#this has been sitting in my drafts i forgor

[caribous]

sogged up

[cosjerk]

Tandri from Legends and Lattes, an excuse to have a photoshoot w coffee & croissants crescents

[krussyarts]

I'm gonna throw up my brain is so full of these two

[lanshappycorner]

hiiwokun

[noxcorvorum]

Ghost wax season finale spoilers

Ok first of all Charles Baybridge my BELOATHED.

Also ep 41 intro confirmed to be Charlie and the cypher(? Or is it the vile observer)

i think pip calling Luca her little brother as they're both injured broke me. I don't think I can come back from that. Also Luca realizing Charlie betrayed all of them.

Also new incantation moment, body and blood, twist and roar, what once there was will be once more. (Poor Charlie. 𝘕𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘱𝘢𝘴𝘴.)

And then Owen desperately trying not to lose Azem and even being willing to sacrifice the world to keep his memory alive. And Azem telling Owen to let him go, to use his essence as fuel to be able to save the rest of the people he loves. And Owen trying to bargain with Charlie for just five more minutes even as he apologizes for not being able to save him, just so that he can let Azem go instead of reflexively consuming him as Charlie kills him. Augh

Also ghost bee supremacy, neat little way to get rid of our villain

In conclusion: ACK. I need to relisten and also recommend it to all my friends

[terrainofheartfelt]

A Jenny Humphrey Moodboard

[itissadbutitsmy-artblog]

hey am i crazy for this. spader calling him candyboy but blaine and their uncle just calling him candy.

[bandtrees]

its not like i dont agree with all those posts about how bsd season 5 finale is bad and stupid and was a big let-down and everything. cuz i do - but also... i'm not really upset with it in the way a lot of people are, tbh.

cuz if you're only now realizing bsd isn't a good mystery series and it has a lot of cheap shock value and forgoes interesting character development in favor of showing off how smart dazai or fyodor are... uh, welcome to the club? the season 5 finale is not really unique in this regard.

bsd, to me, though it has moments of compelling writing, and overall compelling characters (people Like its characters so much for a reason!), etc, has always been a low-expectations watch. it's always been the "oh what's kafka asagiri doing to his weird ocs now" show - from the start, it's done this. so much of season 1 reeks of the same "random out of nowhere twist to make the writing feel clever", and it's something the show's had a problem with, and continues to have a problem with. forever. to the point where to enjoy the series you just kinda have to meet it halfway and have fun with it.

when i first got into bsd in, like, 2017 or so, i hated dazai a lot. both because of personal reasons and because i just didn't like smug genius types who know everything. with him being such a major character, this led to a shallow perception of the show, as you'd expect. then, i rewatched it this year, and i went in with those same feelings - but i wanted to like bsd, and dazai by extension, so i just kinda... got used to him, because you can't fully appreciate this series and not. (that and i'd just matured as a person since 2017 and could look at him with more nuance lol)

like, i get being upset this season didn't end the way you anticipated. i loved the meursault arc, and season 5 episode 10 was one of my favorite episodes of the entire series i was genuinely excited to see a follow-up on. but also, if you know bsd does deathfaking and stupid silly plot twists that weren't telegraphed in the least, and you're genuinely mad every time they're pulled, then... maybe you should just watch a different show, yknow?

i don't say this to excuse the shitty writing, but rather, it's not really new, and buckling in for the absurd ride is part of the bsd experience, that it goes from a genuinely thrilling and gritty episode 10 to a completely batshit episode 11 that has the main antagonist quote jesus christ before dying in a helicopter explosion, is, like, really fucking funny. i can't even be mad. that episode is some of the most entertained i've been by this show, not even in its contents but laughing as i try to explain it to people and scream incredulously with my friend - it's a series where the good is good and the bad is, if nothing else, never boring. it's the series with the giant moby dick whale mech. it's the series that now has vampires in it for some reason. i think if you're looking for top tier character development and stimulating mysteries and peak fiction... you're looking in the wrong place, imo.

