#I Challenge My Fate (Starter Call)
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He’s feeling Some Kind of Way, so like this and I’ll dig through your meme tag (if you have one)?
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Dark Souls II (2014) Starters
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“They all end up here, all the ones like you.”
“ Tisn't easy being old…”
“Fair traveller, I know that you must have a story. Why else would you visit such a place?”
“I will remain by your side. Till this frail hope shatters…”
“If you proceed regardless, your fate will be more terrible than mere life or death.”
“One day, you will walk those grounds…without really knowing why.”
“Long have I awaited one such as you, one who might shatter the shackles of fate.”
“I am [Name]. And like you…I lost everything, and now I'm here.”
“To be alive…to walk this earth…That's the real curse right there.”
“I'd forgotten how much comfort a little companionship can bring.”
“Still flirting with madness?”
“Who are you? Oh, it doesn't matter, just help me open this door.”
“You, stand back. This is dangerous work.”
“Now, there's a time for travels, but you can't wander the world forever.
Even you must have someone waiting back home...”
“Hmph, I'd given you up for dead. Almost had me worried, really...”
“Oh, sorry, I...Please, do have a look at my wares. I could really use the business...If you'd be so kind...”
“Oh, I was hoping that you would come. I've stocked some new things, and I thought you might be interested.”
“Oh, by the gods...Why the hell am I here?”
“Oh, no, I'm afraid...sorry, I'm afraid this is a fake. It's not worth much at all.”
“Oh...Undead, are we? And one without much time remaining.”
“Oh, yes, you may call me [Name]. Enchanté.”
“Oh, don't feel bad. I'm sure your mother's still proud...Hee hee!”
“You give something, to gain something. That's the way humans like it, right?”
“Oh, I'm sorry. I was just…daydreaming, I think.”
“When I first came to this forsaken land...It was...um...hmm...? Err...A curse...? Err...Something about a curse...”
“What a joy to meet a kindred spirit out here...”
“It wasn't there when I came here before. I don't know what explains it...”
“I have come to spread the art of miracles, a practice of which I am a disciple.”
“Sometimes I fight the urge to pack up and go back home. It is, well...I must do this.”
“Miracles began as tales told by gods. We preserve their will with lore, pray to their greatness, and are blessed in return.”
“Curses…Puzzled me out, have you?”
“Seemed like the battles would never end. Poor folk like myself had nary a place to sleep.”
“You may travel light, but methinks you bear a burden of your own.”
“Oh, you again. Go on…It's on the cheap for you.”
“Cruel, cruel world, this is...Keh heh heh...”
“Travelling all alone in these treacherous times? Well, I hope you have a very good reason.”
“There's treasure this way...But I've a bad feeling about it. I don't quite have the guts myself! Hah hah...”
“You be careful, too, my friend. For trust can be a dangerous thing.”
“Ooh, that'll leave a nice scar!”
“Transient being. This is no place for one such as you.”
“Do my ears deceive me? Who would refuse such magnificence?”
“You've achieved much, and approached a higher plane. But our path is long and arduous. We must always seek further challenges.”
“You are my greatest challenge.”
“Heh heh. You are an odd one. Normally, people keep a safe distance when they see this mask. But you...”
“Don't hesitate to call upon me. Whatever happens, I won't be missed...”
“I was raised to wield a sword from birth. Life was hard, but I never gave it a second thought.”
“I'm sorry…to burden you with talk of my fate. I suppose I've grown weary these days.”
“I am frightened...Terribly so...”
“I don't want to die, I want to exist.”
“My name is [Name]. I beg of you, remember my name. For I may not myself...”
“Your visit is welcome. I trust you've kept up your studies.”
“It is a fitting place to hone my sorceries. I suspect that I may even conjure up new spells here.”
“Never forget, young pupil… There are no shortcuts to mastery.”
“I wish to find out more about it, but as we see, this place is in ruins. Just what happened here?”
“Stay back, or you're pieces! Tiniest pieces! Hah hah hah hah!“
“Slice 'em to shreds, whoever they are! Wherever, whoever, be they near, be they far!”
“The power of flame, power of the gods… In the end, it is all beyond our reach.”
“If you walk with flame, then I salute you.”
“Still a bit stiff, I'm afraid. Heh heh heh...”
“I've been a guest for a very long time. But I don't think that anybody will miss me!“
“Do you really think you can manage the glories that are my spells?”
“Anything that has a beginning also has an end. No flame, however brilliant, does not one day splutter and fade.”
“I don't know who you are…But leave me be.”
“The Dark...Is always within you...”
“This land...lies closest to the Dark...Th-that is...that is why I came here.”
“One day…I will share your fate.”
“You've set me free. Now I can find him. The cheeky prick. He won't know what hit him.”
“I travel from land to land to hone my blade. I've heard this land was full of danger. I thought it would suit me perfectly.”
“For the good of the world, and for my own honour. I won't let that bastard live another day. Heh heh...”
“Damn! You're tougher than you look!”
“Oh, you trot along home. This place won't be any fun, not for you.”
“You want more than just a little blood. You want to be drenched in blood, mired in its foul stench. Am I right? Am I?”
“Ah, who cares? It's just another chance to spill more blood. Doesn't that excite you, hm? Heh heh...”
“Oh, it's even on my shoes!”
“I never planned to visit this gods-forsaken place. But I don't know… I just sort of ended up here.”
“I've searched every nook and cranny here. I suppose it's time to move on.”
“Oh, fancy meeting you here.“
“Oi! Mind your manners!”
“I'm on the run, don't give me away!...You're a fugitive too, eh?”
“Psst, have you heard?...Well, apparently there's this monster lady, right...”
“Gods almighty...I'm not going to die in this dump...”
“Ah come on, don't look so glum! I'm trying to be nice here! You're hopeless, I tell you...”
“I roam about, looking for a find, following my instincts. I don't care what a thing is worth. What matters is whether it grabs me.”
“Let me just say, there are lots of "legendary swords" out there.”
“This thing is amazing...Could it be a dragon egg? I feel invigorated...Just by holding it.”
“Oh no, no, no, no, no, don't say that. Give a bloke a chance. I'm begging you. I really should have that!”
“And now I watch the days go by, and gaze at the night sky, thinking of the finer things, far removed from war. I'd grown weary of battle, but did not realise it until now.”
“I am grateful for these peaceful days. But such contentment lies only in the here and now. Why must life be so confounding...”
“If you wish for help, summon me. I am rusty in battle, but will fight by your side.“
“Back again? Well, this is a pleasant surprise.”
“I owe you some form of thanks, but have nothing for you at the moment. If it would not trouble you, could you visit my abode just down the way?”
“Oh, we meet again, kind traveller. This is my workshop.“
“I require no payment this time. It is my way of saying thanks.”
“Do you find me strange? Skee hee. You humans are always this way. The way you glare at any unfamiliar creature.”
“We once had a master. He created us long, long ago. But he was born with a fatal flaw.”
“Our master was a tragically lonely soul. Eventually, his solitude eroded his very reason. In the end, he never understood...what it was that he truly lacked.”
“We seem to be at a standstill. The wounds we exchange are never lethal.”
“I have no gods to pray to. But still I pray that your journey will be safe.”
“And like every Undead, you have no future.”
“If you seek true Dark, I will grant it to you. As much as you desire.”
“The embrace of the Dark is gentle. Let it absorb your sorrows, forever.”
“Dark is the mother of all. All things were born from it.”
“Thy welcome wearest thin. Leave this place.”
“Swearest thou by the sweet-tempered sludge that laps at our bosoms?”
“I am aware of thine accomplishments, and they are not few.”
“'Twould seem some sunlight-poisoned creatures are worthy of great honour.”
“Something seems to be bothering you. Yes, yes, I can tell. It is written upon your face. You have doubts, about something you did.”
“But now, you are lost, bewildered by your own actions. You poor little thing.”
“But if your heart is yet sincere, your sins will be forgiven. Now is the chance. Demonstrate your sincerity to me.”
“Then, you wish to stand and face your own sins? Such virtuous fortitude is rare, and I sincerely commend it.”
“I am in yer debt. It's a true man who honours his debts. And I'll see mine paid.”
“Ho! Well met, friend. Good to see you well. Yes, hehh hehh, very good indeed.“
“If you still insist on having it...Then you will have to pry it from my cold hands! Gah hah hah hah hah hah!”
“Very well. I, [Name], will be honoured to chop you to pieces.”
“Who are you...And by whose permission do you stand before me?”
“Do you seek an audience with my Lord, King [Name]? Unfortunately, His Highness is absent.”
“Where am I? What has happened to our castle...”
“Welcome, visitor...Our guests are treated with honour. This is the way of our castle. Tell me if you should require anything.”
“We know nothing of the world outside. And why should we? For we will never leave.”
“Do you seek comfort, too? You poor thing...”
“Light, and all those who bear it, are unwelcome in this place.”
“I am [Name]. Guardian of the crypt. Countless dead rest here in peace. Cradled by the comfort of dark.”
“This place is welcome to all, provided due reverence is shown.”
“Tell me what you desire. Show me reverence, and I will lend you my hand.”
“Now, where shall we bury this one?”
“P-please, just stay away. No, please, don't come near me. Nothing good will come of it.“
“Do not attempt to help me. Just let me sit here, and wither quietly away...”
“By the very gods...What have you done...You've really done it...You'll never escape him...”
“Are you tormented by memories? Burdened by guilt? Now the question. Are you ready for more? If you are, then we ought to talk...”
