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j-l-kepler · 4 months

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BG3 - How I Make Single Saves with Multiple Tavs on PC (No Mods Required)

Hey hey BG3 buds

So one day when I was very sick and a little bit delirious, I decided to try making a multiplayer save so I could play twins in BG3. I'm a twin who loves twin narratives, and my half-conscious state demanded I bend the laws of reality to see some authentic twin content for some reason. Little did I know my clunky little influenza-fueled experiment would completely change how I play the game, because I haven't made a fresh single-Tav save since...

I've got 2 different methods (one I use more since it just works for me).

Keep in mind I have a relatively beefy PC and I also own 2 Xbox controllers I got for like $27 on Amazon (not proud of that source). So if your PC is already struggling to run this game on the lowest graphics, and/or you don't have the money for 2 controllers you might not otherwise use, this might not be very helpful!

Also keep in mind I have only used these methods to get 2 Tavs/Origins in one playthrough. They can probably get more. I just haven't tested my abilities that far yet.

[TUTORIAL UNDER THE CUT]

METHOD 1 - THE TWO-WINDOW METHOD

I also call this the Two-Instance method. This is the method I started with months ago, and I've struggled to recreate it myself but I also haven't really tried that hard.

For this, all you need is BG3. It helps to have a secondary monitor, but it's not necessary. You might need Mod Manager, but you don't need Mods.

For clarity: I use the word "instance" to refer to the different BG3 windows you will have open.

Load your first instance of BG3 (I don't think you should close your launcher). Go to your settings and make it so it's a smaller window you can drag your mouse off of. This'll make it easy to see both of your instances at once and swap between them.

Load a second instance of BG3 (same thing, don't close that launcher right now). I believe I did this by directly loading the exe from my File Explorer or via the Mod Manager to bypass launching it via Steam. I think the way I did it was I went to Mod Manager, swapped my "profile" from my Steam to "Public" so it wouldn't try opening my Steam instance.

Go to Multiplayer on either instance and start a local closed multiplayer game. Get a multiplayer access code so only people with the code can join your game.

Enter that code in your other instance.

Go through the character creator and start the game on both instances like normal.

Once your Tavs/Durges/Origins have climbed out of their pods, save on your main instance of the game.

Once you've saved, have your second instance quit the game.

If all goes according to plan, your Tavs can now be controlled on one instance, and will follow each other like any other party member!

Fun fact, I didn't figure out the "disconnect your game" bit until I had already recruited Astarion, Gale and Shadowheart the first time I did this. I was playing the game by swapping back and forth every ten steps to keep the party together because I'm a genius.

Don't do that. Disconnect your other run as soon as your characters can be controlled. Good God. Don't be like me. It was so tedious.

You can probably use this method to get up to 4 Tavs in one playthrough if your PC can handle it.

METHOD 2 - THE CONTROLLER METHOD

This is the method I use the most because it's way easier. Like. WAY easier, both on my PC and on my braincells.

This method requires 2 compatible controllers for your PC. I use Xbox controllers because I'm more familiar with the configuration and I have 2 from my streaming days.

Connect both of your controllers to your PC/laptop at the same time.

Open BG3 (only 1 instance) and start a local multiplayer game.

Push A on the first controller to activate it if you didn't already (I always default to keyboard so I wait until I enter this screen to turn on the controller).

Turn on the second controller by pressing A. Accept that controller in-game, putting 2 players total in your multiplayer lobby.

Start the game. You'll now be in a split-screen where both views are visible.

Customize your characters and launch (I usually design the Tavs in a single-player ahead of time so I know what options to pick. In my case, if I take too long, it crashes my game so this is a time-saver. I think this is because of my mods).

Once your Tavs/Durges/Origins are out of their pods, SAVE your game and unplug BOTH controllers. If you only unplug one, it usually changes on of your avatars to keyboard control without going into single-player mode, so I always do both for good measure.

If all goes according to plan, you can now control both like they're companions/avatars! If you use controller, just plug your controller back in.

This method is way faster and way less convoluted, but it also requires the controllers to get it to work as far as my tests have gone.

If you have 4 controllers, you can probably get 4 Tavs in one playthrough.

SO WHY WOULD I WANT 2 AVATARS IN ONE SAVE?

THE UPSIDES

It can make for interesting roleplay opportunities! Having 2 characters that don't have a defined story can be a lot of fun as a player. I like familial relationships between Tavs (my Markolac Twins are my favorite example), but it's also a fun way to get a Durge and a Tav in one run.

Building off the previous point, you can explore more stories and character relationships in one run. You can do two romances in one run, have one Tav hate a certain character and the other really like them, etc - it's a cool way to experience the companions without having to make a fresh save every time you want to explore a certain avenue.

If your Tavs are the first two party slots, you get more chances to hear them react in-world to stuff as you walk around, which is really fun and makes your characters feel more alive.

THE DOWNSIDES

Unless you use the Party Limit Be Gone mod, that's now another slot in your party that cannot be used by a Companion, potentially limiting how many unique interactions you get. This method is compatible with the Party Limit Be Gone, so if you're okay with modding, it's a non-issue.

This is a me-problem, but I already spend like 2 hours every time I load playing dress-up with my Tav. If I have another Tav, that's another 2 hours. No wonder only 1 of my active saves has made it to Act 3.

STUFF YOU SHOULD KNOW

You can't have 2 Durges in one save. Pas possible. That's an Origin character. Tavs, you can have loads of.

If you have a Durge in your party, your Tav and even Hirelings will spout off the Durge walking around lines. It is extremely funny to me.

As far as my understanding goes, 4 Avatars is your cap even if you have Party Limit Be Gone. If you need more custom characters for your roleplay, get some mods and alter some hirelings. I can't attest to how STABLE that'll make your saves, so do that at your own risk.

LEMME KNOW IF YOU WANT ME TO UPDATE THIS WITH VISUAL AIDS OR ANYTHING THAT'LL HELP CLEAR UP ANY CONFUSIONS YOU MIGHT BE HAVING. I made this in like 10 minutes before a meeting.

I hope this helps you 2-Tav peeps who just wanna walk around with their blorbos and their OCs in this cool cool game.

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kaiso-woo · 10 months

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Soonie, Doongie and Dori

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-> Masterlist

PART 11 of my ‘Stay Series’ - a long hypothesised journey of a relationship between Bang Chan and Reader. I HIGHLY RECOMMEND READING LITERALLY EVERY SINGLE OTHER ONE BEFORE THIS!!

WC: 4.7k | Synopsis: I don't really want to spoil anything, but Chris takes you out on an adorable... rather significant date.

Notes: Fluff OVERDOSE, Angst, Second Person Narration, Skz Fluent in English, Swearing, Idol!Chan, CaféOwner!Reader, Fem!Reader, Pet Names (Jagiya, Jagi, Baby, Babe, Love... etc.)

Here for a reading marathon? Head right back to the start!

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Overall ‘Stay Series’ Synopsis: Bang Chan experiences the suic!des of Stays, so when you lot choose to die, he dies right along with you. Reader is the “antidote” to this condition - REFERENCE NEAR END

PART 11

!!Casual reminder this is entirely fictitious - Chris/Christopher in my work does not represent the actual Bang Chan - this is purely my imagination and nothing more - this goes for all other SKZ-Members too!!

Complete with an amused smile and a laughing man at your side, you gently shove Minho out of your Café, encouraging him to leave for the umpteenth time. “Min they will be fine,” Chris insists, his cheerful face hidden between his fingers, trying his best to stop his laughter.

“Turn the TV on for Soonie if he misses me; he’ll watch something with me in it!” The worried man yells, craning his neck to try and catch sight of his cats one last time before he leaves. “Yes and Dori’s favourite toy is that fluffy mouse on a string, and Doongie likes to sleep on pillows, and all three of them like the same cat snacks,” you recite, the specificities ingrained in your braincells.

Minho’s cats have come to stay while his parents go on vacation. They can’t stay at his dorms obviously, so instead you offered to help him out. Your Café does have that pet day/night care… but this one would be free of charge. “I’ll be back as often as I can Y/N, thank you so much,” Minho bows, and you shake your head at him. With one final fleeting glance through the windows, Minho disappears from sight.

Chris wraps his arms around your waist, snuggling into you from behind, “He loves his cats more than he loves us, I swear.” “They’re his kids, what do you expect?” You grin, turning your head slightly to kiss his cheek.

"And you’re sure it’s definitely okay to leave his kids alone in your apartment for a few hours tonight?” Chris questions, pulling away from you to head upstairs. “Absolutely, I’ve made my place cat proof and there’s plenty of entertainment. I might just leave the TV on too and put on a playlist of Stray Kids content,” you chuckle, following your boyfriend upstairs.

Right, Chris has organised a little date - but he hasn’t told you what. Sound familiar?

“Hey Chris- can you at least give me a hint so I know what to wear?” You sigh, rummaging around in your wardrobe, stressing. After a second of silence, Chris walks in to join you. He looks a little flustered, his hands fidgety and eyes wide. Biting his lip, he tugs at a random pair of pants from your shelf, tosses them at you, then after a brief hesitation, disappears to his wardrobe and fishes out one of his hoodies.

You raise your eyes at him and he shrugs, “Comfy is all you need, don’t stress.” Then he disappears around the corner again, sprinting away with tiny steps. “Comfy is all I need,” you repeat, voice mocking as you throw his hoodie over your head, “Then what the hell are you wearing Christopher?”

It’s a valid question.

He’s dressed in a light blue collared button up with the sleeves rolled up, faded-grey ripped denim jeans and stylish black platform boots with innumerable laces and even a decorative zip down the side. You supposed he looked comfy, but still he was a lot more dressed up than just a pair of jeans and his hoodie.

You sigh and brush your hair out of your face, trying to neaten it up in a way that it’d still look okay underneath a hood. You’re half contemplating taking your fashion into your own hands and finding something to wear yourself, using Chris’ fit as a guide, when the man in question ricochets into the bathroom.

“Hey- how far away are you from finishing up?” He breathes, eyeing you from head to toe. “Like five minutes- I just need a little makeup since you said ‘dress comfy’,” you frown, staring at him through the bathroom mirror. Dress comfy. He’s wearing makeup himself and has his hair all styled… and you’re… in his hoodie. “Chris- why are you-”

“Can you make it ten minutes? Take as much time as you need…” he pleads, puppy eyes emerging from nowhere. At this you turn to stare at him, hands disappearing into the sleeves of his hoodie since it’s a little oversized.

“You want me to take longer?” You breathe. He’s got silver jewellery on too; thick, circular earrings and pearled bracelets. “Yep,” he simply replies, and then disappears again. “Uhm…” you’re left dumbfounded as you slowly turn back to the mirror.

