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#very much feels like i'm going to be stuck in this cycle forever. i know theres good intentions but i am Very tired of hearing
salsflore · 1 year
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#going back to school tmrw and i obviously have Feelings™️ abt that#warning this is a vent? post? idk not really cuz i'm not sad nor do i need comfort and theres nothing for me to really vent about but#well! i suppose you can just call it a way for me to talk about my feelings a little. but the way i am right now? i'm actually fine so if#anyone reads this then don't worry! ya know but. anyways this morning i woke up and overheard something i shouldntve#and for a moment (and what feels like the veryyy first time in my life) i considered if it was worth it to kms LOL a bit overdramatic right#to clarify i WOULD NEVER. i do not want to die but just! very briefly‚ i thought it’d be better if i did#(only for that short short short moment) did i consider if it was truly the best thing to do. like there was a possibility i really would#but i know i would never actually#and now i just wonder what i should do! i guess. like where do i go from here? what am i supposed to do to cope?#how do i get better? very obviously i don’t wanna get stuck in the same sad loop of self pity or anything!#so when therapy isn’t an option‚ and school (an unavoidable) seems to be 85% of the problem‚ what CAN i do if not just tolerate it?#what option is there for me? reach out to my friends? i feel like talking it out doesn’t do anything for me anymore#my calendar is littered with small events and reminders just so i can get by. when does it get better? where do i go from here because it#very much feels like i'm going to be stuck in this cycle forever. i know theres good intentions but i am Very tired of hearing#people say they're there for me and articles telling me to go outside and touch the flowers i!#i don't know what to do with myself anymore. i think i'm going to have to live with this feeling forever actually#but i really do want to get better. i suppose i just don’t know how#⠀mika’s chatroom !⠀
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shkika · 10 months
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i've been curious about how iterators in your interpretation ascend exactly, since they seem to be unable to get off the string!
is the process more metaphorical/spiritual in nature? or is it entirely physical?
also!! i really really love your art and interpretations tee hee pleading face emoji
This is a pretty good prompt to talk about how I think ascension works! I'm gonna try to be thorough even if some information may seem basic! To me ascension feels like it's meant to be spiritual.
DETAILED EXPLANATION OF UH...
1. Ancients and ascension throughout time.
2 . Iterators and ascension
3. What Saint is and how he works.
I think some people may not realize the concept of leaving the world behind was a thing before the void fluid revolution, before our ancients discovered the ruins of the race that came before them that led to the void sea. Those were the times of those gravel eating monks.
I think ascension is supposed to be a process experienced by old creatures. It works by abandoning all your earthly desires after having been through the cycles again and again. So as you detach yourself from the world eventually.. leaving it behind and ending the samsara.
It became something worth working towards. If you didn't guide your soul to spiritual relief... you'd get stuck in the cycles. Which was painful and scary.
When the void revolution came and a much easier and faster solution was found, of course they took it. It was an answer to getting stuck, finally they would have a guaranteed method of escaping the cycles.
Turns out you can't cheat yourself out of the cycle.. if you are attached to the world too strongly, you become an echo. Which made rumors spread.
So we need another solution. Another effortless way to escape. And so iterators were made! They were designed with a few things in mind . They would be a constant in any cycle, they can't escape.. they can't ascend.. they can't die. Their taboos would make sure they don't try anything themselves and they tough bodies keep them from completely losing function.
This way they could work basically forever on the great problem.
Alright here we go!! The question! How do iterators ascend then. They shouldn't be able to, they weren't meant to do that on their own, but one allegedly managed.
Well a GOOD hint imo is Moon's dialogue in the Saint campaign.
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By this we can guess there is a solution. But it is one right answer among infinite faulty ones. And it's completely indistinguishable or was there a way to safely test it.
Once you discover it and you execute it. You're a goner.
Kind of.. how it happened with Sliver of Straw..
Kind of how Saint's ascension works too.
Sliver basically was the only iterator EVER who accidentally stumbled on it and executed the task. And ascended herself before she could do anything more than send the triple affirmative signal.
And that was it. It probably happened completely out of nowhere in a flash. And she was gone.
This is also a reason why I think she is saint. The way Saint ascends creatures is... by just giving them the solution she discovered. The moment they know it, they end up in the void.
Saint is the only one who can do this. The only one that came back.
OH also quick note.. I love how Pebbles and Moon do not understand what Saint is, unless they discuss him together. Very underrated part of the game's writing. Anyway.
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Saint's purpose is to continue their endless cycle to save others. Pebbles says that by definition no one who knows the answer can venture outside.. except Saint. It's why Moon tells him to wake up.
He's the only one that can.
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purgemarchlockdown · 8 months
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I told myself not to interact too much with the voting discussion because of how much it bothers me, but due to how her votes are going I will talk about it. I know the idea is that to protect the other prisoners we need her to be voted guilty. That's the theory, I'd argue that not only would that not work out the way people expect it to and I'd also argue that voting innocent is the better option overall.
But let's talk a bit about a dichotomy first.
Something I've noticed in fandom when it comes to victims of abuse and trauma is that there's a want for easily digestible abuse victims. There's a want for victims of abuse that are easily infantilized and woobified. In other words, there's a want for a very sanitized depiction of abuse. One where the characters who are being abused did nothing wrong and are morally pure completely righteous characters.
On the flipside, once an abuse victim steps out of those bounds of sanitized digestibility the audience reactions shifts. You tend to find these characters demonized and portrayed in ways that showcase how horrible, toxic or...dangerous they are. If you are an abuse victim in fiction you have to be an incredibly idealized version of the perfect abuse victim who does nothing wrong because if you aren't people will find ways to demonize you and erase any sense of nuance from the story.
You can either be a good abuse victim, or a bad one.
Now of course not everyone voting Amane guilty is doing it because of this...like I've seen a lot of posts from people who just don't know what to do or people who just feel that the consequences of Guilty Vote Amane is worth it in the end or people who just vote her guilty cause they don't like her much. I'm biased in this regard because I love Amane Momose! I'm very much biased towards her.
However it is troubling to me that I see this sort of bias, a lot of people have talked about how this also happens with Mikoto and I'd argue there was a bit of this also involved in Haruka and his voting.
It's something In this fandom and it's something that troubles me personally because I care a lot about this stuff, stories like Amane's are important to me, and I don't like seeing people react like this to abuse victims in fiction just because they aren't palatable.
I doubt most people in real life would act the same way if Amane was real, but also I'm unfortunately very familiar with people ignore someone who is suffering just because they feel uncomfortable. So I do think it's important to mention.
And I think Amane doomed by Milgram! I think Milgram is exactly the kind of place that would trigger her trauma! But even so I don't think Amane is doomed completely. I think viewing her as someone who can never change, who's stuck forever as a devoted cult follower is frankly a disservice to her character.
The power of cults come a lot of factors, manipulation, isolation, perpetuation of abuse and abusive cycles and way more things that I can't even mention. It Does Not come from magic unbreakable brainwashing! We have accounts from former cult victims! They exist! You can google them! There are people with stories like this out there!
