#thinking about dabbling in it a bit

[pianokantzart]

Man... you really need moisturizer AND primer????

#Nobody in my family uses makeup don't make fun of me I don't know this stuff #thinking about dabbling in it a bit #... maybe just a little bit of base + powder for special occasions because this sh*t expensive -.- even going with cheap Walmart brands

[strawberry-crocodile]

Multiple things can be true at once. Transmisogyny can be a vital term for some of us to communicate the intersection of transphobia and misogyny that we face. But others may experience it more complicatedly or severely, as in the case of transmisogynoir. And for others (e.g., certain nonbinary people, trans male/masculine-spectrum people), misogyny may intersect with transphobia in different ways that aren’t adequately articulated by transmisogyny. This doesn’t necessarily make transmisogyny “wrong”; it may simply mean that we need additional language.

- Julia Serano

I want to be clear, I don't intend to send this as a "gotcha". I'm just curious about how you feel about this quote as someone who is passionate about discussing transmisogyny (as you should be)

it more or less lines up with what i talk about- that Transmisogyny is an important term that is separate from intersexism and how transmasculine people experience transphobia.

as for "additional language", to talk about my thoughts on Transmisandry;

As a teenager (this is something I'm genuinely ashamed of, to be clear) I spent a few years immersed in anti-sjw MRA spaces. I was sucked in by my own unhappiness with manhood (which in hindsight probably had... other causes) as well as a conservative desire for my gut reactions (we don't need more feminism or anti-racism, everything is fine!) to be right, and what privilege i had to be unchallenged.

Part of what brought me into those spaces was that I was choosing to focus on Men's Issues- to single them out, to try and compare them to feminism and "legitimize" Men's Rights as something that needs space, needs a voice, needs focus.

And now, many of the people who use the word Transmisandry and try to talk about Transphobia Against Trans Men without a proper feminist framework get sucked into harmful, conservative ideology, frame women within their community as equally capable of oppressing men- if not moreso- and absolve themselves of the responsibility to question their own biases, prejudices, and privilege.

Transmasculine people experience transphobia- there's no doubt in my mind there- and misogyny can often play a part, because that is the language of a gendered underclass. However, within the queer and trans community, there are biases and trends that benefit trans men over trans women. This is literally what intersectionalism means. This is a big reason why we need to be able to talk about transmisogyny in the specific; and because the reverse is not true, transmisandry lacks that ground.

All this is to say, I don't really care about the semantics of whether or not Trans Misandry is an intersection of misandry and transphobia; rather, that transmisandry just isn't a structural issue within the community that particularly needs to be identified and discussed separate from transphobia in general. Anyone who chooses to single out and focus on it- anyone who isn't content with "transphobia (as it manifests) against transmascs"- is very likely to be falling for the aforementioned MRA pitfalls, and if not, will be in the company of such people soon enough.

#dalucaray #tme ppl #THIS TURNED OUT LONG #and a bit personal #i do not like talking about my past dabbling in the anti-sjw spaces #THANKFULLY i spent my time circlejerking on reddit rather than directly harassing people #but it's still a deeply embarassing and upsetting thing for me to think about

[deputy-morgan-malone]

OC Aesthetics for the Entities (Magnus Archives)

I'm not sure how much new Spooky Month content I'll be doing this year, I'm pretty tapped out at the moment, but I have had this for a while (created by @sagamemes) and it's pretty spooky, so I figured I'd do it for the start of the spooky season \o/

Tagging @inafieldofdaisies, @turbo-virgins, @socially-awkward-skeleton, @direwombat, @adelaidedrubman, @florbelles, @cassietrn, @unholymilf, @strafethesesinners, @paganminiskirt, @henbased, @deputyash, @roofgeese, @fourlittleseedlings, @josephslittledeputy, @jillvalentinesday, @corvosattano and @voidika to do it too - ONLY if you want to <3

aesthetics for the entities.      bold what applies to your muse, italics what applies situationally or only in certain verses. rest of the fears here.  this is based on a horror podcast;  potentially triggering and / or upsetting content ahead!

Deputy Morgan Malone (FC5 OC)

i.  THE BURIED.          weighted blankets.   drowning.   the comfort of a loved one’s weight. soil & sand piling on top of you. hugging so hard it hurts a little. cramped hiding spots.   letting out air underwater to sink to the bottom of the pool.   walls pressing in on you. not moving from a position even though you’re cramping a little.   dragging the last second before you have to inhale.   lonely subways.   feeling like one with the earth.   a layer of dirt on you.   looking for something below.  cardboard boxes & tiny pillow forts.   hands calloused from digging.  knowing that your purpose is just below the surface. entering your final resting place before it kills you.   a storm drowning you out.  dust & sand speaking to you.

