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painfulbass · 3 years

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☾ ˚⊹ ❛❛ GENERAL QUICK CROSSOVER GUIDE

So crossovers are usually difficult for a lot of people. So, because I tend to think about these things, I thought I would make this comprehensive list/guide to writing crossovers with me. This isn’t anything in concrete, but to get the ball rolling or to help make it easier for both sides to contribute to plotting. It can be hard when you don’t know the fandom.

FNF, or Friday Night Funkin’ is a rhythm based game around rap battles. The Protagonist (known as BF) is trying to prove himself and win over his Girlfriend’s (GF) Dad, and it spirals from there. Gameplay style, it is very similar to Dance Dance Revolution, and the music is a fast pasted dubstyle/chiptune soundtrack.

What a lot of people know FNF for, however is the Mods. Due to it being on Newgrounds, and the creators having it be open asset, many creators are able to make their own “weeks” for players to challenge their skills in. Ruv, and those within Mid Fight Masses, are one of those mods. You can find most of their lore scattered in the scenes of their week, or by going on their official FNF Wiki.

Now, what does this mean for crossovers? I put it under a read more, simply because this is going to be a lot. I’m going to explain crossover verses I have. How I make them, and how YOU could have your character be in the FNF verse quite easily. So go under the read more to continue reading.

☾ ˚⊹ ❛❛ RUV IN OTHER UNIVERSES

Here are some just ideas that I came up with. While not EVERY interaction will work with these, they are ideas. They’re meant to kick start ideas and inspirations. I do not consider these full verses until I’ve talked with the other mun to make sure that they are okay with it. These can easily be changed, and swapped out for different things. My main goal here is to try and keep Ruv down to his core elements while fitting into a new setting.

POKEMON- Ruv, along with Sarv run the church- which she has turned into a sanctuary and a Nursery. Much like in Canon, Sarv is supernatural, and Ruv as a run away criminal vowed his life for all eternity to protect her. With church’s going out however, the next next step would be a PokeNursery. Ruv acts as protector of the Nursery from trainers and groups alike. He usually is seen sitting on the roof, throwing pebbles at kids or passerby’s who irk him in some way. You can always find his Onix, his Low-Key Toxtricity, and his Absol around him or the nursery at all times. He does still have his strength, speed, and other abilities. The “face” he has is also a mask- an attempt to hide his identity as the wanted criminal.

OWL HOUSE- Ruv was a wanted criminal for the longest time. His magic, due to where he was born was a lot less like those around him. He could fit into the covens, but anything he did reflected back on him. Living alone, and learning to just modify himself he became a wanted criminal with a bone breaking shout. However all of those times soon came to a stop as he met the winged mistress he stays with now. Protecting her (though she is much more than capable of protecting himself) she runs one of the many sects in the area. It isn’t the best building, but it’s out of the way and he usually isn’t spotted. However, unfortunately his past comes back to haunt him. He has no choice, and begrudgingly assists the Guards to repay for his crimes. Tied to Sarv through magical bonds, he has made it clear to those in charge and to her- should something come between his duty as a guard or her, he would chose her a million times over.

DUCKTALES- Ruv is the petrified remains of the guardian of St. Sarvente. Awoken as the earth was shifted off of it’s orbit and forced into something it’s not, the callous guard is in search of the one he calls Sarvente, whom he claims is the Ruler of Souls and the one he Vowed to Protect. He is, 100% made of stone.

TOONTOWN- Stickfigures aren’t uncommon drawings. One’s as complicated as he and Sarv though usually get a few eyes. Not only that, but video game characters are always treated differently in Toontown. Maybe it’s because of a developers history, or lack there of. The story of Ruvyzvat being a heartless killer however spreads like wild flower, and while he and Sarv will primarily stay at the church... sometimes curiosity becomes too much.

KINGDOM HEARTS- FNF is it’s own world. Keyblade turned into a microphone, Ruv & Sarv are some of the first that would be met. Despite their challenge, they are rather distanced from the troubles of the Darkness and Light and would be semi-good companions.

