#it was supposes to be an ooc post but here i rambled and not make any sense at all

[versadies]

YOU COULD HAVE MINE..

SALUTATIONS. you can have mine (sagau)

ADDRESSED. slight yan!zhongli (w/ gn!reader)

CONTENT. sagau content, heavy religious themes, creator!reader, angst/no-fluff, yandere themes, ooc, mentions of blood and violence, character death (minor), spoilers to liyue archon quest act 3, inspired by j’s lullaby (darlin’ i’d wait for you)

STAMP. in which zhongli faces the consequences of his actions as he resorts to delusions and dreams where everything is okay.

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POST-SCRIPT. here’s a sagau fic after months !!! ill try to be more active and post more sagau fics, enjoy fellow comrades <333

SAGAU MASTERLIST \ MAIN MASTERLIST

“Zhongli,” You greeted with a smile on your face as you watch your beloved acolyte enter your lounge room, “you’ve come just in time for my brunch time, care to be my company?” 

He smiles in response, pink dusted off his cheeks. Who is he to reject the opportunity to spend time with the divine creator themselves? 

“Of course, your grace.”

He sees the way your eyes brighten, something that makes his heart set ablaze, and you instantly gesture to him to sit on the chair that’s across from yours. “Come, come! You should try these biscuits, I heard that they're becoming famous recently and..”

As you continue to ramble on and on about the biscuits, Zhongli listens to every word and takes it to heart, the smile never left off from his face. This is exactly how he wanted his life to go, spending the rest of his forever with you as you enjoy his company as much as he enjoys yours. 

“Take a bite.” You said, raising a biscuit towards the retired archon’s mouth. 

His cheeks turned red from the fact that he’s about to be fed by you. “I suppose I shouldn’t… refuse such an offer from your grace.” He spoke before leaning towards your hand and bit the biscuit.

“Does it taste sweet?” You asked, watching him chewing the biscuit with an anticipated look. It was sweet just as you rambled, but not as sweet as this moment.

Before he could answer, your face morphs into something unsettling. 

“Does it taste real enough for you to not think this is a dream?” 

Suddenly, he wakes up. It hits him that he’s in Mt. Aocang, alone with nothing but his thoughts and daydreams. Thoughts about how he’ll never come to find a moment just like the one he daydreams. 

Ever since the day the imposter that Zhongli devoted himself to hunt and harm proved to be the divine creator, he can understand why mortals often get stuck to their fantasies and dreams. 

How could he be so blind? 

“Zh-Zhongli, please..” You begged in a desperate tone as he came towards you with his weapon, ready to kill you the moment he’s close to you. “I didn’t do anything wrong.”

“Still in denial, are you?” Zhongli spoke up, unamused by your cowardice and patheticness. “You dare to play as the innocent when you’ve committed a grave sin? You dare to use the face of our grace and pretend there’s nothing wrong–”

“This is my real face!” You scream, shoulders shaking as you place your hands on your head. “Why can’t everyone understand that? Why can’t you see I don’t have any ill intentions?! Why can’t you leave me alone!?” 

Because he was too enamored by the creator to realize he was worshiping a fake. He was still in a daze where all he wanted was for the creator to appreciate him and his efforts, and killing the “imposter” was one way to do it.

He was a fool that got tricked and committed the worst sin there is in Teyvat.

The moment the situation with Osial was handled, Zhongli immediately fled to Inazuma to see if Childe was telling the truth, and indeed he did.

He finds himself standing in front of Tenshukaku amidst the chaos in Inazuma City that’s currently ambushed by rifthounds and the golden wolflord, staring at the familiar face in horror as it dawns on him what he and his people had done. 

They’ve been harming their creator this whole time. And they’re now facing the consequences of it. 

It felt like he was seeing a whole new person. Instead of seeing the usual fear and desperate look on your face, all he sees is vengeance and anger in you, who’s covered in blood and bruises from who he assumes is the true imposter – the damned rascal who managed to trick many nations into thinking they’re the creator. 

For the first time, Zhongli felt scared for life. 

“...Your.. Your grace…” He breathed out, kneeling down. “Forgive me… Forgive me and my people… We were foolish and–”

“Who knew it’d take your nation to be at risk for you to finally listen to me.” You said in a monotone, unphased from the unusual sight of the retired archon in a pathetic state. “Let’s face it, it’s too late for you to apologize for you and your people.” 

“I’m aware,” He clenches his fists. Angry at himself for being so blind. “But please allow me to redeem myself – I’m willing to face the punishments as long as I get to be beside you, your grace–!” 

“Who do you think you are to assume you’re worth being beside me, Morax?” Your eyes narrow. “I wanted you to listen to me, I wanted you to stop attacking me– but you didn’t listen and believe me, did you?” 

He shook his head slowly, the regret slowly starting to eat him away. “I.. I did not..”

“Then you have no reason nor right to be considered as my acolyte, Morax. You have no right to kneel and beg for forgiveness when you had the chance long before I knew who I was.” You felt like you were burning inside from the memories you had during the hunt, feeling angrier as you remember the things he had done to you. 

You then wipe the blood of the imposter away from your cheek, convincing yourself you’re not crying. “You’re lucky I only awakened Osial and not those who are from the damned,” You whispered, walking down the stairs as you ignored the statue of the raiden shogun crumbling down, a sign that the electro archon has finally lost it. “I was just being merciful.” 

You then leaned towards his face. It felt like he’s no longer facing the scared ( Name ) who always runs away from the sight of him and others who tried to kill them, and is facing the angered Creator who was betrayed by their own people due to their foolish desires to impress the fake. 

“The least you can do is to get out of my way and out of my face, Morax.” You felt sadistic for feeling satisfied with the way Zhongli’s face contorts to disbelief. “Seeing you right now.. Disgusts me more than the imposter’s rotting corpse.” 

He stares down at the tea he drank, his thoughts flooded with what-ifs and denial. If he could turn back in time, he would take back everything he had done to you. He would do anything to be in those who are in your favor’s position, even if he had to take down Teyvat to ruins. 

But alas, there’s nothing he could do. 

That’s why the consultant resorts to spending his days dreaming and being delusional of what could’ve been if he knew you were the creator all along. 

That was the only thing he could do while waiting for you to somehow let him come to you and serve you properly this time, even if the chance was slim. 

Tell him to do the impossible – get you the sun, the stars, the moon, or the extinct – and he’ll do everything he can to do it if that means you’ll accept him in your little world that has you and those who are by your side loyally. 

He'll do anything to get out of this hell, a hell where the creator despises him more than anything.

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[sydney-the-faithful]

Welcome to my blog!

Hello! I'm Sydney, it's a pleasure to meet you :) I started this account mainly to scroll & look around, but it seems to have been passed around school as a "good way to contact me"? Um. With my busy schedule, I don't post as much as I'd like to, but feel free to send a message!

I'm a library assistant & spend most of my time out-of-school either at the temple, or helping my father with his shop. When I'm able to find free time, I like to hear people discuss books and share aesthetic photo posts on here :) It isn't often, but it's a joy nonetheless. You know what they say, "There's no rest for the pious!" ^^

P.S.: (Because I've been getting asks about it...) Please, don't send me messages complaining about your books being overdue. You know the rules, there's really nothing I can do about it unless you want to get the headmaster involved.

Thanks!

Main Tags for Organization: #sydney_speaks — All of my thoughts in one place! ((1st person POV. In-character responses. Sydney replies/makes the posts.)

#sydney_scenarios — ((3rd person POV. Allows scenarios, highlights in-person rp scenes instead of having Sydney solely communicate through Tumblr. Also, gives a more in-depth view of their thoughts/feelings/actions.))

#personal — About me! Deeper, more interpersonal thoughts & feelings.

#recommended to me — Books, poems, songs & other pieces of media that I've been requested to check out :)

#library inquiries — For those too shy to talk to me in person, I suppose.

#+love — ((+Lust?)) Posts that I find endearing <3

#+corruption — A stockpile of suggestive posts that are sorted for later to be discussed in the confessional. ...Or ignored entirely. #destructive confessions — Categorizes my more... depraved anons? Mostly those who want to be harmed/harm me.

#((ooc)) — ((out of character. Thoughts, ramblings, & account updates from yours truly!))

More out-of-character info under the cut! Please read!

This is a roleplay blog run by @macabrecravings! The character I write for is Sydney the Faithful from Degrees of Lewdity. Please DNI if you are under 18!

Mainly, I run this blog as masc Sydney but absolutely feel free to refer to them as any gender w/ any body parts. Doesn't matter much to me, I'm just here to have a silly time writing for them!

Starting off, I intend to portray faithful Sydney, if y'all end up corrupting them that would be really fun to see :P

You can roleplay in any style! Whether that be plainly asking them questions to answer, sending in full fledged scenarios/traditonal roleplay, etc. I'll gladly take them all and reply as best I can!

Some responses may be ooc, but I'll try my best! This is just a random blog anyway, don't take it too seriously. Not trying to overwrite canon here, LOL.

If I'm uncomfortable with a certain ask, I'll most likely just delete or ignore it! So, be free! Send whatever! You'll never know unless you try :D

*OC/In character interactions are open and encouraged!!

(Last edited: April 3th, 2024.)

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[lucillele]

𝐍𝐞𝐰 𝐅𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐬 | 𝟐

Shuri x Black!fem!reader

Summary: Going to a party with your “friends” seemed like it going in the wrong turn but luckily you met someone special.

Warning: angst, insecurities/anxiety, fake friends, long paragraph at the end, cursing, possibly ooc shuri idk

A/N: Si La Quieres was playing when I was writing this and I was like aww then I got to the angst. Also, I actually proofread it this time which means I am never not proofreading and posting stuff again. Good news is I actually enjoyed writing and reading it. Credit to @vargskelegore for the hbcu shuri idea

It had been about a week since you and Shuri met at that party. You still cringed at the thought of the things that you said from the car to the way through the dorms but Shuri assured you it was fine and actually quite funny to experience. She had definitely made life more enjoyable while you went through the emotionally tiring transition of weeding out those “friends” out of your life.

She had even gotten you out of your comfort zone a bit. This bond between you two had brought up questions but luckily you were used to ignoring the things you didn’t want to hear. It was quite amusing when you did listen though. It did bring out a feeling of jealousy you didn’t know you had. The relationship didn’t start off with pure platonic feelings or attraction on your part but you thought it would eventually fade out as you got closer. Oh were you wrong.

Shuri had been calling you for a few seconds now but you were too focused on getting this paper done at the last minute. She had resorted to leaning forward out of her chair and flicking a finger under your chin to get your attention causing you to furrow your brows in confusion. It wasn’t unusual for her to touch you in some way as she had gotten more comfortable and started always having her hands on you in some way which did not help your feelings at all. “You didn’t hear the previous 5 times I was calling you?” She said, laughing a bit. You thought about it before facepalming. “I’m so sorry. I waited until the last minute to do this paper and..” you stopped to hopefully not reveal anything.

