#out of the stratosphere | ooc

[phoenixfiiire]

Consider this a flash plotting post for Violence ™️

I do not want to deal with running a dual post, so muses from @stormandash can be discussed just mention them in the replies

[fightwing]

tales of the titan.s starting with kori and showcasing heart of the team donna and kori BONE APPLE TEETH!!!!!

[quillheel]

@disassnbler // cal & N!

none of them knew the wormhole could spit out just whatever it felt like, not until now; even with what Tangent had been claiming when she wasn't cooped up in her lab that it couldn't. nothing does not create something. there is always a reason. they'd been yet to find a reason, a good one, anyway. some, like Cal, just accepted and welcomed the bot. others, like Anemone and Solane were a little more wary. some were tearing their hair out trying to figure out where he came from, and how ━ spearheaded by Tangent herself and Instance, predictably.

The first theories were that the Heliopause harbored an AI piloted drone which was lost during going through the wormhole, but the Helios answered unhesitatingly that they didn't have anything of the sort ━ their technology was advanced compared to the Stratospheric, but their AI was feeble in comparison despite their pride; they could make the body, maybe, but they didn't, and even if they did they couldn't have made the AI as intelligent as he proved he was ( 'bordering on human' was the first thing Vace had said when seeing him, and Tangent was beginning to realize that that sentiment wasn't as far off as they might've expected. )

The next theory had been that he was sent from Earth alongside the Heliopause, or shortly after, but the timing didn't work, and neither did the story; he was from Earth, but there was no Copper-9, at least not in Earth's recently remembered galactic history and definitely not in Vertumna's, and while N was a pilot, there'd been no craft with him as far as they could find, even if there was the timing of which he must've left earth and arrived, using the Heliopause and Stratospheric for reference didn't match. ━ so many questions, and a never-ending list of contradictions.

━ they were still looking for answers, the how and why and when, but roughly, everyone had acquainted themselves with living alongside the robot, began becoming friends with him ; it was easier than had first been expected, especially when Vace discovered his combat capability. ━ Cal, on the other hand, was more interested in him himself! forget the technicalities, this could be a new buddy, and he could only imagine how jarring all of this was to begin with, too... he wanted to be a minor source of stability for him, if he could be at all. something simple. something easy. ( farmwork tended to fall into at least one of those categories, anyway... )

" Yep! Floatcow leather, reinforced with an internal synthetic webbing to make it tougher. " Cal flexed the gloves, colored a deep brown, as if to assert his honesty with a display alone. " Maybe not the best for temperature management, these aren't made from the helium bladders, but if it helps, it takes a lot to burn me! "

He pats his bicep. " As a youngster we all get genetic modifications here, and mine was always being the right temperature. Makes freezing or getting burned a little harder than it usually is! " ━ he speaks with some strain and hauls up a bag of soil under one arm as he keeps the other mostly free, tubing coiled like a snake around his elbow. " Also means I don't gotta sweat. "

with only a tanktop in the way of his upper-body, a tattoo peeking out from below the hem as the sun beat down on him, it seemed to be true. " Real useful during Dust! which... how's your cooling? not too sure if you'll like it much- "

[maladaptivedaydreamsx]

How the Rhodolite princes would react to their firstborn/newborn

Rating: PG-13 (?) Ikepri itself contains a lot of mature themes however, as such, mdni 🔞

Warnings: Brief mentions of (past) character death, grief, pregnancy/childbirth themes (no actual birth depicted), gn but implied afab, & the usual tragic Ikepri cannon.

A/N: Tried to write how they'd hold their kid and what they were feeling when meeting them. Spoiler warnings for the Rhodolite princes routes, tried not to bring up anything major though (Luke's is probably the most spoilery?). Tried to keep the princes' spouses GN, though implied afab bc newborns. (One very brief mention of Belle, but mc/reader is not Emma.) Might eventually make pt2 with the others..? Please read the warnings and proceed only if comfortable! :)

(Apologies for anything that seems ooc, I haven't written much in awhile and this is my first piece for Ikepri! I'm more used to fics rather than hcs, but I tried my best! o7)

JIN 🦅

There's so much Jin can't help but worry about. His past, his future, his country... and now he's got not one but two loved ones he would do anything for. The little bundle of joy in his arms reminds him of the times when his younger brothers were born, and how cute they used to be (well, some of them, anyway). The bleary, garnet eyes trying to look into his own have him wondering.. is this how he looked to his dear mother? There's so much he cherishes, and so much he fears, but he won't let the history of Belle repeat itself. He'd fight the entire palace if he had to, but for right now, he'll settle for tackling pesky burps and dirty diapers. Jin coos at his baby, baritone voice suddenly startling the poor thing, and he can't help but pout. The baby in his arms continues to fuss, feeling hungry.

Jin pulls something out of his breast pocket, looking over at his spouse. "So.. how much longer until they can have lollipops?"

CHEVALIER 🐅

Chevalier would likely be a bit awed upon holding his firstborn, much like the quiet way he takes in Emma's precence. Chevalier is known to be awkward with his affections, as he's far from practiced, but it's been shown on several occasions how he tries to gently pet an animal that dares to come close, or how he clumsily takes care of his love when they're feeling under the weather. He may look fine on the outside, but he's actually quite hesitant, trying to sort things out logistically at first, before sort of just settling for standing there and holding his newborn with both arms. He stares down at their gentle features, taking in every detail, making sure they're comfortable and warm in their sleep.

Looking over at his beloved in all their tired glory, in his very own Chevalier-approved affection he says, "You did well, Simpleton." While he only speaks four words aloud, his faint smile speaks the thousands he didn't quite know how to express.

CLAVIS 🐆

"Dearie me," Clavis says, holding his newborn, full of wide-eyed excitement. "They look so much like you, I can see the bunny ears already."

Being someone who values life so dearly, bringing a new one into this world, with the love of his life no less, is enough to send Clavis' heart soaring into the stratosphere. He just can't help but want to drown them in affection, but they're so small and fragile, and Clavis knows better than to risk scaring them now. He's so, so gentle with his child, unconditional love flowing off him in waves as they bond quietly (please don't get used to this, it will not last), and looks upon their splotchy tufts of lilac hair. The Lelouch genes live on through yet another generation, he smiles to himself. Clavis slowly comes over to stand by his love, placing a gentle kiss on their head.

"You're so lucky to have such a wonderful husband like me. But I'm even luckier to have you both in my life."

LEON 🦁

The happiest day in Leon's life. Second only to your wedding. Scratch that, the wedding is second.. he thinks. He's a bit frazzled from work, labor stress, and all the chaos, cut the guy some slack. No one is immune to this sweet lion's charisma, not even a newborn. They can't help but stare at his flowy hair and bright eyes, like a cartoon character come to life right before their eyes. Leon gently caresses their neck, very lightly pressing a kiss into their soft kiss to their temple. What kind of person will they grow up to be? Will they eat as much as he does? Will they fall asleep when they read too? There's a lot that runs through his mind, but ultimately, he is hopes for them to be healthy, and live happily. This child is going to be absolutely spoiled (within reason), and always have someone in their corner, rooting for them and ready to help learn from their wrongs. For now, he can worry about righting their posture instead. He tries to hold them like he read (how his partner read) in the parenting books, supporting their necks and all. It was really hard to stay awake during those, but the excitement of fatherhood helped him push through, and he's going to put it all into practice now.

