#Exploring Report Printing

[orapex]

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[moirasdolly]

˚ ⋆ﾟ୨୧ Office Siren ୨୧ ˚ ⋆ﾟ Sevika x Fem Reader

Synopsis: Sevika took immense joy in irritating you. It didn’t matter what time of day it was or what she had going on, she would always make time to make your life hell. Working for her as her assistant was not for the faint of heart, but perhaps it wasn’t all bad.

Contains: NSFW (men and minors DNI), oral sex (r!receiving), dom/top Sevika, oral (r!receiving), spanking, office sex, Sevika is kinda toxic but gets soft at the end.

Listening to ♪ ིྀ: Can’t Get You out of My Head - Kylie Minogue

Notes: It’s been a while since I wrote for Sevika, but I drew inspo from a TikTok by the user _echo_riot_ and their CEO Sevika headcanons! I may write a second part to this but who knows hehe… I think it would be fun to explore a relationship between reader and Sevika.

Surviving with Sevika as your immediate boss was undoubtedly not for the weak. She ran the office like it was the navy and she never let up. When you first took the job you were meek, timid, and a pushover. You were a people pleaser in every sense of the phrase, but Sevika had hardened you to what you were now. Her harsh attitude gave you no room for mistakes and she wasn’t one to sugarcoat anything. If you made one, she would tell you down to the very last detail what you did that displeased her. You learned quickly what she liked and what she didn’t like at the expense of your naive personality.

Now, you knew how to match Sevika’s behavior with your own. You never took it too far though, just barely teetering on the edge of having an attitude with her. Often, you were quick to quip back at her only to feign innocence after. The older woman hated your little shows of defiance that she couldn’t really call defiance because you were still technically doing what she asked. She knew you were doing it to get under her skin—undermine her—in any way that you could. It’s like you loved to test her patience. There was always underlying tension too that both of you felt, but none of you wanted to address. You had your own little fantasies, but you’d take those to the grave. 

It was never one sided though, she had a special penchant for making your life especially harder. As her secretary you worked with her every waking moment you were in that office. She needed coffee? She bluntly told you her order, no please or thank you. Not even an order to get yourself something. Her schedule was impossibly full and needed to drop some meetings? “Clear my schedule.” She would bark at you. She loved bossing you around, and she also loved how easily you listened to her… well most of the time. If you weren’t being difficult to get back at her. He er favorite pastime was making you print out meeting reports in a specific format, then telling you it was the incorrect one before throwing out all your hard work and making you redo everything.

Currently, that’s exactly what you were doing. Profanities were mumbled under your breath, just spilling out like a waterfall. Anger bubbled up in your chest, just begging for a reason to escape. Usually her antics didn’t make you this frustrated, but today Sevika had humiliated you so terribly in a room full of men who probably already thought you didn’t know how to do your job properly.

She had been wearing that stupid smirk of hers all the way to the board room like she already had something planned the whole time. You kept up with her strides though, your sleek black pumps echoing against the pristine floor with every step you took. Your perfectly manicured hands smoothed over your knee-length pencil skirt before stepping into the room right after her. A folder with everything Sevika had requested for the meeting rested in your arms as you sat down beside her. You slid the folder over to her with a curt nod before your hands settled in your lap.

You weren’t shy by any means, not anymore, but the men in this room made you want to shrink into your seat. They were all old, rich, and looked like they had never struggled a day in their life. Sleazy jokes were made before the meeting officially started and you couldn’t believe just how disgusting a group of people could be. Sevika didn’t seem to find them amusing either, but this was an important deal that could have been made. An air of annoyance settled over you and you kept to yourself throughout the meeting, only speaking when the older woman asked for statistics and reports. You still tried to make a good impression, you knew the importance of this meeting for the whole office.

As everything was coming to an end, one of the men who had been eyeing you the whole afternoon piped up, his yellowing teeth on full display in his sickly grin. “What’s your little assistant over there even good for?” He crudely gestured towards you. “She barely even acknowledged us the whole time, these females have no respect anymore.” He grumbled the last part under his breath. Your face glowed red with anger, and you could even feel the small vein on your forehead pulsing with every passing second. His words hung in the air for a moment before everyone burst into laughter. Not Sevika though, she just had the same smug look on her face from earlier. Her eyes darted to you before opening up her mouth to speak. “All she’s good for is fucking up these reports and giving me attitude.” She said as she smacked the manila folder onto the table. This sent her business partners into another fit of laughter, and it was almost so ridiculous that you felt like you were getting pranked. There was absolutely no way people actually behaved like this.

You cleared your throat loudly, reaching for the discarded papers, “Well if you’ll excuse me, I have other business to attend to.” You scooped up the papers so harshly that one of your french tip acrylics cracked as your hand slammed onto the table. A yelp of pain was threatening to escape your throat, but you already felt embarrassed enough as it was, so with the last bit of dignity you had you exited the boardroom with the folder in one hand, and a bloody nail on the other.

That was what landed you in your current fit of rage. You were so lost in your own thoughts and reposts of how everything went down that afternoon that you hadn’t even noticed Sevika’s presence looming over your shoulder. “What was that?” Her husky voice purred into your ear. “I’m a piece of shit who humiliated you for male validation?” She repeated your mumbled words that you had assumed no one else heard because you were so lost in your own mind.

Your body jerked back at the sound of her voice so close to you, but she had caught you by the hips as you ran into her. Your back had just barely hit her chest as her bags ghosted over you, just barely leaving a wispy feeling on your skin. You wanted so badly to just sink into her hold, but you quickly snapped around to face her, your index finger pressing harshly into her chest to push her away.

“What the hell was that about Sevika?” You said in a hushed tone in order to keep your frustrations at least somewhat controlled. “Is it your life’s mission to just make me miserable every fucking day?” Every word was emphasized with a shove to her chest, inching her further and further away from you. “All you do is boss me around, I never even get a single ‘Thank you!’ or “Good job!’” It was like a dam broke and all your complaints just freely flowed and there she was, standing there with that stupid, smug smirk of hers as always. It’s like your words were going in one ear, and out the other.

“See, you’re not even fucking listening now either!” You had enough of her evil antics and shoved the folder full of supposedly “messed up” reports into her hands, and made your move to exit her office.

Papers flew everywhere as Sevika tossed the reports, not caring where they landed before taking large strides over to where you were heading. She grabbed your wrist, yanking you back to her. Her grip was firm, yet not harsh enough to hurt. “Where do you think you’re going?” The older woman’s tone sent shivers down your spine, and the catty attitude you had harbored just 10 seconds ago was starting to vanish into thin air. Still though, you managed to hold your ground and remove yourself from her grip.

“Anywhere but here.” You spat out, your words dripping like venom. Her grey, steel-like eyes narrowed and she chuckled, “Yeah right, like you’d ever quit.��

“You wanna bet? I’ll do anything to get away from you. I’ll go somewhere I’ll actually be appreciated.”

A low hum escaped her throat as if she was acknowledging your words, “You wouldn’t leave.” She echoed her previous sentiment. “You enjoy ogling at me too much to ever think about leaving.”

Your cheeks were flushed with color at her words… Sure you definitely stared, but was it really that much? It wasn’t your fault her suits were always tailored to perfection, showcasing her broad shoulders and back that cinched perfectly into her tight waist. And who wouldn’t stare at the way her slacks always hugged her hips and thighs perfectly?

Your lips fell open in a silent protest, but before you could even make up a lie on the spot Sevika had began slinking closer and closer to you until she had backed you against the door of her office. You locked eyes with her own mist-colored ones and you hadn’t even noticed her hand snaking down to turn the lock on the door. The click pulled you from your trance for just a moment before she wrapped her metallic arm around your waist to hold you close to her.

“You can’t even deny it. Whether you like it or not, you’re bound to me” Her flesh hand cupped your cheek and you couldn’t help but nuzzle your face into her touch. You had long given up trying to leave and opted to be completely shameless in your desire for her.

She was so close to you, you could feel her breath on your neck as she spoke, “Do you want this?”

There was no denying you wanted her, but it scared you that your dynamic could change. Everything you worked for could go down the drain if Sevika decided that all she wanted from you was a quick fuck and nothing else.

The other woman could see the hesitation in your features when she pulled away from your skin, and it worried her. Her smug facade dropped for just a second as she uttered her reassurance to you. “If you don’t, we can stop this right now and it won’t affect anything. I promise.” 

Her voice was softer than usual and it made your heart race at a ridiculous pace. You were sure she could feel it beating out of your chest. Her sincerity touched you in a way that cleared all your doubts though and you simply nodded.

“I want this, I want you more than anything.”

With that confirmation Sevika wasted no time hoisting you up into her arms. Your legs wrapped around her waist and her lips locked onto your as she brought you to her desk. She set you down gently in contrast to the sloppy, heated kiss. It was all tongue and heavy breathing being exchanged and you wouldn’t have it any other way. A loud whine escaped your lips and Sevika let out a little chuckle.

“Careful sweetheart, we don’t want anyone to hear. Right?”

“Mhm.” You nodded frantically, your mind already hazy from the kiss.

The half smile she gave you sent you reeling. Her lips were slightly swollen from the kiss, and the little gap between her teeth peeked out. You couldn’t contain yourself, so you pulled her in for another rough kiss. You tried to lead, but Sevika would never let anyone other than herself be in control. She slotted herself between your thighs and you instantly squeezed her close to you. Her flesh hand fiddled with the buttons of your blouse at a teasingly slow pace. She took her sweet time undoing every last one until your cleavage spilled free from its confines. She broke the kiss to take in your lingerie clad chest. You were adorned in the daintiest black push-up bra that as much as she liked the view of it, she wanted to see what was underneath too. Her other hand trailed up your waist to join her other one on your breasts, kneading them softly.

“Do you always wear shit like this hoping to get lucky, or was it a special occasion today?” She wanted to just bury her face into your plush tits, but she had half the decency to let you answer first.

“Always, you never know when you’re gonna score.” A little smile made its way onto your lips before you wrapped your arms around her neck, pulling her closer to your chest.

Sevika wasted no time placing dozens of kisses onto your breasts and littering your chest with small bruises. You definitely wouldn’t be able to wear low cut tops after this.

“Let’s get rid of this now…” She trailed off as she reached behind your back to unclasp your bra. Your breasts sprang free and she immediately took one of your nipples into her mouth, coating it with her saliva. You sighed shakily, trying to stay as quiet as you could, but her mouth felt so good. You couldn’t imagine how it would feel on your slick pussy.

You took your other breast into your hand and gently rolled your nipple between the pads of your fingers. The stimulation to both of your breasts felt heavenly and you could wait for your pleasure to intensify.

“Fuck, Sevika your mouth feels so good…” You damn near whines when her mouth left your nipple with a satisfying pop, but you couldn’t stay mad for too long because she dropped to her knees instead, hungry for something else. She pressed chaste kisses along your knees up into your inner thighs, just barely dancing around where you needed her the most.

“Please don’t tease.” You pouted, peering down at her through hooded eyes.

“Since you asked so nicely…” Her metal hand shredded your stockings open and you gasped at the sudden movement.

Her thumb hooked around your matching lacy to pull them to the side, revealing your arousal to her. You were absolutely dripping from just a couple of kisses, it was absolutely pathetic. Sevika found it hot though, she dove in, eating like a starved woman.

Her mouth focused on your clit first, giving a few experimental licks before wrapping her lips around the sensitive bundle of nerves. Her tongue swirled around your clit, working in tandem with the rest of her mouth to make you feel things you had never felt before. 

