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distant-velleity · 4 months

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Stay With Me

Summary: Santiago and Chrysos have a lot of feelings to work out. Spoiler alert: they still don't confess. Word count: 2.6k Warnings: major character not-actually death (this is my Boxing Day gift to you all) A/N: I wish I could've put Major Character Death as a real warning. Alas... such is life. Anyway :) I'm super done with writing this, I don't wanna keep going insane, I'm just gonna post it as is. It's actually pretty tame for angst on my part. Enjoy!! Tagging: @thehollowwriter (finn mention!!!) @kitwasnothere and @nahelenia as my top 3 murderers <3

When Santiago comes to, groggy and lightheaded, he’s greeted by the watered-down sun filtering through the seas of Octavinelle above him. Bird and sky separated only by the glass and several gallons of water, his limbs sure feeling as distant and heavy as the ocean.

Ah, he thinks, ever-intelligently. How did I end up here…?

He can’t quite remember. All of his recent memories are escaping like soap bubbles in the wind.

While he racks his brain trying to figure it out, someone approaches and kneels next to him. A single glance at the person’s blonde hair and red eyes tells Santiago all he needs to know.

“Sorry about that,” Chrysos says, monotone as always. It’s hard to tell if the merman really is sorry or not. “I usually don’t get normal customers involved when 86’ing nuisances.”

Santiago can’t help the smirk that comes to him all too easily. “Are you sure I wasn’t the nuisance?”

“Hard to say,” replies Chrysos with an amused huff. He stands back up and offers Santiago a hand, to help him stand up.

Something about it feels off—maybe because Chrysos’ gaze seems so benevolent, that he seems so unbothered about gently helping someone he’d normally be too embarrassed or proud to. Still, Santiago laughs and sits up. “Tight-lipped as always,” he comments, and reaches for Chrysos’ hand, pulling himself up to stand.

They hold hands for a moment longer than they need to. It feels, if he dares to admit it just to himself, nice—

“Hold it.”

As if he’s been burned, Santiago jumps away from Chrysos at the sound of Azul’s voice. Approaching them are the Octavinelle housewarden and his entourage of three.

Santiago notices, with a distant sense of dread, that he’s never seen Chrysos look so furious and disappointed upon seeing his upperclassmen.

“Get back, Parrotfish,” Floyd warns. “That’s not the right Lionfishie to be getting all buddy-buddy with.”

How odd. Why would Floyd, of all people, go out of his way to warn him?

Santiago glances at the Octaquartet, then at Chrysos, whose expression is steadily darkening.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” Chrysos says coldly.

“My, my.” Jade conceals his magic pen, clasped tightly in one hand, beneath the other. “There’s no need for that frigid tone. I’m sure we’re already on the same page.”

“No?” interjects Santiago. “No, we’re not. What’s going on?”

Finn looks him dead in the eye and then cocks his head towards Chrysos.

Santiago turns back around, and everything changes.

Where Chrysos was just standing as normal, there’s suddenly inky shadows surrounding the Octavinelle freshman. His eyes flare red-and-yellow as the ink (no, blot) viciously wraps around him in strands to form a cocoon of sorts. Santiago staggers back when the cocoon contracts, a dark purple haze spreading throughout the area and blocking out the sun. The whole dorm is plunged into a deep-sea darkness.

It’s Chrysos and a towering Phantom now, him hovering a little too close to the glowing pendant around its neck for anyone’s liking.

“We’re running out of time,” Azul says grimly. “Our fight from earlier didn’t do anything—”

“I’ll help fight him if it cuts down on time,” Santiago immediately declares without missing a beat. “If it saves his life.”

“Of course you would. Well, stay sharp, then.”

And Santiago tries, of course—

—but it doesn’t stop him from misfiring at some point, trying to hit the Phantom, only for it to grab Chrysos with a sickening crunch of his ribs and hold him up in range of the destructive fire spell. Santiago can only watch as it strikes Chrysos indiscriminately.

The resulting wail of agony is bloodcurdling and unbearable, but not nearly as much as when the Phantom moves a thrashing Chrysos closer and closer to its chest, a gaping hole like a beast’s maw forming there, the pendant dangling right before it.

“Wait—”

It’s what all the teachers warn about when they discuss the occurrences of Overblots. Defeat the Phantom, and the victim will come out unscathed. Take too long to destroy it, and the Phantom will… will…

Chrysos is brought to that gap, drawn in like an object near a black hole.

Santiago can’t breathe.

He can’t bring himself to close his eyes either. Even when a sinking feeling blossoms in his stomach, gripping him with all the force of a predator’s claws.

The ‘hand’ of the Phantom squeezes, another crunch of body parts that shouldn’t be breaking—

“Don’t you dare take him—let him go—” Santiago begs, but it’s useless.

The Phantom simply. Tucks Chrysos away in itself like nothing. Ignorant to his furious, fearful screams.

The hole in its chest closes over with viscous blot.

Santiago can’t look away.

“Ah… Ahh…”

can’t

look

away—

“AAAAAHHHHH—!!!”

A guttural scream tears its way out into the open from Santiago’s raw throat, burning and hoarse and painful. Still begging for a life not his own, his eyes fly open as he sits up in a grieving frenzy. “Chrysos, please, don’t leave—!”

“I’m right here,” calls a familiar voice from beside him, miraculously free of its terrifying Overblot overlay. It’s melodious and soothing, easy on the ears, just when he thought he’d never hear it again.

“You—” Santiago’s hand shoots out without thinking, clamping down on Chrysos’ where it was gripping the edge of his blanket.

…his… blanket…?

Only then does Santiago realize, half-delirious, that he’s on a bed in the school infirmary. He’s not in Octavinelle, he’s not surrounded by torrents and mists of pure blot. The air is clear here, and the sun is shining bright and pleasant through the windows like it does through the forest canopy back home. Although his lungs still burn a little, everything’s okay.

And, looking at the boy sitting right next to him—Chrysos is okay. He’s alive.

In silent awe, Santiago squeezes the cold, ungloved hand in his a little more tightly.

He’s alive.

Chrysos bites his lower lip and pointedly avoids looking at their joined hands. “What a nightmare you were having,” he says, false indifference in his tone. “Screaming like that… You’re lucky the nurse isn’t in right now.”

Santiago blinks. “A nightmare?”

“Yes. You were trembling and crying out in your sleep. If it weren’t the first time you’d shown any signs of movement in days…” Chrysos trails off, brows pressed tightly together.

Putting aside the fact that it was all little more than a bad dream, thank the Great Seven— “What do you mean, in days?” Santiago echoes disbelievingly. “I don’t even know how I ended up here, and you’re telling me I’ve been unconscious for days? Hello? Way to hit me with the double whammy.”

It was an attempt to lighten the mood for both their sakes, but when the corners of Chrysos’ mouth twitch downwards and his lips thin in a stressed frown, Santiago immediately realizes he’s said something either really wrong or really stupid. Or both.

