#rain code servant

[teddybearty]

Giving some side characters some love ❤️

[g0nta-g0kuhara]

I went to the UDGxRaincode collab in Tokyo (twice!) I thought I'd share some pictures here.

This super cute sign was outside! Good thing too, the restaurant was a little hard to find. (The only reason I, the ultimate v3 fan, am not going to the v3 event is because I won't be in Japan anymore when it starts). My favourite thing about going to these events is seeing the people who dress up or bring their themed itabags and plushies, and there were quite a few folks doing that here!

The first day I got Komaru+Yuma fries and red meat set, it's hard to see but the bowl had a deep grey-blue cheese sauce which was pretty cool. On the right is the Servant!Komaeda+Hellsmile shortcake, and the drink was Yakou iced coffee. Genuinely really really good!!

I went back again because I messed up buying merch the first time. You could only buy merch when you ordered food, and the waiter would bring it to you as if it was food. It was actually really funny, watching them bring out just tons of packages on a platter for the people around me who were ordering like at LEAST 40 buttons at the same time. I think they were trying to guarantee their favourites and were going to resell the rest, probably at elevated prices...

My limited Japanese did not help me realize this... Aw well, I wasn't too upset to get to go again!

The second time I got the Monaca+Zilch icecream daifuku and matcha swiss roll cake. It was small but really good! The drink was a Nagisa themed "Caramel blue hawaii" which, I dont really know what that means? It was slightly carbonated, and I don't think I could describe the flavour. Despite not really liking carbonated drinks it was pretty good!

The front of the restaurant had a display for all the merch, so I took some pictures to share:

A "Placemat" (poster) and coasters! The placemat came with the meal, the coaster proportional to how much merch you bought.

Standees and buttons! The holographic buttons are rare and random, mixed in with the rest.

The stickerset was the only piece of merch not blindboxed! It comes with one of all of them. And lastly the acrylic cards.

These are the ones I managed to get! I feel super, super lucky, because Yakou is my favourite Raincode character, Jataro is my favourite Warrior of Hope, and Monaca is just really cool. Literally the only thing I would've wanted differently would've been to swap one of my Yakous for a Servant!Komaeda, but because there's one in the sticker set, I'm still super happy with how my luck ended up!!

No spoilers in the tags! I have not finished Raincode or UDG

[negax79]

Oh boy I actually made a third one of these. There's about one of these that has a spoiler in it but it's right at the end. I would have made more but I'm tired and image limits exist.

What I have gathered from doing three of these now is that I need to do more WDO characters, more Seth and Swank, some more Resistance members, and that I tend to use Desuhiko a lot in these despite the fact that Halara and Yomi are my favourites.

[pebbledragon78]

There’s an end in almost everything. Boyfriends, girlfriends, best friends, tendonitis, etc.

But you know who doesn’t have an end? Melami Goldmine. That’s right folks: Melami Goldmine is and always will be forever. Never forget that.

I made some more Rain Code memes for today, and I’m actually proud of how most of these came out. And before people ask: No, I’m not trying to ridicule Halara in any way, since I understand how my memes can be interpreted in that manner. Halara’s also one of my favorites, but damn if they aren’t also memeable (not as much as Desuhiko, but still). And of course, I had to throw Melami in here somewhere, as usual.

That’s all I have to say for now, I think. Take care, everyone! 👋😄

[bluthewind]

Ayo, it's me again.

So, could we get our main chapters exclusive characters art reference please? It could help out several people who may be struggling with drawing them.

Yes, I will only be adding characters who are mostly seen in only one chapter. If anyone would like to see a character not listed here, please ask! This will be multiple parts again, I will put all the single chapter peacekeepers in reblog on their own.

Chapter 1

[askthenocturnaldetectiveagency]

Something tells me Makoto's gunna be scarier now then if Servant had just asked normally

...

Help...

[ghoulcaclulator64]

posting a few more of my finished pathfinder x rain code doodles on here for funsies. this is for two of the ch1 church crew!

first with the nun, who i've decided to give the name sister shizuka (many kanji representations of the name seem to signify silence, so since id want to focus more on her heavy metal interests it makes for good irony) i wanted to do a bit more with her fox ears without making her a kitsune or catfolk or what have you, so for this au the ears actually beling to her familiar! her fox isnt always around, but when it is, its usually sitting comfy under her headdress. she studied a bit at the aetheria academy under its musical tracks but most of the instrument-playing shes learned is completely unrelated to her occult magic. shes still very interested in death metal choir as a genre though, which her access to sonic spells supports well. shes a bit more interested in fulfilling her dreams of becoming a death metal star than following either the metal fox deity or her mysterious patron, but the unknown figure that bestowed her magic is far from everpresent in her life anyways, and her familiar is willing to support her regardless of which path she takes

for the servant, or brother kojiro, i was honestly a little less interested in making him more "medieval fantasy," and more intetested in making his depiction look less like its done in a different artstyle from everyone else while still keeping everything important recognizeable. as to why hes thinking about undertale, video games are listed in his entry and i wanted to carry some of that through into an au where video games obviously dont exist. yes, that does mean im canonizing undertale as a piece of media within the au. its what inspired him to get his current haircut, actually (frisk recieves way more characterization in undertale the book and its theater adaptation, and he relates to their pacifism and their ability to dodge monster bullets with great speed)

[kanai-ward-census]

Happy Birthday, Servant! 7/12

You've been invited to his birthday party!

