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mono-dot-jpeg · 7 months

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listening - stellaron hunters

summary; you cannot see the reality in front of you but you can hear it. and yet it sounds so painful.

genre/extra tags; headcanons, angst ig?, hurt/comfort (questionably executed), reader has torchwick's (rwby) cane weapon thing but not really, reader has the hunt path and lighting as combat type, i'm seeing in 4d right now with how im setting this specific reader up rn, actual lore executed badly

[platonic] [teen reader] [gender neutral]

[warnings; mentions of eye injuries, insecurities/doubts about one's self, weapons mentioned quite a bit]

[buy me a kofi]

a/n; sorry this took me almost a month (maybe longer depending on when i finish this work). got distracted very quickly by other things and then i got writer's block for a while. whatever so. i'll describe reader's weapon in the headcanons, don't worry. hope you enjoy.

you were an unexpected addition to the hunters. i mean you're so young compared to everyone else, what makes you so adamant on joining this group

i guess we'll never know /ref

but like all the hunters, you hold power just as heavy as the rest.

of course it wasn't for free. you worked hard in your homeland and you earned your path and power.

but you wanted to find something. something was missing.

you didn't know what.

but then you found the stellaron hunters.

you heard about the stellaron and you wanted to know more. you wanted to see it.

and somehow, elio had accepted you.

and you were now a hunter.

before you lost your sight, you were very skilled with tech like silver wolf. you loved making weapons or machinery

you worked behind the scenes and on the stage, so to speak

your preferred weapon was a sniper. and occasionally if you felt lazy, you would have a small turret by your side that would do the work for you

but imagine the absolute devastation you felt when you lost your eyesight in the middle of a mission. or more like during the mission

with your power, it was powerful but unstable

you could kill one enemy with ease but that would require high control with your lightning and careful aim with your sniper

unfortunately you have to control the lightning through your hands on onto the sniper so when you aim down the sights (i dont know how to describe it other than in gamer terms) that lightning has a chance to backfire and hit your eye

through that you managed to lose your sight overtime but this mission accelerated it

and you never felt so devastated

your power betrayed you and on top of that, it was in the middle of a battle and the enemies took an opportunity to take you down quickly.

blade and kafka were there to help clean up at least

but they couldn't handle the lost mess you were

"why can't i see anymore? why?" was the only mutters they heard from you

when you were taken back to base, you were attended to, much to your dismay and fear.

your usually hard headed behavior crumbled within 10 mins after you lost your vision

you felt weak

you felt helpless

you didn't feel strong anymore

your eyes were no longer functional, there's an irregular pattern that traces over your eyes and there's faint marks over the eye area you used the most for sniping.

blade describes the pattern as an angry lightning storm that doesn't end

and when you're done being cared for, you don't leave your room

when you do, you're dragged by kafka or silverwolf (occasionally blade but he just carries you roughly)

you feel like a burden every time you sit at the meeting table

you can hear everything with your vision gone

and you hate it

you want to see again but you know you won't

eventually you find your courage to start to navigate the base on your own

you find yourself in your abandoned lab with blade by your side

"stop frowning like that"

"that's a lot coming from you"

"you're really going to let this eye sight stop you?"

"well i can't exactly wield metal anymore. and i can't use my sniper rifle cane, what do you think i should do, boy genius?"

you feel him open your hand to show your palm and you feel a cold metal touch your hand. you start feeling it properly.

"this is my sniper rifle, blade."

"well, maybe it doesn't have to serve as a sniper. you don't need to take the first shot to kill."

and with that in mind, you become like a follow-up attacker

you train endlessly to improve yourself as much as possible.

you ask silver wolf to help you modify your weapon to work for you (you kind of backseated her about it despite being unable to see what she was doing)

and you now have a multi-functioning cane.

it functions as a gun, a mobility cane to help you walk and "see", and a melee weapon if you hit someone hard enough (which isn't really hard since it's made of a lightweight metal)

and of course if worse comes to worse and you need to deal with a bunch of enemies at once, it can release a powerful strike of lightning (similar to jingyuan ult). you have to let go of your cane so you don't get hurt but ehh small price to pay to save your ass, you know?

i think that since you're a teen in this, the hunters don't really pay attention to your feelings as well as they should

none of them really know how to comfort a teen. which makes sense.

blade and silver wolf are blunt in their own ways

kafka is very avoidant or she speaks so confusingly that you dont even bother

but when they really see you visit your unused lab everyday, they slowly start to understand that you had a part of you taken and you won't ever live your life the way you want to

but surely this is the work of elio. elio knew this was coming, and he knew you would be fine.

it takes a while for the others to tell you that you're not the burden you think you are. they try their best to comfort you even if it's really awkward bc they don't know how to comfort you properly yet

but you appreciated it.

#honkai star rail x reader #honkai x reader #honkai star rail #hsr x reader #honkai blade x reader #honkai star rail blade x reader #honkai star rail blade #hsr blade #honkai kafka #kafka x reader #hsr kafka #kafka honkai star rail #hsr silver wolf #silver wolf x reader #silver wolf

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captainlunaxmen · 4 months

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All for the Cameras

Chapter 1

Finnick Odair x reader

This is a repost since the old blog doesn't work anymore. 🥰

Chapter summary: y/n is the Capitol's Princess. Everybody in the Capitol loves her... unfortunately for her. This first chapter is a little introduction about her role as a "support mentor."

Chapter warnings: mention of rape, prostitution, and... it's the Hunger games... what can you expect

The Victory Tour is probably the one thing I like about the Hunger Games. The attention of the Capitol isn't directly at me, but at the Victor in question, especially the pervs' attention.

Everyone thinks that being President Snow's protégé is like being Capitol's Princess, well... that's just what the cameras catch, but it really isn't. I am no different from someone living in the districts.

I am a slave like anyone else.

Even though I won't have to deal with the creeps at the Capitol during the tour, I still have a job to do, I can't exactly let out a sigh of relief.

This tour is probably the hardest one I've ever had to experience. Turning a hunter into an actress for the Capitol is no easy job.

Katnis has many skills... many, but pretending to be in love with someone isn't her best. Unfortunately, her life, anyone's life, actually depends on it.

Snow made it clear to me.

I arrive in district 12 with Effie and the rest of the crew, ready to help the two victors make everything as believable as possible.

I decided to go to Peeta first, while Effie and Cinna went to Katniss.

"Yes?" Peeta calls from behind the door.

"It's Y/n," I answer.

He immediately opens the door to let me and his stylist in and pulls me in a big hug.

"I'm happy to see you," he says, almost relieved.

"Well, it's my job, pretty boy," I pull away with a smile, "how do you feel today?"

He takes a moment to answer.

"I'm okay, I guess, nervous too,"

"You'll be fine, trust me. You're a natural." I try to lighten the mood. He does chuckle, but I think it's not to make me feel bad. "Did Haymitch tell you what to expect, or did he offer a drink?"

"A bit of both," he actually chuckles this time, "more of the latter, but yeah."

"Good," I let out a small laugh too, "I guess a good thing about your situation is that maybe you two can help each other out."

"If she stopped treating me like a wounded puppy..." he bitterly says, shrugging.

"Yeah, well, try talk to her. Your situation is already hard as it is, dealing with it on your own... it's suicide."

He nods, so I decide to let his stylist work and go see how Katniss is doing.

"Hey there," I say once I enter the room Katniss is getting ready in.

"Hi," she says.

"How are you?" I ask, sitting on a chair.

"I've been better," she forces a smile in my direction.

"I figured," I send her a sympathetic smile in return.

I look around the studio, the atmosphere is quite cold despite the luxury, we are still in 12 after all. My eyes stop suddenly on the desk, that was pushed a little out of the way to make more room.

"That's..." I start, my throat feels tight all of a sudden, "That's a pretty rose."

I notice Katniss tensing at the observation.

Confirming my suspicion.

Snow's been here.