ii.  THE CORRUPTION.          insects.  a close imitation of the natural course of life. an illness in a community. a rag that dirties more than it cleans.   an untreated wound.  containment.   breaching containment.   unbreathable air.   fungi.   one with that you love.   one with what loves you.   a corpse unfit for a glass case.  hearing a song in the sound of tiny wings & legs.  honeycomb patterns.   an ecosystem within a person.  a curse passed on.  the hubris of a scientist.  an ugly death where a glorious one is owed. blood on a handkerchief.  parasites.  something pushing up the sewer.  a mask to keep something out.   trypophobia.  knowing you belong.  death weeks after impact.  fever. food that’s gone off.   pandora’s box.   death behind a glass.

iii.  THE DARK. shadows. lights that turn off by themselves.   the feel of cold marble.   a beaked creature in the night. the difference between seeing darkness & seeing nothing. touch of something you can’t see.  hiding under a blanket.  white,  clouded eyes. months without going outside during sunlight. pouring dark. unscrewing lightbulbs. black matter. light sensitivity. a starless night.  time before light was created.   a shadow on the wall without a body to attach to.  withering plants.  a world without a sun.  footfalls in an empty house in the night.  a light that doesn’t reach as far as it should.  desperate reach for a flashlight.  clothes that hide your shape.   staying unperceivable.   winter months in the north.   an empty church.

iv.  THE DESOLATION. senseless pain.  warmth of faith. wax where skin should be.   a blazing fire.   heat without a source.   the third or fourth tragedy in the family. losing everything you’ve ever held dear. so much to live for,  gone so soon.  the smell of gasoline.   touch that scars. coffee cup that never goes cold. scorch marks on wood.  inescapably warm air.  a child born in fire.  death of a loved one.  a candle without a flame.  an altar in the middle of the woods.  animals with burnt fur.   plastic explosives. burning hot metal.  sweating in an interrogation room.  never touching a loved one. disfigurement. kiss that ruins you.  the scent of burning fat. a tattoo that terrifies its viewer.  the agony of hellfire displayed as art.  auburn hair.  little clothing in cold weather.  a ripple in the air.  trying to cool down in vain.

v.  THE FLESH. body horror.   factories.   a hunger for something more filling. never quite happy with how you look. the terror of an animal waiting for slaughter. a very good meal. the liquid of a perfect steak. fighting your worst survival instincts. a twisted bone.   long nights working out.   more than one heart.   appearance that shapes like clay.   a bag of bones.   bone broth in a pot.   knowing to fear pigs.   the butcher’s shop.   plastic surgery.  something alien inside your body. a hunger in the gaze laid upon you. unwitting cannibalism. forgetting what you used to look like. being admired for your appearance & appearance only.  teeth marks on skin. scars from wounds that should’ve killed you.   cooking in scarcity. fenced in with one way to go.

vi.  THE END.          the last page of a book.  nightmares that don’t feel like nightmares.   a skeletal hand.   the grip of the grim reaper around your throat.   existential pain.   ivory dice.  flatlining in a hospital.  gambling with death.  as old as the universe.  soul & spirit tied to an object.  a dream where you die. closing your eyes for the last time. the pleas of a dying one.  knowing the fate of someone you know & being unable to prevent it.   a thousand cords tugging you towards your end.  skin that’s freezing to the touch.   an act of desperation. someone’s life for yours. an eternity spent alive. the cost of your selfishness.  watching your own burial.   causing your own burial.  the smell of death.  numbness to fear.  words from someone gone. meaninglessness of the actions or lives of single people in the universe.  multiple near-death experiences you refuse to die from.

vii.  THE EYE.          googling something you shouldn’t have. eureka moments.  the unforgiving lens of a camera.   witness reports.   hidden libraries.   eyes of different colors.   feeling of being watched.  a death recorded in tape.   a tragedy you can’t look away from.   endangering yourself for knowledge.   truth.   analog records.   a symbol of an eye.   a watch tower.   compulsion to document.   turning on recording devices without thinking about it.   saving the evidence before the person. extracting information.   truth or dare,  without the dare.  a thirst for knowledge. books that speak to you.   coordinated shelves.   cataloguing systems.   voyeurism.   police report you can’t put down.  reasoning your way out.  smell of old papers.  books that read you back.

viii.  THE HUNT.          sharp canines.   sore calves after a run.   the scent of blood.   an adventure for the journey’s sake.   the adrenaline right before the kill.   a whistle’s echo.   the woods.   the doe eyes of a prey animal.  your own breath in the air.  sharpened claws.   being tracked.   fear of someone knowing your every movement.   hunting down monsters.   hide & seek.   running away only to end up where you started.   staying alive purely because the enemy enjoys seeing you run.   a set of footsteps behind you.   blood dripping from bare hands.   barks & growls.   focused eyes.   a victim going limp under your hands.   a mouth full of fresh blood.   catching the scent of something monstrous.   perfecting your craft.   peering into the dark & running after it.

