#mairen's writing tag

[mairen-marionette]

Thinking about the inherent trust of a mechanical being allowing someone to work on their innermost workings—trusting not only that this other person knows what they are doing, but also, more importantly, that they will not deliberately harm the broken one any further than they already have been.

Especially if said person is otherwise an enemy, a conditional ally at best and yet, even so, they have been placed in this position all the same. And now here we have this heavily damaged automaton, helpless and open, at the mercy of someone they very likely hate with all their being yet now must trust them to make them better, to repair fix them up good as new!

And here we have the unexpected mechanic, knelt over their fallen foe who gazes up at them with fearful, tentative trust mingled with more pain than one would expect such a being to feel, gingerly poking and prodding inside their foe's open chassis. Tinkering away at broken gears and displaced cogs and tiny, delicate internal components the unexpected repairer does not know the name of, as the automaton lying before them gives shaky instruction of how to fix them—what goes where, which part is which and what it looks like, what it should look like.

Doing whatever they can do fix them up for whatever reason they have—whether that be a temporary alliance of convenience, guilt due to being the one who caused such catastrophic damage yet failed to give the killing blow, or pity after happening upon them having been brought to such a state by another's hand. Or by their own.

But, even so, whatever the reason and their relation to each other, if they even knew each other's faces before this incident or not, the basics of the situation are largely unchanged—one of them is broken, the other is willing to help them, and there is no other choice for the broken one but to place their trust in them, and for them in turn to trust that this mechanical wonder will not turn on them after they've finally pieced them back together again.

Something about the desperate kind of trust such a situation necessitates, especially on the part of the one in need of such extensive and delicate repairs. Something very appealing there.

[keldae]

Tagged by the incomparable @dingoat -- thank you! <3

3 ships

Right now, to nobody's surprise, Gale/Devi is eating my soul. On paper, they shouldn't work -- he's an educated, wealthy, powerful mage (who makes very poor life choices), and she's a much-younger-than-him thief who grew up as an urchin on the streets of Baldur's Gate, whose only "acceptable" skill is playing a violin (apparently pickpocketing and stabbing people aren't considered widely acceptable or desirable skills?). But in all the ways that really count, they are compatible -- they're protective of each other and their friends, and Devi's street-smarts balance out Gale's book/arcane knowledge, and her feisty-ness is another counter to his more balanced way of dealing with things (read: he's 90% of her impulse control). I suppose opposites DO attract! ;)

Theron/Xaja has lived in my brain ever since Shadow of Revan dropped, in canon-verse and in at least two AU's. Theron definitely brought out a side of Xaja that isn't necessarily a proper Jedi side to show, but it's definitely her -- she's also feisty, and protective, and she's got a snarky streak to her that sings to Theron's soul. And she loves Theron's devotion to the cause, and his intelligence, and his wit.

(also, looking at Xaja and Devi... apparently I've got a TYPE when it comes to my main characters in RPGs. You should take a look at my canon Warden from DAO sometime, Lynaen... who ALSO is a redheaded dual-wielding rogue with a healthy dose of snark. At least she was raised a Cousland and didn't spend time learning how to pickpocket on the streets like the other two? #roguelifeFTW)

And I gotta talk about Reanden/Mairen too. They started on a bit of a whim when @andveryginger and I decided to throw them together for a couple of one-off kiss prompts, annnnnd now they run a good chunk of our respective brains (Reanden likes to hang out in Ginger's head a lot). Mai (Ginger's) loves Reanden's intelligence, and his dedication to his kids and the Republic, and the compassionate, caring streak he has under his sociopathic facade. And he's got a type for snarky redheaded Corellian Jedi ladies -- the fact that Mai loves his kids like they're her own, and doesn't think less of him for his rare moments of vulnerability, means the galaxy to him.

First Ship

Oh man -- my very first OTP was Faramir/Eowyn from LOTR, ever since I first read the books at the ripe old age of 12 years old, and it's STILL one of my favourite ships. I think, even 20 years ago, I was seeing myself in Eowyn (as a female character, as one who wanted to fight and seek out renown, as one who, as I would discover later on in my own life, had a bucketload of mental health problems to the tune of depression), and wanted my own Faramir (gentle, noble, compassionate, intelligent). So a bit of projection there? ;) The first ship I wrote... well, I'd started a girl-falls-into-Middle-earth fic in high school, and the endgame goal was my OC with Legolas, but looking back on it now, I think my OC may have had more chemistry with Boromir. Either way, that fic has been abandoned for like 15 years -- I ain't bringing it back out to resurrect it. ;)

Last Song

According to Spotify, "Master Of Illusion" by Battle Beast! If/when I come up with a Gale playlist, that song's going on it.

