#madd creature

[fuzzysoul-draws]

Made some creechures for social anxiety and maladaptive daydreaming :]

April 24, 2023. -Fuzzy

Bonus: me trying to figure them out POV is difficult to draw from a side view

[icewindandboringhorror]

sneeping with his legs up over his head for some reason... weird boye

[maddcactus-art]

This was a new year's commission for @grewminet Quiet holiday evening, Muse and Ludwig had their hot cocoa (or tea) with sweets, they've read the book and now having a reast. There's only a sound of falling snow outside and faraway ringing of bells, and... flapping of wings?

[conelluwrites]

the red means i love you

Reader/Doppelgänger Francis (main focus on the doppelgänger aspect) (reader goes by she/her and is described with vaginal terms)

posted on my AO3

word count: 2.6k

title from The Red Means I Love You by Madds Buckley

Contains: monster fucking (doppelgänger fucking), headcanon design for non-disguised doppels, barbed dick, breeding, and blood drinking

You let the wrong one in, but maybe it's not as bad as it seems when you invite him back to your apartment.

“Mmm…”  The voice sounds uncanny, too similar to Francis with the slightest hint of a purr that the tired milkman would never express, “I’m rather thankful that you let me in earlier, you know?”  His uniform is clean and tidy, well put together in a way that Francis would never be able to achieve due to his early morning risings.  His hair is just barely out of place.  Things that no one would notice-- things that make her wish that she had called Francis’ apartment to see if he was home.

“W-Wha-!”  The doorman stumbles back in fear, causing her to bump her back into the chest of the doppelgänger who all too readily wraps his arms around her waist.  One of his hands trails down her rigid arm and grabs the hand of hers that is trembling its way towards the phone.  Even if he didn’t intervene, the D.D.D. would not arrive in time to prevent any damages, he was in the safety room.  His fingertips are inhuman, too sharp but not yet undisguised, as they intertwine with her own to prevent her from dialing the number she memorized so easily.

“Shhh, shhh…  There’s no reason for you to be afraid.”  He coos, brushing his nose against the exposed flesh of her neck.  “No need to scream, no need to squirm, no need to put up a fight…”  His voice is velvety but now lacks the tiredness the real Francis carries.  It’s not surprising that he’s giving up his disguise piece by piece, she assumes that it must take some level of effort to be so near-perfectly disguised and she knows at this point she’s utterly fucked.  “I could take you away from this annoying position forever if you want.  No pesky D.D.D. agents, no more anxiety from our kind, no more living in fear.  Sounds pretty nice, hm?”  His free hand goes to hold her chin, his sharp thumb slightly digging into her jawline.

“But I gotta protect my neighbors.  My job-- sitting here and looking at everyone and their documents, it might suck at times but it keeps everyone safe.”  She says, her voice trembling.  Her throat is bone dry from fear, her chest aches from the uneven breathing leaving her slightly open lips.

“Oh, my dear, that’s such a noble sentiment.”  The doppelgänger sighs dramatically before shaking his head.  He spins her around in his grasp, the hand that was holding hers goes to her waist.  His fingers trace along her jawline, making sure to keep a gentle, but firm, grip on her so she cannot try to escape.  There’s a bright grin on his face, his teeth too white to be human.  “But how many times have they let you down?  Surely they have failed you before.  People are fickle creatures; they don’t appreciate what they have until it’s gone.  I promise to protect you, sweetheart, just let me stay with you tonight, hm?”

Her mind races, so many thoughts of her own death and the death of her neighbors.  “How do I know you won’t hurt me?”  The answer is obvious-- if the doppel were going to hurt her, he already would have.  He’s stronger than her, stronger than any human and she’s still in his grasp.  If he wanted to maim her, he would have already.  “You doppelgängers just want to kill and eat us.”

“Ah, you misunderstand me, darling!  I could never harm a hair on your lovely head.”  The doppelgänger earnestly insists.  His thumb brushes gently across her cheek, trying to so lovingly convince her.  “All I want is to hear more stories about your day and listen to those sweet little fears of yours…  And yes, perhaps indulge myself in some delicious blood as well.”  He’s whispering intimately, as if they’re a pair of lovers.  The grip on her waist tightens slightly but remains mostly gentle, it’s almost comforting despite the sharp nails against her shirt.  “C’mon… please trust me.”

“But I-”  her voice dies out the longer she allows herself to fall into the illusion of mutual trust.

“It’s okay, my love,” he murmurs understandingly, “don’t overthink things, hm?”  He kisses her temple tenderly, a perfect imitation of love between humans.  His eyes flicker towards the phone, allowing even himself to dream of a different world where he could whisk her away and keep her all to himself.  “Let’s just go for now, let’s go somewhere private where no one can bother us.”

She relents easily, tearing her gaze from his face and allowing it to travel down the white uniform before making its way back up to his face.  “My apartment is on the first floor.  We… We can go there together.  We don’t have to worry about others seeing us, everyone else is in for the night.”

Francis’ grin grows even more, his canines growing sharper than any humans can be naturally, “That sounds perfect.”  He sounds appreciative, leading him gently to the door to exit the safety room.  The walk to the apartment is short.  As the apartment door closes, the intensity changes slightly; he is watching her carefully while also taking the new space.  “Nice place.  So cozy…”

“Thank you….” She murmurs. “I figured it’s safer for you to be here than anywhere else in the complex.”

Francis’ doppelgänger hums thoughtfully before nodding in agreement.  After the brief exchange, he takes the opportunity to explore the small apartment, touching things lightly as if trying to understand their purpose and history though touch alone.  Every movement exudes confidence in his decision-making process, evaluating the potential of each object.  “You’re so brave, you know.  C’mere.”

She walks over to him hesitantly and stands there.  The doppelgänger is taller than her.  Despite it all, since he’s imitating one of her neighbors that she’s rather fond of, she feels herself relaxing.  He wraps an arm around her waist casually, pulling her close while leaning down until their hands nearly touch.  He inhales deeply, enjoying the warmth that a human being brings.  He drawings circles on his back with his free hand.  He continues to lean down slowly -- closer and closer to her neck.  Her breath hitches as his nose finally meets her neck.  Her hands meet his waist and tighten slightly, crinkling his shirt.  Adrenaline is racing through her body, making her tremble slightly but she refuses to pull away.  The way the doppelgänger rubes and nuzzles his nose into the crook of her neck is the sweetest thing she’s experienced recently.

The doppelgänger lets out a satisfied rumble, savoring the sensation of her trembling beneath his touch.  If anyone saw them now, they’d assume it was two lovers locked in passion.  His lips brush against the skin he finds lightly before he stops abruptly.  “Promise me something -- promise that you won’t run away.”

“...”  She considers his words carefully.  Every primal instinct in her is begging her to run, to get away as fast as she can.  But she hasn't and, to be honest to herself, she doesn’t want to.  She’s rather content staying like this, being in his arms with his face buried in her neck.  She know he could bite her, sink sharp teeth in her neck and finish her life in less than a second, but she finds herself trusting that he won’t.  “ I promise.”