[srmraincoderoleplay]

(3) ((Oh boy, better be good now. Because of bloody hell I need to complete it

Max was thinking in his mind for awhile before he gotten an idea. Wanting to try out the potion and see what it tastes like, he tapped on the Servant's shoulder. Perhaps an encouragement could help.

"Hey! Remember how main characters are courageous and brave, like ones from video games and movies right? I thought, maybe if your uncertain if this potion would work or not, I could take your place and do the signing the contract instead, in a way I drink it! So, what do you think? After all, strength to stand up yourself can come from the heart of knowing what is right, and what is wrong."

"But if your ever feeling down or helpless, these could cheer you up!"

He then took out from his hat, support cards with words like: 'You can do it!' and 'Believe in yourself.' Even a support card for 'Keep on walking the right path, to the right future.', including with 'Courage comes from the heart, so be the Heart of Gold.'

"Aren't they cool? My friend thought of making these for me! Besides, they said their much cheaper and helpful than potions or even other rich things that your not capable of buying!"

But this is real life, not a game or anime

But inner strength is important

You think I was always this tough? Think again

I only became strong because I had the courage to do something about all the shit thrown at me

So even if you're physically strong, it'll mean nothing of your heart ain't

I... I understand

Wizard: Unfortunately it looks like the contract could not be made. Farewell gentlemen

Hey! Get your ass out here

The wizard is already gone

Quest successful

[ckret2]

A leaked list of some of the exciting upcoming content from The Book of Bill:

The pyramids of Giza ranked from most to least sexy.

Winning lottery numbers. He does not say which game they're for.

Three pages of Bill practicing blackletter calligraphy so that he can write the fancy-looking "The Book of Bill" on the cover. (Meant to tear those pages out before submitting book to publisher.)

A section where he implies that all your headcanons about him are stupid. Yes, your headcanons specifically. If you compare your copy of the book to a friend's, these sections will have different text. He insults all headcanons equally, even the ones that contradict each other.

A long, rambling story about a funny thing that he saw at a party in the Nightmare Realm, but he keeps getting distracted gossiping about the embarrassing love affairs and crimes against reality the partygoers have committed. Not a single one of these characters has ever been mentioned before or ever will be again. He gets so distracted he never finishes the original funny story. He was clearly drunk when he wrote this section.

A pet care sheet on how to keep a pet axolotl. All of the information is extremely wrong.

Some of the other dimensions he's tried and failed to conquer. He keeps insisting that all the failures were somebody else's fault. It's extremely obvious that they're his fault.

A photograph of a vivisected elephant, for some reason.

A phone number written on a cocktail napkin that Bill insists would be really funny for all the readers to prank call. It leads to the desk phone of the director of the CIA. 

Bill claims he definitely totally knew that Stan was disguised as Ford the whole time, he only played along to trick the Pines back, and then he quickly changes the topic.

A page of Bill's original poetry. It's all unintelligible symbols. It will take 27 years for somebody to crack the code. They're all gory but juvenile limericks.

A cocktail recipe. It will kill you.

Bill's original version of the portal blueprints that he copied to give Ford, with Bill's handwritten annotations. One part of the blueprints is labeled "component that will accidentally destroy the universe. REMEMBER NOT TO INCLUDE THIS COMPONENT IN SIXER'S COPY!!" He underlined this twice. If this page is compared to the portal blueprints in Journal 3, it's clear that Bill included that component in Ford's copy.

A personality quiz to help you meet your ideal sleep paralysis demon.

Bill's baby pictures. He looks exactly the same, except his bow tie and top hat are too big.

Bill reveals that he thought the llama symbol on the zodiac wheel referred to that farmer guy on the edge of town, and he was super confused to see Pacifica there.

Multiple pages scattered through the book about Bill's amazing powers, his brilliant and fun plans for our dimension, and all the cool favors he's willing and able to do for his friends and followers. All these pages end with a passive-aggressive aside about how somebody would have to be REALLY stupid to turn down an invitation to join Bill's crew, Stanford Pines—

A page labeled "My loyal servants and slaves!" filled with several hideous, oozing, nightmare-inducing Lovecraftian monsters, and one Mickey Mouse.

A self-portrait depicting Bill riding a rocket ship playing an electric guitar while rainbow lightning flashes all around him and money rains down from the sky.

A cynical, sneering tirade about how love is evolution's idiotic way of tricking primitive species into reproducing and how only simple-minded mortals who can't separate their true thoughts from their hormones fall for it. In the margins he's drawn a heart around the words "Bill Cipher +" a scribbled-out blot. The blot is completely unreadable. Despite this, the fandom will spend years debating the name underneath based on the size of the blot.

Extremely stupid "explanations" about various unsolved mysteries and crimes. In six years the world will discover one of them is accidentally correct and Alex Hirsch will get investigated by the FBI.

The book will be divided into four sections. Each section will begin with a big illuminated letter. In order, the four illuminated letters spell "F" "U" "C" "K".

[somepsychopomp]

sorry if it's a bit too much, but can we get a sneak peak to the nosferatu au?

