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ninja-knox-ur-sox-off · 8 months

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Wassup folks I was having thoughts about Macaque and ended up writing a ficlet using said scattered thoughts about his character. enjoy o7

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Macaque wasn’t a very complicated person. If anything, he thought himself rather simple.

He liked what he liked, and he didn’t like what he didn’t like. He wanted three main things, and couldn’t imagine wanting anything more.

Macaque wanted food.

More specifically, he wanted fruit. He loved fruit. Having food was an important part of being happy. He knew well that being happy without food in your stomach was a difficult thing. He was especially fond of the sweetness and tartness fruits would give him. He loved to eat it, loved to find the best crab-apples, plums, apricots, tangerines, and peaches, to pick them out one by one and triumphantly show them off before peeling them or shoving them directly into his mouth. He didn’t mind digging for melons that were hiding under leaves, or hunting for sugar-cane and peeling off the outer layer with his teeth for the sweet bits inside, or climbing high up to get coconuts and smash them onto rocks to open them up. Shi Hou had smashed a coconut on his own head once, splitting it in half and getting the milk inside in his fur. “Like a rock, see?” he had declared proudly. Macaque remembered hiding his face in his arm to disguise his laugh.

2. Macaque wanted the sun.

Contrary to what a lot of humans, and even sometimes other creatures assumed, one of Macaque’s favorite things to do was nap in the sun. His fur was dark, his natural form of magic gravitated towards things like shadows and places under rocks no one could see, so many assumed he would prefer to spend his time in dark places and away from light. Macaque rather thought the opposite. He believed his affinity to shadows and dark cold places were the very thing that drove him into the sun to shake that uncomfortable chill from his bones and feel soft sweet sunlight on his skin. He loved nothing more than a nap in the soft grass with a light breeze, his stomach full of fruit and the gentle warmth of the sun touching his face and soaking into his fur. The only time he enjoyed shade falling over his face was when he looked up to find another source of light beaming down at him with the promise of mischief in its eyes. 3. (And rather most importantly,) Macaque wanted his friend.

His best friend. His only friend really; Shi Hou, later named Sun Wukong. Without him, the fruit was less sweet, the sunlight was cooler, and Macaque was sure he would be less happy. Before, Shi Hou, fruit and the sun had been enough, but after knowing him, being near him, and following him into all sorts of fun and chaos, Macaque couldn’t imagine being happy without him. He was a second sun, a light in all the shadows and dark places Macaque used to hide. He was his best and only friend, the person Macaque would pick out of hundreds to spend time with. The only one who could drag him out of his solitude to be with the other monkeys and join in on the fun. Sun Wukong was his person, and it made him happy to know it was just the two of them against the world.

Until it wasn’t.

Intruding on his happiness came demons, celestials, and every other groveling insect that crawled out of the bush to beg for his friends' time as Sun Wukong started to seek more power. It was fine at first, he made time for Macaque. The extra power felt nice, the reputation he started to build meant no one bothered them. He was gone now and again for increasing periods of time, but most of the time Macaque was with him, and he always came back so it didn’t matter.

(Until it did. Until he was gone for years.)

It was fine until those three joined the brotherhood: Azure Lion, Golden Peng, Yellow-Tusk... They pushed their way in and sat at the table, taking up space and Sun Wukong’s attention. But that wasn’t what really annoyed Macaque. Shi Hou always made time for him, always listened when he spoke, which wasn’t often around the brotherhood. No, what annoyed Macaque the most was the wars they spoke of. The battles they laughed about, the glory they spoke of to Sun Wukong until his eyes seemed to sparkle, something a little ugly underneath the awe; want, but not the good kind. What annoyed Macaque was how enamored Wukong was by it all. Rebellion, they spoke of. Pushed forward by bravado, Wukong left and came back with stories that made Macaque’s hands curl into tight fists and his fur stand on end. Talk of challenging even the Jade Emperor.

Isn’t this enough? Macaque thought again and again. Isn’t the fruit and the sun and me and you enough? We’re immortal now, isn’t this enough? But Sun Wukong was not Macaque. He was never satisfied once he’d seen the other side, once he’d had a taste of heavenly wine, once he’d sunk his teeth into the flesh of immortal stonefruit with juices sweeter than honey, nothing in the mortal world could compare. The peaches Macaque picked for him would never be enough. Macaque would never be enough next to Celestials and people who would never see Sun Wukong like Macaque did. He wanted a bigger title, sweeter fruit, “a better way of life,” he said, “for both of us.”

