#And hi to anybody else not mentioned who considers themself to be my friend! These are just the first few people that came to mind

[compassmili]

Genuinely having friends is so odd. I've basically isolated myself to solely two people for two years now, and even before that I always had issues in friendships. The idea that people like me is so weird. I'm not used to that stop that.

[thefanficmonster]

Oblivious

Valkyrae (Rae) x Reader (Gender Neutral) ft. Corpse Husband

Warnings: None

Genre: FLUFF, Humor, RPF (Real Person Fic)

Summary: In the most desperate of times, we may or may not be used to hearing the phrase ‘Beggers can’t be choosers’ which is exactly why Y/N’s found themself asking the most hopeless of cases when it comes to love and romance - Corpse, for help.

Requested by Xara. Hi darling! Thank you so much for this wonderful request you’ve sent me - I love writing for Rae (excuse my bi excitement, I’m just a HUGE simp) and I can’t thank you enough for giving me the opportunity to do so. Sorry it’s been two months since you requested this but here it finally is and I hope it makes up for the wait. Love, Vy ❤

“Corpse, I’m in desperate need for help.“ I don’t even bother with a friendly or even polite greeting. Being best friends for as long as we have, Corpse and I excluded the politeness that comes with phone calls a long time ago, especially when calling with an emergency. Though, let’s be honest, if I’m calling him on the phone and not on video chat like I usually do, it is an emergency.

“Given that you’re asking me, I can imagine how desperate you are.“ He has the audacity to laugh in response, causing me to roll my eyes. 

Now, don’t get the wrong idea - I love Corpse with all my heart. Him and I have been through A LOT together considering we know each other since we were teenagers. However, there are some instances in life when he simply doesn’t get me. Not that he doesn’t try to, he does and does so very hard, but he rarely succeeds. Trying is what matters, of course. Given that he is my only close friend, I can only ever turn to him with my problems though I try my best not to bother him too much, but when things get REALLY tough, I can’t help but go and vent to him. Luckily, he’s always been very understanding, but it may be because he feels like he owes me for all the times he has turned to me with his problems. I’ve tried to explain that he shouldn’t feel such a way, but that’s rather hypocritical of me cause I feel the same way.

Alright, enough digressing, back on track!

“Desperate doesn’t even begin to summarize how I feel.“ I sigh, plopping down on the couch in my living room, kicking my feet up on the coffee table as I cover my eyes with my hand. “Brutally miserable is, I think, the correct term to use here.“

I hear Corpse let out a quiet ‘oof’, one I think he hoped I wouldn’t hear. “And what led you to finally give in and ask for help, not that I can offer you much?”

I can’t help but snort at that, a snort that serves as a replacement to slapping myself across the face. “Rae texted me yesterday asking if I’d like to play Minecraft with her and I took THREE HOURS to respond! Not on purpose, I just couldn’t think of something good to say!” I know I sound like a whiney kid, but I think I’ve passed that threshold LONG ago. Of course, this whiney kid version of me only surfaces around Corpse and Corpse only. No one else is allowed to see me like this or that would legit be the end of any sort of pride I may have left in me.

“You mean you couldn’t choose between ‘Sure, I’d like that!’ and ‘Of course, I’d love to!’? Please say yes.“ Corpse already sounds disappointed and he hasn’t even heard the worst of it yet.

“No and sit tight, it gets worse. I...“

He cuts me off, “Wait, no, don’t say it. Let me guess - you turned her down? Keep in mind if you say yes I’m hanging up on you.”

I remain silent, pinching the bridge of me nose and cringing as hard as my facial muscles are willing to allow. I can’t say yes, not cause he’ll hang up but because admitting it makes it more real, and the more real it is the more depressed it’ll make me and I will go back to being a self-deprecating mess that refuses to be productive or properly functioning - aka ‘Whiney Kid Maximum’.

“I’m hanging up.“ Corpse says after waiting five seconds for my response that only comes in the form of dead silence which is more than enough of an answer in and of itself.

“No, please don’t!“ I squeak out despite my agony, “I’ll never break the cycle if you don’t help me, Corpse! I’m a hopeless case!“

“You’re a hopeless case with or without me, Y/N.“ He states, angering me ever so slightly. “Not only cause you really are, but because I have nothing useful to offer you. Not even a single advice. Even if I did, giving it to you would by hypocritical when considered how bad I am on this field myself. Hell, the very person you’re head over heels for is my personal matchmaker. If anything, you should be asking her how to swoon her...“ He pauses.

So does my brain.

For a second we’re both quiet, the silence on the line suggesting big plans are being developed - well, not on my end but still.

“Now there’s an idea...“ He mutters more to himself than to me.

“No!“ I shriek fearfully, “Please, if you love me even the tiniest bit, Corpse, don’t put me in a situation where I have to be alone with Rae! Not IRL not in a Discord call - not in ANYTHING. I close up and end up seeming unfriendly and rude because of my inability to talk to her like a normal human being! I don’t know what’s wrong with me, I just can’t do it! So please don’t make me.“

I maybe can’t read minds, but hell if I can’t at least have a rough guess of what’s on my best friend’s mind - I know he’s already scheming and coming up with odd solutions to my problem - some of which will cause me more problems but let’s not even mention those. That being said, I need to prevent him from actually carrying out any of his absurd schemes, otherwise it’s game over for me.

“Hmm, ok fine, but only cause I wanna spare you your own awkwardness. Consider it charity.“ He sighs, the disappointment even more evident now.

I sigh too, but I do so in defeated relief. It’s bittersweet, to be honest. “Thank you.”

“Don’t.“ He says sharply, “Don’t thank me. It’ll make me feel like I’m encouraging your behavior.“

Well, screw my feelings, I guess. I’m left on this battlefield alone, aren’t I?

Corpse hanging up the call confirms that I am, indeed, alone.

                                                             *  *  *

“Hello?“

“Are you still in bed, for the love of God? It’s noon!“ Not only did he have the audacity to wake me up with his phone call, but now he has the audacity to judge me on my sleeping habits as well. Some darn nerve he has.

“What do you want, Corpse?“ I grumble out, groggy and now grumpy too. The last thing I need is the only person I can turn to turning on me. Especially not now. I don’t need his or anybody else’s judgement of me or my life, it’ll hurt too much.

“I want to know how long you haven’t showered, Y/N.“ He barks back, causing me to roll my eyes. “And when’s the last time you actually ate something healthy and nutritious and not just greasy takeout?”

“I showered last night!“ I straighten up and frown, feeling offended despite his questions being justifiable. I think that’s exactly why I’m pissed off, to be honest - he knows me and my habits too well. “And you’re just being hypocritical on the eating part!“

“Whatever.“ He mutters, allowing me to feel at least a tiny sense of victory for having proven him wrong, “Get your ass up and come play Minecraft with me, you need to be cheered up asap.“ He continues, much to my dismay. “And don’t even think about saying ‘no’. If you do, just remember, I have your address and a strong will to kick your ass into shape.“

“Into shape? We’re going to the gym or something?“ I’m honestly confused and intrigued now. Maybe the gym isn’t such a bad idea, I’m sure I could become really good friends with the punching bag.

Corpse sighs exasperatedly in a way I can basically hear him roll his eyes as well, “Not that kind of shape, Y/N. Just get on Discord, seriously, I’m worried about you.“ 

That sentence strikes a nerve. Something about that genuine concern in his voice reminds me that I still need to move on from focusing so strongly on just my failures, no matter how big or small, and keep pushing forward, if not for myself then for the people who care about me. For Corpse especially, seeing as how he’s sort of been my babysitter ever since my feelings towards Rae started to consume me whole and suffocate me. I don’t know how or when it happened, in fact I can best describe it as the Titanic: I was doing ok and then instead of hitting an iceberg the iceberg of feelings hit me and I started sinking. Corpse was there to offer me a hand to help me keep at least my head above the surface. He can’t pull me out of the water but he’s not willing to let go either. I’m afraid holding on like that will tire him out to the point of letting go of me completely, but I’m afraid of sinking too. You see my dilemma here, no?

“Ok, give me twenty minutes.“

I would have probably continued sleeping or just chilled on social media, refusing to get out of bed for at least another hour, but the debt I feel towards Corpse is stronger than the desire to be a slob so I motivate myself with every power my fragile mind can fish out of the void and push the covers off me, shivering at the drastic change in temperature around my body now that I’m exposed to the rather cool air in my room, my pajamas hopeless at providing me with any warmth.

Twenty minutes later sharp, I’m seated at my desk, in front of my computer with my headphones on, taking one last encouraging breath before entering the call where Corpse is waiting for me.

“Yo.“ I greet him half-heartedly, drawing invisible abstract patterns on my desk with my finger as if I’m avoiding eye contact with him IRL.

“Glad to see you haven’t lost your sense of punctuality at least.“ He chuckles, sounding a lot more pleasant and a lot more like my friend Corpse and less like sergeant Corpse Husband who was speaking with me on the phone earlier.

“Very funny.“ I murmur in my now common brooding manner, “Anyway, enough about me, how are you doing? Anything interesting happen since we last spoke?“

“You mean in the past ten hours? No, nothing interesting apart from that I managed to catch a few z’s.“ He replies as I join the Minecraft server, managing to get a smile out of me.

“Hey, that’s nice to hear! Good for you, Corpsie.“ I say, honestly proud and happy for him.

“Yeah, and just so you’re not calling me hypocritical on the topic of eating, I’m currently cooking myself lunch.“ He points out, now just straight up peacocking, “On that note, I got a pot on the stove so you’ll have to excuse me for a sec.“

“Please go. Don’t set your apartment on fire the first time you cook” I snicker, leaning back in my chair and fetch my phone to kill the time while he’s gone to tend to whatever attempt at a meal he has prepping in his kitchen. I feel bad for his stomach, and his kitchen, already.

“Corpse? Hi!“

Oh no. No, no, no, no, no - tell me that was an auditory hallucination and I didn’t actually hear that just now! TELL ME!

“Rae?“ I blurt out, almost falling backwards out of my chair, eyes wide, jaw hanging slightly.

Just then I get a text from Corpse:

Consider me dead and carry the convo. I know you’ve got this, Y/N

Oh that prick is gonna get it!

“Y/N? Hi! Sorry, Corpse didn’t mention you’d be playing with us, but it’s so nice to be hearing from you! It feels like it’s been forever.“ Rae replies, cheery and enthusiastic as ever, just like the absolute sweetheart she is.

With Corpse absent from his position, without his metaphorical hand holding mine, I’m metaphorically sinking and drowning. Maybe the drowning part isn’t so metaphorical after all, considering I actually am drowning in all the thoughts produced by my mind at the moment. A mind that’s going completely haywire, might I add.

“Hehe, well, funny thing, he didn’t tell me you’d be playing with us either.“ I chuckle anxiously, already breaking out in a nervous sweat. I solemnly promise to kill Corpse first chance I get, that way he’ll at least be dead for real.

“He set us up, huh? What’s his game, where even is he?“ Rae asks, properly confused as she should be.

All on-point questions, hun. And I can’t answer any of them logically.

“Um, you know, he’s off doing...something.“ And there go my conversational skills out the window, I hope they send me a postcard one day.

“Whatever, enough about Mr. Ominous. Tell me, what’s been keeping you busy?“ Oh crap, this is the question I’ve been fearing. Mostly cause I’m not prepared for it. “Actually no, let me rephrase: Why have you been avoiding me recently?“

‘Oh crap’ squared. Tripled.

“Whaaat? Avoiding you? Where’d you get that idea?“ I’m aware of my high pitched voice, but it’s not like I can do much to tone it down. Every part of me is in critical panic mode and rationality has accompanied my aforementioned conversational skills out the window.

