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#confess now or no more rps will be made!!!
thegeasswriter · 5 months
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Someone on Discord who talked to Garden Shark (a best friend of mine) better fucking confess or there's hell!
FIRST OF ALL, I'M NOT TAKEN! I am open and will talk and flirt with whoever who isn't an ass. Garden Shark and I communicate and understand each other.
SECOND, I FEEL LIKE IT'S A FUCKING RUMOR! Or a clear attack on them. When someone hurts someone I care about, it REALLY pisses me off!!!!
So, someone just declared war! When I find out who the FUCK did this, they better confess, and apologize to me and my friend. If not..... there's going to be hell to pay!!!! If you did it, confess and apologize. NOW! I'M NOT FUCKING AROUND HERE!
As punishment to all, all rps I'm doing here and Discord are not being made or done until this mess is fixed. No continuing rps! No making new rps or reblogging SHIT until the asshole fucking confesses!!!!! Don't message me unless there's new updates, evidence, or a confession to this!!! YOU HEAR ME?!
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silantryoo · 1 year
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BONUS [ RP STONT ] — confessions of an idiot (irl)
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miny/n's 100 day anniversary for their... 'relationship'.
WARNINGS ; low self-esteem, fluff, gay ppl being gay
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y/n liked minji. a lot.
she liked the way her eyes turned into crescents when she smiled, and the way she whined whenever the older girl teased her too much. she liked the lingering smell of pine whenever the younger idol hugged her, or the way minji's arms felt like home.
but like many things, minji came with flaws. one of which being her choice in movies (if you could even call it a 'movie').
y/n cuddled into minji, rolling her eyes once the main lead of the 'kissing booth' entered the frame.
she could feel minji tense up against her, making the older girl frown. how was minji attracted to someone named 'noah'?
grumbling, y/n found herself pulling away from minji. "he's not even that cute."
"huh?" minji's head snapped towards her, trying to pull the other girl closer. truth be told, minji hadn't been focusing on the movie at all. her brain was scattered everywhere, going through all the things that danielle, haerin, and hanni had helped the older girl plan. "what are we talking about?"
y/n fought back a blush, resting her head onto minji's shoulder. "that noah guy."
"oh." minji looked at y/n, and she felt like she was gonna explode. "i guess so."
y/n hummed, focusing on the movie in front of her and minji wanted nothing more than to kiss the girl in front of her, watching as the light from the tv made the older girl's eyes sparkle. the younger girl felt herself smile. the idol didn't know how she managed to find y/n, but she couldn't help but thank the universe for leading her to the girl.
minji wondered if this was what love felt like.
"minji," y/n whispered, the credits rolling as the younger traced her side profile with her eyes. "can i tell you something?"
"yeah." minji said, her voice barely a whisper. "yeah, of course."
"you're a great person." y/n smiled at the girl, eyes full of warmth. "but that movie was ass."
minji leaned back, pouting slightly.
"it was not!"
y/n bit back a smile. she didn't understand how minji could be so adorable without trying.
"it was. the entire concept of the movie was unrealistic," y/n explained, choosing to ignore the way minji rolled her eyes (because why did y/n care about realism when one of her favorite movies were barbie and the nutcracker?) "and why would they ride a motorcycle out in the rain? why was that other guy–"
"his name was lee." minji grumbled, and y/n struggled to not kiss the idol right there.
"why was lee so possessive of her, anyways?"
minji squinted her eyes, not noticing the smile that y/n was giving her. "didn't you say kazuha-sunbaenim was possessive of you too?"
"i mean, yeah," y/n nodded, her cheeks hurting. "but she'd never prevent me from dating you."
minji's eyes widened. she swore her heart stopped beating at that very moment.
"...huh?"
"for example!" y/n rushed, not realizing her tongue has slipped. "i mean."
minji nodded, biting the side of her cheek. her heart was beating erratically, and she suddenly found herself relating to every love song that was ever made.
"you're lucky you're cute, kim minji." y/n whispered, the lights still dimmed from the movie. minji was sure she was going to explode any moment now. "why do you like it so much anyway?"
y/n watched as the younger girl looked around, almost as if she was looking for an excuse to avoid the question.
minji locked eyes with her, and the younger idol sighed.
"it, um..." minji could feel her cheeks burning red. "it reminds me of us."
y/n squinted. "like the main girl and the guy with the last name with the first name?"
minji shook her head. "i meant elle and noah."
"am i noah..?" y/n couldn't help but frown. "he's crazy and insane! is that how you see me?!"
y/n could feel a pit of guilt brewing in her stomach. from what she noticed, he was overbearing, sometimes even borderline scary. even though he had the right idea, it never made up for the fact that he scared y/n.
y/n didn't want to be like her dad.
"no! of course not!" minji shook her head, her eyes widening. "it's embarrassing."
"it can't be worse than being compared to that guy," y/n grumbled, minji wrapping her arm around her waist.
"they're like us." minji whispered, ignoring the glance that y/n sent her. "they kinda hated each other at first but he ends up making elle the happiest. he makes her comfortable, like nothing matters. that's how you make me feel."
the older girl looked at her, watching as minji waited for a response, eyes anticipating a response. if y/n didn't know any better, it was almost as if minji had confessed her undying love to her.
"oh." y/n pushed down a giggle. "okay."
"he's nice to look at, too." minji muttered, turning back to the tv as she searched for another movie to watch.
y/n rolled her eyes before looking back at the girl, a sly smile on her face.
"kim minji, are you saying i'm nice to look at?"
she was going to die today, and it would be y/n's fault.
"what?"
"oh my god, kim minji..." y/n couldn't stop herself from giggling, hitting minji's arm lightly. minji suddenly felt conscious about the space in between them. "if you wanted to ask me out, you should've just told me."
y/n knew that minji would only see her words as a joke, but she couldn't help but mean it. sometimes, like right now, y/n wished she would just tell minji, even if it meant ruining their friendship.
"unnie, please." minji struggled to get out, the words nearly getting caught in her throat.
"you're so cute." y/n sighed, resting her head on the taller girl's broad shoulders.
the two scrolled through multiple movies, sitting in silence and basking in the presence of each other.
y/n hummed, listening to minji as she muttered the synopsis of each movie they passed, and she was glad she was in the same universe as kim minji.
"did you like my gift?" y/n asked, minji's eyes furrowing as she quickly skipped the horror section.
"yeah." minji nodded, sighing as she put the remote down. "i should've gotten you something, too."
"it's okay." y/n shook her head. as long as minji was around, that would be enough for her. "i just wanted to get you something this time. you always take good care of me, even though i'm the older one."
"i like taking care of you." minji's hand flinched as she looked at y/n's hand near her thigh. "you deserve it."
"i believe you." y/n said truthfully, grabbing the younger girl's hand with a squeeze. "i like taking care of you, too."
minji looked y/n straight in the eyes. a million thoughts ran through the older idol's mind, every single one being about the girl in front of her.
kim minji was everything y/n had ever wanted, and y/n hoped that minji felt the same way about her.
"minji?"
y/n could feel her heart in her ears.
minji tilted her head. "yeah, unnie?"
the room filled with y/n's voice... coming from minji's phone,
the older girl glanced at the phone as minji scrambled to find it, cursing at herself for letting hanni touch it.
"is that..."
"no, it's not!"
minji was going to kill hanni the next time she saw her.
"that is my voice!" y/n sucked in her laughter. minji was clearly embarrassed, and the older girl didn't want to make her feel worse.
"wait," y/n paused, her voice in the background slightly distracting her. "are you getting me another cake?"
"what? no?" minji lied, her face stoic. y/n continued to stare at her. "okay, maybe. how'd you know?"
"you did it last time." y/n looked at the floor, minji's phone under the table. it wouldn't hurt to tease the younger girl a little more. "are you gonna turn my voice off or–"
minji groaned, shutting it off before standing up.
"i'll be right back."
"do you need help?" y/n asked, standing up with her.
"no!" minji panicked. she needed to revise what she was going to say in her head. "i'm okay!"
"are you sure?" y/n asked, her grin turning sinister. "i can always use my voice to–"
"unnie!" minji covered her face.
"sorry!" y/n giggled, sitting on the ground as she smiled at the taller girl. "you're so fun to tease, kim minji."
minji took a deep breath, and y/n couldn't help but feel bad. the younger girl was bright red. y/n was sure she was gonna die from overheating if she kept going.
"i'll be right back."
y/n nodded, watching as minji walked down the hall.
"don't make me wait too long, kim minji."
"i won't." minji smiled like it meant something more. "i promise."
minji entered her room, leaving the idol in the dark.
as she heard the door click, it took everything in y/n to not scream. her heart was about to burst, and it was minji's fault. y/n didn't understand how she could feel so intensely for someone she hated months before.
minji was someone she hated. she was someone who reminded y/n about her shortcomings. y/n was never pretty enough, never consistent enough. she was never minji. every time younger girl took a breath, it was a punch to her gut. she would never be someone like minji, and she used to hate it.
but she didn't need to be minji, she just needed to be herself and slowly, that was becoming enough for her.
(she had told chaewon the same thing earlier that day, and the older girl cried so hard that she had almost puked.)
she knew there was a chance that minji didn't like her. she was kim minji, after all. she deserved the world, and more. y/n knew she could give it to the girl if minji would let her, but sometimes it didn't work out that way.
y/n wanted nothing more than to love kim minji the way that she felt loved by her.
"god, i'm losing my mind." y/n whispered, staring at the moon through the curtain.
"unnie."
minji could feel her hands shaking under the cake as y/n turned around, the entire room dark except for the candles and the moonlight.
y/n smiled. "minji."
"happy 100th anniversary." the younger girl whispered, setting the cake down slowly. she could feel her nerves slowly starting to creep up. "sorry i took so long, i couldn't find the candles."
liar, minji thought to herself, you rehearsed in front of the mirror the entire time.
"don't worry." y/n looked at minji, and minji swore to herself that she wasn't going to back out now. "at least you're back."
"wait," y/n took a closer look at the desert in front of her. in the corner, two macaroons were stacked on top of each other, one a brown bear and the other a wide-eyed puppy. "is this supposed to be us?"
"yeah." minji could feel her chest swelling up in pride as she took a picture of y/n inspecting the cake. "sorry if it looks off. haerin tried to eat the one that looked like me."
"it's okay, i love it." y/n never felt more seen in her life. "it's perfect."
minji couldn't stop looking at y/n as took pictures of the cake, happiness radiating from her body. the younger girl smiled, moving to sit next to y/n.
