#this is me trying to convince my my sis and one of my bros theyre aspec

[gunkyengines]

4, 7, and 9, for the s/i questions if you're still taking them!

Ohhhh my gods @jetsetspy I’m so sorry for answering this question so late ;-; My answers are under the cut!

4. Does your insert have a backstory? Tell us about it! How does their backstory, if any, define who they are? How does it reflect their relationships now? Their hopes and dreams?

Bellamy Amplexus – Final Fantasy XV SI

Bellamy doesn’t have much of a backstory just yet, but I do know this:

·         Their family isn’t a huge part of their life, aside from a younger sibling, who, to this day, I have not yet named.

·         They want a sense of belonging somewhere, and have a number of self-image complications (it’s not really a set of “issues” to them, because they’ve found comfort in their body and self over time, but they still have wishes about what they could be seen as—androgyny is a tough line to straddle).

·         They hate the nickname “Bella”.

·         Bells, as far as I’m concerned right now, finds their sense of belonging amongst the ‘Bros ever since they just sorta started… tagging along, I guess? It was just an act of good will from the prince and his guards and a bit of hitchhiking on Bells’ end that got them where they are now.

·         They were originally a bit of a vagabond prior to meeting up with the guys. Hitchhiking, walking absurdly long distances, camping out often, all that jazz.

Junko Hisayo – Persona 5 SI

Junko is a character who I largely based off of my late-high school self for both self insertion and coping reasons, but a few things do set her apart from me. As in, she’s a pretty close approximation, but by no means is she a direct, direct copy of me.

She’s a student at Kosei Academy, simply due to the fact that I read on the wiki that it’s speculated to be a catholic school (I was brought up in the catholic education system, so, I could find some accuracy and likeness in that), and attended meetings at both the drama and art club there. She has bitter memories of the two clubs, as she was betrayed by the one major figure in both: her childhood friend Hideo Sunjaya. Since then, she’s taken to expressing her creative outlets in circles outside of her student life, and finds her passion in writing. At the time of Persona 5 canon, she’s set on becoming an editor. In the future canon, she does in fact achieve this goal. In this way Junko’s less of a model of who I was, and instead she’s what I hope to be.

She comes from a somewhat broken home, but has a strong relationship with her mother. Despite her current disconnect, Junko feels that she owes it to her parents that she has such a good understanding of her own identity, as they were supportive when she first came out as sapphic, and continued their support when she decided to be GNC and soon after came into her identity as a demigirl.

Elizabeth Beaufort – Red Dead Redemption 2 SI

Lizzie is a pretty lighthearted simulacrum of a more feminine version of me, translated loosely into the scope of the year 1899. I’m by no means a historian, but here’s Lizzie’s life.

Elizabeth Beaufort is a born and raised resident of the town of Valentine. Her mother is whatever the RDR2 universe’s equivalent of Quebecois French is, having moved to Saint Denis due to a family matter down there, and subsequently met her father. A Valentine resident himself, he beguiled her mother and convinced her to move to Valentine and live as the wife of a livestock owner (he comes from some blue blood ‘round those parts—as mentioned by the VDL in Chapter 2, the town is a goldmine of trade).

As a lady of relative privilege, life was… well, it was what a privileged life is. Sheltered, simple, and for the most part pretty damned easy. However, her naivete wasn’t something that her mother would stand to see Elizabeth keep, as she wanted a strong daughter who wouldn’t simply bend to the hand of tradition. Would I say that Lizzie would’ve most certainly rallied with those girls in Rhodes? YES. I’d rather die than portray any iteration of myself as complacent rather than progressive lmao. Elizabeth Beaufort flows in the vein of RDR2’s… I guess, progressive* writing? More** on that below, I guess???

*I don’t actually know how well it was received by everyone else, and honestly, I’m not even gonna try to speak on anyone else’s behalf but my own—I found that RDR2, despite some shortcomings, made itself a relatively hospitable environment for me as a white queer.

