Stitching Dreams and Wonders

[TW: Unreality, body horror; KT AU OC] Where am I? She/her

[stitchesfromtheneedle]

M-me? What about me? Oh... you want to know me? Ah... well, I'm afraid you won't get very much. I don't know much about me either. Though here on the inside of my shirt it says... ah, I guess my name is Fia.

I've been running for a long time. Those bastards... what were they called? ...Perhaps it's best not to say. I don't know why they want me... I'm just some girl. But yeah, somehow, I'm here, out of their grasp for now. I don't know how closely they're watching, but if I could just get somewhere safe...

Updated: Jun. 3 2026

MOD STUFF!

Hey everyone! I'm Red (@middlemists-red), she/her, the mod for this blog. This is my first time making a roleplay blog and rp'ing on tumblr, so please bear with me and tell me if I do something wrong! I also manage Trix's blog (@bloomingmeitrix) and Whimsy's blog (@sunshineandfuchsias)!

Fia is an OC for the Kintsugi Timeline AU! She is a young adult (looks 19) woman and amnesiac. After escaping the DMS without her memories or any inkling of who she is, she is here, seeking shelter from any kind soul, and to rediscover who she was... Anyways, all modposts will be tagged as such (see tags below) and coloured red! Cuz... yknow, Red, red, yeah? ok I'll see myself out... jk no I won't there still more stuff you need to know!

SOME RULES

NO NSFW. I (Red) am still a minor and either way do not appreciate NSFW.

Angry asks are allowed, but please don't go overboard!

Violence (e.g., beating Fia up or something) MUST be sent ask an ooc ask/DM first beforehand!

DMs are always open for planning and things! :D

Tags!

#fiaanswers -> answering asks #fiawonders -> general talking #fialore -> important events/interactions #fiadms -> DMS stuff #threadthroughcloth -> video/audio logs, etc. #talesfromthespindle -> lore stuff that Fia can't see! Usually transcribed "talks". Between who? Well, you'll just have to wait and see :) #lostnomore -> mod answering asks #abrokenwall -> mod talks

Hmm I think that's it? Anyways, try to enjoy the ride, will you? I'm very excited to share Fia's story with everyone!

[stitchesfromtheneedle]

It has been lying there on the floor. Still. For the past day since its little friends were brought into our custody. It hasn’t even been singing like usual.

I didn’t think it would be this easy to break it! Almost makes me wish it fought more. How boring.

-Agent Allaria

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Nothing! Enjoy your date!

- XIV

Date? It's just a girl's night. Not a date!

...Though, I suppose I wouldn't mind if it were called that...

Thank you regardless :)

-Agent Allaria

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[DMS Video Log 10]

[Timestamp: 3:01PM, 22/7/2026]

The hallways were practically deserted, which was unusual at this hour, but provided a clean route of escape at least. The peace proved not to last, however. A crash sounded from somewhere, and Fia bolted down the empty hallway, two security guards on her trail. She looked back at them and sharply turned another corner, ignoring the shouting for her to stay still. Unfortunately, there were three agents there at the ready, tackling her to the ground.

“AAAH!” she struggled under their iron grip, squirming. Patches of her scalp were bleeding and bald. “Ugh- let- me- go- agh-” but her efforts were in vain as they forcefully tied her arms up with thick hemp rope.

“Tsk, tsk, tsk. You really thought you could escape so easily, subject?” Allaria lazily rounded the corner, laughing mockingly. “Aww, I thought you knew better. Then again, you don’t remember anything about us or this place, so I suppose you wouldn’t.” They crouched down in front of Fia’s face on the ground, taking out a tablet and showing something to Fia. The footage was blurry from the security camera. Fia looked confused for a moment before recognition flashed in her eyes, her shock and horror unmistakable. “Recognize your little friends by any chance, subject?”

“How—” Fia choked out.

“It was really easy, actually. Pathetically so. They were practically begging to be noticed in that van of theirs,” Allaria giggled, taking out something from her pocket. It was red. With a click, the silver blade was pushed up. A box cutter. Why do they just have that in their pocket? Who knows.

“Now, behave yourself, won’t you? Or I’ll go and carve checkers in their flesh right now with this knife. Peel their skin off, inch by inch, take a peek at their muscles and bones… hehe, you’ll even get a front row seat!” Allaria hummed for a moment, thinking. “Or maybe I should put them in the same tank I used to drown you in? Turn on the electric current even?” Allaria giggled manically at the look of pure horror on Fia’s face.

