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(tagged by @nabaath-areng and @amberwound, ty lovelies! 💖)

last song: jade - the mission

favourite colour: i'm an indecisive bastard with a multitude of favourite colours, but if i have to pick just one i'll generally pick orange. (partly because so many people list it as their least fave and i feel oddly defensive! what did orange ever do to you, sheesh.)

currently watching: saiyuki reload zeroin (& by "currently watching" i mean "watched half of the first episode and stopped there bc my attention span's shot to shit". the executives. they function't. you understand.)

last movie: uhhh shit i don't watch a lotta movies idk. but i think the last one was the yin-yang master (2021). (not to be confused with the yin-yang master: dream of eternity (2020), a different adaptation of the same source material, though it made me wish i was watching that one instead.)

sweet/spicy/savoury: all of them simultaneously. take my hand, we're making spicy peanut butter noodle stir fry.

relationship status: single and NOT ready to mingle. god pls don't make me get out there again, i got anxiety.

current obsessions: made a solution nine-based oc to explore the horrors of memory loss and grieving things you've forgotten; then made his Tragically Dead Husband and got way too attached to them both. send help?

last thing in my search history: "ffxiv troll mount". (ya boi got 3 lines on WT for the first time! had to preview all the mounts available from khloe's gold certificates. i got the freaky long moon cactus fyi. ✨)

tagging! @mrlarkstin @cyborgpulsebooks @gobbie-boom @nozomikei @voidsentprinces (no obligation ofc! also anyone seeing this who likes to do these kinda things pls consider yourself tagged.)

[jdtrashman]

Countdown To Dawntrail Week 3: Yotsuyu

Week 3 of @voidsentprinces' countdown to dawntrail series. About damn time I got around to Beloch

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The legend lives on, from the Chippewa on down

Of the big lake they called Gitche Gumee.

The lake, it is said, never gives up her dead

When the skies of November turn gloomy.

Beloch Bluesail stood up and back from the corpse of his father, blood dripping from his still-clenched fist. For a while there was no sound but the creak of the wood as the seas wrapped against the walls of the great barque they rode aboard. The Maritime Maiden. The only home Beloch had ever known for 19 years.

The pirates had found him as a baby off the coast of Doma, the lone survivor of a shipwreck. The au ra's small, scaly blue body had been wrapped in a blue sail - hence the name - as a final, desperate act by his birth father to keep his son warm. Beloch was raised by the captain of the crew as his only son, and for 19 years, things were good. Or at least he thought they were.

The truth was, in the past year, there had been signs that the captain had been hiding things from him. More money had been coming in, whose source was unknown. Then, earlier tonight, Beloch had come to bid his father goodnight and heard...strange sounds coming from his quarters. The door was cracked open, from which the sound of strangled sobs and heavy breathing could be heard. Against all better judgement, Beloch inched closer to the door and peered inside.

The next thing he knew, he was standing over his father, dead. He slowly turned to the girl. No older than he was, clothes torn, body curled up and shaking with sobs, a single terrified eye gazing at him through long black hair. Twelve only knew what he looked like to her.

Beloch's mind began to race. How long had this sort of thing been happening? He slowly walked over to his fathe-to the captain's desk, and began rifling through the drawers. What he found chilled him to the bone. A while, turns out. A long, long while. For the past year and a half, this ship had taken up the business of smuggling people. With the captain clearly getting to enjoy some of the goods himself. This latest...shipment, was from a bunch of raiders who kidnapped half a village's worth of people. Nothing in the papers spoke of anyone else being bought, just this one. Which made things simpler.

Beloch made his way back over to the young woman. Gently, slowly, he crouched down on one knee and held out the hand that wasn't covered in blood. "Come with me," he said. "we need to get you off this ship."

With a load of iron ore, twenty-six thousand tons more

Than the Edmund Fitzgerald weighed empty,

That good ship and crew was a bone to be chewed,

When the gales of November came early

13 years later, Beloch found himself back in Doma. Last time he was here was the day before he burnt his life to the bottom of the sea. Now he was here to help set it free from Garlean occupation. Not quite what he had signed up for when he accepted Minfillia's job offer 2 years ago, but whatever.

