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timeloop yuri time i suffered for a bit figuring out ocs to swap in
(in order of appearance: meixing (they/she), elizabeth (she/her), iris (she/they), aubrey (they/them), hotaru (she/her))
MEIXING: an astronomer now suffering from high amounts of memory loss and unfortunately knowing things. i thought it would be funny to put her in siffrin's place because they're now suffering "no one gives a shit about space" issues. incredibly head over heels for elizabeth but is actively shoving those feelings down
ELIZABETH: fashion student given the lofty goal of saving her entire country from disaster. really good actress. very much in love with meixing and content to simply wait and see how it goes. taking the chosen one status in stride (hiding all of her feelings under a mask of protagonist-isms and like 2 more stressors away from breaking down a bit)
IRIS: freelance painter, also used to quell any weak sadnesses that headed towards jouvente. joined elizabeth very quickly because the defenders are useless. not as confident as she seems
HOTARU: violinist searching for her sister. uses the travel to learn a lot more about music. surprisingly knowledgeable about sadnesses and a very good bard/support role for the party. a bit too much of a people pleaser
AUBREY: THAT'S JUST A KID! they're like 9. their slightly older (11 y/o) friend and them ran from the freezing of bambouche and then their friend got frozen in a town too. child.
Hey. Take my hand. You should swap an In Stars and Time character with one of your OCs whether that means an AU or outfit swap, regardless of if you'd rather focus more on the ISAT character or the OC
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Between the Lines
â--- paring: athlete!sylus x athlete!reader
[chapter 1/3]
â--- summary: Sylus plays baseball, and you play softball at Linkon University. Unfortunately, both of you share the misfortune of suffering major injuries during the world championship, cutting your seasons short. With your athletic careers on hold, you and Sylus find yourselves rehabilitating togetherâworking to rebuild not only your bodies but also your confidence in yourselves and your futures.
â--- word count: 3.4k
â--- warnings: murder mentioned, this is mostly world building tbh, eventual smut (not in this chapter), caleb & tara are mentioned
â--- a/n: this story is very much me projecting, so enjoy! I was gonna make a mini vocab list type of thing, but honestly, I decided against it. But give me your thoughts guys I genuinely feel conflicted about writing a sports romance... essentially (â„_â„)
You started at Linkon University earlier in the fall. The campus was like nothing you had ever seen before, which was a high compliment from you since you grew up in the countryside. First, the sheer size of the place was enough to make you consider buying a scooter. You relocated closer to the university for your second degree, leaving behind your granny and best friend, Caleb. You understood the pains of being a commuter all too well, and for Law school, you decided not to repeat that mistake.Â
It was darker now in the mornings. You took a deep breath and could smell the change in the season. You looked around and admired the change reflected on the campus. Birds flew overhead, migrating south in preparation for winter. Squirrels scaled the surrounding trees, busy working. The wind blessed your senses, the breeze blowing your hair, the crisp air causing you to sniffle from the chill.Â
Warmth surrounded your body from your coat as you strolled down the paved path. Taking your time, you slowed your pace, observing the changes around you. Your favorite part was the colors that autumn brought about. It reminded you of your mother. She loved the change in season reflected by nature.Â
You reached the large bulletin board stationed near the student center. From time to time, you check it out, always curious about what's going on around the school. Your gaze started from the top of the board, scanning your way down till the blue, gold, and white flier caught your eye. âTryouts,â you said before grabbing it off the wall. âSoftball tryouts.â
The clouds drew your head to the sky as you contemplated the flier. You used to enjoy playing when you were younger, but you still played occasionally. It had been a year since youâd picked up a glove. Your knee still screamed at you when the weather changedâthe cold aching your old wounds.Â
A signature ringtone came from your phone, distracting you from your thoughts. You opened the bag and grabbed your phone. You saw the incoming call from Caleb, âYo, whatâs up?â you said smoothly, giving the poster a one-over before folding and placing it into your bag. You resumed your steady stroll, making your way through campus.
âHey, pip-squeak, just calling to see howâs law school going? Have you flunked out yet?â he teased. You laughed, imagining the face he was making on the other side of the phone. âNo, actually, and I'm considering taking on a new hobby,â you replied smoothly. âIâm simply too efficient. Iâm getting bored.â you joked, kicking a rock in your path.Â
You were still adjusting to the grandeur of this campus. No matter how many months you committed here, you still needed help finding the law building. Your gaze followed the gothic architecture of the buildings. The stained glass and pointed arches got you thinking about changing your major. âAnd what would that be?â Caleb said, breaking through your thoughts.
âA sport,â you said. âIâll leave you to guess which, but there are quite a few fliers around campus.âÂ
âHmm, Softball?â he guessed. Your eyes opened wider as you saw the law building. Grand as this school was, this building was tucked away, but it still had a Romanesque charm. âMaybeâor maybe not, but Iâll call you later. I have a class to flunk out of,â you said. Caleb laughed at your elusiveness, âBreak a leg in there.â You ended the call, climbing the steps and confirming the location for your day's first class.Â
Linkon University was considered the pinnacle of achievement. It was one of the most prestigious universities in the country academically, and it also ranked among the top five for sports. Getting into Linkon for graduate school was an accomplishment and a big step toward your goals. You had dreamed of becoming a lawyer since you were a little girl.Â
Opening your phone, you check the updated syllabus for your seminar class. Your eyes scanned the page, checking the topics for today's class, âEthics and Justice,â you repeated quietly, processing the words on the page.Â
To you, being a lawyer meant more than making a good living. It was about opportunity for justice. You distinctly remember the trial for your mother's murder, and the courtroom had a gloom about it. Seeing the somber mood your grandmother tried to hide from you was enough to shake your world.Â
The trial began years after her passing, and you could see your grandmother trying to be strong for you. The judge called the court to rise, and the jury gave the verdict. When you heard the word guilty, a relief ran through you like no other. But, nothing could have prepared you for the following words: the sentencing of 10 years⊠10 years for the lifetime of experiences stolen from you, and there was nothing you could do about it.Â
You remember turning your head. Your face felt hot. Your ears were on fire, and rage ran through youâthis couldnât be right or fair. Even the feeling of your grandmother's arms enveloping you did not act as a comfort. She cradled your face, and the tears burned hot down your cheeks at the pain in your chest.Â
That day, you decided to pursue law. Not just for justice, but ultimately for control, someoneâs fate would lie in your handsâand you wouldnât fail them how the prosecution failed you that day.Â
The hallways of the law building were quiet as always, save for the occasional murmur of footsteps or the faint rustle of paper. Lost in thought, the memories of the sentencing racing in your mind. These days, you were reminded of your past more often than you liked to admit.Â
Your eyes drifted upward to the arched ceiling, its intricate carvings like something from a history textbook. You let out a small sigh, trying to focus on the fact that youâd made it here, to Linkon, against all odds.Â
And then you hit a wall.
Or, more accurately, a person.Â
Your shoulder smacked against solid muscle, and the impact sent your bag sliding halfway down your arm. You stumbled back a step, muttering an apology as you adjusted your strap. âSorry, I wasnâtââ
âWatching where you were going?â a voice cut in smoothly, tinged with amusement.
You looked up and were met with crimson eyes. Redâcrimson. Like a warning sign. His smirk, paired with his annoyingly well-kept hair and that stupidly perfect posture, only made it worse.Â
Your cheeks heated as you narrowed your eyes, irritation swiftly replacing your embarrassment. âExcuse me?â you said, your tone sharp.
âYou should be,â he replied, the corners of his mouth twitching as if holding back a laugh. âIâd hate for you to end up injured on your first day.â
The audacity. First, it wasnât your first dayâyouâd been here for months. Second, what was his problem?
âOh, donât worry about me. I can handle myself,â you shot back, trying to mask the faint flush creeping up your neck.
His expression didnât falter. If anything, he looked more amused now, leaning ever so slightly closer. âIâll keep that in mind.â
You opened your mouth to fire back another retort, but he stepped aside with a casual shrug before you could. âGood luck⊠rookie.â
And with that, he was gone, leaving you dumbfounded and a little annoyed. Rookie?
