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If you don't reblog this within the next 3 hours, You'll get isekaid as a turtle. (Hermes is real AU)
I'M DOING AN EXPERIMENT
To prove something to a friend, please
REBLOG IF YOU THINK ASEXUALS BELONG IN LGBTQ+ SPACES
LIKE IF YOU THINK ASEXUALS DON’T BELONG IN LGBTQ+ SPACES
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So yk I've been playing a lot of interactive fiction games recently and I've noticed that there's a lot of tumblr blogs for IF's that don't have a demo yet.
And that gave me an idea.
Make a tumblr blog for an IF that's totally in the works, create lore and post updates about how development is going, obviously add hot RO's so people have something to thirst over, be super active and after the blog's got some traction, announce the official release date for the demo
And disappear.
Never even touch that shit ever again.
Get all of their hopes up only to ghost them.
Even better if you come back 2 months later and say you're the blog creator's best friend and they got killed by a honeybear.
Anyway I would do this but frankly that's too evil and I'm too lazy to go through all the effort of doing all that-
#This is the shit I do instead of writing.#interactive fiction#Please don't do this I would cry if someone did this to me :(#Idk why I'm posting this then actually..
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Blood-Soaked Love
General!Lilia Vanrouge x Human General!Reader (Gender not mentioned)
Note: I wrote this shit like nearly a year ago probably and it's been sitting in my notes ever since so here's a slightly edited version hahaajajahjajakksbdhdjsksk
Description: Under the cover of darkness, only there can you embrace you lover. And there, you must end his life as well.
After all, as a General in the Human army, your loyalty to your race reigned above all else in your life. And to think you valued anything, even your lover, more, was nothing but a lie to yourself.
The leaves crunched softly under your feet as you walked towards your destination. It was late, having passed midnight hours ago.
You should've been asleep in your tent, catching up on some much needed rest during this small unspoken truce after the dust of war had settled for the night. The battle was unusually gruesome, both sides suffering heavy losses.
You suspected that if everything went as it should've, the next day would have no fighting, perhaps one or two small skirmishes at most but no full scale battle.
That is, as previously stated, if everything went as it should've.
But unfortunately, things would not go as they should've under normal circumstances.
Because the circumstances of your relationship with General Lilia Vanrouge were anything but normal.
Of course, the two of you just couldn't be what everyone else thought you to be. What you should be. You two couldn't y'know, absolutely despise eachother. View the other with nothing but pure malice and hatred for what each of you had done to the other. But of course, you just couldn't be normal about eachother.
Nonono, you guys just had to have a 𝘴𝘦𝘤𝘳𝘦𝘵 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘢𝘧𝘧𝘢𝘪𝘳 after things got sidetracked during what should've been a very tense and formal meeting to arrange a truce. Why? Because a year before said truce and a year before the war, you two just 𝘩𝘢𝘥 to happen to run into eachother while undercover and then somehow accidentally help eachother and then share both of your first kisses-
So you guys just 𝗮𝗯𝘀𝗼𝗹𝘂𝘁𝗲𝗹𝘆 𝗵𝗮𝗱 𝘁𝗼 be in a secret relationship for the past 3 months since that little meeting.
Seeing eachother only late at night under the cover of darkness, having to always be a hundred percent sure that absolutely 𝘯𝘰 𝘰𝘯𝘦 saw the two of you together.
Recently though, your meetings have been less and less frequent. From at least once a week to thrice a month if you were lucky. Confrontations in the battlefield were incredibly rare and both of you worked hard to ensure it stayed that way.
But, the decrease in your midnight randevouz's were to be expected. The war was getting desperate. Supplies, morale and manpower slowly beginning to dwindle on both sides meant everyone was desperate for a victory.
Including you.
And what you were planning to do tonight was precisely the reason why you were sure the unspoken truce would not last.
And so, as you stepped into the small clearing, your eyes locking with the man you'd grown love; a silence of mutual understanding enveloped the area. Not even the chirping of owls could be heard. Not a single animal, nor the trees dared to make a sound. Only the wind swept past, as if gently chiding you both to reconsider, or perhaps it was simply waiting in anticipation.
After what felt like an eternity, you stepped forward.
Lilia said nothing, only staring up at the moon as you sat down beside him, leaning against the tree he was under. The two of you sat in silence for a few more seconds before Lilia spoke up "The moon looks beautiful tonight, don't you agree?"
Gazing up at the full moon, you found it to be quite beautiful as he had said. "It is indeed."
Silence again.
Though, none of the silences were uncomfortable. But they were not comfortable either. Rather, they were... How do I put it? Ah, the calm before the storm. Both of you knew what was on the other's mind. You both knew what was coming, what had to be done. And yet, you both wished desperately in your heart for the opposite.
But unfortunately, the world was unkind. It was merciless. It had no obligation to listen to the whims of two people, so why would it?
Eventually, you stood up. Placing a hand on the hilt of your sword, you unsheathed it. "Lilia, I think it's time we ended this little game of ours" This stupid pathetic game of playing hide and seek with the rest of the world, trying desperately to somehow save a relationship which was doomed to fail from the very beginning.
Lilia stood up, unsheathing his sword as well. The two of you faced eachother, looking into eachothers eyes "Indeed. It was fun while it lasted, wasn't it?" He said with a hollow smile and you gripped the hilt of your sword tighter. "Yes, it was an honour to have known you. But I truly hope that neither of us have the displeasure of seeing each other in hell."
And with that, you drove your sword forward, aiming for the heart you'd long since trapped within your calloused fingers.
#disney twisted wonderland#twisted wonderland#twisted wonderland lilia#lilia vanrouge#Twisted wonderland Lilia x reader#Lilia Vanrouge x reader#General!Lilia Vanrouge#General!Reader#Angst#forbidden love#open ending#(Fancy way of saying I never bothered to write the ending)
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Update!
Well holy hell, this place sure is dead!
I totally didn't forget about it haahahshsjkshs-
Well I'll try actually updating it again, though my posts are probably gonna be pretty random. Also I'm probably not gonna be continuing my SAGAU AU as a series anymore but rather as one shots that don't need to be read in a specific order (I fear commitment) on another note, please do send asks, I don't know what to right.
That's all for now, here's to hoping I stay alive this time 🙏
#update#My God this blog has been drier than the Sahara.#The fact that my last post was about how I'd totally be more alive hsjabshsh#That aged like milk#Here's to hoping this one ages better 🙏#Random question: Do you like milk? I have a complicated relationship with it.
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Pls bagel I'm begging you, magic more pages into my sketchbook
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Soooo, you still active?
Whabsiskshdj, in all honesty I kinda forgot about the tumblr series I started thanks to the train reck that is life 💀 but I'll probably start being a bit more active again after a couple days once I finish my remaining assignments from school. Though I have been a bit more active on Ao3 so in the meantime I'll probably just repost some of my old oneshots, so please be patient!
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RULES
Figured I should probably make one of those "Rules for Requesting" posts since I do wanna take requests to write more sooo-
THINGS I WILL NOT WRITE:
1. I will not take x OC requests mostly because I kinda have to see a lot of the character to be able to properly write it, so I would most likely butcher the OC's personality
2. I will not write romantic scenarios with child! Reader unless the character is a kid but even then, it'll only be light crushes.
3. If you're homophobic, transphobic, racist or any of the like, don't come to my blog.
4. If you're rude, you will be blocked.
5. You can request character x character though chances are I might not do it unless it's explicitly canon
6. I won't be writing characters being abusive or toxic. I also can't write break ups or rejection, sorry-
7. No NSFW, BDSM, smut, any of that shi-
More may be added in the future.
THINGS I WILL WRITE:
1. I mostly write x reader, I'll write fem, male and gender neutral
2. Though I do romantic requests if you have nay platonic request, PLEEAASSEE TELL ME. I love platonic content-
3. I'm okay with writing Child character x child character but again, small crushes and mostly platonic fluff.
4. Angst is very much welcome.
5. AU's are welcome (Especially time loops-)
More may be added later
FANDOMS I'LL TAKE REQUESTS FOR:
Fairy Tail
Arthurian Mythology! (I'm really into that rn so please do send requests plsplspslsplspls-)
Obey me! One Master to Rule them All
Where's Tess
Tasokare Hotel
The Prison Boys
Wandering Witch: The Journey of Elaina
Gakkou-Gurashi!/School-Live!
VOCALOID: Hatsune Miku, Kagamine Rin & Len, KAITO, MEIKO, Megurine Luka, Gumi Megpoid, Gakupo, Fukase, VFlower, Oliver
UTAULOID: Kasane Teto
FANLOID: Akita Neru
SPY×FAMILY (I haven't read the manga and will not do romantic x reader's for Yor and Loid and Obviously not the kids)
Genshin Impact: Archons only. Also if you have any request that takes place in the SAGAU AU I made (Aka, the AU in the "That Time I Foundd Out my Grandma's a God" fic) I'll gladly do it separately!
That's all for now, more may be added later.
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Shell House + Guardian Cat
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Don't ever hesitate. Reblog this. TUMBLR RULE. When you see it, REBLOG IT.
The original post only has US helplines. I’ve added UK helplines underneath. It would be great if people could add numbers from everywhere in the world.