"When do we start working on the second one?" (If not for the literal newborn currently in his hands, he'd be busy dodging several pillows.)

YVES 🐈

There's a lot of suppressed guilt for his mother's death in mind, and so many worries for his darling's health before, during, and after. He's a bit scared to hold his newborn, for fear of his clumsiness and "bad luck". With some assurance, he finally takes hold of them, and he could not physically be more careful with his firstborn. Clear eyes like the sky blink sleepily up at him, and Yves is fighting back tears solely for fear of them landing on the baby and somehow hurting them. The smile on his face could split his cheeks if it got any wider. The baby falls asleep in its father's arms, and he even tries breathing softer so he won't wake them. He's just trying his best, please reassure this sweet cat, he means well. (And he absolutely lost the battle against those blasted tears anyway.)

"Thank you for loving me, and for bringing our child into the world with us. You're the best thing that's ever happened to me."

LICHT 🐺

(Twins having twins cliché may seem redundant, I made 'em different for each brother, pinky promise.)

Licht was blessed with not one but two bundles of joy. Beautiful twin boys, who had what looked to be his vibrant silver hair and his beloved's eyes. He couldn't help the memories that surged, of happier times, and the worst of times. He knew all too well just how ruthless the court could be, but he had a chance to make things different this time. Licht seriously considered building that house he'd once mentioned, and moving you all somewhere much more peaceful. One twin in his arms, one with their other parent, he feels all thought subside when the one he's holding tries to grab at his sleeve. Licht's now-famous smile blooms across his lips much the way the sun's rays appear over daybreak; subtle, then all at once. He takes a gloveless hand, letting their tiny hand hold onto his finger as best they can, eyes gleaming from the sight before him. Licht looks over in wonder at his spouse, only to find them already watching with a tired, quiet smile.

"Things won't be easy but.. I know we can handle anything. I adore you. And I adore them."

NOKTO 🦊

(Twins for both may seem redundant, but I changed things up drastically ok, we got this.)

Nokto wasn't entirely surprised to have twins, but he had also hoped luck would be in their corner in avoiding similar fates. Two little girls, jewel-like eyes like his, and his beloved's hair color (or so it appears, though it's hard to tell for sure with so little peach fuzz). Nokto sits at the edge of the bed, holding one newborn in his arm, and reaching his other hand out for the one in his love's arms. Aside from the memories of his own upbringing, he's now having Typical Girl Dad thoughts about how to keep them safe and teach them how to stay away from cooties (boys), among other things. With a soft sigh, he gently burps his newborn after she's done feeding, rocking her slowly as she tries to chew on her father's lucious locks. Laughter bubbles past his lips at her cute antics, and Nokto feels the stress fade away, even if just a little. His heart is still getting used to receiving love and believing in it, but it's grown enough by now to love his 3 new favorite people in the world.

"If they like my hair this much now, just wait till they start to grow their own."

LUKE 🐻

Luke could not be more the picture of a teddy bear than with his newborn all swaddled up and snuggled in with their giant of a dad. He can't help but wonder if his sister is watching over them, laying next to his spouse on the bed, their newborn but a tiny dot among the two full-grown humans taking up most of the space. He promises to be there for his child the way he never really had anyone, and hopes to live more in the present now, the stakes feeling higher than ever before. A whole new life, created on purpose, gently resting in one arm and atop his broad chest, nestled comfortably and trying to suck on their thumb. Luke holds his spouse's hand with his free one, squeezing it gently, looking into their eyes with the intensity of his own emeralds.

"Look at 'em.. they're so small. Just like you," he jokes before letting out a big yawn, "But sleepy, just like me."

All rights for the characters and original intellectual property belong to Cybird. My writing belongs to myself, Maladaptivedaydreamsx, and shall not be reproduced elsewhere without permission. Ok to translate as a reblog to this post. Ok to reblog, no permission required (for those who like to be safe and ask first, all's good little homies) 💜

If you enjoyed these, I might try to make a pt2 with the other characters soon? Likes and reblogs appreciated, thank you kindly for reading! If you have any hc's of your own, please feel free to respond with them, I'd love to hear what you all think! ���❤️ (If you'd like to be put on a tag list for any future works, please reply, though it will be a general list for writings as I'm getting back into things slowly atm,, 🙏🏻)

Also, to the lovely person who sent this in likely about 2 years ago (after I'd stopped writing on here bc life happens) ... if you're still somewhere in the fandom and end up seeing this post, thank you for your patience, and for sending something in. I'm finally trying to combat the writer's block again! 🙌🏻

[nalyra-dreaming]

Hi, I'm the Anon that wrote to you a while ago desperately seeking assurance about the drop. Want to thank you again for your insights and patience. You are a gift to this fandom. I'm sorry to bother you again but this episode crushed my heart completely.

The added context ended up being the same out of character BS which did nothing to allay my fears over the direction of Lestat's character. And I felt the writer having him "break script" during the trial to make sure that viewers understood that "this asshole is the real Lestat who intentionally dropped his partner from the stratosphere for the crime of defending his daughter but wait he feels really bad about it but also don't forget he's still Domestic Abuser POS" seemed like an insidious choice. The decision to make that drop real and the vile speech about "wanting to break Louis" (wtf) is a total betrayal of who Lestat fundamentally is and for me was kind of an event horizon (because no matter what, that *isn't* Lestat in any universe) It's been 2 years of this and I'm so exhausted. 

Sadly, I'm not nearly as excited for Season 3 as I was before this episode. I no longer feel like I can trust these writers to write Lestat with care and do TVL justice- especially after they inexplicably endowed their version of Louis with several of canon Lestat's character traits and story beats( literally why?)- or anything that comes after. How can you tell Lestat's painful self loathing storylines in QotD and TotBT when you've already written him as the exact kind of shallow violent inherently evil brute that Akasha tried to groom him into believing he was? What would be the point? No one would believe him.

Right now, for me the only bright spot of show!Lestat, is Sam, who is truly doing the lord's work. Much like the character he is playing, he is mesmerizing as an actor and so full of light even as he's playing the part of a monster. He's so brilliant, constantly making lemonade out of lemons and trying valiantly to infuse this evil ooc shell of Lestat with the spirit of the canon character.

And maybe I'm a brat, but we've waited long enough. I want the real Lestat de Lioncourt: the eternally optimistic, impulsive, naive to a fault, enduring, brash, impatient, irreverent, airheaded, sometimes unstable, ridiculous,  traumatized, vicious, obstinate, wicked,  cocky, narcissistic, short tempered, endlessly forgiving, capricious ,vampire to the core, Brat Prince- full of too much love for everything and everyone, who can be an absolute pain in the ass, who is the emperor of really bad impulsive decisions, who is stupidly honest about the terrible things he's done but tries to downplay the terrible things done to him, who finds revenge boring, who would never ever maliciously hurt Louis or Claudia, who tries so hard to be a good father more than once, who fears that he is an evil thing because he thinks his innate light seems to hurt everyone he loves; and that innate light and goodness is so in conflict with the existence he was raped into but he decides "Fuck it. I'm gonna just be the best vampire I can be". And I really really want to see Sam play *that* Lestat.

