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[arcadia-of-pluto]

Inertia; One

Pairing(s); LADS Caleb x non-mc reader

Word count; 1,616

Themes; angst (like let me tell you what — ), there will be child abuse (this is Ever we're talking about, so you know, child experiments and all that), eventual smut (way later, they're babies right now)

Notes; Hey guys! Decided to soft drop a drabble series today too as well 👀 I thought I might as well post it, yk? Anyway, if you're not up to date on all the lore bits, the og mc was called Unicorn during her time at Gaia (a research institute under Ever) and Josephine's Team was called Unicorn as well. Caleb didn't have a team name from what I remember so I decided to use Hydra for his and Chimera for yours. I think it fits the mythical creature vibes.

Also, the original mc will be named, because I don't like calling her "mc" in stories, okay? Her name will be Lia-hua, which is Chinese for lotus flower (a flower symbolizing reborth), or Lia for short — sorry if your name is Lia.

Since this is a drabble series, these chapters will be pretty short and to the point!

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Summary; “You can remember your time at the Gaia Research Center like it was yesterday. The anxiety and panic-inducing memories flood through your brain like a glass overflowing with water. You’re not sure you’ll ever get over the trauma inflicted on you by the place. Not even sure if you want to.” 

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The day your mother willingly gave you up for experimentation at the Gaia Research Center. The story of how you became Donor 001.

...You can still remember the day you met Caleb. It was rather difficult to forget, after all. Being trapped inside that dark and dreary hell that was the Gaia Research Center. You weren't the first child put in these twisted experiments and you definitely weren't the last.

 

The first would have to go to her…Unicorn. Even though you never met her until later, you would have to be blind as to not notice how much the Unicorns Team doted on her – well, doted is…it's not the correct word per say. You could still hear her screams. Those tortured, agonizing screams that echoed through the halls on her experimentation days. She was the first experiment, Subject 001.

The first of many children that were either kidnapped, adopted, or donated into this life. Into this hell on Earth. And you?

You were Donor 001. Her perfect match in a sense, both firsts of your name. Except you were donated and she was…well, you’re not sure how the researchers got their hands on her, but they did nonetheless. The fact that you were donated never set right with you and yet, your biggest problem wasn’t the fact that you were donated…No. It was the fact that your mother was the lead researcher of the Chimera Team and why is that important?

It’s because the Chimera Team was the one responsible for your experiments.

Your mother, your egg-donor, was the one leading these malicious experiments against you, all for the sake of research. 

The Gaia Center wasn't too kind to children like you, like Caleb, like Unicorn. No, you all were considered the ‘gifted ones’. The children with the most ‘potential’. The ones with the capabilities to be more, to do more, to grow stronger.

Unlike the other children, your Evol was considered to be on the lower end of the spectrum.

When you were first donated to the Gaia Center, your Evol was a Level B. Not the lowest, but could definitely be higher compared to Caleb’s A and Unicorn’s Undetermined, but the Chimera Team planned on changing that.

Your Evol is, what the researchers consider, a hybrid — a Chimera, if you will. It could be classified as Psychic or Elemental depending on how you looked at it. But currently, it was a Level B Evol called “Metal Manipulation”. You could only use it to crush small metallic objects, use telekinesis on them, stop bullets (which you succeeded in with a lot of trial and error), amongst other things and, yet, it wasn’t good enough for the researchers.

But before we get into that, let’s start from the beginning of your plight.

“Here she is. Now, promote me.”

You were only nine-years old currently, but you could tell something was off with your mother. This was the first time you had seen her since your father passed away a few years ago and the first thing she did after seeing you, was take you in to her place of work. Dragging you by your arm through the frigid, blindly white hallways and into a dark room with a plush black carpet. A large, rounded desk was in the center of the room with a big, rather comfortable looking chair. You couldn’t see the other person in the chair, but you could assume it was her boss. Especially if she was asking for a promotion.

With your arm clasped in your mother’s tight grip, her nails digging into the skin of your wrist, you look up at her to catch a glimpse of her face. You had been so desperate to see her over the years, but now you’re regretting your previous emotions. Why did she take you here? Why was she so angry and cold? Did you do something wrong?

“Promote you?” You flinch as a harsh voice splits through the silence in the room, then a cackle leaves the man. “Alright, sure. Will a head researcher position suffice?”

“Anything is better than sitting behind a desk.” She shrugs. It seems she has no fear talking back to her supervisors. “I’ll be looking forward to your strides in research, Chimera Team leader.” You hear the chair creak as the man spins around in it to face you and your mother, “Your subject will be Donor 001.” His gaze lands on you as he speaks, “Would you like to change your mind now?”   

It seems as if he was giving her a chance to back out but, in reality, he was seeing just how far she was willing to go for the Gaia Research Center — for Ever.

“Of course not. I’ll come back with good news soon. The Chimera Team will provide the best of results for Gaia.” Your mother nods her head, her nails digging deeper into your skin and you try to hold back a wince as you feel something dripping down your arm. Blood? Before you can put too much thought into it, you’re being dragged out from the room and back into the chilly hallway. You close your eyes to drown out the bright lights and by the time you reopen your eyes, you’re in a much darker setting.

You’re in a dim elevator with your mother next to you, tapping her foot as if she’s annoyed with you. You’re unsure why. You didn’t think you did anything wrong while living with your grandmother, so why was your mother so angry with you?

“Mom — “

You feel a hand slap over your mouth and your eyes dart up to meet her gaze, tears prick the corners of your eyes as she glares down at you. “I’m not your mother. Not here, not now. I’m Head Researcher L/n and you’re Donor 002 from now on. Forget your name, it’s no longer yours.” She spits out at you and your heart feels heavy in your chest.  You must’ve done something wrong if she’s treating you like this…She never treated you like this when your dad was alive.

As the metal elevator falls silent once more, the large doors in front of you open, leading to a large open room with curved archways leading down other hallways. The walls were a rusted shade of brown with cement floors, it almost looked as if you were fully underground. The ceilings were lined with industrial hanging lights and there was an enormous set of steel doors at the very back of the room with branching hallways on either side.

Other people in white lab coats rush around the room with clipboards held close to their chests and you could hear a loud, heart-wrenching scream coming from behind the steel doors.

“How’s Unicorn’s experiments coming along?” Your mother — no, Lead Researcher L/n asks as she stops by another woman. This woman appeared much kinder than your mother with light brown hair streaked with silver. Her blue-green eyes glance over you and you catch a glimpse of sympathy within their depths before she turns her gaze back to Researcher L/n. “Relatively well. She made it to Phase-2 last night, so the other researchers are pushing for more tests.” The woman jerks her head toward the steel doors, “They’re trying a few more now, but it seems she’s unable to reach Phase-3 as of yet.”

“Just you wait, Josephine. I’ll surpass you with Donor 001. She’ll be the poster child of the Gaia Center.” Researcher L/n seemed rather smug with herself. As if giving up her child was worth it to seem superior to this woman.

“Donor 001…” Josephine presses her lips together in a thin line, shaking her head with a small sigh. “I wish you the best of luck in your experiments, L/n.”

After this, you were placed on a schedule alongside the child known as Unicorn. She’d go through those large steel doors for experiments on Monday, Wednesday, and Friday while you were scheduled for Tuesday and Thursday. It’s unsure why Saturday and Sunday were left empty, but those two days were probably for either of you or another child you haven’t heard of. It was Sunday when you were brought to this place, so anxiety bubbled in your gut as you wondered just what awaited you on Tuesday.

