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discordiansamba · 4 months
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was rotating the beta concept for cosmic dust while making dinner and somehow I rotated it too hard and came up with a concept that I basically like to call. oops! all Galra!
(well, except for Allura and Coran)
Keith is half-Altean, half-Galra and grew up on Altea as Allura's childhood friend. His mother Krolia worked as an ambassador to Altea, and ultimately sided with King Alfor over Zarkon. Keith was sealed away in a cryopod alongside Allura and Coran, while Krolia left before Altea's destruction to ensure that a rebellion against Zarkon would remain among his people and founded the Blade of Marmora.
They wake up on their own and have to figure out where to go from here. They know Keith has the potential to fly the red lion, but they'll need to find the rest of the lions and the rest of the paladins if they're going to have any hope of defeating Zarkon. They concentrate on finding the lions first, since perhaps they can use them to find their paladins.
Pidge is a low-ranking Galra working at a work camp for prisoners. She's not fond of the Empire, half because she's a runt and they treat her poorly- ignoring her talents and forcing her to work a terrible job that no one else wants instead. But half because she's used her talents at hacking to see things the Galra Empire doesn't want it's citizenry to see, and she's horrified. She strikes up a small friendship with a human prisoner named Matt, and when rebels come raid the prison, she helps bust him out.
He in turn asks if she wants to come with him- a chance which she seizes. She becomes a rebel, working alongside Matt who gradually becomes like a big brother to her.
(Matt holding up Pidge under the arms: hey mom. hey dad. I adopted a little sister while I was in space. hope you don't mind.)
Hunk is a low ranking Galra foot soldier stationed on a Balmera, but the lifestyle of a Galra soldier has never sat well with him. He's inherently kind, something which the Empire has tried and failed to stamp out. He sneaks extra rations to the Balmerans, doing what little he can for them, even though it's not much.
(Also there's a cute Balmeran girl named Shay he kind of has a crush on? He wishes he could do so much more for her, though...)
Lance is a member of the Blade of Marmora... in training. He has years to go before he can actually have a shot at the trials, even though he's got a burning urge to go out there right now and do something. Understandably, when he meets the literal son of their founder and he turns out to be a hotshot pilot who was personally trained by the Krolia, he feels the brewing of a rivalry.
(Keith still does not notice. Some things never change.)
Shiro was raised to be one of the Galra Empire's elite. He was promoted to Lieutenant at a young age, and served Zarkon loyally- until he was sent was sent on a mission to help locate the four remaining lions. He crash-landed on Earth and lost his memories, but was found by Adam. Without his memories, he became a kinder, gentler person- and falls in love with Adam in the process.
When a second scouting party arrives two years later, he's forced to confront his past- and vows to do better. To be better. He reveals himself to the Galaxy Garrison and works with them to strengthen their defenses. The true purpose of the Kerberos mission was to set up deep space sensors that would alert them of any incoming ships into the system... they were successfully installed, but what a bitter irony it was that they were too late for the Kerberos crew.
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something something episode six something something about how so far the show seems to be saying that people can grow and change, that being a bad or good person isnt eternal at all which makes the concept of hell and heaven eternal punishment or eternal bliss is stupid and unfair
#hazbin hotel#something something how it can be implied that adam couldve been a good person in his life#'well he is the first soul that got to heaven' as a response to him giving out nasty vibes as an implication that he couldve been good once#something something 'heaven and hell is eternal'#something about how he could not want to admit that angel changing and becoming a good person means that hed be deserving to go to heaven#because 'he only had one life' something about him thinking whaever people do after it doesnt matter#something about him not really knowing what makes a good person to begin with but still in some level what if he knew he spent his life#being good and like if a bad person in hell can change and go to heaven what if someone who was good in their life can change in end up in#hell what if part of the reason he doesnt want angel to go to heaven and leave that up to what they did in their life#is because adam doesnt want to risk going to hell 'i dont know thats what i did' what if he doesnt know what made him a good person#but knows that he was good and doesnt know if he stayed good and thats why he doesnt want wheater someone is still being bad or good to#determine where they Should be thus creating that heaven and hell is eternal thing#also something about how adam putting sticking it to the man as what got him good enough to go to heaven while it was what#got lucifer to go to hell 'asking questions' part of that burried unsecurity of what makes someone good#also something about how angeldust is already being called angel how thats his nickname maybe foreshadowing but as for now it kinda just#adds to that subconscious factor of connecting him and angels and the current eps thingy of how he should be in heaven of how he checked al#those boxes#also it wouldve been funny if angel just flat out just portalled to heaven after cherri said the thing about how#'this hotel stuff if working for him' like Good Job Angel ! Youre An Angel Now ! pdfft#angel dust#adam#hazbin hotel spoilers#spoilers
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ducktracy · 5 months
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HEY here is my Switch friend code for anyone who wants it! the only games i really play online are Splatoon and Mario Kart, but i’m trying to make an effort to be more accessible and open again so if anyone wants to add then feel free :)
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Your blog has caused me to only refer to Whislash as Horsepussy. Thank you for your service?
