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cassiasims · 2 months ago

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sorry if you've answered this before, but what do you think every character's favourite patient was?

OH LORD HAVE MERCY. okay. long post incoming.

(as usual i am disregarding masters, park and adams just because of how limited their runs on the show are. nothing personal i love them i prommy)

FELLOWS 1.0:

CAMERON: my joke answer is the 600lb guy from que sera sera; my actual answer is…hm. maybe the couple from clueless (before it was revealed the wife was poisoning him)? or her clinic patient in acceptance. cameron’s centric episodes either have little to do with the patient or usually hinge on her feeling betrayed by them in some way (kalvin in hunting, the husband in fidelity). even though i am no.1 cameron lover this is really tricky. like the answer feels like it should be the cuban couple from human error but she doesn’t even spend that much time with them! honestly it probably is the guy from que sera sera lmfao

FOREMAN: opposite to cameron’s problem; foreman has almost too many episodes where he bonds with the patient in some way—there’s a whole spate of s3 episodes where the whole deal is him becoming attached to the patient and really believing in them only to be disillusioned. i think is fave is probably the romani kid in needle in a haystack, even though it seems to kill him a little bit to watch the kid embrace his culture over his academic opportunities—they got along really well, and foreman really seemed to see himself in him.

CHASE: there’s a really really obvious answer to this: moira from chase. if we disregard her…lol i’ve joked before about how chase only seems to care about patients when they’re children or nuns, so it’d either be sister constantine from damned if you do or maybe gabe from cursed.

FELLOWS 2 ELECTRIC BOOGALOO:

quick note that it’s a little harder for these three since their introduction marks the show’s gradual shift from ‘case driven’ to ‘character driven’

TAUB: the hasidic woman from don’t ever change. i’m a bit biased for this—i really, really love this episode for several reasons, and i think taub’s…grace? respect? for the patient embracing her religion even though he personally doesn’t see it that way is a really lovely bit of character work for him, and it’s one of the reasons why i’m so fond of him. anyway i’d like to think that this is his favourite patient lol.

THIRTEEN: obvious answer is probably her hookup from lucky thirteen (where she does the whole ‘attaching herself to a dying patient then backing off as soon as they get better’ act that cameron is always falsely accused of lmao), so my second nomination is the intersex kid from the softer side. she spends a lot of time with him, clearly seems to identify in some way with the idea that he has a right to know his own medical history, and they get along well in spite of her crushing guilt that she might have ruined his life by telling him about his being intersex. lmfao.

KUTNER: once again a tricky answer (i know who his least favourite patient is: the girl from emancipation who lied about her parents dying!) but most likely the woman from birthmarks. he really, really goes out to bat for her when it comes to defending her from her parents and clearly related to her in regards to them both being adopted. it’s kind of a shame that the patient is more of a b-plot to the house/wilson relationship drama in that episode, because it would’ve been nice to see more of it. anyway that’s off topic

THE BIG THREE

WILSON: rarely interacts directly with house’s patients, so probably rebecca adler from the pilot? he cared enough to lie about her being her cousin at least (even if he forgot her name). or maybe andie from autopsy. ok final answer andie from autopsy.

CUDDY: brief shoutout to everyone’s favourite pregnant woman EMMA SLOAN from the s3 all timer that is fetal position, since cuddy spends the whole episode ignoring everyone’s advice and trying (and succeeding) to save the pregnancy, but the real answer is likely the girl in joy to the world. not just because cuddy ends up adopting her baby—well before that, cuddy spends most of her time at her bedside and clearly identifies with her.

HOUSE: so there are a ton of options—the obvious one is cate milton from frozen, but i’d be remiss if i didn’t shout out the following: queen emma sloan (once again), the kid (luke) from the socratic method, eve from one day, one room, rebecca adler from the pilot, and andie from autopsy. and probably some more that i’m forgetting. but the real answer probably is cate. he missed the diagnosis because he wanted her to not have cold feet!

#asks #house md #allison cameron #robert chase #eric foreman #remy thirteen hadley #chris taub #lawrence kutner #lisa cuddy #james wilson #gregory house

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fluffle-system · 2 years ago

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OK weird ass kin talk upcoming if you don't like fictionkin stuff/non source compliant canons turn back

I kin the bitch that created the Black and White and even I don't fucking know where the Sniggles came from, but I do think each HM treats them differently, because as One, who also created Wiggly, I liked them. They were my backups, and I treated them well, but as Two, I feel like I was definitely more of a bitch, which honestly, fits it. And since Two created Blinky, I suppose it reflects on the Sniggles, who were rightfully frightened of the demon octopus thing that even when wholesome is kinda a big ass creep. That only leaves Four and Nibbly for my side, you'll have to ask @melody-musings if falls wants to, about the rest. I think I treated the Sniggles decently enough, but was more focused on my own thing, which I guess is why there's not really much to the Nibbly Ditty? Also I have no fucking clue what or where Drowsy Town is, maybe one day I'll think about it and go "oh yeah, Drowsy Town!" But for now it's just a big ass shrug from me.

i need more lore about the sniggles. where do they come from? are they born from the black and white? are they from drowsy town? how does drowsy town function in relation to the black and white? do they have differing relationships with each of their respective lords in black? because wiggly's sniggles seem on board with everything he's doing, but we see that blinky's live in fear of him. i need answers.

#hatchetfield #hatchetverse #starkid #kin stuff #HM 1.0 #One #HM 2.0 #Two #HM 4.0 #Four #Wiggly #Blinky #Nibbly #wiggog y'wrath #bliklotep #nibblenephim

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luckyarchivist · 2 months ago

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Archivist Hypothesis: Leander, Cutiefulest Cult Leader This Side of Lowtown (WC: 3K)

(Leader and Leander are only an "n" off... Hm.)

I’m here again, because Leander’s 2.0 route has been taking up all of my brainspace to the point where I haven’t even thought about doing the other THREE routes I still have to finish. Including Ais’s! And that’s my mans!

But my mans must wait. Because talking about Leander and his textbook cult-style manipulation is #1 Priority for me rn.

I mentioned in answering this ask that Leander and MC seem to be meant to be a "cult of one," where Leander is the Leader and the MC is his recruit. And, because I happen to love the video Mind Control Made Easy (I remember the musical.ly trends...), and have a copy of the script in my Drive, I’ll be pulling from that non-academic resource to illustrate my points.

