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ragsy · 9 months

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This morning, you find a hole in your kitchen floor. It's not huge-- about the size of your fist, as if punched straight through the yellowed vinyl tile and underlying subfloor. It's dark inside; a dense, viscous black that obscures the bottom, if it even has one. Loose crumbs from the floor, nudged into the gap, make no sound when they drop. Your cat pays it no mind. You don't blame her. You're used to doing all the worrying of the household. There's a hole to nowhere in your kitchen floor.

You kick a rug over the hole to nowhere in your kitchen floor and finish getting dressed. In a flurry of shoelaces, jangling keys, and slammed car doors, it is forgotten.

But at work, you find it hard to concentrate. You can't stop thinking about the hole to nowhere in your kitchen floor. Why is there a hole to nowhere in your kitchen floor? Was it there yesterday? Did you cause it? Did it happen on its own? Will it get bigger? Are you going to get charged for this? You only looked at it briefly as you were brushing your teeth this morning. Maybe you were mistaken. It's probably not even a hole to nowhere in your kitchen floor, it's more likely to be a hole to your downstairs neighbor's kitchen ceiling in your kitchen floor. But why—...?

Suddenly it's six in the evening. You barely remember the drive home.

When you get back inside, you kick off your shoes and toe away the rug that hides the hole to nowhere in the kitchen floor. You stare at it. You sit next to it. You trace it with your finger. You want to measure it, you want to tell people about it, you want to drop small objects down its throat. Is it bigger? You'll deal with this later. You conceal it with the rug again and go to bed, skipping dinner. You don't sleep. You resolve tomorrow to tell your landlord about the hole to nowhere in your kitchen floor.

In the morning, you find the rug heaped roughly at the opposite end of the room. The hole to nowhere in your kitchen floor lies bare. Is it bigger?

You text your landlord. Mold problem, you suggest. A warm, humid breeze wafts out of the hole to nowhere in your kitchen floor. The vinyl flooring curls away from the edges of the cavity in tiny waves. The hole to nowhere in your kitchen floor sits solidly, silently, and emptily. You want it gone. You want to be part of it. Is it bigger? You could probably fit your head in there now. You should eat. A firm headbutt from the cat reminds you that she should eat too.

You pour her some kibble. You sit back down. You wonder if the hole to nowhere in your kitchen floor is hungry too--

You shake off the thought. That's stupid. It's just a hole.

You search in vain for the rug, and instead unceremoniously drop a baking sheet over the hole to nowhere in your kitchen floor. You go to bed. Once again, you don't sleep.

At dawn, you find yourself crouched by the precipice of the hole to nowhere in your kitchen floor. Is it bigger? You could definitely shimmy your body in there now, and the emptiness of the inside smells just as warmly and wetly as it did yesterday.

You nudge one of your shoes over the edge, and watch as the darkness swallows it whole. You're not sure why you still expect to hear it hit a bottom. You prod the other shoe in after it, for good measure. You drop more objects into the hole to nowhere in your kitchen floor. You wonder what it would feel like to fall in.

You can't recall how it got to be two in the morning, and you drag yourself to bed. You don't understand why your stomach hurts so badly. You wonder why the cat didn't bother you for her dinner.

You don't sleep. A deep rumble permeates everything in your apartment. You have a strong hunch where it's coming from.

In the morning, the hole to nowhere in the kitchen floor is waiting for you. You pull up a chair and sit in its company. You wonder if anyone else has a hole to nowhere in their kitchen floor. You hope they don't. You like to feel special.

Later, your fatigue draws you from your seat and onto the ground. Later still, you lie, face against the sticky vinyl, next to the hole to nowhere in your kitchen floor. It's only a bit wider than you are tall. You could slide inside it with little effort.

You close your eyes. The deep rumble, like a monstrous purr, soothes your body. Occasionally, the ground quakes. Somewhere in your apartment, a framed picture crashes from the wall.

The day passes. Crawling to bed, you collapse just inside your bedroom door.

