#Wind Capacity

[lifemod17]

WHEN I SAY I BELIEVE IN 'MOVEMENT' SUPREMACY I'M TALKING ABOUT THIS

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Lytham Festival || 07/03/2024

[gayofthefae]

Mike joking about Hopper with El:

Mike agreeing after El says "I wish I was still with you":

[ollylotl]

just calculated that it'd take approximately 31 standard 4.7GB dvd's to hold the entirety of JRWI riptide so far at 720p. do with this information what you will

[pilkypills]

Speaking of instruments, do you think after he comes to his senses and asks the company to follow him into battle Thorin dragged out that war horn like “alright…… anybody know how to play this thing??”

[junipaca]

I have a lot to explore about shadownilla hashtag Actually Exploring their Toxic Yaoi Aura until it breaks my heart brain into three pieces.

the simple (not) summary: they’re both so fucking odd about each other in a weird tango that is very much one sided by SMC’s whims, but through pv’s psychological torture it approaches to a weird understanding of him and recognizing how he’s a reflection of him. No One but him can understand shadow milk cookie, he states, despite it all. Like PV that blue gay jester just put u through mental prison and psych warfare on ur core beliefs and emotions and u decide to befriend him at the end of it. SMC so badly wanted someone like him, to mold someone to see through his eyes, messing w PV’s memories, his threats over the main gang, both being a tether and a hostage over PV. Like the newest imagery of them makes it very clear SMC caused a ton of pain and agony to PV to the point of stripping him down to despair (vulnerable like a child if that makes sense). The pain is still fresh, but he still decides to embrace who SMC is and believe in him. Grandpa I want to break down ur brain. Why the Fuck. There’s def more about What PV saw about SMC to even think of extending a hand besides his very empathetic and sympathetic nature but it hurts my brain so I’ll break that down in my own time.

SMC is a lonely and i think importantly Very Unstable to the point of being sadistic, and I don’t know what’s going to happen to the Beasts after? But if somehow he doesn’t end up dead or trapped in that tree again I rllllly want these too to hash it out Stranger Style. As in a weird back and forth. I don’t want him to experience remorse immediately I need that cat yowling the whole way as his own core beliefs get fundamentally broken down and examined by PV, like a parallel to SMC’s tower if that make sense. The tango is now equal handed, and acceptance strangles him entirely. He’s desperate and sadistic and there’s implications that his belief in deceit was built upon eons of seeing pain that knowledge and truth caused to himself and others. So, in an almost protective manner (kind of like mystic flour!) he reasons that Deceit is the fundamental of how the world Should run, even his whole identity. And then PV stretches his wings and takes steps away from him, turns around, and opens his arms. It’s strangling. It’s awful. Hypocrisy.

(There’s a few gaps here unlike MF and BS directly showing their past self so I may have misunderstood this, but regardless. I think we’ll get more of this guy so hopefully more clarity is given)

I think my favorite back and forth between them was truthless recluse deciding to break the rules in SMC’s game. I can’t pinpoint why, but I want these two to TALK. TALK MORE. GET WEIRD ABOUT IT. I need SMC’s glee at molding someone he believes to be Someone like him, someone on HIS side, HIS. meanwhile truthless recluse is decaying, in despair, and wilted, yet countering SMC’s beliefs ever so lightly it rises an air of uncertainty, which SMC quickly tries to shut down heavily with his own “games”. I need them in a weird back and forth sometimes. Awakened PV , still wounded, but taking the first steps forward of reinforcing his beliefs and charging ahead towards truth in acceptance of doubt and fear. Shadow Milk Cookie gnashed and deeply betrayed about his failed mold, the leeway of considering having a “friend” already kicking the first rock on the already rocky and teetering tower. it’s awesome give me 1000000 more of these guys.

[unopenablebox]

eternal experience of being like "i'm not sure my quantitative analysis is working/the best possible approach and i'm very bad at a) writing code b) forcing myself to endure writing code c) task-switching once i am writing code. oh hey here's someone with extensive experience in this field. do you want an author credit in exchange for helping me write code to find interesting content in this data"

and they're like "well you already did the hard part and this is so easy you could just do it yourself"

and i'm like " :( but i won't"

[dalishborne]

ok so here is the thing.

i'm a very ships-motivated writer. not exclusive to romantic ships – friendships, frenemies, familial, colleagues, mentors, unlikely besties, whatever. i think discussing a potential connection between our characters helps a lot with not only my motivation but kind of having an idea for what sort of situations our muses might find themselves in. connections are ultimately what i love to explore through rp

i'd love to consider this as a shipping call – if you'd like to chat about how our muses may connect and what direction(s) their relationship could potentially take, like this post! i will be very honest with you about what i envision for revie and your muse atm & i am incredibly open to all ideas.

