#its just that dream is the only one he can really consistently remember that he fucking hates

[dyketubbo]

thinking about cranboo and how theyre a huge bitch

#i know on this blog i often make him onto the bullyable wimp #because cranboo is very much bullyable. and he has wimp auras around him always #but really one of my favorite things about her is that theyre a fucking *jerk* sometimes #if you arent someone cranboo decides to care about or is scared of you are ripe 4 classic anxiety fueled almost direct aggression from him #its just that dream is the only one he can really consistently remember that he fucking hates #but like. during the michelle thing he was actively hostile and did not care much that michelle was like. a child #he actively berated fundy for *agreeing* with him but not doing it how ranboo wanted him to #but then when he finds someone he does like or someone he wants to help (not necessarily Fix but like.. close to that kind of mindset) #he is unwilling to move from the idea that he should acknowledge their flaws and then starts being a jerk about *that* #if cranboo does not want to put in the energy of understanding you you Will be subjected to either him disregarding your existence- #-until youre interacting with him or youre subject to him being kind of a fucking prick ! #i.e. like. the it was a drug van thing #she is SO incredibly in the wrong there bc ultimately cranboo doesnt.. really Want to understand lmanburg #hes steady in his idea that it must have been this inherent wrong even though he used to like it (which is a part of why he sticks around- #with the syndicate even though he doesnt seem to really agree with doomsday and phil was the only one who- #-he talked to outside of meetings after him and ctechnos initial friendship #his memory loss gets in the way of both his friendships and keeping up with who he doesnt like #which ends up making them come off as both friendly and also really unpleasant to have a disagreement with #this is very rambly but basically what appeals to me about cranboo is that theyre a jerk who you cant really win with #which so directly contrasts how she comes off as someone whose like always emotionally hunching over to seem smaller than she is #which they probably also physically do #but at the same time it fits perfectly #theyre like. quiet kid with anxiety whose sorta irritable but never acts on it until he gets fed up and blows up even at ppl who dont rly- #-deserve it #does that all make sense #mask mews #dsmp #ranboo

[rayroseu]

Now that I think about it, maybe the reason why Malleus' Magic is so powerful, because before he was born he was copiously sustained with powerful magicians like Meleanor, Maleficia, and Lilia.

The egg is born through love but only through magic can that egg finally hatch (that's where Lilia exhausted his magic). Maybe a fae's power is determined to how much magic can their parents "exhaust" in making them born(?).

So, essentially, His magic consists of the magic of powerful mages.

1) Meleanor (as his biological mother),

2) Maleficia (her magic was life support while he was incubated),

and 3) Lilia (who hatched him).

So when we fight Malleus, we are not just simply fighting "Malleus" himself, but rather a lethal culmination of Meleanor, Maleficia, and Lilia's raw power.

That's why it feels so impossible to defeat him because we're essentially fighting three powerful magicians at once, it's just in the form of "Malleus Draconia."

All these magicians have high-profile powerful magic, and all of them are faes too. I often assumed that Malleus was rich in magic because he's a Draconia but no, Meleanor used her full magical strength as well but the story didn't showcase her casting some world altering magic like stopping time and encasing human souls inside a magical barrier— Only Malleus did...

Maybe there's really no person who can defeat him as STYX theorizes... Not even Maleficia. While its true she's powerful, but based on this interpretation, she can fight Malleus, but fighting Malleus is also the same as fighting her magic, mixed with Meleanor's and Lilia's (and Levan's even though we don't know how powerful he is).

Levan is Malleus' father but so far the story doesn't imply nor mention any significant magical contribution he did to Malleus. The only thing mentioned in the story about Levan's influence was that Malleus is a kind/gentle person because of him.

I like to interpret he's powerful too! So maybe, its not just Meleanor, Maleficia, Lilia, but also Levan.... if he got the chance to bless Eggmalleus some magic before he lost. So its actually FIVE HIGH CLASS MAGICIANS were fighting against if we fight Malleus ☠️☠️ That's why he's truly "god-like".

I really like the fact that Malleus is undefeatable even by raw power or raw cleverness (like using technology). I know that's still going to be a big part, but its more intriguing for me to how TWST will handle stopping Malleus without obvious offense.

They'll only need to rely on one thing that humans are really great of practicing (more than faes): communication. Maybe the solution may be as simple as talking to Malleus that he needs to stop lol Because really, at this point, thats the most staple choice we have, anything else takes too much time💔😔

Not in the accusing way, but in a kind and understanding way. But, I know that's unlikely to happen knowing how "cringed" NRC is towards displaying kindness (which is often their downfall lol). But remember, the resolution at the fairy gala event? Where everyone was antagonizing the Diurnal Fairies, assuming they'll be stubborn and that they're thieves so they should take the stone without asking them, but then it turns out once they got caught and Silver talked with them apologetically and with understandingly, the Queen understood it and let the stone go...

Maybe Malleus would act like that Queen too?? After all, no one still talks with him about how "indeed, it is painful to suffer and lost, but there's merit in their existence, so we don't need to cut them out of our lives, because even those painful experiences helps us achieve our true dreams." or just a simple "You won't be alone even if Lilia passes away. I'm sure Lilia will be more happy to live his life and live it longer because he'll be remembered by Malleus even if he's just a memory now." or maybe a blunt "The world doesn't revolve around anyone, so Malleus has no rights to dictate how we should live our lives" lol

I feel like Malleus is just a person who never really thinks about other interpretations unless its been said to him... That's why I'm wishing that Book 7 resolves his overblot by not fully painting him as a "catastrophic dark fae" (like what the humans viewed Meleanor), like there'll be a balance between depicting him as a villain but also as a flawed person.

But yes I do agree that the biggest hurdle in defeating Malleus, may not just be his overpowered magic, but also his defiance in believing that he can understand humanity and humanity will understand him 😭😭

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[circeyoru]

Unwanted Soul _ Part 6 = Requested

[Yandere!Alastor x Owner of his Soul!Reader]

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That day, that inferno yet glorious day, Alastor met his fated one. His other half, as people would say. In his days alive, he considered himself married to his work. Never courted other ladies even though a number of them were in the palm of his hand, able to bend to his will. Never dated because it was a waste of time when he had better things to do. And never even thought of delicating his life and time to another that wasn’t his mother

But it was after meeting you that there was that want, that need to please and care for you unlike any other. He thought it was a fleeting feeling since you did save him at his lowest, a bit of admiration for your unique power, one of its kind as he sees it. He thought he wanted the power for himself, wanted you on his leash to be his to control

So he tried. Manipulation tactic, words of persuasion, charming personality, and his overwhelming power. These were all at his disposal and he used them all to make you bend like the others in his living life and afterlife. Yet you never did falter. The only thing that was consistent about you was your care and your insistence for him to leave your home

Now he doesn’t want to leave. Not until he figured out what was happening with himself. He can’t maintain his Overlord image with this destruction within himself. So he made all excuses he could to delay his departure. His wound was the reason why you were caring for him and letting him stay, so he’ll just worsen it with the help of his claws and shadows. Your healing abilities can’t keep up? Welp, looks like he has to stay a while longer

“Why rush recovery? Do you really want me gone, Dear?”

“Yes. Now get out. Your playground is not here.”

“Hahaha! No.”

He felt like Alice. The girl that followed the white rabbit down the rabbit hole and found wonderland, following the white rabbit all over the place and experience so much, before waking up to it all being a dream. However, different from Alice, Alastor doesn’t want to leave this wonderland he found. He doesn’t want to wake up from this blissful dream

As luck would have it, you live in the more secluded side of the pentagram and you weren’t as connected to pompous technology that Vox places around the place to stalk demons. Nor were the demons in your area acquainted with the famous and infamous Overlords. There seem to be a silent agreement among your area’s residents to not bring in political or business like matters. Only self-interest

He was pleased to find this place as a little haven away from the spotlight. No demon here cared who Alastor was nor do they want to know, if he was weak, they’ll prey upon him. That was why some demons were trying to take him while you were there to save him. When he first spoke and his staff appeared in his hands, you immediately recognized him

Fear and regret was what he expected to see in your eyes, yet all you display was annoyance and cautiousness. You were quick to set him on his feet and direct him to the door, providing him  directions back to the center of the city where he belonged. The fact that you showed him he didn’t belong here set something ablaze in his cold heart

So he stayed longer than what the past him would have liked. The more he learned about you, the deeper he was. He picked up your little habits, your interest hobbies, your peculiar interest, and your wonderful personality

Soon he found a label for all he was doing and feeling. He was under the influence called ‘love’, he remembered his mother telling him that he will find ‘the one for him’, maybe he can explain it or maybe he can’t. Either way, he’ll know in his heart. Whoever that person or being is, that’s his other half

It was you. All you. He learned it through a terrifying experience

“Darling, I’m back from shopping!” Alastor announced into the apartment after entering the front door through the gaps with the help of his shadows, his little minions carrying bags from his outing into the table you had. “My, I brought a lot more than you needed, but I hope you didn’t mind I took a bit lon—!”

His eyes turned to radio dials when he realized the familiar scent of iron was in your apartment. His grip on his crane tightened as he followed it, stronger and stronger, until he stopped in front of your bedroom door. No question, it was coming from here. His hand removed itself from behind his back to grip the doorknob, the other bringing his crane to his side.

His gaze shifted from the doorknob to in front of him. Usually, you would have told him not to creepily stand in the front of your door. Why aren’t you telling him to enter? Why aren’t you calling him out? Why was it silent?

In a swift movement, he turned the knob and opened the door. The scent of blood was suffocating, he didn’t think he’ll mind it ever after his new-found interest in murder. Yet when it came to yours, it was suffocating him like he was being pushed under the ocean. 

Amidst the shock of it all, he let go of his crane and it dropped to the ground while he made his way to your giant comfortable bed. His eyes darted all over the place. Red. So much red. The bed was soaked in red. Red. Red? Blood. Blood? Why? Where? Your waist, why is there a knife sticking out of it? Your eyes are closed.

Sleeping? Dead? Dead? Dead? 

“Dear!” Alastor got onto your bed, his hand hovering over your body as he tried to think of something. “What do I…? Who did this?”

Your eyes fluttered open, he was shocked to see the lack of spark in them, your head tilted up to meet his gaze yet it wasn’t focused. “Al..astor… You’re… here?”

Alastor eyed, “Why wouldn’t I? You sent me to buy restock your supplies! Your locations were all over the place so it took me some time to complete.”

“I sent… you farther away… so that… you’ll leave…” You spoke so monotonously, “Why are… you back…?”

“That’s beside the point! Who attacked you? Who hurt you?! Who put you in such a state?” Alastor demanded, the static grow deafening but you weren’t even affected. 

Your dull eyes blinked, “I did.” You reached for the knife, only to hover your hand over the handle, “I did it… to remind myself… some…thing…”

Alastor flinched when you pulled it out, his eyes narrowing as your blood pooled and stained the bed red. Red is a favourite of his. Red that painted his victims. Red that removed his father. Red that was covering you. You don’t look good in your own red. It’s a horrid colour on you. 

“You should leave… me…” Your words snapped him out of his thoughts.

In the blink of an eye, he had that healing page you gave him for emergency and slapped it onto your open wound, he stared at it until the page glowed and started its work. You stiffened and jerked from the sudden pressure on your wound.

There, your spark returned, even if it’s just a bit. “What are you—!”

Alastor leaned close, keeping his hand firmly against your healing wound. He got close until he was next to your ear as if whispering a secret. “If you wanted me gone through self-harming, think again, nothing will make me leave you, My Doe. If nothing else, it makes me want to stay longer.”

You glared at him, but slowly relaxed as consciousness seem to fade. Involuntarily, your head leaned against head as your slept. Alastor cradled you, keeping you in place. He eyed the knife still in your hand and took it, burning it with his flame till nothing was left of it.

