as a successful adult

millennials - the Adulthood Experience™ specific to millennials

life is hard - depression tag

so not straight - i am queer

mine - shit i’ve made or drawn

tumblr - i’ve been on this godforsaken website since i was 15 and i hate everything about that

RELIGION

blessed is he who comes in the name of the lord - christianity

jc and the boys - jesus and the apostles

jc and the girls - ladies of the disciples

upon this rock - history of, stories about, and images of the church

do not be afraid - angels 

your kingdom come - prophets, saints, and the apocalypse

the old gods are dead - graeco-roman mythology

folklore - local folk and fairy-tales 

WORLD AFFAIRS/CULTURE

straya - things about Australia

auspol - Australian politics

uspol - US politics

i’m a pathetic history major - general world and cultural history

who likes bad jokes - especially awful attempts at humour

words - poetry, quotes, literature

reclaiming the women - feminist re-tellings of fictional women

humanity - the good and incredible things about humans and community (also includes human and alien speculative fiction)

christmas - i love christmas

covid 19 - self explanatory

2020 - see above

2021 - mamma mia, here we go again

2022 - we’re three years into The Great Loneliness

FANDOM

fandom / fanfic

# - 911

A - abfab

B - brooklyn 99 / black books / beauty and the beast / birds of prey /buffy

C - criminal minds / code black

D - dirk gently / doctor who / disney / derry girls

E - elementary

F - firefly / fresh off the boat / friends / fleabag

G - great british bake off / grace and frankie / greys anatomy / galavant / game of thrones / gilmore girls / the great / the good place

H - holes / hunt for the wilderpeople / the hobbit / hannibal / hamilton / harry potter

I - inside llewyn davis

J - jurassic park / jesus christ superstar

K - kingsman / killing eve

L - lethal weapon / lucifer / lotr / les mis

M - moulin rouge / mamma mia / moana / mad max / the man from u.n.c.l.e. / mindhunter / miss fisher’s murder mysteries / the marvelous mrs maisel

N - narnia / nhl

O - the office / the old guard / oitnb

P - pushing daisies / parks and rec / the princess bride / psych / the prince of egypt / the parent trap / pirates of the caribbean / pride / prodigal son / phantom of the opera

Q - queer eye

S - spn / star wars / scrubs / the song of achilles / schitts creek / santa clarita diet / six the musical

T - teen wolf / twilight / to all the boys i’ve loved before /

U - umbrella academy

V - vikings / venom

W - what we do in the shadows / the witcher / wonder woman

X - xfiles

HOCKEY

nhl

hrpf

the rituals are intricate (n-h-is-for-for-homosexuality-l)

they’re so stupid 🥹 (memes)

hockey narratives

hockey art

hockey poetry

hockey vid edit

Players tagged initials jersey number (ie. sc87)

Other player tags - hughes bros / tkachuk fam / love thy goalie 

Ships - tknp / sidgeno / drygras / mattdrai / brioux / mike likes jeff but jeff loves mike / swaymark

Teams - bruins / ducks / flyers / gritty / leafs / oilers / pens / sens / stars / yotes

[monsieurenjlolras]

Opening requests for copy editing and proofreading

Hey folks,

I was recently let go of by my job because of my disability (while technically protected by the ADA, workplaces in the US can still deny accommodations if they "interfere with essential job functions," and discipline or fire employees for not being able to preform the job without those accommodations. God Bless America).

To make money while I review legal options/work for a new job, I am going back to freelance proofreading and copy editing, and if anyone has stuff they're working on that they need help with, you would really help me out by hiring me! For tumblr jobs I'll be working on a sliding scale and am very open to discussing cost on a job-by-job basis. Send me an ask if you have a job for me, or send me a direct message.

If you're not familiar with what these jobs are, I check and edit people's writing to make sure it's error free and ready for publication/whatever it's for. Proofreading is about correcting spelling, grammatical, and other errors, whereas copy editing is more about content. So I can just help you make sure everything looks professional and correct if you want, or I can give you feedback on clarity, tone, etc, or both! I'm very happy to proof and edit fanfiction and other creative writing, as well as essays, websites, resumes and cover letters, writing for work, and anything else you want edited!

[luke-shywalker]

@dapper-rogue

😳 Local Woman Forgets Public Blog Is, In Fact, Public And That Her IRL Friends Think She Is Serene And Hinged

I have a couple of guesses as to which friend you are.

