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The 7 Faces of Friendship: Character Types to Include in Your Book’s Friend Group

Having a balance of different personas helps create a comprehensive cast for your novels. To get started, here are the 7 main friend personas to consider:

1. The Leader

Description:

The leader is the driving force behind the group. They are often assertive, confident, and willing to take charge in various situations. This person is typically seen as a decision-maker, guiding the group toward plans, activities, or goals.

Traits:

Charismatic: Naturally draws people in and inspires others.

Decisive: Quick to make decisions, often with a clear vision in mind.

Responsible: Takes ownership of the group's well-being and direction.

Role in the Group:

The leader often organises outings, mediates conflicts, and keeps the group focused on shared goals. They are instrumental in making plans and ensuring that everyone feels included.

2. The Caregiver

Description:

The caregiver is the heart of the friend group, always looking out for others. This person is empathetic, nurturing, and willing to lend a helping hand or an understanding ear.

Traits:

Compassionate: Deeply cares for the feelings and well-being of others.

Supportive: Always ready to offer encouragement or assistance.

Attentive: Notices when someone is feeling down or needs help.

Role in the Group:

The caregiver often acts as the emotional glue, fostering connections and ensuring everyone feels valued. They are typically the ones organising gatherings to celebrate friends or supporting them through tough times.

3. The Comedian

Description:

The comedian is the life of the party, always ready with a joke or a funny story. This character brings humour and lightness to the group, helping to relieve tension and elevate the mood.

Traits:

Witty: Quick with humour and often makes clever observations.

Playful: Approaches life with a sense of fun and spontaneity.

Positive: Maintains an optimistic outlook, even in challenging situations.

Role in the Group:

The comedian keeps the atmosphere lively, ensuring that laughter is a common thread in the group. They often defuse tense situations with humour and help create cherished memories through fun experiences.

4. The Adventurer

Description:

The adventurer thrives on new experiences and excitement. This character is always seeking thrills, whether that’s trying out a new restaurant, going on spontaneous trips, or participating in extreme sports.

Traits:

Daring: Enjoys taking risks and stepping outside of their comfort zone.

Curious: Eager to explore new ideas, places, and experiences.

Energetic: Brings enthusiasm to the group, often encouraging others to join in.

Role in the Group:

The adventurer often leads the charge for new experiences, pushing the group to try things they might not have considered. They inspire others to embrace spontaneity and explore the world together. Often contradicts the leader.

5. The Intellectual

Description:

The intellectual is the thinker of the group, often delving into deep conversations and pondering life's big questions. This character values knowledge and is well-read, informed, and curious about various topics.

Traits:

Analytical: Enjoys breaking down complex ideas and analysing situations.

Inquisitive: Asks questions and seeks to understand the world.

Articulate: Communicates thoughts clearly and effectively.

Role in the Group:

The intellectual can help stimulate meaningful conversations, adding depth to the group's interactions. More of a quiet yet important presence. They help get the Adventurer out of trouble, and are likely found bantering with the Comedian from time to time.

6. The Connector

Description:

The connector is the social butterfly of the group, adept at bringing people together and building relationships. This character thrives on interaction and often knows everyone’s stories, interests, and backgrounds.

Traits:

Sociable: Enjoys meeting new people and introducing friends to one another.

Empathetic: Understands social dynamics and helps others feel comfortable.

Resourceful: Knows where to go for recommendations and suggestions.

Role in the Group:

The connector enriches the group by fostering relationships and creating opportunities for social gatherings. They often organise events and help deepen bonds within the friend circle. They are generally close to the  Caregiven and the Leader’s partner/close friend.  They help the Leader and Intellectual settle on ideas that are both fun and functional thus appeasing to the whole group. 

7. The Realist

Description:

The realist is grounded and practical, providing a balanced perspective within the friend group. This character approaches situations with a level-headed attitude and often focuses on the facts at hand.

Note: While the intellectual is an inherently smart person, the realist is the apathetic and logical force of the group. They don’t have to necessarily be smart but are insightful.

Traits:

Pragmatic: Values practicality and often offers sensible solutions.

Sceptical: Questions overly optimistic or unrealistic plans.

Honest: Tends to speak their mind, even when the truth is uncomfortable.

Role in the Group:

The realist often acts as a counterbalance to more idealistic characters, helping the group assess risks and make informed decisions. They provide a sense of stability, ensuring that plans are not just fun but also feasible.

