[proditeur]

ᴀ ʙᴜᴛᴛᴇʀꜰʟʏ ꜰʟᴀᴘꜱ ɪᴛꜱ ᴡɪɴɢꜱ, ᴀɴᴅ ʏᴏᴜ ɢᴇᴛ ʀᴀɪɴ ɪɴꜱᴛᴇᴀᴅ ᴏꜰ ꜱᴜɴꜱʜɪɴᴇ. — a study in redemption. the human capacity for transformation. personal identity. smothered empathy. the search for unconditional love in a transactional world. THE UNIVERSE HAS A PLAN FOR YOU.

independent urban fantasy oc, regulus âme dupois! written for comicverse settings & adapted for everything else. developed by g.

affiliated with : writspell roysenal prophetin

carrd.      interaction guide. memes. hc masterlist.

* currently not following any blogs first

QUICK RULES...

1. i will not follow anyone without an accessible rules page or whose age is not clearly marked. 2. i prioritize plotted dynamics and mutual engagement. i love chatting with and meeting new people! if i follow, i am interested in interacting. 3. i am slow, and i understand that others are as well. this is a low-med activity blog. i often run on a ghost queue. 4. i will not interact with hp characters or settings, hard stop. 5. the nature of this character involves themes of self-sacrifice, death and the macabre, and other dark themes. everything is tagged to my fullest ability, and i will gladly tag anything requested. i also try to tag the most common tw's. 6. i value honesty and communication. if there is a problem, please speak to me. i view open conversation as a remedy for anxiety and misunderstandings. 7. all other basic rp etiquette applies — this is not a safe space for transphobia, homophobia, racism, antisemitism, discrimination, or any other form of hatred.

SECONDARY INFO & ETIQUETTE...

8. currently, my main focus is on regulus' mainverse settings (this includes comic & urban fantasy settings). this is his most-developed verse and the one i find easiest to write for at the moment. i do have other AUs and also write in a high fantasy setting but i will definitely need a little more help plotting in those AUs! 9. i enjoy shipping but will rarely be the one to initiate a ship; i get a lot of joy from romantic ships that evolve organically. i am happy to explore romantic ships with those who are interested, but otherwise i value non-romantic relationships very highly. i generally do not send ship-related memes unless you have made it clear that you are interested. you can find more thoughts on shipping & exclusivity here. 10. this is a low-med activity blog but wednesdays and thursdays are very busy days for me. thursdays i will be mobile for the majority of the day — so on these days my dash interaction and ooc communication will be spottier. 11. * i'm currently on a "follow first" freeze — this includes blog remakes and new blogs; i am always open to new followers & interacting with new characters but at the moment i will not be following anyone first!

FULL, EXPANDED RULES IN THE CARRD...

[nightbins]

a troubled mind ? he could've told regulus that. nightmares have plagued him since the day his parents died, though this damned tadpole certainly didn't make them any better. now, his mind was often plagued with visions he could not decipher in his dreams, and the wretched squirming a in the waking hours. it's a wonder how any of them got sleep with the incessant ache from the parasite and the looming inevitability of turning into a mind flayer. he does remember a bit of what the sorcerer is talking to him about, a strange conversation with the man who used to be the closest thing he had to a second father, the astral realm tainted by bloodshed.

❝ no, i suppose it wasn't. ❞ he stretches a bit, wincing a bit when his back pops. these damned bed rolls and whatever clearing they found themselves in for the night certainly didn't help matters in the slightest. ❝ but i will be alright. it'll take more than a nightmare or two to have me down and out. ❞ eager to have the conversation turn, mismatched blue hues scan the spellcaster over, seeing him already ready for the adventures ahead. ❝ and how did the night treat you, my friend ? ❞

[proditeur]

that dick is stronger than his nightmares is only somewhat reassuring; as their days drag onward regulus feels as though the things he sees in his own dreams are becoming reality. death and defeat and betrayal — mindflayers and their wretched ambitions, and those in the camp are mere victims caught in a trap that wasn't made for them. regulus doesn't enjoy being the fly in a spider's web.

"better than you, but it doesn't say much." dick's sleep wrought with torment, and regulus' dreams made of scantly-better stuff. at least he wasn't shouting aloud for others to hear... as far as he knows. "i remained awake for hours after i lay, trying to solve our little puzzle. i didn't get any closer to an answer." but he did count exactly three-hundred-and-seventy-seven stars. if that matters. "thank you, by the way. for watching my back yesterday."

[proditeur]

apropos of nothing, referring to regulus as a "witch" IS a form of dirty talk

[bllakcat]

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[proditeur]

i won't post too much personal tmi info on the dash but today i took medication for adhd for the first time in my life and it has been an absolute joy/doozy of a day 💖 ik this is just Day One and anything could happen but i am feeling so productive right now, and i hope this means i'll have the brain power to catch up on messages and write for y'all soon

[suncaptor]

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[cowboymusing]

[proditeur]

i haven't started invincible s3 yet because i'm so overwhelmed with Life right now, and i've been having a hard time doing much of anything outside a few replies or hc posts here and there. please trust that while my energy and focus are low, my interest is so high and i seriously cannot remember when i've been surrounded by so many people that just make me to write so bad.

