#( vibrating at a speed that can shatter glass

[hawkeyeslaughter]

“ yes i would love to trust you buddy , but you are clearly keeping secrets from me . “

too soon to tell , todd snider x mash

[daily-vitamin-vbs]

((EEEEE LORE DROP IN ABOUT AN A LITTLE OVER AN HOUR IVE BEEN THINKING ABOUT IT ALL DAYYYYYY

[sailforvalinor]

It just hit me that Dimitri Alexandre Blaiddyd has a lot of parallels to Antigone, the biggest difference being that he freaking climbs out of his grave and puts the ghosts to rest

[bunni-bun]

peeking into the tags during lunch to spoil myself cuz i'm so excited to get home but also hhtlwkwjdkfkekknntm holy shit???? ohhhh i’m so fucking excited, i can't wait 😆

[unboundprompts]

can you do a prompt where you are describing how the car accident happened in persent. like; he speed up his car, breaking the rules and then suddenly the car hit something, no, someone.

Describing a Car Accident

-> tw for a sensitive/traumatic subject

-> feel free to edit and adjust pronouns as you see fit.

His foot was heavy on the pedal, the car humming beneath his fingers on the wheel. Wheels spun on the rough road, the car all but vibrating as he reached speeds of 70, 80 miles per hour.

She listened to the roar of the engine, loving the sound of the purr as she stepped on the gas. She'd do anything to listen to that noise.

The speed limit was a mere suggestion, and they felt unstoppable in that moment.

The windshield shattered. That was the first thing he noticed. Cracks like a spiderweb and finally glass flying everywhere. He scrambled to hit the breaks, wheels burning on the road.

The noise was the worst part. The screeching of the tires, the scream that poured from her lips. The thud of the body. The silence that followed.

They hit someone. There was someone in the road. There was blood, so much blood. They couldn't breathe. Oh God, what did they do?

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[kwangnyangie]

SHAKING CRYING THROWING UP, RUNNING INTO TRAFFIC, JUMPING OFF A BUILDING, VIBRATING AT THE SPEED THAT CAN SHATTER GLASS, CRYING BLOODY TEARS, CURLING UP INTO A BALL RN, TWIRLING MY HAIR AND SCREAMING INTO MY PILLOW RN

[originemesis]

@bored2deathiswear xxx

And of course the bastard is adept at lip-reading even when the lips in question are latched to a pair between the legs. Because why wouldn't he be? Probably had penned entire novels down there at this point from how much he likely fingered his own sad clown of a cunt. Anything to make the most microscopic acts of defiance dwarfed even in comparison to the simplicity of a raised middle finger hard on the first man.

And as the sharp burn of hellfire fills the webbing of cracks sustained along the shattering side of his cheek with a molten gold saturation that bit much like a hornet's sting, he mouths a classic 'fuck' next against the slippery heat. It graduates into a livelier 'ow- fuck!' with the other's persistence in grinding a heel around the dislocated droop of the ensnared exorcist's shoulder. Trapped talons, from the arm still stuck painfully beneath him and threaded backwards at its own agonizing angle through the window, twitch and dig in to the outer frame, carving impatient grooves into the wood. If the restraints detect the scratching post like damage, they don't flare up to let him know. Possibly because their owner is much too preoccupied riding his face to focus on property damage that doesn't correlate to the relentless plunge of yellowed taste buds.

There's a brief moment before the restless jerk of horns that he swivels his gaze upwards at the near whisper of his name- if only because the tight assed tone he's been subjected to all of this unintended stay in solitary confinement seems to have done nothing but evaporate, leaving a quivering hint of... exactly what, he can't be sure (and who can with the literal fucking devil-), only that it seems to be something worth whittling away at for yet another chance at his captor's throat.

He forces inches in with as much dexterity as one can lacking arms and hellfire burnt wrists for any leverage, but there's not much to make of the task other than curl the studded section of tongue upwards against a spongy target as the other hiked up over his shoulder pulls him in deeper by the horns, and then out some with the needy roll of hips. Rolls that obscure his vision in more than just the physical sense with the heat from the exchange fogging up his mask and smearing pungent streaks of need around the glass with each forward fixation.

Once horns are free of the demanding pace, he simply pumps in place at the depth he's left, no real way of assisting the task only to keep the object the other's determined to fuck himself more stupid with out enough for him to do so. The talons have scratched enough at the window frame by now to have loosened its hold on his scalded arm, and as the bastard claws his collar, he twists it until its free and still slightly smoking, the restraints no where to be found during their master's temporary climb to just short of the actual glory from where he'd been flung down.

