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ehlnofay · 2 years ago

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(For the prompts) number 6 - A juicy rumor about a prominent person

same prompt requested by @jiubilant so this will cover both :)

“Excuse me, sera?”

The bare-faced stranger looks up from the book ze’s flipping through, a line between zir brows. It's quiet as ever in the Library of Vivec, the few patrons browsing quietly, the Ordinators standing unsettlingly statue-still. The green-tinted light of the lanterns gleams off of their gold armour. The low ceilings make the place feel almost snug - or suffocating, depending on how one chooses to approach it.

Standing before zem, shifting her weight with poorly concealed impatience, is a child in neatly tied Temple robes, a satchel tucked under her arm with the strap dangling. (Some kind of initiate, maybe – a lot of people are brought up in the Temple, raised for the vocation.) Ze says, “Yes?”

“Do you know where I can find the prayer books?” the girl asks.

The stranger closes zir own volume, frowning. “No,” ze says, “sorry. What are you looking for?”

“Consolations.” The girl’s arched brows knit, displeased; she’s shifting her feet so much that there is an honest concern she might wear right through the thick-woven rug.

“There should definitely be a few copies of that about.” The book, bound in dark, peeling leather, is placed back on its shelf. “But it might be difficult to find. The religious texts are put in every section, and the shelving system is… rather cryptic.” It’s a method of propaganda, most likely – the books of Temple doctrine being scattered among everything else, that is, not the Library of Vivec’s bizarre shelving system. Not even the books entirely about the practise of religious rituals or prayer are grouped together; they’re more inextricable, mixed in with everything else.

It might not be. Ze’s a bit jaded, at the moment; ze sees most everything the Temple does as propaganda, right now. (The problem is that so much of it is. And that’s not any kind of conjecture – Vehk told zem so. It’s hard to find any kind of reliable truth in a dogma that ze’s currently helping to twist to zir own ends.)

(Not that ze’s trying to be selfish. Things are just complicated right now.)

The girl frowns. “Drat,” she says, with an emphasis that almost makes zem laugh.

Ze asks, “What did you need it for?”

“Kena Vedren set me a project about the Library.” The girl tugs at the hair pulled in knots back from her face. “I can’t do it if I don’t find the book, I’ve got to copy from some of the pages. And I can't just find it in the bookstore back in the Redoran canton – that's cheating.”

The stranger offers, “I can help you find it.”

(Ze might as well. It’s what ze’s here for, isn’t it?)

The girl yanks at her hair sharp enough that her eyes screw up. “But I was meant to learn to find information on my own,” she says. “That was part of it.”

“Asking for help is just a tool you can use to get things done,” the stranger points out. Ze tucks a thumb into the sleeve of zir high-necked jacket. “Come on. I think that one will be in the history section. Or close to it, at least.” (It’s a safe guess; the history section is the biggest, and holds a lot of the Temple texts.)

The girl twists her mouth and acquiesces, and they begin to walk.

She eyes zem curiously as they go, the light from the green-glass lanterns reflecting starkly against her eyes. “You’re an outlander,” she pronounces, after several silent seconds.

“And you’re the first to ever make that observation,” the stranger says serenely. Ze smiles, cheeks crinkling like there’s air trapped beneath the skin. “Yes. I was born in Cyrodiil.”

The girl ponders this. Fiddling with her sash, she looks very serious in a way that doesn’t quite mesh with her lopsided face and skittish fingers. “Then why are you in the Temple Canton?”

That’s a difficult question to answer without disclosing some things that should not, right now, be disclosed.

“I still follow the Three,” ze says – because it has, at times, been not not true. Zir nails scratch absentmindedly at the skin pressed over zir cheeks – smooth, unblemished, free of ink. Zir lips are cracking again.

“Oh,” says the girl, and ponders this some more.

The history section ze’d referred to takes up a quarter of the library. The stranger nods to the Ordinators stationed by the shelves a little more deferentially than ze usually would. Zir hair falls loose over zir face as ze does so, and ze has to carefully push it back.

The book is probably here somewhere. Ze sets to scanning through the shelves.

“Did you hear the Temple is changing?” the girl asks, following the words on each book’s carefully cared-for spine with a finger, and the stranger’s stomach drops.

(Metaphorically, of course; none of zir insides do much of anything anymore.)

“I did,” ze says, neutral. “Are you hearing a lot about it?”

She shrugs. “I overhear the priests, sometimes. And Kena Vedren told me a bit. My grandmother, too.”

