#if you happen to rp any of these champs

[trainerbymoonlight]

✧ INTRO POST ✧

[DISCLAIMER: THE VIEWS AND OPINIONS EXPRESSED ON THIS ACCOUNT ARE MY OWN AND MAY NOT NECESSARILY REFLECT THE OFFICIAL VIEWS AND OPINIONS OF THE HOENN POKÉMON LEAGUE.]

(in other words, this is my ‼️unofficial, not league official‼️ spam rotomblr, so take everything i say on here with a TINY grain of salt & don’t expose me to the league when i say something stupid, because i will inevitably say something stupid)

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hey rotomblr! been gone for a while so i figure it’s about time for a reintroduction!

my name is floris (they/them), and i’m an aspiring future professor and the current hoenn champion, which i have held the title for 8 years running as of this post! i was named on 8/13/2015 when i was ten years old, which some of you might remember the news coverage of. (side note: don’t look up any of my old interviews, they’re embarrassing as hell)

^ this is my official hoenn league trainer card! (no you will NOT see mine or my ‘mons registration numbers thank you) and before you guys get all up in arms about two of my hoenn registered team members being alolan, my League team is slightly different, and i don’t reveal that publicly.

the first is my blaziken, my sweet boy apollo <3 my first ever pokémon, given to me by our lovely professor birch! we’ve really grown up together, and despite how much i raised him, i think he raised me a little bit too. he’s a sassy, spoiled brat at his core but still incredibly loyal and affectionate. he’s my best trained, and dare i say my strongest. very protective, very loyal, impulsive about battles.

the second is latios, a member of the eon duo, who i met on a hidden island off the coast (not disclosing where) after his sister petitioned former champion steven stone and i for help. we saved him from illicit capture and he insisted upon traveling with me. he doesn’t take anything too seriously, but he’s not necessarily hyper.

the third is lunala- or nebby, who i technically adopted? i met it a couple of years after becoming hoenn champ, when i was 12, during my first attempt at beating alola’s league. it’s a long, long story, but tl;dr, after it evolved, its caretaker (a friend of mine) left it with me, saying i could take it on more adventures and give it a better life than she could, and i’m doing my best. it’s just happy to be along for the ride, really :)

fourth is rayquaza, who i met atop the sky pillar when i petitioned it for aid with the whole meteor situation. somehow, bewilderingly, i became its Chosen. i’m now its caretaker :)

fifth is my sylveon, pixie! she was an eevee i’d caught early on whose name i couldn’t decide on until one morning i woke up and she had just evolved overnight into a sylveon, and i was young and had no idea that could happen, so i assumed she was lost and had just somehow wandered her way into my tent lol, so i took her around the nearest town and asked if she belonged to anybody. eventually the pokémon center confirmed she was indeed mine! she was confused while this was going down but very happy to be there. she’s very playful and also very intent on helping me with tasks she thinks i need help with! it’s very sweet of her.

sixth is my lurantis, hyacinth, who i met in alola. she’s shyer and tends to keep to herself, and she really likes gardening like a lot of my grass types do. she brings me plant cuttings a lot!

[OOC UNDER CUT]

hi, i’m floris (@astral-faery)! i’m nearly 19 and use they/them pronouns this is a self insert/pokésona blog. canon divergent bc they replaced may in ORAS, but can adapt to most canons! i’m almost 19 and so is champion flor so this blog swears and will have more mature references, but *no* explicit nsfw rps/ERP!

champion flor will answer most asks, even abt their trauma 💀 they might answer asks from sentient/talking/anthropomorphic pokémon, but there’s like NO chance they’re gonna believe it.

i’m very much okay with high stakes rp! champion flor and their pokémon can get hurt irp, but they *will not* get killed. i’m also NOT EVER okay with, like.. sadistic shit. heavy angst is fine, being weird about the angst and having your evil character talk to mine about how much they like to torture pokémon is not.

NO pokémon nsfw allowed EVER! pokémon function as beloved and whimsical pets on this blog even if a couple can technically communicate telepathically. that is how they will remain. don’t be fuckin creepy, yo.

if you’re a pokemon irl/rotomblr blog please interact and send asks and reblog my posts! i was in this community months ago and want to get back into it. i hope to see you guys around!

[qqueenofhades]

I’m the msk accent anon, I was not being a jerk, I’m sorry! It’s just that I am myself from Moscow and a) have a very pronounced Msk accent that is like. I mean I pronounce coca-cola as кака-кола with a. You don’t have to pay attention to that B) more importantly, I’ve seen… uh very disturbing info on the internet that Moscow accent is the “accent of white people” (yikes) and since then I have this idea that it has been overemphasized as the big deal when people learn Russian as a foreign language. And yeah, I get that, most Russian people who know English use rp or transatlantic as their guide, it’s just easier to navigate pronunciation this way, but also!!! Unlike French and English Russian is very straightforward in terms of pronunciation. You can straight up just read the word and that’s how it is pronounced. I bet stressing the vowels is a much bigger problem for people who learn Russian as a foreign language

English though... You guys straight up don’t have any coherent rules of pronunciation. Horrible horrible

Don't worry, I don't think you were being a jerk! I'm glad you're chiming in, since several of my followers also seem to be learning/studying Russian and find this discussion helpful.

As for the Moscow accent being the prestige accent, that's the same way it happened with English (London became the prestige accent/dialect), since the most important version of the language tends to be the one that's used by the apparatus of power, which is located in the most important city. Likewise, the Russian language is obviously tied up with Russian history/culture, which right now is in the full-blown grips of imperialism/white supremacy under Putin. So it doesn't surprise me that there's icky racial stuff around Which Russian Accent Is the Most Correct Russian Accent, since there is the entire (genocidal) thing about Which Russian Person Is the Most Correct Russian Person. Because language is a cultural production, it reflects the needs and priorities of the people speaking it, so it is subject to the same beliefs and prejudices as everything else.

However, please believe that I FULLY understand your struggle when it comes to learning English and/or French. I know both languages, French is Mad Max Fury Road when it comes to pronouncing and/or not pronouncing letters, and English is a horrible Frankenstein grab bag that, as the great Terry Pratchett put it, beats up other languages in the back alley and rifles through their pockets for loose grammar. It has zero coherent rules of pronunciation and there are plenty of native speakers who can't explain it any more than "that's just the way we learned it, idk." So yes. Truly, anyone who learns English as a foreign language is a champ. Y'all have my mad respect.

[thepallas]

~Relationships that I can imagine Pallas having:

Romance:

 Varus - I’m living for this and always gonna ship it with @ask-arclight-varus​ . I don’t wanna talk too much about their relationship because I’ve posted stuff about it already, plus there are a lot of roleplays to read. :D They are just perf okay Shhhhh.

However, it doesn’t mean, that I don’t want to roleplay with other Varus blogs. Far from that! It’s okay if you don’t want to ship! I’m all about exploring the relationship between the demon and his corrupted one. I’d love to see how they would get along and how they would get used to each other, since now they are technically inseparable. Bickering? Actually supporting each other? Fighting alongside ? Finally reaching for Varus’s revenge? I’m down for everything. I love Varus as a character and I want to explore his experiences after being corrupted and even while he was guarding the temple. 

Friendship/Alliance:

Thresh - well they both certainly have an interest in souls. I believe, that first of all Pallas would be intrigued by Thresh’s lantern. Only after getting him to know at least a little bit better he would actually get interested in his personality too. Maybe he would be searching for benefit at first or would be just curious about the lantern ,but with time I can see it turning into friendship or at least alliance.

Karthus - a boy who was so fascinated by death and became an undead himself would definitelly seem interesting to Pallas. He’s interested in the way others view killing and since Karthus sees only beauty and purity in death’s embrace, he would be interested to discuss it.

Yorick, Hecarim (maybe) and  all the other undead living in Shadow Isles. Because well, reasons. Spoopy undead. 

Evelynn - I’ve already made a separate post about it, but I believe that they would get along very well. They have stuff in common. From the killing style, to similar descent and even somewhat similar outlook. You can read about it →here←. Evelynns, if you wanna demon bestie, come at me.

Nocturne - it’s not that difficult to explain.. One causes fear and nightmares and the other feeds on it. Regarding Nocturne’s lore they both know what it feels to be confined against their will. Don’t tell me that they wouldn’t get along. I’m happy to have a @the-dark-within​ ‘s Nocty bro for my Pallas, but once again, I’m more than fine with roleplaying with few blogs for the same muse.

Rhaast, Aatrox (and Kayn) - wellp when it comes to all the Darkin stuff they are related. Since I’ve created my Pallas before all the Darkin stuff was revealed, he still stays a demon, but it would be still interesting to explore these relationships. When it comes to Kayn, I’d love to see the interaction between them since he’s literally wielding Rhaast and Pallas is a similar creature freely walking around. (Also I secretly want to see their reaction to Pallas x Varus relationship xD)

Neutral/Mutual respect:

Kindred - even as an immortal being Pallas is respectful towards the Death itself. He feels like he is sort of tricking them (being immortal) and he knows that Kindred doesn’t approve* him killing the innocent who weren’t supposed to die yet, so he values their patience with him. He would try to stay on their good side, but would be brave enough to break some rules (because well he practically needs to do so to live). I can see them having some kind of mutual agreement. I know that Kindred appears to humans before dying, but Pallas would see them more often, maybe because he is not human himself? I can see them appearing to him to warn him as he steps in some sacret territories, or to warn him that he’s going too far with ‘breaking the rules’. Or maybe he would see them more often because he’s bringing death to others and Kindred would come to claim them.. but then there would be a conflict about their souls.. but maybe that would be the way they meet? Maybe death of some innocent human would be the beginning of their sophisticated relationship? Maybe that would be a chief impetus for them to make the agreement?

 *(at least I think that Kindred wouldn’t approve)

Vel’Koz - knowledge craving large void creature? He wouldn’t underestimate it.. But to be fair the ‘tentacles’ have to do a lot with it xD Don’t think about it in a wrong way, they just both have it. xdd (”It’s not tentacles!”)

Enemies/Rivals:

Karma, Soraka, Irelia, Shen (also probably Akali, Kennen and other Ionian goodies) - I am pretty sure that they would want to kill or at least capture Pallas again to regain the balance and save Ionia from the threat of being destroyed. But it not necessarily has to turn into fight or whatever. I’m also interested in the conflict between their morals and just to see how they would behave. Especially, before and after they find out what Pallas actually is. Maybe without revealing his identity Pallas could get on the good side of some of these characters, but they they would find out that he is the monster from the Tempe and … well it would be their decision what to do.

Other:

Jhin - Just like I said for Karthus, Pallas is interested in the way others view killing and viewing it as an art form does sound intriguing to him. 

Lissandra - He would be interested in her goals, because world could get at least a little bit darker and colder.

Noxians - it would be interesting to face someone from Noxus. Mainly because of the fact that during Ionian invasion they were moving towards the temple that Varus was guarding. It would be interesting to see if they (probably Swain) found out that the creature from the temple is right in front of them. Also I would be interested to explore the AU where Noxians succeeded at getting into the temple and using him for their own needs.

Other champions - to be honest Pallas had so many years to explore all the Runeterra and meet many people, so I would be happy to have some random interactions too. It’s not any less fun.

OCs - Don’t think that I forgot about OCs! Everyone is welcome! :D 

Note: Sorry if I got something wrong about all of these champions.  Also, this is just the way I imagine their relationship going, but if someone wouldn’t want it to go this way I’d be fine with it.

[ckret2]

Do you have any headcanons about the Hazbin's (minus Charlie) lives back when they were alive?

I scrolled through all 42 pages of the hazbin tag on my blog and literally every one of my premortem headcanons are about Alastor and Sir Pentious lmfao

So sure! Want an entire novella about my headcanons for Sir Pentious's backstory?

For Alastor, I can offer:

a traumatic toddler experience

his mother observing him with ghosts as a child

Alastor working with demons (funny)

Alastor working with demons (creepy)

Alastor and his asexuality/aromanticism (mostly postmortem but it has some premortem flashbacks)

Alastor with friends in the 20s trying to explain he does not get horny

a fic that didn't ACTUALLY happen but that demonstrates my headcanons for how he works with demons

And moving away from fics and on to tumblr posts!

