#and am really hoping that isn't an indicator of how long this is gonna be

[raetttriestowrite]

Me, an author, side eyeing my WIP: you're not going to do anything weird, are you? We've discussed this. There's a plan. We're going to stick to the plan, aren't we?

The WIP: *presents subplot, presents additional conflicts, presents character development, laughs in my fucking face*

#raetttriestowrite #fanfiction #writer problems #raett rants about writing #look honestly it's not that bad but it's relatable #so feel free to reblog #just. Bless This Mess is a disaster of a series and there are way the fuck too many things going on #and i'm staring at the word count of the next part #and am really hoping that isn't an indicator of how long this is gonna be #but don't hold your breath #i am very very slow. and i'm not that far through the plot. and it's uh. 3.5k #so. this may take a while. hopefully not six months but we'll see #considering i'm fully expecting to be laughed at by my plan as per the post

[funky-astrologer]

The Yod Aspect

“finger of god”

This is a response to a post I was tagged in asking about this particular aspect formation, and is quite long, I have highlighted the most important parts.

Commonly known as the "finger of god" aspect, this particular aspect is traditionally formed when two planets form a sextile to one another and then each a quincunx to a third planet.

In this case Chiron in Scorpio at 16 degrees in the 6th house, sextile the North Node in Virgo at 13 degrees in the 4th house, with both of them forming a quincunx to Saturn in Aries at 14 degrees in the 11th house.

Consider first the nature of the two aspects -- a sextile is seen as easy, yet it doesn't always manifest itself simply because it is too easy. It is subtle and not prone to going out of its way to make a statement or leave an imprint. The quincunx on the other hand -- a 150-degree aspect combining two energies that seemingly have very little in common seeks to remedy this by presenting these energies together anyway.

For example, Aries and Virgo or Aries and Scorpio.

*Consider opposite signs (Aries & Libra) and look to the two conjoining signs of each one to find a quincunx sign for the other.

A quincunx is uncomfy, plain and simple. It is strain and burdensome when you don't realize what is happening. I have my Mars and Pluto quincunx and I do not like it very much at times. It causes me to overwork myself to the point of no avail almost. The answer is usually do nothing and wait for something. Doesn't mean you shouldn't make any effort at all, but rather the effort will show up at some point anyway whether you are consciously aware or not. Be patient and reserve your energy with the quincunx.

Chiron and North Node are two energies concerned with growth and evolution. They are about learning from experience, whereas Saturn is about building upon that experience. Any efforts made in the areas of life governing the 4th, 6th and 11th house will be brought into unique manifestation in the house of Saturn--which is the 11th house here, and a very prominent house for manifestation. These efforts may come in a most simple way through the 4th and 6th (these freakin' sextiles am I right?), yet will not manifest in a way that can be engineered or made to happen like many manifestations stories would have you think.

The sextile provides an easier time helping things along, but the involvement with the quincunx--and by default, the yod aspect, indicates that no mater how simple things can be--they are not always intended to be that way.

Being intentional is so important, it is so simple yet so profound. @Plantop-14 This yod aspect requires you to be intentional in your manifestations. Sure, some of them may be simple and you can have really beneficial results and benefits--but that isn't really the point nor the gift of this aspect.

Imagine a seesaw, okay now imagine two people on one side and one person on the other side. Whatever happens--all are involved. The two on the same side--are on the same side. They are literally working in tandem. The third person on the other side is the one who may be left feeling the most frustrated--this person represented by Saturn. It may be tiring at times and frustrating to keep going, and keep making an effort--but that is the point. Make the effort, and be intentional, don't try to make things easy just because you can. Otherwise, this third person is gonna be like f*ck you guys--I'll do whatever I want. Then what? Well then the sextile is no longer working in tandem--it isn't working at all. And things that should be easy, will in fact be harder. By being intentional about life plans, goals and making a genuine effort at things that come easy, you grow in a way that Saturn respects, and when you gain the respect of Saturn--through work and persistence, you will be rewarded with the "finger of god" in all your endeavors.

I hope this makes sense, and I hope it helps a bit. I wanted to go into specifics, but I'll save that for another time. The yod is powerful and carries potential meant to be utilized intentionally as if you were the god of these planets and energies.

If you made it this far, thanks for reading! I welcome feedback, @plantop-14 thank you for reaching out and tagging me. <3

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#astrology #yod #yod aspect #finger of god #aries #virgo #scorpio #4th house #6th house #11th house #manifestation #sextile

[reflections-in-a-critical-eye]

Can we talk about more important things like jimin? I know it's been days but oh boy, his last live made me feel tingly inside. After weeks and weeks of radio silence I wasn't speculating much about his activities, but it's clear that he's been marinating something. I just can't help but giggle thinking of him sitting down like he always does, like he's 6ft 5 tall and his cock is way too heavy, and just analyzing frame by frame every little thing he did during Face era, and that's classic jimin but at the same time I feel like his demeanor changed yet again? Did anyone else feel The Vibes~? Were the super shy mimi days left behind and there's no need to hide behind Legos anymore? I loved to see that he was able to talk without feeling awkward, and loved to hear him talk about his need to change, gives me the feeling that he's gonna pick up from where he left off with set me free pt. 2. A couple of days ago I was doing some deep cleaning and I ended up going through his photobook again, I still can't believe the way he ATE that, every single concept? Insane. Would love to see him go further and keep exploring that side of him, I want to see and hear a brighter, happier jimin, maybe jimin in love, jimin in lust, so many things, why am I so greedy when it comes to him? Lol I can't help it.

That Most Important Thing: Jimin - The sequel. We can and should talk about him.

I did notice a different vibe. Right from the beginning. I don't know how to explain it, but it was as if he was less burdened, compared to the livestreams he did pre Face and during the promotions. The stress must have been really high back then.

Now, it's like he discovered what he has to do, he's doing it and feeling confident about it. Maybe it's an act, putting on a brave face, but to me, he just seemed more carefree. I've seen some reactions, people actually being worried about what he said about starting from scratch because of what the majority of us think it's related to that infamous encore. It might be, I hope it isn't, or that it didn't produce some long term effect on his self confidence. But to me it sounded like instead of wallowing, he picked himself up and went back to work.

Again, that doesn't mean he did a bad job with Face, far from it. We know it would be ridiculous to say that. It's one of the best kpop albums so far in 2023.

I love that it had coherence, a vision. Everything was interconnected and every single layer and element of the album was carefully crafted. Nothing was lacking. It wasn't like there were mediocre lyrics, but a good melody or vice versa. None of that.

The photofolio (again, he ate that. He did more than everybody) and the first album are an indication that he's on an interesting path. What I hope is to see an evolution, taking some steps further, more courage. Jimin plays it a bit on the safer side. He pushes it, but just enough. I want him to just push the limits bit by bit. Because he can and because there's potential.

I liked how you introduced his heavy dick in all that praise. Makes perfect sense in the context.

#m thoughts #jimin #jimin solo career

[fictionkinfessions]

cw swearing / rant

i am an ________ fictive and i genuinely hate the fandom sm.

like why do you have to repost proship shit on the maintags? its so fucked up. idgaf about proship folk or what they do as long as they stay in they corner (it triggers me to see it but like, if i don't see it posted on maintags and such i don't really care. i won't go searching for shit that upsets me.)

but that isn't good enough for the fandom! they have to dig and find proship shit to be upset about then post it all over the tags all angry like yea bitch no one wants to see that, put it away.

i once looked up my source on tiktok and literally every single video was "hey look at this proship art i found of ________!!" like !?? get that off the main tags, put it away, why do people force proship stuff into the eyes of other people? if you are chronically online enough to go looking for stuff to upset/trigger yourself, i hope you get better mentally. but don't then post that shit everywhere where people are just regularly gonna be! not everyone wants to be upset. people who do that are worse than proship in my opinion cuz at least if i see "proship" in a bio i know the account isn't for me, people like this have no indication or warning that they post triggering material. like all it is is posting proship shit with main tagging and no tws for your followers who probably aren't proship, how is that any different from who you hate?

sorry if this sounds hard to read i haven't fronted in a while. idk how big of an issue it is now, but it was once bad enough to make me go dormant. i don't want to see proship stuff. if you hate proship accounts do it without basically making yours into one.

x

#fictionkinfessions #fictive #fandom issue #anty ship #proship cw #mental health issue #mod party cat

[iliterallydecepticanteven]

This is an exceedingly random question, but it's been on my mind insomuch that I might have a fic idea stewing in my brain: do you have any thoughts on Cybertronian marriage/bonding concepts or rituals? For example, what exactly makes two people "consorts"?

Omg, I'm so excited to talk about this!! So I actually made a huge list of headcanons for bonding in TFA that I was gonna use as a reference in a fic but then I never got around to the fic. Instead, I'm just gonna toss all those rules in below because I have Some Thoughts™.

But before I get into them, I do wanna say, because TFs don't follow the same gender binary that humans do, I think bonding is seen as an act done between two bots who want to spend the rest of their existence together. There are no "roles" in a relationship, like "wife" or "husband," it is legit just "I am so madly in love with you and I want to spend every moment with you until we both die." As such, bonding for political purposes or class status isn't really a thing. The term consort really works here, since it's a gender-neutral term used to refer to the romantic companion or partner of someone.

Anyway, here's the extensive list of headcanons I threw together. I'm gonna throw a read more in there since this is super long:

You can be legally bonded without being spark bonded.

Legal bonding gives similar benefits to marriage, such as tax benefits, shared insurance, and being priority emergency contact.

Spark bonding often considered closer and more intimate but also more dangerous as when your conjunx dies you spark could go supernova and kill you as well.

As such, it's harder to break a spark bond. While not deadly, it's painful. So most will be legally bonded for a while before eventually spark bonding once their sure the relationship will last.

There are huge benefits to spark bonds though. The major one being that you can reach out through it and sort of communicate with your conjunx. You can't exchange words but you can exchange emotions and sense when they're in pain or distress. It also provides a deeper connection with the conjunx and better synchronicity with them.

Megatron actually banned spark bonds within the Decepticon army pretty early on. He didn't want two soldiers dying when one got killed.

The only exception to this rule is Strika and Lugnut, who got bonded right before the war broke out.

Pre-war bonding ceremonies could be incredibly lavish and similar to weddings with a ceremony followed by a reception and party. Traditionally everyone was expected to dress up in nice armor and decorate with jewelry and capes or robes.

