#to me personally as these 3 (even if some of my „lesser” projects are as old as one major game project while definitely

[szkicel]

I’m working on a pinned post, where I want to include a short description for each of my major project so it’ll be easier to navigate my characters, bc a big shock - I also have projects that aren’t about bugs lol (tho you know damm well that I will try to implement them somehow anyway jhbdjhbd)

I thought about also mentioning minor projects that I have in the background and which aren’t that well developed yet, but ngl the list is literally like „a hamster metroidvania” or „dystopian central europe” bc they’re THAT underdeveloped, so I decided I’m not gonna bother unless you ppl will ask me to talk about it lol

[eowyntheavenger]

Hi! I saw your post on telling Americans to vote, and I was wondering what you think of posts from people from other parts of the world who are calling Americans evil for voting for Biden because of his support for Israel. I've seen a few already. They seem to be completely convinced that Americans deliberately voted for Biden specifically to side against Palestine and no other reason, and spread the general (pretty ignorant and hateful) message of "Americans are evil because of the actions of their government and because they collectively refuse to vote for a president who is good and not simply 'the lesser of two evils'". It frustrates me because they seem to think they're experts on US politics, culture, and society and have all the answers, but it also makes me concerned because it reminds me of the whole Russian bot thing from last time. Like, I'm 99% sure the people reblogging these posts aren't Russian bots (don't know about the OPs though), and they unquestioningly believe this. What do you think of this and how would you go about addressing this issue? Do you think it's possible to get them to understand how little they actually know about the US and how they're actually promoting a message that makes things worse for everyone? I've also seen less scathing posts that are just disheartened and don't seem to believe the democrats are truly better to vote for than the republicans and so it's just two sides of the same coin. To be fair, I think that sort of feeling is only further encouraged because there didn't really seem to be much if any progress made with Biden, not even back to square one after Trump moved the country so far backwards. I think most Americans really wish the elections actually had good candidates and they could pick the best of two goods, but are frustrated and stuck with the current system and don't know how to actually get to the point where there are good candidates. (Though personally I think voting for the one who isn't actively trying to make themselves a king with unlimited terms is a decent start. I can understand the frustration though.)

Hi! Thanks for the ask. This stuff worries me too. I've gotten comments on my posts like that too, telling me/other Americans that we're evil for voting for Biden.

But I've seen a much larger number of comments and posts from people outside the United States BEGGING us to vote for Biden. I literally get tags like that on my posts EVERY DAY urging Americans to vote blue. So I think that's valuable context, even if it doesn't solve the problem of the "I hate everybody who votes for Biden" crowd.

And yes, it's definitely a shitty argument on their part to claim that people voting for Biden are specifically siding against Palestine. Literally every single person I know in real life and online who plans to vote for Biden has been criticizing and protesting his policies on Palestine.

In terms of convincing the anti-voters that they're wrong, honestly, I don't know. They don't listen to reason and they seem intent on spreading despair. Some of Biden's policies have been terrible (Willow oil-drilling project), some of them have been downright evil (military aid to Israel), but I'm a rational person and I know that Trump is worse in every respect.

I've tried debating them. It's been pointless every time. They genuinely don't know how the government works, which scares me. Common takes include: 1) a genuine lack of awareness of how pro-Israel Trump and the right wing are, combined with magical thinking that a virtually unknown third party candidate can win the presidential election, 2) truly impressive mental gymnastics blaming Biden for the overturn of Roe v. Wade, and 3) continuing the mental gymnastics to blame Biden and the Democrats for anti-trans policies...

I guess my advice is to either ignore them and move on, or debunk things when you have time/energy? It's easier said than done, I know. There's nothing more annoying than someone being stupid on the internet, especially when they accuse you of stuff that just isn't true, and especially when they're spreading dangerous misinformation or voter-suppression rhetoric.

Like you, I'm highly suspicious of anyone who advocates AGAINST voting, or against voting blue. And I agree, many of these people are not bots, like you said, but I call them useful idiots, because they're doing the bots' work for them.

The one thing you said that I'm going to push back on is "there didn't really seem to be much if any progress made with Biden." Biden's actually made lots of progress on a variety of issues, and reversed some of Trump’s damage, it just doesn't get a lot of fanfare and it’s unfortunately happening at the same time as Republican gains in state legislatures and while they control the Supreme Court. But Biden and his administration have:

• invested billions in green architecture and clean energy, including making sure federal investments benefit low-income communities

• introduced new fines for companies' methane emissions

• introduced a plan to cut the federal government's greenhouse gas emissions by 65% by 2030 (that includes the military, which is a huge emitter)

• passed a huge bill for improving the country's infrastructure, including bridges, roads, broadband and more

• introduced first-ever national strategy on gender equality and equity and pushed Congress to pass the Equal Rights Amendment

• fought for women's reproductive rights after the overturn of Roe v. Wade

• put more women, people of color, and women of color on the federal bench than any of his predecessors combined

• nominated Kentaji Brown Jackson as the first Black woman to serve on the Supreme Court

• boosted funding to historically Black colleges

• ordered the DOJ to end the use of private prisons by the federal government

• pardoned thousands of people convicted on federal marijuana charges

• created a White House office of gun violence prevention

• passed the Respect for Marriage Act, guaranteeing federal rights and benefits for same-sex couples

• rolled out a series of actions to protect the rights and safety of the LGBTQ+ community, including protecting queer and trans foster youth, improving access to mental health services, and addressing the rise in hate crimes

• challenged discriminatory state bans against gender-affirming care and trans athletes

• called to support trans youth in State of the Union address and restored the White House tradition of recognizing Pride Month

• changed passport rules so that people can obtain a passport with no gender marker

• examined efforts by each federal agency to advance LGBTQ+ rights around the world

• reversed Trump's transgender military ban

• protected the rights of incarcerated trans people

• forgave billions in student debt, repeatedly, and introduced penalties for college programs that trap students in debt

• slashed bank overdraft fees

• expanded guaranteed overtime pay for millions of people

• made union-busting harder

• prevented discriminatory mortgage lending

• made efforts to expand the child tax credit, which could lift hundreds of thousands of children out of poverty

• cracked down on agriculture monopolies to support farmers and small businesses

• made it so the government is going to start taking drug companies' patents away if they don't make affordable drugs

• made over-the-counter birth control pills available for the first time

• lowered the cost of hearing aids and expanded access to them

• spent millions of dollars on students' mental health

• reversed discriminatory healthcare rules

• reinvigorated cancer research

• announced plans to replace all leaded pipes in the next ten years as well as combatting lead exposure abroad

• changed rules for how people can get aid after disasters so they can get more protection and immediate payments more easily

• introduced new data privacy rules protecting people from tech companies

• pushed the federal government to monitor AI risks

• maintained steadfast support for Ukraine in the face of Russian aggression

• maintained steadfast support for Taiwan in the face of Chinese intimidation

• strengthened ties with allies in Asia and the Pacific Islands

• pledged climate change assistance to low-lying Pacific Island countries

• literally IMMEDIATELY after being elected, Biden fortified DACA, rejoined the Paris Agreement, and ended Trump's discriminatory "Muslim ban", ended the Keystone XL Pipeline and fossil duel development in wildlife monuments, (same as last link) rejoined the WHO, strengthened COVID-19 response measures on a variety of fronts, re-included non-citizens in the U.S. census, and passed executives orders on racial equity in the federal government

And I'm sure there's more I left out.

There are also things Biden does that literally don’t make the news, but matter a lot, like funding the Postal Service, and continuing to have a State Department so we can conduct overseas diplomacy (Trump tried to defund the USPS and wants to purge the State Department and fill it with loyalists).

[thatdeadaquarius]

Hallo! You know who is someone I don’t see many people appreciating? Ganyu! Imagine a neurodivergent creator reader who is the one that finds her when she’s going through one of her crises when she doesn’t know if she belongs with the humans or Adepti and reader can understand her because that’s how they feel as well about life?? And about their old world and sometimes this one??

I feel that they could potentially bond over that and maybe even realize Ganyu is also somewhat neurodivergent in some way?? Or she’s very socially inept in some ways and reader can relate and share in those worries so the two just sometimes sit together shoulder to shoulder and just not say anything and just relax and everyone is confused??? Anyways that’s all for me, keep up the great work! :D

-Bonk anon

GOD, NEURODIVERGENT ASKS, JUST HAVE MY WHOLE HEART IN YOUR HANDS 😭😭🤲🤲💙💙

JUST TAKE IT I DONT NEED IT-

ALSO LESSER ASKED FOR/LESS POPULAR CHARACTERS??

SIGN ME TF UP-

Ahhh, look at her... I would die for her, kill for her... either way, what bliss ✨️

also fuCK mihoyo, she’s fat and beautiful and so thats how she gonna be written. 😤

saw this in my mailbox forever ago and as i was workng thru them, was just like, “damn that Ganyu ask is so close im so excited to write abt her <33”

☆

Sun: Neurodivergent!Reader, Gender Neutral (they/them)

Orbit: tiny scenario +headcanons

Stars: Ganyu, my dearest.

Comets & Meteors: Content Warnings: talk of low self-esteem & Trigger Warnings: talk of low self-esteem, neurodivergent struggles, talk of missing meals (ganyu wants to schedule out her lunch-breaks).

when you’d initially explained to the (actually scarily strong irl) genshin characters who’d been claiming all kinds of wild stuff about you (”The Last Descender! The World Player!”)

you’d been in Liyue at the time, and out of everyone, the first you could see believed you were a mortal on Earth before (and not ruling it 💀) was Ganyu.

She’d looked shocked, like the others, but you could quickly see her get more and mire visibly twitchy and excited as you explained further

(rlly unlike the just,, utter confusion on Xiao’s, Zhongli’s, Shenhe’s, and Cloud Retainer’s faces, so convinced of your divinity there’s no way you could be human- even just acting like one-)

but you did, and Ganyu loved it.

you actually didn’t interact much for the first month you were stuck in a gacha video game (the other alloegenes, gods, adepti, and citizens, including international, pulling you around for opinions on this and that)

But one night you couldn’t sleep (the Qixing provided amble spacious housing in a temple already apparently dedicated to you, one you’d never seen in game)

It’d been… a rough day.