Rather than the five minutes you had proposed, you extend it out to fifteen, trying to find jewellery that compliments the jewellery Chris is wearing. By the time you exit the bathroom, sneakers and socks in your hand, the sun is beginning to set. Chris is crouched by his bedside drawer, scrummaging through the contents.

“Where the fuck did I put it?” You stand there, watching him as he bends to peer under the bed, “Where the fuck- how the fuck?” When he props himself back up on his knees swiftly, he freezes at the sight of you staring at him.

“Need help finding something?” You laugh, stooping to put your socks on. “No,” he curtly responds, hoisting himself up scratching the back of his neck, “No- it’s fine… I’ll find it-”

You shrug and finish putting on your shoes as Chris returns to his frantic search, “Wanna tell me what it is? I might’ve seen it.” Chris laughs and disappears into the office, shifting a stack of papers out of the way by the sound of it, “You won’t have seen it. It’s fine, I’ll find it.”

You frown and poke your head around the door, watching him open drawers roughly and slam them shut with just as much force. “If you’re looking for your wallet… it’s in the kitchen…” you helpfully add, smiling as Dori pads up to you and rubs up against your leg.

“No… it’s fine I know where that is. It’s fine. It’s okay, I’ll be with you in a sec just head down stairs babe, I just need… five minutes,” he mutters, whizzing past you and out into the living room. You follow him out and see that he’s desperately searching every nook and cranny of the couch. “Christopher- what are you looking for?” “Sorry Doongie, you’re gonna have to move mate… did you eat it?” “Chris.” “Where the hell did I put it?” “Christopher.” “How did I manage to lose…” “Honey.”

Finally, he stands to look at you, taking a deep breath to try and compose himself. “Is it that important…?” You tilt your head at his silence, at his eyes drilling into your own. “You have no idea…” he whispers, then throws his head back with a groan, “Just go downstairs, I’ll be with you in two shakes of a lamb’s tail, yeah?”

You do as he says, mind spinning excessively as you idly scroll on your phone. Chris rubs your back to let you know he’s behind you, and when you turn around your heart fades a little at the sullen expression on his face. “Couldn’t find it?” You whisper calmly, and Chris smiles sadly. “No. Nope. I’m an idiot… but…” it takes him a great deal of effort to say the next few words, his voice strained, “but it’s okay, we should just go before it gets too late.”

“Where’s your car…?” You ask, blinking at the empty spot where it usually sits out the front. “It’s already there,” Chris sheepishly smiles. His overall posture is still deflated, and even though you’ve assured him countlessly that he’ll find this important object one day, nothing seems to cheer him up.

“It’s… already there…” you repeat, eyes narrowed, “if… the car is already there then how are we supposed to- okay none of what you just said makes any sense.” Chris pulls you towards him to kiss your forehead, and then with a soft smile, links his hand with yours easily. “You’ll see when we get there. It’s not too far,” he strokes some hair out of your face and begins to drag you in the direction of his… mysterious date.

He’s right. He’s taken you to the park around the corner, the place where you’d go to eat ice cream, or feed the ducks, or bask on a picnic blanket in the sun. Sometimes you’d go for a walk, or for a bike ride… skateboards was always the best. In no time, you spot Chris’ car parked on the grass, and you dimly wonder if this is even allowed. There’s no one else around though - the sun has just about disappeared behind the horizon.

As you draw nearer, Chris unlocks his car and drags you around to the boot. “Okay wait here,” he insists, and with a deep breath, he opens up the boot to reveal… a picnic… set up? He’s pushed the back seats down so there’s more space, and there are cosy blankets and pillows strewn about everywhere. Your favourite books are nestled in the corner, and you have a feeling he’ll want you to read to him - one of the many things he asks you to do when you’re together.

There’s a little picnic basket waiting to be opened on the other side, and a box of sweet treats carefully decorated. Chris takes another deep breath and reaches into the car to fiddle with a switch. In just a second, a string of fairy lights flickers to life, twisting and bending in and out of the blankets, along the interior of the car and dangling down from the roof.

Your mouth falls open in pure shock. “I’ll… I’ll turn these off later and open up the sunroof and we can…” he begins, but you finish his shy sentence before him, “Lie back and look at the stars?”

He smiles and nods slowly, biting his bottom lip nervously. Your face breaks into a delirious grin, and you charge forward to tackle him with a hug, positively knocking the wind out of his lungs.

“I love you,” you huff, burying your face into his chest and squeezing him as tightly as you can. His warm chuckle and arms snaking around to squeeze you back make your heart explode, the safety, adoration and security he brings with just those actions making your head spin. "I love you too..." he whispers, his voice breaking slightly.

“I love you, you’re adorable. You’re so- you did this all yourself?” You ask, breathing heavily into his shirt. “Mhm…” he mumbles, kissing the top of your head affectionately, and then one more time for good measure, “Only for you…”

You pull away slightly to stare at him, and your heart stops at his gaze, his tender expression. All you can see is you, reflected in his eyes. “I love you,” you breathe again. His eyes narrow slightly with happiness, and the corners of his lips quirk just a little.

He’s silent as you stare at him, grinning childishly. He’s silent as you grab his wrist and hop up into the car, dragging him with you. He’s silent because he’s watching you. Watching your happiness, watching the twinkle in your eyes. Watching the curve of your smile, and the gentle flow of your hair.

He’s watching you and wishing to god, wishing with his soul… that he hadn’t misplaced that ring.

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A/N: HAH HAHHAHAHAHA. HAH.

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“Jagiyaaa! You sit back down right now, I will feed the cats in two seconds,” you yell, trying to shove your books back into the bookshelf. “I’ve got it, I’ve got it,” Chris shouts back, his head already buried in the pantry.

“I’m the one who offered to look after the god damn cats. Can you sit down for one second and pick out a movie?” You chide, rushing over to him and practically yanking him out of the kitchen. “I just want to help,” he pouts, laughing as you use all your strength to push him back to the couch.

Chris’ little date had felt like it lasted for eternity; giggling, reading, snuggling, staring, eating. The stars seemed especially bright tonight. Now you were back home. You’d only been out for a couple of hours at most, but it was enough to make your heart swell with love for this man. There was absolutely no way he’d be allowed to lift another finger for the next week, you swear.

You manage to shove him back to the couch, and he flops onto the couch when you force him to sit, pushing on his shoulders, but he follows you immediately when you turn away to get the cat food.

“Chris go away. I’m feeding the cats, stop being so stubborn,” you groan, speeding up your pace to the pantry. You swipe the tinned food into your hands and dash off towards Soonie, Doongie and Dori’s feeding bowls. Chris chases after you, leaping over the back of the couch to halt you in your path.

“Give me the food,” he grins, spreading his arms wide to stop you. “No! I’m feeding them!” You scowl, trying to get passed him, but he scuttles in your way again.

“Give it,” he insists again, this time gesturing with two of his fingers, his bottom lip between his teeth. You sigh and walk closer, pretending to give in, but instead press a chaste kiss to his lips.

When you pull away, his head follows you slightly, looking for more, and in his distracted state, you slip past him smirking. “Okay. Foul play,” he states, swivelling around to follow you again, “Just let me feed the cats.”

“Why do you want to feed them so badly?” You question, opening the tin and kneeling down to pour it into their bowls. He could be asking you the same question. Chris sits down next you cross legged and shrugs, watching you fill the three bowls with your tongue sticking out of your mouth, trying to estimate the portions correctly.

“It’s just one little job. And I wasn’t about to make you do it, not after that date you set up,” you continue. Chris has fallen silent, but you hardly notice, fixated instead on the cat food and your train of thought. He’s simply watching you again.

“I can’t believe you did all that by the way. It was so cute.” By this point, Chris practically can’t even hear you. He’s sitting with his hands in his lap, his head tilted to the side slightly, watching the movement of your lips.

“Anyways, I’m feeding the cats because you shouldn’t have to care for everything.” He’s smiling as he waits for that particular strand of your hair to slip past your ear and flop onto your face, his mind a haze, heart steadily beating in his chest.

“I’ll look after Minho’s cats, and I’ll look after you too, just like you look after everyone else.” Finally, you look up at him, and immediately you know he hasn’t heard a word.

“You’re not listening are you?” You chuckle, smiling at his dazed expression. He’s still silent for a second, just staring lovingly, and then the words tumble out of his mouth… the words you’ve been waiting for, and with a jolt of your heart you realise this is it.

“Marry me,” he whispers, not a fleck of insincerity in his voice. He’s not joking this time. He swallows in your silence, sitting up straighter to continue, his hands fidgeting in his lap.

“Look I know- I know I’m not on one knee like I said I would be- I was meant to propose properly like an hour ago during our date- but I- I lost the ring, I can’t for the life of me find it, and I’m so- I’m so sorry- but I mean- I just want so badly to be your husband- and even though there’s no ring-”

Your smile has only intensified into a grin with each passing second of him rambling. Slowly, you put the cat food down and reach into your front hoodie pocket, hands fumbling around for the item you’d stowed away, kept on your possession the moment you’d found it amongst his clothes two days ago.

“There is a ring though…” you interrupt, and he abruptly stops his heartfelt explanation. “What?”

Chris watches, his mind stuttering, as you prop yourself up on one knee in front of him and withdraw a familiar ring box from your (his?) hoodie. His mouth falls open slightly at the sight of it, growing exceedingly dry as you flip it open, revealing your ring.

“Will you marry me, Bahng Christopher Chahn?” You grin, struggling to contain your laughter. “Hang on- wait a minute- where did you find-” Chris begins, rubbing his face. “Awh just answer the question~” you tease. “No that’s not- I’m asking the question not you, that’s not how this is supposed to-” “Will you marry me?” “Wait- wait no this is insane, this is not-” “Will… you… marry… meeeeeeeeee?” “I’m so stupid.” “And I’m waiting.”

(A/N: PLEASE FOR THE LOVE OF GOD TELL ME SOMEONE UNDERSTANDS THIS PARALLEL)

Chris looks at you, then down at the ring, and then back up at you. He caves in those seconds, his voice cracking as he sits up on his knees and cups your face, “Yes. Yes of course you fucking shit, yes I’ll marry you.“

Finally, you let your laugh escape you, and his own face breaks into a grin at the sound. “This is unbelievable- I cannot believe this,” he murmurs, his voice feeble as he pulls you into a suffocating hug, “You had it this entire time? Don’t tell me you knew even when I was searching for it earlier.” “Oh I knew.” “You’re a fucking shit- I was so sad. I was so fed up with myself, I thought I ruined that entire date- you’re a fucking little shit.” “I could tell - you looked so defeated, but it’s okay… because it just made the whole date 100x sweeter.”

“I fucking hate you.” “And you’re sure you want to marry the person you seem to hate so much?”

