#concept in my brain. i don't want to erase anything.

[wowitsverycool]

This whole king situation is like that one time I got a crush on gabriel ultrakill but so much worse

Also Nooooo, I can't make a self insert, it's been a running joke with me that all of my self insert oc's I make to ship with other characters never get with the person whom they desire because that person is too busy, I'd be ruining my streak

But if I were to make a regular oc, not a self insert one it still brings the question of why? The reason my first thoughts were siffrin and euphrasie is both have reason to hold personal grudges against him (siffrin more so than euphrasie maybe but hey we don't know what sort of rage hides behind that affable smile). But siffrin would never want to touch him like that and again I feel weird exposing euphrasie to him, she could handle him but I feel if it was her the situation would become about him very quickly and no! He needs to be diminished!

Like I need someone who hates him but also knows how deeply pathetic he is from personal experience so when they pull at his hair rolling their eyes calling him annoying it comes from somewhere deeply personal

uhhhhhhhhh panicked spongebob filing cabinet brain image. uh uh uhm OH OHO. well. you see. i have this headcanon .

[kairiscorner]

ok but imagine miggy with a perfectionist/overachiever/burnt out gifted kid reader

(tw: mentions of light self-starvation, keep yourselves fed babes, you deserve to eat)

(reblogs are greatly appreciated, it helps get my content out there! if you guys like what you see, please reblog it too <:D)

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summary: you really wanted to keep your number one spot, but at the cost of your well-being? miguel refuses to watch you do this to yourself any longer and takes matters into his own hands.

word count: ~1.7k

it was 2 in the morning, and you were still burning the candle at both ends. you were hard at work memorizing concepts, diagrams, easily mispronounced words and acronyms you'd never use or find useful ever again in your life unless you were on a trivia gameshow.

you were hard at work trying to understand what little was entering your mind already, a little overwhelmed by the concepts flooding your brain, but not ready to get to bed yet, out of fear someone will push you off your throne as one of the top students of the class.

you were intelligent, you had a gift; you heard those words all your life, every tine you came home with a new certificate, medal, trophy–or all three at once. you couldn't help it, school was just too easy for you back then; you could take the tests with your eyes closed and without even studying the night before.

but soon, it got harder for some reason. you originally didn't mind, you still passed with flying colors and with minimal effort–but at the cost of your sleep schedule and eating habits. you convinced yourself it was fine, it was okay, so long as you were on top.

that was all you could think of, "i just need to stay on top, then i'll be fine. nothing's better than showing them all i'm better, i'm smart, i'm... worthy of this, all this."

your mantra worked, but it worked too well that it backfired horribly.

hence, here you were, on an empty stomach that was growling, begging for you to fill it with sustenance, as the clock soon ticked to 2:15 am. the constant ticking of the clock irritating you, and thoughts of getting a digital clock to lessen distractions filled your head–ironically becoming a distraction in itself.

you groaned, you had to face it, you weren't going to get anything done at this rate. you decided to check your phone for something that might help stimulate you, maybe motivate you, even, to get back to studying.

you went online for a little, laughed at a few videos, got interested in some rabbit hole videos, found yourself singing along to some songs that you clicked on from your feed. it was peaceful.

but soon, you were greeted by a flurry of messages from your concerned friend, miguel o'hara.

you opened your latest message notification from him and read it as soon as it flashed on your screen. "what is so important that you should be up right now?" he asked.

you bit your lip as you tried to think of what to say. you knew miguel was the unyielding type of person, if you gave him a bullshit answer, you were going to get bullshit from him. you typed, erased, retyped and re-erased your message over and over again. but you finally came to the conclusion to type out, "why are you up rn?" you texted, sending him a duck emoji afterwards. he hated when you did that.

"it's 2:20 am," he argued. "correction, 2:21 in the morning," you responded. "are you even doing anything worthwhile right now? maybe rethinking which direction your life's headed before graduation?" he texted back, to which you giggled.

"you didn't answer my question," you replied, with a duck emoji again. "i was up because i saw your online status. don't think you're slick, you didn't answer my previous questions, either." he replied. "and what relevance does the duck serve in this conversation? i seriously don't understand."

you laughed aloud at his blunt answer, and in your half-tired daze, you accidentally pressed the call button. it wasn't until you heard his voice on the other end that you realized you accidentally called him.

"hello?" rang his voice from the other end, a little groggy. "um, hi." you responded as he groaned. "why the... shock are you up?" he asked, a little irritated. "we have our finals tomorrow." you replied curtly. "so? that doesn't answer my question. why are you shocking up?" he asked in a more annoyed tone as he shook off the grogginess in his voice.

"por el amor de Dios..." he muttered under his breath. you were a little taken aback by how... captivating he sounded when sleepy. a little grumpy, yes, but you felt like you could listen to his voice be like this every day. maybe you would stay up a little late just to hear him like this.

"go back to bed." he told you, trying to sound commanding. "and why would i ever do that? you know how important the finals are." you remind him. "...and how important being the top student is for me." you murmured out that last bit, to which he raised an eyebrow at.

he breathed a sigh. "i seriously can't believe you'd prioritize being a top student over giving your body a much needed break." he berated you as you hunched your shoulders, a little disappointed that he had a point. before you could say anything to retort, your stomach sided with miguel and let out a deep, rumbling whine.

the sound of your stomach complaining about how poorly you've been keeping it fed alerted miguel as he sighed yet again. "what time was it when you last ate?" he asked you, his voice soft as he tried to keep himself calm and composed.

"ah, well, maybe around... i forgot." you answered honestly. "you forgot?" he asked in a concerned voice. "you really can't live without me, huh?" he asked as you heard the shuffling of bed spreads and his big footsteps as he walked around his room. "what are you doing?" you asked him.

"more important question is where i'm going, and if you must know, i'm headed to your dorm right this–" and before he could even finish, there was a rapping of knocks on your door. you got up as you wondered if the person knocking was who you feared it was.

"–my phone died." he said in a low voice. "hope it rests in peace." you joked in a straight, nonchalant tone as miguel sighed at the bad joke. he entered your dorm without another word and set on your table the big white plastic bag he brought with him.

he didn't change out of his white shirt, dark and light blue striped pajama pants, and wore the jacket you bought for him on his birthday. "sit down." he commanded in a soft voice. "what is th–" "sit. down." he repeated himself in a more solid voice, which shut you up and got you to sit down immediately without asking any questions.

before you could get another word out of your mouth, miguel handed you an empanada. it was a little soft and limp, but it was warm. you could tell this wasn't made by just anybody. no, you recognized this style of empanda wrapping, the way it was golden brown on one side, slightly browned on the other–the abundance of meat in the filling with hardly any vegetables, just the way you liked it.

the only person who knew how to make it this way was...

"well damn, miggy, didn't think you were gonna make me anything." you said as you took a bite of the empanada. he shrugged. "i was going to give them to you today, but you were holed up in the library all day. if not the library, then in your dorm, locking yourself in your own misery." he said as he ate his helping.

you chuckled. "hey, don't laugh. i worried about you all day." he scolded you lightly with a half-full mouth. "oh. is that why you were online earlier?" you asked him, eating your empanada to satiate your starving stomach.

"i... i couldn't sleep." he admitted. "why not?" you asked him. "...a part of me thinks it was because i couldn't stop worrying about you. i didn't see you the whole day and i really, really wanted to know if you were okay. you know it kills me every time when you don't talk to me, let me know if you're alive, at least." he said as he looked up at you, his expression softening.

"oh, mig, i'm... so sorry." you said as you realized the weight of your actions, how it affected not only you, but miguel, and possibly other people who cared about you. miguel put his non-greasy hand on your cheek. "you should be." he said promptly. "but don't beat yourself up over it, you've been beating yourself every day since you were on top, not wanting to lose." he went on as he rubbed the side of your face.