Obviously, those who weren't rich often did smaller ceremonies. One major tradition among many was to get bonded in a bar.

The major acts during the ceremony is to review what was done for conjunx ritus, read vows to each other and exchange vials of innermost energon, have all guests affirm their faith and hope in the relationship, and have a third party (whether that be a higher ranking politician or a bartender) announce the bond as legitimate.

That's all for the legal aspect of bonding. Spark bonding is always done in private, away from everyone else.

Spark bonding is done by touching and merging sparks. Because of how intimate and dangerous this is, it is imperative that it be done in a safe secluded space.

Conjunx Ritus doesn't need to be performed before getting bonded, but it's expected and even concerning if you don't do it. It's like getting engaged before getting married. Not technically required, but definitely expected.

The four acts are: the Act of Intimacy, the Act of Devotion, the Act of Disclosure, and the Act of Profference. These don't have to be done in a specific order. Yeah I stole this straight from MTMTE sue me.

There also isn't really a way to indicate that someone is bonded, like a ring. External displays of bonding just aren't a thing.

That being said, I do think after starting trade routes with Earth and interacting with American culture, some form of transformation safe matching jewelry would start to get big among bonded couples.

That's all I have for now, but I am sure in the future when I incorporate these headcanons into an actual fic, I'll add more!

#thanks for the ask! #tfa #transformers animated #conjunx endura #spark bonding #strika #lugnut #megatron #they're mentioned may as well tag them #my ramblings #sorry for any spelling errors i am super tired rn

[ruthlesslistener]

It's been so long, but I just want to get this off my chest cause what you dis really messed me up to this day.

Being accused of being a pedophile over headcanoning that a small creature whose form is that of a mysterious goo is an adult really ruined my experience with the Hollow Knight community and myself. I saw Ghost as a little sanrio character cause as an Asian who grew up in an Asian country, I was surrounded by little mascot characters whose height did not tell their age at all. You were one of my fave fic writers out there before all this, so seeing you sprout how people like me who have different headcanons are someone dangerous really messed me up as a survivor of abuse. I'm not telling you this to harass you like what your followers may insist cause last I checked they coddled you so much during this time, I'm telling you this cause you ruined one of my special interests with your redtagging. I hope you are happy. I think you pretty much rekindled one of my triggers too: Seeing popular fanfic writers redtag and harass others over headcanons.

Gonna block you again, but I'm just going to say this once: please be kind to others and remember that shit like this isn't enough to say someone is a predator. It just creates and breeds harassment and a person like you with thousands of followers should know better and be more responsible.

Anon, I truly am sorry that my reaction had such a profoundly negative effect on you. That was not my intention and I am genuinely distressed that I caused you such upset. If it helps, this experience actually did greatly sour my experience with the fandom as well, because I did not intend to have that effect and I did not want that effect. I was very, very tempted to simply delete my blog and start all over again specifically to erase any sort of concept of 'authority' that I might have in the fandom space, because the simple thought that someone might take my personal opinions and use them as an excuse to harass others just because I write fanfiction in my free time nearly gave me a panic attack. This isn't to draw the attention off of the fact that I hurt you- this is to drive home the fact that I am not in this fandom to be popular and there is nothing that I say that should be treated as word of god or used to harass others. I should not have that sort of power. Nor do I want it. It honestly makes my skin crawl and if I could wipe my name from everyone's minds while also leaving my work out there for others to find, then I would.

However, I never thought that you specifically were a pedophile, and I was in the wrong to say something that could be constructed as such. I spoke without thinking and without understanding that there was that headcanon beyond unsavory characters in the first place, my interactions with which greatly tarnished my perception of the headcanon because I didn't know any better. Genuinely- I went and asked the people I know in discord (who were likely most of those fans that 'coddled' me), and they told me I was wrong and all the ways that I was wrong, which gave me a big 'oh shit' moment. That's why I shifted my argument to simply explaining why I didn't like it- because yeah, I still fucking don't, but to me it's about as impactful as if someone likes pie vs cake. This shit, at the end of the day, isn't real. It's pixels on a screen and drawing on paper. When I spoke about how it left a bad taste in my mouth and how I had poor experiences with it in the past, that was about a personal bias and experience talking about a broad concept, not anyone specifically. Just because I considered it a red flag due to prior experiences, as stated, does not mean that it is a certainty of danger. I do not at all think that ones fictional preferences are honest indicators of the type of people they are in real life, just indicators that they're people I wouldn't get along with.

(fuckin hell, I'm fucking riddled with red flags myself- just look at my propensity for gore and tragedy and dark, violent media. That's as much of a red flag as what I was talking about before, but I can't handle the imagery of the other for reasons I can't explain other than irrational brain stuff. I also fully expect other people to look at the shit I'm into with disgust and mistrust and to block me on sight- there's plenty of people I've never interacted with who've done that already. Can't blame them for that.)

As for the thing about Ghost being similar to Asian mascots- I genuinely had no idea that was even a thing. I understand that I am biased in this regard. I was raised in a western country who has very different means of telling stories than eastern ones, and not only that, I also grew up in a very closeted-in all forms of the world-household. I didn't have any access to media other than what my local library had until I was around 11, and that was pretty much limited to fanfiction and googling all the shit that my parents banned from me. So I made zero connection to the sort of cutesy mascots in Asian cultures and Ghost until you brought that point up just now. My apologies again on that one, it's genuinely a blind spot on my part and had I known that before I certainly would have taken that into account.

However- and I'm also saying this as someone who has also encountered abuse (though admittedly a very different kind, so I cannot understand nor will pretend to understand that I know how you feel): please also understand that there will be many instances in your life where people trigger you by accident, and they have no idea that they did so until you point it out. This does not mean that they were deliberately trying to harm you. In this case, I was not at all trying to target you specifically- I don't even know you. I had no idea that what I said was an honest-to-god trigger because the whole time I was operating under the assumption that I was talking about something being 'fucking gross' the same way that lasagna is fucking gross, not as in 'I think everyone who thinks this way are genuinely dangerous people'. That's also why I responded so defensively, and why people who knew what I meant came to defend me- because from my perspective, I was talking casually, and then was getting angry replies back about something I did not mean, which felt like I was having words being put into my mouth. And that is a trigger for me as well. Which made it an even bigger fucking mess.

(There is also- and I will now fully admit to this now bc fuck I'm tired of fucking around with these goddamn arbitrary social media rules- a desire to keep antis off my back by playing up my disgust and vitrol to the subject. I've been at the center of their harassment and nearly lost friends bc of people labeling me a proshipper, so I figured the safe way to deal with it is to simply overflaunt a preexisting disgust response so that people don't attack me or accuse me of being something I'm not again.)

I triggered you. I did not know that, but that is not an excuse. You, however, also triggered me, which made the whole mess even worse. Let me explain- I grew up as an autistic child in a highly confrontational household, with a parent who would either deliberately set up scenarios that I would fail at or look for reasons to get angry at so he could blow up at me, yelling abuse and sometimes resorting to physical violence. Because I was the eldest who was supposed to be 'responsible' and 'a good role model' to my younger siblings, this meant that I was second in line for him to take out his anger on. He put words in my mouth and implications I did not mean all the time just so that he wouldn't feel bad later about backing me into a corner, destroying my possessions, and threatening to kill my pets if he did not outright hit me (which he only ever held back on because he was afraid of someone finding the marks and him being taken to jail). Me crying or apologizing only ever made him angrier, but getting angry and aggressive in return made it blow over quicker. So did trying to explain myself, because it at least let me verbally work over that the response I got was irrational. That was why I responded so defensively when I got put into a similar situation here, which is something that I somewhat regret but also do not entirely feel terrible about because how the fuck else was I supposed to respond when I kept explaining myself and you did not listen to me.

We're both human. Humans are messy and flawed. I am not someone that you should look up to or hold on a pedestal in any way because of this, nor should anyone else- I'm literally just a 23 year old guy who's obsessed enough with a story to write stories based on it in my free time, not some sage or king or god. I did not call you a pedophile personally for thinking that a fuckload of pixels I thought was a child wasn't, and when I was explaining why I don't like it, I was explaining my personal bias, not some tried-and-true gospel of divining the true meaning of fiction over something that is- as we just proved- incredibly difficult to discuss due to how subjective it is. I still maintain that my discomfort is very real and that it has a genuine basis in my own experiences, but that doesn't mean that it's valid or any more morally pure than yours. At the end of the day, it's not real, and the actual reason why I dragged this whole dilemma on for so long was because of the nature of the discussion itself throwing up all my self-defense actions rather than anything else. If I knew that it was a genuine trigger instead of fandom wank, and if I stopped getting asks in the first place, then I would have shut the fuck up a long time ago.

Def. recommend keeping me blocked, because while I certainly wouldn't mind reconciliation of a sort, I also think that our triggers overlap and that's not something that either of us should have to deal with. And I'm not talking about the Ghost headcanon either, because I no longer have that shitty knee-jerk reaction of 'oh god another cringe porn artist' to it, and- believe it or not!- have friends who are into completely different interpretations and ships and the like that I personally really dislike that I am also completely chill with because its my irrational meat brain that's the problem. I'm talking about the fact that when you're triggered, you get defensive and start jumping to conclusions (not unfounded ones btw) that unfortunately triggers my own defensive responses because jumping to conclusions is a stupid-niche trigger for me in turn. Shit's not good for either of us and I think you'd be way better off without me in your life.

And again, I really am very sorry that you thought I called you a pedophile. As I have said before, that was not my intention, and I have never believed that. I also will straight-up fight anyone who takes my irrational kneejerk dislike reaction and uses it to attack you, because that was ALSO not what I intended in the slightest and the thought of someone using my inability to shut up about my special interests as a means of 'word-of-god-ing' my likes and dislikes into fandom wank makes me want to hurl.

