#chai speaks into the void

[radiantroope]

I did a lil layout change because THE CHIEFS ARE GOING BACK TO THE BOWL BABYYY!!

I want be more active on here again. I miss this toxic ass website.

[cosmicasteroids]

Qsmp lore hcs and thoughts !

This is mostly character techno based so I’ll use Q!techno and also based around chayanne and some other things.

Phil mentioned that techno helped guide chayanne in the fight against ender!phil that lasted for like three days and I already had some like small lore on where technos been in the events of the qsmp character wise. Techno was a conduit for the blood god due to this the voices and everything onlt got worse with time and even healthy outlets fell through. Techno took this as a personal mission to bring his fight to the blood god in the spirit realm and left his own cloak and a note behind for Phil before leaving to go fight the gods themselves.

Thing is when techno won that fight and the blood god was slain there was now a new champion to take on the rule of blood and war kind of like a, ‘you kill the king you now are the new ruler situation’, you topple the god off his tower and now the realms deem you to be that god. Techno didn’t anticipate this and now is bound to be and become the new blood god and carry out his tasks and deeds and keep the realms in balance as the other gods. Bros just kind of winging being a god he didn’t come out here to be trapped in the spirit realm forever and become a immortal being, tis was not the plan.

In present day techno uses his god hood to watch over Phil and the his new family he has when the fight with the enderking happened between Phil and chay techno stood in to help guide chayanne through the whole fight where to stand how to hold his sword what to dodge when to strike he knew Phil better then anyone after all. Thing is after days and nights of this fight techno accidentally claimed chayanne to be the new blood god conduit a little soldier much how he was his entire life. Techno tried to speak with the gods saying it must be some sort of mistake but the gods told him it was simply fate. So techno took it in his hands to try to make chayanne better, stronger, and of more sound mind then he ever was using his mistakes of his past as simple warnings.

Of course when chayanne says he hears voices and has nightmares of war and slaughter and has this terrible need for violence Phil freaks out a bit. He’s seen all of this before he had a kid much the same toiled by blood and he’s watching closely to help like he did in the past nothing has changed.

Anyways besides story lore there’s also smaller bits of other little fun facts hc lore !

Only conduits of gods can see other gods, Phil is more likely to be able to see techno if he wakes up for a second during ender kings possession, unlike chay who can see him all the time. Phil is less blessed by a god and more being used like a puppet so he doesn’t have the luxury to see the gods as easily as chay would be able too. Chay can see the enderking wrapping himself around Phil and he hates it.

Techno is the new blood god but as such he kind of claimed the blood gods old memories from thousands of years and his powers making techno not the most sound of mind 24/7 he tries to be generally calm and teach about protection and defense but sometimes the voices beg for war and he can’t help the things he’s becoming (aka techno angst is real)

Will emerald duo ever reunite stay tuned cause gods can’t keep promises and even if the gods reach out and hold tight sometimes words can’t be reached by mortals of light.

Anyways I will make concepts of techno and chay for my lil hc lore au qsmp thing lol but I wanted to shout my thoughts into the void even if no one sees them. And if you do hope you enjoyed my ramble hope it made sense. If you have any questions you are free to ask but no pressure.

[circlique]

Chapter 4: Moonlight

Overall Rating: Mature (this chapter, Gen)

Archive Warning: Graphic Depictions Of Violence

Categories: Gen, Multi

Fandoms: Avatar: The Last Airbender

In the era of Kyoshi, a scrap of ancient history was discovered. Faded by centuries of dust and neglect, all that could be discerned from the tattered parchment was the words, “Dai Li’s agents brought balance to the chaos of Ba Sing Se.” It is from this that Kyoshi would find the inspiration to establish a new police force in Ba Sing Se in her era. But what of the original Dai Li? Thousands of years before Kyoshi, Kuruk, and Yangchen–a history all but lost to time–the world teetered on the brink. Nations one incident from all out war, environments destroyed by the greed of man, and spirits angered by the insolence of humanity. The spirits threatened to wipe them all out, unless the humans could make a change. From this chaos, a man named Dai Li attempted to unite the world. With his charismatic aura and strange bending abilities, he all but compelled his followers to complete devotion. His power spread, commanding total submission. His daughter, however, would ruin his plans. After his first fall, Dai Li, thought dead, faded into obscurity, and his daughter, granted a strange power by the last Lion Turtle, rose to fill the void of the absent Avatar. Ten years later, Dai Li would rear his head again, and Juno, knowing humanity under Dai Li’s rule would have no humanity at all, sought out her own band of benders to take on her father. With all their differences and flaws, she will have her work cut out for her as they face Dai Li’s enigmatic cult, their own demons, and the Avatar of whom no one speaks.

In this chapter:

The hallway was illuminated by the faint light of the moon shining in through the window at the end. The hallway was empty, but by the moonlight, he could see all the way down the hall into the common area. Across the suite, the doorway that led from the common area to the outdoor walkway beyond—the door that should have been locked—was ever so slightly ajar…and as Chai Li watched it, it slowly drifted shut.

Someone had been here.

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Prologue/Chapter 1 - Chapter 2 - Chapter 3 - Chapter 4

[insanitybl00m]

I was debating making this a oneshot but I will start crying if it is a oneshot sooo here take my little idea from the void of my brain

(update from future bloom: I made it a oneshot, you are about to read the oneshot)

When Phil woke up the nest was empty. Mushroom hat discarded, Skull mask abandoned. He clung to the hope that maybe the kids were just playing in the rose sanctuary but his calls echoed with no reply.

