#another one for the trauma jar meme
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One thing that’s always nice to come across is an actors au for a show/game. So here’s some of the bad batch
Most of the batchers are siblings in real life.
Echo and Fives are twins, they can also do really good voice impressions of each other. During The Clone Wars, the twins had this thing of swapping armour for entire scenes and just play each other. It gave some members of staff trust issues.
For the clone wars and the bad batch the producers wanted actors who looked like each other and the clones to play the bad batch, so when Echo and Fives mentioned they have these cousins who are quadruplets and look quit similar to them, auditions were scheduled.
Wrecker didn’t need to go through any bodybuilding prior to the show, he was already buff enough.
Tech struggled a bit at first with the goggles, since they were more for costume than to actually see. He puts his normal glasses back on between scenes.
Crosshair missed a target once, and hit a member of staff on the forehead. Everyone laughed it off and called it “50 points headshot” but his brothers still don’t let him live it down.
They have photos of posing next to the Padme poster that was originally used on set for their ship before the scene was cut.
When they found out they were liked enough to get their own show they were surprised. For weeks on end after Hunter’s screensaver was Tech looking shocked. It was that funny.
Omega is also a relative. Maybe another cousin, or their little sister. But when they introduced her on set after her audition she ran in to hug her family as everyone was cheering about the coincidence. To quote a director; “How many of you guys are there?!”
Sometimes when someone is talking to another character whose face isn’t shown, actor B pulls faces to make actor A break character.
Omega and Wrecker had to be chased away from the mantel mix a few times on set.
After close combat scenes characters apologise to each other if someone got hit harder than intended. It’s never too hard, but the directors find it a bit jarring to stop filming the clone food fight and see everyone instantly go from aggressive and angry to “Sorry bud you good?”
It took Omega a few tries before hitting a clone of the head to start the food fight.
The family were honestly surprised at Crosshair’s acting and how he needed to go from threatening and cold to “Noooo Mayday!!”
The line where someone say’s “is there an Echo in here” and Echo introduces himself is improvised. He’s very proud of his little joke.
There’s dancing between takes.
Due to how much trauma the character’s go through. The actors all choreographed a few small dance routines they call the trauma dance, there’s actually a compilation of them online. Everyone has their dance
During a take the end of The Outpost a few lines were forgotten, and while there was a solid minuet of visibly hard and painful to look at improvising. Mayday had enough and lifted his head from the floor saying “I think that’s enough. Trauma dance time!” And started worming. Crosshair and the lieutenant cackled needed a few minuets to catch their breath from cackling so much.
Hunter and Mayday recreated the spider man pointing meme.
The batch like to swap helmets on set and wait until someone notices. Hunter and Echo got away with it for over 20 minuets during season 1.
Crosshair liked to fuck with the batch during the season 2 finale episodes.
During a take where Tech and Phee were saying goodbye the little shit started playing ‘can you feel the love tonight’ behind the camera.
They had to pause after Tech’s “death” because too many people were crying off camera.
The cast did an interview while playing with puppies. Including Dr Hemlock.
Speaking of Dr Hemlock, the hand thing he does in the show is actually just a habit he does in real life. The directors liked it and decided to keep it.
Did I mention that the actors mess around during takes?
While Omega was leaning over Crosshair on the table in the s2 finale, he opened his eyes and said “Good morning” with a smug voice. Omega instantly broke character snorting.
Fives once snuck on set where he and Echo decided to try their old clone wars trick. Echo gave Fives his costume and he played the character for multiple scenes until the helmet needed to be removed after a battle and BOOM! It’s the wrong twin delivering the lines flawlessly as if they were filming like normal while the other actors inside the set for The Marauder are freaking out and being all:
#the bad batch#the bad batch actor au#Star Wars#the bad batch spoilers#hunter the bad batch#tech the bad batch#wrecker the bad batch#echo the bad batch#crosshair the bad batch#omega the bad batch#hunter#tech#echo#wrecker#crosshair#omega#tbb spoilers
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IM NOT LATE AT ALL 😍😍😍 GRAY GHOST YES THATS 3 I AM ASKING FOR 3 😍 OOPS THAYS A 4TH ONE NOW ITS FOUR 😍 OH NO I DID IT AGAIN NOW ITS FIV-
SDFHLFSD WELL I HOPE I CAN DELIVER
😍- Any random headcanons you may have
At some point, Valerie brings home a glass jar and labels it "Pun Jar." Every time Danny makes a terrible pun, she forces him to put a quarter in it. It doesn't take very long for it to fill up enough to pay for a fancy date night (partially because puns run in Danny's blood, but partially because he loves making them to get a reaction out of her)
Danny thought it would be fun to bond with Valerie by introducing her to DOOMED. She got permanently banned after ten minutes for exchanging some "choice words" with another player for ruining her kill streak (Danny was dying of laughter the whole time)
You know how Sam, Tucker, and Jazz are always bugging Danny to be more open and talk about his traumas with them so he doesn't bottle them up? Yeah, that bothers him. There are just some things he's not comfortable with sharing or that he's even ready to share. Valerie is different, though. She knows what it's like to be out on the front lines, more so than any of the rest of Team Phantom. She knows the weight of having a double life and the pain (both physically and mentally) it can bring. She obviously wants Danny to share things with her, but she doesn't push him to do so. She knows he trusts her; he just needs time. He starts doing the same for her unconsciously and lo and behold, the two of them end up sharing far more with each other than they have with anyone else.
Danny is the little spoon and it's one of his favorite things in the world
Danny would be the one to propose, and yes, he would absolutely use Jack's line: "will you be the one to hunt ghosts with me for the rest of my life?" (of course, there aren't really a lot of ghosts to hunt per se especially since he's the Ghost King now whoops but he can't resist the need to use it on her). it's one of the only times he ever sees her cry but it's also one of the best kisses he ever gets from her.
~~Send me a ship and an emote from this ask meme and i'll make myself cry over sappy headcanons all over again!!
#danny phantom#ask hannah#ask game#danny fenton#valerie gray#gray ghost#dooshek#i had to think long and hard about the good ones to include hehe#thanks for the ask!!
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Digimon Tamers - Episode 34
What the fuuuuuuck? Whelp, I got the darkness I've been waiting for and I didn't really care for it to be honest. Don't get me wrong, I'm still excited for this show to get edgy, but this episode just felt jarring and the animation was kinda questionable.
Btw you've all been very courteous in the replies not spoiling anything, so thank you for that. Please continue to not spoil things haha :) I feel a little bad sharing this photoset because even the episode's title is spoilerific, but I'll make sure to tag it properly so at least the people that blacklist spoilers don't see it. (Then again, maybe I'm the only one in 2023 who still hasn't seen this show lol).
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Because I made the mistake of googling Culumon's gender a few episodes back, I did get spoiled that they're not really a digimon. Still, this raises many questions. What are they? Where did they get the name Culumon? What was their original form and how did they get their current form? etc. etc. I guess them not being a digimon lines up with them being partner-less and having a weird digivolution enhancing power.
This episode felt weird because it was basically (other than a brief, relaxed bit) one loooong battle scene filled with misery and rage. It sort of felt like one of those really abrupt surprise horror things like Doki Doki Literature Club because the tone shift was so jarring. Normally I like that sort of thing, but I don't know that it was executed well here.
I think the main flaw that this episode had for me is that the focus was on Leomon dying and Juri breaking down over his death. I do not care enough about those characters for that to have an impact on me. I don't feel like there was enough time spent developing their tamer-partner relationship. Even in this very episode when Leomon is questioned as to why he became Juri's tamer he's just like "fate I guess" which is a pretty lukewarm response. Also, Leomon dying is like a meme in Digimon lore, so that was another blow against this moment.
It felt a little off to me that Kyubimon got so beaten up but Ruki just panicked on the sidelines instead of running to comfort her. I get that that was probably a self-preservation response, but it seemed a little cold.
First Juri's digivice (arc, whatever) blue screens and then Takato's shatters!? Now that's intriguing...
I was hype to get a new "bad" digivolution since that hasn't happened since SkullGreymon (unless you count abominations like Chimeramon). It was a little upsetting to see Takato flip out. I wonder if his mixed emotions about Guilmon "just being data" played into his accidental abuse. The evil digivolution is cool looking but maybe has too many colors going on
Daaaaamn, poor Shiuchon just GOT here and now she's going through all this trauma. Not fair...
That was quite the cliffhanger ending, I feel like the follow-up to the chaos will be more interesting than the chaos itself...