"Yeah," she flatly says. She turns to look at me, with a look that seems suspicious... or cautious, more likely.

I respond with a sympathetic look. Hopefully, she will understand I'm just as tense as her. She seems to, because she half smiles at me.

"It's showtime," Effie cheers, walking in.

"Break a leg," I say, hugging myself as I watch her heading to the door.

I take a deep breath and decide I need a drink, and the only person who can help me is a certain victor.

I sneak out from the back and walk to Haymitch's house.

"Haymitch?" I call as I knock at his door.

"It's open," I hear his grumpy tone from the inside, so I let myself in and look around for Haymitch.

"Oh!" He calls from the kitchen, "it's the Princess herself! To what do I owe the pleasure?"

"Care to help a lady out? I need a drink,"

"Take whatever you want," he offers, taking a sip of his own drink.

I look around at the variety of bottles on display, finding my drink of choice. I take the whole bottle.

"You don't mind if I don't use a glass, do you?" I say, sitting down with him.

"Make yourself at home," he actually chuckles at that, and I soon follow after taking a big sip from the bottle.

This is what I like more about this tour, Haymitch's company. We can just sit in total silence and still be able to give each other comfort. He's one of the very few people who knows the truth behind the Princess facade, and I know about what happened to his family.

"Ready for the tour, princess?" He suddenly asks me.

"It's the only time I get to feel like my own person again, so... yeah, I'm ready," I answer with a bitter smile, "what about you?"

"It's gonna be hard for them," he simply says.

"I know," I deeply sigh, taking another big sip, "they need us... and we need them."

Haymitch just nods.

"Things are about to change," he says, almost solemnly, "better keep those eyes open."

I send him a questioning look to which he answers with a wink. Then, a knock on the door prevents him from elaborating if he even wanted to.

"Guess it's time to go," he announes, clapping his hands.

"Let the show begin," I take one last gulp before following him out and towards the train station with everyone else.

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We're heading to the first stop of this journey, distric 11. I already know this particular stop is gonna be hard for my Victors, especially Katniss. I take notice of her quietness and the tension in her body as Effie keeps in rumbling about all the fabulous things this tour will provide.

"Fabulous food, fabulous wine, the massages, spa treatments." She explains, "I told them nothing but the best for my two victors. It all needs to be..."

"Fabulous?" Haymitch finishes for her with a hint of teasing in his voice, mimicking her demeanour. I try to hide my smile into my cup in tea.

"Exactly." Effie answer, not bothered by him, "Now, the schedule is a bit of a bear. 12 days, 12 districts. But it's mostly parties, celebrations, adoring fans to greet you at every stop along the way, and then wrap it up on the Capitol. All you need to do is give a few speeches, wave at the crowds, and enjoy your time in the spotlight. You've earned it."

Oh shit.

"What did you say?" Katniss, basically, demands.

Here we go.

"Katniss." Peeta calls, trying to calm her or make her drop the subject.

"I said, 'Enjoy it, Katniss, you've earned it.'" Effie repeats.

"By killing people." Katniss scoffs and stands up to leave, ignoring Effie's weak try at scolding her.

There's silence.

"Well, isn't this a good start?" I say, holding my hand out to Haymitch, who catches on and passes me a bottle of whiskey chuckling.

I ignore Effie's glare and pour some alcohol into my tea.

My eyes lock with Peeta's, so I take the opportunity to glance at the direction Katniss went to silently telling him to go check on her. He nods and gets up to follow Katniss.

Haymitch follows him with his eyes, then turns to me.

"Are you plotting something?" He asks.

"Not at all." I simply answer, "they need to stop avoiding each other like the plague when they're not on TV. It's better to pretend to be in love with a friend than a stranger."

He simply looks at me nodding, impressed.

Effie lets out an annoyed puff and walks away.

Once she's out of the carriage, I turn towards Haymitch.

"Anything to say about my eyes?" I ask, hinting at the conversation we had back at his house.

He simply smiles and pours some more alcohol into his glass.

"Just keep 'em open, princess," he says, "wide open, guard up."

I roll my eyes, "Alright, alright. I will. Anything else you wanna share?"

"Did you hear from a certain fisherman?" Haymitch asks, instead of answering my questions.

"I don't know what you're talking about. " I say shrugging, and I take a sip from my cup.

"Mh," he hums, "isn't he the first Victor you helped train?"

"Why all these questions?" I slightly snap.

"No reason. This is the first time we get to properly bond, don't wanna waste it,"

"You want to bond?" I let out an incredulous laugh, "why?"

"I just proclaimed myself your... father figure," he opens his arms to present himself.

"Okay..." I trail off, standing up, "Whatever you say,"

I start to walk off, too, shaking my head slightly laughing.

"Oh, c'mon!" I hear him yell and laugh.

I shake my head while I'm heading to my room to rest a bit before we arrive in district 11.

As I lay on the bed, my mind can't help but wander to said fisherman.

Finnick freaking Odair. Winner of the 65th Hunger Games.

That was my 4th time assisting the mentors in preparing the tributes for the games. At the time, Snow wanted the people to see me more involved in the making of the games since they 'love' me so much. The president saw this as an opportunity, I saw it as a punishment, having to help train tributes, some of them being my age only to see them get killed. Then the 65th Hunger Games came, and so did Finnick. We were the same age, bonding was inevitable, even though he was cautious... which was understandable, but we managed before he had to go into the arena.

When he won, I was the happiest I've ever been. Then when he came back he was changed, again, that's understandable, but he started to push me away... with no explanation.

Then we both turned 16. Then we were forced to be close again.

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A knock on the door pulled me away from my thoughts, Haymitch's voice warning me we had arrived in district 11, and it was time to go.

We get out of the train, expecting some people celebrating and stuff like that, but nothing of sort. Effie is quick to express her disapproval.

They lead us to a car and let us in, where Effie start to explain the situation to Katniss and Peeta.

"The mayor will make some introductory remarks. And then you just have to say a few words." She says, "it's customary, of course, to give a brief eulogy to the district's fallen tributes. For 11, that's Thresh and Rue. Here are the speeches."

Effie hands some piece of paper for them to take, I see Katniss' expression falling even more at the mention of Rue, predictable, so Peeta offers to be the one doing the talking. Katniss' grateful face almost breaks my heart, I'm... sort of used to see children die in the games, she wasn't... worst of all, she built a friendship with her.

"You got this." I say to them both, Peeta sends me a kind smile, while Katniss nods and takes a deep breath.

We arrive at the Justice Building, where we all wait for the mayor to call the Victors out.

"Ladies and gentlemen, the Victors of the 74th Hunger Games. Katnis Everdeen and Peeta Mellark!"

Once they are out, we get to see them through a screen.

"Thank you," Peeta says into the microphone, while Katnis is staring at something, I can imagine it's Rue's family. "We're honoured to be here with you today. And to be with the families of your fallen tributes."

There's a long pause, Peeta glances at the cards in his hand and... put them down...

"He put down the cards." Effie gasps.

Haymitch tries to shush her, and she slightly snaps, "Why do I bother?"

I lock eyes with Cinna, who's standing next to me, we share a questioning look before elbowing back at the screen.

"Though they fought and lived with honour and dignity until the end... both Thresh and Rue were so young. But our lives aren't just measured in years. They're measured I the lives of the people we touch around us. For myself, for Katniss, we know that without Rue and without Thresh, we wouldn't be standing here today." He really is a natural. "So in recognition of that, knowing that it in no way can make up for your loss, we'd like to donate one month of our winnings to the families of the Tributes, every year, for the rest of out lives."

Oh, oh...

"Oh shit," Haymitch comments, and I bring a hand up to my open mouth shocked.

"Can he do that?" Cinna asks, though, I think he already knows the answer.

"He can't. But he did."

"Why doesn't he just stick to the cards?" Effie sighs.

Peeta than thanks the audience, looks at Katniss, and starts to walk back inside.

