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writeblood · 4 months ago

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What type of tumblr user Hogwarts Legacy characters would be

Note, I haven’t actually been part of tumblr culture since the 2010s

Sebastian

cursed memes, infodumping on extremely niche topics, and extremely tumblr style humour.

The guy who knows precisely how to respond to someone saying ‘I like your shoelaces’.

He’s never watched Supernatural in his life but read up on all 25 seasons when the superhell penultimate season finale hit.

Gets into drama with anon asks.

political takes that are usually decent and anti-capitalist, except for one opinion that got him canceled

Sebastian once spent a night accidentally reblogging NSFW content to his main blog instead of his side one so now 50% of his fetishes have been exposed.

Every photo and video he posts/reblogs, he adds a description caption so Ominis can also be subjected to his taste in memes.

Ominis

primarily text and music based, but will occasionally have videos of nature or architecture.

A lot of quotes from angsty classical literature and MCR.

His tagging is methodical and precise.

He has a huge following because one time he posted a photo of himself (taken by Sebastian) and it went viral.

Has his asks turned off and follows less than 30 blogs.

Someone once posted an expose on him, calling him a trust fund kid, but since it was mostly screenshots without description captions he never came across it.

Anne

she has one tumblr that all her friends follow her on and one secret tumblr that’s the dark side, depression, venting diary kind of stuff.

When the site went through another round of content moderation, she deleted it.

she also accidentally deleted her main blog oops...

Her normal tumblr is skateboard trick videos, small fandom media, and a mish-mesh of whatever catches her interest for the month.

She really likes the elaborate, artsy makeup looks even though she herself rarely wears it.

reblogs posts related to chronic illness and eye related disability

Her humour is ‘just girly things: waking up covered in blood’

Poppy

sooo many cute animal videos.

Has a very cutesy layout with an animal cursor.

Some people hate her blog because it has an autoplay music widget playing MARINA/Olivia Rodrigo.

She has anon asks turned off but will respond to account asks.

Occasionally reblogs a vegan/animal activist post.

She has a few close friends and will not hesitate to reblog their posts with encouraging comments.

Natsai

on the multi-lingual side of tumblr– english, french, and swahili

Lots of funny personal anecdote stories

Reblogs feminist posts that either deal with actionable things (protesting, community organising, safety) or talking about feminist public figures

Reblogs black hair tutorial/pics with the mindset that she’ll try it out but never does.

martial arts videos but the realistic ones

Likes a lot of special effects art in movies/tv shows so if you follow her with SFW filters turned off, you might see some fake blood.

Amit

studyblr, langblr, and a little bit of geeky stuff

okay, it's a lot. He's a fan of non-DC, non-Marvel comic and Star Trek

will write a 900 word breakdown of that one specific scene and its symbolism

too ashamed to openly admit he reads fanfic but reblogs a lot of posts from accounts who do

Imelda

1 post complaining about the complexities of using tumblr

3 posts related to women's football (soccer for americans)

1 personal video of her scoring the winning goal for her team

1 post and response to clowning on Garreth

'last posted 1 year ago'

I’m using my OC Anesidora Fig from Shadow consumes the Sun (link in profile)

Used to have one of those semi-anonymous blogs where it’s filled with aesthetic photo compilations (light and dark academia, romanticising living in old cities, tea and coffee photoshoots despite not liking the drinks), but then she went ‘lets be mutuals, Ominis :)’ and realised…

So she panic nuked her blog and started over.

Now it’s full of studyblr, tagamemnon gossip over dead ancient roman poets, and love/romantic poems/excerpts.

english and french language included

went viral when she posted a class project video where she edited how to train your dragon but the dragon was replaced with her pet reptile a la "Jurassic Park but with a Cat" (OwlKitty)

When she starts to fancy Ominis, her reblogged love quotes start to focus more and more on his specific attributes

Since the texts she reblogs don’t have crass language or kinks, she thinks it’s entirely SFW. However, Ominis has learnt not to open her blog when he’s not alone or someone will ask him why he’s red in the face.

Her asks are open but she ignores them 90% of the time.

#hogwarts legacy #writeblood writing #hogwarts legacy headcanons #hogwarts legacy headcanon #ominis x mc #sebastian sallow #anne sallow #ominis gaunt #poppy sweeting #natsai onai #amit thakkar #imelda reyes

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straizoshusband · 14 days ago

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Finally, here is Suen's biological father, Sarzo, whom is also Samael's ex and Straizo's biggest hater ever, he also trained Pet Shop and the cockatoo (Pet Sounds?), this last one was inherited to Suen when he died (obliterated by Straizo), feel free to use the read more option to check his lore, everything y'all need to know is there 🫶

He was meant to be relevant in part 2 but i wanted him to have a stand and lets be fr stands in part 2 make NO sense and it's like the easiest way to fuck up your story and make it completely inplausible so he is a part 3 oc now.

His story with Samael is quite complex but he is the reason why he turned half pillar man; in summary, Samael attacked him (slicing him right on the abdomen) as a revenge after finding out he also hunts, then he left his body in the archaeological ruins where Santana's tree was, the blood loss made the tree start feeding on him and the roots enveloped him, keeping him alive in some sort of symbiosis.

Once Speedwagon, Straizo and his disciples arrived (and everything we already saw on BT happens) the blood loss of Straizo's disciples and Speedwagon made the tree absorb even more, and that also made him regain consciousness, the first thing he noticed was Straizo turning himself into a vampire, but back then, the last mentioned had already been near Samael, in that way, Sarzo finds out his ex-boyfriend is alive and also with someone else.

Due to his distorted perception of love (because of his parent's toxic relationship) he feels that he actually never broke up with Samael, considering his closeness with Straizo as an infidelity, but instead of being mad with Samael, he gains an instense hatred towards Straizo and the need to get rid of him.

But he was unable to do anything at all since the roots of the tree kept him trapped, until the soldiers arrived and took Santana with them, cutting the structure in order to do so. They never realised there was something else there so the remaining roots that kept him enveloped ended up merging with his body, altering his organism and turning him into a pillar man (partially).

He got some of the pillar men abilities such as regeneration and another special ability, which was the control of the roots that already made part of his anatomy.

He spent years being lonely and moving in the shadows (just figuratively, since he was actually able to touch sunlight) until Dio got out of the ocean and started looking for people to fulfill his plan.

Since in the AU, Straizo survived the attempt, we could say that Dio considered him a threat to his plans because he was also a vampire (that as far as he remembered, he used to help the Joestar family), but in his way to catch Straizo, he also noticed Samael's existence as a vampire and also Sarzo's presence between Straizo and him.

Maybe because of that "gravity", he managed to convince Sarzo to work for him and get Straizo, because in that way, Sarzo would get his revenge, Dio would get rid of Straizo and Sarzo would be able to get Samael as "reward". But he was also able to absorb vampires in the way normal pillar men did, once Dio found out he was able to do that when he tried to fleshbud him, and because of that, he decided that the best way to keep him around was by using Samael to bribe him since Sarzo actually had the abilities to take him down if he wanted to.