You shook your head, forcing yourself to focus. Whoever he was, youâd already decided he was annoying. He was probably some overconfident upperclassman who thought he owned the place.
You made a mental note to avoid him, refocusing on where you needed to be.Â
You didnât have to be first in class but needed a good seat, no exceptions. You picked up the pace, focusing on where you were going this time. When you found the room, you sat down and took a second to sink into the chair to relax.Â
Your mind drifted to the man you ran into. âI wonder if he's a law student,â you muttered out loud. Not that it mattered.
You shifted your attention to the topic at hand. The class was starting soon, and other graduate students had warned you plenty of times that law school differs from your first degree. You reached for the legal pad in your bag, placing it on the table. It was covered in the notes from your readings on ethics and justice.Â
Distracting you from your quiet mumbles while reviewing the coursework, a shorter brown-haired woman approached you. âIs this seat taken?â she asked smoothly. She had on a hat that said âLinkon Lions,â and she wore athletic wear. Her figure was highlighted by the well-fitting clothes she had on. âIâm Tara, by the way.âÂ
âOh, uhâno, itâs not, Iâm y/n,â you responded. âNice to meet you!âÂ
She sat next to you, and class went off without any issues. After your seminar, you packed your bag silently, looking up at Tara, âHey, I was going to go to a local coffee shop. Do you wanna come?â you asked. You didnât know her well, but she seemed nice enough, and you had a couple of classes with her.
âYeah, I'm down,â she said swiftly, her face scrunching into a soft smile. You both worked your way to the coffee shop, opening the door for her. The coffee shop buzzed with a low hum of conversation and the occasional clink of ceramic cups against the tables. You placed your orders, picked them up from the counter, and sat in the shop's back corner.Â
You sipped your drink, enjoying the warmth as it spread through your chest. Across the small table, Tara sat back in her chair, her brown hair pulled into a low ponytail. Her eyes lit up as she laughed at some joke about law professors.
âSo,â she said, setting her cup down with a soft clink. âHowâs your first semester treating you so far?â
You sighed dramatically. âOh, you know, just drowning in legal briefs and case law. The usual.â
She nodded, her expression empathetic. âSame here. First-year law classes are no joke. And Iâm trying to balance it with softball, whichâŠâ She trailed off with a wry smile, â...is its own kind of chaos.â
Your eyes widened. âWaitâyou play softball? At Linkon?â
Tara grinned. âYep. Iâve got two more years of eligibility left. I was redshirted most of undergrad, but I finally got some decent playing time last season. You play?â
The question caught you off guard. You hesitated, fingers fidgeting with the edge of your coffee cup. âI used to. I mean, I was really into it my first year of undergrad. It wasâkind of my escape. But I havenât played competitively in years.â
Her brow arched, a curious smile playing on her lips. âYou should come to tryouts. The team could always use good players, and walk-ons are rare but not unheard of.â
âI donât knowâŠâ You glanced down at your drink, suddenly fascinated by the swirl of foam. âItâs been so long. I donât even know if Iâd still be good enough.â
Tara waved a hand dismissively. âNonsense. If you loved it enough to play seriously during undergrad, itâs still in you. Muscle memory, right?â
You chuckled weakly. âMuscle memory or muscle cramping.â
She laughed, leaning forward conspiratorially. âTell you whatâif you decide to try out, Iâll help you prep. We can hit the field before tryouts get you back into the swing of things.â
âYouâd do that?â you asked, surprised by her offer.
âOf course! Itâs always nice to have more women on the team who know what theyâre doing.â She took another sip of her coffee, a smirk curling her lips. âBesides, if youâre half as competitive in softball as you seem about law school, youâll fit right in.â
You couldnât help but smile. The idea of trying out still terrified you, but having someone like Tara in your corner made it feel a little less daunting. Maybe this was the push you needed.
You made your way to your hole-in-the-wall apartment. It was bad enough that you were attending a prestigious university because the cost of attendance reflected that. You strolled, allowing yourself to soak up the tranquility of your surroundings. The green of the large trees had a way of calming your senses, even if your mind felt chaotic.Â
You reached the brown building, entering the back alleyway to enter the door to the apartment. You sat down on the cot on your floor, hugging your knees. You dropped your head to rest on your kneecaps, and the flier from earlier popped into your mind. It really wouldnât hurt to try out. Itâs not committing to anything long-term.Â
Linkon University felt like both a new beginning and a test of endurance. Between case law briefs and endless nights of research, you wondered if chasing both your dreams was even possible. You reached for your phone, your thumb hovering over Calebâs contact. Heâd know what to say right now. You waited as your phone rang, hugging your knees tighter.Â
You explained yourself to him, and you hoped heâd understand.Â
âSo, youâre just going to stay holed up in your apartment and overthink this, huh? Solid strategy. Iâm sure the team will be super impressed by your tryout performanceâlive from your living room.â he said.Â
You groaned, âNot now, Caleb.â
âWhat? Iâm just saying. Sitting on your couch isnât exactly going to help,â he said. You sat up fully, adjusting your position in the bed. âI donât even know why Iâm bothering. Itâs been years since I played competitively. What if I show up and Iâm terrible? What if they laugh?â What if I'm wasting my time? The fear was paralyzing.Â
âHmm. Okay, let me think. When have you ever been terrible at anything you cared about? Oh, rightânever.â he replied, his tone mocking. You rolled your eyes, âYouâre so dramatic.âÂ
âNo, seriously. Youâre a natural. Do you think I forgot all those times you turned impossible plays into routine outs? You could probably still crush it even if you hadnât touched a glove in ten years.â
âIâm not the same person anymore. And what if I embarrass myselfâor fail?â you responded hushedly. âIt just feels like the only thing I was sure about is Law School, and now that Iâm here, Iâm not even sure about that.â your voice trailed off.
âLook, I get it. Things have changed. Youâre not the same person.â he said softly. âYouâre better. Youâve got this, okay? Youâve always had this. Just think why you wanted to try out in the first placeâgo to school in the first place. You love the game. You love the law. And honestly, I think you miss proving to yourself just how amazing you are.â
You leaned back on your forearms, contemplating, âI guess soâŠâ
âAlright, hereâs the deal: if you donât go, Iâll drag you to that field, even if I have to drive from the grannyâs house. And you know Iâd do it.âÂ
You laughed softly, âYou would, wouldnât you?
âOh, absolutely. With a megaphone. And maybe Iâll sing an encouraging song, too.â You smiled, imagining the performance now, âYouâre insufferable.â
âYeah, yeah. But Iâm also right. Go out there and do your thing, okay? You owe it to yourself. And hey, if they donât see how great you are, they donât deserve you anyway.â
âOkay. Youâre right. Iâll go.â
â
Training with Tara was quite the adjustment. You knew this might be difficult, but you didn't realize how out of shape youâd become in just a year.Â
âKeep pushing. Youâre almost there,â Tara said, encouraging you. You had to remind yourself âmind over matter,â taking control of your actions.Â
But that was easier said than done when your lungs felt like they were on fire and your mouth was starting to taste like blood⊠You ran another rep, reaching the orange cone at first base. You tapped the cone, finally slowing down your pace, looking to your rightâpracticing good habits.
âI knew I struggled with enduranceâbut I donât remember it feeling that bad,â you said, kneeling over as you held onto your knees.Â
âYou should try the athletic center,â she said, looking at you a bit concerned. One of the coaches could give you a weight cardâto build endurance gradually.â You peered up at her, pondering the request in your mind. âNot a bad idea,â you said, short of breath.Â
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Later, after you finished up with Tara, you took her advice. Finding your way to the athletic center, you walked through the double doors. Everything about this school is grand.