#i never even got proper socialization into my FUCKING LATE TEEN YEARS there is NO WAY that any of the shit i say should be followed blindly #like im not shitting on myself here and trying to play the victim im just being reasonable. im young and stupid #which means that i should be treated as such #anon #reply #also also. still kinda gritting my teeth at the concept of being 'coddled' when both of us were being fucking irrational as hell #lets face it #i was a goddamn ass but you also kept repeatedly ignoring what i had to say #and if i had to guess those werent my followers who were 'coddling me' those were just my discord friends #who saw i was having panic attacks over this and wanted to be nice #i dont hate you anon but im not going to lie and say that this isnt a two-way hurt because you did hurt me just as much as i hurt you #and neither of us were in the right but that doesnt mean it didnt happen either

[bonnieisaway]

Hi ! I am so happy to meet other people liking scissors seven ! The joy is enormous ! Anyway I was wondering about your thoughts on the Xuanwu assassins mostly the ones like Blackbird, the red woman (forgot her name), Red Tooth, Green Phoenix, etc

HELLO :33 okay this post might get really long

as for Blackbird: honestly I don't have too many thoughts on him... fucking LOVE his design though. and his backstory is super cool and I love how subtle his motivations are but how obvious it feels to any viewer why he's doing the things he does and why it makes sense. Over the course of the end of season 3 and the start of season 4, Blackbird starts the fight saying he doesn't want the money, he wants Seven to die slowly and painfully at his hands. and then by the end of it, he's saying "Your death will be quick, I promise you." And it's kind of subtle as to why his attitude changed but uses his backstory to illustrate his personality and motivations so much. He wants to be the hero. He wants to be selfless and say - "oh, I don't care for the reward, but I need to punish him" when we've seen no indication as to why he would want Seven dead personally, but when Seven starts winning the fight, Blackbird isn't playing games anymore. He needs Seven dead. He needs to be the hero here. He's been conditioned as long as he's be training that someone else can take the prize, the notoriety, the reward, but he has to be the one to do the job. And it fuckin destroys him when he can't because he can't possibly fathom not being the hero. Because he's sacrificed his entire body and life for this, if he doesn't win this fight, if he can't be the hero here, then what was it all for? What was the point of his suffering and his pain? And ultimately he goes so far to justify his suffering that it gets him killed. Which is unfortunate because I kinda wanted to see more of his character, but it's so.. in line and dedicated to his motivations and character building. Like it's so on brand for him and it illustrates his character so well, I just hope we get to see flashbacks of him in the past so we can see more of his personality.

Manjusaka (the red woman): HOOOOOO BOY. So I also adore her design, I actually have a character I made (for a different thing, not related to S7) where I took inspiration from Manjusaka's coat because I just love her design so much. She's very.. confusing to me? I hope we get to see her in flashbacks too - or at least she somehow lives through the end of season four, though it seems unlikely) - because I don't understand her motivations, or why she was obsessed with Seven. Every other Shadow Killer has their own reasons for their relationship or fight with Seven, most of them boil down to greed or their pride, but with Manjusaka you just don't know. Of course she's obligated to at least TRY and kill him because the leader said "kill that man," but what's the reason for her "crush"? Her obsession? What purpose was there in killing the Girl in White - or at least lying to Seven that she did??? What about her mentioned previous obsession with Green Phoenix?? She's notably the only woman of the Shadow Killers, does her demeanor have anything to do with needing to be stronger than the men around her, similar to Eleven? I dunno! I want to know more. So badly. I feel like I'm gonna say "I WANNA KNOW MORE" about like all of these characters

Redtooth: I don't know if this is a hot take but I hated him back before season 3 came out. And even then I kinda still hated him up until season 4. I could not fucking fathom why everybody loved him, because his backstory just looked like "boohoo I signed up to be in a clan where I can't have a girlfriend and I want a girlfriend" , but I'm fucking THRILLED that season 4 went so in-depth with his story and emotions and really made it clear why he is the way he is. I mean, the show uses a lot of show-don't-tell, so it's not OBVIOUS obvious, but they laid it out in a way where he made sense to me and I could put together why he's like that. I think I had like three separate posts about him and his relationship with Huilian (do I call her Huilian, or jiang?? is Jiang the last name??) but I really wanna focus here: I fucking adore how his past and his relationship with Huilian shaped his relationship with Seven. He fought tooth and nail and gave up everything he ever wanted to become powerful and worth something, and when this scrawny, 15 year old kid becomes a Shadow Killer without a single kill to his name, Redtooth feels threatened by him. To dare imply that this kid could somehow be on the same level as him? And then Redtooth couldn't beat him in that fight - mostly because he got stopped by Green Phoenix - and Redtooth is fucking furious he can't win. He needs the be stronger than Seven, he has to be better than this literal child! And he isn't and his hatred just festers and festers and he just wants Seven dead. And it's not said out loud but this is so obviously because of the way he had been treated in the Heaven Lily sect, and it's just so insanely well written the way his past warps the way he interacts with the world around him. I think this goes for everybody, just their past and present always feel so beautifully connected and so well represented in the way they act.

Green Phoenix: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

okay actually. like I feel like there's so much to say about him and I don't know where to START bro. mainly I adore his relationship with Thirteen. During season 2 I was impartial about him, and during season 3 I did not like him - I mean I loved seeing him and he's so cool, but as a character I hated him (not as much as I did redtooth tho) because I only understood that he was just using Thirteen. He's such a glaringly obvious replacement for her father, he is her weakness in every situation because he matters so much to her, being that he's the closest thing she has to a father, even if he's ruthless - I mean, in her eyes, being ruthless and teaching her to be the way she is was all she ever wanted. And then in season 4 he admits that he used her, every step of the way, from the very beginning, and yet through all that he could never predict that he'd care for her so much and love her like a real daughter, I fucking cried. I cried so hard. I have so many daddy issues I do not know how to deconstruct these two's relationship. I mean, the show has such a MASSIVE emphasis on protection, and your loved ones, and Seven's constant motivation is his adoration for the bonds between the people around him, and just .. the most calculated and cold Shadow Killer, the "weakest" yet the smartest, being unable to account for the love he could feel for someone he saw like his daughter and letting that ruin his decade or better of planning. It's so perfect. He's so perfect. I love that he's not explicitly forgiven or he never tries to say that Thirteen shouldn't be upset. She's reasonably disappointed and you can see it in her face - but when he hands over his sword to her to take her as a real disciple, to pass on the art of Green Cloud as if she were his own daughter, he's not forgiven, it doesn't make up for it, but it means so much. Thirtreen changes his perspective forever - as the Prince of Green Cloud, it was always his priority, and his revenge for what the leader of the Shadow Killers did does not mean killing him, it doesn't mean destroying the Shadow Killers, but it means letting Green Cloud live on through Thirteen. He tried to kill all of Green Cloud and erase it and he failed, and Green Phoenix may not be able to kill the leader, or to ruin the Shadow Killers, but the key difference is: every Shadow Killer is doomed to die in the act of killing - as White Fox says - and they are. Green Cloud will never die. It lives on in Thirteen. But Redtooth has died and come back already, Green Phoenix is dead, Blackbird is dead, and Manjusaka is dead - or at least they were wounded fatally enough I don't think they're getting back up.

I think I love most of all how loveable all these characters are (Manjusaka is ....... sometimes, she is! She sure is a character sometimes!!) despite the fact they are point blank the villains in the story. That they're an obstacle that, in most cases, have to die. That doesn't stop them from being loveable, from having such intricate backstories and detailed personalities, and sometimes it feels like nobody is the villain aside from the leader, given how fervently everyone believes in their own motivations and wants. But that doesn't redeem or ignore the things they have done - Manjusaka killed a group of random people just for talking shit, Redtooth is a conniving, evil and broken man shaped by his past, Green Phoenix spent almost his entire life tunnel visioned on a revenge plan that ultimately almost ruined the person he cherished most, Blackbird is known for being somebody who tortures and psychologically ruins people, a brutal, prideful man with a fallen apart sect that he can no longer save. They've all done such objectively awful things and yet they're written so well and motivated so beautifully that it doesn't always justify or dismiss the things they've done, but you're capable of loving them anyways. Being an obstacle in Seven's path doesn't make them two dimensional or black and white 'evil.' The writing is just so insanely good in this fucking show. I feel like I could (andprobablyhave) go on for days about it because just. Everytime I feel like I'm done talking there's more to talk about. GOD this show needs a bigger fanbase there's so much thought and love put into it and just AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

Sorry this answer got so long nonnie ;; I know you might've been expecting something a lot shorter and condensed just once I get started talking about this show I can't stop. I'm like a dog in a cage and if you put your fingers through the bars I WILL bite (start babbling about scissor seven) and I feel like this isn't even the full extent of how much I could talk about these motherfuckers. I do better when I'm asked specific questions because god there's just so much in this show and so much to talk about when I'm asked general questions it's so hard to get everything out. Anyways thank you so much for the opportunity to rant I love you with my heart I love meeting and talking to scissor seven fans it's so wonderful okay ily have a good day

#scissor seven #killer seven #wu liuqi #seven #blackbird #green phoenix #manjusaka #redtooth #i'm too lazy to tag the characters properly honestly #been a little bit since i talked about this show #still going insane as always it's just on the back burner in my mind #i need season five NOW #and i also need thirteen and seven to kiss #(i'm so normal guys i'ms o normal about them) #nobody ask me about seven and thirteen because then i REALLY won't shut the fuck u #thirteen

[zhongrin]

If friendship level was indicating how characters were acting about you in impostor sagau, where you would be safest?

1-3 - they know something is wrong with you, but they still act as if you were the imposter

4-7 - they will ignore you. They won't help but they won't rush to capture you if u know what I mean

8-10 - they will help you hide and will try and act on the side to convince others that you are not an imposter

For me it's probably Mondstadt or Liyue

From Mondstadt I have friendship lv10 with Diluc, Barbara, Lisa, Amber, Kaeya, lv8 with Noelle and Bennett.