Everywhere you went, miscommunications followed, and you still didn’t really know how to mask properly around these just- well, since they were real, aliens

sure, they mimicked stuff about humans, but not the people/culture you’d mostly been around, (and the adepti had their own code of behavior, which was so complex you’re sure they should’ve made an actual social behavior manual by now)

but you just couldn’t escape the endless cycle, not only that, but your executive function had apparently forgotten to keep up with some important appointments or otherwise things you had needed to get done earlier, so you were scrambling to send a late letter to Fontaine inventors who needed to get the project started in 3 days, which is how long the letter takes to get there, oh gods, and you needed to check on Inazuma, apparently Seirai island is getting lightningy again and the Raiden Shogun wants you in person as soon as possible to aid her with it, but you need to attend a Knights of Favonius meeting in 2 days-

Yeah. You were stressed, and honestly? crumbling under the pressure.

So you’d snuck out of your rooms (dodging the patrolling guards) and went to the office of the one person who knew who’d understand

Ganyu. Scribbling and mumbling in her office to herself, late into the night

She’d jumped at you slipping in without knocking (avoid the Milieth at all costs, even tho ur literally god and you’ve been told you can do whatever you want mostly)

and knocked a whooooollleee stack of papers to the floor, scattering it everywhere 😭

you’d scrambled to start picking them up,, but then she stops you frantically saying “No, no, it’s okay, it’s not a big deal I promise, there’s no need to cry over these silly papers, heaven-sent!”

what??

oh.

oh no.

it’d just been one more thing you’d messed up on top of all of today (and tbh this whole month whirlwind of becoming some kind of god of the continent)

and Ganyu was, Ganyu <3

she was sweet and kind and so overwhelmingly helpful, how could you make a mess of her life too-

“Emperor? Huangdi?”

you’re just sitting on the floor now, but you startle when she gently holds your upper arms, calling your name very softly, so soft if she wasn’t saying you actual name you’d think she was talking to something else, something precious to her

the qilin guides you up, easily supporting your weight, she directs you to her couch, and manuvers you into laying your head across her plush thighs, the half-adepti’s pants aren’t as skin-tight like in-game, they’re actually the cosiest fabric you’ve ever laid on (or maybe that’s just a combination of your fragileness and her thick thighs)

she rubs your shoulder and back, offering a tissue (when did she get that-)

and that’s when you know you’ve chosen your first friend in Teyvat perfectly :)

◇

you sneak out nearly every night for those first few months in Liyue (not including travel, which you tried to limit or you’d both make an excuse why she needed to come with lol)

just to sneak into her office, and you’d nearly cried a second time on her when she offered some notes about both standard human and adepti behaviors (after all, she’s had to study them both to fit into both)

Ganyu learns to do your hair and you do hers 🥺 she can’t bring herself to trust anyone to cut her hair but you, and you always try to do styles that don’t get in her way <3

like buns with a braid wrapped around it, or two space buns (Keqing didn’t say anything but Ganyu gossiped to you about how she could see a little smile on her face whenever she ran into Ganyu that week, obviously cutely thinking how they matched)

While of course the first thing Ganyu did was propose to help you schedule/manage your time so you wouldn’t have to rely on your non-existent executive function-

you’d also made sure to literally plop ur chin over her shoulder to make sure you saw “break” AT LEAST once a day, now that she was incorporating herself a little into ur schedule too (Ganyu fought tooth and nail to get rid of that lunch-break, but then you threatened to also not eat, and she caved so fast LMAO)

(bc she’s a die-hard workaholic ofc she wants this, after you heard abt her schedule in-game you’d thought it was lucky she was not fully human or she would’ve dropped dead, but now even moreso watching that horror in real time 💀)

which!! she!! is so!! (at this point you usually just squeeze her round cheeks a little too hard before then wrapping your arms as far as they can go around her torso and squeezing even harder-)

After a couple of “your trauma 🤝 my trauma” nights, she honestly understood really well where your limits were so to speak, what you could and simply couldn’t do

and was the first one willing to explain to people you have executive dysfunction (and was quick to cut off any “just try harder/pull yourself up by your bootstraps/just believe in yourself” nonsense when if came to your disabilities, even tho those were few and far between moments if any)

afterall, people had expected the same from her, and she frequently fell into that thinking herself (it also didn’t help that as you tried to give her a normal schedule at first, which benefitted her human side more, it felt like the Qixing was stumbling to keep up with the supernatural workload now being distributed)

Ganyu knew it had been your influence originally that helped her when she’d had her workload lightened/then followed by the traveler when she ran off

(and regardless of the truth too, when you’d finally gotten the courage to tell her how you actually interacted with Teyvat, unable to steer actions from what the plot dictated)

she’d still attributed it to you, (”well, you could’ve always just picked up your things and left, yes? But even if it was ‘pre-planned’ like you say, you still wanted to follow through and were… ahem, h-happy for m-me, right?” you’d smacked right into her you stimmed so relieved)

You didn’t exactly know how to explain it, bc everyone was really accepting,

from citizens to nobles, officials and guards, to vision-users, gods and other supernatural beings that inhabited Teyvat

no one judged you for unmasking/stimming, but in that way that meant they didn’t really understand what was different about you, they just knew you were and they’d still decided to treat you with the same adoration anyway

but Ganyu,

she treated you the same but knew what stims you did when you were happy or excited, what ones comforted you, what your latest verbal stims were, and what your “classics” were (u never had to tell her, she just learned them quick and all on her own, bless this woman 🛐 )

Ganyu understood all the good and all the bad and saw you unmasked and still laughed so hard at your jokes she fell into your side and always asked another question about your hyperfixations/interests

you’d quickly realized there were a lot of neurodivergent overlaps between stuff Ganyu did and what you did

(whether or not she herself was, you just assumed yes based on what you researched, but there wasn’t any official testing in teyvat)

it makes more sense to you after applying the neurospicy filter to all her actions why she’s so obsessed with work (she hyperfixates on certain projects the Qixing has going, and has a long-term passive fixation on scheduling/stationary/related office work stuff)

but this also meant you understood why she was always asking for more about you, your mortal world, your time here, where you wanted to go in teyvat, what you wanted to do, how’d you feel when the game did this to someone, what about-?

needless to say you couldn’t (and didn’t have to 🥲) contain your stims at knowing you became a slight hyperfixation for her

she got all embarassed and blushy about it!!! <333😩 (and did that cute thing where she just kinda sways in place holding her hands together when bashful or nervous ✨💔✨)

unrelated to above, but your favorite thing (besides sightseeing or eating at yet another new restaurant in liyue) to do together is go do something childish

like playing children’s games (hopscotch, or hill sliding in ganyus case) from both ur childhoods

u thought itd be a good idea to get Ganyu to relax a little more and have more fun outside her job!

(again, unrelated bc idk im scattered with these headcanons, the cryo user loves when you help her pick new outfits at stores not bc she wants to impress u what)

ok last unrelated headcanon i promise,

Ganyu wasn’t overly affectionate before, honestly she was always going too fast to stop for those kind of casual touches (and when was there time in her old scedule)

but after a month of getting comfortable around each other, she subconciously gets up from her desk (mid-reading a file/carrying it with her lmao)

and sits on her office couch, making room for you to lay on her (and she is the perfect pillow)

(you dont point it out, you know she’ll get too embarassed, and you refuse to lose Ganyu cuddles <3)

☆

im so glad im not the only one who took one look at Ganyu’s problems in life and was like, “damn im neurospicy, ur so right, blue-frosty-magical-half-deer-secretary-woman”

btw it’s on the masterlist “turn on the background music?” but here’s really long playlist I made for sagau stuff!

mostly game music but also other fun songs i hope fit, mostly based of my blog so it’s not dark (as the other playlists under SAGAU search on spotify looked dark too lmao)

Safe Travels Bonk Anon,

💀♒

I mentioned making a kofi before, but I think I’ll start including it in posts too if u guys dont mind!

An iced coffee? For me?? :O

☆

♡the beloveds♡

@karmawonders / @0rah-s / @randomnatics / @glxssynarvi / @nexylaza / @genshin-impacts-me / @wholesomey-artist / @thedevioussmirk / @the-dumber-scaramouche / @chocogi / @fallen-starr / @areaderofbooks

[threepandas]

Sun Burnt: Part 3

When a legendary hitman Eye Threatens to break both your fucking legs?

They Are Not Joking.

FUCKING OW.

Still! Jokes on HIM! I'm in to that sh-! Wait, no, not the time for memes! Or is it jokes? Irrelevant! I can still fuckin RUN, is the thing. Sucks to SUCK, Sun boy! Us Lightnings are BUILT DIFFERENT!

And I BETTER not hear any snide "yeah I BET they are" from the peanut gallery!

My Flame type ROCKS! I am a TAZER who can put my fist through WALLS. Stand dead center of a road and just? Fuckin TANK a speeding car! Can YOU? Didn't THINK so! Lightning supremacy! One of you fuckers gimme a highfive! HELL YEAH!

But also? Like... I take back EVERYTHING I ever said about the Carcassa.

ALL OF IT.

They are the GEMS of the Mafia. The SHINING HEARTS of raw compassion! Skull-sama's willingness to PERSONALLY piss off The "I AM The Dread God Lesser Deity's Fear" Reborn? An inspiration to us all. I... I would steal for this man. Like? For FREE. Not DIE for him or anything, God no, but? I would steal really REALLY expensive shit for him!

The man's an absolute mad lad. A LEGEND.

I will NEVER forget this... assuming I survive.

Because somehow HE already has my name, face, and multiple alias plastered OUT FOR THE WORLD TO SEE. Ha ha... oh god. Thaaaaat is a bounty. BIG bounty. Lots of zeros. G...gonna die.

My phone chimes.

"You know exactly who this is. Pick up." The screen reads, right before it rings.

HA HA, NOPE!

I stand, well more like shoot to my feet, from my seat on the ground. Quuuuick steps too the blimp windows. Wrench those open. Sim card out! Crush the phone. AND YEET!!! BeGONE DEMOOOON!

We shall NOT be engaging with The Devil today! No Sir!

