We leave a stain, we leave a trail, we leave our imprint. Impurity, cruelty, abuse, error, excrement, semen — there’s no other way to be here. Nothing to do with disobedience. Nothing to do with grace or salvation or redemption. It’s in everyone. Indwelling. Inherent. Defining. The stain that is there before its mark.
Matthew Macfadyen wins Golden Globe for Best Male Actor in a Supporting Role on Television for his role as Tom Wambsgans in "Succession" | 81st Golden Globe Awards Jan 07, 2024
being an adult means we can buy or make as much self-indulgent shit (as we can afford) and unironically have trinkets of our fave things cause our teen years was bullied for liking things and hiding/denying we were ever neurodivergent to the point of suicide. sucks for anyone that thinks its weird cringe but I'm going to try and allow myself to love myself in little ways now
As more and more Humans interact with and integrate within Coalition stations, reports, closer to hushed whispers really, began to circulate of some Humans being... discomforting... to be around.
Initially we thought it was just rudeness or passive aggressive behavior or any number of subtle actions or choice of words, no matter how advanced or civilized there will always be some assholes.
However, when some of these "offenders" were presented to us peacekeepers, we found them to be perfectly polite and reasonable. As our conversation continued and shifted topics, whenever there was a lull or the focus was on another speaker for a longer time, the Human's gaze drifted somewhat.
Sometimes she would look to the side and it was harder to tell what her exact expression was, but every so often she would be looking at one of us, but... not. It was as if she was staring at something behind us, through us even. Beyond the walls of the station, it even felt as though beyond space and time itself.
It was one of the most unnerving and chitin-chilling feelings we've ever felt, but then the Human seemed to notice our change and became that friendly and cheerful person once again:
"Sorry, my mind drifted there for a bit. What were you saying?"
And the conversation continued as if nothing was out of the ordinary for the Human.
Upon our return to our office, one of the Human peacekeepers heard about our impromptu assignment and offered this explanation after we told him what happened:
"Oh yeah, I think that person was a retired firefighter or rescue worker of some kind. Professions like that can be dangerous and you'll eventually encounter something horrible at a disaster site or crime scene. Probably saw someone die, or a person they rescued later didn't make it, or it was a kid... It's the toughest when you're the last one a child sees before..."
There it is again. That look, but with a tinge of sadness this time. We didn't know he was carrying such memories. The untimely death of anyone is a difficult time for those that survive, especially when it is the young whose life was still just starting. It seems Humans with their heightened senses and sensitivity to the feelings of others these kind of experiences imprint a far stronger memory than for most.
"Anyway, we've got a bunch of names for such things, but typically we call it the thousand yard stare. It's an old measurement unit, don't worry about it. I think the meaning may have changed a bit over the years, but basically some people go through traumatic stuff and they decide, consciously or not, to sort of... detach themselves from reality. It's a coping mechanism.
A few people thrive on horrible things, but they're the exception. Most of us would go crazy or depressed or any other infinite bad possibilities our brains can go in if we don't find a way to separate ourselves from certain realities. It can get real bad otherwise. It's rare, but a few go truly nuts and try to inflict their pain unto others. Most end up suffering alone for a long time. And some can't take it anymore and decide to end it themselves.
Thankfully therapists and support options are widely available, so those kind of scenarios are really rare, like... suicide accounts for about three out of a hundred thousand deaths last time I saw those charts. Plus drones and automation take care of most of the dangerous tasks, leaving the vast majority of cases to be caused by interpersonal relations actually. A broken heart is one of those traumas we'll never get rid of it seems. That's just life, I guess."
Happy Holidays from @chocodile and I's family to yours. Have our adorable horrible boys in some ugly Christmas sweaters to match their ugly personalities.
Hot take? Maybe? Idk I saw ppl yelling at Lenore earlier but
idc Lenore was completely justified in yelling at will, even if it wasn’t the best way to get him to be more effective. he literally aided and abetted putting Duke in that wall. Duke begged him for help and he said “…sorry?” He lured him into that cellar USING LENORES FACE. Then the next day, using DUKES FACE, the face of the man he helped put behind the wall, he used the face of someone the misfits trusted (knowing that the guy was suffocating in the walls as he did this) to lure Berenice, eulalie, and Lenore, into the graveyard, where he helped Monty beat the shit out of them.
just bc Monty is mean to will and uses him doesnt mean will isnt making his own choices like he’s not an innocent little baby here he doesnt deserve for Lenore to baby him. Like Lenore, Lenore SO deserves to be mad at will and not gaf about his feelings she DOESNT KNOW HIM and he HELPED IN HER FRIENDS ATTEMPTED MURDER and he literally is an imbecilic little paintywaist so
i will forever advocate in favor of Lenore destroying the piss out of people emotionally idc. I cheer. Annabel, Monty, will, Ada, GET EM GIRLY
I will say that this was goofy as fuck here like ohhhh girl
if he lives 😒
i may deign to spare your life 😡
SHES SO DRAMATIC stop waving that thing around you lunatic - shes rly trying to make up for the fact there’s no bullets, really trying to sell it. you can tell shes an old rich lady 💀 “move swiftly” girl you sound like a train station recording.
I love pluto standing in the back there like a goon
Last thing i love how Lenore is like wtf girl what the fuck are you on about im not your therapist are you serious right now??? Are you CRYING?? Is he really doing this in public??
There are stained glass windows that immortalize legendary heroes with immense powers, reigning ghosts, time lords... and then there is a more discreet one, which immortalizes a sleeping girl, Jasmine Fenton. Because, perhaps, she deserves it as much as they do.
32th submission for the @green-with-envy-phandom-event! This is a collab: the lineart was created by @trueratdad, and we did the color.
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