[skyward-floored]

Heyheyheyhey guess what

https://archiveofourown.org/works/35312905/chapters/130286254

CHAPTER 14!!!

In which Wind fights with his tunic, and Warriors gets wedding nerves

[iridescentoracle]

thinking about several posts which i would link if tumblr would let me but alas and i'm kind of consumed with desire for a Canaan House AU where Cytherea talks to Dulcinea and Protesilaus before she kills them, tells them what Lyctorhood really means, explains that she genuinely believes all the murders she's planning to commit is because it's kinder to all of them than letting them become Lyctors, especially Dulcinea herself—and Dulcie says that she doesn't want to die but if that's what it's like then she certainly doesn't want to become a Lyctor either, and she's quite certain she's not the only one, and that if Cytherea explained the truth to the people she's planning to murder, not only would some of them not want to become Lyctors, they would side with Cytherea against God, that if she refrains from murder she could have help

and Cytherea looks at this girl who is dying, and who is in pain, and who reminds her of herself, and who still has her cavalier by her side, and almost goes through with her original plan just to rid herself of the feeling of looking into a mirror and hating it—but doesn't. and she agrees, and she manages to get off the ship despite some trouble on landing ("Dulcie is the best necromancer the Seventh has to offer at the moment but there was a rather dreadful incident and it seemed for a while there like she might not survive the trip, so I was here to take her place if things hadn't worked out after all, but truth be told I'm really not interested in becoming a Lyctor so you needn't worry about me—") and the very first evening the Seventh House delegation finds their way to the room of the Sixth House, and they tell them everything.

Things seem quiet for at least a few days, things going mostly like they did in canon (aside from a gradually increasing number of people making an effort to avoid Teacher, who I'm convinced thanks to one of those posts tumblr isn't letting me link was John's safeguard against anyone actually figuring out perfect lyctorhood when he wasn't looking), House after House in quiet meetings agreeing to side with Cytherea, necromancer after necromancer learning the price of becoming a Lyctor and turning their back on sainthood, and then--shit goes down.

(the rest under the cut because it gets much less coherent from here, and also this is already longer than i expected)

like, what precisely goes down is anyone's guess; the Sixth-and-company make a breakthrough re: perfect Lyctorhood being possible and Cyth loses it? the Eighth are told what (imperfect) Lyctorhood is and reject the idea so hard Teacher gets wind and John's safeguards are set off, whatever that looks like? the Third finds out and either Ianthe is like SWEET and immediately stabs Babs & ascends or Corona is like "sounds perfect Ianthe use me <3" and they have a giant blowup fight about it? the Fourth aren't in on the forming let's-kill-God conspiracy but know they're being left out of Something and start snooping around and get into trouble?

also I have no idea what the Second think/do about any of this but presumably Judith at least doesn't react… well? especially to the bit where it turns out God is Just Some Guy and does things like [whatever Cytherea's petty grievance of choice à la eating peanuts in Cohort admiralty meetings would be], though, also, you know, all the Lyctorhood stuff and so on.

Also I'm kind of assuming that the Fifth & Ninth are told what's up pretty quickly & that goes reasonably??? smoothly?? but like. there's an awful lot of wiggle room in ''reasonably'' there, so who knows what's going down with Gideon and Harrow the whole time but presumably it is at LEAST rivaling canon in terms of being an absolute goddamn mess

I Just Think It Would Be Fun

Actually, maybe the Fifth (as clearly pretty reasonable adults here to start with, and as Team Let's Kill God quickly learns‚ a historian and her husband who were definitely about to figure Cyth out anyway) are told, but not the Ninth for a bit, if only bc Harrow is impossible to get ahold of and Gideon's got that whole vow of silence deal, and it's only after the whole thing where Harrow nearly gets herself killed working alone that the Sixth & whoever else finds her actually get the chance to be like "hey so we know you're hyper-catholic death cultists but have you ever thought about whether god sucks and we should kill him?"

…Cue Harrow having something of a spiral (once in private) about how she's about to fail the Ninth for good bc she can't become a Lyctor now so her entire existence is a war crime and all for nothing and the Ninth House will die with her (possibly cue the confession to gideon abt the 200 dead children etc), and also wondering what will happen to the Tomb and the Body if they actually do try to kill God

(to be clear she obviously does sign on to try to kill god she just needs time to have an existential crisis about the ninth first. she also probably has something along the lines of her end-of-Nt9 "well i'm still catholic but i guess i'm going to have to search the universe for god now" bc apparently john is not the god she believes in! but again, existential crisis time first)

and on a completely unrelated note I have no idea when Cytherea gets around to mentioning she happens to know Gideon's dad but uh. she sure does figure that out the moment she gets the sunglasses off which presumably still happens at some point even if it's delayed by, you know, all the everything else.

