#not enough chaos to go around

[mixelation]

In regards to Tori doing fuuinjutsu with like five thousand extra steps, is there anything that her sealing style actually benefits from her way? Is she imbuing the technique with some unknown stability or is this a language barrier thing? Is her alien way of doing this scary to people? WHEN WILL WE SEE MINAKUSHI REACTING TO YOGURT FUUINJUTSU

tori tends to overdesign because the FIRST time around when she was learning, she couldn't manipulate her own chakra. this gets talked about a little in the castle chapter -- the more discrete pieces you put into a seal, the more chakra you lose as it moves through the seal. so most of the bigger and more complicated seals usually require the user to do some manipulating themselves of the chakra within the seal, to minimize that loss (that or you need to be a chakra powerhouse or get multiple people to input chakra). tori can't do that in plasticity, and also she's designing stuff for non-experts to use, so she compensates by a mixture of getting really, REALLY good at techniques to conserve input chakra, and then by hijacking other sources of chakra (like from yogurt. or from the poor idiot she's tattooing a seal onto).

unfortunately sometimes she also ends up just adding things to compensate for weakness as she goes instead of stepping back and trying to actually fix the base design, like sticking absurd amounts of tape on something. like, this part of the seal leaks chakra and i don't know why? i'll just make a NEW thing to funnel the chakra back in. it technically works but now she's made something that so complicated and weird that reproducing it will be challenging

so the benefits are that, for most of tori's seals, you can just slam chakra into them and the seal will do literally all the work, even for really big seals. you don't have to squat over it concentrating hard manipulating your own chakra. her brushwork looks like irreproducible nightmare fuel but actually she has an incredibly good understanding of chakra use efficiency and how to manipulate it without losing anything. but also. what the fuck is going on here

kushina is of the mindset "well, if it works, it works" so she'll tease tori but not actually give much feedback besides "that is going to be SUCH a pain to make again, you know." but i think minato is the type of person who is like "okay, it's good that works, but we can always be improving and streamlining--" so seeing something with like fifty extra brush strokes makes his brain go AAAAAH. if tori was interested in defending her work, she'd point out that her way has its own benefits (more prep but easier and faster to execute, she could pass it on to chump chunin number 2, etc), and i think minato could be swayed even if looking at the seal gives him anxiety. but tori's deeply paranoid and distrustful of authority when she initially gets to konoha, so that type of conversation takes a while to happen

also hijacking non-human chakra is REALLY groundbreaking, but she is being forced to do some reinventing of the wheel, so to speak, and the intermediate steps on this line of research & design look...... bonkers. really, aggressively bonkers

#reborn au #i think tori downplays wtf she's doing for a while bc the key to her survival for YEARS has always been only being juuust useful #enough to keep around. if you play all your cards up front people WILL fuck you over #you have to keep all your aces up your sleeve so that when they get bored with you you can go WELL ACTUALLY-- #and it takes her a while to trust minakushi #but in general once she gets them to think of her more as a peer than a chaos gremlin student there's a lot of mutual benefit

[randaccidents]

Lost Memory-Dream #00

One of many half-remembered dreams of memories that Heart has. This one might be his oldest memory ever.

(Hi! First Tangled Wisteria fic :3. Doing a small set of random memories half remembered in dreams. And a little hint to how Heart might see the world now, freshly amnesiatic.)

(ALSO this fic is unfortunately not reader tool friendly, because I'm trying to give the feeling of words being roughly scratched out of memory. I AM going to include a translated transcript in a reblog though, so look out for that if you're wondering what they are saying!)

(also I went crazy in my tags whoops)

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He is standing in a space of white and grey and black. Standing in the white and in the grey are two cut-out figures, the same color as the space they stood in, yet clearly separate from the background. He himself stood in the black.

["W██ ███ █ou ███?"] He furrowed his eyebrows. The voice is blotted out and fuzzed, he couldn't clearly make out what it was saying. He tried to open his mouth, but found that he couldn't. Hm. Something told him that it was simply not his turn to speak yet.

{"███ am I? I ███ld ███ y██ ███ █ame."} This voice was the same, static-filled and words missing his ears entirely. He knew it was not meant to be that way, but he didn't know what should fill the gap. He felt the figures turn towards him, and his mouth opened on instinct.

("Don't look at me? I don't know who either of you are!") He is confused. He could tell he is dreaming, but where is this? What is this? At least this dream-him has the same thoughts that he does.

{"I ██ow ███ I ██. I'm ██e ████."} The cut out of grey had moved, a hand on its presumed chin. He tilted his head, examining the cut-out and finding nothing he could use to identify it. Who was that?

["██gi███ly, ██ ██ ████ to ██████ es█████sh██ na████ con███ti██, ██ ██████ ████ ro███ ███ na███."] There's a deepness to the few letters that ungarble themselves from the white cut-outs words. It almost sounds.... familiar?

Familiar. Nothing about this dream has felt familiar, yet he knows it is a memory. Why is his memory made of static and cut-out figures? He can't find it in himself to worry too much about it, the roots of panic strangled at the source. There is a sweet scent in the air.

