#I need to know guilty gear fans

[solradguy]

I am so easily distracted by sad monster men with beautiful hair and claws and perhaps a large sword

[pcktknife]

YOU LIKE GUILTY GEAR????

yeah but i dont play

[dizzying-faust]

I wouldn't find A.B.A. and RoboKy overrated if some their fans weren't so obnoxious about them.

[haikyu-mp4]

Media presence, part 3

word count; 1526 – gn!reader, final part of the mini series

go read part 1 and part 2 first for the best experience

You were tapping your foot under the desk like a bunny, lips pursed as you tried to choose who to talk to first. Your eyes settled on Hinata. “Sweetie,” you started, and he nodded eagerly as if he awaited praise. “You don’t have to do everything Atsumu and Bokuto do.”

Hinata visibly deflated, but puffed out his chest to put on a brave front. “Yes, boss,” he said, and it brought forth a small smile because you did like it when they called you that.

“Imagine how much you could have earned if Calvin Klein was the one asking you to do it. Now it’s just out there for everyone.” you kept saying, visibly frustrated. Once again, Sakusa was thankful that you couldn’t see the smile behind his mask as he watched you from the side.

You turned your attention to Bokuto and Atsumu, who were so perfectly placed in the middle of the four, both wearing very guilty smiles.

“It’s not about posting thirst traps, obviously hot guys draw attention,” you said and just missed the way Sakusa’s nose scrunched. You gritted your teeth, breathing through them as you stared at the angry message from one of your bosses that was open on your computer screen. “It’s the fact that Black Jackals has taken in four younger players and three of them are doing a flexing competition on social media like they’re 17 years old,” you said, definitely rambling at this point.

Did I forget to explain what happened? If it’s not obvious already, all three of your problem children posted shirtless thirst traps on their stories last weekend and hashtagged it with HottestMSBYJackal, and then Atsumu posted another one with a poll on it so people could vote between the three. While they gained a lot of younger followers from the stunt, your bosses were not happy as older fans of the team found them to be way too vain and busy with their bodies, and not focused enough on the sport or whatever. What you felt about it was irrelevant. Caring about what everyone else thought about them was your job.

Bokuto pouted and nodded, not understanding what he did wrong but still not liking your tone. “Sorry, boss.”

“I’m letting you off with a warning, just please think twice before posting stuff. Be normal,” you begged them, shooing your hand as a hint for them to wrap up the meeting.

Atsumu must have put some extra audacity in his smoothie this morning because he seemed to let the whole thing fall off his shoulders when you said they just got a warning. “I need to ask you something first, it’s important.”

“Let’s just go,” Sakusa said. He was trying to herd them outside without touching them, which always proved equally difficult. Perhaps he had an inkling about his teammate’s question.

“Which one would you vote for?” Atsumu asked, a toothy grin growing on his face that usually did great for advertisement. You sighed. They probably expected you not to answer.

“Sakusa,” you said, which made all three start yelling for different reasons. He was your favourite today after not participating, knowing that if he tried to stop them it wouldn’t have worked anyway. You covered your ears, regretting answering immediately.

“Quiet down, this isn’t a playground! Let’s go.” Sakusa commanded, this time with a sternness that made the others kick into gear.

“Keep your shirts on, thank you.” They were all on their way out, Bokuto and Atsumu hanging with their heads like wounded puppies who startled once you spoke again. “Not you, Sakusa.”

“Not keep my shirt on, or?” he asked, that Atsumu-coded smirk ringing from his voice.

“Don’t test me, sit back down,” you said, and he shrugged before following your orders. The other jackals had turned around and were looking between you two curiously until Sakusa closed the door in their faces. He sat down and excused them for being so loud, which you brushed off.

The bosses had instructed you to scold all of them, even though you insisted Sakusa was not part of it. Those old men only saw how everyone referred to the MSBY four online.

Honestly, you had no idea why you asked him to stay, so you had to pull something out of your ass real quick. Your mind was racing with all the things you had to do because even though this wasn’t the biggest scandal, it still came on top of everything you usually did. So instead of lying, you rested your head in your hands for a second. “I’m not sure why I asked you to come back inside.” It wasn’t some grand confession, but just that made it feel like a tiny butterfly was fluttering its wings in Sakusa’s belly. He was so pleased that he wasn’t sure what to say, choosing instead to scoot his chair closer to the desk and wait for you to unbury your face again. You eventually did, resting your chin on your hand instead. “Did you think about my suggestion yet?”

“Yes.”

You smiled, nodding your head as he once again gave you one-word answers. Feeling like there was too little air in the room now, you went to open the window. That might soothe your headache. “Once again, the quality of your answers rock my world,” you said sarcastically.

Sakusa hesitated for a moment before speaking up again. “You do a great job,” he said just as you sat back down. For what felt like the first time that day, you really let your eyes settle on him. His hair was a little extra nice that day, in your opinion. You liked it when it was more messy, not picture perfect. Behind the hair, you could still see how his eyebrows were drawn together. More than usual, you’d say.

If you were honest, you would have told him you didn’t always feel like you did great. That you felt like it was so difficult to understand who you were supposed to cater to when everyone had a different opinion and kept expecting you to bounce back every time you met a new challenge. Because you were so good at your job, that came with expectations.

However, your relationship with Sakusa wasn’t like that, so instead your eyes teared up a bit and you whispered a weak “Thank you”.

He nodded but desperately wished you were close enough that he could ask you to tell him everything. To rest your head on his shoulder and hug you until the pain went away. But he knew he had to go back to practice any minute now, and you two would stay an unspoken thing.

You might have only started looking at him now, but he had practically been staring at you since the second he and his teammates came into that office. “I’m sure those idiots will charm everyone with time,” he said, an added assurance he didn’t usually give anyone else. “I’ve seen Bokuto practising his Bokuto Beam, lately.”

“You’re right,” you said. The Bokuto reference did make you laugh and quickly wipe at one eye where a tear threatened to fall from the pressure. It had been a long day. “I’m just glad you didn’t join them, imagine you finally started posting and I had to yell at you.” Sure, you would love a shirtless photo of Sakusa, but your job came first.

