#god au eden

[necros-writing-stuff]

Do you think you could do some cult au writing? Be it worshipping Eden or Darius as a cult leader or as a god ? ✨️✨️M o r e P l e a s e✨️✨️

Hehehehooo more god Eden because I fucking love the idea of him watching you pre-crimsom moon.

He's obsessed with hearing you recite your poems as you make them, how frustrated you get at your brain when it can't bring forth the words you need to show you love and devotion to him.

You're just so adorable. So perfect in all of your imperfections and he can't wait for the Crimson Moon to hit so that he can feel the surge of his powers - and hopefully return you to your full glory.

In the meantime, he ensures that your clan has access to food and materials from the hunt to keep you healthy.

He guides the Old Owl and the other matronly women to teach you and your compatriats - to inspire you and give you a drive to create in his honour so that he can feel how close your bond is.

You don't know that your love for him comes from your past together. You don't know that he returns to the hollowed tree every few weeks to hold the ruins of your things as his mind recalls how warm it used to be. How warm it will be again, soon. So soon.

There are people who think you're a zealot for your devotion to your god. Sure, everyone loves and praises him, but you're so connected to the earth that you swear you can feel his hands on your shoulders and his breath against your cheek every time you recite your poems for him.

Even the Old Owl finds it peculiar how much you seem to be favoured by the god who's reknown for being a tough love father figure. Unlike the others though, she encourages it.

It's much needed; if she weren't there for you you could have become withdrawn from the ridicules. Ridicules that may have become venomous without her backing.

You dare not think of the Hunter innapropriately. Not even when his strong build and handsome features are well known. It wouldn't be right - none of his tales have him being promiscuous like other spririts. With this in mind, you bury your appetities, never to be had by anyone until you passed on. Or so you think.

It doesn't stop you from touching yourself when you can spare a moment alone. Guilt still burrows deeply into your heart when you sense something watching you. Is it the Huntsman? Is he condemning you? Will he abandon you now that you've revealed your degeneracy?

No, Eden's just furiously jacking himself off while watching you. He wants to touch you, to crawl between your thighs and taste you.

He can't though. He must have self-restraint. He has to. But he can't, so he has to leave and promise to never intrude on your alone time least he break.

At least he has the belt you wove as tribute to him wound around his waist to keep himself company. It still has traces of your scent.

[mizzskelter]

Dungeons of Lewdity AU Part 3

Er congrats on the new scenes Avery!

<<Part 1 [Pure Sydney, Corrupt Sydney, Erin and Bailey]

<Part 2 [Robin, Whitney, Kylar]

Eden the Half-Orc | Ranger:

Where others call the town a blessing for desires or opportunities, for Eden it was his utter bane. He hated everything about it in his youth and continues hating it far after packing up his meager things to then head straight for the forest. He didn’t look back once as the bustling view was swallowed up by trees. There he stays, surviving in solitude, life difficult yet peaceful. But some days are…lonely, and with loneliness comes desperation. And other rarer times are memories of a devil and someone he wishes he could forget. Isolation, neglect, a fate not unlike death, he wonders who out of their methods truly escaped the deal with a devil who may never come to collect.

Alex the Satyr | Druid:

Born with too many siblings and even more dreams (or as his family calls it stubbornness), Alex always knew where his heart lay. That being with a metric ton of dirt, potatoes, and the bottom of a stein. And maybe another round of drinks. When did a keg get here? Wait-what was I saying again? Right, anyway, with his natural aptitude for plants and a good dash of magic, farming should have been an easy endeavor. Seems like the land he bought nearby the town is as stubborn as he is though to an almost unnatural degree. Then there’s his neighbors who, well, he’ll learn the hard way they have a ruthlessness to rival.

Avery the High Elf | (Blue) Draconic Bloodline Sorcerer:

Every ball, every banquet, Avery will be there demanding no less than the outclassing his competition and associates alike. From company to trivial things like dance, matters like these pose as a test to his reputation. And if he can’t throw enough money until it works then there are other methods of forcing imperfections to obey.  See where his wealth comes from is just one of many mysteries. What anyone does need to know for certain is that the displays of magic he too often flaunts are statements of more than one kind. The type of power that patiently rages beneath jewels and old bones and charming smiles waiting for a chance to show.

