#but also Jackie is excited

[hopeful-hellion]

MY BRAIN IS EXPLODING/POS

[rickybaby]

Daniel was in Sydney for DR3 wines (via IG stories and Media-Mode.com)

Ricciardo said his love of wine was a family affair, starting with his grandparents making their own drink with limited success.

“This is something that puts a smile on my father's face because he grew up with an interest and passion for wine,” said Ricciardo.“His parents made wine in their garage, but I used to call it vinegar.“Look, I'm new to this, and I don't expect to know everything, but they've allowed me to pursue the experience I'm looking for.”

“We make sure no one calls it vinegar.” (x)

[carmillas-girlfriend]

[Source for this wonderful picture of our favorite fisherman here.]

Calling in two experts for this one: @thefandomeffect-noah and whoever is behind @ask-uncle-fang

And also me, I'll share my expert Fang opinion in the tags as well.

[cowboyinternist]

what makes sam and jackie compelling/interesting as a ship to u? /gen :O (not related to anything ive been meaning to send u this ask for a while and only just got round to it lol)

i think a big part of it is that the way jackie talks about sam makes them a lot more interesting as a character?

because objectively, sam sucks! as we see them about 90% of the time, they’re incredibly self serving and negligent. and that’s putting it in as simple terms as possible.

but we get these small implications as time goes on that there’s something beyond that! which is most notable in the interaction they have with dana in episode 83 (another thing i could talk about for a million years (i could also go on a whole other tangent about how them showing their face is another really huge example of this but that’s off topic rn)). but none of them are necessarily set in stone, outright saying who they are. like MAYBE sam isn’t completely horrible, but who can really be sure?

but then Jackie says this in it devours,

sam is nice! really nice, actually! outside of the specific context of them being the sheriff and instead them,,, fundamentally as a person. and it isn’t like jackie is this one off character whose judgment we can’t trust. we spend an entire book getting to know her! and i feel like jackie is reliable in this aspect, especially post novel 1. this is the first and really like,, ONLY time we get info on sam from somebody who actually knows them personally. and interestingly enough, the next time we get insight on this aspect of their character, it can be linked back to jackie. they only decide to stand up against the university of what it is once they threaten josh, who is jackie’s half brother. and it is IMMEDIATE they are,, FRONT and fucking center in that movement. like their relationship is so interesting because jackie saying something as simple as that shakes up everything we know about this character.

and this all makes it very interesting to explore just,, what makes sam so fucking horrible outside of that? like what is it that drives them to be that way. and there are so many possible answers to that question and i have my own extensive thoughts on that but again,, off topic.

i love it all so much because it plays into the major themes of perspective that wtnv has? which i think is my favorite thing about the podcast. cecil has his own perception of sam, so does dana, so does jackie. and none of those perceptions are necessarily false, because they’re based on those people’s individual experiences.

also i enjoy the way their relationship is foreshadowed in the novel because i think that with the way she describes it, sam is like the LAST character you’d expect her to end up with lmao.

but yeah TLDR; i find them compelling because sam is absolutely awful and jackie is not, but she describes them as a really nice person anyways ^-^

[septnautical]

"I heard you shout. Nightmares again?"

I think this could fit schneep and Marvin?

(Used this as an opportunity for a big reveal of some new stuff for Marvin! Happy Mermay!!)

Another night- another horrible nightmare plagues Marvin’s mind. They always feel so real…

This one is… different though. He’s staring at… a version of himself. Himself stuck in his warper state- those bright pink alien eyes staring straight through him. He watches his other self get stiffer- become more robotic- and he feels himself following after. He panics- wanting to fight the sensation but his body is locking up. The warper him just barely tilts his head towards Marvin before speaking.

“Why are you denying what we are?”

“W-What?!” Marvin stammers in fear.

There’s no emotion on the other him’s face, “We are not like the other hybrids. We are not organic, we are not human. We are machines, made to serve a purpose. Why do you keep denying what we are?”

“Because I’m more than that!” Marvin shouts back, “Warpers may be machines but I… I'm me! I’m Marvin!”

“Your feeble attempts to cling to your humanity are making you weak,” The warper him says, “A human mind has so much potential. So much to unlock. You could be more powerful than any warper ever made. Maybe even on par with the architects. Yet you turn away from what you could be. Why?”

It suddenly warps so it and Marvin are face to face, pink eyes meeting teary blue.

“Are you afraid, WH-005?”

And for a moment… the voice sounded just like Zeke’s.

Marvin shoots awake and gasps, pushing himself up in the sand to shakily try to breathe. Fresh water over his gills seems to calm him down as he grips over his heart. His… heart that he can see through his chest- beating and pumping blood. But, he feels so disconnected from it. Like his body was turning into metal. And it scared him to his very core.

He yelps in surprise and fear as he feels a gentle hand on his shoulder. Then, he sees a goggled face and relaxes some. It’s just Henrik…

“I heard you shout…” The stalker hybrid says quietly, “More nightmares?”

Marvin is quiet but then slowly nods. His voice cracks a bit as he mumbles, “…t-they just keep getting worse, Hen… I-I…!”

Henrik is quick to wrap up the younger brother in a hug and shushes him gently. “It is only a dream, Marvin… they cannot hurt you.”

The warper mer is quiet in his arms for a few beats, trying to find comfort in his embrace. But the dream still lingered like poison in his mind. He pushes himself out and swims upward. “T-That’s just it, Hen! It’s… it’s not just a dream… I-it’s things I’ve been worried about- worried that I’m… I’m too different f-from…!” He cuts himself off as he bites his lip, trying not to let tears linger in his eyes.

“M-Marvin what are you-?” Schneep tries to say. But Marvin hurriedly swims past him, towards the mouth of the cove.

“I- I need to look for answers…!” Marvin says quickly then warps away before Henrik can even get up to chase after him.

———

Marvin appears in the lost river and he blinks in confusion. “…why… am I here?” He asks, his voice echoing slightly in the dark cavern. He shudders, holding his arms tight around him. He hates it down here… here is where Zeke-

You want to find answers, right? A thought echoes through his head. And with the thought comes a feeling. Pulling him forward. Like an instinct. A need.

Marvin trembles, his tails juddering in place. But, maybe there were answers here somewhere. He shakes his head and swims after the feeling, going towards the strange alien-like arches that lead to his destination.

Though, whatever this feeling is… it’s not leading him to where Zeke had him. That was a small white suit wreck- a crude Alteran attempt at making warpers themselves… at least from what he can remember. It was all really fuzzy. But now… this is leading him to a really scary looking building. One that it seems even the white suits don’t touch. Probably because it looked like it was destroyed by… something. Something big. And the entire thing was submerged underwater. Which served Marvin just fine.

Still- looking at the strange glowing green structure hidden amongst the darkest parts of the Lost River sent shivers down the warper’s spine. But, he swallowed his fear and swam inside.