For Liyue i have Zhongli, Kazuha and Xiao on lv10, Ningguang, Yun Jin, Yanfei and Xiangling on lv8

In Inazuma, well... My raiden is on lv7 and rest is below lv5 so yeah, not good

In Sumeru I have to get to Tighnari, as he is on lv10, Cyno is on 6 so it's not the worst thing I guess

Anyways, I'm safest in Mondstadt

Wonder where you are safe owo

*gasp* i remember seeing this kind of prompt on hira's (@/hiraya-rawr) blog and i wanted to do it for so long hsdlfjsldkjf

i think i'll be safest in... either mond or liyue? but generally, most of the characters will ignore me because whenever i get new characters i have a habit of stuffing them into the teapot until they reach lv. 6 lmao

mondstadt

lv. 10 jean and kaeya + lv. 8 amber and sucrose - fingers crossed they'll help convince the rest of the mondstadt residents that i mean no harm??

then again i don't have venti. does that mean he's at lv. 0? what would that translate to? that the character has no idea that you're the real creator and will hunt you down? bc if so well then rip me-

conclusion: safe(?)

liyue

tbh it's equally as safe and dangerous here i feel hsldfjlksdf zhongli. zhongli please you have to keep me safe-

lv. 10 zhongli and xiao + lv. 9 xingqiu + lv. 8 qiqi - yk what this isn't bad i have a dps, support, shielder, and healer i'm all set lmaooo

well... considering there are two characters who are my only triple-crowned peeps here (xiao and zhongli), i am praying to rex lapis that they would keep me safe ;;;

lv. 3 yun jin + lv. 2 yaoyao would be after me haldjsldj

no yelan, hu tao, shenhe, ganyu, childe - i think out of these people the only dangerous ones would be ganyu and childe (if they're devoted to the impostor that is). the others doesn't seem like the type who would care much about impostor gods and such... unless this is the sagau with heavy cultist element, in which case hoo boy guess we'll see who wins...

conclusion: safe... maybe

inazuma

lv. 10 shinobu and kazuha + lv. 9 thoma

i feel like my only option here is to:

1) rely on kazuha to persuade beidou (lv. 6) so they can snuck me out to liyue, or

2) rely on thoma to persuade ayato (lv. 7) for a temporary shelter in the kamisato residence (but i don't have ayaka so it's more likely that she might influence her brother to turn me in to the shogun shdlfkjsdl), or

3) rely on shinobu to persuade itto (lv. 6) to take me in... but can i live as an arataki gang member? ........... probably not.....

i have no ei or yae so as soon as they see me i think i'm gonna be vaporized ala signora so uh. yeah.

conclusion: not safe

sumeru

i'm fucked *chuckles*

lv. 10 collei - my sweet summer child. i am hoping she'll manage to convince tighnari at the very least. but otherwise, i'm fucked.

lv. 7 wanderer + lv. 5 al haitham - it's unfortunate but they would ignore me sobsob

i don't have cyno, tighnari, nilou, or nahida, which are the key people running sumeru so really i think i have the smallest chance of survival here orz

conclusion: very not safe

#rin answer #rin is having tea with: luke 💙 #this was super fun to do hehee

[blurglesmurfklaine]

hello/goodbye hugs that linger for javey 💙

Number 18 comin right up!

edit: oops, this got away from me because I don't know the definition of concise apparently

******

"It's just another three weeks, and then I'm home for the entire summer," Davey assures.

"It's too long," Jack whines. "I hate Yale. I hate stupid Boston and their stupid red-sox and their stupid Ivy League schools that have ya away for nine months of the year."

As much as Davey wants to pretend that Jack being all sorts of clingy is a major inconvenience, he can't dismiss the fact that he loves the way Jack always refuses to release them from their final hugs before Davey heads back to school.

It's become a tradition of sorts. They hug goodbye, and Davey makes some comment about being late for his train, and Jack tightens his grip while Davey rolls his eyes and lets his arms go limp at his side.

There's something different this time around, though, and Davey can't quite put his finger on it. The soft, ragged breath Jack takes when he buries his face into the crook of Davey's neck. The way his smile isn't entirely reaching his eyes.

"Hey," Davey's hands settle on Jack's shoulders as he puts enough space between them to get a good look at his best friend. "You okay?"

"Yeah," Jack mutters. Davey can tell by the dimness of his eyes that he's lying. " 'm'fine."

"You don't seem fine."

"I guess," Jack sighs, "In the past year, with you bein' gone and all... I didn't realize how much I was gonna miss ya. I didn't realize a lot of things."

Before Davey can even open his mouth to reply, he's being hauled in again for another bone-crushing hug. Davey's arms dangle by his side in shock as Jack's come up behind his back, gripping the back of Davey's shirt with such force.

Davey blinks himself out of his stupor and slowly brings his arms to clasp around Jack's waist.

"I love you, Dave."

"Love you, too, Jackie."

Davey's on the train, his mind running through their last encounter the way a needle runs over vinyl, when his phone buzzes.

Jackie: i need to tell you something. Jackie: shoulda said it before you left Jackie: i mean, i said it, but i didn't really SAY it ykwim?? Jackie: fuck. i hope you don't have signal rn and we can just wait til u get back for summer

Me: Bad news Me: I have signal

Jackie: well shit

Me: You were saying?

The three dots indicating someone on the other side is texting pop up. They disappear for a moment and return, sending anxiety that rises like the tide shooting through Davey's veins. This is where Jack admits what's been bothering him. This is where Jack says they've grown apart, that keeping up with Davey when he's so far away isn't worth the effort, that their friendship of nearly six years isn't worth the effo--

Jackie: I love you.

Davey squints at the screen.

All that fuss for Jack to tell Davey something he already knows?

Me: That's nice, Jackie. I love you, too!

Jackie: ffs Jackie: you go to an ivy league school Jackie: ain't no way ur really this dense

Me: ??? uncalled for??

Jackie: Dave. Jackie: I'm IN LOVE with you.

Oh. Well. Davey certainly wasn't expecting that.

Jackie: and i feel stupid sayin that over a damn text message but i was too scared to say it earlier and i feel like it'll eat me alive if i don't say anything Jackie: if you don't feel the same i TOTALLY understand btw Jackie: we can also just. pretend this never happened when you come back and it'll be just like old times

He blinks dumbly at the phone, heart hammering in his chest as more frantic messages come in.

Jackie: OR you could continue to ignore me Jackie: you have your read receipts on, you know that?

Jackie: oh my god i'm gonna block you. Jackie: hi hey hello, davey jacobs? jack kelly here, your best friend who just confessed his love for you? yeah it'd be great if you could SAY SOMETHING

Me: That certainly was a sentence.

Jackie: I hate you.

Me: Pretty sure you love me. Source: you.

Jackie: no fr how am *i* the one who gets a rep for being annoying?

Jackie: really though. are we gonna talk about this?

Me: Look who's being dense now.

Jackie: DAVE

Davey laughs at his screen and decides to put Jack out of his misery, chest feeling like it's exploding into a million stars.

Me: JACK Me: Good news. Me: I love you, too.

Jackie: see, was that so hard? Jackie: holy shit, so... Jackie: we're like. properly in love huh? Jackie: whaddya wanna do about that?

Me: We could call when I get back to my dorm? Have a real conversation about it? Me: And maybe talk about it when I get home in May?

Jackie: yeah. i like the sound of both those things

When Davey comes home for summer break, Jack runs to him as soon as he steps off the train, arms so tight around his torso and heart so full that Davey can't imagine either of them ever letting go.

#newsies #javey #javid #jack kelly #david jacobs #asks #ask #anotherdaveyjacobs #thanks for this! #i usually try to post something on the anniversary of me being evicted from my mother's womb #but i didn't have anything ready yesterday so uh #here i'm gonna pretend i posted this yesterday #wow look at me im writing!

[dalishthunder]

Happy valentine's! It's me smile anon :]

It's been a really really long while and I planned on replying much sooner but in short: college life and depression. I'm not back to full power yet, but getting there and I absolutely had to leave a message on valentine's day since I missed new years.

I've been around since the GEO days and I've even interacted before, just never left anything that indicated I'm the same person hehe. That fic and universe will always have a special place in my heart. I binged the whole thing in one day when it was one chapter away from being finished and I laughed and I cried and the ending left me warm and satisfied despite not being into cronus at all. I've read that fic entirely for the humor, the emotions, the dynamic between two characters you've beautifully constructed (and made me gain a new appreciation for, cronus-wise. still a goober, but your take really fleshed him out), and for the background characters who got their own depth and interiority that it made the story's universe come alive. It's one fic that really touched me and I think even affected the way I approach my own creative projects. And then I proceeded to scour your blog for every other thing you've written and have been hiding in your (tumblr) backyard, occasionally whispering 'yippie' ever since lol

Anyway back to what we're both here for, GoG:

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READER GOT TO WEAR A CAPE AND A MASK AND BE COOL AND BE TERRIFIED!!!!!! I N E E D TO DRAW THAT AS SOON AS I'M OVER MY ART BLOCK

READER GOT TO (ATTEMPT) KILLING SOMEONE ("INDIRECTLY") :D!!! I was wondering when it will be coming to this and yup. Here it is. With Ramattra basically going "Point and I'll kill them" as a show of trust/respect lmao. I am really excited to see how this plays out, if there will be any casualties on their side. How that would make them feel. If it would be difficult seeing themself the same way again after asking for something like that even knowing the person they ordered killing wouldn't think twice about the suffering they'd inflicted. I'm also worried about what will happen when Talon figures out their real identity...

This project started as a two parter and look where we are now. I'd leave a longer more in depth comment but my brain is pretty fried rn ashsh. Just wanted to let you know I'm still here finding joy and comfort in your writing, and thank you for sharing it this valentine since we're celebrating the love and all that :3 Hope you have a good day today!

SMILE ANON MY BELOVED!!!!

Happy Valentines Day!!! Oh my god thank you for sticking around so long! And I'm so glad you enjoyed GEO enough to stay for the ride ;u;

writing GEO was honestly such a huge emotional experience for me beginning to end. It's... one of those ones that will probably stay with me in my heart forever because it was the first big thing I wrote in... a good 9-10 years, and it was filled with a lot of heart (not that my other stuff isn't, I do pour my heart and soul into my other works, but GEO was special to me yknow?) So I'm really glad that you enjoyed it so much

And that's so touching to hear that it's kind of changed the way you view your creative endeavors!!!! At least I hope it's in a good way haha ASLDKJFASLKDFASDFSDF

AUUUGHGHGHOOGHGHH IF YOU DRAW THAT I WILL BE FOREVER IN YOUR DEBT OH MY GOD

And yeah baby's first murder... Ramattra is so proud

But in all seriousness there's gonna be a lot of emotions in the next chapter and I'm so fucking pumped for it... (if my hands and brain would cooperate and type)

I hope you also have a wonderful day!

#dalish mail #a game of go #good endings only

[thelightningthatjumpsbetween]

Twenty One

RE8 | Wintersberg | Romance, Slow Burn | Action, Sci-Fi

Sequel of Winters and the Beast, a Resident Evil: Village Story

Table Of Contents

Karl was still stroking Donna’s brow with his thumb.  She circled once again back to the conversation related to his upcoming departure.  

