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yorutsuki · 4 months

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「 ✦ Isekaied Reversed Pt. 3 ✦ 」

↳ Deciding it's better early than later, you inform Xiao about the reality of Teyvat and sooner or later doubts start clouding your head.

[Tags: @itztaki @hannya-writes @7sins7dreams @iota1111 @sakuramouchi]

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The two of you sat in the living room, you sat on the couch as he sat on the preferred ground.

"Alright, promise you won't react too badly when I tell you this?" You questioned for confirmation. The adeptus only shrugged. "I cannot promise of what I don't know."

You stared blankly at the short man at his riddle but nodded nonetheless, "understandable."

Clearing your throat you proceeded the explaining, praying that whatever God (at this point), gave mercy on you with whats to come.

"Alright, well, to put it simply—Teyvat—in this universe, is a game that everybody knows about." You stated as it was now Xiao's turn to stare blankly in confusion. Sighing, you pondered of a way to rephrase it.

"What I mean to say is, everybody from your world is but fiction here. They exist—your whole universe exists widely here but its not physical. It exist as..." As what? Joy for us? a digital concept thats basically a roleplaying game in which we can control you and your friends and your whole universe is a lie and turns out to be just code and is owned by a company? Wait- that could work-

"-a virtual game, all code and scripts that this universe's people can control almost. Nothing about it is real yet everything is known"

...

Silence fell between the both of you. You waited anxiously for an answer, intently staring down the man as he looked like he was experienced an emotional and mental crises.

"So what your telling me..Teyvat—Celestia, everything i've known is just..A lie?" He uttered in disbelief, his whole existance and knowledge crashing down as he shook his head in denial.

"And how do I know this isn't just some excuse? Some lie that you've created?" He glared at you.

You mentally and physically prepared yourself for this thankfully, "promise that you'll allow me to explain everything first before making a final desicion?" You asked as he hesitated but nonetheless nodded.

Pulling out your phone, you turned it on before entering Genshin Impact. You went over towards the yaksha before sitting down near him. Far enough to respect his space yet close enough for him to see.

"See, that's what some of us think are Celestia's gates." You pointed towards the blinding pearly gates, that welcomed you with bright lights. Entering the vast world, Xiao immediately recognized the layout. "That's Liyue..And thats.-" Cutting him off, you nodded in confirmation, "yea, thats Zhongli in a digital world."

Xiao was beyond stunned, he was overwhelmed with questions and emotions-yet little answers and resolves. How could this be? Zhongli's so...small? And it seems you can control him at will.

"-And before you jump to assumptions, no, i'm not physically harming him, nor am I doing any sort of demon arts to control him or anything else. As you said earlier, theres different universes. Theres a common thing called a video game in my world, which is this thingy right here—and Teyvat is just one many games thats been created."

Xiao looked bewildered, distraught and crushed. You felt quite horrible for the man. Maybe you should've explained everything in a easier manner?

"Uhm..I-"

"Don't."

You quickly shutted up as you watched the adeptus stand from the floor. "I just...I need time to process this all."

You nodded in understandment, watching the man making his way outside to the balcony before disappearing—only small specs of teal and shadow-like fog trailed behind.

Ceasing this moment, you banged your hand against the table, letting out a tired groan. Emotions and social conflict—especially from or for others, were quite tiresome, thus why you hated social interaction.

You just hope this conflict can be put to ease in due time.

....

Almost two hours passed and still no sign of the yaksha. You knew quite well not to worry as almost nothing in your world could harm the thousand year old-skilled fighter—not even the FBI or swat team. But...you couldn't help but have a nagging feeling of dread.

Scenerios started to slowly eat away at you, your anxiety increasing with each passing thought. What if he really did leave? What if he had got caught by someone? What if he....what if he decided to find someone who could actually help him..?

The last thought killed your heart. Honestly, you were never the main character type-far from it actually. You were more of a background character that played no significant role in life. Though, this experience would change that—it would give your life better meaning..yet, if that one main factor is gone...then its just back to square one.

Shaking your head, you shoved the negative and selfish thoughts aside,

This isn't about you, this is about Xiao. He's experiencing a life and probably also identity crises at the moment.

But for now, all you can do is give him his requested time.

...

An hour passed, there was still an absent sign of the yaksha.

Your worry grew ever so slightly. You knew nothing from your universe could take him down—not even the fbi, but you still couldn't shake the feeling that something could've happened.

As you walked around the apartment, no yaksha was in sight, the only option left was the roof.

...

Making your way up the concerningly long ass staircase, you opened the rusted metal door, only to be met with the same jade spear from not to long ago.

"Is this going to be a natural-daily occurrence or..?" You chuckled, not daring to move in fear of being punctured.

Xiao huffed in annoyance, retracting his spear before it disappeared into his inventory-gold specs replacing it's spot before disappearing. "For someone who knows a lot about us, your will on living seems slim—shouldn't you know sneaking on an adeptus without warning can lead to injuries?" He lectured, crossing his arms with a grunted look.

You rubbed your neck embarrassed, a small nervous chuckle escaped your vocal cords in replacement of words. "Sorry."

The adeptus shook his head, dismissing the mishap before walking towards the edge of the roof top, settling down at the edge, you followed in suit.

The moment of silence was defeaning between the two of you—only the whirring and explosive engines of cars and chirping birds ever so now and then filling the gap.

"So...do you want to talk about anything?" You asked, breaking the small tension. Xiao looked at you before furrowing his brows in thought. Of coarse he had much to ask, he had a bunch of questions and concerns that were gearing through his head, honestly he was surprised he hadn't received a headache yet. Yet his stoic demeanor and built exterior wouldn't allow him to spill—to show vulnerability. Though his persona did allow one question..

"Why..."

You stared at him dumbfounded, "Context?"

"Why...why did you decide to tell me about...all of this?—Why were we made? I...Was everything just..a lie?..." Xiao furrowed his brows as he looked down, his head swirling with unanswered thoughts that ate away at him. It was grueling.

You looked at him apathetically, how could you answer it? You didn't know. "Well, isn't it best to know sooner than be crushed later? In a different perspective, knowing 'the truth'...don't you think it would be easier to let the emotions settle in early than having to deal with them later?" You questioned. The adeptus only looked down in thought before sighing in agreement. "Adding on, I don't think your whole world is a lie. As we're experiencing now, there's a whole bunch of universes. You just so happen to stumble upon one where..hm, lets say indulged in on your world? You—the others, the whole of Teyvat most likely exists in general, just not here—if that helps." You assured the man. You couldn't exactly put it into words as you weren't much of a comforter but fanfics help with that. you try.

Xiao couldn't muster any words, his brain still processing everything. Looking below him at the streets, the moving cars, the occasional barks of dogs, the scenery. With a sigh, he let his mind at ease into a new perspective.

"It...it will take a while for me to digest all of this. But while i'm here, I should know more about this world than anything else." He spoke, his demeanor still stoic.

You let out a small nod, smiling, "of coarse."

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[A/N: That took quite a bit, sorry for the long wait, mixed up the plot for the majority and had to restart. I really hope that this went at a good pace and nothing was too fast or slow. TxT, anyways, thank you for reading!]

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iwritenarrativesandstuff · 10 months

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Stampede Wolfwood got Metaphorically Isekai'd (No This is Not a Shitpost)

Oh my god if this winds up being part of my legacy I'll probably cry.

So. Everyone who's watched the new show knows that Wolfwood is introduced by getting hit by Meryl's van in the middle of the desert where he is literally the only thing to get hit for miles around. What an entrance. Welcome to the team buddy.

[ID: A screenshot from Trigun Stampede Episode 4. At an above view, the van has spun, unfortunately sending the trailer back part crashing directly into Wolfwood. He is starfished face-first into it, rather comically. End ID.]

It's funny as heck, but, since I am deranged, I'm gonna try and convince you that this is not only an isekai joke, but that the basic premise of an isekai actually applies fairly well to Stampede Wolfwood in the first season... but then a lot of the standard tropes are made into notable and tragic subversions. Also please note I have never actually watched an isekai anime so maybe take all this with a grain of salt. Or several. (Also isekai is a really broad genre. I'm talking specifically about the tropiest things to come out of it - please don't take what I'm about to discuss as representative of the entire genre!)

In the manga, and I believe in the 98 anime as well, Wolfwood is spotted by Vash while him and the insurance girls are travelling on a bus. He is out in the middle of the desert, and so thirsty and exhausted he's initially mistaken for dead. Vash and the girls manage to cause enough of a ruckus that he is literally saved (which echoes the influence they, but especially Vash, will have on him later on), and they all end up on the bus as him and Vash become acquainted - the start of their companionship, and the start of their journey together (being quite literally on a moving vehicle). In the 23 anime, it all seems set up to give us the same intro: there is a vehicle, Wolfwood is clearly exhausted from trekking through the desert, Meryl and Vash are there... and then, suddenly -

[ID: Two screenshots from Trigun Stampede Episode 4. In the first, Wolfwood is walking with Punisher across the sand with a bright blue sky background. He does not see the van coming into sharp focus on a direct path towards him. In the second, Meryl, in the driver's seat, looks out with a shocked expression. Roberto's hand has reached over to grab the wheel. End ID.]

Pfft. Sorry I had to rewatch this to get the screenshots and I swear it does not get any less funny. Anyways, Wolfwood gets hit instead of getting rescued, but the end result is the same - he ends up in the vehicle and his journey with them begins.

So. Why the difference?

Well, I can only really speculate, and honestly it was probably just for the humour of it, but I do have another (deranged) suggestion.

