QWERTY

sometimes , first impressions trump your resume

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is becoming a hero really out of reach?

[ ❖ ] QWERTYBYTE. ⋯ a look into rotten politics, unwilling facades, the ups and downs of youth, and technological banes. Ah Zac and Wang Nuonuo from To Be Hero X. Canon-divergent and headcanon-influenced. AU / multiverse / multiship. ( mun is 21+ , indie , semi-selective. follows from @timeislikemusic )  affiliations: tbd.  blog roll: lc mumu (main) , tbhx queen , tbhx hero x , bsd mumu

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THE MUSES ⋯

name: Ah Zac (阿扎) height: 170 cm occupation: CEO of FOMO name: Wang Nuonuo (王诺诺) age: twenty years old height: 172 cm occupation: manager of Luo Li at FOMO

THE MUN ⋯

❖ I am 21+ and go by any pronouns. Discord is selectively handed out upon request. I have no triggers, but don't constantly bring up SA, SH, and suicide without warning. ❖ My main blog is @timeislikemusic. I follow from there. It also usually takes priority for me. (Any other Link Click fans, please consider joining our RPC! I’ll welcome you warmly haha) ❖ Struggling in the working world currently. Please have patience with my response times. Additionally, I write based on my interests, not in the order asks / replies come in. RP is a hobby and I treat it as such.

THE RULES ⋯

❖ I write multipara + third person; no pressure to match. May forgo an icon if I'm short on time!    ･ Keep in mind that mun ≠ muse. No metagaming or godmodding. Common RP courtesies apply. Tag your discourse. Communicate if something is bugging you. Try to practice reblog karma. So on, so forth. ❖ I have vision complications which make extremely spaced-out text hard to read, so please don’t format replies with super large indents all over the place or in between words. ❖ Always specify muse. Otherwise, your ask could go ignored. ❖ I may write crossovers or verses within fandoms I know, such as Link Click, Bungo Stray Dogs, Alien Stage, and Haikyuu. Duplicates welcome! ( Adult OCs who want to interact should have an about page. I want to get to know your character! ) ❖ Triggering content will be tagged as #cw [topic] to the best of my ability. Let me know if you need something specific!    ･ Although I’m an adult, and I may write USFW content on this blog, any weird asks will be ignored. It’s not my priority. ❖ I occasionally softblock if I see no interest in interactions after an extended period of time. It’s nothing personal; just curating my space to people who actively write with me! You can always refollow.    ･ On the flip side, if you want to cut all ties with me forever ( no hard feelings lol ), please hardblock. I’m super forgetful and don’t want to refollow / cause you discomfort by accident!

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抱抱。

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[ ❖ ] Looks around. What’s the consensus on how Youzi views E-Soul / Yang Cheng now? We don’t get to see anything from him or Xia Qing after Yang Cheng’s arc finalizes. He was Yang Cheng’s first believer and hyped him every step of the way, even when it came down to the crush on his sister, because Yang Cheng saved his life.

After the fight, I wonder what Xia Qing told him. I wonder if he watched it on the news, no longer sure who he was rooting for. I wonder if he grieved Yang Cheng at all. I wonder if he knows who E-Soul is now, or if he’s in some type of denial.

Would he want to find out? Gestures to TBHX’s trend of making heroes out of children. Last we see him, Youzi is almost at the age where he could be picked up by an agency. In the current canon, could he be a hero trying to worm his way up the ranks? If he gets close enough to E-Soul, maybe he thinks he can smack some sense into him. “Why did you leave my sister and me behind? What was more important than the family you had with us?” So on, so forth.

It’d continue the tragic trend of E-Souls being villainized by their biggest fan if nothing else lol

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accidentally bumps into nuonuo as he’s carrying two full bags of groceries he got on sale. “ oh, sorry! ” could he have had someone else get these for him? yes. did he? nope because old habits die hard. he’s still a broke boy at heart. perhaps he should’ve though, lest he risks knocking over more people. regardless, he sets his stuff down to help her up. “ are you alright? i’m so, so sorry! “

∙ ∙ ∙ WHY DOES THIS KIND OF THING ALWAYS HAPPEN ? Nuonuo topples over, wincing when she hits the ground. “ I’m sorry! ” she exclaims. She’s yet to process what happened, and already, she has assumed she is the one to blame, all vocal cues to the contrary. “ I’m okay. Are you? I wasn’t looking where I was going. ” Fumbling with her phone, she accidentally hangs up on the person she’d called. The device is shoved into her pocket as she reaches for the hand offered to her.

