#holy yapatron...

[digitalhello]

hello everyoneee ♥ i'm here with the person behind doors of 8a apartment, song yuri; the definition of a gifted child who's gone through the good old fashioned burnout. i have her short dossier here and her pinterest board for vibes here if you want to check it out. under read more you can find out more about her bio in form of bulletpoints!

27th of october, making her double scorpio + capricorn for my astrology loving friends, born and raised in seoul!

both of her parents are accountants and both of them are the definition of tiger parents. as far as her memory goes and as busy as her parents were with their jobs, they've also always emphasized studying, reading and learning and she was already attending cram school when she was four — to which her mother said was already too late. she didn't have barbies or bratz dolls growing up, and instead, newest book about physics or chemistry would be placed on her table as a present.

and soon enough everyone learned that she's actually quite talented when it came to numbers. the go-to for teachers if no one else understands the equations, been in math clubs throughout her school years, even won a national competition once (though it didn't matter to her mom because yuri was still always second on the students' grades list in high school lol!!), with many diplomas collecting dust in cardboard boxes back in her childhood bedroom.

her life was genuinely boring compared to her peers': while many were experiencing first loves, karaoke bars and exploring their youths, yuri was literally just... studying lol! it was a bit overwhelming but the knowledge of how many hours your parents put into your education and the guilt of "i cant let them down" every time her spirits waned kind of """"helped""" her push through. thankfully she was never made to pick up an instrument because her breakdown would've come a lot sooner... additionally while she wasn't the #1 pick of students in terms of popularity (her being taller than some of her male classmates didn't really help), she was generally liked; she'd help tutor other students and help them out! she never had that stuck up aura around her due to her grades

never really complains about anything because every time she tries to she's hit with the "i don't have time right now sweetie" so she just. bottles everything up... which is still a coping mechanism to this day whoops

it all pays off though and miss girl gets a ticket to a dept of astrophysics at snu :) her parents couldn't be prouder and obviously it's thanks to their care and dedication that yuri is given this special once-in-a-lifetime opportunity and really they made so many sacrifices in the past years... they put in their blood, sweat and tears into her... someone pat them on the back quickly!!!

(never mind the fact yuri doesn't actually remember when was the last time she ate a homemade meal of her mother's... or father's)

to stop yapping about her past tl;dr: the continuous flow of expectations and pressure makes yuri crumble in her second year of studies. she tries to push through, but with the amount of classes she's skipping on purpose... she eventually... drops out >_< and is promptly... cut off. because how dare she repay her parents like this after everything!!! hasn't spoken to her mom in years though her dad does reach out to check if she's alive from time to time

she couch surfs for about six months while working part time jobs until a close friend tells her about gyeogang's apts and helps her out with rent when she moves in in late 2022.

has been working as a florist at a local flowershop since 2023 and the job is, in spite of its actual nature that can be hectic and sometimes clocking in over 12 hrs a day, quite calming to her!!! after everything she enjoys having her hands occupied like that and seeing what her hands actually make when it comes to bouquets.

personality wise yuri is quite timid, sometimes too much for her own good. she tries to avoid conflicts and arguments, empathetic to others' opinions and feelings, on the introverted side. will help out however she can. quite warm when you befriend her, the type of friend for life & the type of friend you can reach out to after years of no contact without that feelings of awkwardness lingering in air. holds petty grudges however and will also completely ignore you if you asked her re: her uni situation...

some other tidbits: — has a six month old orange tabby named minnie. she thought it's a girl for longest time so the name just stuck.... and yes she's a victim to orange cat shenanigans — her apt is filled with cat safe plants!!! ask her abt recommendations or cuttings and she's your gal — has a deep fear of tinder — cycles wherever she can!!! she has a little green bike with one of those baskets on the front — got all of her piercings on a whim — has a faceless youtube vlog she hasn't posted on in like nine months — says how she needs to cook more but always forgets to buy eggs so she lives off of delivery — the type to leave anonymous noise complains notes on community board instead of directly confronting lol...

i prefer brainstorming for plotting, or taking up other people's wanted plots as my brain is pea sized when it comes to offering ideas on the spot so i will be sliding into dms instead!!!

[porcellune]

For Isra Valentín, from this ask

12. What happened that lead up to their embrace?

41. Would your OC switch their clan if given the chance? Why or why not?

44. What are their best skills?

48. Detail things about your OC you spent a lot of time on!

49. Detail your OC’s backstory!

omg thank u for the question original star walker

this got a bit long so im putting it under read more

12. What happened that lead up to their embrace?

Prior to being embraced, Isra - then Marie - was the only child of wealthy land-owning man in Paris. Like, would've been a minor lord or something, but it's 1900 when Isra is embraced so that sort of feudal stuff is going out of fashion. High society certainly isn't though.

