#FALSECHAMP. a private writing blog for tory nichols of netflix’s c.obra k.ai. a study in fighting against the disadvantages life handed you, growing up too quick, and unlearning rage and the comfort it once brought. established september 2022 by selena.
temporary rules below the cut
001. this blog is private and selective. for the most part, I’ll be following friends and blogs of muses I am familiar with/could see myself interacting with. this is nothing personal; I run a few blogs on tumblr and I have a lot going on irl so I won’t always be online, and I’m low activity across the board, so I prefer to focus on following people I know I’ll be able to plot extensively with and write consistently with.
002. I’m currently working through a rewatch of the series but a lot of my development/writing of tory will take place around/following her arc in season 5. she has changed so much over the four seasons she’s been in the series and I was especially pleased with her arc in season 5, which is what ultimately drove me to make this blog. that being said, I am absolutely fine with plotting around other seasons/points in her character arc; let me know what you’d prefer and we’ll get the ball rolling.
003. tory is not a perfect person; she’s absolutely crossed the line many times, has let her emotions get the better of her, and has made many mistakes that have harmed others. that said, I refuse to place full responsibility on her for actively being manipulated by grown adults. I won’t disregard the things she’s done in canon but I won’t demonize her for them either, and I ask that you not do the same. a lot of her attitude and modes of defense are built around growing up in a world that was never designed for her, and that has played a very strong hand in how she reacts to things.
004. I will acknowledge tory’s relationships with miguel and robby in canon and am alright with doing what I call “soft shipping” across the board, aka writing the dynamic of a ship but straying away from writing heavily physical stuff. I’m 30, tory is a teenager, and it’s my responsibility to draw a line somewhere; my focus for writing tory will always be on her personal character development as well, and while the relationships she has with miguel and robby are important to that, it’s not my main focus.
005. I likely won’t follow duplicates only because I’m working on nailing my portrayal down and I don’t want to incidentally glean anything off of other tory writers. ❤︎
006. my psd is by creationcolor ( and when I settle on an icon border, it’ll also probably be by creationcolor ). I made all my graphics unless otherwise stated.
it is easier to forgive an enemy than to forgive a friend.
but the cruel thing was, it felt like the mistake was mine, for trusting you.
for there to be betrayal, there would have to have been trust first.
i used to advertise my loyalty and i don't believe there is a single person i loved that i didn't eventually betray.
if you spend your time hoping someone will suffer the consequences for what they did to your heart, then you're allowing them to hurt you a second time in your mind.
everyone suffers at least one bad betrayal in their lifetime.
stab the body and it heals, but injure the heart and the wound lasts a lifetime.
there comes a time when silence is betrayal.
but i'm afraid, and i'm sick in my heart that you might look at them, then at me. and regret.
betrayal and dishonour is usually an inside job.
the weather today is partly suspicious with chances of betrayal
do you stop loving someone just because they betray you?
let us remember that a traitor may betray himself and do good that he does not intend.
betrayal is the only truth that sticks.
anyone, anything, can betray anyone. even your own heart.
when no one you know tells the truth, you learn to see under the surface.
if i had to choose between betraying my country and betraying my friend, i hope i should have the guts to betray my country.
if i ever get the chance to betray you, i will.
if you have to speculate if someone loves you and wants to be with you, chances are they don't.
relationships are made for two people, but obviously some people don’t know how to count.
betrayal is never easy to handle and there is no right way to accept it.
only those you trust can betray you.
true love is tested when betrayed.
we’ve had a terrible start—it doesn’t mean we can’t have a better ending.
the moment they discuss you with their friends and family, compete with you, bad mouth you to others is when they give themselves away.
have you ever experienced a pain so sharp in your heart that it's all you can do to take a breath?
your worst sin is that you have destroyed and betrayed yourself for nothing.
you can be betrayed in your sleep. the whole world can tilt while you're dreaming of butterflies.
when you care about someone, you can’t just turn that off because you learn they betrayed you.
trust is earned, respect is given, and loyalty is demonstrated. betrayal of any one of those is to lose all three.
everyone thinks you're so strong, but inside you're a frightened child waiting to suffer betrayal again from those who should love you most.
they’d lied to me and betrayed me.
trust, once lost, could not be easily found. not in a year, perhaps not even in a lifetime.
to me, when someone wrongs you, you both share the burden of that wrongdoing—the pain of it weighs on both of you.
one day you will learn that love does not always betray you.
there's ways you can trust an enemy you can't always trust a friend because an enemy's never going to betray your trust.
we are all betrayed sooner or later.
words could betray you if you choose the wrong ones, or mean less if you used too many.
the world was not made of energy and delight but of foulness, betrayal, and lassitude.
those who betray me only do so once
everything becomes symbol and irony when you've been betrayed.
i would rather my enemy's sword pierce my heart then my friend's dagger stab me in the back.
it is an awful thing to be betrayed by your body.
was this a betrayal, or was it an act of courage?
nothing can be more hurtful to your heart than betraying yourself.
all you're telling me is i won't betray my friends or family. if that's a weakness, it's one i want.
if it’s by you, then it’s probably fine if i’m betrayed.
can’t you see, these masks we wear betray us. they reveal us.
how hard you worked for what you wanted, how cruelly fate betrayed you in the end.
i learned early every kiss and betrayal are up for interpretation.
friends can betray you, but with an old enemy, you always know where you stand.
not all friends know they have lost you.
never look back; you may only find what you left or let you go.
there are many kinds of betrayals.
i know how betrayal and disillusionment feel, when someone who could give you the world refuses even a tiny piece of it.
there is no honour in betraying your friends.
let us use words carefully, because words can betray and kill.
sometimes the people closest to you betray you, and your home isn't a place you can be happy anymore.
if someone betrays you once, they would betray you twice.
no but the reason tory wanted to win the all valley was because it was her chance to prove to everyone and to herself that she’s good at something. that she’s worth something. that she’s more than a bad kid destined to fail and become a nobody who contributes nothing good to the world around them — that she has real, strong value and a purpose. winning against sam while playing by the rules to a T was such an achievement for her and she truly felt like she could play by the rules in general and still have a shot because she worked her ass off for it. seeing silver pay off that referee completely shattered her confidence and her sense of self-worth because regardless of whether or not she truly won that fight, she now feels like the only reason it happened was because of a rich guy pushing money around, and not because of her own merit.
but then I saw silver and that ref, and it just killed me. I FELT LIKE A FRAUD. I wanted to get back at silver so bad, that’s why I listened to kreese, but then I just got caught up in more lies... and now my life is A LIVING HELL.