When you stir, the hole to nowhere in your kitchen floor meets you at the threshold of your living room, its enormous maw having also consumed your fridge, your stove, your pots and pans. Water gushes by the gallon from severed plumbing, jetting out liquid gems that glitter in the morning sun before dropping silently into the void below. You realize how thirsty you are.

Now seated on the edge of the hole to nowhere in your kitchen floor, you dangle your feet into darkness. You can just barely make out the tips of your toes; everything beyond that falls away from view.

You note the set of small, frantic claw scratches trenched into the floor on the edge. She's fine, you tell yourself. There's no bottom, after all.

You think you hear a knock at the door, and your attention returns in a snap. Your body is sore; you must have been sitting there for hours. When did the hole to nowhere in your kitchen floor swallow your dinner table? Just as well, you had been eating in front of the TV anyway.

There's that knock again. You wait. The ground under your doormat crumbles and it slides into the hole to nowhere in your kitchen floor.

There's the rattle of a key entering the lock, and the clack of the deadbolt. When the door swings open, your landlord is silhouetted against the lights outside your apartment. What is he yelling about? What did you text him for? He should just leave. Why can't he be this prompt on problems you actually wanted him to solve? Can't he see you're busy? The floor beneath you tremors. You lock eyes with him. Your lips move, but your words are lost to you. The color drains from your landlord's face, and he takes a hesitant step. His footing slips from the edge and he topples headfirst into the hole to nowhere in your kitchen floor. His yell is cut short as he is engulfed.

You let out your held breath. He'll probably be fine too. Maybe your cat will bother him for kibble as they fall together.

You lie down next to the hole to nowhere in your kitchen floor. Your body feels leaden, and the ground beneath you convulses violently. Across the chasm, your living room wall has just fallen in.

You take a breath of warm, humid air. You extend a hand toward the ink-black brink of nothingness.

Your couch is consumed, followed by your TV and your coffee table.

Heavily, you inch your body toward the precipice of the hole to nowhere in your kitchen floor. Your front door collapses. Long tongues of hallway carpet dangle into the opening, soon greeted by chunks of drywall. Is it bigger?

The floor buckles. You close your eyes.

Are you falling? Are you screaming? Your throat is raw, but you hear nothing.

You embrace the hole to nowhere in your kitchen floor.

You wish it was smaller, actually.

#ragsycon exclusive #writing #horror #surreal #the hole to nowhere in your kitchen floor #just a normal story about a regular hole #the was fun. i never write prose or complete narratives so this was a novel experience for me #🎵 I'm worshipping the hole inside my kitchen floor 🎵 could never see with certainty if there was one in yours 🎵#ragsymakes

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mamawasatesttube · 2 months

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<- experiencing shrimp emotions (listening to the return of the king ost: battle of the pelennor fields)

#rimi talks #the violin solo does things to me man...#you ever think abt that one throwaway line in yj98 that confirms kon's into lotr #they did that for me specifically.#i know in my heart that while he's primarily in wendy fandom...#kon has definitely written star wars. star trek. and silmarillion fanfic #he's one of those guys making scifi aus about the silm. girdle of melian as a cloaking device. thangorodrim black hole something something.#god fuck i want to watch/read lotr again. and the silm. and home. aakjshguarhgh #wheres my copy of the lays of beleriand i NEED to reread...#<- i experience this literally every time i listen to the lotr ost #lord the horn section before the violin solo. WAILS into my hands

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lightandfellowship · 6 months

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#Fellow plays BBS #rambling about dim path #making kh photosets #ch tag: xeh #Line given added weight with the knowledge that he's intentionally inflicting the same suffering he went through onto others #Knowing full well from personal experience that these events create a gaping hole of darkness in one's heart