“Good girl.”  He praises softly, finally giving into temptation and pressing his teeth gently against her neck.  Not hard enough to yet draw blood, just merely teasing her.  His arm tightens around her as the gravity of her promise fully settles between the pair.  The danger she’s in never fully dissipates but mixes well with the affection he’s showing her.  “You deserve a reward for trusting me.”

“Oh?  Like what?” She asks, her grip on him loosening as her body adapts to the unfamiliar situation.

Francis’ doppelgänger chuckles, the vibrations tickling her neck.  “Don’t fret, just something that will make us both happy.”  With a groan, he allows his disguise to slip further and further, his teeth sharpening.  They puncture her skin ever so slightly, blood trickles immediately out of the small wounds.  With a satisfied hum, he pulls away and licks his lips, allowing blood to pool.  “Just relax, enjoy this moment.”  She struggles out a broken moan; it’s not necessarily painful but it reminds her of how weak and vulnerable she is in the moment, a feeling that is intoxicating.  “Relax.” he murmurs against her skin soothingly.  There was no aggression or hunger driving him, it was just to provide nutrients for him to continue his time with her.  Slowly yet deliberately, he licks up the collected droplets while sucking lightly on the wound.  He alternates between suckling and licking the wounds, moaning.

“Y’gonna leave a hickey on me.” She sighs out, her body relaxing even further.

“Only for me to look at later.”  He promises, his breath hot on her dampened flesh.  The rhythm slows down until it stops altogether and he pulls away.  Slowly and carefully, he raises his gaze to meet hers.  “Now tell me more about those annoying D.D.D. agents.”

“I don’t know much about them, to be honest.  They don’t hang around after the cleaning procedure and they don’t talk to me aside from congratulating me on living another way.”  She says, swiping a bit of her own blood from his lips with his thumb.

“You should know more than that.”  He growls. “We could use your help some day.”

“We?  You want me to help the doppelgängers?”

“Of course.  Someone like you, someone so skilled at calling us out…  You could be helpful in our cause.”

“I don’t believe that’s such a worthy cause…” She murmurs, resting her head against his chest.  His heartbeat is inhuman, too slow to be human, but it’s relaxing.  “Though…”

“Though?  You would be safe -- you’d be part of our family.  Perhaps one day I could introduce you to some of the ones I’m closest to.”

“Mm.”  She weighs his words carefully.  In a disturbing, unacceptable way, it’s almost sweet.  “I suppose that, as long as I’m protected by you, I’d be honored to meet them.  Does that make us mates?”

“Indeed.”  Silence stretches between them for a moment.  “In our world, we share souls upon consummation.”  He stares into her eyes after the statement, gauging her reaction based on his customs.

“Ah, like marriages for humans then?  Do you want to consummate our bond?”

The doppelgänger stiffens slightly at first before relaxing.  “Yes.  But we must proceed cautiously.”

“Why’s that, my love?  Is your genitalia that different?”  She asks, leaning up to nuzzle her nose against his for a moment before pulling away and going to stroke his cheek softly.  The skin is rubbery and like ice against her fingers.

“Hm…  No, not quite.”  There’s a beat of uncomfortable silence, he allows her mind to wander with possibilities.  “Our release is also quite different, I believe.  Is that okay?”

She’s quiet for a moment, allowing herself time to fully comprehend the possibilities ahead of her. “Yes.  I want to be your mate, so please…  mate with me the way doppelgängers do.”  Francis’ doppelgänger feels a surge of triumph.  The transformation starts gradually as he allows himself to rip through his disguise.  The clothes rip and tatter, falling to the ground around him as she lets him go, allowing him to fully transform.  Glistening black scales peek through skin like moonlight reflecting off ocean waves, his fingers grow out to sharp daggers, his arms and legs elongate as his muscles tense.  His teeth barely fit in his mouth, the sharp points poking slightly over his lips.  His cock is impossibly thick and long, tiny barbs lining the sides as it oozes black pre-cum.  He lifts her effortlessly, his hands on her ass as he carries her to her bedroom and places her gently on the bed.

“Lie back.”  He commands quietly, watching every breath he takes with anticipation and hunger.  She lays back, obediently as he hovers over her patiently.  There’s no shame or hesitation in his gaze as his hand travels up her shirt to lift it over her head.  She tugs off her pants, leaving her in her bra and panties.  His gaze is full of pride.  “You’re mine now, my soulmate.”

“You’re perfect.”  She says softly, cupping his face and kissing his monstrous face lovingly.  Her lips meet his rough lips and pointed teeth.  She winces preemptively as his sharp claws make easy work of her panties, tugging on the fabric until it tears away and reveals her glistening sex.  The thick, black sludge lubricates his cock, making it ease into her cunt slowly and easily despite its grand size.  She feels the tiny barbs grow slightly, just enough to dig into her walls to prevent her from squirming away or resisting.

He hisses appreciatively at the compliment and the feeling of her heat enveloping her slowly.  “You’re tight.”  He grunts out raggedly, thrusting deep.  The sensation matches beast-like intensity, every movement echoing throughout the small bedroom.

“Hah, you’re bigger than I expected.  So fuckin’ thick.” She pants out, her cunt swallowing his cock with little resistance.  “I was scared about the bars, but shit…  your cock is so perfect for me.”  The doppelgänger lets out an animalistic moan at her declaration, his thrusts becoming more aggressive and intense.

“That’s it!  Take everything I got!”  He exclaims hoarsely, nails digging into her hips.  “Answer me, would you want children?”  He gasps urgently.  Despite the heaviness of the question he posed, he keeps pushing relentlessly -- seeking assured release.

“I-I-!  Yes!  I want to swell with your young.”  She says lovingly, moaning.

He roars at his words, bowing low to catch her lips.  The kiss is filled with dominance and ownership.  “Perfect.”  He growls into her mouth, shifting positions easily so she’s on top of him.  “Ride me until we’re done.”

She straddles him easing, wincing as the shift in positioning digs his barbs deep into her cunt.  “Fuck, baby…”  She breathes out, her hands on his chest.  Her hips raise up and down rapidly despite her legs trembling greatly.

“Let me see those pretty eyes looking into mine.”  He orders hoarsely.  He hisses as her cunt adjusts.  The pain she felt was only temporary, but served its purpose well: reminding her whose body she was riding, a dangerous creature holding immense power over her.  His own gaze burned with need and desperation, pleading silently for satisfaction.  

She looks into his eyes obediently, so full of adoration for the monster.  “I-I-...”  Her breath hitches, she can’t finish her sentence.  She’s too embarrassed to admit her love for him.  Instead, she leans down to kiss him.  Her soft lips meeting his rough, uneven ones.

“Say it.  Tell me how much we mean to each other.”  He demands huskily.  His barbs grow slightly more, haling her movements for a single second.  It’s a sign of his nearing climax that’s mirrored by her frantic movements once she adjusts to the growth.

