#small child don't know what to do

[frozenrogue89]

I Don't Want to be Great, I Wanna be Me.

So we all know the classic ‘JL meets Phantom through summoning’ prompt, and we usually get Danny “High King, Savior of Worlds, Eldritch, Cryptid, Ancient, No Shits Given, Chaos Gremlin” Fenton making an appearance, cool and confident, running circles around the JL. But what if, this High King they summoned, just… wasn’t.

The Justice League was prepared for anything, with the latest BBG threatening the world they had to take drastic measures. The JL Dark managed to scrounge up the summoning spell they… “liberated” from a cult group a couple months back. At first the JL was against the thought of summoning another highly powerful unknown, but with extensive research, Constantine and various others vouching for this so-called “King Phantom'' , and no option left, well, their hands were tied. Said to be the vanquisher of the previous Tyrant of the throne, Savior of the Infinite Realms, thousands of years old, infinitely powerful, infinitely old, and some smaller rumors claimed, infinitely kind. Phantom is said to be extremely protective of humans (something they were banking on),  loyal to its subjects, and said to rarely get angry (yeah right). A terrifying creature, tall and confident in its destructive power.

So yes, the League was prepared. They gathered as many members as they could spare for this meeting, everyone ready for a fight, but praying for none. The Big Three stepped forward while the rest hung back. Constantine and the Dark members start chanting, beginning the ritual.

The chanting ends. The silence hangs. Bodies still. 

Then, a flash from the hieroglyphs on the ground and an explosion of wind with no origin, a blinding light originating from the summoning circle grows in strength, letting out a vibrating hum that causes Superman to cover his ears and wince. The hum starts shaking the ground and the light condenses into itself, revealing the silhouette of an object. 

The wind stops. The light is gone, the vibration a memory. Everything is as it is before, with one exception.

Wonder Woman, wasting no time, straightens, “High King Phantom, Ruler of the infinite Realms, We are the Justice league, We ask your help in vanquishing The BBG, it threatens the lives of all those who live…” Her eyes widened as what stood before her.

This… this didn’t look like a High King, Vanquisher of Pariah Dark. This little thing did not give any indication of confidence, power, or age… it looked… young. The only thing terrifying about this creature is the size of bags under his eyes. Drowning in soft clothes, hunched over, looking utterly defeated, Nothing like they expected. Diana would almost mistake it if for a human child if not for the glowing eyes, fangs, and slight aura it gave off. But this, this was no King… Is- are those tears in its eyes?!

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Danny has not been having a good day. Or week. Or month, or- anything really. It seems like dying was only the beginning of his problems. No, scratch that, this all started with his parents’ damn obsession with ghosts. Danny swore they were part ghost too with their utter infatuation with all things Ecto. If only they hadn’t tried to access the ghost zone, if only Vlad hadn’t been involved to become Danny’s biggest nightmare, if only his parents gave up their research once they had kids, if only he didn’t walk in that stupid portal to impress his friends. 

If only he had stayed dead.

If only he didn’t gain powers, then he wouldn’t be stuck in this mess. 

Danny scowled to himself and let himself flop onto his bed. He’s been spending the last couple weeks cycling through this whole rogue gallery, TWICE! Plus fighting a handful of random ghosts who thought they could take on the ‘Ghost King’ (Pariah’s evil reign and thousand year slumber didn’t help either with all the paperwork that’s left for Danny.) Running from the GIW, his parents, and Val as usual, (Ghost Scum, 

Dealing with ‘Mayor’ Vlad’s Evil Plan of the Week -Danny’s powers were still on the fritz after that encounter, painful, was a word for it- Not to mention school, between Dash being Dash, forgetting his science homework, missing a test because of Skulker, Lancer and his threats of, “Black Beauty Fenton! If your grades keep dropping you’ll spend the rest of the year in detention! With ME!” and now his teachers (and Jazz) are talking to him about college? He’s still a sophomore, give him a break! It isn’t Danny’s fault the whole universe is apparently out to get him.

The real cherry on top of this whole thing was the recent ‘summonings’. No thanks to the Fruit Loop and his meddling, with Jack Fenton unknowingly helping him, again. A nice little instruction booklet called, “How to Summon the Ghost King, Made Easy!” got out onto the internet and the world, free for any psycho to speed dial Danny away from his life. At various points in the last month Danny has been forcibly -and if he was honest, painfully- ripped from anything he’s been doing and dumped smack dab into the center of various cults’ plans, usually they wanted power, money, or world domination. His saving grace was the process of summoning forced him to transform or no identity reveals, thank The Ancients. 