Chris glares at you, then pulls you in for a mind-numbing kiss, your senses tuned in to only the feeling of your fiancé in front of you. You don’t even hear Soonie, Doongie and Dori meowing at you to move out the way so they can eat their food in peace. (A/N: Yeah! Move out the way bitches, us cats are hungry and our Dad would be mad at you right now!)

The sun was warm on your back, the sand ticklish between your toes as you took steady steps down the aisle, clinging tightly to Noah’s arm. You smiled happily at the adoring gazes of the rest of your family - Kiara, Dennis and Ryan. Chris’ family was here too, Jessica and Jack Bahng standing proudly with matching grins. Hannah and Lucas, you noted, had already been for a little dip in the water.

Stray Kids, and Ashley of course attended the wedding too - and as you walked passed them you couldn’t help but bow your head and laugh at their wolf whistles and cheers. Chris’ was a grinning mess, looking as handsome as ever, and once you finally reached him, he couldn’t resist kissing you happily. This of course, resulted in yells of dismay and laughter alike.

You weren’t wearing a veil, and your hair was completely out, blowing gently in the sea breeze. It felt... unnecessary here.

You barely managed to get through your vows, struggling to form a coherent thought with the way Chris was looking at you, and when it was his turn your brain completely malfunctioned, admiring the way his tie sat snugly on his neck, his windswept hair, the happiness on his face.

“You’re not listening are you?” Chris pauses, smiling softly and brushing your hair out of your face. You blink and turn away slightly, trying to wake yourself up. “Yeah sorry- I am so sorry- you’re just- hoo you’re hot in a suit I swear to god.”

As soon as the official ceremony was over, the Stray Kids members swooped in… grabbed you by your wrists and ankles… and sprinted you all the way over to the water, Chris being roughly tousled over too. You laugh at the familiarity of the situation, squealing slightly as the cold water drenches you.

Everyone surrounds the pair of you, Chris getting shoved into you as you try to stand, and you cling to him desperately. Jisung starts up the chant, and you grin at your husband, knowing you’re both thinking the same thing. “Kiss! Kiss! Kiss! Kiss!”

You do. This time you do. Chris pulls you into a searing kiss, tasting slightly of salt water, one hand cupping your face, the other clinging tightly to your hip. When you separate, his forehead remains on yours, and he whispers, “What do you say we dunk Jisung first, hey?”

You laugh and nod, then kiss him swiftly one more time before you both turn with mischievous grins towards Jisung. His raucous cheering ceases, and he morphs right back into a quokka, trying to hide behind Minho as you and Chris race towards him.

You’re sitting with your head resting on Chris’ shoulder, waiting patiently as he opens up a video on his computer. You’ve just gotten back from your honeymoon, spent travelling all over the place. To Perth, where your family lives, to Sydney, where his family lives and even back to the place where your other Café is located - where he first met you.

“So… this is something I’ve made…” Chris smiles, sliding his finger on the mousepad, “Actually, the Kids’ helped with the song… but I produced it, wrote the lyrics for it, and I filmed almost everything in this video.”

You snuggle into him more, excited to see what new Stray Kids’ content was to be released. He seems to understand your train of thought, “It’s not for Stray Kids though.”

You frown and look up at him, confused. He only smiles and slides the mouse to the top of the video, so you can read the title.

‘For My Love’

“Is this that- wait is this that song you started writing ages ago?!” You ask, jaw completely slack.

Chris kisses the top of your head happily, then after a shuddering breath, presses play.

(A/N: And you should pull up the song "Mixtape: OH" by SKZ too. I've tried to time the writing with the music, so I hope it's okay. When the song starts, continue reading onwards!!)

As soon as the music reaches your ears, you’re tossed into disbelief, the nostalgic tune hitting you hard immediately. On the screen, there’s only the title, flickering in and out of sight.

The footage fades in when Jisung begins to rap, beginning with carefully edited videos of you. Just you. Walking ahead of Chris, unwrapping your birthday present, making coffee… cooking dinner, working in your office, sleeping… dancing around in the living room, playing with the animals in your daycare, reading… brushing your hair, talking with customers, listening to one of Chris’ new songs, swinging on some swings.

Then you notice the videos start to include Chris. Eating ice cream together, snuggling on the couch, walking hand in hand… watching a movie, messing around in the JYPE dance rooms, in the studios, in the dorms…

I thought I knew I was arrogant as if I knew everything But I didn't know, with you Why does it get harder the closer you get?

During Chris’ part, his vocals distinct, he’s standing as a relatively distant silhouette on a beach, the sun setting wistfully behind him, dancing and singing as a shadow. Your heart is painful in your chest.

As the chorus hits, the videos of both of you return, but they seem brighter, more vivid. Perhaps there was a filter on the previous videos muting their colours. This time it’s more than just you and Chris. You and Chris are with Stray Kids’, then with Ashley, then with your family, then with his. Your eyes are misting over, and you barely register that the real Chris is humming softly along to the tune beside you. You don’t even remember half of this footage being taken, but you remember the events.

All the Stray Kids members are now yelling into the camera, but they bob down to reveal Chris behind them all, just so he can say “Can I call you baby?”

Ayy (Baby) Can I call you baby? Ayy (Yeah, baby) In front of love, I'm still a kid

From here on, the music fades slightly, disappearing to become merely background music. The footage is now the main focus, the music quietened so the other audio can be heard.

Chris has propped his phone up on the bedside table, and it’s with a start that you realise he’s sitting on your old bed, the one you had before you moved to Korea. “I got you back. You’re back with me now. I’m so glad that you’re- I’m never losing you again. I should have paid more attention. I’m just glad that you’re back with me.” Chris swivels around to stare at the bathroom for a second, “Mhm, yeah you’re in the shower right now. You’re home. You’re with me.”

New video, new environment. Chris is sitting on the common room couch of your old Café, playing with a pillow in his lap. “It’s your birthday today!! You’re upstairs with Ashley, she’s doing a good job of keeping you entertained. I’ll see you in a bit. I’m gonna call you. Oi! Seungmin stop hitting Changbin!” “He hit me first!” “No- no fighting-“ The video cuts off as Chris reaches for the camera, his attention elsewhere.

The next video displays you, sitting on the floor trying to understand how to put the bed frame together. Chris peeks the camera around the door frame, talking in hushed tones in the background. “Welcome to your new home. Look at you, so hard at work already. You must be so tired jagi. Your plane fight must have been tiring, and yet you’re up and busy trying to look for screws. Behind you… nope other way ah there we go. You found them. Just like you found me. I’m glad you found me. I’m so glad you found me.”

When the bridge of the song hits, the mood is slightly different, and you know you’re going to have puffy eyes by the end of this video… because the footage shows a bridge. One that you distinctly remember. One that changed your life forever.

Chris holds his phone out to include him in the footage, and he stands there, leaning against the railing, smiling. “This is where I met you, jagi. This is where you found me. Right here, on this bridge. I tried to die. I did. I told you I just wanted to see what it looked like, but I lied. I genuinely- I wanted to drown. But you saved me. You still save me. Every day. Thank you. Thank you for saving me. Thank you for loving me.”

The footage swiftly changes and now Chris is leaning on a sign post, and his mood is considerably happier here. “I kissed you for the first time ever here, right after you ran into this pole. Aha, I remember that so clearly - I don’t know how you managed to- but anyways… I finally kissed you, after wondering for soooo long what it would be like. I did it. And now I’ve kissed you a million more times and will do so millions of times more. If you’ll let me.”

Chris is climbing a set of steps now, and he’s muttering into the camera, the footage shaky as he climbs. “I had to get permission to come up here, because you don’t live here anymore. The manager of this Café Studio does- but anyways. Look here we are, your old house! It’s a bit different now, obviously… but… if we go through here… ta dah! You said you loved me here. I was so happy, so unbelievably happy you have no idea. I’m never going to forget the way you did that. You were so cute wow… woah being in here is a trip down memory lane. Wow… you’re still cute by the way, just saying.”

The video fades to black, the final few notes of the song ringing in your ears, and in the same font as the introductory title, the words ‘Thank you for loving me’ fade onto the screen, resounding and final.

You turn to the real Chris, who’s softly smiling at you, his eye’s utterly full of adoration and love. “Thank you for loving me,” he repeats, and you pull him into a hug, crying into his neck openly.

Thank you. For loving him.

✦ . 　⁺ 　 . ✦ . 　⁺ 　 . ✦ . 　⁺ 　 . ✦ . 　⁺ 　 . ✦ . 　⁺ 　

-> PART 12 -> Masterlist

A/N: I'm a puddle right now.

Feedback is always appreciated, negative and positive alike. I apologise for any editing errors, I’m forever learning.

Until next read! - Kaisowoo

#bang chan #stray kids fanfic #stray kids fic #skz #bang chan fluff #fluff #stray kids fluff #skz fluff #bang chan x reader #stray kids x reader #bang chan fanfic #stray kids #bang chan fic #christopher chan bang #Spotify

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stealingyourbones · 2 years

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Places down three mouse skulls a gift from my cat. Her name is Daisy and and hunts for for whole family, especially her brother. His name is Scar Face. He may not have the braincells to be a hunter and takes multiple full seconds to realize you have sprinkled him with water, but I can say his face sure fits the name!

Anyways, I head you like non human AUs, yes? What about Secretly A Mermaid Tim Drake? Both his parents are mermaids but different kinds which led Tim to having a very... unique body. He has the colors, strength, shape, and length of his father's Koi tail but he has the fins, shimmer, flashieness and speed of his mother's Beta Fish tail. All together this means he has quite the look about his tail. Which is part of why he does his best to hide it.

The other part of why he ties so hard to hide his powerful tail, so strong that if he hits it right he can dent rail road tracks, despite how much secret speed and strength training he does with it, is that while yes the switch from human to mermaid is fast and simple, it can often be a few hours before he can change back and thanks to the fact it isn't long enough to slither on, he's quite the sitting duck if he's not somewhere like the Bay.

Now the Batfamily knows about this. Sort of. He has told them that he isn't a human but refuses to tell them what he is. If not for Duke saying his light is different from everyone else's, he doubts anyone would believe that he is anything but human. He regularly taunts them with the fact that they don't know what species he is and yet they claim to be detectives.

If course all good things must come to an end, and what he is gets revealed during a fight with Killer Croc. Riddler had knocked Jason into Croc's tank and without hesitation, Tim dove in after him, transforming on contact and using his large, flashy fins to distract Croc as the bulk of his tails and his sharp claws lashed out to try to take down the much larger water beast. With few helpful hits from Jason, they take him out and without hesitation, Tim leaps out of the water, spreading his fins as wide as he can to slowly wave back and forth in a beautiful, hypnotic sway as he yells, "hey Riddler! Over here!"

