#that damn timeloop...

[margueritestjusts]

look at my doctor bro im never escaping plague-induced samsara 😭

[chimerahyperfix]

This loop has to be the one. Nevermind that you said it last loop, and the one before, and the one before that, and most of the ones before that. THIS was the one you'd stop the King in his tracks. You push a few of your many potions to the side to make room on your desk. None of them worked to stop him, so they were useless. He's still about twelve, fourteen? hours away, so you have enough time to make the bomb, eat and take a fat nap before you go pick a fight. Maybe this time, it'll work! It has to!

You've gotten better at making the Craft Bomb. It hasn't blown up on you before you intended to use it in... a long time. You can make it fast enough, now, for it to still be light outside! You've become silent while you work, which Mirabelle has told you is ''worrying'', but you don't see why it is. Are you really that loud? (Yes. You are.)

It's hard work. Soft light bathes your desk, your work, you. You reach out, past your potions, and grab your water bottle. Take a big swig, and

Hmm. That's not water.

How. HOW do you keep making this mistake. You look at the bottle in your hand, and sure enough, it’s one of the potions; your water bottle is shoved in the back of the collection of other containers. The taste is caustic, your throat begins to burn. You shouldn’t be this calm for having just drank something that’ll kill you in a handful of minutes, but it’s happened before. Despite the pain you don't bother trying anything. Just push the finished bomb to the side and lay your face against the wood of the table. Feel the blood start to pool in your mouth and dribbling out, staining the wood. Mirabelle, or Euphie or whoever comes in next, they can use it this loop. It's not the first time you've drank one of the many, many dangerous potions on your desk, and it's probably not the last. Maybe you'll actually clean the crabbing thing off before you work.

Whatever. You have next time. You have all the time.

Perhaps a bit too much, actually.

[weirdghostcat]

"Tell me,

do you remember how we started? How our once precious time together, ended in misery? I could never forget those times, no matter how much pain, how much suffering they brought me. Even after years of wandering around, trying to find a place, a home, they never left."

"..."

"You know... There is one particular question I keep asking myself for quite a while. What if those villagers never showed up? Never interrupted our little world? Never harmed... It's quite a shame that we will never know."

"..."

"Eh~... After all this time, you can not even say something to me? Wasn't it you who wanted to bring me back so, so desperately?

"I... I never wanted... this."

"... It's too late for apologies. Be honest for once, brother. Wasn't this what you always wanted? Being the bright hero in everyone's eyes? The golden knight in shining armor..."

"... I don't... I..."

"Open your eyes, dear, it's time to wake up.

Let's see if history will repeat itself."

[corkinavoid]

The Court Jester from FUKASE

Inertia from AJR

Pomegranate Lips from Derivakat

For requests for fiction ideas, please and thanks you ❤️

'The Court Jester' made me think of a full-on animatic in my head since it's not exactly a vibe-song but a tale-song. But, the thing is, said animatic doesn't exactly fit in a small ficlet, so instead, I'm going to just describe the bits and pieces here.

I am the Jester, my job's to entertain — Vlad Plasmius, wearing the colorful jesters clothes, the cap and the suit and the slightly creepy smiling makeup, is doing some tricks in the middle of a room full of pretty dressed people

And it seems that soon enough it too will be my job to reign — a brightly lit throne room, where Pariah Dark is lounging on the big sparkling throne, lazily tapping his fingers on the armrest, and Vlad's creepy makeup smile widens

As the king is slowly dying, any moment he could go — a dark room with no lights on, where Pariah is kneeling on the floor and clutching his head, as Vlad's smile is barely visible in the window behind him

As I trace my fingers on these haggard walls within your keep — Vlad's fingers over the stone cold walls and cell bars, shackles on his wrists

Though my exile still stands, I heard my duty call to me — the shackles turn back into the bright jester robes, and Vlad is back in the throne room, performing yet again

Because I am the Court Jester, I've grown tired of my sleep — everyone is clapping, but Vlad's smile is now only in his makeup, while he himself is not smiling anymore

What good is a crown if the brow it sits on is that of a dead man — Pariah's face glitches into a skull, and his crown slides off, but the next moment everything glitches back to normal

I'll wear my cap and painted smile with pride, my trusty baton in my hand — Vlad's smile grows wide again, and his face glitches from jester makeup to wearing a crown and back

And you will see me, sire, I'll make my way back to you — Vlad confidently walking up to the throne where Pariah sits, an evil grin on his face

The people soon will realize that your feeble body can't forestall — Pariah devolving into a coughing fit, falling down from his throne, his hands are bloody

You are human, you are dying, yes know I it's bittersweet — Pariah in his bed, looking sickly pale and still, staring into the ceiling with empty eyes, a disembodied jester's smile is hiding in the corner

But you knew this day would come, and you can't borrow steal or cheat — in a brightly lit, sparkling throne room, Vlad is walking up the stairs to sit on the throne while still wearing his jester clothes

