#loreposts? idk

[ask-or-dare-the-fakes]

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[kingbeeleth]

galatea + cuperosa design ideas…? not final + kind of lazy sorry

cuperosa was the name beeleth went by as an angel; galatea and cuperosa were created as counterparts to each other and both represented various aspects of love (as well as the weather and the ocean i think?). they were rarely seen away from each other, which made galatea’s death at cuperosa’s hands especially shocking.

galatea represented calm seas, gentle rain, and what id consider to be unconditional, constant love. they were a messenger who delivered messages to other angels, and for a very brief period, to humans as well.

cuperosa represented violent storms at sea, strong winds, lightning, and what id consider to be intense, impulsive love. he became far more well-known for his electric archery after becoming a demon.

they are also both connected to winter and spring to Me. i don’t have a proper explanation for that tho :þ

[brainclouded]

Showing Lorenzo the drawings I do or him to give him body dysmorphia

[inkwell-intermission]

Who drives and who gets shotgun?

I'll try to keep this kinda brief probably but it's divided up by group for the most part. Midnight Crew: Slick or Boxcars drives, usually Slick because he can fit into the driver's seat more often. It's not like Droog can't drive, but he's a little too lax and doesn't take any risks. He can't drive in a high stakes getaway or important situation- He kind of enjoys setting off other drivers. Slick's a good driver but he's got road rage. Boxcars is a good driver but he can't always fit in the driver's seat- he's the best driver, cars just don't always fit him. Deuce does not drive because He cannot usually reach the pedals and he is easily distracted and has a habit of hitting things like mailboxes or curbs or pedestrians. Droog or Deuce usually get passenger seat if Slick is driving. There isn't usually enough room for Boxcars in the passenger's seat anyway, but Slick usually picks Droog over Deuce for shotgun, and Boxcars will pick any of the three depending on the circumstance. For the most part though, Deuce and Droog like shotgun when Boxcars drives. Both Boxcars and Slick are backseat drivers. When traveling solo, somwhat rare, Deuce takes public transport. The buses wish they had metal detectors but they do not and it has cost them at least one bus. Team Sleuth: Ace Dick or Sleuth drive. Pickle Inspector is too anxious and dissociates too much to drive reliably when they're in a proper car. Ace has the nicer car, so they usually take that, but he won't let anyone else drive it, and Sleuth almost always sits shotgun if anyone does. Sometimes Ace's minigun sits shotgun instead. When Sleuth drives there's usually no one in passenger seat. Pickle inspector drives if it's a little light blue moped held together with hopes and dreams and tape and he wears a little helmet for it with his tiny hat on top of it that he never loses somehow. He cannot be trusted to operate heavy machinery . He can drive imaginary cars though. The Felt: There is a lot of them so this one's tough. Some of the felt are allowed to drive, but not all of them are, and some of them are not allowed to drive or ride shotgun. Good at/allowed to drive: Crowbar, Quarters, Trace/Fin, Matchsticks. not allowed to drive: Itchy, Eggs/Biscuits, Cans, Doze, Die. doesn't drive: Stitch, Sawbuck, Clover (requires pedal extensions which can be costly time-wise), Snowman. Not allowed to sit shotgun: Cans (too tall and wide to fit), Doze (too slow in a pinch), Die (too scared), Eggs (duplication risk in front of car is too big), Itchy (unless Crowbar is driving b/c he's too disruptive), Sawbuck (if injured the most useful pair of hands will disappear if not the entire vehicle and everyone inside it).

Best ones to sit shotgun: Trace, Fin, Clover, Quarters. Itchy is allowed to sit up front if its a full bench but only if Clover is in the way of him and the driver.

