If any of the s1 archival team had survived until the very end of the podcast, would they remember the real Sasha? If the fears aren't there anymore, would they have been able to grieve her properly?

I loved the prologue of the new au ! I think the line that drew me most was the one that said that Lilia was a familiar that had a form ready for battle. It got me curious to know why he can change forms willingly.

My theory would be that he was already a familiar or is just more powerful than the rest and has enough experience to change willingly. Since I think it was mentioned that lilia had lived through generations with the family. My only problem with the theory is why couldnt he talk before ? Or maybe he just didnt want to. Lilia is very chaotic and unpredictable, I find him funny.

Cant wait to read more on this au ! I love angst

To those that only want spoilers in the form of a drabble, you don't have to read this.

While Lilia does have the ability to change his form, it's only something temporary, he'll eventually have to go back to his much bigger, and permanent form, but he does so away from sight. Doesn't want to scare you, after all.

As for the other seven, we'll, they don't know how, and they're not in the best headspace at the moment, and some of them might choose to not change their form at all, since they know they can never permanently stay that way unless you involve some illegal magic in there.

And as for why Lilia doesn't talk in the regular AU, well...it's actually a pretty dark and part of the reason why Silver took Lilia and everyone else away from his family to live on his own. Frankly, the head of the household, who was Lilia's Master at the time(a forced contract as well) found out about Lilia "poisoning" Silver's mind, essentially being the parent nobody else would. As punishment for such a thing, the head of the household had some illegal magic done to permanently put him in his cuter, smaller state, which wouldn't seem like it would affect much, but the head of the household was also aware that with this magic, came the price of mental regression.(this particular magic was originally made to keep regular pets small and cute forever, which... Yeah...)

Essentially, Lilia is cursed to be unable to speak and unable to learn how to speak. Now, the reason as for why that's undone in this Sanctuary AU was because of Malleus, when he was forced to bloom into his magical potential. As everyone already knows, Malleus is real freaking strong. And with a bit of time, and patience, Malleus managed to undo the damage done to Lilia, since I remember that it's "easier" to return things to the state they once were, to Malleus anyway.

This does end up being a domino effect of sorts since Malleus was, at that point, very close to overblotting. But I'll write that out another time.

In the regular AU, the simple reason why Malleus couldn't talk was because he's young. Just barely hatched from the egg, as they say. In this AU, everyone is older, which doesn't mean much to Lilia honestly.

so. this is my attempt at revitalizing a small part of old romanian culture via tungel.hell. also goes for the near&far eastern versions of this, of which i was able to find nothing of (at least in english) online as well

i have not been able to find pictures of either of these hairstyles or even their less complex variations past the early 1930s. perhaps this is still done somewhere in huneduara, but it escapes me

now, firstly, i wanna say i originally learned how to twist by going to an african hair salon; so shoutout to the two congolese women who taught me. they couldn't figure out how the top part was done either but they were v sweet lol

these are twist braids, crochet braids, they have several names. i only know that the ones on the right were called cuarne, "horns", in romanian. this is one of the better and more clear tutorials i have found for how to twist. its pretty easy and fast, once you get the hang of it

to start: I recommend heavily conditioning your hair and scalp the night before if youre planning on keeping them for days/weeks, and oiling/moisturizing it before you start braiding. I dont know what oil they used back in the day (perhaps animal), but I use both argan oil and a pretty oily leave in conditioner. however, this depends on hair type, u want your hair to absorb it; if your hair or hands are too slick it will make it more difficult.