It isn't noticeable that he's wrested it free until it comes to rest on the inner portion of the other's thigh once the twitch of inner muscles spasm around a pained groan that vibrates up through his tongue as waves of contractions swallows at the intrusion. Well that was time sparingly fast...is he for fucking real? Not that he's complaining.

A moment braced against the other's leg later, he's unwinding the shock of yellow muscle from the messy waves within, a wet pop once its out. It doesn't drift far from the source as he drags its length back up through the sticky crevice of flushed folds, an exhausted grunt and the sudden squeeze of a thigh signaling the dissolving of the restraints with far less energy than the last time he'd had been afforded the arm movement to smother and choke. A weary "hey-" with the same tone the other had taken with his name follows, along with the saucers of his eyes swiveling up to pass unspoken judgement for the speed of the exchange...if it could even be called that. Though he had picked up on something that might be of some use to him yet...so maybe it was just that. His talons are surprisingly tame, resting against a leg under the looming gaze of a breathless captor.

"Can you...like get me out of this already? Hurts like a bitch-"

[the-no-name-system]

I am quite interested in your project and excited to read it when regressuary starts

Aaaand 1 and 12 for the questions

You have no idea how excited I am to share with you guys. I’m vibrating at a speed that would shatter glass, and the only reason I’m not wishing February would come sooner is because I just need to finish the second half of chapters!

How did they find out about age regression?

Silver found out online, for sure. That boy is the type to fall down internet rabbit holes, and when he saw a recommended video about adults dressing up as children and coloring, his interest was piqued. He fell down that rabbit hole and discovered what he was doing was regression.

12. Do they have any specific nicknames for when they regress?

Yes he does! But they don’t show up until quite late in the fic, hehe. >:3c Silver calls Meganium “Megi” when he’s small or he’s being openly affectionate with her. Lance can get Silver into littlespace simply by calling him “Silvie,” but Silver’s nickname for (his) Lance? Well, let’s just say it’s a well-used nickname that I love, and it takes a lot to weasel it out of Silver. The title banner will definitely feature it, so you don’t have long to wait, and you can probably guess, but. 🤷‍♂️ Personally I think it’s going to be all the sweeter when Silver finally lets it slip.

[unusual-raccoon]

okay then i will spam you <3 <3 just thinking about what you said about jace gaslighting lucerys when he starts suspecting jace is his stalker! with the ask i sent you about social media and them, i just feel like Jace would have a private random account that he uses just to follow lucerys and send him the most deranged messages ever. like, he picks lucerys from school one day and sees him flirting with that arryn boy from his bio class. that night, the random anon sends lucerys a lengthy message describing very explicitly and with detail all the ways he could kill the arryn boy and how lucerys was wearing the sweater he sent as a gift so that means lucerys is his and he should know better. lucerys cannot block him because the anon has already told him that he will post all lucerys' private pictures if he tries (jace would never share such pictures anywhere, with anyone, because he doesn't want to cause his baby so much distress and he doesn't want to share lucerys either, but lucerys doesn't know this ofc ;) ).

Oh. OH. Unhinged stalker Jace 🫣. God, he’d be so deranged. Like sending the most long-winded, possessive rants about Luke being his fucking property. And then ten he’d switch apps and text Luke that he forgot his lunch at home💖.

I cannot even imagine how stressed Luke would be though, poor thing. Bet you the only thing keeping him from having a whole breakdown is being able to spend time with Jace 👀.

Also sorry if the social media angle wasn’t what you hoped, I was trying to keep it generic! But yeah, stalker!Jace would have an account to (lovingly) harass Luke. Also, yeah those nudes are fucking hard earned (and ofc they’re of his bby he’d rather die than let anyone else see them)

Maybe the minute Luke starts to connect the dots his stalker sends him a photo of Jace, like sleeping or just something candid. However it’s proof that his stalker has access to the people (the person™️) that he cares about more than anything.

Cue Luke being extra paranoid and SO attached. He’d bust right through their adjoining bathroom and ask Jace is he can spend the night. Threatening someone he cares about brings out another side of Luke (I’m looking at you Aemond 😌).

The gifts might eventually become more sexual - like yes the previous gifts were possessive and suggestive, and yes he’s sent compromising, reputation-shattering images of himself, but sex toys are another ball game for him.

Remote. control. vibrator 🫣 - it’s really his pièce de résistance, at least Jace happens to think so.

Luke would rather eat glass than put that thing anywhere near him, but his stalker sends a message and another photo of Jace. So, Luke agrees to do what his stalker wants.