Currently Reading

"Tress of the Emerald Sea" by Brandon Sanderson. I'm not too far into it, but so far I'm enjoying it! (Also, I LOVE Sanderson's writing style, and the little bits of snark he peppers in there. Current favourite line: "... he had a jaw so straight that it made other men question if they were.")

Last Film

In theatres -- "Argylle", which I enjoyed! I wouldn't class it as a "favourite" movie, but it was fun! At home (read: at Chez Boyfriend), it was "RED" -- that's one of my favourites. Bruce Willis and Karl Urban snarking at each other... =D (Karl is also my faceclaim for Reanden, and that movie was a big inspiration!)

Currently Craving

Nothing at the moment! I have my coffee and I have a big-ass Costco-sized muffin that I'm working on before I go for my tattoo appointment. (Also, Part 1 of my tax return came in last week... I could get ALL the groceries, thank God! Part 2 is dropping on Thursday, for all the backpay after the CRA applied the ADHD disability credit to my previous years... I legit cried when I saw that number. I can afford to get my car fixed, AND get this new tattoo, AND a haircut, AND maybe, I don't know, throw something into a retirement fund!)

Tagging, if you wish: @greyias @storyknitter @nayci @elveny @abysskeeper @auroraesmeraldarose

[amberheavendremurr]

I posted 1,672 times in 2022

That's 476 more posts than 2021!

201 posts created (12%)

1,471 posts reblogged (88%)

Blogs I reblogged the most:

@ranbooupdatesstuff

@mairen-marionette

@enderwalk

@metfell

@oceans-calling

I tagged 629 of my posts in 2022

#mcyt - 164 posts

#dream smp - 152 posts

#obey me - 124 posts

#ranboo - 120 posts

#obey me shall we date - 116 posts

#obey me one master to rule them all - 113 posts

#amber replies - 98 posts

#heaven replies - 97 posts

#bendy and the dark revival - 71 posts

#batdr - 67 posts

Longest Tag: 120 characters

#like bro why would you put the effort to even write them down before even checking what their preferred pronouns are????

My Top Posts in 2022:

#5

BATDR SPOILERS!!!

I repeat-

I said enough -_-

467 notes - Posted November 15, 2022

#4

More BATDR Memes cause I laughed-

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679 notes - Posted November 25, 2022

#3

Thought I'd make this since no one else did! <3

865 notes - Posted November 2, 2022

#2

More BATDR Memes cause I'm bored lol-

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1,210 notes - Posted November 24, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

If no one had the idea to make this meme, idk who will so I did it myself cause it's true!

Here's a Bonus: Electric Boogaloo ig-?

Yeah makes sense lol-

1,646 notes - Posted November 18, 2022

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[andveryginger]

OC Fears

Sorry it’s been a bit quiet around here -- been on travel and trying to sort through a few creative road blocks. Still not back to writing yet, but... trying. We’ll see what comes of having a week to kinda settle in.

In the interim, the lovely @keldae has tagged me for the OC Fears meme, so... here we go. For my three main SWTOR OCs, Mairen, Annya, and Adela.

Rules: Bold any fears which apply to your muse, italicize what makes them uncomfortable.

Mairen Bel Iblis

the dark ⋆ fire ⋆ open water ⋆ deep water ⋆ being alone ⋆ crowded spaces ⋆ confined spaces ⋆ change ⋆ failure ⋆ war ⋆ loss of control ⋆ powerlessness ⋆ prison ⋆ blood ⋆ drowning ⋆ suffocation ⋆ public speaking ⋆ natural animals ⋆ the supernatural ⋆ heights ⋆ death ⋆ dying ⋆ intimacy ⋆ rejection ⋆ abandonment⋆ loss ⋆ the unknown ⋆ the future ⋆ not being good enough ⋆ scary stories ⋆ speaking to new people ⋆ poverty ⋆ loud noises ⋆ being touched ⋆ forgetting ⋆ being forgotten