“I don’t know, Y/N. Ignoring my texts, leaving me on ‘Seen’ and then declining my offer just to accept the same one coming from Corpse - can’t really blame me for finding it shady.“ She replies, her words making me wince and hide my face in the palms of my hands as though it’ll shield me from Rae’s brutal honesty and forthrightness. 

“I’ve been...bad at replying to everyone lately, nothing personal, I swear.“ Yeah, that sounded convincing, good gosh-darn job, Y/N!

“Why’s that?“ Something about her tone suggest she knows I’m lying and is just humoring me and my agony. I don’t know if to thank her for it or wish she’d just rip off the band-aid and confront me head-on. In that case I’d have only one of two options: freeze up or spill my guts. Honestly, I don’t know which is worse. “I thought you’d reach out to me, given you’ve found yourself in a pickle.”

I frown, confused and wary like I’m walking on thin ice over a pool of sharks, “Pickle? What pickle?“

“Corpse mentioned you needed dating advice.“ She replies simply as though it should’ve been obvious and as if it’s the most casual, regular and normal thing. Little does she know...

“Um, yeah, I guess you can call it that.“ I murmur sheepishly, my cheeks reddening.

“Who’s the lucky girl?“ She asks, the excitement now replacing the previous suspicion she was fronting, making me nervous as hell.

My heart skips a beat, “How’d you know I’m crushing on a girl?“

“Uh...“ She stumbles over her words, pausing to collect her thoughts and formulate a response, “Corpse told me!“ When the reply finally arrives it’s as high pitched as mine was earlier, suggesting something ain’t right.

I stay quiet, my mind and heart racing which is quicker. My leg is bouncing, my fingers are tapping the keyboard rhythmically as I rack my brain, pushing it to put the pieces of this enigmatic puzzle together, connect the dots.

When it finally does, I’m left with a horrific end-result, a realization that makes me go pale as a ghost, “He told you who said girl is too, didn’t he?” I say, my voice barely above a whisper. I keep the tone low so she doesn’t notice how shaky it is.

It takes her a few seconds to reply, but when she does I kinda wish she hadn’t, “Maybe...”

My first instinct is to excuse myself from the call, pack all my kitchen knives and drive to Corpse’s house but with my limbs having lost any and all feeling in them that is practically impossible. So, I settle for my second instinct which is hiding my face in the palms of my hands as though they can shield me from the immense embarrassment Corpse has set me up for.

“Listen...“ I start, not sure where I wanna go with this, “You don’t have to say anything, I get the hint. No need to bother with a gentle reje-“

“I like you too, Y/N!“ Rae cuts off my rambling with a melodic laugh, “I’m sorry, but you can be very oblivious sometimes, and I just wanted to give you a taste of your own medicine for a bit. Sorry if I freaked you out.“ Judging by her tone, she’s not sorry at all. In fact, she’s one step away from bursting out into laughter.

“Trust me, ‘freaked out’ doesn’t even begin to describe it.“ I sigh, exasperatedly, sinking into my chair alike a deflated balloon. “You and Corpse are gonna pay for that heart attack you led me to the brink of!”

This time, she doesn’t hold back, letting out the laughter she’s been holding back this whole time, “I don’t know how Corpse will do that, but could I pay my dues with a brunch on Friday?”

My eyebrows shoot up, “Miss Valkyrae, is this you asking me out on a date?“ I ask teasingly - aka with more confidence than I feel.

Please say ‘yes’. Please say ‘yes’. Please say ‘yes’.

“I don’t know, what do you think, Y/N?“ She asks, tone just as teasing as mine.

“Hey, I’m not as oblivious as you claim I am!“ I argue light-heartedly, “Does 2PM work for you?“

“Any time works for me.“ Rae replies, a smile blatantly evident in her voice. A smile that unleashes a flock of butterflies in my stomach.

And just like that, I have a date with the girl I’ve had a crush on for the longest time. It happened so fast it’s practically a blurred part in my mind, but one thing I’m sure will be crystal-clearly imbedded in my mind forever is that brunch on Friday. Just then, I get yet another text from Mr. Schemer himself.

That wasn’t so hard now, was it?

Some nerve he has, I swear to God.

[commonwealthoccurences]

Cait HCs: Enemies to Friends to Lovers

Request: “This is probably dumb, but could I trouble you to do some headcanons of Cait and the Sole Survivor starting off bickering constantly then eventually they're friends, and then they somehow end up lovers after an argument?”

CW: Mentions/descriptions of violence, unhealthy communication methods

Sole liked to think they’re an understanding person, but God did Cait push their buttons

Between the constant complaining for no reason, the way she snapped at people for the littlest things, and the fact that they could never seem to agree, they were doomed from the start

But Sole needed the extra hands and they’d be damned if they gave in to Cait’s grating personality and let her skip out on their contract

So, out of pure stubbornness, they kept her as a companion

They spent more time arguing than in silence

It got to the point where Daisy insisted that only one of them was allowed in her shop at a time; they didn’t bring her enough for her to sit through their endless bickering

Then Cait started using the silent treatment

They’d never admit it, never say a word, but Sole much preferred their arguing over the silence that Cait weaponized against them

So ever the master of communication (/s), Sole decided to throw that back in her face

And then it was silent all the time, everywhere they went

Unless it was the sharp ringing of gunfire, the clanging of pots being pulled out of Sole’s pack for the evening meal once they’d set up camp, the splashing as they waded through bothersome streams to get to their destination, it was silent

If Cait hated Sole, she hated her own tactics being used against her x10 more

But she never said a word; it was a torturous game of chicken- who would break first

Of course, both of them were more stubborn than any other person in the Commonwealth

One fateful day, they were trekking towards Diamond City, weaving their way through the remains of Boston, weighed down by goods ready to be sold and the lack of sleep that had been eating at them

Cait decided to silently stomp ahead, trying to communicate that Sole was much too slow and it was their fault that they were so far behind schedule

It also could’ve had to do with the Yao Guai they encountered, and then the storm that kept them holed up in shelter for a full day, but in her mind Sole was to blame

Sole simply let her charge forward, not resisting the urge to roll their eyes

She was only out of sight for a few moments before Sole realized things had gotten too quiet

It wasn’t just the fact that they could no longer hear her footsteps, but the crows had gone silent, and in fact, had taken off entirely

Sole had to think fast

They dropped the heavy backpack that was encumbering them as carefully as they could, wincing when it emitted a slight rattling

Their footsteps were almost silent as they crept forward on the balls of their feet, pistol pulled from it’s holster and held with both hands in front of them

There was a blind corner up ahead; no doubt that’s where Cait had stopped

Luckily for Sole, there was a way around; a window leading to crumbled section of the wall that blocked their sight

With every footstep they nearly lost ten years off their life, thanking the universe that they hadn’t managed to crunch broken glass, or anything else that would make their position known

The seconds crawled by, but eventually, they made it through the shortcut and rounded the corner

There was a single Raider, holding Cait at knifepoint, clearly lying in wait for Sole

It was a stupid plan, considering he had a knife and Sole was very much armed with several guns, but nontheless, he had Cait with a knife to her throat. It wasn’t the ideal setup in any situation

Shooting him chest or head was no good; the bullet could travel through and end up hurting Cait. The leg wouldn’t help either. As nice as it would be to keep him from walking, he could still hurt Cait quite easily if he thought fast enough. Arm it was, then; they only hoped the element of surprise and pain would be enough to get him to drop his weapon

Sole squeezed the trigger, flinched at the resulting BANG, and nearly swore in relief when the knife fell to the crumbling concrete

Cait reacted quickly, thankfully, and turned faster than he could blink to punch him in the face and send him sprawling to the ground

It took just another moment for Sole to pull the trigger again, lodging a bullet in the raider’s skull, and then the situation was over, and the two were left to catch their breath

Cait didn’t say anything, just turned and wiped a hand across her face before patting Sole on the shoulder and nodding to them

After that, they were… well, Sole supposed they were friends, which isn’t something they ever thought they would say

Their conversations weren’t long, and maybe it was out of mutual embarrassment once they’d realized how immature they were acting, but they communicated, and that was an upgrade

Then, they started joking around

Much to everyone’s relief, the two eventually considered each other friends

And then, Sole’s brain had to do the unimaginable

They found themself caring a little too much about Cait

It was hard to resist the urge to go back to the silent treatment; it was much easier to deal with things by not acknowledging them whatsoever

It culminated one evening in them snapping at Cait

Now don’t get her wrong; she also viewed them as friends, but she wouldn’t take shit from anybody, and that includes Sole

Arguing about how to set up camp for the night devolved into arguing about everything under the sun, and it felt as if they were back to square one

Then, Cait had to go and open her mouth and sarcastically yelled, “Jesus Christ, yer so far up my ass right now with yer bullshit, it’s obvious ya just wanna kiss me.” with a sneer.

Well, Sole wasn’t one to back down from a challenge, and so they took the few steps it took to get in her space and kissed her

That was the first time Sole had ever seen Cait speechless

They both began fumbling over their words, Cait trying to find the means to respond to something like that, and Sole trying to find an excuse

Then, Cait stopped. “I was right.”

“If you don’t shut up I’ll kiss you again, since it seems that’s the only way for you to stop yelling.”

Yeah, it was a long night

[ocular-intercourse]

@mangosandchili No.2 of (?), 14 questions Ace edition

🌲 What is the kindest thing your OC has ever done for someone? What is the kindest thing someone has ever done for them? On the flip side, what is the worst thing your OC has done to another person?

i.. I don’t know?? He just.. doesn’t deal with other people all that much. He’d probably consider it kind leaving other people be and not annoying them to death. I suppose his loyalty to his brother is rooted in kindness. Oh actually, it’s really less about what kind thing he has done as a singular situation, it’s more about his kindness potential. Given the situation he’d chose to do the kind thing, he’s just not quite aware of it cause he tends to stay away from situations, period. His misanthropy is very superficial. The other way around is pretty similar, people don’t get the chance to be kind to him very often. I guess Ben & later Ellie sticking around could be considered kind. The worst thing he has done would be just being purposefully difficult, pushing people away, building walls, being annoying and a little reckless. The curve is pretty flat in either direction.

🌳 What does your OC do when they see others upset or in pain? An upset friend? A stranger?

Look around if someone else is there to help, if yes, leave it to them, if no.. begrudgingly help. Depends on the situation too. If someone is physically hurt that would be easier for him than trying to console emotional distress. Once again, he would do pretty much anything for Ben, Ellie or his brother (pre attempted murder.. maybe a little bit after). But he really struggles with reacting to emotion, he would uncomfortably offer his presence and then not know what to do next, just sitting there, quietly patting backs.

🌿 What is something true about your OC that they refuse to admit about themselves? Is there any reason to this besides embarrassment?

He loves and he cares so much. He’s just, either trained or naturally, not really able to show it. Emotional constipation. He’d like to believe he’s as distant to things and people as he pretends to be, but he’s not. He just does not have the tools to communicate it to himself and others.

🍃 Describe a regular day for your OC. What is their schedule (if they have one).          

I think Ace feels like he’s a chaotic person, other people definitely see him that way, but he actually has his set routines, they just swap around sometimes. Generally he has classes in the morning, he’s late to them most of the time cause he has difficulties getting up and following authoritarian instructions. After that probably back to his room, dick around on the internet, make some music, just chilling, some swordfight training maybe. If it’s dark out you’ll more likely than not find him outside somewhere, on the roof, taking in the night.

🍁 What is your OC’s most traumatic experience? (If they don’t have just one traumatic experience either pick one or describe them all!)

Finding out his brother is part of some weird cult that is currently attacking and killing children and teenagers. Swiftly followed by said brother killing him when Ace confronts him about it. Or trying to kill him, more accurately. But the intention was there. Though Ace very much wants to doubt that. Traumatic event still pending: Finding out that he himself tried to join said cult to follow in his brother’s steps as he always has done but being rejected and his memory having been erased.

🍄 How would your OC react to the death of a friend/family member/loved one? Is there anyone they can confide in?