His murder clung close, the crows tried their best to comfort their avian but the tears still clung to his face.

Phil was familiar with most of his crows, each had specific mannerisms and some even had glowing hearts on their feathers.

Two however seemed different.

They were smaller, much more like fledglings just learning that it was safe to leave the nest.

The crows seemed to instantly notice the new addition to their murder and instantly tried to protect them from any others. Including Phil.

"Guys can I please look at them, I need to check if they have any injuries." He said. The murder allowed him to check on the baby crows.

One of the crows had a bright red flower stuck in between her feathers. The other had traces of potato crumbs on their beak.

He held his hand out, hoping the two fledglings would hop in his hand, and to his surprise, they did.

"Amapolas, much like a little daughter of mine." He said, voice low. "And potato crumbs, huh, couldn't help yourself there had to get a little late night snack?"

The fledgling with the amapola hit the other with her wing. The two then started fighting, hitting each other with their wings.

"Oi am I going to have to break you two up again?"

The murder, watching this play out, was very confused.

With an excited caw, the crow with the amapola flew up and rested on Phil's shoulder. "Hola mi niña, I was scared that you had hatched and flew away."

Brian started to speak. "It seems I can only communicate through Brian now, huh, weird.”

Phil laughed. “You’ll gain your voice with time, how are you feeling Chay?” He turned his attention back to the other fledgling.

“Brian will butcher my words, but I meant it when I said me and Lullah will always be together. Even after hatching.” Brian cawed.

“I’m just glad you two are still here even when you hatched and could essentially go anywhere.”

Chayanne cawed and flew up next to Lullah, the two of them nuzzled their baby feathers against Phil’s neck.

“Do you guys want to head back home?” The two fledglings nodded and off they went.

The family was reunited even after the eggs hatched. They could spend their time without worrying about any harm to the fragile shells they left behind in the rose sanctuary.

[greyyson-but-no]

PEACE: death family

just something I felt like writing, this is my headcannon for the end of death family. it just felt most calming for me, the perfect end. it's very long, 1.4K words I think, it's also been a while since I posted writing too. hope you all enjoy. rip death family - how ironic lmao

As the children fell asleep, curled up beside their father that had spent the past few hours apologising over and over again, they could feel her coming. Chayanne felt her presence first, the warmth, the calm that washed over him. Just a second later the same safety settled in Lullah's heart, too and they figured out who it was. There was no one else who had this sense of calmness, who made them feel as safe as this. It was immediately someone they could trust because the two had heard their father mention her name several times. Not as someone dangerous, but instead the most loving person they could ever come in contact with. In fact, Philza had stated that he loved this person more than anyone else, well, no one came above his children, but the point still stood tall. They knew she could be trusted.

Chayanne and Lullah's eyes fluttered open, and while they didn't know where they were, the black endless void that they stood in wasn't scaring them. At the end of wherever they were stood the most beautiful deity they had ever seen. Though her face was masked by a purple laced veil that hung from a large, black dia de muertos-esque hat, a warming smile curled into the deities lips from underneath. Lullah grabbed Chayanne's hand, smiling at the goddess that looked over them.

The Goddess of Death took a couple steps closer. "Oh, my dear children. I didn't expect it to be you two, not yet, at least." She spoke, her voice smooth and clear, and a comfort to Chayanne and Lullah as they went through something that no child should have to endure.

"You're-" Lullah was the first to speak, Chayanne too bewildered to neither understand nor process what was actually happening. "Are you Kristin? The Goddess of Death?"

The deity nodded. "Yes, my loves."

The younger one turned to the older, tugging on his hand and smiling. "Chay, it's okay. Dad told us about her, remember? She's nice, she's okay. Remember, Papa said that if he could no longer take care of us that she could." Lullah explained, Chayanne slowly piecing together what was happening.

"Our dad-"

The goddess cut Chayanne off. "I've known your father for a very long time, dear ones. You don't have to worry anymore."

Lullah dropped Chayanne's hands, moving closer to the goddess of death with a hope that somehow deep down, she knew was false. But it was worth the try anyway. "Is there any way we can see him again?" She knew what everything meant, she knew that they had- they had moved on.

"I can take you to see him but he won't be able to see you. You wouldn't be able to talk to him or communicate at all. Well, there might be leeway with the communication part but he won't be able to understand you or know that you're there." Kristin explained, moving her hands around to her back and clasping them there. "He's in a different plane of existence to you and us, right now. The most I can do is morph the two of you into crows. you'd be able to mix in with his murder as he lives his life."

Chayanne nodded, not knowing how to understand he would never be able to talk to his dad again. all those years, being brought up by him, the child being who he was because of philza, all that gone in all matter of minutes. No communication ever again. But then again, it was bound to happen. They always knew it would happen at some point. All they were were experiments, hatching into what they were supposed to be wasn't possible, passing on was the only option. Looking around, Chayanne weighed up his options, spending the rest of eternity with his sister and watching over their father as he continued with no acknowledgement of their existence or: nothingness.

There was truly only one correct choice. He looked over to Lullah. "I'll do it, if you do too, hermanita."

Lullah turned, eyebrows furrowed. "What?"

Chayanne shrugged, looking over at the Goddess of Death again. "I'd like to see dad, if I'm being honest, and it also means we can stick by each other's side."

The younger one nodded, taking Chayanne's hand again and turning towards the goddess, a large smile brimming on her face, nodding. "We want to see him again. If this is our option then it's the best afterlife i could have asked for. por favor, help us see our dad again."

"As you wish, children." And as she was about to morph them, she smiled, squinting to try and figure out if she had gotten it correct. "Actually, wait, I just remembered something."