Depression Hotline: 1-630-482-9696
Suicide Hotline: 1-800-784-8433
LifeLine: 1-800-273-8255
Trevor Project: 1-866-488-7386
Sexuality Support: 1-800-246-7743
Eating Disorders Hotline: 1-847-831-3438
Rape and Sexual Assault: 1-800-656-4673
Grief Support: 1-650-321-5272
Runaway: 1-800-843-5200, 1-800-843-5678, 1-800-621-4000
Exhale: After Abortion Hotline/Pro-Voice: 1-866-4394253
Child Abuse: 1-800-422-4453
UK Helplines:
Samaritans (for any problem): 08457909090 e-mail [email protected]
Childline (for anyone under 18 with any problem): 08001111
Mind infoline (mental health information): 0300 123 3393 e-mail: [email protected]
Mind legal advice (for people who need mental-health related legal advice): 0300 466 6463 [email protected]
b-eat eating disorder support: 0845 634 14 14 (only open Mon-Fri 10.30am-8.30pm and Saturday 1pm-4.30pm) e-mail: [email protected]
b-eat youthline (for under 25’s with eating disorders): 08456347650 (open Mon-Fri 4.30pm - 8.30pm, Saturday 1pm-4.30pm)
Cruse Bereavement Care: 08444779400 e-mail: [email protected]
Frank (information and advice on drugs): 0800776600
Drinkline: 0800 9178282
Rape Crisis England & Wales: 0808 802 9999 1(open 2 - 2.30pm 7 - 9.30pm) e-mail [email protected]
Rape Crisis Scotland: 08088 01 03 02 every day, 6pm to midnight
India Self Harm Hotline: 00 08001006614
India Suicide Helpline: 022-27546669
Kids Help Phone (Canada): 1-800-668-6868, Free and available 24/7
suicide hotlines;
Argentina: 54-0223-493-0430
Australia: 13-11-14
Austria: 01-713-3374
Barbados: 429-9999
Belgium: 106
Botswana: 391-1270
Brazil: 21-233-9191
China: 852-2382-0000
(Hong Kong: 2389-2222)
Costa Rica: 606-253-5439
Croatia: 01-4833-888
Cyprus: 357-77-77-72-67
Czech Republic: 222-580-697, 476-701-908
Denmark: 70-201-201
Egypt: 762-1602
Estonia: 6-558-088
Finland: 040-5032199
France: 01-45-39-4000
Germany: 0800-181-0721
Greece: 1018
Guatemala: 502-234-1239
Holland: 0900-0767
Honduras: 504-237-3623
Hungary: 06-80-820-111
Iceland: 44-0-8457-90-90-90
Israel: 09-8892333
Italy: 06-705-4444
Japan: 3-5286-9090
Latvia: 6722-2922, 2772-2292
Malaysia: 03-756-8144
(Singapore: 1-800-221-4444)
Mexico: 525-510-2550
Netherlands: 0900-0767
New Zealand: 4-473-9739
New Guinea: 675-326-0011
Nicaragua: 505-268-6171
Norway: 47-815-33-300
Philippines: 02-896-9191
Poland: 52-70-000
Portugal: 239-72-10-10
Russia: 8-20-222-82-10
Spain: 91-459-00-50
South Africa: 0861-322-322
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Sweden: 031-711-2400
Switzerland: 143
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Trinidad and Tobago: 868-645-2800
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(Very late Halloween post, Pls pretend its still October lol)
"I'm just gonna write something short," I SAID, "It'll be under 200 words," I SAID, I'm a dirty liar. Anyway sorry, this took so long!
@lily-blackstone
You rested your head on Kaeya's shoulder as you sat in Angle's share together. "What do you think of this year's Halloween special? I think it's absolutely marvelous." Kaeya said before taking another drink of his Pumpkin wine. "You say that every year. But yeah, this year's seems sweeter. I actually like it more than last year." You snatched Kaeya’s mug from him and took a drink. "Hey!" You chuckled at his reaction, "This is your fifth one, slow it down or we won't be able to enjoy the festivities tonight. I don't know about you but spending my Halloween taking care of your drunk ass doesn't sound like my idea of fun." You drank the last of the wine before he could try and snatch it back.
"Speak for yourself, isn't that your third?" Kaeya teased, "Is the local alcoholic really telling me I've had too much?" You teased right back. "Ouch, so cold." Kaeya put his hand over his heart, pretending to be hurt by the comment. "Can you flirt somewhere else?" An annoyed Diluc grumbled as he turned away from you, "Oh come now Diluc, we're just having a little fun." "Get out."
"How do you always manage to get us kicked out whenever Diluc’s managing the tavern?" You sighed as you both wandered the streets. "You say that like it's entirely my fault." You looked out at the setting sun, you knew soon the children of Mondstadt would be roaming the streets and knocking on every door with their lights still on. “ Are you passing out candy this year?” Kaeya asked, “Of course, when have I not? You're free to join me if you want.” Ever since you decided to settle down in the city of freedom you’ve participated in all the holiday traditions. “I think I'll take you up on that. Shall we head back to your place?” The walk back to your house was peacefully silent, by the time you arrived the sun had nearly disappeared. “We better hurry, you wait by the door, I’ll go get the candy.” Kaeya watched you walk deeper into your house, a gentle smile crossing his face. Being with you felt like a dream, hanging out nearly every day, spending some nights together, it almost felt like you were a couple to him.
Kaeya never felt like he would really form a long lasting relationship with anyone, not like he had with you anyway. The first time he laid eyes on you it felt like walking into a dream, your first encounter was magical and the way you both just clicked was like a fairytale. Kaeya couldn't deny his fondness for you and only recently did he allow himself to truly bask in your light. He had fallen for you and he fell hard, how could someone like you possibly exist?
You came back quickly with a large bowl of candy and a basket filled with small bottles. “What do you have there?” Kaeya asked, eyeing the bottles. “I did a lot of helping out around Dawn winery not long ago and they gave these to me in addition to my reward. I thought it would be nice to hand it out to the adults. You can have one, you hear me? Only one.” You said sternly, “How very kind of you.” Kaeya chuckled, “Aren't I? Now I expect you to actually help and not just lounge around all night.” You joked.
The rest of the night you spent together after the trick-or-treaters had all gone home you lied on your bed together just talking. “Then this wild boar nearly knocked Diluc over! You should've been there, the look on his face was priceless!” You laughed together at the story, “Perhaps I’ll join you next time around. I wouldn't want to miss something like that again.” Eventually, you fell asleep, Kaeya watched you with a fond look on his face. “It’s hard to believe someone like you actually likes hanging out with me. I am so grateful to you, Y/N. Sleep well.” He pressed a gentle kiss to your forehead before drifting off to sleep beside you.
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THIS- LITERALLY EVERYTHING I WANTED TO SAY! And the way the story low-key plays into the "Blame the other woman, not the man" (Or give the man the bare minimum blame) trope is just so... UUUUUUGGGGHHHHHH
The Classism, Sexism, and Mishandling of Slavery theme of the Remarried Empress ((pt 1. of why I might divorce the remarried empress series)) WARNING: SOME SPOILERS INSIDE
Note: this story/review was written by someone from the western hemisphere, so yes I am well aware that cultural differences is most likely a definite factor in this. However, this is my opinion on how this series kinda rubs me the wrong way. I will admit that I am behind on the series, and some of the info I got was from spoilers so it might be outdated, as I stopped at episode 85 on webtoons, and read some spoilers, if this is the case, I am prepared to address what I’ve said in a new post ( a reblog of this) to make things more fair.
Ok so I’m gonna do a super quick introduction because anyone, who’s anybody knows the basic premise of one of, if not the most popular manhwas next to WMMAP. It’s a manhwa that essentially has dominated on webtoon, ruled on insta and I think is even set to have it’s own movie/kdrama eventually come out.
Yours truly, was a fan of this series, especially when I got caught up in the tales of hype, and complexity of the story/spoilers, and the beauty of the novel. Like I genuinely liked this series, as the premise was easy to follow, it almost seemed like it was written from a sympathetic villainess’s pov and it just made me a fan, until I wasn’t.
The tales of Navier being an awesome strong female lead in the face of walking dung and his mistress Rashta (affectionately known by fans as Trashta- which hold on I will address that in this) was pretty good at first, until I sat down and actually thought about this series. Now I know you’ll say- hey, hey, hey, this is a manhwa (technically not isekai) why are you actually putting deep thought into this? And I’ll say, well, I have this rule when it comes to fiction.
I (the reader) will only take a series as serious, as the series takes itself. So to elaborate, this means I’m not going to sit down and waste time telling you how certain series does things on a broader or more indepth scale if it’s clearly here for a good time. No, this means that if a story wants me to take it seriously, then, um yeah I am going to do so.
Now, coming back to this series, I’m going to get straight to the point, that might upset some people, because I know there’s probably a lot of cultural differences between the writer of this story, and readers who are located on the western hemisphere, like me.
But- with all due respect.
Something about this story does NOT sit right with my spirit,
and it’s mainly the classist narration/the dealing with slavery, with pinches of sexism here and there, but let’s start with the classism.
This story feels like it’s essentially punching DOWN, like it’s telling the lower class to know it’s place, some were born to rule, others merely to serve/follow orders, and punishing the one person, Rashta, who albeit unethically and under bad circumstances, tries to create a better life for herself by somewhat breaking the social norms by climbing up, terribly. I’m not justifying what Rashta has done, nor am I condoning it, but the complete lack of empathy in the narration of a story that is praised for being complex is….well….disturbing.
In fact, if I have to be honest with you, I feel nothing but apathy vibes from the tone/way this story was written. There’s a distinct lack of empathy when it comes to the suffering of others, particularly women not named NAVIER, that I think needs to be discussed more, especially when people want to push this series as something that promotes a strong fl, because I think it pushes a strong/independent fl at the expense of some other female characters (don’t believe me- just look at how the fandom so readily vilifies a female character who gets in Navier’s way,).