** Lizzie does struggle a lot with her internalized homophobia? Like… she had a lot of difficulty when she was younger coming to terms with the fact that she’s bisexual. This is less prevalent in her backstory considering it only ever surfaces post-canon. Yes, my SI and her FO came out to each other at random after being married to him for approximately 3 months. And it went fuckin’ great cos guess what!! Theyre both bi!! WLW/MLM solidarity!!! Don’t @ me.

Gillian Wright – Red Dead Redemption 2 SI

·         Gilley was brought up amongst a gang of outlaws, and her being born a woman changed nothing about the things she was taught by said gunslingers. She left the group she once called family because of the leadership turning sour. From that point forward she went it alone, shifting in and out of her identity as Gilley Wright and her masculine persona (a pseudonym-turned-identity) Giles Kingsley, to keep herself straddling notoriety and anonymity.

·         Gilley only started wearing her hair short because of an encounter in which her longer hair was used as a means to pull her back into harm’s way. She lopped it off shortly after out of the feeling that it was a necessity, but soon found that she preferred it that way.

·         Thaddeus, her large draft horse, once pulled carts. She took him during a robbery so that she’d have an adequate mount for her getaway. The connection was instant between them.

Taeko Atou – Tokyo Ghoul OC

Taeko went by another name before her time in the 20th ward. She had another face, another life. But that was a self she had to leave far, far behind. Before “Taeko”, she was a reckless twentysomething ghoul living off of her father’s money, basking in the upper echelons of society, indulging in Scrapper shows and seeing humanity as nothing but an unprepared buffet. The danger ranking on her CCG profile demonstrated as much.

One night, however, her cushy life changed drastically. She went out drinking after a Scrapper show with one of her friends and decided to go hunting with her. Things were as usual, they stayed in their territory, but ended up getting apprehended by a group of Doves. During the getaway, her and her friend were separated, and she had no way of knowing whether her friend was alive. Drunk, desperate, and rather terrified, she decided to abandon all else and ripped her mask off to taunt the officers. They deserved to see her face, covered in gore and as ghoulish as they came! Nothing mattered to her at that point and she wanted to give them a scare…!

That is, until the next morning, when she recovered from her hangover and realized what she’d done. One of those Doves got a picture of her. In a panic, she called her father to ask for some sort of mercy money to clear the issue up. He’s frustrated with her constantly getting into increasingly worse trouble and tells her this: he’s going to pay for her to completely change her identity and her face so that she can move elsewhere, completely out of the way of harm. After that, he’d be cutting her off, leaving her with only the savings that she had prior to the cut-off. No more handouts.

This is when she became Taeko Atou, a pseudonym based off of her Scrapper show guest alias, “Miss AT”, and moved to the 20th ward. She has to adjust to average life a la Schitt’s Creek or Arrested Development.

7. What kind of clothing style do they like? What would they never be caught dead wearing? What’s likely in their closet right now?

Bellamy Amplexus – Final Fantasy XV SI

·         Bells LOVES anything that’ll make them look cute and androgynous. They’re super partial to a femme prince aesthetic. Blouses and linens and vests and suspenders and a bunch of that cute shit. (Yes, this is my preferred fashion style and I wish I could look like that all the time.) They’re also into stuff like your average sundresses and such when it’s too hot for “princey” attire because hell yeah.

·         They’d hate to wear… hm… short party dresses? Cocktail dresses n shit. (No shade to those tho theyre cute. Just not Bellamy’s style.)

Junko Hisayo – Persona 5 SI

·         Junko’s super masc and butch in her presentation, binds her chest, does the simple graphic tee + jeans thing a lot. Think “Kanji Tatsumi but a lesbian”.

·         She lowkey doesn’t like wearing overly feminine clothes, like, she does not vibe with dresses.

