#i remember when i used to rp a LONG time ago i used this song as an au for my character

[dramaticalcorgi]

AAA im listening to a playlist of old and creepy vocaloid songs and a song came on that gave me SO MANY FLASHBACKS holy shit i got flashbanged

#i love this playlist a lot i know all of the songs #btw if you wanna know the song is rotten girl grotesque romance #i remember when i used to rp a LONG time ago i used this song as an au for my character #who was obsessed with this other character #it was really fun i drew fanart and everything

[anxious-little-faicye]

The FNAF Movie (no spoilers)

So, I just got back from watching the so awaited Five Nights at Freddy's movie, and boy oh boy... I can't even put into words how emotional I am. It was such a wild, crazy, amazing thing to actually be sitting down on a cinema and watch a movie I waited for- what, 8 years? I remember being a child and first learning about the game through ✨youtube✨ (as most of us did let's be honest), and I'm not exaggerating when I say that changed my life forever. I got into gaming and social media because of it, I made some of my best friends because of it (shout out to the gang I used to rp FNAF with on elementary school), I discovered my interests and passions that shaped who I was and who I am, and it all started out because of a silly horror game about haunted animatronics.

And today? Today it wasn't me that went to see that movie. It was the lonely, shy 9 year old girl that got bullied at school because she liked "weird boy stuff" and hanged out with boys because they understood her. It was the 10 year old girl that saw FNAF 3 and 4 come out and discovered she loved to uncover the lore of the franchise and watched about a million theory videos. It was the 11 year old girl that watched lived as two youtubers played Sister Location the day it came out. It was the 15 year old teenager that rediscovered her love for the franchise and found Matpat's channel and started to make her own theories. It was that 16 year old teen that read the first trilogy of FNAF books and from then on took it upon herself to know every single detail about the story, plus finding out about our beloved King Of Five Nights At Freddy's™ and watched his FNAF playlist top to bottom.

It was them.

So I went there- with my crappy Vanny mask I made in 3 days, with the Freddy pushy I've had since I was 11, with my dad' stolen purple shirt, and honestly? I had the time of my life. I was at the edge of my seat the whole movie, screaming and hitting (lovingly /j) my friends every time a very specific detail came out, giggling and kicking my feet once You Know Who appeared or when something that matched the lore perfectly happened. And once me and my friends came out, we were all still yelling and singing our lungs out to FNAF songs. It was more that I could've hoped for.

I won't go into much detail on this post, because I wanna keep it as much spoiler-free as I can, but I'm just gonna say this... This movie was a hug from Scott Cawthon to all fans of the franchise, especially those that have been here from the very beginning. It was his gift. His way of saying 'thank you'. Sure, some plot points were absolute bonkers, and to be fair it lacked a bit of the Spooky Factor and more gore. But overall... I FREAKING LOVED EVERY MOMENT OF IT. I felt the same excitement that when I first discovered the games and started to get into the lore. You can tell that a lot of heart and soul was put into this, and that it wasn't made for a quick cash grab.

Was it worth the wait? Well, that depends on how you wanna see it. Keep in mind that this is planned to be a trilogy, so it has to have some loose plot points in order to set the ground for a second movie- let alone leave stuff out from the games and books. Is wasn't groundbreaking, and no, it doesn't include every single detail about the story. But it was a perfect introduction to the universe, and I think that's all it's set up to be. But I personally thought it was SO worth it and, let's be real, we've waited 8 fucking years for this! Even if it turned out to be a piece of crap (which it isn't), I would still be excited.

Anyway, yeah, was the movie perfect? No. Was a bit weird and confusing at some points? Yes. But it was made for the fans, for those of us that FNAF played a huge role in our lives as kids, and for those of us who just discovered the franchise not so long ago. It was made with love- for the games, for the creator, and for all of us. The fans that have built an amazing community that still stands strong today, a community filled with incredibly talented people like artists, singers, animators, youtubers, theory crafters (you're doing God's Work jsdhsj), cosplayers, editors, writers, the list just goes on and on. It was made with all of us in mind. So as broken and confusing as it might be, is beautiful. What represents is beautiful. And hey, it wouldn't be FNAF if it weren't broken and confusing am I right fellas?

*cries in Theorist*

So I guess my final thoughts are just... Thank you.

Thank you Scott Cawthon for all those years of scares and joy you have given me, thank you for making the game that would shape my life forever, thank you for loving your fans as much as you do, and thank you for not giving up on this movie despite all the things that happened along the way. You might have fucked up big time on some things, but I would be lying to myself if I said I don't appreciate you. Thank you for the best moments of my life.

And thank YOU, Five Nights at Freddy's community for everything you have done these years. If the franchise is what it is today is because it always had an amazing and creative fanbase backing it up and making sure it never died, no matter what sticks and stones came our way. I am so proud to be a part of this, and I hope we'll still be together many years to come.

And thank me, for making it alive and in one piece to the FNAF movie. Damn it took a lot of pain to get here, but I did it... I survived this long. And I can survive even longer.

I hope you can stay alive 5 more nights for this :)

#five nights at freddy's #fnaf #fnaf movie #fnaf movie no spoilers #review #faicye speaks

[teruel-a-witch]

tag 9 people you'd like to know better

i was tagged weeks ago by @crackers4jenn (*waves* sorry it takes me ages, i'm a scatterbrain)

last song: had to check my youtube history because i rarely listen to music and apparently it was precious by depeche mode on July 12th, lol. it's the soundtrack at the end of bones 1x10 and rewatching the episode always makes me want to listen to the song again.

currently watching: of the shows that are still on right now, only what we do in the shadows. (i think how i met your father s2 officially ended, i mean to pick nancy drew back up but i don't remember where in s3 I fell behind) but i'm in a perpetual process of rewatching/watching so many things, just since the beginning of the summer i've rewatched s3-5 of community, the entirety of black books, went back to white collar which i had abandoned after s2 and watched s3-4 in full before getting distracted, i am also in a neverending rewatch of castle and bones that's been going on since like 2016. earlier this year i was rewatching rizzoli&isles, warehouse 13, grimm, etc. did not finish them all. i jump around a lot depending on my mood. also mean to get back to my lucifer and wynonna earp rewatch at some point. i very rare finish shows and then i get back and have to start from the beginning and then i don't finish anyway, it's a vicious circle, i don't like saying goodbye. also i have no attention span. i guess technically i am also in the process of watching hawaii five-0 but i haven't watched any new (for me) episodes in a loooong time because canon is such a drag compared to the happy au land i've been living in. i do also watch some shows that are on hiatus right now but i probably wouldn't even remember them all. i only remember when they come back. suffice to say i watch a lot of tv lol.

currently reading: embarrassingly, nothing. only stuff that comes up on my tumblr dash 🤷🏻‍♀️. i haven't even read fanfic since ao3 was blocked in my country in april of this year. because of how my brain works if you add an extra step to something i am used to doing (aka i have to turn on vpn to open ao3 links) i am just that much less likely to do it. i miss losing myself in a book but my brain is too preoccupied by my blorbos to be able to invest in anything new.

current obsession: probably shocking to no one who follows me, it's mcdanno. this ship ate my brain in november of 2021 and since then its hold on me has not lessened at all, probably got worse, lmao. i found myself unable to gather any feelings about any of my old long time ships because all that space has been eaten up by steve and danny's insane chemistry and frustrating and wonderful epic love story. also within the mcdanno fandom the obsession of recent months has been building/brainstorming aus with aron @emphasisonthehomo (best rp partner one could wish for) . and i guess you can call making mcdanno screencap edits and metas an obsession of its own.

tagging (no pressure, only if you want to): @emphasisonthehomo , @stephmcx , @trickster-archangel , @pepperf , @wordybee , @alexihawleys , @aflawedfashion , @annieaceofhearts , @lukeclvez

#katya does meme #i think it was my tag lol #katya rambles #katya answers #crackers4jenn #this got rambly as is my wont

[shimmerbeasts]

Get To Know The Mun

what made you pick up the current muse(s) you have? ━━ So, given that I have way too many muses on my blog and Monkey was gracious enough to only ask me about Jinx, I am gonna talk about Jinx. Funny enough, it is really hard for me to pinpoint what made me pick her. Back when I first started writing as Jinx about a year ago, maybe two, nothing about her character was up my alley. Jinx was probably one of the most not my typical muses, I have ever written.

Yet, thinking back on it, I actually remember why I picked her. Believe it or not, it was her mental instability. Back then I was in a really rough spot mentally, like I was overwhelmed with anxieties and worries and a lot of difficulties in sorting out my thoughts. Writing Jinx felt like I could embody this difficulty in my head. She was almost like a pressure valve in that sense. And she kept having that function in my life.

Nowadays, with me having started playing League and getting more involved in that fandom, I cannot think her away from my set of muses. Jinx actually made me grow a lot more confident as I was able to tackle such an unusual topic with her mania and madness. Getting compliments for that really meant a lot.