“I love you, fuck, I love you!”  She moans loudly.  Her cunt begins to quiver and massage his cock.  “Cum in me, cum in me, cum in me.”  She whimpers as his barbs dig in even more as her tight walls convulse around him.  Suddenly she can feel a torrent of his dark, murky cum release deep into her cunt.  His cock swells greatly, making her gasp and cum around him.  Her slick dribbles down his cock and coats him.  Her body slowly relaxes as his barbs retract but he remains swollen.  She lays limp against him, breathing heavily.

He roars hoarsely, pumping several times harder with his thickened cock.  He remains still, breathing heavily with his arms tight around her as he lays on his side, holding her tight to his chest.  It’ll take several minutes for his cock to decrease in size, but it’s unlikely that either of the two will be awake.  “Our bond is sealed.”  He rasps against her ear, nuzzling gently against sensitive skin.

[wolfish-chan]

A list of unhinged song recs that make me think of the extended batfam characters:

• Self-Sabotage by Waterparks - Terry

• Creature by half•alive - Damian and Bruce

• Runs in the Family by Amanda Palmer - Stephanie

• Matilda by Harry Styles - Tim

• Brother by Madds Buckley - Jason and Dick

• House of Gold by Twenty One Pilots - Bruce and Martha

• Preacher by Roe Kapara - Duke

• Sex with a Ghost by Teddy Hyde - Bruce (again)

• I Was a Teenage Anarchist by Against Me! - Duke

• Ruthlessness by Jorge Rivera-Herrans - Talia

• The Strays by Sleeping with Sirens - The Outlaws

• The Moon Will Sing by The Crane Wives - Cass

• Angry Woman by Ashe - Selina

• What Was I Made For? by Billie Eilish - Dick

• Alone Together by Fall Out Boy - Teen Dick

• The Dead Come Talking by Roe Kapara - Bruce

• Find My Way by Khai Dreams and Atwood - Barbara

[ghouljams]

I love when you do the flipped AU's bc the readers get to be even more unhinged and feral

Fae!/Eros!/Succubus!/Some-kind-of-fertility-diety! Love.

I'm talking inconceivable and older than time. I'm talking underestimated and coming off as sweet and innocent but what has waged more wars or spilled more blood than love?

To the vibes of the song "Ambrosia Wine" by Madds Buckley.

Ghost gets lulled into a false sense of security, but there's something that nags at the back of his mind that there's more to her and he can't shake the hold it has on him.

And Love is used to people worshipping only one epithet of her and scorning the other. Those who want to believe she's just a being of love and ignore the atrocities and violence of her being because they are disgusted and fearful of it. And those who want her powers of bloodshed and scorn the idea that love could ever be powerful or anything for than silly and flimsy fancy.

And then there's Ghost who whole heartedly loves every facet of her. And not one at a time. But all at once. Together. Because to him it's inconceivable to separate love and devotion from violence. What is a kiss if not a bite?

Ghost giving "babygirl of the unhinged villain" vibes, some real "don't save me I'm not a damsel this is my skrunkly" energy. He comes across as "you want to fix her? Grow up. The atrocities are part of her, and I've decided they're cute."

They both love so fiercely.

(also if Love is not human then that means she gets to split her mouth and unhinged her jaw like a snake just to place her warm mouth over Ghost, her teeth pinning him in place so he can't run - not that hed ever try - so that he feels them scrape and mark his abdomen as an inconceivably wet and hot tongue that burns the skin it touches with want plays with his balls while his cock halfway down her throat. There's no part of him uncovered, no part of him he doesn't willingly surrender to her, and no part of him that she leaves untouched as she suckles. Her unhinged jaw is practically a seat and her wet cavern feels like it has a thousand tongues the way he can feel warmth caressing his balls, his taint, his cock, occasionally dipping down to prod at his clenching hole but not quite breaching. Not willing to give in until he admits how much he wants it. But always, always, returning to his balls. His orgasms are like spiritual awakenings - and aren't they? In a way? - and his cum near quadruples in her presence. Her aphrodisiac fluids taste like ambrosia. Addicting. Like a Venus fly trap ensnaring it's meal. She consumes him in every meaning of the word. Living off his seed which seems to boost her powers in a constant positive feedback loop.)

I am shamelessly already working on a fic for fae/monster!Love and Ghost because of exactly what you said.

Ghost's love is violent, it's the result of violence and enacted with violence in mind. Not the sort of violence that leads to abuse, the sort that fears it. Ghost can't separate love from violence. He loved his family so he killed for them, beat his father for them. He's a violent man, but he loves to avoid it, to pretend he can separate the two. Ghost has nightmares about hurting women, about hurting his family, he loves so much it scares him because he knows he'd do anything in the name of love. He makes me think specifically about these four lines from "In My Room" by ICP(and also the anguished guilt at the end):

Without you, I'd bring a shotgun to school And I will if you want me to, for any reason I hate that you leave when the lights come on And if I had it my way, the fuckin' sun would be gone

fae/deity/monster!Love as the embodiment of the emotion would immediately be drawn to Ghost, he's every facet of devotion, he's the good, the bad, and the ugly. He's the person who knows exactly what he has to lose and fights like it. Ghost is a lover and a fighter. And similarly I think Love would be a sort of siren song for him, this immaculate creature that seems to understand him implicitly, who doesn't hear answers without understanding them, who would lick the blood from his knife and tell him he'd done a good job. Love that would do anything for him, repay his strange violent devotion with equal measure and adore him still.

Love that seems to feed off of him and into him. Trapped in a cycle of exchange. Ghost never feels better than when he's with her, never feels worse when he's away. Of course she licks him, worships him, reverent to his cock, to the soft skin of his thighs and stomach, to every part of him that speaks to virility and strength. They're a perfect match, two people(who don't consider themselves people) who understand the way love consumes.

Anyway I'm still in love with you, and I hope you keep sending me these amazing thoughts because I'm living for them.

[clouds-by-me]

𝓡𝓮𝓭

Yan!Genshin x winged!reader

Characters; Venti, Scaramouche, Albedo

Gene: Angst, Yandere

Au; winged!Reader, Also implied black reader

Synopsis; Tells have been told...Stories have been sung...and yet most still don't believe that such A creature exist. I mean A winged creature with horns and razor sharp claws doesnt sound believable at all. And yet you exsist. And now that you do, you've gained the attention of someone who really loves you:)

Warnings; passive behavior, obsessive behavior, just Yandere things

Venti

•For him to be the god of freedom, he really loves keeping you locked away

•He wants you for himself, I mean why would you want to be with anyone else?

•He is however very clingy, he craves to give you affection

•He really loves you though

•He would try to give you as much freedom as he can, but the moment you do anything, A punishment is soon to follow.

•Please, please PLEASE. Just do as he says, he's the anemo archon. If you ever tried to fly away he could just easily stop you, and prevent you from going anywhere.

•And don't even think about running away. He knows everything. Hes the wind in human form. you won't make it far

•All you have to do, is what he says. And he may just let you keep your wings. In all honesty, he LOVES your Wings. The way they feel when you wrap them around him, and the way they feel. He loves them.

•He won't ever cut them off, but he will hurt your very sensitive wings to get what he wants, so be careful

"Such beautiful wings, for such a beautiful dove..."