It's not too much but I don't think I could give another peak after this because i literally don't have any more writing drafted yet, I'm still working on my outline lol

For reference, I started my nosferatu AU with this post, and everything below the cut takes place immediately after!

And for anyone who wants context to this AU: This is a very loose adaptation of Eggers' Nosferatu. Basically, the gods are much more monstrous creatures & more eldritch coded than canon, and they do consume humans as prey. Poseidon was a slumbering Cthulhu-esque being before being awoken by Ody's prayers as a child.

Word count: Approx. 1.5k

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For the next three years, Odysseus’ sleep was plagued by nightmares and oddities. 

Some nights, his body pulled itself out of bed and wandered the halls, attempting to find any door or window that would lead to the sea. On such occasions, a guard or servant would find the young prince swaying where he stood, responding to no voice or touch. Sometimes, some poor soul would have to run all the way down to the water, regardless of the night’s chill or the falling rain, to keep Odysseus from being taken by the tide. The best the house could do was return him to his room, ensuring the window shutters were latched and the door was locked. 

But it happened often enough that Laertes and Anticlea soon grew paranoid and sleepless themselves, afraid that one day, they might wake up to find their son missing forever. The king commanded a metalsmith to create a long chain and a shackle suitable for a child, with which he used to keep Odysseus from wandering too far from his bed. The shackle was at least heavily padded by a thick leather hide to make it as comfortable as possible, and it did its job in keeping the boy confined to his room. 

Other nights, Odysseus screamed as if he were being assailed by the Erinyes themselves. Guards would flood the room, or sometimes his parents, only to find a horrific sight before them: the crown prince contorted into painful shapes, his limbs splayed as he snapped his jaws and gasped for air, his eyes rolled back in his skull. Odysseus in this state would often throw himself from the bed and slam his limbs or head against the floor if no one stopped him in time. 

He would wail in his sleep as well, crying out and begging for whatever was attacking him, whether it be a spectre or something else, to stop. While the guards and Laertes used force to pin the prince down, Odysseus still easily hurt himself as he thrashed in their hold. 

No prayer or remedy could save him, not even giving the prince diluted wine before bed in the hope that it would induce deeper sleep. 

It was Anticlea who decided she would rather be the one harmed than her son. On the nights she woke up to his terrified cries, she would race her husband and guards to Odysseus’ room and hold him loose in her grasp. Though his knobby elbows would jab her ribs and even her face, she cradled her child as if he were still a babe. Even as Odysseus thrashed and his head sometimes slammed into her chin or nose, she only continued to hush him for however long it took for Odysseus’ terrors to cease. 

A few times, she even coaxed him into waking up. Flooded with relief, she would ask her poor boy what he was dreaming of to inspire such terror. The response never changed. 

There would be a dark shadow always lurking right behind him, sometimes even chasing him out of their own home. Anticlea would coo and caress Odysseus’ face as he cried in her arms, assuring him that it was only a bad dream.

While her own pain was her last concern, Laertes could not stand to see his wife looking so beaten after the long nights she spent holding their child. 

Though it broke his heart, Laertes decided that the chain was no longer a suitable strategy, though it did keep Odysseus from wandering. Instead, he ordered for two shorter ropes to be tethered to Odysseus’ bed. These ones terminated in cuffs used to bind his child’s wrists. This way, Odysseus could not fall off the bed and his movements were far more restricted. 

“Forgive me, my son.” Laertes said, willing his hands to not tremble as he bound his own firstborn child as if Odysseus was a criminal or slave. “I only do this because I love you.”

Odysseus, the poor thing, said nothing as his father restrained him. There was a small bronze bell mounted to the wall, low enough that he would be able to reach it even with his limited mobility. The bell was in case he needed help, as there was now a guard posted outside his bedroom at all hours of the night. That was, if he needed help beyond his screaming. 

At least his young sister was kept far from his room and was blissfully ignorant to his cries. 

And yet, there were other nights even stranger than these, rarer than Odysseus’ attempts to walk or scream in his sleep, but frequent enough to deepen his family’s concern. 

Some nights, Odysseus slept without making a sound. But in the morning, no one would be able to wake him. His father could try shaking him, his mother could try singing to him. All the windows could be opened up to let the sunlight in and Ctimene could crawl all over her elder brother, but Odysseus would not wake. 

At first, his parents feared that too much strong wine was inducing this peculiar state, but nights like these happened with or without the drink. Odysseus simply slept as if entranced, though his eyes would dart back and forth beneath their lids. 

He was not ill, but his body would refuse to awaken. Sometimes, it would take only a few hours for him to stir and ring the bell to be let free of his bindings. Other times, Odysseus would sleep through the morning and into the afternoon, even going as far as to slumber through the next night until he jerked awake on his own accord. 

Very rarely, he would sleep for days. 

He would accept no drink, coughing it up in his sleep even as his mother used the smallest trickle of water in the attempts to sustain him. The boy would merely waste away in bed, doing nothing but dreaming until whatever took hold of him released its grasp. 

Odysseus would be ravenous and parched upon waking up and his family would be more than happy to see him eat. His mother would have the servants prepare food all day long, fearful of the way her son’s bones were starting to show through his skin. His protruding ribs spoke of a malnourished, neglected child and Anticlea feared Odysseus would grow ill or even perish without intervention. Even if he claimed he was no longer hungry, she would have him eat as much as possible after one of his sleeping spells, fearing that the next could come as soon as the next night. 