Inside was a confusing labyrinth of architecture he had rarely seen. Strangely glowing and… there were so many things locked behind glass structures. Marvin swam into an open room and gasped as he saw fuana specimens tacked onto displays. He felt sick as he saw a rabbit ray… and a huge egg that kinda reminded him of Anti.

He quickly swam out of that place- seeing massive claw marks scratched into the walls and dents of damage. But soon enough he entered a place that felt way too familiar… yet like nothing he had ever seen before.

It was horrifying… an expansive room filled with- warper parts. Several parts just left in construction- an inactive warper discarded and thrown on the floor, leaving that horrid green cage open. Just like the one that Zeke kept him for weeks, back in that wrecked Alterra copy. Clearly it had been a poorer copy of this. This… this is where the original warpers must have been made.

Seeing this all has Marcin’s heart pounding wildly, his skin raked with goosebumps. Still… this place had to have the answers he was looking for, right? The answer to what he was… was he human? Was he a machine? Was he too different from his brothers? …looking around this place though, he’s not sure this has the answer he wants to hear.

As he swims forward into the lab he tries to look around for something… he’s not exactly sure what. Surely there must be information in here… like a PDA or something?

When suddenly, his tail brushes against some kind of dark cube with glowing green lines- and lights and machines start to glow and whirl around him. Marvin freezes and whips around to look- only for some of those green metal bars and wires to crash into him and hold him in place. Marvin instantly starts to panic and fights against the cage, “no no!! Not again! L-Let me go!!”

He tries to warp but whatever this stuff is made of is suppressing his powers! He feels panicked tears welling up in his eyes and tries to struggle out more, using his claws to try to get out but the cage grabs his arms and pulls them taunt to the side. Ringing is starting up in his ears, he left his mask at the cove! He can’t lose himself here! But he feels his second pair of eyes trying to open, feels his warper instincts trying to claw their way to the surface through his panic.

One of the 4 pronged fabricators creaks loudly across the ancient ceiling as it comes to rest in front of Marvin. A blue light washes across his body, scanning him. Then, a robotic voice garbles out, almost too glitched and corrupted to understand:

‘Warper agent active but incomplete. Processing power not at full capacity.’

“What?! W-What does that mean?? P-Please just let me go! I’m not just a warper I-I’m-!” Marvin sobs. But the machines don’t listen. The fabricator arm zooms around Marvin- then latches onto his neck, inserting sharp tips under his armor.

‘Detecting damage in miniaturized phase chip. Warper agent’s self-repairing technology impaired. Reactiviating-‘

A sharp shock goes through Marvin’s nerves as his back arches and he lets out a strangled gasp of pain. Something in his blood seems to pump faster, feels… different. The… the ringing… is it getting… quieter?

‘Self repairing technology back online.’

Then, the fabricator whirls and then soars over his head, latching attachments against his skull and digging in. He screams bloody murder and tries to thrash against the pain but the cage tightens around him- holding him still.

‘Expanding processing power of Agent’s brain. Please stand by.’

The computerized voice says- now clearer as if talking directly into Marvin’s mind.

Then, there’s nothing but bright blinding pain as something pushes into his skull and electricity fills up Marvin’s whole body. He’s not sure if he’s screaming or not- he feels completely detached from his body. All he can feel is the pain as something is pushed into his mind.

When he next wakes up he’s laying down on his back on one of the tables inside the warper facility. He doesn’t even remember passing out… he groans and holds his head. It’s aching and pounding. But then as he looks out- something in his vision has changed.

He sees- words. Human words. But he can fully read and understand them now. Everywhere he looks he sees things start to get highlighted in blue, like they’re being scanned before information pops up to explain it. Just like a white suit machine. Marvin screams and tries to scramble away but- he can’t escape it! It’s all he can see!

He curls up and holds hands over his eyes, sobbing hysterically in fear. “W-What is this?! W-What’s happening to me?!”

Then, he stiffens slightly and pink blooms in his eyes as words start to fill his mind. It hurts- it hurts and he tries to fight it but there’s just urge to just- repeat the words! Say them outloud- he needs to he’s programmed to-

“Warper agents' brains and central nervous systems been digitally augmented with advanced processing power and remote communications.” Marvin says in a robotic drone, eyes glazing over slightly as the information slips from his lips.

Once he’s done, the pink fades from his eyes and the pressure lightens as he gasps. His limbs begin to tremble again, no longer stiff and robotic. He claps his hands over his mouth and chokes on a sob. That fabricator- it did something to him! Did it make him even more like a warper? More like a machine?!

Marvin rockets off the platform and back out into the rest of the facility- the rest of its freaky secrets blurring around him in his panic. The second he feels like he can warp again he does- crashing into the wall of the cove with a loud thud.

Soon enough Jackie comes into view and tries to help Marvin up, “Marvin?! Marv what’s wrong? Are you okay?!”

The touch is electric, it’s too much- it feels like Marvin’s nerves are on fire! He pushes Jackie away from him and curls up, “D-Don’t touch me!”

Jackie looks hurt, “What? Marvin-!”

More bodies start to swim closer, Marvin can feel Jamie’s tentacles and hear Schneep’s panicking. Another hand tries to touch him and he shoves it off. “Stop please just- stop…!”

“Marvin, I need to see what is wrong…!” Henrik tries to say, “Is your head hurting? Do you need your mask?”

“M-Maybe we should call for Danan?” Chase suggests shakily.

Marvin tries to look out at his brothers- and he gasps as he sees his vision start to scan them. Messages pop up, showing their designations. No no- Marvin didn’t want to see those! He whimpers and the others tense as they see flickers of pink in his eyes.

“Anti, get Marvin’s mask, quickly!” Henrik shouts. The sea dragon hesitates then grabs the mask and hurries over to hand it to Marvin. “Here,” Anti whispers, looking slightly worried.

But all Marvin can see is Anti’s designation- SE-004. And the notes of ‘return to HQ at all costs.’ Marvin chokes on a sob and curls up as much as he can, digging claws into his head as he shouts out, “no no! G-Get- GET AWAY FROM ME!!”

As he shouts this- suddenly, his mask and any lingering tech around the cave start to glow with blue light. Then, they start to float in the water despite their weight. The boys all watch this in awe. Until- the objects all shoot off in different directions, causing even more crashing sounds.

Marvin dares to look up, his eyes glowing blue now instead of pink. The others stare at him with confusion and a bit of fear.

“M-Marvin…” Schneep whispers, “…what did you do?”