“You could kill a dozen like that, and it wouldn't matter. I want you to kill someone of import.”
“These are for you. Don't mind the specks of blood...Heh heh heh...”
“I'll spend some time travelling the lands...Slowly tracking my new mark...”
The murk shifts and stirs. Yet another stands before us...“
“And so, you peer...Into the fog, in hope of answers.”
“Huh! You were not deserving of the mire...”
“What brazen insolence! You…forever you shall rot…”
“Turn away. And never look back. No one must ever find
that which is sheltered in [this location].”
“I haven't the strength to help him myself, but perhaps one such as you...”
“You've granted my one wish...Now, I have no regrets.”
“Go on, kind visitor. May you reach your journey's end, one day.”
“Brave Undead, seek the throne. Follow the symbol of the monarch, and do what must be done.”
“That thing is a prop, a false deity. Don't be fooled, my Undead.”
“Seek the forest, you, where those wretched Giants slumber.”
“Brave Undead, you have proven yourself to me. Now, be one, with the Dark...”
“No one has come this far, not for a very long while.”
“Young Hollow, there are but two paths. Inherit the order of this world, or destroy it. But only a true monarch can make such a choice.”
“Very few, indeed, have come even this far. And yet, your journey is far from over.”
“Heheh, I believe we've been acquainted.”
“Men are props on the stage of life, and no matter how tender, how exquisite...A lie will remain a lie.“
“You, neither born with greatness, nor granted it by the fates. What is it that you seek?
“How you grapple, without falter, with this dreadfully twisted world.”
“All men trust fully the illusion of life. But is this so wrong? A construction, a facade, and yet...A world full of warmth and resplendence..”
“I am [Name]. I sought to shed the yoke of fate, but failed.“
“Not one of them stood here, as you do now. You, conqueror of adversities. Give us your answer.”
“But the question remains...What do you want, truly?”
“There is no path. Beyond the scope of light, beyond the reach of Dark...what could possibly await us?“
#ask meme#ask starter#sentence meme#sentence starter#original memes#source: video game#inbox meme#inbox starters#rp meme#rp starter#rp prompts#Author's note: happy birthday to another very awesome game - unlike the one i did for ds1 i made a point of doing this ahead of time#so i didn't have to scramble to finish it
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from the sentences starter: Maybe Oz/Gale + "do you remember when we first met?"
ohh this is very cute yesss
Sleep was easy for Oz, the act of staying asleep however had been challenging ever since he’d been yanked from his own reality and from his own demise at the hands of a monster he once called friend. The feel of slick, oozing mercury running down his throat, his nose, the corners of his eyes, filling his lungs and sinuses, cutting off any way for him to breathe; relinquished himself to that fate, one he aptly deserved for sins of a former self he’d sooner bury than confront. He fought back, because of course he did, his body wouldn’t let him go quietly; his body, a thing not his own, claimed by many and puppeteered by fewer. Though that feeling of complete and utter suffocation would never properly leave him as he tried to grasp his throat but his hands were stuck, sifting through endless roils of a silver tidal wave.
He jolted awake, gasping, coughing for air that had been sapped from his lungs. The environment around him was somewhat unrecognizable at first until he felt a hand grasp his shoulder, a concerned voice filling his ears before Oz jerked away from the touch. “Gods, don’t touch me, please.” He rasped, still attempting to catch his breath, eyes landing on a concerned Gale who hesitantly took his hand back.
“Bad dream, I take it?” He asked, never taking his eyes off Oz as the tiefling sat up within their shared sent, wiping sweat from his brow and finally evening out his breaths, though his heart still battered against his ribs like the insistent rhythm of a drum.
He merely shrugged, turning to look at Gale, a bit awkward as this had been the first one of Oz’s recurring nightmares he’d experienced. “Not really a nightmare if it’s just a memory your brain sets on a loop.” A sigh fell from him as he fell back down against their bedroll, his side slightly dampened by sweat.
“True events do make for the worst horror stories…” he trailed off a bit, possibly wondering if what he’d said was a tad insensitive but Oz chuckled softly, letting his arm fall outward toward the wizard and Gale perked up at the gesture, taking the invitation to lie down, resting his head in the crook of Oz’s shoulder, fingers dancing softly along his exposed chest. “You do know, if ever you desire to alleviate these specific demons, I’m all ears.”
“Perhaps later…thank you, though.” Oz felt his chest tighten at the offer; it had been a long time since he had spoken of anything that could make him seem vulnerable, aside from his confession around the particulars how he was indeed more of a magical artifact than a person. The gesture was achingly sweet but Oz was in no mood for revealing old scars that still felt fresh.
Passing a hand through Gale’s hair, relishing in the strands of gray here and there, Oz had never felt as content with another person before; perhaps it was his own lack of true relationship experience shining through but Gale saw him, for what he was and what he had done yet still he was lying in Oz’s arms, fighting by his side each day. Though the tiefling’s body didn’t harbor his soul, Gale saw him and stayed. But Oz supposed that revelation was mutual, with how Gale viewed his own past transgressions. Their meeting in this reality, in this time, in this most harrowing of events felt as if fate had touched them both; deserved or not, Oz would thank whatever higher power brought them together for the rest of his days.
“Do you remember when we first met?” Oz queried, looking down at Gale only to be met with adoring deep oak eyes and a soft grin.
“As I recall, the grandiose strength of my paladin savior yanked me from a fate of being stuck between realms.” Gale gesticulated fancifully with his left hand as he was wont to do. “Not only was he as altruistic as to save a misfortune wizard such as myself, but gods was he utterly stunning.” Oz couldn’t help the smile that made its way across his lips, rolling his eyes at Gale’s recollection. “Oh and it doesn’t stop there, no, no, no, he takes me into his fold of every growing companions and well, you know the rest, surely?”
“And the gallant paladin falls headfirst in love with that clumsy yet erudite wizard who fumbles with all his flirtations.” Oz spoke, attempting mirror Gale’s own cadence. The wizard feigns offense as he sits up, hand over his chest.
“My good ser, I didn’t fumble anything considering you’re in my tent and my bed.” Gale tried his damnedest not to crack, a laugh bristling within him as Oz shook his head and pulled the wizard back down, hand cupping his jaw before he pressed his lips to Gale’s, chaste and basking in the warmth of him. These night wouldn’t chase away memories seared to every crevice of Oz’s brain but they did help.
this was way longer than i anticipated :3 anyway, them!
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Mini Fanfic #1031: Home Alone with The Lovely Wife (Sonic X SSBU)
11:45 p.m. at the Crocodile's Residence: Chaotix's Detective Agency Office.........
Vector: (Chuckles Lightly While Finishing Up the Final Paperwork for the Night While He's on the Phone) You already failed the challenge earlier?
Dedede: (On the Other Line Sighing Heavily) Yeeeah......Couldn't even make it through the night. The lust and temptations took a hold of me quicker than I could even blink. A sad, cruel fate I had to endure, but-
Vector: You watched porn, didn't you?
Dedede: (Sucks his Teeth at the Other Line) Boy, what makes you think I would do something stupid like that!?
Vector: Well, for starters, you never hear you mention having a girlfriend once when we first started talking and I think I might've saw you flirting with one of the ladies at the after party of our wedding.
Dedede: Oh come now, that wasn't flirting. I was only giving them the enlighteningment and testimony of joining my church.
Vector: (Pulls On a Deadpinned Look on his Face) By calling them "pretty, sweet thangs"?
Dedede: I uhh....calll...all of my audience that....?
Vector: (Raises an Eyebrow in Silence) ...............
Dedede: ('Sigh') I swear, y'all about make me- FINE! You're right! I did watched porn earlier! Two to three videos of it at least! I was watching it casually at first 'tIll BAM! Somethin' hot and unexpected pop up on my screen and made me lose the whole damn thing on sight! Ya happy!?
Vector: (Shrugs While Tapping the Stacks of Paperwork Together on the Desk and Placing in the Finished Pile) Eh. Expected as much. (Smirks a Little) But it is pretty funny to hear you admit defeat like that.
Dedede: ('Suck his Teeth') Man, fuck you and your overpriced headphones!
Vector: (Chuckles Lightly) Okay, okay! I was just kidding, relax.
Dedede: Mmhmm. You better be kidding or Imma come over there and smack you upsude the head with a mallet!
Vector: (Chuckles Some More as He Starts Getting Up From his Desk and Walking Out the Room) I hear ya loud and clear. But seriously though, don't about it too much, De. You have a chance of doing better next year if you try hard enough. (Closes the Door Behind Him and Heads to the Bedroom)
Dedede: ('Sigh') Yeah, yeah I know.....'Wish I didn't failed the way I did, but....a loss is a loss. You're planning on taking the challenge too, Croc?
Vector: Yeah. I mean, I failed last year, but who's know? (Opens the Door to his and Vanilla's Bedroom) I might have a good chance if succeeding this time a- (Eyes Begins to Widened at What is in Front of Him Right Now) r-round......
Vanilla: (Stares Directly at Vector, Laying on the Bed, Wearing Explicit Night Gown and Lingerie With a Very Seductive Smirk on her Shinny Cherry Red Lips) Why, hello there, my dear Vector-Kins~ Are you ready to come to bed with me for the remainder of the night?~
Vector: (Blushes Bright Red at the Sight of his Beautiful, Newly Wedded Wife) U-U-Uhhhhhh.....
