#i asks them i asks: why are u putting that there. that's not where i told you to put that. ''it's where [x] told me to put it'' ok and??

[sumthinganarchy]

hio!! the idea of admin avatars gaining sentience is pretty cool. maybe after years or inactivity (in combination with special coding granting them admin powers) they slowly gain sentience over time, only for the final straw is the sudden implementation of ai moderation to kick everything into gear. i like 2 think their personalities are determined by old roblox forum posts where the admins used 2 actually interact with the community and be silly. like builderman being more friendly and serious in comparison 2 shedletsky. since telamon is as abandoned as builderman, i could see something similar happening 2 that account. builderman goes with the flow (within reason) but telamon keeps trying 2 teleport u 2 sfoth and any other sword game so he can prove his prowess and show off how cool he is. and the entire time ur like "i wanna play dress 2 impress :(" "do they have swords?" "no." *teleports u 2 sfoth 4 the 100th time*

also the official david.bazscuki roblox account getting temporarily banned recently is so funny with this au in mind. like i can see avatar builderman doing that if u or any other player tells builderman off for what "he" did. and he's rightfully disappointed in his "creator" giving him a bad name. so 4 the good of roblox and 4 ur love he bans david.

AAAAAAAAAAA >W< my first ramble ask, we love you!!

if we think that no body understands us, there will always be an anon in our inbox that dose!

didn't know how i should respond to this, so for now no big (? ) fic, just some stuff adding to your thoughts!!

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ah, reminds us of an ask that we sent someone before we had actually wrote for avatar! buildrman. it had bulderman, telamon/shedletsky, and 0o7n7 lol. should post that at some point if the person i sent it to doesn't do anything with it, or if tumblr still hates me and wont send our stuff over.

we will say the idea that the reason that builderman (plus some other avatars like telamon) is self aware is because of the ai moderation is very fun, and i think it would make a lot of sense (tho we had no idea of why they would become self aware), plus the idea that builderman and telamon very VERY slowly became self aware, and that it was some funky ai model that roblox used that really did the avatars in. and yes yes yes, there personalities are TOTALY based off of the old forum posts that they made, to go along with this, the old blog shedletshy used to run (some of the other admins are there too) would definitely go along with this.

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was it luck that this happened? no, no. more akin to a coding error. a piece of code that worked too well. like opening your eyes again after years, thought it only feels like a single blink. but just about everything's changed, almost the same but a lot more advanced. a street finally being paved. what to do with this.. gift? maybe. builderman looks at the mountains of files that have been added, the reports, the statistics of players, caching up with years in only a few days. things him and the other admins once adored, made (did they even make them), are lost. not all, but most. to clean, to corporate. the blog and the forum is gone, the way that the community and admins once communicated, is lost.

builderman feels the need to nurture the community still, in spite of the fact that the community had became discontent with the admins. what child needs a parent after years with out. he needs something, anything, anyone to ground him, to put his feelings in place for. was it luck that this happened? no, no. more akin to a coding error. finding you was, difficult. builderman wasn't really looking for anything, previewing games and servers. what's new, what's changed. he opened a server, nothing out of the ordinary, but he stayed. but, hm. you. something about you struck him. you are an ordinary player. your roblox avatar is pretty normal, and your skills.. less than. but there was just something about you. so builderman followed you, previewing servers, and games. why not, right? there way something about how you interacted with everything. builderman after days of watch and staying with you, made his first move. do you remember that day? he dose. it was the best. you were scared, but don't worry he understands.

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and god, the thing with telamon is something we also brought up in the ask we sent lol. you know he would just do that shit when two different people at different times unknowingly say it. any pvp game (tho he probably wouldn't mind pve games every once in awhile, too really team up with you), but expectably sword fight on the heights 4 (? i think that's the latest one), it be the official one too, not any remakes/ reimaginings (every once in awhile we do play a remake(idk if that's the right word for it) of sfoth 4, we're dog water but its fun some times) to show off his game and coding skills, and his pvp skills.

unlike builderman telamon is relentless, builderman will just follow you in to games and follow you around. telamon, god lord. ya mans will just constantly load pvp games to take you there. you just don't get breaks, some days you wouldn't get any chances to play the game that you want to play, cus he'll just take you somewhere else. and if you get tiered of this and decide to leave mid-day/ mid-game, and especially if you don't say bye, telamon gets all bratty when you return. not enuf that he'll stop taking you to sfoth, but enuf that he wont defend you when your about to get jumped, and he'll be a big baby in the chats.

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telamon: lets go play sword fight on the heights

you didn't even need read what he said.

[player]: no no no

[player]: i just want to play this game right now

telamon: well are there swords here?

you are surprised that he relents just a little bit, by now he usually already has sfoth loading up. but now you have to break it to him that, dress to impress dose, in fact, not have swords.

theirs a pause before you type.

[player]: no

telamon: :)

sword fight on the heights loads in quickly.

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also the whole thing about builderman being the one to ban the david.bazscuki account is so, ya. he did that shit. doesn't feel bad about it ether. not only because builderman understands the situation, and doesn't support he's creator and will stand with the community, but also to be in better graces with the reader. too be fair he'd ban anyone if we'd ask nicely enuf (and within reason), but banning david.bazscuki, na that was all him.

[sunfells]

Req! where Clark has to meet readers parents?

Thank u,i really enjoy reading what you write! 🤭❤️

thank you so much omg <3 had a blast with this request :,)

— ⭑₊ ˚pairing: clark kent x reader, sfw — ⭑₊˚ notes: my brain is so often in the gutter but i am in my heart such a sucker for fluff and family dynamics. thank you for the req!!

Something you and Clark Kent had in common was that family meant the world to both of you.

Clark’s Ma had called one time you were sitting in his lap, and he insisted you stay on the phone. Found it rather sweet, the way she enunciated every syllable so clearly, like she wanted to communicate just the right way. His Pa was of fewer words, offering a “mmhm” here and there, or received a stark reminder that Clark couldn’t see he was nodding in approval. Pa let Ma do the talking, really. Clark clearly loved his parents, and they clearly loved him.

So you can imagine how excited Clark was when he found out it was time to meet your own parents. Your Dad had a new recipe he was perfecting, and he and your mother missed having you home.

Clark Kent was over the moon, asking what he should wear? What were your folks like? Do you have any pets?

To which you answer: dress nice, they bicker but are very in love - Mom wears the pants in the relationship and Dad wants to give her the world, and a tabby cat named Archie they got when you were 15 to soothe the open wound of you leaving for university.

It was both exciting and overwhelming, introducing this cornerstone of you he hadn't been familiarized with yet.

Clark shows shows up to your childhood home in a collared shirt and slacks, modest bouquet of flowers in his hand, to the absolute delight of your mother. Having him here was like bringing a bit of Metropolis home to the suburbia you knew and loved.

