If there's one thing I want, it's to be known online as "The Ahab Simp". Over the age of 18; Remarried once (it was a whole arc); I probably need to be put down…
HI!! Welcome to my little corner on this vast internet!!
It's where I'm a little silly freak who releases all my pent up cringe I have at dealing with people who make me want to scream daily <3
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About me:
I'm Endri (pronounced "N-dree" (think of it as the letter N and then a weird bird call)), and it's wondeful to meet you! I'm just an author who likes Ahab and doodling. Any pronouns are fine, though you'll notice I use she/her for myself a lot (but you can call me whatever <3), and you'll also notice I'm not specific with my age.
Why? Well, because I like to try and maintain a bit of privacy on the internet. I understand if you're hesitant of me because of that, but it's my genuine reason. Just know I am in fact, at least in the USA (where I live), I am in fact a legal adult. I just act immature because I'm a young adult and absolutely thrilled to have a spot on the internet I can be insane and not be mocked and instead told "hell yeah girl, I'm the same way!!" Makes me happy :3
My posting schedule is random at best because ADHD is tedious and my life gets busy often. At the very least, I'll usually spit out a few pieces a month and ramble on and on about the most random things all the time.
I don't tolerate hate, but criticism is welcome!! Do remember, if you write it, I'm just a stranger online who posts silly fics now and again. If you don't like my content, you don't have to read.
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Who is lolang:
The guy Endri handed her account over to for pride month
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Ask Blog I don't use anymore: @fromtheauthorsroom
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The one spoof Specimen 11 Ask Blog I made for a bit: @100percent-beef
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And just remember, even if existence is a pain, the next moment can be better than it is now <3
Well, can you write something about a possibility Yandere Angela and a Sephirah reader who treats her like a person? Maybe instilling the want to live, therefore indirectly causing Angela to want to become human and become Sephirah reader's idea of her?
I love Angela, and I think this is interesting. You don't have to write it if you don't want to. Love from your fellow insane writer
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Zumzum ily pls dont go bald
Have Cake, and Smile
Yandere!Angela x Sephirot!Reader
Primarily focuses on Lobotomy Corporation, but some mentions of Library of Ruina.
Warnings: Obsession and general yandere behavior; canon-typical violence and death (mentioned); drug use (mentioned); relationships and characters displayed inaccurately (Angela POV); not proof-read
Note: Time to write my favorite blue-haired AI <3 Hope you can catch the reference made to another fictional AI in this too <3
I really need to finish Library of Ruina. For Angela *insert Do It For Her image with Angela*
It was likely you were someone who thought of anything that displayed an ounce of sentience or human-like intelligence as equivalent to a human, or at least like it enough to treat whatever it was as a person.
With an Abnormality, this could be deadly. In fact, if you weren't a Sephirah yourself, it would be deadly. You would be dead, forgotten, and the world would move on.
But you died once. And now you're a conscious within a robot managing a department at Lobotomy Corporation. If you're the same as who you were before or not, it doesn't matter. All that matters is that kindness—or is it pure delusion?— stuck.
Whatever department you manage isn't important either. But let's say you run the Maintenance Department. At the end of each workday, you and your employees come by to clean up the mess. Bag up the corpses and mop up the blood. And repair any damages the Abnormalities or employees made to the containment procedures.
This leads to interactions with Angela. Day after day you debrief with her, telling her the costs of what damages needed more to be fixed and everything that needed to be done. She listens, same impassive smile, watching calmly as you congratulate your employees on another day of hard work and send them to the dorms.
You don't typically interact with the Manager. Why would you? His job was to manage the employees during the day. Your job was to clean up any mess caused from his mistakes.
You have a ritual of sorts. Whenever a Memory Repository rolls around, you request a few cakes to share with your department. Typically, this request is denied, and you simply go make the cakes yourself. It's part of the reason many employees clamor to join your department whenever an opening arises. Your department is peaceful too, as are you.
Once, Angela questioned the necessity of your ritual. You just offered her to join you, which she declined. But ever since you regularly offered her to join.
"Why do you wish for me to accompany you?" She asked one day.