Dedede: Let me guess: You walked in the room, only to see your wife laying on the bed, half naked.
Vector: Uhhuh.....
Dedede: And now your mind is already set on giving in on her demands, making you fail the challenge in the process. Is that right?
Vector: (Starts Nodding) Uhh-huh Uhh-huh.
Dedede: ('Sigh') Well, I can't say I'm not too surprised this outcome. So I might as well leave y'all to it.
Vector: Yeah....'T-Talk to you tomorrow....
Dedede: Got it, boss man. Goodnight.
'Call Ends'
Vanilla: Oh my. Was that really Mr. Dedede on the phone just now?
Vector: (Starts Coming Back to Reality (Or Lack Thereof)) Uh y-yeah. It was him. We started talking more often after the day we got hitched and became friends ever since.
Vanilla: (Clasps her Hands Together With a Bright Smile) Well, that's nice to hear. (Eyes Turns Directly Back to her Husband) Now then~
Vector eyes widens as he immediately went Back to being a blushing dope.
Vanilla: (Seductively Makes her Way to Vector) You don't happen to be planning on doing some silly internet challenge again, now are you?~
Vector: No! I-I mean.... I was, but that was before I walked in and noticed how....(Stares into Vanilla's Bedroom Eyes as He Felt her Two Fingers Walking Up on his Chest and Towards the Side of his Face) Incredibly more beautiful you are than usual l, but I'm guessing I might've said that before....
Vanilla: (Giggles Softly) Oho I'm sure you did. But in the meanwhile.....(Gently Places her Hands on Vector's Cheeks) Would you please be a dear and have some fun with me, Vec-tor~ ('Chu')
Vector: ...........Yes, mommy~
And so, the door closes, Vanilla begins to enjoy her long, sensual night providing her husband the love and compassion he needs, all while the husband in question is enjoying every pleasurable moment coming his way with a defeated yet very satisfied smile on his face.
Vector Crocodile: HAPPILY FAILED THE CHALLENGE
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#sonic series#super smash ultimate#vector the crocodile#vanilla the rabbit#king dedede#humor#phone conversation#cute romance#vanilla x vector#no nut november
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Sword-Step
A traveling instructor has arrived at Garreg Mach, ready to teach any willing listeners how to practice the delicate and graceful art of sword dancing. It’s optional for, well, everyone but your class. You’ll need to choreograph and memorize an original routine to fulfill the requirements to move into the next level of sword mastery and this is your last chance before the term officially changes. Grab a partner, watch those feet and try not to stab anyone this time? [Grants Sword +1]
“Lady Lyn, is that you?”
Spotting a familiar face, Owain puts to rest the choreography he’d been working on to help himself to a bit of conversation. With his sword--the legendary Missiletainn--slung over his shoulder, he approaches his ally of another world. It’s been nearly a month since they fought together in Eden, but to Owain, it feels like it was only yesterday. An unlikely comrade in the chaotic woes of war, she and the rest of the crew have a special place in his heart. Never will he forget squaring down Melanthios alongside his fated allies of epic proportions.
“What sort of mythical adventure have you gotten yourself wrapped up in this time? Wait--don’t tell me!” Arm flies out in front of him, waving over Lyn’s face and trying to null out whatever dialogue she’d respond with, “You’re here to learn the sacred art of Dance Swording! Hah! I knew you would make for a heroic pupil.”
It’s pretty clear where he’s going with this.
The blade on his shoulder comes to rest at his side, ready to be wielded with style. He smirks, too, legs now widening in stance has he prepares both his confidence and body to show Lyn a thing or two. “Fate has smiled upon you, friend, for the world-renowned Dance Sworder stands in your presence: Oberon Dark, The Darkfooted Dance Debonair!” Pause for dramatic effect, and an awe-inspiring pose. His free hand opens and thrusts out mere inches in front of her face, while the opposite holds the point of his beloved sword up at the heavens. Not a moment’s reprieve is given, not a single opportunity to react. He just keeps going, adding more and more tomfoolery until it becomes so impossibly unclear what Lyn is meant to respond to and what is supposed to be theatrical filler.
“What say you to a quick lesson from a cosmic master? I have enough special dances to last a thousand thousand lifetimes, and each comes with an epic name. How do you fancy Blitzing Sparkshock? Or March of the Damned? Perhaps Rose-Garden of Flamingos catches your attention, or maybe Nightingale's Dark Waltz! If you hunger for challenge even half as much as I, my advanced techniques call your name! Behold: Twirl of Ice and Snow: Spring’s Redux! Oh, oh! And The Torrential Bachata of Arid Starsurge! And Stone-Co-”
It doesn’t seem like he’ll run out of names (or breath) any time soon.
//starter for @sacaeblade
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WRETCHED-HERO
An independent and semi-selective 21+ protrayal of Raven from the animated series
TEEN TITANS
canon and headcanon based, canon-divergent and multiverse
content warning for certain themes due to source content
bewitched by earthnicity
a study in:
Apocalypse Maiden, mental illness, moral ambiguity in the face of greater danger, aspects of personality, bottling emotions, challenging fate, destined evil, sanity slippage, martyrdom, and more!
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PROMO | DISCLAIMER | PERMANENT STARTER CALL | MEMES | RESOURCE CREDITS | OTHER PROMOS | OOC | CARRD
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@slverstar // plotted starter
AYLIN HAD GONE AHEAD OF her companions. There was no practical reason for it. The other three would arrive in Reithwin before the day was out, and together, they would present themselves before the great general, Ketheric Thorm. Although they had been sent with purpose, there was little reason to think scouting the town ahead of time would be necessary. Even if there was, the resplendent Dame Aylin Silverblood would be the last choice for the job. Swords of the Lady were not known for their discretion, and it was said the dame had been born without to make more room for temerity.
There was some merit to that. Even now, what had sent her ahead of her friends was no more than eagerness. She did not weary as mortals did; days of travel had hardly any effect on her. She was happy, normally, to spend an evening around the fire with the others, but being so close to their destination made her blood itch. Only a few more hours. She'd become so restless, they'd all but exiled her from the camp. She might not have been weary, but they were! Thus she found herself wandering the streets of Reithwin alone, allowing the townsfolk's curious stares to wash over her.
Or she had. For the past five minutes or so, her wandering had taken on purpose. Not that she was capable of marking the time or the path her feet followed. She moves as one possessed. Like she'd been struck through by lightning that rattled still in her skeleton, jolting each limb in turn. The superstitious might have called it witchcraft. The romantic would call it what it was: love at first sight.
She'd had only one glimpse of the moon-haired woman's eyes — had not even locked gazes with her — but that had been enough. All the mercy and wisdom of the stars was in those eyes. The sight had transfixed Aylin at first, long enough for the woman to disappear down a side street. Aylin could only follow after her, pulled along by some string of fate.
Alas it was an unanticipated challenge for someone of her build and unfamiliarity to navigate these streets. It did not help she could not watch where she was going, could not move her eyes from that halo of silver hair. Finally, she called out: ❝My lady! Maid with the moon-kissed hair! With the starlight eyes! If you are merciful, I pray you stop and speak with me!❞
#VERSE / DO MERCIES.#slverstar#for comedy reason I imagine she like#walked through someone's clothesline and stepped through chicken crates [feathers flying] and almost fell into a produce cart#because she was so Transfixed:tm: on Isobel
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(Frienemies)
I do not like him I do not like him I like him I do not like him I do not--
Pairing: Jotaro Kujo x Reader
There's nothing in the world that you hate more than Jotaro Kujo, the school's bad boy. Every girl (and even boys of course.) fell for the 195cm emo man and you didn't know why. He was quiet and would tell everyone who approach him to go away, not to mention, very intimidating.
All the teachers fear him and the rest of the students, who don't fall head over heels for him, are afraid to even look at him.
Then there's you.
"I fucking hate that Kujo guy."
The only person in the school with a deep loathing for Kujo Jotaro. You avoided the man as if he was a plague or like a cat with water.
You huffed as your redhead companion only laughed awkwardly. "This is the 3rd time this week, Y/N..., What did he even do to you?" Straightening your back, you turn to face Kakyoin with a deep frown. "Well for starters, your friend," making air quotes friend part, you continued. "He's just a fucking asshole and not to mention I hate his grumpy-ass attitude." You huffed and crossed your arms.
"Ah..." Kakyoin only sweat dropped while listening to you rant about Jotaro. "Honestly, I don't even know how you managed to befriend that guy..." Your voice going soft as you relaxed and looked at him. "Kakyoin, we've been best friends ever since we were kids and this guy—" You cut yourself once you saw the all-familiar edgy teen, the scowl on your face returned. Kakyoin, noticing your swift change of expression, turned around to see Jotaro.
"Ah, hello Jotaro." He gives him a small smile while you greeted him back the complete opposite with venom in your voice. "Kujo." He glances at you and looks back at Kakyoin, ignoring you.
"The old man, Avdol, and Polnareff are visiting this week." Kakyoin's smile widens. "Is Iggy with Polnareff?" You watch the two of them interact as if forgetting your existence. Getting ticked off, you stormed away while mumbling. "Fuck him and his hat."
As you storm away, Kakyoin glances at your irritated figure. "Ah... Can we invite Y/N too? I just want my friends to get along..." He frowns while Jotaro grunts. "I know you don't like them- can you two try to get along at least just once?" Jotaro thought for a moment and nodded his head. 'He probably won't stop until I say yes.' Kakyoin beamed at him. He sighs and grabs the tip of his hat and said his line.