For Alastor:

Alastor fought in World War I

another WWI post

headcanon about how he died (I've since changed my headcanon—hunting accident rather than manhunt—but the position's the same)

excerpt from one of the fics above about Alastor's first kiss

early headcanoning on Alastor's relationship with the queer community in life

Alastor saw but didn't learn the lindy hop in life

Alastor's accent makes people (in this case Sir Pentious) think that he's upper class when actually he's just had theater training

Alastor's family tree comes from a mix of socioeconomic backgrounds and before he died he achieved fame but not fortune

Alastor does not feel broken/insecure due to being ace/aro and never has

what people in Louisiana thought of Alastor as a radio host

what did Alastor look like (and Sir Pent)

Alastor only saw 10% of the Golden Age Of Radio and that's fucked up

fun fact when Alastor was on air radio stations weren't "just news" or "just (one genre of) music," a single station would play music and news and soap operas and sports etc

random links of queer history, 1920s gay culture, slang, and NOLA history

Alastor's mother grew up while Sir Pentious was menacing the US and she has very vivid memories of living in fear of him, and also she doesn't know her son is a cannibalistic murderer

Alastor wore glasses in life and only switched to a monocle in death

Alastor was never identified as a serial killer and there's probably unsolved true crime documentaries made about his killings (and these documentaries unknowingly use a recording of the killer's real voice, a clip from a news broadcast where Alastor read about the killings on air)

check out how hyped this newspaper in the 20s was for radio like goddamn

Alastor listened to radio all day every day

more 1920s research links

very loose overview of New Orleans race relations 1890-1920

how NOT to write about Voodoo

reminder that "alastor did magic in life" is a headcanon until we SEE him using magic before he died—also "Voodoo" is a religion not a magic power

how Alastor avoided getting caught as a serial killer

I doubt Alastor was famous enough for queer historians to have discovered he existed, only niche radio broadcast historians know about him

Alastor was raised to be courteous to (respectable) women, but not to genuinely see them as equals in a modern sense

1920s hair facts and headcanons on Alastor's hair

scene from one of the above fics of baby Alastor being haunted as shit

Alastor is a hedonistic thrill killer not a mission-oriented killer

his killing method was shooting from a distance, like hunting game

Alastor was kinda psychic in life and his psychicness interacted with radio signals

this includes developing a hella accurate sense of time

Alastor's always been hella into Mardi Gras

here he is in a ridiculous Cajun Mardi Gras costume

how the Great Depression probably affected Alastor

Alastor feels 0% empathy for other people but 500% empathy for fictional characters in musicals

For Sir Pentious:

he was so infamous that today he's a common character used in historical fiction in the same way that Victorian-era historical fiction commonly uses Queen Victoria as a character

(and Sir Arthur Conan Doyle references him in a Sherlock story)

(and he really did call himself Sir Pentious in life)

(and every character who lived after him had to study him in school, including Vaggie writing a paper about him and Alastor was cast as him in a school play)

(and now let's talk about historians dying and meeting the people they studied in Hell)

he has a son who's probably now in heaven

Sir Pent is trans

no seriously he has a son

Sir Pent has a chain of deadnames he used before settling on "Sir Pentious" and all of them are snake puns

one of Sir Pent's chosen names

based on Victorian sexual mores Sir Pent probably got kinda homoerotic with some dudes

this is just big Trans Sir Pent energy

what did Sir Pent look like (and Alastor)

I don't think Sir Pent used a wheelchair in life (but do think he had to for a while after he died)

Sir Pent is Pussyeating World Champ no I do not accept arguments

Sir Pent and his wife were very loving until his wife went "nope, you're planning world conquest, that's too evil for me"

he rigged his clothes to self-combust so he could choose death if he was ever on the verge of capture

his wife was named Helena and here's why

this is his self-destruct binder/corset

the one headcanon everyone shares

Sir Pent ain't Jack the Ripper

And there's a ton more headcanons on @dontasktheradiodemon my Alastor ask/RP blog but listen, I just went through 42 pages of one tag and it's 3 a.m., I'm not going to comb my roleplay blog for every premortem headcanon I've ever mentioned about him over there. It includes stuff like "he did deliberately shitty horoscope readings on air" and "the first time he summoned a demon he was on the Western Front and also coming down with Spanish flu so he's not sure how much of the ensuing chaos was real vs fevered hallucinations or how much was the Germans' fault vs the imp's" and "he lived a few years in New York and did drag."

These are not the only headcanons I have. These are just the headcanons I've been asked about or made time to type down. (And not counting all my postmortem headcanons. Or the premortem headcanons sprinkled into postmortem fics.) Feel free to ask me for more. Ideally with a topic you'd like to hear about; otherwise asking me "do you have any headcanons?" is like walking into a library and asking "do you have any books?" Gimme a section to start with.

[heretic-altias]

FFXIV Characters as Star Stable Players

Went through a ton of them talking to my friends and thought maybe some people out there somewhere might enjoy these so look below the cut to begin bc there's a lot of them.

Alphinaud: Every horse is level 15. He feeds them every day. Meticulously plans the best gear out for racing and studies each track. Top high score racer on his server, also does champs in his spare time. Will talk about racing to anyone who will listen

Alisaie: All her horses range from levels 1-5 and are depressed. She never feeds them, she's not wasting star coins on stable care when she could be saving up for another horse for her collection. Beat Alphie in a championship one time, will not let him live it down. Spends most of her time either chasing Alphie around or messing with her friends.

Thancred: has no idea what hes doing but Ryne really likes this game so he's playing with her. Lets her pick and name horses for him.

Ryne: Adores all of the horses. Roped both Thancred and Gaia into playing with her. All of her horses have names and personalities and she loves talking about them. Never asks for star coins because they're expensive, but Thancred always gifts her some on double sc weekend.

Gaia: Another one in the 'never feeds the horses club' has one Friesian and insists it's the best horse in the game and the only one she needs. It's level 15 bc she literally never rides another horse. Mostly plays with Ryne. Wrote a backstory for her horse at Ryne's urging, it's very edgy and tragic.

Y'shtola: Rarely plays. Saves up for a horse, logs on, buys it, takes pictures of it, and leaves for another two months until she can afford another.

Urianger: Spends 300 years naming each horse. Has an entire backstory for his character and all of their horses. Obsessed with the lore, frequently writes long lore posts for sso tumblr. Ryne loves reading his fics. Owns all of the old disc games, spent forever trying to get ahold of them and now treasures them.

G'raha Tia: The WoL likes this game so he expected it to be amazing. Ended up playing mostly with the others, but not really on his own. He just really likes hanging out with everyone else. Thinks all of the horses are nice, could never criticize a new release. Probably named his starter after the WoL or asked them to name it for him.

Emet-Selch: Hates every update. Writes long tumblr posts about how the game is terrible now and used to be better. Only rides old models, has thousands of star coins saved because he refuses to buy any of the new horses.

Lahabrea: Constantly leaves comments on sso's instagram about what they should add to the game. Takes it personally when those things don't appear literally the next week. People wonder why he still plays this game bc all he does is complain on instagram over stupid things. Still adores each of his horses and knows their names and personalities.

Elidibus: Analyzes every update and its pros and cons. Thinks SSO should hire him. Posts carefully worded critique posts that he spent hours thinking out. Forgets to actually play the game because he's so focused on doing this.

Aymeric: Loves taking screenshots. Will carefully coordinate every outfit and tack set he has and loves spending his time on it. Probably an instagram celebrity, maybe even an ambassador. Owns a well known club. Only says nice things about the game online to avoid drama, but admits criticisms to his friends.

Estinien: Instagram famous only because he's in Aym's club and Aym posts about him a lot. Complains about other players annoying him. Eventually privates his account bc Aym's fans are driving him insane. People probably wonder why Aym hangs out with him. Lets Aym take screenshots of him and goes to all the club events even though he'd rather just play his msq and save up for horses because he knows Aym is happy.

Lucia: acts as the co owner of Aym's ingame club. Helps filter out some of the chaotic join requests they constantly get. Manages the wait list, handles the club instagram page. Likes to run her training route every day.

Haurchefant: Thinks every horse is great, also in Aym's club. Loves being an instagram celebrity and talks to his fans all the time. Writes lots of posts about how great his friends and the game are. He's just here to have a good time.

Zenos: wants to race against everyone all the time. Gets mad if you say no. Competes with Alphie for those top scores on the server. Probably has one of those ongoing weirdly dark Instagram story accounts where characters like die and horses are stolen/abused and such.

Ysayle: collects pretty horses and enjoys screenshotting them. Likes light colors and a winter type aesthetic. Her club is the other big club on the server besides Aym's. They all ride white horses and matching outfits. She tries really hard to diffuse any drama in the community.

Hien: honestly just probably having a fun time. Likes to host tumblr meet ups just to talk to the people and hang out. Posts mediocre memes that are really only successful bc he's the most active meme page on tumblr. Everyone knows he's a really chill guy.

Arenvald: Probably plays with Alphinaud sometimes but is a little lost when Alphie starts talking about his racing obsession. Still likes to hang out with him even though Alphie crushes him whenever they race.

Minfillia: Owns the club all the scions are in, but it's really just a club for their friend group to chill in. Probably plans events for them all and coordinates everything so that everyone can make it. Takes good care of all her horses, reminds everyone to buy stable care each week even if they dont actually do it.

Lyse: Only feeds the horse she's riding. Loves running championships just for fun on whatever horse she happens to have when the announcement pops up for one. Chats with other players in the race waiting areas, and sometimes even in global if theres nothing happening.

Papalymo: Plays with Lyse. Tries to tell her she'd have more success in champs if she fed her horses and got some tack with actual stats, but she doesn't listen. Sometimes lets her beat him so she feels good about the race.

Fandaniel: insane. Constantly bugs the game and glitches into locked areas. Brags about it to anyone who will listen.

Magnai: really wants to start a romance RP in global. Never finds anyone who wants to play bc everyone reminds him they're against the game's rules.

Sadu: probably making fun of Magnai in global. Likes to start fights in that chat.

Nero: loves finding glitches and testing exploits. Knows a concerning number of ways to use cheat engine for funny things without being banned. Never actually cheats and uses these things solely for meme purposes. Probably leaks horse coats/models online before release just to watch the chaos.

Cid: Also good at finding bugs, but does so in order to report them to SSO support. Nero hates him reporting all the good bugs.

Ardbert: Has a little friend group club with the the other heros from the first. Doesn't really use social media, they prefer to just use their discord server with each other. All of them train together most afternoons.

Tataru: Her gear closet is perfectly organized. Every horse has an assigned stall. Also writes them backstories. Plans out her star coin saving months in advance and exactly what horses she'll buy in what order. Does not stray from it even if a new one comes out, she'll add it on to the end.

Krile: Another lore nerd, started playing at the same time Alphie did and sometimes reminds him about what he was like as a new player. Loves writing and responding to lore posts. Her and Urianger probably interact online a lot.

Louisoix: Played star stable years ago, was super famous in the community. Quit playing a couple years ago but everyone still talks about him. Others desperately try to be like him, but nobody can fill his shoes in the community.

Forchenault: Writes extensive posts of what he thinks of the game, mostly complaints. Will fight anyone who disagrees. Refuses to meet up with anyone else ingame, nobody actually knows if he even logs on still or just complains. Thinks actually playing every day is a waste of time.

Ashai: Instagram fanboy for zenos and his weirdly dark story. Zenos isn't even famous, he has like 220 followers, but Asahi worships the ground he walks on. Runs a fanpage for him where he just reposts Zenos's screenshots/edits and talks about how great they are. Draws fanart too, but he's a terrible artist. Zenos pretends he doesnt exist. Purposely switched his server to the one Zenos plays on and always keeps an eye out for him.

[caithelps]

Unbreakable Smile by Tori Kelly RP Sentence Starters: Part 3: (feel free to change name(s), pronouns, etc as needed) Find part 1 here and part 2 here

Art of Letting Go:

“We were just little kids, we were ambiguous”

“My crush was serious“

“It’s crazy how as we were growing up, I could just hit you up”

“But it just wasn’t love, I guess the stars never aligned for us”

“Life just snuck up on us”

“You got a girlfriend and stuff, feelings are bottled up”

“Hide ‘em in this song, took the key and locked it up”

“But when I see you again, no, I can’t even pretend”

“It's always you I go back to; I know it's danger”

“It's always you my heart runs to, but I'm a stranger”

“What happened? What am I to do?”

“Wanna move on, but I'm scared of losing you”

“I can't seem to master the art of letting you go”

“Try not to dwell on it, but sometimes I can't help it”

“So I paint pictures with it even when I was always on the road, I was always doing shows”

“My life was never slow, don't you know?”

“Your love stayed in the back of my head in a house full of a memories is where I lived”

“Right when I came home, oh no, there I go”

“Saw you again and I can't even pretend”

“Not letting you go”

“It's just the art of letting you go”

“All of me, I give you everything”

“If you could only see how much you mean to me”

“I know you'll always be the one that stays with me, haunting me”

“Maybe I'll never know just how to let you go”

“I'm wishing that I could be happy with you”

California Lover (ft LL Cool J):

“Dancing in the sand at the bonfire”

“We jamming out to Marley at night, staying up to watch every sunrise”

“Just living like we ain't gonna die"

“Everybody said I was crazy”

“Yeah, everybody said you'd be gone"

“I know that I'm supposed to forget you”

“Boy, you know I moved on, but”

“Every time I'm driving with the top down”

“I remember sneaking out in your car, jumped into the ocean while the sun kissed on me”

“Was a sucker for them boys with a wild heart”

“I'll be cool with it, done with it”

“You're never on my mind”

“Til I feel the heat of you and me; it hits me every summer”

“Remember when no one else could make me feel alive?”

“We were young and free, 17, just California lovers”

“Teaching me to skate down the boardwalk”

“I'm crashing into you like a wave”

“Even if it was only small talk”

“You always knew the right thing to say"

“Maybe I was just being stupid, for thinking that my first love would last”

“Even though it ended in heartache sometimes I wanna go back”

“You're never on my mind til I feel the heat of you and me; it hits me every summer”

“Reminiscin', what a vision”

“Lips kissing, seats christened”

“Bob Marley twisting, top down, Pacific Highway, Black Sinatra remix, I did it my way”

“Your legs deserve they own day of the week, Thighday”

“Mark your calendars, the love champ's back”

“I make your memories challenger, Venice in the gondola”

“You can have a sip of whatever you want a bottle of”

“Life's a sportscar, baby, you gotta throttle 'er”

“We just trippin', cord flippin' for club pickin'”

“Clock tickin', we still kickin' it all weekend”

“I was your Legend, you was my Chrissy Teigen"

“You're the reason that summer's my favorite season”

Falling Slow:

“I'm not a queen, I'm not a saint”

“I'm not an angel”

“Sometimes I'm wrong, I can be bad"

“Act like a stranger”

“Here I am, just a lot of broken pieces”

“I don't plan to leave and break your heart”

“What if I messed up? Would you give up on us?”

“Would you tear the page out like it never ever happened?”

“What if I told you you're doing fine? Stay cool”

“Swear I'll make it worthwhile"

“You should know I'm always falling slow in love”

“Slow in love”

“Falling slow in love”

“I tried to be the girl you need”

“Your one and only”

“From time to time, I lose my mind”

“But don't you worry”

Anyway:

“If I said I'm difficult sometimes, say whatever comes to my mind, would you stay with me anyway?”