"make a wish, unnie." minji whispered.
y/n turned her head. "do it with me."
"but it's your cake?"
"but it's our anniversary."
minji smiled, and she was sure that y/n could see right through her. "are you sure?"
"yeah." there weren't many moments in life when y/n was 100% confident in her decisions, but she's never been more sure until now. "i'm sure."
the room turned silent. both looked at the candles, reliving every single thing that lead up to this moment. minji could feel her stomach churning, the adrenaline rush making her sigh loudly.
i hope to make her this happy forever, the two thought.
closing their eyes, they prayed for their wishes to come true.
"happy anniversary, minji." y/n slowly opened her eyes, her eyes finding minji immediately, the moon framing the younger girl's face perfectly.
it was now or never.
"happy anniversary, unnie."
y/n bumped her arm as she leaned forward, squinting as she tried to find the mini-thems. "i wonder what the macaroons taste like."
"unnie."
y/n took a closer look. the bear had the same eyes as minji, and the dog had the same smile as her. "it looks like us!"
"unnie." minji tugged on y/n's arm.
y/n turned to sit back down, worry evident all over her face.
her eyebrows furrowed. "what's wron–"
"promise to not talk until i'm done?" minji breathed out. "please."
y/n nodded.
"okay."
"when i first met you, you were sitting next to yunjin-unnie." minji smiled at the ground, her hands fidgeting as she tried to calm herself down. "you were eating a sandwich, laughing at one of the stupid jokes she made. you were wearing sweats and an oversized shirt that looked like a souvenir from australia. i remember you looking over at me, and you smiled. you hated me after that class, and i didn't see you smile again."
y/n nodded, remembering that day clearly. before, she had considered it the day that her life was ruined. now, she couldn't help but thank hybe for leading her to minji.
"i would see you in the halls between practices, or out with the other trainees and i hated it." minji looked up, the words caught in her throat as y/n listened to every word the girl said. she cleared her throat. "i hated how you avoided me. i hated how you glared at me whenever i was near you.
"i think what i hated the most was that i couldn't make you smile again."
minji watched as y/n's eyes softened, and suddenly minji forgot all the words she had rehearsed a mere ten minutes ago.
but she couldn't stop now.
"i'm not good with words." minji shook her head, y/n nodding along with a teasing smile. "i'm not someone who knows what they're feeling in the moment, but i know that when you smile at me, or when you're near me, i feel..." minji felt love. she was sure of it. (but not now. not yet.) "and maybe you won't believe me, but i can feel it whenever i'm around you. unnie, you make me feel so many things that i don't even understand."
"i like you, unnie."
suddenly, it was as if the world became quiet.
y/n didn't know what to do. all she knew was minji was in front of her, her eyes sparkling like first day they met. the moon painted her face, and y/n was sure that she's never seen anything more beautiful than kim minji in that exact moment.
"please say something." minji muttered, y/n's eyes staring right at hers. "i feel like i'm about to die."
"are you done?"
y/n liked minji a lot. her bad movie taste, her over-the-top planning, the way she cared for her, the way she made her feel like she was enough.
"i think s–"
y/n leaned forward, her lips suddenly on minji's as her hand found its way to the side of the taller girl's neck. minji's eyes widened for a moment before her entire body relaxed.
the warmth of minji's lips made y/n smile against the girl's. kissing minji felt exactly how y/n felt around her.
minji was comfort in every single way.
y/n pulled back, her face flushed as minji blinked her eyes open, not a single thought behind the girl's eyes.
"you're so cute when you're nervous, kim minji." y/n whispered, stroking the side of minji's neck with her thumb. "i like you too. i'm sorry for hating you. i promise i'll smile for you more, okay?"
minji nodded lightly, before leaning in this time, wanting to taste y/n once more. y/n giggled at her eagerness, feeling minji's arm wrap around her waist.
y/n could get addicted to this.
pulling back slightly, her face still close to the other girl, y/n muttered against her mouth. "does this mean we're really dating?"
y/n felt minji tense up, her arms dropping from her sides.
"oh my god." minji covered her face, finally realizing what happened.
she had kissed kim y/n. no, kim y/n kissed her. kim y/n liked her back. the girl that was in front of her under the dim lights of her living room, face tinged red liked her back and kissed her. they were dating.
oh my god, minji touched her mouth, her eyes on y/n. oh my fucking god.
minji stood up stiffly.
"minji?"
"i'll be right back." minji managed to squeak out, her voice shaking and her face burning.
"minji, where are you going?" y/n watched as minji walked into the closest room, hearing a loud squeal after the door clicked shut.
y/n was losing her mind, but god, she liked kim minji so much.
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okay I was sorta lurking but I actually have a confession after reading that one about the rp servers because oh my god I had a TERRIBLE experience with an rp server. It’s so bad that it is literally the reason I have such a burning hatred for Pyrite the Skywing.
it was based extremely on wof (with some focus on the legend of Spyro, of all things) and it was called something like “WoF: Talon” or something like that; it had this edgy Bloodclan-esque dragon tribe but that’s beside the point. the server had this economy where in order to get like anything mildly special about a character you were going to play (hivewing abilities, Nightwing being born under any moons, firescales, etc.) and animus magic was the second most expensive thing, only being cheaper than literally buying moderator role. I’m dead serious.
Anyway, I decide to submit my personal animus character, a Nightwing named Gemcarver. basically he makes jewelry and sometimes puts enchantments on it of various usefulness. It gets accepted, I look for someone willing to rp. Lucky me, I guess; the owner of the server wants to rp. The owner, as a side note, literally idolizes Pyrite and unironically says that he “simps for her” and calls her “his queen.” I’ve never liked Pyrite as a character; she’s like a stereotypical shy girl who turns out to be like very overt TF bait? which is like not bad in itself, but it feels so over the top in the books. Anyway. Owner of the server decides to rp with his version of Pyrite, who is this more confident version of herself who has a husband and children, and also animus magic for some reason. We start rping, I’m having a decent amount of fun, and then he decides to do something…funny. pyrite decides to take a little piece of jewelry that Gemcarver bought just to be nice, and enchants it to basically have a second pyrite; Flora the Rainwing was born. And I was having fun with that too for a bit, until pyrite started making the spell more complicated, with ideas such as:
-flora being unable to get mad at pyrite for ANYTHING.
-flora being obsessed with Skywing culture and just Skywings in general, to the point of wanting to be one
-flora being obsessed with Pyrite specifically, romantically. Despite her having a husband.
And frankly I’m getting sort of annoyed, and want to play Gemcarver again (maybe there could be some like plot where he starts hating pyrite as he crushes the jewelry? I thought it would be cool) and saw my opportunity to get rid of it and made my shot, twice….and the owner didn’t let it happen. So I voice my complaints, like “so did I pay all that currency for nothing? the character I made is just dead now, for no reason?”
“Essentially, yes.”
this pisses me off, and I tell him that this is shitty, and he essentially just says “nuh this isn’t bad pyrite just wants attention uwu” and I just eventually dropped the conversation. and to this day I hate Pyrite with a burning passion.
Fuck that guy.
I can definitely understand why you hate Pyrite after that encounter.
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||Temptation & Trust||
~~Reserved rp with @demon-blood-youths~
It’s been about two to three months ever since the events of the HYDE freaks involving Shirka and Willie. However, the DBT along with Batman and Black cat were able to stop the threat but also cure many in Gotham. So now, it seems they were on the road to recovery. However, that’s not the only thing that’s been going well.
After Batman confessed to Shdkwyz, he’s been more happier and felt a lot more better. He knew they were shy among one another and have been on a few dates as the bat and snake. Eating food on rooftops, looking out, joking, talking, etc. Just like a real date but never with their real selves. Even with the karma deal they made with one another was a bit edge off a bit but not too much. They still did their work but also spend time together. Though, the whole disguise part will be slipped too if they well...got closer.
Their has been times they gotten really really close to almost kiss or something else but it’s either Shdwkyz moving away trying to calm down or avoid the thought all together. He also did say he was still nervous about this sort of thing and he wished he didn’t make him feel scared. Honest, Batman was as nervous too.
However, he didn’t know that the close encounters or other close heated moments only were backed up. He didn’t know that Shdwkyz was shy about this resulting in him hiding for a while now. Though he hopes he was alright.
“You really should just go and talk to him, Terry. You and him have dated for a good while after you guys and the DBT stopped the HYDE freak invasion. Now, your dating him and your still nervous about it.” he looks to Maxine who was eating some pizza but Terry sighed leaning back.
“I know that but still. I just don’t want to freak him out or go to fast. He’s just as nervous and he won’t even answer the phone. Maybe he’s just nervous..Or worried of the well...”
“The Venom that somehow still is in him? I don’t know if he got rid of it...never asked.”  she said thinking.
“Or maybe you two need to work on just relaxing with one another. That or having someone give him a light push. You love him and he loves you so why are you scared?” she asked to snicker seeing his face flushed red looking away.
“Who said I was! I’m not scared of that.....” he grumbles that Maxine shrugs.
“Just a thought silly. Maybe you and him need to be locked up in a room or something so you can at least get comfortable. Orrrrrr....have a little fun-”
“Max..”
“Just saying.” she laughed. “I mean, you both know one another as Batman and Shdwkyz but not the real you. But whatever helps you. I’m sure he’s fine or dealing with it in his own way....or if your worried just go and find him if you want.” she said that Terry sighed to look at the ceiling thinking.
“I hope so...”
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Early MCYTblr Interviews: conarcoin
today's interviewee is conarcoin, runner in the 2020 MCYTblr elections, founder of gay castle, mod on the mcytblr-confessions blog, and MCYTblr veteran! below is a transcript of the questions and answers.
Q: You’ve been in MCYTblr for a long time, and participated in a lot of MCYTblr events, so let’s work our way through them. Can you tell me a bit about what 2020-2021 MCYTblr was like for you, or anything that immediately comes to mind when you think of it?
A: 2020-2021 MCYTblr was a shithole, but it was a shithole I made some really good friends in and I don't regret that period at all. I regret some stupid posts I made, sure, but overall? Nah. 2020 MCYTblr was always filled with drama as it was a transitional period - it was primarily made up of what we now call "truthers" and the scattered remnants of SMPblr, and that sort of caused a culture clash. I'm immediately reminded of the time I got into a huge drama for having the url "transtubbo" in 2020, which one ex-SMPblr user was not fond of. Also a lot of posts made by straight up weirdos like that one infamous "sex god whore" post.