Of course I completely understand that everything we are seeing is still not the full story and that we are deep in the middle of Armand's Wattpad fanfic. But with the choices made in this episode, I just don't see how we can *ever* have *that* Lestat- (even if or when next week, Armand's story falls apart spectacularly) and unfortunately no spoilers I've seen about the finale give me comfort or hope. It's all too much and it just hurts my heart and my head. I want off this ride. I'm so so tired 😢

Hmmm :)

While I... understand you, I don't quite agree, and... I think I would just like to redirect you to this interview with Sam here, which really lays a lot of it out:

And... it also confirms a lot of what I have been pointing out before, and what has been hinted at.

So. While I get where you are coming from I still think "Lestat" is in very good hands... we haven't had his POV yet. But we will.

And after that... we can judge.

[batsvnte]

𝐃𝐢𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐈𝐧𝐭𝐮𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 • 𝐉𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐘𝐮𝐚𝐧

Pairing(s): Jing Yuan

Sypnosis: with the galaxy shaken by the great events, a general has a run in with an infamous Esper with the divine power of a deity

Warning(s): violence, fighting, cursing, reader casually slipping cause lack of traction, switches from third to second pov at some point randomly, mention of blood, ooc maybe, not proofread

Song used: She is a God — XHz Official, mAjorHon

Word Count: 2K

Notes: Black fem!reader (she/her pronouns). I’ve been hyperfixating on Dislyte recently and I finally figured out what the song was for the Dusk & Dawn event. It was stuck in my head for so long omfg. More of a Dislyte x Honkai Star Rail crossover. This is kinda headcannons mixed in with oneshot/Drabble

𝐄𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐫 𝐨𝐟 𝐀𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐧𝐚

Grown by her own carried out of ruins, never loose strength she was very young

“Tune in to listen to the latest news from Xheart Radio! Listen in to find an new miracle on the day of her debut that makes her way through the stratosphere! There’ll be more the more you listen to our radio! Next song on the list is Load up, Click. Catch you later.”

It was no surprise that Jing Yuan heard of the rumors of the rising miracles. It was raised as an concern to the people around him after the fear of these things called ‘Miramon’ coming around. Having much on his back was something he had grown use to. But these oncoming rumors made him grown concern of Xianzhou Loufu. Though, despite his silent concerns and reassuring words to his subordinates, luck happened to be favoring him.

Quick footsteps that gradually gained sound was enough to lift his head up along with the other generals he was seated with. A mixed look of confusion yet alert was seen on him. The other generals gave some looks of anticipation. Which they were clearly expecting at least someone to be here, with those two extra seats that was reserved for someone across from him. The footsteps were more louder but muffled due to being on the other side of the wall. With the few seconds of silence the doors finally open that draws everyone’s attention to the ones on the other side.

Finding that there were two people standing side by side (though one of them had looked as if she had just slipped and fallen down, Jing Yuan ignored that little detail). His look going into an amused one as the two stepped into the room.

“Lady Abigail, Chief (Name). It’s a pleasure to have you two here.” One of the seven generals gives them a warm smile as they walk over to them.

The shorter one only nodded nimbly at their words. “We’re so sorry for arriving so late. There was an problem with the system that we were sharing.”

Jing Yuan takes quick glances between the two. Both of their attire was nothing like the familiar attire of residents of Xianzhou Luofo, or anyone he has encountered up until this point. His eyes linger on the taller one who he had assumed was (Name). Holding an helmet that was held at the waist for a better view of her face and out of respect for being in a room with other generals. One aspect is that (Name) wore a (F/C) cloak draped over her shoulders that hovered few inches off of ground that lessen the worry of someone accidentally stepping on it. From the front were gold-colored tassels that handed from the collar of the cloak.

The general dismisses the apology with the saying that they were quite alright. (Name) and Abigail take their respective seats amongst the seven generals. Continuing on with the converserions at hand that changed from one thing to another. With Jing Yuan’s participation in said topics, he couldn’t help but draw his attention over to the (H/C) Ops Chief that was seated directly across from him.

After the meeting was done with some left over words, Jing Yuan took it upon himself to introduce himself to (Name) properly. It took her by surprise really since the little things she heard about the general is that he was more of the type of sleep a lot. (Name) wasn’t expecting much of Jing Yuan, but somehow their curiosity of wanting to know more about him grew.

How lucky was he to take the opportunity to talk to the divine esper of Athena.

As the time went on you grew more closer to Jing Yuan. It was almost like it was fate for the two of you seeing how you were both near each other at all times.

If one was watching over the knights and guards training, the other would be supervising from a distance. If one were to be training with Yanqing, the other would be praising but giving firm advice for Yanqing’s improvement. Having an Ops Chief and an General being seated in one room was more than just a blessing due to their high ranks and shared experiences of battle.

Specially on the battle field. The Xianzhou Louho experienced its first miramon wave. It was an shock to everyone that it would happen this soon since the was clarified that it wouldn’t happen this early. No matter, Jing Yuan got his army prepared to protect those who aren’t capable of protecting themselves and hold off the wave of unknown monsters that invaded the land. Pushing aside any other thoughts he had, Jing Yuan made it his primary focus to get to the front lines to see what was being dealt. But the thought of seeing you fight crossed his mind on instant.

“Focus your aim of the arms to weaken them! Don’t let them land a hit on any one of you.”

“Help the ones who are wounded. If you can still stand, hold off the ones who are getting to close to the breaking point.”

Jing Yuan witnesses how fluid your attacks are. With the weapon of your choice, you managed to hold back the enemies from the ones who are unable to fight. Using the shield to your advantage to block any attacks. But to also barricade the unsuspecting miramon to deal the finishing blow to it. It nearly felt like a blur watching you deal with the blows on the miramon. Driving them away little by little till there was none left to fight with. Standing with careful eyes before announcing that they were gone for the time being. Jing Yuan would smile in amusement at your quick-to-call performance, but didn’t deter from the fact that you were also injured.

Taking everyone back for them to rest and be healed, Jing Yuan took you by himself. He wanted to be the one to help you with your injuries but he had no reason why. Jing Yuan felt it was necessary, and that he wanted to hear about what happened from you specifically. Finding the blood seeping through the torn spots of your clothes from the miramon, he tended gingerly at the wounds. Occasionally looking to you as you made conversation with him to report on what happened at the front line. He didn’t miss the winces you made during the mending along with the soft hissing from the pain.

Despite having the divine power of a goddess, you were still human. You were still (Name).

That would add onto your true self showing during your stay at Xianzhou Loufu. As he is walking down the halls, he would find at the end of the corridor Yanqing tuning a sharp turn and down the hallway. The young ones face brightening as he hurriedly dashes to the general. He wasn’t alone though. You were running after him, attempting to make that sharp turn to give yourself a boost to catch up with him. Jing Yuan almost let’s a chuckle slip out of his mouth as he watches your figure nearly fall down. You barely caught yourself in the rush of the moment. Scrambling back to an upright position and took off once again after him.

“Damn it! Yanqing that’s not fair I don’t got any traction on these shoes!”

Finding out shortly after that the both of you were racing to challenge Jing Yuan to a sparing match. Yanqing being the first to sputter out the question that almost made no sense to him at all. He accepted nonetheless, but couldn’t help but feel joyous; seeing how you were able to get along with Yanqing in the matter of the few weeks you were here. You were like an mother figure to him.