Yes, your maker gave you time, but you've run out, and soon you'll meet — as Vlad sits on the throne, a red cape with white fur and a crown appear over him, the picture is covered in blood splatters and Vlad is smiling wide

I was awoken by some nibbling in my brain — Danny wakes up with a gasp in the darkness

Myself entrenched in ancient earth, with roots and vines my arms were bound — it's still dark, his limbs are tied with ivy vines and roots, he is buried under a tree

Were these my memories? or something else? and soon, I felt the urge to get out — Danny is clutching his head, tears in the corners of his eyes

Vines and leaves gave way easy just because — he is crawling his way out of a grave, fingers digging through the earth until he makes it out to the surface

Soon, I knew what caused me to awake - Danny gets up to his feet, his clothes ripped and dirty, and looks to where, behind him, a majestic white castle can be seen in the distance

I felt something bubbling in my chest — Danny's dirty fingers with broken nails clutching the fabric of his shirt on his chest

Peals of laughter rang into the distance from my soul — he is laughing hysterically, a mad glint to his eyes, and a wide, creepy smile on his face

I can not recognize a single thing in front of me — Danny, in his dirty clothes, walking through a town

The world as I knew it now is gone, is this reality? — looking around in wonder and confusion until he seems to find what he was looking for and enter a door

Absurd and nonsensical, fantastical and daft — glimpses of him putting on bright, different colored shoes with pom-poms on top, and different colored sleeves and gloves, all bright and in a jester style

All that is left to do is sit right down and laugh — Danny drawing a wide, jester smile on his face

Oh this world that I left you in has been tainted by your sin — back to Vlad, who is still sitting on the throne, but now no jester clothes are in sight, he is wearing something pretty and covered in jewelry

And as such I have now taken it upon myself to reinstate the reign of laughter and in health I will return - Danny walking up to the castle, a comical stick with a sack tied to the end of it on his shoulder

Oh, I am making my way back I will return — Danny, in all his jester glory, is walking inside the throne room as everyone is cheering and clapping as he performs

Soon, the people will remember the reason why they burn — Vlad's face is donning a very fake smile as he, too, claps for Danny

Pointing fists and shouting out with no more reason for concern — the cheers of the crowd become loud and extatic as Danny relishes in the attention and smiles

Soon you will see! the world will turn upon its head! — the throne room becomes all glitter and gold, people smiling and laughing as Danny continues to entertain them

Just you hope that you can see it 'fore you're dead! — Danny turns to look at Vlad across the room, a bright, confident smile on his face

Foolish king, you sit in empty meaning on your throne — Vlad's face is twisted and full of barely concealed anger as he grips the armrests of his chair

But in my time away you've ended up alone — his face, just like Pariah's face before, glitches into a skull and the crown falls off his head, but the next moment, everything is fine again

Oh, all the power in the world could never save you now — Danny's jester makeup, just like Vlad's before, glitches into having a crown on his head and then back to normal

As the time at which your curtain's called draws nearer, get ready to take your bow — flashes of pictures are changing too fast to notice, but there are moments with Vlad's coughing up blood and looking panicked, Danny in shackles just like Vlad before, and then Vlad lying in bed, tears streaming down his face

And now I, the mere Court Jester, will his majesty depose — Danny, wearing a crown and full king regalia, is walking up to the throne

Because I am the Court Jester, not all thorns come with a rose — he sits down, a smile on his face that slowly turns into a smirk

After all, I am the jester, and this future I propose — Danny raises his arm, and there's a sword in his hands that he brings down, the picture is covered in blood splatters again

Let the fool, let me, the jester, bring the olden tales to close — in the darkness, Jazz wakes up with a gasp

Let the fool, let me, the jester, a new saga now compose — she is crouching over the grave she just got out of, her clothes dirty and her hair messed up, and then she turns to look at the white castle that can be seen in the distance

~•~•~•~

I did miss a few lines because I didn't have anything specific imagined for them. Also, just so you have the idea of the color scheme and vibe for this whole thing, here are some pictures:

[P.S. I have not, unfortunately, came up with anything for 'Inertia' by AJR, but there's a piece for 'Pomegranate Lips' by Derivakat that I'm in the process of writing <3]

[petrichoremojis]

[ID: two drawings of an hourglass on an angle, with most of the sand in the lower portions. there is a green line with arrows on both sides wrapped around it. the first image has white highlights on the hourglass, and the second does not. end ID]

'timeloop'

[malicocks]

honestly, they had no business looking that hot in the nowverse ...

[themartyrtheriftandthetraitor]

Something I think about a lot is the filming order of the Bizzyboy Instructional Tapes.

