#lore thread

[turtle-ask]

THE CHEESE (LORE) THREAD:

Author note:

@in-omni-scientia here your cheese thread explanation

*PT is short for Pain Threshold

1. • The story starts with an Anon sending a "🪤" emoji into Pain Threshold's askbox.

•PT was quite confused and amused with the sudden presence of the cheese.

2. •Volition decided to stop by, trying to comprehend what may the "🪤" even mean about.

•Both PT and Volition had some discussion, concluding that the cheese is actually a "anti-suicidal" type, thus intrigued PT more.

• This caused PT to grow obsessed with cheese, leading to the concept of #cheeseposting

(can be referred on their blog)

3. •This obsession manifested into reality, as reported by Espirit De Cops, Harry curled into a ball, shaking from eating a half of cheese.

• Lieutenant Kim Kitsuragi, crouched beside him, growing concern upon his partner's recent behavior.

4. • Harry, who is still greatly distressed is conflicted between dying and wanting cheese.

•PT even mentioned that they can't go yet as there is more cheese they haven't devoured.

• Failing Suggestions and Empathy checks propose to share the cheese with Lieutenant Kim Kitsuragi, as it was a very good cheese, and he really likes cheese.

• PT however objects to the idea, stating we need the cheese to stay sane in this maddening world.

5. • Rolling a successful check on Volition (7) managed to give Harry the courage to get his shit together.

• Harry slowly calmed himself, sitting next to the lieutenant as the thought of cheese slowly drifting away in his mind.

[END]

•REFERENCE

-The cheese ask

-#cheeseposting on PT's blog

-The great breakdown of cheese

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• Special thanks to Pain Threshold (@ohgodthepain ) for the #cheeseposting shenanigans. Check out their blog for more cheese ramblings at most random time.

[lil-lemon-snails]

Been thinking.. what if big....

[postcardsfromheapside]

Comrade, straight up admitting to me that you aren't creative enough to use Veilguard's CC, then blaming Bioware for making it somehow “too hard” to make an attractive character, then complaining that none of the NPC's are attractive as an afterthought to justify yourself and how you suck, isn't exactly convincing me that Veilguard is a shitty game. It sounds like a skill issue. I've seen my mutuals' Rooks and they are hot as shit.

Also how DARE you say this man is unattractive. Sometimes I unlock my phone just to peek at him.

(also everyone else on the team is smokin', I'm sorry I'm just particularly horny AF for him and have been since the reveal trailer dropped but yes the audacity to say no one is attractive do you have eyes, do you have loins, do you have a heart capable of yearning, is your soul denied all joyful emotion, look at these companions, GTFO with that nonsense)

[stars-and-branches]

How i look trying to explain comic book timelines in a way that's coherent

[dailypokemoncrochet]

When I'm crocheting, Saturn my cat likes to rest her head in the crook of my arm. A lot of the time she will end up just resting or wiggling on my arm while the strings of yarn I'm working with slide above her. She sometimes watches them very intently, but she knows not to bite or paw at them and seems to understand that these are MY strings and not hers to play with.

One of her favorite ways to play is I have a very long string that I throw past her and drag it slowly back to me while she watches it go by. Occasionally she will bite at and smack it when the end gets close to her. Eventually she will start actively chasing the string, but for a long time she will just want to watch it slide past her. She meows and gets in my face when I stop, but as soon as I resume the throwing/dragging string, she goes back to her spot to loaf and watch.

So now I wonder if she thinks of string-watching as an activity we both enjoy and that me crocheting is my version of playing by myself.

[blessyouhawkeye]

i truly fucking cannot get over the image of brennan lee mulligan using the dozens of small screens surrounding him and his friends while they play dnd to play the video of him five years ago saying something integral to the campaign that they all completely missed. just the shit eating grin on his face surrounded by his own handiwork.

[silli-illi]

Updates for the people who don’t use Twitter (super long thread so stick with me y’all, rest of the thread in rebloggs):

(Note: Please take all of this lightheartedly this is lore and for content purposes only they don’t actually hate each other please don’t send hate to kab or red!)

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[emiruu-u]

Hhehhehe haii Tumblr it's been a while

Amma just drop this here and skedadle again, tho this was supposed to be my b-day art and it indeed was not done on my b-day and it took me like 20 hours so yk :3 it was a redraw of a drawing I made back in 2020 when I was at the start of my insanity for these two (onishipping officialy 6 years old soon everyone applaud the insane 12 year old that I was)

Here's some closeups, a time-lapse and the original drawing this is based on.

