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Hermitopia AU Masterpost 1 [COMPLETE]

This is a gathering place for the events of the Hermitopia AU, as well as art and writing resulting from it (art and writing listed at the bottom). Please read the AU introduction and rules here before submitting! Feel free to join the discussions on the HCHC discord server!

(Disclaimer/PSA: All points are asks contributed by the community, the mods take no credit for the ideas within them)

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Summary posts:

Not all elements of plot and character will be summarized, but here are a few basic things you may want to be familiar with before submitting an ask! (Unless you are purposely aiming to create an [ALTERNATE] idea for a Hermit)

1 - Starting positions and each Hermit's powers (based on the submissions from Day 1)

Summary post 2 - Interpersonal connections (based on Day 1 and 2 submissions)

Make sure to check out the second masterpost here for more up to date information, including newer art and writing!

Asks:

- (copied ask) [summarized mod comment]

- Hermitopia | Scar was experimented on by Cub. He gained dangerous powers and wings that resemble a dragon’s, but he keeps both hidden. Unless someone makes him angry. He has no idea who gave him his powers. Eventually he and Cub decided that they wanted to control things beyond their corporation, so Scar ran for mayor. (there are things to fill in but im lazy) [Scar assumes he got the powers in an accident during research. He enjoys having them but has no idea that they were intentional.]

- Hermitopia AU team ZIT is a superpowered crime-fighting trio!

- owing to a very particular set of guidelines he put in place, Joe can now copy powers if he sees them in use and can reverse-engineer how those powers are used. needless to say, this is massively overpowered in the right hands.but it got worse. at some point, there was an... incident... on ConCorp grounds, something to do with a mass amount of entities causing time dilation -- and Joe was caught in the thick of it, unable to be rescued for a while.the problem is, he got out by piecing together how the time dilation worked.needless to say, Joe... has a ridiculous powerset. so he chooses largely not to use his powers anymore unless it's absolutely dire or petty enough to shrug off as a random occurrence. nobody needs to know that one of the most powerful Unaffiliated in the city is standing right in front of them... especially not ConCorp.

- doc was a former high ranking employee of concorp before he volunteered for an experiment and it went horribly wrong. since then, the company has tried to erase any evidence of his existence. doc is now seeking revenge for all that the company did to him and is determined to tear it apart

- HI ok follow up asks will be sent later when my thoughts are coherent but concept: cleo has like super messed up healing powers where she can make healing go Too Far. also i pin her as unbound, considering, like, everything - shovel-shuffle

- So, his power was meant to be super-regen, right? except things don't always quite go to plan. Someone volunteered for the powers surgeries and is arguably dead. Etho is a name shared by the many many clones that developed themselves out of the leftovers. They're not quite individuals, not quite a hivemind. Any one of them has no fear of death because the others will continue, but they all act independently around their overarching goal. (which I won't snitch about) - DragonKay

- Bdubs was a hero. Key word? Was. He climbed the ranks through the government, he was a loyal and dutiful member of society, and he used his plant manipulation powers to subdue evil-doers without hurting them. But he’s always been a friendly guy, and he couldn’t help himself—talking to the Unrestrained, especially those in custody, was interesting! ...but it’s a slippery slope to walk, being friendly with the enemy and not sympathizing to their cause. Nobody knows where he is now, but there are rumours of a vigilante with similar abilities, and his three compatriots, two of whom he helped escape from ConCorp... They call themselves the nHo. - slimetek [Bdubs deserted Concorp while helping Doc escape after his experiment went wrong]

- Concorp managed to make a device that allows animals to speak or translate their thoughts into writing. This means that the good old mayor Scar has a certain cat giving some advice on how to run the city.

- Iskall is an assasin/mercenary against their own volition. An accident they'd rather forget almost killed them, and in exchange for their freedom and free will they got to live as a cyborg. Though its hard to forget with the implant that covers their eye and the limb of cool metal hanging at their side - @ghastly-ghostie [Iskall works for Concorp off-books, bound by the debt owed to them for the life saving experimental modifications]

- so I think grians original powers could be like cloning, but something goes wrong and the clones are different people. as a result of the duplication process, some funky magic rocks are made. the clones decide to take most of the funky rocks and run off, leaving grian with one rock that gives him some new abilities and the clones' rocks give him others. also uhh mechanical wings bc yes. so grians plot is him trying to find them while also causing problems on purpose. infinity stones. update to my grian ask from earlier, I had better ideas: the rocks are old like magic things that grian finds before the cloning and ends up collecting, but his clones snatch them - simplyskipper [some of the alternate Grians are aligned with different factions in Hermitopia, while the locations of others are farther or unknown]

- Hermitopia- Impulse has solid-light powers. He has golden crystals implanted in his hands, which he can reflect light through to solidify it into all sorts of shapes. This can be used to make barriers, projectiles, and much more, though more detailed constructs take more time.- @mleemwyvern

- Hermitopia AU Poultry man is a well-known chaotic neutral leaning towards good, as a one of the unrestrained.

- I think Team ZIT should be a little be wild card-y, that's how they act after all! [they are employed by the government for standard crimefighting, but they don't always take Scar's word at its intended meaning and often play a bit on the chaotic side when given instructions]

- [Hermitopia AU] False is an antihero/vigilante type who's specialty is not defined by powers or the such, but just... the absolute skill of being able to dual wield two (more sci-fi era) short swords. Maybe someone upgrades them to be "enchanted" (electrical, fire, etc. something that tech could do well probably). She's willing to be paid-for-hire, but if you go past her moral line she's also willin' to backstab you. -- @cheshire-vex [she's a free agent who sort of drifts between Concorp, the government, and whoever else will pay her on a job-by-job basis]

- Hermitopia impulse has more connections then one may think. He has ties to people pretty much everywhere, for reasons unknown. There is a 100% someone will come and greet him wherever he goes. [the greetings are usually friendly]

- Hermitopia Au! Keralis is a hero who most people wouldn't expect to be too skilled at fighting. His power is similar to hypnosis so he has no need to get very physical. Yeah, that changed when some bastard villain decided to attack his friends shop. [that incident caused his employer Scar to realize his untapped potential for protecting people and assign him to a few more high-stakes jobs]

- Hermittopia!TFC was one of ConCorp’s first experiments and as such his powers are a bit less...refined then the others. He has geokinetic powers, allowing him to psychically control rocks and other earthen materials. He used to be one of the VEX programs top graduates, but has since parted ways with them for unknown reasons and now operates his own plans of keep crime in Hermitopia under control. -lechairpourriedegrianri [he is considered Unaffiliated and both Concorp and the government largely leave him to his own devices, since he is helping to keep the city together]

-Wels doesn't have powers. He does have a super-suit made of fire and heat resistant carbon fibre (like the material used for the space shuttle) and has a built in hologram projector. One time, he used the hologram projector to project an image of himself, which everyone thought was a clone. He didn't have the heart to tell them otherwise. (AKA everyone thinks Wels has powers but he doesn't) -Silverwolf53 [he got the suit in Project VEX]

- To follow up on the Impulse ask- Team ZIT are a space-themed superhero team. Government-aligned, at least for now.Tango has meteor-like powers, he can shoot fire from his hands and feet and often uses this to propel himself at high speeds. Zed has gravity powers! He can increase or decrease the density of any object, to the point of making small black holes. They all have space-themed costumes, and it was probably Zed's idea. - @mleemwyvern

- TFC was the first participant in project VEX

- Grian was an attempted success. It fixed some problems with Etho's unintended cloning, but at the same time created some problems of its own, seeing as the clones appeared to have a life of their own.It's fine, though. It's probably fine

- I would say Grian is unrestrained, a bit like Etho, Chaotic in his own way. Does not activily Try to hurt people, but does mostly what he wants for fun.-Ciara

- Xisuma is a civilian- he has hero friends, but despite all their teasing he’s never wanted to go through VEX training. But in the night, the unrestrained Void walks the streets [Void is a symbiotic creature made of nothingness that uses Xisuma's body as a substitute physical form]

- Bdubs was such a good man... he could be trusted to look after Doc, couldn’t he? Somebody had to oversee him, somebody who was reliable and would never, ever consider betraying the mayor and ConCorp...They let their guard down, and Bdubs got curious. Bdubs made a friend.And then they lost him.- Slimetek

- The hels hermits are considered evil by default. How do you spot these clones, how could you protect yourself? Well in the past it was a lot easier, just look for their red eyesNowadays contacts exist but that doesn't stop people trying to call the police on tango, calling him a hels. Hes netherian, they have unnatural eye colours and their iris fills the entire eye, hes not evil but if people keep doing this hes gonna be!