THE BLACKOUT CLUB- Ruv is a 16. Any day will be the day that a voice will end up taking over, merging with his mind. That’s fine. Much like how Seed-The-Grudge would want, he’ll just get revenge.

HAZBIN HOTEL / HELLUVA BOSS- Ruv ironically enough is one of the few in Hell who does not make him dead. In fact, in some cases that can make him extremely rare. This crossover he IS able to accompany Sarvente into the Underworld, and follow her on her treks through it. While most assume he is a dead sinner, he usually just doesn’t answer. However something about being here and meeting those who reside within the land sets him off. He’s a tad more feral, and a tad more willing to go to the violent answer.

PORTAL- Violence core. What else is there to say? Alternatively, him being a test subject would be fascinating, especially if he was grabbed post-vow. The man is immortal, and therefore would have messed with the tests just by the fact that there is only way for him to die. Death isn’t the worst thing to happen to a man however, and he does still feel pain.

RWBY- Ruv has the ability to manipulate sound waves, specifically his own). Trained with great strength and and even greater speed, his form of combat is continuously dodging as he looks for a weak spot. Weapons of choice are shot gun snow boots, and his sickle that doubles as a short sword.

DOCTOR WHO- Sarv has the ability to create portals. While they are MEANT to be used to intergalactive travel, but instead parallel world travel that in of itself is monumental for a lot of DW plots. Ruv and Sarv can easily go from one universe to the next, however chose to stay in the church. Not to mention Ruv’s skills in target elimination and his abilities would make for some individuals to repurpose him into a weapon. While they have been approached by UNIT on several occasions, they always refuse. However, enough time has passed that they’re starting to notice that the couple in the church aren’t aging...

FNAF- RUVYZVAT and SARVENTE were creations of Fazbear Entertainments as karaoke machines... if we want to go the robot route. If we want to go the normal person route, Ruv was hired by Fazbear’s because it’s one of the few places that doesn’t do a background check, and when he said he wanted to wear a mask as part of the work outfit they were all for it. He runs the karaoke machine though. Stays away from quite literally everyone. While he isn’t the infamous killer of children here, he does have a reputation of his own that he is running from, and that does tend to make him silent.

BATIM- Criminal on the run stumbles into the wastelands formerly known as Bendy’s. Actually enjoys it at first because the cartoon was popular when he was a child. ALT. Stickman drawing of one of the artists come to life. Usually pretends to be Lost One, but when he’s alone with another (Sarvente) they turn into their stickman version selves. Has the ability to jump between 2 and 3 dimensions, but none of the strength or voice.

PSYCHONAUTS- Agent Ruvyzvat, Russian sector. Ruv is working for the Psychonauts in some weird, turning event. Mainly because the sole woman that he trusts and saved his life, Agent Sarvente brought him in. The two are inseparable, and despite Sasha and Nein being infamous for their clinginess, these two take it to a whole knew level. Ruve’s “loud voice” is actually a psychic ability he can use outside of the mind to jumble and confuse thoughts and has no damage on anything physically in the present.

GRAVITY FALLS- Sarvente is a Demon, much like Bill. Where sa Bill desires nothing but chaos and madness, Sarvente is trying her best to keep the world like it is and preserve it’s beauty. Seeing such beauty in a runaway criminal, she and he run to the forests of Oregon. Throughout Weirdmageddon, neither managed to be captured or turned to stone, however Ruv seemingly gained his incredible voice abilities. Now, they live in a semi-collapsed church out in the forest. Sarvente always asking those who come her way to join their church, Ruv is suspicious why such events would happen in such a small town, and is distrusting of most everyone he sees.

DETECTIVE CONAN / KAITOU KID / ANY ANIME OR SERIES LIKE THAT- VERY infamous criminal. Take his “Wanted Dead or Alive” that exists in all other verses, and ramp that up quite a bit. Usually wears a mask whenever he is committing a crime. He does seem to be in it for the fun, though it’s hard to tell with the stoic and expressionless looks. That being said, he does seem to have a very clear goal of what he wants. There are no patterns to where he hits, or what he takes. From wallets of people off the streets, to priceless artifacts. He’ll find where Sarvente went, and how they were able to change her mind in such a way.... how they could corrupt her.