See, Wolfwood in the manga is a little different from Stampede's Wolfwood - he's a lot friendlier for one (though no less trying to scam people), and he's got a little bit more self-made purpose (protecting and providing for the orphanage), even if he still lacks true agency. Stampede Wolfwood, by contrast, is a lot more aimless. He's on constant survival mode, which makes him a lot more openly abrasive right from the get-go, more cavalier about his own life (smokes way more than in the manga, takes bullets when there's actually no reason to), and a lot less in control of his outward persona (there have been many observations I've seen on how he's not the best at holding back his emotions - imo I don't think manga Wolfwood is especially good at that either, but in Stampede, it's really obvious).

Stampede Wolfwood also plays up his "monstrousness" a lot more in front of people, which is probably the most significant difference to me. Manga Wolfwood... doesn't exactly try to hide it, but he tends to take a "well, somebody had to do what needed to get done" attitude, like a kind of tired "I know there's no going back and I know I've turned into a monster. This is all I know how to be now. Somebody has to make the hard calls." But he feels shame about it all the same - look at how he puts his sunglasses on whenever he's about to do something he finds reprehensible (well, except the Ninelives fight... but no one was around to witness him there). It's made pretty explicit later that the glasses are a way for him to say "don't look at me. don't see what I've become".

Meanwhile, Stampede Wolfwood never takes the glasses off. He's much more upfront about the threat he poses - calling out Vash for not watching his back, outright saying he could've shot him - not a smart move when trying to earn someone's trust. His teasing, when he does it, isn't quite as playful, and has a bit of a bite to it. It's almost like he wants to be hated; like he's torn between justifying the necessity of his actions and convincing others that he is just as much of a monster as he feels.

I really think the key differences have a lot to do with their respective situations. Wolfwood in the manga... he got out, for a bit. He couldn't go back to the orphanage, but for at least a little bit, he wasn't under the Eye of Michael's thumb, he did get to meet people outside of missions and travel a bit, and was acting on his own intent... until he ended up pulled back into it because of Knives. Stampede Wolfwood has been under their control since he was taken from the orphanage. Everyone he loves is a hostage. He's taken on the name of his weapon and has known nothing else except this world of darkness - there's very little to imply he's travelled or spoken to anyone without it being for some mission. He's under consistent surveillance.

This "babysitting" mission, then, is something very different from his usual. It's not an assassination. Even more so, it's putting him in close contact with people who are not part of the world that he inhabits, the only one he's known since he was taken, which kickstarts significant changes in his life. You could even say he's been... transported to a different world than the one he'd lived in up to this point...

Enter Truck-kun. Or, rather, Van-kun.

Alright, so what is an isekai? Essentially, it's a wide-ranging genre where the protagonist gets transported or reincarnated to another world (usually regular world -> fantasy/sci-fi world), and typically involves an ordinary person becoming important/powerful in this new world - the genre is, a lot of the time, a mix of power fantasy and wish fulfillment.

Obviously, there is no literal transporting to another world here; it is still very much the same world (I'll bring up why this is important later.) But it's notable that Wolfwood remains very much the outlier in their group - he does not blend in, and his methods and approach are very different to that of the rest, who do not come from the same "world" as him. It's the start of a pretty drastic change in situation for him. It's why I really wish there were more episodes showing his dynamic with the group before it all went to hell - I bet he was so awkward.

The next thing I want to mention is that if you thought I was going to be arguing that there is a standard isekai parallel here... well I lied to you. A lot of the common tropes actually get subverted in kinda heartbreaking ways.

Usually the protagonist of an isekai (not always, but often) is some kind of chosen one. They are able to excel in situations that others cannot, and it's usually because they bring some kind of skill or knowledge from their old life that the people in the new world, obviously, don't. They tend to become ultra powerful, well able to take on any of their challenges in this new world, with advantages others don't have.

This doesn't sound like anything to do with Wolfwood after being hit by Meryl's van. But it sure sounds an awful lot like him after being taken by the Eye of Michael.

He is transferred from his comparatively normal life to one straight out of a sci-fi horror. He's a chosen "Child of Blessing", ranked "S+". He was able to survive grievous harm and experimentation, "excelling" where most other hapless kids did not. What did he bring with him from his old life that none of the people in his new life seem to have that allowed him to survive in the way he did? Well... he had something to protect didn't he? That's how he continues to struggle on. This is far from the sentiment shared by people like Conrad and Legato.

And so Wolfwood becomes ultra powerful - his body is fast, strong and resilient; he's efficient and good at what he's been trained to do. But this is far from anything he wanted. The power fantasy is subverted. Wolfwood is powerful enough to handle pretty much any threat that's thrown at him... but all it does is isolate and alienate him, and make him feel like a monster. Another aspect of isekai is that freedom one gets from being able to start over and become someone closer to their ideal self in a new setting - that's the wish fulfillment part. Well, Wolfwood has never been further from free, or less like the person he wishes to be. He hates everything he has become, but can't get out. Unable to change his situation, and increasingly jaded and disillusioned, Wolfwood takes on the moniker of "Punisher" and gives up on his old self. "Wolfwood" has effectively died.

Other than "transfer" isekai, there is also another kind - the "reincarnation" isekai. I'm not going to even touch bringing up the premise of reincarnation with a guy who carries around a giant cross on his back as I am far from qualified (knowing very little about Christianity at all), but I think it's worth noting that Wolfwood's arc (in all iterations) has much to do with his ever-present conflict with Vash over morality, but also just as much about his struggle to reconcile the person he was with the person he was forced to become, and if there is such a thing as forgiveness or redemption for him.

If "Wolfwood" has died before the story started, then he is "reincarnated" over the course of the story as he slowly starts to find himself again, with the kickstarting impetus being him getting hit by Meryl's van.

The changes don't start instantly. He wakes and things seem relatively normal - the plan is working, there's someone obviously suspicious of him - all stuff he's probably very used to. And then Vash goes and completely blindsides him.

[ID: A screenshot from Trigun Stampede Episode 4. A close up of Vash's face in the dim lighting, with eyes softened and a smile. End ID.]

"I can see it in his eyes."

Okay, so we all kinda giggle a little bit here because who the hell says that to some sketchy guy wearing dark sunglasses in a dark cave-like area when you've only just met, but I really want to stress that this is probably the first truly positive interaction Wolfwood has had in years... and I think Vash is well aware of that.

Wolfwood starts the transition from darkness to light... quite literally.

Almost all of Wolfwood's defining scenes are in the darkness of night, in contrast to the brightly lit desert in the day - think of when he moves away from the fire to speak to Zazie at the end of his intro episode, and assassinates the EoM traitor at the beginning of episode 6. In episode 5, we also get this:

[ID: Two screenshots from Trigun Stampede Episode 5. In the first, Rollo has Vash pinned to a metal wall by his neck. The sun can be seen between the two of them. In the second, Rollo lies dead on the ground. It is now night, and Vash stands over him, head low. Wolfwood stands a distance away. End ID.]

As Vash tries to speak to Rollo, to talk him down, the sun, though setting, is bright and illuminates both their faces. This all comes crashing down, literally, as Wolfwood takes the shot. Rollo falls, the sun stops shining on him, and by the time they all reach his body, night has fallen and the world is in darkness. The light goes out for Rollo... and in Wolfwood's eyes, for him too. He shot out of mercy, after all. He's living a nightmare he sees no escape from nor feels deserving of escaping from - worse, he feels as though he's a part of that darker setting, dragging it into their journey along with him.

However, we've established the lens of the "reincarnation" isekai for the purposes of this analysis, and along with that usually comes a way to compensate or reconcile for missed opportunities or mistakes made in the past by becoming something closer to one's own original ideal - sometimes this can even be a literal starting over, by being reborn into one's own younger self. And that's the importance of what Vash says to Wolfwood in episode 4 - he sees the potential in Wolfwood; the old self he thought had "died" a long time ago. Vash knows he's not the person he's been made to become and encourages him - not to do as Vash does, but to do as Wolfwood actually wants to do but thought for the longest time as hopeless. After all, what is a blank ticket if not a second chance or a new lease on life?

On the sand steamer in episode 6, the scene starts off in daylight once again, but after Wolfwood realizes the new assailant is Livio and we see their backstory, the snap back to the present scene is at night, and the scene darkens as the situation becomes more dire... and as Wolfwood comes to the conclusion that he will have to kill his brother.

But as Zazie's bug, or "eye", gets shot by Vash deflecting what would have been a fatal blow to Livio... suddenly, Wolfwood is free to act without the EoM's ever present surveillance. This is a serious step to severing the binds to that old life, and, as Wolfwood ultimately does not want any harm to come to Livio, he finds another way. And the sky starts to lighten again.

[ID: A screenshot from Trigun Stampede Episode 7. A close up of Livio's face with a distant, pensive expression. A wisp of smoke trails underneath as the pinkish hue of the sunrise is seen in the background. End ID.]

Of course, while this does succeed in waking him, it doesn't actually save him. But it is enough that Wolfwood decides to try letting a little bit of hope back in - to acclimate, even if just a little, to Vash's ideals, or his "world". Wolfwood's wish, to protect the orphanage, is (temporarily) fulfilled - in broad daylight, and without the death he'd been so accustomed to in his old "world". While he outwardly denies it, angrily telling Vash that he is no longer "Wolfwood" and instead merely "the Punisher", that "I'm not like you", the episode's title card, which appears directly after this exchange, does not agree.