- Beef woke up from his brain surgery to receive telepathy powers, took one look into the mind of the overseer, and noped put of there as fast as he could go.He's on very public record. After all, the mind control he may be capable of is a very convenient explanation for anyone who turns against concorp... ~DragonKay

- Hypno can’t control minds.They say he does. It’s why he’s named Hypno, after all.In reality, he can’t control people like that... but he can control what they see.Your best friend might look like your greatest enemy. A pit of lava might look like solid ground. A 100-foot drop might look like a step down.It’s a good thing he’s a hero, and a good thing he keeps his true powers hidden beneath a guise of low-level hypnotism. There’s no telling what he could do if they let him go. [he works for Concorp, helping to protect VEX trainees from people trying to harm them before they get a chance to finish the program, as well as keeping other resources safe]

- The 9th Street Incident [referring to an earlier Impulse comment] was a friendly greeting. That particular version of Etho just thought that drawing weapons would be a friendly greeting for Impulse, but Tango and Zed seem to disagree

- They still don’t trust Bdubs. He was with the government for a long time, and things are hard out there on the run. Besides, they don’t know what he got up to there. ConCorp could have any sort of information on him, something that might scare him back.Bdubs understands this. He doesn’t want to go back. He’d hate to go back....but they think he will, and maybe there’s something he’s not telling them. An ace that ConCorp has yet to play.- Slimetek

- Mumbo works for concorp as an engineer specialising in robotics, most recently taking on the task of maintaining Iskall's cybernetics that somehow they just keep damaging. Iskall assures him they're just.. very clumsy. So far Mumbo hasn't caught on.

- Ren's power is that hes a werewolf, but he only found out when he was in his late teens with his childhood friend Iskall. He still feels guilty about it, he did kill his best friend afterall. Or so he thinks.He's lived off grid ever since, too overwhelmed with grief and guilt to rejoin society. Most assume he's dead too - @ghastly-ghostie [Ren dropped Iskall off to Concorp as a last ditch effort, running away before he could see whether they took his friend in or not. They did, starting Iskall's plotline. Iskall told Concorp about Ren's abilities, triggering a panic in the Concorp ranks at the fact that Ren is a superhuman being created by some force other than their own project]

- Where does Void come from? The same place all powers come from.Little did they know, something survived the crash and has taken a human host. Maybe it's not the only one...No, that place is not Concorp. Concorp's original goal was to develop technology by reverse-engineering from a crashed alien spaceship. These aliens did gene-editing the way some people do nose jobs, so they adapted that technology, too.~DragonKay

- i've already said a bit about it in the discord but i have hermitopia cleo brainrot. joe being there was able to save her by giving her the regen powers along with her puppeteering telekinesis power. anyways cleo is presumed dead, sent by concorp into a mission as fodder basically until zit could arrive. but now there's is one (1) bitter undead vigilante against concorp that is presumed dead

- Stress’s name has a few meanings in relation to her. Whenever she gets too angry or /stressed/, she transforms into the StressMonster, a monster that feeds off of other people’s stress to become more powerful. Luckily, the monster is rarely seen, but does terrible things when she is. She’s one of the most feared creatures in Hermitopia. Stress hates her and tries her best to hide her from her friends, but it can backfire sometimes. - @guster-animations

- to follow-up on Joe being presumed dead: remember the time dilation incident he was stuck in? ConCorp figured it was best to cut their losses and not try to send anyone in to rescue him -- it would be a pointless mission. so they abandoned him, quietly announced that he had died in the line of duty, and put the affected area under high security clearance in order to prevent any future accidents. they figured he was already dead. and Joe figures, given that they up and abandoned him, maybe it's for the best that they continue to figure just that. he changed his last name to "Hills" -- a joke about the biome containing the time anomaly -- and otherwise proceeded to stay under the radar. he still uses the time dilation area as a base of operations, sometimes; it's very useful to have a hideout that people physically cannot get into/out of without his direct assistance. is he nursing a grudge, coming up with some convoluted scheme to get back at the paramilitary group for abandoning him? or does he just want to live a relatively normal life off the grid? who knows. that's the Joe [REDACTED] Hills difference. -@betweenlands

- False has some big scary power that is almost Eldritch she just happens to prefer a sword and doesn’t really care for who she works for as long as they’re paying... (they don’t need to know of the power that had harmed the ones she loves the most)

- Keralis once encountered Void sulking around where Xisuma worked. So fearful for his friend’s safety, he used his power on Void and told him to go away. Apparently the charm is still active, because if Void spots Keralis anywhere, he’ll turn tail and run. No, it’s not because he’s scared. Absolutely not.

- Grumbot serves as a sentient supercomputer created by Mumbo for Grian. Grian is using Grumbot for... various activities, all of which harmless, but a certain evil clone [Helsknight] has reverse engineered the technology. Concorp would like for Mumbo to give them the tech, but mumbo stuck some eyes to the computer, got emotionally attached, and refuses to give up his baby boy.

- When Impulse hears his friend/colleague Bdubs has been "taken over" by the mind-controller [Beef], he wants to go on an off-the-books mission to rescue him! Just giving up like they were told to isn't in his nature.Of course the rest of ZIT are with him. Heroes save people! It's what they do!~DragonKay

- Hermitopia is a mixture of sleek futuristic and cyberpunk in terms of style. It really depends on where you live and work (ik this doesnt include any hermits but whatever) - @ghastly-ghostie

- I wonder if Cleo's overactive healing powers affect herself and if any injuries she receives immediately heal over like wolverine or deadpool

- Ren used to be friends with Cleo too, but then she died. Strangely enough, she died on the same day that Ren killed Iskall. Ren’s lost all his friends. It’s hard living in isolation when there’s no one left that even cares about you. (Unless— no, that’s impossible.)

- I was thinking about Biffa, like you do. And Biffa would totally be some robot that was created by Project VEX in its early stages, however they realised fast that it was easier to use humans and give them powers, maybe its not their strong suit with robots. But Biff went sentient and glitched and was scrapped so hes just out there doing his thing. Hes a wildcard and plays for which side he wants at the time, sometimes he'll help or sometimes hes the one causing trouble. He looks pretty similar to a android like in Detroit:Become human but hes a bit uncanny and eerie, maybe its the eyes or the blood red armour. Powerwise, he's got more strength than a human does, mainly because he isn't limited like others are. try not to get punched by him, it'll hurt! [He's convinced Concorp will destroy him if they find out he's alive and Unaffiliated] -lucodak

- Going off of my thing about hermotopia impulse having friends everywhere....this may include the nho. Okay, they beat him to a pulp on one of his solo patrols once, but theey felt bad n patched him up! He has to keep it a secret. He brings them dinner alot. And checks in on them.

- Beef is the perfect cover-up for Bdubs’ desertion. ConCorp doesn’t want any other employees getting bright ideas, now, do they? Nor do they want employees getting nosy and trying to figure out where Bdubs went. They don’t have to tell people what Beef’s powers are. They just release that he developed powers after brain surgery, and a rumour that he was spotted lurking around before Bdubs suddenly betrayed ConCorp... and people draw their own conclusions. -Slimetek

- xB is pretty sure he’s supposed to be evil.I mean, that’s what sentient AIs usually end up being, according to a quick internet search. And yet he’s... not. Or maybe he’s just on the wrong side. - Slimetek

- Yes impulse is friends with the nho....what he doesn't know? He's....easily susceptible to hypnosis. Very easily.......Of course, after impulse is basically a very tired n warm cuddle bug, so, cuddle piles tend to happen after all information is spilled. He must've fallen asleep at their apartment again! Whoops! But it's okay.....they take good care of him if he does! [Beef is using his mind reading ability on Impulse without his knowledge, to make sure that he hasn't spilled their location and to predict the government's next moves. He feels slightly bad about it but feels that it is necessary for the nHo's survival.]

- So far, Grian has only ever encountered two of his clones, NPC Grian and Robot Grian. Technically three, if one were to count Ariana Griande. Grian doesn't really, but some do. [Ariana Griande is a popular musician in Hermitopia who is building a career using the magical stone of voice enhancement she recieved through the cloning process]

- To handle the two Grumbot issue: the one working with Helsknight can be Jrumbot, a legion of robot drones meant to work as Grumbot’s physical form that ended up being hijacked by Helsknight and turned against ConCorp

- There...aren’t a lot of “normal” animals left in Hermittopia. ConCorp took one look at the animals populating the city and decided that, hey, they could make some improvements. Species after species, they modified their behavior, appearance, internal structure, whatever they could fix, tweak, or add. They were just improving their lives and the lives of the citizens of Hermittopia, after all, but the new animals quickly outcompeted the old for resources and habitats. And if it makes it easier for ConCorp to stick a camera in one or two of them, or set up robotic animals to keep a better eye on the city, no harm, no foul, right?(Bonus: there is one (1) singular cat left in Hermittopia, resulting in a spy movie-style heist where two teams of Hermits attempt to “rescue” the cat simultaneously. The cat keeps wandering away from both teams. Shenanigans ensue)- Adonis [the cat is Jellie, who orchestrated the competition between Team ZIT and Cleo and Joe for her own entertainment, getting away from both parties in the end]

- The Leak:Not all mutations are the result of controlled experiments! If some alien tech got away from the crash site, concorp never would have picked it up. It might have got into nature, not as refined as they made it in the labs but causing little changes here and there. Ren may have become a werewolf from being bitten by a mutant wolf~DragonKay

- Impulse is able to use his powers to create illusions or male things appear invisible! Sort of. After all, light dictates what we see. It takes a lot of focus, though, so it's not that practical. -@rayveewrites

- The one thing Hels wasn't able to steal was the cloning technology, hence his hostility with Concorp -- he needs the cloning device, because how else is the void going to get a body of their own? - SilverWolf53

- *glances at the hermitopia werewolf ask* okay but what if the same mystery people who made ren into a werewolf also created jevin, and maybe Etho? idk if either of them have been given any hermitopia headcanons yet lol. but im sure the same people who made a werewolf could make a sentient slime (or perhaps rescue one) or make... whatever etho is. [Since the "second organization" is an incorrect assumption believed by Concorp, Jevin was created when he came in contact with a waterway contaminated by The Leak. Concorp assumes he was created by an opposing organization and not by accident, and therefore would like to bring him in along with Ren.]