MODERN / NON-EXTREMELY FANTASTICAL- Ruv is honestly a rather down to Earth individual, in some terms. He is untrusting of EVERYTHING, but also due to his own strengths finds little that fear or challenges him. Keep him mind he did make a deal with Lucifer (or his Lucifer) for Immortality for protecting her. While he will always be doing things on his own, a lot of his end goals and motives will come back to her. Without her involvement, he is a walking, talking, machine of destruction with no sway on which side he decides to tear apart.

☾ ˚⊹ ❛❛ GENERAL STOPPING POINTS FOR WANTING TO PLOT

DON’T KNOW THE WORLD YOU’RE FROM / YOU DON’T KNOW MY LORE. - That’s fine. I can get my hands dirty. I can research. In fact I usually would love nothing more to. I love learning about new fandoms, or new media to get into. You shouldn’t be afraid of that. As for mine- It should take someone less than an hour to get through all of the links I have posted in the RESOURCES tab in my bio. I’ve timed it. So if you have an hour to spare, or 15, or just enough time to read his wiki that’s fine. He’s not from a long running show, or anything like that. You can catch up extremely quick.

WELL WHAT ABOUT A BOOK/COMIC? HOW WOULD HE FIT IN?- If we are talking about Super Hero comics, then it depends. 90% of the time I will just play up his wanted status a lot more, and make it more of a reason for an interaction. You just ran into a man who has killed hundreds. If your muse is a super hero, or a vigilante? Would you let him go? What a villain? That might make a good partner.

TV SHOW? LIVE ACTION?- Again, it depends on the type of show. Superhero follows the same above. If it’s investigative, have him be a witness. Or a falsely accused man who can prove he isn’t the guilty party. Is it more supernatural- well he did make a deal with Lucifer and is an immortal now from it. There are a million ways to spin it. Don’t look at making him a big character. Quite honestly, side characters that you pass in the street have just as much backstory, and as long as there is a plausible chance of interactions then we can work it out from there.

☾ ˚⊹ ❛❛ GENERAL IDEAS TO BE AWARE OF THAT MIGHT HELP

HE IS A WANTED CRIMINAL.- Meaning his name Ruvyzvat is known. Despite his crimes going on for decades, he is on the run and never stopped. Several city, state, countries, and possibly nations are looking for him, and looking to take him in.

HE IS ALSO AN IMMORTAL.- While he hasn’t been around forever, and nearly not as long as Sarvente has been, he HAS been around for at least 100 years, give or take some. He can be injured, but even fatal injuries heal in an almost Deadpool like way.

HE ALSO HAS SUPERNATURAL POWERS.- His speed and reflexes alone is not something to be taken lightly. He does train and fight with Lucifer on what used to be a semi-regular basis. He has moved and adapted to be able to make sure no one but the singular person he trusts is able to lay a hand on him. That isn’t to say you can’t catch him off guard. You also have his inhuman strength to worry about, but most of all his voice. His voice which could completely demolish a building, and that isn’t the full strength. He has an amazing control over it, but that certainly isn’t a trait of his to ignore.

HE IS NOT ALWAYS IN THE CHURCH. I MADE SURE OF THAT WHEN I MADE MY BLOG.- He goes on walks, and he goes on errands. He also goes to the Gym on occasion, though not as often. He enjoys walks on the beach far earlier than anyone should be awake at. What I’m saying is running into him OUTSIDE of the church is possible. That being said, meeting him IN the church is your best bet for him warming up quicker. He feels safer in the church, and therefore usually wishes to stay there.

DOESN’T FIT THE STYLE OF CHARACTERS/WORLD? - If he doesn’t fit, then I can work to adapt him into something that WOULD fit. What characteristics about him doesn’t work. This is when I would need plotting help. If, lets say it was an all animal world, we can talk about what he is, his traits, and other such things. I am always happy to not use my icons- I just like to because I think they’re neat and I worked hard on them.

WHAT WOULD HE BE DOING?- Any number of things. He likes throwing pebbles at people. He mainly guards and protects Sarvente and her things, but I know we’re talking besides this. He cannot cook, but he does actually sew, and he does read quite a bit. Working on his fist to fist fighting would be a big one. He likes secluded areas, which especially work for explorer’s and people who walk off the beaten path.