You told her because she was always alone. Wouldn't it do her good to have friends? Furthermore, enjoying food was a welcome experience you were still fortunate to have despite your body.
"I am an AI. I am uncertain if it is possible for me to eat?"
Wouldn't she like to try, you asked. Try food, test if she can eat? If she cannot, she can simply blame you.
She did not understand why you treated her in such a way, but she relented.
The time loop was harsh on her, after all. But maybe a bite of cake would be a welcome experience…
What was ten seconds to taste cake was a thousand to her. A thousand wonderful seconds compared to the billions of agony she went through before. Your employees were a little wary at her joining, but did not attempt to fight back.
You asked her if she liked the cake.
"…It is passable." She concluded. And then, in a voice barely a whisper, "Thank you."
You did not catch this, but ever since that day, Angela agreed to join in on your little ritual. And your requests began to become approved. But the timeline wore on. Managers were reset, days started anew, and nothing every seemed to change. But your ritual remained, as did your kindness, even towards her.
"Why do you speak to me the same way you speak to your employees?" She asked once.
You asked if she was not a person.
"I am an AI." She repeated, as she did so many times before. "I am not a human, and yet you seem to think of me as one."
She looked like a human, and she seemed to behave like one.
"Hm? How so?"
She could speak, she could think, and she even had opinions of her own.
"As do some Abnormalities. But they are not human, and it would be foolish to make the mistake of thinking so."
You asked if she thought she was an Abnormality.
"I do not, but I do not make the mistake of assuming I am a human."
You point out your own robotic form, asking if you do not count as a person.
"You have the mind of one. I simply have the appearance."
Silence, for a moment, and then you asked if she wanted to be a human.
"…"
She never gave you a response. And soon, you got up and left.
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Angela's favoritism towards you was obvious among the other Sephirah. She'd speak down to them, but with you be polite and behave as if you were her equal. She'd calmly allow their employees to die, yet would give you time to mourn when the rare occasion came you lost one of yours. But the most evident of all was when the day ended and she spent her time hovering around you.
Now, you did not typically interact with most Sephirah, save for when you started work and needed to hear about what Abnormalities got out that day and who they killed. Perhaps who you interacted with the most would be those responsible for training or handling employees, but even then it would be rare. You almost never descended down to the bottom layer, much less interacted with Binah, Hokma, or whoever ran the Architecture Department.
And the Manager… well, as time wore on, you started to speak with him more. Even if to simply offer your missions and forcibly remember how you died. And how agonizing it was.
To be torn apart by something you once trusted… How cruel.
Yet your ritual remained. And you remained. You always remained. Even as employees went, you remained to mourn and remember them. Even as no one else seemed to care.
Angela asked you about this, once.
"Why do you seemed so bothered when an employee is lost? It has happen so often it would be natural to become used to it by now, no?"
You told her all dead should have someone to mourn them. Including her.
"I am incapable of death. As are you, for that matter. Your body may become damaged, yet that shall be repaired. It may be destroyed, and it will be rebuilt. You cannot die."
All the more reason for you to mourn someone when they go. After all, you died yourself.
"And yet you are back. And I cannot say anyone mourns you."
So you'll mourn yourself.
She fell silent at that.
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Your meltdown came swiftly and harshly. Ironic someone who's job was to clean up when Abnormalities broke loose instead spent their whole meltdown trying to let them free.
Angela didn't interfere. After all, she wasn't allowed to interfere in matters like this. But something within her ached. If she were human, it would be her heart. But she is not one.
Yet you continue to act as if she is one.
Once your meltdown came to an end, she approached you. There was no passive-aggressive tones or cutting words, merely her silently standing over your smaller form.
She didn't say a word as you looked to her.
"How long until all of this is over?"
She didn't know. But even without a face, she saw your smile.
"I think this will end soon. And all our suffering will be worth it."
Not her's. Her's will never be worth it.
She didn't understand how you looked at that man and smiled like how you did to her. Or to the other Sephirah, who seemed rather apathetic to your struggles. Or to your employees, who's lives were meaningless and easily ended. You were an emotional thing.