Thank you. For all of this. I will be returning to this message. Gurl I might even print it out. I don’t even know what to say in response. Thanks for bombing me with truth and beauty and the glory of the Lord. I will need to keep thinking about all of these things.

I’ve also struggled with social media use lol. In college I think it was good for me to step back (I stepped back because I was really obsessed with getting likes/reblogs; the same problem as now actually). But at this current time, I think that I would be missing out on where I’m supposed to be if I stopped using Tumblr, and so I have to try to stay even when I want to rage-quit. I have a lot of important friends here (yes, like the Tumblr nieces LOL) that I think I was placed here to bless, love, and encourage. Right now most of my Tumblr use does have to do with friendships rather than consuming content, but it’s not bad to spend time enjoying jokes and art. Though, if your conscience is telling you something, it’s probably good to listen. We can talk about it more…if I can confirm for certain who you are lol. Maybe we could even hold each other accountable, as Nick says I’m on my phone too much at home sometimes XD

Asks are sending in a message to be replied to by the blogger; submissions are submitting posts to be posted to the blogger’s blog. Back in ye olden days, asks couldn’t include media like photos (we also didn’t have DMs back then), so if someone wanted to send you an image they would have to do it via submission. People would also use the submission function to send each other gifts like drawings/stories/etc., but now people tend to just make a post and tag the user instead. Nowadays, submissions are more like for blogs with a specific theme that post crowdsourced curated content, though I honestly can’t recall seeing a submission anywhere since I returned to Tumblr last year lol. Submissions must not even be supported by modern Tumblr anymore because when I tried to edit you submitted post it was HTML-only lol

I believe there is a text limit on asks, whereas submissions have the same text limit as regular posts—so for your message it probably did need to be a submission, haha.

I love you, sister :) Thank you so much for caring about me and encouraging me. I am doing better than it may seem, even when I get Like That. I am a very dramatic individual, even moreso virtually than in real life. AND NOW I MUST FIGURE OUT WHO YOU ARE…

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EDIT: LIZ. LIIIZ. I DO NOT DESERVE YOU. LIZ. sobbing. I was writing this right before you came over lol. I kinda thought it was you. Now that I read it over it is 100% your voice LOL

Ugh I just...I cannot believe how greatly you have blessed me this past month. When I first met you I wouldn't have dreamed how much you could love me, and maybe not even three months ago. I just. AUGH. You have loved me so well in this season (the season of my artist crisis crashout). You read my novel and you asked me questions about it and you wrote a fanfic even tho you don't care about Star Wars and now I learn you read my blog (aka: my diary) and now you send me that message with so much that I needed to hear. You have been sent to me by God. Truly. We should hang out more.

You read my blog "pretty often..." 😭 Bruh. Still beshooketh that you somehow derive enjoyment from 500 Kylo Ren posts a day and me crying. You probably know me a lot better than most of my friends now lol... 😅

[usa2025store01]

Chicago Cubs Happy 4th of July Independence Day Jersey 2025

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A Celebration in Stitch and Spirit: Chicago Cubs Happy 4th of July Independence Day Jersey 2025

Introduction: America’s Game Meets America’s Birthday

Baseball and the Fourth of July—two cornerstones of American identity. They represent freedom, nostalgia, unity, and pride. In 2025, the Chicago Cubs have masterfully woven these sentiments into one electrifying piece of apparel: the Chicago Cubs Happy 4th of July Independence Day Jersey. This isn’t just a uniform—it’s a tribute to liberty, a canvas of culture, and a bold celebration of American heritage through the eyes of one of baseball’s most beloved franchises.

This limited-edition jersey not only captures the patriotic spirit of Independence Day but also sets a new standard in sportswear design—elevating baseball fashion into the realm of visual storytelling.

Design Brilliance: Stars, Stripes, and Symbolism

The most immediate and captivating element of this jersey is its color scheme and graphic execution. The base color is a pristine white, signifying peace and possibility, while deep navy piping outlines the jersey’s structure, adding clarity and definition to its shape. But what truly sets the design ablaze are the vibrant red and blue accents that cascade from the bottom hem—creating a visual explosion reminiscent of fireworks in the July night sky.

