#anyways I dont need to become mars in the tags
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✧ ─ 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐒𝐓𝐔𝐃𝐈𝐄𝐒 ─ ✧
ℍ𝔸ℝ𝕌𝕂𝕆 ℕ𝔸𝕂𝔸𝕊𝕆ℕ𝔼 ... 【 ᴛʜᴇ ꜰɪʀꜱᴛ ᴄʀʏ ᴏꜰ ᴅᴀᴡɴ 】 - ʟᴇᴀɢᴜᴇ ᴠᴇʀꜱᴇ
── "𝐒𝐋𝐈𝐓 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐑𝐎𝐀𝐓𝐒 𝐎𝐅 𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐒𝐄 𝐖𝐇𝐎 𝐖𝐎𝐔𝐋𝐃 𝐃𝐀𝐑𝐄 𝐓𝐎 𝐂𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐌𝐒𝐄𝐋𝐕𝐄𝐒 𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒."
I know its been a while since I've done one of these but bear with me; I've been thinking quite heavily upon the fact that I use a lot of religious references within my writing with Haru, particularly in his league verse with @bells-of-black-sunday's Tarhos - and I don't think I've ever went into detail about how literal it is. When its said that Haru worships the ground Tarhos walks on and sees him as a God ...
It's 100% literal;
Haruko legitimately views Tarhos as a fallen ancient God who has given him the power and influence to save his country, his people, and drive out an invasive pest that threatens to destroy everything he holds dear. This is largely due to the timing in which they met; they did not meet on the first day of the Noxian invasion - Tarhos was on the Northern coast of Bahrl and Haruko was on the Southern coast when the invasion began. Before the war began Haru lived in relative peace with his family and his community, a 300 year old Vastaya who did not drive a lot of conflict and was happy with his little life. Within the first few weeks of the invasion Haruko lost all of that, his community was gassed, his family was killed, and he could not defend any of it - the best he could do was heed his mother's warnings and flee to the North. He stewed in his mind for weeks on end that were filled with nothing but misery, carnage, and the desecration of life - and not a single GOD answered his prayers.
He prayed to the Spirit, to the Gods of Targon he'd heard whispers of, to the Sun, the Moon, and not once did he receive any sort of solace from the laceration of his homeland. Not only that but the farther North he went the more whispers of how Karma, the Kinkou, and many others were opting for peace - which destroyed Haru's faith in his own fellow man too. The leaders and spiritual guides of Ionia were cozy up on the mainland, they couldn't even begin to imagine the horrors taking place on the island and how the Epool River had become like Styx with how many corpses were floating in its once sacred waters. Seeing the Wuju temples destroyed is what finally sent him to flee to the Mainland to try and escape the waking HELL that was the active conquest of Bahrl. His grief was insurmountable, his very soul quaking with the very Land's screams of torture as Guardian tree's were burned and its people ransacked, killed, and used like trophies.
Haruko's spirit had cracked violently by the time he met Tarhos, and it was by mere chance that Haru's spear was knocked away on a coastal assault just before he was about to leave; and it was chance that the Noxian fleet's churning motors knocked the Dakrin weapon free. When he saw a blade of sanguine within the pools he wasn't thinking about if it would harm him, he was only thinking about how it would block the next sword thrusting at him. The moment his fingers wrapped around the hilt he was immediately invaded; his mind instantly boiling with a poison stew as he saw inside of the mind of a Darkin. He almost lost himself but through sheer force of will he pushed Tarhos' being down into submission in his mind and suddenly - the Noxians within his path were falling like flies. The blade absorbed the filth and viscera, and once it had gained enough strength; it spoke to him ... and answered him. This bloodthirsty, screaming God locked within a sword was the only thing to have EVER answered him and show him its barest power by allowing Haru to litter the beach with bodies without earning a single scratch.
Gods, for most of history, were not loving and benelovent beings, they were explanations for carnage, horrors of nature, and the unknown - beings that stood upon the pinnacle of existence and stewed within the bowls of the pit of terror inconceivable by the mortal mind. This act in and of itself, to be able to steal the lives away of so many without consequence - Haruko was in awe, nothing else could possibly explain in his mind what had just happened but divinity. Given his life and origins Haru never had any education on Darkin, they didn't concern him and he didn't even know they existed since his village was small and he's never left Ionia. All he knew is that finally something had answered him.
Even so, once this was all over Haru was able to put the weapon down, but the connection remained and the Vastayan was given a choice - Tarhos was impressed enough by his bravery that he didn't dominate Haruko when he was vulerable again after the fight. He could leave Tarhos behind on this ship and doom someone else to become his vessel or ... he could pick the blade back up and drink down the blood within it; to gain power like he felt on the beach, to never have to be alone and scared ever again. The choice was easy to Haru; the war was still raging and he saw well enough into the Darkin's soul as well to know that Tarhos was much more than what he appeared to be, both mentally and the physical shape he took. After weeks of disassociating Haru's second grasp of Tarhos awoke his mind and reconnected every bit of him back together again; his essence and his physical form had never felt so connected. Himself and Tarhos were present in every muscle twitch and pump of blood in his veins, he felt strong for the first time since the invasion began.
Now able to control his fate and with the power of a God in his soul, Haruko finally had security; his faith to Tarhos a stepping stone into a higher plane that will allow him to grasp all of his dreams with the right amount of effort. Even ones that seemed impossible before. The Darkin had already proven his loyalty and honorable nature to Haruko and the Vastayan found it easy to trust him, its difficult to not trust someone after seeing every corner of their mind and sensing their very existence in every waking moment of your life. Tarhos proved that he could answer Haruko's prayers and this is what drives Haru to actively search and find a proper Vessel for conquest. As a showing of his dedication to Tarhos, Haruko is even willing to go so far as to cut down one of the most powerful creatures in Ionia for Tarhos to take over; A Dragon. Not even this act caused a flicker of doubt in his mind; watching that noble creature be cracked to bits was one of the most pleasurable visions he'd ever seen - he'd finally be able to hold his other half and gaze upon his God within a more fitting vessel. It is a symbolic ceremony that relinquishes Haruko's commitment to the peaceful calls of Ionian leadership and places his resolve in something that has given and offered him not only a way to rest his mind and a forever companion, but means to exact revenge on those who have hurt him.
At a shallow looking it does appear to be quite Not Good™ with how Haruko will and does listen to Tarhos for guidance, he holds the Darkin's opinions even above his own at times and does allow himself to be convinced of things he might not have been before. A key example of this is his treatment of Noxians vs Ionians; his countrymen are treated kindly and even in cases of @deathdxnces he takes people under his wing - his personality calms and he lacks the same ferocity. This even extends to @deathfxnds, who, while born Noxian, Haru does not see as one - perhaps thinking that the Darkin God Kayn wields has equally cleansed his soul of his weaker limitations. Haru's incredibly brutal treatment of Noxians is both an influence of Tarhos own carnality as well as the Vastayan's seething hatred towards what was made of his people and home; the Darkin bond between the two of them brews up something truly malicious. Tarhos and Haruko are both now above what normal people are capable of, The Ascended are Gods and Haruko has been chosen to merge with one - thus making him close to one as well; and his hatred of Noxians alongside this new power has turned them into insects in his mind. He's completely dehumanized them, and he's content - even pleased - to be the one able to bathe in their blood.