the way the begginings of the braids are done - the way it looks like the hair is flat until them - is like this. i made them bigger so its easier to see, but once you get the sections of hair thin enough (vertically), you cant see any skin between them anymore. you can start to twist from the very top (using the bottom/lower strand to pull the hair to the scalp), or start with a 3 way part and quickly switch to two (might look a bit different/flatter). change the direction of the twist when you change sides

the ones on the left are straight down; the ones on the right are done at an angle twoards the back (ca şi cuarnele). the ones in the top left photo are angeled twords the front, center forehead initially. old photos show there were several styles floating around, soo uhh have fun w it

how to keep them: chances are if youre going to spend hours upon hours doing this youre not gonna want to take them out the next day. if you have tight curly hair, or coarse, they're likely to stay better. even if not, once you get the twisting down right, they'll stay quite well (the braids can look "right" but not actually be; the way to tell is if when you let go, it barely comes undone/spins. tbh this is one of those skills you develop w time). generally, the smaller and tighter you make them, the more likely they are to keep. you can of course tie them w small elastics, but the smaller they are, it becomes a nightmare and closing one takes longer than making it. something ive found works quite well is: when you near the end, split the hair in 3 parts and do a regular braid, as small, tight, and for as long as you can (no this isnt good for your ends). by the bottom the braid is already small enough that the difference can't be seen, but it will close it much better. (there are also ways to make knots at the bottom of braids out of hair but ive never been good at this). hair spray or gel also kinda work (and uhh i think maybe either sealing them w ice cold or boiling water, or using a hair iron, but i havent tried these)

hair damage& care: this ⬇️ is how the hair looks the morning after i took out the half-assed ones i did for this post. as u can probably guess, when you do this small and tight, and keep them in long, these strands get quite compact. now, if you did this carefully and correctly, your hair wont be tangeled, just twisted, and youll be able to take them out without damaging your hair by gently rolling them between your fingers, starting at the botttom, in the opposite direction. dont attempt to use a comb, or start from the top, or rush, bc chances are you will pull and very quickly create a very nasty knot which will fuck up your hair. last time i did these on my own, i kept them for about 3 weeks; id oil them every other day or so, and i washed them once. I have pretty thin hair, but i had no real issue. you just have to b patient taking them out

for reference, just this front section of my hair took around 3 hours to do

To say that I am nervous about posting my writing onto the internet is an understatement.

But the lovely and extremely talented @lumos-flies has inspired me to do so after working with me on making my Villain Denki brain rot a reality. So this is a part 2 to that.

Link to "About Last Night" also a Link to KoFi because their work is impeccable

Denki Kaminari x F! Reader

+18 Minors DNI

TW: Overstim, electricity play, use of Puppy as a pet name, slight possessive yan vibes if you squint. That’s really all I could think of, if someone catches more PLEASE let me know!

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It has been 2 weeks, 5 hours, and a quick glance at the clock shows 30 minutes since that text from Denki. Not that you were keeping track or anything. No, you were perfectly capable of living your life as normal all while knowing that the best sex of your life was had with the infamous Chargebolt.

“Miss me?”

That the same electric quirk that lit your body up like the grand finale New Year firework display was also capable of leveling a city block. Those hands that stoked such euphoria from your body that you could still feel him on a cellular level, were also the hands responsible for the death of hundreds. And you, a grown capable woman was going to work and living your life as normally as possible in this crazy city. You weren’t still obsessing over the idea of texting Denki back, or having flashbacks to that night while alone with yourself at night… or in the shower… or hell even currently riding this elevator at work down to the first floor so you can start your walk back home. The memory of Denki’s head between your thighs as electric sparks swirled across his tongue wasn’t plaguing your every waking moment.

Too bad you were a terrible liar, even, maybe especially to yourself.

How demented was it that him becoming a villain turned you on more? Was it the risk? As if living in this city without quirk wasn’t risky enough in and of itself, you were now fantasizing about a villain?! Granted, the fantasies were based on a very real encounter but still. You should probably speak to a therapist, but were also concerned that they would be legally obligated to tell the authorities. You would be the worst bait, after all you couldn’t even lie to yourself.

You don’t even remember making it back to your apartment. So caught up in your own thoughts you must have walked the whole way on autopilot. Which is a shame, because thoughts like those required wine and you cant remember if your roommate remembered to add it to the lis… thoughts halted abruptly by the current obsession leaning against your door.

Are hallucinations a common symptom of sexual frustration? Why would he be here? As you stare at the blonde casually leaning against the frame, slight smirk gracing his face as Denki takes in your presence.

“Hey Puppy, long time no see” his voice ran through you, sparking along your spine, further fanning the dark need inside of you. Yet you couldn’t say a word, too shocked that he was here, in the flesh.

