#'hello states frens!' lol

[kylos-starlight]

So my daughter and I went a little crazy at the arcade. See played DDR with me! :') we might have left the hotel at 7:30 and we are just getting back now. Left arcade at 10:30 and went to grab a late dinner. We had a blast though!

[bethncherry]

update: hello frens! its been a bit since i’ve uploaded any beth n cherry and im sorry for being MIA! im trying to carve some time to focus on the comic again because my heart ACHES for these girls rn. they’ve got cabin fever stuck in my head lol

i had a busy summer, moved from my apartment at the end of summer nd worked in the fall to get stuff done, and then pushed to make my own 2024 calendar and got em printed! :D i travelled to the states to visit my fiance for 3 weeks and im back home and settled now

all that is to say i’m going to work on beth n cherry again and i’ll let you know when i have a bit of a backlog and when to expect more pages :3 thank you always 💖🍒🌾

[twistedsocials]

HELLO IT IS I THE ANON W THE TWST CROSSOVER AU I SHARE CUSTODY OF W A FREN (all art here belongs to said friend btw!!) (n spoilers incoming for Arcana n maybe DDLC idk)

So, INTRODUCING THE VIEWPOINTS!!

Aka Yuu's abnormal ahh family, they don't actually play too big of a role in the story except maybe YuKuro, the mom. Who is, btw, actually Chernabog n is the embodiment of evil and also iirc, the reason why blot even exists in the twst universe. Her husband, YuiShiro is the complete opposite, being the literal embodiment of Good. They have a weird fucked up relationship but it is very loving they just kill eachother n hunt eachother for sport sometimes (it is so unfortunate their taste in partners got passed down) but unfortunately they fucken DIE well YuiShiro does anyway YuKuro goes into the mirror of where Mii will live in the future to hibernate or something only appearing after enough overblots happen (She is the RSA Mickey Mii. Save them)

(YuiShiro!!) (Can't find much art abt YuKuro sadly...got flooded by la messages)

Now onto the first set of twins, Yuichi n Yuiko! Yuichi was born very very sickly he's attached to several life support machines probably 24/7 as a nerf to the fact his ahh can bend reality... but dw! he's still kickin. y'know who isn't kickin tho? Yuiko cuz they're the Arcana protag. Theyre gonna be stuck in a state of limbo bc theyre constantly cycling through everyone's fates to try and save them lol. Yuichi works in Team Salvato as one of their best coders n stuff and I think he eventually takes over the company due to not liking their treatment of him haha dont ask how he did it. also he'll eventually revive Luke via necromancy down the line and maybe even bring back the scrybes but idk the Scrybe thing isn't cemented. He gets paid bank that's how he supported his two lil sibs

(Left is Yuiko n right is Yuichi!) (they were both colorpicked from the magic mirror iirc)

now for the second set of twinsss, Yuu m Yuki! Hoo boy where do I begin w them. ok so both Yuichi n Yuiko were born w a certain amount of magic in them but for these two?? Yuki stole all the magic in the womb LOL. these two care abt each other very much but also Yuu is very very envious of Yuki due to them always outshining them despite being introverted n also for getting along w Yuichi the best (its a very complicated thing where Yuu kind of does Too Much for Yuichi cuz of his condition that he can't really repay creating a sort of barrier between the two). Yuki is actually rlly guilty aswell abt outshining Yuu so much bcz its kind of gone to the point where even Yuu's friends focus more on them. they both do Not communicate this issue tho. not until they go through their isekai adventures in hell n twisted wonderland

(Yuki n Yuu!) (Yuki's on the left while Yuu is on the left)

woops i went insane againa AHAHAHSNSJDNDNWDJ but i must spread the Viewpoints we are so normal about them (there are thousands of messages of us being normal about them

Additional facts!

-Yuki has their own rival except this time it's actually a rivalry, their name is Miku and they look VERY similar to Mii and actually almost have the same name, they aren't related tho its just a very very lucky coincidence

-Yuu's hair is actually dyed while Yuki's is natural

-YuiShiro has his own familiar named Flambe lol. He acts like a normal cat in the household

-Yuichi, Levi, and Idia are all gaming buddies in this au. They don't really find out they're from different universes somehow until the twins reunite in twst

OOOO

Okay you cooked with actually omg ALSO MII

[raynbow-arts]

Hello everyone! Personal update, I would like to share a recent system I have implemented for myself for others to reference ~ That system being emoji mood Indicators ☀️ I feel it will be very beneficial for my online presence.

I‘ll add certain emojis to my bios on socials I’m most active on when it is important, mainly being: Discord, Instagram, and my art queue.

You may be thinking, is my queue really the right place for it? And yes, I think so. I am a moody individual, lol. And more often than not having a lot of work to do can affect my mood in negative ways. BUT, I’m working through it all. Because I genuinely wish to draw, adopt cool OCs, etc. even if I may be in a crappy state at times. It just takes longer for me to complete art and respond to people. (This was copied from the queue)

Currently, my main stressor is school—I’m so close to completing my last class. But yea, thanks for reading and I hope this will be helpful for y’all, esp my frens 💖:o)

[bluejayinabox]

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Vampires Hunt at Midnight

hello frens, sorry I've been non-existent for basically a year or something! No, I'm not dead, I've just finally touched grass and been in a trance lol. Anyway, in all seriousness, I've just been going out more and getting life opportunities. Y'know, having fun and stuff.

but yeah, read this thing I wrote.

...

The wind howled on a particularly cold night, the clouds wispy, and the stars bright. The trees groaned as they swayed back and forth, their leaves showering down on you as the seasonings change.

You pulled your jacket tighter around you, shivering lightly as the breeze swept up into your shirt. If you knew it was going to be so freaking cold, you probably would've worn a sweater, or at the very least a warmer jacket.

You kicked a stray pebble, skipping it off the sidewalk and onto the road. You were making your way home after hanging out with a close friend of yours. They had insisted you stay, but you couldn't, seeing as you had a poor pup to feed, and he would surely be very hungry by the time you arrived home.

The wind picked up for a brief moment, and you stopped to squeeze your eyes shut against it as your jacket ruffled violently. When it passed, you opened your eyes and sighed, continuing on.

Your house should be just a few blocks further, it wouldn't take long to get home.

...

There was a scuffle from behind you, and you quickly looked over your shoulder.

...but there was nothing there.

Looking at the surrounding area, you shook your head, chalking it up to your lack of sleep, and the fact that you were completely alone.

...

wait.

You stopped walking and looking around once more, realizing that you really were alone, and that there weren't even any cars on the road.

That's funny, you could've sworn there were a few people still nearby... somewhere...

You checked your phone, noting the time.

11:26pm

...

Hm. It was only around ten when you left your friends' house...

You shrugged to yourself, and pocketed your phone, continuing down the sidewalk. It wasn't like you haven't stayed up this late before, so it wasn't too big of a deal. Though, you've never been outside this late before, and that's what made you feel so stiff.

Shivering again, you exhaled slowly, and rubbed your arms before crossing them over your chest tightly, hoping to stave off a bit more of this wind.

As you passed beneath a flickering light fixture, you felt something brush against your shoulder.

Beyond startled, you sharply gasped and whirled around, clutching your hands together in front of you. But to your surprise and horror, you were still completely, and utterly alone.

But you didn't just imagine that feeling. You weren't stupid enough to wave it off.

...

Without anything to protect yourself with, you had no choice but to keep moving forward, now paranoid, and constantly checking over your shoulder.

With every stray shadow or random leaf, you startled, putting yourself in a frantic state of internal panic.