"There she is," growled Gosetsu. Beloch peeked over Allie and Rhea to get a look at the "Witch of Doma". And when he saw her face, no longer twisted in fear, but now stretched into a contemptuous sneer as Garlean soldiers at her flank bullied the helpless villagers, his heart sank into his knotted-up stomach. His head felt light and woozy, and he almost fell over from the shock.

"Beloch?" asked Allie, placing a hand on his arm. "Yo, babe, you okay?" Rhea perked up at Allie's concern and joined her in checking on him. It was here that he finally noticed how hard he had been breathing.

"I-I uh, I just," he sputtered, trying to stay calm and quiet. Now everyone was looking at him. He never liked sharing his past, so burdened with shame he had been for the past decade. But Musosai's wisdom rang in his head: it was time to tell them. If not now, then when? "I...I know her."

The ship was the pride of the American side

Coming back from some mill in Wisconsin

As the big freighters go, it was bigger than most

With a crew and a captain well seasoned

Concluding some terms, with a couple of steel firms

When they left, fully loaded, for Cleveland

Then later that night, when the ship's bell rang out

Could it be the north wind they'd been feelin'?

Later that night, Beloch did indeed tell them everything around the fire. Ophianne didn't look surprised, but she was clearly relieved at him finally getting this off his back. Q'ihnn remained stoic, unreadable, but relaxed. Maybe that was compassion, maybe not. It was hard to tell with him. Mitnu tried to remain stoic, but it was clear that she wasn't expecting it. The twins looked horrified, and Lyse looked pissed. Neither emotion seemed directed at him, though, which was a good sign.

Allie and Rhea, meanwhile, stayed close to him, even as he curled in on himself when the story reached its bloody end. The look in Allie's eyes...he had never seen her make that face before. It was like the girl she used to be had come out and put the beast away for just a moment. If this wasn't one of the most uncomfortable nights of his entire life, he'd commit the face to memory. And Rhea, his Starshine, just held his hand and kept her gaze firmly on him as he talked. He definitely did not deserve even one of these girls, so what'd a lunkhead like him do to get two at once?

"So you saved her?" Lyse asked with an edge to her voice. Understandable, given what Yotsuyu had turned into.

"Yes." he made no excuses. He was the reason these people were suffering, no covering that up.

Lyse crossed her arms and breathed outward, hard. "Good."

"Good?"

"Good. You saved a girl being brutalized, even though it cost you everything."

"You did the right thing, Beloch," Rhea chimed in softly.

"Yeah," Allie added. "what she did with her life ain't your bill to foot."

Beloch wanted to believe them. But something in his mind held onto the responsibility.

No, it had to be him that ended this.

Well the wind in the wires made a tattle-tale sound

When the wave broke over the railing

And every man knew, as the captain did too

T'was the witch of November come stealin'

The plan was to assassinate Zenos and Yotsuyu both in one fell swoop. It would be done quickly, cleanly, under cover of night.

And according to Q'ihnn, it would be done without him.

"I get it, I do," Q'ihnn said with arms crossed. "But you're too close to this, too close to her. You and her meeting won't go well, and we're only going to get one shot at this."

"Golden boy, do not fuck me on this, I swear," Beloch growled down at the miqote.

"I'm sorry, Beloch, but you know I'm right on this." With that, Q'ihnn left to join up with Yugiri and Allie.

There was no way that he was convinced that that was going to keep him away, was there? He didn't even lock the door. Honestly, Beloch was disappointed more than anything else.

He waited until they were far enough ahead that they wouldn't notice a trail, and he found a hiding spot out of their sight.

And he waited.

The dawn came late and the breakfast had to wait

When the gales of November came slashin'

When afternoon came, it was freezin' with rain

In the face of a hurricane westwind

By the time Beloch got there, the fighting was already well underway. Allie and Q'ihnn had Zenos handled - well, better handled than they did back in Ala Mhigo - while past them laid...her.

"Where is my brute?!" she demanded. "Honestly, of all the times."

