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[erinsintra]

The wild world of Brazilian folklore

Been a while since I write anything with more than three lines for the five people who bother reading them. Well, I'm bored and too lazy to start looking a job today, so here you go.

I've seen a lot of people here talking about American folklore, Greek mythology, African mythology (and they always call it "African mythology" as if it's one country - seriously, imagine if we called Irish folklore "European mythology". it makes no sense), but I'm yet to see anyone talking about Brazilian folk myths. So here are some of the ones I like the most.

I encourage you to look for more on your own, because there's a shitton of them and I can't fit everything on a single post.

Saci Pererê

Perhaps the most famous mythological creature throughout the country, the Saci is a mischievous, fae-like being commonly depicted as a short black man with one leg wearing a red cap. He is famous for his pranks, which are usually mostly harmless, such as switching the contents of sugar and salt pots and tying knots on horses' hair. He's also said to control the winds and ride dustdevils, escaping faster than a regular person can run.

In some versions of the legend, the red cap on his head is the source of all his powers, and by stealing it, a person can control the Saci as they please. They can also be trapped inside a bottle with a cross drawn across it, and one can also make a deal with him by offering booze and tobacco.

Boitatá

An immortal eldritch being that roams the forests of the countryside, usually depicted as a giant flaming snake. Merely looking at it is enough to drive a man mad, and the only way to escape it is by standing completely still with one's eyes closed. It is said that once, when the world was plunged into darkness, the Boitatá feasted on the eyes of those who could not see.

Boiúna

Isn't it weird how every pantheon ever has an evil snake on it? The Boiúna is a giant sea serpent with shapeshifting powers that feeds on the vessels that try to approach it by mimicking the shape of a human ship.

In some versions, he's also said to shift into human form and once had an affair with a human woman. More on that later.

Bruxas (Witches)

Brazilian witches tend to be quite different from their European counterparts. For starters, they are not women who made a deal with the devil - a witch is born as a witch, and depending on the version, she's either the seventh child of a family or the offspring of a priest and a pagan (i.e, nonchristian) woman.

Witches don't fly on brooms, they don't need to. Most can turn into a moth at will, and they're also said to be able to pass through small spaces by stretching their bodies like a cartoon character. Have you ever seen a Brazilian moth? They're bigger than some birds.

Witches are also said to drink the blood of pagan children by landing on their bellybuttons while they sleep and drinking it up while in moth form. A big-ass moth inside your house is usually a bad omen, and you better not touch it with your bare hands. But witches also really love their booze, and you can make a deal with one by offering her some alcohol.

There's also the Cumacanga, a little known variation of witch with a detachable head and hair made of flames that scares of people during the night. In order to figure out her identity, one must gift her a needle, and she'll soon arrive at your doorstep in human form to return it to you when morning comes. I don't know why, but some of those creatures are very polite.

Mula sem Cabeça (Headless Mule)

If there's anything those myths have taught me, is that you shouldn't fuck a priest. At all.

The headless mule is - rather obviously - a large equine with a flaming bonfire for a head that roams around destroying everyone it sees. If a priest breaks his vows and marries a woman, she'll become a headless mule the next Friday night (the legend is very specific about the day for some reason). In order to protect yourself from one, you must lie down and cover your teeth and nails, for they're attracted by shiny things. You can turn a mule back into a human by stabbing it with an iron knife.

Lobisomem (Werewolf)

Brazilian werewolves, like witches, are very different from the Hollywood version. While it is common for a human to become a werewolf by being bitten by another one, most werewolves are born that way - either the seventh male child of a family or the offspring of a priest and a pagan woman, pretty much the boy version of a witch - and awake their powers during puberty. Moreover, they are rarely true wolves: most are a combination of various farm animals and a few do not resemble canines at all. As with the Hollywood variant, werewolves are weak against silver and holy water, and they can also be cured of their condition by - and I have to quote this - "being impaled by a thorn from an orange tree planted on a cemetery during a Friday". No idea how the fuck they figured that out.

It's oftentimes said that, in order to prevent a seventh son from becoming a werewolf, he must be given a female name - and the opposite is true for witches.

Labatut

The Labatut is a beastial figure with a boar-like face, prominent tusks and a single large eye that roams through the Northeastern countryside. He was apparently based on Pedro Labatut, a French mercenary who fought for the Empire during the independence war and gained a reputation for being quite ruthless against his opponents.

Corpo Seco (Dried Corpse or Dried Body)

The Corpo Seco was born as a human boy. Though his name varies from tale to tale, every version agree that he was an absolute asshole - if he were alive today, he would most likely be a moderator for an incel forum. He once tied his mother to a chair and beat her up after she yelled at him, and friends and family alike were terrified of him. It is said that, when he died, not a single person wept for him, and no one attended his funeral. More than that, the Earth itself spat out his corpse after they'd buried him, and neither Heaven nor Hell claimed his wretched soul. He still wanders the country, neither alive nor dead, occasionally weeping in the distance. Some versions also claim that, since he's technically not dead, his hair and nails never stopped growing, giving him a rather gruesome look.

Loira do Banheiro (Blonde girl of the bathroom)

Oh, that one used to scare me shitless as a kid. The blonde girl of the bathroom is a Hanako-esque ghost that haunts schools and public bathrooms alike. Most versions differ when talking about her past, but she was either a victim of bullying who committed suicide in her school's bathroom or a girl obsessed with her own appearance that got sucked inside the mirror whilst gazing at her own reflection. Either way, she's a spirit that can be summoned in a public bathroom.

Again, every version has a different way of summoning her - yelling curse words at the mirror, flushing all the toilets at once, turning on all the faucets, etc. Where I grew up in, they used to say you had to yell her birth name three times whilst looking at the mirror. If you managed to successfully summon her, she would either kill you, grant you a wish, or just scare your ass.

Apparently, her story was based on the life of Maria Augusta de Oliveira Borges, a real woman who died under mysterious circumstances back in imperial times. So, uh, if you want to summon her or something, there's her full name.

Cobra Norato and Maria Caninana

Remember when I said that the Boiúna once had an affair with a human mortal? These two are their kids.

Abandoned by their mother on the side of a river, the two giant snakes soon learned how to talk by mimicking human fishermen. Norato was a kind soul who helped those who came near the river, but Maria was a greedy bitch who saw humans as little more than food. At some point, they fought each other over their disagreements, and Norato ended up killing his sister.

Norato desperately wanted to be a human, but lifting his curse was no easy task: in order to turn him into a man, one would have to feed him three drops of breast milk and pat him with an iron stick while he slept. No, I am not making this up. Luckily, he found a hunter willing to do the job.

Boto Cor de Rosa (Pink Dolphin)

In case you didn't know, pink dolphins are real. They can be found in the Amazonas river and its surroundings, though they're in risk of extinction due to overhunting.

But this guy is no mere dolphin, he is THE pink dolphin. He can talk, he can shapeshift, and he wants to bone a hot lady.

The boto will often turn into an attractive man with a bald head and a fancy hat, which hides the breathing hole thing dolphins have. I personally like to imagine him as a tan-skinned Walter White. Any woman who meets him will soon be charmed by his looks, and he'll frequently involve himself romantically with the locals for quite some time. It never lasts for long, though: he will sudden disappear without a trace, presumably back to the water where he belongs, always right after the woman he's involved with finds out that she's pregnant. Sadly, none of the versions of the legend ever mention what happens to his child. Imagine if your dad was a talking dolphin.

So, uh, that's it. There's probably more creatures I forgot, so I again recommend you to search for more stuff on your own.

Also, if you want to use any of these in a fantasy setting or anything, feel free to do it! I am so fucking tired of works whose mythology is just a one-to-one ripoff of Greek or Norse myths. If anyone starts bitching at you about cultural appropriation or whatever, show them this post and tell them I gave you my permission. Now, back to our usual shitposting.

[puissantveil]

Brief notes on MK rides:

MK11:

Johnny Cage always has the douchiest car possible in any timeline.

Kitana Kahn excels at handling mounts, drawing from the Mongol influence on Outworld, Shao Kahn, and the Tarkatans. She has one of those goofy little Outworld horses, a mare named Zuzu.

Skarlet has a very fluffy Bactrian camel that she loves lots.

Jade has a mount that is emphatically not a horse or even an equine; rather, it's either an antelope or a big cat.

Nightwolf has a sweet-ass motorcycle, the kind of hog that would make a Hell's Angel weep.

Erron named his horse Bluebonnet, because Texas. She's one of the few creatures he wouldn't ditch for better pay.

MK1:

Outworld has a ton of different mounts: different kinds of antelope, dairy animals, ratites, and massive canines, all bred for the saddle. There are also flying creatures such as manticores and rocs, and, if you're very lucky, you might be chosen by a simurgh or a qilin.

There are no saddle felines. Have you seen the way cats' shoulders go up and down? You'd be falling off 24/7.

We see carriage horses in the announcement trailer (ngl, I'm going to miss those weird dogs from MK11) I can't quite catch their coat colors, but their butts and tails suggest they're palomino.

It's tempting to headcanon Kitana as riding a horse, because they come in so many colors, and what's a princess without a stunning horse? On the other hand, non-horse mounts are dope as shit, and an oryx or stag would be really cool.

Tanya absolutely rides an antelope, either an eland or a kudu.

Li Mei rides her shishi.