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roychewtoy · 9 months

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impaled

#nathan being impaled on that tetanus inducing loose steel pipe. tho tetanus is the least of his worries on account of. well u know 🕳#nathan can be a body horror fans best friend if u let him into ur heart. living human crash dummy #i really cant believe he gets impaled. twice.#hole moment!#love turning nathans immortality round in my head. but healing factor....?#thinkin today about how the video game guy tim threatens to cut one of them in half with a chainsaw and simon is like:#[😐nathan u obviously have to volunteer]#but what woulda actually happened if that followed through [probably why it didnt lol]#would the others have had to drag each severed bit of him back to the community centre and let his guts re fuse #fucking hold him together with gaffer tape and plasters. cause i doubt he coulda regrown a whole half #his 'healing factor' only comes into play when he dies. fresh canvas etch a sketch reboot and all that. hes not fuckin wolverine #all the deaths r: impaled on fence. impaled on pipe. beaten to death. blows his own brains out. falls and snaps his neck #but chainsaw... ? one can ponder. fingers to head i can imagine anything image #readin his wiki rn 'his body will never get sick. rot. age. or truly grow old'#may not get sick but he can still shit his guts out. hashtag oblivious lactose intolerant king hashtag milk drinker #forever the worlds most annoying twenty yr old #and then the wiki goes 'the user does not need to eat drink or breathe' ....hello #ive rotated him not aging any further cause it lines up with the whole stuck in his ways. never changing [kelly voice: its just who u are]#but eatin and drinking and breathing??? we know he still experiences hunger [<-kebab]#and he dunks his head in a bucket of water when hes testin for powers with simon. gaspin for air afterwards right #firm believer in the. he suffocated to death several times in the coffin before they dug him up #oh waaait. is it stating this like. he doesnt need foodwaterair. cause it doesnt matter if he dies.. ohhhhhh..... Oh..😃#staring at nathan sleeping in the community centre surviving on bags of crisps from the vendies so hard i burn holes through my monitor #this got away from me. uh. living crash dummy. oil pastel guts and water colour jumpsuit yessir #having fun doin art. expect more hole art. sorryfor putting this in the misfits tag hehe. not really #gore #blood #misfits #my art #chewtoy

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jessaerys · 5 months

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don't question my methodology i'm still high but -- did a quick search for smut writing advice (you know, in a keep the textbook open during an exam kind of way) expecting a handy vocabulary list and like structural tips regarding flow and how to avoid falling into mechanical cliches

and what i got instead was people explaining how lube and hygiene and other 101s work with the rock solid confidence of someone who has learned everything they know about anal sex from fanfiction and how-to guides online. i don't know what i expected honestly this one is on me

#'nobody is ever excited for a handjob' YOUR EXPERIENCES ARE NOT UNIVERSAL #one of them went on and on about characters being careful not to touch their eyes or they would get an infection #girl they're lines.#honestly i just wanted to see if anyone has found a sexier word for hole but unfortunately the decades-long search continues

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decarbry · 8 months

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Hey all! This is going to be directed at a relatively small portion of my audience I think, but I've gotten a lot of interest over the last couple of years about SotP and if it'll be going back up online. I decided to make Tumblr the place for that! So if you're interested in Mon/Wed/Fri updates of the original comic, head on over to @weclaimthree.

It's unlikely I will be reblogging each page update here to my main blog, so definitely follow there if you want to see the pages as they come!

#this dumb story was my life for my entire college experience haha #a completed project... of 400 comic pages over 5 years #I tried rebooting it once before I gave up #so I'm just. going to post the old pages. bad art and all #plot holes and all #it's not a perfect comic #but I think there are at least a few people who will want to read it again for the nostalgia #xoxo #not to mention I had sequel plans #and a third story too #it was gonna be a trilogy #hence the we claim three thing #never REALLY got started on the sequel #chin hands hmmm #maybe one day idk

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moreaugriffins · 1 month

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Imagine Peter getting a call in the middle of the night

him thinking it's probably Ray getting excited about a definitely haunted hairbrush, and letting it ring

eventually picking it up as it continues to ring for a few minutes, only to find out it's Egon's wife

She's stressed, and worried, and Peter isn't sure why she's ringing him

But Winston isn't picking up the phone, and she knows that Egon and Ray have been arguing a lot recently so...

