#writing-pyre

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HIT HIM WITH TRAMA ILLUSION‼️

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Hero who is propiced to defeat the evil villain tyrant but they end up by defeating them by just making them their parent

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Hello hello?

Intro post bc I was supposed to make this years ago… 🫩

My name is Virgil, I’m a genderqueer black minor (15) I use He/She/It

I’m Aroace and Bi

I use this blog to post art, stuff about writing (not good at either) and like a digital diary?

More info + Dnf/Dni + Tw/Cw bellow

Cw/Tw for this blog:

This is a digital diary and Im not okay mentally 🫩

Topics of SH, Suicide & Suicidal ideation in my art and yap post along with general vents (not often but still) they’re all tagged and have warnings on em so I’d recommend blocking out vent tags if you dont want to see that 😔

Also I say slurs THAT I CAN RECLAIM (aka mainly the n-word)

DNI/DNF:

Israel supporters & Anti-Jewish

I hate Israel (the gov) and its supporters not jewish people

Proshitters

Nsfw accounts

Racist

Radqueer

General DNI

Idgaf rlly if I feel a bit uncomfy but stuff you post then I’ll block you

Anti-Yumes (Im a Yume/Self-Shipper so)

ICE supporters (aka neo nazis)

Trump supporters

Generative AI supporters (including c.ai/chat bots)

Other accounts:

@vi-pyre-reblog: my reblog account

@yume-pyre: my yume account

@/vi.pyre: my tiktok

@/vipyre: my discord

Tags:

#Yapping-pyre - Just me talking, the dairy stuff of this blog

#Drawing-pyre - My art!

#The clandestine - A book series Im working on based off the Magisterium

#Writing-pyre - Lowkirkenuinly unused bc I don’t post my writing

Fandoms:

Sanders sides

Magisterium book series (my fav book series!!!)

Sonic (Movie series but I like the other media to)

TF2

Fnaf (Since the second game so don’t call me newgen)

Ultrakill

Spiderman + Batman (Im lowkey a larper tho)

Atsv/itsv (not a larper for this specific spiderman media)

Cult of the Lamb

In stars and time

+ more my reblog account is rlly just reblogs of fanarts

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My house breathes. From the creaks that rack through its body, full of love and life. Inside it, I breathe to. As it’s ribs scratches against the lungs I call it’s walls. Inside it, we all breathe

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“Where is our other?” Z had asked, A looked at the carcass they sat on in silence. “Do you mean our mother? Is this our mother?” The soul asked, confused as Z shook their head “Other. We are all one. Sides of the same triangle.” “Then why are we torn apart?” Because our other tore us apart. We are both fourths, together we are halves. She is a halve to.” “Why are we sitting on her?” “Because he is dead.” A lowered his head after that but Z spoke up again after not long. “You have my heart. So I’ll take yours.” “Its broken.” “My mind is to.” A glanced over at Z again. Feathering vines wrapping around the carcass. “I am leaving now. I still must live.” “i want to live to.” “Catch me then” Z slipped to the ground, A calling after them, rolling off the carcass and chasing Z through the body’s walls. “I want to live to! My brother are waiting!” A screamed, running over body after body. But none looked human. Flames spark and electricity roamed his body. As a figure pit their hand on their shoulder. “Aiden. You must rest. We must accept our fate.” Aiden froze… that was his name. How could he forget that. How did he forget everything. This woman wasn’t human, she was all blue and glowing a Shepards crook held tightly in her hand. “Just come.” Her words lulled him for almost a moment before he snapped and ran, Z was almost gone. A white blinding light closer. How hadn’t he noticed it? He could feel the woman crawling after him, he knew her body had shifted and twisted to take up the walls. A bubling force of hands trying to grab him. He could feel it graze his shoses and unifrom… when had he been wearing clothes? Why was he wearing a uniform? Nevermidn that he needed to live. For what? For.. what was his reason again? Did that matter? He was sure Z had a reason to. But… he still reached for her. He can’t see. Why can’t he see? He can see but he can’t. He can hear he screeam, he feels the air(?) pass his face(?) as he falls. He and she are one. The woman is coming close. He runs to the light. And takes a breath as he pushed himself up right. He can see again. He can feel again. He can remember again. So why doesn’t this feel real. He is dead. He feels the feeling of decay on his body. The blood pooled on one side of his face. The hole of his chest and the ache of his head and arm and body and everything. How? He was alive. But why? He is dead. But he is alive. His hand in his chest proves it. The birthday decorations are scattered. Who’s birthday was it again? It didn’t matter. He wanted to go home.

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My arms wish to hold, something, someone. But no one wants to be held.

So I attack, shake, playfully fight with my loved. Because there’s always an air of distance inbetween those interactions. Its strange to hug someone, to cling to them like a teddy bear. But a playful hit is normal.

I wish to hold my loved, but as for now, I guess we can keep dancing the friendly dance of violence.

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Kreo is such a hard character to think of personally for.

How do you personify a god? A god that killed their creations out of grief of a lover? A god older than any human whim? A god older than any words or drawings? A god wiser that any man or woman? A god who seemingly does irrational or strange things just for.. a reason unknown? A god who can feel guilt and love but never human? A god who does not understand the human experience? A god with dry humor, always serious yet always loving?

Kreo is a walking contradiction, his actions make little sense and out of all my OCs his mentality is the hardest for me to understand. He doesn’t have wants like my other characters, nor does he have needs. I guess his want is Soul but then why help the 6 saints? Why destroy everything you made when they leave you?

Hibiscus and Aiden are way easier to understand, corrupted by human whims. Aiden is a teenager, teenagers are hormonal and emotional recks on good days so its no surprise when he acts like he’s losing it. He’s going through something that would make even the strongest of men go insane and he’s only a high school freshman (really this could be said about any of the 1989 crew). Hibiscus is a wild woman, always wanting to take life by the horns. She’s inlove with Mara and as soon as she is ripped away she aims her hate to the thing she THINKS took her love away. Out of all of the Kreo’s she fits Kreo’s mindset(?) the most. She hurts the 3 stars, betraying them, the only thing that stops her is Angie forcefully proving that Hibiscus is a Kreo. The god she had been trying to destroy was her all along. And she can’t take it. She lost her love and now the thing she had been working for all fell apart.

While I don’t fully have Hibiscus’s story planed out I do know her and Aiden are both emotionally driven. Something I just don’t think I can make Kreo. Kreo has no need for want other than want for Soul I guess.

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Jason is like a father to Akio and Aiden

He shouldn’t be

He’s a kid just like them

He doesn’t know the horrors, hell he knows less about the horrors

He doesn’t want to accept that his brother might be a god doomed to die. He doesn’t want to accept that both of his younger bothers are doomed

He doesn’t want to accept that he saw Aiden’s heart get ripped out and crushed right infront of him. He refuses. He’s a teenager, he should have been focusing on his studies, not trying to fight a god while keeping his family and friends safe

I don’t think Jason would like looking back at his high school years

When he remembers high school all he can think of is the hell of his second year where he lost both his brothers… one literately the other metaphorical.

He just wants his kids to have a normal life. The high school years he never got.

But it seems Jasmine and Nick aren’t gonna get those years either