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#im here like 'i NEED to catch them up on my life' when in reality it's like. i want to tell you about my breakfast
hella1975 · 5 months
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i feel like i need to do laps of the house rn i have so much to talk to you guys about and idk where to start
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bedoballoons · 3 months
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(idk why i always ask for fics like im ordering something off a mcdonald’s drive thru menu) hi!! can i get uhhh headcannons of ayato, alhaitham, diluc, and scara (separately) w a reader that has traumatic flashbacks while watching scary movies? i know it’s very specific and niche, so feel free to ignore this request
💌- anon
Pffff, please that's to funny. I hope you don't think I ignored this, I'm just slow! I actually love this idea so I hope you enjoy and thank you so much for your request!!
─⊰💕𝔾𝕖𝕟𝕤𝕙𝕚𝕟 ℍ𝕖𝕒𝕕𝕔𝕒𝕟𝕠𝕟𝕤💕⊰─
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{༻~Brings back all the memories~༺}
CW: GN! Reader who has trauma, angst to fluff! Slight cursing!
Character talking is tilted
(Includes: Diluc, Alhaitham, Ayato, and Scaramouche!)
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𑁍༄Diluc:
Why...why did it feel like you couldn't breath anymore? Everything was fine...you were just watching a movie, just sitting on the sofa with Diluc...when did it change? When...when did you end up here? In the very place that gave you nightmares, that traumatized you..it was impossible....right?
No...no it had to be impossible
This wasn't real. It couldn't be...anything but this. Anything but that feeling of your tears running down your face till you'd used them all, anything but the sting in your throat from the pleas and cries for help...anything but back here!
"Are you okay?"
You blinked rapidly, air flowing back into your lungs when you saw the movie had been paused...it wasn't real. It. Wasn't. Real. "Y-yeah, just...can we watch something else I'm sorry I-"
"There's no need to apologise. How about we watch something happier, you can move in closer to me too. I'll calm you down the best I can."
𑁍༄Alhaitham:
You covered your ears, hoping to drown out the sounds, to not relive the things you'd experienced, but it was like you couldn't do anything. You were tapped in your past self...ready to experience every horrible thing again and again, "Help! H-help! Someone?!? Anyone?!?" But there was still no one...just like before...just like every other time.
Your hands started to shake, your stomach churning, no. No. Please, not again. Where was Alhaitham, where was the life you'd built to never think about this version of you again?? "H-hello..please...someone, just help..I need help.." You leaned your head back against the dirty wall behind you and rocked back and forth, quietly begging for help.
"It's alright, I turned off the movie. I'm here."
You let go of your ears at the familiar sound of Alhaithams voice and it was like your eyes had adjusted back to normal...his hand firm on your arm, pulling you back to reality. "I...I was back-"
"I know...lets not talk about it anymore alright? I'll make you a cup of tea and we can read a book together instead. Honestly we should have done that in the first place, literatures much better then any recording and this is only proving that...will you be alright?"
𑁍༄Ayato:
You were struggling, struggling to keep yourself sane after what had just happened..one moment you're with Ayato, laughing about how silly one of the characters in the movie was and now...now you were terrified. Now you were running, legs burning, breathing tossed aside to make room for short gasps for air and strangled screams. You were in hell...like you'd never left.
Your heart was racing, beating like it was about to explode...you just have to get away, you just have to go further. Please, you begged your body to catch with your mind, to just run faster but you could tell you were slowing down...you just didn't have the energy left. "No! Fuck!" You shouted as you fell to the ground, had you tripped? Had you used up all your stamina...did it matter? You couldn't get back up either way, all you could do was sit there trying to breath..
"It's alright my dear, come here."
"Ayato?" You closed your eyes tightly and then, you were back in front of the TV, Ayatos arms tight around you, the movie shut off and tears running down your cheeks. "I thought it was real...I w-was so scared."
"It wasn't real, you're safe and sound with me and that's how it's going to stay. I won't let anything like that happen to you ever again, I promise."
𑁍༄Scaramouche:
You stared out the window, feeling the cold chill your bones...this had to be just a memory and yet it was so real, you could even see your breath in the freezing air. Had your life with him been just another dream? Had you never actually gotten to live those happy moments. You clutched your stomach, feeling so upset you could puke...
Everything you'd tried to forget, every smell, every feeling, every single terrifying moment, had been brought back, just for you to experience it again.
"Hey, you alright?"
You looked away from the screen, pulled out of your flashback so harshly your head was spinning...when had the movie turned into your past? "I...um yeah. I'm fine, sorry."
"Are you sure, cause you're crying and shivering like you've just seen the scariest thing in your life.."
"..."
"Come here you idiot, next time we are watching kid shows or something. I don't care how annoying they are."
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ଘ(੭*ˊᵕˋ)੭* ੈ♡‧₊˚~Have a nice day!~*⁠.⁠✧
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ecoamerica · 25 days
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commanderquinn · 8 months
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a list of canon ways in which lillian hart is The Fucking Worst that cora coe deserves financial and emotional compensation for:
-the basis for the big divorce counseling mission is that cora's worried for her mother's safety. that means, before going on a deep cover operation with smugglers known to kill rangers, marines, or anyone else caught trying to interfere with their business, lillian didnt leave her daughter a heads up much less a lead. once the fuck again, this woman decided that her career was more important than her daughter's mental and emotional health. once the fuck again, this woman decided she could just disappear from cora's life and then come back out of the blue without consequence
-when you go to lillian's office to look for her at cora's request, the guy working the desk knows SAM well enough to know his name and give him shit like they've got a personal history, but he??? isnt sure about????? cora's name???? word for word, he looks at her and says "it's cora, right?" you're telling me that this woman doesn't talk about her kid enough for her fellow INVESTIAGATIVE rangers to be sure about her name??? are you SHITTING ME??????? get the fuck out of here. you cant push "ranger family values" and the close ties they have in one breath then claim she likes to keep a professional distance at work in the other. you wanna have the conversation about what fresh hell it is being a working mother in a position of power, lets go, ill have that conversation all day long. but lillian hart is not a fucking example of a working mother and im gonna be pretty fucking insulted for working mothers everywhere if i catch wind of ppl trying to pull that kind of defense card. the woman's an awful parent and should be held the fuck accountable for it. you wanna know how i know????
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she doesn't say cora's name enough for the ranger watching the door to be confident in it, but he remembers alllll the stories of the captain her ex is cozying up to. and lillian is the one to confirm during the quest that she has been getting the stories from cora, so there's some clear "oh she already likes the stranger more than me." i know im reading into it because its fiction and none of these people are real, but ive also, y'know been in cora's shoes, so i can tell you from real life experience that shit does exist. idk if that was the writers INTENT, but it sure does a great job at reflecting a very sad reality
-sam points out its dumb that lillian wants to speed the ship, with her daughter on it, directly at the sydicate. idk abt y'all, but my ship was pretty dinky at that point bc i was focused on outposts, and we got ambushed by like 6 ship waves once we landed for that fight. again, i get it. game mechanics get a higher priority than realism. but this whole "we have to finish this because theres a chance you were spotted trying to rescue me" shit is so. nauseating. theres no demand to drop off cora somewhere safe, theres no "lets call in the cavalry." its this fucking egomaniac looking you dead in the eye and being like "i know i just traumatized the shit out of my kid but i need you to drive us into an ambush while she's still on board. hope you're a good shot because sam and i cant kill them ourselves." and so what that we did that????? YOURE TELLING ME IT WAS JUST THOSE SHIPS???? the rest of the organization is just going to LET IT GO???? like no fucking wonder sam sees himself as the better option even through all his fucking doubt. at least he knows when to turn the fuck around because shit is above his paygrade
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-she has custody rights. she is a decorated and respected ranger. sam being a smuggler wasnt public knowledge, but point out one person in akila who wouldnt believe her in a heartbeat over it. everyone in town gives him nothing but shit, and they all side with his dad who was definitely no picnic to live with. im guessing big emotional detachment there, lotta interrogation and persecution rather than teaching and understanding. HELL, sam would probably own up to his past if lillian outed him for it, he's that type of idiot. at literally any point she could put in the effort to get legal council involved. if she's SOOOO by the law, whats the hold up there???? i agree the kid shouldnt be on my ship while im in the middle of a space fight. ive talked with sam about it, and im not even the kids parent (as of the personal quest). what the fuck are you doing about it lillian????????? oh thats right. we cant get lillian on the phone. whomp whomp.
-she made cora cry. hyper independent, "big girls dont cry" cora coe. multiple times. worse, she made cora cry because she made cora feel like she wasn't as important as lillian's career. i dont give a fuck what criminals are doing. i do not give a fuck. i give a fuck that that little pixel child got her heart broken and there isnt a dialogue for me to call out her mother for being a huge fucking cunt to her own daughter but theres a thousand and one options for me to tell sam he's parenting wrong. he is, and i have no problem using them when they're appropriate, but where the fuck are they for lillian??? why am i not allowed to tear this woman a new asshole at any point, but there's like 20+ extra dialogue options added to every single npc you have a persuade option with???? todd my head hurts and its your fault
-"im sure sam's told you all about me. go on. ask whatever you want." yet there is no option to ask what the fuck her problem is. so, clearly, i cannot, in fact, ask whatever i want.
-"but the looks i got from my fellow rangers reading alexander dumas... we do strange things for kids." yeah hart??? thats your standard????? THATS your idea of going out of your way for your kid??? literally how did sam fall for this woman oh my god i cant even listen to her speak without wanting to use the power of bitchhood i inherited from a long line of angry irish women to ridicule her to tears. maybe then she'll fucking understand how small she makes her fucking kid feel every time she turns a moment of bonding into a little "woe is me and my comfort zone oh how unfortunate i am to have a brilliant daughter that wants to connect with me through her greatest passion"
-she openly admits that she dumped the cargo sam was smuggling not because she felt any connection or sympathy or just didnt want to destroy someones chance at life in a capitalist society, but because he was a good pilot and she didnt want that talent to "go to waste" so she could recruit him. thats not really a thing against cora i just really fucking hate that and the picture it paints of her priorities as a human being
-"if we're going to be really honest here... back when we were a team... cora would follow you everywhere, like a little adoring dog. i... just fell out of it. long before we separated."