Welp human LIs finished. Time to either burn Kylar’s clothes or draw what’s on everyone else’s clothes upclose. I’m not gonna elaborate cus I don’t know where I was trying to going with that.

[firinnie]

[harvestmoth]

what do we think about pet store workers team xen

[simplepotatofarmer]

for the record, c!techno absolutely puts the infant triplets into his berry picking/egg collecting/vegetable harvesting basket and c!dream freaks out because he can't find them and techno is like, 'chill, it's okay, look, they're right here' and shows dream the basket. the babies are covered in carrots and sweet berries.

[1moreff-creator]

DRDT - Milgram AU: T1 "Voice Reveal" Lines

Hey there! Back at it with this AU. I figured if I'm going to commit to the bit, I might as well commit fully. At the start of every Trial, Milgram gives a sneak peak at some of the lines which will appear in the VDs, combined with "glitchy" lines which relate to their murder. So I'm doing that too! Keep in mind this is not professional in the slightest, so exact wording might change between now and when I actually post the VDs. Especially since it's been a while since I rewatched DRDT so the wording could feel a bit off. Anyways, here we go!

Implied DRDT spoilers and heavy themes. Again not affiliated with either of the series

Btw I'm using crossed out text for aesthetics but there will be a transcript at the bottom if you have trouble reading that.

01- "Levi Fontana, a pleasure"

"Yes, I am a murderer"

"I can't bring myself to pretend to be sorry for what I did"

"I suppose I should watch the other prisoners to learn how normal murderers should handle themselves"

...

I know you didn't want this, but it had to be done

02- "Arturo Giles"

"Ugh. Do I really have to be judged by someone this ugly?"

"I'll have you know, I've never murdered anyone"

[Whispering] "I mean, there is... no, no, that wasn't my fault"

...

How was I meant to know?! Even if she's dead because of what I did, it's not my fault!

03- "My name is David Chiem"

"It seems there's been a mistake. But don't worry! I won't hold it against you"

"Mistakes can be corrected. It's not difficult to change, as long as you're willing to!"

"I try to be as positive as I can, since I know there's a lot of people that don't get the privilege"

...

AGH! CAN YOU DO ANYTHING RIGHT, YOU PIECE OF HUMAN GARBAGE?!

04- "Yo! Whit Young, nice to meet you!

"Are you really sure everyone here is a murderer?"

"That's wack"

"I don't remember doing anything suspicious! Yesterday was normal, the day before that was normal, the day before that... the day before that..."

...

My mom's really amazing! I love her a lot. I would do anything for her

05- "Tch. Ace Markey"

"You wanna fight?! Wait, fuck, you probably have weapons, don't you?! Shit, don't get any closer!"

"You think I'm a murderer?! Horseshit!"

"Get off your fucking high horse!"

...

Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, shit, shit shit shit, FUCK!

06- "Uhm... Nico... Hakobyan"

"I'm- I'm really sorry!"

"You're pretty weird"

"Ah! I'm sorry! Don't get mad at me!"

...

Why should I own up for the mistakes that someone else made?!

07- "J Moreno"

"What do you people really want? Ransom money? There's no way you're doing this just because you want to 'judge our sins' or whatever bullshit you're saying"

"Don't make me laugh. Find evidence I killed anyone, and then we can talk about murder"

"Do you really think you're going to understand everything I've been through, just with a silly little song? How arrogant are you?!"

...

What happened to her was nothing short of a tragedy. Sorry, but I will make no further comment

08- "Mmmm... Rose Lacroix"

"zzzzz"

"Ah, yeah. I killed someone"

"This really isn't that bad. At least I can paint here"

...

I wonder if I can be happy now

09- "H-Hu Jing"

"I know what I did was unforgivable..."

"I really am selfish... I'm scared of receiving the punishment I deserve"

"Please Forgive me!"

...

Wake up! Please! I'm sorry! I'm sorry!

10- "My name is Veronika Grebenshchikova!"

"If you don't mind, can you choose not to Forgive me?"

