#they are based off of moon and sun from soul eater

[obamerzslop]

Terrible Moon and Sun looked fucked up lmfao

[worldismyne]

Soul Eater Lore brainrot

No secret I'm working on another long fic, but I acciedentally glanced at a part of the wiki that's attached to Fire Force and... yeah. I don't see it working (still reading it, but it's... yeah)

So uh, below the cut is my prewriting for fixing the lore. Because I wrote my first fic in the middle of SE's manga updating, and it added some extra constrictions I had to work with.

First, some canon things to work off of

Shinigami-sama is the god of order, not the god of death. He is a underworld/death god, but his powers are all about maintaining balance in the world of the living by killing people.

Shinigami-sama describes witches as destructive (examples of magic use in canon are: creating new life (weapons), creating black blood, creating magical tools, creating familiars (medusa's snakes), creating ice, creating an entire other realm, moving from one body to the next, moving things in space and time) Conclusion, magic may be destructive to order, but it does not seem destructive by nature.

Old Ones include: Lord Death (God of Order), Asura (God of Madness/Fear?), Eibon (God of Knowledge), Great Old One of Power (black blood looking thing, coincidence?, let's call them Khonsu), Excalibur (light/holy motif, instills metatextual chaos and cringe in characters). Presented as Eldrich like beings that each have a wavelength that produces some form of madness in humans. Eibon, Khonsu, Asura, Excalibur are sealed away from humanity for one reason or another at the start of the series, Lord Death is rooted to Death City. The world seems the most stable when they're not literally running around.

There can only be one true god for any given concept (order, knowledge, etc), if a new one fully awakens, the previous one dies. Kid was created intentionally knowing this.

Greek mythology is heavily referenced, but not always accurate. Ex. Hades was the god of wealth and ruler of the under world. Lord Death is the god of order and ruler of the over world. But general themes seem to line up. (Like the fact Death is trapped in one spot, guarding god-eating entities, deals with souls, etc.) All seems based on vibes.

Not counting Fire Force canon. We're sticking with the SE manga only. (I haven't finished FF, it's been a process > - >)

Head canons from my previous work...

Pandora, mother of witches, cursed the gods with mortality after releasing Khonsu from his prison. Similar to Asura's release, there was chaos as the world tried to regain order.

Lord Death is a fragment of Hades (God of wealth and the underworld)

Humans serve Lord Death (order, reaping souls, right and wrong), witches served a god of life (chaos, creation). They've been at war forever over the Hades v Pandora fiasco. Lord Death and Eibon partnering on the magical tools was supposed to bring balance, but it just made things worse for both sides bringing us to present day SE.

Chrona was an artificial recreation of the god of life, Ragnarok was used to hide the birth of a new god from Shinigami-sama by literally overpowering Chrona's wavelength their whole childhood/teens.

Basically, one side cannot be stronger than the other. Things have been a mess because Lord Death was trying to call all the shots instead of letting things be delegated. The literal universe has been trying to get back to normal with LD trying to force it to do what he wants it to. When you're only tool is a hammer, everything looks like a nail.

New stuff I'm work shopping to expand the lore.

Alright, so the first thing I did was like, a cursory glance at Greek mythology and the Fates/Morai are the ones in charge of who lives and dies (including gods) not Hades. So, since we're big on the number 8 in Soul Eater we're going to use the 3 fates to fill in those empty god slots.

So we'll have a god of birth/magic associated with the sun. (Inspired by the spinner Clotho)

A god of life/present/destiny associated with the moon (to replace the previous one god of life the witches valued the most, inspired by the allotter Lachesis)

And a god of demise/future associated with the stars. (Inspired by the inevitable Atropos)

They can be the 3 Asura ate, because they were the only ones who could have theoretically had the power to kill him. They knew this would happen (because, y'know, fate) and were the first to fragment into demi-gods before getting killed by Asura. Easy, breezy, beautiful; cover girl. 

So, then you can have a scenario where the witches' side and LD's side have been trying to compensate for the loss of these 3 major deities by taking over their duties. Which could theoretically maintain order, but it's all kinds of dysfunctional, and significantly less magical.

Bonus points for whenever one of them awakens without the other two, shit gets really chaotic.

SE begins when the new Allotter fragment tries to awaken, and the Inevitable is still missing/dormant.

[spidermilkshake]

On a Better Night (Chapter 1)

It's already on FF.net, but here's the first chapter here! It' an AU! Gregory is early. Running loose in the Pizzaplex, the boy must rely on his fast companion Freddy to uncover the dark secret of the murderous person in the bunny suit-whom none of the quirky robot entertainers and workers seem to be able to see. Things go quite differently this time, and "Vanny" becomes a true source of dread.

Next: (upcoming!)

Wordcount: ~2700

Content Warnings: Greggy boy has minor injuries (Blood!), Greggy boy has a mouth like a sailor!

On a Better Night

Chapter 1: Slide Into Fun!

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The boy began to wish for longer legs. Futile as it was; that flaw was down to his past four years of stunted access to milk for his bones… or more likely, just sustenance in general. The sealed stuff hucked into dumpsters or skimmed from the backs of this place’s restaurants was an improvement from the foster house’s gruel, and likely the reason he could maintain this sprint at all. He pelted up the atrium’s escalator. Muffled thumps pounded behind him—the padded cartoonish feet of a monster dressed as a rabbit. Where had she come from? How was she keeping pace in the bulky costume?

It turned out, as she drew up to the bottom of the active escalator, she wasn’t. Gregory could hear her pout out of frustration as she skidded to avoid the “toe-eaters”. It was what his mom had called escalators so long ago—laughing at her little boy’s confusion but also steering well away from them and usually choosing the brilliant cylinder of the accessibility elevator. The description would ring true with the fabric costume feet. Something zinged past his hair, so close he felt a wave of his bangs flapping in the wind before his instincts even forced him to crawl the last few steps on hands and knees. A kitchen knife clanged and bounced against the floor on the first level before it skidded to a halt at the base of a riding rocket coin-op. machine. A peek over his shoulder confirmed the rabbit lady was cutting aside, glaring with those brain-piercing red bulb eyes, their pupils pulsating outwards and yet somehow cutting into one’s soul. She waved with a sharp finger waggle before ducking into a staff-only door, seeking an alternate path.

Gregory broke into a shaky sweat. No telling where the hell she was now; she could cut him off at any time. It had been so long since he’d had a real visit here—and he’d been so little at the time… Crawling forward, he closed a hand around the handle of the discarded knife. She probably had more, at least one more. Or something worse.

When he pulled himself upright, dark imaginings gave way to a sudden and stupefied remembrance as his eyes were thrust against the painted, joyful decal dominating the brickwork before him. Sun and clouds, a soft blue moon and poking out rainbow on the outskirts, framed the words—Superstar Daycare, Pickup Area. A big, yellow arrow directed him towards a pair of large double doors. No worse for wear from time… though, to be frank, it had not been that many years since he was young enough to be toddling in, led by his mother’s hand.

His hands pressed against the doors. A durable rattle.

“Shit,” of course, the Daycare had some form of security pass required to even approach—something only employees and parental units of the attendees would have. He bashed his forehead upon the sturdy door as one hope of a hiding place he knew half-decently slipped out of reach.

A deep whirr, of descending tone, forced his eyes back open wide. The place was dark. And as the main power cut off—the security locks holding the doors released. With a yelp the scrawny child faceplanted to the floor inside the entrance corridor—a second yelp and a sucking of breath in around his gritted teeth coincided with the knife in his hand slipping in his grip, biting into the skin between thumb and forefinger.

He dragged himself to his knees and clasped both the improvised weapon and the new gash—Gregory chose to count his blessings. There was a desk inside the Daycare… or maybe more than one? It had been a long time and the delve into memory had places his brain seemed to decline access to. There would be first aid, a light source, maybe something better to fend off the long-eared psycho—and then he could find someplace to squeeze into that some murderous lady in a crappy fursuit wouldn’t think of.

He sped up—blitzing past the restrooms and the ATMs in the hallway and cutting around the fountain. The roll-up door had aux. power and groaned up a few feet as the motion sensor responded to his nearing, and once he’d slid under in a passable imitation of Freddy on-stage, nostalgia slowed him up:

The ceiling was a black vault. Scattered with glow-in-the-dark stars, milky way speckles. The golden statues were as glimmery and polished as he remembered—the two characters posed back-to-back. He squinted as he got to his feet and readjusted pressure over his cut; he had trouble remembering the characters themselves—were they animals? Were they supposed to be humans? They hadn’t the features of either… wait. The Sun and the Moon. That had been the theme, of course. That was why it had slipped his mind. These were so unlike the other Fazbear characters. Another wash of nostalgia broke over him as he skirted around the gigantic statues’ base and was met with the slide.

Oh, damn, I loved this thing, He almost cracked a grin, for some dumb reason. The words “Slide Into Fun!” had a much cheesier resonance now that he was so much closer to puberty, but at the time all he could remember was the thrill of that steep, forbidden-seeming portal—green and yellow plastics reflecting all the differing lights of the playzone and upper tier and giving the place a surreal appeal.

Now, of course, it was a gaping pit into blackness. But he could hide in that. Gregory tucked his legs into the tubular slide and scooted forward with care not to make much noise, and to not pick up too much speed along the slopes and loops. He crashed into the cushioning vat of plastic spheres in a tuck and roll maneuver, curled around both his injured hand and the loose knife. Head and shoulders rose from the ball pit, a bright yellow and magenta orb clattering aside.

It was quiet.

There was a low creak of plastic and foam-padded metal contracting amongst the trio of convoluted play structures. A faint array of glow-in-the-dark stars, moons, and galaxies was the only source of light in here with the power down, transforming the heaping forms of climbing areas, bouncy zones, and the castle-like facades into dark silhouettes, tiny beads of bright colors at the highest points under the glow of the décor…

This was not as Gregory remembered, as far as his fuzzy memories went. So quiet. No music. He heard his own breath, and almost jumped in fright as the creeping movement forward to the arching ramp exit set off a cascade of hollow clunks from the displaced balls. Wincing at what now rang in his ears, the boy clambered out and clutched the kitchen knife overhand, trying to decide where to hole up. Trying to recall what the good nooks and crannies were—where grown-up sized hands couldn’t easily reach.

First things first, though: Gregory felt his way forward to avoid any collisions with the low crafts tables and tiny stools, or any toys left scattered around. Oddly, he didn’t find much in the way; a cleared path lay between the ball pit’s entrance and the security desk, where a series of safety lights outlined a flashlight recharge station’s dopey cartoon ears and a first aid cabinet’s smooth white top in a blue-white halo. He set down the blade on the floor just below the latter and pried open the shiny metal square. Digging in it after bandages was the horrendous crinkling of paper that the boy dreaded—sound that overpowered the throbbing in his ears. He retrieved the weapon—and then snatched up the heavy black staff flashlight from the Freddy mock-up’s jaws, which accordioned shut.

With a click that still felt much too loud in the oppressive silence, Gregory was relieved to find the flashlight still provided a bright, stable beam. The light speared up across the rafters which caged around the giant bulbs of the main lights, catching on the metal bars as if on massive spider webs—panning down until illuminating the tower façade and its balcony, ringed with animatronic mechanisms that ordinarily would have rotated puffy white clouds around its arched doorway. Gregory never understood how anyone ever could get up there; in fact, what had that space been for again? Wasn’t there a…?

A prickle of hairs raised on the nape of his neck. Just around the same time that a light jangle registered in his ears. The musical trill echoed in a strange way, and Gregory whirled around to try and find the source. The jingle grew rhythmic, in time with rapid, even steps, as if attached to the limbs of something unseen—something crawling. The bells were joined by the increasingly apparent clicks and creaks of a nimble mechanism.

“Wh-who’s there?” Gregory mustered up a squeak of a whisper, scanning around desperate for any sign of the approaching being. This wasn’t a killer in a rabbit suit, nor anyone working Security, though even if this mechanical entity was more like Freddy it had taken some convincing to have Freddy take his side and keep his location a secret from the handful of adults seeking him out. He made an about face, holding tightly both his items but his hands shaking; still no sight, but all manner of sounds, growing and growing, “Helloo..? C-c’mon, this isn’t funny…”

Suddenly the boy could make out his shadow against the padded floors, his skinny, undersized form outlined in a few lumen of deep crimson red. His heart almost jumped into his throat as he spun in a panic, trying to gain distance from the light source at the same time and instead tripping back onto his rear—thankfully not losing grip on either light or knife. The end point of a swirly slide faced him, an aqua blue now stained with red from the two pinpricks of robotic eyes bobbing from within. A pair of darkened hands clasped either side of the plastic and hauled the rather spindly form forward, free of the playground equipment, though it stayed in a deep hunch that made its exact shape hard to pick out. Gregory knew he might regret it, but lowered the flashlight beam until the outskirts of the illuminated cove cast over it…

Then, Gregory remembered. The statues. Sky Clowns. Or… jesters? Jester might fit the fanciful theming somewhat better. This did not change the fact that the celestial-faced robot was now staring him down, creeping even closer in a feral crouch, with beady red pupils flicking over and examining the trespasser with a fixed grin much wider that humanly possible—not a single part of its uncannily huge, discus-like head able to move or emote but the Terminator eyes.

Not a fun association for the child to have as the moon creature neared, and made it obvious the thing was also much larger than a grown man—much more comparable to Freddy. Perhaps a sliver or so taller. Giant hands with their long, creepy, realistically articulate fingers, big enough to have palmed Gregory’s head like the mini-basketballs at the Hoop Shootz games.

“Who—” The voice was not as the boy would have guessed. It was whisper-soft: One of those high, ambiguous, playful voices that was sure to be found amongst any roster of young childhood educational media. Though, at first, its tone was rough and flat—

—then, its face shuddered with a sudden halting of motion, and there was a series of hard clicks as it blinked no less than ten times in swift succession; then, with Gregory jolting back, its facial disc revolved in place a complete 360°, and then a touch more, ending up with a head tilted in a curious fashion. “Oh…” Its tone fluttered up now, almost pleased. Too pleased, with how quiet and creepy the boy found it. “Aren’t you up late… It’s past your bedtime~”

“Wh-what?” Gregory shifted, trying to push himself over with one elbow, on his way to his feet. The knife’s blade gleamed in the light of the Moon—catching its notice instantly, its head raising and lowering on its jointed neck to stay level with it, “Hey—I’m not—I don’t go to this Daycare..! I’ve gotta hide, alright?”

“No, no, no—little friend…” A huge metal hand enclosed firmly over Gregory’s. When did it move? He felt himself raised instantly to his feet but otherwise immobilized. The night-clown’s other hand tightened over the blade portion even as the kid struggled, covering the dangerous portion entirely before the absurd strength of the fingers pried his thumb from the handle and snatched away the implement, “No big knives in my Daycare—that means kitchen knives, boxcutters, pocket knives, anything but plastic ones~ They’re dangerous, little friend..!”