ix.  THE LONELY.          an apartment too small for a double bed.   completely vacant streets.   waking up to see everyone gone.  fog.  point nemo.  a house too big to hear your family members in.  alone in a faceless crowd.  a mask with nothing behind it.  separated cubicles.  a deafening silence where joy should be.  a blinding spotlight.  the least missed in your friend group.  streets without lights in the windows.  isolation.  not truly knowing your friends.   your friends not truly knowing you.  need for silence.  fear of crowds.  staring into space knowing nothing is looking back at you.  a ship alone at sea.  depression.  knowing your friends are better off without you.  talking to someone only to realise they’re gone.  a family too large to notice you there.  safety in being alone.

x.  THE SLAUGHTER          a game of tag.   senseless violence.   a true crime hobby.   improvised weapons.   blinding rage.   intent to kill.   a horrific day in a quiet community.   a medal of bravery.  holding on to what validates your anger.   history books that spare no details.   an injury you want revenge for.   war.   counting kills.   songs of soldiers.   a knifeblock on the counter.   a pool of blood.   shellshock.   unspeakable horrors.   anger pushing you forward.   unimaginable pain.   not seeing who will hurt you but knowing the pain is coming.   a fully human monster.   an authority sending its lessers to their deaths.   kill or be killed.   unedited wartime memoirs.   a weapons collection.   not knowing the names of who you kill.   too many to remember.   loss of hope.   there’s no heroes in war.

xi.  THE SPIRAL          sleep deprivation.   corridors you can get lost in.   maze puzzles that loop back on themselves.   losing possessions.   losing people.   losing your sanity.   corkscew curls.   rows of funhouse mirrors.   optical illusions.   a separate reality.   walking through the wrong door.   delusions.   not knowing what your hands are doing.   blank spaces in documents.   hallucinations.   wrong proportions.   a nameless thing.   a place that has never existed.   doubting your own mind.   blind faith.   losing track of names,  labels,  categories.   distorted sound.   an imperfection in a glass that twists the view.   loss of time.   a garish colour.   doors that open to nowhere.   lies.   an unnatural laugh.   jokes & tricks.   illusions.   a doorway.   a sculptor with a wild imagination.   limbs in impossible angles.   doing what’s fun,  not what’s sensible.   fractals you can get lost in.

xii.  THE STRANGER          wax figures.   a close approximation of a human face.   a borrowed appearance.   a strange smell.   glass eyes.   furs & pelts.   a dance.   a song of a choir.   the uncanny valley.   stitching yourself together.   the colours of a circus.   a puppet with no strings.   mannequins.   glitter & sequin.   a stranger you’ve always known.   someone strange in the place of someone you knew.   stolen identities.   stolen skins.   a machine imitating humanity.   the anonymity of a service worker.   hiding in plain sight.   uncomfortable to look at.   a faked accent.   concealing.   forgetting who you are.   forgetting who others are.   a replacement no one notices.   images that look posed.   the only one seeing the false face of someone.

xiii.  THE VAST.          open spaces.   carnival rides going up & down.   fear of heights.   endless infinity around you.   your insignificance in an universe.   stomach turning at a drop.   fear of not the crash down but the moment you slip.   the sway of a cable car.   an adventure holiday.   losing track of where the surface is.   miles & miles of nothing around you.   staring at the sky & feeling like you may fall into it.   loss of control.   a fall that doesn’t end in death.   glass floor to the view below.   terminal velocity.   the sound of wind in your ears.   a reach over the railing.   a jump from the top of the building.   falling into nothing.   feeling your feet let go of the ground.   a leap of faith.   motion sickness.

xiv.  THE WEB.          undecipherable code.   a puppeteer holding the strings.   power over the weak—willed.    strings of fate.   manipulation.   an arranged accident.   a hundred minions doing your bidding.   cobwebs.   spiders.   a laid trap.   never voicing discomfort.   outwitting a cheater.   doing things without realising it.   red string across a corkboard.   finding something lost where you were sure you checked.   power over the unrealiability of chance.   watching others dance for you.   an entangled death.   a thousand tiny legs & fangs.   shady forum threads.   something important gone missing.   suspiciously disregarded case.   a missing witness.   connections.   the world wide web.   power of victimhood.   gullibility.   no control over your own decisions.   an invisible leash.   mass psychology.   a horror film in the making.   scapegoat.   never remembering to ask for a name.

+  THE EXTINCTION.          the end of an era.   apocalypse movies.   the alarms of warning systems.   a desolate landscape.   end of the world cults.   nihilism.   the last written history.   a changed world.   no survivours.   old prophecies.   a thousand predicted ends.   a new chapter.   an end with no escape.   catastrophes.   a calendar counting down.   breaking point.   overindulgence.

