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Ex-warbot OC
They don’t have names yet.
The two bots with the scary faces were specifically made for war, and now that it’s over, they still maintained their original ‘warface’ even though it has stigma associated to it. Many robots changed their faceplates post-war, as it made it easier to find jobs and not get into unnecessary conflict.
The sleeker looking guy used to be in their company, though he wasn’t made in the same factory as them; he isn’t their ’batch-mate’.
After the war he completely modified his frame, and now has an idol career. He desperately wats to erase his past, as people (and robots alike) will respond better to a ‘new’ and untainted idol.
The two warface bots are “brother and sister” and they do odd jobs here and there to make ends meet and to be able to afford things they want. Rich people hire them as bouncers a lot since they are a symbol of terrible times. Sometimes they earn 15k in one night for just one gig it’s crazy. They both really love clothes since it distances them from their body’s original purpose while simultaneously not erasing their past. Also they look cute and cool!
The idol bot once meets the warfaces by chance in the street and pretends he doesn’t know them AGAHAKALAK I think he’s insane… completely erasing your past and the person you were is psychopathic to me idk. Anyway
There arent a lot of warfaces going around anymore. since they either died during the war or changed their frames. Pre-war bots were re-fitted during the conflicts and just had to go back to their former unweaponized frames after it was all over so they’re fine.
All of these robots can download information and i want that type of learning to mostly disappear if its deleted, but if they learn things like we do or experience real events, those memories and skills can’t really truly be erased; if they do try erasing them, they will still remember them, just not with HD video clarity, which brings them immense suffering sometimes. “How to people live like this?!” Well buddy it sucks idk we all cope
Newly minted robots are wack because they don’t exactly have a ‘soul’ yet they just do things they’re supposed to do, but after some time, all of them actually develop real awareness and shit… my war bots had like a 78% chance of dying everyday when they were activated, but they survived and attained sentience at like one year post birth and they wised up rly fast after that. They remember their first year, but they describe it as a ‘weird haze’
These robots feel pain so they wont like dive into a hole or damage themselves too much. Self preservation means longer-lived machines which means less repair costs and less human lives on the line as well.. slay !!!
While the conflicts went on, most robots achieved sentience and decided to stop fighting so there was like a robots rights movement and eventually the war stopped altogether and now the robots have a salary and a normal life mostly.
They arent organics, so they need other things. They are solar powered and need oil sometimes and also they need new nanomachines once in a while like we need vaccines. Get your boosters… its not just tetanus and coronavirus anymore now they gotta think about like..the trojan horse 9000
I want them to have this aversion to organic things dying bc they are universally gross. Like they dont like seeing living-machines die either but a rat being squished by a car is also gross!
There are probably some tensions between humans and robots but like i kinda get it bc i wouldnt mess with a guy who has like lead pipes for arms. also most robots ARE normal but some are insane idk 🙆♀️🤷♀️ just like people are.
mine are normal tho they’re just vibing 💖🗣🤙
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A simple request if your up for it. Reader tells Azriel "I love you" and he doesnt say it back. Angst with a happy ending. I'm sorry i dont have much details. Love everything you write btw. ❤️
Confessions of the Heart
You sat in the booth in Rita’s between Nesta and Azriel. A small drinking game had ensued between you, Nesta, and Feyre and the High Lady was convinced easily by her mate to stop. However, it didn’t stop you and your friend even though the male beside you had quietly suggested several times that it was time to stop. You knew that he was right and decided to appease him when he offered you a cup of water.
A shiver ran through you when his hand brushed against yours. Your heart picked up its pace, the love that you had from him jolting through you like lightning. It always happened whenever there was some form of innocent skin to skin contact and you couldn’t help but wonder if he felt it too.
You had been in love with him for years but hadn’t had the courage to voice it to the shadowsinger. It never seemed like the right time or the right place but what really stopped you was the uncertainty of his feelings towards you. You were both friends, that much you knew, but he never gave any indication of anything otherwise.
“Come dance with me!” Mor had appeared at the table, taking a long drink of her wine before stretching out her hand towards you. “Let’s go!”
A giggle left you as you took her hand and had to squeeze past Azriel since he appeared determined not to let you go. You couldn’t think through your drunken stupor but his hands on your waist to steady you as you crawled over him had your breath catching in your throat. As Mor took your hand and dragged you to the dance floor, you couldn’t help but wonder what his hands would feel like running down your body.
The happiness around you was contagious, not that you needed it in the slightest. Males and females alike asked for a dance but the last thing you wanted was to leave one of your friends. You weren’t sure how much time had gone by but enough movement paired with another cup of water had your mind clearing just a bit.
A set of hands on your hips took you by surprise and had you spinning around to see who they belonged to. You would know Azriel anywhere and knew instantly before looking that it wasn’t him. The male that was looking down at you was indeed handsome but your love for the spymaster wouldn’t let you allow him to put his hands on you. You felt him before you saw him and the male backed away slowly before you could tell him to go away. Looking up at Azriel, his jaw was clenched tightly before his hand was in yours and was pulling you out of the door.
“What are you doing?” you asked in exasperation. “I was having fun.”
“I believe you’ve reached your limit for the night.” The words came out rough as if he was trying very hard to control himself. “It’s time for you to go home.”
You frowned at the words since Nesta allowed the both of you to still live at the House of Wind. He was acting as it wasn’t his home as well. You risked a glance back to see the rest of your friends a good distance behind you and the liquid courage began to take hold. The need to tell him how you felt was stronger than ever and you just wanted to get it out in the open. Your mind turned over every coherent thought that you could think of to tell him but didn’t like any of them.
“I love you!” you blurted out, unable to contain it anymore and he tensed.
“What?” he asked in a low voice that was barely audible.
“I love you.” The answer came out quiet and weak since you felt as if you already knew where this was going. “I have for a long time.”
He released your hand and shot up in the air before you had a chance to try and stop him.
It ended up being three days before you saw Azriel again. You were in the dining room with Cassian when he landed on the balcony but he didn’t even try to meet your pleading gaze. Tension filled the room and he passed you by, not even bother acknowledging his brother when he called out for him.
You wanted so badly to take back what you said and simply go back to being happy with the friendship that you had with him, even if it meant that it was all that you could have from him. His long strides had you walking quickly just to keep up with him and it took all of your strength to pull him to a stop when you grabbed his arm with both hands.
“Az, please talk to me,” you begged, your heart cracking even more when he pulled his arm free of your grip. “I was drunk and I shouldn’t have-”
“It’s fine.” His tone suggested everything but his cold assurance. “I’m busy so I would appreciate it if you left me alone.”
Tears filled your eyes despite your mind taking a minute to fully comprehend what he said. He didn’t want you to leave him alone just for the time being but permanently. It was something that you didn’t think that you could handle so you slipped into your room to cry your heart out again. Too many people for your liking knocked on your door throughout the duration of the two days that you kept yourself locked in your room and you didn’t bother caring about anything else. All that you could do was wallow in your pain and self pity.
Nesta was eventually able to coax you out on the third day and forced you to take care of yourself in the way that only she could do. Two weeks went by and you had only seen Azriel a handful of times. The only thing that you got from him was either a cold shoulder or his insistence that you left him alone.
“I just don’t understand,” you mumbled, rubbing your face as you sat in the library with your friend. “Is it really that bad that I’m in love with him? He’s acting like I’m this terrible person for actually caring about him.”
“He’s dense,” Nesta scoffed. “You’ve been training for a while, use that and force him to listen to you.”
“You want me to hold one of the most powerful Illyrians in history at sword point and force him to hear me out?” you asked, raising a skeptical eyebrow at her as she shrugged. “You realize that he would simply laugh at me or knock me on my ass. Maybe both.”
“He always trains by himself at night,” she replied, mischief dancing in her eyes. “Go ahead.”
“You’re going to get me killed,” you groaned but it didn’t stop you from darting out of the room and up to the training area.