Guys like Sovieshu and Heinrey are allowed to have explicitly outlined sympathetic aspects to them, whereas the women’s pov is far more subtle, before they inevitably end up doing something terrible (I’m talking about Rashta and Heinrey’s sister in law). All do terrible things, but I feel more inclined to say that the women who become antagonists in this story are more victims than the guys who willingly perpretate the acts, yet aren’t allowed the same leeway/understanding from the narrative. Get the picture?
Let’s start with the topic of cultural differences, now shall we?
PT 1. The Slavery Discussion and Rashta:
Slavery is no stranger to being apart of isekai, in a lot of stories it’s either added as a footnote to help worldbuilding in a fairly negative way, or it acts as some sort of trauma for the mcs to portray them in a more sympathetic light. But in this story, it’s handled so…strangely. Slavery is very much traumatizing, no matter in which media it is presented, or the purpose/form. The after effects/trauma of slavery is massively understated, and I for one think it should be treated with respect when it comes to playing a major role in a story like this.
The fact that Rashta was a slave who was abused and mistreated is seemingly glossed over a LOT- it is most likely the reason why she is, the way she is. She’s so naïve/willing to go along with Sovieshu’s schemes because she spent her entire life up to that point being treated worse than dirt, and now has to deal with living in constant fear of having to return to that life. She probably doesn’t genuinely know any better, as no one was there to teach her right and wrong, or guide her. That cycle of trauma and abuse is so hard to break, and probably even impossible, given the settings/position she’s in.
So she’s unable to protect herself from the schemes of those who’ve been born into the game of politics and power and are coming for her blood in order to exploit her, yet the story tries to play it off as…making her kind of selfish, and evil.
It’s almost like writing Cinderella or maybe just any slave girl (a girl who spent her life as a slave up until she got married) as some sort of pawn, without any sort of empathy/sympathy for the character from the narrative…could you imagine how heartbreaking that would be? This is pure exploitation, yet it never feels like it’s called out in a long-lasting/meaningful way for you to sympathize with Rashta, or offer the character any sort of leeway/complexity (save for the end when she’s about to be executed but even then it’s too little too late) nah it feels almost like the story is telling you that this is what Rashta deserves, she’s just another cog in the wheel for the haves to use.
I’m not saying that Rashta is completely innocent in all of this, because yes I will admit, that Rashta is a terrible person, who’s done bad things (albeit some under the bad influence of Heinrey’s friend, and others was just because of her, she’s really not a good person, at ALL)- BUT, she’s ruining others because her life was ruined, it’s probably her way of punching UP, of securing herself in a society that clearly does not want the poor to advance/better themselves. Which as bad as it sounds, isn’t completely inexcusable, given how cutthroat the story likes to play it’s politics as. ((Like look at Navier and how she’s always thinking politically, you could probably try to sell her girl scout cookies, and she’d suspect you of espionage or something))
Even in this elevated position, we see that Sovieshu doesn’t even see Rashta as a person of her own, she’s just…a plaything to him, something he’s using because he feels like Navier isn’t giving him the love he deserves. ((I’ll touch on Navier next part)). The Rashta around him depicts herself as stupid, cute and playful, because she knows that’s what he wants her to be, and there’s high possibility that the moment that he finds out that she’s not that (she’s actually a lot smarter than he thinks), he could very easily dispose of her. That brings me to the worst part of their whole relationship which a lot of fans, and Navier herself seems to miss- the unequal power dynamic-
The worst part is that he disposes of her, at the end, when it really should’ve been his head on a pike, but alas, she dies and the story doesn’t care because at this point it’s almost like it’s done more to explicitly tell you how terrible she is, than to make you somewhat sympathize with her. ((Keep in mind I’m not saying Navier had to accept Rashta with open arms from day 1, but Navier should’ve 1000% been suspecting foul play in more places than she did. I mean someone who was at most a mistress (coming from slavery, where she was uneducated) was pulling all of these political power moves like Rastha was, should’ve raised some flags for Navier, but eh, whatever I guess. Sovieshu doesn’t really seem to get the punishment he deserves.
Let’s not forget that Rashta can’t exactly say no to Sovieshu’s advances (dude’s the emperor who could have her beheaded for breathing out of her mouth wrong) and like I said before, is literally being manipulated by Heinrey’s friend. It’s sad because I know this story will probably gloss over it (I kinda know the spoilers where he ends up taking away her kids in the end after she’s executed, which is kinda good because at least her children aren’t orphans, but once again it’s just exploitation. Exploitation of a naive women by powerful men- seeing the theme here? Sovieshu uses her against Naiver, and Heinrey’s friend uses her against them both…almost feels like her main purpose is just to be a tool for others (most noticeably MEN) while having no agency of her own…))
You can say that maybe I’m overreacting about this, but like I said before the story likes to take it’s politics/characterization seriously, and I have no doubt that if Navier was a slave- we’d be exploring every traumatic aspect/long term effect of slavery. Everything Navier would be doing would be constantly sympathized with, because the story would recognize that she was a slave, and the cycle of abuse/trauma she’s faced it’s hard to break. Yet the story continually lacks that empathy for most of the female characters, in fact, the story seemingly gets a kick out of pitting women AGAINST each other. Because at the very least the fans do (I need to talk about Heinrey’s sister-in-law, remind me to talk about her for the next part).
You can argue well it’s just the times, so strong women really shouldn’t be working together, but then I’d say- um, no. If this story wants me to suspend enough belief that magic exists, Navier feels no remorse about breaking social standards (and being able to get away with it too) while being the main ruling force of the empire behind the scenes, with some fairly outspoken female characters- then I could totally buy the strong women working together, even in unconvential means. In fact, it’s kinda frustrating that Rashta spends the whole story getting manipulated by powerful men for their own means and she never wakes up/develops from it. Hmmm, that’s kinda…suspicious to me…
Honestly-
The fact that magic exists in this world, but Slavery is still around is just….wow, sure it’s a form to punish you for not paying off debts- but I fail to see how that works, when Rashta’s debt ridden father was able to get away from it by selling off someone else, it’s a blatant loophole that even the poorest of the poor can escape, with little consequence. What’s the point of having that system if it apparently doesn’t even work right? I think it’s almost too severe, and stupid given how many loopholes the story glosses over.
Maybe Navier isn’t that kind of an empress, why exactly has she never pushed for the elimination of slavery/increase of human rights? We know that she’s the one who’s wearing the real political pants in her empire, and the administration seems to be fine with this, as we never hear them complain. Also we’ve seen her gladly sponsor someone from the magic school, which was, a fairly expensive school, and I think the girl was from a fairly good background, unless I’m mistaken, maybe she was poor, but she had to be exceptionally good to get it. ((I’m choking on the classism here)). So it’s not like she’s going out of her way to benefit the massive underprivileged class of her empire, I kinda wonder if she knows they exist (save for the time they kind of rightfully grill her for running off to go marry the prince of the enemy empire, which sure she had her reasons for it, but I doubt the peasants would know/care about the full story, not when they have slavery and God knows what else dark ages problems to deal with).
Navier’s face when she hears the lower class cry for food. They should’ve thought about that before they became peasants!
You could also argue that this slavery isn’t exactly similar to the form of slavery in the west (which I would answer that there were other forms of slavery before the one that notoriously evolved in the western hemisphere, that were still socially degrading)- but once again, like I’m saying, if you’re going to base something off of a thing that has had traumatic/degrading long term effects socially, you should treat it with respect or don’t write it at all. I feel like there was either a blatant lack of research, or care when it was written into Rashta, which honestly would’ve been ‘fine’, if the story didn’t really try to antagonize a traumatized character while it later on tried to paint the narcissistic sexist Soviedung as complex, or sympathetic. Heck, I’m pretty sure the story is going to try to make Heinrey somewhat complex/sympathetic for trying to sabotage the empire while Navier was trying to run it! Yet Rashta doesn’t get a pass until it’s too late….
It’s like the story hates the underprivileged, which, is actually kinda funny to me.
If a westerner had tried to write something like this, it would be rightfully called out. So I’m not making any full exceptions here. You can argue that yeah cultural difference here is one thing, and I’ll say, alright, fine, fair. But then I’ll say, doesn’t it seem sexist to you that at the end the female character is seemingly more villainified/suffers more than the male character (who keep in mind is the main perpetrator) yet the story never seems self aware to call this out? So at best it’s probably just innocent ignorance, and at worst it’s just kinda sexist.
Protecting the women who you’ve been low key politically sabotaging so you can take over her empire be like:
Don’t get me wrong, I’m not saying that slavery shouldn’t/can’t be used in fiction, but the way how the series fails to empathize with an obviously traumatized person from slavery but painting her the way it does, is just….wrong…
ESPECIALLY because the story literally tries to become a contortionist in order to make Sovieshu more sympathetic the last second. Why does Sovieshu get to have something of a redemption arc/sympathy when Rashta doesn’t??? It’s giving me classist, and low key sexist.