Since you first arrived, you were confined to a room. A room with no windows, one singular door with a tiny window showing the hallway, a mattress on the floor with a thin strip of fabric that was supposed to be your blanket, and a short table in the center of the room. Your comfortable pyjamas were traded out for a more medical looking gown with a pair of white bloomers underneath. No shoes, not even a stuffed animal for comfort in sight. Just you and your thoughts. They could’ve, at least, given you a colouring book to bide your time, instead of leaving you to pace around with paranoia and panic battling in your mind.

What would they do to you? Would you end up screaming like that other little girl you heard on your first day?     

Tuesday came around much quicker than you expected. Though you weren’t sure what day it was, when you finally saw Researcher L/n, after what felt like forever, you knew it was your time... 

[the-lonelybarricade]

What Becomes of Curious Minds - Feysand AU

They'd all heard the stories about the girls who went missing, and it was an open secret that human slavery was becoming a commodity in faerie. The water well was on the closest edge of town to the faerie border, and so whenever they went out by themselves, they'd made a habit of painting red clay upon their skin. Feyre wasn't wearing paint. But she would be okay just this once, wouldn't she?

I can't resist a Group Project - tea shops still technically count right?

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What does it taste like?

Feyre bit into the small brown bean, feeling it crack and splinter between her teeth.

Bitter, she thought, exploring the fragments on her tongue.

Grabbing a nearby pen, she hastily sketched a disgruntled face beside her rendering of the bean. She hoped its meaning was clear: not pleasant when consumed on its own.

It would need some form of processing, she decided, to make the bean more palatable. Perhaps she could grind it and use the resulting powder in baking. Or perhaps it could be boiled, like a tea.

Yes, Feyre thought, pressing her pen to the parchment to draw a small teacup—her version of note taking, since she hadn't been taught how to read or write. Tea would be perfect. She could add honey to reduce the bitter flavor while retaining the effects of the stimulant.

She could already feel the energy thrumming through her her from just one bean. Or perhaps it was the excitement of her discovery that was making her fingers jittery as she turned away from her worktable to stoke the fire. Her good mood was doused slightly at the sight of the water bucket, which contained only enough for one more pot.

After she made the tea, she would need to trek across the village to refill her bucket at the water well. Or perhaps she could bat her eyes at Isaac Hale and he would do it for her. Feyre mulled over the idea, before dismissing it. Isaac would expect some return for his efforts, and if her knees were going to be sore from kneeling in straw in some decrepit barn, was she really sparing herself that much effort?

Once the water was boiling, Feyre grabbed the pouch of beans she'd haggled for at the market that morning and poured them into her trusted stone grinder. She worked the beans into a coarse powder, sweat beading at her brow by the time she was satisfied with the texture.

If she was patient, she would try shaping and pressing the powder into a cake, the same way Elain had taught her to make tea. But then she would need to wait for the cake to dry, and Feyre was simply eager to see if she could produce something drinkable. The process could always be refined later, if she believed the result would warrant the time investment.

It was all an experiment of trial and error, after all. As she dumped the powder into the boiling water, she considered that she didn't know the optimal ratio of water to powder, nor how long she should let it boil before the flavor became overpowering. She was treating it like tea, but as Elain would coach her, no two flowers were the same. Caring for an orchid in the same manner as a lotus would yield catastrophic results.

But you have to start from what you know, Feyre thought, stirring a wooden spoon through the brown, bubbling liquid. She could see clumps of powder sticking to the sides of the pot and tried to scrape them down. And build from there.

"Is Feyre here?"

The sound of her name in the front room drew Feyre's head from the pot. Her face was warm from leaning over the steam—flushed completely red, she was certain. She moved away from the heat source in case her sisters pointed the speaker in her direction, and his pride concluded her flush was a consequence of his presence.

"No," Nesta said, her voice flat.

Her sisters were in the front room, serving customers in the tea shop. It was a vestige of their family's lost fortune, when their father was once a renown merchant, retrieving exotics tea leaves and spices from faraway lands and bringing them back to supply his father-in-law's tea shop.

In a cascade of misfortunate events, Nesta inherited the tea shop. The excutor of their father's will had been less than thrilled to hand the papers over to a woman, but it was rightfully Nesta's by virtue of there being no other living men in their family line—a fact which spurred an unnerving amount of speculation from the village. It would go to Nesta's husband, were she to one day marry, but the eldest Archeron was intent on scaring off any suitors that darkened their door. Including ones who sought Elain and, less likely, Feyre.

Feyre didn't mind, on this occasion. Her midnight trysts with Isaac were becoming tedious (she was still finding pieces of straw in her sleeves from their last meeting), and she was far more interested in discovering what became of the bean water.

"Please," Isaac said. "It's about my father."

A sigh bubbled from Feyre's lips. Isaac's father was an old farmer, well past an appropriate working age to be cutting heavy yields and loading them onto wagons, but there was no cure for stubbornness. There was no cure for arthritis, either, but the eucommia bark she had in short supply could remedy the worst of his pain when seeped into a tea.

She could already hear the scolding she would get from Nesta as she gathered her last pieces of bark and folded them in cloth. We're a tea shop, Feyre. Not an apothecary. The villagers were wary of the practice. It was just science, but science looked too similar to magic through an uneducated lens.

And magic was a distinct trademark of the fae.

Feyre came to the door, catching Isaac's eyes on the threshold. Nesta was already wearing her disapproval plainly, casting her a scathing look that said, how many times do I need to tell you?

She ignored it, the same way she ignored every warning that came before it. Nesta seemed to think that if she hacked at Feyre's curiosity enough times, one day she could amputate it entirely. But it was rooted too deeply inside her, Feyre thought. To take it away would be to cut off her life force entirely.

What was the point of living, if not to take in the world around her and try to make sense of what she found? There was no religion in the human lands, but she'd once heard the Children of the Blessed preaching in the town square about the mother goddess the fae revered. They said the Mother sought balance in the world. Every person had their equal match. Every magic, its weakness. Every ailment, its cure.

She marveled on that often as she foraged the trees and bushes and creatures of woods each morning. Every object had its purpose. The nettles to sting, the dock leaf to soothe. Everything was an answer so long as you knew which question to ask.

What was her question, she wondered? Sometimes when she closed her eyes, she tried to imagine what it could be, the great mystery waiting for her. The question that she was the singular answer to.

Until she knew what it was, she found partial satisfaction in pairing smaller questions and answers together. Knee pain? Eucommia bark.

"Here," she said, holding it out to him.

Isaac looked more worn down than he had when she'd last seen him. Winter was fast approaching, and she knew that was a hard time for farmers. But she didn't think that was the cause for the dark circles under his eyes, or the feint crease of concern forming between his brow.

It eased slightly when he accepted the cloth from her. "Thank you," he murmured, reaching into his pocket.

She heard the jingle of coin and shook her head. "Don't," she said. "It's okay."

Their relationship had never been overwrought with kindness, or any kind of emotion, really. She could tell it perplexed him, left him feeling off balance and indebted to her.

"Let me repay you in some way," he offered. His eyes slid to the room she'd just come from, eyeing the bed she shared with her sisters rather suggestively.

On the other side of the room, Nesta snorted in disgust.

"We've just run out of water," Feyre said, steering him away from that line of thinking before Nesta decided to incite violence. "It would be a great help if you could fetch us more from the well."

The glaze in his eyes ebbed into visible disappointment, but Feyre wasn't sorry for it. Rumor said he'd been courting the blacksmith's daughter, and far be it from her to stand in his way.

"If that's what you wish," Isaac said with a resigned nod.

Feyre hummed, turning to retrieve an empty pale for him to use.

