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A Light
The sea became a turbulent stormy gray as Susano became aware. An essence approached from the north, steadily closing the distance between the Leviathan and their archipelago.
The Leviathan lay motionless in wait beneath the surface. Only the glint of their golden gaze moved.
Twice now, they have sensed the soul traveling across their territory.
Golden.
Warm.
Like the sun, it attracted the Lugia, having left their lair to greet this soul, a pulse that beat hard and called to them. As if they were a dog drawn to heel. Only one such attraction would do this to them. But they knew it was impossible.
Anger boiled in their blood.
A show of teeth.
This is not her…
Where is her soul…?
Who has broken the chain?!
Where is REIKO?!
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The Phoenix glided upon the thermals as he traveled back home. Weary lines and shadows beneath his eyes formed as he gave a strong beat to prevent himself from seeping into the ocean below. Only his talons grazed the ocean blue, the bitter chill of water causing the Ho-oh to jostle with alertness as he maintained his height.
Teach ran me through the wringer. But Zhen was so ever proud to have to show his capabilities off to another. Today he may be tired, but less could be said about his optimism, a light shining in his eyes. He could wait to show off, an eagerness to his tempo, a grin along his beak.
One step at a time, a chant he reminds himself of, the Ho-oh lifting his head higher, his speed increasing.
Imposter…
The Ho-oh winced and looked about, becoming stationary in the air. The pain vibrated through his skull. What the hell? A torrent of rain and lightning splintered over the skies.
IMPOSTER!!
The Ho-oh faltered in the sky, losing altitude as the voice filled with unveiled menace pierced his head. He stared with horror as he fell, greeting with open jaws lunging from the murky depths.
“Shit!”
Sharply pulling from his descent, Zhen flapped his wings to gain altitude. He felt the painful pull on his rear as he rose to the skies.
A Lugia?!
WHERE IS SHE?!
“I don’t know who the hell you’re talking about!” Zhen screeched as he flew off in a flurry, daring a glance back to see the Lugia hotly pursuing after him, tail feathers in the maw. NOT MY FEATHERS.
A price to pay as the Ho-oh fled, avoiding the strikes of lightning as he flew.
[ Thanks @sinnohsiblings for doing the artwork! ]
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“Come on, I’ll help you,” Jeongin smiled as he scooted closer to Y/n on the couch. Y/n told everything to him. So it was natural she came to him about how she had a date coming up and felt nervous since she had never been on one, which turned into how she had never had her first kiss or lost her virginity.
“You sure?” Y/n asked. He was her best friend, after all, of course, he would help her with her first kiss.
“Yeah. You tell me when you get uncomfortable and I’ll stop.” For now.
Jeongin wasn’t blind to the fact that Y/n never had experience. She was shy and never interacted outside her close circle of friends. He was shocked when she told him she had a date over the weekend and she was nervous. But he always liked how innocent she was. Something for him to play with.
“Okay… what do I need to do?” Y/n turned and sat up, facing him.
“I’ll do all the work, just follow my lead.” Jeongin grabbed her waist and pulled her a bit closer to him.
Y/n nodded as she took in a deep breath. His hands came up and cupped her face. Y/n closed her eyes as he leaned in. That much she knew anyway. Jeongin’s lips landed on hers gently. Her bottom lip was trapped between his as she did her best to follow what he was doing. She felt a bit awkward just sitting there.
Jeongin slowly pulled away and looked at her, “Doing alright?” he asked
“I think? I’m just sitting here…” She sighed
“Wanna get closer? It’ll be a little easier,” Jeongin offered
“Yeah,” Y/n nodded
Jeongin bit back a smile as he sat back on the couch and told her to sit on his lap. Hesitantly she did, not knowing where to place her hands. Jeongin noticed and moved her hands onto his shoulders, “Do what feels natural, okay?”
“Okay,” Y/n nodded before he grabbed the back of her head and pulled her back in.
Jeongin was a good kisser, not that she had anything to compare him to. One hand held onto her waist while the other held the back of her head. Y/n moved her hands up a bit to hold his jaw.
“Doing good,” Jeongin mumbled against her lips.
“Thanks,” Y/n replied.
Jeongin pressed further into the kiss. The hand holding the side of her waist moved to the middle of her back. He pressed her closer to him and she let out an unexpected moan before pulling away.
“Sorry,” Y/n said as she laid her head on his shoulder.
“You’re okay. Just means you like what’s happening,” Jeongin reassured her
“Does it?” Y/n asked as she looked up at him
“Yeah.”
Y/n took in a deep breath before sitting up again. “Wanna continue?” Jeongin asked, rubbing her sides.
Y/n nodded and leaned in this time. She took the lead in the kiss, cupping his face in her hands while he held onto her waist again. The two kept it going for a few more moments before Jeongin pulled away. “Think you’re ready for another step.”
“What’s that?” Y/n asked
“Tongue.” He hid his simile again
“Are you sure? Do people go that far on the first date?” His heart skipped a beat when he realized that he could probably tell her anything about what could happen on a first date and she would be none the wiser.
“Yeah. All the time.” Jeongin told her.
“Okay.”
Jeongin took the lead again, pressing her lips onto his again before letting his tongue push past her lips. Y/n was a bit surprised at the feeling. His tongue felt odd in her mouth as it poked around, rough muscle exploring inside her mouth. Poking her tongue with his, encouraging her to use hers as well.
Y/n tentatively lifted the muscle in her mouth, pressing it against his. Jeongin swirled his tongue around hers and Y/n did her best to follow his lead. Her hands moved to grab his shoulders instead. Jeongin pressed her close to his chest. Y/n moaned into the kiss again before she felt his tongue pull back then his lips detached and a small trail of saliva hung between them.
“Is this weird?” Y/n asked, catching her breast.
“No. Why would it?” Jeongin replied
“We’re best friends…”
“Yeah. And best friends help each other out. Even with stuff like this.”
Y/n nodded in agreement, “What else should I know?”
“He’ll probably move away from your lips, move down.”
“Move down where?”
“Here.”
His thumb rubbed over the skin on her neck, “Maybe move down further,” thumbs moving over her collar bone.
“Am I supposed to do the same?”
“Not at the same time.”
“Why?”
“How about I show you? Would that be easier?”
“Yeah.”
Y/n watched him lean forward and rather than kissing her lips he kissed under her jaw and slowly moved down. His hand left her neck as his lips explored more. “Tilt your head back.” He told her, words muffled by her skin.
Y/n tilted her head back slightly as Jeongin moved to place his lips across the skin. “He might suck on the skin or bite,” Jeongin told her
“Why?” She questioned
“Let others know how lucky he is. He’ll leave a little mark on you.”
“Does it feel good?”
“Feels like this,” Jeongin sucked a small section of skin right above her collar bone, exposed from her oversized shirt he was positive was his and she had stolen from his apartment. Switching between sucking and biting on the skin. Making her grab the back of his head in surprise. Pulling at his roots as he continued. Pulling away after a few moments and licking the bruise. “There”
Y/n looked down but couldn’t see anything. Jeongin grabbed his discarded phone from the other end of his sofa, took a quick picture, and showed it to her. “Just a bruise,” Y/n said
“Most people call it a love bite,” Jeongin locked his phone and tossed it back onto the cushion, “Why don’t you give it a try?” He suggested
“Are you sure?”
“Remember what I did?”
“Yeah.”
“Do what I did. Don’t have to go exactly where I went.”
Y/n nodded and leaned down as he tilted his head back for her. She started kissing along his neck. Moving where she felt was natural, trying not to hit her head on his jaw but he would move out of her way anyways.
Eventually, she landed her lips on the side of his neck and sucked on the skin. Just as he did for a few moments as his hands fisted her shirt till he pulled away, licking the bruise, just as he had done.
“Good job,” Jeongin praised her, “Wanna stop yet or learn some more.”
“Learn,” Y/n replied, the praise kind of going to her head.
“What are you going to do if he wants to go further?” Jeongin quizzed her
“Further how? Like sex?”
“How about this scenario; you guys go back to your place after the date. You’re sitting on the couch just like we are and making out. He moves you closer like this,” Jeongin moved her over his crotch. She could just barely feel something poking her. Making her feel a little warm in her stomach. “Starts kissing your neck like I did.”
Jeongin leaned in again to kiss her neck, the kisses lasting longer each time his lips landed on her neck. Y/n grabbed his roots again as his lips brushed against a certain spot on her neck. It felt like electricity was going through her body, accidentally rolling her hips against his.
“Feel alright?” He asked
“Yeah,” Y/n squeaked as his hands moved to grab her hips. “Feels good.”
“Yeah. Want Innie to make you feel better?” He asked
She nodded as his lips moved up, “Words pretty.”
“Yes,” Y/n answered
“Good girl.” Jeongin wrapped his arms under her and stood up. Y/n wrapped herself around him as he started walking down the hall to his bedroom.
She’d been in there plenty of times but something in her mind said it was different this time. Something bubbled up in the bit of her stomach with the warmth from earlier just as he laid her down on the bed. Thinking about the nights they spend cuddling in the same bed. Now he was hovering over her, lips roaming her neck as his hands held her hips down.
Y/n mewled as she grabbed at the back of his shirt. “Need Innie to show you what else might happen?” The question sounded more like a suggestion, but a good suggestion.
“Yes,” Y/n answered
“He might slip a hand up your shirt, like this.” Jeongin slipped both his hands under her shirt and moved upwards till it reached the band of her bra.
“Innie,” Y/n said
“Doing so good for me pretty girl,” Jeongin said as he bunched the fabric up over her chest, showing off her caged breasts to him. “Might play with these pretty things.” Y/n hadn’t realized how long his fingers were until he groped her breasts. Lips latching onto her neck again and sucking another mark onto the skin. Hands dipping into the cups of her bra, folding them underneath, and exposing her hardened nipples to the bedroom air.
“If he does, he’ll definitely want to play with this little guy.” He rolled the small buds between his fingers before moving down and wrapping his lips around one of them. The rough tongue that was in her mouth not even half an hour ago was rolling around her nipples. Switching between them and pinching and rolling the neglected one.
He moved one of his knees between her legs and pressed his knee against her core. Y/n let out another moan and ground against him. Jeongin smiled as he moved down further leaving kisses down her stomach and leaving a few “love bites” there as well.
“Then you get to have some fun,” Jeongin smiled as his hands pulled the waistband of her bottoms down with her panties. Tossing the fabric down to the ground before throwing his t-shirt off his body.
Y/n swallowed as he put her legs over his shoulders. Having the perfect view of her soaked cunt.
“Only Innie will do this for you baby. No one else,” Jeongin told her before licking a line between her folds.
Y/n tightened her legs around his head which he didn’t seem to mind one bit as he continued licking between her folds and flicking her clit with his tongue. “Oh fuck,” Y/n whined
Jeongin smiled as he wrapped his lips around her clit and sucked on the little nub. Y/n jolted at the feeling, grabbing hold of his sheets. Jeongin kept his lips wrapped around her clit as he moved his hand under them and collected her slick on his fingers before pushing one finger into her. Moans spilled out of her mouth as he sucked her little bud and thrusted his finger in and out of her virgin hole.