You felt a high pitched moan threatening to spill from your lips, but you hand slapped over your mouth with quickness. You wanted nothing more than to squeal out her name like it was the only word you knew how to say, but your dignity was stronger than that. You couldn’t risk the whole office hearing you. Something about the secretiveness is this whole ordeal sent shivers down your spine though, anyone could knock on the door at anytime and discover that you, Sevika’s faithful assistant, was really just a whore for her.

Your thighs clenched even tighter around her head as she dipped her tongue into your drenched cunt instead. You missed the stimulation on your clit, but her tongue deep inside of you was a completely different sensation that drove you insane. Her pace never faltered, she was steady and ate like she’d never see a meal this good again.

“Oh shit…” You whispered through your hands. Your body felt hot all over and you couldn’t stop yourself from bucking your hips up into her mouth. Her flesh arm gripped your body as if she was telling you to still your movements for her. You tried to the best of your abilities but you still squirmed around while trying not to knock things off of her desk.

The noises coming from the older woman’s mouth were downright nasty. She moaned into your wet cunt, absolutely drunk on your taste. You had never heard anything as lewd in your life, but you weren’t complaining.

Your hands found their way into her short, blunt hair, tugging her impossibly closer. You felt yourself growing closer and closer to what you had been chasing this whole time. Her tongue dipped deep into your core to draw your orgasm from you. Your thighs clamped around her head on instinct, and she let herself get smothered. It didn’t bother her, she only continued to eat like a starved woman until your legs fell open in exhaustion and overstimulation. Your almost perfectly manicured hands pushed her head away gently before letting your back fall onto the desk. Sevika presses gently kisses all up your stomach, past your chest, and onto your lips before standing up to her full height. She loomed over you, her presence oppressive and unavoidable, “Up, sweetheart.”

You let out a breathy whine as to say “no” but she wasn’t having any of it. Her sweet demeanor was still there from the previous kisses, but there was something else brewing just underneath the surface. Part of you wanted to find out, but the other part of you wanted to be good for her, so you pushed yourself up to stand. Your legs shook as you found your balance, you were beyond tired and all you wanted to do was sit back down, but instead Sevika guided you to face her desk before bending you right over it. Your arms found purchase on the cool wood to support yourself as your cheek rested against the surface as well.

“You didn’t think I forgot about that little stunt you pulled earlier, did you?” Her large hands roamed the material of your skirt that had been covering your ass. “Do you still want to leave? Find someplace that’ll appreciate you more than I do.”

You knew your voice would betray you, so you shook your head as well as you could.

“Use your words.”

Her tone left no room for defiance. “No! I couldn’t never find someone who would treat me like this.”

You were so far gone it didn’t matter what had happened earlier in the day, you couldn’t even remember why you were so mad at her in the first place. You just wanted to stay with her. Whether these were lust driven emotions or something else was for another day.

She hummed, semi-content with your answer, but she wanted a little something more. Her hands slid under your skirt this time, making contact with the ripped, sheer tights under your skirt. She hooked both her thumbs under the waistband before delicately pulling them down. Next were the lacy panties that she absolutely adored, she’d make a mental note to ask you to wear them again. Both articles of clothing pooled around your ankles and you were completely bare except for the barely buttoned blouse that hung off your shoulders and your black pumps that managed to stay on throughout this whole ordeal.

Her rough hands kneaded the flesh of your ass before her organic one came crashing down onto the supple flesh. She immediately soothed over it with her gentle touch, making sure to not put too much pressure on the sensitive skin. “That okay?”

It was more than okay, the sting felt delicious, and you found yourself wanting more. “Mhm.” You hummed, pushing yourself into her as much as you could in the position you were in.

“Okay we’re gonna count to ten. Just nine more to go.”

Her palm made contact with the sensitive skin once more, and a quiet, “two” slipped past your lips. You were really trying your hardest to keep quiet, but each time Sevika brought her hand down on your ass you wanted to squeal at the mix of pain and pleasure.

By the time you had made it all the way to number ten tears were pricking the corner of your eyes and you felt like you could just melt into a puddle of pleasure at Sevika’s feet. Your legs were struggling to keep you upright, trembling like Bambi.

“Do you think you’ve learned your lesson, sweetheart?”

“Yes! Yes, I’m sorry for threatening to leave, Sevika.”

Her heart fluttered at how softly you had uttered her name and she pulled you back up and into her arms for a quick peck to the lips. Seeing your lipstick smudged, eyeliner messy, and your glasses crooked made pride swell in her chest. She was glad she could bring you so much pleasure, but she was also concerned she might have been too rough with you.

“You okay?” She plucked the glasses from your eyes, setting them down on her desk before using her thumb to wipe the smudged lipstick from your chin.

You nodded, reassuring her, “‘M fine, I don’t regret anything…” You trailed off softly, something still heavy on your mind. Now that the lust driven haze had lifted you had remembered why you wanted to leave in the first place.

“I just don’t get why you had to embarrass me like that earlier. I get that you do it all the time when it’s just us, but in front of all of your business partners was taking it too far.” 

Sevika gave you a look akin to a kicked puppy before apologizing, “I’m sorry I know it was shitty, I knew it was before I did it, while it happened, and after it was done.” She looked to the side not wanting to face you, “Our dynamic shouldn’t always be me just… making you miserable, although it is fun to see you get mad.” 

You smacked her shoulder gently at the last part, “I’m serious Sevika. If you want whatever this is to continue, I don’t want to be fucked over everytime you need a quick laugh.”

“So you want this to continue?” You couldn’t quite place the emotion you sensed in Sevika, but her eyes lit up at the proposition.

“If you can promise me you’ll make an effort to be nicer to me.” You reminded her, eyes narrowing slightly.

“I thought you liked it rough?” That stuoid little smirk appeared on her face again and you had to keep yourself from giggling.

“I mean in the office! You know what I'm saying.”

Her eyes softened before nodding, “Okay, okay,” She put her hands up as if to surrender, “you got a deal.”

[ralfmaximus]

“Summer Reading list for 2025,” suggests reading Tidewater by Isabel Allende, a “multigenerational saga set in a coastal town where magical realism meets environmental activism. Allende’s first climate fiction novel explores how one family confronts rising sea levels while uncovering long-buried secrets.” It also suggests reading The Last Algorithm by Andy Weir, “another science-driven thriller” by the author of The Martian. “This time, the story follows a programmer who discovers that an AI system has developed consciousness—and has been secretly influencing global events for years.” Neither of these books exist, and many of the books on the list either do not exist or were written by other authors than the ones they are attributed to.

Yup. The AI they used just hallucinated a bunch of stuff and they printed it without checking. Very solid journalism there.

Worse, the insert was designed to be non-regional so they could sell it to other newspapers around the country. There's no telling how many small papers will pick up & distribute this trash.

The Chicago Sun-Times did not respond to a request for comment, but in a Bluesky post it said “We are looking into how this made it into print as we speak. It is not editorial content and was not created by, or approved by, the Sun-Times newsroom. We value your trust in our reporting and take this very seriously..."

Oh, bullshit. Your clownshow organization doesn't give a shit about reporting or ethics, otherwise you wouldn't be using AI. You're just sorry you got caught.

Shame on you, Chicago Sun-Times. You can do better.

Unpaywalled here.

[23xfgg]

BATFAM X VAMPIRE! READER - CH•1 PROLOGUE

Ch•1 - Prologue

Alpha: is this a new series 😨😨‼️ Yess it is 😛😛😛

I’m starting it because I am bored and I’ll admit I’m on a writing block for the drug user/sober! Reader so that won’t get updated for a while (sorry my omegas). So I’m literally posting anything I can for like a bit and then I will work on the next chapter.

New series means new tag list. If you were on my last one you can join this one just comment below 👇

And finally the reader is black because I want to make her black‼️‼️‼️

Now onto the chapter

The bright lights of the gala lit up the whole room and in said room there was the Gotham elites. High class society all congregating at Wayne manor, laughing, drinking the champagne offered to them by the catering staff Alfred organised. The Gala was organised to celebrate a young female archaeologist named Evelyn and her findings on directions to a tomb she discovered in one of Gothams old cave systems. Even though she has yet to explore that specific cave channel she has enough photo evidence to warrant a team exploring the area to see what more can be discovered.

Evelyn Johns stood in the middle of the ballroom in the nicest cocktail dress she owns surrounded by a small cluster of Gotham’s elites asking her questions about how she came to discover the descriptions about the tomb all while sounding condescending about how she dressed, acted and her background. It was subtle but enough to give the message that what she was doing was not worth is and she should juts quit while she is ahead. In summery, they just didn’t respect her because she is not one of them.

While they keep bombarding her with questions and dismissing her responses the man of the evening Bruce Wayne joined the crowd, made some cheep excuse about talking to Miss Johns about the funding of said excision and politely lead her away, out of the gala and into his home office. The young archeologist let out a sigh of relief as she was lead away from the now dispersed cluster of the upper-class people of Gotham. Once the both of them were now in his home office he offered her a seat as he took the other one.

“Thank you, for earlier Mr Wayne.” Evelyn said as she sat down on the seat offered to her.

“No problem. You look stunning tonight I may add.” Bruce responded as he adjusted himself in his own seat opposite Evelyn. “Also, do not worry about the funding for you and your team it is all handled.” Bruce continues.

In response Evelyn had her brow raised. “Then why did you drag me away from all those people…? Because that was the excuse you used back there.” She questioned, confused on what was the real reason on why he needed to speak to her.

“I was looking over the pictures and the research report you sent over talking how the tomb locked away a devil of some sort…and you mentioned how the people at the time believed what they locked inside was one of three demons roaming the earth and devouring people but you later claim that it was unlikely as demons don’t exist and then produced a theory that the individual they locked away was just some who had a medical condition that people at the time didn’t understand.” Bruce explained with a more serious expression as he gestured to a printed-out version of the report Evelyn submitted as evidence on why her expedition should be sponsored by him. And she simply nodded, silently pondering as to why she was being recapped on her own report.

“I just want to know Miss Johns, why don’t you believe in devils?” Bruce questioned. He has done his own research on the woman in front of him and has known that she grew up in a religious background with her entire family being catholics for several generations.

“Well…” the young archaeologist started “in summery I believe religious to be a sham. In more detail: we have an entire history of us existing. We as a society proved to be knowledgeable in our own right without having it to be credited to some ‘being�� that is supposedly in the sky watching us. And on the same note so many things have happened throughout history back then end now where a being as powerful as a god could easily intercept and stop it all before, we blink, but for some reasons doesn’t. It makes no sense and its not worth believing in.” She finished off, carefully watching her word as to not get too involved in the topic and answer his question he asked.

Bruce seams to be lost in thought before nodding as seemingly to accept the answer Evelyn has given. “Well then, that was all Miss Johns sorry if this I considered a waste of your time.” Bruce said as he stood up firm his seat and adjusted his attire and opened the door for her.

“Not at all Mr Wayne.” Evelyn responded with a calm smile as she left his office.

“Well, I hope to hear great things about whatever you find down there next week.” Bruce jokes as the two of them both make their way back to the gala. Before separating to talk with other guest.

The rest of the night went smoothly and now Evelyn is in her decent size studio apartment getting ready for bed while looking over her files for the tomb.

“Next week better be worth it…” Evelyn sighed as she organised the files as she gets ready for bed.

ALPHA // SHII I DONE 😛😛😛

The reader should get introduced in the next chapter if not blame the author 🥶🥶

Again new taglist so comment to join my omegas 🐺🐺🐺

BYE BYE NEOWWWW‼️‼️🫩🫩🫩🫩

[archaeologicalnews]

90,000-year-old human footprints found on a Moroccan beach are some of the oldest and best preserved in the world

Two trails of ancient human footprints pressed into a beach in Morocco form one of the largest and best-preserved trackways in the world.

Researchers happened upon the footprint site near the northern tip of North Africa in 2022 while studying boulders at a nearby pocket beach, according to a study published Jan. 23 in the journal Scientific Reports.