Over these two years, Jinx has turned into a pretty significant and important muse for me. Likely because I wrote her during such a time of emotional shifts and turmoil. She has stuck by me and I really hope, she is not leaving soon. I am really looking forward to Arcane Season 2, but even so, I hope my inspiration sticks around for a long time.

is there anything you don’t like to write? ━━ I do not really like writing pregnancy threads, but then I never reblog anything, which revolves around that topic. So, it is not like it ever came up. There are some topics like politics and economics, which I have difficulties with when writing, but I don't hate writing those and instead rather embrace the challenge. I just prefer it if you do not throw me into something, without giving me the chance to back out when necessary. A courtesy, which I try to give my partners too. Simply because I know that sometimes I can get a little weird and creepy.

is there anything you really enjoy writing? ━━ I think it has to be gore or horror. I genuinely really love writing anything under the angst umbrella, though, I admit I am very partial to a predatory style of writing. Predatory by the way can both mean animalism but also something in the more non-con and dubious consent valley. In short, I enjoy writing stuff, which leaves you in a bit of a yiekes feeling. I also really enjoy scenes where characters have to confront uncomfortable or tough truths about themselves. I like writing moments when characters actively have to engage with the darker parts of themselves.

how do you come up with headcanons? ━━ Most of the time, when I write a headcanon, it normally is there to answer a big question, I have. I tend to pick certain tropes and principles, I want to portray with a muse, including things I do not want to creep into my portrayal. My first big headcanons normally are there to explain certain core traits or actions in canon. Because of how they tackle broader topics, this also tends to create a domino effect when it comes to headcanons. Ergo one headcanon ends up growing from another. Of course, there are also times when my muses just decide to do certain things and I cannot really pinpoint why they do it. All I know is, that it feels right. Naturally, I also incorporate outside sources for my inspiration, from shows to talk with friends or pictures.

do you write in silence or do you play music?  ━━ I always have music on when I am writing. I am very used to the ambience music creates and I feel almost uncomfortable if I do not hear anything while I am writing. I also often pick specific songs for certain characters, themes, scenes or even genres.

do you plan your replies or wing them? ━━ I think I am a blend of both things. Usually, me and my rp partner have some kind of plan about what narrative arc, we are trying to tell. I try to lead my muses down that narrative arc, while also giving them the freedom to surprise me and my partner and let them do unexpected things. In my eyes, as long as I feel what they do is in character, my muses can make as drastic and curious decisions as they please.

do you enjoy shipping?  ━━ In the past, I probably would have called myself a shipping whore with very little hesitation. However, nowadays I am not so sure anymore. Do not get me wrong: I like exploring romantic dynamics, whether they be toxic or healthy, however, I am starting to come to terms with the fact that it seems that the dynamics, I thrive the most in, are familial and platonic dynamics. I feel like they often have a much bigger variety of possibilities and they can be just as powerful and gutwrenching as any romantic ship. Now, that does not mean, I do not like romantic dynamics, however, I realise that I have become far more selective with them.

what’s your alias/name?  ━━ Miss Tantabis, usually shortened into Miss T or T

age? ━━ 28

birthday? ━━ 13th March

favorite color? ━━ I gravitate towards black, red and blue. Nowadays, I have also gotten a fondness for purple.

favorite song? ━━ I mean I like rock, gothic metal and folk songs. But yeah, I wouldn't say I have a favourite song, though definitely several, which I really enjoy. Whether that be Don't Remember Me by HalaCG, Re-Align by Godsmack or Playground by Bea Miller; chances are if I hearted it for my Spotify fav list, I listen to it regularly.

last movie you watched? ━━ Spider-Man: Across The Spiderverse. Yes, I recognise I am late to the party!

last show you watched? ━━ Arcane. I did a whole rewatch!

last song you listened to? ━━ Labyrinth by Oomph. There is a German and English version of it btw.

favorite food? ━━ I really like spaetzle with veal stripes in cream and mushroom sauce, a good burger (preferably with spice), Lachmachun and good old Farfalle with tomato sauce. I also do not say No to a steak, pizza with jalapenos and pepperoni and champions or tuna or Subway sandwiches.

favorite season? ━━ Spring or autumn. Winter gives me the creeps as it is just one big safety hazard.

do you have a Tumblr best friend? ━━ I have a couple of very good friends. These are @ferinehuntress, @the-rogue-dragon, @jynxd, @countlessrealities and @moxxietude. I also regard myself close with @piltover-sharpshooter, @playgroundmonsters, @restrainedhungr, and @blackrosesmatron. That being said, I do like everybody, whom I am writing with and I would love to get to know all of you more.

Tagged by: @piltover-sharpshooter and @ferinehuntress

Tagging: If you want to do this, consider yourself tagged.

#playground: meme #cat wrangler: out of character

[outeremissary]

9 People You'd Like to Get to Know Better

Tagged by @turbulentpumpkin43. Thanks for thinking of me! I know I haven't been around much (for reasons we don't need to get into), but truly nothing summons me faster than the email notification about a tag game where I know I'm going to have to say something horribly embarrassing about myself.

Three Ships: I mean, if we're counting stuff with OCs then obviously anyone following my knows Balthazar and Tristian (and the wonderful polycule with Vio) is my number one. Aside from that, the latest volume of Witch Hat has fully converted me into an Agott/Coco true believer. I actually did like the Coco/Tarteh vibe but Agott's special brand of slowly changing rival just has me by the throat. Aside from that? Ummm. Elliot and Leo from Pandora Hearts? Does that count? I did my full reread of Pandora Hearts while afk in September and those two have had me since like 2012 or 2013 or whenever they were introduced in the English release. But now that I'm older and more mature I can better appreciate what the messy later arcs had to give, and that's the beauty of a relationship between equals corrupted by a growing imbalance no one has the strength to acknowledge and devotion so deep it tears both of their lives apart. That's awesome. 11/10, everyone read Pandora Hearts and I'm not even joking

First Ever Ship: Gamers, back in early 2012 when I was in middle school and could only see images on the computer at school because searching for anything visual online was mega bad for rural internet, a friend of mine used a science classroom computer to discover you could find non-canon images of The Legend of Zelda if you searched terms like "Link blue" and scrolled down a couple rows. I distinctly remember this as the first ever time I really understood the concept of "fan art," and more importantly as my entry into fandom as we all began to realize many of these came from the same site: a place called "DeviantArt." Some of these contained such salacious and unthinkable things as two boys holding hands and blushing, and also both of those boys were Link. I was so captivated by these mysterious images that I followed them to their Four Swords Adventures manga RP fandom source, where I am not proud to say the first "ship" I adopted as such was Vio (Violet Link for people who spent their time doing better things at thirteen) and Shadow (Shadow Link, of course). That's right, everyone! It was edgy Link selfcest yaoi between a traitor and an angsty villain all the way down!!! And you know what? When I write that I don't think my taste has changed. Except the selfcest. Mostly.

The other, more respectable first ship I remember not long after that was Ulquihime. What can I say, there's just something about the Stockholm syndrome of it all.

Last Song: No title - REOL. Narrowly missed this being edgy early Vocaloid. I've been revisiting old favorites recently.

Last Movie: I'm pretty sure it was Surf's Up. For whatever reason my friend decided we should rewatch it when I visited him a few weeks ago. Holds up better than it should, but I've rewatched it twice in little over a year and truly that is my Surf's Up limit. That trip was also when my friend forced me to watch Barbie and the D&D movie. Look at me catching up on relevant pop culture only for fucking Surf's Up to be what made this list.

Currently Reading: I'm pretty sure this came up last time, but because I haven't gotten started on a better book since then I'm unfortunately still periodically chipping at The Thousand Deaths of Ardor Benn. This book fucking sucks. Don't read it. If we could manga and stories that are actually good I recently did a Witch Hat Atelier reread after getting volume 11!!! That volume is. So painfully personal.

Currently Watching: Cyberpunk: Edgerunners and Jujutsu Kaisen season 2. JJK is with my friend for weekly hangout, but Edgerunners is a solo endeavor because it was bumming him out way too much. Good show though. Also JJK was way more of a bummer than expected in ways that caught me off guard??? I'm not getting over what happened to that girl, I really got fucking got by that scene. Jesus

Currently Consuming: Nothing. Just finished dinner, where I had a chicken sandwich and fries. I need groceries. It's dire.

Currently Craving: doing something creative, but that would require moving the giant zine pile on my chair........ this is how I'm procrastinating

I'm sorry, but I'm actually not tagging anyone on this tonight! I haven't been on enough lately to know who has or hasn't done it, and frankly I'm not ready to be back on Tumblr enough to map that out. If you're seeing this and want to do it, please go ahead and do it. Tag me like I tagged you, we are collaborators in this and I want to see what you say.

#I'll be real gamers the selfcest devil has whispered in my ear a time or two as I've continued to workshop my DUrge #I'm not elaborating on that. #anyway with this up it's time to move the zine pile that also stopped me from adding a Spotify link and try to do some stuff #my terrifying backlog won't work through itself... #tag game #turbulentpumpkin43 #I feel like I've told one or two of these stories before so Ash. I'm sorry if any of these bits are played out.

[parallelroutes]

Munday Meme

2, 6, 7, 12, 14, 16, 17 and 18

— 2. Who are your longest rp friends? in 2008 i joined bulbagarden (forum from the pokemon wiki bulbapedia) and met a guy who also rped and had similar irl interests. i joined an rp forum with that guy in 2010, was in and out until he left in 2014 and we kept in contact. didn't rp after that, but we are absolutely still friends to this day and send each other pokemon things, talk about current fandoms, etc. probably my 2nd oldest friend i keep up with in general, tbh.

