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fagitsukareita · 1 month
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been getting very into tdlosk again but only for a ship that i think i would be shot and crucified for ever posting about
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liies · 1 year
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logs back in here to say that i miss loki and his lovely boyfriend theo bell from the prequel novel loki where mischief lies <- guy who is totally not desperate to get everyone to read it
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bigkickguy · 11 months
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I'm sorry but I have another stupid limbus theory about Dante's identity! I think it is even sillier than my last one but also i like it way more haha Lobotomy corporation spoilers ! Leviathan spoilers !
cogito straw jump scare !
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Ok I like the idea that Dante used to be a member of the original L corp as an employee for the Extraction team. It would be cool if they were specifically the employee who had Express Train to Hell extracted from them back in the first lab. 1. We know from wonderlab that all of the Lcorp employees use they/them and I've seen people mention that is because there was no place to record the gender of employees in-game? I have no idea if that is true and I would think it is slightly less fun than just a 100% cast of characters without gender on random chance all working for the same place - but for the sake of my crack theory let's assume its true for a second here! (I think it's a hilarious theory in many ways and I enjoy the absurd concept of LC somehow stealing employees' gender but I will not go into that now.) 2. We also know that Dante has the same 2 weird dot's on the front of their clock that Express Train to Hell has. That lines up with many of Vergilus' lines about going to hell and the whole Dante's Inferno pile of references and why the bus is actually looking like a train. I don't remember if it's implied or mentioned but Faust built both the train and Dante's new head so I'm pretty sure they're connected (they at least seem that way visually) 3. I think it is funny that rolling the gatcha for characters uses the same term extraction as the process that Binah was in charge of for filling up the lab with abnormalities. Binah mentions that Carmen and cogito basically do all the work inside someone's head and then the extraction team pulls it out. I'm assuming that means making the abnormality a physical separate entity. Binah specifies that the employees don't watch or listen to what they are doing - they just follow her instructions. She implies looking too hard into the eyes of the employees who are injected with cogito and are extracted from would cause many people to go mad.
How does this relate to what Faust told Vergilius in leviathan? I wonder how similar the strange cogito state is compared to how Charon lost her memories of being Lapis. It's possible that when Faust mentions Vergilius can save Lapis and Garnet she is referring in part to restoring Lapis' original identity. This would line up with the motivation (assuming Faust was telling the truth) to make Vergilius sign on as the Limbus Company Guide.
And if this theory is true that opens up a lot of interesting ideas for what the company is after. If the original employee super dosed with cogito is looking into 'the well' of human consciousness or whatever the phrasing was - what will they remember when they wake up? What is on the other side in there - is limbus company after that information? Do they know something is there and they want more details? Do they want an example that the theoretical way to rehabilitate people from this state works? Did they pick Dante on purpose due to some properties of the Express Train to Hell - or would they have picked at random with any intact employee they could find? It feels more like a mission a corporation in the city would realistically take.
Do they want to become the next L Corp? Are they looking for that singularity to replace them? It lines up as a feasible way they could do that while taking they actions they have so far in the story i think? It's another silly crack theory but I enjoy thinking about it all :)
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housewifebuck · 7 months
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God I wish I could write
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theclosetedskeleton · 6 months
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i kinda wanna read needful things but. Jamfaces music HGFHHD STARTS BITING THE NEEDFUL THINGS PDF I HAVE SAVED
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baynton · 7 months
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i might go home and finish that jamie gifset i started before my sims hole began
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thinking about julian realizing he's afraid to lose robin and not knowing how to deal with the realization that for the first time in his life he could actually lose something after having been basically given anything without ever fearing for his safety and not even knowing what this feeling is so he just lays awake at night feeling anxious but not knowing why and feeling actually vulnerable and in danger for the first time and wanting to just run away from the feeling because he can't even process this new emotion and feelings are so scary and he doesn't do that anyway and he hates feeling so scared and
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finalgirlwave · 1 month
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anyone know some fucked up fics (or art) with/about unicron or am i gonna have to write them myself
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maggi-cube · 3 months
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I’m getting so superstitious since I have no control over anything atp. I’m like [timmy turner] cosmo wanda I wish everybody was nice to me n my friends no matter what n they gave us a gazillion dollars for being mean earlier
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alloganes · 4 months
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PUT ME IN THAT DAMN WRITING ROOM
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ysolt · 8 months
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since i havent kept up with dm at all and have muted the tags for it the only bits and pieces i see is the izutsumi bot on twitter and why have they made marcille look more like sybil
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chronal-anomaly · 9 months
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Lena banging on the glass of the isolation chamber, demanding that they let her out, that they let her go. Screaming and thrashing until she tires herself out, until she has to drag herself back to her small nest in the corner. Pulling open old and scabbed over injuries, not making eye contact with anyone that comes in. Going almost entirely unresponsive for the rest of the day. Yeah. Yeah.
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solidors · 10 months
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baxter at xake's: mc and i have a professional relationship, there is nothing going on and im completely normal about this btw (delusional) also baxter at xake's: i need a vegan cupcake for mc, based on their dietary habits from five years ago. yes this is still a professional courtesy towards the friend of the sister of the groom, yes i am still normal about our professional relationship, no i will not be answering any questions, xavier. goodbye forever.
