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ladyseidr · 2 months ago
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@trapton asked: ❝ i haven't been a good friend to a lot of people, but i have been a very good friend to you. - Henry (boy u don't have any friends) ❞ ( sentence meme )
It worked like a charm, really. After all, Henry wasn't the people person of the two of them, didn't do well with people beyond the standard business owner pleasantries. Not often, at least. He could count friendships on one hand, and there was no denying his closest was Will. Forefinger, listed first with the others an afterthought. Will knew Henry's. . . idiosyncrasies. And he'd never seemed to mind them in all the years they had known one another. Henry returned the favor, not looking too close at anything that could be waved away as, "Well, he's no stranger than I am." ( Even decades later, childhood judgment made him easy to coax. )
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Maybe that was why he replied, "I know. I know that, Will. But, Christ, sometimes it's like you don't care about the trouble you cause." The two of them arguing over nothing, or Will in Henry's bed when headlights gleamed through the curtains, or just how much he seemed to enjoy toying with Henry. "Being a good friend doesn't fix our expenses. Or anything else." Now, sitting passenger seat in Will's gaudy car, he felt a little trapped in this conversation. ( Just how Will liked it, he'd bet. ) "Focus on the road and just let me be pissed off. Do it as my friend."
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cats-and-confusion · 1 year ago
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I used to have a fantasy as a tween that since I was so good at manipulating people into getting what I want, I'd start manipulating my friends into being healthy and happy
Instead I manipulated myself into feeling so bad about manipulating people that I developed an anxiety disorder around people so that no one would be at risk of being manipulated by me for any reason
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lcngliive · 1 year ago
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eros & kore ( @tragcdysewn )
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"manipulated any jedi lately?" he grinned, draping himself over kore's sofa without even asking - he never did anyway. "or is it still that same one? what was their name? maya? raya? something like that."
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coreofgold · 1 year ago
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Was that [JI LI]? Oh no no, that was just [SHI MEI/SHI MINGJING], a [CANON CHARACTER] from [ERHA/THE HUSKY AND HIS WHITE CAT SHIZUN]. They are [TWENTY-FOUR ] years old, use [HE/HIM], and [ARE NOT] aware that they are not actually from Washington DC. Too bad they can’t stray from this city for long
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How long has your character been here Shi Mei thinks he's lived here since he was 8 but he's only been in D.C for a few weeks in actuality.
What is your character’s job He works as a blind travel doctor (like David Hartman), but instead of traveling to places worldwide, his focus is primarily on hospitals and clinics in D.C. that are understaffed and can't afford new doctors.
Where has your character been pulled from in their fandom Points to the end of the current timeline when he freed Chu Wanning, is blind and left as a traveling cultivator that heals all those who need it to atone; That traumatic and sad ending. He's taken from that, so even without his memories, he feels lost, unaccepted in all places and times, wondering why he is the way he is.
Has any magic affected your character It got rid of his memories and replaced it with a whole new life. He was adopted by an American family after being orphaned by his crazy father, killing and eating his mother. The adopted family fell through because they mistreated him, so he ran away and spent his life on the streets (open to found family plots). He already had a weak constitution, so he was weaker in terms of fighting, so he focused on healing and worked his butt off to get into med school and to get his job as a traveling doctor (though it's mostly interning now and working closely with a more experienced one just due to his age). Also, because he lived on the streets, he was used to manipulating others to survive and pave a place in a world that oppressed him (though in this place, instead of him following Hua Binan, Hua Binan is like the voice in the back of his head telling him what to do; Like an evil conscious that wants to survive. Though it's nothing like what happened in the novels; Just lying and playing up his innocence to get money and learn things to bring others down). He regretted everything once he got older, and while trying to atone, an accident occurred (he doesn't remember, but he knows his eyesight/eyes are gone from it a la Xiao Xingchen-like). That didn't stop him from wanting to atone, live a better life, and work as a travel doctor. Because he doesn't remember anything, he is depressed, he's lost, he doesn't know why, but he feels like he has regrets and pain that started centuries ago from a life he doesn't remember.
