#but I've kinda lost interest for now. she's much more interesting than a random one night stand to blow off steam.

[neverendingford]

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[kerubimcrepin]

Liveblog - Dofus, livre 1 : Julith [PART 11]

As I've mentioned, Kerubim and Julith have Beef.

As far as she is concerned, whether he was behind her framing (he wasn't) he is one of the people to blame. He defeated her that fateful day, and then she never saw her son again.

I've already went into detail, on the way "killing" her has affected him, (A mixture of horror and duty. Killing a mother and making a child an orphan for the sake of a city. Being grateful for her dying because it made him a father instead. Feeling awful for that thought.) but it is interesting, how he reacted to her turning out to be alive, when he killed her with his own hands.

Seething. Perhaps even coping.

This is chichala, which we had seen. I suppose he uses it to buff himself up before the boss fight. Drinking alcohol before a fight is very much RPG logic.

Sadly, there are no interesting buffs to it in-game:

I think a lot about the way Kerubim, Joris, and Atcham would be characterized in video game logic, by the way. I still have no working theory of how the hell their fighting styles would synergize. Would Joris be their buffer/debuffer? Their glass canon? Both? And do any of them take ranged weapons on missions...?

They probably do. It'd be kinda dumb not to. Personally, I like to imagine that Atcham would be the one using those, most of the time. He has that "skyrim stealth archer" vibe to him. (Though they're all melee users, through and through.)

Despite how smug he is at a couple of moments, he really was struggling during this fight.

My honest reaction whenever Kerubim does this fucking face is just:

This is very much a "deeply mentally ill adoptive father (who inadvertently ruined his child's life by adopting them to atone for his sins + because he was abused as a child) fighting through an army for his child before dying in their arms and saying they're the only good thing he ever had" look for him.

Another reason that one has to support both women's rights and wrongs when talking about Julith, is that, like.,.. what was she playing at, here? There are two possibilities:

That she would destroy whoever has the dragon's soul and set it free, giving her an advantage.

That Kerubim would shield that person.

Either one is good. :)

Either way she was perfectly willing to risk/attempt blowing up a random, innocent person, who was hiding from her.

My personal headcanon is that while Julith is physically stronger than Kerubim, she lost ten years prior because she couldn't stop thinking about The Baby. Where were they taking Joris? Did Bakara leave with him? Is Joris alright? Didn't Jahash give him to this cat man, who was now trying to kill her? What the fuck is going on, who did this, why, why, why?

I imagine seeing him lose for the exact same reason brings her great pleasure.

the nonbinary slay here was insane

Guys I think this might be bad for Joris's long term mental stability.

On a more serious note, I think there should be more content about Joris fucking hating Julith. During the movie? There's too much going on to work out what he feels.

But after? He has all the time in the world to hate her for everything she did.

I do think that he probably grew up and found whoever framed her to take revenge on/to get justice. But hating her, and wanting to clear her name of the crimes she DIDN'T commit so she could have some peace in death, so that people would stop smearing her name, — are two things that can coexist.

Like to slap his bald scaly head, reblog to slap his bald scaly head.

Kerubim never changed his stupid ass baka "George George the Farmer Farmer" name.

Though we've been knew.

BAD. I DON'T LIKE THIS.

AND she recognizes him by the blue eyes. AND, this implies that, for the entirety of the Dofus show, — and the entirety of Wakfu as well, since he, once again, has yellow eyes there, — he had dragon eyes.

Imagine being Simone, waking up at 3am, realizing because you forgot something in Joris and Kerubim's bedroom, sneaking in, and seeing this.

It also raises some questions about adult Joris, because we know he no longer has Grougalorasalar in him. The easiest explanation is that he spent so much time with the dragon, that after their final separation, his eyes couldn't change anymore.

After all, — the changes the dragon made to his height/skin/hair are permanent. It would make sense that, with time, even his eyes would be permanently altered.

I don't think it's a sad thing, by the way. Imagine going your whole life with beautiful brown eyes that look a bit like your adoptive father's. Then imagine suddenly having blue eyes (scary) and that they're your Dead Father's Who You Never Met but whom everyone misses. Like which pair of eyes would you choose? Because I think there IS a right answer to this riddle.

I think Julith has convinced herself that whoever took her and Jahash out wouldn't want loose ends, and that Joris was taken out as well, or something. Maybe that's why he wasn't really on her mind.

Mind you, this is a tinfoil hat headcanon.

This is so beautiful, to me... She was so emotionally stricken by seeing him again as his mother, that his father, who was both fatally wounded and stricken by seeing her perform deeply painful dark rituals on his son after traumatizing him, could land one last hit on her to save said son.

Julith has been a mother for a grand total of a few days to a month, while Kerubim has been for 10 years. Of course, her first concern is getting surprised it's him, and not that she hurt him. Because she couldn't even dream that she'd ever see him again.

There's a tragedy in that. She never even had a chance to learn how to be his mother, or who he is as a person, — she was the mother of an infant. Her love for him is far more theoretical than Kerubim's.

It's a love for Joris not as a person, but as a lost opportunity.

So she has no regrets about hurting him, — and she will hurt him as many times as it takes, if that's what it takes to get back her family.

[festivalofthe12]

SO this is probably something covered in the manga which I have since entirely forgotten, but. The Juunishi thing is reincarnation, right? As in, whenever the old Horse or Dog or whatever dies, they're soon/immediately after reborn as another new Sohma family baby?

Obviously there are metatextual reasons why the main characters are mostly grouped around the same rough generational range... but if you think of it that way, it makes more sense: in modern days, there's not that much variation in how old people get before they die, so it kinda makes sense that they tend to die and therefore be reborn at within a couple of decades of one another? maybe????? (of course this has been going on for a Long Time and stuff like infant mortality or just death at a young age due to injury/illness used to be much more common but. ignore that. maybe.)

ANYWAY my point is. Could Sohma adults potentially try to game the system and time it such that their kids will be born around about when older Juunishi members die? Thus giving themselves a way better chance of having their kid be one? (For those who would care about that, which we know at least some do.)

Specifically, I'm not sure if we ever got a stated reason for the huge age gap between Yuki and Ayame... but this sure as hell sounds like a plausible one, giving everything we know about Yuki's mum. Like, IDK if she deliberately tried to get the Snake (the Snake, Dog, and Dragon are all very similar in age, so presuming that their previous reincarnations' deaths weren't super sudden, that'd offer better than usual odds of getting at least one) and then realised she could do better, or if she got the Snake but wasn't satisfied and started planning things out for the Big One...

Though. the Rat would most DEFINITELY have been a high risk/high reward goal. Because. This time around, at the very least, the Rat and Cat both ended up the same age. :'D

Which, now that sounds like a fanfic idea just waiting to happen... but in practice, IDK if it would've really changed all THAT much? Yuki's mum would almost certainly have just disowned Kyou lmfao (possibly while trying to hide that he was even hers so she wouldn't be associated with the Cat??? no clue how she'd manage that though. I feel like the two options are some other random woman gets him and immediately the curse is revealed [and the main house would find out about that, ofc] or Kyou fjucking dies. I guess she could try to pass him off on a single father????????)

anyway uhh I know less about Kyou's parents. but. his dad doesn't seem the type to NOT send his kid off to Akito, especially if there was something in it for him.

So if this isn't that wacked-out 'the Cat gets weirdly lost for a while because he grows up with a random dude who doesn't even figure out about the curse for several years making it way harder for the Main House to track him (and honestly given that the juunishi transform when they're too weak and babies are Definitionally Defenceless even this doesn't seem all that realistic)' scenario. I guess the main difference would be just that Kyou and Ayame are siblings. Presumably in this case Kyou still gets raised by Kazuma and everyone knows his mum is his mum but she maintains some level of status by having the Snake. And I guess in this world Ayame gets treated more like Yuki because she doesn't have a better option this time round and is desperate to distance herself from the Cat lmao.

That's about as far as I've thought it through hahahaha because in the end this is more of a Kyou-centric thought experiment than Yuki really. But it's still kinda interesting (to me)!!!!!

[trouslinabone]

what do you think about undertale ships?

WARNING: THIS IS A LONG LIST OF VARIOUS SHIPS OF BOTH UNDERTALE AND DELTARUNE. SOME SHIPS ARE IMMORAL. (With pictures :D)

Depends on the ship.

When I first was learning about Undertale, I looked up a lot of Undertale Comic Dubs (I knew more about AUs than the actual game for a while), so I was prone to a lot of ship material, notably Frans, Sanscest, and Fontcest. As I matured, I lost interest in most ships, but there are some I think about from time to time.

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I was into Frans for a minute, as there was so many cute comic dubs of it, but stopped caring about it as I eventually starting disliking Sans. I was still a kid at this point. Like 13 or so. While I like Sans as a character now, I still don't go after it as it's immoral and typically feels like a power complex.

