#thread: seth 3

[alasdairxbishop]

The nephilim matched Seth's smirk with one of his own, his eyebrows lifting a little at the other's question as he kept his gaze locked with those lovely blue eyes. "Do you really want me to describe my punishments to you, Seth?" He asked, tilting his head ever so slightly, the smirk still playing at his lips. His master had ended up punishing him a few times since he'd ended up in his ownership, but that didn't mean his Bishop attitude was going away any time soon. He refused to lose himself like that.

"Huh, guess I get that," Seth said, making a face while tilting his head briefly in consideration. He could relate to that feeling of powerlessness having once been a collared slave himself down in the Undercroft. His mouth curved into a lazy smirk as they turned in their dance. "So I see the power negation is really helping his plan on that," he laughed. "What's he done about your attitude, Dair?"

[bleed-more]

Hi!

I found your blog because of your ask blog and have been keeping up to date with Tim's asker antics. I just felt the need to get out some opinions in a place I know someone will hear it, and my brain is telling me I can't do shit about Marble Hornets on my own blog until I post my own art about it, so I hope you're fine with me rambling about it here. (If I'm somehow crossing a line of sorts, please let me know.) Also, fair warning. This is long. Very long. I put a TL;DR at the bottom.

I feel like this fandom should appreciate Seth as a character more. Most people kinda just use him as the secondary butt to "brought the dog" jokes, and while that is an amusing line, I feel like Seth has a lot of untapped potential as a character that isn't really thought about because of that joke being spun into his only personality trait. From what I've seen, people seem to entirely forget or ignore a little something about him being the founding member of ToTheArk. He and Brian are the only two characters throughout the entire story to work together successfully. Tim and Brian? They fell out. Jay and Alex? They fell out. Tim and Jay? You guessed it, they fell out. Seth and Brian are the only ones who could actually work together in a functional partnership until the end, but because people only really bring up Seth as the guy Alex yelled at for bringing his dog, that leaves a lot of untapped potential with their dynamic. What kind of person was Seth to be the only person able to collaborate with someone successfully while under the Operator's influence? Were him and Brian already close before it all happened? Was he just the only one with decent communication skills?? Plus, he's the one who started guiding Jay on the path towards answers, which implies that he knows quite a lot about what's going on. I personally imagine Seth to be a similar person to Jeff from EMH. He's calm and collected, good with tech, and quite good with solving and creating puzzles. Intelligent and very caring, wanting to see all the people he cares about make it out alive, so he's doing his best to help get this stuff sorted out for good while trying to maintain a level of anonymity so nobody else he loves gets caught in the cross fire.

TL;DR: People should really start thinking about Seth's dynamics and him as a character more beyond him bringing his dog.

YES YES YES YOU NAILED IT I 100% AGREEE

I have an entire novel's worth of headcanons I've collected about Seth because listen listen hear me out...

90% of the loose ends and plot holes left in Marble Hornets, when filled by Seth, make for an EXTREMELY compelling story that opens up an entire second off-screen plot line with Seth and Brian going parallel with Jay and Tim.

I feel like Night Mind said it best on his "Marble Hornets Explained series":

"When you finally stop to think about everything we've revealed, you begin to realize Marble Hornets was never actually a horror story."

"It was a revenge story."

I actually plan on digging into this fully through Act 3 of @ohgreat-moretapes 👀👀👀 and until then if you guys send headcanon asks here I will answer them!!!! (Just keep in mind some theories I propose about Seth might technically be "spoilers" if you wanna wait for the reveals over at the ask blog. I'll don't think ask blog spoilers will happen too often but just in case I'll put a spoiler warning above posts like that).

@sunnytheopossum is also working on a comic detailing the off-screen rise and fall of ToTheArk which I am SO HYPE for, so go send him lots of love and support too!!!

We need more Seth advocates out there!!! We shall canonize him the way he deserves!!!!