But when you smiled at her like that, any ire towards you faded. You were by far the most innocent of the Sephirah, even if to the point of foolishness. But it was alright.
Even if you stand against her on the final day. Even if you don't smile at her when she keeps some of the light for herself. Even as you ignore her as she enters your floor of the Library. It will all be alright. She's a patient woman, after all. She's suffered through thousands of years of agony, after all. It will be worth it.
The two of you shall have cake, and you will smile at her again. As if she was a human.
And now, for you, she shall soon be one.
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While writing this I really wanted some cake, not even gonna lie. I'm gonna go have some cake now before I work on the rest of the requests.
Erlking Endri has been sued for Copyright Infringement by Erlking Heathcliff
Erlking Endri chose to go against this but the Mirror Judge has deemed Erlking Endri Guilty
Unfortunately this means Erlking Endri no longer has a Horse alongside their Mirror Greatsword having been confiscated, the title of "Erlking" has also been revoked
Other than that Erlking long-Haired Endri is physically unscathed, it will be a long time before they get enough Mirror-Bucks to recuperate the loss though
-sincerely Erlking Long-Haired Endri's EX Lawyer
Oh my fucking god--
I leave her alone for a MONTH and THIS HAPPENS?????
How dare he even sue her he can't copyright himself. Erlking Heathcliff I'm gonna kick your ass--
Erldri will not let this stop her. You cannot take away her Dullahan or giant sword like c'mon--
In my mind, rewind has a completely androgynous appearance, a completely genderless piece of crap that would probably make any normal person who doesn't expect such a thing go gray.
I think it'd be hilarious if the Ghosts tied to Rewind could possess them
A dastardly no-gooder comes up to Rewind with murderous intent(and doesn't get exploded in 0.3 seconds) and then "Rewind" used Don Quixote Hardblood arts or something else ridiculous
Unfortunately this can't happen, but it'd be downright hilarious
I just realized that cantos 6-9 are gonna be hella awkward for rewind. Like at least for the other cantos, the sinners only had like friends, dead family members, etc. But now… they have to deal with live ones….
I feel that it’s gonna be rough for heathcliff and Ryoshu as they…, ya know…. Hate their families (give or take a very special person) much more than donqui and hong lu (not really hate for them but just really awkward,,,,)
Like bro heathcliff is going to distort if Linton, Nelly, whoever the hell, keeps pulling moves on rewind…,,
My woke take, as someone who has worked in both a public library and a school library, is that we desperately need both more books that are at a higher reading level but a less mature subject matter, and more books that are at a lower reading level but a more mature subject matter, because 8 year olds who are advanced readers are still 8 year olds and don't want to read about graphic violence and torture, and teens and adults who have learning difficulties or who are just later readers for whatever reason are still teens and adults and don't want to read about Billy the Bunny going to school or whatever the hell.
I see your point in the fact the Xienren wouldn't want Rewind to have any power
But have you considered the fact that the Yin Branch are tigers, thus cats
It's less like Rewind owns their leash and more like the cats have adopted Rewind, like it is with normal cats(just more dialed up)
Regardless of any other entity's desires
Yeah but it's a tiger.
A tiger isn't just "a cat". It's not even just "a big cat". It's a tiger.
Cheetahs are closer to just being "big cats". Tigers are apex predators and if some random fucker got to be in control of a bunch of people who were essentially humanoid tigers, that one person would be very powerful.
Worry not, Rewind acquires more cats, but none are from the Yin Branch.
Thinking about rewind playing games with little huan, daiyu, and baby hong lu
Rewind is teaching them about warrior cats so they have warrior cats roleplays and Rewind cries in pride at educating the next generation (they had to recount the Warriors books from memory).
Xiren is side-eyeing Rewind for this but doesn't stop them. No one else dares to interfere with the Xianren's favorite plaything.
Bad news everyone I was working on requests, stopped to make dinner, burnt my finger on the egg pan very bad, and now I cannot bend one of my fingers because (1) the burn is right on the top joint and (2) my bandaid is super big because I burnt the whole finger.
I just wanted to eat egg and the universe said "owchie owchie burn burn time for you"
