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yael-art-den · 1 year

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OC Masterlist: Ankh-Ruhak

Name: Ankh-Ruhak Lotus Gender: Male, He/him pronouns, but in reality it's just whatever Race: Au-Ra (Au Ra Raen) Class / Job: Monk (41 at the moment of writing) / Ex Criminal Guardian: Nald'Thal

Physical description: Ankh is shorter than most Au-ras, at around 1,90m tall. He is lean, with little body fat and muscles mostly from running and doing monk-shit. He is not very physically strong, resorting to dexterity and sucker punches more than anything. His right top horn is broken, and has a dark-brown leather patch on his right eye, from wich you can see dark marks coming out of.

Personality: Ankh is a cynical son of a bitch. He has the core belief that people are selfish and evil by nature, and loves to argue with people about the futility of what they're trying to do, especially the Scions and Ume. In reality, he deeply believes that, if something as bad as the world can be saved, maybe also he can be as well. He never talks much about himself, up to the point that his answer to his other party members about his age is just "older than you".

Lore summary:

Got left to die by his old group in the Cataclysm, survived the whole scuffle but got permanently corrupted by it, and the whole world turned it's back to him.

Getting abandoned at the end of the world had a toll on him, and that started his whole mentallity of "If I dont get what I need, I Will take it by force", and a world view of just, living day to day until another apocalypse happens and finally wipes us all out.

After he met one of his party members (Ume'to, Miqo'te Sage), he started leaning into the whole "adventurer" thing as a way to make money, not because he believed an asshole like him could actually be a hero. In his mind, he is just "pretending" to be one of these old heroes to scam people. He will get better once he is done going through The Horrors (Having friends)

Ankh-Ruhak, Caikhurst and Ume'to, his other party members. Caik belongs to @platinum-crystal

#OC masterlist #ffxiv oc #Random info about him: he has a backstory childhood friend that is still allive and WILL appear eventually once i get her design down #maybe i'll even make her as a secondary character #he likes pets specially stray dogs but refuses to actually adopt any #he has full vision on his right eye and thats where his crystal actually is #Ume is the one closest to him as a friend. from his POV he has a “cool uncle” relationship with caik #< (Not true)

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everylevihan · 1 year

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#levihan #mangacaps #yey this account is still allive tho #i just got out from hospital

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rinnysmuses · 9 months

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hancock: wow these hills stretch for malms. were they not alive with the sound of demons :)

me: i really hate u]

#;ooc #THE HILLS ARE ALLIVE..........

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wind-becomes-lightning · 2 years

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Wrote this a few days ago, put it into drafts, its not finished but i dont think it ever will. its non fanfiction stream of consciousness of my mind.

I wrote this yesterday in my head and somehow, now that I actually have a document in front of my eyes, I can’t remember the beginning. I’m sure it was a snappy beginning, something cool and artsy, that now has slipped my mind. Oh well.

Primarily, I was thinking about a song. A song written by German acapella group Wise Guys and that I first heard on a cold November night in 2016. The song is called “Ein Engel” or “An Angel” and yes I know how this sounds, but bear with me.

The first time I heard that song was in a concert hall in south Germany on a cold day in November in 2016. The band, which had always been a favourite of mine, even in my very long years of “German music is the worst” was doing a final tour together before splitting up in summer 2017. So I was there at their last concert in the area, with my mom, her boyfriend, my brother and his then girlfriend, now wife.

When the lights went lower and the room’s atmosphere got more intimate and they announced this song I did not know until then, mostly because I had not very thoroughly listened to their newest albums at this point, I couldn’t help but feel ripped out of the scenery and planted back a year earlier.

See, my father died in October 2015. Terrible stuff. Last time we had been at the Wise Guys concert, he’d been there with us, instead of my mom's new boyfriend this time. He’d not sung along as far as I know because he wasn’t the type, but I remember him watching us having fun and having fun at us having fun. He later bought us T-Shirts and a poster and a CD that we listened to the entire car ride home. He did this a lot, enjoying himself when we enjoyed ourselves. When I was 14 he picked me and two school friends up form a boyband concert and when he turned on the CD-player it was my cd of that boy band playing. He had picked it up from my room just to do us that specific favour after the concert.

That year in November I was not far from the place I was in November 2015 around a similar time. It was actually just a few streets down. My mother and I drove down to this city to attend a prayer, which is called a “Taize-Prayer.” And no, neither of us are very religious, but let me introduce to you what that is. Taize is a tiny village somewhere in the mountains of France, you can go there and find spirituality or something, I have not been.