"it's admirable, but please don't lose yourself over it. i think you're good enough already at second, third, or even no place at the top. you'll always have a place in my heart, that's the only thing no one can take away from you. that's the only place you'll always be number one in." he said with a small smile. "please promise me you'll take care of yourself, even if you can't accept losing once or twice or many more times in your life to someone else. i'd rather see you lose at everything but yourself. but i know you're good enough already, you don't have to overdo it anymore, okay?" he reminded you, to which you nodded and rubbed away at your eyes.

tears formed and rolled down your cheeks as he spoke, tears you never realized you were holding in, which suddenly came flooding right out when miguel talked to you. "ah... sorry." miguel apologized as he wiped away your tears with a napkin. "i promise, miguel." you sniffled out. "i'll... i'll try to take care of... myself." you promised as miguel held your face in his hands. "and if you can't... i'm right here for you. i've always got you, no matter what." he said as he kissed your forehead, a gentle and loving reminder that you can be number one at everything all you want, you already are his number one, but never forget that you have to be number one for yourself, first.

a/n: I NEEDED THIS WHEN I WAS 1 POINT AWAY FROM A 98 GENERAL AVERAGE ON MY CARD I SWEAR /cries HOPING YOU BABES LOVED THIS

tags !! @miguelswifey04

[shortpplfedup]

I've been threatening to write 5000 words about The Hug between Akk and Ayan, and this probably won't get nearly that far, but it's still sitting with me so much. Like setting that up and knocking it down the way Golf did, I can't even really explain how it makes me feel. I'm very much a 'love is a decision you make every day'/love as an action verb girl and this moment, this goddamn HUG THAT IS OCCUPYING MY BRAIN SPACE RENT-FREE, is just so decision to love. It's soulmates in the sense I consider soulmates; not some random person out in the world who is fated and magically made for you, but a person that you choose to be your person and who chooses you. The 'laundry and taxes' conception of love. The 'even on the days when I hate your guts, I look at you and still choose you' conception of love. And that HUG? Articulating such a fundamental difference in worldview and approaches to life, saying 'you piss me off so much, I don't get you and you don't get me here' and then looking at each other with all that between you and DECIDING THAT IS STILL YOUR PERSON?! It makes me wanna chew glass, it's the ultimate love to me. Because it's not love as capitulation, it is love as honesty, it is love as a trust like you would not believe. I know who you are, you know who I am, and our love for each other is not in spite of our differences, because this is who we are as people. This is you and you are the person I choose. This is me and I am the person you choose.

I'm a huge fan of having all the facts and making a decision, and that applies to love as much as anything else. Because I don't think the purpose of love is to go through it unscathed. I don't think deciding not to love anymore is a failure or that it erases all the days that you did decide to love. I never think of time loving as wasted time, no matter how much or how little time you spent at it, no matter if in the end the person you loved was 'worthy' of it or not. I know that's probably a controversial take. I'm like one of probably a handful of people who bawls my eyes out at Oh Aew's speech to Teh at the end of I Promised You the Moon, because basically saying 'I know who you are, and you are the person I want to be with' is such love. It ain't about what Teh deserves, it's about what Oh Aew decides. And Teh is a person who he chooses knowing exactly who Teh is. He doesn't know what the future holds, he can't say they won't end up at another end, but the loving is the point, not the ending. Akk and Ayan may come to a point where they can no longer accept each other's worldviews, but today they still chose each other. They looked across the gulf between them and still found it worth bridging to hold on to each other.

[crossdressingdeath]

Kyvir: My old memories and my past self - I can never get them back? Withers: If thou couldst recall in full every barbarity thou hadst committed, every tragedy thou hadst authored... wouldst thou truly want to? Kyvir: It is a dishonour to my victims to not recall their names. Withers: All their names are written. One day, if thou truly wishest, I will show thee, and we shall remember them together.

Interesting that Withers never actually says Durge's memories are gone for good. Which of the three characters I'm aware of mentioning it means we've got Omeluum saying that someone is keeping them from remembering, Sceleritas being convinced that their memories are gone for good, and Withers not confirming it either way. But Withers doesn't actually answer when Durge asks if they can really never get their memories back, he just asks if they'd want to. I did wonder if it was going to turn out that Withers took their memories, actually. The way total amnesia is the only side effect from the head trauma and the way Omeluum says someone doesn't want them to remember suggest that it wasn't just the brain damage that took their memories. But then, Withers only gets involved in the plot some time after Durge ended up tadpoled... Although they've lost their memories right up until they get out of the pod on the nautiloid. But Withers was still in that temple at that point, so... could it have been him? I don't know. But I think it would've been really fun if it turned out that Withers had taken Durge's memories because the Urge's control over them from pre-adolescence had led to them ending up so emotionally broken down from all the death and grief it and they have caused—I really do get a strong sense that their foster family and the incident with their lover are not the only times the Urge has tried to make them kill people they loved, and presumably usually succeeded—that the only way to give them another chance was to erase all those memories until they had enough hope of getting out from under Bhaal's thumb that they wouldn't give up the moment he tugged on their leash. That might end up being the interpretation I end up going with when I'm writing anyway, just because... this is not how severe brain damage works and also we are told straight up in act 1 that Durge doesn't remember anything at least partially because someone doesn't want them to and that goes all sorts of nowhere and it bothers me because someone taking Durge's memories is a fascinating concept, especially given only the gods who are against the Dead Three had reason to do it.

Also, I love Withers offering to go through all of Durge's victims with them if they really think they need to remember them. He doesn't say they have to face this, and he doesn't say they should pretend it never happened; he just tells them that if this is something they need to do, they don't have to do it alone. Which is a unique position, seeing how the companions don't exactly take what few mentions of Durge's past they get well and Gortash (the only person other than Sceleritas who seems to have genuinely liked pre-amnesia Durge) doesn't really seem to consider that maybe the details of their sordid past are. a lot to take in. Up to this point Durge likely would've expected that if they wanted to look into their past in any way beyond asking Gortash for details they would have to do it alone, but the moment they say that this is something they feel the need to do Withers makes it clear that he's going to be at their side throughout. Although I do wish there was an option for Durge to say they want to remember their past because it can't have all been bad, right? There must have been some good in there, right? I'd love for Durge to be able to say "I know I committed atrocities, I don't need the memories to know that, but I want to know if there was anything good in those days and the only way to know for sure is to remember it for myself."

[weightoftomorrow]

Prompt #13: Butte

dt spoilers, longer explanation under cut but it's very spoilery

this snippet is from the original version of the idea, wherein i got sick like right after getting to shaaloani (and my city had a heatwave that prevented me playing for very long) and i had to take a LOT of long breaks because i wasn't up to actually playing, but i started forming this idea like a week after getting to the part with namikka in the outskirts because i was sick and didn't have anything better to do. BUT that meant i didn't know what was going on with sphene and living memory and so my original concept was kinda…. different since it assumed sphene could be reasoned with, regulators were significantly less damaging, and cahciua was not lying as much as she was. i didn't actually write anything down because my brain was pretty muddied and i also wanted to figure out if it was actually workable before writing anything (it needed rework obviously) but i don't have any OTHER ideas for anything to do with landforms and at least yyasulani station is on a kinda butte

The notification came as a surprise, since it was from a sentry near Yyasulani Station rather than Vanguard. He checked; the alarm had been redirected to notify Sphene instead.

Of course it had.

He let himself sigh before reaching for aetherial currents and teleporting over to Yyasulani Station.

He wasn't surprised to see that, because of the delay, the train was already disgorging a few people, and Sphene was already talking to the group that included Erenville. Well fine, he'd take care of the much more time-limited thing first.

He walked up to the engineer examining the boxes placed to block the rails. "Um, hello, you're one of the train engineers?" He looked like Magnus, but Qahs'a couldn't quite remember his actual name at the moment.

