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❝ To descend into the unknown alone is extremely brave... or extremely foolish. ❞
Jason Kolchek and Original Characters from The Dark Pictures Anthology: House of Ashes
Slow activity blog Multiverse and OC friendly JASON | MILLER | EMILY | RULES
Combining some of my blogs into a multimuse I haven’t yet set up properly, uncertain if I’ll shuffle Jason there too. Foul-mouthed hick (affectionate).
Jason as a baby:
the fruit of DESTRUCTION shall ripen within the foul womb of the martyred MOTHER, the spider eyed lamb shall bring JUDGEMENT of the lesser whore onto even the great whore who sitteth upon many waters. for from ezekiel’s nation the ENEMY shall be born. - the gospel of knoth, chapter 11
lynn langermann. outlast II. canon divergent. 18+. ABOUT. RULES. VERSES.
enokvirkow:
Enok stayed seated on the rock he had picked as his throne over the river. If Ji-Eun insisted… he had just offered help. H could for sure teach her one or two tricks. But she seemed determined to do it her way. If she had a certain technique, Enok wouldn’t even have suggested help. But she looked like she had not really caught a fish ever before. At least not with her bare hands.
And there seemed to be a deeper issue at hand.
I can’t rely on someone else all my life…
There was a sadness and anger to that sentence that Enok understood.
So he did not make a joking comment when the fish she had tried to catch slipped away - of course. He could have told her that she needed to actually hold onto it. Or that it swam that way. Or that her dinner was not as cooperative as she hoped. But Enok said none of that.
Instead he stayed seated on his rock, but smiled at Ji-Eun.
“Damn, you almost had it! That was a perfect pick! And nearly perfect catch. The next one is yours, I’m sure.”
Ji-Eun straightened up again with a deeply exhaled breath. She was more than a little annoyed, the failure felt like a huge disappointment. All she could wonder was what would her father think...
Though her attention shifted. Enok was so lively and full of enthusiasm. His determination rubbed off on her, how could it not, the way he spoke made her feel like this was possible. That she still had it in her.
“My father taught me how to catch fish like this in the river near our home.” she suddenly spoke, revealing a rare piece of information about herself. She didn’t often talk about home or her family. There was too much pain there. That was something Enok understood all too well. The happier days in their lives were dearly missed. Memories that, with time, were slowly fading.
Looking back to the water Ji-Eun started her slow approach again. She remembered those lessons... though she had only been a small girl. And admittedly she had never been very good at fishing.
Again, she made to strike for a fish, scooping it up and using the movement to twist and toss it towards the land. “AH!” Though her throw left something to be desired. The fish thrown straight at poor Enok.
[ STUDY ] : for your muse to join mine to study / read. ... Maybe Berbil joining miss Millie? :pleading:
MEME → First meeting prompts.
The library was a no-brainer when a person needed to knuckle down and prepare for a study session. Though Millie had never been one for closed in spaces inspiring a good flow of thought. That was why she sat in the bleachers far-flung from anyone else.
Were there many people outside? A few, mostly those running track to prepare for the upcoming fun run. Though like the sleepy little town it was named after, Greenwood High wasn't exactly a hive of activity. And so long as she kept her head down no one was likely to bother her.
... Until someone did.
"Eh?" she asked, almost sounding the part of an offended old woman about to chastise some kid.
Looking up with a squint she had to consider Vergil for a moment. He was in a grade below her, though with blended teaching they did share a few classes together. Such as Trigonometry, where few others were enrolled, and their age groups had to be lumped in together for convenience.
"Nuh-uh. Oh no you don't, no no no." she started to make a shooing motion. "You, Vergil Nihilis, are not coming up here all in my business for my good notes and taking a little glance and walking out with a solid A plus. Not happening." she paused a beat. "Unless you tell me what's in that bakery bag."
enokvirkow:
“If you need help catching fish for dinner, you only need to ask, y’know?”