So let’s talk about the new Leander, and the proof I could find of how he’s laying the groundwork for a cult-flavored, emotionally manipulative relationship with the MC.

"Structure your cult like an onion..." "...with the most benign and helpful features on the outside, and the most controlling, kooky, and evil parts at the secret inner core."

Honestly, I believe this element may apply to both Leander and his Adderstone. On the surface, the Adderstone is a group of do-gooder yorozuya run by their equally stand-up boss.

Also from MCME: “Establish front groups.”

However, unlike the Bloodhounds (RIP), the Adderstone certainly doesn’t give off the vibes of a local Samaritan club that happens to really like magic tricks and pissing on the Senobium’s good name. Their behavior so far feels almost cliquey. You’re barred from speaking with Leander when you first encounter him at the Wet Wick—

—and the Adders don’t even react outwardly when you mention the Senobium near them, instead closing off.

Kinda like when you try to tell a joke to the popular kids and they just look at you.

Now, yes, this is only two things. But we’re also only in the prologue, so I hope to see more proof of this insular culture within the Adderstone. A big part of cults is some kind of separation from the rest of the world, physically and/or mentally, and that separation being encouraged by the Leader. To me, even if they do good works, the truth of this organization is not the community helpers they’re marketed as.

Now, while Leander may not be trying to recruit you to the Adderstone (at least, not yet), he is trying to recruit you to his private, VIP cult. This means he must also hide his true personality under more benign layers.

I may be in the minority saying this, but I don’t believe at this point that Leander is totally bereft of goodwill towards others. And I hate to plagiarize, but this is what I said about Leander in the ask I referenced at the top of this ramble:

In 1.0, Leander is playing a part. He is acting as someone who is very silly and very promiscuous and endlessly kind, despite his abilities as a mage and a leader, because that is what draws people in. … But that's not him, or rather, that's not the truest version of him. In 2.0, Leander is himself. And we see in his route that the cute, blushing Leander, who speaks highly of friends and foes alike, is not absent — he's still there, because that is him, too. It's just not played up to such a comical degree. That is because 2.0 Leander uses his authority to get people to trust him, rather than appealing to their emotions with cuteness.

Whether you’re talking about old or new Leander, his controlling and kooky (I hesitate to say evil, for now) true personality is hidden under an approachable façade. For 2.0, Leander’s outer layer is the capable but never arrogant activist, one who looks out for the little guy and is always ready to lend a hand. We’ve only just begun to peel back these layers, and what we’ll find when we get to the “inner core” is yet to be known. I’m excited for it, though!

“Promise to fulfill their dreams.”

Oh, this one’s easy. We all know that the MC is in Eridia looking for a solution to their curse, having finally reached their breaking point in one way or another. After being res’d by Kuras, the MC seeks Leander on his advice.

And, wow: only the second person the MC has met in Eridia, and already we have a way forward! Not only does Leander promise to help you find a solution — and kinda imply that perhaps he is the only person who can help you find a solution, in his subtle way—

—but he also demonstrates that he can touch the MC without being cursed, and promises to fulfill their dream of “normalcy”.

This is something that, so far, no other love interest can offer you, not that MC is eager to test this. It’s an easy way for Leander to draw them in.

Having thought on it for a while, I thought this move of showing he could touch you was quite appropriate. The cults I’ve learned about in my very casual consumption of cult analysis media often do A Thing or Things to show people that the cult is legit, or to get those halfway through the door of the cult to recruit more people by saying, “Wow, come look at this! Isn’t it amazing?”

Religious cults might perform a miracle or predict the future or bestow momentary enlightenment upon you, to show that the Leader and the group are truly blessed by God or a similar divine being; growth and development cults might build community and allow you access to professional contacts through classes, workshops, and retreats, awarding you personal success and upward progress within the cult. In either case, the initial bait is a tactic to draw you in and make you want to stay, because you feel the cult has something to offer.

Leander’s version of this is his magical protection against your curse. I mean, it is a miracle, isn’t it? And we read through narration that MC is clearly starving (touch-starving, lmao) for this kind of contact. Their wish is being granted; surely, this man must be the one to trust, if he can do all this, right?

My addendum to the checklist: Choose the right prey.

"Fulfilling dreams" is just one of the cult steps that relies on the person you are recruiting being vulnerable.

Now, everyone has dreams. And, truly, I believe that fact is proof that anyone can be recruited into a cult, as long as that cult is offering the right thing at the right time. But the MC fits a specific stereotype of cult recruits quite well.

In my little bit of research, I’ve often seen the term “lost souls” used to describe recruits. Tenuous connections to family or friends, and a desire for community; a sense of purposelessness or despair; an endurance of hard times, and a yearning for those times to end, without the power to stop them. I would definitely say we see our MC in these. I mean, they barely see themselves as human because of their curse—

—and they say more than once that death would be preferable to living as they are.

This lack of self-esteem and general instability makes MC an easy target for a manipulator. Once you figure out what they want (the ability to touch through the removal of their curse), all you have to do is give them that, or the illusion of it. Of course, if you want to hold onto this person, and truly make them devoted to you, as Leander does, there have to be…caveats to this gift.

“Offer them something free...” “...and get them to feel obliged to give you something in return.”

As mentioned, the MC is incredibly vulnerable when they enter Eridia, and not just in a mental or emotional way. They are totally alone, in a new city far from whatever they could’ve considered home. They have little money, and the other form of currency that runs this town — information — they seem reluctant to give out to others. They need both basic necessities, like food and shelter, and a solution to their life-ruining ill.

Lo and behold, here comes Leander, who is simply too kind to make you pay for anything he gives you. Drinks, room and board, a chance to touch someone without driving them crazy: all free of charge. It’s a little suspicious, even to the MC.

It’s probably just because they’ve been so isolated and rejected! They’re just not used to a normal amount of kindness from people.

Leander’s free.99 approach made me wonder if that is how his Adders — and by extension, the entirety of Lowtown — were recruited or curried favor with. Perhaps those in his inner circle were guilted into joining the group after one too many free drinks, and then succumbed to the brainwashing reinforced by “true believers” within the Adders. As for the people of Lowtown, I highly, highly doubt they’d all fit the description of cult followers, but anyone down on their luck is likely to look favorably on a person or an organization that offers them aid in their time of need. And it’s possible that Leander could call on these people to do his bidding in the future, because of all the favors they’ve been done.

