#^~Someone once said~^

[dying-on-the-inside-but-its-ok]

Hello.

I am a fictive in a system, but because I don’t really want to share my name, just call me LW or ToI.  If you have any guesses as to who I am, have at it. If you have any guesses as to who my main blog is, have at it.

DNI:

pedo’s.

I’m a bit iffy with zoophiles–if you are pro-contact and not seeking help, leave. If you are anti-contact and seeking help, go ahead and interact. If youre anti contact but not seeking help…just keep your distance, I suppose.

Proshippers. Ones for incest ships, abusive relationships, and pedophiliac ships in particular.

You may submit your vents alongside mine.

I do not have any age guidelines, but my DM’s are closed to anyone over the age of 19. People over that age may still like, reply, and reblog, but DM’s are closed.

Basic Info:

Name: LW, ToI

Pronouns: he/they

Theriotype(s): gray wolf

Other: Transmasc, asexual

If you are triggered by ANY of the following, beware: -Sui ideation

-SH topics

-ED topics

No NSFW, please. I am a minor. 

This is a safe place for:

-Selfshippers

-Factives/Fictives

-“Bad/Evil” Alters

-LGBTQIA+

-The Alterhuman community

-Endogenic systems. This comes with a bit: if you are endogenic, DO NOT pretend to have DID or OSDD. Do not mock DID or OSDD. You are only welcome here if you respect others.

-People with “problematic” sources

-People who have done wrong in the past but are working toward fixing it

A list of my disorders:

-OSDD 1-b

-ADHD

-Autism

“Why did you make this blog?” Like the desc says, to make sure I can get my feelings out without letting my moots know how fucked up life in my head can be.

“Why don’t you just seek professional help?” I’ve been kicked out of four therapists for “not trying.” One yelled at me for ten minutes because of it (now I REALLY wanna open up! :D/sarc)

Don’t get me wrong, I love my moots to death, but I do not want constant “are you ok?” “really ok?” “how are you?” because that’s not. No. I don’t like that sort of attention. If I am relatively unheard of, it’s like I can wear a mask: be unknown from the outsiders.

My only major concern regarding being found out is that I’ve been told I have a memorable writing style. Of course, like I do for anon asks, I do often switch up my writing style. For instance:

You to u

Your/You’re to ur

Commas? what’re those?

Punctuation is a figment of your imagination.

So instead of: “How was your day? I hope it was good!” It would be “how was ur day hope it was good.”

Sometimes I toss in some misspellings. 

Tagging System (I use a similar one for my main account)

#!!~welcome to the panic room~!! - Panic Attack vents

#@~might be dying~@ - Sui ideation vents

#$~sharing is caring~$ - reblogs

#^~someone once said~^ - Quotes

#&~shit shit shit~& - Will only be used if someone finds out who I am lol

#*~purge my urges~* - E-D topic

#{~I love you~} - Someone I loved. Platonic, romantic, familial…

#`~I love myself~` - Self h@te

Goodbye, good day, good breathing.

-LW

[icewindandboringhorror]

(also feel free in the tags to clarify Why you made the choice you made!! :0c)

[alchemy-not-magic]

Believe me, I know.

I’ve sunk pretty low.

But everything I did you deserved.

Anyways I’ve been seeing a TON of edits of me with that “I just turned fourteen…and I think this year, I’m gonna be mean!“ song. I don’t remember the name but it’s by Cavetown.

I–I’m a felon and you think I just RANDOMLY decided to be mean–??

But yeah, those edits are–actually REALLY good. Props to all the people that have made sure that Tangled the Series edits are dominated by Varian edits. "He was described as the most dangerous man on the face of the Earth” “I just turned fourteen, and I think, this year I’m gonna be mean!” “You’re such a backstabber!” Then the lyrics at the beginning of the post. Awesome edits.