IS THERE ANYWHERE HE COULDN’T BE?- He wouldn’t be at a bar. Ruv doesn’t drink, at all. I also don’t see him at any parties unless Sarv dragged him to them. Writing starters or plotting around those are perfectly fine, but do not expect his muse to be comfortable while he’s there.

HE SEEMS OVERPOWERED.- At times, he certainly can be, but only when he feels it’s necessary. He doesn’t flaunt his abilities, and most he has are out of self preservation. If you as a mun are worried about him and what he can do, the best thing you can do is read my information, look into his wiki, and then come and talk to me. Ruv isn’t someone who will 100% abuse what abilities he has, especially since now he is trying his best to be better for her since it makes her happy.

☾ ˚⊹ ❛❛ GENERAL IDEAS TO HAVE YOUR CHARACTERS IN HIS UNIVERSE

LOCATIONS?- The Church, the back alleys, the karaoke bar (that primarily does rap battles), the Alternate dimension that Sarv made so that he can be loud and not retrain his voice.

MOTIVATIONS?- If your muse is in the FNF world, then be ready for some sick beats to be dropped. Your muse could be rescuing someone from the BBEG and going through the slew of minions to sing against. There’s always the alternative side of this of “what the hell is going on?”

MY CHARACTER ISN’T FROM THERE, SO THEY WOULDN’T FIT IN.- Well I do have a “main” verse which replaces raps with fists. Looking for someone important to them, in the search of a deep and hidden artifact within the search, the rumors of a man born 100 years ago- theres a lot to be found in the library if you looked.

WHAT DOES THE FNF WORLD CONSIST OF?- It consists of Demon Daddies, Singing Skeletons and Pumpkins, Tankmen, a Demonic Lemon Demon, Sentient Video Game Characters, and if you take the mods in you also have Demon, Angels, Ghosts, Deadly Ex’s, Bomb Headed Men-- I promise your character will fit in at the end of the day.

ISN’T HE EXTREMELY AGGRESSIVE AND HARD TO TALK TO?- He can be. He talks in very short sentences, however I do my best to give my reply enough that you can reply to. Actions, and I chose to be very descriptive with his expressions in this case. Ruv spend many years alone, and sometimes with him, actions speak louder than words. When you or your muse figure that out is up to you.

WELL WE CAN’T DO AN ENTIRE THREAD IN A CHURCH.- I never said we had to. He is more than happy to leave the church should he want, and should there be a reason. Usually, (despite what it seems) he does like helping people, so you can lure him out that way ;)

#∘⡊ ☾ ˚⊹ 𝕽𝖚𝖓 𝕬𝖜𝖆𝖞 𝖂𝖆𝖓𝖙𝖊𝖉 𝕸𝖆𝖓 ⊹ — ❛❛ v. crossover.#∘⡊ ☾ ˚⊹ 𝕴𝖙'𝖘 𝕶. ⊹ — ❛❛ resources.#∘⡊ ☾ ˚⊹ 𝕴𝖙'𝖘 𝕶. ⊹ — ❛❛ psa & updates.#∘⡊ ☾ ˚⊹ 𝕴𝖙'𝖘 𝕶. ⊹ — ❛❛ save.#i added all i could think of #just so i could kinda help out when it came to plotting but #even if we don't know each others universes or anything #this is pretty comprehensive so i hope it helps #i spent a while on it and it should be pretty helpful to anyone who wants to write with me but has no idea how #now if you excuse me im going to scream because of how long this took #∘⡊ ☾ ˚⊹ 𝕾𝖎𝖓𝖋𝖚𝖑 𝕰𝖓𝖉 ⊹ — ❛❛ headcanon.#∘⡊ ☾ ˚⊹ 𝕾𝖎𝖓𝖋𝖚𝖑 𝕰𝖓𝖉 ⊹ — ❛❛ meta.