Sun Wukong slipped a celestial peach into Macaque’s hands and he could do nothing but stare at it and wonder how what they had wasn’t enough for him.

“I’ve seen things,” Sun Wukong said to him one night, the rest of the brotherhood passed out at the table. “The world is so much bigger than this, Lui’er. They laughed at me--at us.”

“Why does it matter what they think?” Macaque had asked.

Sun Wukong stayed silent.

Macaque closed his eyes and tried not to think about how his friend felt more and more distant on nights like these. He tried not to think about his own hand in pushing him to this place.

After everything, the brotherhood disbanded easily. The nights spent in camaraderie, the talk of glory, the hands on Sun Wukong’s shoulder and pushing him to the forefront of the chaos, praising him as a leader and their King meant nothing the moment he was under the mountain. They scattered like dust in the wind and, as it was in the beginning, Macaque was the only one left.

Sun Wukong was angry. After the initial I-told-you-so that resulted in Sun Wukong screaming at him, Macaque didn’t say much. He tried to keep his visits light. He tried to bring him things, tried to keep him company, but his old friend would accept none of it, his hands clenched, his eyes alight with boiling, barely contained rage and hate. It wasn’t directed at Macaque, but he still sat a distance away. He understood why so many feared him, but Macaque never had. It felt unnatural.

Sun Wukong had plenty to say on his own, filling the silence and Macaque’s six ears with threats of vengeance and violence that made him turn away and want desperately to press his hands over his ears or stick his head into the waterfall back home so the seething sounds of Sun Wukong's anger could be drowned out.

Secretly, privately, quietly, a small part of Macaque was glad for the chains and the mountain that held him down. He hoped it would be enough to calm his friends' anger and allow him time to cool down, time to think and see that there were more important things than power, that it didn’t matter what others thought of them so long as they had fruit, the sun and each other. But to his disappointment, nothing changed. No matter how many days passed, Sun Wukong’s rage remained, simmering and hot. It got quieter. Less threats and more growling and silently glowering until Macaque was sure he’d burn a hole right through the chains that held him captive with his glare alone.

Inevitably, eventually Sun Wukong directed his anger towards the only available target; his best friend and the one person who hadn’t abandoned him the moment he’d lost everything. The one person who came to check on him and visit in the place with no sunshine where the chill would cling to bone even hours after exiting.

Macaque took it for a long while. He understood there was nothing for him to do but rage and snap and insult. He understood the bitterness. Or at least he thought he did. He’d let him rage at him and blame him for it all, being trapped, being useless. He let him call him things and lash out at him even though it hurt because he thought it might make it better. He’d take it until his hands shook and he’d have to exhale to steady himself and leave through a portal, Sun Wukong yelling obscenities behind him. He’d always come back and act like nothing happened until Sun Wukong started all over and Macaque would sit until he couldn’t take anymore, leave and then come back later and repeat the process all over again.

But even a stone wore down eventually, and Macaque was far from as firm and unyielding as stone. His friend’s words chipped away at him little by little until he snapped back, angry at him for not opening his eyes and seeing where they were, why they were there in the first place. Furious at him for being angry at everyone and everything but himself, the real reason he was chained under a mountain and uselessly screaming threats at the cavern as if the echos would carry into the Celestial Court. He was angry at him for looking at Macaque and deciding he wasn’t enough.

“I did it for YOU--for US!” Sun Wukong roared at him.

And maybe it had started that way. Maybe it had been for him once. For them. Or maybe Macaque had turned a blind eye to the lies that had always been there. Maybe Sun Wukong had always been self-centred and selfish and Macaque was too stupid to see it.

He snapped back, because Sun Wukong was trapped, he was trapped and so he would sit and he would listen. He would hear every word he’d ignored, every warning Macaque had tried to give him, every accusation and hurt Macaque felt, he would hear it all and he would listen.

Macaque called him a demon. Like so many others before, every Celestial and human they’d come into contact with, he called him a demon. But unlike the others, Sun Wukong didn’t stretch his shoulder and let it roll off his back. Instead, his jaw dropped. His eyes widened. He reacted in a way Macaque had never seen him before. He saw him react and all he could think was ‘good.’