(Made by WaiqiuVale)

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I was into Charus for a while, and still am to a degree, but the moral ambiguity of it makes me not really look into it much anymore either. (Is Chara still a kid even if Chara has been dead for ages? Probably. Is Papyrus a kid as well due to his childish manners? Probably not.)

I mainly liked it due to this specific scenario where Papyrus successfully convinced Chara to abort genocide and thought them to be a better person. You can tell I liked this when "Chara is evil" was still the fanon consensus.

(Made by TallestDwarfGremlin)

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I hate Papyton. No real reason, I just think it's a toxic ship and Papyrus deserves better. I also dislike Mettaton as a character. He's funny, but in comparison to everyone else, kinda flat. He's the most 2 dimensional character.

He's a star, he likes being a star and wants to be a bigger star but wasn't always a star. There's minor interesting things, but eh... As I believe Papyrus has an insane amount of depth, I'd want him to be with someone with a lot of depth as well.

(Made by GalacticJoelle)

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Asriel x Chara (Chariel?) feels like step incest. It can be cute, but it's a tough pill to swallow.

(Made by Renrick)

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Speaking of incest, Fontcest is a ship I dislike. I understand the appeal - Papyrus and Sans have really good chemistry, care for eachother, and are funny together... But that's because they're family.

Something that comes to mind about Fontcest tho, there's this one high-quality animation that is genuinely insanely good and emotional that's fontcest. AM I SUPPOSED TO DISLIKE IT OR LIKE IT???

(Made by xXMimykoXx)

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Sanscest exists. It's incest on steroids for the most part. Everything wrong with incest on a practical level is doubled with Sanscest, and I have gotten into heated debates about this. Am I serious about it? Not really, but it's something fun to think about.

(Made by The-Cyan-Wolf)

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Soriel is canon to me. In my AU, Deltarune: Insanity Calls, it's canon. It just makes too much sense. And Toriel appears about 40 (even if she's actually 900+ years or whatever), and Sans appears about in his mid 30s. It's a bit of a gap, but nothing to bad for me. I think it's cute.

Especially the Deltarune version of the ship.

(Made by daisiloou)

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Papyrus x Frisk (Papyrisk?) is arguably canon. I always bring it up in arguments when people are against Frans. I've already discussed how I don't care for Frans, but it's another one of those things I'm not really serious about, but just find it interesting to talk about.

(Made by Mozer)

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On the topic of Papyrus x Frisk, Alphys x Frisk is also arguably canon. Same thing as above, but I dislike it more than Papyrisk as there's no Papyrus, and I enjoy Alphdyne.

(Made by Gaster)

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Speaking of Alphdyne, it ain't an OTP for me, but it's the only undeniably canon ship in Undertale and it's cute.

(Made by Caligmaera)

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I hate Temmie x The Annoying Dog as it's immoral to ship real people and both of those are self inserts.

(Made by Arinna1)

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[Character Here] x Self Insert/OC is something that I've done often since I'm an avid roleplayer. Notably I've done long term Sans x Self Insert and various Papyri x OC roleplays before. They're okay. Nothing to write home about.

(Made by @braindeadskeletons)

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As a bonus, some random Deltarune ships:

Kris X Susie X Noelle (A Poly ship... Kruselle?) is my personal OTP for Deltarune. Susie x Noelle is cute, Kris x Susie is cute, Noelle x Kris is cute, the best way to get around this? They date eachother. I used to have bad trauma over polyamorous relationships due to my own bad experiences with them, so this is actually good progress for me :3

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Spamvil is basically canon, and I like it as it's canon in the same AU of mine I mentioned before - Insanity Calls - but I like it more in terms of Jevil having a massive, obvious crush on Spamton and Spamton hating Jevil's guts. That dynamic of Spamvil is more interesting to me than Spamvil itself.

(Made by Mipexch)

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Spamton x Alphys (A real ship, I swear. Also Spamhys?) is a cute ship. Not a lot of content about it, but it fits Alphys' personality I feel like (her dating an AI) and it feels like a good match. I'm a sucker for [Nervous Character] x [Smooth Talker], even if Spamton ain't as smooth as he used to be.

(Made by anon artists on 4Chan)

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Spamton x Papyrus (Another real ship, I swear... Spamrus?) is funny. I toy with the idea a lot. It probably wouldn't work, but it's by far an insanely funny crack list. I only know this ship is a thing due to a ex-friend of mine who really liked it.

(Made by Eugenia_yesme)

So yeah, those are my thoughts on Undertale (and some Deltarune) ships!

Before anyone mentions it, yes I know I didn't give Suselle its own tier, but my opinion kinda falls under the Kruselle ship.

I barely scratched the surface. Some honorable ships are Kris x Berdly, Noelle x Berdly, Alphys x Asgore, Gaster x Asgore, Gaster x Grillby, Grillby X Sans, Burgerpants x Nice Cream Guy - you get the point.

Maybe if this gets any interest what-so-ever, I'll do a part 2 where I go over more ships and give my two cents about them.

Let me know if I miscredited any artists or if you know who did the Alphys x Spamton art.

[shenzaibird-art]

So here's actually the first pic I drew of Verloren after the redesign headshot! That means this pic is almost one year old now, what!! A lot of things bother me about it because this actually started as a "quick sketch", and also I still hadn't figured out his shapes back then. Also maybe it's because I've stared at this pic too much since it's been my desktop wallpaper since last July lol

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Alone

Story-text under the cut because it's kinda long

As Verloren had killed the king and every person who would have been a candidate to replace him, the responsibility for ruling the kingdom now fell upon him, a responsibility that he did not wish to take, for he never had any interest in ruling. But if there was no way out of being king, he thought maybe he could use some help, so he turned to Sellatrix, the only person he ever trusted and the only one who didn't hate him. They had been very close, and he considered her a true friend, or perhaps almost something a little more than that. So in a move surprisingly daring even for him, he asked Sellatrix if she would like to be his queen.

Sellatrix was conflicted. It was difficult for her to deny her feelings for him, and the two of them did make quite a pair. But the pleasant moments they once had, like playing games or talking under the moonlight about the most random things, now felt like something of the past. After all this spilled blood, all the victims he made and all he was yet to make, she knew there would never be peace again. There was no place in his future for things to ever be as they once were.

So betraying her own heart but following the wiser path, Sellatrix refused Verloren's proposal. She realized then that there was nothing left for her to gain by staying around him, as he was now like a broken image of a person once dear to her. So one day, she said her goodbyes and left the castle to go live in the forest near her hometown, to be away from the rest of the world for as long as she could.

On the day of Sellatrix's departure, Verloren watched her leave in a gryphon carriage as the sun went down, hoping she would change her mind and turn back. But she never did. That night, as the moon rose into the sky, Verloren felt more lonely than ever before. In his quarters, he reflected upon all that had been happening, and all that was lost.

Verloren leaned against his desk, going over his thoughts, his claws sinking into the wooden surface. How could things have fallen apart so suddenly? This was not how it should have happened. The enemies he made, the bloodshed... none of it should have happened. But it did. And now he had to deal with what was left.

Sellatrix may have been the only friend he ever found, but he could not allow himself to lose his way because of her absence. She was just a person, and he had never needed anyone before. There was his research to be done and enemies to destroy.

But for that one night, despite how much he tried to deny it, Verloren felt an immense void creeping up where his heart should have been.

[blackjackkent]

Quick camp chats before heading out on the road again. (I'm thinking about making straight for the creche actually, since Rakha definitely thinks it's the most important thing to do right now, and then circling back for final nautiloid map stuff on the way to the Underdark.)

Rakha questioned Gale much more thoroughly about Karsus and the fall of Netheril; even though it happened a long time ago, she's still hungry for any new knowledge, more pieces in her picture of the world. I think this is probably not the last time that he ends up just discoursing to her on some random subject or another; if there's one thing Gale can't resist, it's an attentive student, even if it's one fully capable of ripping his throat out in the wrong moment. He also explained, much to her disappointment, that there's no way she would be strong enough on her own to channel the Weave as they did together - that it requires intense study even for someone with a natural magical gift like her. She's quietly bummed about this; she was taken with the idea of showing it to Wyll.

Having talked to Dammon, we have the option to ask Karlach directly about the engine in camp. She's not willing to give the full story until the Paladins are dead, but does explain that it prevents her from touching anyone and how upset that makes her, that she can't have a hug. Rakha spends a lot of time thinking about this afterwards. She has had sex with Lae'zel and she has had Astarion's weight on her as he sucked the blood at her neck, but beyond this, her experience with physical contact of any sort is... limited. But Karlach's longing for it is obvious. It must be comforting, she decides. Like the blanket of the Weave around her. Like Wyll's hand on her arm was, last night.

