#like ik that’s a normal part of A Human Person’s Home

[crossbackpoke-check]

do u ever speak too soon & immediately regret it.

[miwaqrsp]

Okay soo these are going to be some headcanons of our favorite Ghost <3 also I changed the colour of the text to a dark purple cause the normal colour would turn it black for some reason 🤷🏻‍♀️

♡- It would take this man years to open up but when he does, he’s like a clingy teddy bear.

♡- PDA is not really his thing in public but like I said in the previous sentence, he’s your personal teddy bear.

♡- he likes it when he’s a lil spoon, not all the time but especially when he has nightmares then him laying his head on your chest and hearing your heart beat as you gently pet his head is a must!!

♡- If you also worked in the military and lets say at the same base or in his team. He would get super protective of you. Basically if anyone looked at you the wrong way he would glare at them or if sumn were to happen to you he would send them to an infirmary.

♡- So Ik that in the original comic abt Ghost shows him with dark brown hair and now the new version of the MW2 shows him with blond hair. I feel like he’s insecure still about his past and dyes his hair blond in order to look like his mum (he still misses her a lot sometimes) because when he has his brown hair I feel like it would remind him a lil too much about his father and how shitty he use to be to both his mum and him.

♡- As much as he would deny this and say its bullshit. He wants a family of his own, a big one. He wants to be the father that he never had to his children because his was absolute shite. If you yourself have a large family and he caught you once holding your baby niece/nephew he would picture in his head of how would your kid look like. Would it have his hair or yours? Will they have your or his personality? Eyes? Smile? Anything. He would just picture himself holding a small being that both of you created and cherish it like a little drop of sacred water in his palms.

♡- When you catch his ass staring at you while holding said family members child he would just say “Your shirts a little dirty” or something like that. While trying to hide his embarrassment.

♡- Speaking of embarrassment. His cheeks don’t blush, like at all. Unless its freezing cold and he’s out with a thin balaclava on. But when he gets embarrassed the tips of his ears will get extremely red. Johnny would tease him about it.

♡- Privacy. On. Point. 100%. All the time.

♡- Will only disclose information about where you two live only to Price. Even your family has the wrong address of where you two live. Since he doesn’t want anything happening to his new family that would send him through a spiral like the last time it happened.

♡- Depending on how long you two know each other. Lets say that you two know each other for a long time now. He will keep his mask off at home. At all time. But outside in public he would still wear a balaclava or a surgical mask with a hood on.

♡- He likes it when you hold his hand when you’re outside. He just loves having your little hand in his and just holding it.

♡- HUMAN HEATERRRRRRR!!!!!! NEED DO I SAY MORE FELLOW READER????

♡- He’s not big when it comes to emotions but he will be there for you when you need him. If you want to just cry and for him to be there. He will. He would sit by your side focusing his gaze on somewhere else while the sounds you make are breaking his heart. Slowly chipping away at him. Until you two cuddle.

♡- If you want to talk about why you’re crying, he would sit there just listening to you while rubbing your back slowly and gently.

♡- After crying session cuddles are mandatory. Either if you or him cried to the point of finally letting go of everything, cuddles are a must.

♡- Loves it when you’re laying your head on his chest while the rains pouring on the outside. Something about it calms him so much its unbelievable.

A/N: I’m gonna make another part of these hcs but nsfw edition but if you would want me to add another one please say so or if you have any hc suggestions don’t be shy drop ‘em in the comments. Love ya 💗

[am-i-the-asshole-official]

WBITA if i told my mom to stop watching kdramas and get off the internet.

I [20F] have been increasingly frustrated with my mother [44F] for a very stupid and hypocritical reason. We're pretty close, with her mostly raising me on my own and all that, but we're very different people and often clash on a lot of things. Despite that, I like hanging out with her and telling her about stuff and vice versa. She also works from home, so we're around each other very often since I don't work rn.

The problem is that for the last month or so she's gotten very into kdramas and youtube summaries of manhwas and all that. I am not trying nor claiming to be a mental healthcare professional, but I am 99% sure she has some type of undiaognosed autism (like once she told me that for most of her life she didnt how to show or feel emotion and she would copy other people arround her and we had an argument about how that is Not The Common Human Experience. Among other things she's a neat freak, blunt, has told me before that she has very bad intrusive thoughts and so on) . This is relevant bc another one of her quirks is that she can become obsessive with something Very Easily. She cannot help herself from bingwatching shows, speedreading through books, She Has To Finish A Task Before Anything Else In This One Specific Order. This is serious, she geniunely gets angry or frustrated about any sort of interruption. Normally this is fine for me to work around, but the reason I am here with this ask is bc it's gotten worse.

Every time I go and try to talk to her, she's got her headphones on, watching a manhwa video (her headphones are bad bc they're work headphones so I can hear what she's listening to). 90% of the time I interrupt her, she does the biggest sigh, fixes me with a dead stare, and acts dimissive. At night, where she would usually hangout in the living room watching idle TV, she now goes straight to her room to watch kdrama's in bed, and her room is where she works from too. The latest development is that she's stopped eating in the livingroom during her work breaks too, which was the one time of day I could hang out with her while she's on the clock. She instead asks me to bring her food to her room and once again, on her personal laptop, watching manhwa summaries.

This, on top of my own personal declining mental health and the fact that sometimes I feel like our roles are reversed (I do any chore she asks me around the house, I cook for the entire house, I am the one sent to do grocery shopping etc while she goes out with her friends) I don't mind this usually, she is my mom, I am unemployed, and she does work a 9 to 5 even if it is from home. But now it stings a lot. The part that makes me think I am the asshole is the fact that the way she is acting right now is the exact same thing she used to scold me on before. "Take off those headphones, stop only hangin out in your room, notice the world around you" and I am still a bit like that. But I feel like I've changed. I finished highschool during the pandemic and quarantine and it fucked me up, not having the strongest friendships irl since I live in a fairly conservative country and I am very outwardly queer and stuff. But I've made an effort to start talking to her, to hang out with her, to help around the house. I was and still half am in the same behavioral pattern she is in right now, but I feel like I've made the effort to not wear headphones so often so I can hear if she calls me, to leave the door to my room open etc. It feels like minor things, ik.

I will also say, while I spend a lot of time online and on my phone/laptop, I do a diversity of things. I draw, I watch youtube videos, I talk and play games with my friends, I read, etc. Things I don't mind pausing. My mom, all she does, is ocasionally scroll through instagram, respond to messages, and watch youtube manhwa summaries. It is all that she does. And she acts like I've come in yelling during one of her meetings every time I interrupt her.

The problem here is, I am afraid that if I bring this up with her, that I will find out the change in behaviour I think I made would be invisible to her and that I would be the biggest hypocrite. And I do not want another yelling match as we have had several in the past on similar subjects, where I think I've changed but she doesn't.

Another one, it seems to make her happy. She laughs, and seems to be geniunely invested. Her new workplace is stressful and the work that she has to do is complicated, and I am glad she's found something to destress her and again. I do the same thing, I hole myself up in my room and spend time alone, why am I now mad at her for doing the exact same thing, right? But she's stopped listening to me. I tell her about things, she dismisses me bc she was in the middle of a video, and then comes calling for me because "Why haven't you done x y z Why is x y z here Why are we missing x y z" despite me having told her. I've suggested to her to watch some longer youtube videos together, which is usually our bonding method, and she'll agree. How that usually went was that I would wait until she called me since its her schedule we work around or that I pop into the living room and her seeing me would remind her. Now, again, she barely leaves her room. She just watches those videos and those shows. Nothing else. Works, sends out the roomba to vaccum every day, either gets her own food or yells for me to do it for her, and thats it. Checks on her plants maybe, does one or two chores that I haven't done. Back to her manhwas.

So , WIBTA if I confronted her about this and told her to stop? It risks another yelling match between us, it is hypocritical of me to do so bc I am the same. I am not gonna pretend I don't also become a hermit and hole myself up in my room. But idk. And it seems to be a geniune interest for her and it makes me happy, even tho in this whole situation I feel abandoned by my mother. Which sounds very stupid and dramatic but. Oh well.

What are these acronyms?

[that-foul-legacy-lover]

Look ik this is more Ajax than FL related but its angst o’clock so just hear me out

As you spend more and more time with FL you sometimes ask Childe(Ajax) if you can see FL for the time, maybe its to cuddle for the night, maybe its something else

Childe isnt an easily jealous person. With other people; he knows his capabilities and he doesnt see people as competition with you(he sees them as competition to fight instead)

But this? this is different.

He isnt jealous. he’s insecure.

Childe is an anxious man when he’s worried or concerned, definitely overthinker.

Do you love FL more than you actually love him as a whole? is FL the reason you love him? do you see him as just a connection to lead to FL?

One day when you come home, you search for Ajax.

Pure silence.

And its the first time youve seen him feel the need to hide under covers, curl up and stay in silence. He was never one to cry easily so he just stays there almost frozen, eyes wondering just like his mind on all his insecurities. The only tome youve seen him like this is when he’d have flashbacks or nightmares of his time in the abyss, you can tell that he needs comfort.

The idea of being viewed as just a bridge to a particular part of him makes him feel insecure.

hey?? HEY???? who said you could make me cry??? /lh

when you see him curled up on the bed you're immediately filled with worry, sitting down and asking if he's alright. Childe doesn't respond, only scrunching himself up further, but he begins to tremble when you rub his back and gently tell him that you're here if he wants to talk or just needs company. suddenly he lunges and slots himself into your arms, gripping the back of your shirt as he hugs you and sobs, burying his face into your shoulder. you pet his soft ginger hair and shush him, hugging him tightly as he cries, and you say nothing in order to allow him to weep freely. after a few minutes the cries die down and Childe looks up at you, his normally dull eyes shining with tears

in a quiet, hitching voice, he asks if you still love him, or just love Foul Legacy, and your heart shatters right then and there

your grip tightens until it nears the vice-like hold Childe has on you. of course you love him- you love both him and Foul Legacy, every part of the man known as Ajax. his tears start again when you lean in and give him a gentle kiss, and Childe- no, Ajax- pulls you onto his lap, leaning his cheek against your shoulder. again and again he asks you "Really? You really love me?" and again and again you say yes, each time more determined than the last. whenever he wants to be Childe, he can be Childe; and whenever he wants to be Foul Legacy, he can be Foul Legacy- you love both with all your heart, the Abyssal and human sides of Ajax- and as you delicately tap each freckle scattered over his nose he gives you a small, tender smile

he sleeps well that night, held in your arms, both parts of him satisfied and at peace again

[doctorho]

if you knew what the bluebirds sing (epilogue)

Royal!Viktor x gender neutral reader, 2.4k words, no warnings only love in this house

HI guys! babes! my people! i missed you! i recently re-read this whole thing of mine and decided i wasn't done with it yet (i missed this little world okay!) so i wrote an epilogue for you <3

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Building a whole life from scratch isn’t easy. 