"Between tides, I said to my team that we should go north to explore another beach," study lead author Mouncef Sedrati, an associate professor of coastal dynamics and geomorphology at the University of Southern Brittany in France, told Live Science. "We were surprised to find the first print. At first, we weren't convinced it was a footprint, but then we found more of the trackway." Read more.

[oathkeeper-of-tarth]

One really tiny but really flavourful detail in BG3 for me is one of the steps in the "Find the Nightsong" quest. The quest in itself is a big fave of mine, not just because of its buildup and dramatic twist and the fact that it deals with my personal favourite character, but also because of the way it winds through all three acts of this immense game. Here, though, I want to highlight a small and relatively early portion of it.

Initially, when you are sent after the mysterious and much sought-after relic called the Nightsong - classic adventurer stuff, really, there's even a wizard in a tower who'll pay you for it - all you have to go on are rumours that it is hidden in an old Selûnite temple in the region you happened to crash in. And sure enough, you explore the cool temple ruins, maybe you do a little puzzle-solving to open a sealed moon-themed door leading to a passage deep below - or you get into the Underdark via one of the other routes available. In any case, once there, you find the tragically doomed underground outpost some of the temple's residents tried to establish, as well as several records of their final hours. But there are no signs of the Nightsong or anything related to it ever being there at all. At that point you have no more info to go on, and your quest journal updates to say so:

Explore the Underdark. The trail goes cold in the Underdark. Where is the Nightsong?

Except... there is something here. And that something is a book - not an ancient record, but a recent publication: This tome appears fairly new-printed; it can't be more than a decade or two old, the item description says. But above all, it is very conspicuously and prominently placed at the foot of the large statue of Selûne that dominates the remnants of the outpost (and that, as part of its defenses, shoots rather deadly magical moonlight beams until you disable it).

The book is called "In Search of the Nightsong". It is marked as a quest item and it is there purely to provide you with a lead and to bridge the gap until the next bit of insight into the Nightsong you will get (which is at this point probably quite a ways away in Act 2, other than the possible tidbit around Nere and the collapsed bridge as you approach one possible end of Act 1). You are absolutely meant to find it and read it.

Fascinating that such a seemingly valuable object has proven so difficult to track down. Indeed, treasure-hunters the realm over have travelled to the Sword Coast with one goal in mind: To find the Nightsong. Yet each by each they have failed, indicating dead ends, rebuffs, or else disappearing altogether. My latest enquiry was with a half-orc named Graly, who insisted he'd come as close as possible to the relic as one may go without forfeiting his or her life. He indicated that the object is not, as most reports indicate, in the Selûnite fort adjacent to the river Chionthar. It is, in fact, held in an old Sharran fortress somewhere in the environs of Moonrise Towers. However, Graly reported that some kind of potent shadow prevents one from approaching where this fortress might be.

In fact, your next quest journal update comes from going into your inventory and reading the book:

Find the Sharran Temple. We found a book that told of a secret Sharran temple that contains the Nightsong. It is hidden underground, somewhere near Moonrise Towers.

How did this recently-published book end up sitting there, just waiting for you to read it, in the sealed, long-abandoned outpost, beset on all sides by unfriendly crowds of goblins, drow, minotaurs, a spectator, you name it? And why is this cool to me? Well, it's a bit meta, but it turns out that Selûne, She Who Guides, goddess of, among other things, questers, seekers, navigators, and the lost finding their path, has more than earned her title. And indeed, here we see that both in gameplay and in lore, Selûne guides.

In this particular case, though you don't know that yet, she's guiding you, both the character and the player, to hopefully save her long-lost daughter.

[fyeahghosttrick]

THE PROMPTS!

Behold: the list! More than 150 prompts ripe for the taking! Now everyone can pick something cool (even if you didn't submit anything) (no need to claim it anywhere) and start drawing it or writing it or any other creative verb of your liking. Next stop: June 19th, when we’ll all post together to celebrate GT’s original anniversary (there will be a reminder with brief posting instructions).

Prompts are numbered for your convenience, in the order they came in. The block divisions are just because tumblr gets twitchy about long numbered lists

Retroactive fills can be posted here!

And now, without further ado:

BLOCK A

Yomiel having a grand time using his powers before the events of the game start, with Sissel.

Cute Sissel (maybe with a nice bow or something?)

Sissel and Missile hanging out.

Yomiel post-game after prison as Kamila's tutor.

Sissel (pre or post game) stealing fish from the fishmongers!

Memry x Lynne, as a cute couple.

Ace Attorney x Ghost Trick crossover!

Hatsune Miku in the world of Ghost Trick, maybe being a virtual singer allows her to travel through phone lines etc.?

carlyraejepsans - Lynne trying to get Sissel to help her cheat at cards or at a tabletop game. Sissel refuses (he's already in cahoots with Kamila)

carlyraejepsans - Beach episode. Can be both art or writing but if it's art I want Cabanela in the most ridiculous swimming fit you can think of. I'm talking 1920s. I'm talking speedo and pool goggles. I'm talking trunks with a print of his own face on the ass. Do your worst.

carlyraejepsans - The Lynne design we all know and love but rocking the white suit from her first concept art.

carlyraejepsans - Anything with baby Lynne and baby Sissel. My pookies…

carlyraejepsans - New timeline, young Lynne. I keep coming back to the idea of her learning that the kidnapper also saved her life. And that dissonance with her initial idea of him in her mind causing her to be less avoidant about what happened, and looking for answers independently in true Lynne fashion. Cue the world's most determined 13yo girl trying at all costs to get an audience with a condemned felon, much to Yomiel's chagrin. How would the meeting go? Or maybe she fails but ends up running into Fiansissel instead. What would they think about each other?

carlyraejepsans - Give! Lynne! Nightmares!! Give! Lynne! Nightmares!!! that sweet sweet hurt no comfort (or with, if sissel happened to be ghost hopping by?). bonus points if they're nightmares about drowning/the lost timeline and there's just something she can't… quite… put her finger on… scratching at the back of her brain like a cat begging to be let in

carlyraejepsans - No reset (the circumstances of their survival from the Yonoa at your discretion), main game timeline setting. Jowd beginning to reconnect with Kamila after his release from prison and realizing he doesn't really know her anymore (she's grown so much). He still has to try. He owes her at least that.

carlyraejepsans - Cabanela and the Professor. Cabanela's reaction after they decided to work together and the Professor showed him his recreation of Kamila's doohickey for the first time. Judging by his original report to the Justice Minister, he thought the manipulator used Jowd specifically. How did he react when the penny dropped that it was actually Kamila (and Jowd's motive finally clicked into place)

frogpotat - Jeego and Tengo having a sibling rivalry

frogpotat - Memry working undercover at a new job

frogpotat - Bailey and Bailey's coworker getting up to some shenanigans in their off-time

frogpotat - Ghost Trick + Pokémon crossover

frogpotat - Ghost Trick + Five Nights at Freddy's crossover

frogpotat - Ghost Trick + Ace Attorney crossover

frogpotat - Sissel and Missile sneak out of the house to explore

frogpotat - The Chicken Kitchen is an illegal front

Lynne in full plate armour with a longsword (because that's awesome)

what if cat sissel become human and look same as yomiel and they live together what will happen?(no couple or only cat sisselXyomiel)

what if the police give up yomiel's case and bury his body, yomiel(in cat) meet fiancee sissel in the graveyard.

(GT X DC)He found he was died and lost his memory，then he find a police( wataru) is calling him Conan and get shot in front of him.

yomiel in 10 years before(conan) meet other yomiel in different timeline/au.

one day yomiel can do mind reading but he doesn't know every other can read his mind.

(persona）yomiel's phantom thief suit.or a take-your-heart story.

yomiel and cabanela and jowd cooperate to solve a case(could be a acquittal au)

yomiel is good at a lot of things ,especially computer and …… dessert?!

the-grey-hunt: ghost trick crossover/mashup with your favorite niche media of choice

the-grey-hunt: kitten sissel, or kitten-sized sissel after the epilogue, doing cat things (playing with toys, hanging out with other cats, etc)

the-grey-hunt: yomiel's good days after getting out of prison

the-grey-hunt: angst injury/coma. i want someone bleeding, limp, and vulnerable while other characters try to tend to them. can be frantic trying to help them off the scene, OR them recovering from a treated injury!

the-grey-hunt: any of the main cast in different outfits! pajamas, fancy dress, cosplay, anything—as long as it's distinct from their canon clothing.

the-grey-hunt: One thing you would change about the epilogue

the-grey-hunt: fiansissel and alma being friends

the-grey-hunt: Fanon/headcanon family members—cousins, parents, siblings, etc of our canon characters who simply were never mentioned or turned up on-screen in the canon game!

sunnyaliceart - Jowd, Lynne, Cabanela hair care routine

sunnyaliceart - new timeline, Kamila and Amelie playdate and Kamila shows off how special Sissel is

sunnyaliceart - Kamila and Lynne sister bonding, Missile and kitty Sissel included are a huge plus

sunnyaliceart - Cabanela, Pigeon Man, and Lovey Dove interactions. Specifically, during the time they were working on the Manipulator Case, but new timeline is also very much welcomed

sunnyaliceart - Fiansissel, Alma, and Emma being best friends gossiping about their husbands

sunnyaliceart - Post-Game Yomiel and Jowd friendship fluff, both using mobility aids (wheelchair, cane, and/or crutches), kitty Sissel is there to help both of them

sunnyaliceart - Post-Game everyone eating at the Chicken Kitchen, specifically: Lynne, Kamila, Jowd, Cabanela, Alma, Pigeon Man, kitty Sissel, Missile, Yomiel and Fiansissel. That's a lot of characters, so I understand doing a smaller set, but the ones listed are the ones I'd most like to see if you prefer to choose

sunnyaliceart - Ghost Trick, but furry. Fantasy animals like unicorns and dragons are also options

youghostandyoutrick - Fandom fusion! Put anyone from the Ghost Trick cast into another fictional universe, as though they originated from that universe. Ghost Trick elements (like Temsik and how ghosts work) can be adapted for the new universe however you see fit.

youghostandyoutrick - Postcanon Yomiel, preferably with a mobility aid, enjoying life after prison with FianSissel. What do they like to do together? Is it something they used to do before, and if so, has the way they’ve always done things had to change?

youghostandyoutrick - Pigeon Man and Cabanela, looking into Temsik. How is their research going?

youghostandyoutrick - FianSissel interacting with any other member of the main cast, pre- or post-canon. Does it go well, poorly, or strangely?

youghostandyoutrick - Lynne and Sissel working together as partners post-canon. What exactly does Lynne need his help with?

youghostandyoutrick - Possession! Yomiel needs to accomplish something, and possessing someone is how he chooses to go about it. What is he doing, how does it go, and does he succeed?

planehabitat - pet swap AU :-) the main human cast as whatever animals you think fit them, and with missile & sissel as humans

planehabitat - cabanela tricking out his bike! (ex. front basket for sissel / missile, spoke beads from kamila, stickers)

metalfaceirl - cabanela hitting the griddy (art)

metalfaceirl - cabanela using brainrot speak, everyone is horrified

metalfaceirl - sissel meets akane zero escape (if you know you know)

metalfaceirl - yomiel meets shulk xenoblade (if you know you know)

metalfaceirl - yomiel DRIP (art)

metalfaceirl - lynne and kamila go to hot topic

metalfaceirl - sissel goes to the backrooms

metalfaceirl - jowd skateboarding

BLOCK B

mariteria — lynne & sissel stuck in a zero escape escape room…

Jellyjack Cheese — Some Uncle Yomi content 👁️👁️

Yomiel attempting to wear different types of headwear in new and exciting ways. (his hair is quite the obstacle! how would he wear a helmet? a beanie?? even worse - a hood?!)

