#I’ll get around to posting lore someday

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I never know how to caption these things, have another funky blue person 💙

[shikai-the-storyteller]

Who is Vegetta?

Had to wait until my hands stopped shaking for this one, I love Vegetta so much. He was recently — miraculously — announced for the QSMP, so here's a rundown for English fans of both who he is and his lore. 

Vegetta777 is a Spanish Youtuber who is one of, if not THE biggest pillar of the Spanish community. He's been doing content for over 15 years now.

He's the creator of the Karmaland series, which he started when he was around Quackity's age.

I cannot emphasize enough: Vegetta doesn't do series or events or tournaments EVER, so him accepting the invitation is a huge deal. This was his exact commentary on it:

Vegetta: Quackity me invitó hace tiempo y le dije que no suelo entrar a series que yo puedo controlar, pero le he dado ese voto de confianza, además le pregunté como sería la serie porque no quería nada competitivo y quackity me dijo que no me preocupara por nada. [...] Si yo confíe en quackity y él confío en mi para Karmaland pues yo le doy ese voto de confianza para esta serie que está haciendo y además se le veía emocionado al chaval, si te soy sincero, Quackity el hijo de Rubius de cierto modo Translation: Quackity invited me a while ago and I told him that I don't usually enter series that I can't control, but I have given him that vote of confidence, I also asked him how the series would be because I didn't want anything competitive, and Quackity told me not to worry about anything (does this confirm QSMP is an RP server? 🤔) [...] If I trust Quackity and he trusts me for Karmaland, well, I give him that vote of confidence for this series he's doing. And also the boy looked excited, if I'm honest, Quackity's the son of Rubius in a certain way. (🥺💕)

Vegetta is very fond of Quackity after interacting with him in Karmaland 5, and he's spoken multiple times about how much Quackity's impressed him. He also said Quackity will be bigger than him someday :') He's very supportive of the new generation, and he spoke highly of Spreen today too.

Vegetta is one of the most talented Minecraft builders out there, and he's fast

While most of the other Karmaland boys were still living in basic houses, Vegetta built a CASTLE within a super short time

Vegetta loves cats. In Karmaland he had an entire cat rescue with 50+ cats (and yes, he’s named every single one of them). IRL, he shares lots of adorable cat photos and videos. 

His skin, like his name, is based on the Dragon Ball character Vegeta. Vegetta777 is basically the yassified version of Vegeta (just like Phil is the yassified version of Uruhara).

In Karmaland 5, Vegetta was a bit of a wizard, and he had a flock of crows / ravens (remind you of anyone?) 

Vegetta is sometimes called "the father of Minecraft", so many people (myself included) are ESPECIALLY excited to see him and Phil interact because they have a lot of similarities.

Vegetta is one of the heroes of Karmaland and the unofficial leader of their group. In terms of lore, he's essentially a demigod / minor god, though it's not as direct as Sapo  Peta's contact with them.

Vegetta is typically a staunch rule-follower, however, since he's not in control of the series, he said: "I feel like Rubius: 'Let's see what I can do to destroy everything, let's look for all the legal loopholes,' get ready Quackity, I'm the new Rubius!" (LMAO)

Vegetta’s the king of “stay in your own lane” he never gets into drama or gets involved in controversies, he just watches the dumpster fires from the sidelines like the rest of us

He almost never wears a shirt in the series (and honestly? Good for him)

His character is also, canonically, absolutely shredded

It's impossible to talk about Vegetta's lore without also talking about Rubius, so buckle in because this one's a doozy. I can't cover everything without this post becoming longer than it already is, but I'll do my best to summarize what I can:

Starting with Karmaland 4 and continuing into Karmaland 5 and beyond, Rubius and Vegetta have created the world's most torturous slow-burn telenovela-esque love story.

Rubegetta (Rubius x Vegetta) is the most popular Karmaland ship that, to some extent, has become an inside joke between the boys and the community. I'll elaborate on this more in Rubius' post.

To simplify years and years of lore and drama, Rubius and Vegetta love each other, but they are incapable of being in an actual relationship. I've talked about it in depth before, but Vegetta said it best in this metaphor-filled exchange with Sapo Peta and Willy: Sapo Peta: I wanted to ask you about your relationship with that Rubius guy. Vegetta: Oh, yes well Rubius likes to be with me a lot, but at the same time he likes to snack everywhere, and he never finishes eating the morcilla (blood sausage). Sapo Peta: So he rejects you? Vegetta: It's not that he rejects me, it's that it doesn't finish clearing up, you know? We could say that our relationship is like a hamburger. WiIIy: You prepare it and he doesn't eat it. Vegetta: Exactly, he doesn't finish you know?

Or, as another person phrased it:

The fault doesn't just lie with Rubius however; Vegetta himself can be pretty oblivious.

In Karmaland 4, despite the fact Rubius and Vegetta had a kid together and got married, it still didn't resolve anything. As soon as the vows were said and they were married, Rubius revealed it was all just a ploy to get Vegetta's diamonds and immediately asked for a divorce.

You can watch a translated animation of the entire wedding here.

In Karmaland 5, after deciding he'd had enough of Rubius' BS, Vegetta decided to marry someone else (Lolito), but Rubius burst in at the last moment to stop the wedding. We all thought he'd finally confess his love and stop being so emotionally constipated, but instead he proposed to Lolito solely so Vegetta would remain single. (They're a mess, what can I say)

To quote a meme shared by another Spanish fan, Vegetta's reaction to that was basically: “You don’t want me to be with you, and you don’t want me to be with someone else. How miserable do I have to be for you to be happy?”

I do want to emphasize that even though Rubius and Vegetta sometimes have relationship issues / communication issues, it doesn’t diminish their friendship in the slightest. Even after both wedding disasters, they were back to speaking to each other the next week, being flirty and laughing together. Yes, they have issues, but their love for each other remains – despite everything.

(I should also note here that, even while engaged to Lolito, Vegetta was still flirty with Rubius).

Vegetta is very close friends with Luzu, who supported him during the fallout from both failed marriages.

In Karmaland 4, Rubius and Vegetta had a son named Brayan Dobluque (a mix of both their names).

There's too much Rubegetta lore for me to cover everything, but Glay has a massive thread of translated Rubegetta clips I highly recommend watching if you'd like more context.

One clip I recommend is the Meteor date, which is one of the few instances where Rubius is honest vis-à-vis his emotions with Vegetta.

As a whole, their friendship / relationship is a romcom novela for sure, but sometimes they'll catch you off-guard with some romantic BS that'll make your heart ache. They really do love each other; they just don't know how to commit.

Vegetta is bi! (Both real life Vegetta and character Vegetta). Pretty much every single character in Karmaland is on the ‘ol rainbow spectrum somewhere.

Lore aside, I feel like Vegetta, and pretty much all the Karmaland boys in general, have the least machismo (toxic masculinity) I've ever seen. They're all genuinely sweet guys who aren't afraid to be flirty and play gay characters in their queer little telenovela Minecraft series. (With the exception of Willy, who we like to joke is the "token straight friend"). Vegetta's a cool guy, and he's a great addition to the QSMP. I'm excited for you all to meet him!

Other info posts:

Who is Sapo Peta? | Who is Luzu? | Who is Spreen?

[ask-robokasa-and-rui]

Lore Post//

Rui please!

I just wanna talk to her…

You look like you didn’t have your morning coffee!

I just wanna talk to her…

The only people who should know about Robokasa should be me, you and the people that went through his making!

I don’t really care, It’s not like I’ll go “Oh Airi! Tsukasa is alive! Aah!” Because he’s not! I just want to hear her side of the story and her experience with Tsukasa.

What if it just…spills out?!

Minori, calm down…I don’t even think she’ll talk to me like a normal person…

Rui co-HEY WAIT!!!

Rui and Minori run to the back of the diner.

Meanwhile, Airi and Shizuku were walking away from the diner

Ah, what a day it was! We have to come here again someday, those doroyakis were so good!

Bad news, it’s going to be on air. So our fans will come there to find us. Meaning? It’s less safe for us now…

Ah…you’re right…we’ll have to get wigs to disguise ourselves…

You think those will work?

Miss Airi!

Huh?

Airi and Shizuku turn around to see the people back at the diner running at them.

Can I have a minute with you!

Oh, those are the ones from the diner...!

Let's get out of here...

Airi takes Shizuku's hand and walks faster, faster than Rui's running.

Wait-! Sigh...they're getting away...

Rui come oooon...Is it really that important?!

It is for me! I want to know more about the human and real Tsukasa! If she was his friend, she should know a lot.

Rui...

I'm going after her!

Fine!! I'm going back to Kanade then!

Gotcha!!

He says, as he runs to where the two idols went.

