ayy yo go catch me over @shinedied, this blog archived
i’m still in baby blog jail so i cant tag but pls love me ♥ i’ll be @ replying to people over there, any threads / asks / etc are still go ! feel free to reply to stuff on this blog still i’ll be checking every so often
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ayy yo go catch me over @shinedied, this blog archived
i’m still in baby blog jail so i cant tag but pls love me ♥ i’ll be @ replying to people over there, any threads / asks / etc are still go ! feel free to reply to stuff on this blog still i’ll be checking every so often
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ayy yo go catch me over @shinedied, this blog archived
i’m still in baby blog jail so i cant tag but pls love me ♥ i’ll be @ replying to people over there, any threads / asks / etc are still go ! feel free to reply to stuff on this blog still i’ll be checking every so often
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ayy yo go catch me over @shinedied, this blog archived
i’m still in baby blog jail so i cant tag but pls love me ♥ i’ll be @ replying to people over there, any threads / asks / etc are still go ! feel free to reply to stuff on this blog still i’ll be checking every so often
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ayy yo go catch me over @shinedied, this blog archived
i’m still in baby blog jail so i cant tag but pls love me ♥ i’ll be @ replying to people over there, any threads / asks / etc are still go ! feel free to reply to stuff on this blog still i’ll be checking every so often
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in my stranger things verse where the torrances bring danny to doctor brenner for help with his abilities he’s given the number seventeen :)
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i am Manifesting a New Blog / Carrd / aesthetic for danno, stay tuned
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file :// jason , jasonbrenner.
he doesn’t understand how much he’s missed out on, doesn’t realize just how wide the world really is. his entire world was within these walls, buried deep underground, not at all known by the outside world. they were as oblivious to him as he was to them, as if it was an entirely different planet. they have no idea just how lucky they are, and he has no idea just how poorly he’s being treated.
he doesn’t understand what he’s seeing, struggles to process it. all the colors, the softness under his feet, the vastness of the sky above them. wide eyes look around constantly, trying to decipher what he sees. it’s all so new, so different. he sees the word, but that doesn’t really help him, doesn’t have a clue what it says.
the word only appears in confusion. the letters mirror in the boy’s head like gibberish. he doesn’t know, danny comes to understand. and that . . . it’s incomprehensible to him. even if he had never seen above, he had to know at least about it, right ? apparently not. it SCARES him, in a way too for what kind of people truly could not even let him know about the world ? hadn’t anyone ever shown him a book about it ? like his mom had ? he tries not to think of her too much, it hurts to. blinking, he withdraws himself and looks at the floor beneath them. what if he had known but FORGOT ? that was even more terrifying a reality. 𝘪 𝘥𝘰𝘯’𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘨𝘦𝘵, he tells himself. he feels an impasse form between them. “ you really don’t know, don’t you. ” it’s not even a question, his voice flat. he can’t even muster an apologetic smile, as if deflated, defeated. “ i’m sorry. ”
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your past is dead YET it still haunts you AND you let it
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file :// jason , jasonbrenner.
he’s a little nervous about town, nervous about people and noises and getting overwhelmed, but he’s excited too. excited to get out of the house, excited to see new things. it’d get him that one step closer to being normal, one step closer to being the kind of person he wants to be. the excitement is obvious in the way he’s quick to get his coat, wraps himself in it so quickly - though he doesn’t do up the zip, will leave that to danny. it’s still the slightest bit too intricate for him, still a work in progress. his shoes, however, he can do - and he’s always excited to prove it. velcro may not be the most fashionable thing in the world, but it means he can do his shoes up himself, something that always brings up some pride.
there’s no doubt in dan’s mind that the world wasn’t jason’s for the taking. he could do anything he wanted, if he just set his sights on it. and there’s something in seeing the younger boy, eagerly getting ready for the day out. an excitement he knows is layered with fear, worry. but every chance for those fears to be laid false, was something dan yearned for. gathering his own jacket, he buttons it against the slight chill of the day, but it was nice out despite the causal gust of winter.
“ ready ? ” walking over to him, he reaches down to bring the ends of his jacket together and finds the zipper, doing it up for him easily enough. he wonders if there could be a way to help him with things like that. something with magnets maybe, and a string he could pull, yes. he files away the idea for later, venturing towards the front door. opening it he allows the boy to leave first, locking it behind them. setting off, dan exhales, the air bracing but light. he looks over to the boy and gestures towards the green street sign. “ so, do you remember what our street’s called ? ”
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file :// maria , crimewrought.
𝙷𝙸𝚂 𝚆𝙾𝚁𝙳𝚂 𝚂𝙾𝙾𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝙷𝙴𝚁, but only by a small fraction ; ever does she struggle to see unwarranted acts of care as more than something artificial, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐨𝐥𝐮𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐲 𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐯𝐞𝐝. and yet, he had helped her, in a way she can’t comprehend ——– in a way that simply doesn’t compute in her mind, 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚢 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚊𝚗 𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚙𝚕𝚎𝚝𝚎 𝚟𝚒𝚜𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚘𝚏 𝚍𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚛𝚒𝚞𝚖.❝ a lot of questions… try a million.❞ her exhaustion is evident, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐨𝐨 𝐢𝐬 𝐚 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐛𝐫𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐫𝐮𝐬𝐭. brows furl upon her forehead, and she studies him, attempting to fill in the blanks of an incomplete, 𝐮𝐧𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐧𝐲 𝐩𝐢𝐜𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞.❝ … you helped me. thank you.❞ her words are tempered by an iron-willed sincerity ; this sincerity is echoed in an intense gaze. ❝ … but i don’t… i don’t think i feel safe.❞ naught too remarkable ; 𝚜𝚊𝚏𝚎 𝚒𝚜 𝚊 𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚎𝚒𝚐𝚗 𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚖𝚊𝚛𝚔 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚑𝚊𝚜𝚗’𝚝 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚗𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚎𝚍 𝚒𝚗 𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠𝚜.