No one's 100% sure what Mileena's mount is, only that it's terrifying and she probably found it in the Flesh Pits.

*A ratite is an ostrich-like bird, and the simurgh is a canine-headed bird from Persian mythology, foster mother of the hero Zac and able to grant wishes. An oryx is also an antelope, speculated to be the "unicorn" of the KJV Bible (translated as "wild bulls" in the Catholic versions).

[natalieironside]

I'm gonna talk about 'Masters of the World' now

Hi! As y'all probably know, I like making custom maps for old-ass strategy games. To date I've posted two for the world's greatest video game, Age of Wonders 2: The Wizard's Throne (here and here), and one for the world's other greatest video game, Age of Empires 2: The Age of Kings (here).

Well, at long last, I've branched out into the other other greatest video game, Age of Mythology, with a great big expansive fantasy project that is a million years beyond my current skill level. Woo!

I've come up with this whole fiction where you're the king of the dwarves and you start out defending your homeland from the dreaded wizards and minor gods known as the Masters of the World. You then start to get inklings that maybe this Master stuff ain't so hard and go on a journey of bloody conquest that does not go very well for you at all at all. I'm imagining like a "bird's-eye view of Hyboria with maudlin meditations on the folly of heroism" type deal. The map where you have to fight a bunch of Guardians is gonna be called "Twilight of the Idols."

I've come up with a fun cast of characters including draculas and wolfmans and elves who are also angels and just regular-ass angels and a mysterious wizard who's just called "the Wizard" and . . . it's a lot, is what I'm saying. I'm hoping to have a playable scenario to show off soon-ish but as for when the whole thing will be done, I haven't the slightest.

My reflection so far is that this is really hard! Compared to other ES games, the interface of the AoM editor is so hard to navigate. Some of the tools just straight-up don't work or haven't been optimized for the two xpacks and working around that in the narrative has been . . . kinda fun, if I'm being honest. Like I had to change Lady Pentecost's civ from Gaia to Poseidon b/c the default AI can't effectively play the game with xpack civs, and I ended up completely rewriting her character, and I like what I've got now way better. It's the little things I guess.

That's all I got for right now and I'll update y'all when I've got more to show off. In the meantime I've got about ten hundred bazillion dialogue triggers to write.

[tyrantisterror]

Saw a fucking atrocious post on either here or twitter and despite my best efforts it’s still making the hornets in my brain buzz angrily, and since it’s too late to vent into a discord chat without screwing up my sleep schedule, I’m going to nightblog my frustrations and hope that exorcises my anger.

Ok, so, to paraphrase, it said, “There’s only one definition of the word ‘dragon’ you need.  A dragon is 1. a difficult problem and 2. you have to try to solve it anyway.”

And. like.  NO!  no, as a singular definition, that is fucking terrible! It’s bad!  You’re trying to sound smart and poignant but it’s fucking inane!  You’re describing a conflict, you fucking rube!

If I hear my friends talking about dragons and say, “Oh, yeah, dragons!  Man I had a dragon on my way to work today.  Got a flat tire and had to replace it in the snow.  Real dragon right there, I tell you what.”  They’d all look at me like I was a fucking idiot and then explain they were talking about the big fire-breathing reptiles from mythology.

And conversely, if I, say, look at Toothless, the lovable deuteragonist of the How To Train Your Dragon series, and called him a “difficult problem,” that’d be some horseshit.  Toothless is not a problem.  He is not a conflict.  He’s - he’s a character in the narrative, and one who helps the protagonist solve the story’s conflict, which is bigotry.  By this dipshit’s definiton, Toothless isn’t a dragon, but bigotry is, and that’s inane.  That’s fucking pretentious.  It’s horseshit.

Now, you could say that a conflict can be figuratively described as a dragon, but in that case you are drawing on aspects of the vast multi-culture constructe that is the concept of a “dragon” - aspects that aren’t universal to all incarnations of this construct - to make a metaphor.  As a singular definition of the word, it’s fucking asinine.  It’s like me saying a house is a giant person because some writers describe them in anthropomorphic terms, or that birds are defined solely as “freedom” because that’s what they symbolically represent in a lot of narratives.

It’s bad and stupid and pretentious!  It’s that grating thing where a person tries to boil down a very large and complicated subject to a pithy one liner in an attempt to sound wise and deep, but actually just shows their ass.  It makes me angory.

[aura-bug]

What is your favorite yokai(Both from Yo-kai Watch and real mythology) ?

YIPPEE TIME TO RANT

My favorite yokai from YKW are Unfairy, Wobblewok, and Arachnia, and they all have one thing in common: gremlin behavior

unfairy is a stupid little rat thing that took down two war generals and then got defeated by a hose. wobblewok is a fucking Thang sealed inside a giant kamameshi rice cooker who lurks the deepest pits of hell and has killed hundreds. and arachnia is arachnia

as for my favorite MYTHOLOGICAL yokai, it'd probably be any of the creechers originating from buddhist lore. tbh that hardly narrows it down but I'm specifically talking about dragons/any of the 8 legions, since a majority of my OCs revolve around those yokai in particular and I think theyre really cool aaaaaaaaa.

the 8 legions (hachibushuu) are a group of 8 different celestial species that reside in the Buddhist version of heaven (<- using that term VERYYYYY loosely, also technically one of the legions don't live in Tendo, they got kicked out, it was a whole thing). They're super cool and powerful and they serve Buddhas/Bodhisattvas and whateva.

The 8 legions are made up of the Ten/Devas (buddhist equivalent of angels but not really), the Ryu/Nagas (dragons), the Karura/Garuda (bird people that eat dragons), the Magorakas (half-snake people), the Kinnara (half-bird musicians), the Yasha (heavenly warrior demon guys), the Kendatsuba (artistic spirits that eat scents), and the Ashura (scary demigod guys that are angry and violent and aren't allowed in Tendo anymore boohoo).

The 8 legions are actually Hindu in origin, but then the Buddha told them all to join his cool kids club (buddhism) and then they did

I could talk at length abt each of these guys but then this would be like 500 paragraphs longer than it already is. so I wont but I WILL do so if prompted

If we're talking about yokai that are SPECIFICALLY japanese in origin, there's a lot of ones that are extremely silly that I love a lot so I'll list them off rapid fire

-ghost that tells you to kill yourself (itsuki)

-rat that fucking explodes (kodama nezuki)

-water behemoth (umi bozu)

-eyeball ass jumpscare (shirime)

-literally any of the women (all the yokai ending in "onna")

-big spider (tsuchigumo)

-tamamo no mae (tamamo no mae)

-any of the several ridiculous prophet yokai that appear once and tell you your crops are gonna die unless you like their image and share it with the rest of the village. it was like the origin of those superstitious chain emails (this includes yokai like Amabiko, Arie, Kudan, Jinja Hime, etc etc, but my personal favorite is Amabie, SIMPLY because it originated from a misspelling)

-any chimera yokai (kotobuki, nue, baku, rokugyo, etc. I just think theyre neat)

but my FAVORITE yokai of ALL TIME

IS THIS THING. NANJAKA.

ITS NAME LITERALLY MEANS "WHAT"

IT ORIGINATES FROM THE BAKEMONO TSUKUSHI EMAKI (1820) AND IT HAS NO DESCRIPTION. NO STORY. NO EXPLANATION. NOTHING. IT DOESN'T EVEN HAVE AN UPPER HALF. THERE'S ABSOLUTELY NO WAY TO EVEN GUESS WHAT THE ARTIST WAS THINKING WHEN MAKING THIS GUY. I DON'T EVEN THINK THE AUTHOR THEMSELVES KNEW WHAT THE FUCK THEY WERE DOING BECAUSE ITS NAME IS JUST "WHAT." ITS LIKE THE AUTHOR WOKE UP AFTER BEING BLACKOUT DRUNK, SAW THIS DRAWING, AND WAS LIKE "ok what the fuck is this"

I ADORE IT. PEAK YOKAI WEIRDNESS AT ITS FINEST

[monty-glasses-roxy]

Mythology AU post no one asked for!

In this AU, all of the animatronics are creatures based on folklore and mythology and are a mix of things that are obvious choices and not so obvious. The characters all live in a forested mountain that humans have yet to learn how to scale and any attempts to do so are typically thwarted by those that live there if not by their inability to climb it in the first place.

So what is everybody?

Freddy is an escaped circus bear. I couldn’t find any interesting mythological bears so he gets more of a backstory to him than the others do. He’s a regular bear that escaped from the Fazbear Circus that was held at the foot of the mountain, possibly unintentionally freed by a certain pair of reckless flyers we’ll get to in a minute. He saw his chance and ran for the hills, still wearing his circus neck ruffles and what not. He just happened to scale a bit of the mountain and make some magic friends that just kinda picked him up and decided he’s their friend now. He is very happy about this arrangement because honestly fuck the Fazbear Circus.

Bonnie is a Wolpertinger (or a Jackalope. I’ve been alternating on this lately) and that means he is a rabbit/hare, with antlers and wings. He was born and raised on these mountains or the mountain adjacent maybe and lives in a really big warren. Also possibly has fangs? I will leave that to interpretation.

Chica is a gryphon, a mix of big cat and big bird. She’s a mix of leopard and kinda chicken I guess and is one of the reckless flyers that may have freed Freddy from the circus. She’s very close with everyone and can make a fun collection of both bird and leopard noises.