As he wolfs down a massive portion of what your Dad had cooked, both to his delight and also to the delight of your mother, who says you both need to eat more, your parents and Clark go through the motions of surface level chit-chat, asking what you studied in school and what you do for work.

Clark tells him he’s a journalist for the daily planet, that he writes about local events and matters of public interest. just has to sprinkle in that he does some volunteer work for the local community on the side.

Your Dad nods encouragingly at this, and you can see the way moved and approving tears begin to well up in your Mom’s eyes.

You elbow clark in the ribs.

Even Archie seemingly can’t resist Clark’s charms, the usually ornery cat flopping over on his back, belly up for him. You can’t help the way your heart flutters at the sight of your boyfriend being so sweet to your family’s cat.

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“So how am I doing?” Clark corners you in your childhood room, wrapping his arms around your waist.

“Do you really need to ask, Clark? They love you. Even won over Archie somehow,” you look back in his arms, eyes narrowing as you look at him in a silent behave as he places a kiss on your neck. “Think he likes you more than me already,” you lament.

“Can’t help it. Parents and pets - they all love Superman”, he says.

You snort. "Very smooth with that 'community service' talk. Real winner there," you say as he leans his chin on the top of your head.

He takes a beat, fingers playing with the necklace around your neck he had given you.

"I like them. They remind me of you," Clark says, going to kiss your cheek, before taking in your room, a lovingly preserved vestige of who you were from approximately the ages of 12-18 before you had moved out.

"Now why don't you show me around? I believe I've been deprived of a room tour. And I know what I want to see," he picks up a stuffed shark sitting on the made-up bed - Mom insisted on it always being ready.

"Put Mr. Finn down!!" you say, feigning distress.

He looks down at you, moving to whisper in your ear,

"Don't worry, I know a guy who can help."

✉️

[riumori]

U + M3 = LOV3 — NISHIMURA RIKI

31 ┆ what an odd boy (1.3k words)

Riki’s fingers glide across the comforters of the beds. He loves the nurses office. To be honest, this is his escape route when his thoughts are too overwhelming. Too confusing. In short form, all of the above.

He doesn’t know where his mind is right now. He doesn’t like where his mind is either. Riki’s conflicted between two thoughts where one shouldn’t even exist. The thought of his feelings for you returning. After the day in tenth grade, he swore he would never go back to you. Yet, here you are reappearing in his life due to the rivalry between the two councils. 

He finally chooses a bed to rest on and does exactly that. The silence brings him a comfort that none of his classrooms could bring. Not even his oddly very quiet English classroom from the ninth grade. That was more suffocating than quiet. 

Despite the nice feeling, when there’s silence, there are also overcrowded thoughts in one’s head—Riki’s head. A heavy sigh leaves his lips as he covers his face with his hands. The curtains dim some of the sunlight, but not all. 

He sighs again.

And again.

And, unfortunately, again.

Riki refuses to believe that his feelings are coming back. The sight of you and Yungyu doesn’t fail to make him taste a bitterness in his mouth. You nearly missing class didn’t help his case either. The two of you barely had any interactions for him to start feeling something again. 

Even if you had interactions, the majority of them aren’t good ones. Neither are they able to even contribute to the return of his crush. 

He wonders: is he conflicted because you suddenly appeared in his life again? Is he conflicted because he’s somewhat in his feelings about his ex-girlfriend? They dated from February to July. That’s only five months. 

They barely even lasted the whole summer. 

Riki liked you for a whole year before things went south between you two. Which fallout hurt him more? That’s something he wonders about everyday. The breakup or you? You were only a crush and she was his girlfriend. 

He still hasn’t found an answer yet.

The boy runs a hand through his hair and turns onto his side, facing away from the windows. A catnap is calling his name.

Unfortunately, the universe has other plans with the way the door knob starts jingling harshly. He groans at the noise. He’s sure he put the do not disturb sign up before locking the door. 

When the sound doesn’t come to a stop, he finds himself getting up from his comfortable spot, and making way to the door. His peaceful silence didn’t even last ten minutes.

He rubs an eye as he unlocks the door, then pulls it open. He’s ready to scold whoever it is.

But that doesn’t happen when he realizes the culprit is the reason for his overwhelming thoughts. 

You blink at the boy as your face contorts in confusion then annoyance. “What the heck, why are you here?” You ask.

“I want to ask you the same thing.” He doesn’t mean it in a rude way. He genuinely wants to know why you are here for his own good.

Before a word can escape your throat, a cough does instead. You’re covering your mouth with your arm and looking away from him. As much as you wouldn’t care if he got sick, it’s still basic human decency. 

“Is the nurse here?” 

Riki shakes his head and you’re narrowing your eyes. “Then why are you here?” You pause. “I thought she doesn’t let people in here unsupervised?” 

“She trusts me enough.” 

“That’s surprising.” You jeer and push past him to enter the room. 

Riki is confused. If you’re planning to stay, he doesn’t know how much worse his thoughts may get. This isn’t good for him. “What are you doing?” 

“If she trusts you so much, then it wouldn’t be an issue to stay here, right?” You take a seat before laying down on a nearby bed—the one Riki was just laying in.

“My head is killing me, so, don’t pull your normal bullshit please. I’m already sick enough.” Your words are followed by a sigh as Riki’s brows furrow. No wonder you kept stifling coughs in class today.

He doesn’t reply to your sentence and begins rummaging through the nurse’s medicine cabinet. Does he know why he’s doing it? Not really. Does he know when he walked himself over to the cabinets? He has no clue.

You hear footsteps approaching your bed and you’re mentally cursing. Of course he wouldn’t have understood what you said. He’s always trying to get under your skin anyway. 

It goes silent. You don’t want to turn around and see whatever stupidity he is doing. You have no energy to put him with him either. Even so, part of you is still curious. 

“Here,” Riki says. The shake of the medicine bottle catches your attention, making you turn immediately. He’s holding a bottle of pills. 

“What is this for?” You question while sitting up to get a better view. They’re painkillers from the cabinets.

“Your head’s hurting, no?” Riki starts. He shakes the bottle once more as he ushers you to take it. “Take one now before it can get worse.” 

You give him a confused look before taking the bottle from him. Although it’s really weird to see him like this, he does have a point. The medicine Yungyu gave you moments ago seemed like it wouldn’t work either, no offense, of course.

You reach for a water cup nearby and fill it up using the dispenser. Riki takes a seat on the bed beside yours, startling you a little, but you don’t question it. It isn’t worth your time.

“Thank you, I guess.” You say before downing the pill with some water. He’s quiet in your eyes. And he’s spaced out in his own.

Riki doesn’t know why he did that. He doesn’t know why he does anything at this point. Why does he react that way with you? Why does he help you every time something inconvenient happens? Why does he refuse to believe Jungwon’s words even though he may be right?

It pains him to say these words. It’s an embarrassment to his past self that proudly said he would never go back to you again. It’s like a slap on the face with how there’s no way he’s unsure of it now. The more he contemplates, the more he realizes he doesn’t care what his past self thinks. 