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jamie tartt (doo doo doo doo doo doo)
character ask meme time!!!
one aspect about them i love
this is a very specific thing but watching the trajectory of not just his character development but his willingness to be.... happy? in front of people, specifically, across time? bc one thing i've noticed watching season 3 as it airs and then going back and watching the show from season 1 on through with a friend of mine who's watching it for the first time w/ me is that he barely smiled in season 1. not like.... for real. he smirked and sneered a lot but he didn't Smile, not in a real way, and now that we've seen what he actually looks like when he's smiling it's just. it's really jarring to go back and realize oh he just. never smiled, when we met him, huh. the kinda thing that drives me nuts.
one aspect i wish more people understood about them
i feel like this is one area where my lack of exposure to fandom at large is gonna hamstring my ability to coherently answer one of these questions slksjv but i guess i'll just say with No specific judgement or thought towards any particular person or thing i've seen in particular, i wish people generally Understood More about trauma and what they're saying about it wrt jamie, if that makes sense.
one (or more) headcanon(s) i have about this character
[points at icon] The Man Is Aromantic Gd Bless. i could go on about this forever in all the ways i see it manifest in his storyline and the way i think about him. but that's pretty much a gimme around here, given The Icon and my fic XD
so for another one, i think he would be, depending on the sort of person you are, either extremely fun or extremely obnoxious to watch movies/tv with. i feel like he's the sort of person who Talks To the tv and has very strong feelings about whatever is going on and NEEDS to share them. in order to get him to shut up during movie nights at away matches somebody needs to basically be designated to sit next to him and play with his hair because that is pretty much the only guaranteed way to get him to be quiet bc when people are like Directly Affectionate with him it turns his brain off.
one character i love seeing them interact with
well there's roy, because that dynamic is as i have described before "a rich tapestry of things that make me fully insane" and i will never tire of pondering it but there has been SO MUCH good stuff with him and sam in season 3, particularly in background moments. the trajectory of their dynamic has been very fun to watch and the way that relationship has been communicated lately, largely without dialogue, has been a very engaging game of Watching For That as episodes progress.
one character i wish they would interact with/interact with more
i'm gonna take what could perhaps be an interesting pivot here and say rebecca. i think they are both like..... a very particular kind of Awkward in a lot of situations that i think would be very fun to watch in a situation Together. they'd bump off of each other like roombas. there's a reason i have at least one or two Rebecca And Jamie Are Left In An Interaction Together During Some Kind Of Serious Moment scenes in several of my fics. also i would just.... really like to see something made of how he was one of the bigger pieces of collateral damage in her war against rupert early on, i think there's some very fun space to like. get very interesting with that.
one (or more) headcanon(s) i have that involve them and one other character
this is a bit of a cheater answer since it isn't 'one' other character but i think jamie often has trouble sleeping (i could say about a million things abt this) and sometimes when he's having a particularly Bad Time with it i'll make an excuse to go find someone he knows and trusts and take a nap on their couch while they play video games or read or watch a movie or something. everybody has just sort of acclimated to this being a Thing That He Does, with a wide variance of understanding of what exactly he's doing and why.
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I wanted to finish another drawing during @polyshipweek (inspired by various prompts, including Cinnamon Roll Protection Squad from Nozle's ship dynamics meme), but it didn't get past the sketch stage. I'll still share it, together with some hcs (slightly nsfw and kinky ones included) for an AU in which these five got entangled with each other in more ways than just crime solving.
Tang Fan:
Firmly believes that he is the littlest cinnamon roll of all cinnamon rolls and behaves accordingly. Would do anything for his friends. Now that he has more than one brat tamer at his disposal, it does not make him any less needy. The only one he is secretly afraid of is Ding Rong, knowledge that Wang Zhi is frequently using against him. With his dramatic antics he suffers the most prettily, so he is the most common to get wrecked (and makes it everyone's problem). Doesn't accept anything less than three bowls of noodles as aftercare.
Wang Zhi:
The actual cinnamon roll, but in denial (no one should dare to imply that towards him). It is not always easy to encompass the conflicting facts that he is both the youngest of the group and the 2nd most powerful man in the dynasty. Is making strides towards learning what he wants and deserves, but easily bristles when his inexperience becomes apparent. Has developed a habit of showing up at anyone's door at any time out of the blue and has no qualms to take up the most space in bed, even though he is by far the smallest. He has become the biggest flirt and the most touchy-feely once he learned how nice it is to have such a big, loving family.
Ding Rong:
Nobody really knows what he does most of the time. He is married to his job, aka Wang Zhi, a room full of meticulously sorted jars and 2 1/2 skeletons. Anyone who wants to get it on with Wang Zhi needs to get past Ding Rong's intense glare first. When they all get together, he is both the one who makes sure that everyone has all the oils, towels and implements they need, as well as the service top who is the last man standing at the end of a long night. He is also the kinkiest of the lot, his intricate knowledge of the human body combined with his sadistic tendencies make him light up as soon as any kind of edge play is mentioned. Might start to silently cry when held tightly for longer than 30 seconds.
Jia Kui:
After his retirement plan got forcefully cancelled, Jia Kui still doesn't quite know why he's here (tbh, same), but somehow, to his even greater bewilderment, everyone seems to love him (also same), even though he rarely talks and is mostly just there. He finds it kinda nice, though. Jia Kui gives the best of hugs and likes to join Sui Zhou in the kitchen, where they bond over cooking and military trauma.
Sui Zhou:
Similar to Jia Kui he isn't quite sure how he got roped into this new, big family life, but their community helps him to cope with his ptsd. It's hard to take his nightmares too seriously when burried amongst a heap of blissfully snooring men. He is appreciated by everyone for his cooking skills and his generosity, loyalty and his unobtrusive, pleasant company (as well as his great physique). He has learned that he does not mind sharing Tang Fan, in fact, it gives him fuzzy warm feels to know he is enjoying himself.
One would think that with five handsome guys there is a lot of action in the various bedrooms - however, given the stressful lives they lead, usually everyone just passes out as soon as they find a moment to lie down. With their youthful energy Tang Fan and Wang Zhi are the two most likely to initiate anything. The times when Sui Zhou and Jia Kui happen to get it on together are special highlights and have the others watching in awe (because clearly, they are a sight to behold!). In his efficiency Wang Zhi has tried to schedule regular sexy times, but after the third attempt failed due to some emergency or imperial affair getting in the way, he has now resolved to simply send out carriages to pull everyone away from whatever they are doing whenever he's in the mood. He has also now reserved a much bigger private suite at Huanyi Lou for such occasions.
#the sleuth of ming dynasty#tsomd#tang fan#sui zhou#wang zhi#ding rong#jia kui#cinnamon roll protection squad#accidental family acquisition#queerplatonic partners#polyshipweek23
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he tried hurting me is all.
Oh no… Sorry Aeron. The wording was so ambiguous. The betrayal of Ephah (towards Aeron) vs the betrayal of Ephah (by Aeron).
When puzzling I leaned too hard on the context clues of the yandere/yangire deal seen in Limerence and came to the wrong conclusion that Aeron had been the aggressor.
It has definitely been a thing in many cultures to try and consume another’s powers, from outright cannibalism to people taking relics from the bodies of saints.
this is basically what happened. it's randomized, it's rare, but that's it. that is why the faces all turn blank but the eyes look the same of those around whoever enters "the spiral", as dubbed by aeron and genesis in the demo.
Woo! Wild speculation got one thing right!
anything that has eyes represented
Uh oh. Suddenly glad of not having any posters on the wall.
Damn. When doing that computer lesson meme I should have made Aeron stare directly out of the screen (like those paintings where the eyes follow you). Genesis kind of is looking at the viewer though.
i repair paintings that are affected in the spirals because i feel it is my duty. no one is going to do it as well as i will!
I take it Aeron has seen Ecce Homo, or the oil paintings given ‘90s style eyebrows.
aeron otherwise "preserves" dead lovers by taking pieces from them and keeping them in a collection.
Lock of hair, fairly traditional mourning custom… Body parts, serial killer territory… Completely confused and a little concerned about the tiny mermaid in that jar.
yes. erebus was a case. a very, very mild case touched by the manifestation.
Ah. So Eri was affected but not deliberately by Aeron. The street fight part is now confusing as the hallucinations started after the knock to the head affected his eyes. Unless those were separate things? Or he was attacked by someone affected and shoved back, or was in the very early stage before the hallucinations but had just begun spiralling.
aeron very explicitly states that he is willing to relinquish control from erebus. he already has.
[Eri screaming off screen about being bathed] /j
their relationship is built on misunderstandings on both sides. there is a happy ending for them.
*chants softly* Aerebus. Aerebus.
ripped everything out of their body, leaving them hollow
Did Lucia die completely? Or did they get sewn up with a Y incision and begin a new unlife as Scarlett? It contradicts all logic but I want them to have. And then they kill Silas, stopping his rampage.
i wouldn't say you exactly die with it every time. sometimes you just become something different. you know what i think the only solution is?
Sweet, a new and improved form. You will all regret this >:)
i am an aggressor. i always have been. but that doesn't mean i always am...well, i usually am, but i wasn't in this case. for once. though, perhaps, what i did to him led to this.
for clarification, the street fight, which caused erebus head and eye trauma, are the same event. this was a brush while walking home, where a spiraling aggressor attacked him.
don't worry, i'm unfortunately aware of ecce homo.
aeron thinks the people he loved are important. they are, of course. they know no one else will remember the people he loved. so, in addition to writing obituaries for every person that fall into their hands, they have a personal, private exhibit, just for their gaze.
the player will find those items. depending on how many they collect over their playthrough, they'll be able to access the main room of them.
lucia was killed completely. there was only a few eyes in her skin. her organs were taken. probably eaten by silas. a horrible way to go.
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miscellaneous memories;
• one year in particular, 2020, i distinctly remember setting myself up with the task of going through and reporting a plethora of videos which came out in the wake of ronnie mcnutt’s death. spoiler alert; i’m not exactly an old individual, so i was doing all this in the range of being 12-13. i set myself up for this task because i was so incredibly angered at the fact people on the internet would take a random mans suicide and turn it into a meme. i also distinctly remember scrolling on his instagram page for new posts, determined to report all of the ones which were graphic & tagged him. i still remember how drained it made me, seeing this mans death on camera over & over in different places and different fucked up quote unquote jokes. how was this even remotely funny? regardless, i had a plethora of nights where i remembered the last words he said, over & over, and remembered the visual much more than a 12-13 year old should. i shouldn’t have even been doing that, nor should i have seen the visual in the first place. i should’ve been catching bugs or at least doing something less incredibly jarring like play super mario instead of going and watching a man die over and over, even with the goal of reporting the videos it was still so awful. although i temporarily got somewhat desensitized in the middle of my process of reporting these videos over & over, it didn’t last long. somewhat glad it didn’t, because i prefer being sensitized and being affected by things than to not be affected; that’s just me though. i hope his family is okay.