Scaramouche

•You'd be lucky if he didn't cut those wings off as soon as he got his hands on you.

•He'd actually use them against you. Poking and pricing at them, just to mess with you

•At first he'll let you keep them, but after the first escape attempt, he cut off half of your right wing

•He has this sick way of teasing you about even being with him in the first place, as if you had a choice.

•Once your with him, your stick.

•There's not really any chance of escape. He holds too much power, and has so many people under his command. If do somehow manage to get away which you won't you wouldn't be able to trust Anyone

•He wants you by his side all the time, no exceptions. The rules he has set for you are so strict. He doesn't really understand that you have limits, well he does but he wants to see how long it'll be before you brake

•He can be somewhat decent tho.

•No ones ever going to disrespect you. Not with him around

•And he's always around

•He'll make his subordinates basically worship you. He's the only person that can touch you, or even look at you for too long.

"If only you'd just listen. Then your poor wings wouldn't be getting cut off, now would they?"

Albedo

•Hes absolutely intrigued by your wings

•Your soft feather filled wings,

•He has so many questions about them, so much he wants to do with them...

•He swears that he loves you, then makes you run test for him until the only thing you know is test

•If you pass his little experiments then he'll reward you with love and praise. Hugging and cuddling you, telling you how good you did, and how much he loves you

•If you fail however, then he'll make you do more until you pass. But they become easier, he understands that your tired, but he needs you to get through this. He wants, needs you to pass so he can hug and love on you in every way

•He loves your wings, and will never cut them off, however he'll find other ways to make you learn your lesson.

•He has his own way of keeping you for himself. All he has to do is keep you occupied. That's it. He is smart enough to make such a elaborate plan to keep you busy and with him for as longs as he wants

•Which happens to be forever

"You did so great for me today love, so great"

[xwiedzmax]

After a looong time of writing down, analyzing and editing, heres my analysis of the c!Sherbert playlist :] First, I wanna say, the songs that are in italic are unavailable on youtube, therefore hidden in the playlist, but theres an option to show unavaiable videos. marked them to avoid confusion (thats why theres 1 repeat song, some might be also out of order but im unsure) the order i wrote the songs down is: [title] - [artist] - [meaning] (songs from musicals/movies just say [title] from [name]) on some of the songs i was kinda unsure of their meaning, thats why theres question marks. basically means that i think thats their meaning, but im not 100% sure also one last note- this playlist is so well made- like the songs have such great meanings for the different arcs for Icarus, its so satisfying to listen to every song and see how it relates to Icarus :] anyways- time for the analysis Icarus - Bastille - Icarus [Wack/Quixis] Redesign Your Logo - Lemon Demon - wack, changing, Quixis Any Day Now - Bo Burnham - wackkkk & - Tally Hall - wack, changing, Quixis? Comb Attack - Jack Stauber - ..vibes?? Hungover in the City of Dust - Autoheart - Quixis? Mr Backwards - Jack Stauber - Quixis?? Never Meant to Know - Tally Hall - Ic vibes, Quixis Out of The Box - Jack Stauber - Ic vibes [Corruption] Digital Silence - Peter McPoland - Icarus, Quixis?, Fable/Gods, Corruption? (many ways to interpret) Under My Skin - Jukebox the Ghost - Corruption Able (Extended) - Jack Stauber - Corruption Mirror Man - Jack Stauber - Corruption Brass Goggles - Steam Powered Giraffe - Corruption, mainly Bleed Magic - I DONT KNOW HOW BUT THEY FOUND ME - Corruption, Momboo/Manipulation? [Icarus/Quixis] Gold - Imagine Dragons - Ic, Quixis, Wack Gold - Spandau Ballet - Icarus, them being positive, remembering s1?? Creature - Half•Alive - Icarus [Runaway Arc] Path to Isolation - Jeff Williams - Runaway arc, not remembering Bet On It from Highschool Musical 2 - Regret, wanting to remember? Problems - Mother Mother - Not remembering, runaway arc [Broters/Family] Two Birds - Regina Spector - eye duo s1 Family Line - Conan Gray - brothers (prince trio) Call Them Brothers - Regina Spector - brothers Brother - Kodaline - brother Rule #4 Fish in a Birdcage - Fish in a Birdcage - brothers Icarus - The Crane Wives - Icarus, brothers Family Jewels - MARINA - Morningstar Family, Icarus, young eye duo?? When the Day Met the Night - Panic! at The Disco - Isla, Fable and Enderian Icarus - Emma Blackberry - young Icarus?? s1?? I've Got You (Sherbert's Lullaby) - Zenni - young broters

[Sherb & Enderian/Momboo?]

Fine - Lemon Demon - early s1? My Eyes from Dr. Horribles Sing-Along Blog - Sherbert and Momboo, whisper duo If I Killed Someone For You - Alec Benjamin - Sherbert and Enderian (Sherbert and Momboo?) Laplace's Angel - Will Wood - Corruption (Enderian/Momboo?) [Corruption/OB/Whisper Duo]

Ways To Be Wicked from Descendants 2 - Corruption, OB Heathens - Twenty One Pilots - Corruption, OB, whisper duo?? I WANNA BE YOUR SLAVE - Måneskin - Corruption, OB Twisted - NateWantsToBattle - Corruption, Sherbert to Enderian, OB? Ramalama (Bang Bang) - Róisín Murphy - Corruption Secret - The Pierces - Whisper duo Hawk in the Night - Madds Buckley - Whisper duo Sharks - Imagine Dragons - Corruption, OB? Lies - Will Jay - Corruption?? We Both Reached For The Gun - Richard Gere - Corruption? OB? Wolf in Sheep's Clothing - Set It Off - Corruption Play With Fire - Sam Tinnesz - Corruption Can't Stand The Rain - The Rescues - OB, Corruption Bust Your Knee Caps (Johnny Don't Leave Me) - PomplamooseMusic - no explanation behind it 6up 5oh Copout (Pro / Con) - Will Wood and the Tapeworms - Corruption, Prison Murders - Miracle Musical - Corruption? Nothing Left To Loose from Tangled - Corruption, DenialTM [S1 Finale] As The World Caves In - Matt Maltese - s1 finale What If Tomorrow Comes from Black Friday Musical - s1 fianle [S2 Beginning]

New Life - Alex Ernst - s2 beginning People I Don't Like - UPSAHL - s2 beginning Turn The Lights Off - Tally Hall - Sleepover?? s2 beginning? [Runaway Arc]

The Devil You Know - X Ambassadors - Lack of memories??? What Did I Do - The Correspondents - Remembering/runaway arc It's Not The Same Anymore - Rex Orange County - Runaway arc Could Have Been Me - The Struts - Remembering [Anger at Centross]

Brutus - The Buttress - Anger at Centross Absinthe - I DONT KNOW HOW BUT THEY FOUND ME - Anger at Centross The Main Character - Will Wood - Anger at Centross/Thinking theyre in the right You're Not Welcome - Naethan Apollo - Anger at Centross Blood // Water - Grandson - Anger at Centross Lonely - Imagine Dragons - Regret/lonely?? Goner - Nicholas Podany - Angry at Centross??? [Regret]