- hermitopia - mumbo and grian were friends back when cloning experiments were still happening (or . as friendly as you can be with someone who's treating you like a lab rat), but after everything went wrong and grian escaped, mumbo has his memories wiped nd thats why he's trusted w iskall's stuff? bc he inherently remembers working on high-level things without knowing where he learnt it - muscle memory, yk?anyway massive angst with grian maybe recognising mumbo, but not the other way round, and trying to rekindle their friendship? and that's where grumbot comes in? -gin [Mumbo's memory was wiped so that he would forget the deadly purpose of Iskall's cybernetics, which he was working on at the same time as the Grian project in the background. Mumbo does not remember creating Grian's mechanical wings or Iskall's arm and eye, and he has no memory of either individual previous to "meeting" Iskall as the person assigned to his repair and upkeep.]

- Etho doesn't so much have powers as he is powers. All the powers the ‘original’ had went into creating him; now he just exists, as whatever sort of being he is. Not a human one, that much is obvious. ~DragonKay [Etho has no powers beyond the hivemind and his training, due to the error in the experiment that caused the clones]

- Mumbo started the button as a joke. A nonsense social expirement to see how much people want worthless signs of status. Unfortunately things got out of hand, and violent too. But hey! It's not his fault that the five special anomalous stones were misplaced into the prize dispenser! It was just chance that they fell into the hands of the clone of the worst gremlin in the city! Don't fire him! [He was not fired, but Cub was Decidedly Unhappy with him for a good long while]

- Void mostly trashes ConCorp facilities- trying to figure out if any of his siblings survived the spaceship crash, but occasionally he’ll pilfer from a bakery, because X is a health nut and Void just wants a gods damned cookie [Void very much dislikes unseasoned chicken]

- If the Stress Monster gets too big, too dangerous, Cleo is sworn under oath to Stress to zap her with her healing powers. Cleo doesn’t like to do it, overhealing a stressed Stress makes her so calm she gets knocked out for a couple of days, but Stress can take a small comfort in the fact that at least one person out there can stop her

- Ooh with the self healing Cleo she'd be able to develop a small amount of super strength, with how the mind keeps from going full throttle because it would destroy the body once she gets over it it's hysterical strength whenever she wants [it is quite painful, but a good backup plan]

- Being a hive mind of disposable clones that can spawn new copies at will, it can sometimes be hard for the Etho Entity to remember that it is indeed a big deal for other people when they get hurt. This can make him come off as callous to those around him, placing him firmly in the "villain" category in most citizen's books, but he really doesn't intend any harm!

- Grian used to be tall, but then the cloning happened. With each clone they stole a little bit of his height making him the short man he is today. He needs to capture those clones and get his height back. [Grian isn't entirely sure how to accomplish this, but he's dead set on trying! He misses being tall!]

- While Grian was perfectly fine with Ariana Griande living her own life, he did insist on one thing.Her "older brother" getting backstage access whenever she was on tour. He's very proud and supportive of her and her music career.

- Mumbo is perfectly content working in tech, watching the other hermits get up to crazy shenanigans. Except of course, there was that one time he was out testing some new gear and accidentally saved a crowd from some villains... and there were all those times after too...But hey! It’s not his fault that people like him, and he certainly isn’t going to get caught by Concorp during his after hours activities. [Mumbo considers himself an accidental hobbyist, not thinking he has the nerve or the skill for proper hero work. Time will tell if he's right about that or not...but unfortunately, he probably is. This should be fun.]

- There’s still some people overseeing VEX, even over Cub. They’re the ones that push Cub to do certain experiments or to scrap one. They’re the ones to give Cub the decision for Iskall’s life debt. Scar was under them too for the longest time, but eventually he wanted out. Cub still wanted in. They were still in the right, right? That’s what they tell him. He’s starting to doubt it. [Cub is way too invested in everything he's built to even think about going rogue now, but he does resent and occasionally question the judgement of his superiors increasingly as his project begins to fail more and more often. He also fears that Scar's shift in career will be seen as a betrayal, rather than as a tactical attempt to gain the company influence in the government.]

- Been thinking about the impulse + nho asks and just,,, what would happen if concorp/the government found out? It cant be good with interrogation/hypnosis on both sides (incase you cant tell,, the brainrot got me as well) (apologies if this is a mess im excited) [Hypno is assigned to set up an illusionary conversation to make Impulse reveal nHo location to Concorp and government agents while thinking that he's actually talking to the nHo in a random encounter]

- The one mind Beef can't read is Etho's. Their hivemind is just too weird for him to comprehend. If he ever tries to listen in, it sounds like just a bunch of static from an old TV.

- for hermitopia au!: Out of most of the heros, the most reckless may be team zit. sure they tell themselves they'll plan out missions but it's hard when they share a braincell and tango just runs in. impulse and zed share a look everytime and have to run after him to make sure he doesn't get too hurt or overwhelmed by the enemy. in their defence its hard to plan ahead against an enemy when you dont know what they are thinking.-lucodak ["You might not have known what they were thinking, Tango, but we'd generally like you to know what you're thinking!"]

- i bet ConCorp really wants to make it out like theres some secret shady organization creating all these people with mutations, rather than their own operatives deserting and their own failure to contain dangerous chemicals... whether its malicious coverups or just ignorance to the fact they messed up, wonder what would happen if that sort of thing came to light...? [If they found out that the unintentional superhumans were a result of the poorly-contained crash site? Cub would lose his job...maybe worse. If Cub found out (and he hasn't, yet) he would do everything in his power to keep that information from his superiors.]

- (paraphrased) Impulse accidentally walks in on heroes and agents breaking down the doors of the nHo's hideout and confronting them. Scar claims that they did so on information Impulse himself provided and thanks him for his service. Impulse, feeling confused and betrayed, resists Hypno's attempts to illusion him back to Scar's side and flees the scene with the nHo, knowing very little other than the fact that he doesn't want to be manipulated by the government any more (and still not knowing that Beef has been reading his mind)

- Impulse may have been labeled a traitor. But do you really think that Impulse, secret rebel, starting to learn how dangerous and corrupted Concorp really is, wouldn't let his best friends know about the danger they might be in? I think Team ZIT is more loyal to each other than to the government. - @mleemwyvern [ Impulse's first stop after escaping with the nHo is to find a place to secretly meet Tango and Zedaph and tell them about the way he was tricked. It takes a lot of explaining and a lot of trust, but they eventually decide to believe his claims and are left with a choice: will they openly go rogue and become a target along with Impulse and the rest of the nHo, or are they better off using their established image and reputation to keep an eye on the government heros' movements from the inside?]

- (two asks combined, paraphrased) Ren runs out of supplies and decides to head back into the city, confident in his ability to stay off the grid after so many years of experience and such a long time away. Once there, he runs into Doc, and they hit it off quite quickly. However, the more Ren talks the more Doc realizes - with his ex-Concorp knowledge - that Ren matches the description of Iskall's main target exactly. He warns Ren, who is then faced with the knowledge that Iskall is alive and assigned to kill him...so many questions and so many tears to follow...

- Why did Hermitopia start needing heroes? When the Unrestrained started to appear, if course. Why did the Unrestrained start to appear? A question asked a little less. When did the VEX program start? When did they start taking more risks? When did they stop caring about certainty and safety and shift towards trying to push boundaries they weren't ready to? People can be so enamoured with the concept of superhuman abilities, something bright and glorious and good- and perhaps they could have that too- they don't ask all the right questions. It's all an elaborate game of damage control, don't let the flashy heroics fool you, they've made mistakes, terrible, terrible mistakes, and now there are villains running loose with powers they fooled ConCorp into giving them. Are they villains? Are they victims? Does it matter? They're causing problems. [Project VEX has developed into a solution to its own problems, a self perpetuating cycle...one that Cub, as a businessman, is very familiar with. It's what keeps the wheels of industry turning. It's what keeps innovation creeping forward. It wasn't intentional, not this time...but if it keeps his project alive, he'll take it.]

