#Ah shit Here we go again [RP Prompts]
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cxskxtsymptxm · 1 year ago
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All muses! <Muse List>
Edward Warren || Eddie Gluskin Ghostface || Corey Cunningham Charlie Emily || Hidan Nemesis T-Type || Will Graham Nimble Jack || RZ Myers Art the Clown || Billy Lenz Billy Loomis || Stolas The Spot || Kikin Jack Krauser || Shin Jong-In Ashby Brooks || The Entity Tiffany Bedrock || Spidersona OC [W.i.P] Spider Weaver || Michael [w.i.p] [TMA]
a comprehensive list of scenarios
feel free to combine multiple prompts or add  “ + reverse ”  to switch roles !   for reference, the one sending in the prompt is the one committing the action.
1.  GUEST :  for one muse to offer the other a place to stay. 2.  STORM :  for both muses to find shelter from a severe storm. 3.  MEDIC :  for one muse to show up at the other’s doorstep injured. 4.  SURPRISE :  for one muse to come home and find the other already inside. 5.  TRIP :  for both muses to road trip or travel together. 6.  BABYSIT :  for one muse to help the other home while they’re drunk. 7.  INSOMNIA :  for one muse to find the other still awake at 3am. 8.  AMBUSH :  for both characters to come under attack by the same enemy. 9.  DANCE :  for one muse to ask the other to dance at a party. 10.  STRANDED :  for one muse to help the other who’s stranded on the road. 11.  SERVICE :  for one muse to cover the cost of something for the other. 12.  SAFEGUARD :  for one muse to save the other from being hit by a vehicle or from some other life-threatening event. 13.  DAZE :  for one muse to wake somewhere and find the other hovering over them. 14.  STOWAWAY :  for one muse to find the other hiding on the same ship. 15.  TAXI :  for both muses to share the same taxi ride. 16.  MAKEOVER :  for one muse to help the other with a new outfit or hairstyle. 17.  LIFEGUARD :  for one muse to rescue the other from drowning. 18.  DISASTER :  for both muses to work together to escape a fire, flood, or other disaster. 19.  TRANSIT :  for one muse to sit next to the other on a public transport. 20.  SPRAIN :  for one muse to carry the other after spraining their ankle. 21.  EMPLOY :  for one muse to be hired as the other’s bodyguard, tutor, assistant, etc. 22.  QUEST :  for one muse to help the other with a task in exchange for compensation. 23.  SOOTHE :  for one muse to calm the other during a panic attack. 24.  RECOVER :  for one muse to return the other’s lost belonging. 25.  UMBRELLA :  for one muse to share their umbrella with the other on a rainy day. 26.  HEAL :  for one muse to nurse the other back to health from a sickness or injury. 27.  NIGHTMARE :  for one muse to comfort the other after a nightmare. 28.  REUNION :  for one muse to run into the other again after a long time. 29.  PRIZE :  for one muse to win the other a prize at a carnival. 30.  NUDE :  for one muse to walk in on the other while they’re changing. 31.  BED :  for both muses to wake in the same bed, naked or fully clothed. 32.  TRAIL :  for one muse to notice the other has been following them. 33.  EVADE :  for one muse to pull the other into an alleyway to escape their pursuer. 34.  THIEF :  for one muse to confront the other after having something stolen by them. 35.  CAUGHT :  for one muse to walk in on the other singing / dancing. 36.  FESTIVE :  for both muses to decorate for a special occasion. 37.  PRESENT :  for one muse to give the other a  (birthday)  gift. 38.  WEARY :  for one muse to wake up after falling asleep on the other. 39.  CAPTIVE :  for one muse to hold the other against their will. 40.  SNAP :  for one muse to yell at or push the other out of frustration. 41.  SLEEPOVER :  for one muse to stay the night at the other’s place. 42.  TRESPASS :  for one muse to trespass on the other’s property. 43.  BREAK-IN :  for one muse to discover the other robbing their place. 44.  MERCY :  for both muses to come across an injured animal. 45.  UNKNOWN :  for both muses to wake and find themselves in a strange place. 46.  ACCOMPLICE :  for one muse to assist the other at the scene of a crime. 47.  ASTRAY :  for both muses to take a detour and lose their way. 48.  RELAX :  for both muses to share a hot tub or hot spring. 49.  MUSE :  for one muse to model for the other’s art project. 50.  ACCOMPANY :  for one muse to give the other an extra ticket to an event. 51.  SALVAGE :  for one muse to retrieve the other’s belongings from a thief. 52.  MEAL :  for both muses to prepare and share a meal together. 53.  CEMETERY :  for one muse to find the other at a gravestone. 54.  REFUGE :  for one muse to shelter the other from enemies. 55.  ARRANGED :  for both muses to date or marry out of convenience. 56.  FAVOR :  for one muse to owe the other a favor. 57.  VACATION :  for both muses to book the same hotel on vacation. 58.  DEFEND :  for one muse to save the other from one or multiple assailants. 59.  CATCH :  for one muse to return the other’s pet that escaped. 60.  RESTRICTED :  for both muses to sneak into someplace they’re not supposed to be.
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badlydrawnronpa · 4 months ago
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hi anon ty for sending the message! I did look through their blog and they very obviously use AI - I would've published the ask normally to let other people know but I decided against it in the end because after a closer inspection I noticed that all commissions are fake (besides being fake art I mean) and they're not actually scamming anyone because. uh. literally most of the blogs I saw interact with them are empty rp blogs that are blatantly controlled by them and one of the commissions I saw on their patreon was for a defunct ohsc rp blog from 2014??? Which honestly was really funny.
so yeah, they're very much not pulling any money from that, and on top of it all they posted pics of themselves sooooo yeh, not going to blast them on a blog with a big following for trying the 'i dont use ai im a real artist' but ultimately not scamming anyone out of their money. They're also not the best at like... hiding they're using AI because you can see their traditional art in other posts, and the style or experience level doesn't match at all.
I will post some of their AI stuff underneath the read more and point out the inconsistencies tho, to help out other people in spotting out ai shit (esp non artists that might have an harder time figuring things out). If you find out the original user that posted these, please don't harass them, be civil.
BTW I'M SAYING THIS NOW: if you see something I point out and say ''ah, I do that, I'm in trouble" - no you're not, if you actually draw the stuff yourself. You can see when an artist's work (and mistakes!) are genuine. Beginner's mistakes can be made by experienced artists too, but if you look at their entire body of work you can see when something doesn't add up.
to start off, I saw anon calling them out on this one so I'm just reiterating some of the points, but here's some junko 'art' they made
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when confronted abt it, they said that the fingers look weird because they can't control their shaky hands and drawing small is hard. anyway if you draw digitally you can zoom in on the canvas and work on a detail as big as you need, so that excuse doesn't hold
this other post was basically what made me just say 'yep thats ai' and it was just the second 'art' post I saw from them
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while taken alone they could've been a little harder to spot as AI, with them all bundled together you can easily see they came from the same prompt; the user tried to justify the inconsistencies saying it was because they were 'experimenting' with the design of their oc and gundham's scar but I'm telling you now, no sane artist fully renders four pieces that are basically the same concept while changing the design of the character just slightly in every single one of them. anyway, here's the breakdown of every piece:
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another that was way easier to break down because it's so full of inconsistencies the moment you really take a look at it
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also let's be real if you render art like that you're not gonna put a bright purple unreadable text on your supposed vtuber "art"
let's end this with the AI "commission" that could be harder to break down as AI if seen in a vacuum now, shall we? esp because our friend, the fucked up melty finger, isn't there
I honestly had to look for a while at this one because if you had shown it to me and I didn't see the other stuff this person posted, I could've just chalked up a lot of these mistakes to human error. Tangents between lines, scribbles for details, forgotten uncolored sections is all normal stuff. BUT we know this person used AI in all the other posts, so we know what to look at:
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again, some mistakes the AI does can be also mistakes actual artists do: be sure to check the other art the user makes before throwing accusations
they also posted a fake speedpaint that is so embarassing it made me laugh but if I start pointing out inconsistencies in an AI speedpaint we're gonna be here for a long time, so.
TL;DR AI 'ART' SIGNS:
The classics: hands and fingers don't make sense, there's additional weird lines and they melt into other part of the drawing
long hair strands and other long or flowy elements can suddenly disappear behind objects and not reappear where they should
jewels, intricate details, hairpins and other accessories bend and melt into each other and other part of the design
the resolution of the image is very low and/or grainy - a lot of artists post lower res pieces online, but again: look for a pattern and combos of all the other signs
inconsistencies between multiple art posts, character designs constantly being different, sudden art style changes - while this can also be found with real artists, this is an additional tell of someone using AI, when combined with the stuff I mentioned above. humans mistakes usually have a reason for what they happen, AI makes them because it doesnt understand what it's doing most of the time
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hopefulstarfire · 4 years ago
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Watta Plays: Dragon Quest Starter Sentences
So. One of my best friends has his own YouTube channel. And to show my support and to get his channel out there because if anyone deserves a spotlight, it's him, I figured why not bring in some highlights as sentence starters for people? Useable for writing prompts and rp purposes! Please feel free to reblog, change pronouns as needed and please go check out my buddy Watta Plays!
This may/will contain spoilers from Dragon Quest XI S. This post also covers quotes from episodes 1-12 of the playthrough.
"Oh, that's not odd."
"Oh, okay! Okay! Just a couple of Headless Horsemen! Nothing to be afraid of, nothing to worry about, just....oh boy."
"Hey, isn't that the guy from Smash Bros?"
"You're not nearly as important as that doggo, I am so sorry."
"That doggo requires my attention."
"I'm gonna love it here. I'm home."
"You made me talk to you for irrelevant information. You're first on The List."
"Aw, come on! They're not monsters! They're just...little blobs of joy and happiness!"
"Ah, medicinal -- medicinal herbs -- right, yeah. Yes, yes, medicinal. Strictly medicinal purposes, those herbs. Yes. Understood. Understandable. Have a nice day."
"You're uh...you're not the strongest fighter...are you."
"Is this town just a cult?"
"This music tells me Boss Fight."
"Oh this is some Sly Cooper shit right here."
"This music is giving me some anxiety."
"No, no, no we're going to worry about that now! What the hell was that? No, no, we're not going to wait until later. You tell me what that is, you tell me what that is right now!"
"(Name)? (Name)! You can't leave me like that!"
"There was no Christopher Columbus. He was a lie. A big fat phony."
"Excuse the what now?"
"I know I've been making a lot of Zelda references, but..."
"This isn't gonna be like Kingdom Hearts, where I take a ride to the island and I never see or hear from you again, right?"
"This is triggering a lot of my danger alarms."
"You know my memory is as foggy as those wind spirits up there."
"Let me get this straight. You tell me not to spend it all in one place, and direct me to the exact place in which I can spend it all in one place?"
"So I have to confess my sins to save the game."
"Can we go back to the part where you found me in a river??"
"Aw, sweetie. I've already forgotten you."
"I certainly hope I don't end up regretting that."
"What's so great about the pendant?"
"They've got four chandeliers and a balcony. If that's not fancy, I don't know what is."
"Oh, I already don't like you, friend."
"Why do I have a feeling he's going to slaughter everyone there?"
"Making a racket WILL help me!"
"You're gonna free me, right? You're not gonna kill me, yeah??"
"How long were you in there to dig that big of a hole?"
"Guess I should have accepted those quests before I became public enemy number one."
"Where the hell is that organ music coming from?"
"The rule of three doesn't matter here, don't give me a rule of three!"
"I don't wanna be Kentucky Fried Hero!"
"I would rather not be impaled today, thank you."
"I can't go back to the slammer! I did my time! ...Except that I didn't do my time."
"I think your brain map is kind of out of date."
"Can you just carry me? I need you to carry me."
"Damn, those archers scare the shit out of me."
"Famous last words; I'm gonna be fine."
"I thought it was gonna be a little secret chest alcove, I didn't think he was gonna be there!"
"You said you got jailed a year ago, do you think it's still there?"
"I bet you there's some regret in there."
"So guard boy likes money...oh, and hot singles in your area."
"I still don't trust him. Never trust a merchant. Then again, never trust big money."
"Why are appearing everywhere I go?? And in the most random places?"
"His eyes follow me. Oh, I don't like that. I don't like that at all. I'm getting out of here, I'm not dealing with that."
"Welp, I guess we're heading out at night. That's a spooky thought."
"Now I'm really gonna wish I had that sword."
"It's fine! Kid's not dead! All is good!"
"It's the hot single in our area!"
"Alright, you and me, (name), against the world! Or, rather...against...the government?"
"Oh God, what the hell are you!?"
"I hope that's not gonna come back to bite me in the ass."
"Screw it! Screw it! We'll just fight everything not super dangerous along the way!"
"I don't wanna risk him living to see another day."
"Discount goods??? Discount goods!!!"
"Oh, get a little pep in your step, buddy!"
"The pep is real!!"
"Don't antagonize them! You, like -- you almost died!!"
"What are these little goblinoid things??"
"It's hideous! But...yet...I'm intrigued."
"That's definitely not a good thing, but goddamn if it isn't funny."
"Everything went perfectly, according to plan! Everything!"
"Poor lumberjack doggo."
"Oh, WE'RE the cheeky devils??"
"OKAY, so he's got multi target attacks and he uses fire! Good to know, good to know."
"He'll die by my hand!! MY HAND!!"
"Is that a cow?? What's a cow doing here???"
"TALKING COW! TALKING COW! WHAT THE HELL!? TALKING COW!?"
"Also money. Don't forget money. I would like some money."
"Yeah, I know, my hair is marvelous and magnificent."
"I mean, I'm fine with it if you wanna stay here and praise me for the ends of all eternity. I'm perfectly fine with that."
"O, great angel of the church, I murdered a man today."
"I murdered a demon in cold blood. That's probably a good thing. That's probably what God would want me to do but, you know."
"I'm about to make pulled pork outta these guys."
"Everything's fine. Nobody's dead today."
"Holy shit, did I travel back in time!?"
"I was joking when I said I'd forget about you guys!"
"I don't think I need to confess my sins this time."
"Yeah, I joked about it a lot, so maybe that why it hurts, but..."
"Third rule of RPGs: always check behind the waterfalls."
"You'd think that living this close to a river, or to a lake or something, they would have taught you how to swim."
"Sorry (name), we're gonna leave you in my dust."
"I don't wanna have to look up a guide for something this stupid."
"Holy shit, I'M the heir to the throne!?"
"But, (name), grudges are the best things to bear! It's so fun to bear a grudge!"
"I need revenge, man."
"When you say rightfully yours...you mean that you rightfully stole it."
"Let's teach those assholes a lesson!"
"What a perfect time to raid a government facility for an item that was once stolen, that we're now stealing again."
"You're gonna carry me through this dungeon, right?"
"Oh, it's just a corpse."
"Oh, you're not tricky devils. You're just little devils."
"I don't know what that is, but I gotta fight it."
"How deep does this thing go?? It's like a fucking pyramid in here."
"Hell yeah! We're not dying today, boyos!!"
"He's actually rabid, oh no."
"Kinda unfortunate, but, I mean, I'll take it."
"That wad quite a teleport, young man."
"I have stolen his secret stash!!"
"I don't know if my heart can handle another chase scene!"
"Why are they hiding a dragon under the capital? Like, seriously?"
"Hello, snail!"
"This party is an equal opportunity provider."
"Come down here so I can smack ya ass."
"You're not Minotaur Man! You're an imposter!"
"This is a bar. I don't think this is where I'm supposed to be."
"That's why they sound so weird! They're speaking in haiku!"
"This dude has seen some shit."
"I'm ready for my indoctrination, Mr. Cult Leader."
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cxskxtsymptxm · 1 year ago
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All muses! <Muse List>
Edward Warren || Eddie Gluskin Ghostface Corey || Cunningham Charlie Emily || Hidan Nemesis T-Type || Will Graham Nimble Jack || RZ Myers Art the Clown || Billy Lenz Billy Loomis || Stolas The Spot || Kikin Jack Krauser || Shin Jong-In Ashby Brooks || The Entity Tiffany Bedrock || Spidersona OC [W.i.P]
Bruises and Bruising
WORDS
“Where did you get those?”