Was that the shadow of a tree or a person's shadow? Did that rock just move or was it always there? How much further was your house?? It was as if you were walking the same length of sidewalk over and over.

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[teacup-baphomet]

G/t Drabble (Crash landed on a hostile planet trope but NOT via the a tiny vulnerable human in a planet of mean powerful alien bigs route)

tw: a bit of censored cursing. Uh. I’m not sure what else. Maybe broaching of sensitive tops such as sexuality and religion. But not really. Mostly it’s just rlly dumb word play/lame humor and a confused alien being confused (and kinda freaked/troubled due to the confusion? you’ll see if you read it i guess). there is some sad lorg boi times. idk. no romantic relationships. just a shaky friendship is forming between a crash-landed big-arse alien (a human! *gasp*  i woulda never guessed something as vile as that o: ) and one of the much smaller, very much not human locals. most want to kill the poor dude who got stuck on this planet of hostile lil guys who think he’s a monster and immediately decide they much off him asap. so like having this one ally is kinda important to him. But it’s hard. because. lots reasons rlly. culture differences. the language tech can only do so much. the size diff creates definite issues because trust is hard in general. and trusting a big being that could easily cause havoc on your planet mostly just cuz he /seems/ nice is not a very good foundation... there is much to learn between the two before they can be truly good frens. so uh good luck to them lol *raises glass* I mean. I don’t think I’ll ever write these two again. but I’m sure they’ll end up good friends. probably.

Anyway without further adieu, here have a disappointment (read: attempt to be creative but i’m kinda lazy tbh and still kinda bitter I can’t draw for more than like 10 minutes before I start spacing out :/ )

"We are called humans or the scientific name is homo sapiens" spoke the large alien, Lyle.

"Homo sapiens? That is rather long, is it not? Why is a "scientific name" even a thing? Why would that be necessary? Scientific name versus what kinda name? Emotional name? Why are these science names two words? Seems annoying. What is wrong with just calling yourselves simply homos? Or something else just as nice and concise. Straight to the point if you will. Probably. I... Uh.. I obviously don't know what exactly is the purpose of a scientific name as i already implied... Sooo..." The much shorter – and much scalier- native being (called Torrynts) awkwardly looked off the side to stare at the plain, blank, siding of their dilapidated, isolated house as if it were the most interesting thing in the entire vicinity. Which it wasn’t of course. There was a f***ing alien 15 times their size only a few them-sized lengths way…

 Lyle gave his new comrade – and only friend on this gawdforsaken planet that mostly wants him dead- th pondering, and possibly ironically, rather colourfully scaled Torrynt by the name of Kyvlar a bemused look, bordering on coy.

"Huh. 'Straight' to the point you say?" He paused with a small snort. "Well, my not-so-statuesque friend, do I got news for you~"

Kyvlar suddenly blanched, giving a Lyle a look that was like a knife to the heart while blurting out. "Wait, wait, wait! Hold up! We? There are more than one of you? Here? On this planet? Were you just a distraction the whole time. Oh... Oh no.... Have we really been victim a secret homo invasion this whole time! I-"

 Their panicked monologue was interrupted by a most horrendous noise. Like a slowly dying tornado with the hiccups or something.

"STOP. Stop I-I can't. I can't. This is too much much!" Spoke Lyle with his hand covering the bottom half of his  and his eyes scrunched shut.

 'Welp,' thought the Torrynt, 'This is the end. This is when I die. I should have known better than to immediately put my trust in such an enormous obviously dangerous specimen. Ho-'

 Kyvlar’s dramatic internal speech was interrupted when the alien surprised them by uncovering the his face, revealing a huge grin. ‘They weren't upset? Huh?’ The Torrynt blinked owlishly at the human in confusion.

 "Sh*t, bite-size (Kyvlar noticeably paled at the impromptu nickname not 100% the foreign joking tone, well it would have been noticeable to someone their size at least), I know you don't mean to, context-wise, but you reminded me of my great aunt Karen when my Uncle Todd and Uncle Copper decide to have their friends over along with relatives for a gatherin'."

Plastering on a faux distraught look and blatantly mocking tone, he  continue with exaggerated hand gestures. "Oh no, it's the...the...," he paused with snort, "... the homo invasion... No, no, no... Not here... not in this... this good, Christian neighborhood. Aren't just two of them enough? Oh woe is me!" The alien dropped the mocking tone and smirked towards the smaller being. "Heh. Good ol' great aunt Karen could never remember Uncle Todd was Jewish and so was the majority of that neighborhood.... It’s where my Uncle Todd was raised actually…"

 The said smaller being just stared blankly at the homo-no-human they supposed as just “homo” meant something else, they weren’t sure what else, beyond just something else.

 "Uhhm. Wh-what? U-Uhm, so what exactly is “homo” then? And what’s Christian? And Jewish too. What’s that? Are... Are those other types of -uh- intelligent, sentient creatures on your planet? Y-you know, b-beside hom-er-h-humans? Or are these subtypes of humans? What kinda are you? What is a great aunt? or Uncle? Does the great indicate a larger size? Oh gawd, a-aren't you humans b-big enough regularly? Oh... W-wait. O-or are you a great- uhm- great aunt, was it? E-er, g-great something? Ohhh. Zyntall (Torrynt swear). I'm sooo confused r-right now... " The timid tiny being, sighed in frustration before their eyes snapped open wide in a panic, and they did an immediate one-eighty with their behavior, and it was off all their previously trust, as wavering as it was, vanished in an instant, squeaking out a quick "sorry. oh, Z-zyntall... I'm so-so-sooo sorry. I-I hope I d-didn't offend y-you or anyth-thing... p-please, oh please, don't hurt me" while gazing everywhere except towards the much larger alien, hoping desperately the 'bite-size' nickname was just a bad joke...

 Clearly they not only didn't get what so hilarious about the whole thing but also thought he was a monster prone to violence – still. Lyle sighed, all the mirth that was previously in his expression draining out of him leaving him with an uncomfortable grimace on their face. How disappointing... They really wish there was another human here to share in the jesting. But alas, that was not meant to be. At least as far as they knew there was no "homo invasion" in the making. Lyle wasn’t naïve. He knew humans were easy to slip into a gray moral state, at best. The role of villains at worst. And many of his kind would likely take advantage of a planet full of tiny, vulnerable people. Lyle couldn’t help but inwardly cringe at the thought, getting nervous about something that wasn’t an issue. At least now. Currently, human-wise, it was just him on this distant planet. And as far as he knew, no one - well, no other human at least- had any clue where they were. It probably just seemed he simply disappeared. Never to be seen again most likely. Trapped on this random alien planet in scenario that is akin to some sort of a personal hell of sorts.

'Wow. Hello, major depressive episode that’s making me overly dramatic. I haven't seen you since I was - what - eighteen?' thought Lyle regretfully. Calling this planet a personal hell was probably a bit over the top. But still, he couldn’t even seem to keep the trust of his single native ally. It only adds to his feelings of lonely isolation. And he feared his lonely angst will only get worse and worse. But only time will tell.

Giving a small sigh, he mentally prepped himself to try and get back his small friend’s trust. At least he was able to laugh for a wee bit earlier. It had been so long since he had done such. It was nice. Hopefully next time it will not lead to a backtracking in his attempted friendly ships with an open local, or even worse, a hostile local. The little laser guns that native being had stung like a b*tch. It reminded him when he got bit a couple times by some fire ants during a vacation as a child.

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So yeah these were rando improvised characters made on the spot.