The two children opened their eyes again. "What?" They both spoke in unison.

The Goddess grinned, kneeling down to be at the same height as the two children. "You met Rose, didn't you?" And when they both explained she had saved them several times over, Kristin nodded again, laughing a little. "That little demigoddess has a little trick up her sleeve, let me call her over here."

And so the Goddess of Death called over the one that ruled over nature in the world that Philza was from, and soon enough the comforting face of Rose stood beside the goddess, looking over to the two children with a solemn look etched on her face. While she hadn't been expecting them just yet either, the demigoddess understood what Kristin wanted from her. The two children didn't quite understand what was happening just yet, but they had two familiar faces in front of them and with the notion of seeing their dad again and knowing they would be able to stick together forever, they would be okay. They knew it. Soon enough, Chayanne and Lullah found themselves standing on an island, looking over a large, gorgeous area. There were hundreds and thousands of crows flying around the area, diving in and around the floating islands around the edge, cawing with a happiness that the children hadn't seen in anyone for a good while. Chayanne looked upwards, greeted with a large diamond sword, a cape wrapped around it that flowed daringly in the wind, never faltering, never having a risk of falling. Lullah spotted the quartz wall, broken up and cracked, floating up with the islands.

Then yet another crow came flying round, diving with an adrenaline unknown to them before, his wingspan being larger than ever before. His hat, green with white stripes, somehow not falling off even when he flew straight down. The old crow was holding moss, and just a second later he was down by the beach on the other side of the island they were standing on, placing it around. The children were too far to specify what he was actually doing, but they didn't care. That was their father, that was for sure. The same version of him they knew, but completely different. Had no knowledge of them, of ever having children, nor ever knowing Missa. He looked… happy. Not worried, not overwhelmed, just content.

The Goddess of Death took a step forward having been previously stood behind the two children, looking over her husband with a warm look. "He can't see us right now. Thanks to Rose, whenever the two of you choose, you can morph into crows, then he'll be able to see you. Lullah, you'll have little pink flowers mixed into your feathers, Chayanne, you'll have Missa's eyes. He'll be able to differentiate the two of you from the rest but he won't understand why."

Chayanne nodded. "It's better than never being able to see him again." and Lullah nodded in agreement.

And so, for as long as they wanted to, the two children could choose how they wanted to live. If they wanted to hear their father once more, all it took was for them to morph into crows, they would be able to fly to him and speak to him through the mouth of Brian. He wouldn't be able to recognise them, or understand why they were saying what they were, but it meant a lot for the children that he had heard their thoughts once more. It meant everything to them. If they simply wanted to relax, they flew up to Techno's memorial and while Lullah was reminded of the one she had built, she much preferred this one. The Death Siblings would sit on the cross-guard of the sword, watching over their father's world, finally understanding what he had been hiding from them all these months.

Eventually, Philza came to recognise their voices. He started to spot them within a whole murder of his crows. He still couldn't figure out why they were different or why his heart could have burst whenever he caught sight of them, but he soon enough came to terms with it. Whenever he saw them around, a larger smile curled into his lips, a sense of comfort washing over him at the sight of them both safe. Maybe he would never figure out why, but after a while, that didn't matter to Chayanne and Lullah.

They were safe and content, all three of them were. Peace, at long last.

[chaisshitposts]

Hi Chai, please answer my question if you can! How do you know if you have resistance? I just don’t know what to tell:(

I did the hands and leg crossing method for psych k and did both sides for an hour. Nothing happened and I feel really sad and defeated.

hiya, sorry it took me a bit to answer your question!

the only answer I can give at this moment is muscle testing, which is simply a tool used to talk to yourself directly. check out this post for more information on it!

as for figuring out your limiting beliefs/resistance, you're gonna have to sit down and really think. I recommend ya get yourself a pencil/pen and paper, or ya can type this out on any electronic device. you're gonna have to consciously jot down about what you think is holding you back. ask yourself why you wanna get in the void in the first place as well as why you believe you need the void to manifest your desires in the first place. be completely honest with yourself because the only one who can judge you in your space is you, no one else. you are safe with yourself, it's okay to dig deep.

once you jot down whatever you're feeling as well as what your thoughts are, you're gonna make yourself some belief statements aka affirmations/askformations/afformations and perform your muscle testing. you really have to speak to yourself about this, no one else knows you better than you, this is all about inner-workings, not outside work. you gotta look inside your mind to get the answers you want

now, if you find that this is difficult to do, I'm gonna recommend some belief statements to muscle test yourself.

I feel safe.

I am ready for change.

I am ready and willing to accomplish everything I want.

I can enter the void whenever I want to.

I believe in myself.

I fully trust myself and what I'm doing.

I'm doing everything right.

I can accomplish anything I set my mind to.

I can manifest anything I want right now.

I am safe and ready to be my best self.

Everything works in my favor.

the subconscious will give you clear true/false as well as yes/no, and then you can use that information to perform psych-k the way you need/want to. consciously, you may struggle to believe something, but muscle testing will tell you want you really think, since it is the dominant controller.

[floof-ghostie]

casually leans on wall and hands you a microphone. how was the spiderverse experience i want all the deets (ive already watched it dw about spoilers👍🏾)

Ohhhh Strap in we're gonna be here for a while (Imma do this in point form for this, because so many thoughts, no energy for real paragraphs

Okay the animation. THE ANIMATION MEDIUMS. So many cool methods. I loved the colour changes in Gwen's universe. HOBIE'S ENTIRE THING, THE WAY HE'S ANIMATED OMG

Mumbattan is such a cool city, I love mashing irl cities to make one cool megacity so much it's such a lil fave worldbuilding thing of mine

Pavitr is so great, I love him, idek how to talk about him I just like him a lot. Him and his gf make such a cute pair too!