Before joining Dio, Sarzo had already gotten both the lanner falcon (Pet Shop) and the moluccan cockatoo (Pet Sounds) as companion, he trained both of them for falconry (yes, including the cockatoo), so once he got to him, Dio saw the potential in both Sarzo and Pet Shop for being stand users, giving them both an arrow (for stand), Pet Shop had Horus, the sky, while Sarzo got Ra, the sun, this last one would be the 10th Glory God.

As i mentioned before (in the drawing) he has 4 sons, Suen of them being the youngest, he was the only one who was raised by his father because his mother died during childbirth, but Sarzo saw him as a opportunity to keep going with his plan in case something failed. But eventually he got attached to his son and teached him falconry as a way to connect with him. Suen actually loved his father, and once he got adopted by Straizo and Samael after his death, Straizo felt incredibly guilty by seeing the face of the man he killed everytime he looked at his adoptive son, since both the father and the son had an uncanny resemblance.

I'm still planning how Sarzo's and Straizo's fight went since Sarzo's stand ability is based on Sun's atmosphere (flare, coronal ejections and that kind of solar phenomena).

#jjba #jojo no kimyou na bouken #jojo's bizarre adventure #jojo no kimyō na bōken #jjba oc #jojo oc #jjba stands #pillar men oc

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kimiko24-art · 21 days ago

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Castello Mesías (Castle) JJBA OC (more AU lore and world building!!)

Finally finished the main villain for my Vento Aureo au!! Castello's first name means "castle" in italian, and the surname Mesias means "messiah" in Spanish. He is biracial, Italian and Spanish. His birthday is in December. I can't wait to resume making comics for this au again!! Now that I have the main cast complete I'm going back to that, and animations so look out for those soon pls!🙏🏽

🕍STORY/ INFO🕍

♟️On December 29th, 1968, Castello Mesías was born in Zaragoza, Spain. To half Italian father, Donato Mesías and Italian mother Teresa Mesías. Castello's father was often in and out of jail for various petty crimes. This constant instability led to an unstable household. Which forced Castello's mother to leave them behind in Spain, as she fled back to Italy. Castello lived in Zaragoza up until the age of 7 with his father. Eventually leaving the country, because of social stigmas and lack of income. The pair moved to Rome, Italy to pursue better opportunity. During that time in his adolescence, Castello witnessed an unsettling amount of injustice around him both in Spain and Italy. Particularly towards vulnerable groups of people like his father. Who's criminal background often led to constant discrimination by employer's and individuals around them. Despite working hard to turn his life around, Castello's father was condemned back to a life of crime out of desperation to survive. Essentially damned by society and those in power. This torment of his father stuck with Castello. The way the world responded to those who they deemed as unredeemable, lesser than, made Castello an incredibly bitter adolescent. Learning that the world doesn't give second chances, and once your considered "tainted" you become shit to everyone else. Watching his father being ostracized only added to his growing hatred. Which lead him to creating an organization called "I Dannati"(The damned/the fallen) in his early 20s. A place where those damned by the society around them could seek refuge, a safe haven of sorts. Accepting traitors thrown out from their own gangs, and other's who'd done seemingly irredeemable things amongst society. Even the extremely wicked or reprehensible individuals, men that evoked a strong sense of moral outrage due to their brutality or depravity were also welcomed. After creating this group, Castello migrated south to Naples and stationed his small, but ever growing famiglia there.

♟️Castello has a bit of a god complex, viewing himself as a messiah of for those he leads. Guiding those who seek a home, redemption from their past. Even the worst of people. These weren't people who were wrongly accused. Most were men who did terrible things and have no other place to go. Castello takes men from all walks of life in, under the only rule that they'll follow him and seek his version of redemption. If they refuse, or if they become traitors to him, he'll pass judgement on them. Which often results in death.

🕍STAND ABILITIES 🕍

🌗STAND NAME: (Həd) PE

🌗STAND CRY/SOUND: An extremely metallic sound. (Similar to a "horror shrill" used in the horror genre. As if two rusted pieces of metal were being scraped against one another.)

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♟️ (Həd) PE is a powerhouse stand known for it's cataclysmic raw strength, powered by its main ability. The stand is capable of leveling buildings with ease at full strength.

♟️(Həd) PE has two abilities, the first ability allows the user to see a person's deepest desires. Something Castello often uses to manipulate individuals into cooperating with him. Not only can he see people's desires but it makes him very good at reading them. It's main ability, however, is exchanging strength with other Stand users. Using other's souls as a sort of power supply. The Stand owner makes a "soul contract" with another Stand user. Transferring their power back to the Stand owner and vice versa, a two-way street giving both increased strength. However, the Stand owner gains double the power in return, it's an unequal exchange. This contract ability can be active with multiple individuals at once. Allowing the main user to have an endless power supply that stacks strength for it's Stand.

🕍OUR RELATIONSHIP🕍

♟️Originally Castello didn't really view Kimiko as a person at first, but instead a resource/investment. One that could strengthen him even more within I Dannati. At her most vulnerable, Kimiko sought safety and Castello weaponized her desperate state. Viewing her as a tool. His interest in Kimiko only valuable because of her potential, her Stand, and her capacity to be shaped into something powerful. That pretty much made a power imbalance from the very beginning. Kimiko only joined Castello out of desperation, not choice. The perceived protection, gave a false sense of safety to her. But it's a calculated move to draw her in before her abilities awaken. Shortly after Castello used his ability to create a soul contract with her. (which is currently still active with Kimiko.) Eventually though Kimiko learns first handedly of the terrible individuals within Castello's group. After nearly being assaulted of by one of said members, she flees to save her own life. Unbeknownst to her, when her Stand finally awakened after meeting Bruno and taking Polpo's test. Castello immediately has his men go out to retrieve what was his. Starting small by sending a few of his members to warn/intimidate her, before physically hunting her down himself when she doesn't comply. Which is the main reason she's being hunted down. She left him, "the savior of the damned", and to him it's not just betrayal but blasphemy in his eyes.. Like all others who leave I Dannati, she must be brought back or destroyed.

🕍INFO ABOUT "I DANNATI"(The damned/damned ones)🕍

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♟️I Dannati is an unrecognized faction within the underbelly of Naples, Italy. A group comprised of ex gang members/traitors exiled from their organizations, criminals, and/or morally corrupt individuals. All brought together under the cunning and charismatic Castello Mesías. A manipulative man who offers protection and power to those the world has cast aside. He plays the role of messiah and puppeteer in equal measure. The group operates with a structure that blurs the lines between cult, gang, and rebellion. Forgotten, and discarded men failed by justice, morality, or traditional power. I Dannati is still in it's infancy yet the group is expanding rapidly. The name "I Dannati" translates to "The Damned" or "Damned Ones" in English.

♟️One staple of this organization, is loyalty above all else. If you double cross this famiglia, the ones who risk their own lives by harboring you when no one else would. The consequence is death. It's your second chance in life, the only law to bend to Castello's rule and follow him undoubtedly.

