My name is Rori and obviously I’m a proshipper/ whatever u wanna call me. I don’t really have a plan for this blog yet so I’m not sure what I wanna do. I use He/Him only. And now time to list all my lables, Aporagender, TransMasc, Abroromantic, and polyamorous. Im single! I’m autistic. I’m a huge nerd (obviously). I love fashion. I really appreciate any interactions with my posts but especially comments!! Ask to be mooties because I don’t follow people just because they follow me.
My other socials
I have a TikTok as well but don’t really post because it takes more effort than Tumblr text posts.
Fandoms
Dc comics, some of Marvel, Supernatural, Stranger things, TGCF/ Heaven officials blessing and most popular danmei, most of Rick Riordans books, One Piece, Sailor Moon, and Dispatch.
Of course this is subject to change as I get into new stuff or get out of stuff.
Ships
I can’t list every ship so I’m only listing my pro/com/dark/whatever u wanna call them ships. Even though my blog is themed around Annie January I don’t have any ships for The Boys yet (I’m a newgen😞). This is also subject to change.
Wincest/weecest/weirdcest (is there even a difference between the three?), Batcest (no Bruce X his kids that’s just not my thing), more specifically TimDami, JayTim, and JayDami, BatJokes I honestly don’t consider it a proship but everyone treats it like it is so I’m including it anyways, and RiddleBat. I also love OC x cannon.
Boundaries
I’m autistic so I may not get ur jokes so be a little extra patient with me. I’m okay with fake/ friend flirting. I’m single so actual flirting is welcome but I may not pick up on it at first. Dm me whenever idc. I’ll respond when I can. Don’t hate on my ships and I won’t hate on urs even if I don’t like it. If ur gonna hate I’ll just block u or ignore u. I might come off a little mean so apologies in advance. Be as problematic as u want I promise I won’t judge. I’m literally a proshipper I can’t be talking. Once again this is subject to change as I see fit.
write incest write dubcon write noncon write age gap write taboo write the stuff people say is disgusting!!!!!!! write weird kink!!!!!!!! thought crimes aren’t real and fiction is fiction!!!!!!! censorship is disgusting and purity culture is disgusting!!!!!! you’re not evil for liking taboo and reading/viewing taboo content is an inherently neutral action!!!!!!! i love you taboo writers!!!!!!! anti proshippers fuck you fuck you fuck you fuck you fuck you fuck you fuck you !!!!!!!!!!!!!
I genuinely forgot how fun it is to write in 1st person. I’m so much more descriptive & able to express myself better but I force myself to write in 3rd person because it’s what everyone prefers. I’m just getting back into CRP so I’m kinda rusty with the lore.
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Leaves crunch underfoot & our footsteps echo throughout the forest. Today's bullshit errand from Zalgo was to find where Slenderman is living & gather any intel we can. We’d been walking aimlessly for nearly two hours & there was zero sign of this supposed “mansion”.
There’s been a prickling sensation at the back of my mind since we set foot in here. The feeling you get when someone who hates your guts is staring you down & plotting the next way they'll humiliate you. I’m intimately familiar with that. Val’s voice cuts through the cacophony of thoughts streaming through my mind.
¨I’m feeling kinda sick…maybe we should just cut our losses & head back?” Now that she brings it up, I realize I'm also feeling sick. I've never been the best at being in tune with my body so I usually take cues from her like when to eat or sleep. It’s a swirling nausea deep in my stomach that reminds me of the one & only time I drank when I was younger.
We stop in a clearing of trees. “I’m not feeling the best either but we should look around longer so we can at least say we tried. He wouldn't be satisfied with just two hours.” Just as the words finish leaving my mouth a sudden feeling of dread & doom washes over me like nothing I've ever felt.
I look over at Val without taking my eyes off the trees & I can tell she feels it too. I nudge her & whisper, “Look behind us, see if you see anything.” She doesn't look happy about it but she listens & turns around stiffly.
If she was still before than she might as well be a statue now. “Dude…” She hisses & grabs my hand to yank me around to face what she's seeing. Understanding washes over me as my eyes land on the figure just at the treeline. Almost as tall as the trees around him, an impeccably pressed black suit, & a smooth stark white blank face. That’s Slenderman, & he’s the source of this feeling. I know it.
I feel Val shifting next to me & I know she’s getting ready to bolt. I however, cant bring myself to move. I’m paralyzed & not in the normal scared way. I don’t get scared anyways. She grabs my hand & pulls on it but I’m not moving. Suddenly I hear his voice in my head & it sounds like a megaphone.
Slenderman raises an arm & points at her. “You, Go.” It’s strange, like he’s speaking directly into my head & not through my ears. She looks at me, & I can finally move enough to look down at her. “I’m fine. Just go & report back.” She gives my hand one last fruitless tug & when I still don’t move she lets go. My gaze is involuntarily pulled back to him. I feel the wind ripple beside me as she takes off, whipping through the trees.
¨What? Why’d ‘ya want me alone?¨ I demand, trying to seem braver than I feel. Even from all the way over here I can see the shifting of his blank face.
“Don’t think you can fool me. I can feel how scared you are, & your worry for your friend. Valkyrie?” He can read minds?! Are you shitting me!? Would’ve been nice to know, Zalgo.
“Okay, whatever, I’m scared of the eldritch creature in front of me, sue me.” Even though I now know he can feel how scared I am, I still put up a brave face. I can feel his nonexistent eyes raking up & down myself like he’s assessing me.
“What do you desire, child? You must have a good reason to join Zalgo.” Now that he has my full attention his voice becomes closer to a normal range but its still strange in they way he can speak directly into my head.
“Im not a child, & why would I tell you why I joined Zalgo? It’s nothing you care about.” I cross my arms, trying to keep a bearing on really while an Erdrich monster speaks directly into my head. Not much different from Zalgo if you really think about it.
“You’ve forgotten I can read minds so soon? I'll know what drives you no mater if you wish me to or not.” I had. Fuck my fucking chud life.
“You yearn to be human again. A curious wish, most people could only dream of having the power you have.”
“Im not most people.” His words introject mine, even in my own head. What a dick.
“Zalgo’s only using you to do his bidding. He’ll never grant your wish. However, I can. All you need do is pledge yourself to me.” My eyes widen a fraction. I’d figured out Zalgo was using me a while ago but I still held onto the naïve hope that if I worked hard enough, he’d actually do it & I’d be free to live past 16.
“How do I know you’d even do it? Maybe you’re just another Zalgo.” I couldn't help but let a small part of myself actually hope he’d do it. After dying at 16, coming back to life at 18, & spending the next 3 years murmuring people & causing general chaos, im fucking tired. All I want is to be a regular 21 year old. Celebrate my 21st with friends or a boyfriend, smoke, hang out, just be a person.
“Ill do it before you pledge yourself. If I do, you’ll be forever tied to me & my will. Do you understand? It’s your choice, Stripes.” Yeah, right, like I had the “choice” to join Zalgo to repay him for bringing me back?
I look at him skeptically. He cant be any worse than Zalgo. “Fuck it, why not, I don’t care anymore.” As soon as the words finished leaving my mouth there was a gust of wind & a looking presence behind me. I jump out of my skin & whirl around to stare up at Slenderman, who’s uncomfortably close.
Okay imagine, please, please, imagine for me, you having to go in for a doctor's check-up, but jealous/possessive EJ says that he can do it for you because he doesn't want another man seeing what's his, and not only that, but let's say he makes a couple marks so you remember who you belong to in the future if you ever decide you don't want his checkups anymore (You will always want his checkups..)
