#the mun makes an announcement

[sakuradreamerz]

Mun Update!

Hey guys...I know I haven't really posted anything here in a couple of months.

Let's just say it's been...a bit of an anxious rollercoaster. A rollercoaster that seems to be slowing down somewhat.

A lot of personal issues arose (nonetheless the stress and anxiety that arose from it)...and with it I decided to take a step back from RPing.

Even though they are starting to settle down a bit, I've decided to keep my semi hiatus/hiatus status in effect.

I will still be lurking, and occasionally post/reply to RP's, but for the most part I will be taking a break.

I hope in the future I'll be able to be more active but for now, life comes first.

[deathinfeathers]

//Lute is the only muse I've had duplicate anxiety over.

[kalijhomentethi]

i took a long ass nap and im somehow still sleepy help me DKSS

[shiroi---kumo]

PSA:: My Muse is not invincible!

He is Immortal not immune to injury or trauma. He is a walking God but he is not immune to consequence or negative responses to his actions. Kumo has done immoral things. Kumo has killed. Kumo has lied and cheated. Kumo has manipulated to get what he wants. Kumo has done things under the concept of "The end justifies the means."

Kumo contains the power of one Goddess of the Heavens and Mother of the Mist within him but that does not make him above life. That does not mean, he is incapable of getting hurt, sick, in trouble, and / or killed. Kumo is not always right, and sometimes he does things he shouldn't.

Kumo is generally a pretty decent guy but that does not mean he can't be miserable. That doesn't mean he's a pushover or that he can't defend himself. That doesn't mean he should be underestimated for any reason.

Kumo is a living God. Kumo is in possession with enough power to destroy worlds.

Kumo is tiny. Kumo is small. Kumo is not menacing looking but he can still wipe the floor with most people who stand in his path. Kumo is not weak.

However that being said, Kumo has physical weaknesses that are just biologically a part of him. He is not invincible. Kumo can be killed. He will revive no matter what though unless killed a certain way by certain people though. No other living being can kill him permanently.

And on the topic of Kumo being nasty, the narrative will come for him. It comes for us all. Wrong doings will not go unpunished. Resolutions will be met. Kumo is a living God with just as much work to do as the next guy. He is not pardoned just because he's a generally nice guy. I will not baby my muse, nor will I make excuses for him.

Kumo acknowledges his wrong-doings and is trying to heal that damage he's caused. He refuses to see himself as a good OR bad person because of this and firmly believes he is both at the same time. Kumo is not invincible, invulerable or immune.

And he never will be. He has serious trauma to work through, and he has to do the work. He will do the work. Just like every other person, Kumo is responsible for his own growth and betterment. He's done immoral things and he acknowledges and owns them.

Side note:

When I say Kumo has enough power to destroy the world, this is canon. I'm not fucking with you.

[ravensroleplays]

Sooooo...

After much thought and internal debating with myself, I have decided to discontinue my main BATIM AU, and all subsequent sub-AUs/verses.

Really looking back on it, a lot of things about the AU didn’t make any sense, and it was probably one of the things I was most inconsistent with. I could technically retool some things in the BATIM AU, or even give it a complete overhaul, but seeing as how I’m trying to move away from my AUs in general, so I can focus on my original story, Oasis to Oakwood, it seems like a moot point, especially since many of the characters were based off my BATIM muses.

Plus, if I’m being totally honest with myself, I’ve never really been that attached to the BATIM AU, at least not as much as my AHIT AU, or even my FNAF AU, which I’ve had for close to a decade now.

I won’t remove the BATIM characters from my muse list, if only for sentimental reasons--like I said, many of the OTO characters were based off my versions of the BATIM characters, so I’m keeping them around basically as a template of how the characters started out, as well as to give anyone new to the blog a feel for the AU.

However, I will no longer be roleplaying BATIM, at least not for the foreseeable future.

I might very well end up changing my mind in the future and tweak my BATIM AU, maybe even add some elements from BATDR, and a possible third game--after all, I plan to keep RPing for both FNAF and AHIT for the time being.

But for now, I think it’s time for Bendy and co. to take a bow as I move on to other things.

[duelcafe]

SOME UPDATES !

Credits are completely updated across all blogs!  There are also now designated tags for where and which blog I am using something for.  All of these items are now viewable on my hub; they were posted privately as to not spam the dashboard, but are all of course linked in the credit section of my overview + navigation page and in any of my rules for my sideblogs as well.  Along with that, there is now a post that includes all of the icon batches I’ve found and am using ( if I haven’t outright made them myself ) just to keep them in one place and easy link to / properly credit!  

I’m adding music widgets to my blogs!  None of them are autoplay ( nor will they ever be ), and I’ve done my best to make sure that all songs are consistent sound-wise so that one song won’t be wildly louder than the previous.  Though this is really only applicable to duelcafe, as it’s the only blog of mine that has multiple songs on it.  Still ��� no player will be set to max volume, or even half for that matter.  My character sideblogs will get one song each, which will be rotated every now and then as I see fit!  I’m not finishing adding players to all my blogs yet, but look forward to them.  

I edited the coding of my themes with responsive centering for desktop!  Well, at least for the blogs that didn’t already have it ( which would be duelcafe, seamtorn, and waterlord. )  This means that no matter the screen size of someone’s device, bigger or smaller than my own, my blog will still appear centered on their screen.  If you notice any problems with my themes and they are not centered on your screen for some reason, let me know!  I’ll try to figure out why that is.  I’ve done my best to test and make sure things are in proper order, but it’s hard since I only have my own screens to go off of, so I can’t be 100% certain if works for everyone and their respective devices.

