morphtyler replied to your post “the “some people choose to become a controller” thing got brought up...”
Did not make it past book 20 but I honestly need me some consensual yeerk stuff. Please give me parasite friendos just doing their best.
right honestly tho I thought that the one with Rachel being allergic to crocodiles would provide a little of that since the plot of the episode concerned consensual infestation and supposedly the reasons behind it? But like it turned out the guy was just a typical spoiled tv star kid doing it for fame and shit and eh that’s just regular yeerkness
like. I kinda want something more along the lines of someone who’s life is so terrible and so far out of their control that handing the reins over to the yeerk is actually something of a relief? And they get to kind of ride around in the back of their own head, they don’t have to be them any more
meanwhile the yeerk takes one look at this person’s life and goes “what the /fuck/ dude how am I supposed to live like this with this shitty situation you have?” and basically wrenches their life back onto a productive course for its own benefit. And the host looks at what they’ve done and goes “?? wait, so it was escapable?” and basically shit happens and the two of them are forced to co-operate and actually make a pretty decent system for themselves
then shit happens to bring up the fact that actually, yeah, they’re invader and invadee respectively, and the human race is at stake here, and theyeerk can’t control the host properly because it let its guard down for too long and nearly got attached, ugh ew, and the two of them are probably casualties in an “andalite bandit” raid because of it and nobody is happy the end
morphtyler replied to your post: who all here was keeping up with Regrets?
I think I was for the first while and then dropped offffff I’m not sure when? Still seemed like a neat concept
HHHHHHhhhh thanks man that means a lot *flops on the floor like a dying fish*
so my questions were mostly if you had the opportunity to get a copy to the link where im keeping it, would you want to continue reading? or would you rather wait, since im currently in the middle of revising a big chunk along and have not yet even actually finished it yet? And, how would you describe physical appearance of Emily and Jace based on what you’ve read and pictured? I’ve been wanting to art them up but in all honesty I don’t have a mental picture of either of them, and am wanting to know opinions of my readers.
these questions go for anyone else that had been reading Regrets
I kind of feel like having all my mt five answer these
5. On an average day, what can be found in your character’s pockets?
Phillip: Guitar picks, a movie ticket stub maybe, his keys.Dudley: His library cards for whatever place/time period he happens to find himself in, trash that catches his eye like broken ear buds or candy wrappers, the key to Phillip’s place.Winnie: His wallet, his keys with this keychain, gum wrappers.Lyle: Anything and everything you want, maybe, as long as it fits. But not a little boy lol.Victoria: IDK I guess her pockets are like, closets and stuff so- brooms, broken furniture, a rolled up rug, ect.
16. Which does your character idealize most: happiness or success?
Phillip: Eh, stability? I mean success is good but you can have an excess of it(nehehe), like he’s seen with Winnie’s family who are very cold and there’s just a lot of love there. Like, money is and status has somewhere become more important than the kids- or at least that’s how Phillip sees it. But if you’re happy but you can’t keep your kids fed and you’re too poor to be healthy that’s not good either. So, stability. Having a good stable family life, both economically and emotionally.Dudley: Dudley’s attitude is that success means a whole variety of things, including happiness. So if you spend all your days doing nothing but reading books and it makes you happier than anything, then that can count as success.Winnie: For Winnie it’s happiness, though for him happiness is a lot more elusive than success. He will never be in a place where he struggles to survive, but there’s not much joy in his life when he’s with his family.Lyle: Success. Achieving that goals that you set out and not being distracted. He also feels like if you can’t succeed, you can’t be happy. Victoria: Generally, success or, at least, stability. She kind of feels like everything is worse if you’re not stable, so if you have happiness without stability, it doesn’t matter.
