#of course if you brought in like. a way to create a portal from outside the fleetway universe. that would be different

[fleetsonourgecentral]

so it first Scourge only stays in the dimension because he has no way out, but what about the Omniviewer or the Ring of Eternity? do they for some reason not have the ability to take him to his dimension? or are we just shoving them out of the picture for the sake of the story until we can think of a good reason for their absence?

hi can you tell how much I've got the Fleet!Sonourge bug

So the Omniviewer and Ring of Eternity, although they do have dimension-related powers, don't quite have the powers to send Scourge back to his own dimension (Sonic was distraught upon discovering this, because the Omniviewer was his first solution. Locals say he stormed off yelling "THEN WHAT EXACTLY IS THE POINT OF YOU???" when the Omniviewer said he couldn't help). Their powers, while impressive to someone from the fleetway dimension who didn't even know dimension travel was possible, are actually pretty standard and minor in the grand, cosmic, multi-dimension scheme of things, as both of them can really only use their powers on the fleetway dimension and nearby "connected" dimensions

The Omniviewer's power is mostly limited to Mobius and the Special Zone, the latter of which is still inside the fleetway dimension. There's the bonus of time travel, but that still only really impacts the fleetway universe. I don't remember if we ever see him use his powers for anything outside Mobius and the Special Zone, but if he can, it's limited. The Ring of Eternity has a bit more power, as it can connect to other dimensions, but only... local dimensions, I guess is the way to put it? The Cosmic Highway is big, there are a lot of alternate dimensions to hold, and not all dimensions are within the same distance as each other

Think of it as like a bubble, I guess? The Ring of Eternity can reach dimensions that are within the bubble, and most if not all of those dimensions have a direct connection to the fleetway dimension. The universe that has King Sonic, for example, is directly connected to the fleetway universe, because, well, it's a parallel for it. It's a relatively close dimension, from a multi-dimensional perspective, which means it's within the reach of the Ring of Eternity's powers

Moebius, however, is not part of these connected dimensions. Different bubble, or neighbourhood, or whichever metaphor you wish to use. It's not a dimension that's close to the fleetway universe, so even if the Ring of Eternity or the Omniviewer were aware of that universe to begin with, they couldn't send Scourge there, because they just don't have that kind of power. Probably for the best, otherwise there could have been some... unforeseen complications when the Omniviewer trapped Super

The fleetway universe, and similarly, it's connecting universes, are pretty well-contained. Travel between connected dimensions isn't very common as it is, unless you count Sonic's trips to the Special Zone, so getting outside of that little bubble is incredibly difficult. Portals that open directly onto the Cosmic Highway just don't spawn often, and it's incredibly difficult to find an alternate way out. Perhaps it's a cosmic evolution; a dimension that specifically spawned and adapted to keep things and people (like Super) contained

Either way, it's effective at keeping people in. Between that, and Scourge's dimension being not only completely unconnected to the fleetway universe, but also thousands of miles away on the Cosmic Highway, neither the Omniviewer nor the Ring of Eternity can help, so please stop yelling at us Sonic it's not our fault there's nothing we can do

[scarlet--wiccan]

In the Avengers Academy Infinity Comic #41, it's mentioned that the "twin fingers of the Demiurge" created the Brighthold. Due to its name, I think it can be assumed to be a counterpart of the Darkhold. Do you think that they'll ever show Billy and Tommy actually creating it?

To recap— Avengers Academy and the preceding Young Avengers storyline establish that Billy and Tommy are/will become the Demiurge together, and that their primary act as Demiurge will actually be to create the M’Kraan Crystal. As its newly-appointed guardian, Nate protects the Crystal and the timeline which leads to its creation-- as such, the story has gradually introduced new information about the Crystal itself, what makes it integral to reality, and how the twins are connected to all of this. In #41, Gabriel visits the past and meets his late human mother, a witch named Abigail Housman, who possesses a grimoire she calls the “Brighthold.” The book has an image of the Phoenix and the M’Kraan Crystal on the cover, and Abigail states that it was written by the “twin fingers of the Demiurge."

To answer your question-- no, I don't think that we'll ever actually see the twins becoming the Demiurge or creating either the M'Kraan Crystal or the Brighthold, at least not in this comic. That's just not the point of the story. It’s the same as Wanda and Pietro’s Nexus stuff in Scarlet Witch, or the original version of the Demiurge plot in Young Avengers— we’re told, quite clearly, that these things are meant to happen at some abstract point in the future. That future informs characters' actions in the present, and these developments provide opportunities for characters to level up their powers and face off against new threats, but that doesn't mean they're going to actually reach the end point any time soon. If they did, the story would be over!

Of course, there are ways to tell a more detailed story about the future without disrupting the present, but like I said, that's not the goal of this comic. Billy and Tommy aren't even featured characters-- we only see the younger, sort of... ghost versions of them. The present-day adult characters don't even have memories of these events. They've got a lot of catching up to do, and unfortunately it probably won't happen until Marvel announces Young Avengers Volume 3, or, I don't know, a Wiccan & Speed miniseries.

That said, I do have a bit of speculation to share. The timeline is a little confusing, but from what I can tell, the twins escaped from Mephisto and were brought to the Academy, and the M'Kraan then guides them to their encounter with America Chavez in Marvel's Voices #8. America tells them about the Utopian Parallel, which seems to inspire Billy to "make a world like that." The twins then leave through a portal, and that's the last we see of them-- eventually, we know the Crystal will guide them to their new lives with the Kaplans and Shepherds, but we don't know how long that takes, or if anything else happens before they get there.

In Avengers Academy #37, we do see a brief glimpse of Billy and Tommy silhouetted against the M'Kraan Crystal as Lunella describes its creation. Billy's wearing a cloak, but besides that, they still look like little kids. Part of me wonders if this moment of creations actually takes place after the twins left America, but before they were reincarnated. It almost makes more sense, in my mind, that they could reach outside of time and use the pure potential of their powers to create the Crystal while still in this nascent state. It makes for a neat cycle, too-- they grow up, become the Young Avengers and inspire Nate to change his destiny, and he sends the Crystal back in time so that it can create the Academy and guide the twins.

Just an idea!

[pinksunsetsandstarrynights]

Acting All Holy, When You Know I'm Full Of Holes

@adamsappleweek

Day 1 Prompt: Forbidden Fruit/Wings

Thank you adroitluska for looking this over and for encouraging me to write again.

Summary: In which Lucifer is depressed, newly single, and shares my terrible taste in men.

AO3 Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/56735317

Extermination Day had always been a source of misery for Lucifer ever since he signed the agreement with Heaven. Lilith had never forgiven him for sanctioning the yearly divine slaughter. Every year - like clockwork -  once the screams began, she would verbally torment him. Making the suppressed feelings of self-loathing and guilt bubble up within him until he felt like he could just burst. He would stay and listen to the vitriol that festered in her mind since the previous Extermination. He let her take her metaphorical pound of flesh every time. He allowed Sinners' blood to drench Pride in bright red, caused their tender-hearted daughter's muffled sobs, and made his Queen powerless to stop the madness. Lucifer brought this misery upon them all. He deserved this.

But one day, it seemed that Lilith was done trying to punish him, she was just gone.  Without a word to anyone, not even Charlie. Only a gold ring was left on his nightstand. 

She was gone and he was left adrift.

Charlie was grown, determined to find her own way far from him. Friends and colleagues had come calling, when the wound was fresh, but were sent away often enough that they stopped bothering at all. The staff was dismissed. Why put in the effort to make the palace presentable there was no one to entertain?

Lucifer locked himself inside his workshop, crafting rubber ducks to pass the hours by. Hundreds, thousands, millions of little yellow friends eventually filled the room. A poor distraction from the ache inside him.

Time moved quickly without his notice and too soon it was Extermination Day once again. The screams of the damned rose, echoing throughout the palace. Without Lilith and Charlie's presence, they seemed louder than they had ever been before. Memories of Lilith's past tirades surfaced. The sweet little ducks were not enough to drown them out. Despite her absence, Lilith's wrath still demanded to be felt. What made Lucifer believe he would be spared this year?

There was no peace that night and he knew this new day would continue to be a nightmare.

Lucifer forced himself to leave his sanctuary and step outside for the first time since Lilith's disappearance. A summons from Heaven could not be ignored. No matter how wretched he felt.

To spare himself a gruesome walk through Pentagram City, Lucifer created a portal leading to the lobby of Heaven's Embassy and stepped through. He wandered across the eerily silent room toward the front desk. He signed in and within seconds, one of the meeting room entrances opened. 

Lucifer took a deep breath and plastered a smile on his face. It would not do for the King of Hell to appear distraught in front of an angelic emissary. Especially when this would be the first post Extermination meeting without the Queen by his side.

As in previous years, when Lucifer entered the meeting chamber, he was met with the sight of the commander of the Exorcist Angels, the first man Adam casually eating snacks. His loyal lieutenant stood guard attentively as he did so. A scowl was etched upon the mask on the woman’s face, not that Lucifer had ever seen her with any other expression since she started accompanying Adam to these meetings. His eyes only lingered on her for a few seconds before refocusing on her Commander. The First Man leaned back into his chair, and with a mouth full of popcorn commented, “So, no Queen Bitch today?”

Lucifer’s grip on his cane tightened. Of course Adam would notice Lilith’s absence; the man wasn’t the brightest, but he wasn’t a complete idiot either. “No,” he replied as evenly as he could. “No, she couldn’t make it.”

“So… she’s in the middle of shark week,” Adam inferred before taking an obnoxiously loud sip of his drink. “Can’t say I’ll miss the cunt.” His lieutenant nodded solemnly in agreement. As expected from the mindless little follower. 

Lucifer frowned at the disrespect, but said nothing. He knew taking the bait would just spur Adam to throw more insults on Lilith’s name and he wasn’t in the right headspace to deal with that. No matter how conflicted the thought of Lilith made him.

Adam shrugged at the lack of response and gestured at the seat on the opposite end. “Well, hurry up and move your ass! We don’t have all fucking day, you know!”

Lucifer allowed himself to roll his eyes at that. The angels had nothing but time the first twenty-four hours after Extermination and they all knew it. Still, he took his proper seat and mentally prepared himself for a long meeting. He already missed Lilith’s subtle attempts to distract him from Adam’s tales of his weekend escapades, how she would hold his hand under the table, or how she would tease him by caressing his upper thigh, oh so close to his groin. Her way of making it up to him.

POP!

Lucifer flinched at the sound that forcibly ripped him away from pleasant memories and glared at the origin. If only looks could kill… Well, they could, if Adam wasn’t a holographic projection.

The angel wore a smug grin at Lucifer’s displeasure and blew another neon pink bubble with his gum. It grew larger and larger until- 

POP!

Lucifer couldn’t stop himself from flinching again, despite knowing what was coming. His claws dug into his palms as Adam laughed. Fortunately, the laughter quickly ended and the bastard started bragging about how well his last concert went. He quietly sighed and rested his cheek on his hand. He watched Adam closely, to give some semblance that he wasn’t just ignoring everything he was saying, though he absolutely was. 

He will say this about Adam, the man was certainly animated when telling a story. The angel would use broad hand gestures and imitate the cadences and speech patterns of the people mentioned. It reminded him a bit of the old days in Eden, back when he used to happily indulge Adam when he told stories about the newest animal he found and named that day. Though a key difference - not counting the unkind undertone in his storytelling - would be the addition of Adam’s golden wings. 

Those wings were usually tucked in against Adam’s sides like a bird instead of against his back like other winged bipeds. Honestly, they gave Lucifer the impression that they belonged to a round and cute fancy pigeon rather than Adam of all angels. Right now those wings were fluttering, matching Adam’s enthusiasm as he spoke about… seeing a woman named Janis perform? It didn’t matter. Those feathers glinted like treasure as they moved, fluffing up before settling down again.

Lucifer wondered if they were as soft as they looked. 

THUD!

Lucifer flinched, but this time he did not glare at Adam. Instead, his irritation was directed at the lieutenant with an iron grip on her spear, who glared right back at him.

"...So that should about cover everything. Any questions? No? Awesome. See you next year, asshole!"

It was over already?

"Come on, Dangertits!"

Wait-!

There was a flash of light and both angels were gone.

Lucifer, once more, was left adrift.

The following year passed painstakingly slow. Dust gathered all over the unused rooms of the palace. His concentration was left undisturbed from the outside world. Piles of rubber ducks gradually filled up his workshop. The monotony was only broken up when he came up with errands to use as an excuse to call Charlie. He could tell she was slowly becoming impatient with his nonsense. So he tried to limit his calls further.

Then finally, Extermination Day came again. Lucifer didn't bother to craft any ducks. He quietly endured the screams and the memories of Lilith's disappointment with him. Soon, it'll be over.

And it was.

Hell was silent as a corpse until he spotted Charlie's signal in the sky. Then slowly, the Pride Ring came back to life once more.

But not for Lucifer, at least not quite yet. As soon as he received the summons, he portalled himself inside the embassy. Right next to the front desk. Usually, he appeared near the entrance of the building in a futile attempt to delay the inevitable. He didn't feel that desire this year.

He refused to think of the reason why that would be.

After checking in, he briskly entered the meeting room. Same as last year, Adam was eating and his lieutenant stood near him, only this time her hand was tightly gripping the hilt of a sheathed sword. Cute. She was trying to be intimidating this year.

Lucifer took his seat without prompting and, unfortunately, Adam felt the need to comment, "I see Queenie is a no-show again." He scoffed, "Just like her to bail when things refuse to go her way."

Lucifer took a breath and counted to ten. "Adam, can we please get started on this meeting?"

Adam frowned, "Lute, give him the girls' stats." Lute - so that was her name - stepped forward and began her report. It was dryer than usual without her commander's commentary. Instead, Adam was hunched over his meal and taking angry bites out of his burger.  So, he was ignoring them to pout?

Good.

 Let Adam fume over the fact that he couldn't use Lilith to needle him. Lucifer allowed himself to grin at those ruffled gold feathers. He glanced over to Lute and found her glaring at him.

"Oh, why did you stop? That couldn't have been the end of your report," he questioned with faux innocence. The Exorcist growled back, just barely holding back her acerbic tongue.

"Lute, just finish the fucking report!" Adam snapped. "We have better shit to do than hang around this loser!"

Fuck you too, Adam.

Lute straightened up. "Yes, sir." And like the obedient soldier she was, Lute quickly summarized the resr of the report. Too quickly, for Lucifer's tastes.

"Fucking finally! Let's go!"

Lucifer didn't get a chance to get a word in edgewise before the angels vanished. The meeting room was suddenly colder with their absence. He sighed and teleported himself back to his workshop.

The next three post-Extermination meetings would go similarly. It was routine by now, but Lucifer was comfortable with it. Adam would try his best to provoke Lucifer by taking increasingly harsher jabs at Lilith, which never worked. Though unlike with the second meeting, Adam would move on to the next topic and Lucifer, in turn, would start to tune him out. He wouldn't completely ignore Adam, he would pay close attention to how the angel moved, to the subtle ways those wings gave away his mood. Then the lieutenant, Flute or something another like that, would distract Lucifer on purpose. Overprotective little zealot, wasn't she? Usually by the time those interruptions occurred, the meetings were already coming to an end. Then they would leave with nary a thought for him and Lucifer would be left alone, again. 

This latest meeting was following routine, with Lucifer watching Adam as he praised a bakery he and Lute recently found that was run by a Winner with bug-like features. It was nice seeing the Exorcist Commander be enthusiastic over something other than the slaughter of Sinners. Be it food, music, or even his fleeting nightly visitors; it was good to see Adam be human. Lucifer had missed that, having spent years viewing the first man as nothing more than a genocidal militant. He smiled as he listened to Adam describe the different ways the bakery owner - Milly? - decorated her cakes. They sounded fantastical, especially to have been made by hand as Adam claimed. He could see the bakery clearly in his mind, Adam introducing him to Milly and telling him about the best treats on the menu as he led him around like how he used to in Eden whenever he wanted to share his favorite spots with Lucifer. He wanted that. He missed the warmth of Adam’s hand in his. 

Lucifer froze and his cane slipped from his grasp, clattering loudly onto the marble floor. 

“Lucifer?” Adam stopped his story to ask, “The fuck is up with you?” Even Lute seemed taken aback by the sound. Ha! Served her right. 

“I- uh… I have to go,” Lucifer stammered.

“Hold on, we’re not-!”  He didn’t hear the rest as he was engulfed by his red magic, letting it take him far from the embassy. The King of Hell appeared in his workshop, breathing heavily. He knew he would be hearing from the Angelic Council soon for his abrupt departure, but he couldn’t bring himself to care. Not when he just realized that he was catching feelings, for Adam of all people in the entire universe!

