#oh really? do you feel some more sympathy to a certain someone now?

[oceansquill]

Me watching Q's stream:

[moonreader1010]

Pac- how can you be the b*tch that never loses<3

(the pictures do not belong to me. All rights go to the original owner)

Pile 1. Pile 2.

Pile 3 ^

Pile 1:

Go tell your friends about it (about it)

Go tell 'em what you know, what you seen

How I roll, how I get it on the low (oh)

You have a really bright aura. You should really use it. it will take you to great heights. You have this ability to shed enlightenment over literally anyone. That's your superpower. Your connections are very important. You should work on your tolerance. Try to not get so involved in matters that don't concern you. Be helpful but to an extent. I see you giving A LOT to other people. But please look after yourself first. You are sensitive to certain things. Use this ability. Don't let it use you. Okay?. You need to learn how to balance your pride and when to compromise. I see you leaning toward one side more but bby different situations need to be dealt with differently. Yes balance. Another card is also pointing towards balance. Learn balancing things and you will be unstoppable.

There has been some loss. There is some anger too. And bby it is only contributing towards emotional instability. Don't let it control you. You are made for greater things. You might have felt left out a lot in your life but that's because people don't know what to do with you and your amazing self. You are different. And that's such a good thing no? Why don't you let yourself accept it. You won't fit in and that's because you simply are just better than them. Use it!!!!!!

Your brain is AMAZING. Your Ideas are amazing. You can play with emotions!!!!!! Girlllll!!! You really need to go out there and get it. Period.

Additional- Libra, high achiever, materialistic, 3, 1, affinity, triumph.

Song for you - tell your friends by the Weeknd

Pile 2: a bit 18+

You gotta be a star to jump over the moon so when you touch on me

You're a shooting star (a star), oh yeah (a star)

You know you got somethin' for the world to see and there I go

Still wondering who you are (a star, a star, yeah)

Your friendships are very important. Your communication has so much potential to make you a winner. Why don't you use it? You might love solitude and your own company but bby you gotta get out to play. And to win. Sympathy seems to be something that you know how to use. You have it in you. Again, friendship and community has been highlighted. There is a gift that you have inherited from your ancestors. You also seem to have a power in creating suspense and mystery and it's really attractive. You should use it more. Oohhh I see that you are quite feisty. You are not someone who just simply agrees to anything. You oppose it. You make things interesting. Yum. Are you possessive? Because people really admire it in you. In a sexy way. There is this arrogance that even though is conventionally bad but your arrogance is different. It makes things interesting almost. You give people ecstasy. This euphoric feeling. Very feminine energy from this pile.

Additional - cat, business, money.

Song for you - star by Megan thee stallion (feat. Lucky Daye)

Pile 3-

You came along when I needed a savior

Someone to pull me through somehow

I've been torn apart so many times

I've been hurt so many times before

So I'm counting on you now

Somebody already broke my heart

Straight up I'll tell you that i got very slippery energy. Very teasing. I also had this sudden moment where I got really angry. I feel like this pile is very "good girl gone bad" types. Past wounds. You have been hurt. A LOT. There was an earlier version of you that has been killed. You are an entirely new person. I'm getting very "don't touch or I'll break your hand" energy. Ummm. Baddie. Haha. Anyway, there has been a lot of stress, overworking or like some overwhelming experience. Too much to handle. Or maybe that's what people made you feel, that you are too much to handle or very high maintenance. But what do they know. They didn't deserve you (i suddenly felt like I had to tell you this). So true. They definitely don't deserve you. Maternal trauma. I'm so sorry bby. Heavy theme of transformation. Keep your good fait up bby. Do something for your soul and watch how you win. You have been oppressed a lot and it's time to break free. Don't hide. Despite all this, there is an innocence to you and it drives people crazy. Girlllllll. I got goosebumps. Please invest in yourself. Omg are you seriously okay bby? I'm so sorry. But it's over now. Get up and make sure nobody ever thinks about hurting you ever again. Don't suppress your memories bby. Feel them and let them transform you. Girl you are going to win.

Additional - heart, tears, fox, red, 8th house, scorpio.

Song for you - somebody already broke my heart by sade (this song is like a dedication from you to yourself)

[absolutelynotsanebaby]

So I sat down the other day and went through the crane wives albums and some other songs to assign to Ninjago characters and I've finally sat down and decided to write the post out. The content are going to be under cut because this post will certainly be too long. I'm going to go album by album here starting with Coyote Stories and ending Here I Am: From The Listening Room.

(any and all "(X)" are simply links to the songs <3)

okay, here we go!

Coyote Stories

Keep You Safe: in some ways, I like to interpret part of this song as relating to Nya's perfectionism, especially within Possession. The bridge especially and lines "What if the steps I take turn out to be mistakes? How can someone like me learn to say "come what may"?" (X)

Allies or Enemies: this is Jay and Cole to me from Rebooted to ToE. Specifically, from Cole's perspective. The song has a lot of regret and bitterness in it that I just think fits so well. The first verse and second verse ("you owe me ears from dropping eaves"), and the bridge are all so clear to me. The bridge, "what happens now? do we have another go (oh) do we bow out and take our separate roads, I'll admit I've had my doubts (oh) but I want to be let in not out (oh) I want to be let in now out", reads to me like Cole's sudden giving in and desperation in their match in ToE. (X)

Hard Sell: this one's a little loser but it reminds me of Lloyd struggles to keep himself strong and straight with everything that gets thrown at him, all the stress. To be The Green Ninja (X).

Little Soldiers: Young Garmadon and Wu, I think. It's their doomed brotherhood, the way they loved each other clearly as impulsive youth ("on the broken backs of all the words we spared, like little soldiers in the trenches, it was a march we made through ruin and despair but we held hands all the while") but ultimately Wu couldn't keep his brother. The bridge reminds me of the war. (X)

Metaphor: Harumi, obviously. There's really no debate, it's her fake mask as the Jade Princess, it's her relationship to Lloyd even. "I've gotten good at leaning on metaphors, I've gotten good at leaning on someone else's page, I cut my teeth on second hand sentiments, you can't trust a single thing I say" -> princess era. It's a sweetly bitter song, chalk full of implications of trauma. The line "but I always dig up bones in your sympathy, I can't trust a single thing you say" is relevant to her relationship with Lloyd, I feel. (X)

Of Everlong: This is a lovely and very soulful song, short and sweet. It's reminiscent of Pixane, to me, specifically from Pixal's perspective. There's a certain connectiveness in being in someone's head. "and if my lover will not hear it take my voice and take my spirit leave weakened and dig my hole only my lover not I can keep my soul" vs "I do not know if there is anything after this life for beings such as you or I, but if there is, I will find you there. Goodbye my Zane." (X)

New Discovery: Fairly simple and not to deep, but this is a Misako song. Adventurer and explorer, and all (X).

The Moon Will Sing: I want to preface two things, A) this interpretation is very much looser and a little less connected t the full original meaning of the song and a little more based in reworking it to fit the characters and B) Wu haters will be stabbed by my mighty and large sword. This is Morro and Wu, on a level. "I shine only with the light you gave me", the light here i the green ninja prophecy,something Morro latched onto to prove his wroth, who is, who is to Wu. The entire song as an air of bitter grief I think fit's Morro and Wu's story. Morro could've grown up and been something more than a half baked angry ghost chasing a dream from 40 years ago, but he wasn't, "I could've been anyone, anyone." (X) (X) (<- an extra link to the demo of the song!! I find it rather lovely)

(Extra note on The Moon Will Sing, I could also see this being a song about Zane/The Ice Emperor and Vex.)

Rockslide: this is about to be very unsurprising, I associate this with Cole! There's obviously the title but generally I think the energy of the song is very Cole-like, in the fun sense. There's also the lines about feeling the "quakin honey I feel it deep" which is rather self explanatory. (X)

The Hand That Feeds: I'm shaky on this one simply because I don't remember or know her character very well, but Akita. Has a lot of mention of wolves and is a very angry song against systemic oppression (though, in the song it's anti-capitalism lol). (X)

Sleeping Giants: another Cole song, mostly based on the presence of mountains, and the 'calling' aspect of the song. I also tend to associate songs with strong drums like in this with Cole (like Drumming Song by Florence and the machine) (X).

Never Love An Anchor: I've seen this song go around actually, mostly with Misako. Which, I agree with! However, I consider it a dual song with her and Garmadon. Specifically, their season one selves. It's Misako leaving Lloyd at that boarding school, it's Garmadon being so absent even though he so clearly loves his son (and despite his evilness, he doesn't seem to wish Lloyd to follow in his footsteps). The first verse really resonates with me as being Misako, clumsy hands and trying her best, and all. The last verse however, is Garmadon ("I am selfish I am broken I am cruel") and so is the line "With this heart of mine that's guilty not remorseful." If you haven't heard this song, I truly, truly recommend it, it's gut wrenching imo. (X)

Okay! We've reached the end of Coyote Stories. That's 11/12 songs out of the albums, the best ratio we have on this listing I believe. Moving onto Foxlore now!