.....Skull's phone starts ringing.

I whine like a cornered animal. So... this is what a real life horror movie feels like. NEAT. I hate it! I watch, probably shaking, as Skull-sama casually drags out his phone. Glances down at it. Then over his shoulder at me. He doesn't even fully turn his head. Just one Cloud flame purple eye that seems to light up from within.

He's a happy go lucky guy. Cool dude. But like all Clouds? Fucking HATES cages. Being or SEEING other imprisoned. Trapped. Cornered and forced to do something against their will. And as the planet's STRONGEST Cloud?

He's always had exactly zero problems telling Reborn to fuck off to his face. Even when it gets him shot at. Everyone knew that.

"Sempai! Calling the GREAT Skull De Mort just to CHAT~♡? I KNEW you loved me BESTEST!" He PROJECTS into the phone, his speaking cadence shifting.

He'd been gregarious, bombastic even, the whole time I'd been on board. The sort of guy you can't help but want to buy street food with and check out some weird local sight you heard about. The guy that turns an event into a PARTY. A get together into a memory you TREASURE. Larger then life and unashamedly so.

But this? THIS was the SHOWMAN.

And this was the Showman being Obnoxious and MEAN.

Loud, intentionally grating voice. No break in the endless flood of mind numbing chatter that went no where. Bellowing cackling that even the best of speakers would be hard pressed to handle. Standing near machines and windows so the background noise garbled EVERYTHING.

Let no one say Clouds are not PETTY.

"Hmmmmm~? Your WHAT? Sempai! Don't be SILLY! You can't OWN people! That's SLAVERY! It's against~...!" He turned, leaning like a rock star of old against some navigation compartment. Casually examining his nails with a MEAN and wolfish smile on his face. "Waaaaa! Don't be maaad~ Don't be MAAAAAD~!! You know I'd NEVER lie to YOU, Sempai! I'd never DARE! I promise I'll keep a look out, m'kay? What? Don't hang up? Sorry! Can-KRRRRSHK! n't quite KKKKKRRRRRSK! Heeeeear yoooouuuuu~☆!"

Click.

He casually tossed his phone to one of his men. Ignored it even as it rang and rang. With an excited clap of his hand, he hopped up, out of his loose legged splay to stride over. According to him? We should eat! Have I had Burmese food? It's delicious! One of his guys just got "into" the whole cooking thing! So everyone is being supportive!

I can't help but laugh. Everyone politely ignores how wet it is, as Skull-sama throws an arm over my shoulders and drags me from the cockpit.

I know I'm not safe. But for now? Fuck it. Good enough. Maybe Skull-sama knows someplace Reborn might not IMMEDIATELY find me. And who knows? When this all blows over? Maybe I should join up with his crew. Reborn can't be THAT obsessed. Right? It was just the initial harmony high. With no Sky to actually bind us, he'll lose interest.

Behind me... the phone rings.

And rings.

And RINGS.

[silly-circus]

pookie your persona is so freakin cute. Like the little hat around her head?? I wish i could have a persona that literally wasnt demon like goth

but like with penny its so much cuter😭

Thank you so much ^^! I was actually working on this piece recently to change up just a few things and make another version as well so yippie! I also have a big project in the works that I’ll be releasing some info about later!

I’m also going to go ahead and kinda explain the design choices I made when coming up with my clownsona below <3

When I first designed Silly String, she didn’t look….anything like this. I was really going off of a vibe that was opposite of Pennywise and I wasn’t really focusing about the other things I like that make me up as a person. So her first design was,,,shit honestly because it didn’t feel like me when looking at her. So when redesigning I took into consideration the other things I like and then something that would contrast Penny! Stars are my favorite so that was definitely one of the first things I considered as I was designing her suit! I also tend to like things that many could view as childish or immature for my age, so i wanted to incorporate a color palette that screamed childlike wonder or something of the sorts to represent kinda my connection to younger me and that I really haven’t changed much interest-wise! My favorite color is actually blue, so originally her main color was going to be that, but I decided to make it a lesser color so say “hey! This is one of the things that make me, me!” so silly string is literally all different parts of me represented in her design! And I chose a clown because clowns are a big part of who I am. I collect them, I love everything about them, and I even dress up as silly sometimes teehee. I also love horror a lot but that part of me really isn’t represented in silly herself, but with Pennywise since he’s my favorite character!

So drawing them together all of the time(like seriously, it’s usually the only thing I draw) is really just me drawing all of my favorite things and my personality into one piece! Drawing them together is my outlet from the stress and anxiety I struggle with and really it feels like I’m being myself. Even though some days I struggle to draw them, not really correctly but in a way I like and somewhat consistently, I still enjoy trying nonetheless(if I could actually draw and animate all of the things of them i make in my head y’all would be cooked /j)

It’s why I really appreciate all the nice comments about Silly and Penny, because to get so much love on something I felt so stupid and embarrassed for, it just makes me really happy that it’s hard to put into words. I’m actually considering making a tik tok just for them when I gather up some more courage so I can start sharing them on more media other than tumblr. The continued support I’ve been getting from everyone has really been helping me gather up that courage and all of you guys are really awesome and I hope to become closer to you all as time moves along! :o]

Thank you everyone again I feel like I don’t say it/show it enough 😭🎈

Also fun fact the stars on her hat jingle! They sound exactly like a very certain vintage clown doll, I think made by Douglas?? Almost like wind chimes! I wish I knew how to work tumblr so I could share an audio of it shsjrhbdb

[the-greek-mythos-project]

The Greek Mythos Project

Hello everybody, my name is Camila and I am the creator of The Greek Mythos Project. My pronouns are They/Them and I can otherwise be found on Tumblr as @ixhkor-and-ambrosxa. Any and all questions can either be directed here or there and I'd be happy to help any of you :).

So... What Is This Project And Blog About? Well, it's about The Greek Mythos Project. The Greek Mythos Project is a new thing I've created here on Tumblr in order to showcase smaller artists waiting to get out there, feel like their audience is too niche, and to ultimately learn more about Greek Mythology. It originally stemmed from a smaller, more personal project where I intended to 'rewrite' all of mythology in order to learn more about it and to generally get back into writing, but as I thought more about the specifics, I realized how time consuming and burnt-out I would be. That thought lead to another and another... and then I was like: what if I release this idea into the world and allow others to participate in it? Then I'd still be able to learn more about all of it, but I could also meet new writers and see more writing styles. So, here we are, with a blog & all.

What Is The Project's Main Goal? The ultimate main goal of this project is to showcase others' work. I myself--as a writer of lesser-known characters--know how hard it is to get that niche audience or even gain the courage to let loose those 'weird' headcanons so I wanted to provide an easy way to get that. I want to know those niche writers and characters and 'weird' headcanons--one of my general hyperfixations is worldbuilding! So, even if nobody else wants to read it, I want to. I want to know, I want to learn, and I want to be. So, the ultimate goal is getting out there, but there are some lesser and more personal goals such as networking, learning to work with wider and more diverse audiences (knowledge, headcanons, and otherwise), and having something bigger than myself to work on so I don't end up spiraling. It lets me know, as someone who struggles with mental health, that there's always going to be something to fall back on, such as this project :).

What Is This Project Exactly? The Greek Mythos Project will hopefully be a long AO3/Wattpad fic made up of the POVs and Stories of various characters in Greek Mythology. The end project will hopefully be arranged in chronological order and include as many stories and versions of the stories as they can. The possibilities and submissions can be endless but the only restriction this project asks for is that it keeps to one POV only. I ask this because this is the vision I am hoping to pursue but there will be a companion-fic set that you can submit to if you want a Multiple POV submission. Each chapter that we post will include your socials, how to find you, how to find your other works, the submission-fic notes, personal notes on the fic, and anything else you or we decide is best to put. Of course, you can opt out of any and all of this and I can just put anonymous <3. This project is essentially a mass Character Study/Introspection, if you'd like it in more simple and fandom-based terms :).

What Are The Project's Requirements? Other than having only one POV... there aren't really any. Of course, there's a level of trust and respect required on both sides once we all start working with each other, but that's just the basics. The word count can be anything, Spicy & More Graphic scenes can be taken once we have a coordinator for that and/or get further into it, and hopefully we'll have editors and beta-ers if you, as a writer, want or require them. If anything, I can help edit and work with you. This is a pretty formless job; it can be writing, it can be art, it can be mood boards, it can be collabs. As long as everything's communicated effectively, nothing should be a problem.

How Do I Submit? Currently, the best way to submit things is through the Ask Box on this page. I'll also be opening up the submissions tab/thing but I have zero experience on my part with it so the safest bet's through the ask box. Same thing with private posts, they don't always work so, when in doubt, go to the ask box :). Feel free, whenever you submit via the ask box, to put a little line at the bottom or top with your information, any notes, etc for me to put in when I eventually post this. Also, please check in on this blog every once in a while in case we need to ask to clarify something <3.

Can I Participate Even Without Socials? Yes, you absolutely can! Our ask box will always have an anonymous option and even if you have something or another and just want this to be separate, feel free to tell us you want to be anonymous! I and those who I may be working with will completely get and respect your privacy! /pos /gen

What Is The Project's Deadline? As of now, there isn't one. This project is supposed to be long term, which means it should still be going five or so years from now (depending on how the world's going at that time, at least) and so there is no deadline going on for the submissions-end. On my end, I plan to start picking it up and publishing around Late-August or July because I hope by that point, we'll have some submissions or at least be working a lot more on this as it picks up and also I know this month is really stressful for a lot of people with final projects, exams, etc and getting ready for Summer so hopefully that'll be a decent amount of time to really get things going.

Can I Help Out? Yes, you absolutely may! I'd love some editors to help back me up on things, beta-ers, Spicy-Scene coordinators (because that's just not my editing cup of tea) and other people that's going to be crucial to bringing this to light. Again, this project is based on community and I love people so feel free to reach out so we can work together to see what's the right fit, aka schedules, genres, etc! I might even create a discord server if we get large enough!