And any other information you might find useful for us and the other members to know!! Wiki Here Birthday: November 2 Siblings: Mu Yanli (half-sister) Zodiac: Scorpio Species: Half demon/half human Eye Color: Has no eyes/has a white bandage around where his eyes should be Hair Color: Black Scars: Missing eyes, various ones strewn about his body both from his life in ancient China and from being homeless in D.C. (because he did end up getting hurt here as well) Personality: kind-hearted, polite, wanting to reason with people instead of fighting, sweet temper and doesn't hold grudges, mediator, diplomacy and submissive, has a hidden bloodthirsty essence, manipulative, morally dubious Romantic Orientation: homosexual Sexual Orientation: homosexual
I am open to plots so please don’t hesitate to message me for plots and to know about his past !
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infcinity · 2 years ago
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post continued from here bc the new editor sucks :))) @mischiefxmuses
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sarra smiled. "I'm glad you're alright, truly," a small laugh left her lips at the others comment - he was right, she wasn't usually as brash, but she'd been worried enough to forgo her usual calm and collected demeanour. "you didn't hurt me, so you have nothing to worry about in that respect, silco - I'm perfectly fine," maybe a little emotionally shaken, but she was fine physically and didn't want him to worry about her too much. "thank you," she smiled, taking the mug, moving her position to face him at a better angle. "I've heard that it's supposed to be lovely, one of the interns took his boyfriend there a few weeks ago - said it was very nice," she smiled. "it does sound wonderful, and different is good, which means it's not something that you're used to," she nodded. "I think I would hate it if it were like that," she did enjoy this city, it had its moments where chaos was thrown at them, but other than those little moments of carnage, it was a peaceful place to live - with no one controlling who she was anymore. sarra placed the mug back in front of her, taking his hands in her own. "sometimes we all must do things to survive," she paused - she'd become complacent to her husband's horrible treatment of their children, too afraid to speak out against him - too conditioned to be the perfect little housewife while failing at her duty as a mother. "you're not that person, that anger doesn't define who you are - your actions here in this city do," she smiled. "we both might have been different people at home, but now here, in this city - we're both better versions of ourselves and that's for the better,"
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forgottenelegies · 24 days ago
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SPOTIFY WRAPPED - MEME EDITION !
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@strawbrryrush - 65 (Maysilee Donner & Tifa Lockhart)
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MAYSILEE'S HEART POUNDED. There was, cloying in her, a sudden sense of doom beginning to tick through. An inescapability. A premonition of a life that she already had lived. It weighed heartily on her. Often did, but there were sometimes where the anchor wrapped its chains tauntingly round her that bit more, threw her overboard to the waters of her own self. The film she had gone to see with Tifa proved too dystopian for her own lived reality, and she, clutching her hand to her heart, sat outside the cinema to catch her breath. 'Fuck me,' she breathed out, 'sometimes it takes watching a thing like that to really throw you back, really put it all into perspective.' The themes in the film rang too true of The Capitol, of their mindplay and misdeeds, of the manipulation some of them had had to overcome. Climb higher heights above it all. 'Spoon-fed. Like babes, and we sucked at their poisoned teat without spitting it out - I watched them on that screen, and I could swear it felt so real...oh, but I'm sorry for making us miss the rest of it. It was just. Goodness'.