Hmm I don’t think Ace is equipped to confront that reality at all. Definitely not outwardly. He’s too good at bottling up stuff, he does not know what else to do with his emotions. He’d just quietly stew in it, refuse to talk about it. He won’t expect it to get better, it’s just part of his life now. But the grief is also kinda weirdly suspended by the whole underworld thing. So he’d just.. kinda ride it out till he can do anything about it. Action is much easier, he’ll focus on that. No idea what exactly he’ll be able to do, but the thought helps.

🌾 What would your OC be like if they were evil. Or if they’re already evil what would they be like as the good guy?

He’d just be the Ace he’s pretending to be most times. Not caring about the people around him, except maybe a few exceptions. Not actively cruel, but cold, calculated. Letting people suffer because it has nothing to do with him, it’s not his responsibility, even if it is right under his nose and he could easily reach out to help.

💐 How would your OC react to somebody telling them that they love them? (+ bonus give another characters/OC name!)

Oh, he has his mastered poker face it would be really hard to coax a reaction out of him. Ace and his brother are both the kind of people who would cloak i love you’s in jokes and irony and sarcasm, like proclaiming it cartoonishly and over the top so it seems like a joke when it’s really not. Genuine serious i love you’s would definitely catch him off guard. He’d still try to play it off with jokes, or react as if it did not faze him, just shrug it off. I don’t think he’d get himself to respond with his own feelings, at least not very often. That’s just too much, too intimate, too raw. He’d rather show his love than talk about it, and even that would be very much hidden and not talked about meaning-wise. He’ll leave the interpreting to others. When Ben or Ellie tell him they love him it’s like an ice cold hand squeezing his heart, and then molten lava in his belly. It’s not a negative thing by any means, and he will cherish a proclamation of love, cling onto it very much, but it is still very uncomfortable for him to hear.

🌷 What does your OC hate about themself? What lies about themself do they believe? On the flip side, What does your OC love about themself?

He hates this invisible wall between him and anybody else. He hates that he can’t figure out if he built it himself or if it has always been there. He hates that he does not know whether him not being able to tear it down is his own fault, or something he has no control over no matter how hard he tries. So he just blames himself, cause that’s most likely, believes that this is just himself being intrinsically bad in some way, at the very base. Something inside him must really not care, or else he’d be able to change things, right? If he really tried. Maybe it’s in the way his brother raised him, he never gave him the tools to socialize properly, and now it’s too late to change, if he can change at all. So he believes his own lie about not liking or caring for other people, about being emotionless. (ace really is the oc that gets all of my bullshit huh, sorry baby) Some parts of this he loves too. If he looks at people and the problems they create for themselves because of their emotions and ties to other people, how they hurt their own feelings over unnecessary things, he’s sometimes just really really happy to be able to distance himself from some of these things, of being able to not take things personally or interpret hurtful meanings into things other people say instead of just taking them literally and get on with it. He likes his humor and he is damn proud of his talents. He prides himself on his loyalty.

🥀 What is something your OC blames themselves for and is it really their fault? Does it keep them up at night and is there any lingering trauma?

I think the answer to this is mostly in the answer before this. He blames himself for some of his characteristics even if he has no control over them cause they are conditions he was born with. He feels inhuman sometimes, there’s just something other people naturally do that he can’t imitate and he can’t shake the feeling that it’s his fault somehow, or he’s just broken. It’s not, he’s not. He could have certainly gotten better help in accepting and dealing with these feelings, but really there’s nothing much he himself can do about it. It does not necessarily keep him up at night, but it’s definitely a pit in his stomach when he gets to a situation that points out this rift between him and others.

🌺 In what situation would your OC be pushed to commit an act of violence? Would they go as far to kill someone if they had to? How would this affect them and their relationships with others?

He is not somebody that would even show a reaction to being provoked, he’s too calm, too focused on controlling his expression and emotions. So you won’t see him tied into brawls or anything. He would however kill in self-defense, to protect himself and others (not just his loved ones, anybody in need). I think if there was undeniably the need to premeditatedly kill somebody to keep something bad from happening he might just be able to do that too, but only in a ‘no other choice this person is irredeemable’ kind of situation. I’ve mentioned it before, he has killed in self-defense, but that’s not necessarily unusual in his world. I don’t think people expect it to affect him very much, he sure doesn’t let it show. He is also pretty good at shutting himself off of any emotion he’s experiencing. People around him might worry a bit, about it affecting him negatively in the long run. Ben is mostly happy he has someone who steps in to do these things when he himself would rather not. Ellie has no problem killing, so she and Ace would just be in silent agreement about it not being pretty, but necessary.

🌸 What would your OC do if they were given god-like powers or the ability to change anything about the world for a whole day?

Ace would consider doing something ridiculous and stupid. Every person on the planet suddenly making clown shoe squeaky noises when walking.. But in a last minute kind of decision he’d suddenly realize he can use this to learn everything he needs to learn. About his brother, that organization, the gods, who killed JFK… He’d go on a wild conspiracy theory tangent, figuring out what’s true and what isn’t. Ace knowing the secrets of the universe…powerful, scary. He’d probably do nothing with it afterwards, just because that would drive people insane, knowing what he knows and not utilizing it.

🌼 Describe one of your OC’s worst nightmares.

Being truly, utterly alone. He puts so much into believing he could exist all by himself, that he would have no problem with nobody liking him, nobody caring. He’s just trying to prepare himself in case that fear ever becomes true, if he tells himself enough how he does not care maybe it will be true when he needs it someday.

🌻 What advice would your OC give to their younger self? What advice does your OC need now?

He would have to reach an especially enlightened mode for this but: Don’t be as exclusionist. Look out of the metaphorical window from time to time. Look at how other people live their lives, what they value, how they treat each other. There is nothing wrong with accepting the things your brother teaches you and live by your own rules instead of society’s generalized ideas of right and wrong. But there is value in comparison sometimes, to put things in perspective. Advice for now would be similar, but more in the line of: It is okay to recognize and admit that you have been hurt, that does not weaken who you are. Also: Don’ put people on pedestals as much, they are not infallible, believing so will only disappoint and hurt you.

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🍼 & the knife bc im on desktop and can only do 1 emoji at a time (for all your ocs :D)

HEY SIS THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR ASKIN 🌼🌼🌼🌼🌼🌼🌼 this should not have taken me so long lmaooooo

down unda bc Long :D

send me symbols for my OCs? 

🍼 Does your OC have any children or want children? What names would they pick? Are they good with kids or a complete disaster?

Myriad: Demons are infertile unless paired with an angel, so they don’t have any children, but it’s probably a good thing in this case bc if Myriad’s wasn’t infertile, they’d have a thousand kids lmao. They honestly haven’t ever thought about kids, and they’ve never been bothered with the idea of having them. They’re actually great with kids and like them a lot, they’re like the coolest uncle ever, but they’d probably not be the best parent. They’d be more like the kid’s friend than their parental figure, and they don’t like staying in one place for long and they wouldn’t abandon their lifestyle so they’d either lug the kid around with them constantly or just leave them with their other parent for a few years before coming back… so yeah, not the best parent.

August: He’s thought about kids occasionally, but he’s never had any drive, not to mention it’s forbidden. If his partner really wanted kids, he’d probably agree to adopt, because he can never turn down anything somebody he loves wants. He would…….. really try to be a good parent. He would care about the kid but he’s be worried about fucking them up and probably have a bit of emotional distance because of that fear. He would love them with his whole heart, though. He likes the name River.

June: They never wanted kids. They liked the name Lía. They are actually very good with kids, though they avoid them like the plague now. They still consider themself a parent.

Dante: I think he’d actually like to have kids. He’s great with them, he’d be a very fun and loving dad, and the kid would be the most well protected little nugget in the entire world. If it was a little girl, he’d name her Tien, after his little sister. The kid would know how to kill a man in a billion ways by the time they were six tho lmao.

Jesse: Knows he’s no-where near ready for kids, but he would love to have them one day. He’d be kinda panicky with a baby but great with teenagers dude should be a youth guidance counselor and he’d love the kid with his whole heart, just wants to be a good dad and make sure he’s always there for them. He’d like to name them after his mom (Lori) or his dad (Frank.) 

Vrox: Terrified of having kids, scared he’ll fuck up. He’s the opposite of Jesse, has a natural talent with getting young kids to like him and is great with them, but awkward with teenagers. Honestly has no idea what to name it, leaves that to Jesse because he knows how important it is to him.

Falkner: HAHAHAHA!!! no.

Emala: She has always wanted children of her own. The only reason she hasn’t adopted an entire household is because she knows that she will outlive them, and that she would never recover them that. It kills her watching children that aren’t her own suffer, and she knows her limits. If she did have kids, though, she would be the. best. mom. in. existence.

Mars: Is fantastic with kids, but has never wanted any of his own. He obeys the rules because he’s a good little angel who would never impregnate someone.

Ben: Has thought about kids on and off his entire life. He’s not like Emala, who desperately wants kids, his is more of a wistfulness. If he eventually finds a partner who wants them, he would happily have them. He’s be the world’s best dad, super kind and patient and understanding. A bit nervous because he doesn’t want to mess up, but he would be a great dad. Doesn’t know what to name them - literally anything but the names Ginger ever so helpfully suggests.

Ginger: Nope, nope, nope. Has never wanted anything that slowed her down. Is too irresponsible to be a good mom. Is pretty terrible with kids, to boot. Would probably name the poor kid Rugrat. 

🔪 Has your OC ever killed someone? Ever had to defend themselves against violence? How did this make them feel? Or, alternatively, has your OC ever attacked someone? Seen someone die?

…..almost all of them have jesus CHR-

Myriad: Yes, yes, holy hell yes. Their job is tracking down and punishing/murdering/reaping evil souls after torturing them for the longest amount of time possible. Yes, they’ve had to defend themself. They know killing people is wrong but since they make sure never to harm innocents, when they do kill it never bothers them, they never hesitate, they never show mercy, and they never regret.

August: Yes, she has killed before, she never takes any pleasure in it and will only ever use it as a last resort. As all other angels (and demons) have, she’s had to reap human souls at some point or another. It doesn’t upset her to any extreme level. It’s always been in self defence. She has seen a lot of people, including her own partners, die over her long life.

June: Um, yes, yes, frequently. They have a short temper and if somebody is being a huge dickwad they will 110% rip the aforementioned dickwad’s face off their skull. They couldn’t give less of a fuck and have 0 regret.

Dante: Yep. He’s killed people in multiple wars over the years, he’s killed people in bar fights and back alley brawls and underground fight clubs and duels to the death. Guns, knives, broken beer bottles, and most frequently, his bare hands. As laid-back and generally kind as he is, he’s got a very violent nature, and if somebody is being an aggressive/violent asshole, he can and will happily take care of them. Particularly if that asshole was harassing somebody else, Dante will never let that shit slide. He takes every opportunity to fight.

Jesse: No, never. He has been the catalyst for people dying, tho, like one time a racist fuck decided to take a swing at him and Vrox ended up breaking the dude’s neck. Jesse was in shock for a while afterward, but mostly he didn’t regret what Vrox had done, even if that troubles him. He doesn’t believe that violence is the answer, but he also has a hard time not starting fistfights with bigots.

Vrox: Yeah. He has a pretty bad temper and when seriously set off, he comes out swinging. He only meant to kill somebody a few times (see, above), mainly it’s just an accident. It’s only when people keep pushing and pushing him and being aggressive, however, mainly he just tries to remove himself from the situation before he can snap and demon-out on them. He’d never get physical in a simple argument, for example.

Falkner: Absolutely. Never walk up behind them without being sure they know you’re there or you will receive a punch in the face that turns your brain to soup. They don’t like killing people and avoid it when possible, but they also won’t hesitate if they need to, either. Their only qualm will be the clean-up required.