Lucifer tugged at his hair and groaned. What was wrong with him?! Hadn’t he learned from his failed marriage to Lilith and brief moments with Eve? Hell, even from his friendship with Adam back in Eden! Feelings toward the first humans had a tenacity to hurt him in the end. 

He couldn’t deal with this. Not now. 

Lucifer threw himself into crafting more ducks and emptied his mind of the ordeal. He was left undisturbed for a year. Not even Heaven summoned him to be reprimanded. He didn’t think much of it, too busy adding the finishing touches to a little duck with long black horns. 

Extermination Day was upon him again sooner than he’d like. The seventh one since Lilith left, since he started attending these meetings alone, and since he started paying attention to Adam. At least a little bit, at first. But that had been enough, and ever since Lucifer had subconsciously let Adam get under his skin. It was pathetic. He knew Adam didn’t care for him, the man could barely tolerate being in the same room as Lucifer every year. 

He couldn’t meet with Adam and Lute this year. 

Lucifer wasn’t ready. 

He glanced at his phone and picked it up. 

---

Staring at the drastically lower number on the embassy’s clocktower told Lucifer everything he needed to know about how Charlie’s meeting went. He should have never sent her. He should have just sucked it up and gone to the meeting. He could have made up an excuse for his actions last year, dealt with a bit of mocking from Adam, and moved on from there. 

But no, now Hell was on the brink of diplomatic disaster with Heaven. All because Lucifer panicked over a tiny crush. How pitiful. 

A notification from his phone pulled Lucifer from his lament. He gave it a quick look and his eyes widened. It was a summons to the embassy. 

Shit.

Lucifer instantaneously teleported himself to the embassy, he didn’t even bother to grab his hat or coat before leaving. The front desk was empty as usual, but there was no check in list. Instead, the doors leading to the meeting room were wide open. He entered after a moment’s hesitation. 

Seated at the end of the table was Adam, with Lute being noticeably absent. The Exorcist Commander looked furious. “Sit your ass down, Lucifer.”

Perturbed, though he didn’t show it, Lucifer took his usual seat. “Adam-”

“What the actual fuck were you thinking?!” Adam interrupted him. “What made you think sending the Princess was a fucking great idea?” He threw several papers down Lucifer’s way. 

Lucifer reached out and picked them up. They were drawings done in crayon, of angels and demons holding hands in front of a building. The Hazbin Hotel. Oh Charlie… He really did throw his poor girl to the wolves by sending her here.

“Adam, I didn’t know she was going to do this,” Lucifer spoke with an even tone. “She was only supposed to get your report of this year’s Extermination, same as we do every year.”

“Well you picked a pretty fucking shitty year to let Little Miss Sunshine and Rainbows practice her diplomacy,” Adam snapped back. “I needed to speak to you, Lucifer.”

Lucifer straightened up, Adam was rarely serious. “I take it this has to do with the next Extermination coming in six months.” 

Adam nodded. “One of my girls went missing. Lute and I found her body after the meeting. Her head was gone.” 

That… that was not good. Relations had always been tense between Heaven and Hell, but this, this could lead to war. Two Exterminations a year was barely more than a slap on the wrist in comparison. “What do you need me to do?”

The angel stood up and approached him. “This upcoming Extermination is still happening, but I need to know who the fuck killed Reed and how.”

Fair enough. They both understood this couldn’t be allowed to happen again. “I’ll personally look into this, and… and I’ll find Reed's head for you.” Adam didn’t verbally respond, but his shoulders did relax a bit. 

“And one more thing, don’t send your kid to any of our future meetings,” Adam tiredly requested. “I just got used to seeing your dumbass face every year.”

Lucifer took a sharp breath. “Ad-”

A white glowing portal opened behind the Exorcist. With grin and a wink, Adam called out as he left, “I'll see you in six months.”

Then Adam was gone, there was potential war on the horizon, and not to mention Lucifer needed to talk to Charlie...

A glint caught his eye. A golden feather. He kneeled down to pick it up. He smiled, it was softer than he ever imagined. 

Lucifer had a lot of work to do, but for the first time since Lilith left, he believed could handle it on his own. 

[orpheusdrinkinga40inadeathbasket]

The most annoying thing Walnut does, even worse than barking at the mailman, is the ritual of his “evening drink.” Every night, when I am settled in bed, when I am on the brink of sleep, Walnut will suddenly get very thirsty. If I go to bed at 10:30, Walnut will get thirsty at 11. If I go to bed at midnight, he’ll wake me up at 1. I’ve found that the only way I cannot be mad about this is to treat this ritual as its own special kind of voyage — to try to experience it as if for the first time. If I am open to it, my upstairs hallway contains an astonishing amount of life.

The evening drink goes something like this: First, Walnut will stand on the edge of the bed, in a muscular, stout little stance, and he will wave his big ridiculous fan tail in my face, creating enough of a breeze that I can’t ignore it. I will roll over and try to go back to sleep, but he won’t let me: He’ll stamp his hairy front paws and wag harder, then add expressive noises from his snout — half-whine, half-breath, hardly audible except to me. And so I give up. I sit up and pivot and plant my feet on the floor — I am hardly even awake yet — and I make a little basket of my arms, like a running back preparing to take a handoff, and Walnut pops his body right into that pocket, entrusting the long length of his vulnerable spine (a hazard of the dachshund breed) to the stretch of my right arm, and then he hangs his furry front legs over my left. From this point on we function as a unit, a fusion of man and dog. As I lift my weight from the bed Walnut does a little hop, just to help me with gravity, and we set off down the narrow hall. We are Odysseus on the wine-dark sea. (Walnut is Odysseus; I am the ship.)

All of evolution, all of the births and deaths since caveman times, since wolf times, that produced my ancestors and his — all the firelight and sneak attacks and tenderly offered scraps of meat, the cages and houses, the secret stretchy coils of German DNA — it has all come, finally, to this: a fully grown exhausted human man, a tiny panting goofy harmless dog, walking down the hall together. Even in the dark, Walnut will tilt his snout up at me, throw me a deep happy look from his big black eyes — I can feel this happening even when I can’t see it — and he will snuffle the air until I say nice words to him (OK you fuzzy stinker, let’s go get your evening drink), and then, always, I will lower my face and he will lick my nose, and his breath is so bad, his fetid snout-wind, it smells like a scoop of the primordial soup. It is not good in any way. And yet I love it.

Walnut and I move down the hall together, step by bipedal step, one two three four, tired man and thirsty friend, and together we pass the wildlife of the hallway — a moth, a spider on the ceiling, both of which my children will yell at me later to move outside, and of course each of these creatures could be its own voyage, its own portal to millions of years of history, but we can’t stop to study them now; we are passing my son’s room. We can hear him murmuring words to his friends in a voice that sounds disturbingly like my own voice, deep sound waves rumbling over deep mammalian cords — and now we are passing my daughter’s room, my sweet nearly grown-up girl, who was so tiny when we brought Walnut home, as a golden puppy, but now she is moving off to college. In her room she has a hamster she calls Acorn, another consciousness, another portal to millions of years, to ancient ancestors in China, nighttime scampering over deserts.

But we move on. Behind us, in the hallway, comes a sudden galumphing. It is yet another animal: our other dog, Pistachio, he is getting up to see what’s happening; he was sleeping, too, but now he is following us. Pistachio is the opposite of Walnut, a huge mutt we adopted from a shelter, a gangly scraggly garbage muppet, his body welded together out of old mops and sandpaper, with legs like stilts and an enormous block head and a tail so long that when he whips it in joy, constantly, he beats himself in the face. Pistachio unfolds himself from his sleepy curl, stands, trots, huffs and stares after us with big human eyes. Walnut ignores him, because with every step he is sniffing the dark air ahead of us, like a car probing a night road with headlights, and he knows we are approaching his water dish now, he knows I am about to bend my body in half to set his four paws simultaneously down on the floor, he knows that he will slap the cool water with his tongue for 15 seconds before I pick him up again and we journey back down the hall. And I find myself wondering, although of course it doesn’t matter, if Walnut was even thirsty, or if we are just playing out a mutual script. Or maybe, and who could blame him, he just felt like taking a trip.

Sam Anderson, "Lessons from a Lifetime of Animal Voyages"

[voraciousvore]

The Giant (10/16)

***Contains soft vore and sex! 18+!***

------Chapter 10------

Over the next couple of days, I worked hard towards my goal of finding a way home. Chester had bought me a small chunk of lapis lazuli, a beautiful blue stone with veins of white and gold, from a gem shop. He smashed it with a hammer to create pieces small enough for me to work with. I tied a thread, which proportional to me was more like a thick cord, around a shard of stone to make a magical object in the form of a necklace I could keep on my person.

When I told Chester about the requirement for blood magic, he seemed a little disturbed but willingly obliged by donating to me some of his blood. The blood was thick and unpleasantly metallic in taste, but I forced myself to drink it anyways. I chugged some water afterwards to get the nasty taste out of my mouth. I had researched some of the spells for blood magic and had found them to be highly desirable. Blood magic could be used for healing, food creation, and shifting sizes, albeit temporarily. Lightning magic, the other category I was aiming for, could be used to change the weather, shock or stun enemies, or manifest portals to other realms.

Unfortunately, I had no way of knowing if I had the innate ability to be a wizard, or if I was naturally compatible with either type of magic. For all I knew, I may be wasting my time if I were completely lacking in talent. Nevertheless, I pressed forward, attempting all the tricks and techniques I read about in my books. I practiced chants and meditation relentlessly. I tried to cast spells, to no avail. Despite all my efforts, I didn't seem to be making any progress. There was one last technique I could try, but it wouldn't be easy. The books claimed magical power could be unlocked "under extreme duress or in a life-threatening situation." Of course, I didn't want to put myself in such a frightening situation, and I wasn't even sure how I would do it in a way that didn't actually kill me.

I brought the issue up to Chester after dinner one day, and he ruminated on it for a minute before seeming to get an idea. He went to the fridge, grabbed a beer, popped the cap off, and took it back to the dining room table. He tore the label off and threw it in the trash. I observed his actions with confusion plainly written on my face. He looked back at me with an inscrutable expression. Then, to my shock, he snatched me off the table with a brisk swipe of his hand and dropped me into the bottle. I fell into the beer with a splash. I resurfaced, sputtering, and swam to the edge of the bottle, putting my hands on the glass. I was trapped inside; I had no way of climbing out. I could just make out Chester's massive form through the opaque brown glass.

"Chester!" I yelled with irritation, my voice echoing in the bottle. "Why did you do that?"

"Isn't it obvious? I'm going to drink you up," he replied with a mischievous grin. He picked up the bottle and swirled it in his hand. A mini whirlpool formed in the beer, spinning me around.

"Chester, this is silly. It won't work because I'm not afraid of you." A tremor in my voice betrayed my true feelings. I had to admit, I was nervous. Was Chester actually planning to swallow me? He knew how much that scared me. But that was the whole point, wasn't it? My heart started to pound. He couldn't possibly do that to me, not for real. Could he?

The bottle tilted back, and I realized Chester was taking a drink. I swam with all my strength in the opposite direction. I was swept up through the neck of the bottle, almost to his lips. I barely avoided getting sucked into his mouth. Clearly, he had taken the smallest of sips just to mess with me. I was still shaken nonetheless.

"Chester, I changed my mind. I don't want to do this anymore. Please let me out."

Before Chester could reply, a thunderous knock at the front door startled both of us.

"Chester, are you home?" a bass voice boomed from outside. I looked over at Chester in terror. He was himself in shock; even through the brown glass I could see his face had paled. The front door opened, and a colossal giant walked in, shaking the table with his footsteps. I couldn't see very many details through the glass, only that the giant was, of course, enormous. His vast silhouette moved up to the table, looming over the bottle.

"Hey there ol' Chestnut, haven't seen you in forever! Hiding in the woods as always eh?"

"B-brother!" Chester managed to squeak out.

"I see you've already started cracking beers without me!" Chester's brother bellowed with a hearty laugh. I was engulfed in shadow as his huge, meaty hand closed around the beer bottle. As the bottle was raised high in the air, I comprehended with horror the giant was going to take a big gulp of beer, and undoubtedly imbibe me in the process.

"Wait Jasper! Don't drink that!" Chester yelled frantically. The bottle paused inches from his brother's lips.

"Why?" Chester's brother--apparently named Jasper--asked. He sniffed the bottle suspiciously. "Wow, that beer smells amazing! Almost like there's a little human in there!" He belted out another jovial laugh. His loud voice reverberated all around me in the bottle.

"Well..." Chester raced to come up with a quick lie. "They came out with a new flavor of beer that's supposed to taste like humans. But you shouldn't drink it, it's disgusting. Total garbage."

"Huh." Jasper thought about it for a moment, playing with the bottle that was dwarfed by his giant hand. I was frozen in fear, feeling very small as I bobbed about in the liquid. "I'm willing to give it a shot." Before Chester could respond, the giant kicked the bottle back and chugged the beer. I splayed out my arms and legs as I passed through the neck of the bottle, and managed to grip the sides enough to stop myself from sliding. I looked back to see the cavernous hole of the giant's maw covering the only way out, beer sloshing down into the abyss of his gullet. The glass was slippery, and the force of the beer was pushing me back slowly. I wanted to scream. All at once, I lost my grip and was swept into the giant's mouth.

I fought against the current with all my might but was unable to grab anything to stop my inevitable descent. I was only inside his mouth for a moment before plunging down into his gullet. Lubricated with a flood of beer, I dropped with frightening rapidity down his throat. I doubt he even realized he had swallowed an actual person with his drink. Even though I knew any struggle was pointless, I still flailed with every ounce of strength I had. After the long journey down, I was squeezed into his stomach.

The giant man must have eaten a sizable meal before coming over to Chester's, because there were half-digested chunks of unidentifiable food floating around in the burning concoction of his stomach acid. I hoped the extra food and beer would dilute the acidity of his gut and buy me some time. The stomach was churning and gurgling more than the previous times I had been eaten, perhaps because the organ was fuller and actively working to digest. I had to work fast. I urgently focused all my energy on summoning a bolt of lightning.

"Ahh! That was great!" Jasper's voice boomed through his belly. I tried to ignore him. I could hear Chester's voice shouting angrily outside, muffled by the thick barrier of flesh surrounding me.

"Slow down brother, why are you so angry?" I closed my eyes and held the lapis lazuli tight in my sweaty fist. Chester continued to rant indistinctly. "What? A real human?" I started to feel a tingling in my body. I wasn't sure if the sensation was magical or just acid starting to eat away at my skin. "Well, what's wrong with that? You put her in the bottle in the first place!"

Suddenly, I heard a popping and crackling, like static electricity. I opened my eyes to see sparks of lightning dancing across my fingers. I had done it! Without hesitation, I slapped my palm into the stomach lining and expelled all the lightning I could. The result was not very impressive, but enough to deliver a jolt to the digestive organ. Jasper let out a resounding groan.

"Oh... my stomach..." he moaned loudly. His innards crumpled up and I knew what was coming next. Just like before, I rode the wave of vomit that forced me up through his esophagus. Soon enough I could see a light up above, past the tonsils and the uvula and back into his mouth. I slid down the giant's tongue and collapsed onto the dining room table with a splat. In a flash, familiar hands enclosed me protectively. Chester rushed me over to the sink and rinsed me off in cold water. Both Jasper and I were coughing.

Ignoring his brother, Chester ran with me in his hands to the bathroom and washed me with soap, then dried me with a towel. He obtained some clean clothes for me and I gratefully put them on. Once I was all cleaned up, and the shock and horror of what had transpired wore off, I was elated.

"Chester! It worked! I was able to use lightning magic!" I grinned up at him. Chester rubbed his temples with his hands, clearly exasperated.

"Jackie, you know I had no intention of actually eating you, right? I was just trying to scare you! I didn't know my stupid brother was going to show up!" He rested his hands on the counter, leaning over me.

I patted his knuckle, feeling his soft skin under my hand. "It's okay. No harm done. And your brother didn't even know I was in there. I don't blame him."

"Just wait here, I'll show him out the door," Chester growled.

"No, it's alright. He can stay," I asserted.

Chester raised an eyebrow in disbelief. "Seriously? Even after all that?"

"Yes," I insisted. "I figure I have to meet your family at some point, if I'm going to stay here in the Land of Giants with you."

Chester stopped, recognizing the heavy significance of my words. "That's true," he conceded softly. "Alright. Are you sure this is what you want?"

"Yeah," I affirmed, although not as confidently as before. The thought of confronting the giant who had just ingested me, even though the act was accidental, was admittedly distressing. However, I knew I had to be strong. I had Chester with me if anything went wrong, and hopefully I could still conjure up more magic. I doubted Jasper would try to eat me after I had shocked him from inside his belly. I hopped into Chester's open hand and sat down. "I'm ready."

