He has!!! ARIVED!!!!!

He's here he's here he's here!!!!!! Safe and sound!!! We sat down and did some coloring together!!!!

And also made sure he met his new neighbors! Had a nice chat with my childhood stuffed animal! Asking all about what his new home is like. And of course, he had to meet Boober Fraggle!

Watched some Winnie the Pooh together! I think he really liked it. I hope he felt warm and welcomed in my home. A nice and cozy first day here!

I am violent and ill.

My anger drives me so greatly it makes my stomach churn and I grow nauseous.

I am sick and it fuels a fire that sits in my guts and gives me a desire to rip and break and scream.

I am broken in a way that he can’t even see as useful.

Leo is studious.

Raph is caring.

Donnie is quiet.

I am a mistake.

(Does he even remember saying that?)

I cannot be what he wants me to be and it burns inside me and I can’t let it out or I will die.

Will I die?

When will I die?

Donnie is ill.

His illness makes him silent, makes him cry. He buries his face in books and screens and underneath blankets. He sobs with his whole body yet makes no sound. His soul is ripped open and his skin is carved through and I help him bandage the wounds.

I am not ill like Donnie.

Raph is ill.

His illness eats at his stomach and yet refuses food. He forces himself to care for us even as he suffers. He buries himself in the feeling of hunger and pain until his stomach devours his mind and he loses his ability to remember the pain.

I am not ill like Raph.

Leo is ill.

He doesn’t know it. He doesn’t recognize the signs. The way he pushed himself past his limits, snaps and breaks things that immediately he regrets. He sinks into himself and gains a blank look in his eyes that speaks to the pain he feels.

I am not ill like Raph.

Splinter is ill.

I am ill like Splinter.

I am ill like a man who forces his problems onto the innocent. He breaks and shouts and regrets nothing. He hurts my brothers, hurts me, and he scoffs.

I want to hurt him like he hurts us.

I want to kill him.

I want to feel his blood on my hands and the thought doesn’t even scare me.

It should scare me.

I should be scared to hurt the man who raised me.

He gave me nunchucks.

“An inelegant and ridiculous weapon for an inelegant and ridiculous child.” He said.

I want to take the chain and wrap it around his throat.

I want to take the ends and slam them into his skull.

I am sick.

I am sick and it only makes me angrier.

I am sick and it only makes me angrier and that anger makes me sick.

I want to kill him.

I splash paint on a canvas, shoving my hands into the buckets, forgoing brushes altogether.

My hands are stained with the pigments.

Blues and purples and reds.

My claws chip and crack.

Greens and browns and yellows.

Blood does not dry red.

It stains and turns brown as it cloys and thickens.

Then black as it gathers the dust and dirt of the world around it.

I sew the canvas closed where my nails break through. The hole will never heal, will always been seen, and I want to break it further.

Reds and browns and blacks.

I want to rip and shred with my claws, their edges jagged and broken. I want to see what color he bleeds. I want to know if its red. I want to watch it clump and turn brown and black against stark white canvas.

I am violent and ill.

I am my father’s son.

I need a nap.

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Having a bad mental health day means I have inspiration to write angst for the babies.

I’d love to do more Mikey studies for this universe. He’s complex and broken and I love him.

-Monster Anon 🐗

VERY RELATABLE also GODDAMN. At this point why dont YOU just write the iteration haha. I love making Mikey the angriest one tbh. Everyone thinks its raph cause raph has resting bitch face, and cause Raph snaps in anger a lot, but the one with the bubbling hatred underneath his skin is our beautiful little goldfish boy <3

loved all the descriptions of violence tbh. reminds me of how furious i would get back when i lived with my family, especially with my brother. if im still honest i kind of regret not stabbing him, but i know it was for the best that I didn't. oh well!

Do you think Demiurge would enjoy getting to dress up a supreme being mc in cute and embarrassing outfits like she’s his doll? What kind of outfits do you think he would put her in? I’d think he would coo and fuss over her a lot :3

Haha, that's actually a cute thought, really. I have him do that a lot to his daughter, Pyra, in The Devil's Contract. He sews all of the dresses that Pyra wears and even makes all the dolls for her too.

So a SB MC that wouldn't mind being his own personal doll? Oh yeah. I think he would gladly do such a thing.

The outfits? I think it would range for a bit.

Excuse me while I go off on a tangent to explain myself. LOL

For those who don't know: I always thought Demiurge was a butler of Nazarick. The fact he has a handkerchief in his breast pocket and glasses, dresses nicely, and the way his data concept piece is of him holding a teacup while (seemingly) bowing, made me feel he had butler material going on; that the tomb had 2 butlers—Sebas and Demiurge. This made sense as to why one was super good and one was super evil. They seemed like two men trying to balance each other to me like yin and yang only on a more intense scale. I even had the idea Ulbert made Demiurge a butler originally until he and Touch had a bit of a fight over it since Sebas was already made as one. This caused Ulbert to add more to Demiurge and make him a tactician and have ambassador/advisor energy.

To me, I always saw Demiurge as being this refined butler type from the Victorian Era or something of that sort. It would make sense Ulbert would think about it since their lives in their actual time feels very Victorian like. So, with that in mind, I wager Demiurge would be focused on the dresses from that time period and perhaps some with a fantasy flair.

He would think everything she was to wear would be gowns. Just gowns. In his world, women rarely show their ankles. Very lovely dresses with intense patterns that reach the floor. If she ever wanted anything else, he would do his best to please her, but his main focus would be on the dresses and ballroom masks.

Now I'm imagining Demiurge as the devil seamster in a Victorian Era setting. Peft. Oh dear.

However, if we're talking sexy side... he would make some skimpy (and some tasteful) lingerie. You know he would after getting her measurements down right.

But, embarrassing the poor MC? Oh yeah, he's gonna without even meaning to. And poor MC is going to wear some of the outfits just to see him happy.

I honestly think the cooing and fussing would come in many ways depending the situation and circumstances. He would want her to be happy and loving everything he does for her so she won't leave like Ulbert did. This would make him impossible to pull from your side. (MC has a demon growing out of her shadow).

If this was transitioned into the real world, and the MC was in a wheelchair or something? Oh boy... he's not going to understand what this means. What do you mean the MC cannot walk and do things like she used to in the gaming world? Oh... that means he has to help her do everything, including cloth her and pick everything out for her and make sure she doesn't miss a single meal, ect. And this would drive poor MC a little crazy as she's not helpless. She can manage just fine on her own. But poor Demiurge just doesn't get it.

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@lonelypalmtree tagged on me on this! Thank you bebe, I don’t usually get tagged on things like this haha. 

1. You can call me: another sonic blog is fine, also Hani is fine too! You can call me whatever I am fine with everything tbh. 

2. Three random facts about me:

I love fashion, I am super into it and would like to work for a fashion magazine in the future. I model in my free time lol.  

I HATE ketchup. 

I used to live in Japan. 

3. My hobbies are: Reading/ writing fan fiction. Panting, sewing (This is my fav thing to do in my free time) going to arcades and level up on PUMP IT UP dance machine (I am a level 9 lol) Dressing up pretty.

4. Things I love: sleeping, writing, the smell of wet soil, the smell of new shoes/books, chocolate, coffee, when things are clean, eating without feeling guilty afterwards, talking about my dead without being consider a mental health issue. PIGS

5. Things I hate: Taco Bell, people who have negatively teased me because of my accent (fuck you all :D)  when there’s not an equal amount of investment in a friendship.

6. Things that make me happy: when people like/comment on my stories. I cannot express how much reading comments help me stay motivated to keep writing cause sometimes I think my writing is bad lol. Finding a good written fan fiction, I like to write it but I love to read others’ work sometimes too. Smiling Levi Ackerman makes my heart Doki Doki. There I said it. 

7. Things that make me upset: looking down and seeing my tummy. When a character I love is mis-written. *cough* Shadow *cough* Sega I am looking at you *cough*

8. I’m currently obsessed with: Attack on titan! I am still obsessed with Sonic but I need to finish writing my AOT fan fiction (so I can move on) because I need to get the idea out of my mind. When I am done writing that, I’ll continue with my Sonic fanfics. 

9. If I had an anywhere door: to the AOT universe so I can hug my baby Levi lol. Or maybe go to an alternative universe and meet the version of myself who has a better life than me so I can take her place. 

10. My favourite fictional character is: Levi! 

I don’t have many friends on Tumblr, but here are a few to who I have talked to and I appreciate. You don’t have to do it if you don’t want lol @itsdaqueensposts @mycatnoir-is-stupid @redsunlight

Masked Ball

Chapter 11 omg are we really this far into May?! We’ve got another one of my favorite chapters coming up for today haha. Hopefully you guys like it :). It includes a reveal that I hope I did justice as it’s my first time writing a reveal. A big thank you to my bffl Olivia for giving me ideas galor for this chapter haha.

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Marinette carefully examined the dress that was situated atop her mannequin. Puffing out her cheeks she fluffed the light pink ruffles, making certain that everything flowed smoothly and that the butterfly she had painstakingly sewed on last night stayed upright. Smiling proudly she leaned back, brushing a stray strand of hair back into her ponytail annoyedly.