[ID: A screenshot from Trigun Stampede Episode 7. A black background with white text; the title card for the episode that reads "#07 Wolfwood". End ID.]

He's more himself than he's been in a long time.

In that sense, going back to my insane original premise, we can say that he was isekai'd once by transfer, turning him into someone else... then isekai'd again by reincarnation after he thought his old self dead, helping him to start on the path to finding that younger self and that hope he thought he'd lost. It's a double subversion, in a way, as the first is far from wish fulfillment, and the latter is actually a restoration - a realization that as he slowly starts to transition to the light, he actually never left this world at all when he was changed against his will. He's not a monster of the dark. He still has a place in this lighter world.

Heartwarming, in a way, but also kind of heartbreaking, as if he hasn't truly left this world then there are still consequences.

Wolfwood, after this, still has to complete his contract. He didn't actually get out.

And Vash, for all that he appears to be someone "not like" Wolfwood, is actually far more similar than he'd initially suspected - Vash, too, came from darkness. The Big Fall happened at night. And even as Wolfwood's world grows lighter, Vash's grows ever darker as what he has tried to stave off bleeds into the light, culminating in the events of July, which take place entirely at night, and are truly Vash's darkest hours. Rather than Vash being some naïve creature of a lighter world that Wolfwood cannot reach, he is instead another person from darkness who is struggling for the light all his own.

Because of course, there is no "lighter world" or "darker world". No true "travel" between the two. Just one world that is both at once. And what one finds in it is dependent on what one chooses to read into their circumstances. A kinder, brighter world isn't something they can simply get isekai'd to. It's something these characters have to struggle to make a reality - it's what Vash does, it's what Meryl takes a stand for, it's what Wolfwood, deep down, wants to believe is possible. Hope is something you build yourself, etc.

Anyways, I can't believe I just wrote all that. I think I'm losing my mind. If you came out of this going, "Story, what the hell are you talking about?" then... well. Me too. Thanks for reading anyways!

#storyrambles #this is safe for tristamp only peeps btw i do mention the manga but there's no real spoilers #somebody should probably rescind my analysis certifications #hdfuvhbsd #anyways. wolfwood gets isekai'd is a sentence i never thought i'd read let alone write. multiple times #call me ace detective the way i am ace. and also a detective.#trigun #tristamp #trigun analysis #<-god. sure #nicholas d. wolfwood #I SPENT HOURS ON THIS STUPID POST OH MY GOD

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hellfirenacht · 9 months

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Reader ==> Meet The Party

Isekai Chronicles Masterlist

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Summery: Through no powers of your own, you end up in Hawkins 1985, in a tv show that you once saw on Netflix.

Tags: Slow burn, Eddie Munson x Reader will be canon, choose your own adventure to a degree, monkey’s paw author, meeting the party

Monday August 5th, 1985

The next few hours were a blur of Mike and Dustin interrogating you and tearing into your D&D books. It was far too late to have anyone else over.

You tried to answer any questions they had; who were you? How did you get here? What were you doing in the Upside Down? Other than who you were and where you came from, none of your answers seemed to satisfy the two boys.

"We need to tell the others," Dustin said, for the tenth time that night.

You had been sitting on the couch of the Wheeler basement as they debated back and forth on what to do. Dustin was ready to wake up half of Hawkins to tell people that you had fallen into the Right Side Up out of nowhere. Mike was less into the idea.

"No one's even going to be awake!" He snapped.

"Max might be!" Dustin countered.

"Hey, what day is it?" You asked suddenly. "Like day of the week."

"Uh, it's Sunday" Mike said, looking surprised that you actually spoke up. You hadn't been able to get much of a word in between the barrage of questions.

"Monday now" corrected Dustin, looking at a clock. 3:45 am. God, had it really not even been 2 hours since you got here? Your shoulder still hurt and you kept stretching it to try and ease it.

"Shouldn't you kids be in school?" You asked. "I know this is the opposite of priorities, but..."

You trailed off, not even knowing where you were going with your question.

Your head was spinning, and nothing you did could convince you this was a dream. The boys had poked you, attempting their own experiments on you. Light didn't bother you, and neither did heat, except when they had you hold a match that had nearly burned your fingertips.

They quickly ruled out that you were under any control of a mind flayer for now.

"School doesn't start for a week," Mike said.

That conversation line quickly died down. Dustin was still flipping through your Players Handbook. "Jesus there's so much here. How do you keep track of all of this? The Advanced Dungeons and Dragons manual is basically a flier compared to this thing. And there's three of these books?!"

"Uh... Short answer is- I don't." You said. "Honestly my group took those books as more suggestions than ironclad rules."

The two teens looked at you as if you'd grown a second head, which would only be marginally weirder than everything else that had happened tonight.

"That or I look it up on my-" the word was out before you could think, "phone."

You seemed to have grown a third head.

"Your phone?" Mike looked dubious. "You have some sort of D&D 800 number in the future?"

You couldn't stop yourself from laughing at the question- it was a good question. The best one they'd had tonight probably. But knowing what 800 numbers had a reputation for in the future was too much for your tired brain to handle.

You couldn't stop yourself from imagining calling some shady 800 number, where some random man or woman would give you any d&d answer, but in an overly sexy voice.

Roll for seduction.

The thought broke you, and you found yourself covering your hands with your face as tears threatened to spill. You must have looked like a fucking psycho now to the only people who would bother helping you.

"Yeah. Sure. D&D hotline." You manage to gasp out between laughter. There was no way you had the mental capacity to tell them that you basically walked around with a super computer in your hand at all times where you were from.

Your phone was back in 2023. Still on the charger. Maybe it'd be fully charged when you got home.

If you got home.

Your laughter died down, as that realization hit you. Home. You had no idea how you got here and had no idea if you even could get home.

"We'll call El first thing in the morning." Said Mike, deciding it was safer to ignore your bout of temporary insanity. "Leave Max alone tonight, you know she's been having trouble sleeping since..."

The air was heavy now. You knew they were referring to the Star Court Mall fire. Billy died. That cop- El's not-father? Shit what was his name? That guy was presumed dead.

How could these kids keep smiling after the horrors they faced?

"Yeah, yeah good point." Dustin said.

Mike turned back to you, "You can hide in here for now ‘til we figure out what to do next. Just try and stay out of site from everyone."

"Are we gonna tell Nancy?" Asked Dustin. "I mean she's seen everything-"

"I'm not bringing her into this yet." Mike said. "We can handle this"

“Who’s Nancy?” You already know who Nancy was, but it would be weird not to ask. Just as they had been trying to get information out of you all night, you had been trying to keep track of everything that they had told you too. With your approximate knowledge of many things, you didn’t want to slip up and give anything away without thinking about the consequences.

“She’s my sister, but don’t worry about that.” Mike said. “Listen, you can stay down here tonight and tomorrow we’ll call the others and decide what to do and what this means.”

“What about Steve? He’s seen this stuff before too.” Dustin asked.

“No, for now this has to stay in the Party.” Mike seemed very firm on this stance and you couldn’t figure out why. Then again, after a night of falling through portals, being attacked by vines, and appearing in a dimension that you had absolutely no business being in, your brain was quickly shutting down and running out of steam.

If you were lucky, and you had a very strong feeling that you weren’t, you’d wake up in your own bed with the tv on Netflix askinging if you were still there and if you wanted to continue watching.

You didn’t miss how Dustin went upstairs with Mike holding the Players Handbook still. That was fine, it’s not like you were exactly using it anyway. Now there you were, left alone in a strange basement hundreds of miles from home. Could you even measure the distance in miles? You doubted it. Nothing about this was right.

Still, even with your mind racing and with how lumpy the couch was, sleep found you. The two boys opted to sleep in Mike’s room to give you some semblance of space. Taking a few deep breaths, darkness claimed you and your mind was quiet for the first time in over 24 hours.

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It felt like you had just closed your eyes when a herd of angry elephants trampled down the stairs to the basement making you jump and sit up in a daze of confusion. Your heart was pounding as a group of teenagers made their way down the stairs all staring at you expectantly.

You tried to reorient yourself, blinking hard a few times as the new faces became more clear. The basement. You were in the Wheeler house basement and had been transported into this dimension. Your stomach churned slightly but you swallowed down the feeling, not wanting to hurl whatever was left of last night's dinner on the carpet.

“Oh good, you’re awake!” said Dustin with a wide smile. Seeing him was even more startling in the daylight, more real. You could make out more details in his curls and his braces glinted slightly.

“Yeah, you guys aren’t exactly stealthy are you?” you asked, rubbing your eyes. “What time is it?”

“It’s almost noon. It took a while to get everyone over here.” Mike explained, motioning to the gaggle of young teens. “That’s Max, El, Lucas, and Will” He pointed to each of his friends in turn.

You were thankful for the introduction because you could not have remembered their name for the life of you otherwise.

They all looked troubled, but different flavors of troubled. Max was doing her best to look disinterested, as if you being here was causing more harm than good, which, fair enough honestly. Poor girl was already going through it. Lucas also seemed less than thrilled about this situation. Actually, you’d be surprised if anyone was actually happy or interested in seeing you. Though Lucas seemed more concerned with looking at Dustin and Mike as though your appearance was somehow their fault.

Will stared at you and then back to the others and shook his head slightly, which Mike seemed to take as a good sign. El looked the least upset with your presence in the group outside of Dustin.

“Alright, tell them everything you told us last night.” instructed Dustin.

“Hi, yes. Nice to meet you all, too. Good morning. I am mildly traumatized thanks for asking. Lovely weather we’re having. Of course I can tell you my name.” you grumbled, pushing on your nose. You were trying to push up your glasses. ....Did you wear glasses? You looked up at the group again, and could see everyone fine. That was weird.