Any Other Comments? Feel free to ask questions. This and my main account are always free to pop in if you'd like, just know that it might take me a while to get back to you... it's a bad habit :(. Also, fandom-based characters and chapters are completely on the table! I personally find it much easier to write in a fandom-based setting so if that's your jam, feel free and make sure to tell us where you're comin' from so we showcase it! At some point, too, I'd love to make a little 'spreadsheet' thing on here to show who's working on who to maybe get people out of their shell or introduce others or maybe even collab on stuff!

Anyway, I think that should all be it :). Feel free to ask questions, interact with us, or even share the #The Greek Mythos Project on other platforms if you'd like or with friends! Also keep up with us on the same tag for updates, questions, or even maybe prompts/challenges if ya'll would like :). See you at some point and have fun!

Edit: Below Are Little Clarification Posts Along With Updates & Stuff That Seem Important <3

The Greek Mythos Project: What We Accept Within Submissions [7/28/24 - Updated Post]

The Greek Mythos Project: The Submission Process

The Greek Mythos Project: Meet Our (Currently Small) Team!

[youremyheaven]

Omg rahu-ketu post😳

I was actually discussing my struggles around having prominent swati in my chart and staying grounded in my own reality on a forum fairly recently.

I have a very rich inner world which I essentially live in most of the time, and sometimes I feel like I miss out of my own life because I’m so detached. Limerence is also a big struggle for me, I find it much easier to centre myself in the energy of someone else than to be responsible for my own reality, which I guess comes from the things you talked about like rahu being a shadow planet and the mythology of rahu and obsession.

I also spend a large amount of time on social media and playing games 😶‍🌫️ I’ve tried to make uses of the positives by channeling my imagination into something tangible like art, but I have a hard time actually putting in the work to develop skills since I’m so distracted all the time. I think I’ve spent too much time in my head and now I’ve forgotten how to be in my body lol (my ADHD isn’t helping either💀)

Swati I think is especially a difficult nak because the libra/venus influence is only enabling rahu’s indulgence, unlike saturn or to a lesser extent mercury.

Aside from my personal whinings- the thing you said about occult/astro kind of intrigued me. All of my close family (incl. grandparents, uncles, etc) have atleast one rahu or ketu nak in their big 3, usually being ardra, mula or swati.

My mother’s side has lots of psychics and we have a dream interpretation system that gets passed down the family, whilst my father’s side has many tarot readers. My dad himself is an occultist who is interested in Thelema, astral projection, etc. There’s some interest in astrology on both sides but not particularly in depth and my parents usually end asking me about the transits. Oh yeah and I guess I had that one psychic dream last November that came true the morning after.

In general, my family has a history of very eccentric characters who occasionally got exiled or imprisoned or some crazy shit 😭 I feel like that’s just average Eastern European family lore though. Do you think such isolation is nodal? I think it is but there might be other planetary influence.

That’s enough yapping for today though. Interested to see your post on the positives❤️

Your observation about Swati is spot on

I do think Nodal influence+ well placed/strong Rahu & Ketu are necessary for learning and immersing yourself in the occult. Someone who cannot channel it well will remain ignorant of it no matter how much they read or study it. In some ways the Nodes can be understood as layers of the subconscious and the unconscious. The nodes represent karma (Ketu does) and our unconscious mind is our accumulated karma, if we remain ignorant of it, we will let it guide all our actions and lead us to self destruction. Therefore to have strong/well placed Nodes means you're aware of the different layers of your mind as a result of which you can understand the different layers of reality. Nodal influence creates a fog/veil that cannot be lifted until we gain true gnosis. This is why Nodal people get lost in addictive substances/pass times/people/ interests because their own reality feels foggy/veiled to them so they can only access it from other things. Obviously this is another form of Maya or illusion and that's why even these natives struggle with it. You hate the thing even as you indulge in it because on some level you realise that you're losing yourself to it.

Immersing yourself in the occult requires a certain discipline and consistency that can be hard for Nodal natives (malefic influenced, badly placed etc) to master unless it's well aspected but those who do master it are able to perceive reality and understand the esoteric realm in a truly sublime way. It's rare and magnetic.

I do think Nodal influence can contribute to being exiled/imprisoned/being isolated. There is a reason why 5/6 Nodal nakshatras all belong to the Shudra caste which is the lowest. These natives live lives that are "unusual" or different from the norm. They are "detached" because their life experiences already set them apart from others. They don't belong to the mainstream because they've been put in circumstances where they've been deprived of what is "normal".

Like I said in my post, what is "unusual" can vary a lot and can mean sooo many different things. Majority of the "child star gone wild" type celebrities have heavy Nodal influence. Why? because it's "unusual" for a child to be working or attaining fame and wealth or for their family to use them for the same. When you're deprived of anything ordinary or real, you depend on substances/unhealthy relationships/habits etc to feel centred. This is why after a point these stars "go rogue or wild". They amass a lot of wealth/fame but ultimately they're unable to benefit from it or enjoy it. This is also unusual as these are things typically understood as blessings. Being in a position where you can't connect to or relate to others is a very Nodal experience. That's why a lot of people with these placements are so introverted and withdrawn. If you're a famous child actor, you can't quite go to school and connect to the experiences of other people your age so you feel "isolated". Being imprisoned/exiled is another such experience. It permanently alters you and you don't know how to connect to others who haven't been through it.

I do think isolation is a big theme in the lives of Nodal people. It can be literal or emotional. But it's also obviously influenced by the rest of the chart. Heavy 12h placements also make a native experience the same themes to some extent.

[nanowrimo]

Pro Tips from a NaNo Coach: How to Keep Writing When it Feels Impossible

NaNoWriMo can seem like a daunting task sometimes, for NaNo newbies and veterans alike. Fortunately, our NaNo Coaches are here to help guide you through November! Today, author Shameez Patel Papathanasiou is here to share her advice on how to set yourself up for noveling success:

National Novel Writing Month is almost over. Some authors managed 50K In A Day (my wrists scream at the mere thought), some are steadily hitting that 1667 daily word goal, and others have fallen behind—and that’s when writing starts to feel impossible. 

Don’t. Give. Up! 

Even if you’re under 50,000 words by the end of November, you’ll come out with something: perhaps 20 000 words, exciting characters, or at the very least, a new idea. 

Keeping at it when you’re juggling a full-time job, parenting, and surviving a pandemic is tough, but you can do it. Here’s how: 

1. Sprints

This concept is not foreign to any seasoned WriMo. My personal favorite is a 10-minute sprint because regardless of how busy I am, I can find 10 minutes, be that after I inhale my lunch or the 10 minutes I usually spend creating stories in my head before falling asleep. 

With some practice, you can write between 250 and 500 words in a 10-minute sprint, and if that is all you’re doing every day, that’s okay. Consistency is key. 

2. Writing-On-The-Go

For years I thought I had to set up my space and get in the zone, but one night, after years of being stuck in bed beside a sleeping toddler, I stopped doom-scrolling and opened a Google Doc on my phone instead. Within months, I had an 80,000-word first draft. 

While I realize that some of you use Word or Scrivener to draft, it would help to keep a Google Doc handy for those days you find yourself waiting at the bank, outside your kid’s school, or even for when you’re lying in bed a little bit too cozy to get up and fetch your laptop. 

Trust me, you won’t remember the idea you’re promising yourself you’ll remember. Write it down or send it to yourself in a voice note. Your phone is a powerful tool, use it!

3. Writing Buddies

This is another thing that NaNoWriMo has blessed me with. While writing is often seen as solitary, it doesn’t have to be. Having a close group of friends who write not only means they’re there to encourage you and keep you company, but they’re also there to critique your work and to cheer for you on the days you doubt yourself. 

4. Don’t Compare

Don’t compare word counts, don’t compare the time taken to get published, don’t compare the number of awards, don’t compare anything. Your writing journey is your own for more reasons than even you know. It will happen when it happens in the way that it is meant to happen. If your writing buddies are succeeding before you, remember that there are also others behind you. 

A line from one of my favorite poems comes to mind: If you compare yourself with others, you may become vain or bitter, for always there will be greater and lesser persons than yourself.

Which leads me to another line from the same poem: 

5. Be Gentle with Yourself (And Your Work)

First drafts are supposed to be messy. They’re your first attempt at a project, which makes it your worst attempt too. And in every revision, you will create something better and more beautiful. Acknowledge this and allow yourself to play around with characters and worlds, to feel joy in the story you’re writing, to vomit out the roughest form of the story you’ll one day share with the world.

We’re almost there, and no one else can write it the way that you do. Do your best!

Shameez Patel Papathanasiou is from Cape Town, South Africa. She is a civil engineer by day and an author by night. Her literary adventures take her to worlds filled with magic, monsters and someone to fall in love with. Shameez fell in love with fiction at a young age. Her parents fondly recall her first handwritten story completed before the age of ten, titled The Treasures of Zombie Island, which surprisingly featured no zombies at all. She has been writing ever since. Her debut fantasy novel, The Last Feather, is out now—it, at the very least, features a feather.

[gffa]

THE HIGH REPUBLIC READING PROJECT UPDATE: Since I finished Phases I and II (aside from Young Jedi Adventures previously), in the interests of not having a mile long post, I'm just doing Phase III stuff now. I've also decided against including The Vow of Silver Dawn since I don't think there's an official English translation--though, I am reading the fan translation. (Slowly, I've been reading ORV when I do have time to read.) Look how close I am! I'm even an hour and half into Defy the Storm and I've started the Phase III comics and I'd guess I have about ten issues left in total to catch up on and I finished Young Jedi Adventures. I can totally do this over the next week and a half!