(the url "transtubbo" was not a truthing thing, but a DSMP thing, but this was a time when truthers were still everywhere in MCYTblr and the divide between RP and real life wasn't as clear, which is how I ended up in hot water)
Q: I understand that you started and ran the “gay castle” discord server. Why was it created? What was your experience running it?
A: Gay Castle's still alive and well after 3 years. Me and a friend made the server in September 2020 due to being tired of the drama in another server we were in called Sleepyheads. It's a personal friend server, so we just invited people we thought were chill to hang out and have some laughs. I honestly would call Gay Castle my internet family, they're a wild bunch and we've had so many great times over the past 3 years.
Q: What was it like running the mcytblr-confessions blog? Do any confessions stand out to you from memory?
A: mcytblr-confessions is the child of me and like 10 or so other members of Gay Castle. The experience is mostly mundane, just queueing and deleting asks. We do get a lot of asks that get deleted due to breaking the rules and such, but it hasn't been particularly drama-filled or anything. There's way too many confessions that stand out to me, but personal favorites of mine will always include the Foolish peas anon, the Highcraft church anon, and the one about AustinShow calling anon Greg instead of their actual name.
Q: If my memory serves, you ran in the October 2020 MCYTblr elections. Who did you run as? What was your experience being a part of it?
A: I did, alongside a friend at the time who went by Fakenoblade. I don't remember too many details from that period of time. We ran as "Potato2020" and didn't get very far but we had fun. Cecilia (bless her heart, we're still mutuals even though we don't talk often) can do a really good Technoblade impression, so in call we had her say some funny lines that we edited into a promotional campaign video. Fun stuff.
Q: Are there any other events that stand out to you?
A: The day a bunch of content creators joined in 2021, mostly smaller ones. That was around the same time I became friends with Erin (@itselectralive), who is still one of my closest friends to this day and an absolute sweetheart. She got me onto a SMP she helped run called Balls SMP, which crashed and burned, but I had fun and met some cool people.
Q: Do you remember any of the main discourses/dramas that went through the community?
A: Apologist discourse, obviously. I didn't engage with it - I honestly didn't care for either c!Tommy or c!Dream - but it's hard to avoid it. Shipping discourse and boundary discourse. Honestly, I can't remember anything more specific besides the more general dramas.
Q: What do you remember most fondly from that time?
A: Honestly? Just early Gay Castle and also liveblogging the L'Manberg Election. That night was so much fun, one of the most vivid memories of that time period I have.
Q: Is there anything else you’d like to add?
A: You guys should watch SMPLive. Not really, it's aged like piss and several creators ended up being freaks but it's still got a lot of funny jokes and interesting lore (believe it or not). From what I have seen, its fandom is the root of a lot of MCYT fandom's most obnoxious behaviors, but the people who are left and still care about it are really cool. It turned 5 this month!
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Closed RP with @ult-mechanic
The Ultimate Breeder paced back and forth in front of the few pods that remained locked, playing with his scarf in agitation. He was normally put together, but right now his appearance was disheveled and his body was shaking with anxiety and lack of sleep. Everyone was stressed right now, but it was plain to see that Gundham was having a pretty terrible time. Even Peko, who was holding her own breath in anticipation, had told him to stop pacing before he wore a hole through the floor.
He finally forced himself to sit down in a chair he'd pulled up next to Sonia's pod, but he couldn't stop his knee from bouncing. He was probably making everyone around him even more nervous, but he just couldn't help it.
According to the Future Foundation, there was a lot of uncertainty surrounding the fates of their last few friends who remained unconscious. Those of them who had already awoken were doing okay, or as okay as you could be in a situation like this, but the longer you stayed in the program the more affected you would be by everything you had witnessed. Maybe they would opt to not even wake up at all. No.. they wouldn't do that. Right?
Gundham put his face in his hands, holding back yet another wave of nausea. He had been this way since waking up, with no end in sight. Only his favorite person coming out of this in one piece could cure him of this affliction.
"My Dark Queen.." He pleaded softly, voice unsteady. "Please.. You are strong. Stronger than even I, the Supreme Overlord of Ice.. I believe in you. Come back to me.." His deep voice broke. "Come back.."
Everyone here had some obvious trauma that needed to be worked through, but Gundham was too focused on the Princess in front of him to even think about himself right now. He gazed down at the young woman who currently looked uncannily like Sleeping Beauty. But not even true loves kiss could wake her from this cursed slumber. Only the strength of her and the others could get them out of this.
His eyes wandered to the pod beside Sonia's where the ultimate mechanic was sleeping. "You.." he growled to himself. "You'd better be taking good care of her in there.."
Almost as soon as he spoke these words, his breathing hitched in his throat. Suddenly there was a lot of beeping and lights flashing from the pods that were still active. Members of the Future Foundation who had been working with them were bustling into the room. Gundham swore he saw Sonia's eyelids fluttering as if she were waking up before he was pushed out of the way by people who knew what they were doing.
Somehow he knew, despite the sudden chaos, that this was good news. His prayers to every Dark God he could think of had been fruitful. Or maybe it was just his hope and his feelings for her. She couldn't just disappear before he'd had a chance to confess to her properly. Sure, it was obvious how he felt, but he owed her that much. He vowed to tell her as soon as they all made it through this and things had calmed down a bit, playing with his scarf some more as he watched everyone scramble to help his friends regain consciousness and stabilize.
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Could we learn more abour Seiber?
YESS ABSOLUTELY!!
tragically i’m at work rn and have much to be doing so i can’t go TOO too in depth rn, but i CAN give a quick summary of who he is and what his deal is and then link to some other posts i’ve made that go into more detail . he is my silly guy and i liek him :)
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- Seiber Starwalker is a NPC in the dnd campaign i’ve been a part of for the past few years now, Feywild’s Folly! He’s an aasimar priest of Mystara*, Goddess of knowledge, who resides in the port town of Horton, which has been kind of serving as the party’s ’home base’ for the past few story arcs. While the chief deity worshipped in Horton is Njord (a god of the sea is going to be pretty popular in a place where a large amount of the population are sailors or dock workers), the religious district is home to a lot of different altars and tertiary places of worship for a myriad of other “””lesser””” deities
( *very early on in the campaign, every single one of us somehow managed to confuse ‘Mystra’ as ‘Mystara’, and it’s been so long that we’ve just rolled with the change. the entire campaign is homebrew anyway so it’s probably like the most insignificant difference from ‘dnd canon’ LMAO but it can cause confusion so i thought id clarify
- to help give our lovely DM a break here and there and also to better involve us all in the worldbuilding and give us chances to shake things up since this has been a very long and convoluted campaign, each of us players get to come up an additional NPC that we can RP as during the course of the campaign in addition to our actual PCs. seiber is mine! :3
- one of the most significant things about him is that, as a part of his vows to mystara, he cannot willingly say or suggest anything that he knows to be false — basically, he can’t lie, and also if anyone asks him a question he knows the answer to he’s compelled to tell them. this is unfortunate for him because despite being a holy man, he’s also not exactly on the up-and-up legally speaking a lot of the time, but if he ever got caught he would be compelled to confess immediately. also because the party uses this to ask him embarrassing questions that he has no choice but to answer because they find it funny to torment him. which is fair. it’s pretty funny to put him in situations
- mystara has no actual problem with any of his antics. she actively encourages him in most situations. he’s her favorite and she’s motivated by curiosity, so on top of egging him on to get into bar fights and send letter bombs to people (long story), she will occasionally physically compel him to do some impulsive thing to satisfy her curiosity. like putting a raw egg in his mouth or touching a hot stove. he’s capable of resisting her if he sees it coming, but he’s often deep in thought and doesn’t notice what’s happening until it’s already been done. there’s no malice on her end — she simply doesn’t always remember that mundane beings have bodies that can sustain permanent harm. he often has to gently remind her that people die when they are killed.
- on the topic of mystara, she knows Literally Everything which in turn makes her quite forgetful. even a god can’t possibly store all the knowledge in the known universe at once, so she’s in a constant state of forgetting and relearning things. this is why her preferred method of ‘worship’ is for her followers to engage in rhings like researching the world around them or learning new hobbies, and why her favorite offerings are academic papers or textbooks or personal anecdotes — she subsists on knowledge and the act of learning itself is what sustains her
- if you squint you might notice he vaguely resembles a certain erm. video game astrophysicist from a bad team shooter whom i still hold dear to my heart. he was originally meant to be a one-off joke reference character but we all got attached to him very quickly and hes just a part of the campaign now despite being a dollar store sigma ovw. it’s fine im better at writing than blizz will ever be. i’m treating him right.
here’s a few more posts about his background / personality / relationship with mystara as well as some art of him and his gf rilith (who is a WHOLE OTHER CAN OF WORMS but as much as i adore her i can’t possibly type any more rn. there’s more about both of them in their respective tags though)
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fatherenoch · 9 months
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Before You Take Communion...
For my return at last, the audio I promised, and thank you again for now 564 followers! I'll start replying to RPs and asks soon, and getting back to my regular posts.
I haven't made a more formal recording like this before, so apologies for any audio problems or awkwardness.
Content: gender neutral and no mentions of listener body parts, light spanking, blowjob, confession and taking communion, dubcon, power dynamics implied, and of course, priest things.
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A couple of thoughts about c3e78; spoilers below, obviously:
First of all, I loved it so much! Story is always the thing that hooks me, which is why, even though I like fights in D&D, it's RP that lights me up. 4 hours of professional actors leaning heavily into the angst? Yes please! Sign me up. (As an aside, this is also part of the reason I love Candela so much.)
So many people have said it, but I missed Orym. It'll be fine, Liam will slay us all when he comes back and in the meanwhile it's free space for fan fiction writers to dream up conversations as much as they want. Still, I wish he'd been able to be there.
I've always wondered why I identified so hard with Ashton because on the surface we are nothing alike. But this episode? It made it all clear. The low self-esteem, the intense love and care for other people without the ability to express it in a way that anyone could understand, the awkwardness, the being misunderstood by the people you love most and not even fighting it because of course it's what you deserve, the burning all-encompassing desire for a family who loves you coupled with the knowledge that you may never get it, the suicidal ideation - it's not an exact mirror of a younger version of me, but it's close enough. And it's so cathartic to see it outside of yourself in a fictional space.