Your sarcasm didn’t lighten the mood, but you weren’t quite trying to. There was a pounding in your head but they all continued to look at you expectantly.

There was no getting out of this, so you laid it all out on the table again. You told them every detail that you could remember of last night from coming home, to the cold of your apartment to the word seeming to flip around you when you entered the Upside Down. You spared the detail of how truly terrified you were, that had to go without saying. By the end of it, everyone was staring at you.

“So, what?” you asked after no one spoke for a while.

“2023? Really?” Lucas was the first to speak. “We’ve dealt with some weird stuff with the Upside Down but time travel-”

“I’m sorry that my appearance jumped the shark on what’s considered normal in this situation.” you said dryly. “No one’s filled me in on the rules for this yet.”

“How can you even prove you’re from the future?” Will said, looking troubled. That’s when Dustin handed over your D&D books that he had been flipping through the whole night.

“It’s not exactly from 2023.” you said. “I bought it a few years ago, but 5E is standard in my time.”

“I’ve looked over these and it’s real.” Dustin said. “There’s too much here to say that part’s fake.”

“None of it is fake.” you said. “I have no idea how I got here, or even really where I am. I mean, you’ve told me that I’m in Hawkins, Indiana in 1985 but that’s kind of hard to accept.”

“El, what do you think?” Mike asked, looking over at her.

“I... don’t know.” she admitted. “I do not have my powers anymore.” El’s face fell, looking at you as if she was trying to read a book in a different language. You were more than just someone who had touched the Upside Down, you were an anomaly.

No one knew what to say for a while before Lucas spoke again. “So where is she staying?” he asked. “It’s not like we have a good place for her now.”

Shit.

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shysublimecoffee · 4 months

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This represents my personal perspective on the matter, so please don't interpret it as a factual statement. It's an opinion, and there may be exceptions if you explore thoroughly. However, I find the otome isekai genre quite monotonous. The recurring theme of recycling concepts, reusing character designs with a prevalent "same face syndrome," and the prevalence of protagonists resembling each other, particularly the Duke of the North archetype with that clichéd Idol haircut, contribute to a sense of staleness. The majority of flawless female leads with 99% being blonde, with a few exceptions, adds to the predictability.

For me, the transmigration or reincarnation concept caught my attention around 2018, starting with works like "Who Made Me a Princess" and the infamous "They Say I Was Born a King's Daughter," even though I admit my taste was not the best back then.

The idea of taking over someone's body and living their life fascinated me. What made it unique was the perspective shift, allowing us to see many previously despised villains from other stories in a new light, experiencing the narrative from their point of view.

But, this is when it started getting old real quick. My god, how many fucking times am I going to see a good heroine turned evil and the villainous be taking the leftover men from the heroine side and forming a harem. The villainous unfortunately can't be nuanced because all these stories do is just make shit black and white. Our MC can't be held accountable for what they did but sob hard enough and we get an ally to ride behind her.

You know what's incredibly frustrating? These Korean women from the 21st century keep transmigrating into these villainous roles, and it's just downright irritating. They either come off as overly naive or stick to the tired narrative of being an office worker who suddenly becomes wealthy and tramples over others. It lacks uniqueness, and seriously, what do we really know about the female lead (FL) beyond the prologue? Who is she? What's her home life like? Does she want to return? These are questions I want answers to, but we're not given the chance because the focus remains on the villainous character. Even that aspect isn't executed well; they end up softening her character and making her more compliant than she was in the original story just to avoid a bad ending. I'm more intrigued by understanding the backstory of the actual original villainous character.

The male lead (ML) seriously disappoints. I get it, this genre revolves around romance, but let's get real for a moment—do we genuinely care about this so-called "romance"? What truly matters is the chemistry between characters that makes us feel, cry, and get infuriated, and that's what a story should evoke. Worse than a bad boy ML is a downright boring male lead. Whether it's the Duke of the North or any other generic character, they all feel like mere props catering to the female lead, and that's painfully dull.

I couldn't care less because these MLs exist solely to assist her in everything, whether it's for revenge, to play the savior, or to be the healer. Nothing feels genuine; there's no emotional investment in the romance for me. I'm not overjoyed by the idea of them being together. Many readers seem more fixated on their aesthetics and how well he serves her, but let's be honest—their designs are unimaginative, resembling countless other MLs and MCs. Frankly, I wish more effort were put into creating distinct and captivating characters.

No matter how much one might criticize the toxicity of old-school Shojou romances and the portrayal of male leads, I absolutely loved it. Sure, the romance might not be ideal, but that's precisely what makes it fun and enjoyable to read. The characters have their quirks and distinct personalities, creating their own unique dynamics that add to the charm of the story unlike the former.

Transmigration/Reincarnation is so barley touched in a genre surrounding that very concept. It's like they dip into a puddle but don't expand on the horrors or intrigue of anything really and they be explaining everything from the prologue instead of letting us breathe. We don't settle or sit with the characters and writers are far more interested in miscommunication. It's why I like manga because you get beautiful scenes of just peace or character introspection than you would in colored format.

If there's one story that truly captivated me and made me fall in love with this particular brand of Otome Isekai, it's "A Stepmother's Märchen." It may not be a masterpiece, but the deliberate and slow-paced narrative, reminiscent of a novel, along with the meticulous attention to depicting a semi-realistic high society, drew me in. The story offers complex and conflicted characters, and the stunning art, which interestingly mirrors European illustration outside of the main cast, adds to its appeal. Of course, it's not without its flaws, but the beauty of the narrative has made it stand out to me even years later. It's not a one-note copy it did it own thing that I wish OI did more.

Kill the Villanous,

Death is the ending the villanous

I appreciate how these stories took the isekai concept and added their unique twists. It's refreshing, and I wish more writers would follow suit. While I understand that Otome Isekai is primarily about wish fulfillment, I also crave narratives that offer more than just that. A well-crafted story with thoughtful character development would be a welcome addition to the genre because it sticks out to me more. I don't remember OI titles but for me to remember those is because the concept were different from the usual OH no I woke up in the villain body.

#otome isekai #manhwa

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teecupangel · 8 months

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I keep thinking about Desmond, our fave isekai protag, getting dropped into baldur’s gate 3. Only, per one of my favorite isekai tropes, as a no-name NPC. As one of the Sharess’s Caress escorts? As one of Astarion’s spawn?? Basically him just being Tired Of This Shit and trying to avoid the plot but of course that’s not going to work lol. I haven’t even decided if he would be a romantic interest for the MC or a companion or anyone, or what his class would be. But ugh his isekai potential too strong.

His isekai potential is too strong.

If we want Desmond tired of everything and just want to avoid the plot, I personally would put him somewhere safe-ish? Desmond is the type of person who wouldn’t turn a blind eye to atrocities if it smacked him on the forehead so the best way to ensure that he stays away from whatever plot is happening is by making him an NPC in a more or less stable area where he would feel like other more knowledgeable and experienced with all these ‘dungeons and dragons’ (they have magic, holy shit) got this. That would point us to someone in Baldur’s Gate before Act 3. This way, Desmond would have his peace and quiet until the party starts doing their thing and Desmond stop being able to turn a blind eye on everything and he’s ‘forced’ to assist this party of… well… interesting people

As for his class, well, you can go for the class I’m going for with my playthrough of BG3 as Desmond. I made him multiclass Rogue (Thief) and Ranger (Gloomstalker), with a little bit of Bard (College of Swords), specifically:

Rogue Lv 4 – Thief (because Thief’s skills are more all rounders than Assassin’s)

Ranger Lv 5 – Gloomstalker (more stealth options, Dread Ambusher is our Assassin skill lite and lv5 has extra attack XD)

Bard Lv 3 – College of Sword, more on the side of Desmond being good in being seen as ‘non threatening’ but his spell list is more on the side of support than actual damage.

If you want to keep him in one class only, making him a Thief (Assassin) would make the most sense with the hidden blade being more or less his one shot kill weapon, although in terms of gameplay that’s kinda like making him a “best in first round only” kind of deal. The multiclass above is the ‘compromise’ I made to have Desmond be more or less in line with his setup in Assassin’s Creed.

Of course, if you want to have fun and make Desmond suffer (affectionately), you can make him a Warlock with a pact with an unknown Great Old One. This would add a layer of mystery to who had ‘helped’ Desmond be pushed into Faerun and we can hint that the Great Old One is:

Isn’t actually a Great Old One but one of the gods but Desmond’s otherworldly-ness and his lack of ‘worshipping’ stopped him from being a Paladin or a Cleric and pushed him into Warlock territory

Is one of the Isus from his world that had escaped into Faerun (or somewhere close by) but, since that Isu is a deity from their world, the Isu is counted as one of the Great Old Ones (which sounds a lot like “Those Who Came Before”)

Desmond’s patron isn’t one entity but a legion, using some kind of system to support or affectionately bully him at times if and only if the legion reaches a majority vote. Desmond technically has multiple access to ‘Wish’ but it’s more of him asking help from the legion and hoping many of them would give him what he wants. … and, yes, I am basing the legion on the whole “Desmond’s patron is us” idea I have XD

Even if Desmond isn’t a magic class, I think he’d have a few scrolls with him, mostly support spells like Invisibility, Fly and even Enhance Leap (also Speak with Dead and Speak with Animal) with a few attack spells that he uses as distraction most of the time

Sidebar: I’m not sure if you mean Astarion’s spawn as in we’re setting this after BG3 with Astarion having ascended and making Desmond his spawn or if you meant Desmond is a fellow Cazador spawn, either way, we’ll have to find a way for Desmond to escape his sire’s thrall if that’s the case. The easiest would be Desmond getting a tadpole in his brain like Astarion but that does mean that… well… if his sire was Astarion, this will lead to Desmond wanting to kill Astarion because he sees being put in his thrall as something horrible as it makes him lose control over himself even if Astarion was to be… ‘kind’ to him. If it was Cazador though, then that means Desmond will want to kill Cazador (and maybe Astarion and the party helped him during the whole… Cazador ‘sidequest’) and that would be his reason for being unable to keep himself from the plot.

