#THE OG MUSE IS BACK

[quietresistance]

# Qᴜɪᴇᴛʀᴇꜱɪꜱᴛᴀɴᴄᴇ : an independent + private portrayal of 𝙺𝙰𝚃𝙷𝙴𝚁𝙸𝙽𝙴 𝙷𝙰𝚁𝚁𝙸𝚂 , an original journalist character inspired by female war correspondents across history. multiverse + multifandom. written by 𝙺𝙸𝚃𝚃𝚈 ⁽ ²⁵⁺ ᶜˢᵗ ˢʰᵉ / ʰᵉʳ ⁾. established ᴏᴄᴛᴏʙᴇʀ ᴛᴡᴇɴᴛʏ-ꜱɪxᴛᴇᴇɴ.

ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ[ 𝙸𝙽𝙵𝙾𝚁𝙼𝙰𝚃𝙸𝙾𝙽 ] [ 𝙼𝚄𝚂𝙸𝙲 ] [ 𝙷𝙴𝙰𝙳𝙲𝙰𝙽𝙾𝙽𝚂 ] [ 𝙱𝙻𝙾𝙶 𝚁𝙾𝙻𝙻 ]

ㅤㅤa study in . . . ─── military legacies , quiet determination , breaking barriers , keeping a cool head under fire , picking up the shattered pieces of oneself , true courtesy , dignity in femininity , + depending on faith.

[ 𝟶𝟶𝟷 ] welcome! this roleplaying blog is inspired by the courage and ingenuity of contemporary and historical female war correspondents and investigative journalists who reported on some of the most shattering news of their generations. darker themes will be present on this blog, including war, violence, blood, criminal activity, and more. common, including nsfw content, and mutuals' triggers are tagged with 'trigger tw', and i don't have triggers.

[ 𝟶𝟶𝟸 ] this is a mutuals only roleplaying blog which means i will only interact in character with blogs i follow in return. if you are a non-roleplaying blog, please don't reblog my original content or those of fellow roleplaying blogs. however, anyone is welcome to message me or send me questions.

[ 𝟶𝟶𝟹 ] i know a wide range of fandoms and, unsurprisingly, time periods, so i'm always willing to write in your muse's world or an au, whether or not you see it in my verses. obviously, oc are loved here! while i like unplotted starters and asks and welcome off the cuff interactions, deep and continuous plotting is my deepest joy. activity here may be sporadic as i have work, other blogs, and unfortunately, chronic illness, but unless i say otherwise, i'll always return, and i always reply to what i have when i do. feel free to ask for my discord if we're mutuals. i place most ic content in the queue.

[ 𝟶𝟶𝟺 ] i love romantic shipping, and always welcome asking, but it all depends on chemistry. however, if you think they have chemistry, i probably do too and am too shy to ask. platonic relationships are just as, if not more so, important to me and katherine's story. enemies and friends are all welcome!

[ 𝟶𝟶𝟻 ] i am almost entirely anti-callout, the exception being substantiated evidence of criminal behavior (including harassment). i will not reblog them nor do i want to see them frequently on the dash. however, please tell me if someone has treated you badly in private. i do not abide bullies.

[ 𝟶𝟶𝟼 ] i don't practice mains or exclusives due to being burned too many times, but i do have affiliates for friends i've built a lot with. i highly recommend you follow them!

[ 𝟶𝟶𝟽 ] i've created all the graphics, psds, headcanons, and icons unless stated otherwise in the post, it's reblogged, or it's listed below. please do not steal, but i'm usually happy to share if asked!

[ 𝟶𝟶𝟾 ] finally, hi, hej, i'm kitty! glad to have you! i'm a historian and historical seamstress/tailor living in the united states, but i grew up internationally. you might catch a glimpse of my work in ooc posts here and there. if you or anyone else you know on this site are having a bad day, know at any time you can send in 'positivity please' anon or not (just make sure to include the url), i'll pull together some kind words to try to brighten that day.

[note-boom]

Something about bsd abilities and trauma and also literature as escapism to face reality better. Something about Atsushi's fantasy being all about strength and self healing and a rampaging "beast beneath the moonlight" when reality forces him to rely on others to heal and emphasizes his empathy and "weakness." Something about Dazai's escapist fantasy and character trope as something "no longer human" when he actually is very much human. Something about Yosano's fantasy being a world where "thou shalt not die" when reality keeps making her face death. Something about Kunikida's desires to be a "lone poet" against the world with just him and his ideals realised when reality is full of people he can't abandon. Or Kenji escaping into a world where he is "undefeated by the rain" and putting his entire soul into living that dream out. Or Akutagawa being (philosophically) consumed by his "rashoumon" when reality shows he doesn't always have to devour and overtake....