Rock In God's Shoe - Sushi Soucy - trying to reach out to the gods? blaming them? no idea how to label this one- Moonsickness - Penelope Scott - Regret? Blaming themself? Is There Anybody Here? - The Dear Hunter - Regret, Haley Maybe Man - AJR - Regret? Wanting to be better/change? Chasing You - Capital Cities - Regret, Haley The Garden - The Crane Wives - Haley? New Eyes - Echos - Regret, wanting to change [Post Unlocked]

The Tornado - Owl City - s2 finale/unlocked/could be a few things Birds - Thomas Sanders - birb, silly happy Ic (post Unlocked) Look Who's Inside Again - Bo Burnham - post Unlocked Let Me Make You Proud - Tangled - wanting to impress Fable? thinking theyre in the right? wanting to revive Haley? wanting to revive Centross? d e n i a l? (so many fit this) the fruits - Paris Paloma - Fable, Quixis? Down The River - The Crane Wives - Angry at Quixis? Hero - Regina Spector - dont know [Post Cathedral] Can't Catch Me Now - Olivia Rodrigo - (seeing) Centross Do What You Gotta Do - Descendants - Fable manipulation The Cave - Mumford & Sons - Fable manipulation/Ic in denial Paid In Exposure - NateWantsToBattle - Fable manipultion Natural - Imagine Dragons - Fable manipulation Burning Pile - Mother Mother - After killing Haley Consequences - Lovejoy - Regret abt Centross Icarus - Luvbug - Regret abt Centross/Regret abt Haley The Bad Guy - Thomas Sanders - Regret abt Centross/Regret abt Haley Daniel in the Den? - Bastille - Regret abt Centross? Ruin - The Amazing Devil - Ic blaming themself Icarus & Apollo - Ripto - Prison duo, Centross dying 505 - Arctic Monkeys - After Centross death Show Yourself from Frozen - Seeing Centross, excited thinking Fable can revive people Still Feel - Half-Alive - Excited at Fables ideas? Denial? [Specific Line Tagging]

Machine - Imagine Dragons Suburbia Overture - Will Wood Enemy from Arcane The Search - NF Misery Fell - Tally Hall When You're An Addams from Addams Family Ready As I'll Ever Be from Tangled We Don't Talk About Bruno from Encanto The Cave - Mumford & Sons In My Blood from Journey to Bethlethem thank you for reading all of that, have a nice timezone :]

[running-with-the-feels]

fuck it, I'm doing it, here's to @lunaria1 for enabling me!

Dogbird by Madds Buckley broken down lyric by lyric into Subscorp content

I think the entire song would be from Kuai Liang's perspective, with this being his internal monologue towards Hanzo.

"Sorry that I'm scared of thunder like a dog, I know that you love rain, but I cry when something shakes the walls"

Kuai Liang's entire life has been one emotional connection after another being ripped away from him in very painful ways, so for him, connecting with another person and trusting them is very hard and he can't always tell the difference between someone caring about him and someone wanting to hurt him. So while, for Hanzo, their relationship is joyful and good, Kuai Liang is struggling to understand it (Hanzo sees rain but Kuai Liang sees a storm)

"Tail between my legs, I scratch while you relax, ruffling feathers, watching storm clouds pass"

Ties into the same themes as the verse above but specifically I wanna talk about "Tail between my legs" bc we know that Kuai Liang is a very powerful warrior, but he's also been made to bow to others his entire life and that's not a habit that breaks easily. He's so used to being used that he can't really conceive of someone not wanting to do that. And if its Hanzo using him, someone he trusts and cares about, well....why not? He'll be kinder about it than any of the others and that's how you're supposed to love people anyways, right? (it isn't)

"Hoping I'll make you hate the thunder too, digging in my claws to make you hate me too"

I think both Kuai Liang and Hanzo are self destructive in a lot of ways, but where Hanzo tends to go for anger and destroying himself by destroying others, I think Kuai Liang would push ppl away. Kuai Liang would keep trying to sabotage the relationship thinking it would lead to nothing but pain for them both (except it won't) but Hanzo just won't let him, probably doesn't even realize that Kuai Liang is trying to push him away, and assumes he's just adjusting.

Now we get to the chorus.

"I can't stand you in my bed, you're too gentle. I need you to hurt me back instead"

Kuai Liang has been used and abused his whole life, I do not think he knows the difference between people loving him and people hurting him. He's starting to figure it out now that he's free, but it is a struggle. And all Hanzo wants is to love Kuai Liang and love him softly. At his core, Hanzo is a very gentle man, despite the damage he has done, he is very soft. So he keeps treating Kuai Liang gently and being kind and tender and Kuai Liang doesn't know how to make sense of it bc as far as he knows, love is supposed to hurt and this doesn't. He probs tries to goad Hanzo into hurting him during sparring too, and can only really relax after he's got some bruises to ground him.

"I wish I could take you back to California, where you'd never heard of creatures like me. Little bird won't you fly away, Little bird won't you fly away?"

He thinks Hanzo would be happier with Harumi, if she had lived, and wishes with everything he had that he could make that happen for Hanzo. Its not an entirely unfair assumption on Kuai Liang's part, nor is it malicious or angry, he just thinks that he's not good enough for anyone, much less able to measure up to the great love of Hanzo's life. He also keeps expecting Hanzo to leave him, to walk out the door and never come back and is always surprised when Hanzo doesn't

"And sorry that I roll over to my folks, it's not that I'm ashamed but they keep me on the leash to choke"

Lin Kuei Trauma! They fucked Kuai Liang up so much! I think that even though they are dead and he's disavowed so many of their teachings which he refuses to pass on, Kuai Liang still struggles to let go of them in his own life. So he keeps his relationship with Hanzo a secret and hides it from the rest of the defenders even tho neither of them really wants that, bc every time he thinks of telling someone and admitting that he cares about Hanzo as much as he does, he just gets terrified bc if the old Lin Kuei were still alive, they'd kill him for this (he's seen them do it to others) and that's a hard fear to get past.

"I'm a hunting breed, if they sniff you out, they gnash their teeth"

Kuai Liang thinks he's only good for killing, he genuinely does not believe that he is worth anything else. He's also Lin Kuei, and as much as he hates the old Lin Kuei and what they were, he was trained by them and a member, he can't always remember what it is that sets him apart from them. So I think in some ways he's also afraid that he'll hurt Hanzo just by being what he is, and he doesn't want to risk that.