"Yotsuyu." she stopped, and looked to her right, and found Beloch standing there. It took a moment, but recognition finally dawned on her, summoning a look in her eyes that lay somewhere between shock and rage.

"You..."

It began to rain.

When suppertime came, the old cook came on deck, sayin'

"Fellas, it's too rough to feed ya."

At seven PM, a main hatchway caved in,

He said, "Fellas, it's been good to know ya."

"What are ya doin, Yotsuyu?" he asked. The rain picked up speed, great sheets of water blowing across the land. The clangs and booms of Allie and Q'ihnn's battle with the prince battled for dominance against the whoosh of the winds.

"What am I doing?!" she asked, growing angrier. "How dare you! How dare you ask me that!!!" from her kimono, she pulled a revolver and pointed it at him. Sadly, he drew his sword. "I am learning from the lessons you taught me! The lesson I learned the night a man tore my abuser off of me and beat him to death with his bare hands. The lesson I learned as that man proceeded to slaughter an entire ship's crew. The lesson I learned, watching that ship burn and sink from my dingy bound back for Doma."

"...alright, kid," he muttered, readying his blade. "What did I teach you that led to all this?"

"That the world only makes sense, when you FORCE IT TO!!!"

She fired.

The captain wired in, he had water comin' in

And the good ship and crew was in peril

His sword, and a bullet. A move Musosai taught him. A move he had pulled off a thousand times, requiring total focus and center of self. His focused eyes caught the bullet, his senses slowing time for accuracy, and he swung.

And the bullet shattered his blade, and struck into his chest.

And later that night, when his lights went outta sight

Came The Wreck of the Edmund Fitzgerald!

His consciousness drifted in and out after that, only the loudest noises making it through the haze. He faintly remembered Allie screaming as he fell, the feeling of his body being moved, the sound of Yugiri screaming for a table to be cleared. After that, all went quiet.

Does anyone know where the love of god goes

When the waves turn the minutes to hours?

The searchers all say they'd have made whitefish bay

If they'd put fifteen more miles behind her.

Allie and Rhea stayed by Beloch's side for the week that followed, as he drifted in and out of consciousness. Occasionally he would wake up, but not look at them. Judging by his eyes whenever they opened, it was out of shame.

Rhea gently held Allie by the shoulders as she watched their lover sleep. "He'll be alright, darling," she said softly. "C'mon, you need to sleep."

"Not until he wakes up for good," she said. She took one of Rhea's hands in hers. Off to the side, Ophianne sat and quietly read. Somehow more certain than either of them that he would wake up any minute. "At least this time I'll be here to greet him when he wakes up."

They might have split up, or they might have capsized

They may have broke deep and took water

And all that remains, is the faces and names

Of the wives and the sons and the daughters

For a moment, Beloch is back in that horrible night, watching his life burn from a dingy, the girl he burnt it all for sailing away in her own boat, growing harder to see with each passing moment.

He looked down at his hands. Bathed in firelight, the blood practically glimmered. Or perhaps that was simply the tears?

The young Beloch's face fell into his bloody hands and sobbed loudly. But no one was there.

Lake Huron rolls, Superior sings

In the rooms of her ice-water mansion

Ole Michigan steams like a young man's dreams

The islands and bays are for sportsmen

And farther below Lake Ontario

Takes in what Lake Erie can send her

And the iron boats go, as the mariners all know

With the gales of November remembered

Beloch awoke at last. Everything hurt, but nowhere more than his heart. Whether it was because of the bullet wound, or having to admit that Q'ihnn was absolutely correct in his assessment.

He looked around, saw Allie, Rhea, and Ophianne, all asleep. That was what he had expected. What he didn't expect was all the others, and even a few Namai villagers, all sleeping as well. It was late at night, and no one, clearly, had expected him to awaken until morning. Yet they were all there anyway.

Beloch gazed up at the ceiling. That night, he had considered going with Yotsuyu. Make sure she got to shore safely. He had let her go alone, concluding that she didn't want to be around him. Maybe if he had insisted, things would've turned out differently. If he had just let go of his stubborn pride for one minute, these people wouldn't have suffered. Maybe.

