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Also I stole this ask just so I can post this fuggin weirdo I made smhh (I raise from the dead just to post an oc again LMAOAOAOAO)
Hopefully this will be my last one in a long while I can live with 7 fuggin wh characters HHFHFUDJSNKSSJ- well- technically 8 if you include Betsy-
But to keep it (somewhat) short and sweet- my loser- a ye ol Milkman- Zachary Milksop (chronically lactose intolerant) and Betsy (a lil mascot moo sentient puppet)
Another character made almost spur in the moment again (like Mari) though thankfully not another bUG, but just some average human smhh. He’s a really simple guy, a loser, is as interesting as normal milk— he’s just the ye ol milkman who delivers you that gud shid smhh— enjoyer of the finer things in life (lunchables). A lil flirty and charming (in possibly the cringiest way possible) however he doesn’t really seem to pick up anyone besides the local cows that constantly harass him (and eats his pants). He enjoys watching them though, from v e r y m u c h afar——
hes just kinda, “that guy”
Also Betsy- a very sweet woman! She always greets everyone and has the friendliest extroverted personality ever! Always the type to bring (albeit tiny) gifts for her favorite neighbors and always leads when talking to anyone. Not like she would allow Zach to say anything anyway, she hates his polyester guts (and only him smhh)
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I know it’s upsetting to hear that the trio kinda separated after Marcy moved and as they got through high school, especially after the events of the show, but it’s told to us that even though the girls aren’t as close as they once were, they’re still close.
They’re close enough to still get together for Anne’s birthday at age 23.
They may not talk or see each other every day but that’s okay.
Some friendships work like that.
You don’t always have to talk to someone all the time to still be best friends with them.
The calamity trio will always be together. Just in their own ways.
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“Are you okay?” Levi asks you.
“No.”
“I know, you don’t look it. What’s wrong?”
“Everything is wrong, Levi. I’m exhausted…I wonder what it’s like to have a brain that functions the way it’s supposed to.”
His eyebrows furrow slightly. “Your brain is fine.”
“But that’s the thing, it’s not!” You say exasperatingly. “It’s wired differently and so it makes everything more difficult. I switch between three modes: Not wanting to exist, Surviving, and Beyond Surviving. Guess how much time I spend in each mode?”
Levi doesn’t say anything in response. His expression shows more concern than confusion this time.
“Fine, I’ll tell you. Most of my time is spent surviving. Some of my time is spent not wanting to exist. And just a little of my time is spent beyond suriving…what kind of life is that?”
Levi’s eyes look at you with sadness. “Not much of one, to be honest…but it’s yours and you only have one.” He counters.
“Well, I don’t even know if I want it half of the time. Y’know, someone told me that life is basically climbing mountains. You climb a mountain, which represents a challenge or obstacle, once you get to the top you enjoy the view for a moment…then you climb back down and do the same thing all over again. Rinse and repeat.”
Levi seems to identify with what you’re saying and he knows you’re frustrated right now but he needs to keep you from spiraling. He’s not letting you give up. That’s not the way. “It’s what we have to do, Y/N.” He says gently.
“And what if I don’t want to do anything? What if I don’t want to climb fucking mountains? What if I don’t want to constantly be challenged and given obstacles? What if I just want to sit at the top of the mountain and just be?”
Levi knows these feelings all too well…he’s wrestled with them a few times throughout his life but he’s continued to push through because that’s what you just do. And you’re going to do the same even if he has to do the pushing for you. You snap Levi out of his thoughts with your next statement.
“It would be so much easier if I just…”
“Stop.”
“But-“
“Stop.” He repeats sternly, his steel eyes boring into yours.
You grunt angrily. “You’re not even real, Levi!” You yell out at him. You’re not angry with him. You’re angry at the world, angry for the universe and your parents for putting you in this predicament, angry for placing you into a world that doesn’t accommodate you. “You are a 2-dimensional character I use to cope. There’s no way for you to actually soothe or help me. You. Are. Fictional.”
Your words don’t seem to phase him. He shrugs. “I’m real enough.”
“What does that even mean?”
“I’m real enough to you. Y/N. You are the one who brings me to life. You are the one who decides how real I should be. What does it matter if I’m not a real person?”
“It’s silly.”
“Who says it’s silly?”
“I don’t know, a bunch of people.”
“Well, fuck all of those people then. Just fuck them.” He states as if it’s obvious.
You sigh. “It doesn’t work that way, Levi…”
“So make it work that way. No one else is keeping you alive but yourself.”
“And you…” You say softly.