Airi and Shizuku had to part ways in case those "people from the diner" are following them. The place Airi stopped by was in front of a tech store, it was eerily quiet and empty. But that was fine.

Finally...I'm alone...And-

Miss Airi!!!

-?!?

Please wait! I just need a minute to talk!

Oh holy another crazy obsessed fan...

I just need a minute!!

Airi didn't listen and started running-

No...Do-!! DO YOU KNOW WHO TSUKASA TENMA IS?!

-until she stooped. She looked back at Rui with a look of surprise.

Y-...You...

Airi charged at Rui and gripped his neck as she pushed him against a wall.

HOW DO YOU KNOW THAT NAME!?

Agh-!! Y-You kinda said his name during the interview...!

I ONLY SAID HIS FIRST NAME!!! HOW DO YOU KNOW HIS LAST!?

I can tell you if you stop choking me...!

Fine.

Airi lets go of Rui

Gah-! Cough cough!! Thanks...

Now what do you want.

Cough! I want to know more about Tsukasa.

Know more? You already know him?

Ah-...No, I-I only heard of him...and I was curious...

Curiosity led you to follow me around?

Yeah okay I know Tsukasa...

How?

I ...I can't tell you...

Then how am I supposed to believe you?

I....This is going nowhere...I have to tell her if I want her to believe me but-

Well?

-I can't tell her about the robot Tsukasa! What should I do...

Okay...I'm leaving-

Fine. I'll tell you but...please don't freak out.

Hm.

Rui takes a deep breath...

Months ago...I found a robot in a junk yard, the robot's name was Tsukasa. And a few days ago, I learned that the robot Tsukasa was based off of another Tsukasa...a human one...one that died. And well...Robot Tsukasa doesn't have great access to his memories yet....So I want to learn more about him!

Rui said before he put his hand on his chest. Airi was looking at Rui with a look of surprise, then she laughed.

Ahahaha! Yeah right! Tsukasa? As a robot? Can't get more ridiculous.

I'm telling the truth!!

And I don't believe you! Later.

Ugh...

"Rui! There you are..."

Huh?

Rui turned around to see Tsukasa. Airi did the same which made her stop.

It's getting late! Why aren't you coming home?

T-...Tsukasa...?!

Huh?

Airi and Tsukasa made eye contact.

Uh...this is akward. Tsukasa-

Rui looked into Tsukasa's robot eyes. Rui always compared Tsukasa's robotic eyes with eyes of puppets and porcelain dolls. But the seconds he looked in those eyes...they looked....real. Like a human eye.

Airi...?

Said a raspy voice. Both Rui and Airi flinched at the sound, only to realize it came from Tsukasa.

Is that you....?

T-Tsukasa...No!! I left you, Asahi and Haruka!! I won't talk to you!!

Airi...Airi!! Do you hear me?! AIRIII!!!

Tsukasa pushed Rui away and ran towards Airi.

IYAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!

Airi screamed in terror as she ran away, Tsukasa following her from behind.

T-Tsukasa!! Airi!!

Rui ran after the two.

As Airi was running, she got cornered in an alleyway. Tsukasa was coming near. Her eye caught a knife on the ground. She picked it up, pointing it towards the approaching robot.

Airiiii....!!!

GET AWAY!!!! LEAVE ME ALONE PLEASE!!!! I'M SO SICK OF THIS!!!!

AIRIIII!!!!

I DON'T NEED TO HEAR YOU OR HARUKA'S SCREAMS ANYMORE!!!! STEP AWAY OR BE GONE!!!!

AIRIIIIII!!!!!

DIEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!

Airi charged at Tsukasa with the knife, Tsukasa still approaching her. Meanwhile, Rui found the two and ran in the alleyway.

Airi-! Tsukasa-!! Both of you!! Calm do-AAAGH!!!!

Rui let out a pained scream. A horrendous pain spiked in his stomac.

A knife.

The knife Airi was holding, aimed at Tsukasa, went through Rui's body.

A...A....

Rui collapsed. Falling in front of Tsukasa.

Kamishiro...

Tsukasa said. Rui could hear pain in the voice, and slight anger. The last thing Rui could see was Tsukasa charging at Airi. The last thing he could hear was Airi letting out a blood curdling scream.

Tags: @aspenii @bobcross1010 @blankblyke @mizuribbons @mai-mai-mai @kiwi-does-stuff @scodscod @dazeddoofus @kusanagi-nene-official-mod

[inumbrapugnabimus-maybe]

remember this guy? I finally found a design for him I really like :D

More designs, a poll, and also some lore under the cut

Some less polished, alternate versions :)

if you like the brown leather armor more than blue lemme know

ok so here are a few things!

First, he’s very colorful now! This is because he’s a member of the nobility, and, being rich, he can afford color! It’s also kinda an unofficial sign of status.

he honestly doesn’t wear it for this reason, although he’s aware of what bright colors imply (to an extent). He just really likes colors XD

second, most everyone has long hair in this culture. Shorter hair is a sign of, well, slavery (which is, sadly, a thing; it’s been recently made illegal but the law is not well enforced… for reasons)

men wear their hair down and women typically cover theirs. It doesn’t need to be fully covered, although richer women usually prefer this.

I totally didn’t make all this up bc I wanted to give all my guy characters long hair XD

someday I’ll get around to posting actual official character posts or smth but for now I can’t even decide this poor kid’s name…

I could use some help so here are some ideas I’ve got

(if you wanna know more abt what kind of names I’m looking for, look below the poll)

ok sooo

I’m looking for something old and potentially Celtic? But I honestly don’t love any of these… none of them quite fit…

this guy is very joyful and bright, a bit goofy and very determined to keep everyone’s spirits up. He’s definitely a bit idealistic and naive, and he’s kinda a free spirit! He finds the world beautiful and wonderful, and kindaaa ignores flaws a bit too much. One of the key things he has to learn during the story is responsibility and duty.

So if anyone has a name that evokes that (zero pressure lol) I would be endlessly grateful

a random fact about my story: no matter what happens, I am determined to find a way to include mountain lions.

[trans-luis-serra-navarro]

I remember there was a headcanon about Luis attending a school that had secret connections with Umbrella. Now I can't help but think if Leon and Luis have a kid, they would do extensive background checks on schools their kid would attend, because they'll want to make sure none of those schools were associated with Umbrella/have ties to corrupt companies/organizations.

Thank you so much for sending in an ask!!!!!!! But yesyesyesyesyes I know the headcannon you’re talking about!!!!!! From memory I think either @geddy-leesbian or @hamartia-grander made some pretty extensive posts going into this idea??? Either way its really fascinating to think about!!!!

For those of you who don’t know, the headcannon/theory basically revolves around the fact that Luis was able to graduate school seemingly pretty quickly/was considered a ‘child prodigy’, and that in-universe theres a few characters who attended schools created specifically by Umbrella to essentially indoctrinate them; one of the most notable being the Umbrella Executive Training School that William and Wesker attended.

Umbrella has a few random facilities like this (like the Rockford Prison) And considering the fact that Europe seemed to be a relatively big hub for Umbrella, it DEFINITELY wouldn’t be much of a stretch to say that they’d have a similar school with the intent of training/indoctrinating ‘child prodigies’ to work for them in the future, and it’d be even less pf a stretch to assume that Luis, who came from a VERY sheltered religious background, would be a very easy subject to pick (cuz! yippee!! capitalist grooming am i right or am i right!!) It’d also absolutely lend a hand to why Luis grabbed as many items as he could and just BOOKED IT immediately after finding out what their plans for Nemesis REALLY were (I could talk about that part of his life/that realisation for HOURS oh my GOD)

EDIT I FORGOT TO ADD: Umbrella on some level does work quite like a cult. I’ll link a post that does a MUCH better job explaining it than I could in the replies of this post, but creating facilities for the sole purpose of indoctrinating already vulnerable young people into being on board with your project and isolating them from friends and family is like. Cult behaviour 101 BFNEHENDJDJ which is VERY painful to think about how Luis got roped into cults THREE times. Valdelobos before Saddler showed up wasn’t EXPLICITLY a cult, but considering it was isolated from modern society and heavily Catholic theres a strong argument to be made- then of course theres Umbrella- then of course he was blackmailed into working with Los Illuminados. I’ll make a post going deeper into that SOMEDAY, but like,,,, just the tragedy of his life being one big cycle he cant break is just. So devastating man are you KIDDING ME

I’m not like. SUUUUUPER knowledgeable on super obscure lore stuff like locations/facilities etc, so if you have a question about that specifically @highball66 would probably be a better person to ask!!!!

But again we know like. NOTHING about the inbetween time between Luis running away from Valdelobos as a child and him popping up as one of Umbrella’s top scientists other than the fact that he was a child prodigy and he excelled in college- hell even the dates/ages get kinda wonky at times BHFNEHENEUDNSIS but also this is Resident Evil where things get wonky a lot of the time so!!! Eh!!!!!!!