Edit: you don't NEED to have 7 friends each with one persona. You also don't need to have all 7. One person can be the caregiver to A and realist to B. They can be the leader in one friend group but the comedian in another (showcasing their comfort with the latter). This is just a list to help pan out your character personality types!

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Kinktober Day 2

Frame Modification- Rodimus x Reader

Word count: 1.3k

Warnings: Nsfw, smut, genital modification, strap ons?, human/ Cybertronian.

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Day 1

Day 3

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The human stares at Rodimus for a moment with a raised eyebrow looking at the boxes of equipment. "So what exactly is all of this?" They ask looking over the different components in them. Rodimus scratches his helm sheepishly. "Well, uh, you know my size can be, heh, problematic when it comes to interfacing with you. Don't want to accidentally hurt you due to the size" 

He offers a lopsided grin. "So Perceptor and I have been tinkering. These doodads should decrease my, um, girth and increase sensitivity without compromising structure or function, if his calculations hold up." 

Rodimus clutches a box hopefully. "I care for you and I know how much you like what we have going on but i want you to be able to have more" His field radiates shy affection. 

"Your... downgrading, for me?" They nearly whisper while looking over the three boxes. There were more than one spike mod in the boxes and it made them wonder just how long Rodimus had been planning this.

Rodimus rubs the back of his helm sheepishly. "Well, yeah. This is important to me too, you know?" He gestures to the boxes. "Perceptor and I have been working on different prototypes for a while now. Wanna make sure we get it just right, so they are interchangeable."

Chuckling softly, Rodimus adds, "We may have gone a little overboard with the sampling options." Taking his lover's hands in his gently, Rodimus meets their gaze. "I love you. Your happiness and safety with me means everything to me. If modifying myself helps ensure that, it's a small price." 

Squeezing softly, he smiles. "So what d'you say we try 'em out, see which fits and what you like?" He's hoping he hadn't scared them with this information, but he did truly love them and wanted to give them the best he could. 

It makes them laugh. "I'd love to. Do all of the pieces interchange?" They inquire while pulling one of the spike mods out looking it over. This one had bright pink lights up the underside but was a bit too large in their hands larger than their arm. Rodimus perks up at the sound of their laughter, fia warm smile falling onto his face. "Sure do!" he replies. "Perce made 'em with modularity in mind." 

Leaning in, he points out how the piece in their servos connects. "That one plugs into my panel port. Then the shaft and tip snap together for a secure fit, each piece will fit to the others to integrate." Rodimus smiles before continuing "Pink light show's a bit flashy for me though. what'd you think of the sleek navy or copper ones?" Ever keen to please, he holds them up for his loger to look at.   

In truth they never thought they would be sitting there with Rodimus looking at essentially Strap-ons. " I do like the top part of the silver one there, the rest of it is just a little too thick. Might work nicely with the shaft of the Orange one which I do like the lights on and it doesn't look as long as my forearm" they laugh while pointing over to the spike as Rodimus picks it up. The tip wasn't as wide as some of the others. "How do you pull them apart and put them together? Can you show me?"

Rodimus chuckles, field pulsing with affection as he examines the proposed frankenspike. "Good eye! I think you're right - silver tip and orange shaft could be a winner." He deftly twists the pieces apart to demonstrate. "The connector ports are threaded, see? Just twist counter-clockwise to separate, then clockwise to join another piece securely." 

Reassembling the hybrid mod, Rodimus presents it proudly. "Well? What do you think - looks like it'll hit all the right nodes but still leave your ports feeling snug?" They laugh at his wording of it but in truth they were enjoying every moment of this. 

"Never thought I'd be saying that this looks so pretty. Do they connect up with your bio-lights and pulse the same colour? And how exactly do you attach it to yourself?" As much as they were loving the fact that they and Rodimus would be able to be intimate they are so curious over how it all works.

Rodimus grins, field alight. "Never think I'd be so pleased by a compliment on my crotch accessory collection!" It makes them both burst into laughter wheezing. " but Yea, the light circuits sync right up with my biolights so it'll pulse and change colours"

Rodimus releases his interface panel which at the moment didn't have an attachment, he's rather swift with reattaching the chosen mod in its place. pressurises his lines, watching struts and panels adjust flawlessly around the new appendage. "Seamless integration. The connection anchors it securely while also transferring sensory feedback in real time." Rodimus smiles shyly. "Wanna touch it?." He teases revving his engine. 

