Ayo mb i forgot abt this acc 😭😭 also if we can keep it super duper real.... my ass is NAWT up to date w milgram 😓 i only know abt the little bits (theyre not really little bits theyre actually like huge things that affected the story intensely) but like u know what i mean
If u wanna catch me up on the milgram stuff that would be pr chill 🤓 it just might take a while bc ive just been busy w stuff in general and its sucked my creative juices out/havent had the time to think of a plot
"so i see you chose the guilty verdict for prisoner 11... not surprising. after all, i did imply that you should. with that being said, kotoko went straight for them as soon as they received their judgment. and the results?
uninjured.
also not surprising. despite their... character, prisoner eleven is quite strong. strong enough to go against kotoko with a baseball bat.
she grew frustrated with her lack of progress and moved on. all i will say is her new item request will be denied.
the other prisoners realized their strength and have chosen to either distance themselves or keep the prisoner close.
regarding the guilty verdict, it seems that prisoner eleven has not changed. though, it appears that they are drinking and smoking more often. hopefully the stress of milgram is getting to them. as unlikely as that is...
as for the lack of video, it, unfortunately, is out of my control. i am not too sure what the issue is, but i do have two theories.
the first being that their mental is too strong for milgram's technology to get past that barrier. this would prove to be quite the issue. however, breaking them down would likely resolve this issue. if only there was a way.
my second theory goes that there is nothing to look at. i believe that this theory is less probable than the first. as we saw, despite mikoto being unconscious during his sin, it was possible to take his alter's perspective. if this were the case, prisoner eleven either has too many alters or completely erased any traces of this memory like deleting a file.
disgusting. running away from their guilt. erasing it. that is only if they managed do that, of course.
there certainly is a lot going on in everyone's minds, but i'll leave that for them to tell you.
first trial. what are everyone's thoughts of prisoner eleven?
tw/cw: cursing, mentions of drinking, smoking and threats
jackalope
"prisoner eleven. i would deem them one of the more interesting prisoners of milgram. also one of the more dangerous ones. who knows what they can do really. only time will tell."
es
"seriously a pain in the ass. out of all the prisoners, prisoner eleven is the most difficult to get information out of, but... when you do, it's the most rewarding. hopefully they won't cause too much trouble to the other prisoners. as much as i dislike everyone, i dislike prisoner eleven the most."
haruka
"prisoner eleven? oh! um... they're alright i guess. they keep me company and actually made me laugh a few times. though, i can't help but feel restless around them at times... it's not their fault though! i'm probably just overthinking it..."
yuno
"i like prisoner eleven! they give me a lot of attention, and i can joke around with them quite often. i feel like i don't really have to force myself with them. they can get a little too cynical for my liking sometimes, but other than that, they're like a good person to talk to!"
fuuta
"fuck prisoner eleven. i can't stand listening to them talk. it's like they know all the right times to piss me off. they're a fucking freak and that's all i know."
muu
"muu's first interaction with prisoner eleven was when they came up to me and called muu pretty. but after that, they just kept teasing muu about not knowing french... i was raised in japan."
shidou
"the most like a child out of all the prisoners. prisoner eleven is quite a refreshing character, but i am concerned for them at times. it seems like they're keeping up an act, but at the same time, that could just be how they are. i wonder if they even sleep. their eye bags seem to say otherwise."
mahiru
"prisoner eleven feels like someone i could truly love. out of all the prisoners, they keep me company the most! i like all the other prisoners, of course, but i think i like prisoner eleven the most! plus, they let me doll them up often!"
kazui
"if there isn't someone laughing at my joke, prisoner eleven isn't there. they always give me the biggest reactions to them, and i always appreciate it. i also found out that they're surprisingly a lightweight! are they even allowed to drink?"
amane
"prisoner eleven acts more like a kid than me, so i don't wanna hear any other prisoner say i'm like a kid! i once asked them to teach me something educational, and they told me they flunked school! i'm twelve. surely they know something i don't."
mikoto
"prisoner eleven is a pretty eccentric person. one time i blacked out, and when i woke up, they were smoking with the others. they then put a cig in my hand and offered a lighter. who influenced them?"
kotoko
"i'm hoping for prisoner eleven to be guilty, so i can beat the shit out of them with my bat. if i'm being honest, i don't think i could keep up with them if we went hand to hand. they're the type of person i want to get rid of the most."
a/n: i do not condone starting smoking or drinking or flunking out of school. stay in school. and don't do drugs.
I was hoping I could request ningguang x artist reader who uses she/her pronouns, where ningguang finds reader drawing her! (And honestly I'm fine with or without an established relationship, whichever is easier for you to write) anyway ningguang is like super flattered but teases reader about it, and reader is too shy to say anything back so she just lets ningguang see all of her drawings of her so she'll (hopefully) be satisfied and stop the teasing
ty for the request! seeing the layout and how stuff is received intrigued me a lot just now... hope u have a great day as well ☺️
beauty is in the eye of the beholder
and that's what ningguang happened to think. seeing you perched up before slumping back onto your canvas made her giggle. despite your messy appearance, she seemed to think that you were quite the view.