I'd argue that Milgram's guilty system emulates Amane's previous abusive situation. It emulates that system of rules and punishment and torture. I don't think voting guilty would help, because voting guilty means Amane has to deal with something that closely emulates her horrible abusive situation, it would drive her further into isolation and trauma. She'd be reliving the situation she just escaped.
"But the other prisoners are at risk-" They're still at risk even if Amane is voted guilty! I'd argue their more at risk because Amane would be driven further into her isolation! Cults tell people that the outside world is dangerous and out to get them! It's one of there methods of control!
If we prove that to Amane, if we prove that yes, the outside world is out to get her and there's no one out there that can actually help her, then we give her The most righteous reason to attack.
Amane from what I can tell usually attacks if she feels like she's justified, if she feels like she's in danger. It's a defense mechanism born out of the torture she experienced. It's not wild swinging at anyone and anything she hates as it seems like people think it is.
I think voting Amane Innocent actually has the better chance of really helping people out. I think Amane being innocent would help crack this image she has of the outside world which would be fantastic actually! Would she be fully deprogrammed? No, you can't deprogram someone with one choice, especially if you validated their beliefs beforehand but it certainly changes things.
I don't like the idea that Amane is completely hopeless, I Feel like it treats cults and the Real Harm they do to people as something that no one can come back from and makes it feel weirdly mystical. Like the cult gets their hands in ya and now their brainwashing is just unbreakable. There's Real Ex-Cult Survivors in the world! They Exist! They aren't an impossibility and I don't think we should treat Amane's growth as a person as an impossibility!
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thana-topsy · 9 months
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If you're up for sharing more writing tips, how can I tell if what I've written is actually any good? With writing I get stuck in a cycle of feeling like I'm the next Shakespeare while writing but then I'll look over my work a few days later and absolutely hate everything and think it's the most cringe shit ever, then I'll leave it a bit longer and think eh it's not as bad as I thought but still not great and so on. I feel like being forced to write for a grade during school and having everything be marked and assessed and assigned a particular value has robbed me of the ability to critically analyse my own work in a way that's objective and accurate but also fair and realistic. I can analyse other peoples' stuff till the cows come home but I lose all rational thought when it comes to my own stuff
Adding onto that, how do I get to the point where I can stop looking back at my old work and hating everything and wanting to delete it all? Realistically I know finding fault with my old stuff is good bc it means I've grown and improved from where I once was etc but at the same time I wanna enjoy stuff I've made in the past without cringing every time I read it
Hey there Nony, I wanted to let this one percolate a little bit before answering because I've been where you are. And it's a rough time for sure. But aside from my own experiences, I also wanted to get the opinions of some of my writerly friends in the fandom, too, since everyone is a little font of wisdom in their own right.
So I'm going to share their advice alongside my own, because this is kind of a complicated string of questions you're asking. Long post ahead!
@paraparadigm says to Keep Writing: "Write more. Write so much (and so many different things) that eventually the sheer volume bulldozes over self-devouring ego, comparison twitches, or feeling lost, because you don't yet know your own baseline. Coupled with "read more, read everything, read things you enjoy and things you don't, read for the craft as much as the entertainment." And: "I'd add that when revisiting old writing, it's helpful for me to differentiate between "ew the writing is not as technically solid as it is now" and "ah that's interesting, I guess that's where I was at then, emotionally and psychologically". Old writing is also a sort of archaeological record of your younger self, and that can, in fact, be a bit itchy to revisit, so learning to cherish that without passing judgement can be really helpful. I try to treat it like those little marks one puts on the door jamb to track a kid's height."
@mareenavee says "Part of it is writing more, as Para said and I will always second that. Another part is, honestly, the hardest part. It's to try very hard to get out of the habit of negative self-talk.... There's so much work involved with this but normalizing being proud of your work and having some grace with yourself is part of that answer."
@archangelsunited says "Early on, instead of going “this has to be a masterpiece” I would tell myself my only job was to tell a story. I couldn’t tell a story if I was deleting it. Also, talking about your work helps. The less ashamed I was of my writing, the more people wanted to read it. There is a need to hide your work, and that can lead to a downward spiral all its own. And, 90% of the time, you have to suck at something to learn to be good at something. The work you already wrote shouldn’t be the sum of all your skill, it should be one of those measuring sticks for the moment. Despite previous thought, you won’t be stuck at the same level forever."
@polypolymorph says "In addition to accumulating experience via reading and writing, you also have to be willing to reinvent the wheel. Unfortunately the Process™️ is unique to everyone, and even when you are deliberately mimicking a voice as, say, a ghost writer, you can't expect that 2+2=4 for you. Your process might look more like a Lotka-Volterra equation for the same type of work and that's okay. Trial and error is the best way to figure out what advice actually works for you--and if it doesn't, it doesn't mean you're wrong. Don't get stuck on pop writing advice like a sad roomba does on an upturned rug. Learn when to throw it out."
So there's some advice from some other excellent writers! I hope you've been able to find some value in their advice, because it certainly kicked me in the pants a few times.
As for me, I think, having been where you are, my biggest piece of advice is: Find joy in the craft. Get curious instead of critical. An artist shouldn't down themselves over a rough sketch when they're working out a drawing, so why would a writer do such a thing? Everything you write is practice. Everything you make has value because it builds up to the next thing you make.
At the end of the day, you are the only one who is capable of telling the stories that are in your head. This fact alone gives whatever you put onto paper value, regardless of quality. You are creating magic, in the most literal sense! Creating something out of nothing, conjuring images into someone else's mind from hundreds of thousands of miles away, transcending space and time. It's amazing!
Lastly, my final piece of advice is to just write for fun. Write things nobody else will ever see just because you wanted to get words onto paper. You have to unlearn what was drilled into you in school. You are more than a content creation machine. You are an artist, a wordsmith. And just know that there will never be a day when you look at your own work and say "That's it, I have achieved perfection."
Writing is a life-long journey. Just enjoy the ride!
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tarotreaderbabe · 1 year
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A message from Persephone.
The Greek myth of Hades and Persephone is my absolute favourite. There's just so much misinformation about a beautiful love story. Queen of the underworld, forever my Mother Goddess 🥺 Anyway, let's pick a pile together.
Pile one, two, and three respectively.
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Pile one
You want to go on a journey, but to you, it would feel like you are abandoning your mother. The specific card that represents Persephone in this reading is a very youthful Page of Pentacles, and is peacefully surrounded by flowers. This makes me think of Kore, moments before her "abduction".
All the cards where pointing towards a journey that you really wanted to go on, but you feel stuck between your own life and your mother's. Persephone is saying that no matter what you do, your heart will always draw you towards where you're meant to be. Persephone wanted to be with Hades, truly. And she gave in to that wish, and ate the pomegranate, even if it meant to be apart of her mom, Demeter.
Her advice is that nothing needs to be permanent. life is made up of cycles, and you can always pay a visit, just like Persephone did herself.
If you need confirmation, this is it. Follow your heart. Be with who you want to be with, travel to that place you want to go to, move out, become independent just like you want to. You deserve a life of your own.