[roachclit]

*gives you my orange sliced brain* I want to pull servant komaeda by the chain and do unholy things to him. The inner sadism that comes out when seeing servant komaeda is something else ( I've been spamming your inbox but you haven't komaedaposted in a while so i am giving a little inspiration, ( not ) sorry ) also do you have headcanons or thoughts aside from the piss and smell and microdick or 💔

I would also do unspeakable things to servant komaeda oh my goddd he’s so sad and pathetic and masochistic I wanna [redacted] him and [redacted] and [redacted] 🥴

Jokes aside, here are some less cursed, slightly more wholesome headcanons:

-huge book nerd. I know this is pretty much canon cos he’s always hanging out at the library during free time events but he was definitely the kid who would sit alone and read books during recess.

-he was also one of those kids who got along better with adults than with other kids, and would cling to them in social situations instead of going out and playing. He’d get the whole “old soul” thing bandied at him a lot because he was precocious and polite when really he was just traumatized

-he got really into puzzles and games in an effort to mitigate his dementia. I like to imagine he’s always working on sudoku or a crossword or something, anything to keep his mind sharp

-mentioned this in a previous ask but I think he’d be a classical music nerd too. Chopin is his favorite

-he likes animals a lot. Probably prefers their company to people sometimes. His luck has brought him breathtaking encounters with elusive animals but it’s also caused him to be mauled by. Idk raccoons or something

-I love getting angsty with the luck cycle headcanons. He may have been a weird kid but he must’ve had at least one equally weird friend at some point. who then had something terrible happen to them for associating with komaeda and his volatile luck. Eventually he just gave up on human relationships of any kind, hence the maladjusted freak we know and love

[banesberry-anomoly]

This has been sitting in my drafts since this morning whoops, forgor to post it

Anyways, Dr Victor 'Vicky' Grey (thank you Pog). Hes queer as hell, look at that fucking pose

This is his appearance after The Accident, which is post Act 2 (I have things divided into acts for the story, yall will see why later)

I havent drawn it yet, but Vickys 963 has a Sunstone inlay and is going to be either a bracelet or a choker necklace (theres also second part to the 963 thats connected with a Moonstone inlay, but Im not spoiling it for yall lmao, yall gotta wait until the ref is fully done)

[sepiamestus]

HOW ABOUT some raydon hcs perhaps :] -world's most normal normalest guy

OUGH hiii skye this has been sitting in my drafts for *checks timestamp* EIGHT DAYS bc executives stopped functioning the day i got it so i saved it to come back to latee and then i. Forgor. But anyways ummm ummmm

I imagine the development of there relationship was Slow at first. Immovable object (Ray, who has harbored catholic levels of guilt since he was six years old and doesnt think he deserves affection from the people he hurt) vs unstoppable force (Don, who is obsessed with him)

Furthered by the fact that neither of these fuckers know how to talk ab their feelings. They spend months post escape being totally convinced the other hates them. Its like mutual pining but theyre both being hunted for sport so they dont really have time to talk it out

Don had years to stew over his crush on ray so hes (read: a little) more functional ab it. Ray, on the other hand, never really had time for crushes, and is hit with these very distressing newfound feelings like a ton of bricks and is an absolute disaster about it

The start of their relationship is pretty tentative, seeing as neither of them know wtf theyre doing, which leads to ice cream dates that consist of them staring at each other in silence for twenty consecutive minutes because theyre both waiting for the other to speak first

They both make up for their incompetence in verbal communication in different ways. Don is very tactile and shows affection via small bits of physical contact. Ray is more of an acts of service kind if guy, and likes to give Don random little gifts out of the blue

Once they get over the initial awkwardness tho, they are the clingiest motherfuckers alive. If they are not holding hands 24/7 they will cry and scream and wail

