#Para the Dimension Jumper

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Return of the AUs!

After more than a year, I’m pleased to announce that the AUs are back!

The inbox and drafts have been cleared, so we’re starting fresh, though the timeline will pick up about one year after the previous events on the blog. Most of the information has been updated, mainly the Rules and Character list, so be sure to check those out even if you’re a long time mutual!

Check the Timeline tab for a little information about the current state of the characters at this point of the timeline.

There is no mobile links at the moment, but I could possibly make them if requested by a lot of folks.

Looking forward to getting back into the swing of things here!

(Art by @stardustrabbitsgallery​)

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Whump / Gore-tober Day One

All Trussed Up And Still Nowhere to Go / Pins and Needles

...All Para can see is darkness. It surrounds them, envelops them, pushing down on their body like a big weighted blanket. It’s...uncomfortable, to say the least. They squirm in place in an attempt to escape the feeling, and while their limbs seem to respond, something seems to be pinning them in place.

They wince, straining to raise their head to try and see what’s wrong...and they come to find that they’re shackled to the ground. Their eyes widen at the sight, and they pull against their restraints to try and get free...but to no avail. They’re just not strong enough...

They don’t know how they got here, or why they’re in a situation like this, but they know that they shouldn’t stay here...because things are about to get worse. A whine rises from their throat as the suffocating sensation worsens, forcing their body to involuntarily fight against what’s causing it. No, no, no, no, no...!

Soon, they can start to feel their body temperature rise degree by degree, the blanket of shadows effectively cooking them in their own skin. It isn’t long before they start feeling dizzy, panting as their struggling weakens, limbs growing slack. Their gaze happens to drift downwards, catching sight of their arm...and what they see causes them to freeze. The bleeding bite mark is bright against their pale skin, and the flesh around it is red and angry, blisters starting to form as if the blood below is boiling it away... It’s just like...

...The dimension jumper tries to call for help, but all that comes out are desperate wheezes as they grow hotter and hotter. Agony spreads through the rest of their body like fire, so terrible that they feel like throwing up. ...They’re going to die. They’re going to die here, unable to move, burned away by their own insides... It’s all over...

But then, in a single instance...the heat is gone...and replaced with a sharp pain. A gasp forces itself into their lungs, and their body shoots upwards. Their head is still spinning, but...ngh...what...? They screw up their eyes tightly and clench their teeth, taking a moment to compose themself...before they open them, checking themself over. It’s quick to see what happened. The bleeding stump of their arm says enough. It’s gone...it’s gone, it’s gone, it’s gone, it’s gone, it’s gone--

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Para jolts awake with a gasp, their hand immediately shooting towards their left arm...grasping nothing. They spend a few moments in panic, their barely awakened brain attempting to regain its bearings. Once they figure out that they’re not in the same kind of darkness as their dream, they slowly start to calm down, ceasing their movements.

They breathe heavily, remaining still as they scan their surroundings. They’re...in bed... It is dark, but that’s because it’s...nighttime...? That feels right... Somebody is hugging them from behind...Sakura...? Yes, that’s...Sakura... Hopefully she’s still asleep, they’d hate to have woken her up with their squirming... That...That all was just a nightmare...but the reality is...

“...” They frown as they reach upwards, running their cool metal fingers over what’s left of their arm. Phantom pain is still pulsing through the stump...but by now, the feeling has dulled to a buzz, more akin to pins and needles. ...They may have survived that horrible situation, but the reality is...they no longer have an arm...and they haven’t had one in over a year. 

They lay there in silence for a long moment, before they gently worm their way out of Sakura’s arms, slipping out of bed. They miss sleeping with her greatly, but...they feel too uncomfortably warm to be in bed right now... They shuffle through the room, staggering towards the exit. Perhaps they’ll go get a glass of water and sit on the couch for a while... Maybe that will help clear their head...and in due time, maybe this sensation in their missing arm will fade as well...