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i literally. do not have words for how fucking disgusted i am by that line of dialogue. oh my fucking god. oh my fucking god. i. i TRULY would not even know where to start. the dog comparison makes me violently angry and if you'd given me a punch interrupt at that moment, i would have broken my keyboard punching the accept option
-go replay or watch a recording of that divorce counseling mission one more time. while you're doing it, imagine the roles reversed. imagine youre romancing a character thats a mother bringing cora into space, and the ranger standing in your cockpit asking to finish the mission is her father who took off to live at work once it was clear his little girl liked mommy better. imagine THAT while you listen to the (imo) out of fucking pocket dialogue where sam constantly praises lillian for being "a good ranger/woman." then you come back and tell me how comfortable you are with the concept of lillian hart as a character.
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imaginingaustin · 1 year
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pillow talk
summary: while you're away on a work trip, you and austin spend the night catching up on facetime
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you returned to your hotel late one evening after a very long day of work. you were away on business trip to a town you’d never heard of, working with your colleagues in an attempt to expand your company’s market. business trips were normally fun for you, but the town you were in was barely a step up from a ghost town, with a very minimal night life. 
but nothing made you dislike these trips as much as having to make them alone. sure, you were with your colleagues, but you missed being at home, with your people. mainly, your boyfriend, austin.
austin always came with you on work trips when he could. the worst part about this one was that he was available to come with you, but for some reason or another, your boss was not allowing for partners on this trip. 
“it’s because we need to keep our eyes locked on the prize!” one of your coworkers said, mocking your boss’ voice.
“and all the other work trips we’ve been on, with our partners, and have successfully got what we wanted, puls extra.” you said to them, rolling your eyes, them nodding in agreement.
now, alone in your room, you’d warmed up some food you bought from a local grocery store. you sat down at the desk in front of your laptop, opening facetime, and clicking on austin’s contact. it rang for a few minutes before he answered.
“there he is.” you said with a sleepy smile as austin appeared on your  screen.
“hey baby.” he said. “you okay?” he asked. 
“yeah, i’m just tired. this timezone change has kicked my ass harder than usual.” you sighed.
“i’m sorry.” he said with a pout. you shrugged your shoulders and shook your head. you and him quickly fell into conversation and began sharing the events of the days you had.
“i know i’ve said this every day since i’ve been here, but god do i wish you could’ve come with me.” you pouted.
“i know. i wish i could’ve gone with you too. the house is so quiet when it’s just me here.” he sighed. “plus, i sleep a million times better when you’re in my arms.”
“i feel that. and on top of a shitty hotel bed? i’m gonna come home and sleep for three days.” you joked, eliciting a laugh from austin. his smile was breathtaking, even in the poor quality facetime video. “i miss you.” 
“i miss you more.” he said softly.  
the two of you sat on facetime for a few hours, eating dinner together as you had the over the week or so you’d been gone. you both finished dinner and decided to watch a movie together on watchparty. you didn’t remember what movie you even decided on, considering you fell asleep pretty quickly after it started. 
you had no idea what events transpired throughout the movie, but about an hour or so later, you were woken up the music of the credits. 
you squinted at the screen, seeing that austin was still awake, having actually finished the movie.
“why didn’t you wake me up?” you asked, barely above a whisper. 
“you looked so peaceful, and i didn’t want to bother you. and it felt kinda like we were back in the same bed, sleeping together.” he shrugged. you rubbed the sleep from your eyes and moved back to the desk to sit up.
“you’re so cute. but you could’ve woken me up.” you laughed. “now im gonna be up all night.”
“well i guess i’ll just have to keep you company.” austin laughed. 
you talked for just a little bit longer, the reality of how tired you both actually were hit harder than you expected it to. you were both sitting in silence, staring at each other on your screens as you both began to doze off.
you felt yourself jerk forward, and woke up. you looked at your screen and saw austin’s head down on his desk.
you began calling his name softly in an attempt to wake him up, but he wasn’t moving.
“austin!” you yelled, immediately feeling bad when he jolted up. he wiped the sleep from his eyes. “i think we should probably go to bed for real.” you laughed.
“i think so too.” austin groaned, stretching against the back of his chair. you exchanged your good nights and i love yous before hanging up. you got up to go to the bathroom, and as you were walking back to your bed when your phone lit up on your nightstand, a text from austin appearing on your screen.
“i hate that we fell asleep on each other. but i love you and hope you sleep well. i cant wait until you’re back home with me.” his text read.
“i love you honey. see you soon. <3”
you set your phone back on the nightstand and quickly fell back asleep, dreams of your reunion with austin filling your head.
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monpalace · 10 months
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Okok, so my brain is not working with writing rn BUT i will finish that “reader and time pinning” thing that i was doing I PROMISE
BUT for now imma just share some thoughts of Time because he is THE LOVE OF MY LIFE AND I NEED TO RANT ABOUT HIM
*ahem*
Ive said before (on my blog) that Time uses really old and kinda cringey petnames because 1, he genuinely loves them and 2, because he LOVES making the boys squirm in second hand embarrassment. SO, have a few more of those nicknames :D -> snookums, sugarplum, baby cakes, muffin, foxy, and toots
Young time (like teenage/young adult) was an absolute bastard BUT when he falls in love with someone, he is an absolute sweet heart! Think the ‘i hate everyone but you’ trope :3
Young! Time did not know romance AT ALL! That boy was raised by a tree and a bunch if spirit kids, he has know idea what a ‘date’ is. This leads to him just acting the same around his crush but being a little nicer to them
Is then very confused as to why they dont know that he likes them. “It was so obvious? I gave you a piece of my apple pie! I was so clear with my signs 🙄🙄”
He THEN reads all the romance novels he can get his hands on (legally and illegally) just so he can impress them! Completely misunderstood everything and now he just has to straight up tell them, cause how their hair is on fire…somehow
(Modern) Time is totally the type of guy that ‘doesn’t like drama shows’ but if his lover was watching one, he’d stand behind the couch and watch. But when his lover offers to move so he can sit hes like ‘no, im not even watching it. I was just bored’ and the proceeds to watch the next 3 episodes while standing.
(Modern) Time has a leather jacket that he LOVES!! Like he will cut someone for that thing, do not fuck with it. No one is aloud to wear it expect him….And his crush/lover but SHUSH!
Time enjoys polishing his armour/sword while you read a book out aloud. You both find it rather relaxing. Until something dramatic/a polt twists happens, all if the sudden the armour/sword is dropped to the side as Time is BAFFLED by this. “They killed Aaron?! Wh-what? Why!? He was the best choice for Max!” (Hes so invested, his duties are now discarded until you two finish this chapter)
I wanna do more but this is kinda chunky :3
I love dis man so much 🫶🫶
THE WAY I PHYSICALLY AND VERBALLY CRINGED AT FOXY??? bro's the type to say "hey foxy mama" when you walk into a room unironically, he literally has no shame whatsoever whenever someone points out how dated that sounds to
time would fit the secret admirer trope so well though? but he wouldn't even be secret about it?? the lon lon sisters def gave him the advice to "just be himself" and that gave him the idea to take stuff from his woodland-spirit background
"link, why is my house filled with flowers from floor to ceiling."
"that's not a declaration of adoration here? huh."
AND HIM TAKING THE ROMANCE BOOKS? personally, i feel like he's the type to sneak into the library when (supposedly) nobodies looking and just taking whatever he can carry before sneaking back out-- but in actuality it's just that nobody cares
someone asked zelda if he was allowed to take the books because they've been coming back in a damaged state (it's not bad, but while he's workshopping how he's gonna bring words to reality, he messes up a little) and she just says its fine so long as he isn't committing crimes with them (which he has done. several times. no one knows)
ofc there are questions as to WHY he's taking the romance books specifically, but the guards and librarians just chalk it up to him entering his weird boy phase ™️ and not because he has an interest in somebody because him?? having a love interest before half the other people in the castle??? Nah.
you catch modern! time watching a (raunchy) reality show once (like love island, or jersey shore-- maybe even teen mom) and he swears up, down, to the golden three, and to the sand goddess that he just kept it on for noise and that he's paying all his attention to his work even though you caught him ON VIDEO having the most expressive reactions to certain moments
BUT THE LEATHER JACKET ONE?? someone walks up to you while you're wearing it (your relationship with time isn't common knowledge yet) and they make a joke about him burying them alive if they mess it up-- no less just because you're wearing it.
time pops up out of literal thin air making excuses that you were cold (you were not), he was hot and didn't feel like carrying it (his goosebumps say otherwise), he thought there was a tear and he wanted to try and fix it (.. yeah, okay.), he only gave it to you because you said it would go with your outfit (that is not the only reason he'd give it to you), and everything else just to try to hide the fact that he's soft
(also, bonus points if you made it??? now not even the goddesses could touch it. he's about three seconds away from giving into the inner ferality of his childhood self and biting someone if they even look at it)
but tell me why i just imagine time getting ready to like, get in a fight or something, you read something so earth-shatteringly shocking in the book, and he's immediately like "the battle can wait. [opponent] was gonna lose anyways. we have to figure out what the devil is about to happen"
i'm literally scooping ur brain from ur skull, putting it on a table, and i'm gonna examine it for the rest of ur ideas mwah
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stateswscarlet · 10 months
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but what if I genuinely don't want to do ANYTHING to get my desire, I just want to wake up and BAM it's there. Do you think that's possible? and please don't say "it depends on you and what you believe in your reality." I want to know what YOU think.
Why are you asking me? Do my beliefs and my state manifest in YOUR reality? Didn’t think so. You don’t need my validation at all, im some random chick on the internet who loves studying and teaching the law.
So yes anon it depends on you and what you believe in your reality, lmao.