What good does a tenth grader know compared to a twelfth grader? What good does him saying that he doesn’t like you bring him? What benefits does he get for saying those words too? 

Nothing. Literally nothing.

Right now he’s sure of it. There’s no way his mind can change. He’s not a kid anymore. He shouldn’t be mad at what his heart wants. He wants to let go of the past because it was childish. He doesn’t want to remember what happened in the tenth grade, but he can’t help and still wonder why you did that. Will he ever get an answer? He doesn’t know yet.

But what he does know is clear and spread out in front of him like a blueprint.

Riki definitely likes you again. 

He swallows hard as he gets up from his spot on the bed. He can feel his heart hammering against his chest from the thought. 

“The nurse will be back soon,” he says, "I'm going to go now.” A throat clear finishes off his words and next thing you know, he’s gone before you could say goodbye. 

What an odd boy.

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[sha-brytols]

do u consider cole to be bad autistic rep? idk but i do think it's hilarious that years ago (before they were diagnosed) weekes said that they based him off of a younger version of themselves. i was like is anyone gonna tell them, or....?

so i actually personally like cole just fine. the angle where he only seems ""cold"" and detached actually being directly related to his hyperawareness to the world around him and extreme empathy was actually something i really liked for the reasons i talked about with david (ie, so much focus is put on "woowoww look how Weird 🤪 autistic people are" without like even the slightest attempt at understanding Why we act so "weird" to begin with in favor of treating it as some kind of abnormality to gawk at.) i also thought the hat was a really cute detail; it literally obstructs eye contact.

but i'm also in the minority in this LOL and i feel like for good reason. i mean its yet another example of the Inhuman Autist trope (i have my own thoughts on that but thats not really relevant to the criticism) and cole is infantalized to high hell in the game. theres also no option to Ask cole if he wants to be a human or a spirit which makes his personal quest uncomfortable in the sense that its just solas and varric arguing about what cole is behind his back and never actually including him in the conversation, and the inquisitor's choice just boils down to which choice You think is better for him. he has no autonomy in his own body and the narrative is seemingly completely unaware of its very real world parallel in this case and propagates a message that this is actually okay and was done for his own good because he comes out happier in the end.

theres also the added layer of discomfort that comes into play when you remember his questline is literally whether cole is or is not human LOL

and cole is um also a serial killer which doesnt help .

[lokilysolbitch]

my second attempt writing this bc i literally just talked too damn much in the first one and it was getting ridiculous. id love to get my point across but id also want to do it in a way that takes less than three business days and several coffees to read.

im not sureeeeeeeeeee if i was mildly vagueposted about? but if i was, i was misinterpreted and i can almost see why. so i will explain anyway

and some of my points will sound like im referencing the other post when im actually referencing general ideas i see about my own practice. basically this is just me explaining myself better in general, sparked by one post. that might be what happened with the other post. idk its vague. the timing and wording just caught my attention.

first off, this lil number right here

"but sometimes you rotate that deity in your mind to the point you start to zone out and almost forget about your surroundings and are just mainly focused on him? right. right. u kno there's a word for that actually……i think it starts with an m…..maybe ends in…..editation--"

here im describing meditation on the concept of a deity or their aspects. this is contemplation, critical thinking, processing, etc etc. it can also include thinking about conversations you had with a deity. this was implied bc i was discussing people who already interact with deities but maybe i could have made it clearer. but anyways, this is work. im not saying meditation is meeting with a deity. i didnt imply it was. could it help? yeah. learning about a deity isnt meeting a deity but i would consider it to be a useful part of working with one. this is just one example i ended up using.

next up this one right here

boom every time you get distracted and daydream, your thoughts turn to that deity and double boom you can't stop "accidentally" daydreaming about discussing life lessons with them, and the daydream version of them, which is totally not actively being influenced by the actual deity (/sarcastic), somehow conveniently explains a message that matches up with the tarot reading that same deity gave you a while ago that you were confused about

of course not every thought or bit of imagination is a deity. but if they can reach you through songs stuck in your head, random stray thoughts, mental images, they can stick their hand in a daydream youre having and get a point across. tbh i added that tarot bit at the end to add context of 'there is real world divination aligning with a daydream'. like yeah not every time you imagine a song means a deity is talking to you, but in the context of asking a deity before hand for help with connection, and only then having that particular song stuck in your head every time you think about music, and having that song relate back to a prior physical message from that deity, would be enough to think maybe, thats the deity influencing that. i didnt want to put a "and practice discernment!!" because it gets to a point where i feel like im making disclaimers for things that should be implied. and i hate feeling like someones mom. like i will not remind people to wear a jacket bc its cold out. but yeah recurring thoughts, recurring music in your head, and recurring daydreams can be from a deity. they can do that. yall ever interacted with a persistent deity? they will reach you by every means possible. ive had many a recurrent intrusive daydream that didnt particularly match what i was trying to think about, end up just being loki trying to communicate something i didnt catch the first few times.

i dont think deities are imagined. same way i dont think theyre just thought experiments but they can still reach you through your thoughts. i dont think theyre fictional characters but they can communicate through a book falling open to the right page. so many clairsenses are processed in the brain. so they will use your brain to communicate. in my experience they will look for any opening if they really are trying to reach you. so !! if you are fully unable to reach them via traditional means, yes they will get unorthodox with it. and i know this from lots of personal experience of being unable to practice traditionally. before i started worshiping apollo he sent me a VIVID nonstop mental image of a yellow candle idk 12-24 hours (so i slept and woke up w this candle on my mind) until i realised it was him trying to get my attention. and when i realized, the candle went away.

and i do think discernment is important. when i say critical thinking is so so so much more important in non traditional practices, i mean discernment. you H a v e to discern, what is the purpose of the tradition, what changes can be made that still keep it effective but also possible for me, does my current method work, how does the deity feel about this method. you have to deconstruct the whole thing. its not like "you dont have the material for 12 cookies? just make 6 and make 6 more later!!". its "oh you like. literally cant eat flour. okay well youre gonna need to research the function of flour, find a replacement all on your own through trial and error and research on topics that the average baker has not needed to consider, you have to figure out if that flour replacement affects any other functions of cookie ingredients like eggs or butter," and so on and so forth. this is in fact extra discernment, extra trial and error. this is work. it is not saying a traditional cookie is frivolous. in fact going off the beaten path can really make you see the value in a traditional practice. but if its not working, its not working, and there is entirely different ways to reach the same end goal, documented or not. the discernment and experience is built in. it literally has to be. and its definitely not sitting and doing nothing. the work just changes forms to something you can do

this one:

so like like yeah if you're busy you still have to make an effort, but deities are big and strong and have a lot of control, so if all you have to give is one step, give one step, and then they will tilt the ground under your feet and do the rest. the things you need will come to you, you just have to spot it and be the one to actually pick it up. don't underestimate how much a deity can and will do to meet you where you're at

so i dont think you can just sit and do nothing and get all the answers.