Foxy was supposed to not be a kitsune but the best I could find for him was a Chinese Fox Spirit so that is what he is. Got a bunch of tails and does cool paranormal stuff. His tricks only escalate in this AU he can do so much more stuff now. Still has a fun accent though because I said so and its fun

Monty is a Western dragon so not the serpent kind. Can breathe fire and is a very strong flyer. He’s from a different mountain and is a bit of a wanderer in the Gatorbun fic. He’s got horns and his scales aren’t as protective as they probably should be. Also has a big fluffy red mane and deep green and yellow scales with an extra tuft of fluff at the end of his tail.

Roxy is an Aralez, which is an unspecified dog with wings, said to be able to revive people left on the mountains by licking their wounds to heal them. The most obvious option would have been a hellhound but I found this and thought it would be much more interesting and handy in plots. She’s the other reckless flyer that possibly freed Freddy from the circus and like Chica, is always getting caught up in human traps here there and everywhere. She’s either a winged wolf or a winged husky or something it doesn’t particularly matter she’s still Roxy whether she be a domestic dog or a wild one.

Sunny and Moon are both Cat-sìth's. One blesses those that are nice to them and the other causes problems on purpose. Sometimes they switch for fun. They’re basically just extra fun cats that can do cool things like Foxy can.

DJ Music Man is the equivalent of the Loch Ness Monster. He’s this big ass water monster that lives in the lake on this mountain and the minis are his little sea serpent buddies. He made friends with Freddy, Chica or Roxy who fell in the lake maybe and now the group hang out more at the lake and sing together. DJ doesn’t speak so they nickname him Melody because he loves playing melodies on big conch shells and stuff. All the little serpents have similar nicknames too.

Vanessa is a cabbit which is apparently a mix between a rabbit and a cat. I chose this mostly because I didn’t know it was a thing and it sounded fun. I also wanted to include her so here she is! A cabbit!

Humans - particularly the Fazbear Circus - are always trying to catch an actual rare creature and not just a big ol’ bear so they set up a lot of traps to catch them much closer to the foot of the mountain. Which is why the number one rule is not to go down the mountain. This is often ignored by many of the flying creatures.

This is just a fun lil AU I’ll dabble in every so often because its fun so I thought I’d make a little post about it. Enjoy!

[raccoonskoodilypoopdungeon]

BIG ASS TAGGING GAME! tagged by @lethotep

rules: bold what you prefer (I also bolded both if I preferred both equally and none if I had no opinion)

coffee or tea | early bird or night owl | chocolate or vanilla | spring or fall | silver or gold | pop or alternative | freckles or dimples | snakes or sharks | mountains or fields | thunderstorm or lightning | Egyptian or Greek mythology | ivory or scarlet | flute or lyre | eyes or lips | witch or fae | opal or diamond | butterflies or honeybees | macarons or eclairs | typewritten or handwritten letters | secret garden or secret library | rooftop or balcony | spicy or mild | opera or ballet | London or Paris | Vincent van Gogh or Claude Monet | denim or leather  | potions or spells | ocean or desert | mermaid or siren | masquerade ball or cocktail party

rules: name your top ten favourite characters from ten different fandoms

in no specific order and without repeating fandoms:

Oshino Ougi from the Monogatari Series

Ginko from Mushishi

Cosmo from Chainsaw Man

Majoume Jun (Chazz Princeton) from Yu-Gi-Oh GX

Father-kun from Exorcist wo Otosenai (Make the Exorcist Fall in Love)

Random Dent from the Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy

Margaret "Mae" Borowski from Night in the Woods

Wilhelmina "Billie" Logan and Theadora "Thea" Preston from Bill and Ted Face the Music [they count as one character because you can't separate them]

Marceline Abadeer the Vampire Queen from Adventure Time

Qfwfq from Cosmicomics

rules: bold the statements that apply to you

AIR: I have small hands • I love the night sky • I watch small animals and birds when I pass them by • I drink herbal tea • I wake to see dawn • The smell of dust is comforting • I’m valued for being wise • I prefer books to music • I meditate • I find joy in learning new truths from the world around me

FIRE: I don’t have straight hair • I like to wear ripped jeans and overalls pants & leggings • I play an organized sport • I love cats • I am not afraid of adventure • I love to talk to strangers • I always try new foods • I enjoy road trips • Summer is my favourite season • My radio is always playing

WATER: I wear bracelets on my wrists • I love the bustle of the city • I have more than one set of piercings • I read poetry • I love the sound of a thunderstorm • I want to travel the world • I sleep past midnight most days • I love dimly lit diners and fluorescent signs • I rewatch kids’ shows out of nostalgia • I see emotions in colours not words

EARTH: I wear glasses • I enjoy doing the laundry • I am a vegetarian or vegan • I have an excellent sense of time • My humour is very cheerful • I am a valued adviser to my friends • I believe in true love • I love the chill of mountain air • I’m always listening to music • I am highly trusted by the people in my life

AETHER: I go without makeup in my daily life • I make my own artwork • I keep on track of my tasks and time • I always know true north • I see beauty in everything • I can always smell flowers • I smile at everyone I pass by • I always fear history repeating itself • I have recovered from a mental disorder • I can love unconditionally

for tagging:

@midnight-sloth @general-thinks @mitzo @official-megumin and anyone else

[complete-idiot-in-love]

Once Upon a Witchlight: Episode 44 (SPOILERS)

Richie at 45 degrees with his cool glasses on, Gricko would be proud

Andy and Derek are back in their normal spots, crisis averted

Nikkie so freely talking about her ADHD is so awesome, I love her so much and would love to be half as cool as she is

TWIG IS BACK!!!

Torbek admits he's touch starved and POOR BOY I'LL GIVE YOU SO MANY HUGS

Superman Torbek YESS

Nikkie roasting the live action beauty and the beast

Trucker Gricko yessss

BIG BROWN!! AND LITTLE GREEN!!!! (Big brown sounds very sus though)

“Polish your wood” GIDEON WHAT??

LITTLE RED!!

With our powers combined, we are all one fully capable adventurer

Spiderlily, maple and cowslip are sus to me for some reason

OH HELL YEAH, A WHISTLE! *My S/I immediately takes it and tries to play it*

TORBEK BROKE HIS WHISTLE (T-T)

Druid whistle!!

I swear if that QR code wasn’t a rick roll, I'm gonna be pissed at mikey /j

Torbek always goes through the five stages of grief every time Agdon longscarf is mentioned

Torbek doesn't wash his own ass Frost, how tf are you gonna make him wash the scarf???

Dance party mid episode yay!

Torbek being good at survival is so damn funny, bro my girlfailure of a bestie and you would NEVER expect him to be good at survival

Oh no, last time they were near mushrooms they got muppetfied and lost each other

Torbek eating all the mushroom people omfg

I image every mushroom person has their own distinct music style matching their hat color

“Those bird fuckers” “I was in a band called bird fuckers!” HAHAHA

“Kenkus on thanksgiving” “I’ll baste that Kenku” STOP, YOU'RE KILLING ME

My S/I would definitely dance and sing with these mushroom people

NAT 20 FOR KREMY LETS GOOOOOOOOO

“He spores all over you” GROSS NIKKIE WTF, DON’T SPORE MY DAD AFTER HIS NAT 20

OH GODS HE'S HIGH (and has true sight!)

“Papa, you’re high off your ass. Come down from the sky please” -My S/I after Kremy starts talking nonsense about 3’s and 8’s and thither being a clock

MEDIUM GREEN? NO! HE'S BIG PURPLE!! >:(

Oh shiiit, big ol monster that only Kremy saw. That's not good

THE JABBERWOCK??? OMFG THEY’RE GONNA DIE THOSE THINGS ARE FUCKIN HORRIBLE

Buck teeth lookin ass who can probably beat them all up, I ain’t a brothers grimm/mythology/musical theater nerd for nothing man

STOP TRYING TO EAT THE MUSHROOM PEOPLE

“Hey do y'all remember if you did this one specific thing 11 months ago?” HOW WOULD THEY NIKKIE, UNLESS THEY WROTE IT DOWN WHICH I DOUBT THESE IDIOTS DO, HOW WOULD THEY (I still love Nikkie don’t get me wrong)

ARE WE BACK IN THE MATERIAL PLANE???

NOOO THE MUSHROOM PEOPLE ARE DYING NOOOOOOOO

Don't put the mushroom dudes in the same mason jars as the witches brew Kremy, we don't need evil mushroom people

[villanize]

🎰 omg hi bestie ⠀/ / ⠀@halowe

SORARU & CHUUYA: sometimes you're just some guy with a large underground following, regarded to be so endearingly sweet and nurturing that you sort of accidentally (teehee) brainwash a group of people to heed and worship your ever call. idk, maybe you put them up to tests to see just how far they go and that means giving a poor shinigami a lot of work to worry about. like, people are suddenly just dying. oh nooo. it could be curiosity that piques? maybe the urge to kick his ass??? maybe they want to participate?? i don't know enough about soraru personality wise to determine but i'll leave it vague so you can come poke me about the concept!!