The amount of possibilities is both overwhelming and intoxicating at once; suddenly, Viktor gets to choose. He gets to choose when he wakes up. What he wears. Where he goes. 

How he takes his tea. 

And there is no-one to watch him, no-one to tell him he’s late, no-one to tell him what to do. 

He takes you up on that offer to learn to bake those sweet little pastries he liked – together – as soon as the dust settles down from smashing the old systems to pieces.

It took a while for the problems to unravel, and for people to get used to how things worked now, but he had never been foolish enough to think the world could be changed and rebuilt overnight or with no mess leftover. He knew it’d take time for everything to fall into place. 

But he wasn’t worried about it. With Caitlyn overlooking the reforming the guard, and a governing council made up of people Viktor trusted, people the people trusted, he could finally take a step back from everything. Viktor had stayed as a board member, too; to oversee things, and to make it clear he was serious about changing things and not just trying to run. And unlike occupying the throne, this doesn’t take up his every waking hour; he was only needed at the castle some days, now, here and there for meetings.

And in the meantime?

In the meantime, he gets to have a life. 

He’s well aware that it’s still not a normal life – people that recognize him around town still struggle to treat him like any other citizen, and he’s still learning how to do all of it, how to be just a person – but it’s a life, and it’s his, and he gets to do whatever he wants with it. 

He takes a deep breath as he walks through the castle gates. Leaving still felt strange, and he suspected it would for a while. He wasn’t sure what it was supposed to feel like, but he had never been allowed to just go, like this, and he knew some of the guards still watched him more closely than they were told to, but...for the first time in his life, he could come and go as he pleased. And really, even with the eyes on his back and with something strange swirling just beneath his lungs every time he stepped out, being able to leave like this felt like a weight lifted from his shoulders. 

Even with the street dust in his hair and his eyes and his mouth, he could breathe more freely than what he was used to.

Viktor had never been just a person. Ever since he could remember, being human had been less important than being first the prince and then the King. Being a person had always been an afterthought; the roles he had to play had always been more important than who he was underneath. 

He didn’t really even know who he was, underneath. 

But he was excited to find out. 

Seeing life outside of the castle is a good start, and he keeps being surprised about how much there is, even as you show him what seem like completely ordinary things on one of your trips to the market. 

“There is so much life here,” he’d said one time, almost breathless about it. It felt like being dropped in an ocean after living in a fishbowl for your whole life; ike seeing how big the sky can be for the first time. 

It was a lot for him, you knew. Living in a predetermined box of a life and then suddenly having everything at your fingertips. Some days, he stays home and gets so focused on one of his projects that he doesn’t even talk much, and that’s fine. You assume it’s a part of the process. That it’s a part of him. And you're happy to help any way you can, even when it means just being there at the end of the day and still being there in the morning.

On those days, he often disappears at the crack of dawn and comes back with newly acquired bits of metal, new tools, something broken that he’s planning on fixing. Smiling and smelling of smoke.

On those days, he doesn’t always even realize the day has slipped by until the sun is setting and his eyes start to strain. 

On those days, he crawls into bed with his hair messy and his muscles aching but his thoughts clear and his breaths deep. 

He was building a life on his own terms, and –

Before this opportunity had been at his fingertips, he really hadn’t even dared to think what it was that he would want. He hadn’t dared to really look that in the eyes.

But when this all started unfolding and he suddenly found himself in the position to want things? 

Viktor does something that he didn’t have much practice with but was cautiously learning;

He follows his heart.

He moves out of the castle, and into a small cabin with an overgrown garden and a big, old willow tree in the yard. It’s still within easy walking distance from the castle – if you happen to know a few shortcuts through the gardens, at least – and it is quiet, and peaceful, and his. He moves in his most important possessions, which isn’t much, but he’s excited to get more. Build a life there.

He returns most of the library books he's stolen. He keeps a few of his favorites, but he figured he's owed that much.

His friends help him move – something that he did not ask for and, before, he wouldn’t have even known how to deal with. Whenever someone did something for him before, he could never be sure if it was because they felt obligated to do so, and, really, there weren’t that many people he could even loosely consider friends. That list had been very short; for the majority of his life, it had only consisted of Jayce, and even with him, he had sometimes wondered. He had sometimes wondered if he even knew what friendship was supposed to be like.

But now – 

Now Jayce carries boxes into the cottage without being asked, and he brings Caitlyn with him, who brings Vi, who brings some of her friends, and you’re there, and suddenly there are people there, helping Viktor without any obligation to do so. Suddenly, there is life there; the dusty corners of the cabin aren’t dark and cold anymore, and someone is laughing outside, and his hands are warm from holding yours. It's habitual, now, and it's one of the new observations he's been happy to make.

Vi pushes the door open with her shoulder and drops a wooden crate of something on the table, something that sounds heavy and like it's made of glass, and Viktor furrows his brows a bit.

"Don't you know you're supposed to have something to drink at these things?" she asks, digging out a glass bottle for herself, and Viktor mentally checks off the content of the crate in his head.

"Didn't they teach you anything in that place?" She continues, "it's like, the first rule of this, kid."

Kid. She called him kid, despite him being fairly sure he's older than she is. He doesn't care though, not really, because mainly he is marveling at how casually she takes all of this.

Before he can respond, Caitlyn comes through the door too, also carrying a wooden crate and placing it down much gently than what Vi had done.

Caitlyn only has to look at Vi before she lifts her hands up a little in defeat and lets her change the subject.

"We brought food," Caitlyn says, and people start gathering around the table without being told to do so. They start eating without being told to do so, too, and quietly, Viktor's nerves settle a little.

It’s not the first time life washes over him like this, but it certainly is a strong wave. It’s like he’s submerged in it, in being a part of something like this, so real and ordinary and wonderful. 

For the first time, the place he occupies feels like a home. 

There is life in this place.

There’s enough room for him to have a space for tinkering with things, a lot of natural light, and those purple flowers Rio ate growing in the garden. Enough surface space to bake in the kitchen. 

There’s also enough space for two. 

Viktor still isn’t used to asking for things for himself, but he makes it clear that he’d be more than happy to share the space with you. 

And –  when you spend the night there for the first time, you know there’s nothing you would love more. 

Because this little rundown cottage instantly feels more like home than anything you’ve known before.

You can feel it; in the way it just…slowly seems to seep into your bones, like sunlight slowly warming up a dark room.

It’s like – Oh. This is it. 

This is what it’s supposed to be like. 

We can rest, here.

And something falls into place, in the quiet, warm room. Inside your chest.

That first night, you cook together, with ingredients you’d gotten in town earlier that day. In the small-ish kitchen, it’s an unsure dance of learning to move together in this new space, not being used to where anything was stored yet, and teaching him to cook, but as the golden-yellow sunlight streams in through the windows and you can see the willow tree sway in the wind and he gently puts his hand on your waist as he moves behind you – 

It is exactly the way it’s supposed to be.

It is the first steps of something new. 

It is perfect. 

He places aside some chopped vegetables,  quietly explaining the plans for his newest project – the possibility of getting crystals to spread natural light through careful cutting and calculated reflections – and after you’re done placing a loaf of bread into the oven, you turn around and kiss him. Softly, gently; like you have all the time in the world. Because, here, you do. 

For a split second, he is surprised. He still often is, when you kiss him, but it doesn’t take him long to melt into it, and kiss you back. He’s a lot more confident about it than he used to be, knowing that he truly was allowed to want this, allowed to have this. Knowing that he didn’t have to hide. Knowing that he could spend all night doing this, and nobody could come tear it out of his hands in the morning. Nobody was going to burst through that door and call him foolish for wanting something like this, nobody was going to tell him that his life wasn’t his to live. 

He kisses you back with a gentle hand on your waist and with his body pressing against yours, pinning you against the table you’d been working on. 

You’re pretty sure you’re getting flour on his shirt, the way your hands are on him, but you don’t care. It doesn’t matter. 

He takes his time, and you’re glad to let him.

In this new life, he has all the time he wants.

Eventually he leans back, but only as much as he absolutely needs to, keeping his forehead on yours, your breaths intermixing in the quiet kitchen. The old floorboards creak under the movement a little, some birds are quietly singing to each other outside the window, and in response, Rio chirps back. 

“So how are you going to cut the crystals?” 

“Eh,” he breathes, and you can hear the small smile in his voice. “Jayce has some ideas. And significantly more muscle mass than me.”

You exhale a small laugh. “You’ll point where and he’ll hit a rock with a hammer really hard?”

“Sounds like a plan to me.” He answers, then shrugs with one shoulder, “we’ll fine-tune it when we get there.”

You smile, and settle better against his chest. He wraps one arm loosely around you, and then he smiles. Softly, gently, and without thinking, Viktor smiles. 

“I think,” he says, now more serious and so soft the words float in the air between you, “that I like not having a plan.” You can hear him swallow, and he’s quiet for a while.

“I think,” he repeats, “that I probably won’t get used to…living like this for a while, but…” he takes a breath, slow and a little bit shaky, “I am thankful that you got me here.” 

It’s heavy, the way he says it. Like it’s the most important thing in his life, like he’s unfurling those words straight from his heart.

“You got yourself here.” you remind him, gentle, but knowing where he’s coming from.

“I couldn’t have done it alone.” He counters, but it’s gentle, too. Not really an argument, not really a counterpoint; just a fact. “You opened this door for me, you…showed me there was a way out. That I could...” he exhales, "have this."

He takes a deep breath, “I know this whole thing was…a mutual effort, but…” 

“I know.” you offer quietly, and he leans a bit closer to you. 

You just stay there for a while, breathing together, and you can feel his heartbeat. The moment is quiet but full of life; the warm sunlight, the food slowly cooking, the birds singing somewhere outside your window. His body pressed against yours, like it belongs there. This small space, yours, and the whole world around you, gentle and warm and waiting.

He exhales softly. “In case I forget,” he says quietly, breathing the words into the space between you, “can you remind me that this is real?”

You know what he means. 

“Yes,” you breathe back, and it settles to the bottom of your heart like the solid truth it is.

It settles in his, too.

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[palebloodcvrse]

I cannot be normal about liking characters

Vergil I feel like is suspended in that permanent state of being at war with his need to connect with others (his family) and his need to isolate himself to prevent himself from being hurt again

And i feel that so deep in my soul that its not even fucking funny. Vergil is way more than just his trauma I know,(evidently, even the story presents that he had to overcome it to change and grow as a person) but those feelings are a part of him and a part of what made him human

And he despised that part of himself so much because he feared ever being hurt again and did inexcusable things (same as fuck)

Every day I think about him my heart fucking bleeds, and I find all those memes dissing him and calling him dense for it (bc he was) both extremely funny and true but also so tragically close to home that it feels like self deprication to laugh at.

I think I need to go to therapy instead of crying over fictional men

I hate to be more emo than V(ergil) is and ik this is corny but goddamnit I can see the pain in his fucking eyes

I do not idolize him. He is a reflection of me and it made me confront a part of myself that I wish I never had to achknowledge.