Haruko has also greatly influenced Tarhos - this isn't a simple case of one taking over the other, its a perfect 50/50 split of corruption; they are one soul split into two bodies. The Darkin's view of mortals has even shifted due to the Vastayan's influence, Haru has never necessarily cared for mortals, but instead tends to view them as stumbling children who need guidance. He didn't have any urges for slaughter before the war and the ones he currently holds are saved for Noxians - and this is shown in how Tarhos specifically targets Noxians for feedings; he'll avoid Ionians. The Darkin is at ease in Ionia because of Haru's own feelings towards his home - neither of them are trying to sway the other in anyway or change them; they exist as a melting pot of two lives, much akin to the Kindred. Somehow even if Haru's physical form was destroyed, he would just end up trapped with Tarhos back in that blade - but at least now they would have eachother to keep company with in the dark.
#𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐒𝐓𝐔𝐃𝐈𝐄𝐒#ℍ𝔸ℝ𝕌𝕂𝕆 ℕ𝔸𝕂𝔸𝕊𝕆ℕ𝔼 ... 【 ᴛʜᴇ ꜰɪʀꜱᴛ ᴄʀʏ ᴏꜰ ᴅᴀᴡɴ 】#✧ ── 𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐔𝐊𝐎 : ᴀɴᴅ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍɪᴅᴅʟᴇ ᴏꜰ ᴍʏ ᴄʜᴀᴏꜱ...ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ ᴡᴀꜱ ʏᴏᴜ.#mun speaks#verse: league#hi guys its been a minute since i wrote any studies but#this has been eating at me for hours so i had to get it out#i would have kept going but i was#getting a bit ahead of myself#and going off topic#i just care about haru and his relationships alot#and i think its important to have that information public for him#considering a lot of the topics surrounding him can get p dark#anyways I dont need to become mars in the tags#bells of black sunday#deathdxnces#deathfxnds#his relationships with irelia and kayn also are really interesting to me#irelia because it shows his maturity and strength of character#kayn because it shows a darker and more twisted side#also i KNOW he talks to Rhaast#I know he does
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I was tagged by the lovely @evilbunnyking (go check out her wayhaven chronicles fic pls, i dont even know what twc is but it doesnt matter when the writing is lovely)
I keep forgetting to write what i was tagged for lol. ANYWAY - to post an older fic! This is a repost of what I think is my fave thing I've ever written. It's klaroline, and apologies if you saw this back in the day. This is inspired by and includes a repeated line from a Richard Siken poem.
tagging @stars-and-darknessess @morningstargirl666 @carry-the-sky @purplesigebert
@thetourguidebarbiedebarbie @kirythestitchwitch to do this too! (no need to read, it's 2700 words)
I am the thing that is hurtling towards you…
At first, she is far away, too far for even his enhanced senses. She is merely a title - 'the doppelganger's friend'. Then a flash of blond waves, a cheerleader's uniform. He notes her for her worth as a chess piece, the feint to his second play. He sees that Mystic Falls friendships run deep and he uses the folly of it to his advantage.
Plans within plans within plans and he bares his wolf teeth in victory.
I am the thing that is hurtling towards you…
She's there, in the school, and how perfect it is, for here is another to press deep on the witch's pressure points; to find a way to make his hybrids live past a few desperate gasps before the light dies in their eyes. Her voice blares warning and he dismisses her concern with a dose of reality, not bothering to look up as 'love' spills from his lips. He knows her face well by now, does not need another study. He remembers - before the hybrid ritual when he watched her talking with the pup in the cellar, her quick mind making connections and his own name rolling off her lips. He treasured the fear in her tone, and he is glad she is here now to witness his triumph. He has noted the hand that reaches out to soothe Tyler's feverish brow. The two must dream themselves star-crossed lovers, the Romeo and Juliet of the supernatural world, mortal enemies drawn together. By his hand, if truth be told. They should be thanking him.
And so he layers plans within plans within plans to test a new hybrid's loyalty.
I am the thing that is hurtling towards you…
He hears the death rattle of her breath as he rounds the corner into her room. Her hair clouds on the pillow and the shadows loom deep on her face as she speaks:
"Are you here to kill me?"
It's an odd question, for she knows well the cut of a werewolf's teeth is fatal, but he thinks that she says it as a condemnation, that she wields the only weapon she has, her esteem. He admires her fire and thinks that maybe this one should be spared, that there are lights that should always be allowed to shine.
There is a reverence in his hand as it sweeps aside the thin blanket she's pulled over the mark of his hybrid's loyalty. Oh, she doesn't have long, he thinks, as he eyes the angry red weals that mar her creamy skin. His anger at Stefan rises up in a flare for a moment, for look at what his erstwhile friend made him do, to use this chess piece so brutally.
It's nothing personal, he says, and he still believes it. For now.
She shifts, and the light catches on a bracelet, some hideous, common, semblance of jewelry that has the aesthete in him crying out in horror. He fingers a charm and thinks that it does not suit her in the least.
"You have to adjust your perception of time when you become a vampire, Caroline." And he knows then, when he says those words, that he will let her live should she so choose. But indeed it should be her choice, for there is a part of him that looks back on the boy he was and dreams of the comfort of cold earth cradling his bones. It is a small, secret part of him and he cannot believe he speaks of it now to her. Perhaps it is her spirit that calls to him, perhaps it is that darkness that he sees simmering underneath the skin, he's not entirely certain.
All he knows in the moment is that he sees her wrist and that damnable bracelet and thinks she should have a chance to wear the finest jewels.
So he chooses to give her a choice, knowing which one she will make, closing his eyes and breathing out in a rush at the beautiful monster's fangs closing upon his wrist.
I am the thing that is hurtling towards you…
Although Klaus misses the spirit of centuries past, modern day does offer a world of convenience at his fingertips. Klaus brushes a hand across the tulle of the evening gown he ordered that morning and had a hybrid pick up in Richmond. He imagines the color vibrant against her skin, his birthday gift sliding down her arm as she crooks an arm through his. He thinks that he should show her his paintings, no, he wants to show her his art. Wants to see her face light up with the same fire as when she claimed her life from his blood.