[gibbearish]

love when ppl defend the aggressive monetization of the internet with "what, do you just expect it to be free and them not make a profit???" like. yeah that would be really nice actually i would love that:)! thanks for asking

[bastardlybonkers]

starscream is a little funny about wings

next

[circadianrhythmofthekiller]

Anthology of the Killer

[prlssprfctn]

Damian wakes up, startled. He doesn't remember what he saw in his dreams, and he is not sure what caused him to feel so anxious, but he knows what to do. The routine is easy and comforting; he just needs to find his brother Jason. So, he goes.

His bare feet against the cold floor is soundless, making no sound, and he keeps rubbing his eyes until he sees one of the doors open. It must be Jason. He always keeps the door of his room open, just in case.

There is a dim light in the room, a small lamp on the desk, where the stakes of paper are stored, and Jason is here, as tall and huge as always, tapping on his feet in an attempt to concentrate, while twirling a pen between his fingers. He is either reading or working on something else: writes down memories, afraid of them slipping away due to the Lazarus Pit hammering in his temples all the time.

Damian yawns and steps closer, tapping on his back.

'Akhi Jason,' he calls hoarsely. The body freezes, almost surprised — he is not supposed to; Jason hears him from the corridor, even if he is the most soundless kid in the whole world. 'I want to sleep.'

He never says he sees nightmares or that he is scared — just that. It always works.

Expect, this time it doesn't.

'What did you say?' Brother asks, his voice sounding so unusually stiff.

'Jason,' he repeats, more irritated this time. 'I said, I want to—'

When Jason turns around, Damian instinctively staggers back, his eyes widening.

The man in front of him is not Jason.

And for a second, Damian is panicking, until-

Until he doesn't remind himself that he is not home anymore. He is in the Wayne Manor, with his father.

With his father that looks exactly like his brother, only older, without scars, marring his face, and without a white streak that makes him look like a bird.

'Damian,' his father calls, slightly shaken. 'How do you know Jason?'

He swallows down. He is not supposed to tell about his brother. They instructed him not to.

But father has a familiar desperation in his eyes, the same one Jason had, when he was pacing around the room, muttering something incoherent, the cut out from newsletters photos of Bruce Wayne with Tim Drake in his hands, and-

And Damian shrugs.

'He is my brother,' he says, almost too innocently; because if he is going to be clueless about it, then what others will have to tell him? 'He stayed with a grandfather. It is a shame.'

Almost as if he doesn't understand what all of this implies.

'I was sleepy,' he adds. 'And got confused. My apologises, father. I shall return to my bedroom.'

Bruce stares, stares, and stares. And then, rubs his face with his hands, exhausted.

'I'll tuck you in. Let's go,' and a second later, with his voice sounding so familiarly small, just like how Jason's sounded when he first acknowledged him as his brother, he adds: 'Can you tell me more about your brother, Damian?'

And Damian tells him, of course.

He is not surprised to see the result of his work the next week.

[shadowtraveled]

"mithrun is the only real monsterfucker in dungeon meshi" is objectively the funniest bit you can get out of his everything, but in all seriousness i think his attraction to his love interest is deliberately overstated—and that makes sense, because romantic jealousy is a classic and digestible motive, which is explicitly what kabru was aiming for in condensing mithrun's backstory, and also because until chapter 94, mithrun wasn't willing to admit to the true nature of his desires.

but because romantic envy is both classic and digestible, it probably isn’t a unique enough or complicated enough desire to tempt a demon’s appetite. mithrun’s wish, as far as we can figure from kabru’s reduced retelling, was to have a life in which he had never become one of the canaries, and that carries like 3857 implications and desires within it. that’s delicious. his love interest acts as sort of a red herring to his motivation for making it, though. (side note: i'm saying "love interest" here because, keeping in mind that i barely speak japanese on a good day anymore, "想い人" is something i'd usually take as just kind of an old-fashioned and romantic way to refer to a lover, but in context i wonder if both the connotation of yearning and the vagueness are intentional, and i think this phrasing gets those aspects of it more effectively. anyway.)