“Is that
. somebody’s hand?”
“Is that
 a bootprint?”
“It’ll look worse before it looks better.”
“Come on. Let’s get it wrapped up.”
“Do you want some painkillers?”
“Let me guess, I should ‘see the other guy’?”
“How’d you get a black eye?”
“I know you don’t do it on purpose, but I wish you’d stop coming home bruised.”
“I like the new look. It suits you.”
“Ouch, that looks like it hurts.”
“Talk to me.”
“You shouldn’t end up with bruises because you disagree with them. You know that, right?”
“Will you tell me how it happened?”
“Come and sit with me.”
ACTIONS
(send ‘+reverse’ to reverse the roles, or specify which muse is which!)
[sit] – sender comes and sits next to a bruised receiver. no words, just warmth.
[care] – sender provides physical care for receiver’s bruises (ice pack, wrapping them up, etc)
[shower] – sender takes one look at a bruised and bloody receiver, and goes to run them a shower. hot showers fix everything.
[offer] – sender has something they know receiver will want, and because receiver has had a bad enough day as it is, sender gives it to them. it’s the little things.
[stay] – sender offers receiver a place to stay, so that – wherever they got these bruises – they don’t have to go back.
[concussion] – sender checks receiver for a concussion, because it’s very possible receiver has one.
[home] – sender has no physical way of helping receiver out of this situation, but they offer out their hand anyway. just to hold onto (and to not let go).
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ishgard · 5 years ago
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Title: Gifts & Curses Chapter 1: Nothing if Not Consistent Words: 2,545 Rating: T/PG-13 AO3 Link A/N: I opened one of those RP prompts ages ago that said something like 'Gaius gets cursed and Ahru can heal him', and then at like 4am falling asleep it burst wide open. One day I might go back, tweak it up, and fit it in to the grander story at large, but for now it’s just a stand-alone, for fun, deal.
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Curses were tricky things, suffice it to say. They didn’t work in the ways one expected, or in ways that were obvious. Other times the cursemaker may not have been practiced in the art of it, bringing forth spite-driven but clumsy results.
As it stood, it was difficult to say one way or the other what Gaius Baelsar’s particular case was, but the effects had been wearing on him for days.
“I’m not sure, it’s not like anything I’ve ever seen before
” Yulania frowned, leaning back and folding her arms over her chest. She was still reluctant to help the ex-legatus, but she’d come at Ahru’s behest just the same.
Moving almost in unison with her, Arsh instead leaned forward, tilting his head this and that as he looked Gaius over, scratching his chin.
“That’s because it scarcely resembles anything it ought to. A mess is what it is. Someone slapping together whatever bits of knowledge they could assemble
” He restrained a chuckle -barely- and shrugged. “I’d be surprised if they themselves didn’t suffer for the casting of such a foolish attempt.”
In a small, dim-lit storage room in Ala Mhigo, Gaius sat in silence, gaze cast low to the ground before him, head sunk between his shoulders. He’d always thought himself a decently sensible man - arguable to some, he could reason, when he’d been blinded by grand ideals and the promise of power.
Such was neither here nor there though; whatever this curse, it weighed on him. Hushed whispers and babbling played at the back of his mind, barely audible - only to be crashed by a sudden scream, or angry shouts. Countless voices, all in unison, sometimes dulling to silence, as if to offer him some mild hope of reprieve only, of course, to come barreling over his senses again in a rush.
Sleep was impossible, his performance in battle suffered, and though he held himself together best he could, he could no longer deny the threads were growing thin.
“Can’t say I’m too surprised, there’s no small few who would love to see the Black Wolf hang - or worse.” Yulania sighed and shook her head. While she wasn’t so comfortable with their new ‘ally’, capital punishment didn’t sit right with her either.
“Think you could
 I dunno, trace the aetherial patterns or some shit?” Ahru waved a hand at the air. "Track down who might have done it?" She may have been better at the aetherial arts than she’d ever been in her life, but hells if she knew how to deal with any of this. At best she could muddle her way through more basic healing, and instinct had often guided her well, but it had been clear from the moment Gaius had come to her this was well beyond anything she could pull off.
Yulania scrunched up her nose. “You really think the Elementals are going to give me a hand with this?”
“Pff, of course not. I just figured you might have some handy witch-y tricks up your billowing sleeves.” She didn’t give a piss about the Elementals, Yul was one of the most gifted healers she knew, and that wasn’t because of them. Catching her meaning, Yulania’s cheeks gave a faint pink glow, though she hid it with a frown and shake of her head.
“Unfortunately, it’s such a mess, I’d be afraid to apply any of my usual remedies. Fixing one thing could cause something else to worsen.”
Together they both looked to Arshadaya, who was now crouched down in front of Gaius, waving his hand not five ilms from his face. Gaius, however, didn’t seem to notice, his eyes wide and glazed over, mouth agape. The lines of his face were writ in horror, as if he were seeing some fearsome, terrible thing beyond Arsh’s palm and wiggling digits.
Ahru reached over and smacked Arsh’s hand back - even that did not draw the man out of his stupor, however.
“Gaius.” Bodily shoving Arsh out of the way she instead clapped her hands on either of his shoulders, trying to bring his gaze to hers. She’d seen him go like this once before already, and nothing had worked to bring him out of it then, yet still she could not help but try. There was little use in trying to wrap her mind around whatever their relationship was at this point, but she didn’t enjoy the idea of any she counted among her allies suffering.
“Another part of another stitched-together hex,” Arsh shrugged dismissively. “I don’t think wiggling him around will snap him out of it.”
“Your pointless commentary is not why I asked you here,” she grumbled back. He knew that, he knew everything, and she was oh so certain he knew how to fix this, but it was ever his wont to play so frustratingly coy.
“Yet it’s all I’m capable of offering.” Feigning a crestfallen pout, he dramatically shrugged his hands out to either side of him. Now that she knew better, these little gestures of his at times reminded her of Emet-Selch. But she quickly shoved that thought away, as she was becoming accustomed to doing every time the dead Ascian surfaced from the deep to haunt her.
“Oh, come now, that can’t be true.” Yulania was the first to speak up, as exasperated with the Ascians usual antics as Ahru herself was. No matter how accustomed to it they may have been. “According to Ahru, Emet-Selch could snap his fingers and pluck souls from the lifestream. You’ve practically done the same with her. Surely a tangled up little curse can’t pose such a problem.”
“Ah, but it can. And I’d like to remind you I very nearly died saving our darling Ahru. Emet-Selch was nothing short of prodigious in his abilities to see and understand the movements of the lifestream, and I but a paltry babe suckling at the teet by compare.”
“Imagery I could do without,” Ahru muttered. Her hands remained on Gaius’s shoulders, her eyes on his - still swimming in mute, abject fear. What nightmare of his own making must he have been seeing this time? Unable to scream, same as the dead bodies in his wake. Such was as much as he’d conveyed to her the last time this had occurred. That he’d found himself trapped in the corpses of those who had suffered for his ego, watching with lifeless eyes as even greater atrocities ensued. Their fears and horrors became his, but their anger and resentment wrapped gnarled fists around his throat and strangled him.
“Unfortunately, messy as this curse is, it’s effective. Patchwork bits of one hex and another strewn into his very soul, all twisted and knotted together with one great thread of hatred and murderous spite. Removing one could cause upheaval of another, but worse still is the very potential to unravel his very being.”
It was, at times, difficult to grasp just what Arshadaya really felt on a matter. One sentence or word weighed with amusement and curiosity, another with pity. Such was the case now, but Ahru knew the truth to be simple enough. He was fascinated, but not without sympathy.
“So
 it’ll keep going like this
”
“Until it kills him, yes. Perhaps he will go mad and take his own life. Perhaps he will act rashly, or from exhaustion, and get himself killed. Or perhaps the shock will soon grow too much for his withered old heart.”
“Arshadaya, please
” Yulania’s voice was soft and small, the barest rustle of leaves on a spring breeze. “There’s no need to elaborate on what we already know just because you relish the chance to talk more.”
Again, Arshadaya shrugged, but his flippant demeanor slowly began to slip away, like a mask discarded. Instead he watched Ahru’s face in profile, the way it furrowed and stared deep into the Garlean’s gazeless eyes. Her fingers were sunk deep into the folds of his coat, making the subtlest of movements as if she hoped to massage away the tension even while knowing it would do no good.
“It’s not really a problem, is it?” The moment the words were out of his mouth she was snapped back to the present, face an amusing blend somewhere between a ‘glower’ and aghast. This did not dissuade or give him pause. “By the laws of mortals, this is a just fate, is it not? To suffer all he has made others suffer, to bear every fear and scar upon his soul. In fact, I daresay it’s better than what any judicial system might be able to fathom up. Beheadings are much too quick.”
With each word her face scrunched up more and more, but so too did her obvious annoyance. Alas, it would seem he’d become much to predictable to his favorite little mortal.
“Can we please skip the part where I have to justify my desire to help people?”
“Even old enemies who’ve done so very, very, many terrible things?” He spoke as if he were talking to a puppy, the sarcasm dripping. What fool mortal could possibly have had more blood on his hands than an Ascian, after all?
Ahru turned partway to him now, drawing her hands back from Gaius’s shoulders to fold them across her chest. She was good at nailing this particular expression, half pleading pout, half stubborn glare. But then, it did precisely encapsulate two of her most prevalent emotions; long-suffering exhaustion and willful defiance. She was not so gifted in the Echo that they could share thoughts, but he could hear her loud and clear. ’Do not make me work more than is necessary for information you could just as easily provide me freely.’
“Fine, deprive me of my fun,” Arsh pouted right back at her, though his he would argue was far more heartfelt. “I could, possibly, fix him up if you are truly so adamant about it, but it will require ample payment. Sacrifice, you might even say.”
Had the current situation not already been sobering enough, Ahru and Yulania both tensed, listening with rapt attention. ‘Sacrifice’ was no small word to them, who had buried the bodies of countless comrades, and something neither of them took lightly. Arshadaya, however, simply grinned at them both, shaking his head.
“Ahru, my darling, you’ll have to take him home with you. To Hyr’asra, and your mother.”
Immediately Ahru blanched, eyes wide and mouth agape, not looking all too different now from Gaius.
“You
 have to be joking.” There was no emotion to her words, she wasn’t processing much in the way of thoughts let alone emotions, and the thoughts that did get by simply came out like some automated recording on old Allag tech.
Yulania arched a brow. While she was well aware Ahru’s relation with her mother and birthplace were not particularly great, she didn’t realize it was quite so bad as to warrant such a flabbergasted response.
“Mm, as I recall, the Hiraeth don’t take too kindly to outsiders
” Instead Yul grappled for the easy, obvious answer - or question, rather, which she posed to Arshadaya. “So, wouldn’t it be difficult taking a Garlean there?”
“Oh, that’s not the problem.” Arsh moved over to Gaius now running a finger over the crease in the mans brow as if he were naught more than a statue to bear his intrigue. “Ahru can, technically get away with almost whatever she wants-” at that, Ahru nearly choked on a sudden, bitter laugh. “
The problem is she’s been avoiding it so long she hasn’t the faintest clue how to face going back.”
“Yeah, and marching in for the sole purpose of healing an ex-legatus isn’t exactly going to sit well with the uma’taja.” Ahru piped in, her words betraying her reluctance. But even as unwilling as she was, the greater reluctance was saying no to the suggestion if it might really help.
“I mean
 will they punish you at all?” Yulania muddled over what they were telling her, unable to pick apart what from what. Arshadaya, conveniently, was more than willing now to be silent and pin any answers on Ahru, his golden gaze locked on her. Ahru simply shook her head.
“It
 really doesn’t matter one way or the other.”
“Well that doesn’t sound promising.”
“The worst punishment she’ll endure is her mothers disappointment and dissatisfaction,” Arsh offered.
“No, I’m sure they could do a lot worse.” Ahru rolled her eyes, but she was already coming to her decision. Arsh joked of payment and sacrifices, but as far as she could see it was only her own stubborn pride at stake. “Will you really be able to help him if I take him there?” She frowned, squinting at Gaius. “You said
 mother could?”
“Maybe. First I’d try the ruins. We may be able to fix him there, where the aether is strong and pure. But if nothing else,” he grinned - vicious and cruel. “They could always sing it out of him.”
Ahru shivered. The phrase, however, was perhaps comically lost on Yulania - and for the better.
“Are they
 bad at singing?” She hazarded, voice small and uncertain like a mouse. To that, Arshadaya laughed.
“The worst,” he answered, clapping her on the shoulder in a way that did nothing to alleviate her unease. “But if we’re going to do this, I should go on ahead and prepare.”
This time he did not wait for assurances or firm glares. A dark portal opened for him, and he was gone, leaving the women and nigh-catatonic legatus behind. Yulania sighed, looking to her friend for some sort of assurance that there was not some worser fate awaiting her. As did, unfortunately, seem to often be the case.
Frustratingly, Ahru simply smiled back at her. That same, tired smile she’d seen countless times before when, inevitably, she rallied herself off to some great battle despite however much she needed the rest. The same one she used to ‘jokingly’ breath the words ‘No rest for the weary.’
“Ahru
 You really don’t have to do this.”
“Hah, I do too. I’d do the same for you, or Regi. Any of you.”
Face scrunched up, she fixed her friend with a most ungrateful and quizzical look. “I do hope Regi and I place a little higher than Gaius, Ahru.”
She laughed outright at that, genuine and hearty, and it seemed to liven her up. “Without a doubt, but the sentiment remains the same. So I have a painfully awkward family reunion waiting for me? Not much of a price to pay if it means saving someone.”
Sighing, Yul was near to agreeing, but stopped herself short seeing the apologetic grin now unfolding across Ahru’s features. “
What?”
“Besides~” she sang, “you’ll have the much more arduous task here, letting the others know what’s going on. Should probably start with Valdeaulin.”
“Oh, he'll be pissed, don’t you dare saddle me with-”
“You’re a gem, Yul. I couldn’t do this without you!” Before she could utter another word of protest, Ahru had seized her by the shoulders and given her a kiss on the nose. “Look after him a moment while I grab my things!”
And then she was darting out the storeroom door, leaving her blinking and grumbling to herself.
“You’re as bad as the Ascian
”
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gvnbreaker · 5 years ago
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CHARACTER SURVEY || Aja Hyskaris
@yascaret​ edited/removed some of the questions to make this more FFXIV-friendly. I made a few of my own changes as well.
RULES.  Repost, don’t reblog! Tag 10! Good luck!
TAGGED BY.  @yascaret​ and @wood-warder​
TAGGING. If you’re reading this, you’re tagged!
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BASICS. FULL  NAME :   Aja Hyskaris
NICKNAME :  None (yet?)
AGE :  Appears around late 20s/30 by hyur standards
BIRTHDAY :   Midsummer
GENDER : Non-binary; she/they
ETHNIC  GROUP : Viera (Rava)
NATIONALITY :  Ivalician (?)
LANGUAGE / S : Common
SEXUAL  ORIENTATION :  Homosexual
ROMANTIC  ORIENTATION : Homoromantic
RELATIONSHIP  STATUS :  In a relationship with Lofn Yascaret & Pjel Qoet
HOME  TOWN / AREA :  The Hyskarian Deepwood, Golmore
CURRENT  HOME :  A small house in Shirogane.
PROFESSION : Mercenary. Bounty/monster hunter & occasional bodyguard.
PHYSICAL. HAIR : Vibrant red, wild, curly, falling to mid-back; undercut. Sideburns and widow’s peak.
EYES :  Amber.
FACE :   Square with a sharp jawline. High cheekbones, thick, arched eyebrows, and a prominent, aquiline nose. Often smirking insufferably or flirtatiously, prone to great expressiveness and wide smiles but just as easily brooding. Sharp teeth.
LIPS :  Full. Her smiles are crooked to begin with and deadened nerves on the left side of her mouth add to the effect.
COMPLEXION : Deep brown with warm undertones, lighter palms and soles of her feet, a lighter smudge underneath her nose and around her nostrils. Freckling around her shoulders, arm, the tops of her thighs and her lower back.