“Wow Marinette, this dress is gorgeous,” Tikki flitted around the ballgown, taking in all of the intricate details.

“Thanks so much, Tikki!” Marinette practically beamed with pride, “I’m wearing it to the masquerade later tonight.”

“It’d be hard for Adrien not to notice you in that dress,” the kwami teased.

“Can you imagine what it’d be like to share another dance with him,” the fashion designer sighed dreamily, collapsing into her chair.

“With you in that dress, I’m sure he’ll be falling all over himself to ask you to dance,” Tikki giggled.

“You really think so Tikki?” Marinette’s eyes sparkled with joy.

“I know so,” she winked, “Now why don’t you try it on?”

“I can’t,” the designer laughed, “I don’t wanna end up ruining it before the dance.”

“Oh but I want to see how beautiful you look in it,” Tikki pouted.

“You can see how I look in it in a few hours, alright?” Marinette chuckled, “But for now I have to get at least some of my homework done.”

“Alright... but be certain to wake me up before you go,” the kwami zipped into the girl’s open purse, curling up to take a quick nap.

Marinette watched the kwami disappear with a soft smile before groaning as she turned to her desktop and began working on her history assignment. Occasionally getting off task and staring dreamily at photos of Adrien, she was interrupted from her fantasies by the buzz of her cellphone.

Alya: Guuuurlll are you ready for tonight?!?! I cannot wait to see what your dress looks like!!

Marinette: I can’t wait to see yours either!! Omgggg I wanna see Adrien sooo badly 😍😍

Alya: Welllll you’ll be glad to know he’s coming then 😏so you’d better start getting ready now cause we know how late you can beeee 😉

Alya: I’ll be there in like an hour so you’d better be ready by then...

Her cheeks tinged a faint pink, Marinette grabbed her dress and raced downstairs to change. Taking her hair out of its usual pigtails, she brushed them into elegant curls and began struggling into her dress. Once she was effectively in the giant gown, she quickly curled her lashes and donned a light pink lipstick that matched her dress. Twirling back and forth in front of the small mirror she smiled happily at her reflection. If Adrien doesn’t fall for me tonight I’d be surprised, she thought to herself delightfully.

Upon exiting the bathroom she heard a surprised gasp from her mother, “Oh Marinette, you look so beautiful!”

“Thanks,” Marinette blushed, beaming happily, “Oh before I forget to tell you, Alya should be coming soon to walk with me to the party.”

“Alright dear. Now hurry along and get your mask so I can take a picture of the completed look.”

“Love you,” she kissed her mom’s cheek before rushing her way back up the stairs. Grabbing the pink lace mask that complemented her dress, she carefully tied the contraption around her eyes. “I almost feel like Ladybug,” she giggled quietly, before waking the slumbering kwami, “Tikki it’s almost time for me to go.”

The small bug popped her head up from Marinette’s purse, rubbing one big blue eye, yawning slightly, “Aww Marinette you look so pretty.”

“Thank you Tikki,” she kissed her forehead, “Sorry for waking you.”

“It’s alright. I’m just glad I got to see your finished look,” Tikki yawned once again before disappearing back inside Marinette’s purse.

Smiling tenderly at the adorable creature, she silently zipped up her purse before slipping her feet into some small pink heels. Tying a pearl necklace around her neck from her jewelry box she made her way back down to where her mother and father were awaiting her.

“You look so old,” her father cried out, before wrapping her up in a big hug.

“Papa! Stop,” she laughed, “You’re going to ruin my dress!”

“Sorry, sorry I just couldn’t help myself. You look beautiful,” he smiled tearfully at her.

She grinned softly at her parents as her mom took picture after picture before a loud knock was heard at the door. “That’ll be Alya,” she scrambled away from the blinding flashes and headed towards the door, “Goodbye!” she waved happily.

“Have fun and make good choices!” her mom shouted back at her.

Opening the door, Marinette saw a beaming Alya dressed in an orange dress adorned with a red fox mask. Not subtle at all, she giggled in her head as she stared at the girl.

“Wow! You look just like Rena Rouge,” she smirked at the girl as she stepped out into the hallway.

“Who, me? Look as cool as that superhero? Nah, no way,” Alya waved her comments off, “Let’s talk about your dress instead because girl it is beautiful! Did you make it yourself?”

“I did indeed,” she glanced down shyly at her own dress as the two girls made their way downstairs and outside.

“You’re honestly so talented! You gotta make my wedding dress for me when I get married.”

“Oh I thought that was already a given,” Marinette laughed, bumping her shoulder with Alya’s.

“Are you excited to see Adrien,” Alya teased as they both entered the school, following the pumping music down to the gymnasium.

“Of course! I wonder what he’s going to wear. Will I even be able to spot him with his mask on?” she gushed as the two entered the loud room.

“Girl I’m pretty certain you could spot Adrien from miles away,” Alya shouted over the thrum of the bass, “Now I’m going to see if I can find Nino. Apparently he’s DJing tonight!”

“Ok! I’ll meet up with you two after I get some punch!” Marinette shouted back as the two both went their separate ways. Making her way through the rows of dancing teens the fashion designer finally arrived at the bowl. Grateful for some small relief from the loud music she began pouring herself a drink. Suddenly Marinette felt a familiar, warm presence appear behind her. Smirking to herself she realized within seconds who the figure was, “What are you doing at a masquerade, kitty?”

The person behind her didn’t respond for a while and Marinette frowned in confusion. Did she get it wrong? Was this not in fact Chat Noir? Nibbling on her lip nervously, she was just about to turn around and apologize when the boy leaned in, whispering directly into her ear, “Can’t a cat come and visit his favorite purrincess?”

Smirking she turned around, punch in hand, to stare at the blonde with bright green eyes that were partially hidden by a black mask decorated with silver detailing. No, she had definitely not gotten it wrong. Only Chat would call her princess and show up with a costume so similar to his own. Glancing down at his black suit adorned with a red and black spotted tie she laughed, “Not exactly being subtle now, are you?” she raised a delicate eyebrow at him.

“No one’s recognized me yet,” he chuckled at her.

“I did,” Marinette smirked at the black cat.

“Yes but you’re the only exception,” he winked at her before extending a hand out to her as the music suddenly became softer and slower, “Would you care to dance?”

“Well I promised Alya I would meet up with her as soon as I got punch and...” she wiggled the drink in her hand as a silent continuation of her sentence.

“I don’t think she’s going to mind very much,” Chat motioned his head over to the girl who was currently wrapped up in Nino’s arms.

Marinette laughed, “I suppose you’re right,” she put her cup back on the table before taking his hand, smiling softly up at him, “So yes I would care to dance.”

“Purrfect,” the cat purred at her as he began leading her around the dance floor. Swaying slowly together Marinette placed her head on Chat’s shoulder as the two began their slow dance. “Have I told you yet how absolutely amazing you look in that dress,” he whispered in her ear, sending shivers up her spine.

“No but it never certainly never hurts to hear a compliment every once in a while,” she looked up at him, her eyes gleaming mischievously.

“Well then you look amazing... absolutely purrfect,” Chat purred down at her, grinning widely.

“You don’t look too shabby yourself,” Marinette laughed, “Seeing as how I’ve only ever seen you in one outfit.”

“And I look pawsome in that one outfit, thank you very much,” the superhero said offendedly.

“Of course you do,” she patted his chest, attempting to soothe his ruffled ego.

“I happen to know you like that outfit,” Chat leaned in, smirking at her.

“Oh yeah?” Marinette smirked back, “How do you figure?”

“I’ve saved you in it more than enough times,” his eyebrows wiggled up.

“You’re insufferable,” Marinette laughed, pushing his chest back.

As he stumbled back from her small shove, he pouted at her, “Are you suggesting you don’t love my everyday suit?”

She rolled her eyes at the superhero, smiling softly at him, “I never suggested anything of the sort,” as he took back her hand to resume their slow dance Marinette added quietly, “You know I do like your suit right?”

“I know.”

The two both closed their eyes, lost in the arms of the other person until the music suddenly shifted back to its previous loudness. Marinette’s eyes popped open as she stepped out of Chat’s arms, who seemed to be staring at her almost longingly. She grinned at the boy as she gestured to her best friend, “Thanks for the dance Chat Noir, though I think I should probably give Alya her punch now.”

“Thank you for allowing me the chance to dance with you,” he bowed elegantly causing her to giggle.

Waving goodbye to the adorable cat, she poured Alya a glass of punch as she made her way up to the front where her best friend was watching Nino. “Brought you some punch,” Marinette shouted over to the girl, handing her the pink liquid.

“Thank you!” Alya threw herself into Marinette’s arms, almost spilling the drink, “I’ve been dying of thirst!”

Marinette laughed, pushing the girl out of her arms, “Gotta keep my best friend hydrated don’t I,” she winked at Alya.

Taking the drink gratefully, the reporter drank the entire cup in three large gulps. Wiping her mouth off she glanced at Marinette teasingly, “So how have you been? I saw you dancing with Adrien... How did that go?”