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victoria1676 · 2 years

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Sagau Brainrot: Reader having the same abilities as Nakajima Atsushi from Bungou Stray Dogs

(Reader is Female here unfortunately so i apologize for those who want it non-binary or gender neutral TwT)

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Heyo its been a while

Its 2am in the night time but i was lucky to finish this yet i am very tired especially i just finished midterms and still have to make 7 assignments due next week ugh DX

Anyways please enjoy this brainrot that I tried my best to expand it 😭 I'll work on my other brainrots soon and my story as well when i have the time but currently im very packed this month ugh TwT

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So like I haven't watched Bungou stray dogs in long time and im avoiding Season 4 due to the fact i have already read the manga and knows that Season 4 is the darkest arc including i guess there is a chance season 5 will also be dark if i remember the manga correctly 🤔

Have I read the Beast AU or read it?

N OT U N D E R M Y W A T C H

My personal reason is that i was able to get a summary out of it and since that summary made me cry and learn what happened to Beast Dazai I cried the fact i loved him so much and that au was painful 😭😭

But anyways this is my personal opinion however if you want to read Beast AU Bungou Stray dogs I recommend that you guys prepare tissues cause the angst of that au is very sad but if you able to handle then props to you UwU but i can say is that the au is very interesting and I don't mind you guys reading it UwU However you must read the Original Bungou Stray Dogs since Beast Au is the parallel universe of it. The manga is currently still on going but the Anime is out by 3 seasons and season 4 currently coming out soon.

So yeah lets go to my Brainrot UwU

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Warnings: Mentions of Abuse

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So this won't have the creator au thing this time unfortunately but it is more like I want to go back to the original concept of what sagau a.k.a self-aware as I am referring to the self-aware au were no god reader but just a regular reader who plays the game and is not aware the charas are self-aware and they are all fond with her whether it is platonic, romantic, possessive or obsessed with her.

As I mentioned reader has the abilities of Atsushi from Bungou stray dogs and has the same past as him however it's a bit different for the reader as her past is something I came up a bit sad about but not something excruciating to add since we all know how Atsushi's past is like especially you can see the worst of it in the manga 😭

Beast Beneath the Moonlight will not be an ability since the reader is not from the BSD world but this ability is something like a curse that the reader has to go through in tough times and has resented having it because if she wasn't born with it then she would have never been given up by her parents to the orphanage or thrown to such pain of being thrown back to the orphanages after all her previous foster parents deemed her a "Freak" or "Monster" and so on but they very physically hurt her since the reader was a very like a normal kid a first glance only these parents got the taste of fear seeing her curse.

Luckily around the age of 12, she finally got herself adopted by a person who is a writer and was one of the people who was like her, having a strange curse or rather an ability. It took time for the reader to get used to her new father and slowly trust him as he did not even react badly to seeing her transformation except he decided to help with her powers. Now grown up and able to live a normal life and keep a secret of her powers, the reader found herself loving a certain fantasy game called Genshin Impact that was recommended by her friends.

The game was very amazing and Reader loved it so much and also ignored the huge negative side of the game and tried to enjoy the lore and exploration.

Only she found herself Isekai out of nowhere.

There are endless possibilities about how Reader will appear in Genshin and I had to revise this many times LMAO

So like I decided she has been in the wilderness for like a week and there have been rumors spreading to all Teyvat of a strange dangerous Beast that usually prowls or appears at night time either running around or scaring away Treasure hoarders and sometimes the Fatui. And I guess it is up to you guys who would find her first OwO!

I feel like everyone would be fascinated with Reader’s transformation and I am sure there have been times reader suddenly gets cats attracted to them causing poor Venti to sneeze so much due to how many cats are near reader XD

Reader be getting along with Diona or any cat-like hybrid. As someone commented, the reader is like them, in which the reader fires back at them saying "I'M A TIGER NOT A CAT!"

But honestly people would find the reader 's abilities very fascinating.

And then they realize the reader could heal her wounds after some panic, getting stabbed or injured and trying to take her to a healer but instead her wounds healed rapidly.

I also imagine readers have similarities with Atsushi but personality wise it's up to you guys how you imagine a reader's personality is like with having the same Abilities like Atsushi.

But yeah what do you guys think? XD

This will have part 2 soon but a different version.

Part 2 will mainly be a cult au where the reader does not control the charas in the modern world but the reader is born in Genshin and is still a god but I guess it's still a sagau but a bit different since cult au and sagau are similar yet different I guess 🤔

The reason why I sound a bit excited in Part 2 of this brain rot? Because reader will be in the Fatui

But she will be someone who is usually in the shadows doing most dirty work and is always near Tsaritsa like a Shadow UwU

I won't spoil much but you can ask me more of this brain rot if you like XD

So goodnight! ^^

#sagau #genshin impact self aware #genshin self aware #self aware genshin #genshin sagau #genshin impact #genshin self aware au #self aware au #sagau brainrot #bungou stray dogs crossover #bsd crossover #genshin crossover

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3. bubblegum or cotton candy?

man . theyre both kinda. painfully sweet. bubblegum i guess? i also like cotton candy tho its just hard to pick

6. pastel, boho, tomboy, preppy, goth, grunge, formal or sportswear?

i dotn know what like. most of these words mean. how are half of these related even. tomboy.

10. game you were best at in p.e.?

man i fucked hard at dodgeball

11. what you have for breakfast on an average day?

these days shredded wheat

12. name of your favorite playlist?

the fuck is a playlist

18. ideal weather?

yknow, cloudy, warm, smells like its about to rain

21. obsession from childhood?

warriors cats babeyyyy. and bionicles

23. strange habits?

man i KNOW ive got some but i cant think what they are. i do this wrist flick manoeuver to crack it.

26. favorite activity to do in warm weather?

if im actually out in the warm weather? take a nice walk maybe.

27. favorite activity to do in cold weather?

yknow. i havent done it in ages but i really like doing jigsaw puzzles. maybe put some jazz on.

29. best way to bond with you?

i dunno honestly! i dont have an answer to this one. it takes a lot of time and effort i think.

30. places that you find sacred?

the woods. the woods the woods the woods you have no idea. the woods. its the woods.

31. what outfit do you wear to kick ass and take names?

i would die if i tried to do either of those things

36. what is the first meme you remember ever seeing?

like...... charlie the unicorn i think.

45. which genre: sci-fi, fantasy or superhero?

fantasy obv

50. what made you laugh the hardest you ever have?

god there was something that destroyed me but idr what it was. the hardest in recent memory was me trying to tell a REALLY really stupid joke that wont make sense to any of you. i did not manage to say it bc i was laughing too hard.

52. favorite font?

i absolutely do not have an opinion on this

54. what did you learn from your first job?

you know at mcdonalds in order to work the grill you have to be willing to put your arms under a hot piece of metal that drips boiling grease on you? thats what i learned.

55. favorite fairy tale?

what IS my favorite fairy tale....... we'll go with red riding hood bc her modern interpretations are always the cutest

57. the three biggest struggles you’ve overcome?

damn what. uhh ok, having to rebuild my entire social life after the shit that happened a couple years ago, the several year process of going from hyperconservative christian to a . whatever the hell i am now. some kind of far left girl. and uhhhh. figuring out i was trans i guess? idk

58. four talents you’re proud of having?

four??? im good at ff14 raiding, im good at writing, im good at.... uhh... im pretty funny i think, annnddddd uhhh. i dont know that its a talent, but i like to think im good at making people feel safe talking to me.

59. if you were a video game character, what would your catchphrase be?

heh... guess i shotcha... uhh 'god im fucking tired'

60. if you were a character in an anime, what kind of anime would you want it to be?

ISEKAI OBVIOUSLY specifically something like slime 300 but ill take almost any of them.

62. seven characters you relate to?

SEVEN............ god.... uhh hanako ikezawa, hikari finalfantasy (im cheating), (god i got to ONE and already had to start cheating...) yumiella dolkness, man im tappin out. look at my list of ocs i put way more of myself into them than there could ever be in any other character

69 nice. a fun fact that you don’t know how you learned?

i feel like i know how i know most of my fun facts bc if i didnt i would not really know if i could believe them or not.

74. at what pain level out of ten (1 through 10) do you have to be at before you take an advil or ibuprofen?

like 8 or 9 probably. i dont really go below a 5 so. its gotta be like migraine or vertebral artery dissection bad before im like 'i should really get some meds'. unless im doing it preemptively which ive done for like when ive got raid later.

76. what’s your favorite potato food (i.e. tater tots, baked potatoes, fries, chips, etc.)?

man fuckin SCALLOPED POTATOES BABEY

86. cookies or cupcakes?

the amount of qualifiers this question needs.... cupcakes tho probably.

87. your greatest fear?

dying.

90. luckiest mistake?

i mean most of my mistakes havent been lucky, the best i can think of is when i accidentally followed my girl @handinvampirichand and now we're mutuals with wildly different taste in things but we're cool.