But Lyle is a guy (he/him. He’d be chill with they/them too)

And Kyvlar is… a Torrynt. So like they/them I guess. Torrynts don’t have genders. Like at all. I guess they hermaphroditic (intersex if talking by human terms but not really as they are capable of reproduction and they aren’t human so… I dunno… Not even sure if hermaphrodite is a useful term. As idk if hermaphroditic animals, in nature, are capable of reproduction… I don’t think so? But I’m not sure tbh…). There is no variants like there are with human “sex”. And male/female concepts are 200+% foreign to these wee reptile-like aliens (albeit warm-blooded minded, so perhaps more draconian than reptilian idk. Also aliens being described as reptilian gives me hives due to a conspiracy theory that is like super bigoted actually n’ stuff. Very yikes. Don’t want to talk it about it rlly…). Their reaction would def be “wtf. That’s the weirdest sh*t ever” to such a thought as male n female binary dynamics & whatnot. No exceptions. They’d be like why a lot of you guys limiting yourself because of whether or not you are a potential offspring vessel or not. I don’t understand.

So Yeah. Uh. Anyways.

Their conversation about this prolly (or close to this):

Lyle: Hi. I’m Lyle. Just some random dude form Earth I guess.

Kyvlar: a random dude what?

Lyle: uh. I’m a dude. I guess I meant that I’m a boy though dudes don’t really have to be boys I think. But not to derail too much… Yeah. I’m a man/guy/boy/brosef, whatever you wanna call the male gender. Please not by brosef actually, heh. Anyway. Yep. A boy. That is what I am. Uh. How about you. I can just tell… you ….you have uhm two legs. Oh damn. Wait. That sounded so stupid. I wouldn’t assume your gender or anything. I just… You don’t look exactly human so..uh. UGH. Nevermind. I don’t even know where I was going with that... Heh. ANYWAY, so yeah what’s your gender is what I’m trying to say. Sorry I’m awkward as f***. I’m not used to socializing much. Been doing deep space sh** on my own for a few years now and.. uh.. yeahhhh….

Kyvlar: *stares blankly*

Lyle: Uh. Yeah. So. A Gender? Do you, uhm, have one? Or…????

Kyvlar: Uh. I think so? I mean I’m mostly a day-by-day I’ll figure it out then type but I, I really want be able to fix my home up. I want to learn to cook. Kinda suck at it now. Uhm. I guess… Uh. I should probably help you get on good terms with my people so they stop trying to kill you. You seem nice n’ stuff… so yeah. There’s that. I could use a little more purpose in my life. Not to-

Lyle: wait. Huh? What are you talking about? Are you talking about an agenda?

Kyvlar: Yes????

Lyle: *snorts* I didn’t say an agenda. I said a gender. As in A. Gen. Durr. Like are male or female or maybe something off the typical binary track??

Kyvlar: Uh. Er. Huh??? I, I’m so confused right now…

Lyle: Hooo boy. I’m so not prepared for this discussion at all.

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One of these days I’m gonna have a character that’s silver-tongue and smooth af and not some bumbling awkward doofus (*cough* like I am *cough*).

[oikaw-ugh]

omg wait like i actually really love reading about your OCs LOL :”)))) if no one has requested yet can i choose 1– IM SORRY I KEEP SENDING THESE IN BUT LIKE IM GENUINELY SO INTERESTED TO GET TO KNOW THEM 😭😭

HELLO, SOPH, DILAG, AND PILAR! ( @animatedarchives ​, @applepienation ​, @ineedselfcontrol-helpme ​ ) On today’s episode of Leia being a dork!

Full name

Uchida Amida (Breath of Galaxy)

Preferred name/nickname

Amida

Generally referred to as

The man who can’t be moved BHDHSB

Appearance

Sex: Male

Height: 5'5"/5′6″

Weight: Somewhere around 50-70 kilos hehe

Build: He’s not muscular but he’s not skinny either.

Hair: Slightly curly and disheveled. (Fujita hates his hair because it’s too frizzy and dry. you can’t run your fingers through it.)

Skin: Surprisingly has a light complexion for someone who is living in the streets his entire life. Though light, his skin does feel rough according to frens.

Eyes: His eyes can sometimes be mistaken as pink but it’s actually purple in color.

Mouth: Plump (Fujita is lowkey jealous)

Hands: Long and boney.

Feet: Average

Scars: Acne scars.

Other features: Has a lot of acne scars.

Noteable features: He looks young (I checked him on the comics and damn he looks really young).

Voice

Accent: Has a hard time pronouncing some words.

Verbal Ticks: None

Language: Let’s assume they speak Nihonggo.

Articulation: He uses words and phrases commoners usually use and that confuses Junko and Fujita.

Laughter: Shrill laugh. Now, Imagine his high pitch laugh and Fujita’s snort in the same room :]]]]

Grump: He clears his throat most of the time.

Breathing: When he’s in awe, he makes this “Owwwww” sound.

Mannerism

Face: He likes to scratch his nose and to caress his cheeks (it’s where Senpai touched him for the last time).

Hands: Knuckle cracks.

Legs/Feet: None.

Habits: None aside from knuckle cracks and nose scratching.

Posture: Straight. He uses this to emphasize his height difference with Fujita and Junko (they hate it. Maria is cool with it).

Walking posture: Surprisingly manly.

Sitting posture: Normal.

Personal space: He’s kind of wary with other people but he wouldn’t mind cuddling with his wife (which only happens once in a blue moon)

Spacial awareness: He’s been living at the streets all his life. He’s very wary of his surrounding, especially that he was taught to be wary of bystanders/thieves whatever

Personal

Introvert/Extrovert: Was an introvert but became an extrovert. Mainly due to Fujita's influence.

Optimist/Pessimist: Pessimist. He just thinks things won’t go according to his way (especially with what happened to his senpai)

Gender: Male

Sexuality: He thought he is gay as he knew he has feelings for his senpai. But he thinks he is bisexual as he has unexplainable feelings for someone.

Romantic: He loves his senpai. And his wife.

Memory: Sharp! Living at the streets has sharpened his memory along with his spacial awareness.

Planning: He never plans. He’s a go with the flow kind of guy which is weird cause he is a pessimist.

Pensive: The only regret he has is when he left Senpai alone that night when they were running away from demons...okay, slightly grateful because he found his amazing friends and his wife :))))

Intuition: He couldn’t even tell if what he’s doing is right or wrong. He usually asks for Fujita’s opinion which is useless as she’s very spontaneous.

Goals: To find his senpai again. And to please his wife.

Insecurities: None. 

Achievements: He successfully escaped after being attacked by a demon.

Anxiety: When the group separated ways (separation anxiety).

Overwhelmed: When he had to leave his senpai behind.

Self-help: He’s bad at handling internal conflicts. He usually goes to Fujita or Maria (the best). She (Fuji) doesn’t really give good advice but it calms him down.

Comforts: His friends, Fujita, and the thought of Senpai.

Philosophy: None.

Triggers: Demons. And blood.

The Past

Parents/Guardians: He grew in the streets. His memory is hazy but he remembers a woman leaving him behind at a temple. He lived at the streets for days, dehydrated and starving. He's lowkey just waiting to die at this point.

Then his senpai (He never asked for his name. He always used the honorific), who happens to be also homeless, lend him his hand and before Amida knew it, he lived with his senpai. Surviving by scavenging and stealing.

School: The streets became his teacher.

Adolescence: He grew taller, I guess. But still baby face.

Leaving home: Leaving senpai, the one who considers home, made his life feel like death. Though he is accompanied with his friends, he admits that he still lingers to the thought of his senpai.