And that is part of why some of the fandom's reactions to Ashton are so painful. Look, I don't care if people don't like Ashton - they're a complicated character and people can like or dislike whoever they want. I don't have a problem with characters I like experiencing the consequences of their actions, because that makes for interesting storytelling. I don't have a problem with the reactions of the characters in-world to Ashton's choices. I don't think they're all healthy reactions, but I also don't think they were meant to be. What I do have an issue with is folks being so gleeful about another person's pain, particularly given Ashton's background and mental health issues. And yes, Ashton is a fictional character, but so many of us in the fandom also share those feeling and qualities, if not the same choices, in our real, actual lives. It feels like people punching down, rather than punching up, if that makes sense.
I rarely cry at anything Critical Role, the notable exception being EXU: Calamity which makes me bawl no matter how many times I watch it. But that scene with Laudna giving Ashton the doll completely blindsided me. It was so well done.
So many juicy narrative choices in this episode, I can't wait to see how they cause ripples (or tidal waves) through the rest of the campaign. Laudna's conversations with Delilah. Imogen confessing to FCG (but no one else) that she and Fearne had seen Delilah manifest. Chet comforting people and challenging them in a mix of endearing uncle and manipulating asshole energy. Fearne's anger, at herself as well as Ashton, and her praying at the Raven Queen's temple. Gwen breaking windows! Ashton and Percy's talk. Just so many good moments.
Getting to visit Nana Morri again feels like a present just for me. I love her weirdness and her funky house, it's all just the right kind of creepy to delight me. And the fact Allura is there with Bell's Hells is a bonus.
I'm also thrilled because I think Ashton taking the shard, it rejecting them, and the aftermath has defused one of the potential time bombs that Taliesin's been hinting at for months, mainly Ashton trying to take down the gods as a means of finding someone to blame. I am not particularly attached to any of the gods of Exandria, but that wasn't a plotline that interested me at all.
I'm sure I'll have more useful, detailed thoughts later, but for now I am just so pleased.
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Third Time’s the Charm: AN IMPORTANT UPDATE
For those just tuning in; this is an update to the situation detailed in hasarjunadoneanythingwrong (Who I will be shortening to Juna for this post)’s original post, and my own initial update post. This post includes additional evidence, and a direct confession.  This is being made into a new post for the sake of easy readability.
Below the cut will be the post at length; as this will be very long. As a reminder: DO NOT HARASS THE RESPONSIBLE PARTY
After our second update: we received more testimony from those previously in a discord server with gloriousrebirth (DK, henceforth) and previous targets of harassment.
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Now during this time; I was in conversation with DK as they wanted to know why we were labeling her with such allegations.
While I do have screenshots of this conversation; DK asked that I simply paraphrase the conversation. I agree; mainly because a lot of it is running around.
With the information from our testimonies; I questioned DK on them to receive her side of things.
What I got was a great deal of contradiction and accidentally admissions.
Dullahan: So when we are speaking on your side blogs, Mike the Fairy deletes their blogs after posting a confession to being a troll.
DK: Yes.
Dullahan: A confession that only you have claimed to see; and that was up for only a few hours at most before the blogs were deleted.
DK: …Yes.
This included when asking them about the previous incident when they claimed Suckitbinch couldn’t be the one behind the mike blogs;
Dullahan: So Suckitbinch admitted to being a troll privately to everyone they harassed, yes?
DK: Yes.
Dullahan: And how do you know they aren’t back?
DK: Because they told me they wouldn’t in DMs.
Dullahan: They didn’t tell any of the other people they had harassed for months at that point?
DK: Yes.
Dullahan: So they told you…who had only be harassed by them once.
DK: …Yes.
I’m sure those reading can understand why this was not very convincing.
Through the next hour or so; we continued this back and forth until;
Dullahan: Why are you continuing to run around this.
DK: Because if I admit it; I will lose any RP partners that I have here.
DK: I admit it; I was the one behind both of these.
Dullahan: Why did you do this?
DK: Because I was angry and frustrated at the lack of seriousness at topics being used for memes and jokes.
Dullahan: So you harassed people using those same things?
DK: Yes.
DK has said to me that they do understand the harm they’ve done. That they understand how they decided to go about it was awful.
They also understand that even by confessing this; it doesn’t grant them instant or any forgiveness.
I will once again emphasize; DO NOT HARASS DK OVER THIS
As for moving forward; I do not know if DK will deactivate her account at any point in the future. I want to personally believe they will keep their word and not do something like this again.
But this is the second strike. You may choose to block and move on; or not. The Mike Blogs are in fact deleted as mentioned earlier. They can no longer be accessed. The date on the blog’s deactivation string, which we were able to access through an ask that was posted by Juna, was on 2023, 06, 03. This was the day I was speaking to DK about her blogs and the initial discussion over if she was guilty or not.
If this occurs a third time; then by those who gave the testimonies; it will be expected. If it does not happen again; then it will be all the better.
But for now; this is the result of the investigation into the harassment anons.
In the past; gloriousrebirth sent multitudes of inappropriate anonymous asks to people in a discord server with herself, and was found out.
In the past year and a half to 2 years; as this new wave in 2021, these started up once again to far more blogs.
Within the last few days (as of 2023-06-05), Juna and I managed to uncover the person behind them all and gain a confession.
For now, that’s where this ends.
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Phantom of the Opera Book Quote RP Meme
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part one-book by Gaston Leroux- feel free to edit quotes or change pronouns for rp purposes- inspired by @composer-of-the-night @seraphicsoprano
“All I wanted was to be loved for myself."
you have no right to control them, and I will beg you to desist henceforth.” 
she was very beautiful and he was shy and he dared not confess his love, even to himself.” 
“My lies were as hideous as the monster that had inspired them” 
“No, no, you have driven me mad! When I think that I had only one object in life: to give my name to an opera wench!”
“A ghost who bleeds is less dangerous!” 
“Come for a walk, dear. The air will do you good."
“Everything that concerns you interests me greatly, as you will perhaps one day come to appreciate.” 
“How can you talk like that? When I sing only for you!” 
“An author really ought to have nothing but flowers in the room where he works.” 
“He had a heart that could have held the empire of the world; and, in the end, he had to content himself with a cellar.” 
“I am dying of love. That is how it is...I loved her so! And I love her still....and am dying of love for her. - I kissed her alive...and she looked as beautiful as if she had been dead.” 
“There is also something of the arrogant vain youth in him; [...] he loves nothing more than to reveal the truly prodigious ingenuity of his mind.”
“You clearly love him! Your fears, your terror, all of that is still born of love, and love of that most exquisite kind, the kind that one does not admit even to oneself. The kind that gives you a thrill when you think of it.” 
“There is a terrible mystery around us...a mystery much more to be feared than any number of ghosts or genii!” 
“Yes—it must be the ghost!”
“As long as you thought me handsome, you could have come back, I know you would have come back.” 
“I'm sick and tired of having a forest and a torture chamber in my house... I want to have a nice quiet flat with ordinary doors and windows and a wife inside it, like anybody else!” 
“He asked only to be ‘someone,’ like everybody else.” 
“His manner, his words - everything about him told me to trust him.” 
“He asked only to be ‘someone,’ like everybody else.” 
“one after the other, there came a series of incidents so curious and so inexplicable that the very shrewdest people began to feel uneasy.
You must work at it as seldom as you can,’
"The man must be either a villain, or the girl a fool: is that it?” 
“Our lives are one masked ball.” 
I saved your life! Remember? You were sentenced to death! But for me you would be dead by now. ” 
“Tonight she's still wearing the gold ring, and you're not the one who gave it to her. Tonight she gave her soul again, but not to you.” 
"she is lost. But I shall save her."
“May one ask at least to what darkness you are returning?… For what hell are you leaving, mysterious lady…or for what paradise?” 
“Music has the power to make one forget everything save those sounds that touch your heart.” 
“There are times where excessive innocence seems so monstrous that it becomes hateful.” 
“I am the little boy who went into the sea to rescue your scarf” 
“It’s the ghost!” 
I don't lock myself up in my dressing-room with men's voices.” 
“There is some music that is so terrible that it consumes all those who approach it.” 
“Until then, in the depth of those eyes, all I had seen was the promise of death; it was the first time I saw the promise of life” 
“If I don't save her from the hands of that humbug,"
“If I am the phantom, it is because man's hatred has made me so. If I am to be saved it is because your love redeems me.” 
He is not truly dead. He lives on within the souls of those who choose to listen to the music of the night.” 
“Why, you love him! Your fear, your terror, all of that is just love and love of the most exquisite kind, the kind which people do not admit even to themselves.” 
the wall is a looking-glass!” 
“No, he is not a ghost; he is a man of Heaven and earth, that is all.”
“He loved her so much that it almost took his breath away.” 
The grasshopper, be careful of the grass hopper! A grasshopper does not only turn: it hops! It hops! And it hops jolly high!
“Everyone dies. I just choose the time and place for some of them!” 
“I am not really wicked. Love me, and you will see!”
“when a man adopts such romantic methods to entice a young girl's affections. .." 
“You must know that I am made of death, from head to foot, and it is a corpse who loves you and adores you and will never, never leave you!”
“They played at hearts as other children might play at ball; only, as it was really their two hearts that they flung to and fro, they had to be very, very handy to catch them, each time, without hurting them.” 
“Tonight I gave you my soul, and I am dead."
“I give you five minutes to spare your blushes.”
“But do you love me? If hewere good-looking, would you love me?” 
“She's singing to-night to bring the chandelier down!” 
we will go from here together or die together. “
Your soul is a beautiful thing, child. No emperor received so fair a gift. The angels wept to-night.” 
“Destiny has chained you to me forever!” 
“He laid at my feet his immense, tragic love.” 
Why, you love him! Your fear, your terror, all of that is just love and love of the most exquisite kind, the kind which people do not admit even to themselves. The kind that gives you a thrill, when you think of it.... Picture it: a man who lives in a palace underground!"
“Holy angel, in Heaven blessed, My spirit longs with thee to rest” 
He had loved an angel and now he despised a woman.” 
That night, we did not exchange another word. He sang me to sleep.” 
“Blood!...Blood!... That's a good thing! A ghost who bleeds is less dangerous!” 
“He looked up in despair at the starry sky, he struck his burning chest with his fist; he loved and he was not loved!” 
"He would commit murder for me.” 
“why do you condemn a man whom you have never met, whom no one knows and about whom even you yourself know nothing?” 
Yes, alive... I kissed her alive.... And she looked as beautiful as if she had been dead!” 
“You will be the happiest of women. And we will sing, all by ourselves, till we swoon away with delight. “
You want to see? See! Feast your eyes, glut your soul on my cursed ugliness! “
I kissed her alive...and she looked as beautiful as if she had been dead. “
“None will ever be a true Parisian who has not learned to wear a mask of gaiety over his sorrows and one of sadness, boredom, or indifference over his inward joy.” 