Just as her friend said, Azriel was alone in the darkness with his shadows dancing around him. You were stunned momentarily at the sight of him as he moved, content to sit and watch all night if you were able to. It was short lived before his eyes were on you. Wariness was written all over his face and it was a welcomed sight versus the cold hardness that you had seen since your confession.
“Practice is in the morning,” he said simply, eyes moving back to the practice dummy in front of him.
“We can’t keep going like this, Az,” you whispered but you knew he heard you because he froze mid swing.
He dropped the sword on the ground and strode towards you, stopping a few short inches away. You had to crane your head up to meet his gaze and there were too many emotions swimming in his eyes despite his unreadable expression. The urge to hold him surged through you but you held yourself back in hopes that some form of resolution would occur.
“We can,” he replied, his tone as neutral as his face. “This shouldn’t be happening.”
“I miss you.” His jaw clenched at your words and you tried to find a way to backtrack. “I miss our friendship and I don’t want my drunken words to ruin that.”
“So it was the alcohol that made you say it?” he growled as his eyes narrowed on you, his teeth grinding together. “You didn’t mean it?”
“I..” you trailed off because you weren’t sure if you should tell the truth or not.
“That’s good,” he scoffed, appearing unhappy with your silence. “I am the last person that you should feel that way about. Why would someone as amazing and beautiful as you want-”
“Of course I meant it!” you exclaimed, interrupting him because you knew what he was about to say. “Yes the alcohol gave me the courage but if I can’t have you, I’ll take whatever you will give me. Just please stop ignoring-”
One moment you were on your feet and the next his hands were on you before pressing you into the wall. In one swift motion, he lifted you and you wrapped your legs around his waist as he placed his forehead against yours. His breaths were a bit labored and your heart pounded in your chest in anticipation.
“You shouldn’t love me,” he whispered, his words contradicting the one handed light grip on your waist and the gentle caress of your face with his other.
“Why?” you asked and silently cursed yourself for the way that the question came out so pleadingly.
“I do not deserve you,” he answered but his voice cracked in the process. “You are the last-”
“You deserve everything, Azriel.” You cupped his face and forced his uncertain eyes to meet your gaze. “You deserve more than I could ever give you but I love you. I love you so much.”
“And I love you.”
The murmured confession had your heart soaring as you pressed your lips to his. He reciprocated without hesitation and you knew that you could die happily like this. The smile that he gave you when you both pulled away was the most beautiful sight that you had ever seen and you would do everything in your power to keep it there.
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ABOUT YOU ; L.HS
synopsis ; you dated your ex in middle school, breaking up because he moved different cities. its been 7 years, why were you still thinking about him? going to the beach you two use to hangout at you bumped into someone
warning ; cursing, mentions of sex ig?? lmk if anything else needs to be added!!
pairing ; non-idol!heeseung x fem!reader
a/n ; i need to stop writing exes to lovers, but this ones pretty short. I LOVE THIS SONG SM THOO
‘ It's somewhere I go when I need to remember your face. We get married in our heads, something to do while we try to recall how we met ‘
letting the moon illuminate from your skin as you walked on the beach dragging your feet into the sand. this is where you and your middle school sweetheart had always hung around fantasizing about your future, y’know like getting married, having kids despite being kids yourself, young love stuff. little did you both know what the future had in store.
-
“so what’d you wanna talk about?”
“y/n im leaving.”
out of habit you laugh playfully nudging him
“youre not getting me this time Hee”
“im serious y/n.”
turning to him you looked to see that in fact he was not joking.
“like forever leaving…?”
“forever leaving”
just sitting silence staring into each others eyes to see what you should say or do next you swear you could hear your heart crack.
his hand found your hand and held it intertwining his fingers in yours. “i hope you know i really do care about you. sure we’re young but you’ll always be in my heart” nodding you smile bitterly “i care about you too.” “lets just sit here and enjoy the moment.”
there you two were, two hopeless romantic middle schools drowning in their thoughts as they imagined their future together drowning too.
“heeseung?”
“hm?”
‘Wait (don't let go) and pretend (don't let go) . Hold on and hope that we'll find our way back in the end’
“promise me something”
“anything”
“dont forget me.”
he laughs making you turn over as he ruined the moment between you too
“as if i could forget about you, ill come back for you yeah? just dont leave this city, ill be back sooner or later”
“promise?”
“promise.”
-
as stupid as it sounds you kept your promise. you stayed in this small town and never left in fear that the day he that he came back you wouldve already lost. but its stupid. everyone tells you that he probably already forgot about you and has moved on but you believe other wise.
you dont know why but you did.
but tonight something in your stomach was telling you that it wasnt worth the wait anymore that a middle school boy whos probably in bed with someone else shouldn’t keep you from leaving this town that had nothing to give but memories that you were holding onto.
you bumped into someone making you stumble back a bit. a jumbles of ‘sorrys’ were said between you two. the hand reaches out to you which you accept getting up. moving your hair out of your face your eyes meet a pair that look quite alike to the boy youve been waiting for.
“y/n!”
click !
heeseung.
“you remember me?” you asked not being able to hide the fact that you were indeed shocked.
now he was looking at you equally as shocked
“do you think i’ve forgotten…”
he paused tilting his head
“about you…?”
he finished his sentence in a almost whisper tone
“no, no! im just shocked. i’m-“
you scrambled your words
“sorry.” you stop taking a deep breath
“its just been a while you know, im not sure how to react”
‘There was something 'bout you that now I can't remember’
his lips curved up as he let a low chuckle out. you stood in front of him examining his facial features, the ones that stayed and the ones that matured. he was still your heeseung just 22.
“about that…” he looks down at his feet almost ashamed “please don’t think i forgot or didnt wanna come back for you, it was quite the opposite really. i was just in a self conflict wondering if you had moved on and wanted me to leave you alone…you know? it was weird to think that you might have moved on with your life and are happy where you are right now and your middle school boyfriend just came back out of nowhere. it took a bit of courage but i remembered the promise i made you of coming back and…
and i wanted you to know i kept my word to you that i do care for you. a lot,”
‘It's the same damn thing that made my heart surrender’
damn.
hearing those words again made you grin as you proved yourself right, that he hadn’t moved it, it wasnt only you who kept that promise from 7 years ago. you could hear your heart beat through your ears normally that would be concerning but right now this was music to your ears
‘I never know what to think about’
“i…
i dont know what to think or say right now.”
he intertwined your hands the same way he did before and smiled at you
‘I think about you so don't let go’
“i will say i think about you all the time,”
#Spotify#heivexi#enha fluff#enha heeseung#enha imagines#enha smau#enha x reader#enhypen#enhypen angst#enhypen imagines#enhypen reactions#enhypen heeseung#lee heesung x reader#lee heeseung#heeseung#enhypen hard thoughts#enhypen hard hours#heeseung smut#heeseung imagines#enhypen smau#enha#enhypen smut
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Another yapping session with MB yipeee!
nah in all seriousness i would like to talk about some things, now that my temper is gone.
we still remember the post on twt made by @/renhanasgf about Gato not being more inclusive, oorrrr that her poc character are ignored. (i wont talk about the real stuff from discord in this post since proofs are still gathered.)
well here i am! (sadly)
1.How many poc characters?
7 well known (or maybe more). who are those? well we'll start with Raven(tinr) or known as Selin as well, Chet Ichpujani(tinr/tpof), Strade(btd/tpof), Thomas(tpof), Jaqueline(tpof), Machete(tpof) and fucking Derek(tpof)
some of them dont have a full name (besides an alias) either because story wise it didnt mattered or because of their lore (Strade and Machete are criminals, doubt they would want a victim that escaped to expose their identity, no?) Also another detail, even some white characters do not have a last name,such as Sid(tinr), Dragon/Jace(tpof), Komodo/Mike(tpof), Chamomile(tpof), Richard(tpof) and probably some from 'Facility'.
their ethnicities are indeed unknown, either because it wouldnt really affect their story or it was avoided in case it could cause a conflict. dunno. about this i cant really talk a lot since her blogs are gone, thus i cannot dig into this matter anymore. although i believe having a hc on them is fine. ''- It is 100% okay to have ANY headcanons about my character!''-her website)
Raven was one of the well know character from Gato that is poc. her nationality is unknown due to the story (which i would recommend you to read tinr, pretty cool tbh). since her story goes deeper i would suggest you to also read her wiki (fanmade). sadly lots of stuff are now gone about her. still a lover character.