Tim can't keep the tremble out of the tip of his fins as Riddler stares at the tail, completely distracted. He knows deep down that if Riddler snaps out of it before someone can take him down, he's absolutely a sitting duck. He has two, maybe three jumps or tail bashes in him before he risks hurting himself, and 4 minutes and 32 seconds left before his gills dry up and he needs to get shoved back in the water. But for now he can use those seconds to keep all eyes on him long enough to let the bats catch their breath.

Homie I am buzzing in my seat with ideas this is so good. I am a sucker for Mermaid AU’s and this is just *chefs kiss*. I’ve made a mermaid AU before for the bats and adding to another makes me hella happy

Interesting tail pattern I enjoy it a lot, I will sprinkle in some Not Human because I hold the firm belief that mermaid’s shouldn’t look like a dude + fish, they should look like a different species because they are a wildly different species.

- Long spindily teeth that got a little bit of snaggletooth action going on. Teeth slightly poke out from his closed mouth and it looks adorable even though every single one of those fuckin teeth are canines.

- Funky pupil shape/iris shape

- Extremely clawed fingers. The tips of his hands have the same coloration as his tail but disperse fully at the last finger joint (maybe the coloration goes up to mid forearm who knows)

- Jaw that can unhinge to a terrifying degree.

- the tail isn’t small. That shit is at least 4ft in length and that’s being generous. His tail is very easy to tear which is a problem (beta fish’s tails are super delicate), but you could just turn your head and say “yeah don’t know what you’re talkin about” and look the other way/ maybe it’s a very thick membrane as his tail and not the thin almost translucent fins that normal beta fish have. I like the koi fish tail but add the pizzaz of the beta fish tail angle a lot, you could make angst ideas with Tim injuring his fins with this in mind.

- that tail? All muscle. Being smacked with his tail is like being hit by a charging bull. That shit will knock you off your feet and make you airborne for 20 solid feet before finally hitting cement.

#danny phantom #dp x dc #dpxdc #dc comics #writing prompts #dp x dc prompt #bones replies #anon

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myulalie · 2 years

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spoiler alert: I won't be writing fix it fics. because I don't need to ;)

More seriously this is full of spoilers from live-reacting to the movie, beware.

That opening in Japan was so cool? Like I was into it. Loved the suspicious silver bullet too, just saying...

Animal Shelter owner Scott is confirmed AND single by thirty I wrote the movie before the movie (just kidding, the fic I'm thinking of has a different premise but I'll rec it because self-promo is hot : The Cure with Sterek endgame too!). Also Scott got a buzzcut like his buddy Stiles!

"We call him the Alpha" just no, it doesn't sound as cool as you think it does, it's so corny.

I love how they re-enacted the interactions at the clinic for Scott and Allison, it's sweet. JR Bourne my love, I could feel your distress, but I have to say the bardo concept thing sounds weird (like, phonetically).

Lydia's reintroduction scene was glorious and how beautiful can this woman be??? She ages like fine wine.

Baby Hale in da place, such a fun scene! I mean what did Derek expect, keeping the Jeep at Hale Auto... Daddy Hale is a good look on him and suggesting they call Stiles... they're married, called it.

No seriously they keep mentioning Stiles and somehow don't even show flashback of him? Would love to be the tiny mouse in the copyright talk for this movie haha.

Malia and Parrish are a thing??? Where did that come from? I like that they lean into her non-commital communication styles and I did connect with their relationship (or lack thereof) immediately, especially when it becomes awkward with Scott later on (#thecure by the way).

I did suspect Chris has something to do with the release of the Nogitsune, that was badass.

Eli is such a Stiles rip off it's almost annoying, I like his back story with Derek's beta-shift more.

Allison is hot too wow, damn ladies. Melissa ROCKS obviously and Finstock still got it.

The partial memory recovery twist for Allison to turn her evil is the oldest trick in the book but I like the way they pulled it off. She's off hunting Derek and they're hopeless, some things never change.

Jackson is a delight and he's still with Ethan 15 years later, LGBTQ+ for the win. I am here for it.

Eli and Derek parallels with Sterek again, here goes the whump for Derek...

Sheriff Stilinski has the one and only braincell in this movie.

Peter is here baby, and I loved his entrance. I say: Melissa, Peter and Chris OT3.

"Go get her" no Melissa, no. Not the right line, not the right time.

I kind of feel bad for Scott's girlfriends (Kira, Malia) who came after Allison like what about his feelings for them??? I understand Allison was his first love and holds a special place in his heart but the others feel really swept under the rug.

Alpha roar check. It felt like a to do list at first but considering Eli's back story I kind of like it as a trigger for his own beta-shift.

For a moment I wondered between Kate and Harris summoning the Nogitsune but I'm kinda glad it wasn't Kate. Idk it feels more insidious with Harris.

Also I do like how the other Kitsunes are all brand new and not rip offs, it's more interesting, and I was interested in Liam for once haha, cuties the two of them.

Derek has better things to do than saving the world, he's too busy parenting... oh well, that was wistful thinking.

Finstock is so proud to say Greenberg and honestly so am I. I wish it was only Eli on the field though, Scott playing makes no sense and doesn't serve any purpose.

Did I just see Tyler Posey's ass when he scrambles up in the Nogitsune's illusion world??? I wonder if it was on purpose... also they messed up with his shirt it went from bloody to clean just to make the next blood loss more obvious...

I did like his attemps to reason with Allison and her big ass smile when he tells her he's still in love with her, but isn't it "burning the exact/same blend of wolfsbane powder into the wound to heal it" rather than just "burning it out"???

Peter going down on the ground to sniff blood that is right in front of him... you were a better werewolf than that before Peter... but banging Allison's head on the railing then Chris switching side makes up for it.

The aesthetics for the illusion in the colored rooms was GREAT and Lydia kinda broke my heart, but I'm glad we had this scene (also Jackson. you have a tail. with venom. use it???).

I will not adress Derek's untimely demise because why would he abandon his son, like Peter could have taken his place to hold the Nogitsune down? (also that twist with the werewolf bite was nice, I liked it, it made sense). plus Allison came back from the dead so he will too. In my fics. It's not a fix it it's canon compliant ;).

Why the fuck are they kissing when Derek just disappeared into thin air seriously. Poor Eli, really get someone else to take custody of you than Scott.

I feel for the Sheriff, seeing Eli like that must remind him of Stiles when they lost Claudia...

The little nudge at the end with Eichen House and there always be new teenage werewolves was so on the nose I loved it.

conclusion: I found it extremely fun, well paced with good aesthetics.

Made me want to watch the series (which I've been pushing off for fear of being disapppointed) actually.

So yeah unpopular opinion, but I had such a great time watching Teen Wolf The Movie I wish it was in theaters because it would have been great on the big screen!

#teen wolf movie spoilers #spoilers #teen wolf movie #teen wolf #jeff davis #teen wolf movie reaction

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darckcarnival · 2 years

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Get To Know The Mun!

> BASICS! ♡

NAME: Spoop, Splat, D, Darck (peeps usually call my my main muses names except Spoop, I am the spoopiest.)

PRONOUNS: Any! I merely exist.

ZODIAC SIGN: Sagittarius/Capricorn

TAKEN OR SINGLE: Single but married to food.

> THREE FACTS! ♡

Have been writing since the 90's when I was a wee child. Did silly little roleplaying on mIRC, on some forums, and deviant art back in the day there after. Then became a fanfic writer for a while, followed by poems which I was quite good at back in the day. Then began making lyrics- figured nah, not for me. And flipped full circle back into roleplaying once more with some drabbles and maybe a one shot fic here and there. Have been writing ever since! So I have a LOT of history under my belt. And many of my muses have the same type of dedication and time behind them. Gotta put as much love into your character and writing, as if they were your own family. Make them feel alive.

Most art I do is either writing, 3D model modification items, or just with a mouse and keyboard art. I have been practicing more with a gifted tablet and pen, which has allowed me to do more detailed and serious mod work, such as mods for RE4 classic! But I am much better at texture, 3D, or coloring and shading. But heres the fun fact: i learned all my 3D and texture work skills through Second Life before anything else. And it's actually, funny enough, helped me bring muses to life as well as follow up on how to mod other games and go hog wild.

Been struck by lightning twice, fell down two different cliffs, hit by a semi truck, shot with a carbon arrow in the chest, stabbed, shot by bullet, and so on- and yet here I stand. Most of these events were completely accidental as well, and I walked away from. Honestly? I'm just a walking glitch in the matrix of the world, considering I also glitch every single god damn game I touch. THIS IS NOT A JOKE, NO MATTER HOW NEW IT IS, I BREAK IT.

> EXPERIENCE! ♡

PLATFORMS USED: AIM, Yahoo Messenger, DA chat, so many FORUM's back in the day. Skype, Discord, Tumblr.

PLOTTING / WINGING IT / MEMES: Geez, I can roll with just about anything. Plotting? Hell yeah count me in! Plots may not always follow the idea one hundred percent, but it absolutely makes for longer events and threads easily. Winging it? I do that all the damn time and can create so many unexpected events, as well as sudden character development. Twists and turns that just wing a rough idea into something wild. As for Memes and asks? Oh those can still form some really good interactions, character developments or knowledge acquiring moments. Sometimes these are one offs or long drabbles- but they can form into something longer and more serious. However, while I am down for all of the above-- I also have bad ADHD and writing can be hard, so it could take a while.

> MUSE PREFERENCE! ♡

GENDER: I can write just about any gender character, manage things in between or none. However I am more comfortable with female centric style muses. And yet, you put large men in my hands, and watch them go hog fucking wild. And don't even get be started on Robots or Monsters.

MULTI OR SINGLE: I have done both, but usually prefer single muse blogs. And yet I absolutely love my megaman multimuse to death! All my robot children and heathens there, so much work in my own verse there. So many thoughts. But multimuse blogs can still be difficult to keep organized with so much going on in the braincell, and with life being as it is, need to take breaks from it.

LEAST FAVOURITE FACECLAIM(S): Not sure what this means for least favorite here, does it mean people, or genre? I really don't mind one way or another. Especially when it comes to OC's, it's hard to find anyone who fits just right for people. And honestly I do not mind one way or another for people. If it fits someones muse, that's fine by me.

> FLUFF / ANGST / SMUT! ♡

FLUFF: THE GOOD SHIT HELL YEAH. I'm down for fluff so long as it isn't like... Hollow and forced. Fluff can be used as a great comfort option,. be it platonic, familial, friendly, or even romantic. Fluff can be used in so very many ways, and it's always an option withy me. But this can also turn into angst easily with my cursed hands, you have been warned. As well as comedic timing, since Darck needs to make a laugh to make herself comfortable. Darck has... problems.