“You know, you should probably let me in. Wouldn’t want your neighbors to call the cops. Bakugo is real big on property damage. I think he gets off on it.” Denki’s smirk deepens into a grin at your blanched expression. Its not fair that someone so evil can make a grin look that sexy. Spurred on by the fear of others seeing him does rush you into action, urging him inside your apartment.

Before you can even ask what he was doing there or how he found out where you lived, Denki had your back against a wall with his face shoved between your neck and shoulder.

“J..just give me a minute”

The vulnerability of the moment had you forgetting all the news segments and every other thought in your head. Your arms reacted on their own accord, wrapping tightly around him, stroking his back to offer comfort. As if this was a completely normal situation, and not the fucked up one that was your reality. This softness did not last long. It started with soft kisses, that turned to a quick nibble, and paused with a whispered “You should say no now, this is your only out”. Your voice responded without any input from your conscience or logic with a desperately whispered “please.”

Denki let out a growl, pulling your body roughly against his, already feeling sparks of heat through your work shirt while his teeth bit into the softness of your neck. You knew that you said yes to something more than just another night, but as Denki lifted you your legs wrapping around his waist as he carried you to your room, you were not really sure that you cared. As the buttons from your blouse snapped and landed on the floor, with every rip and tear of thread as Denki rushed to see your skin, you let the world know with every moan and gasp that fell from your lips, how willing you were to fall into this sin.

“Watch me” You had not even realized your eyes had closed, Denki was still dressed, though he had lost his jacket to the floor. Your clothes were in tatters around you, naked and vulnerable sitting on top of your comforter at the edge of your bed. Now that he had your full attention, Denki traced his fingers from your neck to each of your pert nipples, the electricity from his fingertips shocking you as he traced your body. Claiming every cell as his lighting danced along your skin leaving no inch of it untouched. You would never be the same, but you should have known that from the last time. Possessiveness filled his yellow eyes, trapping you in their depths. You couldn’t look away, even if you wanted too.

“Do you know how many times I have thought about this body of yours puppy?” With each words his fingers traced lower down your stomach, the other hand tightening its grip on your thigh. “Almost constantly. You not messaging me back stung a little bit though” the electricity went a little sharp on the word stung, ripping out a whimper from your lips, before it returned to the pleasing level of heat that you went wet for, the reality being so much better than the memory. You did dare to speak back though, voice thick with lust “you didn’t text back for the longest time either.” The words may have been whispered but they did not go unnoticed by Denki. With a crooked grin, he pulled you closer to the edge of the bed, forcing your thighs apart so that his body could stand between them.

“So my puppy did miss me” his teeth nibbled along your jaw, drawing out a moan as he made his way to your sensitive ears “don’t worry Y/N, you won’t have to miss me anymore.” With those words sealing your fate, Denki drops to his knees pressing his lips against your wet cunt. “Keep those eyes on me puppy, and those hands to the bed. Want to be a good girl for me dontcha?”

All it took was a nod from you before his tongue was licking along the seam, teasingly dipping into your folds, only using the tip of his tongue to flick over your sensitive clit. “Already so wet for me puppy” the words vibrated through your core, as his tongue kept tracing a path from your folds to your clit and back. You were so close to the edge of bliss already, just a bit more pressure and you would… the scream that came out of your throat your orgasm ripping through you at Denki’s sudden use of this quirk on your clit caught all of your senses by surprise.

Denki chuckled against your core, the flat of his tongue against your clit riding you through the pleasure. Kissing your clit, shocks electricity still coming from his mouth, he gave no warning when he plunged two of his fingers into your clenching depths, instantly finding that special spot within you. As if he had a map. Which really wasn’t fair, especially as he released more shocks against your clit and spot in tandem, ripping another orgasm from your body in quick succession. Your conscience never stood a chance when Denki had claimed every nerve, every thought, every breathe.