[nuttygutz]

I’m new here can I just get a basic idea of your au

ofc!! Beyond the Veil is essentially the story of the Pantheon of gods sent awry by the god of Death, and now thanks to him, everything is fucked up- from a curse of death over the town, to the damnation of the gods of Order and Life. hundreds of years later, a certain yellow rabbit decides to set out on a journey to fix the world and the evils that have risen since the collapse of order... little does he know the suffering all have endured at the hands of a new order, and soon, he'll quickly learn what it's like to be in that torture himself.

[dailydose-of-kazemaru]

Kazemin #74 ★*⁠.⁠✧

Today's Kazemin is shocked by America versus Russia's match!

[ioescapism]

been a while, sorry.

have an infodump

[wizardships]

waaah i want to talk about my ships but i don't know what to say

[greet-the-bloodless-dawn]

logically, the Bhaalist rural temple-abbeys (fortresses) must have been self-sufficient, or at least close to it, in terms of food, garments, tools etc. if they're remote and hidden, there just can't be too much trade going on, even if we assume they bring in enough gold through assassinations to fund purchases. this means there's production of these things going on there.

there were deathstalker beekeepers. deathstalker vegetable gardens. deathstalker textile production??

[finalgirlminamurray]

my tag for my gender-swapped tcm au on here is (will be) "the sawyer sisters", because it's simple and easy to put on everything related to it, and my name for the collection of fics related to it on ao3 is "don't question the virtue names" because i felt the need to address my odd choice of naming theme for them in a way that probably draws more attention to it than anything

but if i really wanted to be clever and slightly esoteric while expressing my vision for this 'verse, my tag for it would be something like "cannibal Little Women"

[untitled-vitamin]

Reading today's paper, you realize that the storm has truly hit the city as Melody said it would.

With Aria and Akio still busy with their stuff, Melody doing who knows what, your only other choice is to wait for Suisei to investigate this mess together.

Just then, your phone rang. Noticing it's from Melody, you pick it up immediately, just in case she'll be mad you picked up late.

"Yo, Imari. I know you heard about the news with the Honami pharmacy. It's a huge mess, isn't it? I wasn't expecting their Honami to go missing too."

You remember Aria telling you that Suisei is super concerned with the wellbeing of the people there.

"Does Suisei know?"

"Who knows. I'll ask later, after she reads my message about my visit to the now closed torture art gallery."

"Torture art gallery? That's a thing here?"

"Was a thing till I trashed the place. I'll spare you the details, but most of their art on display sucks. My master does so much better work with the Sakis they find. One piece on display, however, intrigues me."

Curiosity takes hold of you, prompting you to inquire more.

"What is this piece?"

"A wingless angel, put up on display. Had I not seen the area where the angel wings used to be, I would have dismissed it as them attempting to lie to me.

It is not the piece itself that intrigues me, but rather the mystery of where the wings went. From the description of the piece, it says this angel was killed because she was found out to be a spy.

Now, what was her mission? Was it to spy on that research lab Hisono is at that you guys have been trying to find for some time? Was it to spy on some shady organizations in the city? Was it to spy on a pharmacy? I have no idea and I'm sure you don't either, but if I manage to find out where the wings ended up, I might be able figure out who killed her, thus finding out what was her mission."

"Are you going to rope me into your investigation?" You ask, worried about your safety.

"No, because your girlfriend and Suisei will be furious if I were to bring you along to investigate something personal to me."

"That's reassuring to hear."

"I'll call you back if I find something."

And with that, she hung up, leaving you alone to your thoughts.

Man, this city really is fucked up.

Suisei, I hope you're taking the news about that pharmacy well.

[jils-things]

NEW COLOR PALLET TRIO INFODUMP AAUGH‼️‼️(art by nero mwamwa)

OKAY im genuinely gonna take huge insp off the movie because it just matches so well and it bridges missing concepts i needed for their lore AUGH OKAY so

• i'm reclaiming the idea that red gave jaide a torchic and named it chuy (it was named kaia but its CHUY NOW!!!) while i unfortunately cannot answer how did red acquire a torchic it's totally meant for her (maybe through trading with a hoenn local that happened to be in kanto at the time)

• before jaide left for johto, red and blue invited her to the safari zone in fuchsia city because they miss her and they want her to experience what it's like to catch pkmn (despite the pikachu incident that occured before) this allowed jaide to discover her talent - she's really good at catching pkmn, even better than both boys combined.