Katniss does just a few steps backwards, but she keeps staring at Rue's family.

Then, she gets closer to the microphone.

"Oh..."

"I just wanted to say I didn't know Thresh. I only spoke to him once. He could've killed me, but instead, he showed me mercy. That's a debt I'll never be able to repay." Then her eyes are back on Rue's family, " I did know Rue. She wasn't just my allay. She was my friend. I see her in the flowers that grow in the meadow by my house. I hear her in a Mockingjay song. I see her in my sister Prim. She was too young. Too gentle. And I couldn't save her. I'm sorry."

I feel my heart breaking at her words. She's right. She's too fucking right.

Before Katniss could add anything, there's a whistle coming from the crowd.

A very familiar one.

A man does the same salut Katnis did on the arena after Rue's death. Everyone in the crowd soon follows, and the Peacemakers are quick to weapon up and head towards the people, who can't do nothing but clamoring.

They're clearly pointing at the man who started it all.

As Katniss tries to get to him, to stop the Peacemakers, she is sized by two of them and forced back inside.

The man was dragged on the stage, the people are screaming, terrified. Before the doors can close we see one of the guards shoot and kill the man.

"Fuck!" I turn around, Cinna a gently rubs my back. I hear Katniss screaming and trashing around, I look back at them and see Haymitch gathering both Peeta and Katniss to follow him, he nods at mw to do the same and I do.

Once we are out of sight and ears Haymitch just snaps.

"You two have a very simple task." He scolds them, angry.

"I never meant for anyone to get killed," Katnis cries, "he has to know that."

"What are you talking about? Who has to know what?" Haymitch asks.

Snow...

"Snow. He came to see me. He's worried about rebellion in the districts. He thinks that they don't believe our love story," she explains, breathless.

I run my hand through my hair, frustrated.

"So he wants you to make them believe it? Does he thinks it will calm this shit down?" I ask and Katnis nods.

"You know, Katniss, you should told me that before I went put there, and tried to give these people the money." It's Peeta's turn to snap.

"I'm sorry. I didn't know what to do. He threatened to kill my family." She explains.

"Well, I have family, too" He replies, almost annoyed at her, "Okay? People that I need to protect."

"What about them? Who protect them?" Haymitch pressures.

I shake my head, still shocked and still infuriated.

"Katniss, what were you thinking?" Haymitch keeps going.

"I was thinking about Rue. Haymitch, please... please, just help me get through this trip. Please just help us get through this." Katniss begs, crying even more.

"This trip? Girl, wake up." He snaps his fingers to emphasise his words, "this trip doesn't end when you get back home. You never get off this train. You two are mentors now. That means that every year, they're gonna drag you out, and broadcast the details of your romance. Every year, your private life becomes theirs. From now on, your job is to be a distraction so people forget what the real problems are." He explains perfectly the 'life of a victor', it's so true it's nauseating.

"So what do we do?" Peeta asks, already composed him.

"You're gonna smile," I say, "stick to the cards Effie put effort into. And be the happy, forever in love couple the Capitol thinks you are... you'll get used to it." I say the last part with a heavy heart, knowing they don't deserve it. No one does.

Haymitch brings Katniss is for a hug, trying to reassure her, I squeeze Peeta's arm.

"We'll help you."

Peeta gives me a grateful smile, then they both take a deep breath and we all head back down.

"Eyes open, princess." Haymitch whispers to me, gently patting my back. I, again, look at him confused and just keep on following everyone back to the train.

And sticked to the cards they did.

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I feel like I can't breathe, I'm constricted, I can't move.

I look up and see the blue-haired guy on top of me, he's probably enjoying my terrified expression, because he smirks, he shushes me as if he's dealing with a child. He thinks he's being sweet and reassuring, while he's the complete opposite.

I try to push him away, in vain. It's like moving a wall... yet he's not that much bigger...

"Sshh, sweetie... it's okay, I'll take care of you." He says, caging me in even more.

I attempt to move back, but he's faster, he opens my legs with his in one quick motion.

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I wake up, shaking and panting. My heart is beating so fast I'm sure it's going to explode. I shake my head.

"Just a nightmare, just a nightmare," I keep repeating to myself like a mantra.

I get up from the bed and head to the bathroom where I wash my face to wake me up more. I look at my reflection and again I repeat that it was just a nightmare.

I get dressed, I figure there's no point in going back to sleep, I don't think I would be able too, so I exit my room and head to the restaurant car where I find Haymitch. Not so surprising.

He looks up as soon as he hears me, his expression almost asleep, but when his eyes meet mine, his expression turns into a worried one.

I sadly smile at him as I sit next to him, the car is still quiet dark except for the dim light coming from a small lamp next to him.

"Who was it this time?" He asks, he's trying to not make it look like it bothers him, but I know he's worried.

"The general's son," I say monotonously.

"Aah," he sighs, "the one with blue hair?"

"Yep."

"The loyal one." He nods to himself.

"The very one, the first too." I sigh, leaning back in the armchair. "The asshole thinks that just because we 'lost it' together means he owns me."

"Was that his first time too?" I know he wants to laugh at him, but he keeps it too himself, this time.

"Yap. His father thought it was 'right about time' so he talked to Snow, who, oh so kindly, accepted. Next thing I know I'm treated like a present. Everytime he achieved something big, his dad paid for my company, every birthday too." I sigh again, more deeply, bouncing my leg anxiously. "When he got a job, I was with him. Every month."

Haymitch takes a deep breath and hands me a bottle, which I gladly accept taking a big swig from it. He then takes my hand and squeezes it reassuringly, then lets go.

"He got daddy's job."

"Oh yeah. He couldn't do anything without daddy's power," I scoff out a laugh, Haymitch does too.

We, then, keep silent until it's time for everybody to come I'm and have breakfast and get ready for the final stop.

The Capitol.

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brainyrot · 21 days

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I said I would and so I did

Part one

Part two

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"I just feel constantly watched, that's it. It's creeping me out!"

"Maybe it's just the anxiety."

"I mean, the mind can trick you in many ways, maybe no one is really here."

"But what about the footsteps you and Felix heard?"

"I.. don't know yet but this place looks more abandoned than anything. it's probable some homeless people are here."

if that was actually true.

and if this mug could stop dividing his food to share with the others, it would be great.

honestly, he doesn't care that much, there's easier ways to get food and fast, the problem is that he can't right now. There's a certain follower here, which is already unusual, these weird toons following him everywhere and there isn't a place Wilson hasn't placed his stupid technology to keep him stuck in this form.

it's just annoying, that's it. he could lead them around, sure, but it's more dangerous for him than anything right now, he really hates this stupid form.

and he has no idea how to respond, in general, to them.

One asks about why he's so quiet, he tries to explain but they think he's just tired or just had..an ink attack or.. whatever. "His clothes are all full of ink!"

"The whole place is full of ink."

"Yeah but he literally has ink dripping form his hair. And have you seen his eyebags?"

such a weird observation.

what even is an ink attack? Like when he turns into the ink demon?

He wouldn't call it an attack but, sure I guess. Everybody's creative in their own way.

He needs to start being more creative because if they keep up with the cans and the lunch break room, they'll be stuck here forever.

He could wait until they are asleep, but none of them seem to be wanting to sleep.

those two dishes keep mourning over a dead body they haven't truly met before.

The girl keeps analyzing everything, and she's way more close to the truth than anyone, but it'll only drive her mad, like everyone here.

and the cat, acting sweet and kind, acting fatherly towards this demon he doesn't even know.

Either he's dumb, or something else. nothing positive though.

"Are you okay?" Are you?

"Do you need to lay down? Food?"

"Look once you feel better we can start looking for Boris." We can look for Boris right now actually, wouldn't hurt to pay a visit to that silly anxious wolf. Maybe those two can stop crying, it's pathetic really.

they don't even say why, they don't even look for comfort through the rest of the group, truly some kind of masochists.

and since no one here is gonna do anything, unless he does anything, he just got up and left.