Sam and Tucker have been a godsend in getting the Booklet wiped from the internet, Danny would be lost without them. He would’ve fallen apart the first week into his powers if not for them. Who knew watching your friend half dying created lasting relationships? They really kept him going and he trusts them with his life, really he does.

But Danny would never tell them about some of the things he’s seen getting summoned, he couldn’t do that to them. The various groups of psychos seemed to think Danny was more likely to listen to them if they offered sacrifices.. human sacrifices. Some nights he couldn’t stop smelling blood and incense, couldn’t get those images out of his mind. He hated himself for keeping track, and hated himself for not wanting to. 15. 15 people, so far just because some handful of lunatics wanted some money or something equally stupid like that. Danny was 15, that’s one whole human being, for every year he was alive, one of them was even younger th- she was just- Danny couldn’t- she was- so small…

Pulling his blankets over his head, Danny took measured breaths against the tightness in his throat. It’s Not fair. It’s not. He didn’t ask for this. He didn’t want to be King of the undead, he’s just a kid himself isn’t he? It was just an accident turning on the portal. He didn’t mean to. Why is he stuck fixing everything? Can't he just be a normal kid? Go to school, get good grades, become an astronaut? He’s so completely out of his depth, who is he kidding, it’s just a matter of time before he screws up again and someone gets hurt, or worse. He's trying, though, he is. He tries so hard to be good, to do good. To not turn into Dan.

‘Stop it, Danny. Now’s not the time for bad thoughts.’ This is the first time Danny’s had a chance to sleep in two days, his parents are out and left the home defenses are down, Jazz is studying at the library, Sam and Tucker are playing Doom while keeping an eye on ecto readings around town. He has maybe 4 blissful hours to spend in dream land. He sighed and sunk into his pillow trying to blank out his thoughts before he could spiral again.

A tightening in the chest, and eyes snap open, ‘NO! NO! Please not now!’ is all Danny manages to think before the unfortunately familiar sensation of space displacement takes hold. His transformation is forced on him as he feels himself fall apart and get put back together simultaneously.

‘Just a couple hours rest, is tHAT SO MUCH TO ASK!!??’ The anger leaves before it can fully form due to the pure exhaustion that washed over his ectofied bones and straight to his core. It feels strained, like glass under pressure, not knowing if the slightest change will shatter him. He slowly gets his bearings and- oh, this almost seems worse than a regular cult summoning. At least there’s not a dead body. 

It’s the Justice League, and Wonder Woman is talking to him. And Danny, Danny can’t. He can’t. He doesn’t know if they want to trap him, kill him, experiment… if the GIW got their claws into the JL… Danny can’t anymore, He can practically feel his core splintering into jagged gut- wrecking pieces. He just wants to rest, to feel safe, for just a little while. Why can’t he?

Throat burning and eyes watering, Danny realizes he can do something, just one thing. It’s the only thing left that he can do. Something he hasn’t done for a long time, ever since dying.

Danny starts crying.

#danny phantom #danny fenton #dc #dp x dc #dpxdc #dc x dp #dcxdp #justice league #this was supposed to be a prompt #I don't know what happened #many thoughts no time #sad danny #danny needs a hug #and sleep #let him sleep #imagine the amount of paperwork created from a tyrant not doing shit and then sleeping for over a thousand years #yeah it would be a lot #danny needs an adult(TM) #Diana is totally enamored with this small warrior child #batman #frothing at the mouth with adoption papers planned #JL is just like #were are your parents? #Danny doesn't know how to tell them his parents are part of the problem #second ever post #no idea what i'm doing #headcannons #fanfic ideas #crossover #angst

[uncanny-tranny]

There's something so insane to me about being able to create and recreate vintage or even ancient music, clothes, fabrics, building architecture, anything, really.