"Why don't you come with?" He suggested while her back was turned. "We could carry twice as much between us."

Then maybe we would have enough water for a bath, Feyre mused, trying to recall how many days it had been since her last one. More than she'd care to admit. It was getting too chilly to bathe in the streams, and she and her sisters spent most of their water supply on the tea shop.

Her eyes wandered to the bubbling pot on the stove. She'd gotten distracted and let it boil for too long. If she stayed, she might be able to recover the experiment, but Nesta would be furious that she prioritized her hobby over the chance for a bath.

And really, the three of them were starting to stink.

"Okay," she said, mourning the coin she'd spent on the ruined beans. "I'll meet you outside."

The least she could do was take the pot off the heat and decant the liquid into a jug for later experimentation.

Elain breezed into the room while Feyre was mid-pour, her apron tied artfully over her skirts, pristine and somehow elegant, despite its evidence of labor. That was one of the many puzzling things about Elain—how she managed to scrub the floors by hand and return without a hair out of place. She was flushed from exertion, but it made her look bright and vivid, a smear of color atop a gray canvas.

"Nesta says you're headed to the well?" She asked, slightly out of breath.

"In just a moment," Feyre affirmed, setting down the now empty pot. She pulled open a drawer in search of a cork for the jug.

"Let me paint you before you go."

Elain was already reaching for the pot of clay when Feyre shook her head.

"It's not necessary. Isaac's coming with me."

"Are you sure?" Elain dug her teeth into her bottom lip, a nervous habit. "It will only take a moment."

Unravelled yarn, a pot of ink, scraps of parchment… Feyre was certain there was a cork in here somewhere. She grumbled under her breath, pushing aside the clutter as she searched blindly with her fingers, feeling the point of something sharp. She winced. A needle.

"Feyre," Elain called, trying to get her attention.

"Ah!" Feyre beamed when her fingers curled around the familiar waxy texture of the cork. She withdrew it between two fingers, brandishing it proudly to Elain. "I found it!"

Elain's lips flattened, unimpressed. "I think I should paint you. Just in case."

With a shrug, Feyre balanced the cork on the lid of the jug and pushed until she heard a satisfying hiss of air.

"I'll be fine," Feyre repeated, seeing that Elain was still there. She set the jug on her worktable and gestured to it. "Don't let anyone drink that."

Elain's brows furrowed. "Why would…?"

If she finished her question, Feyre didn't hear it. She was gathering the empty water buckets and stacking them beneath her arm.

"You're not putting on any paint?" Nesta demanded as Feyre made her break towards the door.

She didn't respond. Pushing out through the front door seemed answer enough.

The paint was a precaution. They'd all heard the stories about the girls who went missing, and it was an open secret that human slavery was becoming a commodity in faerie. The water well was on the closest edge of town to the faerie border, and so whenever they went out by themselves they'd made a habit of painting red clay upon their skin.

Faeries weren't knowledgeable about human illness. At least that's what the rumors said. Feyre never met a faerie to be able to pick their mind about the subject, but it made sense to her. They couldn't catch human illnesses, and were largely apathetic to the plights of humanity, so why would they bother to educate themselves about it?

In their ignorance, if they saw a human girl with red lesions on her skin, they would think she was diseased. And if, at a glance, she looked undesirable, unlikely to last were she taken from her village, then perhaps she would be safe from the fates of the other missing girls. Like Claire Beddor.

As far as Feyre knew, it was mostly girls who were being taken, and they were usually the pure, virginal sort. If she was seen with Isaac, and they gave the impression of a couple, she thought she might be safe without the need for paint.

They walked side by side in awkward silence. He was never much for talking, but that suited Feyre. She preferred to listen to the chatter of birds, feeling comforted by their sound. Birds meant it was still warm enough to find bugs and worms and suitable nesting grounds. And if birds were singing, it meant they weren't afraid of alerting nearby predators.

Birdsong answered the question: is this a safe place?

Her sisters must have been successful planting seeds of anxiety with their insistence about the paint. Feyre hadn't realized she'd given them any merit until she felt the knot in her stomach unfurl. And then she was taking in a deep breath of the crisp evening air, tasting jasmine on the breeze, savoring the moment of peace.

Isaac glanced at her out of the corner of his eye. "You seem in a good mood," he commented, intent on ruining it.

"I think I needed the fresh air," she said with a shrug.

"It's been a while since I've seen you."

Ugh. He fumbled his attempt at sounding casual, and the lingering look he added afterwards was that of a wounded puppy. So he noticed she'd been keeping her distance. She would have liked to save this conversation for the walk back. At least then he would have already committed to helping her carry the buckets of water

"I heard a rumor."

In the corner of her eye, she saw him straighten. "What rumor?"

She didn't want to sound jealous—she wasn't. But she was struggling to think of a way to broach the subject without implying that she was.

"I've heard you have an understanding with someone. I didn't want to get in the way."

Isaac was quiet for a long moment. She was convinced he wouldn't say anything at all.

Then, with a quiet that spoke of shame, he whispered, "She has a dowry that could help our farm."

Feyre put her hand up to silence him. "You don't owe me an explanation. I was never under any illusion about what this was."

It surprised her when he stopped walking. He was facing her now, his face pinched.

"And what was this?"

She blinked at him, uncertain how to navigate the anger she noticed in his eyes. He was usually so stoic, so reluctant to speak his mind.

If Elain was there, she would sense the tension rising between them and caution Feyre to be careful in her response. To mind the wound he was clearly revealing, and be gentle in the face of this misunderstanding.

It wasn't that she was intentionally trying to hurt him. She wasn't like Nesta, who faced the world with teeth first—better to hurt them before they hurt you. It was just that she was confounded, because she had always been under the impression that she and Isaac were on the same page.

"It was a distraction," she blurted, squinting at him in disbelief. "A way to make our bleak lives slightly more bearable."

Isaac set his jaw. She could see him absorbing that response, the way one would absorb a blow to the chest.

He swallowed, his throat working thickly. "I see."

Feyre frowned. She knew she'd upset him. But she didn't understand what he thought they'd had. Wasn't he the one seeking a new lover?

"Isaac…" she started.

But he already turned away, tossing her family's water buckets to the ground before storming off. She marveled at his back as he went, trying to tease out the question this moment answered.

How did Isaac Hale feel about Feyre Archeron? Apparently, she'd been more than a distraction to him.

Feeling strangely heavy, Feyre bent down to collect the water buckets. She was only halfway to the well. Without Isaac, she couldn't carry enough water for a bath, but they did still need more. She'd used the last of it on her experiment with the beans, and it was the least she could do to replenish what she used.

Even if that meant going to the well on her own.

The rest of the journey was quiet, with only her thoughts for company. Usually Feyre didn't mind the quiet, but today it made her agitated. She placed the water buckets—now stacked two apiece—on the stone lip of the well, her fingers feeling twitchy once she let go, devoid of something to hold, a purpose to soothe their restlessness.

Her heart was beating in her throat as she started to lower the water jug using the wooden crank. She didn't know why she was so unsettled. It was still quiet, no sounds of sighing trees or cracking twigs. No sign of company in any capacity, friend or foe, human or otherwise.

No sound of birds.

That answered one question, at least. Why did she feel unsafe?

It asked a different, far more pressing one. She tried not to think too carefully about it. They were just birds. And it was getting late. They were probably sleeping. It meant nothing. Besides, she was already at the well. She might as well collect the water and hurry home.

As she raised the water jug, she couldn't ease the prickling sensation that something was watching her. Feyre turned her head, scanning the thicket of trees up ahead. It marked the beginning of the forest that stood between herself and fae territory.