Watching the two of them duel with a stern look on your face. You would admit that you were intrigued to watch a sparring match between the two. Which ends up with you somehow finding yourself switching spots with Yanqing. Summoning your weapon of choice whilst leaving the helmet that you always wore in the spot you were previously at.

“I want to see what you got, (Name).” Jing Yuan speaks in a light tone as he held his sword in hand.

A light smile came across your face as you got into an fighting stance. “Don’t come crying when I kick your ass.”

Thus one match turned into a second round of a sparring match. It ended with the both of you yielding due to how you both were able to keep up with each others attacks. Staying ontop of your feet as Jing Yuan made quick jabs to knock your weapon out of your hands, whilst it was the same for Jing Yuan to become unpredictable when you take a sudden turn. It was back when the first miramon wave came at them. Your movements were smooth once again as you focused on your opponent.

The break for you didn’t last so long since Yanqing was asking over and over again for you to having a sparring match with him. After a reluctant agreement to his endless questioning, you went back to your position to be at a distance with Yanqing so he can prepare himself. Your gaze turns over to Jing Yuan who stood near where you had left your helmet. Giving you an warm smile as you two started the next match against one another.

Though the time in Xianzhou Loufu hadn’t been gracing you with enough. You were an Ops Chief, and the Union had set you up with more missions in other planets that they determined you were the best fit for. You were supposedly use to being sent on other planets for the Union, but leaving Xianzhou Loufu so much made you become homesick. Unconsciously you would question yourself as to why you felt so connected to this place in particular. Was it because you would miss spending time with the resident that you consider to be friends? Or maybe it was spending time and teaching Yanqing more about weaponry. Being one of his guides and helping him carefully through the techniques for his improvement? With all these questions you find yourself thinking about the general himself, Jing Yuan.

Over the course of the weeks you had an realization that you and Jing Yuan grew closer. How did it take you this long to process your thoughts about Jing Yuan to realize what he truly is to you. Sometimes Abigail would be the one catching your attention whenever you space off in a meeting. Diverting your eyes away in embarrassment and shame, hoping that maybe Jing Yuan was too busy dozing off to notice that you were staring at him directly. You also realize the tension that came between you two anytime you were alone. You caught yourself almost falling for his teasing smiles whenever you had evening walks around Loufu. Catching his golden eyes peering at you from across the room was enough to almost make you implode. Of course, Jing Yuan wasn’t happy once he heard of the news of you being stationed elsewhere.

“Do you really have to go?”

“Mhm.. y’ know, Mother Odin orders it.” With an hint of sarcasm itching at your voice, you couldn’t help the annoyance being heard. You clearly didn’t like the last minute change and it was bothering you.

“Come back soon. I know Yanyan will be begging for another sparring match.” Jing Yuan’s soft voice rang through your ears. It was comforting to you.

“I promise I will,” You let the corners of your lips tug into a smile. “I’ll be sure to bring back a gift for Mimi to.”

“..you’ll get me a gift?”

And you kept your promise. Whenever he wasn’t busy with his duties and you were free of any missions, you would join him at Xianzhou Loufu. Nobody was blind to the growing bond you two shared. It was just like a blessing.

“Don’t worry. I’ll return with a victory!”

Act till she wins, sweeps through obstacles. Rational queen and ruthless fighter

I genuinely don’t know how to approach this idea lmao– this is probably ooc for Jing Yuan since I’m still learning about him even though I’m a good 30% way of the game

Spoiler alert: I was suppose to write Blade in this but decided to save him for later cause I burned myself out and it would be way to long >:/

[ask-misora]

[OOC]

canon compliance & divergence

i really hate raye penber and want to see him blasted into the stratosphere, so i will do my best to either avoid the topic of raye or try to portray misora as in-character as i can given my own personal bias ;;

i’m thinking that this blog’s misora is either set right after raye’s death but before misora’s OR a canon divergence where misora wakes up and realizes raye sucks and leaves him. either that or he dumped her bc she didn’t wanna be a tradwife baby incubator.

maybe it’ll be a mix of both? raye and naomi split but she still cares for him as a person so his death impacted her?? IDK GUYS WE’LL FIGURE IT OUT AS WE GO!

secondly, i’m open to shipping and headcanons, but i personally think misora is probably cisgender and heterosexual (hence her horrible taste in men), so i will portray her as such!

but i’m also a lesbian and am weak to wlw ships so we’ll see how well i fair with this rule

thirdly, i kinda hate how the fandom just waters down misora to just a generic cool awesome mary sue when she is a huge freaking dork and extremely adorable with a very vibrant personality??? so i will not just portray her as a Generic Anime Male Protag Except Female and base her characterization heavily on Another Note: The Los Angeles BB Murder Cases!

she is cited as both having a reputation for being clumsy and also unironically called a tsundere in it, and i fully intend to use this to woobify her as much as i please :^)

i think that’s it for now?? if you don’t like any of the above, you’ll probably not like this blog so go ahead and block

i’ll update this and my other info pages as needed

[ffamran]

so the other day I had a dream that ff12 was crossed with rupaul’s drag race and well . . . it was an event . the gals are included too . just gonna tag every ff12 blog i know for this madness @skyvyr @soarpirate @pyrclasm @resplendcnce @dalmascasqueen @rishliocht ( apologies if anyone missedddd )

vaan is like the adore delano of the series -- always chilled out , always fun . has a mentor - pupil kind of relationship with balthier and a sort of alliance with penelo . only learned how to sinch in the waist in the finals . has the dancing ability of kim chi and alaska and has to be carried during performance challenges by penelo .

balthier is like a mix between bianca del rio and bob the drag queen -- he has SASS FOR DAYS and always has a comeback to anyone coming for him , which is a lot of people . does well in the comedy challenges . gets called out at panel every week for having a fetish for leather and for wearing crocs instead of heels . walk into the room gun first bitches .

fran is like kameron michaels mixed with a bit of aquaria -- everyone knows she’s a badass bitch and everyone in the work room has a massive crush on her . tends to be quiet and keeps to herself except for her little sisterhood with balthier . has the highest heels in the group and always serves looks in the runways .

penelo is like peppermint and nina west -- just a generally amazing , nice , kind bean who needs to be appreciated at all costs . improves in her looks thanks to coaching from fran . late bloomer and starts to blossom in the later challenges . the best dancer of the group and carries vaan during performance challenges .

ashe is like raja and sasha velour -- she’s always super calm , cool and collected and has a great head on her shoulders . serves totally unique looks ( seriously her outfit in game is something else lets be real ) and , like sasha , she comes in wearing the crown because god damn , she is the queen . 

basch and gabranth are like alyssa edwards and coco montrese -- they come into the competition with previous fallout that just comes out every episode . everyone takes the piss out of gabranth for his non existent makeup skills , but he’s kept in the competition purely for drama value with basch .

vayne is like scarlet envy -- absolutely lives for himself every damn day of the week . better reserve the best mirror in the house for this boy because he’s gonna use the whole damn thing . serves on the runway and has the best hair out of the group . everyone hates his guts though cos he causes so much drama like the vixen .

larsa is like ross matthews -- the pure assistant judge . he always comes for vayne though

ba’gamnan is like shangela and silky nutmeg ganache -- you can’t get rid of the fucking man . the moment you think you think he might be dead or just dead bored of coming back , BAM , he returns . has mad beef with balthier . the other bangaa in his lil crew are like silky’s clique in S11

bergan is like mimi imfurst . he got kicked out of the competition for fucking launching drace during their lip sync . remember kids , drag is a non contact sport .