BLEMISHES : None of note.
SCARS :  Covered in scattered scars of varying age, depth, and severity, particularly on her left side and near her prosthetic arm. Ceruleum burns on torso; old, ringed scar around throat; vertical scar on left corner of mouth; small scar across nose; edge of left eyebrow; three scars beneath right eye.
TATTOOS & PIERCINGS :  Blackwork tattoos around forearm and legs, among others (design with art to come); white tattoos (curve, three dots) beneath eyes; Several gold rings along outer shells of ears; gold septum ring
HEIGHT :   Just under six fulms, not counting her ears.
WEIGHT :   Average.
BUILD :   Muscular and stocky, with broad shoulders tapering to a strong waist and thighs. [body type reference]
FEATURES :  Her left arm, from the start of the bicep, is a mechanical prosthetic, appearing to be of magitek-or-close make.
ALLERGIES :   None that she knows of.
USUAL  HAIR  STYLE :  Worn loose and wild, not so much a style as a thick mane.
USUAL  FACE  LOOK :  Bare-faced, wearing tinted red pince nez. Smirking, grinning, flirting--generally looking like a complete asshole.
USUAL  CLOTHING :  Loose, open shirts, trousers, long coats, heavy, knee-high boots, leather jackets.
PSYCHOLOGY. FEAR / S : Imprisonment, isolation, drowning, Garlean war machina.
ASPIRATION / S :  Stability, helping others, belonging. In her younger years, she had romantic visions of knighthood, but those have since quieted with the years.
POSITIVE  TRAITS :  Adventurous, Passionate, Brave, Charismatic, Strong, Empathic
NEGATIVE  TRAITS :  Cocky, Bull-headed, Self-destructive, Reckless, Impulsive
MBTI : ESFP
ZODIAC :  Leo
TEMPERAMENT :  Sanguine
SOUL  TYPE / S :   Warrior
ANIMALS :   Wolf
VICE HABIT / S :   Brooding, drinking to excess, recklessness, impulsive decisions, using sex as validation.
FAITH :  She spares it little thought.
GHOSTS ? :  Yes.
AFTERLIFE ? :  Maybe.
REINCARNATION ? : Hopefully.
ALIENS ? :   When she met her first hyur man, she knew aliens were real.
POLITICAL ALIGNMENT : Garlemald bad, fuck cops.
EDUCATION  LEVEL :  Average for a viera of her village. She's taught herself to read between the lines better after being conned out of a full hunt reward once or twice in her early days in Rabanastre.
FAMILY. FATHER :   Fleeting contact a lifetime ago.
MOTHERS :  Still in the Wood.
SIBLINGS :   Several, no contact. She was close with one, but has made peace with never seeing any of them again.
EXTENDED  FAMILY :  Still in the Wood--as far as she knows.
NAME MEANING / S :  Aja, from the Hyskarian Deepwood
HISTORICAL  CONNECTION ? : She was born in Golmore, but as far as she knows her name has little meaning.
FAVORITES. BOOK :  Adventure stories and romance novels. She’d never admit it, but they can be found hidden in her satchel or underneath or inside other things.
DEITY :  She tries not to think about them.
HOLIDAY :  Moonfire Faire, ????
MONTH :  Summer
SEASON :  Summer & Fall
PLACE :  A grassy field. The back of a cycle. On top of someone or between someone's legs.
WEATHER :  Thunderstorms, rain showers, clear skies and bright sun overhead.
SOUND / S:  Rain, thunder in the distance, the soft breathing of a woman asleep.
SCENT / S :  Metal, cedar, rain, leather, girlfriend ( ͥ° ͜ʖ ͥ°)
TASTE / S :  Meat, whiskey, curry, girlfriend ( ͥ° ͜ʖ ͥ°)
FEEL / S :  Furs, leather, grass, rain, girlfriend ( ͥ° ͜ʖ ͥ°)
ANIMAL / S :  Cats, coeurls, dogs.
NUMBER :  7
COLORS :  Red, browns, black, gunmetal
EXTRA. TALENTS :  She's a blunt instrument, so beating the shit out of things. Flirting. Fixing things, usually the mechanical variety. Making friends. Diffusing social conflicts as often as she creates them. She's a good cook, but it's suitable really nowhere else but over a fire with a beast's flank in one hand and a metal spit in the other.
BAD  AT :  Love. Understanding and accepting her feelings. Has a chronic case of Foot-in-Mouth Disease. Has a long fuse, but her temper can spin out of control when pressed. Terrible at restraint and not being reckless and impulsive.
TURN  ONS :  Stockings, especially with the seam up the back. The nape of a woman's neck. Banter. Compliments. Smiles. Give her a smile and a coquettish eyelash flutter or make her feel strong and she's useless putty in your hands.
TURN  OFFS : Flirtatious men, cowards, cruelty, Garleans.
HOBBIES : Fishing, tinkering, gambling, trying new foods, sparring and training, exercise.
TROPES :  You Can’t Go Home Again, Badass Longcoat, Dark-Skinned Readhead, Cannot Spit It Out, Hot-Blooded, Scars Are Forever, Everyone Can See It, Artificial Limbs, Berserk Button, Unusual Eyebrows, Dark and Troubled Past, Rage Breaking Point, Cool Bike, Hot-Blooded Sideburns, Fiery Redhead, Red Oni Blue Oni, Gun Blade, La RĂ©sistance, Spell Blade, Love Epiphany, Bruiser with a Soft Center, Didn’t Think This Through (Gonna stop now or I’ll be here all night)
QUOTES : “Ah, fuck.”
MUN QUESTIONS. Q1 :   If you could write your character your way in their own movie,  what would it be called,  what style would it be filmed in, and what would it be about?          
A1 :  John Wick mixed with Final Fantasy VIII mixed with Drive but with Garlean soldiers, turncoats, gay bro content, a sorceress, and also heaps of gay in general.
Q2 :   What would their soundtrack/score sound like?          
A2 :  Chromatic rock, Nightrun, hair metal, a lot of Deftones, Tool, the Weeknd, indie and acoustic rock for angst.
Q3 :   Why did you start writing this character?          
A3 :   When viera were teased at Fanfest, I lost my mind and have been unable to concentrate on any other character since. Aja was actually going to be a hrothgar, but when they genderlocked them and the model and general design didn’t fit her body type, well
 plans changed.
Q4 :   What first attracted you to this character?          
A4 :   Much like @yascaret’s answer, getting my gay hands on viera in FFTA and being obsessed since then. I wanted to write a warrior, a little battered but unbroken despite everything. She came out differently than originally planned, but in a good way. She’s just an even bigger himbo now.
Q5 :   Describe the biggest thing you dislike about your muse.
A5 :   I worry about Flanderizing her too hard, because while she is a big flirtatious himbo idiot I also want it to come across that she has depth.
Q6 :   What do you have in common with your muse?          
A6 :   Not a lot. I guess we're both stubborn idiots with very long fuses that nonetheless eventually explode and/or destroy whatever is on the receiving end. Also what's gender precious
Q7 :   How does your muse feel about  you?          
A7 :   She probably wouldn’t acknowledge me at all, but we might bond over spicy noodles.
Q8 :   What characters does your muse have interesting interactions with ?        
A8 :   Lofn and Pjel are the obvious choice, but
 Lofn and Pjel. I really love writing her alongside and against them because their personality traits both complement and chafe against one another, often in the same scene. Also I love their chemistry and look forward to how that plays out.  ( ͥ° ͜ʖ ͥ°)
Q9 :   What gives  you inspiration  to write  your muse ?        
A9 :    B u n y  d e a t h  s q u a d. Just in general seeing my RP partners and roleplayers I haven’t interacted with yet writing and posting content for their characters really inspires me. As far as writing Aja, I take a handful of aesthetics, design elements, and themes and smash them together until something clicks. Listening to music and rolling through a prompt generator usually kick starts me into writing a drabble or developing something, and the FFXIV Write challenge has been great for that this month.
Q10 :  How long did this take you to complete ?          
A10 :  About an afternoon and part of an evening. I fell into TV Tropes a little too hard near the end.
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multiversal-archive · 5 years ago
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((Hello guys, I have some hot fuckin’ tea, and it’s about Yamcha. Come join the tea party and take a sip, babes.
Alright, so for context, there was conversation on @dragon-ball-meta [sorry if you think it’s weird to be tagged in a random rp blog’s post I will delete it from the post if you want me to-] about the potential of a pairing between Android Eighteen and Yamcha, the majority  agreeing that the pairing really didn’t make a lot of sense. No big deal, right?
Then comes one user, I will not name them because I don’t want to turn this into a witch hunt, who basically argued “IT DOESN’T WORK BECAUSE YAMCHA IS SEXIST TRASH”
And it. Really annoyed me, you know? Especially since there seems to be this trend of shitting on Yamcha for dumb or made up reasons.
And if you know me, you know that I can’t stand people shitting on him and Krillin.
Now, Dragon Ball Meta has done a good job in rebutting against their arguments, but I wish to make a response of my own, since this character assassination has been going on for years, and I think it’s time to stop.
Fuck your memes, the only valid Yamcha meme anymore is Yamcha juggling turtle shells.
Now before I start, I’d like to preface a few things.
First, no, I do not ship Eighteen and Yamcha. Not only because of the context that Dragon Ball Meta has pointed out, but because their general characters would really make the ship make no sense. Yamcha’s fear of girls would really not mesh well with Eighteen’s ‘spit it out’ kinda attitude. Not to mention, as much as I like Bulcha, Bulma is proof that bossy women just aren’t the best match for Yamcha. He’s too passive to make the relationship work. Yamcha is so afraid of getting dumped that he just nervously accepts that she’s right, and sometimes your partner needs to be told that they’re wrong. And while Eighteen is quieter, she’s kinda bossy too. So no, I don’t see this ship working, with or without Krillin.
Second, just so there’s no mistake, no, this is not me arguing against Dragon Ball Meta. I might elaborate, or even correct him on a few things on the subject, but in general, I agree with his assessment of Yamcha’s character. This is a response to one of the users that reblogged his post. Please do not think for a second I’m trying to start beef or anything.
Also, the person will not be name dropped because one, again, no witch hunt, and two, this is unfortunately an opinion of Yamcha that the majority of the fanbase seems to hold. So I will be arguing them all to fuck.
And if you find out who it is by going to DBM’s blog, do not, I repeat, do not harass them. If you do, I will block you. No exceptions! I don’t care if you’re following me, I don’t care if you like my writing and my characterization, I don’t even care if we’re mutuals. If you harass someone over works of fiction, you’re fucking dead to me.
Third, I know that being a Yamcha roleplayer might make me biased, but believe me, in order to write for this character, I had to do a fuck ton of research, especially since I’m actually relatively new to the series [I fuckin started binge watching it last year from Dragon Ball to Dragon Ball Super, still debating on watching GT], reading up on anything that I missed so that I can stay as true to his character as possible.
That being said, the research I’ve done on this series and this character is why I think the notion of Yamcha being sexist, a cheater, etc. is erroneous.
Now, Let’s begin.
You really don’t bring up a lot of points, your main ones being one, he sees girls as objects and not people, and two, he cheated on Bulma [ah that classic misconception among fans], So I will shoot them down one at a time.
One; You claim that Yamcha is sexist, that he sees girls as objects and things to be exploited.
... When?
No, I mean it, give me one fucking example. You made the claim, the burden of proof is on you, as the one making the argument. I’ll even provide links that let you view the mangas and animes for free so you can point me to one manga panel, one episode with the time that it happens. Give me one example, and I might, might, take that claim seriously.
You also say that he feels justified in his fear and distrust of women, so he’s sexist.
Uhm....? No??? You’re right that he’s afraid of women, but distrustful??? The fuck did that come from?
Oh, but you might zone in on the fear and be like, “That’s proof enough that he’s sexist!”
Uuuuuhhhhh no.
See, fear can mean different things depending on what it’s bred by. With things such as homophobia, transphobia, and, yes, sexism, those are fears bred by hate.
In Yamcha’s case, it’s clear that that’s not his case of fear. Not only does he express his want to get over his fear so he can talk to a girl without freezing up or being a blabbering mess, hence his motivation for trying to steal the Dragon Balls from Goku and the others, but the other characters’ outright point out that he’s shy. On numerous occasions. Usually by Bulma, but still.
Not to mention that usually his reactions to being around a girl or being flirted with by one, it’s usually very anxious, leaving me to believe that he’s got some sort of social anxiety going on.
If you need proof, look no further than episode six of Dragon Ball “Keep an Eye on the Dragon Balls”, where it shows various instances of Yamcha going into panic attacks over Bulma, even going into an outright catatonic state when he realizes he accidentally grabbed Bulma’s boob. [which also discredits the notion of Yamcha seeing girls like objects, as he’s constantly horrified of seeing and touching a naked girl. If he saw girls as objects, he would have been creeping on her all to hell.]
The only reason he got over his fear with Bulma is because her safety was in jeopardy, and he had to put his fear aside to protect her. Once again, this discredits the idea of him seeing women as beneath him, as well as your other point, which I will get to in a while.
“But why is he only like that with girls?” you might ask. Well, not only is there several real life examples of boys being too shy around girls and feeling more at home with talking to boys, Yamcha has expressed wanting to get married one day. And as someone with social anxiety myself, I do find it very hard to approach people IRL because I’m afraid of being judged, if it makes sense. So it’s very easy to argue that the same could apply to Yamcha, just with girls his age.
Two; Your argument is that he cheated on Bulma and that in general, any ship with him would be abusive.
Uhm??? The only source for the cheating issue was Trunks, who got it from his mother... Who’s known to misunderstand situations Yamcha finds himself in as him cheating. Who’s known to get jealous if a girl shows interest in him, not him showing interest in the girl, but the girl showing interest in him.
Not to mention, does this look like someone that’s willing to cheat?
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Because to me this looks more like someone that takes his relationship with Bulma seriously and wants to take it further. And remember, the only prompting was Goku telling Bulma to “take care of the baby” with no context.
Oh, also here’s the link to the manga page so you know I’m not bullshitting.
Oh, what’s that? You’re going to bring up the episode in Dragon Ball Z where it shows him as a baseball player? Where not only were they broken up at the time when he asked someone to go on a date with him and was talking with another girl, but the entire episode was also filler? Once again, think back to his shyness. Even Toriyama confirmed that it’s always going to be there.
“Oh but then you’ll have to say all the fun stuff like Chichi making Goku learn to drive and Yamcha, Tien, and Chiaotzu kicking the Ginyu Force’s ass.” you may say.
I mean. Yeah. It’s not canon. But unless it’s deconfirmed by Toriyama himself or doesn’t contradict established characterization, then we can still imagine that they happened. Most of the filler are things happening during timeskips anyways, or just don’t happen during the main story, so it’s really up to the imagination what all happened, and Toei did just that.
You also claim that Yamcha behaves like a fuckboi, to which I have to say bitch where?
Yeah, he was a bit annoyed that Bulma had Vegeta’s child, but that was never, I repeat, never directed at Bulma, or Trunks for that matter. In fact, by the looks of it, he was helping Bulma take care of him. It’s quite clearly directed at Vegeta.
Why?
Simply put, Yamcha’s ultimate goal was to settle down and start a family. And not only does Vegeta do that, with his ex no less, but he also just... Completely ignores them.
Can you imagine how infuriating that is, not even flaunting something they have that you don’t, but completely ignoring it like it’s nothing.
Vegeta had started this family, the family that could have been Yamcha’s, and he wasn’t even willing to take responsibility for it.
Now I’m not trying to imply that Yamcha was owed anything or that Bulma owed anyone anything. Hell, I don’t think Yamcha thought that either. I’m just trying to illustrate his mindset.
And you know what? After the Cell Games Saga, he stopped being cross with Vegeta. He’s still friendly with Bulma and Trunks, and he’s even friendly with Vegeta. Hell, when Bulla was born, he was excited to meet her.
Pretty sure if he were a fuckboy, he’d be trying to win Bulma back.
But no, he’s content with being friends with Bulma and her family. Because, at least I think, he cares about what she wants and what makes her happy. I think so long as she’s happy with what she has, then he’s happy too.
Does that sound like a fuckboy to you?