His name fell out her mouth like a chant. He was enjoying every second of it. Slowly adding a second finger into her. “Feel weird,” Y/n moaned as he pulled away from her clit
“Yeah? Good weird?”
“Yes.”
“That’s good baby.” Jeongin wrapped his lips around her clit again as he curled his fingers into her walls.
Y/n cried out as a warmth washed over her. Legs shaking on his shoulders as he continued fingering her and sucking on her clit as she went through the motions of her orgasm. Pulling away before he could overstimulate her. ‘She’s not ready for that yet.’
“How’d that feel baby?” Jeongin moved up to hover over her and kiss her neck again.
“Great,” Y/n breathed.
“How about I teach you how to make me or your date feel good now?”
“Just like you did?” She asked
“A little different than that,” Jeongin smiled as he pulled her up into a sitting position. He had her tuck her knees under her as he stood at the side of his bed. He stripped her of the t-shirt and her bra then his sweatpants and boxers. Y/n eyed his cock, not sure where it was going to go.
“Look at me baby,” Jeongin called before grabbing her chin and having her look up at him, “Still want innies help?”
Y/n thought about it before he leaned down and kissed her quickly, “Don’t want to embarrass yourself on your first date, do you?”
“No…”
“Innies just trying to help you, baby.” Jeongin stood up and got closer, “Open your mouth as wide as you can.”
His free hand wrapped the base of his hard cock as she opened her mouth for him. “Tongue out.”
Y/n stuck her tongue out as her innocent eyes looked up at him. Jeongin pulled her to lean forward and laid himself on her outstretched tongue. Slowly pushing his cock into her mouth.
“Wrap your lips around it like a popsicle. Mind your teeth though.” Jeongin instructed.
Y/n closed her lips around him and kept her jaw slack so her teeth didn't touch him. He bunched up her hair behind her head and slowly moved her. Back and forth, up and down, on his cock. Helping her get the rhythm down.
Y/n moved her tongue to find a more comfortable place for it to lay but wound up making her best friend moan and shudder instead. She took that as a good thing to keep doing so she did as she followed his rhythm.
“Fuck,” Jeongin groaned as his hand tightened in her hair, “Just like that pretty.”
Y/n placed her hands in front of her to balance herself. Bobbing her head up and down whilst her tongue swirled around him. Jeongin tossed his head back in pleasure as he pushed her harder on his cock. Tip reaching for the back of her throat and making her gag a bit. The gagging felt good around his cock and spurred him to move her head faster.
Y/n grabbed onto one of his thighs as his dock twitched inside her mouth. Hips stuttered as his orgasm drew near. The knot tightened more and more until he finally came to a stop with a warm liquid shooting into her mouth. Y/n made a surprised noise as the salt taste hit her taste buds.
Jeongin pulled out of her mouth as Y/n looked up at him, “Swallow it, baby.”
Y/n made a sour face as she swallowed the thick substance, “Taste weird.”
“You’ll get used to it,” Jeongin told her as he gently moved her onto her back again and hovered over her, kissing her lips again. Y/n placed her hands on his chest as his tongue slipped into her mouth again.
Gently pushing her deeper into the mattress before pulling away and pulling a condom out of the drawer of his bedside table. Y/n looked down at him as he rolled the rubber onto his cock and leaned over her again. He spread her legs open for him as he situated himself between them.
“Innie,” Y/n felt a bit anxious as he ground against her. Was it okay for this to be happening with her best friend?
“You’re okay. Innie’s just teaching you.”
“What if it hurts?”
“Then I’ll be right here to help you. Okay?” the tip of his cock catching at her entrance
“But—”
“You don't wanna know nothing for your date right? Don't wanna disappoint him or me? Do you?”
“No.”
“I’ve got you, baby. I’ll go slow.”
Y/n nodded, “Okay.”
Jeongin pecked her lips before taking his cock in his hand again and lining himself up at her entrance. Slowly pushing the tip inside. Y/n grabbed onto his shoulders, grip tightened as he got the tip inside.
“You’re doing good baby,” Jeongin praised as he kissed the side of her neck and held onto her hips.
“In…”
“I’ve got you. Tell me when to move.”
He stayed still, rubbing circles into her hips and gently kissing her neck. Slowly moving in when she told him to move and let her get adjusted to having him inside her. Whispering encouraging words in her ear. Up until he was fully inside her and she had her arms wrapped around him.
“Move. Please Innie.” Y/n begged as the slight stretch subsided inside her.
Jeongin smiled as he pulled out and gently pushed into her. Y/n held onto the nape of his neck, tangling her fingers into the roots as he filled her up. Her walls clung to him as she wrapped her legs around his waist. “Doing so well for me baby.”
Jeongin picked up his pace a bit gradually. Moving quicker and harder, standing up and taking a tighter hold of her hips. Moving her to meet his thrusts.
Y/n felt awkward under his stare. Attempting to cover herself a bit and laid her arms over her chest.
“Don't hide from me, baby. I've already seen all of it.” Jeongin pried her arms off her chest and pinned them down to the mattress.
“There we go,” Jeongin smiled and leaned down, wrapping his lips around one of her nipples and sucking harder on them than he had previously.
“Fuck,” Y/n whined
Jeongin sloppily made out with her nipples as he was pounding into her. Her arms were pinned down to the mattress, unable to grab anything except the bed sheets. The male above her chuckled as he lightly bit her nipple, making her let out a higher-pitched moan before he pulled away and looked down at her chest. “Don’t move your arms.”
Jeongin let go of her limps and put his hands under her knees, pushing them off his legs and to the mattress. Y/n gasped seeing how he had her so exposed. He moved her arms to lay under her legs to keep herself open. Legs spread so he had the perfect view of her chest and cunt as he moved in and out. Hands caressing the back of her thighs before one moved in between them. Thumb pressing down on her clit.
Running circles on the bed as her walls tightened around his cock thrusting inside her. The angle let him hit one particular spot inside her. She had no clue why but it had her seeing stars.
“There it is,” Jeongin adjusted himself and shot for that same spot. Her words stopped forming correctly as he pounded her g-spot and abused her poor little clit with his thumb.
“Too much,” Y/n whined as she felt that tight warm feeling in her stomach again as she squeezed her legs closer to her on instinct
“You’re okay, baby. Innie’s taking care of you. Just let go.”
Two more thrusts later her whole body felt warm as her pulsing walls clamped down on him. Legs shaking in pleasure. Everything felt so good at that moment. Jeongin slowed down his hand and kept thrusting into her. His own high followed not long after as he worked her through hers. Eventually stilling inside her as he filled the condom with his seed, his hand stopped rubbing circles into her clit.
Both panting as they came down from their highs before Jeongin pulled out. Seeing a bit of blood on the condom. He didn’t make a big deal about it, he just took off the rubber and tied it off. He tossed it into the trash as he moved her up onto the pillows and massaged her sore limbs.
“Feel more confident about your date now?” Jeongin asked as he pulled her into his chest.
“Yeah. Thank you Innie.” Y/n said, wrapping her arms around him
“Anytime Y/n. What kind of best friend would I be if I didn’t help you out whenever you need it? How about we go take a shower, and get cleaned up.” Jeongin suggested
“Okay,” Y/n said. Nothing had settled in with the fact that she had just let her best friend take her virginity. Jeongin was glad his ruse of teaching her worked out in his favor. He couldn’t tell anyone how long he had been waiting for that night.
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ISAACWHY HEADCANONS BOTH NSFW AND SFW
my time to shine.
isaacwhy sfw hc’s!!!
i fully believe this man is terrified to flirt
like i blame all the homeschooling he’s so sociable normally but just buckles up w flirting
unless he’s drunk
so w that i think he’d easily fall for a best friend
someone he gets more comfortable with but also more head over heels for
kinda makes it easier to flirt in the long run tbh
okay enough i’m too high i’m going too in depth w that LOL
even after you guys start dating he gets ten times bolder when he’s drunk
that’ll be more detailed in nsfw dw dw
loves play wrestling w you
like no matter or tall or body type this man will try and gently body slam you onto a bean bag
does that fake punching shit w the “ugh! agh!” noises behind you when ur editing or cooking or looking at something in the store
also bluetooth humps u
it’s embarrassing the amount of times he’s done it in the middle of target and people have spotted it as you swat him away
isaac laughs everytime as soon as they’re gone while u just sulk
here’s a quick take: if ur both content creators and known best friends when u start dating, i feel like at some point one of y’all would let it slip OR u drop one too many hits and the ppl catch on
y’all would want it to be private but not like secret. u would mention that u arent single every so often and he’d slip into a podcast one day but never directly state it
until a slip up on stream when u we’re playing a horror game and he came into your room to scare you
you yelped, headphones falling off
once your heart stops beating you let out a whined, “babeeeee….”
he stops laughing first
it’s only then u realize what u did
and then boom everyone knew
he posted a lot of pics of u before but now he’s reposting ur ig posts to his stories. posting selfies of u two on his story. (w his face covered ofc)
nsfw hc’s now >:)
i remember vividly during one of the podcasts that willy said isaac is the freakiest. it was under his breath and i remember isaac just going “wha—“ BUT I REMEMBER IT
w that said…..choking, a mix of praise and degradation, marking you….like he goes IN w that
he’s like got your legs in the air doing what he has to do with his hand around your neck, curls slightly sweaty, toned abs shining under the light
“you’re doing so fucking good baby. you like this? you like the world knowing you’re a good slut?”
EEP okay
the next day your whole neck is purple. his back and biceps are scratched up and u are being bullied by your friends
“they’re mad they didn’t get laid last night!” isaac yells
after u guys announce ur dating and someone even spots what could be a hickey on ur neck it floods into the chat and thank god for ur mods bc u are not addressing how ur bf was pounding ur shit and then went to play clash of clans after
now….when he’s drunk.
he had just filmed that drunk lethal company video w yumi and larry
downed far too many shots of vodka
he gets up and plops onto the bed, wrapping his arm around your waist
“you okay there?” you laugh, moving some of his curls so u can see his face
his eyes are glazed over but a goofy smile works it’s way across his face
next thing your know he’s inching towards your thighs, kissing them and then trying to separate them to get to your core
“isy. you’re drunk.”
“hmmm? i think i’m still sober enough to make you cum.”