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【TIDBITS】

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👤- Castello is written to be a direct contrast to Bucciarati, as both a leader and a man. While they may perhaps share small surface similarities, on a more deeper level they're fundamental very different with how they show up in the world.

👤- Castello acts as though he’s offering salvation, but in truth, he's enforcing obedience and control. Kimiko is not treated like a person, but as a weapon he discovered and wants to brand with his name. She’s seen as property, not a partner.

👤- Castello's vision started off with pure intentions, but along the way his morality became irreversibly twisted and corrupt. Instead of aiding those who were screwed over by the system. He uses his power and status to fuel his ego. The men he once led with purpose now nothing more than soldiers under his command, dogs.

A playlist for Castello🕍

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(Thank you guys so much if you read this far <3!! Like I said before I'm resuming comics again!! And will also be writing more often as well!! Please look out for those!!🙏🏽)

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feyclowns · 10 months ago

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a look at magic and the core system

the core system explanation and my loose idea of what magic is. this uh. this got long. this is a longass post.

my thoughts on magic

i have this idea that mother nature, while creating her earlier lifeforms, used magic as a sort of bind-all, something modeled after the overarching powers of time and creation, etc- giving them extra powers and extending their life (like a kid making their first ocs). most of her older creatures are on planes higher up and function on magic. as she got better with her craft she began to appreciate the complexity of making all those bits and pieces stuff on earth has, and the faster ebb and flow of life AND death. humans are one of her favorite creations.

magic is inherently chaotic. it exists in multiple forms, on multiple planes. it's something that touches things in a biological way and yet obeys physical laws set before it. it can be stored and used up. it can create more of itself. it can corrupt things. when mother nature realized it was a bad idea to give near-unlimited power to beings when she was creating ones of lower ability on the planes below, she changed magic and the creatures that used it- gave them weaknesses, sometimes bordering on the ridiculous, compulsions too. things to keep them in check.

i also like to think you can't entirely 1:1 seelie to humans on even a biological cell-scale. they just fundamentally are different.

magic's function

the more pure magic is, the more powerful it is- magic comes in all colors of the rainbow, but different colors have slightly different attributes. one can never truly filter one color out of magic entirely, as it needs all its components to function.

with the True Fey nearly extinct, the only beings that can use raw magic without the assistance of a device or sigil are genies, and i'd argue they got quite the short end of the stick considering their compulsion.

fairies, fey and their subspecies primarily function on purple magic. this stuff is filtered, diluted, as "neutral" as one can get. if you create magic rather than consume it, and your species functions on filtered magic, you cannot handle it raw. like, your body can't handle the extra energy. physically.

magical backup is when a fairy has so much magic in their system they cannot filter the chaotic energy that magic produces and explode.

filtered magic is also, simply, on paper, easiest to use. as a third party, non-seelie magic user- use raw magic while unprepared and get evaporated while changing the laws of physics. use overfiltered magic without the correct sigils and nothing happens except maybe a bitter taste in your mouth.

onto the core system.

the core system

the neural core is where magic flows freely up towards- the filter strains clean, purple magic from the magic produced by the central core. conscious wishes are also made from the brain connected to the core here.

the central core is where magic is generated. the central core takes calories and nutrients from ingested food (fairies have a stomach that is right next to their core) and converts it into magic. the core membrane acts as a storage for filtered magic in both areas.

the core pools are located at the base of the wrists of a fairy, which are where excess magic flows and stays in anticipation of use. when a fairy exhausts the magic from their pools, they must wait until they begin to refill from the reserves in the core membranes.

the inner cores are the most important part of the system; if this part of a fairy is damaged they will die. this part also holds the data for the rest of the body- if worse comes to worse, the inner cores will maintain the body parts left and rebuild the core system before completing the rest of the body. this is in part why fairies are so gd resilient. no inner core, no regeneration.

magic threads are what magic travels along throughout the body. they are thick, wide tubes that extend through the torso and extremities. the central thread is also called a nervous thread. during pregnancy, the body creates a sixth thread (and sometimes seventh) to deliver magic to the developing child's core.

fairies produce raw magic in their central cores. they have two cores- a central and neural core, which are connected to each other through the nervous thread and extend to their magic pools and flow magic through the body by the four magic threads.

anti-fairies are where all that excess magic goes when fairies filter it out. anti fairies don't need to generate magic or filter it- they can handle it just fine. they have a simpler core layout- a thick core membrane to hold their magic and the excess chaotic magic swirling about in their inner core. this enables anti-fairies to grant powerful rule-free wishes. anti-fairies tend to have strange colored magic threads, generally aligning with the color of their counterparts' eyes.

pixies are quirky things. pixies have the same amount of cores as their fairy cousins but do not produce raw magic. they instead need to feed on magical creatures (or take their magic supplements, as provided by pixies INC) to keep their core systems afloat. another issue is that most pixies' core filters still work- which would be fine if they produced magic. pixies overfilter their magic, leading them to use a highly complicated wand (along with several binding contracts) to utilize the magic still delivered to their core pools. (it's also a phone. why not toss that in for free? Head Pixie was feeling really nice when he made that decision.)

pixies have a very large core filter and membrane in their neural core, with a small central core and large magic pools. their magic threads are thin.

#gettin' biological #anti fairy biology #fairy biology #pixie biology #fairly oddparents #fop #the fairly oddparents

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simblorbo-bracket · 4 months ago

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FINALS - Simblr's Saddest, Wettest Meow Meow - Losers Bracket

Saxen (@herecirmsims) VS. Nancy Landgraab (@fallstaticexit)

(polls are presented left -> right unless stated otherwise)

The penultimate matchup of the entire tournament! The winner will break through the ceiling and re-emerge in the mainline finals! Who will go head to head against Geoffrey Landgraab for the title of Simblr's Saddest, Wettest Meow Meow?

What is a ‘Meow Meow’?

(taken from tumblr user @/torturelabyrinth) “The thing about a true poor little meow meow is they have to be 1) downtrodden 2) morally questionable at best 3) deeply and pathetically miserable”

Saxen

Things Sax does extremely well: fainting and bleeding (separately), fainting and bleeding (combination), rotting in bed, crying or being completely stoic (no in between), causing more problems while trying to fix his previous problems, omitting certain truths (aka lying).

Now, I don't know if he really counts as an SWMM because he's not a classic villain... but in his pursuit of Doing The Right Thing he has made some awful choices. Good intentions, poor outcomes.

I present the evidence beneath the cut:

Some of his crimes:

In an attempt to save his sister, he left his post and facilitated the escape of a world-devouring entity which he was supposed to help contain.

After his sister died he made another attempt to save her, via necromancy, and instead doomed her to an endless cycle of death and rebirth. Until recently, none of her reincarnations were healthy enough to survive infancy.