- One time, Jevin had narrowly dodged being captured by Concorp. He was laying low in the forest out of town, when he had a run-in with some sort of wolf creature. Thankfully, claws and teeth couldn't exactly hurt him anymore, so he just played dead until it gave up.When the moon set, the wolf-thing slowly transformed into a human being. Ren was horrified at the thought he'd lost control and hurt someone- again- but Jevin assured him he was fine. Jevin got the feeling that the werewolf needed a friend, and Jevin himself needed a place to stay for a while... -RayveeWrites [Ren and Jevin are not currently in the same location, but they each have a means of contacting each other for help if needed]

- Worm Man wasn't a well- known super, but plenty of people have noticed that he seemed to vanish at the same time Team ZIT first started active duty. Those people have also noticed that one of the members has a very similar power set to WM.Officially, that's just a coincidence. Officially.-RayveeWrites [Zedaph was trying to get some unofficial practice while still in training in the VEX program]

- A common misconception is that Bdubs conjures up his vines from nowhere. He can't.Like any plant, his vines grow from seeds. They grow unnaturally fast, when Bdubs wills it, but they have to come from seeds. Where do these seeds come from, you may ask?Well, a long time ago, Bdubs ingested some strange fruits. Somehow, in wild defiance of human biology, the seeds contained in those fruits worked their way into his muscles and germinated. Some of the roots worked their way into his brain and fused into it; the rest spread through his muscles, grew beneath his skin, coiled around his bones. Thanks to the way the vines connected to his brain, Bdubs is able to command the vines, and their magic, at will.The vines produce seeds; some stay in his body to replace the old ones when they die, and most work their way into a pair of 'seed pods' in his wrists. Bdubs provides the nutrients, the energy; the vines provide the seeds, the magic. As an extra bonus: if the vines were to be totally removed from Bdubs' body, he would be at best extremely weak, and at worst dead. The vines have grown into his muscles, to the point where they've essentially replaced them in some areas. It's fortunate that they connected with his mind so early on, otherwise he'd be dead. -RayveeWrites [Concorp developed the fruit, and the fact that Bdubs is evidence of the unlikely success of that experiment makes them all the more angry at his betrayal]

- A lot of excellent xB information (it's too long to copy but please read it it's very good)

- Iskall has exactly one (1) failed assignment. That assignment? The kill or capture of Stress. Stress and Iskall have been, or should it be were now, friends for a very long time, since before Iskall even met Ren. So one can imagine the stress this causes Iskall, to be told to kill his one remaining friend that he knows is alive. Of course, this stress is quite enough to to Stress's Stress Monster into one it's strongest yet seen forms, allowing for Stress to then get away. (1/2)(2/2) Of course, Con Corp doesn't- and can never- know the true reason that Iskall cannot kill or capture Stress. If they knew, if they subjected Stress to the same hell he's in- no, that cannot happen. So Iskall hires False to protect Stress, to interfere whenever they send him on a mission for her. Luckily, False is good at keeping secrets when she wants to, and this one she'll keep. But as far as Con Corp knows, Iskall has severe stress and trauma from being a cyborg, and that's why he fails. [This all adds up to a monumental waste of Concorp's time and money, which also results in False getting payed, so all parties involved are happy except for Concorp >:)]

- Impulse would take a bullet for his teammates, and he knows they might be about to take one for him, keeping him updated on what's going on government side of this... slander. Still, Tango and Zed are great actors, and if he didn't know better, he might be a little worried they would *actually* be hunting him down in the name of justice [Tango and Zed are now being sent on missions to retrieve Impulse, which they must pretend to lose believably. They occasionally overestimate their friend's abilities and give him a few more close calls than he'd like, but overall the ruse is holding up.]

Writing:

- Wels, Hels, TFC, and Grumbot

- Bdubs Concorp promotion and desertion

- Joe Hills in his time dilation hideout

- Etho clones, ZIT, and the nHo

- Keralis and Void

- [ALTERNATE] Reveal of Impulse's situation with the nHo

Art:

- Impulse suit design

#hermitcraft #hermitblr #hcraft #Hermitopia AU #masterpost #long post #mod Shade

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mortuarybees · 4 years

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1tbls replied to your post “whats the most fucked up space shit for yall. true things only im...”

the same but also the fact that after everything ends and becomes cold and dead, there's still the rest of eternity after that, everything going on and on and on, a forever of nothing. like what the fuck

like what the fuck is a universe where no stars are being born or dying and there arent even black holes! and the universe is still expanding and expanding just empty space into nothingness. and what happens next? ive read the universe might like essentially tear itself apart but what does that even mean. it drives me almost to madness thinking about it and im not even exaggerating fldjsa and somehow id rather an idea of like. the universe dies the way we do, it collapses in on itself and then maybe another big bang, or it just ceases, somehow, but an eternity of nothing and nothing and nothing is unfathomable

#1tbls #henry speaks #space

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somethingironicallycool · 5 years

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Predominate: Conquer your Other Half (an original spell created by the now deactivated popculturepagan)

*SINCE THE BLOG IS DEACTIVATED AND THE POSTS ARE NO LONGER READABLE IM TRANSFERRING THEM OVER IN FULL SO PEOPLE NOW CAN READ THEM! NO I AM NOT THEM

Cherubs are creatures rooted in duality. Every child cherub shares their body with an other half, a sibling with the opposite sense of morality to themselves. Cherubs learn to fight this half and eventually, dominate it in a process known as predomination. The creature changes from two beings sharing a single body to a single, unified and mature. creature

The purpose of this spell is to help humans to over come their other half. We might feel plagued by a defiant piece of our morality, who actively works against us, a piece of ourselves that is somehow, not us. Something we must fight— and hopefully through the course of this spell, conquer. This is no easy process, for humans or for cherubs. I am writiing this in hopes that I can help the process to unify and mature ourselves.

You will need:

Green Paper (One or Multiple)

Red Paper (One of Multiple)

Pen/Writing Utensil (Black Ink Preferred)

Red Meat

Sugary Treat of your Choice

Green Candle

Red Paint

Green Paint or Make-Up

A Metronome or Ticking Clock

A Quiet/Special Place to Meditate

Predominating your other half is not going to happen in a single sitting. This is more of a process than a “just do it” spell.

First thing to do is to set up your place to meditate. If you already have one, great! If you don’t, try to find some place that is quiet and makes you feel comfortable. You also want to be alone and with minimal distractions that could interrupt you. You might even add an altar, or some kind of focal point. I won’t spend to long on this, there are a lot of other great books and posts about setting up meditation areas.

Take your green candle and red paint, and paint a spiraled stripes around the candle. It should look like this—

Now take your pen and pieces of paper. One of the most crucial steps to dominate over your other half is to recognize what that other half is. On the green piece of paper, write down traits that are you. These traits are good, they are positive, they are mature. They are the traits that help you to achieve your goals in the best fashion. Write these down. As you write each down in blank ink, take time to ruminate. Congratulate yourself for having these traits. Be proud and happy with yourself. Solidify them in your head.

On the red piece of paper, write down the traits of your other half. These traits are negative, they hurt your or others. They keep you away from your goals. For a while, you have known that these are not “you.” As you write them down, continue to remind yourself that these are not the true pieces of “you.” Push them away. Recognize how they are bad. Vilify them for what the are. As you write these, build in your mind the image of your other half. Other them.

It doesn’t matter what order you write these traits down. You do not have to write any one list all at once, or take turns. Do whatever is comfortable.

Now you will meditate.

If you are in a place where you can safely light your candle, do so. If not, simply hold the candle in your hands. Turn on your metronome or ticking clock. Take deep breaths in from your nose, and out through your mouth. Try to have your breaths deep, feeling them rise in your chest and stomach. Your inhales should be as long as your exhales. Continue to breath like this, and focus on the ticking clock.

Once you become comfortable with this deep breaths, imagine in your head the depths of space. It is as vast as possible, and surrounds you on all sides. Except for the noise of the steady, ticking clock it is silent. Feel the nothingness on all your limbs. After you observe this space for a while, begin to travel through the space. Move forward, faster and faster. The stars blur around you. You are traveling through the vastness of space.

Before you, comes a black hole. It it turning, slowly, spiraling before you. Stop in front of this black hole. Watch it slowly turn now, slowly turning. Something is coming from the depths, it comes slowly. Do not try to speed its progress. Watch this green figure approach, and watch the black hole spin.

It may not even be in this sitting that the figure arrives. You might have to meditate on this visualizations multiple times before she arrives.