Later, he eyes her across the floor's expanse and drinks her in, those moments before her gaze snags unwillingly on his caught forever in his memory. Her hair falls in delicate tendrils to frame an elegant neck. Her eyes dart about, taking in the glamour of the evening, and he sees the nervousness that creeps into her gaze. He wonders then about her past, about what she's seen, where she's traveled, what dreams slide beneath the sheets with her as that golden hair fans out on the pillowcase. His hand twitches with the urge to paint her.
He dances with Miss Mystic Falls and admires her carriage. Her elegant, long-fingered hand is clasped delicately in his own, and their movements are fluid. He finds himself looking forward to how she'll manage to insult him this time.
—
She clasps her shawl around her shoulders and he smiles at how human she still is. He remembers the rise and fall of her chest from her birthday, the convention of breathing another instinct remained. He can pinpoint the moment he stopped his own - on the run from Mikael, dragging Rebekah through the damp forest, mouths wet with blood from a recent meal. A rotted stump, a mound of damp leaves, a hand over Rebekah's mouth and his own breath held until he realized.
He shakes the reverie away and refocuses on the vision in front of him.
"Do you like horses?"
—-
He is not used to being rebuked, and he blames his surprise as much as anything for his attempt to try again. It is also a thing, a slowly growing thing, that there is something between them, and it's not just in his own head. So it's another attempt at conversation, and he delights at what makes it past the façade of disdain she armors herself with. He sees it slip as she looks at his drawings, her face awed. His heart does something odd just then, a little stuttering flip at her regard. He wonders what style would be her favorite, what painting would stop her in her tracks at the Louvre, the Hermitage. Would she pause at his own? Admire the depth of color that he spent days perfecting?
And then the moment is over and her eyes flash with anger and his own echo in fury and a line has been crossed. He grits his teeth to hold the roar in and only just stops himself from tearing his Botticelli mimicry in two. She is gone, then, the words an acid burning in the pit of his stomach. He leaves the study for a moment, pulling close to a brunette server carrying a full tray of champagne flutes. The glasses clatter noisily to the ground, but he does have the presence of mind to drag the server back into the room (mustn't upset mother) before tearing the man's throat open. Klaus spins the server around and the shocked scream cuts off abruptly, eyes dilating from the compulsion. Klaus' fury grows from his own sloppiness.
I am the thing that is hurtling towards you…
He knows her role by now, his little blonde distraction, the baring of cleavage as she enters the bar almost comical in its obviousness. So when she makes a loop and heads right back out the door, he doesn't care that he's being lured. He follows with a spring in his step and a grin dimpling his cheeks, the thrill of the chase flaring brightly in his chest. He has a captive audience, he knows it, and he will use everything at his disposal to place the seeds of doubt in her mind. She can't be that great an actress - while she is too smart to be seduced by him (and oh at that line, the pang in his chest grows) - she doesn't realize the fundamental truth that familiarity breeds more than just contempt. But he feels the urgency, the time slipping away, and he wants to drink in whatever truths she will let spill from her lips, this fascinating creature with her bright smile that hides.
So captivated, he forgets the ruse for a moment. Forgets himself, forgets that the world is a betrayal, forgets that she cares nothing for him beyond a distraction. The pang in his chest twists into something darker, cold anger rushes through his veins as his dead heart beats double time to spread the poison of his rage.
And so he makes plans within plans within plans and tries not to think of her.
I am the thing that is hurtling towards you…
He inhales sharply at the sight of Caroline in her red dress, hair up in perfect finger waves, for his imagination is vivid and he sees her on his arm in Chicago in the 20s. He pictures them in the corner booth as their eyes meet across their meal. He pictures her monster's visage receding, veins fading until her skin is unmarred except for the drop of blood that she licks off the corner of her mouth. She would have been a queen.
So he tells her so, and she rebukes him, and his patience is starting to wear thin, he admits, for it is not his nature to pursue. He manipulates, he seduces, he coerces, he forces, he plans, he tracks, but he does not pursue. So he tells her the truth as he sees it because he's tired of her hiding behind her sharp retorts and he sees to the core of her and why won't she listen?
So he continues planning his plans within plans and he tries not to include her in them.
I am the thing that is hurtling towards you…
He smells the vervain and the rawness of her wounds and his breath is at her ear and he clutches her like a thing once lost and she is safe, she is safe.
I am the thing that is hurtling towards you…
Her worry washes over him like a tidal wave, and oh god it is not for him but he lets himself pretend for just a moment because the words she says make it so easy. "Klaus is dead," and her voice breaks like she's mourning him and it strikes a match in his chest and the ember flares.
He cringes even as he says the words, for he knows better than to be this obvious. "You're strong, and you have a beautiful future ahead of you." He is surprised she does not catch on, blames her distress. He wonders if this is what it is like to truly embody a role, to be an actor upon a stage and feel as if the words were meant for you and not a character.. Because he kisses her and it is only as their tongues slide that he remembers this is not for him and never will be.
I am the thing that is hurtling towards you…
It's easy to be a stalker when you have a team of sire-bonded hybrids at your disposal to gather information. He flaps the folded paper against his leg and grins - Caroline Forbes, journalism superstar. He simply must bring up her editorial diatribe on the vagaries of school lunches the next time she's sent as a distraction. Not that he disagreed that hot dogs were an offense against "both nutrition and humanity".
He spots the Miss Mystic Falls application on the corner of his desk and slips it in the inside pocket of his suit jacket, smoothing his hair with a practiced flick. He should have eaten before he got dressed, and he rolls his eyes as he realizes he'll need to drink from a glass. It wouldn't do to show up to his first date with blood spotting his collar.
When he arrives he waits on the edge of the lawn to get the lay of the land. He sees Tyler and that wolf bitch, spots Elena - and there - there she is ordering her minions about like the queen she is. He watches for a moment, smile on his face as the staff scuttles away, chastened.
"And how am I doing?"
His heart warms at her answer and it is those moments, when she drops her guard, that add more fuel to his imagination's fire. Later she opens to him, as if…he is a friend and he wedges his foot in the door for he won't let it close, won't lose this traction. He opens up to her, because he sees the way her eyes change, disdain and hatred turning for just a split second to something warmer. He wants to see more of it, and so he tells her of the hummingbird. And if a part of him also loves that the whelp of a hybrid sees it all, hears his speech and sees the way her eyes change, well then, isn't that part of the plan?
I am the thing that is hurtling towards you…
His rage is cold and calculated and moves around inside his skin. He shoves Carol Lockwood's head under the water of the fountain and for a moment wishes he could do the same to Caroline, to be rid of her traitorous heart. To feel the life ebb away and know he will reclaim himself because he is tired of the lie he keeps telling and why does he keep that tiny shred of hope that lets him care? He feels Mrs. Lockwood's struggles lessen, hears the sound of lungs filling with water and he plans his plans within plans and if he wonders how he'll acquit himself with her for just a moment, it's a moment that swiftly passes.