"Yare Yare Daze..."
It was the next day. You had forgotten the whole encounter with Jotaro yesterday and to make your day better, you found a new game shop! You could certainly ask Kakyoin to hang out with you and check it out.
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Walking in the student-filled corridor, you kept an eye out for a tall redhead. 'Hm... Where could he be? He could be possibly with Jotaro.' As you rounded the corner, you bumped into somebody. Gasping, you stumbled back and bowed with an apology. "Sorry-" You were cut off with a familiar chuckle. "It's okay Y/N." You smiled and looked up at Kakyoin. "I've been looking for you! I wanted to tell you that there's a new game shop and I wanna ask you if you wanted to go with me."
Saying you were excited is an understatement. You and Kakyoin have been gaming buddies ever since you were a child and now there was a new game shop which could mean new games to play and trash talk over.
You could see Kakyoin getting excited to check out the shop as well. "Yeah! I'd love to." He responded.
The bell rang before any of you could talk again. "I'll see you at the school gate later!" Already heading to your classroom, you waved your hand goodbye. Kakyoin waves back and walks in the opposite direction. Fate seems to be on your side since you haven't seen Jotaro once today and you plan on keeping it like that until math class at least.
The day went by quickly, all the lesson was messily scribbled on your notebooks and all assignment were passed. Now you just have to wait for Kakyoin at the school gate.
Once you arrived at the gate, you saw Jotaro leaning on the wall, smoking. You glare at him knowing he was probably waiting for Kakyoin too. "What are you doing here?" He glances at you and covers his face with the edge of the hat. "Why do you care?"
You roll your eyes. 'He's extra edgy today.' "Can't I just ask a question?" You could feel eyes on you. It was probably Jotaro's fan club hiding somewhere and glaring at you.
He huffs the smoke and looks away. "Yare yare... Just leave me alone brat."
"The only brat I see here is your edgy ass." You retorted.
It seems to strike a nerve. His scowl deepens and flicks his cigarette away, grabbing you by your collar. You look at him unfazed but ready to strike anytime. "If you don't sh-"
"Geez... You two fight like an old couple.." Kakyoin breaks you two up before any of you could get hurt. He shook his head, "And here I thought bringing Jotaro was a great idea." You laughed loudly making Jotaro glare at you.
Kakyoin sighs as you two have a glaring challenge. "If-" He spoke up and you both look at the redhead. "If the two of you don't fight for a week then I'll... I'll do whatever you say." You stared at him and grinned. Kakyoin nervously gulps at the expression you're giving him. "Sounds like a deal."
Now Jotaro doesn't care about that but you on the other hand have some great plans for the poor redhead.
"Let's go to the game shop then..." You both start to walk until you realize Jotaro was following too.
"... He's... He's coming with us?" You whisper to Kakyoin. "Ah!" He looks at you apologetically. "I...may have forgotten to tell you that I invited Jotaro to come with us..." You took a deep inhale and walked ahead. Not bothering to comment on what he just did. Since you made an agreement after all.
The entire walk was painfully awkward. You didn't talk and Jotaro doesn't usually talk so that left Kakyoin trying to engage you and Jotaro to talk to each other but you just nodded and hummed. 'Damn... I feel like Jotaro now." You snicker quietly.
The game shop didn't have many customers. There were probably around 3 and a single employee at the cashier.
Feeling giddy, you walked inside while dragging Kakyoin with you. "Holy shit..! They have the best RPG game!" Letting go of Kakyoin you ran towards the RPG section and looked at the huge selection of games.
"Damn... My allowance is gonna be dead by the end of this." You thought while you read the cover of a random game you grabbed.
Out of nowhere, you felt a warm breath hit your nape. Flinching at the feeling, you turned behind ready to hit the person with the game you were holding. "Oh." Looking up, it was just Jotaro looming behind you.
Wait a minute.
"What the fuck are you doing?" You furrowed your brows suspiciously at him. He looks at the game in your hand, bored. "I wanted to look for games too."
"Huh... You don't look like a person who plays games." He steps backward and shrugs then walks away leaving you confused. "I should just look for F-Mega..." Forgotten the weird interaction, you looked for the latest F-mega game they had.
After walking around and getting distracted by other games, you finally found F-Mega! Happy with your decision, you went to the cashier and paid. Then looked around to search for your cherry friend.
You have looked around the shop but you didn't find him, plus the shop was small so it was easy to find someone. Walking outside, hoping to see Kakyoin, you see Jotaro smoking. Waving the smoke away, you approached him. "Have you seen Kak?" He throws the cigarette and steps on it. "There was an emergency so he went home early."
"Oh." You look at him dumbfounded. "Kakyoin left you with Jotaro?! It's an emergency anyway..." You sighed and walked in the direction of your home. Surprisingly, Jotaro followed you. "What do you want?" You didn't mean to sound annoyed but it came out like that. "Making sure you don't get into trouble." Huffing, you started to walk faster but Jotaro was able to keep up since he has longer legs.
Too busy trying to get far from Jotaro, you failed to notice the crack on the pavement, making you trip. Thankfully, Jotaro was able to catch up with you. He grabs you by your waist, preventing you from facepalming the floor. "If I wasn't here, you would be eating dirt right now." He pulls you up. You pouted and mumbled. "You were the reason I ran and tripped." Good thing he didn't hear it or else he would've let you go. You straightened the creases on your clothes and quietly thanked him. He seemed to have heard that one and nodded.
Giving up on trying to outrun Jotaro, you both walk in silence. It was only the leaves rustling and the occasional birds chirping. It was surprisingly peaceful since you both didn't bicker.
When you both arrived at your home, the sun was setting down. You opened the door to your home but stopped and looked back.
Jotaro was already walking away, probably towards his home. "Oi Kujo!" You called out to him. He stops walking, not looking back. "I enjoyed that walk. Thank you." His hands were in his pockets as he looks back at you and nodded then continued his walk.
Maybe Kujo Jotaro isn't that bad.
#jotaro kujo#jjba jotaro#jotaro x reader#x reader#jojo#jojo no kimyō na bōken#jojo bizarre adventure#jojo's bizarre adventure#stardust crusaders#jojo's bizarre adventure stardust crusaders#jjba part 3#jotaro kujo x reader#kakyoin lives :)
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Cyndi Lauper Lyrics Starters
Some sentence starters from my favorite Cyndi Lauper songs. Change pronouns as necessary and enjoy!
“I saw your picture waving back at me, from underneath the bed.”
“You loved the look, but you never looked inside.”
“I’m trying to live in the present, but I keep tripping on the past.”
“We never had time for everything we had, so it felt like we had nothing.”
"We were innocent and wild."
“On my dresser sits a frame, with a photograph.”
"We lived our dreams and challenged fate."
“I had a fool’s confidence that the world had no boundaries.”
“Instinct and common sense, they come in different quantities.”
“If you’re lost, you can look, and you will find me.”
“If you fall, I will catch you.”
“I will be waiting, time after time.”
“Confusion is nothing new.”
“I can't hear what you've said."
"I fall behind."
"Ain’t no law against it yet!”
"I've been thinking of a new sensation."
"I'm picking up some good vibrations."
“I realize it’s hard to take courage.”
“In a world full of people, you can lose sight of it all.”
“The darkness inside you makes you feel so small.”
“I can’t remember when I last saw you laughing.”
“If this world makes you crazy, and you’ve taken all you can bear, just call me up, and you know I’ll be there.”
"I see your true colors shining through."
"Don't be afraid to let it show."
"Your true colors are beautiful, like a rainbow."
“I don’t want to live like that, just a product of misery.”
“Some boys take a beautiful girl, and hide her away from the rest of the world.”
"You know you're still number one."
"I wanna be the one to walk in the sun!"
“We’re not the fortunate ones.”
“It’s not real if you don’t feel it.”
“You’re starting to feel the push and pull.”
“What’s good enough for you is good enough for me.”
“I always thought we’d be together down the line.”
“Who let in the rain?”
"We have no past, we won't reach back."
"Keep with me forward all through the night."
"They have forgotten what by day they lack."
"Let me be there, let me stay there awhile."
"Until it ends, there is no end."
#starter sentences#rp meme#askbox meme#inbox meme#roleplay meme#rp memes#sentence starters#ask box meme#starter prompt#sentence meme#cyndi lauper
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For bigRuki!
If you could change the past and protect your young self from all what happened (including never been turned into a Vampire), would you give yourself a happy life? Or would you choose your "redemption" path?
(although you did not change that much)
“There are many temporal complications with that thought experiment, Livestock. As much as I would love to rescue not only my human self, but also the rest of my brothers from their deplorable fates, then there would be no more ‘me’ to save them. The current me would cease to exist because the course of time has been changed, thus influencing my decisions and development as an adult. Nevertheless, I shall humor you. Hm… Well, had my younger self been rescued and spared of the orphanage’s abuse, then I would teach him that one must work arduously through their own efforts to achieve what they want in life. Stomping on those deemed as ‘inferior’ will not act as a stepping stone to further one’s own agenda by any means. Unfortunately, my young self failed to realize this, as naïve and self-important as he was.”