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floral i actually adore you so much and your mind is literally just genius !! in regard to the sebek convo we were having , i totally can see the fetishization and the whole like awe at his exoticism that leads to that. i've had similar experiences with the family members of my white friends because they'll do that thing where they compliment you but it's like this , " oh wow you're just so ethnic !" " your language is so sexy ," " ooh are your ( insert racial feature ) natural ?" and whatnot.
now on this topic , i wanted to talk about the exoticism around jamil and kalim ( i'd talk about the others too , but i really can only give insight into the arab / muslim experience ).
a lot of fics will describe their actions as "exotic" but in such a fetishy sort of way ? it comes off as orientalist ( which it totally is ) and just overall gross. like the way people will write fics about kalim having an entire brothel of wives and shit- or when they write about jamil's servitude as though it's alluring. . . like it's really just gross. ( i can go on and on for days about the other stuff they write as well )
the stereotyping of this brown kid having like 40+ is not cool. like if yana wanted him to have a big family she could’ve gone for seven-ten kids ( this is how many siblings my grandparents each had ). i also have issues with the fairy gala and how jamil and kalim were really just chalked up to “ pretty exotic people ”
also , as much as i love the both of them and the way that they weren't costumed in the stereotypical "exotic sexy arabian belly dancer" style that jasmine and aladdin were in the original film , i still have problems with their characters in other senses. ( i’ve seen so many scalding sands ocs dressed like belly dancers and it’s like ??? arabian belly dancers only began dressing in such a manner during colonialism because they had to make money off of the desires of european men )
fun fact : if you dressed the way aladdin and jasmine dress in the middle of hot ass arabia , you’d die of a heat stroke. most people dressed in long tunics , thawb , sirwal kameez sets , bisht , and all sorts of other things. almost everyone covered their heads with turbans , headscarves , kuffeyeh , madhala hats , and other things to yk protect their skin and whatnot
for example , the whole thing about kalim's dad having all these kids and wives is like the stereotypical “ rich arab sultan ” thing which is just like ?? especially with how islam / arabia is villainized because of that sort of thing.
yana has a questionable history with how she characterizes and portrays the brown , middle eastern/north african , desi and muslim people in her work so im not exactly shocked ??
i feel kinda annoying for complaining about it , especially since im very thankful we didn’t just get a repeat of the aladdin characterizations and costumes , but it still does bug me a lot as a muslim/arab woman who’s had to deal with fetishization , exoticism , orientalism and whatnot my entire life.
your truly , genie anon <3
i don't think you're complaining genie anon. imo these are very valid complaints. they're not even complaints. they're criticisms and criticisms that are well needed.
i hope this doesn't sound weird but i think the reason why a lot of these portrayals feel off is because the source material is most likely from an orientalist and racist perspective. i'm aware that yana did extensive research for black butler (for like everything) so my presumption is that a lot of the sources she took for the middle east/northern africa, south asians, desi, muslim, and brown people probably come from the perspective of the british and other colonizing nations. so i'm not surprised that a lot of the stuff she does has the air of orientalism and racism. and then on top of that, aladdin is just a cesspool of orientalist and racist stereotypes that disney didn't denounce until recently. and even in their attempt to "revise" it with the 2019 live action movie, they still ended up reinforcing orientalist stereotypes. this is no way me excusing anything. but this reinforces the idea that we need more non-white voices (and in this case, arab, brown, muslim, desi, south asians, middle eastern/north african voices) in general but especially academia where i presume these sources came from.
i haven't read any translations about the fairy gala so i can't comment on it. but i'm going to take your word because you're probably right. along with everything else, i agree with you and there's nothing to comment on. my experience with orientalism stems from the fact i'm east and southeast asian, which is a wildly different experience from your own. you especially see it on dating apps ick
also i don't think it helps that scarabia, the dorm that's probably mostly filled with brown, muslim, arab, south asian, north african/middle eastern characters, is characterized as "scheming." it fits the orientalist stereotype of how the east schemes against the west and white authorities and that they're planning on taking over (the novel the beetle is the most perfect representation of this imo). on top of that, the miraheze wiki also says that it's implied that kalim got into nrc via a bribe so again, that adds to the scheming stereotype.
honestly though i'm really happy i'm not the only one who noticed this. the way the fandom treats kalim and jamil bothers the living shit out of me. i'm going to talk shit here but when a user active in the twst fandom got called out for racism, everyone was clutching their pearls acting as if this came out of nowhere. i didn't say anything because i felt it wasn't my place and i didn't want to cause unnecessary drama (this blog is a side hobby after all).
but i'm gonna say it now: the person's racism was blatantly obvious. their blog username was clearly fetishizing south asian and arab people. their fucking bio said they fetishized south asian and arab people. their interactions with another blog on here were fetishizing and hypersexualizing jamil (and the blog they talked to was also entertaining these inbox messages/prompts/ideas too). and it bothered me how NO ONE noticed because it just proved to me that people don't care enough about racism in this fandom. no one cares about the more covert racism that takes shape as orientalism and exoticism and fetishization. these people find it entertaining rather than disgusting.
i regret not speaking my piece about this weeks ago when i first saw it on my feed. when the callout happened, i was just 😐 because the signs were in these people's faces. they just didn't notice. and honestly, i could care less if they "didn't know" because that just means you need to do more antiracism work.
anyways going back to jamil, i see a lot of hypersexualization of him when it's wrong because:
he's a minor, please stop
hypersexualizing him is quite literally based in racism and orientalism because it stems from the idea that we, from the east, are hypersexual beings whose cravings for sex can never be satisfied
and then of course, there's the factor with scalding sands ocs in this fandom. these creators (who i presume are white) are just continuing to perpetuate orientalist and racist narratives which continues to get the groups affected hurt and killed in the real world. on top of that, they also end up projecting these ideas onto real people because they haven't touched some fucking grass.
anyways, that was REALLY long and i'm sorry to dump it. but yeah, genie anon, you're so valid in your criticism. and if someone says you're being annoying, just know i'm right here next to you because you're right.
also this message goes out to the whole twst fandom because you guys really need a serious wake-up call when it comes to racism in this fandom. it's frustrating to see. and if you don't understand what's wrong about everything genie anon just talked about, just type "orientalism" in your search engine and read everything that pops up. if you want a solid source and a great book to read about the subject, orientalism by edward said is a good read (it was, at least, the source i used).
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You don’t remember when exactly everything went wrong… There was a crash, and a horrible jolting sensation, and then you were soaring—
It seemed as though time had stopped briefly, and it had— Though, you didn’t know.
It started with small things. You knew you were dead, yet you felt an odd sense of deja vu. It only really clicked when you saw the date— December 5th—
…You were still alive here…
Well, not you—
Maybe it was selfish, but you wished to save yourself—
Unfortunately, you had no clue where you were—
Regardless, you had to start somewhere.
You made your way down the seemingly endless hallway, it’s not like anyone could see you, anyhow—
Except, they did.
A silver haired boy was the first to speak to you—
“Maan, never seen a ghost before. Heard of em’, but the reapers usually take care of em’ before they get here.” He says, circling you curiously.
”Bet they’d pay me plenty of Grimm, if I told em where you were!!! They’re very serious about their job, yeah?” He remarks and while you have no clue what ‘grimm’ is— You get the gist of what he’s saying and scowl.
“Rude. I’m already dead, and now you want me…even more dead? What is wrong with you?!” You hiss, crossing your arms—
He shakes his head. “No, no, no! They won’t kill ya! You’ll just— Go to the afterlife or some shit! Stayin around here will corrupt a spirit like you. In a way I’m doin’ ya a favor!!!” He says shaking his head, and you sigh.
”Tough. I’m still alive here. I need to find myself and stop me from going out that day.” You say, floating off, earning a startled look from the boy—
“Haah?! Eh!! Wait! Wait! Did ya say you were from a different timeline?! Hold it!! You’re messin’ with bad things!!! Don’t go doin’ that!!! Shit!!!!” The boy cried out as you faded into another room—
This time you found yourself face to face with a purple haired boy— He shrieked when you popped through the wall, then scowled.
”You’re not supposed to be in here. This is my room. Not some getaway or something for…ghosts…Why are you here anyways? Ghosts don’t usually make it this far….” The boy said, staring at you—
You sigh.
“Some silver haired dude wanted to sell me for grime…grimy…aaaah….umm…” You say trying to recall the odd name—
“Grimm? Sounds like you met Mammon. He’s the worst…He’ll do anything for Grimm…Like sell other demon’s special edition Ruri Chan Merch, for one.” He says, scowling.
You raise an eyebrow, and he shakes his head.
”Well, you can stay here for a bit, but only till Mammon leaves. He’s annoying. No one should have to deal with that.“ He says, sighing.
You smile.
“Thank you, umm…?“
”Levi.” The boy offers, shrugging.
You nod. When the yelling ceases, you leave the room.
”Oh~! You’re the ghost everyone is talking about~! You‘ve caused quite the stir, you know?“ A voice speaks from behind you.
You spin around, quickly—
A very pretty person stood facing you…
Or was he a demon, like that boy, Levi? —
“Awe~! Thank you. I am very pretty, aren’t ? Yes, I am a demon. Everyone here is, in fact~! Though, we’re start an exchange program soon.” The demon said, and you blanched—
He just read your mind—!
“Hmm, well I can’t if you don’t make eye contact with me. Anyways~ Lucifer asked for you. Nothing gets past him. We’re supposed to help you out till Thirteen gets here, though seeing you still alive right now…This will be interesting.”
The man said smirking and if you still had a heart, you swear it would be skipping.
You open you mouth to deny, but a tingling sensation fills you, and your mind fogs up—
When you regain your senses you‘re standing in front of another demon. He was well dressed, with dark hair, and crimson pupils—
‘This must be Lucifer…I really am in hell, then….’
You thought, wondering what exactly it was that put you here— You’d never been a particularly nice person, but you weren’t horrible either—-
The demon fixes you with a piercing look.