Rarest of all, however, were the nights Odysseus laid down to sleep and woke up in the morning. No screaming, no nightmares, no walking, and no thrashing. He would sleep like an ordinary boy and rise shortly after dawn to go play with his sister or his father’s dogs. Those were the best days for everyone in the house, but not even these moments were truly safe. 

There were occasions scattered throughout the three years of hardship when Odysseus would wake up from one of his nights of contortion, attempted somnambulance, screaming, or a perfectly peaceful slumber to find a gift waiting for him. It didn’t matter if he was tethered to his bed or tied to it, or if he slept in one place for days on end, or if nothing unusual happened at all. There were simply some mornings when Odysseus would wake up to find sand on his feet and a gift in his palm.

Sometimes, it was a tarnished silver coin, as if the thing had spent a while in the sea. But it would be heavy and stamped with sigils he either didn’t recognize or were too faded to see clearly. On other occasions, Odysseus would wake to find himself with such trinkets as a corroded golden brooch or an abalone-inlaid comb.

There was no pattern to his gifts. They didn’t correlate to the phases of the moon, the tides, or seasons. The time between gifts could be months. It could be weeks. Or it could be days. 

They simply appeared whenever they wanted to. But the most frequent gift of his, the one token he found in his palm more often than any other, would be a pearl. Each the size of his thumb’s nail, if not even larger. 

In three years, Odysseus collected four white pearls, five blue, and one or two in shades of brown, maroon, and green. 

Along with more than one dozen black pearls. Impossibly large, rivaling the size of coins, with perfectly round surfaces, not a blemish in sight, and always cold to the touch.

His mother could take away his other trinkets, hiding them away wherever she pleased, but the pearls always had a habit of reappearing under Odysseus’ pillow the morning after they were confiscated. Thus, they were kept in a small box underneath the prince’s bed. 

Anticlea and Laertes knew exactly what all of their child’s nightmares and gifts meant. They could try to deny it, or stall as long as possible, and even lie to their poor boy to maintain what happiness he still had as a child, but they knew the truth. 

Odysseus was being coveted by a god and made the victim of their courting.

[teddybearty]

Soft servant boi ❤️

[xaviersplvshiek1ller]

The Prophecy of Freedom

PAIRING. Duke of the north!Eren x reincarnated villainess fem!reader

LENGTH. 2.1k

GENRE. Angst, Fluff maybe NSFW

CONTENT. Mistreatment, Death, Parental Death, Arranged Marriage,

SYPNOSIS. basic reincarnated villainess manhwa fic but aot (and low-key crack) coded

Masterlist

CRASH*

“OH MY GOD”

“SOMEBODY PLEASE HELP, SHE NEEDS AN AMBULANCE.”

Truck-kun couldn’t have hit you at a higher speed if it wanted to. It was a chilly autumn day, and it had just rained, so the road was slippery. The surgeons tried their best to patch you back up, but it was all for naught. Maybe you shouldn’t have been reading the last chapter of your favorite novel, Attack on Solara, while crossing the road, or maybe this was fate.

“I just don’t understand why WE need to do this; she’s been in a coma for the last 3 months; it’s obvious it’s over for her.”

“Right! She and WE at this point need to be brought out of our misery.”

“And it’s not like the Lord has any affection for her; he only wants to use her to...”

“Ugh, my head.”

“CALL FOR LORD LOVOF, THE LADY L/N IS UP”

The pounding in your head only gets worse as a commotion seems to take place around you. Lady? Lovof? Where have I heard that name before?. The door flies open, and suddenly it’s quiet again. You struggle to open your eyes, but the light is too bright for your crusty eyes. “Ugh.” You try to speak more, but your throat is parched and raw from however long you’ve been in this state. Somebody grabs your hand in a loving grip.

“Don’t try to speak. WHERE IS THE PHYSICIAN?” 

“He’s on his way, my lord.”

“GET HIM HERE QUICKER OR YOU’RE ALL DONE.”

“Yes, my Lord.”

Footsteps tap on the wooden flooring as they’re rapidly approaching. “I’m here, my lord!” an old-sounding man voices. The grip, which is starting to feel less loving and more tight, finally lets up. “Ugh, finally, I don’t pay you to mess around; fix her!”.

The doctor scratches at his head as he looks at your pitiful, weak form, obviously malnourished and not taken care of. He clears his throat...

“My Lord, I need to evaluate her motor responses and other vitals.” All the peering servants scatter, but Marquess Lovof just raises one of his thin eyebrows, “So?”.

The doctor tried his best to show an appeasing smile. “My Lord, for some of these tests, the lady would have to get indecent, and I wouldn’t dare to expose a man of your grandeur to that.”

Marquess Lovof smirked at that, knowing that if you recovered, his scheme could still go on as planned. “Well, I guess you’re right.” After the door finally closed, the doctor could finally get to work examining your state.

You feel hands on your body as he checks your bodily state. He pulls back your eyelid,“ eyes responsive, and checks your reflexes. "Your reflexes are good." After some more tests, he wipes you down a little bit and slowly feeds you a recovery broth: “Don’t worry, you’ll recover just fine after some rest.” After he left, it was fairly quiet, so you slowly slipped back into sleep.

