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lionsharkie · 3 months ago
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Gamer s/o with itoshi rin
I may or may not have been inspired by @merlucide
Rin
Has been playing horror games since sae left him
You were fan of horror and you met him at old run down store that sold teen Magazines and video games
You both Reached for game silent Hill 2
Hands Touched the same console
"Oh you also play silent Hill 2" rin replied with "yeah why would I get it otherwise"
"Oh Feist wel it could have been gift but I guess it wasn't say I haven't Met alot of people irl that like this game"
"I like gore mostly that"
"Okay edglord"
First meeting didn't go wel
But after that you saw one nother every day at same store
Talked about video games
Slowly but surely you started feeling butterfly's in your chest another him
On rins end he was feeling same thing
So you confessed thinking he would reject you but he said yes
Netflix and chill NO video games night every night
You made him play dti
He got Invested into lore but would never let you
[This all I got throw tomatoes at me]
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divingsave · 2 months ago
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chappell roan in a liverpool kit, lfc girlies we won!
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maareyas · 1 year ago
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CLOWN LORE 🤡 because I actually have a lot of thoughts about Pierrot despite him being little more than a mascot.
Pierrot has the ability to transform into different ages: specifically his default toddler form, his teenager self, and adult self. He's not actually rapidly aging/de-aging himself, however! Rather, he actually is transforming...into a different facet of "Pierrot".
Each of the 'forms' have distinct personalities and thoughts, and consider the other forms as separate from himself. Though, they are all "Pierrot". Basically, they are not the same person, but they also are, simultaneously. It's unclear where the lines separating these 3 are.
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swaggypsyduck · 2 years ago
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this weirdly specific thing pinterest suggested to me is so us
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BDNSJDKSJD NO BC THIS IS LITERALLY US😭
they got the hijab too that's crazyyyy. ur pintrest is stalking ur tumblr💀💀
(im saving this and using this to flirt in the future: meaning i have no rizz)
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tabiito · 24 days ago
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DEBÍ TIRAR MÁS FOTOS — hard launching with the blue lock boys after a rumour includes: sae, karasu, rin + bonus: shidou note: i've tried to keep fcs ambigious but unfortunately i was to only find fem bodied ones, ima work and make the next part more gender neutral
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Sae Itoshi, who reads the rumour and straight up announces your engagement
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Sae squints over your shoulder as your lips part in disbelief over the brazen lies the gossip account has been posting. You feel his hot breath on your bare shoulder, stretching your arm further, knowing he's not wearing his reading glasses which he's left in the villa.
It's a lovely summer evening in Mallorca, miles away from Ibiza, and by some eerie circumstance the beach at your resort is empty, save for the two of you. Your day of sunbathing and reading had been pleasant, however, this preposterous rumour poked through your sanctuary of peace as a friend forwarded it to you.
This was one of many you'd had to endure in your three years of dating Sae (longer, if you'd count the long-distance pining), so it doesn't bother you as much. You know what you were getting into when you set your sights on a football prodigy as successful and good looking as Sae, though he hates how you placidly accept this news with a purse of your lips and a sigh.
He feels offence on your behalf as he spies the hotel staff setting up the candlelight dinner he plans on proposing to you at at the edge of the shore, the Cartier ring you've been eyeing for the longest time tucked into his bag.
Pressing a kiss to the juncture of skin between your neck and shoulder, he ignores the guilt that's creeping up his spine when he tells you to "pay the paparazzi no mind."
He can't help himself to slip his phone out and snap a picture of the scenery before him, you basking in the twilight in your bikini top, a copy of My Year of Rest and Relaxation over your eyes as the blazing Sun sinks into the sea.
The decision to keep your relationship private was a mutual one; in the initial stages Sae didn't want you to be harassed by his legions of loyal fans, and you didn't want Sae, known for his private image to be harangued by reporters when they should be focusing on his performance. You never really talked about reverting this decision, and as time with him flew by, you became an expert at dealing with the baggage that comes with being involved with a celebrity.
However, when Sae feels your incadescent smile against his lips, the band on your finger glinting in the moonlight, the images of the beginning of a shared life flashing at the back of his head, he thinks that you shouldn't have to deal with his baggage any longer; not when the two of you were starting a chapter together.
Later that night, inhaling the scent of the ocean and strawberry margaritas in your hair as you sleep peacefully in his arms, Sae hits "post."
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Oliver Aiku, who needs to be defended by you, the only person who he's ever posted
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"Ooh, you're getting clocked," you giggle, carding your free hand through his hair and swiping through your Twitter feed with the other. Cracking one emerald eye open, Oliver lets out a weary sigh.
"What now?", he grumbles. "If they've finally traced back all those Barou dating rumours to me just know I've included you in my will."
"'Included'? Am I not getting your entire estate, you stingy old man?", you tease, tugging at his roots. He groans in response, mimicking a ruffled cat who'd just been rudely interrupted from its afternoon nap.
"And no, apparently, your exes have grouped together to do a confessional on you in some tabloid," you chuckle, passing him his phone. You, better than anyone else, know Oliver's complicated romantic past, womanising behaviour and hookup culture fuelled coping tendencies while the two of you pined for each other from the sidelines for years, hoping to erase thoughts of the other by pursuing half-assed relationships.
Not that it worked particularly well, considering you're spending summer break in his apartment in Stockholm simulating level of domesticity you'd taken to a little scarily fast.
Reading out some of the downright malicious things his exes have said ("Really? You'd place sports bets based on their recommendations? No wonder you lost so much cash."), he hears the tinkle of your laughter through his sun-dappled room at some of these quotes, happy at how you were secure enough with him to dismiss these silly one liners as figments of his unscrupulous past.
The truth is that he's really been trying. You've always been too important to him to fuck things up with — the source of his exes' despair of always being "obsessed with texting someone else at late hours of the night", courtesy of different timezones, or being the only person he'd pick up drunk when you'd be in Tokyo. For once, he was nervous about a relationship, treating you with unexpected gentleness.
You've taken many of his firsts, he realises: first proper date he actually planned out, first time sending flowers at two and three month anniversaries, all that corny stuff he never saw himself doing.
He only supposes you take this first and last from him, too.
Swiping off Twitter, Oliver begins poring through your Photos to find a suitable snap from last night when you'd met his friends at the club. Settling on one where he's wearing cufflinks with the initials of your name, he accesses his Instagram from your phone (a safety measure), calmly adding one more post to his limited feed.
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Rin Itoshi, who's honestly been itching to do this for a while now
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"For fuck's sake," Rin grouses, sipping the water you just handed him. Drenched in sweat, jersey sticking to his back, he'd been grateful when you showed up to give him company as he trained, saying something about "studying anatomy" while pencilling in your sketchbook as he took shot after shot.