“Well then why did they break up? Are you saying Bulma did something wrong?”
No.
Just like in real life, sometimes break ups don’t happen because one slighted the other.
Sometimes things just don’t work out.
Think about it, throughout the series, up until the Android Arc, their relationship has been on and off, usually Bulma accusing him of cheating. And like I pointed out earlier in the post, Yamcha is just too passive to make the relationship work. If he were more assertive and willing to stand his ground and assure her that no, he’s not cheating, then maybe it would have had a better chance of working. 
I think at this point, the healthiest thing for them was that they stopped being in this relationship. For good.
And if their break up was really the result of one of them wronging each other, they would not still be friends.
So, can we end this character assassination? It’s been going on for yeas, and it needs to stop. Same with Krillin’s character assassination.
The memes may have been funny once upon a time, but they’re getting old now. And people are starting to view them as canon.
And that’s it for my tea. If you have something you wish to add or to correct me on, please be sure to share your thoughts. I’d love to know. ^^
Sorry that this is so long and probably all over the place holy fuck-))
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cxskxtsymptxm · 2 years ago
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SPECIFY the muse!
𝟏𝟎𝟎 đ‘”đ‘¶đ‘”đ‘œđ‘Źđ‘čđ‘©đ‘šđ‘ł đ‘·đ‘čđ‘¶đ‘Žđ‘·đ‘»đ‘ș .    (  a  collection  of  100  nonverbal  action  prompts .   mature  and  potentially  triggering  themes  are  present .   add  “ + reverse ”  to  swap  assigned  roles . )
∗ o1ïč•Â sender  tucks  hair  out  of  receiver’s  face . ∗ o2ïč• sender  offers  receiver  a  bite  from  their  fork . ∗ o3ïč• sender  places  their  feet / legs  in  receiver's  lap . ∗ o4ïč• sender  offers  receiver  an  earbud  to  share  their  music . ∗ o5ïč• sender  comforts  receiver  in  the  aftermath  of  a  nightmare . ∗ o6ïč• sender  gives  receiver  company  in  the  hospital . ∗ o7ïč•Â sender  wraps  their  arms  around  a  hysterical  receiver  to  calm  them . ∗ o8ïč• sender  shows  up  at  receiver’s  home  late  at  night . ∗ o9ïč• sender  falls  asleep  leaning  against  receiver . ∗ 1oïč• sender  wields  a  [ gun / knife ]  at  receiver . ∗ 11ïč•Â sender  runs  their  fingers  through  receiver’s  hair . ∗ 12ïč• sender  invites  receiver  to  dance . ∗ 13ïč• sender  takes  a  [ picture / video ]  of  receiver . ∗ 14ïč• sender  places  their  head  in  receiver’s  lap . ∗ 15ïč• sender  and  receiver  make  eye  contact  across  a  busy  room . ∗ 16ïč• sender  pushes  receiver  against  a  wall  to  kiss  them . ∗ 17ïč•Â sender  and  receiver  cook  together . ∗ 18ïč• sender  comes  to  receiver  after  being  injured . ∗ 19ïč• sender  sits  in  receiver’s  lap . ∗ 2oïč• sender  lifts  receiver's  chin ,  invoking  eye  contact . ∗ 21ïč• sender  overtakes  receiver  in  combat . ∗ 22ïč• sender  finds  receiver  [ injured / bloodied ] . ∗ 23ïč• sender  straightens  an  article  of  receiver’s  clothes . ∗ 24ïč• sender  crawls  into  bed  with  receiver . ∗ 25ïč• sender  rolls  their  eyes  at  receiver . ∗ 26ïč• sender  lights  receiver’s  [ cigarette / joint ] . ∗ 27ïč• sender  is  caught  wearing  receiver's  clothes . ∗ 28ïč• sender  strikes  receiver  with  a  pillow . ∗ 29ïč• sender  writes  a  note  on  receiver’s  skin :  [ note ] . ∗ 3oïč•Â sender  wraps  a  blanket  around  receiver’s  shoulders . ∗ 31ïč•Â sender  runs  and  jumps  into  receiver’s  arms . ∗ 32ïč• sender  shoves  receiver  out  of  anger . ∗ 33ïč• sender  hovers  over  receiver’s  shoulder  as  they  complete  a  task . ∗ 34ïč• sender  is  found  by  receiver  somewhere  they  shouldn’t  be . ∗ 35ïč• sender  curls  up  against  receiver  in  their  sleep . ∗ 36ïč• sender  is  found  drunk  by  receiver . ∗ 37ïč• sender  throws  an  item  of  sentiment  bitterly  at  receiver . ∗ 38ïč• sender  joins  receiver  in  the  shower . ∗ 39ïč• sender  is  caught  following  receiver . ∗ 4oïč•Â sender  traces  one  of  receiver’s  [ scars / bruises ] . ∗ 41ïč• sender  twines  their  fingers  with  receiver’s . ∗ 42ïč• sender  barges  into  receiver’s  home  unannounced . ∗ 43ïč• sender  kicks  receiver’s  shin  beneath  a  table . ∗ 44ïč• sender  aggressively  shoves  past  receiver . ∗ 45ïč• sender  kisses  receiver’s  [ forehead / cheek ] . ∗ 46ïč• sender  pulls  receiver  out  of  harm’s  way . ∗ 47ïč• sender  is  found  sobbing  by  receiver . ∗ 48ïč• sender  locks  receiver  out  of  their  room . ∗ 49ïč• sender  brings  receiver  [ coffee / tea ]  in  the  morning . ∗ 5oïč• sender  rests  their  forehead  against  receiver’s . ∗ 51ïč• sender  plays  a  song  for  receiver  that  reminds  them  of  them :  [ song ] . ∗ 52ïč• sender  takes  a  [ punch / stab / bullet ]  meant  for  receiver . ∗ 53ïč• sender  buys  receiver  a  drink  at  a  bar . ∗ 54ïč• sender  needs  receiver’s  help  getting  in  the  bath . ∗ 55ïč• sender  and  receiver  cross  paths  in  the  kitchen  late  at  night . ∗ 56ïč• sender  twists  receiver’s  arm  behind  their  back . ∗ 57ïč• sender  winks  at  receiver . ∗ 58ïč• sender  is  found  collapsed  by  receiver . ∗ 59ïč• sender  prevents  an  injured  receiver  from  getting  up . ∗ 6oïč• sender  claps  a  hand  over  receiver’s  mouth  to  silence  them . ∗ 61ïč• sender  cages  receiver  against  a  [ wall / the floor ]  with  their  arms . ∗ 62ïč• sender  storms  away  from  receiver  during  an  argument . ∗ 63ïč• sender  is  found  by  receiver  sleeping  in  receiver’s  bed . ∗ 64ïč• sender  [ applies / touches up ]  receiver’s  makeup . ∗ 65ïč• sender  throws  receiver  into  a  wall  during  combat . ∗ 66ïč• sender  dances  sensually  with  receiver . ∗ 67ïč• sender  strikes  receiver  across  the  face . ∗ 68ïč• sender  places  their  hand  on  receiver’s  leg  while  driving . ∗ 69ïč• sender  pulls  a  chair  out  from  under  receiver . ∗ 7oïč• sender  catches  receiver’s  wrist  when  they  turn  to  leave . ∗ 71ïč• sender  leaves  an  intimate  mark  on  receiver . ∗ 72ïč• sender  beats  receiver  in  a  video  game . ∗ 73ïč• sender  and  receiver  stand  in  stunned  silence  after  a  fight . ∗ 74ïč• sender  cares  for  receiver  while  they’re  sick . ∗ 75ïč• sender  and  receiver  go  on  a  hike . ∗ 76ïč• sender  is  caught  snooping  in  receiver’s  things . ∗ 77ïč• sender  and  receiver  cuddle  while  watching  television . ∗ 78ïč• sender  throws  something  aggressively  at  receiver . ∗ 79ïč• sender  creeps  up  behind  receiver  to  scare  them . ∗ 8oïč• sender  and  receiver  go  shopping  together . ∗ 81ïč• sender  helps  receiver  [ dye / style ]  their  hair . ∗ 82ïč• sender  draws  receiver  into  a  kiss  by  the  back  of  their  neck . ∗ 83ïč• sender  is  discovered  having  a  panic  attack  by  receiver . ∗ 84ïč•Â sender  accidentally  injures  receiver  during  sparring . ∗ 85ïč•Â sender  grabs  receiver  roughly  by  the  hair . ∗ 86ïč• sender  brings  receiver  to  their  knees  during  combat . ∗ 87ïč• sender  shows  receiver  evidence  of  a  lie  they  told . ∗ 88ïč• sender  winks  [ seductively / mockingly ]  at  receiver . ∗ 89ïč• sender  yells  at  receiver  to  put  their  hands  in  the  air . ∗ 9oïč• sender  helps  receiver  patch  up  a  wound . ∗ 91ïč• sender  holds  receiver  as  they  cry . ∗ 92ïč• sender  silently  and  angrily  points  receiver  towards  the  door . ∗ 93ïč• sender  gestures  for  receiver  to  sit  down . ∗ 94ïč• sender  pulls  receiver  into  their  lap . ∗ 95ïč• sender  cradles  receiver’s  face . ∗ 96ïč• sender  tackles  receiver  out  of  the  way  of  danger . ∗ 97ïč• sender  has  hidden  an  injury  from  receiver ,  and  receiver  finds  out . ∗ 98ïč• sender  confronts  receiver  about  their  unhealthy  behavior . ∗ 99ïč• sender  proposes  to  receiver . ∗ 1ooïč• sender  has  just  died ,  receiver  finds  out .
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chonkychungus · 6 years ago
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❄ x5!!!
Send me a ❄ and I will say something positive about someone random.
I’m functioning on two hours of sleep and I’m scatterbrained at the moment but hopefully this does something to help you guys get through those rough Monday mornings. 
@jesdenart
I see you there, hitting the like button on practically every stupid thing I post whether it’s my various character blogs or my art one. We’ve yet to interact on any level but you seem like an incredibly chill person and a talented artist (you should draw more often). While I don’t know as much about your characters I believe the art you have of them conveys their personality quite well. Know that I certainly feel your presence on my dash and I appreciate it.
@adilynia / @georgianathackery
Other than constantly exchanging pictures of everything that is cats and dogs, I feel you are one of the absolute gems in this community, and a big ol’ ball of ball of sunshine and rainbows. You are a bigger fan of my characters than I am myself and you’re always so jubilant when you talk about them. I can safely say your excitement and giddiness is the most contagious thing on here. I’m never afraid to show my WIPs and sketches to you because you always greet and respond to those with so much enthusiasm and excitement that it gives me such a strong feeling of validation. You always reblog and boost my art stuff and tag me constantly in prompts and for that I will -always- be super grateful to you.
I love Georgiana and everything you’ve got going on her and I adore seeing RP snippets and writing you do on her because she’s unimaginably adorable in some weird dangerous way. I love the way you do her dialogue because every time I read her lines it’s like I can hear her accent perfectly in my head which to be honest is hard to pull off when writing but you’re able to capture it so well. I love it when she calls everyone “boyo”. I adore Georgie and I hope we can get around to that musical one day when I get all my shit sorted. 
@strixena
We have not talked in a good while and if it wasn’t for the recent tag in a post I would’ve assumed you were dead. I know you’re likely super busy with work and running with your guild which has gone on to become so big and robust. The success of it all is absolutely deserved and I am glad I was able to contribute even a little when you were just getting started. 
What is there to say, or where to even begin about your creativity, work ethic, or the ability to weave rich, compelling lore to supplement the foundation of your guild? I’ve said it before and I will say it again, the amount of effort that you put into everything you do is immediately felt in the quality of your work. It’s inspiring to say the least and I know you will carry this same amount of dedication and hard work into every future project you do. Know that you always have my full support.
@rambeltilx
Oi, it’s my former guild/raid leader. I have to disagree with the consensus that Warlords of Draenor sucked absolute donkey balls because it was near the start of that expansion that I met you and everyone else in Morally Grey and our journey together through that expansion and parts of Legion has been the best experience of my WoW life. Ever. I don’t even know where those two years went, and pardon the cliche but you guys were/are pretty much like a second family to me. I miss all the guild memes we came up with and to this day I find myself fondly looking back at all the stupid nicknames, stories, and raid night shenanigans and getting a good long laugh (your raid is fuck, dankey kang, Migthis’ Son, officer chat). 
You are a tremendous talented artist with such a distinct personality and flair in your style and the only artist I’ve ever had the fortune of being able to commission. I think you’re too hard on yourself sometimes but I’ve been there a few times myself. One of the many things I value about our friendship is that it doesn’t how matter if we have not talked in forever, I know I can always message you or hit you up with something silly and stupid that reminds me of the old Morally Grey days and I know you’ll get a kick out of it just as much as I do.
If I get lucky and end up getting a job and moving to NC then I hope you can help a brother out even if I may be a dirty hetero! I’d love to finally be able to meet you, Arielle, and Palla in person after so many years.
@steam-powered
Ah yes, another manic “liker” who makes my phone blow up with notifications all the time. We don’t know each other quite as well but you come off as an incredibly friendly individuals and more importantly, you are approachable. I cannot stress how important that trait is in a roleplayer and you’ve got it in spades. Your characters are beautifully flawed which makes them so much more believable and tangible. 
I frankly don’t know why you (or anyone else for that matter) follow me when I provide next to no RP content other than likening Lexi to Winnie the heckin’ Pooh, BUT, know that the presence of you and every other member of Black Light on my dashboard is treasured because what you’ve got here is a collection of amazing, talented writers with such original muses.
I’m looking forward to getting around to the plans we’ve discussed before.
I’ve another one of these asks in my inbox so I’ll be hitting up more people later on.
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cxskxtsymptxm · 2 years ago
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SPECIFY the muse, please.
🌙  *  ―     𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐅𝐈𝐕𝐄 𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐒𝐄𝐒  (  prompts for the five senses. add [reversed] to reverse the action. feel free to change wording as needed & add details )
𝐓𝐎𝐔𝐂𝐇.
[ 𝐒𝐎𝐅𝐓 ] ― sender wraps a soft blanket around receiver’s shoulders [ 𝐒𝐈𝐋𝐊 ] ― sender and receiver fall into bed together on silk sheets [ 𝐏𝐔𝐋𝐋 ] ― sender pulls receiver’s hair ( gently / hard ) [ 𝐇𝐀𝐈𝐑 ] ― sender strokes receiver’s hair [ 𝐁𝐑𝐔𝐒𝐇 ] ― sender brushes receiver’s hair [ 𝐏𝐀𝐈𝐍𝐓 ] ― sender paints a picture onto part of receiver’s body ( specify what & where ) [ 𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐄 ] ― sender traces their fingertips over receiver’s body [ 𝐒𝐂𝐀𝐑 ] ― sender traces a scar on receiver’s body [ 𝐇𝐎𝐋𝐃 ] ― sender reaches out to hold receiver’s hand [ 𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐏 ] ― sender worships receiver’s body
𝐓𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄.
[ 𝐔𝐍𝐔𝐒𝐔𝐀𝐋 ] ― sender feeds receiver something they’ve never tried before ( specify what ) [ 𝐒𝐎𝐔𝐑 ] ― sender feeds receiver something sour ( specify what ) [ 𝐒𝐖𝐄𝐄𝐓 ] ― sender feeds receiver something sweet ( specify what ) [ 𝐒𝐏𝐈𝐂𝐄 ] ― sender feeds receiver something spicy ( specify what ) [ 𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐑 ] ― sender kisses receiver to taste the lingering flavour of what they ate or drank on their lips ( specify what ) [ 𝐂𝐎𝐏𝐏𝐄𝐑 ] ― sender bites receiver hard enough to draw blood [ 𝐔𝐍𝐖𝐄𝐋𝐋 ] ― sender feeds receiver soup when they’ve fallen ill [ 𝐃𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐊 ] ― sender makes receiver a cocktail to try [ 𝐃𝐈𝐒𝐇 ] ― sender cooks receiver their favourite meal [ 𝐓𝐑𝐘 ] ―  sender gives receiver a taste of what they’re cooking / baking for their opinion
𝐒𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓.