We cried together! I have tasted all the happiness the world can offer.” 
“Know that it is a corpse who loves you and adores you and will never, never leave you!”
“When a woman has seen me, as you have, she belongs to me. She loves me forever.” 
“We recognize the touch of the Opera ghost.” 
“Oh, my betrothed of a day, if I did not love you, I would not give you my lips! Take them, for the first time and the last.” 
Surely we must pity the Opera ghost!” 
What had become of that wonderful, mysterious artist of whom the world was never, never to hear again?...” 
Shall we pity him? Shall we curse him?”
“Nobody could see the ghost in his box, but everybody could hear him.”
“He had a heart that could have held the entire empire of the world; and, in the end, he had to content himself with a cellar.” 
“Are people so unhappy when they love?"
“Love me and you'll see! To be good, all I ever needed was to be loved. If you loved me, I'd be gentle as a lamb and you could do whatever you pleased with me.” 
“I moved closer to him, attracted, fascinated: in the midst of such passion, death itself became appealing...” 
Sometimes, the Angel comes much later, because the children are naughty and won't learn their lessons or practice their scales. And sometimes, he does not come at all, because the children have a wicked heart or a bad conscience.”
“You are crying! You are afraid of me! And yet I am not really wicked. Love me and you shall see! All I wanted was to be loved for myself.” 
“Little Lotte thought of everything and nothing. Her hair was as golden as the sun's rays, and her soul as clear and blue as her eyes. She wheedled her mother, was kind to her doll, took great care of her frock and her red shoes and her fiddle, but loved most of all, when she went to sleep, to hear the Angel of Music.” 
“And, despite the care which she took to look behind her at every moment, she failed to see a shadow which followed her like her own shadow, which stopped when she stopped, which started again when she did and which made no more noise than a well-conducted shadow should.” 
“Why do you condemn a man who you have never seen, whom no one knows about and whom you yourself know nothing?” 
“But you would have lots of fun with me. For instance, I am the the greatest ventriloquist that ever lived, I am the first ventriloquist in the world!” 
"forget THE MAN'S VOICE and do not even remember its name... You must never try to fathom the mystery of THE MAN'S VOICE.” 
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ive been on a light novel kick recently
lemme summarize some thoughts on them:
7th Time Loop: The Villainess Enjoys a Carefree Life Married to Her Worst Enemy! 1-4: i thought it would be a standard "hypercompetent female lead in medieval europe" story and it was for the most part, in terms of convenient contrivances to make whatever whimsical actions that Rishe takes, but i appreciated the set dressing, at least. Rishe is funny and the repeated time loops makes for an entertaining premise.
The 100th Time's The Charm: She Was Executed 99 Times, So How Did She Unlock "Super Love" Mode?!: god this sucked. this honestly felt like reading a novel published by an 8 year old. so fuckin juvenile
A Lily Blooms in Another World: sometimes all you need is some simply girls who love each other.
The Apothecary Witch Turned Divorce Agent: interesting world with just enough worldbuilding, i liked that it didn't get explicitly romantic at the end, and I really enjoyed Carla's brazen attitude. Either she fit really well into the world around her, or the world was written to support her character, but either way, she felt like a complete product of her world and upbringing in a way that was really refreshing.
Did I Seriously Just Get Reincarnated as my Gag Character?! 1-2: there sure was a whole lot of talk about how much her character absolutely sucked despite being the most powerful being to the point of absurdity. i know the point is the contrast between game mechanics and expectation vs how she would be as a function of the world, but man that point was harped on a lot. as a protagonist, gotta say, trans as hell, that won a lot of points with me. "oh i'm suddenly my off-main RP character now? guess i'm a girl now, full-on. hell yeah" now that's the true trans rep we need
The Drab Princess, the Black Cat, and the Satisfying Break-up 1-2: it was alright, i feel like i would've been more invested if everyone wasn't secretly in love with her though i suppose it is an interesting subversion of the usual "plain boring princess" trope that everyone is actually super on-board for her to become queen. she's a deeply tragic heroine, honestly, and i don't think that's the intention at all.
Saint? No! I'm Just a Passing Beast Tamer 1: if this was a oneshot i'd be chill with it but the fact that it carries on somehow makes me feel so tired.
Villainess Level 99: I May Be the Hidden Boss But I'm Not the Demon Lord: i read the manga first and this was just more of the same. it's cute, i like Yumiella as a protagonist for the same reasons i like Carla from Apothecary Witch. i wish we had a bit more on Alicia's whole deal because she could've been interesting at the end there but instead she just made the whole thing boring as fuck. probably my favorite moments in the novel were Yumiella grinding the boss for drops and the Patrick confession scene for two different reasons
The Alchemist Who Survived Now Dreams of a Quiet City Life 1-3: i had access to 6 volumes but i had to stop in the middle of the 3rd one. i was displeased but willing to continue in the first novel when one of Mariela's first actions as a protagonist is to engage with the slavery thing, but willing to put that aside, but then we had several monologues about how much slavery sucks alongside diatribes about how it's Jay's/Sieg's/etc's own fault that they got sold into debt slavery. the chapters in the 2nd and 3rd novels where Jay is there being absolutely fucking miserable and you're expected to nod whenever the book says "Jay didn’t reflect on his own part in this at all, spewing resentment instead." made me fucking incensed. my breaking point was in novel 3 where a minor protagonist just straight fucking rips one of his teeth out after strangling him and replaces it with a Pain Tooth of Make Your Slaves Obey More, and it's immediately followed with that above line. just. jesus fucking christ.
The Weakest Tamer Began a Journey to Pick Up Trash 1-4: hey speaking of slavery, in this one they spent 2 novels telling the main character she should buy a slave, and then she gets there and is like "man this is kinda fucked actually" and doesn't, so good for her, but i read it immediately after Alchemist Who Survived so i was a little pissed at the fact that slavery was also a thing here because please that's not a system that is necessary to your world stop fucking doing it
ROLL OVER AND DIE: I Will Fight for an Ordinary Life with My Love and Cursed Sword 1-4: anyway not to continue talking about slavery but if you're gonna have it, do it like this one did, and make your main protagonist claw her bloody way out of slavery with incredible brutality and swear that she'll kill more slave traders if they lay a hand on her girlfriend. that part was great. shame it gets mega fucking transphobic at the end though, that whole bit about Mother being explicitly textually transgender and then not using the correct pronouns for her, the genitals = sex = gender segments, the gross parts where they discuss how Mother "isn't even a woman, yeah that tripped me up too, how gross is this dude". fuck that. the fight scenes and fucked up body horror parts are great though. and it's got a manga by minakata sunao, which is a shame given [gestures at novel 4]
She Professed Herself Pupil of the Wise Man 1-8: honestly i enjoyed it more than i was expecting. mira's cute, this is another one of those trans-as-hell novels where the protag is like "i guess im a girl now! this is great!" but i do find it incredibly unsettling how everyone is commenting on her looks and whatever if she's supposed to be, essentially, a 12 year old girl. deeply gross anime bullshit aside, it's fun. i thought i had more thoughts on this one so i was saving it for later in this list but honestly thats all i got. gross sexualization/infantilization of a young girl, but otherwise just a fun little fantasy jaunt
A Tale of the Secret Saint 1-4: fia's an idiot, i want more of her taking control in battle situations and less waffling about Great Saint abilities and fake-deep "political" """intrigue""". if you say any of these stupid-ass old men are her love interests i will throw a knife at you, and if the book goes in that direction even slightly i will Murder. canopus's devotion in the last novel was borderline for me dropping it. the manic obsession/devotion to fia is supposed to be humorous, i think, but it just comes off as deeply unsettling when the novel reminds you, as it often does, that fia ruud is a 15 year old (reincarnation of an incredibly sheltered woman who died at 18, so honestly even her mental age doesn't add much here). i know this is one of those chill life fantasy novels but i honestly want fia to serve actual consequences for the insane shit she does, not just passing-by mentions of having to do more laps or take training more seriously or being teased by her superiors or whatever. it's fun enough to keep reading though, i guess.
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dhampiravidi · 23 days
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song-based RP prompts
Bite My Tongue: Person A & Person B were a semi-famous couple, where A was the “regular person” & B the famous musician. Initially, A was loving & supportive, but once B made it big, they withdrew emotionally, only there to enjoy the fame & money of their partner. In fact, the next time A & B fight, A agrees to an interview where they disclose lots of B’s dirty secrets. B doesn’t respond as their social media receives as much hate as it does apologies. Then they release a song that pretty clearly drags A’s name through the mud.
No More Friends: Person A keeps getting texts from their ex (Person B), who is trying to make small talk each time. A ignores them until B posts a picture of the two of them together for Throwback Thursday. This kinda fucks with A’s next first date, for obvious reasons. So A confronts B (either in-person or via public comments). Humiliated, B tries to go on dates & do take pictures with hot people to seem like they’re moving on. A does the same, but are they just playing pretend, or-?
Happier: Person A has left Person B at the altar (or the airport/car just before their honeymoon). B desperately races to find them, but were they ever really happy with A? Or are they just afraid of learning what it feels like to be happy by themselves?
Wish I Could Forget: Person A & Person B were in an abusive relationship where A constantly gaslit B. A would do petty & cruel things, then somehow play the victim when B confronted them. But when A cheats on B, B pulls a “Waiting to Exhale” & burns a bunch of their former partner’s stuff, ending their relationship for good.
Kool-Aid & AmEN: Person A is a rock star who is often condemned by religious leaders for their controversial lyrics & beliefs. These leaders all happen to be exposed for various crimes within a few months, as A becomes more famous. B is a fan of A, so when the world’s infrastructure begins to crumble due to (insert catastrophe), they’re amazed to find themselves in the safety of a group led by A. A is just as charismatic as B thought they’d be—the whole group adores them. Better yet, A & B seem to have a budding romance, even as they face disease, warring factions & unthinkable horrors. But this romance is tested when B discovers that A is part of a group that engineered the apocalypse in the first place—& A isn’t exactly human.
maybe: Person A finds Person B in their previously-shared living space, having an alcoholic drink. B has already moved their stuff out; they did so when A was gone & A’s new significant other was home. Now B is drunkenly confessing their feelings to A, who secretly wishes the two of them were still trying to make things work.
CODE MISTAKE: Person A grew up knowing Person B—they weren’t close, but they liked each other enough. Now A is on the news, supposedly on a rampage (maybe they’re just running from the authorities for Reasons). B goes after them, but A keeps running away, refusing their help. They believe they cannot ever deserve a love like B’s (whether platonic or romantic).
