#ooc lore

[time-loopzim]

SEND ME 📝 TO HAVE MY MUSE WRITE YOUR MUSE A GOODBYE LETTER.

RESET PART 2 RESET PART 3 RESET PART 4 RESET PART 5

#GAMESLAVELABOR #TIME-LOOPZIM #INVADER ZIM #IZ ZIM #LORE #LOOP RESET #TIME-LOOPS SUCK #RESET PART1 #OOC LORE #IZ Askblog Community

[explosions-and-chill]

Zes origin 1-Activation

In the beginning, there was nothing. A sense of warmth mostly. Whoever they were didn't matter so much. It was nice and warm and a sense there was someone there. For a while, it seemed like this is how it should always be.

Then the warm feeling stopped and things felt cold. More like they felt something. The light and sounds were something amazing for the first time.

"Welcome to life, Irken child. Now report for duty."

They just blinked at the robot hand that was talking to them. The name Zes was the first thing that came to mind when they searched for something. As much as they wanted to follow orders they knew they had to wait.

It’s still cold, I have to wait for the warm to get here. The warm one is late.

Then she saw another one leave the pod. Moments after the robot arm had talked to them. That was the one they were waiting for. It was odd watching an activation, and even odder to know that's what it was.

When the other one activated, the robot arm gave the same speech that Zes had. Except for this one just ran up and hugged the arm. Like that's what it wanted to do all along. "I love you cold, unfeeling robot arm."

Why are they hugging the robot's arm? I'm right here. You're the warm one.

They stopped hugging the robot's arm as soon as they saw Zes. Like a switch that flipped they were excited as they jumped down. Zes wasn't sure if they were meant to catch them but that didn't matter in the end. They were hugging Zes tighter than when they hugged the robot's arm.

“There you are. So warm for Zim. I love you the most.”

The smile on the tiny new Irken was contagious when Zim said that. Zes just let them hold on. "You're late you know. Come on, robot arm said to report for duty."

Guess I’m warm too. That’s nice.

"Wait, Zim still needs to know your name! I haven't heard it yet!" Zim seemed very put off by not knowing this fact. Zes was trying to let them think. Not like they said their name. They haven't said a lot of things since being alive.

They just shrugged with Zim still holding onto them. "Not like you don't know me, Zim. I'm Zes, don't forget ok."

Zim's smile just got wider when they heard the name. Even hugged a bit tighter. Zes couldn't explain why. It's like Zim should always be smiling like that. It felt nice just seeing it.

“Ok, Zim will never forget. Love you Zes.”

#ooc lore #Zes origin #Invader zim oc #iz fanfiction #Invader zim #Zes #IZ Ask Community

[tak-unbound]

A clear reason

A loss this time didn't feel quite as terrible as before. It was turning into a ritual every time Zes got her recurring nightmare.

Tak smirked as she wiped the blood from her mouth

At least the fool stopped that pointless shaking.

She never downgraded anything Zes probably saw in those dreams. Tak..Kat just found it didn't suit the other girl. Nothing at all like it was from before.

Zes sighed as she just helped the other up. "Still don't understand why you keep doing this at this. Though you do have timing."

"You are still a fool if you haven't figured it out yet. Weren't you supposed to have been at this much longer than me?" Kat just looked annoyed.

Someone so built for both emotions and empathy. She is so good at guiding others yet still can't see it. I really claimed a troublesome one, haven't I.

Zes just looked tired again thinking about something. "Everyone keeps saying that. That doesn't mean I have all the answers here."

"Yes, but I am not that blasted Ukagaka. Even with my old muted emotions I still know better than that fool. Stop thinking in that context. I can see it all over your face." Kat just flicked the other Irken on her forehead.

At first, she thought the girl might be annoyed. It was something they both danced with even before Kat learned that she was Irken. Zes was just smiling.

She had seen Zes smile like this before but it was never directed at her before. A part of her just wanted to keep it and just make it hers forever.

"Thanks, Tak. Suppose you sticking around for this new reason has been helpful."

Right, I did tell her there was a new reason when my emotions were fully unlocked. Beyond her just being my equal. Apologies Reva, that face makes it hard to hold back.

