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humming-fly · 1 year

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Every now and then I'm reminded Real People with Actual Jobs use tumblr and I've always been legitimately curious what all you weird adults are up to when you're not on this site and with tumblr's New Poll Feature I can finally get an answer! (or the closest approximation of an answer possible with only 10 available options h a)

#tumblr /really/ shortened the character limit on these posts huh #could've sworn it was longer when i made the wizard one #anyways no shit i have always been curious #tragically 10 options limits things a lot but I tried to be broad XD #i'll start i'm an academic researcher studying civil engineering :V #humming-rambles #poll

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sunslants · 8 months

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this is probably really only interesting to me and im not going to phrase this well at all but lucy rewriting the book of end is so intimate in a sort of like. well lets think about the technical implications of writing and language kind of way. theres no way natsu got up after that and was exactly the same as he was before.

maybe he uses the turns of phrases that lucy likes to use in her writing now, or a word somewhere got tweaked into an almost-the-same synonym. maybe he eats more, maybe he fights more, maybe he loves so intensely he can save the world with it. maybe hes everything lucy knows him to be and less everything he knew himself to be. maybe he sees her and knows her so well he might as well be looking at himself. maybe lucy gets deja vu sometimes when theyre talking, in the way that very old and very close friends recognize their own subtle behaviors and words in the other.

idk i just like to think about how characters and writing are strange, funhouse-mirror reflections of their authors and the people they want to reach. and anyway at the end of the day, writings all about love and theyve got loads to spare of that

#sorry if this makes no sense or waxes poetical for too long #idk how to express my thoughts unless i am writing one thousand word character studies. and i have no timeee #fairy tail #nalu #tbh i just need to reread or/v #guys. im gojng to be honest. if i get back into that youre going to see me plumb intensities of unwell that could split the atom #or smth. idk im not a stem girlie #anyway (rattling the bars of my time cage) I NEED TO WRITE AUGHHH

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ninjas-and-coffee · 6 months

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Just thinking about Lloyd as the Quiet One

He was tossed aside and forgotten about so long ago he doesn't recall a time anyone ever thought of him. This boy needed love or at the very least attention, his father was evil surely there was something he could do to stand out. Something this lost child could do earn his fathers love.

He raised an army that tossed him aside. He fought the chosen ninja and that should have been his moment in the history books. It was never meant to be, he thinks. Watching from the shadows as a girl his age just as sad and broken as he, was brought into his uncle's home and given the keys to destiny itself. This girl fought his father and broke Garmadon free from the dark whisper on the blackest night, better known as The Overlord. She even cured him, though not completely. Garmadon's memories under the venom's influence flash in his mind like a dream. He remembers a woman, a father, a child, and a fight that sent him to another world but nothing is clear. And he can't remember their names. Surely if he can't recall the names of people he vaguely dreamed of loving, they must not have been important.

It must have been a dream.

The forgotten son gives himself a new name. The Quiet One, you don't see him until it's over. His hands leaves their mark on his victims and his enemies that don't know they are enemies. Yet no one has seen his face. His influence in the world is gentle nudge, things just just needed something small and forgettable to add to the pot and cause it to boil over. The Quiet One made a list of all the people who wronged him. All the people who had forgotten him.

At this point, it shouldn't have surprised him when no one recognized him. When he screamed into the void "Look at me!" and no one answered. When his father died, and his mother after having disappeared all those years came to the funeral, no one bothered to call him. His own mother passed this forgotten child waiting by the statues in the Corridor of Elders, for just a moment to look into her eyes. But she didn't see him, a polite nod acknowledging the presence of this stranger and proving he wasn't a ghost. His dreams of reunification were crushed to dust as he was overlooked by the one person in the world who was meant to love him.

It didn't surprise him when no one in their wildest imaginations or forgotten dreams guessed that it was him. The welp from the serpentine attacks could never have grown to be so dangerous. Surely if he were evil the ninja, his mother, or anyone would have noticed. In the depths of the faintest recollections this child was harmless so why worry.

Years later, a leather and blood bound faction that call themselves the Sons of Garmadon terrorize Ninjago City. They disgraced his memory with a dark promise to disturb the eternal peace of the beloved Sensei Garmadon as an evil husk to destroy Ninjago. And not a soul, not a one could understand why.

With the rattle of heavy chains, a red lollipop, and an evil laugh they've long forgotten about, they suddenly remember.