“You’re here solely because you continue to exist in this world. Sometimes when one passes, though incredibly rare, their regrets are strong enough that they jump to a time when they were alive. It’s highly uncommon for one to have such strong regrets when they die, so my question is…What is so worth living for, so much that you’d risk destroying your soul….”
’Destroying my soul…? Would I really do something like that…?’
You shake your head, confused—
“I really don’t remember. I just wanted to live. I remember making a promise. I promised someone I’d come home, but the details are vaguely hazy…” You explain, sighing.
He hummed in thought.
“I see. It’s not uncommon for spirits to forget thing, especially new one. Your memories are connected to your body, after all. I’m surprised you’ve not been corrupted, as well, being in our presence, but that may have to do with your existence here. Regardless, the issue at hand is that you’re where you’re not supposed to be. You can’t continue to exist here, and we can’t allow you to prevent your death. You are destined to die in 20 days, judging on your memory, so you can stay here until then…”
You try to protest, but find yourself unable to in this man’s overwhelming presence—-
[ DAY 1 ]
You ran into the silver haired boy, demon, again—
Mammon, if you remembered correctly—
He scowled at you.
’Oh great. Now he’s mad he couldn’t sell me…’
You think, and glare right back, before he bursts out laughing—
“I like ya! You’re kinda spunky, huh?” He says, laughing.
You sigh, and briefly wish you lost your ears as a ghost, too—
“Well, I don’t like you, and you’re loud.”
You say, and he laughs even more.
”Things are gonna be real fun with you here, too bad it’s only for twenty days!” He says, reminding you of your inevitable fate.
”Will it hurt? Passing on…?” You ask, and his smile fades a bit.
”I dunno…I don’t think so? I’ll never be able to pass on myself, yeah? I’m stuck here, till, well— Forever, I guess….“ He says sounding less cheerful, and suddenly you find your situation less upsetting.
”I’m sorry.” You say, frowning.
”What for? You didn’t put me here. Anyways, what’s your name, or should I just call ya Spitfire?” He says, grinning.
”It’s [Name]. You’re Mammon, correct? The purple haired one, ahh, Levi, said that—“ You say, shrugging.
He groans dramatically. “Ugh! Damn that geek!!! He even stole my opportunity to introduce myself!! Did he say anythin else about me?!!” Mammon asked, loudly.
”Hmm, oh— You’d do anything for Grimm, including selling other demon’s things, yes? I mean I kind of figured that, though. You tried to sell me, so—“ You explain, smirking.
”Why that—! And you!! You really believed all that bull?!” He says fixing you with a glower.
”I mean, it was pretty convincing.” You say, teasingly.
He growls— “When I get my hands on that pint sized bastard—! He’s gonna regret telling you that!!” He said, running off—
‘Sorry, Levi…I accidentally caused you trouble it seems…After you helped me earlier, too…’ You think, before you have an idea—
“I’ll just phase into his room, and warn him!” You say, merging with the wall—
Unfortunately, you find yourself in the wrong room—
….Purple eyes meet yours and you black out….
[DAY 2]
“You’re awake. Looks like I meddled a bit too much with your course. Sorry, pulling you here was the only way we’d be able to meet.” A tired drawl greets you, and you feel fairly tired yourself— Almost as if you were struggling to hold yourself together—
“Who—What?” You ask, eyes wide.
”You can call me Belphie. Now, I need you to do me a favor. In exchange, I’ll help you warn your current self.” He says, and when you’re about to acknowledge his proposition, a voice cuts through—
“Unfortunately, that will not be happening. [Name]. You may go.”
You feel yourself being pulled, and catch a vague glimpse of Lucifer, and the demon behind bars, before finding yourself in Levi’s room—
“What are you doing here again? Come to make fun of me? Or were you going to tell Mammon, heh? I shouldn’t have helped you, of course you’d use it agains me—“ The purple haired demon said and you lowered yourself to the floor.
“I’m sorry!!! I didn’t mean to cause trouble for you!!! I didn’t know he’d take my teasing so seriously. I’m sorry, thank you for helping me! I won’t bother you again.” You say, before fixing ti leave.
”Wait. Do you like…anime?” He asks, stopping you suddenly.
You frown, but nod.
“Tell me about anime in the human world.” He says, and you agree.
”So you’re saying he became a detective after dying to save some kid? Wow. Lame. But wait, what about that other one? The one with the guy who changes when he gets splashed? How’s that work?” He asks, and you grin.
”Well, a lot of funny situations happen. For one, he turns into a girl and his worst enemy has a crush on him when he’s a girl, and to make it worst his enemy’s crazy sister likes his guy half!!!!“ You explain, smiling—
”Human anime is very different, not what I’d expect— What about that one with the girl and the weird computer?” He asks, and you proceed to tell him all about the Wired.
After your in depth discussion about human world anime, you leave his room, promising you’ll watch one of his favorites with him later—
[DAY 3]
Once again you find yourself face to face with Mammon, but this time someone else is with him—
The figure alongside him has orange hair, and purple eyes…
Kind of like that other demon, Belphie…?
….The one who had offered to help you…
You walk past them when Mammon stops you with a shout.
“Yo! [Name]! You haven’t met Beel yet, have ya? You should come with us! I’m going to make some big Grimm today, see, Beel here can eat a lot! There’s an eating competition soon, with a big prize! Catch my drift?? If you come with, I’ll get you something cool, too! Something you can use…As long as you keep me amused with your funny comments, yeah? Like insult the other competition and stuff?” He said, grabbing your arm, you felt a chill as he passed through it—
“Guh! What was that for?! Anyway, you in? I need ya to be as mean as ya possibly can, okay??” He says, and you sigh—
”Why would I need to be mean, anyways, if your friend can eat a lot?” you point out—
“I think I can explain this one, Mammon…It’s normal for each contestant to have a commentator in big competitions like this…It’s a way to show off, I think? Like having your own cheerleader.” The orange haired one explained, and you nod—
“We don’t have that in the human world, at least not for each of us, but why should I be mean?” You ask, tilting your head.
”Ugh! Don’t ask a bunch of useless questions!!! Just be mean, okay?! Pretend like ya hate em all or somethin!” Mammon yells, sighing.
You look at Beel. “Are you okay with this? He’s using you for money, isn’t he?“ you ask, and he shrugs in response.
”I like food.” He says, and you sigh—
“Fine, I’ll help, but only so he can eat. I don’t need anything either. I’ll be gone in seventeen days, anyways.” You say, sighing.
Mammon grins.
“Good! They won’t know what hit em!!”
That evening the three of you returned, Beel slightly less hungry, Mammon with a full wallet, and you thinking maybe you’d found some friends—
[DAY 4]
The morning was unpleasant, as someone walked through you— They had been rushing somewhere and ran through your center— They stopped, briefly and looked at you—
Wow, he was pretty. His hair was black, and teal tipped, and his eyes were long lashed and—-
“-y? Are you okay?” His voice broke you out of your musings and you nod, glad for once for your inability to breath. You’d have been blushing so hard had you still been alive—
“I’m…fine…just startled.” You say, sighing.
He nods. “It’s my own fault for running through you…I heard about you briefly from Lord Diavolo, but didn’t expect to meet you quite yet. Not at all under these circumstance. I’m in a hurry right now, but I will find some way to make it up to you later.” He said and slipped off—
For some reason it felt as if he already knew you, but how could he…?
[DAY 5]
You floated through the hall, when a loud crash caught your attention—
A figure you recognized as Lucifer, walked by briskly, and you tried to catch his attention—
You sighed after failing, and thou maybe it wouldn’t be so bad to pass on— You didn’t have anything here, and the only thing you remembered was a promise—
You didn’t know why you felt the need to keep it—
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You feel your being waver briefly, before you hear a shout—
You find yourself facing a blonde man, his hands steadied you—
“Good. You’re fine. I don’t need Lucifer to have any other ammunition against me.” He said and walked off—-
…It wasn’t till later you realized he didn’t pass through you…
[DAY 6]
After the incident, you searched for the blonde man, but to no avail. You ended up running into the pretty one again—
He smiled at you and you avoided his eyes—
“Oh? Ignoring me, now~? That’s not very nice.” He said teasingly.
”Neither is making people forget things.” You say, scowling.
”Oh~! You mean the compulsion? Sorry, but you wouldn’t have agreed otherwise, and it was really quite the predicament~ I don’t need Lucifer on my case, like Mammon, and unlike Satan, I can’t get away with making him mad.” The demon says, sighing.
You steal a glance. “Satan?”
You ask, frowning.
”Blonde, tall, fairly attractive, moody?” The demon lists off, and your eyes widen in realization.
”Where would I find Satan, by chance?” You ask, trying not to sound too curious.
”Oh? Interested, are you? Why hang out with him when you can always hangout with me~?” He says, teasingly.
“Well, I don’t know you, do I? At least I know his name, and he owes me an explanation.” You say, your eyes flashing.
The man tilts his head to the side.
“Curious~! You can call me Asmo~! I’ll take you to him, if you tell me what he owes you an explanation for~?”
You nod, because that’s fair.
”He touched me. I’m a ghost. I don’t have a physical form, but somehow, he touched me.” You explain, and his eyes narrow.
”This is getting fun, hm? Very well, tomorrow night. Meet me here, and we’ll intercept him. Tomorrow is likely our only chance, as it‘s his turn shopping for the month.” Asmo says, and you nod—
[DAY 7]
You end up visiting Levi in the morning, and watch a few episodes of one of his favorite series, before you head to meet Asmo.
“It’s okay to be afraid.” Levi’s voice breaks you from your thought.
”Huh?” You ask, wonder of you misheard him.