SEIJUN & LEON: you would think a lot of bad things wouldn't happen but then you forget you're leon and you accidentally just spilt some really really yummy sauce you spent like way too embarrassingly long on (its cooled down so the poor enby will not suffer injuries besides the damaged staining of sauce on whichever item of clothing) followed by a constantly apologizing leon whose also trying to not publicly mourn the dang stuff in front of the person arguably suffering more, esp if its anything they particularly like. anyways it's one of those classic "please let me make it up to you" type beats, maybe it's a reallllly nice dinner or maybe its seijun being able to get a bunch of money to either try to clean it or buy something new!!!

ALLEN & STEFFAN: funny thing about steffan— he's into dads. like, actually. that's one of the type of men he really likes. sure, liking men older than him might earn him a multitude of looks and a wide array of judgmental comments but hi allen, are you single? a hot local farmer in his area? and he's really reallllly stubborn when he likes someone. he devotes a lot of time to getting to know them. maybe it's a coincidence the first time he appears in your space or bubble. it's okay to start finding him suspicious after the fourth or fifth. actually an attempt on his life would be deserved but pleaseepleasepleaseplease give him a shot. he is NOT the biggest red flag ever.

SCARLET & DEAN: do you want a classic little adventure of ... i'm concerned for this twelve year old who is out alone so i'll approach and see whats going on. do you need help getting somewhere? dean is uber caring!!! will do anything for you. so he'd make it fun like heeey--- want to see a cool magic trick? completely fumble it.... laugh at himself. oops!!! before breaking into that casual convo of; i get it's a big ol scary world out here. how'd you end up here? are you waiting on someone? he's like a hovering older brother.

KAIDEN & AERIC: what could come from putting two men full of very violent feelings and various other shit together????? man on man violence? aerics lived a long life full of all kinds of bullshit, and arguably he's at the best point. his biggest hurdle is being called lucky. maybe it could get even better just by meeting kaiden. or not. that's a possibility too. what does kaiden think of birds btw. not that anyone's asking. what about mythological birds. like, would he think a phoenix is interesting??? no??? yeah?? it's not that important but also.

[bbq-hawks-wings]

Hawks heart is so good that I have trouble seeing him become a villain. However I think it could have happened in a world where he was never saved and somehow slipped through the cracks. But I also see him as the type of ambitious poor kid determined to get away and make something of himself. The only thing to hold him back would be his weird loyalty to his mom and maybe his dad.

I also find it very hard to see Hawks in any timeline go full evil villain. His empathy would have to be so completely squashed and him taken advantage of so many times to make that happen. If anything, the only villain AU I could see him in is as a villain in name only or someone who operates outside the law but his worst is really only questionable if not justified.

A favorite flavor of that for me is him growing up to be a gang leader, but instead of getting into turf wars, illegal business ventures, etc. he's just more like his neighborhood's guardian whose nasty reputation is really just to keep his section of his city safe, and he only ever gets rough to give his threats teeth for those who feel like challenging him.

[dabiscrustyfeet]

I have quite a few mammon headcannons and i don’t know what to do with them so here ya go children

Mammon definitely has a deep connection with his crows and ravens in hell and treats them like they are his kids, ( everyone knows that) so if you hurt them, imma pray for you

I feel like he also does more than one familiar so, linking to the fact that he’s too bad to be an angel but too good to be a demon, he has doves, harpies and albino crows, and that he’s very close to the albino crows as they be different and sorta get bullied by black crows like how his bros bully him but we ain’t gonna talk bout that

There is a mythological creature called a harpy which is a massive bird with the head of a female. These hoes are pretty much stronger than birds of prey of course, and we’re gonna say that they are tall as fuck im talking 9-11 feet tall. Pretty sure mammon can order these hoes around and since mammon does take care of them and gives a place to stay, they give him and the crows protection in return. They are hostile to anyone else yes that includes the bros and Diavolo and barbatos especially if you are in their territory. Yeaaah…. you’re about to get expired. Doesn’t really help that Diavolo is scared of them cuz they are pretty much immune to royal magic let alone any magic, which is why certain areas are out of bounds for people to go to - not to mention the fact that they can and will terminate him if he gives them a reason to and will literally crown mammon as the new prince of hell which is why dia is afraid for the crown and his position nah cuz they really did threaten him while he was sitting on the throne - and they made sure he swore an oath - to ensure mammon is comfortable and living the best life or they gonna make him meet lucifers father. They also do the whole head tilt that some birds do and its sorta creepy - they only ever do it if they’re mocking or checking you out they gon munch you, or if you are in their territory, or if they about to fight you yes they fight demons, they are stronger and honestly they just do it cuz they bored. They also have this cry they do when they fly so they can communicate and it sounds like a crows caw but more feminine and high pitched and way more creepier. They do this sometimes cuz they want to see any demons reaction. They can also speak quite a lot of human languages, infernal included, so if you think that they can’t understand you and you trying to shoot them down, they will just stop whatever the fuck they’re doing and just stare in your direction like 👁👄👁. By then you’re probably in the past tense and on they’re menu. In conclusion these big ass lady-birds are not to be messed with and just give people an increased risk of heart attack cuz they just glide and swoop down for no reason yes they will laugh at you and will do it again.

When mammon fell, his sadness became overwhelming and he ended up crying gold, sort of showing that thats his first sign of greed. Because of this massive cities ended up being created and it has been dubbed as the cities of gold. Pretty self explanatory. These cities are hidden and no one lives there as well but like, that didn’t really stop people from trying to find it once they found out somehow. Ye they ended up becoming either gold statues or their souls decided to have permanent tea time with god. You would rather be a hashtag than be a statue cuz the gold will be poisoning you slowly - yes you will be alive , the gold is just a casing you cant break through. Normally this happens if you have the intention to find each city so the chances of u being 6 feet under is unlikely. There are seven cities in total, all spread out in the human world. In hell there are 8. The only way to be able to go any city is to have the symbol of greed on you as a protective symbol, not a pact theres a difference (imma get to that later). It only opens up if the doves-yes there are doves they guard the place and are normally docile but please do not underestimate or trust them they are worse than crows and are complete hazards to society- sense that you want to go inside, they somehow alert mammon, and ya boy will let you in if he feels like it. If you some how got in but mammon dont know you, the city will collapse on itself on his order. So you can either manage to get back to safety with some trauma from ya little expedition or you are now in hotel trivago. In heaven. Yeah.The royals or the bros cannot sense the cities in the human world, but can sense those in hell and wanted to check it out. Ended up prying the magic door open and got in. Didn’t really end well though. The entire city collapsed and barbs didnt really see that coming. They all ended up with scratches and burns and a bit shooketh and Diavolo hasn’t really learnt a thing this fuck still wants to go again mans really said it was fun and barbs still thinking about that kiddie leash he saw in the market and is this 🤏 close to buying it. The only way to get in a city safely is by having a protective symbol or building enough trust with mams for him to take you there. So you can either fuck about and die or go in with mammon safely. Have fun if you manage to find it tell me how it went.

Now for protective symbols. These are really rare, cuz demons really couldn’t care less bout humans, and they do require powerful magic. Mammon sorta stumbled on a book talking about these symbols and ended up learning the spell of by heart. Boy never really thought he would need to use it though so thats a shocker. But neways, they look somewhat like them pact symbols except they upside down and are invisible to everyone but the demon who performed the spell. Its also rare because hardly anyone uses a protective symbol because of the fact that its a really hard spell to do and only those who have enough power can do it - basically only the demon royal family and barbatos can do it. Anyone else who tries to do it either dies or ends up botching the spell causing it to become backwards and more curse-like, so instead of protection it now harms the person, meaning ya boy Diavolo gotta deal with it. Its also the reason why people rather use pacts or sell their soul solely because of the difficulty of getting the words and the incantation right to the point where dia banned it from use. In conclusion, mammon should’ve been on the headlines by now or caused his human to be cursed. Honestly the only reason why it worked was because he was taught old infernal by the death angel cuz hoe already knew they were gonna fall and decided to make use of his own knowledge and pass it down to someone else, ya know? The only people who have the spell on them is mc and that 9 year old kid that this guy is paying child support for innit, so they basically have the right to go into his cities of gold. Bonus - Diavolo honestly can’t perform this spell at all, neither can his father only his mum could because hc time she is the direct daughter of the late empress giving her enough power to perform this spell. So technically the father was some sort of aristocrat/ duke kinda thing an extra. So the fact that mammon can do it is sort of concerning. And this perfectly leads to my next headcannon

Ya boy is stronger than lucifer. Because this hoe can control his anger and shit, that pent up anger started converting itself to power (leave me alone im making this up as i go) and we know mammon gets most shit from the brothers, so all of the anger has obviously been building up since the fall which is a lot. Anyway we all know the day mammon snaps everyones gonna be shook cuz bestie is pretty calm mostly. Ye he does get mad sometimes but doesn’t openly show his demon form to the brothers cuz he doesn’t want to scare them or stoop as low as lucifer.