Good! Im glad I could have a positive impact on the tumblr Arknights community
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mordecai is the first funny bitch like spends 90% of his time literally just standing there going "i'm dapressed" to himself while everyone in the vicinity takes potshots and then he's clocking in for the night shift where for the next 9 hours people go "god mordecai would it kill you to act like you're having more fun at the [kills you] factory"
#The First Funny Bitch as a phrase from the ''cain was the first funny bitch'' post that i will use with some flexibility. yaknow.#i love going like oh boy a coworker triumvirate. their funny little guy (other duo going ''i want him dead'')#though it's unfair to the savoys lmfao if he's at best sometimes a desk toy to them: they do at least keep calling him babygirl#and giving him special mordecai invitations (by not inviting him) to their hotel room to try to marry him#so if nothing else we do appreciate adding a ton of flair to [afflicting the autistic coworker]#in turn i appreciate that mordecai and viktor's dynamic probably consisted of mutual ''i Do Not Care if my coworker seems weird''#but outside of that; was anyone at lackadaisy aggrieving mordecai with the style & variety that the savoys bring....perhaps not#an upgrade in that realm....and there seems to be Some mutual [i do not care if my coworker seems weird] there again too lol#even while they've all probably been working together like half a week & haven't all worn their getalong sweater long enough#and already mordecai is doing his [not just literally standing there] rogue lone mystery solving deal lmao. wild card that he is#lackadaisy#oh also speaking of [before mordecai went grr i Hate still working here; ripped off the fridge door; went & got a new Hated job]#it's pure bonus comic realm & particularly Elevated Silly Goofs genre at that; but#points for ivy having that Younger Sibling dynamic w/mordecai w/the implication she takes his forbidden condiments index seriously#and like; in general lol not even just a [it's serious when it comes to dealing with this weird guy] way. all the more powerful for that#wait i nearly forgot to mention the hot new otp: mordecai / j.j.#that's right [sad trombone] providing guy. i know enough. first funny bitch 4 first funny bitch.#[guy doing his own thing & everyone's like Get His Ass] 4 [guy doing his own thing & everyone's like Get His Ass]#and ofc because it is funny in & of itself. & basically like Your New OC. so much room to maneuver that you cannot crash#also hmm like if your nickname for someone is Maybe ''annoying mf'' does it cancel out....eh#numbers flying around intense focus like everything points to ''hatchet would directly translate to hatchette not petit hache''#and if you mon petit hache it (read this w/such a meter that it all rhymes)#900 tons of restraint not going ''wow this is just like analyzing billions'' & by even saying i've managed to avoid as much; now i haven't
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maddy-ferguson · 8 hours
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fun fact about me: i'm insecure about so many random things that i've never flipped anyone off in my 22 years of life because i think my middle finger looks awkward and ugly by itself
#and like i say: brf slt#i felt like this especially when i would have been likely to do it semi-regularly like in middle school. but like i was thinking about this#the other day and i did it in front of a mirror just to check and it looked as bad as i remember like it's just not for me#i have a story abour middle fingers though or just about what one would call the finger#when i was in what an american would call the 5th grade (i can never do when i was x years old because it's not an accurate representation#of the class i was in since i skipped a grade and the grade is what matters more to me. when i was 9 and my friends were 10 i was saying)#we would always play this game called girls catch guys or guys catch girls where the girls would run after the guys and like tap them on#the shoulder and then they would go to prison and they would line up and another guy could set them free by like touching one of the#prisoners it was a very fun game except it's way more fun to be like the ones getting caught than to be the ones catching and we would#ALWAYS play girls catching guys and it was very unfair we would be like okay in the morning we do guys catching girls in the afternoon#girls catching guys so it's fair like normal system but the guys NEVER wanted to do it (and we would always give in because like we still#wanted to play ig and idk guys. female socialization) they never wanted to be the ones doing the catching it was so unfair because we also#didn't like it as much and we did it all the time?