“hmph no. you’re drunk.”
he pouts and climbs on top of you
he leans down and rests kisses all over ur face, trailing to your neck, whispering ‘please’ between every kiss
“no. when ur sober” you push him away with a laugh
he gives in, very excited to wake up sober
as soon as your eyes flutter open there’s kisses along your jawline and a wide eyed isaac in your face
“i’m sober.”
but when you’re BOTH like any sort of intoxicated
by golly
it’s very rare you two find yourselves at a party but when you do and you’re both taking shots and then running to the sesh circle and then getting more shots
first, you’re holding onto each other so you don’t fall
second, your hands are all over his biceps while his keep trailing under your shirt or around your stomach
ur walking around to find nick. the only one who didn’t drink. because you guys are impatient and like need each other like now
he takes you guys back to the house and goes back to keep an eye on the other guys
meaning. y’all have the house to ur selves
lord do u take that to ur advantage
you don’t even make it to the bedroom. you stumble into the living room and before the front door is even closed your lips are attached to his
you’re both stumbling as you kiss until the back of your legs hit the couch and he falls on top to you
“i was so very tempted to just fuck you in the bathroom of that house,” you laugh between kisses, words slurred with adrenaline and alcohol
“well—now—weee have the house to ourselves,” isaac slurs as well, his hands sliding down your bottoms and pulling them and your underwear down swiftly
“nuh uh! you too mister!” you giggle as you drunkenly tug at his pants
he complies ofc duh
lots of drunk mumbles of i love you are exchanged. his head in the crook of your neck as you fuck on his couch 🫡
he’s whines a lot more when he’s drunk too like he whines when he’s sober but it gets louder when he’s drunk and u love it sm omfg
i barely write for nsfw so if it’s ASS i apologize
#isaacwhy x reader#isaacwhy#tgc x reader#the group chat podcast x reader#the group x reader#the group chat
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TOA Anniversary Munday
Celebrating TOA and the people who contribute to make our group what it is. Repost, don't reblog. Only fill in what you feel comfortable sharing! Happy anniversary, TOA! Here's to many more years spent together. [Original by Neffi can be found here!]
Name: Ruru
Pronouns: any/all
Birthday (no year): 6/14
Where are you from? What is your time zone? Grew up in the East Coast, currently back living there. EST timezone.
How long is your roleplay experience? Easily 15+ years. I did RP on DeviantArt of all things (and even became a mod of said rp); moved to tumblr RP when it got popular, but then took a break for a few years when tabletop games took interest proper; returned to RP when Cecil and I found TOA.
How were you introduced to roleplaying as a whole? Outside of DeviantArt, I grew up playing a lot of make believe games with friends, which eventually moved to text. But really, dA was the big one that hooked me to RP proper....wild...
How were you introduced to TOA? Cecil was the one who found it? But I was wishing for more tumblr RPs around the time, since discord ones felt too intimidating.
Do you have any pets? Viola! Cute lil cat daughter
What is your favorite time of year and why? (Season, holiday, general period) I like the part of fall where the leaves change colours. Seeing flora change in general is fun for me.
What is your IRL occupation? IT Support; I also do game dev (mainly TTRPG) on the side when I can
Some interests and things you like/enjoy? I like running TTRPG games, drawing, designing and coding spreadsheets. Making improv games on the fly, rules and all. I also like exploring new places, especially when they're local. Picnics on the beach or park are great.
What non-Fire Emblem games do you play? A lot, but the game I just beat is Xenoblade Chronicles. I'm the sole remaining World Flipper fan- I mean, I like JRPGs a lot, so games like LiveALive and Chrono Cross come to mind as well.
Favorite Pokemon type & Pokemon: Bug type. Snom, Grubbin, Pinurchin, Trapinch, pokemon that have the shape (tm) are my favorites. I've always had a soft spot for the Lati duo as well.
Tell us some funfacts and trivia about yourself! I've lived in Japan for a fair bit, and became N5 proficient through that. I'm trying to study for N4. I will also never stop talking about TTRPG - namely that I make games and one of them is Fire Emblem based.
How did you get into Fire Emblem? NO JOKE BUT I first learned of Fire Emblem through some promotional pamphlet that came with Pokemon Sapphire I think??? And then saw them in Smash. Cecil definitely helped me get into it proper.
What Fire Emblem games have you played? Easier to say what I haven't, which is FE1 and FE3 (or their remakes). Only played Echoes, not FE2. The only games I started and never beat are Warriors, Three Hopes, and FE5.
First & Favorite Fire Emblem games: First exposure was one of the GBA, but Awakening was the first I beat proper, I think. My favorite FE games are 4 and 6.
List your 5 favorite Fire Emblem characters across the series! Niamh, Joshua, Hugh, Idunn, Lethe? Those are the first to come to mind that I consistently like.
Who was the first character ever to make you go “ooh I like this one in particular” and why? Can be any context and reason! This would have been so long ago...I liked characters like Chad, Lugh, Ricken, etc because they were the 'small boy who might not be taken seriously' type. Which, given I was a lot younger back then, also treated younger than i was by my family, and starting to realize I don't define my gender neatly, they were important characters to sympathize with.
Any Fire Emblem crushes? 😳 All my crushes are in Tellius LMAO but like. Titania. Nailah. Powerful Women....
If you’ve played (or are familiar with) the following games, who was your first S support? Who would you S support nowadays? - Awakening: Sully; might pick someone like Miriel? - Fates: Tsubaki; idk tbh....maybe him again - Three Houses: Shamir; probably Yuri? - Engage: Yunaka; maybe Kagetsu? [THIS WHOLE THING IS REMINDING ME that im not very attached to S supporting with the protag I GUESS]
Favorite Fire Emblem class? I like the ones where you can fly. Kinshi Knight is one of my favorites for the design and unique combination of flyer and bow.
If you were a Fire Emblem character, what would be your class and stats? Would you be playable? Probably a flier or a strategist type. My luck stat is either way too good or awful, no inbetween. Probably also a furry of some variety.
If you were a Three Houses character, what would be your affiliation? I'm your generic NPC civilian.
If you were an Officers Academy student, what would be your boons, banes and potential budding talent? - Boons - Faith, Riding (me remembering I rode horses as a kid) - Banes - Axes - Budding - Flying, Bows
If you were an Engage character, which nation would you originate from? Probably Firene for being very flowery?
How do you pronounce TOA? 🤔(separate letters, to-ah, other?) I pronounce it toe (the body part) + a (the letter). toe-a.
Current TOA muses: Niamh, Hugh
Past TOA muses? N/A
Who was your first TOA muse? If you no longer have them, can you see yourself picking them up again? Niamh
Do you believe you have a type of character you gravitate towards writing? I like writing characters who appear composed, put together, etc, but are actually definitely not. Their ability to empathize is either super good or they struggle dearly (but are aware of that shortcoming). the more unconventional their gender, identity, etc is, the better.
Do you have characters or types of characters you don’t think you can handle writing, but wish you could? Honestly any character with a sizeable amount of lore. I'd just spend way too much time worrying I interpreted one of their support conversations wrong or don't do the character 'the right way'.
What kind of scenes, situations etc do you believe you enjoy writing the most? I like writing situations where the characters learn a new facet about themselves, or discover a place beyond their wildest dreams.
Do you have any scenario in mind for your muse(s) that gets you thinking “man I hope I get to write this one day”? Maybe something that lets me explore Hugh's past or defines Niamh pre-meeting Cipher crew?
Favorite TOA-related memories? Candy game was fun. I also liked the teamwork and memery I had in BOEL this year.
Present or past tense? I think I write in present so that?
Normal size text, small text, no preference? Normal Text with no trimming because most of my replies are through my phone lmao...
Got any potential muse delusions to share? 😉 Sommie :) Both joking and genuinely serious. I love a small Frienb and i think it would be interesting to dive into the fact that Sommie has been around for a very long time, but realistically I'd probably only play him for a few months. Aside from Sommie, there are a couple of FE6 characters (Lugh, Raigh, Idunn) who could be fun but I like sticking to one muse per game. Constance I think about off and on but she hits my 'has too many supports' and therefore I'd worry about playing right. I still rotate the Three Hopes supports I read though. Maybe someday
#toa meme#I don't know what else to post this as actually#YIPPE THOUGH THANKS FOR READING happy anni
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KNOWING YOUR PARTNER WELL CAN POTENTIALLY MAKE WRITING TOGETHER A LOT EASIER. REPOST DO NOT REBLOG !!
NAME: lele (lee-lee)
PRONOUNS: she/her
PREFERENCE OF COMMUNICATION: honestly i’m not picky! i find discord a lil more organized bc dms on here sometimes mess up but either works for me tbh
NAME OF MUSE(s): oh god pls don’t make me name off all of my muses kjdfgngdf HERE r my babies
RP EXPERIENCE/HOW LONG (MONTHS / YEARS?): OOF probably since at least 2012... which is so wild. my friends and i were having a sleep over and they all rped on here and they pushed me to try and...well.. THE REST IS HISTORY
PLATFORMS YOU’VE USED: i’m boring bc i’ve only rped in the basic places like here, twitter and discord fkdjgnfk
BEST EXPERIENCE: it’s hard to pinpoint one good experience but i’d say right now i’m having one of my best writing experiences bc i’ve surrounded myself with amazing writers and found people just as passionate about ships and stuff as i am and it just makes me SO HAPPY ily u guys
RP PET PEEVES/DEALBREAKERS: anon hate. i know its a basic answer but god you’d think people would evolve with time, but they continue to hide behind anon to speak their mind instead of just coming forward.
MUSE PREFERENCES
FLUFF, ANGST OR SMUT: i was sitting here for a few minutes trying to figure out if i preferred any of them over the others but honestly i love them all!! the only thing is with smut i prefer to write it out on discord but literally everything else i am HERE FOR so throw fluff or angst or smut @ me ANY TIME
PLOTS OR MEMES: plots are easier at times, especially if they’re written out, but i do really love using memes to develop ships i have or even to get new people to write with!! with that being said, NEVER hesitate to shoot me an ask meme (just be sure to specify muse!)
LONG OR SHORT REPLIES: not to sound like a broken record, but EITHER!! i sometimes tend to turn short stuff long without realizing tbh. but sometimes when i accientally pile up my replies, long ones overwhelm me so it really depends on the day!!
BEST TIME TO WRITE: i would say late morning/the afternoon. i’m not a night owl in the slightest, so i’ll most likely be writing (or wishing i was) in the early parts of the day!
ARE YOU LIKE YOUR MUSE(S): yes definitely, but a mixture. i’d say a few of them have little bitty pieces of me, but not enough that i fully relate to any of them. but if i had to choose, the closest i would say i am is a mix of enzo and zeke (which is a wild pairing to begin with kjdngjkf)
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I've been thinking about making a Dreamwidth account. Its more personal and the posts would be in one place, all chronological, neatly together and all that, feels like it would be easier to read through them and find certain things than here. Also commenting on them and having conversations there is much easier and clearer, so maybe I could like "repost" my writing/fandom/fanfic posts there so everyone who'd like to have a chat could find the post easier and chat in comments.
Ive also been thinking about a discord server, for a looong time now, but Im not sure how many peeps would even want to get in one. It prob would need to be broader than Voiles. Maybe for more rarepairs?? or just for writers to talk their writing and interact with each other and readers more easily?? Id just like it to be an open space for chats to everyone, y'know?
I realize tumblr is not actually that good for conversations and keeping in touch and all, ao3cotd made quite a few posts on this and it got me thinking about all this even more.
