#fictionborn

[seacreatureleviathan]

★ Fictionborn

Someone who is a Fictionborn feels connected, or like they belong to another reality, usually, but not exclusively, from medias like series or videogames. A Fictionborn person might have memories from said reality, feel disconnected from the reality they live in, miss their original reality, and feel connections, relationships and relate to canonical characters from their media.

Different from fictives, Fictionborns do not originate from canonical characters in media, but rather feel like they are a character from said media brought to a different "dimension", and/or like they were taken out of their reality, or similar.

Meanings behind the flag

The soft, light blue tones represent how the memories from the original reality might feel "dream-like", hazy, or "hard to see".

The star/prism in the stripes represents how your home reality might feel far away, like the stars you can't reach, but you still look up to them longingly.

The golden symbol in the middle represents the "fissure" between realities, of your home dimension and the one you currently live in, and how they mix up.

★ Term coined by me! ★

[miindframe]

can i get a viktuuri one for that playlist meme ;w;

{ a six song playlist | @sorrowscars, @fictionborn }

a thousand years | christina perrii wouldn’t mind | he is we 1, 2, 3, 4 | plain white t’sperfect two | auburni’m yours | jason mraz marry me | train

listen here!

[cruximpetus]

@fictionborn liked for a starter from the vulture!

fuck. he blinks once then grins, easy.  holds the door open, lets the boy in.  “here to study?”  he’s glad - one of the brainy kids, they’d called them geeks when he was in school, but they seemed alright now - “you’re the first one here.” he’d expected liz and doris to be back by the time one of the other kids arrived, needs to leave (another storage box moved across the country, driving nearby) but needs to stay.  can’t let a kid hangout in the house by himself.  that wouldn’t be safe.

[urbxnlegxnd]

@fictionborn - Nicky 

“Oh there, what can I do for you girl?” 

[voxvallisnocte-a]

Shout-out to my absolutely stunning girlfriend @sorrowscars/ @fictionborn on her birthday. We’ve known each other for nearly five years, and I can’t believe we’ve only been officially in a relationship for almost two months of that? It seems weird now that it took us that long, between all the ‘i love you’s and the joking(?) about being married or moving in together. 

I know you don’t like birthday stuff, but I’ve got to let you know how happy I am that you are in this world with me. Imagine if we had been born a hundred years ago--we probably wouldn’t have ever met (but I’d like to think that we would have, somehow).

I’m so, so glad that I got to spend the last five years knowing you. I’m excited to spend the next five years loving you, and the next five years after that, and after that, etc. 

Happy birthday, my beautiful Maddie. I love you so, so much.

[urbxnlegxnd]

@fictionborn - Jess

“Is that webs I hear? Spider-Ma- Whoops. Sorry.”

[urbxnlegxnd]

@fictionborn - Chloe

“Hey, you alright there?” She looked down or at least lost in thought.

[miindframe]

‘ you know, after i cleaned the fries off your face and put you to bed, you said something to me that was pretty dark. ’ ( alfred @ ivan )

{ @fictionborn }

The hangover is atrocious. The coffee is only slightly better, black and burnt-tasting. He’ll drink it anyways; the deep-seated hatred of wasting food, even terrible food, gnawing away at him. “Kartofel'fri, not fries,” he corrects, nevermind that it means effectively the same thing. Maybe he will get to have the small pleasure of Alfred looking frustrated, or, better, trying to pronounce his words.

“You know I am not always such a cheerful drunk,” he says dismissively. “Do you want to tell me what I said?”