95. favorite app on your phone?

i like tumblr

97. how many phone numbers do you have memorized?

uhh mine, my moms, my moms house, my brother's, my dads. jg wentworth 877 CASH NOW. so thats 6

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yifftwiceplz · 7 months

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rambling about daves timeline under the cut

this info has been touched on but a little more in depth

so i couldn't decide what age dave i wanted to RP and came up with some weird bullshit to be able to jump around impulsively but i have a general timeline for my dave

16-17: beats sburb, moves onto earth c. i DONT care about the endless isekai plot i want my boys to be happy B( i support anyone strong enough to stick with it, but personally i am rewriting it in my head the strilondes move into a duplex with roxy and rose on one side, dave and dirk on the other side. they do this because it seems like the healthiest option for all of them to live with their siblings and help each other grow and heal

dirk and dave have a lot of shit to work out both with dirk's chronic isolation and impossible standards for himself, and dave having been raised by a basement dwelling abusive dick. it's a little rocky at first especially with dirk's messiness and dave's clinginess but they push through and the strength of their relationship grows

neither of them has a job at first but they both piddle around with comics, youtube channels, and side projects until they both start messing with crypto scams. namely scamming crypto bros out of their money. it's around this point where they somehow get the rights to interdimensional twitter, which is a silly meaningless side plot but a fun one.

i probably won't play him at this age too much, but if i do the main things to look out for would be that he rambles way more and makes weird run-on sentences, like a full paragraph of metaphors, and still lives with dirk / the fam. he's also quite scrawny and still wears his god tier jammies most of the time.

around 22-23: dave moves into a house with karkat, funded by dave's youtube channel, karkat's job as a marriage counselor, and help from dirk, who's sad to not be living with his bro anymore but is very supportive and pointlessly rich.

he's at home pretty much 24/7, just casually working on youtube videos, comics, whatever he wants really. karkat is fine with being the breadwinner and household leader, dave is fine with being bossed around and he likes to clean. he has very few priorities to deal with so he does what he wants (mostly troll you all here)

this is his current "real time" age, around 25, so after he's lived with karkat a couple years already. he doesn't ramble as much, usually in a good mood and lets things roll off his back. he is also chunkier and doesn't wear his god tier outfit much anymore; he got tired of the style. he does still wear the pants around the house.

around 30 is when dave really makes a name for himself on youtube and makes his first movie, which is relatively low-budget and simple. his career kind of explodes from that point and by 35 he's in the middle of making his second movie, which is a genuine hollywood affair. he loses quite a bit of weight due to stress / being busy, usually has a 5 oclock shadow, and his outfits are usually pretty dumpy (unless it's a premiere or a press tour).

he and karkat are mostly long distance at this point, which dave stresses about more than he should. karkat is fine letting dave do his thing, but dave is beginning to overthink the fact he's going to far outlive karkat. he eventually decides to bring dirk on, which he was reluctant to do because dirk really needs to work less and get out more. but dave accepts he needs help and dirk is the only guy who can do the job properly. and dirk is happy to live his childhood fantasy of being on set with his bro

things to look out for would be his hair has a nice fade, he wears his shades less, he's usually scrawny (unless he's on break back home to be re-fattened by karkat), and he uses punctuation/rambles less

he's really busy most of the time so until i get some more things worked out he's like a little old man treat that i sprinkle to you guys like goldfish pellets in a pond of giant koi

around 40 is tbd but chunky hairy homebody dilf-with-no-kid dave supremacy.

#editor's note #lore tag tbn #weight stuff is because of editor's own fluctuating weight #around 40 is when he stops actually ageing sorry to the god tier keeping you young forever deal #i want to see that man old and grizzled and domesticated

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ghostly-wisteria-tea · 13 days

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Nailing my Isekai Khonshu character is a bit difficult since I have this habit of writing them slightly differently as each works go on. But in general, I am taking a huge amount of liberties since I stopped caring about accuracy, because comic lore is f*cking all over the place and retcons itself anyway.

Isekai-MCU Khonshu is like a weird combo of your old tired, jaded veteran grandpa stuck in a child's body and have the impulses of one. He can be a bit of a hypocrite when he tells mortals about their flaws, only to end up doing said flaws an hour later.

This is actually due to the contradicting nature of his godhood. As the god of youth, he is eternally a child and isn't supposed to grow-up.

Kind of like Peter Pan, the boy who never grows up.

Growing up means to give-up his youth. He is supposed to embody the prime child aspect within every mortal and living creatures. Curiosity, gentle happiness, joy on little things.

That's why I gave Khonshu a huge sweet tooth and a fondness of games. He also have all their flaws such as temper tantrums, impulsive behavior, sometimes he can't read the room, would say what is in his mind without a second thought, and sometimes thinks that he is right all the time.

Though he can also see and ask questions that isn't confined to the norms and rules. The kind that you end up being force into as you grow up. You end up getting stuck with getting a job, paying rent, finding ways to earn for your family. In a way, you lose that curiosity and open mind-ness as the mundane and boring responsibilities of adulthood starts to weight down on you. Khonshu can think and act outside the "box", creating innovative ideas that is both stupid and ingenious. And this helped him get out of dangerous situations many times after his banishment. Some of which are of his own making.

In contrast, as a god he is very, very old. He learned what it is to be mature and an adult by sheer experience and observation of humanity's ups and downs. He have seen disasters, struggles and how to avert them. He can give mature adivse to other's, but the "child god" within prevents him from fully applying that maturity to himself.

Because a child isn't supposed to be the "adult".

This can create a tension as inside Khonshu is fully aware of the contradicting nature of himself. A contradiction that was a later development after he was banished.

Before his banishment, he was with the Ennead and his fellow gods. Practically everyone there are related so Khonshu had his family.

His family was basically acting as the "adult" in the situations, telling Khonshu that sometimes his ideas are not really great and keeping him in check. He still looked like that adult since it is one of his forms in antiquity, but his inner child personality shines a lot.

And one that they tend to just let go since it is a child's nature to make mistakes, and it's the duty of their parents/adults to correct them.

When Khonshu got banished, it was then that he realized that no one is keeping him in check anymore. His family are not allowed to interact with him personally without permission until that banishment was lifted. Leaving Khonshu alone.

So to make up, Khonshu have to force himself to "grow-up" and be his own adult even though it is in contrast to his role as a "Child God".

This process is, in itself, difficult since Khonshu have to sometimes go against his own godly nature and be something that he isn't supposed to be. And it is a slow process.

Even after thousands of years, Khonshu is still having trouble trying to balance out being his own "mature adult" and suppressing the "immature Child god". He would even just stop trying when it got way too difficult, both emotionally and mentally. And it just left him jaded and tired.

Now that he ended up in another world, in a body that isn't banished. He can indulge in being that inner child instincts from time to time. Though it can be a double edged sword again since his inner child instincts is much, much stronger and can get in the way of the cold, calculating voice of distant reason that he spend years cultivating after his banishment.

#kid khonshu #rants #fanfiction #egyptian gods #moon knight #au #Khonshu #This came out oddly weird for some reason #I apologize for my ramblings.

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Tired, bored and slightly more mentally deranged than usual, so here have some short stories regarding: “Why I, Crow, would not last in any media as an Isekai victim”:

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Waking up in a dark secluded place was not how I wanted to spend my morning.

Yesterday was the last day of school. everything was good, I got to stay up late, even got ice cream for - the bare minimum - not failing math.

This is not how I wanted to spend my first day of summer break.

So obviously I shook and shrieked and screamed and banged against the walls of my current container, my first genuine thoughts being “I will not be like my ancestors today!! I am a free black person god damnit!!!!” While I push and shove inside my confines, unaware of the… “cat” outside staring in confusion and slight fear.

Eventually the box set on fire and I, of course, screamed louder and began kicking with more force until the front splintered open under the combined forces of the heat and my throwing all 150 pounds of me against it.

Falling flat on my face, I barely registered the annoying voice of Mr. Cat next to me talking his head off, my first thought was if I had my phone. I also noted the floating coffins, first thinking that I would absolutely die if buried alive, then realizing that hoLY SHIT THERE WERE FLOATING COFFINS!!?!?

Jumping up and still ignoring the cat, I waved a leg under the coffin to see if anything was holding it up, then glared above it to see the same, honestly getting a bit scared when I saw nothing.

“HELLO??!!” Screamed a voice and I whipped around to look for its source, not finding one.

“DOWN HERE?!?” I looked down to see the cat I have vaguely seen in the corner of my eye.

“Thank you! Now, as I was saying-“ “Did I finally take drugs? Is this what a drugs is like?” I interrupted.

“What-“ “Alright cat hallucination, where are we, and why can you talk?.. Wait wrong order-“ I shut up before looking away again, staring at the other coffins.

“What was I saying? Fuck… it’s kinda cute that you’re standing on your legs like a little guy.”

Grim had never regretted something more than choosing me as his victim.

‧꒰˚ʚ🎀ɞ˚꒱ ‧‧꒰˚ʚ🎀ɞ˚꒱ ‧‧꒰˚ʚ🎀ɞ˚꒱ ‧‧꒰˚ʚ🎀ɞ˚꒱ ‧

“SHIT TITS FUCK AGH-“

That was what a Mr. Gojo was greeted with as he dealt with a curse.

It was nothing for him, obviously, but he was told that all civilians had been evacuated. So naturally he had to find out who was left behind! Who knows, this could be fun (for him at least)!