“You don’t remember what happened at the SDC?” asks Chrysos. “Weren’t you there? You know, for Schoenheit’s Overblot, like Yu said…”

Santiago’s eyes widen. He only slightly loosens his grip on Chrysos’ hand a second later. “Oh, you mean—”

Toxic purple mist surrounded them, reeking of a sickly sweet concoction.

More saccharine still was the smile on Vil’s face. Even as blot dripped down his snow-white face from beneath his elaborate crown, he still found it in himself to pursue being the fairest one of all.

Showing simultaneously all and nothing of his burning jealousy and bitterness.

“—yeah, I remember,” he continues, letting out a laugh with no real humor in it. “I even remember getting a faceful of poisonous mist and then passing out right after the awards ceremony ‘cause I tried to act tough.”

“At least your brain wasn’t permanently damaged. That’s good,” remarks Chrysos with a half-hearted smirk. “Maybe you’ll be out of here sooner than I thought.”

No, there was definitely a screw knocked loose if Santiago was imagining Chrysos Overblotting in place of Vil… much less sobbing desperately at the possibility of his death…

…Santiago swallows, mouth suddenly dry for no good reason. “Uh-huh? I don’t know, I still feel a little off.”

He nearly jumps out of his skin when Chrysos suddenly leans forward, hand subconsciously moving at lightning speed to place itself on Santiago’s wrist. “You still feel off? You’re not messing with me, are you?” he asks, voice demanding with a hint of… something else. “I swear, I will have the nurse over here faster than—”

“Whoa! Don’t get your boxers in a twist, jeez!” Santiago exclaims, and Chrysos halts immediately. “Am I still dreaming? Did you just gaslight me into thinking this is reality? I mean, seriously, I don’t think I’ve ever seen you this worried about me.”

“I’m not worried,” retorts Chrysos, although the watery look in his eyes as he tries to meet Santiago’s gaze says otherwise. And where there would normally be an underlying bite to his tone, it’s totally absent. “Isn’t it fair to ask questions when a certain someone has been unconscious for days?”

Nevermind, I’m definitely not still dreaming.

“So you’ve been worried about me. Got it.” Hopefully that isn’t giddiness bubbling up in his chest, despite—or because of—the way Chrysos sputters out another denial, because it sure as hell is conflicting with his sense of spite. “Why don’t you save any of it for yourself? You’ve been a resident here way more often than me.”

Chrysos stiffens, before puffing up a little; chin lifted indignantly and gaze judgmental. Santiago wouldn’t have it any other way.) “I was conscious all those times and did not actively inhale dangerous toxins made by a very powerful mage.”

Seriously, this guy… Santiago shakes his head. “Dude, I heard you nearly turned yourself into sand that one time, also because of ‘a very powerful mage.’ I saw for myself when you could’ve died fighting Jamil or Overblotted at the same time and had to stay in the infirmary for a very lengthy check-up. You know, you—”

died in my dream because of me and I would never forgive you or myself for that matter if that actually happened,

“—are a grade-A idiot getting hung up on the wrong details,” he decides to say instead. “One of these days, you’re gonna end up back here and I’m gonna get to say ‘I told you so.’”

“Hmph.” Chrysos scoffs and turns his head away. To anyone else, it might look aristocratically prim and stuck-up in the way his hair tosses slightly. “You wouldn’t come running to my bedside crying out my name, then?”

It’s Santiago’s turn to stiffen, feeling called out in too many ways. “...fuck, I forgot you heard me talking in my sleep. Well…” He pauses, searching for an appropriate response. “I would if you wanted me to.” He doesn’t have time to appreciate how smooth that was on his part before his traitorous mouth moves faster than his brain, going right ahead and saying, “And I’d still do it even if you didn’t want me to, ‘cause if you die on me I’m absolutely going to—”

Crap! Backtrack, backtrack, backtrack!

He shuts up immediately before he can incriminate himself any more, pursing his lips and watching carefully for signs of a negative reaction.

Almost too neutrally, Chrysos glances back over at him from the corner of his eyes, the piercing look in his irises only partially hidden by his lashes. “...You really would be that concerned?”

“Maybe,” Santiago answers, pasting on a nervous smile.

“‘Maybe’ isn’t an acceptable response.” Chrysos looks him straight in the eyes. His hand feels warmer, for some reason. “Don’t be shy. What would you do?”

Santiago huffs defensively. “Fancy that, you telling me to not be shy—”

“Santiago. Stop messing with me already.”

That tone, desperate and curious and impatient all in one, is singlehandedly more commanding than any other order Santiago has ever gotten in his life.

The beastman slumps back against the headrest, being sapped of his will to argue. He already knows it’s pointless. It’s kind of hard to beat around the bush when the bush has already slapped you in the face with a very thorny nightmare. “Miss you, probably. I mean, I dreamed about it, but…”

He thinks about the way he screamed and forced himself to wake up because that scenario had seemed so real. Probably can only begin to describe whatever he was feeling.

“...Well. You’re the only person who’s ever gotten me, y’know, so don’t die because you couldn’t help yourself. I don’t wanna have to cope with my dream becoming reality. Please,” he finishes lamely.

“Oh.” Chrysos stares blankly at him for a moment, then at their hands. “...oh,” he repeats, in a much quieter ‘sudden realization’ sort of voice.

Santiago squints at him. “Dude. What kind of guy tells his buddy to open up about his feelings in such a pleading tone and then is surprised when he actually opens up about it?”

“The one right next to you who was expecting his buddy to dodge the question again.”

“Tell me something I don’t know,” Santiago replies, rolls his eyes.

Chrysos worries his bottom lips, gaze shifting to the side suspiciously quickly. It looks like he’s considering something.

“...Are you taking that literally?” Santiago wants Chrysos to take what he said literally, to be honest, but that’s beside the point.

“Because you’re so dense, yes,” Chrysos snaps back. His free hand comes up to tug one of his curls closer to his face in that bashful way he always does. “If you died like you could’ve from Schoenheit’s poison, I would march right over to the afterlife and drag you back into the world of the living. Then I’d beat you into the ground for hurting me like that. Your ass is not leaving this life until I say it’s okay to. Does that make enough sense to you?”

“I don’t remember the story of the musician and his muse being this violent,” mutters Santiago, feeling incredibly touched despite the brash nature of that admission. Or maybe because of it.

Chrysos’s cheeks flush as red as the ends of his hair. “You asked. I delivered. Look who’s being a hypocrite now.”

“Touché.”

It feels like something between them has… changed, when they both fall silent for lack of things to say. Not in the terrifying way Santiago’s surroundings shifted during his nightmare, but a change for the better. Like a burden has been lifted off his shoulders, making the silence bearable.

“I… think I may need to go,” Chrysos says, a dusting of pink still on his face. Maybe because he’s spoken too much, or at least by his own standards. He stands up, letting go of Santiago’s hand. “Culture fair and. All that. You know how it is. I’ll see you—”

“Wait a minute.”