Although wealthy, they were not as wealthy as they could be with the changing times and turn of the century, and Isra was intended to be married off to a wealthier man for the betterment of his family.

Isra had suffered from "madness" since a young age, which in reality was just undiagnosed mental illness and neurodivergency --- which led to him being a very isolated child and abused by his parents both emotionally and physically for his constant outbursts, episodes, etc. And when he hit puberty this only got worse as he began to despise his very body and self in a way he couldn't articulate.

So arranged marriage wasn't really rocking with him to say the least. Despite this his parents held debutante balls & many men tried to court him but every single one he drove away by being "unruly", "unladylike", except for one man - Andre - who "liked to challenge" and essentially wanted to conquer him and make him his submissive wife. Horrible. So in protest of this courtship Isra cut his long curls to choppy, uneven pieces, stomped his foot on Andre's shoe while they danced, and began to undress himself in front of a room full of people to completely sully his image beyond repair.

His parents were enraged. And so they gave him one last chance to be a proper lady and sent him to stay in the local monastery with their priest, Father Bernard, and the nuns, so he could be cleansed of whatever madness possessed him and made him act out, and become a proper wife and daughter. But when he arrives, the nuns are all acting strangely, and Father Bernard is nowhere to be seen, instead replaced by a man who calls himself Father Mykolas, and greets Isra by referring to him as a "son of Adam", insisting that he wasn't a "daughter of Eve", he could tell.

Immediately intrigued by the man and more than happy to be called a son rather than a daughter, Isra spent some time in the church with Mykolas from then on. Mykolas is strange, he claims to hear the voice of God, he only speaks with Isra at night, but he seems to understand him and see him in a way no one else ever has. He doesn't shun him like Father Bernard might have, doesn't put him down or try to bend him to his will, make him something he is not. He accepts him for his soul.

Mykolas asks Isra one night; "What do you think the world would be like if Eve had never eaten the fruit, and humanity had never gained free will?" And Isra answers that, "It would somehow be worse than this, considering I already lack free will."

"If you could change anything about your life, what would you change?"

"I'd stop being my father's daughter. I'd be free."

"What if you could end your current life and begin anew?"

Isra is confused. He asks if he means he should die and be reincarnated, and if Mykolas even believes in that sort of thing? But Mykolas cuts the conversation off abruptly and sends him to bed.

The next day, he awakes with a choice; two changes of clothes, the women's dress he'd been wearing, or men's. He chooses the latter.

Mykolas tells him that this suits him more than the other clothes he'd worn. Isra smiles and says "I think all of this suits me more."

Some more time passes, and one night, Isra is unable to sleep, thinking endlessly on Mykolas and wanting to speak with him, even though he already had that night. So rather than stay in bed, he takes a candle and wanders the churchgrounds, finding the door the crypt was left ajar, and a strange noise comes from within. Sneaking down, he finds a horrifying sight: Father Bernard, chained up, and Mykolas feeding from his neck.

But it doesn't scare him. It should, but it doesn't. He just stares silently from around a corner until Mykolas finally notices his presence; when Isra tries to hide, Mykolas tells him not to run, because he isn't sure he can stop himself if he does.

They talk. Isra asks what all this is, what's going on, what is he? Mykolas tells him the vaguest rundown---Cain, the first murderer, cursed, and this curse had been passed down, afflicting Mykolas. He cannot see sunlight, he must drink blood, and he is centuries old.

Isra is still not frightened. It only makes him feel more drawn to him.

But Isra has seen the truth, and now he must leave, return home, and be exorcised. Isra tells him that he's realized he doesn't want to leave Mykolas, doesn't want to go home, and would rather stay here with him. But that is a decision to be made at home, Mykolas insists, since it's the sort you would typically make with parents present.

Isra asks if he really thinks he needs an exorcism, or if it's just for show. Mykolas just smiles.

Returning home, Isra is tied down to his bed for the exorcism, dressed in his nightgown, his parents at either side. Mykolas commences with prayer. The world around him slows until all of a sudden the faces around him are frozen, but he can still hear Mykolas's voice even as his lips don't move. And in a blink of an eye, Mykolas is on top of him, straddling him on the bed, and gives him a choice.