“ It’s my fault, I’m so sorry, I— Oh my gosh. ” The stranger she looks to bears no unfamiliar face. A top hero — Lin Ling, the Commoner — stands before her. Nuonuo crumbles. Sensation dwindles from her legs, and she slides rather unceremoniously back to the ground, hands over her mouth to keep her from blabbering more apologetic nonsense.

Luo Li is never going to let her live this down. Once Nuonuo shares her story, she won’t hear the end of it. It won’t even matter that she made this last-minute shopping trip to pick up their favorite sodas as a surprise. There’s no way.

…It wouldn’t come as a shock if by now, all of Hero Tower knew her as That One Girl who makes a fool of herself every chance she gets. Does she have the worst luck? Flustered, Nuonuo inhales deeply. “ Your stuff. ” Lin Ling set his bags to the side, but still, she’s worried. Sheepish, she laughs. “ I didn’t break any eggs or anything, did I? ”

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he slides her a takeout bag with a burger inside and a small fry. Fatherly instincts would tell him she’s likely skipped her meals today overworking. ( from ghostblade !!!)

∙ ∙ ∙ SECONDS TICK BY . Nuonuo barely glances from her work at first, scrutinizing the contraption on her desk. Her posture is almost as atrocious as the sound her stomach makes when she finally smells food. Embarrassed, she scoots sharply upright, and— Oh.

Nuonuo rubs the back of her neck. “ Aha… Hi. How’d you know? ” With a thankful bow of her head, she opens the bag. Inside is not just a burger, but a fry. Her chest warms. She wonders if Ghostblade knew she’d skipped lunch, or if he just sensed something was wrong. Having a father to look out for her now is new.

Not unwelcome. Just new. “ Will you share the fries with me? I’m not sure I can eat them all on my own. ” Is that subtle enough? She has no idea how to ask for time with him. More accurately, she has no idea if she can ask for time like that, when he’s already gone out of his way to bring her something.

New, her mind echoes. New. She wants to learn who he is. What he likes. How his mind works. All of it. …Is that too much?

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[ ❖ ] Good morning... Woke up thinking about Zac and Johnny. A friend and I talked about them a while back on Discord, and they're still on my mind.

There's gotta be a reason Johnny was able to get away with as much as he did in his arc -- when his manager came to round him up, he mentioned what Johnny told Zac when asking to sign with FOMO, and that really solidified them as friends for me. We see in the future that Johnny's spirit is rekindled, and he wants to train with Queen and Cyan, and I just :(

I'm soft about his development and how Zac was his boss through it all. Any other CEO would've kicked an uncooperative hero to the curb. Looks at Old E-Soul. Yeah. Also, I would need to double-check, but I swear they were playing the same fighting game at some point?? Gaming buddies ftw?

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FOMO’s Clown

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[ ❖ ] TBHX blogs will be getting priority for a little while now because I suddenly have so many asks for them, and it's making me very happy... Thank you all so so much :( I'm gonna try to catch up as best I can over this weekend!

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Texts From Last Night Starter Sentences

Is this a genuine concern or are you just drunk?

I just walked into a room at this party and someone yelled "dibs!"…

I literally forgot his name and just started calling him "waffles"

You googled " I want to buy a live ostrich". I'd say you were pretty wasted.

Almost accidentally stole a baby… explain later

Its 8 in the morning and I wouldn't pass a breathalyzer test, How's your day been?

I've fallen from my one moral pedestal

This is going to sound stupid but when I was drunk and thought I was a stripper where I did toss my pants?

Does anyone know why "math wizard" is written on my arm?

I have a feeling that after last night, i'm not just going to hell. i'm going to hell on a full scholarship. free admission bitches

Fun fact: drinking me now steals weaponry

Hey sorry about last night. can I come pick up my tooth?

So… Apparently, "Home" isn't the correct response when a cop asks for your address…

I ate the last cupcake. I'm sorry. It was in the refrigerator mocking me. So I ate it. And it was glorious. But I'm sorry.

When I woke up in the parking lot today I decided it is not a good idea to hang out with you anymore.

Just so we both are on the same page, I have no solid plans as to where I'll be sleeping tonight.