Kat paused before going face to face with Zes. Being this close made it easy to remember that she was a year her senior. "For being so smart and you still haven't figured it out. I suppose I have to make my new purpose much clearer."

Before Zes could protest, Kat leaned now and kissed her. It wasn't anything too harsh. Probably softer than anything she had done in her life. Though it conveyed everything she couldn't speak.

Kat took some pride in Zes's expression when she pulled away. The girl was turning a new color while her Pak lights were brighter than she had ever seen.

She smirked. "I suppose I should have been more traditional, but I believe my point has been made very clear now. I'll try the gifts more next time if you still have doubts."

Suppose she won't be able to form words for a while after that. Good, think about that. It's much better than the pointless garbage.

The reaction had some hope for anything. Though, even later Zes expressed no desire for anything else. Kat still wouldn't regret taking action like this.

"I'll leave you to your proper thoughts, but we'll talk later."

I'll give that family unit the exception. Beyond that, no one is allowed to have you but me.

#ooc lore #explosions and chill #invader zim #invader zim oc #zes #(Tak is 14 and Zes is 13 #(They had been hate flirting for weeks #IZ Ask Community

[chaos-trio12]

Interlude: Tak12

Sim almost grumbled as he saw Tak approach. At this point, it was more habit than anything else. She stopped having her revenge plots against him ages ago.

Way too weird just seeing her acting like this.

"Is she in there?"

He glared knowing exactly who she was asking about. He can deal with the multiverse, but Tak taking interest in what was his was a different matter.

"Zim doesn't want to tell you." He just adjusted his windbreaker as he stood in front of the door.

He could see Tak roll her eyes, even in her human disguise, before grinning. "So that's a yes then?"

Wait, I'm sure I didn't say Zes was in her workshop?!

He quickly moved into position to guard the door as Tak wanted to get in. "No, Zim doesn't want any of your dumb revenge near Zes!"

"Oh, I'll have my revenge on both of you now. She agreed I can spar with her whenever I want." Tak grinned as Sim stood trying to process what he just heard.

Wait, is this how most Tak's calm down? Also, what did Zes do to earn revenge? I'm so confused?

#Sim writing #invader zim #ooc lore #Interlude #IZ Ask Community

[ask-the-rag-dolly]

that nurse Caine doodle maked me wonder if you have more doodles that you never posted. if you do, can you post them pretty please

a lot of them are in the discord but i forgot to save them before i left lmao so um just have the ones that are in my computer

yes it's mostly the office

#[ ooc ] #[ doodles ] #those who are in the discord you have my full permission to repost the doodles #i would want the canon ragatha doods to be reposted actually i need her to be seen by the world #[ office lore ]

[lovesickeros]

☆ even the gods bleed [ pt 2 ]

{☆} characters furina, neuvillette {☆} notes cult au, imposter au, multi-chapter, gender neutral reader {☆} warnings none {☆} word count 1.9k {☆} previous [ 1 ]

This had to be a punishment of some sort – some kind of divine punishment.

She was bored out of her mind just watching the sleeping body – she hadn't blinked once in the past five hours, her eyes were really starting to hurt. Yet they still hadn't moved so much as an inch since she sequestered them away to the only place she had known to be safe.

But it'd been almost a week since then.

The only solace she found was that Teyvat had seemed much less hellbent on collapsing in on itself like a dying star.

That counted for something.

Not much, but something!

..Even if their position was no better then it was a week ago.

There was, after all, still the issue of what to do about the false Creator – the actual imposter – and the Archons following them like blind lambs. The other Archons wouldn't listen if she tried to reason with them, and it would only risk the life of Divine One if she spoke of their location to anyone else.

She also was pretty fond of having her head still attached to her shoulders.

So she avoided them all together. Partially because she wasn't sure she wouldn't have a breakdown at the sight of them..she'd never been a fighter, and fighting an Archon? Easy pass.

Instead she was forced to babysit the sleeping Divine until they woke up while Neuvillette handled taking care of the nation and dealing with the other Archons – and by extension the false Creator.

Really though, she would almost think them dead if not for the subtle rise and fall of their chest.

Though..this also left her with a lot of time to herself. A lot of time to think.

She really didn't like it.

There wasn't a lot to occupy her mind and what little there was only distracted her for a scant few moments before her eyes drifted back to the Divine like she was locked in their orbit, unable to escape.