Also him saying "I don't use product, just coconut oil, prayer, and good genetics". I love him

The chai tea scene. God he's so great

THe character design is amazing and sososososo cool!! I love that we see the characters change (Gwen's hair growing longer and pinker, Miles' growth spurt, Peter B.'s bathrobe, MAYDAY's LIL SPIDER HAT THAT MJ PROLLY MADE FOR HER).

I love Pravitr's costume glowup. Thank you to whoever arranged for that.

Also, Hobie??? His lace coded boots?? His locs??? HIS FUCKING PIERCINGSSS??? HOW HE COMPARED A FUCKING VOID TO CAPITALISM??? Him taking a liking to Mayday, and straight up SHOWING MILES HOW TO GET OUT OF THE FORCE FIELD WITH A LIL SMIRK?!!! I need him. Need his gender. I love his anarchist ass.

His design really calls back to the punk scene in England, and I love the way he reminds me of old newspapers

Speaking of Hobie, holy shit that guy was flirting with Miles. I know what you are (pls Hobie do u like enbies?)

"I hate the AM, I hate the PM (prime minister probably, idk for sure) AND I HATE LABELS" I love you

Daniel Kaluuya, thank you for your service.

Also Hobie and Gwen make such a funny friendship. But I don't ship them.

The themes of growing up, and Miles' parents being worried about Miles and the people he's with...I nearly cried in the theatre, and I don't normally cry during stuff.

You can just tell that black people were making the big decisions for this movie. Aaron and Rio asking Miles why he took the braids out. Jeff and Rio being like "On time means 5 minutes early", I felt so at home watching this movie. I'm not even from Brooklyn but I just felt so at home at all the interactions Miles had with his neighbors. Even the random storeowner.

Like ppl were speaking aave, using patois, Hobie's accent. And none of that was played for laughs (except for Hobie's lingo but that's a little different bc he's British)

I love how Miles' Ganke is so different from Peter Parker's Ganke. It's such a fun detail how Miles' Ganke was like "I'm not gonna be your guy in the chair".

I love that despite the general "Canon" for Spider Man, there are some differences! I love those intricate details!

And the way the lady in the office was so hasty to force the narrative of them "struggling" when that really wasn't the case? Hit real close to home. I just love the Davis-Morales family

I love the way that the Spot isn't like a general "mildly bad" villain like I originally assumed. I really thought he'd be kind of a "setup" villain, or something that they'd have to clean up and THEN Miles would take care of Miguel and them.

I especially love the way that The Spot is someone from the first movie, who we don't even know until his backstory is brought up.

His voice is also perfect too. He sounds like a complete loser.

Miguel O'Hara. Meet me outside, I just wanna talk

No For real though, he talks a lot of shit about Miles being "The Original anomaly" when his ass needs to inject himself with some kinda spider-fluid to maintain his powers??? Mind you, he tried to force himself into a reality that wasn't his.

This guy is just an A-class hater. What do you have against Miles, honestly???

On the subject of the Spider Verse I think it's so cool how there were so many callbacks to the original canon of Spiderman! I loved seeing the og live action Spider Men in the film too!

And the easter eggs! I couldn't keep up with them all!

Also, wtf was Childish Gambino there. I mean I'm not mad, I actually found Miles' staring at him really funny

I love Issa Rae's voice! But Jessica, queen, please don't fight, you is PREGNANT

Also idk why but for some reason I thought Jessica and Miguel were married in the beginning. Not completely sure.

Gwen being like "Can you adopt me?" when first meeting Jessica...She's so real

Also Gwen is so sososososo so so trans. It's so great

THE ENDING FUCKING DESTROYED ME ARE YOU KIDDING???? 42-Miles being the Prowler?? I'M NOT OKAY BUT I'M SO EXCITED to see what happens!!

But in all seriousness, all the feelings in the movie talked about and the the things left unresolved for the next movie is just. You can tell this was such a labour of love and all the animators were so happy and excited to work on it. I cannot wait for Beyond the Spider Verse!! I'm still buzzing!!

[bittersweet-n-smilin]

Unexpected Run-in • Chai x Mocha Fic • Game Chapter Write-in

Wrote this in one sitting cuz I've been playing the game again and got suddenly inspired. Takes place right before the Track 2 boss fight. I ACCIDENTALLY HIT POST FUCK

He dropped out of the vent into the waiting area. Finally, he made it to Rekka's office. Taking a deep breath and knocking a drink out of the vending machine, he steeled himself. The only thing left to do was defeat the big boss and get some answers about-

"Chai?"

He immediately recognized who called out to him, shoving 808 behind a potted plant before Peppermint could question him. The hacker only watched as the owner of the voice approached him. Of all the times for someone to recognize him!

The girl was dressed a bit more formally than the last time Chai saw her, but she kept the pink streaks in her hair on display.

"Oh, hey! It's Mo, right? From the boat ride over." He almost fell as he tried to lean against the vending machine, but somehow managed to catch himself without her noticing. He really didn't want to screw up around her. She was cool! And she actually listened to him talk!

"Glad you remembered" she answered with a slight chuckle. Her eyes lit up when she laid eyes on his shiny new prosthetic. "I'm also glad that things worked out! How does it feel? Are you adjusting okay?"