Its just that with my wrists as they are I wouldnt be able to be the single driving force behind a discord server for example, even tho Id looove to chat A Lot. But if lovely peeps joined Id be there all the time, hah, or rather at least Id check in a lot ^^
I just miss connecting with people, tbh, having community where you can go chat fandom or other things, in an open space and all, but also ngl Im thinking about DW also cause I feel like I could make some posts there that Im kinda wary of making here, lmao. Like sometimes Id like to say I dont enjoy this or this ship and chat about it, but like chill and all, no hard feelings or heated debates, but Im Sure someone would come in and make it an argument/fight here on tumblr ;/ And I dont wanna hurt anyone's feelings too. Im very much of the ship and let ship and all, so personally I just block the ship tags of the ones Im not into ;p Anyway Im derailing the post here and its not about that xdd
So, I dunno, making that dreamwidth account is tempting, but seeing as its a site with no app that I know of, and posting there might not be as easy as here - tho I could just repost, hmmm. It could be a nice space still, kinda separate from tumblr, but also on pretty much the same topics, just easier to have conversations and chats on certain topics/posts. And a discord, well, Id love to, but I dunno...
What do y'all think? Im very Very curious about other opinions on this, any thoughts? ^^
#personal#Raksh posts#just some things Ive been thinking about#I took this from my other reblog with the tags and cleaned it up#itll prob get eaten up on y'alls dashes anyway#but still#maybe some of y'all has a thought youd like to share#Id love to read it!#and chat about it#I'll prob go for it but not soon#my fingers are sore and need a bigger break ehhh#already on the meds again eehh#but still Ive been thinking alot about this#so do let me know if you have some thoughts too#^^#long post#sorta ;p
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Shipping Info for Multimuses!
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Which muses are open for shipping
// Technically speaking, all of my YGO muses are open for shipping. Some, might be a tad trickier to ship than others. Either due to certain policies, IC reasons, or even a combination of both.
Which muse is the hardest to ship with
// Kaiba or Atem TBH.
I’m generally not really interested or keen, about shipping with others as my Atem. This is why, I’ve set him up the way I did, so I could explore other dynamics/plots easier. Any and all ships aside from his mainverse one is treated, as an entire AU on it’s own.
As for Kaiba... It doesn’t take two seconds to realize, the kind of subjects I’m often writing and discussing with him for his development. Things are bound to become toxic, and I refuse to sugarcoat or romanticize stuff just for the sake of uwu feewings. Also, I’m well aware that he most certainly might not be everyone’s cup of tea, when it comes to shipping in general. He won’t fall in love, the situation won’t improve, there are so many conflicts. It’s a difficult muse, that requires a lot of plotting.
Is there a ship cap
// Yes, 3 versions of a character. This way I can give the right amount of attention to each ship without feeling overwhelmed. Currently, I’ve reached my limit for ships for Set with Mahad/DM!
As for Atem, it’s a single version of a character.
Which are multi-ship
// Seto Kaiba, priest Set, Ishizu, Noah and Critias.
Which are single ship
// Atem.
Are any of your muses open to polyshipping
// Set, Ishizu and maybe Critias?I still have to decide on that detail for him.
Do you have an 18+ rule with muns when shipping
// You have to be over that age to be following me in the first place. Due to the sheer wide variety of subjects, that are handled/touched on around here. I’m not comfortable to be followed by minors in the first place. Ageless blogs are softblocked on the spot.
Do you write nsfw
// Sure do! Either here on tumblr or on Discord, whatever works best for my partner. Sign me up for it man.
Are there things you won’t write
// Ships that I refuse to write:
Mokuba/Seto, Noah/Seto, Noah/Mokuba, Jou/Seto, TKB/Set, any & all versions of Bakura/Atem, Mahad (or DM)/Atem, Malik/Ishizu and Rishid/Ishizu.
I’m very careful/picky when it comes to shipping with Atem, because in the end of the day he still is a 16 years old. So depending on the age gap, it can make me feel very uncomfortable.
How does someone ship with one of your muses
// Show interest, tell me that’s what you’d like to give a chance at. Let’s discuss and plot!
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Han x Leia, ESB, Trip to Bespin, angst, hurt/comfort, fluff
Summary: ESB from Leia's POV. A journey from despair to hope, a blossoming, an opening to vulnerability and love.
Warnings: Deals with some heavy themes, incl. working through trauma, depression, self-harm, attempted sexual assault. Each chapter will be individually warned.
Note: I’m currently in the process of reposting the first nine chapters here in full, since when I first wrote this fic, I only shared links to the chapters on AO3 and FFN. I will try to post at least weekly. In the meantime, if you’d prefer to binge-read it, the entire fic is posted in full on AO3 and FFN.
Part: Masterlist | 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | 10 | 11 | 12 | 13 | 14 | 15 | 16 | 17 | 18 | 19 | 20 | 21 | 22 | 23 | 24 | Epilogue
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Warnings for Chapter 24: Brief reference to the torture and attempted sexual assault that occurred in Chapter 19
Author’s note from 1/2020: An important disclaimer: As I wrote this fic, I strove to make it canon-compliant—at least compliant with the canon that existed at the time. Now that I'm posting this, however, a few things have changed; notably, we've seen the release of the first issue of the new line of Star Wars comics set after ESB. While I haven't had a chance to read it yet, I'm pretty sure it diverges from what I've written in my final two chapters, and I have no desire to change any of what I've written to fit it. I know most of you don't even care about canon—this IS fanfiction after all—but I just wanted to give you and all future readers a heads up anyway!
One last thing: Several of you have asked me if I'm planning on writing a Leia-focused fic like this one about ROTJ. First of all, I'm super flattered that you'd like more! Tbh though I don't really see myself writing it as another big multichapter; however, I would really like to do a few shorter fics about it. So keep an eye out for those! That being said, things can always change. If I discover that there's an arc I really want to tell through the whole story, I may find myself in over my head again ;)
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The Kaliida Nebula was about six hours away, not counting the brief stops they’d have to make every few hours to switch hyperlanes. Lando had once again joined Chewbacca at the Falcon’s helm; they had both insisted in no uncertain terms that Luke and Leia get some rest, promising they’d comm if they needed anything. She was tired enough not to argue.
Immediately after the jump to hyperspace, Luke had sat frozen, staring out the viewport into the whirling star tunnels. He’d glanced at her when she offered him a hand, looking for all the universe as if she were his only tether away from the maw. Silently, he’d let her help him back to the crew quarters, and once more she shakily attached the fluids line and pulled a blanket over him.
He was gazing up at her again, now, eyes wide and hollow. “Leia,” he whispered.
Tenderly, she brushed the hair from his forehead and reached down to clasp his remaining hand, squeezing it. She perched on the edge of his bunk. “I’m here,” she said softly. “You’re safe now.” Slowly, his eyelids began to flutter, and he drifted off into a fitful sleep.
She sat there for a long time, weariness bleeding into her bones, listening as his breathing grew deeper. Finally, when she was fairly certain her movement would not wake him, she slipped her hand carefully out of his, turned out the light, and walked over to her bunk, curling up on top of it without bothering to remove the blanket.
The pillow smelled like Han.
She thought of him laying there next to her, his fingers tangled in her hair. She thought of the hungry kisses she had never wanted to end. She thought of easy laughter and healing tears, of potent words and new openings.
She thought of the bed on Cloud City, and how they’d never have the chance now to find out if she’d regret it. She thought of his rending screams, of coils and needles and agonizing pain. Of Captain Orffa’s leers, her ripped shirt, his broken neck as he lay on the other side of the room. Of Vader’s hated mask, cold and merciless. Of throbbing rage. Of helpless grief.
Of finally saying “I love you.” Of the one she loved, turned to stone and torn away.
All the emotions she’d been trying to hold at bay rushed in. Her defenses crumpled, and the first tears came in like a flood, violent and inevitable. Burying her face in the pillow to muffle the sound, she wept, her body shaking with sobs. She wept until every breath came as a gasp; until she could no longer imagine what it was to not be weeping. She wept for Han, and for Alderaan, and for every loss in between. For a galaxy full of loss, cracked all the way through with the cruelty of it.
Long after her tears ran dry, she lay there, face still buried in the pillow—Han’s pillow—breathing in the scent of him. She wasn’t ready to let him go.
She wouldn’t let him go.
She would find him, somehow.
Slowly, exhaustion crept up on her, disarming her resistance just as her tears had done earlier. She gave into it with a mild sense of relief, letting her eyes close.
I don’t regret it, she thought as she began to drift off. Sleepy astonishment at the realization gave way to the certainty that she had always known this, somehow, despite her fears. I don’t regret loving him. Not one bit. As much as this hurt—and oh, how it hurt—she would gladly love him and lose him again.
Then sleep took her, carrying her far away into blessed nothingness.
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She was woken up what felt like minutes later by the chime of her comm.
Lando’s voice was on the other end. “We’ve stopped at Terminus,” he said. “We need you up here to watch for Imperials while we search the ship for homing beacons. We’ve got her pretty well hidden behind a moon, but it’s a race against time until they find us.”
Trying to keep any bitterness out of her voice, she gave her consent and stumbled groggily toward the cockpit. Lando gave her a look when she arrived—she must have looked like hell, with red-rimmed eyes and smeared makeup—but to his credit he didn’t say anything, only giving her a nod on the way out. Chewie was already gone. She moved to sit in the co-pilot’s seat, but changed her mind halfway there, instead opting for the captain’s. Curling her legs beneath her, she leaned back into it, smelling its faded leather and a hint of old cologne. She scanned the starfield carefully, glancing at the sensor displays afterward for any signs she might have missed. There was nothing; only stars. On the other side of the moon, she knew, the sky would be filled with ships of all kinds. Terminus was a busy world; she hoped that, as such, it would distract the Empire long enough that they wouldn’t find the Falcon.
She shifted in her seat, anxious. Finding the homing beacon would likely take Chewie and Lando awhile—they had to suit up to examine the hull, after all—but she wished they would hurry and be done with it. Normally, this would have been made a much easier exercise by simply scanning the hull via the ship’s sensors, but the Empire had certainly disabled that function. Or rather, they probably just hadn’t bothered to fix it—it was, after all, one of the sensor systems that had been damaged during their escape from Hoth.
The minutes ticked by. Fifteen minutes passed, then half an hour. A light freighter moved into view. She stiffened, then relaxed again as it jumped to hyperspace moments later.
Forty-five minutes. Her eyelids drooped; she pinched her arm to stay awake.
Finally, she heard the door open behind her, and Chewie came in with a roar. «We found it,» he said. He was triumphant, but his voice was laced with sorrow. She knew enough of him now to hear it. She caught his gaze, and he sat down next to her. For a minute, they looked out on the emptiness together. «You should go back to bed, Little Princess,» he finally said, his voice gentle.
“You sure you don’t need sleep?” she whispered.
«I will,» he said, «but I have strength left to spare, and I was not hurt as badly as you. Go sleep.» She nodded and got up just as Lando came through the door. She didn’t look at him as they exchanged places. Hazily, she walked back to the crew quarters, fell in her bunk, and was once more lost in unconsciousness.
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Leia’s eyes flickered open. How long had her comm been beeping? Yawning, she sat up, flipping on the light over her bunk, and froze as all the memories of the previous day flooded back in. The deep ache in her chest nearly knocked her over, and she fought off the urge to lay back down and forget everything again.
Luke. She had to make sure he was okay. She glanced over towards the other side of the room; there he lay, as still as a stone. Alarmed, she leapt out of bed and lurched over to check on him. His chest rose and fell, and she sighed in relief. He was in a deep sleep. That was good.