Foxlore:

Nothing At All: when I was looking at this song, trying to decide who to apply it to, I ended up getting kind of emotional. It's Zane, post Ice Emperor specifically. In his self-dehumanization. I'm just going to list out the lyrics that made me incredibly sad lol. "Happy is the man who wants for nothing happy is the lair happiness itself is desire", "heart broken men long to feel nothing to free themselves from strife handle pain, pain doesn't define a man it sure lends an hand getting measured in the sweeter parts of life". (X)

Down The River: Lloyd, post Garmadon revival and Crystallized. All his bitter feeling towards his father, and the angry abandonment issues. The first verse ("I've been wishig that you'd prove me wrong, that you'd come clean and rue the damage done, restore my faith in you, but you've got no reaosn to") and fifth ("Now, tell me, when you start again where will you house your skeletons? Or will they stay behind? Your settlement in kind?") especially. (X)

Can't Go Back: Zane, post Ice Emperor, again. It's that guilt man, I don't really have more to explain but know it makes me Sad. (X)

Turn Out The Lights: Jay, this is mostly about an anxiety head-canon lol, considering the song is about a racing mind. (X)

Ribs: this song is so Nya it hurts. It pretty strongly connects to her arc over the seasons about self independence, identity, and misogyny. It's her finding her place as who she is, and taking back things as her own ("It is mine, it is mine). Verse three I like to connect to her element being of Wojira's and how that is so symbolic of her place in the team (and why she reflect Morro so well in a lot of ways but I won't get into that), "time has changed the metaphor, now, dust is not the orgin of bone, little girl don't let them sell you any armor all your ribs are still your own". There's also the main chorus, which, god I got sad when I looked at it from the angle of Seabound. "The dark doesn't frighten me I chose to close my eyes, it is mine, it is mine, the night doesn't frighten me I chose to let it thrive, it is mine, it is mine." (X)

Not The Ghost: perhaps a little literal but, Cole in his Day Of The Departed era. Though, it connects to his feelings at the time more than his literal ghost-hood. It pretty strongly captures the depression, low self esteem, and growing urgency (around the Latter half of the song). You could also read some of the lyrics as paralleling the events of DOTD itself. (X)

And that's it for Foxlore, that is...6/10 I think, so not the worst either. Fun fact, this next section is my favorite album as a whole :)!

The Fool In Her Wedding Gown:

Icarus: now who else would this be about if not the doomed siblings of the series? Of course it's Wu and Garmadon. I think of this pretty strongly as paralleling their 'adventures' as young children, and then the war. "Oh my brother, oh my brother, oh my brother, who have you become in the wake of all that's happened here", yeah. The entire energy of the song has that weird sad, yet hopeful regret Wu seems to carry around with him in regards to Garmadon, it's a very loving song. (X)

Fangs: Nya, the entire song carries the desperate anger she has, the longing for independence and strength. It's bitter too, in a way that reminds me of her from Rebooted to Skybound. "I am not your highness, a damsel left helpless by fright, I am a lioness, fierce as I walk through the night", "a man will never know his bride"...and well, she was a bride once, wasn't she? (X)

That's it for TFIHWG actually, I know, sad sad ratio but I am also not suprised because a lot of the songs on this album are rather specific.

Safe Ship, Harbored:

New Colors: this one is really simple, Lloyd, and only because it reminds me about how consistently stressed he is lol. (X)

The Crooked, The Cradle: This is a Morro song, to me. The idea of were you doomed from the start (the cradle), or was this purely because of the choices you made? The line "can anyone hear me? The crooked are smiling, they know me the best" strongly reminds me of him and the Preeminent. (X)

(Additionally, this came to me as i was writing this section but I could also see this song being Garmadon coded.)

Caleb Trask: Oni Lloyd! The entire song is about the concept of having 'bad in your blood' and how you simply have to embrace it. That you cannot let it chain you, that love will bring you back. Reminds me of him. (X)

I Ain't Done: if you look at this from a purely conceptual level and energy wise, this song is very Morro. It's got his vengeful, jealous and vicious return from the dead to wreck havoc vibes lol, the lyrics in a literaly sense, however, do not fit. (X)

We're nearing the end now! kind of! 4/12 ratio.

Here I Am: Live From The Listening Room:

High Horse: Jaya, actually. From Rebooted to Skybound, from Nya's pov. Mostly, I connect it to that weird, unhealthy desperation Jay had for Nya and Nya's desire to be free of it, her own self. "You're a sweet heart, you're a curse, you're a passing grade on a low, low bar, you've got your eyes open, I know your worth, but I've got so many things in my hungry, hungry heart", sums it up pretty well. (X)

Here I Am: This one's Cole, but it's a bit of a mixture on why. First up, it's again DOTD era Cole with all his being forgotten angst and anxiety. Secondly, and maybe more painfully, it really reminds me of his and Lou's relationship early on. Neglected child core, and all that ("I promised myself I'd learn to be the one who leaves, with no more roots to tie me down, it's just a different kind of lonely"). The last verse is strongly reminiscent of his pure stubbornness, too. (X)

Queen Of Nothing: Solidly Harumi, a lot on vibes and mood. It's got a dark, sort of unsatisfied sound to it. The chorus screams her , "Isn't this what you wanted? Time sure feels like it's running out, just finish what you started, queen of nothing wearing such a heavy crown." (X)

Sowing Seeds: this one's a bit more general, it reminds me of Possession, the season. It's also a very moody song, having a tired, haunted sort of energy. It also fits nicely into the theme of consequences in Possession. The first verse ("still as a lake long after the wind is gone, in the face of a thief mashing ground to mud, still as a street long after the work is done, as he gnashes his teeth, as he cuts it up, cuts it up") heavily reminds me of Morro. (X)

Hollow Moon: fairly simple, Hollow Moon reminds me of Cole's fear on DOTD. It's got that spooky and paranoid sort of energy. (X)

The Wolf: this both a Harumi and Morro, bearing that bitter, self destructive energy. (X)

Now, that concludes all the albums thus far, and I know I sad we'd leave off on HIA:LFTLR, however, I am a lair. There's a couple songs that aren't on albums that's be a shame not to mention.

Margaret: this is Misako, in her loss of her husband, and her trails to find a way to fix things. "She's breaking her knuckles on truths that keep her awake, and she's tired but her jaw is set, she won't lose any more of the heart she still has left, so she says a prayer pulls the covers near and waits, Margaret won't sleep tonight." Lovely song. (X)

Scars: this is a newly released song! I believe it connects back to Never Love An Anchor, and as such, it fits Lloyd very well. Specifically in relation to Garmadon, post revival. It so so fits all that anger in him at his dad ("cause I was born with a whole in my heart, yeah, we were fucked from the start, tell me it's inevitable I'd end up with scars from falling down, down, we were always meant to fall apart"). (X) (X) (<- the second is a live audio recording that is personally my favorite!)

Okay, no we're done! Anyways, if you read all the way down here I hope any of this made sense. This is a little bit of a love letter to The Crane Wives and Ninjago, I spent hours doing this lol. If you haven't heard any or some of these songs, please do listen to them!! Every song mentioned should have an accompanying link. Anyways, time to end this stupidly long post, please share if you have any thoughts or connect songs differently!!!!!!!!

[e-claire]

Misophonia sucks so fucking hard and no one anywhere ever wants to talk about it. Literally the only people I've ever had listen to me about my Misophonia are other people with Misophonia. So fuck it, Misophonia Awareness Post or something, I want to vent.

Allow me to describe what it is first for all the lucky people who aren't fucked over. Misophonia is likely an Audio-Processing Disorder (Potentially some form of Synesthesia) in which certain sounds trigger a fight or flight reaction. Trigger sounds can vary and sometimes after long term exposure it can create a reaction to the visuals associated with those sounds. It is possibly genetic, there is no known cause, there is no known treatment, there is only suffering and ways of generally kind of reducing that suffering. When I hear people chewing I am filled with a rage that can only be described as "Bordering on a primal desire to Kill." and there's nothing I can do about that. A family member or friend takes a bite of something crunchy and I have to sit there and exist with thoughts of pounding their fucking skull into paste with my bare god damn hands and then afterwards I have to go back to "being normal". I have to just pretend that didn't happen, I can't do anything with those emotions, I can't put them anywhere, I can't talk about them with anyone or gain any understanding or sympathy from others for having them.

When I see someone chewing food anymore it's borderline impossible for me to remain in the room with them for any more than a few seconds because the mere sight of them chewing makes me physically ill and inspires in me a sense of deep disgust and panic that I could never ever hope to describe.

I tell people about what it's like and I get one of four reactions :

"Oh I think I have that too" With a weird amount of curious excitement at the concept of having a fun new quirky thing to mention in conversations. This means that they don't have it, and they'll then proceed to list off a couple different things that literally no human being likes to hear and how much that thing "annoys them". This makes me want to kill myself.