Gregory clamped his mouth shut; he could not scream, or call out for Freddy if he happened to be near. Yanking back, he was shocked when the robot released its grip, scuttling up closer as the boy staggered backwards. Its eyelids narrowed, darkening the redness around them.

“Hide..?” It chuckled, a deeper sound that lilted up crazily until it was squeaking with suppressed mirth, “Why should you need to hide?~ It is well after midnight, naughty boy—well after playtime…” Gregory blasted the flashlight beam full in the Moon’s cratered face as it began to advance, well aware it still held the knife. Granted, it was holding it utterly backwards, but anything that big with a knife, in a dark deserted Daycare, and walking almost on all-fours with its entire hip joint bent in the wrong direction—was bad news. The blinding flash appeared to do nothing but make it blink a few more times.

“I am not a little kid—stoppit! Keep back!”

The crescent shape of its face popped back, tilted to a ninety-degree angle. “You are not a child..?”

“I-I’m not a baby—” Gregory shuffled back, grip tightening on the flashlight, “Can you just… get lost? That crazy rabbit lady might get in here any minute—I need a… an armored bunker, not a Daycare!”

A mechanical whirr sounded in time with the robotic caretaker’s head tilting down, up, down—giving the boy a once-over, and then a twice-over before it made a confused little noise, “You are a child… And you are quite little…” It’s head spun once more in a slow rotation, back arching up higher and returning to the bipedal pose (barely). “And you sound very cranky… You need bedtime.”

“No, I need someone to listen when I say there’s a killer bunny-rabbit fursuiter skipping around in here chasing me! With that!” He jabbed a finger towards the knife tucked in the robot’s palm, returning its attention down to the weapon. “Instead of just going through the motions and trying to lock me up!”

The nighttime Attendant’s leg raised, making a complete rotation of its ball-joint hip so that its knees were the right way around, before raising up one finger: “Stay right here, naughty child… I’m going to put this away~” It flexed its long fingers over the blade, “When I come back please be ready to sleep… You’ll feel much better after a nap..!”

“No, I will not—”

He wasn’t able to finish in time—with a metal clicking and a soft ffssht! and twng! something shot up in a dark blurr behind the robot into the starry vault—And, with a receding chuckle, the Moon rose up like a loose balloon, the red points of its eyes disappearing behind the forms of towers and slides. Gregory whipped around, neck craning up but unable to keep track of it, especially not as it drew away far enough that its wrist, shoe and hat bells were inaudible. Once more he was alone in the Daycare; the boy let out a weak sigh. At least this way he had time to figure out a place to hole up—at least until the power cut back on and he could get some word to Freddy…

[soul-dwelling]

Was the world building in NOT even good? Most what I heard seemed to be contrived (people saying "Dead" as some general world, but never in the series... Or that Japans Minister has to be from the DWMA?) Dunno maybe there are more different examples that seem cool, but even a third Gorgon sister that never was mentioned before or other star clan survivors seem like more caricatures of what most people would think of a "bad fanfic" as being.

The world building was there–and I get if readers think it wasn’t enough. There was no way anything short of some encyclopedia of all things Soul Eater was ever going to satisfy everyone about how the entire setting works. Imagine what it was like for some of us working on the wiki and trying to fill in blanks.

(And, sorry, anyone still saying “You should treat Fire Force as a prequel!” but that entire manga does not answer actual world-based questions: again, who out there was asking “Why are the Sun and Moon like that?” instead of “No, seriously, how does the Death Room work?” or “Why are the werewolves but Free and maybe Alone all dead?” or “WHERE THE HELL IS MAKA’S MOM?!” The last chapter of Fire Force can’t even answer those questions–and for spoilers, no, _that scene_ in Fire Force does not answer that last question.)

The wiki summarizes a lot of what you learn from NOT about how Death City and the DWMA work:

As discussed, the Prime Minister of Japan has to be a DWMA graduate.

And we learn about the “Death Child” slang.

The cafeteria at the DWMA has food from all over the world.

The DWMA is funded by taxes from nations all over the world.

DWMA’s dress code is so lax that, while there are numerous uniform options, you can pretty much just wear your regular attire.

Death City has a mish-mash of architecture and transportation from all over the world.

DWMA students receive a weekly allowance and can take on on-campus work or work at local shops for additional money.

Any student who takes on a “stage name” (Soul’s name) has to keep it for a minimum of two years.

I can’t blame people for thinking “bad fanfic” OCs when looking at Akane, Shaula, or that surprise final chapter of NOT character–which is not fair to those characters. Yeah, I know, they are fictional characters, they are only as good as the writer, etc. But a character is probably going to be someone’s favorite character, and it’s a shame that Akane and [NOT spoiler] don’t get to be more of something. For me to invoke “bad fanfic OC” feels doubly insulting, as there are OCs out there that are so much better than what some canon gives. A character is only as good as the writer; I can’t say that all the characters in NOT got what they deserve.

Akane really only seems to come alive when bouncing off Clay, who has a lot more personality. (Or maybe I’m just biased towards Clay, for reasons.)

The secret final chapter character is…just kind of there as a last gag about Tsugumi’s problem throughout the series, her inability to pick a meister.

The refusal to let Shaula interact with Medusa or Arachne at any point limits any sense of a character to her.

(Is it any wonder I can’t look at Fire Force and think, “Oh, yeah, this was great writing,” when the same problems that were in NOT and Soul Eater pretty much define how he wrapped up that entire manga?)

Seeing as NOT was some of the last Soul Eater content we were getting, maybe I gave the series more credit than it deserved. I know at least one person expressed a sentiment I now share, that it felt like NOT and its anime existed as a way to test out more Soul Eater stuff, so people like me bought the set in the United States–and we never got that follow up or more of Soul Eater.

And now Fire Force comes along to punk people like me, who just devolve into a variation of that SpongeBob meme: “You used this…FOR A PREQUEL?!” Like, at the end of the day, that’s all I can think when looking at NOT and Fire Force: instead of letting these be stories on their own, they ended up just being set up for stuff in Soul Eater. The difference is, at least Tsugumi had her own story; Fire Force now feels like a Soul Eater footnote instead of a series standing on its own.

I will say, the worldbuilding in NOT came in bits and pieces at random times, notably in the “JOT” chapters that seemed like filler whenever the already glacier-pace plot moved anywhere. Those little bits filled in gaps, but I agree that there wasn’t as much as there could have been. It almost feels like the trivia about Death City and the DWMA were inserted in those chapters because Ohkubo didn’t have a chapter ready to continue Tsugumi’s story, so we get vignettes and little bits of trivia until the story can get moving again.

It also feels like anything that was in NOT is being ignored in favor of saying “Actually, the stuff in Fire Force takes precedence.” We thought Death City had an eclectic style due to being an internationally funded city–but, nope, let’s just pretend it was Fire Force that caused that. I mean, NOT acted like the architecture throughout Death City was inspired by nations around the world–except the original Soul Eater didn’t show that. Now Fire Force acts like the Lord Death iconography is global rather than just confined to Death City. It’s not as if there wasn’t Lord Death iconography around the world before, so it’s not a big difference, but it now makes NOT stick out even more as an outlier.

[buirbaby]

Thistle & Thorn Prologue

Summary: Nessia MacDougal begins her journey in her secondary school years to attend Hogwarts. Hailing from a respected family in Northern Scotland, she must put aside her trepidation and nerves to begin exploring the witch she's truly meant to become. Rating: General - for everyone!

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Author Notes:  Hello! This is purely a guilty pleasure writing for me in which I insert a Scottish OC. Based in the 80s and loosely around the plotline of Hogwarts Mystery, I hope to embark on a long, but fun journey with my OC through their years at and after Hogwarts. I’m not personally Scottish, so if any of the annunciations sound wrong or if you have better recommendations for certain slang, please let me know in the comments~! I will be posting a schedule to keep myself on track for updates, but will release a few chapters in the beginning at once to get the ball rolling. Thank you for reading and I hope you enjoy!

Dark shadows ran along the length of the hall, dyeing the once porous taupe stone in an inky mask. Grasping forward like prying fingers, the door creaked open, the illumination of a hearth casting a fiery halo around the arm chair that obscured the flame's light. A figure was sitting, the footsteps nigh on silent if not for the old floor boards that had been resting firmly in place for centuries within the MacDougal estate. The man's head tilted and a laugh rumbled in the back of his throat, a deep noise like thunder on the horizon hinting at the lightning to come.

"I didnae ken ye'd come here. That'll be yer mistake," the familiar depth of a voice cut against the cracking of the wood, less crinkled by age, and marred by the tremulous heat of calm wrath.

"The Dark Lord sends his regards," finally the intruder spoke, raising a wand to poise it toward where the gentleman sat. With a grandiose flourish and a blast of venomous green light, the armchair whirled and the victim did not sit within it.

"I warned ye. Yer cheap tricks dinnae work on me," a broad man stepped from out of a corner where the light of the fire did not touch, his wand raised, and emerald eyes glinting from beneath a heavy furrowed brow. His wordless curse flew through the air, smacking into his foe with the force of a mack truck and rendering them to their knees as the life ebbed out of them. It was no killing curse, but powerful enough in due part to the man's tenacity and skill, sitting upon the mantle a crux of his legacy: his accolades as an Auror. Badges, medals, a picture of the chief shaking hands with the last minister that he had served before going into retirement to care for the family estates. Angus MacDougal was a legend and a man to be feared if you ended up on the opposite side of where his wand tilted.

Scoffing quietly to himself, he kept his wand drawn as he erred closer to the body of the Death Eater. Multiple attempts had been made on his life, despite his derision to remain just council for the war and not a participant. He had already lost too much and still there was more he could lose, thus putting himself in a worse position than he was already in was not amongst his priorities. Yet, Voldemort kept sending pitiful excuses to his home in the highlands, each attempt thwarted, but to what purpose? To probe? To see what the MacDougal defenses were like?

"Bhan?"

Angus stiffened, his wand lowering as he cocked his head toward the door where a young girl stood. Tucked under her arm was a krup plush, stained with the years of her incessant adoration, the white fur yellowed and the eyes loose on the smushed face. Immediately, he stepped in the path of the crumpled form, but it was too late for him to obscure who or what it was, the child's perceptive ivy eyes tracing the being.

"Another one?" Nessia muttered, rubbing a bleary eye. "They're not gaunnae get ye too are they, Bhan?"

Angus steeled himself, bending down to pick the child up into his arms, one of the reasons he'd refused to fight this war. "Nay, not a soul on this Earth that can get the jump on ol' Bhan, ye ken this."

"I thought the same of Ma and Pa," Nessia countered dubiously. "That makes 2 just this moon."

"Yer too smart for yer own good," Angus grumbled, albeit in irritation and part in amusement that the young girl was attentive enough to remember such details. Removing her from the scene entirely, he strolled down the cottage halls, away from his solar and across toward the living quarters. "Now, I tol' ye that yer room is the safest place for ye. I've gone and put spells on it to keep the bad folk outta there. Why'd ye come out?"

Tilting questioning eyes, framed by thick dark lashes, the child heaved a sigh. "The green light, Bhan."

His mouth quirked, not in a smile, but nearly in a grimace. The light of the killing curse, the unnerving glow that had stolen the life force from her parents as she stood in her cradle as a toddler. A few years had passed, but the aging bairn still remembered.

"Master?" Hoggle, the cottage's house elf appeared from around a corner, batty ears slicked back like hair and a rag made of the family's tartan draped around his knobbly form. Angus had given him nicer attire, but Hoggle preferred the tartan for some odd reason.

"Go an fetch Logan. There be another in the solar, if ye ken me meaning," Angus informed the servant, who didn't hide their frown, and nodded solemnly. Certainly, the house elf caught his drift and if Angus didn't take care of the person himself, he had his grandson Logan and Nessia's older sibling handle it as he was more than a decade her senior and having just graduated Hogwarts.

"Aye," Hoggle bowed and trotted off without another word.

He wanted this damn war to be over, for the assault on his kin to cease, but just like many others who wished for it to end-the only end would be when either the Dark Lord was overthrown or he achieved what he wanted. In a few more years, would he even be able to send Nessia to school? Or would he be just as worried as when he'd sent Logan? Even with Dumbledore as headmaster, an old reliable friend to Angus, he knew that the wizard had more to handle than just the governance of the academy.

Opening the door to the child's room, he breathed a small sigh, his eyes skimming the haven that she'd decorated herself. Nessia had always been a perceptive child, enthralled by a few eclectic hobbies, most notably her obsession with plants over people. Various shelves were host to plants both of non-magical and supernatural function. The tall, double decker windows at the back of the room were shaded by a thin sheath of fabric that acted as a meager barrier between the sun that would rise in a handful of hours and bask the room for the better half of the day in warm sunlight, baking the girl's greenhouse of a bedroom.

Angus despised messes and untidiness, but when he glanced around at the dirt on the floor, the opened leather journals and books scattered on the desk, he did not see a mess. Rather, he saw organized chaos reminiscent of his son—her father. To the unknowing eye, this place was not a bedroom and much more like a jungle in northern Scotland. But each item had a home and each trinket carefully placed so that Nessia could find it without even trying. Her bed was hidden beneath a canopy that pooled over in marble queen pothos vines, the white leaves flecked with verdant spots.

It was quite obvious what the girl would spend her time studying the most when she finally went to Hogwarts. Whilst not a combative subject like Defence, Angus thought the peace suited her better and hoped the child never had to lift a wand as he had or as her parents had. Where had that gotten them? Two dead, another with a target on their back. If Nessia could grow up to be a researcher, a herbologist, or a Potioneer—she would be safe.

"Noo, I'm gaunnae hae tae get ye Venomous Tentacula tae keep ya in bed. Hae it guard the door," Angus threatened with no heat in his voice, tucking the girl beneath the fold of a thick sapphire quilt that had belonged to her mother.

Nessia's rose lips cracked a frail smile, still daunted by the blinding light that had brightened the entire manor. "I'll jus' learn how tae handle that one too, Bhan," she reminded him, fingers curling around the edge of the blanket. Despite her calm voice, the child's knuckles whitened like snow as she clutched the fabric. "Are ye gaunnae go right away?"

"I can stay. Til ye fall asleep," he promised, smoothing down the dark tumbles of the girl's hair that reminded him of bramble—an absolute mess that he didn't know how to handle. She'd gotten that from her mother and that woman had been the only one with a sliver of an idea of how to control the frazzled mess.