MAIN STORYLINE NOVELS - PHASE III:

The High Republic: The Eye of Darkness

The High Republic: Escape from Valo

The High Republic: Defy The Storm

MAIN STORYLINE COMICS - PHASE III:

The High Republic: Shadows of Starlight - 4 issues

The High Republic (2023) - 7 issues [ONGOING]

The High Republic Adventures (2023) - 5 issues [ONGOING]

The High Republic - Saber for Hire (2023) - 1 issue [ONGOING]

ONESHOT COMIC ISSUES - PHASE III:

The High Republic Adventures: Crash Landing

EVERYTHING ELSE:

Star Wars: Young Jedi Adventures - 25 episodes + 6 shorts

I enjoyed Escape from Valo a lot more than I thought I would, Older's and Wong's books usually just aren't my jam, but when they got in a bunch of new characters, I found myself more intrigued this time around. Part of that is probably that Phase III feels a lot tighter and more impactful now that they've had time to really get in gear as an initiative, but also I think maybe it feels like Older and Wong are spreading the story around to more characters and ones that resonate better with me. A lot of it is that I feel like Older is a little too close to Ram's character and winds up making him feel like The Most Specialest Boy Ever, but putting him into smaller chunks made him go down a lot better for me and I found his struggle to connect with the Jedi younglings versus becoming attached to them (in the way the Jedi mean it/more Buddhist-aligned) worked well for me. I think the book still fits into the overall trend for me--mostly one of my lesser faves of the Phase, but with 2-3 absolutely BANGER scenes about Jedi philosophy that make it worth reading for. Now, on to Defy the Storm and I'm curious how this will go, I like both Ireland and Gratton's work, but I do get a little "...." at Ireland's writing for Avon, who I thought worked well enough in the first book but starts to feel like she's not allowed any real flaws because she's too special. I just want a little more variety with the heroes, to let them have some genuinely unlikeable moments to be relatable. (This is personal preference, I might feel different if these were established characters or I was more in the target range.) I also finished Young Jedi Adventures and I honestly enjoyed having it on in the background! It's very much aimed at a preschool audience, but it does so with charisma and charm radiating out of it in every scene. The voice acting is top notch, the animation is gorgeous, the character/setting designs are stunning, and I admit, I got a little invested in the characters over the time spent with them. To the point I'm kind of genuinely champing at the bit for a second season because I NEED Taborr resolution, YOU CANNOT END IT THERE??? I NEED TO KNOW HOW THIS TURNS OUT???? I NEED ANOTHER SEASON!!!! At least tell me that someone else is in the same hell that I'm in of wanting to see how that conflict plays out and getting weirdly invested in that little shit that just wants real friends. ;__;

[anivirus]

Andy the Mouse - Meditation (+Personal Status Update)

(For now I will keep this post exclusive to Tumblr)

Howdy, fellow followers and those who are just passing by. Today I would like to address the long break I have taken and try to self reflect. In fact, this art depicts my overall state as of now the best. Foggy and thorny.

Initially I was planning to get back into work in second half in July but a bunch of things happened. I have started feeling exhaustion in a lot of aspects in my life. I have left the communities, projects I was working on, primarily because my OCD forces me into giving all of my energy into them in expense for physical and mental health. By July 3rd I was weighing 46kg while being 183cm tall. Things needed to be changed. I am currently on medication, a healthy diet I couldn't build and sustain ever before, and trying to build up a daily schedule which also contains regular fitness. Currently I am almost never falling into panic and despair which had been draining all of my life force. After 2,5 months I weigh 58kg and still aiming for better results to be the perfect femmmmmm boyyyyyyy!

However... Things are still not perfect, I need more time to adapt and overcome the fog of my mind. However I have a bunch of plans. Let me inform you.

1. I will differentiate some of my social networks

I love you all, my cutest and fluffiest furry boys, girls, enbys and everyone else. However I know that you might not be interested in some other stuff I might do - like composing music, sowtware engineering, or even femboy fashion. The solution for that would be creating multiple blogs on social networks. Like, for example, my idea for Tumblr is making two extra blogs - for bottomposting and software engineering. I still don't know which one would be my main, probably, this one - for furry art. Anyways, I will make a poll in that regard since I'm not sure about the idea

2. Updating my social networks

I have left Twitter because Elon Musk is a literal nazi I will never support. That said, Threads is the lesser evil, which is also connected to my Instagram account. By the way, my social links are down below!

UPD: Reddit is ass, i won't be able to post there. Thinking about using Lemmy instead

3. I will be discontinuing Patreon subscription

In heat of creativity I have gone greedy and decided to try taking money from people. No more! For now my content will stop being paywalled just as it should have been since the start. It will simply act as a hub for all of my content.

P.S. I don't think I'm ready to continue my furry art journey yet. But I am trying my best to come back soon.

Cya! >.<

[meraki-yao]

thank you so much for your reply <3 i think grief is a good word to describe what i'm feeling. it might sound silly to some but the book has been one of my favourites since 2019 and the 'what could have been?' aspect of the movie's promotion devastates me bc the crew and the fans deserved more. i think im also a bit terrified of ppl moving on from rwrb to nick's other projects meanwhile i can't (and don't want to) do it, ugh it's just a mess of weird feelings and sadness and longing for something we've never had. not to mention how some people already talk about his new projects being upgrades from rwrb. that hurts me on so many levels bc henry is a complex and beautiful character, rwrb is a wonderful story and i genuinely think that even with all the changes they created something amazing.

Glad I could help <3

It's not silly at all. I'm in a similar position: if you've followed my blog you might have seen this but long story short my irl life is a bit fucked up and I was really, really depressed. (still kinda am) July and August, waiting and watching RWRB release became the happiest I've been since January 2022, and in the following months RWRB and the fandom (well, and my sister) nearly became my sole reason for hanging on. So trust me when I say I get the feeling.

I understand your fear, and I'd be lying if I say I wasn't afraid that the rwrb tag will be full of George instead of Alex and Henry, but please remember that liking something new doesn't necessarily always lead to leaving the previous fandom: I know for a fact that me and a couple of my mutuals are going do both. We're gonna be happy to watch M&G (personally not interested in the idea of you but the same applies) but we're still going to make RWRB content. M&G will be a great show but it won't have nearly the same emotional weight to me as RWRB. It's been five months, so those of us who hang around and are active are active for a good reason.

As for the comments about "upgrade", that's ridiculous and a very surface-level assessment. One of my best friends is studying to become an actress and we talk about acting often. Here's the thing: there isn't a thing called "easy" acting. Every genre of acting has its own challenges: for comedy many times you need to sacrifice your personal dignity; Sci-fi blockbusters you need to interact with nothing and make it look believable; even for things like kid shows you need to be hyperactive so the kids can focus and find it entertaining, which can be so draining. M&G is a historical thriller, TIOY is a romance, and RWRB is a rom-com. These are three different film genres, and each set out to achieve different things. For example in terms of relationships: TIOY needs to make the romance believable, RWRB needs to make the romance believe, funny, and be a fair representation of a queer relationship, and for M&G if history serves there's no "true love" relationship at all. You're right: Henry's a complex and beautiful character, and Nick clearly put all his heart into him. But you cannot take Henry's layers of grief, love, fear, and self-esteem, and say it is lesser than Geroge's cold ambition. Funnily enough, while Henry is so careful with his power as the prince, George rose to the same if not a higher level of power and abused it so badly, that it caused his assassination and downfall. A well-written character is ultimately, a human being, and there isn't truly a human being who's "easy to be". So don't listen to those haters.

I'm all ears if you still want to talk <3

[wheelcr]

hiii how are you? can you talk more about finn in ur actress dr? like what does he do in his free time or what you usually do together? I'm sooo in love with him♡

-🧚

hii nonie! i'm doing good! a lil sleepy ngl but i'm fine. also!! i can totally understand why you're in love w bambi jdhdjd i am too </3

generally, i know finn listens to music a lot. everytime i go on discord his spotify status is always displaying some country or rock song from the 80's, even when we're together he always just has to have his earphones in or he goes like batshit and starts getting really anxious hshdn

he also likes to play basketball and skate! yes, he's tried to do both at the same time on several occasions. he once facetimed me to show off him and his roommate at a basketball court, tried to shoot a hoop from behind him and just completely embarrassed himself in front of me, i was screen recording and obv i posted it to twitter ( with his consent ofc )

i know that he's a huge music geek. he's always on his guitar, always mixing stuff on his little interface thingy which is too intimidating and complicated for me to even try and understand. most of the time when he leaves his laptop on when we hang out i just see like a music editor or like google docs w notes and lyrics open, sometimes it concerns me bc hello?? do you even sleep???

lesser known fact about finn, he loves window - shopping. whether it be online or like in malls in the city, i know from his mom that he's always looking at stuff but never buys anything

and when he's not doing any of those things he's either reading some vintage comic book or some teen romance / coming of age novel, writing movie plots and dumping his ideas in his little notebook, or playing whatever videogame is popular at the time

most of the time when we hang out it's with the rest of his friends, which, as you know, consists of a bunch of loud mf vloggers and content creators so we're just listening to them banter and do goofy stuff with their dry ass humor, often having the camera shoved in our face once or twice so they can get extra views

though during the times when it's me knocking at his apartment door at 12 in the morning, or like us hanging out on facetime or on discord, we actually just sit in silence, a super comfy silence

when we have the energy to go out and actually make plans with each other, it's mostly going to watch a movie in cinemas or just on his couch, or to the mall to try and beat every kid's ass at the arcade and bag ourselves a few new plushies, which he always ends up giving to me even though he won them fair n square

whenever we go to the mall we always always have to stop for frozen yogurt, it's literally a requirement for whenever we go out. we cannot go home unless we get frozen yogurt

i always end up with like a keepsake when i hang out with him. especially if i'm visiting him after months and months of being busy with our own projects, i always go home with like a new headband or a new plushie or a new keychain

finn's love languages are definitely touch and gift - giving. him randomly handing me something, even if it's like a cheap box of chocolate from the convenience store, it's like his own little way of going 'i missed you' and it makes me smile so fucking much it hurts

anyways— other than that we're normally just dancing like idiots in our room to taylor swift or some old music, or yelling each other's ear off trying to get mvp in call of duty, or filming stupid shorts that will either never get released to the public, or are posted on my personal tiktok account that only dedicated fans will find ksjsks

[writingnocturne]

burning, cold, and anger :3

To Be Born of Many Hearts

Notes

Thank you for the first ask, Flora!! :) I'm surprised (but really grateful) to already have gotten around 5 or so! <3 Your three words had a lot of angst potential, and the first thing that came to mind was this (which I'm actually splitting into two one-shots, as it lined up with another idea I had on the back-burner and need to get back to). This is based on a mix of the Skyward Sword manga from the Hyrule Historia as well as the lore from the game, with a few nods to some other things there... Those of you who know my personal Hylia headcanons may know where this is leading, but I wanted to keep it vague for a level of mystery! :)

Sneak Peek

《 The skies tremble.