“And? You usually pass these classes without even trying. What’s really wrong?” She said, looking at you attentively. The fact that she had noticed these things prior to your meeting had made your breath hitch a bit.

“I guess I’m just tired between this and the girls.” You said, hoping she would buy it especially since it was technically the truth just not all of it. She nodded, giving you a sympathetic smile before grabbing your computer. She clicked the touchpad a few times, probably making sure whatever you wrote was saved, and then closed your laptop. You just sat there watching her get up from the chair beside your bed and walk to the door until she turned around and looked at you like you were crazy. “Come on! We’re going to take a break.” You hesitantly got up and walked to the door which she held out for you. “Where are we going?” You asked. “It’s a surprise.” Shuri said with a smile that made you almost forget about all of your problems.

The “break” had ended up being longer than you expected with Shuri claiming she wanted to give everything a chance. You were grateful though, she was able to get your mind off of everything and became a good person to confide in considering she had heard the worst of it when you first met. Now she had you rambling, most likely off of the pure sugar you were running off of at the moment, about anything that came to mind. “I was so damn focused on pleasing them that I neglected everything. I haven’t even done anything besides attend classes. That is not what I came here for.” You said, the last part making Shuri’s eyebrows furrow.

You let out a few giggles before trying to explain yourself. “I mean that’s like 50% of what I came here for but you know college is supposed to be fun. You’re supposed to be able to grow here and I’ve been doing the opposite.” You said before stuffing your mouth with ice cream.

As you talked, Shuri nodded and smiled taking in everything before responding. “On a good note, you can afford to focus on something other than classes. On another good note, you have me.” She said giving you that same smile that made everything else not matter.

You looked at her for a second smiling before averting your eyes to try to make yourself not obvious. Despite your feelings for her developing minute after minute when you were around her or thinking about her, you were getting more comfortable with being close to her. Your first instinct was to avoid possible rejection and avoid her but this was different. “I have one question. How long it’s going to take for you to forget about you know what?” You said, leaning forward a bit to whisper the last part.

“I hope never.” She said, smiling from across the table. “No! I was probably weird! Why would you want to remember that?”

“It was the most interesting thing that happened that day.” She said. “You are pretty weird though. I like it.” You stared at her for a minute with a sort of “done” look making her bust out laughing. “See and now I get to see things like that.” She said in between laughs. “Are you happy?” You said in a deadpan tone but trying not to smile. “Yes, very much.” She said with a wide smile.

Two weeks went by with you and Shuri hanging out randomly and you had become pretty good friends by now. You’d started to get more comfortable around her but that only made your feelings harder to hide. It had become a whole thing between ‘Should I tell her?’ and ‘No! I’ve only known her for almost a month now.’ And you thought it was hard to hide it two weeks ago.

You and Shuri were now in her dorm room “studying.” You both had abandoned everything early on in the session, deciding to watch tv instead which had become routine by now. Sure, it wasn’t helping your workload but you had learned not to care about anything else around Shuri which became something she lightly scolded you about.

You were both snuggled under the fluffy blanket you came wrapped in when you knocked on her door to pull an all nighter. Shuri just laughed at you and let you in, saying you would be the first one to fall asleep and wouldn’t last even half the night. You were determined to prove her wrong and spend more time with her but she didn’t need to know that last part.

It wasn’t looking good for you about 2 hours in as all the little comments and context you were giving Shuri had ceased. She noticed this of course along with how your head gravitated to leaning back onto her shoulder but you kept trying to keep yourself awake and your head straight. She smiled and said nothing about it for a while even when your head actually fell onto her for a few seconds. However, you quickly woke up and sat up. “Are you sleepy?” Shuri said in a teasing tone, looking down at you.

“No.” You mumbled and heard her laugh at how you were being as stubborn as a child. “It’s ok if you are.” She said, giving you a soft look. If only you would look back at her and see how she was looking at you right now. Then, there would be no doubt in your mind about how she felt about you but you kept your eyes on the TV, too distracted with trying to prove you were awake. “No.” You repeated even as your eyes were shutting on their own. Shuri cupped your cheek and guided your head towards her shoulder. You immediately gave in and cuddled closer to her causing Shuri to tense up a bit before relaxing again, but you were too asleep to notice that and how her heart was suddenly beating faster.

You woke up with a gentle light shining in the room. You sat up and stretched before realizing that it wasn’t your room or your bed and you were alone. You turned to find the source of the light snores you heard and found Shuri slightly cuddled up to you. Your first instinct was to run to the bathroom and freak out there but not wanting to wake her up, you tried to freak out in your head instead.

Of course, the first explanation you thought off wasn’t the most positive because of past *experiences* but eventually you figured out what happened which at least helped you feel better. Sort of. That combined with her being beside you didn’t help your shocked state right now. You had taken a few peeks at Shuri, the seemingly peaceful state she was in making you calm as well. You had taken too many peeks though, causing you to be blessed with her beautiful morning voice. “How do I look?” She asked before opening her eyes and smiling at you.

Your eyes widened a bit before you got the courage to respond. “You’ve gotten a little bit of slobber right here. Oh, and lines all over your face.” You said, turning to her and using your elbow you prop yourself up. She was actually convinced for a bit until she saw your mischievous smile. “You think you’re funny?” She said, giving you a look that would’ve melted you if you weren’t feeling so bold right now. “I do, yes.” Shuri shook her head smiling at you before checking the time, making her smile disappear. “Shit!” she said, jumping out of bed.

“What’s wrong?” You said, sitting up. She stopped for a second and turned around to look at you. “Nothing! I just have to take care of something.” She said, walking to the bathroom. You started to get up and gather your things when Shuri walked out of the bathroom out of her pajamas and in a new tracksuit. You couldn’t help but do a double take and tried to cover it up with pretending that you were looking for something. “You don’t have to leave if you don’t want to.” She said smiling at you as she hurried and got everything he needed.

You gave her a small nod and smiled at her. There was a bit of silence for a moment so you resorted to cleaning up to be a good “guest” when you felt Shuri come closer to you. “Make sure to eat something okay? And actually study.” She said in a caring tone, taking your hand in hers. She’d started doing gestures like these more often since you’d opened up to her more. While your jokes and quirks were funny, she worried about your wellbeing when you had way too much on your mind.

“No promises.” You said only to be met with silence and a look from Shuri as she had her hand on the doorknob. “Kidding.” You said sheepishly and watched as she left, the eye contact making your ears burn.

You took up on her offer to stay for a little bit and took in every detail of her dorm. It was much better decorated then yours for sure. While your room still felt like a dorm room, Shuri’s felt like an actual home. There were beautiful art pieces to fill the dull walls and big desk with a whole set up and other things you would be sure to ask about later. Not to mention how big and comfortable her bed was and how it was making it hard for you to leave. Or maybe it was the smell or the way you both had been in it just a few minutes ago.

You forced yourself to get up and get ready at your own dorm to be productive today. Shuri was right, most of your classes were easy to pass but you had fallen behind because of some distractions but with no classes today and some free time hopefully you could catch up on what you neglected. You walked to the library, sighing contently when you reached the exact spot your life changed in a few weeks ago.

Your study session went pretty well and you were almost done with everything. Of course, you couldn’t just have a peaceful work session and just had to be interrupted. “Oh, there she is.” You heard a familiar voice saying, making you look up to see Jada, one of your “friends.” “Hey girl, I haven’t seen you in a while.” She said in a fake nice tone, pulling out the chair in front of you.

“Hi Jada.” You said, shutting your laptop and giving her a small smile. “You’ve been busy I see.” She said. “Oh, no I’m just catching up on classes.” You said, trying your best to not seem annoyed. “No, girl, I mean with you and Shuri.” She said, leaning closer to you and whispering.

“What do you mean?” You asked. “What do you mean what do I mean? Aliyah saw you coming out of her room. You two have been sneaking around for weeks.” She said, like it was the latest celebrity gossip. You just watched as she pulled up multiple pictures of you and Shuri on campus laughing and smiling.

“We’re friends.” You said for like the nineteenth time or at least that’s what it felt like. You had started packing your things and getting ready to walk away from this situation. “Friends my ass.” She said, clearly having a laugh out of this. “I’m serious.” You said, stopping yourself from rolling your eyes. “Well if you guys aren’t dating, I know some who would date her.” She said, causing you to practically snap your neck to look at her. “Well, if I date her, you two are gonna need to set some boundaries.” She said, leaning back into the chair she was sitting in and smiling.

That was the last straw for you. You dropped your backpack up on the table and got up quickly causing the chair to screech on the floor and making other people look. “Okay. I’m going to leave now to stop myself from saying what I really want to say. Leave me and Shuri alone.” You said, unintentionally making the last part louder which you’re sure everyone heard.

You walked off as quickly as you could. You heard a chair screech like yours did before and Jada yelling at you. “Fine! I don’t want to deal with your uppity ass anyway!” You just continued to walk out of the library despite your sporadic heartbeat and desperate need for air. At some point, you ended up running all the way to your dorm and ended up staying there the rest of the day.

You had never told Shuri what happened and since it somehow never made its way to her, so you decided to act like nothing happened. Yeah she could tell something was wrong but she could tell you didn’t want to talk about it so she left it alone in hopes that you would come to talk to her out of your own will. You wanted to so badly but you saw how busy she was and how she still made time for you and thought ‘I can’t add another thing to her plate.’

Your relationship had developed even more now that it had been around a month and a half since you two had met. Everything was great but you felt your feelings for her and insecurities about what other people thought eating up at you and your happiness. Still, you pushed it down and tried to enjoy the moments you had with her.

Now you were getting ready to go to a football game with Shuri. You two had randomly come up with the idea on another one of your“study sessions”, planning to go out to eat after and end the night with a movie. The whole thing sounded like a date which pretty much describes a lot of the things you and Shuri did lately.

“I’m serious. Is this too much or not?” You said, observing yourself in the mirror. You were wearing a black skirt with a black oversized graphic tee tucked in and long boots that would shorten the gap between you and Shuri. Not to mention a headband holding back your hair from your face and medium sized hoops. “Honey, if you change your outfit one time I will slap you and I will not apologize this time.” Your roommate and best friend, Ari said, giving your face a little pat and falling back onto her bed. She had slapped you to snap you out a whole freakout about a similar thing about a week ago but immediately felt bad about it and apologized.

“I’m just trying to make sure it’s not too much or too little or both.” You said, fluffing your hair out a bit more. “I think you’re fine. I still can’t believe you met her while you were drunk. I told you not to go especially with those b-” “Ari.” “Whatever you want to call them. I just wanted to see my folks for one weekend and you get a whole ass girlfriend.” She said, getting up to help you with your hair. “She’s not my girlfriend.” You said, rolling your eyes. She just raised her eyebrows at you. “You’re so cute.” She said before patting your head and walking into the bathroom.