They are soooooo t4t omg. This is true

Don is very secure in his identity, whilst Ray is very new to the idea of messing with his gender (that one post thats like "im probably non binary but i have a job so idc ab that rn" except said job is trying to save your friends from being killed and eaten)

Don says stuff like "this is Ray, she's my boyfriend" as frequently as possible. Ray thinks this is hilarious

Gilda is their main supporter mostly because "oh my god ray you have to go out with him just so he'll shut the fuck up about you"

They ermmmm unmmm ummmm. Are cute 🥺

[burninginthegymplplinko]

MAG 143 - Heart of Darkness

doodle 143/200; days left - 10/110 8/128

just a quick lil' doodle so i can post mag144 which has been sitting in my drafts for like a week now

anyways i have to relisten to this episode bc i forgor to pay attention ((again -__-)) and i remember only the pre- and post- statement part

[marshmellowtea]

um. so. y'all are not going to believe this but i've had this goddamn fic finished for MONTHS but i fucking FORGOT??? IT WAS HERE??? IT'S JUST BEEN SITTING IN MY DRAFTS BECAUSE I FORGOR I HAD THIS BASICALLY FINISHED FIC JUST WAITING TO BE EDITED AND PUBLISHED HGKLDSJFLKSD 😭

ahem. anyway. sorry for yelling lmao. onto the actual fic summary—basically, i decided to write this silly little thing about human, arospec lila trying to talk about a newly formed crush with an aroacespec will. it's very silly and fluffy and writing it made me giggle a lot, don't expect much angst here, aside from like a sprinkling of it for flavor lmao. that being said, small warning for some toxic queerplatonic partner vibes between will and lila, but the vibe is still mostly lighthearted, it's not too heavy or extreme. also, they're working on it, okay :') they're teenagers who grew up in abusive/traumatizing environments (which isn't referenced in the fic but it definitely shapes the way i characterize them), they don't exactly know how to navigate a healthy relationship yet but they're trying goddammit dskjfkdsafj

.....uh, if it's not obvious, i don't remember how i do summaries on tumblr fics ngl. there'll probably be a cleaner one when this gets posted onto ao3 in a day or two, so watch out for that if you'd prefer to read this on there :P tbh depending on how tired i am when i get home from work i might just go ahead and post it on there later today anyway oops

anyway, onto the fic now, hope y'all enjoy! :)

William's curled up on his side, his upper body in Lila's lap and her hands kneading though his hair in a way that mostly feels good, when she suddenly asks the question.

"Is it called a crush because you want to crush them?"

If this were closer to the beginning of their friendship, when he wasn't already used to weird comments like these from her, William might've sat up in shock, giving her a wide eyed expression of surprise she loves to make fun of him for. This is far from the most outrageous thing she's ever said to him at this point, however, so instead, he just furrows his brow and shifts in her lap a little, not even bothering to open his eyes.

"Lila, what on earth are you talking about...?"

She's quiet for a moment, her hands pausing in his hair. He lets out a little whine at the loss of feeling, and she huffs softly before continuing, using a little bit more of her nails than she was before.

"Let's say...like...maybe there's this person someone thinks is...pretty," she says, the words awkward and stilted in a way he's never heard from her before. "And because they're so pretty, that person keeps...fantasizing about...squeezing them. In their arms. Or under them."

"Ew," he says on instinct, his fingers moving to fiddle with the black ring around the middle finger of his left hand. "Is this hypothetical person you, Lila?"

"No, dumbass!" she says, and, well, that almost sounds convincing. "I'm just...asking. For a friend."

"But I'm your only friend?" he asks, genuinely confused. His confusion then turns to pain, however, as she pulls on his hair—apparently she found that insulting. "Ow! Lila!"

"I have friends. Mainly friends you picked out for us—" and here, she huffs, sounding put upon about his choice in companionship, as though she has no choice in whether she hangs out with them too, "—but friends nonetheless."