"Wow, Yikes." Through a grimace. This means I was too open about how it makes me feel and they now think i'm a either a freak, liability, time bomb, or over-dramatic, and will do everything they can to avoid the subject in the future so that I can't make them uncomfortable. This makes me want to kill them AND myself.

Immediately eats something really loudly to set me off as a "joke". This means that they're an obnoxious piece of shit that I have to try my absolute hardest not to beat to death with my bare hands. This makes me want to kill them, if that wasn't already obvious.

"Oh. So that's what this is called." This means they have it, and we can both engage in a brief period of mutual trauma sharing that helps us know we're not alone, and that our curse is unfortunately shared with others. This makes us both somewhat melancholy, and kinda ruins the vibes until something fun happens.

And then we get into the "How do you make the pain stop", and good news! You can't. There is no way to make it stop. But you can make it hurt less with ✨Spending Unbearable Amounts of Cash✨

You can buy a billion different types of earplugs that will all do great at muting the world but always leave you incredibly unaware of the world around you and leave you fucked in-terms of listening to media.

You can buy normal headphones that will kind of work but never mute the world around you anywhere near enough and vaguely frustrate you constantly, but hey at least you're a bit more accessible! Try combining these with a combination of rain and static noise playing at all times in the background for an extra layer of silence :)

You can buy ANC headphones that cost infinitely too much money and are almost always built to break so that they can farm cash from you in repairs, but the ANC is so useful despite not working perfectly that you can't really exist without it so you're gonna spend 200+ dollars every couple years because you don't have a choice, and spend every single day 24/7 wearing hot heavy over-ear headphones! Use the Rain and Static Noise combo with this as well for the best ANC effect.

And inevitably, all of these options will give you hearing problems, potentially make you aware of new trigger sounds, and always leave you a step behind everyone else when a conversation happens. Pro-Tip : For when the sounds are really intrusive and you're on the verge of a breakdown, Combine ANC with Ear Plugs and the R&SN background audio to basically kill noise in it's entirety for a little while :)

AND NOW WE GET TO THE PART WHERE I SAY WHAT THE FUCK CAN YOU NORMIES DO TO MAKE OUR SUFFERING LESS FUCKING CONSTANT.

Listen to us. Don't ostracize us for experiencing emotions we can't control and don't mean or want to act on. If you can, try your best to do the trigger noises quietly, and try your best not to do the trigger visuals in-front of us. We know it's not something you can control entirely, but if you can make the effort to make our lives suck less, we'll really fucking appreciate it.

And if you try to get back at us during a fight by eating something really crunchy to abuse our disorder for your benefit, I swear to god I will hunt you down personally and subject you to the most violent and painful torture I can manage before killing you and hiding your body somewhere no one will ever find it so that your loved ones never have the closure of knowing if you died or if you're still somewhere out there. Thanks for reading even though I know you didn't because the length of this post is frankly unhinged and i'll probably only get like 2 likes at best.

[samglyph]

hi hello your arkayne blackboxwarrior artwork is astounding, love love love it. may I ask your thoughts on laplace's angel and arkayne? (particularly the in case I die version)

So in 2022 I posted my malevolent playlist with some lyric choices of why things were there and uh. Well

Now I also have a kayne specific playlist and this song is on there, though I will admit it’s the original mostly for the piano. Had to go listen to the live version again for this ask (never a chore in case I die my best friend) but anyway thanks for activating my trap card (letting me talk about how Will Wood songs are about malevolent actually)

So right off the bat, this song (if I were to make an animatic) is from Kayne’s perspective. Or atleast, he’s the main voice. Two lines that immediately make me think of him “everyone’s just blood in an ice tray” and “but with my head up in the clouds I can see so much ground and from up here you all look like ants in a row.” Classic Kayne and his feelings towards human life- BUT! This song is a conversation! The singer is speaking to someone, imploring them to see things their way. And the singer also obviously cares about the listeners opinion, though we don’t know why. From an Arkayne lense, this is intermezzo. While the line “we’ve all got evidence of innocence, it’s “everything’s coincidence” the difference twixt fate and free will is whether you’re singing” initially reminded me of episode 20 and their “choices” conversation, with the added context of how Kayne is forcing the strings to find the ‘best’ Arthur after creating the ‘best’ version of himself, the conversation around fate and free will becomes much more potent. Similarly, in intermezzo, Kayne desperately wants Arthur to understand him and his world view. He becomes increasingly frustrated when Arthur fails to measure up to his understanding. In the end though. Kayne doesn’t care if Arthur thinks he’s bad (“oh whatever you think of me”) he just wants Arthur to understand, and to do what he says.

Now, in the real world I interpret this song to be more a plea to understand that in certain circumstances people can feel forced to do terrible things, and judging them/pretending you don’t have your own faults can be a slippery slope considering if you were in that same situation, you would inevitably also make those choices (at the start of the live version will says “this song is called god save Jordan Peterson” which I assume is in reference to peterson’s utter disdain and lack of sympathy for people who struggle in their day to day lives with things like mental health, as well as other factors of petersons shitty belief system) while this in and of itself isn’t really malevolent, I do think there’s something to be said of Arthur’s struggle to cling to the idea that he is a good person, and Kayne’s encouragement to do whatever it takes. “It doesn’t take a killer to murder, it only takes a reason to kill” is very malevolent and Arthur’s little kill count.

Also in the live version I think Will sounds a little bit more sultry but it might just be the acoustics.

[not-poignant]

hola pia! maybe this will come up in Utr but, how are betas affected by alphas/omegas? they cant ‚smell‘ as good as them, but theyre still affected by pheromones? when caleb flared his in the bar, was that a turn on for faber like omegas? im guessing its why caleb did it. but he doesnt get ‚dazed‘ does he? he is susceptible to alpha persuasion, and he thinks omega heat ‚stinks‘, right? and they dont smell ‚special‘ to alphas/omegas? and faber is such a cute name, it fits him so well 😂🥰

Hola, anon! :D

how are betas affected by alphas/omegas?

It depends on the beta! While they can't smell pheromones as acutely as alphas and omegas they can definitely still smell them, and they are still affected by their pheromones! But it's kind of different? A beta doesn't feel any urge to be with an omega during their heat, for example, and they don't smell an alpha's pheromones and think 'oh that person smells delicious maybe I'm meant to spend the rest of my life with them.' They might think 'interesting' or 'I don't mind that' or 'that's an alpha, I'd better be careful' and not give it much more thought.

That being said, Faber is more sensitive to pheromones - much more sensitive - than the average beta, unusually so, to the point where both Dr Gary and Temsen remark on it in Underline the Black:

A quick business-like knock on the door - Faber's knock, Gary would know it anywhere - and Faber stepped into the room and then blanched. He placed a hand over his mouth, and Gary stepped back from Temsen automatically, even as Temsen turned back to the computer screen.  'I seem to have interrupted something,' Faber said hoarsely, and Gary opened his mouth, but it was Temsen who talked across him.  'What is it, Faber?' 'Ah,' Faber said, looking nervously between them. Gary felt some sympathy for the man, given his loyalty was primarily to Gary, and Temsen was his boss right now, and the air wasn't exactly thick with pheromones, but it didn't need to be to crush anyone who wasn't a peak alpha. What Temsen and Gary found easy to withstand was too much for most, and Gary knew his assistant was struggling. 'I- I- ...Yes. Well. That's... I wanted to say that we've arranged a date for Denis Deschamps to meet with Lucien Beaumont and Caleb, Sirs. Sir.'  Faber looked a desperate apology to Gary. Then he closed the door quickly, leaving them both in the room, Faber no doubt rushing to get some air.  'Oh dear,' Temsen said. 'Should one of us go find him?' 'No,' Gary said. 'If he gets overwhelmed like that, he needs time to himself. He doesn't like to be seen at all when he's vulnerable.' 'A strong flight instinct then,' Temsen said. 'He's been ever so helpful. I'm not even really trying to get my pheromones spiked, are you?' 'No,' Gary said.  'He is sensitive,' Temsen said, scratching at a neatly maintained hairline. 'We've both been far worse than that, haven't we?'

Even though Gary admits most people would find it hard, they both note that he's unusually sensitive.

when caleb flared his in the bar, was that a turn on for faber like omegas?

Not exactly? When Caleb flares his pheromones in the bar, Faber already finds him very attractive, and instead he feels additionally weak and overwhelmed. Like, he's definitely impacted! And I think he kind of likes the feeling with Caleb, and he doesn't feel sick like an alpha would. But not all betas would react the same way to someone like Caleb.

he is susceptible to alpha persuasion, and he thinks omega heat ‚stinks‘, right? and they dont smell ‚special‘ to alphas/omegas?

Betas don't really smell special to alphas/omegas at all. They just smell "regular" - like all of us, basically. Though that doesn't mean that an alpha or omega can't like the way they smell, some people do like the smell of body odour / sweat from certain people, after all!