Further education:

Life events: Amida and his senpai were attacked by a demon. In the hopes of protecting Amida, Senpai let himself be wounded. A huge tear was on his back as he and Amida ran away from the demon’s sight.

Hiding in the woods, senpai covered Amida with mud in the hopes that it would cover Amida’s scent. He then told Amida to run on his own and to leave him behind as the demon would be able to trace him no matter what. Amida was able to hug his senpai for the last time before fleeing the forest. A tearful goodbye :’[[[

Worst day of their life: When he followed senpai. He shouldn’t have left him.

Lessons: There’s no such thing as ‘dull moment’ with his senpai. Even when he left, it was still brimming with life.

The Relationships

At this time, Fujita just ran away from hers as well. Amida, on the other hand, was decaying himself. People avoided him thinking he was crazy but he couldn’t care less. He felt like it was useless anyway.

Family: Senpai is the only one closest to family. Not until he met his friends and now, he might just have his own.

Pre-events:

After leaving senpai behind, he was alone at he street for days. Not until he met someone: Fujita.

Not until Fujita lend him her hand. She offered him food and clothing as she said he was an ‘eyesore’ when in reality, he reminded her of her brother (she thinks maybe this was her brother’s state before he died).

Friendships: Fujita, Maria, and Junko.

I can’t really describe their relationship but Fujita is very much important for Amida and vice versa.

Future events:

Maria, Junko, and Fujita separated ways with different goals. Amida's goal this time is to find Senpai, to find solace, alone. But he had separation withdrawals and so, in between his trsvels, he'd visit Fujita from time to time, bringing along different items with him from places he went to as a gift for her. It's just... Fujita's the second important person for Amida. She calms her down and Amida would realize soon she is as important as senpai and he wouldn't forgive himself if he loses someone special the second time around. He asked for her hand in marriage.

Friends in need: He loves to help with the chores (cleaning, cooking, etc.) along with Maria and Junko (lmao Fujita would never).

Annoyance: When in an argument, he’s mostly silent. When you scream at him, he wouldn’t scream back. He wouldn’t speak his mind and he would just let his mind absorb the hate which is toxic of course.

I haven’t really described his relationship with Fujita but I think Amida has feelings for Fujita as her kindness (when she found him) reminded him so badly of Senpai. Though they argue and bicker all the time, he knows deep inside he would never hurt her and he’d be willing to risk his life for her.

Romance: s e n p a i. And his wife :)))

Pre-events:

Marital problems: None. They're still in the honeymoon stage of their marriage :)))

You can consider it love but I don’t think it shouldn’t be when he only likes her as she reminds him of the person he really loves.

In the long run, he finally realizes that Fujita is someone as special as senpai and the longer he knows her, the more he realizes he cares and sees her differently from senpai.

Adversaries: -

Enemies: Demons.

Strangers: He’s very confident when talking to strangers now that he met his friends. He unconsciously wants to protecc them ✨

Fun stuff: He loves it when he and the gang do nothing and they just do silly things.

Best friend: Fujita, Junko, and Maria.

Dating:

Pre event: did thought of going to places with Fujita though.

Future events: LMAO HE'S MARRIED.

Love: His senpai. And his wife :))))

Interactions

Respect: Fujita. He respects her for not hesitating to help him when she found him.

Junko. Because she was that strong to be able to accept him despite being hateful towards men.

Maria. For being patient and wise despite all the shit she's been through.

Mingling: He’s very approachable and is friends with the pillars and other slayers.

Comfort levels: Comfortable to talk to anyone.

Physical: The little physical touches Fujita give: ruffling his hair, pinching him, slapping him (during banters), pushing him, etc. HE CRAVES FOR IT P L E A S E

Group: He’s fine talking to other people outside his social group.

Jealous: Jealous of no one. He's a contented man.

Temper: Surprisingly short? He easily gets irritated with Fujita’s remarks. Or like when people hurt his friends.

Empathy: He feels for Maria, Junko, and Fujita as they all had a rough past as well.

Affectionate: Lowkey. He’d express it through harsh words and scoldings. 

Distaste: When he hates someone, he tends to become very sarcastic to the point that the others would tell he’s faking it.

Responsibility: He feels like senpai’s death is his responsibility. He blames himself to this day.

Self-esteem: Sometimes, he feels like his combat skills is not enough. Because if he is really good like the others say, how come he wasn’t able to save his senpai that night?

Honesty: Not very honest. He hates deep talks.

Leader or follower: A leader alongside with Maria.

Praise: He loves his senpai’s praises. He hates Fujita’s praises because he feels like she’s just being sarcastic.

Criticism: He accepts them well.

Insults: He’s fine with other people insulting him but it’s a different scenario if it was Fujita, senpai, or his friends that you are insulting.

Embarrassment: He’s embarrassed when Fujita says something so sincere. JDBSBDHSB or when he receives compliments from Maria AND COMPLIMENTS SPECIFICALLY FROM JUNKO THO BECAUSE SHE IS A WOMAN OF FEW WORDS

Flirting: He can’t. Senpai’s face would flash on his mind. BUT SIKEEEEE he worked his way on Fujita without him knowing

Attention span: Very attentive!

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I know no one asked but I have 4 OCs from Demon Slayer universe and I'd love to create this with them but I'm confused on which OC do I make one first.

So pick a number between 1 and 4 :) (3, 2 and 4 are out-)

[xaeneron]

A Smol Nerd Talks about Backstory and Character Development

Hello frens,

I had someone ask about how I write character backstories, but since they included their discord information in the ask, I thought it might be better to answer that privately and put up this as a public post because the more I wrote, the more obnoxious it got. And because I thought it was interesting! I don’t claim to be an expert at any of this, especially since this is purely a hobby to me, but I do absolutely love character design and development and it makes me happy that the characters that I’ve put time and effort into are encouraging others to develop their own. So this is absolutely a post to skip if you’re not interested, but read on if you’re curious as to how my weird little brain works.

Essentially: Bits of insight into how I write character backstories, which blends a lot into character development and creation. Not really a step by step process, more word vomit.

...under a cut because holy fuck it got long. I’m sorry, I talk too much ><

Visualizing Characters

I’m not sure there’s really a starting place beyond “I would like this character to exist,” but I think it’s important to first stress how I view my characters in perspective to myself. No one method works for everyone, but it is kind of relevant to my own process. 

My friends in undergrad made fun of me for this constantly, but for me, characters sort of...how do you put it, take up space in the mind. Even though they are functionally me since I created them, they’re...not? They exist as their own entities, telling me what they like and don’t like, what they’d like to do next, etc. Ive, who has dominated this space for years, has a tendency to claim any music that I listen to as his own (so I associate it with him), throws parties, and wants to play and write more stories when I want to sleep. I get that this is a really weird way of looking at characters because I’m essentially blaming myself for keeping myself awake, but I think it’s the best way to describe how I see the characters that I create. They’re friends that talk, and they develop their own opinions instead of me dictating what it is that they say (even though...well, I am. I’m sorry this is really fucking weird LOL).

Obviously I’m not saying that this can or would work for anyone, but it’s just how my brain works. It helps me visualize them, along with details like how their voices sound, the facial expressions they tend to make, the tone that they take when saying the same phrase as someone else, etc.

Assembling Personalities...

I know the original question was essentially just about backstories, but backstory writing and character creation bleed into each other a lot. Enough that I don’t really think you can do one without the other, and why as a result I’m kind of writing about both.