“Mm.” He cringed at the thought, hands stuffed in the pockets of his training jacket. After a beat of silence, Sakusa’s frown slowly loosened up. He was glad he could make you laugh a bit, that wasn’t usually his strong suit. “Anything else?”

“No, you can go,” you sighed. “They need you.” He nodded and silently got up, wondering if he should say something more. But he didn’t, he just left. It left you staring at the door, sighing deeply as you realised your predicament. You felt something special for Sakusa Kiyoomi.

As Sakusa got home and settled into his sofa after he was freshly showered, he unlocked his phone and opened messages. He wrote a message, deleted it, and then repeated this a few more times before switching to Instagram. There, he opened the story camera and angled it to show a small part of his pristine living room where the last lick of the sun was shining across the floor. Imagine you finally started posting, were the words that rang in his ears.

The picture he took was nice enough, and he added “Good evening.” in white before spending a while choosing the font he liked. He even added a calm song he heard the other day and grew to like.

After it was posted, the likes flooded in, but he turned on silent mode and switched back to messages. He wondered if seeing the story would make you do another victory dance. Once again, he opened your contact and wrote, deciding to finally send it.

What are you doing for lunch tomorrow?

You: Probably eat

Sakusa rolled his eyes yet smiled affectionately. Eat with me.

You: Okay:)

You: I look forward to it

No more 'unspoken thing'.

part 1 ║ part 2 ║ part 3 (final part) ║ headcanons ║ masterlist

[elementroar]

A.B.A is an experimental clone of the real Dr. Paracelsus (fan-theory)

(I made the distinction in the title but to be clear - I mean Paracelsus her creator, not Paracelsus we all know and love but the one A.B.A renamed him after. To differentiate, I'm referring to them as Dr. Paracelsus)

So, this might not be common knowledge watching Guilty Gear from the outside, but there's actually two Asukas currently 'active' in STRIVE - the original Asuka R. Kreutz and his clone Asuka R♯. In fact, it's the clone that's the main playable character, and the arcade mode is from the clone's perspective as he is his own character separate from the real Asuka.

Asuka R# was created based on Asuka admiring the construction of the Valentine sisters, and the "Frasco specimen" and creating his own clone based on that research. The 'Frasco specimen' is currently assumed to be referring to A.B.A (and was potentially a teaser for A.B.A's eventual inclusion into the game at that point in time).

Asuka (R#): No? Well, I beg to differ. Otherwise… I might never learn why you created me. Asuka: …Um, well… About that. The Valentine sisters, formed by the Universal Will, were perfect beings. I hadn’t seen such immaculate synthetic life since the Frasco specimen. Asuka (R#): So you wanted to try it for yourself. At least you're honest... if ethically bankrupt. Asuka: Let me guess... Do you resent me? Asuka (R#): No need to worry about that. Unless you resent yourself. Now, why don’t we kill a little more time?

What if I tell you there aren't just multiple examples of artificial lifeforms like A.B.A that are all clones of someone, but even in the current official Guilty Gear World entry for 'Homunculus', it's explicitly mentioned there are multiple homunculi in the world and that A.B.A could have 'siblings'?

All the Valentine sisters are clones of the original Aria Hale. So everyone here is technically, on some level, genetically the same person:

And R# is also a near identical clone of Asuka, down to possessing the same memories and experiences but programmed by Asuka to be more socially active than he really is, and also to lack a moral compass (which doesn't seem like a good idea but ok).

So if A.B.A is a similar experiment to the two examples we know, then it follows she is likely an experiment into synthetic clones as well.

And then there's the official entry under "Homunculus" in the offiical Guilty Gear World database (link goes to the online wiki copy of the entry).

That's right, there's confirmation there's multiple homunculi out there, with it explicitly hinted that A.B.A is simply the only one to appear in the games "so far". And either they are going to be unique homunculi, or possibly 'clones' of/like A.B.A that vary like the Valentine sisters do.

And this may be a superficial design coincidence, but original Asuka's eyes are golden while his clone R#'s eyes are green, and quite a similar if not the exact same shade as A.B.A's

But note that the original Aria's eye color was green, and her four clones all have very different eye colors (Elphelt's seems close but hers is actually light blue). It prolly does mean that even when making a near-identical clone like Asuka did with R#, the clone's eye color being different is one of the main differences that appear.

And this leads back to my previous theory that Dr. Paracelsus could be revealed to actually be a woman, and that A.B.A is her genetic clone. As the name 'Paracelsus' is actually a made-up name that's a portmanteau of the words 'para' (meaning 'beyond') and the name 'Celsus' and just meant 'beyond Celsus' and was the historical alchemist's way of dissing another alchemist called Celsus. So there's no inherent gender related to the name 'Paracelsus', and can be a nickname for a woman alchemist/scientist.

This would also help explain all the perfectly sized shorts that A.B.A found around Frasco in the first place to wear. They could belong to her 'mother' who would be exactly the same size as her.

I'm rooting for a future introduction of an older woman scientist that gets to be revealed as A.B.A's creator, because I think the visual would be so cool. Cos her 'mother' would be her but aged normally. And can you imagine if Dr. Paracelsus treats Paracelsus as her son-in-law!?

[cadmium-garfs]

obviously i would love to have more merch of other characters but bridget being essentially the new face of guilty gear and being more well known than even sol badguy is fucking awesome. there is little to no trans rep in media and her coming out not only got rid of a dated trope but let so many transfemmes feel seen. idaf if her fans are “annoying” or don’t know about or even play the game bridget is the best ever and her story mode was incredibly well written and relatable as a trans story. we should all love bridget for her fun silly girl personality and for being a shining light in a time where trans people are being demonized more and more. her popularity goes to show how needed she is. i love u bridget.

[catholic-character-tournament]

Round 1 - Side A

Propaganda below ⬇️

Ky Kiske

He named his son sin. Has Catholic guilt™ about his wife, because she's this monster thing he's supposed to destroy, but eventually it's fine.