Chester slowly walked with me back into the kitchen. Jasper was still there, looking a bit rattled as he guzzled a second beer from the fridge. Now that I wasn't looking at him through a wall of brown glass, I could definitely see the family resemblance between Chester and his brother. Jasper had similar facial features, the same color hair, and green eyes, although his were a shade darker than Chester's. He was marginally shorter and portlier, with his gut protruding over his waistband. His ruddy cheeks flushed red in embarrassment when he saw me.

"S-sorry about that," he mumbled, rubbing the back of his neck with his arm. "I didn't know you were in that bottle." He glanced over at me. Despite the awkwardness of the encounter, I could tell he was curious.

"It's alright," I responded weakly. I was trying to project my voice so he could hear me, but my apprehension was getting in the way. "I know it wasn't your fault. I forgive you." Jasper seemed relieved at my statement.

After an uncomfortable pause, Chester spoke up to ease the tension. "Jasper, I'd like you to meet my girlfriend. This is Jaclyn." Now it was my turn to blush. Girlfriend? I gazed up at Chester, who was beaming down at me lovingly. I beamed back. I liked the sound of it.

"Girlfriend?" Jasper repeated, baffled at this new development. He cocked an eyebrow.

Even though I was nervous to leave the safety of Chester's hands, I figured I would have to learn to get along with Chester's family sooner rather than later. Forcing down my anxiety, I cleared my throat. "Chester, you can let Jasper hold me if he wants. So he can see me better." I prayed internally that I wouldn't regret this rash act of boldness.

Chester seemed reluctant to relinquish me, but in accordance with my wishes, he held out the hand I was sitting in to his brother. Jasper hesitated, but his curiosity got the better of him. I knew he couldn't see me in detail since I was so tiny compared to the two massive giants. He offered up his gigantic hand, and I carefully stepped into it and crouched down on my knees so I wouldn't lose my balance. With the upmost care, he raised his hand up to eye level so he could get a closer look at me. Although I was tempted to look away, I forced myself to return eye contact, finding myself lost in the forest green of his giant irises.

"You're pretty," Jasper complimented quietly, trying to keep his voice low so as not to scare me. "And very brave. I don't think I've ever met a human who wasn't absolutely terrified of a huge giant like me."

I smiled shyly and finally broke eye contact, looking down into the plush surface of his hand. Much like Chester, he handled me delicately, as if I were fragile. "Thank you," I answered meekly.

Jasper looked over at his brother. "I can see why you like her." He carefully handed me back over to Chester, who embraced me warmly with his hands.

"What brings you out to my neck of the woods, Jasper?" Chester inquired.

Jasper slapped his forehead with his hand. "Oh, I completely forgot with all the excitement! There's a game on tonight. I thought you might want to watch it with me." He glanced at the clock. "It probably started already." He raced over to the living room, turned on the TV, and made himself at home on the couch.

"We'll be over there in a minute," Chester told him. He brought me in close. "You did so well! I'm proud of you," he whispered to me. He kissed me softly with his giant lips. I kissed him back, melting like butter in the palm of his hand.

"Thanks Chester," I whispered back. "I like being your girlfriend. And I love you."

"I love you too."

Chester strolled over to the living room and sat down next to his brother. He set me in his lap, cradling me in his warm hands. The game that Jasper was so enthusiastic about was just like football, but the teams were different, and the rules were altered somewhat. The game appeared to be more violent too. I watched with interest. The two giant brothers enjoyed the game as well, with Jasper getting especially rowdy during some of the big plays. I figured giants must be more physically durable than humans, because some of the injuries looked like they would incapacitate any human but the giant players got up like they were no big deal.

By the time the game was over Jasper had demolished at least five beers, and Chester had downed a few as well. As for me, I declined to drink. After swimming in beer and gastric juices, I was in no mood.

"Jasper, you can crash on the couch if you'd like. Jaclyn and I are going to bed," Chester informed him. Jasper, in a drunken stupor, sprawled his gigantic body out on the couch and was snoring within seconds. I couldn't resist giggling at him. Chester laughed too. He took me to the bedroom and passed out on the bed pretty quickly himself. I snuggled up on his mountainous chest. I felt lucky to have him as my boyfriend.

The next morning, I woke up before Chester did because I was cold. He was still fast asleep. I thought about what a girlfriend should do in such a circumstance. Smirking to myself, I crawled down his bare belly and slunk under the waistband of his underwear. Now I was nice and warm next to his package. I started to fondle his giant testicles, rubbed his head, and played with his shaft. His flesh came to life underneath my hands, pulsing and growing as blood rushed in. He was definitely awake now. I gripped his penis with my arms and legs and pumped up and down on it vigorously. As I grinded on his huge member with my body, I got aroused as well. Riding a ridiculously big, throbbing cock was extremely hot. Especially when he started to moan with pleasure. Oh, God! At the height of intensity, his penis stiffened and his balls twitched as they dumped their load. I collapsed on his shaft, exhausted but exhilarated. He reached into his underwear and pulled me out.

"Holy cow," the giant marveled. "You never cease to amaze me, Jackie."

"You're incredible yourself!" I gushed. "I could never have an experience like that with a human man! Damn, that was sexy as hell!" We gazed at each other adoringly and shared the moment by cuddling, with me against his cheek in his hands. After a few minutes, Chester's sensitive nose twitched and his belly grumbled. The smell of sizzling bacon was wafting in from the kitchen. We got up and threw on some clothes, including a new pair of underwear for Chester. Once we were decent, we joined Jasper in the kitchen, who was cooking a breakfast feast.

"You two lovebirds hungry?" Jasper asked with a teasing wink. "She eats the same food as us, right? I just wanted to make sure. Never had to feed a human before. Usually they feed me." He laughed heartily. Chester was not too keen on his humor, drawing me in closer to his torso possessively, but affirmed with a nod.

Breakfast was about ready, so Chester set me down on the dining table and served up the food on two giant platters. As he always did, he made sure to cut up miniature portions for me and placed them on the edge of his plate. He also poured me some orange juice in a bottle cap. Jasper ate as enthusiastically as his brother, shoveling bacon and sausage and eggs into his cavernous maw as if he hadn't eaten in days. Come to think of it, I had made him throw up his dinner last night, to be replaced only by beer, so he probably was pretty hungry. The reminder of being inside his stomach curbed my appetite significantly, and I found I had difficulty eating more than a few bites. I inched closer to Chester's arm, which was resting on the table next to me.

"Hey Chester," Jasper piped up in between large bites, "I was curious, how do you control your cravings around her? I doubt I'd be able to keep a human alive in my house for more than a couple days at the most before eating it." He glanced down at me out of the corner of his eye as he waved his fork in his hand absently. I swear I saw a glint of that same predatory hunger in his eyes that occasionally surfaced in Chester's. I gulped nervously and gripped Chester's arm with my hand.

Chester blanched. "We've found ways of handling it," he muttered.

"And what about Mom and Dad? I'm guessing you haven't told them you're dating a human?" Jasper continued to prod.

Chester groaned, rubbing his face with his hands. "I didn't think about that." I looked up at him questioningly. The thought of having to meet more giants filled me with anxiety, but his reaction concerned me even more.

Seeing my confusion, Jasper explained, "Our parents are part of the older generation who were alive when giants still lived in the human realm. They lived during the war between humans and giants and the expulsion of giants from the human world. Needless to say, they don't look upon humans too favorably." He gave me a sad smile. "Chester and I, on the other hand, were born here in the Land of Giants, so we don't hold the same prejudice, since we hardly see humans here at all. Most of the time, with those of us of the younger generation, if we find a human we just eat it since we know humans taste so good."

Chester elbowed him sharply. "I don't. I'm not a monster!"

Jasper shrugged. "I know you've done it before."

Chester's countenance darkened with a mixture of regret and shame. "Not anymore. That's not who I want to be. I'm not cruel." I rubbed his arm with my hand to comfort him and he smiled down at me, returning my gesture with his finger. Jasper observed us with a bemused smirk but mercifully held his tongue. I could tell he was just teasing his brother, and didn't mean any harm.

Addressing me this time, Jasper remarked, "Chester seems happier with you around than he was before." I smiled at him timidly but felt too shy to speak. He seemed to understand and didn't press me for a response. Soon enough, he became distracted by his breakfast and demolished it with a few titanic bites. He looked at the clock and stood up.

"Well, I'm off. It was nice meeting you, lovely little lady." He patted my side with his finger. Chester stiffened slightly but didn't say anything. Jasper slapped his shoulder jovially. "See you later, brother."

"Later," Chester replied. Jasper walked out, carelessly slamming the front door behind him. Chester sighed and scooped me up in his giant hands. "You doing alright? I hope my obnoxious brother didn't scare you."

"I'm fine. I like your brother." I gazed up at Chester's handsome face, glad to have him all to myself now. "So, what's on the agenda for today?"

"I should catch up on my writing, I suppose," Chester said. "Are you going to practice some magic, now that you're able to cast a lightning spell?"

"Of course!"

Chapter 11

Chapter 1

[ocmakerofcanada]

The Rewritten Story of Alejandra the Chimera Axolotl ( part 1 )

I’ve rewritten her backstory a little bit, and I have been adding some new things that I would love to show you the first three chapters. I don’t know how many parts I’m going to make of this, but I hope you will all like this tho.

~Chapter 1~

Within Lake Xochimilco in southern Mexico City, There was a secret Aztec water temple hidden in Xochimilco's own little jungle where the skeleton of a great Aztec warrior ( or yaotlakatl as they were called back then ) named Mahuizoh sat there upon a stone throne with his all powerful Macuahuitl in hand. Not only was this temple his home, but it was also the home of Axolotls who lived within the deep waters of the temple. One of these Axolotls was a baby Chimera who would visit the skeleton every day. Looking up to him like he was part of her family. One day, the baby Chimera was just relaxing with Mahuizoh when there was suddenly a light coming from the water before a mystical whirlpool had been created from it. Flushing away the baby Chimera and her family of Axolotls.

That glowing light was actually a portal leading to The Hidden City, and the baby Chimera would be separated from her family before being brought to the lab of Baron Draxum. Where he was planning on turning animals into war machines against mankind along with the DNA of Lou Jitsu ( aka Splinter/Hamato Yoshi ). This plan ( of course ) does not end well, and Lou Jitsu saves all of the animals, as well as 4 mutated baby turtles after battling Draxum and gets mutated into a Rat man. As for the baby Chimera, she was very frightened as many animals ran past her. She tried to hide, but couldn't when the building was about to crumble and be completely destroyed, and she would even get herself mutated as well. Thankfully she managed to escape the lab, but finded herself lost within The Hidden City as a small child now with no home or family...

~Chapter 2~

Within the past 13 years, the baby Chimera Axolotl has grown into her teens and has been a bit of a troublemaker around the streets. She doesn't really mean it in a bad way though, but it's meant for her survival instincts since she was not as strong as any Yokai in The Hidden City. Not only that, but she always felt like she didn't belong here, yet she never knew why since she had forgotten about her past overtime.

One day, She discovered some random box, and took it with her to her little hide away. When she opened the box, she founded a bunch of human things and dvds ( I feel like they would mostly be anime or telenovelas ). The more she interacted with these things, the more she slowly grew an obsession for humans. They had lives that were more interesting then what the Chimera Axolotl has had her whole life down in The Hidden City. She wanted to live amongst these humans, but she didn't knew how or when that would ever happen.

As the months go by, the Chimera Axolotl was doing what she usually does when she spotted something unusual in the distance. When she arrived at the scene, she could've sworn she saw something or someone going through a portal of some sort. While investigating the portal, there was a explosion followed by a large swarm of bugs ( which are the later named Oozesquitos ), and the Chimera Axolotl would find herself getting scooped away by the swarm as they flew into the portal to who knows where. Before she knew it, she would find herself in the air of a whole new world she was in before falling and landing onto the roof of a tall building. When she got a hold of her barrings, the Chimera would find herself in the city of New York where many humans live. This was the start of the Chimera Axolotl's new life outside of The Hidden City...

~Chapter 3~ ( this one is quite long, just a heads up )

The Chimera Axolotl couldn't belive that she was actually in the human world, but she couldn't even befriend them because she didn't looked anything like a human being. So she was forced into hiding, but she had to look all around the city for what her new home should be. After a while, the Chimera Axolotl would take shelter in an underwater cave which seemed to be an abandoned hideout. She didn't come out too often, but the Chimera would sneak her way into the city to gather up food and entertainment. As much as she was enjoying her new life a bit, she realized that she was just as lonely as her old life back in the Hidden City. The poor thing wants to show humans that she is more then just a walking salamander, but she wasn't sure how.

A few months pass, and the Chimera Axolotl would gain enough confidence to actually visit the city without being caught by humans. One night, she was up on the roof eating some pizza ( her favorite being Seafood Pizza ) when she heard something going on down the streets. Curiously, she would sneak herself away to see what was happening. When she got down to the scene, she saw four turtles around her age fighting an evil mutant. Not only that, but they also had powerful mystical weapons. This amazes the Chimera so much, that she gets an idea; If she starts fighting evil mutants too, maybe she could be respected by all of the humans of NYC.

And so, she would gather everything she could find from the internet ( like fighting videos or Lou Jitsu movie clips ) and would begin to train herself. It would take her months, but she would manage to get stronger, and would test out her natural abilities during her training. She would even make herself her own hero outfit based on all of the human anime she had been watching. The Chimera Axolotl, now with new upgrades, would test out her fighting skills on her first evil mutant. It almost went well, until her enemy got the upper hand since she was smaller. Just then, the turtles showed up and the Chimera escaped. She watched from the shadows as they would then take the credit for taking down the evil mutant before a human friend of theirs showed up. The group of 5 then left to go celebrate over pizza and the chimera couldn't help but listen to them. The last thing she heared from the turtles was how proud their father was going to be ( or something like that ).

Later that night, the Chimera Axolotl sat around in jealousy. She was so envious of those turtles. Not only were they such better fighters, but they even had a human friend who was not afraid of them, and they've got a parent of their own. This was the breaking point, because she was so sick and tired of being lonely. She needed to become the better hero so that she could have friends and family of her very own. She then had an idea. That same night, she snuck away into Montes Auction House while it was closed. Looking for a badass weapon. And that's when she found it. In her hands, was an ancient Macuahuitl with wood carved designs and sharp Obsidian blades. ( The same exact Macuahuitl used by the Aztec warrior, Mahuizoh ) She was so amazed by the weapon in her hands that she knew she found the right one. Just then, she heard something outside, and quickly fled the building without a trace. The Chimera Axolotl would then fight against her first evil mutant yet again, this time, actually kicking its butt. It was at this point where she thought that the final step would be to give herself an actual name since she never had one, and decided to rename herself as Alejandra: The Defender of Mankind...

[retrogamingreplay]

As I look back on my childhood, there are certain memories that stand out like shining beacons of love and joy. One of the most vivid is the image of my beautiful mama, her face alight with happiness as she watched me unwrap my Christmas presents. This past Christmas was the first without her, and her absence was deeply felt. My mom always went above and beyond to ensure that I had everything I wanted on Christmas, even though we didn't have much money. I'll never forget the year I received the original Nintendo Entertainment System (NES). It was a moment that would shape my life in ways I couldn't have imagined. [caption id="attachment_168205" align="aligncenter" width="1080"] My mom watching me open up Christmas presents[/caption] Growing up in the '80s and early '90s, there weren't many electronics to keep us occupied. We didn't have cell phones or social media to distract us from the world around us. Instead, we spent our days outside, playing until the streetlights came on and it was time to head home. But when we did have indoor time, the Nintendo NES was our constant companion. It brought us together for late-night gaming sessions and created memories that would last a lifetime. [caption id="attachment_168203" align="aligncenter" width="1080"] the best day of my life[/caption] I can honestly say that I never knew we were poor because my mom spoiled me whenever she could. She worked hard to provide for us and made sure that I had the things that mattered most. Over the years, I received many gaming systems on Christmas morning, but none were as memorable as the Nintendo NES. Even though I only had a dozen or so games over the course of 10 years (due to their high cost), I cherished every single one of them. They were more than just games; they were portals to new worlds and adventures. [caption id="attachment_168204" align="aligncenter" width="1080"] dragon warrior, the first JRPG[/caption] The game I was holding in the photo was Dragon Warrior 1, the original JRPG and the first of its kind. Along with The Legend of Zelda, Dragon Warrior sparked my love for all things fantasy, which has stayed with me into adulthood. These games taught me the value of perseverance, problem-solving, and the power of imagination. They were more than just entertainment; they were life lessons disguised as pixelated adventures. As I reflect on my childhood and the role my mom played in shaping it, I am filled with gratitude and love. She may no longer be with us physically, but her spirit lives on in the memories we created together. I try my best to give my own children the same magical experiences she gave me, to show them the love and dedication that she showed me every single day. Thank you, Mom, for all the good memories, for the sacrifices you made, and for the love you gave so freely. The Nintendo NES may have been the greatest creation of my childhood, but you were the greatest blessing of my life. I miss you every day, but I know that you're watching over us, just as you always have. This tribute is for you, and for all the moms out there who make magic happen, even in the toughest of times.