“It’s not so simple.” Ji-Eun pointed out, had it been anyone else she may have snapped with more of a bite. But that wasn’t fair, not when this other person knew what it all felt like, to have their life taken and made to feel like property. Sighing then, she turned her head to regard him proper. “I have to learn. I can’t rely on someone else all my life. If I can’t catch my own fish... then I starve.” she turned back, went as far to hold up a finger so he wouldn’t talk and scare the fish away. Stooped over with her sleeves and skirts rolled up, she waded in the water, approaching slowly... and again she made to grab for a fish in one quick movement. The slippery thing escaping her hands easy. “MNHHH.”
✧ — ⋆ 𝐅𝐈𝐑𝐒𝐓 𝐌𝐄𝐄𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒 .
some ideas for first meeting prompts that may help break the ice between characters . feel free to amend contexts & roles where required ! violent & alcohol related prompts present .
[ BAR ] : for your muse to join mine at a bar [ DINER ] : for your muse to join mine at a diner / restaurant [ SAVE ] : for your muse to step in to save my muse in a fight [ FAKE ] : for your muse to pretend to know my muse in public to save them from a difficult encounter [ RUN ] : for your muse to grab my muse’s hand and tell them to run [ STEAL ] : for your muse to try to steal from my muse ( pickpocketing , in their home etc – feel free to specify context ! ) [ STUDY ] : for your muse to join mine to study / read [ PICNIC ] : for your muse to join mine on a picnic [ FIRST DATE ] : for your muse to meet mine for a first date [ BREAK IN ] : for our muses to break in somewhere together [ ATTACK ] : for your muse to try to attack mine ( specify context ! ) [ DANCE ] : for your muse to invite mine to dance [ PAY ] : for your muse to pay for my muse’s item(s) ( specify context ! ) [ TAXI ] : for our muses to share a taxi ride somewhere [ CAR ] : for your muse to jump in my muse’s car and tell them to drive [ LOCKED OUT ] : for your muse to be locked out of their apartment & to ask for help from mine [ DIY ] : for your muse to ask mine for help with diy in their home [ DARE ] : for your muse to approach mine on a dare [ PATCH ] : for your muse to help mine with an injury [ COMFORT ] : for your muse to comfort mine [ SWIM ] : for your muse to throw mine into the sea / a river / pool ( specify ! ) [ RESTRAINED ] : for our muses to be tied up together [ CRY ] : for your muse to find mine crying [ KIDNAP ] : for your muse to kidnap mine [ DRUNK ] : for your muse to look after mine while drunk [ ZOMBIE ] : for our muses to be caught in a zombie attack together [ TRAPPED ] : for our muses to be trapped somewhere together ( stuck in a storm ? kidnapped together ? dodgy lock on a door ? ) [ WARN ] : for your muse to warn mine of incoming danger [ COFFEE SHOP ] : for your muse to join mine at a coffee shop / café [ WORK ] : for your muse to help train mine on the first day of their job [ ROOMMATES ] : for your muse to be my muse’s roommate ( feel free to specify whether in a college or a regular setting ! ) [ BOOKSHOP ] : for our muses to meet in a bookshop [ EVENT ] : for our muses to meet at a charity event [ FUNDRAISING ] : for our muses to team up to raise money for charity ( feel free to specify potential ideas ! ) [ COMPETITORS ] : for our muses to be rivals in a competition [ KARAOKE ] : for our muses to sing karaoke together [ MUTUAL FRIEND ] : for our muses to meet through a mutual friend [ STOOD UP ] : for your muse to join mine on a date after noticing that they have been stood up [ MISSION ] : for our muses to meet on a mission [ UNDERCOVER ] : for your muse to approach mine while undercover [ MUSUEM ] : for our muses to meet at a museum [ ABANDONED ] : for our muses to meet in an abandoned building [ STARGAZING ] : for our muses to meet while stargazing [ ROOFTOP ] : for your muse to find mine on a rooftop
@reiivusu
“Hello, emergency services? There’s a weapon on the loose... his name is Ravus, he’s being stubborn about his old uniform and the buttons on that thing are lethal. Hello??”
severe injury (for cowboy?)