But what is very distinctive about it, is that it has these easy to sing along songs that repeat over and over again, sometimes 10 minutes long for four lines. They are in different languages and they exist in all kinds of languages. Even if you can’t speak the language, after a few times repeating you just fall in with the singing crowd. And that is what it is meant to do, string you along as you let your mind turn off and just sing. You can close your eyes, you can stop singing and listen to the others. It’s what I imagine meditation is like.

Well, sometimes the catholic (maybe also protestant?) churches hold a Taize prayer like that, lots of candles, lots of singing, a few actual prayers in between. We went that day, my mom and I, my brother was there with his girlfriend too, because my dad had died a month ago and we felt like it was right. It was just a day before we were gonna drive out in the rain to the forest where we buried his urn, so it also fit the general vibe of the weekend.

During that evening, in which I sat freezing on a church seat staring at a candle right in front of me, because facing it all seemed too much, we sang a song that has since ingrained it into my brain. It goes like that: “Meine Hoffnung, meine Freude, meine Stärke, mein Licht (My hope, my happiness, my strength, my light)// Christus meine Zuversicht, auf dich vertrau ich und fürcht’ mich nicht, auf dich vertrau ich und fürcht’ mich nicht (Chris my confidence, I trust in you and don’t fear, I trust in you and don’t fear)”. It is religious, you see, but what hit me so hard was this idea of needing a light to shine for you. Maybe that makes no sense to you reading this, but it did to me.

When it is november and cold, and dark and your father has just died a month ago, all you wish for is someone to bring you hope and light and happiness and strength. I wanted someone like Christ to come and help me trust in him, be my confidence. But unfortunately I’m a non-believer, as much as that could have helped with those times. Telling myself my Dad was still there looking over me, that God was holding his hand or whatever, instead of sitting in his empty bedroom with his sweater on and crying my eyes out. Certainly would have been better.

So here I was, a similar place, a year had gone by. The first Christmas without my dad, when I had to listen to my mom say she thinks she killed my father and then in turn having to tell her that no, deciding to turn off life support when someone is no longer able to survive on their own is not killing them, came and went. My first year half an orphan also passed by. And soon I was back here again, low lights, not candles this time, songs that I could fall into and sing along at first and then one I did not know was suddenly announced to me.

The Wise Guys did acapella, often songs with humour in them, songs that made me laugh. They have an entire rap about the story of Hamlet that always gets a chuckle out of me. But my favourites were always the more serious ones, when those older men show off their songwriting abilities from many years of writing. Our family particularly loves “Radio” which is a song that essentially tells the story of a couple driving through the rain in a convertible while the radio is blasting music and not caring about getting wet. When it plays in our family car we all sing along so loud, it’s like we are the radio.

“Ein Engel” is not like “Radio” or not even like the ones tattooed on my heart like “Herbst am See (Autumn at the lake)” or “Das Wasser (The water)”. It is not even the most acapella heavy song, it has nice harmonies and such, as many of them do, but it is not remarkable in that way. It is rather simple I think and yet, I was taken by it so much that I briefly considered leaving the concert hall to go hide in a toilet stall, before I could pull myself together.

The song is about a guardian angel that is always with you, and no, I know what you think, it is not meant religiously. I think it is very explicitly not meant religiously. The symbolism of angels is just too easy to use with what they want to talk about. In religion, at least in catholic christan one of the south german variants that I was exposed to growing up, a guardian angel is sent by god to look over you, make sure you are fine and keep you safe. Because God loves you so much or whatever they say.

This song, however, is not about that really. It opens with lines like “Ein Engel, der dir deinen Weg weist" (An Angel who shows you the way) & “Ein Engel, der dich an die Hand nimmt” (an angel that takes your hand.) You think: this is religious stuff, ugh, but then the verse ends with “Du sagst, diesen Engel gibt es nicht, doch dieser Engel ist da (You say, this angel does not exist, but it is there)” only to follow in the chorus with “Dieser Engel ist da, jeden Tag in verschiedenen Gestalten” (this angel is there, everyday with different faces)” // “Doch er ist leicht zu übersehen, denn er kann überall sein” (he is easy to miss, because he can be everywhere).

That’s the thing, you know, it is not about an angel, it's about all of them. It hit me instantly as I sat there listening to it, that the song was right, that it was neatly fitting into a reality I’ve had all my life. Sometimes you are meant to meet people, they are meant to help you move forward and deal with life. You can call that God’s love if you want, but I always believed destiny was a thing, that some meetings are not just stupid happenstance, but that they are meant to be.

Whatever you say, I will not stop believing that meeting two wonderful boys, my bestest friends in the world, right after I broke up with my first boyfriend in summer 2009 and with him lost most of my friend group, was not destiny. And no, my first boyfriend was not a terrible monster, at least not at first, and I just had his friends as my friends and naturally that ended with me no longer loving him. THere was no bad blood - at first at least- I was just very lonely.