I have my own personal theory on what he did during that time inbetween I would be SO MORE THAN HAPPY to ramble about HDNEHENDJDN

BUT TO THE POINT OF YOUR QUESTION!!! YES!!!!!!!! ABSOLUTELY!!!!!!!!!! Plus just in general with Leon having a lot more enemies than friends, doing background checks on teachers or whatever would probably seem like paranoia to an outsider but to them?????? Nah you can NEVER be safe. Plus Leon’s like, a government agent- he obviously doesn’t have a TON of autonomy but I can imagine he at least has SOME power to dig up information on people. AND, the both of them literally went through hell and back to save Ashley, who was kidnapped right under the presidents nose- So like!! Hell yeah they’d be paranoid abt where their kids going man!!!!!!!! Rightfully so I think!!!

[twentyfivemiceinatrenchcoat]

top 5 wips you’re most excited to write? :D

AH …. anon my beloved 🥺🥺🥺 tysm for giving me an excuse to talk about them!!!! i have a whole bunch but here are the ones i’m most excited for/planning to write soon :3 hopefully

TITLES ARE STILL UNDER CONSTRUCTION BTW but if you know where any of them are from you get a big gold star ⭐️

it’s your touch that i need

the best friend’s brother!satoru fic that i’m planning on posting next….. i’m . Unsure if i’ll have time to post it this week but :’3 i’ll get it done!!! honestly i just think bfb!toru is insanely attractive so this is mostly an outlet for that but . i have a plot mapped out kind of… the unrequited love trope is just perfect for him but it’s Me so it’ll probably be less angsty and more funny/bittersweet !!

here’s a snippet from it <3

”you’re a good kid,” he says, and his smile teeters on the edge of something apologetic. mostly, it’s pitying. ”there are lots of people out there for you.” the weight of his palm on your head is usually a comfort, but like this? it’s a specific kind of torture. he ruffles your hair, as affectionate as ever, the same as it’s always been. not a trace of any romantic intent. there are lots of people out there for you. (i know, you want to tell him, but your voice is raspy and your throat feels sort of dry. i know. but i want you.)

hunter, you were human

my neglected mer!sugu fic…… our beloved fish man….. one day. i’ll write it out. i’m having some trouble deciding the order of events + general formatting of the outline so 😭😭 i’m a bit stuck. i’ll get there though!!! this au has angst potential but it’s Me so trust that this will be fluffy and nothing else. lots of banter and cutesy moments. i have a lotttt of thoughts about this au and character/reader dynamic so….. i’m. really excited to eventually write it all out!!! i love him sm :cc

“i don’t really like freshwater.” … your eyes widen. his voice is silky, smooth, like a silver river running from the forked tip of his tongue; a melodic lilt that makes you think of the lullaby your mother used to sing you to sleep with. a long, slow moment passes you by, like the rocking of a rusty ship. silently, your tongue forms around a bundle of words, your mouth gaping like a fish out of water. staring at the merman in your bathtub. “you can talk?!”

consider the hairpin turn

THE BELOVEDEST OF THEM ALL …… my extremely neglected best friend’s brother!kenjaku fic T_T my magnum opus even . i started writing it out a while ago but had to stop bc i can’t decide how to format it …. i think it’d be best to tell the story through a lot of flashbacks but it’s difficult to decide where to put what flashbacks in a way that doesn’t disturb the flow, yk??? but i do have everything outlined and i’m super excited to finally post it :33 someday… bfb!kenny is the actual loml i have so much lore planned for him. this fic is just a whole bunch of yearning and tension… the tiniest tiniest bit suggestive bc he truly makes me ill.

nervously, your gaze trails towards the stairs. worried, your teeth gnawing at your bottom lip. kenjaku notices. a large palm cradles your cheek; making sure your eyes stay locked onto his own. ”don't worry about him,” he soothes, a rough thumb smoothing down your skin. ”it’s just us here… just you and me. why don’t you take a deep breath for me, hm?” (you do. without thinking. as if your body was waiting for instructions, waiting to satiate this gnawing desire to impress him, make him proud. be good for him.)  “now,” he exhales, in tandem with you, molecules mingling together. “do you want this?” 

only in the next world

ANOTHER DEARLY BELOVED WIP that’s been rotting in my drafts for a while ….. 👉👈 i think that out of all of these fics this is the first one that i wrote the outline to?? probably even before i made this blog. it’s basically just a canon-aligned au where gojo navigates his maybe-possibly-feelings for you, a new teacher at jujutsu high!! sooo really just my attempt to write what i view as a more canon-aligned gojo and his feelings towards love :3 mostly character-centered fluff and slowburn… some office au vibes…. i’m very fond of this reader!! and i love this version of gojo so bad i really hope i can do him justice…

“they’re a softie, huh?” shoko exhales — smoke drifting past her lungs, mingling with the cold air, a stench of tobacco that makes him crinkle his nose. ”they are,” she hums, glancing at him out of the corner of her eye. a dangerously knowing look. “it’s not often someone captures your attention.” gojo smiles. ”is that what it seems like?” he drawls, almost a chuckle. closing his eyes and thinking of you, the fading scent of your perfume. ”well, who knows.” (certainly not him.)

signs of affection

my sickeningly fluffy cult leader geto fic <333 bc i’m spreading the agenda that he is a puppy of a man towards his s/o. this one is just meant to be funny and sweet!! i adoreee the thought of him dating a retired sorcerer with a normal ass job so in this one the reader works at a preschool…. and they’re meant to attend some kind of event for the preschool + is offered to bring a plus one. mild chaos ensues (geto doesn’t want to be anywhere near your non-sorcerer colleagues but he also wants to support you so he’s having a bit of a crisis rn…..) i LOVE this one and i’m so excited to write it out <333333 i think this geto is the most endearing man alive.

suguru blinks, eyelashes fluttering, gleaming under the shallow light of the lamppost just behind him. illuminating the peach-dyed flush dusting his ears, those wide pupils. and his lips, glossy with something cherry-flavoured, soon to curl up into a smile — fond, fond, fond. melting into your touch, basking in your long-sought attention. if he were a cat, you’re sure he'd be purring. he places one big palm over yours, where it rests on his cheek, and he stares. silently, like you’re the only thing worth seeing; dreamy galaxies inside his eyes, all honey and star clusters, leaking adoration. a milky way of love. ”… another,” he pleads, nosing at your fingertips.

[wouldntyou-liketoknow]

A Few More Lore-Bits for Cruz

That's right! More stuff that I didn't think to add to the boi's info page and am instead posting last-minute since my interest has been reignited!

Just a couple days ago, I remembered how the lovely @sammys-magical-au not only made a bunch of LixianEgos, but gave each of them a pet to reference irl Lixian's cat, Cookie. Something I can't believe I forgot to include when I first came up with Cruz as a gift-character for Sammy and @inkbedou. . .

Enter Macaroon: a vague little creature that seems like a ragdoll cat at first. If you happen to look at him too closely, you'll end up catching a glimpse of something ABSOLUTELY HORRIFIC in the rough shape of a feline.

I've already said that Cruz is doing business with EldritchPlier (and, by extension, Lunky and his friends). I have way too many WIPs on my plate, but I'll definitely write about their meeting/bargaining someday. Whatever form business comes in, there's always give and take. EldritchPlier may be an affront to nature and sanity itself, but he still knows that hard work deserves compensation. And Cruz is nothing if not a hard worker.

I know Eldritch isn’t quite so developed lore-wise, but we can all agree that he’s the ruthless type. A calculating monster who’s willing to lie, cheat, steal, manipulate, do whatever it takes to get what he wants. And what he typically wants, of course, is to lure victims into opening doors for him so he can snatch them away, never to be seen again. (I personally think he does this in order to get. . .let’s say fuel for whatever is going on at Plier Corporation.)

Now, being the way I am, I’ll say that Eldritch sees his contract with Cruz as a. . .special case. You know what kind of trope I’m talking about.

