#kenopsia declares

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fame and fools au but Anim just sorta has to explain to his contestants to not open any random doorways they find in the future (you know why)

HAHAHA?

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its not poison! Its based off the mysterious ??? Type that was in....the older 8-bit gens i think

im so sorry for what that anon said </3. have a ???-type arceus

oooh looks like poison??

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Kenopsia: Revolve and Return

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Chapter Warnings: Nod to previous violence, mention of past character death

Word Count: 1,335

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The sound of Hina's slap seemed to echo as (Y/N)’s mouth dropped open in a mix of shock and amusement. Hina was brave, (Y/N) knew that, but they never saw this coming. She must not have known who Manjirou Sano was, and (Y/N) somehow found the situation more amusing that way.

    As soon as Hina's hand returned to her side, she turned on her heel, grabbing Takemicchi's wrist. (Y/N) had to bite the inside of their lip to keep from laughing. "Takemicchi, let's go! You mustn't do what these people want. I will protect you." (Y/N) almost burst out in mock-offense at Hina, who didn't realize she was there, but Hina's wholesome declaration stopped her.

    While (Y/N) sat lost in their thoughts, Ken stepped forward and grabbed Hina's wrist, casually putting forward a death threat. Luckily, that managed to snap (Y/N) back into reality. "You just gonna slap someone and say "see ya later"? Don't make me laugh." He rolled his eyes, and Anya pried his hand away from Hina's wrist, noticing a lack of bruising force. He may be pissed, but this was definitely about intimidation rather than harm.

    "What part of this is a joke?" Hina shot back, barely sparing Draken a glance over her shoulder. "Coming into their school and forcing someone to go with you isn't something a friend would do."

    'They do to me,' (Y/N) wanted to add but continued to observe. Mikey was likely in shock, and to (Y/N), it seemed as though she was the only one who could keep the peace.

    "Lately, Takemicchi has been covered in wounds. If that was because of you guys, then I won't forgive you." Hina finally gave Ken her full attention, her gaze solid.

    Ken then pushed (Y/N) behind him, accurately sensing oncoming violence. Takemicchi quickly defends Hina, the same fire in his eyes from before when she and the boys saved the day.

    Mikey cut through some of the tension with a wistful smile and sigh. "Ahh, and here I thought you could be my friend. Too bad." (Y/N)’s teeth sunk into the inside of their lip in anticipation. "Well then. How *do you want to die?" Mikey asked, turning towards Takemicchi with a vacant look on his face. It was tense, even as Mikey started laughing. "You're making a face like you won't be able to stand on your own again."

    Takemicchi continued to hold his own, despite how heavily he was shaking. "Just promise me one thing. Promise that you won't lay a hand on Hina!"

    While (Y/N) adored the scared boy's words, Mikey didn't seem phased as he drew his fist back. "Hah? I don't give a damn about her!" Takemicchi then tensed himself up, getting prepared for Mikey's killer punch, only for him to not feel anything. (Y/N) held back their laughter as Mikey got close to the boy's face. "Just kidding!"

    "Huh?"

    "Takemicchi, you dummy. There's no way I'd lay a hand on a girl." Mikey smiled, turning away from him. Despite being used to situations like this, (Y/N) found herself in a similar state as Takemicchi.

    (Y/N) once again found herself leaning against Ken as he threw his arm around Takemicchi. "Takemicchi, you were trying to threaten me?" The boy quickly apologized. "It's okay. You 'won't give her up.' Nowadays, there aren't any men that'll say that about women, are there?" He asks, looking down and letting his eyes meet (Y/N)’s. "It's the Showa Era, after all."

    Ken moved forward with (Y/N) by his side as they caught up to Mikey. (Y/N) looked over their shoulder to see Hina and Takemicchi standing side by side with matching, shocked faces.

    "Were you surprised?" (Y/N) asked with a smile, acting as though they had been entirely sure that everyone would make it out unharmed moments ago.

 "I am so sorry!!" Hina apologetically shouted, bowing deeply. "I must have misunderstood something!" 