Feeling her heartbeat calm again, she sat back down on her bunk and answered her comlink. “Yes?” she croaked, her voice hoarse.
“Just wanted to let you know we’ve arrived at the Kaliida Nebula,” said Lando. “Whenever you’re able, I’ll let you take over and see if you can reach that contact of yours. Could use a little shut-eye myself.”
“Of course,” she said curtly. “I’ll be right there.”
When she arrived, Chewie was once again nowhere in sight. She felt a pang in her chest, thinking of his grief. At least, she thought, he was getting some sleep, too.
Lando nodded awkwardly to her as they switched places again and left without a word. For a minute, she stared at the glowing pink clouds outside the viewport. She knew he’d be just a comm away, but still, she was nervous. The nebula could be perilous. From time to time, it was home to migrating neebray mantas, which could do some serious damage to ships. Moreover, if the Empire had somehow found out about this checkpoint—
She felt her throat constricting and her heart pounding, and she stopped the thought short. Yes, the Empire had caught up with them a few too many times recently—she had good reason to be fearful of that. But she should be wary, not paranoid. This was the best chance they had to make contact with the Alliance. Straightening, she set a Rebel-coded message to broadcast at intervals to the surrounding parts of the nebula, then she took the Falcon on a leisurely tour through the cloud tunnels.
An hour later, she had a reply. It was also in Alliance code, and it gave her coordinates to meet nearby. She tensed. The Empire could have cracked that code since she was gone, they could have found out about this location, they could have—
She forced herself to breathe slowly. “Chewie,” she said into the comlink, “I’m making contact. I may need backup if it’s not who I think it is.”
The Wookiee yawned, but he didn’t hesitate. «I’m coming,» he said.
Soon both he and Lando joined her again in the cockpit. She felt bad that they’d only had an hour of sleep, but she supposed there was nothing to be done.
Well, mostly bad. She didn’t feel all that bad about Lando. As far as she was concerned, he could suffer. He sat behind her, keeping watch as she and Chewie maneuvered the ship to the meeting point.
Finally, the clouds in front of them parted, revealing an X-wing.
“You’ve gotta be kidding me!” the pilot whooped upon seeing their ship. “I was starting to think I’d never see that hunk of junk again! Is the princess there?”
Leia breathed a sigh of relief. “Hi, Wedge,” she said, transmitting the codes to confirm it was her.
“Good to hear your voice, Princess,” he said. “High command’s been going out of their minds. They figured if you survived, you’d make your way here. Lucky you found me now; they were beginning to think it was a lost cause. We probably wouldn’t have been patrolling out here much longer.”
“Thanks for waiting,” she said.
“Where’s ol’ Han?”
All the words seemed to dry up in her mouth, and she sat silent for a moment. “He’s gone,” she said finally, her voice quiet. Chewie let out a mournful wail.
She heard Wedge exhale. “I’m sorry,” he said, his voice full of genuine grief. “Sending you the jump coordinates now.”
Within a few minutes, they’d left the bright clouds of the Kaliida Nebula behind and were headed home. It wasn’t truly home, of course—Home was Alderaan, and that was gone forever. These days, though, the Alliance had become the only home she could claim to have. But whatever familiarity it offered, it would be empty without Han.
“Hey,” Lando said from behind her, startling her. She didn’t turn around. “Chewie ’n I have been talking and…” he faltered for a moment, then he went on. “…We’re gonna find Han and bring him back. We’ll leave for Tatooine as soon as we can get fueled and ready.”
She leaned back in her seat. “You got a plan?”
Chewie responded. «We have some ideas, yes, but we wanted to talk with you and Luke and hear yours, too.»
Leia nodded slowly. “We’ll discuss it when we get there, after the briefings. I don’t want to put too much strain on Luke before then. He doesn’t even know what happened yet.”
“Sure thing,” said Lando.
She clenched her teeth to avoid telling him to shut up. Instead, she shifted her focus outside, watching the whirlwind starlight.
Somewhere out there, Han was trapped, but alive. And somehow, they would find him and bring him home.
A warmth grew inside her chest; the fire of hope.
#can't believe there's only one more chapter left!#Han x Leia#HanLeia#Han x Leia fic#HanLeia fic#Leia Organa#Leia fic#esb#esb fic#star wars fic#star wars fanfic#sw fic#sw fanfic#Star Wars#The Opening#my fic#Luke Skywalker#Han Solo#Chewbacca#Lando Calrissian#my fanfic#my writing#thoughts
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Character Sheet
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𝐛𝐚𝐬𝐢𝐜𝐬 !
FULL NAME. Castiel (Angel of Thursday) NICKNAME. Cas, Cassie, Feathers, Clarence, Angel, giraffe, about a million others, depending on who you ask. GENDER. Technically, Cas is an angel and therefore genderless. He currently resides in a male vessel and identifies mostly as male out of familiarity and to make things easier on the humans around him. (Uses he/him pronouns, but I doubt he’d be too offended any which way.) HEIGHT. 5′11′’ AGE. Very, very old, but nonetheless fairly young for an angel ZODIAC. I'm not entirely sure how this applies to angels. Castiel does not know his own birthday. (Though it was on a Thursday, obviously.) It was before such things were celebrated, and angels have never participated in birthday celebrations anyway. SPOKEN LANGUAGES. English, Enochian, a wide variety of others (probably almost all human languages, including several very ancient ones; he’s been around a long time.)
𝐩𝐡𝐲𝐬𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐥 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐬 ! (I’m mostly actually describing his vessel here, since Cas’s vessel has since become sort of his true earthly form after multiple reincarnations and stretches of time as a human- Jimmy has been in Heaven for a while now.)
HAIR COLOR. Dark brown EYE COLOR. Blue SKIN TONE. White, but somewhat tanned BODY TYPE. Pretty average, somewhat muscular VOICE. Deep, gravelly, serious. However, his “true voice” (as an angel) is extremely high-pitched and screechy, as is characteristic of all angels. Too high for humans to take in without severe pain. DOMINANT HAND. Right POSTURE. Very good. Not quite as stiff and awkward as some of the other angels now that he’s gotten more human. SCARS. Humans can’t see them, (just shadows of them) but his wings are a real piece of work at this point. Scarred everywhere, messy, missing feathers, really damaged. TATTOOS. Enochian on his ribs making angels unable to track him through normal means. BIRTHMARKS. None MOST NOTICEABLE FEATURE(S). Blue eyes, dark hair, trenchcoat and blue tie, black wings
𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐝𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐝 !
PLACE OF BIRTH. Heaven HOMETOWN. Heaven SIBLINGS. All the angels PARENTS. God
𝐚𝐝𝐮𝐥𝐭 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞 !
OCCUPATION. Soldier/Garrison Captain/Unofficial Guardian Angel/God/Gas Station Worker CURRENT RESIDENCE. Lebanon, Kansas CLOSE FRIENDS. Dean, Sam, various others depending on the timeline (Jack, Bobby, Charlie, Gabriel, Kevin, etc.) RELATIONSHIP STATUS. Single FINANCIAL STATUS. Angels don’t have money- when human, extremely poor DRIVER’S LICENSE. I think he must have a fake one- courtesy of Dean, I’m sure CRIMINAL RECORD. He’s in a whole lot of trouble with Heaven for SOOOOO many reasons VICES. pride, unhealthy food, rebellion, power, self-damning thoughts/behavior, alcohol (on rare occasions)
𝐬𝐞𝐱 & 𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 !
SEXUAL ORIENTATION. pansexual PREFERRED EMOTIONAL ROLE. submissive | dominant | switch PREFERRED SEXUAL ROLE. submissive | dominant | switch (the mun does prefer playing sub though, to be 100% honest) LIBIDO. Cas isn’t normally super sexual, tbh. Angels weren’t exactly made for that. However, Cas isn’t your everyday angel, and he may be super into it if it’s with someone he has a particular emotional connection with. (He does like new things, and really likes the emotional intimacy and seeing his partners excited.) He developed more of a sex drive after being human for a while. TURN ON’S. emotional intimacy/confidence/touching his wings!!!!/rough play/but also gentle tenderness/praise (he’s so sick of not being good enough, literally, this will melt him)/teasing/roleplay/power dynamics TURN OFF’S. emotionless hook-ups/being asked to hurt others in any way (he does not trust himself enough)/any severe pain to his wings/toilet stuff LOVE LANGUAGE. Acts of service RELATIONSHIP TENDENCIES. Cas seldom gets into relationships and takes them very seriously. He cares deeply about the people he loves and would go to the ends of the earth for them, and would quite literally die for them. He tends to be a little insecure about initiating things because he doesn’t have exceptional social skills and is never quite sure when/if he is wanted. Because of his amassed mess of insecurities, any kindness he is shown is taken quickly to heart, as is any demonstration of hatred or cruelty. Cas can be the most devoted lover out there, but if you upset him, he’s likely to withdraw substantially, potentially disappearing for long periods of time after a fight, or going totally silent. He doesn’t always realize that humans like things to be stated out loud either- the “I love you” may be strongly implied, until he is sure it is welcome. If his partner expects him to pursue a relationship in the human sense, said partner may have to explain certain customs and the way a relationship technically works.
𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐜𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐞𝐨𝐮𝐬 !
CHARACTER’S THEME SONG. Angel with a Shotgun- The Cab HOBBIES TO PASS TIME. Spending time in nature, reading, people-watching LEFT OR RIGHT BRAINED. Mainly left (though technically everyone is both-brained, the psych major mun feels obligated to mention. But I catch your drift.) PHOBIAS. Losing control of himself, abandonment, failure SELF CONFIDENCE LEVEL. Since screwing up MAJORLY several times, Castiel’s self-confidence has plummeted. He can fake confidence fairly well, and will use that in dealing with other angels, or any enemies. However, he has been tricked and failed and stumbled too many times, and has thus become very afraid of screwing up and failing the ones he loves again. VULNERABILITIES. Love, abandonment, rejection, emotion, morality, naivety
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LAYER ONE: THE OUTSIDE - Name: Chris - Eye Color: Brown - Hair Style/color: Varies, I tend to prefer mid-length hair, with layered cut style, and they’re naturally dark brown, I’ve dyed them with strands of copper or strands of auburn in the past, I’ve felt like letting them be just their natural colour but I’m pretty sure it’s possible I’ll dye them in one of those again in the future. - Height: 5′7 (170 cm) - Clothing style: Uh. That is a good question :’) Casual I guess, I love most jeans/tight pants that are either blue or black, I love my tops to be fitting though not too tight but I have various kind of tops I like (from tank top to short sleeved shirt to long sleeve ones), I do have a weakness for button up shirts though. Boots are also my faves kind of shoes. - Best physical feature: I guess, my overall figure?