His mouth moves again. ("Roles as names you say? Well wouldn't that make you the ████, since you're so logical?") It was disconcerting, hearing his own voice briefly turn to static. There was something important there. What was it?

Words were being spoken at him. The sweet scent from earlier was building. He strained to listen. ["██ ██at ██? ████ you ████ ██ █he-"]

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He shot up in bed, mouth forming around a name quickly lost to pruned branches and faded flowers. Furrowing eyebrows under the blindfold that had been given to him, he tests out the shape of his mouth.

The letter H. He tests the letter on his tongue, finding it familiar. Still mouthing the letter, he brings hands up to brush through tangled wisteria vines and feathers alike, calming himself on the sweet scent of the flowers.

That was a memory of his name. He is certain of it. But what name starts with the letter H? And what he said in the dream, roles as names. None of it made sense to him. The bright cut-outs in his memory gave no hints either, pruned and cut out and distorted out of meaning.

What was his name? He squinted eyes he had learnt were sensitive to light down at his hands. Purple had named himself. And now a forgotten memory told him he was named by someone he could not remember.

["Purple? Are you awake? It's late morning already."] Jumping at the deep voice, Purple looked up, tossing a grin at the shadow in his doorway.

("I'm alright Blue, just thinking. Remembering? Dreaming. I'll be out in a second!") He stretches, standing up and missing Blue's reaction to his words. ("I had the weirdest dream last night.")

["Is that so. Care to share?"] Blue has a weird way of being curious. Purple is still getting used to it. He shrugs it off anyways, both Red and Blue were still just strangers with some familiar habits anyways. It's probably normal to be awkward.

("I dreamt that...") The words trail off into burnt ashes that fall from his mouth. His face scrunches up as he tries to remember the memory. Only one thing stands out to him, caught between his teeth. ("...I forgot. All I remember is the letter H.")

A cold, metallic hand gently rests itself on his shoulder, urging him forwards. ["Maybe it will return to you later. Come, breakfast is waiting."]

Perking up at the thought of breakfast, Purple nodded his head, following Blue's lead, the scent of wisterias trailing behind him as he forgot his dream in favor of breakfast. The letter H remains, lodged in the breath between his tongue and palate.

#cccc #cccc au #chonnys charming chaos compendium #Tangled Wisteria AU #I AM SO NORMAL ABOUT THIS ONE I SWEAR (lie) #the TRAGEDY of forgetting your name #because it was given to you by the people you have forgotten #thats the tragedy I was going insane over #his name is █████ his name is █████ he cant remember his name he renamed himself #because his entire identity is tied up in his family who he has forgotten #he had to relearn he was light sensitive he doesnt recognise his own blindfold as his #head in hands the sheer scale of the loss of IDENTITY Heart goes through #and he doesnt even know it enough to mourn it #last thing but good god. he only remembers the letter H. thats it. he forgets the dream #he forgets a half forgotten thing further #and it means nothing to him that that was his literal creation #rand.writ #forgotten case of memories #<- Imma call this mini series of random memories I let Heart half remember this #hanahaki #hanahaki disease #head in hands HE HAD TO GIVE EVERYONE AROUND HIM A NEW NAME BECAUSE HE'D FORGOTTEN

[true-blue-sonic]

What is even the point of Silver living in the future? It’s not his future anymore and he has no friends or family there. There’s nothing for him there. Now that he has precognition he should just live in Sonic’s time and get visions of disasters. 

Seriously there’s no point in his future or time travel. We’ll never see it, Silver only cares about the state of it and he can only go to Sonic’s time anyway.

I find this an interesting question myself. The best answer I can give as to why Silver keeps returning to the future is that him being from the future is "his thing", just like how having PK is "his thing". It's just something very much intertwined with his character; basically every bio he has makes mention of it, for example. But I also agree with the notion that him being from the future opens up some issues. I've seen statements that it is difficult to make Silver relevant if he must travel to the past every time, for example, which I don't disagree with (but for me, the same could then be said about Blaze and the Sol Dimension or Knuckles and the Master Emerald). Adding to that, I do not believe we know for certain if its state is generally 'destroyed' or 'saved' and if Silver grew up in a destroyed world (said in multiple bios) or a good one (I'd argue that is implied in Rivals 1, with Eggman Nega almost certainly having stolen the camera from someone else and Onyx Island being both a paradise and having developed industry on it that I do not believe Angel Island currently has). Furthermore, the Rivals games are also not very consistent to me about if the future has actually gotten rewritten or not (but it tentatively seems to lean that way, since Silver says at the end of Rivals 2 he hopes the new future is a happy one), and we legit just do not know how its alleged destruction goes. Does Silver indeed intervene before something bad can happen, or does the future actively turn bad before his very eyes and he goes back in time to undo that again? I am truly not certain if there's ever been a clear-cut answer from a credible source, though I am pretty sure there's multiple conflicting explanations from non-credible ones... but that really doesn't help make things clear. And lastly, we also do not know what he has in his own era when it comes to friends and family, nor is it ever clearly shown or said how he time-travels in any game other than '06. With all that combined I can see why having him return again and again gets... well, confusing, haha!