She closed the same book for the twelfth time – she kept count – and returned it to it's meticulously designed place within her bookcase. A low, barely audible huff of frustration escaped her lips before she could bite it down, her stare boring a hole into the body of the Divine One with a sharp intensity she rarely showed.

She was tired, bored and constantly on edge, fearing that at any moment someone would find out about their presence here.

That, at the drop of a hat, she would be powerless to stop the greatest tragedy of her time play out before her eyes.

Neuvillette would have scolded her for being so petulant, especially around the Divine One, if he were here.

But he wasn't.

He was out running her nation, instead.

And what was she doing? Nothing!

She grit her teeth, nails digging harshly into the palm of her hands as she took a deep breath – now was not the time to think about that. She had..much more pressing matters. Sulking and letting her thoughts spiral helped no one, least of all herself.

Yet her attention was caught by a harsh inhale, the rustle of fabric – were they finally waking up? She was exhausted, but it all vanished at the sudden drop of life within the otherwise deathly still body of the Divine.

Her eyes followed the subtle twitch of their fingers, watching as their brow furrowed and their features twisted in something almost like..pain.

..She wasn't ready.

What was she supposed to say?

Should she even say anything? Would that be considered impolite? Does she wait for them to speak first? Should she kneel? Bow?

She doesn't get much time to find her own answer before their lashes flutter, chest heaving with every strangled breath. Every single thought vanishes from her mind the moment she meets their eyes.

For a long, silent moment she thinks that her heart must have stopped.

Their eyes glow like the cresting of the sun over the horizon, painting the world in hues of gold – yet it also reminded her of the dipping of the moon below the waves, casting the briefest, most gentle of lights upon the world engulfed in darkness. In the depths of their eyes was the birth and death of stars in the infinite cosmos – glittering stars in a sea of empty, blank space that left her feeling lightheaded and breathless.

Beneath the splendor is a spark of recognition in their eyes so vibrant it was like a shooting star piercing through the dark night sky, leaving nothing but the wonder in the eyes of the observer as the only proof it ever existed – brilliant in it's beauty, however brief.

It is the most beautiful thing she has ever seen.

"Focalors?"

The lilt of their voice nearly made her knees buckle beneath her – euphoria so consuming it left her feeling she was starving swallowed her whole, her mind blanking in a moment of utter bliss. It was..an indescribable feeling that she doubted she could ever hope to put into words – not in a way that could properly express it, try as she might.

She swallowed the words that threatened to spill from her lips – she couldn't make a fool of herself. Not in front of them of all people. She'd never forgive herself.

"Divine One," She rasps, clearing her throat and covering her mouth with a hand to mask both her nervousness and the small smile that creeps across her face. She quickly regains her composure, hand resting on her hip as she puffs out her chest with every bit of pride she can manage. "I am sure you must be confused, but worry not– your most loyal acolyte has seen the truth!"

The silence is deafening.

She opens one eye, peaking at the bewildered and almost distraught expression of the Divine.

"What the hell are you talking about?"

That..she was not prepared for. Surely they knew who they were! Surely they knew. They had to– she's been praying to them for as long as she's breathed, she's dedicated every hour of her life to living up to their ideals, they can't just–!

"Lady Furina?"

Neuvillette, thankfully, spares her the embarrassment of having a meltdown in front of the Divine, the gentle rap of his knuckles against the door making her and the Divine pause, the soft lull of his voice soothing her nerves and yet setting her on edge at the same time.

"Neuvillette." She clears her throat again, her steps hurried as she marches to the door and pries it open none too gently, a forced smile pulling at her lips. She wastes no time tugging the man into the room, shutting the door behind him with a short huff. The silence is, somehow, even worse then before as the three of them stare at each other in absolute exasperation.

Neuvillette, for his part, manages to get his act together with a sharp clearing of his throat, bowing so low even she looks unnerved. She steals a brief glance at the Divine, and she's taken aback by the uncomfortability twisting their features into a grimace.

Their expression is schooled back into one of empty apathy when he stands back to his full height, but she saw it – she knows she did! Did they not like their worship? Were they not respectful enough? For a moment, she feared the Divine would smite Neuvillette down on the spot..but they just stared at him like he was a ghost.