They'll follow him like if they are little ducklings anyway.

he is not here anyway, anymore. He left. he's probably thinking of some sacrifice.

it's useless and stupid, you're not gonna get saved or spared, you're just living in an illusion created by your own mind to have some sort of comfort in this place we're all stuck here day by day until the end of time.

but it's stupidly funny how big this place is, very amusing, especially the reactions.

They are all confused and wary, especially because he knows this place despite "being his first time here", the girl is intrigued too, her curiosity will get her killed, the cat is too but he keeps to himself. Not like her.

She asks questions. She analyzes, she talks. The thing no one does here.

she points things out, she tries to find logic and reasoning behind madness and Ink. That's why she's driving herself crazy.

You can't find logic behind something that has nothing but no sense at all.

but it's not much of a problem for him, the rule here is that you are either mute, to keep yourself safe mostly, or you go mad. No in-between.

sometimes you're both too. Depends.

the more they go down, the more they ask questions, which he could answer, but he can't.

"the pipes are broken, explains the ink."

"People were surely obsessed with this joey guy."

"And bendy."

"what is even the deal with the ink demon?"

"Maybe they are talking about the ink illness?"

"Whoever wrote all of this is probably mad."

"I mean, have you seen this place? Who wouldn't be?"

they are there just not quite.

"this is probably an old abandoned studio some crazy lunatics used for either protection or just to have a roof on their head. they probably had some experiences with the ink illness, it could explain why they keep talking about this "ink demon", they could have used the word demon as a substitute for illness."

"like, when people say you're possessed by a demon when you act crazy?"

"Kind of. They think the ink illness doing is because of a demon, or think the illness is a demon itself tormenting them."

If he could sigh loudly, he would.

"why are we even exploring this place. We should go." He's right. This tall smoking cup is right. You should go.

"Because bendy has no intention to stop, and frankly I'm not leaving him here with who knows who." this cat is going to die first.

"is he looking for Boris?"

"Obviously! he's the only one that we haven't found."

"What about the others? Like Alice or..black hat, I don't know." oh? They know Alice too?

well he could do her a favor then.

"Wasn't Alice in heaven? And what would hat even do here?"

"One of his weird stupid experiments?"

"You think this is one of his experiments to figure out the ink illness?"

"Probably. He had a guy with the ink illness caged up like some animal."

He can't even tell who is talking and who isn't, they all sound the same, say the same thing. and he isn't bothering to make a difference between all of them.

"Oh my Lord!" But for the life of him he can't tune out Sammy's annoying voice.

and those finger guns again. They aren't pointing at him so he's fine, they are pointing at Sammy.

"hey! Don't you dare get any closer, ya weirdo."

A man now made of ink, willingly turning himself into a monster to please a lord that didn't exist in the first place.

"Oh, I'm so pleased my Lord! A gift just for me! oh you flatter me." The man says, holding his axe like his newborn child. A faint laugh from his lips.

"I'll make sure this time the sacrifice will make you happy." Ready fo attack, ready to slice their heads off. But how can you go against toons who can bend reality? How can you against things that were built to not follow logic?

Sammy is only human, a man pretending to be ink, he can't compete. but neither can they, truly a show worth to watch if it wasn't for that grip on his shoulder from the older cup, holding him like if he was some fragile vase that was gonna break any time soon, a friend to protect, something defenseless.

Which he was, but he wasn't in danger at the moment, not when Sammy was here, not when hundreds of lost ones have heard the chaos. Not when so many souls floating and swimming in the dark, lurking and waiting to meet the new guests.

no one is going to hurt him though, no one is going to lay a finger on him.

They all worship him, they all love him, he doesn't get why, but in times like this, he's glad.

but he doesn't want to be at the center of attention. He needs a corner, a table, anything to hide and be ignored until he can make a run for it and be finally free from this cage of a body that he's stuck with.

"I said back off!" He hissed, he surely knows how to act brave. He is not. He is nervous, he is slightly shaking. He is scared of the unknown in front of him, on his head, on the floor, kind of everywhere but he doesn't know.

"If any of you get any closer imma start shootin' and it's all over for you." But it's not effective on people whose life matters no more.

#yeah I'll prob tutn thid jnto a fic on ao3 #when I'm done thoo #bendy and boris in the inky mystery #babtqftim #bendy and boris the quest for the ink machine #batim #batdr #batim fanfiction

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raven-at-the-writing-desk · 1 year

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I kind of believe Ace will play at least somewhat of a role on episode 7. Maybe the fact they set him up to be Malleus’ birthday interviewer this year is an indicator of that, but I could be reaching.

Ace’s relationship with his friend group is interesting because he acts like he’s just nonchalantly there. Like “What? No, I don’t really care about those people, I’m around just because!” — but as we can see, he really does care. He cares about Deuce, MC, and Grim (I believe some of his vignettes hint to that?). He’s the only one who isn’t visibly upset (as in, not letting it show) at the prospect of MC leaving, choosing to deflect the subject when the mood is souring because of Deuce and Grim saying it’ll get lonely without MC.

Also, I think the friend group just came together beautifully and will be relevant in episode 7. Coincidentally, the friend group has 7 people: Ace, Deuce, Grim, MC, Jack, Epel, Ortho and Sebek. I say Sebek because it’s heavily hinted he’ll join the friend group(what stands out is the 1 year official art and anthology comic cover featuring everyone + Sebek even though at there wasn’t much to justify his presence there). The way Ace, Deuce, MC and Grim initially formed a quartet of people begrudgingly brought together by complete chance then developed into a group of friends is very precious to me, and I believe that’ll at least play a part in this episode, considering this is the one Sebek will (apparently) join our group. Which also makes sense for them to be able to explore Sebek as a character, since this is the Diasomnia episode.

Idk if I’m being a clown and pointing out the obvious but anyways!!! I think Ace might have his moment to shine in the next updates, depending on how the story goes. Or idk, he might be hit by the sleeping spell and stay out of the story the whole time, but since Deuce got his spotlight in Glorious Masquerade, it would be only fair.

[Referencing this post!]

I think the birthday interviewers are arbitrary to the main story 🤔 There doesn’t seem to be a clear pattern to the interviewers assigned for the Broomquet series of cards (whereas Birthday Boy and Union definitely did have their own patterns). If there's some significance to Ace interviewing Malleus, then wouldn't the logic hold that the other Broomquet interviewers also have some kind of big tie to the birthday boy...? There doesn't seem to be this importance reflected in all of them, at least as far as I can tell.

Of the main trio (Ace, Deuce, and Grim), Ace seems to be the least emotionally vulnerable. He’s not totally honest about his feelings (despite, ironically, being the one to tell others how it is without any sugarcoating) and uses jokes/humor to deflect from confrontational or difficult situations he doesn’t want to get entangled in. Ace claims to not care, but his actions tell very different stories than his words do (see: the worry he displays in episodes 4 and 6, as well as some vignettes and events). I guess this could be called “tsundere” behavior, but rather than being his entire identity, it’s only a single aspect of Ace and lends to his overall cheeky yet bright character.

Ace doesn’t want to linger on things he considers boring or sad; he lives in the moment and wants to quickly move on to the next thing that may be more fun or happy than the current moment. The same does not hold true for Deuce or Grim, and for very good but also very different reasons. Deuce fixates on his past and his failures due to wanting to reform from his delinquency, and Grim is attached to Yuu because of their close bond as partners, roommates, and master-minion. Given this, of course Deuce and Grim would feel more sad and make remarks about the things they cannot do together anymore once Yuu leaves.