• so when she was prepared to leave kanto, she would at least have this newfound passion to try to capture, and her target is the johtonian pkmn. she's thankful they helped her find something special about herself. her parting words was hoping that she'd meet them and they'd become fully fledged trainers they aim to be

• skipping past the gen 3 to gen 6 events, we land on the gen 7 timeline, they're all adults now. blue is viridian city's gym leader,

jaide is professor oak and elm's designated professional catcher,

and red is the mysterious living legend and champion who later opened up to the public again thanks to blue.

• meanwhile - thanks to kukui, alola has been creating their own championship league which meant that it's still new. i like to think that the battle tree was also created at the same time and he needed "bosses" to facilitate the battle tree.

• kukui invites red and blue to become the battle tree bosses, to which red and blue agrees with. it's gonna have some sort of grand opening and this brings attention to people from the other regions to want to visit alola. i like to think bringing blue and red was a celebrity bait in some way, especially for red who's popular despite not showing his face around.

• at that same time, professor oak has a new job for jaide which was to capture all alolan regional forms of certain pkmn - she was given the funds to help her go travel to alola. blue would know about this and he tells her to come visit the battle tree because he and red will be there as well. (AHEM AHEM LIKE HOW MANOLO IS GONNA HAVE HIS FIRST BULLFIGHT AND IT COINCIDES WITH THE DAY MARIA RETURNS FROM SPAIN AND AND AND--

• ahem anyways, blue is very excited about this! because red and jaide havent exactly met up with each other properly (they were only able to say hi to each other through blue's contacts since blue and jaide consistently talking to each other throughout the years) (just imagine a funny zoom call where red and blue are in the same room and jaide is on the other side)

• red's ... quite nervous and excited about this! he's still getting used to the public attention and usually loses his mojo when he's being watched, and it's double the pressure when she's around. he can only pray he'll do fine at the battle tree if she's gonna watch him.

• a fun cameo happens with elio/selene where they solo red in the battle tree and blue watches them - jaide eventually appears as well to watch and they're both cheering for red 🫶

• red almost lost that round because jaide showed up and he kept taking chances to look at her

• after the grand opening, they were officially reunited and it felt so good to meet each other again. well, blue with jaide and red felt like nothing since he was simultaneously in contact with them. he's like the messenger between the apples 😔😔

• i like to think red really has never fallen off of liking jaide since he was a kid but it only got stronger when they meet again and it's like an old book had been dusted clean and ready to be opened

• and appleshipping pre romance begins shortly after wehehehhe

[kingbeeleth]

redesigned cc because i never draw him + i need to make him relevant in newer oc lore

he is a cyborg who works for bunjeecorp as a greeter and maintenance man! he never gets any time off, which means he never gets to see his non-cyborg / non-bunjeecorp friends anymore. highly unfortunate to put it lightly

additional art and info under the cut

this design is kind of similar to his previous design, but i made him look more like a bunjee. there are a lot of reasons for that *refuses to elaborate*

as was the case with his previous design, everything below his chin is mechanical (at least externally). you can barely even call his head organic though. almost everything in/on him has been replaced.

his ear-like antennae are usually bent, but will shoot straight up if he receives new messages or commands from bunjeecorp. the whiskers on them help him receive these better. it's entirely possible to remotely control him with the use of certain devices or machines, but this is almost entirely unnecessary; cc is not nearly important enough or powerful enough to the company to warrant this.

his tail is actually an electric plug that he can use to charge himself, and it extends much further than you would expect -- however, as cc has found, it doesn't nearly cover as much space as he needs to work while charging, and it's a tripping hazard at such lengths.