"Why aren't you killing me?"

The defeated, resigned tone combined with the way their voice cracks makes her heart ache in her chest – it feels as though her entire world is crumbling down at her feet, and she cannot explain why she feels such emotions so strongly, but it is suffocating. It is almost as if Teyvat itself is weeping, bearing down upon her shoulders like a heavy weight.

She feels the urge to weep herself, but she powers through, gritting her teeth long enough for Neuvillette to take his place at the side of her – though it feels more like their – bed, kneeling like he was going to pray.

"Divine One," He offers a hand with a quiet rumble of his voice, the words slipping off his tongue like honey. It's like trying to soothe a stray cat..though she'd never voice such comparisons of the most Divine out loud. "I..we mean you no harm. I swear on my authority as the Iudex of Fontaine and Chief Justice that you are safe with us."

The skepticism she expected, but the reverence in which Neuvillette must convince them – or perhaps they are simply so tired that they simply did not care any longer if it was all some ploy to drive a knife between their ribs. She didn't expect them to actually place their hand in Neuvillette's.

He didn't either, judging by the way he visibly brightened – not that they'd notice, but she did.

..Not that she could really blame him, her heels clicking against the floorboards as she shifted her weight to the other foot with a nervous energy that was practically bursting at the seams, more then a little jealous of the attention he was receiving. She was the one who found them, she was the one who stayed with them the entire time..but he gets all the attention?

How unfair.

"O-of course! We would never lay a hand on our creator," She adds, her voice a little higher pitched then she would have liked as she placed her hands on her hips, puffing out her chest and brushing off the sting of jealousy. "Least of all I– your most loyal, most devout acolyte!"

She felt baffled when she heard the sound of their laughter, her shoulders hunching and her cheeks flushing on mere instinct – she was expecting mockery, but the look in their eyes, still dulled by a pain she cannot even begin to imagine, made her hesitate.

..It was, perhaps, the most genuine thing she'd heard from them ever since before the hunt began.

She wasn't sure why her heart hurt at such an idea, but it was enthralling to see the beginnings of a half hearted smile on their lips.

For a moment, her mask of theatrics was forgotten as she stared at them in a mixture of awe and adoration– and though she didn't look at Neuvillette, she could imagine he must've shared such an expression.

Had she any doubts that they were her Creator, that they alone were the most Divine..they would wiped clean now. There was no mistaking the way the world itself seemed to grow clearer as they glanced up at her like she was worth something.

For a moment, she realized how cold the false Creators gaze had been now that she has felt warmth so gentle it almost made her knees buckle beneath her. It felt like a pale imitation, now.

Nothing could compare to the warmth that spread through her body at the mere semblance of a smile upon their lips. She didn't even mind if it was her they were laughing at anymore, she just wanted to hear them laugh again.

She'd make a fool of herself, if she had to.

She'd never felt so..ravenous for such a thing, but just the briefest glimpse was addictive.

She simply couldn't help herself from striding across the room and clasping their free hand in her own, her smile wide enough to unnerve as she leaned her weight onto the bed. For a moment, she considered pulling away at the way they startled, but her mind was made up by then – there was no going back.

"Again."

#sagau #genshin sagau #self aware genshin #genshin impact sagau #self aware genshin impact #fic tag #neuvillette #focalors #furina #dont ask what happened here idk #this was. also supposed 2 be neuvi focused and then i. #dont talk 2 me abt focalors i wont ever shut up #got a 300k word essay on hand abt how i feel abt her character/how i interpret her personality and her story #focalors jsut like me fr fr (cries at the slightest inconvenience or the slightest mean comment) #shes so pathetic girlfail im gonna chew on her #what happens when reader gets stuck with two emotionally repressed french bastards?? hell #neuvi is the “emotionless” flavor of emotionally repressed in that hes HORRIBLE at showing emotions at all #ask him to smile and its incredibly unnerving and theres too many teeth but hes trying his best please call him pretty or he will cry :( #furina is the flavor of emotionally repressed where she makes it up by having Too Many emotions #using theatrics and masks to show everyone what they want to see but inside this girl is a MESS #constant anxiety and panic 24/7 #will do random shit and look at you and if u dont compliment her she will think u hate her and cry #compliment her and she'll do even stupider shit to try and impress you more #i love my scrunkly little babies they r so stupid and mentally ill someone get these bitches some THERAPY #i want 2 put them under a microscope #watch this be ooc fr furina when more of her lore drops if shes not girlfail im leaving #anyway see u in a week im going on a trip ill get back 2 u in 6-7 business days