“I... wha...?” Marinette blinked at Alya confusedly. When had she danced with Adrien?

“Like two seconds ago you and Adrien were slow dancing. I was so proud of you! You didn’t need my help or anything this time!”

“That wasn’t Adrien,” she frowned at Alya.

“Uh... yes it was,” her best friend frowned back at her, “The perfect blonde hair, bright green eyes, suit perfectly tailored to match his figure. Yep definitely Adrien Agreste.”

“I... huh...?” Marinette stuttered again, searching around for the boy who she had thought was Chat Noir.

“Who did you think it was?” Alya questioned, staring at her friend confusedly.

“C-can you hold my drink for a second?” she thrust her cup into Alya’s hand as she spotted the boy getting a snack at the refreshment table. Picking up her gown she rushed to the refreshment table, ignoring Alya’s indignant shouts. Nibbling her lip nervously, she tapped the boy’s shoulder, “A-Adrien?”

He turned around, bright green eyes staring down at her curiously, “Yeah?”

Marinette’s eyes widened in shock as she stared at Adrien. The music faded away as all she could hear was the pounding of her own heart. The next second later there was no sound as her heart dropped and she began reconciling the boy in front of her as Chat Noir. The same boy she had turned down on multiple occasions as Ladybug in favor of pursuing him. Or not him? She shook her head in confusion as she stuttered out, “I... you... wha?”

Adrien frowned in confusion before he flinched, “I, um, I think we need to talk.”

Adrien grabbed onto her arm and yanked her out of the gymnasium, leading her to a quiet hallway close by. As he began pacing and muttering to himself, Marinette was unable to hold back her giggles shaking her head, “It’s you. Of course it’s been you.”

“I don’t know what you mean Marinette,” he turned to her, blatantly lying.

A few seconds later and she threw herself into his arms, kissing him firmly on the lips, “I love you too, my silly kitty.”

“I... you... huh... what?” Adrien stuttered, his eyes bulging out, “Marinette, I um, I think you have the wrong idea.”

“Only Chat Noir calls me princess,” Marinette smirked, “So how could you have known that nickname without being him?”

Adrien deflated, “You can’t tell anyone ok? No one knows but you and if Ladybug finds out I’m...”

He was cut off by Marinette’s voice, “Ladybug’s already found out.”

“She has? Why didn’t she ever tell me then?” he frowned, muttering and pacing to himself once again.

Marinette merely slapped a hand to her forehead, “Are you completely forgetting something important that happened just now?”

“Why? What do you mean?” Adrien turned to her, “And how do you know Ladybug knows?” Marinette merely laughed again, burying her face in her hands. “Marinette?” the model placed a hand on her shoulder confusedly.

“We’re both idiots!” her head popped up out of her hands, “We must have been blind!”

“Marinette, are you ok?” Adrien asked her slowly.

“I’m fine! I’m fine,” she waved him off, “But Adrien I just said I love you too. Now have you ever told Marinette you love her?”

“No...” he said in confusion before his eyes widened and he breathed out that same word once again, “No.” Marinette merely nodded, smirking at him playfully before she let out a yelp as she was swooped up into the boy’s arms. Adrien spun her around happily causing her to giggle once again at his enthusiasm. “It’s you! It’s you! I can’t believe it’s you! I’m the luckiest cat in the world!”

“And I’m the luckiest Ladybug,” she managed to say before she was placed on the ground and was suddenly kissing the boy she had loved for so long.

“I love you, Marinette.”

“I love you too, Chat.”

AURORA’s Q&A during Spotify Listening Party

Q: Hello Aurora. Is „In Bottles“ related to „In Boxes“ because in „In Bottles“ you are singing underneath her bed and when she is lying in bed maybe she is laying on her spine. Is that the story behind that phrase ? ❤ You are the Best and i Love you ❤

A: they are both about the same lady... that is really well spotted. It has a really strange meaning to it. she wants to be close to people in a very strange way... !

Q: Aurora what is your favourite song on the album?

A: it changes from day to day.. right now its Soulless Creatures. because of its meaning.

Q: Where do you record the álbum?

A: i did it in bergen last november with Magnus <3

Q: Can we expect Step 3, or it's the end of "A Different Kind" era?

A: this is definitely not the last step... but i cannot tell you yet when it will be released.. !

Q: when is the time of day/night you write music the most?

A: i definitely have the most ideas at night, or when im about to fall asleep, sometimes it can keep me awake for hours later than i should stay awake.. but its worth it.

Q: Will you travel to Vietnam???

A: YES

Q: Are you singing in Frozen 2?

A: i might be heard in the wind…

Q: your birth name represents just your music, the universe, peace ... have you thought how would you call yourself artistically if you had another birth name? Which one identifies you?

A: ive always felt that my name fits me so well, and i remember when i learnt what it meant when i was young that i took it like a little mission in life. to create a little light in the world, in one way we all should

Q: Aurora, I meet you the last month and I gave you a skirt, I just wanna say sorry cause it was too big, And I send you a message in your private (sorry)Facebook horse account, I need and advice

A: i love it!! im going to make it a bit smaller, haha !thank you so much!

Q: Do you make your own clothes?

A: yes i make them with my sister Viktoria who knows how to sew!!! i like to know where the clothes comes from, and with her i know the source of the clothes, which feels very good! i like to wear whatever feels good, so its good to have someone who can turn my dreams into real clothes!

Q: Tell us about your language in ADKOH single... what does it mean?

A: its my own language, and one day i will tell you. its based around its core which is human emotions. i want to make it easier for us to discuss our emotions with the world!

Q: Thank you for supporting us - LGBT. I must admit that it is very useful in Poland. We fight a homophobic government and you give us power

A: that moves my heart so much to hear. im sending you so much love. and that is just the beauty of love - it is so much bigger than us. anyone who dares raise a fist against it will always loose the fight. love will win <3 always.

Q: I have found that this album is best fully realized while being outside. I've been running and interpreptly dancing around my neighborhood everyday and it's transportive

A: i love this so much `3

Q: What was your favourite song to produce?📝🤔

A: i loved producing Soulless Creatures and Appletree. ADKOH was also a journey of its own kind. very lovey. Ive used samples from my life, and mixed them with the beauty of electronic music. A bit of both worlds, living in harmony.

Q: How long did it take to right this album? Where did you write?

A: ITs taken me two years to work on all the songs from both Step I and II. and producing Step II took a whole month, with no sleep and long days me and Magnus Skylstad made the whole thing with some help from a norwegian artist called Askjell (on Daydreamer and ADKOH) we cried so much. and laughed. so many emotions. very very beautiful.

Q: Why is 8 your favourite number?

A: i cannot really explain it. i just feel its right. i have a very strange relationship with numbers, i need them to be right. and 8 and 11 have always made me feel so good. their both the same when upside down and mirrored which i love. very reliable.

Q: Can we expect some songs in Norwegian?

A: yes...!

Q: We know in AMDGMAAF you had a sample of you hugging a tree, have you sampled anything unusual/interesting and put it in this album?👀

A: ive sampled all kinds of stuff, my breath, rain, steps, books, washing machines, crushing things, animals, chewing... etc. its so fun. i love working that way. On soulless creatures i have the sound of me tapping my own chest to my heart. <3

Q: "fear not, fear not when you go" that part gets me every time (and i have listened to this song like 100 times)

A: <3 <3 <3 !!!

Q: how do you keep up with all the questions? hahah

A: i dont!! hahaha

Q: do you write lyrics for other artists?

A: yes sometimes i do!!

Q: The symbols in adkoh are a new language right? But are they letters, more like a code, or it's literally a new language where symbols can be a entire word?

A: their all a part of my own language, one day i will show you all of it.

Q: I think your albums are literature, it is really interesting how there is a connection between all of them. From awakening to mothership, is there any plans of releasing a book some day?

A: i will x !!

Q: are there any more music videos coming?

A: Y to the E to the S

Q: I know some people in Tromso but theyre a bit strange. Is everyone from Tromso strange?

A: yes.

Q: Everyone is talking so quickly, I guess I'll shout into the void :p If you get a chance to read this Aurora, I know that you know how many lives you've touched so I'm not special for saying that you as a person, as well as your music, have saved my life. You're so good at making us all feel like your best friends, but I know what it's like to not be a very social person and it's scary. You're so brave and wonderfully peculiar in your heart. please stay true to yourself.

A: thank you so so much for these beautiful words x i promise i will. forever and ever.

Q: the choir goes SO GOOD with in bottles YOUR MIND

A: !!!!!!!!!

Q: Your numbers are 8 & 11? Very cute, in spirit these are good numbers, one means positivity and the other is financial abundance

A: i dont believe any human being could know the true spiritual meaning of them, they belong with the gods, or the trees. everything that we dont know x

Q: .I want to know about that percussion sound that's in a different kind of human...it sounds so different but really "authentic", I know that sounds weird

A: i am really into strange percussion. and im a percussionist myself so i tend to focus a lot on the rhythms. i had the beat for this song in my mind days before even writing it. and i wanted it to sound like something that doesnt exist from before. like ship. the mothership.