“Ħᵾᵯⱥꞥꞩ ⱥɍē ꝑīⱦīӻᵾł łīⱦⱦłē ꝑłⱥɏⱦħīꞥꞡꞩ, ⱦħīꞩ ꝋꞥē ɉᵾꞩⱦ ꞩēēᵯꞩ ⱥ ƀīⱦ ᵯꝋɍē ᵾꞩēӻᵾł ⱦħⱥꞥ ⱥꝟēɍⱥꞡē. . .ⱳⱥīⱦ, ħꝋłđ ꝋꞥ—₲ꝊĐĐȺᛗꞤ ĪȾ ħē’ꞩ ⱥȼⱦᵾⱥłłɏ ҟīꞥđⱥ ӺɄꞤ ⱥꞥđ ȻŁɆꝞɆꞦ ⱥꞥđ ȻꞦɆȺȾĪꝞɆ ӻꝋɍ ꞨꝊᛗɆ ꞦɆȺꞨꝊꞤ ꞩꝋ Ī’łł ҟēēꝑ ħīᵯ ⱥłīꝟē ⱥⱦ łēⱥꞩⱦ ӻꝋɍ ⱥ łīⱦⱦłē ⱳħīłē Ī ₲ɄɆꞨꞨ ƀᵾⱦ īӻ ɏꝋᵾ ӻᵾȼҟīꞥꞡ ⱦēłł ⱥꞥɏ ꝋӻ ⱦħē ꝋⱦħēɍ ꝋᵾⱦēɍ ᵯꝋꞥꞩⱦɍꝋꞩīⱦīēꞩ ⱥƀꝋᵾⱦ ⱦħīꞩ Ī’łł ꞩꝑēꞥđ ⱦħē ꞥēӿⱦ ȾĦꝊɄꞨȺꞤĐ ɎɆȺꞦꞨ ⱦꝋɍⱦᵾɍīꞥꞡ ɏꝋᵾ īꞥ ⱳⱥɏꞩ ɆꝞɆꞤ ȾĦɆ ᛗꝊꞨȾ ꞤĪ₲ĦȾᛗȺꞦĪꞨĦ ꞨꝊɄŁꞨ ȻꝊɄŁĐꞤ’Ⱦ ĪᛗȺ₲ĪꞤɆ!”

I've recently learned about some of the finer details in the classic old-gods-and-cosmic-horror novels. (To be clear, there's more than just the ones written by H.P. Lovecraft, who I do NOT want to reference in any of my projects. Iykyk) One example described an outer monstrosity rewarding his servants by literally ripping off a piece of his body and giving it to them. That piece would then morph into an intelligent, loyal pet to assist the servants in their duties.

This seemed creepy enough for my standards, so why not have Eldritch do something similar to give Cruz a present in the form of Macaroon? (Again, I'll try to elaborate the process with a story someday.)

So. . .yeah. Not only does Cruz mingle with abominations, he also gets to keep one as a pet! Lucky him!

Like normal cats, Macaroon can be a bit bipolar. Sometimes he's just chill and lazy, sometimes he has a temper, sometimes he's all cute and cuddly (in very unconventional ways. Remember, this is a cosmic horror in disguise we're talking about.) But whenever there's a ritual on the agenda, he's an invaluable friend to have around. . .😈

(ᴵ'ᵐ ˢᵒ ˢᵒʳʳʸ ᶠᵒʳ ʰᵒʷ ˡᵒⁿᵍ ᵃⁿᵈ ʳᵃᵐᵇˡʸ ᵗʰⁱˢ ᵍᵒᵗ 😅)

[crimsondoesstuff]

RRRAAAAHHHHHHHH THE FNAF FANDOM IS DRAGGING ME BACK IN BY MY ANKLES FREE ME FREE ME FREE M— 💥

Hi guys so I’m so normal right

Recently been drawing nothing but FNAF art, which is insane to me. I’ve had so much motivation- but not for my own stories no no- JUST for FNAF. Please put me out of my misery.

At least some cool art’s come out of it though

(I spend more time than I’d like to admit on the signatures alone. Very fun drawing though.)

I have a love hate relationship with William Afton, but Henry literally deserves the world, he did not deserve the grief and endless shame this man put him through 🖕

This is their 83’ designs in my universe- they look different down the line, obviously, but I imagine they’d look less distressed before all the awful events of the insane FNAF lore occur

There’s also these two absolutely gorgeous women, god I want to be them so bad

Fun fact about their designs, their names in my universe are Juliette Smith (Emily) and Clarissa Schmidt (Afton)! Juliette is a stay at home housewife, while Clarissa is trying to finish medical school to become a nurse

I gave Clarissa a rose in her hair to reference the other name people give her all the time (Rose), and I gave Juliette a locket with her birthstone on the front and a photo of her and Henry on their wedding day inside. (Juliette’s birthstone is Peridot, for August - In my universe, her birthday is actually on the 15th, WHICH IS TODAY?! SO I HAVE ANOTHER PIECE OF ART I’LL BE POSTING AFTER THIS ONE!!!!)

I also drew the kids!!!! They deserve so much more love than they got, they literally deserve the world- I want to give them all happy lives but the fact that isn’t possible makes me sad every day 😭

I also made a ghost children version with blood that I’ll put below the line here:

⚠️ TW FOR CHILD DEATH, HEAVY BLOOD ⚠️

I’m literally in love with how I drew all of them so much,,, my favorite part of their designs has to be the tears though, and the symbolism that comes with them

Not only are they color coordinated to the animatronics they possess, there’s also Cassidy.

All I can imagine is her, one day, coming to terms with her death. No longer sad. Just angry.

She opens her eyes, and simply states: “I won’t cry anymore.”

In fact, I never got around to finishing this art of Cassidy, but I feel like it also applies to this quote.

I’ve also made a bunch of doodles that I may or may not clean up in the future? Who knows, I’m tired

For now, I’ll just leave them here and say I’ll get back to them someday.

[skelemoonz]

If i remember correctly you have transformers cybertron au, can i know the lore :D (it's okay if you haven't done it yet- :3)

I'll also have to write thunderblast's bio in my au too, this's all i have of her.

Thunderblast is still a decepticon, but she may have heard rumours about magical girls and a incredibly strong wraith, at First she didn't care and continued to follow Megatron's orders. But somedays later, she ACCIDENTALLY came inside a wraith's labyrinth (Energon landmine's labyrinth) and ofc she made her move but the wraith was strong enough to make her bleed energon, until someone saved her. All she knows that the person who saved her is named 'Finsternis' and thunderblast knew that she's not a human..but something else but she couldn't tell what. Thunderblast was in finsternis's trap and she's now overwhelmed of something, and she may have ignored everyone in the decepticons team, maybe even megatron. Thunderblast was almost being in finsternis's strings, until morris saved her and tell her the truth about everything, about earth being a fake labyrinth of finsternis and truth about magical girls and the truth about thunderblast, thunderblast was a magical girl ever since she was reborn as a decepticon by starscream. Ofc she doesn't understand but now, she have to work with Morris and the other followers of lovely (god) while being in the decepticons team, she felt she's no longer have a crush (?) on megatron.

Thunderblast vs finsternis

Thunderblast met finsternis again, of the ground of black silhouette and crows of the devil (miho) and the sky of bloody red. Thunderblast knew she couldn't beat finsternis but, she have to try. What she doesn't know is that finsternis is more stronger then primus and unicron, the fight between them wasn't that long, thunderblast was awfully injured, she was painfully punched by finsternis that her stomach show an organs of a human with energon blood of hers.. finsternis left her to died, thunderblast was then being eaten by the crows she doesn't even know what to do anymore. The despair has finally appeared in her cyber key power, her optics went offline.

Chapter 30: the nurse

Thunderblast has her optics online, she can see lamps lightens flying around in a white room, as she turned her head to the side she saw sunny working on something. Thunderblast couldn't move, she was annoyed. As sunny saw her woken up, sunny told her that her body is just like a human body, thunderblast knew that.. and sunny told her that she have to rest for now since she can't go on patrol. But, thunderblast scoffed, she doesn't know how megatorn will react if she havent came back to the decepticons. Of course he will question her, but of course she'll lie since if she told him the truth it'll just being more confusion and annoyance. Thanks to Sunny's skills of a medic, thunderblast was fully healed.

The entrance of the devil's labyrinth. (miho rei ayumi's labyrinth)

Thunderblast was just on a patrol after having a conversation with morris, she had just fought with a wraith (armada thrust) and she have purity her cyber key power with a grief jewelry. She felt like she have turned off her emotions for a long time ever since she heard rumours.. until a sound a of slide doors opened, she was falling to death until she transformed into a boat and use her energon to fly around to check what the fuck is going on. She then met thundercracker and ransack and crumblezone, she yelled at them to get away when she was fighting with a tough wraith.

Yeah that's it about thunderblast in my au!

Sorry it took me so long to answer, I have been so busy as of late lol 💔💔

But ooohh that’s all interesting info! Eheh Ransack Crumplezone and Thundercracker mention at the bottom

Thunderblast going through it 😭 like most of the characters I’ve seen so far, we make the characters go through it 🤝 no easy day for them

Also, for the Cybertron au part, I’ll probably just make that a separate post to make sure this one isn’t too long. Though I will say most of what I’ve been doing with the au so far is just world building

The au is just…really just “Galaxy force isn’t connected to Armada or Energon” and extra stuff ig lmao

[head-explode]

Haha, welcome to my blog, I guess!

🎉funny party cracker sound🎉 :D

Hi there, I’m Firecracker, and I’m just a guy.