All betas are susceptible to alpha persuasion. And yeah Faber thinks heats "stink" but when you think about it - you've got two people who have been fucking intensely for several consecutive days, with mountains of come and sweat, and that's not going to smell good, if you're the one stripping the bed and changing the sheets. Like, sex marathons just actually don't smell that great in general.

I think on top of that, Faber finds omega pheromones off-putting and there's a reason for that, but we'll find out more about that in Underline the Red later, heh.

[redscharms]

I can't find my old post on Hong Joong's personality reading, so here's me reposting it (so freaking happy I kept a copy on my notes on this one)

Another group piqued my interest.

Ateez.

So, I did quick personality readings for them.

I don’t know the boys of the group yet, this is all based purely on my Tarot reading and intuition.

In a way this is me trying to get back to Tarot and testing my rusty skills.

Kim Hong Joong personality reading

He’s really intense. I’m just looking at his photo and reading the cards for now.

There’s a certain darkness in him, deep and dangerous. Another side to him that he’s not uncomfortable with.

He’s not necessarily proud of it but he’s not ashamed of it either.

Hardworking, proud and stubborn.

Keeps things to himself. Wary of others and only few people know ‘the real him’.

And these people are the ones he trusts the most.

He’s very intuitive. He can ‘feel’ other people and their intentions. Can immediately recognize a ‘shitty’ person and his attitude towards that person will be very cold. He’s not interested in showing any type id interest towards people he doesn’t like. Stays away from them, to him these people as if don’t exist at all.

Has hard time hiding his annoyance or disgust.

If he has to interact with people he doesn’t like, he’ll do it with cold politeness.

Great at playing the devil’s advocate.

Forgives but never forgets.

Loves money and can spend huge amounts of it on himself and people he loves.

For the people he cares about he would go to great lengths. He’s possessive of his belongings and his relationships.

Petty jealousy is something he can be guilty of.

Loves to make sure everyone he cares about are living a comfortable life but he also knows the importance of learning from your own mistakes and overcoming difficulties to cherish your accomplishments. So, he would never step in to help someone when he sees that it’s not his responsibility to do so.

Despite all the not so positive description so far, Hong Joong seems to be a very decent person. Extremely hard working, minding his own business and trustworthy.

He can be selfish but not to the point of stepping on others people heads.

He values integrity and morals.

He seems to be a very complex, slightly difficult to deal with, but overall nice human being.

He seems like someone who can be extremely patient one day and hotheaded the next one.

He is responsible and seems to be ready to take more responsibility than he can physically handle but because he’s so stubborn, he’ll burn himself out but he’ll do everything that he said he would.

Very competitive.

Not about cheating but will be extremely salty if he sees someone else cheat.

Can’t just ‘chill and play’.

Every game to him is a life or death competition.

A little but of a hoarder? Like has too many clothes for example. If someone threw away some of his very old stuff he wouldn’t even remember he had them to notice.

Mini sugar daddy.

Spends too much money on other if he’s in a good mood and he likes the person.

Never expects anything in return, very genuine in his affection.

But he appreciates a lot when the person is equally attentive in return.

If he lost his interest or worse if he’s disappointed in someone, that someone will never regain Hong Joong’s trust and sympathy.

He’ll become cold and distant towards them.

He can get extremely petty.

Mood swings.

One day he might approve the most stupid idea and the other day he’ll smack you in the face saying that you must be an idiot to suggest something like that.

Don’t let him near gambling games.

He’s a romantic. Idealistic but also pessimistic about it.

Probably believes in soulmates but doesn’t believe he’ll meet one.

Hopes for world peace but also wants to see the world burn. (Oh, that’s something I can relate too 😂 I like this guy ahahahah)

Likes children… okay that was random.

But he seems to want a family but also somehow keep his independence.

[precious-little-scoundrel]

Grim reader here ☠️ and I have a thought on Maureen’s redemption and character arc post-war. It seems to me that Maureen has never really had to deal with anything head on. Yes, she has some trauma from the Stalag, but the way in which she was dealing with things wasn’t great either. It would be interesting to put her in a position/situation where it REQUIRES a mature and levelheaded response or she can’t get through it. That being said, I think it would also be a really interesting plot line for Maureen to deal with infertility down the road when she’s actually ready to start having kids. It would force her to confront things as an adult rather than be childish about it and might even the playing field when it comes to her own feelings about children/the trauma that she’s endured. This is just a thought and you definitely don’t have to do it, but I’d be interested to see your take on this particular concept and how it drives her relationship with Gale and with everyone else in her life—especially Ida.

Hello hello, ok now this?? This is very interesting, I always love your input as it feels very grounding. And, while I have a bit of a planned arc for her in the stalag? I feel that I’m lacking some in her postwar years, although she has certainly not arrived.

This issue? Interesting method for that. And to create more sympathy for others in her and reliance even on someone like Ida as a friend. Ida who, in her own marriage, seeks out Maureen’s advice and emboldening encouragement for certain aspects of healing.

Sometimes you need to call as bestie and not be told you’re not insane but instead just hear “oh yeah, me too!!”

[fuzzydreamin]

What The Companions Say About... Synths! (gen 1-2)

I'm posting these just because I find the companions in-game reactions to things rather interesting. You might be surprised by what some of them have to say about certain things.

These are just their dialogues for during combat and after combat or walking through areas inhabited by this enemy type. It does not include anything from specific areas, quests, or other dialogue.

⌨ Ada

⌨: The technology these synths utilise is quite sophisticated. ⌨: Advanced CPUs, streamlined power systems… why didn't you build me like this? ⌨: Advanced CPUs, streamlined power systems… I often wish their hardware was compatible with my own. ⌨: Now I know what it feels like to be obsolete. ⌨: {Neutral} Synths have a way of making me feel obsolete. ⌨: I'm detecting high levels of jealousy and envy… oh, wait… that's me. ⌨: It's a shame you can't fit one or two of their limbs onto my chassis. It would make a wonderful upgrade. ⌨: {pause for effect between lines} Synths truly inspire me to be a better robot. Did that sound strange?

☘ Cait

☘: I'm gonna rip out your goddamn battery! ☘: Synths! Take 'em out!

☘: Synths are nothing but Institute lackies in sheep's clothin'. ☘: Careful, synths are bristlin' with Institute tech. No tellin' what they might have up their sleeve. ☘: Spare robot parts are worth their weight in gold. I'm just sayin'. ☘: Wonders of science, eh? Slag the same as robots if you ask me. ☘: Mindless lunatics. Where's the off switch?

⚙ Codsworth

⚙: Synths!

⚙: {Curious and thoughtful / Thinking} Imagine the good these synths could do if only programmed with the inclination. ⚙: {Nervous} There's something unnerving about synths. You never know if one's going to spring to life. ⚙: {Sympathetic at first, then more defiant, with attitude / Thinking} I almost feel sorry for synths. Institute fodder, really… But try to kill me, and I'm afraid sympathy goes right out the window. ⚙: {Slight disgust / Neutral} The Institute sure is frivolous with their toys. ⚙: {Concerned} Careful not to trip over any loose parts, mum.

⚕ Curie

⚕: RobCo did not make robots such as this. ⚕: The technology to make this. Incredible. ⚕: Is this what is called… a "synth"?

⚕: What a technological marvel these synths are. ⚕: Madame Fowler posited the idea that robotic evolution could surpass that of their creators. The synths prove this quite neatly. ⚕: To talk with the Institute would be a dream. So many marvels they have created. ⚕: Do synths have a psychology? Or are they merely sophisticated machines? ⚕: I dislike the idea of destroying such works of engineering and science.

♞ Danse

♞: Melt them down to slag! ♞: Blow those things to bits! ♞: Institute vermin! ♞: Synths! Destroy them! ♞: Burn them down!

♞: {Muttered to self… you hate the synths.} Abominations, the lot of them. ♞: The Institute must not be allowed to create these freaks any longer. ♞: Synths are nothing but technology run amok. ♞: Free-thinking machines are an insult to our way of life. They need to be destroyed. ♞: I refuse to rest until every one of these nightmares is eliminated.

🕶 Deacon

🕶: Killing these old synths always… Well, if we gotta do it. 🕶: Glory's going to lecture me when I get home. Sorry, pal.

🕶: I understand why Glory hates wasting Gen 1s and 2s. A very fuzzy line. 🕶: I'm alright if we have to take out the Gen 1s and 2s. Barely, but alright. 🕶: Tinker records every place we find the early gen synths. He says it'll reveal the Institute's "Master Plan". Yeah, right. 🕶: More synths. Great. 🕶: EMP works well against synths. Well, the early models.

☠ Gage

☠: I got your "sensor anomaly" right here! ☠: Ain't no way you're replacing me!