"Aw, this thing?" he presented his arm, "It works like a dream. I already feel like I'm one step closer to my world tour." He found himself a bit flustered as he allowed her to gently take his arm and examine it. "So, uhhhh.... what are you doing? Here. In production. Right now."

"Suprised to see me again after you took off the moment the boat docked?"

"No no no! I was just- It was-" he started waving his hands around as if trying to grab a good answer from thin air.

"Relax, I'm teasing." She reached out to take his metal wrist and lower his flailing arm. "Kale Vandelay is letting me conduct some thesis research on campus, but I have to do grunt work in return," she sighed out. "Not sure if that's legal, but it was too good of an opportunity to pass up. What about you? This is honestly the last place where I expected to run into you again."

Crap. This wasn't good. Peppermint, who had been watching the scene annoyed and unimpressed, wished she could materialize in the room and drag him away before he said something stupid. Not for his sake, but for the sake of her plans. If this girl was acting as an errand boy to the bosses, she could end their investigation before they even began.

Chai stared at Mocha slack-jawed, while she waited expectantly. If he wasn't sweating before, he was now. "I... got... lost..." He was doomed.

Her face crinkled in confusion. "Lost? How did-? This is-?" She stared out into the void, probably hoping it had some answer for her. Peppermint was about to start banging her head against her keyboard.

Trying to regain his composure, he stammered, "Well that's- I was trying to find- ...it's personal." He only got more nervous the longer she blinked at him.

She managed to speak again after a few moments. With a shrug, she replied, "None of my business, then." It was the hacker's turn to stare slack-jawed as she watched the miracle of Chai's success through 808's eyes. Mocha continued, "I just hope you're alright. I've been hearing about someone getting a defective part or something, but I'm glad you seem to be fine." She playfully punched his synthetic shoulder while shooting him a soft smile.

Chai almost fell again as he tried to lean against the vending machine once more. This time, he was a lot less graceful in catching himself. "Yeah. I'm so good. I'm chill. Nothing wrong with me!" This elicited a laugh from her, which he counted as a success.

"Well, I'm glad I got to see you again. Maybe we can grab lunch sometime? You're a really fun person to talk to." Peppermint scoffed at her screen, not agreeing with the other girl's compliment. Chai, on the other hand, was visibly ecstatic.

"For sure! I can do that!" He forgot to consider that he was a wanted defect about to brawl with an executive before agreeing to make plans with her.

She smiled wide, happy to have her proposal accepted. "Great! There's actually a café here on campus. Kale seems to love the coffee there, so it must be good. See you there tomorrow? Does noon sound good?"

Before he could affirm, a small "Ahem!" came from the corner. Peppermint finally decided to put an end to the conversation before Chai's luck ran out. Mocha glanced around, trying to find out where the sound came from, before shooting him an apologetic look.

"That's probably for me. I should get back to what I was doing. Hope you can make it!" She waved goodbye before trotting over to the front desk and beginning to talk over some files with the receptionist.

808 floated back over to Chai. Peppermint's voice came through the speaker. "That was absolutely painful to watch. You're lucky she didn't get suspicious!"

"Relax, okay? I had it all under control. Some people are just swayed by my natural charms."

"Ugh. No more distractions. Let's go. You can grab coffee after we take care of Spectra."

Chai had a new pep in his step as he walked towards his showdown with the head of production. "Hey, Peppermint. Do you think she meant it as a date thing or a friendship thing?"

"I don't care."

"Okay, geez."

[maniacace]

welcome to the shitshow!!

➻ about me!

✧.* you can call me cee or saturn

✧.* she/they • nonbinary • aroace lesbian (i think? idk it's so confusing) • alright with both feminine and neutral terms • infp • capricorn sun, leo rising, cancer moon • mexican • writer who fantasizes about attempts to write their first novel • folkwhore • purple enthusiast • space <3 • in a love-hate relationship with spotify • pinterest is the loml • likes cartoons • cat energy but i adore dogs • i love the winter • bookworm (nonpracticing) • i like marvel but don't ask what's happening in the mcu rn i have no idea • chai enjoyer • this blog is half a fandom blog and half a collection of internet oversharing lol

➻ what i mostly reblog about: good omens • loki tv series • dead boy detectives • stranger things (byler) • the owl house • heartstopper • julie and the phantoms • pretty much whatever is consuming my mind atm

➻ things i like!

✧.* fav movies + shows: meet the robinsons • tick...tick...boom! • tangled • spiderverse • the greatest showman • luca • nimona • matilda • big hero six • my neighbor totoro • camp cretaceous • good omens • julie and the phantoms • loki • the owl house • stranger things • heartstopper • anne with an e • gilmore girls • brooklyn 99

✧.* fav books: matilda • anne of green gables • a series of unfortunate events • they both die at the end • good omens (by sir terry pratchett only fuck the other guy) • also the ms marvel comics!!

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[skrunkly-scrimblo-blimblo]

Silly dragon story

Ok, this is just going to be me rambling about an oc of mine who I love and am making a comic about, but I must scream the general plot into the void and please share any ideas or criticisms.

-Background info-

Ok so it all takes place in this little dragon society, who is pretty divided. There are a few small cities and other groups but due to dragons being naturally prone to self-isolation these groups are few in far between. Most of these groups are essentially just little cults worshipping one or two of the gods.

For this story specifically there is a small group who follow Oram, an old one-eyed god of fortune, luck and a handful of other such things. This group is only about 20 dragons strong but they are extremely devout, especially the "leader" of the cult, Hester, a stocky grey and black dragon with very distinct ram horns and ice blue eyes. It is also important to note that Hester has convinced his cult that he and he alone can speak to their god, and so practically gets worshiped by the group.

