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fu xuan’s interrogation

This is actually decided by a poll back in twitter, so I feel really bad about not posting it there. At last...

Swap Ishqueg/LCB Queequeg AU.

The Middle's Big Sister ID Queequeg uptie story:

It is rumoured that the Big Sister of the Middle’s U Corp. branch is especially well-loved and favoured by her Great Siblings.

And, at the same time, she’s incredibly petty and selfish toward her Little Brothers and Sisters.

People believe she accumulated so many augment tattoos in so little time and rose to the rank of Big Sister when she was so young because she enacted the Middle’s Vengeance in solitary. Thus, taking all the tattoos that she could have shared.

This blatant betrayal of one of the Middle’s core ideologies is somehow ignored and even encouraged by one particular Great Sister.

It is said that she’s flighty, capricious, and vain. She falls in love easily and falls out of it even easier.

Though those adjectives don’t mean much when one talks about the members of the Middle, it is advisable that you don’t say such a thing within earshot of a Middle’s sibling, or else, you will find a very unpleasant guest waiting at your doorstep.

The child sits on top of her little throne of corpses, most of which are mutilated in a way that barely resembles a human anymore.

She is patiently counting the pages of her book, but with each page, the number on the led screen behind her increases by one digit.

This degree of extravagance is not unheard of from the Middle. But this time, it is most likely that she was so bored waiting for her final subject of Vengeance that she made a throne out of the woman’s dead Syndicate comrades and repurposed their led screen for her amusement.

Queequeg: 46. 47…

She doesn’t even lift her face to acknowledge the woman who stands frozen at the entrance.

Queequeg: 48. 49…

Terrified Syndicate leader: I. I didn’t mean it like that! I didn’t know you were there!

The plea for her life, if this could be called that, came too late.

Queequeg: 50!

Queequeg: Ah hah! Today's next subject of Vengeance is…you!

With a loud laughter, she hurriedly scribbles the name into her Book of Vengeance. The number ‘50’ behind her glows bright purple, much like the tattoos covering her body.

Queequeg: Page 50. Title 10. Section 70. Row 21: Insulting a Big Sister’s characters. Page 50. Title 10. Section 70. Row 22: Breaking a Big Sister’s heart. Page 50. Title 10. Section 70. Row 23: Making a Big Sister embarrassed…thrice.

The other child fell to her knees, accepting her fate, but the Big Sister continued with the same glee.

Queequeg: Let’s go over everything in order, shall we? First, give me your tongue.

After a long while of wailing and screaming from all the tongue-cutting, heart-piercing, and limbs-breaking later, the small Syndicate could be considered thoroughly wiped, with its leader’s consciousness faded for the one last time.

It is as though she was woken up from a slumber, the delight of the perpetrator of the tragedy completely vanishes, leaving a strange…bewilderment.

Queequeg: Hmm…was that 49, or 50, or 51? I lost count again.

Great Sister of the Middle: You seem like you had fun.

Queequeg: It was fun! You should have seen her face when I showed her her own tongue.

In contrast to the child’s erratic glee, the Great Sister’s smile is serene. She adjusts the chain necklace that she especially gifted Queequeg, admiring its lustre.

Great Sister of the Middle: I checked your book, you know. I saw her name under the Breaking a Big Sister’s heart Section. Do you want to explain?

It is as though all the air in the room vanishes. The terrifying and triumphant Big Sister feels herself shrinking ever smaller, struggling and failing to break out of her Sister's grip.

The child’s fingernails dig into her arm. Cold sweat starts to trickle down her forehead. She opens her mouth as if to say something, but not a word comes out.

Great Sister of the Middle: Ahaha~ You are really cute when you are cornered like that.

The older child laughs heartily, gently pressing harder on the fearful Big Sister’s shoulders. Queequeg didn’t know if her laughter meant she was pardoned or if she was in trouble, so she dared not even breathe.

Great Sister of the Middle: Relax. You are too old to be punished for something like that.

She said, very softly kissing the scared child’s cheek.

Great Sister of the Middle: Try not to get too hung up about it, though. I told you already. Forget about other people. Only the Middle is capable of loving you.

Great Sister of the Middle: By the way, how many did you punished?

Queequeg: I don’t know. I lost count. Might have been 50 or something?

Her mind still lingers on the last topic, so the child couldn’t give her Sister a concrete number, yet the Great Sister doesn’t spare her any sympathy.