"You can forget everything that's happened, all that you saw, the truth of what I am, and when you wake, you'll be happy and a perfect daughter, and all will be fine.

Or, you can become like me, and be with me. But it will be difficult. You will never seen the sun again, you'll drink blood, and your mind will worsen."

Isra doesn't hesitate. He just asks, "But I'll be with you."

And Mykolas is soft when he replies, "Yes. You'll be with me."

"Then I want to be with you."

Mykolas kissed him, then, and untied him from the bed. And gave him a knife. For his new life to begin he would need to end his old one. His last mortal sin, before his embrace. The death of his parents.

Isra doesn't seem too phased by it. Only asks if it will hurt them, and when Mykolas asks if he wants it to, admits that he does, only a little bit.

He stabs his father in the stomach, watches him bleed out, until he's lost enough that he snaps out of the daze Mykolas has put him in. Calls him that name he hates. Isra cuts his mouth so he can't speak it anymore, and watches him choke on his own blood. Stabs his mother in the stomach, too, in the womb, where all his suffering began.

"Why?" she begs, in disbelief, as the life drains from her.

"To be free."

Covered in his own parents' blood, Isra looks to Mykolas, who takes his hands and brings him close, licking the blood off his fingers, before taking his face in his hands and kissing him chastely on the lips, before tilting his head to the side and sinking his fangs into his neck.

He'd wake a Malkavian, then, no memory of the name he'd held before. Mykolas calls him Isra when he wakes, asks him how he's feeling. Isra accepts his name, and despite the discomfort, the unpleasantness of dying and becoming a walking corpse, he tells him that he feels wonderful, because he's with him.

41. Would your OC switch their clan if given the chance? Why or why not?

I don't think Isra thinks much on this if at all. Logically, you would think a Malkavian would not want to be insane, and maybe he feels that way, sometimes. But his insanity is what connects him to Mykolas, and therefore I don't think he hates it as much as he ought to.

Isra doesn't care about being a Kindred, or being a Malkavian, or being anything other than being with Mykolas. If Mykolas had been some other clan he would've been his. He would always want to be his.

44. What are their best skills?

Even if Isra does not realize it, it's manipulation. His ability to make himself seem childish, useless, innocent, and therefore pitiable, is why he hasn't gotten bloodhunted quite yet. Why he's been sheltered and cared for by not only Mykolas but other Kindred after Mykolas' "disappearance".

In short has the sort of pathetic sad aura that makes you want to help him even if he does not really deserve it. And Isra doesn't do it with malice in mind --- it is his desperate form of survival. He relies on someone else to be his anchor, and anyone willing to do so he cannot let go of, he needs to keep them at his side at all costs, to have them do what he wants, what he needs.

48. Detail things about your OC you spent a lot of time on!

Oh god.... there's a lot. In general I've built his personality and psyche up throughout the campaign with so much in mind. My major angle with him was his codependent, obsessive behavior with Mykolas, and how that manifests as a sort of nuclear level BPD as someone who's diagnosed with the disorder and has been coming to terms with how to cope with it since coming to understand that about myself.

Isra is unstable. He is sheltered and has not known a life outside the small haven beneath a church he lived in with Mykolas for the past century since embrace. He hasn't known a lick of Kindred politics, of the pain of being a Kindred, or even a Malkavian as Mykolas had intentionally suppressed his madness, and is sort of experiencing all of that suffering at once on a crash course. It's the sort of thing that would drive anyone off the deepend.

Feeling unable to trust anyone, unable to rely on anyone, and unable to even have his voice heard --- and on top of that, to realize his embrace was a prophecy centuries in the making, that the fate of the world rested partially upon his shoulders --- a fate he could not choose for himself, never could. Just like in life, Isra had his unlife mapped out for him against his will, a prophecy he unwittingly has fulfilled thus far, all agency stripped from him.

This theme is heavily why I chose certain things about Isra's appearance --- the ringlet curls put into braids, the pitch black doll-like eyes with no pupils, the various beauty marks on porcelain, perfect skin --- in life, Isra was a doll lacking agency and control over his life, and in death, nothing has changed. The one thing Isra chose for himself was to die, and even that decision was predetermined by the centuries old prophecy of a woman he'd never met.

49. Detail your OC’s backstory!

Well... see the first question I guess haha but I can get into post-death stuff now---

Most of Isra's unlife up until now was uneventful. Like I said, he did not even leave the haven except for very few occasions throughout the past century of living with Mykolas. He didn't want to, there was no desire to be anywhere but with Mykolas.