A mistake of yours was your insistence for his absence. The more you wanted him gone, the more he tried and showed you that it was impossible to get rid of him. His love and fascination turned darked and twisted, becoming obsessive and possessive that he knew it wasn’t the pure love that his mother described or those ladies wanted from him

Oddly enough, you handled him and his feelings like it was natural. The fact that you carry yourself so cool and unbothered, you accepting it all and using it to your advantage. It was exhilarating, like it was a green light to amp up the intensity. He can give you more and more of his affection and love

More. More. MORE

When he learned that you never dealt with souls before, never received a soul or given your soul to another demon all this time while you were in Hell. His idea of giving you his soul made to him. He wants to be your first and he wants you to be his first. He own souls, yes, but he never thought of giving his soul to another to own and rule over him, he can’t imagine that

With you though, he can. To be yours. To have a reminder that you will be his. Everytime he ghost his neck, there was be his reminder. You’ll call for him, you’ll use him, you’ll only think of relying on him. Oh, just thinking of it was divine. Simply divine

You accepting his offer gave him such a rush. He was yours. It wouldn’t take too long until you were his. Well, in his mind and dreams, you were already his when he came to terms with his love for you, but this relationship was two way, not one. He’s patient. Besides, with you, time proves a lot

At first, you didn’t want him in your apartment, then you saw it as normal that he was there, even when he was doing your chores and taking care of you in more ways than one. Shopping? Check. Cleaning? Check. Meals? Check. Snacks? Check. Desserts? Check. There’s no expenses spared for you. You slowly appreicated his hardwork and dedication to you and gave him rewards you weren’t even aware of

Everything was fine. Everything was perfect

Until you saw that insufferable advertisement presented by that dreamer of a princess Charlotte Morningstar. You little interest in the project was enough to send him away. The rage he felt when he was forced to leave your side to serve someone else. He shouldn’t have left you alone then

“We’re so happy to have you with us at the Happy Hotel!”

“Hazbin Hotel. I’m sure we’ll have a wonderful time.”

Lucky he found a loophole to your orders and could contract you via his radio. Else he doesn’t know how much he could take without you near him. Your voice would suffice for now. Then came his time to prove his usefulness to you, Overlord meetings were very confidential, not that you were interested, but sometimes there were juicy moments and secrets learned

He kept you as his little secret, his little treasure to keep hidden. Even when Zestial asks about his disappearance and Carmilla’s shock to his appearance. He kept you off the table. When he learned of Carmilla’s little stunt, he was excited to tell you. You could form angelic weapons, so it was definitely a useful information for you

And he was rewarded for his efforts. A visit to your apartment. Away from that prison of a hotel. He immediately (strictly) told Charlie he was busy with important stuff for the entire day not to disturb him ot request his help on anything

Alastor has to admit, he nearly lost himself when you appeared before his eyes when he was knocked back by Adam. You protecting him and fighting for him. Him. How could he not be in a daze? But his heart broke when you were hurt by that disgusting so-called angel. That red wasn’t a good look on you. No. Not again

He brought you away to attempt healing you. But this was something done by holy power, not something even you can easily heal from. On the surface you looked to be healed, but you were sleeping again. He hugged you tightly in his arms. Don’t disappear on him

This place reeks of death, there’s a chill in the air

And we barely escaped being killed by a hair

“Great Alastor, altruist, died for his friends”?

Sorry to disappoint… That was never the case!

I’m hungry for your gaze like never before

The constrains of our deal surely have your interest

Once I figure out how to hold your love tightly

Guess who will staying to help that hotel?!

The hotel was the cause of this. Yet he was the cause of your appearance because he wasn’t strong enough to handle Adam. He resented that fact, but his heart beat loudly when he replayed the scene where you fought him. Then that confession where you missed him, if it was any other time, he’d be over the moon hearing that

To him, it felt like an eternity before you woke up again and things were relatively back to normal. You stayed in the hotel with him, you were by his side, you were portrayed to be his assistant, you were his (in his mind). Then the others found out about you. Lucifer was enough of a pain, now there was more

Still, it was worth seeing that you weren’t quick to warm up to them. He took 7 years and then some, why would they be unique? Not to mention they don’t care for you like he does. He was the unique one

Oh, then Mimzy. That demon he thought was his friend. He didn’t care much for her harsh words, not when you were there to push it all away. It was crushing to hear it, the unfiltered thoughts Mimzy talked about him to you. Yet that look on your face was odd, were you feeling angry on his behalf? For him?

He thought that you would tell Mimzy off then when you leave, he’ll have a word with Mimzy. If you didn’t like her then maybe a new voice on the broadcast would do. You never minded his ways of punishing those you are displeased with, so it was fine

What he didn’t expect was you scolding Mimzy, giving her a piece of your mind. You defended him, you cared about him. Surely you did. Why else were you that aggressive?

“What was that?”

“I said, I love you!”

Alastor couldn’t stop himself and asked you, he told himself he was dreaming. He thought he was when you disappeared in the blink of an eye. But the look he got from the residents in the lobby proved otherwise. First thing’s first. He snapped his fingers and had Mimzy devoured by his shadows, it was a minor torture, he’ll get to the fun part later

Now you had his attention

When he appeared in your shared room, you were all wrapped up in your fluffy blanket in the corner of the bed. Despite his joy and excitement, he dialed it down. You come first, just hearing those words from your sweet lips was enough

“My Darling,” Alastor took a seat on the bed, next to you. “If it was the slip of a tongue, I can forget about it.” He’s lying and he knows you know it, still you’d lie to yourself until it was true. For him, just knowing you care for him so is enough. “You have done nothing that I know of. You have confirmed nothing.”

Perhaps it was because he was accepting that he needs to forget it all and act the same, or that it was giving you your space. Either way, he didn’t react when you suddenly moved and pinned him down to the bed. His eyes wide while his smile spread wider, this position is perfect, your face above him that he could stare at forever and never get bored. 

When his mind matched what happened, his eyes drooped and his ears twitched, his smile shrank a bit and his hands reached for you, wanting to pull you in. You let him and he hugged you, placing your ear to his beating heart then he hugged onto your waist. 

“Don’t you dare forget about it.” Your words pierced the silence, he could feel his heart beating louder. “Remember it. Engrave it into your mind, body, and soul.” Your head shifted and you got up a bit, you moved so close to his lips. When you weren’t talking, all he could hear was the beating of his heart. “Never betray my love, Alastor.”

A sweet moment where you two shared a kiss. Finally.

“Yes. Of course. Absolutely. My Darling Love.”

You were all his to call Love.

Note: Surprise!!! We really never had a part that's dedicated to Alastor, so here's one. I think it's a bit rushed at the end or lack of details, but those are mostly covered in the parts before this. Hope you guys liked this one~

Oh right! If you haven't please vote on what will happen next here. There might be one more part before it gets to that. Idk the progress.

*For the people that haven't got a reply to this series' requests; 2 possibilities: either I need time writing them or they would be included in future parts and I don't want to spoil them as trivia~

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[drdemonprince]

Your blog is like a breath of fresh air. Thank you for all the wonderful thoughts and writing.

That said I actually have a question. I am pro-palestine(it feels stupid to call it that, as if it should even be a debate) and in a very left leaning friend group. But also a very white academic one. You know the type, read Marx, dream of the revolution but continue studying to end up in 9 to 5s instead of doing anything(I am guilty of it too, this isn't meant as insult just a description)

Anyways, as you can imagine they have been extremely hesitant when it comes to having any opinion on Israel or Palestine. That wouldn't be a problem in itself, I know how to start topics with them and get them thinking usually but in this case there is an additional problem. Whenever I try to broach the topic I get shutdown with "Look at all the shit that is going on here, our country is falling into fascism, I just don't have the energy to deal with this conflict. Please don't talk about it because it's triggering". And I have zero clue what to do. Forget getting them to go on protests with me, I can't even speak to them about it and feel really guilty. Its me bringing up a heavily triggering topic after all. It feels wrong to feel guilty though. I know at the end of the day it's not important if I could convince some people to give a fuck but do you have any advice? How to get over this guilt or maybe how to broach a topic with that considered?

My main problem is my fear of losing my friends because I have been ill for some time(as in physically unable to leave the house for more than a short grocery run, or my visits to the doctor, because of pain and my friends are what keep me alive) and losing their help would be not good.

My exact situation aside, do you have advice for someone to broach a topic that others describe as unpleasant/triggering without causing a huge rift in the group?

Thanks for your kind words and your question, Anon.

I think your friends suck and that you can do better than them. I think you should get out there and find yourself some Black, brown, working class anarchist and anarco-communist buds (and Marxists who show up for others in a real, observable way in their regular lives) as soon as you can.

I know that wasn't the answer you were looking for. But I have seen this kind of entirely theoretical, jaded, self-superior, passive, white well-off Marxist type a thousand times before, and I've failed to ever see them show up for other people in any kind of consistent way.

And it's not only the people systematically crushed beneath the wheel of Capital half a world away that they neglect, either. They tend to be pretty shitty friends and neighbors when it all comes down to it on the micro-level, too. Their smug over-intellectualism and dispassionate cynicism allows them to justify remaining disengaged and going along with the status quo in a way that ultimately serves capitalism very well.

There is a theoretical basis to this selfishness and disengagement, I will admit. This type of overly academic Marxist typically believes that the fall of capitalism is inevitable, that humans lack free will and only behave as befits their obvious material interests, and that there is nothing that one can do on a personal level to hasten any kind of Revolution, so there is nothing left to do but wait, and take care of oneself, and allow the future to unfold.

This is a perspective explicitly advocated for by people like the Chapo Trap House guys, and among academic white boy communist types, it is incredibly popular. I remember hearing Matt Christman saying on his vlogs that he essentially does not believe the conditions allowing capitalism to fall will happen in his lifetime, and so his only responsibility is to just take care of himself and his family and be comfortable.

Ultimately, these types wind up sounding and behaving exactly like capitalist economists who believe that everyone is rationally motivated only by increasing their personal wealth. They are disengaged from politics except insofar as they like to make snide jokes about current events for their own entertainment and enrichment, and they don't see themselves as having the capacity to exert a positive influence on the world, nor any obligation to. It's bleak shit.

At the same time, if your friends are in the circles that tend to read and listen to and promote this kind of stuff, surely they have also been exposed to popular leftist voices advocating loudly for the Palestinian cause. And yet still they have done nothing.

Hasan Piker has been vocally pro-Palestine his entire career, and his Twitch channel has been providing near constant coverage of Palestinian issues since October 7th. True Anon has had multiple episodes on the Israel Lobby, the suppression of pro-Palestinian activism and journalistic coverage, and has aired interviews with Normal Finkelstein. Palestine is the central topic of nearly every Trillbilly Worker's Party podcast for months now.

These are widely popular voices among the very types of Marxists that you say that your friends are, and many of these creators are close friends with the Chapo Trap House guys, whom your friends almost certainly are taking notes from. So it's nearly impossible to imagine that your friends have not encountered the near constant coverage of the struggle of the Palestinians that all the rest of us have. And yet still your friends do nothing. Still they do not care, and dismiss you when you share with them how despairing you feel.

Your friends have turned off an essential part of their hearts, I think. And I don't mean they lack empathy. Not having empathy is fine, I don't have it either -- but I make the conscious choice to care about the Palestinian cause and to advocate for it, because it aligns with my values. I give a fuck. My giving a fuck is conveyed through my actions, not through what I think about or how I feel.

Your friends are showing no interest in learning more about this genocide or doing anything about it. Perhaps some degree of ignorance or hesitancy could be justified early on because the Israeli apologist propaganda is so far reaching, but we're well past the point of that explaining away inaction by now. Over 100,000 people are missing and over 30,000 are known to be dead and little girls are being shot by snipers while seeking medical care while babies are left to rot in their NICU beds.

Your friends know this. Maybe not everyone in the world does, but if they're so well-read about leftist issues, your friends do. And they have chosen, for some reason, not to care. They've disconnected from the pain the Palestinian people are in, unplugged from the steady stream of upsetting information, sought comfort in a politics that says all too conveniently that nothing they do matters, and when you try to share with them how much anguish you are feeling about the mass deaths happening throughout the world, they're dismissive toward you.

Your friends suck. If acknowleding reality and confronting the horrors of a genocide is too tough and triggering for them, then a lot of horrors here at home will be too much for their fragile egos too. There are so many leftists you could be surrounding yourself with instead, I promise -- people who give back to their communities, people who are in the streets doing the tough work of feeding and housing and fighting for the release from prison of people every day, instead of using those local struggles as a shield for their inaction on a more global scale.