“If you knew I made a lot of noise, say whatever just to make my point, would you stay with me any-anyway?”

“Well, this is the only Tori that I know how to be”

“I'm sorry if that don't fit your reality”

“I'm giving one hundred percent of me, so take it all or leave”

“Whether you're in or out, this is what I'm about”

“Because I'm up, I'm down, I'm left, I'm right”

“I'ma be myself all day and night”

“Whether you leave or stay, this is me anyway”

“I do my own thing and that's alright”

“It's the way I choose to live my life”

“This is me any-anyway”

“If I said I'm gonna make you wait, I don't mean it, but I'm always late”

“Would you stay with me anyway?"

“If I see you getting out of line”

“Best believe I'm gonna handle mine”

“I do my own thing and that's alright, it's the way I choose to live my life”

“Where to begin? Comfortable in my skin”

“I don't smoke, might drink, you act like it's a sin”

“While you out partying with men and women who pretend”

“I'm cool with being different while you hipsters blend in”

“My head's full of dreams and I feel like living them”

“Why you messin' with perfection? Inspiration's what I'm chasin'"

“Take it or leave it, babe, I'm not gonna change”

“If you don't understand I don't need you anyway”

“This is the only Tori that I know how to be, sorry if that don't fit your reality”

Dear No One:

“I like being independent, not so much of an investment”

“No one to tell me what to do”

“I like being by myself, don’t gotta entertain anybody else

“No one to answer to”

“Sometimes, I just want somebody to hold, someone to give me their jacket when it's cold”

“Got that young love even when we’re old”

“Sometimes, I want someone to grab my hand”

“Pick me up, pull me close, be my man”

“I will love you till the end”

“So if you’re out there I swear to be good to you”

"I’m done lookin’, for my future someone”

“Cause when the time is right you’ll be here, but for now”

“Dear no one, this is your love song”

“I don’t really like big crowds”

“I tend to shut people out”

“I like my space"

"I’d love to have a soul mate”

“God will give him to me someday”

"I know it’ll be worth the wait”

“No need to be searching”

[tyrantofthefirmament]

THE POSITIVE & NEGATIVE: MUN & MUSE

fill out & repost ♥ this meme definitely favors canons more, but i hope oc’s still can make it somehow work with their own lore, and lil’ fandom of friends & mutuals. multimuses pick the muse you are the most invested in atm.

tagged by Stolen from: @warlordratchet​​ tagging: everyone!

MY MUSE IS.   canon / oc / au / canon-divergent / fandomless

is your character popular in the fandom?  YES / NO.

is your character considered hot™ in the fandom?  YES / NO / IDK.

is your character considered strong in the fandom?  YES / NO / IDK.

are they underrated?  YES / NO.

were they relevant to the main story?  YES / NO.

were they relevant to the main character?  YES / NO / THEY’RE THE PROTAG.

are they widely known in their world?  YES / NO.

how’s their reputation?  GOOD / BAD / NEUTRAL.

HOW STRICTLY DO YOU FOLLOW CANON?

I consider everything presented in the aligned canon as my Starscream’s canon backstory, but his current story diverges after the end of TFP and does not follow RiD. I made up stuff to fill in the gaps and tried to make it fit in well. Where there are contradictions in the Aligned canon (as happens frequently), I consider the novels Exodus and Exiles to be the most canon, followed by TFP, followed by the comics and video games. The Covenant of Primus or any other materials published after the beginning of season 3 of TFP are a secondary canon that I only pick and choose from, because they retconned and threw out the original story bible and setup, an action I didn’t care for. 

SELL YOUR MUSE! (aka try to list everything, which makes your muse interesting in your opinion to make them spicy for your mutual.)

Starscream is a walking roller coaster of emotions. His contradictions make him unpredictable, as he tries to navigate a world which would prefer to write him off as at best a cautionary tale, but whose future he still believes he has a right to shape. He craves relevance and recognition, but he’ll settle for infamy if pushed away too much. He misses the mech he was before he was broken, but seldom admits it to himself, and doesn’t want anyone else to know he’s struggling. Even though he’s trying to be on his best behavior, he still believes scheming and murder are perfectly viable solutions to most problems.

NOW THE OPPOSITE! (list everything why your muse could not be so interesting (even if you may not agree, what does the fandom perhaps think?)

Starscream is a paranoid and self-centered individual, so it can be hard to find reasons he’d engage with other muses. He’s a stubborn old butthead, is what I’m saying.

The fandom (and show writers) often reduce him to a one-note, weak character who needs others to step in for him, or whose motivations are simply power grabs. I don’t think he’s like that at all. His power grabs are intricate and his relationship with the idea of power (and powerlessness) is as tragic as it is fascinating.

WHAT INSPIRED YOU TO RP YOUR MUSE?  

Never in the history of fiction has a great character been so screwed over and tossed aside as TFP Starscream. The end of Predacons Rising left wounds for me that fanfic couldn’t heal, so I decided to give him a future worthy of such an interesting character. I wanted to keep him around, basically, and see where he could go if given a chance.

WHAT KEEPS YOUR INSPIRATION GOING?

I have a ton of ideas for him and endless “what if” scenarios to explore. He’s so much fun and never grows boring. I like that he can be serious or silly, sympathetic or a total asshole. He has boundless potential but he’s his own worst enemy. It kind of makes him hard to write at times, but there’s never any lack of ideas. Usually there’s too many and I take forever to settle on what he should do.

SOME MORE PERSONAL QUESTIONS FOR THE MUN.

do you think you give your character justice?  YES / NO.

do you frequently write headcanons?  YES / NO.

do you sometimes write drabbles? YES / NO.  

do you think a lot about your muse during the day? YES / NO.

are you confident in your portrayal?   YES / NO.

are you confident in your writing?  YES / NO.

are you a sensitive person?  YES / NO / DEPENDS

DO YOU ACCEPT CRITICISM WELL ABOUT YOUR PORTRAYAL? 

Yes but I prefer it to be relevant to my specific portrayal. Like there are times I know I’ve made him bend out of character to make a thread move along, so that would be something I’d take criticism on, so I could figure out ways to do that more smoothly. I don’t take criticism like “you’d get more interaction if you RPed ships”, which I thankfully haven’t seen in ages. People seem to have accepted my aro-ace birb and his eternal bachelorhood.

DO YOU LIKE QUESTIONS, WHICH HELP YOU EXPLORE YOUR CHARACTER?  

I crave them with every fiber of my being.

IF SOMEONE DISAGREES TO A HEADCANON OF YOURS, DO YOU WANT TO KNOW WHY?  

Not really. Everyone has different headcanons, so I’d be shocked if we all agreed. That’s kinda the point of headcanons. That being said, it is sometimes fun to discuss and debate different ones.

IF SOMEONE DISAGREES WITH YOUR PORTRAYAL, HOW WOULD YOU TAKE IT? 

Like a champ. I don’t mind if someone disagrees, though I would wonder why they felt a need to bring it up. There’s a bunch of Starscream blogs out there, so hopefully they’d be able to find one that suits their fancy.

IF SOMEONE REALLY HATES YOUR CHARACTER, HOW DO YOU TAKE IT?

It’s funny, but I actually take hate of me and my writing waaaayyyy less personally than I take hate toward actual canon TFP Starscream. I hate the way people talk about him and dismiss him and tear him down. Like. It genuinely upsets me. Leave my bird son alone! When people direct hate towards me I kinda drink anon tears tbh. I don’t mind it, usually, and I can be as snarky as my muse.

ARE YOU OKAY WITH PEOPLE POINTING OUT YOUR GRAMMATICAL ERRORS?  

I’d be fine with that. I’m good at grammar but not so good at typing, so if my brain goes faster than my fingers and I screw up, please let me know so I can fix it! In fact as I typed this very answer I skipped no fewer than three entire words, and it’s not that long of an answer!

DO YOU THINK YOU ARE EASY GOING AS A MUN?  

Most of the time. I know it probably doesn’t seem like it if you read my rather lengthy and specific rules, but I do give people the benefit of a doubt and I’m pretty friendly (but shy and terrible at remembering to return messages)

[call-2-arms]

THE POSITIVE & NEGATIVE; Mun & Muse - Meme.

fill out & repost ♥ This meme definitely favors canons more, but I hope OC’s still can make it somehow work with their own lore, and lil’ fandom of friends & mutuals. Multi-Muses pick the muse you are the most invested in atm. 

tagged by: stolen from my other blog :)  tagging: @snowbrn​ @threads-of-destiny​ (Fenris) @thedasonfire​ (Solas) @serbrienneoftarth​ @scndor​

My muse is:   canon / oc / au / canon-divergent / fandomless / complicated 

Is your character popular in the fandom? YES / NO. Hard to answer, and I wouldn’t say he’s UNPOPULAR, he’s just... not as popular as say... Dany or Jon are? Or even Cersei, tbh. If there were a more middle ground option, I’d definitely he’s more middle. Sometimes I feel like he’s a forgotten character despite the massive role he’s played in the series. 

Is your character considered hot™ in the fandom?  YES / NO / IDK. Not only is Jaime known to be attractive and look the part of a king in the entire series, but Nikolaj is honestly just a super attractive male with a smile that could kill. I haven’t heard many people say that he’s an unattractive person, so this is definitely a yes. He might not be everyone’s cup of tea, but he’s enough of a looker that his reputation proceeds him. 

Is your character considered strong in the fandom?  YES / NO / IDK. Okay so... this is complicated. Because many would see Jaime as weak because of his flaws, which is fair... And then they would also say he’s weak because he doesn’t have his sword hand any longer. But overall, Jaime is a strong character throughout the series, especially as a swordsman. He is one of the best swordsmen in Westeros, and I think there are MANY people who forget that little fact about him because in the series he was softening by the end of it. I think that’s where the fandom can really misinterpret Jaime. He definitely has his flaws, but he’s still an exceptionally strong individual. 

Are they underrated?  YES / NO / IDK. I think so. I think it’s mainly because I feel like he’s misunderstood by a lot of the fandom. I’m not excusing any of his shitty behaviour, but when you’ve got heroes like Jon Snow and Dany, and even Sansa, and strong villains like Cersei, Joff and Ramsay, I think they are all the face of the series. Those characters are the main characters that people think of when they see Game of Thrones. So Jaime is seen more of a support character, even with his ties. Most people think Lannister, they think Cersei and Tyrion (because they have so much more screen/book time than Jaime does). That’s the thing about GoT though, I feel like there’s no real “main” character. I feel like no matter who it is, there’s always a little love for them in the fandom, and I love that about the fandom. But overall, yes, I would say he’s definitely the third Lannister when thinking of the siblings.

Were they relevant for the main story?  YES / NO. He’s kind of the entire reason why there’s a war in the first place tbh... He pushed a kid out a window and all hell broke loose :’D 

Were they relevant for the main character? YES / NO / THEY’RE THE PROTAG. He’s a member of one of the great Houses of Westeros. He plays a big part. 

Are they widely known in their world? YES / NO. Oh yes, greatly known, and for many reasons. Mostly he’s known for being a king slayer, though. 

How’s their reputation?  GOOD / BAD / NEUTRAL. It depends on who you ask, but throughout most of Westeros and during the series, he does not have a good reputation. Well known for his fighting skills and handsome features are about the only good reasons, everything else comes down to his relationship with his sister (sexual included) and the fact that he is a man without honour. Only by the end of the series does his reputation change, and even then, it is small. Jaime will never recover from what he has done.

How strictly do you follow canon?  — I’m fairly strict with what I go with. I stick to a strong, canon foundation because it’s a part of Jaime that is essentially who he IS as a character. It’s why I enjoy writing him, and I’m not going to take that away from him. The only divergencies are the fact that I prefer he not die in season 8 and I also write my Jaime as demisexual/romantic. 

SELL YOUR MUSE! Aka try to list everything, which makes your muse interesting in your opinion to make them spicy for your mutuals.  —  Jaime is complicated. There is no saying he is a simple character, he has layer upon layer, and discovering that is a joy. Or at least it is for me, lol. I, personally, think Jaime is such a UNIQUE character because he actually isn’t a liar compared to his siblings. Between the bickering, Jaime is actually exceptionally forward, but because people don’t expect any Lannister to be honest, it’s a joy seeing how he can use that to his advantage. He often says cryptic, sarcastic comments that people think are him being sly and dishonest, but he’s actually being completely blunt that it’s hard to tell if Jaime is actually telling the truth or playing a game. I think that’s just a really fun trait to explore when getting to write and interact with him. Also, who doesn’t like interacting with a sarcastic arsehole? X’D Deep down, Jaime has a lot of complicated issues, however, especially when it comes to family and how he is supposed to be seen. He says he doesn’t care, but he cares deeply, he brushes everything off like it’s nothing, but he’s crippled on the inside. Jaime is just one of those really strong on the outside but weak on the inside characters, and I love getting to explore that. 

Now the OPPOSITE, list everything why your muse could not be so interesting (even if you may not agree, what does the fandom perhaps think?).  — I think the fact that Jaime has been in an incest relationship for his entire life, that would definitely push people away from really caring or interacting with him. And if that’s a trigger for someone, then I totally understand why they’d want to stay away. That’s fair. Jaime can also come off as selfish and cruel, with a bad temper. People might not have the PATIENCE for him, when that’s really what he needs. He needs someone to help guide him to be a better person, to remove himself from the toxicity of ... well, his entire life, lol. He can also, like mentioned in the last questions, be cryptic as fuck. He is handicapped, he can be emotionally unstable, has PTSD and honestly just has a LOT going on, and trying to push past that to make him grow as a person and a character could be too much for folks to deal with (I think that’s a plus, but I can understand why he might not be popular lol).