Santiago reaches out and, instead of just grabbing, intertwines their fingers. His longer ones settle perfectly between Chrysos’ knuckles as if they were meant to be there.

The merman goes still.

“Hypothetically,” Santiago begins, “if I asked you to stay a little longer—would you say yes?”

Chrysos’ mouth opens, freezes, and then closes. When he next speaks, it’s slow and cautious, like he’s testing out how the words actually feel. Testing the waters. “In this hypothetical scenario… I could be convinced to stay. Possibly.”

“Cool. So don’t run away just yet. Stay here with me.”

They make eye contact.

“...How persuasive. Well—” Chrysos sighs and sits back down, before offering Santiago a small smirk. Barely noticeable, but there. “It seems like I’ve actually got plenty of time to spare all of a sudden.”

Santiago can’t help but smile too.

#kai's writing #twisted wonderland #twst #twst oc #santiago parro #chrysos pendentif #with a minor guest appearance from #finn clearcove #canon character appearances <3 too lazy to tag once again #bro. these. these freaking two.#santiago 'i cope using humor because i don't think my true feelings are socially acceptable to talk about' parro #and chrysos 'i am going to go ten different kinds of insane if this bird doesn't speak clearly to me' pendentif #theyre FINALLY getting over themselves a little #santiago: im going to hide how i feel about this! he'll never know!#santiago when chrysos deems the situation dire enough to actually sniff out his bullshit: ...fuck #ill stop going insane in the tags but #these two are literally an inch away from just confessing 💀 im so done with them

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wasyago · 11 months

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the brainrot won

#GUY S i know i haven't posted anything in a while and thats because im working on a big cool project that i really want to finish without-#distractions. but uh. as you can see. ive been distracted 😔. still working on it tho!!!! and im very happy with it turns out its just-#super time and energy consuming so ive tried to limit my intake of other media to not make myself want to draw other stuff #i also haven't read the last two (two already?????) chapters of RnS and im very sad about it and i want to read it but you know that if i-#read it ill want to make fanart and then ill never finish my project :(#SO. sorrey for the lack of art itll be coming when im free to draw!!!!!!!#but also. yes ive watched new life because i dont want to go insane with nothing but this project on my mind and umm. had to take a little-#break to do a couple designs for fun... and to switch it up a bit because for real im going insane i think #ALSO. friend got me into zelda botw and i haven't played a whole lot yet (because project) but ive tried to take some inspiration for-#designs from there. at least for joel and scott. everyone else not so much...#WELL ANYWAYS this is getting long. i should really stop rambling in the tags and just make separate posts for all this but i dont want to #umm. tags.#new life smp #smallishbeans #mythical sausage #geminitay #pearlescentmoon #smajor1995 #inthelittlewood #my art #sketch

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heartorbit · 9 months

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so when's the wxs phantom of the opera set

#project sekai #pjsk #prsk #emu otori #tsukasa tenma #nene kusanagi #rui kamishiro #ruis hair continues to piss me off forever. and ever #Yes i stole their phantom outfits from the revue gacha game. Whos gonna stop me. I WAS SO MAD THAT PHANTOM NANA IS AN OBSOLETE CARD OK #the discerning revsta + pjsekai fan can see i gave emu nanas outfit and rui michirus. Becaude i am crazy. Edel de/light was crazy.#polysho #proseka #why are there so many fuckfign tags. Why so tagging. -the tumbler #Ok sorry #Watch me go insane. Phantom is such a fucking rui role inknow ok i know i know. thats why i gave it to him. but also. I have emu disease #INSTEAD OF THE BRAINTHEREIS EMUUUUUU!!!!!!#Trying to figure out if i should render these and how sucked. cause the first one was drawn on paper and scanned . i shoildve just left itA #Its ifne idekc. I did another emu phantom drawing but i dont feel like posting it alone so ill have to draw more of this. bye #i dont even like the phantom. and i want to kill andrew llyoyid webber with a hammer. And so should you

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m3llowm1sh · 3 months

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MERCH DROP MERCH DROP YIPPEEE

GRAARGGARHHHFHHHFHDGJFJ 🫶🫶🫶🫶🫶🫶🫶🫶 HI MAXIMO LUCKY JONRONERO SAVE ME MAXIMO LUCKY JONRONERO I LOVE YOU FOREVER LUCKY JONRONERO oh yeah and miners there too hi miner i GUESS.

#rhythm doctor #rhythm doctor lucky #rhythm doctor miner #rhythm doctor hailey #rhythm doctor logan #rhythm doctor ada #<- theyre so small in the official art and i did NOT do them justice im so sorry guys 😭#miner scales #mish's art tag #the bg is giving project sekai tbh #anyways. i dont need it. i dont need it i dont need it I NEEEEEEEEEEEEED IT #i already got the working remotely shirt recently but I LITERALLY NEED THIS ONE SOOOOOOOOOOO BAD #LIKE I WAS THINKING TO MYSELF THAT IF ACT 5/LUCKY MERCH DROPPED ID DEFINITELY GO INSANE. AND YEAH. IM GOING INSANE.#ITS BEEN LIKE 3 HOURS AND I HAVENT STOPPED BEING GIDDY ABOUT THEM hejhefbasnnkjfdasm #the official art is NOT helping at all like theyre so. theyre soooooooooo theyre ssososoossoos *dies*#sorry im like not ok about them ill never be ok about them tbh 😭😭

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skitskatdacat63 · 1 year

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I literally can't stop thinking about this sequence of pictures, actually completely brainrotting me

#ever since i watched aus 2009 i cant stop scrolling back up in my gallery to stare at these #like pics that genuinely make me roll around on my bed and squeal #GAHHHHHH LIKE THE WAY SEB IS GRINNING UP AT AND HESITANTLY PLACING HIS HAND ON HIS CHEST #AND THEN JENSON NOTICES AND MY GOD THE WAY HES LOOKING AT HIM I CANT I CANT #THE WAY THEYRE SMILING AT ESCH OTHER IM GONNA LOSE IT #AND LOOK HOW HARD JENSE IS GRIPPING HIM GODDDDDDDD #like i really cant express in words how these make me feel its actually just *tv static noises*#i feel like im grinning so hard looking at these that im gonna explode #(also @grace if you see these: ive been reading solar flare lately and GOD YOURE SO RIGHT WHEN YOU REFERENCED IT)#(theres this part where mark says to jb that hes been looking up podium/press pics of them online)#(and that they look like theyre in love HE IS LITERALLY ME FRRRRRR LIKE IM GOING INSANE OVER IT)#(these pics brainrotted me before i started reading it but reading it has only made it 100x worse/better)#anyways i really really like 2009 sebson they're so endearing to me 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭#ig its just smth about how theyre so affectionate with each other despite being each others rivals #like constantly patting/nudging/hugging each other IM GONNA CRYYYYY IM GONNA EXPLODEEEE #i put these pics in the comp i made if seb but like bcs of the magnitude to which they affect me i needed to make a posr for them #just imagine me wailing and losing my mind irl and in these tags sob sob sob #if i stay committed w watching races ill just keep on going to the end of the v8 era so dw my wailing can only get worse :D #every time i scroll up out of the tags to look at the pics again i feel my heart skipping a bit HDJFKGKGKGL #anyways unhinged wdym unhinged :)#f1 #formula 1 #sebastian vettel #jenson button #jb22 #sv5 #sebson #2009 australian gp

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the-voidwalkerr · 1 month

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Does anyone ACTUALLY gaf about my own ocs that like... AREN'T associated into a fandom bcuz. Like. Shows you my oc.

