Brand new deviant Docm learns a little something about Xisuma! And learns a new word while he's at it :]
I love them so much guys you don’t understand.
popular YouTube channels are great and informative until they make a video about a topic you're informed on and then the house of cards comes crashing down as you realize how utterly wrong they are about most things
some player x fictional character jizzie for my scarian au :) hopefully i can share more soon!
he holding a smol scar
Behold, treesekai
Thank you @liloinkoink for the dialogue!
Ren and Martyn sprites!
guys i’m back after WAYYY to long!! everyone cheer!!
cw// lots of eyes, body horror kinda??, pocession
the wild card
So this weekly theory brought by yours truely recovered explores the journey and character development Impulse experiences throughout the multiple iterations of the Life Series. His passage throughout the five (technically six) canonical seasons stretches and continues Impulse's storyline and relationships dedicated to his allies, enemies, teammates and soulmate.
Beginning with Third Life, Impulse was often deemed as the betrayer and an informant for the Crastle against the Red Army. Severing the relationships built between the members of Dogwarts as the supplier and eventually eliminating the final life of an once fellow teammates Etho, during the finall battle of Dogwarts. Poetically, Impulse was slaughtered by his ally, who was offered a clock for loyalty and a guarantee into the finishing three. Finishing fifth, Impulse also seems to be short of conquering the other contestants and becoming victorous; a trend that carries across multiple seasons.
In the subsequent season, Last Life, Impulse joined Southlanders with an astounding total of five members but all the more potential for betrayal. Beginning as the scavanger for the Southlanders, Impulse was able to steal sugarcane from the Scottage and other bases thus disrupting the other teams' potential for a sugarcane monopoly. The tranquility between his team is soon lost in the later sessions where Mumbo proceeds to sabotage Impulse whilst visiting his ghast farm resulting in his yellow life lost and implosion of the Southlanders shortly after. Even with his band of brahathers, betrayal still lingered with Impulse and even with his teammates of his. The soulbounded otherwise known as the Canary's Miner (Mumbo).
The following season Double Life, bonded the participants into groups of two resulting in their health bar being shared across all the sessions. Impulse's randomised pairing was ironically with Bdubs, the trusted who backstabbed the betrayer. Past history aside, both contestants were the first soulbound to find each other establishing the bond and trust between them and managed to secure third place in the final battle against the Divorce Quartet.
The trails of betrayal still continue through Limited Life where in the stand-off between the final three opponments including Scott and Martyn and all three decided to find the victor with an equal solution. Instead, Martyn overcome by the bloodlust of time, first burnt Scott and then annihilated Impulse with his sword before he could recover from the shock of the broken treaty.
The subsequent and current (canon) season of the Life Series, Secret Life was the turnaround for Impulse's continuous promblem of betrayal plaguing him and his allies. Teaming with Gem and Scott, he was able to devote himself and keep a strong alliance that sustained his trust and their trust in him. This trust strengthened over the season until near the end of the season where both him and Scott sacrificed their yellow-life status to lengthen Gem's health.
Throughout the entirety of the Life Series, Impulse had been burdened by the trail of betrayal leeching onto him, his teammates and allies until it was finally gone. Slowly degenerating over the course of the following installments. His story and character development once etched with betrayal now only retain the tragedies of his doomed attempts to become an established victor.
Happy valentine's day!! :9
I had to remake the blog because linking to Comicfury got the old one shadow banned. But let's not focus on that. I hope you enjoy this update and had a good holiday season! Happy New Year!
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the idea of isekai time loops is rlly good ive just decided
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Martyn jerks awake, scream caught in his throat. He wobbles terribly in his hammock, then falls to the floor, gasping for breath.
Somewhere to his left, someone barks a startled laugh. “Woah, man,” Skizz says, voice a little shaky from the scare. “You good?”
“Yeah,” Martyn breathes, then gulps in air. “Yeah,” he repeats, steadier this time. “Sorry, dude. Nightmare, I guess.”
“Oh- I woulda’ woken you up if I’d known you were having a nightmare. You seemed like you needed the rest, so I figured I’d let you sleep in.” Skizz rubs at the back of his neck. “We’re late right now, actually.”
Martyn blinks. “For what?”
“The engagement party!” Skizz says. “For Prince Bdubs and his Majesty! Etho came in earlier to grab us, but I stayed back.”
“For me.”
“For you!” Skizz grins, and Martyn raises a brow. “No, really! I wasn’t slacking, I mean it!” A beat. “…It doesn’t matter. Let’s go get ready.”