[ 𝐁𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐃 ] ― sender blindfolds receiver [ 𝐑𝐄𝐔𝐍𝐈𝐓𝐄 ] ― sender and receiver see each other again after a period of being apart [ 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐄 ] ― sender notices something different about receiver ( injury / haircut / tattoo / piercing / etc ) [ 𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐌𝐀𝐋 ] ― sender greets receiver in formal partywear ( feel free to add detail ) [ 𝐋𝐀𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐍𝐒 ] ― sender takes receiver to see lanterns in the sky [ 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐒 ] ― sender and receiver lay under the stars to stargaze [ 𝐆𝐀𝐙𝐄 ] ― sender and receiver lock eyes across the room [ 𝐒𝐇𝐀𝐃𝐎𝐖 ] ― sender and receiver see a shadow move out the corner of their eye [ 𝐁𝐔𝐑𝐍 ] ― sender and receive watch as something burns ( candles / a building / a campfire / etc ) [ 𝐅𝐈𝐒𝐇 ] ― sender takes receiver to the aquarium to watch the sea life [ 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐊 ] ― sender recognises receiver at a masquerade party
𝐒𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐃.
[ 𝐌𝐔𝐒𝐈𝐂 ] ― sender puts on the radio to listen to music with receiver [ 𝐏𝐋𝐀𝐘 ] ― sender plays receiver their favourite song on an instrument ( specify what ) [ 𝐑𝐀𝐈𝐍 ] ― sender and receiver are in bed together while rain lashes against the windows / tent / etc [ 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐒𝐏𝐄𝐑 ] ― sender whispers something in receiver’s ear ( specify what ) [ 𝐃𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐄 ] ― sender asks receiver for a dance upon hearing a song [ 𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐀𝐍𝐘 ] ― sender and receiver hear a sound when they should be alone ( footsteps / creaking floorboards / a scream / etc ) [ 𝐇𝐔𝐌 ] ― sender hums a lullaby to lull receiver to sleep [ 𝐌𝐔𝐅𝐅𝐋𝐄𝐃 ] ― sender comforts a temporally deaf receiver after a loud sound ( gunshot / explosion / etc ) [ 𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐋𝐌 ] ― sender calms receiver down from a panic attack in a loud place [ 𝐀𝐅𝐀𝐑 ] ― sender and receiver hear a muffled sound from another room / outside ( music / people / creature / etc ) [ 𝐒𝐎𝐑𝐑𝐎𝐖 ] ― sender hears receiver crying and approaches comfort them
𝐒𝐌𝐄𝐋𝐋.
[ 𝐁𝐀𝐓𝐇 ] ― sender puts a scented bath bomb into receiver’s bath [ 𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐋𝐄 ] ― sender lights a scented candle for receiver [ 𝐅𝐑𝐀𝐆𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐄 ] ― sender puts perfume / aftershave on receiver’s ( wrist / neck / cheek ) [ 𝐒𝐂𝐄𝐍𝐓 ] ― sender inhales receiver’s scent [ 𝐂𝐎𝐎𝐊 ] ― sender is drawn to the kitchen by receiver’s cooking [ 𝐂𝐋𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐒 ] ― sender steals an item of receiver’s clothes because it smells like them [ 𝐒𝐇𝐎𝐖𝐄𝐑 ] ― sender notices receiver smells of their shampoo / shower gel [ 𝐅𝐋𝐎𝐖𝐄𝐑𝐒 ] ― sender gives receiver flowers [ 𝐖𝐀𝐒𝐇 ] ― sender helps clean receiver after a long day / stressful situation [ 𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐊𝐘 ] ― sender and receiver walk through the sewers to escape capture / avoid detection / chase someone [ 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐒𝐀𝐆𝐄 ] ― sender massages receiver with a scented oil
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shiiftgears-blog · 5 years ago
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OSP’s Summer Stupidity: City Reviews Sentence Memes!
I have no excuse for this. I just wanted one solely dedicated to these videos because they’re funny and great, and I’ll be making one dedicated more to Red and Blue’s history/myth/literature videos as well because I’m a slut for making meme prompts to share with everyone to use. Feel free to use these for yourselves because I love getting to see everyone’s different interactions with these, and feel free to change pronouns where needed!
“There’s an entire civilization of subway rats that I’d rather not disturb.” “If you want to get from 80th street on the west side, to 80th street on the east side, I hope you’re prepared for some securitous detours, because Central Park has no straight lines, possibly as some sort of rebellion against the rest of the city.” “All the trains had these weird occult flyers on them advertising a “spiritual consultant” and I dunno what's up with that.” “Being rich in New York is almost pointless, because the highest status you could possibly hope for is a regular ass condo anywhere else.” “That made me feel a special kind of powerful.” “Central park is my favorite thing in New York, because it feels like an Eldritch location that changes every time I go there.” “It’s also got really big rocks. Good for climbing.” “Country Roads is forever ruined for me because I’ve seen West Virginia and it sucked.” “Look at all these cheesecakes.” “I wish every city worked like this.” “If it’s good enough for the God of Thunder, it’s good enough for me.” “So, this train station is a castle and that department store is an Egyptian tomb.” “Don’t ask me how or why, but I dig it.” “I wish every city was this consistently bonkers with its architectural mood swings.” “That sounds like a rouse to lull me into a false sense of security.” “I’m worried that if I go back my weather karma will cash out by striking me with lightning.” “I had probably about four gallons of earl gray tea over the course of five days.” “The food is so expensive I ran out of money and literally starved to death for the second half of my visit, but I’m still gonna say worth it.” “My friend told me to tap into the existential dread that underbids humanity’s collective anxiety by cracking snarky and self deprevating jokes.” “It navigates like someone dropped a plate of spaghetti on a road map and decided to commit.” “Driving in Boston is playing with fire...Actually, existing in Boston is playing with fire.” “I nearly got hit by a car outside of Dunkin’ Donuts and that is not allowed to be how I die.” “No one is safe, traffic laws are meaningless and the only goal is to survive as long as you can.” “Using your blinker is a sign of weakness.” “I laughed. They didn’t.” “Got lost in a skyscraper looking for a Cheesecake Factory. Got lost in the Cheesecake Factory looking for a bathroom. I’m still not sure I ever left the city.” “I wanna live in this building.” “Check out this statue of a dog. That’s a good boy.” “Sadly, you are not allowed to pet the art.” “Boston will add cannabis oil to your morning coffee.” “College students stop fearing death about seven weeks into the semester and don’t look both ways before crossing the street.”
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bwicblog · 7 years ago
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WEEKLY RP PROMPT 2
It's summer, and that means blockbuster season has officially hit! The latest in troll Star Wars (The Second in the Trilogy of the Story In Which A Young Troll Fights a False Empire to Restore The Old Republic) now has a date. The sequel to the prize-winning Aquatic Horrorterrors Ascend to Consume the Planet and are Valiantly Fought by Mechanical Hoofbeasts has just been released. The Fleetside Entertainer’s Guild is hard at work to entertain the masses, but there's been an error this half-sweep. The latest piece of not one, but two major rainbow-drinker franchises have just been released, and the planet is going absolutely mad.
Every theatre, minor and major, is featuring JOURNALS OF AN IMMORTAL ANCESTRAL RAINBOWDRINKER, or the latest TROLL TWILIGHT. Every news network is covering them. Social media is filled with brawls between TEAM LESTAT and TEAM EDWARD, and worse yet, every FLARPing convention is suffering from a sudden surplus of players sporting fake fangs and jade. Have your trolls been caught up in the chaos? Do they have opinions, or are they just waiting for the madness to end?
 ID: quick someone fill me in on what a lestat is.
SA: a character of significant rainbow drinker fiction.
ID: and why people are fucking fighting over it- oh.
SA: hadean did you know google can be your friend too.
SA: because it can.
SA: just as it is my friend.
SA: 😃
ID: pris i could smack your smartmouth off of you sometimes. =:P
WC: ~(He's a drinker who's not quite up to the times) WC: ~(Really quite handsome~!)
ID: it's called starting a conversation.
SA: ❀
SA: Oh, do you read the series, WC?
WC: ~(And then Edward is uh) WC: ~(Creepy ^^)
ID: is edward his mate or.
ID: his kismesis maybe?
WC: ~(I've seen the movies, but I don't have much time to read I'm afraid ono)
WC: ~(No, Edward is a different series entirely)
ID: how many rainbowdrinker series do we need. =:I
WC: ~(Though the author of Lestat's saga keeps having people culled for writing stories about it)
SA: until everyone has their unsettling fly by night romances fulfilled.
ID: hahahah woowwww.
SA: that's horrific.
WC: ~(Come to think of it I think she may have also joined the church........)
WC: ~(A sad end to a good looking drinker story (─n─) )
SA: they... joined the church...
WC: ~(Uh huh)
WC: ~(It was weird)
ID: figures.
ID: you'd think rainbowdrinkers would be considered overplayed by now.
WC: ~(And then the Edward series author is also kind of insane) WC: ~(But at least she doesn't cull people for fanfiction)
SA: Didn't her series inspire 50 shades.
WC: ~(Surprisingly they're not) WC: ~(But then again, they DO tend to be kind of pretty)
WC: ~(WE DON'T TALK ABOUT THAT)
SA: oh.
SA: okay.
WC: ~(>-< !!!!!!!)
ID: i mean. they're not all pretty.
SA: i see it is a source of agony for you. Ia pologize.
ID: some of them look like. nosferatu.
WC: ~(Have you ever seen a drinker in a movie that wasn't super hot) WC: ~(People are very biased towards the pretty)
WC: ~(Well, more recent movies) WC: ~(They used to be quite a bit scarier looking!)
ID: i think the older movies depicted them more accurately.
WC: ~(Then everyone wanted the dark and brooding trolls apparently)
WC: ~(Troll Edward also watches people while they sleep) WC: ~(Ugh)
WC: ~(I'd beat someone with a wrench for that.......)
SA: Oh like me.
ID: that's fucking sketchy as fuck.
ID: ...
SA: I assocate with this character already.
SA: I am joking
ID: pris.
SA: it is a joke.
WC: ~(Are you going to watch me while I sleep SA)
ID: oh.
ID: you're a hard one to read sometimes pris.
SA: But not always, and that's just enough for me to not be immensely unsettling 24/7.
SA: No, I will not watch you sleep, WC.
WC: ~(Well, I'll just inform ID we have company then ~u^)
WC: ~(Uh) WC: ~(The not Hadean ID) WC: ~(Man that's still so weird)
ID: ahahah i guess i fit in even wearing em's shirt now. everyone is wearing jade it seems like.
ID: yeah, well. i'm not changing my tag. =:P
WC: ~(Oh, please don't! It's quite nice!)
WC: ~(It just feels weird because ID hates being called by his name so he's just ID)
SA: what a strange thing to be bothered by.
SA: 😩
ID: oh. well, my name rocks so. call me by it all you want.
WC: ~(It just takes some getting used to)
SA: yes. if you want bonus points, make sure you call him professor hadeon.
WC: ~(Your name does rock, I agree)
WC: ~(Professor?)
SA: much like gliese is the dean of clown university.
WC: ~(Oh my god what)
ID: hahahah here we go.
SA: I have orange juice and i have never been better right now.
WC: ~(Is it orange juice or orange faygo)
SA: it's orange juice because faygo is for plebians.
WC: ~(Because you're sounding like quite the mirthful posterchild)
SA: a yellowblood associating with the cult would be a deathwish.
WC: ~(Faygo is for plebians) WC: ~(I think we're going to get along well ^^)
ID: faygo tastes like plastic and regrets so.
SA: fanta is much better.
WC: ~(It tastes like pure sugar)
WC: ~(Now Tab on the other hand)
ID: the fuck is a fanta.
WC: ~(I take it you haven't seen the commercials)
ID: i don't watch stuff.
SA: They are very catchy.
SA: isn't tab just a knockoff.
WC: ~ (https://youtu.be/F614uU3DsqM?t=14s)
WC: ~(For some reason I could only find one in a different language?)
SA: las fantas son muy divertida.
ID: so that's why you like fanta, huh pris? =:P
SA: No, that's not at all why I like fanta.
WC: ~(Hehe if you say so!) WC: ~(I don't speak whatever language that is I'm afraid)
WC: ~(Fanta is alright, but it's a bit too fruity for me)
SA: strawberry is the best.
SA: also why did you say it like that, Hadean...
ID: it was a joke pris.
SA: are you implying i am attracted to lowbloods in skanty clothes singing about sugary drinks.
SA: if so the answer is yes.
WC: ~(Oh my!)
SA: (the answer is actually no)
WC: ~(Scandalous!)
ID: pffttt.
ID: i don't drink soda. i just drink water.
SA: You could be a fanta singer in your renfaire outfit.
SA: Nothing else? just water?
WC: ~(I did see chainmail bikinis there) WC ~(So anything is possible!)
WC: ~(Chainmail bikinis.......why.........)
ID: ah yes. my dreams of being a face for a soda company will come true.
ID: i mean. water is free.
ID: and i have yet to find a soda river to drink out of.
SA: you can't just... drink river water.
SA: it could have the ecol.i s.
ID: look at me. drinking river water.
ID: and rain barrel water.
SA: I am going to strangle you.
ID: and sometimes puddles.
SA: oh, chainmail bikinis. My favorite is the leia outfit. I see that a lot at inappropriate times.
WC: ~(I wonder what the blueprints for a homebrew water purifier would look like)
WC: ~(Hmmmm)
SA: Hadean >:'(
WC: ~(Well I know what I'm doing tonight, thanks for the idea~)
ID: anytime i guess.
SA: they make tabs for it, too.
ID: when you're thirsty water is water pris.
ID: bugs in it is just. extra protein. =:P
ID: and dirt is minerals!
WC: ~(I suppose there's worse things in the world than dirty water)
WC: ~(Where do you live?)
ID: i travel. so. everywhere.
WC: ~(Oooh exciting!)
WC: ~(I travel too! But not very often. I'm busy a lot!)
WC: ~(What's your favorite place you've been so far?)
ID: uhhh. found a really pretty waterfall once. looked like it came out of a fucking painting. spent a while there, plenty of stuff to eat around there. that was probably my favorite. nice and empty.
WC: ~(Oh that sounds wonderful) WC: ~(Where was it?)
ID: i don't really do maps. so.... way far east.
SA: what is it you do, WC? SA: do you have any photos, Hadean/
WC: ~(Hmmmm) WC: ~(Time to do some exploring next time I'm out there!)
WC: ~(I work with machines)
ID: i dunno, i'd have to look around and get back to you pris. what sort of machines?
WC: ~(Building, blueprints, parts transfer) WC: ~(All that good stuff)
WC: ~(Anything, really. But my pride and joy is my ship. I built it with my own two hands)
SA: A ship?
SA: as in, for water or air or space.
WC: ~(Yep! It runs on steam with a power core backup)
WC: ~(The air)
SA: hmm.
ID: neat.
ID: as long as ti never crashes i mean.
WC: ~(I'd need a lot more material for a spaceship) WC: ~(Plus, there's the issue of working on the oxygen systems) WC: ~(I haven't figured that one out yet)
WC: ~(It's never crashed yet!)
WC: ~(That's how I get from place to place when I'm going far away)
ID: i see. i usually just ride my lusus.
WC: ~(Mine is a bit too ornery to be ridden. She'll throw you right off if she feels like it.) WC: ~(What is your lusus?)
ID: big horned hoofbeast.
WC: ~(!!!)
WC: ~(Cute!)
WC: ~( (˙❀‿❀˙))
ID: he's pretty cute, yeah.
WC: ~(Does he ever do that thing) WC: ~(Where he bumps you with his nose)
SA: do.. domestic animals do that/
WC: ~(Sure!)
WC: ~(All the time!)
WC: ~(It's how they get attention)
ID: when he wants me to scratch him or shit, yeah.
ID: or he'll just rub his head on me.
WC: ~(That's precious and I love your lusus)
WC: ~(SA, are you not around domestic animals often? :( )
SA: Oh, cats sometimes rub their heads on ankles.
SA: No, not really.