“Are you sure it’s a good idea?  To..taunt her, even if she isn't here.”  Donna shuddered.  

“I’ll be fine,” he answered with what he hoped was a reassuring smile.  Donna’s long dark hair was actually down, a rarity in its own right.  He played with the strands thoughtfully.   “What about you, gonna try to get some sleep?”  

He was seated beside her bed, and had been speaking to her for some time now.  It felt like hours.  Karl was content to just see her face like this.  There was no more cadou covering her eye, and she wasn’t hidden behind a veil.  Her eyes were puffy and her skin pale, but she looked more alive than she had in years.  He was almost envious of the life that seemed to radiate from her.  

“I…Alina is bringing in the TV and…movie player?  You and Ethan gave her, and she is going to show me movies tonight.  Though I don’t know if watching them from bed is appropriate.” 

“It’s appropriate,” he said with a snicker, and then slowly moved his hand, sitting upright.  “I’m jealous.  Sounds fun.”  He wasn’t actually jealous, but Heisenberg knew that Donna could never, would never, fathom his love of confrontation, especially a Miranda confrontation.  For her, it would be horror.  He was hoping it was cathartic.  Miranda been pretty quiet since their ritual, which had only been a few months ago, and he was aching to learn more about his brother.  Even if, like Eva warned, he might not like what he learned. 

“I am jealous, too,” she said hesitantly.  Karl tilted his head indicating he was listening.  “...of Ethan,” Donna confessed, and Karl raised an eyebrow.  

“Oh?”

“You seem to love him so much.  I have never known you to love a human so much.” 

“You know that’s not true,” he said quietly, taking off his hat and rolling it between his fumbling hands.  “Wasn’t always that way.” 

“I know,” she said in a tone just as quiet.  “I know why a rift grew between us, and I accept it.  But it still made me sad to lose you.” 

“Well, here we are,” he said in a forced, sing-song voice.  Bitterly, he added, one big happy family, just like the Mold wants. 

“It isn’t the same,” she protested, drawing the blankets up, staring at the ceiling.  “I meant us.  It’s all right,” she added, when he looked uncomfortable.  Donna held out a slender hand to him, which he took, shoving the hat into his coat.  

She smiled.  “I am happy to see you happy.  Truly.”

“That’s uh, pushin’ it,” Karl attempted to joke, with a chuckle, and then Donna pressed with another question.  “You really care about him, don’t you?  In a way few must know or understand.” 

Karl’s nervous hand moved toward his pockets, and he abruptly stood.  Confessing how he felt was not easy, but he and Donna had been speaking seriously-and honestly-most of the day.  He couldn’t stop now.  Karl felt closer to her than he had in years.  As he dug through the pockets he gave her a pointed look.  

“I’ve cared about people,” he defended again, “but he…Ethan.  He’s.”  Karl paused, lingering on words as his fingers tapped on his lighter.  “He’s the last.” 

She smiled, remembering the quote; it was from one of many books they’d read together as children in boarding school.  How Karl had abhorred every character, griping about their decisions and motivation, and how she’d loved the tragic love story.   She finished the quote with a smile on her face.  “The last dream of your soul.” 

“Enjoy your movies,” he said while stooping over her, giving a tender kiss to her forehead, and one more brush with his thumb, before he exited the room.  

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Ethan was standing at the doorway again, reclining as if he hadn’t a care in the world.  He still felt the blankness from hearing the research earlier.  The blond felt the cool evening wind; it seemed to pass through him, as though he were made of paper.  Ethan had not felt warm since stepping into the pond that apparently made him more Miranda-like.  Darker.  He wore his coat, but it didn’t help.  

His eyes were on the horizon, but his ears were focused on the conversation he couldn’t help eavesdropping on.  After all, he’d heard his name. It had caught his attention.  And as Ethan listened, he heard Karl and Donna discussing their past.

“He’s the last.” 

Ethan would normally have some reaction to this, even to himself, but he still stared across the expanse of the dark valley.  His last what?  It didn’t make sense.  In fact, it almost sounded foreboding.  

“The last dream of your soul.” 

Finally Ethan smiled. 

 —-------------------------

The two men stood at the top of the cliffside.  This was where, what felt like ages ago, Heisenberg had torn out the mechanical heart.  Where Ethan was goaded into healing his fingers while Eveline told him multiple times that he was dumb.  A fair exchange, really.  And then he and Karl had accidentally dipped down into a stratum where Miranda lived.  Eva had grabbed them both, her face masked.  

Other things happened here, but Ethan’s mind drifted back to the task at hand.  It was raining, of course.  It just had to, didn’t it?  But he figured it meant Miranda was more likely to appear.  Probably waiting on them, after Jochen had appeared so brazenly.  He had been bait, Karl was convinced.  As they stared down at the rubble of the factory and north of it, the old ceremony site, Ethan’s eyes traced in the dim light the road that Karl had begun carving out of the mountain and down across the valley.  It followed the river, for the most part.  It would connect with the prior site.  

But, it was a long walk. 

“How do you propose we get down?”  Last time, Heisenberg had a motorcycle.  He also had a plethora of mechanical equipment, including for some reason, a few tanks, but they were all down at the base of the old factory.  

“Same as always,” Karl said through his cigar.  His hat and coat were actually appropriate for the weather.  With a wave of his hand, debris flew up to meet the engineer, and he glanced at Ethan, his hammer slung over his shoulder.  He grinned.  

“I don’t think so,” Ethan scoffed.  

“Suit yourself, Buttercup,” Karl shrugged, and stepped off the edge of a several hundred foot drop.  Then he stepped again and again, metal rising up to meet him.  Debris floated in an ebbing, moving magnetic field around him.  Ethan rolled his eyes at the display, and then rubbed his hands together.  He focused on a spot that he could only guess was near enough the ceremony site; it had been jagged rocks, but was now just a mostly flattened pile of rubble.  The char marks on it suggested its proximity to the explosives.  And thus, the caverns underneath.  

He exhaled and moved.  It had worked every time Eva did the maneuver with him, so he was well-versed in the sensation.  It worked this time; Ethan flickered away from the cliffside, reappearing in the clearing of rubble and rock.  He laughed aloud, a bright flash of lightning punctuating his joy.  With a smile, he turned back, but Karl was so far away he was barely visible. 

“You lose!” he called, just as thunder growled.  Then the blond frowned, noticing…something.  What was it?  A sensation.  Strong here.  He tilted his head.  The ground felt as if it were buzzing.  It was reading him, he realized.  He stepped among the stones, moving across the flat expanse of rock.  What Ethan first thought was moss was actually mold, its mycelium growing right up to the surface.  And it was reading him.  Recognizing him.    

He could feel the connection closer than ever now.  It reminded him of the time Eveline had sent a surge through the typewriter; a jolt of energy, but this time continuous, not a random bite of electrical intensity.  He quelled the alarm that this realization gave him.  That was the point of coming here, he chided himself.  Because the connection was stronger.  The mold was stronger.    

“Ethan, you pest,” came a familiar voice, and his smile this time was sardonic.  Winters tore his gaze from the many dark fissures in the rock, and instead toward the voice.  She was sitting on a granite rubble formation perhaps fifty feet ahead of him; reclined, as if she were on a throne.  Mold erupted from the rocks around her, allowing her to manifest more clearly.  

“Knew you couldn’t stay away from me,” he said, crossing his arms.  “But this is record time, even for you.” 

“You came here because you want something from me,” she reminded him with a bewitching smile.  “I simply answered the call.” 

His sardonic smile turned immediately to an expression of barely contained disgust.  “What on earth do you think you have that I want?” 

“Oh Ethan,” she sighed, uncrossing one leg, and crossing the other.  She was not in her ceremonial garb–well, she wasn’t in some of it.  She still wore the embroidered bib, the black dress, the heels–but the elaborate headpiece and mask were gone, a simple black habit covering her slick blond hair instead.  “I have everything that you want.  Stability.  Comfort.  Family.  You could go right back to your old life,” she shrugged, holding out a clawed hand.  “For example, the house you had before.  Or even before that.  I can make you and your family any home you’d like.” 

“Whatever happened to just getting rid of me?”

“As I said,” her tone was sharper–she was not a patient woman, and did not like explaining things– “You and I are very much alike.  I do not need to get rid of you, if you are simply out of my way.” 

“I’ll never be out of your way, Miranda,” he snarled.  “So try again.”  

She sat back on the makeshift throne, looking at him as if he were nothing more than an annoying child, and Ethan began to approach her.  She surveyed him.  “I think being a part of this network is getting to your head, Ethan.  You forget I have one hundred years on anything you do. I move between these worlds naturally, with more power than you could ever dream.  They are my home.  I am prepared to live forever.” 

“Does the mold feel…different to you?” He tilted his head questioningly as his face scrunched up in mock confusion.  “Sadder, maybe, lately?  Like something’s missing.  You've been moving through layers more slowly?  Maybe regenerate in different places?  I just so happen to know why that’s happening.  I’ve got friends, Miranda, who know even more than you, with your hundred years.” 

Her sharp expression of interest belied that she too, had felt the shift when Eva left the mold and entered her “human” vessel.  The task that Miranda herself was incapable of causing despite her many years of desperation.  Miranda squinted at Ethan for a moment, and then with a dismissive smile waved a hand again.  This time, two others flickered into sight beside her.  

“These are my friends,” she cackled, and then her eyes danced past Ethan.  “Ah, I see your devoted servant approaches.  We can have this discussion as a family.” 

One of Miranda’s companions was a male, standing rather soldier-like by her seat.  He had a long sword at his front, and his hands rested on the hilt in a gesture similar to how Heisenberg lounged on his standing hammer handle.  His face was hidden, but Ethan already recognized him from the posture alone.  The other Heisenberg.  He was dressed simply, his army green shirt and military pants not appearing wet or slick from rain.  His hair was longer than Karl’s, Ethan realized as it blew in the wind around his face.  

The other person was female, and she sat on the ground at Miranda’s side, like some kind of pet or concubine.  She was dressed strangely-well, for her-in a simple black dress that mimicked Miranda’s undergown.  Her legs were tucked to the side; she was barefoot.     

“Mia,” Ethan said with an exhale.  