"I'm a coward scared of living outside, even if it means I crush you at my side"

Now, I don't think any of us would describe Kuai Liang as a coward but he thinks of himself as one when it comes to love. Bc as much as he tries to push Hanzo away, to hide their relationship, to try and avoid pain by keeping them both apart, he can't make himself let go. He feels selfish for wanting to keep Hanzo, but he wants that more than anything, even if having it means destroying himself. He knows that Hanzo doesn't really want to hide their relationship but he does it anyways bc he can't bring himself to let Hanzo go, even if it means making them both miserable (which they aren't, they just have a lot to talk about and work through together)

Chorus repeats and then

"When the bell rings my mouth waters, I'm a habit that won't alter, I'm an instinct, don't you fear me? Hunting songbirds in my sleep"

Again, Kuai Liang still thinks of himself as Lin Kuei in the old way as much as he tries to distance himself from them and become something better (which he is), and he's so used to being put in life threatening situations where he can't trust anyone that he can't see things another way very easily. So, I think he lashes out when Hanzo's gentleness confuses him too much and he reverts back to the behavior he had adopted in the Lin Kuei to survive, even if he doesn't mean too. He always regrets it, but he can't stop it either.

"Sorry that I don't treat you like I should. I only lick my wounds, teeth bared and snap, 'you're all that's good'"

I think this would be Kuai Liang trying to apologize to Hanzo for pushing him away so much, but when Hanzo tries to push a little bit and figure out what is going on so they can resolve it, Kuai Liang lashes out again. He calls Hanzo "All that's good" as almost an accusation, in the sense of "You're too good for me, and you're too good to me and it scares me" and Hanzo doesn't know how to convince him otherwise, that Kuai Liang is safe and Hanzo doesn't want to hurt him or use him, only love him.

"If I chase you away, I'm back to chasing tail, running circles after what was real. And maybe one day, I'll catch it, and I'll cry, wishing that little songbird was still mine."

I think that what Kuai Liang fears more than anything is losing Hanzo, and he's terrified that Hanzo will finally give up and abandon him like Kuai Liang has been pushing him to do all this time, leaving Kuai Liang with nothing but the memories of someone who treated him gently with no ulterior motive. Hanzo never will, of course, he's going to drag Kuai Liang towards self esteem and mental stability if it is the last thing he ever does, kicking and screaming if need be.

[bracketsoffear]

Songs for the 15 Fears (w/ links to the spotify playlists I made):

BURIED

Bottom of the River by Delta Rae

Choke by Poppy

Hey, Little Songbird from Hadestown

The Yawning Grave by Lord Huron

CORRUPTION

Neglected Space by Imogen Heap

Parasite Eve by Bring Me the Horizon

Decay by Pitou

Fear the Fever by Digital Daggers

DARK

You Want It Darker by Leonard Cohen

My House by PVRIS

Dark Matter by Les Friction

Enter Sandman by Metallica

DESOLATION

Home by AlicebanD

Ashes by The Longest Johns

Eyes On Fire by Blue Foundation

Hellfire by the Mechanisms

END

Ex-Mortis by Ice Nine Kills

The Doomed by A Perfect Circle

Old Black Train by The Blasting Company

This Too Shall Pass by Danny Schmidt

EXTINCTION

1,000,000AD by QBomb

First Light by STARSET

Carnival of Rust by Poets of the Fall

This is Not a Place of Honour by Jessica Law

EYE

Watcher in the Sky by Ghost

Evil Eye by Franz Ferdinand

Somebody's Watching Me by Rockwell

She Doesn't Sleep by Anthony Amorim

FLESH

Infamous Butcher by Amigo the Devil

The Red Means I Love You by Madds Buckley

Misery Meat by Sodikken

Kitchen Fork by Jack Conte

HUNT

Devil's Flesh & Bones by Eliza Rickman

Kill of the Night by Gin Wigmore

Werewolf Gimmick by The Mountain Goats

Actaea and Lyssa by The Mechanisms

LONELY

Forsaken by Adam Hurst

Emerald Star by Lord Huron

No Face by Haley Heynderickx

Ship in a Bottle by fin

SLAUGHTER

Drumming Song by Florence + the Machine

War Pigs by Black Sabbath

Rose Red by The Mechanisms

Go Get Your Gun by The Dear Hunter

SPIRAL

The Little Man Who Wasn't There by Glen Miller

I'm Going Slightly Mad by Queen

Mr. Doctor Man by Palaye Royale

Hotel California by The Eagles

STRANGER

Terry's Taxidermy by Teddy Hyde

Human by Anavae

Toys in the Attic by OMNIA

The Greatest Show Unearthed by Creature Feature

VAST

On the Mountain Tall by The Oh Hellos

Vertigo by Alice Merton

The Balancer's Eye by Lord Huron

Diving Bell by STARSET

WEB

Mother Knows Best from Tangled

House of the Rising Sun by Lauren O'Connell

Telekinetic by STARSET

Twisted Threads by The Mechanisms

Finally, here is the playlist for all 15! and yes, the order is the same as the 160 invocation ;)

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[ambriel-angstwitch]

DogBird is Zukka Coded

Sorry that I’m scared of thunder like a dog I know that you love rain

I’ve seen fics where Zuko loves the rainy season because it reminds him of his childhood but I raise you Zuko being afraid of storms due to trauma because what comes with thunder (lightning which two of his family members have tried to kill him) with each roll of thunder his scar burns. On the other hand I think Sokka would find the rain interesting coming from a place where it only snows, now that he doesn’t have to worry about camping in it he’d be able to see more of its beauty.

But I cry when something shakes the walls Tail between my legs I scratch while you relax Ruffling feathers watching storm clouds pass

Zuko has so many problems beneath the surface that come out at night as he can’t help but dream of them. Sokka to Zuko seems perfect, seems like he came out of this fine, relaxed he might even comfort Zuko when they happen. Zuko worries he’s ruffling Sokka’s feathers that he’s damaging him or at least inconveniencing him.

Hoping I’ll make you hate the thunder too Digging in my claws will make you hate me too

Zuko can’t help it though. He lashes out. He tries to make Sokka hate him sometimes because that’s what he deserves

I can’t stand you in my bed You’re too gentle I need you to hurt me back instead

Zuko’s not used to the gentleness that Sokka provides. He grew up in a household where hurt was common and love was less so. He knows he’s hurt Sokka and he doesn’t understand why Sokka won’t hurt him back. He needs Sokka to do it so things make sense.

I wish I could take you back to California Where you’ve never heard of creatures like me Little Bird won’t you fly away Little Bird won’t you fly away

Zuko doesn’t understand why Sokka sticks around with all that he’s done. He thinks it would better if he just stayed in the Water Tribe where he didn’t have to deal with any of the Fire Nation’s problems

And sorry that I roll over to my folks It’s not that I’m ashamed But they keep me on the leash to choke

Zuko feels bad that he keeps their relationship secret. He loves Sokka so much and he isn’t really ashamed of it. But years of his family and nation telling him that all this is wrong isn’t going to go away instantly. His advisors likely also urge him against making his relationship public as it would make his rulership even more unsteady.

I’m a hunting breed And bird is all they eat If they sniff you out, they gnash their teeth

The Fire Nation is a warring country. Zuko was taught for years to see Sokka as lesser, as something to be consumed to better the nation. He knows this aspect of his nation. Many of the Fire Nation nobles probably don’t respect Sokka.