"Death sounds boring. I'd rather stay alive if you don't mind!"

"To Forgive what I did... it would be denying everything I believe about my life..."

...

[Cackling laughter, which trails off with a wheeze] I really am a monster...

11- "Arei Naegishi!"

"Pfft! God, you're pathetic!"

"Why the hell are we even here? How could anyone be stupid enough to do anything but Forgive me?"

"Are you really that much of an idiot?!"

...

WHO'S THE WEAK ONE NOW, HUH?!

12- "Uhm... Eden Tobisa..."

"Even when things are looking down, we just have to try our best, and trust each other!"

"I... I never wanted anyone to die!"

"Es... why are you doing this?"

...

Wh- What have you done?!

13- "Min Jeung"

"This is ludicrous. How are we meant to expect a fair judgement when your 'justice' is determind by one person's whims and biases?"

"When an institution is non-functional, it is highly illogical to indiscriminately tear it down. Improving the basis already in place is by far the most constructive way to conduct progress"

"There is no country in the world where I would be judged a murderer. To say one single prison has the authority to decide that I am is a flagrant display of vanity"

...

The condition has been met. There is no need for further intervention

14- "Alexander Matthews. Just call me Xander"

"Don't you see how broken this entire system is?! What makes you think you hold a monopoly over morality, huh?! What gives you the right to Forgive or Not Forgive?!"

"When something is rotten, you throw it away. It's the same with this twisted place!"

"...Warden?"

...

Ah... haha... I did it... You all can finally rest

15- "Charles Cuevas"

"I was hoping the Warden would be competent, at least, but clearly I was a fool to think that could ever be the case"

"Are you stupid?!"

"Warden... Es... I have a request"

...

Hgk...- Ack! ... Kch[sharp inhale]

16- "Teruko Tawaki"

"Are you okay?"

"You don't need to know anything about my crimes. I'm unforgivable. That's all you need, right?"

"If you can find a way to do it... Just kill me"

...

... [sigh] Why did I ever get my hopes up?

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And there we go! Hope they weren't too ooc! Keep in mind different backstories could lead to slightly different personalities; this AU is canon-adjacent, not really canon-compliant. Levi's first trial is coming soon! Hope you enjoyed!

Huh? Secret message? Whatever are you talking about?

Here's the transcript of the glitchy lines:

01 - Levi: I know you didn't want this, but it had to be done

02 - Arturo: How was I meant to know?! Even if she's dead because of what I did, it's not my fault!

03 - David: AGH! CAN YOU DO ANYTHING RIGHT, YOU PIECE OF HUMAN GARBAGE?!

04 - Whit: My mom's really amazing! I love her a lot. I would do anything for her

05 - Ace: Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, shit, shit shit shit, FUCK!

06 - Nico: Why should I own up for the mistakes that someone else made?!

(Yes it's just the secret quote on their page sue me it's a cool line)

07 - J: What happened to her was nothing short of a tragedy. Sorry, but I will make no further comment

08 - Rose: I wonder if I can be happy now

09 - Hu: Wake up! Please! I'm sorry! I'm sorry!

10 - Veronika: [Cackling laughter, which trails off with a wheeze] I really am a monster...

11 - Arei: WHO'S THE WEAK ONE NOW, HUH?!

12 - Eden: Wh- What have you done?!

13 - Min: The condition has been met. There is no need for further intervention

14 - Xander: Ah... haha... I did it... You all can finally rest...

15 - Charles: Hgk... Ack! ... Kch[sharp inhale]

16 - Teruko: ... [sigh] Why did I ever get my hopes up?

[ghostbox-nostalgia]

When Narinder was defeated, he couldn't reform fully from his skeletal state. He formed as a mass of bone and loose organs on the ground after defeat

He still has the autopsy scar from the lamb having to painstakingly put his organs back in place.

His mercy was given to him from a hospital bed rather than unhallowed ground

[c7arisse]

since you like both ina11 and blue lock! if you don't mind!! hakuryuu in blue lock jersey or training suit?

here you go!