[elasticitymudflap]

tragically, no :( lincoln and grob gob glob grod accidentally executed jake when magic man swapped their bodies to get out of the death penalty and lincoln sacrificed his immortality to bring him back from the 37th dead world. not long after simon was temporarily restored to human form and created a time portal that betty jumped through so she could try and find a way to cure the ice crown's curse and stop his death because his human body was like 1000+ years old at that point, she went around studying magic users in ooo and got in cahoots with magic man who was attempting a transmutation spell to turn him into the new king of mars using the discarded helmet of grob gob glob grod, his 4-headed brother, who became the next king of mars after lincoln died but he exploded from flying into finn's recently escaped from time jail dad's spaceship that he mistook for the sentient catalyst comet that crashes into earth/ooo every 1000 years and kills everything; which is ironically the reason why the ice crown was created in the first place back in dinosaur times. anyway so magic man turned finn and jake into soup and an egg and they got themselves baked into bread and fucked up the transmutation spell in such a way that all of magic man's magic madness and sadness was transferred entirely into betty, who went on to be a chaotic sexy wizard doing things like kidnapping gunter (who is actually a giant evil umbrella alien called "orgalorg" that wants to eat the catalyst comet) so she can fuck around unsuccessfully with the crown's programming. eventually this thing happens where the entire world is turned into elemental zombies and magic betty steals an alternate universe copy of the enchiridion from finn, which he secretly stole during this whole thing where prismo (a pink shadow on a wall of a guy's dream in a room outside time and space that basically grants "monkey's paw" wishes and died once by the lich but is back using an alternate jake's body) is like "hey remember that alternate universe you created where the lich never existed after he came here wearing the corpse of billy and wished for everything everywhere to die, but then he did exist in that universe and now your alternate self is posessed by the ice crown and doing the lich's bidding and i need you to kill his ass because he's back on his bullshit" and also because the original enchiridion was destroyed making the portal to his time room the first time. she basically is like "yeah im gonna fix ooo" but actually uses it to try and create a time portal using herself as a magic battery and ice king as an "item from the past lovingly tended to throughout the ages" with the intent to stop simon from ever coming in contact with the crown and possibly even averting the mushroom war, which scares the fuck out of prismo and the cosmic owl who are just chilling in a hot tub 5 feet apart cause they're not gay (well prismo definitely is for jake anyway) because the mushroom war is unfortunately extremely important to that timeline and what brought magic back too earth/turned it into "ooo". but this ends up not happening because ice king fucks up her spell because of course he does and she explodes and wakes up on mars being scolded by "king man", formerly magic man/normal man who became the new king of mars after redeeming himself in the eyes of the martians and the severed heads of grob gob glob grod floating around in space.

and i mean, shit goes off the rails from there: king man tries to "cure" betty of her obsession with trying to save simon by putting her through various trials and exercises intended to convince her of the hopelessness of her situation, like filling a bigass hole with sand one grain at a time with a pair of tweezers, and then putting her, finn, and jermaine through a "space telemetry capsule" which was pitched as a way to teleport jake who was lost in space back to mars but it was really more of a dungeon with more puzzles aimed at convincing betty of her hopeless situation. i actually still have no idea if king man was just fucking with them because the puzzles had jack shit to do with him, but jake did actually end up being teleported to mars after being left to die in space by his alien bio dad (by the way yeah in case you didnt know jake's dog dad got impregnated in the skull by a shapeshifting alien and he gave head-birth to him which is why jake can do the magic stretch thing and his brother jermaine can't) and king man's plan to "fix" betty made her much worse. betty manages to convince king man to help her summon golb, the most powerful being in the universe and the embodiment of chaos who also seems to have beef with mars, so she can harness his power to save simon and for king man to free his wife, margles, from "golb's maw"—which is incidentally the reason he's been such a dick all this time. so in the series finale they do the ritual to get to golb but king man realizes pretty quick that they fucked up big time and golb is teleported to ooo, triggering the apocalypse, and finn, betty, and ice king get vored by golb and digested down to their essential human forms. jake manages to drill a hole in golb's guts by weaponizing bmo's heartwrenching song "Time Adventure", but betty forces simon and finn to escape without her so she can use the now-reset ice crown to make a wish and save ooo, but since the wish has to resonate with the wearer's deepest desire, she wishes for "the power to keep simon safe" and fuses with golb, teleporting their fusion back to the golb dimension and saving ooo, and unfortuantely golb's force is so powerful that neither him nor magic man could wish either betty or margles back from prismo's time room, so betty's basically been "doomed forever" to the golb dimension as the new sexy fucked up god of chaos.

basically the whole thing of losing her and being directly responsible for her sacrifice deeply fucked up simon and 12 years later he's slumped into a major depression and in a fit of desperation tried to portal himself to the golb dimension to see betty, electrocuting grimdark choose goose in the process, but instead of portaling to her the literal fionna and cake, you know the characters from that ""genderbend"" fanfiction episode ice king wrote, jump out of the back of his skull. so it turns out that fionna and cake's universe was real this whole time, prismo made it and he hid it inside ice king's mind so he wouldn't get caught making an unauthorized universe, and ice king had been writing fanfictions stemming from this universe that prismo literally uploaded into his skull without simon's knowledge or consent. but he's honestly too fucked up from failing his wife-summoning rituals and being forced to watch her "die" again on prismo's big screen tv as he chews him out for trying to save her and explains that fionna and cake's universe "lost" its magic after simon was cured by betty while he's chugging like 7 piping hot australian ipas because he's literally traumatized by ice and they all take cheap shots at him not being worth the sacrifice she made and that ice king was better. and now there's a "god auditor" on their asses trying to destroy their universe, so fionna cake and simon are dimension-hopping to find a copy of the ice crown (because ooo's ice crown fused with gunther/orgalorg to make "ice thing" who married turtle princess) so simon can become ice king again to protect fionna and cake and "bring magic back to their universe", which is basically an act of suicide at this point that everyone, save for finn and marceline, is pushing him towards because he feels completely isolated in the world and misses feeling 'useful' and basically unaware of how fucked up his life was. this is all despite how it would destroy marceline and betty, golb rest her soul, and simon even confided in betty that he'd literally rather die than be ice king again when the opportunity for him to die presented itself, which tragically only encouraged her further in her goal of saving him and led to the predicament they are in now. so the trio has just teleported to the resulting universe from finn's anti-lich wish that ooo-finn stole the alternate enchiridion from and that simon doesn't know prismo "cured" this alternate finn of his crown curse by removing it from the timeline and placing it back on alternate universe simon's corpse being crushed under a giant nuclear bomb in the funniest fucking way to address an animation error ever, but prismo's also kind of been a bit of a bitch these days too since jake died.

also simon's whole bare naked ass was out multiple times in the last episode for no reason and it was pretty cool

if simon finds out prismo literally saved farmworld finn from the crown by fucking with time and putting it back where he found it i think he might actually kill his ass

[bl3ssed-cursxd]

|| IN WHICH ANOTHER MAGICAL USER ENDS UP IN THE WORLD OF UNCANNY COUNTER | OC CENTERED | this starts in the episode with the scene where shin hyeok-u and his gang are having some meet-up in a dark alley, i dont remember which episode it happened in, but I will be adding and changing some things in it ||

WARNINGS: MINOR SWEARING (PART 1 & 2) & VIOLENCE TO OCCUR IN PART 2)

Part 1 || Part 2 (COMING SOON)

Time to head home, fifteen year old Kim Calypso thought to herself as she darted into a nearby alleyway.

Calypso's home was only a few minute walk from where she was, but today she was in the mood for portal-ing her way home.

Yes, Calypso had powers.

After checking to see no one was around (it was nighttime and she'd chosen a relatively deserted alleyway, no one would notice her anyway), Calypso moved both her hands to create a large oval shape. As she moved her hands, bright yellow electric-like light appeared, the two ends connecting once she brought her hands together to finish the shape. As cliché as it sounded, that was how her powers worked.

And once the shape was complete, the inside of it became black, like a void. This was the clear indication that the portal had been formed properly.

With the thought of heading home and collapsing into bed in mind, Calypso walked through the portal.

So of course, Calypso was surprised and shocked when she was not met with her cozy living room. Instead, she'd walked into some gang or cult like gathering in a dark alleyway.

"Yah, what the hell?!"

Calypso jumped, almost falling right back into her portal-

Only the portal had closed and disappeared already. Yikes.

Calypso was unsure of how to respond. Where was she anyway? Scratch that, someone outside of her family now knew of her powers! This wasn't good at all.

Calypso took in her surroundings. There were several boys, some large and burly (and not friendly) and some standing by the walls.

It was dark, so it was difficult to infer many details. But one of the boys was wearing a high school uniform.

I don't recognize that uniform...

There were only a few high schools where Calypso lived, and she knew what the uniforms looked like. This uniform, as far as she could tell, was not one of them.

"You, girl, what did you just do?!" someone from behind her yelled again. Calypso didn't waste another second, and tried to make a run for it.

It was a dumb idea, she was surrounded and outnumbered. Two of them held her back while she kept kicking and thrashing.

"What the heck was that? Answer me!" the boy in the high school uniform began. Calypso glared at him, stubbornly remaining silent. The redhead turned around and sighed loudly in annoyance. Calypso wouldn't admit that she was sort of freaking out, but panicking wouldn't get her anywhere.

Calypso channelled all of her focus away from the gang and into her hands. She couldn't aim anything at any of them with her hands being restrained, but she could try something else...

With her all might, Calypso suddenly kicked again, moving forward and throwing the boys holding her off balance. Chaos followed after that as the others reacted. But Calypso had one advantage.

The burning purple light coming from her hands. It didn't burn her nor was it fatal, but it would be enough to shock another person.

"What the hell kind of sorcery is this... Everyone stay back!" one of them shouted, voice shaking. Calypso held both her hands defensively in the air, turning around over and over again, not letting her back face either one of the others for more than a few seconds each.

Step.

Calypso thought she heard another distant footstep, but it was probably one of the boys with her who had moved a bit.

But then who's head was that peaking out from behind a dumpster-

Dark alleyway. A large group of civilians. Dumpster in focus. Girl with glowing hands struggling.

Was that... An evil spirit?

Do Han-na rushed to tell the other Counters. This couldn't be good.

How on earth are her hands glowing?

i mainly had this idea of a oneshot for fun and i decided to share it at last (after making a bunch of changes and stuff)

After watching the uncanny counter, i got ideas of "wHaT iF" like i do with every show so why not insert an oc to satisfy some of those fantasies? anywhos hope u enjoyed and part 2 coming soon (this might as well result in crack and a whole lot of comedic chaos lmao)

[chiliiscereal]

May I offer a prompt of how the turtles would be with a mom friendTM? you know the type I mean? like.... I think they might benefit from that kind of friend in the group lol (also I love your stories, your such a cool writer keep up the awesome work!)

Rottmnt headcanon: mom friend TM

And thanks so much!

Mom friends are severely underrated XD

——

-Okay these boys need a mom friend badly

-but that’s where you come in!

-as the mom friend you keep them safe in many ways

Donnie💜

-starting with this guy, he never really wanted a mom friend

-when April first brought you over he was cold

-didn’t even bother talking to you

-you were determined to befriend him, even though he left whenever you tried to talk to him

-you became comfortable with the turtles quickly and the others accepted your mom friend nature

-not Donnie though

-he didn’t hate you, sure, but you were too much

-you were too overbearing and too nervous for his safety!

-you’d make him wear a helmet when he used his jet pack 

-you made him put on SUNSCREEN whenever he went outside

-you told him to be careful when rewiring a project even!

-it’s like you wanted to ruin his bad boy image

-he hated it and wanted you to stop being so smothering

-…

-…until he realized that attention and moral support comes with the smothering

-the moment he realizes that he’s all for it

-he’s no longer hiding his inventions from you so you won’t bug him, but he’s seeking you out for your advice and praise

“Hey so I made this and… I don’t know…”

“Wow you built that? It’s awesome!” 

“Really? I mean, I know, I just wanted to show you that it was.”

-praise ain’t something this boy has

-have you SEEN how his brothers react to his ideas?

-he needs this

-with praise comes affection

-I’m talking homemade snacks and questions that his brothers never ask

-you’re there if he needs a cup of coffee or if he hasn’t eaten in a while or taken a nap

-“don, it’s been two days since you slept go to bed.”

-“*hissssss*”

-“I’ll make a cup of coffee for you after...?”

-“*hisses but less intense*”

-you may be good at making snacks and everything

-very good in facts

-but the questions are probably his favorite part

“Woah what’s that supposed to do?”

“Well it’s a device that’s meant to fix all the broken McDonald’s ice cream machines.”

“That’s amazing! What did you use to build it? How does it work?”

-you’re actually trying to learn about his work!

-you’re trying to learn about him!

-he loves it

-and he loves that you’re careful to

-it’s a nice change from his brothers

-you’re someone he can depend on

-doesn’t matter if it’s missions or just being a good friend

-and I mean it when I say depend

-you’re there when he needs help rewiring something or just to simply talk about his dumb dumb brothers

-honestly April isn’t even mad that Donnie stole one of her best friends

-she knows he needs this

-Donnie fully learned to trust you after the purple dragons mishap

-you told him they were untrustworthy but his heart was dead set on that satin jacket

-when he came back to the lair, late at night, with no satin jacket and a handful of his missing tech, he found you raising an eyebrow at him from where you had sat to wait for him

-he knew from then on to trust you and your opinions, even though his often got in the way

-you can often be found sitting on Donnies bed while he works, offering your company and comments

-Normally no one else is allowed in while he works but that’s just because they don’t have anything positive to provide

 Raph❤️ 

-Raph IS the mom friend

-your mom friend energy and his mom friend energy just work together so well together

-I’m talking planning missions together, figuring new ways to trick his brothers into being responsible, cleaning the dishes, and even making snacks together

-“so the mission is tomorrow right?”

-“yep! Should we bring apples with peanut butter or pretzels with hummus?”

-“well Donnie doesn’t like peanut butter, but Mikey does, so both?”

-“awesome! And you’ve got the water covered?”

-“dude I even have caprisuns packed so we’re ready!”

-the others find it to be too much with the two of you but Raph really appreciates the help

-especially during the pizza puff episode

-oh that part nearly set you on fire with worry

-Raph had never seen you that worked up

-you had a fan for Leo, a bowl for Mikey, and a bag of fruit snacks for Donnie

-Raph has to activate his supreme mom friend energy to get you to stop hovering over them

-that meant literally dragging you away from them so they could figure things out on their own

-he’s seen you be a mom friend to them all the time

-but never once for him

-you two were like... co mom friends working together to stop the younger irresponsible three

-until Raph got separated in the sewer

-oh man you were torn with worry

-you nearly destoryed the place looking for him

-and finding him all savage like that... ack that was enough to practically shatter your heart in two

-once he stopped trying to barbecue villains and destroy his brothers you took him to the lair and helped him calm down

-you even turned on a movie for the two of you so he could relax

-it was nice to have your best friend and partner in stopping crime back

-Raph of course was embarrassed because it’s HIS job to help everyone, not the other way around

-after much assurance you had him convinced that you didn’t mind

-he was grateful to have you and your help

-he just wished you didn’t worry quite so much

Leo 💙:

-this boy is soaking it all up from the start

-someone to compliment him?

-someone to help him out?

-someone to admire his achievements?

-oh he’s all for it

-he’s showing off skateboard stunts, he’s doing flips, and he’s randomly pulling you to him and creating a portal

-usually you end up somewhere sketchy but sometimes it works out

-you always have to be ready though

-one minute you’re walking to the projector room and the next you’re in New Jersey with a sheepish looking red slider

-his only problem is now he has to be more careful with skateboard tricks

-he’s fine with a helmet but when it comes to you hovering next to him while he’s going down the skate ramp...

-eh he’s not so fond of that

-praise?

-sure

-home made gifts and cards?

-always appreciated

-but you constantly trying to protect him from things he knew how to do?

-no

-just no

-now he only feels like he can skate if you’re not there or if he goes to a skate park without telling you

-you figure out quickly and still worry that he’ll mess up a flip

-doesn’t matter if you’re watching or not

-you’re the mom friend

-your job is to worry

-you promised that you’d stop worrying about him if he can back

-you didn’t want him to feel uncomfortable in his own home!

-he agreed and you did your best to keep your promise

-...