When he nodded, Qahs'a continued. "We've tried to keep the uh… turn around thing working, but you'll have to check it. The bridge ahead is out though, and some people reported that the tunnel beyond also had a rockfall blocking it."

Not-Magnus frowned. "It was fine when Nitowikwe was here a few days ago…"

Qahs'a shook his head. "Because of some very convoluted reasons, thirty years have gone by in here. It was hit by lightning before we got the lightning rods up, and part of one of the arches collapsed.

Not-Magnus looked shocked, then nodded, and turned to consult to the others in the engine.

Now that that was taken care of, Qahs'a turned to Sphene and the Scions.

As he walked over, Sphene clearly noticed him, clasped her hands in front of her, and hurriedly finished saying whatever she had to say.

"Sorry for the delay, but someone decided I shouldn't know when the train finally came," he said dryly. "I'm sure Sphene here has been spinning a very interesting yarn for you, but left out everything truthful."

Sphene made a face at him, while Alisaie scowled at him. Huh, maybe she didn't recognize him? "She's been telling us that you've been trying to erase her people's culture!"

"That's funny, because before I made it my problem, she was trying to take over Yyasulani," he said, even more dryly. "And the thing I don't like about her culture is the whole refusing to let souls return to the aetherial sea and also constantly erasing people's memories."

"It's still Alexandrian culture," Sphene said.

[and past this point nothing works with the actual game lore so let's stop there. the point was: sphene was trying to manipulate scions to help her get rid of the "usurper" and then qahs'a is like hi here's what actually happened and the scions are on his side entirely. in this version, qahs'a was mostly living with and as a turali while sphene and the alexandrians had everkeep and there was a bit of tenseness over them being completely separate but... yeah. i liked the IDEA of sphene and qahs'a having a weird standoff over the train first but then sphene being essentially a program who could NOT compromise over the endless absolutely ruined the ability to keep sphene around at all]

[clover-system]

(you're not obligated to read or respond to this but i just wanted to say it)

found your blog from that 60k notes post that blew up and learned about a whole new world of discourse i didn't even know existed lmao —

i spent a good 5-6 years of my life wondering if i had DID (especially since even til now i am not sure if i even have trauma) and even now it's just... a big question mark for me — god knows with all the discourse I've just settled for acting as 'normal singular person' and decided it really doesn't matter to me if i had DID or not, my (our?) brain just works in a funky way and maybe that just so happens to align with the way people who exist as pluralities work (is this the correct term?? still new to this lmao)

but yes am sending this ask because of that one post talking about endos/pro endos erasing DID and turning it into a silly personality quirk bc they... were editing the wiki page

to put it in the most concise way possible, i really doubt that a majority of endos want to 'erase' DID or just treat it as something you can will into existence or... whatever. it's still a disorder, after all. i think everyone's just experiencing their own way through life, and due to how prevalent the concept of DID is compared to people simply choosing/naturally developing(?) alters/systems, i think it's understandable why people could mix up the two or simply 'identify' with DID as it's the most understood 'label' for 'someone who has alters'.

maybe it's just me, but no one wants to erase your presence, no one wants to invalidate your trauma, and i really genuinely hope that no one wants to make your genuine, awful struggles be seen as a 'personality quirk'. maybe there are extremists out there in the endo community who are like that, i wouldn't know, you're the first blog I've ever seen that talks about this kinda stuff so I'm pretty much new here. but that's my two cents.

and well, pro endo or not, i wanna quote this thing from oxford english dictionary. 'Why do we include vulgar and offensive words in our dictionaries? The role of a descriptive dictionary is to record the existence and meaning of all words in a language, and to clearly identify their status. We include vulgar or offensive words in our dictionaries because such terms are a part of a language's lexicon.'

wikipedia is a community run site that's meant to give comprehensive and (hopefully) accurate information regarding topics. no matter if you agree that endogenic systems are or are not classified under DID or not, no matter if you're 100% certain that it doesn't count at all, the fact of the matter is this: someone else does! and apparently enough people out there think that way for this to be discourse and to be added onto wikipedia.

i don't think this should be removed from wikipedia, in that case. if anything, i think it should be put on the page, as it is a majour point of content regarding DID. the information shouldn't be phrased as 'oh endogenic systems are/arent DID related', obviously; but i feel like being able to admit that 'there is a group of people that believe xyz' is something important and good to have on a wiki page when it's *that* prevalant when people talk about the topic. this doesn't mean pro endos are trying to erase the validity of DID or that they're trying to say that endos also have DID... it's just saying that there is a (not insignificant apparently) group out there with that belief, and that at this current moment, according to the DSM, this belief is not officially supported.

thanks for coming to my ted talk anyway, you're a real one my homie :^)

​Thanks for sending this in a few months back. I think I wanted to say something more and just forgot, but now I have to post this because I accidentally marked it as a Palestine fundraiser and sent it to the queue and barely caught it in time.

Anyway, hope you're doing well anon :)

[shittygaypornmagazine]

Hi! I recently started making a TMNT iteration and I wanted to pick your brain rq for questions you ask / wish you were asked that help with fleshing out characters, storylines, and the lives behind a characters that really make them come to life? Cause I'm struggling with a lot of bits here💀

Akfkgkxcjdkckz. Oh my god. Uh. Well. Ok.

First of all: just a quick note that I am in no way shape or form an authority on the matter of tmnt iterations and my ways of characterisation might as well be considered wrong by any other person.

So!

I definitely did not think about this response all night ever since receiving the ask, nono. I thought about it a normal amount.

Why?

That I guess is a very broad question, but I think it is really the first and the most important one you want to ask yourself about anything: a situation, a character, a storyline... I'll take my fic Full Lair as an example to make it easier and kind of apply what I'm saying to what I actually did.

So, three months ago, after reading about F!Leo for a while, I decided to make a Peepaw Fic. Why? Because the concept of a hurt adult version of a character coming back to see their carefree self and battling their hate for them felt fascinating. Why? *insert personal reasons here*

That is the "idea" of the fic.

I also wanted to put some romance in there. Why? Because I felt a little tired of reading about sixteen year olds falling in love and getting their happy ever after so soon, so I wanted to write about two middle aged men with their own baggage learning to trust and love all over again. Why? *insert personal reasons here*

That is the secondary "idea" or the reason for the plot itself.

There personal reasons don't have to be present, but I think every once in a while you should circle back to the whatever reasons you had for starting your fic in order to really understand what are you're trying to say or why are you making the fic in the first place, in case you are feeling stuck/don't know what to do next.

"Why" can also flash out a lot of characters and their backgrounds even before they are revealed, because while you, the author, know why a character does something, the readers will probably pick up on that and start getting the clues to whatever it is that you are setting up. And this really is a very fun question to be asked about your work because then you can go full info dumping mode and who doesn't love that?

Where are the background characters?

Personally, I regret not asking this question before starting Full Lair because I lost a lot of opportunities due to genuinely forgetting about certain parts/characters from the actual canon and bringing them back now would be a little awkward, so I prefer to simply reference them as not to erase their existence completely.

So, think about the background characters beforehand.

Doesn't matter what's your base: 2003, rise, 1987, or whatever and whoever you write about, it really helps to know where you're characters are at. You don't have to think all to hard or write about all of them, of course, but in case there is an opportunity for a little reference or a reader asks you something along the lines of "hey where's this dude" you have a quick and in-universe response to this.

So what about the jokes?

Now if you're not sure in your own sense of humour a trusted person who's opinion on it and the characters you are writing about seems to fit your fic would be a great help.

Yes, even if it's just for them to boost your confidence a little.

The jokes are a small part, but if you're writing about the turtle brothers, sometimes you gotta sprinkle in some bickering and teasing so it's better to have a Humour Tester by your side. And in general, jokes and their placement can really help to describe and understand a character (hence Leo from Rise) and their attitude towards the world and the people around them.