"Ready for a test drive when you are, sweetspark. I'll go slow and you tell me what you think. Your feelings are my top priority here.” He excitedly remarks. "Can we keep the other pieces too, I think this would be something fun to try and test other pieces over time." Rodimus lights up at their question, excitement filling him. "A collection? I like the way you think!" 

"Now then, shall we?" He radiates eager anticipation, "I'm primed and ready to make you sing, sweetspark. Just give me the word." He slowly strokes the smaller mod as the sensation jolts through him. 

"Eager are we" they tease, It was strange seeing the new one when they were so used to Rodimus' original Spike but in truth it suited him well. "Sure thing hot shot. I want a show" they giggle sitting back eager to watch.

Carefully he braces himself before encircling the new modification digit rubbing across the tip. Slow, steady pumps elicit delightful shivers up his struts as sensory feedback loops. The lights along the spike light up in the deep orange colour and pulse with each stroke. 

A loud moan falls from his vocalizer. His engine purrs louder, Optics half-shuttering, Rodimus meets their gaze with a loving smirk. "Like what you see? gorgeous - just say the word and I'm yours all night."

They shake their heads in amusement. "I want to watch you work that spike Roddy, I like watching you come undone with your servo, dial up the sensitivity" they instruct. Eager to just watch the mech touch himself.

Rodimus chuckles. "As you wish." He begins stroking it much quicker, the sound of his joints popping and grinding join the mix of noises he makes.  "How's it feel?" Rodimus vented softly, digits exploring the synthetic spike's sensory net with increasing awe, he had never had one which felt like this and it was making his joints weak from how quickly it had over charged his system, hot air blasting through his fans.

 "Incredible... it feels so sensitive." Another moan slips from him sounding more like a whimpered whine of bliss. He gazed at his partner in a haze of affection. "Primus i cant wait to see how you feel clenched around my spike, bet you'll be so warm and soft. Might just be overloaded thinking about it."  

"You going to overload, thought you had better stamina roddy" They tease watching the way his plating shutters as he quickened his pace. Rodimus whimpers out while his voice goes rather static. "Hey, cut me some slack - this new array packs way more sensation than the old one. Gonna take some getting used to!" 

He overloads into his servo rather quickly. Their eyes focus on the fluid that runs down his servo, it wasn't the light pink one they were used to seeing come from him. “ Did you also change your fluids?” they hum moving closer to brush their hand against his spike. It makes Rodimus jolt as he loudly moans. “Frag!” he calls out platting, shuttering and overheating as he tries to come down from the overwhelming sensation. 

“mmmm, yea.. wanted something a little more body safe for you” he admits,it earns him a kiss from them. 

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catarina macario x f!reader

warnings: racial and sexual harassment targeted at reader during the london derby. angst. implied woc reader

the hallowed grass of stamford is where you step onto. the air is thick with the match of chelsea versus arsenal. the crowd’s screams crashes over you like a tidal wave, a sea of blue and red scarves rippling in the stands.

you’re the name on everyone’s lips after last week’s demolition of liverpool, where you buried a hattrick in an intense 3-2 match and danced your way into the headlines. tonight, they expect you to be the supernova, the uncontainable force to lead chelsea to glory in this rivalry clash. 

your girlfriend, catarina, lines up beside you, her dark hair with those beautiful blond highlights are pulled tight in a ponytail, her eyes sharp with focus. you exchange a quick glance after the starting eleven pictures are taken… its professional, steady. 

the whistle blows, and the first half ignites.

it’s perfection. the ball feels like an extension of you, bending to your will as you carve through arsenal’s defense. erin, your connector, threads a pinpoint pass to your feet, and you’re off, weaving between red shirts like they’re standing still. 

the crowd chants your name…“y/n! y/n!”...and you feed off it, your boots kissing the grass with every stride. sandy drifts wide, pulling defenders with her, and you exploit the gap, firing a shot that rattles the crossbar. 

the chelsea fans erupt, a wall of sound that lifts you higher. 

“keep the assists going, y/n!” keira shouts as she jogs back, clapping her hands as she points to you. 

sonia, your coach, watches from the sidelines, arms crossed, nodding approvingly as you dominate. the first half ends 1-0, your assist setting up sandy for the opener. you jog off for the break, sweat beading on your forehead, feeling invincible.

the second half kicks off, and for a while, it’s more of the same. the ball is glued to your foot, arsenal players lunging and missing. 

suddenly, a voice slices through the noise… it is grating, venomous, distinct in a way that makes your skin prickle. it’s coming from the arsenal end, a man’s voice, loud and deliberate. 