35. How does your character behave around people they like?
Phillip: The more comfortable he gets around a person, the more he’ll joke with them and rag them about stuff, unless they kind of have a hard time processing that like Winnie. But he also likes to show his love by just, taking care of people. Doing little chores for them or bringing them things or asking after their health.Dudley: The more he likes a person, the less he’ll joke and the more honest he’ll be. The sarcasm is just a protective sheath, anyway. That isn’t to say he won’t lay down a good pun if the opportunity arises.Winnie: Winnie shows his affection with touch- hand touches and hugs and sitting next to you on the couch. When he’s bug, he does this millipede hug move that both a hug and a tickle. He’s kind of uncomfortable with kissing, though, in both forms.Lyle: The more Lyle trusts a person, the more he’ll open up to them about the things he likes. Not just playing sports and cartoons, but also his OC and his surprising talent at styling hair. He’ll probably show you his drawings and share his imagined world with you, but if you give him any indication you think it’s dumb he’ll probs never do it again.Victoria: When Victoria starts liking you, she starts liking the things that you like, and every time she sees One of Those Things she’ll have a little moment where she has to decide whether to tell you and take a picture or move on. Victoria is the best gift giver. She never buys expensive but she always gets something that the person never realized they mentioned that they wanted. She just sort of, becomes really invested in the person you are.
2. Their emotional/moral weak spotsRuns biggest moral weak spot is probably their complete indifference toward other people. They have very little empathy in any given situation and the only person they really care about is Quet. That isn’t to say Run doesn’t have common sense, they know right from wrong and usually act accordingly- but the key word there is usually.
4. Best places to kiss on their bodyProbably cheeks or nose if you want them to blush. If you kiss them anywhere else you’re gettin punched. I realise now this answer only applies to Human!Run but there you go.
14. Ingrained habits/forces of habit… talking too loud, to compensate for the constant whirring of a fan. They also slouch a lot.
I know none of your pairings but could you do something with 'come back'?
-Send me a “Come back” and I’ll write a drabble about character asking the other to return (they parted after a fight, the other has been missing for a while, etc)
Going waaaaay fluffier with this prompt, especially after my last one ended up so dark.
Fandom: Ronin Warriors
Pairing: Sanada Ryou | Ryo Sanada/Cye Mouri | Mouri Shin
Sleeping beside an EMT has its drawbacks. Like 24 hour shifts multiple times a week. Ryo didn’t think it would bother him, but that was before he discovered just how comforting it was, having somebody beside him.
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Everything was always louder when Cye left. Each creak of the house, each gust of wind. The churning of the Naruto Strait whirlpool under the bridge and the clanging of Kayura throwing Torrent’s yari as a trophy. The same plea on his lips every time.
‘Come back.’
Ryo hid it from the connection. Cye felt guilty enough, leaving. He was dealing with life and death, some days. He didn’t need a distraction. Ryo could hold in the ghosts until he returned, and once Cye was back in bed the ghosts melted away, anyway.
The clock read 0200. Another seven hours, when commute time was added on. Twenty-seven hours since Cye had left the bed to get ready for his shift. At least this time it was the weekend, so he could be there when Cye arrived. Sometimes they didn’t see each other until after Ryo was back from work.
Ryo exhaled and curled up with Cye’s pillow against his chest, breathing in the smell of salt that permeated everything Cye touched no matter how long he’d been away from the ocean. Torrent’s influence, no doubt. Wildfire still felt on the verge of extinguishing at the memories of trying to find him under water, with Sekhmet’s venom poisoning the ocean. Pure luck saved them both, and Ryo didn’t even remember getting on land.
Cye was always off saving somebody. That made Ryo smile as the after-effects of their fight with Sekhmet played through his mind. He kept wondering if he loved Cye then, had some inklings of a crush, but he couldn’t find it. He had gone to even greater lengths for Rowen, after all. Similar lengths for Sage.
Thank the gods they all lived in the same house. Whenever one of them was away…
He knew this was PTSD. Memories of the past were too clear for it to be anything but. His desire to protect had been tempered, over the years, and he hadn’t expected it to come back with such force. Not from just sleeping beside somebody he had tried to protect. Had failed to protect…
A gentle shake of his shoulder woke him. Ryo blinked and stirred, a vaguely Cye-shaped blur above him.
“I’m going to need that.”
A few more blinks and Ryo realized he was still cuddling Cye’s pillow. He groggily pushed it back where it belonged, flopping onto his back as Cye took his uniform off and crawled into bed.
Ryo wrapped himself around his boyfriend, pulling Cye close and cradling him. As much as Cye had expressed wonder at having a relationship, Ryo felt sometimes he was in the same boat. A relationship with a man, no less, after a lifetime of loving women. Now he had found his best friend and lover in the same person.