Pile two
You are a sensitive soul, in deed, but so brave. Never look down on yourself. The card that represents Persephone in this card is the King of Swords, representing her as an authority, a Queen. She says that you are such a gentle, kind individual, but with extreme strength and resistance inside of you. You feel sad over the state of the world, you wish for the world to be truly a better place. A part of you believes you are just too weak to change anything, specially when the justice system turns a blind eye to things that should be punished.
She's not saying it's your job to fix the world, but you can make a difference. You do.
You are being represented as the Queen of swords, with the Hierophant to clarify, and the hierophant in this card looks super weird, as if he is evil, but the queen is not afraid of him at all. She speaks, and she speaks bluntly, that is the queen of swords. She is unbelievably and brutally honest no matter who she is speaking to. Persephone became queen, and she created a paradise for the goodhearted inside the underworld.
You can make a difference, even if not in the entire world, but in your own world, the world around you. Stand up for yourself, stand up for others with that brilliant mind and sharp tongue of yours. Question authority and educate yourself. If you wish to, Persephone is saying that if you work with the Law or social work of some kind, you will feel amazing even though it is a difficult job. Also, don't forget this: it's not your job to save the entire world, but if your heart burns with a desire for justice, you can make a difference if you want to.
Pile Three
Don't give your own life away for someone else to handle, but also, learn how to listen to other's advice.
In this pile, Kore is missing, and only Hecate knows where she is. Yet, she doesn't say a word to Kore's mother, because she knows that everything is working out for her in her greatest good. You might be facing a very difficult issue that no one is willing to help. Some really don't give a fuck, but some are putting all their faith in you. They believe you can make it out of this, so they are letting you handle it. Understand that I'm not going to say this shitty situation you're in is for your highest good, even if it is. My point is, don't count on anyone to save you. Just listen carefully to their warnings. Everything will be fine. But please, listen. Be very discerning of this pile, as I am not saying for you to listen to your family's bs about the new great person you just met. This pile is for those in abusive relationships, toxic households, bullying at school, etc. You won't receive any help, the ball is in your hands. It's your choice to stay or go, but don't be so blind and in denial that you ignore every possible warning, red flag, tarot advice, etc. This message is for your own good.
You will be fine. You can do this. I am here for any of you if you need to talk to someone.
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froggywritesstuff · 1 year
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Perfectdolls headcanons
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pairings: Jane Doe/Penny Lamb x Ocean O'connell Rosenburg
warnings: swearing, mentions of anxiety
fandom: Ride The Cyclone
A/N: i'm projecting myself so much onto these two it's not even funny
Ocean is such a nervous wreck before she and Jane start dating
even when they do start dating, she gets really insecure, thinking that no one should ever date her and that she doesn't deserve Jane, but it's nothing Jane can't fix with some sweet words of encouragement
they both have very different music tastes, but they constantly listen to each other's playlists and love it just because the other one likes it. like, Ocean's least favourite song could be Jane's favourite, and it'll completely change her perspective of that song.
but they both absolutely love chloe moriondo's music, and listen to her music 24/7 together
Ocean gets really anxious and tries to hide it, but Jane always knows, and holds her hand and rubs her thumb over hers to calm her down
they braid each other's hair during sleepovers
yes they have sleepovers
Ocean definitely buys her and Jane matching pyjamas for when they have sleepovers
FOREHEAD KISSES
Jane texts Ocean almost every second when they're apart, letting her know the smallest details about her day, and Ocean can't help the wide smile spreading on her lips
i feel like Jane could just. pick Ocean up. and she does it at the most random times. 
Jane, losing at Monopoly: I'm leaving. and I'm taking Ocean with me. *carries Ocean away*
Ocean: I was winning!
or alternatively, the choir will just be having a conversation, and Jane just picks Ocean up. there's a second of silence, before everyone continues their conversations like normal
one of them will just absentmindedly start playing with the other one's hair, and they're just so used to it they don't even notice until someone asks about it
if Jane starts crying, Ocean starts crying too because she feels bad, but she quickly tries to wipe her tears away and tries her best to be there for Jane
Ocean will always be wearing something from Jane's wardrobe, they pretty much just share clothes at this point
this is sort of unrelated, but Ocean listened to Little Miss Perfect from Write Out Loud and cried for like, ten minutes 
Jane texts in all lower case with minimal grammar, while Ocean texts with pretty much perfect grammar and punctuation
Ocean does the wordle first thing in the morning and sends her score to Jane, while Jane normally waits until twelve to start, and she’ll guess a word, get stuck for a few minutes, do something else, realise she needs to finish the wordle, do another guess, and that cycle repeats and she normally guesses it around seven pm.
JANE HUGS OCEAN FROM BEHIND AND RESTS HER HEAD AGAINST HER SHOULDER
Space Girl by francis forever and chloe moriondo is THEIR song
Jane, texting Ocean at 3am: would you still love me if i was a worm ?
Ocean: If you were a worm would you still love me if i wasn't a worm?
Jane: i hope i don't ever turn into a worm
Ocean: Go to sleep <3
buy me a coffee <3
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maii-mia · 3 months
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Please help me get away from my abusive family.
I'm in desperate need for help and advice. I'm from Egypt, going to be 22 in March, and I'm currently stuck in a really abusive family situation in which my worth is based on my uni results.
My (quick and condensed) backstory is that since I was very young I've been raised to be a doctor, I've always been a good student even ranking top 3 in my school and working my hardest despite being a victim of continued SA which, amongst other things, led me to be very suicidal and start to self harm, but being good in school was one of the things I could control and which made me feel acknowledged by my parents so I tried my hardest to keep up my grades. When it comes to Egypt the points you get with your diploma are going to be what will determine which uni you'll be able to join, and to get in a public med uni you'd have to get +98% while instead I got 94,7%. From here on everything started to get much worse with my family and I heard so much verbal abuse that completely destroyed the remaining self worth I had, even after I was already manipulated into thinking I could be a doctor or nothing. Because of my family thinking of me as an "investment", my grandpa decided to pay for my uni tuition, which my parents wouldn't have been able to afford, and just like that I entered a private uni for pharmacy, because 95% was the minimum acceptance for med so I couldn't go towards that path regardless. I had no choice but to accept my grandpa's money and start uni regardless because no other option was given to me with my parents telling me I would've been an embarrassment for the family in front of everyone if I didn't. Even though I was doing horribly mental health wise and I felt completely trapped I did what I thought I had to do and did my best in uni and passed the first semester even though I could tell immediately that the courses weren't for me and I was having a really hard time following, unfortunately in the second semester everything got much harder and I didn't pass two subjects no matter how hard I tried. I thought the world was falling directly on my shoulders and I didn't know what to do, I was afraid of telling my family because of my own safety and because I felt like a disappointment, and even more because you have to pay for summer course and to retake the exams and I knew they wouldn't have had the money, which I'm aware isn't my responsibility because I wasn't given an option but in abusive situations everything is made to be your fault. I was completely stuck just trying to survive so I didn't say anything and I entered second year and I took the subjects I didn't pass as an off semester subjects alongside with the ones that were already part of the first semester of the second year. Unfortunately that year I lost my grandma because of covid and everything just kept getting worse, my family wasn't doing well because of her passing and I was already doing horribly and struggling, after I kept failing subjects and didn't say anything because now along with the problems already existing I also felt guilty to add to my grandma's passing. Before the second semester of the second year started I got robbed while coming back from uni and I think my brain just shut down from then because I was just too overwhelmed and I got even more suicidal, I stopped going to uni without saying anything and I would just hide in the roof, of course that couldn't keep me safe forever but I wasn't in my right mind at all. When my parents found out things somehow just got even worse, there was so much crying and shouting and verbal and physical abuse and I stayed in bed for 3 days from shock, from then my parents just keep giving me ultimatums not because they want to give me more chances but just because they're ashamed of me and I just don't know what to do anymore, I am not in the right state of mind and I am afraid for my safety, I don't know how to survive anymore in this same cycle and unfortunately I just can't just start passing subjects with something I was forced to study that I find impossible to learn especially when I'm this low.