I watched this video about a lady who knit a WWII-era vest, and it was really unique, because the cable work would eat up yarn, when there were shortages of fibers. This pattern would have likely been used by people to send overseas to soldiers, and now it's being created in a time where this war has been over for generations. What were the people making this pattern thinking of? What about the people making the vest? Could they fathom a world where world wars didn't happen back to back? Could they imagine what peace felt like, or did it fade like a distant memory, a faint friend? All we have now are the remnants of their efforts, a "simple" vest that would warm the bodies of countless people the knitter would never have imagined were here on earth with them.

We're reaching across time to learn about other people - we're reaching our hands out just to grasp anything tangible. And when we've take hold of something, all we can do is say I love you I love you I love you

#positivity #art #i also come across this absolutely stunning woman who collects vintage pieces from the '50s and it's just. it's mind boggling #or how we've found ancient sheet music and have recreated its contents #do you ever think about how we're time travelers #do you ever think about what might be recreated of us in the future #this isn't about nostalgia baiting but about how we learn and process the ways that people in the past lived #you don't have to feel nostalgic for WWII to be intrigued by this (it would be very concerning if one WAS nostalgic for WWII) #i just. i die a little inside because i know i will never know everything... #...i will never know every lottle thing about people in the past especially... #...and i am never completely satisfied because only a very selective amount of things are preserved and remembered... #...i wonder then what 'forgotten' people thought and felt and how they lived... #...especially as individuals or as a small clan of family and friends. i want to know them intomately - as if i myself have become emeshed.. #...does this make sense. i don't just want to know about nobles and kings and the wealthy... #...i want to know what the lacemaker for a king felt making lace for the royals... #...i want to know what the rice field worker thought about when the fields were flooded and they swatted a bug away from their skin... #...i want to know what a mother of a small child thought when churning butter - her baby cooing and making a mess... #...and it sucks sometimes to know that we're time travelers but in a very narrow sense. but i still love what we have got... #...don't get me wrong i love it. but i still grieve that we have lost a lot of history - a lot of people... #...or maybe we have only lost them in the sense that we just haven't located and found them *yet* #anyway i've watched that video multiple times now and i just go absolutely animalistic thinking about it #all of this is complex and i have Plenty of thoughts about that. but at least to me this is what i've seen a lot - a lot of love #and isn't studying this - recreating it and analyzing it - isn't that a form of love? #am i... a nosy person..........

[bumblingbabooshka]

Tuvok says that Vulcan children are very well behaved and have a lot of emotional control by the time they’re ~elementary school aged which makes sense but also makes me want to see what a Vulcan toddler or kindergartener acts like since they can’t be reasoned with as well (can’t really meditate) + are babies and also brimming with near irrepressible violence/emotions.