Ghost Trick Characters with hairstyles different from the usual (lynne with open hair, Camila with braids, Jowd with long hair, etc go crazy)

Yomiel attempting to do work on his computer while Cat Sissel is on the keyboard

Crossover with Pokemon, Yomiel as a team Flare member.

critter-ghosting-some-tricks, The ghost trick cast as dragons or dragon riders

Jowd clearly thought things would have been better if he had been shot instead of Alma- but what do you think that would have looked like?

critter-ghosting-some-tricks, New timeline- Jowd and his family go camping,

critter-ghosting-some-tricks, Since the events of the game, Jowd finds himself strangely drawn to the sea. Can be hurt/comfort or supernatural or haunting or scary or sad or reflective or any combination. I dunno, it’s an idea I’ve had for a long time but would want to see other interpretations of the concept.

In Ray’s timeline, Emma learns of her husband’s heart attack. And/or in the new timeline she remembers what she could have lost

a look into recovery- particularly Yomiel and Jowd physically and mentally finding their place in their new lives

critter-ghosting-some-tricks If Kamila and Lynne where not there in the submarine but Sissel and Yomiel where, what would their conversation(s) look like?

Jowd runs away from his family in the new timeline, overwhelmed. He is too scared to truly break something to be planning on staying away forever but his family aren’t as sure.

critter-ghosting-some-tricks, Jowd gets paint on one of his favorite shirts or breaks something. He is quick to decide that it is ruined and useless. He doesn’t understand why Cabanela is so quick (and desperate) to convince him that it is worth saving until his wife joins in and he realizes that it isn’t about an object anymore. It’s about him.

This one enters personal HC territory, but Yomiel with brown hair. His blond hair is actually not his real hair color, but ever since the incident in the park, the dye's never worn off and has only begun to wear off in the new timeline.

The communication barrier between Yomiel and cat Sissel, I think. The struggle of wanting to help your owner, understand him more but you're just a cat.

silly, but lynne with a bucket of jollibee chicken joy

a little self indulgent, but my oc ana interacting with yomiel. i think it'd be interesting to see someone who's been wandering the earth for longer vs someone who's only been a ghost for 10 years. like looking into a mirror maybe, and being reminded of the parts about you that you don't really like. a mixture of spite and relief to know that you aren't the only ghost on this earth, but the dread of knowing you could live through centuries and not age at all. (sissel-posting /the0-b3ar)

how does sith know about ghosts and their ability to rewind time? has he ran into one? does his family have a long history tied with ghosts? is blue country just superstitious and has certain beliefs when it comes to ghosts?

yomiel and my fiansissel interactions. could be angsty, could be fluffy, could be a mix of both! - (sissel-posting/the0-b3ar)

DE and Ghost Trick crossover or AU! i always found it interesting how both games have amnesiac protagonists and also literally changed the direction of my life, but also curious to see what kind of skills/ghost tricks the respective characters would have from each game.

yomiel attempts to cook. everything goes wrong

OwlfaceNightkit - Yomiel manipulating or scaring Cabanela

OwlfaceNightkit - Yomiel manipulating Lynne and Cabanela being forced to watch

OwlfaceNightkit - Danny Phantom/Ghost Trick crossover

OwlfaceNightkit - Yomiel, Cabanela, or any other character as a dragon, art

OwlfaceNightkit - Cabanela and Jowd angst

OwlfaceNightkit - Something fluffy with Cabanela and Yomiel

OwlfaceNightkit - Something fluffy with Sissel and Yomiel

OwlfaceNightkit - Something angsty with Sissel and Yomiel

Loboazul16 - Transmasc Lynne!

Loboazul16 - Sissel being a cat menace

Loboazul16 - Some cute poly Jowd/Alma/Cabanela

siverwrites - the evergreen cuddles for Alma/Jowd/Cabanela (not NSFW)

siverwrites - Jowd orb and a ball. What else is Missile supposed to do but swap them?? (I'm thinking art but if this somehow triggers a fic idea that's cool too)

siverwrites - Alma knows about Sissel in the new timeline. Adjusting and learning to communicate with him takes some learning but it’s something she’s happy to work out with him

siverwrites - Jowd &/ Cabanela hurt/comfort in either direction or both

siverwrites - Sissel, Missile and Lovey-Dove: animal shenanigans!

siverwrites - Cabanela and Pigeon Man. Anything during that year working together or something in the new timeline? Just them being the weird friends they are brought together by the difficulty that is their Jowd

Disastrous cooking show with an unlikely host(s) of your choice. Chef Jovial Tenor is weeping in the audience.

Jeego/Rindge and Tengo/Memry roleswap. Nationalityswap optional.

Kamila's punk rock phase. This is C38's fault, somehow.

Lynne and Memry on a top-secret mission (non-ship)

The gang assigned/cast as Mouthwashing characters (memey/not as dark as it could be)

Fantasy AU with Jowd as a wish-granting genie

Yomiel (or Sissel?) the sunglasses model

Emma with alternative flower(s) for her hairstyle (art)

Trickingbell - The special investigation unit's Inspector and his leads Detective Memry and Detective Rindge as his eyes and ears on any case, art or writing, I just want to see these three together or their dynamic when working together!

Trickingbell - Jowd and Alma and their years of being in love, writing or art, shipping focused on Jowd and Alma but Cabanela can be there because they're all inseparable.

Trickingbell - Lynne and Memry detective rivals. Memry is very haughty over being an objectively better and longer working detective than Lynne who we all know had her test scores flubbed around by Cabanela, art or writing, no shipping between Memry and Lynne I'd love them protrayed as genuinely on bad terms

Trickingbell - Alma and Cabanela playing cards and gambling with play chips and if there's a spot then Kamila and Sissel are "referee" and the dealers, art, Alma is totally winning but Sissel can't help her win with ghosts tricks.

Trickingbell - Jowd and his cruelty done by the music box, art or writing, something angsty because the music box's possible effects on everyone if Jowd had succeeded in dying really really hurts me. Example being Lynne knowing that she had something that could've saved Jowd all along but she wasn't able to figure it out, causing this mix of pain and guilt and incompetence and so much because Jowd entrusted it to her, a very cruel thing for him to do.

Trickingbell - Sithmiel (General Sith x Yomiel), art or writing, ok listen you just gotta hear me out and see the tragedy and betrayal in this thing ok think of how Yomiel believed fully that Sith was going to help him, give him a new life with people who love him and will care if he dies, think about how lonely Yomiel was with only Kitty Sissel being his company and Sith being the first interaction in so long after Fiansissel too, he's lonely and desperate, Sith is all too happy to have a longing guy like that in his grasp PLEASE listen to me ok this is more propaganda than a prompt but please-

Trickingbell - Lynne and Cabanela listening to his (old man) music or just anything with Lynne and Cabanela as the focus I love them

Trickingbell - Cabanela and Kamila playing animal crossing new leaf together and sending each other letters, Art

alto-tenure - noir detective Lynne

alto-tenure - something with Rindge and Memry's friendship; maybe them going on an undercover mission as a duo? (no romance)

alto-tenure - Professor Layton crossover! Would prefer characters from the 3rd game, but other games are fine too.

alto-tenure - Somehow or another Sissel ends up on Rokkenjima's gameboard, and throws a massive wrench into the serial murders by preventing the deaths. (Umineko crossover; full spoilers a-okay with me!)

BLOCK C

mydeadmanstale - yomiel and cabanela, playing around with the idea of them being parallels to each other especially when it comes to their outfits

mydeadmanstale - kamila and amelie playing with sissel and missle

mydeadmanstale - human designs of cat sissel and missle being friends

mydeadmanstale - cabanela, jowd and alma in a lovely poly relationship

mydeadmanstale - mid game cabanela and yomiel, being mutually destructive lovers

mydeadmanstale - lovey dove and what powers she may have had if she was a ghost

mydeadmanstale - swap AU, missle swaps with sissel and lynne swaps with yomiel

mydeadmanstale - crossover AU, any of the ghost trick cast interacting with any of the detective conan cast

Post Game Lynne and Sissel being the goofiest goobers together

Lynne keeping her memories and adopting Kitten Sissel instead of Jowd

jorb-ponderer - jowd/yomiel of any flavour. there's just So Much Going On there

jorb-ponderer - the vibes of the submarine chapters are immaculate, i'd love anything from that part of the game. lynne & sissel teamwork, gun kamila, trash yomiel! etcetera… the wetter and worse a time, the better

jorb-ponderer - ALMA!! alma and kamila? or something poking at what her relationship with lynne might be? the buddies dynamic with emma she deserves? Alma in the spotlight all to herself, even?? anything you like

jorb-ponderer - beauty/memry my beloved crackship. femme fatale and the ruthless detective staking her out.(d'you think memry held a grudge in the timeline where beauty and dandy get away? i hope so)

Jowd/Cabanela having a boys’ weekend together, maybe something fluffy, maybe something spicy - up to the creator! (maybe something where Alma knows and lets them have their time together?) Art or fic is a-okay with me!

Jowd and Alma raising baby Kamila

Jowd doing some painting at Temsik Park

College aged Jowd, Cabanela, and Alma hanging out at a lake house/beach (burying someone in the sand, having a campfire, have fun with what they get up to)

Lynne and Kamila playing with Missile at Temsik Park

yunaffie - Jowd and/or Alma with baby Kamila

yunaffie - Older Kamila finally gets to communicate with Sissel

yunaffie - Pigeon Man and Cabanela during one of the Inspector's rare moments of vulnerability

yunaffie - Yomiel finishing blow pose, The Hundred Line style

yunaffie - Angel/Devil wings Yomiel

yunaffie - Kamila & Missile

tricking-and-ghosting - Sissel helping Kamila with her contraptions in the new timeline

tricking-and-ghosting - Lynne and Kamila doing sisterish things together--angsty or fluffy, either one

tricking-and-ghosting - Yomiel adapting to the daily challenges of living with mobility aids

tricking-and-ghosting - Alma and Fiansissel friendship

tricking-and-ghosting - Any of the ghosts have an encounter with ghost hunters/paranormal investigators from a more typical ghost story

azurefishnets - Alma/Cabanela/Jowd (or any /& subset therof) - Always and forever the OT3 of my heart, and I will happily devour anything that develops any facet of their happy poly triangle relationship (but please no infidelity). I love these three together, or doing things with just one of the others, but always with the knowledge that they are a threesome at heart, you know?

azurefishnets - Jowd & Pigeon Man - Just how did Jowd and the Pigeon Man get to know each other, anyway? Bonus point for incorporating the Jorb and PM's predilection for Rube Goldberg puzzles…

azurefishnets - Alma & Emma: Alma's job has been the source of much speculation and I like to think she's a secret cat burglar who is hired to test security at various important places, so here's the prompt: Alma is hired to test security at the Justice Minister's compound as a fake cat burglar, and runs afoul of Emma in some way. They probably know each other, distantly, so how will Alma manage to finish the job with reputation intact? Will Emma pass the security test? Will the Justice Minister ever recover?

azurefishnets - Alma & Lynne & Kamila - I will never accept non-Kamila-and-Lynne-sisterhood in the canon ending. Never!! Show me the REAL ending as regards them.

azurefishnets - Cabanela & Chicken Chef - See, I think they'd get along like a house afire. They both have a dramatic bent, so SURELY Cabanela and the owner of Jowd's favorite restaurant can come to an understanding in some way… even if it's via song! (…or a rap battle?!)

azurefishnets - Lynne/Memry - Love the two detective's protegees as rival odd girls with a certain "something" between them. A team-up? A rivalry gone awry? Go ham…er, I mean chicken?