The ceilings expanded as tall as the length of the building. Though this part of the building was admittedly more modern, the detailed pillars caught your attention. The athletic center was separated into three parts. The first part of the floor had workout equipment, even a separate pool area at the far end of the facility. The second floor had some more equipment, some things for rock climbing, some offices, and the rehabilitation center, which was your desired destination.Â
Those injured and not injured alike attended this facility area, getting advice and training from the coaches.Â
The clang of weights and low chatter filled the athletic center, but the sound softened to a quieter hum as you climbed the stairs toward the rehabilitation center. You paused at the entrance, unsure if you were even supposed to be there. The space was bustling, with trainers moving between stations, clipboard in hand, and athletes stretching or working through carefully monitored exercises.Â
You spotted him before he spotted you. The guy from your first day (not really)âthe one youâd bumped into. His striking red eyes and sharp features made him impossible to miss, even in a room full of athletes. He was seated on a padded bench, his left arm cradled in a sling, and his expressionâa mix of irritation and determinationâwas fixed on a trainer who appeared to be giving instructions.
Whatâs he doing here? You wondered.
Not wanting to be caught staring, you ducked your head and moved toward the back of the room, pretending to look for somethingâor someone. You didnât want to give him the satisfaction of knowing youâd noticed him.
As you passed by the station closest to him, his voice stopped you in your tracks. âI told you, it's fine. I donât need to sit out. Just tape it up, and Iâll play through it.â
The trainer sighed, his tone firm. âSylus, weâve been over this. You tore your rotator cuff. Playing through it isnât an option unless you want permanent damage. I know how much the team means to you, but youâre useless to them if you canât pitch again.â
Sylus. So that was his name.
âI donât care if I can pitch again,â Sylus grit out, frustration sharpening his tone. âI care about being there for my team now. Missing the playoffs isnât an option.â
The trainer crossed his arms, unmoved. âIf you keep pushing yourself like this, youâll lose more than the playoffs. Youâll lose the game altogether. Think about that, Sylus.â
There was a pause, the weight of the trainerâs words hanging heavy in the air. Sylus didnât reply, his jaw tightening as he looked away, his fingers flexing absently on his good hand.
You ducked behind a column, heart thumping in your chest. Youâd come to this school expecting greatness from everyone around you, but hearing him talk like that made you realize how much pressure everyone was under. How much he was under.
Heâs not just some arrogant jerk, you thought, remembering his amused grin when youâd bumped into him. Heâs carrying something heavier than he lets on.
You debated whether to say somethingâto let him know youâd overheardâbut you shook the thought away. What would you even say? Instead, you slipped out of the rehab center, your mind racing.
As you left, you found yourself thinking of Sylus differently. He was still annoyingâthere was no doubt about thatâbut now, you couldnât help but feel a flicker of understanding. Maybe even curiosity.
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hi folks. its been a long week. but its time for HOUR IN BRASS
for those just joining us, a new exalted splat is being released; when this happens, i usually lose my shit and liveread through the charms; this time it's the alchemical exalted, golem-robot-communists inside the belly of the machine god autochthon. if you wish to avoid this, you will blacklist #hour in brass
first third of charms:
Howdy Mother Fuckers. its time for HOUR IN BRASS
starting with: the horniest chapter fiction so far
the alchemical paradigm is that you have only so many charm slots for active charms at a time, but that most charms have submodules that add on without taking more slots. they have to swap charms in and out with the rite of reconfiguration. their dice limit is Ess+Attribute BUT one of their biggest charms is going to make their math oh whatever here it comes
TRANSPUISSANT ATTRIBUTE UPGRADE aka transpussy assribute ultima. which raises your resting attribute by 1, starts to stack at higher essences, and comes with a load of submodules to let you swap what attributes are used for what. god im fucking excited to have these around. unwavering sniper calibration to snipe with perception, for example
actually they have a lot of wacky universal charms about integrating with hearthstones, artifacts, stuff like that. robots be customizing bodies. i do want to point out vat surrogate reweaving system, which lets you speed-swap charms once between reconfigurations. i read it and immediately thought camilla hect Go Loud and started cackling
yes alchemicals can still go colossus and eventually turn into cities. though metropolis play is not mechanically supported
ok appearance. starting with radiant iconography array: anima holograms, but they do stuff like become realistic illusions or huge legendary size stuff
emotive aesthetics of the body electric naturally bangs
patriotism-provoking display has many-is-one node and one-is-many node as submodules, whihc are fun
universal advisor comportment is fun, makes you feel sagacious and advisorly
beguiling aestheic perfection is fun, when you socially affect someone they suffer trying to beat your guile for the rest of the scene. i have suffered this irl many times
pheromone regulation system⊠i cannot make any jokes about this that arent crass. i once knew someone who was turned on by the smell of xbox exhaust
man the submodule tech is really realyl nice. this is a great fucking way for charms to work. you can flashbang people with blinding strobe projector and then on top of that you can choose to enter stealth, steal more initiative, or make it rainbow
its really interesting to me that appearance is getting so many teacherly charms. with illuminating inspiration beacon "The Alchemicalâs faith in her students shines through in every aspect of her neon-limned visage"
damn, and from there is psyche-stabilizing beacon, where you radiate such comfort that it helps people resist brain curses
theotropic veneration mantle rocks. project a principle to the exclsuion of others, and those who share the principle see you as a holy figure
i sort of hate glistering obsession nodes. i dont want to glister. it makes people obsessed with me if they can't figure me out
ooh, disguises in appearance subterfuge. including stuff to appear human, or as a dfferent exalted
optical shroud, a classic, predator invisibility
apocryphal operative halo is really interesting, MIB neuralyzer
semiotic flare projector is a really cute concept. almost as cute as supreme icon of battlefield glory. when you kick ass on the battlefield your troops love it, and you can make your enemies hate it, and at e4 you can project it over the entire battlefield
alright, charisma. starting with effective leadership algorithm, both a great example of alchie flavor and of submodule tech bc its just a menu of submodules that let you decide what kinda rolls you use it on, whether youre using faction-building unity or overriding authority mode
oh synergy promoting upgrade is interesting. helps with bureaucracy if youre leadering, gets better if your group likes you, SPU: communal supremacy makes it better if its for a community, SPU: lifestyle cooperation paradigm makes your group like each other
hdkfghdfjsg universal authorization chevron. the cool s. intuitively recognized as a symbol of authority. UAC: axiomatic emblem means even gremlins/fae/undead recognize you with wary deference. UAC: perfected delegation emblem lets you hand out copies to deputies
heresy declaration beacon, lets fucking go
radiant emblem of integrity is interesting⊠if you speak the complete truth everyone knows that its the complete truth, and it can also authenticate replays of events projected with radiant iconography array. also if you tell the truth and it sucks, gain wp. fantastically built charm. oh the submodule lets you make it permanent and mandatory
electric fervor inspiration is a set of orichalcum electrodes implanted behind the alchemical's jaw. thats fucked up. oh it lets you reset social rolls thats differently fucked up
battle anthem of the alchemical exalted! made it in! oh this is just a menu of songs thats super neat. including thousand work shifts ballad⊠and double music
similarly with programming language eloquence "A breaker between the Alchemicalâs frontal and temporal lobes filters unnecessary emotion from her communicationsâŠ" im really having fun with this
damn propaganda interdiction signal: void-quelling chastisement means that gribblies can't call on principles to resist your influence to hangout with mortals
something about vox populi broadcast really compels me. its just a charm to speak loudly but you can submodule it to communicate only with allies or to cut through magical silence.. and its speakers implanted in your throat
ideological override circuitryâŠ
FEAR OVERRIDE DEVICE in warfare
homeguard reinforcement clarion⊠whip up that militia
dexterityyyy okay we're getting into the combat charms now
omg magnetic subdual coils to steal weapons. including a pulse blaster submodule, field projector, magnetronâŠ
protosynthetic ammunition replicator, as expected, but thankully it is reloaded with "an articulated metal tendril". & btw dispersive flash-chaff cluster to make it a flashbang arrow, fulminating conduction charge to make it a stun arrow, concussive overpressure warhead to make it a knockdown, airburst grenade
being able to group all the "fast attack" charms in one place is fun, the submodules have a cute menu of extra ways to use it
damn, blinding velocity actuator upgrades you to a surprise attack if youre fast enough?