It was all a bit of a blur after. He couldn’t remember a lot of what he said. He stumbled and leaned against a tree. His hands were shaking, his arms were trembling. His feet were unsteady under him. They’d never fought like that before. A lot of it was a blur but Sun Wukong's last words, banishing him from returning ran clear in his ears. And that alone made him bitter enough to close his shadow portal and decide then and there he was never going back.

Macaque had only ever wanted three things, but now? He didn’t know what he wanted.

A lot happened after that. Bad things. Things he would rather not remember, but one thing was certain. The Six-Eared Macaque as he was, without the Monkey King was vulnerable. He was weak. He was all alone and many preyed on him simply for his association with the Great Sage Equal to Heaven.

So Macaque did all he could think of to do.

He built up a wall, a persona of sorts. He needed to become someone else, someone they couldn’t hurt so easily. He needed to become loud rather than quiet, brash rather than nervous, scary rather than soft. He needed to become someone no one would mess with or dare linger around. He needed to become someone powerful enough to say no. Someone who didn’t want things as stupid and simple as naps in the sun and sweet fruit handpicked from trees and being around friends. He needed to become someone who didn’t care.

But who could he mirror? Who’s confidence and brashness could he channel? Who’s lack of care for the people around them could he mimic and hold close and make himself believe he felt? Who’s personality could he take and warp into what he remembered, vicious and hurtful and power hungry? Who’s weapon could he replicate and clench in his hand when he felt an inkling of care for people who wouldn’t care for him when it really counted? Who could he mimic to become someone else who didn’t want simple things like holding hands with a best friend and picking fruit until they smiled?

Why Sun Wukong of course.

The most selfish person he knew.

(note: please don't slander sun wukong in the notes Macaque's opinions do not reflect the my own regarding the great sage equaling heaven-- hGLS;KJFD)

#KNOX WRITES (me)#Six Eared Macaque Monkie Kid #Monkie Kid Macaque #Macaque Monkie kid #Fic #Monkie kid fic #I really gotta figure out how i want to tag things my gosh *wheezing*#Monkie kid #lego monkie kid #fr tho its interesting how macaque isnt' that complicated of a guy #he plays at being deep and dark and complicated but he's actually just so freaking simple?#i THINK THE MONKEYS ARE NEAT OKAY #also i just really adore them as ex close best friends #extremely close bff's who know each other better than anyone but don't lean into familial or romantic categories my beloved #seriously tho i need me some backstory #we don't even know if Wukong actually killed him in this or not #he doesnt' seem suprrised to see him like he is Azure who he ACTUALLY put into the underworld #SAYS SO HIMSELF #NEVER SAYS THAT ABOUT MACAQUE #I'M SO CURIOUS HECK #if any jttw media spinoff or whatever would have wukong nOT kill macaque outright it'd be monkie kid #anyway heck i'ma just post this before i change my mind #NO BETA WE DIE LIKE LBD #confession time: i don't remember half of what i wrote here so pls have mercy #monkie kid fanfiction #should i post these tiny blurbs to ao3??#never bothered to do it before [shrugs]

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metamelonisle · 7 months

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i actually know about kirby outside the context of smash bros or memes this makes me better than literally everyone i know irl and i am not joking

#i know him. hes the funny pink buall. his best friend is a penguin. he can't sing. he loves to explore. he is friendly to a fault.#he is a gourmet and a fledgling chef. he is a jack of all trades and a master of one at a time. he narrates each copy ability for you.#it is stated by one of his more analytical and cold enemies that he has infinite potential and assumes this is purely because he is strong.#but in truth his greatest strength is explicitly his kind heart and ability to turn his enemies into friends and villains into heroes.#he's afraid of bugs. he has no arch-enemies because they either die or become part of his ever-growing circle of friends.#he's like a shonen protagonist with a pastel aesthetic. except he's far more polite than most!#he likes to eat but (and i think this is extremely important) he actively tastes and savors the food he eats too.#he's altruistic and heroic to the point that his own kindness once took physical form to guide his (temporarily) fractured form to safety.#he has so much love in his heart that every villain who does die is presented as tragic just as much as it is cathartic.#he has a fondness for the simple pleasures of life and one of his major major strengths is getting people to appreciate em too.#he's a fun little fellow who's significantly brighter than everyone gives him credit for.#and he's even canonically nonbinary!!