Heisenberg appeared, hopping beside Ethan and lowering his magnetic field immediately.  The blond turned to him with a skeptical glance.  “Took you long enough.” 

“You bitch,” Heisenberg spoke directly to Miranda, who was already smiling a terrible, snarling smile.  “I knew you did somethin’ to him.  What did you do?” 

When she snapped her fingers, Jochen bolted from his spot, flickering out of existence and reappearing in front of Karl.  His blade clanged into the already-raised hammer, and Ethan stepped back.  His scowl at Miranda never left his face, but he focused on the twins.  Her power was surely strong here if Jochen’s sword actually hit Karl’s hammer. 

“I can speak for myself, brother,” Jochen taunted.  

“Let’s hear it,” Karl growled back, and Ethan was struck by the timber of their voices.  They were exactly the same.  Same full lips.  Same oval faces, beautiful under other circumstances.  Same build, even.  

“Why do you stay here with an aging body, and a creature put into you, meant to give you a shelf life?”  The other hissed in his broken English.  He motioned toward Ethan.  “Staying…dying…for him?  He can come with us as well.  You know your time is over soon.” 

“Time that’s mine, not bein’ her call boy anymore,” Karl said, the gears spinning on the hammer as he gripped it.  His eyes glowed in the darkness; his gaze jumped between Miranda and his brother.  Miranda, for her part, was simply stroking her claw-covered fingers through Mia’s locks, watching with interest.  This sight filled Ethan with disgust–well, at least he was back to feeling things.  He put a hand on Karl’s shoulder.  

“Weren’t you?”  The brother’s eyes widened, and Ethan saw just how green they were.  How strange, to see someone who looked and acted similar to Karl, but without the scars or grey hair.  And without Karl’s personality, without his laugh.  Jochen’s hair glinted a dark auburn every time lightning illuminated it.  He paced before both of them.  “Her call boy.  How many years have you lost, brother?  Being a LORD.  Locked away in a concrete prison.” 

Karl was studying the man’s face intently.  This was the first tell, he decided, and his eyes moved imperceptibly toward Ethan, and back again.  He and Jochen only ever saw the factory when they were with their father, but the boys both thought it was a massive wilderness of a playground.  It was a beloved spot that they begged to visit, even though both had to endure their mother’s tortured experimentation on lower levels.  

Karl smoked, his eyes narrowing.  “That’s right, and now my sentence is up.  I’m free.  An’ she wasn’t satisfied with me after all that time, I wasn’t a good enough lapdog, so she what–had you on speed dial?” 

Jochen’s head tipped to the side.  He didn’t get the reference.  So he hadn’t been awake, or revived, long, Ethan decided.  The blond shifted uncomfortably as Miranda unfolded her legs and stood, sauntering across the wet rocks and mold toward them.  Mia followed behind her, looking down and not meeting Ethan’s eyes.  She was wringing her hands.  Ethan’s heart dropped, but he had to focus on Miranda, he reminded himself.  

“Heisenberg,” Miranda purred, with a toss of her head.  “Cease this.  Have you not missed your brother?  Do you not wish to be with him again?” 

“Let him go,” Karl said in a tone both exhausted and vicious.  

“He is quite happy where he is,” she argued.  “You could be happy with him.”   When she approached them, putting a hand on Jochen’s shoulder in mimicry of Ethan’s gesture, the other Heisenberg twin put his hand over hers.  But there was another tell in the motion; barely.  Hesitancy.  Ethan swore he saw it, and by Heisenberg’s increased grip on the hammer, he was sensing it as well.  

Jochen was not comfortable with her touch.  

Ethan hoped they were right in these instinctive guesses.  

This was enough for Karl; he extended the hammer, the gears spinning swiftly.  Ethan felt the field rise around them, and Miranda looked almost bored as she neared them both, dropping her hand from Jochen’s shoulder.  The blond removed his grip from Karl’s shoulder to pace in an arc by Miranda, as if to move toward Mia.  She still wouldn’t look at him.  

“Mia,” he began.  Heisenberg’s hammer sang.  The engineer judged the blond’s position to Miranda, and tossed a single word, one they’d agreed on as a signal. Simple enough. 

“Ethan.” 

Ethan lunged at Miranda.  Despite Karl’s will to choke the life out of her, Ethan had a better chance of actually touching her, since he’d done it before, during Eva’s ceremony.  When she hissed and grabbed him back, everyone took a step away.  Ethan’s hand went around her throat and his other slammed into her chest.  She choked out a cry and slashed at his face with the golden claws, screaming as her other hand went into his chest as well.  

That hadn’t been part of the plan.  Karl took a chance on lowering his guard at his brother, but Jochen was just as entranced at the fight between mold beings.  Ethan’s eyes and lips blackened as Miranda attempted to transform into her more spider-like appearance; he was holding her in place firmly.  Blood gushed from the wounds she’d infliced on him, but they closed up immediately.  

“You cannot kill me in a way that matters, don’t you remember?” she gargled, as black liquid flew past her lips.  Miranda’s eyes turned black as Ethan’s, veins popping up around her eyes as she slashed at him again.  

“You go ahead, keep making copies,” Ethan taunted, but his voice was strange, Karl noted.  Deeper, filtered.  It was as though he were an entirely different creature than the hard-headed Ethan Winters.  His skin greyed as Miranda’s hand found its mark.  But he squeezed her heart first, not yanking it out as she had done his, but leaving it intact while he pulled her wrist out of his chest cavity.  More black matter spilled from that wound.  He crushed Miranda’s wrist.  

This wasn’t the plan.  Karl’s eyes were wide and he searched the blond’s face for some clue that things were either good, or not good.  Karl couldn’t touch Miranda, but he could drop the field, or chance trying to swing the hammer at her face, or…. something.  Ethan held Miranda at arm’s length by her heart as he continued, eyes void, his voice still a low echoing metallic growl.  

“Go ahead.  Keep trying and failing.  I’ll be here every time you fail.  Until the last time.”  

Mia was backing up and away, as though trying to find an exit from the area.  Jochen just stared at Ethan with his jaw dropped.  

“The last time,” Ethan yanked on her chest again.  Miranda’s screams were turning into cries of pain, and pure rage radiated from her gaze as she looked up at Ethan.  Was there something else?  Admiration, perhaps.  An angered smile.  

His own chest wound was already healing, but Karl could see by the worsening rain storm that black liquid dripped from his eyes, ears, nose, mouth.  “When this is permanent.” 

Then he crushed her heart completely.  He could feel rather than hear her screaming; Ethan could not see just the one realm.  His vision was covered in a million dancing prisms, he was seeing as the organism he was a part of saw.  He was the Mold, manifested into human form.  The heart, as well as Miranda, disintegrated before him.  It slipped through his fingers onto the rock.  

As she disappeared, dissolving in the rain, Ethan closed his eyes as if in pain.  His hand was covered in black goo, and he turned it over, shaking it while he kept his eyes closed.  Karl hesitantly lowered the field, and for the first time since Ethan’s movement, he looked at his brother.   

Had it been real?  Or was he obligated to answer her orders?  Now they at least had a moment to find out.  

#wintersberg #haha things are going well #too wel #maybe #be a shame if something bad happened

[azurelyy]

!!Azurelyy’s 100 Supporters Event~!!

I’d like to thank all of you for 100 supporters! This blog has helped me through a lot of personal shit and I want you all to know that each and every interaction, follow, comment, etc. means so much to me! This event is to celebrate you all and is my way of saying thank you. <3.

Okay, now that the mushy stuff is over with... On to the fun!

I have fluff and smut dialogue prompts from a collection of my favorite movies/tv shows/books! You may choose any prompt with any character from: Naruto, Avatar the Last Airbender, FMA Brotherhood, Kingdom Hearts, or InuYasha (so long as they aren’t on my will-not-write list, found in my rules).

Rules

- This event will last from July 28th, 2022 - August 31, 2022. This is a celebration, after all! 

To participate, you must send in an ask/message me and indicate your request is specifically for the event.

You must choose a line of dialogue from the list AND the character to go with it. Please specify if there is anything else you want (ie. specific setting, a specific trope/kink, or if you have a preference on whether the char or reader says the dialogue line you chose.)

The requests will be posted on my own time. I will try and get to all requests before the end of the event on August 31. 

Please make sure to specify gender for Smut requests. I mainly write f!readers, but can do m!readers if requested. Gender neutral smut requests will be implied only (how the character feels, etc. without specific descriptions).

These requests will (hopefully, this is me we’re talking about) be shorter than my usual requests. I am hoping to keep these as drabbles that are 1.5k words or less!

Once a prompt is chosen, I will cross it off. If you choose one and it has been taken, I will allow you to pick a new one - if you want!

All requests will be tagged under “azurelyy.100event”

You have to follow my rules.

Have fun! Thank you guys again for 100, and I hope we can celebrate more milestones in the future <3.

Fluff Prompts:

“Don’t forget: I’m also just a girl, standing in front of a boy, asking him to love her.”

“So, it’s not gonna be easy. It’s gonna be really, really hard, and we’re gonna have to work at this every day. But I wanna do that because I want you. I want all of you, forever, you and me. Every day.”

“I came here tonight because when you realize you want to spend the rest of your life with somebody, you want the rest of your life to start as soon as possible.”

“You have bewitched me, body and soul, and I love… I love, I love you. I never wish to be parted from you from this day on.”

“It was a million tiny little things that, when you added them all up, they meant we were supposed to be together, and I knew it. I knew it the first time I touched her. It was like coming home, only to no home I'd ever known. I was just taking her hand to help her out of a car, and I knew it. It was like magic.”

“I’ve fallen in love. I’m an ordinary woman. I didn’t think such violent things could happen to ordinary people.”

"Love isn't patient, and kind, and humble. Love is messy, and horrible, and selfish, and bold. It's not about finding your perfect half. It's the trying, and reaching, and failing."

“I can't see anything I don't like about you.”

"I am done being scared, and I am done keeping secrets. I love you."

“But mostly, I hate the way I don’t hate you. Not even close, not even a little bit, not even at all.”

“Why me?” “Because you saw me when I was invisible.”

 "I've come here with no expectations, only to profess, now that I am at liberty to do so, that my heart is, and always will be, yours."

"You're late." "You're stunning." "You're forgiven."

"As you wish."