-until he actually messed up a flip

-you don’t know WHAT he landed on but it must have been sharp because there was a LOT of blood

-maybe you thought there was a lot because you were so worried but still

-you hadn’t even been in the room but you heard his shout (and crash) and you came running

-oh he was lucky you carried gauze and everything in your bag because other wise they’d have to go buy some

-you chewed him out while patching him up, much to his displeasure

-you’re both sweet and sour about it

-“I’m fine! Look, nothing’s broken!”

-“I TOLD you that you could get hurt! I TOLD you it wasn’t safe! Why did you not listen- I’m sorry does that hurt? I’m sorry!”

-“yeah it does hurt-.”

-“than you should have listened to me!!”

-for a while he’s bitter that you were just waiting for him to mess up

-clearly you thought he was just a big clutz to you

-but after a while of him avoiding you and pouting you brought it up again

-“I’m not just waiting for you to fail you know. I just want you to be okay.”

-“that’s not what it feels like! You clearly don’t trust me!”

-“life happens, Leo! Doesn’t matter how skilled you are! You’re an amazing skater but sometimes mistakes are made!”

-ha that changed his tune quickly

-“you think I’m an amazing and skilled skater?

-you just rolled your eyes and left, not saying anything about his comment

-didn’t matter

-this boy is all smiles for the rest of the day

Mikey🧡:

-he was on board from the very start

-he’s got cuddles, piggy back rides, and his own art fan/critic

-lots of baking and cooking together

-maybe even drawing if he’s lucky

-only problem?

-you don’t trust him to go out on his own

-even if it’s just to grab a video game from the store or pick up pizza

-“I’m just going down the block!”

-“what if someone sees you?”

-“I’ll be careful!”

-“just let me go with you.”

-“no! I can do this on my own!”

-you’re always offering to give him a ride or tag along just because you don’t want anything to happen to him

-that means, of course, sneaking out

-not for a long time, just enough to get some air

-but that also means you’re staying up late waiting for him to come back

-he’s your buddy!

-you can’t let anything happen to him!

-he didn’t know about it until he found you cashed out on the couch with the lamp still on

-normally you gave him an excuse about why you were still up, such as a late night snack or a movie

-but your phone and the tv were both off

-he decided to think nothing of it until he noticed that you were grumpier in the mornings

-he didn’t want his actions to affect you so he started coming back earlier

-even texting you and telling you he was fine

-you two talked and set up a deal

-he could go out by himself and you wouldn’t stay up late waiting for him as long as you had his location on your phone

-it was easier for both you from then on

[lokiondisneyplus]

'Loki' takes over: Tom Hiddleston on his new TV series and a decade in the MCU

Ten years after Hiddleston first chose chaos in Thor, Marvel’s fan favorite God of Mischief is going even bigger with his time-bending Disney+ show.

Tom Hiddleston is Loki, and he is burdened with glorious purpose: After playing Thor's puckish brother for over a decade in the Marvel Cinematic Universe, no one understands the mercurial Asgardian God of Mischief as well as the actor. He can teach an entire seminar on Loki if given the opportunity — which he actually did during pre-production on his forthcoming Disney+ show. In conversation, Hiddleston quotes lines from his MCU debut, 2011's Thor, almost verbatim, and will playfully correct you if you mistakenly refer to Asgard's Rainbow Bridge as the Bifrost, which is the portal that connects Loki and Thor's homeworld to the Nine Realms, including Midgard, a.k.a. Earth. "Well, the Bifrost technically is the energy that runs through the bridge," he says with a smile. "But nine points to Gryffindor!" And when he shows up to the photo shoot for this very digital cover, he hops on a call with our photo editor to pitch ways the concept could be even more Loki, like incorporating the flourish the trickster does whenever magically conjuring something. The lasting impression is that playing Loki isn't just a paycheck.

"Rather than ownership, it's a sense of responsibility I feel to give my best every time and do the best I can because I feel so grateful to be a part of what Marvel Studios has created," the 40-year-old Brit tells EW over Zoom a few days after the shoot and a week out from Thor's 10th anniversary. "I just want to make sure I've honored that responsibility with the best that I can give and the most care and thought and energy."

After appearing in three Thor movies and three Avengers, Hiddleston is bringing that passion to his first solo Marvel project, Loki, the House of Ideas' third Disney+ series following the sitcom pastiche WandaVision and the topical The Falcon and the Winter Soldier. Led by head writer Michael Waldron (Doctor Strange in the Multiverse of Madness, Heels), the six-episode drama sees Hiddleston's shapeshifting agent of chaos step out from behind his brother's shadow and into the spotlight for a timey-wimey, sci-fi adventure that aims to get to the bottom of who Loki really is. "I wanted to explore slightly more complex character questions," says Waldron. "It's not just good versus bad. Is anybody all good? Is anybody all bad? What makes a hero, a hero? A villain, a villain?"  

Even though Loki — who loves sowing mayhem with his illusion magic and shapeshifting, all with a major chip on his shoulder — has never been one for introspection, the idea of building an entire show around him was a no-brainer for Marvel. When asked why Loki was one of the studio's first Disney+ shows, Marvel president Kevin Feige replies matter-of-factly, "More Hiddleston, more Loki." First introduced as Thor's (Chris Hemsworth) envious brother in Kenneth Branagh's Thor, Loki went full Big Bad in 2012's The Avengers. That film cemented the impish rogue as one of the shared universe's fan favorites, thanks to Hiddleston's ability to make him deliciously villainous yet charismatic and, most importantly, empathetic. The character's popularity is one of the reasons he's managed to avoid death many times.

"He's been around for thousands of years. He had all sorts of adventures," says Feige. "Wanting to fill in the blanks and see much more of Loki's story [was] the initial desire [for the series]."

The Loki we meet on the show is not the one who fought the Avengers in 2012 and evolved into an antihero in Thor: The Dark World and Thor: Ragnarok before meeting his demise at the hands of the mad titan Thanos (Josh Brolin) in 2018's Avengers: Infinity War. Instead, we'll be following a Loki from a branched timeline (a variant, if you will) after he stole the Tesseract following his thwarted New York invasion and escaped S.H.I.E.L.D. custody during the time heist featured in Avengers: Endgame. In other words, this Loki hasn't gone through any sort of redemption arc. He's still the charming yet petulant god who firmly believes he's destined to rule and has never gotten his due.

Premiering June 9, Loki begins with the Time Variance Authority — a bureaucratic organization tasked with safeguarding the proper flow of time — arresting the Loki Variant seen in Endgame because they want his help fixing all of the timeline problems he caused while on the run with the Tesseract. So there will be time travel, and a lot more of it than in Endgame. As Loki makes his way through his own procedural, he'll match wits with new characters including Owen Wilson's Agent Mobius, a brilliant TVA analyst, and Gugu Mbatha-Raw's Judge Renslayer. The question in early episodes is whether Loki will help them or take over.

"One of the things Kevin Feige led on was, 'I think we should find a way of exploring the parts of Loki that are independent of his relationship with Thor,' or see him in a duality or in relationship with others, which I thought was very exciting," says Hiddleston, who also serves as an executive producer on the show. "So the Odinson saga, that trilogy of films, still has its integrity, and we don't have to reopen it and retell it."

Yet, in order to understand where Loki is going, it's important to see where he came from.

Hiddleston can't believe how long he and Loki have been connected. "I've been playing this character for 11 years," he says. "Which is the first time I have said that sentence, I realize, and it [blows] my mind. I don't know what percentage that is exactly of my 40 years of being alive, but it's substantial."

His time as Loki actually goes a bit further back, to 2009 — a year after Robert Downey Jr. big banged the MCU into existence with Iron Man — when he auditioned for Thor. It's no secret that Hiddleston initially went in for the role of the titular God of Thunder, but Feige and director Kenneth Branagh thought his natural charm and flexibility as an actor made him better suited for the movie's damaged antagonist. "Tom gave you an impression that he could be ready for anything, performance-wise," says Branagh, who had previously worked with him on a West End revival of Checkov's Ivanov and the BBC series Wallander. "Tom has a wild imagination, so does Loki. He's got a mischievous sense of humor and he was ready to play. It felt like he had a star personality, but he was a team player."

Hiddleston fully immersed himself in the character. Outside of studying Loki's history in the Marvel Comics, he also researched how Loki and the Trickster God archetype appeared across mythology and different cultures. "He understood that he was already in something special [and] it was a special character in a special part of that early moment in the life of the Marvel universe where [he] also needed to step up in other ways," says Branagh, who was impressed by the emotional depth Hiddleston brought to the part, especially when it came to how isolated Loki felt in the Asgardian royal family.  

There was a lot riding on that first Thor feature. For one, no one knew if audiences would immediately latch onto a Shakespearean superhero movie partially set on an alien planet populated by the Norse Gods of legend. Second, it was integral to Feige's plans for the shared universe. Loki was supposed to be the main villain in The Avengers, which would not only mirror how Earth's mightiest heroes joined forces in 1963's Avengers #1 but also give Thor a believable reason for teaming up with Iron Man, Captain America (Chris Evans), and the rest of the capes. Feige first clued Hiddleston into those larger plans when the actor was in L.A. before Thor started shooting.

"I was like, 'Excuse me?' Because he was already three, four steps ahead," says Hiddleston. "That took me a few minutes to process, because I didn't quite realize how it just suddenly had a scope. And being cast as Loki, I realized, was a very significant moment for me in my life, and was going to remain. The creative journey was going to be so exciting."

Hiddleston relished the opportunity to go full villain in Avengers, like in the scene where Loki ordered a crowd to kneel before him outside a German opera house: "It's the unspoken truth of humanity, that you crave subjugation," says the Machiavellian god. "The bright lure of freedom diminishes your life's joy in a mad scramble for power, for identity. You were made to be ruled. In the end, you will always kneel."

"I just knew that in the structure of that film, I had to lean into his role as a pure antagonist," Hiddleston recalls. "What I always found curious and complex about the way Loki is written in Avengers, is that his status as an antagonist comes from the same well of not belonging and being marginalized and isolated in the first Thor film. Loki now knows he has no place in Asgard."

Loki did find a place within the audience's hearts, though. Feige was "all in" on Hiddleston as his Loki from the beginning, but even he couldn't predict how much fans would love him. Feige recalls the reaction at the 2013 San Diego Comic-Con: "Did we know that after he was the villain in two movies, he would be bringing thousands of people to their feet in Hall H, in costume, chanting his name? No, that was above and beyond the plan that we were hoping for and dreaming of." It was a dream Feige first got an inkling of a year earlier during the Avengers press tour when a Russian fan slipped past security, snuck into Mark Ruffalo's car, and asked the Hulk actor to give Hiddleston a piece of fan art she created. "That was one of the early signs there was much more happening with this quote-unquote villain."  

Despite that popularity, the plan was to kill Loki off in 2013's Thor: The Dark World, but the studio reversed course after test audiences refused to believe he actually died fighting the Dark Elves. Alas, he couldn't out-illusion death forever. After returning in Taika Waititi's colorful and idiosyncratic Thor: Ragnarok, Hiddleston's character perished for real in the opening moments of Infinity War. In typical Loki fashion, before Thanos crushed his windpipe, he delivered a defiant speech that indicated he'd finally made peace with the anger he felt toward his family.  

"It felt very, very final, and I thought, 'Okay, that's it. This is Loki's final bow and a conclusive end to the Odinson saga,'" says Hiddleston, who shot that well-earned death scene in 2017.  

But, though he didn't know it yet, the actor's MCU story was far from over.

Credit: Charlie Gray for EW

When Hiddleston returned to film two scenes in Avengers: Endgame in 2017, he had no idea where Loki portaled off to after snatching the Tesseract. "Where'd he go? When does he go? How does he get there? These are all questions I remember asking on the day, and then not being given any answers," Hiddleston recalls. To be fair, it's likely the Powers That Be didn't necessarily have answers then. While Feige can't exactly recall when the writers' room for Endgame first devised Loki's escape sequence, he does know that setting up a future show wasn't the primary goal — because a Loki series wasn't on the horizon just yet.

"[That scene] was really more of a wrinkle so that one of the missions that the Avengers went on in Endgame could get screwed up and not go well, which is what required Cap and Tony to go further back in time to the '70s," says Feige. Soon after that, though, former Disney CEO Bob Iger approached Feige about producing content for the studio's forthcoming streaming service. "I think the notion that we had left this hanging loose end with Loki gave us the in for what a Loki series could be. So by the time [Endgame] came out, we did know where it was going."

As for Hiddleston, he didn't find out about the plans for a Loki show until spring 2018, a few weeks before Infinity War hit theaters. "I probably should not have been surprised, but I was," says the actor. "But only because Infinity War had felt so final."

Nevertheless, Hiddleston was excited about returning for his show. He was eager to explore Loki's powers, especially the shapeshifting, and what it meant that this disruptive figure still managed to find a seat beside the gods in mythology. "I love this idea [of] Loki's chaotic energy somehow being something we need. Even though, for all sorts of reasons, you don't know whether you can trust him. You don't know whether he's going to betray you. You don't why he's doing what he's doing," says Hiddleston. "If he's shapeshifting so often, does he even know who he is? And is he even interested in understanding who he is? Underneath all those masks, underneath the charm and the wit, which is kind of a defense anyway, does Loki have an authentic self? Is he introspective enough or brave enough to find out? I think all of those ideas are all in the series — ideas about identity, ideas about self-knowledge, self-acceptance, and the difficulty of it."

“The series will explore Loki's powers in a way they have not yet been explored, which is very, very exciting.”

The thing that truly sold Hiddleston on the show was Marvel's decision to include the Time Variance Authority, a move he describes as "the best idea that anybody had pertaining to the series." Feige and Loki executive producer Stephen Broussard had hoped to find a place for the TVA — an organization that debuted in 1986's Thor #372 and has appeared in She-Hulk and Fantastic Four stories — in the MCU for years, but the right opportunity never presented itself until Loki came along. "Putting Loki into his own procedural series became the eureka moment for the show," says Feige.  

The TVA's perspective on time and reality also tied into the themes that Waldron, Loki's head writer, was hoping to explore. "Loki is a character that's always reckoning with his own identity, and the TVA, by virtue of what they do, is uniquely suited to hold up a mirror to Loki and make him really confront who he is and who he was supposed to be," says Waldron. Hiddleston adds: "[That] was very exciting because in the other films, there was always something about Loki that was very controlled. He seemed to know exactly what the cards in his hand were and how he was going to play them…. And Loki versus the TVA is Loki out of control immediately, and in an environment in which he's completely behind the pace, out of his comfort zone, destabilized, and acting out."

To truly dig into who Loki is, the creative team had to learn from the man who knows him best: Hiddleston. "I got him to do a thing called Loki School when we first started," says director Kate Herron. "I asked him to basically talk through his 10 years of the MCU — from costumes to stunts, to emotionally how he felt in each movie. It was fantastic."

Hiddleston got something out of the Loki school, too. Owen Wilson both attended the class and interviewed Hiddleston afterward so that he could better understand Loki, as his character Mobius is supposed to be an expert on him. During their conversation, Wilson pointedly asked Hiddleston what he loved about playing the character.

"And I said, 'I think it's because he has so much range,'" says Hiddleston. "I remember saying this to him: 'On the 88 keys on the piano, he can play the twinkly light keys at the top. He can keep it witty and light, and he's the God of Mischief, but he can also go down to the other side and play the heavy keys. And he can play some really profound chords down there, which are about grief and betrayal and loss and heartbreak and jealousy and pride.'" Hiddleston recalls Wilson being moved by the description: "He said, 'I think I might say that in the show.' And it was such a brilliant insight for me into how open Owen is as an artist and a performer.'"

Owen Wilson as Mobius and Tom Hiddleston as Loki in 'Loki.'| Credit: Chuck Zlotnick/Marvel Studios

Everyone involved is particularly excited for audiences to see Hiddleston and Wilson's on-screen chemistry. "Mobius is not unlike Owen Wilson in that he's sort of nonplussed by the MCU," says Feige. "[Loki] is used to getting a reaction out of people, whether it's his brother or his father, or the other Avengers. He likes to be very flamboyant and theatrical. Mobius doesn't give him the reaction he's looking for. That leads to a very unique relationship that Loki's not used to."

As for the rest of the series, we know that Loki will be jumping around time and reality, but the creative team isn't keen on revealing when and where. "Every episode, we tried to take inspiration from different things," says Waldron, citing Blade Runner's noir aesthetic as one example.

"Part of the fun of the multiverse and playing with time is seeing other versions of characters, and other versions of the titular character in particular," says Feige, who also declined to confirm if Loki ties into Doctor Strange in the Multiverse of Madness and/or other upcoming projects.

Making Loki was especially meaningful to Hiddleston because they shot most of it during the pandemic, in late 2020. "It will remain one of the absolute most intense, most rewarding experiences of my life," he says. "It's a series about time, and the value of time, and what time is worth, and I suppose what the experience of being alive is worth. And I don't quite know yet, and maybe I don't have perspective on it, if all the thinking and the reflecting that we did during the lockdown ended up in the series. But in some way, it must have because everything we make is a snapshot of where we were in our lives at that time."