In that regard, I also feel there is merit in the idea of him just staying for good in the past. His friends are there, it's consistently where the action happens anyway, and Team Sonic Racing indeed hints at him having a sense of precognition. The Japanese version actually dives into it more, with Silver asking himself at the very end when Eggman's battleship is going down if that is what was causing his bad/nagging feelings. Considering he was necessary there to help carry people and racecars off it to safety, it does imply to me that that scene might have intended to show it as a genuine skill of his. Shame the English version cuts that moment out entirely. So yeah, the point of Silver being in the future is, to the best of my explanations, legit just the fact that's how he has been conceptualised, making it "his thing". But it does cause confusions for me, because of how much there is not clearly explained and all the contradictory information out there from non-game sources. I think having Silver stay in the past for good could make for a nice move on Sega's part, assuming it is within his own decisions (so not forced by A ThingTM that is entirely unexplained to us and removes all his agency, for example). I think it'd be a nice resolution for Silver to see his heart lays in the past, and he can still protect his own world from there too!

#*A Thing*TM is a reference to that Fast Friends Forever website that said Silver travels to the past with portals these days btw #How. Why. What are these portals. Where do they come from. Who is making them. How do they manage to send Silver to the right time- #-in the past when disaster is striking and why are they apparently also totally cool with him going Extreme Gear racing. #bonus points for Silver in the games never having indicated that it is not *himself* sending himself to the past #and a Sonic Channel artwork from way back in the day saying he uses Chaos Control #*and* the comics suddenly writing that Silver cannot control his time-travelling (which directly makes them contradicts themselves on top: #in issue 12 Silver says he is staying in the past as he does not think the real threat is gone; aka actively sticking around by choice- #-which to me does not at all imply that he cannot control his time-travelling for whatever reason.) #but it is contradictory information from various non-game sources like these about topics the games do not explain properly or extensively- #-that do make things more unclear‚ I would say #I myself try to stick to the games as best I can with Sonic Channel as further source‚ but the problem there is there's just not a lot said #definitely things implied clear enough (like Silver just being able to go to the past whenever he wants) but not explicitly shown #and to add to that: I don't think Silver is *important* enough of a character for Sega to begin changing him up in such a way to begin with #I do not think him having the resolution of staying in the past would add something to a story‚ because he is hardly in any focus anyway #so unless we get a story wherein he plays a huge role and gets much attention‚ I doubt anything in this situation will change.😅 #silver the hedgehog

[thesixthchaosgod]

Hey, at least everyone is showing their true colors because of this female Custodes thing!! Gonna pull back from the community as a whole for a while and focus on the fun aspects of this hobby because this ain't it..

Both sides are at each other's throats, calling names and everything for the most pointless piece of lore ever. Wishing everyone the best of luck in your gender war <3

#Can't be in the middle of this conversation apparently so fuck this shit as a whole #Both sides are wrong and this lore should've never been added because of it #It serves zero purpose in the lore and just ruffles feathers and sets people up against each other #Hope the Custodes win 40k now that there are women to girlboss the Chaos God's to death or something #Hope all the incels leave the hobby too #Hope everything is back to normal whenever the fuck I decide to check back in on the dumpster fire of the 40k community #Sad situation all around #Got enough mental bullshit going on as is. Gonna paint minis instead

[opens-up-4-nobody]

...

#theres this feeling i get sometimes. i find it very hard to articulate. its part despair and part awe. dispair at how beautiful the world is #all those intricate little process coming together to organize the chaos. i dont kno y i feel it so deeply or y it hurts so much #because its just. no matters what horrible things r going on in the world. ur body is this miraculous collection of chemicals and reactions #mobile containers of water with a history that spirals back billions of years. and you can hear and see and experience and reflect #and when you die the world goes on spinning without you. if we as humans destroyed this planet past the part of our ability to inhabit it #it wouldnt even matter. there would be continued life past humanity. cosmically we r tiny and insignificant and we dont matter #but were beautiful and wonderful and infinity complex and knowing that leaves me in agony. because i want to kno everything right now but #mind is too small and i walk around with the disorientation of someone whos just been hit in thr face ans i cant focus enough to read #cant make the words make sense and i cant justify the time it would take to try. so i sit on my deck. in the sun. crying as i think about #how the light hit the grass in my front yard the last time i was home. how the cliffs in the backyard are ringed with red lines of iron #separated out as the water leached through the sandstone. how every avaliable surface is stained green as organisms reach upward toward #the sun. and its beautiful and i dont kno y im crying. maybe its bc i cant just throw everything aside and chase that feeling. im not #allowed to feel it. im not allowed to talk abt it in the way i want. bc im afraid no one cares as much as me in the same way. bc when i #talk abt what i study its obscure and academic and so far from what most ppl think abt that they get intimidated and dont try to understand #so i just try not to talk abt it. or maybe im just afraid. bc i have my 1st TA meeting tomorrow and i meet with my new advisor friday #and im worried and im afraid i wont b able to do this in a way that doesnt make me feel like im dying. bc i like to b busy and i like having #a strict schedule but if u throw me that knife im going to stab myself with it bc i dont kno how wield it as a tool without hurting myself #sure ill get the job done. but at what cost? whatever. ill try to b better this time. try to hold tight to the wonder. but that feels like #reaching out into forever. knowing ill never make contact. not knowing what im reaching for. #the closest approximation to the feeling i can find is that scene in the terror. where go0dsir is asking if god is there. any god. and it #doesnt matter bc he can see god in the landscape. in an environment that's so harsh and barren that its killing him slowly in the worst of #ways and its beautiful. its still beautiful to him. there is wonder here. and im wasting my time laying in a dark room crying bc i put #myself into a container so constrictive that the surface snaps and i come spilling out as an angry liquid. smearing away into nothing #unrelated