Instead, he's subjected to you quizzically raising an eyebrow in the direction of his over-enthusiastic physiotherapist who had a thing for announcing to the public whenever her and Rin were together.
Peeved at the sheer idiocy of the rumour, and irritated at her complete disrespect for Rin's boundaries, with his dislike of publicity well-documented, you were rightfully going to march over and give her a piece of your mind. It wasn't like you'd spend your afternoons in the bleachers of the Parc Des Princes to soak in the sweat, or that Rin would saunter over to you in every free minute to critique your latest doodle — since the day you'd preached at him in the Louvre, everyone from the coaching analysts to substitutes on PXG knew you were a couple.
Rin can practically feel the annoyance radiating off you in an aura unlike the ones that possessed footballers during heated matches. A little pleased with the jealousy something as petty as a gossip column elicited from you, he appreciatively hands you the bottle back and gives your hand a squeeze.
"I've got this."
Though he has to wrangle out the passwords for his social media accounts from his management since he rarely uses them, Rin makes it a point to carefully vet and select photos of you and him during his break. Though he looks comical in some, and downright unflattering in others, he couldn't give a damn less seeing the excitement in your eyes as you lean over the barrier, Airdropping photos to him.
After curating the perfect post, Rin calls for his physio, who practically skips along the grass to the bleachers, but blanches when she sees your unimpressed expression.
"Take a picture of us," he brusquely asks, shoving his phone into her hands, downturned in a sneer. Before she can react, he catches you completely off guard, crashing his lips against yours. Your eyes are shut, but you know him well enough to sense that he's smirking right now. He kisses you a lot longer than necessary for one shot, snaking his hand along your waist for good measure, practically pulling you over the blue barriers on your tiptoes.
You squeak when he lets go, licking his lips ever so slightly as the mortified PT squirms while handing him his phone. "Huh. So you are half-competent at something after all."
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Tabito Karasu, who's three months in and knows you're the one
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Karasu's a perfect gentleman. Even before you started dating, back in highschool, he'd be one of those quietly chivalric guys who'd hold doors open or jackets above your head if it rained. The kind of guy who'd snatch grocery bags out of your hand despite making a quip about "weak arms." Now, you think that he's a little too perfect.
Things that would be a dealbreaker in other relationships, such as both of your packed schedules, the invasiveness of the internet and the fact that time was not on your side most of the time almost spurred Karasu on to make an extra effort. Your research is going late into the night? He's there to pick you up. You're craving takeout after being absolutely decimated by a physics seminar? He's already wearing his baseball cap and sunglasses, one foot out of the door.
Truth be told, Karasu's a little over-awed by you and your brain He thinks he could spent hours immersed in your world as you ramble on about the paradoxes and theories you're learning, or the cutting-edge research you're contributing to. Though it makes him acutely aware that he has much to learn outside of football, you satiate his curiosity in ways that make him feel that he's the only person you've deigned worth talking to.
Otoya makes fun of him for how whipped he is, and though he hasn't had much experience prior to you other than people just throwing themselves at him, he knows this is more than a fleeting crush. So he goes the extra mile in every little thing, sparing no expense.
The day your finals were over he ringed in the celebrations with you in your dorm, blasting songs he was surprised you even knew the lyrics to. Scaring him with your ability to recite Future bar for bar with him on "Low Life", Karasu feels overcome with an urge hold onto you for dear life. The need to make it exclusively clear to everyone around him that you're the one for him becomes much clearer when a shopping trip turns to an absurd coincidence in the rumour mill, one that's got you all nervous in front of him.
He can't help but feel the dull stab of anger as you, clearly overwhelmed by the opinion of the Internet, spend the day upset. If it's one thing he dislikes, it's when things don't go his way. Instead of complaining about it, though, the words leave his mouth before he can even process what they mean, a rarity for someone like him.
"Come with me to the JFA dinner this weekend."
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BONUS: Shidou Ryusei, who never even thought it was a secret
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a/n yall im not freaky enough yet to write for shidou but i think the scenario is a really funny one in my head i had sm fun doing this though we got barou n isagi down for pt 2 who else?
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gyokutoll · 1 month ago
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𝐆𝐄𝐓 𝐓𝐎 𝐊𝐍𝐎𝐖 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐌𝐔𝐍.
———  BASICS!
NAME:  Haju (pronounced "hi, you!")
PRONOUNS: she / her
TAKEN OR SINGLE: married to hotaru*
*delusional, single
———  THREE  FACTS!
My first RP was Warrior cats OCs (real)
I once was half an hour late from lunch because I helped an old lady and had to talk to police about it
I know three languages
———  EXPERIENCE!
PLATFORMS USED: tumblr, twitter, discord, old ass chatrooms, carrier pigeon
PLOTTING / WINGING IT / MEMES: My preferences go plotting > memes > winging it. I can wing it, but it's a little tiring having to be the one always setting the scene and justifying why muses would be interacting. Memes at least give me some vague guidance and plotting can be nice and helpful.
———  MUSE  PREFERENCE!
GENDER: Hotaru is a lie, I usually prefer writing women. He just snuck in and won over my female OCs somehow.
MULTI OR SINGLE: Single. My brain is powered by a hamster on a wheel and if it has too many blogs to focus on, it WILL die.
LEAST FAVOURITE FACECLAIM(S): I truly deeply, in my heart, do not care about fcs that much to have one I dislike
———  FLUFF / ANGST / SMUT
FLUFF: I love fluff... would love to write it one day.
ANGST: I feel like this is the bulk of what I'm working with since I write so much horror. I'm a horror writer by trade so I'm used to writing darker, less than happy themes. It's why it's so easy for me to grab Hotaru by his ankles and fling him into the sun. It's not that I necessarily love trauma porn or anything, I just think dissecting the psyche through horror and angst is very fun.
SMUT : I can write it but it doesn't come up often. Smut-neutral. It can be good for character dynamic progression but it's not something I'm ever really gunning for. I think it should have like... narrative weight and significance. This doesn't even necessarily mean for, like, romantic ships. But if the character is having sex early on in the story, what does that say about them? Why? Are they avoiding it? Why is that? How people interface with others, what kind of sex they're willing to have, and with who can tell you a lot about their value system.
I love theft
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abalathia · 6 months ago
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- lfrp : florence corlieux (crystal / balmung)
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【 ❛ The Basics ⋯⋯ ⋯
⊰ Age: Thirty.
⊰ Birthday: 10th Sun of the 2nd Astral Moon
⊰ Race: Hyur. Highlander / Midlander.