But I assume you’re wanting MY personal opinion in MY reality correct? So I also assume you’re not going to cry and throw up and spiral to everyone else that “Omg scarlet said this!!” because you asked for MY OPINION.
(and this goes to everyone else reading this - I better not catch anyone spiraling in someone elses ask box about “scarlet said this, is it true?? is it real?? what do i do?” because I know DAMN WELL yall LOVE taking stuff out of context and blurt it to other creators without giving them the full story. So if you’re going to go throw up your spiral in someone else box, let them read my ENTIRE answer before you make me look bad.)
So since anon asked for MY PERSONAL OPINION IN MY REALITY I will share MY OWN PERSONAL BELIEFS THAT HAVE NOTHING TO DO WITH ANYONE ELSES REALITY BUT MY OWN.
I don’t believe in MY REALITY that its possible to magically wake up in another life. I don’t believe in “magical” manifestations. I don’t believe in anything that isn’t already natural or COULD NOT BE experienced (even as a teeeeeeeeeeeny chance) by someone living on planet earth and all its laws. I don’t believe in manipulating physics, growing wings, changing your age and physically becoming a 10 year old from a 45 yeat old, changing your race (thats weird as fuck so idk why you’d do that anyways), transforming into a magic fairy, turning into a sorcerer who can teleport and mind read, or waking up tomorrow as taylor swift.
The way I learned and understood and firsthand experienced the law is:
1. The law is natural. It has ALWAYS been at play. It is ALWAYS working FOR EVERYONE. Even unconsciously we are all manifesting based off the law and our state. It works THE SAME WAY for everyone regardless of who you are.
2. Our consciousness, YES it is LIMITLESS has chosen FOR THIS LIFETIME a HUMAN experience that is bound to the 3D. Our consciousness has chosen an earth experience as its home, as its experience for our life that we are aware of. It CHOSE this (limited) 3D world as its experience and WANTS to experience what a human is capable of experiencing. The law exists amongst other laws like physics. Yes we are god, but we are GOD EXPERIENCING ITSELF THROUGH A HUMAN. WE CAN GOD IN HUMAN FORM. Not literally an all knowing powerful entity who can turn off gravity and create an ice castle in a blink of an eye.
So if you’ve lived your whole life never hearing of anyone that has magically woken up in a mansion in LA when they were just asleep in their studio apartment in Antartica, it would be pretty difficult to believe that to be true today. Now if you HAVE heard of that or firsthand experienced it, know someone who has, now thats a different story because again, IF YOU BELIEVE ITS POSSIBLE IN YOUR REALITY THEN THAT IS WHAT YOU WILL EXPERIENCE.
I personally have never heard of anything magical happening nor have I ever seen it with my own eyes so in MY REALITY its not possible in the slightest. I don’t see myself manifesting waking up in a completely different life with a new name, age, set of parents because first of all, I would freak THE FUCK out, that sounds SO scary and disorienting?! Maybe i’ll believe it when I see someone in real life flapping their wings, teleporting, and waking up in a brand new place with a new name/age. And I don’t mean people on here with success stories online, I mean people physically and/or people who don’t know the words “law of assumption” experiencing it (as I said up in number 1, the law is the same for everyone).
When I see “manifesting is illogical” I take it as we cannot conceptualize HOW something would happen. That is what ILLOGICAL means. It doesn’t mean that when you blink, a fat stack of a billon dollars is going to appear in front of you. It means YOU CANNOT PREDICT OR KNOW HOW IT WILL HAPPEN AND NO MATTER HOW MUCH YOU TRY, IT WILL STILL HAPPEN IN A WAY YOU DIDNT EVEN THINK OF. Same thing applies for the “there are infinite realities, theres one where im living that!” YES you are correct! There is a reality where you have a huge mansion next to Kylie Jenner, and so there would be NATURAL STEPS TAKEN to make that a reality that would be the BEST way for YOU.
I believe in a natural bridge of incidents (it would have happened anyways or it makes sense how it happened after it did kind of thing) that is perfectly and best suited TO ME. Trying to “wake up” in a new life is messing with the how, because if you knew by the end of next week GUARANTEED you’d be living your dream life, would you give half a fuck about what steps needed to be taken for that? NO because you would just NATURALLY take them WITHOUT EVEN THINKING as part of the bridge! So yes, becoming a millionaire quickly is 100% possible, dating a celebrity is also 100% possible, moving into a huge mansion when you’re currently homeless is also possible, healing an illness is also possible, and so is manifesting an sp you don’t know/do know, and manifesting a career you’re not qualified for/rejected for because all of these things and everything else in between are things which humans can already experience (even as a very slim, nearly impossible chance) with or without knowing the law. I firmly believe the law isn’t magic.
I already know someone is gona be like “what about so and so success story? what about xyz stories? are they fake??”
When I say that I GENUINELY DO NOT GIVE A SINGLE THOUGHT thinking if someone’s success is true or not, I 10000% mean it. Who am I to tell someone else they’re lying or ask for proof? In THEIR reality they experience different beliefs than me and thats 100% okay. I dont care what someone is or isn’t doing in their reality. I don’t care if they’re lying or scripting because how does that affect me? I still believe in the law and love my natural and “limited” perspective and still get things reflected in the 3D in a natural and effortless way. I don’t need nor want proof of it because no one owes anyone any successes or proof that they manifested something and this goes for me too. I will say however that no one should be relying on other peoples successes on the internet and instead use the law yourself to be your own success story. We (myself included) are at the end of the day, random strangers on the internet who you don’t know. Why would you place your life in our hands? Study the law yourself from source and be comfortable with your own beliefs instead of asking me or anyone else “is this possible” instead ask YOURSELF if ifs possible for you.
Not to mention i’ve literally known people from other communities (reddit and subliminals community) who posted “impossible” successes yet were in my DMs saying how “gullible” others are and how none of that happened. It makes me sad knowing people would post anything fake, but I know that others lying has nothing to do with me and everything to do with them. This is why I said that YOU NEED TO BE YOUR SUCCESS instead of relying on others because we aren’t special or unique, we are all regular people too.
Also I will NOT BE ANSWERING ANY ASKS RELATED TO CALLING ME LIMITED, BEING RUDE, TELLING ME OFF, ETC it will be INSTANTLY DELETED. This is MY PAGE WHERE I SHARE MY BELIEFS. DO NOT go around to 10 other creators venting that “omg scarlet said i cant magically wake up a kpop idol!” because if you’re spiraling over ONE random persons beliefs, im sorry you need to do better and go apply the law. If you are going to be throwing up elsewhere, make sure you link the entire post.
Call me limited all you want, im not stopping YOU from getting what YOU believe to be true.
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orchidbreezefc · 1 year
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I am asking you about Marco and Tobias in book 3 👀
IM SO MAD I WROTE UP A WHOLE ESSAY AND EVERNOTE JUST YEETED IT SO I HAD TO REWRITE IT AAAAA
cw for attempted suicide, animal death, and ego death. regular animorphs things
things start in book 2, where marco tells tobias (for those uninitiated, a boy in the body of a hawk) not to hunt prey because he couldn't be friends with someone who ate rats. this is Not Cool, and everyone treats it as such; tobias stonily ignores it, and it reads to me like marco realizes he fucked up.
book 3 is the first from tobias's pov, and centers around his conflict re: hawkness vs humanity. he's been sleeping in a drawer in jake's attic, eating cold hamburger and being generally miserable. halfway through the book he lets his guard down and follows the hawk instincts to catch and kill a mouse.
tobias immediately has a breakdown and attempts suicide. rachel gets him to stop at the last minute and marco breaks a skylight so tobias can fly outside (note marco risking his neck to help tobias out), whereupon he goes to the forest and surrenders his selfhood, giving in completely to the hawk's instincts. he gets better, but from that point on he hunts prey and sleeps in a tree.
the only person tobias talks to about his inner struggle this whole time is rachel. several times he comes to her and she tells him he's human through and through and his body doesn't matter, but tobias can tell she doesn't fully believe that.
reading tobias's pov, it took me a minute to recognize rachel's thought process: she says it because she thinks it's what he wants to hear. i doubt tobias knew what he needed to hear, but it was this: you aren't just human anymore, and that's okay. things are different now, but we're here to help you figure it out.
enter marco, surprisingly. tobias says at the start of the book that he and marco are very different people and he doesnt think they will ever be close because marco doesn't take anything seriously--which isn't accurate, but that's a different rant.
marco makes jokes about tobias being a hawk, and at this point, that makes him the only one who acknowledges tobias's new reality in any capacity. imagine how isolating that is. everything about your life, your reality, and your own body changes completely, and by every indication only 4 people will ever know that or interact with you ever again--and they mostly just pretend it isn't happening.
their reluctance to touch the topic is for two reasons. the first one is that they don't want to aggravate a sore spot by saying something insenitive. the second one is very clear as you read: these kids are 13, and they are AWKWARD.
they're at an age where unspoken social etiquette matters more than ever before and they are scrambling to find the boundaries where things become 'too weird'. this is a huge and recurring factor in their behavior! there is no etiquette for your friend being a hawk or turning into a bug, but they are so hyperaware of potential boundaries and not knowing where the line is that they err on the side of caution and just Don't.
everyone except marco.
this is for two reasons: one, as i touched on in [link: my last post], marco is extremely practical, and (correctly) believes he can't afford to ignore hard truths. the other is that i think he's so used to people being angry with him for running his mouth that he figures he may as well be the one to risk saying the wrong thing.
marco will throw himself on the conversational grenade. he's willing to (appropriately enough) be gored by the elephant in the room if that means it gets dealt with. he doesn't know how to talk about this any more than anyone else, including tobias, but he's going to find out where the mines are for all of them, even if that means stepping on one.
violent metaphors aside, marco DID fuck it up in book 2. yet in book 3, when he makes a hawk joke again, tobias says it makes him feel better, even as it earns dirty looks from the others, because marco jokes about everything. the jokes make it feel more normal, more approachable.
once tobias embraces the lifestyle, he tests the waters by making a joke of his own about hunting a snack. marco is the only one who laughs; he and tobias connect where tobias doesn't with anyone else. marco uses humor to cope, because joking about the difficult thing makes it less scary, and it helps tobias cope too. after this book tobias starts making a lot more jokes, and god, that bitch is funny.
where rachel's platitudes and jake and cassie's polite, awkward silence leave tobias feeling more alone, it's marco cracking dumb, sort of insensitive jokes that bridges the gap. it's an unconventional way to reach out, and not what you would call kindness, but conventionally reaching out didn't work, because tobias's problem isn't conventional.
there's a real push-and-pull between tobias and marco, and they are very different people. i don't think tobias would especially want to be emotionally vulnerable with marco at this point (and marco definitely wouldn't want him to), but in the end, marco is the one who implicitly tells tobias what he needed to hear: you aren't fully human anymore, and that's okay. we're here to help you figure it out.