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jemmo · 1 month

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i finally got the time to watch love is better the second time around and im not at all shocked that im obsessed with the adult second chance at love jbl - have you met me.

but it also needs to be known that shiraishi is my beloved, the actor plays this role so perfectly and i want my bitchy sad gay to find true love

#love is better the second time around #also i adore the mains a whole fucking lot #iwagawa is the perfect mix of pathetic and desperate veiled in cocky and sophisticated #and miyata’s character is just a gem like the way he has transformed from his younger self is so refreshing to see #like this is a kid that was so pure and sweet and open and when he believed that all got trampled on he didn’t let it go to the extreme of #becoming hard and emotionless instead he really has just matured into an adult that actually cares for and values himself #like that hurt made him feel worthless but now he knows he isn’t worthless #like he internalised it through the way he protects himself from others but he does it both to not feel that hurt again but also bc he #thinks well of himself and i just adore the fact we get to see a timid kid grow into someone with self-respect it’s so cool and refreshing #and even when it comes at his detriment bc he won’t let himself believe iwagawa is being honest or that he’s ever been - that it’s all just #a joke or teasing or whatever it’s not frustrating bc you both get where it comes from but also feel like you can support him pushing him #away bc he does it for himself and for the person he’s become #so like… to watch a show where you’re both deeply rooting for the couple but also support when they push each other away… idk how they did #it but they did. the premise is simple and the show is simple but every moment and interaction is electric and thrilling and that’s the kind #of show i love. one that can convey how seemingly interactions are full of tension and stakes for these people. it’s so hard to convey that #but this show nails it and i just can’t get enough now.

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petrichormore · 8 months

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Jaiden, to Pol in chat: Ask Bad, he can give you some when he logs on.

Bad, literally online:

Jaiden:

Jaiden: Oh hi Bad

XD this was so funny but all I can think about is q!Bad’s growing self-esteem issues stemming from the fact that he’s starting to believe people only want him around to use him. Like poor guy lmfao.

#q!Jaiden is the funniest person alive #but she also just beat q!Bad over the head with his own crippling insecurity #i know it was a simple mistake btw but from bads pov it was SO FUNNY #extremely amusing #qsmp #qsmp liveblog #q!badboyhalo #q!jaiden

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thelien-art · 1 year

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Smiling Gimli cuz we all need that sometimes

#hes probably getting ready for bed or something like that #i really dont know whats going on just that hes simply like very very simply dressed with the most simple wooden cup ever #maybe its his undershirt so its a hot day or hes still busy getting dressed #??#but hes happy #maybe hes talking with legolas and this is happening either way to late in the evening or in the morning probably in rohan #no the silver streaks in his hair doesnt mean hes old #i like to think all the dwarfs have silver steaks in their hair even the children #maybe its even something they look for in a partner #like if a dwarf has a lot of silver streaks it makes them attractive for other dwarfs #that would lead back to old dwarfs being extremely respected in their culture as old age brings grey or white hair with it #and they lived long so they must know a lot and therefore are who people goes to for good advise #gimli son of gloin #gimli #tolkien #lotr #the lord of the rings #lord of the rings #jrr tolkien #lotr art #my art #digital art #they where made from stone basically of course im gonna draw him with stone looking skin what you gonna do bout it #!?#yet again writing a novel in my tags...

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mayordoi · 4 months

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what even is perspective lel mayo!!!

#wip #fanart #hatsune miku #hagane miku #digital art #simple/sketch #had a specific vision for this that i have not tried doing before [at least not this extreme]#wish i could one day get off my ass and do some studying and other academic things 😔#but naauur gotta stick to what i know

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thesaintofnevergettingitright · 2 years

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I just have a lot of feelings about Eliot Spencer managing to quietly give Parker and Sophie the perfect flowers for each of them in such a way that they would never suspect it was him. Just because he wanted to make them smile. And in the same episode he promises to cook for Hardison and knows enough about both wine and Hardison to immediately offer to help with his sommelier cover. And the whole episode starts with him just comfortably reading in the empty bar with Nate, quietly making sure the guy isn’t drinking by himself.

Eliot Spencer goes out of his way to take care of the people he loves and he LOVES his team and I’m simply never going to stop thinking about it.