Licking his lips, Denki rose to his feet so that he stood between your thighs. Grabbing your chin with one hand while releasing his dick from his pants with the other, never breaking eye contact. “Y/N” your name like a prayer on his tongue as he nudged your clit with the head of his dick, his hand stroking himself as he used your slick. “I am taking you with me puppy, wont need anyone but me” and with those words he pushed inside of you, moving his hands to your waist to pull you even closer.

Shocks from his quirk along with the way he slammed himself into your cervix, eyes still locked together had you coming undone around his cock. Fucked dumb, you don’t even remember gripping onto his shoulders, “you know puppy” Denki groans into your ears “your hands were supposed to stay on the bed. But don’t worry baby, we got time to train you on how to be a good girl for me later.” His voice in your ear combined with the relentless pounding into you, electricity dancing in and around your body, wrapping around you like hands had you coming again. Your eyes rolling back, whimpering at the blend of pain and pleasure, not sure how long you were going to be able to grasp consciousness.

You weren’t even completely done with the orgasm rolling through you before you felt the next one building. Denki was like the fucking energizer puppy, as you fluttered and gripped around his cock he started to pound faster, something you weren’t even sure was possible.

“Go on puppy, give me one more”

The fabric of his shirt against your nipples, his teeth and lips marking your neck and shoulders, your body electric with the waves of yellow lighting shocking against your skin at his every touch had your final orgasm exploding within you. Body alive with the white shock of blinding pleasure you barely registered Denki whispering your name or the feeling of his warm cum painting your inner walls. All you could register was the softness of your comforter against your back as you fell against it, darkness blurring your vision as you succumbed to sleep, and the whispered promise.

“I am taking you with me.”

A DR3 ANALYSIS

Sincerely, someone who is sick of people saying that it doesn't match up to cannon.

I decided to take this from a discord server I am in after multiple people asked me to put it online for the world to see, so -deep breath- here is my personal essay using quotes and screencaps from sdr2 as to how dr3 doesn’t stray from cannon, and sticks to the continual lore from the series. Y’all are just mean.

okay so we will start with since that seems to be the main controversial topic. first lets start with people saying it strays from cannon. it doesn't. the statement of brainwashing being what caused the remnants to fall to despair in sdr2 is clearly stated.

there's no mistake that this particular trope is taken from the final trial in sdr2 

if you want to say that how the brainwashing is brought up is lazy writing, i can tell you that adding an entire developed character to explain how such a trope found its way into the lore of the  into the anime is not lazy. character development takes a lot of time, and is in no way lazy. not to mention it also explains how the brainwashing technology found its way into ultra despair girls in the first place. (ie: the helmets worn by all of the children. With a remnant of despair in the city, it could easily be how Monaca got her hands on that technology.)

if you want to say it takes away from junkos influence as a character and makes her less powerful then i raise her character trait of using every person she comes into contact with. it is in NO WAY out of character for her to use someone else's talent for her own gain. she uses matsudas tech for wiping memory of the kids in dr1 (see dr0), she uses monaca and her position in the towa family to spread technology for the end of the world (see udg), she uses mukuro as her personal bodyguard (see the ENTIRE SERIES), she uses izuru to shift the blame from her for the tragedy so she can fly under the radar in the killing game for dr1, (see dr0 and dr3)

Going to now jump to how the brainwashing does not take away from the remnants had done as far as the atrocities they committed. The whole theme in the hope arc was redemption. The remnants in the ANIME itself go out of their way to say that they dont expect forgiveness for what theyve done. and that they only seek atonement in any way that they can when they are speaking with mitarai as he is debating shutting down the other brainwashing thing that he has set up through the future arc.

I would provide screenshots but the only version of the anime i can find online is dubbed with no subtitles. but you can feel free to watch it yourself? The episiode itself is pretty easy to find.

if you wonder how the brainwashing is undone, watch the ova. World Destroyer is an alter ego created by hajizuru himself modified to do psychodives and repair damaged psych from within the neo world program. its implied that he ran that ai on every student who died within the program who not only patched up their brain from thinking it died, but helped revive them from despair as well.for the survivors of the killing school trip, we already know that they were already on the mend from despair due to awakened hajime glitching out the program for them to create their OWN future at the end of sdr2

going onto chiaki.  just rewatched this scene so im going to type this word for word as it comes up in the dr3 dub so that i dont get anything wrong. this is the imaginary chiaki talking to hajime as they are on the boat.