[cartoonlonk]

Phone: DUST STORM WARNING

Me, outside with my dog: ah....well I just got it so I am fine for no---

Dust Storm: -FULL BLASTS ITSELF AT ME-

[herogravi-blog]

a visual of bakugou and deku vs all might last season

[yourmom69999999999]

it's a wild world

my first fic!!! chrissy cunningham x hargrove!f!reader

this concept has been on my mind for weeks, and im finally putting. it into writing!! lmk if anyone is interested in a sequel <3 also it's been six years since i watched st season 1 so i forget if tommy h is alive or not, also made him OOC bc i wanted to <3

pairing: chrissy cunningham x hargrove!f!reader

warnings: alcohol, homophobia, weed, mention of sex, mention of abuse

Assumptions.

You hated them.

Sure, you held the Hargrove name and all the social clout that came with it. Yes, you were on the cheer team. Fine, you got good grades, better than your twin brother's, at least.

But there was so much more there, underneath the surface. If one got close, held a magnifying glass up to your life, put your brain under a microscope, they'd find things that would blow the person you appeared to smithereens. A pariah, an exile; that's what you would be if anyone got too close, too curious.

So you hid behind a boyfriend you hated and masqueraded as the perfect, All-American girl with friends who would socially crucify you if they ever learned the truth. You coped with smoke sessions with Eddie Munson and long drives in the car you and Billy shared. You pretended to be madly in love with your boyfriend when the one you truly had eyes for was your best friend.

After all, who would assume that you were in love with Chrissy Cunningham?

--

It was during one of those smoke sessions with Eddie that the truth roared out of you, with all the violence and bravado of a tsunami.

"You and Tommy, huh?" Eddie asked, peering at you through the hazy air. You rolled the joint between your fingers, concocting an answer.

"Yeah. You disappointed or something, Eds?" you answered after a moment, taking a long puff. Eddie blinked at you, and your stomach twisted. He couldn't have a crush on you, could he? You were members of completely different social stratospheres, only becoming friends because he was the only drug dealer in this shithole town.

"Eds, I...um...look, I'm sorry if I led you on or..." you started, the relaxation of your high seemingly evaporating. Eddie's eyes widened, and his entire body begasn convulsing with laughter.

"Jesus H. Christ, absolutely not," he said between fits of laughter. "No, I can assure you that is not happening."

"Oh, okay. Good!" you cleared your throat, fearing that you were coming off as suspiciously eager. "I mean, you're good-looking and all just, you know, I'm not into the whole metalhead bad boy thing. Not saying that that's bad! Just, you know preferences-"

"For the love of God, stop talking for one second." Eddie cut you off. "Even if your preferences were in line with my appearance, it would be a no from me."

"Oh." You said softly. You detected a hint of...was it sadness? Fear? Shame? You took a hit of the joint, trying to come up with something to say. Trying to keep your mind from wondering what that tone in his voice could indicate.

"So what is your type, then?" Eddie interrupted your racing thoughts. "Clearly jocks, of some kind. But maybe something more? Maybe a skater, stoner type?"

He made a motion for the joint, which you took another hit from before passing it to him. You inhaled, visualizing the smoke curling down your throat, flowing through your lungs; you held it in until your chest felt like it was going to explode, or burst into flames, or hopefully both with the direction this conversation was going in.

"I don't have a type, I don't think." you finally exhaled. Eddie rolled his pink-rimmed eyes.

"Secrets, secrets, are no fun unless you tell everyone." He sang, waggling his eyebrows.

"You tell me your type first." you challenged.

"Fine. Tall, dark, and mysterious." Eddie quipped. You couldn't help the laugh that rippled out of you; no one else seemed to understand your sense of humor. The ridiculous charade he put on when you first bought from him had you in stitches, and the way he could make you laugh kept you coming back, first as a customer and then as a friend.

"Gotcha. How tall? 5'9, 5'10? Can she wear heels with you?" you asked. Eddie hummed to himself, and put the joint on an ashtray.

"I feel like I can really trust you." he began, his brown eyes boring into your own. The humor that was there just seconds ago seemed to have disappeared.

"Of course, Eds. And I trust you. With my life, basically. " He smiled at that and reached for your hand.

"Just promise me you won't hate me, or tell anyone? I already get enough shit from this town, I don't need another reason." Your eyes widened at this, and maybe it was the high or the sudden wave of recognition at his words, but all your inhibitions flew out the window.

"Are you..." you began slowly, giving him time to cut you off just in case you were way off base.

"Yeah," Eddie whispered. You nodded and squeezed his hand tightly. "If you're like, weirded out by that or-"

"Eds, are you kidding?" You squeezed his hand even tighter, his rings leaving an indent in your palm. "I would never be weirded out by you. You're one of my only real friends. I won't tell anyone, I swear."

He smiled, and abruptly pulled you into a bear hug.

"Thanks," he breathed. Your face was buried in his hair, and you inhaled the smell of marijuana and cheap cologne. Between the stress of school and your tumultuous home life, you had begun to equate Eddie's scent with comfort. He felt like home, you decided. His trailer was more of a home than your house, where you shared a bedroom with your stepsister while Billy got an entire room to himself, which he had baptized with impossibly loud music and constant chainsmoking. You were safe, didn't have to hold Max and comfort her while Billy and your dad fought in the living room. Didn't have to be a punching bag for Billy's subsequent outbursts. Didn't have to think about your mom, out there somewhere in California, perfectly fine while you wasted away in Hawkins.

"Eds," you began, still wrapped up in his arms. You made eye contact with the Ozzy up on his wall. Go on, he seemed to goad you. Be honest with at least one person in your life. You frowned at Ozzy, and took a deep breath. "I'm...um...you know...the same."

He pulled you in tighter and wrapped a hand around the back of your head. Tears began to prick at your eyes; right here, you realized, was the one person on Earth you trusted enough to take off the carefully constructed mask you wore around everyone.

"Fuck," you pulled away, wiping at your eyes. "I didn't mean to cry, I just...y'know, never told anyone." Eddie rubbed soothing circles on your back.

"Same here," he said. "We've got each other, right?" His ringed hand reached out to envelope yours.

"I've got you, Eds." you smiled.

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You hated parties.

That was a lie: you loved parties, you just hated these ones. The post-football victory parties in the abandoned burger shop. The ones where your boyfriend had his hard-on pressed into your back as he drunkenly swayed to rock music. The ones where you watched as Billy chatted up his new flavor of the week, knowing you would have to steal Max's Walkman later that night to drown out the sounds that your step-sister had dubbed as 'happy screams.'

Most of all, you hated seeing her with him.

Chrissy was a breath of fresh air in Hawkins. She was the sunshine you had been longing for ever since you left California for the great state of Indiana. She was the one girl on the cheer team that you felt truly comfortable with. When others talked over you at the lunch table, she kept listening to you, nodding her head and smiling.

That smile. Jesus Christ, the gnawing feeling of jealousy grew even stronger as you saw her beaming up at Jason, arms wrapped around his neck. They swayed in tandem with the music, much more graceful than your awkward shuffles as Tommy all but humped your lower back.