“Now, now. Before you try to refute my words, allow me to elaborate. I know what you’re thinking: You believe I haven’t changed at all because of Eve. It’s true, I order Eve around like a servant and discipline her whenever she commits a blunder, no matter how small. The difference is that it’s all for the sake of hisplan. However, if I rescued my own self from the past, then I would’ve never met my benefactor to begin with. Therefore, I’d have to fulfill that role for myself. I’d have to educate my younger self on how to walk on the correct path to success and glory. Which, as you can imagine, would be quite bizarre indeed. What does this path entail, you ask? Well, for starters…”
“It should go without saying that I seek to exact revenge on the world that wronged me. Make no mistake, my contempt for humans shall remain firm, even before the iron rod strikes the bare of my back. Many enemies lurk in the shadows, hoping to knock the aristocrats off their so-called high horses. Without Karlheinz-sama, we’ll simply have to obtain vengeance through our own power. To rescue my past self would be to release an indignant soul, ready to challenge the world around him, into the vermin of society.”
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((I’m… mostly alive? Anyone want a starter (or for me to dig through your memes tag)? They’ll be iconless since I’m trapped on mobile.))
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the poppy war - r.f kuang sentence starters
change tenses/pronouns as needed !! some lines have been edited for clarity / length / ease of roleplaying
tw : drugs , death , murder , nsfw , prostitution mention , language
‘take off your clothes.’
‘why would anyone drug themselves before a test?’
‘you’re about to be a very lucky girl, sweet.’
‘wow that’s great. really great. Terrific.’
‘your folks are assholes.’
‘well fuck the heavenly order of things.’
‘don’t you have actual responsibilities?’
‘I don’t want to get on _____ ‘s bad side.’
‘you would make a terrible prostitute. no charm.’
‘what is so wrong with getting married?’
‘do you want to die?’
‘everything is spilling out of my head as quickly as I put it in.’
‘please do not commit spousal homicide.’
‘give me a way out of this shithole.’
‘hello, I’m praying.’
‘I seduced him with my nubile young body. you caught me.’
‘you can’t scare me into a confession, because I’m telling the truth.’
‘and that means you’re shit at your job.’
‘if you cross them—- if they even think you’ve looked at them funny—- they can and will hurt you.’
‘it’s easy to lose a language when you never speak it.’
‘you’re offending them with your very presence.’
‘they’ll make you an outsider, because you’re not like them.’
‘no matter what they say, you deserve to be here.’
‘I’ll kill you. I will fucking kill you.’
‘I went out in the sun once. you should try it sometime.’
‘oh, you’re the one ____ hates.’
‘you’d be a prick too if your family was both rich and attractive.’
‘honestly? I think he just comes in here to get high.’
‘I think you’re flattering yourself.’
‘unless you’ve got a weapon, don’t aim for the face. the neck’s a better target.’
‘we aren’t here to be sophisticated. we’re here to fuck people up.’
‘this is the only kick you’ll ever need, really. a kick to bring down the most powerful warriors.’
‘power dictates acceptability.’
‘he hasn’t done anything to earn my respect. all he’s done is act high and mighty.’
‘you’re nothing. you shouldn’t even be here.’
‘consider me bullied and intimidated, just let me sleep.’
‘he’s playing with her. he’ll end it soon.’
‘they’re good at fighting, but not much else.’
‘spend a lot of time looking at ____’s eyes do you?’
‘a betrayal of that sort would not have been out of character.’
‘come on, you belong here too.’
‘they’re not going to get rid of me like this. not this easily.’
‘I’m calm! I’m extremely calm!’
‘you’d rather kill your own people than let the opponent’s army walk away?’
‘you don’t let an enemy walk away if they’ll certainly be a threat to you later.’
‘he can’t stop raving about you.’
‘oh, don’t pretend to be bashful. you love it.’
‘you’re a walking disaster.’
‘anyone this obstinate deserves some attention, if only to make sure you don’t become a walking hazard to everyone around you.’
‘I heard he got drunk on rice wine last week and pissed into ____’s window. he sounds awesome.’
‘it’s me, your favorite person in the whole wide world.’
‘I do not have a problem. you are making up this problem for reasons unbeknownst to me.’
‘you’re killing the mood.’
‘they were weak as shit. scrawnier than you, even.’
‘you’re a real asshole. you know that right?’
‘your state of mind is just as important as the state of your body.’
‘sometimes you must loose the string to let the arrow fly.’
‘because I want to break his stupid face.’
‘he’s the most dangerous when he’s desperate.’
‘from this point on you’re just going to be a danger to yourself and everyone around you.’
‘you’re too reckless. you hold grudges, you cultivate your rage and let it explode, and you’re careless about what you’re taught.’
‘I knew I was the only one that could help him.’
‘they honed his rage like a weapon, instead of teaching him to control it.’
‘one urinating statue for my easily entertained friend.’
‘I don’t believe in gods. but I believe in power.’
‘one might say you’ve been obsessed with ____.’
‘don’t look to your left. pretend you’re taking to me.’ / ‘I am talking to you.’
‘we’re studying very weird things.’
‘I don’t actually know what I’m getting into.’
‘here is what happened: you called a god, and the god answered.’
‘you know that if you don’t get answers now, the hunger will consume you and your mind will crack.’
‘you’ve glimpsed the other side and you can’t rest until you fill in the blanks.’
‘supernatural is a word for anything that doesn’t fit your present understanding of the world.’
‘I’m supposed to take it as true that you’re a god?’
‘I’m not a god. I am a mortal who has woken up, and there is power in awareness.’
‘are we getting high? oh, wow. we’re getting high.’
‘ah. the law. so inconvenient. so irrelevant.’
‘we are not madmen. but how can we convince anyone of this, when the rest of the world believes it so?’
‘the price of power is pain.’
‘I understand the truth of things. I know what it means to exist.’
‘prey do not question the motives of the predator. the dead do not question the living. mortals do not challenge the gods.’
‘I killed for you. I would have done anything for you.’
‘I have seen the end of things. the shape of the world has changed.’
‘war doesn’t determine who’s right. war determines who remains.’
‘it’s alright. I know what you are.’
‘I thought I was the only one left.’
‘we have developed the power to rewrite the fabric of this world. if we don’t use it, then what’s the point?’
‘I don’t mess with that shit. it screws you up.’
‘I understand the appeal, I really do, but I like having my mind to myself.’
‘he’s a charmer. like a new puppy. you think he’s adorable until he pisses on the furniture.’
‘there’s no routine. no discipline. nothing you’re used to. am I right?’
‘so you’re the last of your kind. that’s sad.’
‘If you hold the fate of the country in your hands, if you have accepted your obligation to your people, then your life ceases to be your own.’
‘____ feared, and so he held you back.’
‘great danger is always associated with great power. the difference between the great and the mediocre is that the great are willing to take that risk.’
‘don’t ever let go on that anger. rage gives you power. caution does not.’
‘don’t give in... you’ve been so brave... but it takes more bravery to resist the power.’
‘the nature of this god is to destroy. the nature of this god is to be greedy, to never be satisfied with what he has consumed.’
‘so. screaming at rocks. is that, like, normal behavior here?’
‘fix this. prove your worth. do your fucking job or get out.’
‘I saved your life. doesn’t that make us at least a little square?!’
‘I was scared of you. and I lashed out.’
‘I thought I was better than you, and I’m not. I’m sorry.’
‘when I killed it, it felt like murder.’
‘look, I’m happy to discuss this, really, but I’m currently leaking life out three different wounds and I think I may pass out. would you give me a moment?’
‘well maybe ____ should get his head out of his ass.’
‘ ____ is more fragile than you think.’
‘look, asshole, I don’t need you to tell me what to do.’
‘they say he can read the future. shatter minds.’
‘you misunderstand the nature of our relationship. I am not your friend.’
‘he’s not human. he—- I don’t know what he is.’
‘but ___ was never allowed to be human.’
‘do you trust me?’ / ‘no. but that’s irrelevant.’
‘you don’t know what true suffering is.’
‘I have seen more than my fair share of suffering.’
‘that boy is beyond redemption. that boy is broken like the rest.’
‘I don’t want to be saved! I want power!’
‘that power will destroy everything you’ve ever loved. you will defeat your enemy, and the victory will turn to ashes in your mouth.’
‘we’ve missed something. something’s been laid out for us, but we can’t see it.’
‘fretting won’t make the dead come back to life.’
‘there was nothing human in those eyes.’
‘It was a nightmare, and I couldn’t wake up.’
‘I don’t need your pity. I need you to kill them for me.’
‘whatever it takes. swear it on your life. swear it for me.’
‘I won’t judge him. I don’t dare, because I don’t have the right. and neither do you.’
‘you asked me why I wouldn’t stop him. now you understand. you can’t stop an avenger. you can’t reason with a madman.’
‘I am afraid of what he might do in his quest for vengeance. and I am afraid that he is right.’
‘I am about to do something terrible. and you will have a choice.’
‘they give nothing to the universe, and the universe owes them nothing in return.’
‘you cannot survive my death.’
‘you’re trying to deceive me. you don’t get to deceive me.’
‘this is not the way. this path leads only to darkness.’
‘when are you going to stop being such a damn coward? what are you running from?’
‘you will turn the world to ash, and only demons will live in the rubble.’
‘you dress up your crusade with moral arguments, when in truth you would let millions die if it means you get your so-called justice.’
‘you have not cared about anything for a very long time. you are broken.’
‘I am terrified. but only because I’m starting to remember who I once was. don’t go down that path.’
‘your country is ash. you can’t bring it back with blood.’
‘I’m so sorry. I tried to warn you.’
‘you know the worst part? we’re so close to home.’
‘did you miss me? did you miss this?’
‘I just gave him some of his favorite medicine.’