“N-no, no, please don’t hurt them, they’re innocent—” she stammered, choking and sputtering on her words. “I-I’ll be go-good, I-I promise! I promise, just- just don’t hurt them!” Fia sobbed.

“Heh. I thought so.” Allaria stood up, dusting off their skirt. “Coopperate, don’t try pulling a stunt like this again, and they won’t be hurt. Do we have a deal?” Fia nodded, tears welling up in her purple eyes. “Good!” Allaria grinned cheerfully and put away the items, like she didn’t just threaten to flay Fia’s friends alive.

“Take it back to its cell. And station more security around it will you? Can’t have it try to escape again~ I have plans for it after all, big plans, hehe!~” Allaria hummed a tune as she walked away with a bounce in her step, leaving the security guards to haul a hollow-looking Fia away.

[End Log.]

[stitchesfromtheneedle]

Oh my, what is it doing? Pfff. Pathetic.

Hahaha. This should be fun. :))

-Agent Allaria

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Dearest Allaria. My subject is going to be in a coma to recuperate for a day or two. Meaning… I am free.

Do you want me to fly over to you for… a girl’s night? I can bring dinner. Perhaps your subject could be entertainment.

I’d be enchanted to see you.

-Agent Heca

Oooh… well, I wouldn’t mind having some company! It’s been soooo boring since the vivisection last night. Gosh, the others didn’t even let me cut its decaying lungs open to see how they’re affected on the inside… killjoys :(

I’ll be looking forward to your arrival :)

-Agent Allaria

[stitchesfromtheneedle]

Do you have a habit of reading these asks out loud? :3

- XIV

No, why would I do that? :0

-Agent Allaria

[stitchesfromtheneedle]

The camera broke?? Well that's a shame... :(

Oh well, an audio log will do just fine I suppose...

-Agent Allaria

[stitchesfromtheneedle]

[DMS Audio Log 3]

[Timestamp: 5:30 PM, 21/7/2026]

[Sounds of struggle and muffled speech, like through a gag. Many machines whir in the background. Electricity buzzes quietly.]

██████: Someone please get the paralyzing agent ready already!

█████████: On it!

[The thrashing sounds slowly ceased, and many voices in the room breathed a sigh of relief. The sound of restraints being snapped into place can be heard.]

Allaria: Good, we can begin.

[Silence for a few minutes, occasionally broken by the sound of metal clinking on metal, then quiet gasps of awe erupt from the people around the room.]

Allaria: Huh. How interesting.

[Wet squelches could be heard.]

██████: Remarkable… the anomaly has infected the subject’s organs too…

████: Many appear to be shrunken or partially destroyed… the lungs and stomach especially…

Allaria: Fascinating. Parts of its blood has the same qualities as that of the samples drawn from its shoulder yesterday, but others are normal, albeit thinner than it should be… is someone writing this down?

██████: Yes, and we’ll have the video tape later too.

Allaria: Good.

[More silence, more squirming and visceral squelches. Some gags can be faintly heard.]

Allaria: …Hm.

██████: What is it?

█████: Oh no. I know that look. Don’t even think about it, Allaria.

Allaria: I haven’t even said anything!

█████████: What were you thinking about this time..?

Allaria: Nothing, nothing! Just… What if we take its heart out and dissect it? It’s practically untouched by the anomaly with its flesh. That fact alone makes it an anomaly too, doesn’t it? Heheh…

██████: You sound waaay too enthusiastic about that.

██████████: That’s not the only reason, is it? Come on, admit it.

Allaria: Ugh, fine. I also wanted to know what would happen if I cut its heart open right now…

██████: That would kill it! Are you out of your mind, Allaria?!

Allaria: Whaaat? It came back to life already, several times before!

██████: You were extremely lucky! There’s no guarantee that it will heal from physical damage of this degree, don’t be reckless!

Allaria: But… but…

[Every other voice in the room collectively]: No!

Allaria: [An annoyed sigh] Aww, fine… let’s just carry on with the procedure then…

[Another long length of mostly silence broken by the clinking of metal instruments and the squirming of internal organs.]

██████: Huh?

███: What? Is something wrong?

██████: …Someone get another dose of the paralyzing agent to the subject, it moved.

████: There’s no way… that’s some of our strongest stuff, how—

Allaria: It doesn’t matter, ██████’s right. Get it, now!

███: On it!