I want to know him. He looks like he makes really good breakfast burritos.

I feel like a pet sloth would complement my lifestyle.

defrosting a beer in the microwave. no sparks so far.

So then the officer asked you how you were getting home and you told him "very carefully"

I'm sorry I put you in the washing machine. I honestly thought you would fit.

I have drunkenly angered a family of raccoons. Please send help immediately.

It's like a challenge who can be the biggest embarrassment to the family. I win 80% of the time.

Dude, you flipped off a cat from my balcony and yelled at it to get a house

Can i have the words "she went crazy and never came back" written on my grave?

Sorry, I was trapped in a small closet behind a washer. What's up?

Do you think i can make that microwavable cake stuff with vodka instead of water?

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Hero-related reaction images are probably crazy in-universe

Close-up of the Wang Yi with / without noise fx :

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[shirmart]

One more TBHX meme

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nuonuo is not really a fan-meet attender. however. there's a first time for everything. her fingers tremble as she slides over her gift for nice: a handkerchief she custom-embroidered with his logo. the stitches are neat. even. she would accept nothing short of perfect for him. " thank you for all your hard work this year. "

​` 𖥔 ݁₊ 𐔌 . ⋮ it    can    take    a    lifetime    to    build    trust,    while    looking    at    someone    the    wrong    way    could    be    enough    to    have    it    all    come    crashing    down    —    nice    truly    hated    his    fans,    a    quiet,    simmering    disdain    tucked    neatly    behind    polished    smiles.    young    women    who    jumped    barriers    to    touch,     men    who    compared    him    to    a    queen    with    crude,    sexist    remarks    poorly    disguised    as    admiration,    strangers    who    believed    they    owned    some    part    of    him,    entitled    to    his    presence,    that    ran    into    the    danger    he    was    trying    to    save    them    from.    even    though,    the    paragon    shows    nothing    but    kindness    to    the    blading    man    before    him,    every    movement    measured,    every    gesture    rehearsed    to    perfection,    shaking    his    sweaty    hands    despite    the    wave    of    revulsion.    that    persona    of    perfection    never    dropping,    not    even    for    a    fleeting    second,    with    the    line    of    people    this    event    managed    to    draw    in,    he    couldn't    risk    even    the    slightest    falter.

grey    hair    is    next    in    line,    soft    and    unassuming    amidst    the    chaos,    a    small    girl    still    looking    rather    nervous    —    a    sign    he    appreciates    far    more    than    the    brutish    teens    that    completely    forget    throwing    themselves    on    him    could    very    well    get    the    grown    man    in    trouble.

❛❛    您好    ❜❜     a    polite    greeting    and    a    sweet    smile,    practised    enough    to    deceive.    he    watches    her    shaky    hands,    sees    her    offering    and    hums,    taking    it    into    his    hands,    careful,    deliberate,    as    though    it    were    something    far    more    precious    than    it    appeared.    soft    fabric    ran    between    finger    tips,    crystalline    hues    taking    notice    of    embroidery    before    returning    to    her,    his    gaze    softened    just    enough    to    reassure.    ❛❛    谢谢你,    truly,    it's    my    honour    to    have    been    trusted    in    a    position    to    help    as    many    people    as    i    can    ❜❜    a    small    pause,    perfectly    timed,    silence    rehearsed,    placing    the    handkerchief    down    with    the    utmost    care,    each    movement    slow,    intentional,    leaving    no    room    for    misinterpretation.    ❛❛    what's    your    name .ᐣ    i'd    love    to    be    able    to    put    a    name    to    this    gift    whenever    i    use    it    ❜❜

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∙ ∙ ∙ NUONUO HAD AN IDEA , of course, for what a figure as elegantly poised as Nice would do when she approached. A saccharine greeting is nothing compared to the tender way he holds her gift, fabric not even crinkled beneath his touch. She wants to melt and cry all at once, but something keeps her rooted in place, and she turns red instead. A blush spreads from her ears to her cheeks to her nose.

Does this mean he likes it? She hopes so. At the very least, he’ll see the work she put into it and feel her trust, right? Gosh. She’s not sure why this makes her so nervous. Do others care this much about what he thinks of them? Her eyes flit about the crowd. Some fans are pushing and shoving one another. She shivers, still jostled from when she was waiting for her turn. Others are holding their phones up, more interested in profiting on FOMO than experiencing this moment for themselves.