Vulcan toddler is just quietly accompanying their parent along on an errand. They stop and point to a toy of some sort and ask politely if they can have it. Their parent explains that they have enough toys at home. The toddler immediately throws the tantrum of the century. Just turns into an absolute wild animal in their rage. Other Vulcans are just like “aaa I remember when my children were that age” but any aliens around are like “oh my god is that thing OK??” I imagine even older Vulcan children would have issues with emotional control given that they’re also children! Though they’d of course know they needed to control themselves and behave...sometimes you just slip up. Vulcan children are playing together harmoniously. Then one breaks the established rules of the game. “I made contact with your arm. You are now the chaser.” “You did not make contact with my arm. I dodged your attempt.” “You dodged unsuccessfully. I made contact with your arm.” “I did not.” “You are cheating.” “I believe you are the one cheating.” And an adult has to rush over as one pounces on the other and they both begin screaming and clawing at each other’s eyes. The rest of the children are watching with interest or perhaps grabbing implements to assist their friend.  Little lapses in emotional control would probably be common until they reached like....highschool age. I can imagine an eleven year old Vulcan hearing they can’t sleepover a friend’s home and immediately shattering a vase before apologizing and cleaning it up.  It also seems like bullying would be very prevalent on Vulcan. Spock is canonically bullied frequently and it seems natural that Violent, Extreme Emotions in teenagers would lead to that kind of behavior which isn’t outwardly unacceptable (like crying, laughing, etc) but still satisfies an illogical desire towards cruelty and establishing dominance.  Vulcans schools probably have so many ‘Bullying Is Illogical’ seminars that do nothing and everyone makes fun of behind their teacher’s backs. Two Vulcan teenagers bullying each other, trying to see who has the more emotional reaction. If you cry or get mad you lose. Only babies cry and get mad...seems pretty illogical(cringe).  Vulcans seem to be very focused on respectability so I’m sure that as bloodthirsty teens there would be a lot of accusations and rules...if you hang out with X then Z,H and Y won’t talk to you. If you apologize too soon then they might accuse you of behaving too emotionally and gossip about you...if you don’t apologize at all they might accuse you of behaving too emotionally and gossip about you. It’s very stressful. Tuvok also said when he was a teenager in that one flashback that he was ready to fight over the girl he had a crush on (saying he’d “issue a challenge” or something) so I’m implementing that into my personal understanding of Vulcans...like adults do NOT want these kids to fight but amongst other teens they’re like:  “Seynar is my boyfriend.” “I disagree. He sat next to me during meditation three times this week.” “Only because I was absent.” “Then he is fickle and will be mine soon enough.” And then they challenge one another to a secret duel after school. Dueling to the death is very cool and grownup v_v (teens rarely die from such duels though bc either the other teen stops or someone told an adult). It makes sense to me that teenagers with violent urges would fight one another in a way that they consider acceptably adult. (mimicking the marriage ritual thing or even pon farr...romantic and cool.) Imagine being a teen Vulcan and your crush starts hinting that they have another person who might be interested in them....hmmm.....and you know you’re gonna have to duel for them or lose em. Such is life. Vulcan teens seem like they’d either date a lot (emotional whims) very non seriously (because they’re all betrothed) or date not at all because they’re gonna get married to their betrothed anyway. Loving someone other than your fated match is probably a pretty big trope in Vulcan romance stories...or maybe the opposite? Like someone bad tries to steal your heart but you remain resolute and return to your fated match as is logical. Anyway all this to say that I think Vulcan children and emotional control is something that’s fun to think about. Especially regarding how Vulcan children would act around adults vs other children. Vulcan child to adult: I will do my best to get along with my sibling. (2 seconds later once mother has left)  Vulcan child: You may play with the red toy. If you play with the blue toy I will harm you. Bodily. Meanwhile their older sibling is rolling their eyes like ugh....threatening violence is for babies....now to prepare for my logical and very adult duel for the love of my life whom I have known for three months. v_v

#vulcans #my writing #this is just stream of consciousness thoughts though #I just think Vulcan children should behave differently than adults...brains not done cooking yet and mastery of emotions is not complete #vulcan children being almost entirely self interested until a certain age #at which point they become very outward-facing...trying to please others around them and be liked/respected by their peers..trying to fit in #and then as adults they're able to strike a balance between knowing oneself and being respected by others #Vulcan teen frantically trying to decide if it's more logical to obey their parents wishes that they not go out to a party #or to go to the party which T'Yana said EVERYONE was going to be at.... #since T'Pol says that Vulcans were (pre-reform) in factions I think that'd carry into their modern emotions... #is it more logical to be loyal to the familial 'faction' or the friendship one? #Meanwhile their baby sibling is screaming and banging their fists against the door because they WANNA! COME! IN! LET ! THEM! IN! (No.) #eeeeveryone thinks babysitting a Vulcan child will be SO easy until they threaten to rend your flesh from bone then set the house ablaze #because you wouldn't let them stay up five more minutes #star trek #I think Vulcans should be a little fucked up and wild but want that to NEVER EVER get out #I hope this makes sense v_v #how vulcan children act around peers vs adults vs alien adults etc should be different #hehe I also think as small children they'd just call anything they personally don't wanna do 'illogical' and their parents have to sigh and #teach them how to separate 'what is logical' from 'what I want to do'

[homeless202]

Who saved whom?

☆ who are you? what are you doing on the floor?

》 nobody. doesn't matter. go away.

☆ are you the prince who came to save me?

》 ...what? no.

☆ oh... okay.

》 ..... do you need saving?

☆ no..... maybe. i don't know... i guess, a little bit.

》 ..... okay. c'mon.

☆ what? where are we going?

》 far away from here.

☆ and you're coming with me?

》 ..... yeah. i'll go with you.

☆ but dad will get mad if i stay out too late. when are we coming back?

》 never. trust me, i know you don't want to go back there. say goodbye and let's go.