#and i remember this one morning we were fighting about this we had literally all agreed that it was fair this way but they didn't want to#do it and my second best male friend flipped me and my best (female) friend off and (very#important detail) he did it with both of his hands so like two middle fingers and i don't know why because i'm not even sure that that's a#thing but one middle finger meant fuck you and two middle fingers meant go fuck yourself and to us that was very different? and i remember#my friend and i we like knew what it meant but for some reason we were like. he did do the one finger before doing the two does this mean#he...loves us because it literally means he wants to have sex with us#but what's funny is we never talked to him again after that and i don't even know why that was our last straw because i remember i#genuinely liked him before that like i said he was my second best male friend! so like maybe sixth best friend overall that's not bad#and he's not the only guy friend who flipped us off that year like it was so random to stop talking to him after that😭#like he was an actual enemy we really did not like him we talked about him in letters we'd give each other using a nickname etc#and what's even funnier is in our last year of middle schoold FOUR YEARS AFTER THIS a friend of a friend told him he should become friends#with well my friend and he was like hm i don't think so have you seen who she hangs out with? marianne *last name* like why do YOU hate#me😭 it was so funny like wdym it was mutual this whole time. i had literally moved on by then i didn't even care about hating him#anymore like wow...i think he's the only person i hated who actually hated me back
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graviconscientia · 22 days
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●●●●○ | ATTRACTION
●●●●○ | AFFECTION
●●●●○ | INTEREST
●●○○○ | LOYALTY
●●○○○ | TRUST
LOW | ●●●●● | HIGH
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Dear!
The Mermaid AU is absolutely amazing! Can you write some cute fluff? Maybe Gil is cooking for Thena while she's examining his house further and asking questions about all of his stuff.
🖤✨ Hugs and much love!! ✨🖤
Gil turned down the stove burner with their seafood chowder to let it simmer. Cliche or not, Thena really did like any recipe he had with any form of sea life in it. Even just seaweed soup seemed to whet her appetite.
He kept one ear trained on the living room while he was cooking. Thena had fallen asleep on his shoulder on the boat ride home, leaving him to carry her inside. He had initially thought about putting her in his bed, but he wanted her a little closer. He wanted to know a little more certainly that she really was safe here, with him.
She had been strung up in a net just a few hours ago, after all.
He had gotten her to the couch, pulled his shirt on over her head for when she split her tail later on, laid a blanket over her. Her skin still had red marks on it from where she had been thrashing against the net's hold, but he assumed she would heal those up for herself.
He still wasn't sure if it was the right move to keep her on land with him, but he had to admit that it pleased the more selfish part of him--the part that wanted to keep her close so he could protect her. If the only ways to protect her were to keep her with him or send her away, he definitely had a preference between them, even if he still believed that the other method would have been just as effective.
Gil chopped up the celery, the last vegetable he was adding, hoping it would stay a little crunchy while absorbing the creamy soup. Thena was fascinated by plenty, but especially loved crunchy foods. She said she had always wondered what it would be like to take a bite of coral - like a parrotfish - and that this was much better.
He blinked as a pair of arms wrapped around him from behind. "You a Cuddlefish, now?"
Thena pressed her face further into his back.
"Hey," he whispered, raising his arms up to try and turn around in her tight embrace. He manged it somehow, bringing his arms around her delicate waist. "You okay?"
"I'm sorry," she all but whimpered into his shirt miserably. "What if that man comes after you?"
"It's okay," Gil assured as best he could, rubbing his hand over her arm. "As long as you're safe, that's all that matters to me."
Thena just sighed, still clinging to him, as he found she was rather prone to do whenever she had her legs on. "What are you making?"
"Chowder--it's a creamy soup, and I added lots of fish for you," he smiled. She was still burrowed into the front of him, but he couldn't imagine how much she was reeling from being caught like that...no pun intended. "Are you hungry?"