The room quieted, a soft sigh parting the girl's lips and only the wind skimming across the moor could be heard as it billeted the cathedral windows, rattling the frame and cracking against the setting. Angus' eyes trailed over to the shade, the dull moonlight attempting to cut through a thicket of clouds and bask the window just as the sun usually did. However, the light was faint that evening and Angus could only presume that the macabre transgressions of the night had been reflected up in the sky like an ominous painting of the war raging across the wizarding world.

How many more interrupted nights would there be? How many more evenings that Angus had to remain sitting vigil lest they be overtaken by another Death Eater?

[smuttymess]

bts astro soulmate reading | for anon

sign: libra sun | aries moon | libra rising

lover: Min Yoongi | soulmate: Jung Hoseok

This reading is for my cute anon moot. Honestly this one was tough because your chart is quite unique, but I am really happy with how it turned out - I fuckin snapped on this one. I hope you enjoy & it feeds your inner delulu ;)

A sun in Libra means that your soul craves balance, harmony and peace in your life and your relationships. Due to your caring, optimistic, and encouraging nature you happily boast a large circle of friends and acquaintances who adore you. Generally, you are known as a king person who people can rely on for a vent sesh or some good advice in a pinch. Upholding your integrity and high position in these interpersonal relationships is one of your highest priorities, as you want to maintain the persona you’ve established at all costs. Above all, you want to be respected and loved by those who you are close to and even sometimes those you are not, fearing unsteadiness and turbulence in terms of your image. If your sun sign represents what you want, you moon sign represents what you need. And you, Aries moon, needs fire, excitement, stimulation, and adventure. Your Aries nature is at odds with kind, harmonious Libra, wanting to disrupt, rebel and shake things up. This creates quite an interesting contradiction within your truest self, which desires both balance, security and stability but also independence and unpredictability - a dilemma that you may struggle to find peace with throughout your life.

Charming, attractive and strong, it is likely that you have your share of admirers. You can’t help it (you flirt as easily as you breathe!) plus your slightly mischievous demeanor only makes you more alluring to those you meet. This works out for you nicely, as given your Libra nature you love nothing more than to be adored romantically. One of the most passionate signs in the zodiac, it’s not unlike you to be involved in many romantic relationships, falling in love easily and unabashedly with a variety of people who come into your life. While one day you may envision an a home and a more stable life (your Libra heart at work) that thought can feel somewhat foreign when there are just so many people, places and things to explore.

Your adventurous spirit and joie de vivre makes you the life of the party, the one people call for a good conversation or a night of debauchery. It is not uncommon for your friends to entrust you with scoping out the next opportunity to get into a little trouble, knowing you will find the best option. While your Libra is happy to have a wild night out, your Aries moon usually wants to up the ante - why go to a regular old bar when you could go to a secret, underground lounge that boasts go-go dancers and fire eaters. It is at one of these events, a lavish multi-course dinner at a downtown music venue to kick off a long, eventful night, that your attention is drawn to the stage for the night's entertainment. From the minute you lay your eyes on the performer on stage, his hands gripping the microphone as his piano accompaniment dances through the air, you are fully entranced by the artist. Your Aries moon makes you much more decisive than others who share your sign, and you decide quite quickly that this boy with the black hair and broody mannerisms is what you need. Soon after leaving the stage, you make a flimsy excuse to get his attention, sauntering up to him and immediately making yourself known - his dark, slightly glossy eyes penetrating every inch of you as he introduces himself as Min Yoongi. There is a strong physical attraction here, and when he asks what you're up to after the show, you have no choice but to invite him along to the next spot.

In the hours, days and weeks that follow in getting to know Yoongi, you learn more about the beautiful soul that lies beneath the very strong, masculine persona that owns the stage. As air and water signs, you two connect quickly - fucking after a couple rounds of whiskey back at his place - after which you spend hours tapping into the mind of the soft and creative Min PD. Yoongi is a true Pisces, his caring, romantic and sentimental nature clear very early as he sits back and enjoys simply basking in your company, letting you open up and taking you in as your eyes light up, energetically moving from thought to thought (as you are ought to do). His dreamy, patient and sensitive quality is heightened by his Neptune in Capricorn, providing a softness that makes you fall hard and fast. He is drawn to your demonstrated strength, his more reserved, thinking Virgo Moon latching on to your confident, optimistic Libra Aries duality.  He possess a graceful, calm quality from his Libra Jupiter that you deeply admire, as it is something you seek within yourself. You are both generous, peace-loving people, finding comfort in each other's propensity for pleasing each other. This extends into your sex life as well, which is equal parts passionate and intense.

You and Yoongi are both wired for pleasure and togetherness, and as a duo you are able to satisfy both of these desires, devoting countless hours to daydreaming, cuddling and fucking in his studio or at home. You two enjoy switching up power-play dynamics, you straddling him and pinning his hands to the bed while gently marking his neck to release moans from his lips before he uses his strength to flip you over and return the favor. Your sexual compatibility is not to be understated, the passion both of you possess being some of the most powerful in the zodiac.The concept of time ceases to exist when you find yourself intertwined with Yoongi, his hardness pressed into your center as he grinds against you, his lips expertly tracing your ear, and neck before moving to your breasts to tease your nipples until you're practically falling apart. For however soft and gentle Yoongi is, there is nothing that turns him into an animal quicker than hearing you beg underneath him as his fingers trace lower, slipping in between your thighs and onto your clit. He craves this level of intimacy with you, the moment you melt and truly become his. Say my name baby, I want to hear you.

It is only after months of amazing sex and pillow talk with this dreamy duo that he differences between you become very stark. Yoongi is a diehard romantic at the core, often making decisions in love that are more emotion-based - the main reason why he keeps his Pisces Sun and Mercury quite guarded. You, on the other hand, tend to be wary of commitment and tend to keep things casual and light, your Aries moon wanting freedom and autonomy. This scares Yoongi, who is quite willing to be loyal to the right person and wonders if he can really be enough for your highly sociable and outgoing Libra spirit. This is heightened by your strong need to be around people, receiving stimulation from the outside world, fueling his increased neediness (his Venus in Aries) that eventually transforms into resentment as he cannot see a future wherein you are ready to give it all up just for him. Ultimately, this relationship unable to move past a very intense friends-with-benefits scenario given your places in life, and you both need ample space to heal your wounds after going your separate ways - though you are not alone for long.

A double Libra, the way you present yourself - poised, polished, and elegant - and how you want to be perceived are very much in sync. You exude luxury, and and while your fashions may not be the loudest or most expensive in the room, you know how to make an impression even in a room filled with trendy, designer-clad fashion types. On a particular night out at a gallery opening, dressed in one of your newest thrifted and expertly styled pieces, you find yourself approached by a handsome stranger. Great find. Where did you get that that? Turning around, you are surprised by man who the voice belongs to - a tall, slender gentlemen dressed head to toe in contrasting prints: an asymmetrical color-blocked striped sweater and denim cutoffs paired with orange slides and a green beanie. His look is unusual, something that just anyone could pull off, but it striking nature of his posture and his face that truly has you staring. His hair parted to the side, you're able to take in the full visual of the man: his piercing dark brown eyes, sharp nose and defined jawline. After some light conversation, he offers to grab a drink sometime, which is less of a request than a demand as before you know it he hands you his card, the length of his fingers brushing yours and sending chills up your spine. He flashes you a devilish smirk before exiting the exhibit almost as swiftly as he arrived, prompting you to exhale as you begin to feel the ground beneath you once more.

In the early stages of dating, you two are both delightfully hard to get, the ego of his Aquarius Sun exhilarated by the chase and you turned on by the charming elusiveness of his personality - classic Air sign energy at play. Initially, see each other as enigmas, as things to be explored and conquered. You soon realize that his emotional detachment is merely a facade, a way to protect his fierce independence and ensure he does not get hurt again - something you can relate to quite well. Aquarius Hobi is highly perceptive, quickly able to put a finger on the pulse of who you are and what you want, seeing past your gentle, calm persona and tapping into that very restless, energized and mischievous Aries that beneath the surface of your do-gooder Libra. Initially, what starts as a more physical relationship and attraction to each other's complexity blooms into something much deeper and more profound as you get to learn each others shared insecurities and powerful internal worlds that are constantly thinking and reaching for new challenges. While you typically want to be fawned over and doted on, you enjoy diving beneath his into his independent, strong-willed and no-nonsense exterior (hello director Hobi) and accessing his softer sides - something very few people can do - through intellectual communication and shared experiences in your various social groups. Though slow to commit emotionally, once you are able to tap into his Venus in Pisces, you get to unearth the beauty of his dreamy, playful, sweet and adoring persona, which is in endless supply once he feels that he can trust his heart with your compassionate Libra soul.

By the time you find yourself naked in Hoseok's room for the first time, you are keenly aware that your physical relationship together is a space wherein you will surrender in ways you haven't been able to with anyone else. You in your Libra/Aries combo you possess both masculine and feminine features and an ability to both disarm and enchant but also dominate, but in bed it is Hoseok who more often than not holds the keys to your pleasure. His Aquarius ways makes him one of the least conventional and spontaneous partners in the zodiac, and this paired with his intense and impulsive Jupiter in Scorpio makes him an extremely passionate and engaging lover. He instinctively knows where to touch you to send you over the edge, having an awareness of your body that is almost unnerving - his ego loves knowing he has that control and you enjoy his slight posessiveness, enjoying role play during your regular nights out on the town. There are few things sexier to you than watching his eyes peering over his glass from across a room as he watches you so casually flirt with strangers, his gaze moving from your lips down over the curves accentuated by your outfit fo choice, knowing full well that the same outfit will be ruined within seconds of getting home. Your Aries moon is exhilarated when paired with the inventive Aquarius, who does not even think about fucking you until you've achieved your third consecutive orgasm by his fingers and tongue in the backseat of the car on your way home, you legs draped over his shoulders as he purrs into your folds. It isn't until after he feels satisfied that he unbuckles his pants and thrusts into you vigoursly, hitting your walls as his low voice coos into your ear. Are you thinking about him, baby? You know damn well only I can fuck you like this. Now be a good girl and tell me who you belong to - don't be shy now.

You and Hoseok are like-minded, airy souls, and together you are an extremely sociable and likable pair that enjoys life’s many pleasures and pushing the boundaries of the status quo. You work well as unit to achieve your individual goals, affording each other the delicate balance of freedom and togetherness your signs both truly need in a partnership but few others are able to provide, effectively eliminating the desire to stray. At the end of a long day of independent endeavors, you are both able to come home to each other and keep the fire burning in creative ways - think candlelit nights at home in with a personal chef followed by Hobi tying your wrists up and enjoying you for dessert. Your inner worlds compliment each other: the boundless encouragement of your double Libra serves as a healing tool for his relentless perfectionist and self-critical nature, while his dedication to excellence helps push you away from your indecision and people-pleasing ways and towards your goals. Given your shared taste for novelty and tendency to break from convention, you two may decide to push a traditional life of marriage and family to the back burner for many years, choosing to dedicate your lives to your work and each other as you continue to build, learn, and experience the world around you on your own terms. Together, you create a minimalistic home that serves as a base for you to quickly touch down and recharge before stamping your passport en route to your next delightful adventure.

[lyllyan-weiss]

LONG Character Survey: Lyllyan Weiss

BASICS.

FULL NAME: Lyllyan Aster Weiss

NICKNAME: Lyl, Lily, Lil' Lily.

AGE: 21

BIRTHDAY: 11th Sun of the 6th Astral Moon (November 10th)

ETHNIC GROUP: Auri|Xaela (In Eorzea)/ Human (Out of World)

NATIONALITY: Eorzean (In Eorzea)/American (Out of World)

LANGUAGES: Eorzean, Draconic, basically anything due to the echo.

SEXUAL ORIENTATION: She is Bi. Swings both ways. She loves all.

ROMANTIC ORIENTATION: Biromantic

RELATIONSHIP STATUS: Depending on the different routes on the story, she will be either single or taken.

CLASS: Jack-of-all-trades

•Knows everything and knows how to play everything.

• Favors caster classes above everything else.

HOMETOWN / AREA: N/A

CURRENT HOMETOWN / AREA: Shirogane is where her apartment is, but she sees Ishgard as her home that she spends her time in, and then the Crystarium had became home to her as well.

PROFESSION: Scion, Adventurer, Full time hero in both her world and Eorzea. In her world she is a waitress and an artist/animator.

PHYSICAL.

HAIR: Right now it is Brown with Light brown Highlights

EYES: Purple (Right), Green (Left)

NOSE: Small and Sharp

LIPS: Small and full

COMPLEXION: Pale but fair.

BLEMISHES: None.

SCARS: In Eorzea, her scars are battle scars that is more aligned on her back. They do not show up when she is in her world.

TATOOS: The Scion Tatoo on the part where the neck and back meet.

HEIGHT: 5'0

WEIGHT: 130lb (Eorzea)/ 150lb (Her World)

BUILD: Short, Thin and fit.

FEATURES: None really.

ALLERGIES: Rolanberries in Eorzea, Strawberries in her world.

USUAL HAIRSTYLE: Long hair with a half braid in the back in Eorzea. In her world she has short hair that stops in the middle of her neck.

USUAL FACE LOOK: Warm color Eye shadow applied lightly to the eyes and a very nude color for lipstick in Eorzea. In her world, she hardly puts make up on, but usually has dark circles due to being tired all the time.

USUAL CLOTHING: Depending on her mood, she'll go very modest, or wearing a bikini with thigh boots. In her world, she is always modest with usually a t-shirt and sweats.

PSYCHOLOGY.

FEARS: Bugs (Mainly Arachnids, spiders are the worst.) Antilions that hide in the sands. Losing her love ones. Becoming Sin Eater. Being alone. Falling.

ASPIRATIONS: Explore all of the worlds she could go to, but also to make animations that can change the world.

POSITIVE TRAITS: Stubborn, happy go lucky, Compassionate, tries to take care of everyone, protective, loving, friendly, trusting.

NEGATIVE TRAITS: Stubborn enough to push past her limits, usually getting her hurt. She so selfless that she tends to forget about taking care of herself. She can be too trusting of others that she often gets hurt in the end. She usually bottles her problems with the worry of being a burden to others. Very emotional driven (Just ask Ser Zephirin).

ZODIAC: Scorpio.

TEMPERAMENT: Artistic and Motherly

SOUL TYPE(S): The Priest, The Artisan, The Server.

ANIMALS: Cat

VICE HABIT(S): From the definition that I read, her faults are that she feels like anything bad that happens to her or her friends are her fault, and that she sometimes Envy others. But her hobbies that she enjoys are reading, triple triad, drawing, and writing.

FAITH: The Twelve. Even in her world she believes in the Twelve.

GHOSTS?: Definitely

AFTERLIFE?: I hope there is one.

REINCARNATION?: Well so far that we know, reincarnation is a thing, right?

ALIENS?: I doubt the world was made for one type of civilization, plus multiple worlds. Yes.

