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Everyone clap for non consensual body modification everybody loves a character whose body has been altered against their will

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[hi folks it's jaye. guess who thought "i should start a canon multi" and then finally actually did it in a burst of energy ✌️.]

[anyway. woe. survival horror game girlies blog be upon ye all.]

[this is gonna be a bit of an experiment for me. I'm gonna download my usual photo editing stuff again and hopefully make some icons and dividers and stuff for this blog, be a bit more graphics-heavy like seems to be usual for tumblr rp. but my usual policy of "i care more about writing and cool muns than your aesthetics and graphics" still applies.]

[and once i download all that stuff I'll make a nice promo but for now this will have to do :' D]

[there may be more muses added in the future but I'm starting small for now, with just the two I feel most passionate about.]

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Vayu blinked, rubbing his eyes as he rose from his own bedroom. All around, the shuffling and sniffling of little life. He supposed their guests had arrived.

He met Viola's gaze momentarily, before his eyes darted back out to the noises in the dark. They didn't stay distant for long -- a pang of alarm stabbed him as the rats all approached, even though he wasn't sure what else he expected. Call it an impulse. He took in a deep breath -- his eye was unsure where to wander or rest, with all the motion around.

Slowly, he nodded in agreement, murmuring "not at all," to Viola and all her guests.

It didn't take long for the vermin to come crawling out of their holes. Curiously they pitter-pattered around the hallway, sniffing and nibbling at the morsels strewn around. One small squeak quickly grew into dozens of squeaks and scratches in the darkness.

Viola slowly sat up on her bedroll and peered into the darkness "No, it's fine, we left them for you." She spoke, as if answering a question no one asked "Simply looking for alchemical ingredients. See, my cousin came here before, so I know there's some here."

Shooting a glance at Vayu she gestured to him to remain calm as rats began to scurry into their little camp, sniffing and pawing and climbing on anything they could see "We don't mind sharing our warm fire, do we, Vayu?"

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[hi folks it's jaye. guess who thought "i should start a canon multi" and then finally actually did it in a burst of energy ✌️.]

[anyway. woe. survival horror game girlies blog be upon ye all.]

[this is gonna be a bit of an experiment for me. I'm gonna download my usual photo editing stuff again and hopefully make some icons and dividers and stuff for this blog, be a bit more graphics-heavy like seems to be usual for tumblr rp. but my usual policy of "i care more about writing and cool muns than your aesthetics and graphics" still applies.]

[and once i download all that stuff I'll make a nice promo but for now this will have to do :' D]

[there may be more muses added in the future but I'm starting small for now, with just the two I feel most passionate about.]

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I am who I am, and I am not going to change! - Hilda

Vayu raised one hand from the tub of cold water and rubbed his temples. He sighed with a muttered "'course."

He was raise his palms, and make a pacifying apology before trying to forget this whole thing happened. That was the difference between him and Hilda -- he was far more willing to back down from a confrontation. He was a weakling in that way, but a somewhat safer one. Funny how things balanced out.

Hilda was going places with that attitude. If those were good places was a question that nagged at him, in the back of his mind, as he lifted a cloth from the water, the girl's black eye in his peripheral vision.

"Well the good news is you don't have to."

He handed her the cooled cloth, and instructed, "Put this over your eye and keep your head up."

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Again, Vayu felt the urge to look over his shoulder, even though the house had almost certainly almost disappeared into the trees. A part of him wanted to walk backwards, look back until it had fully gone from his sight, and feel his heart shatter at that exact moment to be in reality -- cold, senseless reality -- yet again.

He closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and then opened them. He looked almost rigidly forward, not even glancing at Iago pressed against his side. His feet walked forward, mostly in step with them -- but his gait was more of a forced march than anything.

Card games, tea, all sorts of creature comforts. It sounded nice. He could look forward to it. And yet, in his heart he dreaded how it might compare. The nightmare was over, and yet in its quieter moments... at the start -- it was perfect. It was almost perfect.