#mine #leverage #he loves them your honor #I know this isn’t about the Witcher or TAD #which is ostensibly what this blog is about #but I think I’ve decided that any new original content tm is going to go here from now on #anyway don’t mind me I haven’t been able to stop thinking about Eliot Spencer for weeks #I’m a simple woman. Show me a Big Tough Guy that Fights For a Living #but who is also extreme god with children/animals and has secret passions #And who LOVES his people fiercely but would never admit even under extreme torture #and I simply cannot help but want to wrap him in a blanket and give him hot cocoa #or maybe put him in a jar just to observe for a while #I’d put some sticks and twigs in there for enrichment!#i could absolutely watch Eliot Spencer be grumpily soft for Parker and Hardison for 2500 consecutive hours #Eliot Spencer my beloved

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aro-culture-is · 1 year

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Aro culture is being pissed off when you are on a colleges website completing their "fun" little quiz that reccommends what majors you should look into and HALF of the questions are about romance or dates and you are just sitting there wondering how on earth this even slightly relates to what you want to study

#Anonymous #aro culture is #aro #aromantic #actually aro #actually aromantic #ask #mod phoenix #literally none of that FUCKING matters!!!!#and i'm willing to goddamn bet that 'less' romantic/feelings stuff #gets thrown towards STEM #and like. bro. i will unhinge my fucking jaw and bite your fucking head off #i am in STEM *because* i am passionate and feel shit intensely #like!!!! look. i took a class on fucking fluid dynamics (among other things) and thought it was *fun*#i wasn't perfect at it but i was so *fascinated* by how much of it we don't know #and how extremely interesting and simple those cases can be #like!!! we don't know what the speed of a liquid is at a 90 degree corner in a pipe #as in like. in that exact corner #and there is straight up a $1mil prize for anyone who can figure out how to solve for that #it's such a simple everyday type of thing!!!!#and we don't know and it's so cool and the equation for every single other spot in that pipe is honestly very well understood!#but just not that *one* area!#and like. bro i just think the world is an absolute magnificent dance of improbable odds and i can't understand #when others think that the mundane is not art and beauty too #engineering gets such a rep as the uncreative nerds #but like... look. we're looking back at the history of our field to draw inspiration as reference #i don't understand how people can say that they'd hate to look at engineering references all day when they do art -#did they not study and practice and see the beauty and detail in it?#(ofc if numbers get fucked in your brain from things like dyscalcula or dyslexia that's not the same -#i personally can't use digital references for art without being very careful or i'll get a migraine)

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life-winners-liveblog · 5 months

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oh hush dl!scott. you're just pissy because LL!scott gets to chill in the winners void and you have to sit with the losers.

oh also! send over some of the other losers if you can, would be fun to talk to them too!

if we can send you things to you losers, i'll give you 5am Pearl and LL!scott plushies out of spite :)

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#/I am not pissy thank you very much/#/I am actually very glad I don't have to interact with the other winners/#Blah blah blah I am dl Scott and I am so much better then everyone mi mi mi #/Scar are you seriously mocking me right now?/#Yes I am... I have a job to do and you are messing with it you apathetic annoyance #/I know to you I might look like a simple cynical machine/#Because you are... You are a cheater and a liar and you are extremely petty #/Is it that hard to see that I merely sought a soulbound thats pristine/#asks #trafficblr

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lieutenant-amuel · 6 months

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He’s just Gabe and he’s great at doing stuff.

#Elena of Avalor #Gabriel Nunez #Gabe Nunez #My video #Yes I’m using this caption everywhere possible because I like it XD #I’m back to those old days when I shared my stuff on every platform where I existed #Just for today though XD #Because I really love how this video turned out #You know I really can’t believe how long it took me to realize how much this song actually fitted Gabe #and to be honest I fully realized it only during editing #It was super simple to choose a scene for almost every line #And I forgot how much I loved video editing ajhdnjf #This is the most satisfying form of art for me #Like it’s extremely simple but it also looks so good #Anyway hope you enjoy ajhdnfj

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skinnypaleangryperson · 6 months

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It's interesting, the contrasting difference between the way that Rick sees and thinks about things versus being someone like Jerry ( this concept that the episode presented is incredibly philosophical in terms of what the difference is between a mind and a brain already.)

But generally, I think this definitely suggests that Rick is either completely miserable inside of his own brain so much the point that in mind like Jerry wouldn't be able to handle it for even one minute from the way that he sees and knows things, which has definitely been suggested throughout the series-and likewise, that he wouldn't be able to handle being inside of a simpler person's brain in for some sort of deeply emotionally and psychologically traumatizing reason that comes along with being wired the way that Rick is. Which I think is interesting, if there's anything to go by from the more nuanced and eccentric people that I've met throughout my life, who have all been completely miserable in contrast to the simpler people around them.