Astarion is indignant about Gale's orb: "To think, Gale's had this devastating orb within himself the entire time, and only just mentioned it? Who'd keep a secret like that from his friends? You can't trust anyone these days." It takes Rakha a little while to work out that he is being ironic. His response to the question "What do you think we'll find at Moonrise Towers?" amuses me, because his phrasing feels deliberately calibrated for Rakha specifically: "Who knows? Drow? Mind flayers? Death? Hopefully not ours. But maybe answers, if we can convince the right people to talk." Death and answers are Rakha's two favorite things in the whole world.

Wyll is super cute and kinda shy. "Since the party, I've had a spring in my step, and I've got you to thank." Sadly none of the (positive) dialogue options quite fall in Rakha's blunt conversational wheelhouse, but we'll go with, "It was a lovely evening. I hope we can share even more." Because it's true - talking to him was the best part of the party for her by far. She doesn't fully understand her own feelings, but she is realizing she feels better near him than otherwise. He smiles. "I'm sure we will. And when the time comes... I've got something in mind." He raises a hand to forestall her as she opens her mouth to ask questions. "Now, now - no prodding. You don't want to spoil the surprise. But I'll say this... it'll be worth the wait." The odd sense of pleasant anticipation with which Rakha receives this information is a rather new concept for her. She isn't sure what he means... but she is curious to find out.

He also tells her a little bit about growing up as a Duke's son in Baldur's Gate. Most of his descriptions of court and nobility are somewhat lost on her-- more interesting is his description of the transition into becoming Blade of Frontiers. She asks if it was much of a change. "Yes and no," he answers. "Father taught me the four pillars of power - courage, insight, strategy, justice. He reckoned I'd follow in his footsteps, first as a Fist Marshal, then as a Duke. Vanquish evil, maintain order, save the world. But a duke makes bedfellows with more monsters than he slays. Father called it 'diplomacy'. I called it 'hypocrisy.' In the frontiers, there is no posturing, no diplomacy. I slay monsters; I don't consort with them, even if I might look like one." As usual, Rakha tucks away these foundational tenets of his philosophy to consider for herself. Courage, insight, strategy, justice. None of them mean as much to her as violence, hunger, survival, death. And yet they are, perhaps, something to aspire to, if she should ever learn to control the beast... She wonders about that last statement, though. Wyll claims not to consort with monsters - but he travels with Astarion. He travels with her. He travels with Gale and that bomb in his chest. There are many in their group who could be called monsters. What does he see when he looks at them? Does he see his presence here as just another sort of hypocrisy, deep down?

[monty-glasses-roxy]

How does the meteor itself work? And also because Roxy seems to be accepted without a lot of confusion in a public space, how does that work? Did the meteor affect everything really widely and so there’s a lot more various creatures (affectionate) roaming around? Or are they just a part of the setting normally?

Gonna answer this now before I dive into the SB CDs I've... just not looked at for some reason yet...

The Meteor is a large question mark in universe generally speaking. As it fell, it was only detected very shortly before the impact, and when it hit, the quake was huge.

It sends blue waves of energy out at seemingly random intervals, with the first one happening seconds after impact. These waves spread out around the entire planet. Scientists don't really know what it's doing, it freaks people out and all they're figuring is mostly inconsequential. They learn within about a month that the energy in the waves hones in on whatever's moving at the time, so new guidelines tell people to lie on the floor whenever it's possible to stay as still as possible. They've set up a detection system and can now send public alerts shortly before the waves hit, but this is about it. In terms of what it physically is, the general populace has no idea.

What it's doing is generally interesting. It starts off very much overlooked and unnoticed. It makes very tiny changes that would never be noticed by anyone but one or two individuals. A nudge here, an opening there, or maybe a little glimmer of hope and magic over there... it's not clear what it's doing exactly until the more obvious stuff starts to happen.

A man has a cat tail. A woman has a three headed dog. A child's teddy bear made sure they didn't get lost. There was a report of a unicorn sighting on Thursday and a carousel pony whinnied at it's cheerful rider. Most importantly to the story, animatronics previously thought to be mindless and glorified action figures, have started to come to life.

Now, as with everything, this isn't met with no resistance. People are of course, scared of the changes and scared of what could happen. The Meteor has not harmed, but what if it did? What could it do?? Where did it come from and how do we stop it??? There's pushback, because of course there is! This shit is scary!

But more and more, opinions are changing from the lack of people actually getting hurt and the overwhelming positives they're experiencing. By the time the story starts, it's been going on for a while now. People are irritated by the waves more than scared, and how they treat what they create and what changes is almost entirely individual. There are some protections and support for those that are changed by the meteorite, but its effectiveness, how it's applied, and the specific criteria to receive it is uh... kinda varied? The criteria is more solid but generally, it's a fragile support system that's been developed for the general human populace and is being applied onto people that are more often than not, not human.

All this to say, that the meteorite has not changed individuals or society on a large scale like that. It does effect people and the world, but it doesn't go into a sort of 'perfect world' kind of thing that forcibly makes the world better. What it does is generally small. It doesn't really effect anyone that isn't directly involved, hence how before big visual changes started happening, what it was doing went largely unnoticed.

So, when this story would start, things would be in a sort of normal. How Roxy is treated by general society after her change is largely based on who she's interacting with. I've not really spoken too much I don't think about what Roxy's experiences outside of Eddie and Cassie are, but they're fairly mixed? I haven't really put her in many situations yet where she would need to interact much with other people honestly, and the few times I have? It's been one of Eddie's friends, part of Cassie's family, Vanessa, Fazbear staff or a general employee somewhere that isn't paid enough to care anyway. The only other interactions of interest she has at the moment, are like... with animatronics that wouldn't care what she looks like and random animals like the neighbours collie dog she plays with at the park sometimes.

I suppose the long and the short is, there are some people that are used to this stuff by now, are enthusiastic about it, fear it enough to avoid it, wary about it, and some that are too busy writing angry Twotter threads about how the government doesn't just explode the meteorite and stop this nonsense or something. Roxy is accepted in public spaces, but her experiences vary depending on who she actually encounters and what not.

In terms of the Meteorite, I've told you about as much as the general populace knows in this setting. It's changing things, making things real and giving little nudges here and there. Ultimately, these changes effect no one but the individual, and many people have come to realise that now. The Meteorite is not a public threat, but it certainly could be, and a lot of people want it gone, while a lot of people don't. It effects the entire world and it's opposition and defence ranges from location to location, but largely, whether everyone likes it or not, this has become the new normal.

Whether it stays the new normal, is anyone's guess, but this is just what they have to deal with now.

[cubic-porygonal]

oh right, should make an intro post

so yeah, welcome to my blog! i probably shouldnt say too much detailed info about myself for privacy reasons, but heres a bit i can share. my name's private but i go by Cubic, i live in Unova (Castelia City, specifically), i like computers, games, and my pokemon.

speaking of, lemme tell yall about em!

Vertex

first up, my Porygon Vertex! it's my first pokemon, and it was a birthday gift from my siblings. apparently they spent a whole month searching for one, and we've been the best of friends ever since. it's part of how i can even do my job in the first place, actually! it likes playing games of all kinds, and you might even heard about it in speedrunning circles. somehow, it always manages to find new and bizarre glitches in whatever games it plays, and some of them are pretty good for skips. it's also surprisingly catlike compared to most other Porygon i've seen. not that i mind, though. whatever makes it happy!

Proto

next up is Proto, my Rotom pal! not only are they part of my team, but they're also the Rotom that powers my phone. (i do have a normal backup battery though, just in case of an emergency.) i met them one night when there was a blackout, but my computer somehow hadn't turned off. turns out they'd been living in there for over a week without me noticing! it took all night, but i finally managed to get the little guy to trust me enough to come out... and then they immediately climbed into my phone. but it's been well over 3 years since then, and we've made great progress since! they're a but jumpy and shy, but they generally mean well!

Vi

Vi is my Eevee! i got her as a thank-you gift for helping out the local pokemon center with a Rotom infestation, and she's just the sweetest thing. ...when she's not knocking over everything on my desk and stealing my chair, that is. despite that, she's still great. she's not that interested in evolving, so i've made sure to get her an everstone to make sure it never happens by accident. she likes to sit on my head/shoulders while i walk around the city, which has gotten more than a few pictures from tourists. (youve probably seen some if you follow a few travelers from Sinnoh, they tend to be the ones who are most excited by it for some reason) if you ever see me with her, feel free to say hi!

Woshua

Woshua is my faithful Dewott (named when they were younger, but they refuse to let me change it now) who i bumped into while on a short business trip down to Nuvema Town. they had climbed into my bag when i sat down to rest, and i couldn't convince them to climb out no matter what i tried. eventually i gave up and just carried on. while on the way out of Nuvema, i stopped by Professor Juniper's lab to see if she knew what to do with this random Oshawott. she was out, but her assistant, a girl named Bianca, told me that she'd been looking everywhere for the little scamp. the second she saw their face though, she told me that it'd probably be better in the long run if i kept them with me, so i ended up taking them home. they're pretty headstrong, but they get along well with Vertex at least!