POLITICAL ALIGNMENT: Uh...Alphinaud does politics for me.

ECONOMIC PREFERENCE: Just trying to survive, man. Stable, I guess.

SOCIO POLITICAL POSITION: Uh... Alphinaud???

EDUCATION LEVEL: Lyllyan herself has had up to some college in her own world. In Eorzea, she has an understanding of Aether and well has learned all the classes, so being able to pick up something new, she can learn fairly quick.

FAMILY.

FATHER: Captain Carebear (Mykel Weiss)

MOTHER: She doesn't have the ability to go to Eorzea so her name is Lynn Weiss.

Siblings: Lucas Weiss(Rafien Dalarain(Deactivated)), Nathaniel Weiss(Random Guy (deactivated)), Olivia Weiss (Never been to Eorzea).

EXTENDED FAMILY: Grandmother(Nana)(Deceased), Granfather(Poppy), Fortemps Family (Rest in Peace Haucherfaunt).

NAME MEANING(S): Lyllyan is based off of the Lily flower. Aster is based off of the Aster flower, and then Weiss is a name given to those with white hair or pale complexion.

HISTORICAL CONNECTION: Um...Ascian? Amourotine?

FAVORITES.

BOOK: If its Manga, It's Rurouni Kenshin. Books would be the 'Septimus Heap' series by Angie Sage.

MOVIE/PLAY: Movie would be 'Wizard of Oz'. Favorite Play would be 'Hamilton'.

5 SONGS:

•'Seasonal Feathers' by Len and Rin Kagamine

•'Drakkar' by Distrion and Electro-Light

•'Light it Up' by Robin Hustin and TobiMorrow (feat. Jex)

•'Stitches' by Shawn Mendes

•'Perfect' by Ed Sheeran

DEITY: Thaliak

HOLIDAY: Valentione

MONTH: November/ 6th Astral Moon

SEASON: Spring

PLACE: Rak'Tika Greatwoods

WEATHER: Rain

SOUND: Ocean waves.

SCENT(S): Cherry Blossom, sweet.

TASTE(S): Favorite food is Bacon so....also likes sweet things.

FEEL(S): Fuzzy blankets, warm cloth, soft.

ANIMALS: She loves all animals! If she had to narrow it down, it would be Cats, Pandas, and Chocobos. Does Pokemon count?

NUMBER: 8 but screw Construct 8

COLORS: Purple, light green, light blue.

EXTRA.

TALENTS: Drawing.

BAD AT: Math. She used to bring her homework to Eorzea to have Alphinaud and Urianger help her.

TURN ONS: Oooo. Funny, kind, calm, generous, but also romantic.

TURN OFFS: Selfish, rude ass hoe, and killing my friends.

HOBBIES: Singing, Drawing, Reading, Exploring, Triple Triad.

TROPES: Mother Hen.

AESTHETIC TAGS: Chocolate and Caramel. Honey. Lavender and Leaves. I think that's how this works???

FC INFO.

MAIN FC(S): Scions of the Dawn. It consist of Dad and myself.

ALT FC(S): None.

OLDER FC(S): We did have an FC on Gilgamesh called Lionheart with the Tag FF8. It was one that we had started the game when we got out of beta, but moved to different server/data center.

YOUNGER FC(S): *Confused Au Ra noises*

VOICE CLAIM(S): ??????

GENDERBENT FC(S): *Even more confused Au Ra noises*

MUN QUESTIONS.

Q1: IF YOU COULD WRITE YOUR CHARACTER YOUR WAY IN THEIR OWN MOVIE, WHAT WOULD IT BE CALLED, WHAT STYLE WOULD IT BE FILMED IN, AND WHAT WOULD IT BE ABOUT?

•So, I'm already making a comic that I want to make as an animation for the story of FFXIV with my character and her friends. This character was specifically built for FFXIV, but it has a twist. Kinda like a Sword Art Online ordeal, but instead of Millions of people playing are stuck in the world, it's just like 100, but they aren't stuck, in fact they are just chosen to go between their world and Eorzea. If they die, they don't actually die, but respawn, even in their own world, but they feel how they die and the only way for them to die in any shape or form is by natural cause like old age or sickness. This would be a 2D animation in the anime style and be a multi episode series with multiple seasons. I even though about branching out to go certain routes so that Lyllyan can end up with all my favorite characters. I would call it Final Fantasy XIV: A World Reborn.

Q2: WHAT WOULD THEIR SOUNDTRACK/SCORE SOUND LIKE?

•With it being a Final Fantasy story, it would have Final Fantasy Music.

Q3: WHY DID YOU START WRITING THIS CHARACTER?

•Lyllyan Weiss was made to represent me and she still does, but also inspires me to be more like my courageous heroic self. Because of this, I have been able to do things like crossing a bridge that's in bad shape to get to the other side without the fear of falling, just to get back to my mom who went to the other side on a trip we had.

Q4: WHAT FIRST ATTRACTED YOU TO THIS CHARACTER?

•She is literally me.

Q5: DESCRIBE THE BIGGEST THING YOU DISLIKE ABOUT YOUR MUSE.

•Just like me, she is stubborn and hard working, but there are times she pushes herself way too much. She hesitates to ask for help, not because she doesn't trust the people around her, but more of trying to not burden them. Others wish she would open up to them and also rest when she can. Raha has to literally force her to rest, and she nearly gets herself killed against the first battle with Rahjit because she kept getting back up to fight even when the others beg her to stop.

Q6: WHAT DO YOU HAVE IN COMMON WITH YOUR MUSE?

•Almost everything. Major thing is that she doesn't look like me, but also I know when to quit.

Q7: HOW DOES YOUR MUSE FEEL ABOUT YOU?

• I feel like if Lyllyan and I were to meet in person, we'd get along just fine. We would play video games all day long if we could.

Q8: WHAT CHARACTERS DOES YOUR MUSE HAVE INTERESTING INTERACTIONS WITH?

•OH BOI HERE WE GOOO

- Leveilleur Twins: Alphinaud and Alisaie are very close to Lyllyan. Alphinaud used to pull Lyllyan out of class to have her hurry up and go through the story, now its chill and play ace attorney. Alphinaud, depending on what route is taken, is definitely in love with Lyllyan and is constantly teased about it by everyone. Alisaie is like a sister to Lyllyan. They have had many nights where the pulled 24 hours playing Sims. Alisaie is who Lyllyan tries to protect the most between the two. She's also the reason why Lyllyan is now Bi. Lyllyan absolutely adores her and if the route is taken, they end up being the cutest couple.

-Leon D'hart: An Alt character that I made that depending on the story and route, he is also Lyllyan's Lover. He is a character made by Square Enix to be the Warrior of Light replacement if Lyllyan did not succeed in preventing herself becoming a light warden. His story with her is a bunch of trial and tribulations, but in the end they do end up married.

-G'raha Tia/Crystal Exarch: The main story Lyllyan's Lover. Great friend to start out and tears were shed when he sealed himself into the tower. He really kept Lyllyan guessing when he was Exarch. When Emet-Selch kidnapped him, Lyllyan was hellbent on getting him back. Now she visits him at the first everyday bring stuff from Eorzea for him, and even occasionally stuff from her world. He is her world as she is to him.

-The Scions: Thancred and Lyllyan are like Big brother, Little sister. He protects her, and scolds her as such. They may act like they hate each other, but the moment either gets hurt, the other is at their sides. Though rumor has it that Thancred had feelings for Lyllyan. Y'shtola is close to Lyllyan, but is usually not around often. Shtola usually is often around to keep an eye on Lyllyan's aether since her amount is quite high compared to the others and her fellow Warriors of Light. Urianger is someone who used to hardly talk to Lyllyan, but started opening up more after the years. He had watched her grow from 15 moons to now 21 as the others, but they seem to be more special to him. Lyllyan swore to protect him if anything ever happened especially after he asked her her thoughts on his new attire. Tataru is a precious angel and if anyone was to hurt her, Lyllyan would kill everyone and then herself. Ryne, even though she is not a scion, she is a scion. Ryne worries about Lyllyan, but is often in awe of her. Lyllyan and Thancred adopted her, and she's ended up calling Lyllyan mom on many occasions.

-Ser Aymeric: Depending on the route, he would be Lyllyan's Lover and he tries to protect her when he can, be it politics or in war. He has a dream to journey with her, and though he can't do so with Lylyan Weiss the Au Ra, there is nothing saying he can't make a character and become a Warrior of Light himself and travel with Sakura Yue(Lyllyan's Alt).

-Zenos Yae Galvus: So this guy commits Seppuku and then shows up at Lyllyan's job as her new Bartender. They end up becoming friends through the job, and the fact that Zenos is bored out of his mind that he can't go kill people,but finding out later that he is back makes Square Enix themselves worried about this guy.

-Estinien: Lyllyan had adopted him as her Edgy Son. He hates it. He reminds her that he is older than him, and she retorts about beating him as a Lalafel. He usually starts brooding after that on a high building that usually takes Alphinaud and Ser Aymeric to get him down.

•I'm only stopping this cause there are so many more characters!!!

Q9:WHAT GIVES YOU INSPIRATION TO WRITE YOUR MUSE?

•Music and Playing Final Fantasy. Mainly XIV, but others do count too, but also reading all the other fanfiction and comics about final fantasy XIV.

Q10: HOW LONG DID THIS TAKE YOU TO COMPLETE?

About...4 hours? Maybe more? My hands definitely hurt from all the typing! XD

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[spotofmummery]

REALLY  LONG CHARACTER SURVEY - Amon

RULES. repost, don’t reblog! good luck!

TAGGED BY: @cielcrd @avwalya (Sorry this took so long)

TAGGING: Anyone who wants to try this – it’s quite long!

Long survey - please read after the cut!

BASICS.

FULL NAME: Amon of Allag

NICKNAME: None

AGE: Unknown - Older than he looks

BIRTHDAY: 32nd Sun of the 6th Umbral Moon

ETHNIC GROUP: Elezen (Wildwood)

NATIONALITY: Allagan

LANGUAGE(S): Multilingual - though most of these languages are probably irrelevant now

SEXUAL ORIENTATION: Heterosexual

ROMANTIC ORIENTATION: Demi-Heteroromantic (But can act Aromantic)

RELATIONSHIP STATUS: Single

CLASS: Born to the commoner class, raised to upper class, currently a commoner again

HOMETOWN / AREA: Unknown, possibly somewhere in the modern-day Shroud

CURRENT HOME: Gridania/Shirogane

PROFESSION: Bard/Technologist

 PHYSICAL.

HAIR: Silver-white

EYES: Gold

NOSE: He's been told it's small (?)

FACE: He usually keeps his upper face covered, unless you've earned his trust  

LIPS: Thin, often smiling

COMPLEXION: Fair

BLEMISHES: None

SCARS: None

TATTOOS: None

HEIGHT: 6'10" (208cm)

WEIGHT: 224lbs (101kg)

BUILD: Tall and lanky

FEATURES: Young, energetic and charismatic on first glance

ALLERGIES: Unknown

USUAL HAIRSTYLE: Messy, brush-and-go

USUAL FACE LOOK: Though he keeps his face covered, he often wears a big smile

USUAL CLOTHING: Varies based on what he's doing - as a bard, he wears more extravagant clothing, but can also wear standard commoner clothing

 PSYCHOLOGY.

FEAR(S): Being forgotten, seeing his people and homelands demonized by history  

ASPIRATION(S): Restoring Allag (or some part of it) to its former glory, earning fame and respect among peers

POSITIVE TRAITS: Optimistic, driven, intelligent, passionate, charismatic, confident, friendly, fun-loving, tolerant, flexible, dedicated

NEGATIVE TRAITS: Arrogant, vain, proud, single-minded, absent-minded, scheming, sometimes imperceptive of others’ emotions, aloof, over-dramatic

ZODIAC: Capricorn

TEMPERAMENT: Sanguine

SOUL TYPE(S): Thinker/Performer

ANIMALS: Lab rat

VICE HABIT(S): Scheming, seeking out power

FAITH: Agnostic

GHOSTS?: Yes

AFTERLIFE?: Won’t discount the possibility  

REINCARNATION?: Won’t discount the possibility  

ALIENS?: Yes

POLITICAL ALIGNMENT: Allagan

ECONOMIC PREFERENCE: To actually have gil

SOCIO POLITICAL POSITION: To save the world through the revival of Allag

EDUCATION LEVEL: Highly educated

 FAMILY.

FATHER: (I’ve yet to name him) – Lower middle class handyman

MOTHER: Iva Everschade – Deep-Forestborn Elezen, caster with bardic tendencies

SIBLINGS: None

EXTENDED FAMILY: Lots of aunts, uncles and cousins on his father’s side – at least that he knows of

NAME MEANING(S): Amon – Hebrew: Secret; faithful; roaring stream || Greek form of Egyptian Ymn: The Hidden One || Egypt: During the Middle Kingdom, the god Amon was combined with those of the god Ra and he was worshipped as the supreme solar deity Amon-Ra.

HISTORICAL CONNECTION?: He’s a Technologist Reborn from the Allagan Empire, so he practically IS history. He doesn’t let too many people in on this fact, though.

 FAVORITES.

BOOK: How to Train Your Chimera

MOVIE PLAY: I Want to be Your Canary

5 SONGS: Probably some Allagan Tunes.

DEITY: None

HOLIDAY: All Saint’s Wake

MONTH: December

SEASON: Autumn

PLACE: The Shroud/Crystal Tower/Yanxia – Can’t decide

WEATHER: Warm and breezy

SOUND: Fiddle Music

SCENT(S): Lab Chemicals

TASTE(S): Allagan Snails

FEEL(S): Satin and Velvet

ANIMAL(S): Lab rats

NUMBER: No Real Preference

COLORS: Wine Red

 EXTRA.

TALENTS: Music, Theater, Science

BAD AT: Emotional Perception, Empathy Issues, Keeping His Mouth Shut

TURN ONS: Intelligent, Clever, Witty, Challenging

TURN OFFS: Cruel, Overly Arrogant, Prying, Disrespectful

HOBBIES: Reading, Research, Music, Journaling, Theater

TROPES: Mad Scientist, Evilutionary Biologist, The Madness Place, Geek Physiques, Quirky Bard, The Red Mage, The Charmer, Big Eater

AESTHETIC TAGS: #Amon Stuff

 FC INFO.

MAIN  FC(S): None

ALT FC(S): None

OLDER FC(S): None

YOUNGER  FC(S): None

VOICE CLAIM(S): Singing Voice Claim

GENDERBENT FC(S): None

 MUN QUESTIONS.