She cranked the wheel faster, deciding that one bucket would be sufficient. Nesta's ire was a more welcome opponent than the dread that was dragging her heart into her stomach.

Wind hissed through the trees, breaching the silence.

It was answered by the sound of her pumping blood, deafening her ears.

A branch cracked. A pebble skittered.

Feyre whirled, expecting to confront something from her nightmares. She saw nothing but open air. Was her fear just making her paranoid?

Then something seized her by the arm. A hand clamped over her mouth before she could scream. In an instant, the sight of the well, the grass, the trees, were all swallowed into darkness.

This, at least, was the answer to a question she'd been wondering for years: what happened to the human girls who went missing?

[rarepairqueenmochi]

Monster High and East Asian Representation

Alright MH fans, we need to have a semi-serious conversation about how East Asian rep has been handled in the franchise. Representation itself has been a big point of conversation in the community, so it's important to talk about all of its aspects. The good, the bad, and the ill-conceived.

For context, I am an East Asian-American who has seen time and time again her culture be misrepresented, boiled down to stereotypes, and even mocked by other Asian cultures. Am I the all-time expert? Absolutely not, which is why I encourage other East Asian/Asian-American fans to give their comments about the franchise's handling of Asian characters.

Now then, we'll start with G1 since it probably has some of the most infamous pieces of representation

There is a lot to unpack with G1 Jinafire's design and personality. Not only the choice of golden skin, the misguided outfit choices, and emphasis on honor and discipline, but also the oriental riff often accompanying her in every backing scene. Highly encourage people to look into the Asian Dragon Lady stereotype, because unfortunately, that is what Jinafire is.

It is acknowledgeable that Jinafire's voice actress, Stephanie Sheh, is also Chinese, but there is still error with her character as a whole. Jinafire was personally one of the first Asian characters in media that I was introduced too, so it's upsetting to reflect on how negative her character design is.

Shibooya is... not great. The exchange program as a whole feels like a minefield of issues (though I don't have much liberty to discuss the other transfers), and this one especially rubbed me the wrong way. They gave the vampires of Shibooya yellow skin, and the doll is supposed to kimono-inspired while hardly even resembling one.

Harajuku style was right there and easily fit the fashions of Monster High. There are also a number of Japanese yokai that could've been featured within the short and would have likely been better representation than the vampires.

Kiyomi is okay, and certainly an improvement compared to the previous G1 characters. She's based off the Noppera-bo, aka the faceless ghost, and it's used decently in her design. However, her personality is boiled down into being shy, quiet, and reserved, which is a stereotype many Asian girls face under the name "Lotus Blossoms". She even has blossoms on her dress sleeves, and her outfit again is a loose interpretation of a kimono.

There are a number of modern Japanese outfit designs that could be used, and kimonos are often associated with modesty and respect. Kimonos are not meant to be revealing in any way, covering the body in full and being intricately wrapped. I personally take issue with the designers noting her chains meaning to resemble the sailor collar, which is used in middle school uniforms, not high school uniforms.

Kiyomi is, of course, hardly mentioned and refined to a movie role, in which she copies and mimics the personality/style of an European character.

Now onto G3!

Honestly, nothing really to critique here! Draculaura's been canonically been confirmed to be at least half-Taiwanese and speaks Mandarin. Now would it be nicer to get more appearances of her culture other than a couple throw-away lines? Yes it would, but there isn't anything really negative about this portrayal. I think it'd be interesting if Draculaura had a Taiwanese name she went by around her mother, or just casual moments of her eating scallion pancakes or aiyu jelly.

aaaaaand here's where we automatically fall back on representation. This may not seem that major to people, but considering this is the first Japanese character we get in G3, it's not great. Points for the writers looking past the most common yokai, but I don't know any person that wants to be represented by an animal.

I really do need people to realize how this is compared to the other characters. I wasn't initially reactive to Kuma's introduction until I realized they were making him a consistent character. Considering we don't have many other anthro/fully monstrous characters, and they chose to make him the Japanese representation doesn't seem right. Especially since they gave him the lead in the cultural appropriation vs. appreciation episode. An excellent episode, but it loses some sentiment coming from a literal bear.

Plus I would implore you all to rewatch Horrorscare and take a close look at the Japanese water dragon Pearl. And I'll remind you she exists in the same world as Jinafire.

now this is what I'm talking about! Not only has the skin issue been resolved, but the creators took a step in the right direction and made Jinafire more akin to Chinese dragons, who are often connected to storms and rain. Her outfit is also much more akin to street fashion in China. I still wish there was more to see with Jinafire's character, but she absolutely an improvement to her G1 iteration!

Well that's a lot to unpack there! Again, I am in no way the expert on East Asian representation and I'm going to miss some things. I encourage other fans to think about these characters and how you feel about them, and maybe even point out things I missed, good or bad! I did this simply out of my own feelings and wanted to see if anyone else felt the same.

[catboy-autism]

Webcore/Retro Computer ID Pack

[PT: Webcore/Retro Computer ID Pack/ End ID]

[ID 1: A picture of a IBM PC microcomputer. Its screen is black and is displaying many lines of bright green text. The background of the image is plain white. ID End]

[ID 2: A blue rectangle. On the left is a small star-like symbol, accompanied by white pixelated text that reads "Winamp.NET". On the right side, the blue is a little darker and there are 3 small icons, from right to left they are the window close button, displayed with a small white x surrounded by red, the maximum window button, and the minimize window button. ID End]

OP Note: Consider taking any of these names, pronouns, and titles, and replacing certain letters with matching numbers, like L33T SP3AK (leet speak)

[PT: OP Note: /PT End]

Names: Ace, Aero, Alexa, Ali, Benjamin/Ben, Blue/Blu, Courtney, Cyber, Cypher, Delphine, Dottie, Error, Gigi, Glitch, Hacker, Hal, Hewie, Hijack, Lenny, Lotus, Malware, Memphis, Missa, Missy, Nana/Nano, Neo, Nova, Oliver/Olivia/Olive, Pearl, Pixel, Ruby, Starz, Tecna, Terabyte (Tera), Vapor, Virus, Webster, Wilbur, Winnie

[PT: Names: /PT End]

Pronouns: .exe/.exes, 404/404s, aero/aeros, alt/alts, beep/beeps, bot/bots, byte/bytes, caps/locks, code/codes, ctrl/alt/dlt's, cyber/cybers, disk/disks, dot/com, error/errors, flash/drives, giga/bytes, hack/hacks, hi/jacks, html/htmls, jpeg/jpegs, key/keys, leet/speaks, mal/ware, meta/data, micro/softs, pdf/pdfs, png/pngs, ram/rams, sim/sims, tera/bytes, world/wide/web's, xe/xem, ze/zim, zip/files, leet/leets, 🤖/🤖's, 💽/💽's, 💾/💾's, 💿/💿's. 📀/📀's, 🧑‍💻/🧑‍💻's, 👨‍💻/👨‍💻's, 👩‍💻/👩‍💻's, 💻/💻's, 🖥️/🖥️'s, 🖨️/🖨️'s, ⌨️/⌨️'s, 🖱️/🖱️'s, 🖲️/🖲️'s, 🛜/🛜's, 👾/👾's, 🎮/🎮's, 🔈/🔈's, 🔉/🔉's, 🔊/🔊's, 🎧/🎧's, 📁/📁's, 📂/📂', 🗃️/🗃️'s

[PT: Pronouns: /PT End]