...okay, admittedly, he understands where the offense came from now. But still, she claims that he's her only friend enough that of course he would make that assumption, and it's kind of not fair for her to punish him for words he's repeating from her. And also, he must reiterate, ow.

"Anyway, it's for a friend," she insists, sounding a bit wounded. "God. Don't be a smartass, Will, it's not flattering on you."

"I'm not trying to be a smartass, you're just—ugh, nevermind," he grumbles, letting his eyes flutter open and sulking at a vague point in the distance. His hand drifts toward the hem of her skirt, and he plays with it absently, rubbing his fingers over the soft fabric. "Putting all that aside, well...um, sorry to your friend, but I don't think I'm the right person to ask about that. I still don't really...understand all that stuff."

"Ugh, right, I forgot you were a fucking loser."

"I'm not a loser!" he protests, but he immediately feels childish for it. He flips onto his stomach to hide his face in her lap, and is instantly rewarded with one of her hands on the nape of his neck, a warm, comforting weight. "That stuff is just...really complicated..."

"Yeah, well, that's cuz you're a loser who's bad with people, it's okay to admit it."

There's a twinge of fondness to the insult, and despite himself, he finds himself smiling a little at her tone. Still, he decides to retaliate by lightly pinching her on the calf, just under the crook of her knee.

"Ow! Will!"

She then retaliates to him by pulling on his hair again, harder this time despite only using one hand this time. He lets out a sharp cry of pain and smacks her on the knee, pulling out of her lap briefly to escape her wrath. She drops her hands once he's fully off of her and sitting up on his knees, and he scowls at her unamusedly. She scowls back at him, the two of them staring at each other for a moment with equal mild annoyance.

Then, face unchanging, Lila pats her thigh, looking even more annoyed when he doesn't immediately lay back down. "Well?"

He huffs, but obliges, flopping back in her lap, this time on his back so he can continue to scowl at her. One of her hands returns to his hair, and the other one grabs one of his hands, though it feels less like she's just trying to hold his hand and more like she's trying to restrain him from pinching her again. Which, really, is super unfair, given that he only pinched her because she was being mean to him. And she pulled his hair first. And because she always does shit like that to him, and he deserves a chance to defend himself...

...but she is petting his hair in a way he likes again, and her face has softened a little, her lips now in that tiny but genuine sort of half smile he's only seen her use on him. He smiles back at her, wobbly and crooked but just as genuine, letting out a little laugh despite how genuinely annoyed he was moments prior.

"You're the worst," he says, and though he kind of means it he also says it with all the affection in the world. "I am sorry I can't answer your question, though."

"Hey, you also suck," Lila says back, but she coos it in the same tone you'd use on a mischievous kitten. "And it's fine, honestly. It wasn't a serious question, anyway. I was just wondering."

They fall quiet for a moment, and William's eyes fall to their enjoined hands, watching as Lila idly traces his fingers with her thumb. He's struck, then, with the oddest thought—that being, the thought that he does love her, in some weird way, despite the constant bickering and occasional minor physical attacks. That no matter how hard she makes it for him, he cares about her, and he wishes she would let him do that without constantly trying to fight on him on it. That he's glad she loves him too, in her own weird way, because he knows she does but he rarely gets to hear her say it out loud.

Not that he could ever say all that to her, of course. She'd probably just make fun of him.

Instead, he says, "If it is you with the crush...you know I'd be here to listen if you wanted to talk about it, right?"

He's fully prepared to let the conversation end there, but she surprises him by letting out a sigh and saying, "I don't even know if it is a crush."

He raises his eyebrows at that, trying not to get too excited at the information he was just given. She'd hate it if he said it out loud, but she's really easy to scare away on these rare moments where she's being open or vulnerable. "What do you mean?" he asks, trying not to let his voice soften too much.

She groans loudly at that, but she hasn't stopped talking, which, score. "I dunno, William, like...the crush question was kind of a joke? But it also kind of wasn't?"