He fucked the baddest bitch of all time who was more powerful than a nuclear bomb and decided that was so against his religion he named the child he had with her Sin

He had a child out of wedlock, named him “Sin” and immediately left him in the care of his archrival.

ky kiske rules he loves his wife so much he decided to end racism and he swapped one of his son's eyeballs with his own so he wouldn't experience racism and hes canonically a trans ally

Please hes literallg roman catholic he always has a cross somewhere on his outfit and everything. “What God ordains and wishes for… The order of the world! THAT is justice!!“ -Ky kiske

Shadow

In sonic destruction (the AI generated fan thing snapcube made a while ago) shadow was catholic or something which I think is reallyyyyyyy funny

Ok listen. I know this is a stretch but hear me out. He says “oh my God” in the Twitter takeovers so we know this is a possibility. I see him as a Christ-like figure because I saw his whole confrontation with Mephiles and was like “this is a thing that happened in the Bible??” and the pose Mephiles shows him in is literally like a crucifixion and Mephiles is meant to be a demon / false prophet reference. And also he’s called a demon in Shadow The Hedgehog 2005 then the guy who calls him that is like “I was wrong I’m sorry” and that also reminds me of a thing with Jesus in The Bible. But the biggest reason is his whole thing with Maria cause I think he’d come to earth and hear Ave Maria once and convert to Catholicism idk he’s like we’re comforted by a female familial figure named Mary sometimes called Maria?? And her color is blue????? Heck yeah I’m in because I Will Cry. Also feel free to share this as propaganda obv even if he doesn’t get in the bracket just. It’s funny.

I feel like he’d battle a lot with being seen or portrayed as a demon and how the aliens he’s related to very much look and act like demons idk lmao- and also I feel like confession would just be good for him I think he needs it for his mental health

There is a debate on the lovely website tunblr that Shadow T. Hedgehog is an allegory for Jesus Christ.

He is Jesus, idk what to tell you. He lived, he was sealed away, he was awakened again and deemed the ultimate lifeforms, he's angry but not evil, does what he believes is best for people and the world at any given time. Total loser.

[izanori]

just in time for their birthday! happy birthday testament <3 to celebrate, i have 8 new comics from Guilty Gear XX Yonkoma Kings translated

{part 1 / part 2}

how to read yonkoma + translation notes under the cut:

how to read yonkoma (aka 4-koma):

translation stuff (not even all about things you need to know, i just like to talk):

remember how i said this is my first time cleaning manga? yea, im still learning and using these comics to experiment with ways of handling sfx and stuff, so if you notice any inconsistencies there, thats why. for now, ive decided id rather not erase sound effects because theyre so prominent in manga theyre part of the art... and also because im lazy, and also because i'm no letterer and shouldn't try to redraw them in english

anyways

("im sorry, forgive me") i know nothing about sports and had to look up "wii sports announcer all voice lines" to figure out what someone says when a batter makes a good hit 😭

("this week's plagiarism") did you know patents are "abandoned" and not "canceled" or "annulled" or something? translation really does make you learn something new all the time

("love") napa cabbage? chinese cabbage? hakusai? i dont know. i dont cook. i just dont know. also, asazuke is a pickling method in japan that's real quick, where you put the vegetables in a sealed bag/container with salt or any other pickling solution and wait for 30 min - a few hours. yakiniku = grilled meat!

("all funny men...") so in the japanese, where i wrote "funny man" the text originally said "boke," and where i wrote "straight man," it originally said "tsukkomi." i'm not sure how familiar everyone here is with comedy routines, but in japan they have a traditional comedy duo thing where one guy (the boke) says something stupid, and the other guy (the tsukkomi) hits him with a fan or etc. very simplified explanation. in the west we have something similar, a double comedy act where one guy (the funny man) is very silly and the other guy (the straight man) must maintain his composure. youve probably seen this dynamic in many animanga and sitcoms

aaaaand... i have a ko-fi, if you feel somewhat inclined to give me $3 for being a nerd about testament and supporting other testament fans who can't read japanese. i'd be really thankful!

that's all! bye for now ^_^

[artsy-imogen]

Hello ! welcome to my art account :D !🌱 (pls read !!👇🏻😄)

✩ the names Artsy Imogen! you can call me Imogen or Artsy ^w^

✩ current fixation(s): faust/stardew

✩ re-blogging account - @artsyimogenblogs

✩ #my art 🍰 #my doodles 🧁 - you know the gists ✌🏻😎

✩ #my oc’s 🎂 - #gift art ⭐️✨

✩ asks: open - #Imogen’s asks

✩ #imogen speaks- for random text posts I make and such 🌸

✩ snippets of body horror every now and then ⚠️

✩ !! DM’s aren’t really open !! convos can make me pretty anxious so pls don’t take my silence as anything personal🧍‍♀️I’m just hella shy 🫠

~ What to expect from my art account ~ ✩ this is a multifandom space, consisting of my many current fixations as my interests run rampant in the night. I post kirby, mario, pokémon, adventure time/fionna and cake, stardew, FMAB, guilty gear, gijinka’s, transformers and oc stuff ! 🤗 (both fan made and original 🌷✨) 80% of the time I’ll forget to put certain details in my art TvT ,,🍃

✩ I 100% welcome fanart, so if you wish to draw any of my oc’s or fan designs pls go ahead !😄💕 @ me if ya do ^^! it will make my day ;w;

✩ I’ll do my best to reply to every ask :D but refrain from asking anything suggestive or inappropriate 🙅🏻‍♀️ I’m happy with some jokes and obsessing over characters. but pls nothing nsfw. I ain’t okay with that stuffs, this is a chill account you dig ✌🏻💜

✩ also when it comes down to my oc’s, pls don’t force headcanon’s onto them. I’m only comfortable diving into headcanon’s with my close friends.

✩ lastly, I’m not super talkative about shipping, but I maaay draw those who are canon/heavily implied.