[cistematicchaos]

Maybe I’m just in the wrong places but we need SO much more accessible information on DIY HRT on here. Like. Come on, folks, get it together! Where’s our HRT propaganda on DIY HRT? Y’all are slacking!

#trans #transgender #hormones #transsexual #lgbt #I'm being 100% serious btw #like #there is simply not enough info on this going around #come on #chaos is speaking #(feel free to share abt it or add resources to this post #that'd be cool if someone wanted to do that) #*anyone

[louderfade]

#i carried a printout of this around with me in my bag as a teenager bc i was a big dork #to be clear it was the pumpkins of whom i was such a fan and not billy specifically #besides being a terribly obnoxious cringelord going through a christian phase he was also terrifically up his own ass about his bad poetry #and he was always being a dick about/to people who use drugs which is a very bad look imo so i was not exactly a billy fan #so i don't know why this stupid thing was so important to me #i think i was grieving the fact that all my favorite bands broke up before i was old enough to see them live but who knows #tbh i think teenage reasoning is mostly a mystery to everyone. no one can explain their thought process from age 15. #even current 15 year olds seem to be pretty clueless and generally at the mercy of their own brains #when i think of being 15 i recall a lot of chaos and confusion and a vague but constant rage toward everything in general #but picses iscariot does rock. those songs hold up and so does gish. just sayin. #this has been a boring post about some shit i liked too much as a teenager that i bet you wish you'd just ignored at this point #follow for more boring content about my personal life likely to make you reevaluate the ways in which you spend your time #pastlife #smashing pumpkins

[quillheel]

❛ you have never seen such heathens. ❜ Kohga says with a grin, referring to the Yiga. (For Ganondorf!)

"Oh, I have borne witness, both alike and distinct, to many." Ganondorf's answer comes like thunder, like fire. ━ a low rumble turned crackle turned air buzzing with too much and yet not enough all at once, an anticipation that followed him as he swept 'cross the grounds. For an individual of his size, he is almost weightless in his shifting, almost wilting to scrape high the roof of the ruins not high enough where the stones meet strands of red bristling off from his crown. Each footfall accentuated; the bleaching of stone & textile, the delicacy in which he revokes it, pulled back out of the earth as though a stain so simple to be removed. ━ how considerate it was, for Gods to fuss and worry over hospitalities.

he casts a glance to the Yigas master, eyes stunning and bright and terrible, curls of crimson mane licking up into color undefined, like blazing divinity, how inexpressible it could be, to see something of divinity wrapped in bone & skin & cloth. there is a wonder, if this is what being in the presence of Princesses or Heroes is like, the same divinity in the opposite way ━ the Hero always more human, not God, merely blessed, champion in this way ━ where Ganondorf was his own, but they were theirs. Two against one, eternal.

"None, however, as impassioned as you," he continues "I would consider it something of respect, that you could harbor such liveliness for so long."

He wonders; passingly in the low light of twilight bleeding into the hideout as it is full with noise & distraction & color and as fabric folds with his limbs as he moves to sit, content to watch the clan breathe with itself; how much the Yiga would be willing to risk in such devotion to their goal. ━ everything, until everything is too much, until the world turns on them again. ━ Again. how it has before. how it could again, forever worse to do. How Ganondorf knows something similar, burning in his blood. ( perhaps Kohga knows the feeling. )

He finds himself beginning to understand, why it is they come looking for him.

his eyes, momentary in their focus on their leader, find somewhere else to settle. ( and he finds himself wondering, just as passing to reserve it for less occupied times, just how long the Yiga will last as they are. Resourceful and fast and stubborn, but tracing edges of impermanence, the way everything does, is made to. Except him, of course. Except him. ━ he likes to think, sentiment more than hope, that their stretch of being will not be killed, so much as it does not stay the same; the definition changing. 'the Yiga' not as a weapon, not a sharpness and outracing and hidden, 'the Yiga' as a people allowed to be people, to be families, to stay. He likes to think, in the way it could be hope, that they will not be like him forever. They, to grow out of shunning. Him, to stay the same. He likes to think, in the way it is hope, that one day they will not need him. ━ a scar of history, remembered always, but only, only a scar. )

"... but are they always this rambunctious?"