"...elaborate?"

She groans louder, loud enough to startle him a little. She must feel him jump, because she gives his forehead a light pat before entangling her fingers back in his curls, the hair petting having mostly stopped now. "When I think about this person...I want to hold them as tight as possible and not let go. And squeeze their hand and just...hold it. And..." She grimaces, like it pains her to admit it. "And kiss them, maybe. On their stupid fucking face. Among...other things that I suppose I will graciously spare you."

She taps his ring as she says that, making him giggle. "Thank you. I appreciate that," he says, smiling broadly up at her for a moment, before his face falls back into an inquisitive frown. "Uh, but, Lila? I'm no expert, but that...kind of sounds like a crush? I think?"

Lila chews on her lip for a moment, as if considering what she's going to say next. When she finally speaks, William feels his heart cease to beat in his chest.

"I know, but like...a lot of that is stuff I want to do with you."

William feels his face grow hot, and he stammers, ice cold panic rushing through his veins. Yeah, he loves Lila, but it's not—it's not like that, he's not comfortable with—she knows he's not—

"Not the—not the sex stuff!" Lila says suddenly, giving him a harsh shake. "I didn't say I wanted to do all of that with you, take a fucking breath, Will!"

Oh, he did stop breathing for a second there, didn't he? He inhales deeply as she told him to, letting her lightly push him upright into a sitting position on the bed. He twists around a bit so the two of them are side by side, and she immediately tugs him closer until his head is on her shoulder, awkwardly patting his back in a way he thinks she thinks is comforting. It's a little much, honestly, given that his moment of panic really was just a moment—it was instant relief hearing that she wasn't into him in that way, and it was kind of silly for his brain to jump to that conclusion in the first place anyway since he mostly knows where they'd drawn the lines in their relationship, even if they've never properly talked about it—but he likes these rare occasions where she attempts to fuss over him, so he's not going to protest it. It's kind of sweet, really, even if it's obvious that she has no idea how to comfort another human being.

"Ugh," she says, sounding more embarrassed than exasperated. "Ugh, I said that in the stupidest way, sorry." Then, after a pause, she adds, "I mean...it's all just stupid, anyway."

"Aww, no it's not," William says gently, very comfortable in his place nestled against her side. "I guess I get what you mean though. I know I don't have a crush on you, but I like cuddling you and stuff. I'd also feel weird if I suddenly felt the same thing toward someone else but with...other stuff too."

"Yeah," Lila says, sounding mopey. Probably because she's moping, if he had to guess. "It's not just that, either, wanting to touch this person the way I touch you also feels...different. Different in a way that's hard to pin down." She grabs his hand, having lost it in the shuffle of him sitting up, and once again starts tracing his fingers, running her thumb from the back of his hand, over his knuckles, down to his fingernails. "Like when I do this, it's nice, but I don't do it and think about you as my boyfriend. That'd be disgusting."

William barks out a laugh at that. Technically, it could be an insult toward him, but... "I understand what you're getting at, yeah. I want to be close to you, but you're not, like, my girlfriend or anything, and I wouldn't really want you to be. You're just my friend, but, like...a friend I want to cuddle sometimes."

"Stop saying that we cuddle," Lila scoffs, but the usual harshness of her tone is still rather muted. "But...yeah. Exactly. It's different, and it's weird."

William hums sympathetically, giving her arm a light pat. "Yeah," he says quietly. "That does sound weird." Then, after a pause, "I'm sorry. I wish I could help you more."

Lila huffs, letting her cheek rest against his head. "I wish you could help me more too," she bemoans, interlocking their fingers and giving his hand a light squeeze. "But, whatever. Just talking about it was nice, so you're not completely useless..."

Once again, William just chuckles at that. He can hear the unsaid Thank you in her voice, and he appreciates it, even if he does wish she would just be straightforwardly nice to him sometimes. Hell, not even just to him, oftentimes he wishes she would be nice in general.