[bisnes-socks]

i added my thoughts to the takavoltti lyrical analysis here but today i want to talk about why i think takavoltti is one of käärijä's most finnish songs ever.

this got a bit long, so just so you know what to expect going in: what i mean by most finnish is that there are references and tone of voice that are very specific to finland, there is complex use of the finnish language AND there are melodic/musical choices in the song that sound very finnish to me.

okay, here goes.

the dialogue that opens the song is already a sort of key moment to this finnishness of it all. when he says "emmä tiedä, kolisee jos kolisee, mut mun on pakko sit koittaa vetää tosi matalalla" he is doing a bit of a voice but more than that, he is talking in a way that is not quite his. his inflection, the rhythm, those are not natural to him or his dialect. you can hear it particularly when he says "koittaa vetää tosi matalalla". i don't know if it's at all easy to hear if you're not finnish, but it's not.. a serious voice or tone. the other two voices, one of them is modified to be high and the other talks like a sports announcer. the whole scene is quite comedic and it's a very specific genre of comedy that is very finnish indeed. it's also the type of thing he has been doing since always. (EDIT: OKEI MORE CONTEXT IN A REBLOG HERE)

funnily enough, you guys know köpi kallio now, the therapist in skit and autiomaa video? yeah köpi and his long time partner in crime viki are good examples of this type of humour i would say. they have their own podcast/show called viki ja köpi show but before that they were radio hosts and have been working together for ten years. the character voices and the whole vibe of the scene in the beginning of the song is very viki ja köpi to me, very ylex type comedy (yes ylex the radio station who did the ruisrock interview who still isn't back from the war).

and the small comedy bits stay in there through out the song, and they continue to have the same delivery instantly recognisable as comedic.

and that isn't to say the subject matter can't be serious. i think, again, this is something that feels inherently finnish to me. other finnish people feel free to chime in because this is hard to explain, but our culture is one where coping through making light of things is quite normal. and our sense of humour tends to be on the darker side, at least if you compare it to the american style of comedy that has taken over globally. so to make a song about there being too many demands on you and how you have a problem with setting boundaries and agreeing to insane shit, but to do it by interjecting the song with jokes just idk.. it sits in our culture lmao.

i honestly don't know how to explain this better, but quite dark comedic elements like this (after all he gets properly fucked up in the stunts it seems) in a song with a serious subject matter is something we've been doing for decades in this country (juice leskinen, for example) and it is something so loved by finnish people. we love a song that is just fucked up on multiple levels. käärijä is just adding his own style to this cultural history.

okay, onto the language.

the verse opens with "tekevälle sattuu" which is a finnish proverb.

quick finnish lesson: the word sattua in finnish means both to hurt and to happen. the word tehdä means to do but tehdä kipeää means hurting. like.. now that i think about it tämä tekee kipeää = this is doing (me a) hurt is valid and correct finnish lmao.

tekevälle sattuu, the proverb, actually means "things happen to those who do" but he is playing with the different meanings here, because he goes on to say "ain sattuu ku tekee" which can both mean "things always happen when you do" or it can mean "it always hurts when you do". then he goes on to say "ku tekee, ku kipee, ni kipeetä tekee" which is once again playing with words, because kipee here means both pain but also being sick. "ku tekee, ku kipee" would translate as "when you do as if you're sick" and "kipeetä tekee" means that it hurts.

so to recap (i'm not trying to provide a smooth translation, but highlight his wordplay:

tekevälle sattuu = things/pain happen to those who do [things]

ain sattuu ku tekee = shit happens/you get hurt when you do [things]

ku tekee, ku kipee, ni kipeetä tekee = when you do [things] like you're sick [in the head], you get hurt

so this is all to say two things: he's using the finnish language in a very clever way that really only becomes clear if you know the language and all of these idioms and proverbs. and also that he is very good at what he does. it has taken me four paragraphs to explain 13 words.

and he doesn't even end there. "oon yllytyshullu, ain hulluksi yllyn" is more play on words. jesus, jere. okay guys, stay with me.

yllytyshullu i explained in my previous analysis, but recap: yllytys means incitement and hullu means crazy. yllytyshullu is someone who does crazy shit when prompted.

"ain hulluksi yllyn" here he is using the word yltyä which is the same root as yllytys, but yltyä means usually more like.. to intensify. (for example: sade yltyy = the rain is getting heavier, or tuuli yltyy = the wind is picking up)

so to say hulluksi yllyn, he's saying like.. i let myself be incited and/or i always take it to the max, to the point of crazy.

and then he uses very clever rhyming words: "ja tää hullunmylly on kylmempi kylpy". hullu means crazy, mylly means mill, hullunmylly is basically a hullabaloo.

as you can tell, all of this is like bordering on impossible to translate accurately into a smooth translation. and that's just the first verse, but i'd be here all night if i explained the whole entire song 😭

and this to me is a very clear sign that no matter what sort of an audience he has internationally, he's not compromising on his language. and i find that admirable and, as a finnish person, very comforting too. this song is sort of reassuring, like he is reinserting himself very firmly into finnish culture, with the language and the comedy that do not translate very well. 

and if you look at the pre-chorus and chorus, the specific references keep coming: calling him kärtsä (finnish people have a lot of nicknames for him), "hyppää kybäst pommi" the slang use of kybä to mean ten meters, he mentions duudsonit (the dudesons) and he mentions jorvi hospital. all of these feel like he is signalling to a very finnish audience. (also "oon syypää sun hymyyn" could count as a cheek reference, cheek used to be like the biggest rapper in finland).