☠: God, I hate synths. They ain't robots, they ain't people… the worst of both worlds, wrapped up in one. ☠: Seems to me, if you're worried about someone being a synth, you shoot 'em. Problem solved. ☠: It's not bad enough that the Institute had to go and make robots to do their dirty work. They went one step worse and made 'em look human. Ugh. ☠: Ever feel the tiniest bit hurt that the Institute hasn't tried to replace you with a synth? I mean, c'mon, I'm important… I'm worth replacing. ☠: Their robots may be creepy shit, but Institute tech sure is fun to play with. ☠: All the lights and clicking don't mean shit against a man with a good head on his shoulders.

☣ Hancock

☣: {Neutral} You ever wonder if maybe you're a synth and don't know it? I got a lot of time I can't account for… ☣: {Stern} If the Institute has its way, they'll replace us all with these damn things. ☣: {Amused} Institute gives its lackeys some fun toys. ☣: {Question} These things are the future? So far, not impressed.

☸ Longfellow

☸: {Wary, uneasy} Robots lookin' like people… that don't sit right with me. ☸: {Wary, uneasy} I ain't fond of fightin' any kind of robot, but that goes double for synths. ☸: {Wary, uneasy} You can pull some good salvage off these bots, if you can stomach lookin' at 'em. ☸: {Wary, uneasy} Synths are downright disturbin'. No other way to say it. ☸: {Wary, uneasy} Makin' a machine that looks like a man… if that ain't madness, I don't know what is.

⨁ MacCready

⨁: Institute toasters! ⨁: Synths! Blow 'em back to hell!

⨁: Institute synths carry some valuable tech. Don't leave anything behind. ⨁: Damn synths are worse than rodents. Kill one and two more take its place. ⨁: If the synths know we're here, the whole Institute knows we're here. ⨁: I don't know how these things get around so fast. ⨁: Don't underestimate Institute synths. They're lethal killing machines.

♥ Nick

♥: {Stern} Sorry, friends. Don't start what ya can't finish. ♥: {Stern} Hate to put you down.

♥: {Neutral} Institute treats synths like tools, tossed away without a thought. ♥: {Sombre} Wish we could just make these things see reason. ♥: {Neutral} Goodness. Do I really look as bad as these models? ♥: {Neutral} Never did understand why the hell they programmed us to feel pain.

✉ Piper

✉: {Neutral} Institute scrapheaps. ✉: {Stern} Back to the scrapheap for you.

✉: {Stern} Sure, the Institute made these things killing machines, but they're still killing machines. ✉: {Stern} If the Institute and its synths think we're going down without a fight, they're in for a damn big surprise. ✉: {Neutral} The Institute sure gives its lackeys some serious firepower. ✉: {Neutral} Nick's the only synth I've met that didn't seem to have a screw loose. Wonder if that's why they got rid of him? ✉: {Question} Wonder what the Institute's looking for in a place like this?

☀ Preston

☀: It's the Institute! ☀: Synths! Hit them hard!

☀: Why can't the Institute just leave us alone? ☀: One of these days we're going to have to put a stop to the Institute. ☀: It's uncanny. They're not robots, but not exactly human either. ☀: I wish I knew what the Institute really wanted up here. ☀: Talk about science run amok. ☀: Hmm. Usually aren't so aggressive.

☢ Strong

☢: False men should fear Strong. ☢: Robot try to be humans. Stupid robots. ☢: Why fight false men. Can't eat them. ☢: Institute fighters. Strong will destroy you. ☢: Super mutants smash all false men.

☾ X6-88

☾: Some of the older model synths were built over a century ago. ☾: I should get a team up here to retrieve these units. ☾: {Gen-1 is short for "generation 1"} The gen-1 synths you see out here are usually part of a work crew that got hit by raiders. ☾: The synths won't see us as a threat. Their programming prevents it. ☾: {Disgust} I hate the idea of Institute tech in the hands of surface-dwellers. What a waste.

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My Notes:

Ada is jealous of synths for their advanced design. (On a flip side, Nick has tried fitting robot parts on himself - it didn't work.)

"No tellin' what they might have up their sleeve." It's nothing. I wish the synths had more going on than just shooting or beating us with a baton. It is a stun baton, but maybe it would've been cooler if the synths themselves let off an electical charge at close-range.

Much like her feelings on the Brotherhood, Curie really wants to talk with the Institute on an academic level. Unfortunately, just like the Brotherhood, they would only ever see her as a lesser being.

The first time Deacon mentions Glory's dislike of killing early gen synths, the directors note indicates that he disagrees with her. Here he's more on the fence.

Considering Gage's position with the bosses of Nuka World, having influence but not being the boss, he probably would actually be a target for replacement if the Institute haad any interest in that place.

Longfellow is friendly towards the synths of Acadia, but I guess he really doesn't like looking at DiMA. No wonder he stays outside.

Early gen synths, including Nick, feel pain. 🙃

Preston's "Usually aren't so aggressive." line implies that it's possible for people to wander past an area being scavenged by the Institute and not get shot up, so long as they leave it be. Most people probably hightail it anyway, to be safe.

"Some of the older model synths were built over a century ago." implies that early gen's continued to be, and perhaps still are, built well after Nick and DiMA got free, since the two are about a century old themselves.

X6's dialogue implies that early gen synths go of-course when met with hostility, causing them to stop performing their jobs and not return to the Institute on their own, thus needing to be collected manually.

[combatfaerie]

Ficlet: Want You to Notice

Title: Want You to Notice

Word count: 1,499

Rating: T

Characters: Becky Lynch/Seth Rollins

Prompt: "Do you miss me when I'm not around?" *the other person admits that sometimes, under certain circumstances, they do* "Do you think, realistically, we could be lovers?"

Tagged: @wrestleprompts

When Becky heard the gym door open, her first instinct was to call Joshy over. It was supposed to be a private session, after all, just them and Sheamus and Cesaro so they didn't have to worry about people taking pictures or videos. Then she heard a familiar laugh and turned to see Seth walking in, his gym bag dangling from his shoulder. "Hey!" She grabbed the nearest towel and dried off her face. "You haven't dropped in for a while."

Seth smiled, but it didn't quite reach his eyes. "Yeah. I've had a lot going on with Black & Brave and… well, you know." He set down his bag and stretched out his shoulders. "So… do you miss me when I'm not around?"

Becky laughed at first. "You know I'm more of a Pearl Jam girl than Radiohead." When Seth just looked confused, she added, "Sorry. Thought it was a song reference. Yeah, of course we miss you."

Seth's eyes seemed even darker than normal, and Becky struggled to see where the pupil ended and the iris began—and then quickly realized that meant she had been looking for too long. "I wasn't asking about them," he said, tilting his head towards where Cesaro had resumed spotting for Sheamus. "I asked if you did."

It felt like far deeper waters than conversations with Seth had gone as of late. Whenever she did manage to run into him backstage, he had always seemed preoccupied, looking down at his phone as if expecting a call—or trying to muster up the energy to make one. I should have asked him if he was okay, she thought.  Many wrestlers had business interests outside of their WWE careers, but Seth's demanded a lot of time and energy; he wasn't some passive investor behind the scenes, throwing money at a project and doing little more than talking it up during interviews. He was devoted to his Black & Brave students and their success; he always said he wanted to leave the business—and more importantly, the mentality in the locker room—better than he found it, and he was working on that from multiple angles, from inside WWE and outside. "Yeah, of course I do." Struggling to lighten the mood, she added, "I mean, who else could I possibly borrow shampoo from here if I forgot mine at home?"

Sighing softly, Seth pulled her off to the side, around a corner so Cesaro and Sheamus were out of her line of sight. "Becky, I'm being serious."

"Okay." Becky took a moment to focus. She certainly didn't want to add to Seth's stress or belittle him, but she didn't understand what was going on at all. The gym was normally his happy place, his refuge; if someone else brought up a serious topic, he'd suggest leaving it until they went out for coffee or ice cream later. "What's going on? Is something wrong?"

"Can… would you just answer the question?" Seth shut his eyes and pinched the bridge of his nose. "Please? I'm… I'm trying to figure something out."

The pause before the Please made Becky's heart twinge and she clasped her hands behind her back so she wouldn't try to pat his arm. Seth was never one for polite sympathy and she didn't want him to feel like she was being condescending, especially since she had just been cracking jokes. "Of course I miss you. You were one of the first people I knew who was into CrossFit. You've always been great with advice and helping me figure out my reps. You've stayed late so I could finish a workout. You've let me vent to you for… oh, years now, back since NXT, back when I was… was no one, really—"

"You've never been no one."

Becky would have been able to rally better if his interjection had been sharp or annoyed, but the tenderness in his tone made her falter. Had he stopped looking at her even once since he came in the gym? She didn't want to argue with him, so she just shrugged. "You know what I mean. You had absolutely no reason to be nice to me back then, but you were. I wasn't a champion. I didn't have connections like Charlotte. I was just … me." Before he could correct her on that too, she forged on. "Not everyone would listen to the life story of some rambling Irish woman for an hour, you know?"