But in 1992, Mykolas fell into torpor. He's an old vampire, it was bound to happen, but Isra didn't know it would---didn't even know what it was. One day, Mykolas just didn't wake up. And he waited, by his side, for almost a week, and he still didn't wake up.

That's when Sam found him. Wandered into the haven, said he was looking for Mykolas. Isra told him he wasn't waking. Sam gave him the whole rundown on torpor. He'd never met his guy before, but he was sitting here talking to him, helping him like they weren't strangers. Told Isra he could try and wake him with his "Malkavian mind powers or whatever", and he tried, but couldn't.

And Sam told him there was a way to get more powerful, to get a stronger connection. But he'd have to kill to do it. And Isra hadn't taken a life since his Embrace---Mykolas was very strict about never killing, even if there had been one or two incident where Mykolas had broken this rule, in a frenzy, or under the influence of the blood moon---Isra never had. Mykolas had made sure his soul was free of sin.

So Isra is apprehensive. But Mykolas won't wake. Maybe, just one death, it won't be much---but it could be enough to wake him. And it is, at least, that's how he remembered it. Because after he'd awoken Mykolas, he had altered his memory, stolen the truth from him.

The truth was, for over two years Isra had worked with Sam, who got him targets to kill, helped him pull it all off. Over two dozen deaths at his hand. And in the process, he'd awoken two ancient, scary Kindred as some sort of "test runs", but in reality, it had all been apart of that stupid prophecy again.

The first was Darius, a Nosferatu who would take over Rome shortly after as the Prince.

The second was Seraphim, the man who would a few decades later drink Mykolas to death right in front of Isra, while his mind rewrote the memory in denial, unable to accept what was happening and seeing it only as a kidnapping, not a murder. The man who would call himself the "Prophet", with intention to take over the world, and enslave humanity to vampires.

Basically oops Isra literally fulfilled the prophecy and woke the BBEG of the campaign.

He's not been handling all this well I'll tell you that

[asyipyip]

hey gang? hey gang? this was the craziest build ive ever played in my life

[justtluvrr]

i did in fact cry but it was a beautiful fic! anyways i do have a couple add ons to my ideas:

weirdo!megan x stoic!producer!reader getting into a pr relationship to gather interest for a comeback as they work together (070 and lily rose vibes)

lara x bodyguard!reader where reader has to come and pick up a very drunk lara from a party (gets carried out bridal style)

megan x childhood bsf!surfer!reader where after reader wins the comp they pick up megan excitedly cuz they haven’t seen her since before dream academy (buff reader agenda, maybe even olympic gold medalist agenda)

daniela x baile inolvidable(bad bunny)!childhood bsf!reader in which the girls end up obsessed with the readers song and tune into the music video where they see the readers dancing salsa with a girl who suspiciously resembles dani. dani having taught the reader how to dance when they were little, maybe even was her dance partner at one point (the song is literally called unforgettable dance, it fits well)

- idea anon

oh my YES. idea anon i love your brain so much <3

weirdo!megan x stoic!producer!reader does something to me 😋 megan would totally make horrible jokes and reader tries not to smile but fails--just a tiny tug at their lips but megan takes it. their pr relationship definitely shocked reader and megan when they were asked of the company! they knew it was for the good of both their career's, but the tension only grew...

lara x bodyguard!reader... sophia calling for bodyguard!reader to pick up a very drunk lara 😵‍💫 words slurred, stumbling in her steps--reader instantly spotting lara at the bar, grabbing ANOTHER drink! before lara could pick up the drink (or try to) reader gently puts a hand on her shoulder, the other hand going to her wrist to stop her from grabbing her drink. "hey, what the fukc are you--" lara drunkenly whips her head and slowly processes who was holding her. "ms. raj lets get you home." 🥴🥴🥴 reader tries to just support lara while she walks but unfortunately that did not work out so reader with ease sweeps lara off her feet (both literally and physically😼) and carries her bridal style YES!

OMG MEGAN x CHILDHOODBSF!SURFER!READER. hear me out on this thought; with buff reader agenda, reader hearing megan is finally back in hawaii and since reader is detached from social media and just doesnt have it, megan hasnt seen what reader looks like now... so when megan finally sees reader after they come to pick her up--lets just say something def purring LMAOOO😋😉

daniela x baile inolvidable!(bad bunny)childhoodbsf!reader oh my gosh i recently listened to this song and i didnt expect it to be upbeat at all 😭it is catchy! dani gets thrown back into the past, back in her room where it was just the two of them, in the sunset colors bleeding through the blinds--dani teaching reader the steps to a dance slowly. in the laughter of the room and warmth, it held something a lot deeper than they thought then. something sacred. now, it was unspoken feelings, pent up emotions, and regret...