‘resistance here means suffering. there is no escape. no future.’
‘you have nothing to fight for anymore’
‘what are you defending? you owe ____ nothing.’
‘we were disposable. we were tools. tell me that doesn’t make you furious.’
‘I am sick with fury.’
‘I will die on my feet. I will not die a coward. and neither will you.’
‘we could stay here. we could stay here forever. we wouldn’t have to go back.’
‘you’ll have to live with the consequences. but you’re brave ... you’re the bravest person I’ve ever met.’
‘I have lost everything I care about. I don’t want peace, I want revenge.’
‘I don’t need to sleep. I need to feel nothing.’
‘do you want forgiveness? I can’t give you that.’
‘we avenged him. he’s gone, but avenged.’
‘you have to believe that it was necessary. that it stopped something worse. and even if it wasn’t, it’s the lie we’ll tell ourselves, starting today and every day afterward.’
‘aren’t you supposed to be a seer? do you ever see anything useful?’
‘we have an enemy whom we love.’
‘I’m going to find and kill everyone responsible. you cannot stop me.’
‘oh I’m not going to stop you.’
#rp prompts#literature prompts#literature sentence starters#sentence starters#rp meme#rp sentence starters#the poppy war sentence starters#the poppy war prompt#the poppy war meme
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challenge: 30 questions tag game 💛💛 tagged by lovely sharika @rosebowl 💛💛
answers under the cut because i finally figured out how to do that akjdjakj
1. name/nickname: I don’t really have one! a few people call me alli, but that’s really only family and a few early childhood friends. it makes me fond when they use it but it’s funny to think of most people saying anything other than just allison lol
2. star sign: capricorn 🤠
3. height: 5’3” and a bit
4. birthday: december 26 — yes it’s the day after christmas and yes they get lumped together but also no i don’t hate christmas, i love that cheesy holiday shit!!
5. favorite band: LOL in a shocking twist of fate… it’s bts!!! but also i’m forever obsessed with the national 😬
6. time: 2:22pm!!
7. favorite solo artist: oof maybe sza?? or phoebe bridgers?? i love them both very much
8. song stuck in your head: “0x1=lovesong” by txt (i might finally be getting into them???)
9. last movie you watched: i haven’t watched a movie in a million years, sorry!!! i’m just a tv show person
10. free space: uhhhhhhh besties how are we feeling after all of the vlives they’ve been dropping?? i am personally…… overwhelmed 🙃
11. last show: “doom at your service” 😭😭😭 this is my starter k-drama, per helena/bibillyhillsbaby, and i’m having Lots of Feelings
12: when i created this blog: last november!
13. what i post: ……..thots. mostly about jung hoseok & his cute booty :)
14. last thing i googled: lol the english translation to “into: what am i to you?” because it’s also stuck in my head
15. other blogs: my main, @shelikesperfume 💛
16. do i get asks? only from my cute ass mutuals
17. why i chose my url? because i am a victim of hazel-contacts-taehyung 😫
18. following: 368
19. followers: some!
20. average hours of sleep: i prefer 8+ but sometimes that doesn’t happen and i get cranky :)
21. lucky number: lol uhh no they aren’t
22. instruments: my beautiful voice (for the record…. this is a joke- i cannot sing or play an instrument akzjsjskksk)
23. what am i wearing? bike shorts, a tshirt that says “the sun machine” (which is ironic because i have a terrible sunburn rn), and several blankets
24. dream job: uh i think i would just like to quote sharika: “i do not dream of labor.” i used to want to be a journalist but honestly idk at this point
25. favorite food: MANGOS
26. tea or coffee? coffeeeeee, the stronger the better
27. nationality: american (derogatory)
28. favorite song: this is so hard but i always end up saying “lemonworld” by the national. it gives me the same feeling as listening to “blue side (outro),” which is definitely tied as my other fav at this point 💙
29. last book i read: lmao i’m in the middle of “the bookshop of second chances” by jackie fraser (woman leaves her husband, inherits a large estate in scotland, finds romance there, etc etc)
30. top three fictional universes i would like to live in: lmao my first thought was VACATION, does that count?? but no hmm, i love the show “sex education” on netflix- if i could live in gillian anderson’s house in that show, that’d be rad. or if brandi carlile wanted to invite me to live on her commune, that’d be fine too 🤠
taggin my loves @bibillyhillsbaby @fakelovedotmp3 @blueandtaes @dinamitae @yoongisbengaliwife @taejinnies @jinbestboy @vantehobi @ccypher3 @ftyoongi @gimbapchefs @bel-baby @hellojeongkook @flowerkth @trustingofwinds (optional as always!!)
#hiya :) someone stop me before i tag all of my moots ahhh#again ofc no pressure to do this!! i just love seeing what everyone’s reading/watching/listening to at the mo#💕💕#ps if you tagged me in something last week HELLO ILY and i’m slowly catching back up after a lil social media/vacation break <3#tag games#moots#long post
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Pokemon Insurgence AU: The beginning of the run
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Ayup, coming with another update for the AU!
So, last time we left off immediately after picking our Starter, a Delta Bulbasaur that I named Antonia. Pog. Now we get into the story of the game.
So, our rival is this kid, Damian, who is the last kid from his town to leave on his journey. He only gets a Pokemon because this important dude, the Augur, who is comparable to the Champion in the official games, is visiting the town, and Damian must get him a gift from a nearby cave. He argued with his family in the Town Hall to get to do it.
In this AU, I imagine Wilbur gets Antonia because when he entered the Town Hall to get maybe some info on where he is, he overheard the argument and he kinda got dragged in by Damian. With Antonia by his side, Wilbur headed after Damian into the Shade Forest to keep an eye on him because the kid could hurt himself.
I know it’s not a perfect explanation but it works for now, especially since i am writing this at 2 AM, and we could flesh it out later lol. Anyway! What happened afterwards is under the cut.
First, I forgot to mention this but in Insurgence, Pokemon follow you around just like in Heart Gold and Soul Silver. That means we will see our party members in the overworld and of course I’ll share those screenshots. Here’s Antonia in the overworld:
Look at her :D
Anyway, the first wild Pokemon encounter we had was a male Nidoran that was successfully caught. He was named Freddie.
Now, remember how in my previous post I was all like this?
And this?
Well... I was battling trainers in the forest, I sent out Antonia to take care of a Starly because Freddie was a under her level, and then Starly used Quick Attack:
I almost pissed myself and the discord server I was liveblogging kinda the run in also had a heart attack with me because we love Antonia to bits. She survived though, but in came a lot of close call for all of the team so far. Then she got poisoned by another trainer’s Roselia, but she survived.
So... I may have challenged the gods of Nuzlocke runs. Oh dear.
Anyway, I got into the Cave and another encounter... It was a Diglett!
So funny thing I have the plan to name the Pokemon after theatre references, anything from characters from plays (Freddie is named after George III because Hamilton for example), playwrights (Antonia is named after Chekhov) but at Diglett, because of the fact that she is a mole and we had so many close encounters so far, I decided to name her Oreli, so she may survive further by defying fate, like her namesake defied 100bur lmao.
Here is Oreli:
Okay but the image is funny by itself because I can just imagine Wilbur being like How are you in a dirt hole inside the building? in a very endearing way.
The discord server and I then proceeded to piss ourselves again while leveling up because again my team was brought into the red zone. Oreli was brought o one HP because of poison, but she survived!
And then we finally reached Damian. He didn’t find the gift but when we get there we get to eavesdrop on a convenientTM conversation between the baddies: cultists! The dudes were talking about how they want to kill the Augur and how they sent assassins to kill him.
They say this and we’ll point at this and laugh later:
Anyway hearing this Damian is urging u to go back to warn the Augur. My dude Wilbur basically gets involved in this story purely because he’s the adult in this situation.
But yeah the next thing I did was grind to level 13 my party and I stopped playing there. I know the story and i put limits on how far i can level up, based on the game’s wiki. It may seem a pretty high level but the game is pretty difficult so leveling up is important. Anyway I stocked up on potions and I am hoping for the best.
I love how so far Wilbur’s party consists of:
Polite pink frog creature
Poisonous spiky rabbit
Magic mole whose body below the head is unknown
Love it!
And I’ll leave you guys here, but not without showing you this accidental thing I saw before i finished the grinding session:
;~; Antoniaaaaa you warmed up to him so fast waaaaaah I love this.
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Shackles 11: Resolve
[part 10]
“Anymore?” That’s all Ilia could think to say in the windswept desert, surrounded by wounded escapees and the guards she struck down. Ilia looked to her left to see Yang tend to Adam’s wounds as best as possible with the supplies they had. “Should we expect anymore to come out? There’s…less than I expected.”
“Other than Blake and Jacquelyn, I couldn’t say. Right now I’m worried about whether any one of us can make a trip to Vacou in this condition.”
“I handled that already. Right now I’m more concerned about-” a tremor cut her off. The entrance of the mine shaft began crumbling as Blake and Jacquelyn ran out. The maiden raised her foot and stomped the ground again, causing another tremble that closed the entrance with rubble.
Jacquelyn looked at her handy work briefly while she brought her hands together to pray. “It’s not a proper burial, but it’s the best I could offer. Forgive me.” She gave a moment of silence before running off to Adam. Beside him was a girl she didn’t recognize and Yang. “How is he!?”