Titles: [Pronoun] Who Exists Only Digitally, The File Eater, The Hacker, The One Who Surfs The World Wide Web, The Shimeji, The Virtual [Noun], The Virtual/Digital One, Traveler of the Internet, Your AI Assistant,The Error Code

[PT: Titles: /PT End]

Labels: 2010scoric, Autistic Computer, Codestelic, Compgirlthing, Comphonum, Computerboygirl, Computercatic, Computergender, Computergijinka, Computerkin, Computerredacted, Compuvesil, Compuvior, Comrowth Cat, Database, Digiminalwebic, EdgyWebcoric, Errowebic, Gendercodex, Genderdotcom, Genderprogram, Gendersoftware, Guy.exeic, Hackgender, HTMLgender, Keyboardsoundic, Liqusecompic, Mechakeyboardic, Motherboard, Nyanwebia, Oldwebcitian, Phostechial, Purplewebpopup, Robotthing, Sillywebic, Technarian, Technogender, Trappedinacomputergender, Virisic, Virusthing, Web1.0spinnic, Webcoric, Webcoricatgen, Webcoristalgic, Webicannibal, Webirus, Y10Kglitchic, Virtualboygirl/Virtualgirlboy

[PT: Labels /PT End] Requested by Anon!

[ID 1: The same as ID 1. ID End] I lost the post I got the divider from and despite searching I just. dont know where it is, But if anyone can find the post its from lmk and I'll add a link ! thank you

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Mo Dao Zu Shi Audio Drama S1 Extra - Lotus Seed Pod English Subbed

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HIT THE SLAY BUTTON 🚨🚨

i was and am absolutely sick and floored that i couldn’t find a single drag queen jamie headcanon or design. i, frankly, absolutely despise designing things, especially fashion, so i grit my teeth and went into agony to deliver this concept.

seriously, how can you not look at this kid and go “a DRAAAG QUEEN???” anyways…here’s my design notes

if i’m referring to jamie in his drag persona, i’ll be using she/her pronouns as is customary with drag queens. and forgive me for any historical or chinese errors; i cannot read or write chinese i can only speak it, and my buddy vinnie stopped answering my questions after a while.

tentative drag name: xiao long bao—yun and yang are known as the white dragon (bai long) and blue dragon (lan long) respectively, but jamie’s title is a pun: “dragon” or “long” is the title, but the entire word “xiao long bao” jsut means soup dumpling. and that’s fitting to me as a nickname for jamie, but imo, it’s not a good drag name. it’s cute and it’s fitting, but it’s not vogue, it’s not a performance name. PLEASE GIVE ME IDEAS IM BEGGING YOU

jamie really seems to like having chinese inspirations in his normalwear, so it made sense to me to have his drag persona be very inspired by hanfu (i believe this is uhhh tang dynasty; the one focused on very ornate patterns with the cross-body robes and emphasis on a waistline; though normally every chinese character pulls from song-dynasty tradition). since i’m not very imaginative, this look was pulled straight from Guangzong drag queen Yuhua Hamasaki

in that traditional chinese hairstyle, jamie has 4 loops in the back with the crown and 4 major pieces of clothing, and with every swig, the loop gets untied and a piece of clothing gets taken off (numbered in order of taken off) the top of the clothes is a zhiju (2, 直裾), dark purple with a reddish iridescent pattern, with a the red xiapei (霞帔) scarf on top. it’s tied with a “horse face skirt”—mamianqun (1, 马面裙) —giving that very long dress/skirt sillohette. underneath that is a jinru (3, 晋襦), another cross-body but shorter robe that’s red and hides the typical drag queen bodysuit (4) that she can then breakdance in.

i debated the logistics of breakdancing in drag heels, but turns out elektra fence has done it on drag race before so. i don’t need to justify its plausibility.

the other two designs are kind of jokes; i’ve (against my will) been forced to see that darkstalkers felicia jamie mod, and i think it’d be a really cool if this actually was a drag thing of his, especially with my hc that yang kind of treats jamie like a beloved stray cat. and felicia’s a performer and singer; i’m sure he could do it. i did adapt some things from felicia’s design; instead of an actual tail (or even a prop one)—which could fuck up jamie’s breakdancing routine—she ties her hair at the end, where it’s dyed white to act as a “tail.” i also hope you enjoy the paw high heel concepts i came up with.

i like jttw, it’s probably my favorite legend of all time and i blame sun wukong for 40% of my personality. but quan yin is absolute fucking mother, and we must pay tribute, so like with his usual routine, jamie strips and reveals the lotus dress underneath her robes.

yun and yang are surprisingly supportive of jamie’s drag hobby, and they’re willing to participate in performances or just show up to support; hence, i think they open up the quan yin act with a fight between sun wukong (yun) and the liu er mihou (yang) before jamie comes in and breaks up the fight by distinguishing the two. the reason for yang’s pensive expression is that, because sun wukong and liu er mihou look exactly alike, then yang has to look like yun, something he despises. would require heavy convincing, but i think he’d eventually budge.

i think jamie’s drag attitude (and attitude in general) reminds me a lot of wesley snipes—an actor typically in hypermasculine action films, who played a very flamboyant drag queen. i’m referencing his role as noxemma jackson in “to wong foo” of course; everything about snipes as noxemma absolutely reeks of jamie, and i could see this being a major inspiration and influence for him

i thought a bit about jamie on rupaul’s drag race, and i concluded that he would fucking hate it. drag queens are viscous, and jamie’s good at quipping insults back, but he’s also used to being able to throw hands afterwards. i can imagine he’d say things like “even the most aggressive, dangerous street fighter cannot match the viciousness of these girls.” i also think he would not like rupaul because rupaul is racist and the judges don’t like cultural performances.

ah yes. the lesbian fucking love drag queens. drag in general—they show the fuck up. jamie in drag would summon every dyke with a 50 mile radius immediately, tips and drinks in hand to be given.

anyways, someone please tell me i’m not insane for this idea that is totally canon, peer reviewed, no notes.

[sannyo-appreciation-posts]

Sannyo Komakusa quick facts

● Despite her midstage dialog claiming the protagonists are "spoiling the taste of her tobacco", Sannyo's admitted in Lotus Eaters 30 her tobacco tastes terrible and laughed about it. So "spoiling the taste" is presumably a joke she's telling herself.

● During the Touhou 18 demo, Sannyo would get hit in the face with the Shanghai doll card when she was trying to talk. fanart has been made referencing this.

● During the Touhou 18 demo, Sannyo's clothing was permanently torn due to an error. The game used her post loss art all the time. This led to confusion and a lot of Sannyo's fanart being made where her clothing is damaged.

● Despite running a gambling den, Sannyo has made fun of gamblers and luck on 2 separate occasions, once in Lotus Eaters 29 and once in 37, poking fun at both the Geidontei Regulars and then Miyoi, both times sarcastically to the person's face.

● Sannyo is apparently a fan of alpine flowers. She's not only named after the queen of Japan's mountain flowers but names all her Spellcards after them. She also has them all over her den, this was found in Mizutaki's script notes from zun as well*. fanart occasionally references this.

*The Lotus Eaters scripts with notes from Mizutaki and ZUN can be found in the link below, it's tragically only in Japanese here, but when you translate the section for 29~30, you do find out Zun asked for both the Flowers and the dragon pattern screen

[venture-through-the-mist]

Thoughts on The Lotus Eaters

As I’m sure is obvious, this will be discussing the Lotus Eaters quest in detail, so if you haven’t played it yet, I’d suggest skipping this post! I don’t want to spoil it for anyone (because even though it’s a short quest, I still think it benefits from being played with no prior knowledge of what it entails), so the full post will be below the cut.