2 weeks later

The recovery process was very hard, but with the help of the doctor you now know as Dr. Reeves, you got through it. You’ve had 2 weeks to realize your new normal, but it still wasn’t enough because you’re supposed to be, well, dead. And you’re somehow a character in Attack on Solara. But not just any character; you’re one of the villainesses. And not just any villainess, either. You have somehow fallen into the place of—what was her original name?  Anyway, if your calculations are correct, you’ve switched places with the one who doesn’t get a character development arc and DIES a very painful death at the hands of the male lead because she, in a desperate attempt to win his love and attention, tries to poison Solara, the beholder of his affections and female lead of this story.

Unfortunately, the story seems to be going exactly as written. And even more unfortunately, you keep forgetting more and more of the story and trying too hard to remember it, which gives you a splitting headache. You sigh as you think of a way to escape your fate when a servant from the main house bursts into your room. 

“Lord Lovof demands your presence.” The servant turns his nose up at you, clearly not happy that he’s been tasked with coming all the way out to the glorified hut at the back of the estate the villainess has been residing in ever since her parents, the rich baron and baroness L/n, died in a tragic carriage accident when she was 8, and Lord Lovof, the only distant family member alive, had taken her and mostly the money her parents left behind. 

Being a distant family did nothing to make Lovof or the rest of the family treat her any better, as her parents were only Count and Countess, and a family of such prestige as them should never have to affiliate with a low-born being such as her. Rolling your eyes at both the thought and the fact that the servant was impatiently waiting as you used all of your strength to get up since you were still very weak.      

Even though the servant was getting increasingly irritated by your speed, he still didn’t dare say a word because it was well known around the palace that the villainess could fly into fits of rage that harmed everybody around her at the slightest negative emotion. You, of course, are not the same person, but luckily he didn’t know that.

You hobble at snail speed towards the estate. Finally arriving, your legs tremble from the strain as you stand in front of the noble family in a haggard state with your hair in a tangled mess and clothes that are clearly not even 2nd hand with holes and patches in it. You actually feel very embarrassed and alone standing like this in front of people who clearly have been doing good with the wealth your parents death provided, seeing as they get monthly checks out of your inheritance until you get married. That’s when your estate gets transferred to your husband’s possession. 

‘What a sad existence,’ you thought as you finally decided to look up and face them.

“Girl, it’s finally time for you to pay us back after all the hard work we have put into raising you.”

‘Hard work?’ You gripped the bottom of your tattered dress hard to hold back on saying something you were sure to regret.

“You have been promised to Duke Yeager and are moving to the north in two days and are to get married in a week. Aren’t you elated?” Lovof sneers at you as he runs a hand through his very receding hair.

“Why?” Of course you know why, but you just wanted him to say it with his own words.

“Why?! Nobody wants to marry the Duke because every person who even gets engaged to him mysteriously dies on their wedding day, and since you’re technically our adopted daughter and you aren’t hideous, this is the PERFECT opportunity to help the family.”

The confirmation of what you already knew sucked all the defiant energy you had saved up in those two weeks out of you as a lone tear fell from your eyes, and you accepted your certain death. In your old life, hearing you could marry Eren Yeager would have elated you, as he was your favorite character ever, and you felt so deeply for him, his story, and his character development, but actually experiencing something is very different from imagining it.

The marchioness finally speaks up. “Girl, don’t cry when you move to the north; it won’t look good for the family, especially since you shouldn’t even be crying in the first place. This is the best opportunity you will ever get in your insignificant life.”

They all start snickering because they know the moment Duke Yeager kills you. All the money left to you will immediately go into their possession in one big swoop. Not to mention if you somehow manage to hold on until after your wedding is consummated, their social standing will rise significantly, or so they think.

What they do not know but you vaguely remember is that titans will soon ambush and kill everyone in and around the estate because of their greed. The taxes they used on luxury instead of strengthening the borders in case of titans because titans were a very rare appearance in this part of the west thanks to the repelling powers of the royal castle, which was relatively close to the marquess’s territory, were the case.

You contemplated telling them, but you saw how quick they were to sell you for their own gain, and even if you told them you weren’t sure they would believe you or if it would even change anything. You just held your tongue as they blabbered on about what they would buy with your inheritance and waved you off.

Two days passed way too quickly, but considering you slept through the first because you were so depressed because of the thought of dying again and in an attempt to gather some energy for the treacherous journey you were sure to make.

The other day was spent getting groomed and pruned by unwilling maids so you didn’t arrive looking like an absolute mess. They even forced you to eat dinner with them both nights and gave you two semi-old hand-me-down dresses from the marchioness, which were a million times better than the rag you had been wearing since you got reincarnated to this wretched place. It also felt really nice to finally feel your scalp breathe again and to be dirt-free.

You looked up from outside the estate and saw Lovof looking outside, smiling from ear to ear at the window, not even having the decency to bid you farewell outside, which killed your last ability to feel pity for the gruesome way he is going to meet his end, as he was sending you to a fate very much alike with no remorse. 

Your heart drops as a black carriage pulls up in front of you with the Wings of Freedom insignia on it, signifying it belongs to the Yeager family. At least 6 knights were accompanying it. Which came as a surprise to you, as from what you remember, Eren Yeager didn’t care about any of his tragic fiancés. 