Her finger stops on a thick book bound in painstakingly painted guar-leather. She squints.

“It’s weird,” she tells zem, staring hard at its thick spine. “I don’t know. My grandmother doesn’t like the talk about it. She says it’s all hearsay. And none of the priests will answer my questions.”

The stranger can’t imagine they would do.

“I think it’s a bit rude that I keep asking, actually,” the girl says after a moment. “Am I talking too much? Sorry. I tend to be a bit of a chatterbox. It’s a problem – I keep talking when I’m supposed to be listening and the priests get cross.”

“That’s all right,” the stranger says. Ze looks at this child – round-faced, keen-eyed, her hands prudent around the Library’s books – and smiles. It wears wrong on zir face. “I don’t talk to very many people these days, anyway.”

The girl nods and goes back to sorting through the shelf.

“It’s just weird,” she reiterates, frowning.

The stranger takes another glance at her high, furrowed brows, asks, “What do you think?”

The child considers this. “If the Tribunal want to rest,” she says slowly, “I think they’ve earned it, haven’t they?” She sifts through a few narrow volumes, adds, “Besides, it isn’t as though they’re gone. I heard Mehra Llareth saying that the Nerevarine went to work with Lady Almalexia, help her prepare everything so she could retire from public life. Did you hear they went to Mournhold?”

If the stranger had to breathe, ze would be in trouble, air sticking to the back of zir throat. As it is, ze presses the flat of a gloved hand through zir shirt against the pendant set into the base of zir sternum. Its hard facets and sharp corners dig into the thick skin of zir palm. “I think I heard something to that effect,” ze says, and, momentarily, ze thanks all the gods ze no longer prays to for zir ever-dry eyes and zir garbled voice that does not shake.

(Ze wants, very badly, to laugh. Or perhaps to hit zir head against the wall. This is why things are all so complicated.)

“She’s travelling among the people now,” the girl says. “I think. Which is strange to think about, isn’t it? But I can’t pretend to know what that would be like, being a god. It might be exhausting. And if they’re just going to take a rest, then they’re still around. And maybe they’re still listening. And maybe they’ll still speak through their people time to time – not priests, probably, but maybe their champions. Maybe the Nerevarine, if they’re helping them retire.”

Ze bites down hard on zir tongue. “Maybe.”

Blood blooms, ashy and rotten, in zir mouth. Zir tongue feels dry and thin as paper.

(It’s always interesting, to hear people speaking of zem. Normally ze doesn’t get this kind of candour – until relatively recently the scars made zem very recognisable. Ze never feels quite comfortable stripping them away, so until ze could figure out how to layer over them, ze had to settle for a distinctive face.)

(Maybe ze shouldn’t have bothered with it today. Ze’d been in the mood for peace ze wouldn’t get if noticed, but this is worse. It aches.)

Zir finger, dark-gloved, trails along the edge of a shelf, collecting dust. “Hey,” ze says, rasping, rapping a knuckle against the spine of a book dyed red and embossed with black lettering, “is this the one you were looking for?”

The girl looks up. She beams, crooked-toothed and full of life. “Yes! That’s the one I needed to copy from! Thank you for the help, sera.”

“My pleasure,” the stranger tells her through dry, chipped teeth, and ze barely waits for the girl to pull the book from the shelf before ze ducks away.

The air in the library is cold and stifling and the Ordinators’ golden faces feel like some kind of mockery. Ze taps the pendant set into the base of zir sternum, half-swallowed by the scabby skin of zir stomach, for comfort, and leaves before the green-tinged light can make zem feel any sicker. Zir shoes scrape against the mats. It sounds like rustling leaves.

Ze’s still not certain if ze wants to laugh or cry. It would be easier if either of those things came naturally anymore.

…

Back in the Palace, peeling off the clinging film of clear dull skin, Caelestis asks, “Did you know that the Nerevarine went to Mournhold to help Almalexia retire?”

There is a pause, the silence of the cavernous hall bearing down on them both. The light flickers dimly.

Vivec says, “Ah.”

Caelestis has laid zir body without much care against the low wall at the foot of the plinth. Zir gloves lie on the stone next to zem.

“Perhaps one day,” Vivec says mildly, “that will be funny.”

Perhaps. Caelestis doesn’t believe it; and though ze’s never been much for reading peoples’ feelings – and Vehk’s far less than most – ze doesn’t think they do, either. “Might as well be optimistic,” ze replies, instead of saying so.