okay, time for melody and music speak. i only have one simple point here: melodically and musically speaking that has to be the most suomi iskelmä chorus i've heard from him. ever.

you could take that melody and insert it as the chorus to like any song on iskelmä radio. iskelmä is a finnish schlager music genre. kind of impossible to describe but something that finnish people will instantly recognise. the opening, with the piano synth could also open an iskelmä song.

very suomi, very iskelmä.

so.

all of this is why i think takavoltti is about as finnish as it gets. a suomi iskelmä about having serious issues with boundaries that uses clever finnish and paints a comedic picture of a banged up black-eyed käärijä who has dislocated his shoulder but is still showing thumbs up is like.. so much finnish condensed into three and a half minutes.

i know not everyone thinks the song is hilarious but i do. it's both hilarious and very serious and that's how we like it here.

and of course the fact that there is an "ai vittu" in there. we like that too.

[caramel-maveeato]

ᴡʜᴇɴ ʜᴇʟʟ ꜰʀᴇᴇᴢᴇꜱ ᴏᴠᴇʀ ♡˚₊。。。

❧❤ SYNOPSIS: sacrifice is inevitable if victory was yearned for… ♡ Pairings/Love interest: So Mun x Fem!reader ♡ Genre: sight fluff, angst, hurt/slight to no comfort ♡ TW: blood, crying, wounds, gore, cursing, death, self-harm, spoilers for ss2 ep12. ♡ word count: 2.1k

Note: All characters originated from “The Uncanny Counter/Amazing Rumor” except for Y/n.

English is not my first language!!! Sorry in advance if I make any grammar and vocabulary mistakes.

A gentle glimpse of sunset snuck through the window, bathing in his entrancing eyes like a pond of honey: “‘Til death do us part. I mean it.” 

“Damnnn, you’re so cheesy today!” You snorted, nudging your shoulder against your boyfriend's, who was quick to retaliate with a playful flick on your forehead.

“Oh shush. But I’m serious. I won’t die, and you won’t die, and everyone on our team won’t die. That’s it, I’ll make sure we all survive no matter what.” 

Despite his lighthearted tone, you could tell So Mun was beyond sincere about keeping his promise, and so were you. No matter how deadly it is waiting on the future path, everyone will make it out alive. 

“Um-hm, am I that dear to you?”

He scoffed, but there was no sign of mockery or ridicule, only playfulness emerged: “Yes, you are. First time knowing?”

“Please, I’m almost sick of how many times you said you unequivocally adored me, like everyday morning alarms, y’know?” You giggled, wiggling your index finger out in front of his face and quickly withdrawing it when he faked biting you: “But I still want to hear you verify it one more time, is that too much of a request?”

“After you had the audacity to say you’re getting sick of it, I’m sorry to announce your request has been declined.”

“Noooo.”

“Yeeees.”

“I take back what I said, I could never get sick of how many times you express your cheesy little lovey-dovey words for me. Like everyday morning alarms, but that means I can’t wake up and function normally without them.”

“Switched up smoother than I expected.” His effort at holding back a laugh evaporated: “That’s it? You just gotta be all sweet again after the “damage” you’ve caused? Your attitude is getting out of hand.”

You snickered, swiftly stealing a peck on his cheek to demonstrate an “apology” you knew he’d happily accept: “Verify it one more time and I’ll shut my attitude up.”

“I’ll do what you asked, but don’t shut it up.” A honeyed kiss pressed down on the top of your head. His arms closed around your waist a little tighter, enfolding the intimacy of your afternoon cuddle session to its fullest: “When hell freezes over, that’s when I’ll let go of you, satisfied now?”

You grinned, not acknowledging a dusting of pink already saturated across your cheeks. No matter what your level of lactose tolerance was, his “cheese” was always perfect for you in terms of ingestion: “Satisfied.”

The group portrait tranquilly sat on your desk, smiling at you two through its frame with the same encouragement. You and So Mun were the only ones in the room, yet the sense of security it conveyed still made you feel complete. 

“Everyone in this picture will make it until the end.” 

“I already did my part, what about you? Still determined to be stubborn and not say it back?”

Confronted by a tilt of his head, which was one of his ridiculously adorable tactics to persuade you. You eventually let out a frisky sigh and laid your head on his shoulder, eyes closed under the serenity of being with your beloved other half:

“Alright, ‘til death do us part. I mean it too.”

‘Til death do us…

‘Til death…

‘Til…

Too many things happened in just a short span of time, but all enervation departed as the unrelenting battles now came to an end. Knowing he had brought such miracles summoning Hwang Pilgwang, the overwhelming pressure intruding on his heart finally rested. 

For the first time in months, So Mun could finally escape the hushed corridors of his own mind. 

Finally.

As much as his teammates adored him, they weren’t dramatic people. Yes, it was a near-death experience for all, but the entire team knew they had succeeded, so there was absolutely no reason for them to give him such pained looks. His random thought contorted into an affirmation that they weren’t crying because he remained passed out longer than supposed.

The revolting metallic smell in the room sickened him to the core, yet it stood no chance against how atrociously nauseous So Mun felt being greeted by teary faces as the first thing after he woke up. 

For years he was never this afraid of his own voice, afraid of asking a question that might assemble answers he didn’t want to hear: “What’s wrong…?”

Only suppressed sniffles responded to him. 

The ambiguity only added more confusion to his already fuzzy sight. As much as he tried to deny it, something within him had already enclasped the possible truth he’d choose death over knowing.

Why was everyone crying? And why were you lying there on Hana’s lap, eyes closed, unmoved? 