“May I have your bag, Lady L/n?”

You scoff and hand him your gunny bag filled with the whopping content of all your belongings, which consists of the other new dress and a heirloom you didn’t feel right leaving behind even though it doesn’t hold any significant meaning to you.

The knight looks at you, the raggedy bag, and then at you again. “Are the rest of your belongings still being brought by the servants, my lady?”

“Nope, that’s it I fear” you cross your arms while you actually feel embarrassment which turned into compassion for the original villainess, you have only had to live like this for about two weeks while she lived feeling this worthless right until the very end.

“Please forgive me for my mistake lady L/n” The knight looks at you with pity in his eyes which actually uplifts your spirit as you believe there are at least a few people with compassion in this world.

He opens the carriage door for you and the impending doom feeling tenfolds as he reaches his hand out to help you step up.

You still feel a glare in your back and turn around just as you are about to fully step in. You see the Lovof still sneering at you but now joined by miss Lovof. In a moment of impulsivity you put up both your middle fingers at them and enjoy the puzzled looks they’re giving you as you turn around and step into the carriage.

“Nope, that’s it, I fear.” You cross your arms while you actually feel embarrassment, which turned into compassion for the original villainess. You have only had to live like this for about two weeks while she lived feeling this worthless right until the very end.

“Please forgive me for my mistake, Lady L/n.” The knight looks at you with pity in his eyes, which actually uplifts your spirit as you believe there are at least a few people with compassion in this world.

He opens the carriage door for you, and the impending doom feeling is tenfold as he reaches his hand out to help you step up.

You still feel a glare in your back and turn around just as you are about to fully step in. You see the Lovofs still sneering at you but now joined by Miss Lovof. In a moment of impulsivity, you put up both your middle fingers at them and enjoy the puzzled looks they’re giving you as you turn around and step into the carriage.

[moononmyfloor]

Riverside Code at Qingming Festival (清明上河图密码) : Miscellaneous

Qingming Festival Customs

The 5th Solar Term in Spring, one of the 24 Solar Terms. In the Song Dynasty, Qingming was the 3rd day of the Cold Food Festival. Gradually it formed into a festival itself and gained popularity. It's comprised of Cold Food Festival, Drinking New Wine and Tomb Sweeping.

The Zitui Swallow

Made of dough in the shape of a swallow with small dates inside, and strung up with willow branches. It's said to be in memory of the loyal minister Jie Zitui.

Cold Food

In the Song Dynasty, the 105th day after Winter Solstice was called the Great Cold Food Festival, and the 3rd day afterwards was Qingming. Therefore people don't cook during Qingming and eat cold food instead.

Advertising for New Wine

All wine sellers start brewing wine before Qingming. During Qingming, each store brings wine samples to the provincial government and get evaluated. Each store will advertise by performing music and hanging flags.

Going on Outings

There were not so many taboos about Qingming in the past. The ancients did their best to celebrate the festivals with whatever they had. They would bring food and drinks and go on picnics!

Tomb Sweeping

Cleaning the tombs of your relatives and loved people, adding new soil and burning paper money in front of them is the most important part of Qingming. From Royal Family members to palace servants to ordinary people, everyone offer sacrifices to their ancestors on this day.

Planting Willows

There's an old saying that goes; "When willow branches are green, it'll rain, when willow branches are dry, the sky will be sunny." Therefore, planting willow branches in front of your door during the Qingming festival can predict the weather and is also said to have the effect of warding off evil spirits. This custom is also depicted in the titular painting Riverside Scene by Qingming Festival.

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Various Professions in Song Dynasty

Roadside Litigator- Zhao Buyou

Enabled bringing law and justice to commonfolk, by being hired legal advisors and agents. They would draft important documents, collect evidence and help suing and defense and provide consultations for public. Character design video.

Independent Business Owners- Wen Yue

In the show, Wen Yue has an oil paper umbrella shop, now one of the intangible cultural heritages of China. She's been caught in rain once hence she chose this line of work. The main person in charge of the store is equivalent to a modern shop owner or manager. They themselves were responsible for quality control, sales strategy, overall performance of the establishment and everything in between.

Retired Cadres- Zhao Li

Among these people were sometimes great talents, royal officials and ex-influential figures, now laying low and enjoying the romantic countryside. Their only responsibility now was to maintain the harmony of their family and savor their leisure time with food, poetry, music and philosophy discussions.

Kaifeng Prefecture's Chief Inspector- Gu Zhen

Equal to patrol police today, they were responsible for upholding righteousness and bringing justice for civilians. Kaifeng was the capital of Song, and this unit was part of the local administrative and military system. They maintained the capital's peace and security and conducted crime investigations and saw to other emergencies.

Kaifeng Prefecture's Police Officers- Wan Fu

Mainly responsible for carrying out punishments and in-situ judgements for minor cases, information gathering and assisting the Chief Inspector.

Painters of the Imperial Academy - Zhang Zeduan

The Eagle Eye of the Song Dynasty, was an amazing city observer and a people-watcher. The man behind "Along the River During the Qingming Festival", a master of details, drew the prosperous cityscape. His other responsibilities were to create paintings needed for the palace, including portraits of emperors and nobles, scenes of court life, historical events etc.