Great Sister of the Middle: 50 is much too few. I scolded you about this before, didn’t I? You ought to keep better track…Or else.

Queequeg: O— Of course.

“Isn’t 50 a lot already?” The child asked herself.

She slumped on the make-up table, incredibly irritated at the pungent scent of perfume spilt from the broken bottle.

“No. Isn’t one already too much?” She pulls her hair out.

Her neck feels so very heavy. What did the Great Sister say, giving her this necklace as a birthday gift? — You won’t have to raise your head ever again. The little golden crown feels prickly on her head, but she isn't allowed to take it off.

“Really. What did that woman say that was so wrong?”

The child darts her eyes around, accidentally meeting remnants of the red lipstick rolling on the floor.

“That I am flighty? That I am capricious? That I am vain?” She lifts her face to see the reflection in the mirror, the reflection of a flighty, capricious, and vain woman — one that she despises so much she couldn’t help but smash into pieces.

“What then? She speaks no falsehood. And even if those were lies…” The child quietly contemplates as she holds the scattered pieces of the broken mirror, frustrated to feel no pain at all. “Why did she have to…Why did I…?”

The question she posed has a very obvious answer, one that has been drilled into her head already.

Right, she has been told hundreds of times that:

Great Sister of the Middle: Only the Middle is capable of loving you.

Here, she has everything she needs. Here, she has the respect and affection of thousands. Anyone outside, living in that world of filth, that slighted her even a little bit deserves to be punished. And that is just a fact of life.

And so, even if she grows increasingly repulsed by her Siblings; even if she couldn’t stand working with them; even if she is deathly afraid of the Great Sister, it would still be unthinkable not to uphold the Middle’s decree.

The spiky golden crown is all she ever has. Those heavy, glistening golden chains are all she ever has. Their affection is the only thing she ever had and will ever have.

Even thinking so, the child couldn’t shake the images of that one sailor she met by chance at Marlin Port that other day: the sailor who shares the colour of her eyes with the hazel wood and hair with the sunset.

She wonders what that woman is doing now. Has that woman fallen in love? Or did she already find the love of her life? Or has she given up?

She spent no more than three minutes indulging herself in those kinds of thoughts.

The vase of white lilies stands tall and prideful despite the disarray caused by the child’s temper tantrum, reminding her to hold true and steadfast to her dear, dear family's values.

The Middle's Big Sister ID Queequeg's voicelines:

Identity Obtained: I am the most adorable, the strongest, the most beloved Sister, aren't I?

Uptying: 46. 47. 48. 49. 50…Ah hah! Today's next subject of Vengeance is…you!

Reasoning: This is her Bad End ID. One of the two of them anyway. I mused about her getting the Ahab ID and came to the conclusion that...Queequeg just doesn't have it in her. I could make it work, but in the angle that I am going to approach her story, it is just not Ahab.

And because of that I'm also considering ditching Blind Obsession E.G.O for her.

I just don't think Obsession is as much of her theme as Ishmael or Ahab. My version of her is about judgement and atonement, and by extension, love.

Personal notes:

I gave this Queequeg ID 3 arts because I can. And I mean...this is the bad end ID. It's like Wild Hunt, NCorp, and Captain, I have to give it a little flare.

I am terrified of being not canon compliant later, so the Great Sister's hands are covered with leather gloves. I don't want to speculate on her skin complexion, lest I be wrong later. But in my mind, she's pale like the white lilies, which is a reference to The Little Mermaid by Hans Christian Andersen, one of Queequeg’s source materials. My headcanon for her name for now is also simply "Lily".

I'm very into making the Middle a metaphor for an abusive family, which Queequeg can't escape from. One of the manipulation tactics of theirs is to deem everything outside disgusting and that warmth, love, and acceptance only exist inside. That is why "only the Middle is capable of loving you" is a thing. The theme of love goes deeper, but it's not convenient to explain it now. When I finally write Canto V for this AU, you'll see what I mean. Just remember I based her mostly on The Little Mermaid and only a bit on Moby Dick.