• on christmas day itself i remember a topic being brought up my mother and i frequently scuffle over, all over a simple thing i remembered and thought of as silly that had something to do with santa. my mother instead thought of it as inherently ‘mean’, and made a passing remark i didn’t see as fitting. called her out on it at the table, & she made some god awful statement about victims forgiving their attackers.. what? remembering it is god awful, especially when my grandmother agreed and had other people not needed in this topic shove themselves in, but since i’m already recounting i’ll continue. the conversation boiled and i eventually left the dining room, content with being quiet for the rest of the time spent up at my grandmothers besides a handful of simple responses. as soon as we got in the car, i told her what was on my mind; how unfair she was being & how much she didn’t seem to understand. i cried because the topic itself always gets to me, and she in tandem cried because i cried. i think she’s more civil with the topic, now.. i still don’t understand her inherent anger, but if i put it in a way i understand i may be able to comprehend it.
• i had an old friend; name i remember is only a deadname, which is incredibly saddening. they were two years older than me if i remember right; dark brown hair, incredibly goofy. used to roleplay with them on the playground during the summer, as i went to summer camp, and they seemed adamant on a ‘pokemon love shop’ they had as an idea. one of their prevalent plot points was having a character have a ‘dark alter ego’ which would assault another character. i believe this was built from their own trauma they had, as they had dealt with many things, and i’ve lost contact with them for several years now. i remember they used to play minecraft and stardew valley, remember they were learning japanese, moved to florida; surely much more. although we’ve since lost contact and i likely have no way to contact them again, i do wish them well and hope they’re in a better mental space.
• as a kid, i was petrified of the concept of someone having constant eyes on me. both because of religion + whole santa shtick, i always believed someone was watching me no matter what i was doing. remember taking baths and being petrified because i wanted no one to see me, and although there wasn’t anyone actually present, there simultaneously was because i was always told things like ‘santas watching’ or a similar sentiment but with god. even if i wasn’t always told these statements upfront, they were always in the back of my mind. made me incredibly insecure in myself and everything i did, along with uncomfortable in my own body. i’m not someone who likes to be observed in vulnerable ways unless its with someone i can trust.. and yes, that sentiment does continue with eating as well— although eating is far different from being viewed bare, i digress.
• somewhat related to the above memory, yesterday i seemed to finally take the time to inspect areas of my body. not in a scrutinizing way, nor in any true way; simply in a neutral format. wondered if i still had stretch marks; definitely do, they’re just faded. difference between the marks and my regular skin depended on the pigment, and the difference is easier to see in a bath. noticed my right arm + some of my shoulder still have marks from the days i picked at skin out of nerves. also noticed the fact i seem to enjoy having body hair as its both something which makes me feel somewhat hopeful my body isn’t permanently the way it is, overtly feminine, and the fact my body hair used to be something i heavily disliked. i remember being young & having gotten started with puberty early, constantly hearing the phrase “when are you going to shave?” said by my mother in the summertime. my legs were pale, so it made leg hair stand out quite a bit. it was irksome, both my moms words of telling me to shave & the noticeable factor of said hair, and i had grown to have a subconscious distain for any body hair for a short period of time as i saw it as unclean. this soon faded, and now i freely enjoy myself as i am. should also note; you can obviously be feminine with body hair & theres no right or wrong way to be a girl, having body hair kicks ass no matter what you’re doin, i just hope its known i enjoy my body hair because i see it as somewhat masculine although it isn’t actually. hair is just.. hair, but on me i like to see it as masculine. it can also be feminine & gender neutral and whatnot. just wanted to clarify :^)
huh, relived a lot of memories writing these. makes sense.
#suicide mention#assault mention#adding these incase#cybers tangents#probably important if someone wanted to analyze my psyche
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Ok I need to rant about breaking bad again
First of all, this fucking song...
This has to be one of the best songs I've heard all year. It's so fucking eerie and heart stopping and droning and terrifying
AND THE SCENE IT PLAYS IN IS JUST-
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I firmly believe this is one of the greatest scenes in cinema history
It's this scene, at the precise moment where the music suddenly... stops
Something changes in walter....
(Spoilers ahead)
I'm not saying that annoying thing like "THIS IS WHERE WALT BECOMES HEISENBERG" cus i believe he always was Heisenberg. He was there from the start. I don't think Heisenberg is some "EVIL ALTER EGO 0000000 SPOOKY" type shit, although I will admit it makes for a hilarious meme. I think Heisenberg is simply a manifestation of walts inner insecurity, emmasculation, and self loathing. this moment isn't where "heisenberg takes over" or whatever, rather it's where Walt is so overwhelmed, so trapped, so helpless... he genuinely believes his family is going to be killed because of him, and there is nothing he can do to stop it. At this moment, all the stress and trauma and agony reaches its climax and he just... breaks
From this point there's a noticeable change in Walt's behavior. He's far more risk taking, more ballsy, more confident, more calculating. Taking this into account its understandable why people would immediately jump to saying he's been taken over by some alter ego because it certainly looks and feels like that at first glance. But I don't think it works that way. Psychology doesn't work that way and not even in the world of breaking bad does it work that way. Even after a major traumatic and mind altering event like this scene sure he'd definitely be different in a ton of ways but he's still the same guy.
I think from a psychological point of view this shift is a subconscious defense mechanism crafted by his brain in response to the overwhelming traumatic stimuli. Sure it may not be as cool as "HIS EVIL ALTER EGO IS TAKING OVER" but I feel like it is the most realistic and fitting for the story.
Now whenever anyone talks about this scene they understandably go straight to praising and dissecting the acting, cinematography and framework. This is all completely valid since there's so many incredible layers in this clip. But one piece I notice few have really delved into is the music.
The first minute or so is chaotic and rapid, a backdrop of deep scrambling beats with a subtle repetitive ringing over top which almost sounds like an alarm. The whole thing feels like a crowd of people scrambling in a panic.
And then as the background fades out and gives room to the main beat, another rough, fuzzy sound starts to drown the main beat out. Soon all of that fades to just a constant hazy drone accented with deep vworping sounds. Suddenly there's an upsweep and then-...
Silence...
A very quiet, deep vworping starts playing, it's rhythm even like the beating of walts sinking heart. For a while that's all you hear, just that lone beat. In comparison to the absolute chaos you were hearing just moments ago, this near silence is jarring and eerie.
And then it changes...
I don't know about you but when I heard those louder deep droning beats for the very first time, I can only describe it as nothing short of haunting...
It sounds completely unnatural, unlike any instrument that exists. It sounds... metallic, as if you were hearing a giant sheet of metal being hit by strong gusts of wind. Or like the poor quality audio recording from a submarine of a glacier scraping against the sea floor. This droning gets louder and is soon accompanied by additional unnatural tones and screeches, all gradually getting louder and louder until some warbling, shrill whitenoise soon overpowers all of it.
The music gives you a glimpse into walts mind and body, what he's feeling and the tone of his thoughts. He starts panicked, desperately searching for the money. But as he learns what happened to it, he freezes... his racing mind and heart all come to an abrupt halt. He realizes he's helpless, and he finally snaps.
#off topic#breaking bad#brba#brbaposting#breaking bad spoilers#brba spoilers#walter white#long post#Spotify#Youtube
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What's your opinion on the different MegaTen soundtracks? Which series has your favourites? Do you think there are any particularly bad ones?
Ooh thanks for the question! I love listening to MegaTen, my favorite YouTube channels are PSC, which catalogues all of the Persona music, and Megaten Music, which catalogues all of the MegaTen music. They’re great because they include a lot of lesser known soundtracks like OVAs and bonus CDs.
As far as my favorites go, of the Persona tracks I listen to the Persona 2: Innocent Sin soundtrack all the time. My favorite songs from there is definitely Knights of the Holy Lance and Yukino’s Theme. Yukino’s Theme is a bop and Knights of the Holy Lance is THE most hype song in Persona. Fight me.
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I’ve also been listening to Persona 5 Strikers a lot lately, and I have to say I jam out to Counterfeit Phantom every time it comes on, it’s AMAZING.
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The Persona soundtracks are all so good I could talk about each one for hours but I won’t. I WON’T. I’m forcing myself not to. But one more, I really love the Persona 3 Portable soundtrack, I think it deserves more love. One of my favorites from there is Sun, it is a bop, truly. When the horns come in I can’t help but dance, it’s great.
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Switching over to MegaTen, SMT: If has a fantastic soundtrack that all of you should listen to. Tbh Old Enemy - Akira Volume might be the best battle theme I’ve ever heard. It’s so good, gosh. I feel like I keep saying that. Persona 5 had a remix on their soundtrack, which is also amazing, but here’s the original:
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This might be a Steaming Hot Take but also really like the Dx2 soundtrack, particularly Desolation feels like I’m ascending to another reality when I listen to it which is kinda jarring considering everything else about Dx2 is so lackluster but the music is SICK. It’s all on Spotify too, give it a listen if you haven’t.
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Also very much love the SMTV soundtrack, my favorite has got to be the Demi-fiend remix they did, it’s an absolute banger. But I also love Battle -origin- which plays when you fight Fionn, because WOW when I first heard that I was floored.
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Okay this is a recent listen for me but the Raidou game soundtracks??? The HORNS??? My goodness WOW I love it so much. I have yet to listen to the full soundtrack but the main Theme is amazing, it very much makes me think of like, jazzy heists like Great Pretender.
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Slightly veering off MegaTen for my “honorary” MegaTen titles, these are games that I consider in the same category as MegaTen but actually aren’t, but I still wanted to share anyway.