[rabbit-rays]

updated signal to noise refs after about a million years!!! some design notes under the cut

the pouch that jackie wears was made by one of their partners (august), and they still carry it in the synapse, just under their waders.

they carry a foldable version of their cane in the synapse, which is attached to their belt. they use their cane for pain managment, as their right leg is a prosthetic.

the coat emily wears is multipurpose: she is a shephard, and her family is a family of weavers, and this coat is part family heirloom, part protection from weather when out with the flock, part anchor in the mar, and part advertisement for her family's weaving. the patterns on the coat are perpetually embroidered over by subsequent generations, and each panel has a typical role in overall storytelling (which i'll elaborate on later). part of the goal of this is for people to see it, be impressed, and seek her family out for weaving: the two panels on her lapel essentially show her address LOL

she continues to wear this coat in the synapse because of it's role as anchor: especially to shepherds in lariat, one of the most efficent ways to make it through the mar and come out the other side is to keep a memento of the home you intend to go back to with you. this coat is her anchor home, and it's a damn powerful one!

melanie has a panel she embroidered as a child on this coat still, even though she has otherwise left the family. it's emily's hope that this will keep her safe too!

melanie's day to day wear is her uniform for the scholastic order she is a part of, the eschatolagy-kimeoptosis presage (or the ekp). she's a mid ranking member of this order, which is why her robes have multiple layers - new members get extremely simple single robes, and the highest ranking members can have upwards of a dozen layers to their robes.

her synapse outfit similarly denotes both her rank and her specific position on the team: she is a cartographer, a specialized and highly respected role (given that cartography of the mar is essentially impossible). the cape she wears is made of a layered fabric that she can use physically to keep notes on location as they go, and the rope at her shoulder is used for measuring spaces. the waterproof case she carries is where she keeps her official maps as they go! (the rope in the ekp uniform exists in reference to cartographer's uniforms, and not the other way around)

samira's coat isn't uncommon, but is out of season for the time of year the story takes place, and she essentially never takes it off. her various bags is where she keeps the fragments of her histories. unlike everyone else, she does not wear a physically different outfit in the synapse, she just wears her coat differently.

[merevide]

pls in my theatre class we have to compare a modern character in tv/film to a greek tragedy and then explain how they fit into the greek tragedy narrative…and ofc i thought of yellowjackets the problem is IDK WHICH CHARACTER TO PICK LMAO

[huffle-dork]

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JJ leaves the venue's stage area, walking out into the main entrance. It 's starting to get dark through the windows outside. Other crew members are heading out as well, chatting about how well the rehearsal had gone.

"Jems!" Marvin waves, grinning. "I t'ink t'at went well today, didn' it?"

JJ smiles back, walking over to the bench where Marvin is waiting. I think it did, too. But I'm exhausted. Even though he wasn't using any actual magic for the rehearsal, going through the same steps over and over again, pretending that he was, took a lot of energy.

"So exhausted t'at you didn' notice you're still wearin' the costume?" Marvin says, raising an eyebrow.

Oh. JJ looks down, realizing that he's still wearing the cape. He sighs. I forgot. This was the first dress rehearsal, I'm not in the habit of taking it off yet. Here. He digs into his pocket and pulls out the car keys, handing them to Marvin, who takes them. You can wait in the car if you want.

Marvin shrugs. "Better t'an waitin' all by myself in the entrance. You'll jus' be a minute, t'en?"

Yep. Be right there. I really just need to drop the cape off.

Marvin gives him a little salute. "Message me if anyt'ing comes up."

I will. JJ nods, smiling, and turns around, going back into the venue.

The lights are all still on in the auditorium. JJ quickly runs up the aisle between the seats and got onto the stage, passing behind the red curtain to the backstage area, where he could access the dressing room he was supposed to leave his stuff in (though that never stops him from keeping his stage mask with him at all times.)

He leaves the main backstage area, heading for the back halls where the dressing rooms and prop storage places were... but then he stops. What's that? Is there a crack in the wall? Since when was that there? It definitely wasn't there at the start of the rehearsal.

Curious, JJ walks up to it. It doesn't seem to go all the way through the wall. He can't see through to the room beyond, just seeing blackness inside.

Suddenly, the crack widens. It makes no noise but the movement is so unexpected that JJ jumps back in fear. There's a breeze coming from the crack. No, wait. The air is going into it. Into this black space beyond the crack.

JJ turns and starts to run. He's not sure what's going on but he knows bad news when he sees it! But it's not enough. He feels himself getting pulled backwards. Frantically, he tries to think of a spell that will help--maybe if he blocks it off? But any magic he sends that way just gets sucked into the fissure.

And before he knows it, he's pulled in as well.

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"Are you sure you don't want to come, Jackie?" Frederick asks, waiting at the front door to the house.

"I mean... I'll go if Chase wants me to." Jackie glances over at Chase, also hanging around awkwardly at the front door.

"N-no, that's fine, really." Chase shakes his head. "This is... it's my business."

"Yeah, and? You're my friend, so you're my business," Jackie says.

Chase laughs. "Thanks. But no, really, it's fine, I-I'm sure these magician guys are, uh... trustworthy. I mean, if you're dating one, they have to be."

"Wh--we didn't say--You don't--H-how'd you figure it out?" Jackie stammers.

Chase grins. "You two are pretty obvious."

"No we're not," Jackie grumbles.

"Ooookay, let's head on out, we want to get there soon," Frederick says, hurriedly changing the subject before Chase can notice his blush. "Come on, Chase."

"Right." Chase nods. "I'll see you later, Jackie."

"See you." Jackie waves. "Bye, you two. I'll still be here when you get back."

Frederick chuckles, and opens up the front door. "Be back soon, hopefully." And he and Chase head out.

Jackie watches them get in the car and leave through the living room front's window. He's really glad that Chase is recovering after all the shit Marvin and Jameson put him through. It can't be easy. Apparently the ABIM healers were stunned at how deep the mental magic went. But now, about a month later, he's almost back to his old self. Almost. Jackie still notices him blanking out a lot. But that'll heal with time.

This will be the first time Chase is actually going to an ABIM place for an appointment. Previously, Frederick arranged it so that the healers would come to the house. But Chase told him this week that he's ready to start leaving. That's a good sign, Jackie thinks.

He looks around the living room, unsure what to do now. No, wait. Maybe now that he's alone he can get some exercise done without worrying about bothering the other two. Yeah. That works out. He grabs his staff from the table by the front door--uncollapsing it in the process--and makes sure that he's standing far from anything that can be knocked down.

...wait a minute. What's that?

Jackie stops, staring at the middle of the room where something... black has appeared It like of looks like a spot where wallpaper's started to peel... but it's in the middle of the air. Where there's no wallpaper. Or wall. "The fuck?" he mutters, pulling out his phone to call someone about this.

The rip expands quickly, a yawning black hole in the middle of the room. Jackie jumps and quickly backs away, not wanting to take his eyes off it. A breeze rushes through the room as the air is pulled towards the rip--and Jackie can feel himself being pulled as well. He puts his phone and staff away, grabbing onto the doorway--fuck keeping an eye on it, he needs to get out of here!