[wokegallagher]

[catsharkzzz]

MOAR C00LKIDD !!!

look at my weird freak creature thang . my son + a refrence for myself for his pattern/layout of his eczema yuuuppp you know i heard skin condition and went projection mode

[starry-bi-sky]

changeling danny has his wretched little claws in me so here's some AU fey lore

Okay so, i've got a lot of ideas for the Fey Lore in this au. But to start out what may become a sling of posts: a simplified set up of the Infinite Realms. I think I mentioned it before in a reblog of the original changeling danny post, but the fey wilds exist in the IR. In most fanon I see the same scale as the rest of the realms, however i have a different idea for it.

In simplified terms, the fey wilds and the ghost zone are two different things. They both exist in the Infinite Realms, however, they exist on different planes of existence. In simplified terms, there are three separate planes in the Infinite Realms.

The Long Far: Highest realm in the infinite realms. Home to most, if not all, the Ancients. Beings that reside in The Long Far are eldritch abominations, gods, personifications of concepts, and other celestial-type beings. The only way to access the Long Far is through the Starflare Currents in the Feywilds. Which are a nebula of stars that work similar to the ocean currents in Finding Nemo. They are a rapid vortex full of stars that pass over the feywilds that can be seen at night. In order to reach the Long Far, one must fly up to the Current and latch onto one of the stars rapidly flying past. And then they must stay on the star until the currents begin to ascend rapidly upwards. This is harder than it sounds. Ever been indoor surfing? Where you lie on your stomach on a small board and try not to get flung off? Exact same concept. It’s basically the world’s most terrifying escalator to the gods.

The Fey Wilds: The Fey Wilds isn't exactly strictly home to the Fey, however for convenience sake I'm calling it the Fey Wilds. This is the home to fey and other folklore and mythological creatures that may not want to reside in the Ghost Zone. There are no Fey in the GZ. It's not that they hate being down there, but. well.. they hate being down there. They think the place is ugly. The Fey Wilds has ever shifting, expanding amount of biomes. These biomes range from massive redwood forests, to swamps, to essentially Pandora from Avatar. The place can look almost entirely human one moment, and then like a different planet the next. Fey and other inhabitants know how to navigate this easily -- but ghosts? Not so much. There are currently two known ways to reach the Fey Wilds from the Ghost Zone and vice versa: Lake Portals, and Cave Tunnels. Which I will expand upon in a moment.

Ghost Zone: Exactly how it sounds! The Ghost Zone is, well, the ghost zone! It's essentially the same as canon. Same looks, same everything. This is the home of mortal souls and the occasional mythological creature or two, as well as weaker concept spirits. By that I mean like, ecto-octopi. Concept spirits can manifest in both the GZ and Feywilds. Ghosts tend to stick inside the Ghost Zone and avoid venturing into the Fey Wilds because, well, they're still mortal souls. They're gonna get jumped by a fey looking for a new decoration or a new pet/servant/whatever. Best to honestly avoid the fey wilds as a whole.

Now, I just mentioned that there were two known ways to reach the Fey Wilds from the Ghost Zone: lake portals and cave tunnels. I made goofy little visual aides which I will attach below, and then I will explain how they work.

I'll start with the Lake Portals. They are, well, as the name suggests lake portals. Not every lake in the fey wild is a portal to the ghost zone, and vice versa. They're rather uncommon to find in both planes, but it's not like they're hard to recognize.

In the Fey Wilds, lake portals will have a sheen over the water like an oil spill. But instead of the regular rainbow-y colors, it will instead have the ghost zone's colors swirling in it; green and purple. The water will have that sickly green tint to it, and have a slight glow. The plant life surrounding the water are not typically what you'd find in the Fey Wilds, but might in the Ghost Zone. They look different from the regular noxious swamp bogs in the wilds, so its easy to tell that they're lake portals.

In the Ghost Zone, the lake portals will instead be shimmery and blue like a tropical ocean. And just like how there are GZ plants in the fey wilds surrounding the water, there's fey wild plants on the island where the lake is.

How these portals work is rather simple. You dive in and begin swimming down. It's a long swim down, but that's all you gotta do. It will get dark, as there are no plant life in these portals, and no aquatic life either.

It starts getting complicated when you reach what I like to call the border. The border is as the name implies; its a border between the planes. In the lakes it's not physical, however you will feel when you've reached the border and crossed it. Intense vertigo washes over you as your sense of gravity begins to shift and flip; up is becoming down, down is becoming up.

Your goal at this point is to try and push through that vertigo and discomfort and make it to the other side of the border, without getting flipped upside down and swimming back to the surface you came from. This is harder than it sounds as you become dizzy underwater, and since there's no light anywhere, you will try and instinctively seek it out and follow it. You're down too deep to know where that light is.

Once you've reached the other end of the border successfully, your gravity will have flipped without you needing to do anything. You are now swimming up to the surface, and once you do, boom! You're in the ghost zone! Lake Portals are faster to use than tunnels, but very disorientating.