The front features the bold “CHICAGO” lettering across the chest, flanked by the iconic Cubs logo and the Nike swoosh. These symbols are not just logos; they are badges of history and excellence. Just beneath them, the imagery of the Statue of Liberty—emblazoned in shadowed grayscale—anchors the jersey with a timeless symbol of hope and freedom.

The back of the jersey is no less majestic. At its heart lies a circular emblem surrounded by crossed bats, reading: “GOD BLESS AMERICA - INDEPENDENCE DAY - 2025.” This centerpiece evokes the seal of a historic declaration, boldly reminding us that baseball is still, very much, a part of the American dream.

Details that Deliver: Craftsmanship Meets Meaning

Every inch of this jersey has been carefully curated. The sleeves proudly feature American flag patches, integrating patriotism without overstatement. It’s a nod to the players who step up to the plate and the fans who stand for the anthem—a shared moment of pride.

The stars along the lower torso subtly mirror the American flag, but also lend a futuristic rhythm to the design—suggesting both history and forward movement. It’s this kind of artistic layering that makes the jersey more than just festive; it’s timelessly expressive.

Comfort and Performance: Function Behind the Festivity

This jersey isn’t just for show. Crafted with Nike’s latest Dri-FIT technology, it provides breathability, lightweight structure, and sweat-wicking properties ideal for both the diamond and the street. The fabric’s stretchability allows for easy movement, while its smooth, modern texture ensures comfort through any summer celebration.

It’s equally suited for a backyard barbecue or a ballpark showdown. The blend of celebration and utility makes it an indispensable piece for both players and fans alike.

Cultural Impact: Fashion as American Expression

In today’s world, what you wear speaks volumes about what you stand for. The Chicago Cubs Happy 4th of July Jersey lets wearers channel their love of sport, country, and community in one unforgettable garment. More than a tribute, it’s a statement of belonging—a visual pledge to both team and nation.

As we enter a future that values both heritage and evolution, this jersey proves that patriotism can be fashionable, bold, and proudly inclusive. The Cubs have tapped into a powerful emotional thread: that celebrating the 4th of July isn’t just about fireworks and cookouts—it’s about unity, remembrance, and forward motion. And what better vessel for that than America’s favorite pastime?

From Wrigley to the World: A Global Symbol of Freedom

The 2025 Independence Day Jersey also serves as an ambassador of American culture on a global stage. Baseball may be born in the USA, but its reach is international—and this jersey invites the world to celebrate freedom alongside one of the sport’s most historic teams.

The Statue of Liberty image paired with the Cubs’ insignia sends a clear message: this is a team rooted in tradition and rising toward tomorrow. It’s an invitation to honor where we’ve come from and where we’re headed—united, empowered, and proud.

Conclusion: A Jersey for the Heart and History Books

The Chicago Cubs Happy 4th of July Independence Day Jersey 2025 is more than a limited-edition release—it’s an heirloom of modern Americana. Every line, patch, and color is chosen with purpose. It’s a bold salute to freedom, a tribute to baseball’s role in shaping national identity, and a reminder of why sports matter—because they unite us when we need it most.

For fans, collectors, and patriots alike, this jersey is not just an addition to the wardrobe—it’s an addition to the spirit.

[musicgoon]

Book Review: Broken but Beautiful

Where is God's glory in the local church? Broken but Beautiful brings brief reflections on the blessings of the local church.

Edited by Benjamin Vrbicek, this book is a project from Gospel-Centered Discipleship, with contributions by Timarie Friesen, Glenna Marshall, Tom Sugimura, Jeremy Writebol, and more. Their short stories are testimonies of God's goodness to His people through His people.

God Loves His Church

Benjamin Vrbicek begins the book by saying that while some have been disappointed and hurt, we can place our hope in the God who loves His church.

Glenna Marshall starts the book with an example of how the body of Christ functions like a family that loves each other in practical, tangible ways. Every person has a part to play in the body of Christ. Timarie Friesen likens the local church to a sandbox, saying that it is where we get to reflect and grow to resemble Jesus. The Holy Spirit uses the church for our sanctification.

Alive, Well, and Waiting

Tom Sugimura tells of a church closing—folding for another to take over—and the start of something new. He links the process of church revitalization to the resurrection of Christ, reminding us that death is not the end.

Jeremy Writebol closes the book by saying that the church is still needed today. Broken but Beautiful is proof that the local church is not at all lost. She is alive and well, waiting for the Lord's return.