But...she's working on it. He thinks. There's been a notable difference in the way she speaks to Martha, Ellie, and Regina, anyway. She's still on guard around Jim and Mike, and god, he doesn't really know what her deal with Tanya is, but she's friendlier with those three, at least. And...she's been more gentle with him, too. At the very least there's been less pinching.

He's proud of her. Which is another thing he can't tell her if he doesn't want her to laugh in his face, but, hey. Maybe one of these days.

"...you wanna lay down now?"

Her question pulls him out of his introspection, and William hums in assent, finally pulling his head off of her shoulder. "Are we gonna take a nap now?" he asks, rubbing at his face absently. "I got pretty close to falling asleep before, well, you know."

She sniffs, pulling her legs up on the bed and stretching out behind him, her arms and legs reaching each end of the mattress before she rolls back onto her side and brings them back in again. "I mean, you can sleep if you want. I don't know if I will."

"You're not at all tired?" he asks, curling up on his side next to her. They're face to face, now, and he can see the exhaustion in her face, as well as the slight flush left over from their conversation.

"Not really," she sniffs. "I mean, I don't think I am enough to fall asleep. I just want to rest my eyes a little."

"Oh, okay," he says, scooting a little closer to her. "I might fall asleep. You didn't want to talk more, did you?"

Lila shakes her head rather than verbally answer, and William smiles to himself. She's probably going to fall asleep too, judging by the way she's gotten quieter, but even if she doesn't, he knows she'll let him sleep if he needs to. Unless something important happens. Or if she gets too bored, which is something important in Lila's eyes.

She kind of is the worst, but luckily for her, he kind of does love her.

He lets his eyes fall closed then, pressing further into her warmth until he's tucked up under her chin. She doesn't fight him on it, instead wrapping a loose arm over him, and he knows he's very close to drifting off when he hears her ask one last thing.

"You're really not going to ask who my hypothetical crush is on, are you?"

It's an interesting remark—it almost sounds like she's disappointed. Still, it's not interesting enough for him to open his eyes. "I kinda figured I wouldn't be able to get it out of you," he mumbles, his voice muffled by her collarbone. "Why?"

"...I dunno. I just thought you would ask," she says, starting to sound close to sleep herself.

"Did you want me too?"

"No." She says it too quickly. And then amends, "Maybe..."

He laughs sleepily, resting one curled up hand on the small of her waist, wanting to be closer, trying to absorb the warmth she's emanating—she's always run weirdly warm, while he runs weirdly cold. He tries not too think too hard about the way that makes them fit so well together. "Tell you what. When I wake up, I'll pester you about it as much as you want me to. Is that okay?"

"I didn't want you to pester me," she protests, scowl audible in her voice. "Just ask."

He laughs again, suddenly overwhelmed with a feeling of contentment. "'m gonna pester you so hard," he mumbles, picturing the dirty look he knows she's giving him despite his still closed eyes. "'m not gonna leave you alone until you give me answers. S'only fair."

"How's that fair?"

"I mean...you pester me when I try to keep secrets from you."

"I don't..." Lila protests, but she sounds amusingly unsure. "Besides, since when did you try to keep secrets from me anyway...?"

"Mm. I stopped tryin' cuz you'd always get them outta me."

"Well, that just sounds like your fault."

"...maybe you've got me there," he mumbles, chuckling softly. "I jus' think it's my turn to needle somethin' out of you this time, mmkay?"

"Yeah, well, good luck with that," Lila grumbles, making him giggle more.

The two of them then lapse into a comfortable silence, aside from their quiet breathing. William is just about asleep when he feels more than hears Lila murmur something against his hair.

"Love you, Will. No matter what happens."

He smiles widely at that. She must think he's asleep—rarely does she say that she loves him without him saying it first. Even then, he usually receives it with a (nonetheless fond) eye roll, so hearing it now sounding so genuine is a nice treat.