Q1: IF YOU COULD WRITE YOUR CHARACTER YOUR WAY IN THEIR OWN MOVIE, WHAT WOULD IT BE CALLED, WHAT STYLE WOULD IT BE FILMED IN, AND WHAT WOULD IT BE ABOUT?:

Oh gosh. Not sure. Maybe a documentary called “The Life and Times of Amon of Allag”? It would probably be about all of his scientific discoveries and the intrigue of power play and politics in the Tower during the Allagan age.

Q2: WHAT WOULD THEIR SOUNDTRACK / SCORE SOUND LIKE?:

Big, epic orchestral scores. Lots of strings and violins.

Q3: WHY DID YOU START WRITING THIS CHARACTER?:

This is a loaded question with a very long answer. I’ll try to keep it short.

Deciding to write about Amon wasn’t an overnight choice. It was a long-term development over years of time, as I stumbled upon more lore about Allag and Amon himself. Something I read somewhere down the line gave me the impression that Amon really didn’t set out with bad intentions – he wanted to glorify Allag and improve the quality of life for his people. But it all turned out to be a huge mess that culminated in a calamity and…

Well, there’s just a lot of interesting conflict and character development to be had there!

Plus I thought it would be fun to see Eorzea through the eyes of an Allagan.

Q4: WHAT FIRST ATTRACTED YOU TO THIS CHARACTER?:

I won’t lie. It was his hat. :)

Q5: DESCRIBE THE BIGGEST THING YOU DISLIKE ABOUT YOUR MUSE:

He can be a real thoughtless, arrogant jerk when he wants to be. He’s also overly-ambitious, power-hungry, vain and single-minded. Shall I continue? I’m sure I could find a few more flaws…

Q6: WHAT DO YOU HAVE IN COMMON WITH YOUR MUSE?:

I wish I could say that I’m a musician or actor like him, but I’m not. Yet, I enjoy music and theater, so I can share that joy with him. I’m also a nerd who likes to tinker with technology, but am nowhere near as smart as he is.

Q7: HOW DOES YOUR MUSE FEEL ABOUT YOU?:

I don’t know, to be honest. He’s alright with me, I suppose. He can’t really complain too much because I don’t think too many other folks have ever decided to try to write about him. XD

He probably thinks I make him a bit too soft, though. And I try to justify his past a little too much. I also made him a junkie in his past life, which Scylla doesn’t let him live down, much to his ire.

Q8: WHAT CHARACTERS DOES YOUR MUSE HAVE INTERESTING INTERACTIONS WITH?

I’ve been rather slow at developing relationships with Amon – for a reason. It’s his not his character to fully befriend someone too quickly, which is a quality he shares with is author. Also, I’m still working on figuring out how he interacts with people who take a step beyond his normal interactions with people.

Of course, he has interactions with other characters I’ve created for the purpose of his story: Koh, Zuri, Mocho and Ben.

He has a lot of interaction with Scylla @staff-of-eldering , but seeing she’s my long-time RP buddy, that’s bound to happen.

He’s on a friendly track with folks like Zel @lumei-xiv, Ehn and Orrin @mathemagiks – who put up with him for some reason.

He’s got this friend-enemy relationship (all in good fun) with Jin @the-handsome-rogue going on.

He’s also had passing fun interactions, or is starting to interact with folks like Pipin @bloodsworn-marshal  , Nero @the-actual-for-real-nero-scaeva , Nenela @deaegratia  , Tactis @primus-medicus  , Rah @saintreinette , P’shali @talechaser-ffxiv , Avwalya @avwalya  and a few others (if I didn’t list you, please don’t feel left out!)

There’s lots of folks I either follow or have only sorta connected with that I’d love to know better, too!

All in all, Amon’s quite blessed to have so many wonderful folks around him. Considering he’s such a scamp! :)

Q9: WHAT GIVES YOU INSPIRATION TO WRITE YOUR MUSE?:

It’s been well over two years since I decided to roll Amon as a character, and while my first attempt at writing a story didn’t work for him (and I almost deleted this Tumblr), I’m glad I stuck with it. Really, I’m still inspired by exploring his character in general, and interested to see where he’ll develop as a person.

I’m also always super inspired by people who want to write and RP with me! Thank you for being accepting and open minded to my lore-bendy NPC-playing ways. You all always make me smile!

Q10: HOW LONG DID THIS TAKE YOU TO COMPLETE?:

A few hours over the course of way too many days. Sorry this took so long to finally post to those who tagged me! I was determined to get it done, though! :)

[quartings]

PokeSpe English fancast!

These are the voices I usually try to imagine in my head whenever I read the manga! Some of these I came up with myself, others I just accepted after looking up videos of the same topic on YouTube. I also know most, if not all of these castings would be impossible, since some of the listed actors have aged out of the roles and others would not conceivably work for an anime.

Try these out whenever you next read the manga! And if you have any suggestions for voices you think fit better, feel free to tell me about it!

(Long post, so it’s under the cut!)

Red (Gen 1-2): Veronica Taylor (Original Ash Ketchum)

- Since they start out pretty similarly and are counterparts anyways, why not?

Red (Gen 3+): Bryce Papenbrook (Origins Red)

- I’m not a hardcore fan of the guy’s work, but he fits well enough and is easy to recall!

Blue (Gen 1-2): James Cathcart (Gary Oak)

- He definitely isn’t the best choice for his more edgy counterpart, so any generic shonen rival voice would also be just as good!

Blue (Gen 3+): Johnny Bosch (Origins Brock)

- Taken off a YouTube suggestion, I think this one’s pretty fitting!

Green (Gen 1-2): Tara Strong (Kitten Walker- Teen Titans)

- I think this one fits very well with Green’s cheeky and flirty personality!

Green (Gen 3+): Michelle Knotz (May- Pokemon AG)

- I feel Green could keep Tara Strong as her voice actress throughout, but I included this for equality in case anyone wanted to see!

Yellow: Laura Bailey (Maka Albarn- Soul Eater)

- Another YouTube suggestion which really impressed me! Laura has a lot of range, which is needed to play Yellow!

Gold (Gen 2-3): Maddie Blaustein (AJ- Pokemon episode 8)

- While his accent was a bit much, I like him as a spunky counterpart to Ash! Any better versions of a similar character would be appreciated!

EDIT: Now that I think about it, Ben Schwartz would actually be a good choice for Gold!

Gold (Gen 4+): Scott McCord (Dan Kuso- Bakugan)

- (YouTube suggestion) There’s probably many other voices that’d fit here too!

Silver: Julian Rebolledo (Paul- Pokemon DP)

- Any super-edgy anime guy would fit (I saw Sasuke as one suggestion and agreed), but I’m going with the closest existing Pokemon comparison!

Crystal: Janice Kawaye (XJ9, Ami Onuki, etc)

- I think Janice’s peppy voice and strong “voice of reason” tone would be perfect for Crystal!

Ruby (Gen 3): Scott Menville (Robin- Teen Titans)

- Scott’s capability of playing both a campy loon (Er... thanks, TTG?) and a young badass was what really motivated me to choose him!

Ruby (Gen 6+): Todd Haberkorn (Hikaru- Ouran Host Club)

- While I still think Scott could voice Ruby all the way, the many occurrences of Todd on other people’s list and the voice clips they provided convinced me to begrudgingly put him here for his sheer skill.

Sapphire: Carolyn Richards (Sandy Cheeks, Cindy Vortex, etc)

- I think she would pull off Sapphire’s tough attitude, southern (?) accent and semi-tsundere nature based on the two roles listed above!

Emerald: Tara Strong (Ben Tennyson- Ben 10)

- Maybe I’m biased because he also has the green and #10 motif, but I think Ben 10′s voice would be a perfect for a spunky little kid like Emerald! I don’t think most usual anime dub voices would fit him very well otherwise...

Diamond: Zach Eisen (Avatar Aang)

- For a pure boi like Diamond, I think he’d 100% need an actual kid actor voicing him. And for ease of imagination, the rest of the Sinnoh Trio’s voices will also line up with the Gaang’s, because they actually fit quite well!

Pearl: Jack DeSena (Sokka)

- Barry’s voice also fits really well since the two are almost identical characters, but this works pretty well, too!

Platinum: Mae Whitman (Katara, many other roles)

- I think Mae Whitman’s impressive repertoire of wise and strong girl characters speaks for itself. For more anime-oriented folks, I’ve also seen the great Christina Vee on other people’s suggestions!

Black: Michael Reisz (Takuya- Digimon Frontier)

- For the longest time I imagined Black played by Yuri Lowenthal, but when I saw Michael’s voice clips from a YouTube suggestion, they immediately won me over!

White: “Miss Paradox Space” (White, PokeSpe BW Fandub)

- While certainly not the most professional actress on this list, hearing her in the YouTube fandub series for the manga was a great pleasure! She has a very unique voice that fits the role very well! If you know a similar and better actress, make sure to tell me about her!

Blake: Yuri Lowenthal (Sasuke Uchiha, teen Ben Tennyson, Mercury Black, etc)

- Similar to Scott Menville as Ruby but more adult, Yuri has the range of playing both a badass and a dweeb (for Blake’s campy playboy facade.)

Whitley: Haven Paschall (Serena- Pokemon XY)

- Haven’s amazing skill at conveying “sweet anime girl experiencing despair” was what led me to choose her for this role!

X: Mike Erwin (Speedy- Teen Titans)

- I know there are many roles that fit better than this, so let me hear them! Personally I never liked that X and Y were aged down for the manga, so my choice here might be a bit biased.

Y: Ashley Johnson (Ellie- The Last of Us, many many other roles)

- One of the best tough girl voices for one of the toughest Dex Holders!

Sun: Jacob Hopkins (Original Gumball Watterson)

- It was super-tough deciding whether or not to give Sun a kid actor or not (I was dead-set on Ben Schwartz for a while) but I think this probably fits? Gumball’s personality of a well-meaning kid with a slightly askew moral compass should work well for Sun! Any better suggestions?

Moon: Kimiko Glenn (Peni Parker, Lena DeSpell, etc)

- Kimiko’s voice really fits a friendly and composed yet badass girl like Moon!

[monstersinthecosmos]

fanfic master post

Hey yall, want like 175k of fic? LOL 

Since I’m on my way out I just wanted to leave some links here to hover around the top of my blog and make my stuff easier to find lmao.

Most of my work can be found on my AO3 and some extra bits and pieces like drabbles and such can be found in my Stuff I Wrote tag but Tumblr’s search function has been sort of wonky so it doesn’t all show up on the dash sidebar, you might have to actually open it in a browser. But that will have all the sort of TUMBLR EXCLUSIVES like inbox prompts and some other misc posts about music I wrote to, stuff like that. Otherwise all the longer pieces will be on AO3. I will also be eventually moving these over to my Pillowfort. 

But anyway.

VAMPIRE CHRONICLES

CLOCKWISE OPERETTA Marius/Armand | 1k  | Explicit Kinktober prompt - Spanking.

THE HOLLOW MEN Marius/Pandora | Incomplete | Teen Mafia AU based on The Departed; A mole in the police department (Lestat) is trying to figure out the identity of an undercover cop (Armand) in the local crimelord’s (Marius) crew before Armand can find him first. >:D Tons of ships at a later date, as for now only Marius/Pandora rep lol.

IN THE TRIALS OF THE HEART Armand/Daniel, Marius/Daniel | 11k | Mature Daniel is starting to become himself again and Marius asks if Armand will come visit.

THE LOTUS EATER Armand/Daniel | 24k | Explicit The story of Armand and Daniel learning to find common ground on their carnality and how it tricked Armand into catching feels and deciding to turn him.

THE MISINTERPRETATION OF SILENCE AND ITS DISASTROUS CONSEQUENCES Lestat/Louis | 4k | Mature Lestat gets to submit for his birthday.

MOON ABOVE, SUN BELOW Armand/Daniel | 10k | Explicit How Armand used to pick up strangers for them to play with until he decided they didn’t need a conduit anymore.

PINION Marius/Daniel | 1k | Mature Kinktober prompt - Daddy.

QUINQUE PLUS UNUM Marius/Armand, Marius/Daniel, Armand/Daniel | 5k | Mature An overview of Marius’s relationships with Armand and Daniel in a reverse AU where Daniel was the one in Venice and Armand is the boy doing the interview.

RIGHT WHERE IT BELONGS Lestat/Louis | 9k | Mature Lestat tries to make Christmas sweet and romantic but Louis is in a mood.

SO FALLS THE WORLD Marius/Pandora/Akasha | 23k | Explicit Post-PLROA; Marius is feeling sorry for himself over Daniel leaving but Pandora doesn’t take any of his bullshit.

THIS IS WHERE THEY SLEEP Lestat/Antoine | 4k | Explicit The night Lestat rises from the swamp and seeks Antoine for help.

VARIOUS METHODS OF ESCAPE Louis/Daniel | 5k | Explicit Louis tries to explain hunger to Daniel by translating it to human carnal desire.

WORLD COMING DOWN Lestat/Louis | 3k | Mature Lestat gets to submit for Louis’s birthday.

SERIES: THE USHER

Collection of short works about Armand & Daniel’s sexcapades.

BURIED IN THE BLIND SPACE Armand/Daniel | 2k | Explicit Daniel wants to know more about how Armand’s dick works and gives him a demonstration on how he likes getting head.

DOWN BELOW Armand/Daniel | 1k | Mature Armand discovering sex shops.

DUST OF THE SATURN Armand/Daniel | 6k | Explicit They figure out they should try pegging as a loophole to Armand’s genital situation.

FALL APART Armand/Daniel | 3k | Explicit They go see Alien together and then Daniel jerks off in front of him for the first time.

MINUS Armand/Daniel | 3k | Explicit Armand’s got a kink for Daniel smoking.

ONLY HUMAN Armand/Daniel | 3k | Explicit They use a blindfold to prove that Armand really does have the Mind Gift.

AN OPTIONAL EXTRA Armand/Daniel | 1k | Mature Their first kiss.

SERRATED Armand/Daniel | 2k | Explicit Armand talks Daniel into getting his nipples pierced.

SOULS AT ZERO Armand/Daniel | 3k | Mature Armand gives Daniel the amulet.

RUBY Armand/Daniel | 6k | Explicit Daniel makes Armand cry, Armand messes with his head in revenge.

TREMBLE LITTLE JOKER Armand/Daniel | 1k | Mature They cuddle on the couch and watch Videodrome.

DRABBLE PROMPTS

Armand experimenting with hairstyles in the 80’s Armand/Daniel | Teen

Good girl Armand/Daniel | Explicit

Is that my shirt? Armand/Daniel | Gen

It’s just your imagination / Give it back / Did you do something different with your hair? Armand/Daniel, Armand/Nicki  | Teen

I wish I’d never met you Armand/Daniel | Teen

Kinktober - Hate-Fucking Marius/Santino | Mature

Kinktober - Praise Kink Lestat/Nicki | Explicit

Kinktober - Shotgunning Lestat/Armand/Nicki | Mature

Kinktober - Temperature Play Armand/Daniel | Explicit

Night Island Headcanons Armand/Daniel | Teen

What did you just say? Armand/Daniel | Teen

Where did all these puppies come from? Armand, Louis, Lestat, Mojo | Gen

VOLTRON: LEGENDARY DEFENDER

GENERATOR Keith/Shiro | 1k | Mature Kinktober prompt - Uniforms.