A boy with no home, no family, and no love left in his heart. A boy who's goal is to punish everyone for daring to forget his name

The Son of Garmadon.

#ninjago #coffee writes #drabble #ninjago fanfiction #i think idk #i was gonna draw this but the writing is so much more dramatic~#lloyd ninjago #lloyd garmadon #ninjago au #character study #i misread Jadswap and this hapened #Jk its my love for evil Lloyd but edgy #Im pretending this is my penace for the garsako v wusako confession lmaooo #i got too many projects to finish so unless this gets stupidly popular there will NOT be a pt2 or anything else #have a nice day loves

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ghostoffuturespast · 4 months

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OC Interview: Valerie Hye-jin Li (aka Grandpa V)

Tagged by: @jackiemychoom @therealnightcity & @tarmac-rat! Thanks so much for thinking of me! 🧡

NGL these are some unusual (and not the most serious) interview questions. So, I was trying to think of a scenario in which V would actually answer these questions. (Because mind you, she normally wouldn't and especially not for a total stranger.) Luckily, I know just the reporter… I may have gone a little overboard with this, but I think I just needed something light and fluffy in between all the angst and carnage that I’m currently writing.

The TLDR version is all the way at the bottom under the cut, so if you’d prefer not to read all of this and just want the quick and dirty on the questions. There you are.

This one's kind of old, so I think a lot of folks have been tagged already, but tagging (and as per usual, no pressure): @shimmer-like-agirl @baublekute @vox-monstera @nncc77 @merge-conflict @fly-amanitaa @dani-the-goblin @sp4cedr4g0n

(And no it doesn't have to be a Cyberpunk OC, but if you tag me I'll pop over and read your interview!)

Auntie V by Monique Kutcher

[The scene opens at Red Peaks Trailer Park. Moving closer we get an exterior view of the Kutcher residence before transitioning to the common area inside. Late morning light filters in from the windows. A tired, very bedraggled looking V is sitting in the corner of the booth. She has bedhead, is wearing an oversized t-shirt, lounge shorts, and is nursing her coffee. She takes a sip. Turning toward the hallway we see Monique appear. There is a sparkly unicorn on her pink shirt. She has a fistful of crayons in one hand and a screamsheet along with several blank pieces of paper in the other.]

Monique: (staring awkwardly) Auntie V, are you busy?

V: (fidgeting in her seat. uncomfortable) Um… Not really. Why?

Monique: Can I ask you some questions?

V: (hesitant) What kind of questions?

[Monique moves to sit next to V. Setting down her crayons and paper on the table, Monique shows V the screamsheet she was carrying. It’s an interview article on US Cracks and Kerry Eurodyne from some teen magazine.]

Monique: These. I’m practicing being a media reporter.

V: (blinking in surprise) Uh... Sure? I guess.

Monique: Yay! Okay, first question. What’s your name? Oh, I already know this one.

[Picking up a purple crayon, Monique writes the letter V on one of the blank pieces of paper. It takes up most of the page. After jotting that down she squints at the magazine. Concentrating.]

Monique: How tall are you?

V: 5’ 3”.

[Switching to a green crayon, Monique writes the number 53 on the page. She squints some more at the magazine.]

Monique: (trying to sound out the word she’s reading) Ge– What does that word say?

V: Gender? Female. I’d say I’m a girl.

Monique: But you don’t like the color pink?

V: Not really. Not all girls like pink.

Monique: (nodding sagely) But you do like purple. That’s my favorite color.

V: Yeah. I do like purple.

[Monique writes the word girl in yellow crayon before trying to read the next question off the magazine.]

Monique: Um… What’s that word?

V: Orientation. I’m bisexual.

Monique: What does that mean?

V: I like girls and boys.

Monique: I do to. Though sometimes Dorian and Alex are mean to me when we’re playing.

V: That’s not… Nevermind. (muttering) I'll leave that one to your Mom and Uncle.

[V picks up the purple and pink crayon and draws a little bisexual pride flag on the corner of Monique’s notes. The colors aren’t quite right.]

V: …What’s your next question? Nationality/Ethnicity? Born and raised in Night City, but I’m half Korean, quarter Chinese, and a quarter Danish.

Monique: (confused) Danish? Like the cake?

V: No, like Denmark. The country… Cake? You mean the pastry with the filling in it?

Monique: Yeah! Mom always has one when she brings us donuts. The cherry ones are her favorite. Where’s Denmark?