But it's too fast for him. The pull increases rapidly, and Jackie just can't hang on. He flies back through the air and disappears into the blackness.

=========

It's a quiet night tonight. There's been a lot of rain lately, but today, Schneep doesn't hear the familiar sound of rain against the windows. Only the sound of the tap running as he washes up the plate and glass he used for dinner. He's found that it's helpful to get that done right away, so that he knows where all the dishes are.

He turns the tap off and grabs the towel from its spot next to the sink, drying up the dishes. It really is quiet tonight. He can't hear his neighbors in the flats above or below, and he hasn't gotten any texts or calls from his friends. Well, that's fine. One quiet night might be just what he needs.

After putting the dishes away, he heads to his office and starts booting up his computer. He's really happy that Chase helped find a good screen reader, it's been such a blessing for his online studying.

...The hair on the back of his neck prickles.

Schneep spins around. "Hello?" he calls, despite knowing that no one is in the flat with him. Even though he wouldn't be able to see them, he would be able to sense their souls.

But if it's not a person, then why does he feel like something's... wrong?

Is it that breeze playing through the room? The office doesn't have windows, so did he leave one open somewhere else? He starts walking back out of the office--and then stops as alarm bells ring in his head all of a sudden. He gasps, stumbling back. What's happening?! Why does he suddenly feel like something is wrong?

Hold on a minute. Why does he feel like something pulling him forward?

He scrambles backwards, instinctively reaching to the side for a weapon--but then that wrong feeling grows stronger and he stops. He has to get out of here! He has to--maybe he can jump away? He tries to, using that strange magic that allows him to teleport places--

But oh no, that just made it worse. The pulling is stronger--did he get closer?! "H-help!" he gasps out, reaching for something to grab hold of--

But then he loses his balance. He feels something pull him back... and then he starts to fall. Down through darkness that he cannot see.

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The darkness doesn't end of course for Schneep- but after a long fall he finds himself falling onto hard solid ground. But it's... almost plush? Like a soft carpet.

Then, the sound of a door swinging open is heard- followed by a confused whine. That whine quickly morphs into a bark that comes barrelling towards Schneep- and the fuzzy mass crashes into him, almost pinning him down for a second. Then, it pauses- almost... confused.

"Sahne! What on earth are you doing?!" Schneep hears a voice call. ...why does it sound like him?

Schneep yelps, pushing the dog back—because clearly it's a dog. He scrambles backwards, heart pounding, adrenaline immediately spiking. It's fine it's fine dogs are friendly it's just a normal dog it just wanted to be friendly— "A-ah... H-hello?" he calls out, turning towards the voice, sensing a person there. "I-I am sorry, I—I did not mean to intrude—"

"I am so sorry!" The voice cries, hurrying towards Schneep and the dog. "She normally does not lash out like that! Sahne- bad girl!" He scolds gently, sounding quieter as his head is pointed towards the floor. The dog makes a slightly pitiful noise.

Then, there's the sound of shuffling as the man gets up to his feet, "I am sorry...! are you hurt-" Then, there's the sharp intake of breath. "Oh Heiliger Strohsack! You- you are looking just like me!" The man suddenly giggles brightly and goes to grab Schneep's hands in his own, "Are you another doppelganger!? Wow! Are you also called Henrik, then?! You must be, ja?"

"N-no, I am fine, I promise." Schneep pats himself down. "Do not blame the dog, I am sure I just appeared out of nowhere... wait, H-Henrik?" He processes what the stranger just said. "Yes, I—I am. Another doppelganger? Wait, are you—am I--?" He squeezes the stranger's hands and laughs a little. "I am sorry, this is... very disorienting for me. I-I am blind, actually. So if I look like you, I must take your word for it. Where... am I?"

"You are?!" The other Henrik gasps, "Oh! ... I am so sorry- if it helps I am deaf- a bit better now but..." He laughs, "If you'd like to ... i dunno- feel around to confirm, you can! But, yes! I am... lets see differences, differences- Oh well, I have teal hair instead of your brown. And- oh! I am taller! And- oh i quite like your coat..." He shakes his head, "Ah- that probably is not helping...! Uh- This is a city called Brighton! And this is my flat, and I am Henrik von Schneeplestein but you know that~!" He giggles again, swinging their hands, "But all my friends call me Henny! If that helps- I know all our similar names must be confusing! Where are you coming from?" He asks brightly.

Schneep can feel Sahne curling around his feet, sniffing at his pants and shoes. Her tail is wagging- he can tell by the loud thumps as it hits the couch that's next to where he fell.

"Ah... Brighton, yes, I have heard of that place, i-it is not too far from my home in Mirygale," Schneep says slowly, shuffling slightly as he feels the dog at his feet. "But I think... I am very far right now, yes? Hold on a moment." He reaches to the side, wondering if his abilities still work. They seem to, as he finds his cane quickly and pulls it out. To Henny, it looks like Schneep's hand disappears into thin air and then reappears holding a white cane. "It is nice to meet you, Henny," Schneep says, giving him a small smile. "I-I have never met another me... I am assuming that... this is some other world?" He finds the nearest wall with his hand and starts feeling out the rest of the area with the cane.

Henny gasps in delight as he sees Schneep's cane appear. "Oh! You have magics too! how funny!" He starts to wander a bit after Schneep but in tighter circles to not get in his way, and pushes and leads Sahne away as she tries to trail after him too. "Oh yes is it very strange is it not? I am more used to this now though, I think. Ever since my friends Alt and Chase started to travel around so and even bring us along! But, I remember the very first time we appeared in a new world it was very very strange!"

As Schneep walks around, he loops across the living room and finds it a fairly tiny space. Looping around the couch he finds what feels like a bookshelf and then a window with potted plants sitting in the sun. Then, turning once he hits a corner there's an open door. Henny warns him quietly that that is the bedroom. Walking from there Schneep finds a low sitting entertainment center with a tv on it. Then, a dog bed. Following the rest of the wall, he feels a hallway- then from there leads straight to the front door where Henny and Sahne entered. Turning from there- he feels the slick tile of a kitchen... this place must be mostly open concept? And then a half counter with a couple barstools underneath before he finds the carpet and couch again.

Ah, okay, he's got the layout now. He's guessing this is an apartment of some kind.

"Alt and Chase?" Schneep repeats, eyes widening. "Wait a moment! I know them! They came to our world! Me and my friends, I mean. Certainly gave us a surprise. And I am not sure it was, um, an entirely good time for them. This villain came with them, ah, Magnificent, but who cares about him. Th-they said they were lost—Alt and Chase, I mean—did they get home alright?"