Fuck these people for real. This is a big glaring red flag and it will be relevant to your friendship and your life. One day many of them might see you and your problems and your human needs as too much of a distraction from their dry academic jerk-off sessions too. I've seen it a dozen times. Sorry to be so blunt. But you seem like a person who is putting their attention in all the right places and I don't want to see that compassion squandered on people who won't ever show you the same consideration. You can find people who actually walk the walk, they're everywhere.

[crazilust]

Astro notes (3)

Hello, I’m back with a third astro notes. Please disregard anything that doesn’t make you feel good, remember these are just personal observations <3

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* Virgos really are a mess. They will do their best to keep the organized, put together persona, but the mess they’re going through behind closed doors is actually so intense. Whenever I get close to a Virgo, I’m a little shook tbh.

* Kinda unrelated to my normal content, but I really wonder how Dream (the youtuber) is handling the constant attacks to his physical appearance being a Leo and such. He kinda seems unfazed and keeps posting pics of him and videos, but idk. I’m curious how he��s handling it privately.

* I really do love me a fire x earth sign combo. Wether it’s friendship or relationship, I find them so energetic and chaotic lmao. Now, I’m gonna be honest I do think as a friendship, it works better. I also think each person has to have a varied chart in order to work. Someone with too much earth won’t really tolerate the intensity of the fire sign, and vice versa.

* Aries are not only trend setters, most of the time they are the ones to break generational traumas, mindset or traditions. They really, truly, do not give a fuck about what’s been done in the past or “what’s the right way to do this”. Lady Gaga, I believe, is the personification of that. On a personal level, it can definitely get annoying to deal with an Aries, but once you understand that they act that way because they’re trying to better themselves and by extension the world around them, it gets easier.

* Capricorns really fascinate me. I know the stereotypes around Caps is that they’re hardworking, focused on money, overly serious etc. I think part of it is true, but I think it depends on when you do meet them. If it’s before their Saturn return, you might actually meet a version of them that is actually struggling, quite immature, bad with money and overall disorganized. Remember, Saturn is severe and harsh. He doesn’t make it easy for its natives and I think it kind of explains why in the beginning of their lives, Caps are so all over the place. They get it together at one point though, and some become the stereotypical Capricorn.

* Also, on Capricorn, I’ve noticed they don’t really like when people mention their past selves. I mean, no one does, but with Caps it seems even more severe. It’s like they’re trying their hardest to dissociate from that past self that didn’t meet their ideals. I know a lot of Capricorn that even go by different names than their younger self. Crazy.

* Each element has their strength. Fire signs, it’s their will. Air signs, their intellect. Water signs, their emotions. Earth signs, their consistency. In the same vein, that same strength can quickly turn into their worst flaw. Fire signs can get really egotistical when trying to reach their goals. Air signs have a tendency to be condescending and mock others for their emotional reactions. Water signs can use emotional manipulation tactics to get what they want. Earth signs can get often stuck in their ways, no matter how toxic or unhealthy it may be.

* Cancer in 12th makes you despise your emotions, even when you rationally know that “it’s okay to feel that way”. Most often than not, they project that hatred/disdain towards other people and can’t tolerate really emotional people.

* We have to stop thinking that only earth signs and the sign of Leo is an indicator of fame. Sure, they can be indicator, but I do believe that we disregard the many types and layers of fame. Also, the way celebrities will interact with their fanbase and how they’re remembered is important. I truly believe every sign can be famous, but it won’t manifest the same. Is it easier for some signs? Sure. But every sign, using their strength could achieve it.

* Talking about fame. If you really want to achieve it, I think it’d be interesting to use your MC, North node, Mercury, Venus and Rising sign to achieve it. By checking in with your Moon sign needs, you could then regulate the right path for you. Some people truly don’t mind using drama to create traction even if it means hate, while some people could not tolerate it. Anyways, I’ll do a whole other post about it.

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So yea! That’s my comeback y’all. Lmao I’m sorry, life’s been rough. That last retrograde tried to take me outtttt, I swear.

Dolly.

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[piviani]

what enhypen members needs to work on

to become the best version of themselves

( disclaimer: please do remember to take my readings with a grain of salt. i am in no way a professional tarot reader and all of this are alleged and is for entertainment purposes only. )

yang jungwon

ten of swords

somehow swords always shows up to him. what he really needs to work on is his are emotions and his charasteristic where he has no confidence at all. low self esteem. he tends to burden himself with responsibilities alot. so it would be better if he starts on working on himself not for the sake of others but for his own sake alone.

he may have the mentality to always feel or need to catch others for their own problems? i dont wanna cause issues, but whenever i do a reading on jungwon he always feels burned out, exhausted, and sad. it seems like he wants to crave validation from people. someone who could feel what he feels. he doesnt show his emotions alot. so it would be a really great start to befriend with a non-toxic circle and a non toxic environment that understands why hes like he is and why its hard with opening up.

lee heeseung

king of pentacles in reverse

oh what he needs to work on are his characteristics of being overly workaholic and stubborn at times. he may be too quick on his shoes especially if it involves his work without even roughly thinking about the consequences he might face and things he might lose along the way. as long as theres a starter lane he can run over its already enough for him. theres times he might leave things as it is if it doesn’t benefit him anymore.

heeseung has the tendencies to lose touch with the reality too, he might be overly intune with the idealism world he creates. sometimes losing touch with the reality has its side effects. (nothing bad about dreaming, he just might be into it that he might start to abandon it will actually need consistent hardwork) so he should work on these things to improve his life and become the best version of himself.

park jongseong

wheel of fortune - queen of pentacles

i was wondering what the wheel of fortune meant cause this doesnt seem like something that could be worked on. its one of the major symbolic cards. probably the only thing i could consider as slightly negative is where it will always have ups and downs. its a wheel after all—and in every transition, a big change occurs. so anyway, i pulled for confirmation and queen of pentacles came out. well—with the former card, it might be true in a sense that fate are always there for him. however we should take queen of pentacles into an account. he may take responsibilities for his loved ones too much so he should tone it down. things dont always look good just because it is for the external. best believe as unfortunate it sounds being a giver always causes troubles too. may tend to neglect himself while taking focus on the others thinking it could help him. so he should work on this :) hes too nurturing it backfires him.

sim jaeyun

two of wands

2 of wands, for jake to become the best version of himself—he should learn to focus on his personal goals. tha card shows a man standing holding an earth (or basically his world) with his right hand and a wand in his left, and with my own interpretation, it’s saying him that jake should learn to focus more on what’s infront of him than just standing. its the actions that matters. you cant be standing for so long or you could be left behind. he should learn not to settle for less with this. he may always be indecisive too—whether he should just stand and stay, or move forward by wanting more. he may be a thinker more than a taker. or like idealistic more than realistic. though there’s the passion, drive don’t do everything. he needs his own resolve so he could become the best version of himself.

park sunghoon

queen of wands

another wands, though queen of wands may mostly have an uplifting and positive meaning, this could also mean that sunghoon may have tendencies to be too self centered because of his confidence with his individuality. may be too independent as well. he should learn how to rely on others too as too much independence can cause you to isolate with others making it hard to open up his scars and wounds. he may be the type to be closed off yet helps with people with their own certain circumstances with his drive and force? just really not with himself which causes this destruction. so its really adviced for him to be communicative. (ive noticed most enha are not really great with communication and would rather keep it all by themselves, including sunghoon himself) like though they might everything’s alright already it might not be? sunghoon needs to stay still and allow others to walk through his inner. its not bad to be dependent sometimes.

kim sunoo

the tower in reverse

tower in reverse.. it seems like sunoo doesn’t face his personal problems because he believes walking through it causes more trouble than running away. so he turns his back instead. sunoo’s always scared to change that it becomes a toxic repetitive cycle. this seems like it will not change any time soon either. he will try and try to resist any transitions until it exhausts him. he may have low self esteem which causes this. sunoo doesn’t really see a light behind the darkness? neither would like to change this cycle. he would rather keep running instead of facing it. change are inevitable, sunoo should learn how to take this into an account and accept the undeniable transformations that needs to be taken for the future as this is a major part when growing up. (as much as i wouldve loved to deep dive more and pull a card but i dont think im allowed further. such heavy energy, this is all i can do.)

nishimura riki

the hanged man in reverse

the hanged man usually symbolizes detachment, discontentment and impulsiveness. these are what riki should take into an account for him to become the best version of himself. he seems to be the type to make his impulsiveness a mechanism to direct the fact that he always feels low, like just so he could feel thrill. he’s young so there seems to be days where impulsiveness takes over. im seeing impatience in his part as well. a bit naive. originally in the upright—we can see the man hanging there by his own free will, but this is in reversed—so im seeing some certain circumstances where he just let people control him rather than fighting for what he feels symbolizes him more. or hes standing in standards that doesn’t align with his will. this could also be the problem. he should learn how to let his thinking be aligned with his will. impulsiveness are not always the answer. he shouldnt retrain himself just because others said so. he needs how to form his own freedom of speech lol.

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[pinkmoondoll9shihtzu]

Lol how do i explain this chain of events...

there's no way i can make it brief xD So..today i was in an odd mood, feeling so sensitive that any time someone talked to me i almost flinch from how overwhelming it is. And a certain heaviness. sunday is slimbo's only day off tho so i wanted to hang out. We decided to draw, and as we were finishing setting up i suddenly remembered my stereo & how i havent used it all winter. i grabbed it from my room n put it on slimbo's bedroom floor , i was sitting next to it as we focused on drawing for a few hours n listened to CDs.

then as we were about to eat dinner slimbo suggested we watch sopranos. i was reluctant due to my mood today, and ok hear me out: Something about sopranos has like, consistently felt really psychic to me, cus i dont watch it that often but every time i do it's like. that episode will be freakishly synchronized w something happening in my life at that moment. usually in a metaphorical way. Could just be power of suggestion but ive never rly had that with a show before except for a few animes.

ANYWAYS..i agreed to watch it because i felt it to be fateful that slimbo suggested it. like Ok what message is this supposed to send me today, might as well see since i'm already in this strange mood. We sat on the ground where i was drawing and started watching. and ofc, (spoiler warning,) ofc the last ep we watched was the one where junior shoots tony, so this episode is the one where tony's dying in hospital (and having his prolonged dream sequence). Which, if you know me, you maybe know about my Core Wound, but if you dont, well, it definitely involves hospitals and death and fathers. So i'm just sitting there watching like LMAO 🙂 Ok Guess this is what's on tonight's agenda Let's Gooooo 🙂

and i can see slimbo keeps looking at me with an expression like "we can turn it off" but i was like nah im going to watch this im curious now. (i havent seen season 6 of sopranos in 6 years and its the season i have the least memory of because when i watched it i was high as fuck on opiates due to getting my appendix removed (awful experience) so it kinda feels like my first time seeing it). i keep watching and THEN. THE WEIRDEST SHIT OF MY LIFE OCCURED

the fucking scene. Where carmela's in the hospital room with tony and she receives a stereo from chris. she takes it out of the box and i'm like wait....it's only showing the back of it at first, but it looks so familiar, i look over to my right where my stereo is coincidentally sitting on the floor next to me with the back facing me. it's the same. then i see her open the cd slot. ITS THE EXACT SAME FUCKING STEREO SAME color SAME model SAME Everything !!!! and the part that freaked me out most is that my stereo is always just sitting on top of my tv i almost never move it even when i use it but at that moment it just happened to be sitting there on the floor RIGHT FUCKING NEXT TO ME !!!

idk. it gave me kind of an adrenaline rush. it freaked me out. like that is bizarre i dont know. especially with the context of the stereo in the show and how it's there in the hospital to play music for tony as he's basically dying. hospital scenes r always like, intense for me on a cellular level. but that just kinda blew my mind. i got this stereo from a thrift store 2 years ago i had no idea it was in the show lol. IDK. i feel like there's a message here. something to do with my dad and healing and music. See im telling you like.....sopranos makes me consistently feel that God is joking around w me, its ususlly just a feeling but today it was tangible. so.... o_o

#timing

[i-love-yoi]

Your first kiss

Characters: RW Omori Gang (Sunny, Basil, Aubrey, Mari, Kel, Hero.)