But she's worried

Because Egon's not doing well. He hasn't been sleeping much, or taking care of himself much (which Peter had noticed every time they went on call together), he's been muttering weird stuff, and obsessed with his notes and books, and usually she can help stop him spiralling but he's been pulling away recently, and spending less time and home and-

"He hasn't come home yet"

Egon always comes home, they made an agreement years ago. He's never broken the agreement before

So she's worried

And Peter is too

He knew Egon wasn't doing well, but they were men in their 40s, Egon wasn't a child, he could look after himself, and it was not Peter's job to monitor him. If Egon was struggling, he could speak up. He knew he could come to his friends for help

Then his mind casts back to the time in uni when Egon tried to drill a hole in his own head, how it all started just like this: the sleepless nights and obsessive studies, and pulling away from everyone, even skipping his lectures.. Peter and Ray just about got there on time.. Though Peter joked about the incident now, he's still rattled by it

He's still pretty rattled by many of Egon's vaguely suicidal experiments

He says he'll go look for Egon (after all, she's got a toddler to keep an eye on)

Reassures her that he's fine, that it'll all be fine, he probably just hyperfocused on the proton packs or something, you know how he is

It doesn't reassure her much - he doesn't even believe his own words either, but what else can he say

After the call, he heads to the Firehouse, knowing that if Egon was anywhere, it would likely be in the lab. It was practically the scientist's second home

He storms up to the lab (the place felt eerily quiet. Janine doesn't work at night anymore, Winston has his own home, and Ray has his flat above his shop)

the light is on

that's something

He opens the door, expecting to see Egon in a chaotic state (or god forbid...), and to be fair, the room is an utter mess, with books open, numbers and scripture written on the whiteboard, a pile of empty Twinkies packets around the bin stuffed full of crumpled papers

and in the middle of this mess, is Egon, head in hands, book open in front of him. It's subtle, but he can see the rise and fall of his shoulders

at least he isn't dead (he ignores how worrying that thought is)

He goes over to Egon and whacks him over the top of his head - usually an affectionate gesture from Peter (the affection is slightly lost)

"Come on Spengs, you really leaving your wife at home?"

Egon looks up at him, brows furrowed, and a practised guarded expression, though his eyes gave away the deep exhaustion and paranoia the scientist must be feeling

If it were Winston, he'd know the exact thing to say to Egon, a talk on how his actions are making his (Egon's) wife feel, and to get his act together, with the reminder that everyone was here for him

If it were Ray, despite all the arguments the two had recently, Ray would comfort him, know the exact words to calm the man and ground him back in some sense of reality - those two understood each other on a level like no other

But it was Peter here, right now

And he's not good at emotional conversations or situations. A serious conversation makes him feel like he's going to break out in hives. It's easier to joke than deal with emotions. (that's why he and Egon got on well. Neither liked talking about how they feel)

So when Egon replies with ramblings about Gozer, clearly lost and not in his right mind, Peter makes a couple jokes, he deflects from Egon's worries and brings the man down to the kitchen to make a hot chocolate to calm Egon's mind (that's what they used to do, right?)

There's more talk, mostly from Peter, about some studies he's working on (that are mostly accurate), and how Dana and Oscar are doing, and the show because oh boy does he have a story about that one man who believed he could communicate with fish-

Egon is barely engaging, Peter could see, his mind is elsewhere, running at a million miles an hour, doing complex calculations and making connections. Peter didn't envy the man really - it must be difficult having a mind so clever and loud.

So when he can tell the talking isn't working, he asks "We defeated Gozer, remember? when my girlfriend was turned into a dog, and Stay Puft got the biggest commercial for free, and we crossed the streams. He's gone forever, right?"

Egon seems to come back to reality for a moment, and they stare at each other, before Egon nods slightly and finally takes a sip of his hot chocolate.