[nightbins]

❝ ... may i have a kiss? ❞

❝ you're asking ? cute. ❞

the question brings a smile to his face, one admittedly a cocky and knowing. it was actually very endearing and charming, with all the politeness he's come to expect from @proditeur, but it was undeniably a little silly too. after all, they were dating. regulus could kiss him whenever he wanted and dick would happily reciprocate. and yet, he could hardly tease regulus for being a true gentleman, and the question truly did warm his heart. so he nods in reply, leaning in to press a gentle kiss to regulus' lips, his smile softer when he pulls away.

❝ you can have a kiss whenever you wan, darling. ❞

beyond salvation ━ accepting

[proditeur]

cute ! regulus' brows raise in mock affront, but if he's trying to look bothered then the spell breaks when dick leans down towards him. he lifts a hand, touches it gently to dick's jaw and cradles it against his fingertips. their kiss is quick, soft, and even when they pull away his hand remains — pushes back towards dick's neck and holds it there, for a moment staring silently into his gaze.

"whenever i want?" regulus pulls in a surprised breath, the corner of his mouth twisting upward, "that doesn't sound possible. what if you're busy? what if you're... 'working'? i'll test your promise someday, dickie."

[wildscream]

back is hunched, almost doubled over, as she tears into the raw prime rib. she feels a little like a captive lion. wondering, as the gristle sticks between her teeth, if they too desperately crave the feeling of blood coursing from freshly punctured arteries as they gnaw on chicken bones. the prime rib is a band-aid, until something more appealing shows itself. bare feet kick as canines dig in for another bite, bits of raw meat and a whisper of blood stains her cheeks.

( @proditeur ) — ❛ how undignified. ❜

at the voice, her chewing slows and with the back of her hand she wipes at her mouth. if it weren't for the delicious scent of power wafting off of him, she might have ignored his words and continued eating. this would have been a mercy. instead — still clenching the meat in red-stained hands — she turns on him. with a smile, her voice is quiet and sultry, "can't a girl eat steak in the park?"

she takes a step closer, all but forgetting the meat clutched in one hand now. with free hand she reaches out slowly, as if to touch his cheek, "you smell wonderful... what are you?"

[proditeur]

"..." what rush he felt in his fingertips upon approach turns to a cacophonous static in his ears when this creature turns to face him. outwardly calm and unfazed, he is an internal alarm; it vibrates the pulse in his wrists and bites at the back of his neck like a lioness pulling its cub from danger by the scruff. regulus watches patiently.

"a girl can do anything she likes in the park," however, as he says, undignified, "... but that looks remarkably uncomfortable." sticky slimy squelching — he surveys the carnage with an unperturbed curiosity and does not move until a hand reaches out towards him. regulus turns his cheek quietly away, perking the corner of his brow.

"i am a figment of your imagination. the smell you're referring to is pine and petrichor." a cologne of his own making. but regulus is sure that's not what she was referring to. "do you need a handkerchief?"

[proditeur]

hrhrhrngghghhh reglus ... let me smell you boy

" —SHIT !"

he feels a rush of pressure rise to his throat like every inner-organ trying to escape at once — and in some uncharacteristic display of panic and the human sense of self-preservation, regulus raises a hand and releases a scantly-mitigated blast of energy that erupts unto the beast like the crash of fireworks.

it's not his most powerful — regulus isn't entirely without restraint — but he does pity the poor fool who entered his library wearing... that.

regulus, panting and straightening with some effort, recovers from his surprise and regards the unfortunate thing with a hard-creased brow and his tone laced with displeasure, " ted, that had better not be you under there. "

[proditeur]

“Hey Reg,” Knox stands with his hands in his pockets, turning his grey eyes to Regulus, “are there any good Thai restaurants around here?”

"..." regulus' eyes flick upward and he at first regards knox like some kind of spectre — so lost in his work that he forgot he wasn't alone. he can tell by the gentle orange glow cast over them both that it's later than he realized it was, and quickly shovels an assortment of photographs and forms back into a folder – set aside.

"... you know, i don't. but i'm sure there must be." he turns back into his own memories, sorting through streets and storefronts for the places he's overlooked since first arriving. his phone is in his hand, typing out a favourite cafe that he knows might be close to... "oh, there is one. it's down by this way," he gestures with a quiet nod towards the southern part of the street. "can't say whether it's any good, but... it's not far from here?"