i like that gear-driven reflex automation is, past all the prereqs and flavor lines and stuff, exactly one line of charm. and then some fun submodules. wait damn withering counterattck at e3, with tactical reaction matrix
hacking multistrike accelerator to "enact pre-programmed motions" in pursuit of⊠erm⊠well⊠ok wait forget that this is a really cool charm. doesnt use all your initiative on the decisive, this feels like itd be real fun to fuck with espcially with the submodules
dsjksdks subluminous onslaught: kinetic launch catapult lets you like launch a fucking sword to short range. or your fists
ESSENCE PULSE CANNON. lets fucking go. again the submodules are really cool: concussive, focused, precision, de hey. Sieve Devastator Mode. its sheer heft provides her with heavy cover
skjfdsf autonomous assault processors makes (Dex-2) attacks, but dont forget you could be augmened enough for that to be 4 attacks at e2 anyways, 5 at e3 (if i remember the TAU rules right).
oh shitt transmodal rapid targeting system, bend that bullet. psychokinetic vectors. sdhksdfs this damage calculation is really funny. damn this is fully just children of the sun or whatever that game was. epic
TRANSFINITE ULTRAVIOLENCE DRIVE. time stands still. and then you bank attacks, which seems really fun. shjdskf and TUD: omnitactical processing core lets you add more withering attacks on top
oh huh accelerated response system: unwavering precision lets you not take onslaught if you successfully defend against lower init enemies. thats probably not that strong but it feels strong
casualty-minimizing equations is a damn good name
perfectly parallel defensive geometryâŠ
oh light-etched interceptor barrier is fun. roll parry instead of static. and essence absorption screen lets you eat energy attacks with it
autonomous defensive drones AERIAL! actually theyre more like murderbot drones, they orbit and defend you. ⊠damn, they cant be withered and theyve got almost as many hls as a starting character, theyre a pain to take out. their DO Parry is (Dex+1) so they're like fantastic for ranged fighters who dont parry or dodge
precalculated evasion system lets you bank dodge successes⊠kind of like light-etched interceptor but not. really interesting. hey what its simple?
omnisituational evasive equation is a fantastic name. ts the perfect dodge. OEE: hyperspatial geometry is really fun
cyclical velocity treads! heelies!!!
and then theres⊠oil slick dispenser nozzles⊠in your calves. i love wacky races
momentum-charged overdrive engine is a bangin name⊠a preprogrammed sequence of combat acrobatics
inclding jet boosters in optimized pursuit accelerator⊠ts really funny that al these red jade rush charms are also like "ugh fine you can also use these to run away if you have to"
transphase engine⊠walk through fucking walls
sjdflskdf digital precision effectors splits open your fingertips
covert telemetry modeâŠ
counterharmonic scatter system is just like a really fun charm name. im having a lot of fun with charm names. displaces the sound of you
sdjlfsdf flicker-flare launchers are a flashbang to just immediately enter concealment
ooh matchless assassin protocols⊠reflexively stealth after a disengage or distract
hyperdextrous tentacle apparatus. can someone get astrakiseki on the phone
total perception negation field. if you see me no you didnt. ending, of course, in unseen deathblow calibration
and thats the first third. im like getting really alchemicalpilled rn. its hot
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Lucifer looks up from the desk. There's tears running down his face, yet his eyes are angry. "You don't love me. No one can love me. No one knows me. No one cares to delve deeper, past the surface. Even you." Lucifer stands and approaches Diavolo.
"You can stand there and act like I'm doing all the wrong here. Like you tried your best. But you're just as egotistical as I am, prince. You consider yourself kind. You consider yourself to be my best friend. But guess what, you don't know the half of what goes on in my mind."
"You don't know a thing, if you think I purposely hurt people. If you think I purposely hurt you. I'm suffering. I've been suffering for thousands of years. And I hate my job. I hate being here. I hate being Lucifer, Avatar of Pride, Vice President of Student Council. But I don't hate being your right-hand man."
"I love coming over to the castle. I love when you beg me to stay over. I love hanging out after school. I love signing papers in my office with you. But you didn't know that, did you?" Lucifer doesn't wait for Diavolo to speak. "No. Because I'm just Lucifer the workaholic. The hurtful, cruel Lucifer with no empathy."
"You stand for honesty. I stand for pride. I keep with my sin. With what I'm forced to do by it." Lucifer presses a finger into Diavolo's chest as he stares up at him, tears still rolling down his cheeks. His voice is angry, but not shouting yet. "But you don't. You never see even your so-called best friend past the surface. And at the end of the day, that means you betrayed yourself more than I ever will."
We need to talk, Lucifer. Whether you're busy or not.
- @https-diavolo
âŠwhy
#Prince Diavolo#He crying but also#Mans wants to hurt Diavolo now because he hurt him and he wants it to be fair#Lucifer stop doing this#<- I say as if I didn't write that whole paragraph
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Do you think Snape was bullied or atleast treated poorly by students other than Janes and Sirius? How do you think people generally viewed him?
âWell, canonically no other people are mentioned, and I suppose if they had been, something wouldâve come up. Or not, because Rowling can be pretty lacking when it comes to certain details, but oh well. I donât think anything happened to him at his house because we know Lucius always viewed him favorably, and the fact that Severus adapted to the character and ways of the Slytherins of his time likely shielded him from being mistreated. Thatâs something I attribute to a large part of his eventual involvement with the Death Eaters.
However, I also donât think his peers made much effort to defend him from others, because if they had, Iâm pretty sure the bullying he suffered from James and Sirius wouldnât have escalated as much as it did. I can imagine the Gryffindors probably egged on the Marauders against him out of loyalty and because they were the most popular students in their house. I donât think they actively went after him themselves, but they probably cheered the others on or applauded when they started to humiliate him.
Honestly, I donât see the Hufflepuffs or Ravenclaws getting involved in that kind of nonsense, but I also donât see them stopping it. They strike me more as silent spectators who didnât want to get involved in conflicts and just turned a blind eye. Some mightâve thought it was funny, others might not have, but probably no one interfered.
What Iâm pretty certain about is that, overall, everyone likely thought he was an outcast and unpleasant. Probably, aside from the Slytherins, no one dared approach him out of fear that associating with him might also make them targets of James and Sirius. This happens a lot with victims of bullying: their bullies manage to isolate them from others by creating a sense of danger for anyone who tries to approach or befriend the victim. As a result, the victim becomes increasingly excluded from their environment, making it easier to attack them while also progressively eroding their self-esteem.
#severus snape#pro severus snape#pro snape#severus snape defense#severus snape headcanon#snape headcanon#severus snape fandom#james potter#sirius black#harry potter meta#the marauders#marauders#anti marauders
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the rainy season is uppon us (at least for those of us in Here, Somewhere where I live) and thus here are my list of pros and cons:
pros:
- its actually pretty chilly, instead of being roasted alive in the 45°C + heat
- teachers come in late
- rain showers
- sometimes a bird, or a bunch, comes inside the classroom to hide from the rain
- most notably pidgeons
- and some ravens
- theyre cool
- splashes
- trees sometimes get hit with ligtning and classes end for emergency evac
- swimming practice gets cancelled more often than not because some storm is about to hit
- its cold in the mornings, and no one blames you if youre excuse is 'i overslept' in the school late slip
- my geo teacher lets kids use the couch to crash after math
- my math teacher is particularly vicious this time of year, as most things annoy her
- especially the internet in her classroom
- shes a good teacher but shes even better while being the antagonist of our lives
- (i havent failed a single math test so far and my average is around 80-90% thanks to her)
- yay we got our internet back from IT after 3 months of radio silence
- colds
- yeah shit sucks with a stuffy nose but hey you cant smell that gross school bathroom smell during this time
- can just jump into the pool, get out of it, and walk around and no one will question seeing you dripping wet
- electricity gets cut, resulting in cool mid day blackouts
- mid term pranks are in full session
Cons:
- the awful bathroom smell
- getting drenched when you're just minding your own business
- people pushing each other out in the rain
- misquitoes
- colds
- malaria is getting rampant
- the school hallways are always wet
- classes are somtimea flooded and our back packs are collateral
- (tho it did result in some classes where all of us are sitting on desk and our teacher took to wearing flipflops and spalshing us when he thinks we arent paying attention)
- leaks and mold
- skywalks are neigh impossible
- black out, internet shortage when that giant project file youre about to turn in gets shut down with the dinosaur on the screen
- misquitoes
- fevers, stuffy noses, the sneezing, feeling gross and very unwell, etc.