Currently I got the results from this semester and I failed 2 subjects while passing 3, it's just a matter of time before before they find out and I am so scared for my safety and what they will do to me, especially my dad and grandpa. I have no one to ask here and I've just been talking about this with my internet friend and trying to brainstorm what I could do, would asking for donations/opening a fund help in any way for me to get out of here? Or at least buy myself some time? I would have to open a bank account for that to happen first though. I don't know what to do which is why I'm trying anything and I made this account to ask here too, please any advice would be welcomed
I’m desperate to reach anyone that could help in any way, here are other platforms in which you can find me/boost my posts: reddit / tiktok / instagram
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timidloner · 1 year
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Hey! It’s fangirl back again, not dead from work yet. And I hope you’ve been getting some rest and staying hydrated! So, the whole thing going on between Moon and Sun keeps playing in my mind. I know we’ll get answers throughout the story. And it would be an endless cycle of Sun taking Moon’s creations for their own and Moon destroying Sun’s creation or converting them, if Moon didn’t already do something about Sun seeing that he’s missing in action. It’s like a constant conflict of choice between the two. I doubt that they will ever reach a compromise or anything. And I think in an old post, you mentioned something about that hinting at Sun’s chance to even try to do it again. And I got the magic and souls thing, which makes sense now, never really thought of a context like that.
Now that that thought is out, I love the other options rambling gave for MC planning to kill Joren. I’d love to see a good mindbreak option as a result for trying to kill him (both the “happy” and “blank-eyed”). Ahem, now as my hidden demons have awakened, I remembered about being able to fuck Joren in his *cough* monster form *cough*. How would one persuade him to do that? Considering he’s a towering murdering machine in that form. And I remember something about MC being able to change physically too 👀.
Hey!! Nice to see you again! I think it's time for me to give you a special tag!!
I've been well, today I had a particularly nice breakfast. And I hope work treats you better this week!
You've been solving the puzzle very well. These siblings will never reach a compromise, they're too far gone for that. Someone has to win this conflict or they'll be forever stuck on a cycle of destruction, that's Moon final goal, not winning a battle, but the war.
And Sun is alive, but things are complicated for him!!
Did you translate my post? Aww, I'm actually super happy that you like my story enough to do that :((!!! And if you didn't, that line I just wrote will be a bit embarrassing, haha!
Sometimes crazy ideas come to me, I just mix them together and I get my lore! I left that post in Spanish since I wanted to keep it a secret from the majority of my followers, kinda like an open secret.
And yes! MC will change but only on certain endings.
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Haha! Sorry! And yes, Ram writes great ideas, the mindbreak ending wasn't something I'd have thought about, even if I'm into it!
And about your inner demons (hehe)...
Joren expects MC to freak out when they see him in his monster form for the first time, he considers that moment like a trial of fire. If MC can accept him after that, then he has won.
I don't think anyone in their right mind could act nonchalant after seeing something like that, and while you'll choose how MC feels about it, I plan to make it a bit realistic. It will take MC three or four interactions (more off screen) with Joren in his monster form (cuddle scenes, scratching his belly/ears, maybe even riding him??) before they become used to it.
After that, you'll get the option to push it further.
It's not like Joren will be against it, he simply would never have thought about it! This is because:
The last time he had sex was when he still "worked" for that noble family, and he was fully human at that time.
He just wants MC to accept that side of him, desiring him while in that form seems to be asking too much.
If MC expresses any interest in that, he's going to be really pleasantly surprised! And I have various ways planned on how this can happen:
MC asks directly to do it.
MC just... starts touching him (monster) without even talking about it beforehand (lmao, now the victim of dubcon is Joren).
MC asks him if he has ever done it while in his monster form, they can be direct or shy.
During one of those cuddle scenes, MC starts getting horny, and since Joren (monster) already knows when they are turned on by now, he'll test the water.
The first scene won't have penetration, though. That's something will have to train themselves for with the help of Joren (human), and with a lot of phallic objects, haha
I realized too late that we can't have Joren fucking MC with his monster tongue, that would be torture since we're talking about a rough cat tongue!! And I'm too attached to the werejaguar concept to change it.
I'm also giving him a weird monster cock (only in his monster form, the man has a normal dick) since felines don't have knots and I'm not into barbed dicks. I haven't decided yet how it will look, though.
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dynamitedemonlord999 · 11 months
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Fluffy-Butt Situation BONUS CHAPTER
(This chapter will be updated when ya'll send in requests of: How would Catsuki (I know it was a purrty pawsome pun) react if I did this [Hobby/Activity/thing]. Then I'll write it in a hopefully reasonable time. ANYWAY-Just scroll down until you find whichever hobby you like later on in the chapter. Then you’ll get to read about how cat Katsuki would react to you doing it. This took forever which is why you didn't hear from me. And yes.... I'm still WRITTING MORE FOR YOU. YOU'RE WELCOME! )
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Katsuki for the longest time thought that cats were the laziest creatures on the planet. Along with every other normal teenager on the planet. All they wanted to do was to sleep. Katsuki (until he turned into a cat) could never understand how someone or something could want to let their life slip away or be wasted by sleeping for nearly half the day. He knew the importance of sleeping, but he actually had things to do. However, because he was now a cat, he found himself boredly staring off into space. After reading your notes or finishing his 5th training/exercise for the day. Katsuki found himself sleeping most of the day away, due to the boredom of the day which followed. It was like a fast forward button on a remote, closing his eyes he’d still listen but time would seem to go faster. At least until you come back. Currently his schedule would be to wake up at his usual, early, time. Read and study all the notes you’ve taken so he understood the day and when you’d leave he’d commence his own workout, eat, sleep, workout, eat, sleep more, and it would be an endless cycle until you got home. When you’d get home he’d get up and see what you were up to. Often sitting on your lap to watch you or bother you for some attention (let’s be honest. His ego for years is feeded by lots of people saying he’s strong and cool or scary 24/7. So being stuck in your room all day he feels attention starved) Then force you to go to bed early and repeat the dull cycle. But he found sleeping to be incredibly amazing and relaxing as the time of his transformation progressed. Which also meant his usual schedule was now no longer going to be as sufficient as sleeping became one of his favorite parts of the day (Of course he’ll never admit it because he’d be seen as lazy) That is- until your face would suddenly be about one centimeter from his as you would proceed to kiss his little, furry, face or pet him when you’d get home.