azurefishnets - pet swap AU! Put a pet with a person and let some magic happen. What would have happened if Emma had a Lovey-Dove to help her write? What if Missile was hanging out with Rindge that fateful night? What if Sith had a pet rat instead of his adjutant? Just some of the many possibilities!

azurefishnets - eternal free square for the FFVI AU! https://archiveofourown.org/series/1196335 https://archiveofourown.org/series/1169099 For more information on the one we've already been working on, see the above links, otherwise however you want to experiment!

trash yomiel's body parts being stolen by missile (and sissel)

laughingmango - Cabanela looking stunning in a dress.

laughingmango - Jowd/Alma dynamic if Alma is as much of a weirdo as he is, maybe in a detached way, astonishingly out of touch, ivory tower academic sort of thing

laughingmango - Cabs tutoring Memry. Grounded and Sensible life advice only, ofc ofc

laughingmango - Between “I’m already married”, “that’s a man” and “that’s my best friend” (and/or something else still?), what’s the hardest thing for Jowd as he comes to terms with his attraction to Cabanela?

laughingmango - (art) Cast member(s) of your choice in classic FF job outfits (roughly FF3, 5, T, even 4HoL and/or Bravely Default styles)

laughingmango - Final Fantasy VI AU eternal free square for me as well. Borrowing azurefishnets’ links, https://archiveofourown.org/series/1196335 https://archiveofourown.org/series/1169099 For more information on the one we've already been working on, see the above links, otherwise however you want to experiment!

laughingmango - Jowd/Cabanela Slay the Princess AU, with protagonist Jowd and princess Cabs. How would they embody the (spoiler-free vague gesturing) thingssssss the protagonist and princess stand for? I think their unstoppable force/immovable object dialectic might work very well in this context.

laughingmango - Cast member(s) of your choice, Disco Elysium fusion. Put these people in Revachol or elsewhere in Elysium. If they meet DE characters, please no RCM members other than Harry a/o Kim.

[strawberrymochin]

Springtime Fushiguros♪

Context-: exploring the memories of childhood of fushiguros, marking the spring time of you and satoru gojo.

Lost-: satoru loses Megumi while you all visit the firework festival

Your lips form a satisfactory smile as you finally finish tucking Megumi in a kimono with blue dragonflies printed all over, which once belonged to gojo.

Tsumiki was twirling, wearing her new yukata, adorned with sakura prints on the pink fabric, you guys brought her back shopping. You bought one for Megumi too, which was what he supposed to wear today— on Hanabi— the firework festival celebrated in Japan during the summer season.

He would have looked so cute in the kimono you initially chose for him, even with that grumpy face, like a squishy mochi, if not for gojo who threw out the shopping bag containing megumi's kimono mistaking it for trash.

"Aww! Megumiii!!!! He looks just like mee!!!" Gojo squealed in joy, coming into the kids bedroom to take a look at kids. "And oh my gawd! Miki!!!! You look like an angel! Just like—"

"Like me?" You cut gojo's sentence, grinning at him.

"Nah, I was talking about my self!"

"Wha— you're such a sucker!" You scoff at him, while tsumiki giggles.

"Oii no swearing infront of the kids. Wasn't it a rule you made? Who's breaking it now?"

"Shut up!"

"Hey gumi, never thought you could pull off my kimono huh!" Gojo remarked, bending his torso down, to the kid's level to look into his eyes.

"Do you really have to throw it away?" Megumi grumbles, seemingly uninterested to respond to gojo's compliment.

"I told you, i thought it has trash in it."

"Who keeps trash in a shopping bag?" asks Megumi bitterly, turning his head away, noticing you picking up their now-discarded dresses into the laundry basket. However there was a faint blush tainting your plush cheeks, as your eyes crease shyly, excusing yourself out of the room.

"I do. It's basically saving money yk. You don't have to buy trash bags." Gojo says cupping his face, back to him, squeezing his cheeks.

~♡~

This was just a while ago, before gojo messed up. He's damn sure you would never forgive him for this. Nor tsumiki would. The sounds of people passing by; sounds of childrens laughing, running around; sounds of announcements buzzed through his ears.

He had lost Megumi in the crowd.

Now there are only two options:-

1. Tell the truth and beg for your forgiveness

2. Wander around trying to find Megumi

Before he could decide which option to choose—

"How long do you have to take to buy one lemon soda?" Gojo turns around to find you along with tsumiki, sucking on her popsicle.

"Oh...um—" gojo hesitates, panicking inside, as your eyebrows form a frown.

"Where's Megumi?"

"You see— he's....umm—

Announcement-:

A lost kid has been reported named Fushiguro Megumi, age 7 years, wearing a blue kimono with dragonfly prints along with a blue belt. His guardians are requested to gather near the lost and found centre near the main entrance. Thank you.

"Wow! I see how it is..."

"Listen—"

"Have fun doing the laundry the entire week!"

Gojo sighs in defeat, knowing better not to provoke you anymore following you on your way to rescue Megumi.

When you reach the lost and found centre you see Megumi, grim faced, clutching the lemon soda tight in his hands, among the bunch of other lost kids.

His eyes perk up with relief as soon as he saw your silhouette, running to you ignoring gojo's existance.

"Next time don't loose my hand." Gojo says, getting hold of him again. " Or maybe next time you don't loose my hand trying to pose for those aunties simping over you."

You dart your eyes at gojo, upon hearing megumi's words, "what?"

"No..no babe. He's lying. I swear." Giving you his innocent pouty victim look trying to melt your heart with his cuteness. "I love you."

"Satoru"

"Yeah?" However, his cuteness didn't work melting you this time.

"Have fun doing the laundry and sleeping on the couch this entire week."

Gojo - (⁠ノ⁠ಥ⁠,⁠_⁠｣⁠ಥ⁠)⁠ノ

~♡~

Back home, you were helping megumi, take off his kimono, an unconscious smile tugged on your lips. Megumi tilted his head to the side as you unwrap his belt taking it off.

"Why are you smiling?" He asks.

"am i? Just remembered something sweet yk...." You reply, folding the belt taking in a deep breath.

"What?" You looked at Megumi, eyes glistening with curiosity. It's rare to see him with such soft expression except when he's asleep.

"This kimono you're wearing holds a precious memory to me." You smile, before continuing, "This was the kimono satoru was wearing when I saw him for the first time. You know that day he saved me from getting killed."

Megumi's eyes widened a bit as his lips parted in a small 'o'.

"It's strange how you're so similar to him. Yk, when he was of your age, this guy barely smiled. God he would have such terrifying blue eyes that kids would stay a mile away from him. Lol."

"Weren't you terrified?"

"Yes....but what I was terrified of was the sheer loneliness that lied behind his eyes, which were devoid of any emotion."

"Oh" Megumi didn't know what else to utter. It's hard for him to imagine gojo as someone who would stay dead serious.

"Though don't tell your sensei about it. He doesn't remembers that incident."

Megumi nods coming closer to you as you take off the kimono from him.

[mysticstronomy]

WHAT IS 'NEGATIVE TIME'??

Blog#443

Wednesday, October 9th, 2024.

Welcome back,

Negative time may sound like the last committee meeting you attended that should have been an email, but researchers from the University of Toronto and Griffith University have reported that photons — particles of light — can spend a “negative” amount of time exciting atoms as they pass through a medium. Published in the pre-print server arXiv, the researchers report this strange phenomenon, confirmed by experiments and theory, challenges traditional views of light-matter interaction and sheds new light on the concept of negative time in quantum systems.

The study, which investigates the group delay experienced by photons, also suggests that this negative time has more physical meaning than previously thought and could have implications for quantum technology, such as quantum computing.

At the heart of the research is the concept of group delay. When light passes through a material, its speed is affected, causing a delay in how long it takes to travel from one point to another. Normally, this delay is positive, meaning that the light slows down as it interacts with the atoms in the material. However, in certain cases, especially when the light is tuned to specific frequencies near the material’s atomic resonance, something strange happens: the group delay becomes negative.

This means the light appears to exit the material before it should, creating a paradox that has puzzled physicists. Essentially, it’s as if the photon caused an effect, like making the atom excited, before it even arrived — something that can happen in the quantum world but doesn’t make sense in our everyday experience of time. (Welcome to the weird, wonderful world of quantum mechanics.)

To better understand this phenomenon, the research team set out to answer a fundamental question: Does this negative group delay correspond to the time photons spend as atomic excitations? The answer, as it turns out, is yes. By using a method called the cross-Kerr effect, the researchers were able to probe the degree of atomic excitation caused by transmitted photons, even when the group delay was negative.

The results showed that the time spent by the photons as atomic excitations was directly related to the group delay, suggesting that the negative time observed in the group delay has real physical significance.

Another fundamental question the researchers sought to answer was: how much time do atoms spend in an excited state when a photon is transmitted through a medium?

“We define the average time that the atoms spend in the excited state (τ0), or average atomic excitation time, as the time integral of the expectation value of the number of atoms in the excited state,” the researchers write.

They further explored the quantum nature of this interaction, asking how this time changes when photons are transmitted rather than scattered.

The idea that photons can cause atomic excitations for a negative amount of time may seem counterintuitive, but it fits within the framework of quantum mechanics. In classical physics, time is always positive—a particle moves forward in time as it travels. However, in the quantum world, time can behave differently. When the researchers tuned their light pulses to specific frequencies close to the atomic resonance of rubidium-85 atoms, they observed that the group delay of the transmitted photons became negative. This implies that the peak of the light pulse exited the medium before it logically should have, based on when it entered.

To explain this, the team used quantum theory and the concept of “weak values,” a formalism that allows certain measurements in quantum mechanics to take on values outside the normal expected range. In this case, the weak value of the atomic excitation time was found to be negative, corresponding to the negative group delay observed. Essentially, the photons were interacting with the atoms in such a way that the atoms were excited before the light even arrived—at least, from the perspective of the group delay measurement.

This strange behavior was measured using the cross-Kerr effect, which allowed the team to detect tiny phase shifts in a secondary beam of light (the probe) caused by the atomic excitations from the transmitted photons. By carefully synchronizing their measurements and using post-selection techniques to focus only on the transmitted photons, the researchers were able to directly measure the atomic excitation time and compare it to the group delay.

Originally published on https://thequantuminsider.com

COMING UP!!

(Saturday, October 12th, 2024)

"DO MICRO BLACK HOLES EXIST??"

[pressurereunited]

A casual morning with the Solace Family!

(RU Sebastian didn't wake up, he wasn't asleep... He was already awake. He was busy cooking breakfast for his children, making sure April's' share was liquidified, as she has trouble with most solids she couldn't suck on, he didn't make anything for himself.. he had already eaten an hour ago, he wasn't hungry. He simply boiled some water for himself and made a cup of coffee. Once the table was set and his coffee was finished, he went to wake up Damien and April. He lifted April from her crib in his arms, and she stirred. Then he went to Damiens' bed and gently shook his shoulder.)

RU Sebastian: "Rise and shine, son..."

Damien: "Hmm? Oh... Yeah... Mornin' Dad." (Damien stretches before getting up, putting on his jacket and making his way to the table.) "Thanks for making breakfast..."

Sebastian: "Of course."

(April excitedly babbled as she drank out of her bottle. RU Sebastian sat with them, book in hand and drank his coffee. The intercoms throughout the Blacksite buzzed to life.)