The question between Leander and MC is, “What will Leander ask for, in exchange for all of his free assistance?” Help taking down the Senobium? Your powers of contact insanity? Your heart, in sickness or in health, till death do you part? Or some combination of the three? There’s no way to know for sure quite yet; that’ll have to wait until the release of the full game.

“Encourage separation from their family. …” “Isolate them from the rest of the world. …”

If you’re following along in the video, I’m breaking from the order of steps — this is much later. But Leander takes the initiative and pulls this step out early in his solo route. Good for him!

Although MC has no family, they do have some semblance of acquaintances in Eridia, who they’re at least on speaking terms with by the end of the demo. You don’t even know these people that well! And yet, they are a threat to your to-be-all-consuming relationship with Leander, one that he is quick to crush.

As all the other LIs do, Leander offers to share what he knows about your other potential beaux. But look at this line:

Perfection! Not worth the Ais lines I lost, but still absolutely lovely.

It's right on the edge of, “I'm concerned for you, you need to be careful,” and “I will make you distrust these other people so you can only trust me.” It's so casually written, and so vague: partially, of course, because Leander is going to elaborate in just a moment. But I also like to think it's conditioning MC to take him at his word without detail. Ais and Vere are Monsters — shouldn't that be enough for you to stay away? It doesn't matter what "faults" Mhin and Kuras have — just the fact that I've said something about it at all should make you nervous.

And it only gets better, because you as the player get to see how easily Leander manipulates MC and maintains his geniality depending on what MC thinks about each other LI.

Oh, you want to befriend Mhin? Not a good idea; you shouldn't waste energy on “someone who won’t respect your time.” But if you don't want to bother with Mhin, Leander fondly describes them as a tender soul beneath all their thorns. The same for all the others: Ais is both a harmless rival and a Monster tyrant who sees humans as below him; Vere, a victim of the Senobium and a notorious killer; Kuras, a saint beyond reason and a mysterious shadowy figure unable to cure your curse.

Leander's lines about the other LIs in 1.0 (at least, as I recall them), were much more casual — and, of course, often implied amorous feelings or relations. Not anymore. This Leander has a goal, and that goal is to lock you down, now.

(This hypothesis of mine — that, over the course of the story, Leander is going to make the MC rely more and more on him, trusting him about everything {especially relating to his own stellar reputation and what it’s definitely not hiding, or the trustworthiness or safety of entities outside of those Leander can control} — also relates to many other steps of “becoming a cult leader” mentioned in MCME, such as:

“Make them paranoid about their own bodies or thought processes.”

“Revert them back to childhood dependence and mindless obedience.”

“Demonize outsiders as less-than-human, biased, corrupt, or conspiring against the group. Develop an us-versus-them mentality.”

I hope we’ll get to see these escalations come out in full force once the game is released.)

I also think these choices from Leander make narrative sense. Leander initially thought he had a monopoly on you, having learned that you took Kuras’s direction but didn’t tell him of your curse and its effects. Once he learns that you know everyone else, people who could plausibly draw you away from him, it makes sense that he would start to pull his strings to bring you back, as opposed to waiting it out. On the other hand, if you don't show any signs of leaving him by saying you see all the other LIs unfavorably, Leander can maintain his People's Princess persona and say nice things about them all.

This kind of two-faced manipulation fits in doubly well with Leander's new prominent angle as a sort of political figure: one who knows the right words to stir people up and get them on his side. He has the talent to spin a person as a sinner or a saint, and technically not be lying either way.

“Act friendly and interested. Get information and hone their weak spots—” "—and then use this information to manipulate them gradually. Over time, you'll begin to shape the recruit's behavior by granting or withholding this love and attention.”

As our cult leader, and the most outwardly and conventionally friendly of all the LIs, obviously Leander’s been doing this. Not only is he the first person to get some real information out of the MC about their curse, but Leander then suggests that he have sole rights to that information — for your safety, of course.

Not only that, but he's super excited when you tell him during his route that he is, in fact, the only person who knows what's really going on under those bandages.

Maybe because he's ecstatic he has the most leverage over MC out of all of his friends!

We also start to see some of this grant/withhold behavior in his solo route, though not with his affection so much as his information. He offers you new info about how to fix your problem (which MC remarks he got his hands on crazy fast!)—

This last line is both so fake and so real coming from him.

—before he inexplicably threatens to take this info away.

Love how he makes it seem like he's trying to accommodate you here!

By refusing to give up the information we were just promised, Leander actually manages to draw the MC closer to him. They panic—

—and their actions cause them and Leander to become closer, physically and emotionally.

Look at Leander, dictating your behavior at the end. You snake, you! 🤭

I won’t pretend I think that this cult of one is going to turn into a sex cult (an intimate touch cult, maybe XD), but there's a reason that sex is so prevalent in cults: sex is power. Based on what we know of Leander, I don’t think he’d shy away from having a physical relationship with the MC for both his own gratification and the achievement of his ends, i.e. keeping MC under his thumb.

Presumably, if you choose to date Leander, the MC has decided that he is most equipped to help them, and they place all their touch-related eggs in his gold-embellished basket. Not only that, but his isolating remarks during your discussion of the other LIs likely make the MC reluctant to trust anyone else for help. This makes the giveth and the taketh away even more potent, as without Leander’s love and assistance, the MC goes back to being the lonely and shunned “monstrosity” they were when they entered the city.

Personally, I think this bedroom scene is absolutely wild: why is MC freaking out like this? But I’ve never been indoctrinated into a cult, and people who have (as well as people who study it, or who deprogram cult members) say sometimes it can only take a couple of days to be hooked by the leader’s charisma. And the 2.0 demo definitely takes place over the course of a couple of days!

What’s to come?

There are a lot more elements of both the cult of one, which is a specific relationship dynamic, and of cult leaders and their followers in general that I could mention, both that Leander has already used and that I hope he will. But this is already 3K words, so, I’ll cut myself off here. There's only one thing left I want to say.

My hope: an Unnamed feeling

If I could speak one thing into the game, it would be all the cute lines from Ais and Leander back. But if I couldn't choose that, and assuming this isn't already present (since I’ve only played the new demo with my Exile, Iulanz), I'd wish for this:

I’d really, really like it if my fav, the Unnamed MC, actually notices these signs of cult behavior before the other MCs. They’ve been in the midst of a cult before, and it could be argued that they have undergone and subsequently broken out of a cult’s brainwashing already (though as an object of worship, rather than a worshipper).