✩ and yup! that’s all for now!💜 I’ll edit this post every now and then with more details if needed :D

✩ I hope you’re having a great day/night!✨🌱

[lasagnaflavoredgrapes2]

From the au where Billy somehow manage to get taken in by Alfred as the new Wayne butler's apprentice, things went smoothly until Alfred decided to introduce Bruce to Billy.

Bruce and Billy (being co-workers who knows each others secret identity,) looks at each other with the 'tf u doing here?' face.

Now they both must work together to hide the fact that Billy is CM, while trying (and failing) to not act suspicious infront of the rest of the fam.

It doesn't help that Bruce's plan to help Billy involves the classic batman style of faking your own death. ( Billy looks at Bruce disappointingly)

Gifts

As a sort of 'thank you' gift or an ' I'm sorry you have to deal with my children's shit ' gift, being the generous person that he is, Bruce decided to give Billy a loyalty present... In the form of a car.

Bruce: ...

Billy: ...

Bruce: ...

Billy: ... For me? Oh wow! Gee, thx mister Bruce! This is the best gift ever.. and a totally normal gift for a ten year old. ╭( ･ㅂ･)d

Bruce totally not understanding why Billy feel the need to be snarky, knowing that if it was Damian, Damian would probably be ecstatic: Billy, we both know you could get much older if you wanted too.

Dick: B! You can't force someone to just suddenly grow older!?

Billy: Yeah! And older me can fly so...

Dick, trying to ease the tension, thinking that Billy is just being sarcastic. : You can fly??

Billy looking vry guilty: (◎_◎;)!

Billy *looks at Bruce for assistance.

Bruce mouthing 'Don't worry' while pointing at a picture of a coffin.

Dick thinking that Bruce is treathening someone into liking Bruce's gift (again) : Omg, Bruce we talked about this-

Late night snack

Sometimes after patrol, batman and robin (Damian) would come upstairs to eat the light snack Alfred had prepared beforehand. Usually at times like this Alfred would remind Bruce and Damian to change outside of their costume first, but today in particular, the patroling took way longer than expected and Alfred had decided to clock in. This wouldn't be a problem persay, if Bruce and Damian had not been to tired to change out of their gear, and with no Alfred to tell them its a bad idea, they march upstairs.

Billy: Ah! Mister Bruce and Master Damian, Alfred told me that you would want a-

Bruce and Damian in their full costume.

Bruce: ...

Damian: sighs * takes out sword.

Damian: William, understand that your sacrifice is a great honour and out of necessity.

Billy panicked : Oh wow, I didn't know you are a Batman fan!

Damian: A batman fan?

Billy quickly: Yeah! It looked very convincing, did you guys go trick or treating together? Oh, what a lovely normal family, you must be hungry! I'm just ganna go ahead to the kitchen! Nothing to see here.

Bruce who is too tired to deal with this: *thumbs up

[invisibleraven]

"You look lost." for the Rarepair of your choice.

Kayla swore as she rushed towards the school, knowing she was late, hoping against hope that Shania wasn't too worried. Luke's flight had been cancelled, Reggie was stuck at a shoot, and that left Kayla to pick up her goddaughter.

Of course she was coming off shooting a music video for Dirty Candi and she was still in her Lilac Candi gear, huffing and puffing in the halls of an elementary school.

Curse her for going so hard on the choreo for this video!

She stopped to catch her breath, bracing her hands against her knees, hating that this school was so confusing with twisting and turning corridors.

"Can I help you?" a melodic voice sounded from behind her. "You look lost."

Kayla straightened up, and turned around to see a truly gorgeous woman standing there, looking Kayla up and down. Probably wondering why this out of breath crazily dressed woman was in her school.

"I'm here to collect Shania Peterson?" she stated. "I'm Kayla Keone, her godmother? Her dad should have called to let you know I was coming."

The woman's face softened. "Oh yes, Reggie told us to expect you, but did ask me to provide the password?"

Kayla scowled, rolling her eyes. "Han shot first."

The woman giggled, hiding her smile behind her hand. "That would be it. Shania is waiting in the office, I'll bring you. I'm Julie, her music teacher by the way."

"So it's you I have to thank for the numerous recorder concerts?" Kayla asked with a grin.

"Guilty as charged," Julie admitted, leading her through the halls. "The school thought it was the best, cheapest option for the kids to learn to read music and play from them. Of course, given who her dads are, I doubt Shi needs much help there."

"Definitely not," Kayla replied with a chortle. "I swear she sung her first words instead of speaking them."

"So can I ask about the get-up?" Julie asked as they walked past displays of artwork, photos of happy kids, and dioramas that made Kayla long to go back to school if she could go to a place like this.

"Oh, I was shooting a music video?" she replied. "I'm in Dirty Candi, and I didn't have time to change."

"Oh, I think I've heard your music on the radio!" Julie exclaimed. "It's not really my thing, but it's still pretty good."

Kayla nodded, she got that-before meeting Carrie she never thought that electronic pop would be her thing either. But it let her do what she loved-perform, but Carrie also let her design all the choreography, and their last album paid her tuition so she could get a degree in it.

"More of a Sunset Curve fan then?" Kayla asked.

"Oh definitely!" Julie grinned. "It doesn't hurt that I've been friends with Willie since diapers, and helped write a few songs here and there for them."

"You're that Julie!" Kayla almost shrieked. "Wils talks about you all the time, he keeps meaning to get us to meet and it's just never worked out."

"I have an inkling he wants to play matchmaker," Julie whispered. "I can't say I'm opposed to the idea now that we have met."

"Me either," Kayla replied with a blush. She was about to hand Julie her card when a cry from down the hall interrupted her.

"AUNTIE KAY!"

A small blur of dark hair and freckles launched at her, nearly knocking Kayla off her feet. Kayla let out a small grunt before spinning the girl around. "Shi Shi! How's my favourite girl?"

"Better now that you're here," Shania replied, smiling her father's crooked grin up at her. "Can we get ice cream?"