#does a little stretch. i got a little emotional about the vibes but shhh dont worry about it <3 #i left it pretty vague (mostly bc brain went hard on flowery vibes-) but in my head set it kinda as a 'Ganondorf visiting the hideout/clan #- for the first time and everyone going kinda wild bc GIRL WH as he n kohga take a second to chat thru the chaos' BKHGTRB #small fun details: 1. gan being so fucking tall he's gotta bend down to not scrape his head against the ceiling of the hideout in some bits #(idk how tall it is but i assume its Roughly like. Around normal height for a room/house if not a lil taller in most areas) #2. gan respecting/admiring kohga for being so dedicated to the clan + keeping themselves alive long enough for him to MEET them #(which is like a 'ofc' thing but my gan's existed for a WHIIIIIILE so hes very accustomed to just Missing A Lot Of Shit) #3. gan kinda resembling demise with some locks of hair having a burning going on from his magic as a fun ref to his origins #4. him just fuckin sitting on the floor. there is no chair or mat big enough and he Does Not Care + better view to watch ppl Zoom from #theres probably more but those are the Main bits and i dont want to ramble forever in the tags when this is already Long HKGRB #ALSO LMK IF U WANNA PLOT ANYTHING EVER FOR THIS OR ANYTHING ELSE i am SO here /g #━ ♔ cardinals with snow-brushed wings : asks. #mightiestbanana #MUSE / Ganondorf #loz // #religion //

[sualne]

have some fellas

#my art #my ocs #lidkaer #first two started as anatomy practice. last one wanted to draw some of the adults as teens (around 14 there) #they would never been able to meet each other as teens #imri is 158 nerium is around fifteen years younger. eimy is in her mid-fifties and ethan is 34 #thinking about a AU where theyre all 14 together. their backstory mostly unchanged and them having to hang out together for reasons.. #the chaos of that. young upper middle class rich entitled and mad ethan meeting 'im not even a real person' nerium 'i can hear life' imri #and eimy going Through It. i wonder which one would start the fight #ethan would loose against the three magic problem children obviously #though if he's lucky and fast enough he could def win against imri. but only in this context. in the current story theres no way #ive put too much thoughts in this oh no this is going to be real thing

[nerice]

Oddly specific q but what is the situation with belle & the tracker in her? Does Faye install it to be able to track her down? Did Jumie install it (into every child) so Belle never gets lost? Can Faye control Belle with it?

Red Hurting Sun & Dream Game sound like such painful but also intense(good) chapters! And Faye seems like the most complex and evil character while also being hurt and having her reasons if that makes sense????? Anyway ily your shadowblogging bye <3

GOOD EVENING ANON DEAREST I CAN FINALLY ANSWER THIS !!!!!!! PRAY THAT MY WRIST HOLDS OUT

uh so. the tracker is important. the tracker is like /the most important/ as far as central plot mechanics are concerned and the last time i did a comprehensive writeup on it this happened.....

(with the other writing linked in that document full length is closer to 35k. rip) SO THIS ANSWER WILL BE ABRIDGED for all our sakes.

the tracker is what pulls every single book together, even if it features in some more prominently (nerice, dream game) than the others. by the time it concerns belle, it has long ceased its original function. the first time it turns up is back on nerice, where eliada helps the warlords build a tracker for reina bc he himself is also sulking that she keeps refusing 2 talk to him. bitch behavior <3 tldr is that the swords of a tracker (the person, that eliada is) are the only thing able to pierce a true ruler's skin (a/s mechanics, dw abt it) and so thru him they're able to engenieer a mechanical dragonfly that upon contact, burrows under the skin of reina's wrist (if you ever wondered where her scar comes from... :^)) this is also what, ultimately, causes her to split her soul in an attempt to get rid of it, which causes the moons to break and kickstarts the entire fucking verse saga. with the end of her world, the tracker becomes inert but reina keeps it for unwise sentimentality reasons (hands u meme abt it) w

in old plot, eliada petitioned to get his hands on it during one of their roa deals (bonus points bc jumie wld be around for that trade, even if eliada n reina only euphemistically talk abt it as 'the dragonfly' and she'd only see a small box change hands) but lately i've been more inclined to move that event into lhnh where reina, from her end, volunteers the tracker to make eliada talk abt the soulless (gray) bc it makes slightly more sense thematically for her to refuse all his trades until then. either way, the tracker is back in eliada's hands by the end of the azra war era.