“oi, y/n!” he bellows, his tone dripping with malice. 

you try to shake it off, focusing on the play since it is just a random person, but he keeps going. 

“you don’t belong here, go back to france you coon!” the words hit like a punch, sharp and ugly, rooting you to the spot for a heartbeat. 

most of the time, you hear the banter towards you. however, the slur from that white man got to you. your breath catches, your selective hearing zeroing in on him despite the thousands of other voices. 

you glance toward the stands…a man, no older than thirty, his face flushed with beer and hate, leaning over the railing. 

“smile for me, sweetheart,” he yells, his voice slurring into something darker. 

“bet you’d look better on your knees!”

your stomach lurches, bile rising in your throat. the pitch tilts beneath you, the edges of your vision blurring. he’s close, standing in the front row by the goal, he is too close!!!! maybe twenty yards away, separated only by a thin barrier and a handful of stewards who don’t seem to hear him yet. 

your hands tremble, your chest tightens, and a cold sweat breaks out across your skin. you’ve seen this before… players like taylor at liverpool, vinicius back in spain… shit! even your friend and teammate lauren weathers racist storms…but it’s never been you. not until now. 

the fear is visceral, a creeping dread that he could be anyone, that he could follow you off this pitch, that he’s not alone in his hatred. you feel exposed, a target painted on your back, your skin color skin suddenly a beacon for his venom.

lucy’s voice snaps you back. 

“y/n!” she shouts, and the ball rockets toward you. you catch it on instinct, your body moving before your mind catches up. he’s still yelling…“go back where you came from!”...but you run, legs pumping, tearing down the right wing. away from him, away from that voice. 

your heart slams against your ribs, your breathing ragged, but you push forward, the goalpost looming ahead. you shoot, a desperate, angry strike, and the ball screams into the net, top corner, unstoppable. 

the chelsea fans explode, a deafening roar, but it’s hollow for you. no tricks, no celly, no cartwheel at the corner flag like usual. you stand there, hands on your knees, staring at the grass, the world spinning. 

you want to throw up. he’s still there, his voice a faint echo now. its too much.

your teammates swarm you, their arms around you, their voices a jumble. 

“what the fuck, y/n? what a goal!” ashley cheers, slapping your back. lucy pulls you into a hug, grinning. 

“you love to give me assists don’t you!”

however, your teammates feel the stiffness in your shoulders, the way your eyes dart toward the stands. 

“you good?” lucy asks, quieter now, her brow furrowing. you nod, but it’s a lie, and they know it. sonia’s watching from the touchline, her sharp gaze catching yours. she signals to the bench, and within minutes, she’s subbing you off. 

“maelys is in for you!” she calls to you, then turns to you as you trudge over. 

“sit down. take a breather.” her voice is firm but kind, and you collapse onto the bench, the weight of it all crashing down. six minutes left on the clock, but you’re done. 

a tear slips free, hot against your cheek, and you swipe it away, staring blankly at the pitch.

mia slides in beside you, her shoulder brushing yours. 

“y/n, talk to me. you okay?” her voice is soft, urgent. you shake your head, the words stuck in your throat. 

“no,” you finally choke out, “there’s a guy…arsenal end. he… he said shit. racist shit. he keeps calling me slurs then said something sexual. i don’t know, mia, i feel fucking sick right now.” your voice cracks, and her eyes widen, then narrow with fury. 

“what the fuck?” she hisses. 

“where is he?” you point vaguely, your hand shaking, “over there, red shirt with a group of guys. he is thirty maybe.” she nods, jaw tight, and flags sonia over. 

“coach, sorry to distract you from the game but we’ve got a problem,” mia says, keeping her voice low. you repeat it to sonia, every word tasting like poison….the racism, the leering threat. sonia’s face hardens, “we’re reporting this. stewards, security, the lot. chelsea doesn’t tolerate that shit,” she says, her tone steely, “you did good out there, y/n. let us handle it now.”

it’s meant to help, but it doesn’t. your stomach twists, your skin crawling with the memory of his voice. you should be stronger, shake it off, but you can’t. the final whistle blows…2-1, chelsea wins against arsenal and the crowd roars, but you’re already up, bolting for the tunnel. 

the locker room is a sanctuary, the noise muffled as you stumble inside, collapsing onto a bench. you bury your face in your hands, trying to breathe, but it’s shallow, panicked. footsteps echo, and you look up to see catarina, her face etched with worry. mia must’ve told her. 