"Oh they did??" Henny grins. He snorts at the comment about Mag and laughs, "Oh yes- do not be giving much thought to that mangy cat! Oh I wonder which world you came from then! Alt and Bro have been on so many adventures now! They started using that machine they had so often to visit places! If it was when they said they were lost.... maybe the first time? Hmm... they've told us about so many worlds now- Oh... but it broke recently-  the thingy. Alt has been so sad about it..." Henny seems to perk up and dig in his pocket. "Oh! I can text them! They would wanna know all about this!" Listening to Henny speak is almost like verbal whiplash- able to go from one emotion to another in a blink of an eye. Maybe he's a performer? 

Schneep laughs. "You are a fast speaker, hmm? Ah, not that I mind, of course. My friends are much the same way." He sits down on the sofa. "Yes, I remember they said they had a device, though at the time they didn't know how to work it. So sorry to hear about it breaking." Hearing that does send a shiver of anxiety down his spine. If the device to travel through worlds is broken... how is he going to get home? "Texting them would be wonderful. I'm sure they would at least have some insight into all this. I am not sure how I got here... I felt something pulling me, a-and then I was falling, and then I was here."

"Hm... that is unusual..." Henny comments, pacing as he texts, "I do not think I have heard of anyone coming here in such a way... oh- but Alt did mention there could be... rips? Rips coming but he also said do not be worried so- maybe not? Hm..." There's the rapid sound of clicking on his phone screen.

"Rips?" Something about that feels right to Schneep, though he couldn't explain why. "Perhaps that's what happened. I was in my office in my apartment when I felt that. Alone. I can think of no other explana—" 

A cool nose touches Schneep's hand and the sound of tail wagging can be heard on the floor. Then, a gentle slightly sloppery tongue tries to lick his arm. 

He yelps as he feels the dog tongue and quickly jerks his arm away. "A-ah... good dog. Good... Sahne, was it?" Cream in German. "That is a nice name. She is your dog, then. Does she have a light colored coat?"

"Sahne!" Henny gently scolds, like a father telling off a toddler kindly. Sahne barks in return, her tail wagging faster. Henny laughs, "Oh yes- she is a cream golden retriever! And she is mine- she is my hearing dog! For me deafness, you see. And I know, I know... not the most creative name but- it suits her!"

Schneep chuckles. "I bet she is a cute thing. And a good working pup." And friendly--completely friendly. 

Henny bends down and whistles, "C'mere you zukerpuppe~" He coos towards her and Sahne comes bounding over to him. He gives her lots of big pets, fluffing up her fur as Sahne makes little happy whines. "Oh yes sorry- you were in your apartment and you felt the rips? Hm... Alt might know about this... he is in a show right now though so- we might need to wait a bit for him to answer. ....are you hungry?"

Schneep tilts his head at the mention of food. He just ate dinner, but it would be rude to refuse an offer, wouldn't it? "Ah... perhaps a snack would be fine. Something small, I do not want you to go to too much trouble. Alt is at a show, you say? Is he a preformer or some kind or is he attending a show? That did not come up during their brief time in our world."

"Oh he is a performer!" Henny say proudly, "He makes illusions in the uh... oh... what do they call it here now... the ravvvehhs?" Henny butchers the word as he waves his hands, "Oh! The big places with all the lights and flashing and drinking and dancing- Alt says its loud but, I only feel it. He works in those places! He gets very into them so he's hard to get to when he is doing them." He chuckles. He pats Sahne's head and then points to her bed, "Sahne? Go settle in bed please." Sahne does what she's asked and flops down onto her bed. But, when she looks in Schneep's direction he can hear her tail thumping.

Henny's voice grows more distant as he walks to the kitchen, "Oh! Let's have some sweets! I think Jackie's kids made me some cookies..."

"Oh! Raves." Schneep laughs. "Yes, I think that does fit him! He seemed very energetic. I understand those can last a while, but this place seems comfortable, I am happy enough to wait. Cookies sound fantastic." He takes his phone out, going through the memorized motion to unlock it, and then he realizes what Henny said. "Your... Jackie has children...?" he asks quietly.

"Oh yes! 3 in fact, darling little things!" Henny giggles, "Oh yes-  I believe Juwel- oh, that's what I call our Jameson, is over on a playdate with them right now!"

"Three? Huh." Schneep goes quiet for a second, thinking. "I cannot see my Jackie having one child, let alone three." It's probably good that he doesn't. The events of the past couple years would've been hard on them. Then again, if he had kids, would any of it have happened...? He shakes his head. "Juwel? How sweet. I hope they are having fun."

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A couple blocks away, in a completely different apartment, Jackie falls into a... well its a scene for sure.

He's fallen into a big apartment in what looks like a living room. He's sitting on a carpet that's boxed on 3 sides by brightly colored leather couches. On the side not blocked by seats is a big gaming entertainment center, filled to the brim with gaming consoles and all sorts of games. The bright blue carpet he fell on looks like an ocean- and is littered with toys and stuffed animals, and... teacups? Following the trail of empty plastic teacups and fake food- oh, and some real food on plates, Jackie's eyes meet... his own. They stare at him, big and wide like the saucer he's holding. ... but he couldn't be more different than the ex-vigilante. Besides, the same blue eyes, red hoodie, brown hair and general face shape and body- this Jackie has his hair up in pigtails, scribbles of a child's attempt at makeup on his face. He's wearing a tutu and has a plastic crown on his head. He's holding a saucer in one hand, a fake teacup in the other. He blinks comically at the stranger from where he's sat crossed legged.

Two little girls are sitting next to him on either side. One looks just like him- same fair skin and brown hair (though his copy's has some green dye fading at the end of his bangs) and she's dressed in a mixture of a superhero costume and a hastily put on dress. The other one is a lighter brunette and a bit older, wearing some plastic jewelry on her fingers and in her hair. She gasps as she sees the other man. The tinier brown haired girl however laughs in delight and points at Jackie, "Daddy! Daddy too!"

".... okay yeah- this... this is happening-" His copy deadpans.

Jackie scrambles to his feet, quickly taking in the scene. "Hah. Um. Hi? I just—hello?" This is a lot. His eyes dart around. Maybe this is an illusion? No, there are all the little details that you'd expect in real life. So—he just fell through a black rift of some kind... and ended up somewhere else? With another him? ...Wait a moment. "Oh! Oh, you're the other—oh." He slowly raises his hands, showing he means no harm. "I, uh... I just kinda... showed up here? I'm not—don't mind me. I think I'm not supposed to be here. S-sorry for interrupting your, uh..." He gestures at this ridiculous sight before him. Wait, did one of the kids call him 'daddy two'?

"Hey! Me and Dr. J are done with the cakes!" Another younger voice calls out, rounding out from an open door near a nicely tucked in counter dining space with tall bright red stools. Kinda like a diner, with a window space like where you place an order. "Ollie tried to eat all the frosting!"