Bad Habits: Person A is Person B’s dark side. This might mean that A is a bad influence or that they’re actually some being that shares a body with B. Either way, A finds it harder & harder to resist B each time their dark side takes control, leading them to make more dangerous & hedonistic decisions.
Werewolf: Person A is a werewolf whose best friend is Person B, a vampire. Every Friday (barring any full moons), they meet up for drinks, mostly to vent about their supernatural problems. Then they make a bet: with the help of a witch, they’ll switch bodies for a month to see whose life is harder. Whoever asks to switch back first has to do the other a favor (& pay for that Friday’s drinks, obviously).
All Around Me: Person A & Person B are in a romantic relationship—only, B is dead, extant in the form of a ghost that is invisible yet tangible to A. This relationship might be a little toxic (or at least not the healthiest), as A only feels “alive” when they’re with B. It’s up to you if A can hear B’s voice.
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So, how many official/unofficial ships does Ruki have on your blog? Just curious if you keep track of it...
I hope you don't take it as rude but I apologize in advance if it seems so.
🧩 Oh boy, there are many ships, both official and unofficial—Ruki’s more of a “you’re my lover now” kind of person rather than confessing normally 💀—but I’ll try to list them in no particular order without leaving anyone out. I apologize if I left anyone out as there are many relationships on this blog. (Edit: WOW there are far more than I expected, haha.)
Apologies for all the tags beforehand.
1. First off, we have Rukina (Ruki x Irina Avenel, @iricathel). These two have been interacting since pretty much the very beginning of my blog, honestly. And for those of you who saw their most recent thread, they’re actually going to get married!! I’m so happy for them!! She is the heir apparent of the Owl clan, a race Lina created and honestly outside of the ship her world is so vast and full of creativity, I highly recommend you check her out. At first glance, Irina looks like a queen who might be difficult to approach due to her occupation, sophisticated aura, and somewhat dominant personality, but Rukina has such a special place in my heart because after getting to know her, she’s actually such a relatable character. She’s dorky, kind in her own way, and very sweet when she wants to be. I adore this ship very much and they’re definitely official.
2. Then we have Rukas (Ruki x Lukas von Alischer, @princesscrownprince). If you love slow burn and gay awakenings, this is the ship for you. Heir apparent of the Vibora clan, Lukas approached Ruki one day on a whim insisting that they be friends since he looked lonely as always, but very quickly the Vampire found himself intrigued with learning more about the Crown Prince and his culture as a viper. This ship never fails to excite me if I’m being candid with you—most likely because it’s the most natural developing one on my blog yet. Probably because Estelle originally intended for Lukas to have a different love interest, but now we’ve both realized Ruki and Lukas just complement each other so well. I could talk for hours about these two because if you see our threads, they’re detailed and full of plot twists at every turn.
One of my proudest moments on this blog is when I made Ruki propose a twisted agreement just to get the Vibora off his back: if Lukas could complete a blank jigsaw puzzle all on his own, then Ruki would agree to be his friend. If not, then he wanted Lukas to give up on their friendship. Lukas, despite not even knowing what a puzzle was, used his Vibora seismic sense to place all the pieces together. But no, that’s not the end of it. This sneaky Ruki hid the last piece in his pocket for good measure. And guess what? Lukas still found it anyway!! He just snaked his hand in Ruki’s pocket without permission and completed the puzzle!! I’ll still never get over that, hahahahaha!! Goodness, their threads make me smile so much. It’s unofficial and moving at a slow burn pace but we’re gonna ignore the fact I’ve written like 40k words of Rukas smut with the admin LMAOOOOOO.
3. Next, we have Rukilett (Ruki x Scarlett Wakahisa @kindan-no-kanojo). Let me tell you that if Rukas is slow burn, then Rukilett just… They just burn, period. It’s tagged TW: Rukilett for a reason. Based on deception and torture, these two have honestly rarely had their sweet moments. Oftentimes Ruki finds one reason or another to punish Scarlett, who is a Ghoul, for things that are hardly her fault. It’s his sadistic nature, I guess, but I also mostly blame my lack of proper RP experience as Scarlett has been around since September 2021 (the month I began my blog). Nevertheless, I still root for this ship, though it’s clear she will only accept Ruki in her life once she exacts her revenge on him for everything he has put her through.
4. There’s also a budding ship as of late, Rukaria (Ruki x Caria Baris @cursed—requiem). Lin is a great friend of mine and there have been ships on this blog before Caria (Nokia – Ruki x Nova Blair), but she has decided to pursue Caria’s story since it’s one she has had in her head for a long time now and feels much better writing about this world compared to the previous, and I’m here to support that. However, Caria is the opposite from the sweet and somewhat timid Nova. Much like Ruki, she is a bit of a stoic academic who keeps to herself and is often critical of others. However, I believe it’s because they’re so similar in personality that Ruki and Caria will eventually find love with one another and develop into an official couple someday.
5. We don’t interact too often since my friend is still learning how to RP, but Ruki x Angelica (@dialovers-angelica) is also a budding ship. Angelica is hardworking, nice, and a bit too trusting as fate finds her with the same Vampire who took advantage of her kindness and bit her at school at least twice by now. Much love to the admin though, we mostly goof around in our own personal chats but I hope to write more with her one day. She’s an amazing friend.
6. Another budding relationship on this blog is Viruki (Ruki x Virek Sutcliffe, @crimson-mayhem). Much like Rukaria, these two characters share a lot in common, from their introverted personalities to their mutual interests in reading and soon enough puzzles once I get Ruki to show him the wonders of jigsaws AHAHAHA. Virek is a human with an awful past as an ex-experiment subject who doesn’t speak much at all and when he does, he will most likely retort with a topic unrelated to the original one, which often drives Ruki mad. It’s his personal goal to get him to speak more often since he recognizes fellow intellectuals when he sees one and finds comfort in his chill aura, as opposed to those with a more boisterous and outgoing personality like his brothers, so to him Virek is a nice change of pace in this AU.
7. Not exactly romantic just yet, but Ruki x Nunnally Sakamaki (@lured-into-wonderland) is starting to head towards that direction. This is one of those relationships where Ruki was brutal from the get-go. After taking offense to Nunnally’s request for culinary help, he bit her on the wrist at school. However, since she is technically a Sakamaki, Karlheinz apparently ordered her to stay at the Mukami manor for a certain time period despite her initial dislike towards the Vampire. Over time, as they spent their fair share of cute and merciless moments together, it seems she is starting to develop a bit of a crush on him. And vice versa as well. Recently Ruki asked that she stays with him in the manor even after the allotted time is up, and Nunnally has secretly wondered what it would be like to finally kiss him, which I can’t wait to write soon hopefully.
8. Speaking of ships that didn’t exactly get along on the right foot, we have Rustic (Ruki x Mystic Tsukinami, @mino-diabolik). Although Ruki feigned a bit of kindness at first, despite the latter accidentally breaking a window of his manor from fending off a beast, he took an opportunity in the greenhouse to convince Mystic into rinsing off himself only to steal a few bites against his volition. He’s a bounty hunter and a half-Founder, but even so, Ruki really said “this man is fine, I wonder what his blood tastes like” and took  a chomp out of him, AHAHAHA. However, their threads after the first encounter so far have either taken an equally, if not more violent turn, or a surprisingly wholesome turn (see the McDonald’s thread that I still need to reply to). These two have a perfect balance of sadistic moments and more light-hearted moments which I absolutely adore. They act very intimately but probably in Ruki’s head, he considers Mystic something like a boyfriend despite never confessing, ngl. You didn’t hear that from me though.
9. Then we have a dear bestie of mine, @ana-darkcloud. Now, there are many ships here to list as they have a TON of amazing S/O OC’s. There’s the Witch S/O, Dream-eating Demon S/O, Vocaloid S/O, Magical Girl S/O, and a few I still need to reply to. And let’s not forget Ellen Wright (the painter), Azazel (the fallen angel), and Ellis Ravenswood who I still need to develop the plot further to take to any kind of “relationship” as they have just met. So far the most developed ships of these are Ellen, Azazel, Magical Girl, Witch, and Vocaloid, but I adore all of them very much regardless of how much I’ve written for one or the other. There was a recent plot twist with Ellen recently and I can’t wait to explore the yandere aspect of it soon. From here on I’m honestly just excited to see what other remarkable ideas my bestie has in store.
10. There’s also a more recent relationship in Rurena (Ruki x Serena Leblanc, @serenaleblanc). She is a human who is like the queen bee at Ryotei Academy but also has a side fashion business. The interesting dynamic I find with their relationship is that, despite her outward personality, she has a bubbly and sweet side which is fun for Ruki to interact with for sure. It’s also a bit sad because she has an eating disorder but since Ruki is like a master chef, I can see he might tend to her needs very well and perhaps even help her move on from the disorder altogether. They’ve had their share of sadistic and sweet moments and they’re an official couple.
11. Another recent development is Ruki x Josephine Ako, @thatonefrenchwitch. While neither of them have straight up said “I love you” much like a lot of the ships on this blog, they seem to lean more towards official than unofficial. So far it’s been fluffy interactions all around but soon I can sense that angst is right around the corner, ahaha. I love writing a good balance of both, though!! She is a very sweet witch and I think the concept of Vampire x Witch is very interesting.
12. A bit unofficial, but we also have Ruron (Ruki x Kuron @mukami-kuron-mrsadisticcat). Kuron’s locked relationship is with Kou, but I’m more than willing to explore the possibilities of Ruki x Kuron as well, ahaha. They make for a savage couple, honestly. Both possess a silver tongue and can joke around without the other taking too much offense (well, until it gets serious, that is—then all the sadism comes out and hell breaks loose 💀) but overall they’re great together from what I’ve written with Kuron so far.
13. Ruki x Estella (@yourlocaltea) is another dynamic I’m so excited to explore, and while they’re not an official couple by any means, I adore these two together. Sorry, but I’m biased: the master x maid relationship hits too close to home, HAHAHA. No but seriously, she’s very sweet, kind, cute, and honestly probably too good for him LMAO. He has treated her very, very poorly so far, biting her from the first meeting as well as a few other interactions that turned violent, but lately there was a cute snuggle scene and hair dye shenanigans that unfolded which I really adore. Ruki x Kira is also on the table too.
14. Another interesting pairing is Ruki x Shoma Komori (@komori--shoma). They’re more on the chaotic side, especially with her crazy relatives, but aside from the mockery and exchanged insults, they have their cute moments too. I’m excited to write more and explore their dynamic further!!