"D'you wanna go upstairs?" Tommy whispered in your ear. You considered your options: stew in envy as you watched the girl that you would never, ever, be able to have dance with a Christian zealot who would condemn you to Hell if he could. Or escape for a little while, no matter how awkward it was as you feigned pleasure.

"Yeah," you downed the rest of your drink. "Yeah, let's go." You tossed the cup onto the already trashed floor. You grabbed Tommy's hand and led him through the throng of drunk teens. You pretended not to see Chrissy wink at you behind Jason. You ignored the disapproving look Eddie shot you from the corner where he was doing business. You couldn't ignore Billy's glare as his hand roamed around your cheer captain's ass, though; you flipped him off, and he returned the favor. 'Classy' he mouthed. You rolled your eyes and continued pushing through the crowd. It was one thing for Billy to think you were a slut; it was quite another for him to suspect that you were a lesbian. After his treatment of Max's boyfriend, you knew he would be less than accepting of you, no matter if you were his twin or not.

You took the stairs two at a time, with Tommy close behind.

"Someone's excited," he quipped as you reached the landing. He twisted you around to face him, and kissed you, his hands running up and down your body.

Did you feel bad for playing pretend with a boy who, given the norm of Hawkins High relationships, was a sweetheart who treated you well? Yes, of course. You had started to go out with him when you were trying to deny your true feelings. After all, he was cute, and an object of desire at Hawkins; you'd be lying if you said you didn't take some sick sense of pride in the glares you got thrown your way when you walked hand-in-hand through the hallway. As time went on, you became more and more sure that you were playing a role, simply pretending to be someone else; out of desperation to preserve your social standing, though, you stuck with it, despite the guilt you felt every time he complimented you or got you a thoughtful gift. You weren't a total masochist; you knew that one day, someday, you'd have to call your and Tommy's relationship off.

But for now? His hands cupping your breasts and the liquor coursing through your veins were the only thing keeping your mind from straying to the party downstairs, where the girl that you'd been dreaming of for months was dancing with the boy that she loved.

---

You leaned your head out the window, letting the cool air blow your hair every which way.

"To your house, right Chrissy?" The driver, a sophomore on the team, asked.

"Yep! We're both getting out there, Marcus," she said. "Right?" she nudged your elbow.

"Yep," you confirmed, reluctantly bringing yourself back into the car. Chrissy smiled and leaned her head on your shoulder. You couldn't hide the smile that spread across your face as her hair tickled your neck.

"A little sleepover, ladies?" Jason jeered, eyes raking over you and Chrissy. "I'd like to see that, all those pillow fights in lacy PJs and boy talk."

"Fuck off, Jason." you grumbled. Chrissy just snuggled further into your side, seemingly oblivious to her boyfriend's skeevy comments. You tried your best to ignore the jealousy that rose up as he slid a hand up Chrissy's thigh.

"Don't be such a perv, Carver." Tommy added from the front seat. He turned around and smiled at you sympathetically as if apologizing for his friend. Another wave of guilt hit you; you were leading on a boy who would always stick up for you, even when it was from his best friend since childhood.

"All right, we're here." the sophomore interjected as he pulled up to Chrissy's house.

"C'mon, Chris. Wakey wakey," you gently tapped her knee.

"Mmkay," she sighed, her breath hitting your neck and sending shivers down your spine. After she bid goodbye to Tommy and promising to call him in the morning, you opened the door and grabbed her hand, helping her out of the car.

"Bye, ladies! Have fun," Jason called out, waggling his eyebrows. You flipped him off.

"Bye bye," Chrissy waved innocently. "Thanks, Malcolm." she smiled sweetly at the driver. You recognized the lovestruck look in his eyes as the one you had to hide whenever Chrissy walked into a room. Good luck, buddy, you thought.

---

"Had so much fun tonight," Chrissy sighed contentedly, rolling over to face you. "Did you have fun?"

"Yeah, of course," you smiled, trying your best to ignore the proximity of your faces.

"You and Tommy are so sweet," she said.

"Yeah, he's great," you added. "Jason's great, too." you added quickly,

"Not really," she whispered. "He can be such a pig when he drinks." Her brows furrowed, a feeling you can't place clouding her pretty features.

"You heard what he said in the car?" you asked, curiosity getting the best of you. She nodded and rolled onto her back. You observed her side profile, admiring her gently sloped nose and full lips.

"It's just...do you ever feel..." she started, and then stopped. She examined her cuticles before continuing. "Like, you're faking it? Like everyone has this idea of you and you can't do anything about it?"

You inhaled sharply, and her eyes met yours.

"Yeah, yeah. I get it," you assured her. She smiled and reached a hand out to twirl a piece of your hair around her finger.

"Pretty," she whispered. You blinked, not letting yourself look like that one word just took all the air out of your lungs. "You're so pretty."

"You too, Chris," you say. "Prettiest girl in Hawkins." As soon as the words leave your mouth, you regret them. You curse the last beer you had at the party, letting you drunkenly confess at least one of your lovestruck thoughts about the girl next to you.

"No one's ever told me that before," she smiles, tucking the strand of hair she was playing with behind your ear. You close your eyes, relieved at her reaction. You freeze when you feel her plush lips press a chaste kiss on your forehead. "You're my best friend," she whispers, close enough for you to feel her breath on your cheek.

"Mine too," you respond, trying to keep your heart from launching out of your chest.

"G'night," Chrissy says softly, withdrawing her hand from your hair and turning to turn off the light.

"G'night, Chris," you whisper into the dark, letting a smile creep across your face.

Every touch, every sweet word, every smile, and every shared laugh; they were sacred to you, rare opportunities for you to let yourself believe in the impossible.

What you didn't know was that as you drifted off into a tipsy, blissful sleep, Chrissy was awake, stomach in knots as she mentally scolded herself for letting her true feelings come out.

[mrpenguinpants]

Xiao: First Kiss HCs

I’m so sorry it took me actually forever to reply to you. But I really hope you like this and it was somewhat worth the wait;; I tried really hard but ty for liking my Xiao content and yes! Let’s be absolute trash for Xiao. In this house we only believe in Xiao supremacy 💕💕

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Semi Part 1: Friendship

Semi Part 2: Falling in Love

Semi Part 3: Cuddles

Semi Part 4: Protective

Semi Part 5: Affection

Semi Part 6: Jealously

Semi Part 8: Opposites Attract

Semi Part 9:  String of Fate [Soulmate] HCs

Semi Part 10:  [ Fainting ]

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Childe Ver: First Kiss HCs

Venti & Kaeya: Mistletoe HCs

Venti, Xingqiu, and Razor: Kissing HCs

Considering how many more Xiao fics I need to write. This semi part link might not be a good idea lol. Also let’s ignore if I wrote in a kiss in a previous post haha.

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Xiao: First Kiss HCs

When you and Xiao first got together. It was a slow and steady process of learning each other boundaries and what felt comfortable. Xiao knew he was a difficult partner but you loved him and even becoming his friend was a slow and worthwhile adventure. It started off small leading from small handholding, to cuddling, to showing each other affection. But the one area that you both weren’t familiar in was kisses. He was an isolated adepti and you were an adventurer. You didn’t have any experience in being kissed and Xiao sure as hell didn’t either. Plus it was a lot more intimate and nerve wracking compared to holding hands and that was an hard hill to tackle in itself.