[thiinka]

Just saw Look Back in the theater. It's a perfect manga to film adaptation: integrity to both mediums, an actual reason to be adapted, and intentional and loving filmmaking as a celebration of human collaboration are all here. The music, voice acting, visual composition, backgrounds, and animation are amazing.

Even if you've already read the original, please, if you can, go see this. It's incredible.

[marigoldbaker]

Been deliberately refusing to finish my big bang fic because i am an adult ❤️❤️❤️ i am an adult who can sooooo handle finishing things ❤️❤️❤️ I definitely like the idea of putting this project down and having it be done after months of love ❤️❤️❤️

[nghtmarish]

okay but what if i add harley quinn but set in a boys verse? and by what if, i mean i totally am.

[belohved]

i think i need a werewolf ...

[chronosbled]

{ Forgive the quality and blueish lighting, I'm recording a screen capture from my PS5 with my phone, but Red XIII got his head stuck in... what I think is a light? Or maybe it's something for hanging stuff? I don't really know, but my poor fiery mountain lion is stuck and needs help.

I am over 160 hours in and he's still over here getting his head stuck in random objects at capped level (70) like he has no brain or a single thought within his head. This is why I love him and peep my beloved wife, Tifa. }

[malusrecord]

"Excuse me, would you care to dance?"

[truethes]

i know the end of pena.cony was supposed to symbolise the end of the story of the original trailblazers but like, the fact that the latest quest had mic.ah (mikh.ails descendant), boothi.ll (galaxy ran.ger) and mar.ch (trailblazer) come tg was so symbolic - for a moment it really did feel like the ending mikha.il would have imagined in the end, waiting for those 100's of years in the hope that his friends would return once more.

[nvrcmplt]

The Original Doll -- Caretaker Series ICARUS.

A species of a man-made greed, lust and wrath. Frederick created something he shouldn't have, but it didn't stop his desires of science from reaching its pinnacle. Those with the darkest secrets, the vilest of taboos - fed his research, gave him endless credits and money to pursue his curiosities of the human body, the power of science and overall, depravity. It probably doesn't sound like such a vile thing to get a Doll for care taking - however it wasn't just a butler made of synthetic materials and data in its smooth brain. It was a creation of monsters without ethics. A being born into this world under microscopes and in tubes filled with concoctions that would rattle the world.

But - the mattered not. It wasn't like it was human.

It wasn't a real child. It wasn't a real teenager. It wasn't a real adult. It was a thing.

And nothing but a thing to be used, abused and exploited to their owner's consent.

After all, when one has a dirty secret, keeping it locked behind closed doors is the best method of keeping the pupil away from it. Crime rates in the streets lowered by 80% Crime rates in general lowered by 40%

He was named ICARUS. A warning for the Scientists under Frederick's order to never get too close to the sun. Icarus remembers little and vague pieces of his life the moment his brainstem was placed into his body - he remembers the warmth of a bosom and the blinding lights of a sterile room. He never remembers anything else after closing his eyes. Another time was when he was standing on his own two feet, and said feet as impaled with pins and needles scattered on the floor. He doesn't remember much else besides staring into a pool of his own neon blue blood. It was pretty. Dreams like this happened over and over, memories of a fragmented growth period, but it never really stuck out to him as memories. More like vague dreams that he occasionally thinks back on when a moments silence allows him such.

The only memory he holds onto though, was meeting her, for the first time. She, like him - wasn't a human. They could tell each other apart easily… It was a strange existence, and they befriended each other very quickly. Hand in hand, much to the humans dislike, but it was research nonetheless. Even the banter Icarus learned, the conversational elements of his life, the violence of throwing punches and tackling bigger beings to the ground after classes. It was always a vivid memory with her, for her.

Then she fell ill, collapsing and clutching at her broken heart. Defective. Useless. A waste of time. A failure.