15. A platonic ship on this blog is Ruki x Cyra Abbas (@mariicake, @cyra-abbas) and I love these two, honestly. She shares many interests with Ruki and they even have a shared favorite author which immediately impressed the Vampire. They don’t fully trust each other yet per se, but I think they’re sweet.
16. Ruki x Maria (@veiledsagacity) is more of an AU type of ship but right now they’re mostly friends. Maria is also a Vampire but she hates her own kind, refusing to suck blood from humans she deems as innocent, which is the exact opposite of Ruki. Even so, they share similar interests in literature as well.
17. Ruki x Metsu (@metsu-san), another chaotic pair who haven’t had many romantic moments at all but lately he’s starting to slowly warm up to the shapeshifter.
18. Ruki x Yuuko Sakamaki (@dialoveryuukos), a daughter of Karlheinz who was forced to be with him in an arranged marriage but eventually the two end up falling in love.
19. Ruki x Ayame Sakamaki (@sakamakiayame), a daughter of Karlheinz and Beatrix who has taken a liking to the Vampire for his charming personality, and Ruki who adores Ayame for her surprising compliance with his voracious bloodsucking.
20. Ruki x Yuu and Ruki x Fiona (@misslittlefounder), two OCs who have both had some interesting interactions with Ruki that more often than not turn out to be sadistic.
21. Last but not least we have Rukijas, the worst self-indulgent ship on the face of Tumblr, Ruki x Admin.
Other than romantic ships, I’d love to mention the friendships and other relationships as well. Ruki and Saeclus (@the-timeless-founder) have the potential to be genuine friends without much of a transactional nature to it which is mind-blowing to me, then we have the sweet and adorable Kauze (@kauzebridgerton) who is like a son to Ruki, and Sunny Ogawa (@sunny-flower-spot) who lives with the Mukamis and has had her fair share of both cute and funny moments with the eldest.
There’s also Megan Star (@mchallwrites), a human turned immortal of Hell through what started as a crack vore thread, Rei Sakamaki (@reisakamaki), a female version of Reiji who challenges Ruki at games like chess for the fun of it and is out to ruin her father’s plan, and one of his teachers, Hana Gormley (@hanagormley).
Aaaand, I think (?) that’s all of them as of right now… but I’m proud of each and every one of these developments. Thank you all so much for introducing your amazing OCs to me, everyone. Each thread brings me much joy and I can only hope to improve my writing and portrayal from here forward! Much love to you all!! 💖✨💖✨ 🧩
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A/N: So my computer has died like I mentioned, but I do have a random fic I made based off of one of the RP games my friends and I did where I was a Mastermind Makoto. So to keep you tied over until my PC is fixed, I present to you:
The Loss of Hope
“That’s correct! The Mastermind behind this killing game you’ve once again been forced into is none other than the Ultimate Hope, Makoto Naegi!” The black and white bear infamously known as Monokuma stated, laughing maniacally as he did. 
The aforementioned lucky student stared straight down at the ground, gripping the podium in front of him as tears fell from his eyes. Even when he tightly shut them, they still escaped.
“Though you already knew all that, considering that explosive confession earlier!” The bear continued, still smirking menacingly. “Though what I don’t understand is why he thought putting himself back in a situation where he had been relied on so many times, when that is what he was trying to avoid, was such a good idea! Seems kinda counterintuitive to me!”
“Shut…just shut up, Monokuma…” Makoto muttered, lightly lifting his head to glare at the animatronic. 
“Makoto…” Aoi Asahina, a good friend of Makoto’s and the only survivor from his game he had brought here, called his name sadly, gently reaching out to him. Tears formed in her eyes, despite the look of betrayal on her face. “I…I’m so…pissed at what you’ve done! But…” She shakes her head, the hand reaching out to Makoto falling slowly to her side shakily. “...but I still don’t want you to die! I didn’t want this!”
“Hina…” Makoto looked over to her, a sad smile on his face. “It’s alright. I deserve this.” He looked solemnly at a certain podium, the one that once belonged to the Ultimate Detective Shuichi Saihara, and the only one that actually understood how it felt to be relied on, and the stress it brings.
The one Makoto cared about the most, even more so than Hina. 
Instead of the detective himself standing behind the stand, however, there was only his portrait with an X through it…to signify the boy was no longer amongst the living.
Makoto grimaced in pain and looked away, a pang of guilt stabbing him in the heart. He looked towards Shuichi’s closest friend and fellow survivor, Maki Harukawa. “I…I’m so sorry, Maki. I’m so incredibly sorry!” The former Ultimate Hope cried out, the tears falling from his face at an even faster pace now. “You have no reason to forgive me, in fact I don’t expect or really want you to. What I’ve caused is unforgivable, and I regret everything I’ve done.” He lowered his head, moving his arms to hold his sides. “But…I deserve this outcome.”
Maki raised her bowed head to glower at Makoto. If looks could kill the rapidly approaching execution would be unneeded. “...Shuichi would still be alive if you didn’t make this stupid game.” She spat, the venom in her voice potent enough to kill everyone in the room. 
“I know that!” Makoto exclaimed, the regret he was feeling boiling up to a breaking point. “I…I know that…” He repeated, his voice softening and shaking slightly. “Shuichi…Shuichi didn’t deserve to die. He tried to take the burden of responsibility off my shoulders. He’s the reason I began regretting what I did.” The mastermind sadly looked around at the remaining survivors; Mahiru Kozumi and Sonia Nevermind, whom Makoto had personally helped rescue from a previous killing game in the Neo World Program. That fact caused the betrayal to sting even more, which was why both Sonia and Mahiru refused to give Makoto any mercy. 
He completely deserved this fate.
“Yeah, yeah, yeah, remorse and guilt and hope and all that, yawn!” Monokuma cut in, hopping off his throne and waddling over to Makoto’s podium, grinning evilly up at him. “Whatever whatever! You can say sorry all ya want, but you set this all up, and now you gotta fall down!” As he finished his taunt, a collar shot out from the wall and wrapped around Makoto’s neck.
The fallen Ultimate Hope reached up and clutched at the metal contraption, a drop of sweat falling from his forehead as his heart pounded out of his chest in anticipation of the excruciating death that awaited him. 
“Makoto!” Hina cried out his name and ran toward him, only being stopped by Maki grabbing onto her wrist. “Makoto, no! Monokuma please, don’t kill him! Kill me instead!”
“Hina, no!” Makoto turned to look at her, straining slightly as the collar’s chain restricted his movement. “Hina, please, don’t do that. Sakura wouldn’t want you to do this.” He smiled sadly at her. “Just…protect the others, alright? Keep them safe.” 
“Makoto…” The swimmer sniffled, wiping at her eyes before nodding. “I will. I promise, Makoto.” 
The once hopeful boy closed his eyes, tilting his head as his smile widened ever so slightly. “Thank you…And tell the others-” Makoto began to be pulled away, gasping out as he was sent forcefully backwards by the chain connected to the collar. “-I’m sorry!” He quickly finished before he was dragged completely into the execution room.
Aoi trudged along through the halls of the Future Foundation Headquarters, wiping at her face as the images of Makoto’s last moments continued to plague her mind. Maki walked beside her, occasionally giving the downtrodden girl a concerned glance.
Maki obviously despised Makoto for what he had done. He had betrayed the Future Foundation, betrayed his friends, betrayed Hope. Although she could understand his reasonings of being crushed under the pressure, she could never forgive him for taking away one of the only two people Maki had left. 
However she knew Hina still cared about him; she had made that evident during the last trial. The two were close, as close as Maki had been to Shuichi. Because of that bond, Maki and the other two survivors of Makoto’s masterminded game had come to an agreement to not speak badly of the mastermind around his friend, and to keep a close eye on the Ultimate Swimming Pro.
Currently the four survivors were making their way to a meeting room to meet with the rest of Hina and Makoto’s surviving classmates to…explain what had happened. It had been about a day since they had been rescued, and they had finally been asked for an explanation. 
It didn’t take long for them to reach the correct room, and Hina reached a shaky hand to turn the doorknob and push open the door. As she and the others walked in, the others in the room quickly looked up. 
“Hina!” A familiar voice was heard before Aoi was suddenly embraced in a tight hug. The girl let out a squeal of surprise and looked up to see the relieved face of Yasuhiro Hagakure. “Oh thank Buddha, you’re alright! We were so worried!”
The tired girl gave a somber smile and hugged the older boy back. “Hey…Hiro…” She muttered, her voice nearly giving out.
The clairvoyant looked down at his friend and frowned, feeling a pang of sadness in his heart as he released the hug, leaving his hands on her shoulders and giving them a comforting squeeze. “I’m…so sorry, dude.” He said softly. “I don’t know how hard it musta been to go through another…another one. Let alone one that was made by-”
“Hiro, that’s enough.” A strict voice cut through the conversation, causing Hiro to quiet down. Aoi slowly looked over and saw Kyoko Kirigiri walking over to them. “I know you mean well, but Hina has been through a lot. We should give her a moment and let her sit down.” Hiro gave an apologetic smile and backed away from Hina towards the table that seated the rest of their friends. Kyoko looked to her friend and simply bowed her head before gesturing to the table and walking over to a seat herself.
Hina sighed and took a seat, as did her three companions. She looked across the table towards her friends, and the four of them all had the same expression on; sympathy. Even the always stoic and stern Byakuya Togami had a softer expression on his features. It made sense why. Every single one of them were aware of who had been the cause of the disappearances from the foundation. They knew who had fallen so deep in Despair that Hope was completely destroyed. They knew who had killed several more after trying so hard to help.
Their forever hopeful Makoto Naegi.
A thick silence covered the room, until finally Byakuya broke it. “Did you learn his reasonings?” He asked, his voice gentler than normal. “Did he explain why he…betrayed us?”
Hina nodded, holding her sides tightly. “Y…yeah. He did…” She whispered, looking to the other three that escaped with her. “He…he told us that…he was…tired. Tired of being Hope. Tired of helping everyone, of being relied on.” The four across from her reacted in shock as she continued. “Makoto…he was asked to help save everyone. He saved us. He saved them.” She gestured to Sonia and Mahiru. “He saved the world! He was asked over and over to help everyone, but he never had anyone who he could rely on.” Aoi looked down, tears quietly falling onto the table. “The stress of having to save literally everyone had gotten to him. It…it broke him. His Hope, the hope we thought was unbreakable…shattered.” She shut her eyes and shook slightly. “I wanted to help him. I wanted to bring him back! But…” She opened her eyes and slowly looked over to Maki, Sonia and Mahiru. “...they…they thought…”
“We were unable to get past our anger at his betrayal, and the rest of us voted for his death.” Maki finished for her, looking at the distressed swimmer girl. “Mahiru and Sonia were upset at the fact that the one who had saved them from Despair and a virtual killing game would do something like this, and I…” She took a deep breath. “I couldn’t look past that his game killed one of the two people that I survived with.”