What inspired you to rp your muse?  —  Jaime has been one of my favourite characters ever since I got interested in the series. I was nervous as hell to join the GoTRP community because I’d never read the books before (and still haven’t finished them lol), but I adored his character from the start, especially when a redemption arc began to happen. Look, I’m a sucker for redemption arcs and character growth, learning about his past and his secret about why he killed the Mad King. Those things are things that draw me to characters, villain characters who try to be better, who learn, who become softer. I LOVE that growth, and that’s definitely what kept me interested in Jaime. His in depth character only made my drive for wanting to delve into his head stronger. I love complicated characters, I love grey characters, I love characters that have layers I can pick through and analyse. I have also always been highly interested in sexual mental health and health in general (and have been interested in psychology for ever since I was little lol), so he was right up my ally. 

What keeps your inspiration going?  —  Definitely rewatching the series (which I desperately need to do lol), and reading the novels (which I’m VERY slow with but absolutely love them!). What really keeps me interested is definitely my RP partners though, and keeping active within the writing community. I love getting to interact with everyone. 

Some more personal questions for the mun.

Give your mutuals some insight about the way you are in some matters, which could lead them to get more comfortable with you or perhaps not.

Do you think you give your character justice?  YES / NO / I SINCERELY HOPE I DO? I have severe duplicate insecurities like most people do, but I’m pretty happy with the grasp I have on Jaime’s character overall. It’s hard to write post season 8 Jaime without a book to go to and compare against the series, so I try and keep them pretty level with each other and find a happy place in the middle. I also know I most likely write Jaime a little more emotionally traumatised, but I try to keep what happened to him real, and that has repercussions. 

Do you frequently write headcanons?  YES / NO / SORT OF? I need to move them over to this blog, but NOT ENOUGH. I really need to rewatch and continue the book series to get my head around more headcanons. Also I just haven’t had ANY time this year for much at all when it comes to headcanons, because I am so exhausted after work  

Do you sometimes write drabbles?  YES / NO. For Jaime, unfortunately, no. I keep most of my drabbles to my Dragon Age protags. I would love to though... if I had time, lol. 

Do you think a lot about your Muse during the day? YES / NO. Absolutely. Hyperfocus like a champ over here, lol. 

Are you confident in your portrayal? YES / NO / SORT OF? I think there’s always room for improvement, but I’m pretty happy with my portrayal so far. I try my hardest to keep him pretty canon, and the feedback I’ve had from my partners has always been so kind and reassuring <3

Are you confident in your writing?  YES / NO / SOMETIMES. I’ve been writing Dragon Age for so long... I feel like I don’t know a lot of the lore when it comes to GoT. I sometimes have to Wiki things I forget, names I don’t remember, and alliances and plots because I’m BAD with politics okay? I’m terrible with it all. Writing helps me learn those things, but if I’m not interested, I find it tedious to go and research (ASD/ADHD).

Are you a sensitive person?  YES / NO / SORTA. It depends. Some things I really don’t care about, others I do. It entirely depends on my mood and the day, and how the stars align lol. Or... how tired I am, haha. It really just depends. I will be more sensitive if I’m hurt from someone that means something to me, or someone I look up to. Other days I just can’t be fucked because I’m too old and tired to deal with it. 

Do you accept criticism well about your portrayal?  —  I’m going to have to say “no” on this. It’s purely because i’m not ASKING for criticism. If I was, then that’s fair because I’m actively SEEKING to be better. Right now, Jaime is a hobby and not a muse that I am constantly working on. He’s a tertiary muse that I’m here to just have a good time with and research when I feel the need to. Outside of that, if you don’t like my portrayal then you don’t have to interact with me and that’s fine. If you think my Jaime is too emotional, I’m working off mostly season 8 things which we have no book to look back on, so it’s mostly me basing everything off his past reactions and character development. If you have issues on the way I see his and Cersei’s relationship and it being toxic despite his love for her, that’s a whole diff convo lol. At the end of the day... I’m writing him the way he comes to me, and if you don’t enjoy it then that’s all good, just don’t get in my face about it. 

Do you like questions, which help you explore your character?  —  Absolutely, they help with getting to know little things about him that I may never have thought about before. I love those kinds of character development questions. 

If someone disagrees to a headcanon of yours, do you want to know why?  —  I guess it depends on what type of headcanon it is. I generally try and base my headcanons off solid evidence within his character background and events within the series. If someone doesn’t agree with me, it’s literally not the end of the world and it’s not worth arguing over--we all have out different portrayals and I’m not the original writer lol. If you’re going to get cranky at me because my Jaime enjoys the company of men as well once he’s able to explore himself sexually, then I really couldn’t give a fuck. As a gay man, it helps me enjoy the character a little bit more and identify with him, and I write Jaime as demi anyway. Plus, I also don’t write it in a sense that it’s not something he doesn’t struggle with considering Westeros is not open to such things. 

If someone disagrees with your portrayal, how would you take it?  —  same as the above.

If someone really hates your character, how do you take it?  —  I don’t actively go looking through Jaime hate tags, so I’ve never run into this? If someone follows me and hates Jaime, then I just think it’s stupid that they followed me in the first place? Obviously now that he’s on a multi, that’s a little bit more complicated, but everyone is free to not interact with him and still interact with my other characters here lol. If I follow someone and then see them actively posting hate about him, I would simply unfollow. That’s it. I’m not here to fight and argue, I’m here to have a good time, and I’m not going to force anyone to enjoy a character they don’t. 

Are you okay with people pointing out your grammatical errors?  —  Mistakes happen, I don’t always look over my reply before posting, and more often then not, I’m tired as hell when I’m writing anyway so there might be errors from time to time. I can guarantee there’s probably some in this meme lol. If a little red squiggle doesn’t come up beneath the word, then I’ve probably not fixed it. In saying that, if you’re coming to me every time I make a typo... I will begin to get annoyed. It’s a small thing, get over it and move on. If you can’t, then maybe I’m not the right person to be writing with if it’s causing you that much stress. If I’ve completely butchered a sentence (which has happened!), then just give me a polite nudge and go “hey did you mean to write this instead?” and I’ll probably feel embarrassed and laugh about it and be like yeah sorry, I meant that :’D 

Do you think you are easy going as a mun?   —  When there’s not a pandemic going on in the world, I’m certainly very easy going, lol. It takes a fair bit to piss me off, and it’s got to be pretty repetitive for me to start going... mmm, there’s a pattern here and I don’t like it. But generally speaking, if you’re nice to me, I’m nice back. I don’t go looking for fights and arguments, and my nature has certainly meant people have abused me in the past. I’m often too empathetic and because I avoid trying to make a fuss and cause confrontation, I often let people do whatever. I’ve... somewhat learned from past experiences to NOT do this to myself, which I guess has made me a little bit less easy going. That and just generally getting older and not having the time to care about petty things might make me come off as a hard arse at times. But look... I’m not going to be a dickhead to anyone who doesn’t deserve it, okay? I get we’re all anxious, I get we’re all curious, I get that we all have opinions. Don’t be a dick and you don’t have anything to worry about. I can sometimes be blunt, but most people learn that that’s just me. Maybe it’s an Aussie thing, maybe it’s a me thing. Probably a combination of the two... my mother always did say I was very blunt. >.> Sometimes that’s a good thing when people want or need advice, but if it’s not what you want to hear, then don’t come asking, because I can be very honest. 

[taka-swamp-hiro]

New on the Atoma Scene - Nature Ranger Takahiro arrives! Fresh off the boat, he’s ready to settle into his new life, no matter what happens. And he’ll need friends and enemies to make this adventure worthwhile! His spirit has always steered for adventure. Hopefully this will be the best one yet!

RP blog for a Pokemon OC in @tenebres-champ​‘s Atoma Region! Affiliated with such, as a result, but free to interact with anyone and everyone! He’s hard to keep pinned to one spot, because he drives to move about, so odds are he’ll bump into you if you don’t bump into him.

OC friendly, obviously. Open to any themes, so as such may contain dark themes. 

Penned by Riley, of @redtoomuchintoit​, or @wiceschnee​

[svmmerdays]

( 01 / muse 2 / cis male & he/him ) contrary to what the campers might tell you, that’s not timothee chalamet. that’s kc thain! this is their 6th year working here and they’re a counselor. they’re 23, and i just found out during ice breakers they’re a sagittarius. at first they might seem pretty oblivious, but they’re actually really creative. when they have down time, you can usually catch them getting high on the roof. try to get to know them for yourself this summer!

MEET THE MUN.  i expect i’ll be able to solve a lot of my problems once my baby brain falls out & my adult brain grows in

hello all, my name is pepper and i have never been on time for anything in my life skjsdkj i feel like all my intros start that way but it’s simply a fact, i cannot tell time. that said i just got off from work so !!! this time i have a bit of an excuse. but omg Anyways, i am v excited for this rp, like i’ve already said in the gc,,, your girls never been to camp so i am LIVING FOR THIS! a bit about me ~cAmP tHEMED~ kinda, i have never actually gone camping but i really wanna go glamping one time so hit me up if you’re interested, whenever i am in the wilderness bugs like to try to fly directly into my eyes and idk why although i do have a theory i was an exterminator in a past life or something and now they’re getting their revenge for the their fallen ancestors yk?? i hate marshmallows because when i was like six some girl told me that gelatin was made of horse hooves and i believed her and i have not really eaten a marshmallow since with the exception of the one time i microwaved a smore in my microwave when i was like eight? but then again when i was really young i used to think god looked like king triton so i’m a gullible hoe y’all i’ll believe anything. but okay i think that’s enough, moving on to the man of the hour, kronk child thain!

BIO. what do people do when they’re not stoned?  drug tw !

 kc was an accident. and honestly, he was probably a bit too aware of that way too early. to start, when kc was conceived kc’s father was married to his mother’s best friend. and well, that’s not usually the kind of thing that you do on purpose. furthermore kc was conceived in a bounce house at his half older brother’s first birthday party. again, not the kind of thing you plan. you might ask how and why kc knows this information, and that would be the third reason why kc knows with absolute surety he was an accident. because his mother has been telling him all of this frankly intimate and scarring information with absolutely no shame pretty much from the moment kc could comprehend the words coming out of her mouth, and honestly likely before that. and well, that isn’t exactly the behavior of a woman who planned to have kids is it. at least not in kc’s mind. 

frankly moira thain has been treating kc like more than a pet than a son pretty much from the moment kc can remember. she didn’t treat him badly by any means. she just wasn’t really a mom. she was a weird older friend who whined until kc made her breakfast and left for days on end to go to music festivals. she was the kind of friend who teased you ruthlessly rather than offering any good advice and embarrassed you just for fun. the kind of friend who shrugged when you asked them for help with your homework and who none of your other friends (or their parents) really liked. honestly, she was kind of a bad friend if kc was honest but he doesn’t know what else to compare her to. for a long, long time his mother, as unusual as she was, was all he had. that was until kc was about seven and he didn’t even have that anymore. 

when kc was seven a lot of shit went down at once. to start, his mother nearly overdosed, and that was the big thing. it was a traumatizing experience overall as that kind of thing would be for a seven year old, but kc would like to think he handled it like a champ. called the police, made sure his mother didn’t choke on her own vomit, and all that. but CPS was called and kc was promptly shipped out to live with a father had never met, which went as well as could be expected (refer to how and when kc was conceived above). kc stayed with them for all of six months, but well, all kc really had to do was breathe to completely ruin their marriage. even if kace was a bit dull at times even he understood that. so he wasn’t surprised when 'the boys trip’ his father took him on ended up just being a complicated ruse to dump him at his grandfather’s house for as long as he could get away with. considering it was near the end of the school year, it was a while.

now at that point as you can imagine kc was pretty drained emotionally. his mother was officially in rehab. his dad didn’t want him around. his stepmother and half siblings treated him like some kind of leper. and all of this happened within less than a year. that’s a lot for anyone to take let alone a seven year old. little kc was filled to the brim with a lot of emotions he didn’t know what to do with so for the most part he had shut down. barely spoke unless spoken to. very rarely smiled or expressed any sort of emotion really. his grandfather played a big part in fixing that. 

grandpa thain lived in a cottage in the forest and worked for a camp not too far from his cabin. he dealt with the upkeep of the grounds during the school year as well as some handyman duties when needed. and for the most part he dragged his grandson along with him as his ‘assistant’. which mostly meant that kc pulled out the weeds his grandfather told him to or passed him the tools he asked for. just simple things like that. but to kc’s surprise he really liked it. he also really liked living with his grandfather in the middle of nowhere and being able to hear the birds in the morning or take naps in fields. 

kc’s father paid for his first summer at dagwood. his half siblings came to the camp as well, in fact they had been coming longer than kc had. however, at the end of the summer, unlike his eager half siblings, kc didn’t want to leave again. dagwood had become this safe have for him of sorts, a place where he was slowly able to heal at his own pace, and he knew the moment he went back to his father’s house he would be returning to an environment he was unwanted. his grandfather made it so he didn’t have to return at all by offering to take kc in permanently. 

it took some time and a lot of legal paperwork but kc’s grandfather ended up becoming his legal guardian. his grandfather home schooled him to the best of his capability during the school year, and during the summer’s kc attended camp dagwood and helped out his grandfather in whatever way he could. he continued to do so even after he turned eighteen, even going as far as to help out in between the online art school classes that he decided to take on a whim. his grandfather regretfully had to retire from dagwood, after working every day since the camps opening day. he retired with a lot of pride and kc is really proud of him honestly, and he has every plan to take his grandfather’s place once he gets promoted from counsellor. his grandfather insists that he doesn’t need to, and that he wants kc to do whatever he wants to do but kc is too stubborn and loyal to hear any of it. he’s determined to continue the legacy his grandfather is so proud of, and stay at the place that brought him so much comfort and peace, even though honestly it’s probably not the best thing for him. it’s honestly probably time for kc to move on to bigger and better things but he hasn’t realized that yet so until then, dagwood it is. 