“y/n,” she says, dropping to her knees in front of you, “mia said….what happened? talk to me, please.”

you shake your head, trying to shove it down, to lock it away. 

“it’s nothing,” you mutter, but your voice wavers, betraying you. she grabs your hands, her grip firm. 

“it’s not nothing. look at you—you’re shaking. tell me.” the dam breaks, and it pours out. 

“this guy in the stands… he kept calling me slurs, cat. he s-s-said i don’t belong. then he said i’d look better on my knees, smiling for him. it was so loud, so close. i was scared, i—” your voice cracks, and you gag, the nausea surging. 

catarina’s eyes darken, her jaw clenching so hard you can see the muscle twitch. 

“and you didn’t tell me at that time?” she spits, “that stewardess better find him before i do my fucking self.”

“i just wanted to play,” you whisper, tears spilling now, “i scored, and i couldn’t even feel it. i’ve seen this happen to players like lauren, and i’ve defended her each time but me? i didn’t think…” she pulls you into her arms, her embrace fierce, protective. 

“you’re safe now,” she says, her voice softening but resolute. 

“he’s not getting near you. the club’s on it…sonia’s already escalating it. chelsea’s got your back, okay? i’ve got your back.” you cling to her, your face pressed into her shoulder, her warmth grounding you as your breathing steadies. 

“i hate men,” you mumble, half-sobbing, half-laughing. she chuckles, a low, bittersweet sound, her arms tightening around you. 

“yeah, i can’t argue with that right now,” she says, pressing a kiss to your temple, “but you’re stronger than him, y/n. you hear me? he’s nothing.” 

the next morning, chelsea’s official response hits the airwaves. you’re curled up on the couch in your flat, a mug of tea cooling in your hands, when the statement pings on your phone. 

catarina’s beside you, scrolling through her own feed, and she nudges you gently. 

“they’ve sent it to the group before they put it out,” she says, nodding at your screen. you open it, the words stark and formal against the bright white background: 

“chelsea football club is aware of the unacceptable harassment directed at our player, y/n l/n, during last night’s women’s super league match against arsenal at kingsmeadow. we condemn all forms of discrimination and abuse in the strongest terms. the safety and wellbeing of our players is our utmost priority, and we are working closely with the relevant authorities and stadium security to identify and take appropriate action against the individual responsible. such behavior has no place in football or society, and we stand united in ensuring that our club remains a welcoming and inclusive environment for all.”

it is the standard script with condemnation, action, unity. it gives you relief, maybe, but it’s tangled with the lingering sickness of that man’s voice.

the days that follow are a slog. you’re not used to this violation. you’ve heard the stories, seen the headlines about other players but it’s always been distant, something you could sympathize with but never truly feel. 

now it’s yours, and it’s heavy. you wake up the next day with a pit in your stomach, his words replaying like a broken record. you try to push it down, to focus on training, but your legs feel leaden, your focus fractured. 

“you okay, y/n?” naomi asks during a passing drill, her brow creasing as you fumble a simple touch. 

“yeah, just… tired,” you lie, forcing a smile that doesn’t reach your eyes. she doesn’t push, but you can tell she’s not convinced.

at home, you’re quieter than usual. catarina notices, she always does. 

“you know that you don’t have to pretend with me,” she says that night, sitting across from you at the kitchen table, her hand reaching for yours. 

“i’m fine,” you mutter, staring at your untouched plate of pasta. 

“just need time.” time feels slow, sticky, like wading through mud. you skip social media, knowing the comments will be a minefield…some supportive, some from arsenal fans being vicious…and the thought of seeing his words echoed by faceless trolls makes your skin crawl. 

you shower longer than necessary, as if you can scrub the memory of his voice off you, but it clings like damp rot. sleep is fitful, your dreams jagged with flashes of the stands, his angry face leering through the crowd.

it takes two days…two long, heavy days before the fog starts to lift. you’re at cobham, lacing up your boots, when catarina jogs over, a small, triumphant smile tugging at her lips. 

“got news,” she says, dropping onto the bench beside you. you look up, wary but curious. “what?” she leans in, her voice low and steady. 

“they found him. banned him. lifetime ban from any chelsea and arsenal matches…home, away, women’s, men’s, the lot. he’s done.” your breath catches, a knot you didn’t realize was there loosening in your chest. 

“really?” you whisper, needing to hear it again. 