I have no idea if that was of any help at all, because I kinda went for the very few vague questions that I could think about at the moment, but you're always welcomed to ask for more specific ones!

[tutchando74]

Murder Drones episode 5 "review"

So i'm going to separate this "review" in categories, because my brain works better that way.

Story: Okay, so alot of things happened in this episode. For starters, N, V and J all had their memorys of the mansion erased, well not fully erased, otherwise they wouldn't have flashbacks about it and Uzi wouldn't be able to hack them, wich is a wild concept, being able to hack into someones memorys and kind of manipulate them is fucking insane. We also don't know if J still has her memorys erased, probally not. V for some reason was having a "error 606", don't know what that is, but sure. We see that Tessa's drones are treated as worse than the norm, maybe because they have more "free will"?, don't know. Also Cyn is treated like he has some type of mental problem. N defends Cyn, a classic, the crow scene is fucking awesome tbh. Cyn goes fucking wild and basically fucks the entire mansion, turning worker drones in solver fuckers or just blobs. So in the wall that had that strange shit when N entered in the mansion, there was a strange simbol, what is that? And what it represents?. Cyn then goes wild on the humans. V gets mad that Uzi is on her mind and then fucking Doll appears out of nowhere. I didn't think would actually come back, I honestly thought that she would be more of a ghost shit than anything, but okay. Khan is clearly hiding something, I mean the man was married to someone who had the solver, he has to know something, and this interaction with Doll just makes it more weird. Then Tessa appears and gets the key for something, and th eepisode ends in a giant cliffhanger. Awesome, really liked this, i'm so fucking excited for the next episode.

Characters: So, N didn't have much new things added, he's basically the same, so I don't have anything to talk about him. V on the other hand, we now know that she does like N, at least a little bit, wich is anogh for me (I like NxV), outside of that, nothing much. J barely talks. Tessa is somewhat weird, she acts in a way that I predicted, but at same time in a different way, but her character is pretty intereting, I wonder what she is gonig to do, maybe try to "kill" Cyn? She also clearly doesn't like anyone with the solver, I can understand. Khan I alredy talked. Uzi had a little thing for her, we now know that she likes N, at least a little bit, wich prvoes what I thoguht would happen, a godamm love triangule, hope this doesn't ruin the story, but Uzi did have something more, the line of "finf whats wrong with me", or something in the lines, wich means that she thinks the solver is a "mistake" or something like that, wich is pretty interesting, that makes me think that Uzi is kind of very fucking selfish, since she is invading others mind, without their permission, to solve her own problems, that will surely be a plot point some time, I hope. Doll also has something going on for her, I think that she thinks on a similar way to Uzi about the solver, she probally wants to go where Cyn is to get rid of that, thus why she says that Mr. Doorman has done a good job. We also see a more "scared" side, she was afraid of Tessa, even thogh she can pick bullets mid air with the solver, taht can mean somethings, either her solver is not working properly, wich I doubt, or she doesn't want to use the solver, thus why she has an eyepatch. Maybe she has fear of turning into that solver state that Uzi turned. Maybe Cyn can see through her eyes, I don't know. And for last, Cyn is a fucking asshole, what is it's plan. It says its an eldritch beign, but why manifest in code? Why pretend to be a robot? And how the fuck does it hide it's true form? These are somethings that I though right now. We have too little information about Cyn to say anything, so I will just let those questions there. Overall, I really liked the new character development some received in this episode.

Art: This episode is absolutelly beatiful. The dark atmosphere creates really awesome scenes, like the one N enters the mansion. I liked the use of the humans, because even though their just a silhouette they still move like "normal", but overall I just like the design of the humans, it reminds me of corrupted souls from the Cube Escape series. Other than that, it looks like the other episodes, wich means that all the scenes were beatiful. The asthetic of this show is just really awesome.

[szif]

i feel like gacha games and practically any thing that just seeps into your brain has only been affecting me because i keep seeing them as like, something that makes me connect to others and have a shared experience with them so i'm not "missing out" on anything if i actually play the game. like when i used to play genshin (... erase it out of your memory after this post) i remember only playing it because my friends did which already is a sign but i remember how getting all the characters and the agony of "pulling" them in the gacha was like, the common experience and i just didn't like the concept of a random chance involving a currency granting me something so i just never used. and i dont know. i played it to keep connection but then that connection severed when i wasn't doing the gambling part especially after hearing people spending 10/20/30/50k on it like it really felt pressuring. and then i quit it altogether and the sense of "yeah, you're not doing the same thing as everyone else" hit me pretty hard and i had to hide like a salamander under a rock because i knew it was bad for me but at the same time i just wanted to you know, share something. i feel pretty much the same with everything else that is meant to be a videogame with a pool of characters you're meant to get, like just the general concept of knowing all these things and everyone else also knowing so that like, you have a common thing. its just real fucked up how this is pretty much all i've been doing for a while all because i didn't want to go "oh, i don't like this, i'm my own person and i'll get to have something else with everyone else, it doesn't have to be this"

[spoiledleaff]

hey

you don't have to post this if you dont want to, please dont feel like you have to

i just wanted to apologize for that ask. i shouldve been a million times nicer and it was a dick move for me come for you like that

hello again :) please know that i’m responding to this because i want to, so you can erase that worry from your mind.

and, it’s okay. i mean! it isn’t! personally, i think how you worded that was perhaps a bit too… abrasive, and maybe a little bit rude, and i’m honestly terrible at standing up for myself but that doesn’t have much to do with this haha! but, i also understand where your concern may have been coming from. but, also, please know that i would never intentionally try to steal someone else’s idea. never. and if you ever have any other concerns about ideas that maybe sound just a tad too similar to someone else’s?? feel free to ask me!! i will do gladly give you links to my pinterest boards, lay out all my plans and ideas for future fics with different pairings and different ideas and concepts that will probably never be done, haha!!

but, you are also incredibly correct as well. i did a little bit of twitter digging ew, and it turns out that ricky did offhandedly mention the premise on twitter. so, that’s also my bad as well for not remembering :’D my brain must’ve stored this sweet little morsel of a prompt, and, well, you know what they say! if you wanna see something specific on ao3, might as well just write it yourself, haha! so, i don’t blame you or hate you or anything like that for your concern, if you’re worried :) and, honestly, if ricky himself or if someone had asked, ‘oh! were you by chance inspired by this from this person?’ i absolutely would’ve gone digging anyways and said, ‘oh my gosh, yes, actually! haha! go blame ricky for the atrocities i’m about to commit :D’ … if it helps? there were also quite a few thoughts about tattoo artist swiss and piercer rain, haha!! and not just the dynamic that apparently both ricky and myself are quite partial to.

my memory is terrible. and i know this sounds like an excuse for stealing credit, but i do genuinely mean it. on top of that, ricky and myself don’t interact very often, though i realize that also isn’t an excuse. well, maybe i’m patting myself on the back a bit too much for this, but i like to think i’m not an asshole? if you have a question, or maybe even an issue, please feel free to ask or dm me or whatever! :D i like to think i’m quite chill about these sorts of things actually :0

my goodness, i’m just in a rambling mood today, i’m sorry. my point is, i accept your apology!! :D but, i also apologize as well. i still feel a little… err, icky? about this topic? so i probably won’t follow through whatever silly little fic i was writing. i think i deleted it actually, but please don’t feel bad about that. i just panicked, haha. regardless, there’s no need to worry about it from my end :)

i like to think i’m a decent person, so if you ever have a question about something i’ve said or done, please feel free to ask! i didn’t think that i had seen ricky publish anything on ao3 relating to this? if i had though, or kept better attention to his blog because i guess they’ve been teasing it and i’m silly and don’t know what notification settings are— i most certainly would’ve given credit, and asked for permission, and probably asked again before publishing just to be sure!! haha! but, i will only accept your apology based on how you expressed your concern, and not for doing it in the first place. so, i hope you’re not doing that, haha! stealing credit for ideas is a serious thing no matter the fandom, and, truly, i’m glad that you expressed this concern to me.

but, uhm, yeah :) it’s okay. just… please be careful in the future. I obviously don’t know who you are, but you seem sweet and you seem genuine, and i wouldn’t want you getting hurt for the wrong reasons

have a good day, anon. ♡

[nsfwhiphop]

Incoming Text for Amanda Peet (@realamandapeet) :

"The Real-Life Scenario of the Disaster Film 2012: Prepare Accordingly, You Should Prepare for This"

Hey Amanda!