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❅ “A Single Flower In A Field Of Grass” ❅
character: yandere! dabi [boku no hero academia]
warning: a bit of b0dy h0rror, k1dnapping ; MINOR/AGELESS BLOGS DNI, PUT YOUR AGE IN BIO/PINNED POST TO INTERACT
words: 1.2k
a/n: this is a repost from my main blog (@/hikari-writes) so yes this writing is old + bad, i just moved them here w/o editing bc im lazy and wants to keep reminding myself how bad my writing used to be <3
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You have always been popular among the guys. Whether it’s from work or from when you walk on the streets. You’re just so beautiful, you see.
You’re not dense or anything so you’re completely aware of the attention you’re receiving. Ever since your school days, you’ve always received love confessions from the guys. And each time, you would reject them. You weren’t interested in engaging in any romantic relationship. If possible, you don’t really want to get married to anyone on that matter. All you wanna do in life is get over it with a decent job that gives decent pay, grow old, and pet your cat all the while.
You’re a natural-born beauty so it’s not like you wear anything to have such gorgeous features. In fact, you could wake up in the worst way possible and you’ll still look beautiful. Even though you’re pretty famous for rejecting any love confessions and turning down anyone who invited you to a date, there’s always those persistent type of guys that don’t know when to give up. You either just have to ignore them or give them a piece of your mind if they went overboard.
Even so, you’ve never been stalked or anything. You’re very, and I mean, VERY, sensitive to your surroundings. Your admirers knew this and they never risked following or stalking you if they want to live their life without getting caught by the police.
Which is also why he was able to catch you off guard.
You never wanted to earn his attention whatsoever. It never even occurred to you to do such things. But unintentionally, his interest seemed to spark from one question.
Why’s a beautiful flower like you got surrounded by so many disgusting flies?
He had to keep you away from them. It’s the only right thing to do. He had to have you all to himself. You belong to only him. He needed you.
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Today couldn’t be any worse. Recently, several members of your guy colleagues went missing. And today, the police just happened to find those missing persons. That is, their corpses.
You were shocked beyond words. It seems impossible for several numbers of people from your office that went missing are now found together. Dead.
It’s hard to accept the reality. After work, you and all of your friends decided to pay a visit to their graves. You got home much later that day. It was getting pretty dark so you quicken your steps. All you wanted was just to get home safely. After what had happened to your colleagues, your sense of danger seems to have built up greatly.
You were about to reach your home when you saw something out of the corner of your eyes. Something moving in the dark alley. Your instinct tells you to quickly get the heck out of there but just as you were about to run, a faint soft voice caught your attention.
“….elp……"
Someone asking for help. Your blood ran cold. Someone is probably in pain there. You were the only one near the place so if you didn’t do something….what would’ve happened to that person?
Your fingers fumble around the inside of your handbag to search for your phone. You quickly call the hero support line to ask for assistance.
After the call had ended, your phone’s battery ran out and it automatically died. You tried to brave yourself and check out the alley. A sharp breath escaped your lips when you saw the sight in front of you.
It was one of your male coworkers. The feelings of fear completely left your body and great concern and worry filled your whole body.
"Steve?!”
You quickly make your way to your injured colleague to check if he was alright. He doesn’t seem to be conscious. You try to inspect him closely despite the darkness.
As you squint your eyes to look at him, you noticed a burning smell coming from him. You remembered that you had a mini flashlight in your handbag and pulled it out. You cautiously clicked the switch on and pointed it at him.
Upon seeing his condition, you let out a loud scream and let go of the flashlight you were holding.
His body is completely burned. His skin is nowhere to be seen and the blackish-red colour took up his whole body. He also doesn’t have any clothes on, obviously has been burned alongside him.
The smell of the burnt flesh sickens you and your stomach churned. Your trembling legs tried its best to help you stand. You need to get away from there. And fast.
“Whoa there, where do you think you’re going, missy?”
A male voice appears behind you, making you freeze in your place. You felt like you’re not supposed to look back to the owner of the voice, but your head moves on its own and looks back.
Your eyes widened, fully knowing who it is you’re facing, and most likely the culprit for the murder of Steve.
Dabi. One of the members of the League of Villains. You’ve seen him several times on the news and heck, he’s easy to recognize too, what’s with his extraordinary features on his face and all.
The heroes seem to take their sweet time getting to your location. You silently pray they arrive fast before anything happens. Although part of you seems to already accept your fate.
“Don’t look so scared. I don’t bite….unless you want me to.”
He playfully says with a smirk as he leisurely strides towards you. Your legs had long given up and you’re left cowering before him.
Dabi crouches down beside you and closes the distance between you both. You flinch at how close his face is to yours and quickly shut close your eyes, as if by doing so will make him go away.
“Y/N, loosen up a bit. You’re too tense, babe.”
You could hear him snicker as he said this. One of his hands reaches out and cupped your cheeks.
Your heart sank. How the hell does he know your name? And who does he think is, calling you babe like you’re his lover or something. At this point, you feel like  breaking down and crying. There’s only so much you can handle after all. Coming face-to-face with a villain, furthermore from the infamous League himself….this couldn’t be any worse.
“You know, from when I first saw you, I always thought it was odd. Why is it that…a beautiful flower like you, got surrounded by so many disgusting, pesky flies? It’s not as if you’re a disgusting pile of trash to make them attracted to you. No… you’re far from that. Even so, those idiotic flies still dreamed of getting a chance at you. It ticked me off.”
He points behind you, towards Steve. At this point, you’ve already somehow put two and two together. He killed Steve, and possibly the other of your colleagues that has been found dead too…all because he was interested in you?
“I guess you already knew what I was getting at by now, right?”
Dabi’s smirk grows wider as he pulls you closer and covers your nose with a piece of clothing. It all happened so fast that you barely had any time to react at all.
Before you knew it, your consciousness slowly slipped away and the last thing that you heard before your vision completely blacked out was Dabi’s husky voice, whispering into your ears.
“Don’t worry, love. You’ll learn to love me in no time at all.”
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GOOD AFTERNOON MUTUAL I NOTICED YOU OC POSTING IN MY NOTES DO YOU WANNA TALK ABOUT OCS. OK BYE
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LOVE THE MEME
ok. idk if u mean, type out a post or just one-on-one? but im gonna type out this post and you can tell me about ur ocs whatever way you'd like :3
my ocs don't really have a comprehensive story. at all. like there's no beginning -> middle -> end because i have a lot of important characters that have important things happen to them at different times. for instance, two people end up in a different realm and end up starting a family there, sometime in the 1920s or 30s. then there's the entire saga of one of the descendants getting kidnapped and taken to a different realm, and how he grew up, and how the unluckiness of his family followed him. THEN, there's the story of a cult in the pacific northwest. so like???
anyway, here's some worldbuilding basics and some character info.
(this is long. my bad)
world building:
There's three main "realities" or "dimensions." They're called Pladim, Edgirst, and Atryss. Pladim was the first created, then Edgirst split from it, then Atryss split from Edgirst.
There's also places called liminaries, which... are just the backrooms in a different font. not the original backrooms, not the fandomized backrooms, but a Secret Third Thing (that is also a secret to me). People can end up in these, and get out of them, but not like in the backrooms lore. anyway,
Pladim is the normal world, as we know it. However, the supernatural is a lot more accepted as something that's probably true. Evidence for the supernatural is more substantial and common than it is IRL. if you said "i'm haunted," 100% seriously, most people would go "yeah, probably, go burn some sage" instead of "that's not real/there's a different explanation."
Atryss is the afterlife. Kind of. It's complicated. It's not heaven, or hell, or an underworld, or anything. It's a void. There are living creatures here, but they're nowhere near human. They're like deep-sea creatures. They feed on the spirits of the dead. Ever since the development of religions, it's been a little more complicated; if a group of people believes in something enough, it will become true. That's how we got gods. That's how we got an afterlife. But, then everyone decided the afterlife should be different, and you were judged based on whether or not you were a good person. That's hard to arrange. Eventually, a warden, The Watchman, came into being. It made a system and enforces it. Basically: those that believe in reincarnation get reincarnated. It's easier to recycle a human, anyway. Those that believe in a "heaven" or "hell" or any other sort of interactive afterlife experience these through "dreams." The body is dead but the mind is still going, in a sense. (Except all people in Atryss are husks, like cicada shells). These people sorted by The Watchman, who has a completely arbitrary set of rules that change frequently. Sometimes he'll throw people who are usually in Heaven into Hell for a couple of minutes, just for fun. The catch is, the beings in his realm need to feed, but it's harder to feed on humans still dreaming. The indomitable human spirit, and all that. People are more "solid" in Atryss when they are remembered in either Pladim or Edgirst. So, once they're mostly forgotten, they get eaten ^_^
Edgirst is the "middle ground." Edgirst is a fantasy reality and sometimes acts as a place between life and death. There's magic and creepy little creatures and deities. Edgirst is where most deities live, actually. Deities rule over ordinary things most beings experience/know of: love, water, luck, pick-pocketing, fear, etc. The deities are strongest in Edgirst because that's their home, but Edgirst and Pladim are actually very close together, or "blended," in a sense. Edgirst is the same size as Earth but does not extend beyond that; for example, the sky in Edgirst is a net and catches those that fly too high. The realities can "blend" in certain points that seem to be unconnected (note: i have a couple ideas for the connection but haven't decided on one). Deities aren't the only things that live in Edgirst: angels, demons, humans, vampires, animal-human hybrids, demigods, etc etc etc all live in Edgirst as well. They can all live in Pladim, as well, but it's much easier to survive unnoticed in Edgirst than it is in Pladim.