#i tried to do a mix of morgan's canon life and pre-canon life - and then a few of her more regular aus for the 'situational' occurences #she honestly got the most 'definitely''s for Slaughter but that's mostly because of what others do in the reaping tbh #and she got one more 'never' in Slaughter than she did in The Hunt #so I would say overall she got the Hunt #i didn't actually know that much about the magnus archives and all the entities before this so i didn't know all the options #but i'd say the Hunt suits her frankly #between her 'lust' for life and adrenaline junkie nature - she is a bit of a hunter at heart #couple that with a love of nature and predators and a bit of dabbling in actual hunting herself #and the general nature of what happens during the Reaping #the Hunt probably is the one that typifies her life the most #with some dabblings in the Slaughter (due to her experiences in the reaping) and the Vast #with honourable mentions I think to the Extinction (also due to the reaping) the Eye and the Web #aesthetic games #bold your aesthetic #tag your aesthetic #spooky month 2023 #horror #blood tw #gore imagery #the magnus archives #the entities #tag games

[possamble]

Question to a fanfic writer: do you think that, in Marcille’s research ways *And* her love for romance novels… would result in her writing some in-universe fanfics of her own? Like, maybe she hypes herself up on something and get disappointed, or maybe she finds some character decision isn’t as ideal as she thinks it could be? Or it’s as simple as she wants to play around with the characters and see what happens?

I can’t help but imagine a scenario where she’s struggling with some romantic trouble irl and she’s struggling with deciding on what to do, but then the answer slaps itself upside her head when she rediscovers her fanfics and how she LITERALLY made a character or two do the exact romantic decision she needs to do? It would so silly but yet I can’t help but find it so charming. Hell, just the imagery of her writing romance fanfics of her own At All is just… delightful to me hehehe.

you know I've been rotating this in my head since I saw it this morning and. I went through a wild journey of opinions before I realized... Marcille wouldn't think about fanfiction like we think about it. In the modern age, yeah, she'd be a complete tumblrina -- but we're talking about a 17th century-ish fantasy setting.

Writing before the digital age was a physical commitment to investing ink and paper into your thoughts -- and this is even before mass production can make pens and notebooks kind of whatever to buy and use on a regular basis. I'm sure the situation wasn't dire, but I really can't see Marcille, perfect honor student, using her allotted supply of stationery at the academy on super frivolous things.

Fanfiction has been normalized incredibly fast in the past few decades. Think about now normal and popular D&D is nowadays compared to how much people looked down on it 20-30 years ago. Fanfiction was a freakass nerd thing to do until relatively recent history, something that was even considered offensive to the original creators.

Remember, we've already seen Marcille react to adaptations with disgust. She's kind of a hater and an elitist fan. She also considers herself a Reputable Academic. In a setting where a digitized culture hasn't reframed fanfiction as an act of appreciation and creativity, she would absoluuuuuuuutely think that fanfiction was complete loser shit.

If she did write anything about her favourite books... She'd. She'd be one of those assholes who writes huge scathing reviews of Dal Clan translations into Common. She'd be the fantasy equivalent of those Weebs/Japanese elitists on twitter tearing through every single localization choice in anime and JRPGs and being so so annoying about it.

If we're being charitable, we could say she'd be able to appreciate non-faithful translation choices that still do a good job of carrying over the original spirit of what was said. But I think we also have to acknowledge the possibility that, at her worst, she'd really really be like those guys who were malding about the Unicorn Overlord localizations so hard the (correction: Final Fantasy Tactics Creator, not the Unicorn Overlord devs) had to step forward and ratio them. (The silver lining is that she'd never get published in the arts review newspapers/journals that she submits her essays to. those poor editors just have to deal with her being persistent.)

#asks #marcille donato #dungeon meshi #im so sorry anon your idea was very cute and i know i wasn't supposed to take this so seriously but #god. the revelation hit me and i just cried laughing #she's so horrendous. i love her so fucking much. #i really do think the only setting she'd be able to write fanfiction is in modern aus #bc then she can just delete stuff she doesn't like and lose nothing but the time it took to write it #the problem is that she has the kind of perfectionism that stops her from doing things unless she can do them competently the first time #(gifted child syndrome) #but writing fiction is a skill. one that she would have to hone from zero. while not necessarily having natural talent for it. #her reading standards would be so much higher than her writing ability and she'd haaaaate that #... that said #i can see her absentmindedly dabbling in short form poetry in the margins of her journal #i think that's small enough of a scale that she'd accidentally do it a lot without thinking about it too hard #until she was actually half-decent at it one day #like... starting some years into the post-canon. this is crucial. she needs to chill a bit before this could happen

[alex51324]

Bildad the Shuhite

Here's another thing I figured out today. You know the Bildad the Shuhite gag? The one where Crowley goes "Need any shoes?" and Michael is like, "Shuhite means from Shua, dumbass," and Crowley is like, "Duh, they wear shoes in Shua?"

Sure, yeah, you know the one.

And you also know the big main theme of the show, about shades of grey, and how Good and Evil aren't completely separate boxes that you can put people (and angels, and demons) in, and they're not even like a simple Venn diagram with two big circles and a little tiny bit of overlap; it's actually a huge & complicated one with like 37 circles that overlap and cut through each other in all kinds of weird ways, and probably some of the circles are actually doughnuts?

Sure, you know that, too.

What if I told you that the "shoemaker from Shua" joke is about that theme?

Michael, the archangel, knows what a Shuhite is: it's someone from Shua. That's what the label on the box labeled "Shuhite" means.