Trauma Center is such an enigma to me. I wish they would bring the series back, I think it’s pretty funny tbh. The series is just about dramatic doctors I think it would be hilarious if it was in MegaTen. Can you imagine. Anyway I love the soundtrack, there’s not really a good rip of it on YouTube unfortunately but like, unironically, they did not need to go this hard. Of course it was Shoji Meguro who composed it so who’s surprised? One of my favorites is Second Opinion, it’s very similar in vibes to Persona tbh. I think Vulnerability was a meme at some point, but I listen to that one quite often as well.
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Okay guys. Listen. Catherine? WHY DOES IT GO SO HARD? I love the remixes they did of classical music so much, I listen to them all the time. My two favorites are Ode to Joy and Beethoven - Piano Sonata No. 14, Op. 27 No. 2 in C Sharp Minor. The former is a BOP and the latter goes INCREDIBLY HARD.
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I’m limiting myself to 10 so this is my last one, but I need you guys to listen to, like, the entire Etrian Odyssey soundtrack, from every game, because they are all on Spotify and they are all amazing. It would be impossible to choose a favorite but one of the bangers on my repeats is Tumult - Raise Thy Sword in Pride Nexus Version, because wow wow wow wow that’s all I have to say about that. Edit: Tumult - Crest of a Violent Wave [Arranged Version] also makes me want to scream it’s so good.
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I don’t know if there’s truly a MegaTen soundtrack I dislike, I listen to most of them quite frequently and every soundtrack has its ups and downs. The soundtrack I dislike the most would probably be the Persona 5 Dancing soundtrack, because I don’t think there’s a single remix on there that I like to the point of listening on repeat, and it’s a shame that the game didn’t include anything from Strikers or Royal by virtue of it coming out before them. It shows that Atlus really jumped the gun on those games and put out rushed and unpolished games that could’ve really benefited by just… waiting. And when the songs in your dancing game aren’t very good, that’s really not a good sign.
Anyway enough negative talk, I love MegaTen music so much, I have a playlist filled with 500 of my favorite songs you can listen to here:
I’m constantly adding more song to this playlist, it’s mostly persona at the moment because it started out as a persona bops playlist and then I started adding a bunch of MegaTen as a whole so I’m still in the process of evening out the ratio. But anyway, give it a listen if you want, it’s quite the playlist lol.
If you have music of your own to share, please do! There’s still a bunch of MegaTen I haven’t heard yet.
#ake-asks#persona 2#persona 5 strikers#persona 3 portable#shin megami tensei if#smt if#shin megami tensei liberation dx2#smt dx2#shin megami tensei v#smt v#raidou kuzunoha#devil summoner raidou kuzunoha#trauma center#catherine full body#etrian odyssey
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Shouldn't William be seeing everything in Ness's life? Or be able to possess he all the time?
Sorry that I'm not going to give the complete answer to this since I don't want to forget and I need to start work for the day but without going into the the slightly more defined idea I've gotten of how Glichtrap works in this AU
Quick version: Silver Parasol gets random bits and pieces from Fazbear Entertainment to scan in to potentially speed up production in some way.
One of these is implied to be a certain Springy Boi, or at least the motherboard for him, next thing you know you've downloaded a long dead serial killer
No I'm not cutting Ansem out when I'm reusing my favorite kingdom hearts meme base. Because for one causing children trauma is one of his favorite things. He embedded a data version of himself in a teenage boy's memories. Just in case. Also unlike Silver Parasol, he'd download William intentionally.
So HC Start: The way I chose to handle William as Glitchtrap once he's been released from the VR game he's got two main parts, his actual soul and the virus. Both take up residence in in Vanessa when she was duped into it, with a side of in AU land, honestly, she was still mostly sure the whole thing was just a neat little subplot with the only thing was that she knew Tape Girl/Gabriella but shrugged it off as a way to save costs on hiring another voice actor and it makes for a nice little easter egg for those working on the game
(reminder, Silver Parasol sold the nearly completed game to another publisher I named *checks notes, but not a joke for once* Rose Key due to the lack of canon one. Vanessa never worked with Jeremy.)
But after the cell door true ending Vanessa has the whole of Glitchtrap using her as an escape route.
Be also further into pure HC: As mentioned he comes in two parts, and part of why Gabriella lied about the kill switch being the bunny adoption switch is that the soul half can, no remnant required, use another person as something of an anchor. Originally it was Jeremy, then to Gaby who took drastic measures to get him out of her, the game, and be someone else's problem.
Now the virus half, I don't know how he does the jump from Vanessa to Vanessa's computer. I don't care until I do. What matters is, two parts in two places, but they're also completely connected.
He also can through Vanessa, and only Vanessa, infect additional computers she uses, and once he's into the Fazbear Entertainment network, he can stay in there.
In virus form he can give a bit of the Glitch Bun Virus to others via the virus half. There's some level of limitation on how many, some people are just more resistant to it. Whatever we both know I'm just saying words now.
However as to the actual question, can he always see what Vanessa is doing? Nope! He's still only able to do one thing at a time so if he's busy seeing how far he can push the development of Doctor Scraptrap along and Vanessa's in the break room, watching as Ryan finishes the coffee pot, and like the monster he is, just leaves it empty. He's not also able to watch Ryan's crimes.
He can jump into a Vanessa POV at any moment since she is his main soul jar. She can't feel when he's passively there only if he starts getting a bit chatty. Which still happens, but he's generally chosen to mainly talk to her through the messenger she made for him (Rabbitsnare.exe)
Over time there's also an issue of them developing a level of bleed over of strong emotions and extreme physical experiences the longer he's in there.
(IE him feeling any time she's in the inferno room. He especially can feel that one.)
As always, don't tell me that some of that doesn't make sense, I already know. I'm just trying to get some rules down that work for this specific thing
Anyway time for the short answer!
Potentially yes! But only quite late in when they're a lot more intertwined and William's had a power creep in this respect over the few years this takes places over.
Also one of the backup plans very much is, fuck it, I'm Vanessa now. It's at least a physical body.
Though any time he fully possesses her, she is potentially able to fight out of it.
#The chat log semi fic#You know the deal this is all just in this AU I'm going off vibes more than canon a lot of the time#also I don't like getting into fnaf lore debates.#questions
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“I brought you some water.” (from leon for claire!)
early march 2020
noticing trauma meme@everythingheard (leon)
sometimes claire feels like she's in the twilight zone. there's elements of her life that feel so mundane again that a part of her wants to chase the feeling just to exist within it as if, with it, a sense of childish pretending can commence. as if she's always been this girl rushing to her next college course because she'd miscalculated the line at the coffee shop and not a girl who only a few months before had been in a hell on earth where the undead hunted her and she had to fight for her life. it's jarring, the normalcy of it all after being on alert for so long; as if there's a kind of disconnect between the moments that make up her day.
she laughs with her classmates as they talk amount a movie while waiting for their professor.
she startles at the sound of the door banging against the wall because the professor was carrying a bunch of items and used his foot a bit too forcefully to shove the door open.
(because a part of her knows, there is still a risk to her out there.)
claire never much cared about politics before she switched her major either, yet now she was starting to pay attention to things within the complexities of it and how it could be used to shape and change society. she was happy to be back in school even if her major was different now but was ever aware that it also brought her one step closer to fulfilling a deal that she still wasn't quite sure what would look like. (she could make a difference with it though. maybe she could be a small part of something that could stop history from repeating and that mattered even if it'd come about because of a deal she still held unease about.) but, she also knew her deal looked a lot better than leon's. she was allowed some semblance of normalcy while he wasn't. not right now at least, unless you counted them as a sliver of normal (maybe they were, in a way, some piece of life and hope that wasn't ripped from them). it wasn't fair, the paths they were being placed on but at least.. at least they were trying to make the most of it.. together. that mattered too.
but that was the other thing: leon.
they'd gone about things so backwards, really. risked their lives for each other before they knew one another, lived together before they had feelings for each other, slept in the same bed before they'd even kissed... and now he was off enduring training that was beating him down to build him back up while she was going to school and expected to be normal and missing him like she imagined those wives that lined up on base as their husbands went off to deployment must have always felt when they returned home after to an empty bed. her nineteen-year-old (going on twenty) life wasn't anything like she imagined it'd be anymore than leon was the kind of guy she'd thought herself falling for when she'd briefly dated in high school (not that that really counted when nothing had ever gotten passed making out at the movies and breaking up two weeks later). but it was how things had played out and claire couldn't really imagine her life without leon in it and a part of her was still trying to sort out how she felt about that.
she'd never felt so strongly about someone before.
maybe it was some weird combination of her first real experience with a significant relationship even if they hadn't really been on any actual official date yet and the fact that in over three months she'd spent more time with him than she thinks she'd ever had with another person outside of chris. claire worried earlier on that maybe it was a kind of co-dependence brought on by trauma and maybe a part of it was but at some point it'd become something else, something more. they knew each other in a way she wasn't sure other people knew them. they'd shared things they never shared with anyone else. they felt safe together in a world that no longer felt safe.
perhaps that's why, the moment temporary housing had been set up for her so she could start classes at the new school on time until something else was sorted since apparently the dorms weren't deemed secure enough, she'd given leon the key to it when she'd went to see him the one time they'd actually let her go see him during training thus far. it wasn't like they did anything in order and it wasn't as if they were moving in together (besides who knew how long his training would take) but there was a comfort in the acceptance of the access. that if for some reason he decided to show up at three in the morning unannounced, she trusted him and was okay with that. it meant, there was a kind of home they'd found in each other and frankly, it wasn't as if he actually had his own apartment yet (or that she did, this was temporary). he'd gone right to training in the aftermath of their capture, or well, a week or so later. it meant 'as long as we stick together, we'll be fine'; that even if they weren't going to see each other everyday like they had up until she'd been captured by umbrella, that it wasn't going to be goodbye or a disconnect. we're in this together. that's what it felt like and claire hoped he took comfort in that as much as she did.