PERSONALITY. me as a hotel receptionist: *greets guests by playing hotel california but cutting it off right before they say california*

LOYAL. listen if you’re kc’s friend he would die for you and that’s just a fact. he is honestly loyal to fault. he will screw himself over for his friends because he’s dumb. theyt won’t even ask him to do it! he’ll do it anyways! he’s a fool 

STUBBORN. not in an obvious way like generally kc is very flexible, go with the flow? will generally not hold an opinion in most arguments and is pretty happy to follow rather than lead. but when it comes to things that kc is passionate about?? oof. a bulldozer couldn’t move him. he’s a pain in the ass.

OBLIVIOUS. he’s a fool. kc will be the last one to know about his own damn feelings. kc will be the last one to know about anyone else’ feelings too. it could be so obvious. SO SO DAMN OBVIOUS, and yet kc??? has no idea. he’s that scene from juno where juno’s like ‘i like you’ and michael cera’s like ‘as a friend?’ jkdsdjk

CREATIVE. the only thing kc’s good at is creating things. he can make pretty much anything if he puts his mind to it. probably makes his own clothes honestly. can mend and repair yours. just as a weird brain tbh, if you ever want a different perspective on something go to kc because he’ll say something so wild sdjkdfkj 

COMPASSIONATE. a kind boy tbh. wouldn’t hurt a fly. catches spiders in his hands and takes them outside. is a vegetarian. will listen to your problems any time and at least offer help even if he has no idea what to do. 

LAZY. will fall asleep standing up with his eyes open. has fallen asleep on buses and ended up in different states. is terrible when it comes to getting up in the morning. eats his breakfast half asleep every day. like he’s a hard worker when it comes down to it, but if the options are playing with the campers or taking a nap in a warm patch of sun kc knows what he’s choosing... honestly kc is good with little kids but he would vastly prefer his grandfathers job, cause his gramps just worked by himself for the most part, and working with kids is so much more exhausting rip. 

HEADCANNONS. you’re in her dms im daydreaming about her on public transport we are not the same. 

loves all branches of art honestly, is also a big fan of music. can play the guitar, the drums and bass, all skills he mostly picked up on his own while being home schooled by his grandfather. tends to be rather humble about it but he’s actually pretty talented. will play the acoustic guitar by the campfire, is one hundred percent that guy 

when doing art activity counselling kc has the energy of that one pottery guy from tiktok always. like that’s kc straight up. 

has a bunch of tattoos that are mostly doodles that he made himself, sometimes doodles his friends have made too if he likes them enough. will put pretty much anything on body and tends to think of it as his canvas. wants to be that old man covered head to toe in tats by the time he’s ninety. 

has been stung by wasps on fourteen different occasions over the years. literally kc has been stung every summer since he’s come here and it’s pretty much tradition at this point. like he hates it, but if too long goes by without him being stung he starts to get paranoid. 

loves to climb things like trees and buildings. chills out in the branches/on top of roofs a LOT. would be the guy to fall asleep in a hammock and get a mustache drawn on his face by the campers. honestly that has probably happened. 

jewish! kc’s religion wasn’t really a big part of his life when he was living with his mother but by the time he moved in with his grandfather that changed. they go to the synagogue together and everything even if it’s a bit out of the way. 

might be narcoleptic honestly. is sleeping 99% of the time. if you don’t know where kc is check his bed tbh

will never tell anyone what kc stands for honestly, he thinks it’s amusing for people to guess. will answer to any version of k____ c____ you call him though. also accepts kace which is just a nickname for a pair of initials but skjsdm still he will answer to it 

a hard worker even if he doesn’t look it. weirdly functional while working high? kc is one of those people who you never know is high cause he just acts as he normally does for the most part. 

that said he is the most focused and like alert when drawing or painting or doing anything with his hands. takes his art incredibly seriously. has probably drawn up a mural for the camp, and literally stayed up three days and three nights to do it. very talented but doesn’t really think he’s talented enough to do anything with it? could get into art school if he tried, but he’s too loyal to ever leave his grandfather or the camp behind to do it. 

very good at wood working surprisingly. this boy will make you a sexy ass chair. honestly kc is one of the those frustrating people who like you show him how to do something creative one time and he’s got it, his brain has tapped into it, he remembers. but don’t worry, give him one math problem and he completely shuts down sdkjsdjk 

hates wearing shoes. will take his shoes off the moment he has the opportunity. straight up leaves his shoes places and then’ll be like ??? fuck where did i put those ??? 

can cook surprisingly well. makes bomb weed brownies but like just in general kace makes good food. always forgets to grocery shop until his fridge is empty though

dresses like a hippie. his general aesthetic makes it look like he was in nineties movie. wears wire rimmed glasses because they were his grandfather’s and he’s too broke to buy new frames. most hipsters see him and are like !!! cause they think he’s one of them but kc knows nothing about movies or coffee or like... anything but art really so they’re pretty quickly disappointed. 

used to have hella long hair when he was younger, like he was usually picked on for looking kind of girly because of it. didn’t really care that much, or at least convinced himself he didn’t really care that much eventually. was glad when he got home schooled though cause at least then he didn’t have to deal with that anymore, 

has a scar through his eyebrow from when he fell out of a tree his first summer. 

has several ear piercings. 

i forgot to mention, kc’s mother used to be a drug dealer before her overdose but he doesn’t really know what she does now. he doesn’t talk to her very often but he talks to his dad even less. whenever his mom contacts him it’s cause she’s gotten out of rehab and needs money. kc will usually give it to her because he’s soft. 

WANTED CONNECTIONS.  it takes me 3-7 business days to process my feelings

i am so tired so we’re doing this in a blob but i would love LOVE some exes from summers past, some ex flings, his first bf/gf, idk his first kiss would also be cool, someone who hates him like maybe an enemy or an old rival of some sort? an old stupid rivalry from when they were campers that they still can’t let go of now? just sayin. uh, an fwb or ewb situation maybe, another childhood friend would be cute, an opposites attract situation like i would love for kc to have a dynamic with someone who really has their shit together yk like completely different from his sleepy ass, a smoking buddy maybe! a family friend! godsibling! first love! someone who kc accidentally set on fire with a flaming marshmallow when they were thirteen! anything and everything please and thank you. 

[thereluctantinquisitor]

Still On My Mind (pt. 2)

A continuation of this wonderful fic by @lavellanlove, based on our novel-length RP. In which Cyrus finally has a chance to realise he’s developed more feelings than he expected for Maleus...

At the sound of a knock on his door, Cyrus stirred, groaning softly as he pried his face from the surface of his desk. The tourney, and everything that had happened, had left him utterly drained. Rubbing his cheek roughly, he cleared his throat and called, “What?”

There was an uncertain pause. “Ser -- uh, Ser Cyrus?” the voice beyond the door asked. He suppressed the urge to roll his eyes. Take away the family name, and suddenly Orlesians didn’t know what to do. But he answered in the affirmative and the door creaked open, revealing a young woman in serving attire. “Apologies, Ser. You have a parcel.”

Frowning, Cyrus looked her over once then turned away. “If it’s from someone called ‘Joustis’, just toss it over there.” He gestured sharply to the left side of the room. In the silence, he could practically hear the slow, uncertain movement of her eyes.

“The... fireplace?” 

“Yes.”

She seemed taken aback, but recovered quickly. “My apologies, but it is not from, ah... anyone by that name.”

That was truly unexpected. Who on Thedas would be writing to him? Curiosity piqued, Cyrus turned and stood, tugging his shirt sharply back into place as he moved. “Fine. Give it to me.”

They met halfway across the room, and with a hasty curtsy the servant practically fled for the safety of the hallway. Inspecting the letter and small package, Cyrus turned it over in his hands. The penmanship was... well, excellent, frankly. The letters of his name seemed to come alive on the front of the envelope. 

He set down the parcel and reached for his belt, tossed haphazardly on the side of the desk, he slid out a small blade and slit the top of the letter...

Dearest Cyrus,

Fuck, that alone was enough to give him pause.

You have been on my mind, perhaps even more than I expected you to be. I’ve been thinking of our conversations and how far we’ve both come from where we each began. Wondering how you are doing with all that you’ve been through and all that’s yet to come.

I am sorry I could not stay for the Tourney. Truly, I am. More than anything, I hope that its events grant you peace. You deserve that much, and more.

Regardless of how it turns out, know that I wish to be here for you, and would like nothing more than for you to allow me to be.

All the best,

Maleus

At first, the words made no sense - he read them with such haste that they blurred together in his mind. Then, frowning, he read them again, this time with the purpose of finding some hidden meaning. A code. A cry for help, perhaps, concealed within a heartfelt letter. Something. After all, that would make sense. It would be a reason. A purpose.

This... didn’t make sense.

The conversation he’d had with Maleus wasn’t something Cyrus dismissed the moment he’d left the embassy. In truth, he’d played it over and over again in his head the entire way to the Tourney; first as a matter of practicality, as the man had offered some valuable insights, then in shame as he realised how utterly pathetic he must have sounded, unloading his problems to the son of Ianto, the Terror of Llomerryn. As though the two could ever hope to compare.

Now, this letter...?

In truth, he had felt a connection to Maleus. Something he couldn’t explain in the moment, and had put down to a specific kind of shared misery, born from ruminating over less than ideal childhoods. Eventually, his attention pulled in other directions, he’d tried everything in his power to forget the conversation; the comforting touches, the wise yet caring words. Maker, he’d even tried to forget the swiftness with which Maleus had spirited him from the Winter Palace, getting him out of harm’s way the moment a threat had been made. The man had acted without hesitation. Without care for his own safety. Shit, he’d even put himself at risk by going out to negotiate with Silana Lorvain; saved Darren’s life without so much as raising a sword. 

What could a man like Maleus possibly see in someone like him?

With that question in mind, Cyrus re-read the letter. Slowly. Purposefully. His chest tightened at the apology; at the sincerity behind those written words. The hope that the duel between his father and Silana had brought him peace. 

It was better Maleus had not been there. Better that the whole affair go forgotten, for what good it had brought.

He was still holding the letter when another knock at his door interrupted his thoughts. “What?” he snapped, sharper than he intended. “What now?”

The door opened, far more confidently than before. “Good to see you’re as chipper as always.” Ralon stepped into the room as though it was his own. Just fucking typical. “Just checking in, prickles. You’ve been cooped up since...”

He trailed off. Cyrus knew why. Regardless, now was... this wasn’t...

The letter suddenly felt heavy in his hand.

“This isn’t a good time, Ralon.”

“Yeah, didn’t really expect it to be. Kinda why I’m here anyway.”

“No, I...” Cyrus set the letter down, as though that would somehow cause it to vanish. It had quite the opposite effect, with the tall Antivan craning his neck to take a look at the objects on the desk.

“What’ve you got there, huh?”

Some part of Cyrus screamed at him to lie. But... what good would that possible do? If this was something he... no. He couldn’t lie. “A letter,” he said simply. He might not lie but that didn’t mean he was champing at the bit to divulge everything. “And a... parcel.”

“Already?” Cocking a brow, Ralon wandered over and sat on the edge of the bed to the right of the desk. “That was quick. Shit news travels fast, huh?” He paused, a frown suddenly pinching his brow. “Unless... is it from your father?”

“No.”

“Then who?”

“Maleus.”

There. It was out in the open. Ralon cocked his head. “Abano?” he asked. A smile spread across his lips. “Guess you two got along, back at the embassy, huh? How’s he going?”

Cyrus swallowed. Fuck, why was this so hard? “I... good, I suppose.” He fingered the edge of the letter, unsure of what to do with it. What to say. “You two are together, right?”

Ralon snorted, kicking one leg over the other as he leaned back on the bed. “Since when did you start taking an interest in my love-life?” When Cyrus didn’t rise to the bait, Ralon sighed. “I mean... we catch up, whenever he’s in town. Exchange letters sometimes, checking in on each other. That sort of thing. I wouldn’t say we’re together. We just... get together.” He waved a hand absently. “Port in a storm, and all that. You know I’m not one to pass up a good opportunity with a good person. They’re hard to find.”

What the fuck is that supposed to mean? Cyrus bit back the urge to just demand a straight answer. “So... what? Are you a couple or just screwing around?”

Ralon barked a laugh. “Is that all there is? Tethered at the hip or heartless fuck-buddies? Like I said, we get together, we have a good time, we go our separate ways. But we’re not looking to tie the knot, if you get me.”

It took a moment, but Cyrus supposed he got him. However, Ralon appeared to be catching on, the line of questioning sparking a curiosity in him. “... What’s the letter say? You never told me.”

Cyrus smoothed the edge with surprisingly unsteady fingertips. “It...” He tried to find the words. There was a good way to do this, wasn’t there? A right way? “He’s checking in on me. Seeing if I’m alright.”

Out of the corner of his eye, Cyrus could see Ralon tilt his head slightly, regarding him. “Yeah? That’s thoughtful of him.”

“Yeah.” It... really was. Outside of the small band of misfits he called a squad, Cyrus had never had anyone do that for him. “But... I don’t know what to make of the rest of it.”

“Shock of the century. You want me to translate? Mal sometimes waxes poetic when he gets carried away.”

Maybe that was the easiest way. Was it the right way? Cyrus had no idea. But before his mind even had a chance to catch up, he was handing the letter over, and Ralon’s brown eyes were flicking through it, scanning the neatly penned lines. 

Cyrus watched him. Watched for any sign of... Maker, he didn’t know what. Bitterness. Betrayal. Anger. Something. After all, serious or not, Ralon and Maleus had been hooking up. It was possible...

A smile spread across Ralon’s lips. “Cyrus, this is pretty much a love-letter.”

The news was like a slap to the face. “I... what? No it’s not. Is it?” Cyrus shook his head as if to clear it. “How the fuck did you get that?”