Carol's movements cease and she stares the glassy-eyed stare of the lifeless, moments ago staring at the bottom of the pond while the brain sent panic signals through the nervous system and the heart pumped and the lungs pulled. Klaus lets go, stands, and lets the lie continue, trapped for now beneath cold fury.
I am the thing that is hurtling towards you…
His brother lies dead and his scream is not loud enough, can never be loud enough. He is trapped and he stares at the body of his brother, the smoke still rising from his corpse. Klaus spent centuries keeping them safe and now an impudent vampire and her baby hunter brother have killed that which he vowed to protect and there is no scream loud enough to contain his rage.
So when Caroline comes in she becomes part of the plan, you're just collateral damage, love, nothing personal. One does not live a thousand years without being able to make up a plan on the fly and her disdain is a punch in the gut already soured by grief but the taste of her on his lips almost makes him regret.
She lays there, a sense of déjà vu punctuated by her rasping breath. She speaks and his heart twists and reminds him of everything he is not and can never have and Kol's body lays as a sentinel on the edges of his vision and her words punch a hole in his chest. As he often does with her, he pretends, and he lets hope ask the question, even if his words are laced with doubt.
Her breath falters and her eyes close and her chest stops rising and his heart won't stop twisting and he is undone. She ragdolls in his arms and it takes her a few terrifying moments to start sucking at the punctures in his wrist but she does, and he combs her hair back and mumbles into her hair promises he always intended to keep.
Because he sees it clearly, the thing that has been hurtling towards him for a year now, the flaring in his chest, the twist of his heart. He sees it clearly and he is surprised, for he doesn't feel weak.
tagging @stars-and-darkness @morningstargirl666 @carry-the-sky
@thetourguidebarbie @kirythestitchwitch
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*sequel* to actual fucking quotes from the shiftblr coffeehouse discord server
once again, it's out of context because x1000 funnier
also x1000 longer than previous post
"ur satan is gnc af"
"Bestie I’m already having gender envy over a fucking demon please"
"O_O ODEPIJHFbavevisdpvfhzdcnjawedsidjksjdkoeirjfmkdsoeirujdksodifjndmksoidfjdksidfj
ITS" NOT IN MY FRAFTS
IS SPEDNT 1 hour PN THAT SHIT"
"AUGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH"
"ohoho sexy"
"I am very proud of myself"
"himbo x edgy fuck"
"YOU COULD SQUISH HES CHEECKS"
"he has teefs"
"SQUASH"
"good for biting 📷"
"he's a himbo basically"
"B͂̒̄iͫ̍̈tͧ̓ͯè̄̇"
"bifth"
"i havent watched blue exorcist in years but mr okumura my beloved </3"
"MY LIFE QUESTIONS HAVE BEEN ANSWERED"
"is it important information to mention that the person i put up for my turn is the son of satan"
"I know like 1 thing about everyone who isnt ranboo lmfao"
"crimes"
"tumblr sexyman"
"idk why but my first thought was cowboy onceler"
"I vibe with him but he is very long and twisty"
"steampunk e-girl"
"steampunk tumblr sexyman"
"Canonically bi crimelord I agree!!"
"OOO FRIEND SHAPED"
"ARTIST SIGHTED"
"they look like someone i would want to be friends with but is way cooler than me so i'd never actually talk to them"
"babby..... would die for him"
"honestly i probably kin him"
"i'm sure he's lovely but he looks way too much like my ex i'm sorry-"
"i'd be down for another rotation! i have another twink to show y'all"
"Also :00 blonde friend"
"Let us all infodhmo"
"Hsjagdvbs shhh im on phone"
"Nix woukd you like to joon?
"skitters away"
"I have two braincells and they both drink dumb bitch juice"
"oof wait whats the order again i have 0 memory"
"i want to bond with him over cosplay-"
"Awkwardly watches in band kid"
"One day I'm gonna a broadway star"
"which isnt to say they were bad. they were just fortnite dancing during rehersals"
"I threw it so hard my glasses flew off and slid under the stage right divider"
"anyway heres my boi"
"emo"
"haha emo"
"virgil sanders kinnie"
"he looks like he listens to my chemical panic at the fallout boy"
"Bro I bet he'd kick my ass with his deck"
"bird man my beloved"
"fuck i had so much to say and then i forgot it all"
"Birds!!"
"guiguhuh"
"crabrave"
"She sounds like someone I would end up stealing her personality"
"yess name collector gang"
"alias glass aiden haven absinthe fish brick rice"
"But I have Cypress, Remure, Genesis, Lemres, and Comet"
"And she's named after a mars candy bar bc alien"
"Hey, if plato went by plato, you can be king thief"
"im not dissing my gramma like that shfojd"
"My dad has seven legal names"
"bitches be like *looks at fictional character* *steals their name* it's us we're bithces"
"coraline lowkey traumatized me but i adore it regardless"
"mmmmmm magic man :]"
"°0° green man"
"criminal (affectionate)"
"he would shoplift a candy bar from walmart and then brag to all of his friends about the sick stealing he did"
"despite the fact he's canonically been capable of overpowering a minor deity"
"i would commit so many crimes for him"
"Very babey"
"Yes please tell green man he is very pog"
"he also keeps a lot of dumb secrets"
"but I will sorely miss the chaos and energy of this here chat until I wake again" (by request XD)
"i just say words and if they're funny then they're funny"
"* or extremly chaotic either works"
"at this point we are just taking turns rambling"
"oH--"
"bc my brain has a schedule"
"Hopefully they have gyoza there or I will lose my mind"
"hehe yes spooky man"
"my ghost glucose guardian"
"the head of the undead group that lives there, and we end up dating. (yes I date a ghost, no I will not be taking constructive criticism /lh)"
"ghosts r just inherently sexy"
"i mean im becoming a squid thing so"
"Raven quirk raven quirk!!"
"ł â m p"
"łæmp"
"mothman: ooh lamp you look very nice today! do you come here often? mothman: wait shit no"
"I'd date a ghost"
"mine is still accurate, i am still sobbing (/j)"
"p e e p e e"
""@nick wilde is a tumblr sexyman" is the best thing i have ever seen"
"im sorry im cackling like a dying hyena"
"you're all 12 year olds"
"PEENIE"
"He once caused global warming on accident so he could get a tan"
"god, what a himbo. i love him"
"that reminds me of my friends kin assigned me jesus"
"Man outside of battle be like: princely crying but then in battle hes like: "CATACLYSM! DISASTER! DEVASTATION!" Chill out man"
"Every time I talk about satan it never fails to shock people it's my favorite thing to do"
"im kin assigning him roman sanders"
""Oh yeah he caused global warming because he wanted to get girls" "he what""
"oh damn i forgot satan was straight"
"twink appreciation club"
"give us the twinks"
"my first thought was bottom-"
"so many people to try and get his dad to love him"
"daddy issued"
"OH MY GOD ITS WILBUR"
"Big boy but"
"anyways janus is swagggg"
"........................."