— 6. NOTP for your muse? tyl!byakuran/anyone LOL. in all seriousness, i really can't wrap my head around byakuran/uni in any romantic/nsfw sense… like even besides the massive age/experience gap from before, i only see them as emotionally close in a platonic sense?

i still enjoy poly tsuna/uni/byakuran from the trinisette trio flavor, but that's also kind of conditional and if tsuna wasn't there i don't think i can see it. imo, just not a dynamic that would exist without tsuna there, if that makes sense.

in other news, shoichi/byakuran isn't a NOTP so much as i'm just really tired of him being the Only one i see people ship with byakuran. they're just so much more fun as best friends? platonic soulmates? partners in crime? balance each other out, etc.

hmm. maybe i just struggle shipping with characters that knew him really well in TYL. funeral wreaths are a struggle too. a current!genkishi would be super difficult to make work but i did have an idea a long while back. BUT WAIT. gamma or spanner 👀

— 7. What are some similarities between you and your muse/muses? i am super weird too. independent. we both have terrible diets. i will eat 3 muffins in one day instead of lunch/dinner if i have them in my room. most obviously, adhd.

— 12. What’s one random headcanon about your muse that people mightn’t know? (at the end/under the cut)

— 14. What do you look for in a rp partner? for longer plots/threads/verses? i love people who can generally match my enthusiasm or come up with ideas or has enough time to talk about it here and there. also love it when partners can take a bit of initiative in keeping it going too.

for just small threads? anyone who reaches out, really. i like almost everyone lmao, rping is included.

— 16. Least favourite trope? i don't know if it counts as a trope but i just don't really like seeing how many people only focus on him in a very dominant role in ships? it's just preference. there is nothing wrong with it and it makes sense for TYL byakuran anyway, but it's a least favorite for sure. (it's in part because it's the only way i ever see in fanart. i am Tired just thinking about it.)

— 17. Are there any AU’s you’d like to explore but haven’t had the chance to yet? i have a specific immortal!byakuran fantasy au that i want to use as a verse someday but not sure if i'll have the chance tbh. might have talked about it before?

the tl;dr is he became a pseudo-deity with six others but was kicked out of the makeshift-pantheon a long time ago. he was stuck with his immortality/power and was left to wander the world like that.

— 18. Do you listen to music whilst writing? If so, what kind of music? i can only listen to music while writing if i loop one song and know exactly how it goes. usually it just ends up being either a song for the atmosphere or a song i'm currently addicted to. picking music gets distracting tbh.

moved 12 since it mentions nsfw. it's under the cut.

— 12. What’s one random headcanon about your muse that people mightn’t know? on account of not doing nsfw, i don't really mention it lol. i do have gray-asexual on there for this interpretation, but the ace part is really apparent. there is that he had more than enough abuse of that variety. now he just doesn't care, doesn't see a point, nonexistent drive. if i did any nsfw it would be focused on the partner bc i'm sure he'd remember how to Do Things like that from all those different lives.

the gray part is that i think he would try if thats what a partner wanted? i think he'd be okay if he trusts/loves someone enough (demiromantic) but probably not often.

would also like to mention you don't see me doing any nsfw on this blog because he is only 15 and 18 in the two main verses. that speaks for itself, i hope? i guess post-canon 10YL or college-age verse or something might work, but still not on tumblr.

#>> OOC. #[ RIP i spent too much time on this ]

[victorluvsalice]

Valice Calendar In Honor Of 15 Years

Yeah, you read the title right -- as of 2023, I will have been shipping Victor Van Dort from Corpse Bride with Alice Liddell from American McGee’s Alice and Alice: Madness Returns for FIFTEEN YEARS. I actually went back into my old LiveJournal/Dreamwidth entries some time ago to see if I could pinpoint when the hell I actually started shipping them -- turns out it was June 22nd, 2008 when I first mentioned having shipping thoughts about them (in response to a TV Tropes binge apparently). Granted, it was in the context of “what the fuck, me, you know they’d be a terrible pairing,” but -- yeah. We see how long that attitude lasted. XD And that means that next June, it’ll be 15 years! Holy hell.

So! Given that 15 years is a bit of a milestone, I thought I’d set up a “Valice Calendar” for the next year so I know which dates I should try and acknowledge as Important Valice Dates. :) Some of these should already be familiar to my regular followers, as I’m already in the habit of doing something special for them, while the rest are from that deep dive into my journaling past:

January 27th -- the date that I posted my first Valice fic, “Suffocating,” on my LiveJournal! Which was obviously in 2009, not 2008, but still a momentous occasion! Also, conveniently, the birth date of Charles Dodgson, aka Lewis Carroll.

February 14th -- Valicetine Day, obviously :)

May 4th -- the historical Alice Liddell’s birthday, and thus my Alice’s birthday!

June 9th -- Johnny Depp’s birthday, and as I have a habit of using actor birthdays if a canonical one is not given for a character, thus my Victor’s birthday! (Also, amusingly, the birth date of Michael J. Fox, and thus also my take on Marty McFly, which comes up in “Secundus.”)

June 14th -- release date of Alice: Madness Returns in North America! (According to Wikipedia, anyway, but I can confirm because I got my copy from GameStop the very next day.)

June 22nd -- as stated above, the first time I mentioned thinking about shipping Victor/Alice back in 2008! Even if I thought at the time it was also a pure crackship. XD

JULY 7TH -- Victor and Alice’s wedding anniversary! Which I picked because a) I liked the idea of a summer wedding and b) it’s easy to remember. *facepalm*

September 10th -- first mention in 2008 of me associating songs with the ship (I believe it was “Love Me Dead”); the entry indicated I’d already started associating any vaguely romantic songs with them, but this was the first time I mentioned a specific one, so we’re going with this.

September 23rd -- release date of Corpse Bride in the United States! (According to Wikipedia again, but I’m inclined to believe them.)

October 6th -- Mad Hatter Day (because of the date -- 10/6 like on his hat) and thus just a general Alice day of mention. (I’ve also seen it stated as a release date for the first game, but I’ve never been able to fully confirm that.)

October 31st -- Halloween! Not a specific Valice date, but this is the holiday that sees the biggest spike in interest in the two fandoms, sooo. . .

November 27th -- first mention of me starting to seriously think about fanfic for Valice! Seems weirdly appropriate I’d publish the first one exactly two months later. :p

December 6th -- release date of American McGee’s Alice in North America! (Again, according to Wikipedia -- as stated above, I’ve also seen October 6th cited, and November 22nd on at least one site, so -- I’m just going with this!)

December 8th -- the first time I had one of my RP Alices (”save_us_alice,” though she didn’t have her journal at the time) call one of my RP Victors (”deadgirlsliekme” -- the proper spelling had been taken!) her “boyfriend.” While I’d obviously started genuinely shipping them before that, this is the first date that I saw anything about the pairing being Official, so again, we’re going with this.

December 27th -- my birthday, which -- as the person who came up with this ship -- I feel deserves to be recognized. :p

So yeah, that’s kind of the official Valice Calendar! :D Except -- well. You guys know that a certain OT3 has become very popular around here as well, huh? So yeah, because I know me, here’s also a handful of Valicer dates --

January 8th -- the actual creation of Smiler Always, the sim that informed the look of all my human/humanoid Smilers for my AUs, and their insertion into the Chill Save.

May 31st -- the actual opening date of The Smiler roller coaster! (It was supposed to open earlier, but delays in the final construction meant that it missed the first two dates.) Meaning this is the birthday of my own Smiler!

December 27th -- yes, doubling up with my birthday, because -- well. December 26th of 2021, I watched “One Night In - Alton Towers” with my parents, which led to us looking up a bunch of the rides on YouTube so we could see what they were like. Which included one called “The Smiler,” which I found myself very intrigued by the next day. . .meaning you can trace my Smiler obsession and the eventual creation of the OT3 to me binging Smiler videos and lore posts on my birthday last year.

December 31st -- the date four days later where I realized that the “private hypnokinky AU with Victor and Alice using the coaster’s theming for private fun times” had somehow become “I have made a human Smiler, a vampire Smiler, and a robot-run-by-an-eldritch-abomination Smiler for three different AUs VICTOR WHY DO YOU WANT TO FUCK A ROLLER COASTER” XD AKA the more EXPLICIT creation date of the OT3.