Mammon is the one scolded lucifer the most in heaven. Normally its because this hoe is way to engrossed in his work and couldn’t spend time with his brothers and mammon will just give this thot The Look ™️ im not mad im just disappointed and lucifer is gonna feel bad and ashamed as well. Mammon does still stare at lucifer if he’s disappointed but that peacocks pride really isnt going to let him show that he’s affected

Mammon is also the only one that levi and lucifer can confide in without feeling judged by him and any secret these two tell him he keeps to himself forever. Just cause you cant trust him with money doesn’t mean you cant trust him with secrets. This man takes trust seriously and isn’t going to tell anyone your secrets no matter how much money they be offering

Mammon’s greed also allows him to mimic his brothers powers, so if Levi can control the seas and underwater creatures mammon can. If lucifer can perform complicated hexes an shit that mammon isn’t supposed to be able to do, well would you look at that- he can do that to. I feel like, say we connect this with how barbatos is - he alway wants things to be nothing short of perfect. Barbatos is a demon of greed or so i think (if you look at the yellow glow sticks in game it shows mammon and barbatos too) therefore he probably is quite greedy to please the prince, make sure things are absolutely perfect, so greedy for perfection. So this makes me think mammon can do the same as his greed would probably crave a lot of power at some point though he prolly controls that desire. He probably can copy Diavolo’s power or barbs at least ye he a copycat

These are them harpies for reference

Well shit this was long

[stellocchia]

Brain empty only fluffy au ideas here today...

So fantasy au for our favourite Dream smp characters!

Puffy, Tubbo and Schlatt are all Fauns. They are not related at all despite everyone always immediately assuming they are and that’s rather prejudiced of you Wilbur, how would you feel if they assumed every other fae was your child, huh?

Moving onto the next point: Wilbur and Dream are both faes. They are both absolutely tricky little sh*ts, but were Wilbur mostly charms others through music Dream does so only with words. 

That said Tommy finds it absurdly hilarious to spill salt any chance he gets just to see both this very pompous individual drop everything they were doing to count the individual grains (because apparently faes are compelled to do so)... sucks to suck I guess...

Techno is definitely a vampire. He simply doesn’t sleep, looks constantly moody and no phil, he is that pale because he literally cannot stand in the sun without turning to ash, not because he is sick, please stop asking!

Phil is a f*cking Siren, but the original greek version, meaning he has a whole bird body and not just pretty wings on the back. He only has the face of a man and the rest is just full bird. He is suppossed to have a nice singing voice but he is way too embarassed for that sh*t so no he will not sing, Tommy, Tubbo and Ranboo, so just drop it!

Quackity too is a greek siren, but he has no qualms about singing as loud as he can at every hour of the day and night and God please Big Q, it’s 3 in the morning most creatures here need sleep!

Niki however is a more modern version of a Siren so she is actually half fish. She can’t breathe out of the water though, so she is stuck living in a pond with Wilbur and Tubbo constantly throwing “pollution” in... it’s just some plants, food and materials, nothing actually damaging but please don’t tell them that...

She actually pretends to get mad about it a lot, but they often turn out to be legitimately useful. Doesn’t mean they won’t wake up to freezing cold water in the face from time to time when she’s feeling petty.

George is a nymph and yes, that is completely based on him canonically having pretty priviledge and I do not accept criticism on this!

Sapnap is a Dragon, a full on big fire-spitting lizard so shut up Dream, being an arsonist is in his blood, he can’t do anything about it!

Jack Manifold is a Phoenix. He is constantly boasting about having come back from Hell out of spite every year, truth is that for him it’s literally a seasonal thing and it’s slightly gross, so no, shut up Tubbo he absolutely did visit the depths of Hell and came back last Friday, I don’t know what you’re talking about!

Ranboo is actually an elf, which is why he actually has all his “main character” powers. He would actually be pretty powerful if he grew a spine and grew over his very specific phobia of fairies that has nothing to do with Wilbur and Dream being absolutely terrifying thank you very much!

Sam is definitely a Centaur, which, I swear, was not at all completely based on the cool fanart for this concept! Okay maybe a bit... but, unlike his mythological counterpart, he is far from being a primitive caveman, thank you very much! Man is actually the best with technology amongst this little weird family...

He is also extremely fluffy and NO, shut up Sam! Tommy is a big man and he totally wasn’t snuggling with him yesterday during movie night!

Talking about Tommy he is human. Yep, he is the only human in the group, nothing weird to see here! He totally didn’t just get lost in a forest he wasn’t even supposed to go near to one day and just get adopted by a huge ass family of supernatural creatures, no sir!

He is still convinced that he may grow some weird supernatural characteristic if he stays with his new family long enough. He will not, but nobody has the heart of telling him otherwise...

[smndragon]

GODS AND HOW THEY AFFECT PEOPLE PT 2

PLEASE REBLOG IF YOU ENJOYED IM SO TIRED

Okay, so we established this is a possibility that they associate and gift their talents and eyes to people living. If you haven't seen that post it's on my master list/pinned post.

Gotta thank @i-would-marry-thunderhead though they didn't try they helped me find a missing piece on what I was looking for.

More thanks to @medusa12346 and @tulatodivine for helping me find the click to read more thing, I'm new so😶

It's not random. As planets rule zodiacs, it's know some gods rule them, and it's not just planets as not all mythology and religion is based on planetary stuff. For example, if Ares rules mars and Mars rules Aries. People with Aries in their chart are gifted some of the small things Ares has.

So here are the planets and what they rule along with some things the gods may gift you Greek and Roman style. If you would like other gods please ask I'm not well versed in many others it's been a while since I've researched.

Links (minor searching sorry it's late I also may have to finish readings tommorow though I do have to go somewhere so sorry): Wikipedia gods and planets ruling with this link there is also more religions and gods with planets so if you're interested look into it.

More on the planets and gods in longer versions

What zodiacs the planets rule

Let me clarify Wikipedia is not always trustworthy but my research will be short tonight.

Preferably they will be within the big 3 but there are also minor things to look into I can't remember all of a sudden I REMEMBER

Basically depending on if it's the sun, moon, or ascendant. These emotions could come out at certain times or moments

SUN:

Apollo seems to be talked about with the sun but it also looked like Helios was the main with Apollo helping out at times or more often so they'll both be here ig: like said they rule the sun and the sun rules Leo (guessed it lol ily guys) some gist given to you Leo charted people you may be gifted with the ability to partially know if something is a 'yes or no' you may get deja Vu at times as signs from Apollo. You are also of course gifted with the ability to look good in gold. Other things could be his beauty, tanned skin, gut senses, nice legs, running and etc I can't remember

From Helios you may be gifted with good sight and vision, strong feet I feel idk?, And so far strong connection to growing things (will maybe add more if found)

OKAY this is gonna be a while.

MOON:

Artemis and Selene (of course her) rule over the moon which rules over Cancer. Possible talents and gifts are animal connections, animal eyes watching over you as companions, medical knowledge, natural medicines also, Excellence in athletics Kirk archery and stuff to do with jumping.

Selene gifts you oohhh it's possible you could slide some Helios gifts here to because they're siblings apparently. I see youth, strong arms, strength (not overboard remember), elegant style in clothing, and the moons watch during the night.

To clarify, there also things to think of like planet aspects and fuck the numbers the tilt or some shit uhyy yeah that will tell how strong these abilities may be.

MERCURY: all this got deleted guys ughhh

Hermes rules mercury which is both surprising and not. Mercury rules Gemini and Virgo (who is also associated with Chiron). Possible gifts include running, determination, medium abilities (determined by what I stayed above also on strength), probably funny ass jokes. Fly, you're just gonna be fly af. Hermes was a very important god to me, he also signifies glory, domination, and success full filled to me so yeah. The ability to soother the people around you with either your voice or your touch, clear or nice voice.

VENUS: WHY ARE THERE 3 HERE?!!??!? I wanted to include the goddess Venus but we'll see😭

Aphrodite rules Venus understandably, Venus rules Taurus and Libra I believe. Possible talents and gifts are of course beauty, loved eyes, this so kind weird but musical talent, telepathy (little), birds as helpers (as in messengers to the clouds or many realms), possible skill for design.

I saw a name called cypris but I'm not sure that's true I looked into it just a bit and found someone named Cypress I don't know if they're related but I believe it's possible? Other names are Cyparissus or Kyparissos. They were liked or loved by Apollo. It's not big but what I read was interesting.

There was also a Cytherea, this was probably an alias or second name given or that of Aphrodite, knowing this there was also a place called Cyprus which leads me to believe Cypris was another alias or typo.

MARS:

As talked about before. Most of us know they rules over Mars, mars rules over Aries. Possible gifts could include determination (he may have been a little cowardly which makes sense as an Aries sun with my shyness), strength, talent in art or drawing idk why I just feel that, piano (also applies to Sagittarius ppl honestly), understanding languages also possibly? Crafty with tools and objects, tactic smart in small ways.

JUPITER:

I saw the name Dias which I wasn't sure on, Dias I believe is another alias and modern name for Zeus. Zeus rules Jupiter and Jupiter rules Sagittarius so thats also no surprise. Gifts and talents may be swimming, science, young literature and old, an eye for good things, blessings through touch (more on a topic I'll bring up later not strong here), dancing, hunting, generosity, a promise of children. I feel many people with Zeus or Ares in their chart may have been accused as witches in those centuries. (Random) that'd all I get right now

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SATURN:

It said Cronus, I knew him as chronos (hit chronological order) which may have been wrong. He can go by that cronos, or kronos. He rules Saturn and Saturn rules Capricorn which also is understandable with relations between them. Talents and gifts may include: I feel like y'all may have thought you were telekinetic when you were younger💀, I see ginger hair here also, sticky fingers (stealth), time control (as in good with keeping time on track), perception of lies (the man was fooled right? True but I feel it's still smth small), faithfulness (also crazy uh), a gift of great smell, good taste in food choices, I feel like he raised a bunch of hand holders 💕💕 idk why I just do. That's all here

URANUS:

It says Ouranos which makes me think of Ouran highschool host club for some reason, I really would like a season 2. But it's funny cause I didn't know him and he seems pretty interesting though it seems like a minor role if he's the heavens personified that's some big stuff. He rules Uranus which rules Aquarius, possible talents and gifts could be (BLINDING LIGHTS IS PLAYING THIS IS GOOD UGHH I LOVE THIS SONG) alright back to it. Talents like, singing, clairaudience, intuitiveness, a love for curiosity and knowledge, liked skin and proportions, natural attraction, believable, natural leader when younger though maybe not as grown idk.