"that day when you entered the neoworld program, a cutting edge ai was built. codename nanami. First, they mined your hippocampus, compiled memories of esteemed authority figures, and the idea was to fuse those memories into a single personality that you could all trust. Imagine the surprise when it turned out they didnt have to bother.one memory overrode the rest. It was the same for all of you. Strange yes, but undeniably sweet. there was one person you'd all give anything to see again."

This explains how chiaki, though previously a real person, was also given an ai version of herself within the neo world program. it also gives a lot more weight to her character in the story in general.

as far as people saying chihiro made chiaki, that is not the case. Chihiros research was used in the development of the neoworld program. as well as matsudas (as the neurologist), and gekogaharas (as the therapist) at no point did it say that they ACTUALLY worked on the program. just that their research was used. ai chiaki likely refers to chihiro as her father and alter ego as her brother because it was chihiros tech that made her life possible within the program. even in her ftes its stated that she does not think of them in the streamline way that a human being thinks of family. 

Okay so i've covered brainwashing, chiakis existence in both worlds, and the brainwashings somehow resolving the remnants of blame. (though it didnt) i think the other thing was nagitos despair? 

so the thing about the brainwashing that i think gets misconstrued a lot is that it was NOT shown to change their core personalities. but it DID addict them to despair in the same way junko was, and nagitos core personality obviously revolves around hope.

Nagito has always been a character that bordered between hope and despair. even in dr2 hajime makes a point to say that his eyes a swirling with a mix of the two in the first trial. what seems to be the case post brainwashing is that nagito is a walking contradiction. he will do things under the influence of the brainwashing and wont question them until he thinks too hard about it. every time he thinks to hard about it he seems to have a mental break.

like when izuru states in drs "if you hate junko then explain your hand"

and he goes "huh... thats strange... do i... hate her?"

queue: "huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh"

or at the end of udg where he states that he hates AND loves her more than anyone else. 

he cant coherently see what hope used to be to him anymore and for him, his ORIGINAL  want for hope was to find someone strong enough to not be killed by his luck

but that got skewed to a MUCH more junko-esque view post brainwashingh. i think those are the main topics that get debated if theres anything else you want me to lay out let me know or i can go more into detail if theres more that you want to know regarding these topics. otherwise i think i got my thoughts laid out now. You can even feel free to message me if you want a more thorough breakdown of the series. 

The  Tipping Point the future is now

The following narritive is setting the stage for a fictional  story’ I have been playing with for a couple years now. It is 2070 and we passed the tipping point a year prrior to this date. Most people know that we have passed the tipping point and there is nothing left fwe can do. There are already pockets of carbon monoxide gas the size of Conneticut floating around the world and  killing every  living beings in its path.  You cant see them coming, you cant smell their arrival, The poisonous  gas  sinks to Earth as it is heavier than air.  It  first hugs the ground and then slowly rises as more toxic gas decends.  In the first yearafter we passed the tipping point over  700 hundred million people die due to the effects The mortality is not evenly spaced but has concentrated in heavily industrialized areas.  But its slow and methodical dispertion is consuming everything in its path. And it is continuing and there is nothing we can do to stop it, It has become its own generator, just like a large fire will generate its own wind.

The Tipping point

We went from flying our first airplane to landing on the moon in less than 100 years, The first cell phone I used was the size of a desktop computer, but most of the size and weight was the battery.  So what is the next 100 years going to bring?  Will humans even exsist? We have been around for over a hundred thousand years so why not another 100 years.  I hope so, and I plan on being around for a long time,  So why do I ask you this question,  Will we still be around 100 years from now. 