⊰ Gender: Female.
⊰ Sexuality: Pansexual/Panromantic.
⊰ Marital Status: Single.
⊰ Alignment: Chaotic Neutral.
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【 ❛ Physical Appearance ⋯⋯ ⋯
⊰ Hair: Naturally auburn. Often glamoured black or ash blonde.
⊰ Eyes: Amber.
⊰ Height: 6'2”.
⊰ Build: Athletic and muscular.
⊰ Distinguishing Marks: Scar on left eye and brow. Beauty mark under right eye. Freckled face and chest. Scars across arms, abdomen, and legs.
⊰ Common Accessories: Simple gold necklace with the mark of Rhalgr.
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【 ❛ Personal ⋯⋯ ⋯
⊰ Profession: Mercenary.
⊰ Hobbies: Sparring, self-indulgence, and star gazing.
⊰ Languages: Eorzean.
⊰ Residence: None. Nomadic lifestyle.
⊰ Birthplace: Ala Mhigo.
⊰ Religion: Follower of Rhalgr.
⊰ Patron Deity: Rhalgr.
⊰ Fears: Failure, abandonment.
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【 ❛ Relationships ⋯⋯ ⋯
⊰ Spouse: None.
⊰ Children: None.
⊰ Siblings: Two twin brothers. Keeps in close contact.
⊰ Parents:
- Mother: Keeps in close contact.
- Father: Estranged.
⊰ Other Relatives: Estranged.
⊰ Pets: A small orange tabby that lives on the ship.
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【 ❛ Traits ⋯⋯ ⋯
⇢ Extroverted / In Between / Introverted
⇢ Disorganized / In Between / Organized
⇢ Close Minded / In Between / Open Minded
⇢ Calm / In Between / Anxious
⇢ Disagreeable / In Between / Agreeable
⇢ Cautious / In Between / Reckless
⇢ Patient / In Between /  Impatient
⇢ Outspoken / In Between / Reserved
⇢ Leader / In Between / Follower
⇢ Empathetic / In Between / Apathetic
⇢ Optimistic / In Between / Pessimistic
⇢ Traditional / In Between / Modern
⇢ Hard-working / In Between / Lazy
⇢ Cultured / In Between / Uncultured
⇢ Loyal / In Between / Disloyal
⇢ Faithful / In Between / Unfaithful
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【 ❛ Additional information ⋯⋯ ⋯
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⊰ Smoking Habit: Frequently.
⊰ Drugs: Frequently.
⊰ Alcohol: Frequently (all the time).
【 ❛ RP Hooks ⋯⋯ ⋯
⋮ ➊ Crystal Braves: Though disbanded and tarnished, the Crystal Braves were Florence's first semblance of structure and family outside of her blood. Perhaps you served alongside her, or maybe you have a bounty for her head for her betrayal. Regardless, Florence does not shy away from her past and will not stand for the erasure of her conquests - nor the sacrifices made along the way.
- Florence served time for her crimes against Eorzea and earned her freedom in exchange for her plea against fellow Braves. While there is no official bounty against her, she's sure to have ruffled a few feathers and gained an enemy or two.
⋮ ➋ Sell-Sword: Florence is a hired sell-sword for an Ala Mhigan textile merchant. Her endeavors currently have her traveling to the distant shores of Thavnair and most recently the New World. She often partakes in local hunts and fetes and can be seen lurking around taverns and inns once the sun sets.
- Have a mark or target you need captured or eliminated? Florence is a perfect hire: discreet, effective, and ruthless.
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⋮ ➌ Black Market: Struggling to cope, Florence has developed a nasty taste for all things indulgent. Should your contacts hear of a woman in search to quench her vices, Florence is sure to be near.
- There is no price too high or steep for Florence, and she's willing to stoop to the lowest of levels to sate her addictions.
【 ❛ OOC Information  ⋯⋯ ⋯
⋮ ➊ Feel free to shoot me a PM here, on Discord ( scifidblftr ), or IG ( Florence Corlieux@Balmung ).
⋮ ➋ I primarily RP over Discord but am open to events and IG plots.
⋮ ➌ I am looking for connections, partners, and an IC FC. Even if you don’t RP, I’m always open to chat!
I am fine with: romance, angst, action, horror, slice of life, adventure, and much more. I am not fine with: noncon, plotless smut, and controversial kinks.
Please keep in mind that Florence is a good person who has done evil things for the sake of freedom. Everything she's done, she's viewed as just or for the greater good. Most of her negative qualities and choices can be attributed to her drug and alcohol addictions even if they do not absolve her of her crimes.
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jujutsustraycats · 7 months ago
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If you run across this blog, you have officially been sucked into a whirlpool of reblogs, ramblings and the occasional (really, Ish? Occasional?) brainrot over fiction. Do stay for tea.
Some things if you do stay over for tea:
- I'm fine with interacting with people of age 14 and above, but I understand if you're not okay with me. Just be warned: this is a 16+ blog, I may or may not post suggestive stuff. Read at your own caution, I am not responsible if you do.
- That being said, this is a safe space. Bigots of any sorts are welcome to leave.
- I'm not online all that much, so I apologize if I'm a bit late in responding to you. Feel free to send me asks.
Now that's out of the way–
Hi, the name's Ish, and I'm just a very awkward teen guy who sounds like a golden retriever but is not. Nice to meet ya. He/him but gender neutral's cool too.
I'm... supposedly an INTP (or INTJ? Still working it out), but best not to ask. I have an identity crisis almost every other day. Probably INTP. Still not sure. Help.
Please do not ask me to speak in Hindi, I will probably make you cry from how horrible my vocabulary is. Course B go wiiiiii
I also have a horrible tagging style. Sorry about that. Did I mention I apologize and use the crying emoji a lot? If I didn't, now you know.
Proud member of Girlfriend FC and La Familia Nami. Don't ask. It's too long a story. Maybe some other day.
Likes: Academia, books in general, poetry, animanga (I'm sounding super nerdish now aaa), talking to the peeps I like, fictional characters, COFFEEEEEEEEEEEEE, being alone (please talk to me though, I like you guys talking to me). Also, lazing around is a given I relate to Nagi so much. Please talk to me about your interests, I would love that.
Expect a lot of edits to this :)
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grapecaseschoices · 4 months ago
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I decided to use #veilguard30 by @/pavus as an excuse to flesh out my rooks!
DAY 1: Name.
ESTHER THORNE
Esther: Esther is a feminine name derived from Hebrew or Persian, possibly meaning "star". It is also the name of a biblical queen who saved her people from destruction.