"Of course we can superstar," Kayla assured her. "You got everything?"

Shania's eyes grew wide, and took off back to the office they were standing before, presumably to get her bag.

Kayla chuckled, then turned to Julie. "Kids."

"You have any?" Julie asked.

Kayla bit her lip-technically Shania was hers. She had donated the eggs to Reggie and Luke so they could have a kid. Even offered to carry her, but they had gotten a surrogate instead. They had all agreed to tell Shania when she was a little older, and started asking about her egg donor. So Kayla couldn't really tell Julie about it before Shania knew-even if she was sure Alex and Willie also knew the truth.

Instead she shook her head. "Nope. You?"

Julie laughed. "Every single one in this school is mine-I'm good not having any to go home to."

"Fair enough," Kayla replied, then dug her card out of her purse, handing it to Julie. "If you ever wanna get coffee, see if WIllie's matchmaker tendencies are correct, gimme a call."

Julie blushed, tucking the card into pocket. "I definitely will."

"I'm ready now Auntie Kay!" Shania shouted, coming out of the office, holding her bag in one hand and the strap of her guitar case in the other.

"Well then let's go, that ice cream ain't gonna eat itself!" With that, Kayla shouldered the guitar, smiling at Julie before walking down the hall, loving how the woman blushed, even as Shania called a farewell to her.

"Miss Julie is nice, did she help you find me?" Shania asked.

"She did indeed," Kayla hummed. "Now... how do we get out?"

[solradguy]

55/174 pages of the ML manga scanned in. It's so easy I kept getting distracted lol I'll finish scanning it tomorrow

[bigupsdog]

Intro dialog for every Guilty Gear character day 2: Elphelt

Sol: A Rockstar now eh, ya like Queen?

El: Whoa, that's super retro, you really know your stuff, wait how old are you again?

Ky: Just so you know, no one back at Illyria castle saw you as any kind of burden.

El: I know, but I needed leave, I have to spread my voice.

May: Hay Elphelt, how are your sisters?

El: They're doing great, how are yours, it's alright if this takes a while.

Axl: You ever lose a person ya love?

El: Kind of, he was also a metal singer, but i'm still not really sure if I loved him or if I was told to love him.

Chipp: A rock star? Well I'm a ninja star.

El: The two of us will shine so bright we'll ignite the sky.

Potemkin: I always wanted to learn music, but I would break any instrument I'd get my hands on.

El: Oh no buddy, I'm sure we can make an instrument tough enough to handle your metal.

Faust: Diagnosis… butterflies… in… stomach.

El: Gross, get them out!

Milia: Not all love stories end in happily ever after I'm afraid.

El: Don't worry Millia you'll find the perfect someone someday.

Zato: Love? Is that what I feel when I'm around, her?

El: By her, do you mean, me!?!

Ram: Speothos Venaticus, hmm maybe we should get you a dog of your own.

El: Yes! Yes! Yes! Then your dog and my dog could be boyfriend and girlfriends, eek!

Leo: The castle has definitely been a lot less noisy since you left.

El: You can't scream your heart out in a place like that without someone else screaming at you to quiet down.

Nago: If you hand me that marriage certificate one more time I'll cut it to shreds.

El: Luckily I have hundreds more, so stop playing hard to get.

Gio: Speothos Venaticus? Met a couple of those where I'm from.

El: YOU DID! Tell me all about them and how they're the cutest, best thing in the world!

Anji: I wouldn't exactly say your music is good to dance too.

El: Oh you have to do a specific kind of dance, I think it's called the mosh.

I-No: Music, I prefer to call whatever you're doing, shit.

El: Well you're not very radio friendly.

Goldlewis: Never been much of a fan of metal, ya like county?

El: Nope :) But that's ok we all can like the music we like.

Jack-O: Just took Soooool on a really sappy daaaate.

El: Well don't hold out on me, let me hear all the juicy details.

HC: I've never heard anything like your music before, gotta say I'm a fan.

El: REALLY! If you sign here you can join my fanclub, it currently only has 4 members so seats are open!

Baiken: You're too loud I can barely hear myself think.

El: Oh sorry I'll try to play my new song “The Demons Deadly Wedding from Hell” a little quieter.

Testament: You were almost pupited to kill those you love… I'm happy you managed to avoid that fate.

El: Kliff… I know he loved you more than anything, even after you became a gear.

Bridget: I've heard about a secret energy called “Girl Power” can you teach me how to harness it?

El: My first decipl! I'll teach you everything I know!

Sin: So you decided to leave the castle and march to the beat of your own drum, I can respect that.

El: I'm marching alright and nothing's gonna slow me down, unless I trip.

Delilah: Would you mind quieting down? I'm trying to sleep.

El: I could sing you a death metal lullaby if you want.

Asuka R#: Just to warn you I am an artificial lifeform, but I am nothing like the Universal Will.

El: Just don't force people to do stuff they don't want to do and I guess you're fine.

Asuka R Kreutz: Any advice on being more entertaining for my podcast.

El: It's your lucky day cause you're talking to a girl who's listener count has doubled to 18, we'll get you your fans in no time.

Johnny: Love songs eh, ya got one for me?

El: Of course, and soon I'll have a song for every person on this planet.

ABA: Maybe one day you'll have half my charm and you can get a man half as good as Paracelsus.

El: Ahh thanks ABA, that's really sweet :)

[dr-spencer-reids-queen]

The Angel Marker: Part Three

Pairing: Spencer Reid x Female!Reader

Word Count: ~2.3k

Summary: You still feel guilty for what happened to you and Hotch even though you shouldn't. If you had seen that bomb before getting blasted back, then maybe you wouldn't have so many problems with your "abilities".

Warnings: canon violence, canon language, canon talk of death, methods of kill

Author’s Note: I do not own anything from Criminal Minds. All credit goes to their respective owners. If there are any warnings that exceed the normal death/kills from the show, I will list them. If you’ve seen the show, then it’s the same level of angst unless otherwise stated

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You and Rossi are going to talk to a woman named Shara, but the entire car ride is silent. Rossi is driving but you can feel his eyes on you the entire ride there.