My name is Angelo.

I just want to start by saying that I've been a fan since that 2004 movie with Bruce Willis and Chandler Bing. I don't remember the name of the movie, but I know it has the word 'Yards' in it.

I've been a fan of your work, but I was disappointed that you never did any good movies after the 2010 era. All your fun movies are in the early 2000s. After that, I don't know what happened to you, but you kind of disappeared and left us fans in the cold. I'm just sayin' you are like Lauryn Hill because she disappeared from the music business just like you did with the film industry, and the fans were so sad.

I loved your character in that Bruce Willis film. It was so fun. And that other character with Ashton Kutcher was fun as well. I'm a cinephile, so you know I watched all sorts of movies, and your two films with Ashton and Bruce were the most memorable and fun characters. It's too bad you never did anything memorable after these two movies. It made me sad as a fan of your work.

I was like: "Where is Amanda? Why are there no more comedies with Amanda? I hate Hollywood for not giving Amanda more opportunities."

Your Jill character is unforgettable. She is like a hilarious version of Bonnie. If Bonnie was a comedian, she would be like your character Jill.

I never forgot the lines of Jill. She says: "Just say you're not in love with her anymore. You can't say it, can you?" And another Jill line is: "You shut up, or I'll blow your brains out." (She was kind of mad that the other female contract killer was making fun of her.)

Those are some of my most memorable lines of Jill.

As you can guess, my dear Amanda, I've been crushing hard on you since the early 2000s, but I never made a move because it is a doomed relationship, so I just kept quiet and moved on with my life. I respect your family life. I know you're married, and I have good manners. I never bother a married woman.

That's why I never wrote a letter to you before. This is the very first time I am writing to you. I usually ignore you like you don't even exist on this earth because I respect your privacy. So, forgive me if I ignored you. I know you are lowkey mad at me for not revealing this alien to you before today.

Amanda Peet be like: "Why would you not tell me about this Angelo-the-alien before? I mean, I deserve to know about this. It's like the most amazing news, and I'm angry at you for not sharing this good news with me."

Angelo says: "I never called Amanda because I'm in love with her. I avoided her. I want to make sure that I erase her memory so she never remembers me. Do you understand the concept of the neuralizer in the movie Men In Black with Tommy Lee Jones?"

I ignored you because that's how I erase your memory. You can join the Jewish girls team with @natalieportman and @gal_gadot. They will help you remember what I erased from your memory when I ignored you for all these years.

Angelo be like: "Now, calm down, Amanda! Promise you won't be mad at me for erasing your memory. Please don't be angry. Take it easy. Slowly, we will upload information into your brain like a USB stick and help you remember."

Amanda Peet says: "I promise to be calm and never get angry. You have my word. But that was so uncalled for. You could've shared this information with me earlier. I feel like I'm coming very late to a party that started many moons ago. I'm lowkey pissed off, but I will try to control myself and take it easy."

The end of the conversation.

My dear Amanda, welcome to our very secretive world.

Also, I'm very serious about preparing for disaster. Your movie 2012 with John Cusack is about to happen in real life. These two girls will update you. I encourage you to call @natalieportman and @gal_gadot. They will give you all the information you need to prepare for this coming nuclear disaster.

The world will not be the same in the next few months, and only those who prepare for this nuclear disaster will survive the blast. Tell your husband that it is very important that he converts his paper money into gold bars and diamonds because after the nuclear blast, the dollar will lose all value. @natalieportman and @gal_gadot will explain this to you.

I hope this information was helpful and useful.

Nice to meet you, Amanda Peet. It is an honor to be your virtual friend.

Your virtual friend and guardian angel,

Angelo.

P.S.:

Here is the 'Men In Black' video about erasing the memory:

Men In Black- First Neuralyzer Scene

[bacotri]

It's Unbecoming

Realization lives in empty hallways of a conversation's end. The silence after confronting an unfaithful lover. Those moments following a fireworks' blast. Realization rests within the cycle of fullness, when everything returns to zero.

For me, it's my first breath after the long coma I've been in. Time moves absolutely different for people in a coma. A second is a month in real life, maybe. But it feels like a fanfare when I left the dream.

Waking up to the cold, sterile, and bright room was my moment. Even more so was the fact that nobody is there to greet me. In movies, or dramas, often we'd see the families of comatose patients crying and sobbing while waiting for them to wake up. But really, realistically, who has the time to do that?

Everyone has a life of their own. I don't blame them. Also, unlike those stories you might have heard, I can actually distinguish coma dream from reality. So I don't need help from families or friends to grasp anything, reality is as solid as a brick.

Well, except for the thing sitting next to me.

I can't describe it in a way that won't make it more confusing. Let's say, a girl, about my age. Imagine that, but blurry. Like in third dimension but also wrong. It can speak too.

"The button, behind your head, it calls for a nurse." It didn't sound hostile.

I did as it... she? I did as she asked. Sorry, it's way better for me to use that pronoun. It humanizes her, and I'd like her to be human.

I pressed the button to call the nurse. The process after was very procedural. Health inspection, checking for muscle atrophies, soreness. The nurses and that one doctor was gentle, and I felt a little embarrassed at the thought of girls touching my body.

Don't judge, but I've spent years in a practically dead state. I can't feel anything in the real world. Every bit of sensation sent to my brain is overwhelming at that point.

Then again, the one thing I can never erase from all the thoughts invading me at that point was that... I like being touched. Not even in an explicit way, but I like the sensation of physical touch on my skin. People often would take those for granted, holding hands, hugging, all of that.

But think about it like this. In a dream, you trip and fall down. In an instant you'd be jerked back awake. You never had the sensation of the impact on your skin. That is, the membrane separating dreaming and waking is merely the sensation of touch.

It is very thin indeed. After the coma I find myself savoring more and more of the concept of touch. I give myself time and space to just simply touch an object and feel it. It's weird.

I went home about a week after I woke up. The thing invited herself into my house as well. I don't mind her, her presence is calming. I miss some days when I would be alone though.

"I'd like a salmon today." She requests things like that often. I'm surprised too, because I'd find myself wanting those things she asked.

One day, I remember it was a rainy night. We had a conversation. I've had conversations with her before, alone of course, other people can't see her. That's something I find myself relieved with as well, that I have a secret that is her.

"I can't see the stars tonight," she said. "I want to see the stars."

"You can't, it's raining, heavy one too. Seems like it won't let up for a while," I replied.

It was an in between period. Sometimes after summer ends, it will rain heavily. I remember that from my childhood.

"On nights like these, when you can't see the stars, what do you replace them with?" Her tone back then was innocent. But even a blind man can see that she asked a loaded question.

I wanted to answer that I don't replace the stars. It's fated that we can't see them that night, and what is fated can't be changed. But deep down I want them to change, she and her tiny hands have reached deep into the permeable surfaces of my heart.

It was a simile, a play on words. What I meant, and what I'm sure she meant was, given another circumstance would I allow my family and friends to enter my life again? If not, what did I replace them with?

"It's you, isn't it?" I asked her.

Silence.

My family didn't leave me. This is reality, not some short story. Of course sometimes they would ask around, contacted me, but I always kept my distance.

That's worse, I agree. Keeping them just out of reach. Yes, it's like putting myself in a cage. I've used similar metaphors, and those are dangerous you know? Metaphors are used only to build love. If carelessly used they will build a wrong type of love.