So that being said, when assembling those characters, I tend to go piece by piece and let things happen, instead of distilling in all the characteristics I want them to have. That’s a pretty surefire way to make a Mary Sue, and I have plenty of experience with making Mary Sues. A lot. It’s embarrassing. ;A;

Let’s take Ive, for example. His initial personality when I first made him was a happy-go-lucky, debonair, massive flirt without a care in the world. He waltzed through life, never getting attached to anyone or anything. A fairly simple and shallow character base. As I played, pieces just kind of came together - some from the Commander’s in-game characterization, and some from my own ideas. I let him pick up different facets of his personality over time, some good, some bad.

This works because Ive’s personality wasn’t set in stone from the get-go and changed drastically as time went on, but if you do have a personality you have your heart set on, then make sure your character responds to new challenges accordingly. Consistency is key, and the way they act in the present can also help you road map their past, figuring out how they got to where they are. And who knows, if you take another look, they might surprise you.

...Including the Weird Shit

Sometimes the tiniest quirks help make characters memorable to you, and help shape who they were and grow up to be. One of my OCs, Beck, is an obfuscating idiot who legitimately knows his way around a blade and is insanely clever when he wants to be. He also has a random deadly allergy to mangoes. Does he have a story that he (somewhat) fondly looks back on where his adopted daughter chases him around with a mango in retaliation for making fun of her? By golly yes he does. Is it important to the overall narrative? No. But does it establish more of his relationship with his daughter, even when she’s an adult? Yes. It also is the sort of anecdote that can snowball - what was he saying that was bad enough for her to chase him with tropical fruit? How did she even get a mango in the first place? Does she have a crush on someone? What sort of person is that? Is it someone new in town, or is it a stranger? What makes them different? Is Beck just assuming, and if so, is it because he’s dense or because he’s just trying to be a doting father? Even little things count, especially when sometimes it’s the anecdotes and sides stories that help make the world and characters you’re creating feel more real.

Write What You Know

This is pretty common advice, but it’s also pretty solid advice. It’s also something that I do often. None of my characters are straight self-inserts (arguably), but many of them have one or more facets of my personality, which makes it much easier for me to write them. Anyone who knows me personally will attest to this, particularly when you begin to note the amount of deadpan snarkers that my cast contains. My primary OCs (who don’t show up much here unfortunately) range from politely snarky to full on deadpan. Ive and Etiery are prime examples of this, while Richter also has his moments. Sharing traits with you helps writing their dialogue and motivations more organically, because again, it’s not what you want them to do, it’s how they would react as a living individual. If you’re not a naturally sarcastic person, it’s going to be harder to develop and accurately write a sarcastic character, etc. (Flashbacks to when I was a kid and my attempt at sarcasm and wit was “Go home old man, nobody needs you.”) Not impossible, of course, but something to keep in mind.

It’s not just personality, either. Rayne (one of my OCs) and Etiery are a chemist and engineer respectively because that is what I am. Part of the way their brains work stems from the fields that they choose to specialize in, and as someone in that field, I do have a certain amount of experience in thinking from that perspective. It’s okay to base characters on yourself or people you know, or take bits and pieces from people here or there. Again, it grounds you, and if you can write a realistic personality, you can write a more fleshed out backstory for said character, taking into account their motivations and decision-making.

Balancing Story vs. Personality

Part of storytelling is, well, getting across the story that you want to tell. In that, characters are instruments to help you move that plot forward. But if you’re fleshing out your characters, you also want the plot to be a vehicle to help them develop. Really, it depends on the story you want to tell and how you want to tell it, but if you’re like me and you focus first on characters, then my mindset is probably more applicable.

Essentially though, find a balance. You might need someone to do something for the sake of the plot, but think about if the one you’re picking is a good candidate for it, or if it’s better suited for someone else. If no one fits, maybe you need to take a look at the story step you’re making, or at the characters you’ve created. Remember also that although it’s easy to look at things objectively as an author and say things like “that’s so obvious, they shouldn’t go that way,” a character may still make that choice in the moment. Judgment - present, past, or future - can be questionable as it happens.

Pay Attention to the Timeline

This one’s pretty straightforward. One of the easiest things to mess up is to make your character too old or too young to be doing the things that they’re currently doing. Check and double-check. If you’re writing into an established timeline like GW2′s, make sure your character’s timeline fits with the established lore (unless you are very specifically breaking it for some reason). Ive, for example, is not one of the older generations of sylvari, but he is older than the sylvari protagonist in-game to account for his extra time spent training to compensate for his lack of eyesight. Keeping track of when events happen, often simultaneously, will help you decide how characters act and react - Etiery would not have been so kind (relatively speaking) to Ive had she met him before her fallout with her father, and as a result, they might never have become best friends, or friends at all.

Look at Things from All Angles

It’s important to look at a character and ask where they got certain characteristics from - are they naturally this kind/sarcastic/flirty/angsty/mean/etc., or did something happen that catalyzed that? If you’re writing backstory to explain that, take a look at the world you’re in or that you’re building - does the story you’re telling fit reasonably? Really challenge yourself to stay within your (universe’s) rules, instead of being tempted to bend them to make your character (and their story) exactly what you want. All universes have rules, and unless it is a specific plot point to break them, make sure you follow them! Making impossible loopholes to make sure your character has a degree by age 12 or can resurrect someone perfectly when the magic is explicitly stated to not exist can weaken your story and your character!

Richter is a good example of my personal thought process, being a glasses-wearing necromancer whose backstory is a street rat. He’s tall and awkward as an adult, so it’s not unreasonable that he was once a tall and gawky kid, the kind of kid whose arms are too long and everyone picks on. How does a kid like that survive on the streets? One of his major traits is the fact that he’s a bookworm: if he was orphaned, where did he learn to read? If he had parents long enough to teach him rudimentary reading skills (which he did), how much practical experience did he lose out on since he spent less time alone on the streets? As someone with a strong moral compass, Richter had to find a way to justify committing crimes to survive. A child like that would probably be too frightened to ask Grenth’s clergy or anyone at the schools in Divinity’s Reach (which he could not afford) to teach him in necromancy. How does he learn as a result? Is he afraid of his powers? Do people treat him differently because of them?

It’s kind of what I mean when I say pieces start falling into place. Start with a detail that you want for sure, and build up from that while maintaining its feasibility in the world that you’re working in.

And Don’t Ignore the Random

Seriously, I think this is my favorite part. Sometimes the things that you don’t expect sneak up on you and make it in. Fun fact for anyone fond of Ive: he originally wasn’t blind. OG Ive had nothing physically wrong with him. One day I was showing my friend my GW2 characters, including Ive in his full Rubicon set. I was nervous that she wouldn’t think it was as cool as I did, so I joked (although I would have anyway) that I didn’t know how he would see with the brim of the hat pulled so low. She replied, “Well, what if he has the hat pulled so low because he’s blind and it doesn’t matter to him?”

I chewed on that idea for the next day and a half, and suddenly a lot of things fell into place - why Ive and Eet get along as well as they do, more justification for Ive’s growing, below-the-surface jaded personality, an obstacle for him to overcome. I drowned in feels and texted her, and to this day it is still very much her fault that Ive can’t see. 

His lack of vision is now one of the central pillars of his character, and it’s something I hadn’t even considered before my friend mentioned it in jest. So don’t ignore random inspiration!

[carey-pricemas]

Dramatic- Carter Hart

Ok so here we go! A little baby goalie loving for you all! And if this isn’t me idk what is so I hope someone can #relate as well! Lol! Enjoy guys!

Warning: drama, mentions of death

@santa-fes Request: Hello fren, could u pls write me somethin bc I am not havin a good time atm. If u could it would be much appreciated. Thank you katie 💕

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              You were laying on the couch, your arm thrown over your face, taking deep breaths when Carter came home from practice.