LAYER TWO: THE INSIDE - Your fears: I think my overall, big fear is the fear of physical pain, but it’s translate most in fear of drowning, of sharp objects pointed at me or near me in someone else’s hand, fear of heights, and fear of stingy insects. I think I do have a phobia of wasps and bees and the likes though, like, I used to be deathly afraid of every insects, even butterfly. I’m still a bit uneasy when anything insects gets close to me, but I only really fear afraid when I know it can sting (or if I don’t know if they can, like if I’m surprised by buzzing but can’t see it, or if I don’t know the insects). I tolerate bees? By that I mean I just freeze and repeat like a mantra it’ll die if it strings it won’t easily sting you. But wasps? Nah man, I’ll hide behind anyone I know or I flee. If you ever see me make a sudden, wide off-way from a straight line, you know I heard or saw a wasps or something insect-y. Like. At least you know i’m the best radar for them. At least, it is the fear of being stung by then, rather than of the insects themselves, so I’m okay with just seeing them and/or hearing them if they can’t access me. Although the sounds make me tense like BUZZING-oh its okay XD - Your guilty pleasure: I see a cat, I hope I can pet the cat, I won’t bother the cat but if there’s cat and cat willing, I’ll pet cat. Same with dogs, though cats feel calmer so easier to be around. Also tbh food? I’m weak to good food, or just anything tasy enough for me, which is pretty much anything (that isnt overcooked or the very few tastes I wont like). - Ambitions for the future: In all honesty, being able to continue with the life i’ve created. Take care of mom, visit&see my brother every weekend, spend my way between writing and working on little things and my hobbies. I do wish to be able eventually to travel and meet my online friends (and/or welcome them here). And tbh I have zero wish to get known, if I get some fanbase and just enough to contribute at home, i’ll be the happiest. The only real dream for future I have is a shared one, mom and my bro (and I) kind of hope we’ll one day be able to live in a house together, either those houses that can be split in smaller houses (like three small flats making up a bigger house), or simply that it has enough rooms for each of us to have a personal space.
LAYER THREE: THOUGHTS - Your first thoughts waking up: Vary, half the time it can be some leftover dreams so it’s like, finishing a thought from a dream (including at times literally thinking oh i’m dreaming ohhhh i’m waking up), sometimes it’ll be the slow realization of a sound, most often there’s also hearing if mom is awake (or not). Then I can daydream a bit. - What you think about before bed: Most often, daydreaming to sleep.
LAYER FOUR: WHAT’S BETTER? - Single or group dates: Not sure tbh, I guess both depending on people and context? - To be loved or respected: Respect. You can love without respect; but respect is a form of love in itself. Like I’d honestly much prefer someone who respect me but doesn’t feel much of anything, that someone who “loves” me but doesn’t have respect. Of course, if I’m loved and respected, that’s the best. - Beauty or brains: Either one or both. I honestly see people as whole, so I can see “details”, but I also see the whole. Probably both is the most correct reply, though beauty has a bit less impact on me than brains, but beauty is subjective so. - Dogs or cats: Both, though I do have a preference for cats, cat-energy is like... calm. I mean they can be no calm at all, but their overall energy feel calmer than dogs. But I love both.
LAYER FIVE: DO YOU. - Lie: I myself tend to be truthful, although I can also simply omit truths if voicing them has no real impact or need, mostly it’s like, if something doesnt feel important to share, I wouldn’t really think of it, but if asked or if the subject comes to it, it might pop into my head. So basically I don’t lie (unless I’d have a pretty good reason life safety), I’d mind my words with hurtful truth (if they have to be voiced), and I don’t really care if i’m lied to, as long as it’s not malicious. - Believe in yourself: I think? I’m secure in myself now, so yeah I guess there’s this implicit confidence I know myself enough. Like I can have insecurities, but I guess I believe in myself to handle it so. - Believe in love: I do, I believe in all forms of love, including at first sight, though I also believe it needs work to remain love, and the loves that don’t have a real label (like, there’s romantic, platonic, queerplatonic, and then those loves you can’t really place as any of the three but could be any of the three). And I believe friendship love and family love are just as strong as others, but I kind of believe more in family of the heart than of blood? And that its basically luck when you have a heart’s family that’s also blood family. Like they are part of your heart family, and the fact you’re blood related is just a secondary detail. - Want someone: I do feel like it would be nice to have a partner (or partners, I’m neutral about exclusivity), but I’m going out of my way to look for one. That’s why I also feel like if I ever have someone, it’ll be a friend, someone I know and we think okay we could be partners too. I’m not ruling out meeting someone that gets me doki-doki but yeah, I’d still want to know them better first. I easily crush, but I don’t easily fall (and I easily friendship crush too and confused crush sooOOO).
LAYER SIX: EVER? - Been on stage: Not really? Presentation yes, but nothing else. I mean one time a presentation took the form of a small sketch but. Yeah no real stage. - Done drugs: No. - Changed who you were to fit in: I don’t think so? I adapt, but that’s part of myself. But I don’t change the other parts? Like I’m quiet naturally, I can become chatty about cetain things (especially if I feel comfortable, which is harder in person), and I’m not going to shut up nor am I going to speak up if I don’t want to. If I can see people aren’t listening, i’m also not going to bother trying. The same kind of logic is applied to anything, I can notice what works and doesn’t work in a given setting, but I only adjust if I want to and if it’s not going against who I am.
LAYER SEVEN: FAVORITES - Favorite color: Blue, green, silver, gold, white, black. - Favorite animal: Foxes, cats, felines&canines in general, horses. I also blame WWX and LWJ from making me coo harder at bunnies now. EDIT: Yo I’m an idiot whose brain didn’t work, but I actuall love wolves as much as foxes, they need to be properly mentioned and I dont know why I forgot :’D - Favorite movie: I can’t say I have faves in movies? There are movies I enjoyed, but none I consider faves, unlike animes/mangas or games. - Favorite game: Tales of Symphonia, Fire Emblem Path of Radiance, Skyrim, Tales of Vesperia, Breath of the WIld, Pokemon games (X/Y so far my favourite with weakness for FR/LG).
LAYER EIGHT: AGE - Day your next birthday will be: July, 2nd - How old will you be: 27 (I still mind-freeze because part of me still feel like I’m, what, 24? Not quite anymore at the 20/21 stage, but not really past my mid-twenties) - Does age matter: Not really, it’s people personality and their ability to handle the world, as well as how they interact with it. In a sense, its the age you feel like that matters more, but to yourself. Like yeah you can care about the number ages of people around you, but its how they are and feel and act that end up mattering more.
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KNOWING YOUR PARTNER WELL CAN POTENTIALLY MAKE WRITING TOGETHER A LOT EASIER. ( PLEASE REPOST, DO NOT REBLOG! )
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1. BASICS NAME: nika PRONOUNS: she / her SEXUALITY: bi/queer (it’s fluid tbh) ZODIAC SIGN: virgo sun/capricorn moon/scorpio ascendant AGE: 27
2. EXPERIENCE HOW LONG (MONTHS/YEARS?): i started out on myspace when i was 14 PLATFORMS YOU’VE USED: myspace, invisionfree, zetaboards, tumblr, googledocs & good old fashioned tabletop BEST EXPERIENCE: i’m in an incredible d&d group right now, campaign going 3 yrs strong. we’re talking fully built table, topography figurines for everything, and a buncha myth scholars at the table. that takes the cake. but i’ve also made some amazing friends here on tumblr who’ve become important people to me irl. i’m particularly lucky to share my rp experience both here & at the d&d table with my best friend irl, @seriouslyaliens.
3. WRITING PREFERENCES FLUFF, ANGST OR SMUT: i just like whatever i’m writing to feel balanced and real. i don’t want to put my character through the wringer for gratuity’s sake; i want her to develop. so whatever feels authentic to her journey is what brings me joy tbh. sometimes it’s none of the above, sometimes it’s all three at once. PLOTS OR MEMES: memes are great for sparking ideas sometimes. i’ve had memes start out with neither party having any clue what was happening, and then it turned into the most amazing ongoing thing. like a thread i have with @liminalchaos that sets up some great future plots. and then i love heavily plotted things too? i think most of my things with @arielthelionhearted, @sniperwithasmoke, @agentinred are more plotted than actually currently happening, and that’s been super cool because we can fill in the gaps at any point and also be free to sent more directed memes. LONG OR SHORT REPLIES: i typically start off with shorter replies and then they grow when i get carried away BEST TIME TO WRITE: i can be sporadic. sometimes i get hit with inspiration for hours at a time for like a week, and then i’ll disappear for a month. sometimes i wake up and i’m ready to jet, and sometimes i won’t get any ideas until late at night and keep myself awake until 2am writing. sometimes it’s a bunch of replies, sometimes i can’t write dialogue for weeks straight and have to double back and develop stronger headcanons to have any sort if idea what to say in one tiny, basic meme. ARE YOU LIKE YOUR MUSE(S): in a lot of ways i am? the way i step into a character’s shoes tends to be weirdly prescient. like, one of my ocs dealt with body horror and chronic illness just before i realized i had health problems and started hounding doctors to look into it. and her work dealt with liminality and death just prior to a sudden death in the family.
samar came to me as random stock character vibes before i realized that her story was a metaphor for women in STEM, gatekeeping, and spellcraft as programming code. and i in no way intended to work in tech at the time! and now i’m in the thick of it and actually developing a humanities-oriented marketing pilot for my company, which is scarily in line with something samar would do. so i find my ocs tend to predict my next steps in life.
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GET TO KNOW YOUR RP PARTNER! ( repost, please don’t reblog )
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BASICS
▐ NAME: Lila! ▐ PRONOUNS: She/her! ▐ SEXUALITY: Homosexual! ▐ TAKEN OR SINGLE: Single Bean! ▐ FIVE FACTS:
I am really bad at holding conversations, both in real life and online. If I’ve ever just stopped responding to you, I SWEAR it’s not because I don’t like you or you upset me or something like that. Sometimes I just don’t know what to say so I just? Fall over?
To add on that, I am VERY SHY AND SCARED OF UPSETTING PEOPLE.
Despite writing our favorite weeb fish, I haven’t really watched that much anime in my life? Like, I can count the animes I’ve watched in entirety on one hand. Dragon Ball, Yu Yu Hakusho, One Punch Man, and most recently My Hero Academia. Always considered myself more of a comic book fan, hence why Undyne is a fan of those too.
I am really picky about how I want my posts and writing to look? It’s hard to put into words, like.... I don’t like it when two lines have the same words typed or the same punctuation used in the same spot, one on top and one on bottom? If that happens, I’ll deliberately add or remove stuff from the post until it looks “nice” even if no one cares.
I I first realized I liked girls watching Teen Titans. “Who was it? Raven? Starfire?” Yes. The answer is yes. And Jinx, too. Had a crush on all the girls. Except Terra. Terra deserved to end up as a statue. Traitorous binch.
EXPERIENCE
▐ HOW LONG ( YEARS/MONTHS ): Five to six years, I’m pretty sure. ▐ PLATFORMS USED: Comicvine, World of Warcraft, Champions Online, Elder Scrolls Online, and Tumblr. Tumblr is the only one I like. ▐ BEST EXPERIENCE: Tumblr’s Undertale RPC, by a long shot. Sure, it has it’s issues, but that’s just the human experience man. I love everyone here and just? Keep coming back.