I think it’s possible that Ace has multiple intentions behind not sulking with Deuce and Grim 🤔 For one, yeah, it’s not in Ace’s nature to; he’s just more cheerful than the other two—but I think this speaks to other aspects of his character. He’s the only one of the group to point out that Mickey may not actually be Yuu’s ticket home, yet everyone is treating it like it’s already the end. I wonder if this is Ace lying to himself too—making up some excuse to avoid looking at the truth, or maybe genuinely hoping he’s actually right. Alternatively, maybe Ace is saying these things because he doesn’t want to see his friends sad—or even to alleviate everyone’s pain when Yuu ultimately has to leave (in kind of a “don’t cry now, save your tears for when the time finally comes” way) 🫠

I appreciate that the first years assemble in 7, but it felt a little clunky to me since we didn’t previously see them unite or act as a big group of friends. It was usually just Adeuce + the first year for that particular episode like Epel or isolated incidents (ie checking in with Jack and Savanaclaw pre-VDC in 5). I’m still under the impression that Adeuce and Grim are the close friends of Yuu and the other first years are friends in a looser sense of the word—but narratively speaking, it makes sense to bring the group together for what is meant to be the “last chapter” of their story. It emphasizes how far everyone has come, how they’ve grown so much closer than the circumstances which initially forced them together. It feels more bittersweet seeing the friends made along the way and realizing that Yuu has to say goodbye to them all.

It’s interesting that we end up with 7 people (excluding Yuu from this count), one for each dorm (even if there is no one representing Octavinelle and Scarabia + two representing Heartslabyul). I don’t know if that means anything right now other than being a recurring number, but it would be cool if it does! The promotional materials of the game really seem to market the first years as a group of close knit friends, which is reflected in the fandom works but not super deeply in the main story 🤔 so it’d be nice to see more of the group together and such. I wonder how Sebek will be integrated with them, seeing as he’s so opposed to befriending humans and those outside of the Briar Valley. He’ll certainly complicate the group’s dynamics and add a lot of flair to episode 7!

Oh, I’m sure Ace will have his fun at his own Glorious Masquerade (the Halloween 2023 event will probably be Masquerade Part II with the other half of the NRC cast). I just hope Ace also gets to play a big role in episode 7 😌 and earns his unique magic along the way~

#twisted wonderland analysis #twst analysis #twst #twst character analysis #twisted wonderland #Ace Trappola #Deuce Spade #twisted wonderland character analysis #Epel Felmier #Grim #Yuu #Jack Howl #Sebek Zigvolt #Ortho Shroud #Mickey Mouse #Malleus Draconia #spoilers #notes from the writing raven #disney twisted wonderland

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Chrysanthemum

| joy • longetivity • eternal life • elixir of life • immortality |

✦✦✦

[warning: angst, deep talk, mentioned of death, fluff towards the end]

|| solomon x mc ||

You never have been felt so grateful with life, even though you face so many obstacles along the way. You manage to pull it off, become the most treasured person for the brothers, the king of devildom itself with his humble and loyal butler, the angels, especially your own beloved sorcerer.

When you arrived being called to the world where the devil belong, you were so scared. Trying just as hard to be good so maybe, after making the one who called you satisfied they will let you go back to where you belong.

It's stupid logical thing, if you think about it. But now, you become more attached to them than ever. You would never let go of any deep friendship with them. Even going back never crossed your mind anymore.

Even if you got dragged, shoved into another timeline where the brothers didn't know you in the slightest. You, still care and love them as much.

You now walking along side them, listening in to their conversation.

"How long do demon live, anyway?"

"Probably about as long as angels, I'm guessing."

"When you think about it that way, human live short-crazy lives, huh? I mean, I guess that doesn't apply to all of them, Like Solomon, for instance..."

It hit you hard at that moment,

You had stopped walking instead of kept listening. Their conversation becomes blurry with each second passing by. You looked down at your shoes.

That's right, you have been loving that famous sorcerer since you came to Devildom. It's like, you depend on him since he is the only human representative for exchange students back on your timeline. These thoughts never crossed your mind, considering you still have so much plenty of time to spend with everyone.

...

You just have to hope that your time not ending so soon, right?

Ever since you woke up from the slumber after accidentally promising in the Fontaine of Knowledge. Everyone became close again to you, they were so afraid of losing you. Remembering every faces looked so relieved to see you awake and about, that made your lips arc up a little.

It feels so warm.. like there is a place where you belong and accepted you.

The night in the Cocytus Hall are different than at Lamentation. It's peacefully quiet sometimes that you wish, it is not as quiet as it is. Because now, your mind buzzing in and off with anxiety. It's almost like going to eat you alive.

Your eyes are now looking up, gazing upon the lonely moon up in the darkest sky from a window in the corridor. You wish that you could hear the moon talk, so that it'll give you answer.

"(Y/n)?"

You turned to the sound of your name being called, the deep spark blue now gazing at you.

When did he get back? You didn't hear any sound coming from the front door or his footsteps?

Ah, yes, teleportation.

"You haven't gone to sleep? It's already late you know.."

"Welcome back, Sol."

You greet him still in your position, offering a smile from which he replied back. He step closer to you and now, stood beside you.

How sweet, to have a company like him. You treasure this moment very much, just the two of you and the sound of ticking clock filling the corridor. It probably complimanting each other with each of your heartbeat.

"The moon look so lonely so I paid a visit and companying them. You see, the stars haven't show themselves just yet." without much thinking you replied. Gazing up again, hiding each thoughts that have been occupied your mind

The man beside you never be fooled that easily. He knows something is up with you. And yet, he didn't address it immediately. Observing you, he noticed the melancholy in your eyes. Now he follow your vision looking up staring at the full moon.

"Is something on your mind? Would you like to share it with me?" He ask with such polite and gentleness.

Silence engulfed them, smile still gracefully captive on your lips, turning your head to the side facing him.

"Say.. have you ever tried to grow human's plants here?"

Solomon tilt his head, you were wondering about an experiment? That's rare. Usually the man itself who inniatively giving suggestions, to what should be experimented. But it did piqued his interest.

"No, I haven't really thought of that. Are you planning to grow it here without any sun?"

You hum answering him, "Yea, I'm curious. Would you help me grow one?"

The gesture make you look towards your hand. The icy touch hug the warm ones.

He smiled, "Sure if that's what you want, we could make it work. We will take care of it together." his hand grasp your hand holding it firmly.

How comforting...

For a second you wondered, will he ever going to miss this moment you have together later on? In hope, those memories that lingers brought smile to his face instead of transparent droplets across his cheek.

✦✦✦

Time passed by so fast, you and Solomon searching the alternative to subtitute the sun and temperature that could make the plant alive and grow in the surface of Devildom.

Of course as a genius and top sorcerer, he find a way, along with special potion for the plants. Soon, you successfully required the flower you have been searching for, it still just a stem that looks fragile.

"Will it be okay?"

You asked the man now carrying the plant along with the gardening tools. You came along helping carrying the water can.

"Trust me, it will worked out! I already make sure which spell and moreover both of us will take care of the rest."

"Did you know, they said if you talk to the plant it hears you. That's why they can grow depending on the words and atmosphere around us."

He said reassuringly, now the two of you crouching down, making a place to given the so called leaf a place to live by.

"Ah, yes, the talking tulips. It can even ask to be given food right?"

"And, we are done for the first step." He smiled towards you.

He nodded, standing up after finish planting. He then cast a spell, called upon a small luminating light decorating the garden area. It is feels like back to the earth.

...

"Thank you, Sol." you smiled back to him, then looking back to the plant, "Grow up strong, little one. Now, this is your new home."

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Planting it at the back of the Cocytus Hall garden together with Solomon, you happily take care of the plant.

Everyday you will take a time to visit it whenever you have the time after solving the following problems of the brothers and helping the preparation for RAD.

When both of you have spared time, two of you will spend the time on the garden. Bringing along some tea and snack— of course prevent the man tempered the food you will consume.

You taking your time placing the tea cup, looking straight to him, "It's pretty famous flower, called Chrysanthemum."