wow ok that's a lot! now let's look at some places
point savaford, colorado: where most of the important characters that are in Pladim reside. it's not particularly noteworthy within itself
yarwood: haven't decided on a location, except that it's in the northeast USA. where other important characters live
oregon/washington border: entrance to Edgirst that is commonly used
middle of nowhere, Texas: entrance to liminaries that is commonly used.
unnamed research institute in New Orleans, Lousiana: supernatural research institute. don't look at me it's not tma i prommy
MY FAVORITE PART. CHARACTERS. (for the sake of time, i'm going with my Main 4 that i mention all the time)
arthur murphy (he/any): most cringefail loser ever. his special interest is fnaf and he dresses in pseudo-victorian gothic clothes daily. he's popular on tiktok, both for cosplaying and for being haunted. she gets haunted so much because she has no impulse control and loves buying things from antique stores and flea markets. she has a collection of dolls. their most haunted one rn has a ghost attached to it that likes to leave blood and guts on his pillow! instead of getting rid of it, he started being very nice to it so that he wouldn't get killed. and it worked! they're besties now. arthur lives in point savaford, but used to live in arizona with his mom. he moved to Colorado to live with his sister after his mom died. Also his dad is the god of thievery, lies, gambling, trickery, etc etc etc.
gwen shrapner (she/her): gwen has a long, convoluted story that she does NOT want anyone to know about. she was born in oklahoma, but moved around a bit, and now she lives in yarwood. she lives with her dad. she used to live with her dad, mom, and two brothers. long story short, her older brother got possessed (not rlly "possessed" but let's roll w/ it) and killed gwen's mom and younger brother. has been online friends with arthur for several years. arthur is the only person besides family that knows her before her brother started killing ppl. she's started developing a new life in yarwood, and even made some friends C: and also she has light powers but doesn't know it yet.
quick intermission! an explanation of the salinas family:
the salinases are a family that live in Edgirst. remember the two ppl who ended up in Edgirst in the ~1930s and decided to just start a family there? yeah, that's these guys.
family tree: carla + santiago had two kids, francisca and vicente. francisca and her husband Gilberto had two daughters, Catalina and Josefina. Vicente and his wife Diana had three sons: Martín, then a set of twins, Diego and Carlos.
remember that guy that got kidnapped and taken to a different realm as a kid? that's carlos. he was raised as william in a town in Texas. and he is also gwen's dad.
the Salinases have superpowers. i keep changing the reason why. it's a hereditary thing, i guess.
oh btw, more family! catalina and amos (her husband) had a daughter, paulina. amos already had a son, wilbur, before he married catalina. all four of them got killed by the cult amos was raised in
josefina was in a lesbian polycule and ended up having a son, who i named jasper, but i want to change it lol
martín had two children with his wife, matilda: laura and marco (who used to be named mike). martín got driven to insanity thru supernatural means (and a little bit possessed?) and killed himself. matilda also got driven to insanity thru supernatural means and killed laura and maybe herself.
diego has no kids. that he knows of
william/carlos married mallory and had three kids: connor, gwen, and christopher. i already mentioned all of that mess up above.
anyway,
more characters:
leylo gromit:
actually no i have to explain another fucked up family first
the wright family (and the cult of the bloodless flesh) (TRIGGER WARNING FOR, YOU KNOW, CULT STUFF. AND SUICIDE. AND SEX. AND CHILD DEATH. AND GORE/PAINFUL DEATHS. skip to the next section if you do not want that!)
the cult mostly lived in a commune/town, although there were some undercover "scouts" that lived other places. they lived on the oregon/washington border.
note that "lived" is in past tense.
the cult started as a death cult. they needed a bunch of ppl who had pledged themselves to the god (who remains unknown at this time) to die painfully, usually by bleeding out (hence the cult name). when ppl didn't convert (BECAUSE WHY WOULD THEY), they just started repopulating like rabbits
THAT'S HOW WE GOT THE WRIGHT FAMILY.
there's three siblings: amos, jezebel, and a third guy i keep forgetting to name. he's not actually that important.
amos decided to hit da bricks. he had two kids, as previously mentioned.
unnamed guy has a lot of kids but kind of impossible to count?
sigh. jezebel had 11.
in order from oldest to youngest: Cecil Weaver (taken in my dad's family, not in the cult), Zachary Wright (re-named himself as Zachariah Schneider after escaping), Peter Wright (re-named himself as Peter Richardson after escaping), Minato Kishimoto (taken in by dad, not in cult), Rory Wright, Leylo Wright (re-named herself as Leylo Gromit after escaping), Oliver Wright, Hannah Wright (re-named himself as James Bellamy after escaping), Cynthia Wright, Molly-Mae Wright, and Cornelius Wright (later re-named Callum Smith by adoptive family, with Callum's help picking out the name).
four of these kids are dead: rory, oliver, cynthia, and molly-mae
the surviving kids survived because the goddess of insanity & unreality, Manea, was able to sense Something Being Amiss and decided to hijack a car about it.
she was in the car with her husband, Nicostratus (who is an angel and also runs a hospital/research facility), Nicostratus's brother Ornias (demon with a radio show), Nicostratus's and Ornias's sister, Opal (Secret Third Thing, full-time femme fatale), Oscar (family friend of the Salinases), and Marco (who's like, 17 at the time, and was taken in by Oscar).
they're all coming back from a day of fun when Manea climbs out of the back seat, takes the wheel, drives thru a chain-link fence and parks outside a house. and runs in. there's already a dead child up front and one in obvious shock, so they all get out of the car and go into the house (and one, Oscar, stays with the James outside). they all tell Mike to stay in the car. instead he goes into the cellar and saves leylo from a dog attack.
most of the other cult members were dead; but some survived their attempt and were jailed, some chickened out at the last moment and were (mostly) jailed, and some were innocent kids that survived.
fun plot twist: marco and zach were friends. the wrights weren't supposed to have contact with the outside world, but both marco and zach were hunting for food one day and met (on opposite sides of the fence). eventually, after several meetings, marco convinced zach to hop over and they hunted & foraged together. marco mostly gave the food he foraged to zach, since he didn't have as many mouths to feed, and his dad had a stable job. this was a really important part of zach realizing that his upbringing was fucked up and he and marco are still best buds.
anyway i think i can go back to characters again
OTHER TWO CHARACTERS THAT ARE PRETTY IMPORTANT/I'VE FLESHED OUT
leylo gromit (she/her): she was adopted by Oscar, along with Zach (James and Peter were adopted by other ppl that lived close to Oscar). changed her last name to gromit because her best friend had the last name wallace. so they're wallace and gromit :] she has dissociative identity disorder and one of her headmates fronted for ~2 years and started a new life in Georgia. his name is mike. he left without telling anyone and established a life across the country. so leylo wakes up one morning in an apartment she doesn't recognize, being served an eviction notice for an apartment she didn't know was hers, and then being called by a manager at a job she didn't know she had, and then texted by a girlfriend she does not know. she has a closet of clothes she doesn't recognize, including a work uniform, and a nametag for a fast-food chain with "MIKE" on it. so she goes into work (after awkwardly asking her manager where she works) and is greeted by taylor wallace, who is apparently her friend? and she mentions she's really confused, and also getting evicted, and he's like hey! i have a spare bedroom i'm trying to rent out. since you get along well with winter, why don't you move in? and leylo doesn't have a better idea and could totally overpower him physically if it came to it, so she agrees. and she's like "haha winter is probably a cat." no. it's a five year old child. but leylo DOES get along well with winter and it all works out. eventually she mentions that she wants to go by leylo and she/her (thankfully her name or gender marker was never changed). she just kinda ghosts the gf :( because how do you tell someone you've apparently dated for over a year "sorry idk you" ??? anyway, her friend from oregon/washington, milo, comes down to georgia one day on a road trip and, by chance, sees leylo in a walmart. they have a very heartfelt reunion that annoys the shit out of other walmart shoppers. and milo asks, "hey, why did you leave without saying goodbye?" and leylo finally tells people that she has no fucking clue how she got there. and then she gets a fun trip to the psychiatrist and gets diagnosed. and then she's like "hey, maybe i should text that person mike dated and like, let her know." so she does, and it ends decently well. she and jessica (the girl mike dated) remain friends. taylor gets a boyfriend, timothy (who is the son of manea and nicostratus but that's not important rn. yeah he was also kidnapped. it's fine dw about it). it all goes well until it doesn't! cult of the bloodless flesh starts acting up again. jessica dies, and taylor and tim get yeeted into separate liminaries. so leylo's now the legal guardian of, like, a 10 year old. they move to a duplex in colorado. later, arthur and his sister move into the other side of the duplex. also arthur's haunted doll is haunted by her sister btw
zach (he/him but doesn't care): adopted by Oscar, and gets to live with Marco and Leylo. he suffered a TBI after almost dying during The Sacrifice, which limits his daily functioning and working capabilities. he manages to mostly recuperate, though. Marco goes on a Sidequest to resurrect Manea, who was killed by her sister. yeah, gods can die, it's fine. anyway, when Marco comes back, Zach's still living with Oscar. tbh i have not figured out this timeline all the way, but Zach, Marco, Manea, and two others named Jackie and Indigo moved into a house together. The house is a large house, in Edgirst, near a pocket entrance thingy to Pladim. they have a pet creature named Chip. he's like the rake but not really.