MUSE PREFERENCES
▐ MALE OR FEMALE: Don’t really mind writing male characters, but I tend to have a lot more fun and get an easier feel for female muses. Just really love me some goirls tbh. ▐ FAVORITE FACE: Undyne’s face is pretty much perfect and I’ll bite you if you disagree. ▐ FLUFF, ANGST, OR SMUT: Love me some fluff, I can do good angst in moderation, and smut... well, it’s something I greatly enjoy doing but rarely get the chance to. ▐ PLOTS OR MEMES: I am honestly really bad at plotting with a partner. If you have an idea you can pitch it but in terms of figuring out something myself, I’ll go blank most of the time. I love memes, though. Just throw memes at me. Let me drown myself in them. ▐ LONG OR SHORT REPLIES: My posts tend to blow into long posts whether I want them to or not. Short replies are fine, but like sometimes I just don’t have the self-restraint okay. ▐ BEST TIME TO WRITE: All the time. In a striped sweater. ▐ ARE YOU LIKE YOUR MUSES: On a surface level, not really, most of the time. But on a deeper level, I tend to find myself relating to them more and more... oh and me and Undyne are both gay so there’s that. A lot of my female muses tend to be gay.
#Scrawny nerd that doesn't even lift. // OOC //#Anything you can do I can do better! // Dash Games //
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GET TO KNOW YOUR RP PARTNER! ( repost, please don’t reblog )
tagged by: stole borrowed it from @xtremedge tagging: Soulja boy voice: if you’re wearing socks I tag Y O U
BASICS
▐ NAME: Fletcher ▐ PRONOUNS: they/them ▐ SEXUALITY: Gay af ▐ TAKEN OR SINGLE: Single ▐ FIVE FACTS:
I’m currently writing an oc Story on AO3 based upon the D.angan R.onpa franchise called A Quarter Past Despair. I’ve been planning it for about a year now and it’s the biggest endeavor I’ve taken of a project on my own.
I’m a huge punk rock and metalhead. Anyone that’s seen my music tastes here on the blog would have realized that though lmao
I’m a huge Civ V player, especially now that I’ve gotten Vox Populi installed. That being said I hate the Aztecs in that game fUCK YOU MONTY STOP TRYING TO SNEAK ATTACK ME ALL THE DAMN TIME.
I’m 19 and I’m going to be 20 come May 31st. Shit I’m getting old
I run like. A ton of blogs. Aside from here, I also run @crackshoting @spacebountied @gvsto @bakespies @hustleborn @maloware and a couple others that are in varying stages of being completed. No I don’t rp all of them at once that would be. torture on me.
EXPERIENCE
▐ HOW LONG ( YEARS/MONTHS ): God I’ve been rping since like?? 8th grade??? which would mean it’s been like 7 years? ▐ PLATFORMS USED: Roblox (don’t laugh) Discord, Tumblr. ▐ BEST EXPERIENCE: As much as I love tumblr rp... I’ve got to say I kinda prefer Discord Servers just because I don’t need to worry about formatting or icons as much, and it’s easier to sit down and write something without having to go over it again and again and again, and it’s easier to jump into a thread too.
MUSE PREFERENCES
▐ GENDER: Anyone that knows me know that I. Tend to rper masculine characters a lot more than feminine ones (although anyone that knows me knows me will remember my old Monkey Pink blog because I love that girl so much). I dunno, I think I just relate more to masculine characters due to being pretty masculine presenting irl. ▐ FAVORITE FACE: My own.
▐ FLUFF, ANGST, OR SMUT: I love all of them . . . but I think I prefer Angst the most because pure fluff or pure smut can get. tiresome really fast. ▐ PLOTS OR MEMES: As much as I like plotting I kinda prefer memes if only because I’m horrible at keeping a lengthy plot going for dozens of replies. In fact I haven’t had a thread go over 50 replies since my days rping f.uyuhiko k.uzu.ryuu
▐ LONG OR SHORT REPLIES: Long replies! I’m a very wordy person and I just. Like being wordy lmao. ▐ BEST TIME TO WRITE: My schedule is so over the place, but generally any time from 10:00 pm to 1:00 am are when you’ll best catch me writing! ▐ ARE YOU LIKE YOUR MUSES: No???? I’d have long since been arrested if I was anything like Nack lmaooooo. While Nack is a dirty nasty naughty crime boy, I’m. Always tried and just want to sleep tbh.
#| ✖. OOC 🐻 ❝ нey мr. dj leт тнe мυѕeѕ тaĸe мe υndergroυnd. ❞ |#| ✖. MUN 🐻 ❝ ιт'ѕ daт ғleтcнer oн ѕнιт waddυp. ❞ |#| ✖. MEME 💰 ❝ ιм geттιng paιd ғor doιng тнιѕ rιgнт ? ❞ |#// *shruggles*
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ABRAM KELVIN’S RP PLOTTING CHEAT-SHEET
WANT NEW-AND-EXCITING PLOTS FOR YOUR CHARACTER? LONG TO REACH OUT TO MORE OF YOUR FOLLOWERS, BUT DON’T KNOW WHERE TO START? FEAR NOT! FILL OUT THIS FORM AND GIVE YOUR RP PARTNERS BOTH PRESENT AND FUTURE ALL THE OF JUICY JUMPING OFF POINTS THEY NEED TO HELP YOU GET YOUR CHARACTERS ACQUAINTED.
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MUN NAME: Bru OOC CONTACT: discord is the best way to get ahold of me but Tumblr IM works too.
WHO THE FRICK IS ABRAM KELVIN ANYWAY:
BEFORE THE RAZE. Abram’s life was pretty simple before his hometown was torched to the ground. He was born and raised in Helena, MT to Edward and Jenevive Kelvin who absolutely adored him. He was a loud, stubborn boy who had a difficult time making friends and preferred to keep to himself ( he was diagnosed with Asperger’s syndrome when he was four ). His interests included art, the motorcycles and cars in his dad’s garage, and aircrafts. His little brother was born when he was 11 and Abram absolutely loved being an older brother. When trouble started to arise, Abram was very vocal about it, and he was easily upset and angered when his parents tried to sweep it under the rug. When he was 16 his hometown was razed and among all the commotion, Abram was separated from his family.
AXIOM. Scouts from one of the only remaining militias left on the planet picked up a scared, lonely, lost 16 year old Abram sometime after Helena was burnt to the ground and he was relocated to Pittsburgh. Though he was in a “safe” place, things did not become easier. Abram never did learn to keep his mouth shut and it got him into a great amount of trouble through the years. His superiors smacked him around whenever he spoke out and Abram spent much of his teenage years hiding in the sewers beneath Pittsburgh. He continued to be a skeptical, easily upset, and he quickly learned that puffing up and fighting back kept people from hurting him. He was taught how to pilot helicopters and planes and was enlisted as a large cargo transporter. Abram met sharpshooter, Aika Hiroshi, when he was in his early 20s, and their daughter Murasaki ( who later dubbed herself Sprout ) was born when he was 26. Aika died sometime after Sprout’s birth.
NOW. It’s just been Abram and Sprout for a while. Abram prefers to keep a low profile within Axiom. When Abram caught wind that his estranged family was possibly in the Seattle area, he requested to be posted there. Him and Sprout relocated to the Northwest. Three prisoners who were familiar with his brother arrived, and that’s when shit really hits the fan.
POINTS OF INTEREST:
SPROUT: There is absolutely nothing more important in Abram’s life than his daughter and her safety and well-being. God help anyone who gets between the two of them. She’s the only living family Abram has left. He will be out for blood if he even thinks someone or something poses a threat to her.
AIRCRAFTS AND MECHANICS: Abram is a highly skilled pilot and mechanic. He can pilot and repair anything he gets his hands on and give you all the deals on that particular aircraft or vehicle ( special interests ayyyyye ).
BRUISER: Not only has he been trained to fight, he is very good at it and it is often times his first instinct to just start hitting when faced with a threat. Abram can throw a punch, he throws them hard, and he doesn’t stop hitting until he feels they have learned their lesson. He is loud, he is angry, and he is aggressive.
WEAPONS: God knows Abram Kelvin loves his guns and his knives. He’s an excellent shot who very rarely misses his target.
ART: Not everything about him is hard and mean. He’s an avid fan of physical arts--paintings, drawings, sculptings, that ugly “modern art”, even architecture!! Abram’s own personal preferred medium is colored pencils, mostly because they are what is most convenient. If someone can get him talking, he might be able to go on for hours. Special interests strike again.
STIMS: If you pay enough attention, you’ll pick up on his stimming behavior. Even then, you might not even realize that’s what it is. It’s just part of the Asperger’s syndrome and his stims are all pretty subtle. He wiggles his fingers when he’s excited/happy, presses his face into his hands when he’s stressed, rests his face on cool surfaces when he’s anxious. He tends to drag his hands against rough surfaces to refocus his attention. He’ll do something with either his own hair or Sprout’s hair to calm himself down.
SURVIVE: When it comes down to it, Abram is the way he is for one reason: to get by in the world. His aggression, his anger, and his skepticism are all survival mechanisms. It keeps people at bay and decreases the likelihood of either himself or his daughter being put in harms way.
WHAT THEY’VE BEEN UP TO RECENTLY:
After relocating to Washington with Sprout and getting caught up with a rag tag team of misfits, crossing the country with them, and having his daughter taken from him by the goons who he used to work for, Abram’s making his way from New York back to Washington. He’s on his own again, deciding to break off from the rest of the group as he blames them for Sprout being taken in the first place. Of course, this is all very verse and interaction dependent.
WHERE TO FIND THEM:
ANYWHERE: Abram’s like a ghost. He’s given his assignment, he packs up his helicopter, and he takes off. He keeps to himself, gets the job done quickly, puts a bullet through anyone who gets in his way, and goes home to his daughter. He could be anywhere in the country at any point.
"HOME”: Wherever that might be. At the moment, it’s Washington. Before that, it was Pittsburgh. Abram doesn’t consider anyplace “home”, though. Not really. It’s just wherever he happens to be living at the time with Sprout. That’s “home”.
THE PRISON: Occasionally he acts as a prison guard for Axiom. He’s not a fan of the torture they put upon people but he’ll stand guard outside the cells and put people in their place. He’s good at it.
THE GARAGE: Sometimes vehicles need fixing and Abram comes in. The garage is sort of his happy place, if you will. He gets lost in the mechanics and Sprout is aloud to come with him. She mostly sits quietly on the side and plays with the tools while her dad does whatever work needs to be done.
CURRENT PLANS:
GET SPROUT BACK: That is priority number one right now. Get his daughter back, kill the bastards who took her, find a safe place far away from Axiom and anyone else, and live out the rest of their lives in peace. It’s a very loosely pieced together plan but that’s what he’s got and he’s determined.
DESIRED INTERACTIONS:
Main verse stuff is always fun. This doesn’t have to follow the events of The Burning World to a T because it’s a bit of a confusing timeline. Basically anything in a zombie apocalypse setting is cool. But I’m honestly down for lots of things. There’s very little I won’t be willing to write.
OFFERED INTERACTIONS:
The bruiser. The mechanic. The pilot. The artist. Abram’s a total dick and I can’t promise our muses will get along splendidly but there’s a few things that can happen here. Sprout is often featured on this blog as well. If your muse can get through to Sprout, they might be able to get through to Abram. Got an interaction going on with Perry’s?? Even better!! If it’s set in a modern verse, your muse will probably be acquainted with Abram anyway.