“Oh, come on!  ‘You have been on my mind.’ ...  ‘ You deserve that much, and more.’ ... ‘ I wish to be here for you, and would like nothing more than for you to allow me to be.’ ” The smile spreading into a full-blown grin, Ralon waved the letter in the air. “I don’t know what you two talked about, but you sure as hell left a mark.”

At first, Cyrus’ mouth just opened and closed. He had no idea what to say to that. He’d assumed he’d read too much into it; that he’d interpreted affection where there had simply been amiable concern. But Ralon knew Maleus as well, and as much as Cyrus hated to admit the Antivan was better than him in anything, relationships were much more his forte. 

In the end, he asked the first thing that came to his mind. “That... doesn’t piss you off?”

Glancing back at the letter, Ralon’s smile faded slightly, but it didn’t fully leave. “Ah, not really. I mean, sure, we had fun, but it was never some big exclusive thing.” He folded it carefully and held it out to Cyrus. But, as Cyrus tried to take it, Ralon held on. “What about you, though?” When Cyrus just fixed him with a confused look, the Antivan continued, “Are you just looking for a port in a storm, or...?”

Heat rushed to Cyrus’ cheeks, surprisingly for the first time since their conversation began. It seemed shock and nervousness had kept the flush at bay. “I... don’t know.” Brow pinched, Cyrus tugged the letter out of Ralon’s grasp and shifted in his chair. “When we spoke... I’ve never talked about that shit with anyone else.”

“What shit?”

“None of your fucking business.”

Another grin flashed across Ralon’s face. “Okay, so that’s a point for I’m into him. What else?”

It felt ridiculous, sitting there discussing his potential love-life with Ralon of all people. “He... gets it. The shit we talked about.All of that...” He made a vague gesture out the window, where the Tourney continued into its final days. It was clear, from his solemn nod, that Ralon knew he was not referring to the tournament itself; rather, a specific duel. “I don’t talk about it. Not to anyone. But with him...” Cyrus groaned, reaching up to rub his eyes. “I don’t fucking know - it just felt like I could.”

“Mal’s got a way of getting people to open up.”

“It wasn’t just that.” Lowering his hands, letting them rest in his lap, Cyrus gave a sharp sigh. “He talked about... finding my own way. Being my own Captain. It just... made sense. He knew how it felt to be defined by some other asshole’s actions, and for the first time...”

When Cyrus trailed off, Ralon give him a moment before prompting him gently. “What?”

“It felt like I didn’t have to be.”

Silence fell in the room. It was heavy, but not painful. Profound, but not uncomfortably so. Ralon was nodding to himself, a strange look on his face that Cyrus couldn’t quite place. As for Cyrus, he was so caught up in feelings he’d had no time to consider that he had no idea what else to say.

Luckily, Ralon always had an excess of words. “What’s in the package?”

The parcel. Remembering its presence, Cyrus reached for it, sliding it towards himself. He unwrapped it with fingers that shook slightly; why, he couldn’t for the life of him say. But soon he was holding a box, its weight solid and comfortable in his palm. “He didn’t have to get me anything,” was all Cyrus could think to murmur. His eyes were focused on the object, so he didn’t catch Ralon rolling his.

“Just open it already.”

Cyrus did. Inside the box, nestled in a soft foam, was... an ornate compass. Mesmerised, he lifted it out, turning it towards the light from the window. The needle swung around, red tip honing in on north until it pointed firmly in that direction no matter how he turned it. 

“Guess you can find your own way now.” Ralon’s words were soft, and when Cyrus finally tore his gaze from the compass, he could see a strange warmth in the Antivan’s eyes. He reached out and patted him twice on the knee, the action reassuring. Comforting. Approving. “You should write back,” he suggested, then stood, the bed creaking slightly beneath him. 

Something in Cyrus twisted at that moment. Panicked. “What the fuck am I supposed to say? I...” His stiff fingers curled around the compass. “I can’t match this, Ralon.”

The Antivan’s hand came to rest on his shoulders. “You can thank him, for a start. Tell him what happened. Tell him how you are - and don’t lie about it for once, okay? At least give the guy the truth.” He released him and headed towards the door. However, just before he left, Ralon paused, then added, “If I were you... I’d also tell him you want to thank him in person for that gift he sent you. It’s a damn nice compass.”

[lightsmercy]

Zenos x Minfilia for the if they had a kid meme. I've been reading those threads and it's so nice. I never thought I would see them together but you and the Zenos you rp with has me convinced

If they had a kid meme. /Accepting.

 ｢ Minfilia + Zenos. ｣ 

Considering Minfilia carries the twin gene as she is a twin herself (though, her twin is dead and gone maybe he is alive due to angst) in that particular verse? T w i n s. Minfilia and Zenos probably wouldn’t have children in the first place (for neither of them are particularly interested at all in what conceives children in the first place—and Minfilia is terrified of potentially perishing in pregnancy complications, and not being able to lead and do her job, to help the realm if things were not at peace. It would be hell to get her to just rest), but if they did?

Name(s): Titus and Vincentia. (Titus, is a callback to a name Minfilia considered for her adoptive son when Zenos as Elezenos suggested it. Vincentia —… I just thought it was a neat name. It also means conquering and she’s a little champ.)

Gender(s): Male and female.

General Appearances: They both bear their parents’ locks of gold, and have a third eye due to their garlean heritage through Zenos. Titus has eyes of blue; a trait shared by his parents. Vincentia, however, has one eye of gold like her grandfather, Varis. The other eye, used to be the same until she was blinded in that eye in defending her brother, fallen, at 16. They both have scars from that incident upon their face.

Personalities: As both of their parents would avoid any damage done to them, to happen to their children? They are relatively free from trauma from their parents. Vincentiais patient, generous but she is also merciless, obsessive and temperamental. Titus, he is the more agreeable one of the two. Titus is humble, incredibly bright, but also he is judgemental, rash and narcissistic.

Special Talents: They both are awfully good at twisting words, and being a diplomat as they are wonderful at the way of the sword like their father. They are utterly cunning and intelligent, and when combined, they are even worse. Like Minfilia they enjoy baking and mining. Vincentia, however, learned how to make weapons from the materials she and her brother gathered through mining. One Starlight, Zenos would have gotten a sword as a gift from them.

Who they like better: Zenos because he lets them use swords. Favorite PARENT FOR THAT REASON ALONE. But also, they do love their father a lot. They have grown to appreciate the fact he tries so hard for them, to be a good father, unlike Varis was to him. They love Minfilia too, it’s impossible not to, but things were easier for her with them as she already raised a child before; her adoptive son, M’acarius.

Who they take after more: Titus takes after Minfilia. He is kind and lovely, and in tune with his emotions. Vincentia, however, takes after Zenos. She is eerily similar to him, in her love for carnage and for the fight. She shows no mercy in either which terrifies Minfilia.

Personal Headcanon: Their goal in life, combined, is to seek an end to the Ascians including their great-great grandsire. Neither of them wishes to continue the family line of either parent. It ends with them (Spoiler alert: It does not. Titus is a womanizer, whoops. He did Not Use The Garlean Rubber AT ALL).

Face Claim: I Made Them In CC. When I swore I would not go onto FFXIV tonight whoops

[ladybuvelle]

Dear mun, this probably should be a munday question but I am too impatient to wait: What do you think about the fact that probably in every iteration of Sona she is basically always the curviest woman around? Like does it affect you in your way you think about her? Or does it annoy you that sometimes it reduces her to "musician with a big ass and a massive rack" or anything along those lines? Or is it an absolute nonfactor? Maybe something you even additionally like about her?

// Well I mean, since it’s a question ABOUT Sona then it’s fine XD Munday would imply it’s about me! But hm. I’m of several minds about this sort of question.

When I started RPing as Sona, it was a very spontaneous decision I made several years ago in a roleplay chatroom that happened to have a League of Legends channel. Before then I’d never played a pre-established character. The idea seemed weird to me that people would even want or think they could RP as a character someone else had made and written out. It felt presumptuous. But being in a bad place in my life at the time and desperate to try anything new and find any kind of happiness, I made a new account and picked my main in LoL to play as: which at the time was Sona. I loved her play style in the game and I was pretty exclusively playing as her.

So initially I enjoyed Sona’s character for a lot of reasons that had nothing to do with how she looked. If anything, her look was kind of a problem. She’s basically a copy of Miku Hatsune. Even her whole thing about being mute as opposed to being a Vocaloid that sings and her theme of music is pretty obvious.

And beyond that, the whole blue-haired pigtail thing? A bit hard to take seriously!

When it comes to Sona’s figure as well, there’s totally a difference between fanon and canon. The community over the years would have to believe she’s s t a c k e d. While her chest certainly isn’t small, I would like to point out that Janna’s model actually has her chest jiggle. (Fun fact: Sona and Janna both have the same VA) Though it’s also hard to deny even glancing at, say, Muse Sona’s insane cleavage on her model. Like, woof. Those puppies are packed in there. As for her other curves, I don’t think we need to go into detail about DJ Sona and the massive booty.

But the models in-game have a variety of reasons why they’re designed the way they are. They have to be made with visibility, recognition, silhouette, and camera angle taken into account. There’s a rhyme and reason for most decisions why models look the way they do, and lately they’ve gotten a lot better and more detailed as well. Sona’s a bit mid-level by now I guess? She’s ‘newer’ than some still old champs since her VU, but graphical progress is moving very quickly in League.

I say this because there’s also the official art and splash arts to take into account. In most of Sona’s splash art I’d say she’s curvy, but not outrageously so. And she’s certainly not as thick as I tend to draw her.

On that subject: I’m a plus sized person myself. When I draw females I tend to go a little overboard on the waist and hips because that’s the kind of figure I have myself. ‘Plus size’ isn’t just one particular ‘look’ either; people gain weight in a variety of ways, and plus size can also just come down to being a very tall or broad person as well. In reality, I very much doubt Sona would qualify as plus size. She’s small and slim. While I would like it if she were a little softer and rounder, perhaps, it doesn’t make me like her any more or less as a character.

TL;DR while I do think a lot about Sona’s appearance (probably due to being an artist and drawing her a lot), it doesn’t actually effect my perception of her that much. The argument could be made that if she looked different would I have been drawn to her as much, but I honestly couldn’t say. I was drawn to her play style initially, SO...

I will say, however, that just because I’m an “enlightened” individual or whatever the fuck when it comes to how Sona looks, it’s worth noting how painfully obvious it is that many fan artists... aren’t. Especially those who draw porn. I very VERY rarely look up fanart for Sona because all too often, for SOME reason, she’s relegated to some very questionable acts. I somehow suspect it has as much to do with her being mute as it does with her body shape, but that’s just my theory. Sona being mute is likely one of the most key deciding factors in how and why people portray her the way they do aside from her boy shape, tbh. Without a voice she lacks personality on a surface level. From there it’s easy to just treat her like an object. Or even “ship” her based on her disability, which is.... yeah.

As a final thought, and from a realistic and artistic perspective, I don’t think people really realize how different people can look in different clothes. Sona’s skins tend to have her in close-fitting clothes on top and more wide gowns on the bottom (except for DJ, which leads to the whole headcanon for me that she’s hiding it all under that skirt). But if you put her in a sports bra and some baggy clothes? Suddenly she’d look a LOT different. What you wear and how you wear it can make all the difference in presentation. Makeup as well is like that.

[sapphiretrams]

Get to Know Me Tag

I was kind of tagged by @intricately-silly? Like, I have a notification that I was mentioned??? Idk, but thanks if you did!

Rules: Post a pic of your simself with your traits and answer the questions!

Traits:  creative + good + music lover

1. What is your full name? Riley, and that’s all I’m gonna say

2. What is your nickname? I kinda gave myself the nickname RPS? You can also call me Trams cause of my url, I don’t mind.

3. When is your birthday? September 5

4. What is your favorite book series? Favorite book series... probably Harry Potter. I’m not obsessed with it (cause J.K. is kinda not a good person) but it’s one of the few series I remember reading.

5. Do you believe in aliens or ghosts? Sure. I’m not a hardcore believer, and when I watch Buzzfeed Unsolved Supernatural, I’m DEFINITELY a Shaniac, but I’m definitely not closed to the idea.

6. Who is your favorite author? Probably Charles Dickens or Shakespeare. I’m a sucker for that classic literature stuff.

7. What is your favorite radio station? Eh, I don’t really listen to the radio.

8. What is your favorite flavor of anything? Lemon! It’s just SO good in all candy flavors, and I love it so much.

9. What word do you often use to describe something great or wonderful? Rad, awesome, cool, the usuals and occasionally terms that are super dated like tubular.

10. What is your favorite song currently? God that’s hard cause I love music so much... maybe Planetary (GO!) or Na Na Na (Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na) by MCR.

11. What is your favorite word? Petrichor

12. What is the last song you listened to? The Cage by Genesis

13. What TV show would you recommend everyone to watch? Forensic Files, it’s fascinating to me

14. What is your favorite movie to watch when you’re feeling down? I haven’t been one to watch movies when down so I don’t really have one

15. Do you play video games? Yep! I’ve been playing them a lot

16. What is your biggest fear? Being abandoned. It’s happened to me so often by friends that it’s just sort of become common place and I’m terrified of it.

17. What is your best quality in your opinion? My optimism!

18. What is your worst quality in your opinion? My inability to talk alshdafsdf I’m such a klutz at speaking

19. Do you like cats or dogs better? Dogs, though I do love cats.

20. What is your favorite season? Spring! Everything is turning green and flowering and it’s so refreshing to feel the rain on your face!

21. Are you in a relationship? Nope, I am tragically single

22. What is something you miss from your childhood? Having my parents read stories to me and my brothers, it was such a fun time in my childhood.