“Noona, she, Y/n…” Fright clogged up inside his throat, making words stumble. The more he tried to stay calm, the more his composure shattered like a sand castle under ruthless waves: “What’s… what’s wrong with Y/n, why is she…?” 

He could feel Jeokbong’s hand supporting his back as he lunged over to your side. The sudden outbreak of panic was dizzying, yet he paid no attention to it. 

Reddened eyes of his teammates all ran away from him, obscuring themselves from a cry threatening to burst. So Mun inhaled shallowly, his own lungs betraying him with how torturously aching it was with each breath taken upon seeing your body now completely motionless. 

The welcoming warmth of your fingers was replaced with a vague, yet disturbing coldness, benumbing his skin when he grabbed your hand. The shock he felt appeared no different from receiving a thousand strikes at once, inside his ear rang a quiet shriek of nothingness: “Ms. Chu, please tell me…” 

At her name being mentioned, all the anguish she bit back for long unleashed in a choked snivel—a realization to So Mun that this wasn’t just some cruel, twisted nightmare he thought he was having. 

Time seemed suspended, sealed within the shadow of horror. 

This is not a dream. 

“No, there must be…” He stammered, squeezing your hand as an expectation that you’d return the gesture like you’ve always done: “Ms. Chu, there must be a way to save her. You can heal her, right? Y/n is strong, with your help, she’ll wake up in no time.” 

His voice died down when the woman closed her eyes, letting hopeless tears pour down her bruised face. He looked at Motak, then Jangmul, then Hana, then Jeokbong, one by one, desperately searching for a gleam of the dullest light he could at least clutch onto. 

Nothing worked. What happened had already happened.  

He took a closer look at your face, only to be pierced by a blade of emptiness. He had always loved to admire your sleeping face—so relaxing, so gentle, so peaceful. But not like this. No matter how loudly he called your name or how hard he shook your shoulders, you still lay there like a soulless doll, so close to him yet horrendously out of reach: “Y/n, wake up…. We won, we finally won…”

Calloused fingers stroked along your cheeks, looking for the slightest hint of miraculous movement. He was known to be good at performing miracles, but at the moment, even his miracles were impotent to save you.

So Mun had never felt so fucking useless.   

“No, she will be okay…” The facade of incredulity crumbled and he found himself seizing you into his arms, clinging onto the thin thread of fictional faith despite already noticing your body lacked the familiar warmth he fell in love with: “Y/n will be okay. She—she promised me she’ll be fine, she’s just taking a nap.”

Hands patting on his back like a call to the truth and cries eventually broke out, yet So Mun was too senseless to care about any of them. His mind was too busy hunting for your heartbeat, but all he received was the echo of silence. 

He pressed his hand on the side of your neck, eyes sore and fingers trembling lamentably at the absence of life. But the growling heartbeat of his own gave him hope—he could feel its rhythm through his digits. That could be your pulse, right, that must be your pulse, he can feel it.  

“She will be okay, we’re okay. I promised all of us would—”

The mutters of your name sank in the weight of disbelief, of false reassurance. His own tears wracked his body, dropping and dampening a piece of your soiled tracksuit like rain that slowly blasted into thunderstorms. 

He stared blankly into the lifelessness you were holding, dirt stains and blood-dried cuts of yours dyed his fingers with monstrous pain. Suddenly, his own existence felt alien, as if he were an outsider peeking into a world he didn’t belong in.

So much for “everyone will make it until the end,” now what?

He is a liar. 

He is a fucking liar.

For one of the rarest times in his life, he regretted trying. So Mun knew exactly what it felt like to regret. Each time, there was an explosive outrage at the injustice that had befallen him. But this one was the most destructive. 

Maybe Ma Juseok was right���what was the point in risking his life to save others? He tried so hard and worked so hard just for fate to repay all of these fucking efforts by destroying everything he had.

A lie. Maybe it really was a lie. 

Maybe this goddamn self of his was a lie. 

His distorted reflection spun and spun and spun like an annoying bug that kept buzzing despite numerous attempts to kill it. He had no idea where he was or how much time had passed, but it felt like an eternity knowing you hadn’t reached Yung. Just where are you? You didn’t vanish from the final battle’s impact, did you?

So Mun needed to see you again, or he’d go fucking crazy. 

The palpable heaviness in the air suffocated him. So Mun never hated his own reflection before, not until right now.

Colors deformed into the entrance of an abyss he wished to just jump into—black of darkness, white of Yung, muted grey of guilt.

And red, too. 

“So Mun! That’s enough!!”

Frightened yellings and sounds of falling glasses slashed on his ears. Yet So Mun couldn’t quite hear or feel anything, not even the hideous pain he just put himself through. 

Footsteps congested the bathroom he was in, tears that once dried up erupted again. Hana grasped his wrist tightly, almost fearfully, and god, the warmth exuded nearly drove him mad with how much he missed yours. 

“Stop hurting yourself, you know it doesn’t change anything! She’s gone!” The crack in Hana’s voice flooded his eyes. They couldn’t even pronounce your name around him, afraid of how much it might trigger him. 

Jeokbong’s cries in the distance and Ms. Chu’s pleas were helpless to distract the profound grief, more like a bargain for fate to rewrite itself: “Let it out, but please, you know it also hurts me to see you like this!”

The woman emanated a green radiance to envelope his hand, trying to console the blood-soaked skin he created himself from a brutal contact made against the mirror, tiny fragments of sharpness punctured on each of his knuckles. Shards warped together with flesh in a grotesque mess, crimson swathed the once-tidied floor and the paleness of his skin. It hurt his eyes. It hurt everyone's eyes. 