Vashoth; Grey Warden; Mage (Spellbinder)
cis woman; she/her
arrogant, expressionless, playful, attentive, charismatic, unyielding, picky
fc: stephanie yeboah
Possible LI: Bellara.
FREYR INGELLVAR
Freyr: The name Freyr has its origins in Scandinavian mythology and holds great significance within the Norse pantheon. Derived from Old Norse, the name Freyr is translated to mean Lord. In Norse mythology, Freyr is a prominent god associated with fertility, prosperity, and peace. (source)
Nickname, besides Rook: Fre.
Orzammar (Dust Town)-Born, Surface-Raised; Mourn Watch; Warrior (Reaper)
gender subject to change cis man; he/him
straightforward, political, sweet, respectful, patient. insecure, covetous
fc: ???
Possible LI: Taash
VALENTIN DE RIVA
Valentine: Valentine is a gender-neutral name of Latin origin meaning “strong” or “healthy.” It is derived from the Latin word valens, and is related to the Latin names Valentinus and Valentinian. Valentine has biblical roots with over 50 saints and a pope sharing the same name. (source)
Nickname, besides Rook: 'Tín
Tal-Vashoth; Antivan Crow; Mage (Death Caller)
trans man; he/they
daring, quirky, lively, protective, meticulous, thievish
fc; blake leahy & laith ashley (somewhere in-between)
Possible LI: Davrin
FARRYN LAIDIR
Farryn: The baby boy name Farryn is also used as a girl name. Its pronunciation is FAA-RihN †. Farryn is used chiefly in the English language and it is also derived from English origins. Farryn is a variant of the name Farrin (English) (source) | In English Baby Names the meaning of the name Farryn is: Adventurous (source)
Nickname, besides Rook: Ryn.
half-(surface) Dwarf & half-(city) Elf; Lords of Fortune; Rogue (Saboteur)
nonbinary; ey/em
gremelin nonfussy, sentimental, pragmatic, impulsive, LiarTM, self-centered
fc: bailey bass
Possible LI: Neve or Lucanis
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vampyc-bah · 3 months ago
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🦇 // this rq took us . 20 days to get to . but here it is ! probably source inaccurate , i only did extremely surface-level research . also , some of the names may be closed ... ? if that's something you're concerned about , i'd recommend looking into them yourself .
🩸basics ;;
full name ⸝ toga himiku other names ⸝ miu , juno , amaryllis , athan , chirayu , darling , aurora / rory , aima , torelai , lovina , valentine , cerise , carmilla / carm , vita , ayuna , blair , adelaide / addie , aiko ,  ariadne , ayuna , blair , cherry , ciara , eveline , ivy , juliet , olivia / liv , morgana , ramona , raven , rosalind , rose , ruby , sanguis , scarlett , selene , vesperette , velvet , violet , yara species ⸝ human age ⸝ 19 birthday ⸝ august 7th
🦇 identity ;;
gender ⸝ romarrus genderflux mirrorfem orientation ⸝ sadobsessive aceflux ambiamorous pansexual pronouns ⸝ she / they  / sae / v / vie / xae / cae / kye / zi / quoi / one / heart / blood / gut / fang / adore / ichor / honey / gore / cute / ( des / desire ) / ( che / cherish ) / ( sangui / sanguine ) terms ⸝ feminine and neutral misc ids ⸝ obsessive lovesona , vampirehearted
🩸syspecific ;; 
role ⸝ trauma holder , symptom holder type ⸝ bahtroject , fictive source ⸝ toga himiku ( bnha ) , @vampyc-bah sign-off ⸝ 🫀🔪
🦇personal ;;
appearance ⸝ slightly divergent from source , changes are reflected in fc aesthetic ⸝ gorecore , ero-guru , traumacore likes & dislikes ⸝ himiko likes blood , pomegranates , and tart cherry juice . she dislikes being bossed around and rejection . interests ⸝ painting , body mods
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creds ⸝ 1 , 2 , 3 , name && prn sources : 1 & 2
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lionsharkie · 2 months ago
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Unexpected romance with even weirder start
These lunch tastes like shit and cardboard, you thought to yourself. I'll leave your lunch and go to your tree all your friends, wel 2 friends have different lunchtime so you walk on down
You're no loner but not popular either, and your smartness depends on your mood
You wised you can talk about your friends or read ao3
And you crash into someone, and you crash right on lips, not kissing more like too lips snacking
Then, time seemed to stop the area, which wasn't crowded but not empty. There may be a few rumours that may have risen from this
"I'm so sorry. Are you okay." You got better look at the guy he's tall teal eyes long bangs eyelashes you'd kill for
"Watch you lukewarm weirdo."
"That's isn't nice. You know nobody would kiss you willing with that personallity."
Should I write part 2
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muffinsin · 1 year ago
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Resident evil village
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Faith Seed
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lcvesickboy · 14 days ago
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jaeha park, was it? welcome to the safe zone. it says here you’re a 27 year-old tourist? just verifying. according to the others, you’re both adaptable and volatile. but, that ribbon? keep it to yourself. guard it. things will blow over soon and you can go back to painting. ( jeon jungkook, cis male, he/his)
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A B O U T
full   name   :    Park Jaeha    nickname   :    Jae       age   :    27.      gender   :   cis man.        pronouns   :    he   /   his   fc: jeon jungkook orientation   :    heterosexual /heteroromantic.     date   of   birth   :    july 05th, 1997    place of   birth   :    Seoul, Sk.   spoken languages: korean (native), english (basic) .
P H Y S I C A L
hair color & style   :    longish black, usually let free   body and build :  muscular eye color:    dark brown tattoos :    a full arm sleeve of them.      piercings:   4 en each ear, one in his eyebrow and on on his lower lip     clothing style:    mainly black, oversized clothes   distinguishing characteristics : scar on his cheek from when he fell as a child
P E R S O N A L I T Y.
+passionate +adaptable +genuine +loyal
-volatile - opinionated -stubborn -resentful
likes   :    paranormal stuff, music, art, tattoos, sports .    dislikes: crowded spaces, school, being sick. fears:    solitude habits :    playing with the ring on his lip, always moving some part of his body.   moral alignament :    Chaotic neutral   
B A C K G R O U N D.
Park Jaeha was a simple turist when it happened.
He along with his girlfriend were traveling to the us to celebrate his recent military discharge.
They had just planned a short two week trip for themselves before going back to his new reality, jobhunting but free after 2 years.
The chaos that the decay brought while the two of them tried to reach the safe zone managed to separate them leaving Jaeha with only her ribbon as a consolation.
He was taken into the safe zone being an asset for them because of his military training yet he wants nothing more than to go out there and find her. And he tries, more than a couple of times yet there is always someome stopping him, maybe she is already there and he has yet to see her...