She nodded. "They offered me some fish, but..."
Of course she hadn't wanted to eat in front of her captors. Gil kissed the top of her head, "do you want a little snack while this finishes?"
She finally pulled her head up to peek at him.
"I got more of those dried sardines," he drawled, attempting to tease a smile out of her. He had discovered that she loved the dried little fishes that crumbled to the touch. Maybe they were like a bag of chips, or popcorn to her.
Thena finally managed a smile, small and fragile, but real. He could practically imagine her tail wiggling in delight. "You did?"
"Just for you," he promised, tapping her nose as she released him to hunt for her new favourite snack food. "Cupboard?"
Thena looked around herself for a second before reaching out and just barely pressing her finger to one of the many small doors lining the kitchen.
"Good, top and on the right," Gil nodded. He was all too happy to encourage her exploration of his home--a human home.
Thena moved her hand from the bottom cabinet to one of the ones above the counter. She pressed her fingertips to each door one at a time, until she was at the end. She looked at him, and after receiving a nod, she opened it delicately.
The first one she had ever tried she had ripped right off its hinges, assuming it would have some resistance to it. She had apologised in a panic but Gil let her watch him screw it right back on with a spare hinge--no harm done. She liked watching him use tools.
Thena pulled out the crinkling bag of little fish with a bright grin, showing off her fangs. She ripped it open, inhaling like someone might with a beautiful bouquet of flowers.
Gil was enchanted by just the sight of her.
She closed the cupboard door again and came back over to him, looking infinitely more comfortable with her hand wrist deep in the bag, shovelling sardines into her mouth. "What is that?"
"Hm?" Gil looked around him, moving his hand slowly until he could find what exactly she was asking about. "The stove?"
She nodded.
"Hm," Gil paused; how to explain the entirety of an oven. "Well, most houses have them now. They used to just be a metal shell you could build a fire in. But now we can use electricity and gasoline to make much smaller, more controlled fires so we can cook with them."
"You like cooking," she surmised as she took a seat at the table, her favourite spot from which she could watch him work. "You're good at it."
Gil shrugged with some modesty, not that it mattered to the woman who was used to snatching fish as she swam alongside them and tearing into them raw. "I've always liked cooking. It always makes people happy and brings them together."
Thena tilted her head a few times. Gil was comforted by the sight of one of her many personal habits. "It does make people happy, doesn't it?"
Gil nodded, coming to sit down with her. He was honoured when she offered a small pile of her precious snack. He would be worried about her ruining her appetite if he had any concept of how much she could and couldn't eat. He picked up a few in his fingers, "do you eat meals together?"
She considered his question, knowing he was referring to when she was among her own underwater. "If you're hunting together, you'll eat together, but we don't go to an effort to gather for it."
Gil had plenty of curiosities of his own about her, but with most of his larger questions answered by now, he had started asking the little things. The questions that seemed almost silly to ask, but that always made him happy to know anyway. "Do you eat while you swim or do you, like, find a little resting place?"
Thena shrugged (which she had learned from watching him and Sersi). "It depends on what you catch, I suppose. If you have somewhere to be, you then just eat as you go."
"That makes sense," Gil agreed, finishing off his little pile. He smiled as Thena immediately replenished it. He looked up at her with a grin, "you feed me, I feed you?"
She rustled the bag on her lap. "It seems only fair."
Gil pinched a few more morsels between his fingers. "Would you share stuff with your brother?"
Thena immediately let out a loud groan and rolled her eyes.
Gil couldn't help but laugh. "You sound like Sersi did when she was younger."
Thena tilted her head at him, her hair tumbling over her shoulder. "I don't understand that--you seem like so much better a brother than Ikaris."
Gil shrugged, smiling at the topic with love - and exasperation - built right into it. "Yeah, but you don't get along as well when you're younger. When we were kids, it seemed like everything I said annoyed her."
Thena tilted her head a few more times at him. "But she loves you."
Gil beamed. "Yeah, she does--and you always know your sibling loves you, no matter how much you fight. I like to think I was a pretty good brother to her when we were younger."
"I'm sure you were," Thena muttered with absolute certainty, digging into the bag with a renewed fervour. "I think I had to fight Ikaris for everything when we were hatchlings."