Okay, that should cover just about everything. XD Next year, we celebrate Valice (and Valicer) in style! :)

#valice #valicer #valice calendar #shipping #otp #ot3 #yes it's been freaking 15 years #I myself am shocked #what is the passage of time #also I'd link to that original post #but it's honestly not exactly comprehensible on its own #I used to do a thing where I'd have all the different versions of characters I'd made up #(at the time primarily different Doc Browns) #commenting on my activities and arguing with me and stuff like that in my entries #so yeah if you didn't know all the acronyms and whatnot my old entries can be - weird #plus some of these things were hard to track down because I used to do like one-sentence entries a lot more often #like what the hell #when did I go from that to NOVELS #I guess I've gotten chattier in a sense as I've gotten older? #but yes the list of Most Important Valice Dates #and Valicer #because let's face it that OT3 has kind of taken over #not complaining just an observation :p #queued

[mango-ribs]

Howdy Howdy, let me help your boredom a bit friend, I was doing a "like this post and I'll send you an ask" but didn't go through all the question ideas yet. SOOOOOOO, let me find my post-it notes... Ah, here...since you did say you like world building in your main post, I HAVE to ask. What's your favorite world that you've built? What were some of the characters in it? What were things like? Fantasy? Sci-Fi? Etc? If you can't pick a favorite tell me the one that you threw the most effort into. (Bonus Question: If I remember correctly, I saw you made a post a while ago of making a normal guy and then completely ruining him? Are you still working on that because it sounded tight!) AND have a swelltastic day, friendo!

Hi there!! :D

That is.. an AMAZING question, I don’t even know how to really answer without something that’s 204840495 miles long complete with annotations and my whole life story, but I’ll do my best! :)

My favorite world I’ve made, hmmm… I suppose I can split that into categories. One being the one I spent the most time on, one I indulge most in, one that brings me the most comfort and one that I simply enjoy the most.

Btw in each section I’ll state the name of the universe/whatever I call the world/storyline, so feel free to ask questions abt them ,,,

Here we gooo!

‘Spent most time on?’

I usually spend a couple months each on every world I make, but the longest running one I still indulge in today is probably The Misfits Universe, which I spent a total of 8 years working on, and recently ended a 5 year long roleplay in.

It’s a very special universe to me I don’t tell many people about actually, it started completely by accident where I met some friendly people on a roblox game called Misfits High and we started roleplaying normally. What started as us just doing random rp’s with characters we made up on the spot every week or so grew into a daily thing for years, expanding characters and the lore and it just became so beautiful.

It’s very very loose in plot as there are like a million different characters, what we sort of did instead of making a solid storyline we had a bunch of characters and simply roleplayed their storylines within the universe. It’s what I do with a lot of worlds actually, I find it a lot more freeing! But yeah, it’s set in an alternate reality where humans and monsters are separated from one another under the rule of a clan of gods. The characters are centered around a haunted old town that used to be human only until it was infected with a special virus and yadayadayada, it’s too much to explain LOL

It’s gotten to the point where I can tell you the creation of the universe and it’s dimensions as a whole but it has a LOOOOT of plot holes due to us making it when were so young. I’m so sad to see it go but I think it’s time I finally lay it to rest, it’s no longer interesting and has so many terrible memories attached to the past. I intend to keep using some of the characters I got from it :)

‘Most indulgent?’

That one is pretty hard to answer as lately I’ve been much more indulgent in my worlds rather than focusing on strict rules. Sort of just letting myself fuck around and do whatever I want. But my most indulgent probably has to be Kongoiro Universe, it’s essentially a universe where everything is sort of utopia like.

It’s where I sorta just dump everything I daydream about that doesn’t take place in another specific universe. It’s a place I can escape to, and pretend I live in a world where struggles are temporary. But otherwise it’s kinda boring..

‘Most comfort?’

Oooof this is a hard one. I rarely make non-comforting/angsty universes anymore for personal reasons (though soon I really wanna get back at it,) but the most comforting one I have is probablyyyy…. Magic In Threes.

Magic in Threes is a series-type thing I have in my head inspired by Chonny Jash’s songs! (hes absolutely amazing, creates covers of tally hall and changes the lyrics and god it’s amazing.) it is about a character nicknamed Soul, who are followed by incarnations of his suffering. Dark, a massive demon, represents the darkness: Depression, the mind, the past, Soul’s anger, etc. Light, an angelic being, represents the light: Hope, trickery, the heart, impulsiveness, and the future. Just because Light represents hope does not mean he is good. Both attempt to guide Soul through life and the infinite labyrinth that is his mindpalace, and overcome the struggles of living with trauma.

And I’m kinda projecting—

‘Enjoy the most?’

I don’t really know if I have one I enjoy the most, each one has their own things that make me like them and dislike them. Though one that is up there is definitely Lucraca, my take of a cyberpunk post-apocalyptic dystopia where humans have been long dead and the world is now controlled by robots (mostly object-heads.)

I have so much fun coming up with different concepts for it, it’s a wee bit cliche but its my world and I decide the dystopia Goddammit!!!! there are also a lot of AUs but they’re extremely fucked up and I won’t be getting into them rn LOL

But uH yeah,,, thank you for listening to my ramble and asking such a great question, this made me super happy!! If you guys want you can ask questions abt my universes, currently I believe I have around 71 documented and like a million more brewing up in my head. also yes I did hit the Funny Number.

*vine boom*

#mangos writing #mangos ocs #ask #mango ribs #mangos universes #Lucraca #Magic in Threes #Kongoiro Universe #The Misfits

[goth-catte]

I did a little writing for a new OC as an entry for a prompt contest at one of the places I rp. The theme was “Celebrate”. I didn’t quite get the celebration itself, but sometimes the aftermath is just as interesting.

Celebrate writing prompt entry.

489 words.

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The warmth of the previous night’s festivities, both literally and figuratively, had died down by these wee bells of the early morning. The freely flowing alcohol had lasted until the gods alone knew when, almost naturally transitioning into the merrymaking that followed; the hearth in the corner of the lavish room now hosted naught but smoldering embers, leaving the slumbering bodies huddled together beneath blankets for warmth and comfort. Markus groaned softly as he stirred from his slumber, lavender eyes groggily fluttering open as the dull, throbbing headache that always came with so much drinking demanded his attention.

The wandering Viera had to carefully extricate himself from the arms of the invitingly warm woman behind him so he could rise, all without rousing the couple sleeping just a fulm in front of him. It was only when he rose to unsteady feet that he realized he wasn’t even in a bed, just atop a pile of pillows thoughtfully thrown on the floor for whatever blearily-remembered acts of carnality in which he and his partner had engaged. Bits and pieces flashed in his mind’s eye hither and thither: the softness of her breast in his palm, the sweet taste of wine on her lips, the cascade of crimson hair as she leaned over him - creating a veil of imagined privacy in a room full of others doing just the same as they were. A small smile tugged up one corner of his horribly chapped lips.

Using the murky, wan light of pre-dawn to pick his way over the sleeping bodies was a feat of dexterity, forcing him to all but dance over splayed limbs and snoring torsos on his way to the only salvation he could imagine - another cup of wine! Markus hadn’t known a soul in this room before dusk last night, but the wanderlust-stricken bard did always have a knack for making new friends of strangers - and bedfellows of new friends, no less. He’d stumbled upon some raucous party of friends in one (of several!) taverns he’d visited that night, and he’d been drawn to the cheer like a moth to flame. His stories and songs had led to many and more drinks, which in turn led to being thrown out for being a nuisance. That brought them here, to this house, and the rest was history - hazy though it was.

The splash of wine in some mostly clean glass was music to his ears, and the taste of the sweet red passing his dried lips was certainly worthy of memorialization in song. He’d get right on that, he promised himself, after just a little more sleep. Doing the dance through the maze of bare backs and snoring lips was a little more challenging than a moment ago, but before long he was settled once more in the warm embrace of… well, whatever her name was. In no time Markus had joined the revelers in blissfully unaware slumber.

#ffxiv gpose #ffxiv oc #ffxiv rp #ffxiv viera

[shiroganeryo]

Now and then, I have this habit of taking some time to reminisce about things. I’m one of those people who tend to stick to old favorites, staying passionate about said things even if I don’t actively engage with the fandom anymore; they’ll always have a place in my heart and I think of these things I love on a regular basis.

One of these things is the VocaUTAU fandom, which I interacted with a lot back in the day as Ritsu Namine’s RPer here on Tumblr. 

Ritsu still is my favorite virtual singer of all - I still listen to many of the songs and covers - it’s amazing to see how far the character and his voice provider have come; and it’s tons of fun to remember all the moments I had interpreting him and doing my own PV projects (despite being terrible at tuning USTs!), fanarts and even going as far as to do cosplay.

These are definitely happy memories that I cherish. And when I’m going through hard times, I tend to think about such things.

This was my first post in Ritsu’s blog; 12 years ago! It’s truly amusing to revisit all the posts and even cringe at myself a little thanks to my own immaturity (and slightly incorrect English) in both IC and OOC. Many of those posts were rather chaotic... 

Though I still quite like how I interpreted him back in the day, ahaha.

I still feel like Ritsu is part of me, the petty, child-like and somewhat stubborn part of me. He also was my very first experience with an openly queer character and I feel like that helped broaden my horizons and understand things better as well; though I already was pretty aware I was sapphic, the concept of gender was a somewhat late reveal!

Looking back now, it makes a lot of sense why it felt so comfortable to interpret him.

I lost the access to Ritsu’s account as the email it used was deleted by Outlook due to inactivity, and Tumblr had the amazing idea of not giving people an alternative to log back into their accounts after the data leak that forced users to change their password - something that required the email originally linked to the blog in question.