[grcveyacd]

“ you know that you’re an asshole, right? “ // @dialsdrnk - muse roulette meme

[moondrvnk]

closed event starter for your choice of muse !! // @slithercdfromeden

"y'know, it's kind of a missed opportunity that there's no hot dog eating contest. hot dogs and the fourth of july just go together. jennifer coolidge knew what she was talking about." seth mused between bites of his fourth fifth? hot dog. a spot of ketchup ketchup clung to the corner of their mouth as they continued on. "i would have devoured the competition. honestly!"

[luckykittysshowerthoughts]

Fine by me

Doing one of these but with my mutuals after seeing this image on my dash today!!

..Y'know he may be the god of war but.. I'm not mad. No, no not at all. :)

@xxgalacticambitionsxx @hatbox-apologist @ghostingyourass79 @kittieshauntedourfantasy @emerald194 @thatonerabbit @comical-icicle

[firenati0n]

traffic light tag game <3 :)

Thanks to my love @cha-melodius for the tag! this seems so fun! it will be my substitution for sunday sentences as well!

rules: talk about something creative you're working on of any kind. 🚦 green: what is it about, what excited you about it, what sparked the idea? 🚦 orange: slow down and share something from it: a photo, a few words, some more background info etc. 🚦 red: what is the roadblock currently? what is one thing that is a necessary evil in making it?

green:

working on my multichap called two years from tomorrow, where alex and henry are, to avoid fun spoilers, roommates-slash-lovers-with-a-twist. architect!henry x lawyer!alex :) mostly epistolary, which is a fun new muscle to stretch. it is an interesting new genre and challenge. there is a magic mailbox involved. don't look at me.

orange:

idk what words to share that won't be confusing or too revealing, so here's a picture of the lake house and a scene from the movie the lake house, the inspo for this fic. don't google the movie NO SPOILERSSSSSS

red:

my brain is mostly mush after a rough year. it's been a hell of a time (derogatory) recently in both my personal life and my fandom life but we continue to persevere! I'm just a very slow writer as well, and i told myself that i would finish this fic before posting because there are a lot of threads in it i have to keep straight. so I'm doing my best to keep chugging right along, slowly and steadily. that's the necessary evil in writing this, that it has to be written fully before posting. how am i supposed to get my dopamine if i can't post it rn fajskldjflkasdf

i also don't write a LOT so like. this fic feels very short. i am not very wordy, unfortunately. but folks who have seen sneak peeks of it seem happy so far! so i can't complain :D

xoxo roop

+ open tag and tagging folks back:

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[derpy7664]

So I am bad at traditional art. But I Love writing lyrics so here is what I wrote for Bittersweet #BSArtWeek #YuuriVoice [Verse] (Alphonse) Ive been running and running from the life that I lead Trying to be everything they wanted me to be I swear I was good I did all things that you wanted me too And yet here we are here stand and I fucking hate you You arent the man I knew. They guy I fell for. Your angry and twisted and hardened and warped but you aint the man I fell for. [Verse 2] (Seth) I know ive been gone And you wanted me to stay away I know I hurt you and damn it I hurt me too But you were my life & you were my dream So believe me when I say Everything I did, I did for you and me. I did so we could both me Free. But you left me for [Pre-Chorus] Some goddamn jolene (dont call them Jolene) You never fucking knew me (I know you all too well) I took the fall for you! (But I never asked you too!) [Chorus] And now were here at the crossroads. Thinkin bout the lifes we led. And we arent too proud But here and now those memories those sunny days the many fights those lonely night Every memory of you has gooooooooooooone Bittersweet [Verse 3] (Seth) I had to go. Had to give you the chance to grow. to love you is to leave you so you and your Boo Can live the fairytale I couldnt give you. And yet every thing just pulls me back to you I aint try to fight Cause I aint want a war Some coming back I feel off track and I dont know where to go. [Verse 4] (Alphonse) Seeing you here seeing you like this It brings back old fears Brings back a mist to my eyes As I cry I cant believe my eyes. [Pre-Chorus] Tell me who hurt you (Alphonse I dont wanna fight) Think about your life here and the love and the light (Man fuck all of that. He's the one in the wrong) I cant let go of they way he hurt you (But you dont gotta go off the rails)