“Breathing, but that’s about all I can say. I did stop some bleeding. In this situation though…”
“I got it…” Jacquelyn uttered. She sat by his side quietly and took his hand. It was faint but she could feel him gently squeeze back. “Hang on a little longer okay?” Her eyes watered. Unsure of what to do or feel, Jasmine remained speechless.
Yang stood up and gave them space. Truthfully she didn’t think she could watch Jacquelyn cry. Something about it…hit a little close to home. Despite her personal feelings, Yang hoped for the best. Her eyes spotted Blake standing apart from everyone else. Yang approached without hesitation but was shocked whenever she tried reaching out and Blake moved away; not even looking her way.
“Blake? Hey, what’s wrong?” She waited patiently but didn’t get a response. “Blake, you're scaring me a little. What happened?”
“I…I just…” Blake dropped to her knees and covered her mouth. She could that pit in her stomach start churning as she did her best to keep calm. She could still feel it. The pounding in her chest and the adrenaline that made her shake violently. Next thing she knew Yang had was holding her while Blake struggled to breathe.
“Blake!? Blake what’s wrong!? Ilia! Something is wrong!”
“What!?” She came rushing over and saw Blake on the ground, her pupils extremely cat-like. “She’s hyperventilating! Blake you gotta calm down! Look at me. Deep breaths.”
Try as she might, Blake couldn’t. Her senses felt heightened beyond anything she’s ever felt. The cries of friends became muffled and their tearful expressions blurred. Blake once again found herself fading into darkness.
xxxx
Blake couldn’t understand what was happening to her or how long it lasted. As quickly as the darkness came, there was light again. However, it wasn’t sun light; and she wasn’t on the sand. Blake was staring up at the ceiling. A quick head tilt told her all she needed. Blake in a hospital, Menagerie’s hospital. Wait…
Blake sprung up. “How’d I get here!?” She looked at her to see an IV drip connected. She was about to take it out when the door opened. Blake gasped to see her father walk in. He was just as surprised to see her awake.
“Blake!” He ran over and gave her a hug. “Thank goodness you’re okay!”
“Dad? What are you doing here?”
“Me? I should be the one asking you that. At least…that’s what I would say if Sun hadn’t filled in your mother and I when we returned.” Ghira finally stopped hugging but grabbed his daughter’s shoulders. “Blake, how could you not tell us something so important?”
Blake’s eyes softened with guilt. “It’s not as if I didn’t trust you. It was just…a lot to process. I’m still processing. Ugh, my shoulders.”
Ghira let go. “Sorry. I didn’t realize-”
“No, it’s not you. My entire body feels like lead. What happened to me? How am I back here?”
Her father sat by her side and stroked his beard. “Well for starters the doctors say you had a severe panic attack. As for how you’re here, you arrived by airship flown by Ilia; along with several other ships with more of Sun’s friends.
So that was it. Sun or Ilia must’ve told the rest of team SSSN ahead of time to be ready with evacuation. It was pretty ridiculous that asking for their help didn’t even cross her mind.
“You’re not all they brought. There were few others. The ones that didn’t need immediate help or couldn’t manage in Vacou. Unfortunately… some didn’t survive.”
The pit in her stomach came back again. “I see. Guess it would’ve been wishful thinking to assume otherwise.” Blake gripped her knees and shut her eyes. No need to beat around the bush. “Where’s Adam?”
“He’s in intensive care, underwatch.”
“Take me to him.”
“Blake you need to-”
“I’ll search every room, so just tell me.” Blake removed the IV drip and proceeded to leave. Ghira didn’t think twice following behind her. He didn’t even know why she asked for help. Blake was heading in the obvious direction. Where the noise was loudest.
Way down the hall near the back of the hospital had many empty rooms. Menagerie typically never reached close to max capacity, so the fact several rooms had wound in it at all was a shock. The furthest room was surrounded by guards . The only thing in their way being Yang.
One guard in particular, a man with a faded scar on his right eye, confronted the blonde. “For the hundredth time, step aside.”
“You know I would’ve thought the third time I said no would be enough to get the point across. Ninety seven more times feels obsessive.”
“Ma’am if you continue this behavior then-”
Blake called the guard’s “Saber!” They all turned to the approaching leader and former leader. “What’s this about?”
“Blake! You scared me half to death!”
“Madam, your friend refuses to let us in and restrain the terrorist.”
“Restrain? He couldn’t even see last time I saw him. I’m shocked he made it on life support.”
“Be that as it may, he’s far too dangerous to be left unrestrained. Once he no longer needs treatment he will be locked up and tried-”
“He’s not going to jail.” Blake said calmly. No surprise that everyone looked at her like she said something crazy. By all means it was. “The world thinks he’s dead. Let’s keep it that way.”
“Keep it that way? He’s wanted everywhere; terrorized everywhere! We can’t simply keep that under wraps Mrs. Belladonna.”
“Said who?” Blake challenged, standing up straight. “The world already has its story and as far as I’m concerned, it’s pound of flesh as well. That hell we found him in was worse than anything a judge could pass onto him. Besides, people would get unrest learning he’s alive after everything that happened.”
“That doesn’t change anything! His name causes panic and discourse regardless if people think he’s dead. All the lives he’s uprooted, the divide. A beating-”
“Saber.” Blake’s voice cut through the air like her blade, demanding attention. “Do not try to preach to me about the people he’s hurt. I’m well aware.”
“That’s…I didn’t…” Saber bit his tongue. Yang put her hand on the man’s shoulder.
“Take it from me, you’re not going to persuade her.”
Blake walked to the door and faced all the guards. Their mixed emotions plain to see and obvious frustration. “All of you have protected the people and my family more times than I can count. You’re always dependable. I trust you. However, I can’t just ask you to keep this a secret; I’m ordering you to, as High Leader. Wash your hands of it completely.
Saber and others were stunned. “You can’t…Ghira, you’re just going to let her do that!? That’s a blatant abuse of power!”
“Calm down Saber. It’s true that I would never use status like this and I would advise my daughter to tread lightly with that title, but I have no more power than you here. Let’s all just…discuss the details later. For now I don’t see the point in alarming everyone about our…our patient.”
“Your patient, not mine or the guards.” Saber and the guards began to take their leave. “But we will not say a word, per the High Leader’s orders. However, I expect that man to be in one of our cells discreetly. Once he heals of course. Discussing his fate means nothing right now.”
Blake kept any remarks she had about that condition, choosing to bow instead. “I appreciate your cooperation.” She rose, not expecting a reply. “Yang, thank you.”
“Don’t mention it. I was only around in the first place because I wanted a check up.” Yang rubbed her stomach. “Looks like stubbornness runs in the family. Doctor says the little spitfire is perfectly fine. Embers are burning strong.”
“I’m glad to hear, honestly. Heh…Ember, that’s a good name.”
Yang chuckled. “Meh, too on the nose. But…I’ll give it thought. Sun was here earlier by the way. He took Jacquelyn to your home with Ilia. Those two weren’t exactly happy with the guards. Not to guilt trip you but Sun has been doing a lot without question. Love or not, you owe him.”
“She most certainly does.” Ghira piped up. “Your mother didn’t take the news well.”
Blake winced. Yang patted her back to offer any comfort. She never saw Kali angry before but if she was anything like Blake was on that mineshaft, then Sun was a real trooper. “Listen Blake, try to slow down for a while. For everyone’s sake.”
“I…sigh, yeah.”
“Good. Hate to tell you but I think I’m at the end of my rope. I’m spent.”
Blake frowned. It made sense, but it still hurt to hear. “I take it you’re leaving then? Sorry this trip wasn’t anything it was meant to be.”
“Huh? What are you talking about?” Yang smiled, pulling Blake into a hug. “I made up with my ex. Be safe, okay?”
“…Sure thing.” Blake’s arms tightened the hug. Funny, was Yang always this warm? Blake couldn’t remember. Maybe it’s just been far too long since they felt comfortable with each other. “Let me know Jaune’s reaction.”
“Oh I’m recording it.” Yang let go and walked away. However, she felt the need to look back at Adam’s door. “For what it’s worth, I don’t think we rescued the person we fought at Argus, but that doesn’t mean I think you’re right. Still, I hope you prove me wrong.” Yang waved goodbye and left. Hope wasn’t something she had for the situation. Nevertheless, if Blake called, Yang would answer. And who knows? Crazier things have happened. It made her wonder…
“Hmmm, I should talk to mom again.”
Blake couldn’t explain why Yang’s words calmed her nerves but it did. She gave her loving father a glance. “I should‘ve told you and mom from the start. I’m sorry.”
“Sigh, I’m not upset. Not anymore; I feared this secret was quietly terrifying you; that him being out there would give you unrest. I never expected you to come to his defense.”
“Do you think I’m being stupid?”
“Sweetheart, of course not. There’s not a day that I have thought that. However, recklessness and naïveté, no one is immune to those.”
“Dad, you’ve taught there’s strength in forgiveness; that it is infinitely harder to believe a person can change after they crossed so many lines. I…I can’t go around preaching that to others around the world if I don’t at least try once, really try. So…” Ghira placed his hand on her. His calm expression and gentle eyes locked with her as he nodded ever so slightly. Blake grabbed his hand and nodded back. “Watch the door.”
“Oh you were never going to stop me from doing that.” He smiled.
Blake let go, finally going inside. The shades were tilted to let in a bit of light; the windows tightly locked. There he was, the center of all of this, laying in a hospital bed. Adam’s face wasn’t swollen anymore. Now it was only covered in red and purple bruises. Monitors beeped steadily and he was hooked up like she was, but with the addition of a nasal cannula. Blake took a seat to unwind.