Annya Emrys

the dark ⋆ fire ⋆ open water ⋆ deep water ⋆ being alone ⋆ crowded spaces ⋆ confined spaces ⋆ change ⋆ failure ⋆ war ⋆ loss of control ⋆ powerlessness ⋆ prison ⋆ blood ⋆ drowning ⋆ suffocation ⋆ public speaking ⋆ natural animals ⋆ the supernatural ⋆ heights ⋆ death ⋆ dying ⋆ intimacy ⋆ rejection ⋆ abandonment⋆ loss ⋆ the unknown ⋆ the future ⋆ not being good enough ⋆ scary stories ⋆ speaking to new people ⋆ poverty ⋆ loud noises ⋆ being touched ⋆ forgetting ⋆ being forgotten

Adela Emrys

the dark ⋆ fire ⋆ open water ⋆ deep water ⋆ being alone ⋆ crowded spaces ⋆ confined spaces ⋆ change ⋆ failure ⋆ war ⋆ loss of control ⋆ powerlessness ⋆ prison ⋆ blood ⋆ drowning ⋆ suffocation ⋆ public speaking ⋆ natural animals ⋆ the supernatural ⋆ heights ⋆ death ⋆ dying ⋆ intimacy ⋆ rejection ⋆ abandonment⋆ loss ⋆ the unknown ⋆ the future ⋆ not being good enough ⋆ scary stories ⋆ speaking to new people ⋆ poverty ⋆ loud noises ⋆ being touched ⋆ forgetting ⋆ being forgotten

Now, who to tag: @elveny, @thewriterandmuse, @chenria -- doesn’t matter what fandom, just let us get to know your OCs!

[mairen-marionette]

❄️Share a snippet from a WIP of your choosing.

Thank you so much for the ask! Hehehehehe I'm so happy- here have a more recently tweaked snippet from the last bumaroion wip i shared in the server:

Bumaro gazes upon Ion, unconscious in his arms, alive and breathing once more and all the worse for wear, the marks of their brutal death ages ago at Bumaro’s own hand scarring their pale skin, and he fears that he will not be able to kill them a second time

:)))

[mairen-marionette]

Wip guessing game: “cold”

Seemingly satisfied with how he has arranged him, the Klavigar leans back on his heels and silently scrutinizes Bumaro’s ever-regenerating face with cold eye as the fallen prophet listlessly stares back at him, unblinking. For a long moment, Orok simply stares at him, face unreadable.

Been having even more thoughts about these two lately. I need to write more.

[mairen-marionette]

Thinking again about the absolute state Bumaro must have been in when the Church of the Broken God first found him after the failed attempt at rebuilding their deity, at least according to my ideas for him.

The iconic, impossibly thin steel hair having grown far too long to manage and therefore in severe disarray—tangled and knotted and very likely corroded as well, much like how the bronze making up the majority of his body has oxidized. A few millennia or so spent in near-total isolation combined with long periods of sleeping and general self-neglect tends to leave one in a poor state.

Not to mention the state of his clothing but considering how long he's had said garments it's a wonder that they've even survived at all—even if the clothes these much-younger devotees find him wearing are, themselves, replacements.

Just, thinking about the Prophet of Wan-Mekhane being recovered by the Church in a state of almost heretical disarray and how drastically it contrasts to the image the anomalous world has of him. That's all.

[mairen-marionette]

❓ any WIP snippet you want!

Kwiyatsi I am so glad you asked like honestly. Here have a thing from this one wip featuring a gaggle of OCs who I have no names for, all in the present era as circumstances beyond their control have revived some of them.

“…I met him, actually,” the former daevite prince says softly. “Or rather, my wife and I encountered him once. Before, well, everything.” *That *catches everyone’s attention, and now many pairs of eyes are on him. “You met Ion?” The Mekhanite asks sharply. “How? When he was still a slave?” The Daeva shakes his head, “No, no it- we encountered him on the road, about… it was when my wife was taking me and our child to the… to where *she *was from, to meet her parents finally. It was… we had her lieutenant with us and the horses, but were… there were no others. No other guards.” “You were unguarded?” One of the Nalka questions. “A Matriarch's son and his wife?" “Not- not unguarded, not unguarded, she was a general, she was strong, and I was- am- skilled in thaumaturgy- my mother and sisters wanted me to be protected. And we had her lieutenant, and for all we knew it was…”

AAAAAAAAAAA I want to work on this again so badly now- I really need to name people.