Okay, maybe I’m not just a guy. maybe i’m an extraterrestrial life form who doesn’t have his head attached to his shoulders and whose head is actually part bomb with the explosion strength of a charged electrode. And a guy who loves being funny! But sometimes I’m not so funny and my jokes end up flopping like me after I blow my head up two times. But hey, I’m trying!

I would be delighted to perform for you, whether it be fireworks (my most proud specialty) or just plain clownin’ around! Just drop me an ask and I’ll be right there, senor or senorita~

I know I’m like, big and scary and 6 feet tall and everything, but I promise i won’t steal your soul or eat your dreams or blow you into a million little smithereens unless you’re an absolute, 100%, arrant jerk. You’re not a jerk, are you? :)

Goodbye, I hope we meet again someday as I travel the universe in search of whatever I fancy!

OOC under the cut:

hi!! yes, robin here, i’ve opened yet another blog because i love this oc and want to show him off to rotomblr. his name is Firecracker, or you can just call him Cracker or Crack for short! actually crack doesn’t seem like such a good idea now that i think of it, but you can call him that just to be funny-

mod info!

mod is a minor (under 18), so please please no nsfw asks

mod’s main account is @robin-the-wanderer

mod loves the ultra beasts!

you may call me robin the decidueye, cause that’s my pokesona heehee

ask info!

you may send asks that:

ask about lore and backstory stuff

are of a memey nature/stuff you just wanna see him react to

any other miscellaneous questions (favourite food, color, etc etc.)

are pelipper mail/malice!

are mean or just plain hate, they’re actually fun to respond to! be as mean as you want muahahaha

you MAY NOT ask stuff that:

is of a sexual nature

are nsfw asks

contains gore / extreme violence

blog info!

please keep in mind that this blog will contain:

a LOT of mentions of clowns!! please this blog’s muse is literally a semi-headless alien clown so if you have a fear of clowns do not interact with this blog

mentions and descriptions of explosions and fireworks!

loud, bright colors that may cause eye strain!

occasional posts about violence or fighting

mild to moderate flirtatious language, because cracker’s a funny guy and part of his “funny” is failed flirting jokes. if you don’t like this then dni!

cracker’s pronouns are he/they!

tags!

firecracker the clown - any and all posts regarding cracker.

cracker.png - any photos or art of him!

cracker.exe - shitposts/shenanigans/antics he gets up to.

cracker.wav - anything he comments on / responds to! this includes asks :)

that’s all! i hope this absolute circus of a pokémon entertains you as much as he does me! :D

[fogwitchoftheevermore]

so… ao3 year in review, huh! this was a good year for me for writing, mcyt content really sparked my brain and i wrote FAR more than i had in the last few years. this post is gonna be mostly mcyt fic, hence why it’s here, but there’s a bit of blaseball left too.

i found the photo of the friend that i was looking for-written for the boston flowers fic exchange commemorating the return of blaseball (heh….), fluff about the flowers being friends and sharing photographs

space’s blaseball poetry collection-exactly what it says on the tin! i joined my school’s poetry club last fall and wrote a lot of poetry about blaseball in that time. (i’ve written a bit of mcyt poetry too, maybe i’ll post that someday)

stop me if you’ve heard this all before-empires s2 cannon divergence where pix is the only survivor of the other universe blood sausage was in and he gets brought to season 2. i swear to god this will be done in the new year, i promise.

would you mind if i tried to take a pass at it?-my longest fic to date and the fic i made this account for in the first place so i could post shipping and people wouldn’t be weird. you all should thank wither husbands for my presence in your life (/j)

just put your sweet lips on my lips-really living up to my ao3 username on this one with a second fluffy wither husbands fic, this time with an established relationship!

i still taste you on my lips, lovely bitter water-i intended for this to be SLIGHTLY cannon divergent and then realized i’d made up an entire piece of empires lore in my head by accident. read this one it’s good.

but when it comes to the end, you’re just the same as them-clock duo are messy as hell and i love that for them. if you could bash someone’s head in with a clock in minecraft impulse would’ve made this fic cannon by now.

men are fools, oh, men are frail-one of my favorites this year about martyn, the end of liml, and misleading prizes. very excited to write more treebark for the title exchange.

she says i’m spread thin, but baby, i’m just restless-deceit had me by a chokehold for a month and i still really like this HOWEVER legundo follows me on tumblr and vaguely implied in his end of the year stream that he reads at least some fanfiction. terrifying.

never forget number 46-another one of my favorites this year, partially because it’s so deeply self indulgent and partially cause it’s GOOD. read my blaseball au even if you don’t know anything about blaseball come closer i promise.

how to rest-the first in the perpetuity/secret life crossover series inspired by @wooshofficial and @betweenlands ‘s ghost fics that wasn’t supposed to become a series. lmao. the third installment will be here shortly.

it’s not something that you put to bed-the second installment in this series and the last of my top 3 fics this year. something about jimmy and chrys’ personalities were so fun to write together and allowed me to play in a very interesting space with him.

so what’s in store for next year? probably a lot of stuff that i don’t know of yet! but definitely on the docket:

blaseball winter exchange fic (will be going on main ao3 and blaseball side blog if you’re interested)

whatever fic(s) i write for treebark title swap (hoping to write at least two!)

second chapter of “stop me” i SWEAR

more blaseball au! i’ve got so many ideas floating around :)

and a million other things i’ve got ideas for that may or may not see the light of day, who knows!

happy new year, everyone!

[junk-thrillz]

I’ve tried multiple times today to write down Suzy’s name in full, but it’s like a shadow spirit is holding my fingers back every time. My desire to have an easy-to-guess, accurate method of character tagging for Paranatural posts is completely at odds with the fact that tagging ANY post as ‘Suzy Starchman’ feels like unleashing a million devils.

This isn’t a negativity post, like I’ve been genuinely delighted by everything these past few updates have thrown at us, but I’ll admit, it’s fucking WEIRD knowing Suzy’s last name. It’s so weird!! It’s so weeeeeeird!! I archive-binged the comic and joined the fandom right as Chapter 7 was starting, and on top of that I started reading as a teenager (still a teenager), so the couple years it took for Chapter 7 to wrap up felt much, much longer than it actually was. And in those years I’d gone through so many damn fic/au ideas and binged so much fan content and memorized so many fan theories and reread the comic so many times and had had such an eclectic development of my character/shipping/etc. tastes that it all felt like an eternity.

But now we’re out of Chapter 7, and because it’s not a flashback chapter, things are progressing at a normal pace again, and because of that every new reveal feels to me like a punch in the face you know is coming, but that comes way faster than expected. The thing is, Chapter 7 feeling like such a long stretch of time to me got me into the mindset that I’d be waiting for a lot of stuff for forever. Suzy’s name being this big mystery was something I’ve been thinking about since the very beginning of my reading the comic, but any sort of information being revealed about it felt infinitely far-off, like the kind of thing that would never really end up happening. Putting together the puzzle pieces of what happened between Isaac and Dimitri, getting a crapton of information revealed about Paranatural’s fundamental lore, finally getting confirmation that Max’s mom was Agent Summers... all of these things felt that way too. I wasn’t expecting to be knocked out of a fandom-only existence, where fan content remains, on some small level, stagnant*, because we simply weren’t getting a ton of information revealed to us.

My immediate reaction is, “didn’t the Angel’s-identity reveal happen too soon?” “Didn’t the reveal of Suzy’s name happen too soon?” “Didn’t Dimitri’s lie getting thrown out into the open happen too soon?” But this is how it should be. This is normal. Not everything can or should be revealed at the very end of the comic. It’s just hard for me to wrap my head around, is all. On some level, I don’t think I was able to imagine someday waking up to a new page with Violet and Lisa on it. But Chapter 8′s happening, and we’re moving forward in time, and we’re almost back at Mayview Middle...! I just don’t know how to explain to my own brain that information getting revealed is normal.

*When I say stagnant, I mean it in the sense that Paranatural’s only ever going to have so many mysteries. For the longest time, Suzy’s name was THE mystery about her! For the longest time, Suzy and Isabel’s dynamic was stand-out as being completely and utterly incomprehensibly fantastically hilariously weird. And silly. So these things come up again and again, and they never stop being fun. Every fandom’s got its own identity! Bits like the Miss-Suzy theory and Suzabel’s dynamic are wonderfully ingrained in fancontent, and have been for years. I wouldn’t have it any other way.

[pinewoodpipit]

bloodwritten silver fic - Midpoint Meta (Chapter 5)

Chapter 5 is out, so it's time for another meta post!

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Other meta posts for this AU

Fic beginning meta

Fic end meta

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General thoughts and fic notes

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Venshire

Venshire was named after Venice. Venice is huge in Valorant lore and on top of that, the Range is on Venice, and since Reyna treats the entire guild in Venshire a bit like a constant training session, I wanted to play with that idea. “Shire” just seemed to fit the mood and time period of the fic, so I landed on Venshire as a final name.