He never liked those words for Her, she never gave up and in turn - the time and love he held for her like he's read so many times in a book, he stood and turned to his caretakers, offering his heart as a replacement. He was big and strong, his pumped heavily and without pain. Unbroken and with their growing smiles, they allowed him to rest besides her in those sterile rooms, to have his heart removed and replaced with her defected one. Broken it was, but his body monitoring kept it alive. It was mended and fixed - a healthy heart but still too large for his body. After all, he hadn't grown as fast as she did, if anything - he never did grow.

Another blankness in his memory --- the last time he remembers a vivid memory of his life.

He grew to her age now, his body stiff and new, but her heart beats with every breath with him and for him. He holds a piece of her that can never be given to anyone else. For her, with her, laid his own.

Though he was sold and used, thrown aside and returned for years on end. She was always there to pick him back up, to mend his skin and tears, to break his bones for that fix of pleasure - to mend him back to new when it was time for another owner for his throat. The last memory he held after that night was whispering a goodbye - watching her leave with another group and within the year, he was granted his wish of being decommissioned.

So he slept.

In that time, he did not know his fellow Dolls grew vast and strong, devouring their masters and slaughtering their abusers. He did not know his creator was slaughtered by the devoted lunatic Yomi - a doll of his own series and self but with a mind ten times more demented after the loss of his One and Only Master.

He did not know Yomi, in his obsession took over Frederick's company - made it crash and burn once, but picked it right back up. Making it better, faster, newer and five times more successful. Frederick was never known for his connections on his own terms, always a recommended dirty secret - but Yomi didn't allow that to stay.

That reputation was ruined, his creator's name smeared into the dirt like trod on dog shit. Yomi, fought for them - in his own insanity to remake his Human as one of their own, but it was never possible. After all, he was a perfectionist, nothing would ever be as clean and beautiful as his memories.

So, that when in the depression of never being able to make his one and only return to him, he sent out a message. And in return, Sailor was once more on his doorstep. Then in their hands, did they hold the brain of one of their closet and oldest friends. . .

ICARUS 2.0.

Reborn, remade, recalibrated and rejoiced --- floating in a sea of bath bomb glitter, chemicals and fluids that would render any creature to death from suffocation, only filled his chosen organs. A heart held in its highest order, Sailor's old heart. His skin blended in their choices, his eyes and teeth - his tongue, nails and toes. Every part of him was refurbished. Every hour, every month, every year that passed - did they take their time for Icarus to be remade.

So, when his eyes opened for the first time since three years ago - - - Icarus, could only add to his memories - the face of his Sailor and newest family member, Yomi.

Now it was time to try and be a Doll once again.

[apollos-boyfriend]

The only piece of Neon Genesis media I've ever seen is the meme video of Asuka giving a tutorial on how to cook meth but this little fucker is adorable I'm pirating this movie immediately.

watch the series first watch the series first-

i have not watched the end of evangelion in a While but it probably will not make as much sense without the series. and that is saying something bc end of evangelion doesn’t make a lot of sense in the first place

[spiderwarden]

not me thinking of a baby Minthara being introduced to Yvonnel for the first time.

[handgiven]

WHEN DO YOU GAZE AT YOUR SOULMATE?

when they don't see you. you love them and you're not sure they know. but that's okay. you're used to loving more than you are loved. you give more than is given. and maybe others don't understand but you don't expect more. you tell yourself the love in your heart is not meant to be savored by anyone other than you. it's more than enough to get to exist at the same time as them. you stand in their shadow and you thank the sun for casting it. they touch your arm but they do not feel the same warmth which lingers on your skin for days. you gaze at them and they might even be looking right back but they are not seeing into your soul the same way you have memorized theirs.

it's enough you tell yourself. it's enough. it's enough. but what if it's not? and what if you're wrong. what if they see you and all this time you have been too scared to ask what they're looking at.

tagged by @griefacquainted tagging anyone interested !! please do tag me so i can see your results :')

[take-ya-to-the-ghey-bar]

{more ooc posting on dash over here for tonight lmao, but~...}

have a sneaky peek at smth i've been working on for the past little while-- (and please open the pic for a proper view aaaa--)

[yumenosakiacademy]

v much a pain trying 2 go thru LL blogs tht dont separate the series in2 diff tags. or they do but they also hav the general LL tag n thus the 1st season technically doesnt hav 1 bc it gets lumped in w all the other girls from every series.

[heroicmultiverse]

//Definitely wanna use my girl, so if anybody wants to interact with a human-turned-mutant lizard, please let me know.