he can feel the conflict and he doesn’t think it has anything to do with his second sight. some people just BREATHED emotion more, he understood -- especially in fraught and strange circumstances. there’s no rush, he indicates his calm intent with smooth movements, a careful distance. smiling while his head is bowed, he nods. “ understandable. ” all too often he would try to AVOID such questions, the answers weren’t easy, or . . . sane by any measure. “ take your time, catch your breath and all. is there anything i can get you ? i got coffee, tea, and some pop. ”
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dan is terrified of becoming a parent but nonetheless would be an incredible father. and truly, it has nothing to do with being psychic at all. his empathy is natural, his instincts built out of a deep compassion and devotion. his boundless ability to care, love, and protect perfect strangers would translate one thousand fold to a child born from his own genes. still, he feels it irresponsible given all he knows about his family history, his inherited temper and proclivity towards alcohol -- the shining notwithstanding as well. genuinely believing that his gift was passed down, ( abra for evidence ) and given how much it’s troubled his life he couldn’t in good conscience roll the dice, hoping the child wouldn’t be as fucked up as he is.
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what’s your role in a found family dynamic ?
-- the protective one !
it does not require much for you to take someone under your wing. you have a knack for seeing the best in others and rooting for them, and they look up to you in turn. they feel that you are safe to go to in times of chaos or strife, and are calmed by your presence. you take extra measures to make sure everyone feels supported. things that others might not even consider, you have already likely accounted for. in most scenario, you are “ the leader. ” your struggles tend to come from your desire to provide things to others. you want to give, to see those you love happy. to make wherever you are a place of comfort. your failures hit you hard because you see this as your responsibility, and you hate to let people down. okay, yes, there’s no avoiding it : this is the parent friend.
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file :// jason , jasonbrenner.
nerves are palpable, the entire situation being one he’s not good at dealing with. he remains as steady as possible, but breathing is shaky and his hands have the slightest tremor. as the scissors come nearer he squeezes his eyes shut, though that’d prove to not be the best idea. his mind runs with his fear, pushes the thoughts into his head of THE LAB and all the times they’d poked and prodded at him, all the times they’d cut him open and sewn him shut again.
the crunch of scissors slicing through hair makes him whimper, plenty of less than pleasant imagery running through his head, imagination running wild with the glimpses of his past. he doesn’t even really register how much he’d been relying on the tension in his hair to keep his hand up, arm dropping once the tension is severed. hair is dropped from his hand before both hands raise to rub at still closed eyes, the slightest hint of tears beginning to seep through. but he doesn’t say anything, just sniffles, just lets his mind continue to wander.
it’s the easiest way he knows. assuming something like an electric buzzer would be TOO MUCH for him seemed to be the right call. even dan himself didn’t like it -- the vibrations, the voracity of the noise close to his skull. though this isn’t necessary, cutting hair and all. he thinks to stop, make sure he’s alright but another part of him wants to push him on this.
he doesn’t move, doesn’t signal he’s anything but complacent. and even if dan knows that’s how he deals he trusts that he would react, say something if he WASN’T okay. it’s something he’s always worked with him on -- the self-reliance, the concept of speaking out for your own interests. the pause fills that heavy space as dan allows him to collect himself a bit. the scissors near again, he lightly brushes some of the hair between his fingers and cuts it, the strands fall easily to the floor. another few cuts later, he thinks to check in. “ how you doing, okay ? ”
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file :// mom , winifrd.
“ mmhmm . you’ve grown a bit since then , though . ” hand reaches forth , smoothing back his hair ( less blond now , less baby - fine … oh , how quickly children grow ) . if this baby has fallen short of fortune , with her and jack for parents ( though they’ve slowly begun to find their footing , find stability ) , she has at least been lucky to claim daniel torrance as her brother . “ being a big brother is a big responsibility , doc . you up for it ? ”
he giggles at her words, imagining how he couldn’t have remembered being so small. maybe that was why, his baby brain wasn’t ABLE -- but he doesn’t know. watching his NEW SIBLING slightly stir in his arms. the baby was heavy, his arms already straining, he tries to readjust ( 𝘸𝘢𝘵𝘤𝘩 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘥 ), his lips pulled tight in focus. big responsibility, big brother all the words seemed IMPORTANT, but he understood it in his own way. “ yeah, of course ! ” he beams up at his mother, thinking about all the things he knew about being a big brother. his father would tell him that it was his job to look after her, teach her stuff -- JUST AS MUCH as it was his and their mother’s . . . just different. and she was different too, her head wasn’t filled with practically anything -- something that wanted to make him ask about it, the COLOR floating above her crown was clear, no words -- “ can she see ? ”
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which of my favorite specific character archetypes are you ?
-- the Beast !
misunderstood, perceived unfairly as monstrous. a person with kindness, with a penchant for indulging and caring for other monsters if no one else will.
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tagging : @patricauris , @winifrd , @webbin , @paragcne & viewers like u :)
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dan torrance aes. 030.
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