STAR EATER Keith/Shiro, Keith/Kuron | 9k | Explicit Keith asked to be tied up and doesn’t realize how badly he’s about to be destroyed.

ZERO HOUR Keith/Shiro, Keith/Kuron | 30k | Explicit Season 7 hospital fic; Keith is in a coma and Shiro realizes the can still communicate through the Black Lion’s consciousness.

DRABBLE PROMPTS

Kinktober - Deepthroating Keith/Shiro | Explicit

Kinktober - Medical Play Keith/Shiro | Explicit

Metalhead AU Headcanons Keith/Shiro | Mature

YURI!!! ON ICE!

CRASHLAND Victor/Yuuri, Victor/Yuuri/Christophe | 9k | Explicit Yuuri’s been dead for a while and Victor has a feeling that he’s trying to communicate.

I’M PRETTY MUCH FUCKED Victor/Yuuri/Christophe | 1k | Explicit Drabble about Victor and Yuuri getting ready to have company over.

STARCHILD Victor/Yuuri | 11k | Explicit Victor wakes Yuuri up in the middle of the night to take a road trip.

UNDER CONTROL Otabek/Yuri | 1k | Explicit Otabek trying to wrap his head around Welcome to the Madness.

DRABBLE PROMPTS

No strings attached Otabek/Yuri | Mature

[tanukimorado]

Soul Eater Review

Other Names: SE (Japanese name is Soru Ita)

Manga Available:  Yes

Creator: Atashui Okubo

Type of anime: Shonen

Genre: Action, Adventure, Supernatural , Comedy

Rating: ✰✰✰✰✰ worth watching: Yes

Plot:

The story is set at an Academy called the Death Weapon Meister Academy (AKA the DWMA) which is Located in Death city (loosely based in Nevada, US) and based around mainly around three teams of teens, Meister Maka Albarn and her Weapon Soul "Eater" Evans, Meister Black✰star and his Weapon Tsubaki Nakatsukasa and Meister Death the Kid and his two weapons Liz and Patty Thompson. they all share one goal to become a death scythe, even though this term basically means to become an ultimate weapon rather then an actual deadly scythe. to achieve this goal every weapon must Collect ninety-nine (99) Kishin souls and one (1) witch soul, sounds easy enough. Meisters wield the weapons and Weapons could be anything from an actual Scythe to a regular knife, all Students are split into two groups, Exceptionally Advanced Talent (EAT) and Normally Overcome Target (NOT) but this is explained more in Soul Eater Not. Students are Taught by former students of school and go through strict training and lectures on enemies such as Kishins and witches and how best to progress in battle. throughout the school period students may "spar" with one each other at any given time as long as it's not during lectures.

Kishin are like tainted people who have taken on monstrous forms (that's how I view them at least) the more tainted they have become the harder they are to fight.  Witches seem to be based on animals and mini- beasts such as the main ones, Medusa Gorgon is a snake witch that has the ability to poison or control others and Eruka Frog is well... a frog witch that can transform into a frog and "tadpole bombs".  all witches share one unique spell called Soul protect that allows to hide there presence from DWMA students and staff alike.

At the start of Soul Eater we're introduced to Maka and Soul as they collect there ninety-ninth kishin Soul and are about to claim the witches soul they need from Blair, only problem is Blair a Monster Cat not a witch there for since Soul ate one of Blair's souls (she has nine in total) Maka and Soul have to start the whole process again.

Art Style:

For an Anime it's pretty simple and shows some resemblance to western cartoons. as simple as the style is you can still see a lot of time went into the background and in each characters design. another unique feature is the sun and the moon, I know in both the anime a lot of objects and characters have a unique design such as Excalibur but the sun and the moon stand out more to me as they are almost personifications of day and night themselves. over all I really like this art style since you can play around with it as much as you want, something Atashui as clearly taken advantage off.

Animation:

The majority of the Animation can be quite smooth. the fight scenes are brilliant animated and really take you to the heart of the action however certain parts look like loops or very choppy, these are mainly used in comedic scenes so I'm not that bothered if these area's are not as smoothed.

Soundtrack:

The soundtrack works well with the story and really brings to life! the soundtrack on it's own is weird though, most of the soundtrack reminds me of India or far eastern music ( mainly because of the string instruments twang) and sounds very dreary and distant (in other words extremely trippy).  I think one or two songs have rap verses and that's about it.

What went well? First off Crona, I know alot of you will be looking at this like what? but hear me out. Crona has to be one of the most debatable characters in media of all time, and for one reason: Their gender. Fans across the global are forever arguing their this, that and the other and through this, Crona alone has created a great way of publicity for both the manga and the anime. the way I would settle this argument is through the manga. Unless a manga states something like "adapted from the popular show" or "based of the popular video-game" Manga's usually come first and in the Soul Eater Manga Crona is actually classed as a girl through pronouns.

Comedy was brilliant and most of the time Unpredictable! I love the few hints of OTP's but nothing really official and the elder figures in the show.

What could be improved?

the ending, don't get me wrong it's great and all but in the manga we see our group of characters suffer Boob Madness which is just brilliant and one thing i would have loved to of seen was the gender bender versions of them all animated. that said I really wouldn't change anything in the big brother of the Soul Eater franchise.https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ieqKizMMjOE

[jassycatx33]

Everything that includes "chocolate" in the title!

IWow!!! Thank you, you’ve given me something to do!This will probably be pretty long so I’ll put it under a read more!

chocolate: when was your first kiss?

When I visited Gigi we kissed but I can’t tell you which day it was exactly that we had our first kiss!! (We’re lowkey both babies so we actually haven’t done like a proper kiss, we just did little pecks but I still count them)

french vanilla: how old are you?

I am 21 years old! (Feels really weird to say that still, even 2 months after my birthday lol)

cotton candy: three places you want to travel to?

Top place I want to travel is to visit Gigi (my girlfriend) again, but I’d also like to go to Japan one day and to California!

strawberry: a language you wish you could speak?

Hmmm… Probably Spanish because it seems most useful to know as a second language and it seems like a pretty cool language from the bits I learned in high school (and have since forgotten rip)

coffee: favorite cosmetic brands?

I really don’t use makeup enough to have a legitimate answer to this question lol

mint chocolate chip: indoors or outdoors?

Indoors for sure, I’m really not big on the outdoors. There’s bugs and the sun burns me (in the summer at least, during fall and winter it’s not so bad but I still prefer indoors)

cookie dough: do you play any instruments?

I can sort of play piano but I’m really not good at all lol

rocky road: favorite songs at the moment?

One of my all time favorite songs forever, even if I haven’t been listening to it much lately, is hold on by florI don’t know what I’ve been really into lately, I jump around a lot and I’ll be honest I’ve been listening to songs from anime the past few days and I don’t feel like listing them because it’s embarrassing lol

butter pecan: favorite songs for life?

Okay I didn’t know this would be mentioned but like I mentioned before, hold on by flor. I don’t know why but it’s really hard to think of others because my music mood changes all the time. But I can always jam to hold on by flor.

cheesecake: what’s your zodiac sign?

Gemini!

toasted coconut: the beach or the pool?

Pool, I don’t like the beach that much??

chocolate chip: what’s your most popular post?

Oh idk I think one from back when I was into Achievement Hunter in 2013 or 2014 lmao. I wouldn’t even be able to find the post to show you I’ve been on this site too long

bubblegum: books or movies?

My answer to this used to be books but I find it so hard to read for fun ever since high school so I’ll say movies

pistachio: manga or anime?

Definitely anime, although I do enjoy manga (especially the Fullmetal Alchemist one)

salted caramel: favorite movies?

Castle in the Sky!!! That’s my main favorite but some others I like are: the Incredibles, Moana, Shrek 2, and Megamind (those are the only ones coming to mind right now and I realize these are all “children’s” movies lol)

birthday cake: favorite books?

The Book Theif is my main favorite. I also really like the Ender’s Game and Warriors series (even though I haven’t finished reading through either series yet lol)

moose tracks: favorites for manga?

Fullmetal Alchemist!

orange sherbet: favorites for anime?

This might come as a surprise but… Fullmetal Alchemist (specifically Brotherhood, but I enjoy the ‘03 one as well!) I also really like Soul Eater, Tokyo Ghoul, and Ouran High School Host Club (These are all the anime that I rewatch like 400 times instead of watching new anime lmao)

peanut butter: favorite academic subject?

I like English a lot! But I also like math (certain kinds, mostly algebra)

black raspberry: do you have any pets?

Yes I have 3 cats they are my babies!!! Starfire, Sparta, and Brianna!

mango: when and why did you start your blog?

I think I started it back in 2011 or 2012 because I had heard about it on twitter or something and I wanted to look up Harry Potter stuff lol

mocha: ideal weather conditions?

A partly cloudy day with like 60 degree weather so I can wear a hoodie, but don’t need anything heavier. And I don’t like too much sun so clouds are good!

black cherry: four words that describe you?

Annoying, dumb, stinky, ugly … I mean I would use those but that’s just me being mean to myselfSome actual words I could use to describe myself: Emotional, caring, weird, kind

neapolitan: things that stress you out?

So many things oh gosh. School, family, life… You don’t want me to go on really.

raspberry truffle: favorite kind of music?

Probably like rock/alternative and pop to an extent? Idk I like most music really, if it has a cool beat that I can jam to then I probably like it

chocolate marshmallow: favorite brands of candy?

I love m&m’s, Hershey, Dove and that’s probably it?? I especially love mini m&m’s those are the best

toffee: a card game that you’re good at?

I’m awful at all of them honestly and also I barely know any actual card games lol

lemon custard: do you eat breakfast?

Typically no I don’t.

dark chocolate: turn ons?

My girlfriend

fudge: turn offs?

Anyone who isn’t my gf lol. Ah but a real answer is people who are mean for no reason, I really hate that

peach: how do you relax?

What is relax????? Um usually I just kind of watch stuff or play video games, talk to my girlfriend, hang out with my two friends. That’s about it lol

praline: a popular book you haven’t read yet?

So many honestly. But um… Of Mice and Men? That’s a big one right? Haven’t read it

superman: do you like sweaters?

I like the look and aesthetic of sweaters but I don’t like wearing them? Or I’ve just never found ones that work for me

cherry: do you drink tea or coffee?

Neither, I only like hot chocolate for hot drinks

dulce de leche: an instrument you wish you could play?

Drums! I’ve been wanting to learn drums for a while now. Idk if I ever will or if I’d even be good but it seems so fun!

blackberry: have you ever laughed so hard you cried?

I do this a lot honestly lol

ginger: a new feature you wish tumblr could have?

Ummm???? I have no idea lol

blueberry lemon: favorite blogs?

I don’t use this site very often anymore (I put stuff into my queue and I go through the tags) but like I love all my friends blogs!

almond: favorite mean girls quote?

“I don’t know why I did it. I guess it’s probably because I’ve got a big lesbian crush on you. Suck on that!” It’s like my favorite part of the movie lol

butterscotch: what color are your nails right now?

Black. I always paint them black lol

cinnamon: have you ever been confessed to?

Yes? Like confessed love or like having a crush on me? I’ve had people confess that they have a crush on me a few times.

blue moon: have you ever had a crush on someone?

Yes, quite a few really and most of them I regret but I have a crush right now on this really pretty and funny girl named Gigi and she’s the best

cappuccino crunch: do you take naps?

Usually I don’t, even though I probably need them sometimes lol

mint: the most embarrassing thing you’ve ever done?

Please don’t make me think about embarrassing things. I can’t think of what is the MOST embarrassing thing I’ve ever done over my whole life because I probably blocked those memories out but in more recent times (like a few months ago or something) I went to Dunkin Donuts and I wanted chocolate frosted donuts but they had none and so I panicked and I just stood there saying “Um… um… um” out loud to this poor cashier dude who was offering suggestions that I kept turning down until I decided to just get a plain glazed donut. When telling this story to my friends I told them that I basically broke lol. It was pretty embarrassing though and the Dunkin Donuts I went to was in the mall and sometimes when I walk past I see the cashier guy and I’m like I can never go in there at least not when that dude is working lol

brownie batter: do you like sushi?

I’ve never really had it so I can’t really say. I can say that based on my pickiness when it comes to eating I probably wouldn’t enjoy it much but idk

key lime: where do you want to be right now?

Not to be too gay (even though that’s my mood all the time) but I wish I was with my girlfriend which is where I always want to be tbh

red velvet: do you wear prescription glasses?

I do! It was weird I didn’t need glasses for the first 19 years of my life and then suddenly I did. I like them though, I think they make me look better (also they help me see lol)

green tea: favorite flavors of ice cream?

I like chocolate chip cookie dough and vanilla, that’s basically it lol.

Thanks for sending the ask Ace! I don’t know if anyone will read through all of this but I had fun answering them all! 

[soul-dwelling]

I wonder if it's good that B.ichi got cancelled so soon, with it being so short we won't have to experience Okhubo derailing it like he did with Soul eater and Fire force, but maybe I'm being to cynical.

B Ichi felt rushed in the last arc and ended in a way that said “the story continues” without wrapping up Shotaro and Emine’s story. It’s not like everything in B Ichi went to waste: some elements of B Ichi did get to persist and reach a thematic conclusion in Soul Eater, without wrapping up Shotaro and Emine’s story, if that makes sense. For example, Maka and Crona are like Shotaro and Emine, Kyokotsu is like a precursor to Lord Death, and there are visual details (the Sun, the Moon, character designs and objects) that moved from B Ichi to Soul Eater. So, I really want to say that, no, it’s not good that B Ichi was canceled after so few volumes, as it never felt like the story got to end in a satisfying way.

All of that being said, I get your point that, with time, and more freedom by the editors and publisher, and giving in worst instincts, maybe B Ichi would get derailed.

But that series was initially such an episodic travelogue (Shotaro and his friends go city to city, helping people along the way), before trying out a lengthy arc (the Fear Factory Arc), that I think it actually would be hard for Ohkubo or any creator to derail the story: if it’s episodic and a different location each chapter or each story arc, then you can’t really go wrong. Sure, it may not turn out as good as other series where the characters are always traveling (One Piece, early Dragon Ball, maybe Dr Stone to some extent). But with that framework–“Shotaro and friends on the road”--it’s hard to derail that, and I couldn’t see it getting bad along the way.