Carpenters and Craftsmen- Zhao Mo'er

Lu Ban was a master architect in Chinese history, famous for his handcrafts, said to be capable of making everything out of anything. Apprentices with potential are personally guided by a master, hoping to promote and pass on the skills as much as possible.

Coroners and Forensic Officers- Zhao Baner/Yao He

They fight for the rights of both the living, and the dead, and worked in the judicial system of the Song Dynasty. Their duties were to examine the corpse, determine the cause of death, type of murder weapon, time of death, etc., provide clues for solving the case, write autopsy reports, and provide basis for judicial trials.

Tabloid Reporter- Song Qiyu

Hot blooded youth often worked in this arena, newspapers were popular among Song Dynasty people and were published and sold in bulk. The journalists would collect news materials by walking in the streets and alleys, seeking information and providing commentary on social issues and fairness across all classes and dynamics.

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Riverside Code at Qingming Festival ( 清明上河图密码 ) : Qīngmíng shànghé tú mìmǎ Cultural Meta Masterpost

[shadow-laviko]

Thing no one asked about

I've been thinking a lot today

And I want to give my opinion about what I think Rain Code characters smell like

(Also interested in hearing what you guys think)

Spoilers for chapter 0... and maybe chapter 5 actually

Bonus point : I tend to mistake scent and smell, so, might use both, sorry in advance

So,

Yuma : Smells like the plastic of rainboots/rain coat + faint flowery smell of the likes of roses (no specific one) or lavender

Shinigami : Smells like dusty feathers and strawberry candies, or something sweet maybe vanilla too

Aide (Fake Zilch) : While impersonating Zilch : Cologne and some faint blend of animal smells (like rodents, cat litter or dogs... maybe especially rodents). While himself : maybe cologne, and a faint smell of blood and gun powder (maybe also dirt but hmm not sure about this one)

Melami : Makeup and luxury perfumes

Pucci : Laudry mostly

Aphex : Either cologne or strong deodorant for men + faint scent of sweat

Zange : Paper/ink, and cigar and cologne

Swank : Cigar and I can't think of anything else

Yakou : Cigarettes of course, and maybe some food smell of some kind + some kind of sea smelling shampoo/shower gel

Halara : Rain coat/rain boots and maybe some catnip to attract cats + maybe sakura blossom shower gel

Fubuki : Pink rose and some type of wood like pine maybe... or cinnamon

Vivia : Ashes/dust and books/papers

Desuhiko : Depending of whether he's on a case or not. If on a case : a blend of laundry, makeup, perfume and cologne. If not on a case... Some neutral deodorant and that specific smell from clothes you wear often. You know the one? It's not stinky, it just has a distinct scent, even when clean

Priest : Wax and something else like maybe... I don't know, something strong but not agressive

The other 3 from chapter 1 (not counting the boy and his dad) : Idk. Maybe cookies or apple pie for the Servant

Seth : Dirt and a blend of flowers like daisies or something (lilac?)... Maybe daisies and lemon actually

Martina : I don't really know, perfume and something else?

Yomi : Cedar wood and leather (maybe cologne too)

Kurumi : Laundry and either vanilla or orange blossom water

The other Aetheria girls : I don't really know, I feel like Waruna would smell like a specific shampoo, (but I can’t figure out which one), maybe makeup for Yoshiko and pomegranate shower gel for Kurane

Shachi : Sweat and idk, maybe coffee, or motor oil

Ikari : The specific smell of swimming cap and stagnating water

Servan : Same as Desuhiko, the smell of clothes you wear often

Margulaw : Old wooden furnitures/antiquities + that old people smell

Iruka : Salt (for some fucking reason ???) and gunpowder or motor oil

Guillaume : Bubblegum and books/papers/cards, and rainboots/ rain coat

Dominic : Hard to explain and can be different for everyone, but, I'd say he smells like that old plushie you've had since your childhood

Fink : no idea

Huesca : Similar to the smell there is at an hospital/at the doctor

Akira (The robot guy) : The smell of a tech shop / of... you know when you open a box with your new TV/computer/phone/console/electronic device? Well, that one. And maybe tea of some kind

The Ramen Stand Owner : Well, ramen (I know there are different kinds, so like, either a blend of many kinds, or just the most basic one)

Makoto : Lavender for sure, and enigma. I don't know how to describe it, but an enigma/mystery has some kind of smell (not the words, the idea/phenomenon in itself). Or maybe it's like the mood an enigma sets, which somehow kinda transposes into a scent? Idk how to describe it... + maybe some conditioner

The previous Amaterasu CEO : Idk, rich man something, like whisky or tobacco or cologne, idk, the kind of things tou think about when you picture a CEO in your mind

Did I forget anyone? I don't know

[elina-sakura]

Rain Code: Spin The Wheel

So a while ago, I did a Spin the Wheel concept of my own with the Rain Code cast that appeared in the main game. And it turned out interesting, so I’ve decided to post my results, along with some ramblings about the said results. Spoilers for Rain Code.