his body is sleekly shaped kind of like canta's current body, which makes me wonder when exactly the cyborg trials happened in relation to the production of etude and canta. i really need to figure out a proper timeline for bunjeecorp/hydra lore.

i think that his biggest job is to maintain pollyanna, who has taken on a role similar to eve-02 from one of my older stories. do not ask me about what this entails. i haven't done much work on polly yet

[windtraces]

ok so like. obviously so far every archon has really disliked celestia as far as we can all tell, with like 3 being pretty brazenly defiant. i feel confident saying that none of them are actually on celestia's side and are just. trying to keep their people safe while they break away. because as we VERY well know celestia is willing to punish an entire nation for the "sins" of its god.

BUT we get like. a LOT of context about phanes from neuvillette's vision story: "Severely wounded in the great war of vengeance, the usurper had their functions ruined, and could no longer use their absolute authority to suppress the original order of this world. To continue to subdue and control the resentments and loathing of the world, the usurper and one who came after created the Gnoses together."

i had assumed that phanes/the shining shades were enemies of the second who came (celestia) but apparently not so? which puts venti in a VERY interesting position with istaroth.

then there's the line "So it came to be that an order was made to be upheld, and thus did humans come to only possess these seven remembrances, and all fragments of the primordial were driven to devour each other." so like. i guess the shining shades of the primordial one ate each other.

it's weird that the word primordial is used to refer both to phanes and to the dragons, but it is in different contexts. the same thing happens with usurper- phanes is the primordial one who conquered the dragon sovereigns, then celestia is the second who came/the usurper. but to neuvillette, phanes is a usurper, the archons are usurpers, and either celestia or phanes is the usurper-king. it's reminding me of the whole. narzissenkruz storyline with anna or whatever, where it's repeatedly pointed out that the "knight" in one story is the "dragon" in another story. confusing to keep track of but SO GOOD FOR POINTING OUT THE DIFFERENT SIDES TO EVERYTHING.

i swear to god hyv is leaving shitty little breadcrumb trails of phanes lore it's driving me INSANE. were the shades betrayed by celestia? is that why knowledge of phanes and the shades is a sin worth drowning a nation over?

[crimson-catalyst]

wrote my july 2022 neph prompt, "meaningful belongings" featuring Darius and @synoicus' Kira!!!!! enjoy im very proud of this one!

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"Hey, I've been meaning to ask you," one of the designers for this season's show wanders up to Darius' station, "where did you get your jacket? Is it custom? I love it."

"I-" Darius fights back the initial panic that surged when they gestured at his shoulders, trying to steady his voice to respond properly…

--

His phone rang, startling Darius from his reverie of staring blankly at whatever was on TV. Grasping blindly for his phone, he fumbled with the screen, eventually successfully swiping the ‘answer’ badge.

"H-"

"DUDE," Darius tipped the phone away from his ear as Kira's enthusiasm blew out the mic on her own.

"there's this TOTALLY SICK BAND THROWDOWN tonight at that club up on thirty-second!!!! Cold Brewing Storm and Zap Attack'll be there!!!! You're coming right??? Wanna ride together with me?? Toby said 'no' like a WEENIE cos he 'wants to get sleep tonight' or whatever."

"I…" Darius hesitated in the opening Kira finally afforded him. He'd have loved to. Of course he would've. But…

"I can't. sorry," he mumbled, pathetically. It felt bad. He could feel Kira's confusion in the silence.

"...that's the third time this week, dude." her voice was markedly softer, concern plain as day across the line, "You've been real down all of a sudden. Did something happen?"

"No."

Kira’s response was simply a contemplative pause, but of course that didn’t last for long.

"I'm coming over."

"Kira no yo-"

The call ended with a click and Darius snarled at the air as he lowered the phone from ear range. He furiously texted her instead: kira, dont. go to the show itll be great. kira. kira!!!! kira im fine!

