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Just Apathy reference

('cus it's one way or another

I don't even know why I bother)

Chonny Jash's music is like bizarro Weird Al to me.

Evil and fucked up alternate universe Weird Al that makes electronic music and instead of covering songs to make them sillier he makes them more serious in one way or another

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Mind is Mitski fan

(the idea came when I listened first love/late spring and "I was so young when I behaved 25 and now I find I turn into a tall child" came, so I thought about idea that Mind had to grow up eariel before Heart and Soul, I think that suits for her character)

Headcanon #519

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I like to think that HMS acted diffrent when they had a crush phase with love interest™ (aka the one to who Haiku and Hidden in the sand was singed to)

Heart was, litterally talking about them ALL THE TIME.

Soul would be "alright guys, remember we have to make the best impression on them"

Meanwhile Mind would look at them both and be like "you idiots" and act 'normal' but constanly she would think about them when she do anything slightly relateting to, then she would go totally flustered finding she also have a crush in them

Headcanon #514

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Hey, NPD people!

Can someone explaine narcisisstic personality disorder in neutral way??

Because when I look on the internet for informations, I only find how people with narcissism are toxic and manipulating and evil and I should stay away from them.

But I know this is not true.

All I want is to understand

How people with it act, think, and all, how you deal with it

I will be thankfull for any information!!

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So uhhh I looked at the results

At to be fair, I was sure more people is against it, huh

So uhhh, shipping? Pretty controversial subject here. Some people claim it's bad, some not.

So for science purposes (but mainly curiosity) I will do a questionnaire about it!!

(also I wouldn't complain if someone would explaine their view on this topic, no matter if someone is against or not [also pls stay respectful!])

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So uhhh, shipping? Pretty controversial subject here. Some people claim it's bad, some not.

So for science purposes (but mainly curiosity) I will do a questionnaire about it!!

(also I wouldn't complain if someone would explaine their view on this topic, no matter if someone is against or not [also pls stay respectful!])

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I've been kinda goofing around

And since I have a memory of a pebble

I couldn't remember the lyric of Time Machine Reprise

So I made my own

It's not full but maybe one day it will be

Who knows?

Time Machine

Ohh live a dream in a time machine

I've been waiting since ever

Now I know nothin' waits for me

Nothin' so specialy

Ohh live a dream in a time machine

I've been sleepless since ever

But now I've got enought time to spents some time alone

All alone

Ohhh live a dream in a time machine

I've been hungrier than ever

Now it seems like I can't feel the pain

It's just not the same

Ohh live a dream in a time machine

I've been thirstier than ever

And now it seems like I can't take a breath

Take a breath...

...take a breath...

...take a...

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'cmon moots, Mind and Heart ›:3

Propaganda

Apollo and Artemis: No Propaganda Submitted

Mind and Heart:

Mind is referred to as "The Sun/Mr. Sun" throughout the album, and Heart is referred to as "Mr. Moon"

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As normally, I don't like need to showing myself with my headcanons, this one is really important to me

So:

Heart and Mind were friends

Very close friends, best friends even

Way before the album

Way before the Juno incydent

Way before they both started fighting

The reason why they were friends was because they could only rely on themself

Why? Basicly because they were kinda terrified of Soul, mainly because of the power dynamic they had with eachother (you know, trident, and the thing that they[Soul] can kill them all). But Heart and Mind? They are equal to eachother. So basicly they got a bond with eachother, sadly kind of alienate Soul at the same time.

But fun fact! By the time Soul kinda learned to be more friendly with them. (Until TSE)

Headcanon #484

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FAVORITE SEA CREATURE HMS HEADCANON

Heart's fav is a Sea Horse

Mind's Jellyfish

And Soul's Sea snails

It doesn't have any meaning, I just have biology test [while I'm writting this] for tomorrow, and I'm lossing my mind

Headcanon #482

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Soul like to paint their nails, they also help with Heart's ones. But sometimes they tended to prank him and painted wrong colour. Since then, Heart learned to recognize the colours based how it tasted. That is the main reason why Mind call him "the creature" it's just scare the livin' shit out of her when he do it

Headcanon #479

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Guys

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OMS OMS

YOU DREW ME!!

Thingie I did because I was bored lol

Moots from left to right

@randaccidents

@hhoneycloves

@tallyhoot

@lightisborn

@safaristylez

@purpleleafsyt

@tadssstrange

@pinkcove

@misternibbs

One of us is not like the other... can you guess who it is ;))

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I just notice that I sometimes don't see stuff you do (such as fanfics)

Idk why

But

PLS TAG ME EVERYTIME YOU WRITE SOMETHING

Cant decide if I got shadowbanned off the cccc maintag, my fic is just Too Long, or if I just happened to post right as ALL of my mutuals went to sleep lmao

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GOOD

OKokokok back to the Heartless stuff! Anyone remember this ask from @tadssstrange? Follow up fic time!