Betwen the separation and his basic english, Jaeha feels more alone than ever.
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autobot-ome · 2 months ago
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My Bio
Name: Ome (Pronounced O-mey).
Nickname(s): Little Spark, Spec (Omega), Kid, Sweetspark (Ironhide), Lass, Kiddo (TF Cybertron Metroplex), Little one (FOC Metroplex), Little blue (Jazz), Starlight (Sunstorm), My Queen (Scourge).
Age:
- TFA & Bayverse: 3.5 million stellar-cycles (years) old.
- TF Cybertron: 100 stellar-cycles old.
- Fall Of Cybertron: 18 stellar-cycles old.
Height: 5'5"/165cm.
Birthplace: Vector Sigma, Cybertron.
Gender: Femme.
Pronouns: She/Her.
Sexuality: Heterosexual (Straight).
Faction:
- TFA & Bayverse: Autobot.
- TF Cybertron: Neutral, then Autobot.
- Fall Of Cybertron: Neutral.
Rank:
- TFA & Bayverse: Warrior and Hacker.
- TF Cybertron: Welder.
- Fall Of Cybertron: N/A.
Alt mode: N/A.
Weapon(s):
- TFA & Bayverse: Two blasters on her forearms, and her tendrils can be used to plug into devices, hack and give an electric shock to the enemy. - TF Cybertron: Her tendrils can be used to give an electric shock, when she activates her Cyber Key power, her tendrils become longer and unleash a powerful blast of electricity, her Cyber Key Power can also be used to transform her welder into a blaster.
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- Fall Of Cybertron: Her tendrils can be used to give an electric shock.
Accent: British (Brummie).
Personality:
- TFA & Bayverse: She can be seen as quiet and shy around those she doesn't know, even wary at times, but once she gets to know them she is friendly and can even be cheeky at times. But she is fierce against the enemy so is not one to be underestimated, and if she is called Puny or Pipsqueak it will rile her up. Once someone makes friends with her, she would be a trusted friend to them, and she will not hesitate to stand up for her family and friends. - TF Cybertron: Around those she knows, she is friendly, talkative and can be a bit cheeky, however around strangers she is quiet and wary unless they prove to be trustworthy, she would be a solid friend to have as she would have their backs, she can have a little bit of a temper when taunted and can get angry if her Sire is insulted so wouldn't hesitate to stand up for those she cares about, and like the other Gigantians, she has a sense of pride in her work. - Fall Of Cybertron: She is quiet and keeps to herself, she has the worry of getting caught by the Decepticons and feels vulnerable, she is desperate to feel protected as she has never had that feeling before. She is hopeful that the conflict will end one day and she can finally feel safe.
Appearance:
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Holoform (TFA & Bayverse only): FC - Emeraude Toubia.
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Holoform's outfit:
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Background:
- Transformers Animated: Ome was the last Sparkling born from Vector Sigma, unusually she had no Creators, so the initial decision was for her to be sent to the Youth Sectors. However, Omega Supreme did not want her to be without a family, so he decided right then and there to take her on as his own. He formed a family bond with her and raised her to the femme she is today, she met Ratchet and Ultra Magnus when she was six years old and grew up during the war, but was unaware of it until her Sire told her about it when she was thirteen years old, when she was sixteen she was given blasters and was trained by Omega, then when she was eighteen she teamed up with her Sire as a last line of defense and it has been that way ever since. After the Battle of Iacon, she was actually offered a place in the Elite Guard by Ultra Magnus, but she declined and was assigned to a space-bridge repair crew so she could remain with her Sire. - Transformers Bayverse: Ome was the last Sparkling born from Vector Sigma and had no Creators initially, but that was until Ironhide took her on as his own and formed a family bond with her, she grew up around her Sire and the other Autobots, they'd take it in turns to Sparklingsit her, so she had grown up around all of them. She was told of the war when she was the equivalent of a thirteen year old and was given blasters and trained at sixteen by Ironhide, then at eighteen she became an Autobot Warrior and Hacker and would mostly team up with her Sire. During one of the last battles on Cybertron and when things were getting worse, she left Cybertron with Optimus, Ironhide, Ratchet, Jazz and Bumblebee in a Cybertronian pod, ending up on Earth with them. - Transformers Cybertron (Unicron Trilogy): Ome was the last Sparkling born from Vector Sigma on Cybertron, however because of the war between the Autobots and Decepticons, it wasn't safe for her to stay on the planet, so it was decided by Vector Prime that she would be sent off-world, so he was the one to place her in a stasis pod and open a space gate, sending her pod out into the cosmos. Her pod floated for a while until it ended up on a giant planet, Gigantian, where she was found by Metroplex, Quickmix and Menasor, naturally wary that it was a trick from Planet X, Metroplex still checked and it would turn out to be her, it would be discovered on her pod that she was originally from Cybertron and born from Vector Sigma, so Metroplex decided to become her Sire and form a family bond with her, she grew up on Gigantian and was even babysat by Quickmix and Menasor who were here Uncle figures, she became a Welder when she was sixteen stellar-cycles old and has been doing that job ever since. - Fall Of Cybertron: Ome was the last Sparkling born from Vector Sigma in the midst of the war, unfortunately no one was able to take care of her because of said war, so she ended up at the Youth Sectors, while she at least was taken care of and had a roof over her helm, she hadn't been completely oblivious to the sounds of gunfire outside because of the war. She grew up in the Youth Sectors until she had to leave when she was eighteen, meaning she was now alone and had to fend for herself on a war-torn world, she did her best to stay hidden and get energon whenever she could, but she was afraid and vulnerable. After a close encounter with some Decepticons that she narrowly got away from, she stumbled upon a large silvery grey building and went inside, she suspected the building wasn't a normal building because of the moving walls and floors and was led down to the core of the building, seeing a large vibrant Spark and she realised that this whole building was a Cybertronian, who was known as Metroplex.
Likes:
- Music.
- Astronomy.
- Gaming.
- Spending time with friends and family.
- Welding (TF Cybertron only).
Dislikes:
- Decepticons.
- Being called Puny or Pipsqueak.
Fear(s):
- Losing her Sire.
- Pitch black darkness.
- Creepy-crawlies.
- Lightning.
Strength(s):
- Good flier.
- Accurate shooter (TFA, Bayverse and TF Cybertron only).
- Can listen to orders.
- Her size can help her to hide if needs be.
- If she shocks someone it can be painful to the recipient, if she uses a high voltage shock it has the potential to knock a Cybertronian into stasis depending on their size.
Weakness(es):
- Blind in her right optic, due to a scar, so has no depth perception. (TFA and Bayverse only).