☆ okay. bye-bye.👋

#》 hey kid... don't ever quit theater. never stop doing what you love and know you're good at. ok? please do that for me #<- small addition bc i'm sadistic :) #meta #-> #it's like...young ey gave old ey courage to walk away. and while walking away old ey saved young ey by taking him along. #sometimes it helps to detach yourself from the situation and pretend you're saving someone else when saving yourself #yk how sometimes it's easier to help others than yourself? if you're not gonna help yourself then at least help ur inner child #<- sth like that #no home #no home manhwa #집이 없어 #webtoon #eunyung baek #pov #i thought it would be interesting to put both pictures next to each other #and i felt inspired #¯\ (ツ) /¯ #☆: young ey (cinderella) #》: older ey (our lovely asshole) #<- in case it wasn't clear

[isawken]

fuck it. post ohiocore

#ohio #fuck the haters. ohio is pretty good #if you've never gotten to spend a night on an appalachian mountain you don't get to talk shit about ohio. imo (in my ohio) #i think the state that deserves the real meme hate is indiana #no redeeming features sorry #i grew up in southeastern ohio and there is a magic there than cannot be replicated nor articulated #do you know how it feels to stand a top a small mountain and look down at a yard thats at a 45 degree angle and see millions of fireflies?? #do you know what true darkness looks like? have you ever been to a town with a population of less than 20? #have you ever fallen asleep to the sounds of silence and spring peepers? #if no: yeah i know that's not an experience for everyone. for sure. but it was really impactful for me #it's the closest i ever got to experiencing a holy land and i was lucky enough to spend my summers there as a child #kenposting

[gender-euphowrya]

the absolute vicious shit people think they have to say whenever the topic of 'picky eaters' comes up ESPECIALLY when it's about children is just sickening

#post : my child doesn't like carrots so I #rando : WELL I WOULD JUST *describes a thousand different ways to abuse a child* AND IM THE NORMAL ONE HERE #adult : i can't eat fish because #rando : LMAO GROW UP WHAT ARE YOU 5 FUCKING IDIOT LOL JUST STARVE FISH HAS GOOD VITAMINS JUST KYS #have y'all tried not being dicks about other people's diets ffs #especially when it's like. a video showing how a parent is successfully introducing new foods to their picky kid #like Oh they only like cheese crackers so i'm gradually nudging them towards grilled cheese sandwiches with these steps #and then hopefully use the grilled cheese as a base to introduce other types of sandwiches etc #and it's just. it works. it's respectful of the kid's boundaries. it's healthy. #and Still a thousand people just jump to say INSTEAD OF DOING THIS THING THAT WORKS TRY BEATING HIS ASS (WHICH WONT WORK) #so many people are fucking eager to tell you they Love violence against kids who have no way to defend themselves #that they're fucking sludgebrains who haven't come up with actual parenting techniques #so all they know is ''hit child'' or ''yell'' like a fucking level 1 pokémon #that they view the small young people they have agreed to take care of as dolls that must obey or get thrown against the wall in a tantrum #if your entire plans for parenting are ''i'm just gonna use violence until my human toything complies'' don't become a fucking parent #Anyway this was about picky eating and how people don't know how to mind their business about it #why are you so pressed about what someone else Doesn't put in their mouth. why are you so weird #humans come with a variety of tastes in anything from fashion to colors to home decor to favorite animal #and you can't fucking fathom that they'll also Not all want or like to eat the same things ? fucking cringe

[lovelaceisntdead]

Dad mad because I didn't make dinner yay now I will dissociate forever

#which I'm sure will not make him more mad. #sorry i didn't know you were coming home late so i had not budgeted energy for cooking #i know it's really inconvenient for you thst my illness effects me I'm really sorry about that. #felt good enough to do a bit of work today but because that's just for me it doesn't count #and now i won't be able to do anything for the rest of the evening :) and he will be passive aggressive with me or just not talk to me :) #i hate that he has this power over me to make me feel so small #I've done so much work in therapy this year with how he makes me feel but what's the fucking point if he still behaves like a child #i constantly feel like I'm walking on egg shells around him #and god forbid anything he ever does upsets me that couldn't be possible. #already having a difficult time today but that's just making excuses according to him #had a migrain scare earlier which really threw me off but i managed to get past it and try and do some work #which made me feel a lot better and more in control ahd then he just fucking shatters it #i don't care if this sounds silly to you reading this I'm really dissociating and I'm trying to process what I'm feeling #so i don't completely shut down because that will make everything worse

[chennnington]

None of my two friends have read the message in our group chat yet so I guess they changed numbers or aren't around anymore or something. Kinda sad tbh. For all those years I at least knew that group still exists so it felt like I had a way to still reach out to them. But apparently I don't. Kinda sad how you can be inseparable for years and share so much happiness and grief and pain and success and suffering and still become complete strangers.