that comfort doesn't make her restlessness any better though, once she's back 'home' after classes and finished her homework and is sitting on the couch with the news playing in the background and her cup of soda clattering to the floor because the news is talking about raccoon again but they are talking about umbrella too this time and the government and there's been a data leak and she's not sure she's heard much after that but the few images they do show after a viewer caution are seared in her mind both from memory and from seeing it again. she certainly doesn't remember falling asleep or passing out on the couch at some point (an hour? hours? minutes?) later though there's evidence that her staying on the couch at night is more normal than it should be. she doesn't sleep in the bed in the bedroom because it's too far from the door if someone breaks in and she wouldn't hear them until it was too late and despite her being fully capable of defending herself, leon used to sleep on the side closest to the door in those shitty motels just in case someone tried to get at them or sherry. and the bed feels too cold in a way.. her nightmares that still plague her finding her. they find her on the couch too but it's different, the couch doesn't feel like something's missing from the equation. and claire doesn't linger on the fact the nightmares are worse and that it might be because she'd grown so used to a warmth being there to help chase them away and it hasn't been there. she doesn't like that some part of her craves that warmth to such a degree as if she can't support herself when she can.
but..
maybe there was a kind of strength in knowing one didn't want to face demons alone too. and things were still so fresh. trauma took time to recover from.
claire also doesn't remember that leon texted her they were going to let him have an extremely brief leave from the confines of the base for the first time though later she'll think maybe it had been supposed to start the next day. regardless, on this specific day, as the tv is still on and talking about revelations made because of how impacting such things are, the day's shows being run over by news reports, she's unaware of the door opening or that she's neck deep in the worst nightmare she's had since that first night after raccoon that they hadn't just passed out and actively tried to sleep until she feels warmth awakening her and for just a split second she forgets she's not back in a shitty motel. there's no panic in her awakening like there might be had it been someone else because some part of her body automatically knows that warmth. but there is labored breathing, her coming down from the images in her dreams.
his voice finds her as a glass is placed in her hands and it alarms her that he'd been there long enough to get it with her none the wiser. that shouldn't have been able to happen, she knew better than to let her guard down. what if it hadn't been leon? still, claire takes a sip, the coolness of it awakening her to the reality of the moment. then she hands it back to him to place on the coffee table, her eyes trying to focus to see if it was still daytime or had found it's way into late evening. "maybe i'm the one that should be going to boot camp. i'd have been taken out before i could have even gotten to the knife between the cushions." she states, an air of frustration at herself, because it's totally normal that a nineteen-year-old should be worrying about that. yet she continues.
"glad it's you, though. i missed you." she tells him, her hand reaching to touch his arm. "but you didn't go awol right? because if you did, i'm going to need at least five minutes to come up with a diversion in case this place is being monitored for our get away. i feel like that's the kind of message chris would have had nightmares about a few years ago, his sister running off with a runaway soldier." but all joking aside, claire would, wouldn't she? if leon asked her to. she kind of feels like that kind of intensity should scare a normal person, but maybe she stopped being normal from the first moment the face of the undead turned to look at her.
#muse; claire redfield#answered asks;#v; biohazard reimagined (secondary timeline)#everythingheard#thread; noticing trauma
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Hi it’s 4:43 AM and I’m back with another t h i ng. AKA apparently I write Destiny 2 fan fics at at the pre ass crack of dawn now.
Presage mission + “another one for the trauma jar D2 meme” + a love for all things Drifter related bc this poor insufferable soft man is a total fucking gem and I will never, NEVER EVER forget about those tapes that he made for our guardian to find = this stuff below
no beta, so don’t come at me for grammar issues unless you’re gonna be nice about it.
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Drifter saw the flashing notification before he heard it, the chime muted beneath the Gambit livestream. His ghost had marked it as a priority message, something important to get at. On screen a massive Taken ogre quivers into existence. Nice. Team A was doing great and unless Team B pulled off one Hell of an invade two times over he doubted they’d catch up in time to challenge Team A. His hand hovers over the message, but his eyes flick back up to the stream. Team A’s coordination has been top notch all match and now was no exception. Drifter watched as two of them casted their supers on the Primeval ogre and it’s envoys. Orbs of power litter the field. Moments later Team A’s titan flies from off-screen in one of the most electrifying thundercrashes he’s ever seen. Globs of exploded ogre cover his hidden cams, soon to dissolve into nothingness. Gambit sirens wail and Team B’s Taken are reigned back into their cages. “Alright alright alright, last match of the day and it was a good one for Team A. Team B? Not so much.” Drifter pauses speaking into the mic, a little drama, before continuing in his showman’s tone. “Ay, but that’s what tomorrow’s for! Come on back and queue right in. Drifter’s always hungry.” He ends with a chuckle that doesn’t rise to his eyes and as soon as the guardians transmat to their ships he closes everything down. A message alert pops up on his console again, marked red for priority and sent almost half an hour ago. Damn, he thinks to himself and runs a weary hand over his face. Drifter’s other hand is on the edge of the console, index finger tapping it anxiously. Fuck it, how bad can it be? Drifter opens the message, tension rising to his shoulders, but then he freezes and his shoulders drop. He traces a few words of the message, forlorn sadness easing the laugh lines and crinkles at his eyes away. A few taps and the console goes dark. Drifter turns away and stands for a moment at the door. He lets out a sigh before starting again, yanking off his gloves before trudging towards his cargo container room.
There’s a lantern hung on the hook outside of his cargo container, the interior dark. Across the snow that never seemed to leave the Derelict, he sees whispered hints of someone carefully walking or rather, half-gliding over it. Through the gloom he spies a small pile of stuff he doesn’t remember making and an obvious lump in his bed. As he draws closer Drifter sees that the pile is actually carefully stacked warlock armor and the sleeping lump in his bed, is The Guardian. Yet again. Drifter’s lost count how many times it has been since he first offered the Guardian refuge aboard the Derelict. The first time they took him up on his offer he found them later, sleeping in a corridor standing against a bulkhead. He let them be since it was an out of the way spot. Eventually he showed them his bed, the Derelict’s only functional bed and told them to make use of it. Until now they hadn’t and he would still find them sleeping in various places aboard his ship. Sometimes with or without some pieces of armor, but also never like this. In plain clothes, more or less, sleeping bag haphazardly pulled over them. So vulnerable. And so tortured.
In sleep, Drifter found that the Guardian was an almost entirely open book. Nightmares haunted them more often than not. Sometimes so strongly that the Guardian would thrash about while asleep, murmuring feverdly, occasionally coherently about what they relived in their dreams. Tonight seemed to be one of the Guardian’s more silent nightmares. No thrashing, no murmuring, but the tight grimace of their lips and furrowing of their brow betrayed the Guardian's silence, showed their distress. Drifter steps to the cot, gently pulling the sleeping bag over to cover them better. Task done, he sits at their side and tentatively brushes a few stray strands of hair from their face. As he does so, the Guardian visibly relaxes, some tension dispelled from their face. It pulls at him more than he thought, making his chest tighten uncomfortably.
“Don’t take your armor off around me, kid...I’m not someone you oughta get comfortable around.” Drifter can’t help but let the whispered words fall from his lips at the sight before him. It was all too tragic. Too fucked up. So much pinned upon one guardian. One person. His hand moves before he realizes it and softly he cups their face, thumb tracing their jawline. Beneath his hand he can feel the muscles twitch and then slowly relax from the strained clenching of their jaw. Another measure of stress slips from their sleeping face. Drifter lets out a breath he was unconsciously holding. For a moment he thought the Guardian was going to wake up. Another trace over their jawline and Drifter takes his hand from their face. Quietly he murmurs, “why are you here…” as the tips of his fingertips trail over their cheek. He pauses, feeling impulsive and...something else...when he glances at their lips. Drifter lets his fingers ghost over their skin, tenderly coming to a rest below the Guardian’s cupid’s bow. He lightly traces the shape of their lips, feeling it out. Soft and a bit dry. There’s a thin crease of dried blood where they must’ve split their lip during combat. Or maybe bit it open themself on a previous restless night. He’s seen it happen before. Once even their tongue.
Drifter closes his eyes at that memory, a faint tremble visible only in his hands. He just about had a heart attack when he saw the Guardian slouched over with blood streaming from their mouth, sitting just outside the Gambit transmat room. He had shaken them awake, and his shock only grew when he saw them open bleary eyes and wipe the blood off of their chin as if it was normal and summon Ghost. The usually talkative bot didn’t say anything, but the way it healed them instantly and then bumped their forehead before leaving —he knew. Drifter knew that this must have happened several times before. “Mind if I...sleep s’more...here?” Their sleep-heavy voice caught his attention again and Drifter lifted his hands from their shoulders. “Nah, kid.” Drifter stood up and half turned, waiting for them to do the same. “C’mon, hurry up! I ain’t so mean to not lend you a spot to sleep.” The Guardian rose slowly to their feet, eyes unfocused and mind miles away from here. Something in him stabs at the sight and Drifter can’t face them looking so...worn. He turns away. Shoving hands deep into his pockets he starts walking, pausing only once to confirm the Guardian was shuffling along behind him. He shows them how to get to the sole cot on the Derelict.
A hand on his wrist snaps Drifter out of the memory. He looks down to see the Guardian awake, eyes somewhat clear. There’s confusion in their expression and he feels their lips move beneath his fingertips. Ah. Hastily, he pulls his hand away, clearing his throat. “ ‘m, sorry...about that.” Heat flushes his face as he turns to avoid eye contact. It’s silent for a while. Drifter stares at the rivets holding a seam of the cargo container together when he hears the crinkle of the sleeping bag being moved. He does his best to look discreetly out of the corner of his eye, but is caught. Drifter holds the Guardian’s gaze until they break off to shift towards the wall. Lifting the sleeping bag they look at him directly and motion for him to lie down. “It’s too cold.”