(What good would it do? What else can be done, after all?)

Vivec, one ornamented hand trailing in the ashpit surrounding hir old plinth, blinks at zem.

“The Nerevarine might be a conduit between the people and the retired Tribunal, too,” Caelestis says. Ze digs a fingernail just a bit too deep – it breaks the crusted skin by zir eye, the rot-dark crescent of keratin dipping into whatever’s built up behind it. (It doesn’t drip, at least; it’s long since dried up.)

Vivec lets his eyes stay closed when he next blinks. “Ah.”

“Mm.”

Caelestis rubs the pad of a thumb over the scab and lets zir head tip back.

In a few months – two to six, depending on progress – the Nerevarine and the last of the Tribunal will abandon Morrowind to fend for itself. Even this country that so reveres its ancient dead has no place for them now. (Staying would only make it worse. Staying would only make it worse. Staying would only make it worse, and ze knows this – better to leave a mythic hero and Living God than remain and give the chance for anyone to learn better – but it doesn’t feel good.)

Vehk’s blood-red ring winks on their finger. Caelestis’ pendant is still cold against the flesh that holds it in.

“We’re doing the best we can,” Vivec says. He speaks strongly, but his voice doesn’t resonate like it used to; in the hollow hall it sounds lonely.

Caelestis drops a scabby black hand into the ash. “I know,” ze replies. Zir voice is quiet, vowels garbled with zir half-a-tongue. “At least this way our memory can be a comfort.”

In the time they remain, they are carefully warping the story to ensure it. In a century’s time, the Nerevarine will have gone to Mournhold to assist the goddess in withdrawing from the responsibilities she had so long shouldered. The Nerevarine will have aided the transition from Temple to Temple. The Tribunal will have stepped back from their altars and faded into obscurity gracefully. They’re getting enough ahead that they won’t even need to rewrite history – it will simply be the way it’s always been told.

It’s all they can do, now. It will have to be enough.

#I'll be honest I feel like this is a bit shit #but it's hard to judge quality when I've only just finished something #and it got me out of my slump! so I'll take it #(and post it since it Is A Prompt Thing. I Did Promise)#and if it sucks. sorry #I feel like this is the exact opposite of the prompt also. the rumours are so so normal it's the truth that's juicy and insane #the nerevarine cooperating with the living gods and helping ease the temple's transition #vs the nerevarine murdering/being murdered by a living god and planning to ditch morrowind with the last one that's still alive #in like a selfless way. but also in a selfish way. caelestis is in a weird spot at this point in zir story #give zem a couple months to make peace with zir choices and ze'll be chill. give zem a few years and they'll be absolutely thriving. maybe #I don't really know what ze gets up to once ze peaces out of tamriel. but it's probably wild #it's fun to write a bit more of caelestis and vivec's dynamic also. they are insane #YES they don't like each other. YES they are best friends.#they don't even really get along per se because there's too much history there but they're too enmeshed because of all the history there #also they're both grieving in insane ways #obsessed with them #anyway #oc tag #caelestis #vivec #my writing #fay writes #morrowind #tes #the elder scrolls #tes iii #tesblr #nerevarine

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waywardsalt · 2 years ago

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ok since tears of the kingdom is coming out like. insanely soon i figured i’ll just dump how i’ve been feeling abt it here. i wont tag for them and i dont intend to share any but because i have been actively seeking out spoilers i will vaguely reference them here so… idk really long musings on this game and my feelings abt it

(im just writing this out mostly for myself since i really kind of just. want to really figure out how i feel about this)

i… am not excited for totk?

i’ve figured out a bit ago that my severely waning interest in botw and general anxiety and discontent surrounding totk is just that… these games arent for me. i dont enjoy open world games with half a million things for you to do like it’s basically a sandbox. i struggle to really enjoy singleplayer minecraft. the space stage in spore gives me genuine anxiety, both when i played it as a kid and again when i reached it as an adult.

botw and totk are not games for me, and that’s cool. i’ve figured that out.

so why am i getting so damn anxious about this new game?

i am getting totk- not entirely of my own volition, i live with someone who is very genuinely excited for it, so it’s pre-ordered digitally on our switch. i am going to play it and complete it at least once.