But Crowley--the demon, the Fallen, the asker of questions, the resident of Earth--knows that nobody ever stays in just one box. Of course there are Shuhites, from Shua, who make shoes--just like there are demons who, IDK, play the ukulele, or like flash cars, and angels who like, IDK, association football or sushi. (There's maybe even a demon, from Hell, or an angel, from Heaven, who makes shoes.)

Everybody's got more than one thing about them--and that's why, and how, there's also an angel who has just enough doubt, and a demon who has just enough love for the world, to team up and thwart the will of God give an old couple their children back.

And that's the secret Heaven doesn't know.

(Jemimah, who made this pot and is a daughter of Job, probably does, though.)

#good omens spoilers #good omens meta #go2 spoilers #good omens season 2 #were Neil and John actually thinking about this parallel when they wrote it? #I don't know and it doesn't matter #I've dabbled a bit in writing myself #and trust me it still counts even if you didn't know you were doing it

[drumlincountry]

There's this beautiful radiant white haired woman in my writers group & she's a retired art therapist who is now a full time carer of her mother & we've spoken a lot about the agonies of having very broken family members including young men u love (her son & nephews, my brother & cousins) becoming drawn towards neonazi ideologies when you can literally REMEMBER when they were gentle young boys who loved the world ....... & today I randomly ran into her and her son in a coffee shop and somehow I agreed to going with him to a "helping refugees learn English through casual conversation" event tomorrow. Help.

#Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa #Best case scenario he immediately finds more appropriate company and I don't need to spend much time with a guy #Who I only know 1 thing about and that thing is he has become a bit of an internet misogynist recently since he went thru a bad breakup #Worst case scenario my beautiful writing group friend thinks I could/should fix him thru the power of romance or friendship #Babe I can't even deradicalise my own brother . Ur on ur own.✌️ #OK best best case scenario I become his step mother actually #My beautiful kind soft haired artist wife .... my step son who is 2 years older than me #Anyway i'm going to have to dyke it up with badges and also bring Jamie #B/c I cannot deal with a heartbroken white man who is dabbling in the altright manic pixie dream girling me this week I just fucking can't #Me Fein #Nazis mention #Fascism mention

[nonuggetshere]

So they didn't become void, they were "born" that way

In FaaF there are different species and kinds of higher beings (still a MASSIVE work in progress tbh, trying to figure out how these cunts work, but for now I'm thinking they're extremely rare species with far greater abilities and lifespans than a normal bug's that have a chance to ascend to true godhood (but even if they don't ascend that doesn't stop mortals from worshipping them as they're already very god-like from a normal bug's perspective)), "pale beings" being one of these kinds/mutations.

Well, there was also a different kind once, "void beings", but they all went extinct a very long time ago by the beginning of the story. Shade Lord was one, and last, of them and it lost its life in a fight with Radiance - the same fight that drove her to make her permanent residence in the dream realm out of her new-found fear of death (which backfired spectacularly ngl). Its body was buried in the Abyss, where it broke apart and decayed, or decayed as much as a non-living thing can, before it was unearthed many ages later by the pale wyrm.

Not much is known about them since they've been gone for so long, and the vessels are the only void beings remaining, but since they're not "pure" void beings it'd be foolish of anyone to assume that the ancient extinct species behaved the same way as these ones do. But they were generally greatly feared thanks to the void's freaky, dangerous properties, which partly lead to their extinction as some of the other higher beings purposefully attacked and killed them whenever they stumbled across one out of fear. Now the only thing remaining of them are the rare void sources, where their former bodies still refuse to fully die.

Shade Lord does get accidentally resurrected in the story bc of all the tomfoolery happening with its body before almost immediately getting killed again by Ghost who inherits its title and reign. Don't ask me how that works, haven't figured that out yet. Magic god shit or something idk LMAO

#thylacines can talk #faaf au #I read somewhere once that if we close mammoths they wouldn't be true mammoths but more like a mammoth elephant hybrid? Idk how accurate #that is but that's essentially what the vessels are. A hybrid species that behaves and looks a lot like the extinct one yet the differences #are significial enough that they're technically not the same thing. And since nobody knows how void beings were like its anyone's guess #which of their traits originated from Shade Lord. You know they could have probably asked it if it didn't want to violently take over #and kill all other gods in rage filled revenge. And then tried to kill its so called children when they didn't want to participate in that. #PK 🤝 SL 🤝 WL parent of the year award #The vessels can't have even ONE good parent sorry #Well SL is less of a parent and more of a...DNA donor? Its kidneys got stolen and turned into babies #Currently in FaaF Norel and PK we're the only ones who studied void so a lot of its properties and origins are a huge mystery. And PK #slowly stopped after the vessel plan began. After Flower/Pure Vessel was taken into the palace the extent of his studies revolved around #them and their health. He only created new moulds when the old ones got destroyed. Guilt played a big part in his reasons for that. #Norel would know a bit more simply because PK's source sample was limited while Norel travelled across wasteland looking for void and #experimented with different sources. And he was considerably more...unethical about them. So he probably knows what void does to a mortal's #body while PK doesn't know much about that bc he was careful to not give any of his citizens and staff void poisoning after he realised it #was dangerous. Also thinking about Norel once having a mole in the White Palace which is how he found out about Floeer and the origins of #vessels. And maybe said mole broke into PK's workshop and wrote down some things before leaving Hallownest 👀 Bc it does feel a little #weird for Norel to know more than PK just like that. And he's a little snake who WOULD steal other people's work. #Like I mentioned previously Norel makes his own constructs which is something I wanted dabble in. Maybe he stole that idea from PK? His #ones are far worse and fewer than PK's but they serve their purpose and he's just starting dabbling in that. By the time he shows his ugly #mug again to terrorise Flower's kids and grandkid he'd probably be MUCH better at that 👀 #I love my fucked up little moth #My one true talent is getting wildly off topic whenever sh asks me about my as #Aus*