"gib twink"
"give twink then i will share"
"holds him gentle like hamburger"
"This dumb bitch opened a book that said "do not open" and got possessed by a little bastard"
"he is. fragile creachur"
"klug is beauty klug is grace i would let him step on my face"
"If I'm playing swap and I have to hear one more "Pwanet Powew" Im gonna lose it"
"Who is to blame? Pandora or the box?"
"Bakugo isnt my type but I respect the drip"
"i say like my type isnt long-haired pretty boys and girls that look so gnc that people have a history of confusing them for men"
"hes a gremlin and i can appreciate a pretty gremlin"
"that is to say i am attracted to VFlower vocaloid. This is a confession."
"note i am a lesbian"
"You may like Schezo wegey"
"why does he have one single expression"
"soul soul eater passes the vibe check"
"magic wand"
"I Want To Hold His Hand"
"i would commit a war crime for him any war crime idc which one"
"my favorite one is when he sounded rlly gay because he said "Muscular bodies keep me satisfied""
"p e a n u t"
"Klug is a homophobic homosexual its just facts"
"grug from the croods is peak male performance"
"jaw drops to floor, eyes pop out of sockets accompanied by trumpets, heart beats out of chest, awooga awooga sound effect, pulls chain on train whistle that has appeared next to head as steam blows out, slams fists on table, rattling any plates, bowls or silverware, whistles loudly, fireworks shoot from top of head, pants loudly as tongue hangs out of mouth, wipes comically large bead of sweat from forehead, clears throat, straightens tie, combs hair Ahem, you look very lovely."
"tag yourself im the fireworks shooting from the top of the head"
"i like essays"
"central time gang"
"11:11 pog-" (wait... is that a suprise angel number?? yes it is lovelies just for you <3)
"Then again im also a dumbass bitch who wonders what the souls in soul eater taste like. SERIOUSLY THOUGH. THEY LOOK TASTY AS HELL!!!! LIKE GODDAMN BRO YOU'RE MAKING ME FUCKING HUNGRY. Like. that shit- it's Bone Apple motherfucking Teeth. hell yea my guy. Im hongy now.... shlorp I'm seriously considering this. Like. They seem kinda like a liquid? But a solid? Are they like jello? The fuck they taste like my guy???? I keep imagining they're like sour, like sour candy maybe? Or do they taste salty? Sweet? Maybe some combo of two? Do they even have a taste or is it about the texture? The sensation? God my mouth is watering what the hell. I am starving. I think I need to go get a cookie. I'm gonna go get a cookie. Brb. I'm better. I'm still craving souls though. Which is a weird-ass cringey thing to say but I'm being dead-ass rn. They just.... look tasty???? And I wanna eat one. Thus. I am shifting to Soul Eater for the express purpose of satisfying my fucking cravings. enjoy"
"points were made"
"jello? more like helloooo schloooAHFJDSDAIDWNALDHSJKDAIDANDM"
"WAIT I THINK I HAVE AN ANIME GIRL BITING VIDEO TOO"
"anime girl voice: mmm! mm... ahhhhmp!! mmm, mmm... aaahmp!"
"i think it sounds great
i'm going to start eating like that"
"several people are typing"
"do these look edible to you"
"forbidden gummies"
"when I was on lsd I couldn't eat my fruit gummies because I thought they were alive because they had little faces on them"
"oh shit yeah don't do drugs"
"anyways general consensus is puyos are edible, ty for your input everyone"
"everypony is a word so powerful it can bring nations to its knees"
"pls the self control it's taking me not to say "hewwo everypony" in gen chat when someone new joins-"
"hewwo evewrypony uwu deaw cewestia i hopwe it doewsnt wain owo"
"ive cooked up a sowution wiwth the knowwege ive acwued. they say a kitcwen time saves niwne, but im just savwing two. Ive gathewwed the inwedients to make a time sowbet. Thewe's hawdly woom fow seconds when the seconds mewt away."
"I had a ten year old sister... you know what happened to her??? very sad, very tragic... she turned eleven....."
"NIIICE"
"Guts dont say the secks word :( /j"
"watch your fucking language in front of the president"
"im so sorry lumi"
"i think you're like ehhhh 8/10 funny"
"now me???? 10/10. Hilarious"
"sometimes i have to take a step back and remember that this is the same guts i follow on tumblr /lh"
""ok every here's some good shifting advice!!! uwu have a good day" "yeah i did lsd and ate fruit gummies""
"i have one setting and it's whatever this is"
"my bitch ass cat just pushed the door open with his fuzzy face and now my sleeping dad is being lulled into dreams by Cosmo Sheldrake's 'Pliocine'."
"me on discord: nick wilde"
"me on tumblr: shifting water! haha funne! me on here: my hermit crabs are cannibals also i want to eat souls."
"im sorry yOUR VIBESA RE JUST SO DIFFERNT"
"u give off older cousin ive never spoken to but always admire at the family gatherings vibes"
"what the fuck"
"BC I HAVE LIBERTU"
"If you adopt me then yes"
"am I qualified for dad jokes???"
"we're all a lot smarter on tumblr"
"I'm like "awww... sweet... sweet little shiftlings... posting such sweet shiftling content... so pure, so wholesome... does not even know abcs....""
"can't think before you speak if you never think B)"
"I'm not responsible enough to be a mom"
"cat pet"
"show us pictures of the cat or i will do Crime"
"maybe thats me being a coward tho"
"MOTH!!!! MOTH MY BELOVED"
if y'all want I can make this a series bc shiftblr keeps giving me more content
#tw drugs#tw swearing#tw cannibalism#tw crime#tw food#tw homophobia#shitpost#out of context#out of context quotes#lumi's quotes
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okAy the lovely @gaysuperhell tagged me in this here are some thoughts!
Sibling status (younger, middle, older, only child...) i’m the oldest! (tho i do have a twin, so we are like .... Joint Oldest)
How long have you been stanning for a shocking fact about me is that when i was a child watching this show for the first time, i was a reluctant dean girl but most of my memories around supernatural are about meg and ruby, the closeted lesbian that i was!!
Favorite Sam era - not to be uhhhhh contrary but HONESTLY his arc towards the end of the series, where he is becoming at Peace with himself and with his life and growing into a leadership role ... fucking murders me <3
Favorite spn season, but if the only criteria was Sam’s hair - im that bitch who likes sam’s season 8 hair, sue me
Favorite Sam-centric episode - All Of Them but uh: i know what you did last summer, sacrifice, peace of mind, american nightmare, carry on
Any ships you may like to mention - honerable mentions to samruby and samcas
Favorite song you would/have put in a Sam playlist - at the moment let’s go with ‘joseph better you than me’
If you could steal one thing from Sam’s wardrobe, it would be - that jacket from the later seasons
Complete the sentence: If Sam cishet, then WHY.... - demon blood queer allegory!!??!!