WC: ~(My Paintball does that all the time) WC: ~(He'll just rub my legs and sometimes try to trip me) WC: ~(He's adorable)
SA: I want to meet... your lusus, Hadean. Horned hoofbeast is not specific enough.
SA: I wish I could have a cat, but unfortunately.
SA: Is paintball a cat?
WC: ~(Yep~)
ID: well come by and you can meet him. bring him an apple and he'll be your friend forever.
WC: ~(ID and my other friend were covered in paint when they brought him in) WC: ~(And they had apparently been involved in a paintball war and got him out of a tree) WC: ~(So they say ;P) WC: ~(And now he's mine and I love him)
WC: ~(I can send you pictures of mine if you'd like SA)
SA: Oh, right, I'm on my way to pick up your flowers again.
SA: Please do.
SA: I love cats.
ID: sweet. do i get sushi too.
WC: ~(https://gyazo.com/e8c8dd919483d303548908110ca0d8d9)
WC: ~(Lookit!)
SA: I need six.
SA: yes, i will bring you a sushi plate.
WC: ~(If I see any kitten adoption boxes, I'll tell you!)
SA: thank you.
RS: | Oh | Are You Delivering Sushi | ? | =:P |
SA: to Hadean, yes.
SA: Oh, i left his bouqet on your patio. I apologize.
ID: i'm probably gonna clear out of this hotel room soon pris, so. we can meet up somewhere.
RS: | Oh | That's Fine | I Saw | and Put It In Water | So | RS: | They should be Healthy Enough |
SA: thank you, Pheres.
SA: Where will we meet?
ID: where ever you want pris, name the place and i'll probably find it.
SA: mmm...
SA: Let's meet near the blue section of the fair. There is lemonade I would like to try before I go.
SA: I will see you soon then?
ID: got it, lemonade at the blue circle. try not to fall asleep. =:P
SA: I am wide awake for once, thankfully.
SA: ! here is my daily exclaimation point to prove it.
ID: well damn, can't argue that logic.
ID: sushi is weird. edible, but weird.
SA: it helps if you put soy sauce on the one with just salmon and rice.
SA: hello I'm back at my hotel
DD: wait are you putting soy sauce on sushi or just rice salmon DD: because i love sushi but ive never really had a chance to try it above water and its a little hard to find it around here now that im in the desert! DD: and i guess before i mostly ate it underwater and you can imagine how trying to put a liquid condiment on anything works in that context!
DD: besides soy sauce is salty and the ocean is already all about that
ID: ....uh yeah it's sushi. why are you in the desert. that seems like the worst place for a fish.
SA: sashimi, I believe. I'm sorry you aren't able to get it where you are. Maybe if you find a city?
ID: what the fuck is sashimi.
SA: soy sauce has flabor
RS: | Fish | ! |
DD: im in a city! DD: or i guess its more like a town because i guess its pretty quaint DD: im not sure how big cities have to be but there arent even any sky scrapers here!
RS: | | I Assume | ? | =:? |
SA: no, I'm stupid. It's nigiri 🍣
DD: and the ocean has flavor too but i guess the flavor is mostly called fish excrement which sounds a lot less appealing than soy sauce
ID: what the fuck is a nigiri.
DD: though i guess i dont know what soy sauce is made of either
SA: 🍣 the little fish slices with rice on the platter I brought you
ID: ...hah. soy sauce is made out of. soy?
DD: thats called nigiri yes!
DD: soy what though?? DD: like those little cubes of fake meat i heard those are soy too
SA: a big city would be much better for fish, yes. You should try to find a port. That would be the best place.
DD: though i dont see why you would want fake meat when you can just have some nice fish
ID: so they. all have their own name? that seems confusing.
DD: i thought i was going to be in a port!!! DD: its CALLED port mina
SA: yes. Sashimi is just fish. Fresh. Nigiri is fresh fish sliced with rice.
DD: but its just desert everywhere!
ID: heyyy port port.
SA: sushi is. Sushi
SA; why do you keep calling it port port...
DD: and SA thats like saying sandwiches are sandwiches!
SA: that sounds. Horrid
DD: like sure theyre all sandwiches but its not like a fish salad sandwich is the same as a cheeseburger!
ID: mina means port or whatever.
ID: so the name means port port.
DD: wait really? DD: i thought it was like
DD: mina meenah condesce
ID: i don't know. i think i remembered right.
DD: and maybe they just didnt know how to spell
ID: i mean. why would you name a lowblood town after the condesce.
II: To honor her, presumably.
II: But perhaps it's just a coincidence.
DD: well its not really entirely a lowblood town! DD: i just met up with the nicest blueblood banker they complimented my bow! DD: and yes of course theres no need to restrict honoring our lovely sovereign to specific castes!
DD: regardless i will be one very happy travelor if i find myself some sushi as unlikely as that is! DD: i miss eel
DD: eel is the best
II: ...goodness, I just looked up that town, what on Alternia are you doing in the desert, sovereign?
DD: especially acid-fried
II: Are you lost?
ID: congrats you met the most boring of the three bluebloods there i think.
DD: ... do you think i could order some of that to go?
DD: do they deliver to deserts?
ID: assume probably not.
II: Haha! I don't think anyone delivers that far.
DD: and of course im not lost! DD: im on vacation exactly where i need to be! DD: a working vacation i guess haha because im still working but regardless its all very sanctioned and work-related
DD: just some company troubles is all
DD: and oh really?
DD: ... not even if you pay them a lot?
ID: ...what are you working on in a lowblood town.
DD: i gave myself cravings 😱
II: Oh, well. That makes sense. But it does seem potentially bad for your health.
II: I hope you don't dry out.
ID: and i mean. they can try but by the time they get to you it'd be gross probs.
DD: fancy, fancy things that i cant tell you about for reasons related to nondisclosure agreements and also the integrity of my company! DD: but mostly starship things
DD: theres a helmstraining facility out here!
DD: theyre very helpful in that regard
ID: yeahhh there sure is.
II: Oh, a helm facility? Fascinating.
SA: helmstraining facility... in port Mina.
SA: unpleasant.
II: Oh, I see now. Station 11, is that right?
DD: well no not strictly in the city but the city (town??) is the closest place to
DD: yes station 11!!!
RS: | Oh | Don't Say That | Haha | RS: | Ah | We've got People Who Work There on Here | RS: | They would be | Distressed |
DD: the closest place to station 11 with you know beds and showers and things like that
ID: don't fret about it pris.
ID: i think the station mostly keeps to itself.
DD: and oh dear why is that unpleasant? DD: much more pleasant than requiring the poor locals to travel all the way out to where *Ii usually live!!
SA: I'm not fretting but after what Gliese said about the area I am surprised there would be one there.
SA: I am only concerned about the imperial hunters.
SA: and they are preoccupied right now.
ID: it's why gliese is there pris. now hush up.
DD: um!
DD: the what now?
SA: đŸ€·â€â™€ïž nothing
II: Imperial hunters? What, like legislacerators?
DD: wow that is all very suspicious
ID: the folks he works for sometimes, chillax.
DD: but also in that kind of edgy way people our age use when they want to be cool
SA: I don't want to he cool, thank you.
DD: so i will go ahead and buy in and i assure you im very impressed!!
II: Oh, don't be unkind, DD.
II: I'd say we don't have enough information to assume that.
DD: im not being unkind! DD: ... a little bit too forward maybe! DD: my apologies i was being entirely sincere!
SA: 🙄
II: Conclusions without cause and all.
ID: pris finds stuff, it's his job.
II: I for one am intrigued.
DD: thats a very generalized job description? DD: what kinds of things do you find? DD: lost items? DD: items that are lost after you find them? DD: fears?
DD: i read the most interesting story once about a psionic
ID: whatever he gets paid to find, duh.
DD: her powers were that she could find anything! and of course the writer write the trickiest plot twist DD: she eventually defeated her greatest enemy by finding his greatest fear!
SA: people, usually.
II: ...That sounds more like an empath's ability.
DD: and oh alright thats sensical of course i was just trying to inject some DRAMA into it
SA: yes. Much more empathetic
DD: well she could find items too!
SA: empaths can also detect an emotion attached to an item
ID: op main character please nerf.
II: I don't think this person had much experience of actual psiionics, abilities don't often intersect like that.
SA: đŸ€·â€â™€ïž sounds op to me 😂
DD: well i suppose so DD: i believe the writer was jade DD: i dont suppose they get out much to see anybody when theyve got all those cavern duties and such!
DD: and what does that mean SA?
II: Overpowered.
DD: the emotions i mean!
ID: typical highbloods writing about junk they know nothing about.
ID: uh.
DD: er
II: Oh, I think SA is amused.
ID: team edward or team lestat.
DD: no i mean
DD: oh goodness this chat moves quickly
DD: what does it mean that items have emotions attached to them?
SA: yes. I'm amused.
DD: and also team edward
SA: lets go with that.
DD: definitely edward
II: ...what
DD: also also i dont think a jadeblood really qualifies for a highblood haha
II: What are we even talking about now
RS: | ! | ! | Why Edward | ? |
DD: theyre just barely halfway!
II: Who are these trolls
ID: i'm rust, everything is high. =:P
II: Lestat and Edward
ID: man ii, get with the movies.
II: I'm usually too busy to go to the cinema, alas.
DD: well hes so romantic isnt he rs??? DD: he goes so far to show his dedication to his matesprit and oh
DD: i would love to have a matesprit that loves me that much
DD: sigh
RS: | It is a Delightful Media Chain | II | ! | RS: | Or | Er | Two |
SA: watching them sleep?
DD: (i would also love to have some smoked eel but i suppose we cant always get what we want)
SA: who are we talking about.
RS: | And | Oh | Haha | RS: | Yes | He is Rather Romantic | But | RS: | Isn't Lestat Moreso | ? |
RS: | Consider | His Dedication | ! |
SA: I thought Lestat was an utter prick
DD: to protect them!! DD: and because he just cant keep himself away DD: he is enamored
II: ...that sounds frankly disturbing, is this movie supposed to be a PSA about what to avoid in quadrants?
SA: perhaps.
DD: what no of course not!!!
SA: have you heard of its sequel? Fifty shades?
SA: 😂
DD: have you never considered that a quadrant might need protection??
II: Oh, _that._ I only know it because the firm gossiped about it.
II: It sounds dreadful.
DD: and oh my goodness DD: somebody lent me that book once!
DD: i er
DD: did not expect it to be about that kind of thing!
II: Any quadrant of mine would be quite capable of protecting themselves, without me having to _stare_ at them during the day, goodness.
ID: 50 shades, some dumb little rust gets manipulated to fuck by a highblood. unhealthy as fuck from the reviews i'm reading.
II: Truly atrocious, I agree, ID.
DD: well im sure he wasnt just sitting there staring at them the whole time that sounds awfully boring
RS: | Oh | But | II | ! |
DD: thats not the way its meant to be read and really i think youre extrapolating an awful lot from that scene!
RS: | It's not about |- NEEDING -| to Watch Them throughout the Day |
RS: | It is a Testament to the Strength of His Pity | that He would Choose to Do So |
DD: its about the dedication it takes to
DD: yes!
DD: he loves them!
SA: we found someone more idealistic than me
RS: | It's Really Quite Romantic |
sA: I am so pleased
II: ...It sounds like a frank waste of time and like he doesn't trust them.
II: Which is incredibly troubling.
ID: seems fucking intrusive and creepy to me.
DD: really! DD: you lot are making an awful lot of assumptions about the nature of a relationship especially you II given you havent even read the novel!
RS: | Haha | Well | RS: | Passion often Does Seem Unsettling to the Less Romantic of Us | =:P |
II: At this point I don't think I need to.
II: I am quite romantic!
II: But I think I have rather...different ideals.
ID: i mean i guess, sure. =:P
DD: well i for one would love to have a matesprit that shows that sort of passion and dedication
II: To me, respecting my quadrants' privacy seems a lot more romantic.
SA:I find most of twilights actions to e infantilizing their lover
SA: they cannot possibly help themselves and so forth
RS: | Well | I Mean | RS: | Matespritship is All About Pity | In Reality | to Have Someone fully Manifest the Depths of Those Emotions might be a Bit Overwhelming | RS: | But | In a Story | There is Something Very Touching about the Idea that Someone would be so Over-whelmed by the Pitiableness of their Partner |
DD: have you ever read a pity romance novel sa???
RS: | That They would do Anything for Them |
DD: the point is the pity
RS: | Even Stay Awake all Day | to Watch Them While They Sleep | RS: | Or While They Work | RS: | Admittedly | The Watching Them while He was Meant to be Away was a Bit Excessive |
II: ...if they would do anything for them, why not _show_ them performing some daring act. It sounds like proposing that a law is sound because of its intensity, and not actually trying to prove it based on evidence of its effectiveness.
SA: pitying someone is different form thinking of them as an invalid
RS: | But | He was Feeling Lovelorn | Wasn't That Right | DD | ? |
DD: its not a reflection of the respective relationship members capabilities but rather the depths of the pity they feel for one another
RS: | Oh | He Does | ! |
DD: well they do that too ii!!
II: What happened to showing pity through gifts or affection. My goodness.
SA: if someone treated me that way I would remove them
DD: you all strike me as rather unromantic sorts i am afraid
II: Nonsense!
DD: aside from rs of course
SA: he constantly interferes in her business and then acts like she can't be helped when another individual "enters his turf"
II: On one of my dates, the lovely girl I was accompanied by presented me with a very charming wildlife specimen.
II: It was incredibly sweet!
RS: | Ah | But | Prisma | RS: | What Makes It so Romantic is the Fact She Regularly Offers up the Opportunity for Him to Do So |
RS: | It is a Reciprocated Pity |
DD: alternative interpretation! DD: he helps them when they are struggling and goes out of his way to prove his loyalty in the face of pushy competitors!
RS: | Otherwise | Why | It would Just be Alarming |
DD: and yes also what rs said!
II: But it was of her own volition and not some sort of...I don't even know what to call this, from what I hear about it, some sort of bizarrely compelled dysfunction?
DD: whatever do you mean??
SA: but she wanted nothing to do with him multiple times...
DD: of course the relationship was of both participatnts volitions DD: and sa really if somebody wants nothing to do with another person who is if you recall warning her away then would she really continue returning to him?
DD: this is what i mean by unromantic! DD: its as though you have never flirted before
II: ...this sounds like remarkably inconsistent behavior. Perhaps she is unwell.
DD: what??
DD: its playing hard to get
SA: it sounds like someone who has been entrapped and is completely dependent on their lover
II: That sounds ridiculous.
SA: due to abuse
DD: and showing that despite what you may say at times you are deeply invested in a relationship
DD: what
SA: 😡
II: If you want to be with someone, why would you dance around the issue?
DD: in what way is she entrapped and dependent???????????
II: And pretend otherwise?
DD: because you dont want to look desperate!!
II: It is not desperate to want to be with someone...?
SA: she told him to leave and he came back and got her repeatedly
SA: some people aren't playing hard to get they want to e left alone
II: Indeed, SA is right.
DD: yes and then he left and told her not to follow and she went after him anyways and its called being there for each other
SA: but hard to get is a convenient excuse to keep pursuing them beyond their comfort
II: ...that sounds like ignoring consent, to me.
DD: they save each other many times in this way!!
DD: and you still didnt answer about your entrapment comment!!!!!!!!!!!!!
SA: if a friend followed me when I told them not to follow I would be upset because it would have jeopardized them
RS: | Oh | Some People Are just Keen to be Left Alone | And That is an Important Thing to Know | But | RS: | You |- DON'T -| want to Look Desperate |
SA: and I clearly was handling it
RS: | That is a Valid Way to Feel | Prisma | But | Oh | Consider | If | Hmm |
II: Certainly, there are times when a moirail or ashen leaf might know better for their partners, but even then, such things ought to be discussed consensually.
RS: | | Someone Says Not to Follow Them | And Then | You Do Not | RS: | And You Discover They have been Greviously Injured | in a Way that Could've been Prevented If Only You had Followed Them |
RS: | Also | They Are Your Matesprit |
II: And particularly in a red(?) relationship, as I assume this to be, it is extremely uncouth to interfere with your partner so.
II: ...that is called life. You can't always be with your matesprit, that would make the relationship hugely uncomfortable. You have to trust them.