[beybuniki]

bakudekurody team up mission whennn

#theres some lore but im not bringing out my laptop to type it all just know theyre in europe again and deku's close to fuckjng up #their mission because hes silly #which is ooc but idgaf i think 18yo deku deserves to take things less seriously #deku also guilt trips bakugo into meeting rody its the leasg he van do after ruinkng his life middle school ! #bnha #midoriya izuku #deku #bakugo katsuki

[bluegiragi]

What is Horangi’s species like? Are they all kinda mean cause they’re cats or it that just him?

Horangi is a Haetae hybrid, which is an extremely rare monster that stays contained within their own family bloodline. In the Monster AU there's something like 12 families who have Haetae lineage (Horangi comes from a family of tiger variants) and that's all the Haetaes in the world.

They're not all...mean per se but I'd say most of Haetae hybrids are extremely devoted to what they see is a noble life-long cause to protecting their territory. They're very regimented families who live strict, regimented lifestyles and intentionally detach themselves from average humans and what they see as their vices like alcohol or gambling.

Horangi is an outcast from his family, and has been estranged for a long time. Years of growing up in this environment resulted in an especially explosive rebellious phase that backfired on him immensely. He's been disowned by his family, and would say he doesn't give a shit about them anymore.

so tldr; yeah they're all kinda mean lol

#specialised gira horangi lore drop #yes its ooc no i dont care anymore #they are my barbie dolls i will mash them together and change them as i see fit #askbox #anon

[stergeon]

enbarr, sometime in 1186:

ok so @frozenartscapes made this addition to my post about byleth and edelgard writing each other letters all the time, right:

well i kind of lost my mind and now we're here.

i'm sure this meeting is salvageable :0) hubert's sanity, however,

#fire emblem #fe3h #fire emblem three houses #fe16 #edeleth #byleth eisner #edelgard von hresvelg #edelgard #byleth x edelgard #three houses #sterge.pptx #long post warning #haven't drawn comics in a good while lol #i guess it's good practice for hourly comic day this week #really hope this makes any sense and is remotely legible #i have yet to figure out how to get stuff to look half-decent when shrunk down for tumblr #boy i sure am glad i gave byleth emotions in my fic so i can have her make the dumbest expressions known to mankind #my half-baked Lore Reason is that she's not used to using her facial muscles yet so every expression is Extreme #there's no justification for why edelgard is like this. it's just funny #yeah it's all ooc but i'm a dyke with a pencil and i can do whatever i want

[ask-caine]

ok ok what’s yours and moons love story. Beginning to end

OOC POST

It's a bit of a crazy story, actually!

We originally met online through TADC, when she messaged all the Caine accounts she could find for a shitpost "wedding" thing. We ended up hitting it off and talking about random things for a while. It started with my random fact about Kentucky marriage laws and how a couple used them to get married by cocaine bear (hence the below picture)

We ended up learning about a shared interest in plague doctors, as well as discussing several very random topics. Anyways, she invited all the Caines to a discord server, and I ended up being the only one who actually showed up. We would end up talking for hours upon hours day after day there. It was genuinely shocking how much we had in common.

At this point, I had been kinda been picking up on some of the flirtatious undertones behind some of the things she was saying, but I wasn't 100% sure about it yet and was still kinda testing the waters. I'd heard the term love at first sight, and looking back on it, that's pretty much what it felt like. I had been developing a crush on her up to this point, and I kept thinking about her as I was getting ready for bed. I had to keep stopping myself from falling head over heels, reminding myself we barely even knew each other and telling myself "no, she's just being nice. Don't be weird, there's nothing behind this, she's just being friendly."

...As it turned out, she wanted to be a little more than friends... Given my feelings up to this point, I was a little overwhelmed when she told me. I had to take a minute to collect my thoughts, to process everything (hence her jokes about me pulling a Caine and running away). But I liked her, too, and was willing to try a long-distance relationship. So, that's what we did.