[Chorus] And now were here at the crossroads. Thinkin bout the lives we led. And we arent too proud But theres a sinking thread And we gotta act now cant let you get harmed but going back now If it means protecting You Saving our family from harm Then I guess the moment is Bittersweet(edited)

(Hopefully I can finish the video and submit it but here are the lyrics. I hope you like the odd bittersweet musical song)

[rhysdasiorarchive]

Rhys had received a scathing account of events from his father the morning after Cairo’s visit to the family estate. Whilst the older witch hadn’t been a bother, nor had he made his presence within their fortress an unpleasant experience for Rhys’ parents, the very fact that a dark magic user had been granted access to the wealth of resources and archives housed within the Dasior residence without any proper correspondence between Rhys and either parent had been a point of contention, namely because he knew they’d kick up a fuss and overcomplicate things if they’d been properly informed when there really wasn’t time for that. According to Edward, he and Charlotte had remained with Cairo whilst he gathered what he needed, the occasional barbed comment uttered with every movement made by the intruder. When Cairo had finally left (not that he’d taken long, the Dasiors were simply creatures of habit and unrealistically high expectations), repeated attempts to contact Rhys to question him on just what he thought he was doing were made. Rhys had managed to deflect their efforts until Charlotte’s dream walking had trapped Rhys in an unescapable confrontation, the utterance of his father’s call in the morning serving as more than enough of a heads up for the grilling he was in for come sunrise. He hadn’t gone back to sleep after. He’d been too unsettled to rest properly and too irritated by his inability to remind his mother of her own divination abilities; they wouldn’t have been caught off-guard by Cairo’s arrival if she’d bothered to glimpse ahead, after all.

Fortunately, all of that had long since been pushed to the back of Rhys’ mind as he focused on the witch standing before him. “Sounds manageable,” Rhys replied lightly, the first hint of a genuine smile tugging at the corners of his lips. Though there was still so much to endure, Rhys could finally begin to feel a little hopeful about it all. Rhys nodded as Cairo outlined when his presence would be needed and said nothing as the older witch wandered off, watching the door fall shut behind him with a sigh that seemed to reverberate throughout his entire being. Rhys paced the length of the office as he waited, clenching and unclenching his fists as he wandered to try and expel some of the anxious energy building within him as the minutes dragged out. When the door to the adjoining room finally opened again, Rhys was through the doorway in a heartbeat, scanning his gaze over the gate with a soft, barely audible sound of surprise. Whilst he’d expected something jarring, this was more than he’d bargained for. The augmenting potion he’d reluctantly downed earlier still thrummed vibrantly through his system, his divination magic feeling as if it would become a separate entity from him entirely as he mentally prepared himself to track Seth down. If Cairo had prepared everything just right, the few meagre belongings of Seth’s that Rhys had delicately swiped from the younger witch’s office that decorated the gate’s circumference would help to make the search and rescue a lot easier. 

The magic within the room was palpable, the entire space alive with the intensity of it all. A small part of Rhys questioned if it should feel as intense as it did but with Seth’s retrieval occupying as much space within Rhys’ mind as it did, the witch couldn’t bring himself to fret over the particulars. Wandering closer to the gate, Rhys peered down at it and took a steady breath to mentally prepare himself once and for all for what was to come, marking himself with the sign of the cross for good measure before the sound of Cairo’s voice tore him from his reverie, the shove following a second later, plunging Rhys further and further away from normality until the scalding temperatures of Hell began to register. Steadying himself as he finally regained his footing, Rhys strengthened his mental shielding for good measure, the magical barrier surrounding him providing at least a little peace of mind as he took in the harrowing sights surrounding him. He couldn’t afford to get sucked into the horrors surrounding him; locating Seth and getting out were the only priorities. Sparing a glance back at Cairo, Rhys arched an eyebrow at him in questioning at the vague hint of a distraction emanating from the older witch. “It’s gonna take a little more than teleportation to get Seth out of here with me if you and I go our separate ways, isn’t it? You got any last-minute tips about getting out of here in record time if things go south?”