[muzzleroars]

How would Lucifer feel about his student's states rn? Michael is literally a walking corpse and Gabriel nearly died/is similiar to him rn and his other two students just try to be normal as much as possible while internally screaming, Raphael trying his best to keep optimistic and be a leader and Uriel trying not to panic over finally getting to think about the stuff he has written down and contemplating all the secrets he's keeping from his brothers

lucifer, once he's able to process the world around him, would see them as the victims of god's corroding presence, that no matter if one was banished from his side or cleaved to him in perpetual adoration, they must all ultimately deteriorate. he has very complicated emotions concerning the archangels, at turns feeling a great pity for them in their servitude, knowing how they must have been punished, how they lived under constant threat, constant surveillance, knowing that if they did not perfectly conform to god's capricious whims they could lose everything they had ever had, ever been...but then at other times expressing a deep, bitter hatred for what they had done, not just to him but to all the angels who followed him, to all the damned souls, so many of which did little or nothing at all to deserve so hideous a fate. not only did they uphold it, but they actively contributed to the condemnation, to slandering lucifer and his angels to the righteous and the damned over generations. and not even hell itself can hate as lucifer does.

in michael's fate he almost sees god's kingdom laid bare, and it's obviously the one that makes him most volatile - he had been closest to michael but michael had also cast him out, michael the most egregious victim but only because he had so fought for all the evil that god perpetuated in this world. god's greatest champion now his most heinous casualty. michael would likely try to conceal himself, but lucifer knows far more than he thinks - hell has whispered it to him already, long ago now, and besides, this is an evil he recognizes from eons prior. god did many things and lucifer, by his side, saw angels created only to be destroyed, to test what it meant to lose light, that all the rest of the host of heaven never knew. and lucifer, as a seraph, would have had the responsibility to carry out that ritual - he left many like michael is now in his "practice" (god promised they were never really alive, they would be erased and there would never have been any pain) lucifer, really, is the first one that can give michael any verifiable information on his state, though there is nothing he can do for it - so fallen, he cannot complete the process now as he may once have been able to as a high seraph. and he grieves for michael. he grieves horribly, to the point that it causes him physical agony, trying to touch him, to feel what he feels but unable to when michael is not truly damned. the fire left in him sparks, ignites, explodes, until smoke is billowing out of every crack of his ashen body, yet he erupts into unstable reactions that michael can do nothing but take. lucifer mourns, telling him how he always knew this would happen, that god would twist and shatter michael into so many pieces, that making him prince had been the cruelest punishment he could have given him...but then condemning him for his stupidity, that he had finally gotten the fate allotted to a mindless, barbaric dog and choked himself on his own collar. he is no better than a husk, rotting in hell just like the rest of them but fully conscious, trapped in a corpse falling to pieces and showing everyone the greatest reward for his loyalty. and finally lucifer rails against him for taking what he says without fight, look at how still michael clings to penance, to think this will do anything for either of them. in part lucifer is vindicated in michael's fate, in part he aches for him, a part of him believes he made his bed and a part of him wishes to help him out of it. the most terrible thing is that he seems to far prefer lucifer's abuse, and can't stand to see that beneath it all, his old teacher's love still remains.

gabriel garners a relatively different reaction - though lucifer doesn't really have the humor for smugness, there is a distinct lack of surprise seeing him as fallen. he always knew gabriel was likely to join them, sure he had the heart for it but wasn't quite there yet in his head. however, there is a similar honesty to what lucifer tells him - he fell into treachery, but that betrayal is hardly limited to the council he slaughtered. reflected in his fall is all the damned he stabbed in the back, how he may have had some form of mercy for them in his heart, how he may even had compassionate dealings with them, but how little it truly mattered in the end. in judecca for his ultimate treachery, but just as at home in ptolomaea. so lucifer deeply resents what he considers gabriel's "fake" service and the careless, disingenuous hope he gave to the souls of hell who are already tormented enough - having hope doubles that cruelty, and he doubts gabriel even considered it. yet it is also clear lucifer trusts him more than he does the other archangels at this point and in his favorable change of emotion would tell him he was proud of his liberation of heaven. gabriel took great personal risk to finally act so late on his conflicted feelings, yet able to break the angelic yoke, and lucifer is sympathetic to what gabriel experienced at the hands of the council - he is the one gabriel is most able to speak to about his loss of faith and meet understanding of it. lucifer is far more extreme in his hatred of god, but it provides gabriel about the least judgmental outlet he could have when he feels a particular need to express his grievances. lucifer still believes gabriel is different from other fallen angels and doesn't care for the fact that he continues to feel kinship to those in heaven, but he is the most comfortable with him (as an aside, gabriel quickly clears any remaining virtues out of hell when lucifer is released because. well. they would never last)