TW: Actions occur after the death of Mari, Suggestive, Fluff, Romantic Relationship, GN! Reader, alcohol.

The most interesting thing that began writing this on March 1, and finished on April 12. In fact, the reason for the absence was that we are the last trimester, control and independent, so I try to learn how much it is more likely to study that there is no triple in the year. You should think, already next year I will go to 9 grade and I'll need to ren PSE ... (public state exam(in Russian is OGE)) and I have issued from school, oh ... And I also repaired on Kazuha (Genshin) and was engaged in characters. Mona was falling, but hope is dying the last.

Sunny

• Okay, let's immediately understand that the first step is to explicitly you-

• Well, it's too humulated for this.

• But of course he will not show it.

• But even thinking about this, it can be easily seen as its pale cheeks acquire a more pinky or red tint.

• But be sure, in the world of dreams, he is the mild bird.

• In the world of dreams you will be like that innocent and unsure anime with a schoolboy, and he's like a real man, having dragged you to myself for the waist, embrace, pressing itself, and you will find your sweet lips on your own, slightly suysid your lower lip, and sharing a more good kiss with you.

• But this is only in the world of his dreams and dreams, in reality he did not even immediately start you hugging, even if you consisted in a relationship for the month of so 5-

• Yes, he can be hung on touch and tactical after the one of the 4th of the year was held, and where his listeners were only 4 of his walls, and the pillow with the blanket, but act first he is afraid, not used to.

• It's better to start with the help of he kisses you on my own cheek so that he himself decides to do so, and not you asked him.

• This will be great progress.

• But I do not think that you can wait for this long time.

• Therefore, if you want to finally normal kisses, everything is in your hands.

• One day you sat along the bednuny bed, about what's bolt, honestly, you do not really feel and remember what you've already said there.

• At one point, you just looked directly into the eyes of the Sunny, not blinking and not taking a look, looking straight into your eyes.

• From this guy slightly foamed, porrhea, and his eyes began to run around the parties, not wanting to keep injured so long.

• You approached him stronger, why your faces were pretty close, so that you have been fully facing his nose with their nose, pressed against each other.

• Now the Sunny was to bring his view, besides how to watch directly in your eyes.

• You severely sighed if it was preparing for something grandiose, which was clearly grandiose.

• A little tilt the head in the side, having released more space, you have even slightly approached face to his face, covering his lips with her.

• He had pretty cold lips and rough, but it did not interfere with you.

• The face of the guy was changed in surprise, and the cheeks were blown as never before blogged.

• He faded the breath, did not move and just as if the goldenbel, turning into a clean stone.

• He held the breath for so long that you were even afraid that he will now fall into the overestimate of oxygen starvation.

• You slightly cover the torso guy with hands, pressing yourself, and trying to deepen the kiss.

• If you are trying to do this, then nothing will come.

• Suddenly you felt like the Sunny slightly walked, and his wet from the saliva tongue slightly began to penetrate you into the mouth, exploring the new territory for him, like a cat that he studied a new apartment.

• This swung you into the shock, but the shock quickly replaced at satisfaction and enjoyment, and you split your languages together, like a chain.

• The language was treated on each other, like sometimes your bodies, because from euphoria, your hormones jumped throughout the body, forcing your back of the body slightly grind.

• In the kiss you then and it's slightly and rarely, but they made from the same pleasure.

• You pressed each other as you can be stronger, as if trying to just merge into one whole, absorbing each other.

• Soon you fall on the bed, Sunny lying on my back, and you lying on it.

• Finally, wherever the minutes of the free, you will freeze your mouth, and from the languages the bridges brings out, which is later destroyed because of the great distance between languages.

• You both are red and red slightly breath.

• Sunny slightly acquires you behind the back in mind, stroking.

• Well, for you two, it was clearly amazing and unforgettable experience, is not it?

Basil

• Listen, for him the recognition-the highest degree of courage and dominance, seriously.

• He and so not very self-confident and calm boy.

• Yes, it seems to me, Basil 24/7 is a wide variety of, but basically disturbing thoughts.

• And they eat it 24/7.

• Of course, when you spend time with you, for it time for them, and they are muffled, but not completely.

• The felt of the most disturbing thoughts continue to overtake it and punish, asmeniously organic parasites, eating by the affording and reflecting it completely, for example as ascarids.

• Because of this, as I think, for Basil recognition in love would be the highest degree of courage, at least for him.

• So, again, the whole destiny of your relationship with Basil is only in your beautiful handling.

• In fact, I advise you to start with gentle and brief kisses in the cheeks or foreheads, such gentle and children's, that you did not dream.

• It is a kind of preparation or something on the like.

• After making the kiss this first time, you will already understand that I mean under the preparation.

• Only from a kiss in the forehead will be quite embarrassed and even blinks.

• First, as I think, it is because the Basil is quite difficult to adapt to changes in life, again because of the alarming thoughts.

• He was afraid that you rejected it, he was afraid of losing you, as one day lost Sunny, that he promised to be together, sharing their hard wear, and in the end he himself and locked in his home for 4 years.

• After all, as they say: "Sunflower can not survive without the sun, but the sun can safely live without a sunflower."

• And you became his personal sun, which is finally with him.

• I also think that Basil has little received compliments, and in general attention from the parents and yes.

• Being a quiet and hard shining, it was difficult for him to attract anyone's attention, and he only quietly sat in his company's friends, enjoying their conversations, and not deciding to intervene in them.

• So kissing, even such tiny and children for him were something new and clearly pleasant that forced his heart to take strikes, forcing blood to faster the vessels, and throwing adrenaline to the blood.

• Therefore, I advise, let's say, it is prepared.

• It will get used to it soon, but do not need to wait for full addiction, it is enough to achieve a less rough reaction of his body to a children's kiss, and you can already get to more interesting and magical.

• But I think your first kiss went not in the most pleasant events or not in the most pleasant scenario.

• You often went home to Basil, at least because you liked their flowers, their petals and how they blossom.

• But of course, mostly you were there in order to have a pleasant time with your boyfriend, Basil.

• Memories, stories, reading, his stories about various plants and photos, you liked everything so much.

• When you come to the house, you were met by Polly, as usual.

• She was a cute and good woman, and also glad that you support Basil, making it clearly happier.

• Approaching the door, going to knock, warning about his arrival, you could hear some kind of bomping and a little shippers.

• Oh.

• Sometimes, although not even sometimes, and often the Basil had some break low.

• The anxiety covered his body, and the brain forced him to absorb all the alarming thoughts and memories, allowing anxiety only to be rooted in his psyche, he was wearing strongly than before.

• You decided not to knock, and they entered quietly, closing the door behind you, not wanting to frighten the Basil.

• He did not tell you that he was worried or anxious, apparently, completely unaniming to you, so you could not just run it around him and allow him to get all their problems and alarm again to himself.

• It was hurt to see you as he trembled, cold sweat drained on his forehead, tears drained through the cheeks, and his breath is stolen and breathes it through the mouth.

• He's a non-hit, something forgivent for me, vigied himself and repeated only one thing: "Do not go away from me. Do not leave me."

• You quietly came to it, slightly worshiping to try to see his face.

• What did he go out of you.

• More specifically, what you found it in this state.

• He believed that if you attach it in such a state, then consider it a pathetic, because the majority believed it is not?

• It was hysteria, nervous breakdown.

• His voice broke down, broke and sometimes moved to high tones.

• He grabbed you for the shoulders, repeating only that you do not leave it, did not leave it and what he is sorry for him.

• He did not want to stay alone again.

• He did not want to stay again withdrew with these horrific thoughts and fault, which day from the day he devourced him.

• You tried to calm it, but he did not even listen, so you have moved to radical measures.

• Yes, you invaded completely in his personal space, without demand, but another way out, most likely, you would not come up with.

• Your soft lips cover it slightly swollen lips, forcing it finally shut up.

• The taste of saltity from the tear was felt in your mouth, but it was not so salty to make you offset from such soft and warm lips.

• You seem to be merged into one whole, enjoying the proximity and attachment of each other.

• First you did not feel any movements from Basil.

• And only a few minutes that he seemed to be embarrassed, giving up your dominance.

• He opened his mouth, which allowed you to move further and make this kiss more sweet.

• Your language, your muscle went through the Basil mouth, a little exploring the new area and flew out in a beautiful and sweet dance with another mouse, with the language of the Basil.

• I assure you, you clearly could hear like that slightly Whining while a kiss.

• Well, it became clear the brightest event for both of you.

Aubrey

• Consider that there are at least a little, but you can rest.

• As for me, adult Aubrey is a roundline and more closed than her junior version.

• Although, it is understandable.

• In her childhood, she had friends, she was happy, spending time with friends, even with a chalet.

• But these her friends were betrayed, threw, left one then when he needed their support and love most.

• She remained one, starting to rot and bend, like a sweet fruit without the departure of the garden.

• Also, the problems in the family, especially with the mother, she was affected.

• That love that she had from the mother before, changed on the cold, drunk pigs, and maybe beat.

• Her betrayed all, at least, she believed so.

• Have they seen it like her badly? Did not they understand how she needs their help!?

• Apparently, no.

• Therefore, Aubrey is pretty closed and not trusting.

• She is like a watermelon, a hard outside, but soft, sweet and fragile inside.

• Therefore, you will be difficult with her, as I think.

• They look with Basil by the fact that both do not want to remain again alone, but unlike Basil Aubrey hides his real feelings, because of pride or fear.

• Although, after recognition, it will begin to show the paint it.

• This can be an unprecedented holding hand or for the waist, closing to himself, as if they wish to be with you next to always.

• Well, the first who knows about your relationships, it will be Berly, because Berly is closest to it from the rest of the friends.

• If you did not consist in the bullee group, then you will be treated with a small contempt first, but quite soon you will become part of their family.

• You can think that because of Aubrey is pretty closed, this does not mean that it is shy to show you attachment in society or, God forbid, shy you.

• Oh, there is no, on the contrary, it is proud and even sampling you.

• You, mostly, always together, if you do not count those moments when you sit in your homes or in different places, but even despite this, you often refresh with it, talking about what only can you.

• You loved to sit together, next to it, and you can only chat about what.

• Especially from the abandoned lake with a berth and an old statue.

• Sitting on the shore, on the soft grass, you enjoyed a calm water of the water, which created different lace patterns because of a small wind.

• The wind was widely disposed of the water moisturizing and the pleasant smell of the lake.

• You liked to watch nature, and you were often distracted.

• Sitting on a soft grass, you looked attentively at the calm gesture of water, watching her movement.

• Aubrey noticed that you did not listen to it and just looked at the water, and began to call you.

• However, you did not even tear.

• After a minute, you felt how someone's fingers gently touched your chin, gently turning your head.

• In the same moment, your lips were covered by foreign hips, slightly blank, but all the same sweet.

• Your eyebrows have expanded to a second of a second, and you realized that you have so stolen the first kiss, but after, just slightly covering your eyes, you just succeeded with the pleasure, catching the moment.

• Heart faster the knob, pumping more blood, until the blood of the adrenaline is on the vessels.

• You dade, like cold ice cream on the filling sun.

• And this sun was Aubrey.

• You are ready to fall into its embraces, casing to it as strong as possible, if you want to merge into one whole, in one soul and body.

• You even stopped breathing for a moment, wishing that this moment remains eternal.

• But nothing lasts forever, it's still something that ends or changes.

• And however it was not sorry for it, but you had to stump from the Sweet lips of Aubrey, all the timely enviable data of the event.

• This Aubrey is just a bit smootherse, but very cute and giggled.

• Now, each time seeing this place, you two satisfy the same moment, and sometimes I repeat.

Mari

• Here you again double, and the group of friends again went to find ... who? Ah, it's already not important.

• Have you ever traveled with a group of friends, but why? Honestly, it's not clear whether you were weak or just did not want to be solved.

• But you had to stay alone with Mari, chat with her, something to discuss with her, and just spend time.

• But most of all you liked her touch and attachment.

• Her gentle feminine striking your head, deferring your strands from time to time, enjoying their texture.