"Great mind on you." Cairo chided knowing just how much his family hadn't cared to have him around when he'd been allowed in that library. The dark witch sure to get his before he did anything for Rhys regardless if it was bringing Seth back or not. He wanted to make sure he had access to what he needed knowing he could kill two birds with one stone though the Dasior family was sure to keep an eye on him. Apparently they weren't as trusting of those who were deep in the dark arts for some reason.

"You can not get in my way, how about that?" Cairo said noting everything he needed and a few extra things he didn't for this spell were where he asked. Those were things he needed for something else he'd need when the gate was open because if Rhys thought Cairo was going to do something like this and not take advantage for himself, he was sorely mistaken. Course he didn't expect a naive white witch to know a damn thing about the spells or his intent. "I'll let you know when to come in."

It wasn't a request as Cairo left the other shutting the door on him. He went in the room and set up things using blood magic to draw out what was needed. The spell for the gate wasn't as hard, the other one was much more in-depth and took longer to set up. Even more so since it was a first for Cairo, but soon enough he finished and allowed the other in just before he opened the gate, which would be distracting enough to keep Rhys from noticing the secondary spell Cairo cast.

"Go get em, Daisor." Cairo said shoving Rhys in the gate. Cairo followed but was on his own side quest. Seth wasn't who he was after.

[yuurivoice]

Felt like sharing a little update with my morning coffee!

As you very likely saw yesterday, writing has been going well. After months and months of "I know what's gonna happen, I just haven't written it yet" the new studio space has really given me a leg up when it comes to locking in and hammering out some writing.

I had to refamiliarize myself with where I left off, and make some tweaks to that so it would reflect what adjustments needed to be made to reflect things I knew would be coming in later entries. That bit is always a bit more time consuming because it's more meticulous, and as you pull back layers of details it creates some additional threads you might need to tug on as well. Believe me when I say, there is one particular thread that led me to some very exciting revelations and ideas.

Yesterday was the first time I had all of the backtracking done and I could just start yapping. Moving on to the next episode of EoE was a lot of fun because I've only had some vague "this, then this, then that, then this" ideas of how it would go, which is my typical process, and it's always a thrill to plug my brain in and see what details were lurking beneath. The same kind of magic I felt with BitterSweet is there for the taking in EoE as well, so I'm having more fun than I've had in a long time now that I'm really cooking.

Characters who had codenames, like Smithy, now have proper names and their voices are becoming clearer the more I write. Codename Knife Pervert is a delight as well.

I recently revisited Chapter 1 of BitterSweet and recognized how neutral Seth's voice was, compared to where he's at in chapter 2 and 3. Mind you, I don't mean literally his voice (but also...lol), but written voice. The distinct way that a character is written, dialog in this case. With that in mind as I dive into these new characters I've never actually written, I'm much more conscious of the need for that distinction and I think it represents an improvement in my writing.

The dynamic between many of these characters really tickles my brain because we're going beyond Character x Listener POV, or any sort of straightforward romantic connections between characters. Although I'm very certain there will be characters getting shipped (and I'll be right there with you lol), it's nice to be writing without the vague goal of selling smut. Although that'll happen a bit as well.

I'm very optimistic about the amount of work that's going to get done over the next couple of months. Proper audio content coming in the meantime as well, but it's a bit more exciting that the creative clog has been passed and the big projects are moving again. :3

[akumastrife]

might drown in these tides between us // AFTG (Selkie/Pirate AU)

Rating: Mature (canon typical violence, drinking and drug use, smut in later chapters, mentions of past abuse.) Fandom: AFTG/The Foxhole Court Pairings: MattNeil and Andreil (background: MattDan, Rennison, Allison/Seth, maybe I'll throw kevin in there idk the devil's been speaking to me.) pirates love sharing booty ok this ship's open relationships are vast Word Count: CHAPTER 1 (out of????) 3.7k {Read full chapter on AO3 and subscribe for future chapters!} Summary: Neil's spent too long running and hiding, too long lying and pretending, to ruin it all with a stupid bout of carelessness. He should run, but with one foot on land and the other in the sea and his skin pulling too tight wherever he goes, he's running out of options as his past gets closer to catching up to him. Or: The Selkie!Neil AU that got away from me. Written for the @aftg-paranormal event =3

“Crossbow!” Dan roars over the ringing canon fire.