- having to leave my poor bike at school while i walk home in a downpour with my tiny umbrealla because my parents wouldnt let me ride
- the street food people dont come by anymore
- srsly i miss those grilled rice papers stuffed to the brim with declious goodness
- the indoor gym drops a few degrees colder and our teachers cant do anything about it
- i swear every kid was shivering because everybody had a cold
- misquitoes
#rainy season#thoughts?#pros and cons#literally happens every year#school nearly got cancelled once#i put a wasp nest that i befriended long ago under the camera in the staff evlavator#mid term pranks as a freshman#srsly why wait for yoru senior year when you can just start things now#its good practice#shoutout to ms. kelt shes the villain in every of her class' stories and the hero at the same time#all my teachers are evil but who doesnt have one?#i got four this semester#i have four periods everyday#dont worry their all good teachers#they just like to see their students suffer#:'D
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Puyo/Madou, meet ISAT. ISAT, meet Puyo/Madou. I'm sure you have everything in common and this is not at all a completely random crossover of my two current interests
#dont look at Salde for rhe love of my sanity do not even percieve Salde i dint kwno what ifmf doing g#art#fanart#ISAT#puyo puyo#in stars and time#madou monogatari#kitscribbles#sig puyo puyo#schezo wegey#arle nadja#ringo ando#sig really do be sig no last name#prince salde#their ages are different in this one. oldest to youngest - schezo > arle > sig > ringo > salde#you see that stubble on Sig thats baby stubble. thats unfortunate facial hair on a teenager#sometimes it works out for people still in their teens but not sig#Ringo is!! Perhaps a bit too young to travel!! She's basically a foreign exchange student#i have to admit all the roles and dynamics in ISAT are NOT 1:1 in this AU#i have it all mixed up#when i say sig and schezo are besties i mean theyre both awkward with people they just happen to have an understanding. also sig bullies hi#Sig is he/they here!! I dont usually mess with canon genders (hella respect those who do) but honestly i just like it for Sig...#I still need to learn more about Salde but imma just go ahead and say that Salde is kid gender#Was tempted to hide Sig's lil hair thingies under his hat but then was like. Why would i do that#favorite joke in all this is that Schezo tried so hard to Change that he fucked up his own speech patterns and now socializing is. well#sig didnt shave before the loops and now he has to do that every time or suffer the teasing of his friends at some point in the house#thanks guys im going insane over here and youre laughing. going nonverbal now#How does Salde balance a fish on their head? uhhhhh well you see. have you ever balanced a massive bag of frozen peas#Salde doesnt cook but there's money in that fish. Nobody feels comfortable enough to ask a kid for cash but they WILL reward good behavior#in puyos and time
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#head instructor to the TAs in the lab section i TA for: how r u guys feeling abt the workload?#me who hasnt graded anything since week 1 and spent an hr that morning filling out a patient safety plan: đ#listen. we r experiencing symptoms that make us shitty at our job. which is not helpful for a positive outlook#i was also experiencing horrible cramps at the time bc i lost my ibuprofen and 2 days ago i stopped the birth control in a desperate effort#to stop feeling terrible. but in this moment i feel alright. its wild to go from drastically unhappy to like lol wtf was that? anyway stop#being a bby loser. for no obvious reason. im gonna start the birth control again to see if i get depressed again or if that was just me lol#i dont think my therapist understands the depth of my executive functioning issues tho. bc im a grad student and can meet deadlines. like#let me tell u im a fucking disaster abt starting things. i will go back and forth and get nothing done forever. or i do things halfway and#make everything 30 times more difficult later bc no one else understands how my brain works#ah well. itll b fine. sometimes i just get freaked out that i wanna b better and i dont kno how to do that. so i spiral in despair a lil#ill b fine. im good at catching myself before i get too out of control. annoyingly tho i am not currently beating the bip0lar allagations#bc whatever tf is wrong with me i do probably fit the diagnostic criteria for bip0lar 2. i dont kno y that freaks me out so much. i guess#its bc it feels like something i cant just make better thru force of will and i grew up in a home that was very obsessively#health conscious to the point my dad gets anxious abt taking a single ibuprofen. so like ive been conditioned to get freaked out by#medication. literally my grandma will call me and tell me to b suspicious of doctors and to not take medicine unless absolutely necessary.#like lady u r the genetic reason i have 0cd shut the fuck up. also it feels like something that would more negatively affect how ppl think#of u than saying oh yea i get depressed or i have anxiety. like the connotation feels worse im used to just telling ppl whatever tf#my problem is. so the idea of holding something back feels weird. which annoys me bc i dont think there should b so much of a stigma. its#bullshit. anyway idk. im tired. i was trying to think of a comfort tv show with my therapist and all i could think was the terror#when im depressed i wanna watch those English mother fuckers suffer and die. i just lov that show so much. harry g00dsir my beloved. the#most me coded character to ever exist#unrelated
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idk how irl celebrities handle fame at a young age like at seventeen i had a couple hundred people regularly interacting with me and putting me on a pedestal and that almost made me crazy. i see new writers getting attention in fandom and i immediately have to put myself in front of them and start barking. get behind me girl
#I FEEL LIKE THIS SHOULD BE TALKED ABOUT MORE LMAO LIKE EVEN THOUGH IT'S A VERY SMALL AMOUNT OF ATTENTION#COMPARED TO LIKE. ACTUAL CELEBRITY#IT'S STILL INSANE LIKE FOR THE PAST THREE YEARS IVE HAD RECURRING INSTANCES OF PEOPLE BEING WEIRD#AND PUSHING BOUNDARIES AND GENERALLY FORGETTING IM AN ACTUAL REAL LIFE PERSON#AND EVEN A LOT OF THOSE WHO AREN'T - ACCIDENTALLY OR INTENTIONALLY - NEGATIVE ABOUT IT#STILL VERY CASUALLY TALK ABOUT ME LIKE IM SOME SUPERIOR FORCE#LIKE IM JUST A GUY ACTUALLY#AND EVEN THOUGH IM ONLY TWENTY I CAN HANDLE IT A LOTTTTTTT BETTER#BUT SOMEONE NEEDS TO DO A STUDY ON THIS SHIT FOR YOUNGER PEOPLE#BC AT SEVENTEEN I REALLY REALLY CANNOT STRESS ENOUGH HOW BAD THAT SHIT WAS FOR ME LMAO#and now i just go crazy overprotective of newer/more unsure writers/artists in fandom#if ur reading this and ive done this to you then my bad <3#like if we're in the same circle and you get a mean ask/comment/experience then it's truly a matter of time before i descend from the sky#sorry <3 it will happen again <3#someone ive interacted with maybe one time: i got a mean ask-#me immediately seeing red: do you want me to kill them for you#nothing triggered this post btw it's just something that's on my mind a lot#i feel like a war veteran and im literally a student. ive been in the trenches besties. i have suffered more than jesus i think
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#insights#we are watching the world trend into horror and western leftists are applauding#normally i love western leftists. we are so quick to stand against what we perceive to be injustice#but two days ago a close friend of mine for many years retweeted that video of the concordia student screaming âyou fucking kikeâ#the next day another friend retweets a post saying that hamas should have killed more#that rape isnât rape when itâs against colonizers#so many of my friends agreeing that itâs okay to dehumanize people you donât like#i am no expert in what qualifies as deserving of respect but i was raised to believe that every human being deserves basic respect.#iâm not sympathetic to the israeli government at all and i hope they face repercussions for the crimes theyâve committed#but i am so so scared that so many people are watching âdeath to the jewsâ trend worldwide and saying âthey deserved itâ#it went from anti-colonialism to anti-semitism and there is a REAL lack of acknowledgement of that#meanwhile palestinians still suffer and all of this global hatred and insistence on black and white isnât helping#jewish people everywhere had a right to be paranoid because theyâve seen this before and the left just laughed it off#probably now the same people who are holding pitchforks and thinking that hatred will solve injustice#i want a free palestine and for anti-semitism to not exist because these are compatible ideas#if you see anti-semitism or anti-arab sentiments please do call it out.#i didnât make this into a textpost because i was afraid it would get passed around in a bad way#iâm sure somebody will still read this and scream âISRAEL SYMPATHIZER!â#honestly we should all criticize the israeli government (as so many israelis do)#but there are also a lot of free thinkers going âjews control the narrative / the worldâ like that isnât some of the pre-holocaust thinking#and they refuse to acknowledge it.#anyways iâm terrified for the world and for humanity and its strange urge to destroy itself
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Also remember how Chalice Dungeons have fallen armored Cainhurst warriors (check portrait of a guy in golden armor) and swords+shields all over?