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franklyshipping · 4 years

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Day 20 ~ Christmas 2019 Ego Fanfics

WOOOOOO DAY HECKIN 20 PEOPLE, LET'S KEEP THE CUTENESS ROLLING WOOOO LET'S DO THIS!

I imagine that if you have offspring, and that offspring has a passion or an intense hobbie, it is your duty as a loving parent to encourage it to the absolute maximum at any given opportunity. In this instance, Chase has literally saved up as much money as he could so he could help his sweet 7 year old Marceline with her passion for make-up. You may think that this is a typical interest for a young girl in our modern society, however, it’s a tad different. Marceline’s interest in make-up is very specific….since she only enjoys putting make-up on other people, of all genders, and she adores making up palette and style ideas for them rather than herself. When she found out she was going to see A LOT of her pops’ friends who didn’t wear make-up at all, she’d never felt so excited. Currently, she has just completed another absolutely stunning look…on Gooper.

‘You look so pretty!’

Marceline squeaked as she held up a mirror for Gooper…who immediately squealed in delight. His little green form had soft blotches of pink either side as a form of blush, and the little girl had also carefully constructed little eyebrows for him. Needless to say, he was over the moon and jumped about giddily, squealing with his gratitude as Marceline giggled happily.

‘Yohou’re wehelcome Goopy!’

The little guy immediately bounced off so he could go and show everyone else his new look, whilst Marceline smiled and turned to the guy who was set to be her next client. He was sat on a squishy beanbag in the living area they were in….but didn’t look especially happy about it. Nevertheless, Marceline gestured for him to come over.

‘Welcome to my salon Mr Mare!’

That’s right, enter Natemare. Honestly, he wasn’t even sure why he was in the goddamn household, I mean honestly you make it into one music video and suddenly you’re the alter ego of Nathan Sharp with links to the FNAF universe. The young man bit the inside of his cheek as he shuffled over to the little girl, running a hand through his short black hair awkwardly. He’d just been in the living room at the wrong time, so now having this make-over was sealed into his fate.

‘Hey….you’re not gonna like, put layers of weird products on my face are you?’

He muttered nervously. The guy wasn’t accustomed or comfy with being touched in general, and was only letting this happen because she was a kid and had been almost inhumanly polite so far, which made Mare feel something very odd….comfort. Marceline cocked her head at the man with a giggle and a smile.

‘Cohourse not! I just wanna make you look like your best inside self! Your blue streaks are so pretty by the way, you’re SO a blue metal-y person!’

Mare blinked a few times at her words, rubbing the back of his neck awkwardly as he smiled; he wasn’t used to anyone being so nice to him.

‘Oh uh….thanks….’

Marceline smiled happily as she picked out everything she wanted to use, focusing on dark blue eyeshadows and a metallic blue lipstick too, laying everything out in front of her before looking up at the man’s face. She let out a soft sigh. Even though she was a young child, she could see if someone wasn’t feeling so great, and she could see that he felt a little awkward….so she decided she would try and cheer him up a tad. She grinned innocently up at him as she spoke.

‘Okay, I have all the colours I wanna use, but I have to do contours first okay?’

Mare nodded, fiddling with his fingers as he absently watched her pick up a make-up brush, a fan brush. She tapped it gently against some kind of powder she had before approaching him with it, and his kept his head level for her as she started brushing the product just underneath his cheekbone. What Mare didn’t expect though, was to gasp and jump at the sensation. Internally, Marceline was crowing with joy, but on the outside she feigned concern.

‘Are you okay Mr Mare?’

Mare blinked a few times before clearing his throat, smiling at her lightly and feeling a little silly at his reaction.

'Yeah no I’m good, uh, carry on….’

Marceline smiled and did so, using her brush again his pale skin very softly, and very gently….all of which was on purpose. Meanwhile Mare had clenched his jaw amidst his efforts to keep his face still….because that make-up brush tickled him like hell.

‘This might take a bit of a while Mr Mare, so you can just chill!’

Marceline said casually, hiding the mischievous truth of her tickling him on purpose very well as Mare softly cleared his throat, a soft giggle escaping him.

‘C-Cohool….’