You used to say he looked good in red. Red tracksuits, red hoodies, red blazers. But you hated it when he was covered in the redness of blood. Does this mean he just failed you again?

“I’m sorry…” 

Was he saying this to his teammates or to you? He had no fucking clue. But the only thing he could recognize was how much effort it took to breathe, he didn’t feel like himself inside his own skin anymore when everything around him seemed fulminated. 

Strong arms whooshed him into an embrace, cramming So Mun’s hot tears and muffled sobs into a reliable shoulder. No words were spoken, but Motak’s bellowing heartbeat was already a silent bawl. 

Losing a loved one was like having life’s chapters torn out, leaving an unfinished tale with ragged ends that never fully fit in tandem. It can recover, and he can heal. Just not at the moment.

Shattered pieces of blood-drenched mirror reflected a history that repeated itself. Again, again, and again.

Winter was just gone by, hell didn’t freeze over. But the reality So Mun cherished still collapsed on that day.

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Thanksgiving is near so here’s angst I guess 🫶🏻 FLUFF AFTER THIS I PROMISE

[valtionrautatiet-official]

Pääteasema

Tämä blogi oli tässä. Mä olen miettinyt suhtautumistani tietoon siitä, että Tumppu aikoo myydä (tai on jo myynyt) käyttäjien tekemää sisältöä AI:n koulutukseen ja... mun moraali ei hyväksy sitä. Tämä ei ole eka kerta kun olen miettinyt voinko jatkaa Tumpussa koska sen omistajat tekee typeriä päätöksiä, mutta sisällön myyminen AI:lle on sen tason pahuutta että mä en voi olla sellaisella sivustolla mukana.

Se, että esitin VR:ää Tumpussa oli yksi hauskimpia juttuja mitä mä olen yli kymmenen vuoden aikana tällä sivustolla tehnyt ja on sääli että se jää kesken; mulla oli mietittynä ja queueattuna sisältöä jonka oisin mielellään näyttänyt teille. Tumpun käyttäjät – te kaikki jotka tän sivuston oikeasti teette – on ihan mahtavia tyyppejä. Mulla tulee teitä ikävä.

Mä jätän tän blogin toistaiseksi olemaan, siinä toivossa että joku Automatticilla tulee järkiinsä ja ne ilmoittaa ettei sittenkään myy Tumpun sisältöä yhtään minnekään. En kyllä oikeasti usko että niin käy.

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This is the end of this blog. I've thought about the information that Tumblr is planning on selling (or has already sold) content made by its users for AI training and... I think it's immoral. This is not the first time Tumblr has done something that has made me ponder if I want to continue using this site, but this is an act of evil of such magnitude that I cannot remain active on this website.

Pretending to be the Finnish state-owned rail operator was some of the most fun I've had during my over a decade on Tumblr, and I am sad to abandon this. I had plenty of (hopefully) fun content planned and queued for you all. Tumblr users – all you people who actually make this site – are fantastic people. I will miss you.

I will leave this blog as it is for now, in the hopes that the people at Automattic come to their senses and make an announcement they won't be selling anything for AI training after all. I'm not holding my fingers.

[sakuradreamerz]

Update!

I've completed Genshin up to 3.5 ^^

Faruzan's hangouts were a lot of fun! X3 (and made me cry a couple of times with a few of the routes)

Dehya's Quest was really bad-ass X3

And as for the latest Archon Quest, all I can say is WHAAAAAT?!?! ....

I will be waiting until the end of Windblume's event to update Claire's own POV in regards to the Archon Quest and how it may affect her going forward, but for now I'll be brainstorming (also feel free to DM me of you want to freak out about the chaos that was the 3.5 story) ^^

[crispythehubcoon]

HELLO, THERE!

Crispy here! As I've made more and more roleplay blogs and gained more and more experience in the pokemon irl community, I've learned a few things. For one, I don't really like clogging my blogs with ooc messages. For another, sometimes communicating as the mun is necessary to help things go smoothly. And, most important of all, it's a pain in the butt to repeat the same announcement across 5+ blogs. So, I thought I'd solve all of those problems in one fell swoop by creating this blog! Here, you can find any blog of mine you might be interested in, ask me any ooc questions you like, and follow for ooc alerts/statements/commentary related to my blogs or my life. I hope this will help you out as much as it will help me!

Tags I will use:

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#ask - any ask I am sent here

#ask game - I'll store ask games here for later use. I don't reblog them to receive asks here unless stated otherwise! Feel free to reblog from here without sending an ask in return, I don't mind!

Trigger warnings will be tagged as I see fit. Feel free to ask me to tag anything! It will be in a triple format; #tw [trigger] #[trigger] and #[trigger] warning. Just to make sure no one sees anything they don't want to.

More tags will be added as needed :) enjoy your stay!

Blog Directory

@ballonleastadiumofficial - my interpretation of Bede from pokemon SWSH! He is a perpetually 15 year old trans boy who leads Ballonlea's gym with only moderate interference from Opal. The rotumblr populace is free to poke, prod, and annoy him as they please. Sometimes Opal, the gym trainers, or Bede's pokemon may make appearances on his blog.

Current arc: Bede is trying his hardest to deny the fact that he has a crush on his best friend. It isn't going well.

@gmax-butterfree - my Galarian bug type gym leader OC, Hemmi. They try their hardest to look cool and appeal to other trainers, but they are really awkward at heart. The blog explores their passion for bug type pokemon and insecurities about being in Galar's minor league.