“I know you’re awake.” She watched Adam’s head turn to her and smirk. The man opened his tired eyes. Right of the back, Blake understood what Yang meant. “Hey…”
“Hey. You look a little rough there Blake.”
“Like you’re in a position to say that?”
“Heh, I always look rough. Now I just feel it too. Gotta admit, I’m shocked I cheated death again. How’s Jackie?”
“Seething or crying most likely, but safe.”
Adam let out a sigh of relief, sinking into his bed. “Good. I thought I heard her earlier but I wasn’t sure.” He noticed how tense Blake looked. Her ears were alert and posture rigid. “I take it you want answers?”
“No shit! What the hell happened? The last time I saw you was when both of you took off in an airship. Had I known you two were planning to hide in Menagerie’s desert…”
“Her idea, not mine. Though I gotta admit that it was pretty solid for the most part. Up until now anyways.”
“That’s what I don’t get. Out the blue, people with an axe to grind come knocking on your door and-”
“They weren’t here for me.” Adam interjected, sitting up slowly. “Blake, Menagerie is ground zero for White Fang. They came looking for anyone they wrote off as a beast who needed correcting. Plans changed though once they found me.”
Blake’s eyes widened. That thought never crossed her mind but it made sense. Plenty of old White Fang members chose to stay here. If they saw Ilia as a beast then of course they would look here. It was only by coincidence that she was in Vacou helping.
“You’d be surprised how many people actually try sneaking onto the island from the desert. Most don’t last while others are more persistent. One day Jackie went off to town and that’s when they showed up. That had to have planned it because the timing was too perfect and the numbers were too heavy for infiltration. The house was surrounded and I was in bed.”
“They caught you off guard, of all people ?”
“Things have been quiet for years. I don’t go into town so yeah, I wasn’t expecting karama to open the door like it opened the place.”
“We were inside the house. There wasn’t a sign of a struggle whatsoever.”
“Because I went quietly.”
“Why!?” Blake stood up forcefully. “It makes no sense! You’d sooner die than let anyone capture you. I don’t care how many years it’s been.”
“…heh, you’re not wrong. Truthfully, I was ready to slaughter as many as possible. But…the house would’ve been obliterated; and Jackie would’ve come back to a literal dead beat. Did she tell you that she’s pregnant?”
“You knew!?” Blake gasped, “She said she didn’t tell you yet.”
“The house is only so big. Jackie is bad at hiding her feelings and items, like a pregnancy test. Even without it, things were obvious. I’m with her constantly.”
Blake took her seat again. Now things were fitting together. “You left to protect her.”
“More or less. I don’t know, that’s giving me too much credit. I did leave for her safety but also to keep myself alive a bit longer. I never doubted that she would look for me. Involving you though… I guess her pregnancy was more of a hurdle than I thought. Jackie never wants help.”
“She was a mess when I found her in my house.”
“Like I said, she doesn’t hide emotions well. So, I doubt I have to tell you anything else. You saw where I ended up. Is Sobek dead?”
Blake clicked her tongue and narrowed her eyes. “I can’t say. The mineshaft was sealed but that’s all I know, and we both know that no body doesn’t mean death. ”
“Hehehe.”
“How could you laugh at that!? It’s not funny. I’m so sick and tired of….ugh, I don’t even know what’s pissing me off anymore!” Blake put her head in her hands.”
“…Things would’ve been easier if I died that day, huh?”
“YES! I mean…no, I…what are you doing!? What’s the angle!? Why is everything connected to you just a spit in the face to me!?” Blake got up again, tears running like a river. “All things you’ve done to me, the bonds you tested, I should feel nothing but anger for what you’ve done to me; yet the day I learned you were still alive was a weight off my chest. I wanna tell myself I don’t care but even now I’m happy to see you actually speak to me in earnest. You didn’t believe in my dream, my beliefs, and this entire mess not only proved I’ve actually done nothing so far, but also that I’m clueless to what’s happening in my own home! Despite all that…I ran to you. Adam I killed for you. Sobek was made because of you and yet I felt anger deep inside I never had before. I was borderline feral! Yet here I am, upset at myself because I’m buying into every little prayer that I have about believing you are changing as a person and aren’t playing the two people in this world that actually want you alive!” Her lungs burned immensely.
Adam watched her eyes constrict and her body shook violently, yet just as Blake said, her eyes didn’t hold the rage he once had. They could never hold it. Adam bit down on his lip, straining his body to get out of bed. The stitches on him bled while his legs barely kept him up. Forgiveness was unthinkable to ask for. There wasn’t much he could say that wouldn’t sound wrong or halfhearted. Still, saying nothing now was not an option.
“Blake…” he leaned forward, falling actually; gently onto Blake who caught him. “Thank you for having hope. As for that anger, it’s proof you’re different from me, Jacquelyn, Sobek, and anyone like us. Righteous fury, to truly be angry for someone else’s circumstance, it’s why people follow you; why they will continue to follow you. Why…I’ll follow you.”
Blake hadn’t realized it until now, but she was still trying to keep calm; to let the turmoil inside her subside, but now…she couldn’t. Not after that. Her legs gave, falling to the floor with Adam. The tears she thought were running free rushed out twice as hard as Blake audibly began to cry her heart out, gripping Adam’s clothes.
“Please…I’m begging you…” She sobbed heavily. “Let this be real.”
He finally put his arms around her, unsure of all his actions. “I swear.”
Words weren’t enough, but a foundation needed to start somewhere. Against many opinions, Blake chose to believe in his words. It was far too late to turn back now. The tidal wave of emotions that festered inside had finally run its course. Blake couldn’t say she felt better right now, but she didn’t feel worse. A small victory, but one nonetheless. All the tension Blake had made her fail to notice the rummaging outside the door. Suddenly it swung open, startling Blake to her feet. In just a single blink, a blur of black and white dashed behind Adam. It was the girl that was near him in the desert.
Ghira rushed in. “Sorry! I tried stopping her, but she barreled her way through.” He looked at the hospital gowned girl who growled and quivered behind Adam. “Do you…know this girl?”
“I guess you can say that. She was in the mines too.”
“Oh. I’m sorry to hear that little one. If that’s the case then having you run around might be dangerous if you aren’t healthy.” Ghira took a step and the tiger faunus ducked behind Adam in fear, shaking. He took a couple steps back. “Poor child. I can’t imagine how she’s feeling right now. Does she…have a family?”
Adam was about to speak but small hands gripped his shirt. Jasmine made no effort to speak. She simply stood there, her eyes vacant and almost dead. She would’ve been nonexistent if not for the fact they were all looking right at her.
“Can she speak?” Ghira asked.
“She can, or at least could.” Adam reached for her. The child’s eyes softened slightly, her ears falling down when his hand rested on her head. Jasmine’s eyes shut tight and she began whimpering. Tears trickled down dark sunburned cheeks.”
“I can’t imagine what happened in that place, but it appears someone got attached.”
“She snuck past guards to speak to me several times. As well as stopped them all from branding me with another scar. Both her parents and her brother…didn’t make it.”
Blake could only ache for the child. To have lost so much so early on. It was clear to see why Adam would be drawn to her. “What’s her name?”
“It’s-”
“Sienna.” Jasmine said, breaking her silence and shocking everyone. “My name, it’s Sienna.” Her voice was meek and a bit dry. The lie came naturally, almost like instinct. However, it didn’t feel like a lie. Not to her, or to Adam. An unspoken acknowledgment happened when their eyes met, a sad truth and new reality. Back in the mineshaft in that cruel cell, there may have only been one body, but two people died there. A brother and sister that loved each other to the end. The girl he rescued was not the one who got imprisoned; nor would it ever be.
“That’s right.” Adam uttered, lamenting the deaths brought by his own past arrogance. “Her name is Sienna.”
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Oda Nobunaga from Fate
My otp for them: Okita Souji, of course! They're the Gudaguda girls, after all.
My brotp for them: Mysterious Heroine X, since they pair up during the second summer event. Also basically everyone in the Gudaguda family. Out of universe, I think she'd get along well with a lot of my favorites - especially the gun lovers (Isaac Clarke, Samus Aran, Kongou) and the jovial slice-of-lifers (Hotaru Shidare, Mao Yasaka).
Any other ships: I've seen very cute art of her Demon King form with Okita Alter - that's a really cute pair.
Their best friend: Probably Okita again. Friends bickering right their way into married couple status.
My favorite nickname for them: Nobu! (I also call her My King)
My favorite AU of them: Either Redline where she takes up the role of an antagonist or the challenge mode my friend brought up to me where you play FGO but with her as your main servant. That would be SICK.
My favorite outfit they wear: Her Demon King of Fifth Heaven form... the epitome of badass and beauty. My King truly has never looked so amazing!
Defining color: Red, very red!
Would I date them: What kind of question is that? Look at her; LOOK AT HER. YES. ABSOLUTELY.
First impression: Kinda cute, don't really know too much about her. I missed her event, but I'm sure I'll get to know her better when the re-run happens.
Current impression: WOW HAHA I LOVE HER. She's a joke character that still manages to carry a lot of weight on her shoulders, though it never undermines her personality and jovial nature. Easily Top 3 favorite Fate Servants.
Hogwarts House: I'm not a Potter guy, so skip.
Which Pokemon starter they’d be: Maybe basic, but Charmander - the flames, the attitude. Oh yeah. It's all coming together.
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