She didn't deign to so much as leave him a read receipt. S'pose he should've known better; when Kira's mind was made up, there was little chance of stopping her. He sighed angrily, tugging at the unfamiliar t-shirt tight around his neck. He'd just have to stomach chatting with her long enough til she was satisfied and went home. At least she was easy to distract.

Ears flat back, annoyed with himself for even thinking this way about Kira, of all nephs, he shook himself to his feet and surveyed his immediate surroundings. It was pretty clear he’d had little energy to do much other than lay around on the couch feeling sorry for himself. He'd have to clean up at least a bit or she'd never believe his claims.

There was a knock on the door just as Darius put the last dry dish back in the cabinet. Flinging the towel across the back of a chair and slapping the trash shut - he'd have to take it out another time - he scampered to the door before Kira took his dallying as her cue to make more noise than the neighbors would appreciate.

He opened it just a crack, peering into the hall. "Kira I'm-"

"I BROUGHT SOUP," she barged the rest of the way past the door, past Darius, and into his apartment. "ITS GETTING COLD COME GET SOME!"

"Kira!" he helplessly trailed after her, the door falling lamely shut in her wake. "I'm okay this isn't necessary!"

"Nonsense," she yelled from the kitchen, her big, tinfoil-covered pot clanging onto the stovetop. "Where are your spoons?"

"In there -" he pointed reflexively before he realized he was enabling her, "but for real; you're gonna miss out on the show! You LOVE Zap Attack!"

"And Zap Attack," Kira muttered as she rustled around in his drawer, "PALES in comparison to how much I love my HOMIES!" she declared, brandishing a ladle. "So THERE."

Darius rolled his eyes, "please, I'm fine."

"I may love you but, full offense, you look like you rolled out of bed and right back into it a few days in a row, bud."

He grimaced. She wasn't wrong.

"And you're wearing a shirt. There's no way you're fine," she jabbed him playfully with the ladle. "ya nudist."

"It's! Comfy," he lied.

“Sure.” Kira rolled her eyes in return, turning back to the stove and tearing the foil off her soup to give it a stir. The little flames of the gas stove flickered tauntingly underneath the pot’s copper base and Darius felt queasy.

“You don’t have to tell me exactly what’s going on, man, but I know you; you’re stronger than this. You can own up to it when you’re having a rough time.” She drew the ladle back out of the pot, tipping her glasses to her forehead so they wouldn’t steam up as she sampled the soup. “Oh, good, it’s still toasty.”

Darius could practically feel his frustration building. “I’m an adult, Kira, I can handle it myself.”

“oh-HOH!” Kira whirled around and pointed at him again with the now-wet ladle, much to Darius’ chagrin. “So you ADMIT you’re feeling it!”

“I-” his cheeks burned and he grit his teeth, desperately trying to keep his boiling emotions in and incriminating himself in the same silence.

“Darius,” her voice soft again, Kira stepped down from the stove and closer to him. “I can’t help you if you aren’t willing to let me.”

"I"m FINE," he snapped, growling deep in his throat, but his mane prickled and crawled and he knew his game was up as a burst of flame crackled through his t-shirt.

Kira's ears flattened and she recoiled at the sudden heat. Upon opening her eyes again Darius had completely deflated, head in his hands beneath sagging shoulders and tail limp on the ground as fire leaped from his fur.

"Clearly," she remarked, insatiable need for snark getting the better of her.

"What happened?" she added more gently, "you can talk to me about it."

"I can't," Darius groaned, finally lifting his head and fixing her with a baleful stare through lidded eyes.

She poked him with the ladle, making a wet stain on the rags of his shirt. "Sure you can, this is a no-judgement zone."

He dragged his paws down his face. "No, Kira, its under NDA I actually can't."

"You got cursed on air-"

"mrmgmh NO I JUST--" Darius flailed wildly before freezing mid-gesture, and took a deep breath.