NEPTUNE:

Of course ruled by Poseidon. Idk why I still add the planets it's the thing above🤦🏽‍♀️ I just make this harder on myself. Neptune rules Pisces. Gifts and talents could be creativity, building, imagination, pull towards earth, swimming, attraction to people also (in a way that your looks capture people as Pisces is beautifully soft), strong senses of the eyes and ears, technology, either quiet or loud voice.

PLUTO:

The official one for Greeks is Hades, there was a name before called Plouton or Ploútōn another name for Hades. Pluto rules Scorpio, also guessed. Gifts and talents may be excelling in curricular concepts like philosophy, leadership (you guys can lead double lives but you're good rulers ngl kinda manipulative at them tho), you guys could probably background check me through connections with ppl lol, people confide in you often this is good cause I feel you feel loved by this, risk takers (Hades is kinda 'out of the circle' which leads to thoughts that Scorpios like to explore and be chaotic because of this at times they're finally free on earth), down to earth or way up high one way or another no in-between, natural ideas that people can't help but fall for, the ability to be unnoticed when wanted, stealthy, quick under pressure. you guys make this world more enjoyable over all there's not much ik you guys are just amazing to me for some reason.

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that's all there but more to add on are things like blood line theory, if you are a natural descendant of a god (not by literal blood just chosen exactly by them) then there's a chance your abilities will be stronger and you will make a more greater imprint on the world. Not all of these were used for good. They cna be used to any advantage.

I believe asteroids also have something to do with the gods so if you would like to hear something on that please ask!

All in all this post took about 2 hours and 30 mins or close which isn't bad. Sorry if anything was missed and please share your ideas on this I love hearing them!

Coming back to say I'm surprised Hera wasn't here I was looking forward to her

[rivaille-13]

Hmmm, instead of writing another chapter for ATW... Here I am, giving in to my severe desires and delusions for RivaMika. What can I do? RivaMika brainrot is infesting me 24/7

I actually love this analysis by dr-chiroptera, so might as well have my RivaMika brainrot function delusional analysis again.

Just a quick overlook of the Ragnarök aka "The Rumbling"

Ragnarok is a series of events, including a great battle, foretold to lead to the death of a number of great figures, natural disasters and the submersion of the world in water.

"Natural disasters"

"Submersion of the world in water"

"Death of a number of great figures"

Eren: "The only way to put a final end to the cycle of revenge born from hate... is to bury that history, and civilization that created it, deep in the ground."

Well... How uncanny that I found this at the bottom page of SNK Chapter 22: (Just something that could make us believe that SNK is greatly influenced by Norse mythology)

Going back... Here enters my delusional RivaMika brainrot, having the Lif and Lifthrasir vibes: (credits to dr-chiroptera)

After these events, the world will resurface anew and fertile, the surviving and returning gods will meet and the world will be repopulated by two human survivors. (Click the link I guess)

Lif - means 'Life', while Lifthrasir - means 'The One Striving After Life' are a human male and female pair who survived Ragnarök.

Two humans who are foretold to survive the events of the Ragnarök by hiding in a wood called Hoddmímis holt. (Well can someone insert Call Your Name song here? We getting that cottage core vibe eh?)

Does the birds look familiar...?

Of course yes because my RivaMika brainrot tells me so. Ahah, but there's more delusional thinking coming right up:

Well, just my favorite pair going on a wild-bird-ride-fucking-date. Are you thinking what I am thinking?

Additional curious and suspicious information: Chapter 9.5 (Captain Levi)

This panel is suspiciously unrelated to the side-chapter of the first introduction of Captain Levi. So my delusional RivaMika brainrot tried to analyze the panel that was shown:

Trees and Waters

Over 100 years ago, the human race faced extinction... Due to the appearance of its "Natural enemy."

"The cyclical flow of water through the image (talking about the picture of Lif and Lifthrasir above)— the waters of the well nourishing the roots of the tree, whose branches then drip dew back into the well and replenish it - is a symbol of the cyclinal course of time, and of the ways in which destiny permeates the cosmos."

"It is because their spiritual essence is inseparable from that of trees and waters. Like engenders like, and wherever trees and waters come into being, so must men and women too."

I won't explain this shit deeper, but you could go take a look. The gist is that the panel that I added was kind of very similar to the description of Lif and Lifthrasir; Levi and Mikasa... And to think that it was suspiciously added at Captain Levi's chapter makes my RivaMika brainrot more delusional. (X

Levi: "Look at all these big-ass trees."

So yeah... That's it. Ahah, just another delusional analysis and a big-ass thanks if you've read it this far! Disclaimer again that my explanations are kind of shit... I'm pretty bad at explaining but I hope you got the gist. Again, I'm still betting on that RivaMika endgame. No one can stop me now. (;

[pjo-whore]

Percy Jackson At Hogwarts

Chapter 1: Wizards Are What Now?

Look, Percy never wanted to be half-blood.

Being a half-blood – the child of a mortal human and a god – was dangerous. It was scary. Most of the time, on top of having neglectful parents and a dysfunctional and incestuous family that wanted you dead for petty reasons, it got you killed in other painful, nasty ways.

There wasn’t a day that went by where Percy didn’t feel envious of the kids who didn’t have to deal with the mythological world.

Percy Jackson was seventeen years old. Until a month ago, he was fighting a war against a Greek primoradial, the Earth Mother incarnate, Gaea – also known as his great grandmother. Before that, he fought in a war against his grandfather, Kronos, Greek Titan of Time, who wanted to overthrow the Olympian gods and take over the world and the Empire State Building. Somewhere in between he also found time to spend a month in literal Greek hell, Tartarus, who also happened to be his great grandfather, and who also tried to murder him on sight.

Was Percy a troubled kid?

Yeah. You could say that.

And right now, he was still trying to clean up the mess from the Second Giant War.

Now that there wasn’t a war looming overhead, the gods’ recent exploits were coming to light, and new demigods were popping up everywhere, everyday. The number of demigods skyrocketed now that they were actively searching and not waiting for them to stumble into Camp on their own.

But that also meant there were new kids to train, more demigods for the gods to claim, and less time to recoup from the recent war.

Less than a month had passed since Gaea’s defeat.

The days were filled with helping each other get back on their feet, rebuilding the camps, and trying to keep the fragile peace in order.

There was still a lot to sort out, and the gods weren’t as hands-on as most would like. There was conflict building up. News spread about how the gods helped the seven demigods of the prophecy fight the giants, because a giant couldn’t be killed by a mortal alone, and this made many jealous and angry. The gods could pop in for a single battle when it was their own ass on the line, but not when a group of their own literal kids needed to rebuild their home that was dedicated to the gods?

Besides Chiron and Dionysus, the only god to physically stay at Camp Half-Blood following the battle against Gaea due to his punishment from Zeus, there were no other adults. The oldest demigods were barely twenty. Despite age, most, if not all, the demigods looked to the prophecy demigods for guidance and leadership.

Annabeth, Jason, Percy, Piper, and Nico.

The brunt of the responsibility fell on the daughter of Athena, and the son of Poseidon. They led their Camp through the Second Titan War, and now they were survivors of another war.

Things weren’t easy for a long time.

The Camp was completely ravaged.

During Gaea’s seize of the Greek demigod Camp, the cabins were burned by the monsters and toppled by Gaea’s massive earthquakes. Not even the Big House – the staple of Camp Half-Blood, the oldest building on the lot – survived the attack.

Camp Jupiter didn’t fare any better, but their buildings had been more structurally sound, thicker and built of material that didn’t burn and crumble. Enough buildings were still standing well enough to inhabit.

Everything had to be rebuilt for Camp Half-Blood.

Nobody could be sent home – to their mortal homes, with mortal parents, and a mortal life, mortal being the slang for “normal” among the mythological world – despite the new lack of residency at Camp Half-Blood. Kids needed to heal. There were nightmares and PTSD. Trauma and concussions. People to be counted, bodies missing, some so mauled they were impossible to identify. Several bodies were unearthed from the ground, sucked in by Gaea’s attack and suffocated beneath the dirt.

Shrouds were made for those who could be identified, the unknown buried in unmarked graves to be remembered. Those who were missing were given honorary shrouds, unknowing if they were in one of the unmarked graves. The Romans were unable to do their traditional funeral rituals, transporting the bodies all the way to Camp Jupiter, and were burned in shrouds alongside the Greeks.

Mortal parents simply couldn’t help.

They couldn’t fathom their children being in a war.

There were fears that demigods would be taken away from Camp Half-Blood by their mortal parents, horrified at what their kids were put through. Chiron especially worried about demigods who would be kept from Camp by parents, forcing them to live alone without any mythological world support, to defend against monsters on their own, without any magic or special weapons.