Emala: She’s killed the most out of all of them. In her work as a nurse she is almost daily forced to reap souls, since dying via an angel taking your soul is the most peaceful, comforting kind of death, and that’s what her patients deserve. She only ever does so to a patient she knows is going to die anyway, with no hope for a recovery, and she illegally uses her angel grace to heal chronically ill patients enough as it is. It leaves her broken after every one, she hates taking lives. She has never been a believer of killing as an act of violence or anger.

Mars: … He mass murders all the family/loved ones of any poor soul who turns him down and then rapes and murderers the poor soul themself, murders many more in his many temper tantrums, and generally kills anybody and anything that displeases him. Yes.

Ben: Unfortunately, yes. When he fell and before he figured out about his out-of-control grace, he accidentally murdered an entire building’s worth of people because his grace exploded and decimated it and everybody in it. He was absolutely horrified and after that, made sure never to be around people when he could feel that ten-minute warning when he started feeling sick. He regrets it and hates himself for it and had a mental breakdown afterward. He has anonymously donated to the families of those he killed for years now.

Ginger: She’s gotten in some bar fights and broken bottles of people’s heads, she’s accidentally run over others, but she never intentionally does, and she does feel guilty afterward… just not for long.

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ARMS Headcanons

I just have some Headcanons that I spent a bit too much time on. Like most of these I already posted on Discord. Though I’ll post some original stuff here too. Most of these are WAAAY too long so I’ll be merciful and put them under the cut.

Spring Man Spring Man was the result of Dr. Coyle and Max Brass’ marriage. Well, what was their marriage. They named him Peter. They had Spring Man and then shortly things started getting out of hands between them. Coyle being the head of the ARMS lab changed her. She seemed more and more sinister and cynical in order to get results. Even to the point where she wanted to use her newborn child for research. Max Brass didn’t want to deal with this anymore and he broke up with Coyle. He went to pick up Spring Man but Coyle already set him up with adoption, as some sort of revenge for breaking up with her. Max Brass hurried as fast he could to orphanage where Spring was at but he was already adopted. He wasn’t able to find his son even after that. Spring grew up an only child. His name was Peter still. His Foster parents looked alot like him so he never really questioned if they really did give birth to him or not. He had a pretty normal life and he was really into watching the ARMS luege. Ironically, Max Brass was his favorite fighter. It wasn’t til he was 15 when he found out he was adopted. It made Spring think about where he originally came from. Though he figured that he’ll never find his birth parents, so it didn’t really bothered Spring all that much because he knew his foster parents loved him and that was really all he needed. Ninjara Ninjara was born in a relatively peaceful village. Life was nice and quite. Until one day, a bunch of raiders showed up and were dead-set on killing everyone in the village. The reason why they wanted to kill everyone in the village was because Ninjara's dad fought in a war that was way over before he was born. The leader of the raiders dad was killed by Ninjara's dad and he wanted revenge. So he went out and killed everyone his men can find. Luckily, Ninjara's mom escaped. Though she knew Ninjara will never safe in her arms again. The raider's were well aware of her but she thought that if she were to hide her 2-week old son somewhere else far away, at least he could live a happy and safe life. So she rode on her horse for a while until she found the Ninja College. She dropped him off at the doorstep. Before she left, she wrote a note. The note said "Please take care of my child. He is not safe in my arms anymore. Let him know he was not abandoned because he was unloved. He was abandoned for his own safety. His name is _ (I haven't decided on his name yet.)" She left Ninjara and was killed just a couple days later. 

Ninjara was raised by on of the teacher's at Ninja College, or should I say Sensi. He taught him basic self-defense and Ninja 101. Ninja College has a pretty strict rule on no modern technology on the premise. So Ninjara was not exposed to technology for the longest time. It wasn't till he was 8, the age on which he started to need glasses, that he left the campus. He saw the outside world for the very frist time and was immediately interest in the ARMS luege when he saw it advertised everywhere. He said when he grew up he wanted to fight Max Brass, with or without Arms. 

Ninjara has a St. Bernard! He found her in the street when she was just a puppy when he was heading to one of his schedule matches. Her name is Lulu. This dog loves Ninjara so much and is a very big cuddler. Mechanica

She is a Daddy’s Girl! Her dad was supportive of her when she started to make her mech so she can join the ARMS luege. He always was willing to help his little girl out whenever she needed it. Though he always make sure his little girl was safe and didn’t get crushed or anything. 

Kid Cobra Kid Cobra is a snerson. Though where did all the sneople come from. Legends say that that the sneople were the results of raiders that try to steal the gifts of the Misangan Gods. According to the story, these raiders stolen scared items from the Misangan people. As a result of that, the Misangan gods cursed these people to be half snake. The regular village people seen these people as freaks so they kept them hidden in a forbidden land. Years later, these sneople still exist and are watched by all the governments in the world 24/7. They don’t want these creatures getting out in the public eye and stirring panic. Though whenever one of these sneople get the ARMS ability, they take them over to the ARMS labs for testing. Kid Cobra being born with these ARMS, made him extremely valuable. Though his mom refused to tell anyone about him. So they keep him secluded in the little hutt she lived in. This worked for about five years. Kid became really curious about the world around. So he thought one trip outside would not hurt him. The guards found him and put him in a truck to be experimented on. Though what they didn’t account for was Kid Cobra’s smart wit. He was able to push himself outside of the truck. Though he was still stuck in the cage. Lucky he escape near where the Naja Crew was located. They took him in and hid him from the outside world until Kid made a disguise for himself and started snakeboarding with the rest of the Naja Crew.   Kid Cobra has always been self conscious about his apperence. What he fears most of all (besides mongooses) is revealing his real face out to the world. Him being a snake/human hybrid is what makes him fear this. He's afraid that if he shows his fans or the other fighters what he looks like, they'll be terrified of him and will no longer want anything to do with him. The only people who know what he looks like are the members of the Naga Crew. They all knew each other since childhood. Kid Cobra trusts them with his life. Kid Cobra has been considering showing the other fighters his face. They are his friends and he's about as close to them as he is too the Naga Crew.  So one day when Coyle is off at the lab working on Springtron and all the other fighters are talking to each other, relatively having a good time. Kid Cobra thinks it's time to show them. He walks in the room, planning to on joining them. Wearing a t-shirt and some sweats. No helmet whats-so-ever. At frist the fighters didn't recognize him. They just thought some stranger just walked into their house. It's only when Kid starts speaking is when they recognize him. They are so proud of Kid for revealing what he looks like and they all promise not to tell anybody else. Misango/Misangan Culture In Misangan culture, the number of Bracelets that a person is wearing is the number of alive family member that particular person has. Misango doesn't wear his family bracelets in battle is because the ARMS he has are consider very sacred and they don't want to tarnish the ARMS by putting accessories on the ARMS themselves. Misango has two members of his family that are alive. One of them being his previously mentioned mother, and the other one being his older brother. Unfortunately, his father died they day before he was born. So they bared him with his family bracelets. His older brother is of course saddened by his father's death, but he blames Misango for what had happened to his father. He honestly believes if Misango wasn't born, his father will still be here. He ignores Misango a whole lot and doesn't wear his bracelet. When you don't wear your family member's bracelet, that person is consider dead or a disgrace.

A very long time ago. There was a group of people that formed the Misangan tribe. One of these people was named Misango. They named the tribe after him. The day after the officially declared the tribe, Misango got his ARMS. The Misangan tribe consider ARMS extermly holy and those to have it to be blessed by the gods themselves. It wasn't till the next century after the original Misango died that another Misangan got their ARMS. A Misangan getting ARMS is extremely rare and only happens every century. In the Misangan religion. Those that have ARMS must go out and fight and prove the Misangan fighting style is still the best fighting style. After the ARMed individual comes back, they must bring something home to prove themself, after then they can have an awesome after life for the next century. They must go under the same name, and that is Misango. 

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LeBron James, Teammate Malcolm Jenkins & More CHECK Drew Brees Over Protest Comments & Still Mentioning ‘Disrespecting The Flag’

LeBron James, Malcolm Jenkins, Richard Sherman and several more athletes are condemning NFL QB Drew Brees over comments he made about Colin Kaepernick’s National Anthem protest. He said he will never agree with someone “disrespecting the flag,” totally missing the whole point of the peaceful protest launched years ago. Peep the outraged reactions - some from his own teammates - inside…

  If he doesn’t agree or see the reason why people are pissed off, then why the hell did drew brees kneel 3 years ago pic.twitter.com/K5Xw3Qp4Ba

— edwardo #blacklivesmatter (@greycartoons) June 3, 2020

  Drew Brees STILL doesn’t get it. Or, he gets it and still doesn’t give a damn.

The New Orleans Saints quarterback – who the league touts as their poster boy – emphasized his stance on how he feels about Colin Kaepernick’s peaceful protest he launched in 2016. Kaepernick took a knee during the National Anthem before the first game of the season to protest police brutality. That's it! Kneeling has NEVER been about the flag! Ever. And Kaepernick has explained this NUMEROUS times.

During an interview with Yahoo Finance, he was asked his thoughts about "players kneeling again when the NFL season starts” in response to the killing of George Floyd.  

”I will never agree with anybody disrespecting the flag of the United States of America or our country,” he responded. “Let me just tell you what I see or what I feel when the national anthem is played or when I look at the flag of the United States. I envision my two grandfathers who fought for this country during World War II. One in the Army and one in the Marine corps both risking their lives to protect our country and to try to make our country and this world a better place.”

He continued:

”So every time I stand with my hand over my heart, looking at that flag and singing the national anthem, that's what I think about. And in many cases, it brings me to tears thinking about all those who have sacrificed -- not just those in the military, but for that matter, those fought in the '60s and all that has been endured by so many people up until this point."

"Is everything right with our country right now? No, it's not. We still have a long way to go. But I think what you do by standing there and showing respect to the flag with your hand over your heart is it shows unity. It shows we are all in this together, we can all do better and that we are all part of the solution."

Peep the clip below:

Highlight: @readdanwrite asks @drewbrees what the star NFL quarterback thinks about "players kneeling again when the NFL season starts."@drewbrees: “I will never agree with anybody disrespecting the flag of the United States of America or our country.”

Full exchange: pic.twitter.com/MpCkFyOMed

— Yahoo Finance (@YahooFinance) June 3, 2020

The fact he intentionally chose to not even acknowledge the death of George Foyd or any unarmed black person at the hands of racist cops or racism in general, says everything that one needs to know.  It also says plenty that he still is determined to co-opt the arrative about why Colin Kaepernick knelt during the anthem.  He has said countless times this has nothing to do with the flag, and other military professionals - both active and veterans & both black and white - have said they support Colin's actions and in no way take offense.  They have said this is exactly why they fought for the USA, to defend Colin's right to do exactly what he was doing.   

Drew Brees then posted this message of "unity" on his Instagram account:

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                  Words to unite.. A mentor of mine once told me that if you listen closely, the sound of children playing is the same no matter where you are in the world. The laughing, shouting, screaming, giggling… No matter what language you speak, no matter what your race, color, religion… the exact same.  At some point we all change… The reasons… Our environment, experiences, education...The voices and influences around us.  If you are reading this, you are probably one of those whose voice and influence is very powerful in the life of a young person. So when you ask what difference you can make in this world… It’s exactly that. Raise, teach, but most importantly model to young people what it is to love all and respect all. There is a saying in every locker room I have been in… Don’t just talk about it, be about it.  Acknowledge the problem, and accept the fact that we all have a responsibility to make it better. “Your actions speak so loudly I can’t hear what you’re saying”

A post shared by Drew Brees (@drewbrees) on Jun 3, 2020 at 6:47am PDT

Again, the kumbaya statement that is just performative, but not actually saying anything except for an empty call to unity.  Why call for unity if you can't point out why we are not unified in the first place?