Now cave tunnels are longer, but simpler. Essentially some caves have tunnels that lead into the ghost zone, similar to how in greek mythology there are random entrances to the underworld in the mortal world. I haven't exactly figured out what the tell is for when you're in a tunnel leading to the Ghost Zone, but I know that when it's the other way around it's rather easy -- as you start to climb up.

It's a less complicated explanation: essentially you are descending into the ghost zone through this tunnel. You are on your way down like Orpheus in search of his wife, or like Heracles doing his twelve labors. It can get claustrophobic and of course there is the border.

Unlike experiencing a shift in gravity, you're instead hit with the intense vertigo and an intrinsic fear to turn around. It's an instinctual response to your surroundings changing on a molecular level, and your body in response is telling you to Flee. Basically, you've taken a rip of the Cave Gasses and you feel like you're losing your mind. Once you exit the border its smooth sailing.

Sometimes you get unlucky and there's a Pit Drop and you're suddenly Alice in Wonderlanding your way down to the Ghost Zone. But hey! At least you're not swimming.

those are currently the only two ways i've come up with for traveling between the GZ and Fey Wilds. But all in all, it's meant to be very disorientating stuff; vertigo and nausea-inducing, with just a dash of Existentially Terrifying. Traveling between planes usually is.

[anoia]

Confused human walks into a temple of Elune "If yall are priests why do you have moon powers? Aren't yall just balance druids?"

[moonlight-dove]

Source: @ The Brainrot Fairy

[pastafossa]

Hi pasta!! What's Jane up to lately? Not like, in the fic but just....banging around in your brain? My characters hang around my head sitcom style sometimes lol

Much love!!

jane is currently roosting on top of matt like a hen with a chick they are both quite happy

Kidding. sort of.

NO BUT FOR REAL, mine do that too! Now and then over the years the scenery has changed (since I started TRT though, my internal headspace where the characters hang out looks suspiciously like Matt's apartment), but the space is always kinda... there for them, and that includes Jane! Half the time she's providing running commentary - she's got a lot to say about the Daredevil rewatch me and @sunflowersandsapphires are going through before Born Again, especially now that we're in S3 which we haven't reached yet in TRT. Like,

Me: (watching the FBI break into Matt's apartment without any difficulty whatsoever) Jane, sipping her coffee and turning the page of her book: Good fucking luck doing that to our door. They'll be lucky to break in before dinner.

Sometimes she's also just reading up there. Probably the Odyssey at present, since all my listening to Epic has reminded her of when her and Ciro were bulldozing through classics together. She also has been watching in amusement as Matt tries yet again to keep other characters out so that I can't write about them or be distracted (Matt at present is grumpily barricading the door to prevent Jack Reacher from getting in, Jane's not helping but she's not stopping him either).

Me to Jane, as Matt drags his wardrobe in front of the front door: why aren't you stopping him??? Jane, leaning against the wall as she watches Matt: he needs enrichment, it's good for him. Me, watching Matt pacing as he watches for any attempts to open he door: I thought you were supposed to be his enrichment. Jane, innocently: he's high energy, he needed more. Also he looks good moving the furniture. Matt: I can hear you both. Jack Reacher, muffled through the door: so can I. Matt, growling: Go away. Michael Kinsella, on the couch with the assigned book for the book club he and Jane started even though there's only two of them in it: has he tried the skylight? We could use a third for the book club. Jane, as Matt drags a long bench down the hall to wedge it against the wardrobe: I thought Bucky was the third, we were going to read Lord of the Rings. Michael: Matt told Bucky there was a stray cat outside, then when Bucky went out to look for it, Matt locked the door. Me: ...we should read Lord of the Rings though, it's been a while.

The oddest part though is when she just comes in with random fucking lore. So like, I'll be doing something unrelated and she'll come strolling into the mental apartment with a mug of coffee and drop shit on me. The most recent one was during this past week. We've gotten a ton of snow, and I was standing at my window watching a snowplow drive by. And Jane just sips her coffee and goes,

"I was a snowplow driver for a single winter. Then I hit a bull moose, got it stuck in the windshield and everything. Swear to god, I was nose-to-nose with that fucker, his antlers on either side of me like an open bear trap. Not sure who was more confused about the whole thing. I thought about sticking around but the amount of insurance paperwork I'd have had to fill out would have been a nightmare. It was easier to just change identities again. So I squeezed out under the antlers, left the moose there with the running truck, hitchhiked home, got my bag, and moved to Houston. Last I heard the moose was fine, though, and left to do moose things, so that's something."

In reality, though, she's very chill. Her and I have been doing this for about... (does math) 8 years or so, so we're comfortable. The only time she really fights me is if I'm writing and she does not think what's happening is the way it should go. But that's rare!

[antaripirate]

headcanon that kell is classically trained in ballet

[sysig]

Do not separate them /threatening (Patreon)