[niyanoireee]

Hiii!! Rlly interested abt what vanguardtale is about, like is chara physical? How? Does the au still take place in the underground? Or well whats the overall idea? Love the art btw ♡

hi okay so!! this will be a short summary!!

Vanguard!Tale starts at the very end of the pacifist route. Instead of the barrier breaking, It had stayed completely shut for currently mysterious reasons. Asgore would have normally sacrificed himself so Frisk can pass, however Frisk talked him out of it, as she assured him that she'd find another way.

KEEP IN MIND THE STORY IS STILL PROGRESSING cuz.. everyone who’s part of it is insanely slow.

— > Frisk is female in vanguardtale , Chara is male.

For the next 7 years, Frisk stays underground. She's now 17, soon to be 18. During this time, War rages out on the surface which further prevents the monsters from leaving the underground. Due to war and the danger of humanity on the surface, The seven souls are currently kept under even heavier containment as Asgore decides what to do. . . The name vanguardtale comes from the fact that Asgore will eventually give 6 monsters one of the 6 souls; So eventually they can go on the surface and not have to worry about being attacked by humans. This is just a lil summary there’s so much more lore :3 but that’s like the jist. As for some of the MAIN characters. . .

FRISK

Frisk starts off as 10 almost 11, but is now 17 and soon to be 18. Unknown to most, She's done numerous genocide runs years before her final Pacifist run, only to be remembered by Chara. She is, at her core, a murderer. But with the power of DETERMINATION, she came to a realization that she has the ability to change who she is. She will always have the urges to start another route, however her willpower to be a better person and change lives is much stronger than the halfhanded urges. She now resides at New Home and has somewhat replaced Sans as "The Judge".

TORIEL

Toriel has remained basically the same with the slight addition of a new nickname; Cari. Even though shes very similar to UT!Toriel, She has become slightly less reserved in fights. She will only kill when provoked by someone who's proven to be irredeemable, in which she will not hesistate or falter. She excells in almost all fields above most monsters, however shes especially skilled in defense. As for appearance, she looks far more royal than before. She wears purple underneath her white cape and white DELTARUNE symbol connecting the jacket/cape together

SANS

Sans, appearance wise.. is the same. Literally the exact same. He's lazy, did you expect much different? However he DID find a "blue heart sticker" that hes worn ever since. (Possible redesign soon) As for personality, he's much more canon than fanon. He will, in fact, NOT push out a blaster at the slightest inconvinience! With Frisk now taking the job of Judge, he's pretty much living carefree.

CHARA

Nope! Chara is not physical as you asked! He’s a ghost and god knows how he ages. Chara HATES Frisk; And that’s alot coming from someone who would kiss the ground she used to walk on. Any route they took, Chara would support. Every genocide she did, Chara was rooting. But eventually something changed. After Flowey had completely given up on trying to stop Frisk; Chara took a step up and began that job. Not because he hates Frisk for what she’s done; but because they’re insanely tired of being in this world. Imagine how many resets of genocide and then some random ass postponed pacifist. Yea, he’s fucking fed up.

the whole au generally requires a lot of explanation so if you have more questions about something u want more detail on lmk. ALSO IK I DIDNT COVER EVERY CHARACTER BUT THERES SO MUCH TO COVER AND I JS WANGED TO GIVE A QUICK SUMMARY OF WHATS MOST IMPORTANT

[jinmalos]

Actually, XBC3 Future Redeemed Spoilers Under here to do with something noted in one of the last cutscenes/people's misinterpretations

I think the big beef about why the Pneuma/Logos cores still being around/semi-sentient enough to "help out" is a lot because it wasn't explained, but I think a lot of people are missing a few points.

Obvs bc of my brand I gotta come in and defend Logos against the Moebius allegations before I get into everything else, but a big argument about how he and Pneuma being even remotely present "just perpetuates the xenoblade 2 feud" actually misses something mentioned. Whether Logos inhabits N's Sword or his Sword's sheath specifically, I think we are forgetting:

Z actually has no clue where it came from.

If it were to be moebius specific, he would know about it and how it came to be and so on and so forth. But he doesn't. He actively comments on how it's weird that N has it and wonders How He Got Ahold Of It. But he also Acknowledges Who/What It Is with his comment on Origin being home to "those who are as gods" in reference to the sword. Again, if it were a Moebius product, Z would know about it and how it got into people's hands. Even in the main game when Noah manifests it, X is irritated with both him AND N because the sword's existence is an inconvenience to every Moebius worth their salt.

Obviously that doesn't explain jack shit about HOW it happened. But Somehow N is running amok with the "Sword of the End" aka the Endbringer himself doctor sex (Malos/Logos), and Z is not exactly pleased but mot exactly troubled by it because it isn't actively bothering him yet. How did it come to be? Is it tied to the sword or the sheath considering N was toting around a Lucky Seven of his own prior to the Agnus Castle incident? who knows. My personal theory is that the same thing happened to Logos that happened to what i THINK happened with Pneuma.

The situation with Pneuma is...a bit more complicated, because of the ending of xenoblade 2, moreso than with Logos. We would presume both Pneuma and Malos were destroyed, but that wouldn't explain Mythra and Pyra's existence beyond that point. This goes more into what little we know about blade anatomy and how the Trinity Processor Cores of Logos and Pneuma interface with them. Seeing as they intake data, record it, and output it, it's very likely that Pneuma did a bit of a black box when handing Pyra and Mythra off to Rex. She took them, their essence, and just kinda yote it into their own vessels. Like a backup. They probably no longer had the ability of an Aegis, and I doubt they were more flesh- or blade-eater than they were mortal. That in and of itself doesn't get explained much, but I'm inclined to think the Pyra and Mythra that stay behind lived normal human lifespans.

I dont know what happened to Pyra and Mythra, but I do think that Pneuma was at least partially damaged. The aegis cores aka the Trinity Processor don't exactly respond to things the same way the average blade does. It's possible that while damaged, at least Pneuma was more intact than Logos was after XBC2.

I assume what happened is they were procured by someone (likely Nia) and kept safe as weaponry, because there's no way either of them would be fully functional as Trinity Processor cores (think: youve got 3 flash drives but only 1 of them is being recognized ik this analogy sucks its the best i got rn). Thats part of why Ontos goes apeshit and reverts to Alpha, after all.

Ontos has to do all of the problemsolving and decisionmaking that Pneuma and Logos did originally. The Alpha we meet is probably the aspect of Ontos specifically responsible for the creation of the separate worlds in the first place.

BUT, Back on the topic of the two other Processors and WTF is up with them. I dont think either of them were fully destroyed, it's likely they just returned to dormant states with no extant "avatars." So they couldn't just pop out of their cores and wander about and probably still even now can't yet, but they are probably still sentient and conscious, intaking info about the world. It's also shown they CAN heal each other, it's possible that if given enough time in Origin (considering it's an extension of Ontos) they'd just finish healing themselves and beat Ontos' ass as is their preordained purpose. But Again, given that Malos/Logos talked to Pneuma at the end of XBC2, I can only assume they're primarily non-functional and just kinda. sitting around for a bit inside their funny computer homes.

We know Lucky Seven is a Melia/Riki construct specifically and thats it's own can of worms, but I like to think Logos allied himself with N/Noah because he knew exactly what their end goal was but thats bc im a Malos Good Ending Truther. I originally personally thought that perhaps Noah's sheath/glove was Pneuma's doing, and the Sword of Origin was primarily Logos (and was just being held back by Noah's refusal to hurt people), but I'm hearing a lot about Pneuma being responsible for maintaining the Ouroboros stones, so if that's the case she's the one in charge of maintaining that power and the gauntlet is just Rule of Cool, and Origin metal is just something they can interface with because it's an extension of Ontos (currently by A/Alvis depending on the chosen gender presentation of the day, with Shulk and Rex taking the place of the other two Processors for a while to help out).

Although...Even though Lucky Seven and Ouroboros and such are metaphysical concepts given form, I'm inclined to just say outright that the sword itself is Logos simply bc it does monado arts oooo spooky.

But yeah. TLDR: Logos isnt allied with the Moebius he is strictly tied to N/Noah (although whether he's lucky seven or SPECIFICALLY the Origin Blade/When it Does Monado Shit) Pneuma is tied to either Noah's gauntlets or the ouroboros stones as a whole (although I believe the former rather than the latter bc its cooler imo), and they're used not only to beat Alpha back into place as Was Their Job in the DLC, but their job is to help finish up what Rex Shulk and co. started in making sure the worlds reunite. Also Noah is in for a rude awakening when he meets the inlaws and Mythra and Malos obliterate him for launching them into the ocean ok bye

[southparkgang]

☆CHAPTER 2 MEET THE GIANTS☆

"Aa-" at that moment kyle was about to scream but was stopped my a large finger pressed against his lips. "shhh calm down! Im friendly!!!" the gaint boy said giving kyle a deep and kind look. Kyle pushed with all his might to pry the fingers off him, but it only resulted with him tripping over his own feet whilst getting up and almost falling.

The giant grabbed kyle by his feet catching him. Kyles old green hat falling off into the giants hand , showing kyles big head of hair. Red like fire. Many people told him he shares a personality with his hair. Hot and short tempered, He took it as a complement. "woa i didnt realise humans were this easy to scare! Sorry" the giant let out a giggle and but kyle in a more comfortable possion by holding him but letting his hands free.

"Who are you????" "are you real?!?!" "is this a dream!!?" kyle screamed fear spred across his face. "umm lets me explain.." the giant sighed. "my name is stanley but call me stan for short. Im 15 Im a giant! And it seems you opened a portal to this relm turning you into a elf it seems!" stan said then smiling! ":)" (wtf am not an elf!?! Is this dude drunk ) "but im not an elf!! Im human and need to go home! My brother ike will be home soon"

"well it looks like your not getting out of here anytime soon lil-elf... Dont mean to alarm you but the portals gone and ur an elf so if you went back youd be taken and killed" "heh.." stan looked away kinda nervous for two reasons. (what will he say when he realises hes stuck here and i called him lil-elf!?! Urg stan your so stupid!!!!" stan then blushes looking back to find the tiny 2foot boy pulling back his hair and finding his pinky human ears were now most certainly pointy and big! "Oh god!! What the heck!?!" kyle cried out, his big ears flopping to show saddness.

Kyle was now looking around franticly for other elf like features. Finding a cute pink nose and red cheeks like apples. "hey! Its not all bad! Can you image what its like to be like 50+ ft tall!! It sucks!. And look i have ears like you so its not all bad! " stan give kyle hope he'd be ok.

Kyle slumped feeling weak. (Im so stupid.. Trying to open a portal becuase i was bored?! Now im stuck here and am a freaky elf!!!? Your useless kyle, now your family will worry about you... Happy birthday me..) stan saw kyle slump and finally let go. Holding him in the clasp of his hands. Kyle was now so overwhelmed with all this he cried. For first time in 6 years. It all came out like a fountain. Once it started it cant be stopped.. "hey! No no no it will be ok ! I promise!"