MEME → Tagged appropriately.
The months following Jason's 'descent into hell' as he affectionally called it hadn't been easy, though they proved rewarding. Rose hadn't forgotten him and true to her nature she visited upon him in the dead of night, unannounced, and led him to look around his own home as though he were chasing a thief skulking in the dark.
That night had marked the beginning of his mercenary work. It was an offer he couldn't refuse, nor would he, the world didn't have room for the war torn men and women who returned from deployment, much less one with an unbelievable story. He'd rather put his skill to some use than end up a veteran in debt, or even homeless.
To cede the role of leadership had been the biggest adjustment. Jason wasn't new to having a chain of command but he was certainly back on the bottom rung. It had been the cause of some few, or many, 'disagreements'.
So, when he was alerted to the clamber of another body in his new home he wouldn't have stopped himself from cursing even if he tried. "Fuckin' Rose, cut it out with this bullshit," he stormed, knowing all to well exactly who had invited themselves into his private space.
Tense, like a tightly wound coil, Jason seemed ready to unload some months worth of pent-up frustrations... until he laid eyes on the situation. Like a switch, he went from anger to militant. Already pacing to retrieve a med kit to sort out this bloody horror that had landed on his new carpeting.
"Don't even start," he warned, "y' can't guarantee y'll always come back. Tell me everything. What happened, n' will there be any shrapnel?"
﹟ kissing it better﹕ sender kisses receiver after bandaging them up . (for Miss Ji-Eun owo)
MEME → Tagged appropriately.
It was little wonder Ji-Eun yet lived and breathed. Though the injury wasn't severe, the threat against her life had been unrivalled. The chancellor had betrayed Niflheim. Had infected the country at its core and set in motion an insurmountable tide of dark and despair.
Her anger roiled any other feeling she had in the moment. Listening to Ardyn proudly confess to his deeds, poised to attack the high commander who had been felled and laid vulnerable on the metal flooring.
The decision had already been made. She leapt into motion and landed bodily between the disgraced chancellor and Ravus. Her gunblade caught the purple crackle of his weapon. He would have to go through her. And, truly, he would have. Though fate had smiled on her that day and the arrival of another stole all of Ardyn's attention. He left them to fend against the daemons. That is exactly what she did.
In the aftermath it was evident Ji-Eun had suffered a gash to her arm. The scythe had caught her, the magic discolouring her skin. It was painful having it tended to but it needed to be done. No matter how cruel a task it was, Ravus undertook it all with firm care. After all, they couldn't risk infection.
When all was said and done, it wasn't so bad. Some few tears had been spilled but in the absence of pain relief it was hardly a weakness.
Perhaps that was what drove Ravus to press a gentle, chaste kiss upon her brow. Ji-Eun immediately looked up and caught his gaze. It was a long and tense moment before she offered a barely-there twitch of a smile. 'I'm fine' was what she wished to say. Instead she reached her hand to give his remaining one a squeeze. 'Stay with me', she implied, not wishing to be left alone on the med ward bed.