It was only a few days after we first got together officially that I told her I loved her. It just felt right. Apparently I caught both of us off-guard with it, since she was sure that she'd be the one who would've said it first. ...We both dived in a little too headfirst from there. From my side of things, it was just so exciting and exhilerating to have this feeling I'd been searching for all my life, and I wanted more of it. We took a step back and both agreed to try and take things at a more reasonable pace from here on out.

We ended up learning a lot about each other. It was like we were the same person, split apart and put in two entirely different situations but turning out the same way anyway. ...This similarity became concerning when we realized we both had the same last name, as well as the fact that we both had Scottish ancestry. But, one family search check later, we confirmed that we are not, in fact, related. Just another insane coincidence that further proves that we were made for each other...

We shared a lot with each other. Our interests, hobbies, ideals, feelings on various topics. Our experiences throughout life, good and bad. The darkest parts of us. Every day, we grew closer. There was no denying that there was something special between us.

That isn't to say everything was perfect. We both still had a lot to learn about ourselves and about each other. There were ups and downs. Things were far from easy. There was a lot of avoidable pain both ways. As time went on, we started to become a little more distant...

Eventually, the stress of life and school and worries and everything going on got to be too much, and she called for us to take a break from the relationship. This hurt, of course... But, taking a break and being done are very different things. I was okay with taking a break, since we would still hang out and such sometimes, just not as romantically.

But, that still wasn't enough. Everything continued to be really stressful, and she felt like she wasn't a net positive in my life and was dragging me down (though the truth was exactly the opposite). So, she decided to fully end the relationship. Which... Really hurt me. Badly.

I kind of fell into a depressive state for a while. I had opened myself up like never before, let myself be more vulnerable than at any point in my life. I had finally found love, the one thing I'd truly wanted all my life, the only thing I've ever needed, and then it was just taken right away. The one thing I feared more than anything else in the world had come to pass.

We would still talk occasionally, but not like before. I already hurt so much, and just talking with her without being able to say the love I still felt was torture for me. So, I distanced myself a bit. I dealt with things on my own. I learned a lot about myself as I came to terms with how things had ended up.

Eventually, I started to feel a little more okay. I knew I could never stop loving her, so I decided to try and turn that love from romantic to platonic and still try to be a friend. Because while I may have lost her, she didn't want me out of her life completely. I could make do as just friends.

But, when I started to come back and we started to talk more again, she realized how much she had been missing me while we were apart. She figured out that some of the things she'd been feeling had been more than she'd realized. She learned that she actually was happier when we were together, and that she still really enjoyed being with me.

So, she began to give little hints again, like before. And, again, I picked up on them, but I didn't want to believe them 100% because of how much I'd been hurt last time. I told myself that she was just showing platonic love, the same way I was. Things would never be the same again. They couldn't be. If I was good for her before, she wouldn't have left...

It was actually Randy who got us actually talking again, first on our blogs, and then regarding what we were being sent. This eventually led to us talking just in general, about all sorts of things... Including what had happened between us. It was emotional, but we both came out of it feeling better about things.

That said, it took until this post before I realized she still loved me and that it was okay to love her back, the way I'd been holding in all this time. We had a heartfelt reunion, though we weren't officially dating again just yet. It still took me a while after that to fully accept everything and let down my guard again, after how much I was still hurting from last time...

But I didn't like the feeling of keeping her away. Of having a barrier between us. I desperately craved that deep, personal connection of love with her again. So, I opened my heart up again. And I'm so incredibly grateful that I did.

Soon after that point, Randy showed up and all those shenanigans ensued. But they only managed to get us talking more about things and uniting against it, which actually brought us even closer together. So, I guess if one good thing's come out of that dumpster fire of stress and stupidity, it's that.

Things have been absolutely wonderful since we got back together. We both learned a lot about ourselves in our time apart, and things have been much better between us. The rocky, uncertain road from before the break had smoothed over. And we fell so much deeper in love the second time.

Add in the stress of the past several weeks, with all the Tumblr drama with these blogs and the hiatus and everything (which I'm not getting into because you can see all that for yourself by looking through our blogs), and you're caught up to the present day. Life is still very stressful for us both, but a lot less so than when we first got together. We understand ourselves and each other so much better, which helps us make less mistakes and treat each other more tenderly and personally in the ways that we need most.