V: Pretty far away.

Monique: Mm, okay.

[V watches as Monique attempts to draw a pastry on her notes. Cherry filling, of course.]

Monique: Next question… Star sign!

V: Uh… Libra. I think?

Monique: What’s that mean?

V: (shrugging) No idea.

Monique: (shrugs back) Okay.

[Zooming in on we see Monique draw a star and write the word ‘Lebra’. The ‘L’ is written backwards.)

Monique: Favorite fruit?

V: Pomegranate.

Monique: I don’t think I’ve ever eaten one of those.

V: Kind of a weird fruit. I’ve only eaten it twice. I like that they’re crunchy, the fruit’s around all the little seeds. They’re a pain in the ass to eat though.

[Monique looks at V.]

V: How about I draw it, since you’ve never eaten one and then you can ask me the next question.

[Monique nods. V picks up the red crayon and starts doodling. It’s a piss poor rendition.]

Monique: Favorite season?

V: In NC, winter. It’s not as hot as it usually is.

[Monique draws a snowflake. She's probably never seen snow. But neither has V.]

Monique: Favorite flower?!

V: Mmm… Cactus flowers.

Monique: The big ones or the little ones?

V: Uh, the small ones. With all the round… leaves? Is that what they are?

Monique: Prickly pears!? I like those ones too! The pink ones are my favorite. There’s some over by Auntie Lora’s trailer. Dorian’s always looking for bugs in them. Bleh!

[Monique draws something resembling a cactus covered in pink and yellow flowers. V is still working on her poorly drawn pomegranate.]

Monique: Favorite smell?

V: Real leather and ginger.

[V puts her crayon down. Done with her pomegranate blob.]

Monique: What do those smell like?

V: Ginger’s like a spice? A root. Has a fresh smell, kinda sharp. Leather smells like… (picking up her coffee and taking a sip to hide the blush on her face) Smells like your Uncle…

Monique: Uncle River does smell nice. But sometimes he gets stinky when he’s been outside working too long. Coffee, tea, or hot chocolate?!

V: Coffee, then tea. Don’t really like hot chocolate. Especially the synth-stuff. Has a weird aftertaste.

Monique: I love hot chocolate! Mom let me try some of her coffee once. I didn’t like it.

V: Maybe when you’re older.

Monique: Nah.

[Monique kicking her feet and reading the next question.]

Monique: Hmm, how much do you sleep?

V: 5 to 6 hours. Usually. On a good day.

[V takes a sip of her coffee.]

Monique: Mom says Dorian and I need 10 hours of sleep every night. She makes us go to bed early. She tells Randy to go to bed too, but he usually doesn't listen. (still kicking her feet) I wish I got to stay up late. You and Uncle River get to stay up late. I heard you both last night when I went to the bathroom.

[V spits her coffee back into her mug, face turning bright red.]

Monique: You okay? Why’d you spit out your coffee?

V: (flustered) No reason.

Monique: (puts her arms up in the air and shakes them around) Was it because you and Uncle River were wiggling last night? Mom says because your his girlfriend you both need alone time. She told me and Dorian not to knock when you’re visiting and the door to Uncle River’s room is closed. Mom also said he should think about getting his own trailer. (thoughtful) I don’t think I’d like that though, because then I’d have to walk out of the trailer for Uncle River to make me breakfast in the morning. Mom always burns the toast.

[V now looks like a tomato and avoids making eye contact with Monique, instead giving her coffee mug a pinched expression. Unfazed, Monique moves on to the next question.]

Monique: Which is your favorite, cats or dogs?

V: (clearing her throat) Cats. Have a cat named Nibbles.

Monique: Oh, can I meet your cat?!

V: Sure.

Monique: What color is your cat?

V: (still looking uncomfortably hot, albeit less red in the face, also looking very sadly at the backwash in her coffee) Hmm, pink. Ish. He doesn’t have any fur.

[Monique draws a pink cat and reads the next question off the screamsheet.]

Monique: Where would you like to go on a trip?

V: (looks out the window for a long moment) Some place without buildings. Less people.

Monique: The Badlands?

V: I was thinking further away.

Monique: Denmark?

V: Mm, maybe. I think they might even have trees there.

[Monique draws a tree on her notes before trying to read the next question.]

Monique: Favorite – Um…

V: Fictional character. Don’t have one.

Monique: Number of blankies you sleep with?