• Your head is resting on the lap of Mari while the one sitting on the plate for a picnic with a plate of fruit, enjoyed your society and hair.

• You just like the only cat's pleasure, a pleasant smile enjoyed the Larad Mari.

• Suddenly, Mari came an idea to his head, and she immediately wanted to hear it.

• "Hey, Y / N, you want to play in one game game? Immediately tell you, this game is on trust! You must close your eyes and open my mouth, I'll put you something in your mouth, and you must say and guess what it is!"

• You agreed on this, even if you slightly nervous, hoping that Mari does not drain you in the mouth of the dusty rabbit, wholesaler milk or that either.

• No, you knew that Mari's good and not so evil to wip your mouth outlook products, but even the closest and kind person can fall into your back knife.

• You covered your eyes and opened your mouth, waiting.

• The first was the Mari's cookies, you immediately guessed this!

• It was sweet and slightly foam.

• Then there was bitter chocolate, because of which you wanted to drink to get rid of the bitterness.

• On the third round you felt a soft and gentle on your lips.

• It was clearly not food, but something else, something more sweet than sweets and more tender than pastel shades of different colors.

• You were curious that this is, or more precisely who is this?

• However, sweetness and enjoyment of this only striked your curiosity, forcing you to slightly pull up, and opening my mouth, stretch out the language.

• Your language met with another language, flewing together, as if a node, and not wanting to branched, wanting to remain forever forever.

• Boiling blood was pushed to your cheeks, giving out your feelings about this situation.

• Your eyelids have slightly trembling from pleasure, it's so cute and innocently looked from the side.

• This all lasts five minutes.

• It seemed another minute and you just faint from the heart or the attempt temperature in the body.

• You felt your lips again became free and slowly revealed your eyes.

• All as if changed light, it became more warm colors, but the beautiful purple sky was covered even more beautifully.

• You have seen the colorful, but the deep and satisfied face of Mari, and you immediately guessed that this, or more precisely, who was it.

• But you were only glad that this happened, having preserving this memory, and when repeating this situation, covering the marces from satisfying the situation.

Kel

• Oh, honestly, you were generally difficult to build up and develop your relationship.

• First, Kel for a long time had to get used to the fact that you are not just his best friend, but already a partner for love, with whom, perhaps, he had to spend the rest of the life.

• Well, in addition, no matter how Kel does not seem simple and easily susceptible, he is a few days, if not weeks, he behaved like this most obsessed fanware with a meeting with his cumir.

• Yes, what to say here, your diet is spruce grown less interesting to romantic meetings, not meetings of friends, and kissing in the cheek almost became acceptable.

• Although you really liked it to thus or not to relieve a retest in a basketball in a chest.

• You often went to the Kel's competition, loudly and brightly supporting its command.

• The breaks were silent to it, slightly bolting and maintaining it.

• And here, the last round, and Kel swears the basketball in the ring, adding the last and decisive point of his team, winning.

• Descending from the rostrum, you ran to Kel, joyfully congratulating it.

• It was seen that he was glad and excited.

• Kel has always been an active and emotional boy, expressing his true emotions without shame and conscience.

• He was very happy, so much that I even slightly bounce on the socks, slightly putting his hands.

• His smile was stretched almost up to the ears, showing his teeth in all his pain.

• Noticing how you came, he, not thinking, grabbed you for the shoulders, having dragged on his chest and tightened you in a deep kiss.

• His rubber lips covered your tightening and pleasure.

• It would seem like such simple movements, and in your heart has already storm with hurricanes, which make your butterflies in the stomach like to live, and score with their wings, in an attempt to take off, thereby tickle your belly.

• Honestly, you did not even stop it, you did not even want to stop trying to stop it.

• Roy of pleasant feelings so tightened you to this beam of pleasure, which you already had everything, did he sweat everything, or did you look at our two of his team.

• You have already been.

• All you wanted is so that this moment is preserved forever.

• For you, two world was suspended, you were like something on the whole world.

•After a while, you deepened this kiss, already surprising Kel, and thrusting your tongue, which, like a snake, crawled into Kel’s mouth, intertwining with someone else’s tongue.

•The pressure of pleasure and pleasure overwhelmed both of you, forcing you to press closer to each other.

•Kel's arms slid down, wrapping around your waist, pressing down on you.

•It was as if you were eating each other.

•But nothing lasts forever, ever, and this is sometimes a great pity.

•You pulled away from each other, blood pulsating in your vessels, forcing you to catch your breath slightly so that your thermoregulation would work.

•Suddenly, you remembered that in fact you were not alone and turned to Kel’s team.

•Everyone had eyes like balls, and some even had their mouths open.

•It turns out that Kel has not yet had time to tell them that you are now not just friends, but already lovers, and this is the reaction.

•Well, now Kel is expected to be teased by his team, but this is not so important, because the most important thing is the feelings that you both felt then.

Hero

•Oh, winter, winter, such a magical and pleasant time of year.

•There are many holidays in winter: New Year, Valentine's Day, and in Russia Maslenitsa.

•But now it’s December 31st, and you and Hero are already sitting at a not-so-large table full of various delicious foods.

•These include salads, sweets, and even fruits.

•You spent almost the whole day preparing food and cleaning his apartment.

•Yes, you celebrated the New Year in Hero’s rented apartment.

•Why not? What's the point of celebrating New Year alone when you can celebrate it with your loved one?

•Having fun cooking and cleaning, you both, already a little tired, sat at the table, discussing something.

•Surprisingly, you two managed to eat while cooking, and now you two were absolutely full.

•Honestly, this is your first New Year's Eve together in this relationship, and you were clearly glad that you could spend it together, growing closer to each other.

•The clock struck twelve, your glasses were filled with champagne, and with the joyful cry of people on the street and the majestic striking of the clock, you each made your own wish to yourself as you drank your glass of champagne.

•The most interesting thing is that this is the first time in 19 years that Hero drinks, or even tries alcohol, so he gets drunk pretty quickly.

•And already drunker, he began to cling to you, like a koala clinging to trees.

•His face is slightly red from the alcohol, he hugs you tightly, resting his head on you, and in a slightly unintelligible voice he says how much he loves you.

•Lifting his head and pulling away from you, he gently caressed your cheeks, pulling your face towards his and kissing your lips passionately.

•The smell and taste of alcohol appeared in your mouth, making you wince slightly.

•But despite this, you were only on the contrary drawn to him, and moving closer to him, you only deepened the kiss, intertwining your tongues, as if tying the knot like at a marriage ceremony.

•His hands roamed over your face, straightening your hair and stroking your cheeks, while your hands roamed over his body, stroking his chest.

•But the kiss, unfortunately, did not last long; later Hero became ill due to alcohol, and he pulled away from you, leaning his back on the back of the furniture.

•Even if it was a short kiss, it was clearly very bright and sweet, making your brain remember every moment of this event.

#omori #omori hero #omori kel #omori basil #omori sunny #omori aubrey #omori mari #omori x reader

[secondbeatsongs]

iCarly Meta, Part 5: Socko, Nominative Determinism, and How I Spend My Free Time

so, you may remember that I've made four separate iCarly posts before, because I am just way too into this dorky, ridiculous children's show.

well, over a year ago, I wrote this fifth one. and after some introspection, some really deep self-evaluation about what I want and where I'm going in life, I've decided that it's time to share it with the world at large

so...let's talk about Socko's family!

to catch you up: Socko is Spencer's best friend, who designs all of the fun socks that Spencer wears! he's first mentioned in s01e07 (iScream on Halloween), though some of his socks are shown as early as s01e02 (iWant More Viewers).

(technical note: production-wise, s01e09 is listed before s01e07, and I think that was intended to be Socko's introduction, and it would make sense, considering how Spencer describes him in that ep. but I can't prove this, and so we move on.)

while Socko is mentioned consistently throughout the show, he's never fully shown on screen. but, he does technically appear in an episode, because you can see part of his arm in s04e11-s04e13 (iParty with Victorious) when he hands Spencer the keys to his van.

Spencer and Socko have known each other since at least 1999 (as mentioned in s02e12, iRocked the Vote) when Spencer would have been 17 or 18. and despite Socko almost never being shown, it's clear that he spends a lot of time with Spencer, and that they're close. if Spencer needs something, Socko is always willing to call in a favor from one of his family members.

and boy, does Socko have a lot of very interesting family members.

let's go over some of them real quick:

Bernie is a welder, Otto is a used car salesman, Tyler designs neckties, Taylor is a tailor, Rob is a thief, Arty is an artist, Isaac is an optometrist, and Ryder is a motorcycle enthusiast.

are we noticing a pattern here?

every single one of these is an aptronym – a personal name that is aptly or peculiarly suited to its owner. and since all of these people are in some way related, this is fascinating to me.

it seems like Socko's family is really into nominative determinism – the idea that people tend to gravitate towards areas of work that fit their names. whether or not this is true of people in real life is unclear, but in the universe of iCarly, this is something that Socko's family is all about.

when did it start, I wonder? who was the first in the family to have a job or hobby that related directly to their name? and who continued that pattern? because someone named Bernard going by "Bernie" and taking up welding is one thing, but an entire family of people going into fields that have to do with their names is unsettling.

is this on purpose, now? do the parents in Socko's family choose names for their children based on what they want them to be? is there an expectation that each child will have to choose a profession based on what their parents name them?

I think there is. and I think it's fucked up.

imagine growing up knowing that your name would control your future career options. that no matter how you felt about your name, choosing a career or hobby that matched it is what would make your parents happy. that at least some portion of your parents' love is tied to the idea that you will be what they named you.

and depending on the name, the kids aren't always left with a lot of options! someone named Bernie could be a welder, a woodburning artist, a firefighter, etc...but for Taylor, there's really only one path to take.

what if a kid is trans? I just have to wonder, would they be judged more for not identifying with their assigned sex at birth, or for changing their name?

and one of Socko's cousins is named Mary. think about that with me for a second – Mary.

imagine that the only dream your parents have for you is that you get married. and not just fall in love! no, you were given this name because their express purpose, their biggest hope for you is that you get legally married.

what if Mary had been gay? what if she grew up with fear in her heart, knowing that the only thing her parents had ever wanted from her wasn't possible, was actually illegal, because of who she was?

or what if she had been aro, or ace, or just otherwise not interested in relationships? or what if she was interested in relationships, but not the serious, legal commitment of marriage?

my hope here (my one fragile hope) is that Rob, Mary, and Josh are siblings, and that their parents were trying to escape this part of the family legacy. maybe they named their kids Robert, Marian, and Joshua, and tried to steer clear of any obvious career choices – but then their sons started going by "Josh" and "Rob" and causing trouble, and "Mary" started talking about her upcoming wedding, and they knew that they would never be free of the family curse.

'cause it's gotta be a curse, right? I feel like at this point, it has to be.

but hey, worry not! because I think there are some loopholes.

Penny, for example, had a lot of choices – she could have minted coins, or built fences, or designed ball-point pens, or been a cashier (etc, etc). but she didn't do any of those things! she started a t-shirt company, and made shirts with fun phrases on them like "church pants" and "parole baby" and "chest words" (all shirts I would wear for real).

her job didn't have anything to do with her name – but she still followed the family pattern. she named her t-shirt company "Penny-Tees", and sewed a single penny into each of her shirts. instead of finding a name-based occupation, she made her own.

I really think it's brilliant – she got to do what she wanted, and her parents couldn't complain, because it still suited her name! and if this pattern is curse-based, she found a way around it by following it to the letter (but not exactly the spirit), and because of this, she got to make her own choices.

and speaking of jobs that may or may not suit one's name: let's talk about Socko.

early in the show when we're introduced to him, we know three things about him:

he knows where to find huge pumpkins

he sells Spencer all of his wacky socks

his name is Socko

but, thinking about that third point…is it?

like, is his name actually Socko?

let's look at Socko's family tree for a moment:

(ID in alt text)

(yes, I made this. it took over two days. I skimmed through many episodes, looked through a large amount of the old iCarly website on the Wayback Machine, and as far as I know, this is canon accurate.)