Below is a picture of Drew with his wife, Trump and Melania:

Hmph.

Drew Brees’ comments sparked outrage in the sports world, which resulted in several athletes checking him for his ridiculous comments.

Los Angeles Lakers baller LeBron James criticized the Saints QB for MISSING the point of Kaepernick’s protest, which has been explained in depth countless times over the years.

WOW MAN!! . Is it still surprising at this point. Sure isn’t! You literally still don’t understand why Kap was kneeling on one knee?? Has absolute nothing to do with the disrespect of and our soldiers (men and women) who keep our land free. My father-in-law was one of those https://t.co/pvUWPmh4s8

— LeBron James (@KingJames) June 3, 2020

"WOW MAN!! Is it still surprising at this point. Sure isn’t! You literally still don’t understand why Kap was kneeling on one knee?? Has absolute nothing to do with the disrespect of [U.S. flag emoji] and our soldiers (men and women) who keep our land free. My father-in-law was one of those," King James tweeted.

men who fought as well for this country. I asked him question about it and thank him all the time for his commitement. He never found Kap peaceful protest offensive because he and I both know what’s right is right and what’s wrong is wrong! God bless you.

— LeBron James (@KingJames) June 3, 2020

"Men who fought as well for this country. I asked him question about it and thank him all the time for his commitment. He never found Kap peaceful protest offensive because he and I both know what’s right is right and what’s wrong is wrong! God bless you," LeBron continued.

Some of Drew's teammates called him out as well....

Saints safety Malcolm Jenkins (who joined Kaepernick's peaceful protest when it first launched) BLASTED Drew in an Instagram video: "I considered you a friend, I looked up to you, you're someone I had a great deal of respect for, but sometimes you should shut the f**k up."

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                  As I was trying to muster up the energy and find the words to address Drew Brees’s comments I recorded this video. Before I could post it, Drew reached out to me to discuss his point of view. All in all, I’m still posting this video because it’s important for anyone who wants to consider themself an ally to know how these words and actions affect those who you want to help. Drew’s words during his interview were extremely painful to hear and I hope he rectifies them with real action.

A post shared by Malcolm Jenkins (@malcolmjenkins27) on Jun 3, 2020 at 2:42pm PDT

Saints wide receiver Michael Thomas posted a "sick" emoji in response to a reporter's tweet that read, "How can anyone watch George Floyd get murdered and their first response when asked about it is ResPEcC tHe fLAg."

Mike also tweeted, "He don't know no better," referring to Drew.

He don’t know no better.

— Michael Thomas (@Cantguardmike) June 3, 2020

And this: "We don’t care if you don’t agree and whoever else how about that."

Check it:

  We are literally TELLING him. Yeah, YOUR grandfather came back from the war and was treated equally. MY grandfather sat in the back of buses after he fought.

NO MORE ENERGY IN EXPLAINING TO THOSE WHO DONT CARE!

— Freaux Deaux (@neorevolut1on) June 3, 2020

  Saints running back Alvin Kamara posted a tweet that didn't mention Drew's name, but his one-word reaction was clearly a response to his comments:

oop...

— Alvin Kamara (@A_kamara6) June 3, 2020

49ers cornerback Richard Sherman served up a mini history lesson as he responded to Drews' comments:

He’s beyond lost. Guarantee you there were black men fighting along side your grandfather but this doesn’t seem to be about that. That uncomfortable conversation you are trying to avoid by injecting military into a conversation about brutality and equality is part of the problem https://t.co/ON81UsOWPw pic.twitter.com/HH3EVTIH8p

— Richard Sherman (@RSherman_25) June 3, 2020

"He’s beyond lost. Guarantee you there were black men fighting along side your grandfather but this doesn’t seem to be about that. That uncomfortable conversation you are trying to avoid by injecting military into a conversation about brutality and equality is part of the problem," he tweeted.

Philadelphia Eagles cornerback Darius Slay responded to Drew's comments:

Damn drew hurt me with that one !!

— Darius Slay (@bigplay24slay) June 3, 2020

"Damn, Drew hurt me with that one!!," he tweeted.

Las Vegas Raiders running back Josh Jacobs retweeted the interview and in the caption he posted a facepalm emoji with the words, "This ain't it."

.... This ain’t it https://t.co/XOew9MW6gu

— Josh Jacobs (@iAM_JoshJacobs) June 3, 2020

Drew Brees' comments said NOTHING to acknowledge the pain, strife and injustice the black community faces, despite leading a team full of black men every season. He only stated why he is against kneeling - a peaceful protest - during the National Anthem, despite this argument being had ad nauseam with several military - both active and veterans. Those military professionals have made it known Colin Kaepernick’s protest is exactly why they fight/fought for our freedoms and it’s not disrespectful to them.

  i could type a long text about how kneeling during the anthem was never about “disrespecting the flag” but ima just say fuck drew brees & the NFL too. they ain’t wit us.

— black (@6LACK) June 3, 2020

  Why can't people like Drew Brees understand this? Short answer? Well, you KNOW the answer.

Meanwhile, here's Dak Prescott, Dallas Cowboys star QB, speaking about the issues at hand head on:

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                      A post shared by Dak Prescott (@_4dak) on Jun 3, 2020 at 8:34am PDT

  Photo: Getty

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For the character meme, can I ask for the Master? Thanks!

http://natalunasans.tumblr.com/post/159785754806/character-writing-meme-bc

modernwizard:

For character writing meme…Ten as partnered with Simm Master post-EoT, I guess.

so, as @chromalogue mentioned being mostly familiar with S!M, i might as well do these together… 

sorry this got long and possibly departed from the original question, so it’s under the cut

i guess i always write D&M, whether ten/simm or shalkas, as desperately hanging on to what they see as their identities, perhaps even more so once they are truly partners.

the doctor is intent on being The Good ‘Guy’, often tries harder than is healthy for them (or anyone else), and hates to admit when they have actually done something abusive or taken advantage of power imbalance.  they are, however, driven by guilt, whether it’s about the havoc wreaked on reality by the time war(s) or how they managed to get the master to stay with them, or other canon/etc stuff they’ve done along the way.

the master has invested lifetimes in his identity as The Villain and particularly the doctor’s Special Nemesis, and is very resistant to the idea of being a decent person.  he often has no problem forming a lasting alliance with the doctor and taking care of each other and mostly avoiding evil in order not to upset them… but just try getting him to admit it!

free will (for him! not necessarily for others) is extremely important to the Master, which is why i reject some parts of canon where some of his villainy is explained away as somehow not being his fault. one of the ways he preserves the illusion of still being evil, while not actually doing much evil stuff anymore, is making sure he still could choose to do those things if he really wanted to. so he always considers doing it, lets himself be tempted to kill the doctor or upset their plans or destroy the local civilization or whatever… and knowing he could is usually enough.

the master is driven by fear and even admits it sometimes. fear is why he always seeks control. he pretends that he stays with the doctor as a means of self-preservation, but in the two AUs i deal with, this conveniently does not take a lot of pretending, as he’s at least partly dependent on them for his survival.  this way, taking care of the doctor can be excused as looking out for his own self-interests and he doesn’t have to admit he actually, you know, loves them. he has no problem with the two of them being seen as a couple, btw, or queer (if that’s even a thing to consider in gallifreyan culture, which i kind of doubt), so PDA, especially of a possessive nature, is totally fine with him… but to be caught actually caring about another sentient being would be to show weakness, and he can’t afford to show any more weakness.  

for S!M (my post-EoT version), the other constants are pain and frustration. he’s stuck living with that noise still beating in the back of his mind, chronic pain of all sorts due to basically electrocuting himself from the inside out plus whatever the hell else happened during the botched resurrection, a body and mind that just shut down at random moments… and the insufferable doctor.

he’s always trying different mad schemes to fix himself or at least to gain control over his circumstances, but slowly he’s adapting to this new reality and settling into life with Ten… slowly he’s relaxing, learning to trust anyone at all, as the doctor learns to trust him. it takes a long time, but time is something they have, for now.

ten’s particular guilt involves their timelord victorious phase, the timewar as we imagined it before tDotD, repeatedly abandoning their more reasonable friends and their vocation of galactic helper just to take care of the master, basically kidnapping the master, and all the non-consensual medical & telepsychiatric stuff they tried on him before they understood that it was not ok to do that without the ‘patient’ okaying it first. they especially feel like a bad hero (and a bad friend) for not being able to stop loving the villain who has undeniably hurt so many of the others they supposedly care about. 

so they’re very intent on the master’s redemption arc. remember that clip of DT when he was a guest on QI and he was saying he still likes Coldplay and started singing “i will tryyyyyy to fix you”? that’s your soundtrack right there.ten (remember also TLV) wants control as much as the master does, because the doctor thinks that if they gain control of the situation they can save the day, the universe, their partner, etc. (see also, the gryffindors are scarier than slytherins theory) this does not always work out as expected; the day usually gets saved more by cooperation (sometimes including the TARDIS’ careful intervention) than by doctor-knows-best.

eventually they relax enough to leave the master alone in the TARDIS sometimes while they go off ‘helping’, sort of part time, as necessary… they still haven’t told anybody he’s still alive, much less staying with them.  they work themself too hard trying to keep up both lives, and can’t sleep without nightmares unless the master does dream-leading.

the master’s challenge is learning to be a person, and finding out how hard that is, no matter how much practice you get. he’ll also eventually need to admit that this whole process is happening.

ten’s challenge is to learn to live with their decisions and take the consequences of having chosen the master… it’s not going to be the unmitigated disaster it would’ve been if the master hadn’t also adjusted his behaviour, but they do lose friends over it.

[rottenrevelry]

What is #actuallydivine? What is #divinekin?

Big Big Big Disclaimer: These are my own definitions, and my own understanding of other folks' definitions. If you have any information that I missed, edits you would suggest, or corrections to what I have said, please do not hesitate to let me know!

If you agree with this post, I'd love a reblog, but don't feel pressured to use these same definitions that I do. I'm just like, a little tired of people (Antis? Sealions?) asking the same questions over and over.

In his post, I'm going to address two types of terms: actually_______ and _______kin; within these groups I will address actuallydivine, actuallyangelic, actuallydemonic, and actuallydeific/actuallydeified --- as well as divinekin, angelkin, demonkin, and deitykin/godkin.

This is a really long post, by the way. It’s sort of an essay and it’s like, over 2k words. There’s a pretty tongue-in-cheek tl;dr at the end, but you can probably absorb most of the information by skimming it.

ACTUALLY__________ :

Usually, if someone uses actually_______, rather than ______kin, they are probably purposefully distancing themself from the general 'kin narrative. I think this can sometimes be misinterpreted as a (literally) “holier-than-thou” attitude, but in my experience, it is almost always deeper than that.

Actuallydivine, as a tag, was started by a person (who I will not tag unless they would like me to) who had delusions* of being a deity due to their mental illness. The tag mimics other tags intended to form community between folks with the same/similar mental illnesses, such as a.ctuallya.utistic or a.ctuallyps.ychotic (censored to avoid cluttering these tags). It is not appropriative of these tags, because the origins are the same.

*The DSM V defines “delusions” as follows: “[F]ixed beliefs that are not amenable to change in light of conflicting evidence. Their content may include a variety of themes (e.g. persecutory, referential, somatic, religious, grandiose)”

Note that this definition differs from the DSM IV definition, “A false belief based on incorrect inference about external reality that is firmly sustained despite what almost everyone else believes and despite what constitutes incontrovertible and obvious proof or evidence to the contrary,” which bases “external reality” on the popular belief.

Initially, the tag was intended to be used exclusively by deities, and not by otherkin. The creator initially requested that posts not be tagged with both actuallydivine and divinekin, or other forms of cross-posting. The fact that it’s been taken over by otherkin has irritated several of the non-’kin folks who use the tag, especially those who have been using the tag for a long time.