When the green figure finally arrives in front of you, it is Calliope. This is the Calliope that has predominated over her brother. She is in hiding, this is why it took her so long to come to you. When she arrives, tell her what you plan to do. You have identified your other half, and you plan to predominate over them. Ask for her blessing, and her help to do this for it will be hard. If she says yes, thank her. She might give you more advice, listen to it carefully.

Now, say goodbye and leave the black hole. Go back through space, and slowly feel the sensations in your limbs. Come out of your meditation.

Every time you come out of meditation, whether you were successful in contacting Calliope or not, try to eat either your special sugary snack or a piece of red meat. You need to keep yourself full of energy.

Now, as it fits to your schedule, repeat this meditation. Try to do this frequently. Start these subsequent meditations by rereading the pieces of paper. Read the red paper first. As you read it, vilify these traits. Remind yourself how they are hurtful, how they are unhelpful. Then read the green piece of paper. As you do, remind yourself how these are great traits. How they help you, help others, and are good. Apply a gratuitous amount of self-love for these traits. You are awesome to have them!!

However, after you have contacted Calliope, you will not meet her again. When you approach the black hole, you will be visited by your other half. The other half will try to trick you into accepting them and recognizing that he/she is part of you. You tell him— you are part of me, but not for ever. Tell him you will conquer them. He will try to tell you you are weak. Remind him, and yourself, about the wonderful traits you just read and how they are wonderful and good and he is bad.

Do not fight him— he will want to fight. Do not take him up. Instead, keep away from him and remind him how he is bad and you are good. He should get smaller or appear weaker.

When you come out of meditation, eat your meat or sugar (or both.) This will strengthen your spirit.

While you are doing these meditations, in your life, you will feel the presence of your other half. They will try to fight their way into your life. Ignore them, and reward yourself for doing so.

Try to live with the principles of self-love, self-admiration, and self-worth. Do things that make you happy, do things that make you strong.

After each meditation, your other half should be getting weaker. When you finally think it is time to complete the spell, start your meditation by reading the green and red lists. Now, paint or apply the green make-up to your cheeks. it is time for you to dominate.

Eat your red meat, maybe even feel the juices on your lips. You are powerful.

Say to yourself:

We were once together- today we split.

You are not part of me.

I am stronger. I am better.

I am kinder. I am better.

I am helpful. I am better.

You are not part of me.

I will dominate.

Domination.

I will CONQUER.

Say it like a battle cry. Feel the words resonate in your chest.

Say this as many times as you need to, to yourself.

When you are ready, start the metronome, light the candle, and do your breathing. You are in space again. Do not move slowly— you are ready. Fly through the sky, to your black hole. You will see your other half They are weak, and small, and of course dying.

This is now when you will fight them.

You will win.

At the end of the battle, you will feel…. strange. You might feel like something is missing. This is natural, and a sign of victory. Come out of meditation. Celebrate your victory— literally. Maybe even through a party.

Continue to live with the principles you have learned— self love, self- admiration, self-worth. These will continue to serve you. If you stop reminding yourself of how great your traits are, of your traits that help you, you might welcome back your other half. Do not do this.

It should become natural to live with a pride about yourself. Feel proud about yourself.

If you ever feel you are becoming weak, repeat the ritual and start by contacting Calliope again.

I hope this helps!

#homestuck pagan #i used the wayback machine #full credit to op #I will be doing this with as many posts as I can since they are no longer as accessible

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themarauderstheoutsidersandpeggy · 6 years

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hey, could you do a reader x sirius headcanons, where reader surprises sirius for his birthday like, spent the whole day pretending she didn´t remeber it was his birthday but in the end its like SURPRISE BITCH MEGA PARTY, please ( hope im not a bother)

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THESE HEADCANONS ALWAYS MAKE ME SO HAPPY BC IT’S LIKE ALMOST ANGST BUT THEN NAHHHHH

Okay so we know Sirius is a drama queen

But he’s also not used to celebration of his life at all

He’s never had a real birthday where people were excited to see him and happy that he existed

But James, being the dummy that he is, already told him that you had some huge thing planned for him

But this was like three months before his birthday

So he was excited the night before

He went to bed with you

No you did not have sex don’t even ask

He wakes up and you’re still asleep

Since it’s a Saturday it’s like ten in the morning and he’s sort of confused

Bc if you had this big thing planned

Why wouldn’t you have gotten up yet?

But whatever, he pushes it aside

He wakes you up by quite literally screaming in your ear

So romantic smh

“y/N WAKE UP WAKE UP WAKE UPPPP”

“jESUS CHRIST SIRIUS WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU”

“IT’S MORNING IT’S NOVEMBER THIRD”

“…. Thanks for the daily calendar update?”

“What….”

“Why’d you tell me the date?”

“No reason…”

He is

C r u s h e d

He was looking forward to spending his birthday with his lil bby and you forgot

The worst part is that he’s used to this so he pushes it aside and says that it’s normal and that he’s just not worth the celebration

You go throughout your normal Saturday

But you see him staring off into space more often than he normally does

He always frowns and stares at nothingness

You can see how sad it’s making him that you ‘forgot’ his birthday

So after your dinner in the great hall he says he’s going to bed

You grab his hand and ask him to go on a walk with you around the grounds

He decides that if he’s not worthy of any celebration, he might as well enjoy some quality time with his s/o

So you guys set off and take a thirty minute walk around the grounds

He’s quiet but he has been all day

He’s holding your hand and looking at the ground while he walks

Meanwhile

James Remus and Peter (ew nasty rat) are gathering up all the gryffindors

And I mean ALL

And then EVERYONE from the rest of the houses

That they didn’t have anything against

Quidditch captains/players from other houses were not included

And piled them into the common room

They even made his brother and the nice Slytherins celebrate too

Remus knows who’s nice bc he’s friends with everyone omg you can’t fight me on that

So like 90% or the school is in the common room

And James is like wAIT

SO he runs off and the rest of them are like wtf what do we do

He runs to the teacher’s lounge

And grabs Mcgonagall and Dumbledore

They’ve been nothing but nice to him and if he’s going to have an adult role model, it’s them

He also grabs Hagrid

And brings them to the party

Dumbledore ends up being the one who spikes the punch

You and Sirius are finally on your way back

And the halls are like

DESERTED

Sirius is so confused

But he ignores it and gets to the portrait hole bc all he wants to do is sleep

You sidestep in front of him and grab his hand before opening the portrait hole

“SURPRISE!”

It takes him a minute to not piss himself out of fear

But when he’s finally realized what’s happening

He breaks out into the biggest smile that there has ever been

He just turns to you who’s also smiling bc wow he looks so happy

And he grabs you in the tightest hug

Omg he squeezes youuuuuu so harddddd

He whispers a lil thank you in your ear and then goes to hug Remus and James

The party is so fun

Dumbledore can dance really well you find that out after his third glass of punch

And Mcgonagall is at risk of heart attacks, which you ALSO found out after Dumbledore’s third glass of punch and the dancing that ensued from it

Everyone is dancing and drinking and having the best time

And Sirius grabs you, James, Lily, and Remus

And sits you down by the fire

He just thanks all of you and literally everyone cries

There is a group hug

It was a success

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thefallenhumanblog · 6 years

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The Hell?

It was overall a boring day, of boring work, at a boring job. The usual fake smile and overwhelming kindness got Brian the human through his day to day without much effort. He was upset at having to work on the weekend of the Rocky Mountain Festival, but he at least got off work early enough to see the fireworks, though with the rain it was a miserable experience.

He lit up a cigarette, standing far from the crowd only a street from his house; he sighed and exhaled a large cloud of the toxic vapor, some of which hung around under the umbrella the rest fitting off into the night. He had been antisocial for so long, he hated crowds and people with a passion. This isn't to say that he didn't like being human and didn't like being alive. He had a job he loved, and one he hated but put up with for the extra income. He smoked cigarettes as a bad habit, but didn’t drink or do drugs. He couldn’t stand coffee and got so stressed out in crowds that he often became to stressed to move. Cigarettes while deadly, had a benefit of being a deterrent to other humans.

The show was winding down and the storm was picking up, so he turned around and walked to his driveway he felt a few drops of rain, he looked up at his umbrella, to check if it had ripped on a tree limb, as he absently noted that it was melting but not in the way he would use the word. No, this melting was more like pieces of the item were being picked up and whisked away to nothingness. He stared at it blankly then noticed that his hand, his coat and the rest of him was doing much the same. He grunted, figuring it was a dream brought on by his unending labor. He closed his eyes and willed himself to wake up, darkness followed blinding light.

He “awoke” in a red room closed on three sides with the fourth wall being made of hot water, not scalding but he figured it was just a dream and the wall would make him wake up. The room was a bit plain, a bed in the corner, a dresser with various clothing pieces on top of it, no TV, no Video games, no computer. most boring dream ever. He sat on the bed and yawned, a voice chimed in, notably female, “Hello, what is your designation?” he thought for a minute and stayed quiet. “Are you of the not understanding? Name?”