Alright, I have SO many thoughts, so I’m going to try and keep this somewhat concise…ish. This is mostly just a bunch of rambles, so I apologize for any grammatical errors or if it’s hard to understand. I just kinda…wrote what came to my mind.

First off,

The Music: I briefly mentioned this in another post, but holy shit the music for this update is amazing. I mean, we all knew it would be, Warframe has a tendency to put out absolutely awesome songs, but oh my god. We get two more versions of what is one of my favorite songs in the game. The loading screen version of ‘This is What You Are’ has to be, by far, one of my favorite things I’ve heard from this game. I love the feel to it, like a combination of ‘old’ Warframe with ‘new’, 1999-era Warframe. I’ve had it playing on repeat almost all day because it’s so good.

Now, for the version of ‘This is What You Are’ that we actually get during the quest, the one that Lotus is singing to herself. I, admittedly, didn’t pay too much attention to it when I was actually playing the quest, at least not beyond “omg Lotus is singing, that’s awesome” (I was just too excited about the actual quest lol). However, when I listened to it again, I was fascinated by the subtle differences in how this version sounds compared to the ‘normal’ version of the song, or even to the new version in the loading screen. The singing is a lot more staccato, and the notes don’t flow into each other in the ways they normally would. It’s almost as if Lotus is having to concentrate more on what comes next (at least, that’s my interpretation), which makes sense given that we know that she’s singing in order to drown out the Indifference’s voice. Her singing also sounds a little sad, or maybe just lonely, to me. Her mind is filled with the Indifference trying to influence her, and she’s taken it upon herself to be a barrier (or as she says it, a “distraction”) between It and the Tenno. She’s secluded herself (again), and her tone of voice seems to reflect that.

Also, after the quest, if you go and talk to Daughter/Kaelli in the Necralisk, ‘Party of Your Lifetime’ plays now, instead of whatever song was playing before. I just think that’s neat (and also brings in some interesting ideas for 1999…what did our Drifter do?).

Moving on…

The Story: I had absolutely zero idea where the story was going to go from this update, but I was a bit worried about how they’d go about locking us into playing as the Drifter for 1999, since — although I 1000% agree with why the Drifter is definitely going to be the one going back in time — I’m definitely someone who would rather play as my Operator for my own lore reasons (and I can’t think of a reason that my Operator would let the Drifter do this instead of her). I was actually wondering if they’d actually lock us into the Drifter without giving us a choice, or if they just wouldn’t give us the option to do the romance stuff if we chose Operator (for obvious reasons…bc yk, they’re a child). But, I really enjoy the route they went down, how Lotus knows that the Drifter has to be the one this time, because if the Operator does, that might just be giving the Indifference exactly what it wants. She’s, once again, protecting her kids in the way she knows how, by taking them out of the conflict in any way she can.

But, I’m getting a bit ahead of myself, so let’s backtrack a bit and talk about how cool it is that we see the Operator and the Drifter interacting with Lotus at the same time. I may have missed something in the quests leading up to that, or this might just be something attributed to the Man in the Wall’s hijinks, or…something, but I thought that they couldn’t be in the same place at the same time/in the same ‘reality’. So, I was quite surprised (pleasantly, ofc) to see both of them. I really love the difference in the dialogue options when we initially talk to Lotus. The Operator is torn between wondering if Lotus is alright, and also being super worried about what the hell the noise is, in a way that makes me think they definitely suspect that the Indifference is meddling with things again (which makes sense, given that they’re actively in the Sanctum). Honestly, the Operator was probably waiting for something like this to happen. They know, or at least suspect, that Lotus saw the Man in the Wall after the battle with Ballas, it was only a matter of time before that became important. The Drifter, on the other hand, is more concerned with Lotus herself, warning her to be careful, reassuring her, but also wondering what she means by “It’s you”. Maybe the Drifter doesn’t really know the extent of the effects that the Indifference has on the System, maybe the Operator is just trying to protect Lotus in the only way they know how…get the perceived danger away from her first, ask questions later (I’ve noticed from their dialogue throughout the game that the Operator tends to have a bit of a sharper temper than the Drifter does…perhaps bc they’re younger). Either way, it’s nice that they have different responses to seeing Lotus and hearing the noise.

I chose the “Are you okay” and “What do you mean, ‘it’s you’?” dialogue options, and I absolutely loved that my Operator’s line was “This isn’t just a bad memory, it is? This is new”. This acknowledges, at least in my interpretation, that Lotus does have lingering emotions from everything that’s happened in the past (Ballas/The New War, Hunhow, etc). Once again, Warframe surprises me by remembering to make the trauma that a character has gone through actually relevant to the story even after we’ve dealt with the source of the problem. I probably shouldn’t be surprised at this, but most video games I’ve seen don’t tend to do that. Usually characters are…somewhat fine after experiencing something horrific, so it’s refreshing to see a different (more realistic, imo) take on it. This isn’t even the only time we see this in this quest/afterwards. Lotus outright confirms it herself (“I will not let it devour one instant of my pain. Not even Ballas. Not even the Jade Light.”), and in doing so, is also showing us how she’s dealt with the events of the prior storylines. She’s gone through a series of extremely traumatic events, and she still has those painful memories, but she’s not going to succumb to the Indifference, even if It promises to take that away. She’s been hurt, yes, but she is healing, and she’s finally in a place where she can actually do so as herself. That doesn’t mean it’s easy for her to ignore the voice that’s calling to her —the voice that only she can hear— but she’s determined to. I’m curious if the voice-lines after the quest are different if a player had chosen Margulis or Natah instead of Lotus after the New War, though.

I find it very interesting that Lotus calls the Drifter ‘my champion’. I just really enjoy the fact that she definitively sees the Operator and the Drifter as two separate people, as opposed to ‘her child’, and ‘her child but older’, because I feel like that fact could have certainly been a cause of a bit of discomfort and a learning curve for both her and the Drifter after the New War.

Now, onto the 1999 portion of the quest, which, even as short as it was, was quite interesting. It was really weird to be in the Mall again and not hear ‘Party of Your Lifetime’ playing or see other Tenno dancing around the stage (like how it was during TennoCon). It was quite eery, and I love it. Also, we got to see Kalymos again, so that’s a plus.

All in all, this quest answered a lot of my questions about how the game is going to transition to 1999 (and even answered questions that I didn’t know I had). However, I am slightly (read: very) concerned at the same time, mainly because of the line with Lotus saying “If I become something you do not recognize, do not mourn”. I feel like that’s potentially foreshadowing something…They don’t usually put lines like that in without reason. Maybe I’m just reading too far into that…but I suppose we’ll see when 1999 comes out.

Anywho, another thing that I wasn’t expecting but am really glad that we got was the continued acknowledgement of Lotus/Natah/Margulis being a system. This happened not once, but twice (to my knowledge), and I think it’s really great that they didn’t just disregard the whole “I am not one” thing from The New War after we made our choice between the three of them. It’s really nice to see that that wasn’t just a one-off line, especially as we continue to get more and more moments where the game references them.

This is already way longer than it probably should be, but what can I say? I like well-written characters, and this game has so many of them. I’ve definitely forgotten some things that I’d wanted to put in this post, but ah well.

[oldspacecat2]

Okay, so I want to start this by saying that I love Epic the Musical, and I think it is really well done. But the theme of ruthlessness doesn’t really fit as well because more often than not it’s wit and mercy that save the day.