𝑻𝑨𝑮𝑮𝑬𝑫 𝑨𝑷𝑷𝑹𝑶𝑷𝑹𝑰𝑨𝑻𝑬𝑳𝒀 . ( a collection of prompts taken from some common & uncommon tags used on ao3 . mature themes are present , add “ + reverse ” to reverse roles . )
﹟ pining﹕ receiver is pining over sender . ﹟ love confessions﹕ receiver confesses their love for sender . ﹟ threats of violence﹕ receiver threatens sender with violence . ﹟ first kiss﹕ sender & receiver have their first kiss . ﹟ kissing it better﹕ sender kisses receiver after bandaging them up . ﹟ sexual tension﹕ sender & receiver endure sexual tension . ﹟ character death﹕ receiver faces the aftermath of sender’s death . ﹟ domestic fluff﹕ receiver & sender share a moment of domesticity . ﹟ recovering together﹕ sender & receiver recover from a bad experience together . ﹟ first meetings﹕ receiver meets sender for the first time . ﹟ love confessions﹕ sender confesses their love to receiver . ﹟ crack treated seriously﹕ a crack interaction written seriously . ﹟ amnesia﹕ sender is suffering from amnesia & doesn’t recognize receiver . ﹟ fix-it﹕ a moment in sender & receiver’s relationship rewritten to have a positive outcome , from the receiver’s pov . ﹟ getting together﹕ sender & receiver give into their feelings for each other . ﹟ canon rewrite﹕ rewrite a canon scene from receiver’s point of view . ﹟ betrayal﹕ receiver is betrayed by sender . ﹟ nicknames﹕ receiver uses a nickname when addressing sender . ﹟ nightmares﹕ sender wakes receiver from a nightmare . ﹟ panic attacks﹕ sender finds receiver having a panic attack . ﹟ severe injury﹕ sender comes to receiver after being severely injured . ﹟ flashbacks﹕ receiver has flashbacks involving sender . ﹟ fakeout makeout﹕ sender & receiver use PDA to provide a cover for their fake relationship . ﹟ possessive behavior﹕ receiver shows possessiveness over sender . ﹟ introspection﹕ a study on a thought receiver has had about sender . ﹟ missing scene﹕ a ‘missing scene’ between sender & receiver . ﹟ feelings realization﹕ receiver realizes they have feelings for sender . ﹟ unsent texts﹕ a text from receiver to sender that was never sent . ﹟ secret relationship﹕ sender & receiver have a secret relationship . ﹟ sharing a bed﹕ sender & receiver have to share a bed . ﹟ lost love﹕ sender & receiver break up . ﹟ wedding planning﹕ sender & receiver are planning their wedding . ﹟ morning after﹕ receiver wakes up next to sender after sex . ﹟ unresolved tension﹕ sender & receiver endure unresolved tension . ﹟ almost kiss﹕ one time sender & receiver almost kissed . ﹟ fake/pretend relationship﹕ sender & receiver are faking a relationship . ﹟ scars﹕ sender broaches the topic of receiver’s scar/s . ﹟ tooth-rotting fluff﹕ a ridiculously sweet moment between sender & receiver . ﹟ friendzone﹕ receiver is friend - zoned by sender . ﹟ making up﹕ sender & receiver make up after a fight . ﹟ reunions﹕ sender & receiver reunite after some time apart . ﹟ manipulation﹕ sender shows manipulative behavior with receiver . ﹟ eventual smut﹕ a fade - to - black of sender and receiver . ﹟ self indulgent﹕ receiver picks any prompt from this meme to write .
… 𝑴𝑼𝑺𝑬 𝑺𝑷𝑬𝑪𝑰𝑭𝑰𝑪
﹟ protective [ … ]﹕ receiver shows protectiveness over sender . ﹟ [ … ] needs sleep﹕ sender finds receiver sleep - deprived . ﹟ [ … ] needs a hug﹕ sender , sensing they need one , gives receiver a hug . ﹟ [ … ] is a little shit﹕ sender does their best to get on receiver’s nerves . ﹟ jealous [ … ]﹕ receiver shows jealousy over sender . ﹟ touch-starved [ … ]﹕ sender is touch - starved & receiver notices . ﹟ worried [ … ]﹕ receiver is worried about sender & approaches them about it . ﹟ [ … ] whump﹕ sender has been severely hurt , receiver learns about it . ﹟ dark [ … ]﹕ receiver is in a dark / warped state of mind . ﹟ [ … ] can’t keep secrets﹕ receiver spills a secret to sender .
LEE SI YOUNG FOR DAESANGWELLIFE
reiivusu:
[╳] || Much had been involved in planning for today, and he was determined to see it through ‘til the end. The schedule had been organised so as to leave no margin of error ; everyone had been assigned their places, the Emperor’s personal guards would see him to the border of Lucis, and key personnel would be on stand-by to respond to any situation that might occur.