Peter eventually drives Egon home, selfishly because he wants to keep an eye on his friend for a little longer, but Egon doesn't utter a word. That's fine. The silence makes Peter's skin itch but it seems to be doing Egon some good.

They arrive at the house (the living room lights are still on), and Egon goes to leave the car, but Peter reaches over last minute, his mouth moving faster than his brain, "All you gotta do is ask, if you need help. We're still your mates, yeah? I don't know what goes on in that brain of yours but you aren't alone."

Egon seems to be mulling something over in his head, then pulls away from Peter's grip - "Goodnight Peter." - and heads inside.

Over the next few weeks, Peter keeps an eye on Egon

He seems to slowly get better

There are no more phone calls from Egon's wife (except one to talk about what happened that night), his eyebags seem to fade away, he talks less about Gozer, the notes disappear and the books are put neatly away or are packed up, and most importantly he seems to be arguing less with the group and making an effort to spend time with them

Then he's gone

and all the equipment and Echo 1 are gone too.

#rambles #silly goofy thoughts #ghostbusters #the ghostbusters #peter venkman #egon spengler #suicide mention #tw sui attempt #(to be safe? it's the drilling a hole in his head incident and the general idea of mad scientists experimenting on themselves)#this got away from me lmao #shitty writing and somehow longer than several fanfics ive written???#i vaguely remember hearing Ray's call with Pheobe in Afterlife #and Peter's mention of 'that one time you tried to drill a hole in your head' to Egon #and thought that even if the others didn't believe Egon about Gozer - would none be slightly concerned about his mental health?#(it was a stressful time - theyre in their 40s or 50s - theyre men.. emotional intelligence is not their forte... but shhh)#and it felt like Peter out of everyone could detach himself slightly from his frustrations towards Egon and notice the signs #idk if that makes sense

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randomnameless · 28 days

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what do you think would realistically edelgerd's fate post AG?

We know Doylist wise she was Supreme Puppet'd to have her, somehow, survive (when we know how she reacts to military defeat in AM!) and removing all of her agency - Supreme Puppet was Puppet'd, so she cannot be hold accountable for what she did as Lobotogard, or with her regressed state, cannot be accountable the things she did with her mind intact.

I've already ranted about this special plot device to make sure the waifu escapes the axe and its sexist undertones, but damn if thinking about it to this day pisses me to no ends.

Faced with Regressed!Leader, Dimitri dgaf and moves on (or rather, away from her, reminiscing of AM - he has other things to do than to linger on his relationship with Supreme Leader).

I'd say -

Dimtri dgaf and leaves her to her own devices (which would be a nod to the "parley"? Now that Supreme Leader became one of the "weaks" what is she going to do? Bootstraps or rely on a support system she so much decried?) and move to Enbarr to put an end to the War.

But thinking in more serious terms?

His bannermen, friends and people wouldn't settle for anything else than Supreme Leader's death (maybe not on the gates on Enbarr?). She's the one who started this war and had so many people killed in her imperialist bid, so the only way Supreme Leader escapes death is with the Church.

Now, Supreme Puppet'd by Thales and maybe acknowledging Supreme Leader's second crust, Rhea might be more partial to her - she had been used as a plaything by Agarthans (hopefully she developped her racist tendencies after the experiments?) - and could see her as a victim.

On the other hand, she did start this war, and had more agency than expected given how she petitionned the CoS to war against the Agarthans who infiltrated her Empire - and yet, she still launched her attack on the monastery of her own free will.

Rhea is a compassionate person (Yuri still exists even after killing her knights!) so I think, with all things considered - Supreme Leader's status as a victim of Agarthans, Supreme Puppet and Lobotogard, but also, the war she declared and planned, sacking Garreg Mach, attacking the CoS both spiritually (the Southern Church thing was meant to be a direct "contradiction?" to what she preaches?) and martially, and MAGA > Peace - I'd say Rhea'd agree on not killing Supreme Leader, but at the only condition that she remains with the CoS, in something like her sentence will be to rebuild what she destroyed and mend the wounds she caused so that she might have a different outlook on Fodlan and its people (aka, not going all "i don't mind sacrificing them to reach my goals") when she will remember what she did/who she was, and/or will not become the same "tyrant" she was when she will "grow up" (mentally speaking?).