That was a cute term for when they were kids. "Siblings fight a lot, I guess."
Thena sighed, though. "We were maybe...more aggressive than some our age."
Gil snorted. He could already imagine his beautiful Angelfish hissing up a storm at her own brother over the littlest thing. "You liked annoying each other?"
She smiled faintly. "I suppose so. And for all his grievances, I admit that there are worse brothers one could have. I can't imagine it at the moment, but I'm sure it's true."
Gil laughed. She certainly sounded like someone who very - very - reluctantly loved her brother despite his faults. "Does he like sardines too?"
Thena gave him a smile that showed off all of her teeth, "hates them."
Gil stood to stir the stew again, "then those are all for you. I'll always have them in the house, too, if I'm not around to cook for you, okay?"
Thena looked from him to the fridge. He had also explained the concept of leftovers, and that she could open any of the containers in there and eat anything she found.
He didn't tell her anything about heating anything up. Something about the idea of Thena and electricity just...made him uncomfortable.
"It's ready!"
Thena looked up at him with a smile as he set down a bowl in front of her, positively heaping with seafood and with a little nori sprinkled on top. "Thank you, Gil."
He blushed. She looked so cute, sitting there with her legs crossed at the ankles, his shirt sleeves billowing around her tiny arms that usually had scales dotted along them. "Anything, anytime, Angelfish."
Thena gave him a grin that he had come to learn was her feeling mischievous, "am I not a cuttlefish, now?"
"Cuddle-fish," he corrected with a grin of his own. She seemed humoured, although her smile turned faintly shy as she looked down at her food. He picked up his spoon and poked at his serving, "that's okay, though. I like having my very own Cuddlefish."
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feardrummed · 7 months
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hm. the vanny and vanessa dichotomy. olivia and ollie. is this anything.
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chaosmenu · 3 months
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its so funny to me how rarely hes called ignacio even though thats like his actual name. like the most serious dangerous hitmen will, completely deadpan, call him nacho. and its just, like, normal, i guess
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kurosstuff · 2 years
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Soulmate au donna x gardener reader
Notes: reader doesnt even know who their boss/lord is. Never gave a shit, I was debating on making a short series with a similar plot?(so ima leave it to them meeting for the first time?) Like soulmate au, but idk if you all like to read that??? Also I'm sorry this is super fucking late
Also this is short as hell cause idk how to write a proper soulmate au very confusing-so if someone can give some pointers that'd be appreciated?
Warning(s): none? Maybe just Angie being a shit
Donna beneviento x gardener!Reader: soulmates
The letters plastered on your wrist, small inked, almost gently writing on as if they were spoken appeared one day, the talk of turning 18, words, or phrases appeared on the left inner wrist of every person around, excitment crossed you over the first letter.
Then came the confusion.
The words "are you ok?" Was displayed on you, for all to see. Your friend Elena looked over "seems like you really are clumsy" she teased you each time she saw it. Scuffing in response you turned back to your cake. Taking a bite- the flavor exploding in your mouth, a rare opportunity to have such a rare treat in this run down town. Thankfully from knowing The Duke it helped. A gift from him after all.
Moving back to the flower pot infront of you "yeah yeah whatever Elena, what about your "I choked on a salad sorry?" You teased back, elena scuffed pushing you gently,
"It does not say that!"
"Might as well-"
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Donna Beneviento a prized and feared lord, someone everyone sought to avoid no matter what, yet again brushed her delicate finger across the words on her wrist. The crude, vulgar words made her sigh. Was her soulmate really this inappropriate? What sought them to say such a thing?
"Ya looking at it again" Angie teased waddling over to the dollmaker "wonder if this is a kink of theirs?" Angie spoke aloud, making the veiled women snap her head where she was. Cackling at her reaction
"Angie! Bad" Donna scolding sending the doll to the corner again- who in response cackled loudly but complied. Not before making another crude joke of course "Angie!"
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It's been a while since you begin this new gardening job, don't know who your doing it for but you don't care. The flowers need to be cared for and the way they have been. The original planter obviously loves their plants. The way their always hydrated when you accidentally forget to make a quick visit from the times you have- after all you weren't just whoever the unknown boss was gardener.