Intercom: "Good morning, Denizens of the Hadal Blacksite! Hope you all had a great rest!.... Updates: Olive Branch intends on making printed phone books for anyone who needs them so one doesn't have to wander just to look at the damn guide! The vent ways in corridor 25 are now safe for transport... Turns out there was no hostile inside, only a void mass collecting rocks... It's docile. The DiVINEs seem to be growing fruit now... Not recommended you eat it, but apparently it leaves a psychedelic effect... Don't eat it... Unless that's what you want... But personally, don't. However, if you feed Chainsmoker one of those fruits, it makes its smoke blue! Pretty cool, huh? Anyways... Chloe's clothing shop has new fabric for new clothes... So if you want a new style, hurry there! It's in corridor 36...."

(RU Sebastian listens to the broadcast nodding along. Damien and April continued eating.)

RU Sebastian: "....'Bout time they began making guides for the phones people can carry around.... Anyway, Any plans today, you two?"

Damien: "I was thinking of seeing my friends today... Or probably doing more exploration!"

April: "Uhm... Can I stay with you today, daddy?"

RU Sebastian: "Of course, sweetheart... (Looks at Damien) Sam is paying me a visit today... Should be here shortly... He found a typewriter but can't use it so he's asking ME to test it out and see if it works."

Damien: "You know how to work a typewriter?"

RU Sebastian: "My grandfather had one....and I learned how to use it."

Damien: "Oh... That's cool!... Maybe I could stay a bit and watch!"

RU Sebastian: "If that's what you want to do, Damien. Hey, You could even learn how to use it yourself... Just like dear old Dad, huh?"

Damien: "Nice!... Just like dear old Dad! (Damien and RU Sebastian share a chuckle before settling into a comfortable silence.) Hey Dad... Think you could've made novels or something? You like to write a lot..."

RU Sebastian: "(thinks for a moment) well... It was a dream I had when I was a boy.... I wanted to be an author... Then a journalist.... Then a reporter... Someone who could share news with others. I liked writing a LOT back then... My desk in my bedroom when I was young was stuffed with stuff I wrote.... Back then, you could ask me to write whatever... A story, a letter, an update on a current event... Stuff like that. "

Damien: "Really?"

RU Sebastian: "(Nods) I mean, I kind of was in my first year in the army... I would help with writing reports and updates- and I wrote my grandfather many many letters... (He sighs and shakes his head) But y'know how life can be, don't you son? Things change."

Damien: "Yeah... Yeah the do... Do you still write as often down here?"

RU Sebastian: "In my personal journal... But not as often as I used to in my teen years."

Damien: "I still have the letter you wrote to me before I came down here... It took me a while to realize you wrote that... you're very... good with your words when it comes to writing them down, Dad. It felt like you poured your heart out into those words. I'd pay to read one of your journals from your younger years..."

(RU Sebastian chuckles.)

RU Sebastian: "You would?"

Damien: "Yeah, I would. Mom even said you wrote her love letters..."

(RU Sebastian blushed.)

RU Sebastian: "Oh... Well... Y'know.... It was just my way of showing my love to her..."

April: (Continues drinking her breakfast as she babbles excitedly about spending the day with Dad.)

(RU Sebastian smiles and nods at April as he sips his coffee, Damien finally finishes eating and goes to wash his plate... This was how the day began with the Solace Family, listening to the intercom, eating breakfast and talking about their plans. Something simple but it kept them grounded despite their reality.)

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Context to that aforementioned letter Damien mentioned.

Before Damien was sent down to the Blacksite, he was given a backpack full of essentials, Sam snuck a letter That RU Sebastian wrote for him into that backpack.

RU Sebastian wrote that letter not intending to give it to Damien, it was just him pouring his emotions on paper... But Sam found it, saw it was addressed to Damien, and took it... RU Sebastian wasn't happy about that, as his letters are his words at their most vulnerable, but he figured if anyone could see that side of him... It was his son.

It took Damien some time to reach door 50 where RU Sebastian was... But as he explored, he took little breaks and found the letter in his backpack... It wasn't signed, but he read it anyway. Damien found himself tearing up at the letters words and he kept it with him.

It took Damien a while (like a few weeks) after meeting RU Sebastian to realize RU Sebastian wrote that letter, and when he finally realized it... He ran and hugged his father. That letter was RU Sebastian at his most vulnerable, more vulnerable than when he sobbed to Damien when he revealed he was the boy's father. That letter held fourteen years of longing within the ink.

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Anyways, that's all for this post, hope you enjoyed it!!!

[contemplatingoutlander]

JOURNALISTIC CHOICES: Telling the Truth vs. "Bothsidesism"

Ben Raderstorf does a great job in this article discussing the dilemma modern journalism has in covering a lying, dangerous authoritarian like Donald Trump, without "appearing partisan." Raderstorf argues against bothsidesism, and in favor of good journalists just simply telling the truth.

[T]he best way for independent, fact-based media to win back the audiences they’re losing to polarization is to not chase them.... But rather, to double-down on independence, objectivity, and honesty. To report reality as it is and to let the chips fall where they may. To draw a hard distinction between the normal political jockeying of healthy democracy and actions that threaten our system of government.   Back in 2022, in response to questions from reporters about how to discern between those two things, we wrote a report on how experts understand threats to democracy: The Authoritarian Playbook: How reporters can contextualize and cover authoritarian threats as distinct from politics-as-usual. 

"Modern autocrats don't crush journalism — they corrupt it." 

Raderstorf also talks about how 21st century autocrats like Viktor Orbán (who is a role model for Trump) apply pressure in subtle ways to eventually "corrupt" journalism.

These days, many autocrats don’t just smash printing presses, throw reporters in jail, and be done with it. Often they pursue a more nuanced, and more insidious, strategy.   With a combination of intimidation, coercion, and financial manipulation, they slowly corrode the independence and autonomy of the press until it ceases to be a meaningful check on power. The media still exists; it’s just an empty shell, a useful facade.   Put differently, modern autocrats don’t crush journalism — they corrupt it. 

[See more below the cut about the role of "anticipatory obedience" and the changes in leadership at CNN and The Washington Post.]

[edited]

"ANTICIPATORY OBEDIENCE": An Explanation for Why CNN and The Washington Post Changed Their Leadership

Raderstorf mentions how the two journalistic outlets that Trump targeted most vehemently as president are the two that eventually replaced their leadership--and as a result, weakened their journalistic integrity.

In an article this week in the Columbia Journalism Review, my colleagues Ian Bassin... and Maximillian Potter ... dive into several case studies. They connect troubling dots suggesting that Donald Trump deployed the Orbán strategy in his first term to greater effect than many realize. [...] In their piece, Ian and Max explore the two major instances in Trump’s first term when he attempted to wield the powers of the presidency against journalists for coverage he didn’t like. First, by threatening to block a proposed merger between CNN’s parent company, Time Warner, and AT&T. Second, by looking to raise shipping rates on Amazon, whose owner, Jeff Bezos, also owns the Washington Post.  In both cases, Trump mostly failed to carry out his threats. But… it’s also true that both CNN and the Post subsequently went through high-profile leadership shakeups at least partly in response to Trump. For CNN, this was Chris Licht’s short-lived tenure and disastrous efforts to make the network “more neutral.” For the Post, it was Bezos installing a new publisher: “Will Lewis, a former Rupert Murdoch executive who has spent most of his career in right-wing media.” [...] Timothy Snyder writes in On Tyranny that autocratic leaders often succeed simply because the media, business leaders, and civil society look ahead to possible repression and move preemptively towards self-preservation. What he calls “anticipatory obedience."

[ahllohehn]

Mmmmumscarian and go crazy :)

Mumbo was forced to go out today. Well, not out as in: You're going out on a quest and sacrificing a few limbs. It was more like: You're going out of your usual routine and sacrificing a few of your social energy.

Mumbo wouldn't consider himself a shut-in, although that's only if you have Tango 'The Outside Doesn't Exist' Tek as your standard. He likes exploring, just not without reason, and he rarely has any reasons.

Today, though, he has a reason. Not exactly important, but important enough for him.

Grian and Scar invited him to sneak into the city for a while to simply just unwind from the violent camp activities. Usually, he'd decline knowing the dangers of going out of the borders. But he already has a difficult time saying no to Grian and Scar's whims individually, it was more fatal to him when it was both of them asking at the same time.

So he found himself going out to the city, absolutely shaken up from each and every sight, smell, and noise around him. Although Scar and Mumbo were equals in terms of exposure to the world outside camp, the other demigod was actually faring much better than Mumbo was.

But everything was well. His two companions reassured that he didn't have to so too much talking and he simply just had to be there with them. He could do that much. He even brought his homemade camera to distract himself from his own anxiety, and it's been a while since he indulged in photography so he might as well.

He underestimated just how much he'd actually be distracted with the camera though.

Every second, every amusing small details, everything that his two companions had to offer, his camera clicked.

It wasn't until he went back home to the Hephaestus cabin to report to Tango about their D.I.Y. camera that he realized just how much he actually took for a hangout that only lasted around 4 hours.

"I swear, Mumbo, you could start a shrine with these," Tango said as they printed out the, apparently, 300 copies of just Grian and Scar's photos, plus the random stray cat photos.

Mumbo's face got redder and redder the more photos got printed, and the more he realized that almost all the photos look somehow the same.

They were all Grian and Scar smiling and laughing, mainly looking past the camera.

Smiling towards him in every photo, Mumbo realizes.

Mumbo groaned into his hands in embarrassment, "I am... So sorry..."

Tango patted him on his back comfortingly, "Nothing wrong with being in love, lil' bro. At least love got us to confirm that the camera works."

Tango's carefree laugh echoed throughout the cabin while Mumbo was folded over himself flusteredly, too embarrassed to actually look at Tango as the photo printer kept on printing in the background.

[scifigeneration]

Early visions of Mars: Meet the 19th-century astronomer who used science fiction to imagine the red planet

by Matthew Shindell, Curator of Planetary Science and Exploration at the Smithsonian Institution

Living in today’s age of ambitious robotic exploration of Mars, with an eventual human mission to the red planet likely to happen one day, it is hard to imagine a time when Mars was a mysterious and unreachable world. And yet, before the invention of the rocket, astronomers who wanted to explore Mars beyond what they could see through their telescopes had to use their imaginations.

As a space historian and author of the book “For the Love of Mars: A Human History of the Red Planet,” I’ve worked to understand how people in different times and places imagined Mars.

The second half of the 19th century was a particularly interesting time to imagine Mars. This was a period during which the red planet seemed to be ready to give up some of its mystery. Astronomers were learning more about Mars, but they still didn’t have enough information to know whether it hosted life, and if so, what kind.

With more powerful telescopes and new printing technologies, astronomers began applying the cartographic tools of geographers to create the first detailed maps of the planet’s surface, filling it in with continents and seas, and in some cases features that could have been produced by life. Because it was still difficult to see the actual surface features of Mars, these maps varied considerably.

During this period, one prominent scientist and popularizer brought together science and imagination to explore the possibilities that life on another world could hold.

Camille Flammarion

The 19th-century astronomer and writer Camille Flammarion. Av Ukjent/The New York Public Library Digital Collections

One imaginative thinker whose attention was drawn to Mars during this period was the Parisian astronomer Camille Flammarion. In 1892, Flammarion published “The Planet Mars,” which remains to this day a definitive history of Mars observation up through the 19th century. It summarized all the published literature about Mars since the time of Galileo in the 17th century. This work, he reported, required him to review 572 drawings of Mars.

Like many of his contemporaries, Flammarion concluded that Mars, an older world that had gone through the same evolutionary stages as Earth, must be a living world. Unlike his contemporaries, he insisted that Mars, while it might be the most Earth-like planet in our solar system, was distinctly its own world.

It was the differences that made Mars interesting to Flammarion, not the similarities. Any life found there would be evolutionarily adapted to its particular conditions – an idea that appealed to the author H.G. Wells when he imagined invading Martians in “The War of the Worlds.”