As for the future, immediately after finishing school, I plan to find work and save up to visit her in Canada sometime in the summer. After that is a little hazy at the moment, but we'll figure out our lives and put together a plan to find stable jobs and create a good life for ourselves up there.

And that's it, that's our story. From when we met all the way to the present day. You said beginning to end, but I'm afraid there is no end to our love. The story's still being written. Our lives are still being lived. I hope to be able to add to this years into the future, when we're living together and when we start our own family. But it might still take a while to reach that point.

#pdw x shy #ooc post #love story #lore dump #tadc ask blog #tadc bluetooth #bluetooth tadc #caine tadc #tadc caine #moon x caine #caine x moon #caine x the moon #the moon x caine #idk how to tag this #i hope this is good

[ainyan]

Headcanon:

Azem's magic is summoning, right? Summoning the party. Bringing exactly what's needed to the fight. We regain this ability when we get our crystal from Hythlodaeus in Amaurot, and we've used it to really great effect since.

But if you think about it, we've always used a low-key form of this ability since we were wee bitty sprouts just starting out in Ul'dah, or Gridania, or Limsa Lominsa.

What is the one thing everyone knows the Warrior of Light can ALWAYS do?

Find anything. A person. A place. A thing. An idea. Anything that is missing, the Warrior of Light can find. The NPCs remark on it constantly throughout the MSQ and side-quests. Nothing can escape the Warrior of Light when they're looking for it.

And I think that's because even though we need the crystal to enact a full-out Summoning, it's innate to us, Azem, to be able to find exactly what we need when we need it. It's an integral part of Azem - the ability to always have a solution at hand.

After all, how can one be the Counselor to the People, the Warden of the Star, if one can't always find a viable solution to a problem?

Just some thought-rambles regarding Azem and the summoning and everything - but something I think might play into some Ancient/Post Original Final Days brainrot that I've been tinkering with. I thought y'all might like to think about it and play with it yourselves. <3

#headcanon #ooc #shadowbringers spoilers #azem #non-canon lore

[time-loopzim]

RESET PART 1 RESET PART 3 RESET PART 4 RESET PART 5

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[explosions-and-chill]

Zes good dream

Almost like a bad habit. The day Zes decided to sleep was when she saw it. The little version of herself from those days she was still with the empire. People would consider this a nightmare but maybe not now.

“Hey, got anything else you want to say.”

The smeetling from the empire just looked at her so blankly. The gaze was devoid of most things. She almost forgot she was even like that.

Yeah, I know. You can’t show it at all. Though, you probably wouldn’t believe if you saw us now.

“Are you sure things are going to be ok? Nothing is ever garented.”

Zes smiled as she thought on all the things the multiverse connection had given her. She had people she could talk to, friends, her brother was back, and even now she had family.

All she did was give that kid a headpat. Something that no one really did when she was actually that age. “You did your best at the time. So am I.”

With a vanish, that child from the empire just went away. The room almost lit up as she saw the faces. Most of them were the people she cared about the most. Zes just grinned as she reached out to both Gaz and her new dad.

For once, she woke up with a full smile on her face. Sleeping was a good idea after all. The first thought was to check her dms. Maybe about updates from loop but one just made her smile more. It was still open.

I didn’t get it wrong. Plus he said he likes being my dad.

All that chat really was just a lot of Gifs they sent together. Mostly just a way they like to talk to each other. When she started the connection, she wouldn’t see herself caring for someone this much outside of how she protected Zim.

“Maybe I’ll tell him when I get done on my job. Though, maybe an actual hug might be nice someday.”

He was working, she didn’t want to interupt anything. Though, she talked about it with Zim. Just now with the family she made here.

Things could finally be ok again.

Well, time to see if I can finish work on my present. Well one of them. Dad is gonna love it.