"Love you too, Lila," he mumbles back, his voice slurred from exhaustion. "Love you so so much."

Given the way she tenses, he was probably right in thinking that she thought he was asleep. Still, she doesn't respond with a protest or a quip like she normally does, whether because of her tiredness, or maybe she just wanted to let a nice moment linger for once. Either way, he'll count that as a win.

It doesn't take him long to drift off after that, the smile not leaving his face even as he sleeps.

[liliallowed]

I FORGOR MY CLOSURE WIPS AAAAAA IM SO SORRY

ma birb Boi has been sitting in my drafts

the piled up asks.... hhhh

[excaive]

This has almost definitely been answered, but can a person have multiple parasites? What if they try to have multiple major parasites? Naturally or with modified parasites? I figured someone could have way more minor parasites if I understand the lore so far correctly, but what would the limit for minor parasites be? Sorry for the redundant questions but this is rlly interesting!

And on that note, one final question! Do parasites ever get into little fights over the body space the occupy? Like minor parasites fighting over real estate or even a major parasite scooting some minor parasites out to take up the space?

Sorry if this is all completely wrong to ur lore but either way i love the writing you've done its all rlly cool!! <3

(SRY IT TOOK A HOT MINUTE TO REPLY I was writing a response the other day but had to dip to do stuff so it’s been sitting in my drafts and I forgor about it💀) WELL LOVELY ANON I LOVE REPEATING MYSELF LIKE A BROKEN RECORD 💖💖💖

That said I do recall I've talked about this somewhat, but I think that was just on my own accord, and let's be real Tumblr isn't known for their amazing search engine, AND it's not like I have a comprehensible well written paper on all my lore available + I literally can't expect every single person who follows me to read Everything I post about OR remember Everything I've Said bc that's impossible

And there's always the chance ya come with a question I haven't considered or it's about something I haven't developed much yet and then you help me figure it out! That's always fun :3

SO

A person can have up to 7 minor parasites and 1 major parasite before it might pose a risk for straining the bond with the parasites. This is however just a guideline - it can vary from person to person, being a few more or less.

And if you DO have a major parasite, it can merge with natural minor parasites, which reduces bond strain, and you'd be able to get some more minor parasites. I don't have an exact number but like. the major parasite can only merge with a limited amount of minor parasites before THAT would pose a risk for strain, on top on any additional minor parasites a person gets. But it would not ever get over the 20 number mark in total of parasites (includes the minor parasites merged with the major parasite) because That's Just Too Much Man.

Regarding the guidline, a person CANNOT have more than 1 major parasite because those are more autonomous than minor parasites and getting another one is gonna strain the bond real bad, making it Unstable, Unhealthy, Chained, Broken - or in the worst case scenario it will result in a Take Over (lethal - either the parasite becomes malicious and Wants To Kill You((happens often with modified major parasites)) OR the parasite is literally losing its grip on its sanity and panics and kills its host and itself in that action)

As for parasites tussling for space, this never really happens! Sharing is caring :] Parasites are all homies with each other and they’re all down for merging to compromise and combine attributes - and major parasites will gladly take minor parasites into itself if desired and to reduce bond strain.

THAT SAID. Modified minor parasites, especially the ones who hold more attributes than they can naturally, can easily become miserable at any sign of bond strain, becoming incompatible, and become desperate and might turn on other minor parasites in an attempt to alleviate the strain. It’s not done with malicious intent, the modified minor parasite is just suffering and wants it to stop :’) If there’s a major parasite present, it will initiate a Parasite Override, aka kill the modified minor parasite out of mercy, if it does show signs of incompatibiliy.

It’s not an ideal situation but it needs to be done so it doesn’t jeopardize the stability of the bond to the host, which would make the rest of the parasites and host miserable too.

Thank u for the ask!!! feel free to ask me more stuff whether it’s about anything I’ve already said or you’re wondering about something else :3 💖