The old URL I had before changing to ritsu73, namineritsu, is linked in the old RP HQ blog. See that Namine Ritsu? It was me! I don’t know who’s the current owner of that URL, though.

As for the current URL, ritsu73... I’ve been holding it as a sideblog of mine, since Tumblr adds a “-blog” to the URL of blogs that’ve gone inactive - as you can see on my posts linked in this small text. I probably won’t do anything with it, but I can’t seem to let it go due to my attachment to the blog and the memories I have thanks to it.

If you have read until now, thank you so much for your attention! I don’t know if you have come across Ritsu’s blog in the past when it was active 12 years ago, or if you happened to find some post while searching or if you hadn’t even heard of it until now...

...but still, it’s really nice of you to stay and read through my long, reminiscing babbling. I appreciate it, truly. 

#just reminiscing on things #Namine Ritsu #Ritsu Namine

[sparrownatural]

Tagged by @trials-era-sam ilysm ana i'm sorry i'm the absolute worst at keeping in touch ;-;

Answer 30 questions and tag 20 blogs you want to get to know better. (Oh boy 20 is a lot lol we’ll see)

Name: emilio (but i also go by sam or see)

Sign: pisces sun, venus in aries, scorpio dominant

Height: 4'11

Birthday: march 15th!!

Time: 2:53 a.m.

Favorite band/artists: this is so hard for me to answer anymore bc i listen to almost entirely score music. some of my non-score artists that i like tho are nightwish, iamamiwhoami/ionnalee, emilie autumn, ethel cain, nicole dollanganger, jeff buckley, olafur arnalds, sufjan stevens, sleeping at last, red, kamelot, within temptation, anberlin...there's more that i'm forgetting, but those are the main ones that i listen to when i'm not listening to score music (which is literally almost never)

Last movie: j'ai tué ma mère (just watching it for my boy toy <3)

Last show: i've been rewatching the borgias and the cuphead show since season 2 of the latter just came out; i've been watching foundation with my sister and lycoris recoil with my friend lacie!!

What I post: this is a sam winchester blog first and foremost. then it's just a mad conglomeration of all the characters i love most in this godforsaken show

Last thing I googled: lol i genuinely don't remember and it wasn't even that long ago i used google; it probably had something to do with my writing tho.

Other blogs: @emiliosandozsequence (my main); @galatna (trauma blog; huge tw obviously); @askama (kidcore blog); @marydoriarussellpdf (multimuse rp blog that i'm still setting up); @thesparrowseriespdf (emilio sandoz rp blog that i'm revamping)

Do I get asks: lol no. i wish i got them more often tbh.

Following: 1,503

Average hours of sleep: 5-6, which sounds like a lot, but for me that's the equivalent of like 2-3. i need at least 10 hours of sleep to be functional.

Instruments: violin, piano, and i consider my voice an instrument so that too.

What I’m wearing: very large black nightgown that has a bunch of words that are related to sleep on it

Dream job: linguist, astronomer, theoretical physicist, vocalnologist, anthropologist, actress, author....there's so many things i'd like to study or do, but i'm stuck in this disabled body.

Dream trip: japan!! i want to go SO BAD, but i want to go for like a month or two so i can really see the whole country. either that or disney world again; i want to go back so fucking bad even tho they've fucked it up since i was last there.

Nationality: usa 🤢 but i'm half puerto rican

Favorite songs: at present?? video tape by olafur arnalds; unpunishable by ethel cain; harvester by ionnalee; a hero falls by michael abels

Last book I read: the sparrow lmao; still suck in this rut of trying to finish annotating this bad boy

3 fiction universes I’d live in: the foundation universe, RAKHAT, and...middle earth.

tagging: anyone that wants to!! you can say i tagged you!!

#this was fun <3 #emilio.txt

[ncwhereman]

Privet! Eto ya! Santa, snova!

(Hehehehehe)

🎄❤️🎅🌨️

"ohh i love these bands too! led zeppelin is the one i'm the least familiar with even though i've been meaning to give them a proper listen since forever, so i'd love some recs!"

PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE LISTEN TO THESE THREE SONGS IN NO PARTICULAR ORDER: TANGERINE, WHOLE LOTTA LOVE, STAIRWAY TO HEAVEN. GOD THEY'RE SO GOOD.

"i'm actually trying to learn to speak scouse now, i love the way it sounds 😭 maybe i should try the way brian epstein spoke next, not exactly RP but the kind of posh scouse very distinctive to him and his circle"

The scouse accent is so sexy, don't even start. And Brian's is so cute, not even just his accent, he is so cute!! I know you love him!!

"let the light in is so good! it was the song i was most excited about prior to the release and i still remember how i gasped when i heard the beatles line lmao. as for favorite songs UGH it's so hard to choose, but if we're talking about the most recent ones i'd say fingertips, kintsugi and candy necklace, and also pink champagne the demo, those have been on my mind for so long now. what about your favorite lana songs/albums?"

My three favourite Lana songs in no particular order: Art deco, Let the light in, Valley of the dolls (unreleased!!)

My favorite album is ultraviolence, literally perfection from start to finish.

Also what's your favourite Christmas song ehehe.

<33

thank you for the recs! i love all three but tangerine is so damn good how have i never heard it before... i'm guaranteed to have it playing in my mind for the next few days lmao

and it's so funny that i used to think i heard valley of the dolls a long time ago but i googled to make sure and it was leaked in 2020? and i'm pretty sure i haven't heard it before? but it's so good UGH too bad it's only a raw demo or so it seems at least :( lfl could've been perfect with some of the songs that never made it there and i agree, ultraviolence is my favorite too! with honeymoon pretty close to it

as for christmas song- i'd have to say war is over by john and yoko! other than it's heartbreaking and relevant as ever, i love the way it works very well as a song you could listen to at any other season

also not really a christmas song but i have to mention it: happy new year by abba. i've heard it every year since i was very little and i think only a year or two ago did i find out how Depressing the lyrics are and i love it even more now lmao

do you have any favorite christmas songs?

#srs23 #ask

[crescentcityhellmouth-rpg]

Out of Character Information

Name/Alias: Shelby 

Age: 31

NSFW Personal Preference: Fade to Black

Series/Season: Up to season 6 canon

Canon Changes: I have none other then what's already been change.

Activity Level: Other than work and occasional school work I'll pretty much be on. Sometimes i can even do replies, starters at work and post when I get up because I work 12 hour midnights every other weekend schedule.  

Time Zone: EST

RP Experience: I’ve been roleplaying since 2015 also managed a few groups

Best Mode of Contact : Discord

In Character Information

Desired Character: Damon Salvatore

Age:  24/174

OTP / NOTP: Damon x Faith

Housing: Damon will be living in Hyperion Hotel 237.

These questions are to be answered in sentence format — each one taking up three to four sentences on average.

01. Give us your thoughts on New Orleans? "I've been here before so it's great to be back, can't wait to tear it up like it's 1942. Slayers and hunters be damned."

02. Tell us how you feel about your species, and if you could change it what would you choose to be and why? "You should have asked me this a long time ago, because at one point I never wanted to be a vampire. However, after years of compilating it, It beats being a week and feeble human."

03. Please describe who is the most person important to you and why? "Elena because she makes me a better person, and I don't think I could ever be good without her. Nor do I want to be good without Elena."

04. Detail a specific point in time that has detrimentally changed you? "The death of my Father, that's when everything changed for my family. It's what changed Stefan, and in a way, it changed me. I never wanted to be a vampire originally not i can't think of anything more miserable then being human.

05. Explain (a few) bad habit(s) in detail that you’ve picked up over the years, if you remember when you started it describe that pivotal moment as well as what you’ve tried to do to cope with it? "Probably the blood lust and I'm not trying to cope with it. It's what I am why should i change what I know and love."

Playlist.

Happiness is Overrated — The Airborne Toxic Events

The song reminds Damon of Katherine, and how she basically treated him like shit, but he still loved her anyways.

High Hopes — Kodaline

This song reminds Damon and Elena and the possibility of getting back together. Once he can remind her of how great of a person he actually is.

Psycho Killer — Talking Heads

This song reminds Damon of the time that he was in New York in the '70s with Lexi before he left her on the roof when she was trying to get his humanity back on.

These songs should describe your character on emotional levels. Try to relate a song to a certain situation he / she has been through or an aspect of their personalities. We prefer you to put at minimum one sentence beneath each of your choices to inform us of your thinking on it, though it isn’t required.

Paragraph sample.

Damon was leaving out of Rousseau’s after drowning his sorrows with bourbon, and the amount that he had consumed was more than his usual amount. Damon was sick of trying to be good to please everyone especially Elena and then having the kindness that he had shown in the past mean nothing to anyone— It seemed like everyone had only focused on the bad parts of Damon such as killing Jeremy, Killing coach Tanner, abusing Caroline. Damon began stumbling around. Although he was a vampire it was still possible for him to get drunk, even though his tolerance was much higher than a human’s. Damon caught sight of a young girl walking down a dark alley. Damon took it upon himself to have a late-night snack to go along with the amount of booze he had been drinking. He quickly followed her into the alley and used his vampire super speed to speed in front of her.