…ofc this does leave open the possibility that Harrow spends much of the story trying not to think about how she's pretty sure she's going to lose her best-swordswoman-the-Ninth-has-ever-had cavalier to Cytherea the First and gradually losing her mind about it

anyway i have no idea where things go from there except that presumably at some point John does turn up to meet "his" many new perfect Lyctors* and also Cytherea, and finds out (sooner or later) that most of "his" new saints are in fact already very much committed to the idea that it's time for the Emperor Undying to lose that prefix.

(*and the teens, and possibly new imperfect Lyctor Ianthe & absolutely furious Coronabeth depending on how that went down, and possibly some other non-Lyctors depending on whether anyone rejected the whole idea (the Eighth, maybe?), but y'know, getting to the point. also it sounded better)

also if anyone actually bothered reading this whole thing i'll link the various posts that inspired this in a reblog!! credit where it's due, a lot of this is very much Other People's Ideas that got squished together in my head

[capricioussun]

Question for yall - so, Lovefell deals in some pretty heavy, dark subject matter, and I don't ordinarily get too into stuff of that nature or details of it here, so if I make a doc for it, should I make a highly revised like. PG-13 version, or just provide a clear warning at the top?

[corrose]

My exit on the way to work today...

[rustchild]

i have never read anything that felt more like a callout of me specifically

[nemesis-is-my-middle-name]

the problem with this au is that it's fucking complicated is what it is. like to get to the actual point where the au happens you need like eight pages of explanation of hcs about cyllene backstory and the general state of the world during pla. none of which i have ever actually posted prior to this. so much upfront time investment and for what

[boneheadboner]

More stupid crack garbage abt shit I'll write someday, at 3AM because what is my life

Starring a crack rendition of Baggs and Sonia's first meeting.

Baggs: [Stumbles upon Sonia] What's this? A human I've never met before? Sonia: OH JESUS-- Baggs: [Cheeky] Yes, my dear?

Sonia: Sorry you uh spooked me and-- uh... Wait what? Baggs: ... I was being chee-- Sonia: WAIT WHAT??? Baggs: I-- hmmm.... I haven't quite-- Sonia: READING MINDS??? HYPNOSIS??? Baggs: [Understandably taken aback] ... Exuse me???????

Sonia: UH UH UH BAGGS-- SHIT. SANS??? WHATEVER YOUR NAME IS? My head is NOT a good place to peek into. Baggs: How the fuck did you know my-- Sonia: TRUST me on this one, Source; I LIVE IN IT. I'D KNOW. Baggs: .... Nevermind, you'll probably give an excuse, I'll check myself. Sonia: WAIT DON'T-- Baggs: It can't be that-- [Baggs proceeds to read her mind... Only to be overwhelmed with The Peanut Gallery of all Peanut Galleries, the entities. All trying to talk at once, and there's also some growing-louder eldritch voices sprinkled on top of the mental shit sundae]

Baggs: Sonia: Baggs: Sonia: Baggs: Sonia: I tried to warn you. Baggs: [DEEP INHALE] Baggs: My dear. Baggs: I am around at minimum fifty people a day. Baggs: With not only hearing their prattle out loud, but hearing their thoughts leak into my mind almost as loud as they speak. Baggs: And when you work in a well staffed laboratory, around many so-called brilliant minds, and their flawed calculations? Their absurd conclusions? Their completely off-the-wall, out-their-ass charts? Baggs: Hearing so much audibly and mentally on a daily basis would drive most mad. Baggs: And that, my dear, is nothing compared to how fucking loud everything I heard in your mind is for the mere moments I glimpsed into it. Sonia: I did warn you. Baggs: Yes, and I have a migraine now. But with that being said; Baggs: My STARS, How do you-- Are you fucking OKAY?! Sonia: .... You know, no one's actually asked me that, about that specific problem. Baggs: [Staring at Sonia and shaking his head slowly in absolute disbelief] Sonia: .... Mmmmm.... Y'know what? I don't think I am. Baggs: [IMMEDIATE SHARP INHALE AND MASSAGING HIS NASAL BONE] Sonia: Yeah.... Uh... I think I might need therapy? Oh... Ohhh... Maybe not. Yeah the things I've been through and seen? Sonia: [Hissing as she inhales through her teeth] Yeeeah I don't think there's a therapist that wouldn't immediately shove me into an asylum. Baggs: ... I think, without a shadow of a doubt, I'm doing you a favor.

[spockvarietyhour]

Good night tumblr

[edgarallen-foe]

i've always been a crier. always. i don't remember if it bothered juno, if he found it annoying.