(shhh, this was absolutely a valuable use of my time. don't worry about it.)

look at his family. look at the names.

almost all of them are, well…normal names. names that could belong to any acquaintance, friend, or relative in your own everyday life.

the only real exceptions here are Freight Dog, Boomer, and Dr. Paxil – but if we're being real? "Freight Dog" is almost definitely a nickname, "Paxil" isn't that strange-sounding of a surname, and I have actually seen people named "Boomer".

so that just leaves…Socko.

"Socko" is not a people name. it sounds mean, but I don't know how else to word that – it's just not a name for a human person.

it would be a great name for a cat or a dog (especially if they had paws that were a different color from their body – man, that'd be so cute!), but it is not a name that many parents would willingly give to a human child. especially when all of the other siblings in the family have relatively normal names.

my theory, my hottest take: I don't think "Socko" is his legal name.

think about it: Socko and every single one of his siblings went into the fashion industry. even accounting for the fact that they probably wanted Penny to have a different career, would Socko's parents really want all three of their other children going into the same industry, especially one as tumultuous and challenging as fashion design?

I think not. I think they gave Socko a different name, one that they believed would lead him down a completely distinct career path. and then, like Penny, Socko found his own true calling – but instead of changing his occupation to match his name? he changed his name to match his occupation.

it is my belief that Socko's birth name…the name his parents gave him…

(drumroll please)

…was "Socrates".

now hold on, just stay with me here. because I swear that this does make sense, really!

so, back at the beginning of this post I mentioned nominative determinism, but that term wasn't actually used until 1994. before then, it was called "onomastic determinism" or "die verpflichtung des namens" ("the obligation of the name"), but it wasn't really…a thing? it wasn't something that people really studied, and when they did, nobody could seem to come to a solid conclusion about whether or not your name does actually influence your career choice.

I think that in some way, Socko's parents wanted an answer. they wanted an explanation as to why their family tree reads like a joke book. and by naming their kid "Socrates", they were sending that question out into the world, hoping for a response.

because there were really two options here – either Socko would grow up to be a philosopher, someone who could search for meaning in the pattern of family job-finding, or he wouldn't. and if he didn't, if he threw off the shackles of his name and did something else entirely, then that in itself would be an answer.

and sure, maybe his parents should have thought about how "Socrates" might be abbreviated. maybe they should have considered that he could grow up to design socks. but hindsight is 20/20, and I don't know if that's something any parent would expect of their child, so I won't hold that against them.

I will however, judge them for naming two of their kids "Taylor" and "Tyler" – like, my god. can you imagine how often people got them mixed up? it's inhumane.

even worse if they were twins! though actually, that would make some kind of twisted sense – to give twins names that not only match, but that would lead them to careers in the same industry. maybe they wanted them to go into business together? hoo boy.

anyway, sorry, I've gone off-topic. back to Socko – or should I say, Socrates.

"Socrates" is a pretty fun name. two parts of it are σῶς (sôs, “safe and sound”) and κράτος (krátos, “power”), which is an interesting name meaning for a dude who was executed for corrupting the youth.

(I'm talking about the philosopher here – as far as I know, Socko from iCarly was not executed for corrupting the youth. at least, not yet.)

and if we keep thinking about Socrates (the philosopher), I think there's another reason that this name fits: we know fuck-all about Socrates.

sure, he's well-known – lots of people know about his ideas, and the Socratic method – but…he never actually wrote anything. everything we think we know about him, we learned from somebody else.

all of Socrates' interests, his skills, his beliefs? they were all things we learned from Plato, Xenophon, or (I guess) Aristophanes. we have no idea what the dude was actually like, outside of that.

just like we have no idea what Socko is like, outside of what Spencer says.

Socrates is a vital figure in the history of western philosophy, but all of the things we know about him are altered by the opinions of other people, filtered through the lenses of their perception.

and Socko is a vital character in the show iCarly, but all of the things we know about him – his hobbies, his opinions, his wants – are things we've heard second-hand from Spencer.

(you're laughing. Spencer Shay is a stand-in for Plato, and you're laughing.)

so in a very fun way, Socko (Socrates) did live up to his name…by being unknown to us, the audience.

us, watching this TV show the way chained prisoners watch shadows dance on the wall of a cave.

continuing down this rabbit hole…does this mean that one of the iCarly crew is Aristotle?

no…perhaps that's taking it too far.

(it'd be Gibby)

final notes:

I haven't seen all of the iCarly reboot yet (I'm on episode 3! I have mixed feelings, but I think one of the writers ships the thing that I ship, so that's fun), so if it mentions something about Socko lore, I unfortunately do not know about it.

fun fact: the ancient Greeks did often have names that were meant to have sway on their lives! for example: Hedistē ("most delightful"), Demotimos ("honored among the people"), Hippodamas ("horse-tamer"), Nikomachē ("victorious in battle").

additional fun fact: I asked one of the mods of the iCarly wiki, and they said I could put the family tree I made on the page for Socko's Family! :D

look! it's my thing! the thing that I made! how cool is that?!

(I'll be real; I am way too proud of this)

yes, two of Socko's family members have inaptronyms instead of aptronyms: Harry (bald) and Jean (allergic to denim). but in my mind, they still count – the names are still weirdly suited to their specific lives.

since I'm pretty sure "Freight Dog" is a nickname, I also took a crack at what I think his legal name might be. my theory? "Aaron".

(get it? Aaron? because he's in the air? okay, I'll see myself out.)

anyway, my new hobby is coming up with more family members for Socko to have. descend with me into the deepest reaches of The Headcanon Zone, and behold:

Lisa: She's a landlord (she leases apartments). Socko hates her.

Barry: A big ol' bear of a man. Or he could work for Gund or Build-a-Bear or something. That could be fun!

Mike: Audio technician

Amy: Sharpshooter

Summer: Camp counselor

Tony: Orthopedist. (toe-knee)

Marty: Owns and operates a supermarket

and because it's fun, my friend @wonderbound joined in and came up with these super great ones:

Drew: Illustrator

Cody: Programmer or hacker

Pete: Bryologist (he studies moss!)

Norm: He's just a guy

Flo: Plumber – or maybe, an expert in fluid dynamics

Hattie: Milliner (she makes hats)

Howl: Werewolf (or perhaps, the owner of a moving castle 👀)

Will: Estate planning attorney (he writes wills)

anyway, I think that's about it. thanks for coming with me on this adventure! I hope it was as much of a rollercoaster to read as it was to write, because yeah, it was a weird one over here.

I mean, it started out normal? but then the next thing I knew, I had gotten invested, made nine edits to the iCarly wiki, and designed that whole family tree. so I think maybe I went a little overboard with this one. xD

tune in next time, for…I dunno. I think my brain needs a break after that. but, eventually I would love to write more meta! just…maybe not all for iCarly? I have some things to say about Gravity Falls that I think are gonna blow your minds.

(not really; I just think it's great)

#icarly #icarly meta #socko #spencer shay #id in alt text #back on my bullshit etc etc #this is probably one of the best things I've ever written #I solidly lost my mind for a week and then woke as if from a dream #thinking...hey. maybe...I'm onto something here? #like maybe I connected the dots. I connected them #xD #but yeah. it took a while and a lot of thinking #but I did decide to put this on tumblr and not just on patreon #I think I'm okay with it now #tbh. the reason that I kept it only on patreon to begin with #was because there was going to be some weird overlap with a fic I wrote #one I never finished or published. a long time ago #but I decided...to not finish that fic #at least not now #so there's no risk of you finding my ao3 because of this post #and there won't be for a while. maybe not ever #that's what I was worried about #I try to keep my main fandom life separate from this blog #that's just how I like it to be #but now I think I can relax about that for a bit #and let you enjoy this post

[questionableratatouille00]

hello beloved!! I have a possible request if it interests you at all: how do you think Bucky would react to finding out the reader struggles with nightmares of their own? hopefully its not too vague, and i hope you are well!

ʜᴏʟᴅ ᴏɴ ᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴇᴍᴏʀɪᴇꜱ (ᴛʜᴇʏ ᴡɪʟʟ ʜᴏʟᴅ ᴏɴ ᴛᴏ ʏᴏᴜ)

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x fem!Reader

Summary: Your boyfriend finds out something that only brings the two of you closer.

Warnings: ptsd, nightmares, Hydra Themes, nursing, ER/Hospitals, shrek (he’s totally a warning), blood, graphic(?) description of blood, reference to injury, gore, let me know if anything else needs to be tagged!

As the credits of Shrek 2 played, you stretched. You tilted your head back in a yawn, wiping at your eyes.

“I think that’s one of the best movies of our time.”

Bucky just shook his head, laughing. “I don’t really get it, but I trust you on that.”

You glanced over at your microwave, reading the time. 11:06 PM.

“You can stay here, y’know.” You hummed, looking over at him.

“It’s fine. I don’t live too far, anyway.” He replied, but you shook your head.

You’d been dating for around a year at this point, and he’d never stayed over at your place. You understood he had some struggles with physical intimacy due to his past, and you’d never pushed. But sometimes you felt that him not wanting to stay over was really a reflection on you, rather than his own anxiousness.

“Babe, it’s 11 at night. I’m not making you walk home at night in the middle of winter. Just stay here.” You tried to reason.

“Doll—“

“Bucky.” You cut him off. “I’m obviously not going to force you to stay here. But just know that you can.”

“I know, babe. It’s just..” he trailed off, scratching the back of his neck as he glanced away from you. You took a few steps closer, and he held his hands on your waist. You rested your hands against his chest, looking at him.

You waited patiently for him to gather his thoughts.

“I have..nightmares. And it’s stupid as hell, I know, but I don’t…I don’t want you to see me like that.” He made eye contact now, though it was clear he didn’t want to.

“Babe..that kind of thing will never change how I see you. Ever. I love you. I love you, James Buchanan Barnes. Nothing will change that. Not nightmares, not flashbacks, not anything PTSD related. I promise you.”

“You haven’t seen what it’s like.” He huffs out a laugh, looking away.

“Maybe not. But I know that no matter what it’s like, I’ll still be with you through it.” You slowly moved your arms to wrap around his neck.

“I’m gonna believe you on that.” He hummed.

“Aw, c’mon, when have I ever lied to you?” You chuckled.

“Remember when you told me you didn’t finish my leftovers that one time?”

“Well—that’s—listen—“ you sputtered, and he just laughed.

He grew serious again after a moment. “Seriously though. I’m a grown adult, and—“

“Bucky, grown ass adults get nightmares too. Especially ones with trauma.”

He didn’t seem to believe you. “It’s not even always real memories. Sometimes it’s just made up things based on those memories. It’s so fucking annoying. But the memory ones are worse. By far.” He huffed, his eyes slightly widening to show his annoyance.

“I get them too, y’know.” You revealed. His eyes widened and his brows shot up at that. You nodded along at his surprise as he waited for you to explain.

“You know how I was a nurse before the blip?”

He nodded, aware of that fact.

“Sometimes I still get stress nightmares from working in the ER. It’s not as often, but they happen from time to time.” You confessed.

Your nightmares always played out in similar ways. You had the idea that your feet were killing you from walking around all night. Then to ere would be some emergency, and you’d be led into a patient’s room, and it would be a gory sight.

Some of these made up patients would be covered in wet, dripping blood that would just get everywhere. It would have the same consistency of water, and even if you never even touched them in your dream, you’d always see your blood soaked hands, the red drops dripping off onto the white tile below.

“They’re sometimes really stupid and nonsensical, but I still get them. And I didn’t even go through 70+ years of shit.” You finished your statement.

He leaned down to press his forehead against yours. “They’re bad, dollface.”

“I’m sorry, hon.” You murmured.

“And I never knew you had nightmares. You never said anything about it.” You could tell that this was his way of saying ‘knowing this makes me feel closer to you’.

“I thought you’d think it was dumb.” You chuckled.

“Clearly not.” He laughed a little, before pressing a gentle kiss to your lips. “I love you.”

“I love you too.”

A/n: I feel like I forgot how to write lmao, I dont know what happened with this one. Sorry for taking so long to get to your request! Sending lots of love, and happy holidays, beloved!!!