I feel like they were just average Cainhurst warriors, but they appeared to be uneffective against agile beasts! Lore outright says heavy armour and shields don't do. So Gehrman, since he WAS the first hunter, appeared to instruct them on more effective techniques! Maria would be the first to adopt his teachings with trick weapon + lighter armor, and so Cainhurst Knights were inspired by that (though adopted more Fancy and Pomp (TM) style with gems and bright colors and all)
So, my current interpretation is that Maria was one of that type of warriors with golden heavy armor and shield initially, but? Seeing how well adjusted Cainhurst got and how she died young (unless that's vaaaampire aaage maaagic~), that might arguably work even better if she met him as a child, or at least a teen and already wanted to help to fight too and train under him! So normie Knights were first, and she just developed her own drip - the one that would not make Gehrman and others scoff at looking unnecessary pomp, heh. And basing it after male Knights to be taken more seriously by her senpai and maybe also because female Knights tiny hat is ridiculous hfjghgbbj
Like I am actually tempted to retract my idea with romantic subplot failing miserably from either side because him meeting her since very young age works better! ELONGATING the backstory. So yeah, developing more (grand)fatherly feelings for her DOES work even better - as well as letting her get on the dark path on his own rather than picking up someone who is already a warrior! It just makes 'he HAS regrets' even more saturated and painful, more pain is always better! Also if little/teen Maria used to wear clothes very similar to how Doll is dressed that'd be IQ over 900000 move x) He just attempted to recover that innocent girl vibe he ruined in his despair y'all...
#bloodborne#lady maria of the astral clocktower#gehrman the first hunter#bloodborne headcanon#yeah i was bouncing some ideas for reference of her off (type of ref like my adeline one)#and then I thought WHAT IFFFFFFF GKHFJKGDGH#him meeting her since little age and inspiring her to MURDER is the most tragic option#so yeah i might join the 'student+granddaughter figure' club tbh!!!!!!#but yes in the ship realm he knows her as one of those warriors#but even then she just wanted to protect people! and help to scout dungeons!#not to kill cosmic moms and their babies!#gehrman you messed up in either case.....#realizing that gehrman and valtr did the same mistake was my biggest burst of joy#YES! SUFFER!!!!! AHAHAHAHAHA#*nevermind you just see me being Mentally Stable about writing tropes*
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for the character solidifying asks - 49 and 50 for the oc(s) of your choice !
hiiii oh my gosh is this the first time youve been in my ask box. i think so. i am so sorry it has taken me a literal month but here, i offer you my second favorite jedi dad and then a miserable wet rat of a seer character solidifying asks here
49. What about voice? Pitch? Strength? Tempo and rhythm of speech? Pronunciation? Accent? Hellirâ-Amderak Edi Drovaddal // Hellirâ has a very smooth, soulful, I wonât say gentle but.. non-domineering voice. He is a Diplomat and must adjust his voice as needed for pretty much any situation but at rest he is quite soft-spoken, and pronounces his words pretty easily? He doesnât speak so crisp when heâs not on the job. Itâs between a mumble, and just on the tip of a smile. Heâs VERY deliberate, no matter what the case may be. If he says it, he means it. And he has kept his native Balosar accent to him (which is like a typical Coruscanti Basic accent, just.. slightly to the left of the usual from what you hear on the surface but not quite found on any other level. A bit gruff, choppy at times, but never upset or accusatory or negative. Itâs just a little to the left of it all.)
50. What are the prevailing facial expressions? Sour? Cheerful? Dominating? Jupso Onurimaa // He always looks like heâs suffering, because he usually is. Itâs the slightly furrowed brow, a little frown to him, lips pressed tightly together, heâs got worry and remorse in his eyes more than anything else. Heâs withdrawn even in expression, when anyoneâs able to see it. He used to be very good at hiding this away from others but heâs slipped up majorly since resurrection, and if you see him with no veilâŠ
#cheeri inquires#cheeri ocs#oc tag | [hellir'-amderak edi drovaddal]#oc tag | [jupso onurimaa]#IVE BEEN TALKING ABOUT JUPSO MORE RECENTLY THANKS TO @ KIWIKIPEDIA AND MANNNN#i almost feel bad for jupso.#like hellir' certainly had it difficult with being the one picking up in qui-gon's aftermath and he helped obi-wan work through a lot of#different traumas and how to move forward with what He feels is right rather than like.. following what qui-gon asked of him#he's already been a savior many times over and he just loves to see others grow because he himself was taught so well and carried on after#his master âmysteriously disappearedâ (cough cough got vanished on purpose)#but then jupso is just kinda. really pathetic#he saw a prophecy that yoda and his four students would ultimately bring down the order if yoda. HIS OWN MASTER AT THE TIME. was not taken#out of the grandmaster position. but instead of going w the prophecy he just left the order entirely and went back home#his family and wife convinced him to go back and save the children at least but he refused to get anywhere near yoda#and thus allowed the prophecy to not only come to fruition but also allowed a consequential prophecy to manifest in one of his padawans#that pretty much said âgood job. the force is about to break into physical shards and with it will come hell. have funâ#he couldn't even die in peace bc the grim reaper said no. LOL suffer
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video taken from shahed's instagram follow: @shahednhall verification source (no. 224 on el-shab-hussein/nabulsi's list)
"I like to photograph everything. I like to collect special shots because the memory is not repeated. I like to make it in my memory and the memory of everyone. I did not like to share the destruction. I did not like to share the life that has become black and white despite this reality, but my message is to show the beauty of my family and how much they deserve life. I do not want them to appear in a picture they do not like and do not want anyone wish for it. The lens of my camera will continue to transmit the most beautiful shots. Get up, fight for me, a new danger that presses
I hope you save my life before it's too late.đđ"
- shahed (please read & share full post here)
no one should have to showcase their suffering for others to care. sadly, people only seem to mobilize after something truly horrific happens. i am begging you all not to wait for the next tragedy. there is no pause button, no reprieve, no escape from the suffering these families face on a daily basis. they all need your help now.
if you don't know her already, shahed is a 21 year old who used to be a student at al-azhar university before the genocide began. with both her parents having taken ill, she is the sole provider for her family right now, including her five siblings, youngest of whom is just a baby.
shahed is currently trying to put together an evacuation fund for her younger sisters (who have hepatitis and are severely ill.)Â they were recently removed from the clinic where they were getting treated due to overcrowding/because there were more pressing cases to be attended to, likely because of the massacres that took place days ago and are still happening today.
there is no room left for people's complacency-- it's okay if you're unable to donate right now-- what's not okay is assuming others will pick up your slack. just because your dash is full of đcontent doesn't mean that's the case for others. you taking a second out of your day to spread shahed's campaign brings her that much closer to her goal. please do whatever you can to help her out.