He befriended the parents of this latest incarnation without filling them in on the backstory, or his motives. After they were killed by his enemy, he took the baby and kept her hidden for 11 years (did she have grandparents, uncles, aunts? Yes, probably. He claims they couldn't have cared for her like he did and technicallyyyy he's right, since her survival required magic, but...)

He broke the arm of one of his 'adopted' adult kids (he has an enchanted cottage which has been a refuge for a lot of people) when said adult tried to prevent him from killing someone else. Yes, technically he did only push Thom and didn't intend for Thom to hit the wall so hard, but...

Long story short but his home world didn't end, it was just knocked out of its timeline for a while. Unfortunately, due to his actions on the day the Grim escaped (attacking portal guards and forcing his way through the rift, just as an unrelated-to-him group stormed the castle), he was a) assumed dead and b) immediately arrested on his return for treason and attempted regicide.

He's a constant menace and cause of stress to his man, the kindest and sweetest soul to ever live. He doesn't mean to be, it's just that his attempts to keep Fen safe often seem to involve risking himself in increasingly creative and fatal ways.

Why should you vote for Sax? Well, I think his endless complex trauma and the fact that almost all his misfortunes happened because he was trying to fix things/help people makes him pretty damn tragic and definitely very damp. He could do with a win. Plus... look at him. 🥲

Nancy Landgraab

What makes Nancy a Sad, Wet Meow Meow? Our famously known townie turned OC is the Queen of Melancholy. She's closeted, she's religiously repressed, she's h*rny, she's rich, she carries the burden of her deceased elder brother, she's the bane of her mother's existence. When she's not internalizing her self loathing, she's gazing longingly into the distance thinking about a life free of her mother's judgement and status that she never wanted in favor of running free through a sunflower field kissing beautiful women. And when she manages to actually show up for her two sons, she's still so emotionally detached that this will very much come up in a therapy session later. Her husband is almost on his knees begging for her to smile but she's still pining after her first love while being married to said husband (who's a second runner up for SWMM tbh).

She's a cheater, she's a liar, she's about to get into some risky, sketchy business, she disappoints her children, she's morally grey, she's a top, she's catholic, she's a cougar, she likes to splurge on dr*gs and strippers, the list goes on. ahhh.

#sswmm l finals #sswmm #inactive

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dustymoji-aac · 3 months ago

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Hello friends! :] I'm Dusty or FREAK. Welcome to my emoji blog! Please read through this pinned post before using my emojis.

But before all the important stuff, here's some info about me!

I'm 22 years old and my birthday is in april. I'm bigender, bisexual, and polyamorous. I use It/?/He/♡/She pronouns.

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I have DID

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onebug · 3 months ago

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soveru · 5 months ago

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Jedi Consular OC Headcanons

I told you... so there are another bunch of headcanons, but about Jedi Consular.

Spoiler alert under the cut :)

Well, his name is Solari Noxis, and he… well, suffer enought in my head 😅 (And i still didn't sure about his name)

His class in game is Sage, so he has many abilities to heal and protect, but also can make a choke if you're earn it

He's probably older than a Jedi Knight and Sith Warrior, but still younger than a Kallig (it's 25 years age diff lol)

Tall, but thin (196/72)

He is definitely more of a diplomat than a warrior. He will always prefer to solve a problem with words and come to an agreement (even with the Sith). But if the situation requires it, he is still one of the strongest force users in the galaxy with the strongest connection to the force.

In my head, he is an orphan and a half-blood Echani. But since the family died, no one knows for sure under what circumstances it happened.

He grew his hair simply because he was too lazy to cut it. And then he got used to it.

He has migraines since he shielded Masters Jedi from Vivikar.

Fan of an ancient history, probably knows a lot about mandalorian wars. Bookworm)

He actually uses any information and techniques that fall into his hands. Let's say - Noeticons and Rajivari source were used for good :)

Saved Vivicar. Because in his opinion it was the right thing to do. But sometimes I get the impression that under the influence of circumstances he developed a "savior complex"

I guess he hear about Kallig on Ilum (in my head she is the one who prevents Malgus became the emperor), but their first meet was on Yavin 4 during that Revanites things.

His relationship with Kallig probably a disaster 🤣

Especially considering that Kallig just constantly makes a bunch of caustic, sarcastic comments and he responds in kind.

When he with all his allies - he is a calm, wise Jedi Master. Dealing with Kallig - they both act like prickly teenagers. At least until Kallig disappeared for 5 years. (I hadn't enought sarcastic non-DS choices in dialogs, but I think he is the one who constantly wears the mask of "good behavior")

He is very calm, really. Despite his occasional sarcasm, he is probably the calmest and most phlegmatic of the four "iconic" force users of his time.

"Oh shit, here we go again" - most honest reaction for all that happens in DLC, especially when Malgus returned. I think he was the man that facepalming, while Kallig just "Oh, hello my dear friend that tryed to establish a new empire, guess what i did?"

I think he had many moments of "walking on the edge". This is especially true for my headcanons during the time when the eternal empire attacked the galaxy

Managed to earn himself scars on the left half of his face during the Alliance vs Eternal Empire (I headcanon that he was captured and tortured by the Eternal Empire or something like that 🌚, sorry boy)

He loves sweets, but few people know about it.

(yes i ship him with Kallig and i have many sketches about it))

I have some another headcanons about SI and few pictures, so i think i will publish it too

#swtor #star wars the old republic #jedi consular #jedi consular oc #headcanons #swtor headcanons #star wars #star wars oc #sw art #star wars art #swtor oc #oc: solari noxis

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clownhara · 1 year ago

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is there like a jester ocs 101 i do wanna learn about them

Putting these under a read more because this might get long

My family :)

Edward Roberts-Rosales: I made too many jokes about this bastard being my dad and now he's my dad. High key wants to fuck plants. Evades taxes like no ones business. Kind of a shit guy but it's funny to watch him mess up everything so we keep him alive for that alone Max Rosales: My better dad. Can really do so fucking much better than Edward but he settled </3. Is a plant man. Likes baking. Is the dad that actually loves me. Heron Rosales: I don't do to much with her but I'm trying to do more. Max's trans sister. Wants Edward dead and honestly, we don't blame her. Average chronic pain haver tbh please get her some Ibuprofen. Boaty McBoatface: My brother who is a boat. Edwards favorite son, despite being terrified of being on boats after he was the sole survivor of a ship wreck. I fuckinh hate this thing

Project Moon adjacent ones

Despise Domek (Or just Des): Local Enkphalin hooked rat. Goes by it/they but people close to it can call them she/her. There are two remaining people who can call them she/her. Steals things from people it likes to keep a piece of them, so don't invite them to your house. Things WILL go missing. Says the phrase "Well it didn't kill me so I'm fine" way to god damn often. Ambrose Domek: Not actually related to Des at all his parents just stole Des's parents last name. We heart religious fanaticism to the point of self harm!!!!!! Has two boyfriends and has convinced himself neither of them like him. Him and Des are besties :) Keith: Real Jester-heads remember Keith. I made this bastard before Ruina came out and he keeps fucking staying relevant to whatever game is out. How does he do it. Lobcorp him is Geb and Myo's adopted son, a Rabbit, and had a complex where he's gotta prove himself 24/7 and ends up getting his leg ripped off. Ruina him is trying to find Gebura again after the whole Library situation happened, and is wildly distraught after learning Myo's whole deal. Limbus Keith is content, much older, runs a weapons shop, and is gay married to Heathcliff. Jesus Christ I made him before the new translation of Lopcorp happened I think HOW LONG HAS HE EXISTED WHAT THE FUCK