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strangersxxworld · 6 months ago
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❛ Tell me about it? ❜ dewey and emma
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Emma sighed, taking a moment to herself as she got ready to tell him about what had happened. She would make it the condensed version because there was a lot to unfold. "It had been a span on what felt like months, but they had been rather manipulative. I had no idea she'd been my half-sister until she revealed it in that moment. Then there was him. He pretended to love me and be my boyfriend, but he'd been hers along and I had just never seen it. Then there was this trip to a remote island my friends and I took that had its own murderous secrets. I killed him before he could do it to me. He had been the last one," she ended it there. It was easier to tell in a way, but that had come with time and lots of therapy. Of course it still brought up some emotions. Emma was more angry about it now than sad though since they had all wreaked so much havoc on other's lives, not just her own. "I know that's a lot to unpack, but at least I know they're not here in this city."
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wvsteria · 3 months ago
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"i remember enough, sam!" they remembered being attacked, they remember how awful and terrifying it was. and then they remember waking up in the hospital with amber by their side. not sam. and sure sam had come back later. and maybe tara didn't remember anything beyond that but it was enough for tara to make a difference. "anyone can be manipulated. even if you know it's wrong. sometimes people do bad things. but she's a good person now. she hasn't hurt anyone for no reason here and i've known her years. don't you think that means something?" they were frustrated knowing their sister wouldn't listen to them. "seriously? you can't even have a conversation with her? i don't think you're scared of her so you just won't even try to hear anyone out? if she winds up hurting someone or one of us then whatever, we can't die here. what is there to lose? we'll just come back and then we'll know not to trust her. but can you just for once in your life trust me?"
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(¸.• ♛ → "when you remember everything tara, all of this is going to sound bullshit to you and it will hurt you because one thing is not remembering and other thing is know what happened and have the memories there like i have." and of course she was going to remember everything. richie's betrayal, what amber also did, it wasn't a betrayal on her part they were never really friend but she did hurt her sister so she hated her obviously. "amber is not a kid, she has a brain to know what's wrong and what's not, you just don't want to see it because you know her from here, not the one from home." she pointed out. "and i would dare to say richie was not the master mind, he barely had a mind, i believe amber was and richie was just the muscle and an idiot psychopath but hey, believe what you want until you remember..." but one thing was for sure, she was going to keep an eye close on her sister, she was not going to suffocate her but she was not going to leave her without her protection either. "i refuse to talk to her though, not when she tried to kill me, my friends, when she killed wes, and some more...i don't forgive murder. i will leave you be, but i will really keep an eye on her."
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lcngliive · 6 months ago
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Was that [EVA DE DOMINICI]? Oh no no, that was just [ASTRAEA ILLEN], an [ORIGINAL CHARACTER] from [STAR WARS]. They are [THIRTY] years old, use [SHE/THEY], and [ARE] aware that they are not actually from Washington DC. Too bad they can’t stray from this city for long.
how long has your character been here
they have been here for seven years now at this point.
what is your character’s job
she doesn’t have one, unless you count manipulating rich people one?
where has your character been pulled from in their fandom
after they were killed trying to save their apprentice.
has any magic affected your character
nope!
and any other information you might find useful for us and the other members to know!!
hello friends!! this right here is astraea!! my sith bitch who everyone loves xoxo they are an oc character from star wars - but pre plagueis - so they have no idea abt all of the events of the clone wars or the rebellion eras! 
their life started out normal, just like any other force-sensitive child - the jedi order came to her parents - they willingly gave their child over because they had another on the way. 
she grew up on the jedi temple and was trained in the ways of the jedi - but on a mission with their master, they encountered a sith lord, who killed their master and took astraea. 
they were sure that the jedi would come for them, to save them and bring them back to the jedi temple - but no one ever came, all calls in the force had been ignored. 
that was when the sith lord who had taken her put his plan into action - he needed a new apprentice after his had been a failure and he had killed them. 
and so their torture began. 
their master was not a kind man and would punish astraea for anything she did wrong - when she was appointed as a padawan learner and given a jedi master to work with, they were still learning and unsure of themselves - this was something that was taken advantage of. 
over the next ten years, astraea was tortured into submission, into the perfect little apprentice - or at least that was what they had allowed their master to think - beneath the surface, she was seething and waiting for the proper chance to strike. 