Drifter freezes. His mind hitting a brick wall too thick to just power through. He’s stunned into a very rare silence. Uncertainty and confusion write themselves out upon his face. Seeing him be so still, the Guardian drops the sleeping bag to place a hand on his knee. “You asked...why I come here.” They speak slowly, as if unsure about what they’re saying and are figuring it out as they say it. “You...you don’t use me like everyone else.” They look away from him, cheeks faintly pink. “Zavala, Ikora, the Vanguard...they mean well, but...they don’t get to treat everyone as people. They need a killer? I kill. Answers? I seek. Someone who might survive the impossible? I survive. Unconditionally. Righteous things and unspeakable things... Because I am a guardian. I don’t have a name. Many ghosts just go by Ghost...I’m the only guardian without a name. There was just...never time for one, and…always so much to do. Lives to save. Futures to fight for…” They trail off, eyes slightly unfocused, perhaps lost in nightmares they haven’t escaped yet. “You bring Gambit, but it’s never a real pressure to join.” Their hand slips from his knee, becoming a loose fist on the cot.
The coiling thing in Drifter’s chest squeezes painfully. He shifts, almost stands, but then changes his mind. To Hell with it all. Shucking off his pauldrons, he shrugs out of his duster and kicks off his boots. Awkwardly, Drifter lays down on the cot —it’s made only for one after all— but gives up on trying to leave space between him and the Guardian. Laying on his side, he shoves an arm under the pillow and motions for the Guardian to come closer. They move over slowly, a little unsure now. Drifter grabs the sleeping bag and covers them both with it. He’s left that arm out, unsure on how much contact would be wanted. When he feels the Guardian shivering, Drifter almost stops himself from draping that arm over them. But he doesn’t stop himself. Instead he gently pulls them close to him until their back presses against his chest. They feel oddly cold despite being recently asleep. Drifter summons a measure of solar light over his skin, just enough to let soothing heat roll off. He feels the Guardian relax, shoulders dropping the tension that had remained.
Minutes pass and just as Drifter thinks they’ve fallen asleep, the Guardian quietly speaks. “It was so cold there...and twisted…” His arm around them tightens protectively for a moment. “Where did you go? Recent mission?” The Guardian nods slowly, voice a little louder, but twice as worn out as before. “Presage...the Glykon.” Drifter hums a short acknowledgement, turning over their words in his head. He was aware of the Vanguard operation, already heard snippets of Osiris live on comms reporting tidbits back to the Vanguard. The Cabal ship was a house of horrors. Thinking on what he knew of it, Drifter came to a sudden, sinking thought. “Did you…?” He isn’t able to finish his question, half knowing what the answer would likely be. Again, the Guardian slowly nods. The tightness in his chest returned with a sting before the Guardian spoke their confirmation, a small tremor rolling through them at the memory. “...alone.” Drifter holds them close, knowing no words could ease the turmoil in the Guardian’s mind. He holds them and keeps his Light near and solar-filled to stave off the Derelict’s iciness. Eventually the Guardian’s breathing levels out and Drifter can tell they’re sleeping. Several hours later he drifts off to sleep as well. When he wakes in the early morning, Drifter opens his eyes to see the Guardian’s face next to his, still asleep. It’s the first time he’s seen them look so at peace.
#its fucking 4am#destiny 2#destiny 2: beyond light#Drifter/guardian#nonbinary guardian#any gender guardian tbth#fanfic#destiny fanfiction#what am i even writing#warmth#fuzzy feelings#destiny drifter#destiny guardians#presage#another one for the trauma jar meme#freeform#actually I don’t know what that means#help me I don’t know how to pick good tags#edited#to include a read more break#because I wasn't allowed to on mobile#yep typing this all on mobile was a mistake#but i'll do it again#The Drifter#The Guardian#Season of the Chosen#destiny fic#72nd_Cataclysm
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(I've seen this interview meme floating around the tag and it looks super fun so here it goes! Wyatt is not my Commander, but he's still a fun character who WOULD have fans bc he's in a band! Used to do ballet!)
INTRODUCTION
- Can you introduce yourself?
I'm Wyatt Epping - Wybie for friends! I play bass in a rock band with my friends.
- What is your gender identity, orientation and relationship status?
I'm a guy, bi, and not... availa-bly. That was Awful, sorry about that. Not looking to be in a relationship right now, either, I have some healing to do before I'm ready to try again, found that out the hard way.
- Where and when were you born?
We - mom and me that is, assume in Lion's Arch because that's where she found me as a newborn cub some twenty years ago.
- What is your weapon of choice and fighting style?
I prefer to not fight, but when I have to, I prefer my staff or greatsword, and an axe for when things get close. My aunt calls me a powerhouse and I'm usually last still on my feet so I guess I'm good at dancing around the danger and hitting hard when I need to.
- Lastly, are you happy?
Yeah. Yeah. Getting there at least! I've gone through some shhhhoot that made me not happy for a long time, but I'm getting there again! Feels good.
FAMILY AND FRIENDS
- What’s your family like? What is your relationship with them?
(Wyatt laughs) I have a big and weird family by a lot of standards. I'm sure you're thinking that Epping doesn't sound like a charr name and you'd be right! I was raised by my mom, Norma, a human woman, in Lion's Arch so I definitely don't have like a charr upbringing, or a charr name even. I also have another mom who's a charr but not the one that birthed me, and a step-sister who's about the same age as me. Then there's my dads who aren't really my dads but kinda are -- it's a long story, but we're happy. Close! I love them very much and am definitely a momma's boy and a family boy.
-Have you ever ran away from home?
No. Well yeah, when I was like four and mad about something and I got all the way to the other side of the street before running back to hug my mom and cry that I missed her.
-Would you consider marriage or having children?
Marriage, definitely, with the right person, I -- think I want that, but it's also scary right now. Kids? No thanks. Thought I wanted some, but nah, turned out to be some misplaced emotional shenanigans. Kids are great, but not for me.
-Do you secretly hate one of your friends?
I wouldn't waste time being their friend if I did, I don't think. I can be a polite boy and act civil in any company, but I'm not gonna be friends with someone I don't like. What's the point?
-Which friend knows everything about you?
Ordell, who is also in the band - he grew up with me and my sister and we were like an inseparable triple trouble trio, and he was kinda like our little brother but not really. Still is the same. He's the kind of friend I can talk about anything with, or just sit quietly, and it's just... comfortable. Cozy.
ASKED BY FANS
-Are you literate? Have you been to school?
Is this a joke about bassists being dumb? Yeah I'm literate, have been to school in Lion's Arch, and did real good there. I liked school and studying and would work on ballet flexibility while doing my homework; hobbies, no matter how serious, never were more important than learning.
-The eeriest prediction you made that later came true?
Hmmm. I don't know if anything like that's happened? My mom used to call me Stormlord because I used to predict thunderstorms and lightning strikes as a kid; does that count? She was amazed that I didn't become an elementalist.
-What is something you were embarrassingly late to realize?
You know what, PROBABLY a lot of things, but I can't think of an example.
- Do you have mental health or physical issues?
Both, haha... I have seasonal allergies, a permanently injured knee that ended my hopes of dancing professionally, depression that came with THAT, aaaand PTSD from a different kind of trauma. I'm healing, though!
- What is your current main goal?
Just... To have fun! And to get a griffon, that's what I'm working on right now. We'll see, a lot of animals don't like me, and I really don't know why. I think I'm cursed or something. Let me tell you, it's not fun out there when seemingly every animal ever seems to have a personal beef with you, specifically. And I'm not talking about wildlife, I'm talking about cows and chicken and like generally friendly things.
CHOICES:
- Drink or food?
Food, unless my sister made it, in which case probably neither.
-Cats or dogs?
Both! I grew up with both and currently have both - I have a cat called Silly - Cilantro, really - and a dog called Potato.
-Early bird or night owl?
A little more of a night owl, I guess, though not really that either. I like sleeping.
-Optimist or pessimist?
Optimist. Trying to be real hard at least! Mostly it's working!
-Sassy or sarcastic?
Depends on the day and company I guess. Not a lot of either.
HAVE YOU EVER:
-Been caught sneaking out
No, but sneaking back in, yeah! (Laughs) I'd come home too late from parties or something drunk before I was supposed to be drinking and inevitably mom would catch me because I'd always get sick, or be way noisier than I thought, or, you know, both. I try to not drink enough to get that drunk anymore.
-Broken a bone
Kneecap, yeah, when I goofed my entire knee. Some toes, I think? Amazingly not anything bigger than that though.
-Received flowers
Yeah! From friends and family and dates, and fans too. I like flowers, am very allergic to some of their pollen though, haha!
-Ghosted someone
Well, yeah. Sometimes deservedly, sometimes it's been me panicking and being shitty as a result-- aw rats, there goes a coin in the swear jar... But yeah, I have.
-Pretended to laugh at a joke you didn’t get
Oh for sure. Sometimes I don't have to pretend because I'll just laugh at myself not getting it!
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Fic Writer Meme
I got tagged by the always amazing @kunstpause! <3
Name
Fandoms
Most popular oneshot
Most popular multichapter
Actual worst part of writing
How you choose your titles
Do you outline
Ideas I probably won’t get around to, but wouldn’t it be nice?
Callouts @ Me
Best writing traits
Spicy Tangential Opinion
Name: Manka to almost everyone, but if you’re looking for usernames @cartadwarfwithaheartofgold of tumblr/discord/AO3, manka on Pillowfort and also AO3, and @cartadwarf on Twitter.