[chiropterx]

Adding to more horror thoughts concerning Man-Bat but despite his animalistic tendancies, he is absolutely intelligent enough to lay basic traps? Man-Bat can reasonably gauge threats and plan how to deal with them accordingly, focusing on the most dangerous threat first such as whether or not they're armed with a gun or why they may he pursuing him. He may leave objects of interest (or kidnap victims) in plain view situated away from where he's hiding, giving him the perfect vantage point in which to observe the situation or launch a counter attack from.

#🦇 || musings #🦇 || headcanons #Don't mind me I'm just dabbling in thoughts atm #Man-Bat is one of Batman's least intelligent opponents but in a way it's creepy af because of the 'it can think' trope #Man-Bat is also canny enough to learn who people are by the sound of their walk #Picking them up via echolocation #Even if he can't see you he can tell who you are simply by your gait or 'outline' #More JP velociraptor inspiration haha #But yeah underestimating him is never a good idea #On the plus side it's kind of funny because if you know how to deal with animals you can totally attract him by leaving out bananas #He'll be very interested in the free meal but will be wary if it's an obvious trap #He can and will be patient which is the scariest thing about this predator #Feeling a bit less run down today! #Still got work but am feeling happier and more willing to write these days <3 #Thanks for being patient with my dumb ass #Gonna attempt remaking Roman's blog this weekend if I can stay focused so apologies to recent mutuals whoops

[jtownraindancer]

So what's up with Burn playing all these spies then?

#this is more fever-fueled curiousity than anything #what are you hiding mr. frog man #even bloody blore started out undercover to spy on behalf of mr. owen #burn gorman #so like- #robert poley #edmund hewlett #what's his face from johnny english #harvey birch (my beloved ♡) #I'm only just here now but #nicholas was already trying to run a spy ring & knew about belladonna so 98% sure he's up to something #already mentioned blore #literally how much of torchwood stuff involved (badly) going under cover #the detective dabbled a bit but I'm sure there was way more in his line of work before canon #that inspector fellow from crimson peak too probably now that i think on it... 🤔 #anyway my temp is at 100.7 again so it's naptime #tambling over fir now #shut up ace #edit: literally forgot spues of warsaw how tf #he's always playing a spy or playing someone workin with spiez what is this #man i need a tag for burn now fuck #the burn collection

[didsomeonesayventus]

damn so how about the latest fe engage manga chapter (tw for talk of crucifixion under the cut not like. horrendously detailed at all but also hi most people may understandably not want to read about that w/ out a warning sjakghsdkgh)

I HATE TO SAY IT BUT LIKE. kinda giggling thinking about this you're telling me back when I was writing Black Tourmaline (which, for the uninformed, has Alear kidnapped by Fell Cult Leftovers a few years post canon that I finished like back in mid June you should check it out maybe) I could've included crucifixion as a means of torture* and it would've been confirmed a canon aspect of fell worship a matter of months later

damn i could've crucified al- (a comically large frying pan slams against my head, knocking me out instantly)

* tho also I will concede that, while swift intervention + lack of nailing (which I don't think there is any here *squinting*) means you could have a chance of survival, typically the goal of crucifixion is uh. execution. remember kids crucifixion is an obscenely nasty ass way to go and frankly im not surprised it would be involved in Fell worship given the kind of attitudes Sombron takes up of course he'd probably be chill with if not promote something that- if you're lucky -would still take hours of agony to kill you, if not days.

fuckhead sombron fuck you

#katie rambles #please don't mind me im just having a dark humor chuckle realizing i could've gone darker with black tourmaline #and have an official source BACK ME UP. ACTUALLY. #its also just kinda fascinating to think of the worldbuilding implications i shan't lie #me? have a morbid fascination with the ways people have invented fucked up ways to die? surprisingly yes #anyways chapter 6 of the engage manga SURE TOOK SOME LIBERTIES WITH THE PLOT HERE Y'ALL GOOD?? #ngl not sure how to feel about yunaka having this much of a spotlight i'll admit that's 90% me not. being that into her. #but im looking at the brief fell worship bits and thinking 'damn maybe i was too light handed with BT ig' #instead of like being reasonably horrified LMAFILHJKDGJ #ah. to be a writer who occasionally dabbles in dark content. #anyways just needed to get this off my chest because i really am just. having a little giggle. #'surprise katie you weren't as dark with your fell cult as you could've been i guess'

[merge-conflict]

the damn things overlap, ch4 - transfiguration

chapter summary: valentine does a little hardware hacking and is unhappily reminded of her own corporeal form

“Alright,” she said, when she’d finished. “Hold still. This is going to sting.”