Actuallydivine has also branched out somewhat to include religious beliefs that involve self-deification -- that is to say, those who believe that they are gods for personal religious reasons. This is where I fall, as well as most of the actuallydivine folks I’ve had extended conversations with. These religious beliefs are, understandably, quite intimate and individual, but are often characterized by meditation, self-worship and autodevotional acts, and forming community (if not organized, then at least supportive) with other actuallydivine folks, even if the specifics of their religious beliefs differ wildly.

Actuallyangelic is a newer tag which is a subset of actuallydivine. It is characterized as a mental delusion or religious belief that one is, predictably, an angel. Most often, this refers to angels and angelology within Abrahamic religions (ARs). However, this can also refer to angels from Non-Abrahamic religions (Non-ARs), or even angels that do not originate from religious faiths at all. “Abrahamic” is a bit of an umbrella term, used for religions which originate or identify with the figure Abraham. The most common Abrahamic religions are Judaism, Christianity, and Islam, although there are others. You can read more here (Wikipedia link).

It may be appropriate here to define “angel,” given that it’s a fairly fluid word, despite its fixed cultural image. Here, angel is presumed to mean a spiritual or celestial being, who is partially or fully immortal, who acts as an attendant, servant, messenger, agent, or envoy to a deity or concept. “Angel” as a word originates from the Greek “angelos,” meaning messenger.

Actuallydemonic, as might be expected, is similar to the above, used by those with mental delusions or religious beliefs that they are a demon. This can also appear in an Abrahamic sense, usually as the “opposite” of an angel, as an unpleasant or evil spirit, or the servant of an “evil” or devilish deity (namely Satan). However, just as angels, demons can have beliefs stemming from Non-ARs as well.

A demon, in this case, is defined as a baneful or chaotic spiritual servant to a (similarly baneful or chaotic) deity or concept, much like an angel. Also like angels, the word  “demon” originates from the Greek “daemon,” meaning a supernatural being either personifying a concept, or occupying a divine space between gods and mortals.

Finally, actuallydeific, or actuallydeified, is a very new label, reaching back toward the roots of the actuallydivine tag. It is a subset of actuallydivine, encompassing the specific mental delusion or religious belief that one is a deity. It was created, perhaps in protest or perhaps in abdication, of the influx of actuallyangelic folks and angelkin in the actuallydivine tag. This is where I stand, specifically, and I mainly interact with other deities.

__________KIN:

The definition of “otherkin” varies based on who you ask -- their communities, their age, their politics, and their particular kintypes. For the sake of my post, I will use the simplest and most common definition I have run into: “One who identifies as partially or entirely nonhuman.” This leaves a lot of room for interpretation, and can be used to convey almost any related belief -- psychological, religious or spiritual, family lore, and even very straightforward literal beliefs. One may believe they were a dog in a past life, that they have generations-old fae heritage, or that they are an alien who was put in the place of a human child in infancy, and all of these could count as “otherkin.”

As such, one who is divinekin may have countless reasons for believing so. Many divinekin believe that they have either died and been reincarnated as a mortal, or that they were sent to earth for a particular reason. Using the given definition, those who classify as actuallydivine may also classify as divinekin. However, there is a sizeable movement to distance the two, as many people in the actuallydivine community do not resonate with the general image or narrative associated with the divinekin community.

Angelkin are, in my experience, one of the more popular divine kintypes. These are folks who identify, either partially or entirely, as angels -- again, most commonly Abrahamic, but many from Non-ARs as well. This can range from anyone who fully believes that they are the Archangel Gabriel incarnate, to those who are kin with a fictional angelic character from media, to those with whom an angelic aesthetic simply resonates deeply.

Similarly, demonkin identify as fully or partially demonic -- that is to say, as one who fits the above definition of a demon.

godkin, or deitykin, are people who identify as deities. They may be full incarnations of these gods, or “shards” -- small pieces of the full deity inhabiting, possessing, or being possessed by a mortal body. It is notable that shards are likely far more common than full incarnations, as a human body There are many different kinds of deities, and not all deitykin identify as gods that you might recognize. While some deitykin identify as gods which are mentioned in surviving mythology found on earth, others are deities whose myths have all been lost to time, who were worshiped remotely or unofficially, who were not recorded, or who were never even worshiped on earth to begin with.

MISCONCEPTIONS:

Angels, demons, and deities are the only types of divine beings.             Nope. A real definition of who “counts” as divine would be impossible. This varies culturally as well as personally. Many considered their royalty to be partially divine, or sanctioned by the gods. Prophets and oracles, and other channels/vessels of the gods, are sometimes considered divine, and sometimes not. Some people consider all Fae to be divine, some consider no Fae to be divine, and some believe that the Fae have their own structures of religion and government. Whether one is “divine,” actuallydivine, or divinekin, is up to them.

All divinekin want worship.             Nah. Many divinekin are pretty uncomfortable with the concept of being worshiped here. Some do want worship, yeah, but nobody is required to do that. Yeah, it’s pretty unhealthy to ask for worship of others, and most divine folks will agree. If you see a post that says “WORSHIP ME,” there are a few things it might be. It may be a vent post, not intended at anybody, but expressing a feeling related to divinity on somebody’s personal blog. It may be a troll pretending to be divine. And, potentially, you may have found a person who is genuinely asking for worship. In any case, it’s best not to interact with the post at all. And, hey, some folks like to perform devotional acts for their friends. That’s for them to discuss together as consenting individuals, and you don’t need to be a part of it.

Divinekin are going to hell.             Probably not. Some of them, maybe! It really depends on your religious beliefs. If you thing that anybody not of your religious belief is going to hell, then sure, you’re probably well within your rights to include divinekin in there. But that’s on you, not them.

Divinekin are hubristic / divinekin insult my religious beliefs.             Again, this is more dependent on your religious beliefs than on theirs. If divinekin thought that they were going to be punished for hubris, they wouldn’t be expressing themselves in that way. The thing is, gods aren’t usually punished by other gods in the same way that mortals are. Their religious beliefs are as valid as your own.

Divinekin think they are immortal, or better than others.             Yet again, some, yeah, but not all. Most divinekin, like otherkin, are aware of the limitations of the body they’re in. The belief that one is literally immortal is often associated with mental illness, by the way, and even if a person thinks they’re literally, physically immortal, is it really your business to tell them otherwise? Unless you are their doctor, no. It’s not.             Divinekin sometimes think they’re better than others. If that upsets you, you don’t have to engage with them. It will make both of you feel bad. A lot of divinekin also struggle with some serious self-worth issues. Again, unless you are their doctor or their friend, it’s probably not your business to deal with.

All divinekin are a particular way (young, white, trans, mentally ill, unmedicated, uneducated, unstable, bullies, etc.           Verifiably incorrect. Looking through the tags immediately yields sets of selfies from divine POC. You will find posts from divine beings over 20 (such as this one!), even over 30, 40 years -- remember that around 40% of tumblr users are under 25. You will see the blogs of divine folks who are trans and cis, of all kinds of genders, including cultural third genders, intersex... the list goes on.            The point is that we’re a varied group. Many divine folks on tumblr are seeing or seeking psychiatrists, taking medication or in the process of receiving prescriptions, or don’t feel the need to seek out this kind of support. My therapist knows about my religious beliefs and agrees that they’re a non-issue. If they were contributing to self-harm in some way, she and I would both want to change that. But the fact is, they don’t.           There’s this common misunderstanding that all divinekin are cruel. This is perpetuated by personal stories ( “I had a friend who was divinekin and they wanted me to worship them, and when I didn’t they [blackmailed me/self harmed/abused me/accused me of abuse/etc].” ) which, while these are often at least partially true, and very very unfortunate, and worthy of sympathy, they’re passed around as a scare tactic in order to demonize (haha) people’s mental illnesses, spiritual beliefs, or personal identities. Most of the divinekin I know would definitely not participate in this kind of abuse. Have I met some divinekin who would? Absolutely. But I’ve also met plenty of abusers who weren’t divinekin. The two don’t seem to correlate significantly.            At the end of the day, whether somebody is any particular way is not your business unless it’s directly and actively harming you -- at which point it is not your responsibility to change that person, but to keep yourself safe. If you have negative experiences with a person who is divinekin, you have every right to get away from that person, but you don’t have a right to say that every divinekin is bad because of your experience with that person. And that person has a right to retain their personal beliefs, but they do not have a right to continue abusing you or others because of them.

TL;DR for divine folks: You’re great! Learn the difference between actuallydivine and divinekin, learn about your origins, pay attention to each others’ boundaries and needs, and be good to each other!

TL;DR for non-divine folks, sealions, trolls, anti-kin, or anyone made uncomfortable by divinekin and actuallydivine folks in general: The block button exists. Other religious beliefs from yours exist. People in communities probably know more about the communities than people outside of them, and individuals probably know more about themselves than you know about them.

[omgnsfwisnsfw-blog]