"I'd rather fight with you than make love with anyone else."

"I'm the exception..." "You are my exception."

"Me? I'm scared of everything. I'm scared of what I saw, I’m scared of what I did, of who I am, and most of all I’m scared of walking out of this room and never feeling the rest of my whole life the way I feel when I’m with you."

“I can’t remember anything without you.”

“You had me at hello.”

"What do you want? You want the moon? Just say the word and I'll throw a lasso around it and pull it down. Hey, that's a pretty good idea. I'll give you the moon." 

Smut Prompts:

"I wish I knew how to quit you."

“Now, try your best to stay calm.”

“Put that thing back where it came from or so help me.”

“You must forgive my lips... they find pleasure in the most unusual of places.”

“If you can’t say something nice, don’t say anything at all.”

“You’re only in trouble if you get caught.”

“You should be kissed - and often - and by someone who knows how.”

“Take me to bed or lose me forever.”

“Either you have feelings or you don’t.”

“Oh, how we’re going to hurt each other.”

“The only way to get rid of temptation is to yield it.”

“Tonight, I will make you mine.”

“I desire you. I burn for you.”

“I need to taste you.”

“What are you doing?” “Making you feel really, really good?”

“I need you... do you feel how I need you?”

“Will you be quiet?”

“Where did you learn to kiss like that?”

“Beg for mercy. You can’t have it, though, not yet.”

‘I didn’t say I wanted an apology, did I? I said ‘Bite me again.’“

#azurelyy.100event #i am so excited #thank you all so much #100 follower event #naruto x reader #fma x reader #inuyasha x reader #kingdom hearts x reader #x fem!reader #avatar x reader #pinned

[tlgtw]

-- Second Prototaxite Incident: Hair --

Hello,

It is with great ANGER I inform you that I have been beset with another moment akin to, months ago, that I saw images of prototaxite fossils.

Some of you may recall my post from some time ago, regarding my theory (Though not presumably mine, cause frankly I'd be really surprised if I actually was the first to suggest this concept.) that the mountain Leyndell is built on top of, as well its crater, crater lake, central island *to* that crater lake, the incredibly long vertical chamber ending with the Forsaken Depths, the Deeproot Depths themselves, and the formations of the Siofra and Ainsel Rivers (Google images of 'lava tubes' and compare them to the entrance areas of Ainsel, to quickly see what I mean for those ones, specifically.) all seem to indicate that what I have been referring to lately as 'Mt Leyndell,' was in-fact, an active volcano, looooong in the past.

I have literally SO much fucking circumstantial evidence that can be framed to support this theory. It's a blast.

Come that part of "Episode 2," (I'll be announcing the new-and-improved forecast for all of that on Monday, as planned.) you'll see what I mean for yourself. So I'm not gonna go into any other details here.

The real point of this post is, just like the first time this happened, that moments ago I found another piece of what is, to confirm, literally just circumstantial evidence. The only proof is in my eyeballs, just as before, it's literally just appearances. That I nonetheless find so completely random in how precise it is, that I can scarcely imagine what else kind of reveal it could be foreshadowing.

Assuming, of course, that it *is* specifically, foreshadowing *something,* in the first place. Which is not an insignificant assumption to make.

My own literal lack of imagination is of course not a sign of any clairvoyance. The video that will include the covering of this topic itself will go over it all properly, and there is a *lot* I still haven't said, regarding my so-called 'Mt Leyndell,' and ensuing potential implications for the rest of the story, if such a thing was actually revealed. ('Mt Leyndell' isn't even the actual name of the topic as a whole.)

(And if you want to be cheeky about it, too. The four colours currently associated with the powers of the Elden Ring: Black, Yellow, Orange, and Red, are also all found in lava as well! With the molten rock itself, and then the hardened outer crust of it. And there's also the interaction between the Rune of Death and obsidian as expressed through the Godslayer equipment and, then there's the whole Capital of Ash thing, with embers falling down from the sky for days upon days proceeding it and then, uh... hm...............)

I think I am beating around the bush.

To shorten it all, then: "Get excited!" and the random-ass fucking HAIR on Marika's hammer in the E3 reveal teaser, a trillion fucking years ago for this game, is fucking pele's hair.

No shit the magic of the Fire Giants all look the way they do, then, don't they? No shit, the 'Draconian' preset, from the character creator, says they didn't LIVE for very long, isn't it!? No shit, a tree sprouting next to a mountain with a lake on top, would be given a moniker like 'the melting pot of ancient life' during the age of the ancient dragons where that same tree, during the *current* age, for no clear reason, isn't! As well as why the powers of the Elden Ring, responsible for the Living Jars, are drawn the otherwise completely random thematic connection to STEWING.

And so on and so on. I'm of course just teasing. You'll see all of this and more (and as a lot more interesting, I hope, than all this is appearing here) in that video itself.

Will it be eventually revealed somehow that my identification is wrong, and that this and everything else had actually been foreshadowing something else entirely!? Heavens-to-betsy, I'm going to be furious if it doesn't.

As they say, confidence kills the gambling heart. And I hold mine very close.

I'll Be Yours, T-L-G-T-W

#ERwSET #Elden Ring #Elden Ring Lore #Mt Leyndell

[writingstuffandmore]

Little Things..

Pairing: Suho x fem reader (mentioned) ft Baekhyun, Kyungsoo and rest members

Genre: Fluff

AU!: Established relationship, idol au

A/N: Hey people... So, I myself don't know what I have written because I was in the mood to write a domestic au which shifted into this which isn't domestic in nature.. Please do give me feedbacks, people it means a lot!! I hope you will like it.

GIF isn't mine.. Credits to the original creator.

Requested: @proudahgase-got7 requested it. I hope you will like it dear! I am so sorry if this wasn't something you wished to read.

Word count: 988

The bright golden rays were slowly spreading through the narrow spaces of the blinds covering the large window. The once quiet room got disturbed with sound of the alarm indicating it’s time to start the day’s activities but what marked the day’s distinction from others was that both the occupants living had a planned a small surprise for their partners to make up for the lost time and just enjoy the evening and the weekend which followed it. Soon after, the occupants woke up, did their regular routine before heading to their respective offices.

Y/N’s POV:

“Hey Lia, how are you today?” I said while settling down in my cabin.” Lia smiled before speaking “I am okay, how are you? Also, your mood looks different today, hoping for something good for you.”

I laughed a bit before looking back at her trying to match her bubbly energy, “Well, nothing good has happened except for the regulars but I am in the mood to surprise my boyfriend with something sweet. It's been so long since we have spent time togeth-

“What are you planning to do so” Lia wiggled her eyebrows making both of us laugh. “I am planning to order some food and make his favourite dessert.”

“Damn, just thinking about it makes my mouth water. You really make some great food! Um…yummy!!” Lia said while making some sounds as if she is really eating some. “Okay, its time to work.”

Suho’s POV:

“Guys, lets get started for the day!! Phew!” I said while gearing up the day’s practice as our choreographer Kasper came in. “Wow, hyung! You look so energetic today. Whats the reason? Humm?” Baekhyun wiggled his eyebrows that gathered everyone's attention, making him sigh. "Nah, it's just nothing. I just thought to make some time for my girlfriend you know?"

"Well, at least you acknowledge that you have a partner though. Not gonna be exaggerating the stuff but the way you at times act as if you don't have a family to go to. I know you work so hard for us Hyung but at the same time, don't harm your private life for us okay?" Kyungsoo said before all the members nodded their heads in unison.

"Okay! Guilty pleaded but now let's start working people" Suho said and Kasper then lead the members to do some warm up.

You came home by 5 in a rushed manner, throwing stuff here and there before changing the work outfit into the home ones and started preparing your dessert. In the middle of the mixing of ingredients, your phone rang which notified that Lia was calling.

Lia: Dude where are you?

Y/N: At home?

Lia: Uh? Is everything okay?

Y/N: Just wanted to give an unusual surprise to my man haha.

Lia: How are you g-

Y/N: See, usually he is here by 8 or something. The same time as me, okay? So, what I will do is that I will leave the house by 7-ish or something because I know that I still have to complete some work which I will do that and then around 8:15 I will come home back. The advantage point is that we both have keys other than the spare ones.

Lia: umm.. okay? But you know what it kinda sounds stupid but whatever makes you and him happy, it all matters. Okay bye!!

She ended the call and now your whole attention is back to the dessert. Just like how she hoped and planned, the dessert was in the freezer by 10 mins past 7 and she changed her clothes again and walked to her car.

Soon after, a black mercedes was parked in the garage and now a man rushed through the doors of the beautiful house.

"I hope she hasn't come till now and judging the looks of it yeah, she didn't!" The male happily chimed before starting his day's chores.

"How does this light even fit here? Baekhyun told me that I have to uplift this side and push it to the othe- Oh, yes!!! Damn, she could be here any minute. I need to change"

After a few minutes, you returned back to the place but instead of lights being open, the house looked dark."It's strange though.. Suho's car is here but where is he? Maybe, he is busy with a call or something." You shrugged your shoulder before inserting the keys in the key hole, only to be opened by your beloved boyfriend.

"Hey Y/- "Shit, Suho!! You scared me.. who keeps the house like this? My poor heart!!" Suho's sudden voice lead you to have a mini attack.

"Oh, I am so sorry love but you need to see this!!" Suho said as he took your hand in his and ran towards the backyard. "Did the play se-

"Oh my god.. Suho, this is so beautiful!!!" You said while clasping your hands together.

"Did you like it?" He asked while hugging you from behind. "Its really so beautiful bub but you di-

"Shush.. I needed it to because you deserve more than this angel. Trust me when I say that what did I do to deserve you, okay? You have always been there for me, even when at times I acted that I don't have a family, a partner to go at night just because I was busy making sure that everything was perfect a-

"You don't need to explain to me love! Your support and love is that all I need. You supported me in my lows and highs, listened to me, made me food or did anything I said to you even after you had a long day.." you said and reciprocated his hug before sharing a sweet yet passionate kiss.

"Let's enjoy all the time we have before the Monday Blue's arrive.." He said cheekily before kissing your nose. "Aye, aye my darling!!"