the gameplay and world of botw never really got to me, and even what snippets of gameplay i see for totk dont really entice me. it just makes me anxious to think about the sheer amount of new stuff i’ll be dropped in the middle of and how i really dont care about this version of link or zelda or anyone else in botw’s hyrule

and some of the story spoiler stuff and general direction this game is going in has me just worried that the zelda series is moving away from what it used to be into an entirely new direction, that being a direction that it seems like i wont enjoy as much as everyone else seems to

so then i guess my main worry outside of totk is that i just end up struggling to really feel connected to the rest of the community about this? being a contrarian is fun until everyone is enjoying something you for some reason can’t get yourself to

i dont have a lot of hope in the story of totk to harken back to… ANYTHING of worth that past games have built up and made to be so important and interesting. hype is a dangerous thing for a not-yet-released game, and while i think the insane amount of speculation and theories and hype around totk will cause a lot of people to be disappointed with the final story, i dunno if i really wouldve liked it even if the story actually piqued my interest

maybe totk’s gameplay will really hook me. maybe i’ll enjoy the massive open world and gmod-ass gimmicks. but what ive seen of the story makes me less interested and the snippets of gameplay i see just make me remember how bored i now am with botw

at the end of the day this is just a video game with tags on this site i can blacklist and videos i can ignore and lore i can brush aside because at this point loz canon is a suggestion more than anything

i just cant shake the discomfort of once again being an outlier as everyone i see loses their mind about this new game while i just feel overwhelmed by it. i have played botw for a long time and have long since worn it out. i played age of calamity to completion and have not touched it or cared for it beyond the music since. i am not excited about totk and i feel like i am in the wrong due to my opinion

#salty talks #kinda personal? just angsting abt totk and being a lil negative abt it #at this point im not expecting it to blow me away. i no longer have fun playing botw. i do not care for the story or characters #this if anything is to soothe my nerves and is for the sake of my own wellbeing to articulate how i feel about this #it is cool to like. put your feelings into words. this is a lot more eloquent than ‘i miss linebeck’#it feels kinda selfish to bitch abt a game thats not out yet and complain abt it not seeming enjoyable to me #but it looks like a genuinely good game. but its not for me. and thats what im ruminating on here #like i love linear stories games that limit you and fun little gimmicks and characters with complex arcs and all that #i played a little bit of skyward sword earlier and was finishing up the cistern dungeon and was so delighted to see the main statue lowered #i love the dungeons with gimmicks that flip everything around and force you to really think abour your next move #im excited to reach the water temple in oot again to swim around and tinker with the water level #i cant wait to finish oot and move onto mm and its wonderful gameplay and areas #id love to revisit albw and get back to playing ph (and maybe finishing triforce heroes idk abt that one i just want the linebeck outfit)#i played botw for like ten minutes a few weeks ago and then put it away without a second thought #so. if anyone wanted to know how i feel abt totk. its a bit alienating #i might blacklist every variation of ze/ink tbh. sayonara you weeaboo shits and your bland fucking milquetoast ship thats kinda irritating #i may delete this bc it errs on the side of being too personal but i really just need to write this stuff downh #anyways. going back to writing my thing abt my oc n linebeck hanging out and being gay

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chainsawworld · 11 months ago

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Actually ok I've been thinking about what axel and denys' reunion does to axels mental state and the fact that yknoe faye is in the hospital too

#gamer txt.#al ocs #like. i think faye has always been the one to feel guilty about things to occasionally have tgat 'g-d we kill ppl for money..'#having that awareness of how other people feel #its why faye continues to be scared of their old gang and ehy he goes pacifist after esther dies #fayes probably the one who agreed to ratting out their gangmates #faye ran home and broke down the first time she killed someone #fayes yhe one who feels guikty even if its just a littke bit #so when faye is well enough to get out of bed and visit axel in the hospital and asks how things are going #and axel responds with a brief but guilt ridden 'i think i was suppossed to die' faye gets it #they dont know what exactly axel is referring to but he doesnt need to #faye just goes over and bumps the morphine up before settling in next to the bed on one of the chairs #axel i think told denys alot about faye #never brought up a name or descriptiom but always was talking about zir 'best friend' kinda hard not to when theyd spent 20 years together #ze never brought up denys to faye though #so when faye and denys meet in the hospital there probably is a 'so youre the best friend i heard so much about' moment #and when faye has no idea who denys is theres very much 'are you ashamed of me axel? i thought you two told eachother everything'#i think denys really tries to upset axel by telling faye everything and going on about secrets #and it works completely axel is miserable about it part of zir really thinks like 'what if faye hates me now'#its completely unfounded and unrealistic but yknow altered state of mind #and its kinda funny but it doesnt impact faye like. at all. why would it?#so axel killed some guys parents and accidentally ended uo working with that guy. so what? fayes prolly done the sane at some point #oh but ze never told you about it. ok? so what? axel felt bad. faye didnt tell axel about her sisters til a few years after they met #oh but axel was never going to tell you. ok? they're allowed to have secrets. sure its preferable if they didn't but. its allowed #and its weird. denys has no idea where to go from here like. any other person would be upset sbout this what are you doing #and even axel is on board like why arent you upset about this?#and i think ots interesting #you can tell axels an only child from how scared ze is about it #fayes just like who hasnt kept a secret from a loved one before?#and its weird seeing axel feel so guilty over something for a change and faye wonders how much this mustve been eating zir up inside