”It’s okay to be afraid. I mean, you were a normie before, and now you’re stuck here knowing you have only a certain amount of time left. Don’t tell anyone, but I think I would be scared too.” Levi says looking away, and wait—
Was he blushing?!
”Thank you, Levi, and I’m not sure whether I’m afraid or not anymore…I was before but…I feel like for some reason it may be better to let things be…” You say, sighing.
He looks up at that, shock written across his features. “What?! You’re just going to let yourself die?! I thought you were trying to stop that…“ He exclaims, loudly.
”I don’t know…It’s just a feeling I have.” You say, sighing.
”Anyways, I have to go. I have something to take care of. See you tomorrow, okay?” You say, waving before drifting to the spot you and Asmo agreed on.
”Good. You’re here. Now~! We wait.” He says amd you two wait for a few minute. Sure enough, Satan passed by. You drift up to him, and stick your hand out— It phases through him.
“Huh..?” You exclaim genuinely confused.
The blonde stops, and sighs.
”I can’t touch you now because you’re not corrupted. Last time, you were beginning to turn into a wraith. I couldn’t let that happen as it would affect your current self’s well being, too. If that’s all. I’m leaving.” The blonde said, walking off—
You glance at Asmo, who throws you a shrug and small smile—
You sigh. This only left you with more questions—
[DAY 8]
You finish watching Levi’s favorite series and run into Beel on your way out—
“Beel, right?“ you say, and he nods.
”[Name].” He says, gesturing to you, and you nod.
”That’s me. Where are you off to?” You ask, curious.
”The kitchen.“ He says, shrugging.
”Mind if I tag along? Don’t worry, I don’t need to eat, either.” You say smiling.
He shrugs.
“Okay. You can come with. Do you know any human world recipes?” He asks, as you head to the kitchen.
You nod.
”Sure, but weren’t you going to eat?” You ask and he nods.
”I can cook. I want to try human world food.”
You grin.
“Okay! Hmm…Let’s try something classic! How about Pizza?” You say, and he nods.
”Pizza is good.” Is his response.
You end up teaching him how to make a simple pepperoni pizza, and several hours later, Beel has made and eaten thirteen pizzas, and the kitchen is entirely out of cheese and flour.
”I wont say anything if you don’t.” You say looking at the empty bags of flour.
He nods.
”Pizza was good.”
[DAY 9]
Lucifer finds you that morning, another figure at his side—
“This is Lord Diavolo. He was interested in meeting you.”
You recognize the name from the demon, earlier, the pretty one who ran through you—
You smile at him.
”Nice to meet you, Lord Diavolo.” You say.
He shakes his head flustered. “No need to be overly formal like Lucy, over here.” He says, grinning.
”I thought I clearly expressed my dislike for that nickname.” Lucifer said, sighing.
Diavolo laughed.
”Anyhow, It’s come to my attention you’ve grown close to a few of the students here. All I ask is that you don’t give them any ideas…” Lucifer said, his arms crossed.
”What ideas could I possibly give?” You ask, genuinely surprised.
”I think he’s talking about the lack if ingredients in the kitchen.” Diavolo said, chuckling.
”But…we agreed not to say anything. Beside, that! You had me genuinely worried something was wrong!!” You say, exasperatedly.
”I don’t want you causing any unnecessary expenses during your stay. That’s all. you may leave.” Lucifer said, shooing you off.
Diavolo and Lucifer share a glance.
“I see…I don’t see anything wrong with them at the moment, but from what Barbatos has mentioned, and Satan’s report…” Diavolo mutters.
”I’ll keep a closer eye on them.” Lucifer says, sighing.
[DAY 10]
You spent the day with Asmo. You had intended to thank him for his help, and his response was to take you to a place called Majolish and have you help him rate outfits.
”What do you think of this one?” He ask, holding up a maroon vest.
”Isn’t it a little, I don’t know, flamboyant?” You ask, curiously.
”You’ve said that about everything so far, if you don’t want to help just say! So much negativity is bad for your complexion.” He says, sighing dramatically.
”I don’t have to worry about my complexion. I’m dead. Though, it would be kinda funny if my current self suddenly woke up with a bunch of acne because of my negativity.” You say, chuckling.
Asmo smirks, “Bit of an S, hm?”
You laugh, ”Shut up.”
”How harsh! An S, indeed!”
[DAY 11]
On your way through the hall, you caught Satan reading a book, one you happened to recognize.
“Oh. That’s a sad one.” You say, looking at thw book’s cover— He snaps it shut, and you think for a second he may be annoyed when he asks, “How so?”
You pause before responding, “Well, have you read it before?” You ask, arms crossed.
”Yes, it happens to be one of my favorite pieces among human literature.” He says, frowning.
”Then you should know they both die in the end.” You say, sighing.
”It is one of his greatest tragedies, however their death unifies the families.” He points out.
”But do the ends justify the means? The tragedy itself is that it took their deaths to solve such a dispute that could have been resolved given they communicate.” You say sighing.
He raises a brow. “Yet, their feelings of resentment would have caused that communication to fail, don’t you think?“
”Then why were they suddenly okay after they both died? It would have made more sense for tue conflict to continue don’t you think? Blaming their deaths on each other?“ You say, sighing.
He pauses.
”Perhaps it was because it was a loss both shared?” He said, a slight tilt to his lips.
”They shared plenty in common before.” You point out.
He smiles, then and stands up—
“Grief acts in strange ways. I enjoyed this conversation. In the event I see you before your time is up, let’s continue this discussion then.” He said, before heading in the opposite direction.