              "Um... babe?" he asked gently.

              "Don't ask" you mumbled. Carter was never one to take a hint though. He crawled over you and curled up beside you on the couch, he was pressed between you and the back of the couch. "Noooooo" you whined.

              "Come on now, (Y/N). Tell Carter allllllllllllllll about it" he said.

              "No. It's too painful" you whined.

              "Wait. Am I hurting you?" Carter asked. You giggled and lifted your hand just enough to peek up at him.

              "No. That" you pointed at the TV screen where the opening sequence of your favorite show was paused. "That is too painful."

              "I'm confused" Carter stated, his brows furrowing. "You love this show?"

              "But not right now" you said dramatically, draping your arm across your face once more.

              "Would a cuddle session help?" he asked, still not understanding the problem. "Oh!" He got closer. "Is it that time of the month?" he whispered. "I didn't bring chocolate." You reached out and punched his chest. "Ow!"

              "Suck it up, hockey boy."

              "But... I'm the goalie" Carter said, rubbing where you punched him.

              "Dude you take pucks to the chest all the time!"

              "Pads, (Y/N)! I have pads!" You rolled your eyes. "So... are you going to tell me what this is all about anyway?" You pouted.

              "No! You'll just laugh!"

              "If I promise not to laugh, will you tell me?"

              "You'll laugh" you said firmly.

              "I promise, I won't laugh (Y/N). Promise cross my heart and hope to die." You peeked up at him again.

              "Pinky promise?" You held up your pinky and waited for Carter to hook his around it. "Ok you know that guy I like?" Carter nodded. "They killed him!"

              "What?" he asked.

              "They killed him! Dead! Done! Finito!" You threw your arm back over your face. "Goodbye cruel world. I am going to the afterlife with my love." You could feel Carter's chest shaking against you. "This is why I don't tell you!"

              "I'm not laughing!" he said, struggling not to laugh. "I'm crying with you!"

              "Oh my god, Carter! Go. I have to deal with this alone." Carter pulled you closer and pressed a kiss to your face. Then another. And another. Pretty soon he was attacking your face with kisses, making you giggle. "Carter!"

              "There she is!" he said. "Come on, let's watch from the beginning and you can tell me all about the love of your life." You looked up at him.

              "Really?"

              "Really. I have nothing else planned for the day." You pressed a kiss to his lips, turning to look at the TV and Carter spooned you from behind.

              "Ok so, the love of my life..." You started rambling as you went back to the main menu, starting from the beginning. Carter listened intently and asked questions every now and then.

              Ok so maybe you were a bit dramatic, but your boyfriend could be as well.

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Ok short but sweet! I have another Carter one I’ve written that I’ll throw out here eventually! But for now, up next: Josh Anderson!

[internetdetectives]

8/30/19 - Chat with Moonman and GHOSTBABEL

moonman31 2:11 PM: "the weather is crazy right now”

Xenquility 2:12 PM: "Rain?”

moonman31 2:12 PM: "nah not yet, soon though”

moonman31 2:12 PM: "Everything was cool here and suddenly we got all these hurricane warnings today”

Slinky stinks 2:13 PM: "its because it was 10hour version”

Xenquility 2:13 PM: "Think you'll be okay?”

moonman31 2:13 PM: "I should be?”

moonman31 2:13 PM: "Florida is used to hurricanes”

moonman31 2:13 PM: "just not so unexpectedly as this”

Mr t series good 2:13 PM: "You dumbasses”

Slinky stinks 2:13 PM: "yeah but an hurricane is a hurricane g”

otherLiam 2:13 PM: "As a fellow Floridian, he'll be okay.”

Slinky stinks 2:14 PM: "take care just in case”

otherLiam 2:14 PM: "The state's infrastructure is built for hurricanes.”

otherLiam 2:14 PM: "That being said, did Wolfcat actually play a song?”

Mr t series good 2:14 PM: "Yeah”

Mr t series good 2:14 PM: "That madlad”

Slinky stinks 2:14 PM: "he did a "Pro slinky move"”

Slinky stinks 2:14 PM: "and posted the 10h version of the SoS”

otherLiam 2:15 PM: "hmm”

moonman31 2:15 PM: "???”

moonman31 2:15 PM: "what are you guys talking about”

Jos 2:15 PM: "Hello, resume?”

Jos 2:15 PM: "Also my moonman”

moonman31 2:15 PM: "it's hurricane season…”

Slinky stinks 2:15 PM: "wait is there a hurricane season?”

otherLiam 2:15 PM: "there is”

Xenquility 2:16 PM: "There's a good chance it wasn't wolfcat”

moonman31 2:16 PM: "you think the song of storms summoned a hurricane?”

Jos 2:16 PM: "(:̲̅:̲̅:̲̅m̲̅a̲̅r̲̅i̲̅j̲̅u̲̅a̲̅n̲̅a̲̅:̲̅:̲̅:̲̅() this one after "death" should be gret”

Xenquility 2:16 PM: "There's literally a hurricane heading to Florida right now”

Jos 2:16 PM: "NOW that you mention that”

moonman31 2:16 PM: "wait”

moonman31 2:16 PM: "what is the name of that hurricane”

Slinky stinks 2:16 PM: "its an alternate universe hurricane”

Xenquility 2:16 PM: "Dorian”

Slinky stinks 2:16 PM: "imagine its called john lol”

moonman31 2:17 PM: "Weird”

moonman31 2:17 PM: "no ours is Helena”

Slinky stinks 2:17 PM: "Helena???”

moonman31 2:17 PM: "it feels like its not a coincidence though”

moonman31 2:17 PM: “the timing is too perfect”

moonman31 2:17 PM: “do you think someone is trying to get us?”

otherLiam 2:17 PM: "You said you just got hurricane warnings, right?”

moonman31 2:17 PM: "I mean all of us?”

Mr t series good 2:18 PM: "Wolf caused it moonman”

Slinky stinks 2:18 PM: "damn…”

moonman31 2:18 PM: "There's a lot of us in the various Floridas…”

moonman31 2:18 PM: "Wolf?”

otherLiam 2:18 PM: "We've known about Dorian for awhile, so it suddenly appearing out of nowhere for you seems pretty bad.”

moonman31 2:18 PM: "doesn't seem like Wolf would do that :\”

Jos 2:18 PM: "Wolf has been weird the past week.”

Xenquility 2:18 PM: "How long ago did the warnings appear?”

Slinky stinks 2:18 PM: "i mean”

Jos 2:18 PM: "i have a lot of proof”

Xenquility 2:18 PM: "(Wolf is always weird)”

Slinky stinks 2:18 PM: "helena sounds familiar”

Jos 2:18 PM: "no no”

Jos 2:18 PM: "weird stuff”

Jos 2:18 PM: "but”

otherLiam 2:18 PM: "...That reminds me. Moonman, it was mentioned to us that you think there's a traitor in our midst. Why do you think that?”

moonman31 2:19 PM: "Because they were posting your discord convos in the truth”

Mr t series good 2:19 PM: "What If Wolfs the traitor”

Slinky stinks 2:19 PM: "Wait what”

moonman31 2:19 PM: "that's all gone now though”

Mr t series good 2:19 PM: "Would Match with him Posting Songs”

moonman31 2:19 PM: "it was in the Internet Detectives thread”

Jos 2:19 PM: "@otherLiam accept friend”

otherLiam 2:19 PM: "we are now frens”

Mr t series good 2:20 PM: "Nice”

Slinky stinks 2:20 PM: "accept frend too liam”

otherLiam 2:20 PM: "did it”

Wolfcat 2:21 PM: "i posted the song of storms in reference to the actual hurricane hitting florida right now”

Mr t series good 2:21 PM: "Oh”

otherLiam 2:21 PM: "Were they posting discord convos from here, or the main ID discord?”