He smiled, understanding a little of what this dream was throwing at him.

“Brian”

The voice grunted “Any Clan Designation?”

“Brian, Just Brian will do fine.”

“Age”

“26″

“Meal Preference”

“Meat, between 1 lb and 2 lbs, no fish no pork”

“Specific meal request?”

“Ill take a Sirloin Steak with a side of A1, and cooked rare in Worcestershire sauce with one teaspoon of garlic powder, and with two teaspoons of Lawrys seasoning salt.”

There was a slight clicking sound, almost like someone was cracking their knuckles, then “Specify definition of cooked rare?”

“Rare is a form of cooking meat products where the majority of it stays raw, on an open flame and depending on the thickness of the meat, will only take between 40 seconds and 3 minutes depending on the temperature of the flame it is cooked in or on. With Worcestershire sauce, it is cooked in a rounded pan with a temperature of between 430 and 640 degrees Fahrenheit. At 430 it is cooked for 3 minutes and 40 seconds average per side, and at 640 it is cooked for 1 minute and 33 seconds per side. Do you need me to hold your hand?” He wasn't normally so blase but a dream where he is tired and has to explain basic cooking to a disembodied voice made him just a bit more on edge than he would ever dare be.

“Interesting. any injuries you have? May need attention?”

“No”

“You positive? Injury likely, scans show multiple injuries to body? Wires? Metal Plates? Metal Claws.”

“I’m fine dammit!”

“Designation Brian Justbrian, are of species Robotic?”

“Im a human, just like everyone else on this damned to hell planet.”

More Cracking sounds and then a sliding sound. A box appeared through the wall of water. He moved over to the box and opened it finding his meal, cooked exactly as instructed with a piece missing out of the corner of the steak.

“So do you enjoy my food choice? Or did you just want to make sure it was made correctly?”

“It good, really really good, sweet and soft and bloody. Have good sleep Brian Justbrian.”

He grunted, eating the steak as fast as possible, then looked at the wall of water. He grabbed his food box, and threw it has hard as possible at the wall. He smiled, the wall was a thick wall of water, but the box went through it and left a hole just long enough for him to see a room on the other side. He looked at the ceiling, observing the black lights and red lights that tinted the water so it was essentially a one way window. There was not a drain he could discern at the bottom, just a pit that the water fell into perfectly, with a drain by the edge of the void but not extending into the water.

Brian smiled realizing it wasn’t a dream, no, this was too vivid, too new. He couldn't figure what it was, but he knew if he wanted to escape his containment he would have to wait, wait for his capturer to grow complacent, to move out of observation.

He waited, on occasion grabbing a random item and throwing it through the water screen with the force of a baseball pitch, in an attempt to see if there was a guard posted outside, be it through the temporary opening in the wall or by hitting someone hard enough to get a reaction. The objects all returned over time, some much faster than others, but no victims to his throws meant no guards, at least not directly outside of the cell.

He picked up his umbrella and walked over to the wall, the water was much hotter now, maybe they turned up the temperature, or maybe it just cycled from other cells of the same make carrying heat from various areas in the facility. He extinguished his cigarette in the water, opened the umbrella took a deep breath and jumped through the water to land on the opposite side of the wall.

#humans are weird #humans are space orcs #hfy

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cuimhnne · 7 years

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⌜➤ Eᴍᴘᴛʏ Sʟᴇᴇᴘ⌟

ㅤㅤㅤFɪʀsᴛ sᴛᴇᴘ; Going forward pains as there is no aim. The stairs creak under the weight of life. Lakes of fog linger over the nothingness. The touch of a dull breeze against rotting skin feels like that nothingness up the stairs and down the stairs. Fading consciousness, hazy senses through the eclipse.

ㅤㅤㅤSᴇᴄᴏɴᴅ sᴛᴇᴘ; Void is breaking in front of me, like the consciousness. Senses returning and leaving, tending against and away. The void breaking blackness. No change of colour but the sound of heavy, dripping liquid finding a ground. Black ink with the substance of blood leaving a trail where there is no ground. Void breaking again, ink flowing over foggy hands, melting away in blackness, into a murky form. ㅤㅤㅤAɴᴏᴛʜᴇʀ sᴛᴇᴘ; The weight gets heavier with each step. The body only a limp form with no control left; pulling down further and further into a full consciousness and numb senses. Steps getting slower and senses dying again. Caliginous smoke covering my eyes when the fog turns to obscure shadows. Figures forming from ink, fading to shadows again. Lungs drained, throat dry, voice mute. Taste of poison in my mouth, a poisonous feast. It is as fresh as the misty fog but lovingly tasteless. Cannot gulp it down. ㅤㅤㅤ4. sᴛᴇᴘ; Knees on the ground as I am attempting to go forward. Gravity putting its hands over me, dragging me deeper into ponds of inky liquid. Rotting skin and flesh fading into black clouds and storms, into anger and fear. Senses returning, fading again along with consciousness and awareness. No poisonous taste, no screeching sound, no fresh smell and no smoky view. Everything numb and gone. Unexisting body burning cold with every drop of ink crashing into the nothingness. ㅤㅤㅤɢᴏɴᴇ sᴛᴇᴘ; No crawling anymore. My body remains unresponsive. There is no body, only a black, uncontrolled storm. The murky tar sticking to the bit of flesh left. Gravity representing the misery. No ground underneath me anymore but not falling either. I cant be dragged down any further. No end to the emptiness. No remains, just a big hole where there once was supposed to be one. ㅤㅤㅤɴᴏ sᴛᴇᴘ; For moments I can feel mortality. I can feel my death. It is like tar; Burning bleak, biting boiling, thick liquid and (im)possible to drown in. Morbid, how there is no flesh but a nothingness which experiences mortality with a ghastly death. Not moving, no striving – just emptiness where there was once a body. ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤIᴛ ɪs ᴡʜᴀᴛ I ᴇɴᴅᴜʀᴇ ᴡʜᴇɴ I sʟᴇᴇᴘ. Sᴏ I sᴛᴏᴘᴘᴇᴅ sʟᴇᴇᴘɪɴɢ. → Writer note: This is something totally different from what I am usually writing. I experimented a lot here. I packed together parts of lyrical poetry and story-telling from the character view too. I mixed very short, hacked sentences with longer ones (partly) which varies the reading. The Steps start off as normal steps but with each one the stages of consciousness are getting deeper and deeper, where there is no actual rest or sleep anymore. It pictures how I think Reaper (Overwatch), as someone who is non-human anymore, died before and now probably does not have the ability to sleep anymore since he slips in and out of his form, where there is no physical one left. So sleep is no rest for him anymore, simply making him stop to try sleeping.

Also posted it on my fresh Reaper RP Account: https://twitter.com/crxdaMuerte/status/968959318707113985 ←

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miladysatsuki · 4 years

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THE REALLY FUCKING COOL THING IS THAT I

holy shit

breathe

think

oh my god

the really cool thing and by that I mean genuinely a huge hurdle that is actively hurting me is that I feel like there is a huge like mass of nothingness in my brain and when I start having complex emotions and I try to describe them in words this black hole mass just starts sucking the concepts up and all I’m left with is these abstracts and theres no way to vonvey with language what I’m experiencing and so then I feel like theres no possible way to reach out to anyone so I just stop trying. Swallow the feeling until it dissapates but the aftertaste is this knowledge that the problem is not solved. and holy fuck. This is so hard to convey because its happening right now. I’m tearing up right now but I don’t really feel anything its just that nothingness swallowing it up. I’m trying so fucking hard to put ANYTHING into words & its incredibly frustrating because that mass is still swallowing the ideas up so Im like writing parts of it but not all of it. Its like the tip of the iceberg shit. I love being a private person but I want it to be intentional. I want to be able to share if I want to. I don’t want this

this

fuck

its happening Its

holy shit please I just want to. have thoughts.

I genuinely have no thoughts or emotions

all the time

when I think anything its surface level, and its rare. emotions are even more scarce and theyre abstract, and distant, and incomplete

I’m

my heart hurts

am I having a panic attack

cant tell

I am so sorry for

using my tumblr as my fucking therapist like fuck I need a real therapist

why do I feel so safe here like there are potentially thousands of people able to see these posts but it doesnt feel like a violation of my space as much as just telling a trusted friend that I am struggling

my heart hurts, I think its beating fast

idk

I, feel bad, I don’t want to be having a panic attack, I don’t want my heart to hurt. I want to be in control and I want to be able to explore my emotions and share with the people I trust

I want

I wish I could

Have..

control

I guess I am having a panic attack, I’m just sitting here tho lol. OMFG LOL IM PROBABLY DISOCIATING lmfao, bro this is so stupid, idk whatever I guess its better to just be like typing and calm and essentially feeling nothing other than the pressure in my heart. I’m gonna go delete like 15 tweets and drink some water hopefully I’ll feel normal soon

lol normal

by that I mean nothingness

#mental health mention 6633467 #zeev no

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arcanepjm · 7 years

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Prison Break [ Prologue ]

Parining: Jungkook x Reader x Jimin

Genre: Drama,Angst, Smut (later on), Mafia!au

Word count: 2.1k

Summary: He is the only man you ever loved,the one who fount you in the streets and gave you a home to call home but then 'he' came around and changed it all or did he ?