"Did you lose something over here, Rossi?" you ask without looking up.

"What's going on?"

"Nothing."

You get out of the car and put on your sunglasses to counteract the brightness of the sun.

"How are you doing?"

"Why does everyone keep asking me that? My head hurts, I had stitches, but they're out now. It'll get better."

"That's not why they're asking. What happened to you wasn't your fault."

"It kind of is. I connect with energies and see things that aren't there. I went with Kate and Hotch because I felt like I needed to protect them. My abilities told me to go with them, but Kate still died and Hotch and I still got hurt. Now, I wasn't able to see that our unsub is a woman. Normally, I would have seconds after arriving."

"Knowing our unsub is a woman earlier might not have changed anything. We're still in the dark about who she is, and we have no leads. You're doing everything you can."

It's like you're not listening to what he's saying. You shake your head and walk towards Shara's work building. Rossi called her before you two left, and she is expecting you two.

"Shara Carlino visited Ryan over seventy times. She waits an average of three hours for a ten-minute visit and a mandatory strip search," you move on.

"Would you endure that for a guy?"

"For Spencer, always," you say truthfully. "Shara was a marketing VP in Cincinnati until '99, then she moved here and took an outside sales job. It was a serious pay cut from what she was making before."

"I'm guessing she came for the view."

You and Rossi walk into the building and head to her office on the third floor. She greets you with firm handshakes, and you two take a seat at her desk. You remove the logs from the prison that show how much she was visiting Cortland when he was in prison.

"According to these logs, you were the Angel Maker's number-one fan."

"His name is Cortland, and I wasn't a fan."

"How would you characterize your relationship?"

"We were lovers."

"Last time I checked, they didn't allow conjugal visits on death row," Rossi comments.

"It wasn't about physical interaction. When you take away the flesh, there's only the soul. Everything was understood. There were no secrets. Cortland made me feel alive, in a way no free man ever could."

"Where were you on the 16th of this month?" you ask.

"Why?

"We believe this copycat killing was committed by a female fan, someone who knew Cortland very well."

"I was out of town with the company. Ask anyone here," she shrugs.

"Do you know of another woman who--"

"There were no others," she cuts you off.

She's very adamant that she and Cortland were exclusive, but you know that's not true.

"Ma'am, I can show you prison logs, copies of fan letters, and items that women have sent Cortland dozens of times."

"They didn't mean anything to him."

"Whatever connection you had with Cortland was severed when he died, not the copycats. Every time she kills, it reinforces their love. That is unless you help us stop her."

The gears turn in Shara's head, but she ultimately gives in.

"He sent me a letter a few months before he was--" She can't say the words, so she quickly moves on. "I knew it wasn't meant for me, because it was addressed to 'My Dove'. He never called me that."

"Do you still have it?"

"No, I burned it."

"Did the text reveal anything about the woman?" you sigh in frustration.

"The text was a joke. Usually, his prose was seamless and beautiful, but this was pedestrian and crude."

"You never asked him who this dove was? I thought there were no secrets between you," you shrug.

"You've never been in love, have you?"

"I have and currently am, but thank you for your time."

You're not going to get anything useful out of this woman, and Rossi knows it. You two leave her office with more women to talk to. They were all a bust, and the rest of your team didn't have much luck either. Whoever this unsub is, she's not on your list.

By the time you got done talking to every woman on your list, it was nightfall. You picked things back up in the morning, but as soon as you walked into the police station, there was news of another woman dead.

Her name is Maxine Chandler, and you find it weird that this is the only female victim from this copycat. You, the sheriff, Hotch, Emily, and Derek head over to her house where Maxine is still inside her home. The crime scene is fresh, so it must have been discovered not that long ago.

"What can you tell me about Maxine?" you ask one of the officers who is already there.

"Her neighbors say she's lived here her whole life, all twenty-eight years of it, anyway."

"How many kids does she have?" Hotch asks.

Inside her house is filled with children's toys, so one can only assume.

"None of her own. She runs a daycare. The guy that called 911 came here to drop off his toddler and found Maxine in her bedroom. Coroner's in there with her now."

"Did you check all entry points?" you ask, shoving your sunglasses further up your nose.

"Yeah. There was no damage and no tool marks, so the same as the first."

"Now that we have two victims, we have data we can compare. We should see what victimology can tell us."

"I'll get JJ to bring us the files on the first victim," Derek says and takes out his phone.

The coroner comes out of the bedroom and heads over to your team when he spots Hotch.

"What did you find?"

"Well, I put the time of death around two in the morning. The victim was struck multiple times with a blunt object, and there are signs of penetration with fluids."

"Does she have the same post-mortem mutilation?"

"Yes, it's the same but different."

You frown and head inside the room where Maxine is lying on her bed for everyone to see. Her abdomen is on display, so it's easy to spot the marks made by the unsub. You put on some gloves and move her clothing out of the way so you can see the pattern clearly.

"There it is again," you mutter.

"What is it?" Hotch asks.

"This looks like the Carina Constellation. Did you find paper in the wounds?" you ask the coroner.

"Yeah, how did you know?"

"Our unsub needs to use a template. These marks mean something. The Angel Maker didn't need to use a template because he knew exactly where to put the markings. That's why there is paper found in the wounds."

"We need to go back and re-examine each of the patterns. Where's Reid?" Hotch asks.

"He's at the station going over the notes."

Spencer is reevaluating the notes that were addressed to "Dove". One of the letters is as follows: "Weather is good here. Out in the garden all day. Bids land on the fence. The moon is full now." It doesn't make sense because Cortland only got an hour a day in a concrete yard. There was no garden or birds. It sounds like a death row haiku and a bad one at that.

Spencer thinks Cortland did that on purpose. Cortland tries very hard to put each word and letter in the right word. It's a code. The steganographic method would allow him to write letters that don't appear enciphered. The real message would be hiding in plain sight.