A spirit lingers on the steps towards a glistening temple. The flame of poes— the hearts of all beating together to create his form— spark from his body and reflect on every blade of grass. With his breath, the forest breeze flows… yet, even still, the air hangs heavy.

This place is typically one of gentle warmth. It is one of beautiful tears, like those shed while relishing the splendor of a simple sunrise. In the coming twilight, however, there flickers embers of a golden wrath.

Although he is present wherever humanity shares their own spirits— their courage, their hopes, their strength— he tries to ground himself to this entrance. He forbids his endless soul, just for a time, to keep its distance. The spirit is lesser than what transpires within, after all, and not even the mortals that often call this place home are permitted to trespass now. 》

Ao3 Link

Word Count: 1,022

Prompt Post

This is for a little ask game I'm doing for short fics! You just send me three words and I'll write from them! See the full post here.

[that-birdy-chick]

/2 and to be aware that you'll have some people jumping down your throat trying to explain away terrible writing choices with 'uwu poor steve has sooo much trauma uwu, you don't understand him' and proceed to write a giant block of meta full of hcs and personal interpretations and projection while trampling over your (a real, flesh and blood human being's) very valid feelings of frustration with the way the characters are written in this tv series, just to 'protect'(???) steve (fictional character!). also hilariously forgetting (or just ignoring) that the character of danny also has metric tons of trauma and none of it gets addressed. there's a pretty good reason why s6-10 are seen as 'character assassination' of danny and are the reason some authors left the fandom. sure, there's some nice mcdano moments! and storylines! but it's a quality rollercoaster there are some things that happen that i lovelovelove and others that make me want to hit my head on my desk so hard (the 'charlie will hate you' thing, everyone being ungrateful/dismissive, and in s8, and in s9 and in s10). the producers+writers for some reason cannot make them feel as close as they were in the first 5 seasons and that's just so sad man. they had a great thing going and they dropped the ball so hard. I really recommend rewatching the the first seasons right after ending the series to see the contrast, not just in writing choices but how the actors themselves are trying their best and still seem to be so -done- with everything which is absolutely tied to those links in my first ask; plus alex wanting to be done by s5 and leave, and scott also being done by s5, but staying (even if in lesser capacity, check his imdb: starting from s6 onward he disappears for 4-6 episodes (for his fam and his acting career))

i reiterate, i just writing this to say it valid to feel happy/glad/frustrated/angry/have negative feelings about the show, and nobody should make you feel like they are not or try to explain away questionable stuff like it's your fault you don't 'get it' (while making things up and not taking into account the unfortunate happening in behind the scenes).

hope you enjoy what's left of the series! love to see your thoughts on the episodes!!! (and mcdannno 👀)

Hey anon!

thank you so much for the advice and your kind words!

Seeing as I'm still pretty new to the fandom and that I've been nothing but warned about the last seasons, the heads up is very appreciated!

So far people leaving their own interpretation of Steves character and the overall writing under my posts hasn't really bothered me,

Honestly, I really like to hear other people's perspectives on these things

so long as everyone stays mostly respectful or doesn't get outright nasty towards me as a person, I'm fine with it

Maybe that will change overtime when I'm not quite as new to the fandom anymore but right now, I find it mostly interesting what others have to say

Still thank you tho <3

It's always nice to have people looking out for the new guys <3

About the stuff you mentioned with Danny and 'character assissination' I have to agree 100%

as much as I've started to like s7 the longer I keep watching the more the cracks start to show again,

with both Danny and steve being uncharacteristically nasty at times again towards each other and also this overall feeling that they're just not quite as close as they used to be?

Don't get me wrong it's still miles better than s5 and don't even get me started on s6

But with everything you just told me, that was apparently going on behind the scenes, I guess it's no wonder?

Still I keep my fingers crossed that once I've made it to the end it might not be quite as bad as I've heard?

Maybe it's just false hope because s7 has done a pretty good job emulating the vibe of the earlier seasons so far

Right now I'm at the episode where max is leaving and I have to say it genuinely made me teary eyed to see him go and knowing that he won't be the only character this season to leave for good doesn't make it very easier to keep going,

even if I really dig this more light hearted and at times somber vibe this season.

I also really liked how everyone got a very heartfelt speech about who they are to max and I felt they did a very good job keeping it equal

Sorry, this got a little out of hand also hope you're okay with me sharing this with the rest of the fandom

I just wanted to show my gratitude and share my overall feelings on the show so far

Thanks a lot again and hopefully this wasn't to long a reply<3

[a-girl-called-bob]

I don't want to reply to this on the post it's on, because it'd be getting pretty far away from the original point (that being that chromebooks have actively eroded the technological literacy of large proportions of young people, especially in the US), but I felt enough of a need to respond to these points to make my own post.

Point 1 is... pretty much correct in the context that it's replying to; the Google Problem in this case being the societal impact of Google as a company and how their corporate decisions have shaped the current technological landscape (again, especially in the US). I'd argue it's less like saying Firefox is a good alternative for your dishwasher and more like saying Firefox is a solution for climate change, but whatever, the point's the same. You can't personal choices your way out of systemic issues.

Point 2 is only correct in the most pedantic way; we both know that 'running on a Linux kernel' isn't what we mean when we talk about Linux systems. It's one true definition, but not a functional or useful one. Android and ChromeOS (and to a lesser extent, MacOS, and to an even greater extent, the fucking NES Mini) all share a particular set of characteristics that run counter to the vast majority of FOSS and even Enterprise Linux distributions. Particularly, they're a.) bundled with their hardware, b.) range from mildly annoying to damn near impossible (as well as TOS-breaking) to modify or remove from said hardware, and c.) contain built-in access restrictions that prevent the user from running arbitrary Linux programs. I would consider these systems to all be Linux-derived, but their design philosophies and end goals are fundamentally different from what we usually mean when we talk about 'a Linux system'. Conflating the two is rhetorically counterproductive when you fucking know what we mean.

Point 3 is a significant pet peeve of mine, and the primary reason why I feel the need to actually respond to this even if only on my own blog. "Linux is not a consumer operating system" is such a common refrain, it's practically a meme; yet, I've never seen someone explain why they think that in a way that wasn't based on a 30-year-old conception of what Linux is and does. If you pick up Linux Mint or Ubuntu or, I don't know, KDE Plasma or something, the learning curve for the vast majority of things the average user needs to do is nearly identical to what it would be on Windows. Office software is the same. Media players is the same. Files and folders is the same. Web browsers is the same. GIMP's a little finicky compared to Photoshop but it also didn't cost you anything and there are further alternatives if you look for them. There are a few differences in terms of interface, but if you're choosing between either one to learn for the first time you're using a computer, the difference isn't that large. Granted, you can also do a bunch of stuff with the command line - you could say the same of Powershell, though, and you don't have to use either for most things. Hell, in some respects Windows has been playing catch-up - the Windows Store post-dates graphical software browsers on Linux by at least a decade, maybe more. Finding and installing programs has, quite literally, never been harder on Linux than on Windows - and only recently has Windows caught up. I used Linux as my daily driver for five years before I ever regularly had to open up the terminal (and even then it was only because I started learning Python). I was also seven when I started. If the average teenager these days has worse computer literacy than little seven year old Cam Cade (who had, let me think, just about none to start with), I think we have bigger issues to worry about.

In my opinion, Linux users saying Linux 'isn't for consumers' is an elitist, condescending attitude that's not reflective of the actual experience of using a Linux system. To say so also devalues and trivializes the work put in to projects like Mint and Ubuntu, which are explicitly intended to be seamlessly usable for the vast majority of day-to-day computer tasks.

[skylermadness]

The Hour of the (Dark) Owl (Dark Owl TF/MC)

(Original Date of Upload: July 3, 2023)

Original Description:

My half of a trade with Catolyst on DeviantArt/FurAffinity. Their his can be found here: DeviantArt / FurAffinity Honestly it has been roughly three or four years since I've watched Miraculous, but I will admit it does have some good mood material. Especially considering how easy I was sold on Dark Owl being one! There isn't really a lot to say in regards to the writing process of this story in particular though. Although I don't think I've done this kind of goo trigger before. The idea of goo-based supersuits is a fun one though! Even if I felt like the word 'goo' stopped having meaning halfway through the story. Honestly it's beginning to stop having meaning again and I'm only two thirds of the way through this description. I think there's a word for that... Either way, a very fun story to work on! Definitely allowed me to work on something outside of my usual knowledge base, and I think I did rather well on it! An all around very enjoyable experience~

   Your package is 3 stops away…

   Cato had found himself leaning on the wall beside the entrance to his home, the man staring down at that exact text message on his phone for roughly a few minutes now. It was boring, to say the least, but it gave his mind something to focus on as he waited for the aforementioned package.

   The item that was within said package was a realistic replica of the mask worn by Dark Owl from the Miraculous series. A rather specific piece of memorabilia when it comes to merchandise. Mainly due to the fact that it was for a minor character that he was pretty sure very few people really were all that interested in. The fact he found anything at all related to the guy was a miracle, but it was definitely one he was glad about.

   …well, mostly. A fraction of his mind was surprised that he had gotten any kind of indicator that the package was sent out. Or the fact he was getting a package at all.

   It was definitely a gamble to buy random merchandise after a random Google search for it one day while he was bored and lacked something to do. Perhaps not the wisest of purchases, but again: rare character memorabilia. Plus Cato had presumed the site was probably one of those online stores where people would put personal projects and things up for sale that the person made themselves. Like Etsy, but lesser known and a lot more shady of a website. 

   His thoughts were broken at the sudden sound of banging on the door right next to him, which had started him and caused him to almost drop his phone. He did manage to stop himself though, shoving his phone into his pocket and then opening the door to find a medium-sized package placed on the ground in front of it.

   "Hm, I didn't even hear anything drive by," Cato mused to himself as he bent down to pick up the box.

   He was quick to head back inside his home and find a spot in his living room to set the box down so he could open it. With a conveniently nearby box opener, he cut open the package and pulled aside the flaps.