Penitence takes Heart's words to heart (ha) and actually, finally, gains the courage to try and wear his own clothes again. Maybe, it isn't as bad as they think it will be.

TW: mention of self harm and self harm ideation, and also the first three paragraphs read VERY CONCERNINGLY out of context

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Clicking the lock on his door closed, Penitence sighed, hugging his arms tight around himself, wincing at the feel of cloth rubbing against their arms. They know they told themselves they'd commit to it, but the idea still makes his arms itch.

His fingers moved to pick and pull and dig under his arms. He froze before they could slip under long sleeves and begin their gruesome work, stopping himself. He had promised to try and stop doing that. Chewing on his lip, he moved towards the closet at the side of the room.

Reluctantly letting go of his arms, Penitence pulled the closet door open, mechanically letting muscle memory pick out what he was looking for and lay it out. Staring at the item on the bed, he exhaled shakily, hands coming up to cup around his neck.

They aren't sure they're ready yet. Their favourite black-and-red button up shirt lies spread out on the bed. He glances at the sleeves. Short. Just how he likes it. Used to. That's a lie, he still likes it that way. His arms itch. Maybe this was a bad idea. He reached out, ready to toss the shirt back into his closet and forget about the entire conflict, to just remain stagnant and hide in long sleeves.

...Penitence hesitated, hand hovering over embroidered stars. They'd agreed with Heart a few days ago that it would be funny if he went back to his preferred clothing without warning Perseverance. He still thinks that's true.

And Heart would be overjoyed. The thought makes a breath shiver out of them. Heart would be overjoyed. Dropping his arms, he reached down to grab the hem of Heart's hoodie. Maybe it would be easier once he got the hoodie off? He gritted his teeth. Maybe, he just needs to stop thinking and get it over and done with.

Screwing his eyes closed, he tugged the hoodie up over his head. The slide of fabric against his lower arms makes him grimace and rush to rip the offending cloth off. Tossing the hoodie away blindly, he rubbed at his arms, shivering. Disgusting. Fabric against his arms. Even over the bandages he could feel the smooth slide and individual threads rub against his arms. Opening their eyes, they stared at where the hoodie had crumpled to the floor.

A thought hit Penitence: if they backed out now, they would need to put the hoodie back on. Unless he wanted to wander the house in a tank top. He shivered. Absolutely not, today was the worst day he could have chosen to do this. How was he supposed to know that fabric would overstimulate him today? Horrible, truly. The world was out to force him to commit to his decisions.

Huffing quietly at the world, he sat on his bed, grabbing and holding up the button-up shirt he had picked out earlier. Red and black, hand-dyed and hand-embroidered. His favourite project and favourite shirt. The shirt he always wore for comfort when the skin of his arms crawled at wearing shirts. Why was he still hesitating?

His eyes drifted down to his bandaged arms, some bloodied, most not, a couple of ugly raised half-healed scars peeking out from underneath, and he froze. Right. His mistakes. His very visible mistakes. That he would have to look at all day and resist the urge to pick and tear at. There wouldn't be any sleeves to stop him now. The trident could so easily slice down without worrying about ruining clothes...

They blinked, tearing their eyes away. No. Bad thoughts. They'd promised. Looking up, they stared unblinkingly at the largest star on the shirt. They really needed to stop thinking so much. It worked with the hoodie. Maybe with his eyes closed again. It worked earlier.

Breathing in shakily, he closed his eyes again, sitting up straight and pulling the shirt on. It settled comfortably on his shoulders, a familiar weight that didn't brush wrongly against his arms. It felt right. Sniffling quietly, he hugged himself. Harmonia, he didn't realize just how uncomfortably warm and wrong the long sleeves had felt, the shame had been stronger. He missed this.

Maybe this idea wasn't so bad after all. Maybe Heart really did have a point. He said he missed their eclecticness. Hm. Their? They opened an eye, turning their head and leaning slightly to see their reflection in the mirror.

Harmonia. There he was. Not Penitence. Soul. Not entirely; the months of stress and heightened emotion had left its physical mark. But he looked and felt more like himself than he had since he had found Heart unconscious at the bottom of Apathy. Shakily, they leaned forwards, rolling up each pant leg, frowning when it felt wrong and dropping both back down. Maybe today was not the day for that.

Or maybe, he is both Soul and Penitence equally. Staring at his reflection in the mirror, that thought rang true. That they were equally who they always were, and the person scarred by the events of the past months. He smiled wetly at his reflection, watching it smile back, equally scared and full of hope. Yeah. This might be alright.