"So, you haven't really told me the name of the plant. What is it?" Solomon ask curiously while looking at you sipping your tea.

"Oh? Why the sudden interest all of sudden?"

You answer him with a smile, "It just struck me and I'm curious! Also the flower is beautiful, it have good meanings too."

The two of you enjoying the tea together, it's as if giving the little flower a friend. You always look hopeful towards the flower. It make Solomon wondered, but he never really brought it up or questioning you further.

"I see.."

...

Every effort seems to be fruitful that soon the white petals appearing yet to be bloom. Looking at the progress, you excitedly run inside to inform the man who take care the flower alongside you, saying that soon it will beautifully bloom.

It is the day, now the two of you stood side by side looking at the flower that successfully bloom. It made you smile cheerfully.

"Look Sol, how beautiful the petals are."

For the time being, the sorcerer smiled towards his significant other.

"Yes, it really is captivating and bring so much joy. Like someone I know." he said while looking at you fondly.

Feel the gaze on you, make your eyes shift towards him. A moment passing by, soon after realizing what he meant heat surfacing across your face. Chuckled in respond of what he said, feeling shy yet content at the same time. How cheeky he is, saying something like that so suddenly.

Solomon reach your figure giving you the warmest hug you ever could received, he then bring your head towards his board chest so you could hear the pit pat of his heart beat loudly.

You closed your eyes, smiling. Feel so fulfilled with each seconds spend along side him. For now, you feel so complete, and for sure will cherish every moment while you still breathing and smiling brightly. And share the happiness with him, making the most of your precious time and just as important in his and your life.

Time.

It is a blessing yet can be cursed just as same. But for now the blissful kiss you shared with him in the middle of Cocytus Hall garden shall never be forgotten.

How lovely..

#obey me #obey me nightbringer #obey me solomon #solomon x reader #solomon x mc #solomon #angst #fluff #angst to fluff #silvwrite #tisane series #obey me fanfic

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2nd wave disabilities

i really wanted to talk about the 2nd Wave (minus chris) and their disabilities and how they handle life, so i'm using old art to show them to talk about it. discussion of trauma/disability ahead!

from left to right: Arthur - Tristan/Matthew - Chris - Isolde, and Caelia in the back. all of them (incl Chris) have C-PTSD which has manifested in various degrees of disability for all of them. Chris's are explored in the books so i won't talk about them, but i wanted to talk about the others! (who are, yes, alive, but they don't appear in the series)

(i have C-PTSD & autism which developed a myriad of other issues, so the 2nd wave are kind of different aspects of those + the inability to work etc)

they live together - Isolde in her own room, art and Caelia in another, and Tristan sleeps on the couch or in a room w Isolde depending on his mood. they don't need to pay rent due to all of them being diagnosed and certified as disabled so they live in provided housing - they could probably live in separate apartments, but they didn't want to!

Isolde is the de facto leader of the group, shes the most socially acceptable; she has to do all adult things esp re: communication bc the rest are different levels of Socially Strange and Nonfunctional. shes the typical strong older sister type who takes on every burden.

Tristan can simulate normal behavior for a short time, but after a few hours it starts to crack and he becomes very offputting to people bc he starts infodumping about Chris / historical tragedies / serial killers (esp angels of death) in DETAIL. he also has some other issues i won't get into in detail, but erotomania is one of them.

Arthur is very withdrawn and has selective mutism so he just doesn't talk and looks blank most of the time (he feels emotions ofc, just doesn't have much expressions). everyone pooled their money together and bought him one of those text to speech tablets so he can talk.

Caelia is sweet but she's always a little out of it/dreamy, and she can't follow conversation well.

only Isolde is able to work a "normal" job to help bills, but Arthur sells crafts and Tristan maybe works smth where he doesn't have to talk to people much, like a warehouse. Caelia cant work but she goes to the park often to look at the duckies, and she helps Arthur!

Isolde managed to get them into therapy, but it's only art and caelia, Tristan cant be dragged - he refuses always despite the fact he OBVIOUSLY needs it. she's given up fighting him about it for a while. they're all the same age and have gone through the same traumas after all, so she can do appointments, she can talk to them about their issues, but there comes a point she cant do anymore and Tristan is a bit beyond her/shes tired of him.

it sounds like he really doesn't care about his team which isn't true ): his mind is very shattered but he's usually mostly lucid. Matthew helps Arthur with his crafts by going shopping for materials, he entertains Caelia's fairy tales and listens to her talk for hours, he helps around the house with chores, and he can do a little bit of manual labor so he does that to help with bills. the issue with him is that he is lucid and stable but only in the environment he knows, so at home and at work he's fine and appears really okay (at work only for like 6hrs a day with minimal interaction), it's when he interacts with people outside his circle that it becomes obvious he's not okay.

they get better after some events, but this is the "default". i guess i just... wanted to showcase how disabling mental illnesses are - they will never be at a point where they can "act normal" or "be productive in society" and that's okay!! they'll be okay. they're a family, and they love each other, even when Caelia is afraid of Tristan hurting himself, even when Isolde is tired and has to have her meltdowns at work so the others don't get scared, even when Arthur accidentally insults one of them. they'll be okay.

#wotn #disabilities #mental illness #c-ptsd #ocs #neurodivergent #autism

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positivelybeastly · 2 months

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🖤 raze ?

attractiveness:

repulsive / hideous / ugly / not attractive / unappealing / not unattractive / meh / no preference / ok / mildly attractive / nice looking / cute / adorable / attractive / pleasant on the eyes / good looking / hot / sexy / beautiful / gorgeous / hot damn / would tap that / perfect / godlike / holy fuck there are no words.

Honestly, I always thought it was a bit of a shame that Raze only ever really got to terrorise Logan in the few comics appearances he had after Battle of the Atom, because there is just so much to unpack in panels like this, but as far as I know, he and present Hank never really interact. That being said, Logan + Raven = unfortunately attractive children, I'm afraid to say. Awful, really.

personality:

grating / irritating / frustrating / boring / confusing at best / awkward / unreasonable / psychotic / disturbing / interesting / engaging / affectionate / aggressive / ambitious / anxious / artistic / bad tempered / bossy / charismatic / appealing / unappealing / creative / courageous / dependable / unreliable / unpredictable / predictable / devious / dim / extroverted / introverted / egotistical / gregarious / fabulous / impulsive / intelligent / sympathetic / talkative / up beat / peaceful / calming / badass / flexible.

Moving over to X-Force Beast for this one, since I can only guess this is from the inimitable @defyxoblivion - he finds him irritating as hell, but that's not exactly unique to Raze, X-Force Beast finds everyone a drain on his mental resources. That being said, he's a useful asset, and not unintelligent, if he could just get his emotions sorted out and processed.

how likely they would have sex with them:

not if they were the last person on earth and the world was ending / fuck no! / never / no way / not likely / not sure / indifferent / I’m asexual / maybe / probably / it depends / fairly likely / likely / yeah sure / yes / would tap that / hell yes / fuck yes! / wishing that could happen right now / as many times as possible / we are already having sex.

I conceptualise X-Force Beast as a fairly asexual being, he just doesn't really care about that side of things anymore since he's a goddamn emotional black hole, but every now and then an itch needs to be scratched, and I don't think this version of Beast is all that picky about who he lays down with (canonically, he has a sex program in the Shadow Room, which, thanks for that, Ben Percy). If Raze is there and interested, why not?

level of friendship:

never in a million years / worst of enemies / enemies / rivals / indifferent / neutral / acquaintance / friendly toward each other / casual friends / friends / good friends / best friends / fuck buddies / bosom buddies / practically the same person / would die for them / true friends / my only friend.