She propped herself up on one knee to get better leverage, before she gave the command to eject his board. Goro flinched, and she patted his tense shoulder sympathetically. Hot swapping felt like getting kicked in the back of the head.

Still, she couldn’t help but take a moment to marvel at the sight of it as she tugged it free, feel a shiver of jealousy at the elegance of the red and black silkscreen, at the intimacy of holding the warm circuitry of an organ in her bare hand.

“Ready?” She braced against his shoulder. “Here we go.”

Her old deck slotted in perfectly, and with a little force, anchored itself in a satisfying click. She connected her jack from her right wrist into the exposed port at the back of his head. They were truly, completely entangled now, but until she could verify everything was working she was loathe to prematurely disconnect the rest of the mess, after the work it had taken to get them all in place.

But the deck booted successfully in the first try, and she felt a sudden burst of mortification as the custom banner she’d created scrolled past her view. Goro made a low noise.

“Higurashi,” he murmured. “The sound of summer. This is your symbol?”

“No, it’s uh–“ She bit her lip, tasted blood again. “It’s a joke. There are cicadas out east, that spend seventeen years underground before they finally emerge. Took me a while to get this thing working.”

Read more here: https://archiveofourown.org/works/41966397/chapters/106481283

#self promotion sunday #cyberpunk 2077 #cyberpunk 2077 fic #goro takemura #valentine #my fic #the damn things overlap #i've only dabbled a bit in hardware hacking so this chapter mostly inspired by mobile testing #but the bit about the alligator clips crowding in being such a huge pain in the ass to keep together is very real #lots of vulnerability as intimacy in this one :3 #seriously though have you ever held a warm pcb in your hand? #i know that goro wouldn't have a true deck by lore standards. but even so he's gotta have some general OS running #there's always a buttload of software in everything and you don't want to tear open each individual implant every time you want to update #so there's gonna be some main controller especially for all the basic file management and sensory shit and HUD etc. #that's going to be what they shut down when they cut you off from arasaka #anyway i tried not to get too in the weeds but i do think about it a lot

[avatardoggo]

coming to terms with the fact that loving the things i love without shame or remorse is something i wish ik as a teenager

#i felt like a loser for liking sm things since my siblings or close friends didn't really share the same interests and i think a little bit #of this comes from being a black nerd but thats another post for another day #but i felt like i couldn't share myself with them bc it wasn't was expected of me so i hid those parts of me even sometimes at school #bc those ppl at school were considered lame or uncool but sometimes i'd dabble in covos with them so i could have some form of release ig? #but i'd never let it go too far for my friends to notice bc i didn't want to be a Loser or Uncool so to an extent i'd pretend? like ya my #friends and siblings knew i loved reading but did they know i had a book blog about ships and fandom discourse? never and im so glad as a #young adult im learning to allow myself to love the things i love and *trying* to not care about what others care about too much #anyways #vk overshares in the tags

[fnafawoundleftbleedingau]

hm.. Depending on how much time, energy and motivation I have this week... maybe, I'll draw AWLB AU versions of Cassie, MXES, and, Roxy? Hm.

#insomniac hyena rambles #Roxy still isn't a big fave of mine but #over time I think I've begun to separate her from people I've known irl with some of her... lets say personality traits #tbh if I ever do re-write AWLB. She'd still have a minor role. but I think I'd change some of what happened with her #I've found myself actually theorizing and dabbling about with her at times. so while I'd still not rank her very highly in my personal fave #-fnaf characters. I can at least derive some interest and enjoyment from her more than I used to #As for MXES and Cassie. I'm still not sure I'd do a part 3 of AWLB #but if I did. there'd be quite a bit of focus on them!

[allisonreader]

I'm not tired enough to go to sleep yet, but I'm tired enough that I don't really feel like trying to do anything substantial. Like try to figure out the posts for the different brainstorming sessions. (At least I got most of the morning one ready.) I don't even feel like continuously rambling on tonight. So maybe this will be enough to let me sleep.

#I desperately want to write about how I feel a little bit like I'm crazy about how intense I made my brainstorming sessions #but I haven't quite found the right words for that #I think all my words are being used up for that that or murder related fan fiction of been dabbling in a little bit #though none of it will likely be seen

[a9saga]

hazuki (lynch) - omega 0.5, dracula // i found this guy's cover of rosier last week with hiroto from alice nine. turned on notifications for when this video went up, been obsessed with dracula since. no regrets.