That was when I met this guy, my age, a little weirdo nerd like me. We talked about anime and such and he introduced me to this other guy, also our age, also a weirdo like us and we three became a throuple. Inseparable three. They both had a crush on me in some way or another I think, but I could not choose. I used to say that I wished they would just become one person so I could marry them both. In hindsight, now that I am older and know more about polyamory, I’m pretty sure I was just in love with them both.

Either way, they picked up my lonely ass and built me up, so when I was laying on my back on the last day of 2009 one hand around either of theirs and thought I could never be any happier than in that moment, I thought of how lonely I had been just half a year earlier, how much they had changed me. Eventually of course all of that came to an end, but now, still, I think meeting them was destiny. I needed them, maybe they needed me too, and so we found each other.

That’s it about the angel with the many faces you know? It is always there, but you don’t see it. The song goes on to describe the angel as someone who turns on the heat when it is cold, someone who tells you how it is even if you don’t want to hear it, someone like that. And that exists, you know, like the song says, you meet that angel everyday, just with a different face. You are never alone, he is always with you in some form or another.

I’m sure I met him that hot summer day in 2018 when I almost collapsed from running too much. I had moved to Poland the year prior and my boyfriend and I lived in this tiny apartment with just one room, which was cramped but outside we had a nice park and that summer we went running about 3 times a week. That day it was so hot and I overdid it a little, causing my head to spin and my eyes to darken, so I sat down on a bench.

A lady came by with a stroller which had a baby in it. She looked at me and asked me if I was alright in Polish. My Polish is crappy, so I just nodded violently. She looked still and then reached into her stroller and took out a bottle of water to hand it to me. I of course tried to decline with the aggressive gesturing of a person that doesn’t speak the language of its opposite, but she insisted. I opened the water, drank, and when I wanted to give it back she shook her head strongly and waved with her hand. I said thank you about 10 times and drank the full bottle almost at once. You can’t tell me the angel didn’t visit me then.

#there was supposed to be an addition about #how i was thinking how incredible at is that in the year afte rmy dad died #i entered a discord server and there was a guy with a nice voice who became my boyfriend #later of courser #and how sometimes i need reminders that the world in fact wants me to life #so it sends me people like that to get me through the hard times #like how last year i was so miserable and then i found this fandom #and yes it gives me massive stress sometimes but it also kept me allive over a winter that was ver ytough #so the angel with different faces keeps visiting me and looking after me #i really believ ein that

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puppypawprince · 6 months

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ggwah

#iim allive btw 👍

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hearts4juzi · 8 months

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giving mikesbots!mike a kiss on the head god knows he needs it

#also uhh changing the lore #williams allive #hes alive when it starts at least >:)

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allivated · 9 months

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Whenever I’m floating around freely in the liquid night sky, inspiration flows.

Why is awareness evaporation?

Why is awareness emersion?

Why is awareness-

And I’m floating again.

#float #thoughts #allivated #awareness #poem #original poem #writers and poets #writerscommunity #writers on tumblr #poets on tumblr

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halsteadlover · 15 days

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𝐃𝐚𝐝’𝐬 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥

• Pairing: Lando Norris x Fem!Reader.

• Requested: no.

• Summary: just Lando being a girl dad.

• Warnings: none, just fluff.

• A/N: this is so shit bye but I just wanted to post do something quick and post it since it’s been a while 😭 Don’t come at me please. Love you all xx

General tag list: @hngbrooks, @alexxavicry, @halstead-severide-fan, @mrspeacem1nusone, @allivs, @omniaimy, @cursedashes, @kmc1989, @firetruckstuckley, @23victoria, @buckybarnessweetheart, @fanaticlove16, @ajordan2020, @multi-fandom-lover7667, @klovesreading

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smarti-at-smogwarts · 2 years

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me: i should see about focusing on my underdeveloped mcs specially for hphl

also me: -spends a full 30 minutes just thinking about Theo-

#I just love her your honor #acey speaking #also hi im allive #lol

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alliwacker · 2 years

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Feel like shit feel like shit feel like shit.

#haven't fed yet #can't bring myself to right now #I haven't felt this bad in so long #nobodies problem or fault but my own #this isn't even a vent blog but I needed to get that out #allivent

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loettie · 4 months

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Cheers 🥃

I hope you can all be with friends, famm and loved ones and Celebrate life..

I know each and every day we are allready blessed to be allive and even more if we can share our lives with loved ones..

but this time of year its just a magical time to feel blessed.. ❤️

A kiss 💋 and love L..