X-Force Beast is very firm on the fact that he doesn't want, need, or have friends, so this was always going to be fairly limited. That being said, I don't think he regards Raze as an enemy - he's intelligent and ambitious enough that he could view him as a potential rival, but that's honestly closer to respect than antagonism for this version of Beast.

first impression of them:

i hate them so much / i don’t like them / i don’t trust them / they annoy me / they’re weird / I’m indifferent / meh / they seem alright / they’re growing on me / truce / I think I like them / I like them / I’m not sure if I trust them / I trust them / they’re cool / they’re genuine / I think we’re going to get along / I really like them / I think I’m in love / oh fuck they’re hot / I love them.

This one's a bit of a tricky one, given there's the canon way Hank first encountered Raze, which was not flattering, and then there's the alternate Raze the esteemed defyxoblivion plays, where the context was very different. That being said, I don't think that saying he didn't trust him in either context is much of a stretch. :P

current impression of them:

X-Force Beast doesn't trust anyone, and that's just fine with everyone involved. That being said, if we're going by members of X-Force, he's probably most fine with Raze just by virtue of the fact that he also has a complicated, messy, and occasionally hateful relationship with Logan, though Raze is probably doing a better job of managing said relationship than Beast is.

#Anonymous #muse assessment meme #outofmuffins

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i-like-sticks · 3 months

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2 and 10!

2. Are there any popular fandom OTPs you only BROTP?

I don't usually get involved in fandoms as heavily as I did years ago because that sort of shit landed me in a hot mess of trouble. The same goes with shipping. I usually prefer to keep my distance with all that noise.

But there are a few so called fandom OTPs I do see and go "Eh, more a BROTP for me".

One being Barb x Poppy from the Trolls fandom. Like I get it. Its cute and I don't have anything against it, but I more prefer them as a BROTP then I do a couple. Trolls in general has a number of that for me. Same for FNAF.

SuperJail was another one of those fandoms that had a lot of shipping discourse with the Warden being shipped with everyone and everything around him. Me, personally, I just don't see him fitting with anyone for how selfish and childish he acts. BROTPs maybe with some of the main cast if he didn't annoy the hell out of some of them.

ATLA though... Oh boy, so many popular ships and I am like a good chunk is BROTP material for me.

But overall, I don't really involve myself in big fandoms anymore nor the whole shipping discourse of it. It's a bit pointless and tiresome for me.

10. Most disliked arc? Why?

I guess it really depends on the show/movie/whatever piece of media it is.

I don't much care for idle/filler arcs where literally its just the characters doing random shit for filler. A filler episode is fine every so often but when its an entire arc/season, it feels completely wasted and pointless. Like all that time just wasted on stupid shenanigans that really did not need to be seen.

Same goes for character arcs where a character is just spending the entire time being moody and mopey, angry at everyone who helps them and never makes an attempt to help themselves when people help them. But suddenly in the end they act like they knew this all along and just become great at everything. I really despise a rushed arc of development like that. It doesn't feel rewarding nor does it feel like the character is likable at all, but just instantly forgiven for their nasty behavior despite never saying sorry or anything of the sort. They go back to being mean and its just..meh.

And anything that is rushed/pacing is too fast, that almost all the info/lore is dumped on you in one go that you have no time to soak it in. ESPECIALLY, when its cast off as not important later on. Like, come on, dude. Really? It's so annoying.

#asks #matla speaks

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HELLO 6 7 20 enkidu character opinions Please

wtffff i had to dig through my activity to find that you sent this because it got eaten by other notifs!!!! whoever coded this website needs to get fired i swears. ON IT BOSS o7

6. What's something you have in common with this character?

im more chatty online but even then the amount i talk depends on the day. but irl I understand why enkidu is the way he is in any social situation because quite frankly yeah me too. i dont even talk irl i just think to myself and observe everyone and just go "ahum yup ok" and nod at everything people say because literally what am i supposed to say. but once people talk about a topic im familiar with i might say a thing or two all of a sudden. maybe three. the only difference is that enkidu is The strongest man ever and i am just some random ass person that takes care of children sometimes

7. What's something the fandom does when it comes to this character that you like?

unib memes range from annoyingly overused as per usual for fgs (chesto/akatsuki thot slayer. mika XD half of the time. hilda is 19...do people even still make bathwater and jav jokes anymore oh god those were annoying day ONE) or either funny to Mehhhh depending on the context (just any memes involving merkava come to mind. wagner honest mids My toxic trait is thinking a good chunk of them are funny btw. nana jokes are hit or miss too) but enkidu memes have always been the ones i've consistently laughed at the most being removed from my inherent bias and i imagine that's the result of him being very under the radar. but like holy shit enkidu mains are funny as fuck? the enkidu tier jokes in unist. you had to be there for the "they added enkidu in uniclr" era. and then the memes after that when they took 66c away from us. and of course "I guess I won't say anything..." and the enkidu autism jokes. guy who just has the funniest meme material with just his balancing history and being the way he is ALONE

20. Which other character is the ideal best friend for this character, the amount of screentime they share doesn't matter?

even though they have the whole "ending each other with honor" thing going on the fact that they kinda worked together in uni2 (wished we couldve actually seen how they were working together ahahahaha. ha) and also their mutual respect for each other i think wald and enkidu should settle down from their own debts and be old men besties. idk linne can have a weird uncle now or something i just want to see them talk in a slice of life context so bad ESPECIALLY FOR WALDSTEIN. like they can't just give us funny ass trivia like "he has to eat like 7 bowls of food and also needs to enter the back door" and not put him in SoL situations with other people.

#asks #omiwa txts #under night in birth #its always fun when i get to talk about enkidu for Free

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Do you think it's possible that some RE characters could be asexual? Or, that they won't be very sexually active for different reasons? I was wondering that since someone said Leon wouldn't probably very active, but I wanted your take on the subject because your opinion is the only one that matter to me.

i'll be completely transparent with this and say outright that i don't understand asexuality super well, so i don't want to speak as though i'm some sort of authority on this.

i don't think that any of the cast are sex-repulsed, but i know that there's different shades and types of asexuality that i'm not very familiar with, so i'm just going to do my best with the language i have.

i think chris has a very low libido and can probably count on his hands the number of sexual partners he's had in his life -- and the vast majority of them, if not all of them, happened before the arklay mountain incident. like, he wasn't very sexually active even before the trauma, but post-trauma it just became the least important thing to him. like, if anyone in the cast comes anywhere close to being genuinely asexual, it'd probably be chris.

i'm assuming that the person that you're talking about was referring to remake leon, because OG leon is a fucking whore who swaps his vice of choice between booze and pussy depending on where he's at in his character arc. or, at least tries to. his success in actually getting laid is debatable, but i don't think OG leon ever stopped wanting it or trying to pursue it.

remake leon, i think, allowed his libido to die. like, i think he had a very average, healthy sex drive at one point, but as he became more withdrawn and isolated, he also became more uncomfortable with extended acts/moments of intimacy. and, at first, he kind of wrestled with the whole "i want it and i miss it but i can't bring myself to do it so i guess i'll just jerk off or something" thing. but as time went on, the further he got away from the last time he was with someone, the less he started to miss it, and now not having it is just any other regular part of his life that he doesn't think about anymore, really. he doesn't go after it, doesn't expect it, and doesn't care. but there's still some kind of subconscious longing he feels, which is how moments like lingering with ashley still in his arms after she jumped out the window happen.

but that's really it. it's just chris and remake leon that i get these vibes from. i could maybe make a case for sherry, too, but i'm kind of on the fence about that one.

everyone else, i feel, is varying degrees of average -- with the exception of claire, who i think has a higher than average libido. like, even jill, even with her insane trauma -- i don't think it manifests for her in this way.

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scarefox · 2 months

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me, with a little flue and migraine: best timing to give my rabbit a full body bath with the new rabbit soap I bought yesterday + blow-drying him forever because rabbit fur is a bish with it's underlayer 🤡

We did it. Had to throw in my last painkiller midway tho.