mithrun considered his love interest to be untrustworthy. there was a minute where i thought that comment might be about a similar-looking elf (yugin, one of his squad members), but comparing the two…

the "sketchy" arrow is definitely referring to the elf we know as his love interest—the bangs go toward her right, she only has the one forehead ornament, and, most notably, her ears aren't notched.

every time she’s given a full-body depiction in his dungeon, she’s drawn as a chimera, with the body of a snake from the waist down. (side note: the “what if a dungeon has chimeras before reaching level 4?”/“then the dungeon lord is unstable” exchange just being mithrun grilling his past self alive is so funny. he’s so. but anyway) there are a couple things about this.

first, the snake part of the chimera appears to be modeled after some species of coral snake mimic

which, in the biology-for-fun manga, i… doubt is a coincidence, especially with the added context of the “untrustworthy” comment. the dungeon’s conjured illusion of mithrun’s love interest was a harmless copycat of a venomous original. for whatever reason, he felt this person was a threat and made up a "safe" version of her to be in a relationship with, and while it’s definitely possible to be attracted to or even love someone you find to be toxic and/or intimidating, when you take that into consideration alongside the configuration of her body, you get some interesting implications.

which brings us to our second point: if we assume that mithrun was not in fact fucking a snake, then sexual attraction, at least, was so far removed from his idea of a relationship with this person that he did not even bother to keep her dungeon copy human enough to maintain the illusion of the option of a sexual relationship. this is somewhat echoed in the depictions of their interactions, which also imply a frankly unexpected romantic distance. she kisses his cheek and he doesn't seem to react; she's at the edge of a narrow bed with only one set of pillows, on top of his blankets while he's underneath them.

the kiss is particularly interesting because it seems to contrast the text. kabru's narration tells us this was everything mithrun could have asked for, but mithrun is there looking unreadable to pensive, likely because this is right before the panel that makes it clear things in the dungeon are beginning to go wrong.

walking through this backwards for a minute, we have the physical barrier of his bedding and the spatial separation inherent in a bed made for one person, the emotional barrier of his mounting anxiety getting in the way of his ability to enjoy the affection he sought, and... the snake, which historically carries the connotation of temptation, yes, but also mistrust, barring physical intimacy. okay. ok. if a dungeon reflects the mentality of its lord, all of this might suggest that mithrun was not able to have any real desire for a relationship with this person. his unwillingness to be vulnerable or let another person in was insurmountable. but in that case, why was she such a focal point that she remained to the end, after his dungeon had stopped creating iterations of his friends to come and visit him? why would he get so upset over her meeting with his brother that he became lord of a dungeon about it?

well. mithrun's brother was also interested in her, probably genuinely. and mithrun had to win.

you have an older brother who your parents completely ignore, probably in part because he is chronically ill/disabled and almost definitely in part because he received a ton of recessive traits that resulted in rumors that he was an illegitimate child. you are aware, most likely because those same parents fucking told you, that you actually are an illegitimate child. but they keep you around because you had the good fortune of looking just like your mother. what can that possibly teach you but that you, like your brother, are disposable?

it's utterly unsurprising that mithrun, under these circumstances, developed a pathological need to be better than everyone around him. people don't keep you otherwise. i'd argue this is also why he says he looked down on everyone he knew while milsiril claims his dungeon reeked of feelings of inferiority—he sought out people's worst traits and prioritized them in his mind to protect his already extremely fragile sense of self-worth, and all the while he tried to be as likable and high-performing as he possibly could be. his parents disposed of him anyway, but even then he tried to keep up the performance. he was kind to everyone. he never once lost to a dungeon.

when he saw his "love interest" meeting up with his brother, what he saw was himself being replaced by a person his parents had always treated as worthless, and if that was what they thought of the child they'd kept, what value could anyone possibly see in the bastard they'd given away to die? mithrun and kabru tell the story like he wanted to win this unnamed elf's heart, but it was never about being with her. it was about cementing his worth, proving that he didn't deserve to be thrown away.

and so it's particularly cruel that his demon discarded him, too. but maybe it's also particularly gentle that, in the end, there was someone who refused to even consider giving up on him.

kui laid it out in three panels better than i could hope to.

yeah. it's love. you wanted to be loved, even when the only way you were able to understand it was through the desire to be wanted, and you wanted that so badly that the idea of being consumed felt like the promise of finally mattering to someone.