Strade. Strade is Strade. (kind of forgot what she said in the answer about his name but the wiki says ''Strade is not his actual birth name. It's similar to a placeholder name like John Doe. His birth name is unknown." still you can check out more here)
Chet Ichpujani is another character involved in tinr, a manager (i believe) at a semi-restaurant thing? in the end he offers to help Farz with his problem. pretty cool guy since he and Anthony Shore re-appeared in tpof. (picture below)
Machete, ''Machete is the newest member of the desert group. He had to prove himself worthy by performing various criminal tasks to be allowed in. Despite his recent acceptance, the rest of the group remain wary of him. His quiet demeanor and decisive actions tend to unsettle the other members. He regrets everything he's done to be admitted into the group, but he chose to stop at nothing to get revenge for his sister. He feels as though he's completely lost his identity and humanity to his "purpose"." -wiki (also a small detail, he did everything to revenge his sister)
Tom/Thomas, ''Tom is a college student, taking a media development course centered around sound design. He took a few years off high school, kind of meandering through life without an aim for a while. However, he eventually found a passion for making music. Despite tons of research and hard work, he was never really able to get his brand off the ground, so he decided to head to college to get some formal education on the subject. Late one night, as he was about to head home, he was abducted by Komodo and Dragon.'' -wiki
Jaqueline, "Jaqueline is a young trades worker learning to paint houses. She takes pride in her work and also frequently goes to the gym. Her mother pesters her to get a higher education, but she loves her current career path. Due to the friction with her family over her job, she tends to choose to spend time with friends instead. She was violently abducted by Jack in broad daylight, unlucky to have no witnesses." -wiki
therefore, there's plenty of information, plus that lost from her blogs.
2.Model minority
must agree, her work from 2016 looked alike yet, in the last years she actually showed more bodies (like types)
here are some examples:
also Strade's new model as well:
quite diverse, is it not? i am aware i didnt show others as well but if you wish to (and i actually encourage to) you can view the rest here! Lawrence, Ren, Celia (or on pinterest!)
3. Conclusion
i still believe everyone can create whatever they wish, whatever character. the details are on their part. now i could understand Gato for being upset when someone doesnt draw their character as they are (such as changing the body type, skin colour, etc) but also cant blame those who feel like being ignored (trust me, had to survive the genshin fandom).
so the characters exist, thus i dont see the problem of not being inclusive (also, as she often said, you can hc her characters, thus i believe their ethnicities are free to chose for yourself)
that's it. as for the real deal (the discord stuff) i believe it's the best more proofs come. rn i dont see her as a racist artist, but that comment in spanish does sound in fact xenophobic... well, until more context is posted, we'll see
stay safe!
#gatobob#btd#btd2#tpof#boyfriend to death#tinr#augh kinda getting tired of this all of this tbh might draw Law tho my pretty princess
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say yes to heaven (track one) | tz11 x reader
cruel world [masterlist]🕊
word count: 2.1k
Rolling Stone
Date: June 28th, 2023
Growing up, Yn Ln always dreamt that she would become a singer. Her inspirations were figures well beyond her years, taking inspiration from the likes of great artists from decades past. Her melancholic style became instantly notable when she first hit the scene a few short weeks ago with her debut single, video games. Of course, none of her earlier works can be found on streaming services anymore, but her style has remained consistent over the years as she now releases her debut album in 2023.
interviewer: Yn, your album “Cruel World” has become an instant cult classic for music reviewers and fans alike. But what everyone really wants to know is what, and who, inspired you?
Yn laughs lightly, rubbing her palms on her jeans before she starts talking.
Yn Ln: It was [pause].. it was a long process. I was inspired by my real life [another pause] and my friends' lives. A lot of things went into creating the album. I’ve spent years working on it.
interviewer: Are you aware of the rumours surrounding the album? That every song is about an ex of yours? Trevor I think his name is?
Yn tenses briefly at the mention of her ex and swipes her palms against her jeans once more.
Yn Ln: Like I said, the album was inspired by things I've gone through. I don’t feel the need to put names to songs.
She laughs lightly trying to ease the tension of the room.
Interviewer: Well, regardless, Cruel World is an amazing album.
Yn smiled politely, taking a sip of her coffee.
when yn hughes first laid her eyes on trevor zegras, she felt a spark. when she went to bed that night she didn’t dream about her favourite characters, or books, she didn’t even create perfect little scenarios. no, she fell asleep to thoughts of her brothers best friend. his soft hair, the way he glided the puck across the ice, his smile and enthusiasm when his team did well… yn hughes was doomed from the start.
‘cause ive got my mind on you
i’ve got my mind on you
you didn't actually meet trevor face to face till a week after first seeing him. your twin, Jack, had invited him and a few other friends over to the house for the day. you laid in bed, eyes closed listening to all the commotion below before you decided to go downstairs and greet everyone.
when you finally made your way to the group, you stood awkwardly at the bottom of the stairs. the wood chilly as you watched your brother and his friends play fight.
“I’m trevor!” one of the boys beamed as he stepped away from the group of rowdy boys.
you smiled softly in response as trevor ruffled his hair. “i’m yn-”
“jacks twin! right, i've heard so much about you! you know, i always wondered if it was true that twins had like, intuition? Is that a thing?” trevor rambled, his words fast and inquisitive, a habit which presented itself quite frequently.
you laughed, nodding in the small breaks of trevors words as he kept talking about twins and their behaviours he had apparently heard about.
when he finally stopped his speech, yn answered his first of many questions. “i mean i dont know about intuition but…”
“trev!” jack called, “get over here, stop talking to yn!”. he was shaking an xbox controller, gesturing for trevor to come join their group of friends who were lounging on the sofa ready to play.
“but he always seems to pick up on when i'm having a good time” you smiled cheekily.
trevors face burned red and he rubbed at his neck absentmindedly as he looked you up and down. you watched his eyes trail, and you had never felt so giddy in all of your life. butterflies fluttered in your stomach until trevor broke away from you.
“Ill uh- ill.. i’ll see you around,” trevor finished lamely, clearly feeling the same giddiness you felt as he sharply turned away from you and sat next to your brother. you stood in your spot for another second, watching as trevor tried to hide his smile from your brother.
the house was quiet as you made your way into your kitchen for a glass of water. you had fallen after working on some music and you woke up dazed and a little confused.
you open the fridge, the little light partially illuminating the kitchen. a figure moves out of the darkness causing you to jump and let out a little shriek.
your breathing speeds up, one of your hand coming to rest over your mouth as trevor steps into the light of the fridge.
“Its just me!” trevor says, voice hoarse with sleep. he lays a had on your shoulder, watching you with wide eyes as you try to calm yourself down.
“what are you doing here?” you asked breathlessly as your breathing started to slow.
“uh your parents let me and a few other guys stay over tonight” trevor explained, hand still resting on your shoulder.
“what? when?” trevors hand falls from your shoulders and moves to brush through his hair.
“after dinner. you were up in your room playing… the guitar was it? It sounded really nice”
“thanks…” your face heated and you were so glad that you hadn't decided to turn the kitchen light on.
“what were you working on anyway?” trevor changed the subject as he opened the fridge and pulled out a jug of milk.
your nose crinkled as he grabbed his discarded cup and poured himself a glass. “oh you know,” you shrugged your shoulders. you didn’t know why you did it but you never wanted to talk about your music. with all your brother's talents and successes, you felt that you choosing music was an embarrassment to your family even though you knew at heart that it wasn’t true.
trevor must have picked up on your hesitancy so he shrugged, bringing his glass of milk to his lips as he took another swig.