NSFW #06: Afterthought

From all accounts, the fifteenth edition of Night of Champions was one for the ages. Except from NSFW’s perspective. For the third time this month, they in some capacity were rushed to a hospital. This time it was to address a thirteen inch gash into John’s abdomen. Fortunately, it was superficial but still required a transfusion from the blood loss. And so, nearly three hours later, John and Mike watched the Tag Team Championships be decided on the screen of Mike’s Galaxy. The pair anxiously waited to be dismissed from Indiana University Hospital’s emergency room as they watched the heated contest. NSFW had indeed gone beyond The Limit. In what would be considered a moral victory. And on paper - without meaning. The lion-share of credit for the revitalization of the tag team division would be given to another duo. “Ladies and Gentlemen, the winners of the matchup via pinfall, and NEW EWC TAG TEAM CHAMPIONS, Mucho Grande!!!” They watched someone else’s crowning moment with blank expressions. John, sans shirt due to the stitched up wound crawling up his ribcage, tuned into the vibe of the situation and touched the screen to opt out of the live stream. John and Mike were sitting on the edge of the hospital bed. The curtain was drawn around their section of the ER. He whispered solemnly. “Let’s just go.” Then he gingerly reached forward and retrieved a clean gray Indiana University t-shirt that Mike had purchased from the gift shop. He struggled to even get the shirt over his head with his mobility being limited. “Yeah. Anybody asks, I’m taking you out for a smoke break.” Giving a bit of a dry chuckle, Mike grabbed hold of the edge of the shirt and gave their partner a hand with it. They didn’t comment, it was just a natural thing to do. “You wanna go back, see how the show ends? We could just drive back to the hotel now if you didn’t feel like it.” Mike didn’t really feel like it themself. They wouldn’t bother even suggesting if Natalie wasn’t in the main event. It’d feel weird skipping out on that, like they weren’t being supportive. John stood up slowly, grimacing from the exertion. His face was still pale. His shoulders slumped. “If you want.” They looked him over, an expression of concern lining their face. After a bit of consideration, Mike rested their hand briefly on the back of their best friend’s, squeezing slightly before sliding it off. “Mmm… let’s just split. I’m not really in a rah-rah mood. Nat’ll understand.” There was a slight mutter of ‘I hope’ under their breath. Just thirty minutes later, they were in their hotel room. John was already sound asleep on the bed, Mike’s insistence. Mike, however, stayed up to see the abrupt end of Natalie Young’s Undisputed Championship reign. “...fuck.” Clicking off the phone and turning off the lamp, Mike flopped back onto the pillow they’d yanked onto the floor along with one of the blankets, staring at the ceiling in the dark. They wondered if Natalie’s loss was somehow their fault at the same time that they countered themselves with the ridiculousness of such a notion. But even so, they hadn’t been there. Closing their eyes, they sighed. Why did these things never turn out the way they should? They were half way home. I-70 would be their trail home and it cut through the heart of Ohio. It was a boring, tedious drive. Devoid of all of their usual revelry. Mike, doing all of the driving this time, pulled off to a rest stop just outside of Columbus. It was there that they learned their next bit of business from Hollister’s weekly preview. John and Mike hunched together to view the screen once more. ”In tag team action, NSFW takes on the Unholy Two!” Mike was the one who cut off the video this time. Wordlessly, the two shared the same sentiment. Moments later, Bishop Church and Mike McGuire would address the world. NSFW sat on a well-weathered picnic table. Both are in jeans and sneakers, Bishop’s shirt a plain olive green and Mike’s a distressed grey, bearing the image of everyone’s favorite anthropomorphic baseball and the caption ‘Mr. Met Is My Homeboy’. The big man seemed a bit uncomfortable, fidgeting slightly with the wind of bandages under his shirt. A grassy yard, somewhat tamped down by foot traffic, surrounded them. A cute little kid walked his even cuter pet beagle in the background. The rest area was a somewhat idyllic setting, bringing summer road trips to mind, but Bishop and Mike didn’t look particularly cheerful at all. “Forgive me if I just jump past the intros this week, Faithful. We ain’t really in the mood. I mean, you’d think we would be though, right? We did what we fuckin’ said we were gonna do. We broke The Limit. But it don’t really feel so shiny. I mean, we didn’t really come out of it looking like winners, yeah?” Her gaze turned to her partner, brow furrowed slightly. “That was fucking badass what you did, by the way. Don’t ever do it again.” John nodded in agreement. Although, his mouth slightly curled up into a smirk. “All in all, not a great show for your boys. But you’d think giving it our all would fuckin’ count for something, wouldn’t you? That my partner being a noble fuckin’ dude and nearly bleeding himself out just to get us the win would be worthy of some kind of acknowledgement? Nope. We get one line in this week’s preview. ‘NSFW takes on the Unholy Two’. Almost like a fuckin’ afterthought.” “No offense to the Unholy Two.” “Yeah, nothin’ personal.” “And believe me, that’s good. It’s been very personal as of late.” “Too personal for my taste. Steve Bennett. Victor Price. Whichever of you two fucking-” They were being shot from the waist up so unseen, John placed a hand on her knee and squeezed lightly. She let out a long exhale, shaking their head a bit. “...anyway. The Limit. We done with you dickfucks yet? You get the memo? You can batter us like Southern fried chicken, but you can’t kill us. You can’t fuckin’ get the job done. You. Can’t. Beat. Us.” “So congratulations to the new Tag Team Champions. I’m sure you’ll be relaxing in the back as you take another night off. Tune in and watch NSFW in action.” “Yeah, Muchos Felicidades. I owe you a pot of paella… and I’d say you owe US a title shot. But maybe I’m getting a tad ahead of myself. Little big for my fuckin’ britches. Or… maybe I just think it’s about time we get what we want more than any other tag team in this entire fuckin’ company.” Click. Fizz. John opened a can of LaCroix and took a long pensive sip. “But I guess that’s none of our business.” “Not this week it ain’t, anyway. This week, as we mentioned. Unholy Two. El and Roach. We weren’t being sarcastic when we said this ain’t personal. I actually kinda like you guys. You get the drift of what being a proper fuckin’ tag team’s all about. You seem kinda fun to hang around. You’re the kind of guys I wouldn’t mind getting a damn beer with. Unfortunately, we got the momentum of a freight train and you guys’re standing right on the fuckin’ tracks.” Mike cracked her knuckles, that devious, devilish smile starting to play across her lips. The one she got when she relished the thought of incoming mayhem. While she was talking, John set the can of sparkling water back behind him. “My partner is right. I like you two as well. But…” John raised his pointer finger in the air as if to object to his own statement. “You two rough and tough bruisers have a funny way of handling adversity. What did you honestly expect from the likes of Collateral Damage and Bulletproof?” “There’s always gonna be dipshits jumping you. It’s the nature of the business. So you can bitch about it, say how goddamn unfair it is, or you can square up and do something about it. Like we’ve been doing for the last month. Geez, guys, we shouldn’t be having to tell you this, you’ve been in the game how long?” “The game being relative. This business. Seemingly elsewhere from the way you two converse. It’s clear you two have a long and storied history. You have each other’s back. But you are not us.” Mike leaned forward, tilting the brim of her hat back. “Said it before, will say it again. Ain’t no team like us but us. Nobody’s fuckin’ hungry as us, nobody wants it this bad. Is that cocky to say? Yeah, probably. Is it the fuckin’ truth? Absolutely. You are Now Standing in our Fucking Way, boys.” “Your return to the business hasn’t been what you two thought it would be. Unable to adapt. Unable to execute. But quick to make excuses. So quick to hold others to your sense of morality. Ironic, coming from me, right? I’ve learned a lot lately. You’d be surprised. But understand this. We will be knocking on your front door in Salt Lake City.” John pointed to the both of them. “You will see us coming.” “That’s the thing about us. We ain’t the Golden Turdbags, and we sure’s hell ain’t the fraternity of Saltine Cum Munch. But even if we were the sneaky type? We wouldn’t need to waste it on you boys. I mean after all, you just got whooped by what you probably thought’d be a green as grass manager and a part time rockstar- basically a night off. You underestimated them so bad that they caught you two completely fuckin’ unprepared. You were so fuckin’ obsessed and paranoid that OH NOES BULLETPROOF MIGHT JUMP YOU that you lost all goddamn focus on the ladies that cleaned your fucking clocks. Jesus, it’s like you’re the Nick James of tag teams.” John raised a hand up to his mouth, presumably to scratch his chin but Mike knew the score. He quickly regained his composure. “So let us formally introduce ourselves to you. I’m Bishop Church.” “And I’m Mike Fuckin’ McGuire.” “And we are the next Tag Team Champions.” In unison. “NSFW.” “And you two?” “Are our next hurdle to clear. How high we gonna have to jump? Depends on how Mad Legend-y you buttheads are gonna be. But rest fucking assured. Our momentum ain’t gonna stop with you. Bring it or get fucked.”

[rose-fury]

came across this list and thought it would be interesting to do for my ocs starting with Cel since I consider him my main whatever its called on here

A. Psychology

What of the Meyers-Briggs personality types they most fit into? INFP, ENFT, et cetera… ○ ISFJ-T

What alignment are they? Chaotic neutral, lawful evil, et cetera… ○ Lawful Good

Do they have any emotional or psychological conditions? Are they aware of it? Do they try to treat it? ○ The biggest one for Cel is PTSD, I think. I don’t think he’s really pieced together it’s PTSD yet so, as for treating it, no.

Are they a pessimist or an optimist? ○ He’s somewhere in between

Are they good at handling change in their life? ○ Yes and no. It really depends on what the ‘change’ is. But, usually, yes.

Does your OC tend to assume their interpretation of events and reality is correct, or do they question it? I.e., “I’m sure that’s what you said” versus “It’s possible I misheard you.” ○ Unless he knows it for a fact, he’ll question it.

Is your OC confident in their reactions to life in general, or do they get embarrassed or easily shamed for it? I.e., if something startles them, do they insist it WAS scary? When they cry, do they feel like they overreacted? ○ Cel is an overly emotional bundle of feelings and he’s aware of this. So he does get embarrassed whenever he gets scared/cries/etc.

Is your OC a martyr? ○ I don’t think so, no.

Does your OC make a lot of excuses? For themselves? Others? ○ Depends on the situation. Relating to the whole “being emotional” question above, he would make excuses if someone were to catch him. But otherwise, he’s pretty straight forward.

Does your OC compromise easily? Too easily? ○ To an extent, yes, though not necessarily “too easily”. He wants everyone to be happy but understands that won’t always be the case.

Does your OC put others’ needs before their own? ○ Without a doubt, yes.

Does your OC have any addictions? If so and problematic, have they admitted it to themselves? ○ Being a blood elf, I feel like this could be pointing to the whole magical addiction thing. I wouldn’t say Cel has been addicted to it but not necessarily avoiding it since I feel like outright avoiding it is impossible for belfs ? idk I have a hc where, since his powers all deal with the Light/Darkness part of lore, there was almost no reason to go down the path of arcane addiction like so many others had, save for recreational reasons. Hopefully that made sense lmao

Does your OC have any phobias? If so, where did they come from? ○ Scourge. Both because of the history scourge and blood elves have and especially death knights terrify him, save for the exception of Yasil.

Is your character empathetic? ○ Yes

Is your character observant? ○ Mostly, yes.

Does your OC have to go through their own trials to learn a lesson, or do they listen and learn from observation and lecture? I.e., does your OC listen when someone tries to tell them the importance of budgeting, or do they have to go experience what happens if you don’t budget first? ○ Yes but I feel like that goes with everyone, though.

What’s one of your OC’s proudest moments of themselves? ○ finally finishing his priestly studies was pretty nice. and being recognized as a fully fledged priest, essentially.

Do they get jealous easily? Do they feel bad if they do? ○ Not necessarily, no.

What instantly irritates them or puts them in a bad mood? ○ That’s actually really tough to do. Liars tend to set him off, though. Especially obvious liars.

Are they harsh on themselves? ○ Depending on the situation, yes.

Do they make excuses often? ○ see question 9

Is your OC intended to be found generally attractive? Unattractive? Average? Is there a reason why? ○ I didn’t really intend for him to be overly attractive or not when i first made him. However, I do see him falling more under the average spectrum.

Does your OC place much importance on their appearance? Do they feel confident in it? ○ Sort of. He does make an effort to properly take care of himself and while he mostly is confident in his appearance, there’s still moments where he can be a bit self conscious.

What are some of your OC’s biggest personal obstacles? This could be emotional, physical, social… Are they aware of it? Are they trying to overcome it? ○ other than the previously mentioned PTSD, his social anxiety plays a big role sometimes. He’s trying to get that under control but so far, there’s not much progress on that front.

B. Social

Do they believe you have to give respect to get it, or get respect to give it? ○ He treats everyone with respect at first. Its just up to their actions whether it stays or not.

Do they get frustrated when lines at places like pharmacies, check-outs, delis, banks, et cetera, are moving slowly? ○ I can’t think of a scenario in Warcraft where there would be a line lmao but, metaphorically, I think he’d just suck it up and deal with it.

Under what situations would they get angry at servers, staff, customer service, et cetera? ○ The only situation he’d get shitty like that is if they were rude.

Do they tip well? How easily can they be moved to not leave a tip? ○ He would leave what he could, yes. As for not leaving a tip, it’d be the same reason above.

Do they hold doors open for people? ○ Yes

Would your OC let someone ahead of them in line if your OC had a big cart and the person behind them had very few items? ○ Yes

How do they respond to babies crying in public? ○ They don’t really bug him, much.

Is your OC considered funny? Do they believe they’re funny? ○ He makes jokes rarely but when he does they’re usually clever puns that you gotta think about for a minute to appreciate them.

What kind of humor does your OC like the most? Slapstick, ironic, funny sounds, scare pranks, xD sO rAnDoM… ○ other than being the occasional punny type, his humor is pretty basic

Does your OC find any “bad” or “mean” humor funny? Do they wish they didn’t? ○ No, he doesn’t see any kind of humor in that kind.

Your OC is running late to meeting someone: Do they let the other person know? Do they lie about why they’re late? ○ He would be honest with them.

Your OC orders something to eat and gets their order done in a pretty wrong way, something they can’t just pick off or whatnot to correct, or something major is missing. What do they do? ○ He would politely ask them to fix it and if it happens a second time, he just deals with it quietly to himself.

Do they have a large or small group of friends? ○ It’s a rather small group, mostly consisting of Yasil, Nezza, and Mo’hir as his closest friends. He gets along with a lot of people but doesn’t necessarily consider someone a “friend” easily.

Do they have people they are genuinely honest with about themselves? ○ Nezza.

Does your OC enjoy social events, such as parties, clubs, et cetera..? ○ Absolutely not. Sometimes Nezza drags him to some social event but otherwise he’d rather stay home or do literally anything else.