He quickly grabbed her by the neck, “You are not going to run or scream,” he said as his blue eyes stared into hers—his pupils growing in size only to shrink again. Damon had compelled the unknown girl with blonde hair and blue eyes. She didn’t move or scream as Damon leaned towards her neck, and began feeding her. Damon usually preferred to play games with his victims, but tonight he had been aiming for the kill. As he punctured her neck the rusted taste had drowned his taste buds as he growled at her skin; one hand placed on her breast while the other was fastened in place on her shoulder just behind her neck to keep her from fidgeting away from him. Damon quickly pulled away and breathed out heavily as if he needed to catch his breath just before leaning back in to finish her off.

Once he heard her heartbeat begin to slow Damon counted the minutes before she finally became lifeless and dropped her body to the ground, “Well you're no fun— you sure didn’t last long.” he muttered to the dead female as he turned around and saw his brother Stefan standing behind him, “Hello brother,” He said not bothering to wipe the lingering blood from his face. A simple partial smile spread across his face.

Comments:

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#admin shelby application

[tc-doherty]

Hi! Happy STS!

Where did you get the original inspiration for your WIP? 

--Joy (@italiangothicwriteblr)

@italiangothicwriteblr

Hello, hello! Here is a verbatim representation of why I wrote Dragon's Daughter:

Me: man, I would really be on my bullshit if I wrote a knight/dragon romance

My roommate: do it

Me: okay

And then I wrote Dragon's Daughter! I did think it would be mildly interesting to play on the Princess In A Tower trope (I do that a lot, actually) but I rarely plan my books so I didn't go into it with some grand idea of what the story was going to be.

As for my other books…

The Ghost, Magic Black as Knight, Northbound, and Untitled 7 were all dreams that I had that I thought were cool.

Coyote Song was "I want to write a story about storytelling" mixed with "I want to write an animal story" and became the most pretentious thing that I've ever written. I still like it.

The Deadlands and Untitled 3 were based on things that I watched but which made me say "I could do it better"

The Desert of Claw and Fang was inspired by something that I read and I thought was kind of interesting, it doesn't really have anything in common with the original inspiration other than someone being given a prophecy about themselves and choosing to take the less easy option.

The Gryphon of Sirray is originally based on a plotline that my roommate (the same one as above) and I wrote out loud together while walking a million times on the track because she was preparing for a 5K or something. But I'm the one who wrote the book, and by this point it's not really recognizable from the original.

Hoofbeats is because I wanted to write about horses and was also partially inspired by my friend Ryan who gave me a lot of ideas for it but also said that he would never read it because he doesn't like horses LMAO it's still dedicated to him

The Huntress of Anihwen, Temitope, and Untitled 5 are based on existing fairytales and mythology. You could probably also put The Swan Husband in here but my rationale for that one was "I want to write gender shenanigans" mixed with "what about a less loved sibling having to take the place of their more loved sibling for reasons" and that was the plot I came up with for it.

Into the Witch's Wood and The Thief Queen are both actually stories that I sat down and planned out, I don't remember why.

Laero was inspired by Redwall!

Miracles… I honestly don't remember how I came up with the original idea for this one. It wasn't even that long ago LOL I just don't remember.

The Race of the Midday Moon was inspired by Call of the Wild and other dog sledding stories that I've loved since I was a kid!

Second Chances and Silverwood are both really old but predominantly got a lot of their defining features because I used them as cathartic stories and alternatives to self-harm when I was really, really depressed. Silverwood changed a lot because a lot of my friends got involved with it but Second Chances is still very personal to me. I actually never let anybody read it until just like 2 or 3 years ago.

Untitled 1 is based on an RP from middle school.

Untitled 2 is inspired by xianxia novels and shonen manga.

Untitled 4 is based on murder mysteries!

#writeblr #storyteller saturday #thanks!! #my stories

[saphirafoxgirlspost1]

(Open Rp) Summer, Romance, Drama, Kim possible Au and Dbz Au in "The Saiyans Angel"

Long Time Ago, Saphira Lived in Middleton and married Ron For 2 years. But Its Not Like a happy Marriage Oh no no, Saphira Founded Out That Ron Had an affair with kim For years..She moved to middleton before when she was a little girl and met Ron..They've been together for 12 years..until She Found out that Ron has changed..On that very Night, Saphira came home..She hears noises coming from the bedroom. She goes up there and Opens the Door, She Sees Ron and Kim Making love and She grew angry and her eyes turns blood red and she said,

Saphira: "Ronald Stoppable!!!! What in Blazes do you Think your Doing!?"

Ron And Kim Stopped with a Shocking look of their faces, Seeing Saphira Being Infuriated Of What She sees and Knew that they're Caught red Handed..and She said,

Saphira:" Ron ,How could you!? So This is What you've been Doing Every Night when I'm not Around, and YOU! *looked at Kim* Kimberly Ann Possible....How Could YOU As Well?!"

Kim: "Saph,,Saph I'm Sorry..I Didn't mean-"

Saphira Slapped Kim So Hard that Left a Harshful handmarks on her

Saphira:"Save it Kim! This is How you treat your bestfriend like this!? I trusted you! And yet You two took advantage of my Trustful Nature!....*turns to ron* And You..I knew you've been messing around with my best friend..When I Saw you Kissing my best friend, My heart was torn to pieces and you know what Hurts me the Most..Is that You Killed my Kids..I knew your little murderous secrets..and yes I told the police about it..You knew That I wanted a Family of my life and yet Here you are With my Who is So -called my best friend, You put Our kids on the back burner Permanantly....What do you have to Say for yourselves huh?..What did I ever Do to you two to cause this?..."

Ron:.."You..Did nothing at all"..

Saphira:"Then Why Ron?...Is it because Of my money is it?..*Turns to Kim* is this true too?..I want the truth Now.."

Ron : *Sighs* " Yes...Its true"

Saphira: *Got angry and pulls out a Divorce papers* I want You to Sign the Divorce Papers...And After that..I want you two out!..According to this Divorce papers..If he Or she cheats..Loses everything..And you ron..you lost everything..I already Sign it first and I have everything.."

When Ron Sign the divorce papers..And then She Kicked Him and Kim Out of her Life, No Matter How much Ron begged Saphira to come back to him or so..She'll never Forgive him for Doing Such evil toward this family and marriage..3 Months later...Before this divorce..She was a Laughing stock in whole middleton..She wanted to leave..until She found the Home fliers..She found a good Decent Home as it was really really far from Middleton..She has an idea..She can move back to the place where she met her old friend Name Goku..She kept Writing letters to him ever since she moves out..So She Sold rons house, car, and his own Prize possessions..She Bought the House far far away from Pepper city..So She use her spell to pack her Stuff and everything from the whole house..Theres one thing she can Do is leaving the letters to middleton..and Letting them know that They laughed at Her For the last Time..and she drives off and head to the places again..She saw her Big Home near the water falls..actually it was 3 water falls and she is going to enjoy this view..when she arrives and unpacking her stuff and all..She was going to start fresh of her life..She Smiles and celebrate of her freedom and new life..Siren, Her Maid was too celebrated as well to Sweet freedom and New Life..She sees the Old Book..She remembers that she is Studying saiyans...but then she sees the time traveling spells..Suddenly..when she said those words..she got sucked in by the portals..and went back in time where She landed at Planet vegeta..She Began to look Left and right..and sees guards as she felt nervous...She doesn't know what to do..but she began to grabbed something to disguised..as she turns that curtains into a Lovely white dress..and then She Opens her Big huge Silver wings..and change into a Human Form...She began to find a place to hide..until She hears the cries of two young Saiyans..she sighs..and sees them..So..She began to Take a deep breath calmly..and began to Sings beautifully with her Angelic voice,

"~Summer in the hills

Those hazy days i do remember

We were running still

Had the whole world at our feet

Watching seasons change

Our roads were lined with adventure

Mountains in the way

Couldn't keep us from the sea

Here we stand open arms

This is home where we are

Ever strong in the world that we made

I still hear you in the breeze

See your shadows in the trees

Holding on, memories never change~"

When she come to See those two Saiyans..She saw Goku and Broly..They became calm..then She kissed them on the forehead as a Blessing..those two saw them with a cute smiles..Then She sees the young prince vegeta, She comes to him and then Kissed his forehead..She saw him blushed and cooes..and she turns and began to sing..her voice echos in the kingdom..so beautifully..even oozarus can hear her...Then She hears the guards footsteps..She left 1 each Silver feathers and one of the guard spotted her..as the portal opens and got sucked in..and got back to her Original time..She looked left and right, She sighs in relief. The Next Morning, Saphira Went to the water falls for a morning swim..She relaxed and saw the cave..She wanted to try to see if it echos..She began to sing her beautiful song with her voice..

"~Summer in the hills

Those hazy days i do remember

We were running still

Had the whole world at our feet

Watching seasons change

Our roads were lined with adventure

Mountains in the way

Couldn't keep us from the sea

Here we stand open arms

This is home where we are

Ever strong in the world that we made

I still hear you in the breeze

See your shadows in the trees

Holding on, memories never change~"

She giggles but little does she knows that someone heard her..and then...