There is one way out... We must go though the dark ash forest on the other side of this kindom to find tolkien black. The great wizarding wizard! He can get you back to normal and sent you home in not time!. " " but it will take months... Are you sur-" "YES! I WANNA GO! ANYTHING IT TAKES !!!" kyle screamed tears falling of his cheeks and onto stans warm hands. Stan smiled putting his head close to kyles. Kyle leaned his head on stans nose. A little noise boop and it brough a smile to kyles face again. "(*´ ˘ `*)" stan cant help but blush.... "so we can go to my house for now and when its later we can start! Its that ok lil-elf?" "kyle." "what?" "my name is kyle btw, i forgot to tell you. Im kyle am also 15". Kyle said. "you can call me lil-elf if u like idm :)" "oh ok!" stan was to flusterd to talk, he gently took kyle and put him in his shirt pocket.

It was so warm. The perfect place to sleep. Dark,warm and kyle could only hear stans heart beat and his foot stepts. "you ready to go?" stan said. "mmmmph s-stan giant... B-bi-big man~" kyle was so tried from walking home in the human relm he could only murmer words and blush. Stan smiles and his pupils widened.

(my little elf and im his big giant <3)

☆(part 3 mabye laterrrr. If you cant tell i ship style >_<)☆

[obsidianstrawberrymilk]

Okay so idk as much about the Superfam (I’ve read like, a single comic with a Super as a main character and it was a YJ one, and I’ve watched most animated shows and the CW Lois and Clark one) but tbh, their whole thing is SUCH a good allegory for immigrants, esp like people escaping from places of violence. Like obviously there’s Kal-El/Clark Kent, who’s like a second gen immigrant, bc he has this whole other culture and home he never will get to know and he still has parts of it in him he doesn’t understand and he knows it scares other people or makes them disgusted (and especially growing up in Midwestern USA - not the most accepting place ever, even if Ma and Pa kent were awesome, as they were) so he learns to only show the parts people are comfortable with while still not really understanding them himself right?

But there’s always gonna be this part of him that needs to be the ideal, to fit everyone’s perception of him, like, and that causes sm friction w the other Superfam members?? Like Kara and Karen (they’re the same person but from different universes right- am I just dumb or) GREW UP on Krypton, they’re first gen immigrants, forced to leave somewhere they knew and come somewhere that no one knows their culture and even Clark is called ‘the last son of Krypton’ even when he’s not Kryptonian ENOUGH bc he didn’t grow up there, to them at least, and bc stuff like ‘the S means hope’ when it’s not an S at all?? But Clark has learned to say and sue stuff like that to make people more comfortable with him, and like, HOW does that not cause friction??

And then obviously there’s like, Chris and Jon and Kon and even Jordan if we include him, and Mia, like so many superkids, but the ones ik most are Kon, Jon, and Jordan. So like Jon and Jordan are really also second gen/third gen, right, like they both want to learn more about who they are and where they came form but there’s only so much they can use to connect to it with and they still feel all distant from it and stuff. Like Jordan has powers, so there’s him trying to connect with a place he wasn’t born in, that has never even EXISTED at the same time as him, but he still has such obvious markers he isn’t ‘normal’ aka like everyone else (ahem immigrants) but he can’t link himself to the place they come from fully. That applies to Jon in the comics. And Jon in CW is even more that - he’s like, he doesn’t even have the same connection Jordan does, he doesn’t even have that ability to connect to such a vital part of who he is, and he seems like he could be ‘normal’ but he’s still not fully human and has this whole other part of himself he doesn’t know how to deal with because no one’s there to tell him about it, he doesn’t know it.

And like, they’re all SO repressed. Repression is literally a key part of all their characters. They’re all, esp Clark, so desperate to keep up the image they’re ‘just like everyone else’ and they go from small Midwestern US town to Metropolis, which my best description of the vibes I’ve always gotten is like, yk those gentrified neighborhoods? The ones where they tear down usually POC lower income neighborhoods and kick people out and build overly glossy, minimalist homes on the backs of all those people with so much below the surface of bleached white countertops etc?? Yeah, that’s what Metropolis reminds me of - there’s so much cruelty and stuff (Lex Luthor lmao) below the shining surface it seems to want to present. And don’t even get me started on small Midwestern USA towns - I’m an immigrant, my cousin is second gen and lives in a Small Midwestern Town, and it is SO bad. “Out of the ordinary” isn’t really a thing people like there.

And SUPERMAN IS A REFLECTION OF THAT, and of IMMIGRANTS. He’s so obsessed with making sure he seems like ‘everyone else’, he and the rest of the superfam just... repress. Like aside from how violating it probably is to have you’re DNA used to make a... whole other being... without your KNOWLEDGE (and the um... comparisons to certain things that could be made), I like to think there’s 100% and element of that Kon is something out of this ‘ordinary’ Clark has forced himself to keep, and that like, scares him, right? He’s spent so long hiding who he is, not really trusting anyone (HIS BASE IS CALLED THE FORTRESS OF S O L I T U D E CMON-), trying to be ‘normal’, and Kon is some random kid who was made in such a violating manner and how can he explain where he came from, how can he make sure he hides everyone that makes him ‘alien’, how can he be sure Kon won’t mess it up- YOU GET IT?

Like everyone in the superfam is so lonely and repressed and none of them talk about it because they have to be shining beacons, paragons, there’s so many complicated dynamics behind the scenes. It’s a story of hiding parts of yourself because you’re never sure what parts will be welcomed at this point. A story about longing for a place you’ve never known, will never know, will never understand, because you aren’t of there, really, but you’re not of where you were raised either, because there’s parts of you that will never mesh with the ‘normal’ they have here. It’s a story about missing a place you had to leave, and feeling alienated and like everything is so DIFFERENT yet everyone acts like you’re abnormal, even when the things that have always been normal to you are shunned even by your own family. It’s a story about trying to connect with parts of yourself you can barely understand, can barely see, about being rejected out of fear of what will happen if you ‘mess up the image’. It’s a story about repressing all your trauma and expectations and keep smiling and being a hero, because they need to want us here, they need to trust us, because you know on some level you’re never really welcome and they need to keep wanting you and that’s what matters.

It’s an immigrant story and I want to see more angst about it please.

[docidoci]

PoR JP/EN script differences overview: (Part 3) ch #10 - ch #11

→ Main Index — Begin reading here ←

Chapter 10.

1) Ranulf explains the use of "human", so a note on that. As a curseword, "Human" = ニンゲン (ningen), it is phonetically the same as the normal "human" but written in kana to stand out. However, "sub-human" is originally "Half-beast" = 半獣 (hanju). That explains why Ike initially doesn't consider it an offensive term, which is fairly impossible in the translation.

2) Narrative introduction again implies that Crimea is still having a dependent position to Begnion, while the localisation adds a lot of words to say that they are currently independent.

JP: The support of the suzerain Begnion was absolutely essential for the rebirth of the Kingdom of Crimea, which had been born as a domain of the Empire.

3) Meeting Volke. Where the original is reasonable, the localisation confuses measures of time to a great effect.

EN!Volke: Stop into any tavern along your way. Tell the barkeep you've need of a fireman. You'll see me within an hour.

JP!Volke: Any tavern in a little town will do. Just tell the owner, 'I need a fireman'. I'll be there within a week.

Volke himself indeed comes off as abrupt and rude to the point where even Soren calls him rude.

4) Kieran is mostly the same person. He is slightly less wordy, like for instance he isn't describing torture to Brom, but his attitude is accurate.

Chapter 11.

A lot of subtle foreshadowing is going on here… or should have been going on.

1) A little worldbuilding note. It's not super important, but we are introduced to the concept of Kingdom of Crimea being non-monolithic and the possibility of internal conflict, even if it's not happening until RD.

EN!Soren: Perhaps this is due to the temperament of its rulers, but the country hasn't seen serious warfare for centuries.

JP!Soren: Perhaps it is because of the gentle temperament of the royal family that there are few conflicts between territories, and there have been no major — country-wide — wars for hundreds of years.

2) Talking about Soren right after he gives the famous "no sympathy" speech (which is translated very well).

EN!Titania: Soren's a very empathetic young man. The emotions of this place may have proven to be too much for him.

EN!Ranulf: Ignoring impending doom because you cannot prevent it... Fatalism is by nature a disheartening beast. Well, for all those born with nothing, there are those born with everything. Perhaps those who never notice the difference are the ones we should envy.

Some really weird choices here that seem to fit badly with the rest of the script. What is actually happening?

First, Titania has the role of implying Soren's non-beorc perceptiveness.

JP!Titania: …Senerio is a sensitive kid, so he can't stand this kind of atmosphere, right?

After that, Ranulf, in fact, continues talking about him being Branded. When you know that the Branded are considered "born without a blessing", everything he says becomes clear.

JP!Ranulf: Sometimes, even if we know something we pretend not to know, because we can't do anything about it…… I wonder if those who were born without a blessing are envious that those who were born blessed live their lives without realising it?

Ike: What's that supposed to mean?

Ranulf: Oh, I was talking to myself. Pay me no mind.

And now it becomes natural that Ranulf doesn't want to explain anything to Ike, since he sort of "pretends not to know" as well.

3) Brom ☆

Small, but strange choices erase the foreshadowing that he is a dad to Meg and give him parents instead.

EN!Brom: We never had much money, so my parents gathered some stones from our farm back home and put them in this leather pouch. It's not much to look at, but it means a lot to me. Every day, I take them out and talk to them like they're my family.

"How is everyone?" "I'm out here doing the best I can." "Don't worry. I'll be home soon."

JP!Brom: We're poor, so I have a worn-out pouch full of pebbles that each of us picked up... That's all. But for me, it's very important. I take it out and talk to them every day.

"How is everyone?" "Dad is doing his best here." "I'm gonna make it back alive."

4) Ranulf talking about Nasir.

EN!Ranulf: You'll be met there by a man with a dusky pallor.

JP!Ranulf: There's a dark-skinned man called Nasir waiting for you with a boat.

The unfortunate word choice makes him say that Nasir is sickly greyish in complexion instead of merely dark-skinned. Again, it's not super important, but really baffling…

~~TBC~~

[mello-life25]

HYBRID PUPPY DEKU AU(Sfw)

Type:Fluff

Warning:Sfw,gn pronouns, maybe bad grammer(?),Characters aged up(18+)

thoughts:''

Talking:""

Me:() or A/N:

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Sfw:

• When you first got Deku he was cautious of your vibe.