While it remains to be seen what the future holds for Loki beyond this initial season, Hiddleston isn't preparing to put the character to bed yet. "I'm open to everything," he says. "I have said goodbye to the character. I've said hello to the character. I said goodbye to the character [again]. I've learned not to make assumptions, I suppose. I'm just grateful that I'm still here, and there are still new roads to explore."

[phoenix-is-the-hottest-thing]

is Mei in ER with her physical body or only consciousness and her body is sleeping somewhere else?

Well that’s a good question! Bear with me I only slept a couple hours.

Mei can be disconnected from ER from the lobby, and she’ll wake up in front of the portal. She also does not retain injuries sustained during the simulation, and points out that the sims can’t do much to her physical body. The battlegrounds are also described as a memory link early on, which would be mental not physical, and of course there’s no way they physically exist considering the space and impossible physics. It’s definitely data.

However, she also needs to be “brought back” by Felis and various other characters a few times, and Klein gives her a physical item (around her leg) to let her communicate with the outside world, which is kind of weird. There’s also that Mei can touch and be touched by the sims even in the lobby, which she points out is not the norm.

Raven’s About Mobius (3) gave me the answer!

Raven mentions Klein cannot enter the Realm in sim form, but she can. In other words, the portal creates a Mei sim that she controls to explore the battlegrounds, which Klein cannot do— she had to enter the Realm in a different form, or she was a Sim too but just can’t fight or receive signets on her own. HOWEVER.

Mobius also says that erasing the data of the zone they were in would destroy Mei completely, but only delete that part of Klein’s memory— Klein being a robot, it’s probably because she has backups (Very minor ch29 detail (skip the rest of this paragraph if you don’t want to know) but apparently the sim 13 themselves are backed up every few seconds, so even if destroyed they shouldn’t lose much memory at all. That’s quite neat. Klein is probably doing a similar thing).

But that means the “link” to the realm is very, very real and very, very much goes both ways. While Mei is a “sim” in ER, her entire mind becomes deletable data, making her extremely vulnerable. I don’t think that’s compliant of data privacy laws.

Additionally, since there’s no bed and Mei visibly faints during the Aponia adventures, rather than sleeping she’s probably standing still or in a simulation room like we’ve seen elsewhere.

Hence, verdict: she’s not physically entering the realm to fight, but her body in the lobby is real.

Buuut this doesn’t explain how the Sim are physical, since they really are memory data. Aponia had no issues snagging Mei from the Deep End and dragging her in a simulation(?), either. Something’s seriously weird with this lobby. I suspect it could also be a stigmata space kind of deal, where the line between reality and not is a little blurred… but that’s just a theory, a g

[demonologistfucker]

MC wants to meet some Creatures - Obey Me! Brother’s - Fluff

Gn!mc asks one of the brothers to take them to find a magical creature. This is for the main brothers, but if people want one for the newly datables just ask! I would love to do more <3

Lucifer

Is Cerberus not enough? We can go down and pet him if you like 

It’s going to take some convincing to get this trip to happen. Needlessly risking the human's life just to see something neat? I think not 

But your eyes were so big when you asked… fine. He’ll find something worthwhile that isn’t going to get you killed

Prep for the trip is Lucifer covering you in about 50 different protection spells. 

Then you’ll be flying. Hold on tightly and try not to look directly into the wind. That’s not good for your human eyes. Lucifer’s arms are firm around you as his wings stretch out. With a push you’re off. Being lifted from the ground purely from the strength of his wings? It’s an undescribable feeling. 

Soon you are out of the Devildom and flying above the Hell Wilds. A vast landscape of all sorts of terrors. From red grasses that could cut through bone, or the vast tar fields that bubble toxic gas. There is a beauty to it. Especially if you are safe above it all.

A large canyon comes into sight. “This canyon was cut by Lotan’s first rampage, and where Levi made Lotan his pet.” Lucifer begins to descend. Swooping down in a tight spiral to slip into the canyon. 

It takes a moment for your eyes to adjust to the darkness. Then you can see something glowing. Many somethings glowing. They crawl over the canyon sides. They are nothing like you’ve seen before, but if you were to pin down to something earth like… they are most similar to sea slugs? But they have legs and bright, piercing eyes. With beautiful fins running down their back. Each looks to be a droplet of a rainbow. 

“Gems left in the earth can collect enough magic to come to life.” They have no name, but they could fit in the palm of your hand. Tho please don’t touch they are highly condensed magical creatures and could shred your human body without meaning too.

Mammon

“Can I trust you?” He looks at you with surprising serious. Though he’s scratching his chin which makes it a little hard to take him seriously. When you say Of Course, Mammon quickly cracks into a grin. “Alright, give me a day, but-” He just starts nodding and runs off. Delighted with his own idea too much to tell you more

The Next day you meet Mammon outside the house of lamentation. He is already in his demon form and has a large sack in his hands. Which appears to be full of weird trinkets and a whole lot of grimm. 

Where are you going? The Hell Wilds. Which is… so unhelpful because the Hell wilds are nearly infinite. 

Mammon scoops you up bridle style, and then you’re off into the air. Mammon cannot stop smiling, “I haven’t taken anyone here before.” He mainly says this too himself. But looks at you with so much delighted you can’t help but blush. 

This would be a much longer flight if Mammon wasn’t so good at using the air currents to his advantage. Diving to catch the updraft that send you both rocketing through the air. You’re at not risk of danger. Mammon wouldn’t let that happen to you, but it does feel like a roller coaster. When you level out, you’re facing a dark mountain. It cuts into the air with jagged certainty. Mammon lands halfway up its sides. 

“She doesn’t like it when I fly into the nest. So we’ll have to walk to the rest.” If you ask any questions about what is happening. His response is a grin. “You know how Crows and I get along? Well… this is where that started.”

The mountain is only partial rock. The rest is ash, twigs and mud stuck together to keep the mountain from falling apart. Crows and ravens sit perched along the cliff sides. Some crows come flying to the mountain with fresh mud to repair parts of the mountain. The dark birds watch you and Mammon with intense, unrelenting eyes. Mammon smiles to them, and carries on with ease. 

The path winds up to a crack in the side of the mountain. Mammon gestures for you to wait outside while he walks in first. You can hear something massive stir. The rustle of feathers and the scratch of claws against stone. Then Mammon pokes his head out and beckons you in.

Curled within the mountain is a great beast. It’s hard to tell one part from another because she is massive, and her dark feathers blend into each other. Her head is stuffed into the bag Mammon brought. When she sits up, she has a golden cup in her maw. The Crow Drake is stunning and terrifying. Her eyes are molten red, and her teeth cut through the gold. 

The Crow Drake is the matriarch from all the crows and ravens in Hell. When Mammon was young, he fled to this mountain and was given a drake’s comforts. As well as his first crow familiar. 

She reaches up to get a good look at you. Her beak pressing against you. Nudging you around and bringing her eyes right up to yours. Then she sits back and let's out a satisfied sqwaks. Mammon is about to say something when the Crow Drake leans over and picks him up by the collar of his jacket. Mammon is plopped onto her soft back, and she begins preening his hair. Making little noises every once in a while. “I know I used too much conditioner, stop harassing me” Mammon is blushing fiercely. 

Levi

“Gah! Why can’t Lotan be more gentle.” Levi really wants you to meet Lotan, but it’s highly likely that Lotan would try to kill you the moment you met. All the photos of Lotan have been just… blue scales, or a big eyeball. 

But Lotan is one of many Sea serpents. Actually, there are all sorts of magical creatures in the sea, and Levi is going to tell you about All of them. While he tries to figure out how to make sure you can breathe underwater. 

“I am not allowed near the merfolk palace though, so... Can’t take you there.” If pushed on the matter, he will turn red and stammer about how Lotan just wanted a snack. 

He found a spell! He’ll need Solomon’s help, but it should give you 24 hours of breathing underwater. Now it’s time to go into his tank. 

Did you assume that he just had a normal wall sized fish tank? Of course not. The back wall has been turned into a convenient portal to The Ocean. It’s not an earth ocean, and hell doesn’t actually have a lot of clean water. This Ocean is an in between realm that connects to the abstract of earth’s waters, and all the magic that one could possibly find in those depths. 

At first Levi gets distracted showing you all the fish. Look at the coral! And the trigger Fish! Oh, what a pretty anemone. He’s so caught up in showing you around that he’s not even embarrassed to be holding your hand the whole time.

 Levi is such a strong swimmer he barely even notices dragging you along with him. His tail easily propels you both forward, and with great agility he can swim through the coral reefs. Then you hit the edge. Suddenly there is a vast nothing below you. Light fades below. 

Down you go! It would be more unsettling if you didn’t have leviathan right besides you. Who is practically vibrating with his excitement. Underwater Levi looks so much more comfortable. Moving with such ease and without any hesitation.

You can feel the water begin to shift as something Massive approaches. Levi pauses and let's out a trill. Which is met by a deep noise that rattles your bones. 

Red is a hard color to see in the deep ocean. Not enough light in that wave length can reach that far down. So at first it’s just a dark dot in the distances. Then it’s brilliant red head comes surging towards you. The water rushes around as the sea serpent begins to swim in a spiral around you and Leviathan. Leviathan is beaming and spinning around to keep up with the Serpent’s face. Letting out happy trills sporadically. 

Eventually the Sea Serpent settles down and lets its body relax out. The Serpent stretches out so far that it’s back fines look so small. Yet their face is larger than a bus. The Serpent looks at you for a long while, and then it flicks it head upward. Which makes Leviathan blush a vibrant red. 

She approves

Satan

Satan needs two weeks to prepare! But he has an idea. How do you feel about sewers?

“The Devildom aqueducts are actually one of the cleanest places in hell. It’s really an astounding work of engineering-” he goes on for a while about all the intricate workings. Seems there is a lot of plant filtering the waters, as well as creatures that can digest what the plants can’t process. 

Satan gives you one of his books of magic. “I am their friend, but if you want them to accept your presence, it’s best to provide a gift. To show you mean well.” Unlike the others, Satan will give you a heads-up on whom you’re about to meet. Though, he gives the explanation as you’re walking towards the sewer’s entrance. 

“Their name is Elos, and they are one of the oldest chimera’s alive. They were created in less than stellar circumstances, but handled it rather well.” By eating their creator. “Now they used the leftover alchemical equipment to do their own studying, as well as keep the aqueduct ecosystem in balance.”

The entrance looks like any other sewer grate in a city. Satan can easily move the heavy cover off, and watches as you begin to climb down the ladder. Satan closes the cover as he starts his descent. The sewers are Massive. The tunnel is about 20 feet wide and 20 tall. A perfect circle, except for the walk ways going along the side. A sort of seaweed is growing at the bottom of the waterways. Little fish duck in and out of the waving reeds. Further in more plants grow along the side. Some areas have full banks that cover the waterways. You can also see long claw marks running along the sides of the tunnel. As well as the residue of a recent magical explosion. “Hmm, looks like Elos got annoying company.” Satan smirks at the blast marks. 

One of the original designers of the sewers was the grand wizard who made Elos. So there is a laboratory at the dead center of the sewer system. If one were to look at the blueprints, you’d be able to see a magic circle drawn by the tunnels. Well almost one. Those plans were later worked over to fix the functionality of the sewer system for the devildom. Elos didn’t want to do any city wide magic, so they aren’t really upset about it. 

Outside of Elos’s laboratory is a large blue door. Painted on it are bright yellow runes that start to shimmer green as Satan approaches. Satan knocks, and it’s a full three minutes before the sound of the door unlocking. With effort, it swings inwards, and the smell of chemicals and herbs assaults your nostrils. 

Satan goes about the polite introduction. Leading you into the laboratory, but it’s hard to pay attention. There are so many strange machines littered across the room, and Elos themself is a feat to understand. Their face is divided into three parts, one of a bull, one of a woman, and the other of an ape. They have large arms with hands that drag across the floor. Their fingers are thin claws of a bird. Chest comes from some great lizard not from earth. Hide legs appear to be lion like, and its tail is an arched scorpion stinger. Elos looks at you with deep eyes. 

When you present the spell book Satan gave you. Elos sneers at you but takes the book. “A gift provided from someone else is weaker… but will do.” her voice is a dry and raspy. Speaking with vocal cords never crafted for such intricate language. 

Asmodeous

“Want to meet some of the lovelies that help me torment souls?!”  

They’re the creature Asmodeous has easy access to, so I recommend saying yes if you want to go with him

“They’re for a very specific time of person. The sort who think their beauty makes up for all the harm they caused.” A dark look smolders in Asmo’s eyes, but when he looks at you, it softens. Back to his normal bright heart eyes. 

Asmo summons a cab to drive you both to the outskirts of the devildom. To… a ranch? Soft green meadows stretch out as far as you can see. Wooden fences mark the edge of the road. When you look close, you can see sigils carved into the posts. 

Out in the field you can see them. Powerful horses with glimmering spiraled horns. Some are pure white with long wavy mains, but they are as diverse as any herd of horses. 

“My beautiful unicorns,” Asmo leans over the fences to get a better look at them. “You’ll get to have a closer look at those in the stables right now. They won’t be too happy about being locked up, but they’re so wonderful just to look at.”

These unicorns come from more of a… vicious tradition. Their diets are completely carnivorous and with a strong preference for humans. 

While you enter the stables, Asmo explains that these stables are more for necessary check-ups, and not where the unicorns stayed. They had their own dens somewhere in the meadows. Asmo hadn’t cared to find it, but it is out there. 

So the unicorns that are in are here to have a thorough cleaning by one of the stable works. No you cannot help I’m afraid. These Unicorns would not be able to tell you apart from the souls they are encouraged to feast upon. All the other folk who work at the stable are non-human, and they still get bite. What’s worse is when a Unicorn decided to charge. 

To make sure none of that happens, you’ll be safely on the other side of the door. Even though you can’t get close. You still can see the Unicorns very well. They are beautiful creatures. The shortest is still taller than the average horses. With eyes set more forward on their skull, and sharp angular bodies. Their legs are less brittle. With hooves that are divined into three sharp angles. 

While most of the unicorns with in the stable seem antsy to leave. They all give their own greeting to Asmo. A dappled gray is the most affectionate. Letting Asmo pet the sides of their face, and rubbing up against Asmo’s head. It looks at you with curiosity. Sniffs the air and whinnies. “I know,” Asmo coos. “They are very tasty looking, but you can’t have any. I want this human to stick around.” The Unicorn snorts and flicks it tail in annoyance.

Beelzebub

His eyes light up when you ask to meet some magical creatures. “We won’t have to go too far… but we should wait till the house is quiet.” Que Mammon sprinting through the hallways trying to out run Lucifer. “They don’t like the ruckus.”

Beel asks you to meet him in the kitchen once everyone else has gone to their rooms. When you enter you find him setting out a tray with a dish of milk, honey, and some crackers. He then hands you a block of cheese. “Cut up some cubes of this.” and so you do. Beel doesn’t take any food from the tray, but he does rummage in the fridge while you get the cheese ready. 

Once it’s all ready, Beel sets the tray in the middle of the counter. He then pulls out a little golden bell, and rings it.  There is a beat of silence, and then doors you had never seen before open. One door is tucked into the wall trim, another in the backspace, and a third underneath the cabinets. Who comes tumbling out are small fuzzy creatures. They walk on their hind legs, and have large flat faces. Almost like a bat, but their eyes are old and wise. They are dressed in hand stitched clothes made from old table clothes, towels, or other scraps of fabric they could steal without much fuss. 

“Who is this?!” One of them points pocket knife at you. “My friend,” Beel says and when he looks at you he can’t help but smile. “Hmm… did your friend cut this cheese?” Beel nods. “Next time make them smaller. Our children will struggle to hold these.”

These are House Brownies. A type of fae that can be found in most loving homes. They are a people of high standards but with over whelming big hearts. Beel is the main reason the house brownies live within the house of lamentation. No one else remembers to set out food for them. So no one else gets the help of the Brownies. Beel however often finds that his chores have been done for him, and snacks are often left on his bed side table. Small snack since the brownies can’t carry too much, but he deeply appreciates it. 

Brownies are some of the easiest fae to talk with. The worst you can do is hurt their pride, but they are quick to accept earnest apologies. Not the sort of fae who will steal your name and trick you into dancing yourself to death… well… There have been a couple brownies who have done that. But the people were true assholes. 

One of the brownies who is dress in a floral dress comes up to you. They give you a once over, and then start to climb up the back of your shirt. Now on your shoulder, the Brownie sniffs your face and pokes your cheeks. The Brownie’s whiskers tickle, and it’s hard not to react. But their fur is so soft, and they smell like honey and clove. 