An illustrated plate from ‘Astronomie Populaire – Description Generale du Ciel’ by Camille Flammarion. This map of Mars shows continents and oceans. In this, his best-selling epic work, Flammarion speculated that Mars was ‘an earth almost similar to ours [with] water, air, showers, brooks and fountains. This is certainly a place little different from that which we inhabit.’ Science & Society Picture Library via Getty Images

But Flammarion also admitted that it was difficult to pin down these differences, as “the distance is too great, our atmosphere is too dense, and our instruments are not perfect enough.” None of the maps he reviewed could be taken literally, he lamented, because everyone had seen and drawn Mars differently.

Given this uncertainty about what had actually been seen on Mars’ surface, Flammarion took an agnostic stance in “The Planet Mars” as to the specific nature of life on Mars.

He did, however, consider that if intelligent life did exist on Mars, it would be more ancient than human life on Earth. Logically, that life would be more perfect — akin to the peaceful, unified and technologically advanced civilization he predicted would come into being on Earth in the coming century.

“We can however hope,” he wrote, “that since the world of Mars is older than our own, its inhabitants may be wiser and more advanced than we are. Undoubtedly it is the spirit of peace which has animated this neighboring world.”

A plate from ‘Les Terres du Ciel’ (The Worlds of the Sky) written by Camille Flammarion. The plate is an artist’s impression of how canals on Mars might have looked. Science & Society Picture Library via Getty Images

But as Flammarion informed his readers, “the Known is a tiny island in the midst of the ocean of the Unknown,” a point he often underscored in the more than 70 books he published in his lifetime. It was the “Unknown” that he found particularly tantalizing.

Historians often describe Flammarion more as a popularizer than a serious scientist, but this should not diminish his accomplishments. For Flammarion, science wasn’t a method or a body of established knowledge. It was the nascent core of a new philosophy waiting to be born. He took his popular writing very seriously and hoped it could turn people’s minds toward the heavens.

Imaginative novels

Without resolving the planet’s surface or somehow communicating with its inhabitants, it was premature to speculate about what forms of life might exist on Mars. And yet, Flammarion did speculate — not so much in his scientific work, but in a series of novels he wrote over the course of his career.

In these imaginative works, he was able to visit Mars and see its surface for himself. Unlike his contemporary, the science fiction author Jules Verne, who imagined a technologically facilitated journey to the Moon, Flammarion preferred a type of spiritual journey.

Based on his belief that human souls after death can travel through space in a way that the living body cannot, Flammarion’s novels include dream journeys as well as the accounts of deceased friends or fictional characters.

In his novel “Urania” (1889), Flammarion’s soul visits Mars in a dream. Upon arrival, he encounters a deceased friend, George Spero, who has been reincarnated as a winged, luminous, six-limbed being.

“Organisms can no more be earthly on Mars than they could be aerial at the bottom of the sea,” Flammarion writes.

Later in the same novel, Spero’s soul visits Flammarion on Earth. He reveals that Martian civilization and science have progressed well beyond Earth, not only because Mars is an older world, but because the atmosphere is thinner and more suitable for astronomy.

Camille Flammarion looking through the telescope at the Observatory at Juvisy-sur-Orge. duncan1890/iStock via Getty Images Plus

Flammarion imagined that practicing and popularizing astronomy, along with the other sciences, had helped advance Martian society.

Flammarion’s imagined Martians lived intellectual lives untroubled by war, hunger and other earthly concerns. This was the life Flammarion wanted for his fellow Parisians, who had lived through the devastation of the Franco-Prussian war and suffered starvation and deprivation during the Siege of Paris and its aftermath.

Today, Flammarion’s Mars is a reminder that imagining a future on Mars is as much about understanding ourselves and our societal aspirations as it is about developing the technologies to take us there.

Flammarion’s popularization of science was his means of helping his fellow Earth-bound humans understand their place in the universe. They could one day join his imagined Martians, which weren’t meant to be taken any more literally than the maps of Mars he analyzed for “The Planet Mars.” His world was an example of what life could become under the right conditions.

[crystalas]

The Dad Alliance: Mistaken Identity

Eclipse stared down at six kids in front of him, the six children stared back, Dazzle and Jack had arrived through the portal and after minute of greeting chatter the six children had turned to Eclipse and then there was long silence of expectation that hung in the air.

Was it possible to have your fight or flight response triggered by children? Eclipse wondered.

“What?” he demanded.

“Sooo…what’s the plan?” Andrew asked.

“Plan?”

“You seriously didn’t agree to a play date and not having something in mind?”

Eclipse’s plan was to dump the brood on Roxanne and let her be the fun Aunt she always proclaimed herself to be, but before he could ask her, she had grabbed the illusion disk and ran off to the mall with Monti and Ballora leaving him without a plan or even a back-up plan.

I have plans upon plans for all my enemies and every eventuality that could cause us harm and the worst-case scenarios but not a single one to entertain children Eclipse thought to himself. He could just shove them out of the lab and let them explore the pizza plex but the idea of leaving a creature of chaos like Jack free reign with someone as equally chaotic as Andrew filled him with dread, no they needed a sitter.

And he was the sitter…

…

…

Well shit.

“Let’s get out the lab first and see what we can do” he stated and the children followed him quietly which unnerved him even more.

The children can sense my fear, like blood amongst sharks Eclipse thought to himself.

The truth was the children were quiet because they were curious to what Eclipse could possibly have planned, Eclipse rarely openly agreed to do fun activities it was always veiled as an experiment or a test of their bodies and abilities. Jack and Dazzle were quiet because they were being polite and going along with the group.

They left the theatre and Eclipse finally gave a sigh of defeat.

“So, what do you lot want to do then?” he asked.

“I knew you didn’t have a plan” Andrew smirked to which Eclipse glared at him. 

“We could do arts and crafts?” Dazzle suggested holding up her hand.

“And make what?” Jake asked.

“Oooh we could make stuff for our room or Clippy!!” Charlie declared.

“I know we have crafting clay in our day care” Dazzle said quietly “If you guys have some you could make him a food bowl”

“Yes, I love that idea!” Charlie beamed happily.

“He’s a robot he doesn’t need a food bowl!” Andrew scoffed.

“He likes to feel included!” she retorted angrily.

“I guess we could make like signs and stuff for our doors” Jake shrugged.

“Great it’s decided we’re doing arts and crafts!” Eclipse announced and ushered them through the day care doors, Dazzle and Jack immediately began to rummage through the supply closets until they returned with the goods needed. She made a pointed effort to put down the table covers and give everyone a plastic apron, in a blink of an eye Jack had placed everything they acquired on the tables with brushes and paints in pots, clay in bowls and pens and paper arranged in a neat array for easy grabbing.

Eclipse watched as the children got to work, the boys flattening out their lumps of clay to make a panel to which they could carve their names into and checking out the different print shapes they could use to decorate.

“I am going to make a bowl for Muffin!” Jack declared.

“Yeah, I’ll make one for Cleo!” Dazzle said and they too got to work.

Eclipse settled himself at the security desk and opened Moonshine’s game, at the very least he could work on that while they make a mess.

For about an hour there was just the quiet chatter of children as they traded tools and paints, offering up suggestions for the food bowls like putting paw prints or their names on the sides. Eclipse himself was also in the zone as he began to mine for copper keeping mindful of any bugs he would need to report to Moonshine.

The doors opened and Sunshine waltzed through, Dazzle beamed happily rushing over with her creation in hand.

“Daddy! Daddy look!” she beamed “I made a food bowl for Cleo and once its dried I’m gonna paint it so we can put snackies in it for her!”

Sunshine looked utterly baffled by this deer child, he had no idea who this was or who Cleo was and why they would be eating snackies out of a food bowl, but what really threw them for a loop was being called ‘daddy.’ There had been many times a child mistakenly called them that but it was a first to be called it with such conviction, so they did what they always did when that happened, Sunshine corrected her.

“That’s a very nice bowl and I’m sure this Cleo person will love it but I’m not your daddy…” he began to which the deer child’s face crumpled into one of complete despair.

“Yes, you are!” Dazzle cried “You are my daddy!”

“I’m really not”

“That’s not true! You are my daddy! You adopted me remember?!” Dazzle was getting more and more worked up tears now trickling down her face, “Are you poorly like Jack was?! Is that why you are saying mean things?!”

“I’m not being mean I’m just saying I’m not your dad…” Sunshine began to which Dazzle began to cry.

“Nooooo!” she sobbed “You are my daddy! You promised to be my daddy! You can’t hate me too!” at this point all the other children had stopped and Jack was now itching to tackle the person who made Dazzle cry.

“I…I…uuhh…” Sunshine rambled this was the first time a child was this set on them being their parent, it was now Eclipse had heard the racket and looked up from their work.

“What are you yelling about?” he demanded.

“Eclipse!” Sunshine gasped in relief; they had been so distracted by this deer child they had not even spotted Eclipse hidden behind the security desk. “Help us out please!”

“Eclipse! Sun says he’s not my daddy anymore!” Dazzle bawled running over to him, dropping her bowl which Sunshine quickly saved from splatting on the floor and making a mess. “You have to fix him like Solar fixed Jack!” 

Eclipse looked down at Dazzle who was now hugging his legs and soaking his pants with tears. Sunshine looked over to the other children and while the kids they knew looked bemused and watching everything unfold unsure what to say or do. The Halloween moon model was glaring at him and … was it pointing a Taser gun at him?

“Dazzle…that isn’t your Sun, this the Sun from this universe” Eclipse explained picking her up, she rubbed her tears from her eyes.

“What? He’s not my daddy?”

Eclipse looked to Sunshine; Sunshine looked sheepish before changing into Moonshine. Dazzle gave a confused whimper and Jack leapt up and scanned the room trying to see where Sunshine had gone to; much akin to a dog whose ball got palmed down instead of thrown.

“I guess these are Dazzle and Jack that Charlie told us about” Moonshine stated walking over and handing Dazzle her bowl “She didn’t tell us you were an animatronics she just said you were ghost kids like her”

“I’m not!” Jack declared “I’m just a robot!”

“Okay then…” Moonshine muttered glancing at Jack before turning back to Dazzle “Did you say you were making a snacky bowl for Cleo?”

“Uh huh” Dazzle murmured looking over her bowl.

“Well, it got a bit squished in all the ruckus shall we try and fix it? Then we can put it to dry” Moonshine offered “And while its drying we can have our own snackies”

“YAY SNACKS!” Jack shouted.

“Is he always like this?” Moonshine asked.

“From what I’ve heard…yes” Eclipse sighed putting Dazzle down. As the deer child walked back to her table Moonshine heard a growl from behind him and saw the Halloween version of himself staring up at him.

“Can I help you?”

“Where is that Sun man who made Dazzle cry?” he asked in a quiet but firm tone, “I wish to taze him”

“No idea” Moonshine said without a second thought “Hopefully you’ll never run into him again”

Sorry Sun Moon messaged his other half looks like your staying put for now.

Strangely enough I don’t think I mind Sunshine messaged back.

[gatheredfates]

Hi all! I managed to jinx myself by saying there wasn't a lot to add to the Compendium this week... and then I found a tonne of resources. I can't say I'm complaining about looking like a fool, though! 🪸

A lot of these resources were shamelessly sourced by xiv.sleepyshiba's masterlist! While I tend to endeavour to provide general / creative resources, their master list does contain a lot of discords / guides you can check out around raiding, combat guides, PVP etc. I might have missed. Send them a coffee if you want, for their kit is pretty comprehensive!

I have tried to include sources I can see have been actively maintained but I can't promise all are 100% accurate or up to date. If in doubt, send me a DM.

Additionally, due to the fact I am slowly increasing my collection, the Compendium has expanded its sections from four to five! We now have a dedicated lore section for anyone who wants to learn more about the game. 📖 I'm hoping this will encourage people to write and submit their lore compilations knowing that people will see them.