• His time in the pet shop included being treated pretty nicely by the workers,getting bullied by bakugou (he's gonna be a Pomeranian...which isn't surprising) and his gang

•When he saw you he knew you were a good person by your aura it basically had flowers around you...or that's what he saw

•he thought you were just absolutely stunning

•when you took him home he was ecstatic, like "OMG IM GONNA FINALLY GET A OWNER! SOMEONE WHO WILL TAKE CARE OF ME!" with a big smile on his face

•And you,you already planned this so(cause Im lazy) you got the food,water,bowls,bed etc

•The day you take him in and stuff you basically just show Him around you know let him take some time to get comfortable with his surroundings

A/N: Time Skip by Tojis ✨Tiddies✨

•okay so this is when you found out he was a hybrid

•honestly you kinda had a hunch that he wasn't like a normal bunny,considering the fact that he was green like HAVE YOU EVER SEEN A NATURAL GREEN BUNNY WITH FRECKLES? And because when you would talk to deku or vent about your problems he looked so into the conversation that it was actually like he understood. So when he turned into a human...ish with bunny ears and a tail,rabbit like feet and not to mention NAKED you were kinda surprised about the naked but not the fact that he wasn't just a simple bunny(this is a long ass paragraph)

•He was really embarrassed when you came home from work to see him naked and like well...That! Cause he was figuring out a way to tell like "Hey Im not just a simple bunny I can turn HUMAN!" So when you got home from work he didn't hear you come in he's just mumbling so when he hears the door open and saw you,he froze like he's naked on your bed like what is he supposed to do? He grabs one of your pillows and covers his lower parts with a intense blush on his face,eyes closed saying im sorry over and over again and saying please dont throw me away like on the verg of tears,face hot and everything

•And you well your just standing in the door way to your bedroom (red face and all/or not) processing what happens just now and then face turn into awe looking and his limp bunny ears,twitching A little bit,you quietly walk over to him as to not startle him and sit a few feet next to him,he feels the bed shift because of new weight added to the bed and looks up at you well not in your eyes but tries to,you look at him and say "do you want a change of clothes?" His eyes widen slightly and asked " your not freaked out or confused how I look like this?" You put a hand on his shoulder and say "well I kinda had a hunch you werent JUST a bunny after multiple situations so..)😊

•his cheeks flush and he covers his face with his hands

•"sooo you want clothes or not?"

•his blush intensifies remembering he's naked with only your pillow to cover his lower bits.

•he starts rambling incoherent words along the lines of ik sorry and so embarrassing

•the rest of the night you both eat dinner and watch tv till both of you falls asleep together(dem high quality cuddles though mwha Chefs kiss)

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That's All I have for you girls gays and non binary babes,I will do a PT.2 NSFW version of this other than that have a amazing day/night

Xoxo,Yoshi

[mx-barnes]

Time will Tell part 2

Summary: One late night and a knock on your door is what started all this maybe if you hadn't opened your door that night you wouldn't be dealing with the consequences of the feelings you have for the one and only Sam Wilson.

Word Count: 1.3k

Warnings: Morning sickness, disapproving parents (brief mention), some minor swearing, talk of protection and sex, insecure!reader, alcohol consumption while pregnant ik you ain't supposed to a tad bit of yelling, scared!Sam not related to the yelling,

Tags: @wanniiieeee

Masterlist

It had been six months since you finally stood up to John. Six months of getting up every morning and running straight to the bathroom. The doctor had said that morning sickness was normal for the first trimester but it now was your second trimester and still, nothing had yet to change. You wanted to reach out to your mom but that bridge was long burned.

That bridge like many other was burnt in the fire along with all your other family relations. You had no connection to your family. They wanted nothing to do with you. For nearly eighteen years you were their perfect child to dress up and show around town. They had loved John but didn’t approve of you two getting married saying that two eighteen-year-olds weren’t old enough to make the decision to find their life partner yet. Well they were right now you were six months pregnant and morning sickness carried through.

You were lucky Sam was there. He had moved in about a month after running back and forth between his apartment and your apartment. His was just a small bachelor pad so it just made sense that he move in with you.

One morning was especially bad. Sam had just gotten back from his morning run when he found you puking up the breakfast he had made for you before he went out.

"Hey sweetheart, how are you doing?" He asked with such concern you would've sworn he had feelings.

Unable to respond back he came and held your hair for you. It didn't help much but it was greatly appreciated. By the time you were done your stomach was as bare as a desert. "Thank you."

"It's no problem sugar. You know I'd do anything for you," smiling softly at you he said.

He was perfect but to your luck even if he was at home most nights he would still occasionally go on dates because his sister set him up on random dates. But each time it would break your heart more and more. He was going to be the father figure for your child and yet he was still going out on these dates. You were hurt because although at the beginning of this he was just a really good friend just helping you out. Putting his life on hold for you a relative stranger to who he had grown closer to in the past six months it was hard not to fall for him.

Everything he seemed to do was perfect. So when he would get all dressed up for his dates and ask you how he looked you would answer the same each time. "You look magnificent. Make sure to wear protection, don't need you leaving me because you got another girl pregnant, now do I?" He would just laugh it off and kiss your cheek and respond back with, "Not gonna happen sugar, I got all I need here." No matter how hard you tried to forget about that you just couldn't most nights you would stay awake thinking about that. You were all he needed. No that didn't make much sense because although these were dates his sister set him up on he still went on them. He dressed his best and still came back at eleven o'clock sharp. Went straight to his room undressed and changed into what seemed to be comfier clothes and watched movies with you into the late-night, early morning.

This little crush was getting too far out of hand. You could barely function like a normal human being around him and your insecurities were getting the better of you. That he would change his mind, that he would leave you and the baby alone, that he would find a better person out there for him. Someone prettier, someone who wasn't pregnant with their exes child. You weren't worthy of Sam anyways. You were just one lonely human being on this planet pregnant with your exes child.

One night you had a little too much wine while Sam was on one of his dates. You were sitting alone on the couch watching Netflix but not truly paying attention to the actors on screen when he came home. He called out for you scanning the room for you only to find you on the couch the bottle of wine in front of you and your long-forgotten class on the table, tear track running down your face. Rushing towards you he took the bottle of wine from your hands setting it gently on the coffee table in front of you, then sitting on it.

"Sweetheart, what's wrong?" concern lacing his tone.

"I don' wan' 'ou goin' ou' on dates," you have always had no filter when you're drunk so you try and not to drink too often.

"Ok, so I won't, no more dates," he firmly states.

"No, I mea' I wan' to be the 'ne 'ou take me on one."

"So I will how about this Friday? You get all dressed up and I'll treat you like royalty," he offered with full sincerity in his eyes.

"NO, NO, NO, I WAN' ALL OF IT," you whined. "I love 'ou."

Sam was shocked. He swore his heart dropped out of his chest and was in his stomach. He always had butterflies around you since that first night you opened up your door to him at three in the morning. That day you looked beautiful and he knew he would do anything to protect you and if that meant just being there for your pregnancy that was enough for him, but now you just confessed you loved him, much like he loved you. He realized he had been quiet for a while so he leaned forward to crash your lips together but pulled back, "Can I kiss you?" You vehemently nodded. Not holding back anymore he crashed his lips against yours. Pouring all of his unsaid and pent-up feelings for you he has been harbouring for six months. He pulled away slowly you whined chasing his lips, he laughed a little bit. "I love you too."

You smiled. A pure genuine smile. Nothing was better than having your feelings reciprocated. You were in love with Sam Wilson and he loved you back and you were about to have a child with him. he may not be the biological father you knew that he would be the best damn father in the world. No matter how much you wished you could kiss him again you were getting tired. So you carefully stood up and headed to your room.

Sam sat there for a second before chasing after you, hoping that the kiss wasn't too much and that you were ok. "Sweetheart!" chasing faster after you. "Where are you going?"

"Bed," you simply said. Sam was fquietor a minute then you realized what you had done. "Oh shit sorry Sam. The kiss was great and besides you know what I'm like with wine I get spacey. I am so sorry. Come to bed with me."

Sam stood stunned but eventually followed you in the room getting in bec with you and wrapping his arms tightly around you. "Don't scare me like that sugar. I love you and that not going to change. You are my world and I hope one day I see you walking down the aisle and maybe then we can have some kids of our own, but until then I will love this little guy till the end of time," he spoke softly in your ear as you drifted off into peaceful sleep.

You were safe, Sam was safe, and the past no longer mattered. It was only here and now. thinking back to the night he held you in his arms promising that he would be here for you. Time really did tell and you liked what it was telling you.

[still-a-morosexual-help]

OBEY ME! CHAPTER 51 DETAILED SUMMARY + THEORIES

MC goes out looking for them, in the music room the record player starts on its own. MC ends up wondering the empty house on their own, ending up in the library. They reminisce about a conversation with the brothers where they were debating who the real killer of the OG HoL family was. With Asmo & Beel (Beel because he can never imagine family killing each other despite how bad things get and Oh Beel you Sweet sugar plum welcome to the human world~ it be like that sometimes) saying it was the servant, Belphie saying it was a stranger (cause the oldest and the servant are too obvious, and maybe the oldest wasn’t killed cause he was not home at the time) and Satan & Mammon saying it was the oldest brother (with Mammon defending his choice by saying that as they are always the meanest and nastiest it’ll be in an oldest brother’s nature, but also that in the story the oldest never got along with his siblings), Mammon’s argument makes Levi join team oldest. MC chooses who the killer was (it was the oldest c’mon! the guy bought a gun days before a similar model was used to shoot and kill his entire family, and he was seeing arguing with the servant the day before the murder). MC then gets a call on their DDD, and you can choose whether it’s from Satan or Simeon.

MC tells whoever calls what’s going on, while cats shriek in the background of the call (poor Simeon…) One cat is climbing and scratching Satan, Da Vinci and Michelangelo are fighting and the call is kept. They remember more times in the HoL; Lucifer trying to get Belphie to stop napping in the library cause it’s too cold and he’ll get sick, Asmo cooing over how adorable Belphie is asleep, Mammon & Levi arguing about money (Levi: give me my money back Mammon: Chill. Soon.  Levi: What’s soon? In 30s? In 1min? In 1min 30s? Mammon: is getting your money back on your bucket list and you’re wondering if you’re gonna croak soon?   I dunno I thought it was funny…), Satan yelling at them to find another place to fight cause he’s reading, Beel watching a gory horror movie and devouring snacks, MC is asked if they like horror movies. If they say they like it Lucifer says it’s good that they don’t scare easily, Asmo says they can handle any situation with cool and calm, Levi says they’ve already conquered 7 of the devildom’s most powerful demons so really what’s there to it, Mammon says that either way MC has nothing to worry about, Lucifer agrees adding that they’ll always have the brothers at their side (why is this so sweet?????). MC pines for them rn and tries to reassure themself only to satan to ask them what’s wrong and if they missed him that much (and this is the point irl where I would have taken the nearest solid object and chucked it at his head but MC’s made of stronger stuff)

Simeon is there as well and Satan is covered in powder (he’d been testing a new drink flavour which pissed all the cats and now he’s covered in the flavouring. Simeon says that wouldn’t have happened if there were no cats in the café in the first place. Satan says they are an improvement. Simeon – poor fellow – still has no idea why Satan thinks he wanted a cat cafe), MC screams wtf and they explain that Barbatos had dropped by and they’d asked him to portal them to MC and why hadn’t they done this in the first place? I mean ik they probably all wanted to spend time together via a mini vacation and all 3 of them are probably too scatter brained to think of Barbatos on their own but why did no one else suggest Barbatos? Barbatos had apparently being fuming cause he’d gone to the café to take a small break from his man-child of a boss and his other 24/7 duties only to be placed in charge of a café full of manic cats. Satan thinks being stuck in a cat café is heavenly, Simeon disagrees and says Barbatos will find a way to get back them. MC tells them calm the fuck down cause your brother and your son are missing! Satan says he is calm, heavily implying he was seconds away from losing his shit. Simeon changes the subject by saying that the imitation HoL looks like a carbon copy of the OG, Satan says the books in the library (where they currently are) are different to the ones back home and that the ones in this house are more to satan’s taste than the ones back home. Simeon notes that they all seem to be about art. Satan picks up an odd book out, it’s old and ragged with a picture of a pink geranium on it.  The title is Ma…14-31 with the middle part faded out. Simeon stresses that they should be focused on finding the others but both Satan & MC wanna open the weird book. Simeon manages to drag them away though to search for the others and come back to the book but when he opens the door out of the library they’re enveloped in a bright white light.