Spencer can do it. He's very smart and the team doesn't realize just how amazing that is. They all tease him about his intelligence, and you kind of hate it even though you know they don't mean anything bad by it.

You gather with everyone in the living room to discuss the next steps.

"Small towns suck for victimology. There's too much overlap," Emily sighs. "I've got both women at the same church, same doctor, and same grocery store."

"She's mimicking the Angel Maker. Maybe we should look at his victims," JJ suggests.

"Yeah, but there's a disconnect. The Angel Maker chose women because they excited him sexually. The copycat's satisfaction isn't sexual. It's about perfectly re-creating the murders," Hotch says. "

"So, what she looks for in a victim is someone who's easy to kill," you explain, "which, for her, means easy access to their homes. What did Delilah do for work?"

"She made jewelry and sold it out of her home," JJ answers.

"So, they both had home-based businesses. A stranger could walk in off the street and be a prospective customer. The unsub poses as a client, uses the bathroom, and cracks the window so she can get back in later."

"Let's check their business records and see who came by on the day of the murders."

Everyone shuffled through the case file for that kind of cross-reference, but nothing pops up. You're getting really frustrated, so without another word, you get up and leave the house. The neighborhood is quiet, so the front porch seems like the perfect place to go.

Moments later, someone walks out to check up on you. You know exactly who it is based on the energy you feel.

"I'm sorry, Hotch," you sigh and sit on the porch steps.

"For what?" he asks, taking a seat next to you.

"If I had just seen the bomb earlier, then maybe Kate might still be alive and both of us wouldn't be hurt."

"I never blamed you, Y/N. You shouldn't either. What matters now is getting better. Kate would have wanted that."

"I hear you, and I'm trying, but when you have the ability to help prevent something, then it's on you to do something about it before the bad thing happens. But you don't, so you don't understand," you sigh.

"I know. I don't fully understand, but the best thing any of us can do is try, and you tried. That's all I can ever ask of you. You can't predict everything."

You look up at the night sky in thought, but you pause when you notice something about the stars in the sky.

"I knew it," you mutter and get off the step.

"What is it?"

"Both Cortland and our unsub were puncturing constellations in their victims. That's the pattern I keep seeing." Both you and Hotch head back inside the house. "The puncture wounds on the victims represent constellations."

You go through the files of every victim and prove this by using pictures from the internet of each constellation.

"Constellations? Don't tell me this guy was following the zodiac," Rossi states.

"No, these are from a family of constellations known as the Heavenly Waters. It's probably why the windows are open after each kill so their souls can be released into the sky." You take out the files from the Angel Maker's victims to show each and every constellation. "Delphinus is the dolphin and Equuleus is the little horse. There are nine constellations in the Heavenly Waters. The Angel Maker killed six. Our unsub continued where he left off. First, she did Vela and last night she did Carina. The only one left is Columba, the Dove."

"One more kill and she completes his set," Rossi says. "She knew the meaning of the stomach wounds. That's something even we didn't know."

"She must have been a lot closer to Ryan than we thought."

"They weren't just close. They were in love," Spencer says with copies of the notes in his hands.

"How did you crack it?"

"I profiled the author. Cortland Ryan was on death row with several high-ranking members of the Aryan Brotherhood. He either got the code from them or he read a lot of 16th-century literature. The Aryans liked to use a cipher based on a four-hundred-year-old code written by Sir Francis Bacon."

"So, it's a binary code?" you ask.

"Yeah. Bacon used a twenty-one-letter alphabet. This one's twenty-four. Each letter is assigned a bit string of five binary digits. This combination yields thirty-two possible encodings. Normally, you'd use a computer to run all these combinations, but it was quicker just to do it longhand until I found the right one."

Emily reaches out with a shocked expression and pokes Spencer on the cheek.

"He's so lifelike," she jokes.

Spencer rolls his eyes and moves on, but for a split second, you can feel his annoyance towards her.

"Emily," you say in a stern tone, but Spencer has moved on so she doesn't have time to respond.

"Now, we don't have a complete record of their correspondence, but I was able to make a chronology. The woman he calls 'Dove' established contact shortly after the trial."

You take the letter the unsub wrote back to him, and you read it out loud.

"My dearest Cortland, thank you for writing back to me. The day the verdict was read, we shared a silent moment. I knew then there was a force willing us together. Every time I see you, I feel warmed as if by the sun, and yet, I fear if I come too close, I'll be consumed by your fire. Already, you've entered my dreams. Each time you appear to me, I'm embraced by a feeling of trust and belief, as if I've known you all my life. As always, I am touched by your words, but I long to see you again. Days pass quietly, one into the next... If only they would let us marry... I could finally hold your hand... But I can't leave this world before seeing your face one last time. I will bring a part of you back into the world, and forever you will watch over us from the stars."

"What do you think she meant by that last line: I will bring a part of you back?" JJ asks.

"Maybe the murders? She brought him back to life."

"What if she was talking about his child?"

"Well, she did say, 'Watch over us from the stars'. She used the semen samples to plant evidence and to get pregnant. If she actually had his kid, we might be able to track her through birth records."

"Agent Hotchner?" the sheriff asks, coming into the living room. "We just got a report of a woman attacked in her house by a female assailant."

"Is she okay?" JJ asks.

"It sounds like it, but I can't say the same for the attacker, though. Neighbors heard cries for help, and pretty soon half the block was on her."

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[rolansrighthorn]

Get To Know Your Tav

Tagged by @voloslobotomyservice, thank you! <3 For this I tag @underdark-dreams, @faerunsbest, @dustdeepsea, @commander-krios (sorry if any of you have been tagged already, this has been sitting in my drafts for a long time lmao)

Link to my second post here.

I have two I would like to introduce but tumblr's text limit is forcing me to do two seperate posts. This post is dedicated to my OC, Daryna Stalwart, she is in her 30s and is a tiefling with broken horns (formlery curled), human brown eyes, and skin such a pale shade of pink it's easy to mistake her for a human.