Current arc: N/A

@pixieprince - my interpretation of Ortega from pokemon SCVI. He's here to speak his mind and deliver the hottest takes this side of the great crater. ...And maybe to be there for his friends, but don't say that part out loud. Feel free to strike up a conversation! He will probably act abrasive, but he doesn't totally mean it.

Current arc: Ortega has recently come into possession of both a Furfrou puppy and a newborn Milcery. Can he handle the responsibility?

@when-lechonk-learn-levitate - my Naranja-Uva student OC who loves all things that oink! Her name is Samrah, and her main concerns are growing up alongside her little brother, determining her path in life, and spreading the love for pig pokemon. Her enthusiasm knows no bounds, and she's itching for a friend to share it with.

Current arc: Samrah's scrambling to gather willing student participants for her to start a Lechonk Fan Club at Naranja-Uva. Maybe she can find some like minded trainers on rotumblr...?

@medicalmystery7 - a faller blog for Medic from Team Fortress 2! Dr. Ludwig has been spat out in the pokemon world by unknown means with no memory to fall back on... just a pocket full of syringes and a Pidove named Archimedes. Honestly, it's not the worst situation he's ever found himself in, and he's making the most of it by applying his ingenuity and general disregard for human decency toward pokemon battles.

Current arc: After being fired from his job at a Nacrene City pokemon center, Medic is hiding from the authorities at an undisclosed location in Unova.

@macrocosmos-social - a Chairman Rose blog meant to compliment @ballonleastadiumofficial. It's meant to allow Rose to answer questions that Bede would never be caught dead answering and shed some light on Bede's upbringing that led him to become the person he is today. Oh yeah, it's also meant to allow me to roleplay being an insufferable jerk. Exploring perspectives like that is fun. Here, Rose has bribed his way into getting internet access from jail and is making it everyone else's problem. He is using an old, failed corporate account designed by a public relations worker for Macro Cosmos long ago. That original creator of the blog, the Rotom in Rose's device, and Oleana may make brief appearances on this blog.

This blog is a villain blog and thus will act in cruel, antagonistic ways. In particular, Rose is noticeably classist and transphobic. He acts this way to blend into the narrative I have in mind for Bede. If this might upset you, please feel free to block! If it sounds interesting, please feel free to interact! I will tag anything I believe people might find upsetting, in particular #tw transphobia, #transphobia, and #transphobia warning.

Current arc: N/A

@beauty-abuzz - my interpretation of Burgh from pokemon BW2! He is Castelia City's eccentric, dreamy, and impulsive gym leader with a heart of gold. Currently, he is engaged to @elite-four-grimsley

Current arc: wedding planning!!!!

@pokemonworld-ology - A faller blog for the Lodger/Bormot from Knock-Knock by IcePickLodge! Coming from an isolated cabin deep in the woods, Bormot is a stubborn, matter of fact, and extremely troubled scientist who mysteriously emerged into the Slumbering Weald after taking a fateful walk through the forest. Now, he is staying as a guest in the home of Emelia, mother of Gloria, Galar's own champion, and trying to wrap his head around both pokemon as a whole and modern human interaction. Emelia and Gloria may rarely make appearances on this blog.

Current arc: Bormot is getting his first pokemon! ...Eventually. Once he fully grasps the concept.

OOC Notes

I do my best to keep my blogs inclusive, bipoc friendly, trans friendly, pro-Palestinian, and generally safe and friendly spaces!

If you disagree with any of these values, please move along! If I've unknowingly done anything to betray these values, please let me know immediately. I'm not perfect, but I'll always try to improve 🙏

No NSFW asks or interactions are permitted on any of these blogs

Non-negotiable, especially on blogs with muses who are minors. That said,

Any and all other interactions are welcome and encouraged!

If I don't get to your ask/reblog, it's more than likely for a personal reason, rather than you doing anything wrong. I struggle with many a mental illness, which makes staying on top of everything difficult. I love meeting new blogs and participating in other people's stories!

All of these blogs accept Pelipper Mail and In Character Anon Hate. Magic Anons are restricted to events only.

Thank you for reading! Please feel free to send an ask with any questions you may have!

[ask-the-ew-boys-who-screw-around]

IMPORTANT ANNOUNCEMENT

MUN WEED

Ignoring the fact it's been almost 2 years since I last updated this blog, HEY EVERYBODY!!!!!

So once again I left this blog to rot and the guilt never died with it because I kept getting spam likes and new followers when I was for sure I was never gonna bring this back but damnit I think I was just mad with the Tom lore cause I wanted it better spaced out but suspense was a foreign concept and I didn't want to seem like I dropped it so I'm just gonna tell you guys what I was going to explain before I drop the nuke on this blog!!!!

(I'm gonna post the Tom Lore on it's own post so look out for that, this post was just for like updates and what i've been up to)

Don't worry I'm not like deleting the blog, I'm just gonna do a soft reboot with it since there is some actual stuff I love about this au! I rather just keep it all on the same blog instead of a new one cause one the memories and two it would be harder to build back up on it's own again so the like 600 people sitting in the followers tab will get a trip down memory lane.

If you remember my old co-creator they're not gonna be back cause we friendship broke-up and I took the blog in the divorce. I got a another good friend to do some of the art with and idk maybe I'll invite guest artists if I feel kind and whimsical and if i make more Eddsworld friends.

I'm not gonna answer any of the asks I have left in my inbox (mainly cause they relate to the Tom lore) and just wipe em and open the ask box up again for new asks! I WILL IGNORE ASKS REGARDING TO IG THE PAST TIMELINE?? Some stuff will stay the same like I don't think i'm gonna change the Tom lore all that much so like, ig it's just gonna be upfront knowledge.