"I-" he looked around, strained, picking his words carefully "I… misused my magic."

"It wasn't during shooting and I don't think anyone knows it was me but I. It'll…" he growled in ‘legal bullshit’ frustration, "...it'll affect the season."

"Darius…"

"I KNOW. I know," he moaned, "I fucked up! It's a miracle I haven't been fired and it's only a matter of time before they find out. It's constant, Kira; the smoke, I- I had to take the batteries out of the alarm. And it smells like campfire in here, I'll never get it out-" he paused for breath, his thoughts finally gushing out in a panicked stream, and Kira padded around to sit beside him on the tile floor.

"And I'm-" the word caught in his throat, "I'm cursed. It's not like it'll go away; everyone - everyone - will know forever that I did it. That I-” his voice petered out into a whine, and he looked up at the badly-stuccoed ceiling, willing the tears he felt welling in his eyes to drain away.

Kira sighed. She knew he hailed from a conservative Nephfeist hometown, but this doom-and-gloom was so uncharacteristic for her normally overconfident friend that it was throwing her a bit off her groove.

“I know it must feel like it but it’s not gonna be the end of the world, dude.” she poked her own nubby sea-devil horns. “Mine’s a little different, but speaking from experience, I promise it won’t change you. Sure some assholes are gonna look at you funny but that’s their problem; and it’s their problem with spinx, not you, and they don’t deserve your time if they’re gonna be like that.”

“Gods,” he grimaced, “I can’t even stomach the idea of the looks I’ll get.”

“...and so you haven’t left your apartment all week?”

Darius glowered at her.

“I’d call you a weenie too but like… I get it, man. It’s not something you can overpower in your brain in just a day.” She patted his fluffy chest in lieu of his still-flaming shoulders. “I know you’ve got it in you but maybe let’s start simple today.”

Kira got to her feet and walked over to the chair she had draped her jacket across, the dishtowel underneath slipping down to the seat as she lifted it off.

“There’s no way this’ll fit you,” she remarked as she brought it back to the much larger Darius, “but if being seen is the problem-”

Darius winced as she threw it over the scraps of his unquestionably ruined t-shirt, waiting for the flames to blister through the leather - but instead to his relief felt them finally die back to smoke underneath. Kira bumped his chin up with a claw and drew the collar tight in front of him, letting the far-too-small sleeves hang limp over his sides.

“There,” she declared, triumphant. “Maybe it’s only a bandaid for now, but bandaids are the first step to healing: No smoke. No weird looks. No guilt.”

“Definitely some guilt,” Darius almost managed a smirk.

“Okay, fine, some guilt, but private guilt,” Kira’s eyes glittered happily hearing the smile in his voice again. “Baby steps.”

“...thanks, Kira,” Darius finally acquiesced, “sorry I couldn’t- didn’t say anything. It’s… a lot.”

A huge, goofy grin broke across Kira's face. “It’s okay, dude. That’s what friends are for, to force you into letting em care about you.” She put her arm around his back comfortingly, tugging again on the jacket collar with her other paw. “I’ll bring you a real one tomorrow, okay? But first: SOUP.”

--

Darius shook his head quickly to clear it, masking it as a part of conversation.

“Sorry, it was a gift from a friend,” he shrugs with his paws. “I’m not sure where she got it.”

“Drat,” the centicorn designer smiles good-naturedly despite their disappointment. “I’d have loved to see more of the line. Patterning tailored shoulders on spinx is a feat but that jacket looks great on you.”

“Well, thanks,” he smiles back unbidden, tugging on the lapels, and adds with a snicker, “It'd better, this one means a lot to me.”

[mimikinyuu]

How does that everything belief stuff interact with those on this platform?

its a very loose belief tbh, an acknowledgment i guess is the better term. the most worship i do is leaving offerings for tapu bulu since thats the guardian deity for the island i live on