"Forty-five minutes," Seth replied. "It was only forty-five minutes."

"Really?" Becky could feel herself blushing and hoped it wasn't too obvious. "I guess I gave you the abridged version then. Anyway, yeah… you've always been there for me, even when it wasn't easy or we were on different rosters or whatever. I've cried on your shoulder often enough that I've probably eroded it and yet you still answer my calls." She paused to let a pang of guilt pass—Haven't been calling to check on HIM lately, have you?—and reached back to tighten her ponytail. "You're a great friend. You're one of my best friends. Of course I miss you when you're not around. Why? What's going on? What's wrong?" She knew he and his girlfriend had been going through a rocky patch, but she couldn't remember Seth saying anything more about it, so she had assumed they worked things out. Another mistake.

Clearing his throat, Seth finally looked away, glancing over at Cesaro and Sheamus. Both seemed oblivious to the discussion, so he turned back to Becky. "Do you think," he started slowly, jamming his hands in his pockets, "realistically, that we could be lovers?"

Lovers? The term had always felt awkward to Becky, but Seth was so gravely earnest that she didn't dare question his wording. "Are you…?" She stopped just short of asking if he was serious. "I… don't know," she said slowly. "I mean, I'm nothing like the girls you've dated, so…."

"Maybe that's a good thing. I've been doing a lot of thinking and a friend suggested that what I need and what I want—or at least what I thought I wanted—aren't the same," Seth explained, voice so low Becky had to lean forward to hear him over the clank of weights being moved in and out of the racks. "So I tried thinking more about what I needed, and I need to be around people who make me feel the way you do. I… always feel right when I'm around you. Like I'm where I belong."

"I'm… I'm glad." Becky was almost speechless. Her friends were dear to her and she loved them like family—considered them family—but the last time she had tried to turn that into something more, it hadn't worked out. "But you don't need to… date someone to feel that way."

"I know. But… I just kept thinking that if you could make me feel like that just as a friend, maybe… maybe that's a sign that we could be more." The look in his eyes was so vulnerable, so genuine, that Becky's breath caught. "I know it might not work, but I'd rather try and know than not try and always wonder," Seth declared. His words held far more surety than his gaze. "So I wanted to ask you out on a date for sometime next week. Just something casual. Just… just to see."

We shouldn't. There were so many wrestling couples that hadn't worked out and it always seemed to get messy. But… what if we did? She had never really thought of Seth that way, but now that he had raised the possibility, she had to wonder. They already spent so much time together and knew so much about each other and liked so many of the same things; so much of the awkward early-stage relationship groundwork was done. That phase of discovery could be fun, but she also knew how difficult it could be, especially with their schedules. "Sure," she said at last. "Just casual."

"Oi! Rollins!" Sheamus's voice rang out a second before a balled-up towel hit Seth's arm and fell to the floor. "You done talking Becky's ear off yet? Swiss here needs a spotter and I have to take a piss!"

Seth glanced down at himself. The shirt and shorts he was wearing weren't that different from his workout gear, so he shrugged. "Sure. Be right over." Picking up his bag, he turned so his back was to Cesaro and Sheamus. "I'll call you later."

"Okay." Becky went over to the fridge and grabbed a bottle of water. Seth's question seemed to have come out of nowhere, and yet after he'd asked it, the answer seemed like a given. She wasn't entirely convinced he would follow through and try to set up a date, but just in case he did, she would have to make sure that her voice mail wasn't full. That was a message she wouldn't want to miss.

[unboundtravels]

Hey gang, back from the dead for a bit to share some recent headcanons I've been thinking up regarding the three new Doctors I've been working on. I'm waiting for commission art to get back before I officially add them, but for the newbies— Bumble, Purple, and Sleepy are the new Doctors who are arriving on their way. My ninth, tenth, and eleventh Doctors. I do have a twelfth Doctor, but he'll probably stay private for a pretty long time until I feel confident enough to bring him over. For now, my last three have been on my mind a lot.

Under the cut is a TON of headcanons regarding their characterization, as well as the commission details I have AT THE MOMENT. Final designs are on their way.

Bumble

Rascal incarnate. Comes directly after Pink, and I think some of those colors bled into her mind. Living life in the most cunty way possible. Disrespectful, punkish in nature, and absolutely bonkers. Out of these three, she's medium-sized. I like to imagine she's retreading One in some ways, maybe wearing a waistcoat & tie with a dress shirt, but then there are some jeans and chains here and there— fingerless gloves and boots. She's like a college professor and a punk-rock biker girl all in one. Wears those round sunglasses with bright red lenses when it's sunny out. I also think she's a pansexual nightmare. She wants to do crime and kiss pretty people, as well as spend most of her life driving with the top down. I think she realizes she might be approaching the end of her regeneration cycle, and is kind of going through it. 

The Darkest Incarnation? Maybe. I think she's definitely up there. She's a little bit unhinged. Pink as an incarnation was very much pragmatic in his approach to violence. If he had to kill someone in order to defend himself or to protect his friends, he would. He's a Doctor fit for a harsh universe, but wasn't absent of that kindness that made The Doctor has as their core personality component. Bumble, following that mindset, and adding in that twinge of extra charisma— is someone who (when faced with the trolley problem) could absolutely justify trading one person for a hundred. She's more of a game player, I think. She plays mental chess with her enemies, lulling them into a false sense of security before pulling the rug out from under them. That doesn't mean she won't give them the option of surrender— she just doesn't offer it as much as any other incarnation would. She's a "no second chances" kind of Doctor, but doesn't actively preach toward someone about considering mercy if she knows they won't take it. "Two truths one lie I'll start— I have killed, I'll kill again, and It burns when I pee." energy.

Tired of being nice: Bumble is probably the most chaotic incarnation in my about. I think even Looney would struggle to keep up with the amount of energy she has and how generally unpredictable she is. She seems to lack a certain noteable amount of sympathy that other incarnations would have. The energy levels of Looney mixed with the general cold/bitterness of Goth. While Goth on his own was mourning his people, and had a heart of gold underneath all that rage— Bumble seems to be generally disinterested in being polite, nice and seems to lack a certain social awareness that other Doctors have on at least a basic level. I think she has a very party-girl lifestyle. She still helps out where she can, but she really does it from an "Oh, you're interrupting my good time" mindset. She would rather go to a club and get involved in someone's night then patrol the universe as a do-gooder. She really is a very morally grey incarnation. 

Purple

The Comeback King: If Bumble following Pink was a challenging adjustment for the universe (and others) then Purple following Bumble is perceived at least as a bit of fresh air. I have no idea what kind of arc Bumble would go through throughout her life that would help her remember the fundementals of being The Doctor and doing what's right because you want too as opposed to doing good things because you have too. However, I think Purple does a sort of comeback tour. He definitely cares more about people then Bumble does, and definitely has an overall greater compassion for things and life in general. 

Disorganized Twink: That being said, I think he's high strung. I think his TARDIS is littered with maps and charts and things. Mostly like books and stuff that help him figure out where he'd like to go. I definitely think that he gets involved in situations where The TARDIS doesn't land exactly where he wants it too (probably BECAUSE of his piloting, which is probably more jank and disorganized) and he gets involved in a situation, solves that situation, and then quickly gets on the move to try and see if he can get to where he was going— rinse and repeat. He has a TON of White Rabbit from Wonderland energy in the sense that he's checking his wrist watch a lot because he's late for something on another planet even though he has a time machine. He's also the tallest out of these three and has the most snatched waist. 

Worse then your aunt but better then yer mum: Just like any Doctor— Purple is a lot to deal with. He's highly energetic and asks a lot of personal questions (just because he wants to help, though.) He lacks certain social graces, blurting out things before he speaks. He's easily distracted, can't keep his head on straight, and definitely is wound too tightly. That being said, he really just wants to be a good person, have a good time, and genuinely is just a good guy to be around. He's based on Matt Smith's Doctor, so there's a lot of those elements reflected here in Purple. He's serious and deadly when the moment calls for it, but chooses to maintain a sort of disorganized lifestyle because he feels like it works well for what he has going on. Life moves fast, and so does this Doctor. He has stay-at-home mom energy, sometimes. "Oh no they love orange juice but they been bad" tiktok energy, if you know what I mean. 

Sleepy.

You're a devious man, Columbo: I'm NOT even gonna hide it. Sleepy is 100% based on Columbo. He is the SMALLEST Doctor on my roster, based heavily on the smaller columbo twitter account. While I haven't decided exactly WHAT his height is, part of me is thinking about making him a four foot short king. That being said, he does share a few elements with Columbo, but isn't like. A direct copy / paste. I think he's very laid back. He's got a sharp tongue and a quick wit, but most of what makes The Sleepy Doctor unique is his approach to his day-to-day adventures. He really is not the running about doing crazy things Doctor. He's very much a handles things very quickly and casually. He CAN be challenged, but I feel like he's the most difficult Doctor to combat— because he's so focused at absolutely all times that he probably has everything mapped out in his head. He's hyper observant and hyper vigilant, but he DOESN'T present that way.