    "It's okay, don't worry about it." Mikey shrugged, looking from Hina to (Y/N), laughing uncontrollably at Hina's panic into Ken's arm. "It was an amazing slap." He commended. Hina just apologized again. "It's fine to do your best for the man you like, but don't get too carried away. Things would have been bad if you'd hit someone that'd fight back, you know?"

    "You good, (Y/N)?" Ken asked, tearing (Y/N)’s focus towards him.

    "Yeah." They laughed. "It got scary for a minute, but I'm good." (Y/N) linked their pinky with Draken's, squeezing it with theirs.

    The way that Ken had looked at her when talking about taking care of Hina had made (Y/N)’s stomach fill with butterflies. It made her feel special and cared for, separating it from how she felt with her mother or how she felt with the rest of Touman. The love that (Y/N) felt from Ken was enough to make them shut down, and (Y/N) could only hope that he felt the same way when they looked at him.

                        * * *

    (Y/N) suppressed a yawn into Ken's back as she and the boys rode their bikes along a waterway. It was so peaceful, and (Y/N) worried that they would fall asleep. If they did and fell off Ken's bike in the process, they would never let her live it down.

    "Um, why were you so pleased with me before?" Takemicchi asked, breaking the silence.

    "That's a stupid question," Mikey answered. "I have a ten years older brother. Well, he's dead now, though. He was a reckless guy." (Y/N) could hear the smile in Mikey's voice as he spoke about Shinichirou. (Y/N) found herself smiling with him. "He'd always calmly challenge guys way stronger than him to fights."

    "He sounds like a cool person." Takemicchi compliments.

    "Takemicchi, you are like him."

    The two kept talking, and (Y/N)’s mind began to wander as they stared out at the scenery. Shinichirou Sano was like a big brother to all of Mikey's friends that were lucky enough to know him when he was alive. Shinichirou was the closest thing (Y/N) had to a stable male figure in their life until he died. Shinichirou taught (Y/N) how to patch people up - how to fight in case they needed to. He also cared for them - watching (Y/N) when her mother couldn't, holding her when she cried. Shinichirou Sano was their hero.

    They came to a stop, and Ken waited for (Y/N) to get off the bike first, holding out a hand for them to keep herself from falling. The two of them moved towards Mikey. "This is an era when delinquents are 'lame,' isn't it? In my brother's generation, there were a lot of street gangs in this area. There, you'd listen to your intuition and act on it. Everyone acted big. And all they did was fight. But everyone took care of themselves." Mikey sighed. "What was so lame about those guys? That's why I'm going to create an era for delinquents. You should accompany me on that journey." (Y/N) smiled at the determination in Mikey's voice. He wanted to be like his brother so badly, and (Y/N) saw so much of Shin in him. It made her hopeful that what he was doing would work out for the best. (Y/N) worried about them.

    "I was pleased by you, Hanagaki Takemicchi."

    "We have plenty of guys," Ken cut in, "that are good at fighting. But there aren't many guys like you who would stand against anyone. If it were for something you couldn't 'give up.'"

    (Y/N) smiled at Takemicchi and waved goodbye as they turned away. "Think about it."

    The group split from Takemicchi, going the opposite way. The quiet between them was comfortable, though it wasn't long before (Y/N) let out a yawn.

    "It's not even late yet!" Mikey laughed, ruffling their hair. "Come on!"

    "I'm sorry." They laughed. "I should probably get home, though. My mom's probably expecting me." 

    "I'll take you home." Ken told her. "You comin' with, Mikey?"

    Mikey was quiet before he gave the two a soft, knowing smile. "Nah, you two go ahead."

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Taglist (Open): @rizakari @mikk-o @q-the-rockaholic @gabbycaba1001

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Kenopsia: The eerie, forlorn atmosphere of a place that is usually bustling with people but is now abandoned and quiet.

Acrocorinth was a tourist site, but since the storm and the earthquakes, much of the ruins had been declared unsafe for the public. Rowan had asked him here, asked him in the hopes that it would stir some sort of oracular insight, but whatever plans the Gods held, they remained silent. The witch did not have it in him to refuse her, to tell her they were all but abandoned here, instead, he agreed, and together they wandered through the crumbling and eerily quiet scene that permeated the once lively tourist destination. 