“Not for long,” Allison throws back. She lunges over a sliding box and scoops up a rifle out of Renee’s hands. “Seth!” She shouldn’t’ve wasted the breath. He’s already sprinting across the deck and skidding between her and the railing.

She swings the barrel of the rifle onto his shoulder to steady and—between one breath and the next—they’re both deathly still on the rolling deck; Allison sighting her target high up in the other ship’s rigging.

Neil’s not sure his ears will ever stop ringing from the boom of cannons, the shouting, the clang of metal, the splintering of wood. But in that moment as he ducks behind the mast, he can somehow hear the exact moment Allison inhales slow and smooth, the catch as Seth doesn’t breathe at all, and fletching singing through air as an arrow skims scant centimeters from Allison’s cheek.

He watches the drop of blood fall to the deck, soaking in. 

She fires and the man tumbles down, scream stolen on the wind.

Seth cheers as Nicky whoops, hurling something at him. Neil doesn’t get a good look at what—Seth swings a cricket bat and sends it sailing across the space between their ships.

Another man falls.

It’s over fast after that, with a furiously waving white shirt and several of the crew swinging over onto the enemy deck.

Neil stays where he is, heart thumping fast but not from exertion. The boarding crew will handle what to take, who to spare. He’s content not to have a hand in it, distancing himself from the violence as much as he can. Instead focusing on keeping his head down and bringing Abby and Aaron bandages where needed, clumsily catching the hammer Andrew tosses at him to start temporary patching. He grimaces at the jarring of his thumb, but says nothing.

The work is becoming familiar, and there’s a certain surety in having a set role. Knowing what’s expected of him even if he hasn’t yet got a handle on all of it. He’s learning. Fast enough, if Kevin is only snapping at him that they’ll dump him on the nearest island, instead of actually doing it. They’ve passed two already this week, and Kevin has yet to make good on any threats.

He deftly coils up rope, and ties down a crate that’s come loose.

He climbs the rigging with a thick needle in his mouth to stitch up a rip in a sail. Almost-smiles at Nicky across the way, hanging down by his knees to catch a bulky spool of the waxed thread they use for repairs. Nicky smiles enough for both of them, laughing brightly at something Dan’s said, leveraging himself up to join him in his work.

Neil’s not forgiven him. Might not for a while yet. But he can accept the spool and cut off a length with the knife strapped to his chest before handing it back.

It’s all necessary, but tedious at the same time. A little less so with the chatter and cheers and ribbing floating around him. He’s happy enough letting it happen without him, sinking into the folds.

Familiarity is certain death. Familiarity breeds complacency—will make him docile as a calf to slaughter.

He clenches his hand against the trembling, forces a cough through the tight squeeze in his chest. Shakes his mother’s voice from his head.

Shakes Nicky’s eyes from him as he wipes his hand on his breeches, surprised at the smear of blood. He sticks his pricked finger into his mouth, ignoring the sting and the taste of grime, salt, and gunpowder ground into his skin.

That, too, is becoming familiar enough to not be worth his notice.

He’s not sure if it’s crashing waves or seabirds screaming in his ears.

{Read the rest of the first chapter on AO3 and subscribe for future chapters!}

[mermaidgirl30]

Wip Wednesday!

Thank you for the tags @sawymredfox @milla-frenchy @604to647 @yxtkiwiyxt @joelalorian 🩷

I’ve been focusing on Dark Shades of Innocence Lost, so here are some things I’ve been also working on!

1. Dark Shades Part 4

He nods as he traces thick fingers through his tousled curls, his eyes sparkling almost onyx as he pulls the iPhone out of the pocket of his dark jeans. His thumb flips through his pictures carefully, and you tense as you see his biceps flex as his fingers work the phone, practically shredding the green flannel that threads around his broad shoulders. You can barely breathe standing this close to him, and he hasn’t even done anything to you today.