#Open Rp #Romance #Dbz Au #Kimpossible Au #Saiyan Angel #Summer

[yellowocaballero]

Jon & Sasha Arson fic

Little fragment of an idea that never went anywhere. No reason for it. Just thought it would be funny. I was right. Rest under the cut. 

Most people who were unlucky enough to meet Jonathan Sims assumed he had no friends.

This was true, up to a point two weeks after Jon became a researcher at the Magnus Institute: afterwards Jon had no friends, except for Sasha James.

Sasha James was attributable to arson.

Most people who were unlucky enough to meet Jonathan Sims assumed he had no friends. 

This was true, up to a point two weeks after Jon became a researcher at the Magnus Institute: afterwards Jon had no friends, except for Sasha James. 

*******

Sasha James was attributable to arson.

Arson was attributable to a bookshelf of Leitners, humming strange songs and spewing toxic energy into the air in rhythmic hissing motions. The Leitners were attributable to Artifact Storage, a testament to mankind’s hubris and a modern-day tower of Babel where a group of underpaid academics found themselves stress testing kevlar and fire suppression systems each day. Artifact Storage was attributable to the Magnus Institute, where Jon had managed to land a job after three months of desolate post-graduate unemployment. And the Magnus Institute was attributable to - well, probably Jonah Magnus, but Jon found that it was likely a bit of a reach to blame a long dead Regency gentleman for all of his problems. 

Jon needed this job. London was expensive and so were funerals, and he couldn’t keep living on life insurance forever. It was even a good job, with decent pay and the exact kind of limp, half-hearted academia that the private sector promised disillusioned English mastery holders. His coworkers were nice - well, Tim was nice, everybody else seemed to hate him for the same reason that everybody else hated him, likely intimidated by how smart he was - and the commute was short. He couldn’t afford to lose this job. Spiritually, metaphysically, and literally. 

Which was why he should stop staring at this piece of paper. The follow-up research to a statement given by some idiot unlucky enough to cross paths with what was certainly a Leitner. 

‘ORIGINATION OF PHENOMENA ISOLATED’, the page read out professionally, yet chipperly, like a young woman in a new office job. ‘ITEM QUARANTINED WITHIN ARTIFACT STORAGE (46B.1)’. 

Hm. 

Jon pushed down on the floor, rolling himself a meter to the left.

“Say, er, Mr. Stoker.”

Tim “I’m only four years older than you, please call me Tim” Stoker, who had been thumping away on his cheap plastic keyboard either writing up a report or messaging someone on one of those infernal casual sex websites, pulled down his headphones and blinked at Jon owlishly, before splitting his face into a grin. Jon could practically hear the David Attenborough-style narration within his mind: ‘After long weeks leaving out food for the wild Simothan, the feral yet gentle animal approaches the researcher of his own volition. A win for scientists everywhere.’

“Yes, Jon?” Tim asked, in an uncanny yet hopefully unintentional RP drawl. 

“What’s Artifact Storage?”

“God, I wish I was you,” Tim said feelingly. But he nodded sagely anyway, milking his ‘wise senpai’ thing for all it was worth. Jon could practically feel Tim calling himself a senpai. It was kind of embarrassing. “You know the shady room locked deep within the basement that exudes a terrible aura of malice and hatred towards you specifically?”

“The gender neutral bathroom?” Jon asked, confused. 

“No, the one that always smells somewhat of blood. You hear screams sometimes?”

“The Archives!”

“Yes, but no! It’s Artifact Storage. If the researchers dig up any creepy shit from a statement, or if a statement giver brings in something that melts the metal detector, then we dump it in Artifact Storage and let those miserable fucks take care of it.”

“Is it more of a containment facility, or would you say that they conduct experiments?”

But Tim just shrugged. “My source down there tells me that they do some experiments to justify their budget, but it’s mostly unscientific. Poke this and I’ll give you twenty quid, that kind of thing. They say that if you really want a sick day, all you have to do is touch a mysterious rock and whisper your mother’s name -”

“Fantastic, thank you for your help, must go back to filling now,” Jon said quickly, skittering back to his own desk. He tried to distract himself from the terrifying thought of the basement full of supernatural nuclear bombs underneath his feet by trying to remember his mother’s name, but he was stuck on if it was Marjorie or Margaret. Mary Anne?

Maybe Tim’s personal Meerkat Manor series of Jon’s life had paid off - Sims Shack? - more than Jon would like, because Tim squinted at Jon in an unsettlingly familiar way. As if he knew exactly what Jon was thinking about the literature of mass destruction, and he really wanted Jon to be thinking literally anything else. 

“I wouldn’t go down there if I were you, Jon,” Tim warned, sounding a little like a horror movie trailer. “Bushy tailed college grads who go down there don’t come out the same as they went in.”

“I’ll take that under advisement, Mr. Stoker.”

“For the love of christ call me Tim!”

It really was a pity - Jon had actually liked this job. 

*******

It was remarkably easy to commit arson in central London.

Jon had done it once or twice. Three times, actually, although when you think about it arson was a criminal charge and only truly existed so long as someone was charged with it, so technically you could say that Jon had done arson zero times. In his defense, you try making it through Oxford without doing anything embarrassing. 90% of your time was in class or schoolwork and 10% of it was being hazed. At least Jon hadn’t fucked any pigs. 

Jon hit up the usual stores, and stashed the usual implements in his rucksack. It was a careful week after his conversation with Tim, as he couldn’t afford for the older man to connect the dots. He made a show of going home at a timely five pm, startling everybody around him, and paced in a tight circle around his flat until he gave up and watched mindless telly until the clock struck midnight. 

He took a cab to the park a few blocks down from the Institute, and walked the rest of the way. It was a cool, dim night in London, and the foot-traffic had slowed down to a steady trickle of young people in tight clothing. Jon pulled down his baseball cap on his head, fished a key out from his pocket given to him by a helpful and friendly janitor, and took a back entrance into the Institute. 

Said helpful and friendly janitor, whose allegiance had been won because Jon was a “nice young lad” and “I always wanted to burn down the place myself, I’m happy to see the next generation give it a go” had helpfully told Jon that there were no security cameras inside the Institute. A grievous oversight, but good luck for Jon tonight. He took the stairs down to the basement, zipping his jacket up tight against the inescapable chill, and pushed his hat further down his head as he navigated his way towards Artifact Storage.

He unlocked the door with the janitor’s key, hands shaking, and slipped inside into the dusky and unlit room. 

It was pitch-black, and Jon quickly fished a torch out of his backpack. He flipped it on, letting it slowly scan the room. It was the lobby into Artifact Storage, familiar from his stake-out missions: you walked in, met the bored woman behind the desk, checked in or checked out what you wanted, and if you needed to go inside she would press the button that unlocked the heavy climate-controlled door and let you into the hallway inside. The only other door in the lobby was to the office of the Director of Artifact Storage, a terrifying short and squat woman with silver hair pulled into a bun. 

Jon leaned over the counter and jammed the button, holding his breath until he heard the door click open. He quickly twisted the handle, swung the heavy door out, and slipped inside, taking care to grab one of the chairs in the lobby and prop it open. Quick escapes were necessary. 

He was in. 

The torch lit up a map taped up to the wall, and Jon squinted at it. Section A, Section B, Section C...he remembered the classification from the document he read a week ago, and slowly walked down the hallway until he found the heavy climate controlled door marked ‘SECTION B’. He carefully wrenched it open, taking care to grab a rolling cart and using it to prop the door open, before stepping inside. He fished the canister of gasoline and the lighter out of his backpack, giving the gasoline a good shake. 

It was a library. Small, and instead of shelves there were long metal racks with filing boxes stretching long into the darkness, but Jon knew a library when he saw one. Each box had a clipboard attached to it, and most boxes had very large and terrifying stickers on them painted sickly yellow or dangerous red. 

The only thing in the library that wasn’t a filing rack was a battered and beat couch. And the only person in the room besides Jon was a woman, blinking up at Jon blearily from where she had been passed out on the couch. 

“Er,” Jon said. 

The woman sat up, squinting at Jon’s torchlight until he guiltily aimed it just to her left. She had a wild mane of curly brown hair, and was wearing a pencil skirt and ruffled burgundy blouse. A blazer was folded at one end of the couch, clearly being used as a pillow, and she looked strongly as if Jon had just woken her up from a very nice nap. 

“Whuh,” the sleepy woman said. 

“My mistake,” Jon said, “this isn’t the loo. Go back to bed, this is - er, a very bad dream, goodnight.”

“Whutuhiseet,” the woman slurred. 

“It’s - very late, go back to bed.”

“Alright,” the woman said, falling back on the couch. After a second, her snores echoed through the room again. 

Jon very slowly crept backwards. Actually, on second thought, his mission could wait for tomorrow. Bit of a cock block, this, but that was alright - 

“Hey! Who are you!”

Jon, hand on the handle of the door, squeaked and turned around. 

The woman was back up again, and this time she seemed actually awake. She was frowning mightily at Jon, and was already sliding off the couch in stocking feet to glare at him. Jon was aware that he did not look like an innocent person in these events. The gasoline did not help.

The woman’s eyes trailed to the gasoline, then widened. Jon ineffectually tried to hide it behind his back. 

“You’re trying to burn down Artifact Storage!” the woman accused, somewhat fairly.