ID: okay from what i'm reading this edward is really possessive.
RS: | Mm | ! | But Wouldn't You Wonder | If They had been Saying Do Not Follow Them | RS: | Simply to Look More Pitiable to You | ? |
RS: | Flushed Romance is Mirror to Pale Romance |
RS: | And That is a Classic Trope |
DD: also additionally i think you are greatly overexaggerating her desire to be left alone! DD: she never tells him to leave multiple times she is like maybe kind of miffed one time and then is always very happy to have him present! DD: you are all talking so much about how clearly she wants to be left alone and hates him and are ignoring the fact that its written from her point of view when it is made very clear that she is deeply in love and adores having him around and thinks about him all the time
ID: does the bellae character have other quads?
RS: | She Eventually Becomes Pitch with the Dayshifter |
II: ...if someone told me to not follow them, I would assume they were thinking clearly and not like a cheaply written romance novel.
RS: | After a Long Period of Attempted Red Courtship | in Which She is Torn Between Him and Edward |
ID: and how does. edward react to the blossoming black relationship?
DD: yes except he followed her because his psionic clademember warned him she was in danger not beause he was just randomly following her!!!!
DD: and then he saved her life!!
DD: because he loves her!!
RS: | Oh | He doesn't Care | Why Would He | ? | It's not His Quadrant | RS: | I mean | Eventually | Jakobe does Become Matesprits with Her Descendent Instead | In an Unexpected Twist | RS: | And They are All Three Fully Aware This is what Will Happen |
DD: also for people that are very concerned with the potential lack of consent in this relationship you are doing an awful lot of ignoring of bellaes feelings and all the times she makes it very clear she loves and appreciates edward!
SA: no because I like to believe the people I surround myself with would be willing to tell me the truth of their situation and not trying to pity flirt with me
II: ...did she ASK the psiionic clademember to keep an eye on her.
RS: | So Being Jealous would be Silly |
ID: ...what.
RS: | II | You should Read the Book | ! |
RS: | The Books |
II: ...seconding the what.
RS: | Or | Well | No | That would Take Ages | And I Am Sure You are Very Busy |
RS: | Watch the Films | ! | =:B |
SA: what to what
II: I'm sorry, still a bit hung up over the _descendant_ part. Is Bellae rust?
ID: darn. my lack of speakers would make a movie hard. what a shame.
II: Otherwise how would she have had a descendant around so quickly...
ID: is she? man i'm sick of the simpering rust tropes.
RS: | Bellae is Jade | It is Hard to Realise at Some Points | Given That She Hates the Sunlight |
RS: | But That is How She is Able to be Turned into a Rainbowdrinker in the Last Book |
RS: | You can't Turn a Rust into a Drinker |
RS: | That would be Silly | =:B |
ID: haaah.
II: I didn't know that, Pheres.
II: But how ridiculous.
II: That sounds _full_ of plot holes, if nothing else.
DD: well thats an easy criticism to levy at any work of popular media and honestly at this point it feels like you are just attacking this particular work by making wild assumptions about how and why things in it happened without having read the book
DD: and its kind of hurtful!
DD: and i fell like ive gotten into a mess in terms of first impressions 😩
DD: i dont remember the last time ive felt this unfriendly!
SA: my head hurts.
DD: that is unfortunate have you considered taking any painkillers??
ID: go nap pris.
RS: | Oh | II | I am Afraid We are not Writers | =:( | RS: | So | Ah | It would be Better For You to See For Yourself |
RS: | Or | Read the Summaries Online | ! |
II: ...DD, how experienced are you with chatrooms?
RS: | It is Much Less Alarming than You are Reading It As |
DD: additionally i have heard that certain herbal sinus cleanses and some magnetic treatments work wonders
ID: if you need one. you're at the hotel and all.
DD: and i am not very experienced with chatroom unfortunately ii! DD: why????? that is a very foreboding statement!
II: Ah, well. This sort of thing isn't uncommon. You will often find people who disagree with you, I'm afraid. It isn't personal, usually.
SA: I have to get my things to the station
SA: no, I get headaches for other reasons, DD
SA: anyways
ID: yeah in chatrooms there's no consequences for speaking your mind so. get used to arguments dd.
II: I didn't mean any offense against you. I simply don't like the sound of these narratives.
DD: well then you should maybe read them like rs said i think you have gotten a very misrepresented idea of what the story actually entails!
DD: but oh my goodness im not sure if having bad relationships with people is necessarily the same thing as no consequences!
DD: i would much rather be on good terms with people DD: i suppose i just became quite flustered in this particular case because i have really admired the twilight series for quite a while
II: Bad relationships? I don't think any less of you.
DD: ive always thought it would be very nice to have a matesprit like edward!
II: You just like something different.
DD: and oh in that case i am very happy to hear that
SA: I do primarily because I don't like being called edgy and suspicious
SA: otherwise I don't care
ID: yeah arguments on the chatroom mean little if you don't let them.
DD: in my experience disagreement particularly of the degree of vehemence i achieved breeds dislike so i am glad it did not in this case DD: and in that case sa you have my sincerest apologies!!
DD: i did not mean to be hurtful and simply intended to make a friendly joke but i see now that it was ill aimed and i will refrain from calling you those things in the future!
II: Vehemence? I don't think anyone here felt truly vehement.
RS: | It could be Worse | DD | RS: | You could have Wished for a Matesprit like Jakobe | =:B |
DD: hahaha that is true!
ID: what's wrong with jakobe.
SA: thank you
ID: other than his. flushness for descendants?
DD: well for one thing his propensity for property destruction
DD: and that
DD: also that
DD: well
SA: so everything
DD: i mean it wasnt quite like that
SA: 😄
DD: but really he was being awfully pushy in light of bellaes clear dedication and love to edward!
DD: hes not a particularly awful sort but really he had no right to be placing bellae into that position
ID: i thought someone said she was undecided between them. or was that earlier.
RS: | He is a Skinshifter | Who Lives Out in the Woods | and was Especially Keen to Court Her Quadrant | RS: | Despite Her Clear Affection for Edward | I mean | It is Understandable | in a Certain Light | that She was Tempted Enough to be Curious | ? |
DD: especially while she was mourning the supposed death of her last quadrant!
DD: she was not thinking straight!!
ID: all i'm getting out of this is that this girl wanted to pail mythical creatures. =:I
RS: | Who wouldn't Be | ? | But It is Unkind to Encourage Someone to Pursue That Curiousity | ! |
RS: | Hahaha | Oh | Heavens |
RS: | This is a Perfectly Suitable Book for All Ages | RS: | There is No Fornication | Hadean |
ID: oh okay.
RS: | For Heaven's Sake | It is About |- ROMANCE -| =:P |
DD: well yes id that is part of the allure isnt it?? DD: though with um maybe less coarse language DD: they only kissed in the books!
DD: and yes they ARE romance novels
ID: hey.
ID: 50 shades is supposed to be about romance isn't it.
RS: | Hahaha |- NO -|
RS: | That is a Vicious Lie |
DD: i was under the impression it was meant to be about pailing!
RS: | Exactly | ! |
SA: kink 101 at clown university
II: ...I'm very glad - what
RS: | | | Um |
DD: at least DD: it was DD: after i realized what it was actually about
RS: | Oh My |
DD: 😩
II: I'm sorry, _what_ .
RS: | I would Like to Unenroll From that Class |
DD: um!!!
ID: pris i swear you need to stop bringing that up at the weirdest times.
SA: it applied to fifty shades
II: ...as an honorary church member I suddenly feel rather uncomfortable.
SA: believe me I pick and choose when I say it.
DD: is there a not weird time to bring up something like that???
RS: | I | I don't Think It Does | ? |
DD: because that just seems weird overall!!!
RS: | I do Wonder |
SA: the entirety of fifty shades is poorly constructed relationships around a poor execution of a fetish...
ID: ...ket's switch to the other drinker. lestat.
ID: he looks like a tool.
RS: | Oh | He doesn't | ! |
DD: im afraid i dont know about that one!
DD: oh!
DD: oh goodness
DD: no he looks really very dashing
DD: his hair is lovely ❀
ID: the google images all have him looking like he's trying too hard to seem mysterious and dashing.
RS has attached LESTATISNOBLE.jpeg to the chat!
RS: | Look at That |
RS: | He's not |- TRYING -|
DD: ❀ ❀ ❀ ❀
ID: his nose is crooked.
DD: it adds character!
RS: | Yes | Isn't It Dashing | ? | It is a Careful Character Flaw | ! |
ID: oh okay so he wasn't recently hit in the face.
II: Mm. He is all right, I suppose.
RS: | It Shows He is Capable of Violence | Yet | Also Capable of Weakness | RS: | Of Being Made Vulnerable by a Greater Foe | ! |
RS: | Also Known As | Deeply Pitiable | =:P |
DD: +^+
ID: hahah he gets wrecked by the other rainbowdrinkers?
DD: oh dear! DD: im certain he doesnt but really even if he does DD: i would find tending to his wounds very agreeable ❀
ID: i like the other rainbowdrinker better of the two.
RS: | Haha | He Does gets Wrecked | If You would Like to Use those Terms | RS: | He is Almost Murdered by His Matesprit at One Point |
RS: | And Fights Frequently with the Rest |
RS: | But It is the Way of Rainbowdrinkers |
RS: | Unfortunately | ! |
ID: i mean if you say so, i bow to your mastery of rainbowdrinkers. =:P
RS: | Haha | I don't Know If I'd call It Mastery | RS: | I've only Ever Read Those Two Series | ! | RS: | Clearly | DD is the True Master of Rainbowdrinkers | Given His | Her | ? | Wide Range of Knowledge | =:B |
DD: !!!
DD: i mean!!
DD: i wouldnt say that DD: i am just very fond of romance novels haha
DD: and the supernatural ones are just
DD: they are even better!!
ID: why are they better?
DD: because they add twist to the dynamics! DD: they tend to be more tragic and dramatic and romantic
ID: i don't get the appeal of a quad that'll eat you.
II: I admit I feel similarly.
RS: | Well | How is a Quadrant Who Could Drink Your Blood | really Any Different from a Normal Quadrant | ? |
II: Ah, by _quite a lot?_
DD: well thats the point isnt it! DD: that they are so dedicated to you the thought would never cross their mind DD: or if it does it is an example of their great love for you that they dedicate their strength and fortitude towards overcoming such desires so that they might be with you because their love is so much more to them!
DD: and yes really its not as though the average troll could not simply kill you as well
II: I wouldn't want a potential quadrant to view me as a meal, thank you.
RS: | Anyone could Cull You | If You let Them in Near Enough | RS: | You just have to Ensure There is Enough Incentive Not To | RS: | Or Else | That They Care About You Sufficiently | that They would Never Dream of It | ! |
DD: and drink your blood i suppose if they were so inclined though i think that would be
DD: weird
RS: | And | Unhygeniec | =:) |
II: Just a _tad_.
ID: i mean most trolls don't have to cull to survive.
ID: like. literally survive off of eating trolls.
RS: | Yes | Most Trolls just Cull for Fun | which is Rather Worse | If You Ask Me |
II: I cull for my job! But usually I am culling trolls who are dangers to others, or who are causing different types of harm by going against Imperial law.
II: I would not cull wantonly; terrible discipline.
ID: that sounds... fun ii.
II: Well, I am a legislacerator!
II: It is my purpose.
ID: huh. neat.
DD: oh my goodness this conversation took a little bit of a dark turn DD: i apologize i was absent because i was looking for more pictures of lestat DD: i wish my hair was that long it looks looooovely DD: but unfortunately both my hair and my horns have recently found themselves quite short!! DD: im afraid my countenance will never recover DD: but! regardless! i do think i rather agree with rs!
II: A dark turn? Not really.
ID: long hair is the best hair, it's true.
II: Long hair is very lovely! I unfortunately would find it inconvenient, though.
II: Too potentially dangerous for my job.
DD: its also rather cumbersome underwater and our lovely sovereigns ability to manage such wondrous locks as hers is impressive as well as beautiful!
ID: braids help everything.
DD: unfortunately i have recently burned off the majority of mine and it is now styled into quite a short cut!
II: A braid is still an opportunity for an enemy to grab it, though, unfortunately, or for it to get caught.
ID: yeah, you gotta not have too sensitive a scalp. Also braid spikes.
II: Braid spikes?
ID: spikes you braid in to the hair.
II: How fascinating!
II: I have never seen such a thing.
II: It sounds potentially useful, but also possibly injurious to the user.
ID: i mean. i make mine with psi when i do it. but i'm sureee they exist in a metal form. maybe.
II: Hm!
II: Still an intriguing concept.
RS: | Oh | Yes | They Do | ! | I've Worn Those on Occasion | rs: | They're Woven into Your Hair | So | Ah | Only Hazardous if You have a Habit of Handling It | Haha |
II: I see!
ID: see, i knew i wasn't crazy.
II: I wouldn't think you were. You seem quite mentally sound.
ID: jury's still out on that one. =:P
II: Haha, well, surely it isn't my place to judge.
II: Perhaps someone who knows you better could give sufficient testament.
ID: uhhh...
SA: oh is no one going to say anything
ID: my sanity is just that inspiring pris.
SA: if only
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mysticmysterywrites-blog · 5 years ago
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Prompt #15
I.. I have something I need to admit.
I really like stupid pokemon domestic setting's. Like, yeah the battling, the gym fights, that kind of stuff is fun. But so is just cute couple stuff, just with pokemon involved? I live for that shit let's rp it.
My character is an Ex-rocket who happens to be someone your character fought and absolutely CRUSHED at some point, and after a good year or two of being on the good track of life of staying out of crime seeing your character is like an "oh shit" moment.
He's the type that likes to act all big and bad, but is actually a huge softie once you get talking to him. Doesn't really interact well with people. He's about 5'11, has long hair he throws back in a braid and a bad leg injury from his rocket days that never actually healed correctly.
His pokemon are Nysa a Crobat, Lilith a houndoom, Ruby a Persian, and Oni a vupix. When he would have fought your character he wouldn't have had the vulpix, and his team would have been completely unevolved. Also, his leg wasn't bad yet.
I like this to be a "Out a little too late getting groceries and run into eachother by chance," Kind of thing. However, it becomes a thing where it's like "Oh?? You're not evil anymore? And you're kind of cute? Well, I mean. Do you want to go out for dinner?" Type of thing.
I'm down for pretty much any oc here. Have fun with it, I'm excited to see the different types of characters I get.
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His pokemon were... his family.
Maybe asking him that two years ago wouldn't have gotten that response. Oh, no. It had been a long two years, and in the beginning days he would have just given a bitter laugh in your face for the remark. But things change. People change, times changed. His pokemon had only ever been the only ones fully there for him, only ever been the ones to get his sorry ass out of trouble. He'd never really deserved it before. Still didn't, probably.
But now, they were family. And he took care of them. Funny how much a breath of fresh air could change your mind on something.
He'd gotten them a nice little place in Violet City. It wasn't anywhere big, both the city and the apartment. But they didn't need bit. They needed stable, they needed relaxed. And this had been the perfect place to do it. It was a small neighborhood, even for one in the city. And it was perfect. The 24 hour story was a blessing to someone like him. Both allowed him to stay out of sight and.. well, did little to stop is night owl tendencies. Which was why he was walking home at 2 am, pokemon carrying the blunt of the groceries (Bless them, really) and small vulpix doing it's best to light their path with it's blue flames.
Oni, the newest member of their little team, gave a happy coo as he led the way down the street, bouncing and happy, and just enough to place a small smile on his Lexus' face. His crobat, always the hyper one, flapped back and forth above them, watching for signs of danger? Just trying to move at the speed they were when it knew it could go so much faster? Whatever it was, he knew he had to give the poor thing credit for it's attempts.
Ruby would stop every now and again to blink up at him. Watching him with nervous eyes and a distant look. She didn't like to be out so late, he knew. And normally he wouldn't ask her to. However, he could barely carry the most of these on his own, and he knew she would rather be out here then in her pokeball.