V: 2-3. I get cold when I sleep.

Monique: And the last one! A fun fact?

V: (thinking) Used to play the clarinet.

Thanks for reading that if you did lol! TLDR version and/or if you need the questions!

OC Interview Questions

Nickname: V’s fine.

Height: 5’ 3”

Gender: Female.

Orientation: Bi.

Nationality/Ethnicity: Half Korean, quarter Chinese, and a quarter Danish. Born and raised in Night City.

Star Sign: Libra.

Fave Fruit: Pomegranate.

Fave Season: Winter.

Fave Flower: Prickly pear cactus.

Fave Scent: Real genuine leather and ginger.

Coffee, Tea, or Hot Chocolate: Coffee or tea.

Average Hours of Sleep: 5 to 6, usually. 12 to 14 if other people are having a worse day than I am.

Dog or Cat Person: Cats. Though my cat acts like a dog half the time.

Dream Trip: Don’t know. Some place without buildings or people.

Fave fictional character: Don’t have one.

Number of Blankets They Sleep With: 2 or 3, I get cold when I sleep.

A Fun Fact: Used to play the clarinet.

#cyberpunk 2077 #oc: valerie hye jin li #my grandpa v #stinky not fresh #monique kutcher #character studies #tag you're it #oc interview questions #best attempt at formatting for a stage script on tumblr lol #interview done by a 7yo #reindeer games #what the heck #fem v friday #one coupon for a krabby patty if you get the clarinet reference #dude i fucking love writing monique so much #it brings me immense joy #long post #i went back and forth on actually typing this up because i got the idea but then i was feeling lazy #but i'm glad i did

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the-cookie-of-doom · 5 months

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When Chay and Kim get back together in the 24/7 AU, Chay expects things to go back to how they were before, and is surprised when they don't. The whole point is that Kim wanted a lover, but didn't want to let anyone close. So he maintained this distance between them, using the D/S dynamic to do it. But now he doesn't need to, anymore. Chay can be on equal footing with him in this relationship. And sure, a little bit of that shone through towards the end, because Kim couldn't help himself, he was falling in love, and that distance became harder and harder to maintain (which made it easier to convince himself to cut Chay off entirely after the RevealTM).

Chay is not at all prepared for a completely, unrestrictedly in love Kim

#cookie writes #kimchay #I'm v excited #I also thought about how their reconciliation would look #thought about Chay making Kim submit this time as punishment #but Kim isn't vers and I don't want them to leverage sex that way In this fic #the whole point is that the ONLY healthy thing about them is their sex life and the trust they've built #so that wouldn't make sense #Kim could still let him top tho lol #wait i think I just mixed up switch and vers #no reason to keep them straight bc im bi so im both xD #whatever kim bottoms but doesn't sub #although I think he would offer to at some point #which would be fine #just as long as Chay isn't the demanding it in exchange for forgiveness #it's Kim's decision to trust Chay while he gives up control #unrelated to their reconcilliation #this fic is just a long ass character study hidden behind 10 layers of sex and whips

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ycungmagick · 1 month

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I'm now thinking about how fucking macabre Ophelia's powers are, and how she's....lowkey, kinda busted in the Pizza Tower universe? Cause she has control over not just mushrooms but fungi in general. So she can literally rot a clone from the inside out if she wanted to!? And that's the clones! That's not counting what she can do to Pepperman and Vigilante, considering cheese and fruits are also mold magnets?! Like... goddamn. This girl is a walking biohazard!? Literally?! Not to mention the fungi inside herself is a mutated cordyceps and uh.... oh god. oh no.

#everyone deserve a chance to fly: character study/about #v: mushroom witch (pizza tower au)#outofmagic #...YEAH.#YEAH

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tallemy · 4 months

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Joker-centered Drabble - Decay

His leg? It was taken by an infection. He learned to walk with a prosthetic.

His fingers? They were destroyed by explosives. He managed to fill their place with claws made of metal.

His heart? Crushed, shattered, burnt, torn by unrequited love. There was no way to mend it. It just fell apart again and again, bringing tears to his eyes when the shards darkened under his touch.

The corrosion started from his heart, rotting him from the inside despite all his efforts.

His body survived every disaster. It was his soul that gave in and led him to ruin.

#idv #identity V #drabble #it's more joker centric #100 words fics.... this was more of an exercise for myself haha #idv weeping clown #character study? in a 100 words

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