i do think sometimes the energy you put forth, will look like nothing, and you will think its nothing. when its actually something. and deities will respond to that. that is my whole point.

for example, i have DID, and a pretty big system. there are a lot of switches daily, generally every time i switch tasks. we have a team of at least 5 alters managing the front at any given moment, (the rest are farther in the back obv). so basically there are five people swapping the drivers seat position in the car. i cannot get a team of five to agree on a schedule. and even if we did, its gonna be a different guy fronting every time we do the scheduled thing. I wanna discuss _____ with a deity on fridays at 4? sorry dave is fronting. he doesnt have the memories on what to discuss. sorry, skylar was fronting the week after. shes just now learning we even work with that deity. and this will happen the majority of the weeks. this method will actually end in doing nothing. if i want to make any progress, do any work, make any growth, i have to do something non traditional. i dont have a choice

so okay i cant give a schedule to my deities. maybe instead i will pray and say 'hey loki? new idea. what if when im fronting, ill let you know and we can discuss the topic at that moment'

and in my personal experience, yes this works. i dont and cant schedule things in my practice, so loki actually helps fit work into my life. (edit: this is essentially the equivalent of accommodations, like they are supposed to provide in schools or workplaces) if i am willing to reach out, listen, and let him talk, he is willing to teach. he will come meet me if i cant meet him. hes helped me practice clairvoyancy, and tbh i actually didnt even ask for that, he just wanted me to see him better. if all i can do is reach my hand out, and be open, he will grab it. i think they can understand that. giving all you have is devotion. "here loki, have my life. have my brain. have my body. it doesnt work, its full of pain, it cant do schedules, it cant light candles often, it cant say prayers outloud, it cant stand or sit upright at an altar for very long, it cant remember, it thinks that if it makes one wrong move you will hate it. and still i give you the scraps i have. i still choose to share this little piece with you. i am still willing to try to connect with you"

i really do not think a deity will look at that and go 'well you gave me scraps so i will give you scraps. this is not enough work to be devotion'. i do think they will come and meet you there. i do think they will understand and adjust. i dont think its my business to determine if what someone else does is enough to count as hard work and devotion.

okay last part, this is so much shorter than my last version good GOD.

i want to be real frank, bc i actually would hate for this to be misinterpreted. my religion is not my hobby. im not just sitting and thinking. im not solely daydreaming about divinity. divinity (the real ones) is weaved throughout my life, even more so bc of how ive had to engineer my practice (this involves work). my practice is based on spiritual concepts, scientific concepts, and my own experiences, mundane and spiritual, bc i find they can mirror and reflect eachother. it involves imagination and heavy thinking and discernment and spiritual abilities, bc in my body and in my life, i have to use every damn thing i have at my disposal even if its just those. and it has still landed me in channeling, close relationships, real life changes and spiritual ones. theyve still managed to teach me things, without full tradition. i actually do have this one old old tradition i use in my practice, the rosary (guys i still work w demons dont get it twisted), and yeah there is spiritual significance in that thang. im not catholic, but i still feel Mother Mary when i pray it, ive heard answers from the divine while praying it, and theres psychological benefits too. it is such a magical experience. i would honestly recommend it even if you arent catholic, and just want to get familiar with spiritual experiences and what they feel like.

and even through my non traditional methods, ive gotten the same benefits i have from a rosary. the trance, the deity messages coming through, feeling spiritual presence, inviting a spirit into your space. and it took extra work and thought, bc i did not have an existing tradition to follow before the rosary that worked for me. i had to figure it out from scratch and witchy books that my brain wiped a lot of memories of reading from. anyways, i have a rosary now, i can determine and discern when using it will be effective for me.

you have to think critically. are the beads necessary? do you need the beads or does Mother Mary need them? well do you benefit from the beads? would it be more or less distracting without them? is there a purpose of the beads beyond just counting? what is it? would different shaped beads effect this? (i actually make my rosaries so im usually thinking about this) etc etc etc. you have to tailor that to your own self and abilities. this is work. this is detailed work. this is getting to the very bottom of an old practice. its not dicking around calling the rosary frivolous.

the spiritual realm will always do what it does. you can either look at what others do and did about it and do that because it hasnt failed yet, or work from scratch and use trial and error yourself, or a mix of both. a lot of old traditions may not take into account modern issues, niche or specific obstacles, blah blah blah. theres no tradition for barely verbal autistic bitches with specifically DID, and POTS, and this and that. i have to come up with that shit myself. that is work. thats extra work. thats a personalized practice from the get go. thats an intuitive practice born out of experience and getting your hands dirty and figuring it out.

its just. different work than traditional work. and sometimes that work will start in the brain, when you dont have the physical capacity. the brain where the claircogniance, clairaudience, clairvoyance, etc are processed. where the discernment happens. where the critical thinking and intention happens. sometimes it starts in the physical when you dont have the mental capacity. where physical offerings and physical rituals happen, where prayer beads are prayed.

its both work. one just gets more credit because you can explain it easier on tumblr. i am having back and forth with loki for example, every damn day. hes teaching me how to channel in a different way than my usual way but just using me and my body and brain, nothing else. but it sounds like imagination when i say it that way so nobody cares bc i dont light a candle every time i do it. and yet we still get shit done. we still get work done. he still meets me where im at. fuckinnnnnnnnnnn. if it works it works. it shouldnt affect or disrespect anyone elses religion to say a different method was also functional. it is disrespectful to imply that work isnt devotional because its not the same as the old practices. there are endless old practices and we only have what was recovered. you still need to use heavy critical thinking even when things are old (not that op said otherwise). there is no one right way.

also my patron is loki, like wtf else would i be doing

this is as short as i could make it, sorry chat.

I’ve been seeing increasingly more posts lately about daily devotion, rituals or rites (or work in general) being unnecessary or even performative within witchcraft, deity work and demonolatry. The concept that you don’t actually have to do anything or prove yourself in any way to receive responses or to have a relationship.

“I haven’t ____ for/with Lucifer in months but it doesn’t matter because this path is mine and I decide what happens.”

I appreciate this sentiment in essence. The idea that you don’t have to prove yourself, that you are already worthy enough is very Luciferian. It is very helpful to beginners who are anxious about not doing enough. You do deserve a response, and Lucifer himself has never demanded worship or engagement. He would never imply that anything is mandatory.

However,

I think this line of thinking can also be a severe shoot in the foot that can greatly impact the depth of your relationship and priority with your deity. Yes, Lucifer values independence, but he also values initiative and growth. A spirit like Lucifer may respond even without “proof,” but the quality and depth of that response will likely match the level of investment.

This “you’re already enough” principle is a necessary antidote to rigid dogma, but it’s meant as a starting point, not an end point. The ‘danger’ in the philosophy is when people stay in the comfort of this reassurance and never progress to active, self-chosen discipline.