Levi shakes his head. “I don’t do anything. Like I said before, you’re the one who does the all the heavy lifting. I exist because you want me to. I function the way I do because you want me to.”
“So I control you?”
Levi rolls his eyes at that. “Don’t be a brat. What I’m saying is I’m just an outlet for you.”
You pause, thinking of his words. He’s not wrong. He’s just a character but he’s also not just a character because of you. “I wish you were real.” You admit sadly.
“I wish I were real too…for you.” He sighs as he runs a hand through his raven hair. “But it doesn’t matter if I’m real or not. I still occupy your brain. I still make you happy, that’s all that matters. As long as you let me live in your mind, I’m always going to be here for you.
You nod, not saying anything further.
“Okay?” He asks.
“Okay.”
“Good.”
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Content Warning: Bloody imagery, implied gore (it’s just pomegranates), and symbolic cannibalism (bro is traumatized)
It’s literally just dramatic pomegranate poetry visualization, but look at your own risk 😎
“I had thought Adha would be the one to lead me to rest… Instead, I held her lifeless body in my arms — saw the terror in her fixed, unblinking eyes…”
*Foams at the mouth* Altaïr and pomegranate poetry and how everyone he loves in his life dies horrible deaths that he feels are all his fault and *shaking* being ready to leave everything behind for Adha only to seek the remnants of her love by destroying those that ruined her which only rids the world of the remnants of her left behind and all consuming love and *sobbing* I am totally normal about this (I am not)
Based heavily on this post
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not like a big deal or anything, but I strange way I see jimmy being characterized, is still being in love with Tango. And like Scott too, but that is less common. And like I get the appeal of it (Ranchers 4 life), but it always seems very out of character, to me at least.
Because the thing is, Jimmy is very moved on from Scott and Tango, hell even from southernlanders and The Bad Boys. It’s his thing, he shakes off these old lives and relationships very easily, maybe the most easiest of everyone in the series. In a world of people never leaving the desert, or dogwarts, jimmy has escaped them all Scott free( get it ?). And he doesn’t look back ever.
A canon interpretation of this is because jimmys always out first, he never has to watch his allies die, or his base blown up, he gets to get out before things get messy, he’s the canary the warning of bad things to come. But because of this he’s never had to deal with the grief or sadness that comes with surviving. He’s never had to bury someone or deal with finding replacement allies, he’s free from all that.
And so it’s easy for him to move on, but his allies don’t, they don’t have that luxury. They try to get him back, or try to team with him again, but it’s never the same and the result is always the same. The canary doesn’t hold on to anything, be that hate or love
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I don’t think it’s stated nearly enough, but Wei Wuxian is a genius. Not smart, a goddamn genius. Obviously we know this because he invented a whole new path of cultivation in the span of a few months when he was supposed to be dead, but I absolutely love the small ways the novel shows this off. He started cultivating later than the rich young masters of his generation, only to outpace all of them in just a few years despite his late start and being sabotaged by growing in the toxicity of the jiang household. He reads people and situations so quickly that he’s able to respond to a situation in seconds even as it evolves, as shown with both his introduction to Lan Qiren and ensuring the Wen don’t get a chance to murder anyone during the indoctrination camp. He knows exactly how to get what he wants out of people, be it the medicine pouch from Mianmian, the fruit from the women in Caiyi Town, the girls in Lotus Pier who brought the disciples watermelon, and any wary civilians he comes across during investigations. He manipulates Lan Wangji so skillfully to get him to win over a toddler A-Yuan who was terrified of him. He dies and despite the ritual that brought him back being botched so that he isn’t given instructions for what he needs to do, he figures out the gist of it in minutes. Same with immediately deducing that Jin Guangyao was behind Nie Mingjue’s death despite only meeting the former a few times in the past and only hearing good things about his reputation in the present.
He can pick up any tune and play it perfectly, even if he only hears it once. He can turn his idle daydreams into reality, like the compass of evil and the spirit attraction flags and his entirely new cultivation. He takes literally any stumbling block and uses it as a stepping stone on his path to greatness, because he never stops thinking on his feet. And while fandom tends to label this as his need to be “useful,” I think it’s more that he’s learned he has to always be one step ahead, because to fall even to average level is not just failure but major harm at best and actual death at worst.
I admire him so much for this, but I also know he is in this mode always because of his upbringing, both on the streets and then when he is brought into the cultivation world through the great sects. His intelligence is not a need to prove himself, but a need to survive, and that makes me ache for the child he didn’t ever get to be because he had to be a genius.
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