I think it would be fantastic for the Unnamed, who was able to see their priests draw in who-knows-how-many people and turn them into “true believers” who willingly drove themselves mad by allowing MC to touch them, to realize that they were caught in this cycle again but on a different side. In some ways, that’d make their story a lot more tragic — a person who, despite traveling miles to escape their only home because of the damage they caused, cannot escape this toxic lifestyle of effusive and damaging devotion to one whose power or influence demands worship and obedience.

Et tu?

Here’s the mandatory section where I solicit feedback. What do you think about new Leander? What did I fuck up in this essay? Is this another time where I’m saying obvious shit that everybody knows, and I just shouldn’t have bothered? And will you be joining the Cult of the Dagger and the Snake? These are all questions I will be watching for your answers to, as well as your random comments, wherever you put them. Thanks for reading!

#touchstarved game #touchstarved vn #leander #leander touchstarved #touchstarved fanwork #archivist hypothesis #character analysis #i am so obsessed with leander who's bad #and i'm so glad he doesn't just live in my imagination anymore #but like. the leash line?#i still can't take it seriously #that wasn't sexy. i was just shocked #who says that???#anw i am NOT a cult expert so #please don't ask any hard questions about that 🥺#but i welcome easy questions!!

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escapingmytrauma · 1 month ago

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BLUELOCK MEDIC 1.0 NAGI

Nagi’s Route WC: 1.5K

CW/TW: Nagi lowkey being… weird ish.

A/N: Don’t forget to vote at the end of the chapter.

Finally, the dinner was over and you could breathe a little. You’re in your room already about to get ready for bed, but you want some water before you go to bed. You drag yourself back to the cafeteria to get some water. You walk into the cafeteria and you see someone with their head down.

Is he… sleeping?

You go over to the body and lightly tap on his shoulder but there’s no response. You hum to yourself and push against his shoulder; but instead he reaches out a hand and grabs a hold of your wrist.

Wha -

Before you can even process what was going on, your body is pulled in and he now has a heavy arm over you and his head laying comfortably on the arm he pulled. You stay still for a little while trying to process what just happened. You looked over to him and take a good look.

Oh…. I believe this is Nagi.

“H-hey, Nagi… you should go to sleep in your room,” You mumble out as you try to squirm your way out, but his weight somehow increases on top of your arm. You can barely him mumbling out some words but you can’t hear what he’s saying.

“S’ comfortable….” is all you can make out from all the words he had mumbled out. You sigh softly. You look beside you on the table and see a cup of water.

I shouldn’t, but he really isn’t waking up.

You reach over and grab the water and slowly pour some over the top of his head. This seems to finally work and he wakes up. He sits up and he turns to you with half lidded eyes.

“What’s going on?’ He asks, but he genuinely looks confused. You set the cup of water back on the table and finally get out Nagi’s grasp.

“You had fallen asleep, but you really should get to your room, you’ll sleep better there and you won’t be sore in the morning,” you explain. You step back about to walk away before he interrupts.

“S’ too much work,” he responds and puts his head back down.

HE CAN’T BE SERIOUS?!

You watch as his eyes close again.

Oh, he definitely is.

You sigh softly and bring yourself near him again, “Listen, Nagi, you’ll be more comfortable back in your room. C’mon, I’ll walk you back to your room,” you offer. After a few moments he starts to slowly stand up and looks at you. You reach over and grab his wrist; you slowly start to make your out of the room.

“Who are you by the way?” He asks as the both of you make y’all’s way to his room.

It takes everything in you not to make a look of being flabbergasted, “I’m your medic…” you state, then you add, “Well Bluelock’s medic.”

He stays quiet and continues to follow you back to his room. It doesn’t take long for the both of you to arrive to the front of his door.

“Here you are, G’night Nagi,” you say and start walking past him.

He put a gentle hand on the top of your head, “Thanks, medic.” Without another word y’all are back into the respective rooms; however….

“Why am I having trouble sleeping? He literally just patted my head as thanks,” you tell yourself. You turn over to your side and close your eyes trying to go to sleep to the best of your ability. Unfortunately, it doesn’t work and you get a new idea.

You get out of the bed and walk over to your desk pulling out files of the players. You start read up Nagi’s profile.

Hm… him and Reo, huh…

You read some more and your eyes slightly widen at his physical stats and abilities. “For someone who seems lost a lot, he sure is strong and capable…”

()()()()()()()

The next morning you make your way to the field and walk in seeing everyone stretching before starting. You look around and see everyone stretching except for Nagi.

Jeez! He’s asking for an injury.

You go over to Nagi, “Hey, you should really stretch,” you state as you look at him. He looks at you with an emotionless face.

“S’ too much of a hassle,” he responds nonchalantly.

This time your reaction betrays you and the shock is written all over your face, “W-what?… Listen Nagi, you really need to stretch; maybe it’s worked out for you up until this point, but you’re going to end up with an injury because you didn’t stretch out your body.”

“I don’t really like repeating myself, but I already told you, s’ too much -”

“Shut up and stretch,” you cut him off crossing your arms.

“Nah…”

You smile a fake sweet smile and pull on his jersey pulling his eyes down to your level, “I guess…. I’ll just have to talk to Ego about taking your phone privileges,” you threaten softly.

That seems to redeem a reaction from Nagi who looks at you with slight shock, “You’re bluffing…” he accuses.

“Try me,” you challenge and let go of his jersey. He groans in annoyance and plops himself down starting to stretch.

IT WORKED!

You smile in victory and go back to the sidelines.

After a little while the endurance training starts and you watch closely to make sure everyone is doing okay. At the same time, you decide to continue to read up their files. After some time, they take a break.

A few of the guys sit down around you, but you don’t pay much attention as you’re still reading up on the profiles. You suddenly feel a shoulder on you, and you see Nagi. “You’re more comfortable than some of the shoulders I’ve leaned on,” he mumbles as he closes his eyes. You can feel his sweat seeping through your shirt, but you don’t pay much attention to it.

“Wow, what an honor,” you respond slightly sarcastically.

“Wait, I want to try,” Otoya cuts in and leans his head on your other shoulder.

Fanfuckingtastic.

“Yeah, hate to break it to you both, but I’m not a rest stop,” you explain closing your folder of the profiles. They both seem to ignore you as they continue to relax on you. You sigh and look at the other players who seem to be panting out trying to regain their breath.