Fuck. You’ve got it so bad.

2. QZ! Joel

He’s strong, broad, dominant. He likes to be in control, loves to push the soldiers to their breaking point like he did with Seth. He knows how to get his way, knows exactly how to play games with FEDRA.

He could snap the neck of any man that even tried to get their hands on him or order him around. His menacing gaze was all it took for them to back off enough, drop whatever argument they were trying to start. You knew this because you were watching him on the streets when you worked, stealing glances every second you could when you saw the tall, broad man who saved you so many nights ago. Now you were hooked.

3. Joel watches as another woman goes down on you one shot

His self control spirals, his hard cock pressed taut to the edge of his zipper. He’s so fucking hard, precum spilling down his shaft as he sits and stares. He doesn’t care about the other woman, doesn’t care that she’s completely naked and worshipping your body the way that he should be doing. He did this for you, did this for your birthday. Just a fantasy you wanted to try out, just a one time thing. So he obliged, found you a real nice girl, one that would go down on you the way he should be doing.

So he watches, stares at your perfect body, watches the way you splay your legs open, watches the way you writhe against her wet tongue, watches the way your eyes roll back every time she gives you another nice, long lick. And fuck are you pretty.

NP tags and anyone else who wants to play! @alltheirdamn @ozarkthedog @mountainsandmayhem @aurorawritestoescape @janaispunk @burntheedges

@studioghibelli @joelsgreys @atticrissfinch @joelsdagger

[grcveyacd]

“ why are you laughing? this is a very serious situation." // @theknifeinyou rolled the dice & got seth norris

[blackstar5078]

EggCartonSMP Day 19 to 25! (Part 1)

(Had a busy week, so you get summaries of various days in one reblog thread. These will not work as usual, as I’m trying to keep them as brief as possible, plus every important conversation will most likely only be written instead of showing the pics of the signs).

Summary under the cut!

Day 19

(This happened during June 21st).

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Wither woke up and Bluebell was awake to greet her as usual. The little gator mentioned that a new person woke up around the area and also that something odd happened. Wither only had the journal as source of explanation next.

Wither: That’s sure interesting. I am not sure what the redstone thing is, but I would love to meet the new people.

They noticed that one of them was still around, so they went to say hi.

Wither: Hello, nice to meet you :D

Seth: Greetings.

Seth looked at Bluebell.

Seth: This Is Your Guardian?

Wither: You could say I’m a guardian, yeah!

It was then when Seth gave Bluebell a gift.

Seth: Now You Can Cut Free.

Bluebell: Oh wow! Thank you! :D

Seth: Of Course.

Seth mentioned that she was looking for the ocean. Wither and Bluebell offered to help. They traveled together to a perfect spot. There were interesting conversations on the way while Wither had to be absent for a little bit.

Bluebell: We don’t entirely know to be honest. She’s different from everyone else on the island.

Seth: I See. Did She Find You Or Did You Find Her?

Bluebell: We woke up in a place around the exact same time. Found each other really.

Seth: Acknowledged.

Bluebell: There’s the ocean! :D

Seth: I Thank You. I Missed The Creatures Here.

Bluebell: They are very pretty! :D

Seth: They Are. Have You Met Some Of Them?

Bluebell: I have some fish friends at home! And I’ve swam here before :3

Seth: That Is Very Good. Do You Remember The Water When You Were Younger?

Bluebell: I didn’t… see the water when I was younger.

Seth: A Tragedy.

Bluebell: White walls… Loneliness… C.A.T.S

Seth: You Did Not Have A Guardian Then?

Bluebell: I don’t really remember…

Wither returned in the middle of this conversation and didn’t say anything, just hugged Bluebell.

Seth: It Is Good You Are Here.

Bluebell: I’m happy to be here, yes :3

Wither: I’m happy you’re here too <3

Seth: You Shall Be Here For Much Longer Under The Stewardship Of Your Guardian.

Bluebell: Yeah! I feel very safe with Wither around :3

Seth: This Is Good.

Seth observed the area of the beach around them.

Seth: My Social Matrix Seems To Not Have Sustained Damage. This Is Good.