He was too weak still to wake them, and Allie in particular looked like she was overdue for sleep. So, he just stared at his two favorite girls. kept his eyes firmly on them, to keep himself going. He needed to keep going.

He needed to settle things with Yotsuyu.

In a musty old hall, in Detroit they prayed

In the maritime sailor's cathedral

The church bell chimed, til it rang twenty-nine times

For each man on the Edmund Fitzgerald

The legend lives on, from the Chippewa on down,

Of the big lake they called Gitche Gumee

Superior they said, never gives up her dead

When the gales of November come early...

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I posted 1,782 times in 2022

450 posts created (25%)

1,332 posts reblogged (75%)

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I tagged 1,762 of my posts in 2022

Only 1% of my posts had no tags

#all queued up - 459 posts

#my mutuals - 301 posts

#asks and replies - 169 posts

#oc: paint it black - 144 posts

#yume aino - 141 posts

#evening reblog for those that didn’t catch it earlier - 122 posts

#i love (1) crystal catboy - 120 posts

#next day reblog - 109 posts

#source: meepsthemiqo - 106 posts

#ffxiv fanart - 98 posts

Longest Tag: 133 characters

#this was me in hiding the fact that i really wanted to ship yume with g’raha all along but never felt that i was good enough to do so

My Top Posts in 2022:

#5

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#2

Why is Shadowbringers awesome?

Because the main villain, Emet-Selch, is a villain with some heroic qualities, while one of the most prominent heroes, the Crystal Exarch, is a hero with some villainous qualities. Subverting expectations, villains mirroring heroes and all that.

While it’s widely discussed in the fandom about Emet’s subversion of the villain archetype, the Crystal Exarch’s subversion of the hero archetype is not brought up nearly enough, and that makes me sad.

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My #1 post of 2022

New Official Artwork of G’raha Tia via Twitter

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This is SO BEAUTIFUL and SO EPIC!!! I love this so much!!! The imagery and the words!!! SO GOOD!!! Thank you Void, this is wonderful and it made me smile. Thank you so much my friend!! 😻🥰💖

“Through fire and water. From the lowest dungeon to the highest peak, I fought him […]  Until at last, I threw down my enemy and smote his ruin upon the mountainside. Darkness took me. And I strayed out of thought and time. Stars wheeled overhead, and every day was as long as the life age of the earth.”

[placesyoucallhome]

LIGHT SOURCES // Q’RUHKA

sun rays.

effervescent smiles, dandelion puffs, bare feet, beach waves, flowers pressed into books, champagne glasses, rose-gold eye shadow, boho skirts, wire-rimmed glasses, hair in loose waves, kaleidoscope eyes, sunshine in your hair, fire in your soul.

incandescent bulbs.

crop tops, floral print, dancing in the rain, quiet defiance, hand-knit beanies, rosé, painted bookmarks, marble floors, cirrus clouds against a blue sky, polaroid pictures, hands held, fingers intertwined, flower crowns, baby bluebirds.

stardust.

lace bralettes, brisk breezes, jasmine-scented perfume, books with yellowed pages, tracking constellations, sterling silver, violin music, chess games, iced coffee, glittery dresses, high heels, secret grins, midnight meetings, wishing upon a star.

candle flames.

denim jackets, gladiator sandals, braided hair, messenger bags, movies at the cinema, stolen kisses, wax-sealed envelopes, haiku poetry, cherry wood, succulents, fountain pens, jigsaw puzzles, soft tired eyes, hidden smiles, cuddling with someone you trust.

moonbeams.

newspapers, over-sized sweaters, dancing shadows, fleece throws, cutoff shorts, piano chords, red wine, messy buns, embossed journals, a hint of blush dusted across your cheeks, freshly fallen snow, tranquil solitude, burning incense, light hair and dark skin.

auroras.

combat boots, burgundy lips, infectious laughter, spiral-bound notebooks, pencils used down to the stub, ripped jeans, painted nails, cloud-watching, summer thunderstorms, hiking trails, vinyl records, film cameras, skating on a frozen lake, hot chocolate by the fire.

fireworks.

dancing until the break of dawn, Heelys, being wheeled around in a shopping cart by your best friend, the euphoria of soaring through the air, being excited for what the future holds, group hugs, colorful tattoos, bronzer-highlighted cheeks, hugging a stuffed animal, lifting a child onto your shoulders, space buns, bright streaks in your hair.