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this one's, uh... kinda a weird story? they're not actually one of my pokemon, per se, but i like to think we're friends now. for the sake of not having every world government, evil team, AND this particular pokemon get on my case, im just gonna say i accidentally stumbled across a not-so-human-friendly psychic pokemon while taking the extremely scenic route in a forest im not gonna name. (i definitely wasn't lost, i swear.) we just kinda looked at each other for a minute before i turned around and walked away, because im not stupid enough to mess with a random pokemon that was telepathically threatening to disintegrate me. theres a bit more to it that came later, but everything after that interaction is gonna have to be redacted for the sake of everyone involved, human and pokemon alike.

aaaand thats about it! if you have any questions, feel free to ask me anytime!

[pretendstoread]

i smoked a cigarette and i wasnt even that drunk

there were a few things i wanted to write about today but theyre lost to me now and i wish i at least wrote down the general Idea. but i've at least noticed that ive been actively Indulging in more...taboo? things i wouldn't normally or were too scared to try. i've smoked two cigarettes this summer (woah!), had two shroom trips (WOAH!), had sex with a man for the first time (JEEZ!!), i'm smoking weed more often (hmmm....), and i'm thinking of testing the waters with (recreational?) adderall. this is not to say that i'm going downhill, or self sabotaging, or actively trying to harm myself and others. in fact, i quite like this sort of indulgence i'm in. let me do some unhealthy things right now. i don't think i Deserve it but i just....idk...i kinda need it?

i've always been in this need for control--to have it, to be in it. it's very hard to do new things that way because i don't know what i'm getting into. i'm at the whimsy of the uncomfortable zone. i focus too much on the potential negative of a situation: i'm going to have a bad trip, i'm going to make a bad drawing, i'm going to humiliate myself because i am New To This. and that's where i lack grace and freedom and embracing the Fun of being new.

it sucks that being new at something, trying new things, meeting new people, putting yourself out there in some capacity makes me feel like a burden. if i'm not the responsibility of someone else (i.e. a supervising coworker, a babysitting friend, an experienced lover) then i'm a burden to my own ego. even if i'm alone in my room trying to shake my ass i still feel incredibly embarrassed by my own reflection. seeing such failure (seeing my own body) is maybe worse than sharing it with someone else. there's a humor in that vulnerability that brings me closer to whoever i'm sharing that with: coughing while smoking a cig, readjusting on a dick, spilling a nutcracker in your hair while tripping on the beach are all moments that, while silly and messy and unprepared, bring me closer with the person on the other side of that. it shows a little bit of humanity and humility.

that is not extended to moments with myself though. i dont really know how to fully explain it. maybe it's some degree of not being comfortable with myself or perfectionist problems i have and self-perception etc etc etc. but have you ever failed yourself so hard you don't even want to try again? there is no one else to laugh along with you or reassure you or empathize. when i fail myself, I Fail Myself. yknow? ehhh not really something i want to think about further.

random things i have Happy Feelings for:

came home last night after being in a weed comatose at nat's and hammered nails into my walls so i can hang my belts. it was a random spurt of energy that got something i wanted done but for some reason never tried to do in my free time (i realize i am wayyyyy too adaptable to my own traps of inconvenience. i put the bag of toiletries in my room to Force Me to unpack them and ultimately left it in the way for a couple weeks before just stuffing the whole bag in the closet.)

really liked todays episode of the sopranos: s1e12. junior and tony both deal with mortality in different ways. not much more to say on it right now

also between this episode ^ (isabella the madonna hallucination), honestly themes of the show in general, and watching contrapoints content i've gotten a little interested in reading more about freud LOL. he kinda makes a lot of points??? like we all know this we're just freaked out about the mommy sex stuff. there's a tangent contra video on gamergate and an article she sourced talked about Gamers feeling threatened about their Space, their Games, being taken away by The Woke Mob--AKA women, aka MOMMY. the looming fear of mom coming in your room and saying it's time to stop playing. getting grounded and no video games for a week. mom said it's my turn to use the xbox. that fear recurring in these sad adult men being forced to look at their own flaws. their lack of perspective. stupid sluts coming in and ruining the fun, taking away our games. i found that psychoanalytic perspective reallllllyyyyy interesting

finding a new perspective on chores and self care: there's no rush with it. this is not a thing that needs to be Taken Care Of right this second. my whole evening should be dedicated to doing things on My Terms. i spend 40 hours of my week, every week, doing things on another entity's terms. i do shit when i wanna!!!! and it's for ME!!!!

[sutekh94]

Vlog - The Lost World of the Proxima Realms

So… I broke 1,000 subscribers recently. Why not celebrate the occasion with a vlog about a time when this channel was inactive?

If all goes well, you should see a Q&A submissions post somewhere by this time next week. I haven't quite figured out how I want to handle it, be it a video post or something over on my Twitter or Patreon.

Some corrections and omissions: It's pretty obvious that I didn't cover absolutely everything related to The Proxima Realms/Nashronth here. By my count, there were at least 59 published written works related to The Proxima Realms between December 2017 and March 2021, not counting revisions and re-releases, and goodness knows how many stories and story ideas I had that wound up going unpublished. I completely forgot some of those stories existed, like a series called "The Yva-Kaiphronth Chronicles". Pretty sure that was the last TPR-related story series I ever published, in early 2021. Like I mentioned in the video, these stories are currently unavailable, but if there's enough interest, I might compile all of them, plus some unpublished material and ideas, as one massive download. Who knows? I might do that regardless.

I barely scratched the surface regarding the many, MANY main characters I made for TPR's various stories. Maybe that's a good thing, since most of them wound up being really samey in practice. Talking purely about their personalities here. Like, I can tell you what they were supposed to be, but only a few actually broke through the barrier of mediocrity and into the rarefied air of uniqueness. What set them apart was mainly their designs. For instance, the character Remivaqa (or Remi) has GIANT BAT WINGS growing out of her back that she can disappear whenever necessary, and yet, she's about as bland as a mattress. That Roger Alcorn kid I mentioned? Just as bland, and he was arguably THE main character throughout most of TPR's/Nashronth's existence. Aliya? She was one of those few who did stand out from the rest, with her cold, calm, collected, and intelligent nature. And she had some decent plots surrounding her, like her search for her missing grandma and her rivalry with this hotheaded elf guy named Olandri. I wish I'd made those early TPR stories more about her than Roger.

It turns out that I wasn't completely finished with The Proxima Realms by early 2021. Halfway through 2022, I wrote down some ideas for TPR-related stories, but they were just ideas. Those ideas were the very last TPR-related things I ever made, though to this day, I still A. wonder what could've been had I kept pushing forward with TPR, and B. have random TPR-related story ideas pop into my head from time to time.

Drawing Aliya for the thumbnail after a couple years of not making any art related to TPR was so surreal. It kinda shows how much I've improved since 2017. Now I'm wondering how some other TPR characters would look if I were to draw them today. I picked Tamaya to be with her because of all my current OCs, she's the one closest in personality to Aliya. Oh, and both of them have girlfriends.

Like I've said about a trillion times by now, there's much more TPR-related material I could cover down here in the description, but since I only have a limited amount of space to work with, I can't mention random anecdotes about TPR's development, talk even more about the MOTH PEOPLE, explain how Roger's grandma is actually a MOTH PERSON, and discuss a race of beings who look like the Lastree custom/mod race for Starbound. What I will say is that I really shouldn't record unscripted rambles when it's almost 1 in the morning, lol. Seriously though, if I sound kinda tired and disjointed at parts in this vlog, that's why. The last third or so was recorded the following morning, after I got maybe five hours of sleep at most.

[brassknucklespeirs]

Hiiii babe :) I love your writing, so obviously I'm gonna roll up asking for a ship if it's not too much trouble hehe

I'm 5'4'' with dark hair and kind of an athletic build bc ya girl does go to the gym super early when insomnia hits. I used to be super outgoing when I was younger, but now I'm pretty introverted and tend to be in my head a lot (which is probably why I spend so much time writing, despite the fact that my manuscript was rejected multiple times lol) Being outside in any capacity is my jam, whether it's gardening, hiking, or just sitting in the fields, so I really get nerfed by SAD when the weather cools down. I also have adhd, so it's hard for me to focus on school and stuff, especially atm with a huge hyperfixation like this one, and I think I'm incapable of functioning without coffee. Fun fact: I've never dated anyone, and at this point my standards from BOB fics are so high that I don't think I could lmao 🥴

Thank you in advance lovely, I love your writing and hope you have a great day 😘🕊️

I like how you ask me “if it’s not too much trouble” as if I’m going to be able to say no to you honey…of course ill do you a ship!