Click for uhh better view. He's a satyr GRRR I LOVE SATYRS WITH MY HEART. MY HEART AND SOUL BELONGS TO THESE THINGS HUHHHH... I like him a normal amnt... You can kinda tell I suck at drawing cowboy hats btw but idrc 😂😂

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left-twin · 1 year

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did they have to Do That on the fuckin soundtrack cover

#cant stand these bitches (affectionate) (insane) (full of lust)#LOOK AT THEMMMGMFHGKFJH LOOKA ATAHA OUGHFSA AGUGHHGFGHFJ #they never stop hanging all over each other but i still see them do shit like this and go OMG!!! OH MY GOD!! LOOK!! LOOK!! OMG!!#hikakao #fine ill put this in the tag

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pillowenvelopchair · 6 months

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Hey guys!! this is just my insane ramble on Still Waters Run Deep that's made by the lovely @un-local. I've had so so sooooo many thoughts about this fic and I decided to try and put it all coherently in a post :)

Probably not a lot of new insights, just many, many rambles

Magdalene analysis and her view on Rogier + some other stuff

Magdalene, at the start of the story, is aimless and refuses to follow any line of Grace, putting off whatever it leads to and going in the opposite direction. Yet Grace is fickle, and it all eventually converges, so she gives in. (aaaand a life-changing partnership ensues)

She wants out of the competition of becoming Elden Lord, and she wants nothing to do with it. Someone else to take lordship is what she wants. Magdalene, in her eyes, is not worthy to take the throne. But Rogier on the other hand…

Rogier is, quite literally, built different. He thinks differently compared to Magdalene (a STR vs INT user difference lol). He’s able to pick out all the details that she would miss. Be able to extrapolate and examine it all and be able to learn from it. Magdalene can't do that.

It's basically:

Rogier: says some fun facts about the most random thing in the room, saying all the history behind it, and what the tiny details could mean Magdalene: yeah, that's a rock.

So instead, she becomes a tool for Rogier to be able to use, because that's the least she can do for him.

“She can already feel the faint grin forming on her lips at the thought. She never wanted to be Elden Lord. She’d finally picked up and followed grace to... to get away, with no idea what it called her to do. When Melina told her where it led her, she felt only dread. But Rogier... To save Those Who Live in Death... Two birds, one stone. She meets his eyes, and doesn’t look away. In them, she doesn’t see pride, or avarice. She doesn't see a man who wants to rule the world. Not at all. The path forward is clear now.” -Chapter 22

For once, she really sees a light from the dark future she sees. She's hopeful that she won't have to take the throne, that Rogier can burden it instead of her. He's worthy in her eyes and because of that, she devotes herself to him with all she can do. (Ah but… I believe Rogier wants her to be Elden Lord? Not sure but her not wanting to be Elden Lord doesn’t quite fit with what he has planned)

Magdalene really holds onto Rogier, and his guidance (a comfort wizard, if you will). And so the idea that he won’t make it… that she’ll be left alone with Grace again, forced to join back into the competition for lordship... It's sickening to her. So she really clings to him, desperate to not be left alone with a destiny that she despises.

Magdalene is always pulled into different directions. Grace pulls her to one but she pulls herself to the opposite one. Fia and D are both on extreme sides of the spectrum on Rogier's survival, and Magdalene is caught right in the middle of it.

But for her, Rogier will survive, he has to survive otherwise... that light, that small hope she has will all fade into obscurity.

Ghosts from the past (Lorens and Ida)

I absolutely love how something, or rather, someone haunts both of them.

Lorens had been the catalyst of all of what Rogier does now. Why he’s so desperate to save those who live in death. He's literally devoted his body and mind to Lorens just to see him alive (maybe Rogier's devoting all of himself to finding a solution to death because he wants it to come back to the old times when it was just him and Lorens in the Rise, or maybe not!! I'm just rambling lol).

Every thought of Lorens is painted with a sort of bittersweetness to it. From Rogier's perspective, at the very least (I'm super curious as to how Lorens would view Rogier but we'll probably never get it because... you know...). He's almost obsessed with him, and it's all pretty unhealthy lol.

Magdalene, who’s haunted by Ida who's probably a sort of lover that hadn't been fully brought to fruition. Different opinions on what they have had made Magdalene leave with (from what I have seen at least, we have scrapes of her, people! I can't wait to see more of Ida though)

Now with Ida... Magdalene absolutely shakes herself out of every thought she has about Ida. Spurning every single thought or imagination she has of that woman.

"Nausea comes in waves. Fever. She can feel delirium taking her—she’s convinced she’s submerged in the very waters of creation, for a while. She vividly feels herself sinking deeper and deeper into a current; cold and dark and inescapable. As it pulls her down, she’s overcome with the instinct to breathe it in— Against her temple she feels a hand, with gentle fingers dragging softly through her hair. Suddenly, every layer of the dream collapses in on itself, and she jolts awake with a gasp. Here, in Liurnia, she hauls herself up, rubbing at her face. Even the memory is a shock of cold water to her. She’s a woman haunted." -Chapter 23

(I just really love this part- I can't help it)

I think it's also really interesting how Magdalene leaves Ida due to their differences in what they have (?) while Rogier just absolutely hangs onto Lorens no matter what, despite him being... er... him. Not so sure about his personality with the small flashbacks we get of him but he’s probably not good for Rogier.

In short, Rogier venerates Lorens, while Magdalene absolutely rejects Ida. (Opposites!)

Rogier’s overthinking

Also found it interesting that when Rogier thinks he really thinks. He's a professional overthinker, even in the past

"He thinks of the labyrinthian etiquette, the way he’d triple-check every sentence for a double meaning. The secrets, the ruthless political schemes. It all felt like a spider’s web to him. He’d learned the game, and he played it well, but it had been nothing but paranoia and misery for him. Just like it was for everyone else." -Chapter 17

It's what's kept him alive (Ch. 17), and what's been able to pave the way for his findings Yet, it’s also his curse. He tries to pick out every detail that he can and think of every possible reason or motivation. Every single outcome he just needs to know so that he won't get caught by surprise again. He needs to be in control of the situation, he needs to be the master of the chessboard.

Oh and once this guy spirals, he really spirals. He starts thinking and looking at details, rewinding every single thing, every interaction, and trying to label a reason for every little thing. Yet... something emotional seems to break the surface of the water.