-The man of the hour-

To set the scene, in a cave hidden away by a dence wood, four pale white dragon eggs are about to hatch. Eli, a snow-white drake with freckles and many spikes along her neck and spine, watches as the largest of the eggs begin to crack. Eli is thrilled but frazzled. Her mate Chai, a slender red dragon with long twisted horns, watches on from farther back in the cave, excitedly flicking his tail as the first bit of the new dragon pokes through the egg.

Now, it is important to remember that most dragons around this time were very superstitious. As when the wyrmling managed to break out into the warm cave, Eli almost batted him away in shock. You see our protagonist was born with one large eye in the center of his head, and as far as his parents knew, this must have been a curse from the gods.

For better or worse, you must also know that this was no godly mark. The child's eye was simply a defect.

Eli stared in horror at her son, was this a blessing? A curse? A message? Whatever it was it was not normal. She rushed the child over to Chai, who, considering the circumstances, was very calm. Me just looked at his offspring like it was any other.

Eli was VERY upset by this, this thing... it was wrong. It had to be disposed of ASAP. Chai was less keen on the matter, reasoning that is this was a result of the divine the child had to be protected. They went back and forth on the matter, their hushed discussion devolving into shrieks and roars.

As the so far un-named child watched this, he began to grow very distressed. He did not understand why they were yelling, or why his mother had snatched him from the nest with such vigor. He did not know what they were talking about, or why his father was pushing his mother away from him. He could not understand why the two were now attacking each other. All he knew was he was very scared, and he needed to run.

So, he did, he saw the light spilling out of the mouth of the cave and he ran to it. And he kept running. He ran until his legs could no longer go on.

-yay-

Ok I'm tired now, i'll add more to this soon, and some art!!!

[sunshinechay]

chimneyneddie >>>> sunshinechay

Because Porchay is a prescious ray of sunshine and I love my boy so much

[moonlit-mizukage]

Me to all of my mutuals 😭💕💕

There's a few accounts I see post a lot and I think they are so cool but I'm so scared to message them 🤧🤧

[frogtanii]

“hi everyone,” you gave your webcam a half hearted wave, noting the flood of inquisitive comments at your demeanor.

ynismymommy: omg queen r u ok??????

emilia.95: Have you been sleeping?

atsumus-leftballsack: bestie imma need you to invest in some concealer

a giggle pried it’s way up your throat, despite your attempts to stop it as you read the comments. yes, you were fully aware that you looked like shit however, you just weren’t expecting the viewers of your stream to be so... observant.

“holy shit guys, i’m okay,” you attempted to placate your vicious audience by giving them a (forced) smile and a small chuckle. “let’s just play, okay?”

you loaded up your game of choice (call of duty — you had a lot of aggression to work off) while making idle chatter with your fanbase. they seemed to have dropped conversation about your heavy eye bags and low enthusiasm in favor of more lighthearted topics.

just as you were starting to get into it, a knock sounded at your door. at first, you were tempted to ignore it but after a few moments of silence, the knocking started up again, more incessantly. your comments started to go wild, wondering who exactly was banging on your door at like 11p.

bokutos.bahamamommamilkers: tell whoever is @ the door to fuck off

shartyba3_420: damn slam me yn like [redacted] is slamming on that door

Greg_72: Hey, you can go answer that! We’ll wait <3

you apologize quickly before removing your headphones and scurrying over to the door. swinging it wide open, you’re met with bokuto.

and what a sight he is.

once bright, golden eyes were now dull and void, accompanied by dark circles that rivaled your own while his usually sunny visage was dampened by this metaphorical dark cloud that was hanging above him.

in other words, he looked like shit.

the both of you must look like quite a pair — you in your ratty, oversized hoodie and red sweats and him in his white t shirt and flannel pajama pants. after giving him another glance over, you repressed the urge to pull him into your room and into a hug, instead choosing to wrap your arms around yourself tightly.

“um, hey bo,” you started, unable to keep your eyes on his face. “i’m really sorry but i’m streaming right now. maybe we can hang out later?”

bokuto shook his head no, and your heart began to sink. you were just so tired and you didn’t have the energy to entertain or comfort the man at the moment without letting another piece of yourself crumble but you knew you didn’t have the heart to turn him away.

resigning yourself to your fate, you stepped to the side to let him into your room, making a mental note to shield him from your webcam while you brought him to lie on your bed.

to your complete and utter surprise, bokuto did not move, shaking his head no again before moving to grab something just out of your sight behind your doorway.

you were now thoroughly intrigued, shuffling closer to peek into the hallway, only to be stopped by a box being thrusted into your hands. you looked over the colorfully painted cardboard but it gave you no indication as to what was on the inside and glancing at kotarou gave you no help whatsoever.