Q: What's your patronus?

A: a big wolf. <3

Q: I feel like an ant!

A: me too.

Q: Which song are you most excited to play live that you haven’t already?💃🏼🎶

A: appletree and daydreamer. so full of energy.

Q: Hei Aurora ^_^ En hilsen fra *nesten* nabokommunen din, Kvam! Jeg så deg for første gang på Bygdalarm i 2016. Jeg lytter til musikken din hver dag, den åpner dører, gir meg friske pust. Jeg ville egentlig bare si at jeg er så stolt over deg, selv om jeg aldri ordentlig har "møtt" og snakket med deg. Jeg føler du lager sanger som representerer en helt spesiell del av det å være menneske. Å ha et åpent sinn, se ting som andre ikke ser. Vokste selv opp midt i en skog, tekstene går rett til hjertet!

A: tusen tusen takk. dette var helt nydelig.

Q: Where did you get the inspiration to make "Apple Tree", not only the lyrics, but the sound of it since it's different from anything you've ever made.

A: i dont really like to put any walls around myself, so that day i felt like i wanted to do whatever made me feel nice. and i felt very playful! i have always liked to make different kind of music, like The seed and animal, it happened quiet and under the water etc. its nice to try lots of different expressions. thats what its all about.

Q: I just want to thank you. I've recently been diagnosed with ME, also known as chronic fatuige syndrome. Your songs fill me with strength and energy when I listen to them<3

A: that is so good to hear. I am so sorry youve gotten this extra thing to deal with in your life. im sending you lots of strength. and love.

Q: Do you believe in aliens? I do!!

A: of course!!!!

Q: Have you ever listened to a Black Metal band?

A: yes i love it so much. i love Gojira, Mastodon, Tool, System of A down and Perfect circle too. very nice.

Q: what do you think is the most important message behind your album? <3

A: I think all of them are. The fight for love, the fight for nature. the whole thing about our consuming, and the way we dont appreciate what we have. about having respect for eachother and mother earth. its about so many things that i care about. maybe the environmental focus is one of the most important message right now, and that we all can save the world together. In appletree its all about that. We. can. save. the. world.

Q: Is your language an alien language and are you actually an alien?

A: i am an alien yes, but i belong here on earth too. my language is al alien language that i have made x

Q: Just want to let you know that your music is well-loved in Asia even many of us don't speak English,your music is no boundaries,can we except your Asia tour soon ?

A: my dream is to go to asia. so yes. YES

Q: i don’t use spotify and i couldn’t get this stream to work so i deadass created an account and bought premium for this smh i love u aurorie

A: Oh My GOD!! really!_! that is amazing. thank you for doing all that to be here with us !

Q: Mothership is so important and special to me because last year my best friend committed suicide and it makes me feel like she's gone to a safer place ✨🌿💗

A: i am so sorry to hear. The Mothership will take those people, who felt like the world was a too dark place to be. Its a horrible thing when people think that is the only way out. Sending love to you and the family who lost a loved one. She is in a safe place now.

Q: Have you ever attended piano lessons, can you read notes, or rather you are self-taught

A: i dont know anything about music theory, im self taught!

Q: Aurora, I'm a painter. And I can not get my paintbrushes and paint something without listening to their songs. You inspire me a lot. That's the reason I can do everything I do. Thank you for that.

A: aaaaahhhhh. thank you so much for letting me inspire you. thank you. keep painting!

Q: aurora do you sometimes feel like talking to trees and plants? cause i do sometimes and they are beautiful creatures! they have a very caring and loving energy!!

A: i do too!!!

HEllo hELlo you lovely people. I am really trying my best to answer all of you. but its as difficult as building a castle of melted chocolate. Soon the chat will close, but before i go. i want to say thank you to all of you. you are such great people, and i am so happy to share this album with you. thank you for diving into it <3

thank you all for coming!!! will stay for 11 minutes more until the chat closes!!! JUST HAD TO SAY THANK YOUUUUUUUUUUUU

Q: What is the emotionally hardest song for you to sing from your new album?

A: i think Dance on the moon. x

Q: I seen in a fanwiki page that you like minecraft, DO YOU PLAY MINECRAFT???

A: i love it so much. i always play on creative mode though!!

Q: Do you intend to write a book someday? We would love to read it!🥚

A: i will, and i think its so nice that you are all interested in me doing so!

Q: The beat from apple tree has any inspiration from olodum ? (A Brazilian type of beat )

A: YES! and hip hop too. i felt it deserved a very alive and bad-*** groove.

Q: Have you dealt with anxiety and/or depression?

A: Yes i have. its a long time ago since i was depressed, its so strange how ******************************************************************************************************************************************************************************************************************************!!

Q: Are there any songs that almost didn’t make it to the album?👀🎶

A: actually daydreamer and dance on the moon just barely made it!!!

Q: what helped you get through the lows of your life?

A: making music. and giving myself time to heal. ive never felt guilty for being a bit out of ... tune with myself. being an emotional human being is hard, but at least you can always make yourself feel better by finding an outlet. or talking. or crying. just let yourself feel, dont escape from it. then suddently youll feel better one day.

Q: AURORA THE FATE OF THIS WORLD DEPENDS ON YOUR ANSWER TO THIS QUESTION!!!!!!! what is your favourite primate? is it the humble chimpanzee which would align with my favourite? or perhaps the solid orangutang. i am curious to see

A: haha this is so funny. i love the orangutang.

Q: You’ve talked sometimes about there are some things on the industry and big companies that you don’t like. How do you deal with it? How is your relationship with big production companies?

A: just remember to always follow my instinct. <3

and thank you for all the birthday wishes!!!!

Q: AURORA'S FANS ARE THE SWEETEST!! I LOVE YALL AND AURORA SO MUCH!! YOU MAKE THIS PLACE SUCH A SAFE PLACE TO SHARE, AND TO THE FANS TRYING TO PUT DANCE ON MOON ON NASA'S PLAYLIST, YALL ARE THE B ES T!!!!!!

A: I KNOW!!

Q: Aurora, Is Star wars still on you phone ring?

A: hahah yes!!

Q: Do you read the messages we write on instagram

A: yes <3

Q: Aurora your a inspiration and a safe place for a lot of LGBT+ that listen to your song, especially me, thanks for all the love you spread across the world

A: thank you so much! <3 sending you love. love love love love love

[credits for this recap!]

Plance au where it hurt

I warned you . I really warned you .

Also , the ending is rushed . Sorry , my patience is low . I truly am a failure .

Edit : maybe it wont hurt so bad

Plaance god tier au where pidge and lance hooked up in the club and pidge got preggers . Unfortunately , the child died under mysterious circumstances during the third trimester . Lance had been with her the whole time , so he tried his best to comfort her even when she pushed him away .

The next year , lance left to pursue his career in the garrison in hopes to forget his pain . Pidge had left to recooperate , unsucessfully . She ended up avoiding meds and fell into anxiety and depression . They avoided each others interactions because they felt like they were the reason the child died .

The following year , lance and pidge had met in the same club again . This time , they were drunk enough to hook up again for real sad sex . A lot of tears and love , but in the end it was a one night stand . The next morning , lance left the motel without telling her . He didnt want to hurt her any more than he already did .

After realizing she was pregnant after a month , pidge hit the road with little to nothing . All she had was ten thousand dollars from stashing money for her baby , most of which her parents and brother had given. Pidge decided to get a cheap van from the scrapyard , got a liscence for the car , ditched everything she had inside and with her little driving skills , went off to somewhere she didnt know . All she really had was a driving liscence to prove her identity . She hid it away .

In the end , she only had a five thousand left . Yes , this was a time where everything wasnt real . This is a fic . Do not take things too seriously .

She literally disappeared overnight - nobody really knew where she went . All they had was a bought cheap van to go off on . How far couldve she went , people asked . Shes just a child , everyone said , unable to find her within a twenty mile radius the next day .

Pidge had driven for days , trying to get to the rural countryside as fast as possible . She found a little village after being lost for hours on end on a obscure forest path - and decided she was going to stay .

The villagers immediately noticed her van . Soon , a crowd formed and when she stepped out of the van , they crowded around her like scavengers looking for prey . They spoke in french , oddly enough - a mix of it . Italian , french , spanish was what she heard all at once .

A red hair girl put up her fist , silencing the villagers . " Hello , " she spoke in french . " Can i have a house ? " " No , " the red haired girl said . " The only house left are in the fields . It is dilapitated . " " Then can i have it ? " The villagers thought about it , buzzing even louder for a while . " Yes . We can help you fix it , " pidge heard from a few people at the front . It seemed to be agreed .

The villagers buzzed around for a bit , discussing their next move . Eventually , they asked a old lady to take her in while they went to look for items to fix up the house with . The red haired girl , with a thick french accent , told her in english : " We will help you . Come with her , she will feed you . "

And oddly enough , it felt like home . Their hospitality - it mustve come from a lack of visitors and her odd way of entering , their curiousity - but pidge was too tired and hungry to be cautious . It was the best human interaction she had for days . The red haired girl proceeded to bring out her items for two guys to take int othe home of the old woman .