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[in-memoriam-tgwk]

fun fact; after some heavy lore discussion with my lovely mutual @juniper-clan , i have decided to make mottledwhisker a formerly-trained mouser for a great northern passenger train! his first year of life was spent riding the rails back and forth across the u.s., and with WWII having just ended, he more often than not saw soldiers returning home to their families, or wives traveling to meet their spouses upon their arrival. he was unceremoniously dumped in the wilderness of montana after getting ill, which is where he is found unconscious along the railroad by cliffclaw.

there is also a slight retcon to the thunderpath running along the territory border; it will actually be the railroad cutting through the forest, not a paved highway! they still call it a thunderpath, but it is much noisier and much more deadly with the behemoths that travel to and fro along it. only mottledwhisker seems unfazed to them, since he spent his entire kithood riding inside of one.

thank you to my mutual (mentioned above) for the awesome template, and for the help with solidifying the Colony’s historical backdrop! i had lots of fun planning ^^

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[chaos-trio12]

Signal arrival part 1

He got curious as to where Mimi was leading him. It was odd that anything of Tak would lead him anywhere good. There was an urgency that piqued his curiosity.

As he got to the edge of the treeline, Zim ducked to hide when he heard voices. More out of basic instinct.

It was Tak and judging from the uniform, another Invader. Tak was pinned to a tree by the others Pak leg.

Now I know what I was smelling before. That was blood. Yet there is another sent mixed in with Tak's blood.

"Why are you defending him, Tak?!"

Tak laughed, despite her pain. "Defending him, I just refuse to let anyone else kill him but me."

"We already took the possible defector you were hiding. This is your last chance to tell me where Zim is. Do so and maybe I'll give you an honorable death." The invader glared.

Defector? The only other ones on this planet are Miyuki and...no, no way this guy got to them.

Tak just spits blood in the guy's face as a response. "Save your speeches for someone who cares, Larb."

At this point, if he waited any longer, Tak was going to be killed. Before Larg could strike, Zim moved a Lazer to deflect it.

"Of course, the great Zim is more than capable of fighting his own battles." He grinned as Larb released Tak.

I've been trying so hard, but I don't think anyone would mind if I was less merciful with this one.

Tak just groaned in pain before looking at Zim. "You idiot, I don't need you butting in."

"Like this isn't Zim's fight to start with." He shrugged as he was doing his best to at least let Tak have her pride intact.

Larb glared as he began to approach. "You've become more trouble than your worth Zim. Surprised it took this long for the Tallest to order your death."

If Larb was expecting a reaction from that he was mistaken. If it was a few years ago, Zim would have been crushed to know any of that. That or deny it was even possible.

Maybe I don't kill him. That way they at least know to get off my planet.

"Are we going to get to the part where you are scary?" Zim smirked.

Tak ignored the shock of Zim's reaction as she turned her attention back to Larb. "You were hunting before this."

Larg grinned as he lifted the Pak leg that had blood on it. "Getting upset over the monkey I killed. That defector had the nerve to even share a space with that human."

Zim wasn't listening to the banter as the reality narrowed in on him. Now he was sure of the other blood smell.

He hurt Zes. I'm back to killing him now. Pathetic he thinks she's dead. More pathetic he can hurt what is mine.

Zim rushed in, faster than the other two expected, and grabbed Larb's Pak leg. "That will be your last mistake, worm."

Now he remembered Larb, this was an elite a few years ahead of him. It didn't really matter in the long run. He parried and blocked each move.

Everyone always seemed to forget that Zim was also trained as an elite.

Zim grabbed Larg's Pak legs and tossed him into the tree. Tak didn't even have time to process what she was watching as Zim continued.

Larb laughed. "I always knew, if you were serious, then that would be the day. Too bad you defective trash."

Even though the lazer hit it's mark. Zim made no signs that it even affected him. His side was bleeding, but it wasn't anything he wasn't used to before.

Now I understand. He took Zes by supprise. He's the pitiful coward.

Zim held him back as Larb tried to launch himself. Zim almost grinned at the thrill from this battle. It was the moment that arrogance returned that Zim was losing the upper hand.

"Good show, be proud I'm giving you the honor of dying in battle. You can be a real Irken at last."

Just as he was about to strike, a series of explosions targeted each leg. The force alone was enough to knock Larb away from Zim.

Zim sighed as he turned to the only person it could be. He could smell the blood from here.

"Worry about yourself before Zim you fool!"

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[ask-the-rag-dolly]

i'm so mad i hate i made dolly attractive but i can't show her face yet

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