Elizabeth Beaufort – Red Dead Redemption 2 SI

·         Lizzie is pretty standard when it comes to clothes: blouses and skirts, dresses, all just… really basic stuff. She likes simple and solid colours, maybe simple patterns. She’s also like… very cottagecore. Probably likes overalls if she ever wears ‘em?? I’m not a frickin’ historian and I’m not gonna google early 1900s clothes styles at this hour don’t @ me.

·         This is literally just because I’m basic as all fuck and I like a skirt/blouse or sundress style outfit. I don’t wear it often but that’s my jazz y’know?

Gillian Wright – Red Dead Redemption 2 SI

·         Gilley’s another one of my more boyish characters. She doesn’t deliberately go out of her way to look like a man unless she’s under the guise of her male persona Giles Kingsley. But let me tell you—she goes all out for those occasions, even electing to simulate stubble on her face with cosmetics. Think “cowboy drag king” and you’ll hit the mark.

·         Other than that, she just wears whatever’s convenient and comfortable.

 9. Their favorite foods? Colors? Activities? What do they enjoy in life? How do they express their joy for things they like?

As dumb as this sounds I completely burnt out after writing only 2 self insert likes/interests profiles, forgive me lol.

Bellamy Amplexus – Final Fantasy XV SI

·         Favourite Food: Bells is indecisive, but they will gladly eat anything Ignis puts in front of them. They’re thoroughly convinced he uses magic in his cooking. (They’re only half joking about that—it’s so good!) If they were made to decide a top three, it’d likely be Garden Curry, Broiled King on a Stick, and Moogle Mousse with Kupoberry Sauce. Honorable mention being Gyashi Chips (yes, they like what’s effectively Eosian kale chips).

·         Favourite Colours: ANYTHING PASTEL will win Bellamy over, along with any colour considered light and airy. White, silver, pale green, soft gold, baby blue, lavender, and also whatever the sky has going on at any given time of the day—they’re an aesthetic little shit.

·         Favourite Activities: Travelling, leisure shopping when funds allow it (if given the means, Bellamy will 100% engage in excessive retail therapy, no joke), swimming, loving their friends, talking about books and music, gardening, and (I know this sounds vain but bear with me) preening. Yes, they’d be a vlogger in another life. Don’t @ me

·         Bells loves to talk in excess about what they like, and on occasion, when words fail, they tend to express it through squealing, jumping, etc. If someone points out how passionate Bells is about these things, they’ll end up flustered and ask the person if they could continue. I guess you could say Bellamy stims? I’m not diagnosed with anything, so take this with a grain of salt, but I do have stimming habits.

Junko Hisayo – Persona 5 SI

·         Favourite Food: Junko’s pretty partial to miso soup. It’s one of her weaknesses. Total comfort food. (Bro I fuckin’ love miso soup.) As well as baked goods like cupcakes.

·         Favourite Colours: Red, black, silver, pink, blue, purple.

·         Favourite Activities: drawing (sketches, scribbles, doodles, colouring, etc., singing, baking/cooking, writing, and she learned to love gardening after getting close to Haru.

·         Junko tends to show her happiness through verbal and artistic expression, she’s also the type that tends to crack jokes (mostly shitty puns followed up by finger guns).

Again, thank you so much for asking, thank you so much for asking! QwQ Asks are still open, everyone.

[writeuntilyourhandshurt]

Thanks, Sis!

"Aqua Regina…" 

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"Aqua Fortuna." 

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"Fortuna…" 

Spells spilled from Andrew's lips. Memories flying through his mind as his hands worked cleverly over the wool. He was knitting. Something quite lame for a magician. You'd think he would spend his time practicing spells, learning powerful magic and growing with his art. And he did do that. But...Christmas was rolling around. Not everyone celebrated it. And not everyone wanted presents. But he couldn't help himself. He loved his new family, and missed the "stress" of having to make a seemingly endless amount of presents for so many members. It was...comforting, to say the least. Nostalgic. It would make him feel. It would make him know that he has a place to belong and people to care for. 