I’m a coward scared of living outside Even if it means I crush you at my side

Being sent outside is a punishment used on misbehaving dogs which is the analogy used for the first lover (Zuko). Zuko’s afraid what the Fire Nation would do to him and Sokka if they found out about their relationship so he pushes Sokka away at social functions

When the bell rings My mouth waters I’m a habit That won’t alter

This lyric is so Genius it’s in reference to the Pavlov’s dog experiment. Zuko has behaviors that his dad instilled in him that are still there because they don’t just go away.

I’m an instinct Don’t you fear me? Hunting songbirds in my sleep

Zuko doesn’t understand how Sokka doesn’t fear him all the time despite what he’s done. This would be made worse if Sokka had nightmares about when Zuko hunted them (hunting songbirds in his sleep) Sokka doesn’t consciously fear Zuko but his subconscious still remembers being a kid who constantly feared sudden attacks.

Sorry that I don’t treat you like I should I only lick my wounds

Zuko feels bad because he can’t be everything that Sokka needs. He never really learned how to be soft and how to comfort Sokka. Sokka’s always there for Zuko after a nightmare but Zuko doesn’t know how to reciprocate especially considering he’s part of the cause. He only ever learned how to treat his own injuries which also makes it hard for him to accept when Sokka tries to help him.

Teeth bared, and snap “You’re all that’s good”

Zuko is convinced that Sokka is the only thing good in this entire relationship, the light of his life, he doesn’t bring anything good to the relationship, he’s nothing good

If I chase you away I’m back to chasing tail Running circles after what was real

If Zuko with all his jagged pieces convinces Sokka to leave him he’ll be back to chasing hopeless dreams of honor, and of earning love from everyone in his nation

And maybe one day I’ll catch it, and I’ll cry Wishing that little songbird was still mine

And maybe someday he will gain the love of all his nation, all the assassination attempts and the uprisings are over, but he’ll still have lost one of the only people who loved him unconditionally despite all his wrongdoings and harsh features

This song was too perfect for Zuko with its narrative of lashing out because of the homophobic household that Dog grew up in.

[maddcactus-art]

Commission for @grewminet Once again, don't wake up a sleeping dragon. Though, this one, maybe will be in a good mood, since he had a good meal before falling asleep, under a cooling shadow of a tree in a lazy summer afternoon. Garn and Priska went to a picnic, to a murmuring stream rolling nearby. T'was a time spent good.

[florietiae]

thinking abt my fandomless mermaid oc again. ( well, not quite. i made her a water spirit instead. bullet point info undercut. keep in mind that i'm still working things out so i may tweak some of this later. )

her name is madeline ty.

dark hair, dark-eyed. small freckles along the bridge of her nose.

she was human once. married young & was eventually drowned by her shitty, abusive husband.

( feel like now would be a good time to mention that madds is semi-based on slavic folklore & a creature called r.usalka. )

the g.ods quite literally went 'yeah, no. we're not having this' and would not let her die, so she was resurrected as a fertility / water nymph.

like most nymphs, maddie can still die, but her lifespan is increased well beyond natural concision. her beauty is largely unaffected by time.

yes, she does k.ill her ex. rips his throat out. no, she does not feel bad about it.

really loves kids.

can appear as human & walk on land, but needs to get back into the water at least one day a week.

very pansexual.

not necessarily malevolent or evil & will happily help you if you are hurt/lost etc, but she will also attempt to drag you under / wrap you in her hair and drown you if you threaten her. her teeth can change change shape, and are inhuman & sharp. almost shark-like when moving in for the kill.

has the gift of song, similar to mermaids. however, majority of the time, this is used to soothe, not kill/manipulate/enchant. ( not that she can't use it for that, but you know lmao. she just chooses not to. )

can heal as well, but may not be able to save you if the injury is grave enough.

working on human verse, but i'm thinking marine animal veterinarian ??

in verses where she is a nymph trying to live as a mortal, she's staying in a small, cozy apartment with a lake hidden near the back of the complex. this is where you'll find her during that 'one day a week' thing i mentioned.

how she might react upon your muse finding her will prob vary unless we discuss it.

does not have a tail like mermaids do, but does have silver scales that appear along her legs, and fin-like ears when in water.

thinking about Lore, and the idea of there being an herb / edible flower that she's able to eat to make herself permanently human, or, vice versa, make the other muse like her.

idk if i'll bother with icons in the end, but the vibe is something similar to m.aris r.acal.

when human, she is between the ages of 26 and 29. but i can write her to be older or younger depending on the plot.

that's all i can think of for now. i'll add / post more if it comes up!

i'm sure i can figure out write her into different fandoms so please feel free to interact!

[giraffefeather]

Thoughts on maladaptive daydreaming. Read more for easy skip. 😊

I watched a video on reality shifting (where you experience a time in a reality of your choice - be it one you are an actress or on you go to Hogwarts) by Strange Aeons. Kudos to her for being respectful while also having an opinion! But one big point brought up was where does reality shifting start and maladaptive daydreaming begin?

And I realized that I check quite a few boxes in maladaptive daydreaming (MADD from now on because jesus christ that's too much to keep typing). As a child/teen, I absolutely had my own little reality I would escape to.

In it, I was part of a spy crew that could turn into one animal each, the animal picked based on your personality, and we all had nicknames after that animal. I was Wolf (hi, yes, I was absolutely a wolf girl and this was just an extra level). My crew included Lab (Cody), Fox (Cassie), Eagle (Derek), Bug (Logan), and Panther (Toby). Bug and Eagle were the tech guys, based in a secret safe house directing us to our next mission. Fox, Lab, and I were the boots on the ground people. Sometimes we battled various bad guys. Sometimes (on car rides), we directed a system that chopped down telephone poles and helped spread tree seeds. Instead of a creature running beside the car, I had a friendly robot system that I talked to, and a mission to save the planet. In class, I would type secret messages to my team, and give and receive directives. Every moment I did not have enough real-world stimuli, I was half in that world.

Now, I have to wonder if all that qualifies as MADD, or just regular imagination. Or the secret third option - undiagnosed ADHD child lacking the stimulus she needed.

The quick paraphrased definition of MADD I found is that it's a behavior of excessive daydreaming, usually a coping mechanism, that may disrupt work, hobbies, and/or relationships. Working with that definition, there's a few more boxes to check.

Was it excessive? Yes. Absolutely. While I never had the obsessive bug with this one, it was a constant in my mind. It was always there if I had a moment of boredom, ready to come to the front of my mind.

Was it a coping mechanism? ...sort of? It didn't help me with any real world problems. I was fortunate enough to be a fairly happy child. I had a manageable amount of anxiety. I had close friends just as weird as me, and more close friends that appeared perfectly neurotypical (my brain wants me to rant on this neurodivergent vs neurotypical next, let's skip it for now). My family was loving, if a bit strict, and home was a safe place. I was overall accepted by my peers (despite the teenage urge to divide the alts and the preps, I was accepted by both). I have no trauma, to the point that i can't even try to fake it. But my biggest problem was boredom. In a time before portable video players and smart phones, I was constantly trying to avoid boredom by multitasking. Homework was filled with doodles. Drawings either had a TV in front of them or in an depth story behind them. When I had a DS, it was constantly within reach, and my Animal Crossing world thrived while I had full conversations with family. Car rides and school, with only one focus (that often felt like none), were unbearable unless I slipped inside my fantasy world. That was the only thing I needed to cope with: boredom.