You were going to add to the conversation until you heard a knock. “Y/N, you ready!” You heard Shuri’s voice say. “So when are you going to tell her you love her?” Ari said casually leaning against the door frame with her toothbrush in her mouth. Your eyes widened and you threw a pillow at her. “Shut up!” You whispered, grabbing your purse and opening the door. “Hi.” You said, smiling at Shuri and closing the door behind you.

“Hey. You look amazing.” Shuri said, grabbing your hand. “Thank you.” You said, trying to seem casual when you felt a vibration in your pocket. You grabbed your phone and saw a text from Ari with a hand, ring, and kissing emoji, making you quickly shove your phone back into your pocket. “You’re acting weird tonight.” Shuri said, chuckling. You acted offended and walked off knowing that she would chase after you. Predictably, she grabbed your hand and pulled you back, seeing your smile. “Nevermind. This is normal for you.” She said, walking off and leaving you to chase after her now.

The game was exactly what you needed. It was the moment where you could just let go after all of the feelings and thoughts you had pent up. Shuri had made you go crazy multiple times during the whole thing but you weren’t complaining. This was one of the times you weren’t worried about what people thought and it was like a breath of fresh air.

The restaurant you guys had chosen was packed but luckily you were able to get in early enough. It seemed like someone in the universe was out for you because your three favorite girls Jada, Aliyah, and Elle were about two tables away. You had noticed earlier and just tried to ignore it which was pretty easy with Shuri in front of you. Halfway through your conversation, one of the players Miles came up to you. He was asking simple questions at first and introduced himself until he started to get outright bold. You could tell Shuri was pissed off. “It’s been nice talking to you but we have somewhere to be.” Shuri said, standing up. “Come on, let's go, love.” Love? That was new. She intertwined her fingers with yours and lightly dragged you out. You followed her turning to give a small wave to Miles and seeing your ex-friends smile knowingly.

You took your hand out of Shuri making her turn back to look at you worriedly. “The hell was that?” You said, pointing back to the restaurant. “He was flirting with you. What do you mean?” She said, walking closer to you. “I don’t care about him. It wasn’t a big deal and you escalated it.” You said, crossing your arms. “He needed to leave you alone.” She said as if it was a fact. “You confuse me, you know that?” You said, staring at the floor. “You do all these things and it doesn’t feel like we’re friends but we’re friends. That’s it.” You said. “Everyone is sure of what we are but me.” You continued, making Shuri realize what this was about. You couldn’t even control what came out, at this point it was a mix of insecurities and uncertainty. You felt bad about how it all seemed projected at Shuri but still you wanted an answer about what you two were. She cared for you a lot but was it out of pity or love? You felt so stupid so you avoided her eyes and backed up when she walked closer to you, trying to console you. No. She was supposed to get mad at you and leave. She wasn’t supposed to care for you even when you took everything out on her. “I..I need to get home. I promised Ari I would help her study.” You said, still looking at the ground. You walked away despite the urge to stop when she called your name. ‘This was not how this was supposed to go’ You thought.

#shuri x reader #shuri udaku x reader #shuri fanfiction #shuri fic #shuri fluff #shuri x you #shuri x black!reader #shuri x y/n #mcu fanfiction #mcu fic #marvel fic

[plasmaapologist]

...just realized i left my introduction in the drafts. oops. at least i have a better photo now.

my names tula, and i'm a registered pokémon nurse with a horrible tendency to ramble. i live in unova and do some work here, but i mainly travel to other regions for this.

i am a former member of team plasma. former. my username is ironic because i cope with humor.

i ran away from home at age 14- it's a long story - and ended up being indoctrinated in. i, like many others, were lucky to have a sort of "snap to reality" moment after ghetsis' first arrest, before the formation of neo plasma, but not before i spent 10 years of my life working for him. many people are shocked by how open i am about my experience, but i think its extremely important to talk about these things: if i could help just one person leave this cycle, or keep someone from entering it, then it would make the shame worth it.

i have dedicated my life to helping pokémon, as a way to attone, i suppose. my darling solosis, mini, travels with me, though i must admit she's quite the spoiled brat. to have such an innocent creature love and trust you is the most healing experience someone can ask for, and i acknowledge that i was so very lucky. i had a home to return to, i was able to find work despite my history, and physically, i bear only a scar on my back and a missing finger... also just so we all know i am a natural ginger and i am not going to dye my hair please stop asking thanks

feel free to ask me any questions you may have: about pokemon, about myself, or my experience with team plasma, any of the sort. and if you need help leaving neo plasma or a group like it, please shoot me a message, i'll give you all the advice i can.

- tula ☆

ooc and admin info:

hi! im cassini, im 21, and i have not rpd since middle school. please be nice

im okay with joining events and plotlines! but i do not know how to join in naturally and get too embarrassed to ask. please shoot me a message/invite! muse list bellloowwwww tulas info

im not lore compliant at times and am even willing to bend (most) of my own headcanons bc multiverse and the likes! very flexible in general

okay more important tula things:

- sapient pokemon interaction is okay! tula will generally believe them. shes seen weirder. legendaries will be met with much more scrutiny, but kindness.

- i keep her age purposefully vauge for "pokemon timeline makes no sense" reasons, but you can generally imagine her somewhere between 26-30, probably.

- shes been through a lot and often copes with humor, which means she tends to come off the wrong way a lot of the time

- though open about her time in plasma, she doesnt like talking about how it affected her

- she speaks before thinking and often posts in bursts do to this

- she has a pretty shitty memory

MUSE LIST:

Timeline 1:

Tula Gagnon - @plasmaapologist (OC. 📍Unova. Birthday: January 1st)

Callisto Aoki - @cherishcherubi (OC. 📍 Kalos. Birthday: October 25th)

Iolana Kealoha - @teamskullkalos (OC. 📍Kalos. Birthday: April 12th)

Timeline 2:

Mari Pijotto - @marifromkoto (OC. 📍Paldea. Birthday: December 18th)

Katy - @patisserie-soapberry (Canon. 📍Paldea.)

Atticus - @navisquadatticus (Canon. 📍Paldea.)

Larry - @medali-gym (Canon. 📍Paldea. Half joke blog.)

Robin Lusk - @absolsrenegade (OC/Self Insert. 📍Unova. Birthday: July 5th)

Timeline 3:

Timeline Unknown:

Grise (Hilda Lewis) - @driftingtrainer (Canon. 📍 Vagabond. Birthday: October 5th)

Rochelle Ichihara - @basaltpowder (OC. 📍Hoenn. Birthday ??? )

Barbie & Ken: @championbarbie-swimmerken - (It's fucking Barbie. Yeah, the pink one. 📍 Everywhere. She's Barbie. Birthdays: March 9th, March 11th)

Ice - @rottenice OC. 📍Primarily Sinnoh, but travels a lot. Birthday: December 21st. Please read content warnings in the pinned post.

Miki Nakajima - @nakajima-lgm OC.📍 Johto. Birthday unknown. Please read content warnings in the pinned post.

@galacticfoundation - Team Galactic AU blog.

@twotoypokemon Pokémon Rumble based blog. Sapient Pokémon OC. 📍Axel Town

#yes. i was a platoon leader and had a sword. #yes. i do still own it. its good self defense when you dont have a pokemon who likes fighting. #pkmn irl #rotomblr #unreality #pokeblogging #[admin note: tulas current age is purposefully vauge for “pokemon timeline makes no sense” reasons] #[also i'm totally fine with your character having some beef with tula due to her... past employment. it does fit her character :)] #[if you have any questions for admin feel free to ask in the comments!]

[bihansthot]

Figured I'd pop in and ask you this question:

So I'm writing some lore for my oc and I was wondering if you had any sources for how Bi-Han is as a brother. The thing I'm working on is supposed to be angsty given what Bodaway's backstory is, but I'm afraid that with what little I know about Bi-Han I might accidentally make him into a complete prick. Like I want there to be some tension and distance between my oc and Bi-Han but like not to the point of Bi-Han being ooc if that makes sense?

You don't have to answer this right away, as I understand you've got a lot on your plate. I know I've already said this, but I do hope things get a bit better for you ^.^

Hello love! So, I have a couple posts I’ve made in the past about this that I’ve mentioned it before here, here, here, here and here.

I feel very strongly that at least in Midway and NRS timelines not including MK1 (2023) Bi-Han was a fiercely protective yet asshole of a brother, the type to pick on Kuai Liang himself but kick anyone else’s ass who tries to start anything with his little brother. I’ve often rambled that Bi-Han protected Kuai Liang growing up and would often confess to misdeeds Kuai Liang was actually responsible for because he didn’t want his little brother to suffer. I personally headcanon Bi-Han has a pretty scared up back from being beat with bamboo (which was a common punishment in Imperial China) so often when the brothers were growing up. I don’t think you have to worry about making him too much of a prick because short answer he is one, long answer he’s a prick but he has good reason to be one. He’s the oldest, he has all the responsibilities and burdens that come with being the oldest brother as well as the Grandmaster’s grandson (their Grandfather is Grandmaster before Sektor’s father takes over which leads me to believe in the older time lines Papa Zero is dead, it’s unclear if Bi-Han did it or not). He’s treated and raised differently than Kuai Liang is, he’s raised to be crueler and colder than Kuai Liang because he should be the next Grandmaster or at least that was the game plan until Papa Zero dies. Bi-Han most likely had to kill their Grandfather or their father or maybe both in order to become the next Sub-Zero and to do that he has to kill his emotions at a very young age but he doesn’t want Kuai Liang to be the same way. So, he makes sure he’s always the bad guy so Kuai Liang doesn’t have to be, he always takes care of things. He’s a very dedicated and hardworking individual and had to step into the role of both big brother and father figure for Kuai Liang. They’re all each other had until Tomas joins the Lin Kuei and suddenly Bi-Han finds himself with two little brothers to look out for and protect.

I base a lot off this off of how desperate Kuai Liang is to find out what happened to Bi-Han in MK9 and in Mortal Kombat Legends: Battle of the Realms (which isn’t really canon but it’s kharacter building so we’re gonna use it) he absolutely sobs about the loss of Bi-Han. You do not hunt down someone or sob about a loss if you don’t genuinely love and care about that person. So, that solidifies to me that Bi-Han was an excellent older brother or else Kuai Liang wouldn’t have hunted Hanzo down, he wouldn’t have been in tears fighting his brother’s killer, he wouldn’t be distraught with grief and loss and wouldn’t live on in his brother’s place if Kuai Liang didn’t love and genuinely admire Bi-Han. A bad older brother doesn’t get that, a bad older brother gets a “oh pity, did he leave a will?” I actually have another piece that touches a bit on their relationship but implies they were actually twins which you can read here. Bi-Han is an asshole yes, but he’s also a good brother, you can be both, my brothers are great examples of this. They are absolute assholes to each other and occasionally to me but still would do absolutely anything for any of us. They teased and bullied me growing up just like Bi-Han teased and bullied Kuai but they covered up for me when I got in trouble just like Bi-Han covered up for Kuai Liang.