~ A short story based off of turn of events that landed you in the toughest co-ed prison along with you boyfriend of many years but a simple run in with a fellow inmate leads you to question your love for the only boy you ever loved.

Warning: Swearing, mention of murder and blood, lots of violence, mention of cheating, breaking the law,

A/N: I finally decided to release my work on here.Even thought I’m not the best author I still want to post my writings here. Enjoy one out of many to come soon! (im actually kind of nervous about posting these)

You were awakened by people yelling followed by a loud bang.

This was a typical morning for you. Guards walking down the down low lit aisle, dragging their batons across the rusted gates.

"Inmate 256 get the fuck up." One guard said, tapping his stick against the gates annoyingly. Dragging your lifeless body out of the old rusted twin size bunk bed, you stalk over towards the sink. It's a small plastic mirror hanging above the sink that leaked painfully slow. 'Welp, (y/n) another day in hell'

'Welp, (y/n) another day in hell'

You thought to yourself as you took a good look in the plastic blurred mirror. Blurry or not, you could tell you looked like shit. Eyes slightly swollen, now filled with nothingness, dull and lifeless just like you felt.

How did you end up in this shit hole?

It was all thanks to your best friend or your ex, who you knew pretty much your whole life, the king of the underground world. Getting stuck in this hell was more so your fault then his but if you could go back and change the past you would without a second thought.

You were just looking for some attention then lord and behold, he gave it to you along with everything and anything you wanted. No care in the world about his job and what it brought, just the love he had for you was beyond anything you have ever experienced.

You loved the thrill of it all. You loved to watch him rule over people and take the last ever breathe some of his victims could even take.

He is ruthless and didn't care what it might bring but with you...It was different.

He showered you with love and never spoke or treated you like he did with others. Never letting anyone lay a finger on you and always made sure you were safe, you were sure he was the only man you are willing to spend the rest of your life with.

Well up until that one single day.

Jungkook, your boyfriend, came home badly beaten and could barely walk straight.

This made your blood boil and you began to see red over. You’re normally cool and laid back and never the type to quickly get mad, unlike your boyfriend. You rather talk things out before acting unlike him. You were his peace maker on the side to make sure all his deal goes smoothly.

But when you saw him seriously injured you were ready to kill something. After all these years, you made a promise to yourself and Jungkook that you would never hurt anyone even if they deserved it or not.

When you were younger you watched your parents get brutally murder and remember seeing life leave their once vivid eyes.

As you watched him wince while his wounds were being tended to by one of the maids, you got lost in thought...He was the only one you had left in this cold world and there was nothing that could convince you to change your mind.

Jungkook try calming you down by telling you he would handle it when he healed. But you were way too stubborn to listen.

You should have.

The person who got Jungkook looking like this... Like he got hit by a truck was rumored to have been a snake and was ratting people out. But not only that, people claimed that his men were pretty powerful.

You weren’t dumb or weak. Jungkook trained you well in fighting and knowledge of weapons. Even though he forbid you to ever use them simply because he felt like he would always be there to protect you.

You took matters into your own hands and went to go see about this “powerful dude”. In fact, he wasn't so powerful. You eventually took out most of his guards by yourself and proceed to attack the man before you.

As soon as you got the man weak and pinned down under you, you threw a few powerful jabs, making sure to damage his face just as much as, he made Jungkook look.

Your vision began to blur as you took a old rope into your hands, placing it around his neck. You watched as he struggled beneath you. Sound of your heart pounding in your ears as your blood rushed to your face.

The man eyes slowly fluttered closed as his body movements stopped but that didn't stop you from picking up the metal pole on the side.

With a quick motion, you swung the pole straight down into the man’s lifeless face.

"You fucking bastard!" you growled, as you swung the pole, causing the red stained liquid splash onto your face. You huff as you stared down at the body.

"Powerful my ass", you spat down at the man that threatened the only thing you had in life. You let your arms fall to the side as your head falls forward.

"(y/n) ! ...." your named bounce off the walls of the building, as you turned around to see Jungkook standing there. His panting sounded heavy like he ran all the way here.

You quickly stood up, dusting off your hands as your head still hung low.

"W-w-What d-did you do,? " he stuttered, voice filled with disappointment.

He places his finger under your chin, lifting it up to make you look at him. There was disappointment in his eyes. You couldn't stand that look he was giving, which made you turn away eyeing the ground that was covered in blood. You hadn't realize it till now everything seemed so blurry and red, and an eerie silence crept into the now empty warehouse.

"Fuck, look at your face..." he whisered as his fingers traced your jaw line. You winced from the pain. You probably look just as bad as he did.

"I told you not to do anything," this time he grabbed you r chin harshly making you yelp.

"Argh~h..." you groaned, quickly biting down on your bruised lip to muffle your painful cries.

"Look what you did!" he spat in your face, grabbing your hands and lifting them up in the air. They were covered in blood, even your sleeves soaked.

Your eyes glossed over, you held the tears back as a slow aching pain crept in the back of your throat. This was the first time you ever taken someone's life away and you knew Jungkook was against you ever using violence. You were supposed to be his little sweet princess.

"I...I..." you choked on your words as the tears started to fall down as soon as you opened your mouth.

Lost for words, you completely blacked out during it all and all you wanted to do was pay back for the one who you loved so badly.

"You fucked up big time, Princess...” he said slowly as he pulled you into him and hug you tight.”You shouldn't have come here, we are so screwed..." he said slowly in your ear. His voice cracked as you heard him sniffle a little bit.

You never seen Jungkook cry but why?

Why was he acting like this all just because you took away some guys life?? You have watched him plenty of times snatch away someone's life and not even blink an eye. This shouldn't be anything different from other times. The way Jungkook sniffled, as he hid his face in the curve of your neck holding back the tears , to the way he was shivering slightly sent your stomach churning and heart pounding.

Click click

You lifted your head from Jungkook chest to see the room filled with police officers all pointing guns at you two.

Your grip got tighter on him as he pulled you away slightly. His signature smirk plastered on his face but his eyes soften as you stared at you.

"It's all over Princess.... “He said as he wiped the dry stain tears from your face. You looked into his eyes for answers and for a second you saw the Jungkook you knew from childhood. His eyes went back and forth searcing for your eyes.

You let out a airy chuckle as your tears fell.

"I fucked up big time, huh Kookie?” He continued to wipe your tears as he chuckled softly.

“We fucked up babe," he says as he leaned in to peck your lips. The kiss was slow. He kissed you like it was your last. You wrapped your arms around his neck and deepened the kiss as you sobbed even harder, his hand slowly stroked your cheek as his finger wiped away the tears.

‘If only you listened, you wouldn't be in this mess’ kept echoing in the back of your head.

You felt Jungkook being pulled away from you, knocking you back into reality. You watched as he fought with the police offices trying to make his way back to you but he was out numbered and was thrown to the ground.

You quickly ran over to him but police officers grabbed you and tossed you to the ground harshly.

"Fuck’

ar~gh!!" you snarled as your chest meet with the payment almost knocking the wind out of you.

You could hear Jungkook screaming at the top of his lungs to let you go and to only take him. On the other hand, you cried even harder and screamed for them to let him go and only take you.

You both looked like crazy fools. Willing to take the dirt for all of this.

Two childhood friends in love.

Once the police got both of you out of the building, they placed of you into different unit cars. But before they closed the door you heard Jungkook yell something.

"(Y/n)! DONT FORGET ME! "

You chuckle loudly, you probably look like a lunatic, well Jungkook did bring you the darkest of you and you loved every bit of it.

“I LOVE YOU KOOKIE! RIDE OR DIE?! “You screamed back along with him.

“RIDE! SEE YOU IN HELL PRINCESS!”

You smiled softly at his playful side as the guards pushed him in the car and slammed the door.

Another guard came and did the same to you, you laughed bitterly as the tears slowly rolled down your face. You glanced out the window to see Jungkook already staring at you.

His tears trickled down his face mimic yours as he smiled brightly at you showing off his bunny like teeth causing to you to laugh even harder.

You guys where in the back of police cars finally being caught after all the years of doing dirty work and him smiling at you sweetly as he cried.

Who would have thought this day would come, surely neither you nor Jungkook. Everything was going so smoothly since Jungkook took over the family business and here you were fucking up everything he word hard for because you could control your emotions.

Jungkook pressed his hand cuffed hands on the glass as you did the same.

"I'm sorry," he mouthed as his smiled disappeared.

You shook your head as tears burned your eyes that finally came to a stop. You placed your cuffed hands on the window just as he did.