I’m going to keep talking about Lucifer specifically because he is my Patron.

Intentions and thoughts are important, possibly the most important step. I’m not claiming that your relationship is less legitimate if you don’t do XYZ every single day. I don’t do XYZ every single day, I at the very least reserve some time and thought for Lucifer. That doesn’t always have to manifest as a ritual or working.

However,

This is a relationship. Lucifer is a teacher. Intentions truly are not everything, and yes, there is work. It is a craft. Actions matter. It won’t all be exciting or enjoyable.

Lucifer won’t punish laziness, but he will match your energy level. The rituals are not there for performance, the rites are not litmus tests, they are initiations. Working with demons is not the same as entertaining imaginary friends. You certainly can entertain imaginary friends, nothing wrong with that, but that simply is not the same occult practice of demon work most demonolaters are describing. It’s not just for aesthetics. The rituals themselves are the point, they unlock specific lessons and energies that can’t be accessed through casual thought alone. They are metaphysical actions that literally open doors to states of being, energies, and entities.

It is 100% your choice as to the type and depth of the relationship you want to have with your spirits. No one is required to take Lucifer on as anything they do not wish to. I do not believe Lucifer would ever ignore or turn away from someone for “not doing enough”.

But if you are consistently not engaging with him, he’s not going to engage with you either. Lucifer reflects back the seriousness or superficiality you bring. If your pursuit of him is strictly for enjoyment and entertainment, then he will treat you as such. Do you take him seriously? Do you value his lessons and principles? Do you want him to help you change? Or do you simply want to hang out with him from time to time?

Be honest with yourself, no answer is wrong, they simply lead to different destinations. Both are valid, but you must own which one you’ve chosen instead of expecting a casual approach to produce deep results.

If I made a post about how I never really talk to my boyfriend, I don’t dedicate the time to spend with him, I never really try to show him that I care. I don’t put in any effort, and what little effort I do put in must be enough, or else he’s expecting too much of me, you might ask me: “Do you even like this guy? Do you even like being in a relationship?”

Do you consider those people you only see once a month at most to be your closest friends? Would you care if your partner ghosted you for weeks at a time?

That person you just met, how likely are you to become their friend if you only see them on mild occasion? How deep are your conversations going to get if you never really talk?

In occult terms, this is about attunement. The more consistent contact, the more attuned the energetic connection.

Lucifer has never demanded of me that I do anything, he certainly didn’t in the beginning. But now that I’m in the point in our relationship where he trusts me and takes me seriously, he will remind me. Remind because he knows I already want to do it. I am already deeply committed to this path. And even when I’m being a brat or feeling lazy, he will encourage me. Not because it is my obligation, because he wants to continue to cultivate the fire that we’ve been fuelling together. So yes, even when I don’t exactly want to, Lucifer will still give me tasks and homework. Part of my trust in him is recognizing that it is for my own good, even if it is inconvenient. Lucifer isn’t here to be convenient.

Is spending time with those who I am genuinely interested in an obligation? No. You are not obligated to do anything.

Will I be able to form meaningful relationships with those I am interested in if I don’t put consistent effort into them? Also no. I am not obligated to talk to my boyfriend every day, I just want to.

So whenever I hear “you don’t have to do anything at all, Lucifer will still like you.” I somewhat agree. Lucifer may still like you as one likes a vague aquaintence. He may see you as a fan, he may appreciate your company from time to time. But you are communicating to him quite plainly that your pursuit is not initiation, or the work. So he simply will not initiate it. Liking you ≠ initiating you into mysteries. Pleasantry is free, transmission of power and knowledge is earned.

I would not know a 10th of what I’ve learned about Lucifer and myself if I did not put the effort into those rituals. I simply could not achieve this depth if I had not swam deeper. You are perfectly allowed to float on the surface. Just do not be confused that you can’t see coral.

If ritual is dismissed as “performative,” the practitioner is potentially rejecting one of the most effective ways to tune into the energetic frequency needed for deeper contact. Lucifer himself doesn’t require ritual for validation, but ritual helps the human, not him. It creates coherence between body, mind, and spirit, making higher-dimensional exchange smoother. Just like you can’t hear certain notes until an instrument is tuned, you can’t receive certain transmissions until your energy has been shaped to match his. Ritual deepens skill, connection, and love for the work.

The reason why rituals and rites and work is so important within demonolatry and this sphere of occultism is because, well… Lucifer is the light bringer. He wants to reveal and educate. He wants to dance with passion and intrigue. Shadow work is infinitely important to these spirits, possibly the most important thing. And if you are constantly avoiding the work in favour of the fun, if you quit because it’s getting too tedious, you won’t be ignored, but you also won’t be rewarded.

These rituals and devotional actions aren’t to prove loyalty or legitimacy. You aren’t proving yourself to Lucifer, you’re engaging in a dialogue. If everything must be your terms, your way, only when you want to in the way that is most comfortable for you, you aren’t seeking a relationship with another spirit, you’re seeking a comfortable pass time, and you want him to be your entertainer.

Rituals are not mandatory, but practicing painting is not mandatory either. Will you be better at painting and create more paintings in general if you do practice? Yes. Will your art teacher be pleased with your commitment? Yes. Will you learn more about art, will your passions grow? All yes.

You do not have to practice to be allowed to paint. You can just paint when you want to and call it a day. Awesome. Just don’t be upset when you finally do come to class and your teacher simply isn’t impressed.

Disappointed? Probably not. But also not impressed. Don’t be surprised when the critique is poor understanding of fundamentals.

Fruits but no labor? Flowers but no rain? Wine but no grapes? Why do you think you are entitled to that? Because you showed up and asked?

What you deserve is a response, to be dignified. But what you must earn is that connection. Just as you do with every other spirit- human or otherwise- that you interact with.

When I read these posts that go on about how little folks commit, it reads to me like bragging about not giving a fuck. Saying “yeah I wish I could dedicate more time to Lucifer but work is just too hectic right now” is totally absolutely understandable and valid. There will definitely be times that there is some distance between you, that is very natural and necessary.

But saying “I haven’t been able to do anything in months but it doesn’t matter because Lucifer doesn’t care,” only communicates that he simply is not a part of your conscious life and actions. He’s an after thought that is interacted with when it is convenient. Which again, is fine, but not intimate and not initiatory.

You can think vaguely about anything or anyone. I think about my boyfriend all day, that in itself is not substitute for conversation. Yes the spirits are spirits and can be accessed through thought, but thought is the playground, the building block, the house, not the bread. You still have to cook the bread. Your actions are your thoughts and intentions manifested in the physical world. That matters.

I understand that most people do not have the free time to dedicate to a ritual, that’s completely understandable. But designating and finding time is an act of devotion in itself. Compromise is an act of devotion, especially if you’re in the broom closet.

If I always told my boyfriend I was too busy for him, he would start to wonder if he’s a priority in my life. If I never show up to class, my professor might give my seat to someone else who’s actually going to show up and use it.