All being well, nothing would go wrong. The Emperor would enter the Citadel, the treaty would be signed, and everyone would return to Gralea without incident or injury. He had heard quiet talk of such optimism among some of the soldiers - but the Deputy High Commander was too much of a cynicist to be so hopeful. After all these years, it took the Wall being reduced so much before Lucis’s King had accepted the offer of the treaty. Only when his beloved city was at risk otherwise.
One of the few he knew he could count on, without question, was the very woman that stood before him. Her salute was acknowledged with a curt nod before he began to walk, pleased to see Ji-Eun fell into step with him as easily as ever. “Good.” A mental checklist was run over once again. His weapons were stored safely with his other personal belongings in the airship he favoured, and most of the soldiers would be on airships by now as well, or on their way there.
His own additional plans would be implemented once the treaty signing was underway.
So, Ravus shook his head. “Everything has been prepared. All we need do now is make our way to Lucis, and accompany the Emperor to the signing ceremony.” He would trust that in asking, Ji-Eun was also informing him that her own preparations had been made and she was also ready to depart.
“Tant que vous avez vos manières.” Ji-Eun quipped in his mother tongue. It was an incredibly tongue-in-cheek remark coming from a military advisor whose solitary purpose was to keep Ravus aligned with Niflheim’s best interests. The hint of a smile was more than enough evidence of her lack of remorse.
She had to keep her finger on the pulse. Every hour of every day, she read the room. It was a loosely guarded secret that the former-Prince felt embittered by the betrayal of King Regis. The father who saved his own son and ran away while Tenebrae’s royal family was torn asunder. Those feelings, while understandable, presented a problem in this grandeur endeavour for peace-keeping.
Though Ji-Eun wasn’t a fool. Told one thing, while the reality bustled around them in the airship landing. This voyage was a militarised one. Either there was classified intel about King Regis’ intentions, or Emperor Aldercapt’s.
“This signing ceremony.” she echoed in a thoughtful tone. “I find it bizarre that I have been barred from attending meetings in the lead-up. I am, after all, supposed to be your advisor.” Boarding the airship she remained ever at Ravus’ side, not even he could outrun a conversation with her. “I can’t do my job if I’m not given all the information. Is there anything I should know before we land in Lucis?”
reiivusu:
[╳] || Oh? Well, Ravus would not deny someone so earnest, and so he took a seat as well - not without effort, given that he had several considerably large bruises concealed beneath his clothing, but Serah did not need to be informed of any of that. Truth be told, his preference was that she assumed he was simply getting old.
He listened to her ‘ report ’ with as much attention as he would have afforded any of the soldiers, if not more, and remained quiet so she could speak uninterrupted. He had to agree with the opinion that Serah’s mother was likely remaining close by due to missing her… and in case of any emergencies. The notice to evacuate could be given with little to no warning, so of course a mother would not wish to be far from her children.
“I see.” He would have to track down some more information regarding those new people, if only to ease his own concerns for the settlement’s longevity. For them to have been accepted past the gates was a heartening sign though… and he nudged those thoughts away for the time being, in favour of returning his attention to Serah and dipping his head for her to whisper -
- and he chuckled. “That was kind of you. You have my thanks, Miss Serah.” Ravus glanced around before adding quietly, “Would you allow me to share some with you? It seems only fair, since you were the one to find it.”
“I’m sharin’ with you!” Serah declared with a bubbly giggle, thinking it was very funny that Ravus thought he was the one who brought this amazing treat. Then she lifted a finger to shush him as though he had been the one to make a commotion. “It’s still a secret. We have to be very quiet.”
That was Enok’s influence seeping through. He was a natural around the younger folk of the settlement, always animated in the way he spoke with them. Even the way she held her finger up had been a mimicry of his dramatic hushing. It was all a big game. The children all thought they had gotten away with something spectacular when in reality their parents all knew about it... they had to, it was a risk to simply give little one’s food not knowing if they would have a reaction.
“You have to give your report first.” Shuffling around she came to rest on her knees, dragging herself closer until she all but bumped into his crossed leg. The reason for her movement? Ravus liked to draw. He usually brought something back from his travels and she was eager to be first in line and first to see! That would earn a lot of bragging rights.