()()()()()()()()()

It was dinner and you were quietly eating in the cafeteria while reading a book to expand your knowledge on the body. You hear the door slide open and your eyes are met with bored gray eyes. Nagi sluggishly finds his way to you and plops down beside you; you feel a heavy head on your shoulder.

“Nagi, isn’t there someone else’s shoulder you could use?” You ask as you close your book.

“S’ too much of a hassle to find someone else,” he responds, and a yawn quickly follows behind the statement.

You stay quiet and continue to eat your food quietly. Not too long after, a few more players pull into the cafeteria. They all sit down at the same table, and you glance up. You see Reo, Chigiri, and Karasu all sit down across from you.

Reo looks at Nagi, “seems like he has taken a liking to you,” he comments.

You shake your head ‘no’ as you swallow the bite of food you had in your mouth, “Nah, pretty sure I was the only person in here,” you comment.

The remainder of dinner you’re chatting away with the three players while Nagi continues to sleep on your shoulder.

Afterwards, you gently nudge Nagi, “Hey, Nagi, I’m going to my room,” you mumble. You slowly lifts his head and then lays his head on the table. You bid everyone a goodnight and walk back to your room with the book in your hand. As soon as you get to your room, you decide to take a shower.

In the shower your mind keeps going back to what Reo said.

“Seems like he has taken a liking to you.”

You chuckle to yourself and finish up your shower, you dry yourself off and wrap the towel around your body. You walk back into your room and go to the dresser picking out some clothes. You start to unravel your towel when a voice cuts you off, “You sure you wanna change in front of me?’

Your eyes widen as you quickly wrap the towel again, you slowly turn around with cheeks feeling hotter than the sun, “N-Nagi, can you please tell me what you’re doing in my bed?”

Nagi is laying down under the covers, on his stomach, and playing on his phone as if the whole situation was normal.

The fuck is wrong with him!?

“Well, I sleep better around you, so if I want to get a goodnight rest… better to sleep with you,” he explains looking up at you. You swallow and look around the room as if to avoid eye contact.

“So, ‘m going to sleep here tonight…” he states and goes back to playing his game.

#bllk smut #bllk x reader #bllk x you #bllk #nagi seishiro #bllk nagi #seishiro nagi #nagi smut #nagireo #bllk manga #blue lock nagi #nagi is a lil weird #nagi x reader #nagi x you #nagi x y/n

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frankenstein-ate-my-left-shoe · 2 months ago

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oops, i buddie'd a bit too close to the sun and barfed up 3.4k words woo!

by all means

buddie | T | 3,498 words | on AO3

this is set during/post S6 E11 "In Another Life" so spoiler warning!

God, he’s never going to look at a hospital the same way again.

Buck shakes off the thought; weird, admittedly kinda scary, ComaBobby’s simple “Go.” echoing in his head, the sight of Maddie’s arm, the rosary beads clutched in real Bobby’s hands keeping him running down another endless hallway.

Running, running, running. Methodically checking himself as he goes, lest his dumb real-him lungs start to give out.

He finally makes it to the next tee, and is about to take off down the hall to the left when,

“Can you help me find my dad?”

Oh no

No no no nonono he cannot see what his brain will cook up with that one.

“Sorry, you’re not real and I have to leave.” Buck tells Chris right to his adorable little face.

He looks away, muttering “Always gonna feel guilty about that one…” and takes off down the hall.

Finally, finally, he makes it; the door out to his world, the real world, only millimeters from his fingers when it’s tugged inward out of reach.

“Daniel?”

“Evan.” his brother says coolly, closing the door behind him.

“You’re not leaving, are you?”

“I have to.” Buck says, smiling, “My life isn’t here. It’s there."

“What about me?”

Something cold and dread-flavored drops into his stomach.

“You’re not just gonna leave me here. Alone.” Daniel continues as if he couldn't, won’t imagine Buck leaving without him.

“Daniel, this is hard for me, don’t make it harder.” he pleads to Daniel’s unwavering expression. “I–I finally know what it would have been like to have an older brother and I love you.. But you’re not real. None of this is.”

Again, Buck reaches for the door, but is blocked by Daniel’s hand.

“Why are you doing this?”

“Don’t I deserve to live? What if I want to exist, hm?

“Out there, I don’t. Out there, I’m barely a memory. Out there, I am nothing.

“The real world sucks, that’s the beauty of this place, It can be anything you want it to be.” he grins, “You could have it all, here.

“Like the family you never had.”

Buck opens his mouth to protest; he already has the family he needs. His real family who need him when suddenly, a third figure lopes into their stretch of the hallway; stopping himself short from his half-panicked jog.

Oh Jesus Christ.

“Buck! There you are Cariño,” Eddie sighs, striding the couple steps more to cup Buck’s face in both hands, those dark eyes of his studying every minuscule inch of his face. “Are you okay? Have you seen Christopher?”

“Eddie, wha—“

“It’s okay, querido, we can look for him together,” Eddie’s hands slide from his cheeks and down his arms, grabbing tight to Buck’s fingers and tugging him back the way he came.

Cariño, querido.. He may not be fluent, but he knows these. Buck 1.0’s attempts to broaden his horizons into LA’s much more common romantic language for the sake of getting his dick wet.

“No, no Eddie wait,” Buck manages to pull one of his hands free, “I have to—” he looks back at Daniel, “What is happening?”

“This is your mind, Evan, there’s nothing you can deny or hide or brush off like it’s nothing. Including your feelings for your best friend.” Daniel says, while Eddie keeps trying to guide him away from the window, smiling emptily up at him, “You could have him here. He could be yours, here.”

Buck freezes completely. Eddie– ComaEddie holds tight to him.

“Eddie,” he gulps, “Eddie, sweetheart, I’ll come with you in just a minute, I have to talk to Daniel.”

Heartbreak shifts in where emptiness was. “But Chris—”

“Chris is fine baby, I left him with Hen and Chim down at the Nurses’ Station on this floor.”

ComaEddie sighs in relief, “Okay good, I’ll meet you there mi vida,”

Buck’s heart stutters once at the name, then once again before rabbiting into high gear when Eddie steps into his space and kisses him.

It was barely a peck. A chaste, normal, we do this every day kiss, but it sends Buck reeling all the same.

His fingers are released, and Eddie disappears down the hall.

For a few heartbreaking seconds, Buck actually considers following.

Here he can have, already has, the domesticity he’s longed for with Eddie since even before the tsunami.