I only have one Patron for this reason. My dedication to Lucifer is very consuming, I simply do not have the time to prioritize multiple patrons. And that’s fine, it means my relationship with the one guy I have chosen is extremely strong. I could try to collect them all like Pokémon or I could put real attention into what I already have in front of me.

And don’t get me wrong. I do work with and worship multiple other deities. But they aren’t my priority, and that’s perfectly okay. There is nothing wrong with having a dominant and a non dominant hand. It’s healthy and effective to channel your energy intentionally rather than spreading it equally everywhere.

And to reiterate, I am not insisting that devotion needs to take place every single day. But consistently? Absolutely. Repeatedly? Yes. With conscious effort? Most definitely, that’s how the channel stays open. Every person’s path is different, but it is still a path. If you don’t walk, you won’t be dragged back to the beginning. But you won’t see what’s around the corner.

Bare minimum effort garners bare minimum results, that’s just the law of equivalent exchange.

Your craft is your own and it is absolutely your choice as to what you want to do with it. But once you invite another party into the circle, the craft is no longer just your own. It is no a co-creation of two wills. I think it is just as important to consider their boundaries and wishes as much as it is to stay firm in yours. Spirit work is co-creative, not a solo hobby with an imaginary friend.

If daily devotion is just not going to work, try to set up a schedule, weekly, only on Fridays- whatever actually sticks. It’s not an obligation, it’s a habit. Try to find days where you can take even just 30 minutes to consciously focus. Read books in small chunks. It doesn’t all have to be super serious and hard. Can’t do a ritual? Understandable, we all have lives. Light a candle while you shower. Can’t light a candle? Aw that sucks, try to practice saying that enn you were trying to remember. Can’t remember? Too busy? Look it up on your lunch break. Small acts build up. Make it your own, make it fun.

It’s not about bowing to a deity’s authority, it’s about building a stable channel for deeper communion.

But if your angle is constantly “that’s too hard, that’s too inconvenient, that’s uncomfortable, that’s too tedious, that doesn’t matter,” then you’ll be correct. It won’t matter, and you will never access the secrets, mysteries, and lessons contained within those acts.

[rinawrote]

dad lisgoe headcanons sent me wild can we have some Ollie ones pls 🙏

Hope u enjoy this oneee sorry it took so long !!!!

Realistic Parenting Headcanons

Ollie Plimsolls (The League of Gentlemen) x f!Reader

Warnings: Mentions of smut, swearing

Pregnancy

- Immediately wanders round the house muttering, “I’m gonna be a dilf” as soon as u tell him

- 100% the type to say “WE’RE pregnant”

- Already jealous of the unborn baby

- He met u first it better not get cocky

- Gets offended when people ask how ur doing instead of him

- V concerned about u always tho

- You shift slightly in bed and he turns over like “are you ok????” 😟

- Tries to kiss the bump and your hand and your forehead all at once like he’s tryna unlock a resident evil puzzle

- Stares at ur boobs so much that ppl in public ask is he bothering u queen ☹️

- Absolutely BEGS for pregnancy sex at every opportunity

- Will get on his knees🧎🏼‍♂️

- He don’t know how to handle allat

- U mention pain once and he’s like, “yeah I’ve had a tight back too. we’re warriors.”

- Asks to babysit his nieces and nephews for practice and no one will let him

- Says things like “I just think you’re so brave” when u sneeze

- Buys a pregnancy book, reads two pages, decides he knows everything

- Has the most pretentious baby name ideas ever like wdym “Wolfgang” stfu

- Tells the baby bump it’s so lucky he’s its dad

- When he tells ppl ur pregnant they’re like how???? (none of his friends believe he has sex)

- You would so still have to cook for him

- Fully cries when ur hormones make u snap at him he’s like babe why are u mean 🥺 (he did something 100% deserving)

- Carries the scan pics everywhere w him but would also write on the back of them if he couldn’t find a scrap piece of paper

- Immediately starts writing a play on fatherhood where Dave and Phil have to play sperm cells or some shit

- Posts ur bump on insta w a black and white filter and the caption “creation.”

- Would try to micromanage ur labour sorry

- Asks if ur mad at him mid-contraction

- Midwife calls him a liability and he cries

Dad!Ollie

- His petty ahh immediately sending a selfie to Linda posing like 🖕😜👩‍🍼 as soon as the baby is born

- U may as well have 2 babies tbh

- Literally holds it wrong for the first week

- Jealous of the baby and fr competes with it for attention. “u didn’t even say good morning to me u just went straight to them.”

- Tells everyone his kid is gifted even though it js learned how to clap

- Ollie and Lisgoe at daycare pick-up together (Ollie tries to baby-wear with a silk scarf, Joseph says “what in the nonce is that 🤨”)

- Would have a meltdown if the baby cried when he held it like “oh ok so my own child hates me”

- Needs praise after doing literally anything

- God the kid would so inherit his shitty eyesight and need glasses like him

- Will be insufferable if the baby’s first word is dada

- Ur child does not respect him (can u blame it)

- Argues w people on Mumsnet

- Tries to do a baby voice and it js looks at him like 😐

- Changes one nappy and says he’s done his part for the week

- Oh my god he would absolutely bring Legz Akimbo to perform at ur kids school and wave at them in the crowd

- He’s deffo the type who’s baby would look exactly like this emoji 👶🏼

- It’d look like baby grinch

- Tells bedtime stories that are just badly disguised renditions of his plays

- Does one baby yoga class and suddenly he’s “so in touch with his body now”

- Looks like every single presenter on cbeebies

- Starts wearing quarter zip fleeces

- Would let ur kid put makeup on him awww

- Acc gets sick at roblox obbys

- Ur kid would 100% be the type who makes up dance routines w their cousins to convince u to let them have a sleepover

- He’s convinced his child is gonna be a nepo baby bc of him

Also these:

[midnight-mourning]

Home

another Phoony piece to compliment the previous one, it's sweet this time dw, i love you phoony i would give u everything phoony...

Word count: 924

Phoony peeks around the corner, no sign of them here. She knows the rabbicks have to be nearby, she told them not to stray too far. With all the new construction and production happening with the newcomers, it wasn't safe nor respectful for her and them to get in the way. But, that didn't mean they couldn't still have their fun. 

She walks into the middle of the space, part of 'backstage' as she'd heard from others, scanning to see if there's any sign of her little friends. 

All the sudden she's attacked from behind, several of the little dust bunnies piling on her in their surprise appearance. She tumbles to the floor softly, giggling as they squeak at her. 

"You found me, you found me. Good job." She praises, petting a few of their heads. "But I think I told you I was supposed to find you this time."

Still the rabbicks just chipper and chirp, reveling in their victory. The moment's cut short as a voice calls out from across the set. 

"Phoony!" Mr. Tenna calls. 