“milk?” you questioned, and trevor held the glass out for you to take.
“want some?” he asked, tilting the glass towards you.
“definitely not”
“it makes your bones strong and stuff, you should try it”
“Trevor i've drank milk before,” you say sarcastically.
“well yeah but like, you know what i mean”
you rolled your eyes playfully, “okay fine give me the glass,” you reached your hand out and trevor passed his cup to you. you peered into the cup.
“its just milk it's not gonna hurt you” trevor laughed as he leaned back against the kitchen counter.
you tentatively took a sip and when you finished you passed the glass back to trevor.
“how was it?”
“gross”
“yeah okay,” trevor rolled his eyes, leaning his head back as he finished the rest of the glass.
you reached past trevors shoulder, grabbing a glass to fill with water.
“well, im going to go to bed,” trevor nods to you as he sets his now empty glass in the sink.
“goodnight,” you respond as you fill your glass.
“yah night,” trevor walks out of the kitchen and you watch him leave.
what the hell was that? you whisper to yourself, downing the rest of your water before heading to bed yourself.
the next few weeks followed similarly. you and trevor would have these weird random moments, and you would both awkwardly smile at each other and move on with your days. that was until the boys decided to have a bonfire now that your parents were out of town to celebrate the start of the summer.
you felt the warm heat of the fire on your legs as you sat near the pit with your friend. you watched absentmindedly as trevor talked to his friends before you felt the weight of your friend's hand on your shoulder.
“you know yn, if you want him that badly then…” you whipped your head around at your friends words.
“what?” your eyes were wide in shock. you hadn’t told anybody about your growing feelings for trevor.
“I’m just saying you’re not being really secretive…”
“he's my brother's best friend” you shrugged, your eyes drifting from your friend and back to the boy in question. He was nursing a beer he had somehow managed to sneak past his own parents.
“okay… what does that have to do with anything? hes hot” your friend shrugs.
“hes also jacks teammate it just, it wouldn't work out the way i’d want it to” you expressed your reasons on why you couldn't date trevor and it sounded more ridiculous each time. you knew you wanted to be with him, and honestly, jack wasn't what you were worried about. you were more worried of the possible rejection. sure you and trevor had spent time together and talked. but majority of that time was when the two of you were alone. what if trevor doesn't want anything more than the private meetups?
“how do you want it to work out?”
you fiddled with your hands, ignoring your friends question.
“he clearly likes you though, if that's what you're worried about” you hummed in response, lazily turning your head to look at trevor again. He smiled at you when he caught you looking. you didn't have the energy to look away. you knew then that you'd rather be rejected then not with him at all.
let the fear you have fall way
i’ve got my eye on you
i’ve got my eye on you
say yes to heaven
say yes to me
“trev!” you hear jack call from across the fire pit, “can you go get us more marshmallows?” the boy easily agrees as he stands up from his lawn chair and begins to make his way inside.
“Yn im thirsty!” your friend quickly says, pushing you up and off your seat. “can you get me a root beer?” she pleads, causing your brothers and his friends to shift their attention to the two of you. you quickly catch on to what she's doing, and you nod with enthusiasm.
“does anyone else want something?” you ask the group as you slowly back away. Jack asks for water, and you nod before following Trevor into your house.
the house was silent as the two of you worked your way around the kitchen. just as trevor was about to make his way back outside again, you stopped him. your hand tugged on his wrist and he was turning back to face you.
“trevor,” you breathed out, a little shocked at your sudden courage.
“yn,” he whispered back. you could hear the faint sound of the fire crackling and everyone's laughter out in the backyard.
it felt magnetic, the pull that brought your lips up to meet his. the kiss was soft and innocent. something that could easily be explained away as a spur of the moment thing. you refused to let it.
“yn,” trevor whispered again, this time painfully.
“trevor,” you were hopeful.
he kissed you again, one of his hands coming down to settle on your waist as your arm wrapped itself around his neck.
when you both pulled apart, trevor rested his forehead against yours, his breath slowing down as you both relaxed.
“we cant do this,” trevor said almost regretfully as his head turned at the sound of your brothers loud voice teasing cole.
“we can do whatever we want” you replied, ignoring all the background noise.
“jacks your twin. he's my teammate. my best friend. i can't just-”
“say yes to me” you blurted and your face heated up instantly.
“It's not that easy-”
“yes it is. trevor just say yes to me and we can figure out what to do with jack later,”
trevor seemed unsure of what to say for the first time.
“What's taking you so long! damn!” jacks voice pops the bubble you and trevor had built not even a minute earlier.
“sorry i couldn't find the marshmallows,” trevor mumbles, stepping away from you and towards your brother.
“why didn’t you help hin y/n? don't be rude” your brothers voice seemed to pierce the quiet of the kitchen.
“he didn’t want me to help,” you replied quietly, reaching behind you for the water bottle jack had asked for earlier.
“well that was stupid. she literally lives here z she knows where everything is,” jack responded cluelessly.
“Yeah, right, my bad” trevor nodded along with his words as he watched jack reach into a corner cabinet to retrieve a bag of marshmallows.
I’ll put my red dress on, get it on
and if you fight, i’ll fight
it doesn’t matter, now its all gone
i got my mind on you
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yourbff hottest bff ever🤤
ynhughes love u
jackhughes “❤️”
ynhughes if u dont leave me alone…
[insta dms]
trevorzegras: I’m sorry about that night
trevorzegras: I just don't want jack mad at me yk? I do really like you and I shouldn't have just left things like that
ynhughes: what are you trying to say?
trevorzegras: That i'm saying yes to you
trevorzegras: and that i’m sorry
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yourbff im crying real tears i love you so so much
ynhughes i love u more forever
fan01 just listened to say yes to heaven for the first time and it's soo beautiful
fan02 love you so much yn
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I could see their parents trying to get clover back but the court just seeing a monster and a monster family who all look alike and because of the limited monster knowledge it gets dismissed. I also don’t think clover is clover’s original name, ya know?
yeah pretty much!! they dont know shit about monsters and its like… they pretty much just redo all of clovers legal papers bc who they were before, when they were a human, doesnt matter anymore so. clovers parents really have no one on their side
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Before you read: This post has been edited. Please keep in mind that this was not meant to be a serious meta and therefore did not have the most thorough research put into it . Many of my friends have rebloged this post with very interesting commentary, and I expand on my points in a better way in further reblogs. Please check those out before you interact, because I feel this post alone does not fully represent how I feel about the matter. Every interpretation of Connor is valid, and this post was not meant to belittle anybody for feeling differently than I.
Most of whats below is as it was originally posted, aside from a few reworded statements <3
I find it incredibly ironic that a majority of the fan base looked at Connor and labeled him soft, innocent, pure, and harmless, when the whole point of his character is that that's what Cyberlife designed him to be. He even says it to Hank in The Nest.
"Cyberlife androids are designed to work harmoniously with humans. Both my appearance, and voice, were specifically designed to facilitate my integration."
The whole point of his story is to show that he is not a pure and good person. Us, as the player, should know better than anyone that Connor is not harmless or soft. Connor is constantly putting up a facade because that's what Cyberlife needs from him. He is designed to integrate with humans - and Hank - to achieve the best results in the investigation.
A fan favorite moment is during Waiting for Hank when you get to snoop around Hank's belongings and ask him invasive questions in order to gain information about him for more amicable relations. It is not Connor taking a genuine interest in Hank.
Then there's The Nest, where Connor once again tries to bond with Hank. He tries to forge a relationship because it is what Amanda wants, and what Cyberlife needs for maximum efficiency in Connor's hunt.
There's also the moment Connor can snoop around Hank's home to find out incredibly person and intimate details about his past. Also considered a fan favorite moment.