[mairen-marionette]

🥰??

Apparently, I haven't actually written out anything I'd considered full, actual fluff (long story) But I do have something actually:

They slowly pull away from him and say, brushing a hand over his hair as he stares at them, “There is something I need to do now- stay here and rest, you need it. I’ll be back soon, rest well.” They look him over one last time, give him another gentle, reassuring smile that makes him melt all over again, and then they are leaving, slipping out the door and softly closing it behind them with a quiet click. He stares after them, not taking his eyes off of the door until long after their footfalls have faded into silence. And then he finally moves from the bed.

This is making me want to flesh out that wip more now lol. I love them.

[mairen-marionette]

🥀 Ranbutler

"- And that's why you should always wait before recycling the same alias- Moon are you even listening to me?"

"Billiam I think the Egg is hungry again, there's a vine on the ceiling"

"WHAT-"

[mairen-marionette]

📓

Thanks for the ask, sorry it's so late! Okay so like, it's an SCP idea firstly, and it involves a poor, poor Parawatch guy finally, properly stumbling upon the anomalous world- in the form of him happening upon a skirmish between a proto-Nälkan Karcist and a Cogwork Orthodox Legate in the woods whilst searching for evidence of some local cryptid, camera in hand. They all just stare at each other for a solid minute, processing the situation, before Parawatch guy bolts away screaming.

It all escalates from there, with Parawatch guy literally running even further into the anomalous world, and now his life will never be the same. He has no idea what he's going to say on Parawatch.

Anyhow, that's that little idea I have, and it appeals to me for so many reasons lol.

[mairen-marionette]

📓 :3c

Okay okay so like, one idea I have is Robert Bumaro and Saarn (prophet of the cotbg and a klavigar of the nälkä, respectively,) encountering each other sometime in the modern day out in the non-anomalous world whilst doing whatever, both of them very quickly figuring out who the other one is, cue a very tense and awkward situation where neither of them can really say or do anything about it (not without causing a whole other kind of mess at least.)

To make a long story very short, Bumaro who has just retrieved some Church artifact and Saarn who's just trying to get back to her apartment bump into each other at the bus stop and it's largely by the luck of being in the non-anomalous world that nothing more than a tense, heavily coded conversation/confrontation ensues. One of Saarn's coworkers is also there and is very confused. Poor guy.

And meanwhile the Foundation people spying on both of them (again respectively- "Saara Klaviger" is PoI-595 after all) are just like, "Oh fuck."

But anyhow, everyone gets out of this alive and this is not the last time these two encounter each other, but that's its own sequel story methinks. A meeting on neutral ground in the dead of night, several words exchanged, bad memories brought back to the surface- and at the end, a kind of agreement is made. An understanding of sorts. But again, long story for another time, and one I have plans for.

Sorry this took so long I was like, revising and my laptop tried to die on me lol. Hope you like it though, my silly little scp ideas that interconnect in my head, some of which I'll hopefully get written out properly in full sometime lol.

[mairen-marionette]

🌹:)

Sorry this took so long, here is a snippet of this thing I saw in a dream and actually wrote out for once and tried to expand upon. For context it's scp stuff. Yes it's Bumaro and Ion. No I do not remember what led up to this. Anyhow-

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Shaking, he collapses into Ion’s arms, burying his face into the crook of their neck and clutching onto them as tightly as he can without hurting them.

[mairen-marionette]

wip game! option 1: blue; option 2: welcome

:) Option 1:

Still knelt by the pool of acid and ichor, bright blue swirling with silver, Lovataar gazes down upon the Mekhanite Prophet, still listlessly staring up at her in agony and guilt, and her eyes widen in sudden realization, and soften with pity

And as for option 2, I have this:

Their warmth is a welcome warmth, comforting, like a hearth’s fire.

And both wips that these are from involve Bumaro whump btw. God I need to start touching these up again-

[mairen-marionette]

Am going to write it or at least try to regardless but if I were to write one of those 5+1 style fics centering around Bumaro and his attempts to recover the pieces of the god he loves would y'all be interested?

[mairen-marionette]

Thinking about Mekhanite textile discourse again. Lowkey.

tldr it has to do with what exactly is considered an aspect of the flesh and if such things can be redeemed through their processing