“You should have brought this one sooner.” The floral Brownie says in a sing-song voice. “They can bring us human snacks, yes?” “I want a candy!” Another brownie cheers. “Are human homes as noisy as demon homes?” “What is a cat? We hear the mean one speak of them, but never have seen them.” “Is cat friend or foe to the brownie?” Another brownie is now climbing you. This one decided to perch on the top of your head. “Human smells nice. Keep them Beel.”

Belphegor

“Okay, but you’re paying for their snacks.”

Which turned out to be nearly ten pounds of red meat. You’re also the one who has to carry the bag as you walk into the properly sketchy parts of the Devildom city. Belphegor looks as nonchalant as normal. Except for when he needs to glare at any other Demon who might start making eyes at you. 

Now it’s into the dark alleys you go. Winding past business and into tight brick alley ways. The surrounding buildings seem to tower up through the sky. Blocking the darkness above. There is even a hint of sulfur in the air. 

“Alright, set the meat down.” Belphegor stops at the intersection of four alley ways. It makes a small circle in the middle. The ground is dark and stained from years of murk. Moss grows up the walls, and blooms in the cracks. You set the meat down and then back up next to Belphegor. “Are you nervous?” He grins a little and then brings his fingers to his lips and whistles Loud. 

You can hear them running. Many heavy feet charging down the paths. They’re coming from every direction, and now hear their panting breath. Growling and snarls as they try to be the first to reach their meal. 

If you thought earthly wolves are big. You are blown away by the size of hellhounds. They keep their heads low but still stand at least three feet tall. Their teeth are as black as their fur, and they have barbed tails that whip back and forth in a frenzy. The Hell hounds are at first completely distracted by the food left out for them. 

“When they’re not hungry, they’re really sweet.” Belphegor crosses his arms and leans back against the wall. Patiently waiting for the Hell Hounds to calm down. “They’re in the city to hunt down pests. Lucifer see’s them as exterminators,” One of the Hell Hounds now trots over to Belphegor. It rams its head into his stomach, demanding attention. Belphie laughs a little and starts to scratch its ears. Now content that it’s getting love. The Hell Hound eyes you. First a sniff, and then it tries to bite your clothes. “Hey,” Belphie says in a stern voice, and that’s all the Hound needed. You’re not food? Well then you must be friend too. 

The message is spread through the rest of the pack, and soon you are surrounded. The Hell Hounds breath is rancid, and they will not stop trying to give you kisses. 

Two of the hounds manage to get Belphie on the ground, and sit on top of him. Belphie’s face is flushed, and he only tries to get them off half-heartedly. Then accepts their cuddles and closes his eyes. “They’re not allowed in the house. So I come here a lot… you can join me next time if you want.”

A/N: Thank you @squidubus for the great idea of Mama Crow Drake preening Mammon’s hair. I luuuv uuuu

[iceprincessviviane]

Flowers of the peace

Pairing: c!Technoblade x Fem!Nymph!Reader

Type: Romantic/fluff; oneshot.

Warnings: mild swearing, mention of angst and injury and silly jokes created by me.

Summary: Technoblade is travelling to the center of smp to get some buisness done. He met Y/n and finally decided to talk with her about a very important case for him. Including more characters.

Words in red colour are Technoblade's voices.

My first x reader fic, spontaneous one.

Today was a quite warm day even in tundra, small layer of snow was covering the ground and sky was half covered by the clouds, which weren't moving a lot. Around was very quiet despite the time, it was almost noon. Animals were resting or sleeping, deadly hound lied calmly around. It seemed, it was such a lazy day. Technoblade went outside holding small backpack and putting something into it. He tied his hair into small bun, rest of them was falling on his back and he was wearing part of casual armor. Phil seeing that, also went outside.

"Hi mate, where are you going?" He asked curiously with gentle smile.

"I'm heading to main Smp part. I have some buisness to finish with Ranboo. I hope in that time it won't be crowded." He responeded and closed backpack.

They both looked at old Ranboo's home in mountain wall. Actually there still were some basic stuff, active farm and some villagers. Enderman hybrid moved to his and Tubbo's mansion in Snowchester two weeks ago. They kinda missed him, but he promised to visit them a lot of times and even stay for some cold weather and fresh air. Also he was still involved in Syndicate stuff.

"Be careful mate then." Philza said with serious tone.

'We miss Enderboy.' 'Let's do it fast.' 'Who will we meet else?'

Technoblade nodded and took Karl. He put a small backpack near the saddle and check everything. Diamond armor was shinning brightly in the sunlight.

"I will don't worry, I just hope to not meet Tommy..." His eyes narrowed. He still didn't forget and forgive young boy.

"Well just avoid bench area. You are going to meet Ranboo in Snowchester?"

"He said that he will be around Community House or Prime path."

"Tell him my sincere greetings." Phil smile widened.

Technoblade jumped at Karl and waved to his companion. Soon he was headed to main Smp part. Today wasn't the day for using a portals. Beautiful weather was conductive for horse riding. Karl seemed to be happy at sudden trip.

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After a two hours Technoblade reached the Community House. He could go to Snowchester first, but honestly he wanted to avoid that area, which smelled like government. He dismounted Karl and took his bridle. Not a chance leaving his horse alone. Here was much warm then in tundra, not coulds and even wind stopped. Around wasn't even a single soul, so he sighted and started to walking down on Prime path. Karl was complelty calm, so he trusted him, but checked his sword, if he can take it fast. When he got near to Tommy's dirt house, he heard Tommy's loud laughing. After reaching the top of the hill he spotted Bench Trio standing there and chatting. Suddenly three pair of eyes looked at him. There was dead silence. Tubbo moved near to Ranboo when Tommy put a hand on Axe of Peace, which hanged of his bolt. They don't have armour, clearly having a good time in this lazy day. Technoblade nodded to them.

"What are you doing here?" Tommy asked with sharp tone.

Since Dream have been in the prison Smp was more calm, most people was minding their buisness, the biggest war was over and it seemed like everyone sighted with relief. Even now this Eggpire cleaned awful vines. Tommy started building his hotel, none was fighting.

"I came here to finish buisness." Techno responed slowly moving his eyes on Ranboo.

Tall teenager looked at his clock, gave himself a facepalm and sighted.

"Oh I am so sorry, I wasn't watching the time..." He said with embarrassment.

"What the fuck man? What deal did you make with him?" Tommy spoke with anger.

'Why he need to be so loud?' 'Just make it done.' 'Cut him.'

Technoblade moved a little bit closer and Ranboo started to search something in his backpack, mumbled to himself.

"Oh... hi everyone...!"

On the path leading to La'Manhole now was standing Y/n with basket full of field flowers and some saplings of roses, tulips and pansies. Her light dress was waving a little on sudden wind and bright smile caused everyone to smiled back.

"Hi Y/n!" Tubbo said and get closer to look at flowers. "Where did you get them?"

"Filed flowers around the... La'Manburg and saplings are from my own flowerbends. You asked me to bring some to your garden and rooms." She responed slowly.

"Oh yes! We asked Foolish of possible ways to decorate garden and flowers for a bees!" Tubbo said with excitement.

When it comes to the bees, Tubbo could talk over and over. Y/n was patience and describe in details flowers which she brought. Meanwhile Tommy moved his eyes again on Technoblade only to rise eyebrows with surprise. Piglin hybrid was like frozen, carefuly observing Y/n. Teenager lips formed into mischief smile.

"I found it!" Ranboo screamed in victory, holding something like gold in his big hand.

Technoblade snapped back to reality and nodded to Enderboy, to move away. He didn't want rest to know, what about deal is. They moved to bench. Karl snorted a little bit.

"Here it is." Ranboo opened his hand, Totem of Undying was inside. Technoblade smiled and nodded to him with satisfied smile.

"As we agreed emeralds and netherite ingot."

They made an exchange, Technoblade quickly hid Totem in his pocket and Ranboo put stones and ingot inside his backpack.

"Pleasure making buisness with you." Blade said with teasing tone.

"You too and I have more, if you want."

" We will see in the future."

Enderman hybrid moved his eyes on his husband and Y/n, there were still chatting peacefuly. Tommy was listening quietly and seemed that he lost interesting at their deal.

'Finally!' 'Let's go home.' 'Maybe stay for a while...'

"Deal is done?" Tommy asked loudly causing Tubbo and Y/n to look at Technoblade and Ranboo.

"Yes. We are done." Piglin hybrid confirmed in neutral voice.

Ranboo moved closer to group, leaving Technoblade with Karl. They stepped again on path after that.

"I think we can head to Snowchester then. Y/n has everything to make gardening and I am willing to help her!" Tubbo clapped hands.

"Yup. I am going to choose my room finally." Tommy emphasized last word strongly.

"Oh you shloud do the same Y/n. As we promised, you can decorate it as you wish." Ranboo said with warm smile.

Y/n lifted head and her eyes meet Techno's. His cute ears dropped a little, but he moved closer to them. Tommy stepped a little to avoid crash with Karl. Soft smile appeard on Y/n lips.

"Technoblade."

"Y/n."

Bench Trio silenced immediately, they could feel the tension in the air. After La'Manburg destruction Y/n lost her home, actually she was neighbor with Ranboo there, but she managed to build one small house in wild fields full of flowers, which was quite away. The closest things were Kinoko Kingdom and Niki's Underground City. Sometimes she wandered to La'Manber ruins and after that usually hanging up with Tommy. She visited Ranboo couple of times in tundra and even had a small talk with Phil. But when Technoblade showed up... they shared awkward silence and shy glances, which were speaking instead of words.

In his retirement they spent a lot of time together, despite the cold in tundra. Her peacefuly pressence caused voices to melt, only quiet whispers appeard. When she was speaking, they were always silence. Technoblade could listen and observe her for ages. They were so diffrent, but something connected them and attraced them to each other. She was standing with Phil on balcony, holding his hand so hard and tears streaming from her beautiful eyes, when Technoblade have been lead to execution. He later told him that Y/n almost fainted when he survived and escaped. She stayed in threshold, knocking sotfly at cottage doors, same day, late night and silence around. When he opened, he immediately put a finger on her mouth and whispering explained that Tommy somehow escaped exile and was sleeping in cellar. So Y/n said nothing, when Technoblade let her in, just hugged him so tightly and burried her face in his chest. With smelling her scent, he calmed himself and slowly forget about rage and happenings on that day.

But after Doomsday everything changed. Technoblade was busy with revenge, deep inside he didn't want to involved Y/n for her safety... but they moved away from each other. She need to build new house, didn't want to completly leave her friends around. Especially when Tommy and Tubbo found in her big comfort. She visited Tommy in exile couple of times, always bringing warm words and usefull advices. After Discs Finale, when Dream have been put into a prison, they needed her a lot. Tommy would never confessed that he had nightmares about Tubbo's death and himself being trapped in cell. Technoblade was busy with forming Syndicate, spending days on planning, building and searching stuff. He heard from Ranboo how Y/n was doing, but there always weren't time to talk.

And now they were here.

'We miss her angelic voice.' 'Stop staring, do something.' 'Stab Tommy.'

"I really don't want to interrupt this strange moment, but..." He couldn't even end, because Technoblade stepped at his foot. His shoes had small heels and was shod with metal.

Y/n giggled softly breaking eye contact with Technoblade and blushed a little bit.

"Can we talk?" Blade asked with deep voice.

"Of course." She nodded then handed her basket to Tubbo. He immediately straigthed his back, because of this important task. Technoblade gave without hesitation Karl's bridle to Ranboo, which eyes expanded and he grabbed it with his full strenght. When horse would run away... oh boy.

"It looks like we got important tasks." Tubbo said with full serious in his voice.

Ranboo nodded to him, when Tommy literally rolled his eyes.

Technoblade and Y/n moved slowly and silently aside, stepping away from path and walking on grass. She faced the sun, pulling her hair together, it laid freely on her back. Some strands still stayed on her face and Technoblade had to use his all strenght to resist taking them off. He just couldn't. Her scent full of flowers reached his nose, taking deep breath felt like heaven.

"Weather is very good." He started slowly and little unsure.

Y/n turned back to him with shy smile, studing hia posture. "Oh yes, it's warmer this days. My flowers age growing fast and I really enjoy the sun." She glanced at him. " Isn't too hot for you in this cape?"

"Well, I am still living in tundra and come on, style is breathtaking "Technoblade spread a little his arms.

Y/n could easily spotted part of armor on his arms and legs. It wasn't his best one, but he was still prepared for any fight. Yes, he looked very good, handsome. She couldn't help her slighty blushing cheeks.

"Are you moving to the mansion?" Techno finally asked, his voice was dead serious.

Y/n looked directly at his eyes with surprise. She didn't expect such a question. "No, I mean they offered me room, to stay in longer visits or if I would like to have a nap. I really enjoy their company."

He made a step closer and lean down, almost forgot how small she was compared to him. They both felt burning glances of Bench Trio.

"I miss you." He whispered honestly.

'We are missing her voice, scent and pressence.' 'We need her.' "We want her.'

"I... I miss you too." She responded quietly.

Pleased smile crawled at Technoblade's lips. Deep inside he was really happy about that, but didn't want to show it in front of Bench Trio. Y/n looked down with sudden shyness.

He took gently her small, compared to his hand. She squeezed lightly his fingers in response. "Would you like to...?"

"Y/n! We need to go, hurry up!" Tubbo screamed while was holding her basket.

"Yeah come one, we have a lot of stuff to do!" Tommy agreed.

Technoblade sighted after this rude cut, but Y/n shrugged with helplessness and playful smile. She hugged him tightly for goodbye, his second hand rested on her flabby waist.

"Meet me here after sunset." She whispered before letting him go.

He nodded before he let go of her hand. Y/n waved to him and went to Trio Bench. Ranboo gave Techno Karl's bridle. He observed while group was heading to Snowchester, then he jumped at horse and started to moving into tundra's direction.

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Technoblade left Karl in hurry, then almost ran into a cottage. Phil frowned observing this from his window, but then shrugged and went take care of his cases. An hour passed and he heard some suspicious sounds from Techno's home, also him swearing. He decided to see what is going on, so went outside and knocked loudly. His friend opened. "Hi Phil, I'm a little busy right now..."

"What happend mate?" Winged man asked looking inside.

"I need to clean whole area..." He sighted with awkward smile.

"But why?"

Technoblade said nothing, it was a little too early to talk about it. "You... need some help honestly?"

"I will be so greatful!" Techno said and went beck to cleaning. Actually he successfuly tided first floor and kitchen, for now put food into a chest and cups into cupboard.

"Chests in magazine too?" Phil asked looking at his friend with confusion. Technoblade made facepalm. "I completly forgot about them... she would like to have order there!" He dropped everything and went down. His companion rose eyebrows with surprise. She?

}*{

Heading second time to main Smp part was faster and full of unsure feelings for Technoblade. Karl seemed to be happy of another trip. When they again reached top of the hill, she was there. Y/n stood near bench in his old crimson cloak, hemmed by fur, watching the sunset. Slowly crimson glow was turned into grey. Horse snorted and she turned head to greet him with warm smile. Technoblade responded with lazy smile and dismount Karl. Moving slowly to her, spotted that she was holding avaraged size, lether backpack and near the bench was closed chest.

"Hi again." Blade said with smile. "I am little bit late but I hope that you wasn't waiting long."

"I actually just came here. Boys let me left mansion three hours ago." She giggled softly.

"You got your room in mansion?"

"Yes... we decorated it with Ranboo's and Tubbo's furnitures."

"So... you have in this chest more personal stuff to put there?" Technoblade asked taking deep breath.

Y/n ignored the question and smiled softly to him. "What did you want me to ask earlier?"

"Well... I think it doesn't matter now." His shoulder dropped.

She looked directly into his eyes. "It matters, because the answer is yes."

Technoblade moved closer with visible confusion. "What?"

"Yes. I am ready for a trip, I have this cloak if it happen to be very cold and even have gloves in pocket."

He studied her figure quickly, under cloak she was wearing warm, woolen dress, completly diffrent that early, light one. High boots and hair braided tightly.

"No." Technoblade looked at her in disbelief.

Y/n nodded and her smile widened. In a blink of eye piglin hybird hugged her tightly. She rested her head against his chest, feeling heat from his body.

'She is going with us.' 'We can't belive.' 'Hurry up, before someone will show up.'

"Let's go, you have to be tired." Technoblade said after a few minutes. He took her chest and pinned it to saddle, Karl stayed calmly. She pated his neck, smiling softly. Blade mounted horse and offer her his hand to help. She grabbed it strongly and sat down sideways.

"Karl can lifted us both?" She asked unsure.

"He lifted heavier things than you sweetheart, you can belive me, he will be good." Techno smiled, he always was impressed by her caring way.