Favorite unhinged Sam moment - all of season 4 babey
You must have some intense headcanons you need to talk about, tell me one Sam hc that drives you insane - i Wrote this fic but: sam doesnt get his drivers license until he’s a senior in hs, and he 100% does it so he has some form of legal ID for financial aid applications, but doesnt tell dean & dean has a great time teaching him to drive until ... Sam Leaves. idk if ive summed this up well but anyways! it makes me insane. also religion major sam winchester, psych major jess moore.
Tell me something about the hbo Sam that lives in your brain - i unfortunately cannot remember any of this
Oh no, the writers forgot to give Jess a personality! Now it’s up to you. Tell me, what was Jess like - psych major jess moore! i have few thoughts about jess but one of them is that she rushes a sorority and a Thing for the school newspaper but the newspaper just .//..... refuses to run her story so she’s just in a sorority now. i think this is a plotline on veronica mars actually but .. dont care <3
Biggest injustice Supernatural commited against Sam (be as brief or as ranty as you desire) - literally everything < 3
And finally, just say something about him that makes you smile - idk! that one scene in season 8 or whatever where he has a ponytail! that!!
i think most of my mutuals have done this already but: if u havent and u want to !! here Is me tagging you whether we are mutuals or not
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Answering ♥
I’m doing this post because I’m feeling guilty while flooding your dash with my answers because I take too long to answer and that’s why there are so many (._. ) sorry
Nonny said:
Hi 👉👈 ... I know you have a lot on your plate right now but would it be possible for you to make a short hair for male with the bangs parted, like the one on Mars' hair? 👉👈... It's okay if you can't, don't stress about it ☺💕
Hello adorably polite and shy nonny! It’s possible but I can’t right now :) message me back when my requests are open again!!
terelskistuff said:
Hello! Thank you so much for your content! I was wondering if it’s possible for you to make the unnatural hair colors an add on to your reg ea colors? I just have so many hairs that I don’t want to have to add 2 stand-alones at a time. Anyways, just wondering! Also, you’ve given me the Sailor Moon fever now! I gotta watch it again!! 😂😂😂 anyways, thank you so much for the beautiful content you create ♥️♥️
You guys are getting me confused XD Some of you want it merged and some of you want it separated. Ok bby, let’s start doing both.
Nonny said:
Can you make more short hairs or shorter versions of your hairs? My game just can’t handle long hairs but your cc is so good
Sure, I just need to know which ones would you like :)
@httpsoceana said:
i'm sorry if this has already been asked (i can't see because i'm on my phone) but what skin do you use? is it an overlay or is it a default replacement (or both?) i just love how soft it makes your sims look! ty xx
Hello! I use my Spice! Skinblend. There are defaults and nondefaults :)
Nonny said:
Hey, um I love all the hairs that you're making for sims. Gosh, they look really cool. But if it's not really that hard, can you make some more for males? It would be pretty cool, because ahhh there's not that much hair meshes for male sims. Thank you for making such a good stuff. Ily 🌺
I got you and thank you for asking me about male hairs. DON’T LET ME FORGET about those precious angels again!! We need more male hairss!!!!!!!
Nonny said:
I really liked the hairs for Sailor Moon, Mars, and Mercury. It is so awesome! but will there be a Sailor Jupiter and Venus hair too? to make it complete. <3
Only two missing?? You bet I am.
Nonny said:
Are you ever going to make vampire, alien, and pet versions of your eyes?
NEXT NEXT
Nonny said:
Hi, I’m really sorry to bother you but when would the Lucy Heartfilia hair becoming out(if your making it that is XD)
That girl has so many hairstyles...
@awkward---af submitted:
Hiii
I really love… Well everything you create :)
I don’t know if you have ever played dragon age, (I hope you did because hellll those games are beautiful)
Though can you please (iiif you want to) create an hairstyle inspired by the one wore by Alistair or by Blackwall?
But Alistair pls ❤️❤️❤️
Message me again after the requests are open!!! Also ty ♥
Nonny said:
I know there already is a Minako hair but I’m not fond of it so could you make hers too?? ;3;
Answered above!!
@monkeesgirlxii said:
WCIF the top that the blue haired model is wearing in the venus hair post?
Clio Top
@izysims said:
Do you think you could make a shoulder length version of your Venus hair? The bangs are super cute but long hairs always glitch out for me, there could a curly or straight hair version maybe as well? Sorry to bother you
Well I could try XD
Nonny said:
Hi ^^ I was just wondering if you could upload Jay/Yeol to the gallery? (or upload his tray files?) I really want to put him in my game :)
ok
Nonny said:
Your hairs are love, your hairs are life!!! 😍😍 You're my favorite CC creator!! How can you be so talented?? 😍😍❤❤
😍😍😍😍😍😍 Thank you!!!!!! ♥♥♥
@stephanine-sims said:
Hiya! Just wanted to stop by to let you know I'm really loving those longer hairstyles you've been making 💖 TS4 doesn't have a lot of longer hairstyles so I'm so happy that you're filling that gap for us! Keep up the good work 😘
This gap has been driving me crazy since 2014 u.u I’m glad I can fill it! Still dont understand why cc creators don’t make long/extra long hairs but I’m here!!
@imvikai said:
Your recent hairs are gorgeous! I can see so much improvement! 👍💖
You know you’re good wHEN @imvikai JUST POPS AT YOUR ASK TO TELL U THAT
THANK YOU BBY U MY INSPIRATION ♥♥♥♥
Nonny said:
Omg that sailor moon wip hair is super cutee!! I love Sailor Mercury 💙 she is like the nerd girl from the group <3
u.u hope u liked it
Nonny said:
WCIF the hair in your post of the random sim named Riley? I love ur sims btw thanks!
nonny check my wcif tag!!!!
Nonny said:
Hi, just wanted to thank you for all the hard work you put into making these amazing CCs. You're the best! :)
Thank you for stoping by and to say kind things to meee ♥
Nonny said:
I’m in love with your hairs! You are so talented! ❤️❤️❤️❤️
Thank you dear!! ♥♥
@monkeesgirlxii said:
I love your hairs!!! But, what is the top that is on the blue haired model in Venus hair post?
Just answered abooove!!
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I've finally done it. I've finished my Trollsona. Me as a Troll. This took much more effort than I thought it would be tbh. Anyway this is gonna be a long post tbh. Also if you wanna like draw my trollsona pls do
Name: Scmare Ttieer [Seh-mar Tear] Origin of her name is unknown.