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hymnism · 1 year
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hello tumblr staff member looking at my blog can i pleaseee get unbanned now so i can post things and read funny tags again 🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺
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i need to go sleep im starting to meow
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exnusquam · 1 year
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Oh the dragon was beyond nervous, never doing anything like this before, much less on a shorter notice than he would like to admit. (Gods above was he glad he always made a habit to stash away a portion of his earnings to save for occasions such as this. Or how he managed to successfully repair and rig a Golurk to fly him wherever he needed to be within the region whenever he pleased. Or how he had connections to a very special vendor to even obtain the present he had set his eyes on for a while now.)
He bit his lower lip when he asked them to turn around and not look until he gave the go-ahead, wondering for a split second if he should've wrapped this after all, but instead he sighed and steeled his resolve. Yet another rare instance of Kyurem wanting to cut straight to the chase; he did not waste time with small talk when he had gifted Hestia their name either, after all.
With all the care in the world he ran his fingers through their hair as he began to untie their braid, gently undoing its silken strands until the cascade of midnight flowed freely from their shoulders. His hands continued over their arms as he made his way around to face them, trailing all the way down until he cupped their hands in his. Tenderly he placed a beautifully ornate hairpin into their palm and wrapped a matching silk ribbon around it, then softly squeezed to have them open their eyes.
The hairpin was an elegant depiction of Volcarona, its six resplendent wings fanning out and glistering in the light like the sun's rays. The ribbon, too, was in fact spun from the silk of a Larvesta, shimmering a brilliant orange-gold with all the warmth of a kindled flame.
"Happy White Day, my beloved lady Hestia. I am... not so great with holidays such as this, I must admit, but you deserve something special for all the warmth and love you've given me." His gentle smile came so easily, face flushed as it was. "Volcarona has been a sacred symbol of my home region since ancient times, embodying the sun and the light it provides. A perfect depiction of you and your namesake, Hestia, for you are the radiant sun to my frozen world, the comforting hearth to my secluded home."
Another squeeze, then Kyurem slowly brought their hand up and pressed their knuckles into his forehead, repaying the very same honoring gesture of his people that Hestia had previously provided him. A blessing, from one devoted god to another. "I love you, Hestia, more than words nor actions could ever convey, and thank you... for choosing to be by my side."
When the dragon had approached them over a gift he had gotten for them, Hestia had been caught offguard. Far too sheepish his mere presence made them feel, the fluttering emotion only helped all the more when he asked them to turn around and not look. What was he going to do? Of course they trusted him, but it still felt strange to... let someone so close, so personal. Letting Kyurem run the tips of his fingers so tenderly through the sea of midnight hair as he untied their intricate braid sent gentle shivers down their spine and spread faint goosebumps across their skin. Hestia couldn't help but lean into the dragon's touch, exhaling softly as their braid became more undone.
Their beloved trailed his hands along their arms as the Original One's hair flowed freely across their shoulders and back, framing their nearly flawless form like an obsidian shell. Golden eyes felt troubled to keep shut and remain patient, and with surprise and deep devotion they longed for his closeness as Kyurem cupped their hands and placed something inside. It felt like an item of metal, with a silken cloth attached - and when he spoke, Hestia finally opened their eyes and peered deeply into the dragon's, as though falling for the desire to drown in Kyurem's own golden irises. Finally they managed to tear away from his gaze, and look at the gift he'd bestowed upon them. A beautiful hairpin of a volcarona, masterfully crafted, and attached to a ribbon of larvesta silk. Hestia could feel their breath get stuck within their throat. They'd not, ever, expected such a wonderful and thoughtful gift.
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When he pressed their knuckles against his forehead in the ancient gesture and finished his explanation, they could feel their face heat up with the sheer flusteredness he caused, albeit they'd not interrupt him. Hestia pulled their hands and his close to themself, before repeating the gesture of their own, following it up by kissing each of Kyurem's calloused knuckles tenderly, each kiss another promise of love and affection that needn't be spoken. They couldn't help but notice the slightest hint of tears welling up in the corners of their eyes, as their body knew not how else to cope with this overwhelming new feeling of love they felt for this dragon.
"I don't know how I deserve such a wonderful and thoughtful partner as you, my lovely Kyurem. You inspire such ... foreign, yet wonderful emotions inside of me that I had yet to uncover. Every interaction with you is like another beautiful adventure that I cannot wait to embark on." Their words were tinged with a shaky breath, unsteady from the overwhelming nature of their feelings, but what Hestia said was also spoken with a love and warmth so deep and primordial, it might as well have been the sun itself that proclaimed it's feelings for him.
The Original One withdrew their hands from Kyurem's, but only to reach backwards and gather their long rivers of hair together into a single bundle, before arranging it into a somewhat messy bun that would also have the rest that didn't fit continue to flow freely down their back, tying it all into place with the silken ribbon the dragon had gifted them. A soft exhale escaped their lips as they closed their eyes and eventually set the volcarona hairpin into the base of the messy bun. It's colorful adornments sparkled in the soft light that made it to the two gods, and the silken ribbon circled their tied hair almost like a halo.
When Hestia opened their eyes again and looked at Kyurem, smiling like he'd made them the happiest being in the known universe, they reached out to cup his cool hand within their palms, bringing him down a little, and eventually pressed their lips against his. A kiss, softer than any velvet or silk, warmer than any hearth or fire could ever be, and deeper than the pit within the Original One. When they broke their kiss, they remained only inches away, feeling his breath against theirs, as they whispered,
"I cannot believe you would choose me. I cannot believe I deserve such a splendiferous miracle. I cannot believe I deserve someone as beautiful and compassionate as you, my beloved dragon."
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