“what’s this?” you voiced your confusion while weighing the box in your hands, the confusion only amplifying when you discover the box is suspiciously light. you’re shaken from your investigation when bokuto throws another object in your hands, this one significantly heavier.

looking up at him, you’re taken aback by the emotion swirling in his irises, his mouth finally parting to speak. “i’m so sorry,” kotarou’s voice, while gravelly from disuse, was sincere, a slight quiver being found underlying his words. “i- i know i never said it but i just want you to know that i-i care about you and that i am so sorry for ever hurting you and making you feel like you were less than. y-you’ve helped me become myself again a-and i can never thank you enough.”

a shuddering breath left his chest as he trained his eyes on the ceiling before looking back at you with watery eyes. “you don’t have to forgive me. i-i’d understand.” you opened your mouth to respond, to rebut, but you were cut off by his strong arms, wrapping you up in a tight hug.

you couldn’t keep yourself from melting into his hold, a small ounce of stress leaving your body at his words but the bulk of it remaining. he’s just apologizing because you’re the only girl who’s shown him an ounce of kindness, the voice in the back of your head whispered.

as bokuto pulled you in tighter, you stiffened, the voice getting louder and more constant. the man holding you didn’t miss the way you tensed and hesitantly removed himself from you, his hurt written plain all over his face.

kotarou gave you a weak smile and another gentle apology before turning and leaving for his room. you already felt guilt creeping up your spine for not holding him the way you thought you should but you quickly pushed the feeling down, knowing that you wouldn’t have gotten the rest you deserved if you’d done so.

letting out a deep sigh, you shut your door and moved back to continue your stream, not before gently setting down the 2 colorfully decorated boxes on the bed, a small smile creeping across your face at the sight of the gifts.

your stream ended pretty shortly after, your mind unable to focus on the game — it was getting borderline embarrassing how often you were dying to the point you were worried your sponsors would pull out of supporting you.

with a soft smile and goodbye, you collapsed on your bed, mindful not to crush the boxes. while you were extremely exhausted, you knew you wouldn’t be able to go to sleep without examining your gifts’ contents.

you decided to open the heavier box first which yielded bag after bag of your favorite chips, candies, and drinks. you knew your mouth was gaping unattractively but you couldn’t help it. this was... way too much.

at the bottom of the box was a small note, written in bokuto’s somehow endearing chicken scratch. it read, “hi yn!!!! this is for when you get hungry :) i know i didn’t let you eat any of my snacks for a long time so i thought it would be nice if i bought some for you!!!!! i hope i got these all right :( i asked atsumu for help!!!”

a choked chuckle escaped your lips and it only amplified as you continued to the end of the note. “p.s. don’t worry about not finishing it all!!! i can always help you ;) p.p.s. also you’re so pretty!!!! don’t not eat it because you don’t think so too <3”

wiping your eyes that had become suspiciously misty, you set down the slip of paper and reached for the second box.

you couldn’t keep the gasp from coming from you as the cardboard overflowed with tiny slips of paper. with shaky hands, you unfolded the first paper, the tears overflowing over your lashline before you could stop them.

you are loved :) - akaashi

“fuck,” you whispered, swiping at your face before clumsily reaching for another, and then another, each note making you cry harder than the last.

you are beautiful!!!!! never change!! - bokuto!!!

you’re really cool - kenma

you are so kind and i owe you the world - sugawara :)

you’re sympathetic, observant, and intelligent. - sakusa.

you are patient (even when we don’t deserve it) - kuroo

yer my angel <3 - tsum tsum

there were a ton more but you promised yourself you’d read them all later, your emotions getting the better of you. you’d rather not wake up with puffy, swollen eyes and a headache so you decided it would be best to close the box and finish it all later.

laying back on your bed, you expelled a deep breath of air, not realizing just how tense you were. you’d been living on edge with the guys for at least a month now and it was really starting to wear on you.

without being able to fully trust them, you knew it wouldn’t be long until you crumbled under the pressure.

you glanced at your phone before sighing again (it really was that kind of day, wasn’t it). maybe it was about time to give dr yamada a long awaited call.

℗ poker face

you are loved :)

series masterlist

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an - ooweee first single apology down, 4 more to go!!! also the box of papers came from everyone (obv) but they still gotta give their individual apologies hehe which shall come in the future <33 sorry this took so long KSJD i hope u enjoy!!! don’t forget to feed me <333

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the rest of the tags will be in the replies!!

[hael987]

KimChay Colour Thoughts - Opening Credits

Not the colour of the shots (I’m sure there’s plenty to analyse though) but the colour of the credit blocks.

These colours are quite similar, occupying a similar section of the colour spectrum. Unlike the obvious and clear polarisation of Kinn+Porsche with Red+Blue [which shows their different worlds, understandings, and priorities] these colours are more similar, I think it speaks to a similarity in their worlds and their initial emotional draw towards one another due to these similarities.

Similarities

While the worlds of Kim's mafia life and Chay's youthful school life are different, they do still share a connection in another part: the world of a musician. It's the world where they first meet, first make their connections. At first, Wik is just Chay's idol and Chay is just a fan who loves music just as much as Wik/Kim does. Kim uses the world of a musician to get closer to Chay. Chay uses a song to get closer to Kim.

They're both musicians. I imagine musicians view, experience and approach their worlds in similar ways. They probably have similar understandings from the way they view the world.

Another similarity would be their loneliness. Kim is isolated from his family, he's moved out and lives alone. Korn is not an involved and loving father, Kinn is consumed with his duties as heir, and Khun is "crazy"(read: traumatised), so Kim probably never felt the same level of attention as a 'regular' person would have. Likewise, Chay is also alone, there was only Porsche in his life and then he was forced to live alone. Even before then, Porsche has university and works nights, the amount of time he got to spend with Chay would have been limited. Chay would have been alone very often. While one seems self-imposed and the other forced by circumstance it doesn't diminish the same feelings of loneliness they feel. That same level of "neglect" (I use the term loosely), maybe even subtle abandonment, they must feel. That void that needs filling.

They're both the youngest child. They've witnessed their elder brothers sacrifice and carry the burden of responsibility whilst they get to live their dreams in a (relatively) safer environment/position, a privilege born from said sacrifice. That must shape their views in a similar manner.

