Ro

you can call me ‘Ro’, or ‘boots’, or whatever you’d like. i don’t care about that - but i will be somewhat firm on my pronouns, though: they/them/it - just gender neutral terminology all-round!

i'm usually radio silent, but when i do post, i ramble a lot! so prepare thyself for that, i guess

other than that, there’s not much else to add:

i love making art! that all gets dumped onto @littlegreyboots

feel free to send asks, messages, or to tag/mention me anywhere. it might take a bit for me to see it, but i will always try to respond to people, even if it's only a like.

if it matters to you: i am an adult, and although i don’t usually post 18+ stuff, i may do in the future. if so it will be labelled as such and be put under the cut, obviously.

hell yeah i do! i reckon Theo's foil would be Damien! and seeing as this is its own post i'll go further into detail than the last time-

Damien had a plan for his life. he knew exactly what he wanted to do, and how he intended to get there, often pushing the far limits of his academic and magical capacity just to stick the landing. Damien works harder than almost anyone else, and fights hard for the results he wants to see - in every subject.

his relationships and personal life took a backseat, something to focus on later. he was reserved, prickly. he didn't welcome anyone in (tsundere ass). it took a while for him to soften, and to realise that he couldn't only focus on those long-term plans - the ones he laid out so many years ahead of him.

but! one of the few personal things - along with his powers - that he was immediately willing to mention to 'Freelancer' was his mother. he talked about her achievements despite the discrimination she faced as a humanborn, how powerful she is. he's proud of her, and her story.

on the flipside:

Theo doesn't have a career focus. he's "the least organised person you'll ever meet". he knows somewhat what area he wants to go into after education, but it's a personal interest of his, "his thing" compared to everything else he feels far less proficient in. and yet, he doesn't seem too worried about changing that! he's just focusing on his passion: a club.

he's social, he's peppy, he's open and honest - almost clunkily so with how much he shares with 'Dreamer' upon first meeting them - but he seems pretty emotionally literate and intelligent. he's patient, even when Corvus makes him slightly overwhelmed (with so many personal questions). he keeps his cool.

but Theo doesn't really want to talk about his family. it's something complicated. specific. he leaves it at that. his family (and his powers) are some of the few things he doesn't want to openly talk about.

in short:

Damien is a reserved tsundere academic, keeping his head down and working - until he gets fired up. that's when he'll let out his frustration and rant about all the injustices he sees.

and then come to find out it's actually been long enough that everyone you knew in your past (with one exception) is long dead - scratch that, your planet is dead! entirely gone - and there's no hope of you ever going back to the way things were.

everything you'd ever done up to that point - meaningless. forgotten. everything you are- who cares? you are a stranger in this world, and everyone is going to treat you that way.

i know i'd certainly struggle.

and holy fuck i don't think karmor gets enough credit for being as accepting as he has been lmao. first impressions with the crew? hipswitch almost gives him up for a bounty. he's simultaneously threatened and talked down to by albus on a nigh-constant basis. let's not even get into the whole needle situation because damn, doc would not get a second chance with me if i'd been in that room. oh, it's allergy season?? what a wild excuse please try harder to keep your weirdo in line, thanks /j /nsrs

why should karmor care about the consequences of his actions when he has no emotional ties to anything anymore? why should he try to be 'good' when everything else is trying to kill him? if he's out there taking the moral high ground amongst bounty hunters and mad scientists and criminals, then isn't he just giving everyone else an easy target?

in a world where no one knows who you are, should you still try to be good?

it's a super interesting question to me. and i think - based on what we've heard, karmor is still trying to be good. he cares. he gets albus free drinks at the bar (plus karmor listens to his advice, trains, and does what he can to help out and pull his weight), he held hipswitch's hand when he needed the emotional support, he's opening up to doc, and even though he's certainly wary of attila (rightfully so) he hasn't written him off yet! he saved his life!

yes, karmor fucks up from time to time (who doesn't) and in a time and place so unfamiliar, who can blame him? he's learning this world at the same rate we the audience are. 'course he's going to do some dumb shit, try out the new powers, see what rules he can bend before breaking them, yada yada. (he is also likely grieving the loss of an entire planet and his previous life on it so i think we can give him some emotional wiggle room lmao)

Freelancer and Dreamer! A 'jack of all trades' who was suddenly thrown into the magical world and at first tried to avoid/ignore it at all costs, vs the niche specialist who was surrounded by magic their whole life and desperately wanted to be magical themselves, doing anything to get it...

Gavin and Corvus! the demon who hid behind the perceived social norm of ‘what he’s meant to be’, casually flirting and striking up conversations without ever exploring the depth of his own interests, vs the demon who struggles to understand common social cues and what he’s 'meant to do' in a situation, but has a profound special interest which he will openly talk about for as long as you'll let him (woo rollercoasters!!)