i have more to talk about (gwen's family and friends, arthur's friends, silas van der zee, more about william and the salinases, etc.) but i've been working on this for over four hours or something. dawg i need to stop
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ohhhh i just realized why i have no desire to sleep even though i in fact am getting tired🤪 my cousin was in psychosis for two weeks on coke off meds and two days ago he took a turn and directed all of his pain and anger at me n was talking shit about me saying vile things (mostly about being lesbian) till 4 am two days ago and till 6am last night. walking in the living room where i was juggling a knife and scraping it on our roomates doors, throwing n stabbing oranges around the house till he got 5250’d in the morning. i hope hes having an alright time in there he really needs help and hopefully rehab and hopefully he finally wants the change that he might not know he needs and actually does want. ya had to vent it out guys thx for reading my run on sentence, im actually tryna lead into a better, personal topic and this plays a part on it so i started there. i uh started recovery in AA 3 days ago and im so fucking happy to finally want to take my life back fully into my own hands and have the drive and ambition that i got easily with alcohol (fucking cop out). ik how this sounds to some people, i went to AA and NA for fun when i was in a grouphome at 17 bc it was another way for us to get off the campus and hangout with the other houses (they called them cottages🏡🕯️🎍☺️). so im very comfortable in that environment, it wasn’t an entirely new concept or energy to me, its been about ten years, but this is my first time coming with a severe desire to change and take back my life into my own hands. ya i had drank in highschool (fuckinn middle school too) but i dont think i ever had to drink and drink and drink till i passout and not be able to stop until im blacked out. that didnt happen till i was 23 in such a chaotic livlihood i couldnt stand any part of my reality, work, home, abusive relationship, i couldnt breathe but i could drink. to the point i was delivering weed from the dispensary drunk. it happened again over the summer for all of the same reasons but this time i had come back to my cousins house to get on my feet and ultimately ended up helping everyone else and their businesses and livlihood more than my own and i was drained out, favor not returned gang. i thought i was gonna stop drinking at the end of summer and i did a few times, a week, two a month but the binges were bad and i was in a lot of dangerous situations recently. everytime i thought i was ready, someone would give me a reason to catch a nice break from the chaos circus life, n who would say no to what sounds like bliss? the last time i drank i didnt even want to, i didnt even wanna go out shit, friend called me crying for help, by the end of the night i needed a relief drink joined got physically hurt (7 minor injuries but some are mid😭), stranded they took off w my phone and wallet in my bag, no sweater at 4am upset in a parking lot not tryna take three hour walk home. a ride from a nice lady w a sketchy guy judging me. how the fuck did it happen again, how easy couldve i prevented this. i had already reached out to a well versed friend that i need to get sober, she said she’d be around in a couple days n we would go. i told her again the next day i needed it even more now and we went that night, which she was wanting to bc she liked that specific meeting. well gang that specific meeting is always gonna be the story to the start of my meeting. i immediately got picked to lead and read through out the meeting on a little stage in front of everyone with the key speaker. as i expected haha, never heard of a lottery meeting like that. i made a home that night, i kept eveyones lottery ticket from the raffle that i picked (and the three left over), i hadnt felt so much support in years, and all at once and a whole room full of people.
i know im only three days in but ive been waiting my whole life to be here.
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Hi! Do you sometimes catch yourself analyzing things too much, always getting really deep underneath and kind of ending up having too little room to actually be carefree and sort of experience life without the constant buzz of those thoughts, searches/analysis/seeking meanings/truths/lessons? Or do you find that’s it’s possible to + that you do best when you have both happening simultaneously? If the question doesn’t make sense let me know and I’ll rephrase it. Love& love
hey. i think i get what you mean but lmk if i didnt— i think im the type of person that ricochets between extremes in order to understand myself, the world, what balance means for me,,,, and then when i find the 'truth', or where that extreme has led me, i have a level of understanding about either me or the world that i can hone, either as an ideal to understand or one i can live up to/aspire to. — so there have been times where im in the kind of haze you described. over analysing, over thinking, isolating myself, getting deep into rabbit holes or theories about why what is what. but then i also swing to the other side of the pendulum and have times where im completely in my body, in my feelings, and in response to the world. im not over thinking, although im still hyper vigilant & it feels like im processing the world on drugs. its just in that moment, the need to understand, analyse and chew over the information on my own isnt there yet. something allows me to register everything in a more intuitive way? to where the 'buzz of thinking' still exists but its an energy i can ride rather than one thats stifling me or causing me to over question, over think, & ultimately doubt myself.
there are benefits and disadvantages to both ways of being. sometimes it feels good 'taking things lightly' and feeling unbound and i feel more social because of it. other times it feels good being alone so i can really process the world in the depth i want to without interruption or a need to discuss/debate what i feel. other times solitude and analysis feels overbearing, and the clarity feels stifling. theres all the concepts but they have nowhere to exist out of your head. their just a glass cage youve made for yourself & it can be lonely. that compared to the rush of action and freedom i feel in my 'non disciplined state' is horrible. buttt at my heart i am a serious person. i do like to consider and process and understand. so when i am in a more carefree space, i might have the freedom and the energy to express myself, but the energy is hard to harness or channel to anything thats not purely hedonistic or running off of the same impulsive energy as me. the key / balance here would be for me to channel the momentum of my energy in those moments toward goals/aims set when i am in the analytical, precise, clear space.
and so yeah the reason i explained it in such a drawn out way is that both the extremes help me understand and then actualise the middle ground thats right for me. unless a persons too uptight they may never have the reason / face the kind of discomfort that makes them understand the necessity of being happy go lucky. and if your never happy go lucky you may never understand the necessity of seriousness, or learn that there is a difference between being carefree, and being lackadaisical. vice versa. every experience especially the negative ones show and teach us things either about ourselves, what we need to keep doing, or change, to be where we want to be. deeper than that, sometimes your learning things, seeing things that you arent meant to understand now. they go in your rolodex/subconscious and pop out to save your life/tip you off to something when you least expect it.
dont let anxiety, over analysis, or anything rob you of your life, but trust your brain, trust body and trust your heart to be true mirrors for you. know that they are showing you and telling you things about your reality & that nothing shown is ever wasted. trust in ur journey bb. 🌟
feel free to dm me if u wanna chat. big love to u <33
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arthurswine · 1 year
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greetings and salutations, hope I don’t bother you too much by sending in such a random ask especially sense it would be your first matchup.(feel free to send one on my blog in return!). may I please have a romantic matchup for purple?
I’m 19, I use they/them pronouns and I’m pansexual. my myers briggs type is INFJ and my star sign is taurus.
Im about 4’11..not to happy about it. I’m kind of introverted, and can be considered not a people person. I find life a little nihilistic. I’m into dressing in all black and taking a liking to gruesome and morbid things like slashers, analog horror, witchcraft, true crime, necromancy, anatomy, etc. I typically consider myself a "gorehound" ig. I also like to visit abandoned places just for fun, along with playing quite a few escape rooms. I just have a genuine comfort in the uncomfortable.
I’ve come to the conclusion I just scare people off. In reality, I’m intimidated by everyone around me and find it hard to start taking, which may or may not come off as rude to people.
when I become comfortable with someone I start to become really sarcastic and joke around with them with witty banter. most of my humor comes off really insulting, and I’m brutally honest, but I’ll apologize and say it’s a joke or I didn’t mean it if it becomes a problem. even though I do have a hard time understanding physical social cues.
lots of people don’t like me or stay away from me because of my rude behavior. I’m not good with overly sensitive or overly annoying people at all because of that, and I can’t stand kids. Idiocy can get on my nerves too sometimes. I’m a huge animal person though. I have my moments where I can get really feisty, or very quiet and closed off. I’ve been told I’m also a laidback person. I’ve also been told I never know when to quit, and I find I hold grudges for certain things.
I’m the type of person that has lots of opinions on things but I keep them to myself and bottle them up. If pushed far enough I’ll become unforgiving, and aggressive. especially with the types mentioned above.
I find the most comfort in just being in my room drawing, listening to music ( pierce the veil, deftones, system of a down, slipknot, rob zombie,,, sometimes radiohead, insane clown posse, jazmin bean or mother mother, etc. ), or even occasionally playing video games, reading, writing, or talking about a random conspiracy theory I have. I do theater/dancing in my spare time as a small hobby too, and I’m learning how to play electric guitar.
I’m a plushie maniac and when I fall asleep you can always see me cuddled up to one of them. I find it because I’m really touch starved. I also have this specific blanket I can literally not sleep without. Im also a caffeine addict, and I’m guilty of being very submissive and maybe even masochistic- and a bit of a pyromaniac. I dissociate or daydream a lot, so you can often catch me starring.
I suffer from a handful off mental and physical syndromes like autism, insomnia, asthma, depression and anxiety. These have all been diagnosed professionally, and I’m definitely not trying to make myself "quirky". unfortunately health problems run in my family.
I’m very fidgety, and often bite the inside of my cheek or bounce my leg rapidly. you don’t need to rocmantasize this stuff ofc, but I think it’s good to know so the person can tolerate me.
you do get to this, thanks for your time. <3
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MATCHUP: Moths Purpura !!