The old woman , she was called " old rosa , " had no name . So she took in the name old rosa . She could speak english fluently , although she tripped over her words a bit . " My dear , come and eat , the villagers will help bring in your items . I suppose theyll make your van a bit more hospitable for you . " " Where are you from ? You speak english quite well , " pidge had asked . " Britain , my dear . Although i dont know where . But i do have a postcard with a picture - me and my parents . Everyone says it is a place in Britain , the english folks did . It was a baby me . But now , i cannot remember for the life of me where i am from , my name , my everything . The villagers , they took me in . Incredibly kind of them , " old rosa told pidge fondly .

" Why have you come ? " she had asked pidge . " Because i am pregnant , and to run away , because my relatives will speak to me unkindly if they knew , and i did not want to disappoint my parents and everyone around me again , " pidge sighed . She crossed her arms , unsure if she made a good decision or not telling her . Old rosa simply smiled , wrinkles becoming even more prominent . " I have a child myself - she has a baby boy . She can help you , if you want . The doctor is her husband . They can help you , but they might get a bit too excited about a new baby , " old rosa laughed . Pidge giggled , despairingly remembering what lance said about her giggles and laughs . How cute and bell-tinkly they were .

Oh , how she wished he was here to help her , but only the crevices of her mind said . She had long pushed him away , for the sake of her sanity . Her eyes welled up a bit nonetheless , and she gently thumbed over her stomach . That day , she had woke up alone and cold - perhaos it was for the best . At least you didnt pay for the motel room , a tiny thought sparked . It didnt help much , but a shimmer of hope tugged at her heart . Maybe she could pull through , with or without lance .

Old rosa present a bowl of rice and two poached eggs inside . " I really couldnt do much - i just wanted to make something quick for you my dear . Besides , the resources man hasnt arrived yet . On sunday he will , and on sunday we can go visit him for food . Yes , we are self-sufficient , but the doctor needs items . The resources man is very kind . He gives us what we need for free . I think the government set aside money for us - very kind of them . "

Pidge quickly came to realize her chatter as she ate . She smiled , breaking the poached egg and deciding to mix it with her rice . Old rosa just kept smiling , talking on and on about everything . It felt so nice - like her brother and mother fussing over every little thing that happened to pidge every day .

Another flicker of sadness - how lonely she was . If only she had her family , her lance - no , not her lance . He was just a little crush . That is all . But homesickness struck - how far away was she from her family ? It was selfish of her to leave .

The red haired girl came back in . She spoke in their mixed language - " The van , we tried to make it more homely , rearranged items but kept in sight . You do not have much , so we gave you some blankets and a mattress and pillows and clothes . "

Yes , this wasnt home , but pidge could deal with it .

As the year went by , pidge quickly upholstered her van-home into a much homier place . She made a few good friends . Connor , the fabrics person , he was incredibly kind and sweet , came over often to check on her and drown her in soft wools and cashmeres of all colours . He felt oddly motherlike , perhaps because of his feminine preferances . Old rosa became increasingly motherlike too , taking more and more care of her . The red haired girl , osara , she made sure pidge had priority to make sire the baby would be safe , along with her .

Old rosas daughter , maybellina [ yes , maybelline the makeup brand however you spelled it played a part in this ] , was very kind and loving , like her mother . Her husband , tom , made sure she had checkups every now and then , sometimes popping over randomly to check on her .

Sometimes she would visit connor - he had a huge old castle as a house , his family hadi t for generations . Although he was lonely as the only one , it was fine by him . They were walking up a whole lot of stairs to his sewing and looming room thing , when he had abruptly asked : " Pidge , i was wondering , do you know someone called katie holt ? You come from somewhere else , right ? I have told you before , i study at the garrison . Someone called katie holt , she had disappeared . I heard her parents , her brother and his boyfriend , they have been searching endlessly . They do not know where to find her anymore , " connor said . Oops , yikers ! Haha , no good . Thats all pidges mind provided before shutting off .

So she just stared at him blankly , before connor being the huge softie he is , started blushing and buried his face into her hair , murmuring something along the lines of " im too soft for this . "

And that , my friends , is how the start of something more than a friendship begin . Perhaps pidges mind shutting off helped .

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Lance had firstly , freaked out after pidge went missing and secondly , spent his weekends trying to find clues of her anywhere . So when connor , the nice guy [ actually nice ] asked him what he was doing in the middle of class , he decided to just spill the beans for the sake of his sanity and his already sad heart . " She used to go by the name of pidge . Pidge gunderson . Shes the fu-ing cutest girl youll ever see , " lance had ended . Yes , he self censored himself . Connor was still pure .

Oddly enough , connors eyes seem to be interest at the name of pidge . And even more weirder , he asked lance to be his teammate for this science project on fabric tendancies . The garrison is weird , dont question it . So connor invited him to his home , which worked out well cause all weekend lance just went pidge mode . And he decided to pry more cause he seemed to know a bit .

So that weekend , he saw a girl with long hair that vaguely looked like katie holt . " This is a pidge i know , " connor said . And oh fuck , it clicked in his head - connor's brain shut off after realizing what he did .

Pidge had changed - her hair became longer , more fluffy . Lighter coloured too , from spending time outside . And the most prominent change - she had a baby . With curly blonde hair . And blue eyes .

In lances mind , he couldnt fathom why he had ever decided to leave the motel room anymore . And neither did pidge .

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In the end , everything ended with a flurry of kisses and love , before night struck , and the next morning lance had left again . He had to go to school , which was logical of him . So she didnt put it against him , just helped him get ready and said bye at the door , albeit sadly .

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The years went by . Her little dilapitated house was finally put together . What little she had , pidge tried to make the best of it . She slept with her two children to keep them warm .

Yep , child uno numbero two . I dont know spanish , sorry . I am trying my best on duolingo , though .

Connor still checked up on her , lance still asked about her . He was like the middleman . Poor guy had a affinity for both of them .

One day , lance showed up randomly with a nice suit and a sexy , sleek black car . " Pidge , your parents . They are trying to pry anything about you from me and connors cold , dead hands . Just go back to them , please . Im sorry i didnt have the heart to come visit . "

For whatever reason , it sounded so halfhearted for both of them . Maybe because lance didnt want to make her leave her home and talk to her about it . And they both knew it .

Pidge , she felt hostile .

So she made sure her children never spoke to him if he came .

The next time , he tried to coax her to leave with him to go home . Not happening .

The third time , lance got hella pissed , and started packing up their things . " Lance , why are you doing this ? I dont want to go back . "

And lance softened . " Because i want to take care of you . I finally found you , finally get to see my children , and i finally have money to take care of my family . "

Pidge dragged him out . " Ill consider it . "

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The next time he visited , pidge was ready to leave . " Ive said my goodbyes , said ill come visit . Dont let me down . "

The first thing they did was pack up her items . Put it in her old refurbished van , and while pidge drove his car , and lance drove her old van .

They went to the village , said one last goodbye , and with heavy hearts left . But something inside of pidge lightened . She was finally going home .

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Osara , old rosa , maybellina , tom , connor , they all came to visit pidge and lance when they got married . Their children - samantha for the older curly blonde and girasol for the younger straight black haired - were the little bridesmaids . How cute .

When matt and shiro got married , everyone came back again to celebrate .

Years went by . The village finally got internet , so lance and pidge got the occasional call , and called here and there . Connor and pidge and lance were still as close and cutesy as ever . They visited the village , watched it grow and expand . Helped pidges old friends out . They dragged connor out of a abusive marriage that firstly , left him with seven children , and secondly , a lot of freedom .

And life was nice . Even though pidges family were heavy pissed , they got over it within minutes and only had love left . Even when times got rough with connor when his family was slowly falling apart because of his wife , he managed to kick her out . Very nice .

And a lot nice things happened that lead them to a nice little marriage again , with a epic threesome . Yay for me wanting fluff ! Yay for connor , poor guy !

Fin

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I warned you , the ending was rushed .