#bucky barnes x reader #bucky x reader #bucky barnes #bucky barnes fanfiction #bucky x you #bucky barnes x you #marvel #mcu

[lostacelonnie]

how would honkai 3rd play out if otto was wearing cursed long shoes that gave him an ungodly urge to kick people on the ass and he had to fill a one kick per arc quota and he couldnt take the shoes off because he was cursed into liking them

FIRST OF ALL this is literally my favorite ask i've ever gotten so thank you. second of all i hope you dont mind how chaotic this is but i literally wrote everything down exactly as it came to mind, didnt proofread before posting, and also i barely remember half the older arcs. third of all this is a long post so readmore blast 💥

where dreams began + the end of destiny: im sorry but i genuinely dont know what he was even doing during this time. im just gonna say if any anti entropy personel was caught by schicksal they were just unfortunate enough to be the victim.

under the falling sky: you know that scene where he fucking shoots hua. when shes Not Quite Dead Yet he kicks her to add insult to injury

from the deep ocean: once again, i have zero recollection of what he was doing. does he even appear on screen? oh wait yeah in that one bubble universe where he has an orphanage or whatever. good lord i have no idea who that guy would kick. weren't theresa and children the only people there? oh i dont remember this part of the story At All. wait wasnt there a scene where joachim got mad at him or sth? for killing his father? well there you have it. out of character for that particular otto but it's time for a child to get punted

a shooting star streaking across the night: clueless. any suggestions welcome. perhaps void archives gets it, as it is the only one consistently around otto

elegy to yesterday: during world serpent's attack on the divine key testing site, otto Sees His Chance and disguises himself to infiltrate the battlefield for the sole purpose of kicking someone. all the valkyries present know its him bc of the ridiculous shoes but frankly they dont care bc hes a good distraction

here lies bellflower: yet another arc i dont remember. just like, In General. other than the parts bianka was in [yes i am a parody of myself] and the general gist of what happened. so idk </3

taixuan dream: he kicks senti in self defense. moments before being strangled

remaining flames: not really in this one is he. WAIT ACTUALLY NO wasnt his consciousness attached to some random HoD puppet to get the core???? then i guess he just kicked another one and nobody cared bc HoD puppets are just Like That

thus spoke apocalypse: as recompensation for all the confusion earlier, he gets to kick a lot in this one. first of all the false god otto boss fight is different, adding an attack. The Kick. second of all, while fighting in the space near the imaginary tree, he can finally kick as many of them as he can

following his death, afterlife-otto has to defend himself from the angry mob of all the people that died because of him Somehow. and so he gets to kick people until someone inevitably steals the shoes from him in order to reverse the roles. this goes on for eternity. The End

#asks #Do I Even Tag This. #yeah i will #honkai impact #otto apocalypse

[dreaming-of-the-end]

futures and dreams (and other non-fading scars): Bianuca

A/N: Hi @uni-seahorse-572, I'm your secret santa! Thanks @song-tam for hosting!

Summary: Biana looks at her again, and her eyes are tinted red from exhaustion and pain but still they carry with them the Vacker power. The one she's craved and hated for far too many years.

TW: mentions of blood/violence/wounds

Tags: @steppingonshatteredglass @sunset-telepath @stardustanddaffodils @turquoise-skyyyy @skylilac @wu-marcy @saintashes @rune-and-rising @lavender-and-rainy-days @confusedamphibian @hellomyfriends @callas-starkflower-stew @a-harmless-poison @professionalwhalewatcher @theogony @gay-otlc @confuzzled-fox @almostfullnerd @athenswrites @synonymroll648 @squishmallow36 @xanadaus @honey-the-dinosaur-ate-our-kid

Biana's lips part as she sleeps, in soft contrast to the rest of her twisted face. Maruca wants to trace a finger down her skin, soothe the wrinkle between her brows, let her eyes rest easy instead of pressed tight.

At least she's finally asleep.

The bandages wrapped across most bare skin make the idea of rest impossible: three hours ago, she was pinned down to keep from writhing, with teeth clenched so hard they ground audibly as Elwin and Livvy plucked shards of glass from her skin, then poured a disinfectant elixir over the jagged wounds. The numbing elixir barely eased the pain for her. Elwin said some of the glass had gone too deep.

Maruca wants to hold her hand, but even if she could do that without causing her pain, she isn't sure what it would mean. Years before, there wouldn't have been any sort of hesitation, only relief, comfort, familiarity.

The thing is, she knows the feeling of her hand so well that seeing those fingers twitch in her sleep is a phantom pain, an absence so familiar that feeling it is easier than it would be to feel the real thing.

Biana's mouth purses and her face screws up on itself for a moment before fading back into worried sleep.

(god, that mouth.)

Livvy had taken her aside, an hour ago, when the bandages had just been wrapped and the color had still been gone from her skin. "Elwin will tell them that the scars might fade. He will give her a possibility, maybe a hope."

"And you?" Maruca asked.

Livvy looked at her. "Maybe in a hundred years, there will be nothing remaining from this day on her skin. But the scars will still be there."

Maruca scrubs at her face with her hands.

She can hear Fitz in the next room talking to his parents, swoops of anger filling the area before he remembers to keep his voice down. Della's sobs punctuate the conversation. Alden's voice is lower than usual, pieces of his crisp accent lost in raspy worry.

Sometimes, it's like it only took a day for their family to fall apart. But then Maruca remembers it really took two, even though she wasn't around for either of them.

One: Alden's mind break. Two: Alvar's betrayal.

She wonders if this day will be the third. She knows it would have been if Fitz and Dex had taken any longer, or if Livvy hadn't been in Atlantis, or if they hadn't found her in time.

Still, all she knows is that there was the last day she was there: when Della was smiling, when Alvar was making his stupid jokes, when Alden could tease his children without worrying about the consequences, when Fitz still had that laugh that didn't turn dark halfway through. When Biana's breaths were even and balanced and calm.

And then there was every day after. When she'd see them in public, or in meetings, or in school, and suddenly the memory of the planting scattered its leaves through every long-lasting look, or there was a missing piece from their unified front.

If they hadn't found her in time.

The thought is more than a prickle or a pang. It's an explosion, a road to a future without her. A future she never imagined, never wanted to imagine.

All the future she'd imagined consisted of kisses in the dark and smiles across a bright room and fingers tracing arms and thumbs scraping across cheekbones and dark hair twisted carelessly around a knuckle and limbs slung over stomachs—

Goodbye does not have to go both ways.

It doesn't even have to go one way. Biana never said goodbye, but neither did she. They never made a promise not to grow apart, but Maruca doesn't think it would have mattered.

In the end, it wasn't a clean break.

It was a drawn-out pull, like a strand of yarn from a threadbare sweater. It unraveled so quickly and so suddenly that all of a sudden Maruca was left with threads the size of hairs and no way to weave them back together. It took several months of wondering when it would happen and then all of a sudden she was gone.

Gone.

"I'm scared of losing you," Biana had told her once upon a time. Back before the first time falling apart. Not the Vackers, but them.

Well, great job, Bee. 'Cause now she's fucking terrified.

Biana stirs. 

Fitz is there immediately, thanks to his sixth sense that tells him whenever a sibling is either dying or betraying him. He leans over the bed, hand hovering an inch above her cheek, her hair, the closest he can be.

Maruca was scared for him, of him when she'd arrived. Eyes bloodshot, voice breaking every other word. He'd let go of her hand and then his nails had almost gone through his skin from clenching his fist too hard. He'd tried to smile at her and she caught a glimpse of a wild animal prowling, barely hidden anymore.

Dex had rested a hand on his shoulder, and it calmed and provoked him, sending him pacing and tearing his hands through his hair and eventually, sitting by her bed with his mouth moving, whispering to her what she'd never be able to hear. Dex sat beside him for hours, even if he's gone now, mixing elixirs for the scars that will never truly fade.

Maruca sits on her other side, staring at the bandages and thinking that maybe she should go into healing if only so she'd have some idea of how to be useful.

"Biana," Fitz whispers. Her eyes crack open.

Maruca almost retreats, but she's never hidden before and she refuses to now. She crosses her arms over her knees and twists her fingers together.

"Did we win?" Biana asks, her voice gravelly from sleep and screaming.

Fitz hesitates.

"They saved the city," Maruca says. Biana's eyes widen, flicker over. Then they drink her in like there's no one else she'd rather see and there it is. The reason she fell for her in the first place. That power, that makes her feel like no one else in the world matters, like no one else could make her complete. Maruca clears her throat and refuses to look away. "Linh did. And Sophie, Keefe. They saved Atlantis. Gisela tried to flood it, but they blocked up the barrier, held back the ocean."

Biana tries to sit up, mouth pressing into a fine line as she feels all the bandages over her neck, cheek, arm, and side. Fitz helps her, eyebrows pressed into a worried line. Still, relief eases the tension in his neck, the stiffness in his shoulders.

"So, did we win?" Biana repeats.

"Some will say yes. The Council will say yes." Maruca shrugs. She sees the gray in Biana's skin and can't imagine how it can fit together with victory. "I don't know."

"Sophie's parents," Fitz says. "They're safe. Everyone is safe."

Something eases in Biana's face. "Some losses. Important wins."

"You could say that," Maruca says. Biana looks at her again, and her eyes are tinted red from exhaustion and pain but still they carry with them the Vacker power. The one she's craved and hated for far too many years.

She's absorbed, as everyone ends up some way or another where Biana Vacker is concerned. It's not that she thinks of nothing else, but it is that along with all those other things she's still there, lingering just behind as an echo. Maruca considers a question on her Universe worksheet and finds the stars reflected in teal eyes.

This is the Vacker effect. The pull, the gravity of it enough to harness the moon into orbit. The power leaks from them like tea drips from a teabag once it's turned the boiling water dark. You can sense it when they walk into a room. Any of them, but especially her.

At least, this is what Maruca assumes everyone else sees.

For a moment, the feeling disappears and a weight takes its place in a band around Maruca's throat. The feeling is missing her, and it's not that it abates but that it's overwhelmed by hating her.

In the end, she's the first to look away.

#summer's writing #kotlc #keeper of the lost cities #biana vacker #maruca chebota #bianuca #maruciana #kotlc writing #kotlc fic #angst #angst without a happy ending

[gogandmagog]

If you had L.M. Montgomery as a pen pal and were able to have her expound on or clarify (3) Anne events or plotholes what would you choose?

(ESL so I’m apologizing if the format of this question is poor.)

No waaay, the format of this question is actually perfection and so's your English! And the question itself, too. Do you know that you’re one of my most elusive LMM mutuals? I have hardly any clues about your viewpoints… and I’d love nothing better than to be able to hand you a mic, and sit down tailor-style in front of you, while you shared your takeaways. (All this to say that I’m returning this very question to you, in your own ask-box, the very next moment after I press ‘post’ here!)

1.) About the aftermath of Walter’s ‘going away.’ Especially, was there any kind of memorial or funeral? Can the narrative catch Una up in its grasp at that moment, if there was? Montgomery communicates grief with such harrowing candour after both Matthew and Joy’s deaths (even Ruby's!)... we get these really saudade and wrenching passages that will never go stale against the readers feelings because each time they bring you to burn with the intimacy of fresh sorrow... but then here comes ‘Rilla of Ingleside,’ and we only get mild surface knowledge of Anne’s long emotional convalescence or one-line mentions of Rilla’s initial shock and her own bitter nightly weeping. The whole thing almost feels like a deferred action to me, comparatively. I don't really like books that consistently spoon-feed you tragedy because I find they typically start insisting upon themselves, but I could have used a little more detail in this particular instance. But maybe I just wish for more Walter, always!    2.) I’d grin soooo stupidly if we could get Shirley’s birth year sorted — his whole entire timeline set out in a clear and linear fashion, really. If we could also hear more about his life (before, during and after the war), I’d be riveted, I’m sure. Where Andrew Stuart has his epic on the life of Methuslela that he dreams of writing, I have my own Shirley (+Mi’kmaq girl) Blyography to dream of writing in a really white whale sort of way.