Tagged by: @yshai-tia​ like foreverrrrr ago because I’m a lump of useless rn

Tagging! @way-to-the-future​ @ffxiv-sunderedsouls​ @venombrand​ @voidsentprinces​ @aroseyetbloomedwrites​ @trishelle​ @houserosaire​ no idea who’s done this or not so all y’all have fun

[alun-ura]

Character Profile (Music Edition): Alun Ura

For many of us, music is a source of inspiration for our characters, so I want to know what songs inspire and/or relate to your muse! Choose between 10-15 songs, compile them into an album and tag some friends to share the beat! On Our Knees - Konoba Feel it in your bones, The need for something more The more and more you wait It's burning you Slow Life - Of Monsters and Men Why are they shaking their heads? We're stuck in slow life, Is it the beating of the chest, That makes us fear the rest? Rightfully - Mili Chained onto me  Pulling, dragged me deep All my body exposed Marked up by your shadows Revenge Syndrome - SirHamnet Cover It is a syndrome of revenge; The ends will justify the means Says the twisted heroine: “It serves you right, you weakling!” Echo - 【ゆり】Cover We need no insanity nor inhumanity Lose all your mentality, originality Live oh, so happily; Yes, you'd rather be Dreaming in fantasy, normally, naturally

Duvet - BOA And you don't seem to understand All the fears you hold so dear You know that it means so much And you don't even feel a thing

The Beast - shannon There are things that I would rather leave unsaid Fear of opening a long forgotten wound There inside the castle that I built all for myself It was filled with an emptiness so deep that I could drown RUNAWAY - half•alive I hold my life out in front of me, dreams of who I want to be And seeing every empty page; But I find that everything I am is everything I should be I don’t need to runaway YeYe - ゆらゆら Let's say we are not weak, standing in a strong attitude; Just looking forward. Lost Time Memory - JubyPhonic Cover Back in the days Where I had hid in the haze; Slowly running ablaze And burning RED in my brain.  Antichlorobenzene - iciko Cover I say that I'm going to make everything in this world right I deceived a stray cat by saying I can make everything right I make a promise I can't even keep, and drown myself in self-satisfaction That's why even to this day I'm exposed, I'm broken, I'm rusted, I'm crumbled envy. - horizon Cover I can’t feel, I can’t feel it all the same But my soul, my soul belongs to me I am living in the place of a girl That bruised and broke and shattered But I am me, and I will not break easily aawake at night - half•alive I’ve wrestled with the truth for quite some time But I’ve been drowning in this restless mind I’m sick of being so unsatisfied; tell me if this answer’s right Gotta knock a little harder - Platina Jazz Cover Suddenly it occurred to me, The reason for the run and hide had totaled my existence Everything left on the other side, could never be much worse than this I faced the door and all my shame, Tearin' off each piece of chain until they all were broken Took a couple liberties with lyric formatting for aesthetic purposes. I could have done it as a timeline thingy but also no cause i got lazy whOOPS, anyway this is a fun one so I’m curious to see yalls song stuff :eyes: Tagged by: @yokasaris​ Tagging: @loslorien​​ @a-friendly-spooky-doot​​ @thegildenheart​​ @avocado-bruhvado​​ ​ @vysaldhe​​ @impracticalhorns​​ @claihn​​ @voidsentprinces​​  @liott-monar​​  @draenei-tales​​  @weaveroftruth​​ @othard​​ @lordofcrowns​​ @mischiefandmystics​​ @drachenlance​ ​ @eruru-ffxiv​​​ @lizard-grandma​​ @lareine-kira​​ @omnihealer​​ @rifted-vitale​​​ @holyja​​ @morlipie​

[placesyoucallhome]

Character Profile (Music Edition): Q’ruhka Tia

For many of us, music is a source of inspiration for our characters, so I want to know what songs inspire and/or relate to your muse! Choose between 10-15 songs, compile them into an album and tag some friends to share the beat!