“Not all of Artifact Storage,” Jon said guiltily, “just the Leitners.”

The woman stared at him further, as if she was a special guest on Tim’s Sims Shack nature documentary. 

“Why,” the woman said slowly, “would you want to do that?”

Despite himself, Jon found himself puffing up in indignation. “They’re evil, nasty little books that shouldn’t exist. Forget studying and - and containing them, we should be making sure no more of them ever disgrace the world again. We should be burning every one we see. They’re pure evil given literary form, they are a disgrace to books and libraries, and if I ever met Leitner myself I would beat him to death with a rusty pipe for subjecting me to his fucked up books.”

The woman stared at him. 

Finally, she said, “I’m Sasha James. Want some help?”

“I - er, wouldn’t that get you in trouble, Ms. James?” 

“I like this job but I hate Leitner and his fucked up books more,” Sasha said gravely. 

Jon, having found a kindred spirit, held out the lighter. 

Sasha James took it, a wide grin splitting her face. 

*********

Jon didn’t remember much else of that night. 

There was definitely arson involved - or, seeing as they hadn’t gotten caught, just some good old-fashioned fire starting. He had the sense that they had both been so giddy with adrenaline that they had immediately joined the raging uni students in the late night bars, toasting their success in toasting. There had probably been quite a bit of alcohol.

When he woke up the next morning, it was in his narrow and uncomfortable bed, face to face with an unfamiliar snoring woman. For a second, two, Jon was briefly convinced that he had done something so drastically out of character it meant that a fucked up book had body swapped him with Tim. Bodyswapping was more likely than him having casual sex. 

Then Jon remembered the arson, and he exhaled in relief as his life made sense again. 

“Ms. James,” Jon whispered, poking her in the arm. She snuffled and muttered something. Jon poked her harder. “Ms. James, we have work.”

Sasha turned around, turning her back to him and pulling up the blankets. “Go back to bed, Tim.”

Ti - oh god. Jon felt like he was in a CW drama. This was why he didn’t interact with people, far too much likelihood that he would accidentally end up interacting with somebody who had sex.

“Ms. James,” Jon hissed, extremely embarrassed, “you have to get up!”

“Mergh mergh fuck off,” Sasha James said. 

Jon, like a true gentleman and hero, got up and made them both strong tea. He squinted at Sasha, recalling everything he knew about her (slept a lot, liked arson, hated Jurgen Leitner) before digging out some instant coffee and making some of that too. Finally, after shoving a hot cup of sludgey black liquid at the woman, she grabbed the cup and chugged it until she was able to sit up and open her eyes. 

She blinked at Jon, who was already picking his hair in an attempt to get ready for work. He could clearly see the thoughts ‘you aren’t Tim’ run through her brain. Hah! He could be the narrator of the nature documentary for once!

“Uh,” Sasha James said, “I’m sorry, did we…?”

“Commit arson? Yes.” Jon paused a beat. “But as I don’t believe we were caught, call it an indoor campfire.”

Sasha James drank more of her coffee. Jon grabbed his clothing and disappeared into the loo to get changed. 

When he re-entered his bedroom, she snapped her fingers at him. “Right! We got pissed after! Good times, mate!”

“I have to assume,” Jon said politely. He was doing his very best to be very polite, because Jon knew he was rude and didn’t want his new coworkers to know that until his probation period was over. Maybe he should have waited until after his probation period for the arson? Would it look bad on his annual review? “Do you need to borrow some clothing? I think we’re about the same size.” Oh, no, was that rude to say to a woman?

Sasha James squinted at him. “It’s like you’re not hungover at all. How old are you?”

“Twenty five?” Be polite, Jon! “And you’re...thirty seven?”

“I’m thirty one, asshole!”

Oh no. Women hated it when you called them old. “You don’t look a day over twenty seven!” Jon cried, panicked. 

“Have you met a woman?”

“I had a grandmother?”

“I’m going back to bed,” Sasha James said. 

Unfortunately, Jon knew that it would be very suspicious if they both skipped, so he forced Sasha into one of his suits that...looked much nicer on her than him, but whatever, and hustled them both to work. Now that the adrenaline had worn away and the sense of purpose in his holy mission had burned up with the cleansing flames, Jon found himself biting his nails in agony in the Underground. 

They had to know. Someone must have caught them. Maybe there were secret CCTVs in the Institute. Maybe Sasha was going to rat him out - but she had helped, so wouldn’t she just be ratting out herself? Was she a double agent? Mr. Bouchard was never going to forgive him, no matter how nice he was and how much he seemed to like Jon to the point where he rather wished someone had given him the ‘Stranger Danger’ speech as a child so he would know what to do. Jon was going to go to jail, or worse - get fired. 

Sasha, cooly sipping her coffee and looking somewhat fly in sunglasses and his suit, did not seem disturbed by any of this. Jon’s rapidly spiralling panic attack must have been obvious, because she casually flicked a finger on his forehead. Jon yelped with pain. 

“Take it easy, mate. If they catch us, I’ll just say that the books made us do it.”

Jon scowled at her, rubbing his smarting forehead. “The books?”

“Sure.” She waved her fingers spookily as the Underground rattled forward into the heart of London. “Brainwashed us to do their evil bidding of -”

“Destroying them?”

“There’s a lot of arson Leitners,” Sasha James said sagely. “Trust me, this is just a normal day in Artifact Storage.” She clapped him reassuringly on the shoulder, and Jon fought a blush. “Don’t worry. We performed a public service, kiddo. St. Peter’s gonna give us a medal when we get to the pearly gates.”

“I’m an adult,” Jon said, scandalized. He had gray hair!

“Well, I guess, but I don’t know your name, so…”

 Jon squinted at her. She squinted at him back. 

“You’re thinking that if you don’t give me your name I can’t rat you out to the feds,” Sasha said flatly. 

Jon pursed his lips. 

Finally, he settled on, “You don’t rat me out to the feds and I won’t tell them that you’re in an illicit relationship with Mr. Stoker.”

“Mr. - how did - what!”

“It’s Jonathan Sims,” Jon said gruffly, crossing his arms. He was slightly hungover and his nerve were jittery and he had set fire to his workplace the previous night, but somehow Jon thought that his heart was jackrabbiting in his chest for a different reason. Somehow Jon felt as if his heart couldn’t stop thumping behind his sternum because Sasha James was staring at him, head cocked, as if he was a mystery she was interested in finding out. “That’s my name.”

Sasha James stared at him, as if surprised, before her face broke into a wide and happy smile. Jon hunched his shoulders up, embarrassed, faintly aware he was blushing. “It’s nice to meet you, Jonathan!” Then she grabbed him by the collar, shaking him slightly. “And there is nothing illicit about me and Tim, and there is nothing between me and Tim at all, we are just friends, so get that out of your little head -”

The train rattled on towards the Magnus Institute, and towards the slight smell of smoke in the air. 

*******

Sasha: are you coming 2 the pub w/us 2nite?

Sasha: come onnn you should comeee don’t feel awkwardddd 

Sasha: I know you hate a) group settings b) drunk people c) Tim in a group d) drunk Tim and e) Tim drunk in a group but that’s no reason not to come!

Sasha: Tim is physiologically incapable of not adopting men 3-5 years younger than him it’s in his blood you can’t escape his affection

Sasha: or at least I find it funny so I’m not letting you

Sasha: Jonnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn

Jon: Yes I’ll come, I need to talk to both of you.

Sasha: WAHOO

Sasha: wait

Sasha: really?

Sasha: did you commit ars*on again

Sasha: wait if you did don’t tell me the courts can request text transcripts

Jon: No, I just need your advice on an urgent matter.

Sasha: do you need to be drunk to do it

Jon: ...maybe.

Jon: ....Mr. Bouchard offered me the Head Archivist Job?

Jon: Which is stupid because I’ve worked here for barely four years and you’ve worked here for about ten years I think. And you’ve published five papers in parapsychological research. I know I helped you figure out that this place is a weird trauma mill but it was really mostly you. It’s completely ridiculous to promote me and I’m afraid it’s favoritism. For potentially heinous ends? This feels awful because it’s such an honor but I would never stop feeling stressed and guilty because I know so many more people (like you) are so much more qualified. Or qualified at all.

Sasha: holy shit

Sasha: ...do you remember the speech I gave you on stranger danger?

Jon: I’m afraid to mention this to Tim because he might beat up Mr. Bouchard for both my honor and yours.

Sasha: Jesus at this point I don’t even want a fucking job anymore. What bullshit. I’m never going to get promoted and I just need to accept that. This isn’t your fault, Jon, seriously, thank you for telling me. 

Sasha: we can talk about this at the pub

Sasha: in private. Off the radar. 

Jon: Looking forward to it :)

Jon: did I use the emoticon right?

Sasha: Yes, Jon, you did everything right. 

#tma #jonathan sims #the magnus archives #tma fanfic #the magnus archives fanfic #sasha james-centric #this is an implied fix-it everybody lives fic #crack #comedy #absolutely nothing sad? in a MEG FIC? #sasha james #tim stoker #jon is based off me at a new job anxiously calling everyone 'mr' #rest assured sasha is trans but it just never came up #my writing