“No , I'm sorry for everything” you mouthed back.

He pressed his forehead against the window and let his head fall forward. You could tell he was crying hard by the way his shoulders moved.

You couldn't watch him. All this because you didn't listen to him. You knew he was hurt seeing his precious girlfriend take away someone’s life and being caught up in his mess. He never wanted it to happen this way and that being the reason why he kept you wrapped away from danger.

And just like that you threw all his hard work away. But you didn't care about any of that, you got back at the person who could have taken Jungkook away from you for good.

You let a small smile creep up on your face as you glance back out the window. Once again your meet with Jungkook looking directly at you.

You were no longer crying and you show him the biggest smile ever.

“Ride or die baby.... I love you”, you mouth at him who looked confused. You blew him a kiss, as your police car pulled off.

Something in you clicked and changed you forever and Jungkook could see the difference as you mimic his signature smirk.

You turned around in your seat to watch him as you pulled off. He was mouthing something back but you couldn't see it. All you could do is wave the best you can and blow him kisses as you disappear out of sight.

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forsty · 7 years

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this will not be a very wholesome vent post since tbh at the moment im not really sure how to properly voice my feelings but man i really dont care atm

actually, i don’t know what to actually write? except theres this black hole inside of me thats literally choking me. its making me angry for no reason. angry at people i dont need to be angry at. angry for things i dont need to be angry at. explosive rage for no reason at all. i want to throw things around, break things. i want to run my nails so deep into my arm that blood will ooze out. i dont care anymore

this is all i know. the anger, the sadness, the lonliness. oh god im so lonley. its like i’ve been ripped out of my home and placed in some strang new universe, where nothing is the same. where nightmares are real, i guess. the nightmares i would have has a kid where both or one of my parents died, or where they didn’t love me anymore. where they left me.

but that did happen. that nightmare did happen.

im so tired. i cant voice my feelings anymore, i cant draw them either

theres just, nothingness? a whole lot of nothing.

im filled with anger and hatred and sadness

but it will never be enough

#personal

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coloursofaparadox · 7 years

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Okay I gotta talk about shit for a second because it’s been driving me insane to not be discussing this with anyone purely in the way of the whole ‘validation of existence only because we exist to others’ bullshit but w/e here we go

It’s been a couple weeks now and I’m a lot more clearheaded. A lot of things suck and a fairly decent amount of things are much better, which coincidentally happens to be one of the things that sucks. Realizing how shitty it was for a long time came fairly quickly, because that was literally all I could think about at the time? If it was terrible and it was over then that meant a terrible thing was over and that was a good thing. That got me through until the day they packed up and took their shit and moved out back to another fucking province. Few days after that too. But being in self-perpetuated denial does not help me whatsoever in the long run and eventually I had to slowly try to come to terms with what the past 3 and a half years actually was, good and bad altogether.

So I’ve been doing that. For about 2 and a half weeks now. Trying to think about it clearly while finally being in a position where it’s too late for that to have any repercussions. There’s a lot of stuff I knew, and I knew I knew, but didn’t want to think about too hard. I took shit like that into account when I did things like ‘temporarily’ break up weeks before the breaking down a door like a fuckin horror movie thing went down, but what I’m trying to figure out is how much of what I thought I knew has been me tricking myself into not seeing something for the sake of the three of us. It’s fucking sucked. Forcing myself to acknowledge times that were actually legitimately good has been fucking hard when all I do is make myself sad, and realizing I was right about putting in years of onesided effort and emotional energy that I’m never getting back has felt like I’m waking up after sleeping through some very valuable years of my life haggard and grey and I’m never getting them back.

The conclusion I’ve come to so far is. not much honestly. But what I have realized is how fucking stupid I’ve been!! The easiest bit to sort through has never been the abstract. It’s always the comparison, in this case the direct comparison between two very different people, and I am a fucking fool. I cannot believe I never let myself see it when we were all together, but I do not know for the life of me why I was so scared to see how fucking incredible she was. And this isn’t a case of post-mortem romanticization. We fit, SO much better. Looking back there was no comparison. Literally just shit like basic communication, or conversation and clicking. If we actually put the fucking effort in and at some point along the way decided to stop being scared of each other and playing it safe with the easy option (him), then I don’t know what would’ve happened. I wish I could say I knew for sure but I don’t, and there is a WORLD of incredible potential that I’ll now never fucking know. She is far too good for him. It’s been a force of will not to demonize the past 3 odd years I’ve been with him, and I will never say there wasn’t good about him, but it’s good on top of a foundation of insecurity and denial and someone who never grew up and refuses to see how it harms the people around him. He’s going to keep hurting people and dragging his way through life at an infants pace until he wakes up. And she does not deserve to be one of those people.

Realizing I’ve been devoting myself to someone I thought I had finally, after years found a kindred spirit in and being slapped in the face with the reality that I’d deluded myself has been. Not great. To say the least. It feels a lot like betrayal with a stab of burning shame and existential despair lmfao but yknow. I am not someone who makes real friends easily. I’m not praising that about myself though. Sometimes I wish I could not think about all the things that get in the way of liking people uninhibited because p much everyone else fucking doesn’t and they’re doing just fine apparently. But for me to find someone I really enjoy talking to and trust and actually prefer their companionship to loneliness does not happen often, and I am absolute shit at being lonely. I can still count on one hand the number of people I’ve found in my entire 22 years of life, and while obviously they’re not all romantic connections it still fucking hurts to lose even one of those. The very shitty Venn diagram of the general populace, people I like, people I love and trust, and people I love, trust, and somehow am also in love with is comically disproportionate and transphobia and social anxiety are not on my side for adding to the latter more than once in a blue moon. My plans for the future involve a lot of blank nothingness and stubborn refusal not to date anyone until I’m financially stable and CAN comfortably be completely single without a looming sense of dread and desperation to not be achingly lonely, which are probably not in any danger of being called into question by the appearance of a wildcard I swoon over given my fucking chances.

It would’ve been so easy to sink into a spiral of cynicism and turn on the whole world over him and I definitely did for a while, but I’m not as young as I was 5 years ago. As much as it hurts my pride and my limited (now crumbling) experience of romantic love to admit, I fucked up and I picked wrong. It’s by no means my only goal in life but. it would just. be kinda nice to know if it’s actually possible for me to find someone(s) that. are. good? and. are the kind of love that you see sometimes. not the stupid movie shit but just. people that work with each other, in multiple senses of the word. I got a fucking taste of it and now I can’t even tell if it was real or not and it’s killing me thinking about it. I want it so bad. I don’t want it for free, I want to work for it and towards it and find someone I want to work towards it with. This is not me freeloading and romanticizing some perfect ideal relationship, this is me just. wanting. people. I love doing little things for people to make them happy I love helping and giving and seeing people smile because of it and I love. just. being happy. and other people being happy. I love being genuine and I fucking would do anything for the heady experience of knowing someone else and someone else knowing you thoroughly and completely. and just existing, like that, and making eachother happy while you live your lives. There’s probably some fancy obscure word out there to describe all that but I don’t fucking know I just want. To love someone. It’s not a compulsion I won’t make shit choices just to find the wrong person to throw affection at but despite all my bullshit I genuinely. love. people. more abstractly as a whole but intensely as individuals. and i already miss it.

i have no fucking idea where this is going any more I just have a lot of thoughts that don’t have very much ‘a good addition to a conversation’ vibe going on and like mentioned at great fucking length im generally starved for human connection okay i feed on it like a black hole lmfao. im. more myself lately though. I’ve been missing the bit of me that connects to people as a mass i think. I’m not going to say i’m happier but part of something that has always defined me as an entity of fuckin brainwaves is just doing stuff for people. not really for any reason but barring social anxiety getting in the way ive always done stuff like offered to help or go out on a limb and ask if someone’s okay or little shit like get someone the drink they always get bc they weren’t around to ask and i haven’t been more or more in the last 3 years. I’m doing it now though. I’ve missed it. A big unhealthy chunk of that relationship was we were all so immersed in cynicism and sarcasm and ‘ironic’ morbidity that just being genuinely happy and optimistic was not encouraged nearly enough. and now that im free of that i feel a lot more like me and i’m very glad to know that hasn’t gone anywhere n ill be very sure to foster that part of myself a lot more in the future

i need to go to fucking bed. tldr im happier but lonely and i loved the wrong person and im quietly losing faith that real romantic love actually exists for me at all but yknow whatever. gnight.

#im not tagging this so it can get lost in the massive archives of my blog #i dont really care who reads this it's not emotional any more its just going through the facts as best i can so w/e. probably gonna change #my mind on some of this shit at some point but not because of any input from either of them lmao #fucking end me #i miss having real conversations like this.#thats not to say im not acquainted with people who could but its not something ive. done. with many people.#and its hard to tell who's down. anyways. if you ever have fucking weirdass existential dread gimme a shout i miss the feeling.

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