His throat felt dry, and his voice felt heavy, stiff, motionless in his mouth.

Maybe he needed that peace and quiet. Maybe it would settle his senses after all he went through. Maybe it would just give him more time to ruminate on it all.

Maybe he needed noise and bustle and activity. Maybe he needed to escape into something productive and mundane. Maybe he needed to exhaust himself until he collapsed again.

"...I don't mind the rambling," he finally said. But he made no real request with it.

Stupid question. He's near starving.

They nod quickly and repeat under their breath, "Bread. Water. Tea. Real tea. A card game," they last one, they say with a flicker of a smile, amused by that request. Less so by the way he cuts himself off. It's so rare for Vayu to ask for something, they wish he'd keep going. "I can think of a few. And I consider myself a fast learner if you have one in mind that I don't already know."

When his voice dies down and he looks back, Iago worries they're losing him again. Normally, they don't mind stretches of silence, especially not with Vayu, who they've grown so comfortable around. But now... they're nervous. They're worried he'll slip right through their fingers. Again.

They slip to his side and hook his arm around their shoulders to press against him, partly to keep him steady as they walk, to catch him if he stumbles or help him if he needs to rest. And partly because the worry is making them particularly clingy. They hope he doesn't mind, and they keep their grip loose in case he does.

"Anything you want- You'll tell me anything you need. I'll make it happen," Iago tells him while they guide him. Lacking a natural honey-tone voice, it likely comes out sounding a little bit more like a command than a gentle reassurance. Maybe the rhythmic, soothing way they run their thumb back and forth over the back of his hand softens the rest of their antsy, nervous energy. Worried, worried, worried.

"You're not getting rid of me for quite some time, I'm sorry to say," they add, not sounding all that apologetic about it. That, at least, is intentional. "So at least give me a few things to do in the meanwhile. Food, water, tea, cards. I could draw you a bath..? I could give you some peace and quiet, as well, if you just say the word. If you don't, I fear I might ramble the whole way back and then some." Only somewhat a joke. It would keep him awake until he's ready to sleep again, at least. And I'll be with him then, too, to make sure he wakes up.

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[saw a really nice lighter and was tempted to add it to vayu's aesthetics but alas... He Would Not Fucking Have That]

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[happy trans day of visibility! Look At Him]

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[you guys think vayu ever wrote fanfiction.]

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i am full of love and also fatigue

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if you were a deity, what would you be the god of?

agriculture and the home

generous and nurturing, you represent and protect the home and family. those who pray to you are often blessed with calm and happy lives and a bountiful harvest. celebrations and festivals are held every fall in your honor and a candle burns for you through the winter, hoping no one goes hungry during the harsher months.

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there is a part of you that wants to devour (2022)

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— Brenna Twohy, "I Know It's a Little Late," Forgive Me My Salt (via letsbelonelytogetherr)

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If Vayu were really negatively surprised by something (e.g. scary) what would he exclaims, if anything? I'm talking three class of things like, "Jesus Christ!" "Oh my God!" etc

My instinct is that other than typical English stuff like damn and shit (he is not shy with cursing), he would use a Bengali curse. dur is the first one that comes to mind, it's very mild. Think damn. Imagine it kinda hissing or rolled and breathy, like duuur...!

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[the shadow asks (found here) are gonna be VERY fun because vayu is repressing a whole lot of stuff]

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📺 + if it were between your close friend or Lalanika, who would you save and who would you let die?

"Lalanika!" the shadow barks. "Lalanika will die. What do you take me for, someone that would ever choose that monster over a friend?"

"Hell, let's go further. I'd kill her myself, just to make sure the job's done. I'd rip her apart the way she ripped me apart -- slowly, piece by piece, organ by organ...! That thing will beg for forgiveness, for mercy, but there will be none."

The shadow gives a crooked smile, clearly reveling in such a fantasy.

"Whichever friend this is better appreciate it."

Ask The Shadow | Accepting