Bi-Han is a very complicated, layered asshole, he’s not just pompous ego and bravado. If you haven’t watched it I would really recommend watching a play through of Mortal Kombat Mythologies: Sub-Zero it gives a really good idea on Bi-Han’s attitude of asshole but reluctantly does the right thing when he needs to. The story mode for MK9 is also helpful to see his attitude as a kharacter but unfortunately there’s really nothing showing Bi-Han and Kuai Liang together. So all we have to go off of is how Kuai Liang reacts to Bi-Han’s death. Bi-Han as Noob Saibot famously tell Kuai Liang that “we share blood but we are not brothers” because Noob Saibot is Bi-Han stripped of every positive feeling and emotion. Kuai Liang parrots his back to him in MK11 so they very much have a strained relationship after Bi-Han’s death but not while he was alive, I refuse to believe that.

Basically it’s up to a lot of interpretation because we don’t see any of their childhood or them even interacting with each other but I have written a lot on my take about their relationship. Like I suggested though if you haven’t already, please watch Mortal Kombat Mythologies: Sub-Zero, Mortal Kombat 9, Mortal Kombat Legends: Battle or the Realms and feel free to ask or DM me any questions you have. I’m also more than happy to give you my discord username if you’d rather chat there but I’m more than happy to chat about all things Bi-Han and Lin Kuei and discuss how their kharacter progression looks like.

That invitation is for anyone in the fandom if they have any Sub-Zero Bros or Lin Kuei questions, I’m not Boon or Papa Tobias but I have been playing the games since 1992 and have a very good grasp of the lore. I also love what if situations and extrapolating logical conclusions to those situations and think about Bi-Han basically constantly. I’d much rather you lovelies come to me than try and google things and wind up on the weird fan wiki that says Bi-Han is 36 when he’s 32 and gives Sektor and Cyrax fake names, spoilers Felix is NOT Cyrax’s name, it’s just a made up fan name used by this sketch ass wiki same with Sektor, they don’t have canon names. Bi-Han, Kuai Liang and Tomas Vbrada are the only canon names for the love of the Elder Gods stay off this cursed fanmade wiki. Please. Also, I’ve said this before too but please, please don’t make the mistake of thinking Liang is a surname, it isn’t, Kuai Liang is his full first name, just like Bi-Han is his complete first name, the Sub-Zero brothers do not have a canon last name. Only Tomas has a canon last name in the Lin Kuei.

Ok I think that maybe answers your question, hopefully I know there was some powerful rambling in there. There’s a lot of stuff to sort through so like I said if any of you lovelies have questions please feel free to ask me.

@den-kunn I’m tagging you in this because I’ve seen you use Felix for Cyrax and if that’s a personal choice than by all means go for it but I don’t want you to be mislead by that fan wiki and think it’s his canon name when it’s not. I’m just trying to look out for you if you don’t want me to though that’s totally fine just let me know. I’m not trying to police anyone or anything I just know that fan wiki is notorious for spreading the wrong information and I don’t want you lovelies getting confused or mislead by the misinformation that wiki spreads. Because there are mean people out there that will start shit over the small inaccuracies and I don’t want any of you lovelies getting chewed out because this stupid fan wiki made something up.💙

If anyone else wants to be tagged in Lin Kuei or Sub-Zero Bros lore stuff and rambling then just let me know and I’m more than happy to start a tag list. Have a good night lovelies 💙

#mortal kombat #bi han #sub zero #og sub zero #kuai liang #sub zero bros #noob saibot #lore dump #lin kuei #sol rambles about the lin kuei

[spacedustmantis]

so... episode 73, huh?

I've been having a lot of thoughts about gillion and his approach to emotions, and it's all been kickstarted by the last episode

(spoilers for the just roll with it riptide campaign up to ep. 73 below, also discussions of multiple not so nice topics, such as self-hatred, lack of parental figures / abandonment, atlas personality, physical and emotional abuse, isolation, neglect and indoctrination. be safe.

also i am very aware that most of what I'm gonna say is not necessarily new to a lot of people and it's by no means a revelation, this is supposed to be more of a getting-my-thoughts-in-order kind of post. I don't really have a structure planned for this one, so get ready for a lot of rambling and don't expect a conclusion or anything of the sorts

also every english teacher on earth is gonna hate me for this, but I'm not providing any context. this analysis is not gonna do you any good if you aren't familiar with the rough plot of riptide. I'll do my best to make it clear which scenes I'm referencing in case you want to watch / listen to them to refresh.)

basically this whole thing started bc I thought that gillion was behaving quite strangely this episode (ep 73). of course, considering his situation (everything he's learned about his "purpose" in the episodes before the feywild, being in a phase of change and finding himself etc.) and the catalyst being the kidnapping of pretzel, it's not surprising to see him act differently, but what threw me off was that he was hugely inconsistent in his behavior.

now if I wasn't aware that charlie is an absolute improv and acting genius, I might have waved this off as the player being unsure of the best approach, but charlie doesn't only know how to be in character, he also knows said character impossibly well. he's proven again and again that he understands gillion's situation and the effects of his life on him to a tee.

and so I took a closer look at the inconsistencies to figure out a pattern. surprise, surprise! I did!

most instances I found have to do with his projected intent and mood, and his actual intent and mood.

after pretzel got kidnapped, gillion took an oath of vengeance and, very in line with that oath, started acting scary, forward to the point of aggression and very, very angry.

yet despite his demeanor he does not resist when asked to cooperate by the staff (who as far as he knows works with the very people he suspects took pretzel), offers dirla his help with their stolen cub and shows genuine interest in helping everyone who's lost someone to the pig girl, and goes out of his way to save the pixie that fell off of the flying pug. and even though it might not come across that way because of the weird mix of behaviors, he still tries his best to be as polite and well-mannered as possible. these are all things that gillion would have done before, but now contrasted by this sinister act, that he seems to only half commit to, they feel weird.

one instance I wanted to highlight was the conversation he and jay had with the pixie in the big tent. here is where gillion gets really upfront and explicitly aggressive (even though his attempt at kidnapping failed) for the first time, and he immediately gets interrupted by a sudden outpour of emotions when the pixie tells him that her pet weasel is called peanutbutter. charlie tells us ooc that gillion broke out in tears because he saw himself in her. what that means is that he saw a person who clearly loved their pet a lot and gave them a food related name, and the resemblance to him and his own pet was enough to break through his normally very strong emotional barrier (we'll come back to this) In Front Of Other People!

this reaction could be due to the pixie and her weasel reminding him that he very much misses his own beloved pet, or because he gets hit with the realization that this pixie could also lose her pet, or, most likely, it's a mixture of both. normally both of these would act as a motivator to get going and fix things, but gillion instead just kinda falls down sobbing.

the way he talks to the pixie shortly after he broke down, also shows a weird juxtaposition between his tone of speaking, which is extremely childlike and sounds very vulnerable for once, and the words that he says (talk about murder and torture) which again ties into the previously established inconsistency.

all of this leads me to the most obvious hint at what is going on with gillion and why he behaves the way he behaves: the fact that he breaks down crying the second he's by himself. it's like a big, red, sparkly, blinking arrow that points us to the source of everything.

gillion is putting on a facade. one that crumbles the moment he is alone.

and sure this is pretty obvious - we've known that he isn't really one to be vulnerable - but the moment I actually sat down to think about what this facade would mean for gillion, all of the above listed inconsistencies (and more) started making perfect sense.

to understand we need to take a look at what we know about his upbringing.

what we know of course is the whole deal with being raised as a weapon for the elders, being taken from his family, his training etc. but we actually know shockingly little about his relationship to the elders and his day to day life. all we have are implications and speculations. however, even though not much has been confirmed, most things we learn about gillions childhood work together to create a picture and we can fill in the blanks with relative ease.

we aren't given a specific age that gillion was taken by the elders but we know that he was already in training by age eight (gillion's first secret in the meat room ep. 52) and I think it's safe to assume he was taken way earlier, seeing as the prophecy and the incidents surrounding his birth (allegedly) lined up perfectly and the elders would have been informed immediately, since the whole prophecy thing is a huge deal to them. (Edit: as of ep. 79 we know that he was taken at age five or younger)

we also know, thanks to the description of young gillion in ep. 72, that he was bruised and wearing "clothes and armor that's a little too big for him". so the elders clearly had no issue harming a small child (even if it was due to the training, you don't just hurt a kid like that) and the not-fitting clothes indicate serious neglect. even form-fitted armor would not have been a huge trouble for the elders, the literal highest authority in the undersea, to get.

the isolation from any friends or family (except edyn) gillion experienced while in training isn't even just implied, it's outright stated multiple times, most notably during the conversation with edyn in ep. 58, when she is talking about pretzel being intended to help with his loneliness. the elders even held control over how much he was allowed to see his sister and restricted the frequency more and more the older he got.

in that conversation gillion talks about how he was not the best student and had to take "extra lessons" (Edit: we now know that these extra lessons stem from the elders refusal to explain their expectations to gillion, ep. 77), and how he did not get much time (if any at all) for hobbies, which leads me to believe that any deviation from the intended path (such as misbehaving or interests in non chosen one stuff) was punished and beaten out of him, figuratively, or even literally.

the elders made gillion do stuff he did not want to do (also ep. 58, same conversation) (Edit: also ep. 75) and did not let him do stuff he did want to do, and still he holds an unwavering trust in them for a very long time even after he was exiled, a clear sign that his perception of the elders as rightful authority has been really deeply ingrained in his brain. not once would he question the elders since to him they are infallible.

and of course we are all quite familiar with the very core of gillion's story; the ideals instilled within him by years and years of influence by the elders and the prophecy: the very black-and-white view on morality, the "greater good" being much more important than his own life, the undersea being superior to any other faction and the clear correct choice once gillion's destiny rolls around, the idea that he carries all of the responsibility for literally every creature of the undersea and also every other person or creature (in that order of priority), the justification of murder (as long as they're "evil" of course) and the notion that he is only of any worth if he can be a weapon for someone to use, or a shield for someone to take refuge behind. (all of this is displayed in his behavioral patterns over the course of the campaign and I won't be digging out any scenes for you to go back to. if you aren't familiar with these patterns why are you here? /lh)

all of this paints a picture of abuse, neglect, isolation (and the distance from actual society that comes with it, which in turn results in easier manipulation), control and indoctrination, not to mention the absolute abandonment from his biological parents.

the amount of psychological issues that stem from this is enough to fill a whole book:

a lack of self-worth bordering on self-hatred and a very self-sacrificial nature, abandonment issues, an atlas personality (if you can't infer what that means through context clues, google it, it should be the very first result) and trauma from the elders' abuse.

the following part will only really talk about the last two, since they are the most relevant to how gillion approaches his emotions.