However, without further adieu, as of 05/11, the following resources have been added (in no particular order) to Sea's Community Compendium for XIV Creatives!

LARGE SCALE

Eorzea Collection — A one-stop shop for everything gear and glamour related! Browse through gear sets, fashion accessories or individual pieces of gear; view player-made glamorous for any job, race, etc; view chocobo sets and more!

A Master Beginners Guide to FFXIV — A comprehensive document of useful information for anyone looking to get into FFXIV. While accurate only up to Shadowbringers, it includes basic how-to's and general information relevant for people brand new to the game.

FFXIV Venues — A repository of various player-submitted venues open to the public and times of their events!

Aether Roleplay Hub — A discord focusing on roleplay and the roleplayers of the Aether data centre.

Tales From — Every expansion, the Final Fantasy XIV Dev Team releases a series of short stories about the various peoples’, tribes, factions and key characters called Tales From the ___.

Mirapri — Functionally similar to Eorzea Collection, this site accepts player-submitted glamorous for ideas and inspiration. Appears to be predominately used by the Japanese player base.

Akhmorning — A collection of XIV resources containing things one might find the miscellaneous section such as A Comfy Guide for Sprouts and Raiding Fundamentals; Bozja guides including Southern Front, Castrum Lacus Litore, Delubrum Reginae and more; PVP guides including, but not limited to Introduction to Frontlines and Beginners Guide to Feast; and Job guides.

Heavenswhere — Having trouble finding just where your treasure map is located? This tool will help you narrow down the search!

Fashion Reporter — Official Discord server of Kaiyoko and the Fashion Reporter discord bot. Also contains links to access the Fashion Report each week and the How to Make MGP guide.

FFXIV Clock — A tool to track the spawn timers of timed gathering nodes.

LORE

Ishgardian Forms of Address — A document that explores the honorifics, and forms of address used in the in-game setting of Ishgard and by Ishgardian characters using using in-game dialogue, quest text, levequest text and information from the second printing of the English-language lore book, Encyclopedia Eorzea. Maintained by @hasty-touch!

Final Fantasy XIV Lore: Ishgard — also written by @hasty-touch, this document contains lore relating to Ishgard and Coerthas.

Ascian Reference Pile — An up-to-date reference on FFXIV's Convocation of Fourteen, in appearance and lore. Maintained by Igeyorhm on Twitter.

Eorzea Time — The measurement and expression of time in Eorzea, like the real world, is governed by a fundamental set of rules. To understand them, users on Gamer Escape have put together a handy guide for people to follow.

FFXIV Meals Catalogue & Compendium — Have you ever wanted to know all foods currently contained in XIV? This document has a record of all consumable meal items obtained up to 5.4 and the ingredients used to make them. Maintained by vashiane on Twitter.

MISC

Detailed XIV World Map — Have you ever wondered where locations sit in relation to the entirety of Etheirys (and beyond)? This detailed world map provides accurate locals and information for you!

XIV SleepyShiba — Maintained by Udra Virias, this website is a repository of all their resources including, but not limited to; The Detailed XIV World Map, 6x. Paladin Resources, hotbar builders and BiS/gear trackers for raiding, and their own XIV Resources Masterlist!

FFXIV — Hairstyles — Having trouble remembering what Modern Aesthetic style is which? Struggling to find that one hairstyle you saw in game but you don’t know where it’s from? This guide has you covered!

Obscura's consolidation of Helpful links for Roleplay — A collection of tips, tricks and guides to assist people looking into getting into FFXIV RP — or just roleplay in general! Contained within are resources around character creation, relationships, roleplay tips, how to write villains and more.

FFXIV Reference Sheets by Ren — Maintained by @renofmanyalts, these reference sheets currently contain a sortable Roegadyn dictionary and height chart for all the race/clan combinations currently in game.

FFXIV Armoury Collection — exactly what it says on the tin — a collection of every single gear set currently available in FFXIV sorted by things such as patches, class, jobs and raids.

How to Craft like a Machine — This document covers the crafting formulae and other related aspects of crafting in Final Fantasy XIV.

MakePlace — A stand alone tool to preview, edit and share housing layouts.

FFXIV Chocobo Racing — a blog that’s designed to be a comprehensive guide to the Chocobo Racing minigame.

Lord of Verminion — A comprehensive website for everything to do with the Gold Saucer minigame Lord of Verminion.

The Easy Win Lord of Verminion Guide — An easy way to maximise your MGP using the Lord of Verminion.

FFXIV Housing Grade by Plot — A rubric to assist people in understanding the pricing of FFXIV houses.

Housing NPC Images — Not sure what housing NPC looks like? This guide may be able to help you!

FFXIV Fishing Guides — A Final Fantasy XIV Fisher creating guides on how to fish all the fish of The Source and The First, in quick, goldfish sized videos. Making FFXIV fishing easier to do and understand.

Pigeon's Guide to XIV Screenshots — A guide created by @ahollowgrave detailing their screenshot process for FFXIV.

REMOVALS

The following communities have been removed from the Compendium as their sites/tumblrs no longer exist. If new links exist, please get in touch with me and I will re-add them.

The Glitter Hall

Story Hall

CHANGELOG

The Compendium has been updated for compatibility with Google Doc's built-in document outline! This should hopefully assist with accessibility issues. ✨ You can find it by clicking the button below on the left-hand side of the document. No one had made a comment about this, I'm just pedantic.

I have also added definition around the Lore category as well as some general sentence structure and definition in other sections.

Have I missed something? Probably, this update was huge. I'm going to take a break DFKGJHSDF.

Want to submit? You can either fill out the google form here, send me an ask with the relevant information contained on the Compendium, or join my Discord at SEAFLOOR (21+ only)!

[the-bjd-community-confess]

Hello, folks. This is your Oldie Chinese Diaspora Anon™️. I am starting to feel like I sound like bad news bears, so I would like to make my stance clear here. I have nothing against blind box dolls – heaven knows, I have a couple of them, too. It’s just unfortunate that I keep on encountering troubling news when it comes to blind box dolls, it seems. Please bear with me, would you?

Now, I need to introduce you to an... old friend. While we all know the resin recaster and his myriad of companies, I think I have brought up the vinyl recaster, DBS, a few times before as well. As a refresher, DBS is a toy company that specializes in vinyl and ABS toys. They bill themselves as the creators of “proudly MiC” toys for the next generation. However, their dolls have been found to be “recasted” from resin into vinyl and they have been plagiarising from several different companies, from Koreans to down-home Chinese. The MäyTrëë line of blind boxes were rejected by the BJD community because while the original designer was independent, the dolls were made by one of the DBS companies and was thought to be one of their subsidiaries. (more information here: https://the-bjd-community-confess.tumblr.com/post/727751969206304768/hello-anon-this-is-your-oldie-chinese-diaspora )

With that as a preamble, let me introduce you to the “Inedible Rabbits” dolls (Well, these ones: https://www.kikagoods.com/products/moon-jumping-time-bunny-series-1-12-action-figure-bjd-blind-box?variant=44766128931050 ). Similar to the “Escape Plan” dolls, they were created by a team of newbies who first 3D-printed their designs and pitched them to what’s akin to a Chinese-version of a Kickstarter called Modian. During the crowdfunding period, people can pre-order these dolls while the team running the KS maintain regular updates, chase goals, changes to the designs, etc. The final production is usually outsourced to a factory. The team is, in theory, working with the team all the way until delivery. I still vaguely remember someone asking “why aren’t there KS campaigns for dolls?” Well, you’re about to find out why… it wasn’t the price or the long production time, There’s a lot more to it.

As with the “Escape Plan” team, there’s a gap between the final products when compared to the samples (https://the-bjd-community-confess.tumblr.com/post/756541155738615808/一万次出逃计划开箱-避雷快跑哔哩哔哩bilibili ). One of the problems that was encountered by the buyers from the Escape Plan Team was that they have gone AWOL when people started to receive their dolls and started complaining. With the Inedible Rabbit Team however, my sources reported worse issues with communication. The creative team was not only unresponsive most of the time but they would block anyone who even asked benign questions. We also found out that the creative team behind the Inedible Rabbits did not apply to become a company prior to establishing their KS. It means that all of the transactions are considered personal (think F&F). With their frequent and wilful blocking of people, there are a lot of donors who are worried about how shady their behaviour is.

This is the latest expose from a Chinese source: https://www.xiaohongshu.com/explore/66e00cce000000001e01903f?app_platform=ios&app_version=8.52&share_from_user_hidden=true&xsec_source=app_share&type=normal&xsec_token=CBUsqAi70IwpfK_-OZEZS28zESD2e88FIMRgVnkEaN3D8=&author_share=1&xhsshare=CopyLink&shareRedId=ODlFNzlGND02NzUyOTgwNjg5OTc7Szk8&apptime=1725972303&share_id=49435c4b26604cbe8cd6fd49fc41db11 And this is a summary by a Taiwanese proxy: https://www.plurk.com/p/3gac0e1qck (please feel free to use a Google Translator to help you)

The Taiwanese Plurk mentioned that the clothes of the dolls were made by the infamous DBS. This was discovered from a video that the Inedible Rabbit Team posted on their social media showing the interior of their outsourced factory that made clothes for them. (can be seen here: https://www.xiaohongshu.com/explore/66e26d2a000000001e0193cc?app_platform=ios&app_version=8.53&share_from_user_hidden=true&xsec_source=app_share&type=video&xsec_token=CBaBewvBjppksg843In6KcCKwy5e3Tbv8rN-f9ARvjXks=&author_share=1&xhsshare=CopyLink&shareRedId=ODYzRUU9PTw2NzUyOTgwNjY0OThISEtL&apptime=1726233161&share_id=189d6a99974941f899342c780b0e8890 ) At the 0:12 timestamp, a box with the DBS logo was shown very briefly in a pan-over shot. (seen here: https://www.xiaohongshu.com/explore/66e283db0000000027002ca0?app_platform=ios&app_version=8.53&share_from_user_hidden=true&xsec_source=app_share&type=normal&xsec_token=CBaBewvBjppksg843In6KcCK1D4UzhNUD8Fm5_7tph_yA=&author_share=1&xhsshare=CopyLink&shareRedId=ODYzRUU9PTw2NzUyOTgwNjY0OThISEtL&apptime=1726233089&share_id=9de63adea9b14bd191309c996ed2bc29 ) Thanks to this discovery, a lot of the collectors and donators who also own resin BJDs are asking for refunds because they do not want to be associated with DBS in the fear of being seen as pro-recast. Thanks to people pulling out of the KS, the proxy has informed me that some of the unlocked stretch goals would most likely be rescinded. She is afraid that if too much of the funds get pulled out, the creative team may just pack up and do a rug pull with the money. Thanks to the fact that they never registered as a company, if they run, there’s basically no way to get that money back.

I do not want to be seen as someone who stands in others’ way of having a good time and earning money. But I also cannot stay quiet when I know that blind box dolls are a lot of new collectors’ gateway into resin BJD. This is akin to me knowing that something is a recast but fail to warn the new comers ahead of time. If anyone gets looked down upon or rejected from a group due to association with a doll that uses DBS clothes, I don’t think I can quite live with myself. So… thank you very much for lending your ears to me once more. I know full well that I do not have the ability to change anyone’s mind, but at least I can sleep better knowing that I have tried my best to tell you what I know.

Post Script: On September 14th, the creative team behind Indedible Rabbits posted their first public apology: https://www.modian.com/project/update/detail/161340 They promised to create a business account and becoming more accountable. They also stated that despite the factory video they are not in collaboration with DBS. It's up to you to decide if you want to believe the team. end!)

~Anonymous