Just a sleepy little guy: Which BRINGS ME to this point. The Sleepy Doctor is EXACTLY that. Sleepy. He's just this really sort of. Low energy incarnation. I think he realizes that his next incarnation is the last body. That means that no matter how Sleepy acts, or what he does— at the end of the day, it's up to the LAST GUY to figure out exactly what they need to do in order to either get the rest The Doctor deserves, or continue persevering. So The Sleepy Doctor is sort of committed to a low energy low activity lifestyle. This doesn't mean he actively ignores the danger in the universe and doesn't help out— he's very capable of that and often still does adventure. It's more of just the fact that the universe is in a state (thanks mostly to the combined efforts of the post time war Doctor's including Goth, Looney, Pink, and Bumble IG, and Purple as well) that he can sort of just RELAX. So he DOES. He's like a big ole sleepy cat— He's also just GENERALLY really friendly. He's laid back, and is probably the most domestic-fueled Doctor. He wants a life, wants to retire. He'll live in that era before the next guy has to start setting up things for finality. "I'm rechargin', so the next guy has a big ole battery."

GOJO ON MAIN? That being said, I don't think you wanna fuck with Sleepy. I think he's potientially the most dangerous Doctor. Super experienced, has a massive collection of artifacts he can use to trap his enemies or disable them entirely— and has a very, very powerful memory. Sleepy's Memory is EXTREMELY percise, to the point of basically being an incarnation-exclusive trait. He remembers exactly everything he needs to about an enemy, but plays it off like he doesn't. Nobody takes him seriously, but I cite Gojo Satoru as an example of Sleepy's characterization in ONLY the most basic sense in which: Visually, his eyes are closed almost ALL the time. However, when they're open, that means you've fucked with him to such a degree that you're being banished to the shadow realm, basically. 

[szif]

im not partial to making a post thats taken as me getting in the line and laughing with everyone else about white people because i think that'd be pretty much the same as a fool laughing at another fool just to have the sensation of being with the "right" people or getting a sense of superiority. like i'm clearly not intended to be there or to be a part of anything here and implying im totally Not one of the bad whites im a good white look at me everyone im one of you. or something like that. i think people can get carried away and consider themselves the good one of like, a group/type of people and get overly comfortable with being seen as an exception. you can pretty much see that anywhere and with anyone. its like quicksand or something, a very weird thing to do and to get into

im more interested right now at just analyzing how patheticly low certain people can dig to keep their comfort by always digging into discomfort because they don't want to intentionally look away but they'd rather want the world to shut up so that they can be comfortable and want everyone to abide by their own rules because even someone looking at them slightly wrong will shatter them. i think everyone can make an example of this type of person not just because they're everywhere but because most of the tumblr userbase is made up by them. i've thinking some about this & how these people present themselves, how you can spot what theyre like and what do they feel and say to others to keep this sort of like, mental barrier up to never ever reach true comfort with life. i think they're very interesting and of course unfortunate to see them in your notes or see them reply to something you've said making them feel like fruitflies in the tumblr ecosystem.

like, how do you think it's like to be that person. to always be that defensive but never having any real point besides "i want the world to leave me alone" (="everyone shut up. i dont like what you say because it doesnt paint me as a little marshmallow you cuddle".) like at a certain point you'd think they'd find the will to not be this deep in a self-dug pit with zero sympathy but actually nope. but the thing about it thats interesting is that they can clearly get out of this mindset and not do it. like, it's not reflex to them or much their entire self, they just use this and feel trapped in this action that they. actively. do. that they actively choose..... to do...... and it's pretty crazy how you can see they're pretty intentionally keeping up this profile of theirs hoping it benefits them but it. never really does? (or does it. much to think about. not really but feel free to.) like, it just passively makes them more hopeless and doesn't get what they want or need across all that much. and when they end up dropping it they feel better and actually aren't that detrimental to the general 50 kilometer area they occupy and don't exactly do much and actually resemble more of a person than a pre-coded program to whine at all times by making self-referential points it's like. they work better and have more to themselves.

but what happens afterwards is just like. they go "oh ok" and then revert back to their annoying shell everyone sees after a while and it's like. i really need to study these people underneath a microscope. i pretty much see the point of using whining to get what you want and swatting everyone away then calming down about it but you're in whining baby mode 24/7 so you never develop past it. but like. you can also clearly see what type of tumblr users fall into this category and where they're getting it from and what's really in common with them. so it's like. oh ok, would i also be like this? do you transform into this? do you hone your brain to be as rotten as this at one point and never go back? idk. much interesting to me actually! i hope to see more examples of them and to see what hurts them best and what makes them crack the active whining mask and how the process of it all goes down. im just really rambling about random stuff i semi-have the answer to anyways and dont matter much. i have a lot of free time and i like investing it to just think random

[amazingmsme]

Omg that tag vid 🤣 I can completely picture the main trio just spinning around the watch post and feigning going left or right at the cafe tables, tossing chairs to try to slow down each other. As for your most flustering fics hmngh so many of yours put me in Lee mood, and this got long and turned into my rambling like a nerd- apologies in advance!

I'm gonna say the Stanley Parable fics Disobedience Shan't be Rewarded, and Is the Bucket Worth it, Stanley? are some of the ones that get me the most. I think it's the way you right the Narrator. I have a weakness for Gods using their powers to mess with someone helpless and those fics scratch that particular itch for me wonderfully. Also, mock sympathy, and condescension fuck me up so bad in Lers and you write it so well? 🫣

Ooh Hands To Yourself gets me bad though 😭 Pretty sure that fic made me hide my face in blush multiple times; Essek especially took me out in that good Lord I haven't even met him but you made me frightened to haha as an easily flustered Lee. 🤣 There was also quite a few neck and ear tword focus and given those are some of my own worse spots, I was scrunching up reading certain parts there lol. Oh! Another thing about Essek's characterization I loved- how he feigned genuine anger, because I would absolutely panic and trip over myself to people please out of fear and fall right into his trap 🤣 Then after it comes out he's not actually upset and my bad anxiety would go away and turn into anticipation, like right before i go on stage for a performance. I think I'd more just get flustered, jumpy and skittish.

I thought your Castlevania fic The Moderator and the Monster are One in the Same was also super cute; I also wrote an Alucard/Reader fic a while back based on the library scene since it took me out. Still haven't finished the show because I don't want it to end/make me sad haha.

Fuck Off and Let Me Sulk took me out jfc, just found that now and we have similar tword thoughts lmao- Alucard calling Trevor out? I am always down bad for mean, teasy as Hell, Alucard. His voice and mannerisms kill me, and his adorable back and forth with Trevor at the end was so cute?

Okay no more rambling I swear! Hope you had a good rest and that this is semi-coherent; I'm gonna pass out now cause it's nearing 7am 🤣 Getting creative in the middle of the night is both blessing and curse

LXGSMAHSKD THIS IS LIKE THE NICEST THING ANYONE’S EVER SAID OMG THANG YOU ILY!

I remember having so much fun with the Stanley Parable ones, especially the first one! It was pure self indulgence rewarded by an unexpected shower of attention lmao. & omg my sweet baby boy Essek, trust me you’re gonna love this prissy bitch once you meet him! I was literally like a horse trapped in that box before the race & once I officially met him I shot off like a rocket! I really need to write more critickle role tbh cause I have so many ideas! Although I gotta admit, I’m not sure that one’s mine, so can’t take credit for that one, but I do have a long ass shadowgast fic that just so happens to have a very teasy Essek. & don’t get me started on castlevania! Omg I fell so hard for those boys! Their dynamic is so fun & their banter is hilarious! They need their own get along shirt, I feel like it would end badly lzavakdhkq but yeah, Alucard is a teasy bastard & he loves to bother Trevor, & the human is just too cute for his own good

Please don’t apologize for rambling! This made me really happy & it’s so cool to hear about what fics y’all really like! Especially when they’re ones I really enjoyed making! Wish I got better sleep, but the fucking construction woke me up & bug man is coming to spray, so fuck it, we ball. But omg please get some sleep! I mean, I’ve definitely been there after a night of endless creative flow, so I absolutely feel you. Sleep tight, & hope you have sweet dreams! & to everyone else… good morning! 😂

[apoapsis]

@dimensionalspades said, 'i told you i'm all right. would you just leave?' [soldier]

                  He never knows what Jack wants– not really. 

Wherever there is a pull, SIGMA finds himself subsequently pushed back, as if Jack wasn’t quite certain as to whether or not he wanted to keep him at arm’s length or not. The way he seems to prefer napping and resting together, yet treats the moments of tenderness as if they were mere necessity rather than any particular desire for his presence. Most bizarrely, he does not know what to make of the way Jack tends to outright refuse any attempt made to directly comfort him. 

                   Even SIEBREN, despite his bristles and hostility, craves comfort, to a degree. 