Queequeg is wearing a golden crown of thorns, which hurts her because envy in Limbus is a crown of thorns, and the Middle is very envy-coded. It is also a reference to The Little Mermaid. The crown of thorns is also like a crown of roses, which is a red flower, which is a reference the The Little-

Her counting to 50 (both her victims and the page on her Book of Vengeance) and lost count is a reference to...surprisingly not The Little Mermaid, but Moby Dick, in which Queequeg counts the pages of a thick book, but he only counts to 50 before restarting.

i really enjoyed guardian tales actually

ez breezy yuriz

heheheheh “beauty and the beast” romella doodle based on @darenk8p ‘s monster!romeo concept

stella’s dress is based off of @/darenk8p’s admin!stella design ☺️

Heyy so I saw ur art and it’s really good!!! everything I see it my heart goes boom boom also I wanted to ask if you seen this show. Called monkie kid since it’s based on the journey to the west

i’ve heard of it and seen screenshots but i haven’t watched it yet. the wukong is chill though

T H A N K Y O U

Technoshipping doesn’t get enough love and here I will make my case on why it is a Good Ship

Loud and funny guy with lots of insecurities paired with the quiet and peculiar guy who ALSO has lots of insecurities???? Iconic

An engineer with a robot? Also iconic

Techno is a cute ship name

SOFT SOFT BOYS

They don’t interact enough in the show despite having a lot of potential for a really interesting dynamic, so it’s both fun and challenging to write them as boyfriends

THEY’RE BOTH SO SMART THEY’D MAKE SUCH A COOL POWER COUPLE

Zane making Jay pie

They’re both so akward it’d be incredibly amusing to watch them ask each other out

Their aesthetics go well together

There aren’t enough dang fics

TWO SCARED BOYS = ONE SCARED COUPLE = CUDDLING

It’s 4 am and I can’t think clearly but trust me it’s a cute ship

It doesn’t matter if you hc Zane as super tall and Jay as super short or vice versa, because in both cases the height difference is phenomenal

They both have soft hair and that’s canon

They can be scarf buddies

They’re totally a playful, mushy couple that just wants to be around each other and hang out all the time

Jay making Zane laugh is my entire aesthetic and it could be yours too

Too fluffy for you? You want angst? Well listen here, buddy. I’m too tired for that right now but one if these days I’m gonna write a fic and my intention will be to make you cry.

Jay definitely rollerblades and Zane definitely ice skates. What does this mean, you ask? 80s neon aesthetic and glittery wintercore aesthetic solidarity. They can combine their forces and take over the world.

Jay saying “OwO” to be funny over text, completely forgetting that his boyfriend can’t comprehend those types of jokes without being explicitly given context. This results in Zane using it frequently and it makes him too happy for Jay to make him stop.

Headcanon that Jay burns everything he makes. He’ll be making the food, it’s going fine, and then he burns it. Zane wants to support him so he turns off his taste sensors and eats it.

Picture this: Jay burns the food and he brings it out knowing full well it practically isn’t edible, but he thinks its kinda funny so he just wants to show his boyfriend like “lol idk how i even burned it this badly wanna just order chinese” but he gets cut off when he turns and sees Zane go completely dead in the eyes and take a huge, unflinching bite of the completely black food. Nobody speaks. Zane chews and swallows. Kai walks into the kitchen. He sees. He knows. He opens his mouth to say something. He walks back out. The incident is never spoken of again.

Lol jk nobody lets Zane live it down

JAY TREATING ECHO LIKE A LITTLE BROTHER-IN-LAW. LISTEN. LISTEN. AND DON’T FORGET ED AND EDNA WOULD ABSOLUTELY LOVE ZANE BECAUSE HE’S SO SWEET AND POLITE HNNFGGFF.

THATS SO CUTE AAAAHHHH 😭😭😭💗💗💗💗

Not Exactly Foolproof

Red Son was going to win this time. Why? Because he had a plan. Surprising, I know. But this time it was going to work. He was prepared, it was foolproof!

He was going to flirt with the Noodle Boy

Wait, What?! Yeah, surprising. Why in the court of heaven would he, the son of THE Demon Bull King, have ANY interest whatsoever in a simple noodle boy, especially the one on the ENEMY SIDE?!

Well, its simple, really. It was to throw him off his rhythm. With someone with such a low constitution as Noodle Boy, he’d surely be distracted if the enemy suddenly started FLIRTING with him, yes?

And so, his plan was set. He would confront the Monkey King successor, and in the middle of their fight, he would use a classic flirty line to distract him! Yes, and in that moment when he’s processing what just happened, he would grab the Monkey King’s staff and escape! Like he said, foolproof.

Or so he thought. 

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