#I can still google them and I found their work email addresses cause they're real adults with important jobs now #but I won't email them. that's way too stalker-y #and maybe they moved on for good. we went through some traumatic shit together so maybe they don't want to be reminded #of each other's existence #I just hope they're doing well #I can still see their whatsapp profile pics and they look happy and amazing #one of them has a small child in her arms #gonna tell my therapist how I feel like everyone always moves on and reaches the normal milestones and I stay in place and fall behind #I mean I know each life is different and I don't even want to reach those milestones of marriage and kids and whatnot. that'd be horrible #but society treats that as the blueprint for everyone and if you don't join in you're excluded from the club #well whatever. they're happy and that's what matters

[glorious-spoon]

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#still kinda ambivalent on the whole concept of therapy #like the dude is very nice and reasonably insightful and i do clearly have some form of Brain Don't Work Right disease #but it's also like ok you aren't telling me anything i don't already know about myself #i know what's BROKEN what i don't fucking know is how to FIX it #also weirdly on about social class like 'oh your dad sounds like a rough kind of blue collar guy' like no #my dad is a very smart and well-educated retired white-collar professional with the emotional regulation skills of a small child #my spouse is a blue collar guy who is preternaturally laid back #these two items are not all that related actually! #anyway i'll do a few more sessions and see if i feel like continuing ig

[ehlnofay]

in the midst of a little depressive episode at the moment I fear and it's causing me to Ponder... in a weird way I'm almost grateful. like this is UNBELIEVABLY better than it used to be, even as much as it sucks in the moment. I wish I could go back to find myself at twelve years old hiding out in the school toilets and tell them that as long as we stick it out for long enough then one day the outsize bad emotions will be triggered by actual definable events and they'll be a noticeable change from our baseline. I'm not ✨recovered✨ and I don't know if I ever will be - I think I might have spent too many developmental years creating terrible patterns and associations to be able to straighten it all out - but it's Better and I'm able to know that it can continue to get better, too. and that's fucking huge.

#fay gets uncomfortably personal on her video game blog. NOT SORRY. #idk it's just crazy to think about #I really struggle to tap into this space enough to remember when I'm not actively in it #but I was SO FUCKING SICK back then. I was a child. and I was so fucking ill. I didn't know how young I was and I didn't realise how #disturbing it would feel down the line #(obviously. you don't lie down on the road in the middle of the night thinking 'I can't wait to suddenly remember this moment #in several years so it can become a sticking point in my psyche') #but like. that's my brother's age that's my sister's age I work with kids that age and it's so fucking young! and I'm so young now! #and I bet in five years I'll be going 'what a small little child... crazy' all over again #but like. idk. I was SO ILL. and I don't think it's like people say they thought they'd be dead by a certain age #it was a possibility for me but not an inevitability #but I don't think that I could have foreseen being better #in such a material way. you know. like I can't imagine myself ever fully healthy #or as close as anyone can get. I've had all this shit for so long. the idea of not carrying it anymore is honestly unappealing #like what would I even do without it. who would I be. how could that possibly happen #but this shit is BELIEVABLE. it's not gone it's just better and when it crops up I can deal #and I wish I could take the me of back then by the shoulders and say THIS IS NOT FOREVER!!!!!!! #ride it out long enough and you'll learn to live with it!!!!!!!! #it's just. really fucking huge. and I am so grateful #peace and love on planet earth!!!!

[volivolition]

what's the theme you're fucking going for here voliiii!!! what are you fucking getting at!!! what are you trying to say, what's the point??