raphael and uriel he is most distant with, not trusting them yet still observing them closely. because lucifer does hold on to the love he had for all of them, and more than gabriel or michael, he sees the result of fear in these two and how evil becomes self-sustaining. they attempt to apologize to him, but there is a distinct tension, an anxiety carried forward despite them now knowing the truth (uriel especially, given that he himself edited the record of lucifer's fall) and it makes lucifer burn in despair, in hatred of god. in them, he sees the full effect of what's been done to his memory in heaven, how much he's become an object of loathing and warped in the minds of even those he loved the most. so he avoids them almost entirely, not even desiring to feel pity for their positions given how comfortable they still are by comparison even to their brothers - if he does speak to them, he's almost sure to bring that up and little else, almost forcing himself not to care for them despite knowing that he does. because he knows raphael is there sacrificing his own wellbeing to sustain the other three, and he knows uriel feels defunct, vestigial but laden with all the knowledge of truth. for as low as lucifer is, he could never detach himself to the point of apathy, he can't close himself off to the suffering of others no matter how abstract it is to him in his misery. so...very occasionally as they continue to try to speak with him...he offers them advice on what to do. it's shocking when it happens each time, as they usually either get the cold shoulder or some venom spat at them (with him ever so often just blaspheming to scare them off immediately). but for raphael he will sometimes tell him just how to solve some argument, or when the problem doesn't require his intervention and instead should rather be solved only by those involved. for uriel, he tells him with all the truth he has it is now his place to administer it wisely, to methodically come to know what must be told and when, and that his presence will be necessary if they wish to move forward without all the lies perpetuated under god. these moods typically don't last long, but they serve to ease something in all of them as raphael and uriel remember the lucifer they once loved little by little.

[faewritesfanfic]

Prelude

Here ya go, you perverts! Enjoy!

Credit goes to @necroticguts for coming up with this AU. And of course, to @bound-tosydney who wanted outdoor sex. I hope you're both happy with yourselves.

˚₊‧꒰ა ☆ ໒꒱ ‧₊˚

TW: Predator/prey, sex, mentions of fertility.

The forest thrummed with excitement as the hunter chased his wife through the woods. She might prove worthy prey, but the wife can’t stop giggling and giving away her position. She wants the hunter to catch her, and he is prepared to give her exactly what she wants.

The hunter cornered his wife in a glade, and as he tackled her to the ground he had the absurd thought that she was unlike any beast he had ever caught before. Hunting her was like hunting a fairy.

“Oh no! You got me!” The wife openly laughs as the hunter pins her to the forest floor. Her smiles are warm, and affectionate, and only for him, him, him. “Please, dear hunter! Mercy!” She shrieks in laughter as the hunter smothers her with kisses, any fight she puts up purely for show.

The hunter likes this game, and takes a moment to look down at his wife in consideration. Just to play along. “If I give you half a chance, you’ll slip away again.” The hunter moves his hand to his wife’s throat, gently rubbing her jaw with his thumb.

“Oh, you darling man.” The wife said wistfully. “I am exactly where I want to be. Listen.” She flicks her eyes to the forest around them, and the hunter listens closely for sounds around them. “No one’s around. We are completely alone.”

The hunter feels his heart swell, but he tries to continue. “What are you suggesting?”

She grins at him, kissing the tip of his nose. “You should take full advantage of your prey.”

The hunter stared at his wife in open adoration. Before her he had never imagined another person could want him, or find joy in his presence. She was everything to him. “You are so, so very beautiful.” He whispers, a little breathless and overwhelmed by the moment.