You stare after him a bit, curious—
[DAY 12]
You run into Mammon, he’s rushing through the hallway screaming when he runs through you, giving you a horrible sense of deja vu.
“Why does this keep happening?” You sigh and Mammon throws you a look.
“What do ya mean? I only ever ran into ya, once!!” He exclaims.
”No, no, someone else ran the me the other day, that’s what I’m talking about.” You say, sighing.
”Well, it wasn’t me! So stop whining!!” Mammon says grinning.
You sigh.
“I get that, Mammon, but it was you, this time—“ you say with a sig, when all of a sudden that odd wavering begins again—
“̶̠̤͊̎͂̉̆͘I̵̥̖̦͕̦̙͖̋̓̽̈́̐̾͋̌̀͝ ̷͉̹̭̑͒͐ͅd̶̡̯͉̥̹̻̒̿͑̎̂̈͋͜͜ḭ̴̧̙̰̭̼̝̳̠̄́̏̓̒͊̔͘ͅd̸̡̛͎͙̅̃́̄̓͑̋ņ̶̛̝̽̐̎’̶̨͕̫̫̼͈̦͇̈́̾͌͂̋̀̆̈́͘ţ̸̮̖̯̝̤̮̖̙͉̌͑̎̔͆̚ ̴̡̢̭̞̬͎͎͒̾͒d̵̢͈̱̞͌͛o̷̝̊̆̅̌ ̴̮̟̠͍̌i̷͈͍̞̰̽͌̀̀́͌͛ț̴͖͓͚̮̹̜̼͑̑̿͑́̀͌̈́͗̐͜ͅ,̵̯̱͈̤̱͆̄̌̏̇ͅ ̵̢̛̦̫̗̙̫̣͖̥̝̽͛̆̉̓́͐͘t̶͕̥͔͇̖̎̅͋̔̀̄̀h̵̡̡͔̘͌̊̒͊̿̽͗̚i̶̧̘̳̰̗͎̎͛̄͋̒̌s̷̖̒͐̏̏͌ ̵̛̬̒͊͆͋̄̚̚t̷̠̻̫͕͓̥͙͒̓̑̅̃̓̑i̸͙̺̫̱̤̰̤̞̒m̵͕͓̃͂́͛̌̇̍̅̇̚e̵̯̟̭͖̝̜͚̾̃́̆̀̒ͅ!̸̮͖̲̰̠͉̏̐́̐̚!̶̢̦̟̭̗̻͚͈͆!̶͔̘̥̼̱͕̣̽̚͝ ̵̱̊̈́̎́̀̓̒͌͝I̸̹̤̬͙̙̯̝̣̜̐͋͐̾͌͜ ̸̠̳̩͕̥̭͗͜s̶̡̹̦̗͇̝̳̗̺͙̽̎̄͗̈̐͛̆͠w̷̛͕̺̤͔̒̋̀̎̀̏͝͝ê̸̡̫̘͔̬̙̗̎̿̉͗̌̎̚ͅa̵͈̞͕̹̘͚̲̻̋̋̉̒̀̈́̄̔̇͠ŗ̴̖̫̮̮̟̠̖̙̫̓͑̈́̀̈͌!̷̫̹̲͎̬͇̫̯̻̼̈́̏͒̓̉͆͋!̵̼̽͂͛͒̅͗̍̒̕͝ ̸̜̂̍͂̀͛͗̽̕͠P̷͚̼̼͚̙̯̟̘̥̣̀̆l̵̢̨͕͔̦̟̬̼̻̍̊̀é̶͎̰̟̤̥̣̬͎̘̠́ã̴̧̞̫̺̬̞̜͖͎̥̂͑̔̃͂̈́̅s̴̨̩͓̩̹͍̘̯̒̃ẽ̴̩̖͕̲͕̺̂ ̸̡̥̭͈̣͇̮̙̅̾d̴̨̨̧̢̧̗̰͍̔̿̀͆̀̌̔ơ̷͉̜̗̞̙͉̠̞͂̈́̈́͋̋̈́͒͗̚͜ͅń̶̘͖̣͎̪̥̼̦͎̈ͅ’̵͔́̿̌̕t̷̢̧̨̻̫̟̮̰͂͆̄̓̾ͅ ̷̢̡̛̯̬̜̠̓͒̄̈̍̄̕ľ̷̫̽̂ḝ̷̗͇̞͖͓̣͚̗̋̄ͅȧ̵̢͔̖̞̘̮̻̗̊̓͒͗͝ͅv̵̛͙̮̂̈́̈́͠ͅę̴͙͈̝̞͉̥̓̊̍͑̓͌̃̊̏͜͜!̸̘̲͐̆͆͐͠!̴̡̼̼̺͉̻́͌̎̒̈̿̾͘ͅ!̸̧̈̿̈́́̎̈̇͝ͅ ̶͎͇̳͙̑͂̇͜͝Ṗ̷͖̙̭̮͈̼͈̥̇ͅṟ̸̢̰̲͈̰̤̮͖̑̒̿̌̒̂ͅó̵̡̟̍̈͐̎̀m̶̧̧̛̟̘̹͕̜͇̋i̶̛͚̲͕̰͓͔̝̦͊̽̀̏́̉̓̂͜ͅs̷͙͓̃e̷͚͔͈͚̩͚̱̬̺̿́̓̌̊̑̉̈́̑ ̶̼͓̫͖̆͑̾̍͘m̵̨̟̙͛̓̈ḙ̶̿̀̀͒̒͑͆́ ̵̦̼̬͍̳̅̐͂̓y̸̨̨̼͇̜͇͋̀̃̌ơ̷̬̌̇̕͠͝ù̸̡̬͎̞̖̗͇̂̅͛̅̕͜͝ͅ ̵̨̘̜̦̤̪̒̂̇̀̕͝ͅw̶̨͓̲̙̤̣̍͌̐͜ͅọ̸̡̡̧̙̺͚̖̝̽̀̀͛͂͋̇̑͝ņ̷̰͓̟̻͠’̷̼͓̱̖̹̀̃̂̀́ẗ̷͕̮̜͉͙̩̝̺̞́͗̕̕ ̶̖̈́̓͊̈́̆̈̉̕l̶͔̱̣̄̅̅͘ͅę̶̖͕̬̤̲̤͝a̶̫̲͗v̶̛̼́͛̍̍̈͆̈́̐̕ẹ̴̞̩̝̋ ̴͍͎̤͔͓̗̦̈́̃́̕͜͝m̴̫͇͖͇͎̽̋͑̊̆͂͘͝ȩ̶̣̭͎̭̀͗͆͗͊͌̚?̴̧̛͖͚̦͚̹͔̖̖̄̍͂͋͆̊͠!̴̡̠̗̙͇̟̲̝̼͉͌́̏͋͂͌̒̓́̒!̵̢̲̝̖͕̦͆͊͐̇̅͑̉̈́͘͘ ̷̢̡̯̲͎̲̀͋̒̐̀̚̕Y̴̧̖̯̼̻͆̍̅̌̽̽͛̿͘o̸̮͇̱̖̲̼̳̐͛͋̇̆͠ú̷̡̨͉͔͚̙̰̯̟̾̈́.̵̢̜͎̺̖̰͍̞͒͒̈́͆̋̈́ͅͅ ̸͉̟̩̇͗͝͠C̶̭̼̦͒́̕͜a̵̢͇̼̩̜̙͙̽̏̀̑n̵̛͚̙̪̮̙͖̞͖̈͂̈́͗̽̔’̴̳̊ẗ̸̨̊̚͠.̷̢̨̙̩͙͍͙͓̃̅́̒̓̋̚ ̸̨̧̗̤͛̒̊̃́͌̆̕L̷͖̙̯̅̌̅͘͘͜͠ȩ̷̛͓̖̫̘̥͉̺̲̇̏͌̀͗̀ͅa̶̙̤͚̞͚̳͂͂͂̉̕͜͝͝v̵̺͎͔͕̖̞̲́̾̊ͅe̶̼̯̼̰̗̔́ͅ.̸̡̠͕̳̭̯̜͓͌̈́͊̐̿̾̏̚͘͝ ̷͍̮̭̒̊͆̐̄̚M̴̟̞̪̘̙̯̹̖̈̈́̇ͅè̸͓̏.̶̛̤́́͆̽͆͌͌̔̆ ̸̨̫͉͇̼̠̹̠͆́̀̄̒͋Ǎ̶̫͎g̸̥̹͂͋͒̂͝a̸͓͖̪͍̳̋̓̇̾i̷̜͍͈͇͉̅̋͌̚n̷͈͎͖͚̼͎̦̘̂͂̓͂̂̐.̵̯̣͎̼̗̳͋”̶̯̯̳̣͕͕̺̖̙̬͘
“[-me]!! [Name]!!! Maaan, you must’ve really lost it, huh? Are you just ignoring me? Oy!”” Mammon yelled waving his hand in front of your face—
“I didn’t loose it…Actually, I think I’m close to finding it…” you say, hurrying off im a different direction—
“Eh? OY! [NAME]!!! WAIT UP!!!” Mammon hollered, following you—
You rounded the corner, opening a door, and entering the room—
You heard Mammon’s footsteps behind you—
“Eh? What are you doing here, [Name]? This is where the exchange student is gonna stay.” Mammon says, and you frown—
“I don’t know…Let’s go?”
[DAY 13]
You spend most of your day by yourself— Only a week till you disappear forever, and you can’t help but feel anxious—
You were supposed to warn yourself of something, but you can’t remember what—
…Something feels off….
[DAY 14]
You finally see the pretty one again, he crossed paths with you in the hallway—
“Come with me, I said I’d make it up to you, yes?” He says, smiling—
You nod, numbly and follow him into an empty room—
“Six days from now…We are getting an exchange student from the human world…That student, is you.“ He says, and your eyes widen—
“But I—! Six days from now, I—“ you gasp.
”You die. Yes. I’ve kept up my end, so do what you will with that information. It’s good to see you again, [Name.] You’re smart, you’ll figure it out. You have to.” He said beginning to leave.
”Wait!!! What’s your name?” You cry out, ignoring the wave of nostalgia the quest bring—
“It’s…Nothing important.” He says, and leaves—
[DAY 15]
You had been a student here before— Was that whst drew you to that empty room— But you’d only been a student for a day…Barely time to move in…
Just what was this…?
[DAY 16]
”I won’t loose this time…“ you mumble, and wonder why you feel so faint…
[DAY 17]
Do I even exist at this point?
Why does it always end up like this?
Why can’t I ever make it past Day 1???
Will Barbatos keep his promise?
I think I want to restart…
[ DAY 18]
You sigh and head to meet Levi, you were going to play a game together, or more like, you were going to watch him play— As you sat there, you felt as though you were missing something.
”I’m gonna go, okay?” You say, smiling—
He frowns, but nods.
”Just, promise you’ll come back?” he says and you open your mouth to reply when—-
“Promise you’ll come back [Name!!] You can’t leave me this time!!! It wasn’t me this time, I promise!!“ Levi said, crying— You glanced at him and smiled. “Okay. I promise.” You didn’t want to go home anyways, you were happy here— “Let’s play another round?“
How did I end up back at the start??? Why can I never make it past day one?
[DAY 19]
What happened???
Ị̸̫̺͉͔͙̳̗̔̎̂̀́̏́̔̿̕t̶͔͛̔̊͛̉̎͋͆̈́͝’̸̛̗̩̖̗̝̬͆͋̎̐͆̾͜š̴̲̻͇͇͔̺̕ ̷̢̦͕̳̼͚̪̝͖̩̒̑̈̎̒̆͘á̴͈̭̰̜̯͕̂̋̒͜b̵̨͕̝͓̪̮͝͝õ̵̜̳̞u̸̥͉̔̌̉̿̔̀͒́͗̄ẗ̵̡̹͕̝̗̮̯̠͎́̿̑̑͂̓̒́̚ ̵̻̘͖̬̼͇̲̮̣̿̐͝t̸̹͕̜͙̗̳͖̍̑̇͐̎̎̒͜o̵̱͓̲̬̟̖͂̾͐͊ͅ ̶̡̬̖̭̫͊̏̂̐͗̔̽ͅr̴̡̛̞̲͎̟͉͉͓̭̒̉̓̋͌̑̾͑́ê̵̪̜̝͓̲͈s̴̀̊͑͆̉̓̑̈́͜e̷̳̠͈̱̣͚̅̔̓͒̽̑̃t̸̝͇̋͐̐̅͌͛̄.̶̢̺̙͎̒̊̄͌̈́̈́͆͆ͅ ̵̡̝̪̪̻̬̠͓̒͜Y̶̭͓̒o̴̘̫͍͈͎̊͛͛̍͑̔̌̀̕̕͜ủ̸̢̘̠̻̝͖̊̄͋̀͝ ̷͕̤̹̪̙̬͝h̸̢̖͈̮͎͖̹͕̪̒͌̀a̵̩̣̗̲̦̮͔̗̟̒̒͑̇̿͘v̶̢͓̜̙̹̱͇͋ë̴̢̤̻͕̣̰̳ ̴̙̬̝͇͔͈̔̔̑͠t̴̘̮͕͍͈̟̻̥͈̆̆̅͑̀͊͛̄͝ơ̶̼̺̜͊̈́ ̷̮̳̈́̆̃͝f̵͉̤̗̘̯̤͗͒̍͐͛̈́̏̕͘ͅĩ̵̫̯̮̼͖̠̮n̸̻͈̭͗d̸̨̦̼̩̗̣͇̉͌̒͆̿̔̔ ̷̢̛̦̱̩̞͗̏̆͗̍̈́͗t̵͓̲̳̺͇̳̠̀̃̈́͆͐̏̈͘͠͠h̶͈͍͔͔̹͉́̐̄̚e̸̦̿́͐́ ̵̛̤͎̳̂̄̅͆͆̇́̀̚a̵͖̫͆͆͊̅̈́͒͋͝͝n̴̙̥̜̩̮̰̪͂̂̇̚͜͠s̷̡̪̞̯̓͠w̵̨̧̠̬̩͚͇̰͐̒̍̒ͅe̴̘͇̬̼̣̻̘͂́͆̓͌͝ͅr̴̨̛̗̻̦̤̀̽͒͑̈́͑̚͝ ̸̯̼̜̲̭̠̺̏͋f̷̨͚̬̤̱̥̱̩̳��̉̀̒̐̐͜i̵͙̗̠̼̲̋́̈́̊́͑͛̃̀͂r̵̛͔̝̙͈̺̬͒́̚s̷̢̼̝̮͋̒͐͑̾͊ṫ̴̢̹̦.̵̮̫̬̺̙̖̋̍̍̚͠ ̷̨̛̘̭͎̟̟͆̌͊̈Ẁ̷̧̨̡͙̭̣̇̂̀̇̋̕ͅa̷͉̦̭̭̜͐͗̀̈̐͂̾́̓͠k̵̜͕̖̘̰̜̅̀͋̽̋̍̅͐͠͠è̵̜͙͈̩͙̖̭̻͍̠̈́͑̕͝ ̶̧̖̫̘̗̇̈́͘͜ǘ̵̝͍̗̦̳̙͖̯̖̇͒̇̔̅̍̓͜͠p̸̰̹͇̀̍̓͑̍̏̆̄́͜͠.̸̗͍̱̲̯͊͜
Didn’t you already do this once…?