#still working on this drama chapter in Swept Up. they're. confusing to work with? from an empathy standpoint at least. #skill who is trying to honestly understand the other skills VS skill who is just always lying and putting on an act. #and then theres the whole thing that im not going to spoil yet but the dynamic. fuck man. i dont even know what im trying to say here #lying is bad? no i dont care about that. honest communication is important maybe? i feel like i need a central theme for this. #and i dont want the theme to be ''empathy good'' because low-empathy people are also good and i love them!! and also: #empathy is a flawed character!! i try to portray this. i dont like moralism/centrism which empathy believes in and is the main skill for #empathy you stupid centralist (affectionate) i know this is just because you don't know how to make everyone happy. who can fix this? #you dont think you can fix this! you feel too much debilitating sadness to make meaningful change!! responsibilite to others more capable #still. i do depict empathy as often kind on a small level because i think that's in character. empathy just helps you understand. #i guess this fic is also a ''empathy doesn't mean kindness. kindness is a choice you can make afterwards but empathy just means empathy'' #but that's not a centralizing theme that all the chapters share. its also about vulnerability and the mortifying ordeal of being known #urgh. i'll think about it some more. knowing me its probably another ''love (in all forms) is the meaning to life'' type story lmao <3 #i need to make a skill chart for this harry. all i know is that Volition is his skill signature but Empathy is his highest stat #hyper-empathetic harry with the rsd that comes from adhd!! haha!! suffering. everybody fucking hate you. this is based on me btw lmao #i was working on voli's chapter which has a flashback and child empathy! new to the mindspace looking out through harry's eyes and crying #the world is full of sad people and it's just too much for a lil guy! the backstory i have planned for this like. huh okay. wild. anyway!! #oh shit ive made a fucking breakthrough with the drama chapter. its not a theme but its something i figured out at least. we stay winning!! #chemi chats #task: swept up

[fourspiceblend]

It's funny cause for the most part of the game, I didn't really care about people's criticisms of Engage's writing and thought they were just mad the story was straightforward and didn't try to be overly complex... But now that I'm (finally) reaching the endgame, there's a loooot of weird plotholes that 3H would be jealous of lol.

#i think that what bothers me the most is the fact that we don't know how elyos really works #because with a few exceptions the supports don't really go into it #and the paralogues focusing on the emblems and fanservice references to the older games is a huuuuuge missed opportunity #my experience has still been overall positive but the cracks are definitely showing lmao #thinking thoughts #to be fair i do love how unlike 3h we do actually get to see the four nations have their own identity and explore them after a battle #because BOY was 3H lacking in that aspect just because they wanted to sell you a red herring #but there's telling and not showing. and there's showing and not telling. and one isn't necessarily better than the other #i need a bit of both you know #3h doesn't wanna delve too much into the intricacies of each country because the second it would do so #the whole ''da church controls errything'' red herring would fall apart and the devs really don't want that #so we gotta stay in the monastery at all times and since the monastery is in the very small chunk of land the church DOES control #it helps to keep you in the dark about how things really work #even though the storytelling makes it clear the central church barely controls anything and only intervenes when ASKED #meanwhile elyos really really shows you each kingdom with detail when it comes to aesthetics and culture. which is neat! #but we know little to nothing else even though they keep hinting that the kingdoms each work differently #and we know even LESS about lythos which bothers me the most! #and none of this would bother me at all if we didn't have stuff like the brodia/elusia conflicts in the background #or the existence of a fell dragon religion. or fucking gradlon. or the many dragon races. or kagetsu being a prince #or lumera suddenly having a child and everyone going along with it etc

[luvevee]

Liking a slightly-less bad/more liked pokemon character doesn't mean you get to be rude to people who like bad/less-liked pokemon characters