I ship you with Wild Bill (and don’t worry this isn’t just cause of yah name, I’ve seen this ship since I first chatted to you, and now I get to vocalise it hehe)

- Now Bill is of course one cheeky bugger, and he loves flirty with anything with two legs and a pair of boobs right? Wrong; originally when he meets you, you’re a little put off at the fact he seems to shut his mouth for once when he’s in your presence, and it annoys you to no end because you’ve heard him flirting with other girl and you WANT IT. So of course you kinda believe he don’t like yah when in fact he really really does. Now because you’re a bit put off by his flirting you kinda pull back from him a little and tend to stick more with babe who’s just the sweetest little thing around, so now Bill thinks yah don’t like him either. HOWEVER, our little wild Bill couldn’t help himself one day when he see Babe just a little too close for comfort to you and omfg he just goes off at him, like gently cause it’s Babe but still pretty ragey. He tells him “ain’t no one around here suppose to be touching her but me, so clear out” Your face kinda goes bright pink and you just have no clue what’s going on, your brain is about to spontaneously combust and god if yah heart bet any faster it’d punch a hole in your chest.

- After that little show, you both realise that you’re into each other more than you’d both led on thank goodness. You are often not seen with Bill trailing behind you like a bit of a lost puppy (but he’ll tell you he’s a big puppy you know like a German Shepard or a Rottweiler, something big and manly and territorial yah know).

- the men often poke fun at the replacements to go and talk to you, the pretty little lady in the corner, as to create some entertainment for the night. When flirted with by random guys you can often be seen sitting wide eyed and a little put out by the idea of this guy not being Bill. NOW, when Billy boy sees his dame looking uncomfortable, it’s where the entertainment for the men begins. He makes sure he’s finished his pint of beer before he slams it down extremely aggressively on the counter and stands up, straightening his shoulder back while an arrogant smirk pulls to his lips. You see him coming over this replacement’s shoulder and kinda roll your eyes at what you know is about to happens. He strolls up and places a hand with splayed fingers on his chest, giving him a bit of a shove away from you, stepping in front of you to create distance between yah. He mutters threateningly some pretty interesting things to this dude, telling him to stop bothering his lady and that she doesn’t wanna have to deal with seeing his ugly mug in front of her. The replacement usually freaks the hell out and will nod their head furiously before sprinting off, the men watching all laughing in success. HOWEVER, In the event that the replacement thinks he’s just god gift to the world, and to you more specifically, Bill is left seething in pure rage, especially if this guy tries to even look or talk to you again while he’s standing right bloody there in front of him. He’ll find something else pretty jarring to say to the dude that’ll make him think twice about talking to you ever again before the dude will storm off angrily. None of this really bothers you at all, it’s pretty common so you just sit there sipping away at your drinking waiting for the dick measuring competition to be over.

- He very much enjoys your shorter height, often teasing you about it cause he loves seeing the way your features scrunches up into a little grumpy face. He’ll usually give a little chuckle before placing his hand on the back of your neck, pulling you to him and place a big kiss on your forehead. He’ll say something like “I’m just playing with you doll, it’s the perfect height for me to do this.”

- Bill thinks that you are just the most amazingly put together woman ever; body, mind and soul. He would bloody worship the ground you walked on, coming back to the following you round like a lost puppy. Even though you don’t often ask for much he’s still right there waiting for you to mention even something small like “I’m thirsty” and he’ll be off in a cloud of dust and back in seconds with a bottle for you, anything that his woman wants, his woman will get. And he will be the only one that gets to do anything for her, the only one.

- He truly does think that you’re some kind of goddess with the way you look. He’s constantly got to touch you just to make sure you’re actually real, often resorting to running his fingers through your hair, something he’s gotten very attached to doing. If you’re sitting next to him at dinner, at the pub, in barracks etc etc, anytime you’re right there, he will have one of his hands resting in your hair just playing with the strands of it. He loves your freaking hair.

- HENCE WHY, first thing in the morning you will without a doubt wake up to the smell of coffee. When you open your eyes, there will be a freshly brewed cuppa sitting right next to you waiting for you. You often get confused when you feel bill still snoring away behind you, but you soon come to realise he’s figured out when you usually wake up and halls himself out of bed to make you a fresh cup of Joe before placing it beside you and jumping back into bed, usually falling back asleep within minutes. You reach out to take a sip and hun in contentment as it’s brewed exactly how you like it. You feel Bill’s arm round your waist loosen as you sit up against the headboard to drink it, only for his grip to tighten back round your hips or thighs, a place hell often rest his head so you can run your fingers through his hair while you drink you coffee. If you’re the kind of person who needs a second coffee before you can function fully (like me, I’m that person) then he’ll jump out of bed with you, pulling you in for a full, passionate kiss good morning with the muttering of “good morning baby, my goddess, the light of my life, do you want another coffee? There some more waiting for you in the kitchen.” This man just knows you so freaking well that sometimes its got you thinking like how the hell did I get so lucky. Meanwhile he’ll be looking at you all adoringly, heart eyes for sure, gazing up and down your body as he takes in every single part of you before wondering the same god damn thing.

- One of Bill’s favourite things about you is that you are strong, no matter what you’ve been through, you’re still out there kicking, taking on the world even if you’re doing it quietly. He admires you so deeply for that, often catching himself in a bit of a love sick starry eyed moment when he thinks about it for too long while looking at you. If he gets caught he’ll play it off with some reasonably risqué pick up line that you usually end up just laughing at. On those times when you don’t laugh and you’re taking it seriously…Oof fun adult playtimes for you

- Bill has become pretty good at picking up on when you’re zoning out, when you’re brain just takes you away from the world with other thoughts about random little things. Sometimes he’ll just sit with you and let it happen for a while, but in other times when he needs your attention he’ll crouch in front of you and grasp your face, gently patting it. He’ll whisper something like “come back to me baby, I need you here with me now” and god if it doesn’t just make you wanna swoon. The fact that he takes such care with you when he knows your mind isn’t where you feel it should be, wow just wow. There are also those other days where it isn’t about zoning out per say, it’s more like you have a billion and one things zooming through your skull, wanting to be done right then and there and you have to get them done. You’ll talk in random bits of gibberish or slightly slurred English and he’ll struggle to understand what the hell you’re on about. Those are the days where he’ll stay out of the way, and let you do what you need to do for the sake of your head. Of course he won’t let you run yourself into the ground, hence why he sits and watches instead of just leaving you be full stop. He knows that if you really did need him, he’d be sitting right there ready to help. Another thing he does when you’re getting jittery is he’ll give you his hand to play with, you can intertwine and loosen your fingers around his or trace the lines of his palms or simply touch the skin of his hand and it brings you a great sense of calm as you have something to fidget with.

- Following on from this, Bill has also picked up on those days where you just don’t have the energy to talk. He’ll curl you up in a little ball in his arms and just hold you to him, often whispering away in your ear about his own day so you don’t feel you need to say anything. He’ll try his best to just find a smile or a scrunch of the outer corners of your eyes to tell him whether you’re really up for him being so close, but more often then not you love to just sit and listen to him, slowly recharging your battery. He knows that you aren’t always going to be able to tune in to what he’s talking about but that’s okay to him, usually why he choose the most random of thoughts to speak about. On those days where you really really don’t have the energy, even for him, he’ll respect that you need your space and will leave you to your own devices for a while, though in all honesty he really doesn’t want to leave you. He knows at this point that it won’t be long before you have enough energy for him at least but that he has to give you that time.

- Our little Wild Bill is so supportive of his woman and her studies, hence why he’s taken up the mantle of housewife, he even gets his Ma to teach him how to cook properly so you can take the time to study, or at least the time to think about studying as sometimes it takes a little more of a push to get started some days, trust me I get it. He will waltz into the room with breakfast, lunch AND dinner, sometimes even a dessert, and he relishes in the look of amazement on your face every time. He literally never would ah e thought he’d EVER be caught doing this kind of thing and yet here he was, apron tied around his waist, a little splash of sauce on his forehead, waiting for you to take the first bite. He gets so much satisfaction from watching you enjoy the food, knowing that he’s the one who does this for you and he’s the one who gets to enjoy it.

- Bill figured out pretty quickly that you love the outdoors. He’d taken great notice of the way your eyes would light up at the sight of the sun and the way your gaze trailed over the scenery before you. Gosh, he especially noticed it after running Curahee one day and you’d paused at the top of the hill for a moment to take it all in, something he’d originally been so confused about. Now he understands it though, hence why he often takes you for walks or picnics. He loves to watch as you run around, using up all your built up energy to just live and breathe with nature. When it turns to the winter months he knows you struggle with the cold. He makes it his mission to make you as comfortable as possible with him. He makes sure you’re all rugged up, tucked in tightly with a few blankets, fire going, and of course him pressed firmly against your back with his arms around your waist, keeping you as cosy as possible. He knows you miss being able to spend lots of time outside without catching a cold or just generally freezing your ass off so he likes to try and find other ways to entertain you such as baking with you (often doesn’t turn out too great but that’s alright to him as long as your smiling, with flour staining your skin and clothes), playing board games, reading and in your case writing (which he will often find prompts to give you so you have something to write about and then he’ll ask you to read it back to him, something you’ll get a little flushed about but he loves listening to the sound of your voice as you read it to him).