Jace edging himself all day while Luke is at school and playing with the vibrator’s setting via an app on his phone. Cranking up the speed and slowing it down in long intervals. Dragging the dial to the max for brief 3 second pulses and Luke is utterly sobbing in the bathroom, resigned to failing his bio test because there’s NO way he can go back to class

He’d take his sleeping meds after scrubbing himself raw in the shower, crawling into bed with Jace, and knocking out - rinse and repeat.

[thelemonsnek]

There are a lot of fun questions that come about from a tma-verse. How faithful are we talking. Are they full blown Avatars? Do they have to feed their patron? If so how would they go about it? I do believe a subway system would be pretty rich in targets as they have commuters that come day in and day out.

[vibrating at a speed that shatters glass] I am SO glad you asked

It is very faithful to tma canon, because instead of being eebied to Hisui, Ingo instead ends up in tma London! So the first part of the au is quite literally in tma. There's a whole running gag that Jon used to be into pokemon, and he gives Ingo and Emmet a copy of Pokemon White to play and they mark it with the Spiral and Buried respectively, and eventually it just gets marked by so many different avatars that that's what starts the apocalypse instead of the statement Elias gives Jon. Ingo and Emmet do get back to the pokemon universe before that happens though so it's fineeeeee

(They also bring the entities to the pokemon universe in coming home)

Are they full blown avatars?

Yes they are!! Ingo became an avatar when he became the Distortion, and Emmet became an avatar to escape Ingo's subway :)

For context on that, when Ingo and Emmet first reunited, it. Didn't go well! Because Michael had latched onto Ingo as a perfect victim (he was literally questioning the entire foundation of his reality, how could Michael resist?) and used Ingo's vague memories to torment him with the idea of the man in white

So Ingo doesn't think Emmet is real, and they end up fighting, and in that fight it comes up that Ingo has been eating people bc. He's the Distortion, that's what the Distortion does. And Emmet is like WHAT THE FUCK. THATS NOT OKAY. And anyways things continue and Ingo is convinced of Emmet's realness and is like oohhhh. He was important to the person Ingo. He could make me be that person again (bc the Distortion is a what, not a who, but just like Helen, he wants that anyways)

So he says to Emmet, "I have missed you so much. We can catch up, on the subway" and there, impossibly on the wall, is a sliding door leading to a subway car

Ingo is Emmet's brother. He will always trust him. He walks through the door, and finds himself in an impossible, endless subway

By now their argument has caught up with Ingo, and he's like. Ah. Emmet, the thing that anchored me to myself for the first time, said I shouldn't eat people. So I won't. And he goes on a hunger strike

Problem is, because of him doing that, Emmet can't get out. There is no out

But, a pressure at the back of his head whispers, there is a way down. And he Becomes, and begins to understand why Ingo took those people. He understands, because he has his own subway now

Do they have to feed their patron?

Also yes :) and yes, the subway is a verrrry convenient way to feed, especially since their domains are both subways as well! Very verrrry easy to be in a rush to get to your destination and take the wrong door :)

It's a bit of a perfectly awful situation really! They're both each other's anchors, which is great because they're good anchors to their sense of selves. The problem is, they kind of have this massive echo chamber going on, where as long as the other agrees and says that the act was justified, anything goes. And of course, with feeding, it keeps the other person healthy and alive. Why wouldn't they want their brother, their anchor, to stay safe? So their morals degrade rather rapidly!!

As far are their domains go, they're both differently flavored subways that have some degree of overlap (meaning it's possible to start in one, and end up in the other). Ingo's an endless maze that should not be possible. Trains that just never stop, stairwells that go on forever only to lead to nowhere, windows that show cities that don't exist

Emmet's is much more centered around the claustrophobia of the subways. Passageways that are a little too small, ceilings that are surely too cracked to hold, the weight of the world bearing down above you, held off only by the flimsy, crumbling cement. The trains are tight, dirty. There's never enough light to properly see anything

This video reminds me a lot of Ingo's subway :)

And this post is both of them tbh, in my tags I explain how it's Emmet, Ingo I think is self explanatory

[pisoprano]

If I had to pick an Age of the Myst series that was my favorite, I think it’d have to be Amateria. There might be some bias in that it was the first Age I remember solving myself instead of getting help from a family member who’d already solved it, but truly there is something so special about the the puzzle environment here.

(Spoilers ahead)

Amateria is based around three puzzles that each feature an ice sphere being guided along various tracks through the puzzle's architecture.