The wife lifted her hands to cup the hunter’s face, her expression blissful. “I am in love with the most wonderful man in the world.”

It’s too much emotion. The hunter swoops down and fiercely kisses his wife. She makes happy little sounds and holds on tight as he starts bunching the skirt of her dress up to her thighs. She quietly begs him to go faster between kisses, and when he reaches for her core she’s already soaking.

“How are you so wet?” The hunter groans, marvelling at her arousal. The wife gasped as he ran his fingers over her, pressing down on her clit too briefly.

“No reason!” The wife protested, her cheeks flushed scarlet.

“What’s the matter?” The hunter grins and slowly rubs his wife’s clit again. Her breathing catches and she starts to let out adorable little sounds that make him want to tease her more. “Having impure thoughts? Maybe you were thinking about what I’d do to you once I caught you?” She whines and grinds her hips up against his hand, holding on tight to his shoulders. “Poor thing.” The hunter murmured to his wife. “Tell me what you need.”

Her blush deepens, and she struggles to speak between little gasps and moans. “Please.” She mewls.

“Please what?” The hunter gently ran his fingers over her, running lower to play with her entrance.

The wife let out a long moan that the hunter relished in. “Please, I need you.” She said breathlessly. “Please, I need you. I want you, I love you. Please.” She murmured these words over and over again, leaning up to nuzzle against the hunter and kiss his stubbly jaw.

Despite his bravado, the hunter closes his eyes as the moment threatens to overwhelm him. It strikes him sometimes just how much his wife loves him. It’s a little scary. The hunter had never considered that someone else could love him because he could not imagine loving himself. He had gotten so unbelievably lucky with his wife. She openly adored him, and found the idea that she might prefer someone else one day both insulting and disgusting. She was devoted to him and he loved her so unfathomably much it hurt sometimes. He has no words to express his love, so he reaches for the laces on his trousers to give his wife what she wants.

The wife lets out a high pitched whine as the hunter presses his hardened length against her, rubbing to slick himself up. “So warm.” She gasped.

“You just run cold.” He said with a small laugh. If he were a patient man he would draw this part out and enjoy his wife’s expressions. He’d toy with her and make her beg for him, but she’s ready for him and he’s never been able to resist her.

The fat, leaking head of the hunter’s cock slips into his wife with ease, and she clings to him and mewls in response. “Easy, love.” He soothed and rubbed her back as he slowly eased himself into her. When the hunter is fully seated in his wife he takes a moment to marvel at how good she feels around him. He loves the way she clamps down on him, and gives little thrusts against him.

“S’good. It’s so good.” The wife moaned, burying her face in the hunter’s neck. “Move, please. Please, I need you to move. Please.”

The hunter lay gentle kisses all over his wife’s face as he began to move his hips. She let out a long, happy sound as he began to thrust into her, his hands gripping her hips and pulling her against him. 

“You feel so, so good.” The wife breathed, trying to thrust back against him as she lay kiss after kiss against his lips.

The hunter loved how she talked when they were together like this. He revelled in the idea that she wanted him, that he was desirable in her eyes and wanted this as much as he did. The hunter set a thumb to her clit and began to rub as he fucked her.

“I get to do whatever I want with my prey.” He grunted, grinding into his wife as she gasped and cried for him. “And I want you to cum.”

“Eden, please!” She moans his name, and he gives a particularly hard thrust that sends her over the edge. Her moans ring in his ears as he focuses on the pleasure of driving his cock into her again and again. She squelches and squeezes him as the hunter feels something white hot building in his abdomen. He grinds against her as he cums, nestled up as close as he can get to her cervix. It was important he fill her as much as possible.

The hunter and his wife lay there, clinging to each other for a while. Finally the wife said, “I told you trying for a baby would be fun.”

He huffed a breathless laugh at her. “I never doubted it would be.” He grinned at her, at the silliness of the moment. “This was a really fun idea, though.” The hunter kissed his wife gently, and pulled her into his arms as they lay in the grass.

It was a beautiful Summer day, and the hunter loved his wife. He loved her more than any god had ever loved another, and he wanted to be with her forever. As they lay in the soft grass she nuzzled against him. She was probably going to doze off again. That was just fine. The hunter could carry his wife home. She’d been so good for him, after all.