Allaria: …That could’ve been bad. Ugh.

██████: You’d assume that removing its memories of our organization and all that would make it more complacent, not less.

████: It was complacent. Up until half an hour ago when we strapped it to this operating table, of course.

██████: [A sigh] Well, I guess that makes sense…

[Some more silence.]

██████████: Ugh, can someone close the subject’s eyes please? It’s been glaring at me this whole time.

[The sound of a towel being thrown can be heard.]

██████████: Yeah, that’ll do the trick. Thanks.

██████: No problem.

Allaria: Are you guys done complaining, or can we move on to its head now? I want to pick its brain. See if it’s affected by the anomaly too…! [With poorly disguised excitement.]

██████: A-ah, sorry Allaria…

[The sound of a drill can be heard as the agents cut open Fia’s skull. The rest of the log is filled with more visceral squelching, metal clinking, as well as brief, awe-struck comments on the subject’s biology.]

[End Log.]

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ANOTHER ANOTHER ARG???

hooo boy...... gonna have to let yall in the server take this one I fear :/

-Red

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what the fuck did you do to sam

-k

Why do you assume I did anything to Sam? That reflects rather poorly on you, you know! :)

-Agent Allaria

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[Lab results on the tissue samples extracted from Subject Fia’s right arm, left arm, left ankle, and right side of stomach.]

Right arm: 40% human DNA, 40% Unknown Biological Material, 20% Unknown Inorganic Material

Left arm: 10% human DNA, 60% Unknown Biological Material, 30% Unknown Inorganic Material

Left ankle: 80% human DNA, 10% Unknown Biological Material, 10% Unknown Inorganic Material

Right side of stomach: 60% human DNA, 20% Unknown Biological Material, 20% Unknown Inorganic Material

[Notes and observations are as follows.]

The closer the samples were taken to the joint bones around the shoulders, the less blood there was. This was especially true at the sample taken from the left arm, which was taken right at the subject’s shoulder bone. No blood flowed when the sample was taken, and there were no traces of blood found on the sample either.

The tissue cells showed similar behaviour as the subject’s blood cells, decaying and regenerating at the same rate with the samples from the stomach and ankle. However, for the samples taken from the arms, the rate of decay was greater than the rate of regeneration, especially for the sample from the left shoulder, where the rate of decay far exceeds that of regeneration.

The flesh at the subject’s shoulders and knees are observed to be tearing and shredding apart, held only vertically like thick ribbons or thread. Bone cannot be seen through the gaps in its flesh, however it’s possible that as the flesh decays bones can be seen in the future. Must be monitored carefully.

Subject retains limb function despite state of flesh. The anomaly hasn’t penetrated its bones fully to cause it to lose limbs, although it’s entirely within possibility in the future if the anomaly continues to develop.

[End notes.]

[stitchesfromtheneedle]

Oh my, Sam got shot? I hope he’s alright… :(

-Agent Allaria

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[Lab results on blood samples from Subject Fia’s left shoulder.]

30% human DNA

50% Unknown Biological Material

20% Unknown Inorganic Material

[Notes are as follows.]

Extracted blood from subject’s left shoulder, below the area where the flesh is shredding into ribbons. [Please see next set of notes on new tissue samples for details.]

Blood samples were extremely thick and viscous. The closer the samples were taken to the shoulder joint, the thicker and more sap-like the samples became.

Blood samples appeared to be black in colour with a purple tint. Under a microscope, red blood cells were observed to have the same thin purple lines wrapping around them in a grid pattern as observed on the bone sample.

Blood cells showed rapid signs of decay in the hours after being drawn from the subject. There appears to be no correlation between the distance between the samples and the subject and how fast the red (black? purple?) blood cells die off.

Remarkably, the subject’s blood cells regenerate at the same rate as they die, so the amount of blood cells is in constant equilibrium. Likely linked to regenerative capabilities.

[End notes.]

[stitchesfromtheneedle]

For the one that puppeteers from beyond the veil between reality and fiction:

51 Down: "Back _ Black" (AC/DC album)

Good luck.

ANOTHER ARG???

Siiiigh…

-Red

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Ahhh phooey! Won't you drop some nugget of research?

- XIV

Oh, you’re interested? Hmmm…

Well, my subject appears to no longer need air to live. And those purple patches develop and spread every time it comes back to life. Fascinating, no? :)

-Agent Allaria

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How's the research going?

- XIV

Quite well, thank you :)

-Agent Allaria