You didn’t mind that he wasn’t comfortable with initiating affection or never went in or talked about kisses. You were just happy that he was by your side and that your love was reciprocated. That he was comfortable in your presence and seemed content in your arms. It still made you a bit giddy when you reflected on how far you both came and that was enough for you. Xiao, on the other hand, couldn’t exactly say the same. While he was happy and he was content, he couldn’t help but feel that maybe your relationship was too one-sided? He knew that you were comfortable and okay with waiting for him to work out his issues and figuring out how to love again but he also really wanted to do more. He just wasn’t sure how to start.

It suddenly dawned on him one day when he saw you off on your next journey, that he had never really kissed you. Even a small goodbye kiss. It was usually you initiating affection or giving words of love and you always told him that it didn’t matter if he said it or not. His actions said more which always made him flush a bit. But on slow and quiet days where you were off on another adventure and Liyue was calm, he couldn’t help but let his mind wander to you. To your face, your bright eyes that would light up whenever you talked about the interesting sights you saw on your journey, the curve of your nose whenever he tapped it when you started to ramble on to much, your lips and how they would spread into a soft smile when it was just the two of you.

Xiao quickly flipped himself up into a sitting position and groaned into his hands. What was happening to him? He needed to take a walk to clear his mind again. He’s been going out a lot since he met you. He had faced an army of demons and fought in a war and yet this felt like the hardest challenge of his entire thousand year long life. He could almost hear Guizhong’s laughter at his predicament and her words of wisdom saying to take whatever problem he had and face it head on. Just without his spear. The spear needs to stay home.

So the next time you visited Wangshu Inn he asked for you to close your eyes. You complied but you were surprised, sitting by the railing facing Liyue up on the balcony. Was he going to gift you something? This was the first time he asked you to close your eyes but you trusted him. You could almost feel the anxiety waving off Xiao so you kept quiet and patient and waited for him to be ready.

He was ready. He could do this. You weren’t even looking at him so what was there to be worried about? He slowly leaned in, just hovering above your lips. But then he leaned back a bit, flushing red. He nearly chewed his lip before stopping since you probably didn’t want to taste blood. It wasn’t that he wasn’t ready or he thought that you would hate it, he was just nervous in messing up. What if his accidently transformed? What if he accidently pushed you off the railing? Even worse, what if someone showed up and saw you both like this?

Turns out he didn’t need to worry. Somewhat. Zhongli, who Xiao knew now was actually Rex Lapis in disguise, made a sudden appearance behind him. The whiplash of suddenly seeing his Master, the nervous butterfly’s fluttering in his stomach, and pep talk Xiao was trying to pound into his mind made him suddenly lurch forward and kiss you deeply. A bit too deeply as his little fangs nipped at your bottom lip.

“Zhongli!?”

“Rex Lapis?!”

You both quickly broke apart as your eyes flew open when you heard the man but also surprise at the sudden but, not completely unpleasant, pain and pressure on your lips. You could almost see the soul leave Xiao’s body when he spun around to see the surprised Zhongli. It was silent for a moment, all three of you just staring at each other. You were still processing what the hell just happened, Xiao was trying to find a way to astral project, and Zhongli was computing the fact that yes, the ever grumpy and “don’t touch me” yaksha both had a lover and was in the middle of...courting.

“Oh. My apologies. I wasn’t aware you were both occupied. I shall take my leave and visit another day then.” Zhongli simply nodded and left before you or Xiao could say anything. You both stared at the empty figure of where Zhongli was before you started to burst into laughter at the situation. You really felt bad, you did honestly, but with all the overwhelming emotions you couldn’t help but laugh.

“I’m...sorry. I didn’t know he was going to visit today,” Xiao muttered as he pressed his hand into his face and groaned at the embarrassing moment. You could see the tips of his ears were getting redder by the second which made you chuckle. For such a fearsome Yaksha he was really cute sometimes.

“It’s okay Xiao. I don’t mind. But are you alright?” you stifled the last of your giggles and reached out to pull him closer and remove his hand from his red face before cupping his cheek. He huffed but leaned into your hand. He really was sometimes like a cat.

“Are you hurt? Was I...too forward?” Xiao asked but he still wouldn’t look you in the eye. The floor was very interesting this afternoon. Wood was nice. Wood was good.

“No! It was...nice,” you answered, starting to go a bit pink yourself now before you felt a stinging pain in the corner of your lip, “Ah. I think you might accidently bit my lip though.”

“I see,” Xiao was now looking at you with his piercing eyes as he watched your small pink tongue brush over the corner of your bottom lip. His attention began to focus on that small part as the world seem to narrow down. Just the two of you. But unlike when you both would lie on top of the inn and watch the sun go down he felt hungry.

“Do you-”

Before you could ask anything Xiao suddenly pounced and pressed his lips against yours in a heated kiss. He took you by surprise but you quickly recovered as you gripped the purple ribbon on his back and yanked him forward as his hands slammed against the railing, trapping you. You felt his tongue press against your lips as you slowly opened them to let him in. It was overwhelming and you were sure if you hadn’t been grabbing onto the purple ribbon you would have fell over but then a sudden deep rumble snapped you out of your trance.

“Xiao? Are you...Are you purring?” you giggled when you got a tiny but of separation from the lack of air but he frowned at you, really it looked more like a pout, before leaning over once again.  Just barely brushing over your lips as he whispered

“Meow”

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This isn’t even OOC anymore. I feel like I’m writing a fucking k-drama right now, what am I doing anymore? English? Huh? I do not compute.

I’ve just awakened something in me with Cat! Xiao and I am flying with it (and casually ignoring lore. Isn’t he a bird?). Heading straight for the stratosphere and you cannot stop me. Just gonna hide away in shame now don’t look at me.

Okay. Time to commit sleep for uh 2 hours lol. I’m really tired but I feel kinda proud of myself haha. Tomorrow’s fics are going to be Venti, Lisa and Diluc pairing, and Venti and Barbara pairing. Good night!

Oh, and yes there is a lot more Xiao content to come and uhh might continue this cat!xiao idea. Unless that’s too weird. I’m sorry don’t shame me pls 😰

my god tumble just work. i dont want to deal with you and your tags. 

[worldguardian]

@landscapingfan said: was there a mistake in CoM? i wasn't aware of that (but im also not hugely informed about it, i only played it once)

so CoM had a lot of goofiness in it, largely people acting very out of character and also the fact that the player character didn’t really need to be involved at all but much of the OOC-ness can be put down to a combination of the writers having to try and distribute dialogue evenly amongst every character, thus no single character really got to have a properly big, fleshed out speaking role (aside from azzy, zaros, and arguably kharshai),

and also the fact that two of those aforementioned major characters were probably not in the best place mentally for the duration. zaros having to recall the betrayal and azzy having to not only relive that through their bond, but also literally relive it through divination memory shit wouldn’t have been the greatest time for them, ya dig!

but anyway i’m blathering. i could talk a lot about CoM.

the big “mistake” in CoM was, like i sort of mentioned, something that you could actually work with. you could either ignore it outright or find other things in-canon to explain it with to make it Less Stupid.

the mistake was two-fold: the reveal that zamorak had been there personally when seren came to the mahjarrat posing as mah and taught them the rituals. right from the off, this reveal COMPLETELY fucks the timeline of mahjarrat history. it makes zamorak - and by extension, almost every other mahjarrat, because zamorak is one of the oldest - either WAY older or WAY younger (we’ll get to that) than you would otherwise suspect. this also naturally necessitates that azzy was there for this moment as well, since he’s The oldest.