What is their:

Favorite weapon? Daryna hates melee fighting but will use a scimitar.

Style of combat? Spellcasting, long range

Most prized possession? She was gifted a sending stone from Rolan that she will never let go.

Deepest desire? To truly love and be loved by Rolan and to have a very long, happy life with him. She also wishes the world to be kinder so he doesn't feel the need to be so harsh to protect himself.

Guilty pleasure? I have been thinking on this and I don't think she has one.

Best-kept secret? Daryna cannot keep a secret to save her life, especially from Rolan, Cal, and Lia.

Greatest strength? Rolan, Cal, and Lia are the biggest contributing factors to the strength she has to survive anything life throws at her. Avernus was the first big obstacle she overcame for them.

Fatal flaw? Daryna is very self sacrificing in the name of creating a better world for Rolan, Cal, and Lia to live in.

Favorite scent? Daryna loves floral scents as they remind her of Elturel/Rolan.

Favorite spell/cantrip? Guiding Bolt, sacred flame

Pet peeve? She absolutely hates when Rolan partakes in bad decision making and gets himself into trouble. Other than that, she has enough patience for to not find much that annoying.

Bad habit? Unintentionally dismissing what Rolan truly wants (her) in her insane attempts to try to protect him from the harshness of the world/make the world a kinder place for him.

Hidden talent? Daryna has the ability to knit and once she discovers this talent, she will knit Rolan and his siblings some winter gear.

Leisure activity? Reading books or cleaning up the tower libraries with Rolan. Additionally, she enjoys going out in the evening with him and walking through the parks while holding his hand.

Favorite drink? Daryna is not a huge fan of drinking but she will share a bottle or two of Arabellan Dry with Rolan if he wants.

Comfort food? Daryna's favorite food is beef with rice, green beans, carrots, and peas.

Favorite person(s)? The most important person to her in the entire world is Rolan. She would die for him, and she would die if it meant the world was a better place for him.

Favored display of affection? Daryna loves caressing against and curling her tail with Rolan's, particularly while they are sitting together or sleeping.

Fondest childhood memory? The day she met Rolan, Cal, and Lia is in her top favorite memories. Also the first kiss she shared with Rolan (not counting the one he playfully provoked out of her when they were kids).

Anything else you’d like to share? Daryna just has an incessant need to be near Rolan and to be loved by him, but she also wants the world to be a place he can feel safe enough to be in where he doesn't need to front as such an ass as he does and she is willing to sacrifice her own life for it.

[raunchyr0nnie]

Guilty Gal bedroom headcanons

Compiled my sex headcanons for the Guilty Gear ladies for fun, obviously this isn't all of them, it's the ones for Strive as well as the other ones I like the most

And like these aren't super in-depth or set in stone, they're just how I imagine em and what I think they like!

Ramlethal

-Service top

-Typically focuses on making sure her partner is taken care of

-Sex and intimacy are still something new to her so she enjoys receiving directions

-Not very picky when it comes to positions

-Really likes praise, but on the occasions where she bottoms she likes the sensory experience of temperature play

Elphelt

-Bottom

-Pillow Princess!!! Her darling should be so head over heels for her that they're willing to spoil her!

-That said, it's not like she won't put in the work when she needs to. A relationship is a partnership of equals, after all!

-Any position where she gets to look into her lover's eyes is a winner in her book

-LOOOOVES a good roleplay, she's got so many scenarios ready to go!

Dizzy

-Service Top

-Very unselfish lover, she will make sure her partner enjoys themself as much as she does

-Constant words of affirmation, telling her partner how pretty they are and how good they are

-Similar to Elphelt, loves any position where she gets to look her partner in the eyes

-Obviously good at praise and body worship, can also use her tail to great effect

May

-Top

-A lot of energy, can go for a while before she suddenly crashes

-Likes making her partner feel good!

-Handy with a strap but she can ride like the wind

-Enjoys sex in unconventional places, although not necessarily public

Giovanna

-Switch

-Very casual approach to sex, won't make a big deal or show out of asking her partner about it

-Likes being dominated but is willing to show a less experienced partner how it's done

-Lover her partner being on top of her but also likes oral a lot

-Semi-public sex is fun for her, she likes the risk

Millia

-Bottom

-Yeah I know she seems like a top at first glance but to me I think she's the type where at the end of the day she wants to be able to surrender control to someone who will make her feel good and take care of her

-That said she'll take charge and direct her partner if she needs to (her powers come in real handy here)! She can be a bit picky

-Loves being tied up, knowing that she can easily break out of it if she needs to

I-No

-Switch (girl's done it all)

-Sex, on top of being fun, is a distraction from The Horrors so her partner had better be ready to go at a moment's notice

-Definitely a selfish lover, she's more focused on her own pleasure, but with her prowess her partner typically ends up satisfied

-Anything's good by her but she'll typically go for positions where she has some control, like cowgirl

-She'll do pretty much anything but definitely has a sadistic/masochistic streak

Baiken

-Typically tops but a little more willing to bottom than you might think

-For her sex is more a physical need to fulfill so don't expect a lot in the way of romance or foreplay

-That said she's not selfish, she'll make sure her partner gets off too

-Likes it rough, so she'll gladly be on either end of doggy style

-She can dish out insults and take em too, so someone's gonna be bratty in this equation

Jack-O

-Switch

-Now that she's her own person, she's figuring out her likes and dislikes

-Her more energetic and silly personality has her more like a pillow princess, while her more reserved and insightful persona has her more willing to put in work

-Very flexible so she's a fan of having her legs over her partner's shoulders, being put in a press, etc.

-Likes experimenting but definitely very partial to using food in the bedroom (sweets of course!)

Bridget

-Bottom

-Struggles with dysphoria so if she's comfortable enough with her partner to be naked around them, that really means something

-You have to call her "good girl." You Have To

-She likes giving and receiving oral the most, but hey, she's got a nice butt too! Won't say no to getting fucked from behind

-She enjoys some light bondage, in a more established relationship she could maybe get into petplay