I personally think that he was raised to overthink. He was a noble after all, and he dealt with politics. He truly needed to check, double check, triple check, every single sentence and word in case it would have a double meaning. "He’d learned the game, and he played it well" (Ch. 17) . Getting worse after Lorens' death, being fooled by "Only a cut." (Ch. 25) and seeing the aftermath of it.

He can't not do it because if he doesn't, and he gets surprised it would break him (or at the very least, freak him out).

ALSO!! Rogier hating on "saccharine conversations" (Ch. 17) good lord. This guy cannot be real with anyone. Rogier refuses to show vulnerability because:

1. He was raised like that (the whole attachment theory thing) 2. He will absolutely break if he does

Do you guys remember when Fia tells Magdalene that "dear Rogier began to weep as he spoke" (Ch.14)? Fia saw through Rogier's walls through the cracks and he just absolutely breaks down. (Get yourself a man who, after "embracing" tells you all about this thing he's obsessed about and then cries because of it)

It's a mortifying ordeal, that someone's able to see through the walls you've meticulously put up. It hits something deep within that he’s tried to bury.

Despite the walls he puts up people other than Fia see through them. Magdalene (Ch.7) was able to see through the small cracks that have broken, and Roderika... hoo she really hit a nerve didn’t she? (But it also hit one of her nerves too, Rogier vs Roderika am I right?)

Chapter 17 analysis

Also, while we’re on the topic of Roderika, let's talk about chapter 17! Seems I have a lot to talk about.

I absolutely love this chapter so much, it gives us so much insight into Rogier's backstory and the way he thinks. His noble background really shines through here, with how he acts with Roderika who is a fellow ex-noble too.

"His grin is wide and carefree, but it rather feels like he's baring his teeth. There’s no room for your pity here." -Chapter 17

This guy cannot accept any sign of sympathy/compassion with anyone. It's all pity to him, and he absolutely hates pity. Once Roderika starts to console him too it sickens him and it makes him bare his teeth like an animal, his baser instinct showing just a little bit.

He’s probably bore his teeth to other nobles in the court, or whatever meetings they have with one another. Small threats that get the message across by a vicious smile, is something he is all too familiar with.

I also think that it's a little bit funny how he gives advice to Roderika but then is also a little bit of a hypocrite about it

“It’s hard, to leave it behind. But the old world will keep its claws in you, if you let it.” -Chapter 17

Rogier while it's not his past life that he's stuck but rather, he is stuck on Lorens. Even though Rogier is no longer Lorens' student, even though Lorens is dead, he still has his claws on Rogier. It's his entire motivation, why he's in a "pathetic" state now. He isn't letting those claws go, he lets them dig deeper within him, and they dig in deep.

“You already have it within you," he says. "They were only trying to bury it.” -Chapter 17

Rogier immediately buries his own emotions in this interaction when Roderika tries to console him lol. Just based off of him being an ex-noble and his whole family thing, it's well established that he is very much used to burying it all down his gullet. I mean, is it really Rogier without emotional suppression?

Also Rogier tends to close off all the matters that relate to what he feels in his dialogue both in game and in SWRD. This guy cannot let out just a slight moment of vulnerability

A Color Theory Thing on my read on Rogier's garb:

Rogier, with his background being grounded in nobility has suppressed his baser desires in exchange for meaningless political schemes that have only brought him misery. Yet after coming to these lands, he finds himself with Lorens.

He wears a Raya Lucarian Robe and it has red on it. It's a sign of baser instincts being shown for once. He has grown an infatuation with Lorens despite being his student.

Yet, Rogier is still mostly blue, and he still suppresses that baser desire that he’s developed, that infatuation for Lorens. He never once builds up the courage to be able to tell Lorens what he feels. He would always bury those feelings down, and as a result he can't let go of it. It's far too deep to be buried back up.

But once Lorens has died, Rogier changes too.

He exchanges those garbs for yellow and turquoise (I think?). He's a mix of colors and beliefs.

He still has the blue in the turquoise, which symbolizes calm, intelligence, and emotional control (you can’t spell Rogier without emotional control) But turquoise isn't just blue, it also has green.

Green represents growth, life, and new beginnings. This is a new beginning for Rogier, who's set out for a new goal, to be able to save those who live in death (and perhaps give them life? Not so sure on that but in SWRD that seems to be the case with Lorens).

It's balanced by yellow. Creativity and originality, he's almost the only person we meet who wants to save TWLID. Not only that but yellow also symbolizes illness, which could be a foreshadowing of what happens to him later in his life.

It's not just sickness though, yellow also symbolizes deception. Rogier lies, but I necessarily think he's someone who is always deceptive. He's more like the type of guy who would lie so that an encounter would go well or not hurt someone else's feelings. I think he's like that from that whole ex-nobility thing he's got going on. Political schemes and lying through a smile is something that he's familiar with. (It also doesn't help that he keeps being emotionally suppressed too lol)

Cowardice is another. Rogier is scared to tell anyone about his emotions, to take that risk of being honest with someone. His background in nobility and his family definitely doesn't help either.

Rogier had been too scared to be true to Lorens and tell him his feelings, and because of that, he would never be able to. I feel like he's avoided it even more afterward. He refuses to take that jump of being honest with someone, whether it's about his emotions or his ideals, he doesn't let them go.

But when he does? With D, it completely breaks off everything they've had. Everything that they could have been.

"Beguiled fool. A rotten, sick bastard. Fouled by them. A wicked, two-faced user. Heartless. Loathsome parasite. How could he? Were they not supposed to set this crooked world straight? Profane. A perversion of honor. A madman." -Chapter 5

“Get out of my sight.” “I’m sorry.” He’d said, and he was. But Darian’s lips curled back, and he jerked his head away and locked his eyes on the horizon. His jaw twitched, in the moment he took to reply. “Don’t talk to me.” There was nothing he could do to fix this. To undo his mistakes, to spare Darian his intentions." -Chapter 5

It's all gone because he had been honest about his goals (presumably). This experience probably strengthened that emotional suppression so as to not be hurt/caught by surprise.

So when Magdalene, someone who wholeheartedly accepts his ideals and sees his side for once, he's cautious. He can't believe that someone can genuinely agree with him because all the times that he has been honest, he's been punished for it. (though, he reminds himself that she's not like that)

In short, this guy's a mixed bag. A mixed bag with problems

(basing this off of the Elden Ring color theory video, it was an absolute joy to watch)

[EDIT]: Another thing I've noticed is that Rogier kind of views himself lowly (self-esteem issues ayyyy).