Wolfcat 2:21 PM: "i never meant for it to be an actual submission”

Mr t series good 2:21 PM: "Sorry then wolf”

otherLiam 2:21 PM: "Well, Slinky didn't mean the Elegy to be an actual submission”

moonman31 2:21 PM: "they were from the ID discord”

moonman31 2:21 PM: "mainly”

otherLiam 2:21 PM: "but here we are”

Slinky stinks 2:21 PM: "lol”

Slinky stinks 2:21 PM: "okay”

Slinky stinks 2:21 PM: "prolly it was the first post”

Slinky stinks 2:21 PM: "it was made by nocta”

otherLiam 2:21 PM: "Then that doesn't necessarily mean we have a traitor, anyone can join that thing and take screenshots.”

Slinky stinks 2:22 PM: "but its deleted”

Wolfcat 2:22 PM: "nocta was also spying on our tumblr if im remebering correctly”

Slinky stinks 2:22 PM: "and a lot of people joined and quitted recently”

moonman31 2:22 PM: "uh well i thought you need special perms to go beyond the welcome area”

moonman31 2:22 PM: "but this was going on for a while”

Slinky stinks 2:23 PM: "oh yeah”

Slinky stinks 2:23 PM: "the ID role”

Slinky stinks 2:23 PM: "i couldn't see the general with my Side Acc”

otherLiam 2:23 PM: "Hrm.”

ɢʜᴏsᴛʙᴀʙᴇʟ 2:26 PM: "ᴅᴏ ʏᴏᴜ ᴛʜɪɴᴋ ᴛᴡᴏ ʜᴜʀʀɪᴄᴀɴᴇs ᴀʀᴇ ᴀ ᴄᴏɪɴɪᴄɪᴅᴇɴᴄᴇ? sᴇᴇᴍs ꜰɪsʜʏ ᴛᴏ ᴍᴇ.”

Jos 2:27 PM: "I don't think so”

Mr t series good 2:27 PM: "Babel you think the Song caused it”

Slinky stinks 2:27 PM: "i mean now everything its a coincidence”

Jos 2:27 PM: "I mean”

Slinky stinks 2:27 PM: "we cant asume stuff now bc we dont have Any info”

ARGdov 2:28 PM: "God shit is bad”

ARGdov 2:28 PM: "Sadly Im prepccupied”

Mr t series good 2:28 PM: "Oof”

ARGdov 2:28 PM: "Dont do anything stupid you guys”

Wolfcat 2:29 PM: "who do you think we are?”

Slinky stinks 2:29 PM: "dont post songs as memes”

Mr t series good 2:29 PM: ":moonman:”

Slinky stinks 2:29 PM: "thats what you guys told me lol”

ɢʜᴏsᴛʙᴀʙᴇʟ 2:29 PM: "ᴡᴇʟʟ ᴡᴇ ᴘᴜʟʟᴇᴅ ᴏꜰꜰ sᴏᴍᴇ ʀɪsᴋʏ sᴛᴜꜰꜰ. ɪ ᴛᴏʟᴅ ʏᴏᴜ ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ ᴡᴇʀᴇ ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ ᴘᴏssɪʙʟʏ ʙᴇ ᴄᴏɴsᴇǫᴜᴇɴᴄᴇs. sʜᴏʀᴛʟʏ ᴀꜰᴛᴇʀ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ꜰɪʀsᴛ sᴛᴏʀᴍ ᴅᴇᴠᴇʟᴏᴘᴇᴅ. ᴅᴏᴇsɴ'ᴛ sᴇᴇᴍ ᴛᴏ ᴄᴏɪɴɪᴄɪᴅᴇɴᴛᴀʟ ᴛᴏ ᴍᴇ ᴀɴʏᴡᴀʏs.”

Slinky stinks 2:29 PM: "and it happened again”

Jos 2:30 PM: "yeah, as i said, it is not, but i can't speak much”

Slinky stinks 2:30 PM: "does the length of the song also means sum

lime if i post a 10 hour version of something it would mean more effectively”

ARGdov 2:30 PM: "I doubt it”

ɢʜᴏsᴛʙᴀʙᴇʟ 2:31 PM: "ᴘʀᴏʙᴀʙʟʏ ɴᴏᴛ, ʙᴜᴛ ᴡᴇ ᴛᴀᴍᴘᴇʀᴇᴅ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴛʜᴇ ɪɴꜰɪɴɪᴛᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ɪᴛ ᴛᴀᴍᴘᴇʀᴇᴅ ʙᴀᴄᴋ. ᴏʀ sᴏᴍᴇᴏɴᴇ ᴍᴀɴɪᴘᴜʟᴀᴛᴇᴅ ʜᴏᴡ ᴏᴜᴛ ᴏꜰ ʙᴀʟᴀɴᴄᴇ ᴛʜᴇ sᴛᴀʙɪʟɪᴛʏ ᴏꜰ ʀᴇᴀʟɪᴛʏ ɪs ɢᴇᴛᴛɪɴɢ.”

moonman31 2:32 PM: ":neutral_face:”

ɢʜᴏsᴛʙᴀʙᴇʟ 2:33 PM: "ᴄᴀʟʟ ɪᴛ ᴀ ᴛʜᴇᴏʀʏ ᴛʜᴇɴ. ᴄᴀʟʟ ᴍᴇ ᴀ ᴘᴇssɪᴍɪsᴛ, ʙᴜᴛ I ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ ᴛᴀᴋᴇ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏᴛʜɪɴɢ ᴍᴏʀᴇ sᴇʀɪᴏᴜsʟʏ, ɪɴ ʏᴏᴜʀ sʜᴏᴇs. ᴘᴇʀsᴏɴᴀʟʟʏ.”

Slinky stinks 2:33 PM: "moonman poker faces”

Jos 2:33 PM: "We are”

ARGdov 2:33 PM: "We’re concerned”

Slinky stinks 2:34 PM: "take care moony, we dont know how interdimensional  hurricanes can be”

moonman31 2:34 PM: "meh”

Slinky stinks 2:34 PM: "just asking”

Slinky stinks 2:34 PM: "how was that hurricane that fucked up A LOT called?”

Slinky stinks 2:34 PM: "who is @0118072119”

Slinky stinks 2:34 PM: "is in both servers and it freaks me out a little lol”

Jos 2:36 PM: "Idk just a player”

moonman31 2:43 PM: ((Moonman posts a screenshot of a Google search, showing results for a hurricane named Helena))

Mr t series good 2:43 PM: "Oh shit”

Slinky stinks 2:43 PM: "what the heck”

Jos 2:44 PM: "Do you have google over there?”

moonman31 2:44 PM: "What? Yeah”

ARGdov 2:44 PM: "Daaamn”

ARGdov 2:44 PM: "Weird one thing presicted it coming a couple days ago”

ARGdov 2:44 PM: "Although wait”

ARGdov 2:44 PM: "Category 1 is a weak hurricane right?”

moonman31 2:45 PM: "Uh yeah i guess they announced it as a storm a few days ago but suddenly its like a CAT 4”

ARGdov 2:45 PM: "Jesus fuck ok”

ARGdov 2:45 PM: "Yeah ok so Wolf is responsible”

moonman31 2:46 PM: "wait”

moonman31 2:46 PM: "google your hurricane”

moonman31 2:46 PM: "and see how it compares”

Jos 2:46 PM: ((Jos posts a screenshot of a Google search similar to Moonman’s, only the names are replaced with “Dorian”))

Jos 2:46 PM: “sorry for the spasnih stuff”

moonman31 2:47 PM: "seems the same”

Slinky stinks 2:47 PM: "hmmm”

Slinky stinks 2:47 PM: "yeah”

ARGdov 2:47 PM: "Simmilar but not the same”

Slinky stinks 2:47 PM: "is helena hitting in georgia too?”

otherLiam 2:47 PM: "might just be us being parallel earths, might have been wolfcat posting the song of storms as a meme.”