“I’m sorry,” Atlas offered, “I know you were hoping for more.” The witch said lightly, he did not know what to say, he knew she was among the people that had been taken below the hotel, knew that it had changed her somehow. The phoenix remained one of the most inspiring people he had ever met, a friend, and despite his reservations about coming here, there was nothing he would not have done for her. 

The quiet road was still, dust had settled and as the cool winds of Autumn blew off of the Aegean, he wondered if life could possibly return to this place come the Spring. The season of endings was nearly upon them, and not for the first time, Atlas was afraid, the storm had taken so much. 

“But there’s nothing here.”

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Appellation | Ateez | COMING SOON

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       Appellation /ˌapəˈleɪʃ(ə)n/ noun 

       FORMAL 

       noun: appellation; plural noun: appellations 

       a name or title

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a series of one-shots created around a singular word and its meaning.

appellation masterlist | main masterlist

Ambedo ——— Kang Yeosang

n. a kind of melancholic trance in which you become completely absorbed in vivid sensory details—raindrops skittering down a window, tall trees leaning in the wind, clouds of cream swirling in your coffee—briefly soaking in the experience of being alive, an act that is done purely for its own sake.

☞ Made an orphan after the birth of your youngest sibling you had no choice but to grow up at a young age. Your birth father having been killed at sea while in the Royal Navy and your mother failing to complete her will during her pregnancy sickness had landed you in the arms of a greedy tyrant of the underground who snatched you and your siblings to take away all you had to your name. Unfortunately for you, when you put up a fight, as it was your duty as the eldest, you were requited with pain, fear-mongering and death threats leaving you with no choice but to follow your ‘new fathers’ rule. You were taught the tricks and tips of being a shadow, a thief in the night and while you could never actually kill someone you definitely knew how to make it look like an accident. You thought all your life would be drowned in the mixed greys of misery you never stopped to find the rainbow and Gods it was a sight when you finally found it.

Anecdoche ——— Park Seonghwa

n. a conversation in which everyone is talking, but nobody is listening, simply overlaying disconnected words like a game of Scrabble, with each player borrowing bits of other anecdotes as a way to increase their own score, until we all run out of things to say.

☞︎ When you were younger, and your mother was still alive, your biggest joy in life was chess. As 'nerdy' as a chess hobby was, it was the one thing that was solely yours and your mother's. She would take you to play in both friendly and professional tournaments despite your aristocratic station and the backlash you received. After she died you only played against one person, the one person where the outcome of a match always ended in draws — Park Seonghwa. He was mysterious and arrogantly playful and while he irked you down to your core he was undoubtedly your only friend in the hell that was your current life.

Chrysalism ——— Choi Jongho

n. the amniotic tranquillity of being indoors during a thunderstorm, listening to waves of rain pattering against the roof like an argument upstairs, whose muffled words are unintelligible but whose crackling release of built-up tension you understand perfectly.

☞ Under the weight of a thunderstorm, with a headache threatening to drill into your head, Jongho provides you with a distraction from your work that leads the two of you to reminisce about the significant [ and not so significant ] memories you shared since the day you met — coincidently under a thunderstorm too.

Heartworm ——— Choi San

n. a relationship or friendship that you can’t get out of your head, which you thought had faded long ago but is still somehow alive and unfinished, like an abandoned campsite whose smouldering embers still have the power to start a forest fire.

☞ When you were younger, you knew you were one-hundred per cent in love with your best friend, Choi San. However, because he was also, in fact, your brother’s best friend, and you were a sixteen-year-old rebel adamant to never admit your feelings, you had to watch as he got his first girlfriend during a party Seonghwa had thrown for you. Now, years later and in the middle of college, you find yourself in a familiar setting: a party was thrown for you by your brother and Choi San looking as breathtaking as he always does.

600 special prompt for my lovely soul partner @san--shine

42: “Exactly how drunk was I?”

49: “Good morning, sunshine.”

Kenopsia ——— Jeong Yunho

n. the eerie, forlorn atmosphere of a place that’s usually bustling with people but is now abandoned and quiet —a school hallway in the evening, an unlit office on a weekend, vacant fairgrounds—an emotional afterimage that makes it seem not just empty but hyper-empty, with a total population in the negative, who are so conspicuously absent they glow like neon signs.