[fictionkinfessions]

I miss discussing books with Fischl.. debating the major themes and who shouldve been with who and which scenes were well written and which the author rushed just to finish the book. I miss digging out random books on the most obscure topics to prove that the author didnt research thier source material well enough, and Fischl groaning and telling me that it doesnt matter because the inaccuracies made the story fun.

I miss having to explain complicated plots of the books to Bennett. Then having to tell him that no, whatever mystical plot it had isnt actually real, and no Oz talking just like the animals in the book doesnt mean all animals can talk. Ect ect ect.

I miss when Fischl and I got to meet Xingqiu. And we tore into his book like little demons. And he appreciated all the criticism. He even took notes.

I miss him staying in Mond for a few weeks and joining us for a few book discussion sessions.

I miss mom gently shaking me awake in the early morning after falling asleep in the library studying.. I miss having to lecture her about not overworking herself with her permanent injuries. I even miss her laughter as she dismissed how serious it was. I noticed pretty easily when she leaned extra heavy on her cane. She thought I didnt. But Im her son, and what kind of son would I have been if I wasnt as smart as my mother. Adoptive or not.

I.. miss a lot right now. But. Unfortunately? My newly discovered life is an au. One that I've never seen anyone else dabble with. One I created myself from rightful anger over my original timeline.

I wish I could say I was new to this feeling. Of having sourcemates of your loved ones around you who dont even recognize you? Because youre not the version they remember? I suppose thats how kinning obscure/original au's goes though. Nobody ever remembers you properly. Been through it too many times. This one isnt new. But it hurts less at the moment I'll admit that.

Short explanation is I'm Razor. Sure don't sound like him with how Im talking but- Well the new au is a bit stronger than Razor's original timeline, so theres alot less third person talk and more full sentences. I never got lost this time. Parents left me in Varkas care after they died, he passed me off to jean and Kaeya because hes a fucking deadbeat who doesnt understand kids unless he's teaching them to hold weapons, and Lisa adopted me after she returned from Sumeru.

It's a fun timeline so far. definitely a step up from the original. It's nice not wanting to strangle a man over leaving me in the woods for a decade. (Yeah og tl is NOT happy abt that one, Varka. Its all I ever scream abt when Im shifted.) It's nice having a Razor shift that doesnt make me feel braindead or angry (really can hardly think in the normal ones, when I do its about how idiotic Varka was.)

I just wish other people seemed as interested in it as I seem to be. At least my friends don't seem to be responding much when I ramble about the new memories.. I dont think anyone has thought of this au. Almost wish other people would acknowledge what Varka did to canon me so this kinda au would exist a bit more.

Maybe after the festival next patch people will open their eyes a bit more.

Anyway- This went on much longer than I intended, ended up rambling when I just wanted to miss my loved ones hah- Sorry for the long post everyone.

~Razor Minci 🐺📚 (Please leave the last name out of the kin tags mpc, its a timeline specific thing, canon name for proper tagging is just "Razor")

[mojaves]

👪🍧🌙🙈🙊🙉🎭🔪✏️🔫🎀📎🚆💧🌈☁️ for morgan and marcus pls!! >:3

AAAAAAAA. TWO OF THEM!! TWO OF THEM. thank you i won't shut up now [very long on account of the fact i love rambling sorry]

👪 FAMILY - what is their family like? what is your ocs relationship to them? does your oc have any siblings?

well their family is just. very. regular i guess?? wjhdhkf thats the only way i can describe it. their parents split up not long after marcus was born, and now they have TWO mums. and then morgan came out as a lesbian, and there was a whole joke about marcus also coming out as a lesbian at some point. but then he broke that gag by being Gay and Trans. good for him. anyway they love each other SO much theyre a very tigh-knit family who would do anything for each other it's VERY sweet i love them all so much

🍧 SHAVED ICE - do they still have any objects from their childhood? what significance does it have to them? what would their reaction be if they lost it?

they have a LOT of things from their childhood still, mostly little crafts they made together. the most important thing though are the matching necklaces that they made, they're like. 15 years old at this point and have been repaired countless times over the years, and despite it all they both still wear them almost every day. they'd both be pretty devastated if they were to be lost. they could make new ones but it wouldn't be the same.

🌙 MOON - what is your oc's greatest wish? how far are they willing to go for it?

morgan's greatest wish is very simple, she just wants a house with a porch so she can put a rocking chair on it, and sit in it and make her little crafts while watching the sun + feeling the fresh air. she and lou don't have the best paying job ever so it's taking a LOT of time to save up, but she is very patient. they're getting there. slowly but surely. she also has a little crafting business on the side which helps with extra money for a house. she IS going to get it one day.

and marcus. hrgghghh. HM. hmm. more than anything he just wants to be happy and at peace. not that he's not happy now, but it's very hard sometimes considering the kinda shit he's going through every day. he's got a long way to go before he gets there, a lot of bridges to burn, but he'll make it. he's Determined. and well. he has his family to help him through it

🙈 SEE-NO-EVIL - whats a side of your oc that they don't want to show other people?

morgan is very loud and confident, do there's not much she really wants to hide, bc she's very happy with herself, but if there Was something, it'd probably be the fact that she gets anxious sometimes. which is Just Fine but every now and again she feels like she shouldn't be allowed to feel that way, and constantly needs to keep up her Positive appearance, or everyone will be upset or disappointed or whatever. she knows it's not true but she does get very down about it sometimes.

marcus sweet baby boy marcus. he thinks he's a freak. he sees ghosts, which should be a thing that's normal in this world, but people choose to believe otherwise despite all the evidence. and because of that, he feels like an outcast. it's fairly easy to hide, but sometimes it does make him extremely sick, and he can't just be telling random people "oh yeah it's the ghosts lol" every time he passes out or throws up or whatever. so he just has to be like. dont even worry about it i've just got Problems. seeing ghosts does make him act a little weird and skittish and jumpy sometimes, and he doesn't want people thinking he's even weirder than he already seems. so he's just. very much stuck in this cycle of being ashamed of his entire existence, and having to completely bury who he is in order to blend in with everyone else.

🙊 SPEAK-NO-EVIL - what is something your oc will refuse to stay quiet about?

they both have adhd and a lot of their interests overlap so they will talk to each other for HOURS about rocks, john car/penter movies, a couple of video games, stuff like that. separately though, morgan can talk forever and a day about frogs. and for marcus, urban planning [im projecting sorry], and radiation/nuclear energy. i would love to have a conversation with them both

🙉 HEAR-NO-EVIL - what is the worse thing your oc could hear from someone?

UH. I DONT WANT TO MAKE MYSELF SAD BUT SHJDHJG probably that they're not loved, that they're freaks, annoying, etc etc. you know. Normal Stuff people worry about. AND that the other was injured in some way or another, or got in an accident or something [not foreshadowing anything. heh. ehHEh.eghcCOGHG]

🎭 MASKS - do they act differently around certain people? what's different between the way they act around friends, family, strangers, etc.?

around each other and family/close friends, they are very unapologetically themselves. even out of close circles, morgan is still very much the same, never really felt the need to change who she was to be palatable to other people. she is LOUD and everyone has to accept it.

marcus is a very very anxious little man, he can talk to people but he's generally very quiet/fidgety/reserved at first, and it takes a few weeks, sometimes even months, to warm up to people and really get comfortable being around them. and even longer than that [in most cases] to feel fully comfortable being Himself.

🔪 KNIFE - how do they react to injury / misfortune befalling their loved ones (significant other, family, friends)? do they put themselves at blame?

i imagine morgan would feel extremely guilty about it if marcus got injured, bc he's her younger brother, and she should have protected him more, even though that's not the case at all. marcus would feel like he didn't do a good job looking out for her as well, but probably a little less on account of being the younger one. does that. make sense god i hope so hjgshj

outside of that, i don't think they'd blame themselves for other people's misfortunes [lou + jason specifically], bc they're their own people, they can handle themselves, theyre strong enough etc etc, but they'd still feel somewhat guilty for not being there to help, even though generally it would change Nothing bc lou and jason LOVE putting themselves in situations. their help would maybe just, get them a little less injured.

they'd understandably be upset about it, and morgan has a bit of a calmer head than marcus, so he would completely overthink everything and go into Worry Overdrive, while morgan is like it's fine, they're fine, they'll heal. It's Fine. still a little bit worried though. but they both do try to help in the healing process as much as they can.

✏️ PENCIL - is there a particular quote / lyric that you associate with them?

this is going to make my brain explode i cannot possibly begin to explain it in a way that anyone can comprehend but for marcus. saturn by sleeping at last. thanks

and for morgan it's not that deep i just really strongly relate her to that post thats like "a skeleton waving goodbye or maybe hello" bc i know she would find that absolutely Hilarious and would crack up every time she saw it. and then every time she'd remember it, it would become a vocal stim for the next week.