Damien Domek: Also not related to Des, just took it's last name because he liked it. They are qprs though. Also is broke as shit but mostly stays out of the Rat lifestyle by just old fashioned robbing people. Loves lying to people for fun and profit, but he is honestly a pretty nice guy. Minus the lying

Randos

Arlo: Disgusting rancid cyborg scientist who needs to bathe and touch grass. I adore him though. Ellie: Arlos little sibling. She/they user. Kills people for money and feeds the bodies to the eldritch horror that follows her around Hector: The eldritch horror that follows Ellie around. usually just looks like a dilf tbh its easier for Ellie to explain. Can't actually speak so he usually just talks telepathically while making a bunch of hums, chirps, and clicks to mimic speaking.

Oleander: Local unethical scientist that unethicaled a bit too hard when trying to revive his even worse older brother and turned off most of his emotions manually to avoid coping with the mental toil. Sad! Many such cases. Can't feel any emotions other then joy now. Kinda sucks but he certainly doesn't seem to upset about it :)

Simon: Oleadners brother. Kinda. Moreso a robot piloting Oleanders brothers body. Fucking hates Oleander but after Oleander lobotomized himself Simon begrudgingly takes care of him now. Despite his complicated feelings, he's wildly overprotective.

Cybel: A robot Oleander made! They are meant to gather as much information as they possibly can in case some horrible event happens that kills off humanity. is quite literally indestructible. Likes ice cream.

Octavius: I made this guy to be a danganrompa villain back in high school and I succeeded too well. I fucking hate this fake ass bitch

Tabb: This fucking guy. Trapped in a time loop but he doesn't know and its technically not a time loop. Met his (now) husband ages ago but died shortly after meeting him, so he revived Tabb, then the two got married, then Tabb died again so Halt (the husband) revived him again but he lost his memories then halt died and Tabb revived him the Tabb died again so Halt revived him but he lost all his memories so they dated again and got remarried then Tabb died again and you get the idea. Very nice guy, a bit anxious, perfectly normal minus the dying thing. If it wasn't for him losing all his memories and Halt tampering with shit so he was in love with him i uh. Don't think he'd actually like Halt all that much tbh

Halt: Just wants to be happy with his husband :(. Sad he unethicaled all over that science. Hey are you noticinga theme here. Also he's a cat boy but thats really not relevant to his depression issues

Urge: Halts kinda milfy twin sister. Really sick of all of this loop bullshit because she gets to watch her bestie Tabb die repeatedly, so she packed up her bags and left. Can't be in the same room as Halt without them getting into a fist fight. Do you see the themeing with their namesan d their ideals. Halt is kinda halted in place but Urge keeps pushing forward because she has the urgeto move on. Do you see it. It is almost 1 am

Russel: A kid that got roped into this whole mess because he walked in on a Tabb revival tube without permission. Sticks around Urge most of the time. Had a bad homelife to put it mildly, so Urge took him in.

Theres way more of these bastards but these are the most relevant ones. I am going to bed now. Goobnight

#asks #scp-168 #ocs #my ocs #I'll probs pop this in the queue like 90 times so it circulates for a while.

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tirfpikachu · 2 years ago

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cis/bio/non-trans women, transmasc people, transfem people and intersex folks are all oppressed under the patriarchy in unique ways, especially if they're gay/bi as well. being a nuancefem means exploring every single side of this, and not putting one experience as inherently worse than another. it's all about what the specific person is actually experiencing. you can be oppressed on one axis and privileged on another; all of us are both in some way or another, and we all need to speak up on our experiences and boost voices of those going through things we aren't. i am against creepy "cotton ceiling" rhetoric, misogyny, homophobia and detrans stigma in trans activist spaces, and against racism, intersexism, genuine transphobia and ableism in radfem spaces. i boost the voices of misogyny-affected people of all kinds on this rad-leaning feminism blog. my experiences as a gnc woman in a wheelchair who had chronic dysphoric for 13+ years affects my feminism very deeply. i love my trans gyns <33 i know the struggle, and i will fight against trans stigma tooth and nail. i am also post-gender without being trans, and i believe more cis women should be! gender is fake, we should all be free to express ourselves under the heteropatriarchy however we want to.

as an ex-camgirl who was traumatized and exploited in the industry, i am very critical of the sex industry but care deeply for those who must rely on it to survive. selling access to your body is risky. you can never take back those pictures/videos/acts, and disgusting cis men can share those around even if you quit, and often will weaponize those against you even years later, possibly ruining your chances at future work or personal relationships and irl reputation. your consent cannot be removed. the internet will most likely keep those forever and old creeps with disgusting ideas of female/ofab people & transfemmes will get off to it. it is not a safe industry. so many videos out there are genuine sexual abuse and coercion. no porn site is ethical. i am critical of the industry, not its victims and the people who use it to survive. i want a better world for us all. please reach out if you're in it and trying to get out, or out of it and still traumatized. it's not your fault that your consent was purchased. you deserved better.

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tootoomanycats · 11 months ago

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Boiling Over

Suguru Geto x Personal Chef Smut

Pairing:

Pent Up Geto Cult Leader x OC Fem

(can also be read as reader insert)

Word Count: 3,576 words

Summary: Geto realizes that his new cook has started to put disgusting notions into his daughters heads. After tucking the girls to bed, he finds holding the lid on his anger challenging and complex. It is time to have a talk with this vile monkey; only things don’t go according to plan.

Warnings:

Language usage refers to non-sorcery users such as monkeys and animals and uses verbiage degrading non-users' ideology. (It's Geto; I am only trying to stick to how I think he would internally speak about us muggle folk.)

Enemies arguing to unexpected smut.

Mentions of premature ejaculation. (we make sure he knows he’s still wanted)

Minor mention of a potential eating disorder for Geto.

Author Notes:

Hello Everyone! I promise I am still working on rewriting Performances, but I had to stop because my brain would not let me get any sleep until I got this little one-shot out and edited. I never planned on writing any JJK content, but this is my lesson in never saying never. Honestly, I don't know if this will be a stand-alone one-shot or if it will develop into a short story. Either way, I hope you'll like it! As always if you like what you have read please remember that fanfic writers live off of likes, comments and reblogs- we wont admit it but we all have praise kinks.

Have you watered your writer today?

Each long stride only allowed more anger to fill his lungs.

That disgusting, foul-breathed cretan. How dare she encourage such thoughts in their minds? To speak of this dementedly wicked world like the Garden of Eden, like it was something worth protecting.