Does your OC like to be the center of attention or more in the mix? ○ He likes to be in the back, away from the center of attention.

C. Morality

Does your OC have a moral code? If not, how do they base their actions? If so, where does it come from, and how seriously do they take it? ○ ah this is actually a bit of a tough one. Cel, being the overly good protagonist type, sees things with rationality and what makes the most sense based on who or what the situation is.

Would your OC feel bad if they acted against their morals? If not, would they find a way to excuse themselves for it? ○ Yes. Cel would feel guilty or like he’s lying to himself if he were to go against his morals.

Is it important for them to be with people (socially, intimately, whatever) whose major ideological tenets align with their own? ○ I don’t think it matters much to Cel so long as they’re not warmongering assholes.

Do they consider themselves superior or more important than anyone else? Lesser? ○ As ironic as it could be with the whole hierarchy that consists in Warcraft, he seems himself as equal to anybody else. He recognizes rankings play a huge role in beliefs all across azeroth and whos “lesser” or “greater” in that sense and frankly doesn’t much care for it.

Do your OC’s morals and rules of common decency go out the window when it comes to those they don’t like, or when it’s inconvenient? Aka, are their morals situational? ○ No. He takes his morals very seriously regardless of the situation.

What do they do when they see someone asking for money or food? If they ignore them, why? If they help, how so? ○ Cel would help in any way he could, either by giving them enough gold to buy a meal or giving them food directly.

Do they believe people change over time? If so, is it a natural process or does it take effort? ○ To an extent, yes. So long as there’s an obvious effort of wanting to change. Though whether thats for the best or not depends on the person themself.

Is your OC more practical or ideal morally? I.e., do they hold people to high expectations of behavior even if it’s not realistic for the situation, or do they have a more realistic approach and adapt their morality to be more practical? ○ He leans towards being more realistic and practical.

D. Religion and Life and Death

How religious is your OC? What do they practice, if anything? If they don’t associate with any religion, what do they think of religion in general? ○ He takes his devotion to the Light very seriously, despite everything that’s happened.

Do they believe in an afterlife? ○ Yes.

How comfortable are they with the idea of death? ○ It makes him very uncomfortable.

Would they like to be immortal? Why, why not? If they are immortal, would they rather not be? ○ No. He wouldn’t be able to deal with seeing everyone (and, by extent, everything) he’s ever loved age and die without him.

Do they believe in ghosts? If not, why? If so, do they think they’re magical/tie into their religion, or are they scientifically plausible? ○ Ghosts essentially exist in the Warcraft universe so it’d be pretty odd for him to not believe in them, I think.

E. Education and Intelligence

Would you say that your OC is intelligent? In what ways? Would your OC agree? ○ He is, yes, because of his critical and quick thinking abilities. And he’s full of useless knowledge so that’s pretty cool too. Personally, Cel sees himself as average.

Which of the nine types of intelligence is your OC strongest in? Weakest? (Linguistic, existential, naturalist, et cetera) ○ Strongest in linguistic, weakest in Interpersonal

How many languages do they speak? ○ Not counting Thalassian, he’s fluent in both Orcish and common and is currently learning Zandali.

Did they enjoy school if they went to it? ○ Yes

What’s their highest education level? Do they want to continue their education? ○ Seeing as how he did, eventually, become a fully fledged priest, he has completed his studies leading up to it. However, that doesn’t mean there isn’t more to learn.

Do they enjoy learning? Do they actively seek out sources of self-education? ○ Yes and yes.

Are they a good note-taker? Are they a good test-taker? Do exams make them nervous? ○ Yes to all of those as well.

F. Domestic Habits, Work, and Hobbies

What sort of home do they live in now, if at all? How did they end up there? ○ He currently lives with Nezza in a little corner of Orgrimmar, as its where Nezza was born and raised and is most comfortable. They actually haven’t been living together for long but so far they’ve loved every minute of it.

What’s their ideal home look like? Where is it? ○ His ideal home is anywhere where Nezza is. So, continuing the previous answer, he’s achieved his dream home.

Could they ever live in a “tiny home”? ○ I wouldn’t say their current home is particularly huge or small, just enough for a 5′5″ blood elf and an 8ft troll to live comfortably. That being said, I don’t think they could do a tiny house, no.

How clean are they overall with home upkeep? ○ Cel is a clean freak so everything has to be spotless. Well, as spotless as one could get their home with an easily excitable druid under the roof.

How handy are they? Can they fix appliances, cars, cabinets, et cetera? ○ he could do basic repairs if needed but anything else is left to Nezza.

How much do they work? What do they do? Do they enjoy it? ○ despite living in orgrimmar, his ‘job’ is with the Netherlight Temple, assisting with operations dealing with the Legion as best he can.

What’s their “dream career” or job situation? ○ His dream, ever since he was little, was to be some great healer. Being forced to be a shadow priest kind of put a damper on that, though.

How often are they home? ○ He usually returns from the temple in the mid afternoon and occasionally, on the rare chance the tempe doesnt need help, he’ll take a day off.

Are they homebodies and enjoy being home? ○Yes

Do they engage in any of the arts? How good do you intend them to be? Would they agree they are? ○ Not really, no. He does admire those who are, though.

What are some of their favorite things to do for recreation? How did they get into it? What part of it do they like the most? ○ His recreational activities are pretty basic. He tries to spend as much time as he can with Nezza and that usually consists of a really cheesy date somewhere.

Would they enjoy a theme park? ○ The Darkmoon faire is essentially a theme park, right? He enjoys that, yes.

G. Family and Growing Up

Is your OC close to their family? ○ To some members, yes. Mostly to his brother and mother.

Who makes up your OC’s family, at least the more important members to them? ○ His mother and brother are the ones that have had the most impact in his lives. His mothers name is Galidia and his brothers name is Thalaron. His father wasn’t really in the picture much growing up before he died, grandparents long since dead, and he never met cousins/etc.

Does your OC find their family supportive? If not, what would be an example why not? ○ Yes and no, sort of. His family affiliates heavily with the Blood Knights so everyone, including his parents, expected him to become a paladin and follow this seemingly family tradition. When he first announced he wanted to be a priest, his family was disapproving at first. However, once they realized there was no changing Cel’s mind they kind of gave up and let him do as he wanted. Galidia still wishes her son would change his mind and become a Blood Knight but Thalaron seems to be the most understanding and supportive in his brothers choices.

What kind of childhood did your OC have? ○ He had a very strict and very controlling childhood. Galidia sheltered her sons more than whats healthy, which could tie into Cel’s lacking of social skills.

Did they go through any typical phases growing up? ○ Not really, no. Thalaron went though that rebellious phase and tried to drag Cel into it to but he couldn’t bring himself to rebel against his mother, not until he wanted to be a priest anyways.

Do they have any favorite childhood memories? ○ There was once where Thalaron and Celendis snuck out of the house in the middle of the night to meet some childhood friends. They ended up getting lost in the woods and didn’t manage to find their ways back home until the next afternoon. To say all the parents’ involved were worried is an understatement. Galidia was furious but it was still a lot of fun to them.

Do they have any childhood memories they’d rather forget or be less affected by? ○ On more than one occassion, Galidia was known to get physically abusive with her kids. I think both Cel and Thalaron could forget those days.

H. Romance and Intimacy

What is your OC’s orientation, romantic and/or sexual? Has it ever been a source of stress for them? Have they always been pretty sure of their orientation? ○ Cel has known his sexuality ever since he first learned what sexual attraction was. He’s never been attracted to women and, initially, didn’t know how to react about discovering he was gay. He’s pretty reluctant to tell others his sexuality, especially given the stigma with gay people in his culture, because of it as well. 

Is your OC a thoughtful partner, in whatever aspect of that you want to cover? ○ He is, yes. He’s always taking into account Nezza’s actions and thoughts and does whatever he can to make his boyfriend happy.

Does your OC believe there’s only one ideal partner (or multiple ideal if not monogamous) for everyone, or that there are many people who could be right? ○ He’s never really thought about it like that much. Other peoples relationships are their own business, so long as they’re happy.

Does your OC believe in love in first sight? ○ Not really no. He’d rather get to know someone first.

Does your OC believe in marriage (or their culture’s equivalent)? ○ Yes.

Has your OC ever cheated on anyone or been cheated on? ○ He’s never cheated, no. And, yes, he has been cheated on. Not by Nezza but by his first boyfriend.

What do they look for in partners? (Emotionally, mentally, physically..) ○ Someone that loves him unconditionally, basically. Who loves him despite his flaws and learns and grows with him.

What’s your OC’s idea of a perfect date? ○ As far as dates go, he’s not really picky. His previous relationships were pretty lackluster as far as dates go so he doesn’t really have many expectations with them. That being said, Nezza always going all out with every date they go on always means its gonna be amazing and special in some way, shape, or form.

What are some things that your OC finds to be an instant turn-off in potential partners? ○ Brutishness, usually. He loves a partner with a soft side.

I. Food

What are their favorite kinds of flavors– Sweet, salty, sour, spicy, creamy, et cetera? ○ Surprisingly, maybe, he loves spicy foods. He also has a lowkey sweet tooth.

Do they have any eating requirements or preferences? Allergies, vegetarian, organic-only, religious restrictions… ○ Not really, no.

Are they vegan/vegetarian (if their overall culture/species generally aren’t)? If so, why? Do they think animal products are wrong in all circumstances? ○ No. Nezza is actually a vegetarian so he finds himself eating veggies more than anything. But otherwise, he’s not.

How often do they cook? Do they order out a lot? ○ He always makes a home cooked meal every night. He prefers it over anything. Though, occasionally, they will go out somewhere to eat.

Are they a good cook? ○ Yes, Galidia taught both of her sons how to cook extremely well so they wouldn’t have to rely on other people.

Could they eat the same thing they enjoy over and over and not get bored of it quickly? ○ Yes, absolutely. He could live on Firecracker Salmon if he were able to.

J. Politics, Current Events, Environmental Aspects

Where does your OC stand most politically? What would they align with most? ○ While he thinks the constant battling between alliance and horde is pointless and they should try to find some semblance of peace, he will always proudly stand behind the Horde.

How politically aware are they? ○ Cel tries to keep as up to date with recent happenings as much as possible.

How politically active are they? ○ Not much, only when it’s needed.

Is your OC the sort to fall for fake news? If not, do they ignore it or make a point to clarify that it’s wrong? ○ He’s always critical of new news until more facts are presented to back it up.

Are they or would they protest for a cause they’re passionate about? ○ Yes, if needed.

How do they react to people whose political viewpoints are very opposite of theirs? ○ Doesn’t bug him much.

K. For the Writer/Owner

How have your characters changed since you created them? ○ Cel’s only existed for I believe about a month since posting this? So he hasn’t changed much since then so far.

What do you consider the biggest themes in your character, if any? soft crybaby, is that a theme? it is now

Did you create the character to be like yourself, did they end up being like yourself, or are they very different from you? ○ I didn’t intend for him to be but it seems we’re both giant emotional balls of feelings. That’s purely coincidental, I swear.

Would you hang out with your OC if you could? ○ Absolutely, yes.

Which OC do you think is the most decent morally or behaviorally?  AKA, which is supposed to a “good guy”? ○ Cel is, out of all the ones on this blog right now.

Which OC do you think is the worst morally or behaviorally? AKA, which is supposed to be a “bad guy”? ○ It’s hard to say, really, since they’re all meant to be protagonists in their own ways. But, moral wise, I’d probably say Yasil would be the ‘bad guy’

Which OC do you think is the most attractive? ○ they all are in their own ways donT MAKE ME CHOOSE ONE

What’s the longest you’ve had an OC for? ○ Taking into account *all* of my ocs, probably 7 years if not longer.

How did you come up with your OC? ○ Making a belf priest ingame then got attached to him pretty much.