I think the contender for earliest filmed tape is 'A Bedtime Tail'. A lot of the dialog refers to 'thirty years' as the time between rift openings, but Hauzer says thrice a century, and inspekta says thirty-three years? So it seems like it's 33.3 years apart? I don't know. If i'm right about it being 33 years between openings, that would mean this was filmed 3 years before the events of the game. Either way, that's likely to be the first one filmed out of all of them - it seems the most 'normal', for lack of a better term. Second most recent filmed would likely be 'The Rift and You'. They'd have to have waited for the rift to start opening to get those shots. Unclear how long it takes for the rift to start doin' it's thang (professional term), but I imagine it's a month+ in advance of the Festival of the Rift. Once again, seems like a very normal video. There's a bit of Spek worship in it, but it doesn't read as sinister, more like the Bizzies being terrible at video editing. If I had to guess, this was filmed before King got elected. The most recent would be the God Awards. Pure propaganda hitpiece video. No defending it. I wonder what Patty and the others thought about it while working on it... It was probably really weird to make! It's now time to discuss Cooking with the Capo. In the speedrunning discord (come speedrun the game btw it's fun) we've begun theorizing that the video we see in the Bizzybodega is NOT what was originally on that tape, because if it is, that means someone had to sit down and edit footage of Capochin cutting out his organs, and I just can't see it. The idea we've been tossing around is that due to Buzzhuzz's nature as the home of History and Invention, the tape has changed to show us something we had to see. So, uh, no clue on when the original video would have been filmed.

[good-beans]

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[aria0fgold]

So my isat au-- that I don't have a title for just yet but-- My isat au, featuring Odile in pain, love her! Basically, the general gist of it is: What if Odile loops au but during the Act 5 moments, ended up dying after the family members got to her by the King battle cuz of her abusing the power of Craft and it just ran out so she ended up Supposedly dying. But she didn't. And instead finds herself back in that same shop.

Sooo... in that au, nothing much changed with the wishes from canon, everyone wished the same things Except instead of the Universe granting Siffrin the power to make that wish come true, they brought the spotlight to Odile. Odile is trapped in a timeloop she doesn't even know Why she was in it, especially when her wish was just a simple coin toss. It takes a long while for her to get enough info to suspect Siffrin but whenever she tries to confront em bout it, she gets dodged every single time. It also doesn't help that Siffrin Doesn't remember the loops (also in my au, Siff is still the one person able to read the books from The Country, however... he first needs to die from the King's attack, the next loop would temporarily equip them with a memory that allows them to read books from The Country, Odile doesn't like doing that).

No changes with Loop too, aaannd so we get back to the prologue of sorts of it. She was boutta turn to stone, but she ended up looping! That has lasting effects. First off, the current loop she now finds herself in after That Whole Ordeal, is a lil different, for one thing, no one remembers the previous loop, Including Loop themself. But they Feel that Something Is Wrong. Siffrin feels it especially strongly, he thinks that he had a nightmare and had to just Find Odile Immediately. The others felt as though Something Bad happened to Odile too but can't quite place the feeling of it other than being strangely worried and anxious bout her. When Odile went to Loop, Loop started teasing her about the whole "hurting your family members" thing during the start of Act 5, that's all they remember from that loop. So Odile was just: "I died." And Loop gonna be: "Well! I guess the others didn't reach you in time then, who in their right mind would take on the King all alone--" "No. They reached me, but I died. I wasn't supposed to loop." The two had a long discussion bout that, she'd spend the entire loop there but had to spend the rest of the day with the others with how worried they looked.

Also the lasting effects of the previous loop is: Odile was lvl 99 when she died, she's still lvl 99 in the new loop BUT it counts down per loop. The lower it gets, cracks form on her body. So now she has only 99 attempts left. She needs to get out of the loop then.

[girlvinland]

Also. Man. ISaT is such a mindfuck after a while. I started getting to a point tonight where I was like oh god what have I already done where have I already gone who did I already talk to about what what the fuck is even happening anymore and I finally had to call it for today bc my head was spinning too much lmao 😵‍💫

[chimerahyperfix]

You’re looking for something— no, someone, too, aren’t you?

(I can’t comprehend how you understand what’s going on, with your lifeless shell. Craft as you are.)

[arolesbianism]

A small timeline of Chou loops

[sketchy-galaxy]

I CANT DO THIS ANYMOREEEE I JUST WANNA WRITE MY SILLY FO CROSSOVER FANFICTION PLEASEEEEEEEEEE

[inkpot909]

There’s a dogshit bucci gang x pothead!reader headcanon list that’s been tainting my drafts for nearly a year at this point.

I yearn for stupid headcanons… but each time i just sigh and think not today. As if i haven’t sat on it for long enough. Hell will freeze over before my radical pothead content is released.

I’m in a cage; send help

[soloavengers]

executive dysfunction is executively dysfunctioning indeed

[dubious-writing]

Someone made a TikTok post about my fic??? Wow!!!! ❤️❤️❤️ That’s so cool honestly, I’m so happy they liked it that much!!!