"He still doesn’t understand why. What did he do, specifically? Or was he just past his usefulness? Deemed unfit to rule? He never truly wanted to rule as Lord, but to be cast aside so indifferently—it had shaken him. Every now and then he fumbles with this, again and again, but he knows. He does. He knows that grace has forsaken him for good reason. He’s a heretic. An apostate. He who does not obediently bow before a faltering, decrepit Order, so ill-equipped to handle the world as it is. " -Chapter 5

"All these years. Couldn’t change a thing. Rather pathetic, I’d say—what a fool, thinking that this crooked world could be made right by mortal hands. Sure, deathblight. Truly, a fitting end for a worthless, rotten bastard." -Chapter 12

Now, speaking from some personal experience, being raised in a family that's of nobility and expects so much out of you from a young age definitely breeds some kind of self-worth issues that really stick with you. Especially if you haven't had anyone to truly support you.

Because of that, I believe that Rogier, in a way, is trying to prove his worth. But not to the Order, I think that he's in some way trying to please Lorens. Even in death.

He puts everything into his studies of Death, searching and scouring for scraps of information just to give him a single lead on anything, and for what?

"Its fulfillment will be a selfish act of altruism. These crooked lands will set right, by his hands, for a reward of nothing at all. But make no mistake: he needs another day. And another after that, and another after that. He needs his questions answered with questions, he needs his notes corrected in an unreadable hand, he needs to hear one more “Well—” followed by the most opaque, convoluted tangle of sentences ever constructed. There’s no reward he seeks, but the warm smile of cold gray eyes and a scoff about just what he’s wearing nowadays. " -Chapter 19

Rogier devotes himself to saving TWLID (saving Lorens, in reality), but it's not because it's all for selfless reasons, he seems to want things to go back to the way things used to be. Back at the Rise, with just him and Lorens once more.

I don't think Rogier ever accepted Lorens' death. He's determined to bring back Lorens, desperately trying to find a solution to bring him back no matter what.

Rogier is a man who refuses to grieve and is desperate for a solution for a dead man who's probably not even good for him. Get this man some therapy

This entire post's summary is just me going:

Anyway, that's all for my crazy rambles! I can't wait to see how SWRD will progress, and how everyone will intermingle and grow with one another (Rogier and Mags)!!!! :0)

Have some doodles + a WIP that I'll probably never finish as a treat for reading this! (Mag's torso was wayyy too long on the second one oops)

(bonus boggart because I love him)

#not gonna talk about d yet #I don't want to assume too much about him just yet #but d is really interesting and i absolutely love this take on him and his grief :0) (not that I've read any other d fics.)#Rogier is so damn complicated #like. he's got so many problems like. dude get a grip and get a therapist #mags reel him back in and send him to the therapy office while ur at it #sorry if u guys cant understand my insanity... it cannot be contained #or else ill explode into pink glitter and my blood splattered all across the room #hhhh maybe ill edit this later i have to do some stuff :(#oh also unlocal if u do see this no pressure at all!! I just needed a place to be able to go crazy over ur fic lol #theres like. probably a lot I've missed but I'll make another one if I get insane again #some of this is probably incorrect and is just me reaching for an answer that doesnt exist btw #swrd #rogier #magdalene #envelope rambles #i wrote this in like. two sittings #what is happenign to me #I STILL RAMBLE IN TAGS YOU CANNOT STOP ME #the mortifying ordeal of posting #AAAA #uou guys i keep noticing things and. i just keep on fuckign ADDING MORE THINGS IN #[EDIT]: Added in rogier's self esteem into this too :3

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nopeferatu · 7 months

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even though i'm only just a smidge more than halfway through Widower for One Year, i'm going to make my predictions about the direction i think 271horses was gonna take the ending in had he finished the fic, just based on some commentary abt it that i've read from users on the BetterMost forum

i think that he was building up to the reveal that Ennis' grandson (also named Ennis) was gay. someone on the forum mentioned Ennis Jr. being struck by a pair of blue eyes (boy's eyes? idk) in a post pointing out the similarities bw the two Ennis', and so i have a feeling that the fic would later have taken us through moments of Ennis Jr. struggling with his sexuality woven between the sequences of Ennis' daydreams for what could've been and regrets for what was. because the fic also spends a lot of time showing us how Ennis Jr. isn't open or close with anyone in his family but Ennis, i feel like the big climax would have been like... Ennis Jr. coming to a breaking point where he's forced to turn to the one person in his life he can trust, his grandpa, with the fact that he's in love with some boy. in my mind, Ennis probably struggles with that for a while bc he's really weird and touchy about That Subject. there'd probably be a few sequences where he uses dream!Jack to work out his feelings about it all in there, too. ultimately though, i think the fic would have wrapped up somewhere around Ennis realizing that he doesn't want his grandson to experience the same pain that he lives with everyday, and the two having a heart-to-heart about Ennis' past and a reconciliation for any strain that Ennis Jr.'s coming out may have had on their bond.

i just feel like the fic is meant to be one of those that explores Ennis' reflections on Jack and what the loss of that relationship means to him, so i think Ennis opening up abt Jack to his teenaged grandson who is also experiencing a same-sex love would be like... the best note for the fic to end on. idk. 271horses used a lot of parallels in this fic and there's a quote early on where dream!Jack kinda throws it in Ennis' face that he doesn't talk about his grief over Jack to anyone, so it leads me to believe that the inclusion of Ennis Jr. was so Ennis could try and right the regrets of his past by preventing his grandson from making the same mistakes.

like i said, i haven't finished the fic yet so i'm not actually sure how far into the plot 271horses got. like... was he close to finishing it? was he 3/5ths to the end, or did he still have a lot more that he was building up towards that he ultimately didn't get to? idk lol, so like if there's stuff ive said here that is actually already in the fic, at this point i am unaware of it.

anyways, i just kinda wanted to throw out my thoughts on a potential ending now that i am halfway done w the fic! sorry if i sound insane LOL but also... i kinda like bringing back the discussion post vibes that old brokeback fans had on those early platforms :p

#i also wanted to get this down now bc im excited to see if and how my opinion will change once i do get to the end of the fic #oh 271horses...you have made me literally insane haha #still brokeback posting #brokeback mountain #oh also if anyone wants this fic so u know what ive been going on about for weeks now just dm me your email and ill get it sent to you #also if you want to stop seeing me frothing over this fanfic just block this tag ->#widower for one year

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aqqleshiqqing-archive · 8 months

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this is such an indulgent au I made for myself that's not even related to selfshipping but i love to imagine the dexholders in a filipino school setting where some of the kids are part of the class officers and this is definitely based on my irl experiences with my old class when I was elementary to... freshman. <3