“really,” she confirms, her hand squeezing your knee, “security matched him to cctv, got his ticket details. he’s not stepping foot near us again.”

relief floods you, sharp and sweet, washing away the grime of the past forty-eight hours. you turn to her, throwing your arms around her neck, and she catches you, pulling you close. 

“oh my god,” you breathe into her shoulder, your voice trembling with the weight of it lifting. 

“it’s over.” she hugs you tighter, her chin resting atop your head. 

“told you we’d handle it,” she murmurs, “you’re safe, y/n. well, you always were with me but he’s gone.” you pull back just enough to look at her, her brown eyes steady and warm, and you feel the last tendrils of fear unravel. 

“i was so disgusted cat,” you admit, quieter now. 

“i know,” she says, brushing a thumb across your cheek, “but he’s nothing now. just a coward who’s out of our lives.”

[hyperions-light]

Hmm just had a shower thought

Wonder if there’s an essay in like

Varric’s role in VG as the one who speaks directly to the player

Like he is the connector of the overarching narrative threads with his vignettes after major companion quests

And I was thinking about how they used him to recontextualize the importance of the approval system at the beginning, which I thought was cool

And he’s not really there, in the story? He isn’t alive, he’s like a phantom

I wonder if you could make the argument that everything he says is speaking directly to the player in some way? Because also

Returning players know and (generally) like him, so him speaking to Rook in an encouraging way also works to direct and assist the player

I think there could be something very interesting about him on a meta-narrative level hmmm

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Blackreach and it’s Beneficial Flora Hive-Mind for the Falmer. Thoughts/Head-Cannon

So what is Blacreach? Blackreach is a massive underground system of caves, caverns and tunnels that span underneath the holds of The Pale, Winterhold, Hjaalmarch, Haafingar and The Reach, and it’s also home to various creatures and inhabited by the Falmer. It’s most noticeable cave being it’s namesake Blackreach or in Dwemer “Fal'Zhardum Din” or "Blackest Kingdom Reaches". Now as we all know one of the most notable features in Blackreach has to be its bioluminescent walls and celling which in my opinion appeared to be some form of fungus, Lichen or Moss.

Some might say these are Glowworms but these glowing ceilings appear in almost every cavern inhabited by Falmer, such as Darkwater Pass and the giant Mushroom Trees appearing in Darkfall Passage and the rest of the Vale.

Flora Hive-Mind? Uhh Explain Yourself

I’m glad you asked because it’s about to get very science-icy in here involving plants their root system/structure and chemicals. Have you ever mowed a lawn, broke a stem or tore a leaf in half? If you said yes to one of those things you would have noticed a peculiar pleasant smell. Well that’s the chemical reaction of a plant screaming in agony releasing a signal to all surrounding flora that there is an unforeseen threat that is harming them and that they should keep their guide up. And another way plants can communicate with each other is through their root system which can connect the largest of trees to the smallest blade of grass, and one of the biggest connectors in this system is… Fungus aka Mushrooms. Now this form of air communication is called Biosemiotics but particularly form is Volatile Organic Compounds. Which are chemical signals released by plants to signal plants to warm of them potential threats or to attract pollinators, and the root base communication is called Mycorrhizae in where roots and fungi are connected underground in a mostly beneficial relationship. This root/fungus base communication allows plants to share information, nutrients, water and even provide aid for damaged or sickly plants and works as a massive support group in different ways.

Also not only are the walls and ceiling of Blackreach are covered in glowing fungus but on the cavern floor stands large and almost tree like Mushrooms that tower over creatures and buildings. If these over sized mushrooms have a Taproot structure that would mean they go deep into the ground and hold it from any form of erosion, either from underground water and rivers which Blackreach has. This also goes for the long glowing tendrils that come from the ceiling and ground.

Now for my Blackreach Hive-Mind theory, so while exploring the various Falmer dwellings you’ll find that various species of mushrooms from near the entrance to deep within their lair. Now although mushrooms don’t have roots they do have Mycelium, these are fungi threads that can span deep and extend miles connecting large areas of flora to a network of beneficial interest. Three places of interest in this theory are Shimmermist Cave, Lost Echo Cave and Darkwater Pass all of which are Falmer inhabited, home to glowing mushrooms and show no sign of entry to Blackreach accessible to the player, but let’s say that the Falmer Wall Holes lead to unseen tunnels and caverns that also contain glowing fungus which would mean a large network of connections back to Blackreach fungal mass. So if we use the examples of root/fungal network and how they use this to share information, resources and aid we also know that Falmer caves and Dwemer ruins are all over Skyrim, so if we used this information that would mean that the entirety of Skyrim surface area from farms, forest and meadows are connected to deep underground tunnels allied with fungus that Mycelium threads connect them to a larger network of underground ecosystems doing everything in its power to live and thrive.