bc the tracker was not simply tracking reina. eliada's entire quest is abt understanding the precise workings of true rulers, so, given the opportunity, he made the tracker also collect,, not quite her blood? smth more vague and metaphysical, refined through an inner process into something more, something more essential. [true ruler essence] for the sake of meta terminology. he cannot actually do anything with it in his current position but plans on analyzing it and comparing it to true rulers of a/s once he returns home. which is the entire problem bc he is stuck as long as the verse is broken [PLAYED URSELF. <3] which brings us to. him & faye thinking long and hard forever abt how to fix the moons so they can both go home. yippee

which is ofc how we get to belle. how we get to the entire daughter con situation (skipping over many messy timelines that preceded arriving at this final, working solution) which, in tldr terms, is this:

a vessel whose soul is the tracker. whose very existence is linked the essence of reina before the split, before the fall, an essence from before the moon core broke. an artificial child, created for the sole purpose of burning this essence back into the moon core and thereby repair it. so you have belle, who thinks herself a descendant, but really is just a dead dragonfly with true ruler dna walking. faye connects her to the moon core by forcing her to swallow the eternal souls (chess's eyes that gray so generously removed once upon a time. <3 wld say the only good deed he has ever done but this shit was part of what broke the entire machine in the first place, it just happens to conveniently hand faye a way to also put it back together) and really all that is left to do then is set belle on fire via angel theory & fuse her existence into the moon core. make her the conduit through which the entire machinery can begin to work as intended again. just that 7000/10 times belle breaks under the strain, the weight of the universe, leaving faye to do it all over again bc the theory is solid. it's the daughter that's wrong :^)

#LOVE. the thruline of soulless going 'hm. not what i was expecting' @ their daughters and causing them unbearable suffering over it. lol #there's an extremely cute motd moment (at the other side of this entire venture) when faye is on her mad little rampage bc chess refuses #to hold his end of their bargain. where she threatens to rip the tracker out of belle's chest and plunge everything back into chaos #alas she cannot do it. she worked entirely too long for this (& still doesn't know why it finally succeded lol. idiot <3) #she can't bring herself 2 toss it all down the fucking drain. but she will still menace belle abt it as if the entire thing is her fault h. #belle is never the same as a true ruler but her weird [moon bandaid walking] status post-angel ascension makes some fun things happen #mostly putting things into circles around her when she isn't looking and it's extremely annoying to her lol <33 #we love freak children and their even freakier apotheoses >:3 #ANYWAY AS U CAN TELL I CAN TALK FOREVER ABT THIS. HOPE IT WAS COHERENT ENOUGH #askbox #anonbox #oc asks #i love YOU and you are my FAVOURITE PERSON anon <33333333333333

[skeleton-in-a-hoodie]

At some point during the 2012-ageswap crossover, they split into a few groups to handle the mission. Each group has a good mix of the 2012 and ageswap teams, and they try to make sure each team has a balance of skills. So, for example, 12!Donnie and Casey aren't in the same team as as! June, so each team has someone good with tech. 12!Leo and Karai and as! Yoshi each led a team e.c.t.

as! Yoshi's team has Shadow, and 12! Casey and Raph.

This is a mistake. Leo calls to check in and all he can hear over the phone is utter chaos. Casey is cackling so loud the rest of Leo's team can hear without speaker phone being on.

The 2012 gang had heard Mayday call Yoshi 'Leo jr' and so assumed he was like their very own Fearless Leader: responsible, cautious, able to rein his own brand of chaos in.

The problem with this is that 'Leo jr' is a very inaccurate nickname - Mayday uses it to tease Yoshi more than anything else.

Instead, Yoshi takes after Karai (his mother) and his uncle Raph.

And Shadow is as! Casey, April and Donnie's daughter. She's a hellish mix of Gosalyn from Darkwing Duck and Toph from Atla, with 12! April's psychic abilities and a love for programming.

Now mix that in with 12 Casey and Raph.

That team is essentially made up of 4 chaotic gremlins, three of which have anger issues, and a third who has April's powers but's also 10

They're gonna have a lot of fun causing problems

#tmnt #tmnt 2012 #tmnt ageswap au #tmnt au #i like to imagine as! saki hearing the distant chaos and going to investigate #when he sees younger versions of the turtles april casey and karai #he is so so tempted to just turn right back around and leave #just leave #why is nyc like this? #aren't the kraang and mutants enough? #he's not even gonna tell the Shredder #cause how the hell is he supposed to explain this to her? #he gets dragged in anyway

[tedbecca]

today drained me. i’m so serious. it was not my worst day of teaching by far but it certainly felt like the longest. but i got maybe 3 hours of sleep last night which is likely the main culprit of me being at the end of my rope tbh

#the teacher i was subbing for did not leave any plans #not even a list of subjects or topics she is/wants to cover with the class #and i had no prep period #and i had lunch duty #so i had maybe 5-10 minutes to scarf down my lunch #and during an innocent game of silent ball a kid chipped his front teeth 😭😭😭 #and i came back from lunch duty to a class in total chaos #all their heads down on desks. a few in tears. a teacher standing there like 😐😐😐 #because they were chasing each other around a couple of them smacked their heads off things and got hurt #not to mention the general behavioural stuff you have to deal with in any classroom #and like all of these things on their own or even just with a good nights sleep? no biggie #however they happened one after another like dominoes and i was running on fumes 😭 #and then i had to do errands after work 😭 like ok that’s enough ! #so i will be going to sleep even though it’s only 7:45pm