B Ichi, being so episodic and like a travelogue, is not that different from some of the best parts of Soul Eater, the ones that let the characters go out on missions around the world. It’s probably one reason why Soul Eater NOT and Fire Force didn’t turn out as appealing to me as I would hope. NOT stuck to Death City before we ever had a chance to see the trio maturing from the NOT class to graduation or the EAT class. Fire Force rarely went outside of Japan–which did make it special when they did, and of course when they end up in an entirely other-worldly dimension, but felt confining and monotonous with the same setting in each fight (even going back to the Nether twice without really doing anything new with the setting, albeit with an explosive finale and an actually good plan by the White Hoods…if only because our heroes were foolish enough to fall for the trap).

All of that being said, I can think of some ways B Ichi could have gone off the rails, based on the ways that Soul Eater, NOT, and Fire Force did.

The last arc of B Ichi had the dumb panty gag on Mana, a hint of how things would go in the later series. (At least Shotaro mistaking Mana’s bra for head-protection in one of the earliest arcs was so stupid to be hilarious.)

The Fear Factory Arc in B Ichi felt as long and bogged down as the Baba Yaga Arc did in Soul Eater: both are good arcs, just with pacing that didn’t quite work for me.

Characters are introduced or teased in B Ichi but didn’t make a return to use more of their potential, or any of their potential, similar to how Fire Force is wrapping up with all these extra characters that eventually felt like they were just set pieces and underdeveloped before they disappear or are killed off (and, spoilers for the manga’s most recent chapter, even dramatically changing characterization at the series end for dumb gags–the Foxy Loxy problem from the ending of Disney’s Chicken Little, if that makes sense, given one particular character in the latest Fire Force chapters). I think, if B Ichi went on, Mana, Yohei, and Tool may have faded more into the background and got less character progression, and that Shotaro either would stay stuck as the typical happy-go-lucky overly optimistic shonen hero, or fall into the typical grimdark despair we get with some shonen heroes.

The artwork never felt like it has slacked off as Ohkubo drew more and more chapters: I do think the character designs become more appealing as he moves from B Ichi to early Soul Eater to middle and late Soul Eater and NOT and Fire Force (give or take being a bit moe and generic in character designs towards the end of Soul Eater and some messiness in character designs in the latest Fire Force). I’m not sure paneling and layouts improved more and more with time, but I don’t think it got worse.

[marauder--harder]

The Torturous Year- A Remus Lupin Imagine

A/N: Okay, so my lazy ass has not yet gotten to any of the requests or the blurbs yet for my 1k celebration, but I have decided to start a new series. This one is a Remus one, and barely has a plot in all honesty. I just think it would be a series of cute little imagines based off of the idea that Remus suddenly grew up quite a bit over the summer from fifth year to sixth. :) Hope you enjoy! 

Two long months away from your friends had been torture. With the recent targets on different muggle families in the past year, your parents decided that it would be best to travel overseas this summer. A summer house on the beach was lovely and very therapeutic yet not what you wanted. All you wanted to be able to do was see your friends, or at least write to them. Yet, your parents insisted that going abroad was the safest thing for you all. They claimed that no contact with your muggle-born friends meant their families wouldn’t be noticed if they were trying to lay low; and no contact with your magical-born friends meant that they wouldn’t get in trouble for communicating with any half muggle-born families.

You knew it was mostly a lie. Your parents were scared themselves and you couldn’t blame them. It was getting dangerous for any non-pure-blood family with the rise of Lord Voldemort and the Death Eaters. Hiding out with an entire ocean between your family and the enemy was logically a smart move, even if it was slightly cowardly. Although, it didn’t mean you had to like it.

You spent your long days seaside, enjoying the warmth of the sun and the cool sea breeze tickling your skin. Nights were often spent with your family, either enjoying a bonfire or huddled inside for your ‘family nights.’ You always thought it was fairly stupid to call it that, as every night had been a family night. Your parents had been strict with whom you could talk to, and making friends was the top thing on the ‘what not to do’ list.

Thus, when you first arrived on the platform back at Hogwarts, the first thing you tried to do was find your friends. It didn’t take too long to find James, his messy hair and boyish grin always easy to spot in a crowd. Yet, you were slightly surprised to find Sirius already with him and his parents. The Blacks were nowhere in sight, so you assumed that Sirius must have come with them this year.

Peter was next to be found, as he slid into your compartment shortly after the three of you settled in. Lily even stopped by to find you. You sheepishly winced as you heard her lecture you about ignoring her all summer. You felt bad, as she was the only person you didn’t have the heart to tell in fear that your parents were right. Her entire family were muggles, and you couldn’t possibly put them in danger like that. Only after you tried to explain did she relent, not pleased but happy that you didn’t suddenly hate her.

Shortly after Lily finished her tirade about the importance of letters, via owl or post, did Remus find your group. You heard the familiar sound of the compartment door sliding open and then James’ voice.

“Remus! What took you so long?”

You turned your head to look at the fourth marauder and felt your heart race in surprise.

“Sorry, I had some Prefect stuff to take care of.” He turned to Lily, “actually, the new head boy wants to see you, Lily.”

With a sigh and roll of her eyes, she stood. “Probably wants to yell at me for skipping the first meeting. I avoided it to find you, little Miss I’m-Going-to-Keep-my-Best-Friend-Safe-by-Being-Stupid-and-Ignoring-Her-all-Summer. Alright then, I’m off.”

You watched her gather her stuff and head down the hall before you noticed that Remus had sat down next to you.

You turned and looked up at a pair of hazel eyes already staring back down at you.

“Hey.”

“Hey yourself, stranger.” He chuckled softly, a low rumble in his chest that made your heart rate spike shamefully.

This summer was torturous to you, but was very kind to Remus. You took in the all too different boy, that you thought was just a schoolgirl crush the previous year. His hair was lighter, slightly messier in a way that was actually similar to James’, yet looked a hundred times better. His jaw was more defined, accentuated by a deep white scar that started at his temple and ran down the edge of his face, to a spot right near his adam’s apple. You gulped and tried to remind yourself that it was there because of a terrible moment for him, and it was not extremely attractive. And you certainly did not want to run your fingertips across it, to feel the roughness of yet another mark on his handsome face.

You gulped quietly and cleared your throat, hopefully not making it obvious that you were clearly staring at him for a few moments too long.

“Sorry, I-uh,” words were failing you, and quickly. “I couldn’t write over the summer. My parents decided to take a trip abroad.”

Another deep chuckle, this one louder and you noticed that his voice was deeper too. “I know, Y/N. You already told me that in your letter at the beginning of the summer.”

A warmth crept up your neck, across your cheeks and to the tips of your ears. You were blushing more than you ever had around him. You thought you would have gotten over this silly crush by now, especially after not seeing him for three whole months. However, seeing him again seemed to only intensify your feelings for the young boy.

You were luckily saved by Sirius, something that you knew you’d have to thank him for later. He was the only one that knew about your crush on Remus in the last year and you made him swear not to tell a soul. Not even James.

“Oi, Moony, quit teasing her. You know it wasn’t her fault, so stop yanking her chain.”

A small, amused sigh from Remus, his hands rose in surrender. “Okay, okay. I’m done.”

You didn’t miss his quick glance back over to you, and the smug smirk on his face when he still saw you blushing slightly.

Who was this confident, built boy and where did the shy, lanky Remus go?

Quickly shaking your head of all wayward thoughts you looked back to the group. You heard the chatter of the boys discussing how their summers were and what classes they were going to be taking upon their return. However, as much as you tried to listen, your mind and eyes kept drifting back to Remus as he talked casually with his friends.

You noted that his shoulders were broader too, more proportional to his height, which had also increased by at least three inches. He had always been tall, but now he definitely had at least four inches on each of the other marauders. You could tell that he was feeling good; fully recovered from the full moon that was only a week ago. He had a deep cut on his neck, that dipped past his collarbone and was hidden by the rest of his shirt. Yet, his posture has improved. He no longer slouched as much as he used to, clearly not weighed down by the stress of tests and assignments. He looked happy, healthy, and hot.

About halfway through the ride, with Peter already fallen asleep and the rest of you finding a bit of time for some rest too, Remus shifted slightly to get more comfortable. As he leaned back in his seat to stretch out, his leg brushed yours, causing your body to shiver in response.

“Cold, Y/N?” It was James who noticed your shiver.

Quickly trying to suppress the heat you knew was rising back to your cheeks, you shrugged. “Uh, not really.” A raised eyebrow from Sirius and a small knowing smirk made you fake a shiver again. “Maybe a little, actually.”

Sirius’ smirk grew into a wide grin as he turned to his friend. “Moony,” he started and your eyes widened slightly in fear. “Mind getting Y/N a sweater from my bag? It’s right above you.”

Remus nodded and stood, turning around to reach up and grab Sirius’ bag. The shirt he was wearing lifted slightly and you watched with wonderful horror as you saw the slight trail of hair that spread from his stomach down past the waistline of his jeans.

He rummaged through Sirius’ bag before grabbing a sweater and handing it out to you. Feeling way too warm now, you smiled sheepishly and looked up at him. “I’m actually not all too cold anymore. Thanks though, Remus.”

With a nod and a small smile he put the sweater back in Sirius’ bag before sitting back down next to you.

You still heard the smug grin in Sirius’ voice. “Might want to keep that out, Moony. She may get cold again. You know how the train is.”

Remus’ chuckle once again made its way to your ears, causing your heart to race. Boy you needed to get control over yourself, and quickly. “Don’t worry, I’ve got her covered.”

Sirius laughed, raising his eyebrows at his friend. “Do you now?” You could tell that Sirius was just as shocked as you were by Remus’ comment.

Remus sighed and rolled his eyes, a small smirk playing at the corner of his mouth. “Oh, sod off Padfoot. I meant the fact that I’m always warm. You know, werewolf heat.”

His eyes drifted from Sirius’ to yours and he smiled kindly at you. You couldn’t tell if he was covering up any insinuations or not, and studied him carefully. Was Remus Lupin flirting with you?

Deciding to test your luck with this, you smiled back sweetly.

“Good,” you started, “because I’d hate to be left cold and exposed, Moony. The train is always so finicky with its temperature.”

You watched from the corner of your eye for any reaction from the young boy. Disappointed, Remus only nodded and turned to go back to his reading. As he held the book in his hands, you noticed the slight definition that was now in his forearms when he tensed, and rolled your eyes.

Oh, if you thought that this summer was torturous, you couldn’t wait for the rest of this year.

[theexaltedbride]

Just another dance with the Angels.

(Gif is from Ace Combat: Assault Horizon and what inspired me to write this. Can you tell I actually know very little about fighter combat and fighter planes? I hope you are at least entertained reading this.)

The Army of Revalation bombers soared up ahead, close to twenty minutes from their targets. Their forms were familiar to those who studied stealth bombers, but at the same time, so alien in their movements and smooth, gliding, turns. For the allied fighter planes and SAM sites, it was like trying to hunt down a UFO. They adjusted their course with the grace of a dancer, and made the allied planes look clumsy as they moved to take them on. The new course of the AoR bombers took them on a faster path towards yet more civilian targets, a bombing run designed to further break the Alliance’s will to fight. They could have struck a deadly blow to the Allied ground forces and other United Nations or NATO facilities if they tried, but they just couldn’t resist the urge to butcher the innocent, for it would please the unholy God Leviathan and Dark Apostle. 

The AoR and the Dark Apostle thought that they could break the will of the humans that wouldn't submit to leviathan by going for civilian casualties more than they did military targets. But all it really did was inspire more people to fight and preserve military resources for the counterattacks against AoR positions. It would almost be bad comedy, if it wasn’t so tragic, and didn’t claim so many innocent lives.

Their hubris and belief that humanity’s days were numbered, was one of the reasons the allies had yet to give in, despite the decade of global conflict against traitor humans with better tech and weapons, and abominations from beyond our world. 

But their failures were just all the more exploitable for allied forces.

The fighter planes may have been obsolete when compared to the new toys that the AoR had, but they were proven to be effective, and their pilots knew them inside and out. As one the flight pushed their engines as hard as they could, closing the distance as they shattered the sound barrier with their movements sounding like the furious crash of Thor’s hammer several times over. With a combination of night vision, and radar, the pilots were able to see through the darkness and watched as the enemy bombers were highlighted in green diamond shapes that soon turned red, designating them as hostile. 

They managed to close the distance between the fighters and the bombers very quickly, to the point that some of them began to get positive locks, as friendly AA helped their own onboard computers see the enemy bombers, despite their superior Electronic Countermeasures.

Flanking each of the bombers was a trio of delta shaped drones, being piloted from within the bomber itself by extra crew yet another in the near endless number of innovations and advancement the AoR was using to outpace the allied forces.

The drones began to separate from the bombers, and move towards the allied planes, with several of them pulling a breaking maneuver that forced the allied planes to either duck out of the way (thus leaving their back exposed), or risk a mid air collision. A few of the Allied planes took that risk.

“Aguilla two, gun range!” One of the pilots called out, a thick Hispanic accent coloring his words, before opening up with his cannon, a steady rhythm of machinegun fire. The tracer rounds looked like an angry swarm of fireflies racing out towards the drone. The bullets all found their target, smashing into the beetle like drone and blowing gaping holes into its side, severing its connection to the bomber as it fell at an angle the pilot was able to dodge.

Soon others were calling out for one reason or another as the once silent night was lit up with weapons fire, explosions, and the roar of engines.

“I got a lock!” One of the fighter pilots declared, his plane carrying nose art of a grim reaper, with a dead squid in its grasp, the squid being a common symbol to represent the Leviathan by those who wanted to mock it, something the Church of Revelations hated. A missile sailed away from his wing, towards one of the bombers, but went wide, as it failed to maintain a target lock.

“Drone, look out!” A female pilot declared, popping flares and banking to the side as the Drone flew between her and her wingman as if on a kamikaze run.

Their ECM was getting better and better all the damn time. Missiles had a hard time getting a lock and Allied fighters were being forced to rely more on guesses, their own eyes, and getting close enough to use their guns.

“Ready...Break!” someone else called out over the radio, managing to get behind a Drone, and opening up with a 20MM gun in the nose of the plane. The gun rattled with a steady rhythm as the bullets severed one of the drone’s wings off, and left it spinning in a corkscrew like pattern down to the ground.

The bombers were getting closer to their target, despite the best efforts of the fighters, and tracer fire from below was going wide, trying to add its own strength to the assault without hitting allied planes.

“Its getting too far, I cant shake these fucking drones!.” One pilot declared, as three of the offending machines gave chase, before a single sound could be heard over all of the fighting, the sounds of trumpets up above. The drones quickly broke off their assault of the pilots, and instead moved off higher into the clouds, chasing after smaller, winged targets. The Allied pilots did not waste the chance and began to follow after the bombers, closing range.