The Good Times are Killing Me- Modest Mouse

Got dirt, got air, got water and I know you can carry on The good times are killing me Enough hair of the dog to make myself an entire rug The good times are killing me Have one, have twenty more "one mores" and oh it does not relent The good times are killing me Shit-kicker city slickers who all wanted me dead The good times are killing me

Don’t Threaten Me With a Good Time- Panic! At the Disco

I'm a scholar and a gentleman And I usually don't fall when I try to stand I lost a bet to a guy in a Chiffon skirt But I make these high heels work I've told you time and time again I'm not as think as you drunk I am And we all fell down when the sun came up I think we've had enough

Rollin’ and a Tumblin’- Jeff Beck & Imogen Heap

Well, I rolled and I tumbled Cried the whole night long When I woke up this morning Didn't know right or wrong Well, if the river was a whiskey And I was a diving duck If the river was a whiskey And I was a diving duck Well, I would dive to the bottom I'd swear, I'd never come up

Barton Hollow- The Civil Wars

Ain't going back to Barton Hollow Devil gonna follow me e'er I go Won't do me no good washing in the river Can't no preacher man save my soul 

When the Party’s Over- Billie Eilish

But nothing is better sometimes Once we've both said our goodbyes Let's just let it go Let me let you go

Do I wanna Know- Arctic Monkeys

(Do I wanna know) If this feelin' flows both ways? (Sad to see you go) Was sorta hopin' that you'd stay (Baby, we both know) That the nights were mainly made For sayin' things that you can't say tomorrow day

Take Me Out- Franz Ferdinand

And if you leave here You leave me broken, shattered, I lie I'm just a cross hair I'm just a shot, then we can die I know I won't be leaving here with you

Reptilia- The Strokes

Yeah, the night's not over, you're not trying hard enough Our lives are changing lanes, you ran me off the road The wait is over, I'm now taking over You're no longer laughing, I'm not drowning fast enough

Bukowski- Modest Mouse

Well see what you wanna see You should see it all Well take what you want from me You deserve it all Nine times out of ten our hearts just get dissolved Well I want a better place or just a better way to fall But one time out of ten, everything is perfect for us all Well I want a better place or just a better way to fall

I Will Wait- Mumford & Sons

And I'll kneel down Wait for now I'll kneel down Know my ground Raise my hands Paint my spirit gold And bow my head Keep my heart slow

Too Afraid to Love You- The Black Keys

I'm just one wishing That I was a pair With someone Oh somewhere I just don't know what to do I'm too afraid to love you

Are You Satisfied?- Marina Diamandis

What you're gonna be is not my problem if you don't see what I see And I do not give a damn if you don't believe My problem is my problem that I never am happy It's my problem, it's my problem on how fast I will succeed

Satin in a Coffin- Modest Mouse

Are you dead or are you sleepin'? God I sure hope you are dead. Well you disappeared so often Like you dissolved into coffee. Are you here right now Or are there probably fossils under your meat?

Tagged by: @voidsentprinces​ Ty <3!!

Tagging: @swordmens​ @ventrue-antitribu​ @xavi-ffxiv​ @yshai-tia​

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@traveler-of-light

A taste to whet the appetite.

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@faerieearthangel

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Yume would try and shove Cid over, but he just wouldn’t budge. Cid would smirk and shove Yume back, but she wasn’t expecting him to have that much strength and she would topple over onto her face. Then Cid would go into panic mode. 😆

Cid:

Concept: Your OC and whomever you ship them with walking along. Then your OC decides to start a friendly shoulder shoving contest. Which won knocks the other over?

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@maiden-born-in-snow Lumikki needs to come get her man! He’s doing the Hildebrand again!

how mt. gulg actually went down

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Funnily enough, my Rakharo’s personality was very heavily influenced by Rick O’Connell. The Mummy is legit one of my favorite movies ever.

We all know that one rp character who is Rick O’Connell

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This is canon now. I’m calling it.

Concept: Your OC and whomever you ship them with walking along. Then your OC decides to start a friendly shoulder shoving contest. Which won knocks the other over?