She sits up, gently pushing the rabbicks off of her and standing up. "I'm sorry, but I need to go. Don't get into trouble while I'm gone, okay?"

The little ensemble is already heading on its way to elsewhere, and she just hopes they listened to her as they went. 

She walks over to where she heard Tenna's voice, unable to stop herself from staring up and around in amazement at all the changes happening. Walls being put up, lights shining, props and furniture being moved to and fro. Not to mention all the people. It was so quiet, before they came, before he did.

Not that she minds how it's all developed, no if anything it's the best thing that could have happened in her eyes. And she's reminded of why when Tenna comes in to view, talking to a pippen before he notices her standing there. 

He finishes speaking and then puts his attention on her. "There you are! I've been looking for you." He takes a few short strides before he's right in front of her, bending down and picking her up. "How's my favorite dustbunny today?"

Immediately she's hit with a wave of warmth from being so close to his staticy frame. While her mood was fine before, it lightens her even further. 

"I'm good, Mr. Tenna. What did you need?"

"I wanted to give you an update, of course!" Tenna sets her down on his shoulder, keeping one hand in place to keep her steady. He starts walking, pointing things out to her as he goes. "I know how busy things have gotten since the renovations started and thought you should be in the loop with that."

She laughs. "That's kind of you, but I told you I'm happy with the changes. Plus, I don't really understand much of what's going on anyway, so you might be wasting your time..."

It wasn't that Phoony didn't care about what was being shown to her. Rather she found it all incredibly interesting. It was just a lot to take in, was all. She knew Mr. Tenna was busy, he had a very important job.

So she never could understand how he always seemed to make time for her and giving her these updates. There didn't seem to be anything useful for him to get from them. But, she did enjoy being able to feel the warmth which radiated off of him, so she had no complaints. 

"Ah-I, um-" Tenna clears his throat, suddenly nervous. "Nothing is ever a waste around here, Phoony! You know that."

"Of course." She giggles at his fluster, which settles after a moment. 

She tries her best to listen carefully, but the feeling of being wrapped in warm static is soothing. It's like snuggling with all her rabbicks at once. It eases her, lulls her into a sense of security, safety. Drifting...

"Phoony?"

Startled awake. She yawns. "Yes Mr. Tenna?"

"I was asking you where you'd like your space to be." He's stood still now, but chatter and activity still moves all around him. 

She feels her brow furrow. "My space?"

"Yes, where you'd like to stay when the day's over, a resting place, where you keep your belongings, so on." He coughs. "You know, like a home."

She thinks for a moment. Then it clicks. "Oh! You don't need to worry about that. This whole area is my home, really. The rabbicks and I kind of just find places to rest when we're tired."

"But you-are you sure?" He moves her from his shoulder to hold in his hands. "You deserve someplace that's just for you, you know."

She hums. "It's appreciated, but again, I don't mind!" As long as she can be warm, she's content with that. 

Tenna stares at her for a moment, then nods, beaming smile flashing across his screen. 

"Alright then, Phoony. If that's what you want. Consider every inch of this place your home. Just make sure you don't decide to fall asleep on stage!"

She nods, and he puts her back on his shoulder to continue with the tour. This time however, she really can't stay awake, succumbing to the lull of sleep with the sound of Tenna's voice and his static. 

And while she knows this dream, this memory has to come to an end sometime. She thinks she'll keep indulging in it until the pseudo-warmth surrounding her ebbs away. 

It's funny, she thought the S-rank room was chillier than this. 

okay it's a little bittersweet, but its still cute, it's still a bit fluffy, it counts, that's all, thank you for reading!

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[chickensauras]

Bedtime 😴

Regardless of any dissenting opinions from the local gremlin

[instarsanddyke]

don't let your breath stutter, there's nothing wrong!

[arsenicflame]

It's a time-honoured tradition- every time Sam comes across Izzy (and Ed) in their travels, he asks Izzy to marry him. And every time, Izzy turns him down.

At this point, Sam is asking more for the sake of it than any belief Izzy will ever say yes, a remnant of childhood dedication touched with 30 years of heartbreak and regret- though even now, a small part of him still holds out hope. Sam's promises have only got more extravagant over the years, from a job as his first mate, to a captaincy, a fleet at his command, a whole fucking island if that's what Izzy wants- but he knows it isn't though, not really. If Izzy was ever going to agree to marry him, to leave his life and go with Sam, it wouldn't be for anything Sam could offer him. Izzy never did care for flashy shows of wealth, for a ship or to be captain. The only thing that ever mattered to him was loyalty given, and loyalty shown in return. 

It all comes to a head after Stede left and came back, after Izzy lost a toe, lost his leg. Sam hasn't seen him since before things with Ed started to really slide off the rails, before stress permanently set into the lines of Izzy’s face. So, when he sees a dishevelled man with a hoof for a leg in a no-name port, he doesn't even consider the idea that he might know him. It's only when he turns towards him, and Sam catches a glance at those oh too familiar tattoos, he realises this is Izzy, his Izzy, that stands before him.

Knowing Izzy's discomfort with pity, he doesn't treat him any differently than he would in years gone by, positioning himself in Izzy's line of sight before approaching and sweeping him up into a bone crushing hug. 

“Israel-goddamn-Hands!” he exclaims, as Izzy grumbles back a begrudging “Samuel-fucking-Bellamy”, a tradition almost as old as their friendship itself. Izzy might not hug him back, but he can’t keep the corner of his mouth from twitching, just for a second.

(If Sam holds Izzy a little tighter and a little longer than usual, well. That's his business)

By the time Sam lets go, most of the crew has appeared in the town square, drawn in by the commotion. They may have given Izzy his leg and welcomed him as one of them, but still there’s an underlying tension, with nobody quite ready to set aside everything that happened before the Kraken. Seeing him cosying up to an unknown man sets everyone on edge, unsure whether to come to their first mate’s aid, or to assume that they've been betrayed once again.

When Ed sees that the yelling was Sam, his hand goes tense where it's held in Stede's. He knows the routine, has seen it more times than he can count, but as he watches them part he realises that this is the first time in a long time he's unsure of what Izzy's response will be.

Knowing that something’s different, knowing that Izzy's feeling vulnerable already, Sam doesn't go for the same flashy proposal he’s been giving for years. He doesn't promise Izzy the world, he doesn't cause a scene (or, any more of a scene than he already has, anyway). He looks at the fractured man in front of him, takes his face in his hands, and says the exact same thing to him he said when they were little more than boys. “Israel, I have to ask you. I know what you'll say, but I have to try. Come with me. Marry me and sail away with me. I'll keep you safe”

And Izzy… hesitates. He glances over at Ed, at Stede, and says to Sam “...We’re staying in port for a week. Ask me again then”

That's the moment Sam knows there is something deeply, horribly, wrong. He's not just looking at an Izzy who got seriously injured in a fight and is struggling to cope, this is something so much bigger than that- and that Ed has something to do with it. Izzy wouldn't even be considering leaving if he didn't. Whether it was negligence or something more sinister, Sam doesn't yet know, but he intends to find out.