Age: 7.85 Alternian Sweeps [17 Human Earth Years]
Height: 5'6 feet tall. [Not including horns which are around a foot long]
Eyes: |See picture 5|
Gender: Female
BloodColour: Sapphire Blue |See picture 2|
Theme: Space
Quote From Her: "id rather StAy NEUTRAL on thE SituAtion. lEss ChAnCE of ConfRontAtion."
Symbol: |See picture 6|
Lusus: She didn't fully know what it was. It was a strange creature, not related to any of her interest or any creatures located on Alternia. She cared for it all the same.
Weapon: Double ended scythe |See picture 4| [Weapon is around 4 feet long]
Clothing: Black tank top coated in small white specs (represents stars), her symbol on the shirt in her blood colour. Sapphire blue button up over shirt. Black mid thigh shorts. Black boots.
Hair: Thick black hair. Rests just on her shoulders. Usually up in a high ponytail with a Sapphire blue bow.
Interest: Fiduspawn, singing, reading, drawing, crafting, astronomy and dancing
Dislikes: Confrontation, large groups of people, loud noises, herself
Face: Round in shape. Scar across the bridge of her nose. Square thick glasses covering her eyes. Only make up being some black eye liner |See in picture 5|
Body: Chubby body. Muffin top stomach with thick thighs and arms. Stretch marks on stomach and thighs. Weight is probably around 195 pounds.
Horns: |See picture 3|
Teeth: |See picture 1|
Powers: Aura reading, The ability to perceive energy fields surrounding people, places and things. If she focuses hard enough on person she can see colours surrounding their body. These colours can mean multiple things, from how they're feeling to if that person is inherently evil or good.
Troll Tag: dysfunctionalCosmos
Typing Quirk: Capitalizes letters that are in her first name (except when she types her actual name). But when it comes to the word "Neutral" she caps the whole word. Uses & instead of the word 'And' [Sample of a message she has sent. To whom is unknown:
gREEtingS & SAlutAtionS, My nAME iS Scmare Ttieer. It'S niCE to MEEt you. So uM...i dont hAvE MuCh tiME i nEEd to go finiSh SoME tRAining todAy. My LuSuS will SquAwk At ME if i dont, MAinly bEcAuSE i fEEd hiM AftER & will foRgEt to if i dont tRAin. I hopE wE cAn MEEt AgAin... ]
Hemoloyalty: She does not treat trolls of lower blood caste any worse than she would treat a troll of a high blood caste. Though, she does understand her place on the hemospectrum and that unless she wants to get culled she needs to show respect to highbloods. Describes it as being neutral, even though she doesnt approve of the way low bloods are viewed.
Hive: A very simple Hive, even if a bit futuristic looking.. Made of metal, the whole hive in a circular shape. An observatory located right in the middle of the building on the roof. Used for her interest in studying space.
Respiteblock: Messy room with clothes and tools on the floor. Posters of movies and videogames on the walls, along with some of her shitty drawings. Husktop located on a desk in the back of the room. Recuperacoon is located in a far right corner by a window.
Quadrants: None of hers are filled [Unless you count my self shipping, which can be explained elsewhere]
Ancestor: WIP |Will add link when she is finished|
Dancestor: WIP |Will add link when she is finished|
Basic Personality: [For this I have answered 20 questions to help you understand her personality. Hopefully this helps everyone get a clear grasp on what she's like. Since she is me anyway]
1: Is the character generally approachable or does she keep to herself? Why?
A: She usually keeps to herself though she's not completely unapproachable. She finds approaching others to be difficult and usually waits for someone else to make the first move.
2: Is the character a hard-worker, or does she take it easy? Does this nature vary for any particular activity?
A: Despite being a blueblood she more of a take it easy kinda troll. Though when she puts her mind to something she can work hard and get it done. Of course if she likes the activity, she is more likely to finish it quickly.
3: Does the character give plain answers to others or is she mysterious?
A: Plain answers. She prefers to get to the point of what she means.
4: How does the character feel about pets? How about wild animals? Does she have a favorite animal/pet?
A: She loves animals. Though she's afraid to go around them due to her strength. Being a blue blood she had a great amount of strength and hasn't learned to control it well. She worries she will hurt the animals and admires them from afar. She doesn't have a favourite as of now.
5: What is the character's religion? Is the character very religious? How does she show it/observe his religion?
A: She is questioning her religious beliefs. She cant decide if she believes in a higher being, or if she thinks that too far fetched.
6: How does the character feel about the local ruler?
A: She prefers not to take a stance, she doesn't love or hate them.
7: Does the character have any off-putting habits?
A: She has a habit of biting her nails as well as biting skin off her lip. Only does this when nervous or bored.
8: What does the character do to relax?
A: To relax she will read or sing. These activities calm her nerves the most.
9: Does the character have any unusual voice or speech pattern?
A: Besides her typing quirk she doesn't have much trouble speaking clearly. Sometimes she can be too loud when excited about something, or too quiet when upset. She also tends to ramble when talking online and in person.
10: Why was the character given the name she has?
A: She doesn't know where her name comes from or what it means. She believes there is no definition for her name, and that it is just a name unlike how other trolls names have meaning. She quit looking for a answer to it long ago.
11: Does the character have a nickname? What is the source of the nickname? Is it flattering or not? How does she react to it?
A: Not being the most social Troll in public, she doesn't have many friends to give her nicknames. She was once called Krem online before and found it cute. So if she were to want to be called anything besides her name it would be Krem.
12: Has the character had issues with the law?
A: She has never gone against the law. She doesn't like confrontation. Though she might end up having to.
13: Was there something unusual about her childhood?
A: Besides her strange Lusus nothing was too weird for her at least.
14: Does the character have a mentor?
A: She would consider her mentor her Lusus.
15: Does the character have a scar or some mark? What was the cause?
A: The most obvious scar Is the one she has across the bridge of her nose. She got it when she built her first robot that ended up attacking her and cutting her nose. Smaller scars litter her body from accidents when building.
16: What does she consider her greatest achievement?
A: Even though the robot attacked her, she considered it her greatest achievement. It was strong, hard to destroy and packed a punch. She was young when she made it, 4 sweeps, and to build something so sturdy at a young age surprised her.
17: Is she able to kill? Under what circumstances does she find killing to be acceptable or unacceptable?
A: She is very much able to kill. But she only sees it fit if it is in self defense. She will not attack unless attacked first.
18: Does she believe in the existence of soul mates and/or true love?
A: She does, she believes even the most evil people have one.
19: How honest is she about her thoughts and feelings
A: She tries to keep a lot of her feelings to herself in fear of being judged. Opening up emotionally like that is hard for her.
20: Does she care what others think of her?
A: She does, she finds herself getting nervous out in public. Thinking other Trolls are judging her.
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The next part is a story the explains her background leading to present time. Backstory Time.