Sorry I kept you guys waiting so long for updates I GOT LAZY AND BUSY AND OTHER SHOWS TOOK OVER ME IM SORRY. If you keep up with my main blog you know what I've been up to. Look out for the Tom lore should drop soon

[stray-kaz]

To Spar or Not to Spar : a So Mun x f!reader oneshot

Summary: Nobody wants reader and Mun to spar together, because they always end up making out in the ring.

A/N: Some suggestive stuff, but nothing explicit.

"Want to train with me?"

You looked up from your book to see Jeok-bong standing over you, eager eyes fixed on your face. Over to your left, you heard Ha-na snicker quietly to herself. You smiled, but shook your head.

"No, thanks, Jeok-bong. It's a little too easy. There's no real fight. I'm waiting for someone a bit harder to beat before I step into the ring."

His shoulders sank a little, then he jerked forward as a familiar hand slapped him on the back and Mun stepped around him, smiling down at you.

"I'm harder to beat" he announced cheerfully.

Ha-na groaned loudly.

"No! You're not harder to beat, you're just hard" she groused.

Mun's mouth dropped open and he stared at her. She glowered back, then returned her attention to Jeok-bong.

"These two should never be left alone in the ring to train. Never, you hear me? It's a health risk to everyone else."

Jeok-bong blinked at her, confused.

"Why?"

You stood up, leaving your book behind on the seat, and leaned into Mun, wrapping your arms around his waist. You rubbed your cheek against the softness of his hoodie and he slid a hand up to the back of your head.

"I have no idea" you mumbled, hiding your smile.

Ha-na sighed heavily.

"Because they never stop at just training" she said pointedly. "They get up in each other's space and suddenly, you can't tell where he ends and she begins. It's gross."

You blushed, but just hugged Mun harder.

"I can't help it that he's so cute" you argued. "I just wanna kiss over his whole -"

"Shut up!" Ha-na ordered abruptly. "I don't want to hear it. Go away, both of you."

Ten minutes later...

The ropes were hard against your back, denting your clothes, your feet planted wide. Now there was no earthly reason for Mun to be standing so close, his body taking advantage of your widely spaced feet to step in between them, incapacitating you with his big brown eyes and faint lingering scent of soap from an earlier shower.

You stared up at him, already breathing hard from the workout, but now breathing even harder, your gaze flicking from his hopeful gaze to his mouth and back up. You sighed and released your grip on the ropes to fist the front of his hoodie instead.

"This is why we get in so much trouble" you mumbled, and yanked him in.

He let out an excited gasp a second before you kissed him, his hands leaving your shoulders to palm at your waist and hips, taking advantage of your loose clothes to slip under the fabric and graze his fingers over your warm skin. You let go of his hoodie to run your hands up his chest and neck to reach his face, keeping him close, not that he had any desire to go anywhere else.

Mun whimpered when you nudged his mouth open, eager for more, but it was the last sound you heard before you were pulled apart, one of Mo-tak's hands squared evenly in the center of each of your chests, holding you firmly away from one another.

"I told you!" he complained, glaring between you. "Hands and mouths to yourselves! You are not teenagers!"

You blinked and bit your bottom lip, the ghost of pressure from Mun's touch lingering still.

"But -" you tried, to no avail.

"No 'buts', kiddos! Go to your rooms and think about what you've done!"

You glanced sheepishly at Mun before spinning away from Mo-tak's hand and ducking out beneath the ropes. As you walked past Jeok-bong, you saw that his face was bright red. Apparently he had witnessed the whole thing.

A few days later, Ms. Chu stumbled across the two of you laid out in the middle of the training ring, one of your legs tangled with Mun's. Your eyes were hazy and barely seeing, your hands lost in his curls as he worked his lips and teeth over your neck, one of his hands lost under your t-shirt. He was trying to get you to make that sound again, that lovely sound that tightened his stomach something fierce, when...

Ms. Chu clapped loudly and yelled.

"Hey! That is enough!"

Mun flailed away from you with a yelp and sat up, legs spread akimbo. You scrambled to follow suit, panting. She looked furious.

"This is a community space, you two! If you want somewhere to do...that...find a hotel!"

You were blushing firetruck red, twisting to hide your burning face against Mun's shoulder, still trembling a little from his earlier attention.

"...sorry" you said quietly, gingerly.

Ms. Chu snorted and stormed away.

Another week passed and Jang-mul walked into the hideout to find you in shorts and a sports bra, pinned to the mat by Mun, shirtless and sweating, arching into one another, mouths glued, barely separating to breathe.

He sighed, reached into a pocket and threw an electronic card at you. It bounced off Mun's bare shoulder, and it startled him just enough to pull away, glancing up. He spotted the card and grabbed for it.

"What's this?" he asked, confused and breathing heavily.

"A key card for a hotel room. Get out of here, you rabbits."

Mun pulled his t-shirt back on, and his hoodie, then helped you into an extra layer before pulling you to your feet with him. You barely had time to mutter a thank you to your benefactor before Mun was running you out the door.

The hotel room was lavish, but Mun didn't pause to notice. Neither did you, to be honest. You had eyes only for him as he closed and locked the door and backed you toward the four poster bed. He took careful hold of your hips and brushed his lips over your cheek.

"Now" he murmured. "Where were we?"