“Garuda-1, fox two!” one pilot declared, letting lose another missile, and this time, striking a bomber right as it was attempting to open up its bomb bay doors. The missile struck right at the engines, and something seemed to fail within the bomber, causing it to veer off and present its back towards the other allied planes, which descended upon it like a pack of angry wolves. The first and second bomber were quickly assaulted by the fighter planes, striking them with machine gun and missile fire, until both were nothing but scrap metal falling to the sky, but the third and final one continued on its mission, opening up the doors and preparing to drop dead upon an entire city of innocents who huddled in their homes, praying for safety, not knowing where to go and hide from the bombs.

Inside of the AoR bomber, the crew uttered out prayers to Leviathan as they prepared to drop their payload. 

“Glory to the eater of worlds, devourer of souls, long may he feast. He with a thousand masks, he who makes the Angels shiver, he who makes the fallen Lucifer Morningstar tremble at the knees of his father. He who would devour All Father Odin, he who would slay Anubis, that would slaughter even the Ebon Dragon! He that would blot out the sun, turn the moon red, and tear out the heart of mother Gaia. Hail Leviathan! Hail the Leviathan’s Apostle, Hail into the void in a thousand voices!” The bomber crew declared in perfect unison, as they offered up the souls of all that they killed to the Leviathan, and in another time, another place, the Leviathan felt its gibbous maw salivated at the souls being offered up. The pilot finished his own prayers and looked for the best target to strike, but for a split second, he could have sworn that he saw flash of gold out of the corner of his eyes.

“For who is more powerful than Leviathan? Who could pierce his ide? Who could slay the leviathan, the true and undispu-’ before the crew could finish up their final prayers, there was a sudden crash from the bomb bay doors. A furious and feathered form had broken in and with a single punch, it smashes its way into the cockpit of the bomber, wings filing the room, glowing, immaculate, radiant, enough to nearly blind the crew. 

The Angel stood within the bomber, her face a mask of fury that was as terrifying as it was beautiful, her wings golden, perfectly shaped, and yet with feathers as strong as steel and as sharp as surgical razors. The bomber crew was silent for a single second, as the Angel screamed, her voice alone shattering the windows of the bomber, and bursting blood vessels within the crew. 

The allied fighters outside were racing as fast as they could towards he final remaining bomber, ready to fire upon it, when they watched as members of the bomber crew (or even just pieces of them) were thrown through the broken windows of the bomber before the Angel leapt through the superstructure of the bomber, before adjusting her path to grab onto the damaged bomber and begin guiding the bomber away from where it  was descending, soon being joined by the other angels that had finished killing off the drones. Once the human pilots finished admiring the Angels doing their work, they reformed and began flying back to their base for  refuel, repairs, and rearmament. This was a victory, but only a small one in the unending war against the Leviathan.

(Just something I wrote, randomly inspired by the Armageddon End Times roleplaying game. It probably isn't very good but I hope you enjoyed it none the less.)

[spinneryesteryear]

Skyrim/KH Crossover

-- idk if I’m imagining this as Skyrim being a ‘level’ in a KH game or a more realistic treatment in a novel-length fanfic (as in, a medium where enough attention can be paid to both the mechanics and lore of KH as well as Tamriel, bc just a ‘Skyrim level’ would leave out SO MUCH)

-- where would the keyhole of the Tamriel world/Mundus be? At the Monahven/Throat of the World, the tallest mountain on the continent? At the Temple of the One in the Imperial City, where Martin’s giant dragon body remains petrified? At the Red Mountain? At the White-Gold Tower? At any of the other towers holding up the sky? Would it be the Heart of Lorkhan itself??? So many possibilities. (If the Keyhole of Mundus is the Heart of Lorkhan, what happens when it is destroyed? Can the Keyhole of a world even be destroyed??? Maybe that’s what is allowing the Heartless in.)

-- we have a Heartless Crisis to match the Oblivion Crisis

-- everyone would assume Donald and Goofy are some sort of low-level daedra. Goofy might be a particularly ugly scamp. No one would blink at their existence and intelligence/speech capabilities, but they would be surprised at their lack of instant hostility. Everyone assumes Sora is a nasty conjurer despite his non-evil appearance and his friendliness. The Vigiliants of Stendarr attack him on sight for consorting with daedra

-- similarly, Sora wouldn’t blink at the existence of Khajiit (cat people of varying shapes and sizes) or Argonians (lizard people)

-- when Sora learns that the Dragonborn emperors/Septims kept Mundus safe from the planes of Oblivion with their very lives, he likens them to the Princesses of Heart. 

-- THAT’S RIGHT. MARTIN SEPTIM NOW COUNTS AS A DISNEY PRINCESS. I DEMAND FANART OF THIS.

-- Kairi and Martin Septim discussing their Dragonborn Emperor/Princess of Heart duties and commiserating about how secretly terrifying they find it that the entire world is depending on them to keep the darkness at bay

-- Maleficent attempts to kidnap a Dragonborn for the plot of KH1, like why bother collecting seven princesses who collectively hold off the Realm of Darkness when you could just snag this one person and be done with it

-- the Dragonborn defeats her lackies without breaking a sweat; Maleficent shows up herself and goes All Scaled Up, thinking this will intimidate her target. The Dragonborn is like, “Hey, look, breakfast. Sweet.”

-- Sora has Maleficent flashbacks. When he learns that the Dragonborn has the soul of a dragon, he asks, “Can you turn into a dragon, too?” Dragonborn: “Sadly, no.”

-- DRAGONBONE KEYBLADE. DAEDRIC KEYBLADE. WHERE IS THE CONCEPT ART OF THIS. SOMEONE DRAW IT QUICK. The Dragonbone keyblade is super-hard to obtain (you probably have to befriend a dragon for this, either Odahviing or Durnehviir) but has the highest strength stat. The Daedric keyblade is evil-looking like Chaos Ripper or something with its black and red scheme and pointiness, but it has high strength and magic stats. You probably get it for entering a plane of Oblivion or running an errand for a Daedric Prince or something

-- Dragonbone axe and Daedric axe, upon which the keyblades would be based:

-- the Dark Brotherhood embrace darkness because of Sithis, of course. They might try to command the Heartless because of this, and maybe even succeed. Perhaps they involve the Heartless in their assassinations. Xehanort could possibly talk some of them into becoming potential Norts

-- the mages start testing spells on Heartless and Nobodies; Repel Undead and Detect Undead work on the Heartless, while Nobodies are sensed through the Detect Life spell. Lay down a Bane of the Undead spell and watch the Heartless die in shiny golden streams and sparkles. The Dawnguard is super-prepared to deal with the Heartless Crisis thanks to their offensive restoration spells. They’re less intelligent than vampires, after all, and once you’ve dealt with freaky vampire lords trying to kill the sun some other type of undead critter also trying to turn you into an undead critter is ho-hum

-- Sora is very enthusiastic about learning the Thu’um until he learns it takes years and years to master (unless you’re Dragonborn, of course). The Greybeards are like, “Why is this kid on our porch?” Sora could train in the Way of the Voice by Fus Ro Dah’ing some boxes. XD Paarthurnax recognizes Sora as a traveler from another world and is the one to actually explain what’s going on to him. 

-- Dawnbreaker is super-effective against the Heartless; Meridia as a staunch opponent of undead in all forms launches a campaign against them. Skyrim doesn’t kill Heartless with sparkles; it kills them with GIANT FIERY EXPLOSIONS THAT SEND UNDEAD FLEEING WHILE ON FIRE

-- Arkay’s Law prevents the corpses of the dead from being used in necromantic rituals (Arkay being the god of death and burials); what effect would it have on Heartless and Nobodies? Maybe the blessing obtained at Arkay’s shrine temporarily prevents one’s heart from being torn out by Heartless?

-- is Alduin in league with the Heartless, or does he oppose them because HE’S supposed to be the World-Devourer, not these upstart scraps of darkness? lol imagine if Skyrim welcomed the dragons as their new overlords because the dragons protected them from the Heartless. Or vice versa

-- Sora getting tricked into using his Keyblade (which in Mundus can create portals to Oblivion and back) to let Miraak out of Apocrypha. An Apocrypha-themed Keyblade made out of green tentacles and ratty old books with a really high magic stat

-- A DWEMER KEYBLADE. Bc let’s face it the Dwemer would totally have been researching Kingdom Hearts and all related topics if it were available. This keyblade would be super cool. It’d look sort of like the battleaxe but with more teeth at the end for a more key-like appearance:

-- Sora spots the Dwemer animunculi and freaks out because he assumes they’re all as boss as the Lingering Will (spoiler: not even a Dwemer Centurion is as badass as the Lingering Will)

-- at first glance, Sora assumes the Falmer are lesser Nobodies

----- OH MY GOSH NO WAIT THAT PERFECTLY EXPLAINS THE FALMER ACTUALLY. THEY WERE SNOW ELVES ONCE BUT THE DWEMER DID SOMETHING TO THEM THAT CHANGED THEIR VERY SOULS FROM SENTIENT TO NON-SENTIENT. THE DWEMER RIPPED OUT THE SNOW ELVES’ HEARTS AND ENSLAVED THE RESULTING NOBODIES, WHILE ALSO USING THEIR EXTRACTED HEARTS TO POWER THEIR ANIMUNCULI

-- Sora running from bears

-- the Companions go on Heartless-slaying quests with the same nonchalance they go out to kill bears and saber-tooth cats

-- Dragon priests command Heartless alongside draugr; you’re innocently traveling through an ancient Nordic ruin when you spot not only glowing blue draugr eyes peering at you out of the darkness but also glowing yellow Heartless eyes

(I just love that gif so much I’m sorry)

-- the Dragonborn as a super-awesome bonus party member. ALTERNATIVELY, Martin Septim serves as a spirit adviser. OR the Nerevarine returns from traveling in Akavir only to find the Heartless Crisis ongoing and ends up traveling with Sora and co. OR Sora is guided by the Aedra/Daedra of your choice

-- Paarthurnax is like the Yen Sid of Tamriel. They probably know each other (as they say in A:TLA, all old people know each other). Paarthurnax has probably met the time-traveling Xehanort before. Paarthurnax has seen a lot of things. He has yet to be fazed.

-- Dream Eater Riku has powers similar to a Vaermina priest. He can enter people’s memories/dreams and use them to travel distances in the real world without using Vaermina’s Torpor. The Vigilants of Stendarr ALSO attack him on sight when they see this. 

-- Riku can enter the Soul Cairn without needed to be partially soul-trapped or turned into a vampire, because of his immunity to the darkness. The Ideal Masters are easy to deal with once you’ve had Xehanort sitting in your heart trying to Nortify your soul

-- Riku gains Arvak as a Dream Eater

-- Durnehviir can use the power of darkness because he has become accustomed to life in the Soul Cairn, just like Riku has been immersed in darkness so much it can no longer consume him. Imagine: Riku being able to summon Durnehviir. Riku defeating the Reaper and the Keepers. 

-- where is Terra’s heart, you ask? The truth is now revealed: IN THE SOUL CAIRN

-- plot twist: Aqua is also in the Soul Cairn

-- actually, the Soul Cairn could be pretty accurately compared to the Realm of Darkness. Or maybe the Realm of Darkness is Oblivion itself instead of just one of its planes

-- if Alduin can swallow a world/end a kalpa, is this equivalent to a world falling into darkness? As the son/alternate personality/split being of one of the creator gods, can he also (help) remake the world? Is Alduin aligned with the darkness or the light? the world may never know

-- Alduin and/or Paarthurnax and/or Odahviing and/or Durnehviir against Xemnas’s weird dragon thing

-- Xehanort attempts to Nort the Dragonborn, only to find that numerous other dragon souls are ALREADY in the Dragonborn’s heart. The Dragonborn EATS dragon souls for breakfast. Remember that post about Xehanort actually reaching Sora’s heart only to find Ventus, Roxas, Xion, and Ansem already there? Yeah, except this time Xehanort enters a heart only to find a bunch of angry dragons staring down at him

-- OM NOM NOM XEHANORT DO NOT MEDDLE IN THE AFFAIRS OF DRAGONS FOR YOU ARE CRUNCHY AND GO WELL WITH KETCHUP

-- Xehanort’s time-traveling causes a Dragon Break, a.k.a. even Akatosh, the dragon god of time, doesn’t know what’s going on so he has to pause the game to look up the lore

-- Tamriel has two moons. Saix is now 2x stronger. Yikes. 

-- Saix can finally be an actual werewolf

-- Saix chops off a Nort head and drags it to Ysgramor’s Tomb to materialize and fight the spirit of the Nort possessing him in order to de-Nortify himself

-- Saix in wolf armor. Saix with Shield-Siblings. Saix turned Isa who has green eyes once again and can finally say that he gave the one who scarred his face as good as he got

-- Xehanort is in league with the Glenmoril Witches

-- Vexen runs off to the College of Winterhold because the cold never bothered him anyway. Also, his wacky and slightly questionable but successful science experiments fit right in alongside Phinis ‘don’t worry if you die I’ll put your corpse to good use’ Gestor and ‘if you wanna buy highly dangerous magical artifacts I’m your man’ Enthir and Arniel ‘let’s recreate the events that led to the inexplicable disappearance of an entire race using said highly dangerous magical artifact’ Gane

-- Vexen is that annoying enemy mage who throws super-powerful frost spells at you and backs away faster than you can sprint

-- the Thalmor are 100% on board with letting the world fall to darkness since they want to destroy the world to gain immortality anyway. They’re probably researching how to command Heartless as we speak. Oh my gosh, PARANOIA FUEL: most of the Altmer Thalmor have gold eyes, anyway, so you’ll never be able to tell which ones have been Norted or not

-- Sora has to hunt down an Elder Scroll in order to find Mundus’s Keyhole. Of course, this involves Dwemer ruins. Or maybe planes of Oblivion.

-- Auriel’s Bow (untainted) kills Heartless and releases their captured hearts just like a Keyblade. It’s the weapon of the sun god/creator time god and incinerates undead; why wouldn’t it? It already sparkles like something out of Kingdom Hearts. Don’t believe me? Look at it:

-- what if the Tamriel practice of soul-trapping is the same thing as extracting hearts? Soul gems are just like those glass capsules in Ansem’s lab that hold data hearts

-- Dragons cannot be soul-trapped and their souls can only be absorbed by another dragon, so... maybe they are immune to Heartless? THEIR HEARTS ARE INEDIBLE, lol. 

-- Sora learns alchemy. He can now make his own potions and elixirs. The moogles’ economic monopoly has been broken.

-- Sora befriends various lesser Daedra and can call on them like his Dream Eaters. Sora learns how to summon atronachs. Sora captures Odahviing and gains his allegiance.

-- the gummi ship is fascinating to Tamriel scholars everywhere. They haven’t seen a working spaceship in centuries/millennia!