But that's at the only condition that she never gets to rule anything ever again or hold any kind of political power returning to Adrestia/Enbarr - if those conditions aren't met, she will be executed.

(and maybe to appease the people she's now supposed to work with, Rhea will lend her some old bottle of hairdye, maybe people will not see her as the former emperor who bled the continent for her whims, but as someone who is living a new life)

Rhea might thus "request custody" of Supreme Puppet and while the Kingdom might want her dead, the Church, as the main victim of the war, can have the last say (besides Dimitri might be relieved that Supreme Leader will not be executed), however, the Church asks to everyone present to tell their people that the "Supreme Leader who declared this war of unification died and is no more", maybe taking her crown and Aymr away, as proof she's "dead".

It sounds a bit too merciful coming from Rhea, when we see her in Tru Piss and with her history as Seiros the Warrior - but post!AG!Rhea imo is in a different mood, first of all, with Thales gone there are no people who will target Nabateans because of their race (so no genocide PTSD anymore?) and/or try to make new relics, and unlike the events of FE16, Rhea spent the last few years living with humans who demonstrated they could be trustworthy and actually helped her when she was in need (tfw Rhea doesn't know about Dimitro).

I can see her having more faith in humans and a future in Fodlan for everyone post!AG, as Dimitri and the Kingdom people seem to be trustworthy, than in FE16 when all of the events we play through in WC are basically triggering her genocide trauma (people hunting bones and crest stones, killing Jerry, turning her beloved wards in demonic beasts, some people targeting her for no plausible reason (unless the Western Church knew she had pointy ears?), Hresvelg becoming the new Nemesis, etc...)

That being said...

If Clout tries, during the epilogue, to take a shot at Rhea - when people are celebrating the end of the war - I cannot see things not turning sour for him.

Granted, if you want realism, Clout and GW cannot function because they expect the people involved to be completely stupid, but for this AU's sake, let's say Clout and Dimitro had their heart to heart in Zahrofl, he holds her at Failnaught range and demands her death/resignation/removal of her church.

If he shots and kills her (because Rhea would have dropped her guard, thinking she is surrounded by allies!), I cannot see anyone/anything preventing Claude from being dismembered/slaughtered in the seconds after Rhea's death - not even Dimitro because, hey, Clout said he will accept the consequences of his actions to "change" Fodlan, right? - by Church forces, Kingdom forces and, if we want to push the realism card, even Alliance forces (why the fuck did he do that? Maybe it's a weird doppelganger like those dark mages use! Or Erwin will behead him himself - sure this guy did that, but he doesn't represent the Alliance!).

In the chaos and confusion following Rhea's death, Supreme Leader is executed ("if she never started her war, nothing like this would have ever happened") and Fodlan is fucked when Sothis eventually pops up.

If Clout only holds Rhea at "Failnaught range" and she wonders wtf and asks him to explain - while the entire host of people from, again, the Kingdom, the CoS and KoS, the former BL and maybe some peeps from the GD and Leicester are there - Clout gives his bonker

"Who steals your freedom and gives you an endless list of duties and obligations simply because you have a Crest? Who forces you and your friends into a bunch of unwanted marriages and positions of power? The church even forbids any official contact with outside regions! Not exactly great for Faerghus, right? Being as close to Sreng and Albinea as you are."

reasons, Rhea's first reaction might be to crush him (because now she's on guard!) but if Dimitro says this is not a matter partaining to Faerghus and would rather stay aside (which would throw a wrench in Rhea's previous belief that humanity can be trusted again!) the CoS/Kos, Kingdom and Alliance people might just call crap and bullshit and debunk his baseless accusations (rekindling Rhea's faith in people and Fodlan?) from Annette telling him that they already trade with Albinea, Duscur generals and even Dedue telling him they witnessed the Church helping them regardless of their place of birth, Ingrid saying that her marriage to Glenn had not be organised or planned by the Church, but out of the affection they both had for each other and Ashe telling him those obligations and duties he seems to resent don't exist because he has a crest, but out of a genuine desire to help people.