ANGST: My bread and butter this one, much to the dismay of many of my friends who write with me. The muse on this blog is made of angst and pain and terrible events that have formed her into who she is. Angst can become violence, woe, heavy conversation, as well as venting- it's such a key part of development. There is a saying I quite enjoy: Muses are like geodes. Shiny, pretty, and in order to see what they are really made of, you must break them. I do admit however that I have a limit of how far I can go to a degree, with real life being a thing, but honestly? It takes a whole fucking lot to get there. And also maybe write angst too much and tragedy. Give this muse some better days.

SMUT: As much as I have enjoyed smut in the past, I haven't written such in a very long time, and am very careful of whom I write such with. Turns out I really good at smut according to others. And hey fun fact: People used to straight up pay me to write them smut of their characters and others of their choice. Haven't had that going in years but, it was a thing. However these days, writing smut with my muses needs to be more than just the event. It can be an opening for vulnerability, letting someone get close enough and trust them enough, that no one else really gets. Quiet and heavy conversations, the emotions involved. But if I ever do write it again, both my self and my partner need to be comfortable with writing such a thing. However if I ever did smut in a private drabble or fanfic, then all bets are off, because that's different. But far more rare.

Tagged by: @valour-bound

Tagging: You see this? IM TAGGING YOU. Do it.

#Out Of Coffins :: OOC #Mun Speaking Hours!#(( get to know the mun a little i guess ))#(( here is your local cryptid ))

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glendover · 1 month

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This is my cat Crackers, he's mostly fluff and anxiety, he's scared of ice cream, wind, loud noises, particular poofy dresses, and sudden movements. He walks very carefully, you can actively see his single braincell working overtime to make sure each step is precisely calculated to touch nothing and make zero noise, he's had exactly one thought in his life and it was "AH". He has 1 cat toy he'll play with, a small green mouse, he uses it to communicate. He'll leave it in his food and water bowls when they're empty, and on the bed when he wants snuggles. I love him with all my heart

awww crackers looks like such a good boy! So adorable! And I’m standing in solidarity with him, life is scary and his anxiety is justified!

Pls give him lots of pets from me!! 🫶🏻

#thank you so much for this!!#and your cat looks so fluffy omg what a cute boy!!!#noe answers the letterbox #winterstaryu

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gregorygerwitz · 3 years

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Good afternoon! Tell me more about mouse!

Hi, Shae! Good evening, now, by the time I'm getting to this!

Let's see, I babbled about his mommy issues this morning, and I'm trying to not just do that again, so what about... brunch? The aftermath of his coming out?

Because, even after kicking him out of their home, his parents did reach out and try to keep contact with him. They arranged to meet up for brunch every other week or so, carve out time to still be a family, even if he wasn't living with them anymore. And, honestly, he was probably too scared to ask to move back home, even when things were okay, but brunches were...

well, still meals with his parents, and they weren't great about dealing with everything.

At every single brunch, his mom would bring up one of her friends’ single daughters, mention some neighborhood event coming up, suggesting he go out for “just a coffee” and to “see what happens” - Mouse would be super careful to change the subject as soon as possible and not give a direct answer to those suggestions, but she’d still do it. Every other Sunday. Like clockwork. Of course, he’s always welcome to bring someone to brunch as long as he gives them a day’s notice to fix the reservation, and they’re both not so secretly hoping that he’ll bring a girl along and they can have an actual discussion about a relationship they approve of. He never does, of course. He never brings anyone.

Until...

Mouse knows he’s allowed to bring someone, that was repeated at every brunch. But he wasn’t going to subject anyone to his parents, not when he would get the inevitable questions about why they didn’t come with him again the next time. At this point, he’s living in his own (crappy) place, has a shitty retail job, isn’t touching the family accounts because he doesn’t want to face what his parents would say about it, not accepting help because... well, look at where relying on other people got him. If everyone is only in his life conditionally, they he’s not going to treat anyone like they aren’t one wrong piece of information away from cutting him off.

But, when his mom is the one who brings up the idea of coming home for Thanksgiving - having dinner with them, staying at the house all weekend, open offer to have a friend by for dinner - he starts to actually consider it. He would want someone there for dinner, a buffer against his parents’ usual bullshit, but in the comfort of the place he still called home. And, yeah, maybe his messy relationship with his mom is part of the reason he’s ready to agree to that, because he’s seen the love that his family is capable of, and he wants that back so bad. But he can’t just invite someone to Thanksgiving dinner without knowing, for sure, that his parents won’t be awful and inappropriate, so asking Jay to go with him to brunch is like... dipping his toes in. They’ll behave in a public place, right? And then he can decide, from there, based on how they act in that environment, if he wants to subject anyone to them for a whole evening, if he wants to subject himself to them for a whole weekend.

It goes horribly.

This is not the first time that Jay has met Mouse’s parents, and he doesn’t know the details about why they kicked him out, but they’re both kind of tense going into the brunch anyway. And Jay Halstead, protective disaster, maybe shifts his seat closer to Mouse’s when they sit down, ready to instinctively put himself between his friend and any danger if the need arises, and neither of them know what personal space is, anyway. (I love Jay and Mouse but they are in each other’s space so often)

So... Mouse’s dad makes a few comments, and thank god Jay has exactly one working braincell that he saves for work, because for the first half hour those comments go right over his head. He doesn’t get the (increasingly less subtle) hints about Mouse’s sexuality, or the implications about their relationship underneath them, but Mouse is sitting there, sinking deeper into his chair because he’s so fucking embarrassed and realizing this was a Horrible Idea™ just trying to hide from the world. So, Jay, no working braincells, reaches for him and does the reassuring shoulder squeeze he does, because he’s a Halstead, and of course that starts a whole new wave of comments.

And that’s when it clicks in Jay’s head, as Mouse is actively trying to stop his mom from saying something, which turns into a scene when they all try to talk over each other, and then the entire café is looking at them. It’s a very messy situation that leads to Mouse getting (mostly accidentally) outed to Jay and an entire café of people just trying to enjoy their food, but that’s the last time he has brunch with his parents, and he doesn’t go home for Thanksgiving. It’s the end of the beginning of the end, when it comes to salvaging what’s left of the family he grew up with.

Jay handled it as well as he could he mostly wanted to fight Mouse’s parents tbh and still does, to this day

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*quick timeline clarification (also reference for future me)* Coming out - mid August 2011 Brunches start - early September 2011 Last brunch - early November 2011

#answered #shae tag #lovelymysticmoon #mouse backstory*

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sleepymccoy · 4 years

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Aziraphale’s demon aspect

As voted by 246 people!

The winner is

Owl

with nearly 26% of the primary vote

many people added in their free form answers that they were imagining a barn owl specifically

Owl was the front runner the whole way through this survey, but most of the time by a very beatable margin. The 40 or so people who voted in the last night really tipped it over, it was a tight race! And the results are crazy split imo, a quarter of votes constitutes a win! I love the different opinions and ideas we all have so so much

Ram/sheep came in a hearty second with 16.5% of the vote

A very regal demon there.

After that it gets a little murky, so I’m going to share the second graph I made when is every animal that got more than 1% of the vote. So it’s the top six animals

Magpie and Lion holding strong! Then Moth and Goat looking very good

The second question let you vote for as many options as you thought were appropriate for Aziraphale! So, there were a lot more write-ins! It’s crazy!

I’m using google sheets so I can’t get it to show you every name, but the raw data will be in a read more so you can scroll through everyone’s beautiful imagination there

Again, Owl winds with a solid 20% of the vote. Ram/Sheep coming in with about 15%, followed by Moth, Magpie, Goat, Lion, then Tortoise.

Tortoise was 11th in the first round, tied with Snake (but pale), and managed to surprise me by coming through so strong in the second. Slow and steady, baby.

Nearly everyone who wrote in about Magpies told me that Magpies hoard stuff, so it’s nice to see the hive mind at work there!

Five people told me they were voting goat because of that one piece of art by @hollow-head that shows Aziraphale scaling a bookshelf like goats do cliffs. As an artist myself I found it legitimately moving that this one image had stayed with people so strongly. That’s just beautiful. Here’s an example of just one person’s comment

idk dude i just remember one person posted art of him scaling the bookstore shelves like those goats scale mountains and just eating his clothes while he reads it was so fuckin funny but anyway goat eyes are great or he could have lil stubby horns that r covered by his hair

One moth enthusiast took the time to give me a short essay on their choice of moth. I have included a portion of it, cos it was so great

So if I had to choose an insect, it would be a moth, preferably a Megalopygidae, also known as the Flannel Moth. They are fluffy, white-beige and look innocent and fluffy, but their larvae can cause painful inflammations. A poodle moth would also fit because it's almost pure white.

Here’s a flannel moth for everyone

and a poodle moth, which i honestly thought was a hoax but i looked into it just now and it seems legit? There’s not a tonne of proof, but the og pictures are from a scientists who stands by them, so like, wow

And then a DIFFERENT PERSON put this in;

the moth i had in mind is Acherontia atropos, in polish called Zmierzchnica trupia główka (meaning more or less "dusk death's head"). i have a whole symbolism planned out and stuff

Fucking, moth fandom come through!!

I’m vaguely scared of moths, fun fact. I don’t like the thick thunking sound they make when they hit stuff.

Here is the second round but with all the animals that got four or less votes removed for ease of viewing

the one segment there at 12 o’clock that google hasn’t labeled for me is Swan at 0.9%

I cannot believe I didn’t put swan in as an option, that’s all write-ins

So, to summarise, I suggest you take a lot of this with a grain of salt. It is not meant as an instruction to fandom or to railroad creativity. I have a narrow corner of the Good Omens fandom that I interact with, and while this quiz was up for a week I’m not sure it reached a great variety of people. About 250 folks filled it out, which was tonnes more than I expected and I love each and every one of you for filling it out!! But I have noticed that Owl was first on my list and in the free form answers the example prompt I gave included, “such as a breed of owl that specifically speaks to you,“ so I think it’s possible I did that unknowing bias thing that practiced survey folk know now to do. So, grain of salt.

I also think that if animals like Swan and Cat were in the list of options they’d’ve gotten more votes because the people who voted for those were coming up with it fresh themselves. I suspect people would’ve voted for them, but it just didn’t occur to them in the moment. In much the same way it didn’t occur to me in the moment I was writing this survey.

So people know, I got the ten or so animals that I put in the survey from searching the demon!aziraphale tag on tumblr, so it was all stuff that other people had come up with. I was trying to avoid my own bias, but i think in hindsight i could’ve done better!

Having said all that, this was all so much fun and the results are clear!!! Love a good owl!aziraphale

Imma continue to draw my boy as a ram, though. Cos this was all just for a laugh <3

numbers and a few more things under the cut

So some of these have half a vote ascribed to them. That’s for people who in their freeform answer said things like this;

ngl, that one post about him being a swan still makes me laugh

Mourning Dove. Though that Scallop answer was fucking brilliant

And I kinda made a judgement call that that wasn’t a vote, but it was kind of a vote. So I gave them half a point.