the whole facade that gillion puts on again and again is essentially one big trauma response. as many have already observed, gillion has two very strongly contrasting sides to him. one is his more "true" self which shows more and more as he stays with the riptide pirates. he starts finding joy in otherwise "useless" activities such as joking around and even pulling pranks (ep. 42), he stands up for himself instead of just others, and he begins very slowly and cautiously opening up to his friends.

certain situations (his friends being in danger, a village in need of saving, an insult to his honor) tend to trigger the other side of him (which used to be the only side that ever saw the light of day) to show: heroic, righteous, strong, but also closed off, self-sacrificial, and afraid of failure. part of this side, or this trauma response, is this facade. he falls back into old habits, habits that used to keep him alive: do the right thing even if it means the death of yourself or an enemy, if in doubt the undersea is superior, be on your best behavior, and whatever you do Do Not show weakness.

on top of all that comes the atlas thing, the idea that the world is resting on his shoulders and it's his job to fix everything.

so he restrains any show of emotions not just because back in the undersea that was dangerous, could get him in trouble, but just as importantly he was taught that his own emotions come last and being emotional could harm others. and it's his job to help everyone else no matter the cost.

and this explains pretty much all of gillions behavior this episode, especially if one considers that he is very emotionally affected by pretzels disappearance, which means that it is much harder for him to keep up the act. the mix of threatening and weirdly polite, his oath to get vengeance and yet not hurting anyone who might have been involved with the kidnapping, the stark contrast between cornering the pixie and collapsing on top of her sobbing, are all a result of all of his different pre-established patterns and systems of how to function clashing, and so of course it's a mess. he's angry at the pig-girl, rightfully so, but that also triggers the anger towards the entire world he's in that isn't intrinsic but has been instilled in him by the elders. he wants to be threatening but his instincts tell him to be well-behaved. he feels like he cannot let anyone see how he's actually feeling but he's so strung up that it only takes the name of the pet of a stranger to make him cry. and he expresses the most amount of emotion he probably ever has in front of others while talking about harming and killing people.

even the very fact that he made the oath of vengeance points us to his childhood; the moment something happens which he does not know how to solve otherwise, something that he cannot deal with in the same way he deals with other things, he makes an oath, or a deal, or a bargain. it's a pattern that's wormed it's way through the entire campaign ever since his talk with niklaus hendrix (ep. 8) and found it's beginning in his original paladin oath, one he took due to the conditioning and expectations of the elders. (my theory is that he finds something comforting in making a deal with someone higher up in the food chain than him. fucking freak.)

another interesting aspect to look at under this new light is his initial reaction to finding pretzels bowl empty. first thing he does is scream. multiple times. to me that is a very clear very vulnerable expression of emotion. and then - he does nothing. until he's prompted to break the mirror by jay. and it's only until after that plan fails that gillion starts his whole vengeance spiel, which we now know is most likely an attempt at fixing things the way he should as instructed by the elders. in that short period of time before that he is aimless. he's just gillion and he lost his pet and he doesn't know what to do. in that moment his initial reaction is utter despair, pure emotion, and once he had time to gather himself that's when he doesn't see any other way than to do something painfully familiar. and with that also comes the whole barrage of old behavioral patterns that lead to him acting the way he does.

so that's this episode, but of course, similar, less obvious cases are sprinkled all throughout the campaign.

the one that immediately comes to mind is the fight for honor between him and chip (ep. 15), where the moment his honor is wounded, he opts for a fight to the death, even though at this point he already considers chip his friend.

or in ep. 8, insisting on a fight with niklaus and even going for a second round after getting downed by niklaus in one hit, and then accepting a deal that he knows is bad news, all because it would save the mayor and his daughter (because, quick refresher, they could have just let the mayor die and that would have lifted the curse). and "what is one more burden" right?

or the fact that he still sees having fun with his friends as an actual literal sin!! (ep. 71)

or letting jay down him willingly, even removing his armor (ep. 53)

and so on and so forth. there's probably a lot of subtle one-liners or passing ooc remarks, that I can't remember, but you get the gist.

the gist being that gillion grew up not being gillion, but The Chosen One instead. and now that he has the freedom to be both, there are some really messy consequences, and it's actually incredible what a grip charlie has on all of these layers and behaviors and I get more and more fascinated by him the deeper I dig.

we have not even touched certain aspects of gillion's character and journey, there's his fish out of water issue, very subtle hints that he might have been suicidal at one point, not to mention what his banishment from the undersea did to him. but all of that is another conversation entirely.

anyway! I hope you enjoyed this very all over the place, rambly analysis post, even though there's not many new thoughts or revelations in here and I basically winged it! the moment I started this train of thought on saturday I just couldn't get to rest until I put this whole thing together.

now I finally know peace.

can't wait for the next episode on friday to disprove all of what I said

(also please feel free to add onto this, tell me how I got it wrong, derail the post etc. I love reading other people's thoughts on stuff I say)

(@wrinklemcdinkle

@snails-in-spaceships

@keenscribbles

@poly-pirates-my-beloved

@enby-ralsei

@littlefoxwithbighat

@burning-sol)

#I think I'm done? #I gave up halfway through the final edit so there might be some misspelling or something #wow this took something out of me #gillion tidestrider #jrwi gillion #gillion jrwi #edyn tidestrider #jrwi edyn #edyn jrwi #niklaus hendrix #jrwi niklaus #niklaus jrwi #jrwi riptide #jrwi #just roll with it riptide #just roll with it #jrwi riptide spoilers #long post #and I mean Long #analysis

[askthephighttopiaparty]

Introduction.

After Medkit was sent to discuss things with the King concerning the incident with the Dark Lord and their interaction having been cut short the party of 4 goes on their way on an unexpected mission ontop their already desperate goal.

Saving the King.. And continue onwards to hopefully save the rest of the world.

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Hello there! Welcome to the blog. This Blog is an askblog dedicated to a Phighting x Miitopia AU in the making.

In short, the Phighters get fukcing isekai'd into the world of Miitopia and now have to save an entire world from a face-stealing overlord with unfamiliar fighting styles and powers.

This is my first ask blog so apologies if anything's weird or anything!

Link to Party Members: Here! Self-Inflicted Ruleset: Here! World Building: Here!

I am NOT connected to the Boggio team besides the fact that these are Phighting characters. Don't take any of this as completely canon. Especially since there will very likely be HCs in here.

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RULES;

As of current, only the party members can be asked things. NPCs, monsters and kidnapped former members will not be able to respond to asks. I suppose I will answer some ooc asks now and again but those are less likely since this is. mainly IC focused.

Any asks made to alter the world in general or characters in any way will not be accepted. This includes the Magic Anons. ( Apologies! )

Just be a decent person in general please. :)

More may be added later....

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#PTasks: In Character Asks!

#PTOOCasks: OOC Asks!

#PTOOC: OOC Ramblings, Messages, Pictures, ETC..

#PTlore: Lore-Related Posts.

More may be added later....

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[luckhissoul]

i rarely post ooc on here but here's my long winded rambling about something that i keep seeing in regards to the show. like i've seen these different takes that somehow in the show mat's been given more layers and depth. but like i can't see where or how tbh all the show's given me so far is

his "gritty" backstory. supposedly to "explain" why he's the way he is. even though in the show he's not at all the way he is supposed to be ---

his disloyalty. abandoning his friends to possible death, abandoning egwene in the tower. they took one of his biggest driving points and just erased it entirely. this is not the mat that chased an assassin all the way to tear to save the wondergirls. this is not the mat that turned back towards a literal war when he had never fought in one before.

his innate darkness that drew him to the dagger. no mat couldn't just want gold, he couldn't even be greedy. he needs to have a darkness that made moiraine so sure he'd choose the dark. and apparently ishamael saying he belonged to him since birth ? like uhm did i hear that right?

these are literally the only traits he's been given. -- how does one do a more complex mat than the one robert jordan wrote anyways? he's confusing af - no one understands what's going on with him not even himself. like i always see sando getting flack about how he wrote mat. like he did better than anything the shows done so far tbh.

but this leads me to the whole 'the show did it better than the books' or that "the show fixed things" about every single little or major change that the show makes.  like prefer one over the other, love one hate the other. cool nbd. but -- i've never seen the source material of an adaptation so -- idk hated by the fandom? it confuses me how much flack robert jordan gets for writing a certain thing or a certain character but the show gets praised for a basically hollowed out poorly done adaptation. like i can enjoy the show, there are good things ( hello josha ) and there are bad ( the over the top age drops of the aes sedai. alanna's lowkey creepy with much young warders - they do know they don't get the same life span right? - and moiraine didn't give up her life for the search for the dragon. how long did she live before his birth ?? etc etc ). but i don't know how one could "understand" the characters or world better than the person that wrote it. i don't get how anyone could be interested in a world or characters from a book series that they seemingly hate ? by an author they basically hate, too? that's just my take i guess. i for one love the books. so ---

i'll go crawl back into my corner now ---

#;ooc #wot show spoilers #wot books #wheel of time #mat cauthon #robert jordan #wot on prime #wot show critical #this could've been an essay #sometimes i ahve a lot to say and nowhere to put them #one could not pry the books from ym cold dead hands fml #am i a bookcloak? #long post for ts #i didn't even address half of the things that just grate on me tbh #but remember siuan's confusion about why the dagger's taint didn't utterly consume mat like it later does to padan fain... #remember mat nearly breaking down after the portal stones bcause he sees himself betray rand and then from then on #regardless of what he may or may not want hes completely loyal to him. he'll do pretty much anything rand needs him to -- #my tags wont become an essay

[zyzix]

it’s been this long since the release of NEO and what happens to Neku is still like. the Hardest thing to swallow in the story. it’s so bad from both a character writing and thematic point of view

the first thing people think about when they meet Neku again is that he is seriously OOC, but it’s not that simple. it goes deeper than that. It seems like he’s behaving this way for a reason but the reason That seems to be is ALSO an alarming turn for his character with no apparent explanation. What i mean:

Stage One is thinking Neku is OOC because he gets along with everyone pretty easily and isn’t grumpy and doesn’t seem to have a lot of thoughts about being stuck in the ruins of a dead city for three years straight

Stage Two is realizing that we don’t see Neku’s internal monologue in this game except a SINGLE exception in Another Day. Suddenly, he seems like Neku again. So on top of the character development we can know and assume he has had, he’d probably sound really normal to us in his head. Things like his characteristic snark, his internal logic for doing things, and his feelings about being isolated from everything he cares about for three years must simply be hidden away from us and the other characters.

Stage Three is remembering how much disdain Neku originally had for insincerity or fake-ness.

That brings us back to just... how much our current Neku exists and bends to suit the story of NEO, as opposed to being an extension of his previous self. Before, Neku hated how people would pretend, and pretend to be friendly (though he’d conflate the two.) Now I have to assume that Neku is pretending himself. There was supposed to be middle ground here related to opening up, I thought.