Further, Chay is not timid. He has the same confidence and drive that Kim has. Jeff said Kim has a big ego, as a mafia "prince" and idol that's unsurprising, but I'd argue Chay has a similar one. He's not passive, he'll make first moves too just like Kim does. He'll shoot his shot with confidence. Chay was raised bathed in Porsche's love as Porsche's priority, he probably has great self-confidence and self-importance (not in a bad way, but like a sufficient level).

But of course, while there are similarities - they are both lonely musicians - the fact remains that they do come from different worlds, there are differences.

Differences

Porchay's is a brighter colour. He's experienced more warmth and love than Kim, his world (not the musician one) is brighter and lighter, safer. [I've said before about what the dark vs light means so I won't rehash it in depth here.]

Chay's colour is bluer [there's a very apparent blue tone mixed into this greener colour]. I think this is Porsche’s influence (whose colour is blue). Porsche has raised him all alone, of course he'd impact Chay, whether that be personality or worldviews.

Kim’s is a distinct colour [just green]. It's his own determination, path and plan. His own choices, the priority of his own missions. I think this is Kim's resolve as he sets out determinedly on his path and his self-imposed duties and responsibility.

Chay has been raised by Porsche [blue tone], so just like Porsche, he'll meet a situation head-on. He'll face what he has to and reach out. Kim is tied to his own path [distinct colour], he won't leave the path he's on to confront the situation or reach out until everything is settled.

Chay is direct, he'll say what he means and what needs saying, he won't delay and says things right away [more vibrant colour]. Kim won't directly say what he means or feels, some things are hidden behind the shadow, unrevealed [darker colour].

These similarities explain their draw toward one another but the differences highlight the things that keep them on a separate path (for now?).

[VegasPete version]

[flavaflavbutitznyork]

Aura Theory

the first 4 aura colors red-green are going to be more common- why? Because they are the lower colors (doesn't make them bad) they are more closer to earth chakra🌏(yes the earth has chakras) & exist in the 3D as lower octaves to other higher dimensions chakra colors, your aura is a reflection of a chakra & that chakra corresponds to your dimension a.k.a 🧠state of mind ask yourself deep questions constantly finding yourself finding constant knowledge is power!

(not really a theory): This is why experiences are key we all go through diverse trials & tribulations some we could use to connect with others of a sort & others only we can understand seperately as individuals, these experiences make us question everything & I'm sorry😓 if your reading this & yours particullarly have been extremely hard these push type experiences could feel as rude awakenings it's to make us ascend our concious mind to higher planes of dimension 🌏☄️karma is true & a strong force of god🐉 if someone were to do unto you any wrong doings, it would surely get to them no matter how long (usually the longer it takes the worse it may be.)🪷

🚪This is why chakra points are viewed commonly today by most open to understand them as portals cuz they are mini energetic portals (This is why unlocking them elevates your concious lvl)🌈

👁️Perception is reality. We see things as we are not as they are, change your mind change your world🌏enter the void state chai🌀think about it the mind is what makes people percieve reality🦪there realities so to speak😅

[chaisshitposts]

Hi Chai!! <3 🍫 anon here

This is the report of the day

challenge (✔️) self-concept (✔️) void concept(✔️) all techniques work (✔️) wake up in the void after sleeping (✔️) challenge again (✔️)

I'm very confident and VERY confident!! Is it normal to feel GIGAAAAAAAAAA peace while doing psych-k? It's as if it's so certain that it's having an effect! I have intrusive and negative thoughts during practice, but it's as if I recognize that they are just daydreams and don't let them affect me!!!??? THIS IS SOOOO MAGIC!!!!!! And during the day affirming robotically while we do chores or out loud when bad thoughts consume us works VERY WELL! I was really surprised by this! I like how you are not unrealistic like other bloggers, who say that we should just "feel" out of nowhere (?) and simply ignore the feelings or instead of feeling them or looking for the source of the problem, you are very true! 💖💖💖💖

Maybe I'll do some more psych-k's before bed 🤭🤭🤭🤭

and let's go to day 2 😎😎😎

ps: is it normal outside of practice while doing everyday things to feel some doubts about all this? not in the sense of a concrete thought, but as a paranoia? like "am I doing it right?", "am I doubting?", "was what I just thought was bad?" "Did I react to the thought correctly?" I feel like this is becoming more common than so-called limiting thoughts, but the strategy of saying the umbrella affirmation out loud solves it anyway

oh !!! that's an amazing report, I'm happy to hear that you're already feelin' the effects :D and ye I honestly feel that the 'feeling' will come naturally on its own at some point, and it's ok not to 'feel' all the time, because technically speaking— havin' our desires would feel normal and so why would someone feel 'happy' all the time when being 'neutral' is totally cool too?

as for your question about the sudden doubts — oh yeah, totally normal, I have them myself, just had one a second ago but you found the answer! affirmations! the best thing to do when faced with doubtful or paranoid thoughts is to let them happen but then don't allow yourself to elaborate or entertain them by answering. the less you react to them the more likely they'll just subside into nothingness. simply embody your role as the observer when it comes to thoughts like that and only answer with your affirmation.

i used an analogy in the psych-k post about how psych-k is like teaching a class essentially, and you deal with disruptive 'kids' (opposing thoughts) by saying yer affirmation. there's a chance that those 'kids' will randomly slip through the cracks and come speak their words randomly throughout the day, lookin' for your attention, so ya just treat it like how you'd treat it during psych-k— repeat yer affirmation, and ya seem to be doing that so, you're doing it right! be proud of what you've accomplished so far and continue with your fruitful journey 🍫 anon!!!