There were a few situations where people would write in a specific species. If I got more than one vote for the root animal I just grouped them together, but if it stayed the only vote then it kept the species. Cat got the most specific species mentioned, and in the second vote Bat had a few species mentioned (albino bat being my fave), but I ended up grouping them all just under Cat and Bat to give them a better chance of getting on the graph. There were probably a few other examples but I can’t think of them. The one exception to this is the person who wrote-in Duolingo Owl specifically. For that one I figured Owl is already pretty solid, and that’s just fucking funny, man

I was also pretty generous about some stuff. So, this person didn’t vote for Moose but they clearly regretted it so I added a vote for Moose in the second one where you could vote for multiples. They kept their Ram and Goat votes, of course, but I added Moose for them

I get very bastard energy from my demon az headcanons. Like f-ing shit up for a laugh more than anything, but otherwise indifferent. That's kinda why I like the ram/sheep/goat thing so much because it reminds me of indifference and random chaos. Or a moose. Shit, I should have written in moose

So yeah, it’s hardly a double blind study that’d stand up to any real criticism, but it was fun and I think the essence of it is fun!! Scroll through and have a read. Imma pull a few more of my fave write-ins and put them down the bottom cos it’s great. Esp the ones that only got one vote, the reasonings were stellar on some of those

Here is the first vote results, where everyone could only vote for one animal each

Owl 63 Ram/Sheep 40 Magpie 28 Lion 26 Moth 21 Goat 17 Swan 4 Eagle 4 Dove 4 Cat 4 Tortoise 3 Snake 3 Scallop 2 Rat 2 Rabbit 2 Mongoose 2 Badger 2 Shima Enaga 1 Shark 1 Porcupine 1 Orangutan 1 Mouse 1 Long Furby 1 Hippopotomaus 1 Goose 1 Duck 1 Dragon 1 Cow 1 Cereberus 1 Boar 1 Bee 1 Bat 1 Alpaca 1

Second Vote results, where everyone could vote for as many as they wanted

Owl1 82 Ram/Sheep 136 Moth 108.5 Magpie 98 Goat 96 Lion 72 Tortoise 61 Snake 37 Eagle 33 Cat 9.5 Swan 7.5 Lizard 4 Rabbit 4 Badger 3 Mongoose 2 Dove 2 Mouse 2 Squirrel 2 Bear 2 Raccoon 2 Capybara 2 Dragon 2 Bat 1 Long Furby 1 Rat 1 Boar 1 Goose 1 Peacock 1 Pangolin 1 Lindworm 1 Moose 1 Chinchilla 1 Duolingo Owl 1 Cackatoo 1 Crow 1 Cow 1 Alpaca 1 Dodo 1 Shark 1 Big Dog 1 Snow Leopard 1 Scallop 0.5

All voting was optional. To help explain how scallop lost 1.5 votes from first to second, I believe the people who voted for it in the first question just skipped the second cos they’d said their bit.

In terms of how many people engaged with the questions, Q1 had 245 answers and one skip. Q2 had 241 answers and 5 skips, and Q3 where I just let people talk at me if they wanted to had 84 answers and 162 skips.

So please enjoy my selection of free form answers. They all made me smile but putting all 84 in seems excessive to me, so I’ve chosen the ones that are either full blown mini essays or that make me laugh. It’s still a lot, this project brought me so much joy

Shima enaga - It's the hair man

Cow (aka golden calf)

Scallop. He is a snack.

Swan. Elegant but very capable of fscking you up. Mates for life.

basically anything that is both gentle in nature and fiercely loyal, territorial and protective (but prone to anxiety). Also hedonistic esp. with food. For all of these reasons, I think a dog would be the best choice.

Dragon with his hoard of books

it’s about the teeth. just too sharp and too many to be human. (comment from op here, this person voted for shark, just for context)

Turkish Angora cat. Magnificently fluffy, incredibly intelligent, love heights and will jump off crazy high things and land on your head, gloriously dignified until they see a string and run into a wall, love one or maybe two persons to distraction and want everyone else to fuck off, will drape themselves over their person’s shoulders and go to sleep, range from “will jump in the sea to hunt fish and has a murder pit full of seagulls they’ve massacred” to “will fall over at the sight of a baby bird”, very particular about food and will yell at you if you get it wrong. Also the breed that some asshole took three cats from and bred parent to child to make Persians. The cautionary tale has been acknowledged and we love our crazy smart, single braincelled children.

I usually imagine him as an owl because they are nocturnal (and we know that Aziraphale can easily stay awake the whole night reading). Also the image of an owl puffed up is kind of ridiculous and reminds me of him, of how an annoyed Aziraphale would look. However the options above have made me think that a lion would suit him very well, too. A lion or just a very BIG cat. I mean, he makes pleading eyes to get what he wants, likes to be confortable, is a bit of a bastard and often puts himself in awkward situations from which he needs to be rescued. He just... acts very cat-like in my opinion. Also owls and cats are both predators, but are usually imagined (or, at least cats are) as cute little creatures, just like Aziraphale is an Angel of the Lord (a Warrior, actually) but looks all soft and cute and huggable. I dunno. Maybe I just want to pet an Aziracat.

I love all the other people's thoughts about demon!Aziraphale, but what about the honey badger? I try to explain why I have it in mind for demon!azi: its name (I think it's funny, expecially in English because 'honey' can make you imagine it's something sweet (it is for me), while the 'bad' in badger can be an alarm bell (like 'be careful! It is not like it seems!')); its face (ok, who can say its face isn't cute? I think, and hope, nobody can, and like the name, it is a misunderstanding: as always, be careful, it's not like it seems!, I think demons can say something about demon!azi as like "you don't seem like a 'good' demon, you can't be, your face (animal and human) is too f-ing disgusting sweet to be a demon!", I think maybe even angel!crowley, at the beginning, can think something like this ("how in the world somebody so cute like you can be a demon?"), then he discovered how demon!azi can be a very talented demon sometimes, but in Crowley's mind azi is still his little cutie angry furry); its furry's colour (black=demon, white/grey/silver/idkitsname= color of demon!azi's wings, because even if he fell, I can't say no to his white wings 😭); it is a snake's predator (and in my mind angel!crowley is still a snake); its solitary life (demon!aziraphale is alone and he doesn't mind it, unless it's angel!crowley we're talking about, then our cute demon minds it); its behaviour (demon!azi, even if he's cute, can be a really very talented demon: honey badger is fearless and dangerous, it can fight bigger animals if there aren't other chances and it can't escape); its skin is very tough (except for a soft/safe spot, behind its neck if I remember well, that only angel!Crowley knows and sometimes he uses it to calm demon!azi down or make azi do some good deeds); its diet (it has a sweet-thooth, for honey in primis, but it can eat everything it wants... Doesn't it resemble demon!azi?); it's smart (search for Stoffle on your browser if you don't know)... Ok,I think I finish, sorry for the novel 😅

I tend to think of animals that meet three criteria: (1) they exemplify “faults” in his character exaggerated to “sins”—gluttony, greed/hoarding, sloth, (2) they are species that favor fawning or flight as a defense mechanism but can also be bold on occasion, and (3) blend very well or have a keen affinity with human society, specifically thriving in urban (i.e., city) environments. This is mostly because I can’t see “Aziraphale” in a reverse AU that doesn’t preserve some of his core traits as an angel (a little hedonistic, hoarding, anxious, etc.). So I like city-dwelling bastard animals with bonus points for relation to scripture, like a rock dove or a fox or an owl.

Owls aren't smart, and the pedant in me says not an owl. But, thinking on it, demon aspect, owls are perceived as smart, but designed as deadly silent predators, patient and solitary. So actually demon Aziraphale could take on more owlish aspects. I just like cockatoo better, since they are smart, and showy. Or a crow, although that does amusing things with Crowleys name.

god imagining him as a chimera is !!! (comment from op, there was this odd flurry of mythical animals being voted for one night. i think the survey hit a corner of fandom that leans that way. there was also dragon, another chimera, a griffon, and a lindworm all at the same rough time)

Magpies are great because they’re cute and fluff themselves up (go look at Sophie the magpie) and like hoarding their favorite things but also I’ve watched one just straight up kill another bird before because corvids are sneaky little bastards with no lack of a mean streak if they’re crossed

It’s the duolingo owl, I’m so sorry op but it just is. I genuinely don’t mean to clown on your post, but this take was delivered to me in a sleep induced haze and I believe it’s the god given truth. Demon Aziraphale WOULD try to make you learn a dead language and he’d go about it in a vaguely threatening way (comment from op, you’re so fucking right dude. also, shit like this is made for clowning, i’m with you 100%)

When choosing a demon aspect for a Aziraphale, I usually tried to keep in mind the artistic tradition of which animals are linked with demons. The Good Omens team seems to have drawn inspiration from that source because all the animals we do see are either reptilian or insectoid. Those species were often shown inhabiting hellish landscapes in Renaissance and Baroque paintings. However, Aziraphale never struck me as cold or slimy or hard like an exoskeleton. So if I had to choose an insect, it would be a moth, preferably a Megalopygidae, also known as the Flannel Moth. They are fluffy, white-beige and look innocent and fluffy, but their larvae can cause painful inflammations. A poodle moth would also fit because it's almost pure white.

Ok so the only reason I pick magpie is because those bastards are smart as hell but also know how and when to inconvenience the shit out of you, and if you gain their trust then they're absolute darlings but if they decide "nah, dont like ya" then you're basically done and you'll wake up every morning with shit on your car window. I also chose sheep/ram cuz I mean... idk it suits him. I don't remember my other choice but I'm sure I had a good reason.

I feel like a barn owl would suit him well but I'm not really sure why, I also think that a moth would suit him really well because of the whole "moth to a flame" thing and as a demon he would have gotten burned because of that attitude.

I write a reverse AU fic called Lambs to the Slaughter where Aziraphale's demonic aspect is an albino sheep! I imagine him as a mix between a wild Argali ram and the first woolly domestics. I chose an Argali because they're the largest species of wild sheep, but I wanted him to have traits of a domestic breed because he obtains his animal aspect from a sheep in Abel's flock which would be several generations down from the original wild species in Eden. I really think a sheep suits Aziraphale! They're an incredibly common animal and have been since they were first domesticated. Likewise, since the start of human history, Aziraphale has been living side-by-side with humans, providing for them, and protecting them. Due to how common they are, sheep are often unnoticed, which Aziraphale leans into. Crowley wants to stand out. He has a dedicated aesthetic and an obsession with human invention, where Aziraphale leans more towards simpler, known things and creature comforts. He fades into the background, and that suits him fine. He doesn't have to be outstanding to Heaven or to humans or even to Crowley -- it's enough to do his part, to trust in a bigger plan. People associate sheep (especially lambs) with innocence or ignorance which foils nicely to Crowley as the serpent tempting with knowledge, as well as with Aziraphale's own sharp mind and ongoing embers of faith in a system that is failing him, Crowley, and all of humanity. Sheep are, like Aziraphale, soft, cute, and hiding a hard-headed stubbornness and a surprising strength that makes them absolutely fearsome. Aziraphale is very much the sort to put his head down and push relentlessly forward regardless of the pressure and strain. Rams in particular have thick skulls to withstand the brutal force of headbutting one another in displays of dominance. While Aziraphale is clever, he's not above rolling up his sleeves and getting the job done, as messy and unpleasant as it might be (see: pulling a gun on the Antichrist). Also sheep are associated with Pan, a god associated with food, music, theatre, and the criticism thereof, which hit many of Aziraphale's personal interests and hobbies! I like the idea that in a reverse AU, the demon formerly named Aziraphale might be the original basis for Pan!