🔫 PISTOL - do they trust people easily? how easily will they turn their back to someone? have they been backstabbed before? will they betray someone if given an ultimatum?

morgan trusts VERY easily, not to say it hasn't blown up in her face before, but she always tries her best to see the good in people, no matter what. she'd only turn her back on someone if they turned out to be really shitty, and she is a very good judge of character and has no issue with doing that. if someone makes her unhappy, she's more than willing to drop them in an instant. she wouldn't betray anyone she would feel SO bad about it.

marcus. HGIHghfdkhwekjghfdskgh he did. he did trust people once!!!!!! HE DID!! HE TRUSTED WITH HIS WHOLE ENTIRE HEART!! and then!! the one boyfriend he ever had. turns out he was being cheated on the entire time! and he didn't even learn that until THREE ENTIRE MONTHS AFTER said bf completely ghosted him. so now he definitely does not trust anyone, other than his family + lou. i mean, he will trust people in the general sense, but he would never really trust someone with his feelings, because he's scared of it happening again. the one relationship he had, and he thinks it's going to happen again and again and again. BUT it doesn't. it doesn't. he just doesn't know that yet <3 he would ABSOLUTELY turn his back on + betray someone like that of course he would no questions asked.

🎀 RIBBON - how would they fit into other worlds / aus? what aus would you like to try out? what fictional world would they fit / not fit into?

im not letting myself think about this too much bc i KNOW i'll go insane about it. but. cyber/punk au would be VERY fun i would love to give them funky bits of cyberware. they'd be nomads + netrunners. i know this for a fact.

📎 PAPERCLIP - a random fact.

later on in the story marcus gets a little poorly drawn heart tattooed on his wrist. that jason drew and i just think that is VERY good. personally.

morgan and lou had a gar.field themed wedding cake.

🚆 TRAIN - what is their answer to the trolley problem?

BWUHGH. UH. WELL. NOW YOU WANT ME TO GET THAT DEEP INTO THEIR BRAINS??? OK. probably sacrifice the one to save the many, bc they would be willing to sacrifice themselves if it absolutely came down to it 10000%

💧 DROPLET - random angst headcanon

i think i already unloaded most of the angst but. more for marcus bc i'm insane and evil <3 just thinking about what would happen if marcus ended up dying at the end, and doesnt get resurrected. i'm thinking about it. i don't want it to happen. but like. what if it did. the tragedy of it all. i know i just said he'd sacrifice himself if it came to it, but this would not be a sacrifice, it would be from an easily preventable mistake. hoghfhdgfhghhHOHHHH

🌈 RAINBOW - what advice would they give to their younger self?

morgan would tell her younger self that it's okay to be who she is, and no one else can choose that for her, she doesn't have to fit into any sort of mold, and she shouldn't force herself, either

marcus would tell himself that it's okay, just breathe, everyone loves you, you're not a freak, there's better people out there that are worth your time. don't give up

☁️ CLOUD - a soft headcanon

morgan and lou wake up hugging each other Every morning. not a headcanon this is a fact. they have a restless night if they're not hugging each other in their sleep.

marcus caught himself daydreaming a Lot about holding hands with jason a little after they first met and he was So embarrassed about it he considered just. straight up running away. stealing the car and launching himself into the sun. or the ocean. he can't even drive but he was more than willing to speed off into the sunset and never return.

[heatwa-ves]

genshin and/or demon slayer?

doing genshin bc I've already done demon slayer

The first character I first fell in love with: 

Xingqiu! I started playing on ganyu banner and fell in love with his character design and playstyle, though despite all my summons on that banner I didn't get him until the free 4 star thing at lantern rite :( he's still one of my favorite character I love him a lot

The character I never expected to love as much as I do now: 

I think kazuha, I was originally just doing to skip his banner bc I wasn't interested, he had a nice playstyle and design but other than that I didn't really care, but after seeing more of his personality and story, he's now my favorite character in genshin and I really regret skipping his banner

The character everyone else loves that I don’t: 

Ei kind of? I think she had lots of potential but i don't like how she was written especially near the end and I hate how some of the fandom portrays her. I also don't really get the scaramouche obsession, he's just kinda there

The character I love that everyone else hates: 

I adore paimon, I think she's really cute and funny and I know a lot of people think that too but I have seen lots of paimon hate so :/

The character I used to love but don’t any longer:

Diluc, he was my first 5 star (when I lost the 50/50 on xiao banner, still mad about it) and I thought he was cool but idk I've just lost interest now and don't like him as much any more, and I don't like his playstyle much tbh, tho he is an absolute aroace icon

The character I would totally smooch: 

Kazuha I am going to kiss you rn my beloved <3 also my wife sara <3

The character I’d want to be like: 

Being like sayu would be cool I just get to sleep and roll around that's so fun

The character I’d slap: 

Childe.

A pairing that I love:

Xingyun is my absolute favorite ship ever!! I also love xiaoven, jeanlisa, kazutomo, ayamiya and lots of others

I have some random rarepairs that make no real sense I just think they'd be amazing, mona x sucrose, yanfei x sara and xiao x xiangling (I ship xiangxiao bc of some incredible fics I read- the series 'and dream of mountains' on ao3 and the fic 'the eight month contract')

A pairing that I despise: 

I don't like any diluc or thoma ships bc I headcanon them both being aromantic and not wanting any sort of romantic relationship, and I don't really like chilumi either, and I see eimiko as them being exes and don't like shipping them romantically in the current time teyvat, but other than that I like most genshin ships

[savagesbonergarage]

Nightsister OC pics and backstory ❤️

So I kinda got my Nightsister oc worked out today!

Meet Eilantha!

No makeup and with makeup since I like both. :) I know her outfit is Rey’s, but it turned out to be the one I liked best after going through all of them. This was so much fun to do! I’m on mobile rn so I don’t have a link, but search ‘rinmaru star wars avatar creator’ and it should be the first result.

The nightbrother is also an oc called Sever. He’s more bulky in my head and his tattoos are different and more brown than black, but whatevs. Also he looks more like a teenager here, which is NOT the vibe, lads. Mans is in his late 20's-early 30's. 👍

I know I’m sorta biased and all since she’s mine, but I’m in love with her? I’m not a huge fan of the Nightsisters and their misandry and general terrible-ness, but this girl is the exception. 💕 Learn more about her under the cut if you’d like. :)

She was born in 46BBY, making her around 27 in the final year of the clone wars. From the time she was a youngling it was clear that she had a natural affinity for magicks and spellcasting, which allowed her to participate in more advanced rituals and rites from an early age. This inevitably caused some contention among the sisters in her age group that felt this privilege was wasted on her, and therefore she had few friends during her time within the coven. She didn’t really mind, as she preferred to spend her days on her own anyway, learning as much as she could about whatever she fancied (usually spells that piqued her interest whose texts she discreetly snuck from within the cavern).

When she wasn’t studying, she loved music - writing, playing, and singing. It wasn’t anything like the typical malicious sounds of tribal chanting and drums you’d hear from within the grotto; not that she didn’t appreciate that also as she practiced it well, but her heart leaned toward a softer, more soothing genre of arias and melodies, bordering on lullabies based on her wanderlust, and, though she’d never admit it, her loneliness.

As she reached adulthood, she underwent the trials for her dark baptism as all Sisters did, which consisted of returning from a challenging hunt to add a token from her kill to the Water Of Life, and receiving her ichor tattoos that signified her coming-of-age before being ritualistically bathed in the ominous liquid which sanctioned her as an active member of the Nightsisters.

After this, I have two different routes (or however many, depending on who I’m shipping her with at the moment 😅 bc I ship her with everyone, no lie) that I like to take with her story. The first is expanded upon in the fic by @fallenrepublick here (still my favorite thing!) where she starts sneaking away into the nightbrother village and befriends Savage and Feral before they go through Asajj’s selection trails. This is the nicer, less-traumatic arc.

This next one gets really, really dark. I'm not going to post it all here bc honestly this post doesn't need all that angst, so I'll save that for later. Essentially, I like to think that Eilantha did at one time have a nightbrother of her own (Sever) that she actually loved, rather than treated as a slave. As you can imagine it doesn't end well, but we're not gonna get into that. We'll talk about how they meet. :)

Instead of sneaking away to the village, Eilantha is pressured into conducting her own selection trails by Mother Talzin. She doesn’t inherently have any reason to object, after all, she was taught that this is was simply the way of things. Part of her even looked forward to obtaining a manservant, whose loyalty would belong to her and her alone.

Perhaps he’d be a useful asset when it came to sneaking spelltomes to and from the vaults, and maybe he’d even be the only one staying by her side while she practiced her songs. What if he’d even appreciate them? Not that he’d have much of a choice, but the thought was comforting nonetheless.