Teleporting over, he was met with a teen no older than his first year students fussing over a… video game?

“Hello there-“ “SHUT UP HOLD ON!! Fuck… SHIT!.. Come on come on…”

They didn’t even seem to notice that the area around them was completely decimated.

“Hey kid, where are your parents? Friends? Anyone? Or are you alone?” It’d be easy to get them out of here, just hit ‘em with the “natural charm” and led them out with a grin!

“I said shut up your old bitch, can’t you see I’m doing something! Stranger danger you old fu- Whoa. What happened to this place?”

Wow. They really didn’t realize they were in the middle of a war zone. That was very intriguing.

“One, I’m not old. Two, did you not see the flashing lights or hear the sounds of fighting?” He questioned.

“Two, nah dude I had my AirPods in. Was blasting music, wasn’t paying attention to shit. One, you look old as balls my man, white hair ain’t doing you no justice… also why are you here?” They responded, showcasing said AirPods by taking one out, music blaring from it.

“Hey! The hair adds to my charm~ and well… since you asked, I am Gojo Satoru, strongest of all Sorcerers, here to save you from-“ “No it doesn’t, and thanks I’m good.” They interrupted.

“… Huh?” “I don’t need saving. I’m gonna assume you mean from the funky little guys that are everywhere?” “You mean curses?-“ “Yeah them.” This really was interesting! They saw curses and Gojo assumed they knew of the harm they caused, yet didn’t want to leave?

“Yeah we’re cool. I let them hang with me and they bring me shit and tell me all sorts of stories. Sure, sometimes they’re grotesque and downright disgusting, but they bring me money, so that’s nice.” … Did they have an actual relationship with the curses??

“Yeah I do, by the way you said that out loud. Plus, I think I figured out what happened now, no thanks to you.” He chuckled at that.

“And what would that be?”

“Big guy, a new curse - I assume that’s what they’re called - I just met was getting pissy that I wasn’t paying attention and said he was gonna get someone else to pay attention to him, and then I got sucked into my game. So I guess… this was him getting his attention.” They shrugged.

“Hmm… well it’s a shame then…” Gojo started, they only glanced at him.

“A shame what?” “A shame I killed him, that’s all.” He was expecting questions, shock, anything!!.. But instead he got:

“Oh that is a shame. Fucking loser couldn’t take an old man like you. He deserved it if he fell to some white-haired full of himself pussy such as yourself. Bet I could beat your ass in ten seconds flat.”

“OI IM NOT OLD!!”

“Yeah you are gramps, it’s time to take your dementia pills cuz you ain’t no spring chicken no more let me tell ya.”

… He had to have them as a student.

‧꒰˚ʚ🎀ɞ˚꒱ ‧‧꒰˚ʚ🎀ɞ˚꒱ ‧‧꒰˚ʚ🎀ɞ˚꒱ ‧‧꒰˚ʚ🎀ɞ˚꒱ ‧

Lucifer stared in disbelief at the scene before him.

Batter smeared across the ceiling, metal bowls and pots and pans were thrown about, flour and other ingredients strewn about over every available surface, and the cherry on top?

Somehow, some DAMN way, the back wall of the kitchen was GONE and CERBERUS was poking his head in, LICKING AT THE MESS.

Crow and Mammon stood side by side, drenched in the same batter and some chocolate chips. Their hair was tangled and their hands covered in egg.

“… I am going to give you each one chance to explain yourselves. You have thirty seconds. Go.”

Immediately Mammon jumped on the opportunity to explain.

“WELL WE WERE GONNA MAKE SOME COOKIES CAUSE WHY NOT??? WE WERE BOTH CRAVIN’ ‘EM BUT THEN THIS HUMAN DECIDED IT WOULD BE A GOOD D IDEA TO BAKE A BUNCH IN BULK USING MAGIC-“

Meanwhile the human had an extremely betrayed expression on their face.

“FUCK YOU MEAN “IT WAS THE HUMANS IDEA” YOU BITCH???? YOU HAD THE STUPID FUCKING IDEA TO MAKE BULK SO WE COULD SELL THEM DON’T YOU TRY AND THROW ME UNDER THE BUS MR. BULLSHIT!!”

Mammon gasped while placing a hand on his chest in faux outrage.

“How DARE you Human?? I thought we were in this together-“ “We WERE until you LIED!” “I didn’t LIE!! YOU casted the SPELL!!-“ “Well YOU came up with the GODDAMN IDEA in the FUCKING FIRST PLACE-“

“S I L E N C E !”

Both shut their mouths, Crow having a grip on Mammon’s shirt about to punch him while Mammon tried his best to lean back, a hand on the counter behind him.

“Both of you will clean this mess up immediately after this conversation. Then, you’ll bake those cookies, but only for me and the others. THEN you’ll both go to your separate rooms and study for the rest of the night and following morning until it’s time to leave for R.A.D. And as extra consultation you’ll be making all dinners this week and walking Cerberus as well.”

Both stared at the black haired man in shock. Then Crow smirked.

“What if I don’t? Huh?~ Humans can’t function all too well with sleep! Fuck you gonna say to that, smart ass?”

Lucifer smirked back.

“What of all those all-nighters you pull with Levi?”

Crows grin immediately dropped.

“Damnit…”

“Alright you two, start cleaning.” “Yes sir…”

‧꒰˚ʚ🎀ɞ˚꒱ ‧‧꒰˚ʚ🎀ɞ˚꒱ ‧‧꒰˚ʚ🎀ɞ˚꒱ ‧‧꒰˚ʚ🎀ɞ˚꒱ ‧

When Tanjiro wanted to meet another friendly demon, this wasn’t exactly what he had in mind.

Behind him, Zenitzu cowered and Inosuke huffed with the intent to kill.

Before him?

A large crow/harpy like - and when he said harpy like, he meant covered head to toe in feathers with a western suit vest on with sharp talons long and broad wings with a few more then usual finger-like feathers on the alula - demon whose only human like body part left was its face.

Otherwise the entire thing was a bird, looking like a mix between a crow and something with a long neck like a swan or a crane. It was at least 14 ft tall, its neck making up 3 of those ft with its body being ratioed out to be 5 ft for the body and 6ft for the legs.

It leaned down to face the boys before biting down on its lip and laughing.

“WHYS THE PISS COLORED ONE SHAKING LIKE A LEAF PFFT BWAHAHAHA!!-“

It shook in laughter, throwing its head back and covering its mouth with feathered hands.

“AND THE BOAR LOOKIN’ ONE HAS THE SILLIES POSE I CANT-“ Tanjiro looked back to see Inosuke standing like this: 🧍🏾‍♂️

“A-anyway pfft hehe… what you y’all want?? Like, why are you here? I haven’t eaten a single bitch and the village down the way thinks I’m their protector sooo-“ “Miss. Tamayo sent me to you.”

Silence before another chuckle.

“Ole miss demoness sent ya huh? Well, a friend of hers is a friend o’ mine. Anyway, I got a feeling I know what she sent ya for. Also, might wanna find a way to hide your sister better.” Tanjiro gaped.

“Why you look like that?? Any demon worth their salt could smell her through that shitty box of yours-“ “DON’T YOU DARE SAY NEZUKO-CHAN SMELLS YOU FOUL BEAST!!1!11!1!1!1111!!” The demon stared at the suddenly very passionate Zenitzu.

“I know the piss colored fuck did not just shout at me. How bout before talking about other peoples smells you think of your own. I wouldn’t even have to be a goddamn demon to smell your sweaty ass from here. I can literally smell all the sweat and tears you’ve shed all your life, including all the times you’ve actually pissed yourself in battle. It is an actual goddamn miracle your scent alone hasn’t brought out a demon. You’re just damn lucky I live surrounded by wisteria trees, you know I could just fly out of this forest and choose to drop demons right in the center and your ass to fight them all. So shut that shit up before I make your ass shut up, m’kay?”

The three stared in shock, Zenitzu the most devastated.

“Alright now that we go that settled, lemme take you to the old uppermoon I kidnaped- I mean… borrowed indefinitely!~ <3”

“You what-“

‧꒰˚ʚ🎀ɞ˚꒱ ‧‧꒰˚ʚ🎀ɞ˚꒱ ‧‧꒰˚ʚ🎀ɞ˚꒱ ‧‧꒰˚ʚ🎀ɞ˚꒱ ‧

“CROW!!” “N-NGH?!? HUH EH WHAT???-“

The rest of the class stared at Crow as they woke up from the desk they were sleeping on.

“W-What’s happening-“ “Did you… fall asleep??” “Yeah… why..?”

Aoi slammed her hands down onto her desk, and with tears flowing down her face screamed:

“SAKURA JUST DIED AND YOU’RE SLEEPING??? DO YOU NOT CARE???” She continued to slam hands down onto her desk as she shouted at her still drowsy schoolmate.

“Eh… I mean, yeah I do but like… y’all never cared when I slept through the other class trials? Why care now?” They slumped on their desk, rubbing the sleep from their eyes and the drool from their lips. Aoi seemed even more enraged.

“BECAUSE THIS WAS SAKURA!! SHE WAS THERE FOR ALL OF US IN OUR TIMES OF NEED!” “I mean, I stayed away because I was always a little afraid of her-“ “DON’T SAY STUFF LIKE THAT!!” “Damn sorry-“ “MAYBE YOU KILLED HER THEN!”

The room went silent and Crow stood up strait immediately, all semblance of sleep erased from their form. A shadow covered their face as they sighed, then words that would cause an uproar settled from their lips.