and so they did. one night while on a mission to kill a jedi - instead of striking down the jedi knight, she killed her master, the man who manipulated and tortured her. 
after that astraea fell away from the world once more for a few years, perfecting the skills they had learned and earned the name darth vehemens, becoming a fully realised sith lord. 
they were no longer the young padawan that the jedi order failed, astraea was now a different person, violent, cruel and manipulative - most of which was traits that she learned from her master. 
they continued travelling the galaxy, learning all they could, cutting down any jedi they crossed paths with and taking down anyone who stood in their way. 
while on a scouting mission, they found a young force sensitive child who was about to be sold - astraea killed everyone where they stood and freed every single slave, she never wanted another person to feel trapped like they had been years ago. 
astraea did not treat them like her master did - she was still firm, but used techniques that were more remnant of their training as a jedi padawan.
an attachment became apparent between master and apprentice, moving to a more familial bond, rather than that of a master and apprentice - they became mother and daughter and astraea is fiercly protective over kore. 
this bond was eventually what became their downfall - the jedi council at the time had learned about their apprentice, taking it upon themselves to try and seize them and bring them to the jedi order - dubbing them young enough for the teachings of the sith to be erased. 
they had settled on the planet of lahn in the outer rim, being able to blend in with the variety of different species that inhabited the world - but it wasn’t enough, the jedi order found them, sending some of their best masters and knights. 
astraea fought well in the beginning, but was wounded by an attack they didn’t see coming, they died in their apprentice’s arms, while still keeping the jedi back from them until they no longer could. 
astraea’s last words to their apprentice were those of love and of how proud they were of them. 
here in dc:
astraea has been here in dc for a while, they have been in the background of things, knowing full well that there are other force users in the city, but waiting for the right moment to reveal herself to them - they learned early on to mask their force signature, not allowing another force user know that they are there. 
astraea has once again been reunited with their apprentice, who is more like a daughter than a student and they are glad that she’s safe and back with her.
currently has a friends with benefits kind of thing with the vice president, which is great for her bcs he's got power and they want some so hehe.
does the odd job of killing people when it's needed, so if you need someone to murder, astraea is ur bitch.
possible wanted connections:
friends that she’s made here - despite being p evil, astraea is still a cool person to hang out with :) she’s nice to the people who are nice to her - so some friendships would be good? with either like-minded people who are kinda evil like they are would be good, either that or anyone tbh??? or even just someone that they could have a good time with - give my babe some friends pls
past relationships - she’s not one to settle down, so there would probs be a lot of these ??????
thinking abt adding on a connection of possibly a sibling that stayed with the jedi ?????? so if ur interested in that pls hmu on discord!
k so this idea has been playing in my head for a while of them possibly having like a bio child that the father took away after he learnt that she was sith so ????? kinda down to play around with that idea of potentially having the dad and kid here so lets fuck some shit up hehe.
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mvsicinthedvrk · 2 years ago
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beefleaf but beta editor, he xuan & shi qingxuan with @irresistiibles continued from here
They seem genuinely shocked that he can be a decent host and offer her a glass; he should probably be offended by that, though really, he can’t blame her for her surprise. But of course he had the wine sitting around. It’s not like he’d bought it for any other purpose; the only reason it had been here was for Qingxuan’s benefit if he ever game over. It just hadn’t gotten used, since everything. And afterwards, when it was clear that it probably wouldn’t be needed again, He Xuan hadn’t felt much like pouring it down the sink-- though maybe he should have, if having kept it means the other would gape at him like a fish. “Tell me who else would drink it, if not for you,” he grumbles under his breath, shoving his own wine glass towards his face and taking a gulp. 