I think it's interesting because it seems to relate to how intelligence or at the very least being a unique thinker than the average leads to someone being completely miserable, and this is a good comical somewhat exaggeration about how mad it would make a person go to be someone who has all of the heaviness that goes on in their brain and the things that they know from intelligence, or maybe not even intelligence but even just being a unique thinker and seeing human life and existence in general in a certain way that might make them different but miserable, and contrast it to a mind like Jerry. I don't know if it was intentional or not, but I definitely see this as an interesting commentary between the contrast between simpler-minded people and more "full-headed", tormented people like Rick-or at the very least, people who are more neurodivergent, versus people who are more content and simple, and how the two would be incredibly dysfunctional coming together.

Mainly watching only the show for any kind of hint that we have towards what it's like to be Rick and his brain, and his emotional state in general, since I find him fascinating and what he represents is a character, I definitely think this is an interesting contrast about how much differently he thinks and sees things in contrast other people, and how much this portrayal is such an abrasive difference between the way that he say things and miserable he is for it and miserable it would make someone like Jerry, the "mind" of Jerry, so to speak, that he wouldn't even be able to hate to stand having that kind of brain for even 5 minutes. Speaks true to reality to me, for some reason, lol.

The reason why this fascinates me so much isn't really so much because of intelligence or anything like that, but more so the contrast between the neurodivergent and the mentally ill versus the more neurotypical and the more simple. As someone who has been miserable their entire life and has seen things very differently from the people around me and has always wondered how people are so happy and content with the way that things are compared to the way that I see them, for me, this feels like an odd contrast between the neurodivergent and the neurotypical, and how completely miserable the neurodivergent are for the way that they see the state of the world and humanity in general. The thoughtful and the heavy-minded and did the people that are constantly seeing day-to-day life with a certain kind of interpretation that is much heavier and more complex, and with self-reflection towards themselves and existence as a whole and ways that are almost incomprehensible with how much they're constantly turning over in their heads life everyday, versus the brainless and the easy minded, so to speak.

#I'm really trippy and manic depressed and in love with Rick so #I'm going to dissect every little character based hint that I can get to try to understand my husband but #*better #Plus I find this episode already oddly philosophical in contrast to how certain people think versus others and how certain people are compl #completely f****** miserable for things that are technically supposed to be considered gifts #especially bu more simple minded people #as someone who is completely f****** miserable themselves #It's one of the reasons why I ship with Rick #not because I think I'm talented or smart or special #but I do feel very extremely separated from the majority of people that I meet and I'm completely miserable for it #rick and morty #rick sanchez #there's a lot of philosophy in Rick and Morty that I don't know is intentional but speaks to me almost instantly a lot of the time #especially as a mentally ill person that struggles to relate to people or function in society as we know it #I can't even hold conversations with most people a lot of the time

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red-dyed-sarumane · 2 months

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okay so this is super self indulgent but preface for those who arent aware i have this whole full world for my ocs & basically its like a 50/50 chance for any given person to have psychic powers called abilities & this ability is entirely dependent on the person themself & has nothing to do with genetics. ur either born with them or u can get them if ur from a different world & are isekai'd in. the only real thing about abilities is it has to be something a person can do with their mind/state of mind & isnt just like some super power like super strength.

anyway i realized this week i feel like i know the isotopes well enough so i ended up spending a lot of time thinking of what abilities they would have and i give u all my final decisions!!!

Kafu: she has something im going to call window creation. basically the ability to call forth 'windows' which ranges from just invisible walls in the air to creating a pane that lets her (or anyone near by to see it) see into a different place, time, or both. these are in effect solid walls/windows so its theoretically possible to use them as a weapon but given how kafu is i doubt she would think that way & instead would take a more defensive route, using them as a sort of force field or to get info the group otherwise wouldn't know

Sekai: i'm calling hers shadow manipulation. she can take control of shadows in the area and turn them into a semi-physical thing & from there pretty much becomes a distance attacker or defender depending on both her mood & what's necessary. i would like to think she also keeps a little shadow as a pet & it just follows her around or sits on her shoulder. the shadows can change shape btw

Rime: pyromancy. she gets to create & control fire at will. i like to think she puts too much pressure on herself to learn it & ends up unable to do it at first because of that but the second she lets herself breathe she finally gets it & from there puts in so much practice that her style with it ends up absolutely beautiful to watch. default flame color is red bc thats her color but it changes color/temperature with her emotions. u threaten one of the others and watch how fast it ends up blue-white.