#ill just ramble in the tags from here on out #the class batch counts from the kanto to the hoenn dexholders - since they're all the most tied to one another #the officer list might change but the ones ive definitely settled were like #blue. he's the president of the class - he's quiet smart but handsome and would be a teacher's pet because he's also oak's grandson #red is vice president - he's a goofy compared to blue but he still has that vibe of someone you can absolutely rely on (and he does it)#would sometimes get told off by blue for being too carefree with his duties but they still go well together as a duo #i think i wrote secretary for crystal!! since crystal would definitely have a lot of biodata on her pokemon #it's only natrual that she'd be pretty good at being a secretary #in my class being a secretary means to keep track of students' attendances and names - basically writing a lot of things!#she's the smartest i like to think shes probably in the same ranking as blue (high honor students)#red is around the middle #green is the treasurer! (i was the treasurer last school year actually)#now i know this ones such a wild one because green is noctorious for being a good thief but that also means you cant outsmart her with money #and she's sure to keep the money safe. maybe she would spend the money secretly for her personal wants but she refills the amount she paid #<- i totally did that. nobody from my class knows me here so i can say this with full confidence AKSJSJAJJSJSJD #except its not for personal its for emergency LMAO like getting plete for tricycle n shit #looking at my notes apparently i wrote that sapphire and gold should be sergeants - i mean. i mean they can do the job but like #they're also kinda. insane so like - that's gonna be funny #sergeants are supposed to watch for their classmate's misconduct or stop anyone from fighting or whatever #that's all i wrote - i left the rest blank #about sapphire - i totally see her in my old classmate who was crazy about anime boys (except its franticshipping)#she's aggressive (to boys especially) but she also gets super UWU OMG KYAA BOYS <3 bitch THAT'S LITERALLY SAPPHIRE AND RUBY #that girl also acts tsundere at times so like. yeah you're sapphire coded girlie #ok thats all....#i kept this au to myself for like 2 months now PGPPTPTPTPGTP #pokespe hours #🍀 jil's rambling

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ottoslab · 1 year

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watching people in comments or rbs of the aac lineup go “ill stop rambling now” is like watching an airplane pass by me whilst stranded on an island. What do you mean you’ll stop rambling. My brother in Christ i made the image to be enjoyed and also spent like a week to make it and have a year’s worth of thought put into these designs, i would propose to you on the spot if you genuinely went through and dissected your favorite parts of my funny image because you wanted to. come on now. (Affectionate)

#“Ill stop rambling” YOUO BETTER FUCKING NOT!!!!#all of this said in jest bc i absolutely know how it feels to worry about being obnoxious on someone’s post #<guy who will have insane bouts of adrenaline seeing something they like and go insane in the tags and then immediately worry that the op i #going to think im overreacting for a bit or something #but also ive been on both sides of the scenario. And i have come to the determination. That most artists would kill for you to go insane #especially if that insanity provides genuine commentary on something they spent a long time on #whoooooda thunk! Not fucking me apparently!!!!

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farahblack · 2 years

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no wait im still stuck on todd giving out the mexican funeral shirt as an established flirting ritual. that is crazy. imagine dirk goes to amanda like im sooo crazy for your brother but im just not getting any response from him, like romantically, i keep trying to flirt with him but he never flirts back i dont think he even gets im hitting on him, amanda how do i make him realize i want to date him, can you help me out? :( :( :( and amanda looks down at dirks mexican funeral shirt. looks back up at dirks huge eyes expression. looks at the shirt again. and goes oh idk dirk. are u sure abt that

#amanda is the long suffering witness to her brothers love life #she calls farah like ohhh my god. im going to be ill. they need to get together STAT or i might do smth drastic.#farah this is so serious. i might stage a power outage. i might barricade their front door. i might figure out a way to cause a flood #or a tornado. anything to get them to stop being oblivious to each other. farah ill do anything #he gave him a MEXICAN FUNERAL shirt farah!! and dirk still thinks todd isnt interested?? he gave it to him BEFORE wendimoor? farah how have #you not gone insane working with them daily. im so sorry for you #farah agrees w/ her completely but isnt as stressed abt the shirt bc she is not familiar with band kid (read: todds todd-isms)#flirting rituals. these tags are out of control i moved to mobile so ngl i have barely any idea what i am actually typing #misc

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whywontgodletthisblogdie · 2 years

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i’m craving soft langworth content so bad right now (be warned this is kinda long)

first date where neither of them quite know what to wear, but they look at their respective wardrobes to figure out what might appeal most to the other. lang ends up wearing a button up (with all of the buttons done) and a nicer blazer, edgeworth ends up also wearing a button up, but with significantly less buttons than usual done. they realize that they both had the same idea when they meet up for their date, and realize that they both had the same idea. any nerves they had are forgotten when they realize they each had the same silly idea

miles is still a little nervous though, afterwards. he’s not quite sure what shi long’s intentions are, he’s never really dated before, and isn’t sure what level of intimacy is expected from him. as time goes on, he notices that he’s never felt pressured into anything, or felt like lang has had any sort of expectations of him. lang has seemingly allowed him to take the lead, in an unspoken way that edgeworth is very much grateful for

after a few years, there’s a period in which the distance in their relationship begins to be harder to stomach than it was before. they’re getting older, and they both travel so much that they rarely get to see each other in person. it’s not an issue with communication, but simply not physically being with the other. then, edgeworth decides to finally settle down in LA when he’s promoted. because of this, there’s a period in which they break up, not because they don’t love each other, but because their careers don’t allow them to be together and much as they need to be. they think it’ll be easier for both of them if they’re separated, but plan to stay friends in the future. they’re both heartbroken because of it.

and then, a few months or so later, shi long walks into edgeworth’s office one day, unannounced. he asks him out to go somewhere for coffee, and while they’re there he tells edgeworth that he too is ready to settle down. he didn’t think he was, 3 months ago, but now all he can seem to think about is having a place to come home to, the same place to come home to every night. and he wants miles to be a part of that home. miles is glad they picked a corner booth, away from windows and other customers, because he’s seconds away from crying the entire time, and when lang tells him that he’s ready to settle down (with him) the dam breaks, and he just can’t hold it in any longer. it’s a friday, so edgeworth takes off the rest of the day as well as a few days into the next week to spend at home, catching up with his partner.

they take turns making dinner for each other, depending on which of them will be home latest. lang’s cooking is more adventurous, which can lead to some of the best food they’ve ever eaten, or something so bad they need to order takeout instead. edgeworth is better with comfort food and the classics, finding recipes for dishes they both enjoyed when they were younger and tweaking them over time to taste just like they remember them. but sometimes cooking is hard, and they get home late with too little energy and end up on the couch with microwave dinners. they like complaining about them more than they like eating them, but it’s the company they like the most

and if langwrightworth is your thing (i know its mine): edgeworth comes to lang one day, absolutely terrified to ruin what they have, but knowing that keeping this a secret would be much worse than just being honest. he tells lang that he’s in love with phoenix, too. maybe he’s suspected he has had feelings for his friend all this time, maybe he just realized it. lang asks first if that means if edgeworth wants to break up, for good this time. miles feels his heart drop to his stomach, but manages to explain his feelings in more detail. lang thinks there’s a pretty obvious solution here (his partner has two hands, after all). he’s met phoenix plenty of times through work and social gatherings, and if there’s any other person on this planet that he would trust to be with his partner in such a way, it’s him. miles cries in relief at hearing this, and resolves to ask phoenix to dinner next weekend to see if such an arrangement would be something he’s interested in.