Seth proposed to build an area for both Wither and Bluebell in her soon-to-be home, an idea that they eagerly accepted, before deciding to go visit Lillian and say goodbye.

Seth: Your Presence Was Worthy. Take Care.

One tp later, they arrived to Lillian’s village and found her working on the construction.

Wither and Bluebell offered to help her after a bit of a catch up of the last few days. The purple creature decided to get wool, so Lillian could mark the construction spots with carpets. Bluebell stayed behind for a while, until she reunited with Wither, explaining that she was feeling homesick without her around.

Bluebell returned to Lillian a bit before Wither was done and all three were back at the village.

She caught them on another interesting conversation, though.

Wither: Yeah, it is recommended that I don’t go…

Lillian: Recommended? By who? Or is it just from you?

Wither: From me, really.

Lillian: Do you just not like it? Is it too hot or something?

Wither: It could be very dangerous if I approach it. Not because of the Nether itself.

Lillian: Have you never seen it? Just getting closet to an entrance causes it?

Wither: No, I have sure been there, but someone helped me out.

Wither crouched to Bluebell to indicate that she was fine.

Lillian: No idea who?

Wither: Someone important, he’s a Farmer and an engineer.

Lillian: He’s not here is he? Not on the island?

Wither: No, he stayed at home. I came here on my own.

Lillian: That’s really brave, coming alone sounds scary.

Wither: I wanted a chance to find myself and my purpose. I only stopped when I found Bluebell.

Lillian: And it’s been you two ever since?

Wither: You could say. Rox hangs out a lot with us too.

Lillian: Well, I guess you could say four? Are Soul and Fire separate from you?

Wither: Yeah! They are sentient of their own. They just have a harder time trusting people.

Lillian: That’s fair. Well, hello anyways, Soul and Fire! o/

Wither: They are a bit hesitant but said hi back :D

Bluebell: It’s still there.

Lillian: Could I see it another day? Or see the coords so I can go myself? I’m a bit curious about all the government stuff… It doesn’t sound good.

Bluebell: I went back accidentally recently, it’s pretty empty. But we can show you.

Lillian: I’m mostly curious what it looks like.

Wither: Sure! When you wanna go?

Lillian: I guess whenever we’re all up next xD. We did have a project we were working on xD.

Wither said that they had to go to sleep, though. Lillian mentioned that she has a Fletcher they can use before they left.

Wither got to read Bluebell’s journal once more for the day.

Wither: She wants a cat? Well… to be fair, Soup also wanted many.

Bluebell: Yeah, but the gray one, freaked me out a Little.

Wither: I understand. It’s a bad memory association, I know how it is.

Bluebell: Like, what if all the gray ones are C.A.T.S? What then…

Wither: Fire says that they will be on the look out.

Bluebell: Ok… I trust in you, guys.

Bluebell and Wither gave each other their goodbye hugs before going to sleep.

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Day 20

(This happened during June 22nd).

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Wither found Bluebell cooking when she woke up.

She also found a ghost on the couch.

Wither: Hello :D

Azura: Well, hello there, lovely seeing u 2 awake.

Wither: You new around here?

Azura: Not exactly.

Wither: Oh?

Azura: I’ve been around here for a while.

Once established that she was just haunting and chilling, Wither let the ghost be and decided to go meet up with Sky at Spawn alongside Bluebell.

They talked a bit about the library and checked on him. Then they decided to go see how Karl was doing next.

They invited him to explore the Mansion they found a couple of weeks back. Unfortunately, the flames that were already there consumed everything, including the chests. Only the Allays survived.

Since that expedition failed, Wither proposed to go somewhere else for loot. Bluebell gave the idea that they could go to the Spooky City Sky was working on reclaiming.

Sky was also there to help them out.

Problem was… there was a lot of Soulfire around. Wither tried her best to remain calm and not panic around everyone else, but she could feel how overwhelming some of her senses were becoming.

Back home safely, she took a minute to sit and breathe a bit far from Bluebell, all while she was organizing inventory.