Three sharp knocks and the jiggling of their doorknob made them jump, head whipping around to stare at their door. Right. They'd locked the door. The knocking grew more frantic, snapping them out of their thoughts. Shit. The last time they locked their door-

Scrambling off the bed, they messily unlocked the door, Perseverance almost slamming into them when they tugged it open. It quickly straightened, panting quietly, looking them over in a slight panic. They watched it do a double take, staring at their face and arms. Ah, right. They hadn't told him.

Suddenly self-conscious, Penitence hugged his arms around himself, one hand coming up to rub the tears from his face. Well, there was no point trying to hide now. They shakily smiled up at Perseverance. {"Uhm.... surprise? Back to my eclectic ways if you know what I mean?"}

Perseverance continued to stare. The shaky smile on Penitence's face wavered, his head dropping as he began picking at his sleeve. What were they thinking? Of course looking at their arms was uncomfortable. They started wearing long sleeves exactly to spare Perseverance the sight of them.

A warm, mechanical hand on their shoulder jolted them out of their thoughts. They looked up into tired blue eyes and quirked lips. ["Call me surprised. Are you comfortable like that?"]

Penitence blinked, hesitating. Good question. Were they? They shrugged, dropping their arms. {"Just trying out something new today, yknow? Something eclectic."}

Perseverance huffed softly in laughter, leaning around them and entering their room. Penitence watched as it picked up Heart's hoodie that still lay crumpled on the floor, coming back and pushing it into his hands. ["Tie it around your waist,"] it clarified when Penitence looked up in confusion. ["That way, it will be there when you need it."]

Mouth forming a small 'o', they accepted the hoodie, tying it snugly around their waist. The sense of safety that settled around his waist made him smile, as did the hand that settled on the small of his back. {"Do you know where Heart is by any chance? I think he would love to see this."}

Perseverance hummed quietly, turning them both to walk further down the corridor. ["He has not yet left his room. Also, I would like to see his reaction too."]

Penitence rolled their eyes, standing up straighter each step without incident gave him more confidence. {"Yeah yeah you just want to see him jump for joy again, you can't hide from me dear Custodian."} Easily coming to a halt before Heart's door, they pushed the door open, ignoring the distracting itch of their arms. {"Yo, Heart, guess what- oh Heart."}

Heart looked up at them from his bed, wiping at tear-stained cheeks. ("M'fine, m fine, just missing m wings aga- HOLY SHIT?") The wingless id jolted upright and scrambled off his bed before anyone else could react, instantly faceplanting as his legs collapsed underneath him. Jolting into action, both Perseverance and Penitence rushed to help Heart back onto the bed.

["You really should not try to walk when you're having an episode, Heart."] Perseverance muttered quietly, nudging its shoulder against his.

Heart shrugged, grinning. ("But I can't help it! Look! Look look look!") He latched onto Penitence's shoulder, eyes wide and giddy. ("It's the slut fit! Our Soul's back Mind! How can I not want to hug him?")

Penitence snorted, dissolving into a laugh as Perseverance choked on the words Heart said. Ignoring Perseverance's protests about how "that is not what a slut fit looks like", Heart leaned in and wrapped Penitence up in a hug, nuzzling his head against their neck. They hugged back, wrapping their arms carefully across and under Heart's back, the way they used to when he still had wings. Quietly, they relished being able to feel Heart with his arms again.

Heart hummed, leaning up slightly to whisper into their ear. ("I knew you could do it. I'm proud of you.")

Penitence choked up, hugging Heart tighter. They felt Perseverance settle in behind them, metallic arms holding all of them. Closing their eyes, they cried quietly in relief. His arms didn't itch anymore. This was a good idea.

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Funny

Some suits, some not

The ideas suits pretty well, the energic..... I think it's depents

Idk about the changes

The don't tell me what to do is acurrate, but sometimes I am also "please, tell me what to do"

I don't get sarcasm, lol

THE BIG ON PLANS BUT NOT THE ACCTIONS IS HELLA ACOURATE

YOU HAVE NO IDEA HOW MANY THINGS I PLANED TO DO BUT NEVER DONE

*barks*

The "not arguing, only showing why I am right" is in fact, correct, but I know I am arguing, I just find it funny

Chaos: yes

Competitivness: no.

Anyway, that was fun :3

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Find your cosmo persona!

Got tagged by the lovely @tamburins

It's 99% accurate 🤣 only two things it got wrong: I respond immediately the second I see the message (otherwise I'll forget it)

And I'd never say "I might be wrong tho" 🤣 my deadly sin is Pride... that's not a sentence I'd say 😅

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