At least, my parents brought me lots of metaphors. Most of them by the name of my best friend, or my neighbor, my childhood friend, even my own girlfriend at one point. It's love, they claimed. I feel it, the love, suffocating and scary.

When I told her... of course I told her. I told her many things. She saw my worst, days where I would loop myself like an ouroboros of depravity. Coming back and forth between laptop and phone, staring at pictures and videos, and imagining I was there instead of whichever male actor was.

"I don't mind," she said. "These are human things, these make you human. But please tone it down."

I don't know if she's being ironic, or that it's her twisted way of seeing what a human is. But her words made me stop. It made me realize that she was seeing my vulnerability and it's the one thing that became my blockade.

Oh, yeah, back to the parents thing. I told her that too. About how they would proclaim love in such a way. She told me that it wasn't love.

"Love doesn't hurt," she murmured. "If love hurts, it's not love, it's a skin of one, but inside it's different. A whole new kind of thing."

"But it didn't hurt," I scoffed. "It just felt weird. They seem to enjoy other people more than their own kid."

"That." She then held my hands. "That is hurt. Don't be ashamed of that."

In a way she does, it's strange, like she's reading my mind and dares speak it. Sometimes I would think of a concept, mull over it, and gave up because I just can't find the right word to convey it. Then she would have this grin, and in the sweetest voice someone could muster, she'd say the exact sentence or phrase which would describe it.

Some days she'd be silent, just watching me. I hated those days at first, but she has a way to make me feel at ease, even with those piercing unseen eyes. Those are usually paired with rain, I think she hated rain.

I wonder the same thing too, why I kept coming back to her on all of our sessions. She seems to be something I kept on my mind, even when she's not here anymore. I just... maybe I am feeling lonely.

Describing myself in third person is strange but I can try. He is a man in his late 20s, wearing thick glasses, likes to go out and eat, had a coma once. His strength... let's see, empathic? His weakness revolves around that too, maybe seeing too much of people's faults and overanalyzing them.

I get that this might help, but I feel like day by day my memory of her is beginning to fade away. Maybe, back to it again, it is fate. I am fated to lose even her, but I don't want to.

This is something I'm incredibly passionate about, mostly because I want to see her again. Do you think she's waiting for me? I think she is, and she's dying to speak to me again.

The last day I saw her was before I had that crash and ended up here again, last year. It was strange because the events play out exactly like when I awoke from my coma years ago. Sterile room, buzzing light, only difference was you, I guess.

I am glad, yes. I'm glad you are there. It's not as lonely as the coma.

"Be careful," she lamented. It was such a weird tone. Like she'll never see me again.

No, not lamenting, maybe more hoping? It's certainly much more brighter than I might remember. I'm biased after all, because after the crash I never really see her again.

Well, it'll be easy to describe her in third person. She is... wearing a white shirt, long black hair, even if fuzzy I could still see her wearing glasses as well. She's not slender, not tall, just average in height, weight... no comment, maybe average too? Her build is not something I truly look at.

Come to think of it, she does.

Wait, can you try putting your hair back again?

Oh...

Oh my God.

[yarnings]

Here's my arguments for why no, people really do need to check the definitions of words, because it will cause problems if we just change the definitions:

"Warm white" and "Cold white" make sense, and aren't bad, but they aren't quantifiable. If you reverse colour temperature then you'll have to look for stuff like "medium-warm white" rather than just 2700K. (Yes, this is somewhat informed by the fact that I'm still cranky that my husband wired the controls for the colour-changing LEDs properly, so if I want a warm white I have to push the little sun button and if I want a cool one I have to push the snowflake, but my brain says "lower the colour temperature!" and about 75% of the time I end up confused as to why the snowflake gives me a bluer light. But my point stands.) There's a post about headlight colours that suggests there should be a minimum allowable colour temperature for headlights. How the hell would you do that even if you switch the meanings? "Legally speaking headlights may not be any cooler than a slightly cool white". No, you need an actual scale.

You don't get to take a word that mostly exists in someone else's field and declare it to mean something difficult now. You will never convince me that there weren't people missing important research on aerosols when making COVID safety plans, because "COVID-19 is an airborne disease". And that's when you can look at definitions (if you're less frantically busy) and see that the medical use of "aerosol" doesn't actually mean aerosol. If you actually change the definition (completely ignoring the fact that I don't think there's any real substitute word for "aerosols that aren't the really big particles/droplets", and that is a very necessary concept), then in a generation or two you're going to have so much research getting lost, because people will think it doesn't apply. Also, looping back to what concepts are necessary, while there's some value in lumping aerosols that sediment out under gravity separately from other aerosols, that's a sub-category. And those two groups have so much more in common than not in common. I still don't know of any research (if you do please tell me) that supports of SARS-COV-2 transmits via aerosols that are too small to meet the medical usage of the term or it's truly airborne. But as much as that seems like relevant information, at least at a technical level, it's harder to conceptualize as something that's worth studying both for researchers who are looking for helpful work, and for grant committees who effectively decide if the researchers get to do that work, when you don't have the convenient concept of "we want to see if this is an aerosol" anymore.

People are really bad about female anatomy as it is. Seriously, it's 100% bad if we just erase the word vulva (again, people who say vagina when they mean vulva are almost never using anything else to mean vagina). And I don't just say this because I was so slow that it took me until the next day to realise that the person I was disagreeing with online about whether or not women are actually familiar with their vaginas probably meant vulva, not vagina.

Yes, I'm cranky that the very useful concepts of "literally" "anti-social" and even "milk" are getting harder and harder to express because those words mean something different now. But I understand that's how language works. I'm only really complaining about the harmful ones.

[the-firebird69]

To drop the letter off and we told him we're not John remillard if not trio says it I will treat them very badly. We waited at the gate

Requesting to speak to the officials and approved us and they didn't when the raceway was counting down we said you'll come speak to us or we're going to arrest you and they wouldn't. Go in there for the race all of them we're going to start sending in different police to arrest the other groups and they'll say we're riding we're going to do it all day the first bunch is coming in with 200 police with automatic rifles and our son says this sets off the movie we need Cicero the reasons the race ends at 3:00 p.m. Mexico time and the threatening each other with weapons Hammer Time is what they said and it's going on now

Thor Freya

It was me saying the top part but this is on these people suck they blow and we're going to take them apart momentarily. We did deliver the letter when they go to the perimeter we're going to arrest him again and we're going to take over all the raceways in the Midwest that's most of the racetracks that they have and if they want to come in who cares never going to start our races and attract their attention and constantly try and enter theirs

Bitol and Goddess Wife

I'm going to hold you up all the time CAA

Mac

I'm going to hold you up for money at gunpoint by other people all the time if you're frustrating mouth and your f**** ass way

Zues Hera

I certainly see something you get rid of the lasers the ships yada yada come on Mac f*** off... I'm saying something and he says again who cares you're a piece of s*** you spent cases and I am I guess two kids are going down we're going to try and hold you up all over like we already do he says they're going to play actual pressure here bunch of old s*** can't get out of bed a little bit of gas and it's over I certainly hear that it's not John Reema Lord and he took control and we're f****** up the plan for everyone else

Msc

We're going to start holding you up now Mac you can see people getting arrested several movies are going on the Midwest will close shortly in 2 or 3 days cuz your assigned decision because your retards put their brain inside yours

Thor Freya

I got to get out of this this is stupid we should have let them in the race these people are against me too but really I shouldn't have encouraged him to do it

Mac

You can't penetrate our fortresses you can't find our people a weapon could erase these people let me know evidence of a raceway in a millisecond

Zues Hera

I checked it out and it's true we have big miles and a stupid crash little b****** I mean people suck he said I did the right thing did you like this before and never would have gotten anywhere it's probably why it helped cuz he needed cover and it wasn't doing anything