Coko: fox. by shifting her mental state she can transform into a fox & while in that form can do things like create wil o wisp/fox fire & force fields, but mostly i think she'd specialize in creating illusions. she probably actually has multiple tails in that form but after drawing the rest of her outfit i thought one was enough to get the idea across. yes this is the third time im giving a chara this ability its bc im not allergic to fun normally people cant talk in the fox form but i like her so i guess she gets a little telepathy as a treat too.

Haru: consciousness walking. that is, she can separate her consciousness from her physical body & move around almost like a ghost. she can interact with the physical world on a minimal level in this state, but more importantly it allows her to see & interact with other people's consciousnesses in a way that's very easy to mess with their perception of the world & throw off their judgment & things like that. kind of like astral projection but not really, also if she gets really skilled with it she'd be able to move both her physical & spiritual forms at once although that is very tiring

#akire draws sometimes #this is purely to entertain myself i have no real plans to do anything with this #will i write fanfic will i draw it more whos to say i dont know yet only time will tell #on one hand i hate how simple rimes feels compared to everyone elses on the other i just know it suits her #sekai gave me so much trouble bc i was like. whats terrifying but not too extreme. i think this hits what i wanted #bc like. its only as scary as she wants it to be really. but it has The Potential #also fun fact for those who care: haru's is the same as what the human communication trio has at least in part #it was either that or possession for her but thats a special one to me im reluctant to give it to charas #i cant explain kafus it just feels right to me. shes a helper not a hurter.#sorry i never outgrew my middle school edgy power with pretentious name phase do u still think im cool

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the-acid-pear · 12 days

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The thing about the painter analog that people don't get and makes them hate it is that at heart this isn't a serious horror story. This is pure gore not only for the sake of gore but for the sake of camp. Once I was talking of to my dad laughing at the guy who had his face sanded off and he was like yeah not new they did that in Jason already 🙄 which was later reinforced by UrbanSpook admitting this is inspired by those old 80s slasher which should tell you everything.

I'm saying this bc i saw a video pairing it with Playground and the incest game and while I don't know the second I watched a video on playground once and the difference is that that book is trying to tell a story and say something on top of the gore but the later makes it hard to care. Which is kind of the issue another "gone too far" piece of media my beloved A Serbian Film runs into where you cannot take yourself too seriously if you also want to show over the top violence or you'll lose the audience.

OF COURSE there are exceptions like Hostel, Saw and 😏 the human centipede ☺️ (cocksucker for that movie and it's more serious points, though it barely counts bc the gore is very tame save for in 2) and I couldn't exactly tell you what's the difference between what makes them work and what doesn't but still.

But I'm getting off topic I'm not here to say which media is good or not I'm here to point out the painter is not a serious story that asks you to care for the characters it's a over the top schlocky gore that asks you to go GROOOOSS or laugh at the over the top brutality it presents. Which is very standard in horror.

#luly talks #urbanspook #the painter analog horror #also yes actually I'll mention THC again bc that movie is deemed to go ''too far'' which is joked about often in its sequels #in 3 after the inmates at the prison watch the movie they echo the opinions of the public (calling the director sick saying he'd be jailed #etc except for my best friend who GETS IT and is laughing ILY BESTIE) and 2 is a direct response to the reaction of 1 #while 1 is an extremely fucking tame horror movie BY ALL FUCKING MEANS (1 surgery scene and its so clean. after that just a tad bit of blood #and some minor infection) they made a movie that ACTUALLY went too far #and i ironically enough hate it despite appreciating this bc it just isn't fun for me. because it's trying a bit too hard.#but in case you don't know. one of the links of the centipede is a pregnant woman. she escapes and gives birth in the car. baby falls on the #brakes. she steps on its head.#pointing it out since children seem to be the point ppl go THIS IS TOO FAR #i personally found the baby squishing the highlight of the movie. second to that is. the barbed wire rape #which i didn't like because i don't enjoy seeing women be raped in my movies but its like #so funny man. literally bro put barbed wire on his cock. like that's just iconic #what shit like this and the painter are trying to achieve is simple shock. and that's FUN.#if you dont find it fun that's literally okay it simply isn't your piece of cake but that doesn't mean its bad or it shouldn't exist.#like i still see ppl insult it like GROW UP... THIS KIND OF HORROR HAS EXISTED FOREVER STOP BEING SUCH A BABY MAN

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