The four Future Foundation members were silent, taking in the information they just received. After a few more moments in the quiet, Toko Fukawa spoke up. “W-w-why didn’t he ever t-tell any of us this i-if he was so overwhelmed?” The young author stuttered out.
“He didn’t think he could.” Hina explained, holding herself even tighter. “He thought because he was the one that was supposed to save everyone that he couldn’t ask anyone else for help. But…” She brought her hands to the table and clenched them into fists. “We should have checked on him! We should have known pushing all that responsibility onto him would affect him! We were supposed to be his friends! But we just let him suffer and break down!” She began to cry even faster now, angry at herself for not noticing the pain Makoto had been going through. “We’re as much to blame for this as Makoto is! If we had just been real friends, he wouldn’t have-”
“Maybe that’s true.” Kyoko cut her off, causing Aoi to look up. The detective’s face was solemn, and though she attempted to keep her emotions hidden like normal, it was clear this was taking such a toll on her not even she could hide the sadness she was feeling. “Maybe we could have been enough of an anchor for him, and maybe we should have been more wary of his feelings.” She looked at Hina in conviction. “But we are not to blame for Makoto’s actions.”
“But…no, Hina’s right!” Yasuhiro exclaimed, tears forming in his eyes. His outburst caused the others in the room to look at him. “We never asked him how he felt about being everyone’s savior. We never tried to take on any of that stuff ourselves! We just kept pushing it onto him over and over and over!” He brought his hands up to his hair and pulled at it. “Damn it, why didn’t I look into him with my crystal ball?! I should’ve checked on him more!”
“Ignoring that last ridiculous statement-” Byakuya sighed in annoyance, pushing his glasses up with a finger. “Hina, Makoto made his choice. He could have easily come to any one of us and voiced his problems, but he chose not to.” Despite his harsh words, the Togami heir’s voice had a sense of hurt and sadness behind it. “He chose to allow himself to fall to Despair.”
“He didn’t choose!” Hina snapped, standing up suddenly from her chair which caused it to squeak across the floor. “I don’t even think he ever fully fell into it! At the end, he apologized! He regretted it! His last words were for me to tell you all he was sorry!” She slapped her hands on the table, her expression now one of pure anger. “He was still fighting Despair, even until the end! It’s why I wanted to spare him!”
“He said the only reason he felt any guilt was because Shuichi died, though.” Mahiru spoke up.
“No, he didn’t.” Aoi spat, glaring at her. “He said it was because Shuichi comforted him! Because Shuichi tried to take the burden from him!” Her head shot back to the others from her class. “If all it took was one person sympathizing with him to make him regain his Hope, then all of us definitely would have been enough to keep him from losing it in the first God damn place!”
The room fell back into an uncomfortable silence.
“...Regardless…” Byakuya broke through the silence, avoiding meeting Aoi’s gaze. “Now that the 14th Division’s biggest weapon has been…terminated…new measures will have to be thought of.”
Hina narrowed her eyes at him, scowling. “Is that all you care about? That we don’t have Makoto’s Hope as a weapon anymore?! Did you not just hear what I was saying about us relying on him for shit like that?! What the hell is your problem, Byakuya?! I thought you cared about-”
The girl’s angry shouts were cut off by the room’s door being slammed open, catching everyone’s attention and causing them to spin around and look for the intruder. There, they saw a short blonde boy with a buzz cut and an eyepatch, the Ultimate Yakuza Fuyuhiko Kuzuryuu. Standing behind him were two others; one from his own killing game and the one who, other than Makoto, was most responsible for their survival, Hajime Hinata, and the other…
“Tell me it’s not true!” Komaru Naegi cried out desperately, tears pricking her eyes as she walked forward. “I-it can’t be true! Makoto would never do something like that!”
“Komaru…” Toko stood from her chair and hurried over to her friend, hesitating for only a moment before embracing her in a hug. “Komaru, I-I’m so sorry.”
“So…what we heard was true?” Hajime asked quietly, looking sadly from Komaru to the others. When Kyoko nodded, he grimaced and looked away.
“No. No fucking way!” Fuyuhiko exclaimed, his one visible eye wide in disbelief. “You can’t be fucking serious! There’s no way he would do that! He saved us! He helped us! He-”
“Fuyuhiko.” Sonia cut him off softly, looking up at him with sadness in her eyes. “I am sorry, but it’s the truth. Makoto…Makoto lost himself to Despair and created another killing game.”
“It was because of us!” Hina cried out, banging her fists on the table again. “We relied on him so heavily he cracked under the pressure! Just because he was the Ultimate Hope we thought he was unstoppable! We forgot he was still a person! We did this! We caused this!”
“Wh-what the fuck?” Fuyuhiko gaped at Hina in shock, taking a step back from her. “What the fuck are you talking about?! How the hell is this our fault?!”
“According to what Hina has said, Makoto was under such immense pressure of being forced to rescue several groups of people and having us all rely on him for his Hope to save the world that he…snapped.” Kyoko explained, her arms loosely crossed. “It seems like he created this game in order to prove others did not need to rely on him for survival. Apparently it was only due to the kindness of Shuichi Saihara that he began to return to himself and regain his sense of Hope.” She looked sympathetically at Maki. “However, Shuichi was one of the casualties.”
“He was killed by Teruteru.” Maki spat, refusing to look at anyone.
Hajime and Fuyuhiko’s eyes widened, before they both looked at each other sadly. “God damn it, that fucking idiot.” Fuyuhiko muttered. He looked over at Maki, who was still avoiding everyone’s gazes. “I…I’m sorry…”
Maki didn’t respond.
“He apologized.” Hina whispered, finally slowly sitting back down in her seat. “As he was being executed, he said he was sorry. He hated what he did.”
“Well, then that just makes it all fucking peachy then, huh?!” Fuyuhiko spat out. “Mikan was in there too, yeah? She went missing along with the rest of you. She ain’t here, so she died too, right? So Makoto got two of my friends killed!” He let out a quiet growl, pure hatred in his eyes. “Who the hell cares if he felt guilt in the end!?”
“Shut up! Don’t talk about him like that!” Komaru screamed, pulling away from Toko and whirling around to face Fuyuhiko. “Makoto was a good person! He cared about everyone! All he wanted was for everyone to be safe!”
“Is that his idea of safe, then?!” The Yakuza snapped back, glaring at the younger girl. “Throwing people back into a fucking killing game?! Yeah, just a Goddamn saint!”
“Just shut up already!” Komaru covered her ears and sunk to the ground, tears streaming down her face. Toko gasped and dropped to her knees, pulling her friend into a hug to console her.
Fuyuhiko watched this happen, and his features softened. “...Shit.” He cursed under his breath, remembering he had been talking to Makoto’s sister. 
Hajime sighed and placed a hand on Fuyuhiko’s shoulder, gently leading him away. “We…got the answers we were looking for. We should go.” He said quietly. “The others will be wanting to know.” The shorter of the two nodded, allowing himself to be led out of the room.
“Sonia, Mahiru, if you two would like, you can join them.” Kyoko offered. “And you can go find Himiko, Maki.” The first two nodded, following their classmates. Maki, however, hesitated. “Is she going to be alright?” The assassin asked, looking over at Komaru, who now had both Toko and Hina comforting her.
“She’s in good hands.” The detective responded. “We’ll make sure she’s alright. You can check up on her later if you’re concerned.” Maki nodded, and with one last worried look to the young girl, left to find her last remaining friend.
Things were never quite the same at the Future Foundation, or in the world, really. Though they tried to keep the news of exactly what had transpired hidden, it was only a matter of time until the news of Makoto’s descent into Despair became public knowledge. 
The aftermath wasn’t pretty.
The idea that even the one known as the Ultimate Hope could be tainted and broken down by Despair nearly caused a second Tragedy. It was only by the combined efforts of everyone in the Future Foundation-those rescued from the Neo World and the Academy for Gifted Juveniles included-that they managed to keep some semblance of order.
Maki and Himiko had had the least interaction with Makoto, but that didn’t mean this betrayal meant nothing. Knowing what good he had done for the world, and even more so, that his game was what took Shuichi from them both, they were filled with a sense of anger and sadness.
Neither could forgive him, and neither could forget Shuichi.
The remainder of the 77th Class all took the news in their own ways. Some, such as Hiyoko, Peko and Kazuichi, felt similarly to Fuyuhiko, becoming angry and feeling as if Makoto’s fate was justified. Others, like the Ultimate Imposter and Ibuki, sided more with Aoi, believing that Makoto just needed help and support, even if his actions were despicable. They all agreed, however, that they would still try to move on in the name of Hope.
Someone had to now, after all.
The survivors of Class 78 were devastated. No matter how much time passed, it was obvious the hole left behind by Makoto would never fill. He was more than just the Hope the world needed. He was their friend. And Hina’s words had reached all of them; maybe they could have been better friends to him. Maybe they could have shouldered his burden. The guilt of possibly being the cause of Makoto’s betrayal affected them all, though some showed it more than others. 
However they felt, all five of them missed him dearly.
Komaru took the event the hardest, as to be expected. She holed herself up in the room provided to her by the Future Foundation, refusing to come out for anything less than eating. The only one who could get her to speak was Toko, and even then it was only a few words at a time. The poor girl couldn’t believe her kind older brother would ever willingly put people, including those he had saved and those he cared about, back into something so traumatizing and horrific as a killing game. She wished she had noticed how he had been feeling. She wished she had checked up on him more.
She wished she had been a better sister.
In the end, Makoto's betrayal was not only a great loss to his friends and family, and to the ones he had saved. 
But it was also the loss of hope.
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To continue with inane discourseposting i think we’re finally ready to confess our funniest discourse quirk, which is that we are to this day unable to engage with “is ‘egg culture’ bad” discourse because when we initially came across it the first person to see it was celeste, who became incredibly sad because she thought she/source!kondraki was so terminally masculine that no one would ever call him an egg (this was technically true at the time) and this was yet more proof of what a horribly unfitting woman she made etc anyway Well you have all seen Authorkondraki-run RP Blog Pretty Princess.txt by now
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