You quietly closed the door as you saw the usual sleepy head on your bed. You grinned as you silently snuck over and dropped to your knees. You studied his unusually calm face as he usually was hissing at you. His ears were not in their usual position, being pinned to the back of his head. Leaning closer you held your breath as you kissed his little nose. The cat grunted as he rolled over and covered his face. You couldn't help but let out a little giggle, taking off your shoes and bag you very carefully got into the bed. Surprisingly, you realized the cat was a heavy sleeper as he didn’t stir. You gently put down your hand and rubbed his head, instinctively the cat’s head leaned back into your touch. You hummed, full of content as you began to pet the cat. It was soothing to know that King trusted you nowadays, or at least enough to let you be close and pet him. 
(Hello there, sorry this is late. Writer’s block is a real dick to deal with and because I wasn’t sure how I was going to completely do this. Below click or copy the links to your favorite hobby. Know I wasn’t able to make them all amazing or very specific (Because there’s so many of you all and idk what specific things you all would do). This is a bonus chapter of headcannons or short stories, and it took much longer than my normal writings. When you're done reading your hobby/thing, just come back to this page and scroll past the hobbies to read the final ending of the chapter (I know, it's complicated, again you're welcome.). I really enjoyed this actually so expect more of writings similar to this in the future!)
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Hobbies/Activities:
Art: https://www.tumblr.com/dynamitedemongod999/718247958520446976/art-soft-music-crept-into-the-sleeping-beasts?source=share
Dancing: https://www.tumblr.com/dynamitedemongod999/718248063428345856/dance?source=share
Singing: https://www.tumblr.com/dynamitedemongod999/718248536373952512/sing?source=share
Crafts: https://www.tumblr.com/dynamitedemongod999/718248660843020288/crafts?source=share
Reading/Writing a Story: https://www.tumblr.com/dynamitedemongod999/718248774920765440/writingreading?source=share
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Sitting down on your bed, you hugged the furball in your arms which reminded you of holding a teddy bear. You inhaled his sweet scent along with the scent of your laundry detergent. The feeling of his soft fur laced between your fingers. As you held him in your chest you felt the small rumbles of his purring, making you smile widely. You bumped your head against his as you rubbed his little chin and cheeks. Evidently making the cat purr louder.  After a few minutes which felt like hours as you cuddled King. You pulled away, yawning as you felt tired. Knowing that it was finally the weekend so you could sleep in and do your activities at your leisure. Looking back down at your little friend, his eyes were half open as he too yawned. You chuckled “Aww, you sleepy? Wanna go to bed?” THe cat surprisingly nodded. You couldn't help but laugh a little. King was a very well mannered and smart cat when he wanted to be, almost too smart from what you could say. You gave him one last kiss on his forehead before laying your head on your pillow. King sniffed as he looked over at you, slowly crawling up you, he gave you a little lick on the nose before biting it. Your eyes widened “Did you just- give me a kiss?” The cat only licked the side of your cheek before leaning his head in the crook of your neck. Letting out a small growl as he closed his eyes, his own way of telling you to go to bed. You smiled as you pet him, closing your eyes “Goodnight King, love you.” The sounds of his purrs grew louder in response to your words.
For once, in his whole life. Katsuki felt safe. As through his presence, even with how little he could do, was enough and appreciated. You showed through your actions you loved him for who he was. You were always patient and caring, always making sure he was ok. He felt as though he didn’t need to prove himself or be his always hostile self. Instead, he could be whoever he wanted and you didn’t seem to care. Even praising him for the little things he did or for being a sweetie. Katsuki felt that with you, he could finally be happy, loving as you accepted his ‘I love you too idiot’. While being held in your arms, he felt that you were his home.
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apoptoses · 1 year
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I mean, I get that I can only really speak for myself here, but I think if you have some ideas for fic that you really want to pursue and explore then you should go for it. Even if it's not what people tend to currently think and talk about with regards to certain characters/dynamics, that doesn't mean a lot of us won't still enjoy seeing a fresh perspective, and hell people might like the newer takes so much they incorporate it into discussions and ideas in future. But even if not it's still healthy and refreshing for their to be some variety and exploration in fan made works imo
As far as kink goes, hey if it's not for some people it's not for them, and if it's niche there is always a chance you make some people *very* happy because they just assumed they would never see it in any works
I guess what I'm saying in a very rambly way is that I'll personally look forward to writing whatever you most feel like writing and that I think you shouldn't be afraid to take risks or explore new ideas that others haven't covered before because I have no doubt you'll make them interesting and do them justice 🩵
Oh, thank you!! I think the problem is 50% hormonal, and 50% being stuck in editing hell. This wip is coming out closer to 50k and it's taking me forever to get through and remix some stuff and then weave in other stuff, and being critical of your work every day, for 2+ hours a day? A recipe for self hate tbh. I now understand why pros pay for editors.
And actually the wip involves some stuff I'm slightly self-conscious about anyways (i never see daniel get to be in charge and i think that's a crime man) and so the cycle continues.
But I think you're totally right, you have to write what you want and trust the reader, and know that somewhere out there someone will be excited for it. And usually I'm so good at that but there's just something in the water right now I guess.
Anyways yes. Thank you, you're so kind!! 🥹 I'm going to sit down tomorrow and work on something totally different and hope I feel excited about it by the end.
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sexydreamgirl · 2 years
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hi!! im that anon that asked abt turning back time and worrying abt time whatever. i totally forgot i asked that lol! that persisting actually went horribly because i was giving fear power and i was just so scared i spiraled for like 3 days. but yesterday i said no FUCK that. im gonna reclaim my power. idk if this is a success story or an ask but im gonna put it here anyway.
i put up sticky notes on the side of my computer to remind myself to NEVER look back, and that morning i decided that i had perfect self concept and that i WOULD be aware of it before the end of the day. i was so scared! lol but i kept persisting. i didnt give fear power, i pushed it by and said NO WAY! NOTHING can get in the way of me and inevitably becoming aware of my perfect self concept.
as the day went on i had less anxiety and everything and around 4 i did some tarot reading, it was all very very great outlook, but it definitely predicted something. two cards basically said that my ambitions were running the risk of being undermined by my timidity and lack of self confidence, and the other card said that i will likely find myself with a problem but i will overcome it and triumph, i have the courage to do so. it scared me a little but i kinda brushed it off.
flash forward an hour, im washin dishes and im like damn i feel pretty fuckin good abt my self concept actually! i sat down and rhe feeling faded but i went back to my room and suddenly i looked at the clock and i laughed so hard that i started crying. july 24th?? fr? lmao?? like...thats just not true. i couldnt stop, i was so happy i just knew that the world was in my pocket. i just knew that theres no way its july 24th, its insane to even think about anything but my desires being the truth. i genuinely truly felt inevitable peace in my desires, i didnt even desire them in the 3d anymore. that morning i felt like id never get out of that cycle of lack and anxiety so bad i wanted to throw up and couldn't sleep but there i was. it truly was the best feeling i could ever ask for.