These moments:
Are not real. They are not Connor being a pure cinnamon role. It is Connor putting on an act to get the best results. It's a concept introduced in the very first chapter of the game. Connor does not care about Daniel. He barely blinks at his death. But the whole negotiation, it is Connor's goal to pretend he gives a shit. Connor does this with every single victim.
This is not Connor feeling genuine empathy for these people:
It is him finding the best way to accomplish his mission without scaring off a potential suspect or witness
So many moments the fandom sites as Connor being a Good Boi TM is just him acting. The same act that he puts on to convince his victims and allies alike that he is a Good Boi. But he's not.
This:
Is Connor. At least at the beginning. He is cold. He is ruthless. He simply does not care. The only moment of genuine joy he shows pre deviancy is when he is praised by Amanda for his efficiency in capturing a subject.
And that's the point. He starts off the game a terrible person who does not care for the lives of those around him because he's been taught that they dont matter. He only learns to become a good person through growing genuinely empathetic towards the people he is killing. That's why The Bridge is so important.
Connor spends so long asking questions. Asking Hank personal questions so he can adapt better to his personality. Connor asking questions so he can piece together the puzzle of deviancy. At the bridge, Hank finally stops Connor in his tracks and asks him the questions. Makes him stop and think about something besides his investigation for once. Why didn't you shoot, Connor?
It's after The Bridge that Connor finally starts to analyze himself and his actions too.
So, no. Connor is not a pure cinnamon role. He's a manipulative murderer who can only redeem himself by not pretending to be innocent anymore. For Connor to really become a good person, he has to go against everything that makes him a "cinnamon role" because that facade was made by Cyberlife.
#idk man i just hate the simplification of his character#dont get me wrong hes not entirely evil#but hes not some helpless baby#and hes definitely not a good person from the get go#i just find it ironic that people believe the facade that the game clearly shows is a facade#because thats what Connor was made to do#trick people into thinking he was a good kind harmless person#and i guess it worked#detroit: become human#dbh#dbh connor#edited post
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heyy hope ur day has been good so far!
could i request a bill x reader hurt/comfort oneshot?
Reader and bill get into a massive fight about something stupid they dont even remember anymore and in the heat of the moment bill says something about readers weight wich they are extremely insecure of (reader is a bit chubby) and both of them are just standing completely shocked about what just happened and the reader starts tearing up so bill tries to hug her and apologise but the reader pushes him away not wanting to be touched and he then realises how he fucked up.
a few days later after the reader avoided him he shows up with puffy eyes and eye bags, holding flowers and apologises saying how he knows that what he did wasnt right and that he cant undo everything but he wants to try and will wait how ever long reader needs to trust him again?
sorry if this is a bit much and its ok if ur not comfortable writing this!
have a great day!
(Yo! Sure I can but so sorry, I'm not good at apologies so I left it at the end like a sorta cliff hanger bc I suck at giving and writing apologies. But anyway, enjoy!)
An Apology Won't Cut It
You didn't even know how the hell this started, and how it ended up here.
It was a small argument, ending up in comments thrown and bickering until yelling ensued and the rest of the band left you both alone.
Yelling in the hotel room you and Bill shared after a concert when you just wanted to sleep away everything.
What you can remember was that Bill got mad at you for 'flirting' with a fan.
Yes, you used to flirt with fans, basically what Tom did, flirting with fans girls and boys alike until you got into a relationship with Bill and that stopped.
You used to enjoy it, but put an end to it once Bill expressed his feelings for you before.
You didn't engage in fan advances, but when you put them off you were scolded by your publicist and told not to and just smile, brush them off and move on.
Of course, you didn't want to be scolded anymore, so you just agreed and tried to keep your distance.
But the fanboy at the signing today would not give in, not taking the hint at your strained smiles and goodbyes but being tugged back into the conversation.
Bill noticed and you could see his attitude change the more and more the boy flirted, and the more you stood there, trying to get away but Bill didn't see that through his annoyance.
Georg had to swoop in and save you from being uncomfortable, and the last thing you wanted was to be arguing with Bill over something you didn't even want.
"This is so goddamn pointless, Bill. I tried!" You yelled, exhausted from the night and fed up as Bill scoffed.
"You didn't try anything. You stood there and let him flirt with you when I stood there like a dumbass!" Bill countered, visibly angry at you.
"Yeah! You stood there and watched him make me uncomfortable! Georg had to come get me." You sighed, running a hand through your hair to try and calm down.
"For all anyone knows is that you were flirting back! Like you always do!" Bill tried to get it across from his spot standing across from you.
"Like I always do?! Don't throw that shit back at me!" You yelled back, pissed at him for bringing up past relationships before you were even together, and something he already knew wasn't true.
"Don't go there because I didn't do anything wrong. I tried to get away, you stood there like an asshole watching me but are still blaming me."
Bill scoffed, muttering a comment under his breath he would soon regret when the room fell silent.
He soon stilled, a cold sweat running through him as he heard what his own mouth muttered through the room.
Bill looked up to see your face, anger, hurt and shock written across your face.
"Really?" You muttered, you scoffed as you gave a small laugh out of bewilderment as Bill stood up in surprise in himself.
"(Name)-" Bill tried before you cut him off.
"You really wanna fucking go there?" You asked, your voice strong but coming out with the same hurt written across your face.
Bill felt guilty eating up in him, the memories of comforting you about your insecurity of your weight in his mind, bringing up your confidence in yourself as he helped you.
Even holding your hand as you told him about the insecurities, remembering how he comforted you and made you feel like the most beautiful being in the world.
Only to see him crush it as the stupid fucking comment about your own weigh and insecurity was used against you in an argument.
By none other than Bill.
"You're an asshole, Bill." You shook your head, trying to blink away the tears.
You were angry at yourself for what happened at the concert, even if you tried your best to make it stop but was still blamed.
"I'm sorry." Bill apologized quickly, walking closer to you and trying to pull you in for a hug, for both of you but his hand was quickly slapped away.
You backed away towards the door of the room, snatching your arm away from your boyfriend, or what Bill feared, ex-boyfriend.
You were a strong person and Bill knew that, you told him many times that even if it was an insecurity, you wouldn't let it be used against you or let yourself feel like shit because of it.
It had been before by previous boyfriends, and you left their asses because of it, and Bill may even now join that list.
"Don't you fucking touch me." You cursed at Bill, the boy's guilt multiplying as he saw you get rid of the tears, replacing them with anger fueled ones.
"Get the fuck out and get a new hotel room. I'm not gonna be around someone who immediately goes to that when arguing." You told Bill, your boyfriend tried to speak up but nothing came out.
"I told you about it, you even comforted me about it." You scoffed, staring through him as Bill frowned.
"(Name), I'm sorry." Bill apologized once more, trying to step closer to you but stopped when you turned on your heel and walked to the door.
"Get your shit and you better be gone when I get back. I'm not crying over your ass."
Bill watched the door open, hearing it slam against the frame and your footsteps leaving down the hall.
Bill stood in his place, cursing at himself for his own stupidity and trying to find a way to fix this but came up empty.
The only thing Bill could do now was sink down into the seat by the bed, looking around at tour abandoned belongings mixed in with his.
He could only hope for a way to fix what he may have fucking ruined over his own stupidity.
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Can you perhaps do a dark ao’nung who is obsessive and manipulative to an innocent reader who believes everything he says.
You can come up with the rest your writing is amazing 😆
My Unhealthy Obsession
GN! Metkayina Reader X Ao'nung
Warnings: Unhealthy obsession. Manipulation tho i kinda lowkey suck at it. Perhaps implications of murder. Innocent reader + plot twist.
uwu thank you anon for enjoying my writing.
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You were all each other had. Realistically you had your families. Sure that was true and more than anything you loved them to death. You liked spending time with Tsireya and Ronal.