Tagging: @writingmysanity

[blueharborhq]

Hello, Blue Harbor! Happy Monday, and more importantly, happy ( almost ) fall! As you may have already noticed, with the changing of the seasons, us admins have decided to do some housekeeping on the main. Over the weekend, we installed a brand new theme with matching graphics to better represent the time of year! We think this is a wonderful idea to keep things fresh, not only for us but for you all as well, so do expect similar updates every few months or so moving forward. For now, have a look around the new blog! If there's any questions about where a specific page is located, don't hesitate to reach out and we'll point you in the right direction! That's not all, though! Alongside this housekeeping, we also figured that it was an excellent time to do some general maintenance, including but not limited to: updating our guidelines, reorganizing the news blog, adding fresh locations, and more! We ask that you please continue to read through this post in its entirety to familiarize yourself with all that may have changed.

GUIDELINE ADJUSTMENTS —

Starting on Sunday, September 22nd, we will no longer be accepting hiatus requests on the day of activity checks. While generally we have considered ourselves to be pretty lenient with hiatus requests, as we completely understand that this group is a hobby and should come secondary to real life commitments, we also understand that it may be unfair to other members if we continue to allow hiatus requests at the last minute. This is not to say that we will be striking the hammer down completely on this, since sometimes unexpected circumstances lead to dips in our online presence, but we simply ask that you uphold communication with us if you find yourself needing a hiatus, activity extension, etc! We're still here to help, and are more than willing to come to a solution so long as we're kept in the loop!

Additionally, we will no longer be allowing members to take up multiple ( 2+ ) wanted connections for the same mun. This does not apply for connections that currently exist within the game, but rather for character applications moving forward. We absolutely love that everyone is so interested in connections — to be entirely honest, we've never seen a group so eager to snatch them up, and we couldn't be more thankful for it — but in an effort to move forward with our inclusivity expectations, we'd like to implement this rule to further incentivize all members to branch out of their comfort zones!

OPERATION ADJUSTMENTS —

In regards to the Blue News blog, the weekly column will instead shift to the monthly column, posting on the first of every month. This ensures that we as admins can take the time to cook up new ideas and keep things fun and fresh for everyone, quality over quantity! This also gives you guys, our members, more freedom to make submissions of your own. If you have any submissions that you would like to make throughout the month, do not hesitate to fill out the form and it will be included in the next issue!

The weekly radio playlists will return, but biweekly, starting today! No big spiel on this, we simply have regained the time to put them together! The link to the playlist can be found here if you'd like to listen.

MISCELLENIOUS ADJUSTMENTS —

We've added four new locations! Including a lover's lane, country club, an impending multicultural institute and the renovation of one of Blue Harbor's favorites ...

Ahead of the last announcement, we have decided to re-enable the anonymous feature. However, please continue to be mindful. Questions and comments are perfectly acceptable, but outright rude messages will not be tolerated. Both of us continue to be open to kind and constructive conversation, but still withhold the right to disable the feature in the future if need be. We deeply appreciate your patience and understanding!

We have also decided that there will be a temporary ban on two careers: lawyers and writers, due to overabundance. This change will be listed on our application for future reference, and will be announced once it's taken off.

Last, but certainly not least, we will be expanding our mun count to 35! We are so honored and grateful to have kept up with being at full capacity for this long, and thought it'd be best to open a few spots to introduce new players to our lovely little community!

Thank you all so much for your patience and understanding, once again, as we implement these updates. Please toss this post a like after you've read it, and as usual, if there are any questions, comments or concerns, you're more than welcome to address them to the main.

[ravensroleplays]

Soooo...Snatcher might have ended up catching romantic feelings for someone again...

[piers-official]

ANNOUNCEMENT:

Tha's right I'm GOIN' ON TOUR! I'll be travelin' from Galar all the way to Unova, alongside everyone's favorite poison punk: @rockstar-roxie! He'll be openin' up for all my Unovan dates, so don't ya dare miss it!

Carnival Tour Dates:

GALAR: ⭐Spikemuth gym- May 17th ⭐Hammerlocke Stadium- May 18th and 19th ⭐Motostoke Stadium- May 21st and 22nd ⭐Ballonlea Stadium - May 23rd ⭐Circhester Stadium - May 24th ⭐Wyndon Stadium - May 25th and 26th ⭐Spikemuth Gym - May 27th

UNOVA: ⭐Virbank Gym - May 31st ⭐Castelia City Stadium - June 1st and 2nd ⭐Nimbasa Big Stadium - June 3rd and 4th ⭐Driftveil Court - June 5th ⭐Oplucid Stadium - June 6th and 7th ⭐Nacrene Warehouse Court - June 10th ⭐Virbank Gym - June 11th

((OOC under the cut))

//Hello everyone! Mun Nova here to give you all a little more insight into this:

//Much like the tour Piers was on with Roxie back in October/November, I will be doing a similar story arc

//THIS IS NOT AN EVENT! This means that I will not be accepting or participating in any spontaneous roleplays with people I don’t know as many people do for “PKMN IRL events”.

//Please feel free to make posts about the tour and act like you’re there on the dates stated above, BUT as someone who suffers from anxiety, I won’t be able, to respond to every post made about the tour. However do not let this discourage you from participating. Anyone is welcome to join~

//I will do my best to stay on top of things, so please have patience if I don't post on a specific date listed above as I do have work and my mental health to take care of.

//If you do make a post relating to this please tag it as #Piers's Carnival Tour so I can see it!

//If you have any ooc or ic questions, please send them my way!

//And as always, thank you @ripoff-robbie-rotten for all the help with everything. You're amazing friendo, and ilu <333 /plat

((Also I did make alt text for the image above, but I'm not sure if it's good or not. Please let me know if I need to fix it~))