but it faded. and i know it was an accidental reversal. i had a twinge of fear that i could jinx it, reverse it. before then i dont think i ever thought of the concept of knowing a manifestation couldnt be reversed, especially not as a part of a good sc, it just never crossed my mind because it seemed obvious. it was a fear i couldnt push back and ignore. i didnt realize then that dwelling on the old story and doubting and all that has no power, it doesnt matter if you do that. i couldnt tell if it was birds before land or a reversal at first but i decided it was a reversal, it makes more sense and it feels more uplifting that i truly did do it. i doubted so much and i was so scared but in the end i really did become aware of it. even though it faded i stuck true to the reading, i wouldnt let it bring me down, this is just proof of how powerful i am. i didnt fail, its just a speck of dirt in the palm of god. im still scared ofc haha, but today ill be doing the same thing but ensuring it'll be forever. that i'll never reverse it, that's impossible.
i'm scared but i'm going to do my best to not let a thing stop me. i did it! everything will only get easier from here. if you have any input though id love to hear it
"i didn't fail, it's just a speck of dirt in the palm of God"
This right here. You may have doubts, you may feel fear but you still choose to have courage and continue regardless of what you're feeling. This is persisting.
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hellougly22 · 1 year
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Everything seems to be going well enough. Yet it feels like a tempest is on it's way. If I give myself a chance to stop and think about how I feel about my life right now I'm always met with confusion and helplessness. Whether it's a 'happy' or a 'sad' cycle, it's still a cycle after all. And I'm still stuck in it. Sure, I'm studying 24/7, I give myself time to read, I daydream any chance I get but it still feels like I'm not doing enough. That there's so much I want, but don't know what to do to acheive it or even how to start. So many questions and doubts swirling in the back of my mind, making me feel like I'm slowly going insane. It wasn't until one Friday morning, when a sudden storm rolled in that my worries finally begin to settle down. A day that will determine whether my relationship with my friends will change forever or remain the same. The sky had been threatening rain all morning and by the time I got home from my daydream world the forecast had said it would pour all weekend. And so it did and yet no light was shed on anything. Nothing moved forward; nothing changed. Nothing went worse either. There was only the same feeling of hopelessness that lingered every time I reflected on what had happened. I feel like I've reached a standstill now. I don't know how to communicate my thoughts to anybody so I've become even more immersed in my fantasies. I don't feel empty or depressed like I used to. I'm not even struggling as badly with socialising. Despite constantly zoning in and out throughout lessons, I've managed to keep my grades high. There isn't really anything thats going badly. Yet I can't shake the feeling that something is very wrong. Something has shifted inside me and I can't tell how long it'll last or what will happen next. Even when my friends try talking to me and asking if I'm alright, I'm still distracted. All I can do is nod in response because I don't know the answer either. Nowadays, when it rains it pours. And though most days are dry and sunny, it's never as bright as the rare times I used to have when most days were rainy; When my mood goes down, it crashes. But there is no euphoria in my life anymore. No joy or sadness, all I find myself doing is feeling anxious and frustrated. I hate this. Everything's fine for today and everything looks positive but something doesn't feel right. My pen doesn't respond to me much anymore. Words get written down but the real ones stay locked up. Always taunting me from a distance, never close enough to reach. I didn't know there was such a bleak zone between depression and elatedness. But there is and I can't find my way to the other side. I'm just constantly running around an infinity loop. A maze without an exit. The same routine repeating again and again and again. I know it's better then the depression that took over last year but it's just as exhausting. There's probably an easy way to break out of it but I can't seem to figure it out.
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ikemenomegas · 10 months
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Not until then. And even though you understood it, for a long, long time it had still hurt. Because no one had ever stepped up to do the same for any of you
Screaminf and crying
There's this feeling of being abandoned by the system and being forever stuck in the cycle of getting killed for the sake of other people and never being able to have the certainty of having a painless death because you're not allowed to be selfish and this is all happening to a bunch of teenagers who haven't seen much of the world yet. That part hits me especially hard since I've had similar thoughts like that in the past and there's this nagging thought at the back of your mind going "what about me?" And it just fucks u up a bit.
I also love the myy oc and shoko pairing more than gojo x myy oc or geto x myy oc because the two of them were always like the ppl left behind by the two strongest sorcerers, if that makes sense at all. Shoko and myy oc can understand each other more and that scene of them in bed was just perfect because there was an equal amount of playful bantering and intimacy in the scene so i loved it
Thaaaat's them. And I absolutely get it, that's why I wrote it this way. There's something about watching other people get... saved I guess, either by others or by themselves, or even seeing bad things happen and going "why did no one save me" or "why am i not strong enough to save myself" or "am i not strong enough to do something that matters". It's not a nice feeling so we don't like to acknowledge it, but i don't think it's uncommon. I'm proud of and grateful to you anon for saying you relate, I'm sorry you have felt that way, but know you aren't alone in it.
just writing my reply to you, I realize that maybe of all the people in the group, Nanami might also understand (if he and myy oc were close enough to have this kind of heart to heart). It's a very particular kind of bitter adult feeling, it's only Nanami acknowledges the good he does in the world. myy oc broke in a way where they think it doesn't matter/nothing they do will ever be good enough ^^' (sorry for the sad)
For Shoko and myy oc I think it sucks in particular too because... Gojo and Getou were their friends, but didn't try to save them. Actually, they were abandoned too. Getou and myy oc share the non-sorcerer background, but Shoko and myy oc share the reality of being important parts of the power structure of jujutsu society without actually having as much power as that position should allow them.
You are so right though and I hope you'll love the road trip au where they just run away. Shoko is best wife, we stan Shoko on this blog. If Shoko has a character flaw, we're starting to see she's too internal, and kind of passive/accepting/avoidant. She very very seldom says what she means or actually wants to say. She should have asked myy oc to marry her first, they would have both been less heartbroken lol (there's a fic for that too btw 😉 the new season is making me itch to finish the shoko content in my drafts)
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lashton-is-my-drug · 2 years
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Ash via his ig story links to an old post of his artwork during 2020 Superbloom era. The slide he links to is for “Sunshine”.
September 20, 2022
This song tackles some very vulnerable themes.
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Here’s a refresher of the lyrics to “Sunshine”, with my analysis in the brackets.
I've been living my life
But it's not how it looks [public image is a lie/different from what’s actually going on, his everyday life is hidden from public.]
I've been giving it time [he’s been waiting until he feels comfortable to not lie anymore.]
But that's all that it took [he can handle it and waiting is what is holding him back.]
So what now?
You've been feeding me lies [toxic management/record label? Being told what to say from the powers that be? Given the lies to tell to keep up a false public image? Being lied to about what the truth of the matter is? Spiritual awakening? Self-actualization journey?]