They end up in a brightly lit forest, with Satan wondering tf happened and Simeon saying he recognises the place, an unknown voice asks who’s there, revealing angel!Beel dncjndsjND is MC time travelling AGAIN!? How many times are they gonna fuck up history!? Also what about Satan!? Man’s gonna lose his shit!!? Also I desperately wish MC remembered their last trip to the past just so they could be like ‘lol hey guys long time no see’ and Satan & Simeon would just ???????!!!?? Beel (who’s a gate protector angel? Something like that) asks who they are and MC (who unfortunately remembers nothing) goes “Beel!? Tf you wearing” and he goes “tf are you”, Satan is stunned silent and Simeon soothes things over by being Simeon. Beel asks Simeon who MC and Satan are and he says they are his acquaintances – MC and Sully…….SULLY!! SULLY !!? SULLY!!!!? Out of respect to everyone named sully I won’t say anything, ANYWAY satan has the same issues with the name Sully as I do but Simeon whispers and tells him he doesn’t know if they’re in the past, in an AU or something else entirely so it’d be safer to keep the name ‘Satan’ a secret. Simeon asks what Lucifer’s doing and Beel tells him that he’s at the Celestial Palace, with Michael and the other higher ups which should include Simeon. Simeon says yes but “you see these two idiots here behind me are so fucking dumb they fell into a hidden pit and called me to rescue them because they were too fucking dumb to remember that as angels they have both magic and wings” Satan has the same issues with that excuse as I do. Simeon asks about the brothers, Beel says the same as usual. Levi’s holed up in his room cause he fears he’ll be made redundant with the end of the war (so this takes place around the same time as the last trip to the past). Satan mumbles about Levi being the same even back when he was an angel, MC asks whether Satan remembers anything from when his brothers were angels, he says he has broken fragmented memories from their times as angels because he only sometimes was able to see through Lucifer’s eyes (and I just realised how similar Satan and MC are? They’re both relatively newcomers to the family, biologically they’re nothing like the brothers and probably the rest of their species (Satan being born from Lucifer’s rage and MC having a fallen angel as an ancestor), they both accidentally became part of the family with Lucifer having no choice when all the others were picked by him, they’re both cool, collected and calm but hide destructive magic, from everyone else in the HoL they’re the more normal ones but are also up for stupid shenanigans, they’re both pretty considerate and seem to show affection through acts of service – with how they look out for the others and their needs and likes, neither are scared to talk back to Lucifer, neither have met any of the celestial realm higher ups or know the workings of the celestial realm, neither have really met Lilith, they both had some kinda beef with Lucifer, they were never part of the war between the demons and angels or part of the fight before the Fall, their few memories of the Celestial realm come from either what they saw through Lucifer or what Lilith showed them, they’re the only ones in the family who are biologically related to someone else who either is or was part of the family, they’re stubborn and hardworking, and because right after the Fall and after Lilith’s death I’d imagine Lucifer being broken and regretful of what he see as his decisions - fuelled by his anger - leading to her death and seeing Satan being created from all that overwhelming anger and pain…he probably saw it as everything he did wrong manifesting in the form of a person. As I said earlier I’m pretty sure Mammon’s the one who raised Satan considering he was the one doing a lot of the heavy lifting during the early days of the fall and Lucifer would only later come to acknowledge Satan, and as far as we know he’s only ever acknowledged that he’s technically Satan’s father twice and by this point after years of the two of them avoiding the topic Satan reacts to that acknowledgment with understandable anger but at some point right at the beginning I’d bet a much younger Satan wanted to be accepted and acknowledged by Lucifer, specially after all the others did so. What I’m trying to say is that MC and Satan’s initial relationships with Lucifer were probably similar too with Lucifer being mostly polite and even somewhat protective over them but also being distant and prickly while he tried to determine whether they were a threat to the rest of his brothers, while they resented him, butted heads with him and wanted to be acknowledged and accepted by him in equal measures after everyone else had already accepted them. Also in S1, specially towards the end, MC making pacts with the brothers became less about freeing Belphie and more about proving something to Lucifer – while Satan always seems to have something to prove to Lucifer. Overall, Satan and MC have a lot of similarities and a severely underrated friendship that I really wanna explore more of – I want them coming to each other for problems that the others won’t understand them having, to talk about the few memories they have of the celestial realm, to diss Lucifer, to talk constantly containing destructive power/anger in them, just I need more of them.  Plus would Belphie also have had issues with Satan, initially? I mean imagine your older brother coming to you and saying “so your little sister died in my arms but check out this other kid I just gave birth to”. I dunno Belphie’s grief and anger was irrational thousands of years after Lilith’s death when he blamed her death on the entire human race and you know not the people who actually shot the arrow that killed her (really need to talk about this too), so I can’t even imagine what he would have been like when the loss was still raw and not even a minute after her death Lucifer’s somehow found some new sibling for them.) Right enough rambling. Back to it. Beel says he’s looking for Belphie. Mammon turns up and asks who the shit MC and Satan are, Satan is once again speechless, Asmo’s with Mammon and calls the two of them cuties – poor Satan doesn’t like that one bit. Levi asks for their names and Simeon introduces them – Mammon seems highly suspicious of them, but Asmo accepts it in stride and says ‘Sully’ is an adorable name. Satan looks like he wants to throw hands. Simeon says that he has an idea where Belphie might be and that he & MC will go find him and has asks the others to look after Sully for him. Satan immediately protests but Beel agrees and Levi drags Satan along with them, while Mammon contemplates putting Satan to work to help with whatever they were doing which Satan complains more about (and isn’t this a topsy turvy world), Asmo helps to pull Satan along and Satan screams about where exactly Asmo is putting his hands – Asmo is merely flattered about Satan knowing his name. Satan screams for help as MC and Simeon turn to leave.

Simeon is giggling evilly about Satan’s face when they left him, MC notes he looked happy, Simeon agrees – shocked and freaked out but happy. Simeon said he didn’t leave him back just to be mean but instead because Satan was curious about his brothers’ celestial realm days. MC says “yeah sure you didn’t leave him just to be mean”, Simeon laughs and insists he’s “a nice angel” in the fakest way possible. Simeon says he loves the Celestial Realm air but that this doesn’t feel like the past. MC asks him what past Simeon would be up to – Michael and Lucifer were bossing him around and running him ragged, he says that hasn’t changed since then and that the both of them are sadists at heart who love making things harder for people (Luke vs Simeon’s view of Michael are so different it’s jarring but I also have the picture of someone who looks and acts like Lucifer’s complete opposite with a sweet, sunny personality hiding a cutting, cruel in the same was Lucifer is, even prideful person underneath it all. I just love characters who look and act kind but could and would murder you in cold blood if it benefited their cause),when he wrote TSL – he wrote it after the brother’s left cause he missed them. “No offense to Luke and Satan, who haven’t been born yet but this was the most fun period of my life,” says Simeon to a person who also hasn’t been born yet (also how are angels born? We know that all though there are lots of similarities between the Celestial Realm & the Devildom and Heaven & Hell they aren’t the same places at all, Lucifer refers to God as Father and I’m assuming the other brothers do as well but they’ve said before none of the brothers are actually related to each other, I always assumed God just poofed them into existence. But then how was Luke specifically born? Because it’s heavily implied that Michael is in charge of the Celestial Realm the same way Diavolo is, meaning God – like the Demon King – is probably maybe taking a power nap and Luke is only some hundred years old so he’s probably way after God’s time so how was he and all the newer angels created? I’m 100% sure most of the demons in the Devildom – Diavolo included – were biologically reproduced so did angels learn to do that? Does Luke have parents? But then Raphael saw a normal human party as immoral so, even after so long, I can’t see them promoting sex so then did Michael poof Luke? But if so wouldn’t Luke call Michael Father, the same way Lucifer called God Father? Or is there some cosmic magic energy that poofs out new angels? You guys ever watched that first animated Tinkerbell movie where she was still learning to be a tinker fairy? Remember how she was created? The little dandelion seed that was mixed with that gold glowing fairy dust & magic mixture until it spit out a person? that’s how I imagine OM! Angels are created minus the dandelion part. Swirling unknowable natural magic that mixes with emotions and cosmic matter it draws from its surroundings till it creates an angel.) Simeon makes MC stop and kick a tree as hard as they can (which they do without question) until Belphie falls out.

After Belphie is introduced to MC he asks if they’ve met before and MC very lowkey gaslights him for the sake of the already fucked timeline and Simeon tells him Beel is looking for him. (MC can also tell Belphie they live together and he now considers them a crazy person, unless they are the rat in the attic that’s taken a humanoid form in which case he’s gonna avoid them for the rest of eternity). Belphie says Lucifer had wanted him to do a job but he ‘lol noped’ outta there and now he’s recruiting MC and Simeon to help him with who knows what cause he refuses to explain when MC asks. Belphie is surprised that Simeon has two angels assigned to him and Simeon asks if he’s too much of a low level grunt to be given two angels and Belphie’s like “Dude you’re literally one of the highest ranking people here” and Simeon’s like “oh shit lol we’re in the past” and MC’s absolutely unhinged curiosity and unwillingness to let something go only strikes at the odd moment so they never bother asking how Simeon went from one of the most powerful people in the Celestial Realm to a low level grunt (fucking idiot). Belphie hears Simeon’s oh shit comment and asks what he said, Simeon lies through his teeth and MC comments on angels lying. Simeon gave us the whole white lies speech that our parents gave us at some point. Belphie insists that MC’s familiar and MC suggests in a dream, which Belphie takes cause when you spent most your time asleep reality starts getting warped. Belphie makes Simeon and MC carry 6 blankets, when MC asks what exactly Lucifer made Belphie do he says he made him go get blankets for 6 people & that Lucifer had just given them a list of stuff to get and none of them knew what for. Belphie says that Lucifer’s being gone a lot lately cause the prince of the Devildom keeps calling for him (and so this is definitely after MC’s first visit now and I loved the Devilgram about Lucifer & Diavolo’s first meeting but I need detailed backstory about every meeting since then, about how Lucifer started slowly warming up to Diavolo, how Diavolo was always in awe of him despite how much of a prick he was, how he slowly started doubting the celestial realm and seeing things Diavolo’s way, how he felt like the Celestial Realm was lying to him about how things should be, how he should be and that started building up his resentment and anger that would one day turn into Satan, how he felt more comfortable in the Devildom than he ever had in the celestial realm, how much guilt and anger towards himself all this made feel, I mean all this is briefly touched upon in the devilgram but I need it in depth pls someone come scream at me about this!) Belphie says today is Lucifer’s first free afternoon in a long while. Outside the door they hear Mammon yelling at Satan to catch something.