That’s what makes it feel so jarring, when he expresses empathy and compassion only for Jack to snap at him in turn. It’s confusing and confrontative– as if he is doing something wrong.

                  How can he be doing it wrong?

It was the only thing he, intrinsically, knew how to do-- comfort others.

.... Had TALON finally taken that from him as well...?

That may be the one thing SIGMA could say that he objectively hates about Jack– the way he refuses to address his own hindrances even when they directly impact someone other than himself. It’s late when he finds himself disturbed from what had been a particularly restful slumber, abruptly displaced from the makeshift bed with a horse-like kick that feels very intentional in the moment. His large, willowy body slams a bit harshly on the loosely tiled floor of the little hideout, too disoriented to arrest his momentum via gravity. It was one thing to disturb him from his sleep– but to wake him so carelessly…? He’s furious. 

                 “-- God, do you fucking mind?” SIGMA snaps, though, upon seeing Jack’s tense expression as he attempts to use the bed to assist in picking himself up, some of the initial anger dissipates. Unlike SIEBREN, he just gets frustrated, rather than spiteful. “Er, s-sorry... are you… doing okay?” He’s too damn tired to deal with this, but he doesn’t like the way he keeps finding Jack in states like this. “... Jack. Are you listening to me…?” He’s looking right at him, but he won’t say anything. 

“-- Hello…?”

                 The astrophysicist dares to reach out in an attempt to touch his forearm– and only recoils in confusion when his hand is slapped away with an equally sharp ‘I’m fine’ from the soldier. That wasn’t… the appropriate response. He’s never received that kind of response before– from anyone, really! Especially when last time, Jack had appeared…. Much more receptive to his coaxing. 

What had changed…?

                  “-- Um,” He flusters a little, his palms cupping the edge of the makeshift mattress as he leans against the bed on sore knees. “-- y-you are certain…?” He wishes Jack would stop staring through him like that– as if he isn’t really there. “You… did eject me from your bed…! You know, if you wanted me to find somewhere else to sleep, simply say as much! There is no need to be so… rude about it– you said that I could spend the night–” 

Maybe he’s pushing his luck, judging by the frigid response he finally receives. 

                   ‘I told you I’m all right; would you just leave?’

Gloved digits anxiously drum against the mattress, SIGMA sitting in the frostbitten silence for several beats as he waits…. For something. What exactly? He doesn’t really know; regret, maybe…? Or, perhaps, a verbal reconsideration of his phrasing. When SIEBREN lashed out, there was always an additional spillage of sympathy and concern– so where is it now? Was that…. Not typical of these engagements?

                   … Whatever it is that he is waiting for, however, never quite seems to come.

The absence of which leaves him feeling worse; he really did want SIGMA to leave, didn’t he…?

                   “... Oh.” The utterance feels very flat, the astrophysicist visibly deflating as the realization appears to finally set in. “-- you... would like for me to leave.” He confirms softly. What is so painful about that? He feels small– insignificant. Jack didn’t want him around– did he mean permanently…? What had he done wrong? Why was Jack upset with him? "... I see."

“... I can... do that for you. Of course I can.” 

                  Swallow it down. It’s bitter, but still palatable.

Another uncomfortable pause as SIGMA casts a sidelong glance towards the door, not particularly wanting to move– yet gradually forcing himself to articulate, to rise to his feet and collect his holopad from where Jack often confiscated it to upon his visitations. “I’ll… be going then…?” It’s clear by the way he takes his time, the way he’s constantly glancing back towards the soldier, that he doesn’t really want to go, that he’s practically begging for Jack to at least indicate he did, in fact, want him to stay. “... Back home. Away from you– like you are requesting.”

                  The resulting silence that fills the spaces in between only serves to hurt him worse, evident in the way he’s practically slamming the door shut behind himself in his haste to remove himself from the premises. The cool night air is anything but refreshing in his exhaustion, SIGMA wanting nothing more than to go back inside and clamber back into Jack’s warm bed– but all he can do is quietly sigh and mentally prepare himself for the grueling trip back home.

[physicks-archive]

       *   ━━   summons  :   @lightrought​​​​ .

  “ time is a curious thing, don’t you think? ”    the scholar taps her lips as it breaks into a smile. her mind seemed to wander as her companion was nearly as quiet as she was, it felt a little too nice. so, she decided to snowball some thoughts at him. after all, they were warriors of light.  or at least nearly the same,  in stature and morals. but one thing was for certain, if given the chance, we loved to talk about our love for places and people.  she leans over to whisper in his ear rather playfully.     “   curiously enough, my mother warned me that time is more ruthless than any man she’d ever met.  ”   she leans back onto her heels again.  eyun stares at him before bursting into a hiccup of laughter.  the faerie stared at her with a look of disbelief as she was cradled in her arms like a cat. even, she wasn’t sure why she was laughing but she did so anyways, brightly and short-lived.    “   of course, aside from my own father,  she was right.  it is ruthless.  time takes more lives.  time ruins more friendships.  time doesn’t pause with sympathy.  yet, they still say time heals all wounds.   ”     her eyes don’t break contact. her smile seemed to never fade, albeit it be rather solemn. time only gave us an expansive scale in our troubles, loss, and all other ugly things that plague minds. yet, the seldom comfort of how the places or people loved us back. it was a lonely journey yet, sometimes we end up more broken with every smile we take and more fragile with every step we take. it’s not like we wanted to feel this bad. this isn’t how we should act, but we’ve gotten so good at fake smiles it’s gotten a little too sad for her or anyone really. 

    the scholar stares at the setting sun. savior’s respite.  what a name... but it sure is pretty that much is true.  the sight was enough to dwell over old words and mended wounds.  “   then again people like  ‘ saying ’  a lot of things.   for example, they say forewarned  is  forearmed  but i think some truths will cut deep regardless.   ”    eyun signals her faerie to go away for a second as she takes off her glasses. eyun sees the faerie mildly panic before she shuts her eyes and the faerie is temporarily gone. she feels it under her eyelids, his dormant and subconscious aether it’s strangely familiar. verdants hiding behind flesh began to ache at the sheer exposure to both of their aethers.  she bottles the pain for a bit, eyes still closed she spins on her heels. vertigo sits on her throat, making her feel unsure of her balance before planting her right foot firmly on the ground and opening her eyes once again. blurry. she turns. breathes. she laughs, a finger pointed at edge of the cliff   “    for example, if i know that this cliff was bound to erode when time came to it and even if someone tells me not to stand on cliff edges that are already crumbling. when i finally decide to challenge that truth... i am always surprised when i really do end up falling.  now, isn’t that strange?  i’m sure i’m alone on this blind stubbornness but it’s what keeps my patchwork heart all together.   ”   

  she smiles once more, this time more sincere than the last, as she resummons eos who seemed to be annoyed at her sudden dismal and instantly starts silently fuming at the glasses that sit on eyun’s lap. she toys with the frames in hand only making the faerie even more flared up.   “  alright, that’s enough of my odd ramblings. i am eyun vashai, scholar and tactician. pleasure to meet your acquaintance. oh — and this is eos, i guess. ow —  you little !  ”   the faerie pinches her wrist and points at the glasses again.  she shrugs and puts them back on, she was getting a headache, anyways.     “  geez, you worry for nothing !  —  as i was saying,  please feel free to ramble just as much as i have about any random thought. i tend to find that more entertaining than normal icebreakers.  ”

[bonesandthebees]

Funny how he always finds solace in the person connected enough royally but isn't so themselves. And the relief that comes with hearing someone new say it helps him relax because he feels like it's progress. He's made a friend.

Aaaand literally nobody is surprised with Jack's confession. But it's the idea that he says it to put it out in the open is what counts.

Aimsey!! The outburst is incredibly out of character and jarring. He sees the same answer he's been harboring in them and the sympathy that comes with it helps him connect to them a bit more. And seeing himself in aimsey brings to light some things of his life he'd never really fully acknowledged before.

This chapter was full of connections and dynamic shifts with Wilbur. He's made a lot of progress while simultaneously uncovering some more things. Super intrigued to see how stuff plays out continuing Wilbur's Breakdown But Not.

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finally wilbur has a friend fucking hell he needs one

the confession is SO funny depending on how you look at it. from the beginning wilbur has been thinking that he can't say or do certain things around jack because he knows guards act as spies. he's literally known this the whole time. no one is surprised by this.

and then meanwhile jack is having the BIGGEST internal battle with himself about whether or not to confess. he's having the moral dilemma of a lifetime as he worries about possibly losing the trust wilbur just put in him, meanwhile wilbur is just like "oh yeah I knew lol". he tried and that's what counts :)

despite how different they are, wilbur can see himself in aimsey, and that outburst of theirs provides a very important mirror for him that he didn't even know he needed

we went from wilbur hurtling to a full major breakdown to now wilbur having a breakdown but in a very slow and strange way lmaoooo. this was both a very quiet but also very dramatic chapter with so many shifts in dynamics