Leya purred heavily in his lap, struggling to eat the threat he was working with, occasionally grooming the unfinished sweater and kneading it. Andrew never minded it. It made his work difficult, yes, but that's what cats are like. 

"Andrea?" She looked up at him, the name ringing nostalgia in his ears, two pairs of piercing blue eyes staring at each other.

"Yes?" He stopped in his tracks, the name she used startling him ever so slightly. 

"Levi??" She asked, kneading his thigh. 

The boy smiled fondly, looking at the sweater he was knitting. 

"Yes." He said again."Levi." 

The cat flopped down between his legs, satisfied, looking almost smug as she closed her eyes and started purring again. 

Andrew smiled, getting back to his work. One hour passed. Two hours passed. It was rather time consuming. But he moved quickly, quicker than most. A normal person would finish a sweater in about a week. He? It took him a day. Of course, magic was involved. But anything his magic touches becomes extremely comforting. It's as if he was putting what he craved most into his work. Comfort. Family. 

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Family…

He shook his head. 'No. I am not thinking about them. Not now.' 

…

But it was too hard. Images from the last Christmas he spent with his real family flashed in front of his open eyes. 

"Andrea! Come here! Your cousins have already opened their presents!" His mother said. "Coming!" He replied. The house smelled of spices, every nook and cranny was decorated and festive, legends flowing freely between the youngest of the family. And there were always new members. Always a new soul to bless the house. People from all over the world would bless their house as well. The family adopted everyone that married one of their own, making the newer generations incredibly diverse. An abundance of cultures and traditions all mixing together. They celebrated each and every holiday they needed to, regardless if they knew of it before or not. They believed that every opportunity to celebrate was a good one, and every opportunity to be good and be happy was a blessing. 

And it was the same for his new family. Members from all over the world, from all sorts of different classes. A prince, a lawyer, an entertainer, a former member of a tribe, a librarian, and a free spirit. They all huddled together in their house, all enjoying each other's company. But there was one thing nobody would say out loud. That Levi was the heart of the family. That she was the one that brought everyone together and kept them going without even knowing it. Without even breaking a sweat. 

Andrew was...quiet. He has been quiet for a while. No, no, I'm not saying this right…

Andrew has not left his room in a week. Seven members, seven sweaters. But knitting wasn't the only thing that kept him from leaving the safe haven that was his room. He was afraid of getting out. But he would listen. He would listen to them talk, he would listen to them walking past his room. He would especially listen for Levi, and while he hasn't seen her for a while, listening to her while he hid away simply made him even more convinced of the fact that she was the center of this family. 

She would help Amber when everyone's thoughts got too loud. 

She...convinced London to eat- and sleep. A miracle, perhaps. 

She managed to give Artezia a purpose. 

To help Nuel smile. 

And to make Samuel feel like a father again. 

She was… a saint. 

His eyebrows came together.

But what did they do for her? She was helping everyone….and what did they do for her? 

Andrew shook his head. He decided. He was going to try, at least, to make her feel better. He wasn't even sure if she felt bad. He just, thought she might need a few words of encouragement. 

As his thoughts consumed him, his fingers continued working, faster and faster, and before realising it, he was done. It even had a design on the front! He didn't even realise he'd done it! 

Leya raised her head, eyeing him lazily. 

"Finish?" 

"Finire. F-Finish." His cheeks grew rosy- Hopefully, he wouldn't repeat the same mistake in front of Levi. He picked Leya up, and moved her from his lap, setting her on the bed where she rolled out, exposing her belly. 

"Maybe later?" He smiled, running a hand through her slick fur. She simply purred and rolled over. He nodded. "Good." And picked up his sweater, making his way to the door. His hand hovered over the handle, his heart pounding against his ribcage. What if she won't like it? What if she will shove it in his face, and claim she wants a real family with- …

With her brother back…

Andrea lowered his gaze, looking at his hand as he gripped the handle, squeezing it tightly, biting his lip, water dripping from the tips of his fingers. The air in the room had gotten denser, condensation forming on the walls. 