If this was supposed to be quick and easy, He Xuan can’t see that it’s particularly going to plan, though that’s as much his fault as Qingxuan’s. He’d known that no conversation with the other could be ‘quick,’ and none of this is easy. “If you don’t want to be here, you can go,” he proclaims with a frown when he hears the frustration in their voice, before clarifying: “I’m irritated that you have the audacity to ask me for any favors. I’m not mad you’re here.” There’s a difference. He’s not mad. If they’d come for any other reason, that would have been obvious. Even so, despite He Xuan’s visible irritation, he probably will end up giving in. He knows this; so he doesn’t even know why they bother to have conversations about things when he gives in to her demands nine-times-out-of-ten anyway... but maybe the other would have assumed things would have changed, between them in that regard. He supposes he had obscured that likelihood fairly well during their last conversation. Out of the ways he could be sought after for help, though, admittedly handing over the fan is probably the simplest solution. He Xuan would lose his mind trying to teach the other how to cultivate; although he hasn’t had to do it himself, he’s read enough on the subject that compared to Qingxuan, he’s probably an expert a thousand times over. He can’t imagine she’d want to ask him to teach her, though; that would be crossing the line. And asking for spiritual energy-- He Xuan would reject request that outright, as it’d feel too inappropriate giving it to them. He’d removed it from them in the first place; what would the point of that have been, if he goes ahead and gives it right back in smaller installments? It doesn't seem like something the other would ask for, anyway. So He Xuan doesn’t... he does understand, the more he thinks about it, why the fan might be Qingxuan’s only practical course of action. 
It’s definitely true that she's brainless, though, and the familiar pout on the other’s face strikes a chord, though he levels the other with a blank, unimpressed face as she seems to fumble for a response. I think you’re actually a bad actor. That’s something he hadn’t expected to hear, and his surprise probably does show in his eyes at that. “Fair and unfair have always existed between us. That’s my proof of being a good actor,” he points out evenly. It’s true that he hadn’t gone to the trouble of disguising his personality too much; why would he, when no one in the heavenly realm had known what Ming Yi was really like anyway. But he’d never given away what his ultimate intentions had been as part of his revenge plot. And he’d never indicated how deeply he’d hated their brother, had he. “Maybe it shouldn’t, anymore,” he acknowledges, returning to the question of fairness and whether they should bother to worry about it. “It’s not easy to let go of.” Not on his part. Qingxuan might be a better person, able to accept the shitty hand she’d been dealt and not resent He Xuan for it, or resent him but move past it with ease; unfortunately, that’s not a skill that He Xuan’s well-versed in. He could try, he supposes, though-- it won’t matter much, will it, if this is the last time the other’s going to come over. The subject lightens when Qingxuan claims he could act. If he ‘wanted to.’ He Xuan’s eye twitches. “Your acting wouldn’t even convince a toddler.” They go on to rattle off all the things that she’s concerned about, all the responsibilities to think about now, and he has to add after a moment of silence, “...There are canes at the drug store.” He doesn’t say it to be a dick, but: they’re right there. He’s walked past them in the aisle a number of times. So that shouldn’t be very hard at all for the former wind master to figure out, compared to cultivating from scratch. Something easy to check off the other’s to-do list. 
Qingxuan’s eyes are suddenly wide when he sits up straight, as though they’ve come up with the most stunning idea in the world, so obviously it’s a ridiculous one. As though He Xuan would need to chaperone his use of their own fan. She thinks she could just practice with it in his living room, but without talking to him, and that would somehow cause less problems? Or are they picturing going out into the back stairwell and trying to cultivate back there?  Beyond the fact that ‘just ignoring’ her if she was in the building would be impossible-- “I don’t need to be responsible for babysitting you and your use of your former spiritual device,” he drawls, shutting that possibility down immediately. 
After another moment, he stands and heads back to his bedroom, leaving Qingxuan on the sofa, not bothering to give any kind of explanation as to where he’s going. It should be obvious, or if it’s not and she’s too impatient to wait for him to return and leaves in the meantime, then it’s their own fault. It’s almost funny that she said it shouldn’t be tossed in a drawer, as that’s where it’s been out of sight for the last two months. He crouches down next to the side table next to his bed, sliding out the bottom drawer. In it lies two fans: water and wind. 