“If saying I did will get you to shut up then-“ “You’re going to give up? Just like that?”

Makoto spoke up, silencing the other.

“Really? Just like that? A single accusation and you give up?” “I never truly cared, that’s the thing.”

All eyes turned to them, small noises of outrage sounding from the crowd. Though, Kyoko and Byakuya only listened on.

“The second Monokuma started this game I knew we were doomed. The way some of you looked at each other… I just distanced myself, that’s all. You guys made it easy too, the only person who checked on me was Kiyotaka, and even then it was just for the sake of his rules. After you found out I just locked myself in my room, no one came to check on me. Monokuma delivered my meals because, and I quote “Dying of starvation is a dumb way to go in such an exciting game!~””

Some were shocked out of their stupors when they heard a perfect mimicry of the black and white bears voice, Kyoko muttering about how they were “The Ultimate Voice Actor after all.”

“I had no reason to talk to any of you, only coming out for the trials and even then I wasn’t questioned because I never left my room. So in the end I couldn’t care less. Whether I live or die is in your hands as well as us as a group. I couldn’t give a rats ass about all this ‘hope and despair’ bullshit. I’m tired and willing to sleep until I die, I come to these things as a formality because even though I’m okay with dying at this point I don’t want to see the “punishment” Monokuma would dish out for missing one of these.”

They flipped the hair over their shoulder and blew a remaining piece of it out of their eyes. A hand rested on their hip and a fist on the stand before them.

“If you want me to be as blunt as possible I’m ready for all of us to die, I mean… death would be better then whatever hell this is, right?~”

A grin of sharp teeth revealed themselves to the room, pointed towards the now shocked Aoi.

“So say I killed her. You were so ready to shout it to the not-listening gods so go on. Blame me. See where it gets us~ I couldn’t care less at this point but I’m sure you’d rather stay breathing right? Or do you want to join your litter friend in the depths of hell-“ “That’s enough, Crow.”

Their gaze then directed to Kyoko, who had hands crossed across her chest. Byakuya smirked and pushed his glasses up.

“Why stop them? I say things were just getting good.” “Because this is getting us nowhere. Let’s focus back up. You’re free to sleep again if you truly don’t care.”

Eyes turned back to Crow who was still smiling, through now much more drowsy then mere seconds ago. The waved a hand dismissively and slumped back down instantaneously, breathing slowed and snores soft.

“Now so that we may continue…”

And the class trial went on, Makoto staring at the fallen student.

…

“It’s rude to stare, y’know.”

Makoto stood a few good feet away from Crow, who was sat at a table in the dead of night while everyone else was sleeping. A bowl of cereal sat before them, still cold and freshly poured.

This was Makoto’s first time seeing them so lively. The usual bags under their eyes were significantly smaller and lighter than usual, and their eyes had a shine to them, unlike earlier when they were so, so dull.

“Did… did you mean everything you said at today’s trial? About not caring?”

They stared at him like he was stupid. He hated this feeling, feeling like he was the idiot for not understanding. It was something he knew more intimately since being trapped in the school with the killings…

They chuckled, genuinely chuckled, at him.

“I’d be a liar to say I didn’t, but at the same time I’d be a liar to say I did.”

“Huh?”

Now Makoto really did feel stupid. He tilted his head with caused the other to giggle. They patted their seat and passed the untouched cereal to the brunette. When he refused, the shrugged and took a spoonful. After a moment of quiet filled with chewing, they swallowed and sighed.

“We were being watched, as you obviously know now. Whoever the sick fuck is watching us, they want a show. Now, Byakuya’s figured out that much and decided to give them such a thing, choosing to explicitly be the “antagonist” to your “protagonist”. While Kyoko is essentially taking up the “sidekick” role. Nearly everyone is on your side so I figured you’d need another antagonist, one that wasn’t a one time thing, like Celestia or Mondo or Leon. My whole thing is not caring. I’ve already reaped my rewards for it.”

They stuffed a hand in their pocket and then slowly pulled out a vile of… something.

“Formaldehyde. Commonly used to store limbs and bodily parts such as lungs and hearts. On occasion can be used as a poison because trust me you don’t wanna ingest this shit. Got it a few nights ago with a little note that said “From your biggest fan. I know all about your hobbies so this is a little gift! Do with it as you please.~” Fucking creepy right?”

Their voice went high pitched in mock, but despite that they held the little vile with care.

“I wanted to be a mortician. I love voice acting don’t get me wrong but… Morticianing was more of my calling. But we don’t all get what we want, huh?”

They turned to Makoto, who seemed lost.

“…Don’t worry about it anymore. Go get some rest… I’ll be here every night. Same time. Won’t answer shit during the day but if you come at night… well I won’t say I’ll be an open book but I’ll definitely be willing to talk some, alright?”

Makoto nodded and stoop, but stopped when something grabbed his sleeve. He turned back to Crow only to see a different kind of light in their eyes.

A desperate kind of light.

“Hey uhm… you’re doing great out there, by the way. Maybe I might uh… might give that hope stuff a try… A-anyways goodnight.”

They let go of his sleeve and quickly turned back to their cereal, taking a spoonful and shoving the vile back in their pocket. Makoto watched for a second then smiled.

He smiled all the way back to his room.

‧꒰˚ʚ🎀ɞ˚꒱ ‧‧꒰˚ʚ🎀ɞ˚꒱ ‧‧꒰˚ʚ🎀ɞ˚꒱ ‧‧꒰˚ʚ🎀ɞ˚꒱ ‧

Mammon, Beel, and Asmo really couldn’t say to much at the sight before them.

Old Demons were something not commonly talked about in the Devildom, no matter how much of the population they made up.

Something even less talked about were the “Old Sins” as many called them. Some preferring to use the term “The Chaos” as well.

When the Demon Brothers fell, it was decided by the Royal Society to split the sins across the seven, the Old Ones giving up their titles to live lives out of the spotlight.

But today, they finally met them. And apparently, they weren’t seven.

Greed, gluttony and lust had apparently been one thing at some point, or had one thing in common, that being their representative.

Wrath and Envy were one and Pride and Sloth were the other. Which made for some… odd combinations but whatever.

Mammon was just excited to meet the being that controlled the treasury and economy before him.

…What? Just because he couldn’t hold his - or his brothers - money doesn’t mean he was any less important in the grandeur scheme of things. Beel was the same, wanting to see how the food trades were handled and Asmo… well Asmo really didn’t want to see them because he was already prefect and sure they were probably close as well but he was avatar of lust now he didn’t need to see them-

Long winding rock brick halls slowly changed too polished shiny ones filled with servants dressed to the nines, literally.

They looked like they had stepped right out of a human catalogue from the early 1900’s.

Hundreds, if not thousands, of servants flooded the halls, shouting orders and directions to each other about food and drink, to bring out this performer and who would go next and this and that and so on and so forth.

Suddenly Mammon gaped with caught his younger brother’s attention, who both also then began to look on in awe.

A long, large golden smoking pipe was being flown through the air by winged Demons. At least five hundred men flew with the thing, and they weren’t small either. Taller and wider than Beel they were, faster too with how quickly they were moving the thing.

“Ah! You must be Greed, Gluttony and Lust, yes? Come come, do not be shy! The King wants to meet you as quickly as possible!”

A woman, much taller than them, suddenly appeared by their side. Her skin was a rich black, with pure white eyes, no iris. Her hands and legs were like that of a birds, but still thick and holding muscle definition. Her claws were long and sharp, and perched on her back were two large wings that resembled a crows.

She placed a hand on Mammon’s and Asmo’s backs, Beel in her middle getting shoved along by her midsection. The three tried to make small talk but were met with nothing but silence.

Twists and turn around many different bends led them to a room larger than life. Music blasted from every which way, coming from stages embedded in the walls ranging from ground level to sealing high. Many tables were scattered around with dozens of Demons seated at them, ordering drink and food. Laugher and joy filled the golden colored lounge as smoke from cigars, cigarettes and pipes filled the air.

“Now whatchu doin’ down there not havin’ a good time fo?”

The three were shocked at the booming… voice? Voices? That sounded behind them. Then, they were picked up by a hand the size of the observatory in their home. They were brought up thousands of miles into the air, only to be met by an eye the size of the palm they were sat on.

The crowd began to cheer uncontrollably at the new arrival, the brothers began to figure out why.

They were held back from the face…es(?) that was covered in masquerade masks. A tight fitting mermaid dress hugged their huge form, though it stopped right under the… pecks? Breast??? Of the being. They supposed pecks because the body looked more masculine. One arm held up the pole that held up their main face, decorated with feathers and pearls. A pipe - the one they had seen in the halls - protruded from its lips.

Arms held up other masks floated around as she got a good look at those on his palm.

“Awe look at the lil’ darlin’s!~ I do suppose It’d be ‘bout time we met our replacement! And aren’t y’all just the cutest lil’ things I done ever seen!!~~”

Mammon basically vibrated at the amount of gold surrounding them, Asmo stared at the being slack jawed in awe, and Beel stared down at the food with drool pouring from his lips.

This was going to be a wonderful week.

All of these were written at times I very should’ve been asleep, so if anything’s misspelled or wrong, no it’s not. Lemme know if you want more of this bullshit tho I didn’t mind writing crack about myself LMAO-

Also take this as some fucked up kind of apology for not posting a lot. Going through it rn but like I said, schools almost out so I should have more free time soon!~ <3

#random #author x characters #platonic #platonic relationships #author x reader (??)#I’m not typing all the fandoms this was for me and me alone #(and the inevitable one like it’ll get LMAOO-)

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