"Calm!" Leya meowed at him from the bed, snapping him out of his fear. 

"Right." he thought, the room drying instantly. "I can't think like this. And if she doesn't like it,  there are plenty of people who need warm clothes around this time. Yes, thank you, Leya!!" He opened the door, and stepped out, the scent of cinnamon filling his senses as he walked out into the hallway. He smiled sadly, curling his toes on the carpet. Cinnamon… 

The boy made his way to the living room, hiding the sweater behind his back. 

"Levi…~" He sung softly, as he pushed against the door to the living room, finding her curled up on the couch, enjoying a glass of wine with Samuel. 

Both her and Samuel's eyes lit up as they saw him. He felt...welcomed. 

"Yeah??" She said, watching him as he moved to stand in front of her. 

"Sit up!" He grinned. 

"Why?" 

Samuel smiled knowingly. "Just do it." 

"Okay fine!" She groaned, pushing herself off the couch, Andrew stepping aside to make room for her. 

"Now close your eyes and raise your hands." She did as he asked, grumbling something under her breath, raising her hands and closing her eyes, almost reluctantly. He pulled the sweater over her head, pulling her hair out from underneath it, stepping back, and clapping his hands. 

"It looks good! Open your eyes!!! Do you like it??" He said, smiling, happy to see that the shade of red he chose worked well with the colour of her hair. 

"What?? What? What does it look like???" She said, looking down at her sweater. 

"Hold on!" Andrew took a step to the side, waving his hand as water poured from his fingers, forming a glossy mirror in front of her. He SWORE he could hear Samuel sigh "flashy" under his breath. It made him chuckle. 

" 'Ducky!' Dew- you didn't-" She eyed her sweater, observing the duck on her sweater, looking a bit too happy to be sitting out in the snow.

"No, no- I did. I, want you to hear me out for a second, Ducky-" 

She scoffed. "Ducky…" 

Ignoring the blush forming on his cheeks, he continued. 

"You're family to me. We, we always used to give each other presents, before they… So I wanted to make this for you." He looked at Samuel over her shoulder. "I'll make one for you too!!" 

Samuel simply waved his hand, urging him to continue. 

"So, I uh, I wanted to thank you. For being family to us. I know we might never replace what was taken from you. And I apologise for that. I do. But you help each and every one of us so much, simply by being here. Simply by being you. And I know this is a bit too- cheesy, or sappy- But we care for you. We truly, do care for you. And I hope we can do as much good for you as you have done for us. And help you as much as you helped us. You're a blessing in this house. A spirit that never lets the others drown. A miracle in our lives. And a saving grace. You're amazing, and beautiful, and kind, and…" He bit his lip, stopping the tears forming in his eyes, blinking them away. "And I'm sorry if we sometimes give you headaches. I'm sorry we're not the best bunch. You deserve the best, and we clearly aren't that. But we love you. And we owe everything to you. Including our lives. I hope you know that." 

"Fuck, bro, why you gotta get all mushy with me?? Come here-" She pulled him into a tight high, wrapping her arms around his shoulders. Samuel watched them from the couch, smiling softly at the sight. 

"Thank you...For being our family." Andrew sighed against her shoulder. 

"Fuck you." She said, chuckling softly. 

"Oh!!! I almost forgot!" He pulled away from the hug. "I also made one for Muriel! It has Inanna on it!!" 

Levi blushed. "YOU DIDNT." 

He laughed. "I DID." 

(And here I am again, another shitty short for you @trash-onthe-inside !!!! IM SO SORRY THEY TURN OUT SO BAD BUT IAJDKWKFK YOU DESERVE THE BEST AND LIKE THEYRE SO BAD IM SORRY ILL TRY TO MAKE IT BETTER NEXT TIME!!!!

Thank you for making every single one of my apprentices happy. Thank Levi for me.♡

I hope you'll like it. It's worse than the last one but....I tried.♡

Happy Chrisle.

-V. Brooks🦆)