   Sitting within the box was a copious amount of plastic, which was rather excessive for an object that wasn't even marked as fragile. Strangely, there were splotches of brown and black that stained the plastic. Paint, he had presumed. There was also a weird smell of… either rubber or latex, he couldn't really tell.

   "I guess this is what happens when you buy off sketchy sites…" he grumbled as he plunged a hand into the plastic and rummaged around it for a few seconds. It didn't take very long for it to graze the object of his desires, Cato almost instantly grasping onto it and pulling it from the confines of the package.

   Despite prior concerns thanks to the smudged plastic and the weird smell, as Cato steadily unfurled the mask he realized it looked and felt relatively higher quality than original anticipations had left him to believe. The material wasn't easy to pinpoint, although it did possess an almost rubbery consistency to it that would allow it to be squeezed and pulled while also presumably being comfortable enough to wear on one's face. It possessed a clean, black coloration with two orange tuft-like points that extend from above the eyes to its back. It didn't seem to have any paint chipping or wetness either, which made the stains in the plastic even more peculiar.

   "Huh," Cato audibly vocalized, staring at the object as he held it out in front of him, his thumbs within the eye holes of the mask. If anything it was a perfect replica of the object it was designed after. So much so that it looked wide and round enough that it wouldn't fit on his face very well. A bit disheartening, admittedly, but he was probably going to put it on display somewhere in his home anyway. Although looking at it did make him subconsciously wonder if he could find the rest of the costume somewhere online as well…

   He shook his head. Nope, definitely not the best financial choice. Especially with… how…

   "What the…? Is that paint??"

   With the mask's bottom opening fully unfurled, bits of black and blown 'fluid' were starting to slowly drip off the edges of it. And while it didn't look overtly disgusting, it was unpleasant to view globs of a largely unknown substance slowly drop onto the table from the inside of a usually wearable object.

   It had to be wet paint, he kept telling himself. Especially considering he could feel it moving over his thumbs. Now that he thought about it he should really take them out of the mask's eyes now… 

   Ultimately deciding to set the mask down on the table in front of him, he inspected the fingers that were within it for any abnormalities.

   Both thumbs were somehow already covered in brown 'paint', the substance seemingly beginning to sluggishly ooze down towards his hand the longer he looked at it. And after a few seconds, Cato realized one thing.

   "Why does paint this feel so… rubbery?"

   Using a random finger he tried to wipe off the substance from one of his thumbs, only for it to seemingly multiply by moving onto the finger without losing mass on the thumb.

   "Wha-huh? G-get off!!" he inadvertently touched his fingers together as he tried to shake it off the hand instead, the other hand being balled into a fist as he dug it into the table for support. Unfortunately, all that resulted in was the strange brown goo spreading across the rest of his fingers. This had occurred on both hands as well, the mysterious substance easily edging onto his palms and knuckles.

   With his attempts at forcing the goo off his hands being a failure, Cato splayed them both in front of him and watched the moving goo with a mix of fear and curiosity. The strange, almost rubbery gobs continued to progress across the surface of his skin, stretching over it in a slow wave-like motion. And as his eyes continued to remain affixed on the sight he noticed something else strange starting to happen as well.

   It was rather hard to tell at first, but as each second passed it appeared his hands were getting… larger? The size of his fingers were looking longer, a small increase in length having entered into them. Alongside that was a more noticeable increase in size, a visible chunkiness accumulating in them and granting an meatiness to them. This meatiness was also quick to jump to the rest of his hands, especially as the brown goo was almost finished encapsulating them. Their size was being augmented more and more, stretching out in all directions by about an inch. There was even an evident thickness swelling in his hands as well, overall adding to the density of them and granting them a certain aura of power that they didn't possess before in their previously smaller size.

   As the rubbery feel of the goo consumed his hands there was an additional swath of changes pushing into them. The rubber was rubbing up against his skin and causing it to age beneath it. A certain level of weathering entered the back of his hands, meanwhile a hardness was entering his palms granting them a set of calluses. There had even been a level of scarring that etched across his knuckles, some sort of battle wear and tear being formulated upon them.

   Eventually the goo, alongside the aging beneath it, would move past his hands and onto his arms. The cuffed sleeves of his flannel were already quick in getting consumed by the substance as it layered onto his wrist and crawled up his forearms. As a result the shirt was practically starting to get absorbed into the transformative goop, which had allowed it to be the only thing that would be layered upon his arms. This would only further facilitate Cato's transformation as a gain in size was now entering the lower half of his arms. 

   As the rubbery substance inched further upwards, a slight warmth was embedding into his forearms. This warmth was then accompanied by a strange feeling of newfound strength that was beginning to bud within the muscles of the region. This feeling only increased with each passing moment, the muscles in that part of the arm increasing in size. A change that steadily garnered a substantial bulkiness within that area of the arm, density increasing more and more as muscle mass was further accrued.

   This would only progress further and further, this burgeoning strength pushing upwards more as the substance caused it to move beyond his elbows and onto his upper arms. The coloration of the substance had become a darker brown now that it was past the elbow, and as the melted rubbery-feeling goo continued to meet skin there was a continuation to the increase in his musculature. Muscles slowly swelling up in size, his biceps bulking while his triceps expanded at the same time. His shoulders followed soon after, both of them rounding out due to the maturing of his deltoids. In totality all of this would result in his arms gaining a set of thick, well defined muscles that was nothing like the build his arms had just a minute prior. And it wouldn't be long until Cato felt a twinge at the furthest edges of his chest, the goo now moving beyond the threshold that divided his arms and torso and cascading onto his body.

   Cato had spent the time just staring at the changes, unable to fully formulate what to think. Just watching his form bulk up was a surreal experience, even when it was shrouded beneath a bunch of goo that had felt rather weird to just feel rush across his body like this. And this constant feeling of newfound strength that was circulating throughout his arms, as well as starting to emanate from the core of his body, wasn't an unwelcome feeling.

   If anything it kind of made him want to flex an arm more than anything.

   Although those plans were disregarded as his attention got diverted back to his hands and arms, as Cato noticed the gooey feeling was subsiding into something a lot harder and more rigid. His gaze lingered on the area, the man left watching again as the once runny goop that encased his limbs was slowly beginning to harden. The rubbery feel remained over his hands, with the brown substance seemingly becoming actual rubber as it appeared to be becoming a pair of gloves. A pair of which was gaining a significant set of intricacies as lining formed above the wrist area while the gloves in their entirety tightened across Cato's lower arms, outlining his thicker physique. There even seemed to be a second layer of material forming beneath them in that area, this being further proven as the portion of goo that had surrounded his elbows and arms was garnering a form itself. Darker brown, appearing almost leathery in its surface texture. There even seemed to be a design akin to depictions of chainmail entering certain segments of the material, a strange familiarity forming the longer Cato's eyes stayed on the hardening goop.

   "Why does that look strangely like- oh, urgh-"

   Cato stepped forward, hands holding onto the table in front of him for support as a sudden gripping sensation entered into his chest. While he was preoccupied the transformative substance was continuing to spread across the man's chest at a fast rate. By now it had already closed onto the split of his shirt, consuming the first two buttons before finally meeting at the middle and spreading upwards and downwards at the same time.

   As it spread across his chest the same mixture of heat and continuous addition to strength intensified within the core of his body. This prompted another set of muscles to grow, his pectorals pushing out further as mass was accumulating within them. Thick muscle steadily swelling out forward, a sizable meatiness filling in both pecs with ease. It wasn't long before they started to push into the goo covering his chest, a noticeable crevice forming from this meaty shelf and dividing his upper body from his lower. At the same time the width of his pectoral muscles also was altering, mainly due to the overall size of his body as a whole being widened thanks to his steadily broadening shoulders.

   A churning in his gut soon followed, the feeling of the fabric of his shirt touching his abdomen now being replaced by the goopy rubber that now clung to the skin of his belly. Warm heat was spiraling throughout his lower body, that feeling being followed by more muscles forming. A small set of abdominal muscles slowly pushed forward, etching into the goo. They weren't as impressive as the muscles within the rest of his body, with only two rows being slotted forward to form a four pack, but it was still enough to continue the circulation of physical might throughout his body.

   While Cato's frontal changes were occuring, the goo had been making its way over his back as well. This was more apparent with the portions of it that had already reached his stomach with the portion of that substance stretching both downwards and sideways. It wrapped around his lower torso, then seemed to almost squeeze it momentarily. It would eventually give Cato a slightly more top heavy build, albeit not by too much with how wide his abdominal region remained.

   The weird tugging in his chest started to subside, Cato now being able to regain his senses and properly look down at his chest. He had also idly raised a gloved hand to his neck, the goo seeming to have already enveloped the collar of his flannel and was now encircling the area. The viscose feeling was hardening around his neck as well, allowing him to tug at the now leathery-like material. He definitely wasn't used to this…

   The goo on his torso was beginning to follow the example set by his neck with it now shifting in material as well while garnering more detail. It was tightening, resulting in his form getting better outlined. Shades of brown grew more visible within the substance while bits of black formed on the sides and slightly divided where his chest muscles would be. The chainmail-like padding formed in certain areas around the core of his body. But the most prominent alteration was an orangey-brown 'stain' of sorts that formed right in the middle of the formulating uniform, said stain slowly growing more visible while garnering an actual shape. It would take a few seconds, but it would eventually harden into an all-too-familiar insignia of an owl's face.

   Seeming to not worry about whether or not the area was properly hardened or not, Cato stopped pulling at the neck of his forming uniform and brought the hand down to the insignia. "It is definitely the Dark Owl uniform, alright," he said, stating the obvious.

   The sight made his mind become lost in thought. Eyes fixed to the insignia, the man started to wonder what exactly this substance even was. Did the mask seriously come with some body altering slime that doubled as a replica of the character's uniform? Come to think of it, was he actually becoming the character in terms of physical form? …and why does that kind of sound appealing to him?

   With Cato trailing off mentally, a portion of goo that had remained viscous was slowly starting to stretch out behind him. At the exact same time the mask that he had left on the table was now subtly shaking, seeming to inch towards the man at a fairly unimpressive pace. It was like some kind of partially demagnetized object being pulled towards an actual magnet. Meanwhile, the goo was now reaching his waist, having effectively consumed his shirt entirely now and beginning to repeat the same effect with his pants. 