Heres the original draft [ read for loss of braincells ] :

DURING HIGH SCHOOL LANCE AND PIDGE DID THE DEED , PIDGE GOT PREGGERS , LANCE SAID BYE AND SO PIDGE ENDED UP MOVING TO A RURAL AREA CAUSE SHE WAS SCARED HER FAM WOULD FYCKING HATE HER DUMBASS SO SHE PACKS UP AND GETS MONEY FROM WHEREVER SHE KNOWS OF AND THEN SHE JUST TAKES A BUS RIDE FAR FAR AWAY SOMEWHERE SO SHE COULD SAVE MONRY AND BE SELF SUFFICIENT IN A RURAL SHITHOLE AND ALL SO SHE LIVES IN A SHITTY DILAPITATED COTTAGE WITH HER KID WITH VIRTUALLY NOTHING LILE LITERALLY NOTHING ALL THE CLOTHES SHE HAS ITS FROM DUMPSTERS IN THE CITY AND THERES ONE FUCKING MATTRESS IN THE ONE ROOM AND LIKE A TABLE WITH TWO CHAIRS THATS IT BUT PIDGE SOMEHOW MANAGES TO WEASEL MONEY INTO HER FAMILY AND ALL AND ONE DAY LANCEP ULLS UP YEARS AFTER IN A FANCY FUCKING CAR AND SAYS HEY SORRY SHES LIKE NO FUCK YOU BUT LANCE COMES BACK THE SECOND TIME AND PIDGES LIKE KID DONT COME OUT IF THUS CUNT COMES BUT EVENT7ALLY THE THIRD TIME HE WRANGLES HER INTO HIS CAR BY LITERALLY TAKING THEIR SHIT AND SAYING YOURE MOVING AND HE ASKS HER KID TO FOLLOW HIM AND THE DUMBASS KIDS LIKE UH MOM LOL OK SO THEN PIDGES LIEK WHAT THE FUCK AND HE FORCES THEM TO HIS HOUSE SO THEY CAN LIVE A BETTER LIFE AND HIS KID WONT BE FUCKING UNEDUCATED AND UNVAXXED AND EVERYTHING AND HE CAN ACTUALLY MAKE IT UP TO PIDGE AND THAT PIDGE CAN GO HOME TO HER FAMILY SO PIDGES LIKE WHY AND HOW THE FUCK DID YOU FIND ME AND LANCE JUST SAYS HE SPENT FUCKING YEARS GOING FULL ON SHERLOCK HOLMES TO FIND HER DEADASS SO BECAUSE HER KID LIKES LANCE SHES LIKE FUCK OK SO EVENTUALLY THEY KISS KISS FALL IN LOVE BAM END YAAAAS

HWEN I SAID GOD AU I MEANT IT THIS HAS BEEN IN MY HEAD FOR MO N T H A

ANYWAY ELABORATING ON KISS KISS FALL IN LOVE HE GETS THEM A EPIC NICE HOUSE AND NEW CLOTHES AND SHIT AND CHECKS ON PIDGE AND HER KID EVERY FIVE SECONDS TO MAKE SURE THEYRE OKAT AND HE PLAYS WITH PIDGES KID EVEN WHEN HE HAS LITERALLY NO TIME LIKE HES WEARING FANCY CLOTHES AND HAS A CONFERNECE AT 3PM BUT ITS 255 AND HES STILL PLAYING WITH HER KID NADP IDGE HAS TO FORCE HIS DUMBASD TO LEAVE AND DO THE MONRY MONEY SO PIDGES LIKE HEY KID DO YOU LIKE PLAYING WITH HIM HAHA HES YOUR FUCKING DAD AND SHES LIKE WOOOAAAHHHH CAUSE SHES A DUMBASS KID SO DUMB KID LOVES LANCE RVEN MORE AND PIDGES LIKE I TILD HER YOURE HER DAD OKAY ILL GO COOK POTATOES NOW AND LANCE IS HAPPY HAPPY SO AFTER THE HAPPY HAPPY LANCE GOES INTO THE GUEST ROOM TO TALK TO PISGE CAUSE THATS HER HOME NOW AND THEY JUST DECIDE TO PUT AWAY THEIR UNDERLYING ISSIES FOR THEIR KID AND BECAUSE SEX MAKES EVERYTHING BETTER THEY HAVE SEX AND WOW LOOK PIDGES PREGNANT AGAIN FOR FUCKS SAKE SO LANCE TAKES CARE OF PIDGE LEGIT NOW AND GETS PIDGE A FUTURE JOB AFTER SHES DONE WITH CHILD OUT AND ALL SO ITS ANOTHER DUMB KID WHOOPIE WOWOWOWOWWO WHO FUCKING KNEW SO NOW HER FIRST KIDS LIKE TWO YEARS OLD BECAUSE THE ORIGINAL KID THAT SHE AND LANCE FUCKED WAS DEAD YEAH IT DIED BUT SHE WENT TO A CLUB AND FUCKED DRUNK LANCE AGAIN AND LEFT OR SOMETHING GOD ONOWS WHAT HAPPENED CAUSE LANCE SURE AS HELL DOESNT SO NOW PIDGE IS LIKE OH MAYBE HE ISNT A SHITBAG AND LANCES LIKE HEY HOT MARRY ME AND SHES LIKE LOL OK SO THEY KISSED KISSED FALLED IN LOVED

Ikemen Sengoku Part 8 - Ishida Mitsunari Route

Mitsunari is hilarious. Everyone’s talking about how the heroine is so spunky or disrespectful to Nobunaga since she didn’t want to be touched by him, and Mitsunari just says, isn’t it nice that she’s making so many new friends😂 Aww she’s going to be taking care of Mitsunari! It’s expected considering his lifestyle in the other routes but it’ll still be nice to see🤣 LOLL when the heroine tried to give him breakfast and he immediately just thought she’s one of those cats he plays with when he’s reading, and starts petting her to stay still in his lap so he can finish reading, funniest thing was when the heroine thought it felt nice and was thinking whether she should say meow LOL🤣🤣🤣 Let’s see, he doesn’t eat on time, hasn’t slept in 3 days and can be so focused on something that he’ll forget about everything and not notice anything around him, yeah he’s a hard “pet” to take care of (as Ieyasu said🤣)

Mitsunari is such a gentle soul. Not only gentle, but very calm, observant and smart. He really helps out with the training of recruits by analysing what they lack, what problems they have and where each soldier shines best. Mitsunari really is so cool. It’s so cute how he’s listening to the heroine and seriously incorporating her into his life now. He’s eating with her and even making sure to sleep when she tells him to, that’s improvement! Omggg when he called her his significant other without really understanding what it truly implicates, but that doesn’t matter because his words after telling her how special she is to him and that he’s attracted to her, like dangg, he’s a natural lady killer🤣

Aww, Mitsunari is such a wholesome guy, lmao when he had bedhead and the heroine fixed it up for him and he said it felt nice but also funny haha, he’s unknowingly liking her slowly I guess🤣 So cute when Hideyoshi was impressed that he didn’t have bedhead lmao. Oh and Sasuke is so hilarious as usual! I love that he’s such a Sengoku Warlords fanboy so he and the heroine have endless things to talk about since she knows the real thing and he knows all the history hahaha, how cool to be able to compare it! I’m really happy that through Mitsunari, the heroine has realised how valuable and important knowledge is and that has made her motivated to broaden her medical knowledge so she can help the wounded since if she cannot stop the guys from going to war, she might as well try to prevent them and as many of their soldiers from dying.

I never thought that Mitsunari’s sword skills would be lacklustre compared to the others, but I do think it makes sense that he utilises his calm and logical analytical ability to fight against them through his wits and prediction on how the other would move to win against them rather than pure power, it sounds like his kinda style haha. I do enjoy how cute Ieyasu and Mitsunari’s relationship is though, Ieyasu always seems to “hate” Mitsunari but I think he understands him super well haha. Although Ieyasu was harsh, it’s true that Mitsunari should stand up for himself, not just for his own pride but also because it’s affecting his work, since these guys are bullying him and taking his report, that is intolerable considering how important of a war they are fighting etc. One thing I like about Mitsunari is that he doesn’t really know what these feelings he has for the heroine is, but every time he feels his affection for her grows, he would somehow compliment her or express how much he seems to be enamoured by her without knowing why, it’s pretty cute tbh.

Mitsunari will be the death of me, he’s so cute omg, like when he wanted to be closer to her but didn’t want to disrespect her by not regarding her with formality, but then he’s jealous that the other guys seem to be so chill with her, he’s so adorable~~ And then I died when he called her just by her name☺️ HAHAHA, I love Yukimura, lmao when she proudly showed him and Sasuke the fabric she is going to use to sew Mitsunari something, and they noticed it was for a guy, and the heroine was like, it’s not what you’re thinking, and Yukimura was like, what are you thinking we are thinking, and then he calls her a pervert😂😂😂 It’s so cute how well they are bonding with her giving him a gift and him not wanting to use it because he wants to treasure it, but then she promises that she’ll clean it, fold it and even make a new one for him if it were to get ruined, now that’s nice😍😍

So sad that Mitsunari is avoiding the heroine because he doesn’t know why he can’t concentrate and do anything when she’s near lol. Lmao when they went to war and Hideyoshi wanted to let Mitsunari and the heroine eat alone, so he made up some excuse about leaving something important in Ieyasu’s tent and the heroine was like, something important, does he mean Nobunaga?? Hahahaha! So nice and understanding of Ieyasu to go along with him so easily and bring their dinner along lmao. I actually really like how the heroine read all those books about war and medicine to understand this world better and how it works, as well as how to help the injured during the war since it’s not something that she can stop just because he wants it to, but by doing this, she also stays true to her interests by sewing something for Mitsunari. She wants to be useful and save as many people as she is able to and I think that’s really admirable of her. It’s also really nice to see Mitsunari’s role as a strategist and how important his quick thinking is, since it really helped to save the many soldiers out there.