#help help help i can’t stop thinking about them #going insane about soft langworth happy pride everyone #back on my bullshit #ace attorney #miles edgeworth #shi long lang #langworth #phoenix wright #langwrightworth #uhhh do i put this in the nrmt tag? probably not but it’s there for a second at the end lol #maybe ill reblog again later with more langwrightworth bc i love them

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If we were to skip ahead of the non existent plot for the Villain Iris AU, how do you think Iris would be revealed to be Team Plasmas new leader? I can think of a few scenarios myself

You know how she was the one to steal the DNA Splicers? What if she made the mistake of going straight for them when in the house? Like I highly doubt Drayden was just telling anyone where he is hiding the Splicers in his house. He probably trusted Iris enough to tell her where exactly they were hidden. And Iris made the mistake of not trashing the interior to make it look like someone was searching every inch of the house for them. At first Drayden didn’t think about how his house looked when Iris and the Shadow Triad disappeared, but looking back he realized that whoever took the DNA Splicers is someone who knew the exact location. Drayden doesn’t want to point fingers but he knows deep down he has to tell the League about the few people who know the location, even if it means Iris is now a suspect

Another could be a complete accident during a battle. Like Iris only has a hood to conceal her identity, (give her a mask or something 😭 or maybe even just a mask you wear over your mouth, I like her red glowy eyes) so if someone were to get close enough to pull her hood off then her whole identity is shown. So imagine if her friends are protecting another city/town that she’s attacking while watching from above. And Hilbert gets pissed off on how “the new leader stays in the safety of her ship” and taunts her about it, calling her a coward for never coming out of her ship to attack. Of course Iris isn’t going to take that slander, even from her best friend, and calls back Kyurem to fly her down to where the group is waiting. And I really don’t know how but they end up distracting Iris long enough for.. idk N or Hilbert to tackle her to the ground or smth? And just her hood is down, her face has been revealed, and she’s glaring right at them. The stark difference between Iris’ glares and N/Hilberts shocked and horrified face. Course Iris gets away when the Shadow Triad appears and rips N/Hilbert off of her and the four disappear, leaving her friends with the horrifying discovery of who the leader is

This last one is my favourite just because I love big dramatic reveals. What if she reveals her identity herself, on live tv across Unova. Having the speech in the middle of one of the biggest cities. She does it after Unova is mostly a frozen waste land. Crops can’t grow so food is scarce, people and Pokémon have frozen to death during her attacks, Team Plasma won’t allow people to leave the region, the League has given up all hope of defeating Team Plasma, everyone fears for their safety, even her Friends know they can’t beat Kyurem, and everyone pleads to the Leader of Team Plasma to spare their lives. And that’s when Iris gets a live broadcast to go all over Unova to every device available. Starting her speech in front of a camera and many Team Plasma members, talking about the conditions of the region, how everyone is lacking food, the temperatures have dropped below, many of their loved ones have died, and how their safety is at risk. But she tells them that they could have food again, she can get rid off the ice, she can make sure their safe. She’s their god, of course she’s allowed to chose what she can provide them

If she becomes their Leader. The one and only ruler of Unova. She can reverse the damage she has done, and god people almost instantly gave in. They want their safety and if she says she won’t attack them no more if she gets what she wants then so be it. Unova is now in the hands of a single person and her army

But GOOODDD the absolute horror the people of Unova (and probably others watching the live from other regions) felt when their new leader takes off her hood (and mask ig if we’re giving her one?) and reveals herself to be none other than Champion Iris. The one person who was supposed to protect the region, not destroy it

The last one I—

HOW CAN I BE NORMAL AND LISTEN TO CLASS W THIS IN MIND YO THATS CJMDBCMDNCJD THATS SO DOPE

Okay yeah we'll give Iris like,, a mask and such bc I was gonna add it in the drawing I just forgot and I knew I forgot smth while drawing her omf cjdmcn

But YO CJDMCBMDNFNDBDMDBDND

Please the other Champions watching her broadcast tho, they're all so fucking devastated, they knew there was smth off, they knew they should've intervened, but they also don't wanna undermine Iris, as she was so adamant she has everything under control, that she'll take care of Plasma, that she's going to stop them, they should've known that was just a lie. They should've fucking known

And idk I just imagine it like that one scene in bnha idk if you know that, but that scene w Dabi broadcasting how Endeavour was an abusive dad and such and everyone fucking saw it.

Like imagine cbmdnd

IMAGINE DRAYDEN WATCHING THO AND HAVING THE SAME FACE AS REI HERE NCMXNDM

Like imagine Iris just looking somber and such, a farcry from what she's like as the leader of Plasma. And she's there sitting on a couch, facing the camera, she's wearing her Plasma boss clothes, but she's also wearing that crown she has. And she's telling everyone why she ended up doing the things she did. She's going on abt how people never liked her even when she was young, how no matter how hard she tried, she was never enough for the people. And it went on, how she hears how people speak so lowly of her, how they don't even see her as a Gym Leader back then, and how they never saw her as a Champion now. They only see her as a Champion when she wins tournaments, they only see her as a Champion when they need her, but once they're done, once they get what they want, they disregard her like she's nothing, their hatred once again flooding her ears.

And then she went on how no one even tried to see it in her perspective, how no matter how hard she tries to explain it, they'd say how she's just making excuses. She went on how when she patrols Unova the people would get mad at why she's not at the League doing her Champion duties, and when she's in the League, they'd get mad that she always stays there and not help the Unovan people. No matter what she does, no one will ever be satisfied w what she's doing. Nothin she ever does is right. No one ever tried to help her. Almost everyone in Unova underestimate her, they look down on her, they didn't give her at least a bit of respect, only doing so when she's w other people.

And she got so sick of it.

"but.. don't you think it's only fair?" She said, a smile forming on her face now, eyes half lidded as if bored, "that you would also feel the same pain I went through?" Everyone was watching w bated breath, Iris leaned in a bit, grinning, smirking, going on how it's really their fault she killed people, how it's their fault that she was driven to that point in her life she ended up taking other peoples' lives as well, how it's all their fault why they couldn't just stop and think how fucked up it actually was, giving a child that much hate that she never felt the love of the people in her region.

Everyone was cold and distant to her when she called out for help, so why can't she just return the favour? It's only fair.

#but yo imagine if the other champions finally decided to head to unova to stop iris tho #and just cjmdndmd #OUGHHH CJDMCNDMDN #all the champions and the unova league stopping a much stronger plasma w iris as their leader #YOUR HONOUR #this makes me so ill #shit imagine cjdmbfdm #IMAGINE DRAYDEN JUST CBDMBFMD #ough imagine how shit drayden must feel tho cjdmdn even during the time he suspected iris as plasmas leader ncmdndmd #going fucking insane for real😭😭😭#i should change the tag na maybe after my class hahah #an ask and an answer #jerseyk112 #villain iris au

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