"I did not!" Another smaller male voice calls out, and a small boy with black hair and glasses comes out, licking a spoon with bright pink frosting on it, icing on his face and fingers. He freezes as he sees the new man in his living room. "...whaaaa?"

"Ow! Ollie!" The other voices exclaims as she bumps into the frozen boy's back. This girl is older than the other two by a long shot- long dark hair bundled up in braids. She's wearing a sparkly rainbow dress with a kitten apron on top, and a black beanie-baby kitten on her shoulder. "Why did you stop in the middle of the-" She then looks up and screeches in slight fear and almost drops the tray of tiny cakes she's holding. "S-Stranger!"

"No Stranger! Daddy!" The littlest girl says happily, clapping her hands. She then makes grabby hands before trying to push herself up to her feet. The strangely-dressed Jackie yelps and pulls the small girl into his arms and jumps to his feet. "Ohh no Penny- let's wait a second...!"

Jackie looks a little overwhelmed by all the new people showing up. He backs away, keeping his hands up. "H-hey I'm just—I'm not—" 

The other Jackie’s eyes widen as he takes in the look of him. "You're... from another world...? Oh! Oh- you're... you're the one who-" He swallows shakily and backs up, holding Penny to his chest protectively. "okay uh... hi? Shhhh... itake- okay uh... how did you get here... exactly?"

"What's all the commotion?" A gentle voice joins last, wiping his hands on a tea towel. This man is dressed quite professionally, slacks and a nice sweater over a buttoned top. But, he also has a too-small-for-him kitten apron on as well- and a slightly askew crown on his head. He has brown hair and round speckles and a brown neatly trimmed mustache. He looks up and then pales slightly at the sight of the visitor, staggering back. "...y-you're-!" He grabs the kids' shoulders in front of him quickly- quick enough to knock the ridiculous crown off his head  and tries to pull them back towards the kitchen, looking fearful.

Jackie flinches a bit at the other Jackie's reaction, and even more so at the other Jameson's more extreme actions. But... well, it's not exactly undeserved, is it? Given how things went when these guys came into his world. "I'm not... I-I know what you're thinking, but I-I'm not going to hurt you. I'm not—I don't—" He swallows a lump in his throat. "I don't know how I got here. There was this... I-I don't know how to describe it, it was like... someone tore a hole in the air? And it sucked me in. And now I'm here. I-I'm really not going to hurt you, I promise..." His voice gets quieter and quieter as he talks.

Jackieboy's eyes widen. "...a hole? ...fucking shit-!" He then cringes and looks down at his kids. "... don't tell mum I said that and never repeat it, got it?" He then looks back at Jackie with understanding eyes. "... the rifts found you. And they brought you here..." He then looks to Jameson and then back at Jackie. His shoulders deflate a bit as he sets Penny down. "...it's okay Jay I... I think he's good. ...Alt did say this one was a lot nicer last time he saw them."

Dr. J doesn't look entirely convinced but he lets the other kids go. Ollie stays by Dr. J's side- and soon the older brunette girl runs over and goes to hide behind the doctor's leg. But, she peeks out her head to watch curiously. Dr. J hugs her close, and pats Ollie on the head.  The older girl reaches up on her toes to put the cakes down on the counter and then approaches the stranger. Her bright blue eyes sparkle slightly, so much like her dad's. "Are you one of the other versions of my dad that Alt met?! Oh! He and Uncle Chase have been telling us all about your adventures!!" She sticks out her hand for him to shake, "I'm Kelsie! Kelsie Mann!"

Jackie jumps in surprise as the girl walks over to him. He's not used to kids approaching him. Especially now that he has all these scars. Chase used to joke that the kids could sense he was scary, but that really upset Jackie so he quickly stopped with those sorts of comments. "O-oh, um...hi, Kelsie," he says awkwardly, trying for a friendly smile. "Y-yeah. That's exactly what I am. Um... you can just call me Jackie, if you want." 

"Kels sweetie- give him some space to breathe..." Jackieboy warns gently. He looks back at the other him and knits his eyebrows in concern, "... I dunno how the rifts work exactly but... uh- you haven't happened to be like- doing a lot interdimensional travelling recently...? Cuz- that's what did it for us... I think. Honestly- it was super confusing for me..."

Jackie looks over at his other self. "Um... no? It literally just opened up in my house—well technically not my house, but I live there with my—a-anyway, I don't know what the fu—frick is going on." And now he looks at Dr. J. "I'm um... not here to... do anything. I'm just... I-I should probably get home. Other me, do you know anything about these... rifts, you said? Do you know anything about them? Are they just gonna appear? Do you think they might've—might've pulled anyone else from my world here?" Holy fucking shit he hopes they didn't. That would cause all sorts of problems. Chase might start blanking out again if he got pulled to another world suddenly, Schneep wouldn't be much better, and not to mention what Marvin and Jameson might do to get back home.

Jackieboy looks worried, "...that's really not good then... I-I only thought we got sucked into them cuz we were strangers in those worlds ahhh frick- I'm not equipped to handle this! Lemme- lemme try to call Alt uh- h-hold on." He pats at his pockets underneath the big frilly tutu he's wearing and then jumps over the couch like the parkourist he is, shouting as he rushes down the hall. "I left my phone in my office hang on!!"

Dr. J nods slowly, "... I can tell from your demeanor... your body language is genuine. Just... hard to see you with... all of..." He cuts himself off, hoping his meaning is got.

"Hah... no, i-it's fine," Jackie says to Dr. J. "I-I get it."

Kelsie doesn't seem put off by Jackie’s appearance, "Woahhh! Your hair is so long! Daddy says he had long hair once but Mum made him cut it off cuz he looked funny!" She giggles.

"What do you do in the other world...?" Ollie asks quietly, "... are you a daddy too? Or do you jump around like... like our daddy does. Jump and take videos?"

"Is that how you got those funny markings on your face?!" Kelsie asks.

Dr. J visibly winces, "Ah Kelsie... remember what they tell you at school... if someone can't fix something in a few minutes then we shouldn't comment on it."

Kelsie does look embarrassed as she steps back and hides her hands behind her back timidly, "Oh! ...I'm sorry Mr. Jackie..."

Jackie looks at all the kids. "Um—i-it's fine, Kelsie," he says. "You're little and still learning. Just, remember what Jameson said for next time. I... got these marks because someone hurt me. But that was a while ago. I'm better now." He tries for a smile. "As for what I do, I, uh... actually haven't figured that out yet." It's kind of true. Once he dropped out of college he never got another job, devoting himself wholly to the vigilante thing, depending on other people to help with the money stuff. ...holy shit, he was a freeloader, wasn't he? How come Chase or the others never complained about that? How come Frederick wasn't currently complaining? Well—the second one was more understandable, he'd been held captive for months, but still—

Meanwhile- it seems tiny hands are trying to reach up to dig through his pockets- tiny toes trying to scale his leg.