Tuscan orange

dirty windows

imperfect crystals with scratches/dents that catch the light

the sound of Rain

the way sunlight hits skin

oat biscuits, flapjacks, shortbread

my stuffed animal ‘Brown bear’

pocket watches

clean sheets of paper

The Smell of sawdust

Huge oak trees

cloaks

the texture of bark

books and tomes filled with minuscule writing and scrawling script up the sides - and added notes slotted in

hard toffees and caramels

the way people add up numbers under their breath

cold ham and salad potatoes

apple juice

the clattering sound of dice and small objects

Dungeons and Dragons

dried paint on clothes and skin

foxes

sketched, loose artwork that flows

sweet milky tea

Prussian blue

how the sky looks at dusk

lollipops

polo shirts

the Click-Clack sound of a typewriter

All the different shades of grey

the noise of scribbling pencil on paper

hand drawn animation

the way paint mixes

the ticking sounds of clocks

the smell of smoke

lying in bed and being able to fully relax without a care

hats

cotton candy

ravens and crows

mirrors

burning candles

finding worn, smooth glass (and stones) on the beach

boots

honeycomb ice cream

the smell of coffee

horns and antlers

when animals do that tail flick

toasted marshmallows

wearing gloves

strong winds that feel like they're pushing you somewhere

buttons

skulls and bones

Darker teals

Auburn and Ginger hair

freckles

the roaring of The Ocean

clouds

corduroy jackets, shirts, trousers…

running your hand over grass

mint

coins

pavement

the sounds of a bustling city from a distance

Streetlamp Lights

Tarot cards

the smell of smoke

tattoos

creases in the corners of eyes, scrunched up noses, dimples in peoples’ cheeks

Teeth

tapping your fingers/feet absentmindedly

people furrowing their brows when concentrating

people being passionate or overly excited about something

hand-drawn maps

nuts

dappled shade

‘childish’ words like “butthead” and “dummy”

colour symbolism in Literally Anything

golden syrup

toast

golden syrup on toast

Halloween

shadows

when there's a thick layer of mist everywhere

nicknames

leaves crunching under your boots

opening every chest in the dungeon

(knowing you’re in a nightmare)

True clowns

guitars

kitchen sinks by the window

that one green I’m always wearing (olive-ish?)

clotted cream

wooden staffs, sticks and wands

noticing a stranger has a really cool outfit on

bronze and copper and brass

videogame sound effects

clockwork machinery

soup

bookmarks

dog-eared books

intricate locks and keys

secrets

Libraries

Burnt sienna

dandelions

iced buns

silk

dust

Lavender

holy hell he’s talking about blake. he’s talking about blake to be clear: not directly, obviously morgan doesn’t know blake (and even if he does that’s not what i mean, not literally) but erik, indirectly, is talking about blake.

morgan’s talking about how the sodality, and seers themselves often fall into the trap of thinking that they know it all exactly as it’ll happen, that if they just ‘run all the numbers’ they can figure out exactly how it’s going to go.

he’s talking about blake. blake has run ‘bestie’’s death through his mind so many times and changed different calculations and looked through alternate paths (i’m too excited and exhausted right now to grab the exact quotes of this but blake said it himself that ‘the point never changes, the death never changes’ to paraphrase a whole lot. anyway.)

but he doesn’t know that. not for certain. it’s not confirmed, it’s just a prediction. and as morgan says, the further and further you run the numbers, the more and more alternate paths and choices and decisions you look through, the more inaccurate that prediction becomes. “something in the picture is going to be off”.

seers are only so powerful, and that ability has limits. no prediction is 100% accurate, because it can’t be. there is no ‘known outcome’.

i mean no wonder blake is actively in a “tailspin” to borrow morgan’s words. that stubborn madman wouldn’t know humility if it hit him in the face. he believes his powers are absolute. when ‘bestie’ kissed him, he literally could not comprehend how that could have happened without him seeing it beforehand.

am i missing something?

is it just because the magic only ever damages/backfires on the person using it? or was the presence of D’Deridahn causing all the harm from within, since he was the one guiding Blake’s magic to get them there? or is Bestie just uniquely better equipped to handle that kind of magic, in a way that Blake’s body struggles to cope with?

if Bestie is some kind of magic user (specific or otherwise), did they manage to do something that affected the trajectory/outcome? did their magic do something? was it on purpose?

theory time below the cut just in case you haven’t seen ‘Your Possessed ‘Boyfriend’ Struggles To Maintain Control | Audio RP | [M4A]’