Here he doesn’t have to panic about what having feelings for his best friend and partner would do to the station, to Chris, to him if it ever went wrong.

Evan is only a teacher here. And Eddie can be his here.

No.

“I do have a family.” Buck says, simply. “Not the same one that I have here, but one that needs me.”

He shoves past Daniel and into the room beyond, but his brother stays on his heels as he crosses to the window, dull light glowing out from between shelves of orange prescription bottles.

“Do They?”

“Daniel, stop doing this, okay? I have to get back before it’s too late.” Again, ComaHen and ComaChim’s words swirl through his head. Even just a cursory glance through the glass tell him all he needs to know.

Bobby still sitting there, rosary in one hand, Athena’s in his other.

His real parents hovering over the other side of the bed.

Maddie standing in the corner, like she can’t bear to be any closer.

The white coat standing over him and unhooking—

What?

“It’s already too late.” Daniel says as Buck focuses more clearly on the scene in front of him “Your real family? They’re already pulling the plug, Evan.”

“No. No, that’s not what’s happening.”

“Oh,” he coos condescendingly, “They’re just waiting for you to die so they can move on with their lives. Without you.”

“They wouldn’t do that.”

“And yet.”

Buck looks back out at himself.

Lying there in that bed.

He knows enough not to believe Daniel. They’re probably watching, waiting like he is now, for him to take a breath on his own.

Without the machine.

“They don’t care about you. Why would they? You’re never good enough, never have been. The only reason you were even born was for spare parts and they weren't even effective.

“That wasn’t my fault.”

“We both know you don’t really believe that.”

Buck turns, and Daniel is no longer there.

His own face glares back at him, standing between him and the real world.

“Just stay, Evan. You know you want this.”

Between one blink and the next, HisDanielFace shifts into Eddie’s.

Something burns behind his ribs.

He’s right.

He does.

He wants the real Eddie.

The real Chris

The real Bobby

His family.

A weight settles into his palm.

“I do.” buck says, smiling.

FakeEddie smiles back.

Then Buck swings the axe.

Waking up in that bed, staring across the room at a wall where there should have been a shattered window trips him up the first time he really can register it.

Wracking his brain for any memories, he registers that the ones he has from Before come in dull snippets, then the sharp contrasted color of his Coma World, then back to fuzzy half-remembered moments of waking up, of asking for water, for Bobby.

And now, Maddie smiles down at him while he munches away on some peanut butter and cheese crackers. “First thing I’m gonna do when I get outta here,” he says around a still-too-dry and still-too-sore throat, “Buy a pizza. I’m so done with hospital food.”

“You should buy a lottery ticket.” Maddie says, passing him his water, “You’re the luckiest man in the world right now.”

Buck opens his mouth to respond when there’s a short knock on the door. “Surprise!”

Chim and Bobby are the first through the door, followed by Hen. Someone calls him “The firehouse lightning rod.”, Hugs are exchanged, kisses plastered to his cheeks, a bony eleven year old hiked up into his arms (and his dad’s protests and concerns about all Buck’s tubing ignored by both son and Buck).

(Looking down at Chris at his side shoots a bolt of unease (hah) through him; the Chris his brain invented was much smaller than this one is. Did his brain present him with the Chris he knew from a few years ago to try and get him to stay??)

Buck’s doctor comes in a few minutes after the hoard did, the sea parting for her to check on him as she needed.

“How long’ll he be out, Doc?” Chim asks as the noise and chatter settle down around them.

“Few weeks; no strenuous activity, and no heavy lifting.”

“Damn.. Better call Bosko, Cap.” Hen says, to the others’ enjoyment, and Chim continues, “So, how was it? Do you remember anything?”

Buck can feel the others that were there still.

“About what, my near death expirience?”

“Any of it; the call? The fall? Though I wouldn’t call it an NDE..”

“Oh yeah? What would you call it, smartass?” Eddie quips, a crooked smile on his face.

“Well.. it’s not a near death experience if you actually did die, right?”

The gathered masses start booing and hissing at him, saying “Too soon, Chim.”, and “That is terrible!”, but Buck can only laugh at his continued defence of the topic.

“What?! I’m curious if my close-to-deaths were anything like his actual one!”

Eventually the hospital staff comes by to chide the hoard for being too many, too long, and the group starts to peter out with promises to return the next day.

Hen, Karen, and Denny are the first to take their leave, having to get going for a big field trip Denny is taking in the morning, Chim and Maddie are next, a long tight hug from Maddie before they and Phillip and Margaret head back to the apartment for the night.

Eddie and Chris slip out to grab Chris some dinner from the hospital food court, and Athena follows, promising to bring back pizza for him if they find it.

Which leaves Bobby.

“You really gave us a scare, Kid.” he says, settling down in what Buck only knows as his chair. “Thought I’d lost you.”

“Worried about me, Pops?” Buck tries to joke. His voice catches on the name. He has to clear his throat.

“I was.” Bobby states, “Very worried.”

“I know,” Buck nods, “You had to break out the rosary and everything.”

Bobby stills in his chair, “How’d you know that?”

Buck’s stomach, wheezing emptily around only those few crackers he’d had earlier, squeezes with nerves. He wants to tell Bobby everything, wants to tell him it really was him who’d helped him get out, but he’s not sure if he should.

“You were there.” He croaks, voice and throat even more sore now with all the talking he’d been doing, “I could see you while I was under, both out here and In There.”

“Where is There?”

“In the other world.”

Bobby continues to gaze steadily at him. There’s something there, behind his eyes, that echoes the crazed, purgatory version of him.

“It was like an alternate universe in there. In my head. I was a teacher Bobby.”

That loosens him up a little, “What kind of teacher?”

“I dunno, never made it into the classroom.”

He finally laughs, a soft Dad-like chuckle, and Buck pushes on. “Everything was all wrong, but it.. Wasn’t? My brain was trying to show me everything it thought I wanted but it was.. Cock-eyed? Like, Maddie was there, but so was Doug. My parents were there, all loving and stuff, but so was Daniel.”

“Your brother being there was a bad thing?”

“I’m sure it wouldn’t actually have been, but my brain was telling me that he was there and because he was, I shouldn’t have been. And also he was a huge dick to me there at the end.”

Bobby chuckles again, and Buck can see the gears turning in his head.

“Hen and Chim were there too, they were trying to help as best they could, but you were the one to really give me that push.. So, thanks.”