Ỷ̵̯̘̤̘͕̥͚é̵̱̣͐̍̕͠s̶̢̟̭̱̈͜!̴̻̻̮̆̈́̆̇͆̾̇̅͘ ̵̔͛͝ͅW̶̥̗͔͔͕͈̎̏̈͝è̵̼̇̕’̷̡̨̥͔̼̗͈̹̘̔͑̈́̄͝v̸̤͊̈́̓̔͒̔ę̴̬̂̐̔̆̚͘ ̷̛̛͙̦̼̥̦̲̂̾͋͊̈́͜͜a̴̧̪͙̓͒̓̌̀̚͜͝ͅḷ̷̗̬̮̮̘͔͉͍̇͑̿̒͒͑̔́͋r̵̨̢̢̲͖͖̳͕̓͒̄̐̓̃͑̄̅e̷͇̥̭̱͍̪̭͙̜̩̾͆a̸͎̥͖͎̓̒̆͊̋̋̑d̷̢̢̦͎̰̝̐̄̏̊́͛̚͝ͅÿ̵̧̙͙̬̩̞͕̱͎̅̌ͅ ̴̡̡̛̛̮̲̩̤̒̿̑́͠b̸̡͙̘̔̎ë̸̡̹̜͈̱́̏͋̀̐̒͒é̵̞̈́͛͆n̴̨̫͖̼̩̣̞͙̆̑̊̓ ̴̼͂̌̇͛́ḧ̵̩̬̲̘̗́̾̑̒͗͗̽͘͘ẹ̴̫̪͕̍̒̋́͛̈́̎͗͝r̴̝͓̖̱̲̒̃̓́̐̆̅͝e̸̡̛͈͉̟̞͐̏͗͘.̴͎͈̘̿
[DAY 20]
”I’d like to introduce our new exchange student [Name]. They’ll be with us for the year.”
Seven figures stood in front of you—
Your being wavered, and you knew, this time—
You’d finish.
You wouldn’t be thrown back to day one—
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POV: You're Isaac Newton:
Did I draw a wholeass hand giving the middle finger and then badly trace it using my finger on ibis paint? Yes. Yes I did. Do I regret it? No I do not.
Nah bro you fr said that 💀
@lily-blackstone
#Twisted Wonderland#Twst#Disney Twisted wonderland#Lilia Vanrouge#twst lilia#disney twst#Twisted Wonderland memes#Twts memes#Lilia doin the Middle finger#Pov: You're Isaac Newton
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That Time I Found Out My Grandma Was a God:How to (not) Stand Out
Okay so listen... I know this is really late BUT uh... Procrastination okay?! Aaaaaanndd I also did actually sit down to write something in the later part BUT then it got deleted. And I did not have to motivation to rewrite it.
So enjoy~!
You woke up the next morning to the smell of your favourite tea. When you walked into the kitchen you were greeted by a happy Zhongli who had just made tea and omelettes for everyone. You also noticed the many, many burnt omelettes sitting on the counter, but you'd care about that later. "Ah, good morning Mx. [Name], you're up just in time. I finished preparing breakfast" He said and you went to get your coffee "Yes, I can see that. Good job Zhongli, how many tries did it take?" You asked and he sweat dropped "I uhm... Lost count... Also, I made tea..." You nodded in response "I know, I just need my morning coffee, it's my life-force" You said tiredly and Zhongli sweat dropped again "Ah, my apologies then, is that some sort of condition in this universe...?" After finishing your coffee in one gulp (something Zhongli didn't know whether he should be worried or impressed by) you turned to him and smiled "Oh no, caffeine just helps you wake up and shake off the tiredness" "I see..."
After a few moments of silence Ei walked into the kitchen followed by Venti. You all sat down and began breakfast. After a few moments you decided to ask something that had been on your mind for quite a bit "So... When you all came here, you said something about a celebration for... Teyvat's birthday...?" Venti decided to answer you "Yup! You're grandmother isn't the only god in existence y'know~ There's a whole Pantheon of Gods! And they've got a whole separate way of counting years. So one year for them is a hundred years for us! So this celebration only comes once a century. She had disappeared on the last celebration which was why we wanted her Grace to return for this time's celebration!" Venti said and Ei continued "As this celebration happens only once every 100 years, her grace created another festival for us to celebrate each year, the Starfall Festival. On the day of the festival the people all gather for numerous activities during the day and once the sun sets, each Archon gathers to make an offering to her grace along with a wish. After which, she will decide whether or not your wish is worthy of being granted. If she deems it worthy then the offering will disappear and a star will fall down from the sky. The Archons are always the ones to make the very first wishes. And when the first seven stars representing the wishes of the seven Archons fall from the sky, marking the true beginning of the Starfall Festival, everyone else makes their wishes. The sky is always filled to the brim with shooting stars, representing each and every wish." Ei pauses then smiled at you "But the Creation Festival is always so much more spectacular. Even if we can't convince your grandmother to return, you should come see it. Perhaps you can bless us in her stead?" Ei said and you blushed a bit "N-no way, I'm not even blood-related to her! It would be insulting to her..."
Zhongli suddenly spoke up "Nonsense, I can tell she loves you. You needn't be blood related to be family." He said while taking your hands in his and looking deep into your eyes. The moment was ruined though by Venti thwacking his hand away and sticking his head between you two "Well, well, Morax, don't think I don't see what you're doing!"
Zhongli clicked his tongue and the two began bickering. Ei sighed after taking another sip of her tea "This is exactly why I prefer not associating myself with these two as much as possible." You on the other hand, finished up your breakfast and stood up "I was planning on taking all of you shopping with the money grandma gave me but if you'd rather stay here and argue with eachother then I guess me and Ei will just go alone together." The two immediately stopped bickering while Ei seemed quite happy with that idea.
You had gone to your room, ready to rummage through your closet to find something they could wear only to see outfits for all three of them laid out on the bed. You were confused at first until it clicked that your grandma must've done it. She might act all grumpy but in reality, she really does care. About you and the three of them.
After you all got ready you drove to the mall and were now standing in front of the entrance. You took a deep breath 'This is gonna either be hell or heaven.'
As expected, they were all fascinated by the different machines and stuff. You got many weird looks but honestly, you couldn't care less.
It was actually fun shopping with them. You were sure your grandmother would kill you once she found out how much money you spent but you could worry about that laaatteeerrr. Right now you were having fun!
After you guys were pretty much finished you decided to head to the food court for lunch. Zhongli was carrying everyone's bags + Venti's guitar (He bought a normal one that he actually knows how to use). You woulda felt bad for the guy but he seemed to be faring just fine, so not to worry! You all sat down and Venti was the first to grab the menu. After ordering you decided to strike up a conversation
"So... What'd you guys think?"
Zhongli opened his mouth to sya something but got immediately cut off by Venti "It was amazing! Just one complaint though... A severe lack of wine on the menu." He sighed as if disappointed and Zhongli opened his mouth to say whatever he was going to sya but got immediately cut off by Ei "I think the idea is quite innovative. To have all the shops gathered in one large building would be quite convenient. Perhaps I should make something like this in Inazuma..." Zhongli was about to speak when Ei continued her sentence "Ah, that said, it is quite amazing how far humans have advanced in your world. And to think all of this was done without magic..." Venti spoke up "Indeed! I'm sure Kusanali would be delighted~" Zhongli sighed and smiled at you "Well, it was certainly an enjoyable experience." You smiled back
#sagau#barbatos#baal#genshin impact#non-cult sagau#genshin impact x reader#Sagau but it's not yandere#Non-yandere sagau#Zhongli#Morax#Rex-Lapis#Venti#Raiden Ei#Raiden Shogun#Sagau but you're not the god#Sagau but read isn't a god#Sagau with a twist
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