(It's canon that they are nonbinary)
I instantly thought about them because I honestly think that Moths's type of partner would be someone that at least is close to their personality, + here few of my headcanon about them:
they listen mostly to hard-core metal and generally rock
it isn't hard for them to get jealous
they have moments where they need physical touch and actually need to touch their "sweet other" but sometimes they get so overwhelmed to the point that they would rather just be in the same room with the said s/o but without talking or anything just being in the same room even doing different things (plus: putting some metal music in the background 🫶)
I think that they would ADORE if their partner know even a little how to draw (they want to learn how to do it because they suck at it), that's why, when I saw that one of your comfort hobbies is drawing I was even more sure on a matchup with Moths (plus I headcanon that with a partner that knows how to draw they would slowly learn to the point that when they feel comfortable enough with their skills they'll start drawing their partner and sometimes insert themselves WAY too much
I just generally think that with the fact that they are a sort of "feral protective and affectionate (in their ways-) cat" you two would match perfectly, they just need someone to take care of and sometimes to feel taken care of <3
You can read this IF you want, but I wanted to say that for the very first time, I found someone HEAVILY similar to me (at least by how you described yourself) except for being sort of feral/angry sometimes we are actually very similar, I find comfort in the same music you just "listed" (and other genres), I'm touch starved like I SEEK for physical touch, I'm an INFJ too, I LOVE gore-ish/uncanny things, I find it fiscally draining talking to people most of the time and I do too hate those people that are overly annoying, I bottle up actually most of myself (opinions, feelings, tastes in general ecc), I do dissociate sometimes when it gets overwhelming but I usually need to listen to music at least 2 hours per day (I'm a maladaptive daydreamer), I have some hard-core problems with sleep and I'm slowly recovering from my depression, plus I honestly think I have autism but maybe I was sort of setted on masking since I was little and only now I'm realizing it? idk about it (plus I'm very fidgety too. Usually, I hump my legs and "play" with my rings and necklaces. Sometimes, I bite the inside of my cheek, or I "rotate/play with" my pens. I just generally consider myself as "weird but sort of approachable, depends"
Just to make it clear, you didn't bothered me in any way. Actually, I'm really happy that my first matchup wast for Purple! Anyway, I wish this was of your liking and I wish you a very pleasant day *virtual hugs*🫂
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sirensplayhouse · 1 year
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this anon here….starting tomorrow after i finish some exams i’ll start consciously manifesting before my birthday.
my affirmations:
•i manifest less than a day
•everyone showers me with love
•i always wake up with my desired life
•my life is perfect
•reality works in my favor
what i’ll do:
morning/afternoon
• affirm 5-10 minutes throughout the day when i feel like, but make sure i saturate my mind enough (dont wanna force myself)/ affirm randomly ofc cause we’re always doing it
• listen to subliminals (sc, desired life) while doing virtual learning
• im a visual person, so ill visualize and live in my imagination whenever i want to
• meditate and affirm
night:
• play my affirmation tape
• drift off to sleep with a scene from my desired reality playing
okay so to clarify everything i have doubts on
• i must have thoughts i would have if my desired life was already mine
• to change states, i just have my desired thoughts?
• i dont have to ignore my shitty circumstances, just KNOW they will change cause im in control
• when i catch a mean thought, i affirm over it
questions
• lets say my mom said something abusive towards me, i affirm “everyone loves me” as if nothing happened, would my subconscious know? since i deep down i know what just happened (this may be confusing)
• how do i release fear? in october i tried manifesting my desires and i affirmed for a month my rules before i actually started, but i didnt see much, so im kinda scared it wont work this time
• i have lots of stuff i want to change about my life its more than a 3600° i want its like a 900°. this means i have little details & revisions in my desired life folder in notes and i may forget them so what if i go against them? i.e i want freckles, but i forget i want them cause there’s so much stuff so i go in the mirror like “i wish i had freckles” but i still affirm “i always wake up in my desired life” will i still get them?
• i seen that it might take daysss for someone to manifest cause of underlying trauma, and trust, i have so much i could share it with everyone who deserves it. my birthday is in 27 days and and i want it quickly. would it be possible to manifest fast because i have so much bad assumptions??
• one important thing: my whole desired life takes place back in may (going back in time because i didnt get to have a summer because my mom). would i have to act like everyday is may???
this is so long i know sorry, but i hope you cna answer some of these questions and make sure i got everything down right. (might come back with more). hoping i manifest everything before december !! tysm siren💗
first off that’s a good routine you got there love🫶🏾the answer to the second half yeppers and yes you can affirm over it , boom, you absolutely don’t have to specify at all you’ll still get them just by affirming “I have my desired life” since your desired appearance is apart of your desired life, uhhhhhh who said it takes days to manifest under hard circumstances and trauma ? because that’s absolutely incorrect you can manifest as quickly as you want to ,you can or you can just simply affirm “I am now in the month of may” or however you wanna phrase it .
and if you need anymore answers feel free to message me😌
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a-little-birdie · 2 years
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(Sorta Random) Hunter headcannons.
Cuz this boi is my best boi.
(And Gus too! And a few others! The list goes on a bit.)
Also, these headcannons might not be 100% in character, because A) they’re headcannons and B) im not the one who wrote the characters in the show, im just taking what i saw and running with it. You’ll never catch me! >:3c
Tws: talk of toxic behaviour, child abuse, trauma, emotional abuse, abandonment issues, conditional love and kindness, unhealthy relationships, trust issues, this is hunter were talking about i mean really.
Okay, so, I’ll bet you 5,000 snails hunter wasn’t taught how to deal with his emotions
Or anything relationship wise
Or what a healthy relationship is or anything to do with toxic behaviour because if he knew any red flags and stuff he’d rebel against Belos faster. Information is key in his situation really.
So he doesn’t realize anything he’s doing might be toxic, leading to him having difficulty making friends or keeping them. It really isn’t his fault, but that doesn’t mean he cant do anything about it. So he learns! Once he’s out of the coven of course….
It also means he wouldn’t understand if someone was being toxic to him. And I don’t mean someone shouting “hey punk! Give me your lunch or I’ll hurt you!” Or something like that, he’s sheltered, not daft.
He wouldnt let someone push him around but if someone were to insinuate their friendship isn’t unconditional or were to say “you cant be friends with them.” He’d question it but if they just said “theyre a bad person and theyre mean.” He’d probably listen.
When he gets out of the emperors coven and goes to the human realm I think he’d start to explore himself further. He’s in a much safer place where everything and everyone doesn’t want to kill him, he doesn’t have to keep his guard up as much anymore. But even if he realizes it, it would take him a while to actually get comfortable but when that happens he’d start looking around for hobbies.
Because I think he likes to keep his hands busy he’d probably like knitting, crochet, sewing and perhaps even drawing! Luz’s mother would 100% give him resources as long as he asked. I think she’s just sorta the type to leave you be until you asked or really needed help and stuff
Hunter would get into history and books, I feel like he wouldn’t like fantasy that much because of how different humanities view on the magical and mythical is from his reality. He might get intrigued by a few things though.
So in the coven I feel his emotions were pretty stunted, same with his person but a few things I can get from him is he is very loyal and fiercely protective. It takes quite a bit to get him to leave someone. Speaking of leaving.
This boy has ✨abandonment issues✨ (don’t we all tho? I mean like, you’re here, aren’t you??)
And everything he’s been given is conditional. He even said himself that chances have to be earned. The fear he showed in eclipse lake? Just how irrational he became out of fear of failure? He doesn’t get love for free, he doesn’t get kindness for free, everything is a ploy to gain your favour, everything has an ulterior motive. Just because he isn’t with Belos anymore does not mean any of his trauma magically disappeared.
Because a lot of people are willing to backstab you in the coven (I bet it’s a very “dog eat dog” kind of environment) hunter would have trust issues as well. He’s scared of people leaving him but he’s scared of letting people close.
It’s a steep learning curve for him but eventually he starts to trust others more often and stop being so scared of them leaving.
Another thing I gathered about his personality is that he is very protective, he’s willing to put his life on the life for those he cares about.
Another thing is he can be very patient. When the time calls for it.
He’s also very dedicated and is self-disciplined. If he saw a pile of dirty dishes or his room was messy he’d go “I should clean that.” And then he would. He is god tier in being self disciplined.
I believe he can not cook to save his life. Absolutely the worst. It will be burnt and he’d put it in the freezer to try and make it not burnt. He’d try his best and it just wouldn’t work. I’ll bet he does however have a green thumb.
Feels guilty for all the wrong he’s done as the golden guard and everything the golden guard represents so he’d try to make up for it.
He just wants to be a good person and do good things. He wants to make people happy and he wants others to be proud of him. He craves validation and love but he needs to learn how to give it to himself first.
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pesterloglog · 5 months
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Rose Lalonde, Dave Strider
Act 5, page 3036-3044
-- tentacleTherapist [TT] began pestering turntechGodhead [TG] --
TT: Hi there.
TG: nak nak nak
TT: Don't mind me.
TT: I'm just waiting for that guy on the pile of sharp objects to wake up.
TG: THE GLASSES ARE TALKING AGAIN
TG: naknaknaknaknaknaknaknaknaknaknaknaknaknak
TT: If you don't stop nakking, I will turn you into a thorn bush.
TG: :V
TG: :(
TG: hey
TG: what just happened
TT: You fell asleep.
TT: Orange Bird Dave killed some monsters and flew away.
TT: Jade fired a bullet at an imp and vanished.
TT: And you woke up.
TG: oh yeah
TG: so shes here then
TT: Yes.
TG: is she ok what was going on there
TT: Yes, she's fine.
TG: i guess i should catch up with her
TT: You already are.
TG: i am
TT: Future you is.
TG: oh ok time travels involved
TG: thats all you needed to say everythings cool and under control then
TT: How was the nap?
TG: weird
TG: and kind of boring
TG: i was in your dream room for a while spying on you
TG: being all creepy and dream duplicitous and shit
TT: It's ok.
TT: I was being similarly wake duplicitous.
TG: whats with your book collection
TG: or
TG: dream book collection
TG: all your books are bizarre and terrible
TT: No, my books are great.
TT: I can recommend some good titles for the next time you're asleep.
TG: nah
TG: but yeah i understand defending your collection i guess if you were in my dream room and talking shit about my awesome dream portraits of dream stiller and dream snoop or whatever wed have to have a fucking talk
TT: Did you do anything on the moon besides rifle through my belongings?
TT: Such as remove your shades and turn your gaze Ringward, by any chance?
TG: oh
TG: yeah
TG: i did
TT: What did you see?
TG: horrible things
TT: Horribleterrible?
TG: yeah
TG: it was like
TG: peering through the dark portal of an eldritch red lobster
TG: and scoping out its all you can eat seafood buffet
TG: and
TG: when i saw them
TG: their voices became clearer
TT: What were they saying?