As I’ve mentioned before, I picture Venshire as something similar to Resident Evil Village or a Soulsborne kind of vibe. RE8 especially looks very similar to what I picture for this AU, particularly since there’s even a manor in Venshire’s valley (albeit it’s largely abandoned now the werewolf coven is dead).

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Hazal

I’ve done some reference work for Fade here. Her outfit design is discussed later on in the “clothing” section of these notes, but I’ll show some her body references here. For the final meta post when the fic is completed, maybe I'll draw references for both Fade and Neon's outfits, but for now we've just got a body au and some discussion!

Werewolves in this AU are huge wolves which mostly resemble real-world wolves in terms of general anatomy, but their hips and hind legs are designed in a way which legs them stand up. Their forelimbs are also much closer to human arms than wolf forelegs, with lower elbows and fingered hand-paws. I drew these out in my initial pen sketches of this au (which can be found here) but I wanted to show them off in a proper reference.

I like the idea that werewolves have unique markings (similar to birthmarks) - Fade’s nose bridge marking and her “eyeshadow” are one of those, which is why they’re both permanent and visible on both her human and wolf body. That said, the cat paw marking in her canon design is actually a set of four large claw marks running across her shoulder, which we will learn the history of later in the fic. (This detail was inspired by a friend of mine, @/unidooty on Twitter! They helped inspire a bunch of Fade’s look in this fic, which I expand on in the clothing section of these notes.)

Her henna and criss-cross gloves in canon are actually her scars from the trap in chapter 1 of this fic. They will never go away since they were made with silver. This wound will also, unfortunately, cause her chronic pain for the rest of her life.

I have a chronic pain illness which I deal with, which is the inspiration behind a specific AU which I plan on writing in the future, but I do like the headcanon of Fade experiencing chronic pain. Her fatigue, insomnia, and general apparent high pain tolerance all seem like they suit someone who would deal with something like this, and so I find it a comforting headcanon which means a lot to me, and I will include it in my AUs where I can.

(Another character I enjoy in media to have a chronic pain headcanon is Kai’sa from League of Legends. I have a very long fic featuring her, my mozzfic, but chronic pain wasn’t mentioned there. I’d love to write a fic about her someday which does go over this, and in fact I do have a little story idea in mind for her.)

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Clothing

The valley around Venshire is bitterly cold, especially in winter, when this fic is set. As such, most people wear very thick, layered clothing, often with lots of fur. The best comparison I can give is these sorts of outfits from Game of Thrones.

Hazal is an outlier specifically. She’s a werewolf, and they kind of come with a bit of their own heat source, so they can get away with lighter clothing. Her normal outfits will include a thick fur coat, mostly as a disguise but also a little bit as a shelter from the cold, and beneath that she’ll usually wear thinner blouses and baggy trousers. Uni, my friend I mentioned earlier, suggested Ottoman-styled outfits for her beneath her cloak, which I agree she would like in this AU! When she’s transforming, most of her regular-use clothes are enchanted to shift with her and disappear until she returns to her human body, but when she doesn’t have any enchanted clothing on hand (as her supply is limited), she’ll stick to a very large pair of pants which she’ll leave unbuckled and then belt tightly around her waist when she’s in her human form - this is because her wolf form is so much larger than her human body, and so she’s doing her best to make do with a huge clothes size difference. This method leaves her titties out when she isn’t wearing her enchanted clothes, but it’s better than nothing. This was another suggestion from Uni - their help has really helped me solidify exactly what Fade has going on appearance-wise and I appreciate their help a ton!

The beast hunter guild, on the other hand, has a uniform similar to the Bloodborne hunter’s outfit, but with a thick fur cloak over the top to protect them against the vicious cold. Tala and co wear this while on hunts, but when they’re simply training or patrolling, they’ll often wear much simpler clothing. Hazal didn’t see Tala in this outfit until chapter 5, and it’s why she suddenly found it so attractive.

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Playlist (expanded)

These are songs which I added to the playlist after I started writing, but I still think they fit.

Exit Music (For A Film) - Radiohead

Climbing Up the Walls - Radiohead

Street Spirit (Fade Out) - Radiohead

Sound the Bugle - Bryan Adams (Spirit soundtrack)

A Forest - The Cure

Soldier Side - System of a Down

The Wolf - SIAMES

Mr. Fear - SIAMES

Boulevard of Broken Dreams - Green Day

Wake Me Up When September Ends- Green Day

labour - Paris Paloma

Hayloft II - Mother Mother

Paint It, Black - The Rolling Stones

God’s Whisper - Raury

Repeat Until Death - Novo Armor

From Eden - Hozier

Yeah, quite a few of these are Radiohead. Their music really does fit Fade extremely well. These particularly, along with the other new songs listed here, fit this AU very well in my mind. It has a lot of themes of grief, existentialism and general… unhealthy coping mechanisms and responses to grief, on everyone’s parts.

[brylichen]

Hello, there. Welcome to Brylichen!

“Oh, hi. I’m Mylo, nice to meet you!”

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Welcome to Brylichen! Lead by the monarch, Mylo, it’s a beautiful underground kingdom located in a long chain of lush caves. Mylo really likes to meet new people, so they love new visitors!

What’ll you do here in Brylichen? Are you just passing through, or are you looking for something more permanent like citizenship? Whatever the case, you’re always welcome here. Happy adventuring!

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This is a roleplay blog for @mean-gills’s Empires season 3 rp! Run by @the-bad-boys, but this is it’s own account because sideblogs are rather confusing for me to use lmao..

Just a disclaimer: I’m fairly busy IRL as of recently, so I may randomly disappear. Apologies!

Anyone’s welcome to roleplay with this blog, but the only people that may engage in serious lore are the 10 other blogs we have specifically for this roleplay. Full blown roleplayers to shy anons - everyone’s good! HOWEVER, won’t be interacting with anyone until our group sort of picks up. It’ll be soon, don’t worry!

The only things I won’t allow are NSFW, random/extreme stuff, and overpowered things. [For example, don’t just say something like, “I run at them so fast they can’t run away”.] Otherwise, come on over!

If you send me an ask, I might not reply to it because a) I’m not online or b) I feel like I’m too busy roleplay-wise. However, it’s been a really long time - say a week or so - feel free to send another ask in reminding me as I may have forgotten.

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TAGS

#all around the bush we go - in character posts

#not me not you; who is who? - out of character posts

#all together now! - roleplaying [specifically with others]

#open the letter - asks

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OTHER

[just random stupid fun facts]

About Mylo

they/it pronouns

agender

Glare hybrid!

4’8

likes literally everything cute

it’s favorite things ever are mushrooms and other types of related nature items..so funky

About Brylichen

previously known as Lichendrip, but Mylo's great great grandmother decided that name wasn't..fancy enough

protected with a sort of force field, which is made of a combination of cave materials, to keep hostile mobs out

About Me

Ren! he/they/it pronouns :D

I've been roleplaying for almost 1.5 years er..

^ you may have seen some of my other blogs; I always use this specific format [or something super similar] so you know it's probably me!! it's like a trademark lmfao

^^ apparently, a few of the other blogs in our group have been borrowing the format for their own blogs! meh..they're the only exception, otherwise it's me 👍

I’m 5’6 but someday. SOMEDAY I’LL GET TALLER, MARK MY WORDS!!

[the-kittens-of-vol-tron]

Enchanted

Chapter 1 

Posted on AO3 if you prefer! (Will also contain extra content in the future)

Background Lore:

- Post 500-year war, Zarkon was defeated and taken over by his son, Kolivan who ended the war

- Each planet has it's own language but everyone knows common as well

- There is some mistrust among some species and the Galrans (because of the war) but they are all working through it

- Earth did join the fight right around the time Kolivan took over

- Keith is high-key based off Noctis from FF15

Side Note: The ages are based off a human life span since I've never thought too much on what an average Galran / Altean life span was. Zarkon lived as long as he did (only passed 500 years in this case) because of quintessence. If you, the reader, have your own age head canon just substitute them as you read :)

Characters:

Galran's:

Kolivan and Krolia: Keith's parents

Kolivan is the son of the former empire Zarkon

Shiro: Keith's trainer and royal advisor

Altean's:

King Alfor and Alluras Mom: Rule Altea, parents to Allura

Romelle: Allura's knight (and future gf)

Adam: Altean knight, used to work with Lance

Coran: Sir (highest knight role) works alongside Alfor and trained/raised Lance

Hunk: Blacksmith, makes weapons exclusively for Altean Knights

Human's:

Pidge and Matt: Build's technology for the new universe

Word Count: 2701

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Keith’s POV 

“That’s all for this meeting, we will reconvene next week.” Empire Kolivan said, dismissing the group of generals, politicians, and his child. Keith moved to stand before his father spoke again, “Keith, stay a bit longer.”  