Para is an OC from my Ask/RP blog @thenarratorsgalaxy, and Sakura belongs to my partner over at @stardustrabbitsgallery!

Finally putting this blog to use for October drabbles! I know I’m a bit behind already, but I’ll do what I’m up to for the next days. If you’re new to my writing, hope you enjoyed!

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“Please I need more--”

My new hobby: recreating vines in New Horizons

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drop-dead-officially

Everest cocked his head to the side slightly. It seemed something was off with Para, he could only wonder what, but he could sense it. Confidently, he closed the gap between them, peering into their eyes.

“You’re lying.” Everest declared, his expression rather blank, though his mask hid the fact. “Where’s Sakura? Did you banish her with one of your portals? I’ve been searching far and wide. I never forgot.”

His eyelids dropped down a little, eyes seeming to zone out momentarily as if he were thinking. “I have important things to do, yet, I can’t forget about her.”

Para jolts as he draws closer, quickly backing away, their heart jumping in their chest. If Everest didn’t notice before, he can see now that the dimension jumper appears to be missing an arm, the empty sleeve of their trenchcoat tied up into a knot to keep it out of the way...and besides the obvious, there is something else different about them...unseen reduced stamina for magic. ...This is dangerous.

They swallow thickly, anger and fear swirling around in the pit of their stomach. “I...t-that is none of your concern!” they exclaim, taking another step back. “S-Stay away from me and my family!”

@drop-dead-officially

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ancientforestroses

Aw... Her face softened as she reached a hand up to thread it through their hair, fingers lingering softly on some of the curls.

“I’m here now, Love, I’m here now... I missed you too Para...” They get a little head kiss.

They let out a soft whine, sniffling as they lean into her touch. They missed being held... They missed being kissed... They missed...just being around her... They don’t seem like they’re going to let go anytime soon, shifting a little to get a better grip around her, resting their head on her shoulder.

@ancientforestroses

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Dash Commentary

“...’Terms with no definitions’, isn’t that just...another language? You grey beings know other languages exist, right???” 

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“Hm...”

“Sounds like my kind of book!” 

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:o what's your native language, Para? Or at least what it should be?

“Tagalog. Ethnicity isn’t something that really matters among us AUs, but in general, a lot of us are Filipino.” 

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Para you can understand like. Every language right? Does that mean you can understand the slang? Or at least the direct translation of it?

“Yes on all of those fronts. ...Actually...it is interesting to note...that man’s dialect resembles my native language in a way...or more specifically, what my native language should be.” 

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I didn't realize you'd be so touchy about language, Para--

“Hmph.”

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Is this Para—

“Ye—“

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It's less that there is no definition, and more that he didn't give a definition i think

“Well I suppose, but...haven’t you all heard of ‘code-switching’? If someone switches into their native language to say something, it is probably for a good reason, and they shouldn’t need to justify doing so.”

This topic is making them grumpy for some reason. “But what do I know?”

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Yes! Sakura is around! The blog is mainly Martin focused, but Sakura is around!!!

They let out another sniffle, wiping their face with a sleeve. “O-Oh? So I can s-see her again...?”

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Para!!! Sakura may be around again!!!!!

After that whole upsetting experience, Para has taken to lying face-down on a couch in their pocket dimension. Their plans for the day are gone. They can no longer cook. They miss their wife, anons. Everything feels bad right now...but that statement makes them raise their head, tear tracks visible on their face.

“...R-Really...?” they whimper with a sniffle.

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Para I have a plant, and I have given them little sunglasses. Now I'm giving them to you, enjoy your plant with sunglasses

Para is now holding the aforementioned plant, regarding it with a calculating head tilt. “...Well, the leafy fellow does have style... Very well, I shall adopt them, thank you.” 

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You and your kids recreate any vines recently Para?

“Alas...you can only recreate so many Vines until you run out of quality ones...”

“And I don’t want to touch TikTok, it scares me--”