[dessertswlove]

IT DOES MAKE SENSE TIMELINE WISE ALSO IM PRETYY SURE

pre-cookiefication wind archer could have literally just existed since the start of time if you wanna be really bonkers and freaky like that, he is quite literally JUST wind .

shadow milk held the virtue of knowledge so he’d probably be interested in whatever wind archer is, and pre-cookiefication wind archer would probably be curious about him also

like me personally, i like to believe that wind archer and a good portion of the other elementals (need to specify) existed in their pre-cookiefication forms way before the beasts came to be and i’d even go as far to say that they became cookies before the beasts came to be . since the legendaries all came to be in supernatural ways, and the beasts aren’t explicitly stated to be the first cookies ever, nor would that canonisation make sense due to the lore witches castle gives us and how the first cookies were simple and were made essentially a miniature project

like unless i’m misremembering the trailer, they weren’t said to be the first ever cookies and a bunch of other cookies already existed before they were created ,,, they were only said to be made to guide cookiekind and what not

but i’m just yapping ummmm cookie run is my fave game aha

i don’t think this makes sense timeline wise AT ALL but pre-corruption sm and pre-cookieification wa featuring my crappy designs

[noctiva]

update. um. I literally finished this five minutes ago.

NOCTIVA HOLY FUCKING SHIT.

I’m gonna mention a certain scene that involves the actual sex part, and idk if that counts as a spoiler or not, but if you noctiva get around to answering this and someone is reading rn I’ll put an emoji when I do so you’ll know (yapatron 5000 over here)

THE ANGEL WINGS PART?!???? OH. GREAT. HEAVENS. noctiva I DID reread that several times because I’m still not sure how your computer didn’t explode with how fire that goddamn sentence was.

call me fucking Niagara Falls rn (sorry)

THE CINEMACY. THE ATMOSPHERE. THE DIALOGUE. THE CHARACTER COMPLEXITY.

I’m- ..

YOU CAPTURED ALL THIS SHIT, DIVINELY .

the fact that Toby wasn’t even how I was expecting him to be, HE WAS WORLDS FUCKING BETTER. If sweet thing ver of him was real TRUST them panties would be way past the core of the earth. instantaneously. soon as I laid eyes on that mighty fine ass man. immediately- 💋💋💋💋💋💋💋 COME HERE 😍😍😍😍😍😍😍

‼️HIM TALKING ME THROUGH IT??!?!?1?1?1?!1?‼️

‼️ ‼️ ‼️the description depth of him breaking my hymen is fucking crazy. don’t get me wrong. I AM a slip n slide rn but I genuinely had to take off my glasses and hit the bjork pose.🙏 at my kitchen table taking deep breaths so I don’t tweak the FUCK out and scare my neighbors. loved it. amazing string of words fellow poet.‼️ ‼️ ‼️

I had to take like three separate recessions because I COULD NOT handle allat. so many times during this where I was staring at my phone drooling w fatass heart eyes was craaazzzyyy

sincerely,

-📱anon

AAAAAAA THANK YOUUU OMGGGGG!!!!

I don’t usually toot my own horn or anything but I can assure you that when I wrote that line about the angel wings I was like ‘yea. this is gas.’ I LOOOOOVE METAPHORSSSS especially with religious imagery!! calling Toby a false prophet?? saying he’s rebuilding you in his image?? yeah. that’s good shit I’ll suck my own dick about it LOLLLLL

AND I KNOWWWWW LMAO I WENT HAM ON THE DETAILSSSS I had to dude!! big moment! had to make sure that was real fuckin clear heheeee

I AM SOOOOO HAPPY that you loved it and Toby’s character!! I actually had such a blast writing him, all of his little intricacies in his personality - is he good? bad? both? someone who just got dealt a bad hand? maybe all of the above! he’s v complex and that was very fun to try and portray well!

I LOVE YOUUUU 💞💓💗💕💖 THANK YOU AGAIN LOVELYYYY 🥹🥹

[sergeant-norman-allen]

holy fucking yapatron.

I’m just answerin’ yalls questions, pardner…

[ripyourthroat]

Holy fucking yapatron (reading my own fic)

[identitycrysys]

HOLY YAPATRON PULL THE TRIGGER DAMNIT

there MAY be no turning back now