Now is it possible for someone to do a 180 like that? Certainly! But it’s another form of development we can’t actually look at the source for, in NEO. We don’t have the evidence to know Neku is this way through any natural, watsonian means. We only have the doylist side, the things we can see. We can only feel the author’s hand, and it pushes us towards trying to write Neku’s actual character ourselves. Do the work to make it make sense ourselves. If you’re still around, that’s what you’re doing.

Because no one understands NEO. This extends beyond Neku, but it’s really severe with him because sometimes when you see a characterization mishap like this you can at least interrogate the story for what good it did. If you do that for Neku in NEO there’s not much to come back with. What’s one of the themes of NEO? Oh, like being proactive, and self determination, and thinking for yourself and that stuff right? Then surely it makes sense for our beloved previous protagonist who we dragged back into this story to return to a life he actually had no active part in building for years. He’s been written for NEO’s convenience, not NEO’s good.

Maybe the worst part is that even when acknowledging that we can only put bandaids onto this situation, none of them can really be satisfying. Sure, I can try to make this cohere with Neku’s existing character arc, but the answers that make the most sense are always going to be the ones that suck. You take what we have for Neku and all you get for working with it is like. Fret’s arc about bein real? Minus the narrative resolution, minus the foundations in the narrative for resolution, plus more narrative baggage. Or a story where Neku feels more at home in the UG than the RG. Or a story about coping with the nitty gritty unreality of reality rewriting, or imposter syndrome, or trying to make up for a time in your youth you can never really get back.

I’m rambling at this point but it makes it really painful to look back at where og TWEWY left off, doesn’t it? Enough that i lost count of how many times i thought about writing a post like this. It’s the kind of thing that’ll bum you out no matter how interestingly you spin it.

#twewy #ntwewy #ntwewy spoilers #neo the world ends with you #the world ends with you #neku sakuraba #Subarashiki Kono Sekai #subaseka #scabby.txt

[kr1slvr]

Artemis fowl request:

Artemis gets sick and tries to hide hit but it doesn’t work

word count: 477

warnings: post arctic incident, ooc, artemis being lowkey insecure, fluff

author's note: this was fun to write 🤭 also, you didn't say if you wanted yan or normal, so i went with normal. hope thats okay!

artemis hiding he's sick (and failing)

you woke up feeling extremely worn out. what happened yesterday? you asked yourself. you looked around noticing this was not your room. right, you were hanging out with artemis.

"i dealt with enough cold weather when we were in russia" artemis complained. you were trying to get him to have a 'snow day' with you. however, he wasn't budging.

after some more bickering, you forced got him to agree with you. you guys spent most of the day outside making snow angels, ice skating, and all sorts of things in the snow. you noticed him smiling a lot more than usual. every time you looked over he had that adorable look on his face.

you chuckled to yourself at the thought of his smile, before getting up and changing out of your pajamas.

walking to the living room, you saw artemis sitting on the couch alone. "hey artemis," you said as you sat down next to him. "hello darling," he said with a slightly raspy voice. weird. his face looked even paler than usual, except for his nose which was tinted a light red. his eyes also looked tired.

"are you okay, arty? did you sleep well last night?" "yes. i'm fine, dear." you didn't believe him, but decided to take his word for it. for now.

it continued like this for the rest of the day. he'd be acting strange and you'd point it out, but he kept denying it.

artemis was standing in front of the bathroom mirror. why'd he have to get sick while you were here? he was supposed to be 'big' and 'strong' and show that he could protect you. so why did this happen to him? he felt bad for lying to you, but he didn't want you to see him like this.

artemis wiped his nose before leaving the bathroom. what he didn't expect was for you to be standing there waiting for him with a worried expression.

"artemis please just-" you were cut off by him sneezing. shit. he thought. "you're sick, aren't you? you could've just told me." he sighed out of frustration. "i know that. but," he paused before sighing and looking down at the ground. you put a hand on his shoulder. "hey, it's okay. we can cuddle if that would make you feel better." you smiled a little. "you would also get sick then." he said, looking back up at you. "who cares? we can just be sick together. plus, there are worse things that could happen."

you both lay down on his bed and you wrapped your arms around him, his face in the crook of your neck. it felt nice to hold each other like this. artemis was honestly glad that you'd seen through his lie. soft tender moments like this weren't rare. but he still treasured every single one just as much. <3

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// this is short and rushed ik ik but aaaa, its like 12 am rn lmao //

(i'm rambling here sorry,, also, ive been getting into fnaf security breach again and like kskahekwjsb 🤭🤭 )

requests are very much always very much appreciated &lt;3

#artemis fowl x reader #artemis fowl #artemis x reader #x reader

[kasumingo]

Honestly a lot of people (especially minor) just need to learn that a lot of artist and writers are going to make stuff that will make them uncomfortable and upset, and theirs nothing wrong with that! Art is supposed to make you feel in a lot of different ways. Some good, some bad, but all are valid and meaningful to at least one person, and that is important. If one really doesn't like it, or it triggers something in them, theirs nothing wrong in blocking and moving on.

But a lot of the time I see these kinds of people doing this weird gaslighting to other artist. Making them feel bad about what they create, and in turn saying that their way of thinking is the "right way" to create art.

And idk, I just think that sad...

Art and fan creations should be an open space for us to explore our ideas, characters, stories and expand our creative minds to places we never even thought before. And putting a limit in that, putting a "right way" to do it in that is just awful...

And like sure, I personally don't like it when characters are way to ooc, or certain tropes, or even certain types of stories. But I would never stop or discourage anyone for doing them anyway. Maybe their not for me, but I'm happy for the people that do like them.

At the end of the day we are just here to have fun and play around with our ideas and stories!

Sorry for rambling in your ask box op

Yeah! A lot of these mentalities and what this general climate of making art does makes artist just outright afraid to create and post, because when it comes down to it, those who are the loudest about that kind of "criticism" really can spin the fanwork in the worst way possible and find anything to call the artist on about. Things need to change.

(and I'm so glad you're rambling to me)

#Anonymous #answer #sure there is a lot of bigoted arists but i think this line is like awfully blurred now #between genuinely harmful stances and actual personal experiences someone doesn't agree with #and it's not helpful to treat artists who do things wrong like they're fundamentally broken and need to be warned about #like you need to stop approaching things so emotionally it's not helping anyone in the long run #also YEAH that bit about feeling uncomfortable #art is not only supposed to make you comfortable and validate you lol #sometimes you approach something challenging and what you can do is at least a little introspective why it makes you feel that way #and sometimes you will find you have some internalized stuff that makes you feel that way #and not the artist #like the takes on disability i was talking about earlier #'oh prosthesis bad' #why do you think so?

[magical-shoujo-anon]

Hello, internet! I have finally made one of these… blog things. This will be focused on the best thing ever, MAGICAL GIRLS!!

No, I won’t turn you magical. I only turn people I think deserve to be magical magical.

My pronouns, or whatever humans call them, are they/them!

I am almost as old as the universe~ (I’ve watched every I love die. I’ve had to deal with horrible pains.)

And don’t ask me anything related to healing powers. I don’t want to talk about it.

I’m better then this stupid anon. I don’t gaslight myself.

Hm. Perhaps I should give an introduction…

I’m glowman~ Much better then Magical Shoujo anon!! Unlike them, I am a master at healing magic, but hate it… hurting magic is much better~ I also HATE cats, because they’re one…

And this "Machi" person sucks too. Anything related to Magical Shoujo anon sucks, and I'm right.

... Must I introduce myself?

Yes?

Okay, then.

I am Machi. Age: Unknown, Magical abilities: None.

My favorite color is dark blue. I used to like sweet foods. I have been revived two times. One of the "anon"'s told me dinosaurs are cool, so I suppose they are.

I am half robotic, not connected to the "internet" as people call it. All my known information is told to me so it may be inaccurate, please tell me if it is so I can update it.

(Ps: While interacting with MILGRAM blogs, Magishou anon will not be the same! They will be much more energetic, will be able to use healing powers, and will be more aware of internet slang-type stuff… oh and glowman wont appear. They’re unaware of magishou anon in the MILGRAM universe!! They’re also known as knife anon, but that’s not important…)

—————— (OOC PART!)

// means OOC.

This blog is ran by @asherenjoysart !! Yes, I’m the one that turns people magical~

This is in the pjsk blog universe!! (… well, and the MILGRAM blog universe.)

Please, don’t try to give Magishou healing powers. I will simply ignore your ask, I don’t want one of the very important parts of them to be ruined.

Btw, if you want to speak to MILGRAM!magishou anon just clarify that in your ask :3

Magical girl stuff that will be mentioned here include:

Sailor Moon

The pretty cure series

Magical girl incident

Madoka magica (really only to diss on Kyubey tbh)

And others, probably.

Magishou anon is a very unique anon, as they can only give what they have. And (in the pjsk universe) they really wish they could give healing powers, but they can’t due to lacking healing powers themselves.

For the MILGRAM universe, instead of being unable to give healing powers they can’t give any physical boosts. Only magic, no extra stamina or anything.

They don’t like @/magical-anon-pjsk, due to feeling inadequate compared to Magianon.

Also this might just be me fangirling (genderneutral) over magical girls… :3

My tags:

The mod has spoken. (OOC)

Magical rambles (IC/In character)

Magic in a… prison? (For MILGRAM blog interactions)

The Angst. (For the more angsty posts :3)

Glow in the dark posts (Glowman/Red text person post.)

Robotic information (Machi/Blue text person post/)

Some glowman facts:

SHORT!! (About 5'2)

Very hip with the kids (can and will use internet vocabulary when possible, JUST to confuse Magishou anon.)

Hates cats and chocolate. The cat hating is because Magishou anon is a cat, but I just thought them hating chocolate would be funny.

Believes gender is useless and would prefer to simply not be referred to at all. (but when needed, they/them pronouns.)

Only around 300~400 years old, so extremely young compared to Magishou anon.

And some Machi facts:

She’s a girl!!

6’3 (Tall…)

Half-robotic

Only has access to information she has been told.

Has been revived two times (once in the actual RP posts, and once in the canon.)

Monotone 24/7, my girl cannot express emotion well!!

^ Autistic. Thats why she can’t express emotion well

And finally: Pls don’t send s3xual stuff in the inbox. It makes mod uncomfortable.

#pjsk rp blog #Magical rambles #The mod has spoken. #glow in the dark posts #magic in a… prison? #the angst. #Robotic information

[fluutterian]

diluven ;: a taste of yours

a/n: unedited plus i just wanted to post smth since i had a really bad diluc brainrot mrgrgrhr

also slight ooc diluc and venti ! if you don't like diluven then scroll away >>

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"diluc.., what are you doing?"

venti walked in, (like he always did just to give diluc his daily dose of annoyance) clearly surprised by the sight before him. the young master was attempting to take a sip of wine, his lips barely making contact with rim of the glass. "... i was just merely tasting it. you.. always seemed to enjoy it, consuming it in inhuman amounts, and i was curious as to why you found this digestible.." diluc turned his head, placing down the wine glass. venti tilted his head, biting down on his tongue to keep that small laugh from escaping his own lips. you could easily tell that the young master was struck in love with him.

not that he wasn't going to point it out.

who else would he try wine for? "why do you insist drinking alone, master diluc? i would be a preferable drinking buddy if you wish to drink at all." venti grinned, shooting finger guns at the red head. the young master gritted his teeth, pushing the quarter-filled glass away from him.

the bard giggled and hopped onto the stool besides him, taking the glass for himself. diluc, unbothered by now, simply allowed him to. "you do realize that you have a debt following your name, do you?" he propped himself up on his hand, eyes focused on just the bard. venti poured himself a fuller glass, much more than the wimpy shot that diluc poured for himself. "weren't you the one admitting to paying it off yourself?" he brought the glass to his lips, a small smirk forming in the corner of them as he took a sip.