SHAHED NEEDS TO REACH $40K USD BY THE END OF THE JULY IN ORDER TO GET HER FAMILY TO SAFETY
current stats: $34,137 raised
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AAAAAAAAAAACCCCCCKKKKKKKKKKKK, CRRYIINGGGGG, WAIT, WAIT, HOLD ON, WAIT
OH MY GOOODDDDDDDDDDDDD, HE'S SO FREAKING CUTTEEEE, MY SHY LIL BABY BOIIIII, AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA-
I'M CRYING, MAN, I'M CRYING. O K A Y. FIRST OFF. I can't stress enough how. Freaking shocked I get when people draw my versions, okay.
AND I SHOULDN'T. I SHOULDN'T, OKAY. I SHOULD BE USED TO IT BY NOW.
But n o. Literally every time. Every single time I see one of my bois, or one of my girls if drawn using the official genderbent versions lmao, without fail. I just stare in astonishment and go "OH MY GOSH, THEY DREW THEM EXACTLY AS HOW I IMAGINED THEM-"
....Can you see why this is stupid.
I have the literal, actual, canon reference sheets on my blog. I draw them more often than I don't. I am literally handing the "how to draw my characters exactly as how I see them" on a silver freaking platter, I should not be surprised-
ANYWAY, ANYWAY, HE IS SO FREAKING CUTE. I LOVE HIM SO MUCH. WE GOT THE FULLY COLORED VERSION WHERE HE LOOK SO SWEET AND SHY AND CUTE. T H E N, T H E N, WE GOT BROOMIE, ALL GLAMMED UP LIKE IT USUALLY IS. THEN WE GOT SHY INK, WE GOT DISSOCIATING, EMOTIONLESS INK, AND THEN ANGY, "ABOUT TO LET YA HAVE IT" INKâ§Ë°.
Also just. The lil grinning Ink in the corner. I am w h e e z i n g. He looks like such a scrunkly, happy little goofball for once. He looks like he just told the stupidest joke ever and knows it. So he's just sitting there, grinning and snickering at his own freaking joke like a moron.
You know what, you deserve it, Ink. Freaking laugh at your own stupid joke, let's go, that's so incredibly based ngl-
GUYS GUYS GUYS GOOO read ''Perseverance'' by @pastelaspirations !! ABSOLUTELY beautiful story that had me hooked since the start.
I am so obsessed with this fic and can only ever think about it everyday. At work or at home it is STUCK in my head.
If I hyperfixate on an AU of an AU it means it's GOOODD. READ IT !!!!
#I'm crying thank you so much#ALSO SCREAMING#I'M HAVING SO MANY PEOPLE RECOMMEND MY FIC TO STRANGERS NOW I DON'T KNOW WHAT TO DO#I'm also just. Holding my head in despair#You linked my blog and when you hover over it; you just#See shitpost after shitpost#Like w h a t#LIKE THE MENTAL DISCONNECT MAN#TELLING PEOPLE TO READ THIS AMAZING FIC THAT YA FOUND SO YOU LINK THE AUTHOR'S TUMBLR#AND IT'S JUST *FULL* OF LITERAL SHITPOSTS-#People just looking at it like âAre you serious; this is the actual author-â#Y e s. Unfortunately#L i s t e n#I know how to write intelligently and eloquently#I j u s t c a n ' t d o i t f o r m y b l o g#Or my author's notes tbh#O o o seeing your tag about working with students#That's so cool; man. I'm in a class rn teaching me how to teach languages to students#Thank youuu maaan. I relate to this Ink so much too tbh#A lot of it is because I project an unhealthy amount onto him#â§Ë°.Can't feel alone if ya main writing inspiration suffers from literally everything you doâ§Ë°.#Except not. I deliberately didn't let Ink suffer from insomnia even though I absolutely do lmao#C r y i n g. Yes I know; his character development is literally off the walls insane#Y e s. This fic is my long; niche excuse to write an Errorink shipfic with all the mental trauma/psychological horror that I wanted#I have a very unhealthy attachment to Errorink okay-
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How would they sleep with you?
Summary: How would the TWST boys sleep in the same bed as you?
Characters: All NRC students (-Ortho)
Warnings: None (?)
A/N: I'm suffering from TWST brain rot.
Riddle Rosehearts:
It depends on the day. Most days heâll just fall asleep next to you, other days heâll fall asleep in your arms. Sometimes he just wants to be held and what else is he supposed to do when you feel so warm? He canât stop the way his eyes start to close or the way he starts to lose consciousness. He likes when he wakes up in your arms too. It makes him feel safe and secure. Maybe he should ask to be held more often.
Trey Clover:
Normally heâll just fall asleep next to you. Really close though. Your shoulders will be touching but he wonât have an arm around you or anything. Of course, if you want him to hold you, heâs willing to. And if you want to hold him, he doesnât mind. Just ask and heâll do it.
Cater Diamond:
Heâs a cuddly sleeper. Most days he wants you to hold him while he sleeps. Something about being in your arms just makes him feel safe. He especially loves that heâs surrounded by you. Sometimes he does like to hold you, especially when your head is resting on his chest. Not only does it feel nice to have you against his chest, but itâs nice to feel trusted by you.
Ace Trappola:
He wants you to sleep on him. Your head on his chest and the rest of your body between his legs. Heâll have his arms wrapped around your back and when heâs having trouble sleeping heâll trace shapes into your back. And right before he goes to sleep, heâll plant a little kiss on the top of your head.
Deuce Spade:
However you want. You want to be held, heâs holding you. You want to hold him, heâs snuggling into your arms. You just want to sleep next to him, heâll face you so that youâre the last thing he sees before going to sleep. He really doesnât care. However, his favorite is when he gets to hold you. It feels nice to fall asleep with you in his arms. He always asks if he can hold you, and if you say no, heâs fine with that. Heâs not going to overstep your boundaries.
Leona Kingscholar:
He holds you or sleeps on top of you. His main goal is to keep you in bed with him and both of those are very effective. His favorite out of those two is sleeping on you. He gets to keep you there and sleep on his favorite pillow, itâs a win-win. Lets just hope the professors are willing to overlook your tardiness.
Ruggie Bucchi:
In your arms. He loves the feeling of being held. And I mean LOVES. Heâs not used to being held. It's a nice sensation. He feels safe and loved and he couldnât ask for a better feeling. Occasionally, he does like holding you, but thatâs usually just when youâre feeling down.
Jack Howl:
He prefers to just sleep next to you. He does want to be touching you but heâs not a cuddler. Heâll hold your hand or have his arm wrapped around yours but he doesnât cuddle. When he does cuddle, he wants to hold you. Holding you makes him feel better. But if you want to hold him and pet his ears, he wonât complain.
Azul Ashengrotto:
Heâs a cuddly sleeper but he doesnât want to admit it. When he goes to sleep heâs laying next to you, but when he wakes up heâs holding you super tightly. Itâs like heâs scared to let go of you. No matter how many times it happens, he refuses to admit that heâs a cuddler (at least to other people).
Jade Leech:
Prefers to just sleep next to you. If you want to cuddle, then go ahead and hold him, but he wonât hold you back. Heâd actually be amused if you hold onto him. Your arms wrap around him and he has to keep himself from chuckling. He didnât think heâd like being held, but thereâs just something about being in your arms. Maybe heâll sleep in a little, just to stay in this moment.
Floyd Leech:
Do I even need to say it? Floydâs a cuddler. He squeezes you. He doesnât let up once. You can tell when he starts to fall asleep because his grip on you slightly loosens. When he wakes up and notices youâre in his arms, heâll squeeze you until you wake up.