[paradife-loft]

lmao I keep getting into the Usagi/Seiya plotline since it... genuinely actually works and also manages to highlight Usagi/Mamoru well (in a way they... aren't great at doing when they're actually both in the same room, oops)

and then someone always barges in BUT USAGIIII DON'T YOU ALREADY HAVE A SPECIAL SOMEONE??????!!!!!! like the world's most unnecessary Sailor Kool-Aid Man

Usagi's got two hands and genuine feelings for both of them, y'all, leave her alone

#in other news this season feels like it has too many characters and not enough good direction on what to do with them #the outer senshi despite going on about WE GOTTA DEFEND YOU FROM EXTERNAL THREATS are...... fighting with the starlights #instead of the Literal Definite Threats From Outside the Solar System? #like yes I get that the starlights are kind of sketchy and/or assholes but. Mouse/Siren/Crow/Nyanko are Right There. priorities guys #Saturn just kind of wandered off and disappeared after the Nehelenia business...? #Chibichibi was structurally set up to mirror Chibiusa's position in the family but so far has just been a walking plot device #and not well integrated into the rest of the cast or show #partially I suspect they spent too long on the ''nobody knows who the others are!!!!'' dramatic irony and it's thrown the pacing off #and also. unfortunately. galaxia is boring #(this makes me feel broadly vindicated in my preference for the villains' anime backstories that are more personalized) #(compared to the manga's ''they're all incarnations of chaos'' thing or w/e it is? bc chaos....... is just kind of dull) #.......anyway contemplating how I'd patch stuff up #I think I'd shift it around so HaruMichi&tc are the ones primarily fighting the animamates w/ Usagi #& the inner senshi are trying to figure out what the deal is w the starlights (who they don't especially love) #something something disillusionment as they see how the 3 lights' personas are not especially nice people AND then also connect them #to these three fairly ruthless sailor senshi? #mixing around the social groupings also reinforces Usagi's loneliness after Mamoru gets put on a bus #and doing a little more with ChibiChibi as a parallel to Chibiusa - like there's a thing with the photo changing to leave out Chibiusa yes? #so bringing in more of that comparison (and having some unnerving creepy stuff of other people starting to not remember Chibiusa?) - #emphasizes the idea of ''fuck something's up something's happened to Mamoru that's affecting the future'' as a call-back #to earlier in the season when Nehelenia almost trapped him and made Chibiusa fade #(.....and if you REALLY must then Usagi can have Conflict Feelings about her little love triangle via attributing #Chibiusa's disappearance to the wrong cause) #..........this is way too long of a tag rant what am I doing with my life #James liveblogs television

[sysig]

*dramatically swipes all the papers and books off the surface of my mind-desk*

#Actually I'll have to pick those up in approximately 24 hours but untIL THEN #This week has been absolute chaos on my focus IS2G #It hasn't even been a full week since my stream but I have been feeling so Weird since then lol #Not in like a bad way or anything just like - heavy flighty lol #The kind of restlessness that lends itself to nothing outside of 2-5AM on the odd days of the week #The universe decided to pull another Happy Coincidence prank on me #Anyone here remember the job that popped up for exactly long enough to replace my laptop? The one I'm currently using? #Yeah that happened again - different necessity of money spending (please let that continue to be the case) - but same coincidence #Practically the same distance and pay too like what #I hate to use the word NPC 'cause it's taken on such a gross implication as of late but like #Who are these Quest Givers and why do they have the exact amount of EXP I need for the next level when I Really Need to boss fight #I've also been getting back into Stardew Valley which has been great fun - I actually made it to Lv 25 in the Desert Mines! #I got a lot of things very quickly actually - I'm on Year 3 but over the course of like a season and a half I upgraded and acquired a bunch #Got the gold scythe and Iridium pick and the beets and my first fish pond and the Slime Ring!! Gods the Slime Ring #Makes my Slime Hutch about 1000000% easier #Oh yeah and two more Prismatic Shards and a Dino Egg (one hatched and one in the incubator) and the basement #Popping off is basically what I'm saying and doing and being and having #It's weird to return to the real world afterwards tho lol my schedule is so shot #Also not me setting a new alarm the other day and it going off and I'm just like ''Oh this is a pretty track I haven't heard this one yet'' #Running around trying to keep from accidentally shutting it off 'cause it's pretty and sounds nice against the late autumn day #Luckily I set it early enough that I recognized what was happening before the Actual actual time hit lol #SDV #WPSDV #WPVG

[laughinglynx]

