#conversation (asks)

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“It’s the same every time I close my eyes”

[Nightmares]

Aaron sits in silence for a moment, eyes fixed on the table instead of looking at his brother. It’s sort of a wonder there aren’t a ton of circular stains on the wood, with how often they sit here like this- late at night, and Link typically makes tea, and more often than not Aaron accepts the offer of a mug for himself…

He looks up, filling the pause with a vague tilt of his head.“I mean, can’t say I’ve never been there,” he murmurs.

“Do you want to talk about it? Doesn’t have to sit so heavy on you when you’re awake, at least.”

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4 6 15 !!

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4. What are some things you are tired of seeing in the RPing community?

Um,, overformatting! When your text looks LIKE this, then... I can't figure out where the important information actually is. I'm... not actually a fan of ~aesthetic~ formatting, mostly as a personal nitpick. (Also people being weird about hc's and personal interpretations. Calm down.)

6. Your view on Mary/Gary sues?

Characters with a ton of potential, once the writer learns to balance it all better! And also just generally fun for the author. Perhaps not someone I'd want to interact with in an rp (given most Sues are accompanied by a few more beginner rp flaws like godmodding), not as they are at the moment... but my first OC's were Sues. Don't be mean to a learning beginner!

15. What is your biggest pet peeve?

Uhhh probably the aesthetic formatting/prose! When people sacrifice clarity for the aesthetic and use a whole ton of future tense and flowery purple prose... They're having fun, and I don't intend to make them or their partners stop, but I don't enjoy reading '&& she would RAISE her hand to TOUCH the other's face...'

Again- pet peeve. If you write more flowery or future tense, go ahead and do so! It's just not my personal taste.

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What’s the worst role playing experience you’ve had?

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1. What’s the worst role playing experience you’ve had?

Uhhhh I've actually not had an Awful Experience thus far, but I've had some unpleasant ones.

The one to take the cake... is something I did years ago on a forum! The plot was run by Me essentially (I loved the premise at least), and the other rp'er would bug me ooc after I had taken more than like an hour or two to respond. Not to mention he was... uh. Kinda mopey ooc. Bit dramatic? Made a big deal about leaving the forum and dragged everyone into some sappy 'nooooOooo don't go!!' Thing that he didn't seem to want his mind changed by.

That forum was... darker days ahdjaja

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//17

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17. Something that you find unforgivable?

I like to think of myself as pretty forgiving, so not much actually comes to mind easily...

Intentionally triggering someone! As in, you know their triggers and purposely upset them. Also refusing to even tag basic triggers. (Saw someone once who wrote graphic gore and openly refused to tag it as such... no good.)

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! for seven and mask squad (m ik au)

[Honest opinions / Accepting!!]

"Well..." He laughs, slightly airy. "You make me worry sometimes. I wish you would take care of yourself more- especially when it comes to battle. I feel like sometimes I understand you a little too well... and other times I feel like I don't understand you at all. I hope things get happier for you as you get older. I want to help if I can."

He sighs and tilts his head back, trying to find something else, maybe something lighter, to mention.

"Um, then there's the crew that you have in your head all the time. Definitely keeps me on my toes when it comes to all of them... Fern, I really don't know how to talk to. Isn't he a kid? I wish I could help him calm down for a conversation. Darm- um, sorry, Darmani- he seems nice. I get the feeling he's looking out for you a lot, and I'm glad for that. I haven't talked with him much though. Then Mikau..."

He shrugs. ...There's a smile working its way onto his face. "Link likes to give me a hard time for it, but I honestly think he's pretty funny? He's probably the easiest to talk to out of everyone. And last is, um..." he frowns now, trying to recall something.

"Oh, I forget what you call him. The last guy, the Fierce Deity. At first I was figuring, hey, he's like the one I know, but..." Aaron hums, softly. "I get the feeling he isn't quite the same."

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[Honest opinions / Accepting!]

Aaron hums in thought, tilting his head to the side.

"Honestly? While I know that not everything was great, there's a part of your childhood that I envy. Knowing who your family is, and growing up with them... That sounds really nice. But there's another part of everything, too."

The memories are disjointed and fuzzy, as everything is when he thinks of that other time, but he can recall someone roughly his age, and a mask. It was hardly a person there, most the time.

"I really, really hope you don't remember what- what he did to you," he says, "But I kind of do. And I wish I could have done something to help you. I'm sorry."

That's strange, though, isn't it? To say when Sheik doesn't remember? He refocuses, stands up straight, and speaks louder to get rid of the soft sadness that has seeped into his voice.

"It's nice to see you around the castle, really! And your knowledge of plants rivals my brother's, which is a feat. -Oh, and if any of the knights give you trouble, let me know, ok?"

"Some of them can be mean, and as a knight captain, well-" he smiles (there's something sharp to it, like he's resigned but doesn't actually feel bad about what he's going to suggest), and shrugs, "I have no issues assigning them extra drills to run through as punishment. I'm sure commander Impa would back me up on that, too."

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send me “!” for my muse to tell yours what they really think of them. (Do it for ganondorf)

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Aaron swallows hard, trying to stand tall and thus feel tall- even though he feels just as small as he always did.

"I'm- I'm not scared of you," he chokes. "You're not-"

He can't. He can't make himself say it.

"That's a lie," he confesses. "That's- that is such a lie, I'm- I'm sorry--" He tilts his head down, fixes his eyes on the ground. "Really, you... you scare me. I'm terrified of you. I- I like to think I'm better, that I could hold my own, that there isn't still a part of me that wouldn't do exactly what you ordered, but that's... that's a lie. I lie to myself about it."

He's shaking. He twists part of his cloak in his hands to try to hide the way his hands tremble.

"If you... if you came back, then I... I'd go right back to what I used to be. You've- broken me, or maybe I was already broken and you just glued the pieces together in a way I don't like, but either way. I'd like to think I'd fight you, that I'd stay me somewhere, but- goddesses, I know what I do when you show up in my nightmares and I don't feel like myself for hours. You're the scariest, most dangerous person I can think of and I can't even say your name most days."

He feels dizzy. His chest is tight.

"I hate you," he breathes. "I hate you for everything you've done and I hate that I can't make myself do anything but be scared. If I was braver, I'd keep my head clear. If I was braver, I'd make you regret what you've done to me and those around me. But..."

He lets go of his cloak, and curls his hands into fists at his sides. If he was braver, if.

"...But I... I'm not brave. I'm still the obedient little boy you trained, and he's- I'm still scared."