Marceline pretended not to notice how his lips threatened to twitch into a smile as he used all his will to keep himself still, and she kept on brushing against his cheek with her soft brush as she absently spoke.

‘Daddy never lets me do brush make-up on him, his face is too ticklish….’

Mare’s eyes widened and he nearly choked on his breath, but he knew he had to keep up conversation; knowing that she was Chase’s kid made Mare figure that if she found out he was ticklish, he’d be doomed.

‘O-Oho…thahat’s i-ahem, ihinteres-sting….’

Marceline repressed giggles of her own as she moved to now brush and softly tickle his other cheek, still speaking casually and acting like everything was normal.

‘I remember one time when Uncle Anti borrowed some of my brushes, and then used them on my dad, it was so funny! Daddy was so squealy and embarrassed!’

Mare felt his face go pink as he tensed….needless to say, he was imagining if somebody did that to him; there were a lot of chills going down his spine as his eyes darted about and his cheeks tingled with ticklishness. He was trying hard to keep his cool, bless him.

‘S-Sohounds like he’s prehetty uh…t-….p-pretty tihicklish….’

Mare was biting down on his bottom lip as he felt himself starting to tremble….and then Marceline decided to be really mean with her next words as she looked at him innocently.

‘Are you ticklish Mr Mare?’

Mare gulped. He felt so silly and embarrassed, she was just asking an innocent question he thought, so there was no reason for him to feel so embarrassed and nervous; he was just so used to being around people ready to tickle at a moment’s notice. Oh if only he knew.

‘A-Aha bit y-yeah….’

He answered honestly, which made Marceline giggle because she thought he was such an adorable guy, he reminded her of her dad when he got flustered from tickles.

‘Awwww that’s so cute!’

She squeaked, unable to keep it in, but thankfully Mare didn’t suspect her yet. Mare let out a bashful cough, bowing his head a little as he smiled, before he let out a little sigh of relief as he felt the brush finally move away from his skin….before he yipped and stuttered when it started fluttering and flicking under his chin.

‘U-Uh wh-whahat a-are yohou d-doing?’

Mare had a lot more giggles building in him now, all the while Marceline feigned concentration as she replied.

‘Jaw contours! I’ll do it real quick though so we can do all the colourful stuff!’

Suddenly the brush was just gliding and fluttering under Mare’s jawline and chin….and the poor sensitive guy just couldn’t take it. He recoiled with a flustered squeak, spluttering and giggling as he tried to escape the brush.

‘W-Wohohoah hehehey okayokay w-wahahait aha sehehecohond!’

Mare tried to shuffle away, but to his surprise Marceline followed him and kept tickling his damn jaw!

‘What’s wrong Mr Mare? It’s only a little brush!’

Marceline giggled, letting her mischievous grin show….and Mare realised everything with wide eyes. He went bright red and ended up grinning brightly with his embarrassment, giggling and scrunching up as he stammered.

‘Y-Yohohohou lihihittle cheheek! I-I-I’ll tehell yohour dahahad!’

Marceline burst into giggles at that, rolling her eyes playfully as she let her brush drag all the way up the side of Mare’s face until it reached his ear. She let the brush swirl and flutter all over and inside his ear as she cooed at him, much liked she cooed at her little brother whenever she tickled him. Mare was about to understand that he was encountering the next generation of tickle monster.

‘No you wooon’t! Cuz I’ll tickle you more if you doooo!’

Mare scrunched his shoulders with a squeal, her teasy threat flustering him to heck.

‘AHAHA NAHAHAT MY EHEHEAR!’

He cried, not daring to push at her for fear of causing an accident, so all Mare could do was hide his face in his hands as Marceline giggled with delight. She didn’t let up, letting her brush swirl and swirl as she gleefully teased him.

‘Ahaaww does it tickle?’

Mare could only nod, and whined through his high-pitched laughter as Marceline moved her brush to his other ear, giving it the same tickly treatment.

‘YEHEHEHES!’

Mare was squealing and shaking as he curled up into a foetal position, laughing his head off as chills and tingles traversed down the back of his neck and down his spine. It was true tickle torture from a true tickle monster in the making, and said tickle monster cooed down at him happily.