Outside Levi and Satan are trying to catch fluffy eggs (multi coloured eggs with wings), Levi calls Satan “Sully dear” when he tells him to watch his step which Satan takes great offense to. Satan makes a plan that leads to Levi catching all 6. Asmo comments on how despite just meeting they make a perfect team. They go to the brothers’ secret room where the others were making fluffy egg sandwiches on Lucifer’s orders until Beel let them escape. Beel says he didn’t mean to let them escape cause he only wanted to eat them and Mammon says that’s worse (love to see that Beel’s taken MC’s advice from their previous visit and is not trying to control his snacking). Mammon leaves MC in charge of making sure Beel doesn’t eat the sandwiches and asks Beel when he became so food crazy and he says lately he’s been getting more hungry than normal (I like to think that yeah this is Beel unconsciously following MC’s advice to give in to his urges but also Beel and the rest of the brothers unknowingly already starting their fall into being demons as they become more discontent living in the celestial realm during peacetimes). Satan tells Levi to put only thinner layer of butter on the bread and levi does so, Asmo says that there’s something about MC and ‘Sully’ that makes it feel like despite just meeting them that day it feels like they’ve all known each other much longer (I love how Satan just immediately fits into the group dynamics showing that even though he wasn’t there in the beginning he was always meant to be and how both this and last time MC’s just easily accepted like ‘yeah here’s this weird new angel they’re sticking with us now’). Belphie agrees saying he feels like he’s known them forever. Simeon asks MC and ‘Sully Dear’ if they heard that and that it seems like they all share a special bond. Sully dear takes extreme offense to his new nickname. Asmo tells MC and ‘Sully Dear’ that they’ve now been adopted into the family and that any attempt to resist will be futile. MC tells Asmo that it may not be possible. Belphie’s sad. Beels acts like they didn’t say anything and just repeats that they should stay with them. Mammon adds a ‘forever’ onto the end of that and that Lucifer will make it happen cause there’s nothing he can’t do (do you think if Lucifer stayed in the celestial realm he would have just kept on adopting random misfits and oddballs?). Satan’s daddy issues pop up at the mention of Lucifer and he says that even back then Lucifer was pompous with an over inflated ego (something I like about OM! Is how Satan’s deep issues with Lucifer are never resolved after one wacky adventure. They’re deep and old enough that it’ll take a long time to be fixed but progress is being made after each therapy session with Satan even if there’s the occasional regression. It makes it feel much more real). Satan’s annoyed enough about Lucifer that he doesn’t bother lowering his volume so the brothers end up staring at him silently. Probably shouldn’t have dissed Lucifer in front of people who think he’s the best thing ever. Period. Y’know since sliced bread probably hadn’t been invented at the time. Actually when was sliced bread invented? Wait. July 7 1928. Also apparently sliced bread is banned in the US? Is that true? Oh shit okay I actually read through the article and this happened during WWII and the ban was lifted 3 months later. Also it’s implied the saying “the best thing since sliced bread” originated from Americans pushing back against the ban. Look I don’t wanna start discourse about sliced bread but this one lady wrote to the new york times about how she had to slice 22 pieces of bread everyday to feed her family and like yeah I hate cutting bread too but like damn I’m not gonna write to the papers about it, some people are just so goddamned passionate but then again I don’t need to cut 22 slices of bread everyday – maybe I’d be passionate too in her circumstances)

Mammon, Lucifer’s #1 lil lapdog, says he has no idea what sully’s smoking to be talking about ‘back in these days’ but calling Lucifer ‘pompous with an overinflated ego’ is going too far, Satan’s dumbstruck by Mammon’s betrayal because despite everything Mammon’s always been there ready to badmouth Lucifer. Beel says Lucifer’s a good guy who always thinks about them and does what’s best for them (so it’s the same as now except he doesn’t try to hide all that behind 36 layers of assholery). Belphie says he can be easily misunderstood because he’s cold and blunt. Satan comments on everyone up here loving Lucifer (so it’s the same as now except they don’t try to hide it all behind 36 layers of assholery). Asmo asks why they wouldn’t love him when he’s their ‘beautiful, strong big brother’ and that they’re all proud of him (guys Satan’s seconds away from losing his shit and this is the last chapter dbksnkdsjksdnk next lesson the entire Celestial Realm gets reduced to rubble as Satan goes on a rampage rip). Levi says Lucifer looks after him even though he’s totally useless (he says it so casually too I don’t know whether to laugh or cry). Asmo & Belphie says they don’t know how well Sully knows Lucifer but if he knew him properly it’ll be impossible not to love him (honestly that’s true I hated him till we started learning more about him and now he’s my second favourite character! Guess who’s my first, I bet you can’t!). Satan’s absolutely dumbfounded by the suggestion. Simeon agrees with them saying it’s time to mend fences and maybe Satan can take the first step. Satan seems upset, realising that Simeon left him with the brothers in the hopes that they’d get through to him about Lucifer but then he gets pissed demanding if Simeon set up this whole journey to the past thing. Simeon denies it and tells satan to calm his tits. But Satan’s on a role now, asking if he’s doing it for the status, if he gets Satan and Lucifer to work things out he’ll get prestige amongst the angels which honestly makes no sense but anger rarely makes you rational so whatever. He goes on to ask if Simeon hoped he could control Satan, the same way Lucifer does (and hoo boy the issues. I like to imagine MC’s contemplating jumping out the window right about now.) Simeon tries to deny all of this but is cut off by Satan saying that Simeon thinks Satan needs to understand where Lucifer’s coming from and how he’s not so bad but that Satan doesn’t like Simeon telling him what to do and that he can’t believe Simeon created a whole illusion just to get what he wanted. And then he’s screaming about how if Lucifer is so precious to Simeon he should try being “Lucifer’s sweet, obedient little brother” (to be fair the idea of being micromanaged by your father who doesn’t even want to admit to being your father is very shudder inducing). The brothers obviously where no idea what the fuck is going on (MC has created a rope by tying blankets together and is now rappelling down through the window), Levi stutters and asks what Sully’s talking about, Beel asks if he and Lucifer have history, Satan looks shocked and sad for a second before he storms out (probably not a good idea considering what he is, where they are and when they are). Asmo seems upset he left, Mammon seems agitated and wonders wtf his deal was. Simeon says he hadn’t meant to set him off like that and that after all of MC’s therapy sessions Satan would have been more open to talking about everything but that he realises that Satan’s progressing at his own pace. MC knowing their job is never over (climbs back up through the window) offers to go after him. Simeon thanks them and says he feels terrible and will apologise but to spare Simeon’s head being ripped from his shoulders MC really should go smooth things over first. They find Satan in the woods looking sad and ask if he’s okay, he doesn’t reply. They can either hug him or take his hand. Hugging leads to a kiss there’s no choice (whyyyyyyyyyyyyyy let MC hug their friends and give the option to kiss or not instead of them both being to kiss). They sit silently together under the trees, holding hands and looking up at the Celestial Palace and this is the sweetest type of silent understanding that I love. After Satan’s calmed down he says MC can leave and go back to the others now. Just before they can answer they are confronted by Lucifer who asks them who they are and what they’re doing there. And that’s the end :))))))))))))))) Next Lesson’s either gonna be a long ass therapy session or a full out street fight can’t wait

[dragonherder2030]

Smaugust Day 9: Galaxy

I’m leaving tomorrow morning, my sister is going to look over the farm while I’m away. Echo Bel and Kory are coming with me, they can help with transportation and have separation anxiety. Xandra is showing me her camp, she has many followers, I’m going to be the first lizard to join it. That fact will be kept secret from the rest of the “humans” as to not cause hysteria, she has done the same with herself, hiding herself as an amphibian. I’m bringing my journal, I need to be able to write my thoughts

See you soon, Niki~

*we find out who the narrator is 👀. Another first person written segment, hopefully this one won’t be as long XD. Also, if by the end of Smaugust I feel there are some odd unintended plot holes or threads that need to be resolved I’ll make sure to do so. Ik it’s confusing right now, but I will continue right where we left off on the last writing segment for easiness*

Half my tea was gone in under a minute, it was jasmine green from what I tasted and was made very well.

“Please do explain what you mean by non-lizard kind though… Are you talking Amphibious sentience?” I ask, leaning back on the couch I had been placed on.

“No not sentient Amphibians that walk like us, I mean a species on another planet called Humans. They are a scaleless race with no tails, and can grow fur at an alarming rate. They can be dangerous to us, but not all of them. If you join me you can meet them, but many of them do not have the best interests of the dragons in mind.” Her creature tightened itself onto her neck. Has it experienced these “humans” before?

“Does that planet have dragons too? Also how do you, uh, go to another planet? Do you have access to a rocket?”

“No, I have something much better and easier to fuel… but you have to commit before learning of that. Keep your questions to a minimum till I finish explaining please, it will be easier.” Saying with a small hand wave. I nob in agreement.

“The planet is called earth and is very similar to ours. But dragons do not live naturally there, and have been brought there by a lizard who wanted a new environment for sport hunting, and didn’t get them all… They ended up breeding and creating homes for themselves, few and far apart. I used to monitor and catch some of the dragons to bring them back when I could along with my brother. When he passed I couldn’t do it by myself anymore, so I seeked the assistance of other lizards to return the dragons to their natural habitat. Not many believed me, and those who did I knew didn’t have the intentions of the animals in mind. So, I decided to start recruiting humans using my magic-“

“Wait wait wait, you have magic abilities?” I ask, needing to know more about this.

“Yes I possess magic, I’m no lizard, but we don’t need to know about that for now. All you need to know is that I can give objects the ability to transform a human into a lizard or amphibian sentient if worn, that’s what I can do,” Xandra says with a sigh. I speculate what she could be, and remember a legend about the creation of our world, something similar to that happening, where a being gave sentience to all of the lizards, and later some of the amphibians. There was another part of it where they wiped out a different race beforehand but I couldn’t remember it too well.

Xandra continued her explanation, “I chose humans because they would do the best capturing dragons in the human planet, since they are not killed on sight when seen… The humans I choose were specifically selected by my familiar, Davey here,” She pointed to the amphibian around her neck, it seemed to smile in admiration of its role.