(corn is know to release a chemical signal that wasps will pick up to come to it’s aid when it it’s being eaten by pest such as locust)

How does this benefit the Ecosystem?

Skyrim is a large and diverse nation when it comes to weather and its environment, but even evaluation has it’s effects on how temperatures work. But to simplify it, the Northern Parts of Skyrim are cold while the Southern Parts are Warmer but that doesn’t matter as winter will still cause frost and if Nir tilts like Earth, then night will be longer and more intense etc.

But let’s so it’s winter and most of the Flora has “died” and won’t be able to photosynthesize, well that to worry as Skyrim is full of Pine/Spruce trees which are Evergreens. That means they do not lose their foliage and have the ability to attain nutrients from the sun, and they actually share their nutrients with their dominant neighbors and they share these nutrients with the previous fungal Mycorrhizal Network. Now let’s other important nutrients from decaying plants/animals aren’t as abundant as before well the surface won’t have to worry as deep beneath the surface are large tunnels and caves filled with Falmer and Chaurus, Vale Deer, Durzogs, Trolls and insects such as Spiders, Moths, Shroom Beetles, Cockroaches, Nixads and even Gloomspore Creatures. Which are giant sentient fungal growths that take the form of animals.

So now let’s say there’s a drought in Whiterun hold the fungus in Blackreach can share much needed water and let’s say theirs a blight effecting the trees in Haafingar Hold, again the glowing fungus from the tunnels would be able to transfer that information to the network system and warm the other of a possible threat and to prepare antibodies for themselves and to send to the infected plants. As plants do in real life

How Does This Benefit The Falmer?

One thing I noticed while in Blackreach is that it’s able to support Trees, Shrubs and Grasses, which would mean that the bioluminescent that is produced from the wall and ceiling glowing fungus, lichen or moss and the giant mushrooms like trees/tendrils are able to produce the same amount of ultraviolet lights as the sun. which would give the Falmer and other creatures a daily/yearly supply of vitamin D which would give them stronger bones and immune system, but that is not all. The root from the tress and mycelium from the fungus would hold the ground, cleaning and walls tightly keeping the ground above and below them steadily in place.

Also water from the surface that will be absorbed by the ground will be purified from pollutes and other undesirable materials. As roots and tightly compacted soil will work as a natural filter and provide clean drinking water to the Falmer, creatures and foliage that grows there. Also according to Elder Scrolls lore the Mushrooms that cause the blindness in Falmer are ironically extinct so that don’t have that to worry about but they do still have a large option when it comes to edible vegetables as they could grow crops like the Falmer in the Vale do.

(And if you ever had to de-weed or cut roots, you’ll know what I mean)

End

I think I written and botched enough of what I was originally thinking and thought/theorized about. I hope I made sense and that the read wasn’t boring but I had fun and I hoped you liked it too.

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☀️Was SEVENTEEN’s Formation Written in the Stars?☀️

✨ A deep-dive into their soul contracts, past-life bonds & divine purpose ✨

So, bestie, buckle up because we’re about to unlock the cosmic archives of SEVENTEEN and why these 13 souls literally HAD to come together in this lifetime. I shuffled the deck, asked the universe some hard-hitting questions, and let the cards spill all the divine tea. And oh boy, it’s giving past-life contracts, karmic debts, and higher spiritual missions. ☕✨

💫 Their Collective Soul Archetype – Prayer

First off, the very core of SEVENTEEN is wrapped in PRAYER energy. This isn’t just about making music for fun—this group is a divinely orchestrated answer to a call. Maybe it was their own souls that prayed for this union across lifetimes, or maybe a higher force (yep, the universe itself) manifested their bond. They were MEANT to come together. No coincidences, just straight-up cosmic alignment. 🔮💜

⏳ Their Past-Life Connection – Temple

Now, this is where it gets spicy. Temple suggests SEVENTEEN’s souls were together before in a setting deeply tied to spiritual devotion, discipline, and sacred bonds. Were they monks? A brotherhood? A group of divine scholars?? 👀 Whatever it was, their past lives were ALL about dedication to a higher cause. And guess what? That same devotion translates into their teamwork, their discipline, and their unity now.