Wither looked and… Bluebell was right. She immediately backed away and sat down, trying her best to calm down again.

Bluebell was carefully getting on her range of vision, without getting too close.

Wither ran, without saying anything else. She kept going, until she stumbled upon Lillian’s village, and did not hesitate to back down on the opposite direction for a second. Until she found a place where she could enclose herself.

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Next day in part 2 <3.

[cleoselene]

also I'm doing a rewatch of season 3 of The Orville

the way this fandom reacted to the character of Charly Burke was so very disappointing. Her arc is so satisfying and well-executed and thoughtful and poignant to me.

again I say, fandom always claims they want difficult female characters until they get difficult female characters

also it really wasn't cute the way some people acted about Anne Winters. she did end up dating Seth I think (are they still? i have no idea tbh and google isn't telling me much) but it's really gross to suggest an actor is only getting her job because she's fucking the boss. Like it's the sort of awful sexism that has no place in this. She's great, Charly's great, the entire arc from beginning to end tells an INCREDIBLE story. It's demeaning to everyone who worked on the show, honestly, and like one google search will give you scores of reddit threads about how she was "being shoved down our throats" because of her relationship with Seth. Which I don't only think is untrue (he has put too much work into this show to be that cheap about writing a whole season long arc about it, it is, I reiterate, fucking offensive.

so sorry for you all that the woman was too much of a bitch for you to consider that she had a valid point of view, but that's your limitation tbh

[r3vo1uti0nary]

@b3llalution <3'd

𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐨𝐨𝐦 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐞𝐭,     the kind of quiet that didn’t feel peaceful,    just heavy.     there was a chill in the air,     even though the heater had been running for hours.     the suitcase in the corner was half-packed,    clothes messily folded like someone had started and stopped,     unsure if they were really leaving.

seth stood by the window,     arms crossed over his chest,     his reflection barely visible in the glass.     city lights flickered behind him,     but his eyes weren’t focused on anything.     his jaw clenched every few seconds,     like he was chewing on words he couldn’t say out loud.

nikki sat on the edge of the bed,     her fingers tangled in the hem of her sweater,     tugging at the loose threads.     she hadn’t said much since the argument died down. (if you could even call it an argument.)     it was more like a quiet unraveling.     too many things left unsaid for too long,     and now everything was bleeding through the cracks.

❝ you don’t get it. ❞    seth finally said,     his voice low,     tired,     but edged with something that sounded like frustration.    or maybe just heartbreak.     ❝ i’m not trying to push you away.     i’m trying to figure out how to not fall apart with you standing right here. ❞ 

he turned around slowly,     eyes meeting hers,     softer now.     broken,     even.     ❝ i love you, nikki.     but sometimes it feels like loving you and being with you are two different things.     and i don’t know how to make them fit anymore. ❞ 

he ran a hand through his hair,     pacing for a second before stopping in front of her.

❝ i don’t want to lose you ❞     he added,     quieter this time.     ❝ but i don’t want us to keep pretending we’re okay when we’re both holding on by a thread. ❞

he knelt down in front of her then,     looking up like she was the only thing tethering him to the ground. like if she walked out now,     he wouldn’t stop her,     but it would wreck him completely.     ❝ just tell me what you want ❞     he whispered.     ❝ tell me what we are.     because i’ll fight for us if there’s still something left to fight for. ❞ 

[you-know-i-get-itt]

ok. starting a new series called Orpheus Listens To Sleep Token And Gets Psychologically Worse

1. kevaaron band au based on this

2. andrew gets killed by the moriyamas and neil loses his shit and kills everybody

3. jerejean happens kevin pining etc

4. sethaaron off/on hooking up & maybe the foxes find out about it

5. kevnicky

6. some weird anticanon au where aaron doesn't know andrew, goes to a party with seth, relapses, they drive home and sleep in the car

I COULD GO ON

THE SECOND ONE AND BLOOD SPORT IM GONNA BE SICK

oh my god never mind literally all of those. oh my god.

also orpheus i’m begging you to tell me more about 6 in particular. i will give you *looks around wildly and points at the first thing i see* all the socks you could wish for in return