#i got way ahead of myself

[aceouttatime]

5, 10, and 20 for Sylvan please :3

Good evening, smallcomfycat. I believe I've already answered a couple of your questions, but I suppose it can't hurt to indulge you just once more. That is unless these happen to be more on the personal side, in which case, it may--my poor mind can take no more punishment.

Give me a moment to read through that damned list...

Upon further review, I don't have any particular qualms with any of these besides number ten, but I sign up for this hell, so I can't necessarily deny you an answer. Though, I do have a question for you--what could have possibly caused you to want to know my nightly habits? Is the manner in which I brush my teeth just absolutely riveting to you?

I should have been more adamant with my work partner, Tamia, about wanting nothing to do with this little interview game. Alas, I was bribed.

5. Do you have any role models? Tell us a little bit about them.

Role models? I see. Well, a select few professors from back when I attended college stuck out to me. I have a couple now, as well--my direct superior, Col. Strasse, has excellent management skills and was the driving factor in my promotion to the...challenging disappearance case I'm working on at the moment. Not many as young as I can boast the credentials I have already. It really was in her best interest to pull me from the masses; thank god she recognized my potential.

My grandfather on my father's side was a noteworthy individual in his prime as well. Theodore Okeanoú was the son of a lower-class immigrant couple, and, despite the unforgiving events of his childhood, he found success through hard work and endurance. He attended the same undergraduate school I did and went on to do investigatory work for the FBI.

I wish I'd gotten to meet him.

10. What’s your biggest goal? How do you hope to achieve this?

My biggest goal is to take Strasse's job. Hah, I'm only kidding. Mostly.

In my opinion, the 'biggest goal' is a broad question. In life? In my career? Morally? Physically? Specify next time, would you? I'll just go with life, as it's probably what you're getting at, considering most of these questions are posed to destroy my ego.

I want to find contentment. I often wonder if living my life for my career is something worthwhile, but I continue to circle back to doing so anyhow. I don't have a family to provide for nor a partner (not that either of those are a necessity). The only hobbies outside of work I regularly attend to are reading, gardening, and caring for my cat, Archie. I don't need a gaggle of friends, but an emptiness still plagues me somehow.

I'd like to know what it is I'm missing and if there is more to life than the mundanity of my day-to-day. I want a reprieve from the turmoil fogging my mind. Maybe progressing in the Gaelis case will bring me lasting comfort. Maybe not. But what is my life if not a series of trials?

20. Describe your nighttime routine.

After I return from work--if I do, that is--I make the last few calls and send the last few emails I need to before I can put it all aside. Then I take a few moments to give Archie his much-needed attention. He's such a pampered little fellow, but he's the most intelligent cat I've ever met.

Once I came home to him sitting on the windowsill with nothing separating him from the outside but the flimsy screen. How he opens the glass bit without opposable thumbs will forever remain a mystery to me, but every now and again, I find him in that same spot. And when he's not there, sometimes I'll find a few bits of coppery fur marking his spot.

Orange cats. There's something about them that just exudes oddity.

I take great care of my appearance and cleanliness, so I shower or bathe, if time allows, as soon as possible. My hair has been long for years, and I've developed a precise routine of applying certain products to keep it healthy. I've gotten quick about it over the years.

After that, I fix dinner for Arch and me. Sometimes Tamia stops over, but most nights, it's just the two of us and a bottle of red wine. I'm no cook, but I can make a decent veggie stir-fry. My little sister was more artful in that department.

Then I settle down with a book on the balcony if the weather's nice. It's a high-rise, my apartment, and the view on clear days is stunning. The sunset almost masks the commotion of this terrible city.

I don't end up falling asleep until late in the night, most nights. My thoughts keep me up.

That's about all I can say about my evenings.

Thank you, I suppose, for the host of asks. Sleep well.

Lt. Sylvan Okeanoú

[welcometogrouchland]

(ID in alt) I literally said I was gonna post this month's ago and then never had the wherewithal to describe it and so I didn't Lmao (said with pain). But since I'm thinking of opening my commissions I figured I should remind ppl that I. Yknow. Can draw.

Lots of Steph here (I had major art block making all of these and my brain worms for her kept me going) + some sprinkles of stephcass for Cass nation to enjoy!

[moe-broey]

It is kinda funny I feel like I'm functionally nonbinary. In the way that people tend to perceive me/interact with me, if they don't know me on a super personal level. Despite 100% being Just Some Guy. Which can be a part of anyone's gender tbh, but for me it literally means I'm a man. Average he/him, no notes. Just like REALLY fucking bad at it I guess LMFAOO

[cosmic-kaden]

Adam(Sackler) being super proud of me for taking the stairs again. Still can only get to the 5th floor before I need to stop and catch my breath. I make it to the 9th and go inside, I'm sweaty, my breath is trembling, and my legs feel like absolute jelly but Sackler is there to greet me.

"Don't touch me, I'm sweaty!"

He tells me he doesn't care, his hand places itself over my chest where my heart is and he flashes that little lopsided, goofy smile at me and reiterates what I can already feel.

"Your heart is beating so hard and so fast baby and your cheeks are all red~ you did so good~!!"

he'd envelop me in a tight hug and then brush some of my hair away from my forehead that was stuck there. He's pepper my face with kisses till I was laughing and telling him to stop because I can't catch my breath.

Then he'd give me one final kiss to my lips~

[haechanniez]

Remember the contract? You have to say yes to everything I say.

[enniewritesathing]

don't worry, he's not gonna eat you

[vaugarde]

AWWWWWWW ogerpon follows you around!!!!

[birdyverdie]

The desire to buy a microscope

[chasing-chimeras]

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[lunarblossomyuehua]

haha... I said I wouldnt go there and yet here I am. going there.

[wayvtual]

this post in my drafts haunts me

[theheightofdishonor]

udai just itches at my brain because you hear about him from saeko and you're like oh he's just like hinata! and then you meet him and you're like hmm maybe takeru? but you watch him again and go no, it's asahi and they're all wrong even though the responsibility that weighs on his shoulders is all asahi and the bitter curse of obscurity despite his efforts is takeru and the hunger that once almost ate him alive is so hinata and the part of him that still itches for volleyball but is manageable is reminiscent of noya and i just want to crawl inside his brain a little. Like, when did he decide/realize that volleyball wasn't it for him? What made him want to be a mangaka? Big enough to bring life a whole generation of monsters, small enough to never be considered for youth nationals, but there's a whole rainbow to be shaded in between those two lines. His name destines him to the skies and beyond and here he is shackled and someone that hungers for volleyball the way he does, do you think it hurts him to starve himself.

ofc this entire little thought journey is very much so on the precipice of turning him into something a little beyond human and since the narrative demands that you don't, that you understand he's just some guy, let's take a step back. Udai tenma, (volleyball monster, of the heavens and of the sky) goes to the interhigh game alone. Now, we know that volleyball monsters are cursed to loneliness at some point due usually to their monsterousness. So, does Udai at this point in his life, as removed from volleyball as he now is, have close friends or is he still lonely? Let's discuss

[sisterdivinium]

At long last, the unholy trinity is together.

I don't care about statistics but I care about aesthetics and it is VERY satisfying to me to see that these three are now together in the stats page, lol, I've been waiting a while for it and now it happened.

[iftitah]

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[sysig]

Big day for the Sims 2

[hajihiko]

@princettevivi correct

I dont rly have the words, due to the rot, but like. You know gabriel picolo? The one who makes really sweet modern Titans art (check him out if not)? That and Young Just-Us vibe is corrupting me. Friends being family being support system being primary loves being friends. Brain = rotten with it