It’s so cute how the heroine is starting to appreciate the way Ieyasu talks (just like Mitsunari!) and is able to see the positive side of his words and the true meaning of them hahaha. It’s natural for Mitsunari to blame himself for underestimating Kenshin and the way things went since it costed the soldiers their lives and he very nearly got himself and the heroine killed too! One mistake can be fatal in war… It’s just saddening to see him revert back to going about without sleep and food.. I guess a woman’s tears are a dangerous weapon! It made Mitsunari kiss her and then realise his feelings haha!

I really want to see Sasuke’s route, it just sounds so heartwrenching to hear that he’s been searching for her for four years because he felt guilty that she was dragged into this wormhole because of him. He’s such a responsible guy. Omg, I love the heroine, very smart of her to analyse the situation and tell her escorts to go inform Mitsunari and them that she has been kidnapped, instead of buying her useless time since she wouldn’t be able to outrun them anyway, also good for her to notice that they want her alive so they wouldn’t kill her at least. Thankfully it’s not a morbid game so nothing bad will really happen to her though. Knowledge is definitely the greatest weapon, and you can really see the kindness within Kennyo even though he’s been destroying villages in his plot for revenge.

I actually really like Kennyo, so when he showed her how healthy the cat she saved was, saying it was repayment for her tending to his wounds, I found it rather sweet. It was nice to see Mitsunari’s mistake before make him realise what he was missing in terms of strategy and his own goals. It’s great that he wants to create a better world but personal motivation is important as well, and so now that they have both responded to their feelings for each other, he’s realised that creating a world where she can be happy is something he personally wants to do and I think that’s great. LOL when Nobunaga asked what Mitsunari wants for a reward after the war and Mitsunari says the heroine, and Hideyoshi and Ieyasu are so shocked🤣🤣 Also crazy how honest Mitsunari is in front of them, telling them how much he wants her🤣🤣 It’s just crazy to think how he’s going to try and save as much people as he can, let’s see how it goes~

Romantic route: Cute to see everyone having a party getting along after resolving their differences temporarily because they all do not want to kill the Ikko Ikki. It was worth it for Mitsunari to risk his life for this temporary peace. Sometimes, I do feel like Ikemen Sengoku is way too “happy” though? Lol, I don’t even know if that can be considered a problem, but I guess, it’s all good.

Dramatic route: I barely started it but I like it much more than the romantic route already. I feel like the path Mitsunari chose towards this war aligned much more with his ideals than in the romantic route. It shows his self sacrifice, how determined he is to reaching peace with the least amount of bloodshed and actually achieving it by showing the Ikko Ikki who have been following Kennyo faithfully into realising that Kennyo is going down a path that he shouldn’t and that’s why they should stop the war. I really liked how the heroine played a part in convincing them too, by showing that Kennyo still has a heart, he’s just too burdened to allow it to hinder his greater goals. I really liked it.

I guess it really is the dramatic route, with some remnants of the Ikko Ikki refusing to back down and thus going after Mitsunari when there wasn’t much men with him, causing him and the heroine to run around and eventually jumping off a cliff to avoid them and the wormhole trying to get the heroine. Yep, that’s a lot of drama lol. At least, Mitsunari gets rewarded with land in the end so he asks the heroine to come to his castle with him, with the intention of getting married with her in the future~ I also love how they occasionally visit Kennyo (locked in the dungeons of Azuchi Castle) and they chat together so casually about cats but also about how Mitsunari is trying to accommodate all his brethren that had lost their homes with nowhere to go. It was so cute when he tried to tie her obi but had lots of trouble, and in the end the heroine reassured him that he’s a focused and capable man that can do so many things others can’t.

Overall, I quite liked Mitsunari’s route, I feel like it kind of fit his personality nicely. Although I’ll have to admit that he’s not my type so that made the romance very whatever to me, and the romance takes the main focus in the second part so yeah… But I did really enjoy how single minded he was and how the heroine wanted to learn more about strategy and war to help people, so I liked how proactive everyone was to achieving peace in that way. However the story did get a bit mundane on some parts because it was just uninteresting, so really, even though it was an okay route, there was nothing too great about it either tbh, so it’s definitely on the lower end of the spectrum for my ranking of the routes haha, but Mitsunari was cuteee~

Hey I was just wondering something about being genderqueer and using pronouns etc. I know you're also married so do you use the term "wife" or prefer another term? I'm just genuinely curious.

(edit: omg i wrote such a long answer hahahaha sorry, i sort of misread your question at first and then rambled a lot about my husband and our relationship and i’m not gonna erase it now because uh, i love chatting about my husband and my relationship because it makes me happy haha. but there is a tl;dr). 

Every genderqueer and/or nonbinary person is going to feel differently about stuff like this.

For starters, I should say that in my day to day life, which isn’t actually much like tumblr and the online world (at... all), I let people call me by she/her pronouns. I’m not ‘out’ as being genderqueer at work though I’ve talked to a few work friends about it, and I’m only now getting used to coming out to casual friends and people outside my super close circle (ironically maybe, I’ve been out and loud about being bisexual in every facet of my life since I was a teenager, like for a decade now, but gender and sexuality and my journey for each have looked different).

So my husband calls me she/her. I know some nonbinary people wouldn’t be chill with that, but pronouns aren’t something that induce dysphoria for me (some things do, but not that) so it hasn’t been super important. He knows I’m nonbinary and has always been accepting etc, but I’ve never asked him to call me they/them, nor have I asked it of my family and friends. It happens sometimes and I love it, but it’s also not something I focus on and worry about, especially because when it comes to like a work environment, I wouldn’t necessarily want my partner or pals to call me “them” and accidentally raise questions from people I don’t necessarily want to get into a complex discussion about gender with. I like to be able to to control those discussions.

(As time goes though, I may get more pushy about pronouns, since I’ve slowly gone from “she/her is fine” to “i don’t care, whatever goes” to “please call me they/them” online, and slowly gotten used to coming out to more people irl as well and being more pushy about certain things...).

ANyway.

More to your point, I don’t mind being called wife. I actually have super positive connotations for it when my husband calls me that, because he’s always so happy/smiley when he does. he loves that we’re married, that he gets to call me his wife. and that joy surrounding the word makes a huge difference?

but also, our relationship doesn’t have strong stereotypical gender roles in any sense. he does 99% of the cooking; i clean up after. i’ll be the breadwinner as soon as i’m done school (and hell my grad stipend amounted to more than he made last year, like, we’re broke). by the other token, he’s still got some of that “stereotypical bachelor” mindset about how he likes to spend money and i still spend an egregious amount getting my hair dyed and cut. i do 100% of the driving; he doesn’t have his license. he gardens and knows more about sewing and ironing than i ever will, and he helped me iron my interview clothes because i’m a lost cause with domestic stuff like that. i do more emotional labour though, and i’m good at it so i don’t mind falling into that role. 

like all people, we do some things that might seem to fit the mould and some that don’t, but in general we’re more atypical than not, i think, in part because of my gender identity maybe, but mostly just people we’re people (and he identifies as male but recognizes there are a lot of ways in which he’s gender-nonconforming and has had to deal with shitty people trying to impose those norms on him).

so when he calls me his wife, it feels really separate from the traditional social role of ‘wife’ and the imposition that might otherwise place on me. it feels so divorced from my gender itself, honestly. and gender roles feel so constricting. when straight people talk about wives and husbands and relationships and those roles, i’m often so hard into “cannot relate” territory it’s not funny. like unless it’s about particular details of emotional labour or finances, i’m just like... “okay can’t relate but i guess...”

so all of that makes a difference on how i feel about him calling me his wife, and people recognizing me as his “wife”. i’m happy and proud to be married to him, whatever word gets attached to it. the word husband wouldn’t really fit me despite the fact that some of my roles in our relationship are more stereotypical of husbands. the word wife doesn’t really fit except that it makes me think of him, and that makes me happy. i don’t know a gender-neutral term that would suit better except for “partner” and/or “other half” and i use those a lot actually, but still.

and i should say, before we were engaged, one night i told him i wasn’t his ‘girlfriend’, i was his partner, his person. i was experiencing some dysphoria around the word girlfriend, and he totally respected that. some days i could be his girlfriend because my identity has some fluidity, and i wanted him to introduce me to people as his girlfriend (again, controlling that discussion for when i’m ready to have it), but i needed him to see me as who i was. he had no qualms, of course. he’s always fully respected what i need for my gender identity.

and he didn’t even call me his fiancee lol, he just switched right over to ‘wife’ as soon as we were engaged (he’s adorable, i swear). and if i told him tomorrow that i can’t stand the word “wife” was a problem for me, he’d stop using it. that’s what makes it all okay for me, from him and from anyone else - it’s often less about the word itself than the connotations surrounding it and who is saying it and what they know about me. in my head, ‘wife’ isn’t even really gendered that much anymore, at least not in my relationship (whereas a word like Queen is? very gendered? idk why) so yeah, i’m good with it.

tl; dl because i just rambled for like 30 mins: i’m fine with the word ‘wife’ because i have a ton of positive connotations to it thanks to my awesome husband, but i’m almost at the point where i don’t ascribe gender to that word with respect to myself now. not all people will feel this way though, and i enjoy words like ‘partner’ and ‘other half’ quite a bit as alternatives.