When it is creatures like her that ruined its oasis. This was just more evidence to go through with his plan of wiping them out of existence.

Silence filled the long, winding corridors in the late hour—only the soft shuffles of his steps to be heard. The time spent wandering, stewing in the whirlpool of thoughts, was unknown. Be it subconsciously or with intention, he came to stand before the kitchen door.

Finger paints covered the wood in various colors and shapes and crudely drawn animals. No doubt, the artistic freedom given to the girls by that damn woman. Another distraction put in front of them that should instead be spent studying and growing more substantial for the future, his future.

Fingers massaged at his temple, and that damn under-eye twitch was back. Before turning to continue on the walk of rage, a faint light shined from under the door.

The source’s inconsistent flickering made it obvious it was a flame light, not the usual overhead bulbs. A shadow was moving about, its lines from under the door jam shifting around. Was someone trying to find a late-night snack? Curiosity got the better of him as the door cracked open, the well-oiled hinges making no noise to give away his presence.

There, at the kitchen island, sat the bane of his existence. A single candle was her only light source as she made notes in a thick-bound journal. Books littered across the counter’s surface that she was scanning between.

After spending two hours tossing and turning in bed, Hope had given up on sleep finding her tonight. What time would have been spent dreaming was now used to research and plan instead.

In the short time since coming to the estate, she realized how out of her depth she was. Growing up on a farm had taught her many valuable tidbits that rolled over into the new career of personal cook.

Sadly, though, most of the knowledge of common fruits and vegetation was useless now due to being on foreign soil. Not to mention, all the meals commonly made here were a complete novelty to her.

All day, the worry of not knowing a simple dish to make for the girls if one got sick filled her head.

She felt lucky that it was still summer, but fall and winter would soon come, so it was best to start studying basic soup stocks and how to preserve them now.

Just as exhaustion began to creep its way up her spine, the face of that egotistical man came to mind. She groaned, remembering how he had already refused everything but the boiled, unseasoned chicken breast. A previous warning of how picky her new boss was had first been brushed off, but now she only saw it as something more concerning.

When inquired, the girls only looked at each other before explaining how their father seemed to struggle with food. Something about how things always seemed to taste putrid: Hope made a mental note to inquire if there were meals that would not be so vehemently refused going forward.

“I see I am not alone in burning the late-night oil.” Geto had to hold in the smug smirk at watching Hope almost jump out of her skin when making his presence known.

Stepping closer to the kitchen island, his eyes scanned its counter’s contents. Multiple subjects filled the open pages, text outlining photos and drawings of local flora and fauna in Japan, while another explained cultural customs entwined with particular meals.

“Homework?” he asked, keeping the tone of the question light, almost teasing. Anger still simmered just below the surface, the lid of feigned equanimity keeping it in check.

She quickly closed the notebook, gathered the books, and walked backward while responding. “Just menu planning and figuring out what to plant in the garden first.”

Mirroring his strained smile, she still tried to calm the racing of her heart from being caught off guard by his presence. “W-What has you up so late?” Gulping when the evident anger in his eyes seemed to be barely masked by the smile on his lips.

With each step he took further into the space, she took one back-feigning needing to put the books back in their place, on the opposite end of the island. Something deep and primal warned not to turn her back to him.

Hands going back into their usual hiding place in the sleeves of his haori, he stopped where she had just been sitting. Magnanimous in allowing the useless cook her space.

“I just tucked the girls into bed. They were having difficulty falling asleep, and I couldn’t figure out why for a while until they started asking some peculiar questions.” Geto tilted his head, the candle’s light only illuminating one half of his face while the other became shrouded in the darkness of the night.

Even in the dimly lit space, the fear on her face was clear as day. Teeth ground together as realization dawned on him; at first, he had chalked up what she had told his daughters as common monkey ignorance. But now, in the fearful response of shirking away from him, it became apparent that she knew exactly what she had done.

“Oh? What kinds of questions?” Hope’s palms began to sweat, making it hard to hold the books.

She had no shame in introducing the importance of protecting living things, nor held abasement in teaching how the circle of life affected everyone, including Nanako and Mimiko. However, this did not make her oblivious to the potential backlash of such actions.

She laid the books down on the edge of the counter before straightening her posture; if she were to be fired or threatened, then he would have to do it while seeing her head held high.

What was once a simmering pot now started to boil. It was one thing to play stupid with him, but it was another thing entirely to look proud while doing it.

Taking a step forward, he spoke sternly, “Yes. It seems they have these ideas suddenly.” Another step. “Notions I have taught them that will not be allowed in the future I am creating. You wouldn't happen to know where they got those from, would you?”

He now stood only a few short strides from her and the corner she had put herself in. Watching as she stood taller with each step, even puffing her chest out. She was brave; he would give her that. Bravely stupid.

Hope’s eyes dropped down from where he now stood to the books before her. With a deep breath, she calmly spoke the answer he was trying to pull from her. “Yes, I had asked them what vegetables would be best to grow in the garden earlier today. As it turns out, they didn't know, and neither did I. So I found a book, and the three of us took turns reading and learning.”

Wetting her mouth, she continued before glancing up to see the anger on his face build. “The girls started to have more philosophical questions on which I gave my opinions on.”

Fear spread through her bones as he quickly walked into the small space that was left between them. Turning to face the outrage on his face, back facing the island as her hands held onto its edge for the needed stability of what was to come.

“Who are you to fill their minds with such disgusting notions?” The pot's lid danced over the boiling rage held within. The candlelight illuminated both of them clearly, making it possible to watch as shock filled her face at his statement.

At first, her jaw hung open until the feeling of offense had her back to defend herself. “You may think it disgusting, Your Radiance, but like it or not, the reality is that those girls are starting to realize that not everything in this world is horrible. There are things worth enjoying now, not just when you create some theoretical future.” Though her words rang with strength, her body responded in alarm at watching the monster before her shift through so many emotions.

“They are my children! And much too young to be curious about such things.” The lid crashed to the ground as the emotions finally boiled over the pot’s opening. His voice had raised before quieting back down.

“They are growing girls, just three years shy of being teenagers! How can you not see that they are becoming curious about the world around them? Both have questions, yet you refuse to acknowledge it.”

Wrath filled his eyes, his usually fake pacifying expression vanishing to show the true nature of his feelings as he crowded her further with a sneer, twisting his lips. “Oh? What questions would be so important that they would go to a vile monkey for answers instead of me?” His tone was dangerous, threatening, and low.

She could feel the hair on the back of her neck rise; he did not expect such rage to be mirrored back. “I may be a monkey, but at least they feel safe enough to tell me when they like a boy.”

Shock started filling his face as she took the chance to be the one now leaning in. “Tell me, how do you plan to explain to them that you will cause the death of their crush?”

Her eyes flicked back and forth between his; he was so close that she could feel the heat of his breath across her nose. Blood thrummed in her veins at how hard her heart pounded.

The butcher-block wood creaked under her white knuckle grip, and her back pressed firmly against the counter as he further cornered her in. If this is how she died, then so be it; it will have been worth it to have finally shoved reality into the maniac's face.