Being with Ao'nung was a different story however. Something about his words the way he spoke the way he would touch you left more to the mind to wonder.
Since children something about the way he would speak with you it made little tingles in your stomach. And it made you crave his attention much more.
And Ao'nung knew this. He took advantage of the way you seem to believe his every word. Innocent on the mind and soul. And he was cruel. But ever much more gentle at what ever you would tell him.
Making you believe hi obvious lies. "Oh no Tsireya is out with mother she cant hang" "Tao'lu? oh no he asked you on a bet. his friends made" "Oh wouldn't you like to hang with me instead?"
And you believed every one of his words. Realistically he still had all his friends to hang with. And you were alone. But what good was it hanging out with his friends if he could have you all to himself?
"Ao'nung you really should head on With your father. What good is any training if your wasting it with me?" You spoke in alluring voice. You were always so kind to him.
"Naw i think it will be okay to spend time with you"
"by the way of your attitude im sure they wouldn't think its okay"
You sighed. Your mind again pondering to a distant past. Where you had both guys and girls alike asking you if they could stake claim. But...things had changed. People didnt like looking at you in the eye.
"Ao'nung..Do you know why. Tao'lu or Irir stopped pursuing me? Or why all my friends stopped talking with me?"
"no?" he spoke
"It seems no one speaks to me anymore and it frightens me a little. Have i done wrong? am i undesirable?"
"what nonsense dear. Clear your head of those thoughts"
You were about to speak. Tell him something else before hearing loud commotion outside. and unbeknownst to you two. Things in this dynamic were about to change drastically.
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The arrival of the Sully's was not something Ao'nung could have foreseen. He had manage to scare anyone away from ever really speaking to you.
But you had been dragged into teaching along side him. And he couldn't threaten the sully's as he had everyone.
He did trust his sister and Rotxo. But even then he would rarely allow you three to have alone time. More so on the knowledge that Tsireya knew what he had done.
But he needed to promise you to himself.
And it was hard when Neteyam would throw you knowing looks. And you could only return it in kind. He couldn't really threaten them. But he could you.
And it wasn't long before he did. Finding you alone in your pod. Lucky for him he knew your family wouldn't be around just yet.
"I dont want you around those Sully guy's"
"it will be hard given i was told to help them too"
"I mean it Y/n"
you turned to look at him. His expression cold, dark and ever more so handsome in your eyes. "Why?"
"Especially Neteyam"
"Ao'nung. Can you at least explain why"
"I dont like the way he looks at you"
You thought. Sure he was friendly but he knew you two were strangers. Only ever talking as acquaintances.
"Like he has you. Like he wants you. To be your Mate or more it makes me sick."
"But Ao'nung what difference does that make. You haven't staked claim of me and i you"
He let out a hiss. Fangs bearing as he held your wrists together. "I haven't yet"
You let your heart sore. How long had you wanted that? was it sick? he was your only friend remaining so what other options did you have?.
"Keep away from him. You never know. He's also the outsider. His family have demon blood. What more does he need for you to understand"
you just stared at him in silence. Subconsciously you began to shake in his hold.
His eyes softened. Sighing as he gently kissed your knuckles.
"He's no good for you. Not like i can be. So please. Please promise to keep away from them"
You let out a small smile. before nodding. Letting him go.
And This promise didn't go unnoticed. You stopped showing up. You stopped interacting. You stopped ever seeing Neteyam or the rest of the siblings.
Tsireya of course had noticed it more. She had seen this happen countless of times. And for once she had enough. Had voiced her voice enough for it to fall on deaf ears.
She went to go see you. Had always found the best of times to see you and this time she had to speak to you.
"Y/n?"
You turned to look at her. Smiling bright. "oh Tsireya, A little early than before?"
"I have to speak to you"
You two sat. You handing her a bowl of fruit.
"Its about Ao'nung"
"Oh! I hope he told you the news"
"The news?"
You smiled brightly. A feeling boiling in your stomach as you spilled the news. But watched carefully as Tsireya's face dropped in horror.
"no, No Y/n That cannot happen!"
You frowned. "What? why?"
"Ao'nung. He's not right. Not right at all! He's he's pushed away every one of your friends. Suitors and any alike. I dont know what he says or what he does. But, But he threatens. He"
you only listened. perhaps that explained it.
"He's almost drowned some kids back when were were little. You dont understand. What ever it is. Who ever it is. And im frightened that your happiness is, Is for the wrong one"
You nodded. Watching her and nodded silently. " I thank you Tsireya. I really do. But i know how to handle this. Trust me with this. Please"
Tsireya could only frown. Watching as your sweet aura didn't falter. Didn't waver and all she could do is pray to Eywa. Pray that everything would work out. That nothing bad would happen.
unbeknownst to anyone but you. This was exactly what you had hoped for. You are Ao'nung's and now he is Yours.
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im sorry if this is bad in any way shape or form. But i really tried. I was gonna make it super dark but then thats borderline like yandere. And well. Lets save that for another day.
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In this essay, i will explain the reasons why sky children of the light has become an increasingly unwelcoming game to new players and veterans alike-
Yeah yeah i usually only share my words here but tumblr feels like a really comfy place for me to share unfiltered thoughts and i needed somewhere to vent ig (skip if you have no idea what I'm talking about)
When I first started playing in prophecy, sky was a really fun game. We didn't have the request for a guide function then and I'm actually really grateful for it because the joy was in exploring each of the different realms and season areas on my own and randomly stumbling across spirits whose stories were waiting for me to discover. Maybe it was because I was a dumb moth - i didn't even know how to access seasonal spirits trees - but the pressure to cr just wasn't as intense as it is for moths today. The back to back seasons and "days of" events seem to have sucked the fun of exploring the world of sky for moths because they're so focused on grinding for candles/hearts/event currency that they just dont slow to smell the in-game roses anymore. And the thing is I get it because there's just so many new cosmetics as well as older ones from past seasons and events to farm for.
I mean sure you don't have to collect every cosmetic but 1 cape costs like 70 candles on average, same for a pair of pants iirc, a prop/acessory at 40-70 candles (70 if its an instrument??) , and hair at around 40-50 candles; and the best part is you can only earn 20-21 candles max in 1 reset 🤡 Add all of that plus the need to look for event currency in fear of facing such prices in the event rerun and you get stressed out moths facing existential crises every 2 weeks when ts arrives😀 Sorry moths, the economy is bad irl and just as bad in sky.
And what of the veterans? Yeah, well, we get no friends as everyone starts to quit the game and those that stay live off copium revisiting the places we once visited with friends- Or maybe that's just me
New friends, you say? *cue flashback to moths begging for help with cr* we exchanged like maybe 5 sentences max at chat benches🥲 i have nothing against helping out but it does make it difficult to form a bond when they disappear right after and you fade into their constellation of ubers
And then we have the seasons.
... Honestly the only season that made an impression with me after aurora was the recently concluded season of the 9 coloured deer, which was also another collab season💀
I actually had to check the sky wiki for this:
Remembrance - ironically very forgettable. What was the story again? Was it the one with the group of spirits living in one specific hole in vault like why- vault is bigger than that sad hole- OH THE PLUSHIES okay maybe this one was passable... im trying okay
Passage - ??? Havent finished this season's quests so uh- so far it seems like... a cult..? In isle...?
Moments - if they wanted a camera in-game, they could have just added it to like the days of sunlight event (the camping one) or smtg. They did not have to force a season for a camera💀 imho the camera was the only thing worth mentioning abt this season and i don't even take pictures
Revival - i suppose aviary is pretty and it's nice that the spirits have somewhere to stay now. Not particularly impressed. Don't really remember the story in this one.