Jackie looks down. "What the...? Child?"

Penny is trying to climb up his leg and reaching to try to grab his staff in his pocket. Kelsie gasps and goes to pick Penny up, struggling a bit at holding the nearly two year old. Penny hiccups and makes grabby hands, wanting the shiny. "Ahh I'm sorry for Penny, Mr. Jackie! She's kinda grabby."

"Oh- That's okay. I just kinda thought you looked like a hero," Ollie says, shrugging. "Like Bro is. You're kinda all muscley like he is."

"Sorry you got hurt.... those look really owchy-" the other brunette girl says quietly. Dr. J smiles warmly and ruffles her hair, "...that's very kind, Alice."   

"A hero?" Jackie chuckles. "I mean--I'd like to be like a hero one day. But for now, I just... I get lots of exercise." He likes staying in shape. He likes that he's able to do that, and not... stuck somewhere. "It's okay about Penny, I just... didn't know kids that small could climb stuff. And thank you, um... Alice. That is very kind."

"Which world are you from again?? Alt has told us so much about them!!" Kelsie asks excitedly.

Dr. J winces again. "...I don’t know if he would have... said too much about this one..."

Jackie squirms a bit at the mention of his world. How to explain all the shit that went down there to a little girl? But luckily, his other self interrupts him.

Jackieboy yells out something in the other room then hurries back to the living room, looking miffed. He's taken off all the tea party clothes and fixed his hair though. "Alt isn't answering! The one time I need his sorry ass on his phone! He's always on it!"

"...didn't he have a show tonight?" Dr. J muses quietly.

"Ahhh frick! Of course he does! Arghhh!" Jackieboy yells in frustration. "Just when we need the wonder twins! Why are they both busy now?!"

“A show?” Jackie repeats. “Wonder twins? Oh, uh, that must be Alt and Bro, then? Yeah, they would know the most, wouldn't they?"

“Yeah- they’re kinda experts now. Alt more so. I think Chase gets it but it also goes over his head. I still barely get it…” Jackieboy grumbles.

“And Daddy went to a bunch of them too!” Ollie explains happily.

“Like the one with the mermaids!!” Kelsie adds excitedly.

“Merms, sunshine. They didn’t like being called mermaids,” Jackieboy chuckles.

Jackie shakes his head. "Well, um... I can just... go, if you want. I mean, we'll probably have to stay in contact cause you guys are the only people I know who'd have any idea about the universe stuff, but I could go find a place to stay in the meantime." Would his debit card work in another world?

When Jackie mentions going elsewhere Dr. J waves him off, “Nonsense… you should stay in one place. Or hm… let’s contact some of the others to see if they’ve seen anything…”

“Oh yeah… if there are guys from your world here-“ Jackieboy pales and quickly opens back up his phone, “I’ll try to get Bro but he’s on an Overdose case right now! So uh- try to see if you can get to Henny, Jay!”

“Already on it-“ Dr. J says, flipping out his phone.

"An overdose case...?" Jackie repeats, confused. Then he shakes his head. Clearly, this isn't the time to get fussed about details. "Um... if you guys are sure, I'll stay. I guess this Jameson is right, you're supposed to stay in one place if you're lost." Maybe he could try calling Chase? They got him a new phone and phone number recently. But he didn't know if calling worked in other dimensions.

While the two men are typing away and calling, Kelsie looks up at Jackie and then tugs on his jacket. “…while we’re waiting… do you wanna join our tea party? We have actual tea in the kitchen… and cakes!”

Jackie looks down at Kelsie. "Um..." Honestly, he's going to be super fucking embarrassed about being in a tea party. But he just can't bring himself to say no to that cute little face. "S-sure. I might not be very good at, uh, tea party stuff. But I can try. T-tea would be great, thank you so much for offering."

Kelsie giggles, “You don’t gotta dress up like Daddy did. He did that cuz he’s silly. And Alice bullied her dad to wear stuff-“

“It was gentle encouragement!” Alice calls with a bit of huff. Dr. J laughs.

“But you just looked like you could use something sweet for your nerves- that’s what I did for Alt when he first showed up here! We had cake then too!” Kelsie beams.

Jackieboy looks up at this and gasps dramatically, pointing at Kelsie, “That’s where the last slice of cake went!! I thought I went crazy!! You gave it to Alt??”

Kelsie bursts into giggles, “it was secret breakfast cake! We couldn’t tell you!”

“Betrayed by my own daughter… can’t even believe this…” Jackieboy mutters, going back to try to contact Bro.

Jackie chuckles at the familial banter. Man... if he had kids, would this be how it was like? He couldn't see that happening anytime in his future, to be honest, but maybe he'd warm up to the idea eventually. 

In the meantime, Kelsie hurries over to the kitchen and soon comes back with a true cup of tea and a small plate with a tiny un-iced bundt cake on it. She hands them to Jackie. “You can sit down on the couch to eat if you’d like! We don’t mind! Or the dining room is over there- or the chairs by the kitchen-“

Jackie looks down at Kelsie and takes the tea and cake. "Thank you Kelsie. I'll just sit on the sofa here, that's fine." He smiles and goes over to sit down. "Well... guess we just wait for a bit." He took a sip of the tea. Mm... usually he was more of a coffee guy, but sometimes tea really hit the spot.

This wouldn't be a bad place to wait, he supposed. He could handle staying here for a little while.

Ollie comes over to pick up Penny now, leading them both over to go play with some toys so Penny doesn’t try to steal anything else of Jackie’s.

Eventually, Jackieboy sighs and stuffs his phone in his pocket. “No use- I can’t get a hold of Bro…”

“Oh! I got a reply from Henny!” Dr. J says. Then he frowns in confusion and looks back at Jackie. “Um… Jackie… did the same thing that happened to you… affect Schneep in some way….? …some way that would make him… blind?”

"Huh? Oh, you mean to cause this?" Jackie gestures at his face. "Um... no, h-he was safe from that—well, safe being a relative term—wait, is Henny okay?!" He vividly remembers Schneep's reaction to his other self when these guys visited their world. Schneep had been very fascinated with there being another him, and very eager to try his hand at 'fixing' deafness. And with what Marvin and Jameson had done to Schneep, he'd be even worse now—!

“Huh…oh yes, he’s fine. ” Is all Dr. J says in reply. “Curious…”

“What is it Jay?” Jackieboy asks. “Is it the other Schneep?? The other you??”

“…I don’t think so. I think… could it be… someone else?” Dr. J looks up with confusion. “Henrik says this other him is… nice. A bit jumpy but- that’s because he’s blind. Uses a cane and everything ‘just like in the movies’.”

“What?? That… that doesn’t make any sense!” Jackieboy says in confusion, “…is this because of the rifts…? Are they just.. grabbing random people from other universes now?”