   The denim of his pants was effortless getting absorbed into the mysterious substance, meaning that as the almost rubbery texture met his skin yet again it was replicating the same changes it had done to the rest of his body. His thighs began to warm, the muscles within them getting stimulated by the transformative substance. Growing thicker in conjunction were his hamstrings and his quads, both of them steadily gaining a substantial musculature akin to that that his arms possessed. The same thing would happen to the lower half of his legs shortly after. As the goo ran beneath his knees, encapsulating the crus of his legs, squeezing against the skin, his calves were prompted to bulge outwards too.

   The last section of his lower body that remained unchanged had been his feet, but that didn't last for long as the wave of goop rushed down to his ankles and beyond. His shoes were swallowed up almost instantly, the goo pressing onto his feet in seconds and prompting the final set of growths to set in. They were massaged out, getting larger in size and thicker in width. His toes got chunkier at a rapid pace. The soles of his feet were becoming harder as well, a rough set of calluses forming on the bottom of them much like how they had on his hands.

   All while the lower portion of his body got encapsulated, the last portions of the suit finally seemed to begin forming from the substance. Brown with black lines etching across the legs as a new and harder material formed with thin padding forming atop that material. Bubbling out of the goo that covered his knees was a pair of knee pads that stood out rather prominently against the rest of his suit. Then came the bits of goo that surrounded his lower legs and feet, changing into leather as they gained a lighter shade of brown that was the same as the shade on his gloves, although an orange triangle seemed to stretch on both toecaps. Ridges formed across the footwear to give them more defined features while a design etched into the blackening rubber on the soles.

   Concurrently, more drastic additions were coming forward from the goo around his back and waist. The thin portion of black goo that was lengthening from his back was already at the length to meet his waist, and it didn't seem to be stopping there as it was progressing beyond that. The other addition was a belt materializing around his waist; brown leather manifesting from the substance with ease while the buckle was a hard metal. The buckle also possessed an owl-like symbol to it.

   Cato was still lost in thought, trying to rationalize his feelings in his mind. Would he really mind this transformation all that much? The new physique definitely wasn't an unwelcome one. And the suit outlined it rather-

   That final thought was broken in a single millisecond as the very catalyst of this transformation, the mask, came flying onto his face from the table in front of him. He didn't notice it coming, which resulted in the event to be rather startling.

   "Wh-what the hell?!" Cato exclaimed, the last word of his sentence sounding a little deeper than the ones prior. In a blind panic he brought the hands to his head and started to grip onto the mask, but it was already becoming a struggle to rip it off of his head.

   "God damn it-" he growled out, his voice continuing to change as his breathing got deeper with the longer the mask stayed on his face.

   The mask seemed to surprisingly lack any sort of goo, but it still shared transformative properties exactly like the aforementioned substance had. The moment it latched onto his head the very structure of his skull altered, steadily growing to properly and perfectly fit the mask. The structure of it was slowly widening until the sides of his head touched the inside of the mask. The shape of his head also seemed to change, the rectangular shaping of it shifting with his features rounding out to give it a bit more of an oval-like shape.

   While his skull was shifting, the very features of his face were altering at the same time. The most visible changes happened to his lower face, Cato's facial hair changing in a rather drastic manner. The beard that was on his chin changed coloration, a deep brown seeping into and replacing the originally blonde follicles. The spikiness of it was quickly getting lost as well, hairs growing out beneath his lower lip as the beard was being forced to grow thicker. The thickening only continued as more and more hairs grew across his jawline, the brown fluff garnering a dense appearance as it did so. Two noticeable vertical stripes also formed, arising onto the portions of his beard that laid at the sides of his jaw. It wouldn't be long until that portion of facial hair seemed to completely cover his lower jaw, giving him a voluminous beard that possessed a rather well-groomed look to it.

   As for above his mouth, Cato's mustache hadn't been spared as it too was growing. Blonde hairs deepening to a more orangey-brown, the lengths of them also stretching out the sides of his face. The general density of his mustache was increasing as time went on, more and more hairs continuing to grow upon the ergotrid of his face until it was practically covered. And the hairs only seemed to get longer with each passing second, extending out sideways on each side of his face. It went way beyond the confines of a normal mustache with it lengthening over his cheeks and beyond them, only getting even denser than it had been before. The mustache didn't even start to taper until it reached the further sectors of the edges of his face, and the growing didn't end until the tips were noticeably sticking out.

   "Get off me!" Cato continued to yell as he attempted to use his newly developed strength to brute force the mask off of him. "I'll get to putting you on later- urgh-"

   He stopped for a second as, in his panic and fury, he managed to slam himself into a wall. "Uugh, come on…"

   The entire ordeal only continued to clue him into his changing voice. Deeper, gaining a bit of an aged tone to it. There was a strange aura of authoritativeness etching into it as well. It sounded so foreign coming from his mouth, but at the same time it was easily becoming an exact copy of the voice of the person he was becoming.

   The mask continued to get more comfortable on his head as the rest of his facial features changed. His nose was next in line as the bridge of it was losing its broadness, instead becoming thinner as it more cleanly slotted into the nose of the mask. The roundness of the nasal was also being lost, getting thin as well as his nose appeared to become more aquiline in shape. Meanwhile the top of his head was rounding out more as it brushed up against the mask's dome, changing to fit into that area as well. 

   As his scalp was pushed into the top of the mask more, it also appeared a strange set of changes was settling into the parts of his face that were obscured. The most drastic of them all came with his hair, much of it rapidly shrinking into his scalp the longer the mask pushed onto it. A bald spot formed on the apex of his head, his hairline receding at the same time, and the bald spot was only growing larger in diameter with each passing second. Blonde hairs constantly disappear into the skin atop his head, leaving behind a clean dome. But not all of his hair would leave, as a portion of it that stretched from the sides of his head to the back of it stubbornly remained. Those parts instead just changed colors, going from bright blonde to deep brown rapidly.

   As if the balding wasn't enough, his increasing age only seemed to become more noticeable as the material of the mask rubbed onto the skin of his face. A noticeable weathering was forming into it, the looks of a young adult being lost to that of someone much older. His eyebrows, originally slightly thin, got thicker while they grew longer as well. If his mask was off the arching of his eyebrows could better be more antiquated to the brows of an owl. All the while they gained the same dark coloration as the rest of his hair.

   Cato groaned as he pushed himself off the wall, stumbling forward slightly. The thin layer of goo that had stretched behind his back was the last part that seemed unfinished, although after a few more seconds it would end up finally solidifying into a cape. And while many of the physical changes were slowing to a halt, an immense hazy feeling was entering the man's mind. He blinked his eyes a few times, yellow and orange spirals starting to enter them at the last few blinks. 

   "What… is this… feeling?" he asked himself, raising a hand back up to hold his forehead. 

   There was a pressurizing feeling within his mind. It was small at first, but it wasn't long until it grew in size. And it wasn't long until it seemed to almost make itself known. It felt abstract at first; urges and desires that were not his own yet they seemed to constantly push into trying to be his. As if they were trying to replace his very self in a way.

   A more prominent aspect was one that felt heroic. An immense feeling to be of aid to people who needed it. That immenseness was only growing, getting practically overwhelming in mere seconds. It was practically becoming a staple of his new personality in a way, a driving force for his actions in a way he couldn't fully comprehend.

   "N-not right…" Cato groaned out, stumbling another step forward. Such a thought felt wrong. Felt unlike himself. So far beyond his human capabilities. And yet those rationalizations were fleeting fast. What is himself, really? He has this muscular form, he has a certain level of age to him. He has the suit, and his mind felt as if it could easily recall the knowledge for such things.

   Was that there before? Knowing to fight? It was hard to discern. Everything felt numb and hazy, everything in Cato's mind just felt like it was drowning. Or was it getting replaced? It was abstract, again.

   "Can't think… have to… urgh-"

   He still wanted to resist it all though. To tug himself out the overwhelming urges of heroics, the constant impounding to his very identity. He wanted to tell himself he wasn't a hero, but everything was drowning that out because as time was passing it just didn't feel true. How could he think himself not to be one? Especially when he was the best hero this city has to offer, the only-

   That's when something else clicked. A second intense feeling that spiraled alongside the first.

   It was a very uncouth one, one that practically contrasted with the very identity that should be upheld. At the same time however, it was nigh-impossible to resist the strange urge of vengeance that burned in the back of his mind. It felt like a reason for him to exist, in a way. A negative emotion to pull from and to give him a sense of purpose. 

   And don't many heroes have that to a degree?

   Then again, his desire was one that could be considered selfish. One of hostility, one of wanting to be the only hero around. Perhaps other heroes don't have that, but then again he's not like other heroes. Is he?

   But he's not a hero, he's… someone else?

   Such a thought was feeling foreign. Pointless. He is a hero! He's the Dark Owl!

   He couldn't stop the confident smirk forming on his face in reaction to that very thought. An identity properly forming in his mind, pooling together all the thoughts and emotions that were within it. Any former sense of self seemed distant, replaced. Not like he would ever be able to acknowledge such a thing. As far as he was aware, the only self that existed was the Dark Owl. 

   A fist clenched, the spirals in his eyes fading into a clean green and orange double-layer iris in his eyes that further accentuated the owl-like features the hero possessed. The fisted arm curled, practically flexing, while the other one swung behind him with his upper body turning slightly. A leg stepped forward while the other one remained in its spot. A smirk still plastered on his face the Dark Owl finished his heroic pose, exclaiming, "Hoo-hoo! Paris' greatest superhero is here to save the day!" as he did so.

   Although after that he starts to come to his senses. Primarily because he's not outside, and the place he is in doesn't look familiar at all.

   Ending his pose, he shifts to a more upright position as he raises a hand to scratch the back of his head. Looking around, all he can gather is this is someone's home. "Hm…"    His inspection does end up eyeing the opened box on the table. Brow raised in curiosity, he steps forward to the table and picks up the empty cardboard package. He turns it around a few times, attempting to find some clue as to where he was. And it isn't long until he does…