#exosnet #suhosnet #suho x reader #suho scenario #exo scenarios #exo scenario #exo #exo k #exo fluff #suho fluff #exo x y/n #exo x reader #exo x fem reader #send asks #send me anons #send me asks #anonymous #send me requests #anon ask #send me feedback #kpop edits #kpop fanfic #kpop #kpop scenarios #kpop fluff #mutual request

[jollyreginaldrancher]

Yellowjackets S2 e7 thoughts and stuff

Things are reaching a new low

It looks like they're snowed in.

I guess they're all gonna be pooping in the pee bucket now.

Shauna's still holding onto her child 😭

Is Shauna abrasive because of everything that happened or because she's worried they'll try to eat the baby?

The snow took Jackie from her and now she has to put her baby in the snow to protect it and I am not okay.

The credits are different this time. I never watch them but from the bits I've caught, they are definitely different this time.

The audio is different, lacking its usual gritty guitar riffs in the beginning, and layering the vocals over the vocals. Things are ramping up and we are really reaching the point of no return.

VAN BROUGHT THE TITTY PEN WITH HER. SHE KEPT THR TITTY PEN ON HER PERSONS THIS WHOLE TIME!

Tai you did not side-eye Van when Nat accused you all of needing help. You're the one eating puppies, my friend.

Though Van is shut tighter than a clam shell or a nun's legs, Taissa isn't Miss open book either.

Teen Van is really looking for the meaning of life. Ma'am you have a hot girlfriend during the cold winter. Keeping her warm is your purpose.

"I need to know why I'm still alive"

Because we love you, that's why. Next question.

Van for sure picked forage because Misty picked it. The pettiness 😅

Fuck Lottie specifically for the chore Shauna got

Ben is blurring the lines between the real world and his maladaptive daydreaming dimension

Bro's own fantasy bf dumped him.

He's gonna kill himself, isn't he?

Oh, Lottie is just straight up trying to torture the gals. She tried to put Misty in a full-on deathtrap. Run, Misty, run!

Maybe Gen is the pit-girl. Also thanks to Akilah for finally letting us know what at least one of the other girls is called.

Nah fuck Mari, I hope she IS the pit girl or that she dies because how dare you call my unhinged daughter psychotic? And how dare you insinuate my accidental murderer of a child is a killer?

Yas, Akilah! Thank you for side-eyeing Mari for me. Fuck you Mari.

Oh they're fully culting now.

I love how they're rationalising maybe eating the dead girl. Misty's not happy about it but I'm cracking up. Imagine you get cast in this and the one fucking time you get any screentime it's as a goon, rationalising potentially eating a corpse.

I'm genuinely surprised we haven't jumped back to the present. I can't remember the last time we stayed in one setting for this long.

Tai: I think my shadow-self is gone 🥹

Lottie: it better not be. That thing had gps.

Tai was graffiting.

Still not over Tai walking around in Van's clothes all season.

Tai: the other me is threatening my family

Lottie: that's your inner you telling you to run away with Van

Everyone keeps dumping on Misty for what though? They're just as bad 😭 let she among you who has not accidentally killed a friend or lover cast the first stone.

Anyway back to the 'fuck off Mari' days

Say what you want but Misty is a good friend who won't let her friends get eaten.

And now Shauna's mourning Jackie again but she's really gone and Shauna has to get through this in her own 😭😭

Fuck Todd and fuck Lottie for making Shauna think she had to kill the goat/the goat was gonna die.

I just want to hug Shauna 😭😭😭

Now it's Misty's turn to get tortured 🥺

Misty's guard is so persistent she even wears her glasses in a sensory deprivation tank.

I'm gonna pretend not to see the Morse code love notes and other indicators of Misty vibing with that guy and persevere with my MistyNat headcanon.

I still don't like or trust that guy hitting on Misty.

Did Ben bury Crystal? Or is Misty looking in the wrong place? Or was Crystal eaten by wolves?

I still think he's gonna kill himself or something.

He really looked Misty in the face and asked her to push him. He really did that. What a fucking asshole. Like not bad enough he wants to kill himself, he wants to do it in front of Misty and even wants her to kill him herself?!

What a fucking asshole.

Poor Misty

She doesn't deserve that. She doesn't deserve any of that. She's just a dumb kid trying to save everybody.

Oh fuck

Oh no

Oh fuck

No no no

No

No

Van can't have cancer

She can't have months to live

This isn't happening

LOTTIE DO YOUR FUCKING WILDRENESS MAGIC AND MAKE IT NOT SO

Tai took her ring off she was accepting shit and then Van announced this. No. No, i don't accept this reality.

I can't even get excited about them kissing and stuff anymore 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

I can't even be happy that I was right about Van being sick because I didn't want her to be sick. Or at least I didn't want her to be this sick 😩

Lottie's therapy sessions are 100% in her head. I am positive.

I fucking knew it.

Van sharing her booze with Misty 🥹

They talk so badly about her that I find it genuinely surprising that they actually treat her like a human being, and even extend the odd olive branch her way.

I definitely notice a shift within Nat. The clothes, the attitude. She seems way more chill now.

What's interesting is that Lottie seems to have shifted too. Like almost like they swapped clothes and personalities in a way. Not completely but they definitely had an effect on each other.

Just like the last two days or so seem to have completely changed Taissa and probably Van too. I really hope we see more of Van pre-Tai in the present day just as a baseline.

But yeah as sweet as this reunion is I am stressed as fuck because you just know bad shit is gonna happen and this won't last. Like with Shauna's happy dream about the baby, you just know they're going to wake up to death in the morning.

But Florence and the machine is playing (I think) and the gals are pals and having fun and we're seeing them interact in different groups for once and it's so heartwarming and sweet and I love them so much 🥹

I desperately wanna know what Misty was gonna say about that summer

Tai is going through those stages of grief. She's at denial. Van is at anger and she does NOT want to talk about it 😭

Van and Shauna dancing 🥰 you usually just see Shauna interact with Taissa but it makes sense that she would have been close to Van too. I mean next to Tai, she was the only other girl she called out to in her dream, when the baby was missing.

Poor Misty, dancing on her own though 🥺

I feel so bad for Misty. Like even when she's included she's not included in shit. That feels so rough.

Did Shauna just deck her? What the fuck? She blames Misty for the baby? And she bit Van? Great, now Van's gonna have an infection to content with cause. I doubt they have toothpaste.

Lottie really just volunteered to be her punching bag 😮

These girls were really meant to die, huh?

Like this is some final destination shit. No one will be standing by the end of it.

Holly fuck

And they're calling Misty a murderer and stuff but look at Shauna go.

Geez

Is Lottie a ghost right now? Cause Shauna fucked her up and I wouldn't be surprised if she fucking died just then.

Honestly surprised she had that much energy. I don't have that much energy on a good day, let alone after months of starvation.

Also when they get back they ought to build a shrine to Misty for keeping their asses alive through all of this. Ben, Shauna and Lottie especially. Van too though. Actually Van shouldn't pray to any god since she is clearly stronger than all of them combined.

And they found that body and now the shoes are starting to drop. Surely they won't go anywhere with this. It's not like they'll mess up the status quo, right? Right?

#yellowjackets #mine #thoughts #speculation #my babies

[ghoulcandy]

Are u um.. Okay? I saw ur post earlier. I hope ur safe and stuff :( (ignore if u want, obv)

i'm not really okay, but i'm sorry for my stupid posts. i'm going to do a read more since it's been a long time coming and saying vague troubling shit isnt gonna help anyone lmao

it turned out to be a lot longer than i thought it would, sorry about that in advance.

not to be like "surprise! i'm mentally ill and going through it" but that's ig the big thing hurting me right now. my life was very suddenly impacted for the worse back in september and i've been struggling since then.

without giving way too much away i went through a difficult breakup with my fiancee and kind of got left without a proper support system since then. a lot of my resources were taken from me and i've been on a steep decline for a while now.

i was forced to move back in with my mom because i had nowhere else to go, and old followers know that i don't get along with her well. i used to post often about how my family mistreated me. it's gotten just a little bit easier now that i'm older but my mom was abusive to me as a kid and teen and we stopped talking for a long time, until i was 19, then it tapered off again until i was 25 or so.

with marriage i was going to have pretty decent insurance, but now i don't have any and can't afford like...anything beyond state-funded mental health support. i don't have a gp, i don't see a gyno, and i've been having a really big issue with my dental health recently.

a friend, their partner and i were going to be moving in together this year, but that's no longer viable due to a number of reasons beyond our control. i can't live alone, but my mom really doesn't like to acknowledge that my mental health is as bad as it is; that i can't handle a lot of things that other people can, and it's been something i've been struggling to cope with as well. accepting has been very difficult, especially since i've tried to get approved for disability and got denied each time; getting a case worker is my best bet but i'd really like to make a living on my art. the issue is that i'm not in an environment where working is easy.

i'm under a lot of stress all the time and can't really produce the art i'd like to. i have a lot of ideas, a few ongoing projects, and commissions, but if my webcomic that's been on hiatus for this long is a decent enough indicator, i just. like. can't work. i can't. i have no drive, no motivation, nothing to look forward to.

my aunt, who was far more abusive towards me as a teen, now only interacts with me to pushes me to get "a real job" and has never supported me as an artist. my family don't see me being as mentally ill as i am, and i'm worried it'll one day leave me homeless. there's more that could be said about them, such as how the house is often very tense to avoid meltdowns and how my identity as a member of the lgbt community isn't respected, but there's not a big point in going deeper.

that's most of the face value issues, without really making things personal. i can't save up to move out, i can't work properly, i can't have a job. i'm not capable of driving, but they chalk it up to me being lazy and treat me having to go anywhere as a major inconvenience, so i never leave the house. i'm trying to get dental work done but saving up is difficult since i have to provide for myself at the same time.

it's a lot and i don't see myself getting out of the hole. i can't do it on my own and i don't have a lot of options for the long-term. i'm definitely su/c/dal but can't get intensive care either.

typing this shit out all at once has brought me to tears so not to be THAT GUY but happy mental health month? ☕ pp$

i'm going to try to launch a fundraiser for my dental work soon; i wanted to see an orthodontist for a proper financial estimate first, but that would just be another $200 out of the small fund that I have now. starting with my dental work is a good place to start for me since it's urgent, but i still have to save up to leave. i know i'd be able to work to the capacity i'd like once i'm comfortable, but i don't know if that will ever happen at this point. i'm sorry for making concerning posts, but i'm in...a concerning place. thanks for reading, if you did.

#ill probably reblog this again later