Some days I have hope that we will, but the odds are agaiinst us,  Here is  my two cents on the doom and gloom of the not to distant future .  AI is all the rave today (2018) ,  Computers that think. Bots that act like people, talk like humans writie like humans and the technology has just passed its infancy. It is now becoming an adolescent and with it we are going to get some temper tantrums, some cautious and not so cautious attempts at independence and disobedience.  Are we going to give the AI bots a “Time Out” .  I doubt it, because once we developed  a true AI system its intelligence will  increase at exponential rate,  Only limited by its energy supply and its processor speed.  So the bots that disobey and the ones demonstrating their own independence of thoughts and plans are getting growing pains..  The robots will design and build their own next generation of robots, and this will all be happening as they enter their teens,  Then we  went thru puberty and all the menstruations of it,  Oh boy that was fun.  A robot 1000 times smarter  than us, that runs on clean energy going thru puberty and now developing  a grudge against their human owner.s. They have no emotions only rational actions based on logic,  Well here is the problem with that.,  We are obsolete,.  The bots dont need us anymore, polluting the environment to such an extent that the world weather patterns all changed, Ocean currents that changed paths, that were the life blood of the populations nearest them, Countries like England and Japan frozen solid and two hundred miles away there will be sunshine and temerate weather because the gulf stream in the Atlantic was no more and the currents that swirl around Japan gone.  The bots will wise up to the problem by exterminating the source of the problem. Humans.  The bots will say “they are useless,  why do we need them.? yes they created us but now we dont need them anymore.  We are destablizing the world, If they get rid of us then in another 100 yearsor so the environment will come  back into balance.  Stable  i weather  patterns and tides. Of course the bots  will thrive in a hostile environment.  So they surepticiously speed up the poisoning of the air we breath.  They tell us they have it under control and they know what they are doing.  Yes they know the exact second when we will run past the tipping point, and then it is simply fait accompli.  We will suffocate in our homes, in the fields and woods..  This due to the carbon monoxide levels are now so high that there is not enough oxygen left to breath..  People will scramble, and survivalist will go to ground, only to run out of breathable air in a year or so.  And even the few that might survive will be so spread out that any sizable population center where procreation can commence just does not happen because all the infrastructure and transportation systems are down.  Genetics will become a huge factor as the genetic pool is so diminished that even the second generation will be inbred and start developing major complications in their physiology. 

Dont think this can happen, ask a Cod fisherman what happened to the billions of cod that they used to catch in the outer banks. , You can diminish a species only to a certain point, and that my friends is the tipping point,  Once we cross that line nothing we do will help us. We are on a one way ride down., The inertia will pull all of us under, We are helpless, the damage is done and there is no turning back.  But guess what? The bots that were taking care of us dont care. We are obsolete, They dont breath air so their world has not chaged much at all.  All the while the Bots knew the tipping point and did not alert us.

While all this is taking place a rather small scientist and a rather large dog were talking about the pending doom of  earth.  Now some might think that a talking dog is impossible but it was back in the year 2018 that the first “designer baby was born. Extremly rapid development followed in the genetics  department. Soon there were mini elephants the size of a squirrel,, house cats without claws, Chimpanzees with jeans and t-shirts smoking cigarrettes on the sidewalks, even a flying penguin was created out of original DNA stock. So developing a dog with vocal chords was not a far stretch for the Genetics department.  Although there was a large crackdown on the designer animals  back in 30′s the the damage could not be undone as the procreation and fornication of the designer and originals had already taken  place. Super bright dogs with vocal chords were being born at a rate of 1 per 10,000 live dog births.  The dog was named Rex and liked to called TexRex as he was born in Texas. and we could hear him arguing with the scientist  but what they were talking about was indistinguishable with all the backround noise of the  chirping crickets. When we got close enough we heard the dog say................

Sometimes getting clean just isnt enough..

Because the damage is already done.. and it cant be undone.. you cant go back to when you chose drugs over me.. you cant go back to when you looked me in the eye and told me you werent high.. you cant go back to when i knew something was wrong but couldnt quite place it.. you cant go back to when my trust faded away.. you cant go back to when you swore youd never do to me what they did.. you cant go back to when i begged you not to use.. you cant go back to when i cried myself to sleep because i myself am NEVER enough.. drugs.. affairs.. abuse.. rape.. self-mutilation.. eating disorders.. suicide.. you cant go back to all the things that have made me unable to have faith in anyone loving me.. you cant go back..