Did it disrupt work, hobbies, or relationships? No. Not at all. My "work" was school at the time, and I was a straight A student despite being half in my false world half the time. My hobbies were drawing, writing, and cross country. The first two i could focus on if the motivation was right. Cross country is, arguably, a very boring sport; running for a fantasy purpose just enhanced the experience. (Hell, my friends and I used to sing a capella during practices to pass the time). My family and friends knew nothing of where my mind wandered. It wasn't a secret or anything, the conversation of what fantasy is playing in your head just never came up, so I never thought to share. I guess if I would have actually thought about it, I would have assumed everyone had their own world they went to when bored.

So... was it MADD? I... don't know. Maybe? If so, by a technicality? I didn't use it to escape a horrible life. Maybe I would have, if I needed to. But it was just something to do. I wasn't delusional, always knew it wasn't real. But it was fun, like a game of pretend with myself.

But I think, to some extent, I still do it. I will always love my fantasy shapeshifter crew. And sometimes, I still catch myself chopping down poles and collecting tree seeds on long car rides. But for the most part, I left that world behind. Now, I only daydream at night.

Perhaps that's due to access to constant stimulus. I work from home, and always have music, podcasts, or youtube on in the background. There's no room, no need for daydreaming. I have headphones in when I walk, the radio on when I drive. I watch tv and browse tumblr at the same time. I have so much I can do at any moment of the day.

But night? I need to occupy myself while I fall asleep. And I pick a scenario to daydream about. I put myself into a fantasy world, usually a fandom but not always, and play out a scene until I fall asleep. Often, I'm in the same world for weeks at a time. Currently, I'm in a crossover with Captain Jack Harkness in the Dragon Age Inquitision storyline, and you bet your ass I'm working on my Blackwall romance! (Tmi, but we're still early on in the campaign, and Jack hasn't found anyone to successfully flirt with, which is driving him insane! But soon we'll meet Dorian and Iron Bull, and I think things will start to look up for Captain Jack). I literally cannot fall asleep without my little stories now.

Is that maladaptive? Have I trained myself to only sleep if I'm in that world? Eh, who cares. It works and it's not hard to do.

So I guess the biggest question left to answer is that of MADD vs... whatever neurodivergency I may or may not have (again, lucky enough to have made it through childhood happy and successful, so never sought diagnosis of anything). If anyone dared to read the ramblings above, please weigh in with your own experiences!

[gearbox-doll]

Kuroshitsuji music taste headcanons!

Sebastian:

He strikes me as a carpetgarden listener and idk why

Lemon Demon

Creature Feature

D4vd

Will Wood

MCR

Walker and Wylde

Miracle Musical

Tally Hall

The Front Bottoms

V is for Villains

AURORA

Mitski

MARINA

Bo Burnham

Imagine Dragons

Anson Seabra

Ghost and Pals

Various vocaloid stuff

Ashley Serena

Daisy the Great

Rebzyyx

Bill Wurtz

Madds Buckley

No Love In The House Of Gold

Mother Mother

Fall Out Boy

Twenty One Pilots

Panic! At The Disco

Digital Daggers

Cosmo Sheldrake

AViVA

Jazmin Bean

Ciel:

Absolutely definitely listens to Alex G

Ghibli soundtracks

Phoebe Bridgers

Boy With Uke

Jack Stauber

Rare Americans

Egg

Olivia Rodrigo

Penelope Scott

Alec Benjamin

Eurielle

Three Days Grace

Skillet

Beth Crowley

Madds Buckley

The Oh Hellos

Dylan

The Books

tea

Roar

Sleeping At Last

Lincoln

Teen Suicide

Sub Urban

Au/Ra

Ricky Montgomery

Lots of piano music

The Rare Occasions

Owl City

Death Cab For Cutie

Surf Curse

Cody Fry

Caleb Hyles

The Score

Linkin Park

Fish in a Birdcage

Sufjan Stevens

Grandson

Flora Cash

Peter Gundry

Grell:

Melanie Martinez

Rusty Cage

Olivia Rodrigo

Mad Tsai

Dodie

Mitski

Mother Mother

Girl in Red

Crane Wives

Liana Flores

Against Me!

Sohodolls

Thousand Foot Crutch

Ashe

Conan Gray

The Crane Wives

CHINCHILLA

Alois:

Also an Alec Benjamin fan

Anna Blue

Dresden Dolls

P!nk

Halsey

Melanie Martinez

STARSET

Cavetown

Cults

Ricky Montgomery

Beth Crowley

beabadoobee

Kero Kero Bonito

Linkin Park

Sleeping at Last

The Crane Wives

Ruth B

Elizabeth:

Poppy

Adriana Figueroa

Girl in Red

Lindsey Stirling

Tele Novella

MARINA

Ricky Montgomery

Studio Killers

[wjtysghjfg]

Geordi and Cutie as Madds Buckley song lyrics. (Brainrot)

"I'm sorry that I roll over to my folk, it's not that I'm ashamed but they keep me on leash to choke. I'm a hunting breed and bird is all they eat, if they snif u out they'll nash their teeth. I'm a coward scared of living outside. Even if it means I'll crush u at my side.

Cutie^

(Dogbird)^

"When the bell rings, mouth waters. I'm a habit, that won't alter. I'm an instinct, don't u fear me? Hunting song birds in my sleep."

Cutie^

(Dogbird)^

"I can't stand you in my bed, you're too gentle. I need you to hurt me back instead. I wish I could take you back to California where you've never heard of creatures like me. Little bird won't u fly away? Little bird won't u fly away?"

Cutie^

(Dogbird by Madds Buckley)^

"My love is sick, it's messy and wrong, but I pray for a bit of contagion. Hands without fingers, like spoons at the source, coat evenly. Oh, won't you touch me?"

Cutie^

(My Love Is Sick)^

"You're an infection, I am keeping. No matter the sepsis, you are staying. I'd rather the wound then have u removed, enough rotting for two. Killing me, keeping me high."

Geordi^

(My Love Is Sick)

"And nobody warned me it'd hurt so bad, lovin' again when I thought u had me. Moving on and staring a new. Love after you feel like a kick inside laughing and crying all night. Guess u get what u ask for, oh. Love After You, is a weight that I can't get away from, a melody I can hum to. Asking something I can't choose, did I ever really love u?"

Geordi^

(Love After You)^

"I was so sure that'd feel like before, a liveable, laugh it off ache. (Something I can live with) But I'm tossing and turning, I'm hurting and yearning. What did I do to deserve this?"

Cutie^

(Love After You)^

"Your love what something I could live without before, if love was even what he had. I didn't know what I was asking for, if this is love please take it back."

Geordi^

(Love After You)^

"Love After You, a wound I don't wanna waste, hoping I don't have the same mistakes, but I already have."

Geordi^

(Love After You)^

(My love is sick is playing in BG of this line)^

"Did I ever really love you?"

Both of them^

(Love After You)^