“They are small enough to avoid detection from the humans, and not popular enough to be sought out, and they are very fast. Easily able to escape a human. I’ve gotten quite the following from animal lovers around earth, and luckily most of them speak English or know sign language, Davey doesn’t go far from our camp.”

“What do you guys Uh, do? Do you go to the human world and just, catch the dragons? And why don’t you just tell the humans that the dragons are an invasive species and, I guess take them back?” I ask, confused what I would actually be doing and why the humans are a problem.

Xandra’s calm demeanor shifted, and her eyebrows furrowed, “Most humans want the dragons, but I know they aren’t safe there. They would be hunted for sport and put in cages. I’ve watched them for thousands of years, they will never accept the dragons as any more then a fantasy creature for decoration. And for some reason now there are more being found, species that weren’t brought to earth from that initial leak. There’s another source, someone from this planet that has access to Earth and is exploiting it to bring dragons there. You can help me find them, and allow me to have more allies on this side. Plus the place I’m keeping the dragons isn’t safe anymore, I need somewhere here I can put them with someone to take care of them.” Her voice had raised slightly, this is a subject she is angry about. She must have witness terrible things. I think it’s an amazing idea, I have the whole farm I could keep the dragons. Acres of land I’m not using right now could be put to this. I didn’t care if she was legit or not, I believed her.

“Ok, I’m convinced… I want to help. I have a farm that can serve as a holding place for the dragons until we can bring them to their rightful places,” I say, trying to hide the excitement in my voice. She smiles at me, looking satisfied.

“My camp, it is all humans, they do not know of our reptilian existence, to them they are the last of the reptile kind. So to them, your just another new human recruit. That means,” Xandra gets up, walking towards the closet I had noticed before, “that means that you have to pick out an accessory to simulate the effect of you being a fake lizard.”

I stand up and walk to the closet as well. Xandra escapes into the inside of it, I follow closely. The inside wasn’t meant to hold more then one person, but it wasn’t uncomfortable. Along the walls is an array of shirts, jackets, pants, hats, bracelets, necklaces, etc. in every color imaginable.

“Take your pick, it doesn’t matter what it is, other then u will need to be able to wear it for long amounts of time,” she says, picking up a hat and dusting it off, then hanging it back up.

I look around the room, spinning in place, then think of something, “Do you have a piece? How do you hide that your not a lizard?”

She thinks for moment, “Davey helps me with that too, as you know they are my familiar, and they aren’t just any normal dragon either. They become a wonderful necklace whenever I need them to. And when I wear that, I become what they would be if they were a sentient Amphibian,” she explained to me. So far she has shown me no proof of the magic she claims to have, and this seems like a simple test. Even if I was all for the cause, no reason not to speculate.

“Could u show me?”

“Of course,” Xandra said, glancing at Davey. The creature climbed to the front of her neck, then sitting still right there for a few seconds. I await the transformation. Then, they stiffen and fall loose, a small chain connecting to their mouth and tail holding them onto Xandra’s neck. Her body poofs into one of an sentient Olm, her body much longer then previously. I stare up at her in awe, it all must be true.

“Wow…” I say, stunned by the display. She smiles down at me and quickly exits the closet, since she had taken up most the room.

“I need to show u our transportation tomorrow, since it is getting late. You will be seeing the camp, and meeting the members. You may stay for a couple of days to get familiar with them,” she says, looking out the window. I understand her reasoning, my sister can watch over the farm while I’m gone, I’ll be returning there soon with suitable dragons.

I return to looking at the room and behind a puffy jacket is a bronze glimmer. I walk towards it and grab it, it’s a tail ring. A dragon spiraling around a few times. And it’s adjustable, I try it on, tightening it to my liking. I decide it would be to heavy to stay on, and I don’t really like these kinds of jewelry. Placing it back in it’s spot, I try on a few other things, including a puffy jacket(after taking my shoulder armor off), a muzzle, and a necklace with an odd diamond like pendant on it. Then another thing caught my eye, a blue bandana with a cool looking pattern on it. I tie it around my neck, I think this one will work very well.

Exiting the room I look around for Xandra, spotting her on the couch reading a book. Davey was wrapped around her wrist and she was back in her original state.

“I have chosen this bandana!” I announce, walking towards her. She looks up from her reading and smiles brightly.

“Oh wonderful sweet pea, I only ask one more question of you before you go home to rest up for tomorrow,” she says, putting her book down.

“What’s that?” I ask, holding my shoulder armor tightly.

“What’s your name?”

“Oh- oh yeah you don’t know me very well yet. I’m Niki,” I say with a smile. She smiles back at me.

“Thank you hun. One more thing though, if you have any drakes I would recommend you bring them with you, they would help with the travel aspect. Tomorrow won’t be a walk in the park,” she says, picking her book back up. I nod, looking to my left and realizing the door is right next to the couch. I mentally scorn myself for not realizing this sooner, and exit the house. I know these woods, and have seen this cottage before. It looks worn down on the outside, abandoned… but making my way home is easy. It was evening by the time I made it back.

I call my sister, “Hi Bryn, I need you to watch the farm for a few days.”

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This was fun, writing wasn’t the best, I was kinda zoned out while writing it lol. My main focus was to explain stuff and set up character motivations, sorry if it’s a bit messy, and like, long dang.

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FEH - Finally got the first merge on Hoshidan Summer Micaiah + appreciation post

With [Hall of Forms] now finished and all the rewards obtained, I can now rest at ease forgetting it, so I went to [Forging Bonds] and just got the last [Divine Codes: Ephemera 8] to give Micaiah her well earned merge, and here it is, her RES bane is no more.

While I don't see her often in [AR-D], I've come to understand why she's a good option here: she fills a very unique niche as a refresher with min-maxed attack and resistance that deals effective damage on armored and cavalry units, she aged really well as a unit despite her having one of the lowest BST values of her class but her refine will eventually come out and make her outstanding, I'll wait for it before I invest too much in her.

Anyway, this is not what I appreciate Micaiah, so I'll tell you a little story below and sum up my reasons, there'll be minor spoiler warnings and it's a tad too extensive but I hope you'll find it an interesting read if you do look on it.

I've known about her ever since I started to play Fire Emblem: Radiant Dawn after I got my black Wii back in 2015 for my birthday and unlocked it to sideload USB games some time after, but it took me a little to feel like trying it and get it running, I used to be a guy that just trained whoever seemed likeable enough from looks so that I could get on, not as attentive with the plot of every game I play as I am now, but I've started to change that around the time I've started Final Fantasy VIII on the second half of 2019, a game that was truly legendary and emotional Imo.

This is more or less how I've come to known her, but I want to share what sparked interest on me for her:

It took me exactly two weeks to realize I wanted her so badly, it helped that when Lilina was announced, I'd need a [Feh Pass] subscription for just this month, and I got it with help from a friend, to date, I'm still grateful to that user for the support and for us to continue upholding a strong bond.

In any case, when the time came, I realized how charming this skin was, it's one of the best we've gotten, the Hel thematic looks wonderful on her (what a delightful blend of colors and precise styling by Sachie, same person that made the art for Legendary Julia and Sara, yes, more favs 💜) and the art is overall just too good but the best piece out of the four is the normal one I think, and I'll explain why while covering my favorite part of character talking: personality.

Micaiah is a kind and caring girl towards those she holds dear, specially the people of the country she eventually leads as a queen: Daein, located in the Tellius continent.

«I don't really like crowds. Sometimes, I sneak off to the forest to catch a break. I'm guessing the guiding hand of this army might need a break, too!»

— Micaiah: Priestess of Dawn, Fire Emblem Heroes.

She also has a bit of a bitter side but that's not how she normally comes off, yet, this doesn't come out without a reason, she was born a Branded (a human born from a human and laguz unity that end up getting a special power and an irremovable brand somewhere in their body, highly discriminated in Tellius), she had to hide her brand to anyone but her closest friends like Sothe so that she's not mistreated.

She's highly capable of selflessness, symbolized through that power she's gotten: [Sacrifice], it heals the target's wounds at the cost of her life force, she can recover just fine, but it exhausts her in return. This has allowed her to heal without staves and get the recognition from her people in Daein, like when she was first fleeing Begnion forces in Nevassa (capital city of Daein) while repelling bandit attacks, the citizens blocked the path when Micaiah and the Dawn Brigade (it's a group she leads to liberate her country) flee, but before she could escape, she sensed danger, and spotted a young guy being hurt from an arrow a Begnion soldier shot to a child named Nico, who would remember Micaiah's act of kindness for nursing him back to health almost instantly.

There were some times in which Micaiah also had to make really tough decisions, for example: Ike's army was tasked by Apostle Sanaki of Begnion to escort her to her country as they were trying to uncover the vile senate's acts, they had to pass through Daein territory, but because of a [Blood Pact] (a contract that enforces its signer's obedience to avoid a greater catastrophe) that Pelleas (that's the former king of Daein's son) signed under the false pretention that was a peace treaty the senate proposed. Micaiah had to hinder Ike's army advancement to see if she can trick the Begnion senate so she sent her soldiers to fight for that... she wanted to give time to Pelleas so that he could find a way to remove the effects from the [Blood Pact], as they couldn't just be removed normally. She had to make those sacrifices all because of a contract, and she couldn't even just tell Ike that she was forced to follow orders, the attacks from Daein forces didn't make much sense to him naturally. It was her people or her soldiers, so she had to make such decisions that tested her willpower, yet she's strong at heart and carried out with the orders she was given.

In Fire Emblem Heroes, she doesn't talk much about those events, but that's because she wishes to be free from the chains of past days, even if for a moment, she shows a friendly personality towards the Summoner and still being herself. She became queen of Daein and led her people to an age of prosperity, welcoming both laguz and human alike.

Now, all this and more things you'd learn as you play Fire Emblem: Radiant Dawn (or may remember from your playthroughs) show how strongly developed and compelling she is as a character, there's a lot going in her life and she lived many difficult moments, yet she got through and grew into a kind and strong-willed woman, she truly impressed me, and I think she's truly pretty, like, I mean:

(Artwork from Fire Emblem: Radiant Dawn Memorial Book Tellius Recollection: The Second Volume)

I won't deny that the Resplendent skin is magnificent and gave me the last push-up to play her home game after a long time and learn more about her, but I could see what kind of character she is and what makes her truly special... true, she's not my "best girl" (see PFP) but I still hold her dear as if she was almost high up there. And it's said that "nothing beats the original", so I certainly love her original design.

Here's a little showcase of the other two variants of her I have, I'm missing only her Bridal alt and the possible Legendary one coming later in this month, but here are them:

I love all her official art and how it manages to bring out her friendliness and tender side.

I'm so glad that so far, I've lucked out well with her IVs save her Hoshidan Summer alt, and she appeared randomly when pulling for others most of the time, so it's great to have her now, even as-is.

Her Brave variant from 2019 should be getting a refine next month or any time for the remainder of 2021, I know it'll be good but I would already love to know what it'll do before I give her anything else.

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And here ends my appreciation post and optional read, if you've made it this far, thank you so much for reading, it means a lot to me if you've come to enjoy it.