1) The lotus eaters: Polities vs Eury . Eury wants to burn the place to the ground while Polites wants to talk… Polites is right, if they listened to Eury they’d be left with Lotus Fumes and no idea where to find food… like yes they did get led to the Cyclopes cave but even then there was still one lotus eater who warned them. (The one that said scary cave ). Ruthlessness would not have helped here, talking and exercising caution were the best options

2)The Cyclops: Here it wasn’t a matter of ruthlessness or mercy it was a matter of adaptability and pride. He adapted well at first, appealing to mercy but drugging the cyclops just in case. As such when violence became inevitable his wit saved him. Athena may have told him to kill the cyclops, ruthlessness, but his sparing it wouldn’t have mattered and may have even kept him safer if he had just kept quiet. If he had listened to Athena he would have risked alerting the other Cyclopes or waking the cyclops he had just defeated…

3) Ocean Saga and Poseidon:

Lowkey, not much he could have done here either way… like yeah… Poseidon says that he wouldn’t be doing this if Odysseus had killed his son but also if Odyssey had just stayed quiet this wouldn’t have happened either. Well executed ruthlessness or mercy could have got them home here

4) Ceirces: He escaped and saved his men not due to his own ruthlessness but due to circes and Hermes’ help and mercy…

5)Underworld saga:He’s blaming himself for being to merciful to enemies but that was only true in one case and even then not really. What got his men killed was not a lack of mercy but the presence of hubris

6)Thunder: he chose ruthlessness 3 times here and all 3 came back to bite him. The sirens which are used against him in an argument for his release, Scylla, which is the reason his crew betrayed him, and then again when he chooses himself and Zeus banishes him for it. It should be noted that the last one was a no win situation

7) Escape and home: here both ruthlessness and mercy saved him: the mercy of Hermes and Athena who answered his call and delivered tools to help him and his ruthlessness to Poseidon and the suitors…

Wow… that was long and is probably full of errors… anyway, just had to throw that out there. I love Epic the musical, but with all things I love I overthink them… Anyway if you read this mess, you’re awesome, thank you and let me know what you think.

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Tibetan Yak - 30 Day Welfare Task Event

This is the newest 30-day welfare event in CN, the Tibetan Yak "Wind Flag Chanting Wishes". This is the second 30-day welfare event after the "Orchid Lotus Splendor". It's similar to the lifetime task suits, except it's 30-days instead of 3 months and you get a bunch of free stuff (diamonds, gold, stamina, star coins, association coins, crystal shoes, express passes, site tickets, heart tickets) on the tic-tac-toe board. Best of all it is FREE and leaves a lot of room for error. XD

Here are the requirements:

Tab 1: Daily Tasks. You get 5 of these tasks randomly each day. It resets daily so try your best to do all of them everyday.

Like 1x in the SC

Decompose 1 item

Clear any stage 1x

Recolor 1x

Evolve 1x

Craft 1x

Purchase 1 item

Do World Tour 1x

Complete 5x Commissions

Complete 5x Arenas

View player's house 1x

Decompose 1 furniture

Like in the competition

Like in Moments 3x (we don't have this yet in LN, but in SN, it's the Moments, basically like an in-game Facebook)

more? My bad if I forgot any.

Tab 2: 10 Day Task

Complete 2 Co-Ops (I never do this, still got it free)

Complete 10 Life Bits

Do 1 Group Buy (I never do this, still got it free)

Complete 25 Dreamweaver

Spend 150k gold

Spend 150 Star Coins

Spend 210 Guild Coins

Complete 1 ATW Bg (this is the hardest esp if you pick a 360 cost background lol, BUT you get a ton of free express passes during the event)

Tab 3: Try your best to do all of them! You can start collecting the Starlet, Mela, Kimi, and Orlando items now!!

Starlet: Collect "Cunning Imp" + Recolor

Mela: Craft "Rivers Beyond"

Debby: Craft Vol 3 Ch1 suit + Recolor

Kimi: Craft "Childlike Journey"

BJJ: Collect 10 new clothing

Orlando: Use Stringless Guqin Spirit in battle

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Auspicious Pattern Lotus House (MLC novel): Chapter 17 excerpt

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Li Xiangyi & Di Feisheng finally crossed paths again after 10years. Up to this point, a lot of questions going on in my mind:

➤ Was LXY really poisoned or his injuries are solely caused by DFS? Cause until now, it was just mentioned that his 3 meridians are severely injured during their fight

➤ If he was poisoned, I don't think Jiao Liqiao has something to do with it cause JLQ's character introduction and story was way more different compared to the drama. And it seems like DFS & JLQ don't know each other as well.

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Shura Field, Red Lotus Waterside Pavilion - 2HA Chapter 8

但是红莲水榭是什么地方？是楚晚宁那孙子的居所，人称红莲地狱的修罗场。 But just what kind of place was the Red Lotus Pavilion? It was the residence of that bastard, Chu Wanning, the accursed den that everyone called Red Lotus Hell. - 2HA Translation Chapter 8: This Venerable One Gets Punished

Wow I was working on another meta, when I read this. AND LO AND BEHOLD MAJOR ERRORS LOL. (what's new lmao)

I just had to critique this translation because it’s just not accurate lol.   To be exact it should be “It is the residence of that bastard (那孙子 - a Beijing slang fyi) Chu Wanning, otherwise known as the Shura Field of the Red Lotus Hell”.  There’s no mention of it being an accursed den.  IMHO, the official translation does erase a whole meta without bothering to explain it, so I can't say I’m terribly impressed lol. 

So what exactly is a “Shura Field”?

Firstly, Shura, sometimes known as Asura, is a titan/demigod in Buddhism/Hinduism. The “Shura Fields” refers to the battlefield where the Emperor Shitian and Asura fought in Buddhist scriptures.  So this term refers to a bloody battlefield.  There’s also a second, more modern meaning, which refers to the complexity of interpersonal relationships (often used in a romantic sense in romantic novels or office politics lmao). It isn’t wrong to describe their romance as a “Shura Field”.  If anyone’s interested, there’s a whole thread on Reddit discussing how commonly used this phrase is. 

I do wonder if Meatbun used this term deliberately as a form of foreshadowing lol. Ranwan's romance IS a whole ass “Shura Field”.

They are depicted like this in ancient sculptures.

There are several reason why it’s wrong to term an Asura as a devil

Firstly, when translating a devil from CN>ENG, conventionally it would refer to the term 魔 Mo (ie. the same Mo in MDZS).  This term takes its roots from Mara, which is a different entity altogether. 

It does change the vibe of the sentence.  In the CN novel context, Asura’s usually refer to something akin to God of War as opposed to being entirely demonic and evil.  They’re more Ares than Hades to put it this way.   So the line isn't saying that Chu Wanning is evil per se.

It’s also disrespectful given that Buddhisim and Hinduism are active religions in Asia Pacific.  Hinduism is the largest religion in Asia FYI.  Rude af to change the terminology of other religions. 

It does have a pre-existing English term.  Use it lmao.  Even MTL gets it right.

There’s also an interesting meta around “Red Lotus Hell”.  In Buddhism, the Red Lotus Hell is described as one of the “Eight Cold Hells.” It was said that those who were born into this hell are severely cold, their bodies turn red and their skin is frozen and cracked.  (This does sound a little like Chu Wanning lmao). The idea of the Red Lotus Hell/Flame was also described in one of the scriptures of the Yehuo Sect “火焰化红莲，天罪自消衍 The flames turns into a red lotus, and the sins of Heaven fade on their own.”  The flames refer to the “fire of trouble” and the lotus “a comfortable state of mind”.  Hence, it means through (Buddhism) practice, karma can be eliminated, troubles can be relieved, and a state of freedom can be achieved.  