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autistickfigure · 1 year ago

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there might be a hurricane in 2-3 days? -The memory

#flowers arts #IM BORED. i was drwaing some stuff #UMMM. i hope the ER thingy doesnt come out in hypothetically 2-3 days. that would be unwise (for me) (unlucky) (Aww..)#THATS CHLOE from the memory. UMM. zes an old oc but i dont know which design i like more for zim.#originally based on scissors buts its hard to incorporate. I forgot how to draw zir legs #i guess it helps that zes not in the place with the other object-based guys anymore BUT what if i still like it HUH?#it will be hard to come up with a 'final' design. Bwomp.#MY day was ok. I DIDNT do much but. THATS FINE. yesterday i had to micromanage stuff which was new #i saw my nieces and my grandma (of which i had to take care of)#PIPES are awesome now. for sure. for real. we know thsi now #chloe

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avo-kat · 2 years ago

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soul of the steppe - cast

for the record i wrote my book when i was still a bisexual cis woman

anyway, heres my cast of characters:

ashe - the protagonist. shes grumpy. lives as a hermit/scavenger in the magical steppe after fleeing from her parents' house. only talks to vendors when she goes into town to sell stuff. has magical feelers that enables her to feel the magical signatures. secret desire: to have friends and go on epic adventures with said friends. her name started as place holder, 'A', and 'she', because im lazy and hate typing long names.

saki - magical kickass warrior and vice commander of a magical squad employed by the capital. shes tall and strong and cool and super hot. her girlfriend scarlett is the commander of said squad. she got kind of a stick in her butt and clings to rules and laws and takes her job v seriously. can get p mad.

lyra - imagine a magical girl with water magic. thats how he looks like. frilly blue dress and aqua blue curly hair. very happy and bubbly and a people pleaser and tries his best to befriend ashe. was forced to become a water mage by his parents due to $$$, prefers to play with mud (nobody knows this except for me. here u go. exclusive content.)

hana - shes short, got a pixie bob hairstyle, a cutting glare, is hella protective of her friends and has no qualms abt appearing rude and interrogating suspicious people. shes also the squads healer and knows how to use a bow. hopelessly in love w her girlfriend xara.

xara - very tall, has a sword, is basically just a big jock. inofficially 3rd in command, only cuz she cares about completing objectives and keeping up the group morale. huge softie, hopelessly in love w her girlfriend hana.

navi - shes. she. she is. the. navigator. of the group. only task is to lead the squad thru the deadly steppe with her magical sight. a cloth covers her head and the upper part of her face, belongs to the navi people, that live in secret in the steppe, her ppl are contracted by the capital as guides. shes like the only normal one in the group. gets worried like a reasonable person. nobody knows her real name or has seen her face. has only met the squad after it was formed and feels like an outsider.

gralja - kinda short, choppy short grey hair, baggy, black clothes, always glares at everything, looks constantly exhausted. prickly, only feels joy in combat, when they can use their magic. belongs to a rare group of ppl with "explosion" type magic, that only triggers when the user is relaxed, thus is required to stay in a constant state of annoyance, wears flameproof clothing cuz they are bound to explode if they relax too much while sleeping. legally they belong to the capital and are forced to work as a member of a squad their whole life. most ppl are wary/afraid of people like them. friends w scarlett.

scarlett - the leader. extremely short. long, curly bright red hair and red eyes. sakis girlfriend. is missing at the beginning of the story. according to everybody, scarlett is perfect. the little sister of the capital's president.

rao - hes an elf. nobody knows elves exist outside of fairytales. ashe finds the secret elven town in the steppe by accident. rao is very happy and bubbly and has been burning to go out on an adventure to see the world for years, but his parents wouldnt let him cuz hes the last child to be born. he secretly follows ashe and she puts up with him because hes like a stupid puppy.

zinnia - secret

fir - secret

The Mountain - huge fucking jerk (also p hot)

The S** - secret

The W*** - secret

Ra - secret

Kra - secret

Jars - hes a side character and barely appears and a mini villain but his name is fucking hilarious.