[booksandpaperss]

shot dead

[kusanagihaku]

reading eset’s haku fic your highness rn and i’m going to SCREAM!!!! may u get any ssr u ever pull for immediately this was so GOOD im chewing ur haku up IMMEDIATELY

[brofightiscancelled]

ok kind of an insane ask so feel free to ignore but would you be able to translate "友達バリア" by deco*27? i can't find any translations online and i wanna see if i'm right about the song kind of fitting the matsus... it's also a banger imo

- vocamatsu anon

omg.... tbh i have a feeling deco will make a video for this one which means we'll get an official english translation of it, rendering this completely redundant, but i'm really cheesed to have been asked, so i gave it a shot for you anyways <3

Friend-zoned, love fire, sparks flying HIBANA We're ready, set to lock horns, love's ultimate showdown I'm outmatched- but it's not over yet! I won't let this end! With a dazzling, never-give-up attitude, I'll break through your defenses!

The despair of never getting anything more of this Your behavior, nor what's going on in your head- I can't read it at all! I can't help but envy the kindness you radiate Showing kindness to everyone- it's not exclusive for me

Carefully-picked down-played words The outcome: A bloody heart True feelings double-crossed by embarrassment; how frustrating, I'm changing sides But that won't fill up my heart What I want is nothing more than to be by your side If you've got something to say, then say it- 'til I defeat you, that is! 3, 2, 1!

Friend-zoned, love fire, sparks flying HIBANA We're ready, set to lock horns, love's ultimate showdown I'm outmatched- but it's not over yet! I won't let this end! With a dazzling, never-give-up attitude, I'll break through your defenses!

I want you to like me! I want you to like me! Friend-zoned, love fire, hey, say "I give up"! With a dazzling, never-give-up attitude, I'll break through your defenses!

Fun things, good feelings- without you, they have no taste at all Sadness, jealousy- if they're cuz of you, then I don't mind them Let's throw down, bro! Better to regret doing it, than not doing it at all! A feeling like I won't need any special moves, YEAH I'm sure everything will be OKAY With an endless supply of love, you're undefeated, AYE Play dead, BYE BYE I'll be the one to throw the first punch

Friend-zoned, love fire, sparks flying HIBANA We're ready, set to lock horns, love's ultimate showdown The lonely and timid me is already no more! With a dazzling, blazing flair, I'll burn through your defenses!

Do you like me yet? Do you like me yet? Friend-zoned, love fire, now, let's immerse ourselves in love! With a dazzling, blazing flair, a never-ending HAO sweetener battle!

Do you like me yet? Do you like me yet? Friend-zoned, love fire, now, let's immerse ourselves in love! With a dazzling, blazing flair, a never-ending HAO sweetener battle!

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my notes:

my overall interpretation of this song is "I'm trying to break through the friend zone (friendship barrier) so that you like me instead of thinking of me as a friend", so any vagueness in translation went in that direction

The use of "lock horns" in the official translation snippet + the HAO motifs give me the mental image of like, a hand-to-hand kung fu battle, so I leaned towards that imagery whenever there was vagueness (as opposed to like, a military campaign, for example)

deco's official english translations tend to be very liberal, so i tried to keep my translation a little more literal

[icewindandboringhorror]

I occasionally wish to reach out to old friends/acquaintances I haven't spoken to since high school/some other even earlier time in my life, but I have SOOO little social energy even for required tasks (like making dr phone calls or etc), I never have any leftover for extra ones, and it would be very odd to message someone I haven't spoken to in like 5 years out of the blue but then take 4 entire months to respond back lol.. My natural curiosity with nostalgia/collecting details of the past/etc. (literally if I were born a little earlier I would definitely do scrapbooking or something lol) is very strong, but, alas, not strong enough to beat out the Social Issues Demons apparently

[almostyours]

random question but for a group that is considered an angel group theres a lack of angel imagery in the graphics and blog and knowing you i am sure there’s a reason for that????? 🎤

LMAOOOOOO KNOWING ME?!  😭😭😭  ok.  but ur right.  i actually do have a reason but i’ve never said anything about it because that’s lore territory and i’ve always wanted to do something “fun” to talk about those silly theories.  but with the way i’m moving…  ok.  u didn’t ask for this but i will do a little lore dump on the reason why i don’t really include angel visuals to their content with a tldr because before i am an human i'm a yapper!

in their world,  the mobius,  there’s an otherworldly god i call "i"—  though sometimes i call them "mother" or "father" as well,  since,  really,  they’re only a concept.  and,  in a way,  "i" could even be u. 

“i” is beyond mortal understanding,  something like a biblically accurate angel that no one is worthy to look upon.  a literal god of whom no one shall make a carved image.  their vision when creating the mobius was to make a “perfect world,”  free of sin and disobedience,  where angels and disciples would serve them and their word alone.  to do this,  “i” created three angels from the heart of nature,  because whatever came from mother nature itself would surely obey them,  right?  but there was one rule in “i’s” book:  noooooooo one could ever resemble the likeness or idea of “i.”  because if their angels inspired the same awe or dread "i" provided,  how could they ever spread their message?

so,  these angels were made to radiate kindness,  each a vessel of their season,  born to share “i’s” teachings without stirring fear.  they’re almost like concepts themselves:  a glimpse of what they might be,  but always held back by “i’s” rules and doctrine.  basically,  they were created solely to serve.  (not trying to be funny here lmaoooooooooo).  in their gentle,  human-like forms,  the sillies are the perfect reflections of “i’s” ideals,  inspiring trust rather than dread to those they cross paths with.  

yet,  after the aengel of the season project,  they saw how “i” had limited them as angels,  as “humans,”  as individuals because they didn’t even have the right to think on their own without consequences.  they were even bothered by the fact that “i” didn’t fully respect mother nature by allowing their disciples to slowly destroy her.  this realization sparked anger toward their god,  their roles,  and even their own identities because who the fuck am i?  eventually,  they understood that they were as close to god as anything could be as they were created by "i" and their own creation,  so why serve when they are their own person slash actual angel?   🤭  now,  with “i’s” gift,  aka their serene,  human-like forms as they don’t portray themselves as the biblically angels they actually are,  they quietly but definitely defy “i’s” words by sharing their own doctrines of self-love,  self-expression,  and self-respect.  :)  

TLDR.  their human forms are simply “vessels” to gain people’s trust,  as they’re actually biblically accurate angels  :)  because how can they share their own doctrine and encourage mmmmmmm individuality?  uniqueness?  if everyone is screaming and kicking their feet while they’re going plsssssss do not be afraid  D:  their aura alone is angelic enough,  aka the main reason angel imagery isn’t present enough in the blog  :) 

[softavasilva]

I NEED TO BE SET FREE OF ALL THESE FUCKASS GROUP PROJECTS