Tommy f the Middle ages came up okay

Wow this is very rude that's what I like it it's too good for you my enemies to you is weak going to run me around with your f****** loser just saying you're hitting you he's going to hit you today I can't stand it anymore they shouldn't have done this it says it's going to take over the raceways and exclude who he can. I see why

Mac

This blows no it's a great idea we're going to use it he says thoroughfare probably already were this is awesome

It is awesome Thor and Frasier it's going to be best the best we're going to fix the verbiage if I don't want to Freya says

We're going to have to Trump's people with heavy I'm tired of talking about it and Hera says yuck they're messing with their name and people won't fix it they're both going to fix it the hard way I get that so here it is I like to see it but here we go I'm going to watch them go down and I like this my husband's awesome everybody I got a winner I'm going to wear his ring as a fiance. You said I have already and of course you have permission and you have to test it first if not I can make one and that would be great

Hera says. And wow my area so the concept is s and they're allowing me to say it when I love doing this that we will take over all of the raceways in the middle and will buy other ones of course it will exclude who we want you try and force your way in we take over your company and your sponsors

Hera says. And we are rolling ahead here on the project and she is going to head up parts of it it's partially her idea and his idea is greatness he wants to do something he wants to be involved because these people are bothering the s*** out of him all the time fire cars in front of him and more and our cars are better and faster and we go get them cuz their hours now it started just starting to get nervous like goats in a pen

Olympus

[rea-can-yeet]

Y'ALL MY FAVE YOUTUBE CHANNEL DROPPED A NEW VID AND I WAS EXCITED YET WASN'T EXPECTING MUCH WHEN I SAW THE NOTIFICATION BELL, BUT WHEN IT WAS ABOUT GENSHIN AGAIN I HAD TO JUMP IN.

And guess what?

IT HAS GIVEN ME MAJOR BRAIN ROT FOR SAGAU Y'ALL

Okay okay, video tldr; the reason why the 3 archons are okay giving their gnosis to the tsaritsa is because they support her idea of rebelling against celestia because they want to change their destiny(?) and not have these somewhat commanding heavenly government doing some divine intervention. Basically, letting the course of nature ran freely. They no longer wanna be tied to celestia.

Of course, this was just a theory, a GAME THEORY- *ahem anyway

so the video was great WHICH BRINGS MY BRAIN ROT

IMAGINE WHY THESE ARCHONS REVER THE CREATOR SO MUCH IS BECAUSE THEY'RE SO DIFFERENT FROM CELESTIA. THEY DON'T GO AROUND DOING DIVINE INTERVENTION. THAT'S WHY NOT MUCH PEOPLE AREN'T THAT CONFUSED WHY THEY LEFT, THEY DIDN'T ABANDON TEYVAT, THEY LEFT IT TO GROW FREELY.

WHICH IS WHY KHAENRI'AH IS INTIMATE TOWARDS WORSHIPPING THE CREATOR IS BECAUSE THEY WANT TO FEEL A CLOSER CONNECTION TO THEM NOT AS A WORSHIPER AND A GOD, BUT MUCH CLOSER AND INTIMATE THAN THAT BECAUSE THEY BELIEVE THAT IS THE CREATOR'S INTENTION. THEY ARE BELIEVED TO BE LOVING AND NOT CONTROLLING. THEY TREAT LOWER LIFE FORMS EQUALLY. THE CREATOR HAS LET THEM, HUMANITY, TO GROW AND THRIVE, TO REACH BIGGER HEIGHTS, ACHIEVE THE IMPOSSIBLE.

THAT IS WHY NOT MUCH CITIZENS IN THAT ARCHONLESS NATION HOLD A GRUDGE AGAINST THE CREATOR. KHAENRI'AH WASN'T SUPPOSED TO BE WIPED OUT, IT'S NOT DESTINED TO HAPPEN, HUMANS WERE BOUND TO GAIN KNOWLEDGE AND EVOLVE, BUT DUE TO DIVINE INTERVENTION, THEY WERE ERASED.

THAT'S WHY ZHONGLI FAKED HIS DEATH. BECAUSE OF THE CREATOR'S IDEALISM THAT THEIR CREATION CAN BE INDEPENDENT, HE'S FOLLOWING THE CREATOR'S EXAMPLE. HOPING THAT THE CREATOR WOULD BE PROUD OF HIM AND HIS NATION.

THEY SAY ZHONGLI IS THE MOST LOYAL AND DEVOTED ACOLYTE, BUT NOO! IT'S THE TSARITSA BECAUSE SHE STANDS ON WHAT THE CREATOR BELIEVES, AND THAT IS TO LET NATURE RUN IT'S COURSE WITHOUT ANY FORM OF INTERVENTION. CELESTIA HAS SOILED THE CREATOR'S IDEALISM. SHE WILL REBELL FOR HER PEOPLE AND THE CREATOR.

THAT'S WHY REIDEN CUT TIES WITH CELESTIA BECAUSE OF HER OWN PERSONAL REASONS AND FOR THE CREATOR.

remember how an archon's gnosis connects the archon to celestia? Well, maybe also for celestia to have some type of authority over an archon, thus a nation.

THEY'RE THREATENED BY THE FACT THAT THEY HAVE NO CONTROL OVER KHAENRI'AH BECAUSE NO ARCHON, NO GNOSIS. NO GNOSIS, NO CONTROL.

CELESTIA MAY HAVE DONE THE THINGS THEY DID IN THE NAME OF ORDER, BUT THEY DID NOT MENTION THAT THEY DID IT IN THE NAME OF THE CREATOR. THEY WANTED THE CONTROL.

That's WHY YOU, the PLAYER, HAVE NO IDEA ABOUT THIS CREATOR. WHEN MEETING THE UNKNOWN GOD'S CUT SCENE, like stated above, HAVE NOT MENTIONED DOING ANYTHING IN THE NAME OF THE CREATOR.

And again, going for the divine intervention route, CELESTIA PANICS AT THIS POSSIBLE REBELLION AND THE ONLY THING THEY COULD THINK OF AS A WAY TO SOMEHOW CONTROL THEM IS THROUGH THE CREATOR.

how?

Then through the player, you.

How exactly?

BY INTERVENING THE LAW OF WORLDS AND REALMS TO PULL YOU OUT FROM EARTH AND ONTO TEYVAT. THEY CHANGE YOU'RE WHOLE ASPECT, YOUR BLOOD, YOUR PRESENCE, ANYTHING THAT DEPICTS THE CREATOR.

YOU CLAIM YOU DON'T HAVE MEMORIES OF CREATING TEYVAT BECAUSE YOU DON'T!

YOU'RE NOT THE CREATOR.

THIS CONCEPT GOES WELL TO ANY OF THESE AUs! NORMAL, IMPOSTER, FATUI. (If there's also others that would match nicely, then add that to the list)

Oh, your grace has no memory of her legacy? You must have been weakened to this state due to you traveling, that's okay, you're still our creator 😊. BUT NO REALLY YOU DON'T HAVE MEMORIES OF THAT AT ALL.

But NO ONE WILL KNOW. YOU'LL JUST ACCEPT IT AS IT IS LIKE ALMOST ALL SAGAU CONTENT. YOU'RE THE CREATOR NOW.

Normal AU? Fluffy, but will have to face off celestia in the future. Imposter AU? Same outcome as usual. BUT

No matter the AU, that doesn't

change the fact that CELESTIA MADE A MISTAKE.

THEY THOUGHT THEY YOINKED AN ORDINARY RANDOM CITIZEN FROM A DIFFERENT REALM, NOOO, THEY PULLED OUT A GAMER. A PLAYER OF GENSHIN IMPACT, A PERSON WHO KNOWS THE INS AND OUTS OF TEYVAT.