Maybe we can add Judith wondering wtf is going on with Clout-boy, has he forgotten people get responsabilities and duties because they want them or because Nobility exists well beyond Fodlan's borders? "And I thought you had more common sense than this!"

A Goneril bannerman/loldier might add that the Archbishop asked them to treat Almyran as something else than nuisances and parasites when she came to visit and left with an Almyran kid in tow, but hey - they always attack them for no reason and create strife in Goneril for no reason, haven't they attacked just before the Academy closed?

Basically everyone debunking his claims, Clout realising that said claims were sprouted from his ass so he gets some tissue and wipes it clean.

Clout then relents (tfw no allies to support him) and the Alliance's roundtable finally vote to elect a branch member of the Riegan fam as head of the House - Clout leaves Failnaught and departs "somewhere far away".

(maybe he returns as Almyra's King later on, or as a crown prince, with a treaty/offer of peace, wishing for prosperity between the two lands).

-> all jokes aside and in a more serious setting, even with Dimitro not outwardly condemning him, Clout's course of action would be frowned upon by every party - Alliance included - and depending on his involvment, Dimitro himself might be challenged by his vassals/friends "Sure it's not about Faerghus' safety, but are we really going to let this guy target and ice and bring more chaos by eliminating our ally - who repaid our hospitality with kindness and supported our war efforts - when the Alliance refused to assist us when the Empire swore to Make Adrestia Great Again and warred against us?"

Granted, in this more serious setting, Dimitro doesn't exist because the plot doesn't bend backwards to accomodate Clout so...

Even if Clout doesn't try to ice Rhea asap and waits maybe 8 months after GM's recovery and the end of the war, I cannot see the Lords of the Alliance - when they can try to do "business as usual" with the former Adrestia lands - endorse a military campaing against the Church to, uh, decalcify Fodlan's current order to put YOLO in place. Clout suggesting this is basically handing to Erwin/anyone reason enough to depose him from his seat as Riegan's representative (the alliance has more to win with rebuilding Adrestia/Fodlan than to wage a pointless war that will alienate everyone and leave their backs open to an Almyran attack), and he either runs away to Almyra or dies in a pointless attempt to start a civil war/rebellion to garner troops to target the Church.

For sure this looks like an ideal "and everything ends good AU!" but in a more serious setting, where people have common sense and don't suddenly hold idiot plot balls to make sure Clout seems to have a point... his POV doesn't hold under scrutiny and no one can normally follow him, unless they have another agenda (Make Leicester Great Again?)

#anon #replies #3 nopes #tbh if you want a serious setting in Nopes #erase GW from the plot #while I can see an alliance with Adrestia I can't see the Federation existing without serious civil unrest in Leicester #we bow to no king and no emperor cannot be overthrown in one night by Clout who listened to Barney #in b4 Supreme Leader when she recovers her memories still want to throw a continental war to unify the world #it will depend on how far in MAGA + lizards bad Supreme Leader was before the experiments #Rhea's anger at Supreme Leader is qualmed in this AG AU bcs she realises Supreme Leader was puppet'd by Agarthans #and yet actions have consequences #let her heal and help the ones she maimed #what happens in Adrestia though? I guess it's under Faerghus' jurisdiction #and it either becomes a hell hole or is a temporary hell hole until some random becomes Emperor or tris to make a government #maybe a republic? Even if we know how they end in the FE verse...#sorry anon i disgressed on clout when you asked about supreme puppet but #they go hand in hand in this game #and i happened on a fanfic i'm not fond of so here goes

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