“You’re very welcome, kiddo.” Bobby’s eyes crinkle up at the corners, then, they fall on something outside his door.

“You get only a single slice of cheese, Buckley. And no complaints.” Athena says, striding in with a triangular to-go box in one hand, and Chris’ in the other.

“I got two pieces!” he calls triumphantly.

“And I’m sure I won’t live to regret that.” Eddie mutters, a smile on his lips.

Chris hands his box back to his dad and proceeds to do his damndest to get back up on the bed with Buck, who reaches down to help, only for Bobby to beat him to the punch.

“Be careful, mijo.”

“I will dad,” Chris sighs, holding out a hand again for his pizza which Eddie passes over.

The five of them chat for about an hour more when Athena stands, puts Buck’s now empty box on his table, and leans in for a hug, “So glad you’re okay, Buckaroo.”

Bobby comes around to give him a hug too, “We’ll see you back when you’re all healed up, are we clear?”

Buck laughs, “Yes, dad.”

The two take their leave, and Buck turns to ask Chris something, when a soft snore snuffles out his mouth.

“Well, so much for asking him about his science club.”

Eddie laughs, looking over at Chris from his chair at Buck’s side. “Don’t worry, he’ll use that as an excuse to skip school and come back tomorrow.”

“I wouldn’t mind seeing my two favorite Diazes again so soon.” he says, glancing down at Chris’ slack-jawed face.

“I hope I’m one of the two.”

Buck’s stomach flips, “No, you’re number three, actually, your abuela is number two. Her sopes are to die for.”

Buck chuckles at his own joke, glancing down again to make sure he didn’t jostle Chris too much, but pauses, and looks back up when he doesn’t hear Eddie laughing along.

Eddie’s face is tense, “Eddie, I was kidding, okay? You’re number tw–”

“Three minutes and 17 seconds.”

“What?”

“That’s how long your heart stopped beating.”

Buck blinks at him, then down at his knees.

“You died Buck, and I couldn’t— I tried— You were hanging there and—”

Buck’s eyes widen; Eddie was going to have a panic attack if he didn’t calm down soon,

He grabs onto Eddie’s wrist, “Eddie, Eddie! Eddie, sweetheart, it’s okay, you’re okay, I’m fine, see?” he squeezes his friend’s arm, “I’m right here, I don’t blame you, no one does.”

Eddie slides his arm through Buck’s grip and holds tight to his fingers instead. “I had to– Chim and I were doing CPR the whole way.”

“And I’m alive because of it.” he and Eddie both knew that wasn’t all the way true, but he pushed on. “You guys brought me back, you brought me back.”

Eddie just gazes at him; through the grip he has on Buck’s hand, he can feel how high Eddie’s pulse still is, so Buck keeps talking.

“Out here, and in here,” he points to his head, “My brain was trying to tell me all sorts of stuff to keep me from coming back to you.” He pointedly ignored the fact he forgot the ‘guys.’ there at the end, and secretly hoped Eddie would too. “But the thought of the real you, the real Chris, my real family got me out of my own head.”

Eddie’s pulse was much slower now.

“All that stuff about Chris and I being your real family and I’m still the number three Diaz.”

Oh thank god, he’s making jokes again.

Buck breathes a sigh of relief, laughing along, and continuing to hold tight to Eddie’s hand.

It was time. He could do this.

It had been a month.

Buck was going back to work the next time they were on shift, but right now? The rest of the 118 were nearing the end of their 96 off, he had it on good authority that Chris was not at home (science camp), and Buck was slipping on his shoes to drive over to his favorite place in the whole world.

He’d told Maddie about ComaEddie, the only one he had told, and she encouraged him to say something, if this was really something he wanted.

“Knowing all the baggage that comes with someone is a big deal, but you know all Eddie’s.”

“I’d carry all of it for him if he’d let me.”

“..Okay, that’s not the point of the baggage, but good start.”

So here he is, on his wa— okay, not on his way, he is pulling into the driveway now.

Holy shit this was happening wasn’t it?

He pulls up behind Eddie’s truck.

He gets out.

He walks the short path to the door.

He rings the doorbell.

Eddie opens the door.

“Buck? Hey man, why’d you– you know you have a key, right?”

Oh yeah. He does, doesn’t he?

“Oh yeah, I do, don’t I?”

Eddie just gives him a look and moves out of the way for him to enter.

“Not that I’m not glad to see you,” he starts, “But what are you doing here?”

“I uh, I knew Chris’d be gone, wondered if you wanted some company?”

Eddie nods, “Yeah, sure, what do you wan—”

“Okay, I lied, that’s not why I’m here.”

“Oh..kay?”

“You were in my coma and Daniel tried to tempt me and I almost wanted to, but I didn’t! I knew it was fake, I knew you were out here, y’know?”

“Sure–”

“But what if I told you how I felt and you didn’t reciprocate? I mean, it’s new for me too, the whole liking guys too thing, what if you think I’m disgusting and weird and I can never see Chris again?”

“Buck, wha–”

“But I had to take the chance,” he says, finally actually turning back to look at Eddie again and stop. Pacing. “You mean so much to me and now that I’ve let myself think about it, I feel like I should probably have said something to you sooner?”

“Said what Buck? What are you trying to say?”

For a moment, Buck just looks at him. Maybe for the last time. Then,

“I love you, Eddie.” Eddie sucks in a breath. “I’m in love with you. I had to tell you, okay? I had to make sure you knew in case something happens to me. Please, you don’t have to feel the same way, you don’t, really, I just– you got shot, the tsunami, the well—”

“Cariño,”

The rest of the air that was left in his lungs for wherever his brain was gonna go next wooshes out of him. “...Huh?”

Eddie finally moves, striding over to him and taking his hands, “Buck, Evan, mi amor, mi vida,” Buck’s insides melt into goo., “You are my everything. You are Chris’ everything.”

“I am?”

Eddie scoffs out a laugh, “I put you into my will. To take care of my son if something happened to me.”

“...What else are best friends for?”

“You dragged me out of the street, out of my own blood to get me to safety.”

“..We’re partners..?”

Eddie laughs again, “Why are you trying to poke holes in me loving you back.”

“...I didn’t think I’d get this far, to be completely honest.” Eddie shakes his head, and Buck continues on with, “Well then why didn’t you say anything sooner?”