[tamaytsuki]

Here's my special 300 followers Klance fanart yay!! I never thought this many people would enjoy my silly little drawings! Thank you guys so much!!!!!

[wall-maria-around-ba-sing-se]

The wider acceptance of Eustace Winner is already starting

[alchemy-and-royalty]

An African text once said, “if a child does not receive emotional warmth from the village, they will gladly burn it down to feel it’s warmth.”  And that’s stuck with me, I dunno why.

Good quote that I wanted to share with y'all

[oofouchstovehot]

creechur superiority prt. 2!

Waddle-Dees but they're various (semi)flightless birds and chicks

[alchemy-not-magic]

Hello! @future-kingof-ithaka is our main, by the way

My name is Varian, and I am a fictive. I source from the Tangled series–honestly something the host probably never thought would happen. 

I am probably closest in age to the body, which means that I am a minor.

Headspace/source age: 14-16 (14 in tangled the series and 16 in vat7k. I tend to “slide” between the ages!)

Bodily age: Minor

Relationship Status: TAKEN </333 Hugo ml

My role in the system: Host

What else do I need? Oh, DNI:

-Pedos. I don’t mind people that simp over the character Varian, cause he’s fictional and whatnot, but do NOT come after me with that, okay?  -Zoos. I–I threw a Ruddiger in Episode One but not THAT

-Basic DNI, of course.

This is a safe place for endo systems (as long as you don’t intrude on the DID/OSDD community), factives, factkins, people with problematic sources, LGBTQ, etc.

Transmasc and there’s not much we can do about that–hmm pronouns are he/they, I would really rather not be referred to as she, as recently that has been causing dysphoria

Also a little note, I find it HILARIOUS that Jeremy (Jordan) voices both Lucifer and Varian, because we have both of them in our system and–

Tagging System:

#flynn rider - something that inspires me 

#@~not magic~@ - Source memories

#$~Evil Childs Asks~$ - Answering an ask

#%~sharing is caring~% - reblogs

#^~someone once said~^ - Quotes

#&~about that raccoon~& - silly posts :3

#*~circus of the stars~* - system posts

#{~treason is the reason~} - (made this up on the spot) moot interactions

#~schools out but I’m not~ - “Nerdy” posts

~That Blonde Guy~ - HUGOOOo

And before I go, just remember: it’s alchemy, not magic.

-Varian

[dailymanners]

When entering any place of business, such as a store or restaurant, if a staff member greets you, then acknowledge them and greet them back.

Although for many jobs it's a required part of their job to greet you, especially retail workers, receptionists, and restaurant workers to name a few, that doesn't make it feel any less dehumanizing to say "Hello!" to another human being only for them to ignore you. Acknowledging staff members and greeting them back is important for acknowledging their humanity, they are, after all, a human being, and not an automated machine.

This is also important when going to check out at a store. If you approach the cash register, and the cashier greets you, you should acknowledge them and greet them back. Cashiers already have to deal with being dehumanized enough. The least you can do is help humanize them by acknowledging them when they greet you and speak to you.

[ninja-knox-ur-sox-off]

I’m having an absolute blast with how everyone’s dubbed the cans of beans Carl keeps giving him “Sonic’s Emotional Support Beans”

[Edit: fic link - Observant Carl and The Blue Devil]

[collophora]

I've got a file called "fox-warmups" and it's just me drawing fox doing stuff.