Now it's all that I know [trying to keep up with the public image of himself that he’s had to play along with for so many years? A cycle of lies is vicious and can become second nature if that’s how you’re living your life.]
I've been eating you up [Buying into the lies. Or the line is from perspective of the lies, which are eating him up.]
How am I supposed to grow? [if he’s keeping up with the lies, how is he supposed to mature and be connected with himself and the world around him in a true way?]
So what now?
Stop watching the news
You're something they use to
Scare you just like a bad dream [Ash giving good advice. the news media using uncertainty and scary language to keep people watching, creating more anxiety but feeds the pockets of the corporate media.]
Wake up tomorrow [Tomorrow is a new day!]
You'll cast a shadow on
Pavements that you're yet to see [A sense of hope that there’s so much life to live and discoveries to make and adventures to have.]
See the sunshine
Just like the first time
See the sunshine
Just like the first time
Not just today
Not just tomorrow
But now till forever and ever
See the sunshine
See the sunshine
I've been living my life
In a tiny toolbox [stuck in a small limited space metaphorically, boxed in, unable to live authentically as himself and further expand his potential.]
Now I'm locked in the house
Like I live in Fort Knox [reference to the forced lockdown during the onset height of COVID-19 pandemic.
So what now?
Now I'm thinking
My life could be more than it's been [time to come out of that “toolbox”? Lockdown forced many people to do self-reflection. Looking inward and evaluate what’s going on in their lives, where they are, and where they want to be, and what they truly value. It sounds like this is what happened for Ash, as well.]
I should meet other people [try to get out of one’s own head and connect with others.]
And see what they mean [Listening and exploring others ideas and perceptions, asking questions of others]
So what now?
All my misfortunes
All of my triumphs
All of my satellite dreams [All of the experiences he’s had in his life thus far, “satellite dreams” sounds like it’s about sending out his messages through his art and trying to connect with people through his art/music.]
Expensive perfumes
Ladies do not lose [when these women enter the picture for the stunts, they gain money and clout and attention. It’s fake but they gain something from the position.]
Playing but not on the team [Bold and loud lyric. This sounds to me like it’s about having to play pretend that he’s in these relationships and is different than what he says in his art as part of his public image, but actually he’s “not on the team” because he “bats for the other team” aka gay. If this is accurate, then I want to say how proud I am of him! ❤️🏳️‍🌈]
See the sunshine
Just like the first time
See the sunshine
Just like the first time
Not just today
Not just tomorrow
But now till forever and ever
See the sunshine
See the sunshine
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acosmicblizzard · 2 years
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Younger sibling hcs pt.3 (Ikemen revolution)
Links to other parts: pt.1, pt.2
Warnings: Possible spoilers for all current released wonderland residents routes, Major spoilers for Dalims route (currently only Loki’s Oliver’s and Harr’s are released in english as of the time of writing this. Dalims is released in Japanese, if you don't wish to be spoiled skip over Dalim and Deans sections) Possible ooc as i have only done rays route. Don’t repost my writings, reblog instead! Wanna check out my other works? Here’s my Masterlist!
Wonderland Residents
Blanc Lapin
Okay so this can go two ways just like the childhood friend headcanons, either A you're dead or B you're immortal like blanc. And just to torture people i'm gonna go A. I maybe, just maybe will make a part 4 just to make the happy version of these headcanons.
Blanc knew you weren't gonna live forever, he knew that. But that didn't take away any pain from when you finally passed. He didn't want to have to continue living all alone, why did he have to? He loved you with all of his heart and would do anything for you. Why did you have to leave. His memories filled with happy moments between you two and he knew no matter how much time passed he would never forget them. The sad times, the happy times, the hard times, all the time spent with you. He cherished those memories but knew how much pain it would cause him. Though he definitely won't let you be forgotten and lost to cradles long history, as in the memories and hearts of people, those who have been long gone could live on forever. And anyone who he trusts to tell the tales to he would tell story after story of your time spent with him.
When it comes to Immortality, you can become stuck in cycles of emotions eternally. It could be eternal pleasure, it could be eternal suffering. As much as blanc wishes you were alive and could be by his side forever he knows that's asking too much. You lived a happy and fulfilled life, he would never want you to carry the burden of immortality. Not far away from his house is a small grave, decorated with your favorite flowers. Every now and then when blanc feels lonely or sad, he'll visit your grave and just.. talk. He knows you're gone, resting eternally, but he still talks hoping in some way you can hear the stories he's telling you now of modern day cradle just like how you would sit at the fire place and listen to your older brother tell you stories during the wintery seasons.
Oliver Knight
It came suddenly, no one in your family knew what to do. Your older brother Oliver went missing. There were absolutely no clues nor traces on where he could've gone or where he could've been taken. It was a shock to all of your family as your parents tried to work with the police to find your brother. But any and all searches came back empty handed with no clues and no idea on where we could be. Years and years passed and you had taken over Oliver's position in the family business. Three years, it had been three years since Oliver went missing. There were still no clues, not even after the years of him being missing, nothing came to light. At this point some of your family other then your father had accepted that he was gone and was never coming back. but your father always held hope that maybe one day he'd come back. And so did you, even if it was hard to keep the hope that maybe one day he'll come back.
One day when you and your father were walking to a local bakery you two came across a lady wearing a hat that was very similar to the craftmanship of your older brother. Oliver was always insanely good at making hats, they were always amazing quality. One thing led to the next and you ended up talking more with the lady and when it was revealed that she knew Oliver's current whereabouts you were ecstatic.
While on the other side of the moon, Oliver sat inside a cell in the magic tower. He knew one thing, he had to get back to the real world with Alice. But more importantly, to this family. And back to his younger sibling he loved dearly. He definitely knew he was in for a lecture from everyone there, and he's gonna love being back. Though a solution to this magic curse may be hard to find he refuses to give up. He's coming home and you better be ready for it.
Loki Genetta
Before Loki was taken by the magic tower you two shared a very close bond. Days passed peacefully as you two grew up together, you guys would play hide and seek almost all the time, you would steal your moms makeup and put makeup on eachother and do eachothers hair even though you'd get scolded afterwards. Days kept passing happily and peacefully until Loki's 11th birthday. Out of nowhere in the middle of the celebration Loki's magic showed itself for the first time in his life and destroyed some of the house. You were confused, scared, you didn't know what was going on. Neither did Loki. But the next day your brother was taken away by these strange people in cloaks.
Years and years passed with no signs of Loki coming back and you continued growing up all alone. His bed in the room you two use to share disappeared. All of his clothes and toys disappeared. It was like his entire existence was meant to be forgotten about. And forget you did, to ensure no one knew of what happened to him your memories were wiped. You kept moving on in life even though you'd randomly get heavily sick at times and felt incomplete. You always wondered why, why is this happening? Did something happen? What did you not remember? What's the explanation for this? So many questions that you didn't have the answers too.