That’s something Nuonuo could never understand. Even when they emerge to shake Nice’s hand, they have their phone clutched tight, desperate to snap a good pic. They film every moment without actually being present. When they look back on this, it’ll be through the lens of the camera, and not through their own memory.

“ Y-You do more than help, ” she manages. More than in a physical sense, anyway, she thinks. “ I don’t… think anyone is being helped right now. ” They’re not in danger. This is for publicity’s sake, but regardless, he’s spending time on them. It’s because of that — because of his devoted patience — that Nuonuo gets to have a moment here, when she never has before. “ I want you to know that we, I, uh… It’s appreciated. ”

Was that the right thing to say? She should’ve worded it better. The vocabulary she was praised for throughout her education has, miraculously, vanished. There’s barely anything left in her head save for flustered static. What a poor impression she must be leaving. She hangs her head, wringing her hands together. “ My name is Wang Nuonuo. I’d like that. If you used it, I mean. ” It was made to be used.

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[ ❖ ] Thinking a lot about OG E-Soul. I’m doing a very slow rewatch of TBHX, and I just finished the E-Soul arc, so he’s on my mind. The tragedy I see from him is that, well before the confrontation with Yang Cheng, he already felt dead.

When he mentions how little he values the Commission’s rankings, I first assumed he disliked them as a concept. It turns heroics into something performative. Now that I consider it again, I realize he still plays by their rules. He tolerates their press conferences, their merch promotions, and their social campaigns. It’s also said how little he does hero work nowadays — and is this just because he’s old? Surely not. We know how much his career matters to him. His ideals are essential to his being and have been steadfast since he took down Zero.

More likely: he’s tired. E-Soul is a puppet for the Commission, much like Firm Man. He goes through the motions and maintains appearances because being E-Soul is his whole life, but he’s no longer happy. Not with the Commission, not with society, not with other heroes. Not with himself, for that matter. He doesn’t want to keep going.

I think he knew what would happen when he used Lightning Slash. Yang Cheng had the drive to kill him. That was obvious. When pushed into this corner, maybe E-Soul could tell his time was up. Someone else had come to take his place. You can’t teach an old dog new tricks. Inevitably, the people would seek a replacement.

This makes me question his ordeal with the mask as well. I feel like Yang Cheng keeps his mask on as E-Soul now because of a mix of things ( guilt, shame, regret ). When he wrecks all of his belongings portraying E-Soul, the hero he once admired, I additionally believe he was projecting part of his resentment towards himself about Shang Chao’s death. He can’t bear to face who he’s become, a foil to Lin Ling’s development, and he can’t forgive his hesitation. Consequently, this makes me wonder if OG E-Soul held similar sentiments, possibly regarding Zero?

Zero was once a hero with friends by their side, beloved by all, up until Fear took control. And E-Soul had to kill them. I wonder if, until that point, E-Soul had ever murdered anyone. The real reason he never used Lightning Slash afterwards might not be due to the defenseless state it puts him in. He just knows it’s lethal. Was there a way to save Zero, either by preventing their downfall or by reversing the Fear’s effects? No one can say anymore. They’re dead, and E-Soul took that from them.

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AU where the ruins incident doesn't happen and instead Luo Tong and Ghostblade become insufferable in-laws

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Miss you

[ ❖ ] I miss everyone here too!!! I talked about it more in a post from my main, but there was;; a lot on my mind irl. I didn't handle it healthily or fairly to the people I know, either, and I'm sorry about that :(

I can't quite say this with the "New Year" hype anymore, but: here's to doing better. Let's all love ourselves a little more this year and be kind to each other as much as we can.

[timeislikemusic]

[ ✖ ] Semi-back from my hiatus... TLDR: I went through a lot since last year, but I hope to return to Tumblr stuff bit by bit. The plan is to clean up my blogs a little and get into the swing of writing these muses again!

For those who are curious, there was more than one death in my family, and my mental health plummeted, worsened by unemployment. I'm so sorry to all of my moots who I wasn't able to communicate with! I got into such a bad headspace, I couldn't bring myself on Tumblr at all without assuming I'd just be... You know. Bad company. :(

It's silly in hindsight, and I'm trying to work on myself + my well-being as best I can. Thank you to everyone for your patience <3