[proditeur]

thinking of the fact that regulus does not "use" magic so much as he is a magical thing — specifically in the context of him ( temporarily ) losing access to his magic and what that would do to him on an emotional and psychological level.

it's not something i've ever really explored in depth because it's heavy and mentally disastrous ( for him ). it's the worst kind of vulnerability. in his daily life regulus wields magic like another limb, an extension of his body, and to be without it is akin to losing that limb. like an octopus suddenly down to 2 tentacles. and besides the physical frustration of repeatedly trying to use something that isn't there is the fact that he's always been shielded and guarded by this magic — suddenly he is a turtle without a shell, he's naked, exposed and wholly vulnerable. problems he's always fixed with his power are now more serious and unavoidable; he's actively being hunted by more than one enemy and the tools and tricks he's always had in place have vanished.

scenarios in which he would lose his magic are related to over-use and over-extending himself; ie. fighting enormously powerful foes and completely depleting his energy. worst case scenario is he enters a sort of comatose hibernation for a few days or weeks and is completely vulnerable. better-case scenario is that he's just exhausted and weak and still awake but without his magic — though regulus would say that the first option is better because at least he doesn't have to suffer the mental weight of knowing he's without.

but given the circumstances, there's also the crushing reality that if the threat returns before regulus regains enough energy to wield his magic again, he's completely helpless. and he cares a lot less about himself in this scenario than he does everyone else. i'm useless! i can't help them! i can't protect anyone! i might have to watch them die! there's some question here about, if regulus feels this about himself then how does he feel about people who have no magic or powers at all? but in that case their tools, abilities and strategies are adjusted and effective for them. this is regulus not just without supernatural abilities but without all of the tools and strategies to which he's not only accustomed, but completely reliant upon.

this is a situation i'd like to explore properly in plots, albeit selectively given how heavy it can be to enter the headspace of someone who is quite frankly having a complete mental crashout.

[nightorne]

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[proditeur]

personal mental health thing—

in 30 minutes i have an appointment with a psychologist to see if i can start taking medication for adhd. i have never taken meds before and it hasn't even become a thought or possibility for me until very recently and i'm both nervous and excited. i've been resistant to trying medication even though my therapist kept recommending it but after a lot of searching and asking the other people in my life what their experiences are i think i really really should have done this sooner. i have no idea what's gonna come of this appt because it's not guaranteed she'll approve me or agree with my therapist but either way i'm VIBRATING sb hold my hand

[proditeur]

another thought-dump as i'm narrowing down on what i'd like my invincible verse (viltrumite) to look like — regulus is a very young viltrumite, likely born in a lab setting by two (as of yet unnamed) scientists attempting to see if they can produce a child invulnerable to the scourge virus. regulus was not the first attempt but he is the first and only one who survived.

he was raised in this lab setting for most of his life and is therefore sheltered, inexperienced with peoples and cultures outside of viltrum and the stories he's been told. he's largely science-minded and highly intelligent, albeit naive and ignorant ( at the start of his journey ).

he is physically-trained, powerful, and skilled. while regulus is highly empathetic ( which his parents try to quash, to some initial success ) this empathy does not hinder his ability to take a killshot. consistent with his canon universe, regulus is pragmatic and realistic and understands life as a contest of "kill or be killed." his ultimate disillusionment might make him slightly less-inclined to take a life but he will never pull his punches against enemies that he knows won't pull them with him.

[proditeur]

this post is partially about reg and partially about myself and what interests me when it comes to writing romantic, intimate, or other dynamics. aka why slow-burn relationships are so important to regulus as a character and me as a mun

this is more of a teaser to a larger post i'm working on but regulus is demisexual / demiromantic and his attraction for others is wholly based on their "self" as a whole. the total sum of who they are as a person, their goals and motivations, their humour and interests, their flaws. a person doesn't become physically attractive to him unless they meet the criteria of gaining his respect and admiration first — after which point they are beautiful, stunning. conversely, people who have generally attracted others on the basis of their physical beauty are relatively unnoticed by regulus. he's not particularly affected by their flirtations or presence specifically because his attraction is based on knowing them, and he doesn't. it doesn't mean that regulus doesn't recognize physical beauty and that he can't wear flirtatiousness as a mask, but he's not going to be wooed by fine eyes and beautiful hair.

because of this, slow-burn relationships are essential for him building an actual foundation for why he loves that person and why he's attracted to them. learning about them until he can recall the shape of their mind. if he hasn't been allowed to really develop something meaningful between the two of them, then he's not really attracted to or in love with them, and that bleeds into...

... that i myself have a really difficult time exploring relationships and dynamics that aren't focused on some kind of really deep emotional aspect, the tension, the origin of that relationship, setting up the building blocks that eventually result in the kisses, the intimacy, the love. it might be because i'm aroace and romantic relationships have never been a fixture for me in media — when i watch new shows or read new books i'm typically not drawn to romantic relationships and i don't walk away shipping characters together, even if they're together in canon. i'm indifferent — i just don't really think about it. in an rp context i do ship my character with others if i can explore that headspace, establish a strong foundation for how they met, how they got together, how they interact in a space, how that interaction transforms into romantic love. that's what really fascinates me and that's what draws me to a romantic ship.

in a lot of ways i've always felt like i struggled when it comes to writing ships ( and i definitely struggle to write usfw, which is incredibly rare on this blog ) because my interest and focus tend to be lesser-aligned with what other people are looking for. because of the way that i experience interest in romantic relationships i've always wondered if i come off as disinterested or any other type of way to my writing partners. i won't delve into that too much here because that's not the point but the point is that slow-burn relationships are really fascinating and important to me, but also to regulus as a character!!