- Her size can give her a disadvantage since a Decepticon could easily swat her out of the air if they manage it. - If she shocks someone continuously it would eventually weaken her, and if she shocks someone with a high voltage shock it will leave her weakened and vulnerable to attack.
Crush:
Animated - Sunstorm or Jazz.
Bayverse - Jazz, Drift or Hound.
TF Cybertron - Scourge or Jetfire.
Family:
Animated - Omega Supreme (Sire/Father).
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Bayverse - Ironhide (Sire/Father).
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TF Cybertron - Metroplex (Sire/Father).
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Fall Of Cybertron - Metroplex (Eventual Sire/Father).
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Other info:
- When she is shy, she is very quiet and tends to stay close to Omega / Ironhide / Metroplex, and will only communicate with him through their bond. - She also has thrusters on the soles of her feet that she can bring out when she wants to fly and can retract them when on the ground. - When she is riled up she would have to be held back as she would go after whoever would call her Puny or Pipsqueak without thinking. - She has a battle mask that covers her nose and mouth in battle. - Omega / Ironhide/ Metroplex is protective of her. - When she is angry, she has the tendency to slip into her native language, Cybertronian, if she is arguing with someone or ranting (but she doesn't argue or rant all the time). - She can hear the Omega Frequency, which triggers visions of what is to come, but they stop once she has helped Primus to fire The Ark (TF Cybertron only).
Verse(s):
- Transformers Animated.
- Transformers Bayverse.
- Transformers Cybertron (Unicron Trilogy).
- Transformers: Fall Of Cybertron.
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maristellarium · 5 months ago
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Excerpt:
Name: Yue "Yulia" Xiao
Age: 19 -> 22
Gender: Female
Species: Human
Ethnicity: Chinese
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Weapon: Shotgun ; Parasol
Skills/Strengths: Strategems, Theories, Philosophy, Psychology
Position: Commandant of Gray Raven ; Founder/Leader of [Celebration]
Affiliation: Gray Raven / Babylonia
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FC: Yumiella Dolkness from Villainess lvl99
Appearance
A young woman with black eyes and black hair. The bangs are styled in a manner reminiscent of the Golden Age's "hime-cut", but otherwise grown long enough to reach her waist; she usually ties her hair into a high ponytail while on duty, however.
Her features are fairly appealing to the average onlooker, but are accompanied by a frequent tendency to seem scarily sharp for the unacquainted - especially her eyes, which isn't helped by the fact that she has an inexplicable habit of wearing a silvery pair of non-prescription, half-moon glasses. Adding to this, she rarely shows emotion on her face, usually opting to wear a diplomatically neutral expression instead.
In terms of attire, she is usually seen wearing some manner of military attire, be it her grayscale uniform for missions or sleek outfits for the office. She might even be seen in the same outside of work. Beyond that, she hardly wears anything colorful unless it's a special occasion, dressing in nice but simple dresses in black or white.
Personality
A quiet, deeply no-nonsense personality, but to the point that she doesn't even seem to spare her sight, words, memory or attention to anything she deems unnecessary to even acknowledge. This can easily create the impression that she's a cold and distant person with little to nothing to say, carrying an unintentional air of haughtiness borne of dismissiveness.
And to some extent... that isn't completely wrong either. If she's not interested, then she's simply not interested - if she's not interested in someone, then why bother? Trite words of consideration are still trite at the end of the day. To pretend to care is still pretending. Isn't that the more cruel thing to do?
What does it even mean to be cruel? What does it mean to be kind? What does it mean to care? What does it mean to be warm? What does it mean to be bad? What does it mean to be good?
What does it mean to be human?
In a world of Constructs born from flesh and blood humans, a science-defying virus evolving into intelligent creatures, and humans themselves -
Yulia has a clear understanding of all these things. After all, there have been people before her who pondered these things too, albeit not all of them and not all at once. Dictionaries have clear-cut definitions of all these things. And if something is "unknown" or "uncertain", that too is a definition and answer of its own.
...What does it even mean, to "understand" all of this?
Is it "human" to understand this? Accept this? Should she? Is there supposed to be a "reason"? A "cause"? Why or why not?
—No, it's far too confusing to proceed so arbitrarily. Let's start from a simpler foundation. The basics. Clean-cut, all pieces laid out, then branch forward—
This is why she's decided as such - to approach the world like the pieces of a puzzle or a more elaborate chessboard full of moves to make and manipulate. Everything can be cut up into the many moving parts of a clockwork plan, and it's all a matter of understand the parts and rules inside-out, fiddling with them as necessary, seeing how they fit together into a whole. And because she's only human, without the processing power of machines multiplied, she can only keep in mind the crucial parts.
As it turns out, some of these parts are very easy to dissect. But every strategist knows that there will always be some unpredictable variables in a plan - uncertainty itself is one of the many cogs of the clockwork. And so, there are some things that she fails to grasp.
In particular - the human nature.
"Self" and personhood are among her most frustrating subjects - because she knows. And doesn't know. There are hundreds of papers studying the nature of people, dissecting the concept of personality itself, mapping out the various correlations between behaviour and attitude and ideology. People are easy to break down and analyze.
People also have a great ability and tendency to surpass expectations. To go beyond the predictable, to harness the unimaginable, to demonstrate the impossible, to be and become and are—
If uncertainty is a fundamental aspect of the world, of all things, then what does it mean for her-self?
If she, too, is capable of anything and everything imaginable and implausible, then what exactly is she supposed to be? Likes and dislikes, thoughts and choices, even love and dreams and principles - all so, so mutable with the right triggers. What are the limits of her selfhood?
Who is she?
Can she... even grasp it? That certainty of self? Where? How?
Why should she, even? It's not like it hinders her day-to-day existence to be without the answer.
...And what is the right answer to that, in this situation? What is even the point of a "right" answer—?!
Ah, let's just focus on today's paperwork. Letting it pile up unattended will undoubtedly be a practical hindrance in comparison.
...
(Once upon a time, Yulia learned that she could indeed find herself. She was no outlier to the phenomenon of existence, able to fathom the many other qualia that eluded her logic.
And for the promise of having that experience for as long as she lives and breathes - she's willing to do near anything, no matter how long it takes. With her single-minded focus and a trying determination for what she does in fact care for, wielding a sharp scrutiny for even the tiniest detail, she will not rest till her grand plans find fulfillment somewhere.
Even if that meaning turns out to be meaningless in the very end... at least, that is an answer, isn't it?)
Backstory
The sole child of a pair of Babylonian researchers descended from Kowloong scientists onboard the colony ship in the early days of the Punishing outbreak.