Large palms and long arms became caged bars around her, nails scratching groves into the woodgrain. “A crush is a trivial thing.” He leaned further, pressing his chest forward, forcing her spine to bow back uncomfortably. The stiff lip of the wood now bit painfully into her haunches.

Delicate fingers gripped the front of his gojogesa, desperate to have any control of how he continued contorting her upper body. His head tilted to whisper into her ear, “They will learn that a monkey’s place is beneath them.”

Geto hated weaklings and abhorred their very existence. It was revulsion, not excitement, that caused the fluttering in his stomach when their cheeks brushed.

Loathing how it should have been disgust, not pleasure when her breasts pressed against his chest with each shuddered breath she took.

He should have felt repulsed when realizing how perfect the closeness of their height was and how easy it would be to connect further.

It’s because of the years of celibacy that she was so sensitive, Hope told herself.

Why else would such a monster cause the sensation of pooling hot honey to form in her belly? How, when Geto shifted his weight to press the muscle of his hips against hers, a whimper caught in her throat that pride refused to let out.

It must have been the lack of touch for so long that had her eyes fluttering shut when he nuzzled his nose into her temple.

Monsters did not fathom such intimate affection.

Monsters would not wrap such large hands around the back of her neck, gripping the corded muscles of her throat in such a dizzying way.

She would not lift onto the counter and widen the distance of her thighs for a beast to slot between them so perfectly.

Surely, such a creature would not brace his other hand around the center of her back to press further for contact. The sensation of the growl emanating from its lungs shooting to her core.

It was because his nose had become accustomed to the disinfectant spray that he was so sensitive to her smell. Internally berating himself for nuzzling into the hairline above the cook’s ear, lemon verbena, and citrus mixed pleasantly among the uplifting notes of her scent.

Geto couldn’t refrain from pressing firmer into her hairline, gulping in deep breaths of Hope’s scent.

The grip on the back of her neck tightened further; confirmation of the creature’s ability to still breathe came in how she tried and failed to hold back a second low moan.

His own response vibrated from how feminine hands gripped the thick fabric on his back and along his rib cage. Cursing at the way, soft, long legs dragged upward along the sides of his hips before wrapping around to press him closer. Silk robe falling open from the movement to show matching panties.

It was unbelievable how quickly his cock hardened, straining against the white cloth of his momohiki. He could feel the heat radiating from her core, even with the five layers of Buddhist robes between them.

How many years had it been since he had touched himself, let alone such a tempting, vile animal?

Hope bit her bottom lip at the delicious pressure against her core. If she hadn’t been so swept up in the moment’s intensity, she might have been embarrassed about the wet spot that could be felt already in her underwear.

Skin growing hot as her body craved more contact and friction. The hands that previously gripped his clothes now reached up to thread into the long tendrils of the brutes hair.

Fingernails scraped against his scalp before grasping firmly to pull the face away from hiding against her cheek. The strangled gasp he made caused her walls to flutter; what other noises would this monster of a man make?

The site that greeted her was breathtaking: flushed cheeks, eyes wide with shock and pleasure, and an oh-so-tempting pout to kiss.

Gone were the fake smiles, disgusted glares, and angry scowls. Now what stood before her was a desperate mess of a man whose cock was so hard it could be felt through the many layers of clothing.

She felt relief from the sight before her; a previous worry that he was toying with her dissipated. No one would be able to deny his desire from how hard he was breathing, his own hands clinging to her like a lifeline.

Suguru was a man who had faced his fair share of dangerous and terrifying situations in his lifetime. He prided himself on keeping calm and making calculated choices during high-stress moments.

So panic began to set in when he found moving from this frozen position impossible. The way her hands had gripped his hair, forcing them to hold eye contact, had his cock throbbing. Panic rose higher from the sensation.

She kept glancing at his lips; this wasn’t good.

Willing his lungs to work and throat to open, a quiet but hoarse word came out. “No.”

It was Hope’s turn to pout. Her legs locked tighter around him. In reality, he could break free from her so easily; the fact that he wasn’t just proved how much his body languished for contact.

Her eyes pleaded as she took in his image, memorizing it and burning it into her mind. “Please.” she quietly asked in return. Hips rocked gently against his to help emphasize her ask.

All movement paused at hearing an odd sound. Her brow furrowed in question at the noise he made suddenly, his face contorting to one that could be described as painful. Had she hurt him just now?

Geto eyes shut as the sudden climax continued quivering through him. Its shame was felt running down his stomach, legs, and clothing. He refused to look, to see her expression once she realized what had just occurred.

Hope's concern grew as he stayed still and closed off, contrasting how he clung to her a moment ago. The grip in his hair melted into gentle touches on his cheek, cupping his face to see if she could coax him to look at her.

Hormones and endorphins craving the intimacy once more.

When his eyes still refused to open, she scanned more of him to find the source of the sudden change. That’s when she spotted it; instantly, it all made sense.

The relatively sizable wet spot formed on his clothes was proof of what occurred. Warmth spread to her cheeks as sinful thoughts began to race in her mind, the desire for more growing.

Biting her bottom lip, she murmured- “Again.”

His eyes sprung open wide, disbelief shaping the expression. Their eyes met as he processed her expression of hunger.

The gentle touch of her hands on his cheek shifted to clasping the side of his face in place. Hips tilted as she pressed her core to where the wet spot lay on him.

His mouth was agape in shock at the feeling of being nuzzled along his jawbone, the sensation trailing a line to his ear where a whisper was pressed against its shell. “I want another one, please.” The ask was sweet and sincere, even begging.

Words failed him as a hand gently guided his own from the counter across the warmth of a plush thigh to someplace much hotter.

A palpation hit his ribcage when feeling thin satin fabric, saturated and slick. Shuttering when Hopes’s fingers encouraged his own to press more firmly against the spot.

Her resounding whine brought him back from the out-of-body experience.

The overwhelming rage from before shifted into something much more savage and ravenous. Years of repressed urges bled to the surface; sturdy fingers gripped into the base of her hair like a handle to be pulled back from him, the movement forcing her skull to tilt up.

It felt impossible to catch any breath as it heaved erratically between the groaning and growls, responding to how desperate legs clung to him. Any previous control had spilled from the pot that now boiled over.

Another hand raised to cup her face with the same tenderness she had shown him just moments ago, watching how her eyes repeated their glances to his lips again.

Finally, he leaned in.

“Shhh, I know where she hid the cookies from earlier.” Multiple footsteps could be heard getting closer and closer outside the door. Mimiko and Nanako both telling the other to be quiet, annoying the other with each repeated response given back and forth.

Hope and Geto’s eyes widened as the reality of their situation quickly sunk in. Her mouth opened and closed like the koi fish in the pond outside, and before she could say a word, the maniac was gone.

Her brain struggled to process his disappearance, the movement inhuman in its speed. The limbs that once were held up against the other body flopped from no longer having something to grip onto.