I wrote in Orangutan for the first question because if I remember correctly they are some of the most violent apes. Although I'd accept bonobo for him too. They fuck alll the time.

mothman aziraphale,,,,, thats it

Snowy owl, speremint's tortoise, and I just adore the goat.

moth - dusty and eats books

Long Furby the way Loni-Capri draws it.

I keep thinking about that Black Philip quote "doest thou wish to live deliciously" because... it fits so much with the general epicurean/hedonism vibe the Fandom has for him ... but in a demonic way and also I think a lot abt that art piece (already referenced many times probably but what the hell) of him climbing his own bookshelves, it's just so good!!

Albino Lion/white lion (matches his hair). I feel like maybe I should explain why I think Lion would fit him best, lol. Lions actually are rather sedate, inactive for 20 hours of the day (see: Aziraphale reading and unmoving- yes I pulled wiki for this to make sure I didn't spout anything terribly wrong, shhh) but also there's nomad lions. Lions that range widely and move around sporadically either alone or in pairs (*looks at Crowley after apoconope*) (pairs are more frequent among males who have been excluded from their birth pride) but also I think of lions as protectors, defenders, and what is Aziraphale if not that? If not an angel who fiercely protects humans, crowley, earth? (When he finally overcomes heaven and it's abuse) lions don't hunt unless they're hungry, don't attack unless they're defending. They've been known to sit directly next to jeeps full of people and just watch them, not attacking or being aggresive.

I saw art once (I have no idea who the artist is) of Demon!Aziraphale climbing his bookcases like a goat and absentmindedly chewing on his sweater while he reads. I felt like the goat aspect suited him perfectly.

Honestly I wrote Az with a rat aspect because, well, it fits who I see demon Az as. He's not super powerful but he is very consequential, like rats carrying plague fleas (this also describes how I see Az tempting). He tries to blend into a crowd, which is arguably one way rats survive, and can get himself into places/situations that should be impossible or super difficult. Like snakes, rats have been unfairly maligned by our culture for a long time, even though they are very social with their colonies, smart, affectionate, and generally good beans. Finally, male pet rats are known far and wide as the lazier of the sexes while the girls are super curious and adventurous.

Somehow his tartan pattern becomes either his colour scheme or his coat/feather pattern.

Eurasian eagle owl. A big, unapologetic grump of an owl that is soft as soft can be underneath. Possessor of the glare to end all glares to be used in such dire situations as being interrupted when reading or being told one has "had enough cake".

#demon!aziraphale #reverse omens #sleepy speaks #fandom vote #aziraphale's demon aspect #this was so fucking fun you all

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Hello villain izuku father anon here! Thank u for loving my idea. I mean you can still write the one shot without izuku, i actually just wanted the villains reaction to that. I'm sorry if i didn't describe that right! Still thank u for answering and loving my idea!♡ Again have a nice day/night!

(Its been sooooo long oh gosh! Was it the reader being AFO’s child and the others reacting to it? I think that was it. I’m gonna go about that, and sorry for the long wait!!!!)

~Y/N is AFO’s Child~ ~How the LOV reacts~

headcanon|scenario|imagine|match-up

-Shigaraki: He already knew. You two have met on more than one occasion but it wasn’t too much often. You’re not really distant with your dad, but you have a life to live so you never visited too much (especially since he was deep in villainy). The few times that you did visit him, you spent a little time with Tomura before he hit the age of 15 and became an angsty teenager locked in his room playing hours upon hours of Minecraft. You still see him as a little brother and he somewhat considers you a sibling as well.

-Kurogiri: Just like Tomura, he already knew as well. I mean, he spent a great deal of life employed under AFO and of course he meets you many times as well. You two spend a good amount of time together when you visit since you enjoy his company. He’s quiet but good at conversation and even better with listening. Sometimes you might feel bad for always venting to him when you’d visit your grandpa, but he was a good friend so it couldn’t be helped. And man does he know how to keep a secret too!

-Toga: “What??? That old man?!” She’s really surprised since you don’t really act much like him and you don’t really resemble him either. You reassure her that he’s your dad (whether by blood, or adoption depending on the reader). So then Toga grills you on the big boss because she’s curious to see what life was like with him. She won’t bring it up in front of him the next time she sees him either.

-Dabi: “You’re related to the big guy? Couldn’t tell at first since he looks like a wrinkly testicle and all.” Dabi teases as he sits at the bar, and you smack him playfully. “Hey, he can be pretty awful sometimes, but he’s still my dad. Watch it, bacon bits.” You threaten him with a smirk and he scoffs. Dabi doesn’t really care to be honest with you. To him, being related to AFO is a lot less worse that being related to his father as he would put it.

-Spinner: He just kinda chokes on his food a little bit before looking at you with a wide mouth. You laugh at him and shake your head. “WHY DIDN’T YOU SAY ANYTHING!?” You shrug it off and keep playing video games. “Why didn’t anyone ask me?” Spinner just kinda sits there dumfounded while you tap away at the keyboard and swivel the mouse around as you game. It’s gonna take him some time to believe it.

-Magne: She wants you to tell her everything (much like Toga did) because she’s curious about things now. She’s a little annoyed since you never said anything but you figure it wasn’t a big deal. You do manage to find a little comfort and telling her about some of the kinder moments you shared with AFO. The moments when he’s not a wanted villain but a father instead. The moments when you two would try to watch a movie together, or when he plays chess with you while drinking tea. Sometimes he wires you money when needed, but you don’t like asking for his help so you don’t say it often.

-Twice: He’s a little confused but he also doesn’t see how this affects your friendship at all so it’s okay. I mean it’s a cool random fact for him to have learned but beside that, it really has nothing much to do with him. The only issue would be if he were to ever end up dating you. THEN it might seem to come up as an issue, but for now things are relatively normal between you two.

-Muscular: “Okay? And?” On the outside he plays it off like it doesn’t matter but on the inside, he’s having a hard time trying to grasp whether or not you’re fucking with him. He’s got like one braincell and that bitch is on vacation right now. He doesn’t want to ask anyone for help so he’ll deadass steal your phone when you aren’t looking and scroll through it until he realizes you’re telling the truth. By then it’s too late because you catch him with your phone and that’s death penalty in your books. Let’s hope you didn’t inherit AFO’s quirk for muscular’s sake...

-Moonfish: “???” He is confused but rolls with it. You may notice him keeping a bit of a distance from now on since he relates you to basically being a bit of royalty. He knows to make sure not to rub you the wrong way or else his head could be on the chopping block. Lucky for him, you really wouldn’t ever call your father for help like that because you could handle it yourself...and also because you’d never hear the end of his lecturing you

-Mustard: Tries to get on your good side even if you aren’t affiliated much with the LOV. He does it in the hopes of rising within the league/vanguard action squad ranks. You simply roll your eyes at this and continue on with everyday life. You don’t have the time to explain to him that befriending you wouldn’t benefit a single thing since you don’t get mixed up with your dad’s little villainy group. Still, you watch him exhaust himself trying because it’s funny lol

-Compress: He has to admit it surprised him a little bit since he had never even heard of it...and he knew a LOT about All for one! Then he figures out that you weren’t talked about or even mentioned as a way to protect your safety. IT all makes a lot more sense that way of course. Aside from all of this, he never wavers with the amount of respect he offers you. It doesn’t change and you’re thankful he treats you the same as usual instead of changing himself around you after the news. Sometimes you wonder if he really should’ve been a villain in the first place.

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darcyolsson · 4 years

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ngl i been suffering but my group of actually close friends emerged from our hibernation to yell about the microsoft arc mouse in the group chat so im feeling kinda nice & interacted w atm :))

thats good to hear!!! i love it when u can just immediately get back on your bullshit with ur friends. shared single braincell

#anonymous #answered asks #send me asks abt your day/life/etc!!!

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calypsohq · 4 years

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► ( lalisa manoban & nonbinary ) according to the school’s records, calypso “cal” saetang is a 21-YEAR-OLD junior studying film, and they live over in gordon. they are a sagittarius, so that must be why others describe them as individualistic, honest, detached and regretful. when i see them, i’m reminded of old journals and diaries with chunks of writing scribbled out, film burning out in an old projector, the faint glow of a television screen late at night. ( gibby, 20, they/them, est ) ◄

andddd we’re on intro number two !!! i still don’t have my braincell but like pls take my bby calypso tyvm.

basics.

name: calypso saetang

nicknames: cal

age: twenty one.

gender and pronouns: nonbinary, they/them.

sexual & romantic orientations: bisexual, biromantic, femme leaning.

major: film.

housing: gordon.

backstory.

trigger warnings: mental illness, death, death of a sibling, grief.

the eldest child of the saetang clan, when calypso was first born, everything the light touched was theirs. they were the shining star in their parents eyes, the single most important thing to exist in their life. cal was their princess, an invisible crown placed upon their head the moment they took their first breath, and they never really got to experience the true power that this held.

why didn’t they get to experience? well, it was simple. another baby came along only moments afterwards, a twin with eyes that shined just as bright as cal’s. they were two halves of the same whole, and for a brief moment, maybe they were equal.

it didn’t last, however. azalea was said to have been, “brilliant” by their doctors growing up, something calypso never showed signs of due to undiagnosed adhd, and immediately the two were different. while azalea excelled with starting to read eons above the level of her peers, calypso found themself with their head in the clouds, distanced from even many of their peers at school.

with the taste of greatness on their tongue, the saetang’s weren’t satisfied with a prodigy for a daughter while their other child left away to rot. no, they wanted stars — two golden ones in their family, to bring them greatness. it starts simple: “calypso, you should be more like your sister,” and suddenly both children are found at odds with each other, a battle that calypso was never destined to win.

it wasn’t that calypso wasn’t capable - no, they were, but they weren’t like azalea. while she could dance and sing, they preferred to be behind the scenes, often dreaming up book and movie ideas and a life much different than their own that they’d scratch away into the depths of journals and diaries that could never meet the eyes of another. they weren’t the same.