Faith and Lies - Chapter II: A Feast Without Food Is NOT a Feast!

[[Continuation from this writing. I'm still not sure how to name this chapter-- Chapter DERP YOLO STORY TO CATCH UP- ok I will edit someday. How do monster eggs work? I MAKE THEM WORK LIKE POKEBALLS LOL, Reirei kind of turned... wibu? How does white herbs work to heal wounds? *RUBS ONTO SKIN* Noo Sacred, he is supposed to eat them! *SHOVES INTO MOUTH* Iyaa hentai!! Yamette~~!! ...who is Ragnis btw? I never heard of this name. How to write about an unknown person? /GETAXE ]]

In the afternoon of Sacred Blood’s return to her mansion after years of absence due to her mission in Arunafeltz, the Guillotine Cross Reiru and her best friend the Royal Guard Sacred were planning to have a feast in the evening to celebrate their reunion. “Reiru has eaten all the food, there is nothing left, master.” Riza, the Sohee serving as Sacred’ maid, informed her owner. “Ah…! Well, knowing my friend I did not expect there to be any food left to be honest. Riza, we will go buy food for the dinner. You will stay here.”

“Very well, master.” Riza bowed politely. “I apologize, I am leaving you alone once again, Riza. Oh... that reminds me. There is someone I have to introduce to you.” Sacred walked to one of her bags, she was carrying with her on her journey and rummaged inside it. The Royal Guard took out an oval object; it was a monster egg. Reiru glanced on it surprised. “Is this an ingredient for some special omelette?” “Oh, no! Hihi, must you always think of food, Reiru?” Sacred chuckled. “Master, this is a monster egg, isn’t it? What is inside of it…?” “You will see in a moment! Just a second, let me get an incubator.” Sacred left the room leaving Riza and Reiru in curiosity. After a moment Sacred returned followed by a woman wearing a crimson-colored kimono and very long black hair reaching to her knees. “May I introduce you to my new servant? Her name is Reirei. She will support Riza from today on.” “Konnichiwa, minna-san… It is my pleasure to meet you.” The woman bowed politely. Reiru and Riza stared at the new servant. She was a Miyabi Ningyo monster known to live in the far away island of Amatsu. “She is really pretty, master…” “You mean… ‘pretty’ scary-” Reiru commented whispering to herself as she noticed the creepy creature on the back of the head of the monster woman. “Uh, so you got another demon woman as pet, huh? If I wouldn’t know you, Sore, I would think something strange of you... thehe. But seriously you named her R… Reirei…? Another one starting with an “R”, huh?” “Hihi, hope you will all get along. The name Reirei is actually taken from your name, Reiru! Like I named Riza after my mother Frederica von Creutz. Oh and then there is Rhyrhy also, who is based on Rhyzern! I must introduce him to you too, when we get the opportunity.” “‘Rica’… ‘Riza’…? You just changed one letter…?” Reiru was kind of confused about the namings of her best friend. “...And who is Rhyrhy… or Rhyzern?” “Arigatou for your kind welcome. Ohh… Rhy-san is not here?” Reirei looked around looking for someone. “He was a great help during my mission. He is a Rune Knight, who I met in Rachel. We traveled together for a while till we arrived here in Prontera and then we sadly went separate ways.” “So you were traveling with some guy, huh? Was he good looking and nice? You sound like you were enjoying his company.” Reiru loved teasing her friend. “I-I did not mean it like that! I was just saying he is very skilled with spear and I have not met any Rune Knight yet who was fighting together with his red ferus partner side by side like this!” “‘Skilled with spear’…? I… see.” Reiru smirked. “He must be a really nice person, master.” “Anyways! Reirei will be staying with you Riza. She is very friendly and loves dolls, she also loves sewing dolls! I want to show her my collection later, hehe~ Could you please show her around the mansion Riza, while we are gone? I also want to give her a cute looking maid uniform later to wear~!” “Is this some kind of fetish…?” The purple haired guillotine cross muttered. “Sure, master. I wish that Reirei will feel like home in our mansion.” “Thank you, Riza!” “Hmm… You better tell me the story of how you found these two “maids” later, Sore! I’m curious how an Odin devoted Royal Guard like you is keeping all these demon woman as pets! I hope you won’t get a Succubus next for your collection, huhu~!” “Huh, S-succubus?! I would never keep such a filthy and indecent demon in my mansion! Riza and Reirei might be demons, but you should not judge a book by its cover! Remembering all the troubles we went through I suppose this will be a long evening with a lot of story telling.” ~~~ Sacred and Reiru left together to buy food in the prontera market, while the other two girls waited for them inside the mansion. They walked together through the crowded market to find the ingredients they need. “Walking with you here… feels so safe!” Reiru looked around her surroundings very carefully. “HEY AREN’T YOU THAT THIEF?!” Some merchant from the side shouted pointing at Reiru. “Thief, where?!” Sacred took out her sword, prepared to fight and guard the people in need. “S-sore-- calm yourself! Let’s walk faster! I can already smell some delicious food nearby!” Reiru nervously pushed her best-friend through the crowds trying to get away fast from the angry merchant, who recognized Reiru. Seeing Sacred’s spicky armor, the people on the street immediately took a step away from the Royal Guard to their own safety. “Huuuuh…? Did he mean you…?” The armored woman looked quite confused, while being pushed along the way still, just realizing that there was no thief seen and and angry merchant chasing them for a moment, but then gave up after a few meters losing sight of them in the crowd. “Did you cause troubles again, my dear friend?” Sacred figured, since her best friend was known to steal food in the past from the merchants and many times the Royal Guard went to pay the merchants as redemption. “Hihihi-- well not veeeery recently! However I guess I’m pretty much a known thief here by now! People should not over exaggerate just because I took an apple or two.” Reiru scratched her head feeling a bit embarrassed, that she was caught a few times just because she forgot to use her hide skill. At that very moment a loud “OUCH!!” was heard coming from a male voice, who was calling out in pain. Sacred's sturdy plated armor, which had some spikes on its curves, accidentally poked a stranger who was in their way. “Oh no-- I apologize, Sir! Are you okay-?” The man before them was a Mastersmith rather tall in height; a familiar dark blue color, with light blue highlight coated his hair. The ache was making him cringe, sitting on the ground. “Urgh, no not really- I’m kind of bleeding here-- haha... This is the very first time a pretty lady stabbed me right into my chest...!” Even though he was in pain, the man still jested. “Oh no… we must treat his wounds!” Sacred was shocked seeing the wound, she caused on his body, which was already covered with bandages on his chest. The wound was exactly on a part, which was not covered with his bandages. She kneeled down to him, rummaged in her bag to find a box with a salve made of white herbs, which she rubbed on the wound. It was well-known for their medication effect on external wounds. “AAh- You could be more gentle to me lovely angel-- This hurts even more!” “If it burns it is doing its work. Your pain will ease very soon with this ointment.” “Ragnis, what are you doing here?!” “Oooh hey! Reiru, there you are! I was worried since you suddenly disappeared without a word! Thought this guy did something to ya again….” “Oh… you are Sir Ragnis? I wondered, why you look so familiar. Maybe I should ask for another commission to craft a certain sword or spear, if you are free to work on it.” “I am glad you remember me and seeing you doing well, Lady Sacred! It is an honor to me to be remembered by a Lady like you are, who is also interested in my work! I will create the best weapon ever just for you!” “She only remembered you because I brought up your name, silly…! But yeah… I actually wanted to return fast after checking something, so yeah... sorry to make you worried about me, Ragnis.” Sacred giggled after hearing Ragnis words. “I heard of your heroic deeds, Sir Ragnis. You protected my best friend Reiru, while I was gone and prevented terrible events to happen. I thank you so very much! I just returned today to prontera, so we had the idea to do a little “welcome back” celebration. This is the reason, why Reiru and I were on our way to buy the necessary food for the preparations for dinner. Mind to join our little celebration? It would be rude for us to not invite Reiru’s hero! I also want to hear more stories about what happened.” Sacred friendly smiled at Ragnis and offered her his hand to help him get back up. “You don’t really have to thank me, a prince must help the damsel in distress! I surely cannot decline your offer, Lady Sacred! I’m very honored!” Ragnis took her hand and the sturdiness of Sacred’s gauntlet combined with her strength made him clench his teeth, being a little bit intimidated of her strength. “Hurgh… for a pretty lady you surely have a firm grip. I am amazed by you, Lady Sacred.” “She almost killed you and crushed your hand, but you are still flirting with her, huh? You surely are a weirdo.” Reiru commented, while watching the scene between them. “Let’s go then and get what we need, I’m getting hungry!” The Guillotine Cross walked ahead. “Hihi, that’s so typical Reiru! She is always hungry and getting fast impatient! She is like a hungry wolf, who will eat us if we do not provide any meal soon!” Sacred and Ragnis followed after Reiru, who couldn’t wait for their feast in the evening.