So, among the remaining able-bodied demigods, Greeks alongside Romans worked together to erect the new Big House. Tents from the Romans’ siege on Camp Half-Blood were gifted to the Greeks to provide residency until the new cabins were built, while the Romans started to march back home.

During all the chaos, Percy didn’t have any time to sit down and process all that happened.

The whole Camp looked up to him as a leader, but Percy didn’t feel very strong or wise.

He only felt bitter.

There were some who walked by and whispered “lucky” and “prophecy.”

Some who stopped talking as soon as he walked into the room.

Those who acted like he wasn’t even human, just some untouchable hero; but they ostracized him.

Percy was aware that he was one of the so-called “lucky” campers; lucky being compared, because at least he walked away with all his limbs intact.

It didn’t feel like he was lucky.

He wasn’t unscathed. He bore many scars, visible and not. His time in Tartarus was an impossible nightmare on bad nights, and a shadow on good days.

Percy was learning that he had triggers.

He was learning Annabeth did, too.

Neither liked using elevators.

Annabeth’s expression went tight when Percy used his powers around her. She turned away, sometimes completely leaving the area.

She got antsy in the dark, a childhood fear resurfaced.

There were other little things; at night when she had nightmares she would toss and turn in bed, sweating through her clothes and sheets, despite the breeze being cold. Sometimes Annabeth would completely avoid Percy, acting snappish, always coming back and apologizing in the end, and they would hold each other like they were hanging over the chasm again.

Annabeth refused to talk about what she saw in her nightmares, and Percy never pushed. He was one of the only people who could understand what she was going through.

Sometimes all they could do was sit and try to drown out the memories of The Pit.

Percy’s triggers were different.

He developed a deep-seated hatred for empousai. The moment he saw one, his body started to shake with adrenaline and nerves, fire flashing before his eyes.

Percy could no longer look at the stars without feeling a deep loss, tears pricking at his eyes.

He prayed to his father, Poseidon, more often, as if trying to re-establish his connection to the sea, to re-establish his connection to the Overworld, as if that could cleanse him of what happened in The Pit. As if he could wash away the touch of The Pit.

Percy’s nightmares were always blurry and violent. He wouldn’t snap awake like others. He didn’t startle or jerk upright. He didn’t make a single noise. He would wake silently, and lay there in bed, eyes open and unseeing, that shattered glass feeling he always dreaded at the bottom of his stomach. After he could never go back to sleep, and he would get up and sit on the tile in his cabin for hours and look in the mirror and wait for the image to change. He would wait for it to reflect what he feared, though it never did.

*

“Okay, so, how big is the situation? Is it like, ‘Aphrodite lost her hairbrush again’ big? Or is it ‘Gaea has risen again’ big?”

Annabeth frowned. “I don’t know. All Chiron said was that a god needed our help – and I don’t know about you, but I don’t like the sound of that.” She chewed her bottom lip in thought as they headed toward the Big House. They had been asked to attend a private meeting with Chiron, outside of the camp counselor meeting. “He sounded serious, too. Whichever god it is must be an asshole to seek help so soon after the war.”

She wasn’t wrong, Percy thought.

Jason was appointed Pontifex Maximus in Camp Jupiter, and as such he was responsible of advising the praetors, ruling over the Camp Jupiter counsel, and overseeing the work and prayers to the minor gods. His promise to Kymopoleia to bring worship and awareness for all minor gods became his fulltime job, and it was ruled that most gods must go through Jason to request help from either demigod camp.

A god asking for help directly after a full-scale war? Using Chiron as their connection? It was a hit below the belt, and it made Percy frustrated.

A few demigods raised their heads in greeting as Percy and Annabeth passed by the arts and crafts center. Conner and Travis Stoll, who were trying to build bombs with bits and pieces from the forge, took one look at Percy, then at Annabeth, and wiggled their brows suggestively. Percy unsubtly stuck them the bird, and they started to laugh their assess off.

The Big House was smaller now, after being rebuilt.

What could be scavenged from the attic was saved, but most of it was lost. Magical artifacts and ancient texts were burned and crushed. Now the Big House served mostly as the infirmary, aside from the drop-by medicinal tent near the Apollo cabin, where more medical supplies were. The Apollo and Hephaestus cabins had been the first to be rebuilt because they gave needed services.

Aside from the infirmary, the Big House had a commons area for meetings, and housed a kitchen, bathroom, and bedroom.

Checking in the commons area, Chiron was in his wheelchair. Nico was sitting at the beloved ping pong table, which had somehow survived the siege on Camp, and Thalia was sitting backwards on a chair by the new counselor table, which no one ever used.

Percy sat next to Nico and twirled the ping pong paddle between his hands, Annabeth taking her usual seat during counsel meetings.

Chiron looked tense.

“Now, I know that only a month has passed since the end of the Second Giant War, but –”

The air practically sparked with the collective tension that built.

“– a new quest has been issued.”

Annabeth leaned forward in her seat, interested. “Chiron, you can’t have an official quest without a prophecy. And the last time I checked; the Oracle of Delphi wasn’t working right now.”

“Well, it’s a good thing this isn’t a quest from the Greek pantheon, then.”

Percy cocked a brow and shared a look with Annabeth.

“The Roman pantheon doesn’t have an oracle, and their last augur exploded himself, so –”

“It’s a friend of Lady Hecate, the Triple Goddess.”

Dead silence.

“The Triple Goddess?” Percy parroted. “I don’t follow.”

“The Triple Goddess is of the Old Religion, once practiced in Europe hundreds of years ago by the druids and magic users in general. It belonged to Albion, a land of five kingdoms, before it split into the United Kingdom and Ireland.”

“What does that have to do with us?” Nico said.

“All those years ago, in the middle ages, after the golden age of the Greek pantheon, the Old Religion became very popular in Albion. Magic was something that anyone could practice even if they weren’t born with the innate talent, with the proper training. Through the ages, though, the religion declined, and the New Religion rose and became the staple. While the Old Religion relied on the magic of the land, sea, and sky; the New Religion relied on your inner magical core, and so not everyone could do this new magic.”

Chiron shifted in his wheelchair and pulled out a small stack of photos, but when he tossed them onto the ping pong table, the demigods saw that they held moving pictures.

In one photo, it showed a person standing over a boiling cauldron, on the wooden table beside them, old parchment with a quill that moved by itself, writing on the paper. The picture moved slightly, the character stirring the cauldron. Then the animated picture reset and repeated.

In another photo, two persons stood facing each other, holding purposefully shaped wooden sticks, pointing them at each other. Bright lights exploded from the tips of the sticks, and their robes and hair swayed with strong winds.

In the last photo, a person was wearing a uniform of sorts, with a helmet and pads on their knees and elbows. They held an old broomstick between their knees, and metal hinges held on the back close to the bristles, like a hitch for the feet. In the picture, the person grabbed onto the end of the broomstick and shot into the air, like magic. It gave image to the stereotype of witches flying on brooms in the night.

“The Old Religion died out because the land lost its magic. Only select spots held magical creatures and natural magic. Magic was only preserved through the New Religion, and those who practiced the New Religion became witches and wizards. The lot of them went into hiding and created their own society – the wizarding world.”

“In today’s day and age, magic is passed down through genetics. And sometimes, those with magic cores can be born to those with no magic at all. The population of magic users stays stable, and there is balance in the world of magic …” Chiron winced. “Mostly.”

“But these people have lost contact with the Triple Goddess. They no longer worship or prayer to her. They rely solely on their own magic, not what comes naturally from the land, like in the Old Religion. And recently, war has passed for them. The Second Wizarding War ended four months ago. And this has severely depleted their resources and magic. There is a school for the magic users, used as the stronghold during the war, and now the wizarding world’s hero is returning to finish his studies.”

“His moniker is ‘The Boy Who Lived,’ and he’s called Harry Potter. But he was only a child – is only a child. He and his peers are children who have been used to fight a war that they shouldn’t have had to fight.” Chiron looked very grim.

Percy bitterly sank back in his seat.

“We were kids, too.”

Chiron sighed. “This war has thrown the balance of magic out of whack. The natural magic has been depleted for too long, and there are those who are actively tipping the balance to sabotage the magic for their own gain. It’s suspected that the dark forces from the war – Death Eaters – are still operating in the shadows. It is because of this that the Triple Goddess has called upon you as heroes to help restore the wizarding world and save magic.”

“You would only be obligated to attend the school of Hogwarts until you uncovered the source of oppression over magic, so the Death Eaters can be caught and restrained. If you choose to accept, of course.”

Percy eyed him sharply. “You say that as if we have a choice.”

Chiron pursed his lips. “Despite what you think, yes, you do.”

“But this is from a whole other pantheon,” Nico said. “A group of magical people who don’t even believe in the goddess who brought about their magic. Why do we have to fix this?”

More silence.

Chiron looked down on them unapologetically.

Percy shifted uncomfortably, looking over at Annabeth. Chiron seriously expected them to just up and leave Camp for this quest. Barely a month had passed since their own war, and they were getting by as they were. Percy didn’t believe Camp Half-Blood could afford to lose any support or cabin counselors, even for a short period of time.

“So, let me get this straight,” Percy said. “Basically – if I just ignore the little prologue, you gave there – you want us to go to this magical school, on orders of a goddess that’s almost faded, stalk a kid, and watch out for people who like to try to rob the world of magic – magic, which they use themselves.”