Fyle - hes based on eri**dan. im not even joking. only appears shortly. i wouldve been too distracted otherwise.

Zul - secret

Cat - the real MVP

#there are indeed more characters based on hs characters but im not gonna tell who #it should be p obvious tho #sots book #im very creative at naming characters #and i never played any ze**lda games so dont @ me w navi #her name was a literal placeholder and then i just got used to it and couldnt be bothered to change it #which is the case w all of the characters except zinnia and fir and fyle #those i picked on purpose #fyle cuz it sounds like kyle which is is a stupid ass name and fits him perf #the others are based on flower language actually #figured its time to talk abt my ocs hahah

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deezbignutz · 19 days ago

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REDACTED TUMBLR AWARDS INFO AAAGHHHHHHHH

okay, since majority chose to start from the top again (again, I am sorry for those who didn't want that), I'm gonna restate the rules, prize, category stuff and all that shit here in this post.

Da Rulez (literally just the same rules plaqii had):

you can nominate yourself for as many categories as you like

don't vote for yourself in the polls, play fair

only nominate yourself for categories you feel you fit, for example, if you don’t create Redacted art, don’t nominate yourself for the artist category

if you feel like someone should be nominated for a category, tag them! you cannot nominate anyone other than yourself

if you are tagged, you need to reply to confirm being nominated!

please try and put your nominations in replies and not reblogs!

if a character doesn’t get any nominations, then their will be no award, but if one person nominates themself for a character they will win the award, so make sure to nominate yourself!

if someone wins 2 or more polls, i’ll get them to choose and give the title to the runner up of the poll of the character they didn’t chose the title, cuz if the original winner didn’t pick that character then they ain’t that characters no1 can after all!

have fun with it! if you don’t win, don’t get too upset! this is just a load of silly fun!

Ze Prize (again, still the same prize plaqii had offered):

winners will get personalised userboxes! they’ll look something like this

(this was made by plaqii, not me. all the credit for this (and honestly the whole awards event) goes to them!!)

you can choose the colours (they’ll probably look better than this) (hopefully)

Le Categories:

these are the categories that are currently in place, but if there is a character or extra category you would like added, please reply what you would like added!

Creatives -

best artist

best fic writer

best hc writer

best ocs (not listener designs)

best listener designs (this is for listener designs :))) )

coolest listener/oc cassettes/icons

best canon roleplay blog (idk if this is the category to put it in, but oh welp)

best oc roleplay blog

‘THE’ fans (note - if a character doesn’t get any nominations, then their will be no award, but if one person nominates themselves for a character they will win the award, so make sure to nominate yourself!)-

Aaron

Anton

Asher

Avior

Azmidi

Blake

Brachium

Caelum

Cam

Christian

Damien

David

Elliot

Gavin

Geordi

Guy

Hush

Huxley

Ivan

James

Kody

Lasko

Milo

Ollie

Porter

Regulus

Sam

Vega

Vincent

Xavier

misc -

the most 𝓯𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓴𝔂

As stated in Da Rulez, please reply to this post to nominate yourself or tag others if you feel like they should nominate themselves!

You do NOT have to make a whole new nomination post for this, you can just use the one you made before. But if you really want to make another one or if you are in a new category you weren't in before, then feel free to make a new other one or just add more info into your old one.

this even might take a while for me to actually flesh out and stuff, so I'm sorry in advanced if there'll be any bumps along the way

I am only a mere man, and I also have a life outside of this (sadly), so pls understand if I end up making a few mistakes or run into any problems

NOMINATIONS WILL BE OPENED UNTIL DECEMBER 30TH (yes, i know then it would technically not be the '2024 Redacted Tumblr Awards', but that's okay we can discus that later)

0 MORE DAYS TILL NOMINATIONS END

NOMINATIONS HAVE ENDED YALL!!!!

Thank you for coming to my TedTalk :))))

#redacted asmr #redacted audio #redactedverse #redacted fandom #redacted awards 2024 #shit bro #this is gonna take some time #and some bran space #I'm prepared to make that sacrifice #/ref #:D)))))))))

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