Keith nodded and sat back down. Remaining silently in his seat until the last person left the conference room. 

“We’re having another banquet tonight. I need you to be there, no sneaking off like the last couple of times.” His father kept his voice light, but stern. A tone that must come naturally to being a father. 

Keith fought back an eye roll, his parents knew how much he hated these parties. They knew how much he hated his responsibilities as the next in line to the throne. Despite his young age, he already had a reputation for disliking politics. He loathed coming up with contracts and budget spending, visiting places to “leave a good impression,” and attending all of these meetings. He despised almost everything that came with royalty. 

“I’ll be there.” 

His dad smiled at him, “thank you, son. I only request tonight since there is someone I want you to meet.” 

He wanted to smash his head into the table in front of him. Every week his parents had a new person “he just needed to meet.” They both were trying so hard for him to meet someone to settle down with. To someday rule the empire with. Just like his father did when he met his mother. 

“Son?” 

Keith pushed himself away from the table, “I’ll be there. But don’t get mad if I'm late.” He left the room before his father could say anything else. 

He made his way back to his room, taking the long way through the gardens. He liked the quiet, he liked the moments when he didn’t have to be the crown prince. He stopped, admiring the flowers that were finally in bloom. Some were dark purple, others a light blue but his favorite was a bright green. The color smelled fruity in a sense, maybe a bit sour. He wasn’t too sure, but he liked looking at it. 

He nodded his head at the gardeners, continuing his way to his room. His mind cycled around what his father said. 

Keith felt broken in a sense. He was almost twenty-one and he had never found someone he liked. Sure, he found people attractive and he had anyone he wanted at his feet but he never felt any connection to them. He hadn’t even kissed someone before. He knew deep down he was disappointing his parents. He knew he wasn't the son they needed. He wasn’t the son the empire needed. 

His life was easy, planned out. Meet a nice girl, get married, have a couple of kids, and take over the empire when his father deemed him ready. It was laid out in front of him, like clothes for a kid. But the idea of following that made his stomach turn and his skin itch. 

He hated himself for it. 

He entered the ballroom about half an hour after the party started; his parents sent him a wide smile when they saw him. He nodded back at them, immediately grabbing a drink from a passing waiter. 

He moved off to the side of the room, being stopped every couple of feet by someone else. Some politicians, some generals, but mostly girls trying to get his attention. He felt weird responding to compliments, but no one ever told him how to reply to a thousand “you look nice" comments. 

Keith hated small talk. He considered himself a boring person. He didn't have much interest outside of sword fighting with his trainer Shiro or reading old textbooks of the days before him or his father or his father. He wasn't what you would call social. He didn't want to talk about war or the military or alliances, he just wanted to read and wander around nature in silence. 

Keith stared down at his drink, circling it slightly to watch the dark liquid move. How long did he have to stay here? These parties always went late into the night, and usually towards the end were just filled with drunk people. 

“How are you doing?” His father stood by him, smiling a bit at the guest passing them. 

Keith shrugged, “fine. How much longer?” 

Kolivan chuckled slightly, “Only a bit. The guest hasn’t arrived yet.” 

Keith continued to stare at his drink, he almost forgot about this ‘special’ guest. “Well...where are they?” 

His dad placed his hand on his shoulder, “they’ll be here soon.” With a gentle squeeze, he walked away. 

Keith spent the next hour making small talk. Trying to match the blush from his guest when he kissed their hands or gave them the validation they wanted from a prince. He never could. 

"Oh my god, look at them," a hushed whisper floated by Keith. A couple more gasps filled the air, and Keith found himself looking at the entrance.

Two men had entered the ballroom, their silver armor glimmering under the lights. The metal was decked out with chains, some medals, and certain silvery colors. They stood side by side, their swords sheathed at their sides.

Keith watched them move through the room, heading straight toward his parents; only offering friendly nods at the people around them. Keith found it a bit odd, he had never seen them before but they walked so...confidently. He usually knew everyone that attended these parties, and the people he didn’t know never walked in like they owned the place. 

They both bowed at his parents, the man with orange hair, and a matching orange mustache saying something to them with a smile. The younger man with tanner skin didn’t open his mouth, but he looked happy to be there. They talked to his parents as if they already knew him. The man with orange hair laughed with him like he was an old friend. 

Keith couldn't tear his eyes away from them; specifically, the other man standing next to him. He had short brown hair, he seemed to be a bit taller than him, and a slender build. Even through his armor, he could see the strength he held in his body. How square his shoulders were and the perfect posture he had. 

Keith was staring, usually, he never stared at people but right now, he didn't want to stop. He wanted to memorize everything about that boy. Every inch of skin, which was only his head, how soft his expression looked even from this distance. What did his voice sound like? How did he laugh? Was he super serious? What was his name? 

Keith suddenly wanted to know everything about this new guest. He stared until the mysterious boy turned his head. He had never seen the ocean but if the waters he had heard about didn't resemble these eyes; he didn't want to see them.

The man gave him a soft smile, looking at Keith like he had met him before; like he already knew him. Which, he knew, was impossible since he would remember those eyes. 

He was pulled out of his mind as the man started making his way toward him, his father leading the way. "Son! This is the guest I wanted you to meet. Well, I suppose two guests."

His heart fluttered in his chest, which had never happened before. Was he dying? Having a heart attack? Should he call for a doctor? It would be his nightmare if he died at one of these parties. 

"Son, I want you to meet Sir. Smythe and his newest approved sworn knight, Knight McClain."

Now that they were standing right in front of him, he could really look at them. They both had marks under their eyes; both a soft blue. They were Altean.

The man with the orange mustache, Sir. Smythe looked a bit older; older than Keith's dad but not too much older. He also had an eyepatch covering his right eye. He had a scar extended past the eyepatch below and above it. The skin taut around the white mark. 

Knight McClain was younger, he couldn't be much older or younger than Keith. His skin looked soft and he looked at Keith with a sense of protection and comfort. 

The knight reached for Keith's hand, holding it gently in his before he leaned down and pressed a quick kiss to the back of his hand. "Pleasure to meet your highness."

Keith was speechless, his lungs burned from lack of oxygen and why did it feel like his hand was on fire? The knight dropped his hand, moving to straighten his back and stand, his shoulders squared.

"Son, Knight McClain was very recently sworn in under the Altean military. He quickly proved himself to be the top of the class and surpassed everyone with high marks. King Alfor has sent him over as an alliance present to be your new bodyguard.” His father spoke, proudness rolling off his voice. “That’s if you want him, of course.” 

Keith looked at his dad with wonder and curiosity. This was a huge step for the Alteans. They were the most affected by the Galran reign, nearly being completely wiped out. King Alfor gifting one of his best knights was a step in the right direction. But why did he choose Keith? He hardly knew the King. 

He looked back at the knight. Still trying to understand why his heart was beating so fast. Why he felt enchanted.

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“Good morning prince,” one of the cooks smiled at him as they placed a plate of food in front of him. 

He grumbled out his own greeting, everyone knew he wasn’t a morning person. 

“Morning baby,” his mother pressed a quick kiss to his head before taking her own seat. “How did you sleep?” 

He shrugged, he tried to sleep; he really did. But every time he closed his eyes all he could think about were those blue eyes. No matter what he did, he couldn’t shake it. 

His mother frowned at him, “are you feeling okay?” 

“Yeah,” he twisted his fork around, moving the food around his plate lazily. “I’ve been thinking about what dad said. About the knight, King Alfor wants to give me.” 

His mother nodded, taking a drink from her cup. 

“Is he still here?” He never really gave an answer last night, he couldn't form any words. 

“Yes, he and Sir Smythe stayed the night.” 

Keith stared at his plate, his heart borderline pounding out of his chest. He didn’t know why so he did his best to ignore it. “I want to talk to him…before I accept him.” 

Krolia smiled, “of course.” 

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“How old are you?” Keith leaned back in his chair, propping his head up in his hand as he leaned against the armrest. He was always scolded for how relaxed he sat but he couldn’t bring himself to sit seriously all the time. 

The knight sat in front of him, after a slight argument where he insisted he didn’t need to sit but Keith said it would be weird for only him to be sitting. The knight sat stiffly, his back straight and his hands on his lap, his sword still hanging on his hip. “Just turned twenty-one.” 

“What’s your first name?” 

“Lance.” 

“Lance McClain?” 

Lance nodded, “that is correct your majesty.” 

“Were you born on Altea?” 

“Yes, and raised there.” 