He hadn’t looked at Qingxuan’s fan at all since he’d tossed it in and slammed the drawer shut when she’d first left it behind. As he pulls it out now, he can see that there are visible lines where it’d been broken and repaired; the same form it was in when he’d given it back the last time. It makes sense, he thinks, that if Qingxuan’s physical form updated to match her memories then his fan would, too. But if it’s repaired the same was as it had been before, that means that his ashes are embedded in the repaired ribs and handle of the fan, just where he’d left them. At least he knows where the ashes are now, not that he’d been particularly worried about them while in the city, since if something had happened to them, he’d have been long gone. 
He Xuan doesn’t know what had possessed him to hide them there in the first place. Or rather, he does know: a combination of desperation, clouded judgment, and apathy. Once Shi Wudu had been killed, there should have been no reason why the calamity hadn’t dissipated, and unfortunately it hadn’t taken long to figure out what else could possibly be tying him to the world. So when he’d repaired the fan, he’d made that split-second decision in a blaze of detached indifference and misery. They’d never know the ashes were there, he’d told himself, and if the fan happened to somehow get crushed or destroyed, then that’d be that. Whatever. 
He hesitates for a moment now as he picks up Qingxuan’s device and shuts the bedside drawer. There’s more to think about now. If something happens to the fan and he dissipates, he’d be leaving Chunyu alone, and he can’t do that to her when she’s still getting used to this world. Shi Wudu too is a concern, since if he ever caught wind of what's in it, he’d surely crush the fan to pieces before anyone could blink. And with him still being impossibly alive, He Xuan can’t allow the water master to out-exist him. Despite those valid concerns, after a moment of thought, he decides that he doesn’t feel compelled to remove the ashes before handing the fan back. When he'd done embedded them during his initial repairs, as much of a mess as he'd been at the time, that was about as emotionally honest as he could have been with himself, and to undo what he'd done and take them back now would just be an act of cowardice. Deeply regrettably, there’s still no one else the ashes belong with, other than Qingxuan. For better or for worse. So fan-in-hand, he stands and returns to the living room. 
“Here,” he says lowly, tossing them the spiritual device carelessly as soon as he’s crossed through the doorway. He sinks back into his own spot on the couch and picks up the glass of wine he still hadn’t finished before as he ignores Qingxuan’s reaction, whatever it might be. “You got what you came for.” 
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girlllsoconfusingg · 29 days ago
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springbandit · 19 days ago
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"If you care about her. Then you'll listen." He glanced downward, brows knitting together as he tried to gather the whirlwind of thoughts he was contending with. "You hurt the fox," he said gently, "That wasn't very nice. But, you're not the problem anymore. You started the fox hunt, but the dogs have him now." he lifted his gaze back to John, glassy and unflinching. "They don't want to let go."
"You need to find the fox again. Not to hurt him, this time. To help him." Fiver's voice softened further, pleading, but resolute. "Once you find him, you have to bring him to us. We need to find out what's keeping him from healing. We need to put a stop to whatever's keeping him sick. Sickness spreads, and I don't think it's a something keeping him that way. I think it's a someone." He blinked, nose twitching as if sensing something foul in the air. "There's a parasite. And if we don't help him, if we don't stop it. It'll use him to come for her too." His wide eyes locked with John's, searching for understanding. "I know you don't see it yet, but you will. Just...please. You have to trust me."