TG: i couldnt really focus on anything specific
TG: but
TG: in totality
TG: im pretty sure it was
TG: like
TT: ?
TG: a plea for help
TT: That's good.
TG: no it was disturbing
TG: so i slapped my shades back on
TG: went and perved up some sleeping girls room to take my mind of it
TT: It means they're reaching out to you.
TG: oh god why would i want that
TG: im not about to get molested by calamari with fucking teeth
TG: use your powers and like
TG: stroke a mummys paw or some horseshit and open a dark channel
TG: tell them to keep their lecherous flagella to themselves
TT: You're going to have to help them.
TT: Even if you don't like them.
TT: They're being massacred.
TT: Presently, already, and still to come.
TG: whats that mean
TT: It means time doesn't work rationally out there.
TT: Nor does space.
TT: But that doesn't change the reality of the threat.
TG: who cares if theyre getting killed
TG: theyre hideous and obnoxious
TT: You're underestimating the nature of the threat.
TT: At this point, the threat isn't to our session, or any given universe.
TT: It's to the perpetuation of reality itself.
TT: You wouldn't be saving them, per se.
TT: You'd be saving everything.
TG: oh ok cool
TT: They've revealed some of their secrets to me already, and given me a few errands to run.
TT: This is why you might have observed some unusual behavior from me.
TG: oh shit youre kidding
TG: no really are you serious i didnt even notice
TG: fuck mind = blown
TT: Once these convulsions of explosive laughter subside and finish rocking my very foundation,
TT: I might point out that you haven't really been as astute as you're implying.
TT: You've deliberately fogged your vision your entire life with ironic eyewear while awake, and while asleep, though perfectly alert, you've chosen to ignore your surroundings.
TT: But now that you've seen them, you have a choice to make.
TG: ok
TT: They will only tell me so much.
TT: They would like an audience with the prince of the moon as well.
TT: We are like the emissaries to what lies beyond this small bubble in their unfathomable dark foam.
TT: Derse skirts its edge, and during the lunar eclipse, we graze it, and that's when their intent for us becomes clear.
TT: I'm doing my part, but they have a mission for you as well.
TG: what am i supposed to do
TT: Listen to them.
TT: My understanding is,
TT: They will teach you how to navigate the unnavigable.
TT: The result should be a map.
TG: like
TG: a treasure map
TT: No.
TT: Something a little more astronomical.
TT: Like a star chart with no stars.
TT: Hence the challenge.
TG: why
TT: To plot a course through the Furthest Ring.
TG: plot a course to what
TT: The power source of the first guardians.
TG: oh right the green sun ok
TG: wait sorry
TG: i mean the Green Sun my bad
TT: Yes, that's much better.
TG: whats the deal with this thing
TG: i mean aside from giving jades dog his devil powers
TG: and by extension i guess jack
TT: What's the deal with it?
TG: yeah
TT: I don't know that there is a deal with it.
TT: Beyond the deal you just described.
TT: It is what it sounds like.
TT: A huge sun out in the literal middle of nowhere, and it is bright green.
TT: It is simply,
TT: The Green Sun.
TG: how big
TG: i need a sense of scale here
TG: is it like the size of our sun
TG: or bigger
TG: or is it only as big as like
TG: planet fucking jupiter
TT: It is nearly twice the mass of our universe.
TG: ok thats pretty fucking big
TG: see how important that contextualization was now i know how fucking impressed i should be
TG: i mean hopy shit thats huge
TT: Happy I could help.
TG: so ok i make a map to this thing
TG: with the help of a million rambunctious gross tentacle mutants
TG: and then i guess we go there for some reason
TT: Yes.
TG: why do we need a map
TG: cant they just
TG: tell us what direction its in
TG: point a spaceship that way
TG: blast off to adventure
TT: No.
TT: The geometry of the Furthest Ring is too complex.
TT: Remember, its spacetime is labyrinthine.
TT: In fact, it's not really accurate to call it spacetime at all.
TT: Since it is outside the domain of any created universe, where those properties have become instantiated and stabilized.
TG: i can kind of get that time is messed up there
TG: with like loops and causality paradoxes and shit like that
TG: being the knight of time here
TG: not really sure why navigating the space would be a problem though
TG: space isnt my thing remember
TG: what is it like
TG: full of wormholes or something
TT: It depends.
TT: The greater the distance you travel through it, the less reliably time flows.
TT: And the more time you spend in it, the less reliably space behaves.
TT: Time and space aren't as different as you might think.
TG: i thought you werent supposed to know shit about either
TG: seeing as youre the seer whatever that means
TT: I think it means I'm supposed to know shit about the big picture.
TT: Which includes tidbits like that.
TT: But the insides of my shoes stay free from the grit of the minutia.
TG: fair enough
TG: so i take my map and fly to this thing
TT: No, I do.
TG: ok you fly to it
TG: then what
TT: That depends on if John is successful.
TG: you mean with the quest youre sending him on
TT: Yes.
TG: is there anything you do thats not sending dudes on quests
TT: Nothing whatsoever.
TG: so hes got to get the cancer out of skaia right
TT: Yes, The Tumor.
TG: yeah
TG: so whats The Tumor do
TG: i mean the tumor
TG: jesus can we stop with the fancy colored text bullshit
TT: I guess so.
TT: I thought it was more fun that way.
TG: well ok you can keep doing it then
TT: Thanks.
TT: The Tumor is quite a large growth at the center of the battlefield.
TT: He won't be able to remove it without fully realizing his abilities.
TG: ok cool what is it
TT: Can you promise you won't tell him?
TT: It would probably make him more nervous than he needs to be if he knew.
TG: ok i wont say anything
TG: just tell me
TT: It's a bomb.
TT: It is set to detonate precisely when the reckoning ends.
TT: This is how long we have to put this plan into motion.
TG: what the hell is a bomb doing in there
TT: It could be a feature of any session not meant to bear fruit.
TT: A means to wipe out a null session rather than leaving it lingering in paradox space for eternity.
TT: Or it could be a mutation specific to our session.
TT: I really don't know.
TG: first time for everything i guess
TG: seriously whered you get all this info
TG: did you get it all from the gods
TG: are these just a bunch of orders youre following
TT: Not exactly.
TT: They've urged me in certain directions and guided my exploration.
TT: I've obtained some answers from them, but ultimately, this idea is mine.
TT: Plus, I have other sources.
TT: One in particular has been quite illuminating.
TG: what
TT: I've been referring to him as an informant, when people ask.
TT: Which isn't often.
TG: what you mean a troll
TT: No.
TT: It's a man who exists in another universe.
TT: He wants to die.
TG: sounds like a really credible dude sign me up for trusting everything he says
TT: Only as credible as the omniscient tend to be.
TG: oh so he knows everything
TT: Yeah, I think that's what omniscient means.
TT: But maybe I'll ask him about that, since he's the omniscient one.
TG: even if he is omniscient which he probably isnt what if hes just lying
TT: He says he doesn't lie.
TT: For some reason, I believe him about that.
TT: He's a convincing fellow.
TG: whys he want to die
TT: He no longer has a purpose now that he's done everything required to summon his master.
TT: As a first guardian, he's completely indestructible.
TT: Well, almost completely.
TG: wait
TG: what
TT: His power is derived from the same source as Earth's guardian.
TT: And conveniently, that of our nemesis as well.
TG: ok i get it now
TT: When John delivers the tumor,
TT: And I do mean The Tumor,
TT: I and I alone will navigate the Furthest Ring.
TT: And I will destroy the sun.
TT: By which I do mean the GREEN MOTHER FUCKING SUN.
TT: And in case it wasn't clear,
TT: I won't be coming back.
TG: whoa fuck
TG: a suicide mission are you serious
TG: no bullshit thats not happening
TG: hey look suddenly everything we just talked about was useless because its time to make a plan that doesnt fucking suck
TT: Let's not be so dramatic.
TT: I was talking about my dream self.
TT: She's the one who won't be returning.
TG: oh
TG: haha yeah thats fine i guess
TG: those fuckers are all kinds of mad expendable
TG: way to leave me hanging there
TG: for someone whos saying lets cool it on the drama the whole i wont be coming back thing is a pretty theatrical bombshell
TG: for future reference
TT: That's true.
TT: Your outburst was pretty sweet though.
TG: yeah i know
TG: so when do i do my thing
TG: make this map
TG: which i guess is just like
TG: a solid black piece of paper
TG: this is going to be fucking stupid isnt it
TT: If there's one thing you have more than any of us, it's time.
TT: So, whenever you like.
TT: As long as conventionally speaking, it's quite soon.
TG: alright
TG: so
TG: dog it as long as possible
TG: then travel back to about now and go to sleep
TT: Sure.
TT: And if you have trouble going to sleep, maybe you can ask your patron troll to trick the telepathic one into putting you to sleep again.
TG: what
TT: Each of us seems to have a troll infatuated with helping us. Haven't you noticed?
TG: no
TT: What about the psychopath who's currently helping you?
TG: oh yeah terezi
TG: no shes cool
TT: Isn't that camaraderie blossoming into some sort of interspecies whatever?
TG: its blossoming into an interspecies partnership in incredibly shitty cartooning
TG: what do you mean get her to trick someone into putting me asleep again
TG: when did that happen
TT: Just now.
TG: who did that
TT: That would be John's patron troll.
TG: god
TG: fuckin trolls
TG: too many of them who can even keep track of this shit
TG: which ones yours
TG: is it the absurd juggalo one that would be hilarious
TT: There's a juggalo one?
TG: yeah see what i mean
TT: She's contacting me now actually.
TG: oh ok
TG: well im suddenly not interested so go talk to your fairy god troll
TG: ill be over here paving the way for your elaborate dream suicide
TG: when i feel like getting around to it i mean
TT: Thanks.
TG: later
-- turntechGodhead [TG] ceased pestering tentacleTherapist [TT] --
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