☞ Being ripped from your house, family and education because an evil bigot wanted a war was not something you had planned for. Being targeted by said evil blood purist because of your standing as a muggle-born was petrifying enough but when wizarding towns get attacked as well as muggle towns there's not much you can do to stop the terror growing in your heart. Visiting Yunho's family on a whim to find out there was nothing left is the last push for the two of you to finally express your feelings with one another.

Petrichor ——— Song Mingi

n. a pleasant smell that frequently accompanies the first rain after a long period of warm, dry weather.

☞ Before the rain started you and your mother had joked about not remembering what the rain smelt like anymore, since you were in the longest drought there had been for a couple of years. As the rain kept coming and electronics stopped working more and more it's become harder for a teenager to live her life [and considerably more boring too ] so you acted on the throwaway idea by your boyfriend to ditch study and run away for a date. Now that the rain doesn't stop you almost wonder if you were the one to jinx the world.

Ringlorn ——— Kim Hongjoong

adj. the wish that the modern world felt as epic as the one depicted in old stories and folktales—a place of tragedy and transcendence, of oaths and omens and fates, where everyday life felt like a quest for glory, a mythic bond with an ancient past, or a battle for survival against a clear enemy, rather than an open-ended parlor game where all the rules are made up and the points don’t matter.

☞︎ Sometimes when some people get bored they decided to change a conversation subject, try out a new hobby or simply switch song selections... Not you though. No, when you get bored you decide to raid your witch friend's hellish books and purposely summon the king of demons to satiate your curiosities. The kicker? You two actually get along a whole lot more than expected and soon random summons for stupid conversations become chaotic village pranks become a tangle of limbs and the possible restart of your undead heart.

Xeno ——— Jung Wooyoung

n. the smallest measurable unit of human connection, typically exchanged between passing strangers—a flirtatious glance, a sympathetic nod, a shared laugh about some odd coincidence—moments that are fleeting and random but still contain powerful emotional nutrients that can alleviate the symptoms of feeling alone.

☞ You had known him your entire life. You grew up together, sheltered from the world by palace walls. When Wooyoung was named a knight and left in charge of you, you couldn’t have been happier for you got to spend almost every day with your best friend. When you realised you loved him shortly after your eighteenth birthday - where you had done something so embarrassing as kissing him out of the blue - you decided you didn’t want to love another. And so, when the war declared upon your kingdom forces your father to utilise every last knight he has Wooyoung has to leave, and you figure he took your heart with him.

long overdue 300 special prompts for the lovely @acampos9

1. “When will I see you again?”

2. “You are the first thing on my mind, the last thought before sleep and, my truest love.”

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the lil emojis (minus the star) fall down the screen :]

OH YEA forgot to mention but i changed my tumblr's theme :]

I am on mobile so I can't see it 😔😭

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maybe it’s because we’ve only seen couple minutes of lucas’s life, but they strike me as a very lonely and isolated individual. It’s supposed to be the day before their birthday (I think), but it looked like the only person they have for company is their sentient tv. What do you think?

well I wouldnt say Sentient its just a very weird TV. But yea this seems rlly good!

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Happy bday!! I know we don't talk much but I just wanted to wish you a happy bday and hope you're doing alright :]

ARGHHTHATS MY BAD SORRY.thanks though!

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whos your favorite in objects fate

HAMMER HAMMER HAMMER

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Two things:

-What's all this clock stuff about

-Are you aware of the survivors list

clock stuff is abt itft

yea i am lolI think

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Asking this entirely with admiration: how the hell did you get the gmod blog name? Did you make a tumblr when you were like. 8???

ive had usernames before this. i just happened to get this one when i was changing users lol

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i only know a little abt ur oc guys !!! tell me whatever u want 2 like fun facts or lore or whatever :3

i dont talk about "ethan" as much as i do anymore sooo.......

i prob said this already but his scarf(s) are sentient! they r more akin to snakes in nature but look like weird scrafs to camo

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ummm sorrry. your getting more spongom

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Who did you kill for that url

nobody actually. it was just up for grabs till now LOL

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do you do art trades with mutuals?

</3 i dony think ill do well w/ those

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nice url u shoukld develop a superiority complex im serious

^ meeee :3