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Suiting up in armour is second nature enough that Martyn doesn’t really have to think about it. Thank whatever deities are up there for that, because Martyn needs to think.
Because, well, he’s back to the beginning of the game again, apparently. And it means all his work has failed.
On the other hand, it’s good that he’s back, because his last memory before an option box appeared before his eyes was Ren’s dead body in his arms.
His fingers freeze on a buckle at the thought.
Can he go through it again? Can he get Ren to love him again? Can he do that?
The idea is terrifying. That Ren might not even allow him to approach, and he’ll learn that Ren has died again and he won’t be able to do anything about it and-
“Suited up, dude?”
Martyn blinks. Turns to look at Skizz.
“Oh. Yeah! Yeah, lead the way.”
Skizz gives him a strange look, but starts out the door anyway. “Come on, man, let’s find Etho.”
-
Martyn didn’t manage to work up the nerve to speak to Cleo- not after what she’d done to take the Prince’s hand. He barely restrained himself from cussing her out, or crying.
He finished talking to her and then left as quickly as he could. He managed to bump into Scar again, and he was fine- cordial.
The moment he leaves the ballroom is a moment of relief.
And then he speaks:
“Knight? Have you seen the Prince?”
Ren.
“No,” Martyn says, voice shaky. “No, apologies, Mi’lord.”
And what a strange way to speak to him, after months of him being Ren, and familiar, and- and his.
“Ah… He’s later than I thought he would be,” Ren muses. “I suppose I still can’t go into the ballroom like this.”
“Or,” Martyn says before he can stop himself. “You don’t have to go into the ballroom at all.”
Too blunt, Martyn thinks. Too much- he doesn’t know you.
“Excuse me?” Ren asks, ears flicking up in surprise.
No where to go except forward, Martyn decides.
“The prince doesn’t… love you. He has half a dozen other suitors, and it’s going to break you to try to keep him.”
“I’m not- what are you implying?”
“I’m not implying anything, mi’lord,” Martyn says, steadying himself and staring Ren right in the eyes. “I’m saying exactly what I mean. You won’t like how it goes, to keep trying to chase after him if he tries to leave you.”
“Is that a threat?”
Ren’s jaw is clenched. His hands are hidden under his cloak. He’s ready to fight.
Martyn forces himself to relax. “No,” he says, soft. “Not a threat. It’s… a warning, I guess. I’ve seen how he acts. I’ve seen how- how you act. And I really do wish for you to be happy. And I don’t think he can do that for you.”
I think I can, rests under his tongue.
Martyn is slow as he holds his hand out. Ren doesn’t seem to even notice, as he places his own hand on top.
“I recognize that this is overstepping my station but… Whatever you choose, I would be willing to stand behind you. This was my advice, but if you continue to go after him, I could- I would help you. I pledge to keep you safe.”
As safe as I can.
Ren, dead in his arms. A box that asks him if he wants to start over. Waking up at the start of it, again.
It’s habitual - he’s done this to Ren, all the time, so it’s easy. He presses his lips to the back of Ren’s hand, then pulls back. “Thank you for the audience, Ren.”
Martyn turns and opens the door back to the ballroom and leaves.
(He doesn’t realize his slip up until ten minutes later, and hopes he hasn’t fucked his chance up terribly by being too familiar with the king.)
-
Ren sucks in a slow breath, cheeks red and warm in the darkness of the halls.
He feels like he’s burning.
He thinks he could get used to it.
The kiss is hot on the back of his gloved hand, and he rubs a thumb over it, tail wagging slowly behind him.
He didn’t trust it, at first. He doesn’t know if he should, even now.
But he does. Someone who knew his name, who used his name, who cared enough to press a kiss to his hand, when everyone else would avoid touching him like he was death.
Ren considers the knight’s words.
He could have been trying to flirt himself into royalty.
… Ren isn’t sure he would stop him if he kept trying.
(How could he not fall in love with him, every single time?)
IM GOING TO LOSE MY FUCKIJG MIND HELLO?????????????
THIS IS SO COOL. THIS IS SO SO SO COOL. OHH YOU UNDERSTOOD TJE ASSIGNMENT PERFECTLY FANTASTIC PERCECT MARKS EXTRA CREDIT
ohh there’s so many fun details in this. “i don’t think he can do that for you” (i think i can) is going to make me insane. i feel insane. that last line is going to make me cry actually. ohhh man. oh this is lovely. i absolutely adore this. i am reeling also thank you so much for writing this and sending it to me
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