From a young age, she demonstrated a high level of intelligence and independence, but also an unusual contradiction of obedience and rebellion - she would pacify an authority figure with humble words and actions, yet in the next breath, turn around and constantly avoid school and every attempt to stop her as she, quote, "wanted to use my time better".
Said time would be spent on what seemed to be her only hobbies - people-watching, writing programs, and reading.
Day after day, from the moment she could walk and wander the ship unattended (and that, in fact, was quite easy, considering how busy—and as such, neglectful—her parents were), she would sit in complete silence, just watching the public go about their lives.
And when her eyes tired of that, she would read whatever she could get her hands on - fairytales, textbooks, scientific papers, blueprints, anything that could be converted into facts and knowledge and wisdom.
Otherwise, she would dabble in code, writing random programs to fulfill random goals.
That said, her own goal for doing all of this was far from random.
The reason she strove to act so?
To find a friend.
See, Yulia had a very, very specific image of what a friend of hers ought to be. And to locate that friend, she spent a good chunk of her childhood combing Babylonia from top to bottom - scanning the crowds, analyzing records, writing programs that could (illegally) obtain and filter citizen databases—
But the years passed, empty-handed. Though she saw many people, encountered dozens, acquainted herself with more - she couldn't find a single person that matched that images in her head. Babylonia, for the moment, lacked the specific friends she was looking for.
But this spaceship wasn't the only place where humans could be found... There was one last place, one last avenue to undertake. And even through a planet's area surface far exceeded the square feet of Babylonia's own dimensions, and there were no handy databases recording every single life born on this blue, burning planet - it would be less a sunk-cost fallacy than simply a logical fallacy to stop here, after spending more than a decade on this mad-looking ambition of hers.
And so, at the tender age of fifteen, she ignored her parents' hopes of following in their footsteps and enrolled herself into F.O.S - becoming its youngest graduate with the highest honours and the privilege of choosing the squad she would command for the foreseeable rest of her career.
All for the sake of saving (reaching) Earth. All for the sake of humanity (her friends).
Though maybe, the friends she's looking for are already here, fighting by her side.
Extras / Notes
Seems to have no specific likes or dislikes - or rather, she will not reject anything, saying that everything has its place, use or meaning. That said, she seems to have a slightly more positive view or inclination to anything along the lines of the following: bunnies, strawberries, sweets, "cute things", art and botany.
However, her positive views may simply be that - as she has a habit of being interested in whatever anyone else is interested in, if she cares about the person. For example, if someone is interested in engineering, she similarly tries to learn the subject to the best that she can. This is not because she herself has come to like it, but just because the other person likes it.
In fact, she has an unconscious habit of either supporting or mirroring others in some way when engaging with them - essentially either complementing the other person or integrating into their circle.
Nonetheless, she seems to prefer practicality and efficiency in general, if only because it just makes everything run smoothly.
Thankfully, she also takes work-life balance very, very strictly. If she's off-duty, she's off-duty. Unless it's an emergency, do not talk to her about work during this time. She will not respond. She might even act like she has no fucking clue what you're talking about, as though she were an ordinary civilian versus a military commander.
This doesn't mean that her acting skills are poor though. On the contrary, she can be a very convincing actor of almost any role. But unless that skillset is necessary, she does not see the use of wearing masks; what you get from her these days is her first reaction and behaviour. (It doesn't mean, however, that you're seeing the entirety of her.)
With her skills as a tactician, she excels in anything strategy-related. This includes games like chess and go, but also things like tic-tac-toe and card games that aren't completely luck-based. Naturally, even civilization simulators aren't exempt.
She's quite knowledgeable in regards to the history and culture of the eastern regions, such as Kowloong. Her reasoning, if questioned, is from a passing curiosity into her family's ethnic history when she was younger. (But mere curiosity does not quite explain her ability to do cultural dances with paper parasols or her hidden preference for Kowloong-styled attire and designs.)
Similarly, she seems fairly learned in regards to the Golden Age, from its history to its trends and technologies.
She will often tell people to just call her "Yulia" if they have any concerns or issues with addressing her in some manner. It is unknown where this nickname comes from, as her citizen records list her name as simply "Xiao, Yue" - though one can reason that it sounds similar enough to her given name. This is not so much the case for the rarer occasion where she needs an alias, strangely defaulting to "Maria" out of all the possible pseudonyms she could choose.
(Bonus Backstory - Origin)
History is written by the victor, but even a chessboard will have up to sixteen pieces on the winning side.
Similarly, the turns and twists of time range into the hundreds and thousands - a small butterfly leading a hurricane elsewhere, a single change spiraling into a whole other future.
One history is as such - the advent of the Punishing Virus never occurred in this alternate timeline. Instead, a different devastation occurred, forcing humanity into floating cities above the earth's toxic surface. They too struggled to continue and create a new era under these circumstances, and as the decades passed, they achieved a stable yet stagnant prosperity—filled with the miracles of the sciences explored to the fullest, but meaning that no further innovation could be imagined.
A Golden Age of peace, for nothing—nothing—could shake the world, bar the end of all existence itself.
It's in this sort of history that a young girl is born. Gifted with a sharp mind even for her advanced time, her intelligence is both talent and hindrance. Everything can be understood. Possibility and impossibility are easy concepts. If she wanted, she could leverage the entire world, manipulating minds, steering events to a desired vision. She could desire and detest anything.
But—humans don't really do that. Even with the broadness of their own existence, humans seem to... defy even the odds of their defiance.
She is, admittedly, not a very social person. She only has her single mother to care about, which she does, but that's the hard extent of it. Her own data of experiences on humanity are limited by sample and time. But humans are supposed to be social creatures, so - clearly, she's lacking in this department. And the best means to rectify it is to not just study others, but to engage with them.
But her usual personality won't do, probably. Too straightforward. Too factful. It might be a bit extreme of her to craft an entirely different identity for what amounts to a social experiment - but she has the time and the energy and the interest.
Eleven years old, friendless, and having too much time after school because even homework takes trivial amounts of time - the child becomes a loud, cheerful, impulsive girl named Maria, constantly whipping up random and wacky plans while on the hunt for fun and adventure, and is more than willing to drag the first people she sees into her experiments disguised as nonsense.
...Somehow, this does work out.
She makes some friends. Genuine friends, the words bearing a deep weight when she utters them. Her little friend group, whimsically dubbed [Celebration], bears the motto of exploring and enjoying the myriad aspects of life itself - its joys and its sorrows, its conflicts and its questions.
She connects with dozens, picks up a variety of tricks and skills, discovers that there might actually be things she's just bad at without recourse. She learns about people as much as she learns about herself. Some parts of the mask become real, other parts are discarded, truth and act and lines all blurring till what is, is her—and the people surrounding her glimpse the person who they will unfalteringly call their friend in her.