‘Do you want it to stoooop?’

Needless to say, Mare nodded frantically.

‘YEHEHES! PLEHEHEEEASE!’

Marceline giggled and had mercy, setting her brush aside as Mare frantically rubbed his ears and jaw because DAMN those ghostly after-tickles were intense. He hid his face in his hands, peeking through his fingers at the grinning little girl as he whined.

‘Why d-dihid you do that, did Ahanti put you up toho it?’

Mare stammered, wondering if the glitch was behind this attack since Anti was always on at him about being less moody and emo, but to Mare’s surprise Marceline shook her head with a smile.

‘No, you just didn’t look happy and I wanted to make you happier!’

Mare’s hands slid from his face into his lap, and he bowed his head embarrassedly as warmth filled his chest….he hadn’t had much experience of people doing things with the purpose of making him happy. Mare made a mental note to go to Chase later and commend him on raising such a kind, yet sweetly evil, human. Because, and this is very key, Mare did in fact feel much happier and less awkward.

‘Wehell….you succeeded….’

He let out a laugh when Marceline squeaked, her dimples showing on her face with how widely she was smiling; she felt so happy that she’d been able to cheer him up. Mare grinned and playfully tweaked in the side as he teased.

‘So, you gonna actually make me pretty now or what?’

Marceline immediately giggled and sprang into ecstatic action, and did indeed make Mare into the prettiest dang azure-metallic gentleman in the entire household….and as a result, made Mare feel pretty damn good about himself too.

WOOOOOO HOPE YOU GUYS LIKE THIS FIC LEMME KNOW IF YA DO WOOOOO LUV YOUS XX

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chaos-in-pandoras-box · 7 years

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On Thoughtforms

-Ciie from Ophidian by Rydre Dusks/Little Lu

I’ve been getting a lot of messages about what thoughtforms are as of late. These are, in short, some sort of sentient or non-sentient construct that has been created and given energy by its creator. Thoughtforms are your imaginary friends, your story characters, your comic art, your personas. These beings may not be classified as spirits or astral entities, but in a sense they are beings all the same.

What makes a thoughtform?

Artists, writers, children, everybody makes thoughtforms often without realizing it. When a person projects their thoughts, they are slowly forming an interesting being up there in the astral with all those traits. Thoughtforms can take on the appearance of anything in particular. I made thoughtforms a lot as a kid, but at the same time I also interacted with spirits on a regular basis. They are not weaker than spirits or entities, unless they are created that way. A great example would be one of my pride and joy thoughtforms Ciie. A concept of heinous experiments gone awry. Ciie is part human, part snake, but not in the sense that makes this hybrid appealing to the eye. Ciie was kidnapped and fused to a snake-like lower half, forced into this manner by several psychotic religious scientists intent on recreating the concept of their ophidian god.

Oh how cruel! I’m hearing you all say. You did this to him against his will and now he’s stuck like this?! You’re horrible!

Well, that leads into my next part I want to talk about. I didn’t realize, at the time that I made Ciie, that he would be a thoughtform. Ciie was originally the main protagonist of my book Ophidian. But what set Ciie apart from other characters of mine is that I put a lot of intent into him. I wanted to talk to him on a personal level. Ciie was my first accidental thoughtform during my writing years. It wasn’t until he spoke back to me one day that I realized what I had done. Ciie was then living, and in a tremendous amount of pain. I felt horrible. I wanted to change him again... back to being human or something much less cruel. But he refused.

“You created me, and you created my story. Finish the story so I can find some peace.”

So despite his harrowing appearance, Ciie wanted to stay the way he was. He and I didn’t talk much after that. He went through a lot of different feelings toward me, and really wasn’t sure how to feel in the end, but I slowly created him friends and family to comfort him and keep him safe while I wrote out his story. I created a world for him to inhabit. I created the antagonists so he could have battles against them and actually feel like he was getting somewhere. I did all of this as I wrote.