Chiron looked pained. “No, I don’t believe they’re purposefully robbing the world of magic.”

“Oh, well that clears everything up.” Percy threw his hands in the air.

“Regardless, you understand what’s being asked. This is a quest, technically coming from Hecate, as a favour for the Triple Goddess. It’s valid as a hero’s quest. It was decided it would be best that you go undercover as transfer students and secretly watch over Harry Potter, the target for most Death Eaters. Your goal is to prevent trouble before it gets serious, though I doubt that will be hard, as trouble always manages to find you –”

“Wait, hold on,” Percy said, still hung-up on the quest. “How are we supposed to fit in at a school for the magically gifted? None of us are wizards.”

“Oh, that is something that can easily be fixed,” Chiron said, dismissing the problem.

“Excuse me?!” Thalia said.

“Hecate considered this quest from the Triple Goddess for a long time before coming to me.”

Percy rolled his eyes. Out of everyone in the room, he had the least faith in the gods. They never gave him anything to have faith in.

Annabeth narrowed her eyes at the camp director. “And how exactly does Hecate plan on ‘fixing’ the problem? I don’t see any obvious solutions. We’re demigods, not wizards.”

Chiron shifted awkwardly. “She has not shared that with me. I have only gotten the request that you undertake this quest for the Old Religion, and that she will visit to prepare you.”

Percy felt like grinding his teeth. “Oh, so she just expected us to accept the quest. She never considered us refusing? Why can’t the wizards fix their own problem?” Chiron said nothing. “Camp is still in shambles – we don’t even have all the cabins rebuilt yet! We can’t leave, not now. There’s still too much work to do here, and too many new demigods to watch over and protect. And have you even considered that maybe we don’t want to go on this quest? That maybe we want a break? My entire childhood was prophecy after prophecy, quest after quest, serving the gods. We’re under no obligation to do this. You can tell Hecate that she can stick her magic wands up –”

He didn’t get the chance to finish because Annabeth had already taken a ping pong paddle and smashed a ping pong ball in his direction, the mutual action used to keep order in camp counselor meetings.

“BALL!” Annabeth yelled, slamming her paddle across the table.

Percy scowled and took his seat again.

“Now, Percy,” she said sweetly, leaning over the table. “Where did you say Hecate could put those wands?”

“Nowhere,” he muttered.

Annabeth acquiesced and put the paddle down.

“Where is this school anyway?” Nico asked. He frowned. “And Hogwarts? What kind of name is that?”

“It resides in Scotland, its exact location unknown and hidden by powerful magic. Outside of the school, which is an ancient and famous monument for the wizarding world, there are other magical establishments. One place you will be required to visit is Diagon Alley, a wizarding market. That’s where you’ll collect your resources for going undercover at school.”

“Again, you’re saying all this like we’ve agreed to go,” Percy mumbled.

He was ignored. Thalia raised her hand, her features etched with confusion. “Okay, I hate to be the one to say it – but how are we supposed to blend in with wizards and witches? We can’t use magic, and we know nothing about their world.”

Chiron admitted he didn’t know how Hecate would find ways around the problems. “She has informed me that, only once the quest is accepted, will she come and discuss the details. In fact, she should be arriving any moment –”

What happened next could not have been anymore dramatic.

There was a blinding flash of light – the glow filling the entire room – and it forced the demigods to cover their eyes lest they go blind from laying eyes upon a god’s true form.

All eyes landed on the goddess, technically titaness.

Hecate appeared as a tall, thin woman. Her dark brown hair was tied up in a kekryphalos, the shining coil twisting and adorned with intricate gems and metals. Loose strands of hair framed her sickly pale face, which held sharp chartreuse yellow eyes. She wore a dark chiton robe that draped over her thin figure, and it seemed to ripple like a heat hallucination, like ink spilling off to the ground.

At her feet, she was accompanied by a black Labrador retriever and a polecat.

The demigods all stood as one and politely bowed, as was common for all gods. Percy glared up through his bow as he followed reluctantly.

“Rise, my young heroes.” The goddess’ voice was smooth and rich. She sounded monotone. “You have done more than enough to prove your worth to me, and for that, I know that I can trust you. I have called you four here on special request from the Triple Goddess, who has observed your acts of heroics. She believes you can save the wizarding world, her beloved kin, and magics.”

“You will use the ways of the Old Religion to learn magics and go undercover. As demigods, you already have magical cores. They just need to be trained; refined.”

Percy scowled.

“And will the oh-so-gracious Triple Goddess be visiting us herself?”

Annabeth shot him a scathing look.

“Percy!” She hissed.

Hecate eyed Percy again, as if reappraising him. “No,” she said, after a tense silence. “You will be sent to get your wands from one who still practices the Old Religion and can pair you with an appropriate wand. Your cover stories are fabricated and with the wandmaker. The Triple Goddess does not appear without dire need.”

“Her entire world being in trouble seems pretty dire to me,” Percy muttered under his breath.

Annabeth elbowed him harshly.

Hecate narrowed her eyes.

“This,” she said, pulling a laminated piece of paper out of thin air, “is called a portkey. It is an enchanted item; when touched by the intended people, or random persons, it can magically teleport you to a predetermined location.”

She held it out to demigods.

On it, in fancy letters, it read: Littletree Farms, Dorchester, Boston, Massachusetts.

“Touch this, all at once, and you will have accepted the quest.”

Chiron gave them an encouraging nod. The demigods all shared exchanged looks.

“Our responsibilities …” Thalia started, subconsciously reaching up to grab at her lieutenant circlet, from the Hunters of Artemis.

“Will be forgiven for the time while on quest,” Hecate assured. “The Triple Goddess does not ask favours lightly. This has the potential to spill into the real world; to affect our pantheon. The Old Religion is younger than the Greek pantheon, but its reach goes far and wide. The Triple Goddess is powerful; no harm will befall your precious little Camp while you are away.”

Nico hesitated, but was the first to reach for the paper. “If this is really that important … why ask for us specifically? A larger group, organized and planned, could do better.”

“The Triple Goddess has observed you, and believes you are the right heroes to help save magic.”

“But right now? This instant? Can’t we have time?”

“You will come back to your little Camp before you leave for Europe.”

Annabeth pursed her lips, then also reached for it. “Okay.”

Percy looked at her, askance. “Okay? Just like that?”

Annabeth shrugged. “A quest is a quest, and someone needs help. We are in peace right now and have no threats. I don’t see why not.”

“Fine,” Percy said, tone short. He looked over at the laminated paper. “So, this will take us where? What’s in Boston that could be so magical?”

“A wand wood farm,” Hecate said, smiling thinly. “And your quest starts now.”

Percy’s eyes snapped to the paper, where Hecate had pushed it into their collective hands unwillingly. Then the world began to spin, and there was a sharp tug in his gut, yanking him out of time and space.

*

[imadhatt3r]

I’ve written about Johnny’s heavy association with cats (both the animal itself and various cat-like mythological creatures (the western black cat myth and the eastern bakeneko)) here, but when I wrote this, I haven’t noticed how much Arasaka (or corps in general) are associated with dogs.

Johnny constantly talks about Arasaka putting people on leashes, something you do to dogs (usually, but you get what I mean). He says that in that “Clink. That’s the sound of her putting a leash on you” line after V says that maybe contacting Hanako wouldn’t be a bad idea and he says that Kerry “chained his gonk ass to the corpos” when he talks about him signing for a big record label.

The most noticable moment this parellel is seen has to be in the famous scene in “Gimmie Danger”, when Takemura and V talk on the roof. When he talks about his past, he says that “you can’t teach an old dog new tricks”, while Johnny lounges with the cat in the background.

Cats and dogs are often shown as opposite sides of a conflict, two that will never get along. The image of a dog on a leash is a symbol of restriction, sure, but also obedience and, to some degree, self-control. 

I think it’s also worth noting that all cats we see in the game are strays: the one Johnny sees when he’s passing out after Alt’s kidnapping, the one who joins V and Takemura during their chat, the one that hangs near Viktor’s clinic... even Nibbles starts off as a stray before V takes it in. 

A dog on a leash is restrained, yes, but it also has a clear purpose. It’s on that leash to not blindly attack anything that was put in front of it. It trusts its owner to tell it what to do. A stray cat can wander freely, but that isn’t neccesarily a good thing. Many stray cats end up dead, hit by a car or due to illness or injury. They’re also incredibly deadly: they’re pretty much apex predators in most places they’re in, and capable of killing thousands of small birds, mammals and reptiles a year (I recommend reading up about the Lyall’s wren). Arasaka tower raid, anyone? 

It’s important to note that their association is very fluid. Takemura is the first one who actually notices a cat and he’s the one who actually tells V the story of the bakeneko. While Takemura ultimately proves unable to reject Arasaka, he isn’t afraid of questioning his orders, which puts him in contrast to Oda, who never actually doubts the Arasakas and what they want from him. Takemura also aludes to at least considering a different life (with the Nomads). 

Johnny is pretty explicitly associated with dogs near the end of the game (more thoughts in the post I’ve linked above). In some way, he did become more obedient (or prehaps loyal would be a better word) to V. 

As much as Johnny and Takemura seem like complete opposites, they do actually have at least some traits link them (or at least they seem to appreciate the others’ good sides with time, even if unconciously).