3.) Hey, and you know what? One small inconsistent thing that has always bugged me, that I’ve just now remembered, thanks to this ask... in the chapter ‘Dawn and Dusk’ in House of Dreams, we’re told that Phil, with her big golden heart, wrote Anne a congratulatory letter as she’d heard of Joy’s birth... but not of her death. But this is puzzling to me, because... exactly who would've told Phil that Joy had been born, but not that she’d passed? This chapter is titled ‘Dawn and Dusk’ because the wee white lady lives only from morning to evening. Anyone that knew of Joy’s birth, knew also of her death. Certainly, Anne wasn’t writing far-reaching announcement letters in those very short hours of gladness she was given. Gilbert knew from the first that Joy could not live the day out, so we can fairly rule him out, too. Susan and Marilla are further impossibilities, as they were made aware of the looming sorrow almost just as soon as they were aware of Joy’s arrival. The only others at the House of Dreams at that time were Doctor Dave and a nurse. It'd be absurd if it was them. So…?

#thaaaanks for this

[spiritsofprogress]

Here’s how Figment can still win | updating the attraction

I envy those who got to experience the ride in its original form with dream finder and all, I really do. I remember being a kid In the early 2000s and my grandpa was excited to take us on it as it was his favorite ride, only to find it completely different. However, what you might not expect me to say is that I don’t think the current iteration of journey into imagination is bad! Do I think it lives up to the original? No, but Dr.Channing is decent and the concept is quite cute.

The problem is this iteration is a clear patch job done nearly 20 years ago and they’ve let it sit ever since. This sucks. Especially considering Disney and Epcot clearly realize how much pull Figment has as a character, people adore this purple dragon years after his debut (remember the popcorn bucket?). They’ll slap him on anything and everything for festivals… but his ride? Actual non festival attraction related merch? You get a shirt or two if you’re lucky! When I went recently there was a single shelf reserved for figment related items. A single shelf in a decently sized gift shop that was mainly filled with the same Toy Story summer line they overestimated in popularity. (I’ve never seen anyone buy or have something from this line). The state it’s in is sad, especially considering Disney pulls on figments popularity! He’s getting a meet and greet again so can we finally update the attraction! … I’ve also heard rumor of the rainbow tunnel returning….

My solutions-

As much as I wish it could, I don’t know if we’ll get the dream finder version of the ride back, but here’s my idea on how to update the ride with the storyline we do have. It’s a cute concept but they’re not doing it to the best it can be.

1. Make it longer! To say they shortened journey into imagination is a understatement, I have no idea what they’re using half of the building for. Make it longer- maybe do go into the smell and taste labs. Make some more elaborate scenes- show that chaos figment has brought to the institue! One of the best gags is in the queue and the poor secretary of Dr.Channing answering the phone every few seconds - give me that energy! Give me… imagination running wild! That’s literally the storyline with figment but he feels so… constrained? Lack of space as it’s so short.

2. 2D figment. I beg of you. I know when the ride was redone 3D animation was new and all the rage but… I’m sorry 3D figment is terrifying and super dated. Soft, cuddly and cute 2D figment is timeless. It wouldn’t be that hard to go over the same scenes just with a drawn model instead, this is a quick fix to Rodger rabbit it.

3. More characters. I’m not even asking for animatronics but you need to give us something more. Again, that secretary is just a gag but its such a good show of story we don’t get on the actual attraction. A fun idea you could do is have “Dean Finder” come out and be the only one to be able to calm figment down/understand him? Sort of nod to the OG besides just a door THEN they open Channings mind to imagination as something to be free. This equally lengthens the attraction.

4. It just makes me sad as they have a really good concept here and ERIC FLIPPING IDLE but don’t utilize such a great comedic actor to the potential I know they could have. Another thing I’d request is the return of a good imageworks that’s not 99% photo opportunities with random characters not seen anywhere else. Additionally if you don’t want to make a lot of merch for the ride that’s fine… make the gift shop smaller, which shouldn’t be a issue if you make the ride longer again.

It’s fascinating to me that Disney consistently lets such a beloved attraction down despite using it for merch and festivals. It’s also fascinating that despite getting a whole makeover the park is leaning into a retro futurism feel and a “Epcot center” vibe (this is a good thing). But again ignores this ride- It’d be costly, sure, what isn’t, but I think it’d be worth giving just a bit of attention.

#disney parks #disney world #walt disney world #Epcot #epcot center #journey into imagination #journey into your imagination #figment #figment the dragon #dreamfinder #Nigel Channing #disney rides #eric idle

[py6oto]

more hlvrai x yume nikki au stuff!!!

this post is gonna have a lot more text than my usual posts. so sorry if you don't want that.

so people seemed to really like my idea (which is really unexpected !! i didn't expect it to gain any attention at all!!! but its also super awesome and im so glad they do!!) so ive been brainstorming a little bit.

heads up i know yume nikki is a very ambiguous game but im pretty new to it so if i happen to get any established information wrong please let me know !? ty !!

anyways. before we do the effects. please take some sprites.

(body horror ((multiple eyes, messed up limbs, gunshot sounds)) under the cut!!! pls stay safe !!! ) (also a huge lore dump. sorry!)

id think this au takes place in a universe where the resonance cascade was real (aka not a game or simulation) and it'd be like, maybe a few months after it. gordon is traumatized as hell and it haunts his subconscious to the point he feels the need to isolate himself completely. he relives his trauma through eerily consistent dream worlds and then dies on a random tuesday. credits roll. audience cheers. wonderful story.

the vision for the sprites is that tommy functions as a "friendly" npc (like monoko and the other girl i forget the name of please forgive me) and benrey functions as poniko, uboa being "xenrey" or essentially messed up alien benrey (the weird...white...blood....world...room...uboa takes you to when you interact with it is simply replaced by xen. that's it. benreys house is a direct gateway to that time gordon fought god and won and isn't that amazing.)

i might remake the "uboa" sprite in the future because i don't really like it right now. im very new to pixel art and imitating YMNK's style is a little hard.

i like to think this imaginary game would have the teensiest tiny bit of dialogue, only when interacting with benrey. when you interact with his "regular" form, he says "you're not supposed to be here." and repeats it every time you interact, not saying anything else.

i know one of the biggest things that makes yume nikki stand out is its lack of dialogue, but listen, i think it would work well!!! seeing as this is the only time a character actually talks to gordon through understandable dialogue (unless i come up with something else!! haha) i think it would be confusing and throw players off because it breaks the pattern of being either ignored or silently acknowledged. someone talking directly to you after hours of isolation is confusing and unpredictable. which is what benrey is. confusing as hell!

im not sure what function tommy would offer, if any, i kinda want him to maybe give gordon an effect (soda effect could work?)

i dont think he'd bring any jumpscares or intentionally unsettling things to the table. seeing as he was the only one by gordon's side when the rest of the team proved itself to be a threat, i think it's logical he'd remember tommy in a warmer light than the others- which is reflected in how instead of unsettling or ignoring gordom, dream tommy simply smiles and gives him the ability to drink a soda any time. soda effect.

does this soda effect make you see faster like tommy said?

as much as i'd love to, no. probably not. because i have no idea what the hell seeing faster means.

maybe you can get a caffeine overdose. if you spam 1 enough times you will get very fast for as long as the soda effect is on. like the bycicle effect, but better, because you can taste it!

but no, it won't help you see faster. i don't know how to translate that sentence into understandable english.

now, coomer and bubby!!!! i apologize very deeply for i have not made sprites for them yet. i promise i will!!! it's just very late today and if i draw anything else i will actually just pass out.

im not very sure what i want for them yet. i think theyd be similar to tommy, but they'd have different functions. maybe they all give gordon different effects. or maybe they scare him! i dunno, i feel like there'd be a certain level of distrust from gordon to the old guys, like, of course he doesn't hate them but itd be hard to remember them super kindly and harmlessly when one of them ruthlessly tried to murder you with 300 clones of himself and the other tricked you into an ambush that cost you your arm, as much as you love them.

also!!! i completely forgot gordon lost an arm when i made his sprite. oops. it's okay its just a very realistic prosthetic

anyways. this post is getting too long so i think I'll save the boomer talk for when i actually post their sprites. its time for EFFECTS !!

i haven't been able to come up with many words yet. but i have some effects and a slight idea of how gordon would earn them.

concept art is beautiful

from left to right (because my handwriting is absolutely hideous!)

SODA - earned by interacting with TOMMY. wherever tommy is??? i dunno! pressing 1 will make gordon drink the soda and earn a temporary speed boost.

CAR??? - part of me really wants to rename this one but it's so funny to me i want to keep it. it's just a car. he literally just whips out a car and starts driving. what a legend. this effect lets him get across water areas faster (even faster than the soda!)

LONG HAIR - literally just gives him long hair. there is no practical use for this. nothing will happen. it just gives him long hair. isnt he beautiful.

ARM - earned by interacting with a dismembered arm found... somewhere.... probably some dark room. you know that effect where madotsuki literally just becomes a head? yeah. this is that but it's an arm because of course it is. this is an opportunity and i will not give it up. there is no use for this either. it just makes him a slow sad lonely arm.

MINIGUN - found by interacting with a certain object in POTION !! WORLD !! YEAHHH!! DARNOLD REFERENCE !!! pressing 1 will let you shoot the hell out of your enemies and make them pay for their sins

SWEET VOICE - found by interacting with any of the orbs in COLOR WORLD. 1 will allow gordon to song a beautiful, colorful song that will soothe any npcs he might have angered and make them stop trying to murder him.

POWERLEGS - MAYBE given by coomer npc? idk! this is all brainstorming and a work in progress! 1 makes gordon jump real high, allowing him to reach otherwise unaccessible areas

GHOST - ghost. he's a ghost. he's transparent. he flies. 1 makes him do a little ooooo noise and all the npcs run away from him because the place is haunted. ghost.

GLASSES - literally just pick up some glasses from the floor. putting them on will uncover a few hidden details across the map that may be necessary for progress ... like a very small and specific set of stairs

SMALL - makes gordon very small. i thought the original effect was super fun so i just kept it unchanged. small gordon. he can clone himself and make a gordon army. small. im thinking he finds it thru a coomer clone that is abnormally small. he interacts. small effect. small!

SHORT HAIR - literally just short hair. gordon can't seem to pick a haircut!

UMBRELLA - ...umbrella. makes it rain. shelters gordon from the rain at the same time. can be used for the same purpose it has in yume nikki which is putting out fires or stopping pre-existing rain.

there's supposed to be more effects and i still need to plan all the worlds and hidden rooms but ........ maybe when the sun is out and i have slept and i can think better !!! let me know whatever suggestions or ideas you guys have. i love hearing them a lot ^_^ thank you if you read all of this!! i promise hlvrai animations are not over this is just an au that has temporarily taken over its okay my content is not changing to yume nikki hlvrai only

gordon no

2023.07.27

#hlvrai #yume nikki #body horror tw #hlvrai tommy #hlvrai benrey #hlvrai gordon #hlvrai coomer #hlvrai bubby #the last 2 r only mentioned im so sorry #ask to tag #hlvrai au #lots of text!!! #srry!!! #i am thinking

[my-breakup-playlist]

My weirdest dreams are always the most mundane.

The one I just woke up from consisted of me checking my phone to see a text from my ex: "How are you holding up, hon?"

And my sending the response: "you've never called me hon in your life"

That's it. That's the dream in its entirety.

The things from my waking life that make it weirder:

My ex has gone to some really weird lengths to avoid speaking to me, starting roughly a year ago next week

Next week being his birthday

He didn't usually use SMS to contact me even before then

He really has never called me "hon" that I can remember

The only person I can think of who has, ever, was my gay gravedigger coworker from my previous job

In fact the entire text sounds way more like the gravedigger than like my ex

Which makes it sound kinda like the gravedigger stole my ex's phone to check up on me, right?

Except the gravedigger was a pagan who specifically took the job out of religious duty to tend to the dead

Which all gives us the implication of the gravedigger stealing my ex's phone to contact me as a favor to my ex's ghost.

Implying, in turn, that he's dead.

And, listen. The last time I got myself worked up worrying that he'd died and googled him to make sure, I just wound up making myself miserable for a few weeks.

So this time around, if he really has died, he's gonna have to do better than a weird dream to make me check.

Your move, maybe dream ghost.

#grief #i guess #Though really what the fuck