"yes.. because you wouldn't pay for it yourself.. as if you could pay it at all."

"that's just how kind you are, master diluc. but don't you think it means something?" venti turned his head to face the male, eyes shimmering almost to weaken him. "urk." diluc averted his gaze. "i don't understand what you mean."

"you know exactly what i mean." the bard sneakily placed his hands on diluc's knees, holding himself up as he inched in closer to the red head. "i suppose this is your way of love for me?"

silence.

"i do find myself listening in on your small conversation with my statues.." diluc turned his head almost immediately, face flushed res in embarrassment. his own god had been listening to his rants and rambles with their statues? talk about embarrassing.. "hehe, caught your attention?" venti teased.

"mm.. what was it? give me a moment to recall one of them." venti pulled his hand back, tapping his his lip.

the moment he parted his lips, diluc slapped a hand over the bard- archon's mouth. venti cheekily grinned from his eyes. "don't.. don't speak anymore." the red-head furrowed his brows together.

"mnhmmhrmmhhhh." he let go. "why don't you confess your feelings while i'm here?" venti grinned.

"i *have* no feelings to confess."

"you do, you totally do!"

this went on for a while, back and forth as diluc refused to absolutely tell venti even though they both knew what would come out of his pretty lips.

"fine, fine- i.. l... y...o.."

"i didn't quite catch that-"

"i love you."

venti was now the one blushing instead. or rather, they both were blushing profusely. silence once more, but the tension grew to be something more different. their hearts raced, thumping against their chests.

the bard, being the one to always initiate the first move, leaned in and kissed the red-head to end that silence. "wait-" diluc breathed before their lips crashed against each other. he was kissing an archon. his god. *the* archon of mondstadt.

there was no use in stopping, for as his arms unwillingly snaked around the bard's surprisingly thin waist. "just follow my lead." venti whispered against his lips. perhaps the shaky movements in his body and the sloppy kissing led for venti to figure that this was his first. funny for the top bachelor in mondstadt.

what went for almost hours now, the two were breathless at this point. cheeks brushed pink, drool slightly staining the corner of their lips. diluc just kissed a god. he just fucking kissed his god.

"you're totally freaking out right now." venti pointed out the obvious, laughing at his shook state. diluc interrupted once again, the bard cupped his cheeks and planted a kiss on his lips.

"i love you too."

#diluven #diluc #venti #genshin #gay men kissing mwah mwah #genshin impact #fanfic #diluc x venti #venti x diluc

[tealeavesandthorns]

OOC Post | How the 'tism affects my rping!

// I wanted to create this post to try and help people understand how autism and to an extent adhd can affect my RPing abilities.

In the past both of these things have negatively affected my ability (though to be fair I wasn't aware that either of those were problems I suffered with).

To be entirely honest, I'm still figuring out a lot about autism, about the way it affects my brain, about how it's both hurt and helped me in the past. I suppose the biggest thing I'm asking for is patience and mostly direct speech.

This post got long and a bit rambly. So the long and short of it is:

I sometimes struggle in group settings, especially where the focus becomes on the personal rather than a specific subject

I sometimes struggle with communication, including setting boundaries.

Due to masking I sometimes struggle with setting boundaries

I sometimes struggle (not autism this one but anxiety), with expectations I perceive people to have built up around me, especially when I am having a hard time.

Under the read more though there is a rambly post about struggling with rping and realisations I've had.... for those who want to read or are interested. If you have any questions too please feel free to message me.

Communication and masking are the biggest two things I have seen affect my roleplaying in the past, hence focusing on these.

Like many autistic people though I have things that run alongside my autism - anxiety, OCD, occasional depression and there's a high probability of ADHD. Whilst these have also contributed to certain breakdowns over the years I feel like the autism has been the biggest cause and now understanding it, I think, will stopped me getting burned out as easily.

COMMUNICATION & MASKING

Roleplaying is a communicative hobby - I know this, you know this. RPing requires communicating and building intricate relationships for characters with worlds and partners.

Where I struggle is when the focus switches from story to personal lives. I'm going to be direct here because it's the only way I know how to say this; I have loved every organic friendship that has come about because of tumblr and the tumblr roleplay community. However because of masking I have often put too high demands on myself or cultivated relationships where I feel I need to be available at all times. I have quickly burnt out. Because I didn't understand why I was so frustrated and upset with those relationships when they have broken down. I have disappeared or ended up alone.

I'm not just blaming my autism here, I hope that comes across. I take full responsibility for those breakdowns but the fact is I didn't understand what was happening to me.

Due to masking all my life I was unable to set proper boundaries and I began to struggle when people were talking to me about personal problems more than we were ever writing or talking about writing.

That probably sounds harsh. Writing is my special interest though and in some ways I guess it could be considered a stim. I love writing, it's all I want to do and plotting and talking about characters and headcanons and meta brought me so much joy.

I really struggled too because I felt like I wasn't being fair to people who were actively, clearly, trying to befriend me. I struggled in group settings when people tried to organize socials and even more so when there were chaotic games of cards against humanity.

Part of it was me not wanting to miss out and I absolutely could not keep up with a shedule of nights being up til 4am and then back awake for my job.

And this is where the potential ADHD comes in because inspite of all those things I LOVE a million threads, I love a million threads with different partners and with one partner. I love a million universes, I love building little universes in our corners of the internet. I love making friends and talking to people and my god if I like your character and you I will go to the ends of the earth for you. I'll help you and love on you and suggest a million threads.

That's intense right?

But see the problem is I then can't keep up that level on intensity and I burn out.

I also struggle with a strong sense of justice. I never thought I would say those words but it is now becoming abundantly clear to me that my strong sense of justice, that moral compass inside me has bitten me on the ass a few times for things that were relatively minor and that normal people can brush off.

Like I said I'm still figuring out a lot about my autism and how it impacts me in all areas of my life. Rp and writing is one of those areas I need to tease apart. It's not been as easy, as say, understanding how it effects my senses.

#;out of teaandplants #ooc #//post about autism got long and rambly so there's a top short bit and a long rambly bottom bit

[brooklynbred-a]

I saw your post about what your biggest strength as rper is shortly before I was about to go to bed yesterday... I will mainly make references about your other character Anya cause she's the only one I've written with so far but I still wanted to send you this.

So yeah here it goes:

Creating an amazing character! I love Anya so much and from the bit we wrote together she's really cool and fun to write with. I just loved the moment when Anya said otherwise Katya would have missed her glowing personality. This made me laugh so bad. I also love Anya's background story and the fact that she has this superpowers because she's a mutant. All of this shows how much work and love you put into your character. Anya isn't just another bog standard character that you have seen 1000 times before and who is clearly mary sue and overpowered etc.

Your writing style! I just love it! I love the way you formulate and explain everything that your character does. That you also write down what your character is thinking and feeling at the moment and about specific things. It gives me so much to work with so that it never happened that I read your replie and was like "Okay and what am I supposed to answer to this now?" Okay it did happen but more because I had so many ideas what to asnwer. And beside all of this I'm learning new words thanks to you. For example I didn't knew the word "scoff" before but now I do.

Your formatting style! I love how you are always formatting everything with the colorfull passages and icons etc. I would do the same but I don't have icons and I have no idea how to make them and tbh I'm also kinda lazy to make them. BUT I really love it how you do it. I even adopted the idea of making some text parts in another color because I loved it so much. I just have to learn how to use other colors because the standard colors of tumblr aren't that great.

Our OOC talk! It's so great for me to be able to talk OOC with the people I rp with. First of all because it makes things easier to plot but also to get to know eachoter better. It also helps so much with my anxiety and my fear to talk to people. AND THE PLOTTING!!! I LOVE PLOTTING!!! AND RANTING ABOUT OUR CHARACTERS!!!

You're personality! You're such a sweet, beautiful and lovely person and I really appriciate how niece you have been so far, for example with reading through my masseges which always tend to be far to long because of all my rambling without telling me to shut up or anything.

Over all I really love to rp with you. You're an amazing person and it's so much fun to build this story together that we are now working on but also to just talk about stuff OOC.

Sending You Lots Of Love

THANK YOU SOOOOOOO MUCH SWEETIE!!! This really warms my heart and I am so glad that you enjoy Anya so much, and I am very much looking forward to the thread with Steve and Katya, he's gonna be such a sweet dad to her! And I really appreciate all of the things you pointed out. I don't have the opportunity to do the things I used to love to do, so writing is my main hobby now. It's nice to see that people love the amount of effort I put into my muses.

#collectorofhope

[kmhya]

Oral fixation || E. Munson

♡a/n~. inspired by this here post by @vxntagedior (check them out btw, they churn out loads of great content) ‘cause i have writers block and this sparked smth in me also i feel like i wrote Eddie a lil ooc so warning lol

“Ok, so, to answer this question, we need to go back to paragraph five….” Your words were completely lost on Eddie as he stared into space, the space that just so happened to be in front of your face. The cap of his pen had found it’s way between his teeth yet again and he chewed it eagerly while whatever you were tying to explain served as white noise for his brain.

“…And then you have t- Eddie? Are you even listening to what I’m saying?” You turned your full attention back to him. Oops, busted. “Eddie, c’mon! I’m trying to help you! Twenty-one years old and still in high school is bordering on creepy.” You complained.

You had him there. He’s been considered a freak long before he was held back, he didn’t need to be a rumoured pedo on top of that.

“Fine, fine! Just- maybe repeat all of what you just said.” You threw you hands up in exasperation and groaned. “Look, I’m sorry! I was just- head in the clouds, y’know? Promise all of my focus is only on you.” Well… He wasn’t lying, his focus was always on you! Just mostly not on what you were saying.

“You’re lucky I like you, Munson. Anyways like I was saying, to get what you need to answer this question, you have to go back to paragraph five and read through all of it-” For the next few hours you tutored Eddie thoroughly, making sure he understood the working and going over parts he couldn’t quite grasp.

“You gotta stop chewing your pencil, man. You’re probably going to get lead poisoning our something.” You scolded, taking the pencil out from between his teeth for the fourth time.

“Sorry, force’a habit. Do it when I get nervous.” He looked slightly sheepish and it made you frown.