From the moment she stepped foot in the village, all she could focus on was the feeling of the uneasy and fearful gazes of the men who undoubtedly knew more of what was to come than she did. She chose her roster at random, unsure of what she should have really been looking for or what she actually wanted from a servant. Even before the fighting, she knew deep down that she didn’t want to inflict any unnecessary harm on them…but why? From what she’d overheard at home, the violence was half the fun.

It wasn’t.

She evaded and blocked every blow with ease, yet avoided retaliating and taking the offensive in any manner that would prove fatal, causing the battle to go on far longer than anticipated to the point where Brother Viscus insisted that she take the next opening for the kill. With reluctance, the blade of her weapon collided with the ribs of the next brother to reveal himself a target. She watched in horror as the light faded from his hateful, reflective eyes, and she was nearly sick. She didn’t want to do it, but it had been done, and it couldn’t be undone. His body thudded against the ground and she screamed.

“Enough!”

The battlefield went silent, and as she came to her senses she attempted to save face.

“I’ll have none of them!”

Before Brother Viscus could interject with any alternative propositions, she was gone. She ran, fleeing as far away across the rocky terrain as she could. She didn’t cry; at least not until she was certain she was alone. She felt so pathetic - Nightbrothers were meant to be disposable, yet she couldn’t handle killing one. Her shame shifted into heartbreak, and she crouched low and wept for the death of the brother she’d just caused, as well as for all those who came before him. All the needless, thankless, mindless deaths of these men whose lives may not have mattered to the Sisters, but they mattered to someone.

As night fell, she trudged along the jagged landscape and thought of what explaination she’d give to Mother Talzin upon returning home. She had run in the opposite direction of where her speeder was stationed at the base of the village, so she had plenty of time to consider on the long journey back. She casually hummed a tune to herself in some meager attempt to self-soothe, which served to distract the shadow that had been trailing her for some time. The sound of a twig snapping in the rocks behind her alerted her to the presence and she confronted him.

"Are you lost?" she asked in a derogatory tone after he revealed himself.

"I'm not."

Of course not, this was his home, after all. She couldn't say the same for herself, however, she pressed him further.

"Then why are you following me? I never asked for an escort."

The amber-skinned nightbrother looked as though he were choosing his words carefully, though if his aim was self-preservation he'd done a terrible job of it.

"I saw you crying."

Eilantha was hit with a pang of embarrassment, though she feigned otherwise as her eyes met the ground.

"Well, you can forget what you saw. Now leave me alone."

She turned away, but the brother remained there in quiet contemplation before he spoke again.

"I've never seen a Sister cry. I've never seen a Sister feel."

Something about those words struck her directly in her heart. The confirmation that she was inherently considered to be a heartless monster in the view of these villagers hurt a little more than anticipated, though she had no right to refute it. No amount of apologies would ever remedy the divide that separated the Nightsisters from the Nightbrothers, regardless of how she felt. She clenched her fist as she turned to face him again.

“I said, leave me alone. Don’t make me-”

She actually choked on her words, unable to say the rest.

Don’t make me put you in your place.

Despite her partial warning, the nightbrother stepped closer. He grabbed the edge of his already tattered tunic and tore a piece of it off, inspecting it for cleanliness before holding it out to her. Eilantha froze, uncertain of what to make of this interaction.

“You aren’t done,” he explained.

She hadn’t realized that her hot tears continued pouring down her cheeks during her retort. She accepted the cloth with some reluctance, her dainty fingers lightly brushing against his as she took it and dabbed it against her wet face. He promptly turned and started walking away, as instructed. This strange...kindness, or rather, strange act of servitude via obligation perturbed the young witch, whose thoughts were now fixated solely on the zabrak male.

“Wait, Brother,” she implored.

He paused, resuming his attention to her after hearing the endearing use of “brother” from a Sister’s lips for the first time. She continued, an unusual softness in her tone.

“What is your name?”

“It’s Sever,” he revealed, “May I ask yours, Sister?”

She repeated his name in her mind, determined never to lose it.

“Eilantha.”

He did the same, only out loud. Gods, it was an enticing sound.

"Will you be returning?"

This was a question she wasn't prepared to receive, and one that she herself didn't fully know the answer to. Her reply was engineered from a concerned sigh.

"I'm not sure. It might be problematic returning to the coven empty-handed. I may come back, I may not. I don't know what the future holds."

Sever pursed his lips slightly.

"If you do find yourself here again, will you..."

He coughed into his fist and centered himself before continuing.

"Will you consider me?"

Her eyes shot up to meet his hopeful gaze, a golden yellow in the night. She had a hunch as to what he was alluding to, but a little clarification was needed.

"Consider you...?"

He swallowed, his countenance displaying concern that perhaps he was stepping too far out-of-bounds this time, but he wanted to know all the same.

"As your mate."

Eilantha clutched the piece of fabric in her hand. This man was offering himself to her. The images of all the nightbrothers staring her down when she first arrived with fear in their faces raced through her mind, revealing the dread the men felt when they were met with her kind, and yet this one was volunteering. She wasn't sure if she should be flattered or angry, as any other Sister likely would be at a savage that dared to seek special permissions. Of course, she wasn't like that.

Imagining him as her mate, however, was certainly...something. She thought of how she would discover just how much of him was tattooed and he would learn the same of her. She could claim him right then and there if she wanted, and he would be obliged to obey. It would solve her worries about returning home if she decided on a servant after all, although, her soul was unsteady. Though she was entitled to any male she desired, she couldn't allow herself to do it. Even though this man was offering, it would weigh on her conscience knowing that even a part of him would only be with her out of fear and obligation, rather than his own free will. This nightbrother wasn't free. None of them were.

"I'll consider it," she replied genuinely.

This news seemed to please him to some extent, a tiny smirk curling at the corner of his lip.

"I'll look forward to the possibility of serving you, Sister Eilantha."

She watched as he turned a final time and disappeared further into the darkness, leaving her alone with her busied mind.

The course was set for the Nightsister temple once she finally got to her speeder, servant-less. She looked over her shoulder to see multiple pairs of glowing golden eyes quizzically prying at her in the darkness, and she smiled before taking off.

It was a long journey home, and the entire trip her mind was occupied with thoughts of the intriguing zabrak male who saw her for what she truly was. She pulled out the tattered cloth from her pocket and pressed it against her chest as the wind rushed all around her before bringing it to her lips and kissing it.

It became her greatest treasure.

That is, until she finally had the real deal in her arms months later when the separation became too much to bear, and they arranged to meet in secret during their first rendezvous of many.

Sever, my treasure.

[lizzywondersblog]

AJSOWOWIWOOWOWOIE SORRY I HAVENT BEEN SAYING ANYTHING IN AWHILE- A lot has been happening in my life lately- including two new, original paracosms and a bunch of crazy things started happening in the one I have with a bunch of characters- but lets not get into that now, I have, not one-not two- but THREE CRAZY stories to tell! I kinda feel bad for sharing these and ill probably delete or private this post later, but I should start with the most "relatively innocent" one.

So basically my mom has a thing for thrift stores, right? Well recently, she bought me these two books from the thrift store...

Seemingly normal and innocent books, right? Well... Not really. My mother saw "Winter sisters" and immediately thought Elsa and Anna herself, so she bought it for me. Ig the heart keeper just looked interesting to her and that's why she bought it, but I decided to read the heart keeper and guess what? The story was set in Norway. And the place that was based off of arendelle- Arundel I think- was mentioned in it to, even if it was just the park. And then Elsa's name was mentioned probably MORE THAN TWICE. And although the stories themselves don't have two much in common, I guess I found it a little weird that it was abt a mother grieving the lost of her 5 y/o daughter when she drowned at the beach, and I have been thinking a lot about Anna and Iduna lately. That is probably just me but I found it a bit odd. The "Winter Sisters" is a book so disturbing that I think ill go ahead and tell the other story first. Have any of you heard of the old 2000s show, "My life as a Teenage Robot"? Well, for me, I never got the chance to watch it- I wasnt even born yet when it came out, anyway. But I recently got recomended a video of it and got interested almost immediately- I was drawn to any bubbly or happy character and call me out for this but I found her personality similar to Rapunzel. So I scrolled, looked at some comments, and eventually looked up the show myself. I'm just gonna say it here. I regret it. SO MUCH. OH MY GOD WHAT THE FRICK. WHY DID I DO THAT?! I NEED A THERAPIST AFTER THAT. If anyone knows/remebers the show they probably don't want the reminder, but EW. and it was the FIRST thing I was recommended when I looked it up. F I R S T. Anyway, I cried- yes cried. Honestly I can't even explain how stupid I feel for CRYING but I haven't been in a good mental state all year anyway so may as well cry over a hentai made by some random 30 year old dude for pleasure. Anyway, I guess no one cared that this was a show for kids and how messed up a situation like that actually is irl, but y'know what? If they don't care I don't care.

Anyway, I suppose I will come back to talk abt the "Winter Sisters" when I actually finish reading it instead of quickly skipping to the last page and quickly skimming over it, but I'm gonna just end this post here- I've run out of energy, anyway