#love #be loved #good life #me #my own pics #black and white #goodnight #my own words

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kapsloc7 · 6 months

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He is still allive. To me :(

#my art #saw #saw 2004 #sawtism #adam faulkner stanheight #adam stanheight #please he is so babygirl i swear #also charcoal and acrylic is such a fun combo

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randomkposts · 1 year

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Security guard Desmond (FNAF)

A story I thought up once, that like many I'm probably not going to write out, was Assassin's Creed X FNAF, featuring security guard Desmond.

Desmond needs a starter job after running away from home, and look, this one needs no prior experience or background checks! Fantastic! All he has to do is watch cameras at night, and the pay isnt bad either. Great!

Upon getting the job, he swiftly realises the pay is not worth it, but decides to hang on for a week so he can get paid and move on.

Staying allive at his job is making him thankful for his past Assassin training, as the job is very haunted. He has mixed feelings about his thankfulness.

Clay is the Phone Guy. He will only realise this far in the future when he meets him in the Animus, but in retrospect the clues were there.

Each chapter was going to be named after a diffrent indie gameing song abut FNAF, by diffrent artists.

Upon getting out of there, he often makes the comment that whatever his current job is, it is at least better then that time he was a security guard at a pizza place. Everyone always assumes a diffrent reason for it.

A possibile ending involved having a templar come for him on night five, and end up distracting the animatronics from Desmond.. Some POVs would involve Templar tailing Desmond outside of work to establish routine. Templar guy gets suited, Desmond GTFOs. I decided Desmond didn't. I ultimately decided probably not the best way to end it, but also had no real plan.

#assassins creed #five nights at freddy's #desmond miles #clay kaczmarek #ac #fnaf #random k #fusion #plot bunnies

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sensitiveheartless · 8 months

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Tagged by @iwritenarrativesandstuff! :D Thanks for the tag, sorry it took me a little bit —

I didn't really know what I was doing, but I tried my best!

6 characters that are me-coded (more or less):

I don't have the mental collectedness for tagging at the moment, but if any of y'all see this and want to do it, consider yourself tagged! :D

Rambling about why each character is here under the cut for the sake of space:

Nakajima Atsushi from Bungou Stray Dogs: genuinely the character I relate to the most of the BSD cast! (Which might be surprising considering my clear fixation on skk, but honestly Atsushi's plot sometimes hits a little too close to home for comfort, and I draw skk for comfort so. that is why I draw them more aksdjfksd) But yeah, Atsushi remains a very important character for me — I appreciate the fact that there's never a single moment where he just suddenly moves on from everything he's gone through, cause trauma really doesn't work like that.

Asakusa Midori from Keep Your Hands Off Eizouken!: She is an art gremlin who isn't the best at interacting with other people, and who can and will go on lengthy rambles about the media she cares about. Watching her as a kid especially feels like watching myself sometimes :0

Fujioka Haruhi from Ouran High School Host Club: she is one of the first characters in anything I watched who had a gender thing going on that I truly vibed with! (Also just in general, I tend to vibe with protagonists who aren't fully on board with being protagonists, which I think Haruhi counts as aksdjfksjdf)

Rincewind Discworld from Terry Pratchett's Discworld Series: Speaking of characters who aren't on board with being protagonists, here is possibly the most reluctant protagonist to ever protagonist! The drowned rat of a wizard who spends all of his books attempting to run away from the plot, and whose happy ending is finally getting to be a side character who doesn't get involved in the main storyline! Idk man, I just find his absolutely terrified determination to stay alive relatable. Also he isn't a very good wizard, but he is trying his best, which is also relatable.

Shang Qinghua from The Scum Villain's Self Saving System: I guess continuing the cowardly-but-doggedly-determined-to-stay allive trend in this, I find Airplane very relatable the same way I find Rincewind relatable! They are disasters. I am also a disaster.

...Also he's a shitposter.

(Sidenote, but I wish I had his hands. I would dearly love to be able to write that many words a day without my joints murdering me in cold blood lol)

Ursula from Kiki's Delivery Service: This one is kind of cheating (I couldn't think of a sixth who I thought was actually like me currently aksjfksjf), but she was one of the first characters I looked at as a kid and went "I WANT TO BE THAT :O" because she lives in the woods and gets to sketch crows!! And do art!!! All the time!!! I love her. So I am putting her here as a self indulgent hope that I will become like her someday!

#...I'm not sure what kind of impression of me this puts across #oh well askdfjksdfj #I rarely see characters that remind me of myself but I think that can be chalked up to me not being very good protagonist material lol #that said this was a very fun challenge! :D #tag game #senhart rambles

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