"hm? and what do we have here?"
she peeked onto your project only to see a sketch of herself. she gazed at it longer before-
"ah! lady ningguang!"
a pity. you covered the drawing urgently.
"i was hoping to see more of this," she feigned sadness.
your face turned so red that ningguang would've thought someone painted it. you slowly uncovered the canvas, allowing your art into her view.
"my! i'm quite amazed at the accuracy of this! what medium of art were you going to use after this sketch?"
"oh... um... i'm not too sure yet..."
you look away, but ningguang turns your head towards her with a finger.
"now now. didn't anyone teach you to look at who you're speaking to?"
you shake your head furiously and close your eyes. this cannot be real right now. your hair messes up, shadowing over your eyes. you're about to make a run for it when-
"i apologize sweetheart. i didn't mean to make you so nervous."
she cups her hands around your face, moving your hair in the meanwhile. oh my god. you want to fucking explode, and ningguang seems to notice as her eyes glint mischievously.
"don't blow up, baby girl. we can't have your talent go to waste. now, how is it you draw me so accurately? i don't think i've seen you around too often."
"i just- um... so basically..."
you're vibrating like a dog put on top of a cat tower in your seat. oh my god oh my god. your eyes dart around everywhere besides the beauty in front of you. shit!
"hm? your sketchbook?"
you nod furiously, eyes shut. you start hearing pages turn and forcefully peek open one eye.
"ahem! well. this certainly is something," ningguang covered her face, visibly red.
"i'll be confiscating this for now, so try to make do without it. i will visit you during your process and watch your progress if i have time."
"ah! oh! of course, lady ningguang!"
you bowed, not wanting to look up, but ningguang disagreed.
"head up, sweetie. then, i'll be on my way. i hope to see you and the drawing soon."
ningguang turns her back, waving with your sketchbook in hand.
"fuck. i gotta do her beauty justice."
end.
so uh im ngl this did not turn out like how i thought it would 😞 but ty for reading
I was hoping I could request ningguang x artist reader who uses she/her pronouns, where ningguang finds reader drawing her! (And honestly I'm fine with or without an established relationship, whichever is easier for you to write) anyway ningguang is like super flattered but teases reader about it, and reader is too shy to say anything back so she just lets ningguang see all of her drawings of her so she'll (hopefully) be satisfied and stop the teasing
ty for the request! seeing the layout and how stuff is received intrigued me a lot just now... hope u have a great day as well ☺️
beauty is in the eye of the beholder
and that's what ningguang happened to think. seeing you perched up before slumping back onto your canvas made her giggle. despite your messy appearance, she seemed to think that you were quite the view.
"hm? and what do we have here?"
she peeked onto your project only to see a sketch of herself. she gazed at it longer before-
"ah! lady ningguang!"
a pity. you covered the drawing urgently.
"i was hoping to see more of this," she feigned sadness.
your face turned so red that ningguang would've thought someone painted it. you slowly uncovered the canvas, allowing your art into her view.
"my! i'm quite amazed at the accuracy of this! what medium of art were you going to use after this sketch?"
"oh... um... i'm not too sure yet..."
you look away, but ningguang turns your head towards her with a finger.
"now now. didn't anyone teach you to look at who you're speaking to?"
you shake your head furiously and close your eyes. this cannot be real right now. your hair messes up, shadowing over your eyes. you're about to make a run for it when-
"i apologize sweetheart. i didn't mean to make you so nervous."
she cups her hands around your face, moving your hair in the meanwhile. oh my god. you want to fucking explode, and ningguang seems to notice as her eyes glint mischievously.
"don't blow up, baby girl. we can't have your talent go to waste. now, how is it you draw me so accurately? i don't think i've seen you around too often."
"i just- um... so basically..."
you're vibrating like a dog put on top of a cat tower in your seat. oh my god oh my god. your eyes dart around everywhere besides the beauty in front of you. shit!
"hm? your sketchbook?"
you nod furiously, eyes shut. you start hearing pages turn and forcefully peek open one eye.
"ahem! well. this certainly is something," ningguang covered her face, visibly red.
"i'll be confiscating this for now, so try to make do without it. i will visit you during your process and watch your progress if i have time."
"ah! oh! of course, lady ningguang!"
you bowed, not wanting to look up, but ningguang disagreed.
"head up, sweetie. then, i'll be on my way. i hope to see you and the drawing soon."
ningguang turns her back, waving with your sketchbook in hand.