Protagonist: Fubuki Clockford

Support (Shinigami): Kurumi Wendy

Support (Informant): Dr. Huesca

Chapter 0 Cast

Yakou Furio

Zange Eraser

Waruna (hitwoman)

Yuma Kokohead

Pucci Lavmin

Nocturnal Detective Agency

Chief Kurane

Makoto Kagutsuchi

Iruka

Guillaume Hall

Halara Nightmare

Peacekeepers

Director Margulaw

Vice Director Yomi Hellsmile

Shinigami (Chapter 0)

Zilch Alexander (Chapter 1)

Karen (Intern)

Aphex Logan

Chapter 1 Cast

The Priest

Melami Goldmine

Seth Burroughs (The Nail Man)

The Nun (The Copycat)

Chapter 2 Cast

Martina Electro

The Servant (Victim)

Icardi

The Worshipper

Chapter 3 Cast

Shachi

Dominic Fulltank

Servan

Yoshiko (Murderer)

Swank Catsonell (Victim)

Chapter 4 Victim

Desuhiko Thunderbolt

Vivia Twilight (motivator for murder/died from Amaterasu/Peacekeepers)

!!Rambling Time!!

I’m happy one of the NDA is the protagonist, and it’s Fubuki! And her Shinigami is Kurumi, so it’s an adorable, wholesome girl squad! We can even get fun RPG references, and Kurumi can do wholesome games for clues. But also moral conflict because neither would be up for murdering, and Fubuki feeling guilty for relying on Kurumi to solve the mysteries in exchange of the culprits’ souls.

With how the criminals from Chapters 0-2 (basically three chapters), there would be a build up of the girls slowly accepting that perhaps culprits dying is fine as long as they no longer hurt people for their own benefits (yes, I am going to frame Chapter 2 less sympathetic as opposed to in-game, which makes it the turning point of the girls starting to accept that the end justifies the mean, before that is once again challenged in Chapter 3).

It’s funny how the three Aetheria Trio somehow still ended up being murderers at the end of the day (or two out of three if we count killer!Waruna being an imposter tho).

I was so sad when I spun the wheel for Chapter 0, and both Yuma and Yakou ended up in the cast, meaning they die😭 Also, Pucci and Zange could not escape their fates.

Though Yuma ending up as a Chapter 0 victim actually sets up a great characterization for Makoto in this AU (who I’ve decided will be the complex, Ch 4 character because I say so). Where in this Swap AU, Makoto and Yuma are twin brothers who worked as Master Detectives in the WDO. So when Yuma ended up dying on the Amaterasu Express, it broke Makoto. To the point he wears a mask to hide his face because he has the exact same face as his now late brother he can’t bear to see anymore. Perhaps he’s even antagonistic towards Fubuki because she survived the Amaterasu Express Massacre, and is resentful how she’s the one who gets out alive, like she’s been exchanged to live instead of his precious twin. Maybe Chapter 4, he decides to exact his revenge on the Peacekeepers for all the murder they have done, including Yuma, and end it once and for all. And considering he has Coalescence as well, perhaps he may even get the same power as Fubuki and end up literally clashing swords in the Mystery Labyrinth.

Funny story, when I was spinning for the swap!NDA, I was getting like all females with only Makoto as the only male, and I was kind of praying to the wheel to give me another male, or at least another gender. And guess who the last gender that ends up joining (or staying in this case) in the NDA.

Dr. Huesca being the informant actually sounds right when you think further on it. Like perhaps his characterization can be based on the glimpse heel-turn self we’ve seen from the recorded video, where he once again (or perhaps remembered) how far his experiment had went and decided to call it quit. He’s still a mad scientist, but now has a (very shaky) moral compass and is more morally grey.

Kurane being Chief is also very fitting because it was mentioned/implied she has some interest in detective works (I understand it’s probably more so playing as a Detective as a character, but I hc she has interest in detective work as well). But also kind of funny and sad because the NDA now has a prodigal child detective who is a theater kid and obsessed with romance novels as their only Detective Chief in Kanai Ward. And to add relationship between her and Vivia, perhaps Vivia took Kurane in as her apprentice when she was younger, which helped lead to her becoming a WDO Detective, and leading up to her becoming the Chief when Vivia dies during an investigation on Amaterasu. Or, if I want to be original, perhaps Vivia is separated from his soul and body, and they’re both being preserved in Amaterasu. Who knows🤷🏼‍♀️

And Yomi Hellsmile is honestly really fitting as Vice Director because he can be that sadistic, power-hungry we know and love. Desiring to become the next Director of the Peacekeepers and trying to off Director Margulaw. I even got an idea that perhaps maybe he teams up with a certain, grieving Master Detective to help overthrow Margulaw (because I kind of imagine the CEO would not be dumb enough to give someone like Yomi power like that). Not entirely sure if I want to make Margulaw a corrupt Director or a benevolent Director (or in-between) because I want to avoid making his characterization from being too close to my Director Yakou’s characterization I’m currently/planning.

Finally, for Chapter 3, I’m imagining how it can play out is that Swank Catsonell was once the leader of the Resistance, but he was terrible at it. He was selfish and greedy and was fine with causing more destruction that leads to more problems for Dohya District. Shachi, one of the Resistance leaders, was against Swank’s methods and was planning to overthrow him, alongside Dominic Fulltank and Yoshiko. However, after Swank nearly went too far on something (maybe having a hand in the NDA blowing up or something), Yoshiko decides to take action and kill Swank herself. After she dies, Shachi is the one who gives the request that leads to motivate him to become the new Resistance Leader.