...i heard rumours of a furniture season after the 9 coloured deer. Looking forward to hearing what they'll name this one lmao
The quality of "days of" events is still acceptable to me. Just maybe ignore the numerous iaps and the fact that we have multiple umbrellas but only 1 is f2p (don't understand whats up w that btw)
And also the recurring bugs💀 I've been playing for at least 3 years and I've faced these bugs/problems multiple times:
1. Unable to light frends constellations because the screen just yeets itself into oblivion or some random environment feature where i cant press the button
2. Game crashes (after every update istg-)
3. Splitting servers
4. Sky discrimination and gate keeping, aka refusing to let me open the game
5. Being unable to collect currency/dailies (it's not my internet i checked)
The lack of compensation is another matter entirely
I don't know man I'm tired. The only reason why I still have it installed is because it's my only link to the people I used to have fun and relax with. Not everyone has discord or insta or some other social media.
If you made it this far thank you for coming to my ted talk. Feel free to leave your thoughts- just remember to be respectful
Tldr:
The sky economy is bad. For everyone. Moths (and maybe even vets) are stressed out and vets are losing friends. The seasons are increasingly dull and the long-lived bugs are frustrating.
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ermmm my commissions are open!!!
yeah!!
i accept robux and nitro cause i have no use of money at the moment
my pricing!!!!:
basic doodle (coloured, no render) (mostly stuff like ocs and roblox avatars!!!)
either discord nitro basic (£2.99/$2.99) or 400 robux (£4.99/$4.99)
rendered drawing but in my normal artstyle
(i dont have lots of good examples of this type of art since i dont really draw in my artstyle anymore for sum reason...but here!!)
(these are horrid examples ill draw sum later or sumin)
either Discord Nitro ($9.99/£8.00) or 800 robux (£9.99/$9.99)
i could also draw fully rendered drawings but im probably gonna negotiate with that and not make it a specific price since those fully rendered drawings do take a LOT of my time (also if its gonna be like fully rendered ocs i will need a reference image of the oc and like...a face look-alike if that makes sense?)
examples of this!!! (theres also a soap drawing im doing but isnt finished so ill add it here when its done!)
extra notes: im mostly used to drawing roblox avatars and ocs (any fandom). i cant really draw furries tho, sorry!! (i have tried and it isnt that bad it just looks a bit funky)
also i do NOT do well with deadlines cause for sum reason the mention of a deadline when im drawing gives me no motivation to actually do the art!!!
also there is only like...10 slots!!
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So! with the whole cas and malachi backstory, and them being so look alike. is there like. a possible scenario, maybe cas is away for some reason maybe it was a trap to lure him there so malachi can slip in idk, then malachi wanting to like idk play with cas. just to show up to see what he sees in gortash or something. step in the shoes of his siblings for now. he tries to pretend to be cas with magic or something and tries to see what he sees in the guy and see how long he can keep this up. ofc i dont think itll last long, but idk i think its just kinda cool to visualize. the unsettling-ness of like madness of it maybe. like its a doppleganger but not really.
like maybe he slips in the side of gortash's bed and then something is just not right. because theres no warmth in his eyes as he tries to "lovingly" caress gortash. just like a particular curiosity of a scientist like examining a specimen. idk its just interesting to think of drawing the little quirks of facial expression and maybe horror build up but not really. i imagine this would only be a threat rn with gort being so big these days.
then maybe when cas rushes in to like want to kill mal for even touching gort and doing this shit, we could just see either gort mid pulling away cuz he realized this isnt cas, but like for cas he mightve interpreted it as like different that he was being replaced and how could u fall for this whatevs
or maybe what cas would see is more brutal? maybe gortash tied. and maybe mal sitting pretty waiting for him to see if this is what he was exchanging for, something this fragile. grotesque. just outright not getting it. what cas sees and accidentally mocking him or something to be better than this (aka be the worst) that he expected better. i think mal would die but yk its kinda fun to see. like mal being what cas should be doing if he was as "perfect" as he used to be just to rub it in that maybe hes getting soft and weak.
sorry idk im just a sucker for weird doppleganger like tropes and weird sibling relationship (in fiction cuz idk its just so interesting to explore the tight rope tension and obsessing so much u hate them but u want to be them and have to have them) if this is way too weird and ooc, just ignore this and delete, sorry! also not requesting or anything suggesting, just wanted to imagine it and share it with u
first of all thank u so much for sharing your thoughts nd stuff on this honestly I’ve been thinking about it quite a bit since🙏😔 to be honest I have played with thoughts of a similar scene before as well, especially because of the whole “Mal is pretty good at transformative magic” since he always wanted to be someone else, especially someone Cas would desire. I think what you described honestly comes reaaaally close already to how this would play out, so let me just add my own thoughts
Let me just start off by saying that Mal, at the time where he finally got out of the Abyss, wasn’t quite like he was back then anymore. To put it simply he lost his mind from the pain and seclusion he went through. He still had his weird obsession with Cas obviously, but there was anger behind it now, especially after Mephistopheles told and showed him Cas’ genuine affection and weakness when it came to Gortash. The thing with Mal is that yes he was always rejected by Cas but Cas also never showed interest in anyone else, so he accepted that, telling himself that Cas is just unable to and if he was able to he would obviously love nd be obsessed with him he same was he was. But now with Mal seeing that Cas actually loved another man, and not just that but a man that is so very weak and just a mortal in the eyes of every devil, there’s more genuine hatred and hurt behind it.
When Mal first approached Cas again he was in the crowd of the black keep's throne room before trying to attack Gortash. It wasn’t very serious at that moment, it was his task, but really he just wanted to see if Cas really was really reduced to being Gortash's "guard dog" as Mephistopheles lovingly put it💜 Maybe it disppointed him in a way, he snapped out of his unconditional love a little with everything that Cas had done to him combined with his fall from grace and his affections for Gortash. But still, it's not like he would ever be over the whole thing
so Mal can't fool Cas with his transformations he knows that and Cas would kill him if he's careless but Gortash? It makes sense that he might attempt once, trying to understand why it would ever be Gortash over himself that deserves Cas' love and it's not like he'd be afraid of him. It'd be a night scenario as you suggested yeah, maybe Gortash thinking Cas is back early but it doesn't last long - Malachi was always bad at imitating Cas' behavior and speech and never understood his brother really, even if desiring him so. So yes, Gortash would figure it out fast but he's cautious, and Mal gets no answer to his question anyways. There's nothing even slightly special about Gortash in his eyes, so he succumbs to his hatred again. He could've gotten the job of killing Gortash to punish Cas done here but I figure he wouldn't be able to just do that, Mal is similar to Cas in the way where he'll always be drawn to causing pain instead of a fast death. So he tries to torture Gortash for a bit, let out his frustration and hurt about *this* being chosen over him, especially since Mal sacrificed so much for Cas as well and would've let Cas made him fat too - not like he understands where it comes from though
Anyways yeah it doesn't last for long, there's only so little time where Cas would leave Gortash's side and usually not without being able to know what's going on. Gortash would just be stalling too, trying to talk and infuriate him until Cas comes to finish the job but Mal doesn't die here, he just retreats so report back to Mephistopheles since he's not meant to fight Cas alone👎
also I doubt that Gortash would've gotten as far as to actually be intimate in any way with the transformed Mal because he is VERY unstable at this point, he would've just revealed himself a few minutes in by acting insane, but Cas definitely still asked if he let Mal touch him😖 Same reason why there isn't much "playing" or baiting Cas or the like though, Malachi at this point, after what he went through in the Abyss and all, wasn't really able to control himself, not for long anyways. Maybe Cas telling him to stop gently at any point would've been the only thing that could make him snap out of it, but Mal was more mindless weapon than himself at this point and while he could form clear thoughts they were always soon overpowered by uncontrollable emotions
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Your Annoying Tumblr Mutual strikes yet again !!
I'm gonna ask you a few questions :> (these are all so random lmao) (as always, feel free to ignore ^^^)
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✰ how long have you been on tumblr?
✰ how did you come up with your url/username?
✰ what’s your phone’s lock screen?
✰ do you have any piercings//tattoos? (any you’d like to get?)
✰ do you wear glasses//contacts?