#at first i was unsure about the opening interlude bc metalcore/screamo stuff isnt normally my thing #dracula begins at 1:12 when he picks up the guitar and gets in the coffin.. interesting choice there #i had considered posting an audio of just dracula but fuck it if im listening to the song bc the video dropped #i might as well just share the whole video. some people love the interlude #admittedly i get it after a couple listens although first looking at it i questioned it #this all sounds very modern. like it's very like the genres of music i listened to over 10 years ago #whose bands often consisted of predatory pieces of shit wow #but its hard to explain.... how the stuff had highs and lows and has become bigger than ever now #and leaked into genuinely mainstream artists' work #and it all sounds a little different ever since soundcloud rappers and occasionally pop artists started dabbling in the stuff #and post hardcore/pop punk artists dabbled more into the other side's shit too #i think some of them denied that urge in themselves for a long time tho. people were afraid of fusion at the time but things have changed #i am way on a tangent wow #not that this sounds poppy or like rap but it does sound very very modern to me #i've never listened to lynch before are they still together? #miya from mucc and aki from sid were on it too. i admittedly havent listened to mucc and know little about sid #if anyone has any song recs by any of them please let me know! i know a bit of sid from black butler #visual kei #hazuki #lynch #post hardcore #metalcore #emo #pop punk #j rock #song rec #shut up kaily #q'd 7/14/2023 #Youtube

[ochibrochi]

spontaneous magic manifestation was NOT mentioned in the parenting handbook 😬

I know this isn’t how magic in dc works, but the fact that Damian’s ancestry includes some pretty powerful magic users is… INTERESTING 🤔? Drabble under the cut!

I wanna preface that I'M NOT SAYIN' that Damian should/does have magic powers, but there’s still so much unexplored potential with Damian's character, and the thought that he has a dormant adeptness in magic is somewhat compelling to me. Most importantly it would FREAK! BRUCE! OUT!!!!! What is this, magic puberty 😭??

By DC laws, anyone has the ability to learn magic, but it is also possible to be an innate ability. The Al Ghuls are no strangers to the occult-- Ra's has had increasingly been portrayed as a magic user, and the recent establishment of his mother being a sorceress/witch?? Even Talia dabbled in a bit of magic, I think. There is a catch that their power is suggested to be due to Lazarus exposure, but for arguments sake let's say the Al Ghul lineage is inherently proficient in magic (and Lazarus exposure simply enhances it).

I can't recall "magic" being a part of Damian's training/upbringing (I'm still slowly catching-up on Damian comics so apologies if I miss any canon examples of magic use). Not sure why Talia wouldn't want her little "heir to an ancient assassin empire baby" to learn magic, but it would at least give reason to Damian not knowing about his magic potential, or lack of interest in it.

Through the power of pseudo storytelling, what if Damian's encounter with Mother Soul could have triggered a manifestation of magic that was once dormant; like a pressure cooker waiting to explode with energy when it hasn't been given a safe outlet.

I've yet to read a satisfying arc where Damian truly gets to contemplate his Al Ghul roots outside of "dad is good guy, mum is bad guy". Damian's initial character growth stems from him running away from, and renouncing his association with the League (i.e. "I'm nothing like you, mother and grandfather!").

The most recent thing I've read was Robin (2021), and whilst Damian is much more cordial with his mother, there's still an emotional distance and sense of distrust/resentment (for good reason, even if the context was some cartoonishly evil writing). But there is a silver-lining that they still appear to be fond of each other, in a melancholy kind of way.

Realizing he's "genetically" primed for magic would be especially confronting to Damian. There's no denying his Al Ghul blood, forcing him to confront a facet of himself he can no longer ignore or reject. A family that he likely has to approach for help/guidance.

Damian is put in a position of acknowledging this power could be used for good, to be stronger, to fight crime, balancing it with the implication that what he possesses could be rooted in dark magic (Lazarus enchantment).

If he decides to embrace it, would that be too much of an endorsement of the Al Ghul's dark occultism? Can he separate the two ideas? What if he can't control it? What if he accidentally hurts someone? What if has the ability to save someone where his other skills fall short?

Ideally, I'd love for this hypothetical story to lead into Damian exploring his Al Ghul heritage more intimately, historically, and spiritually (à la RSoB: Year of Redemption adventures). Another little coming-of-age self discovery journey.

I have my own little personal thoughts on what Damian decides to do with his magic powers, but I'd like to leave that open to interpretation... By the end of it I hope that he will at least find some forgiveness over resentment, and a balance between accepting that side of his family a little easier. It is finally a sense of inner peace :)

Any thoughts? Did I get any characterisation wrong? Let's talk over on my DC blog @arkhamochi! I'm currently trying to read all Damian-centric comics until I catch up with the current run. I'm hungry for discussion and analysis!!!!!!

#batman #batman and robin #damian wayne #bruce wayne #dc comics #P.S. drabble is kinda LONG so DO NOT read more unless you want the inconvenience of scrolling