23. Who is your best friend? My friend Elli, a super cool nb person who’s been my friend for around 2 years now.

24. What is your eye color? Hazel

25. What is your hair color? Dark brown, though it’s been bleached and I would love to have green hair again.

26. Who is someone you love? Myself 💕

27. Who is someone you trust? My mom. She’s on my side no matter what, and she’s the first family member I told about my sexual and gender identity.

28. Who is someone you think about often? My ocs

29. Are you currently excited about something? Not really, I’m just kinda drifting atm

30. What is your biggest obsession? The Adventure Zone. It is SO. GOOD. I love the McElroys, and they mean a lot to me.

31. What was your favorite TV show as a child? The 1994 Spider-Man series. That SM has always been my favorite and he always will be.

32. Who of the opposite gender can you tell anything to? What’s a gender?

33. Are you superstitious? Sorta I guess

34. Do you have an unusual phobias? I HATE arteries and tendons. HATE HATE HATE them. They freak me out and I have to cover them up when I start getting freaked out by them. I’ve had this fear since I was a child.

35. Do you prefer to be in front of the camera or behind it? Both baby!

36. What is your favorite hobby? Drawing!!!

37. What is the last book you read? Pieces of Happiness by Anne Ostby

38. What was the last movie you watched? Thor: Ragnorak

39. What musical instruments do you play? Violin, a little guitar, some piano?

40. What is your favorite animal? It’s hard for me to pick, but my favorite since I was a baby is a tiger.

41. What are your top five favorite Tumblr blogs? @viper-fish @berrybloomsims @lunacysims @mellindi @sim-borg

42. What super power do you wish you had? The power to refill stuff.

43. When and where do you feel most at peace? When I’m driving. There’s something about the freedom that just makes me feel so at peace, and I love feeling like I’m not restrained by anything.

44. What makes you smile? My dog. Everything about him just makes my heart swell

45. What sports do you play? I used to be a soccer champ when I was young.

46. What is your favorite drink? Diet Peach Snapple or Dr Pepper

47. When was the last time you wrote a handwritten letter or note to someone? When I was in like, 8th grade

48. Are you afraid of heights? Not really, though I was when I was younger.

49. What is your biggest pet peeve? I’m a very patient person, so probably when people talk to me when I wanna be left alone tbh.

50. Have you ever been to a concert? Yep. Maroon 5 was the last one. I hope to go to more too.

51. Are you vegetarian or vegan? Nah

52. When you were little what did you want to be when you grew up? A wild life veterinarian. I would throw my stuffed tiger down the stairs and “rescue” her.

53. What fictional world would you like to live in? The Adventure Zone: Balance world.

54. What is something you worry about? My dog since he’s getting up their in years, finding a college to go to and what I want to major in college, my bf’s safety, occasionally my parents when I’m paranoid and worried something might happen.

55. Are you scared of the dark? Nah. It’s nice. I’m more paranoid something might be in the dark, but,

56. Do you like to sing? Yes! I’m pretty decent at it, too, so I love it.

57. Have you ever skipped school? Yeah. I got really depressed when I was in high school and I stayed at home, calling in sick. Which I was, but it wasn’t entirely honest.

58. What is your favorite place on the planet? My desk, it has all my stuff on it and it’s cluttered to my liking.

59. Where would you like to live? Germany, or maybe France if I can learn the language. Maybe split the difference and move to Switzerland.

60. Do you have any pets? Just my baby boy TJ whom I adore.

61. Are you an early bird or a night owl? Night owl, though I’ve been making more of an effort to wake up early. I also get more done when I wake up early, cause it feels like I have more time to do things before noon.

62. Do you like sunrise or sunsets better? Sunsets, mostly cause I’m able to see them from my house.

63. Do you know how to drive? Yep!

64. Do you prefer earbuds or headphones? Earbuds. I have headphones, but you can’t really wear them in public cause they get in the way.

65. Have you ever had braces? No, though I did have a chin strap when I was younger cause I had (and still have) an underbite.

66. What is your favorite genre of music? My music goes all over the place, but showtunes are my jam.

67. Who is your hero? 1994 Spider-Man. I specify because he’s really different from other versions, and he’s so smart and such a klutz and I grew up with him. I’ve been playing the new Spider-Man game for PS4 and I almost started crying from how close he is to MY SM, and he just reminds me of my morals.

68. Do you read comic books? Nah

69. What makes you the most angry? Politics atm. Don’t even talk to me about them. I don’t like being angry and any talk about the current political situation is just infuriating. 

70. Do you prefer to read real books or on an electric device? Either, though real books hold a special aesthetic to them.

71. What is your favorite subject in school? English. Like I said, I’m a literary nerd.

72. Do you have any siblings? Two, an older and a younger brother.

73. What was the last thing you bought? Ariana Grande’s song No Tears Left to Cry

74. How tall are you? 5′ 7″, perfectly average

75. Can you cook? Eh, I can do the basic stuff, and if I have a recipe in front of me then sure, but otherwise? Don’t ask.

76. What are three things that you love? My dog, myself, my mom.

77. What are three things that you hate? Politics, White™ people, being expected to know things I was never told about (cough cough @ my boss)

78. Do you have more female friends or more male friends? Honestly, I have more nb friends than either

79. What is your sexual orientation? Pansexual

80. Where do you currently live? The Midwest

81. Who was the last person you texted? My mom

82. When was the last time you cried? Yesterday because I was laughing so goddamn hard

83. Who is your favorite youtuber? Game Grumps and you can fight me on that

84. Do you like to take selfies? Yep! I’m hot and I know it. I’ve hated myself for 5 years, I deserve to be infatuated with myself.

85. What is your favorite app? Monster Girl Creator. It’s so fun.

86. What is your relationship with your parent(s) like? My mom and I are super close, but my dad and I... eh. It’s kinda damaged, though it’s better than it was when I was in high school. He doesn’t understand LGBT stuff or depression so he was just... awful.

87. What is your favorite foreign accent? Probably French, but the funniest to try and do is Russian. I suck at it and it turns into Italian after a while.

88. What is a place that you’ve never been to but want to visit? God I want to travel so bad. I’d love to go to Puerto Rico, France, Germany, Italy, Brazil, Vietnam... so many beautiful places.

89. What is your favorite number? Three

90. Can you juggle? Not for my life

91. Are you religious? I’ve kinda been burned out of religion cause my childhood church was really just... bad. I came out as bi to them when I was a sophomore and it caused a HUGE scene with the church. I was called ‘a slap to the face,’ people left the church, it was just bad. I’m spiritual, but not religious, though my life’s not over yet, so who knows.

92. Do you find outer space or the deep ocean to be more interesting? Space. Space space space. Do you know how badly I want to go to space? I almost became an engineer just so I could go to space.

93. Do you consider yourself to be a daredevil? I’m pretty tame, in all honesty, though I do some stupid shit every now and then.

94. Are you allergic to anything? Bullshit, any and every kind of body soap known to man kind, and pollen.

95. Can you curl your tongue? Yes! I can do the double fold think with your tongue where it looks like a scoop chip, you know what I mean?

96. Can you wiggle your ears? Nah

97. How often do you admit that you were wrong about something? I come from a really stubborn household, though lately I’ve been trying to make more of an effort to be humble and just admit I’m wrong. It’s hard.

98. Do you prefer the forest or the beach? Forest. I’ve only been to the beach twice in my life so it’s not really my scene.

99. What is your favorite piece of advice that anyone has ever given you? Do what makes you happy

100. Are you a good liar? I’ve gotten very good at it. I’m not proud of that fact, but I’ve gotten very very good at it.

101. What is your Hogwarts house? Slyterin. No, I’m not joking.

102. Do you talk to yourself? All the time.

103. Are you an introvert or an extrovert? I’m an introvert, though I think I’m more of an ambivert.

104. Do you keep a journal or a diary? Nah.

105. Do you believe in second chances? Yes, but you really can’t give them out really freely. You have to judge who you want to give them to.

106. If you found a wallet full of money on the ground, what would you do? Check for an ID and try to contact the person it belongs to. But if there’s no ID, probably give it to the nearest business or police station.

107. Do you believe that people are capable of change? With most things. If they really wanted to.

108. Are you ticklish? Ye

109. Have you ever been on a plane? Yeah, but not many times. My first time on a plane was 4 years ago.

110. Do you have any piercings? Just the basic earlobe pierecings, but I really really want more.

111. What fictional character do you wish was real? Shiro from Voltron, aka my husband. 

112. Do you have any tattoos? No but I want so many

113. What is the best decision that you have made so far? Learning to love myself. It took a lot of time, but I’m so happy I did it

114. Do you believe in karma? Not entirely, but I think there’s some truth to it.

115. Do you wear glasses or contacts? I  have bad eyes, so yeah, I wear glasses. I tried contacts, but they got irritating to put in after a while.

116. Do you want children? SO badly. I want a little girl so fucking bad

117. Who is the smartest person you know? My little brother. He wants to be a freaking accountant when he’s older.

118. What is your most embarrassing memory? I went to a museum one time, and they had a cool dinosaur tour or whatever, and I wanted to know what the dinosaur Parasaurolophus was called, but I forgot the name and only remebered like, Ducky from Land Before Time, and Phineas and Ferb had just started airing, so I asked the guy if a platypus was a dinosaur and that haunts me to this day

119. Have you ever pulled an all nighter? Yes. Don’t do it.

120. What color are most of your clothes? Blue cause it’s always looked good on me, but now any color looks good on me cause I know how to own it.

121. Do you like adventures? Yeah man! I love them!

122. Have you ever been on TV? Not that I know of

123. How old are you? 20

124. What is your favorite quote?  “When someone leaves your life, those exits are not made equal. Some are beautiful and poetic and satisfying. Others are abrupt and unfair. But most are just unremarkable, unintentional, clumsy.” -Griffin Mcelroy

125. Do you prefer sweet or savory foods? Sweeeets!

I tag @viper-fish @berrybloomsims and @lunacysims

[optimismrpt]

Do you have any tips on how to not get discouraged when your rp isn't picking up as fast as you'd like it to?

ASK THE RACCOON FOR ADVICE :: // ALWAYS OPEN

I’m going to start off with a little tough love Nonnie, because sometimes it’s nessacary. 

Analyze why you made the rp. Did you make the rp because it was something you had so much muse for you had to bring it to life? Or did you make it because it was something you thought other people would have muse for and you had just enough muse to bring it to life? I feel like a lot of times where we falter is in choosing something that we think will be popular over something we really care about. I know it’s tempting when you get an idea for a rp that you think is going to take off quickly and make you feel like an admin champ, but the key is to always go with something that you would promote for months just to get one writing partner. 

If you know you want this rp to happen but you’re still not getting the desired response here is what I would do. 

Try a new look! Makeovers are great! Sometimes just what you need to inspire yourself is a do-over for the look. A new theme, new mascot, new graphics, new promotion images all help to get you back in the headspace of your rp. Aesthetic revamps are a good way to just press the reset button on your motivation. 

Try new ways of promoting! Get involved with the rpc by asking for shoutouts and opinions! And if you want to keep to the main there are other options besides a promo blog. I try to post a written promotion with a mascot gif on the main once every two hours that I am online. I makes the main look active and keeps us in the tags without being overwhelming. 

Promoting is mostly a waiting game, and you need to be patient despite how agonizing it can be. Usually, if I find that the main is quiet but I still have inspiration for the rp I go and make my character a pintrest or write their bio. Showing people that you have invested your time into a rp is always encouraging. 

And I can tell you this, it is hard to get apps these days! People are very busy and the rpc is made up of working adults! I struggle to get apps for my rps too (granted, this is partially due to my stubborn determination to only run semi appless or bio rps). But if you stick it out it will be worth it. 

[doomfisthero]

Peace Talks - The Father Rewrite

For those who don’t know, a while back me and my dear buddy Matty (@im-your-paladin​) did a few RP sessions set after the main story of Nebula Nine, dealing with Keaton and the problems he has transitioning to life after the fall of Hyperspace. Recently I’ve been thinking about rewriting a couple of them - fleshing them out and adding and moving some ideas around - and he gave me his blessing. Here’s the first, between Keaton and Thuban. Enjoy! 

Thuban didn’t quite know what to expect when his son asked him for a private chat, but he was ready to help with whatever the issue at hand was. He was currently seated in his room, awaiting Keaton’s arrival with all of his sixty-seven years of patience. 

Keaton wandered in, carrying his tablet computer under his arm. “Hi, Papa,” he murmured. “Thanks for agreeing to talk to me. I’ve got kind of a lot on my mind.” His expression was calm, but his eyes refused to meet his father’s. 

Thuban nodded, used to Keaton’s behavior patterns. “Take a seat and we’ll talk. And unless you wish it, not a word of this will leave this room.” He patted the rich violet comforter on his bed, motioning for Keaton to seat himself. 

Keaton fell onto the comforter next to Thuban. He set his tablet onto his lap and stared at the black mirror that was its screen. “How…how long did it take for you to make it big as an actor?” He asked. “I mean, when did you star in that romantic comedy? That…the one you told me about?”

Thuban’s whiskers twitched thoughtfully. “Oh, Fool Me Thrice? That was about three years after I began walking the boards, I believe.” He smiled, thinking back to those old days. “It was a wonderful feeling, that all my efforts had finally borne such fruit.”

Keaton turned his head toward the dragon. “What about…before then? Was it mostly practice, like what we’re doing here? Did you end up getting any bit roles in the mean time?”

“Well, yes, I put in a good deal of work to earn that opportunity,” the dragon admitted. “And I wouldn’t say they were entirely bit roles, but I did perform some smaller parts before I could act in a greater capacity.”

“…Did you ever get tired of waiting for that big lead role?” Keaton asked quietly. “I…you must have wondered if it was worth it sometimes.”

Thuban gave his son a concerned glance, though he had his suspicions. Likely his student was growing discouraged by his seeming lack of progress and needed solace. He’d been expecting this to happen at some point.