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@fcrafcrtnight
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"SAM? YOU'RE TALKING ABOUT SAM? WHAT'S WRONG WITH HER?" they may not have been together anymore, because he had ruined that, but.. he still cared about her and always would. in fact, after everything that had happened? he had a feeling that he owed her to keep her safe and right now, that wasn't going to be changing anytime soon. if this was about her? he'd listen.
if this was about her? he'd do whatever he had to, in order to help. wouldn't he? yes. "alright, yes, i couldn't care less about him but she matters to me. she's a friend. what's going on with her? how can i help?" he relaxed his stance a little bit, hopefully making it clear that he wasn't going to continue arguing with the other at all. right? "no, i cannot see, but.. you're right. i do care about her so talk, kid." @springbandit
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tragcdysewn · 1 year ago
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was that jenna ortega? oh no no, that was just eveline winters, a canon character from resident evil. they are eighteen years old, use she/her, and are aware that they are not actually from washington dc. too bad they can’t stray from this city for long.
how long has your character been here:
a couple of years at this point
what is your character’s job:
she's a biochem major, and working as a research assistant
where has your character been pulled from in their fandom:
after shadows of rose!
has any magic affected your character:
she was unaware for a hot minute, and only just recently regained her memories of her real life
bonus info:
eveline is a real fucked up little monster, honestly. she was created as a clone of mother miranda's deceased daughter from the mold, in hopes that she would become a vessel for the actual daughter when her physical age matched up with eva's. her aging was advanced, and soon enough she was physically seven years old, and miranda attempted to implant her daughters consciousness into eveline. this didn't work, and miranda discarded her, giving her to her scientists to use as a bioweapon. evie only ever existed in a lab, until she was scheduled to be transferred. she took over the ship they were on, and escaped with her handler, mia winters, who she saw as a mother. they ended up in the dulvey house, and evie indoctrinated the entire family, as well as mia, into her 'family' through her abilities with the mold. years later, she made mia contact her husband to come and find her, so he could become evie's 'father'. ethan did come, but ultimately ended up destroying eveline's physical body. her consciousness continued to exist in the mold, even attacking mia and ethan's daughter rose years later, though rose also managed to escape. evie is honestly v complicated, because she is absolutely violent and insane, but she is also a child. she manipulates and controls people, but out of some sick desire to have a family that's been so warped and twisted by her childhood that she thinks this is the only way anyone will ever love or want her. she has such an intense desire for literally anyone to love her, and she doesn't really understand that this isn't the way to do it. at heart, she is a pretty sweet kid, who would do literally anything for the people she loves, to an unhealthy extent. but she's also somewhat sociopathic, struggles with human emotions, and has the genius level intellect and insane power levels to make those traits incredibly dangerous.
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dolletterockstarr · 2 months ago
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You can always be thinner, look better.
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empathiie · 1 month ago
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"of course i am. i've never had a friend like you." abigail replies. she was never really allowed to have friends -- her dad hunted and killed every girl she tried to make friends with that looked like her. and jinx certainly fit that. abigail liked to think that jinx would have killed abigail's father first. and then they could have lived happily ever after, without abigail having to go through so much trauma. "i died and stayed dead, until i wound up here." she shrugs. "he's here, yeah. he's a therapist. his name is hannibal lecter." abigail's frowning, frowning heavily, thinking of the man that she had been foolish enough to trust. "i can't stick by your side all the time... gojo told me the same thing, but i'd feel bad burdening you two with my presence." abigail takes jinx's hand, gives it a small squeeze. "hannibal manipulates people easily. i don't want him to manipulate you." she pauses again, still holding jinx's hand. "he's not like silco. he's a monster."
"you're afraid of losing little ol' me?" jinx asked with wide eyes; trying to have it come out as a flavorful expression- a joke.. though those words did hold weight- she valued this relationship she had with abigail very much.. and to know it was the same ?? it made her heart oddly throb, and the fact abigail didn't judge her.. make her feel ashamed for her actions- "-i knew nobody really stays dead- but that just hit the nail on the head." she told with a nod, though hearing abigail spill her guts- hearing there was someone who wished her harm- and did harm..it made her chest feel ten times heavier- purple eyes a fiery pink- as she digged her nails into her hand.. maybe picturing her hand as the man who did her sister harm, "-he's here? " she asked, maybe already plotting a plan on how to give him his come upings.. wasn't she supposed to be reformed?? repenting for her sins? nah, that was all bullshit.. she was pissed- and wanted to make a firework show- with explosions.. "i won't let him do anything to you- you just gotta stick by my side.. -i'm afraid of losing you too.." she nodded with a soft - yet pained smile.