🔥 Their Karmic Debt or Shared Mission – Thanatos & Aletheia

Whew. These two cards together are SCREAMING transformation and truth. Thanatos is death, rebirth, and letting go of the past, while Aletheia is raw, undeniable truth. SEVENTEEN isn’t here just to make music; they’re here to break illusions and redefine what unity looks like in an industry known for its cutthroat energy. Maybe in past lives, they struggled with separation, ego, or loss—but in this lifetime, they’re here to show that true connection is unbreakable. 💀✨

🌙 Soul Family Energy – Crone

Ooof, the Crone card tells me these boys have old souls and have been doing this soul contract thing for eons. They’re like a soul guild—an ancient, wise energy that came back together for a higher purpose. Their dynamic is almost psychic; they understand each other without words, and their growth as a group is deeply spiritual. It’s not just talent—it’s destiny.

💖 The Divine Force That Brought Them Together – Agape & Eternal Child

HOLD UP. Agape is unconditional, divine love, and Eternal Child is pure, untamed spirit. SEVENTEEN was formed out of pure cosmic love. They are souls that thrive in joy, freedom, and genuine connection. They bring a childlike wonder to the industry, reminding everyone that passion > profit, and real artistry is soulful and authentic. This group is here to heal others simply by existing and radiating their energy. 🌈

👑 S.Coups’ Soul Role – Maiden, Cave & Dead End

Wow, wow, wow. As leader, S.Coups embodies the Maiden—open-hearted, intuitive, and protective over the group's energy. But the Cave & Dead End? That’s heavy. His past-life role might have been the one who lost everything, the one who carried burdens alone, the one who sacrificed for the collective. In this lifetime, his soul is healing that karma by leading with wisdom instead of fear. He’s their spiritual protector, even when things feel impossible. 🛡️

💞 The Core Emotional Connector – Siren & Mother

Okay, let’s talk about the emotional glue of the group. The person who holds the deepest connection to everyone, emotionally and spiritually, is symbolized by Siren & Mother. This means they have a hypnotic energy—someone who pulls people in, creates harmony, and nurtures the group's spirit. My guess? Jeonghan. 👀

🛤️ Soul Contract Pairs – Thread & Bridge

Two members share a Thread & Bridge connection, meaning one pulls the other forward, and the other holds them steady. It’s an unbreakable past-life tie. One of them might’ve been the other’s protector, guide, or karmic mentor before. DK & Woozi energy? Possibly.

💘 Another Soulmate Pair – Lover

We’ve got another divine soul bond here. This isn’t necessarily romantic (unless you want to interpret it that way 👀), but it’s deeply spiritual and magnetic. This pair knows each other on a soul level. Their bond has existed across lifetimes. Hmm… Joshua & Jeonghan, anyone? 👀

🔥 The Shadow Energy – Flame, Gnosis & Vessel

Not everything is sunshine and rainbows. The Flame represents raw passion and fire, Gnosis is hidden knowledge, and Vessel is the physical form. This means their biggest spiritual challenge is staying grounded despite their massive spiritual intensity. The group has to balance their divine purpose with their human experience.

🌊 Their Higher Calling – Ocean

They’re meant to be fluid, ever-expanding, and limitless. SEVENTEEN’s energy is like the ocean—depths unknown, constantly moving, and impossible to contain. Their legacy will ripple through generations. 🌊

🔮 Their Future Evolution – Kiss, Castle & Shapeshifter

Hold up—Kiss, Castle & Shapeshifter?? This tells me SEVENTEEN’s final evolution is something unimaginable right now. The Kiss means they’ll always be bonded, no matter what. The Castle? They’re building something huge—legacy level. And Shapeshifter? Expect them to completely transform into something new and unexpected in the future.

👀 Bottom of the Deck – Mask

One last little secret… there’s more to SEVENTEEN’s destiny than meets the eye. Their public image is only a fraction of the real story. The universe isn’t showing all its cards yet.

Final Thoughts

🔥 SEVENTEEN isn’t just a group—they’re a cosmic soul family. 🔥 They were destined to reunite after lifetimes of devotion. 🔥 Their energy is divinely protected and meant to inspire the world. 🔥 They will transform into something even greater.

So yeah… they were 100% written in the stars. 🌟💜

✨ That’s all for now, besties! Drop your thoughts, theories, and biases in the comments because this reading unlocked a whole dimension. 💓🫠💙💛✨️