THEY THINK THEY'RE CONTROLLING A CLUELESS NOBODY THAT WILL FOLLOW THEIR ORDERS JUST BECAUSE THEY HAVE A TITLE THAT CAN BE UNDERSTOOD UNIVERSALLY, THAT THEY'RE BASICALLY HEAVEN GODS ANYONE SHOULD WILLINGLY FOLLOW, BUT NOOO THAT TITLE MEANS NOTHING TO YOU BECAUSE YOU ALREADY SAW THE SHIT THEY'VE DONE.

And the plot twist?

The CREATOR has given YOU PERMISSION TO HAVE SOME POWER WHEN YOU'RE IN TEYVAT

BY GIVING YOU CONTROL OF THINGS, THE GAME MECHANICS.

Well, how the heck did celestia pull YOU out, a PLAYER, specifically, than just any random person?

CELESTIA CAN ONLY PULL SOMEONE EASILY IF THAT PERSON HAS SOME SORT OF CONNECTION TO TEYVAT. THEY HAVE TO PULL OUT SOMEONE THAT'S COMPATIBLE WITH THEIR REALM.

Okay then, why did the creator choose you to gain such power? What made you worthy? And how can a person be compatible to be summoned?

I'LL ASK YOU, who's the creator? Who made genshin impact?

MIHOYO

MIHOYO CREATED GENSHIN.

AND WHAT DID MIHOYO DID WITH THEIR CREATION? THEY GAVE IT TO YOU TO ENJOY.

TO PLAY WITH.

Remember that familiar line that almost exists in most sagau fics? About how Teyvat was made as your playground? I'm sure you've read something along those lines.

TEYVAT WAS MADE FOR YOU. MIHOYO MADE IT FOR YOU.

THE REASON YOU'RE COMPATIBLE IS BECAUSE YOU'VE MADE A CONNECTION WITH TEYVAT THROUGH SIGNING IN AS A PLAYER.

MIHOYO GAVE YOU THE RIGHT TO CONTROL OR INTERACT WITH ANY ENTITY IN THE GAME BECAUSE THEY ALLOWED IT TO, AS LONG AS YOU SIGN UP FOR THE GAME.

ONCE YOU SIGN UP, YOU AUTOMATICALLY GET TO USE THE GAME MECHANICS. THAT'S WHY YOU GET THE GAME MECHANICS WHEN YOU GET ISEKAI'D TO TEYVAT. BEING SUMMONED THERE IS SIMILAR TO LOGGING IN, TO BE ONLINE TO USE THE MECHANICS TO PLAY AND EXPLORE.

THE CREATOR MADE IT FOR YOU.

and that's not all. Things come to light and celestia is desperate and tries to get the acolytes to turn against you by revealing that you're not the creator. You and a worthy (maybe an archon of your choosing) acolyte pulls out an ancient tablet.

It is Mihoyo's note. THAT STATES THAT--

<insert username> IS A VALUED PLAYER AND THAT WE HOPE YOU ENJOY THE MMORPG THAT WE MADE FOR YOU TO ENJOY. WE HOPE YOU WILL COME TO LOVE TEYVAT AND IT'S CITIZENS. HAPPY GAMING!

--love, Mihoyo.

Which seals the fact that THE CREATOR HAS MADE THIS WORLD FOR YOU, THEREFORE YOU HAVE THE RIGHT TO BE REVERED ALL THE SAME WITH RESPECT.

You're not the creator BUT YOU'RE THE ONE THE CREATOR HAS ENTRUSTED TO HELP AND OVERLOOK TEYVAT. YOU'RE A DIVINE BEING CHOSEN BY THEIR GRACE.

They mistook the person controlling them as their Creator, but it was you. The adventures they went through, they went it with you. The one that made them stronger was you. The one possessing the divine vessels, was you. The creator's power over Teyvat and their knowledge was passed down to you. The game mechanics and your knowledge about the lore were evidence enough.

So you get this title,

<THE CREATOR'S PREDECESSOR>

Okay I deviated from the video's conclusion, but like I've said, this is just a brain rot. So do whatever you see fit with this trash. Soooooo bye

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Thoughts on Myc's Powers

resposting cause too many bad words before lol

I have my own headcanons, workings, and ideas of how Myc's powers work, so I wanted to write down my interpretation. I've watched inside job probably at least a hundred times over so I've put a lot of thought into this.

There is a lot of info so all of this will be under a read more!!

Myc, without touching appears to be able to detect strong emotional outputs and thoughts on the surface level. It all has to do with the strength of the emotion and thought, as well as the proximity.

Here are some examples of Myc gathering thoughts while NOT touching:

S1E1: -Myc bringing up the concept of putting rat poison into Brett's coffee and Reagan considering it -Myc being able to sense across the table that Glenn is repressing how attracted he is to Brett's little workout promo photos

S1E4: -Myc being able to specifically sense that Brett fucked Glenn's Ex, assuming hes reading the specific anger Glenn feels and the fear and guilt Brett feels

Myc, while touching seems to be able to dig deep into the subconscious or to thoughts not currently being thought about, as well as memories, since memories are tied to thoughts

Examples of WHILE touching:

S1E1: -Brett memorizing Dane Cook routines -Reagan specifically feeling threatened by Brett

S1E4: -Reagan specifically thinking about the older brother from Boy Meets World

S1E5: -Touching Kevin's forehead before pushing him to the ground, unknown what's being read, but Myc is mind reading nonetheless

S1E6: -Reagan's mind full of negative scenarios causing Myc to go sicko mode (he flickers in and out of vibrancy, flails around, and bashes his head into the table before collapsing out of view. i personally believe he was being silly goofy and being over dramatic and pretending to faint, going overboard with the reaction of what he saw, not sure if that was the intention of that bit tho)

Other things of note

-I believe it canon that Myc can only read deep thoughts when touching the head specifically. When reading minds, his flagella turns pink when he uses his powers and that only happens when he's touching someone's head.

-I believe that when he does the touch mind reading, he can go as shallow or as deep as he wants, he can find specific thoughts or search a broad spectrum.

-He's also not a human and probably has way more brain power and capacity as humans do, so he can probably hold more information at once

-He produces bio-cerebrate/psilocybin, part of me wants to think that his liquid is treated or processed in some way before being used in the memory erasers, but not too sure on if that's the case

-HE HAS 2 GOO COLORS?! Okay so this has been driving me insane. Yes he has his blue/green goo thats in several episodes, however in S1E4 after he and Andre are thrown out of the HR meeting, the duo high fives and Myc leaves a PINK residue on Andre's hand. We never see that again, what the hell is it?! I have started a headcanon that the blue is always his liquid he produces in his tank and the pink is like, a film/residue that can build up on him… Then again if that was the case, he'd be leaving behind a trail of pink goo… Idk abt the pink honestly, if anyone knows anything lmk

-I honestly love that in S1E5 when Myc gets his temporary amnesia, his moral compass isnt reset, I genuinely love the fact that he's still an egotistical jerk even when he doesn't know who he even is

S1E9

-His powers are depleted when he looses too much of his psylocibin aka: if he secretes too much he can't read minds anymore

-I'm unsure if he gained the knowledge of all the secrets he learned from the passive, non-touching mind reading, or the tentacle to head contact. Gigi and Andre hooking up at the company Christmas party, Brett thinking Tamiko is hot, Reagan's Carl Sagan thing, and Glenn's dreams.

OR it could be that he's reading all of their minds at once in that scene and just picking out some things he feels right then and there, however I don't think that's the case while looking at the evidence I've already pointed out.

-Lastly, the only other thing I have to say is about how POTENT his secretions/blood is. The psilocybin I mean, I timed it, I timed how fast it took to hit Andre in S1E6 and it literally only took a minute and a half for that shit to hit him, it normally takes at LEAST 30mins to kick in.... So he's got that crazy shit

Anyway, I just did this for fun, have too much time, and like Myc way too much, causing me to think about tiny details like this. Hope ya'll enjoyed