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rie-092 · 10 months ago
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DEAREST ADVISOR.
❥. yandere! emperor x advisor! reader
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• liam luwelton was one of the most famous emperor on the history of lobelia empire. while he was praised for being a good and powerful ruler. he was also famous for being a womanizer who hook up with so many girls yet, he didn't even chosen any of them to be his empress.
• don't blame him, he likes having fun. but he hates when he got attached or tied to something that will hinder him. he was only doing this for his own entertainment after all. no one stayed on his side for so long anyways, well maybe except to the captain of his imperial knights, warren, his childhood friend.
• that was the main reason why he became surprised when warren's younger sister, you, became his advisor. the most amusing part was warren is the one who recommended you. hmm, it seemed like your brother doesn't even care about the fact that liam's mother, the previous empress, fired all the female servants after knowing her son's tendencies to, uhm... seduce them.
• that was the main reason why he was excited to finally meet you. the famous sister of his friend. he wanted to know how long will it take for you to became smitten and obsessed with him? ahh, just thinking about it makes liam so excited.
• but you were fucking different that he expected. who in the hell is in the right mind to greet the emperor for the first time while wearing a damn pyjamas? what the fuck? as far as he knew, you were the damn daughter of a duke. so, what in the hell was wrong with your fashion sense?
• well, keeping your fuvked up fashion aside. you were indeed good at your job. even though you can be pretty hard headed sometimes, you were able to carry yourself with so much confidence and boy, oh boy. he likes it so much.
• maybe, that time when he basically threaten you to wear an appropriate dress to attend a certain banquet with him. was the time when he realized that he fucked up. yeah, his motto that 'no string attached' crumbled down as he saw your annoyed face when the maids' dressed you up with the most elegant dress that he gifted for you. and the fact that you got drunk that night and mumbled some cute nonsense didn't helped either. fuck. the main reason why he got you drunk anyways is to fuck you. but damn, he can't bring himself to do it since you looked so cute while clinging to him for support!
• as a yandere, liam was overbearing and posessive. gosh, this guy is unhinged and practically crazy. he's an emperor for the petesake! he killed his siblings to ascend to the throne. so don't expect that he's a nice guy!
• those times that he escaped the palace just to go outside and hook up with girls? yup, he stopped doing that for you. expect that while working, his eyes were focused on your every move. you talk to other guy other than him and warren? expect that he will be fired the next day. and why is that? well, it's your fault.
• he was now fine with you working in your pyjamas, you're so cute wearing that after all! but, in exchange he will increase your workload 10x because he knew that you always goes home after finishing your work, he just wants to spend the whole day with you!
• don't even think of quiting, darling. because liam will not let you to do so. unfortunately, he was able to wrap his pretty fingers around you with you being unaware of it. ahh, he just loves how clueless you are when liam fired all the male servants on his palace and replaced it with the female ones to make sure they you won't be able to flirt with them while working.
• all in all, liam is head over heels for you. he wants you for himself to the point that he spread the rumour about you being the next empress of the prestigious lobelia empire. just to shackle you by his side.
• but of course, your usual playful older brother doesn't like it at all. so be ready, because just like a prince on the fantasy stories that the two of you read before. he will do anything to save you, his precious little sister even if it means he needs to burn down the whole empire and kill liam for you. i mean, when you were a kid, you mentioned that you wanted to be a ruler. so just sit back and let your big brother, warren do the work <3.
“ our love comes first, everything is secondary.”
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