Thus, Yulia thinks - this is it. With her dear friends, her life feels fulfilled, defined with worthwhile meaning.
...
On a higher dimension, the Watchers look upon a history that failed to flourish into ascension. Their earlier attempts at meddling in its course have only ruined the surface of the planet and lead to humanity becoming indolent after scrambling for security, no longer feeling comfortable with change small or drastic. This avenue has no prospects and no value at this point.
And so, like the mere push of a reset button, it all ends.
...
For a girl like Yulia, who can believe whatever she wants, express whatever seems appropriate - it means that when she decidedly chooses to feel something, she will feel it with the force of a thousand suns burning into supernovas.
One day, the world comes to an end. Logically, this doesn't just mean the end of her existence - it means the end of everything else too. Her life, her future, her family, her friends—
There are plenty of things she can give up in the name of pragmatism, or simply because the situation demands it. Efficiency is the smoothest course of most choices. Her loved ones are not a part of that, ever.
And so, even as the world ends, to the very end, to the last breath and the last moment and the last thought, Yulia thinks -
That she refuses this.
To her, one of the universal truths is that unpredictability is as much a law of the universe as the actual, scientific laws of it. This can apply to the fundamentals like physics, to the manmade systems of the world around her, to the myriad people that fill this dot in space.
Humans have a strong tendency to follow certain patterns. They also have a strong tendency to diverge from all predictions.
As much as she doesn't quite understand them sometimes - she's just as human as everyone else.
And so, she chooses to refuse the end, illogically and wholeheartedly. Not like this, not in this way.
She has to live, to persist, for her friends, her mother, at least just the small percentage of things she cares about in this vast world of millions—
If she must defy even the laws of time and space, consciousness and existence, to find some means of returning to her loved ones - then so be it.
(In execution, this has the result of what can only be colloquially termed "reincarnation". Huh. Interesting to discover. She'll file this in the back of her head as a neat tidbit to share with her friends, once she finds them.
And she will. Surely, she'll have friends again.)
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chaosandcrimson · 4 months ago
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no way is that ESPERANZA RIVERA UMBRA.. they're a 35-year-old HUMAN notoriously known for being QUIET & LETHAL but there are some people who have seen them being STEALTHY & SERENE. if you ask me, they remind me a lot of sneaking up on someone without making a sound, an improbable amount of knives hidden on your person, and looking like an entirely different person out of your work gear, but that could just be because they're considered the MAFIA PRINCESS SILENT ANTAGONIST around town. just keep an eye on them & see if their true colors shine through..
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I was tame, I was gentle, 'til the circus life made me mean "Don't you worry, folks, we took out all her teeth" Who's afraid of little old me? Well, you should be
OVERVIEW
Name: Esperanza Jacinta Rivera / Umbra
Nickname(s): Essie
DOB: February 4, 2090
Age: 35
FC: Eiza González
Height: 5'8"
Pronouns: She/Her / They/Them
Sexuality: Bisexual
Occupation: Owner of The Floral Dilemma / Enforcer and Assassin for the Skyport Mafia / Personal Bodyguard to the Underboss
Relationship Status: In a relationship with Mercury Midwinter
[+] charming, serene, stealthy [–] bashful, quiet, lethal
BIOGRAPHY
tw: death
Esperanza, affectionately nicknamed Essie, was born into a middle district family. For the first five years of her life, her existence was pretty uneventful; her parents worked regular nine to five jobs, and when they weren't doing things as a family, she spent most of her time trailing after her big brother Nicolas.
Their parents were killed when Essie was 5 years old and Nicolas was 8 years old. There was no rhyme or reason to it—they were simply in the wrong place at the wrong time. The siblings were put into the foster care system and placed in a home that might not have been that bad if it wasn't so overcrowded.
They stuck it out for a bit, but eventually decided to take their chances out on the streets. Over time, they ended up gathering a small group of fellow street urchins who all managed to survive by looking out for each other.
Essie was 12 years old when Nicolas joined the Skyport Mafia and their station in life drastically improved. She wanted to attend school, but after years of living out on the streets, she was severely behind. Connie arranged for her to be home schooled and tutored until she caught up enough to attend high school.
In exchange, Essie began secretly training under Connie as an assassin. She saw and admired how seamlessly the older woman moved between her civilian lawyer persona and her mafia assassin persona, and how the two almost felt like entirely separate people, and decided to emulate it. But she took it a step further.
When she started working as an assassin, she took the name Umbra and chose gear that completely conceals her identity. Her clothes hide her figure, her mask obscures her face, and it even provides voice modulation—although she does not speak much in general, and prefers to sign when communicating.
Her identity is kept secret from almost everyone including her fellow mafia soldiers. Even her gender is unknown, and she purposefully uses they/them pronouns when in her Umbra persona to keep it that way.
Meanwhile, in her civilian identity as Essie, she attended college and business school before opening a flower shop in the middle district. The Floral Dilemma is a neutral business with no mafia ties and no illegal activity.
When she was 27 years old, her and Nicolas orchestrated a coup to take out the underboss. He was getting old, hadn't gotten onboard with Reina's vision for the mafia, and had a history of giving increasingly irrational orders. The operation was a success, and her brother became the new underboss with Connie's endorsement, whom may or may not have been involved all along.
As a result, Essie went from being relatively unknown to having a public persona as the little sister of the underboss—the mafia princess who is purposefully kept away from the business. Similarly, Umbra went from being an assassin to being the infamously masked personal bodyguard of the underboss.
It was Essie's increased visibility that prompted her brother to place a mafia soldier at her flower shop as an employee. It was mostly for appearances—Umbra could obviously look out for herself, but Essie wasn't supposed to be able to. She picked Mercury, who also became the underboss's personal driver.
It didn't take long for working together at the flower shop to turn into Essie and Mercury low-key flirting with each other all the time. On the other hand, working together under Nicolas became Umbra and Mercury being mildly antagonistic (weapons were drawn multiple times) but always having each other's back.
It was very funny and kind of endearing when he eventually confessed to having feelings for both of them, and she had to explain to him that he was not, in fact, crushing on two different people. They have been together for the past five years, although for obvious reasons she can only date him publicly as one of her personas, and it made the most sense for it to be Essie.
MISC
She has a number of cybernetic enhancements that mainly improve her stealth, speed, and agility. Most of them are very discreet, and the ones that aren't she keeps carefully concealed when in her Essie persona.
The only people who know that Essie and Umbra are the same person are the mafia leadership (including the capos), Mercury, Cassie, and Oda.
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