"I... y-yeah, as far as I know, that's not my Schneep," Jackie says. "Unless something... really drastic happened to him lately..." If Marvin or Jameson actually fucking blinded his friend he'll kill them. It won't matter what Frederick says, he'll fucking kill them. "I-I guess that bit about grabbing random people... is the best bet? Because... I-I can only think that he's from a third, different world." He shakes his head. "Should, uh, your Henrik bring him over here? So we're all together? Is that, uh, possible?”

The kids watch the adults exchange back and forth, all sitting on various parts of the rug and either eating some of the cake or playing with their toys.

The swaps exchange glances. Then, Jackie deflates with a sigh. “…I’ll call Stacy- she said she’s been wanting  more hours here than at her other job anyways… We’ll meet up in the studio office.”

“So funny that place has become a lot like a headquarters for these situations.” Dr. J chuckles, “Alright, kids- let’s clean up for now.”

Jackie hurriedly finishes up the tea and cake, almost choking in the process but managing to hide that fact. "Here, I can help." The sooner they clean up, the sooner they can head out, and the sooner Jackie can know what the fuck is going on here.

[obstinatecondolement]

Having a whale of a time sorting Hozier songs into "This is sung from Crowley's point of view about Aziraphale" and "This is sung from Beelzebub's point of view about Gabriel" with a third catch-all "I do not yet know how this relates to Good Omens, but I will continue to work hard and believe in myself" category.

[boycannibal]

also i got an autograph signed as jackie. obsessed‼️

[jackie-whisperwind]

the long awaited piece of my pumpkin head wiz is here! if you dont know what im talking about or need a refresher, here is the link to the post!

i love this blorbo so much and there was soooo much more i couldve typed and went more in depth on but i was scared it was going to be way too long lol. but either way im so happy to put this out! and if you guys have any questions or just wanna talk about it feel free to send me a message or an ask! :)

I’ve been lost for sometime now. Wandering the spiral in search for a reason. Doesn’t really matter what exactly it is, I just need it. At least that’s what my heart tells me, still beating after all these years. Aching for the earlier days when times were simpler. When days were filled with discovery and wonder. Finding ancient civilizations deep underwater, helping a king back to his throne; it all seems so simple now.

The only thing I wish I never found was shadow magic. No one tells you what it can exactly do to you. They just tell you it’s dangerous and if not handled carefully can come back to bite you. And that’s the extent of what you get. A cautionary tale without anything to give it cause. Not until it happens to you do truly understand it. Clueless until you find a completely different being staring back at you. So disfigured you fall backwards out of horror, scurrying away like a cat chasing a mouse.

Forevermore after that you’re changed. Even if you came out mostly unscathed, your mind never works the same. The spiral seems much darker and dim than you initially thought. All the good times seem to fade quickly into obscurity when faced with the horror that was created from your own hands.

That’s how it was for a long time at least. A seemingly unending bout of despair where the only culprit was myself. Spiraling so deep that it makes The Hive seem bright and cheery. But in those moments, where you are at the bottom all alone, do you find the thing you needed most.

In my case, it was a pumpkin. It may seem silly, why would a regular Halloween pumpkin be my saving grace. But the absurdity of it and finding it all alone felt too fitting. Maybe we can journey together and find new purpose. Grow past what we were made to do, and do what we wanted to do.

So I don the pumpkin, not so much as a mask, but as starting anew. No longer am I “The Young Wizard”. I am just Colby.

[rickybaby]

Daniel’s father talking about the Targa Florio and it’s connection with the Ricciardo family’s love for motorsport:

Joe was born in Sicily and credited the Italian island with planting the seeds of his family’s love affair with racing. “They used to have this huge race called the Targa Florio that was really big and famous from the 1920s right up to the mid-70s,” he said. “I was too young to remember but my dad tells me my grandfather used to put me on his shoulders and walk me down the hill to watch the cars as they came through. I think motorsport is in our DNA.”

+ Daniel on driving around his grandfather’s hometown:

“I would like to say … hey, I went racing around the streets where you [his grandfather] grew up. I passed your house, drifting … sideways, and I left some rubber just outside your front door.”

[evil-bean]

Bit of a controversial opinion: I actually like "Love and Monsters"

[cowboyinternist]

LET THEM KILL

[thunderxleafart]

Hey y'all! Thought I'd post something different this week! :D I 1000% blame @pinkibot for getting me into this. xD But I won't lie, the stuff good ol' Jacksepticeye is cooking up for the Egos, with IRIS and whatnot, has definitely caught my attention! There's a lot of mystery and intrigue and honestly I'm excited to see how their story plays out! So what better time than now then to draw two of my favourites? That being Marvin the Magnificent and Jackieboyman! :D I've seen so many great designs for them, though I based the way I drew them mostly off of their original appearances and Pinkibot's stuff! (Which is amazing by the way, you should definitely check it out! <3) And honestly? I'm really happy with how this turned out! The dramatic lighting in particular was a lot of fun to do, and I think it turned out really well! <3 A dark and mysterious night with the strange encounter of two masked fellas. Both could be harbouring deep dark secrets, yet they also find comradery in each other. Maybe even a little romantic tension? ;3 So why not have a little moonlight dance? You know, before Anti inevitably comes along and everything goes to hell! x'D 

The boys deserve to at least have a little fun before the world falls into chaos, after all! Anyways, I hope y'all like this! It's nice to take a break from the usual stuff every now and again and just try something new! Flex the artistic muscles, y'know? xD Don't worry, though, the Fnaf content isn't going away any time soon, and you can definitely expect more of it soon!~ ;3 But yeah this is entirely your fault, Pinkibot. So thanks a lot for providing me with a new kind of brainrot. x'DD (And I mean that in the best way possible!) That's it for now, though! As always, thanks for looking everybody!~ ^w^ And I'll see you again very soon! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Marvin the Magnificent & Jackieboyman (c) Jacksepticeye Art (c) Me! <3 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

[crystallllines]

my god churro is the lone woman performing amid a bunch of men saturday night

what a brave girl! ugh i’m so proud of her and also fuckin terrified that i’ll hate the set. it’s supposed to be edgy humor, so i’ll just brace myself to expect what i hear from josh on the regular, i guess. but churro also said she was doing a couple jokes about our grandfather (the bad one), and frankly THAT makes me worried about how i’ll respond to someone making jokes about… about what? what he did? the trial? my god, charity was just a little baby when all of that happened.

i want tomorrow night to be about her, though, not about how i feel about someone making light of an ordeal that tore our family apart and hurt so many people i love— including churro— you know? so, like, while i was definitely encouraged to only ever look upon that issue with the utmost seriousness (you have to be serious if you’re testifying in a criminal trial, uh, helloooo), i will do my best to have a sense of humor about it