The beautiful flower looks like this.

I’m not a Buddhist expert so correct me if I’m wrong lol.  Anyway, if you combine the mental image of the Red Lotus Hall with that of Shura’s Field, you’d understand the vibe that Meatbun was going for.

On another note, 水榭 is quite specific to a type of Pavililon. It's not just any Pavillion, it's a pavillion that's beside a waterbody. There is another type of pavillion that's based on land, so if you want to be specific, this is how it probably looks like.

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Enjoy this fuckass little oneshot of how I think Lotus and Rurik met or idek. It’s currently acting as the prologue I’m writing for a Fic of them sooo ye. Please forgive any errors lol

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Lotus can’t feel the wall behind his back. He can’t feel the ice that glazes over his fingertips. The hood that covers his face. The only thing he knows in this moment is the fact that he should be dead. Dead and dusted and put out of his misery.

Instead, a bird monster shivers beside him, breathing their last breath before dusting away. His soul pounds in his ear and he can’t tell if the loud drum is magic pumping through his bones or someone’s footsteps approaching. 

That’s when he sees them.

Dark boots reveal themselves concerningly close to his body, making him shift his head oh so slightly to get a better view. There isn’t one. They’re speaking to him, probably taunting and mocking him, but he gives no response because the drum in his ear is about to burst. 

That’s when he feels them.

Gloved hands grab ahold of his chin and maybe it’s best that Death made him so this monster can dust away and leave him alone. But their grip never falters. They tilt his head and suddenly he’s looking up at them. Snow is falling and he swears his neck is snapping off as they continue to speak to him. They stop for a second, waiting for a response and never receiving one. 

Suddenly, their other hand is digging through their pocket, pulling a small plastic bag out and struggling to open it. When they can’t, his head is dropped, and he can feel the snap of his spine at the weight of his head. Magic keeps pumping and coursing and more snow falls on him. The snow is green and sparkly and before he knows it, his broken bones are snapped into place and his body is being magically lit on fire. The hand is back on his chin and finally, the drum is quiet. 

He winces at the pain of his body being put back together, his eyes screwed shut tight at the familiar sensation of fire and healing drugs.

That’s when he hears them.

He can hear them snort at his pain. “Painful shit, huh?” 

He opens his eyes, staring up at his mysterious ‘savior,’ noting the fact that their entire face is covered with a black mask and now that he can focus, he’s realized he can’t see any of their body.

Human or monster, he has no clue as to who this is. They must notice his staring. 

“What, you didn’t think you actually got rid of me last time, did you?”

Last time? Lotus keeps his mouth shut, furrowing his brows and trying to think of who the hell this could be. Their hand suddenly comes to their face, and slowly but surely, they take off their mask.

Him.

It’s him.

Again.

Russet star eyes look down at him, the same ones that have been stalking him and staring at him in the dark. Lotus knows damn well who he is. He knows he’s someone sent by his father to kill him or bring him back to the manor, and he can’t help but gag at how much he hates both of those ideas.

Lotus moves his hand slowly towards his scythe. It lays discarded on the floor next to him, dusty and bloody and dull from his previous fight. His fingers twitch as he tries to pull it closer with magic. A black boot moves to crush his wrist. 

It crunches under the weight, bones breaking and snapping as he keeps pushing down.

“Y’know, there’s a lot of people that want you dead, Lotus Death.” He begins in that snarky and cold tone that Lotus remembers vividly from when they first ‘met.’

“So many people would pay to have your soul on display in their houses so they can brag to their shitty friends. All because you’re a child of Death.” He drawls on, letting go of Lotus’s wrist, bending down and getting much closer than Lotus would like. His face is still as he reaches into another pocket, never breaking eye contact as he pulls something out.

Lotus can’t help but stare as they slowly bring it closer to him. They tilt his head up and he becomes very aware of something that clicks around his neck. 

His mouth gapes in agony as the magic coursing through him stops. 

He stops flowing, coursing, and culminating, and suddenly Lotus can’t breathe. He can’t think straight and he’s so dizzy and his whole body falls to the floor as magic escapes him through his mouth. Red magic flows out of him like blood and whatever can’t escape him collects near his neck in whatever is holding him now. 

He shuts his eyes and clenches the muscles he doesn’t have as it’s all finally collected in his new piece of jewelry. It makes a loud snapping noise and he swears his head is going to fall off his body as small needles prick into his neck. 

“And do you want to know the funny part? Some bitch is trying to scam me out of your life.” He leans against the wall as Lotus convulses below him. “For months, I’ve been working hard to track you down and kill you. I’ve seriously never had to work this hard to kill someone. And that little piece of shit still tries to tell me that he won’t pay any more money for your soul, after all the time I’ve spent! Bullshit, right?” He doesn’t wait for a response. 

“But now, I’m officially the only one who has you. The only one who’s been able to corner you and take your death magic away.” He kicks off the wall, looking down and admiring how Lotus twitches and writhes on the floor. Red magic slushes in the snow and he can’t help but be mesmerized. He bends down, wiping stray tears and bone marrow from his victim’s face. 

“Look at me, Lotus, I want to make a deal with you.”

Lotus moves his single eye light slowly, locking eyes with him and waiting. “I want to keep you.”

Finally, Lotus breaks his silence.

“…what?”

Lotus glares and can’t help but be disgusted. His stalker just smiles—it’s freakish on his cold face. 

“I’ll keep you safe from other people that want you dead. I’ll give you a place to live and money to spend on whatever you want. In return, I need you to listen to me. You do what I tell you to. If I tell you to kill someone, you do. If I tell you to hide a body, you do. If I tell you take the blame, you do.”

He finishes, waiting for a response with that smile that makes Lotus shake more than he already is. Lotus can’t help but laugh at how degrading and inhumane his situation is. “Are you fucking insane? Why the fuck would I ever, ever, willingly become someone’s fucking slave?” He wishes his neck would actually snap now.

“Because if you don’t I’ll just kill you. Or, I could hand you back to your father. From my understanding, you went through a lot of trouble running away. It would definitely be a shame if all that work had been for nothing, wouldn’t it? Accept it, Lotus, you’re powerless.”

Lotus lays on the floor, silently urging his body to just explode so he can die by his own hands. He painfully turns his head away, surprised when he feels nothing trying to turn him back. “Do you really expect me to believe you only want me to kill people? I wont even have my magic; I’ll be useless without it. And do you really think I’m stupid enough to not realize you’re gonna use me for dirty shit? I’m not an idiot. And I’m certainly not a whore that you can use as your personal sex doll…” He trails off. 

His stalker is quiet for a moment. “You’ll have your magic,” he finally says. Another moment of silence passes. “And if I ever ask you for anything sexual, you’ll be able to leave. I’ll get you a home wherever you like and I’ll never tell anyone where you are. But I would never, ever, ask you for anything like that. That’s not what I want from you.”

Snow falls and Lotus shivers. What was he supposed to do? No matter how much he wanted to, he couldn’t fight this person. His magic was gone and he hated to admit how much he physically depended on it. How fucked was his life that his only options were to be a slave to his father or a slave to random person?

He closes his eyes, inhaling deeply and finalizing his thoughts.

“Okay,” he starts.

He rolls back over, staring at his new boss. “I’ll go with you.”

Lotus feels hands on his neck. The weird magic blocker clicks and he’s finally free. He can breath again. He can feel his magic again and he feels whole again.

Finally, his stalkers smile is genuine. “Let’s get you patched up then, shall we?”