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[BS] You: Be the strange girls Trollsona ======>
You are now, Scmare Ttieer
You enjoy SINGING, DANCING, ASTRONOMY, CRAFTING, READING, DRAWING and a Alternia game called FIDUSPAWN. You are a quiet Troll, even if sometimes you enjoy BREAKING things loudly, who keeps your nose in your own business but opening up when you become close friends with someone. Close enough to fill the Moirail quadrant at the least.
You were hatched on the 9th bilunar perigee of the 1st dark season. Skipping your blurry wiggler days, you were chosen by a strange Lusus after passing your trials. You and your custodian then proceeded to build a secluded hive made of metal in a circular shape.
You spent most of your younger days learning to build and studying outer space. Your fascination with planets and beings outside of your world was never disturbed by your Lusus, so you learned quickly that there was other life forms out there besides Trolls. You vaguely know of a Alien species called 'Humans' but have not gotten far in your studies.
Next to that, You tried to learn how to control your strength and violent thoughts. As a blue blood, you has a incredible amount of strength even if your body doesn't look like it. You once busted a hole in the wall of your Hive that took you days to fix (your repair skill were still in development). Being in your blood caste, these things were expected of you, you were to become a solider after all.
You don't know if you wants that though.
You always had a strange opinion on the hemospecturm. After studying the history of your Dancestor and Ancestor you learned of the ways they reacted to it. You try to incorporate both of their ways into you view, in hopes of doing what they failed at, which was not dying because you have a opinion. Because of this you remain what you call 'Neutral'
This means you are trying not to pick a side, in hopes of avoiding confrontation which could end in death on either side. You don't like treating low bloods like they are lesser than you, you never even called another troll a low blood. You also understands that going against a high blood could end in a culling, so you don't speak against them.
The whole thing is confusing, even for you. Why can't you just make up your mind and fight for what you believe in! Well that's the thing you don't want to fight. Maybe one day you'll figure it all out, you are only 7 sweeps old after all.
At 4 sweeps though, you made a robot. Your first one. You don't remember what its exact purpose was, but it definitely wasn't to attack you like it did. Which is how you got the scar across your nose. You had won the fight with a bit of damage, your Lusii didn't seem Impressed though.
That was basically all of your past, building, training to control violent tendencies, doing activities you liked. Your Lusus was your only friend for a while, before you got into the online world one sweep ago. Talking to other Trolls is a lot easier when your behind a husktop. You mainly just play games and maybe have a conversation or two with some others playing with you.
Even gained the nickname 'Krem' from someone you once talked with. You can't remember who it was or where the name came from, but ...you liked it.
Now a days you haven't been online much. You'll be a adult soon, become a solider like your supposed you. You might skip out on that though.
In case of the inevitable to try to go out more, to make friends but its not working. Its not just that you're shy and have anxiety (it mainly is though), its also becase of your Aura reading abilities. Because of this hard to explain power you can tell if a person if bad or good. Angry or happy. You tend to stay away from the Trolls with bad auras.
Its also takes a lot of focus (since you have trouble focusing on anything for a long time in the first place) to see someone's Aura. So when they catch you starring at them its hard to talk to them after wards and explain why you were looking at them like you were trying not to explode.
Anyway that's all there really is to say about you. Not too special you see. You live a simple life which is what you wanted. You hope it can stay simple.
[BS] You: Quit being the Trollsona and go back to scrolling
#I worked hard on this#and I like it#its me but with troll aspects man#homestuck#trollsona#fantroll#scmare ttieer#my trollsona#hs
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RANDOM FACTS ABOUT THE MUN
Repost, don’t reblog! Tag 6 muns you would like to get to know better when done!
Name: Luc!
Nickname: i?? guess its Syn??
Age: 19
Faceclaim: hanayo koizumi bc she is Best Girl?
Pronouns: u h h,,,, i go by gay pronouns,,,, ( n o im kidding idc about pronouns )
Height: 5'5"
Birthday: Jan. 17th!
Aesthetic: if theres such thing as an idol aes thats me
Last song you listened to: Runaway Baby by Bruno Mars ( i n e e d to get this choreography done for my dance account,,, )
Favourite muse(s) you’ve written:
okay but i really l o v e my chise hatori @cursedslayvega bc shes?? just an innocent kid trying to get through life even tho shes gonna Die Soon. she cares so much about other people and she reminds me of myself, and honestly she helps me cheer up on my darker days. she’s the one telling me theres always something to live for.
i also love… my edgelor- dark link @darkestcounterpart. i know ive said this a million times but he’s the reason why im not a dick to everyone. i literally channel all my anger and assholiness to him, so he’s a Fucking Jerk and i l o v e him for that. theres really no reason for his anger or bitterness toward the world, hes just really lonely and thus becomes materialistic and,,,, yeah,, the worlds not nice so hes not either
also this zelda. my cynical zelda. losing her mind, zelda. this zelda, who doesnt understand the concept of death. stuck in a different kind of cycle as a result of her awful ancestors. the girl who did nothing wrong, while her royal blood murdered and destroyed,,,,
What inspired you to take on your current muse (that you are posting this on):
i was actually reading higurashi (when they cry) at the time! Rika (i think thats her name) was actually my main inspo. i was also into zelda. uh. yeah i meshed them together to create repeaty. oopsies.
What are your favourite aspects of your current muse:
okay shes just eternally bored. shes also ridiculously curious. if shes stuck in a lifetime time loop, why not experiment with every path she could take?? why not dissect people who will come back anyway?? why not destroy the entire monarchy?? why? not? murder? for exercise? yeah shes losing her moral compass, and thats what i love abouther tbh
What’s your biggest inspiration when it comes to writing:
i honestly think,,,, its my Bitterness™ to literally everything. when i write, i forget that bitterness for awhile, so ye a h my inspo is my anger sadly. at least is makes zel more.... zel.
on,,, a happier note, my inspiration and for writing is music as well!! lyrics are so… meaningful and pretty? i really like poetry and stuff like that! plus idol music gets me super pumped,,, a few times i get distracted by my music and i accidentally type out “YA YA!”
Favourite types of threads:
okay my favorites are honestly,,,
- “babysitting” zel. just like calling her out for her moral compass? like j e e z zellie dont murder everyone all the time. someone needs to snap her back into her senses, she’s a lady and a princess, she’s kinder than a murderer
- Ridiculously Platonic. yes. let her cuddle with people she trusts. she needs that desperately. She misses that affection, she misses talking, she misses everything about her first life,,,
- okay but like. just being her murder buddy. “hey wanna go dissect a body?” “HECK HEAH”
The biggest struggle in regards to your current muse:
uh. i need to tone down the yandere-esque feel of her. shes not stabby stabby 24/7, even tho i def emphasis on that during games and crack. shes actually really sad to look at sometimes. she forgets to take care of herself a lot, because she knows she cant completely die. shes all bark and no bite, because even if she has the mind to do awful things, her body cant keep up,,
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