this war, often fueled by their parents, started a war between sisters. everything cal could do, azalea could do better - a frustrating game of cat and mouse despite how hard cal would try. by the time the two got to high school, their relationship was irreparable - they shared nothing anymore other than their own face.

during their senior year of high school, the two were permanently split by the ways of nature as azalea passed away only weeks before their graduation. despite the two never being close, it seemed to hit calypso the hardest, who suddenly began to hide away in their bedroom.

in fact, the only reason they left for haddon was to get away from it all - their old swingset in the backyard that hadn’t been touched in years, her old bedroom across the hall, the area where they carved their names into the windowsill in their bedroom, their parents, all of it.

this is SUCH a bad ending to this intro but like ba dum tss that’s where they are now !! they’re in film bc they’ve always been passionate about film and they wear their sister’s bracelet on their wrist always as their tribute to her! also don’t really talk to their parents anymore as they find themself harboring a lot of anger towards them for the rift they caused, but sometimes it’s just them trying to place blame on the lack of closeness the two had on someone other than themself.

study.

trigger warning: drugs mention.

if you say your favorite movie is by [ redacted bc i dont want anyone 2 be offended hello FDHJKFHAJK ] cal will kick you out of whatever room you are in with them. if you are outside, cal will kick you to the sun without any hesitation.

they’re quite opinionated which, is that for their own good or not? only time will tell. they never seem to be able to politely mask their disgust when someone says that they adore the newest adam sandler movie or that, god forbid, friends was funny ( no offense to anyone if u like that, pls know i adore u fdsjhdfhkj ). they can just be a bit pretentious at time, something they will swear they aren’t as they, “don’t care enough” to do such a thing. which, spoiler alert: they do care enough and if you are, unfortunately, someone they talk to, they will ramble to you about how pixar isn’t actually that good but dreamworks ruined itself trying to catch the high of shrek.

they are... a complete pothead though and frankly if you ever need weed they are there for you

they get really philosophical about life and movies the higher they get though so you have to be prepared for some ramble about how everyone is a main character and that tik tok trend was wrong and this idea that some people are more important than others is exactly what capitalism wants you to think.

they tend to be very detached tho - one of their biggest “fatal flaws.” they don’t usually give a fuck if they hurt you, not because they don’t care about you, their emotions just aren’t completely... there

consider them * linkin park vc * numb.

they are very passionate abt hamsters too like they have one named saturn and you WILL see them put it in their pocket and take it to parties simply to go hide in the bathroom and play with it bc their priorities are clearly in check

honestly they just like rodents n probs want a chinchilla too which, valid

was an e-girl before being an e-girl was cool, basically just meaning they are emo. a valid emo, but still they’re quite emo.

they were probs honestly interested in the school because of it’s dark history - the perfect setting and scene for a dark documentary on such a subject, or even a spooky place to shoot a movie. it’s kinda morbid and out of touch but hey, that’s calypso.

they also think the minions are kinda cute so pls roast them

wanted connections.

friends. — i just... i love platonic plots....

best friends. — hONESTLY it’d be really cute if there was a trio that was like, super super sweet bubbly cottage core girl, soft boy, and emo enby n so i am asking for that tyvm

enemies. — i can’t put frenemies down for them bc unfortunately cal is super quick to snip snip bUT LIKE ENEMIES ??? there’s a lot to do here, though frenemies might work if its like, used to be friends n now isn’t like idk listen my brain is gone

exes. — like ?? yea ??

other connections. — did u see my braincell leave ?? did u ?? reread n you’ll see the exact moment it left i swear

#had:intro #mental illness tw #death tw #death of a sibling tw #grief tw #this isn't coherent n thats very on brand for me #* ✧ ˚ 𝐢. reflections .#drug use mention

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askthedustbowl · 5 years

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elysian ballet company dancers

patroclus:

- 11 years at the company

- first language: ballet/pointe

- secondaries: hip-hop, jazz, modern, tap, ballroom

- closest to cory, they trained together, basically grew up together, and got into the company together. he knows firsthand the shit that mnemosyne put her through. he acts as her protector and big brother figure to make sure she’s not pushing herself too hard.

- pat is best friends with erato and has been for several years. he often features on her instagram

nyx:

- 9 years at the company

- first language: ballet/pointe

- secondaries: modern, jazz, tap

- originally auditioned in the same group as cory and pat when they were nineteen and she was sixteen, but wasn’t accepted due to the small number of spots. two years later, she auditioned again and got in. cory and pat welcomed her as if she were an old friend and they’ve been inseparable ever since.

- nyx and selene are happily married and have been for two years. together they function as mothers to perseus—and they have ever since he was sixteen.

- orpheus loves her. they met when he was eight and immediately hit it off.

myrina:

- 8 years at the company

- first language: gymnastics

- secondaries: ballet/pointe, jazz

- president of the Narcissus Shut Up Squad

- many of the younger dancers look up to myrina because of her confidence and skill, and she takes her position as role model very seriously.

- myrina and thalia have been flirting for a while, dancing around one another if you will, but as of late, nothing has come of it.

harmonia:

- 10 years at the company

- first language: ballet/pointe

- secondaries: modern, ballroom

- transferred from another company, joined the elysians when she was a soloist.

- wants to teach when she retires.

- harmonia shares a dressing room with cassandra and cory. she has a little pet dog named viola that has become the unofficial mascot of the elysian ballet company.

- there is not a single person on earth that has anything bad to say about harmonia. she is the personification of grace and kindness.

asterion:

- 6 years at the company

- first language: ballet

- secondaries: modern, jazz

- while he has fuckboy tendencies, asterion actually drinks his respecting women juice twice a day, every day.

- he shares a braincell with narcissus and has it 98% of the time.

- he respects the people that he works with very much, and he’s always trying to learn and be better.

- cassandra is his dance partner, and he’s been in love with her since the minute he laid eyes on her. these days it almost seems like maybe she could possibly like him back.

cassandra:

- 4 years at the company

- first language: ballet/pointe

- secondaries: modern

- cass joined the elysians the year that cal died, so she saw cory struggling and they became friends when cass offered to help. she is one of the only people (in the span of eleven years) that have gone on for sugarplum instead of cory.

- she acts as a big sister to the younger soloists and the corps girls, and has a special talent for making perseus, daphne, and mimi behave themselves.

- dances with asterion.

narcissus:

- 6 years at the company

- first language: modern

- secondaries: ballet

- narcissus has exactly one braincell, and he’s not in possession of it all the time, but he is very trusting and compassionate once you get past the sheer dumbass energy radiating from him. he’s a wonderful dance partner, though, and everyone trusts him implicitly when they’re dancing. off stage? not so much.

- while he is a very good dancer, he can either act OR dance. doing both is a little too much for him.

- currently unfortunately in love with tyro.

orestes:

- 6 years at the company

- first language: ballet

- secondaries: hip-hop, modern, tap, jazz

- orestes may play the mouse king, but he’s truly the most gentle man you’ll ever meet.

- he’s been dating pylades for a little less than six years, and they’ve been the happiest years of his life.

- once had a close call with unemployment—he was involved in an altercation that left him no other choice than to fight back, but really, he’s too valuable to fire.

pheme (“mimi”):

- 5 years at the company

- first language: hip-hop

- secondaries: ballet/pointe, modern

- she trained in france for a good deal of her dance career. once she returned, she auditioned for the elysian company and was accepted. she speaks fluent french.

- as elysian theatre’s resident gossip girl, mimi knows everything about everyone. she can either use this for good or for evil, but mostly she just uses it for fun.

- a being of chaos at heart, she can usually be found with perseus and daphne, wreaking havoc on someone or something.

perseus:

- 3 years at the company

- first language: tap

- secondaries: ballet, modern, jazz

- perseus had no intention of going into ballet. his first love was (and still is) tap, and he took lessons at PK dance school for quite a few years after his father refused to let him continue. after an incident involving the police, nyx and selene took him in and started training him in ballet.

- he has been forbidden from dancing with cory because when he’s onstage, he gets so excited that he practically vibrates, and cory needs stability when she dances, not a babysitting job. because of said excitement, he dances better with partners who are a good few years his senior (harmonia, myrina, phoebe). the person he dances the best with is nyx. she keeps him grounded.

- possibly a trickster god in a past life, he’s typically seen with pheme and daphne at his sides.

phoebe:

- 5 years at the company

- first language: ballet/pointe

- second language: contemporary

- phoebe can usually be found with her head in the clouds, but out of all the dancers (besides maybe cory), she has the best technique. she makes dancing look effortless and a lot of the younger dancers who are still working on their technique look to her as a role model.

- she has a playful rivalry going on with mimi, as mimi is an aries and phoebe is very into astrology—or at least into astrology enough to know that arieses are usually up to no good.

daphne:

- 3 years at the company

- first language: ballet/pointe

- secondaries: hip-hop, jazz

- infamous for being cranked up to an eleven 24/7.

- due to her skill, she’s an understudy for several larger roles, but never gets the chance to go on. at this point she would commit murder to go on for sugarplum AT LEAST ONCE.

- if you recall, she’s the one that slipped her number into orpheus’s pocket when he and eurydice went backstage with cory. she’s a hopeless romantic and has a very, VERY unfortunate crush on narcissus.

lethe:

- 3 years at the company

- first language: ballet/pointe

- secondaries: river dancing

- while lethe’s technique is near perfect and her stage presence is excellent, her dance career hasn’t gone past the corps because she has a track record of forgetting the steps once she’s finally put onstage. the way she counteracts that is near-constant rehearsal—she and cory are usually the last ones at the theatre.

- she’s known for her punctuality and she NEVER misses class. the older dancers love her because she’s so well-behaved and responsible.

- of everyone, lethe may be the one that pandora hates most.

pandora:

- 11 months at the company

- first language: acro

- secondaries: ballet, hip-hop, modern

- pandora constantly has a sneer to spare and seldom talks. she got into the company with ty, so she’s also the newest member, but unlike ty, she doesn’t care whether people like her or not.

- unbeknownst to all but thalia, pandora is the creator of most of the best rules of thalia’s game of chess. they’ve known each other for a long time.

tyro (“ty”):

- 11 months at the company

- first language: sports (soccer), hip-hop

- second language: ballet/pointe, step

- she’s the youngest elysian at 21 years old. the older dancers love her as one would love a small, excitable puppy.

- when she was a little girl, pat babysat for her and her siblings. she wasn’t a ballet dancer as a kid, so when she walks through the elysian doors for the first time, pat is shocked.

- she never set out to be a ballet dancer—in high school, she was a soccer player, and she was AMAZING. but after she wasn’t scouted, she picked up ballet as a different outlet and she got pretty good.

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