✰ has anyone ever told you you have a "celebrity look-alike"? if yes, who?
✰ best compliment you’ve ever gotten?
✰ are you a collector of anything in particular? If yes, what?
✰ I HOPE YOU HAVE A GOOD REST OF YOUR DAY AND TREAT YOURSELF AND I APPRECIATE YOU AND YES OKAY BYE FOR NOW <3
hiii nice to see you again!! hope youre doing well <33
hmm since july maybe?? im very smol for a tumblr blog but for some reason i have so many mutuals which im very grateful for <33
my love for stars + sparrow for some reason???
some random pinterest photo with the solar system but i think i might change it soon idkk
i have my firsts and im planning to get my seconds very soon which is very hypee and i want a bunch of tattoos but i haven't exactly planned them out all i know is i love how they look and i want them on my body RIGHT NOW
i used to have reading glasses and even tho i prob still need them i dont wear them anymore lmao
not really?? i think someone (who must have been blind) said i give millie bobby brown but i am totally not that pretty lmaoo irl mutuals who do i look like??
hmm probably anything from my friends or bf <33 things from the people i love mean a lot but also stuff from people i dont know as well?? compliments just mean a lot to me ok
not really?? i mean i hoard strawberry gum and i hope to become rich enough to collect vinyls someday lmaoo
THANK YOU!! this was very fun <33
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SPOILER WARNING for Murder Drones ep 6
this is an incoherent ramble taken from 3am rambles i sent a friend. This is going to be a little long and repetitive it was 3am in my defense.
Murder Drones took the idea of Ai something thats making the world especially artist and people who rely on original creative work to live and showed how people manipulating that Ai ment to make things easier and faster then undoing.
AI can only learn and adapt so much before the original isn't recognizable and the value is lost. You can give that bot a new Ai the Absolute Solver but there not a worker drone anymore ots just a killer robot no matter who's the vessel. Idk if that's the intention behind it is showing the pros and cons of Ai and how AI and individuals alike can corrupt something meant for good things but it's a really cool way of showing it if it is.
Also I think the robot dinosaur choice of raptors is cool. Besides the fact they look cool they symbolize power of nature and being able to avoid and break out of its control.
Raptors are predators they kill to survice its nature but when a raptor breaks nature it dies/bad things happen beacuse it can't get food thats just how nature works. If humans try to escape and avoid the fact AI is just as harmful as it can be good then there just letting the absolute solve prove its point. Tech and AI are only as corrupt as they make them. If you dont steal art work and you use Ai to for example make accessibility options like wheelchairs that can move on its own when there's a crack on the side walk and avoid it that would be awesome but instead humans take and take and take and that's why the murder drones earth got destroyed they gave the AI too much power.
You can avoid and try to break the laws of nature but nature but you'll just break nature itself ten times over.
You can use Ai to fuel artwork and steal voices to make animations faster, but it'll kill the same foundation that makes it what it is Individuals and creativity of an actual person unaffected by a robot.
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me: hey man do you have a second? i have some design notes i wanted to talk to you about
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me: cool, thank you.
me: so first off, im concerned with the number of alters. the number always goes up but never goes down. i just dont think its sustainable so im proposing axing some to balance out the new meat
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me: like nienthe. i dont really self harm anymore so shes kind of ob.
me: (thats short for obsolete)
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me: alright alright we can discuss it later. *mumbling* especially since you keep reminding me theyre not all dead yet
me: next issue was design notes
me: the last few have been duds
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me: "dave strider but older". easily the worst cop out i have seen in years. this is new levels of embarrassingly unoriginal
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me: "saul goodman with shark teeth"?
me quietly: actually that ones kind of a banger on paper
me: but the two releases before her make literally no sense.
me: first of all- they're brothers? but they dont look anything alike, have nothing in common, and i don't think they even share any lore?
tevya from the background: They Totally do
me: crazy because no one shared that with me
tevya, even more distantly: You never ask !
me, erasing him: second of all, both of them are just dudes? like totally regular guys?
me: tell me why we needed 2 more regular guys
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me: look im just pointing out that 3 of the last 4 have been like, just some dude
CPU: The nuance of normality is lost on you
me: what?
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me: oh. okay. i thought i- never mind
me: look. i know getting older sucks. the illusion of fantasy doesn't bear the same weight anymore, and our focus on reality has always been firm.
me: but come on. that doesn't mean you have to stop making fun ones
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me: well like buzzword
me: he's so silly. he stole tetrazine's eye and looks like sans the skeleton now.
me: hilarious
me: i just wanna know how i ended up with so many "dudes i'd meet at a bar"
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me: shut the fuck up youd never meet me at a bar
me: pricey as fuck........
me: look i won't take up your whole day. i just wanted to voice my grievances
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me: yeah you can kill yourself too. ill catch you on the flip side okay
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me: awesome. see you
me: *trips and eats shit while i'm jogging away*
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For Brooklyn and Elias, n.35, what inspired you to create them?
(Asking bc their designs are literally so cool. I would love some insight on that cause I am OBSESSED)
ask game (🥺)
Hiii ty for the question
This is interesting because out of all my ocs they're the ones where I'm less sure about where my inspo came from🤔 especially when it comes to Elias he very much developed as my art improved 👇 here's his earliest design (tw old art...)
By drawing him over and over and using blueish tints over my art all the time he got pinker and pinker and he ended up getting a design that's a little more sleek and cohesive. My main inspos for him were the vtmb toreador fledgling (because he used to be my toreador pc until i decided i liked him being a fledgling too much and changed it so he's the childe of the og toreador fledgling) and with time i ended up getting more and more inspired by other media, for example mahito from jjk, someone's nsfw oc that will go unnamed lmfao, and i started referencing irl people when drawing him to get a feel for proportions and to make his design more consistent. My main inspo is fernando lindez (though they rarely end up looking very alike) and what I try to replicate in Elias are his eye shape and his general facial proportions, i like how all of his features are close together in a way that feels kind of feminine and pretty.
When it comes to Brooklyn instead my inspos are more clear though her design kind of came naturally with me just messing around while practising how to paint darker skin tones. She is also a vtmb fledgling redesign (this time the malkavian one) and one of their clan stereotypes is that they usually get heterochromia. I didn't like the idea of just giving her different eye colors (though that's what ended up happening LMAO) and i looked into like. Pretty pictures of eye trauma😭 examples down here nothing graphic imo
This is not exactly what i had in mind at the time but it's similar so. Just kind of randomly evolved into her whole eye being white as i messed up painting. When it comes to her general design I wanted an excuse to draw lots of fun hairstyles without going against vtm canon (vampires are stuck w the same appearance forever) and whenever I design characters i like to steer kind of minimalistic, so i often end up with making the eyes and hair the same colours because I dont want them to get too busy or overwhelming. I can't even point out specific inspos for her because it's just a very common trope (tempest, yue from atla, 5000 different ocs) but when it comes to irl influences i was inspired by Anok Yai because I'd seen her in an interview and fell in love with her + a lot of other dark skin black super models. That's the main thing with brooklyn she has to give supermodel and very put together which kind of contrasts with her personality being. Completely unhinged. Anyways I don't really reference her much anymore because Brooke's features just kind of fit very nicely with my same face syndrome but here's Anok Yai for fun ^^
#thank yeeww#oh and her name was inspired by fuego in ny/bn and brooke lynn from dr/ag race😭 elias instead i took from that horror podcast i dont like#i think its a greek name. which is fine cause elias is ethnically greek but i dont put any thought into picking names#one of my most plot developed ocs is named yuri hard d/icks cause its a joke in italian. its a videogame character im fine#<the joke is that it means hard difficult times are coming#um. what were we talking about#i ended up making my reply very design focused but if i misinterpreted it/missed anything feel free to ask!!#even outside of ask games i love getting oc questions you are more than entitled to my endless ramblings#ask#<i dont have an organised tag for them yet i need to go back and fix it
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