#this isn't directed at anyone btw cuz i know people in that fandom space talk about it #but like bro don't be those guys #thing is those same people like characters like n or volo or silver #'but n was-' n stalked a child/lured them into a secluded area and lied to get them in a small space/was cool with destroying life as known #'but volo didn't-' volo lied to a child because they were useful to his plan and became a trusting figure because of that #he literally tried to rob and kill a child in the most desolate part of hisui after confessing he and giratina opened the rift #also he bothers ingo instantly about his memory loss on first meeting him like bro ask him about his outfit or smthin #'but silver's-' yes silver is a child but also before he grew he was a*usive towards his pokemon and robbed the professor #you can make the same argument for just about every liked character that they did something wrong in the games/manga/show etc #some are mistakes and some are a*usive things but they still get more likeness #literally nobody is washing characters like ghetsis of their background #yes he's shitty and a*usive nobody is saying he's not #same for lusamine or giovanni or whoever #nobody is saying 'they're just my little uwu' and being serious about it #people find charm and even comfort in those characters for different reasons #when someone does that but washes the problems away/uwu-fies them is when it's like ok it's time to stop #but otherwise no it's fine #and also people understand that in prison-arcs or ideas the original point of jail is to rehabilitate #characters like ghetsis receiving therapy is actually good and what a imprisonment system should be doing #punishment and rehab go hand in hand that's the point #and yeah they're not ever gonna be let back into society for the majority but like they're still needing that treatment #'why should they get therapy' so they don't do those shitty things again to the extent they did before #like if the only option is to let a shitty person live then why not give them therapy so they at least say 'damn fine i'll behave a little' #like don't go at people who like complex and shitty characters and just say 'well you have problems' #first of all we know lmao #second of all that's pretty shitty to assume certain things of a stranger because of media critically consumed #like idk maybe they just like this dumb shithead who got roundhouse kicked by a 10 year old #i like ghetsis and i would still pay to see nintendo make a canon animation of him getting bitchslapped #like i'm just saying #rosebud posting 💐

[neon-moon-beam]

Okay, very serious about this dni here

I don't know what is happening but there is an influx of 9/*1 jokes on this site.

Considering I was alive when it happened (in late elementary school) and have many memories of it, lived through the aftermath, saw everything change overnight, and then saw the fallout of innocent people caught up in the resulting war, I don't find them funny, and find the people making them to be rude and sick.

Innocent people dying should NEVER be a joke. I live in NYC, and there are memorials everywhere to those lost. Not just at the place where it happened, but in the neighborhoods they lived in, etc. Many people knew someone who died, or was directly impacted.

Do not interact with me if you find those jokes funny. And especially not if you make them yourself, reblog or otherwise share them. I'm serious.

And to any edgelords who might come across this post and send me shit on anon, I will not post your messages or respond to them, and I will block you as tumblr allows anons to be blocked. So don't waste your time.

#I have to say this again because something is seriously wrong with people #I don't want you anywhere near me for real if you do this #If you think joking about thousands of innocent people dying is funny you need to touch grass and gain some perspective and tact #whether you were born yet when it happened or not #talk to people who were alive and old enough to have their own memories of it if you need to know why it's not funny #not someone who was a small child and only remembers like their parents watching it on tv and being upset #I'm talking about people who were older kids and adults and have strong memories of it #and if you still think the jokes are acceptable and funny after that #that thousands of innocent people dying and even more innocent people being targeted hurt or worse in the aftermath is funny... #...and acceptable to joke about... #...then I don't know what to tell you other than something is wrong with you and to stay away from me and I'm not sorry to say that #fuck 'gallows humor' or 'joking to cope' etc #You're not funny you're just an asshole and I'm not sorry to say that either

[dramatic-dolphin]

genuinely sometimes i hear people talk abt children or see the way they act around kids and it's like... do you guys not remember actually being children..... because i remember being uncomfortable when people hugged and kissed me without asking & being frustrated when i was not given a reason for why i'm not allowed to do something. like do you guys not remember that.

#legit i find myself explaining to my baby cousin WHY he shouldn't do things #he's a year and a half old even when he understands my words he's not going to remember them or completely understand their meaning #but it just feels like basic decency for me to go #''don't bite that because it's going to break in your mouth and that will feel very bad'' #sure he's not going to understand what that means because it's never happened to him #& he doesn't have the brain to extrapolate it from other things yet #but ya know. makes ME and the memory of small child!me feel better #as a child i would have loved to have clear descriptions of the consequence of an action sometimes

[georgecostanzaatemysoup]

"You know," Five says, out of the blue, clutching the neck of his bottle of beer loosely in his left hand. "I've been numb since I found you guys dead back when I was 13..." He then sighs and adds, "The first time."

Viktor pauses, studying Five for a long moment before he says, "That's pretty sad."

"Maybe so," Five agrees, standing up and chugging the remainder of his beer. "But it's gotten me this far." He then staggers away, his smaller body's tolerance not nearly as on par as his older self.

Viktor frowns and watches him disappear back into Hotel Oblivion, his stomach twisted in worried knots.

#the umbrella academy #viktor hargreeves #five hargreeves #i don't know what i am doing #have this ficlet #hey tua let five talk about his feelings in season 4 please #he's a small grown man boy child let him get some pent up emotions out #please