first of all, the idea that any currently living mahjarrat was alive for this thing that supposedly happened so far in their culture’s past that none of them even believe mah is real anymore is just capital-f Fucking Stupid. this cultural turning point that shaped their entire history and put them down the path of becoming the bloodthirsty, violent, warlike species that they are today? the thing that happened so far into their species history that it’s literally part of their own creation myth by the present day?

nah lmao not only did that happen within living memory, it didn’t even happen within living memory of the oldest member of their species, because:

BILRACH WAS THERE TOO.

this is the second part of this mistake, and instead of being the result of just not thinking the implications of things through like the first bit, this part is directly because of NOT KNOWING THEIR OWN FUCKING LORE.

everything wrong with “zamorak was there when seren taught them the rituals” so far can either be ignored or teeth-grittingly headcanoned into making sense. but the mere addition of bilrach popping in to say “hey i remember that shit too! i was there!” fucks it ALL THE WAY INTO THE STRATOSPHERE

why?

because bilrach is one of the youngest mahjarrat! in mahjarrat memories, bilrach is described as being young by the time of the move to gielinor. combine this with khazard probably being the only mahjarrat born on gielinor, and that makes bilrach like, the second or third-youngest mahjarrat!

so if he was there too then this shit happened like barely ten thousand years ago! so not only is zamorak way younger than you’d think, but so is azzy, the guy who’s so brain-breakingly old that even the other mahjarrat find his age incredible!

WHAT THE FUCK!

there is seriously so much that this one singular decision fucks up that i could keep at this for several paragraphs more but i’ll spare you because god damn. unfortunately they hardcore doubled down on this in future updates in way that made it CATASTROPHICALLY MORE STUPID because this one flub makes anything else based on it go to shit

end rant

[va1iant-viridity]

Ok this might be OOC, but hear me out on this.

For an augment swap, Dys having the resistance to cold/heat and Tangent having literal no fear.

Me and a dear friend of mine briefly ruminated on how having no fear would affect someone like Tangent and we both joked about how she would try to turn herself into almost like a human guinea pig, spotting and eating mold off the wall to see what effect it will have on her body. Her disregard for her own personal health would still be present, but I like to imagine that in this scenario, it would manifest in her consuming the most random shit imaginable and experiments on herself 🤣.

As a result of this, Dys would have to constantly watch over his twin to prevent her from eating an obviously moldy sandwich. Once in awhile, back in the Stratospheric, you would hear a loud "TANG NO!" or "TANG DON'T PUT THAT IN YOUR MOUTH!" echoing throughout the ship's metal walls. This surprisingly keeps them close, but also, causes him to develop an interest in being a nurse, having to learn medical stuff at a young age to tend to Tangent after she injured herself from self experimentation multiple times.

(So yay for Instance having another assistant in the Medbay?)

But also imagine the two becoming an explorer duo (man I guess I'm really obsessed with explorer duos with Dys 😅). Dys, not only coming in with medical aid just in case, having to physically restrain fearless Tangent from recklessly approaching a pair of manticores.

But what does anyone think about this possible dynamic? Is it too OOC for these characters? I'm up for interpretations!

But in all seriousness, just imagine Dys in a doctor's lab coat... I feel like we're on the brink of something new people :P

[mephiles-heritage-posts]

(OOC: I FORGOT TO TURN ON ANON FOR THE LAST ASK OOPS)

Now, if I may ask, what exactly…IS going on? I’ve been attempting to follow what events I can, but there’s very few mirrors in space. Not to mention that I’m somewhat unable to fully enter any reflections for an unknown reason…not to mention my original counterpart watching me like a hawk as always.

That is quite a complicated question, unfortunately. There are many twists and turns to the story, some of which I don't even completely understand myself. 

As far as I can tell, there are several different factions at play: the obvious ones being Shadow and Super Sonic, still duking it out in the stratosphere. I like them. They’re...fascinating.

Then there are the three in Eggman’s old base, trying to utilize some truly wonderful gemstones: what I wouldn’t give to see what kind of powers those could unleash in the right hands...

And, of course, there’s plenty of other chaos constantly going on that’s much less interesting, to me at least.

[seashq]

students !   it is time for summer vacation and our eighth land destination of the semester. exciting !  the ss university will be docked in california until we resume travel on august 26th, 2021. students will not have access to the ship during this time. starting monday, august 9th, students will be required to leave the ship and either travel home, go somewhere else, or travel to the school-sponsored summer vacation destination of las vegas, nevada.

ooc guidelines and notes: students are highly encouraged to split their time between home/travel and las vegas !  this means you can have remote threads  ( text threads, written gif threads of students on the phone/facetime/skype, etc. )  as well as threads in vegas with the rest of the student body. we don’t care about timeline during this event so don’t stress about organizing your time. students writing from home and in vegas can happen simultaneously. the main thing we want to ensure is that no one is left out or isolated during this event since it is so long, so we highly suggest you have your student spend at least a little time in vegas so you can properly write with everyone. if we see people bubble rping during this event we will break it up and contact you privately. 

on that note, students may travel in pairs, but unless they are family we will not let groups of 3+ students travel together to various places. since this is a long event, it will lead to cliques and we absolutely are not going to allow that. 

during their time in las vegas, students will be at the world famous caesers palace hotel & casino. this luxe resort hosts more than 20 restaurants, 7 pools, spas, casinos, theaters and various shows, and stunning architecture. students can room alone or with whoever they want i pairs. the vegas strip of hotels is highly connected though, so students will have access to visit all the other major hotels and see their themes, arcades, shows, events, spas, and whatever else they may have. students will be on summer vacation for travel and in las vegas starting august 9th, monday morning, and return to the ss university on thursday morning, august 26th. beginning tomorrow, all open starters must be tagged with #seasevent and take place off ship at students’ travel destination or in las vegas. post new starters for the event and make new connections !  you may continue old threads during this time, too. 

below are some ideas of tourist destinations and things to do while in vegas:

tons and tons of casinos for 21+ students

blue man show at the luxor

forum shops at caesars palace

hot air balloon rides

helicopter tours of the city and canyons

hoover dam

grand canyon day trip

ziplines

emerald cave kayak tour

luxury car rentals

murder mystery dinner shows

high roller observation deck

red rock canyons

mob museum

grand canal shops at the venetian

bellagio botanical garden

fashion show mall

stratosphere tower

titanic exhibiton

gold & silver pawn shop

neon sign graveyard museum

freemont street

shelby car museum

skiing at mount charleston

cirque du soleil

haunted museum

coca cola factory

mnm factory

springs nature preserve 

arcade at nyc casino 

mini theme park at circus circus

madame tussauds

shark reef aquarium

secret garden & dolphin habitat 

flamingo wildlife habitat

las vegas motor speedway

mandalay bay beach

las vegas natural history museum

plenty of local shows, concerts, etc. check stubhub for realistic suggestions. keep in mind our rp is not during the pandemic, so if you see anything closed due to the pandemic, ignore this. we are on an alternate timeline. ty !

and many, many other places. we recommend you check out some online travel guides.

behave, students. don’t give our university a bad name. no vegas weddings. please like & reblog this post once read so we know everyone sees. -dean murphy