Your life continued going on normally though, getting ready to graduate school, looking into getting a higher education if you could, if not look for a job maybe at a café or somewhere else. Completely unaware of the mismatched eyes watching you where ever you went. Siblings are meant to protect one another, and Loki would follow that belief to the grave. Without your knowledge whenever he could he would follow you, hiding within the darkness to not reveal himself. Maybe one day you would be reunited, but not here, and not now. Loki absolutely refuses to risk your safety and have the magic tower try anything especially with Alice the 2nd very recently falling into cradle. Getting you involved with anything he and harr are doing is a big no. One day, you two will be reunited. Please just keep waiting for him.
Harr Silver
Growing up together you and harr stayed together through everything. Harr struggled with communicating with others and was always shy so you did most of the talking to others. You became slightly good at reading his emotions through body language and even with a slipup here and there you were still decent at it and could usually tell what he was trying to communicate to you. You're most likely also have magic like harr. Harr was definitely willing to teach you magic and help you learn it, even if he was still learning himself he would still help you out in anyway he could.
It was a shock when Harr was declared a criminal and a threat to all of cradle by red territory, you went off on Lancelot. Confused and angry on why he would do this to his friend. Lance didn't explain nor did try to and dismissed you. That just made you more angry and you went to Sirius to try and get answers. Sirius informed you on the letter he got from Harr before all of this went down. Sirius didn't have the whole picture so you pieced together what information you could together and even then that wasn't the best explanation. All you knew was that Harr is innocent and lance needed him known as a criminal for a reason.
It wasn't too much longer till you took off to the forbidden forest to try and find him. It took awhile and ton of getting lost in the forest but eventually you found him. While Harr didn't want you getting wrapped up into this mess you reassured him siblings look out for one another and you'd be helping him with whatever mess he had gotten himself into. Years passed, the treehouse was built, you met loki and he became your best friend and so much more happened. Of course not all of it was happy and with Alice the second falling into cradle things are gonna get more chaotic, but you believe Harr, Loki and you can figure this out somehow.
Mousse Atlas
Growing up apart of the Atlas family was quite the experience, due to being the first born Mousse was expected to become the ace of hearts and unless mousse were to step down from his position you were free to pursue whatever career you wanted. In case of this you still trained and became a good swordfighter for if mousse ever stepped down. Throughout your childhood you and mousse trained side by side while still retaining the normal life of a child, going to school, making friends, playing games, just general kid stuff. As you grew up mousse filled the role of ace of hearts and became apart of the red army and while you sometimes worried for him you knew he could handle himself.
When mousse resigned from the position of ace of hearts and became a diplomat you were meant to become the next ace of hearts but surprisingly the role was filled for you. You didn't have to drop the job you were already passionate about thanks to zero. Even without him being apart of the Atlas family you fully supported him in joining the army and slightly bonded with the ace.
Mousse has made it a habit to always bring you back something back on his diplomatic trips to different countries and places. Always wanting to surprise you and bring you something interesting back even if it's just something like teas or candies. If he can, he'll have letters sent back to you in cradle and update you on what he's doing, what he's learning, the new things he's experienced while there and more. He'll also attach photos to the letters he sends so you can somewhat get a view of the things he's seeing as well. Letters are your way of long distance communication and you wouldn't have it any other way.
Dalim and Dean Tweedle
Once upon a time three siblings could be seen playing with eachother, growing up and going through life peacefully. But that peaceful happy carefree life would soon be shattered and broken apart in many ways. Before you could register what happened Dalim had went to the magic tower and you now saw the view of a bright light of a magic crystal activating. Just like that life as you once knew it changed. It was no longer three siblings, it never was three siblings, what third sibling? It was only ever you and Dean. The extra bedroom in the house is for guests, no one else ever used it. But there are kids toys and stuff in there, probably just extra birthday or present gifts mom and dad are saving for us! Though you don't know why your parents would get you and Dean these things when they aren't exactly things you two like. Life continued on normally other then these strange random sicknesses on you and Deans birthday. Dean became a teacher and you became a baker and even with both of you two having busy jobs you do make sure to find time to meet up every now and then and just talk and hang out.
Recently, you've been having run-ins with a tavern owner by the name of Dalim. Strangely, he had the same last name as you and Dean and looked very similar to your brother. You can't help but feel this man is familiar somehow, it strangely is a comforting and welcoming presence. Like somehow you know him when you've never seen this man before in your life other then the nights you go out drinking and he's tending to the tavern. You two could hit off conversations like it was nothing. Over time you became more and more curious, there's no way this can just be coincidences. The similar looks, the same last name, the strange presence, and a new piece of info, how all three of you share the same birthday and usually get sick on those days too. It all lines up strangely, you know him from before, from somewhere, but where? You aren't gonna give up on finding answers though. Even if you have to look into places you shouldn't be looking into, you're gonna find the truth. No matter what it takes.
Closing up the tavern as usual Dalim stared out one of the windows and saw you walking around central quarter and too the civic center which you could get into easily due to your connections to Dalim and Blanc. He could tell you were catching on that something wasn't right and he knew that would start causing problems. No matter what problems that would cause though, he feels the need to protect you. You're his sibling after all, even if you can't remember it. He remembers it all well, the happiness that was taken from the three of you. And he'll do anything he can to protect the happiness you have currently even if that means stopping you from figuring out the truth.
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warduke · 1 year
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a few ants are smashed under a heavy wet towel, and leave behind their imprints on the glassed marble floor. Their comrade in the grout trench fares no better.
A sun reaches a milestone in its life cycle, supernoving whatever was caught in its orbit.
Some stray soapy water splashes up my arm and a lineage of bacteria comes to an end all at once.
I'm transfixed by the idea that massive and unknowable phenomena could end everything at any given time. Not just end my life or destroy my house but completely change the context of everything I've ever known or could still learn.
There are things so much smaller than me that I will never realize they exist. I breathe them in and they are forever changed.
It's not like the personal hand of an immense angry god. It's just the shifting of the weight from one position to another. It's just outside of our context so we never see it coming.
Nothing massive enters the lives of mortals without ruin.
The only defense is that we're quicker. If we stuck around long enough the shift will come, it's only with hope that we can die before the context of everything we know is forever altered.
It's not even very sad. It just kinda is. One second you're whatever you are and before the end of that second you aren't that anymore. Maybe you're dust but maybe you're something even finer.
I keep imagining being crushed completely all at once, but ig there are any number of ways to be completely unmade in an instant. Idk if there's any sensation to that. There isn't even the context to feel it
Even ants are too big compared to us. They can see and feel us in some ways. But what lives and learns in the crust between my eyelids and what happens to it when I'm done blinking?
Is it surprising it hasn’t happened yet?
Maybe where I'm going wrong is assuming that it would be a change beyond knowing that takes place in an instant. Maybe it's slower than we could ever notice, or both.
I have the same feeling about nuclear war. It could just happen and everything I can see is instantaneously atomized. But that is much more tragic. Instead of a natural turn of cosmic events it is purposeful and designed and stupid.
At least there's nothing a dustmite can do when he's caught in a rain drop. It won't be any different for those at ground zero, I guess, but the needlessness of causing that much ruin on purpose is too much to think about. It's petulant.
Ik this is kinda what all modern literature was about, but it really is the most absurd of all industrial violence. It's the end of everything, done with personality and delusion
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