He reached out and gently cupped his son’s hand in his own. “I did wonder, Keaton. There were days when it all felt insurmountable, when the weight of my dreams was a burden. I promise you, there’s nothing unusual about those doubts.” Thuban met Keaton’s sapphire blue eyes with his own wine-red gaze, trying to convey all the love of a proud father and teacher.

“I know that perhaps it doesn’t seem as though you’re progressing quickly, but I assure you I couldn’t be prouder of how much you’ve grown, my dear cub. It’s been an honor to watch you learn, and there isn’t a doubt in my mind that you’ll become a superb actor in time.” He smiled warmly and laid a soft hand on Keaton’s shoulder. “And I look forward to the day when all of us Rangers will come together to witness your grand performances.”

Keaton’s lips curled up into a shadow of a smile, but the sudden glistening in his eyes made it seem much sadder. He took a deep breath and blinked the shimmer away. “Thanks, Papa,” he said. His air of cheer faded. “But what if…what if just being good enough isn’t good enough?”

Thuban looked oddly at his son. “Keaton? What do you mean?” He asked, confused and worried.

Keaton took another deep breath. “I knew when I asked you to teach me that I wasn’t being promised success. And I know that there are countless actors out there, good actors, who put in the time and don’t get anything out of it. I don’t-” Keaton’s voice caught, and he cleared his throat. “I don’t want to be one of them. I want my time to mean something, to pay off in the end. What’s the point of it otherwise?”

Thuban let out a soft gasp and reached out to pull the boy close. “Keaton…my darling boy, that’s okay. You haven’t even attended a single audition yet. There’s so much to teach you before then,” he murmured, cupping Keaton’s head to his chest. He was glad, in that moment, that he’d worn his Draco hoodie to this meeting; Keaton could rest comfortably upon the soft fabric. “You still have so much time, Keaton. I promise I would never abandon you while you were still finding your way.”

Keaton didn’t reply, but Thuban could hear his breathing quicken. He seemed almost in combat with himself, the sound of his breath vacillating between tight and watery and loose and calm as he fought for control against an inner turmoil that Thuban had failed to see.

All the while, the dragon’s embrace never loosened.

Eventually, Keaton’s breath grew soft against his father’s shirt as he regained some balance. “I…I’ve been having nightmares, Papa. About everyone,” he murmured, not looking up.

Thuban moved from the bed and knelt before Keaton on bended knee, never moving his hands from the boy’s shoulders. “Oh, Keaton. I had no idea,” he said quietly. His eyes were remorseful – he’d grown well-acquainted with nightmares over the years. “Would you care to tell me about them? I promise I’ll do everything I can to help.”

Keaton gave a small nod. Thinking of his nightmares made his breath tighten again, but he forced it back to normal. “I’m…working,” he began. “It always starts with me working. Usually I’m in a restaurant waiting tables or something, but sometimes I’m somewhere else. It’s always a service job, something to pay rent while I’m trying to become an actor.

“Then the other Rangers start coming in where I’m working,” he continued. “A bunch of them, usually. And…” Keaton stopped to let out a quiet sob. “And they’re always so successful. Champ’s a famous cop, Solomon and Raz are rock stars, Shaula’s got her r-royal entourage. And I’m just…just waiting tables.”

He convulsed for a moment in Thuban’s grasp, and furiously shook away his tears.

“Then when they recognize me, they ask me to spend some time with them. Or I ask them the same. But…I’m always too busy working to pay rent, or they always have somewhere to be. It just never works out.”

“Keaton…” Thuban murmured, his stunned eyes open wide.

“And then it…it keeps going,” Keaton said. “Suddenly, I’m years older, but nothing’s changed. I’m still…still working and waiting for something to change, but everything’s the same. And everyone else…they all moved on long ago. They didn’t – they didn’t need me anymore.” He clenched his teeth, and despondent tears slipped down his face. “And I…I couldn’t live with myself if I let that dream come true.”

Immediately, Thuban pulled him into a hug much firmer than his usual embraces. “My dear boy…I had no idea,” the dragon said, clutching his son tight. “I’m so sorry that I didn’t notice, Keaton. I had no idea that you missed everyone so much.” Thuban stroked his son’s back with a gentle touch. “And that dream will never come true, Keaton. I swear it. Tell me, what would make you feel better? Seeing everybody again?”

“I…” Keaton stopped. It would be nice, seeing everyone again. But it wouldn’t change what lay at the heart of the issue.

They had their lives. Keaton had his. He couldn’t live constantly calling everyone to his side whenever he was in pain. Even if that was all that he knew.

“I can’t…do that,” he whimpered into Thuban’s shoulder, despite his efforts to throttle back his tears. “They’re…finally living, now that Hyperspace is gone. They deserve to live. They’re going to be amazing. I can’t just take that away whenever. I have to be like them, or else…”

He shook and sobbed into Thuban’s embrace. "I’m scared, Papa. I’m so scared that I’m going to lose everyone. They all think I’m going to be amazing too, and I have to be what they think I can be, or else…they’re going to leave me behind!” Keaton cried against his father, finally letting his pain out. In the midst of it, he couldn’t see where he was going. He could only hold on, and he did. 

“Keaton…Son…” Thuban felt tears leak from his own eyes, holding his shaking child tight to his chest. “My little bear…” Regret welled in him, and his hands clenched involuntarily around Keaton’s shoulders. “You wouldn’t be taking that away. They adore you, just as I do. And you’re not the only one who needs support, Keaton. Do you recall that night, the one when you all congregated to help me get over my recurring nightmare? We all have our weaknesses, our injuries, our scars, and it is our duty to unite and help one another heal.”

He began to cry too. “My shining star, none of us would ever leave you behind. I’m so sorry we’ve made you-I’ve made you think that…” 

Keaton hiccuped and held onto his father as the dragon’s words stroked his mind. That was right…that was a wonderful night, the night Raptor dragged Thuban out of the shower so they could all be with him. All they had was words, but Keaton had grown up knowing the power of words, and now Thuban’s cradled him gently. They wouldn’t leave him, they adored him, they needed help just like he did. 

Eventually, Keaton felt like he could speak again. “I’m not – not saying you’d want to leave me,” Keaton said, voice still wet. “But…that’s life. We’re all going our own way, trying to find out where we belong. We can’t…we can’t be together forever. Not anymore.”

He shook against Thuban, who cradled the back of Keaton’s head in hand and looked down at him, surprise evident through the tears in his eyes.

“Is that truly what you want, Keaton?” Thuban asked. “For everything to be as it was? To be together with everyone again?”

Keaton looked down to hide his shame. “I-I know I shouldn’t. We were only together because of Hyperspace. Now that they’re gone, you guys can finally just live.” He sniffled. “Goggit, I don’t know how to do that. Just live. Just be normal. I’ve never been normal, and I-I didn’t have a life worth living until I met you all.”

Fresh tears dripped from his eyes into Thuban’s lap. “You all taught me so much,” he cried. “I don’t know what to do without you guys.”

“I know just what that’s like, Keaton,” Thuban said softly. “To have nothing to return to at the end of everything, and nothing to save you from feeling lost and frightened.” The dragon spared a moment’s thought for the loss of his people – just enough to sympathize with his son’s plight. “I know it’s difficult, and I’m sorry that you’ve had so little time to experience normal life before now. Perhaps this would have been much kinder to you then.”

He kissed the top of his son’s head, patting his back. “As I said, we all have injuries deep within us…You don’t have to act okay until you truly feel it.” He smiled, the expression’s warmth undiminished by the track of tears that soiled his fur. “And know this, my son – we will always stand with you, in body or in spirit, as you have stood with us.”

Keaton looked up at his father’s loving countenance, giving a wispy smile in return. “Thanks, Papa. But…I’m not sure the bonds of spirit are enough for me anymore. I…” He debated internally for a moment before continuing. “I’ve been looking at something for a little while, trying to make a choice about what to do. Can I…?” He wriggled slightly against Thuban, holding up the tablet in his lap as best he could.

Quickly, Thuban understood and broke his hold on the boy. “Oh, of course,” he said, shifting back onto the bed next to Keaton. He looked down at the black mirror of the tablet screen, keeping one arm loosely around his son’s body.

Keaton woke the tablet from slumber, dwelling for a moment on the lockscreen photo of him and his new family before unlocking the device with a few deft motions on the touchscreen.

The browser was already open, holding a number of tabbed pages. The current page displayed the proud logo of Mazura System University, as well as scrolling pictures of people of many species studying and smiling and having fun. Keaton was pretty sure that Liz, Feli, or Champ would show up if they waited. 

“You know about Mazura System University, right? I’ve thought about applying for a while, sort of a…backup plan in case I need to sustain myself without acting,” Keaton said. He tabbed over to a few of the other pages, bringing up information on various majors, clubs, and University culture. “I was really considering it, too, but…now I’m not so sure it’s the right choice.”

The dragon’s red eyes widened. “Keaton, that’s… that’s a capital idea,” he said quietly. “And Felipe, Champ, and Lizbeth would be there to support you and connect with you. Why ever would you reconsider?” His brows were furrowed in confusion. 

Keaton tabbed over to a page marked “Drama” that promised instruction in acting, singing, and stage crew. “I saw this. It…made me realize what I’d be giving up with you. A good life, being trained by someone who really knows and cares about me. I was…gonna abandon all of that.” He sighed. “Besides, I…I can’t help but feel like I need to get used to being on my own now. Everyone else has their life, and they’re figuring things out fine by themselves. They can’t always be around to help me. Sometimes I need to help myself.”

Thuban’s eyebrows knit into a look of contemplation as he thought for a moment. He looked up at Keaton and gently pulled his arm back to rest it on the boy’s shoulder. “Keaton, after everything you’ve told me, I think you would be best helping yourself by remaining closer to your loved ones. I do understand your intentions, but I think further isolating yourself would only continue this cycle of harm. Does that make sense?”

Keaton nodded.

“Excellent,” Thuban smiled. “I’d gladly support you if you’d like to go to college - perhaps I could dock the Asclepius on the University’s planet and make guest appearances for the drama courses you take. I am a former star, after all, I imagine they’d love having me as a guest speaker!” He laughed a little bit, but sobered up quickly after. “Regardless, you’re already making a good step by talking to me.” One of his clawed fingers wiped away the remnants of Keaton’s tears. “I think you should discuss this with your siblings, and with the others as well should you wish it.” 

Keaton was silent for a moment. “Yeah…I definitely need to talk to Felipe and Champ. I haven’t…treated them very well as of late.” 

“They video called me soon after that altercation,” Thuban remembered. “Both were very worried about you after your outburst, and they wanted to know if you were injured, ill, or otherwise harmed.”

“Did they seem mad?”

“Not at all,” Thuban replied. “Merely concerned for your well-being.” He sighed. “I absolutely urge that you speak to them - and Raptor, too.” 

Keaton blinked. “Raptor?” He asked. “I mean, nothing against her, but she hasn’t…I mean, I haven’t drawn her into this yet, like with you and my bros.”

“She’s still just as much my daughter and your sister as you are my son and her brother.” The dragon chuckled. “On top of that, she is the leader of the original Nebula Nine, back when we numbered nine. If there’s anyone who can offer you some pertinent advice about teamwork, it’s her.” 

“…Alright. I’ll send her a message sometime,” he decided. “And Felipe and Champ would…probably be free soon,” he added, calling on his memory of their schedules. “I guess I have a lot to talk about with them.” 

“Indubitably,” said Thuban. He sighed softly. “Keaton, I’m glad you came to me to talk about this. If only I had known sooner how deeply you were hurting, my sweet boy… But enough about that. I love you, son. I’m grateful that you are in my life, and I will always support you and your decisions, no matter what.” 

The corners of Keaton’s lips turned upward as one last, gentle sob bubbled up from his chest. This, he knew, was what mattered most. Not the origins of his birth, not the moments even now when he was at his worst. This feeling of love, of being wanted, was the life that he had chosen. It still wasn’t always easy, and he still felt, many days, that he wouldn’t make it through. The poison in him was thinner now, but perhaps one day, it would be gone - even if it took sharing it with everyone to truly dilute it. That was the most he could hope for, for now. 

Keaton took a breath, an easier breath than before. “Thank you, Papa. I love you, too. I’m…I still have a lot to think about, but…I’m happy I talked to you. I think I’d be lost without you. Without any of you.” 

“As would I.” Thuban took his own deep, calming breath. “Would you like to stay with me, perhaps have some tea? Or would you rather take your leave of me and do something else?” His words were, per the norm, nonjudgmental. 

Keaton thought for a moment. “Tea sounds good right now. After that, I’ll get in touch with Felipe, Champ, and Raptor and… give MSU a calmer look,” he said. “And while I have you, Papa, I’ve, uh…” His eyes slid back down toward the tablet on his lap, a bit embarrassed. “A while ago, I was thinking about how Razia’s Shadow brought you a lot of fame, and I sort of set out writing a play of my own. It’s…mostly a jumble of potential concepts written at my lowest point, but maybe there’s something there. Would you mind maybe helping me go through everything, while we’re having tea?” 

Thuban raised an eyebrow. “Oh?” he asked. “But of course, my boy! Let’s see what you have for me to look at!” His own heart’s turmoil quelled, seeing his son in higher spirits, and he rose from the bed to begin making tea, wondering what Keaton had created. 

They enjoyed their tea, and Keaton showed Thuban the fragments that he had pieced together; stories of villains protecting heroes in need, of a grand odyssey through a midnight abyss, of lonesome spirits and angels of glass, and others. All incomplete, but many full of promise.

And now that he’d shared his burden, Keaton found that things didn’t seem so dire anymore. He could take small steps instead of needing to sprint toward his future. He could enjoy the company of his family without fear that he was doing the wrong thing.

He could watch everyone else in peace instead of fearing they’d slip away if he let go.

For the first time in quite a while, Keaton didn’t worry about tomorrow being better.