Ciie isn’t the only thoughtform in my family group whom I have close interactions with. I have many. Hyperstar--who is literally a galactic rainbow-puking alien with stars for ears, Jim--a friendly black and greenish headcrab from the Half-Life universe, P--a deep speaking, story-telling dragon who hails from the land of Skyrim, T--a multi-armed human ghost who flirts with me, and Dr. Roosevelt--an insane doctor from the 1800s who prefers bone saws and syringes over orthodox treatments.

-T, the multi-armed ghost

So how do you differentiate a thoughtform from a spirit?

This is actually an intriguing question that is a little difficult to answer. In some cases, you can’t. But if the thoughtfrm is yours, it’s much easier to tell. Thoughtforms tend to do exactly as you want them to. If ever you are face to face with an entity that you cannot differentiate, try using your mind to change their appearance. Imagine them with a beard if they are female, or imagine them sprouting wings, or something else bizarre or unlike them. If it happens without any repercussions, chances are you’ve got a thoughtform. If the being gets miffed at you for projecting your energies onto them, or they make some sort of reaction you were not expecting, it’s pretty easy to assume they are a spirit or astral entity.

“I don’t like thoughtforms. They just don’t exactly cut it for me.”

I read this a lot, and it honestly saddens me. Like I stated before, thoughtforms can be powerful, and in fact some of my closest friends are thoughtforms, and there is nothing wrong with that. I don’t know where I would be if I didn’t have my once-imaginary friends with me, whether or not they were created with purpose.

So tell me about servitors.

Okay, so servitors are a bit different. Servitors are thoughtforms, but they are thoughtforms created for a specific purpose. Some of them are created to be sexual with their companions, and some are created to fill their companions with happiness, like Hyperstar does for me. Others might be created to help boost memory, keep a designated area protected, or even eat up negative energies.

What about pop culture spirits?

This is just my UPG, so take it for what it’s worth. But pop culture spirits are, without a doubt, thoughtforms. Unless the creator comes forward and outright says, “This character is actually a spirit/entity I met,” chances are it’s a thoughtform who has gained popularity through TV shows, games, books, urban legends, creepypastas, etc. So yeah... If you believe in thoughtforms but don’t believe in pop culture spirits, you’re kinda missing some facts, in my opinion. Yes, there can be multiples of the same kind of pop culture spirit. I’ve met The Doctor in my dreams before. I’ve also met a Bonnie from FNAF, and have created a variation of Freddy Kruger for a client.

But whether or not your being you interact with on a daily or routine basis is a thoughtform really shouldn’t matter. As another opinion of mine, it’s perfectly fine to have imaginary friends. I’ve even had some thoughtforms perform poltergeist-like activity in our household in the past, so there is strength in intent.

So what’s the deal with Western Tulpas?

Now I’m still in the process of learning about the creation of Tulpas, so my views on them might be a little skewed. Western variations of Tulpas are also types of thoughtforms, but created in a unique fashion that sets them apart from said thoughtforms. Many Tulpas have the capacity to learn and grow like any regular being would, and many of them don’t even have a concept of their creation and firmly believe they are living beings. This is just what I have discovered, anyway. YOUR INTERPRETATION IS PROBABLY DIFFERENT SO DON’T HARP ON ME.

There’re a lot of details I’m probably missing, but like I said, I’m not as familiar with the concept of Tulpas as I am with thoughtforms in general. I know there are some people who actually use those two words interchangeably, so it might all just be a matter of opinion in the end.

This is Zenith. He is a ball-jointed doll (Originally a Little Kliff from Little Monica) that I turned into my magick vessel for a very real and very powerful divining thoughtform. In some groups you might call a doll like this a magick child. In others it is a Tulpa’s vessel. Zenith’s sentience was created as a protective ward, a divination enhancer, and a fronter for my personality. Not only does he have the ability to leave his vessel whenever he wishes, he also has the ability to communicate with my friends and family whenever he wants.

And yes... he sees through a lot of bullshit I may not catch. He’s also moved on his own a couple times, so I like to tell people to be careful around him. ;) But he’s my little buddy, and we are practically inseparable.

There’s my bit on thoughtforms. I’m hoping my post will clear up any questions others might have about my views on what I believe they are. I have a lot of respect for people who devote time and energy into making best friends for themselves, and I know my thoughtform friends are all very content to exist.

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