Kalim Al-Asim:
Cuddly sleeper. Heâs holding onto you like his life depends on it. He mainly likes when you hold him. He loves to just lay his head on your chest and fall asleep in your arms. If he wakes up and heâs no longer in your arms, heâll wrap his arms around you instead. He needs to be cuddling with you in one way or another.
Jamil Viper:
Heâs a big cuddler. He loves when you hold him. And if you run your hands through his hair? He is melting. Heâs so stressed all the time and he has to do so much work all day. Getting to fall asleep in your arms is the highlight of his day. Itâs like all his worries fade away the moment heâs in your arms. If you find that heâs sleeping in today, just let him. He needs it.
Vil Schoenheit:
Cuddling improves sleep, so Vil is a cuddler. He wouldnât be spread out all over you, but he would hold you in his arms. His favorite cuddling position is spooning. He likes to hold you against him. His sleep has always been good, but has improved since getting with you. Good job, you single-handedly helped THE Vil Schoenheit get better sleep.
Rook Hunt:
He doesnât care. As long as he can sleep in the same room as you, he doesnât care. He will sleep however you want. Youâre beautiful no matter how you want to sleep. What sleeping position does he prefer? Whichever one you prefer.
Epel Felmier:
He likes to cuddle, but he never admits it. He thinks cuddling is a girly thing. He wants to hold you in his arms. He does move a lot in his sleep and has kicked you a few times. And fell off the bed. When somebody asks if you guys cuddle, heâll deny and just say that he holds you. It sounds manlier to him.
Idia Shroud:
He likes to cuddle, but he doesnât like to say it. Heâs too embarrassed to bring it up. He will NOT initiate under any circumstances. You have to initiate. You have to ask for cuddles. Otherwise, heâll just lay beside you. Heâll sleep on his back and just stare at the ceiling. Heâs too tense to sleep when youâre next to him.
Malleus Draconia:
He likes to cuddle. Youâre not afraid of him and he likes to have that reinforced by cuddling with you. Especially if you let him hold you. You feel safe in his arms, not afraid. Heâs so happy. Heâll be smiling in his sleep just because heâs holding you. He does enjoy being held too, but mainly prefers to hold you.
Lilia Vanrouge:
To no oneâs surprise, Lilia is a cuddler. Heâll just force himself into your arms. Heâs nuzzling into you with a little smile on his face. He would also do this when youâre asleep. Heâll wait until heâs certain youâre asleep and crawl into your arms so youâll be pleasantly surprised when you wake up.
Silver Vanrouge:
He likes holding you. He falls asleep before he can fully put his arms around you, but he loves holding you. If he wakes up to find that you crawled into his arms, heâll be super happy. (You might not be able to tell, but itâs true). He has occasionally fallen asleep in your lap. It might not be his favorite position to fall asleep in, but itâs his favorite to wake up in.
Sebek Zigvolt:
Next to you. He canât hold you or be held by you, because then he might be slower to react if something broke in. He canât go through the extra effort to release his hold on you or climb out of your arms. The most heâll do is hold your hand. Itâs either holding hands or nothing.
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smack, smack â gojo satoru x f!reader
a/n: special thanks to the beautiful @stinkyme for inspiring me to actually write this and for fangirling over the idea with me <3
gojo satoru, like any dad, got his fair share of âbullyingâ from his daughter, his 5 months old baby.
some dads get peed on, others get their hair pulled, and others get their nose bitten on the daily. it's a little something to make them suffer a bit like the mothers had to during the pregnancy.
your husband, however, is always getting smacked in the face whenever he has his blindfold on, and I mean harshly smacked in the face and unforgiving scratching.
the first time it happened was when he was going to school. he was ready, uniform on and everything, but he simply had to say goodbye to his two girls.
skipping to your shared bedroom, he placed two big smooches on your face. then, after much of pulling him off you, he went to smooch his little girl. a big unmatched grin was on his face as he looked down at her in her crib.
he picked her up, cooing softly at her, âwhat a pretty girl, just as pretty as your mama, huh?â
satoru then laid her gently against his chest and started rocking her softly, while humming. after a while, he felt her stir a little in his arms. she sleepily looks up at him, and he smiles down at her, âgood morning, babyââ
now, your daughter was used to seeing her dad without the blindfold. she was used to getting met by her dad's bright blue eyes.
so when a strange unknown man was holding her up instead of her papa, she started wailing and screaming, repeatedly smacking him in the face.
whenever her littleâstrongâhand landed on the blindfold, she would try to pull it off with all her baby might. you scrambled out of your bed at the loud screeches and screams of both your husband and your daughter.
you saw how satoru was desperately trying to, as gently as possible, make her release her grip. you stumbled on your words, before yelling, âyour blindfold! take off your blindfold off!â
âI! am! trying!â he yelps as she continues slapping the hell out of his face.
you hurry and take his blindfold off, swiftly throwing it to the side. he started rocking her, smiling despite the red marks and scratches all over his handsome face, âitâs me, daddy! you see me?â
almost magically, your daughter calmed down in an instant with the occasional hiccup from her previous crying. he smiled, âthere you go; thatâs my girl.â
she gently made grabby hands at him, and he quickly pulled her back into his chest. your daughter instantly snuggled into his shoulder and hid her face in his neck.
you stared at him for a moment, âwell, at least we know that she bloody hates that blindfold.â
it honestly kind of adds up.
you remember the many times that your daughter was generally distressed or fussy and instantly calmed down when she saw her dadâs eyes. you also remember that one time your daughter was actually zoning out while looking at satoruâs eyes, her own safe place.
satoru chuckles with a shrug, âI have you as my savior, anyway.â
âyou canât always count on me to be the one to save you from our daughterâs monstrously strong grip.â
and he canât.
no one is brave enough to try and to fight back a baby, let alone the strongest sorcererâs baby.
that attack happens way more than satoru would like. for example, whenever youâre busy, he takes his little princess to the school with him. in general, everyone helps in taking care of the little angel (devil in some cases).
however, god forbid she sees satoru coming back from a mission with his blindfold on.
it took some time for your husband to learn his lesson and immediately take his blindfold off before he entered the school. until then, he was prone to his daughterâs crazy strong hand smacking his face till his entire face is painted red and not the cute kind.
satoru never believed in his students to save him, except for yuuji. the first time it happened around the students, most of them were either laughing or speechless.
yuuji did try to save his sensei from his smacking machine of a daughter, but ended up getting smacked himself.
your husband did hope that, maybe, nanamiâs heart would soften, and he would finally help him.
nanamiâs heart did soften, just not for satoru. instead, your daughter now has a special soft spot in nanamiâs heart, as he did in hers, but that isnât our topic for today.
the amount of times you would enter the room to find nanami chuckling or smiling at your husband getting beaten to a pulp by your baby. satoru could be sobbing, ânanami, please! save me!â
and nanami would simply smileâsadisticallyâand hum, âI donât think I will.â
youâre pretty sure that nanami believes this is godâs way of punishing your husband for all the mischief he caused.
ignoring that, it grips your heart how satoruâs face would brighten up the moment he saw you. he would run up to you, giving you the baby to calm her down while he gives his face a rest.
and your little girl was smiling and giving you her version of cheek kisses.
your husband recovered quickly though, and took her back, his blindfold finally off. he doesnât do it without pecking your lips though, âmy savior.â    Â
then he gets lost in his own world with his little girl, and their laughs and giggles filled the room. her hands were gently holding her dadâs face as she squeals, and satoruâs heart soars as he forgets about his beating from a moment ago.
now, that doesnât mean that his dear students donât make fun of him for always losing against his little girl. during one of the recent teasings, he simply huffed, âyou never tried the grip of a baby! tell them, yuuji!â
yuuji shudders as he remembers how long the slap mark lasted, âshe is one hell of a strong baby.â
itâs one thing for panda and nobara to laugh, itâs another for megumi and maki to do so as well. your husbandâs ego simply couldnât take it anymore. he took his baby in his arms and gathered the baby bags, sparing one last glance at his âbulliesâ.
and so your husband dramatically exits the room, âI need my wife! I canât with you people anymore!â
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