You helped out with practically everyone's garden. Sighing you finished up your next door neighbors garden. Looking at the time you rushed up. You were gonna be late- you knew couldn't be late this time. You got a letter asking to make sure you made it. Something about them being busy or whatever you didn't actually read the letter your boss gave you. Just skimmed it and gave it a day before passing out.
Rushing out the gate with your stuff you locked it for the old man who gave a weak wave which you gave back. Running along the trail towards the isolated house from everyone else's you rushed towards the garden. Panting happily once you realized you made it. All you had to do now was take care of them real fast
Kneeling down to the plants. You took care on removing the wilting ones and the weeds first, before replanting new seeds in their place. Then moved on to redoing the soul on the blooming ones. Humming as you took gentle care in them you failed to notice the low cackled behind you, watering the ones farthest then closest next you placed it down-
"Your the gardener?" A shrilly voice scratched behind you. Standing upright hitting the bottom of branch on your head, cursing softly a laugh startled you, looking up a women in all black head to toe stood stiffly in front of you.
Is this Donna Beneviento?
"Are you ok?" Donna spoke, voice hoarse, yet so soft if you werent paying attention you would miss it, opening your mouth you were about to speak until-
"Fuck a doll!" You yelled jumping back, wincing on your rolled ankle,Angie popped up beside the lady, embarrassed from what you said you missed the way Donna froze in realization. But angie did not have the same reaction
"GAHAHA-, THE NEW GARNDER IS THE DOLL KINK"
What..
Of all things to say and you syaye that- and now the doll thinks its- a kink. That's embarrassing- you could just die, you hopped the Lord wasn't offended. Looking up you saw Lord Beneviento holding a hand where her mouth would be- holding a laugh in.
Scratch that- cliff diving sounds fun right now. And way less embarrassing.
As if sensing your embarrassment. Lord Beneviento sighed, gesturing towards Angie to help you up. Which she promptly did. With surpsing strength for a doll, almost knocked you down again for a third time. Pushing you forward the Lord lead you towards the house. Leaning on Angie a bit for support you wobbled your way after her, thanking the doll as you wobbled.
"Let Donna take care of your ankle. Then you two will talk about what you said" Angie spoke making you sit down.
You gulped nervously. You couldn't help but be nervous on what could possibly be said
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vulpixelates · 7 months
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today's goals: stop tummy hurty before our new fridge gets delivered and come up w a damn name for my latest ttrpg character so i can start doing more work on her backstory and play her finally
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ioniczach · 6 months
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Still unlocking things for him and flip flopping between giving him the EVA helmet or the CQB but this is my boy, who himself is still a bit of a WIP story wise BUT, Spartan HDG1 codename: "Murphy", a Spartan who seems to be cursed with bad luck (which from some perspectives may be seen as Good Luck with how despite everything things seem to work out for him in the end) but still is a bit of a dork despite it all. His personal AI is a FRET, who's anxiety is not aided by the walking catastrophe that is Murphy, but they still are good friends with each other and make a pretty good team.
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I legit wrote this and then denied the idea of trans Grave I can't with my past self-
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This bish is bi&trans, Ben Bocquelet himself walked up to me on the street, told me this, patted my head and left
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skullbuilt · 9 months
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i'm really attached to rosalyn, but i've been flirting with the idea of different name lately, and here's the thing: i think i could probably pull off a Dahlia, but could i truly pull off Dolly?
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damnation-if · 2 years
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hey bestie. scrolling through your tumblr and came across the reblog of colour+month villain names. gonna try to use the result as my name next time i play your demo; have everyone go through the absolute PAIN of calling me King Of Nightmares And Grief anytime they want my attention. speaking of scrolling - would you consider a tumblr theme that's not an "endless scroll" variant? laptop starts screaming once i scroll far enough, and refresh make me lose my place on the page. best of days to you!
that little name generator thing was very cool haha... Madame of Night and Sin is somehow a very fitting name for me also. and feel free to use whatever name you like in-game... i didn't include any name suggestions because i didn't want to limit anyone's creativity lmao
i'll be honest though i wouldn't know how to go about fixing that as far as my tumblr theme goes... i'll look into it but i don't have a lot of spare time for. designing a tumblr layout? if that's what it involves haha. sorry it's a pain 😔
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