Sighing, Eddie pulls them down to sit on the couch. “I was selfish,” He holds up a finger to stop Buck from cutting in, “I was selfish; you had done so much for me and for Chris and never asked for anything in return. You supported us, you saved my life, you made it so I could come home to him. I, selfishly, did not want that support to go away. I didn’t want to scare you away.”

Buck squeezes Eddie’s hands, “Would you believe me if I told you I had the same reasons?” Eddie only smiles and shakes his head. “Whenever it was that I had fallen for you, Edmundo Diaz–”

He pulls a face, “Urgh, don't say that..”

“---I knew that if I told you and it all went wrong, I’d never see my Superman again.”

“He’d be pretty pissed at me if he could never see you again.” Eddie confesses in a low voice, as if someone would hear them.

Buck smiles, and after a moment, says, “I’m going to kiss you now.”

Eddie smirks at him, releasing his hands to lean back into the couch cushions with them behind his head instead; He gestures with one to his face, “By all means..”

Rolling his eyes, but not letting the moment (or any moments that may or may not follow) go to waste, Buck leans up, hooks a hand around the back of Eddie’s neck, and pulls him in for a kiss.

i've probably read a grand total of five (5) buddie fics so..... hope you like! 😅

dividers from @/saradika-graphics!

#buddie #eddie diaz #buck x eddie #evan buckley x eddie diaz #eddie diaz x evan buckley #9-1-1 #noelle writes #buck #evan buckley #buck buckley

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fluffle-ocs · 1 year ago

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Twoey: Yo One. Your child stole my role

One: and he's KILLING IT.

A little sketch I did today. I know Nibbly would probably work better but like “Mean Green Mother” was made for Wiggly.

Find my art on instagram! (Doodlegeist)

#audrey ii #hatchetfield oc #starkid #hatchetfield #hatchetverse #one #hm 1.0

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lamperts-rokea · 8 months ago

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It's headcanon time y'all (except it's Infeced/kspsr and Robloxian lore)

TW! Weight/body types

Kasper is the most gender fluid piece of shit ever. He usually stays male but occasionally he'll look at himself and think, "hm... Boobs". Infected is also gender fluid since he technically shares the same mind-ish.

My whole thought process for Kas/fected was that the virus acts more like a parasite than anything else since it took over both his mind and body, and so people would address it as such. Infected is basically just a separate persona from Kasper, a similar personality to him to try and mimic the thoughts of Robloxians. I thought of it similarly to a Fleshcousin, but instead of just being a doppelganger, Infected is literally just Kasper but downgraded.

Kasper was made in Studio. This means that he can go back in and change his morph at any moment he wants to. That's why he identifies as genderfluid. He has saved presets for what gender he wants to present as for the day.

His full name is Kasper Studios / Infected Studios since technically Roblox Studio is considered his dad.

His female preset has periods because I say so. If she wants to be a girl, then she has to have the full experience :)

Kasper is a very crafty person. He occasionally built on some of the things he has. His makes him alright in Marks book, at least before he caught the parasite. Wallter still found him "unproper" and "too modern" for his tastes, no matter how hard Kas tried to get his approval.

Occasionally he gets Lampert mixed up as a sleeping lamp, so sometimes he'll just try and take a random lamp.

Since Roblox Studios is considered the base of the whole Robloxian world, this makes him a god, and in hindsight, since Kasper is his son, this would also make him a god, or the son of one at least. He has the power to create/remove anyone/thing, but he chooses to not use his power ever since he wanted to live his life as a normal Robloxian.

Roblox is the one who occasionally makes money(in Robux) just fall from the sky for Kas/fected.

He is objectum, no reasoning required.

He is also omnisexual(like pansexual, but you have a preference in gender), and doesn't really care what the gender of whom he dates is. He is the typa person to like how you look, acknowledge it and compliment it, but also value your personality at the same time.

Kas's favorite ice cream flavors are mint with Oreos and cherry sorbet.

He is considered immortal, alongside older gen Robloxians since they have their morph pads to respawn on. Newer gen Robloxians aren't considered immortal because of this reason.

Even though Kas/fected is considered immortal, every time he respawns, he keeps any of the bodily damage done to him in the form of scars. This only works if he experienced physical damage near his skin, not including death from gas or brain/organ damage. This means his body is covered in scars from past experiences. His largest scars are one that scrapes all across his back, and the other near his ribcage. He has tried to remove the scars before, but is unable to for an unknown reason.

Robloxians have a similar anatomy to humans, except the fact that their bodies are shaped to their body pack, like the Robloxian 1.0, 2.0, the R6, R15, etc. despite their body being stuck in this form, they can still grow over or underweight and appear as such. Think of like, the R6 body not being considered overweight, but if they don't watch their weight, they can still grow more fat.

If Kas were to ever be cured from the virus, it would be a long recovery. The parasite would leave the body, meaning Kas would be back to his normal self, but it would leave him weak. He would have to go through a sickness that would be similar to a flu, and even after that was gone, he'd still be dangerously underweight and have to go through some time to recover his body shape. And THEN he would be left with a lot of regrets and mental trauma, so he'll need to rely on the support of his friends to get him through all the guilt and pain. Even then, he would still have occasional episodes where he doesn't feel in control of his own body, as if the parasite was still inside of him. He wouldn't be the same, but over the course of a few years he'll slowly go back to normal, with less and less of these "episodes" happening.

He has High-functioning autism and ADHD, along with anxiety. After he is cured, he'd have diagnosed MPD (Multiple-personality Disorder), and would go through therapy to help cure him of it.

The only reason Kas hasn't been cured by Roblox (he could just go into Kas's files and remove the glitch) is because Roblox "doesn't interfere with destiny", whatever that means.

Despite him barely having any memories with Lampert, Infected still wants to stay close to him, for some reason. He even began to develop a crush for Lampert, not knowing what he n Kasper used to have.

He goes by Kasper, Kas, or Kassi. He doesn't care which one you use, but they're mostly based on what gender he presents himself as for the day.

Agghhh infected I love you so much you're so stupid

(I FORGOT TO ADD THE LAST ONE OOPSIES)

#regretevator #regretevator roblox #regretevator rp blog #i <3 lampert #infected #skaterlight #lampert #regretevator lampert #lampert x infected #infected regretevator #infected fanart #infected hcs #regretevator infected #my favorite lamp #my favorite idiot skater #i just want to kiss him on the cheek then slap him into the solar system #i just want to stuff a needle into his arm so he can get better

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