Fandoms: My true love for the past several years has been Dragon Age, but I dabble in consuming other Fandoms at times. I’ve always had a love for FFVII, Avatar the Last Airbender, Pirates of the Caribbean, and Mass Effect.
Most Popular Oneshot: The Ambassador’s Vices. I saw a kinky prompt somewhere on tumblr for “Josephine dominated by her Qunari girlfriend and loving it” and I was kinda drunk and thought ‘SOLD’. It’s pretty rough, kinky femslash smut. And er... absurdly popular for being written while tipsy.
Most Popular Multichapter: This is still my finished Long Fic Of Miracles and Heroes which I’m kind of embarrassed by because I’m sure the writing is AWFUL. It’s a 95 chapter epic that spans the end of DA2 through just past the end of DAI and focuses on three characters: Fenris, Varric, and Varania. It’s got Fenris/FemHawke, Varric/FemCadash, and Varania/Blackwall and sets up a lot for my favorite Long Fic I’ve written - The Viscount’s Mistress.
Actual Worst Part of Writing: The plot. I am built for exploring characters and intricate worldbuilding and smut. I do not know why plot is also important. I feel like I honestly build my plots around everything else because I’d rather do the other things, so whenever I have to stop and be like “UGH PLOT” it’s enough to make me whine. I usually fix this by building as much worldbuilding and character exploration into the plot as I can.
I also viscerally hate editing with a passion, more than any writer I know. I hate it so much I don’t even consider it part of writing.
How You Choose Your Titles: I actually love titles. I usually have hilarious working titles that sometimes I’m convinced/enabled to keep. The Dawn Will Come, Tell the World I Came at Chateau Haine, I Knew I Had You Pegged, and Friendly Neighborhood Carta Kidnapping are all things I just came up with that were never meant to be kept, but I and/or other people got attached to them and couldn’t let them go. Sometimes I can’t decide on one because I have too many ideas and I struggle to choose.
Do you outline: Yes. I never stick to it and I’m constantly adjusting but I do outline religiously. I even do mini outlines for short pieces. It’s force of habit now.
Ideas I probably won’t get around to, but wouldn’t it be nice: I fully intend to get around to all of my ideas. The ones I’m currently refusing to start, however, are:
Already Titled Prequel to Girl with the Arrow Tattoo: The story of Reyna Hawke in an urban fantasy setting, and her rise and fall in the City of Chains. It would of course be a FenHawke piece but would honestly feature heavily in side pairs that would eventually finalize into Seb/Bethany, Meribela, Bianca/Varric and an Anders/Amell/Zevran polyship.
Already Titled Sequel to Girl with the Arrow Tattoo: What happens AFTER GwtAT and Solas’ secret comes out. Basically the Trespasser DLC but URBAN FANTASY GUYS.
Callouts at Me: If I start one more goddamn side project for this fandom I need put in fandom jail I swear to god. I am running @sunshineandnugs, what is going to be the annual @a-paragon-of-their-kind dwarf exchange, and @dasmutquisition the new DA Smut Exchange which will probably happen yearly as well. I am TAPPED OUT.
Best Writing Traits: I think I really manage my character development and everyone’s unique voice/perspective well. I’m actually very much a perfectionist on this and will nitpick at a piece of dialogue or an internal monologue until I think it’s right. I think the best characters are complex and morally ambiguous - I like people to sympathize with them even when they make a bad decision. But I also love making my characters grow and change. I’m using a lot of my long fics to explore healing from trauma and what that messy process looks like, the importance of supportive relationships, and forging ahead no matter what. That means that my characters definitely are on a journey and the decisions they make at the beginning don’t reflect what they do at the end. And I personally think that’s very sexy.
Spicy Tangential Opinion: Every single kudo, like, reblog, or comment is special. I know it’s easy to focus on the “quantity” of them - but each one represents a real person that one of my stories has emotionally resonated with. Every day we write and post we’re affecting real people behind our stats, which means we can treasure every single one. Talking about the numbers and engagement erases that fact, and I wish more people treasured every individual interaction for the meaningful gesture about their work it is. Each one is a little spark of ‘you are loved’ in the world.
Throwing this out into the world! Tag list below (authors only this time, sorry my lovely artist friends) but feel no obligation to do so! Also sorry if you already got tagged!
@hollyand-writes, @musetta3, @corylion, @another-rogue-trevelyan, @jellydishes, @jennserr, @kunstpause, @charlatron, @pikapeppa, @kemvee, @heroofshield, @sunspott, @enigmalea, @tessa1972, @wizardofozymandias, @goblin-tea, @jacklyn-flynn, @wickedwitchofthewilds, @ladynorbert, @noire-pandora, @queen-kass-the-writer, @visceralcoma, @serial-chillr, @wardenari, @barbex, @solas-disapproves, @blarfkey, @shadowcrow, @curiousthimble, @midnightprelude, @alyssalenko, @jarakrisafis, @lauraemoriarty, @ocean-in-my-rebel-soul, @lucyrne, @lostinfantasies38, @fasterpuddytat,@kittimau @elveny, @rpgwrites, @imakemywings, @fandomn00blr, @in-arlathan, @parera-zuul-jar, @laraslandlockedblues, @nug-juggler, @acrononymous, @jentrevellan, @a-shakespearean-in-paris @hobo-apostate
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@dirtylimerick said:
Nova & Sean ♥
General:
Rate the Ship - Awful | Ew | No pics pls | I’m not comfortable | Alright | I like it! | Got Pics? | Let’s do it! | Why is this not getting more attention?! | The OTP to rule all other OTPs
How long will they last? - I truly think that Sean and Nova could be together for the long haul. Even if we stayed true to the events of the film, I don’t think Nova would give up on her relationship with Sean? If anything I could see her perhaps bonding to him in their trauma. It would be hard no doubt and the long distance if he goes to St. Louis would be an adjustment at the very least but Nova would want to put in the work necessary to stay with Sean.
How quickly did/will they fall in love? - So fucking quickly. These two fools are such hopeless romantics.
How was their first kiss? - I don’t think we’ve ever talked about their first kiss! But imagine it was very soft and sweet. I think either of them really could’ve initiated it, perhaps it happened on one of their dates.
Wedding:
Who proposed? - Sean.
Who is the best man/men? - Derek (if we’re going the noncanon route), maybe Rowan if he’s old enough. Not necessarily a Best Man but Bowie could be one of the Groom’s Men.
Who is the braid’s maid(s)? - Jenna of course. Maybe a couple of Jenna’s friends that Nova gets along with.
Who did the most planning? - I’d like to think they planned together.
Who stressed the most? - Nova funny enough
How fancy was the ceremony? - Back of a pickup truck | 2 | 3 | 4 | Normal Church Wedding | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | Kate and William wish they were this big.
Who was specifically not invited to the wedding? - Honestly I can’t think of anyone who they would not invite? At least not from Nova’s perspective. I think even if Sean joked about not having Don at the Wedding that Nova would gently talk him into it. Perhaps mention that it’s not fair to his mother to exclude her husband or something.
Sex:
Who is on top? - honestly?? surprisingly i actually think Sean is. I know I usually talk about how Nova get nervous and cagey but I think she trusts Sean and feels safe with him to the point where she’s actually okay with it.
Who is the one to instigate things? - Sean, but Nova initiates more make out session.
How healthy is their sex life? - Barely touch themselves let alone each other | 2 | 3 | 4 | Once a couple weeks, nothing overboard | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | They are humping each other on the couch right now
How kinky are they? - Straight missionary with the lights off | 2 | 3 | 4 | Might try some butt stuff and toys | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | Don’t go into the sex dungeon without a horse’s head
How long do they normally last? - If you don’t count for foreplay probably 15-20 minutes on a good night.
Do they make sure each person gets an equal amount of orgasms? - I think Sean would wanna make sure Nova cums as much as he does, but Nova kinda struggles with it and she really hates the way she reacts when she does (crying) so she’d probably stop him.
How rough are they in bed? - Softer than a butterfly on the back of a bunny | 2 | 3 | 4 | The bed’s shaking and squeaking every time | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | Their dirty talk is so vulgar it’d make Dwayne Johnson blush. Also, the wall’s so weak it could collapse the next time they do it.
How much cuddling/snuggling do they do? - No touching after sex | 2 | 3 | 4 | A little spooning at night, or on the couch, but not in public | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | They snuggle and kiss more often than a teen couple on their fifth date to a pillow factory.
Children:
How many children will they have naturally? - Nova has a genuine phobia of being pregnant so if they were having a child “naturally” it would be through surrogacy. While canonically I don’t think Nova would want children, for the sake of this meme, I’ll say they’d have 1.
How many children will they adopt? - They definitely Psuedo-adopt Jenna’s kid who is their goddaughter anyway. They are super involved in her life (as much as any aunt/uncle can be) and They are the BEST aunt and uncle in the world.
Who gets stuck with the most diapers? - definitely Sean. Nova very nearly threw up the first and only time she tried to change Jenna’s daughter’s diaper.
Who is the stricter “parent”? - honestly i dont think any of them would be?
Who stops the kid(s) from doing dangerous stunts after school? - Sean.
Who remembers to pack the lunch(es)? - they both do, but Sean is more likely to actually pack them.
Who is the more loved parent? - Jenna’s daughter definitely love’s Sean more, it’s the Irish accent. Their kid I don’t think has a favourite.
Who is more likely to attend the PTA meetings?- They both do.
Who cried the most at graduation? - I think Nova (both for Jenna’s daughter and the kid i created for the sake of this meme.