As the kitchen door slowly opened, she scrambled off the counter and ripped open one of the fridge doors to hide her overtly flushed face. Praying that its cold air would help calm down her heart rate.

She was panicking as she quickly fixed the front of her silk robe back in its proper place.

Hidden outside the kitchen’s veranda, Geto stood in horror as the events that had just transpired replayed in his mind.

Dismay that the truth about who started the whole situation was him. What was worse was that as hard as he tried to feel the disgust he so proudly touted for her kind, he could only feel how hard he was--again.

Realization dawned on him of how dangerous the cook was as he shifted Hopes’s title from monkey to succubus.

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gece-misin-nesin · 5 months ago

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wait. so I dont know anything about genshin and idk if you'd even want to do this but feel free to tell me a sort of summary ig of your favorite character.. <- personally ive often thought about how crazy Jasons story is out of context so I thought this might be fun

Okay so, my genshin faves are complicated because of the sheer amount of characters. My no 1 is definitely Lumine, but she uhh. Has no concrete personality ingame, so I treat her more like an OC (not a self-insert. I want to highlight that, because I like Lumine best when she's as unhinged as possible)

However, out of everyone else...Scaramouche takes the cake, probably.

To explain him I need to explain Raiden Ei. She's the ruler of Inazuma and Goddess of Eternity, and after her twin sister dies, she spirals. She decides that she's going to make a puppet/robot to rule Inazuma in her stead and her own consciousness will be sealed in a sword. And she wants to put uer Gnosis in the pupet. A gnosis is like...an object that is the absolute symbol of a god's authority/power. They're pretty strong.

So, Ei creates her first puppet. It doesn't have a name, but it cries at night. So, Ei thinks the puppet doesn't have what it takes to hold the gnosis and leaves him somewhere in a (poor) attempt to give it 'freedom'.

This puppet is taken in by locals, esp a smithing family, and is named Kabukimono. The place they live, Tatarasuna is suffering a bit due to the fact that a god was slain there and that tends to have bad effects on nature and shit.

Anyway uhh things get really bad, Kabukimono asks for aid from the Shogunate (the government) bc he has an object from Ei which shows he's important. The help doesn't come. A foreign engineer comes and tries to help, and eventually tells Kabukimono that he has to take some object to the Mikage Furnace to fix the problem in Tatarasuna, and then it turns out Kabukimono's friends are like. All dead. And hos friend killed a servant (?), took their heart and gave it to that engineer to save Tatarasuna & I guess bc Kabukimono doesn't have a heart? Kabukimono is betrayed by this abject cruelty, and tears this heart up.

(He has a real complex abt not having a heart)

Then he comes across a sickly child and they take care of each other. They promise to never leave each other and well...the kid dies. Kabukimono, now Kunikuzushi, takes this as his third betrayal after his mother and his friend, and burns down his and the kid's house to kill himself and cremate the kid. It doesn't work. He is then recruited into the Fatui, a "diplomatic" organization of another country Snezhnaya. By diplomatic I mean they assassinate, bribe, blackmail, experiment, human traffick, all sorts of shit. Their goal is to gather the all 7 Gnoses. Kunikuzuhi becomes the 6th Harbinger of the Fatui, the higher ups basically, and starts going by Scaramouche, The Balladeer (he has lots of names. trans icon fr).

He murders all the prominent smithing families of Inazuma (I think 6?) but spares his friend's descendants.

ALL THIS is 400-500 centuries before the actual game.

In the present, he meets Lumine & co in a limited time event to kill her, but doesn't get the chance. He says "The stars..the sky. It's all a gigantic hoax" in a very important and vague lore reveal and fucks off.

In the main story, he's in Inazuma's main story. He's running a delusion (a weapon that harms its users) factory in inazuma, selling this shit to one of the sides in the current civil war. One of Lumine's friends is killed (he's an npc who has no screentime so no one really gives a fuck though). Lumine confronts him, loses (my pookie is underpowered in canon okay...her powers were stolen from her). Yae Miko appears and I just realized I forgot to explain her to you. She's a kitsunde and Raiden Ei's familiar. Back when Scaramouche was created she was all like 'kill it' about him to Ei and iirc she was the one he went to help for during Tatarasuna. Anyway, Miko trades Ei's gnosis for Lumine's life.

Scaramouche defects from the fatui because all he's wanted these centuries was to have a heart and become a god because he views this as his life's sole purpose and without it he has no value whatsoever ✌

He's then in the next chapter of the main story, not in Inazuma but in Sumeru! To explain sumeru here would be. A lot. But basically the government of sumeru imprisoned their god 500 years ago and now they're building a huge robot/mecha body for Scara to become a god. Scaramouche is working w Dottore (2nd Harbinger, the guy who recruited him and has been experimenting on him since he joined, probably). The Sages of the Akademiya (the government of sumeru) are doing all sorts of shit to get the amount of energy s ara's god body needs, which makes Nahida, their imprisoned god, pretty angry. God!Scaramouche is essentially the main antagonist of Sumeru's story, Lumine and Nahida fight him in the end. As Nahida takes the electro gnosis from him he says "Anything but the gnosis! I'll...never go back!" in one of the best voice acting ive ever heard.

After all this, he is essentially Nahida's prisoner lol since the fatui refused to take him back. Also he lost the gnosis. Some shenanigans later, and he and Lumine are in irminsul (the tree which holds all the memories in the world). Scara finds out that his friend who betrayed him all the way back when? Didnt betray him. It was a setup by Dottore, who was the foreign engineer, and he killed Scara's friend, then gave Scara his friend's LITERAL HEART to carry.

Scaramouche, enraged, tries to erase himself from Irminsul (suicide), hoping it undoes all the bad he's done.

This...doesn't work. Because someone cannot erase THEMSELVES from Irminsul, nor can erasing smth from irminsul actually change the past.

Now, Lumine is not from Teyvat (this whole setting), so she isnt affect by Irminsul fuckery. But everyone else? If smth is erased from Irminsul it's bye bye. So Lumine is pretty pissed that the guy shes basically enemies with is running around free. She searches for him and fins that he's some random guy who..doesnt rewlly have a name (he's called the wanderer) who is amnesiac and thinks he has been wandering the world the kast 500 years without purpose. Lumine explains, shit happens, Wanderer gets his memories back! He's like 'even tho no one remembers me, by bad deeds remain. I will atone' and starts working with Nahida as her. Like, right hand man I suppose? While regaining his memories he has this whole 'fighting against yourself/who you used to be' trope and gets a Vision! An object that gives elemental powers to people who recieve it. It's believed you get it when your ambition is 'recognized by the gods' (fucking lies, we dont know shit about visions still 😭)

And I guess that's about it..? I recommend watching his teaser/trailer/demo/whatevers, they're very nice. Just search Wanderer trailer lol

Thank you for the ask!! :))))

#scaramouche #wanderer #genshin impact #ask #also i do NOT remember the details of his kabukimono stuff so thats probably wrong #but should be the gist of it

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