"fuck. i gotta do her beauty justice."
end.
so uh im ngl this did not turn out like how i thought it would 😞 but ty for reading
my requests will be open for the following characters:
demon slayer:
shinobu, mitsuri
genshin impact:
yae miko, raiden shogun, ningguang, lisa
milgram project:
yuno, muu, mahiru, kotoko
preferably to write with she/her or they/them pronouns
when requesting, please specify the character and pronouns used for the reader. if possible, please tell how you would like the plot. it is possible that i will not be able to start because i have no clue how to navigate tumblr. will hopefully figure that out soon 🙏
eleventh prisoner series
tw/cw: fighting, verbal abuse from es
"now. let's begin the interrogation, prisoner number eleven."
"you talkin to me?"
es sighed, rubbing their hand on their forehead.
"look around you. there's no one else here but you."
"but you're here. wouldn't it make sense to not exclude yourself? what is this place anyway? when can i leave? am i gonna be allowed to leave?"
"god can you shut up?"
es grows frustrated. after finishing interrogation after interrogation, they thought they finished with kotoko, and there just had to be another one.
prisoner eleven, on the other hand, looks quite content with the annoyance they caused. a sly smile grows on their face, not going unnoticed by es.
"keep smiling like that and i'm gonna beat your goddamn face until you can't."
the prisoner holds their hands up, maintaining a less than friendly smile.
"woah woah woah. no need for violence."
"huh? violence? you of all people. violence? from what jackalope told me, you're the worst out of all of them. we'll get to that later. anyways, milgram exists to-"
"to reveal the sins of you. whatever. heard it all."
"huh?"
"someone as smart as you should be able to figure it out. knowing what jackalope told you too."
es walks up to the eleventh prisoner and slams them down to the floor. their hand remains on the prisoner's body, knee and foot digging into their back.
"fuck. you got a problem or something?"
"do you have a problem? because i think you do. eavesdropping on the other prisoners' conversations. what reason would you have? you're just the same as them, if not, worse. only i can judge them."
"who says i'm gonna judge them too? i just wanna... learn about the other prisoners. we're all here anyways. might as well get to know them... deeper."
"i'm gonna wipe that shit eating grin off your face. keep pissing me off and we'll have problems."
es gets off the prisoner, but only after they made sure they dug their heel into their body once more. the prisoner groans before stretching and getting back up.
"we will begin our interrogation. prisoner eleven. what is your name and age? how is milgram so far?"
"acting as if you didn't slam me down. ok. i see how it is. whatever. erm. name? just call me whatever. age? guess. milgram so far? it's fun and boring at the same time. i can't really do what i want, but talking to the other prisoners is interesting."
"first off. fuck you. second off. fuck you again. give me direct answers. what do you want to be called? how old are you? don't tell me to guess. i'm interrogating you."
"i'm being serious. call me whatever you want. call me yours, perhaps?"
es gets up to punch the prisoner.
"do NOT fuck with me. i'm not in the mood for your dumb shit. i hope you know that you've caused nothing but trouble for me right now. nothing but trouble for this world actually. it would've been better for someone like you to actually be in a worse place than milgram right now."
albeit harsh, es was trying their best to get the last prisoner to break down. to become more vulnerable. to become more... malleable?
silence ensues, making es look down.
'was i too harsh? it shouldn't matter. they're prisoners. all of them. it's my job to reveal their sins.'
unfortunately for es' sanity, no harsh words went to the prisoner's heart. in fact, those words were taken as words of praise, and love, and affection.
"you really think that? es, you know just what to say to bring the mood up! guess my age! guess! guess! guess what i did while you're at it!"
disgust riddled the guard's face.
"i'm the one interrogating here. don't forget that. but i'll entertain you. sixteen? seventeen?"
"do you really think i look that young? gosh, you're such a sweetheart es! i'm actually..."
es waited. the prisoner was taunting them. they never had the intention to tell. this motherfucker. the guard decides to start ignoring the prisoner's antics. maybe that would get a reaction.
"have any prisoners caught your attention?"
"how rude. ignoring me. again. fine. from what i noticed, some of the prisoners' murders seem somehow related in a way."
es is caught off guard. so the prisoner can be serious.
"and how so?"
"well, when you think about it, yuuta and kotoko had the same intentions fundamentally, did they not? also, a kid who was raised to not believe in medicine and a doctor in the same place? interesting, isn't it?"
prisoner eleven feigned shock while es continues to think. it was quite interesting. perhaps prisoner eleven wasn't as much as a dimwit they originally thought.
"i lied, by the way! or did i? who knows? after all, you did tell haruka that lies could be told. it's just up to you on how you wanna interpret them!"
before es lands a punch on the prisoner's face, the bell rings.
"guess it's time! gotta sing my sins!"
es scoffs, but continues nonetheless, not wanting to deal with this nutjob anymore.
"prisoner number eleven. come now, sing your sins."
as es watches the video, only confusion emerges. what was happening? it was just. static. and the music. muffled.
"nothing came out from the interrogation and the music... this is strange. i don't like this. perhaps this is an error jackalope can fix."
"prisoner eleven, despite the physical and verbal abuse they faced, shows no change in personality. perhaps a guilty sentence would change them...?"
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