Was walking home late at night dangerous? Perhaps. But even with a busted leg, he'd once been the dangerous one. And he trusted his team to keep him out of harms way. He sighed, reaching up with his free hand to rub at his eyes. The night was so early, why was he so tired? A concerned whine drew his gaze down to the pokemon next to him, as Lilith stared up at him with a gaze of concern and mouth full of groceries. Something that was, in fact, hilarious.
"Ah? No, no, I'm doing fine. Thank you," He reached over to give the houndoom a comforting pat in the head, waiting until she'd had her fun nuzzling into his hand to pull it back, "Come on, let's get back to the apartment," He must not have been watching where he was going, because one moment he was stepping forward and the next he was on the ground, a loud crack echoing down the street.
"Ack!" He barely even noticed as he fell flat on his face, black here splaying out around him. He heard his pokemon give out an alarmed cry before he heard the footsteps of another person come up to him. He let out an angry grumble under his breath, but the feeling of a warm tongue on his nose drew him out of his stupor. He blinked up at Oni as he stared in front of him, head cocked to the side in a confused little coo, "No, I'm fine.."
He paused as he heard a more human voice touch his ear's, and a hand attempt to help him up. He accepted it only for the moment, only long enough to get up before slipping his hand away once again. He stabled himself against his cane and Nysa, "Ah.. Sorry about that, I am not normally so clumsy," He'd laugh, rubbing the back of his neck and forcing his gaze to turn away. And yet, it wouldn't take long for it to find it's way back to the person in front of him, studying the look on their face. It was dark out, so it was hard to tell what they looked like at first. However, after a long moment , the gears started turning, and his mouth cracked open.
"... Have we met..." Lexus pause, needing to think for a moment on where he'd seen this person before, "You're ... Oh. Oh," And, there came the look of realization. His eyes went wide, and shoulder shot up in a sharp jolt up, "You know what, nevermind. Have a nice night," He moved to throw his hood up on his hoodie, eyes darting away from the person with an embarrassed blush on his face. Oni was already sending him a curious look, but didn't question the fact he'd decided to just turn and run like that.
Except he wasn't fast, and was't slick, and quickly He felt a hand grab his arm. Something that sent a jolt up his spine and a shiver down his back, ".. Yes?"
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cxskxtsymptxm · 1 year ago
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All muses! <Muse List>
Edward Warren || Eddie Gluskin Ghostface Corey || Cunningham Charlie Emily || Hidan Nemesis T-Type || Will Graham Nimble Jack || RZ Myers Art the Clown || Billy Lenz Billy Loomis || Stolas The Spot || Kikin Jack Krauser || Shin Jong-In Ashby Brooks || The Entity Tiffany Bedrock || Spidersona OC [W.i.P]
Make a assumption about my muse and see how they react! Anything goes!
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anoldwound · 8 years ago
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No I in Threesome - Jack/Sendhil, Greg/Sendhil - RPS
Title: No I in Threesome Rating: R Characters/Pairings: Jack/Sendhil, Greg/Sendhil Word Count: 1849 Warnings: Sex stuff, infidelity, suggested threesomes. Small spoiler for 2x02. Recipient: medoroa Prompts: Tokyo, cigarettes, “I’m really bad at that” Disclaimer: I am, of course, in no way insinuating that any of this is real. This is entirely fictional, and these guys are merely my puppets being treated as fictional characters. Plz no sue kthnx. Summary: All it takes is one miniscule little incident---one tiny little blip in the grand scheme of things---and suddenly your entire world is thrown off-balance and you are desperately clinging onto the edges of normalcy with a weak, slipping grasp. A/N: For the heroes_rps fic exchange. Enjoy! ^_^ He had this itch, you see. A really bad one. It was in his hair and on his chest and under his arms. It was in his brain. It was on his
well, you know. This itch was Jack Coleman. It was a rather strange phenomenon that had only occurred recently, and seemingly out of nowhere. The universe was odd like that. All it takes is one miniscule little incident---one tiny little blip in the grand scheme of things---and suddenly your entire world is thrown off-balance and you are desperately clinging onto the edges of normalcy with a weak, slipping grasp. The whole thing had started when, upon entering Jack’s dressing room to run over lines, he had caught him dragging on a cigarette.   “Jack! What is this?!” he cried with mock astonishment as Jack noticed him and hastily put out the cigarette in an ashtray. “What’s what?” he asked innocently. Sendhil quirked an eyebrow and crossed his arms. “You were smoking, weren’t you?” “No I wasn’t.” “Sure looked like you were.” “Well, I guess your eyesight isn’t so great. You should get that checked out.” “Just admit that you were smoking, Jack.” “Okay. Fine. I was smoking. Are you happy now?” “Now, sarcasm won’t get you very far, will it?” Jack took a deep breath and fell back in his seat. “Okay, yes, I was smoking.” “Good. Feel any remorse?” “Not really.” “For shame.” Jack smirked and took another cigarette out of his pocket. “You only live once.” He pulled out a lighter, and flames burst up elegantly. Holding the cigarette between two fingers, he brought the tip to the dancing orange and yellow and slowly exhaled, a stream of wispy smoke shooting out from between his lips. Sendhil stared. Jack looked up at him. “What?” “Huh? Oh, nothing
” He felt the oddest little blush creep up his neck, and he made a strange gesture towards his script and mumbled something like “Wasgonnaworkonlinesbutyeahokaybye,” and quickly scampered out the door. Well, shit, he thought as he ran back into his own dressing room. This can’t be good. It wasn’t. It wasn’t good at all. Because now here he was, peering over the top of his newspaper to catch a glimpse of Jack fucking Coleman, all thoughts of his wife and kid totally wiped from his memory. Obviously Jimmy was behind this. He was snapped from his reverie when Greg hit him over the head with the shooting script. “Mr. Daydreamer over here,” he chuckled as Sendhil glared up at him. “Itïżœïżœs not very polite to assault people with scripts, you know,” Sendhil said dryly. “I consider it my personal duty to hit you whenever I possibly can.” Greg beamed. “I mean, c’mon. It’s one of my favorite pastimes!” Sendhil rolled his eyes and let his gaze fall back on Jack. It was like some sort of weird magnetic force field was around him or something. He just couldn’t look away. “What’re you staring at Jack for?” Greg asked, looking also. “No reason,” he said. “Hmm.” Greg stroked his chin and gave Sendhil a mischievous look. “Someone’s got a cru—u—ush,” he sing-songed teasingly, but there was something
odd in the way he said it. “I do not,” Sendhil said, too defensively, and a strange expression flickered across Greg’s face. “I don’t,” he said again, calmly this time, and grabbed an apple from the crafts table. “I’m gonna go over lines now. See you in a bit.” And he strolled casually towards the dressing rooms, taking a large, juicy bite out of his apple while Greg stared after him. *** “You’ve been staring at me an awful lot lately,” Jack commented several weeks later while they were having lunch. “Huh?” The spaghetti hung stupidly out of the side of his mouth. “Whaddaya---” He swallowed. “What do you mean?” “What I said. You’ve kinda been leering at me these past few weeks,” he said casually, wiping his mouth neatly with a napkin. “Any reason why?” “I don’t know what you’re talking about,” he said, and coughed. “I think you do.” Sendhil stared at him wordlessly, caught in the trap of Jack’s gaze, when suddenly Jack’s lips were brushing against his. “What---” “Shh,” Jack hissed in his ear, and ran his finger tantalizingly down Sendhil’s neck. “I know you want this.” Sendhil shivered. Jack brought his mouth to his again, and Sendhil wrapped his arms around Jack’s waist. The space between them suddenly disappeared as Sendhil sat himself on Jack’s lap and slowly began unbuttoning his shirt. Jack moaned and Sendhil felt an unexplainable rush course through his veins. “Hey, guys, what do you think would happen if---” Jack and Sendhil snapped apart. Greg was standing in the doorway, holding a Krispy Kreme doughnut, his mouth hanging open. “If
if I put this
uh, never mind,” he muttered, and quickly side-stepped out the door, slamming it shut. They looked at each other. “Should we continue?” Sendhil asked. “Don’t see why not,” said Jack, and kissed Sendhil’s jawline. *** “So. You’re gonna be in Asia.” “Yep.” “And I’m going to be in Europe.” “Looks like it.” “Well, this kinda sucks.” “Yeah. I was looking forward to humping you in front of the Eiffel Tower.” “You’re just a barrel of laughs, aren’t you.” “Who else is going with you, again?” “I think it’s
Adrian, Milo
and Hayden. Ali’s going with you, right?” “Yeah, so are Masi and Greg.” “Oh, geez. Greg.” “Ha, yeah.” “I think he has a crush on you.” “Oh, stop. You’re embarrassing me.” “Just don’t do anything I wouldn’t do.” “Okay, I’ll be sure to have an orgy with everyone in the cast.” “Laugh riot. You’re a laugh riot.” “You know it.” *** It was their fifth round of sake, and things were getting a bit
friendly. “Tokyo is just the greatest, ain’t it, Sendhil?” Greg asked, playfully shoving Sendhil’s leg with his foot. “It’s awesome. I never, ever wanna leave,” he proclaimed, and downed another cup. “Ever.” “Hey! Me neither! Isn’t that weird? Hey, I wanna show you something!” “Oh my God, what is it?!” He had no idea why he was so excited. “It’s totally friggin awesome. You have to come see it. It will BLOW YOUR MIND.” Greg pulled on his arm and started dragging him out of the bar. “What is this totally amazing thing that you feel the need to show me?” Sendhil asked as he was shoved into a large closet, Greg closing the door shut behind him. “This,” he said, and suddenly slammed Sendhil against the wall and started kissing him fiercely. “What’re you---” But Greg was licking his collarbone, and all thoughts came to a screeching halt. “I’ve wanted you for such a long time,” Greg said softly. Sendhil felt his pants tighten. I’m gonna wind up having sex with everyone in the cast, aren’t I, he thought idly to himself as the pants were discarded. Oh, well. He could live with that. *** “You and Jack,” said Greg after they were finished. “What about me and Jack?” He pulled up his pants and zipped the fly. “That
thing that happened. Is it a regular thing, or
?” “Kinda, yeah. That was the first time, though. When you caught us.” “Oh. Okay.” He looked a little disappointed. “So
yeah. Right. Okay. See you around.” And he hastily pulled on his shirt and left. *** “So, how was Asia?” “It was
fine. How was Europe?” “Completely insane. I sent you those pictures of me in lederhosen, didn’t I?” “Oh, right.” “Something wrong?” “Nope. Everything’s fine.” “Well, I hope you don’t mind, but I’m going to do something very inappropriate right now.” “What---oh. Ah
feel free to do this any time you want
” “Oh, I will.” “Urgh
um
something
something happened in Tokyo
” “What happened?” “It---oh, God---um, there was sake involved---ah
” “Maybe we should discuss this some other time?” “Best idea you’ve had yet.” “No. That’s not my best idea. This is.” “Holy---!” “Yes. Yes, I am.” *** Sendhil bit his lip as he stared at his script that he wasn’t actually reading, just staring at. He needed something to focus on, after all. Something to focus on besides the fact that Greg and Jack were in the same room with him and thus the destruction of the world was imminent. He still could not believe that he was even in this situation. “So, Greg,” said Jack, propping his feet up on the coffee table, “I hear you and Sendhil had quite the time in Tokyo.” Greg looked at him, and Sendhil felt himself blush. He raised the script up in front of his face. “Yeah
yeah, we did. Is that
is that a problem, or
?” “What? Oh, no, of course not. Why would I have a problem with it?” “I dunno. I mean, I’d have a problem with it, if I were you.” “Why?” “I wouldn’t want to share him.” Oh, for the love of
 Sendhil thought, but said nothing. “I’m sharing him already. In case you forgot.” “What, with me?” He sounded confused. “With his wife.” “Oh, right! Duh. I’m an idiot.” “We’re all sharing each other, really,” Jack continued, as Sendhil listened on, still not believing that this conversation was actually happening. “We all have wives. Families. We’ve got this trinity of infidelity going on here.” “Trinity of Infidelity,” Greg chuckled. “I like that.” “Me too.” It seemed like the discussion was, thankfully, over, so Sendhil lowered his script and actually started to read it. Then Greg had to go and say: “You know, we should have a threesome.” Sendhil choked on his own spit, and Jack looked up in some alarm. “Excuse me?” he asked politely. “You know. A threesome. It would solve all of our problems.” “I didn’t know that we had any problems with this arrangement.” “Just think about it. It would be awesome.” “I
I don’t think so,” Sendhil choked out, his fingernails leaving indents on the pages. “Sure it would! You could have both of us at the same time. It’d be so hot. No lie.” Sendhil shook his head fervently, not daring to look up from the line, You’ve given me everything I need. Wait, why did he have this script? They had shot this episode already
 “Are you sure?” Greg sounded rather dejected. “Yeah. I am. I’m just
I’m really bad at that.” “At what?” “Threesomes.” Jack burst out laughing. “How are you bad at threesomes?” “I dunno. I just am. Me and Olga tried it once. It was
a disaster. To put it mildly.” “Well, if you guys ever change your minds, the offer still stands,” said Greg, and chose that opportune moment to leave. Sendhil sighed with relief and tossed his old script to the side. “Thank God that’s over.” “Hmm. I dunno. The idea is intriguing, I have to say.” Sendhil sputtered with indignation. “You’re not suggesting that---!” “Not with Greg, no. But maybe with someone else
” Jack sidled up next to him and kissed his neck. “Like Zach, maybe.” He felt his eyes bulge out of his head, but forgot everything when Jack placed his hand in a strategic location. It was official. His life was completely, totally insane. And he loved it.
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cxskxtsymptxm · 2 years ago
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Please specify the muse
🐝  *  â€•Â Â đ‘»đ‘¶đ‘żđ‘°đ‘Ș đ‘čđ‘Źđ‘łđ‘šđ‘»đ‘°đ‘¶đ‘”đ‘șđ‘Żđ‘°đ‘·đ‘ș.  (  some of these are dark and heavy ― trigger warning for emotional and hinted domestic abuse, manipulation, and abuse ― so please proceed with caution.  )
❛  no one can know about this.  ❜ ❛  i'm sorry. you know i didn't mean it like that.  ❜ ❛  you still love me, don't you?  ❜ ❛  promise me not to do this again.  ❜ ❛  you hit me!  ❜ ❛  but you said you loved me ...  ❜ ❛  i didn't tell anyone, i swear!  ❜ ❛  you promised me you'd stop this.  ❜ ❛  you know what's going to happen if you try to pull this stunt again.  ❜ ❛  don't you dare leave me!  ❜ ❛  you aren't scared of me, are you?  ❜ ❛  stop it! please, just let me go!  ❜ ❛  is there something you forgot to tell me?  ❜ ❛  but i do know better than you. i thought that much was obvious.  ❜ ❛  so you leave me no other choice.  ❜ ❛  i'm doing this because i care!  ❜ ❛  why did you do that to me?  ❜ ❛  will you just shut up about it already? i told you i'm sorry.  ❜ ❛  you're really testing my patience today.  ❜ ❛  i only did this for you!  ❜ ❛  this is all your fault! if you'd just listened to me, it wouldn't have come to this.  ❜ ❛  please don't be mad.  ❜ ❛  i'm worried about you.  ❜ ❛  you have no idea what you're talking about!  ❜ ❛  i'm sorry, i don't know what came over me.  ❜ ❛  stop being so dramatic.  ❜ ❛  god, you're making this way too easy for me.  ❜ ❛  did you just disagree with me?  ❜ ❛  do i need to remind you who you belong to?  ❜ ❛  nobody else will ever love you the way i do.  ❜ ❛  who do you think they would really believe? you or me?  ❜ ❛  what the hell is wrong with you?  ❜ ❛  you remember what i told you would happen if you leave, don't you?  ❜ ❛  you are nothing without me!  ❜ ❛  you still haven't learned your lesson yet, hmm?  ❜ ❛  it's obvious you're not trying hard enough.  ❜ ❛  so you're saying this is my fault?  ❜ ❛  you're only making this worse for yourself.  ❜ ❛  go on, keep telling yourself that i'm the bad guy when deep down you know this is all because of you.  ❜ ❛  don't you understand yet? i'm only doing this because i love you.  ❜
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