Who is more likely to bail the child(ren) out of trouble with the law? - Nova. Sean probably lectures them but Nova isn’t above subtly reminding Sean of his own run ins with the law and telling him he should go easier on the kids.
Cooking:
Who does the most cooking? - Sean
Who is the most picky in their food choice? -neither i don’t think.
Who does the grocery shopping? - They go together, unless they’re busy.
How often do they bake desserts? - Nova likes baked goods on special occasions
Are they more of a meat lover or a salad eater? -Salad
Who is more likely to surprise the other(s) with an anniversary dinner? - Sean
Who is more likely to suggest going out? - Nova.
Who is more likely to burn the house down accidently while cooking? - Nova, which is why she doesn’t cook.
Chores:
Who cleans the room? - Both, but Nova has more time to clean.
Who is really against chores? - neither.
Who cleans up after the pets? - Both
Who is more likely to sweep everything under the rug? - Sean but only if he’s in a rush.
Who stresses the most when guests are coming over? - I think both.
Who found a dollar between the couch cushions while cleaning? - Nova because again being her own boss she has more time on her hands. She puts all spare change in a little jar by the door.
Misc:
Who takes the longer showers/baths? - Sean
Who takes the dog out for a walk? - Both. But Nova doesn’t mind going with the dog on
How often do they decorate the room/house for the holidays? - Nova definitely goes hard on Christmas maybe Valentine’s day. I could see them maybe doing Halloween too.
What are their goals for the relationship? - Nova wants someone who will be there for her, someone who she can talk to and always go to if she needs something.
Who is most likely to sleep till noon? - I think Sean. Nova tries to let him rest for a long as he can since he doesn’t always get to.
Who plays the most pranks? - I don’t see them as a couple that does pranks on one another. They’re playful in other ways.
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@mynameisanakin asked...
5. Talk about your muse’s sleep patterns and quality of sleep.
From this headcanon meme. Open to everyone.
Bruce is a bit of a mess here... The quality and consistency of his sleep could use some serious improvement.
To commence, Bruce has an unpredictable bedtime. He often spends his evenings in the lab, and while he does set alarms to remind himself of the time, there are various occasions where unanticipated issues come up, and he needs to keep working until they're fixed. And even if an alarm comes and goes, he can become so engrossed in his work that he doesn't set another one. This can lead to him checking the time and realizing it’s much later than he expected.
Additionally, there are often moments where his condition becomes too active for him to sleep. Because of the radiation's presence in his amygdala, certain aspects of the Hulk can bleed into his normal persona. This includes an “undercurrent” of rawer emotions, which mirrors whatever he's feeling in his normal form. If he becomes even slightly emotional about something, or if he becomes determined to finish something that he's working on, this undercurrent can make the sentiments more powerful, as if he's feeling two versions of the same emotion; one muted and one potent. When this happens, his mind can have trouble relaxing until he deals with the underlying reason behind it. Sometimes it goes away on its own, but other times, he needs to do some detective work.
In many cases, if he’s in the lab, this means he needs to reach a point in his work where he’s satisfied with his progress. Otherwise, he’ll continue to feel unsatisfied, and he cannot simply "dismiss" the sentiment by leaving the lab at a predetermined time. It will follow him.
Because of this, his bedtime is usually around one or two in the morning.
Once Bruce reaches his room, he does a commendable job with sleep hygiene. He spends around half an hour winding down, washing his face, brushing his teeth, and doing some basic yoga. He'll burn some incense too, with his favourite scents being cinnamon and frankincense. The routine helps to clear his mind before bed, and he enjoys the process, because however repetitive it can become, it's one of the few aspects of his sleep that he can control.
But it only helps so much.
Bruce has suffered from complex PTSD for years now, and because of it, his nervous system is overactive and has trouble calming down. Even when he's in bed and trying to fall asleep, while he could be relaxed in the physical sense, his mind often remains active and engaged, focusing on whatever pops into his head and observing it, rather than passively allowing his contemplations to come and go. It's almost like he needs to ensure his own thoughts aren't a threat, and needs to inspect each of them before he dismisses them. This active engagement is very detrimental to falling asleep in an efficient manner. Bruce does meditate during his yoga exercises, and he takes a small dose of Clonidine as well, but it's not a panacea.
Especially because it doesn’t prevent the undercurrent from returning, and latching onto his thoughts again.
So it takes him an hour or two to fall asleep.
And once he falls asleep, he usually wakes up multiple times in the night. When he was younger, he always needed to be aware of his surroundings, because Brian was very unpredictable when it came to his abuse. This alertness has continued well into Bruce's adulthood, remaining whether he's conscious or not. It's an automatic means for him to ensure he's safe. In consequence, he wakes up every few hours, even if his environment is very quiet. And if the room is indeed noisy, he'll wake up even more often.
There is a silver lining to this — if he wakes up during the night, he’ll quickly fall back asleep again.
Unless he has a nightmare. Nightmares are the worst part of sleeping for Banner, because his PTSD causes him to experience an abnormally high amount of them. If he's awake and moving around, he manages to repress his grievances and numerous traumas on a conscious level. But sleeping causes his limbic system to become more active, and because it's responsible for fear and emotions, his repressed traumas can easily rise to the surface and manifest as nightmares.
The other reason for his abundance of nightmares is the Hulk. Bruce's limbic system causes the Hulk's irrational sentiments and undercurrent to become more potent, so if they're negative or antagonistic in some manner (and they often are, because the Hulk is extremely defensive and aggressive by nature), they can contaminate his dreams.
Moreover, it’s not unusual for him to suffer six or seven nightmares a week.
And these nightmares can be terrible. Sometimes, Bruce experiences ones that are merely unsettling and don't leave him with much of a reaction as he wakes. However, the combination of his PTSD and condition will make them extremely jarring on most nights, with enough emotional duress to leave him with a rapid heartbeat and sheets that are completely drenched in sweat. These are the typical nightmare for him. And it's never a fun experience, not to mention that returning to sleep afterwards can be arduous, if not impossible, because he's simply too emotionally activated from the dream. Sometimes, he simply doesn't bother because it's not worth the hassle or stress, and he stays up for the rest of the night.
To him, this is better than tossing and turning for three hours in a bed that recently traumatized him.
If Bruce has a particularly nasty nightmare, he could even transform in his sleep. This is similar to how someone might mumble or toss and turn during a bad dream. Most furniture isn't built for the Hulk, so it's caused him to break his bed on various occasions, much to his embarrassment. This throws even more of a wrench into his night, because it means he needs to find another suitable place to sleep, which can be difficult. There’s a reason that Bruce doesn't usually pass out on the couch or in another random location — he hasn’t curated or customized the space for himself, and he cannot control the noise. It’s not a part of his internalized bedtime routine, either, which makes it difficult for his mind to “accept” that the environment is safe to fall asleep in.
Despite the unpredictable nature of Bruce’s bedtime and sleep patterns as a whole, he usually sets his alarm for six in the morning. Because of this, and because of how late he falls asleep, it's rare for him to receive more than five hours of rest each night. Fortunately, he doesn't need the conventional "eight hours" like many people (maybe it's a side effect of his condition, but he's never confirmed it), so he can function well on the amount he does receive. Furthermore, Bruce won't show symptoms of sleep deprivation unless it's been a particularly poor night, with particularly awful dreams — this usually happens once or twice a week. At these times, there will be a marked difference in him. He'll have bags under his eyes and a more worn-out appearance in general, and he’ll be more irritable.
It’s best to give him space on these occasions.
Granted, Bruce could easily sleep in, because there are no real commitments that require him to be awake at six. However, he values having time to himself before the rest of the world is awake — it's peaceful and quiet, similar to the environment in the laboratory at night. He would rather lose sleep, and deal with potential questions and concerns from people after an especially awful night, than miss his invaluable “alone time” in the morning. If he cannot brew his morning tea without being interrupted by someone, it bothers him.
As for the Hulk? Well, it would be ironic to say the Hulk sleeps like a baby, but this isn’t the case. Banner's sleeping habits in this form are identical to the habits in his normal form, if not worse. At least in his normal form, there’s a small barrier between himself and all of the unrepressed emotions and traumas that reside in the Hulk, but if he’s in a transformed state and goes to sleep, this barrier is nonexistent. Everything is right there.
So if someone sees the Hulk sleeping peacefully, they should consider themselves privileged, because it rarely happens.
On a positive note, because the Hulk doesn’t need to sleep, he will not experience sleep deprivation and can quickly bounce back from a restless night. Knowing this, there are many occasions where Bruce will wake up from a nightmare and consider transforming for the remainder of the night, simply because he’ll be more refreshed by morning. However, this can be a gamble, because any lingering sentiments from his nightmares tend to be amplified when he transforms. He might think he's calmed down, but sometimes he cannot perceive certain emotions that are still lingering, and they become a lot worse once he transforms. This can be stressful, so he needs to be cautious.
And last but not least... In certain verses where Bruce suffers from DID, while his alter initially cannot communicate with him, he eventually gains the ability to speak with Bruce as he’s falling asleep, when his mind is somewhere between wakefulness and unconsciousness. Unfortunately, because Bruce is wholly incapable of expecting this behaviour if he’s on the verge of falling asleep, and would obviously be surprised by a sudden voice in his head, his alter barely manages to get in a few words before Bruce snaps awake again. This can wreak even more havoc on his sleep, as it’s very similar to a hypnic jerk in suddenness, and at some point, Bruce will grow to dread falling asleep because of it.
But as his alter sees it, he doesn’t have many other options where communication is concerned. If Bruce is completely awake, he cannot hear him at all, which only leaves the moment when he’s falling asleep.
#( answered. )#( meme response. )#( headcanon. )#mynameisanakin#yeah... he's a walking disaster when it comes to sleep.
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