He wanted to be beside him every night, but with Cye going to study medicine, that was likely to never happen.
Instead of just falling asleep, Cye held him back. “Rough night?”
Ryo hesitated before nodding. “I’m okay now you’re here.”
Cye kissed his cheek— sloppily, from tiredness. “We can take about it once I’m awake…”
Ryo just nodded again, rubbing Cye’s bare back as he slipped away to a well-earned rest. Now it was a case of counting how long he would be asleep. A quick peek at Cye’s phone on the nightstand showed the alarm was set for 1800, an hour before Ryo normally got home. He’d noticed how the timing was perfect, Cye just getting dinner off by the time he walked in the door. He hadn’t realized just how purposeful it was. Even though Cye got up at about the same time on weekends, if only because that was about the time Ryo started going nuts.
Cye was more than he deserved, and everything he dreamed of.
His terrible sleep of the previous night caught up with him. With Cye in his arms he barely left the bed, alternating between sleep and content lucidity. His nightmares melted away, replaced by scenes of the past few years where all five of them had gotten closer.
When all five of them had been safe, despite what trauma made them feel.
The alarm was a piercing gull cry and ocean waves, different from the early alarm. Cye stirred as Ryo turned off the alarm, which simply woke him up instead of sending him back to sleep.
“What…?”
Ryo put the phone back down and settled back beside Cye. “Thought I’d stay.”
Cye let out a breathy laugh. “I hope you weren’t bored watching me sleep.”
“I caught a few naps, myself,” he replied.
Leave it to mother hen, medically trained Cye to pick up on the undertones in that statement. “Did you sleep?”
Ryo paused, glancing at Cye’s face and noticing the smallest frown lines. “Not… really…”
Cye pulled himself up to kiss Ryo’s forehead. “Has it… gotten any easier?”
Now, Ryo could only shrug. “I… know what it is, now?”
The kiss on his lips was breathtaking. “I always want to come back to you, my love.”
Ryo kept their foreheads leaned together. “My turn to make you dinner.”
He didn’t think anything of their conversation for the next couple of weeks. His heart ached at how Cye had been called to work on his birthday, citing too few staff to guarantee requested time off, and they spent time planning the next possible date closest to that, barring Cye’s schedule.
The blaringly loud alarm Cye used to wake up in the morning got Ryo awake, too. He groaned and rolled over, letting Cye get up before balling up the still-warm covers and holding them against his chest. As painful as it was, this routine was getting familiar. Now that they had been sleeping beside each other longer, the sheets smelled more like salt and less like new fabric. It was a waiting game of Cye in the bathroom, then going through his closet for a clean uniform, then a kiss to Ryo’s temple before he was alone.
Cye’s closet rustling sounded different, this time. Ryo forced his eyes open to see what was going on, only to be greeted with a large teddy bear.
Cye placed it down beside him and kissed his temple. “Happy birthday, love.”
Ryo looked up at Cye before down at the bear; it was just about the perfect size for Cye’s torso. He squished it and breathed in Cye’s scent, with Torrent lingering momentarily to confirm he’d kept it hidden in his closet for that specific reason.
Ryo pushed himself up to catch Cye’s collar and pull him down for a proper kiss.
“Is that why you like my uniform so much?” he said with a laugh.
Ryo just grinned.
Cye kissed his forehead one last time before leaving the room, almost but not quite late for work.
Ryo curled up around the bear and his heart was finally able to relax. It wasn’t Cye, but it was something. It was an acknowledgement Ryo was scared, and some reassurance Cye wanted to be there with him so he had found the next best thing.
morphtyler replied to your post “gaiusthegenius replied to your post: ...”
He's like... a weird interdimensional chessplayer, according to wikipedia. idk what he's doing here but he's going to deus ex machina whatever he wants either way.
I remember @senshi76 I think it was saying that in some of the spin-offs (megamorphs maybe? Ellimist chronicles? idk) it turned out that our ellimist was basically like... a kid as far as it’s species was concerned? also there was this big long world building set up for a blue/blues pun that I can’t remember off the top of my head