Keith took a couple of moments to look at Lance; he didn’t even wiggle under his gaze. Something most people did when alone with a Galran. Their scars on the universe ran deep; there wasn't a planet or species unaffected by the Galran former terror. But Lance seemed oddly comfortable in Keith’s presence. Maybe he didn't know anyone that was directly affected by his grandfather's horror. “How long have you been a knight?” 

“I was sworn in at age eighteen, but following Altea rules, I had to do grunt work for the first three years.” 

Keith gave a slow nod, “interesting…did you like it?” 

Lance gave a lopsided grin, “it was work. That’s all I can say.” 

“What did you do?” 

“Guarded an empty room most of the time, sat in meetings, and had a path to follow around the castle. Boring guard work. But I didn’t mind it.” 

“You’ve never guarded a person before?” Keith asked, a bit skeptical. 

“Solely? No, I haven’t. But I am confident that I can do the job better than anyone else.” 

“Uh huh,” Keith began to rub his fingers together, he hated sitting still for long amounts of time. He stared at the other boy, were all Altean knights this confident? Or just him? No, Sir Smythe was also confident. Keith sighed to himself, he wasn’t used to people not being a bit frazzled around him. 

Only his parents and Shiro could care less about his status. “What languages do you know?” 

“Common, Altean, Galran, and I can fumble my way through Balmeran.” 

Well rounded, what exactly was his training like? “So you can understand what I’m saying?” Keith spoke in his mother tongue, the rough words easily rolling out. Galran wasn't a difficult language to learn if you grew up with it, but others have said that it can be a challenge. 

Lance nodded, “yes your majesty.” He responded in fluent Galran. 

Keith felt a small smile form on his face. “Tell me about your training.” 

“What do you want to know?” 

“Anything. When did you start, how long did you train, your hardest mission, things like that.” 

Lance looked down at his hands, his fingers tapping against his upper thighs lightly. “Coran, Sir Smythe, took me in when I was around seven. I didn’t start training till age nine, four years before most children start. Coran was my main teacher, I also worked with others, but Coran showed me everything I know. I was sworn in at age eighteen as I already said. Usually, knight training starts at age thirteen and I couldn't enroll in the classes until I was older. So I have an additional couple years under my belt.” Lance paused, meeting Keith’s eyes. “My hardest training was being sent to an abandoned planet at age fifteen to find a holy relic.” 

“You did that without any help?” Keith raised his eyebrow at the question. 

“Yes. Altean knights have to attend a solo search and find missions as part of their training.” 

“I see…how long did it take?” 

“A month. But I still hold the quickest time.” 

Keith tried to push down the laugh that formed in his chest. “A month to find a relic?” 

Lance nodded, clearly holding no embarrassment over the statement. “You aren’t given any weapons or supplies. You’re given some sleep medicine and placed on the planet in your training clothes. No map, no food, nothing. You aren’t even told what you’re looking for until…well you find it.” 

“Oh.” Keith took a deep breath, “tell me about your family.” 

Lance froze at the statement, Keith could see the way his body became ridged up at the sentence. But he quickly relaxed his body, placing another smile on his face; a tense smile. “There’s nothing to say about them, prince. They’re not in the picture.” 

Keith looked at Lance a bit longer before he pushed himself up. Taking a couple of steps to stand in front of the knight. He stopped in front of him, leaving enough distance that Lance could stand up if he wanted. But he remained seated, his blue eyes meeting Keith’s purple ones. 

“Are you ready for the most important questions?” 

“Yes, prince.” 

“Are you loyal?” 

“Yes.” 

“Will you do as commanded?” 

“Anything you order, your majesty.” 

“Would you die for me?” 

“Without question.” 

“Stand.” 

Lance did so, they had a slight height difference, Lance being a couple of inches taller than him. 

“I look forward to having you work for me.” 

Lance grabbed his hand, the same hand from Lance night, and pressed another kiss to it. “I look forward to serving you,” he looked up, still staying bent at the waist. “Prince.” 

Keith felt his heart jump into his throat, why was he feeling like this?

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I hope you liked it, this fic won't be as long as my last multi fic (Roommates) but I'm estimating 5 - 8 chapters depending

I hope you liked it!!

Thank you for reading <33333

[codorcraft]

The end of Codorverse

It's not an April fool's joke, I'm not participating in it today. But Codorverse is gone now

(This is something I’ve been sitting on for a while subconsciously, but I finally pulled the plug; this wasn’t an impulse decision)

I wasn't originally going to make a big post about it, but it feels to just not mention it in detail, considering it’s like… the only thing I have been making content for since 2014. But there’s a lot of reasons that I’m abandoning it, and it’s for the best- the story and world just doesn’t bring me joy anymore. I think it tells a lot that I was more invested in side characters and an AU that I made for them rather than the main story.

I don’t know where to begin with the issues I have with Codorverse… there’s many. First of all, I made a lot of the characters back in elementary school, for roleplays. Do you know how hard it is to salvage characters from rps and make them into their own story and world when you’re 12 and know nothing about story writing? It’s so hard. It’s much easier to start with the world and plot, rather than building a world around the characters. The rp I based the loose worldbuilding on was… horrible writing all around and terrible because, like, we (me and my roleplay partner) were 9 and 11. Kids write stupid shit. And bad worldbuilding.

I attempted to start drawing it so many times, and I got stuck. The script always threw me off, and a lot of plot points were so convoluted because they were from the original story and it just… didn’t fit. My first script I wrote was 30k words and only 17 chapters. I thought 100 pages was the normal amount of pages for a chapter. I knew NOTHING about making webcomics, and I’m still learning. It was too much of an ambitious project for me to make. I don’t know how many chapters it would have ended up being, but probably somewhere around 50. I would probably be working on it until I died if I were lucky to make it that far.

It was also super dark, and always has been, but slowly I’ve been starting to gravitate myself towards more light hearted stuff. Nothing wrong with edgy, but it felt way too dark for a story about mental health, and I don’t think it would have been done well. Hard to swallow pill for 13 year old cal who wanted the ending to be everyone dying but it is what it is, you dumb bitch.

Speaking of plot points, I realized I had topics in there that were a bit too heavy for a story that’s supposedly focused on mental health, like… plot points that I don’t think should have been included. Maybe someday I’ll get into specifics and spill all the Codorverse lore, but one of the big things was the inclusion of history of genocide and I wracked my brain HARD to try and figure out how to approach it appropriately, but every time I came up with an idea, it fell into the fantasy racism trope and I really didn’t want to do that, I hate that trope. Especially since the oppressed group was demons, I feel like it sends a really bad message and over time I just felt uncomfortable with it, and I’m glad I’m scrapping it.

And also the inclusion of mental health, I don’t know if I was approaching that well, either. I think I perpetuated stereotypes especially for people with personality disorders, which I should know better since I have one. It wasn’t very much a great look for me.

There were other themes I don’t think were approached well, especially topics of things I haven’t experienced myself, like religious trauma. I was raised atheist and I never really experienced that stuff, and as I went on to write that stuff I started realizing that although I could tell that story, I don’t think I’m the right person to tell it, because I don’t think I did it very respectfully.

Basically there are a lot of bad plot points I feel were very problematic and it was hard to salvage them and I had to accept I need to scrap most of the universe and build from bare bones. I mean, there are other reasons like worldbuilding not making any sense, but the problematic elements are the main reason I’m doing it. I don’t think I can achieve having both a light hearted fantasy story and a deep story with a big meaning that goes in depth combined together and make it work well. It just doesn’t work. But another important reason I’m scrapping the story is that I’m not having fun anymore. It’s not fun, it’s stressful. And I don’t want a passion project to be something that stresses me out.

That being said, I’m not done with the characters. I’ve split them among two universes- I don’t have names for them yet, and I don’t know which one I’ll be doing first, but they’re ideas that I’m much happier with. One is a light hearted fantasy and the other is a romantic slice of life that deals with getting over trauma and mental health. See, two of them! I can have two of them. As a treat.

Codorverse has meant the world to me- in school, during any freetime I had, I would write by hand in notebooks lore and sometimes even scripts for chapters if I didn’t have access to my phone. Half of the contents of my sketchbooks are concept art and detailed descriptions of designs and drafts of references. It helped me cope with a lot of mental health and trauma, but it’s time for it to go, I think. I think it did its job, for me. Because I think the moral of the story is something that I needed to hear and understand- it was something for me, not for anyone else. It was my subconscious way of telling myself that everything is going to be okay and I’ll get better, and it’s true- I’m much better off than I was even six months ago, and I’m trying my best. Things will get better for me.

So thanks for joining this journey of mine over the last 8 years of pouring my heart into this silly story, even if it made no sense. It was fun, and I don’t regret it. Maybe someday I’ll release what I had written for the plot, or the 2+ hour compilation of every codorverse video from 2010-2022. I don’t know yet. But thanks. And I hope you look forward to my new content and stories.