ANYTHING ELSE?:
Just come plot w/ me tbh I’m super lame and I love Abram Kelvin and all his flaws.
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Knowing your partner well makes writing together a lot easier. Tag this with the people you enjoy roleplaying with but want to get to know better.
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BASICS
NAME: Ko AGE: 25 PRONOUNS: Doesn’t matter really but most people use female ones because I generally present as what’s considered female. SEXUALITY: Hoo boy. About 75% of the way to homosexual and grey asexual. ZODIAC SIGN: Sagittarius. TAKEN OR SINGLE: Taken by a fUCKING NERD WHO DOESN’T UNDERSTAND PHYSICS AND IS WORKING ON A FUCKING FISSION REACTOR IN HIS RP PROJECT SO GUESS WHO’S STUCK WRITING THAT UP. THANKS BAE. Y U DO THIS TO ME. (he’s never gonna see this so i’m gonna yell it at him. He’s laughing at me.) THREE FACTS:
I am lactose intolerant and I cry about it regularly. I miss being able to eat as much ice cream as I want.
I was accepted to a pretty good college to study theoretical physics, but ultimately decided I couldn’t afford it and am now attending a tech school for medical assisting so I can get practical experience and become a phsyician’s assistant. I’m pretty glad that’s how it turned out because I realized about five years ago that I hate any math more complicated than trig.
I speak just enough Spanish to have overheard a lady telling someone that she went into a Popeye’s bathroom once and discovered someone shit in the sink while I was taking a piss today. I had to ask her to repeat it in English because I had to have heard that wrong. I didn’t. I really wish I had, though. I’ll never look at Popeye’s the same.
EXPERIENCE
PLATFORMS YOU’VE USED: Some forum I don’t remember the name of, Gaia Online, Skype, Chatzy, MSPARP (don’t look at me like that), and Tumblr. BEST EXPERIENCE: The time my boyfriend said he’d rather see that one Reaper in women’s underwear fanart than my hermaphrodite robot porn while we were RPing Overwatch as Mei and Zenyatta. He really likes that tiny demon and I apologize for him, but I want you to just take that in for a minute. Reaper with his dick out in panties was less traumatic for my straight, cis boyfriend. WORST EXPERIENCE: Remembering my first five years or so of RP. They were hamfisted, childish attempts at writing. Started from the bottom now we here!
MUSE PREFERENCE
FEMALE OR MALE: I used to prefer male muses, but now that Tumblr RP has improved in that female muses don’t get shit on as much, I’m pretty even. FAVOURITE FACE: I’m going to pick five. Lucy Liu (lowkey why I use her as an FC), Chris Pine (IDK why man, don’t ask, I just have a thing for Chris Pine), Freema Agyeman, Idris Elba, and Lucy Lawless (because I cannot forget Xena Warrior Princess and how fuckin gay it was) LEAST FAVOURITE FACE: Benedict Cumberbatch. There are many reasons. The number one reason is that I think he looks like a mutant potato and yet everyone and their moms think he’s hot. MULTI OR SINGLE: I prefer single but if you’re so damn good that I can get past the fact that you’re a multi (IDK why I hate it so much tbh) I will 100% write with you anyway.
WRITING PREFERENCE
FLUFF, ANGST OR SMUT: I prefer comedy, actually. I don’t really write smut anymore. I used to when I was younger and hormonal and other people wanted me to write it, but now you gotta like, bribe me with snacks. I do like fluff and angst, though - and even then it’s usually laced with comedy. PLOTS OR MEMES: Let me just preface this with the statement that I am meme trash and I know that’s not what this means but shhh. I like both. LONG OR SHORT REPLIES: I prefer long replies because I tend to write pretty fast when I have muse and no one wants to see a block of 15 replies from me in a row on their dash because we’re doing short replies. Long replies take me more time. BEST TIME TO WRITE: Two o’clock in the morning. ARE YOU LIKE YOUR MUSE(S): Hmm. A little, in that I’m easily frustrated dealing with people who are significantly less intelligent than I am, but I don’t show it half as much Missy does. I just text someone and bitch about it while I fake smile my way through the interaction. Other than that, no, not really. As for Zenyatta, who I haven’t written in a while but who is still near and dear to my heart, I had a lot of people I talked to OOC in the OW RP fandom who were convinced I was actually secretly Zenyatta, because I give very good advice most of the time.
TAGGING: idk man if ur reading this and u feel like doing it consider urself tagged i rly hate calling people out like that
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Hey, I want to start posting my own art but i don't know if i should do it on tumblr or instagram...which one should i choose? i noticed that you use both, but all your art has your blog URL... any thoughts?
Okay so here’s my best attempt to answer this, it got a bit long sorry! ^ ^;
I think different people have vastly different experiences posting art on various social media platforms depending on what you post, how you want to present it, how many followers you have, and how you regularly interact/WANT to interact with those followers.
I technically have an instagram which I tried to get myself to restart using after my last convention since so many cosplayers use it, and i tried putting a very small amount of art on there but tbh it’s already fallen back to its original use, which is to sometime post photos to tumblr through it ^ ^; I realized Instagram’s not a great platform for me personally to post art because 1) I personally do not have a lot of followers on it, 2) of those followers, many are rl people who found me through fb which i try to keep separated from my fandom blogs, 3) Instagram heavily controls image dimensions so it’s not great if you frequently post tall or long posts and the majority of my art is portrait, 4) Instagram is good for individual aesthetic images, not so great for long story-telling multi-page comics, which is a lot of what I do, 5) I’m not entirely sure how people find your blog on instagram since no reblogging and tags and stuff seem strange and most of the attention seems to come from people who already follow you, and I’m too tired to learn another social media platform now, and 6) Instagram is full of a TON of art theft and I’ve had too many personal bad experiences to have a good impression of the platform as a whole.
So uh, yep, in other words for me Instagram is mostly for cosplay, selfies, pet pics, and merch pics ^ ^;
I also post on Twitter, but that has its fair share of issues too. It, like instagram, is pretty bad for posting portrait images and works better with square/landscape aligned images. It absolutely SUCKS for long comics and multi-page things because the previews are awful. The text limitation is also pretty miserable for someone like me who loves talking a LOT on my posts. It also has a really weird HUGE hit or miss gap between art posts, and I feel like the amount of followers or comments you get per successful art post is far fewer than Tumblr, though others may have different experiences. It IS good for connecting to a less English and tbh far less America-centric community though ^ ^;
I personally prefer to use Tumblr as my main art posting platform for several reasons, some simply because I’ve been more successful here and that’s motivation to continue, and some also just because of what I post. This was the first fandom social media I was really active on, and I’ve been active for YEARS and have sloooooooooooooowly but steadily gained more success, bit by tiny bit through various fandoms (so yeah, tons of art posts with only single digit notes? been there, done that WHOO).
Because Tumblr’s been my main social media, I’ve gotten used to formatting my art specifically for it. Almost all of my art uses Tumblr’s ideal image posting proportions (2 width: 3 height, for those wondering, anything taller blurs), and I’ve learned to take advantage of Tumblr’s vertical scrolling to make posts that stand out when you speed scroll. I’m also the kind of artist who again, rarely posts a “look a pretty picture anyone can appreciate” type art, and more “here’s a really obscure hyper specific AU comic that you’ll have to follow all the links and read the text to appreciate,” type work. This latter means that being able to write long comments (and being able to put it beneath a cut), add links to other posts, and properly tag is really important.
I’ve also found that when I personally post this hyper specific content, on Tumblr and only Tumblr of my social media platforms do I get significant feedback. This is almost entirely because my own unique followers are truly amazing and I’m so incredibly grateful to them, but also partially because there’s so many methods of feedback for people at various comfort levels. There’s the askbox, which I can respond to publicly and where people can send anon if that’s easier. There’s IMs, which I can rarely respond to but it’s an option. There’s replies and comments in reblogs of posts. And there’s tags for people who want to ramble but don’t necessarily look for responses from me. The combination of all of these results in quite a decent amount of feedback that I can enjoy ^ ^; And again, this isn’t for every post; I find that art with less specific context, even if it gets exponentially more notes just don’t have the same type of feedback as my more specific content. And experiences will vary heavily between users, but this is just the community that I feel has grown around my own art here (Thank you all, dear followers, you’re all amazing ;A;).
Tumblr’s url is the one stamped on all of my work because it’s the one I’ve created my brand on, it’s the one that contains all of my content as I meant for it to be seen (comments, tags, links to other related posts and all) so it’s the one that most of my reposts on my other social media link to anyway, and also to be blunt, it has many more times the number of followers than all of my other social medias combined >.
Of course, Tumblr has plenty of cons too. As noted above, but horizontal images are CRAP to post on Tumblr bc they take the least amount of space when you’re vertically scrolling so even it’s a ridiculously huge and detailed long post, it’ll barely blip on most dashes. There’s a limit of 10 images, which can be annoying for me sometimes as a comic artist who has to work around that. Tumblr also does this ridiculously stupid thing where it resizes the image that appears on the dash so it’s really crappy quality and it’s a pain for people to open up the actual resolution image. Tumblr also has, ah, a very specific and rather hostile culture around many things, and depending on what you post you could get a lot of unsavory comments that will be a LOT more rare on other platforms. I’ve found that users on other platforms tend to understand the “You control what you consume,” concept a lot better ^ ^;;;; And given the above various forms of interacting with your followers that I’ve listed above, this also means that people have a variety of tools to make you feel like crap too! And then there’s all that stuff about safety mode going on recently, among other problems. Not a perfect platform, not by a LONG shot.
So which social media platform will be right for you? Again, it really, REALLY depends. If rl people follow you on one or the other and you want or DON’T want them to see it, that’s a factor. If you’re used to talking to your followers on one account and maybe they’d be interested in seeing something else from you, that’s an option. If you want to divide personal from fandom or combine them, that’s a factor. If you prefer more “artistic” or aesthetic art, perhaps instagram and twitter would work far better for you than me. If you have a certain art orientation you prefer, that’s a factor (again: Instagram = square, Twitter = square/landscape, Tumblr = portrait/square). If you want to write a lot of comments or post multi-page work, perhaps Tumblr is better. And of course, it certainly doesn’t hurt to try posting on multiple simultaneously and seeing what works for you, which could be everything!
But most importantly, please don’t get too discouraged if your work does not immediately get the response you were hoping it’d get. Gaining a following takes time and there are so many factors involved beyond your skill level alone, including the popularity of the fandom if it’s fanart, timeliness, frequency of your posts, and the biggest one is sheer dumb luck. Most if not all followers won’t ever comment. Most of your followers won’t even bother to hit like. It WILL feel exhausting and unrewarding and thankless if you go into it for the notes alone. So please, it’ll be hard but it can be a wonderful and rewarding thing to share things you’ve put your love and passion into, so enjoy drawing, draw what you love, and share because you want to share that feeling ^ ^
Sorry this got SUPER long, but I hope it was somewhat helpful! ^ ^;
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