He would do anything for her, and he was her world.

[daz4i]

sorry for religion on main but man. god is so stupid sometimes (most of the time). "i am the strongest being in the universe i can do anything" ok then why do you throw a hissy fit whenever someone doesn't believe in you. why do you set up shitty tests like the tree of knowledge to make sure humans still believe in you. insecure much? all powerful but can't fix your self esteem? bitch

[markerofthemidnight]

Would you guys like to hear worldbuilding for a crazy, convoluted crossover series I might write on AO3 someday?

I’m mostly just asking this to see if anyone would care enough to read it. Go read the summary of the crazy crossover thing and its lore below, and then vote here:

(though I should note that I’m not immediately going to start writing the damn thing if the result is yes: I just wanna know if you want this to become a series, and I’ll probably keep posting regardless of the result)

So, a while back- a long, long time ago, actually, like, way before I joined AO3- I was trying to think of a way I could throw some of my favourite characters into ✨SITUATIONS ✨, as all autistic writers do.

The result was a little anomaly that defies space, time, and all known laws of reality called the Mirror Dimension: named after the countless reflective crystals scattered across its usually barren landscapes, and the crazy journey of self-discovery that somehow always seems to await anyone who winds up there.

The Mirror Dimension can only be accessed by finding yourself pulled into one of its portals, typically called Fractures, which tend to pop in some unlucky dimensions across the multiverse every few months to a few years, typically all at the same time.

Very few people wind up stuck in the Mirror Dimension on purpose, and even fewer do so knowing exactly what it is: while it is rather famous among inter-dimensional anomalies, not many know much about that topic in the first place, and those who do would immediately know what the portal before them is and how much danger they’d be putting themselves in if they approached it.

While escaping it alive is possible, the dangerous beings lurking inside make it a difficult task… however, it seems like the Dimension itself is willing to assist its Visitants to some extent, for while those who wind up there may realise that their powers aren’t as strong as they used to be, in turn all the Dimension’s Visitants are imbued with a unique power.

Stealing from the powerful to give to the powerless. The Dimension giveth, and the Dimension taketh away.

However, as stressed earlier, it is still a very dangerous place. Monsters aside, the surreality of the Dimension makes it difficult to navigate. For example, it has plagues instead of weather, and while getting hungry is possible, starving isn’t.

Since that therefore means that dying of starvation or dehydration or exhaustion isn’t possible, some unlucky beings are driven to madness by their desperation to escape. The fact that, after a while, the dead bodies of Visitants start to get minds of their own in the Dimension doesn’t help.

So, what do you think? Now, this project, despite how long it’s been living rent-free in my brain, is still in its VERY early stages. Especially when it comes to which fandoms it’ll be a crossover with.

For now, though, I’ll tag this with fandoms I’m thinking of putting in there:

[firinnie]

"Gift for Samael" part 5

So about two chapters to see the surprise Samael got! But remember how in the story I asked for assumptions about Belphegore and Satan (my Ocs)? I want to draw some of them! So you will probably wait longer for the gift that God is giving to his son lol.

By the way, a few of you wanted a panic Adam, so you got a panic Adam. By the way #2, did you know that Lilith still has a hole from the tooth that fell out and panicked Samael?

[aquaquadrant]

Is Hels also merged with the End? I know the first installment of From Eden that featured Bravo mentioned a player having elytra (I think it was Jevin's hels?) and it got me wondering :O

ERM…. ya know…… i uh. didn’t really think that through when i gave hels joel an elytra. LMAO. i don’t think that hels would be able to access the end, bc its whole deal is that it’s two realms combined into one, so the end dimension isn’t a factor. plus, u can’t make portals in hels, so an end portal…. shouldn’t exist. my b.

let’s say that in hels there are random glitched end ships located insanely far from spawn that have elytra in them? the only remnants of the end dimension…

[whimsicmimic]

once again thinking about transistor au and how much i love it and how much i want to go back to it

[tehzeldamaster]

I'd suffer hell if you'd tell me what you'd do to me tonight🌹