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#okay hello I am on a baffled soapbox lmao #it’s still so weird to me #every time I talk to my therapist. #and she goes ‘yeah that’s. a trigger. you’re having trouble with that because it’s literally triggering. because of the trauma’ #because like! trauma is such a strong word! #I haven’t had Traumatic Experiences (tm) I’ve just had some Not Great Experiences #which are absolutely not serious enough to have *triggers*!!! #and like I know that’s not now it works #and being able to identify what is triggering Really helps me figure out how to deal with it #but like. idk trauma is just such a strong word for a bunch of things that really aren’t that Huge #also some of my triggers are SO STUPID #like they make sense but also. chaos brain. this is a normal every day experience you Have to stop going into a tailspin over it #and it’s not like I can go to my friends and be like ‘hey I have this trigger could you be careful around it’ #because so many of them are just!!! normal things!!! that happen in every day interactions!!! #like chaos brain could you please pick easier so-called-trauma-triggers thank you 🙏 #(again yes I know that’s not how it works but COME ON lmao)

[fairuzfan]

But the other images I had was like a mass refugee camp. So basically at that point in time, two months ago, about 20,000 people had sought refuge both in the hospital and outside the hospital. And these weren’t tents. They’re still not tents. They’re makeshift shelters with bed sheets or plastic bag sheets. The ones outside sleep on the floor. They’re lucky [if] they get a carpet or a mat. There was one bathroom at the time for about 200 people that they have to share. And inside, the hallways of the hospital were also made into shelters. There was hardly any room to walk, and there’s children running around everywhere. It’s important to remember all these people were not homeless. They all had homes that were destroyed. They’re all displaced people that took shelter in the hospital.

So that’s the kind of mass chaos that I encountered initially, and then I was told that every time there’s a bomb, give it about 15 minutes and the mass casualties come. That was the other thing that at the time shocked me: What we’d been seeing livestreamed on Instagram, on social media or whatever, I actually saw myself and it was worse than I can imagine. I saw scenes that were horrific that I’d never witnessed before and I never want to see again. You have a mother walking in holding her 8, 9-year-old, skinny — because they’re all starving — boy who’s dead, he’s cold and dead and [the mother is] screaming, asking for someone to check his pulse and everybody’s busy in the mass chaos. So that was kind of my initial welcoming scene when I entered Khan Younis the first time.

{...}

What I saw — I’m an eye surgeon, an eye plastic surgeon, and so I saw the classic, what I penned “the Gaza shrapnel face,” because in an explosive scenario, you don’t know what’s coming. When there’s an explosion, you don’t go like this [cover your face], you kind of actually, in fact, open your eyes. And so shrapnel’s everywhere. It’s a well-known fact that the Israeli forces are experimenting [with] weapons in Gaza to boost their weapon manufacturing industry. Because if a weapon is battle-tested, it’s more valuable, isn’t it? It’s got a higher value. So basically they’re using these weapons, these missiles that purposely, intently create these large shrapnel fragments that go everywhere. And they cause amputations that are unusual.

Most amputations occur at the weak points, the elbow or the knee, and so they’re better tolerated. But these [shrapnel fragments] are causing mid-thigh, mid-arm amputations that are more difficult, more challenging, and also the rehabilitation afterward is also more challenging. Also these shrapnels [are] unlike a bullet wound. A bullet wound goes in and out; there’s an entry and exit point. Shrapnel stays there. So you gotta take it out. So the injuries I saw were — I mean, I saw people with their eyes blown apart. And when I was there, and this is my experience, I treated all children when I was there the first time. It was kids that [were aged] 2, 6, 9, 10, 13, 15, and 16, and 17 were the ones that I treated. And their eyes unfortunately had to be removed. They had shrapnel in their eye sockets that I had to remove and, of course, remove the eye. There’s many patients, many children who had shrapnel in both their eyes. And you can only do so much because right now, because of the aid blockade and because of the destruction of most of Gaza, there’s no equipment available to take shrapnel that’s in the eye out. And so we just leave them alone and they eventually go blind.

{...}

I was on the ground, I toured the refugee camps, I went around Rafah, I saw, and if there’s an Israeli invasion, I can’t emphasize enough how catastrophic it’s going to be. It’ll be mass killing, mass destruction, because all these figures come in, 50 dead, 100 wounded. But what people don’t realize is, being wounded is a death sentence. Being wounded in this environment with no health care system, completely collapsed, is a death sentence. And the wounded often will lose everybody, like all family members, so they have no supports, especially children, have nobody left to take care of them, not even aunts and uncles. It will be catastrophic. I don’t know what to say to the world to stop an impending invasion. You’ve got to rein this prime minister of Israel in. You got to do something to stop this stupid invasion that he still wants to do, because it’ll be catastrophic.

{...}

I had one young man, about 25 years old, he lost one eye that I took out myself. He spent about five, six, or seven years, basically spent thousands and thousands of dollars in IVF treatment because he got married young and they wanted to have a child and they couldn’t have one. So he spent years on IVF treatment and finally had a baby that was 3 months old. And there was a missile attack by Israel at his home. He lost his entire family, including his baby and his wife and his parents and family. He’s by himself, single guy. I took his one eye out, and he has nobody in this world. He just kind of walks around the tent structures, just kind of walking around with no home and trying to sleep wherever he can.

#palestine #gaza