“Why’re you nervous? You made loads of progress tonight.” You never really pegged Eddie for a nervous kind of guy. He had such a confidence about him all the time that you never could’ve guessed he gets so nervous about normal things that everyone else got nervous about.

“I just…I really want to graduate this year. I really really want to. There shit I wanna do, y’know? I wanna get out there and do stuff with the band, move me and my uncle out of this shitty trailer park, get some big old country house like those other rich ducks have. I want my slice of The American Dream with a Munson twist on it.” By the end of his rambles he was out of breath and on his feet in front of you. He could feel the beat creeping up his neck at the realisation he had just dumped all of this inner anxieties and dreams straight onto you and he looked away, his hand reaching up to rub his neck in embarrassment.

“Shit, sorry that was kind of heavy. I ruined the mood didn’t I?”

“No, Eddie you didn’t ruin the mood. It isn’t weird that you’re nervous at all.” You stood up and tried to catch his eyes. He looked up at you and you smiled. “You’re going to ace the exams and walk out of this school with your head held high.” Eddie was looking you in the face by now, the nerves he held slowly leaving him.

“You really think all that?” He asked quietly.

“Of course, Eddie. I think the world of you, I always have and I always will, no matter what happens.”

Shit. Fuck. Ok, you just said that to him. Fuck. What is he supposed to say back?

“The world, huh?” He covered up his shock with a sly remark and a grin.

You rolled your eyes hard and shoved his shoulder. “Knew I shouldn’t have said anything, just went straight to your head. Where nothing else seems to go, by the way.” You turned back around and sat back on the couch, looking to your books and ignoring the way he flailed.

“Aw, don’t be like that! I’m just pullin’ your leg!!” At Eddie’s whining you spared him a glance and he smiled.

“Tell me how much I mean to you one more tim-” He couldn’t even finish his sentence before your textbooks crashed into his head.

“Pushing it, Munson!!”

—————

As you walked up to the Munson’s trailer, you could heard the sound of Eddie’s guitar and the murmur of his voice. You smiled and leaned against the door, stalling so you could hear a little bit more without you interrupting him. You listened for a minute or so until you heard him yell ‘FUCK’ and then some crashing. Worried, you burst into the trailer and were greeted by a disgruntled looking Eddie surrounded by balled up papers and a overturned side table that had scattered various dishes over the floor.

He looked up to you with surprise creasing his brow.

“Hey, uh, what’re you doing here? We aren’t studying tonight.” He sounded genuinely lost and you rolled your eyes as you shut the door behind you.

“What, am I just your tutor now? What kind of friend would I be if I didn’t drop in outside of our work hours.” You said and shoved the snacks you had brought into his chest. “What’re you doing anyways? I just heard you have a full on tantrum in here.”

“I did not!” You snickered at his defensiveness. “I’m trying to write some new songs for the band but…I’m running into a wall. Nothing’s-”He hit his head a few times before continuing, “coming out and I don’t know what to do.”

You looked towards your lap, kind of regretting the snark you walked into his home with.

“Well, I’m sure the late night studying isn’t helping. We could take a rain check on out next session if you want? Just so you can get in the headspace again.” You proposed. He really should be studying as much as he can but Corroded Coffin meant to much to Eddie, and if he couldn’t excel with them, he’d be in a bad mood for who knows how long.

“I can’t do that. I appreciate the offer though.” He ran his hands down his face and groaned.

You both sat there in silence for a while, the quiet interrupted occasionally by the crinkle of a bag or the crunch of a chip.

The cap of Eddie’s pen found itself in between his teeth again and he chewed on it furiously. Like if he gnawed on it enough, it would magically make lyrics and a melody appear on the black piece of paper in front of him.

“Jesus, how many pens have you destroyed by doing that?” You laughed. You plucked the pen from his mouth and inspected it. It was riddled in bite marks and the very tip of the cap was almost beginning to fray.

“Did you just come here to ridicule me?” He asked as he snatched his pen back.

“Sorry sorry, I’ll stop. Promise.” Eddie eyed you suspiciously and you held your hands up in surrender. “So…did you have melody or something in mind?”

He sighed and picked up his guitar, “Sorta…Nothing groundbreaking but something.” He started playing a fast riff, his fingers gliding over the frets effortlessly. His long hair kept falling in the way so he flicked his head from time to time to get it away from the strings.

You listened for the next few minutes until he came to a stop and you whooped and hollered in minutare applause.

“That’s sick, Eddie! Very metal.” He snorted and set his guitar back down.

“I don’t think you’re qualified to use ‘metal’ as a compliment yet. You wouldn’t know metal if it slapped you in the face.” He had picked up his notebook again and was hastily scribbling things down.

“Well I’ve got you haven’t I? Can’t I call my best friends ‘Metal’?” He stopped at that. Oh. Best friend

“Beat friend? I’m your best friend?” He sounded disbelieving of you and you smiled brightly at him.

“Course you’re my best friend, Eds. I don’t just offer tutoring services for just anyone.” You replied.

Damn. Ok. He covered up his slight sadness with humour. “Of course I’m your best friends, I probably scared everyone else off.”

That got you and you burst into laughter. He laughed with you but he was till stuck on ‘best friend’. Is that all he was to you? All you meant to each other?

—————

Eddie paced back and forth, the sound of wild applause coming from the audience beyond the curtain he was behind. What the fuck. What the fuck? Why did he agree to do this? Corroded coffin had never performed in front of a crowd this large! in his own words, their usual crowd consisted of five drunks, so this? Way out of their league.

“Eddie!! c’mon man, what’re you doing? we gotta get ready, we’re almost on!” Gareth yelled, getting up from his seat. He walker over and grabbed Eddie from behind by his shoulders, giving him a shake.

“I know! I’m just..,” Eddie brought his hands up to his head and gestured then wildly, “doing my pre-stage ritual! Essential to a riveting performance!” He covered up his nerves with theatricality and smiled at his bandmate.

Jeff raised an eyebrow, “You’ve never had a ‘pre-stage’ ritual befor-” He was quickly interrupted by Eddie,

“Silence! I have to prepare, I think you should all do the same.” He stormed away from them, deeper backstage. He reached beneath his shirt and felt for his pick, bringing it up in between his teeth to nibble on it hard. He carried this strange habit of chewing on things absentmindedly all throughout his childhood and into adulthood. He’d tried all he could to kick it but it always came back full force, so his just gave up at a certain point.

“Eddie? You back here?” He heard your voice calling to him and he looks up again, stilling. “You ok? I saw you walking in circles for like, a good three minutes.” You said.

Eddie quickly spat his pick out of his mouth and fiddled with it in his hands.

“Yeah, yeah, I’m fine. Just a bit nervous; we’ve never performed in front of a crowd this big before. A bit daunting…” He muttered.

“C’mon, Eddie, you’ll be great! You’ve rehearsed for so long, performing this feel like second nature, and if can get your head around that, you can enjoy yourself.” You put both of your hands on his shoulders and turned his to face you. “All of these people are here to see you! Most have already heard you and decided that they like the music you make and it’ll probably be pretty hard to change their minds.”

Eddie sagged into you slightly and you laughed. You always knew just what to say.

“You’re right…Thanks, I really needed this.” He sighed. You always knew what to say to bring his head back onto his shoulders and he was eternally grateful.

You both turned towards the stage when you heard the MC start to announce the next act, which was Corroded Coffin.

“Hey um…Mr Munson?” A mousy looking boy approached the two of you. “You-You’re on next so can you please rejoin your group near the fr-front?” Eddie nodded and the boy scurried off again.

“Don’t stress, Eddie. You’ll do amazing, as always.” You gave him a reassuring smile and he returned one of his own.

“Thanks, Sweetheart. Seriously.” Eddie gathered you up into a hug and you laughed loudly. He pulled away only for you to rush forward and plant a kiss onto his cheek. Oh fuck. You were going to kill him.

He looked at you, dumbstruck for a few seconds, until his awe was interrupted by Gareth. Damn him.

“Eddie!! Come on, dude, we’re about to go on!” Gareth shout whispered.

Eddie went to turn back to you but you weren’t where he left you.

“Break a leg, Munson!! Look for me in the crowd!!” You yelled as you jogged away from him.

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“Why did no one tell me that organising rosters was such a pin in the as- Ouch! Eddie, what are you doing?!” you laughed. You were sitting in between Eddie’s legs against he chest in the floor of his trailer. His arms were draped around your waist as you fretted over the roster you had to fix by the next day. You were so rudely interrupted by Eddie when he decided it would be a bright idea to start nibbling on your neck.

“Mmmmm, sorry, you were just boring me to an early grave. I had to do something about it.” He mumbled, flopping his head and your shoulder. You hummed and brought a hand up to scratch his head absentmindedly.

“Nah, it’s ok. Know you got that weird oral fixation thing or whatever. Just caught me off guard s’all.” Your eyes stayed on the sheet of paper in front of you, trying to figure out how you could give Molly her two days off while also nanking sure Ronny got to his little sisters piano recital.

About five minutes passed of you continuing to make adjustments to peoples hours and leave when you feel Eddie’s teeth on you again, gentler this time. Kinda ticklish, actually.

“Ok, Eddie? If you keep doing that I might have to move.” He didn’t like that response so he made a sound akin to a cartoonish lion’s rawr and bit your neck. Hard.

“OW, EDDIE WHAT THE FUCK?” You shouted, you body jolting against his as you turned around fast. This idiot was laughing his head off. So hard in fact he fell flat on his back and put one of his arms over his eyes. His uproarious laughter made you crack a small as you discarded your work and slammed yourself on top of him. Eddie made an ‘oof’ sound as you started poking and pinching at his face in retaliation. He kept laughing though and eventually you stopped and just completely relaxed on him, resting your head in the crook between his neck and shoulder. Soon, his laughter turned into small giggles and you felt his arms come around your back. You were effectively trapped.

Eddie leaned up slightly and whispered into your ear, “Gotcha” before nipping your earlobe and laying back down flat again. “This was my plan alllll along, to get your mind off that stupid job that you hate. No one can resist the Munson charm, especially you, Sweetheart.”

You pressed your hands against his chest and leant up so you could look down at him and raise and eyebrow.

“‘Munson charm’? Wouldn’t call it that, more like harassment...” You pondered what you said like a question and Eddie put on the most offended face.

“Harassment?! Well I never!” He said loudly as he pulled you to him and flipped you over so that you were underneath him on the floor. You were laughing and Eddie couldn’t keep the smile from forming in his lips. God you were so pretty when you laughed. You had such a pretty smile, he could just sit still and stare at you smiling forever and he could die happy.

Eddie’s stare was burning into your face and you could feel it lingering. You felt one of his hands shifting to brush some of your hair behind your air and you stifled your laughter, biting your lip. He looked at you for a little longer before slowly lowering his face closer to yours.

A small smile returned to your lips as you reached a hand up to your boyfriend’s hair, tugging him down to meet your lips in a kiss.

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