Y/n hugged his waist and again rested her head against his chest. The trip was quietly, they enjoyed each other pressence, when they reached tundra, night fell and snow started slowly rain. Finally they stopped in front of Technoblade's house. Deadly hound didn't even react to new person nearbay and bears was sleeping peacefuly around. Piglin hybrid first dismounted Karl and help Y/n by grabbing her waist and put her on the ground. She nodded in gratitude and grabbed his hand. He took her chest and they reached the stairs.

"You didn't introduce me new visitor?" Phil's voice caught them near doors. Winged man stood in his threshold with crossed arms and playful smile.

"Hi Phil." Y/n said and blushed hardly.

"Tomorrow my friend. You shloud go to the sleep old man." Technoblade teased him.

"I hope you will be gentelman and offer lady a separate bed." Phil winked to them and then went inside his house. "Goodnight lovebirds."

Blade rolled his eyes and opened doors for Y/n. She went inside and looked around carefuly. Nothing changed at all, but maybe one thing...

"You... cleaned whole house." She giggled softly.

"Oh yes and I even created some spare place in cellar for your flowers." He put her chest on the ground and closed door. Their eyes met. Technoblade quickly had covered the distance between them, then cupped her face and gently pressed their lips together. Y/n breathing quickened, same as his heartbeating. After a kiss, their hands found themselfes, when Techno lean his forehead against her.

"I love you." He whispered softly.

"I love you too." She responded quietly.

'We love her.' 'We are going to take care of her.' 'Never, ever let her go again.'

[findingjoynweirdstuff]

Dream SMP Recap (July 10/2021) - The Beets Episode

Tubbo, Sam and Foolish create a definitely-not-a-cult based around beets for the good of vegans, turning the newly cleared-out area by the Prime Path into one giant stretch of farmland. 

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VOD LINKS:

Awesamdude

Tubbo

Tommyinnit

Captain Puffy

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- While wandering around the server, Tubbo notices that he’s having trouble finding food and decides to create a farm

- He asks Sam for help, and Sam points out the cow farms. Tubbo tells him to think of the vegans. Tubbo suggests beetroots instead

- Foolish arrives, dressed as Mario, and they declare him “Beets Man”

- They turn Hutt’s Pizza into Hutt’s Beetza

- Tubbo reads Connor’s diary

- Tubbo wants to create an empire of beets all the way to the Community House. They shall be the Beets Trio, and after they create the beet farm, they will destroy every other source of food

- Sam learns that Fran has been stolen. Time to blow things up

- They go to Puffy’s temple and blow up her pictures. They debate killing one of the parrots, but instead return to beet farming

- Fundy logs on and they make him a Beets Brother. If he doesn’t join their initiative, it means he hates vegans. Fundy hesitantly agrees to join since he does not hate vegans

- Fundy arrives and is shocked by the amount of beets. He also notices they got rid of the Socializing Club, to which they respond that it is all for the beets

- If someone says they do not like beets, they will cut off their balls. “Anti-Beeters Lose a Ball.” How else will they supply for the war if they don’t have enough beets?

- Some people do hate vegans, so they will be going to war against them. There is already conflict between Toby Carvery and Vegan Pizza

- Fundy starts crying while planting beets

- Sam points out that beets are a very inefficient food source

Tubbo: “Sam, do you want kids when you’re older or am I gonna have to step in here? Like, you know imagine it, you’re in your what -- your fuckin’ thirties and you’re settling down, Sam, and you wanna have kids but then you’re like ‘oh wait! I forgot! I don’t like beetroot so I don’t have any balls!’ So, you know. ‘Cause I will step in. With force.”

Sam: “You’ll step in? With force? Would you say that you mean business almost?”

Tubbo: “No, I don’t mean business. I mean beets.”

- Their political party will be “the Beeties”

- Fundy is horrified to see that he has accidentally harvested a beet that was not ready to be harvested. He continues crying as he plants. If they take breaks, the vegans suffer. As they farm, Sam and Fundy whisper to each other:

Sam: let’s run away

Fundy: but I like vegans

Sam: so do I. They will understand.

Fundy: they want me to harvest the beets. I want them to like me. I like vegans they must like me back. I shall continue

Sam: I shall free you from this one day.

Fundy: plant.. harvest.. repeat.. plant.. harvest.. repeat.. plant.. harvest.. repeat.. plant.. harvest.. repeat.. plant.. harvest.. repeat.. plant.. harvest.. repeat..

Sam: I will take you to a better place.

- Tubbo’s hoe breaks and they mark the block where it happened to remember the history. They decide to halt, finishing Stage 1. Fundy is the Chosen One and will play a key role in Stage 26

- Sam whispers to Fundy that it is time and leads Tubbo and Foolish to the other side of the hill. They admire their work and destroy Tommy’s fence, as it intrudes on the beets

- Tommy logs on. Tubbo tells Sam that Tommy stole his dog

- Sam whispers to Fundy that it’s time and they run. As Tommy comes over, Fundy and Sam run by and hand him steak. Fundy makes it away for now. Sam tells him to be free as he returns to the beet farm

- Tommy sees the beets. He isn’t pleased, and Fundy falls to his death

Tubbo: “Clearly you hate the vegans.”

Tommy: “Of course I hate vegans!”

- Tubbo draws his axe. As Tommy backs away, Tubbo shoots and kills him. Sam immediately starts running to the prison to get the revive book from Dream (but Tommy has already respawned)

- Tubbo tells Tommy that in time, he too will be a fan of the beets

- Fundy returns and they watch as he jumps into one of the beets watering hole before returning to work

- Tommy tells the beets men to get off his land and rebuilds the fence. Fundy comes up to them having stopped working. Sam says Fundy should quit. Fundy starts walking around, planting beets wherever he goes

- Sam wants to go find Fran and no longer wishes to continue with this. Tubbo protests

- They point out that even the bats are harvesting beets. Seeing this, Fundy realizes that if bats harvest beets, then Fundy does not have to harvest beets

Fundy: “FUNDY IS FREE!”

- He jumps from the path and dies

- Tommy has decided he wants to let go of the war items he no longer needs, since the server is peaceful now

- Tubbo tries to convince Sam to stay, offering every belonging he owns

- Sam turns and walks away, leaving Tubbo in anguish

- The rain goes away and Tubbo decides he actually can do it without Sam

- Tommy makes it to Pogtopia and visits the storage vault

- Tubbo and Foolish ponder what to do if not planting beets on the other side of the path...Pumpkins. They decide on pumpkins. Foolish becomes Yoshi

- Tommy reaches Logsted. He wants people in iron armor, not Netherite. He digs a hole with a chest and stores the gear, ending with the Axe of Peace

- Tommy has decided he doesn’t want to keep a stretch of the railway that’s connected to his house, as it reminds him of losing Henry. He gets rid of part of the railway

- Tubbo and Foolish decide to do beets again instead

- Tommy destroys his gravestone in Puffy’s graveyard

- Tommy does some cleaning up of the land

- Meanwhile, Sam successfully finds Fran and goes mining in the Nether

- Tommy goes back to Tubbo and tells him he has learned what a ‘cuck’ is at last. Tommy has also brought seeds and asks for a large portion of the farm to be dedicated to wheat. Tubbo doesn’t approve. They don’t want business, just beets

- Tommy starts running. They try to get Tommy to eat one beet, explaining that they can bypass pregnancy with beets

- Tommy pretends to eat one. He gates off his property and tells them they are now on gated territory

- He notices them return to his property after a bit, chasing a pig named Wiggles. Tommy decides to indoctrinate Wiggles

- Tubbo and Foolish bridge over above the roof of Tommy’s house, outside of the chunk

- Tommy’s landlord is Jesus Christ

- Tommy gets a saddle and puts it on Wiggles. He gets on the pig and logs out. Foolish and Tubbo find out that Wiggles has disappeared

- Sam goes to the prison. He shows a glimpse of the courtyard

- Tubbo and Foolish ask Sam if he ever found Fran. Sam says yes, and Tubbo explains about Tommy taking Wiggles

- Foolish suggests they get Tommy’s family and hold them hostage

- Sam says Tubbo’s dog needs to be put down. They start bickering until the dog gets pushed off the Power Tower and falls to his death

- Tubbo demands Sam be put in the prison. They go to the prison and Tubbo asks to be let in. Sam says Tubbo can only visit the entrance. He tries to bribe Sam and Sam says he’d be willing to do a tour for a shulker box

- Tubbo begs and begs until eventually Sam gives in. Tubbo immediately activates Sam’s stasis chambers and Sam says he’ll kill him...as soon as he mines through the glass with Mining Fatigue. After a minute of mining, Tubbo places concrete as soon as Sam finally breaks one block

- Sam finally gets out and Tubbo reluctantly leaves...and immediately breaks the portal mechanics by spawning a new portal in the entryway

- Tubbo actually leaves, with Sam now having to mine more obsidian

- Puffy is not happy about the new beet farm. Puffy replaces the beets with potatoes and talks with Foolish, who insists on the beets

- Foolish replaces the potatoes with beets, which Puffy destroys and tries to replace with potatoes, and this goes on for a while. Puffy complains that they could have had room for so many cool buildings, but Foolish doesn’t see why one would build instead of having beets

- Puffy tells Foolish he has a choice to make and watches as he eats a steak. She declares it “potato time”

- They wonder about which side Dream would be one. Puffy says that he would likely be more of a potato guy

- Puffy keeps planting potatoes, and Michael logs on as well. Puffy asks him which he prefers, potatoes or beets, and Michael says potatoes

- Michael sees the farm and Puffy explains what happened with L’Targay and the beets farm

- The three of them chat. Dream was sentenced to prison for being a silly goose

- They also talk about shirt-wearing koalas, maid outfits and plenty more and continue to chat for a while

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Upcoming events remain the same.

[fallstreakfeathers]

[More] Obey Me Headcanons

[ I didn’t edit this at all, really, but I have around 30 headcanons so far that I’m using for my fic and would like several backups- so, I’m posting it here.) 

The ‘Devildom’ is a planet that is larger than ours. ‘Hell’ refers to a part of each territory the Avatar’s govern that is reserved for retaining and torturing human souls. These areas are actually quite small compared to the rest of the land. Each environment is unique, with its own native flora, fauna, land formations, climates, and dangers.

The Devildom resides on a tall, mountain-ringed plateau that towers over the lands around it. It is not the tallest point in the demon world.

Demons have elemental affinities that also define certain weaknesses. A demon that’s used to the heat and gasses of flowing magma would have difficulties in the colder parts of the world, or fighting against a demon or creature who uses a lot of freezing attacks.

There are many places in their realm that even Demons refrain from going, or simply cannot. One such area is a vast frozen land in the far northeast that drops to temperatures low enough that even demons that are developed for icy area’s cannot survive without magical assistance. However, this also makes the area a great place for criminals and the exiled to live should they be able to fight the cold. Demons and such that failed to pass the test of the cold are frequently found encased in the tall, pointed ice spires that jut from the ground- trapped in an unending preservation until the end of days.

There’s a massive crater in one part of the world, in the land Mammon governs, that’s referred to as the ‘Fear Pit’. It’s the aftermath of a massive battle between two demons, and the entire area is cursed with illusions that prey on your fears. It gets worse the closer you are to the bottom. Demons occasionally travel to test their own resolve, though few ever make it to the center- usually opting to turn back before their fear drives them mad.

Beelzebub dislikes thunder because it sounds similar to some sounds he heard in the war

Demon’s are immortal only in that time cannot destroy them, They can still die from wounds and even disease.

Not all demons can speak human languages. There’s plenty in the Devildom/Hell who’ve never set foot in the human realm and have never bothered to learn the realms languages.

On that note, there are more than a few specific demonic dialects spoken in the devildom. The Avatars and most high nobility are required to be fluent in the most common 3 demonic languages.

Demons who came to the Devildom by falling from the Celestial Realm are not considered ‘true demons’, and many have challenged the Avatars solely because of their origins

Demons may have pacts with multiple humans. If a demon who has more than one pact is ordered to do something by multiple pact holders, the demon will obey whoever has the strongest bond with them OR the orders will cancel each other out.

Many species found in the Devildom/Hell and the Celestial Realm are not exclusive to one or the other- dragons and unicorns are found in both, for example, but with different traits and personalities. Dragons in the Devildom are ugly things that spit an acidic venom, while those in the Celestial Realm are sleek and able to shoot blasts of fire from their throats. Some creatures remain the same in each realm, but are referred to by different names. Many mythic creatures from every human culture can be found in both the Devildom and Celestial realm

Though their human forms look rather perfect, everyone who fought in the Celestial War bears a great number of physical scars, some of which affect their human guise as well

Belphegor's right eye is completely blind in all his forms. He tends to hide it in his human appearance because it’s sometimes seen as a weakness by other demons who might try to challenge him. He has the most trouble with demon’s attempting to fight him because he’s often seen as the weakest Avatar due to his sleeping habits and general outward appearance. This is, of course, a massive mistake.

Belphegor frequently wraps his tail around himself (like a hug) for comfort- particularly when he’s alone

Belphegor’s horseshoe was broken during a fight with a demon who wanted to challenge his title/status.

Demons don't usually bury their dead because many simply disappear upon death. How they disappear depends on their primary sin (Wrath erupts in a blast of fire)

Leviathan changes the order of the smiley pins on his clothes depending on his mood (green for happy/content, yellow for neutral, red for angry/upset)

Satan dislikes chocolate

Demons are practically infertile. Children born naturally (human standard) are extremely rare. As such, all demon children are cherished and protected by modern demonic societies as a whole, and intending to harm one is punished harshly.

Lucifer may have birthed Satan from rage, but a demon can create another being from any emotion so long as it’s powerful enough (love, envy, etc). This is much more common than the physical way of creating children. The offspring will generally exhibit whatever emotion spawned them and will behave accordingly to whoever the emotion was directed at. After their birth, they grow very fast until they appear 10-15 years old, and their growth slows immensely.

A specific ritual is required for a demon( or angel) and human to crossbreed with each other, as they are completely different species. It would be like trying to cross a dog with a giraffe. These births are always extremely dangerous for the human mother. There are a few exceptions to this, such as Incubi/Succubi but successful crossbreeding is still extremely rare.

The older a demon is, the more horrific their true forms are. Anyone who has existed before the Celestial War is referred to as an ‘Ancient/Old World’ demon. Those born after and those who fell are considered ‘New Age/Modern’ demons. There are a handful of creatures referred to as ‘Primordials’. These beings are neither demons nor angels, but are immensely powerful and are very secretive. Not much is known about any of them, and they rarely show themselves. They also rarely partake in the social/political conflicts of the three realms. They did not have a presence in the Celestial War.

These titles have no bearing on how civilised someone may be.

There are technically four realms known. The Celestial, Devildom, and Human realms are commonly spoken about but the fourth realm is known as ‘Oblivion’ and isn’t so much a world as it is multitudes of platforms floating throughout a nebula. It’s useless overall but is used as a prison and punishment for the worst of demonkind. Few have ever made it out, but those that have come back a blubbering, maddened shell of who they were. Diavolo and Barbatos both are capable of opening a portal to it.

All demons/Fallen have the capability to return to a monstrous form, but Ancient demons have a particularly difficult time making themselves look human again (some Ancient’s are incapable of returning at all). New Age demons are able to transform much more freely, but if the transformation is brought on by strong negative emotion (rage, fear, or a physical reaction such as pain), it takes much longer to change back

The final stage of demonic courtship involves seeing each other's truest self. This display is a form of trust in the highest regard, the goal being total acceptance of each other. It should never be taken lightly. Not every couple goes through this, but those that do form a deeply personal and permanent bond.

A demon in full form is rare outside battle, though some choose to remain in their appearance as a way of showing off.

Some demons (nobility and such) have several forms outside of their human/humanoid guises

Demons are compelled to chew on things. There are several businesses specializing in ‘demon chew toys’. Gnawing on these can release both stress and anxiety and also helps maintain healthy teeth.

Demons shed their horns, scales, teeth and fur, and will often use these shed materials in their own clothing, jewelry, and other such items. Shedding season differs for every demon- it happens to some every half year, year, couple years, or even centuries. Being given an item made from a demon’s shed is considered a personal gift

Demons can tell the basic emotional state of any human they have a pact with. Whether they react to it or care is another story.

Despite the common opinion that the Devildom doesn’t have a sun, the sky brightens every 3 human world days thanks to the passing of a dwarf star. However, it would be a mistake to believe that the demon world is devoid of light without it! There are plenty of natural light sources that provide the lands with a way to see (for those without night vision), such as glowing crystals and mushrooms, magma, etc.

The Devildom’s planet’s core burns hotter than ours, which counteracts how cold it would be otherwise (though it’s still quite chilly in many parts of the planet)

When Diavolo ordered that no human be harmed in the Devildom again, he also banned all media portraying humans as prey. These books, videos, and movies are now sold on the black markets and hoarded by those who disagree with Diavolo