And now these two fur clowns finishing the rest. Drying the last bit of water out of the fur by licking him all over... don't question rabbit logic

(it's only the outer layer fur that's still damp no worry + it's warm in the room)

But I am glad Maya started to clean him again now that her own illness got better, she's more social and cuddly again.

*don't bath / wash rabbits if not needed it sucks for everyone cause it's a struggle (but looks cute not gonna lie). He can't clean himself anymore and the warm water helps to relax his muscles

idk I think at one point during the first weeks of him having spondylosis to this point he can't walk properly anymore, he stopped caring and takes whatever comes? Maybe it's rabbit instinct to just "give up resisting" at a certain point of illness, because in the wild he would have gotten eaten by now or starved (he is not in that mindset anymore now I guess, he got used to it all). He lets me hold him however as long as it doesn't hurt his back or lets me do anything now. So bathing him is not even that horror event for him as it would have been like 1 year ago. But he understands by now that I help him with the things I do. The blow-dryer is still scary / uncomfy for him. I generally let buns sit freely on a towel on the ground when i blowdry them. OR I hold them up my chest which is easier and more comfy for but means I get wet. And depends on the bun if they see you as some sort of save place (these buns will climb you at the vet too)

not pics from today but that's how we do every time

+ Bonus, him trying to do it himself (with my support cause he can't sit up alone) he hates being wet but he also hates being dirty and stinky so we have to keep up some hygiene :')

the wet fur and shaky legs make him look more miserable than what he actually is 😅

#my bunnies #rabbit with spondylosis #rabbits #bunnies

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chickensarentcheap · 2 years

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shy away from big crowds?

forget their appointments?

get drunk?

freak out and not tell anyone?

get asked for advice?

give the others nicknames?

not give a shit

dance around when they think nobody's watching?

change outfits five times before going out?

1: Definitely Tyler. He does not like crowds. He likes his small circle of people to hang out with and that's it. He craves privacy. Which is why they moved to the property they have no. At the end of a dead end street, no close neighbours, nothing but nature around them. He just isn't a people person lol

2: Tyler again. lol. Esme is very organized and has all kinds of those white board calendar things hanging in the pantry. He has one all for himself. And she has everything written on there. Appts, meetings, medicine schedule when he was on some heavy duty stuff.

3: Esme. Tyler doesn't drink anymore, but doesn't care if she does. He's had to carry her up the stairs to bed many a time while she's been drunk off her ass and giggly and flirty and propositioning him.

4: Tyler. Although he can't really hide it anymore, as she can just tell when one of his moods are coming on. She can tell it's going to happen before he even realizes it himself. But if he's away from home and has a freak out, he's definitely keeping it to himself.

5: This is a tough one. I guess it depends what the advice is for. Both have very different upbringings and experiences (yet some are pretty much the same). So I think both would be a good answer.

6: Esme. she's notorious for it. Tyler has one, all the kids have one, her sister has one. Everyone gets a nickname with Esme lol

7: Tyler. He simply does not give a fuck about a lot of things. People talking shit about him? Don't care. Women thirsting after him? Don't care. Esme's family hating him? Don't care. LOL.

8: Esme. she's known for it. Especially when she's cleaning. He's caught her many times.

9: Esme. LOL. Tyler honestly doesn't care about his appearance. He's content in board shirts and a t-shirt. Maybe not even the t-shirt. They go out, he's throwing on jeans or cargo pants and whatever is clean in the closet lol. Esme though, she will go through a few outfits. And it drives him insane lol

#Tyler and Esme series #Tyler Rake #Esme Rake #Tyler Rake fan fiction #Extraction fan fiction

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imarawbu · 1 month

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Yeah I know I'm on here everyday again.

Loneliness is getting to me. Life is just sad.

I wish I could leave, I wish I had money, stability, and not have to deal with him anymore. Miracles don't fall out of the sky, certainly not for someone like me. I wish I had another chance at life, but it's too late. I don't blame anybody but myself, I wish things could have been done differently.

I've been thinking about how this is going to play out. Once things are secure financially, I will get a lawyer and make a plan to tell him. I don't really want to tell anyone and even prolong people finding out by pretending he's just in his home country so I don't have to tell people and deal with the drama. But I know once it happens, if they find out from him, then they will blame me until they ask me or they just won't even ask and listen to him. So for some people who have contact with him to let them know once the divorce has been initiated I guess. It really depends on his reaction once I serve him. He may go full narcissistic and tell everyone how horrible a wife I am and what not, so then I will have to do damage control or he will just go off and leave and nobody will know. I'd like to prolong it and maybe not even tell people so I don't have to deal with the additional judgement and comments. I know probably how my family will react. They will blame me, how I ruined this, how they cannot do anything for me, I should have made better choices, now I'm ruining my daughter's life etc. But if I am at least able to stay in the house, then they cannot say much as they have no burden of me and if they want a relationship with their granddaughter, maybe refrain from ruining their relationship with me. We will see. I remember my plan with my ex was to complete the divorce papers and tell him it's over by showing him the papers. This took two attempts with him as the first time he said he was sorry, threatened to kill himself, etc. and got me to tear them up. I don't see my husband doing that but even he knows things will change if and when I become financially stable, he just thinks I'm not brave enough to shame myself by getting divorced again.

Anyways, we did come to an agreement regarding him taking money from me, since finances as bad. He has to help in whatever way I deem appropriate, he has to take care of my daughter for at least a few hours at least two days a week. If he doesn't abide by this I will no longer give him any money. We'll see how things go.

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trashprinceward · 2 months

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Lack of interaction bothers everyone, you're not saying things that don't make sense. It hurts and it's relatable. Problem is that the more you complain about people not interacting, the faster they'll leave. For example, its not true you never had fanart of your AUs. I remember when you got both text and art for it. You still do sometimes. Less than I could say about me myself, you know? Or many others in this community. You're lucky because you are one of the few people who can say this happened to them. Everyone wants it. You had it and yet you complain it's not enough. It's normal that people who did, might not feel appreciated by you anymore. Because you don't seem to remember it. Sometimes you make comments about how weird it is that people don't like the way you draw Faith characters, but at the same time you jab at those who draw John or Garcia looking too slim for your standards. Or too young. Once a person got nervous, tagging the fandom and telling them to stop drawing John in ships with old men. You didn't like to read that, rightfully like many others. Because people draw what they like. And yet you tag in the fandom and say things like "finally people stop drawing him as a twink! He's not one!" as if you are the only right one here. Maybe they also use their bodies as reference. You're angry and you don't realize you hurt people with what you say. You also talk about how you want your ship to be liked more but people like what they want. Insisting won't change anything. You act like you're the only unlucky one with nobody posting John and Garcia. If people don't like it, you can't make them like it. Which isn't even true, since there are many fan fictions out there on AO3. How many did you link on your page, saying "hey, fellow followers, go read this one!" to give them a hand? How many fan art did you draw for those people who like a ship you say to be less famous? There are people out there that I've seen liking ships I don't even care about who support each other. Such small ships that are even hard to consider. They don't attack, they don't insist. Criticizing Garyjohn and having people leave happened because not many like to have something they like criticized, people get touchy. But it also depends on how you write it. For example I don't care about Garyjohn. I don't even like it, I just shrug and ignore exactly as I shrug an ignore Johncia, because yes. I don't like it. Yet I followed you. Neither are ships I like but that infamous thing that happened some days ago on AO3 made me very angry too. You never did something like that. But you won't decide how sensitive a person is to things they like. About the pillows, it was an investment you decided to do by yourself. I don't know how many people wanted it, how many didn't see it. But it's not always other's fault if your art doesn't get reblogged, if you didn't reach enough people. I don't know how marketing works. I don't know how you guess how many people might be interested or not. This time it went poorly, and it hurts. But it's not our fault. And, we never wanted you to get hurt from drawing too much. Yet you had to almost make us all feel guilty because of that. Because you got hurt. I didn't want you to get hurt. I never told you to work faster and harder.

Happy ides of March everyone!

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