Slinky stinks 2:47 PM: "Simmilar but not the same”

Slinky stinks 2:47 PM: "LIKE THE WHOLE TIMELINE”

Slinky stinks 2:47 PM: "that caps sorry”

Mr t series good 2:48 PM: "Yes”

ARGdov 2:48 PM: "The hurricane in the other timelie was weak”

Slinky stinks 2:48 PM: "i pressed by accident”

ARGdov 2:48 PM: "And then not so long after Wolf posted it it got absurdly strong”

Jos 2:48 PM: "Actually”

Jos 2:48 PM: "not only song of storm.”

Jos 2:48 PM: "but the healing song”

Jos 2:48 PM: "both hidden as memes”

ARGdov 2:50 PM: "Yeesh”

otherLiam 2:50 PM: "i doubt the song of healing counted”

moonman31 2:51 PM: ((Moonman posts a news article about hurricane Helena))

Xenquility 2:52 PM: ((Xenquility posts the same news article as it appears in our timeline, having the name replaced with “Dorian”))

otherLiam 2:52 PM: "hmmm.”

otherLiam 2:52 PM: "for the record”

otherLiam 2:52 PM: "there has never been a hurricane Helena in our timeline.”

Slinky stinks 2:53 PM: "hmmm”

otherLiam 2:53 PM: "we had a Tropical Storm Helena once. We've had Hurricanes Elena and Helene.”

Slinky stinks 2:53 PM: "i mean yeah”

Slinky stinks 2:53 PM: "it has been a helena tropical storm”

Slinky stinks 2:53 PM: "9 deds”

moonman31 2:55 PM: "Dorian /ˈdɔːriən/ is a unisex given name of Greek origin. In Greek the meaning of the name Dorian is: Of Doris, a district of Greece; or of Doros, a legendary Greek hero. Doros was the son of Hellen of Sparta (who was the daughter of Zeus and Leda). Doros was the founder of the Dorian tribe, and the most likely origin of Doros' name was the Greek word "doron", meaning "gift". The Dorians were an obscure, ancient Hellenic tribe that were supposed to have existed in the north-eastern regions of Greece, ancient Macedonia and Epirus.”

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Vampires Hunt at Midnight

hello frens, sorry I've been non-existent for basically a year or something! No, I'm not dead, I've just finally touched grass and been in a trance lol. Anyway, in all seriousness, I've just been going out more and getting life opportunities. Y'know, having fun and stuff.

but yeah, read this thing I wrote.

...

The wind howled on a particularly cold night, the clouds wispy, and the stars bright. The trees groaned as they swayed back and forth, their leaves showering down on you as the seasons change.

You pulled your jacket tighter around you, shivering lightly as the breeze swept up into your shirt. If you knew it was going to be so freaking cold, you probably would've worn a sweater, or at the very least a warmer jacket.

You kicked a stray pebble, skipping it off the sidewalk and onto the road. You were making your way home after hanging out with a close friend of yours. They had insisted you stay, but you couldn't, seeing as you had a poor pup to feed, and he would surely be very hungry by the time you arrived home.

The wind picked up for a brief moment, and you stopped to squeeze your eyes shut against it as your jacket ruffled violently. When it passed, you opened your eyes and sighed, continuing on.

Your house should be just a few blocks further, it wouldn't take long to get home.

...

There was a scuffle from behind you, and you quickly looked over your shoulder.

...but there was nothing there.

Looking at the surrounding area, you shook your head, chalking it up to your lack of sleep, and the fact that you were completely alone.

...

wait.

You stopped walking and looking around once more, realizing that you really were alone, and that there weren't even any cars on the road.

That's funny, you could've sworn there were a few people still nearby... somewhere...

You checked your phone, noting the time.

11:26pm

...

Hm. It was only around ten when you left your friends' house...

You shrugged to yourself, and pocketed your phone, continuing down the sidewalk. It wasn't like you haven't stayed up this late before, so it wasn't too big of a deal. Though, you've never been outside this late before, and that's what made you feel so stiff.

Shivering again, you exhaled slowly, and rubbed your arms before crossing them over your chest tightly, hoping to stave off a bit more of this wind.

As you passed beneath a flickering light fixture, you felt something brush against your shoulder.

Beyond startled, you sharply gasped and whirled around, clutching your hands together in front of you. But to your surprise and horror, you were still completely, and utterly alone.

But you didn't just imagine that feeling. You weren't stupid enough to wave it off.

...

Without anything to protect yourself with, you had no choice but to keep moving forward, now paranoid, and constantly checking over your shoulder.

With every stray shadow or random leaf, you startled, putting yourself in a frantic state of internal panic.

Was that the shadow of a tree or a person's shadow? Did that rock just move or was it always there? How much further was your house?? It was as if you were walking the same length of sidewalk over and over.

It was when you nearly tripped on a crack in the sidewalk did you get fed up with yourself. You growled in frustration and took a moment to calm your racing heart and settle your thoughts, closing your eyes and taking a deep breath.

You were freaking yourself out for no reason. There was no need to get so worked up over a few shadows and some leaves. You double, triple, even quadruple checked, and you were positive you were by yourself, with nobody in the vicinity.

opening your eyes as you exhaled, you checked your phone again.

11:42pm

Now you were taking too long.

With one last grumpy huff, you marched onwards, still fighting off the horribly cold wind.

...

Finally, when your house came into view, you allowed your lips to curl into a smile. That felt like it took much longer than it needed to... but look at that! You were home.

...

Out of pure curiosity, you looked over your shoulder one last time, though saw nothing but the lonely sidewalk you had conquered all on your own.

And you thought someone had been following you. Hah!

Shrugging one shoulder at your silliness, you turned to make the final stretch across the street and into your house, only to get a face-full of shirt.

"...Watch where you're walking. You could hurt yourself." A deep voice chuckled.

Eyes wide, you slowly backed away and looked up.

The person you had run into actually wasn't a person at all.

It was a skeleton.

"I-...I'm sorry...?" You stuttered, still in shock that he had apparently appeared out of thin air.

He had a thick blue jacket, and bright white pupils that watched you curiously. He also had the friendliest smile that stretched over his face... with two prominent fangs...

He casually shrugged, "No prob."

You couldn't help but hold his gaze.

"So, you're the paranoid type, huh?" he continued on.

You should be running home, away from this stranger, or at least, yelling for help. Something.

"Uh huh..." You mumbled; your body frozen as those eyes taunted you.

"The name's Sans. Sans the skeleton. Never caught yours." His grin widened.

"It....It's..."

The world shifted, it turned, and you swayed with it, your consciousness slipping through your fingers like sand.

You couldn't move.

You couldn't even blink.

"That's a nice name." Sans said softly, now holding you in his arms, "Thanks for covering lunch, by the way. Next time it's on me." he winked.

The world went dark, and you succumbed to it.

12:00pm