One of the puzzles allows the player to interact directly with the track the ice sphere travels along. Here, you follow the sphere through intersecting loops and vibrating walls of air (which are very disorienting to stand inside, as it makes the screen shake) that can be turned off during a phase of the sequence dictated by the player. In order to test the puzzle, however, the player must access a panel that propels you upwards to a place where you are able to watch your programming unfold in a more third-person view all at once. If you do it right, each of the five vibrating rings will turn off one by one in the proper sequence. If not, the test sphere hits the vibrating wall and shatters, meaning you have to go back down to try again (fortunately, there seems to be an infinite number of ice spheres you can create until you get it right).

The lever puzzle is a bit different in that you don't get to interact with the track directly this time. Instead, you either get to look at the lever from the side (where you can pull switches to move the wheel that acts as the lever’s fulcrum) or you go to the secluded alcoves where the counterweight spheres are located (so you can adjust and/or evaluate the counterweight wood, metal, and glass sections of their respective spheres and get them to balance). The clues to understanding the puzzle are found back on the hub age, though if you’re inclined to guessing and checking to solve this puzzle, you can do it (though you will end up crashing a LOT of ice spheres off the lever trying).

The third puzzle is almost completely abstracted, being a series of interconnected rings spinning over the sea where you can’t reach. Some of these rings have a solid bottom, while others are completely hollow (meaning that any spheres that get sent there crash straight into the water), and you have to discover a path that bounces the sphere to only places it can be held (and, just to make your life more difficult, one of the spots for pegs have had another peg stuffed in the hole, making the spot unusable).

After each of the three puzzles are solved, the player is given a passcode. Entering each passcode into a series of displays at the starting location allows them access to the inside of the main pagoda, where they’ll find several interlocking tracks and the rising platform leads to the most abstracted puzzle yet: a series of wooden circles with lines carved into the design that you have to make match up with a few colored icons around the edge.

Once this puzzle’s pieces are all place, control is taken away from the player as something lowers above you. You press a button (you have no idea what it does, but you’ve gotten this far by trying things and seeing what happens) and the puzzle interface pulls out of reach. You hear the familiar sound of a sphere being created, but this time it occurs as an ice sphere comes into existence around you. You hang there hovering in the air just long enough for it to sink in that you are about to take the place of all those spheres you’ve thrown away solving puzzles.

Then you drop and get sent on that ride.

You travel the intersecting loops and you don’t hit any of the vibrating barriers, despite how you slow and speed up as you go up and down the track. You start to relax a little as you go through a tunnel, only to turn and see the wood-glass counterweight go into motion and you realize that that lever needs to move into place exactly and before you can even react, you straight at the end of the lever, it just barely getting into place when you slide into its curved groove. You then get sent out to sea and experience being bounced from ring to ring, hoping very hard that you programmed the puzzle correctly, because you can’t see which of the rings have bottoms and which are hollow and would lead you to your certain doom. But you survive and you keep going and you move towards a series of gaps that you barely recognize, where—1, 2, 3—a platform for each puzzle you solved rises out of the sea just in time to carry you across to a place where the ice sphere finally comes to rest, now shattering around you. You made it through alive.

This Age does an amazing job of leading you towards abstraction, always giving you the view of the whole puzzle from a third-person observer to the point that it almost feels like you’re not in a physical place anymore, that the puzzles are disconnected and arbitrar, and that the ice spheres that shatter during your trial and error are just there for player feedback. If you want a sense of place, you’ll see it in the glowing crystals and stone pillars and wooden architecture—not the puzzles themselves.

And all of that changes the second that you become the sphere on the interconnected track that this whole world has been built around.

[lumilasi]

Tis the tweaking season, in this case I mean I'm going through my cast and seeing if there are ones whose design needs adjustment. In Yoruga's case I realized that his design had too much going on with the main outfit? The eye coat was a fun idea, but given how detailed his wings are....it was too much.

Bio below:

Name: Yoruga Avara (Yoruga translates to Night Moth, Avara is the surname of the guardians of the tree he manifested from, that are still listed as his next-of-kin)

Nicknames: Yoru-chan/Yoru (Hayden, Alois) Mothy (Youko) Koi (Roman, it means moth in Italian as he's from Italy) Nephew (Iris), Stick-bug/bugstick (Claude)

Age: He died around the age of 20-21, but is now 25, so he has existed in his new form for 4-5 years

Height: 164 cm

Family: He stayed with the keepers of his birth tree for a while (The Avara family), then moved to the Capital once he was emotionally and mentally stable enough to go and start his new life properly. Since he's still listed under their guardianship, Yoruga continues to use their surname.

Friends: Hayden (his absolute bestie), Alois (his boss) Roman, Bianca (his coworkers) Caelan (the BF of Hayden's brother) Youko (A kid he sometimes babysits) Miriam (His boss in his primary job/his honorary aunt Iris' best friend)

Love interest: None (he’s Aro-ace)

Occupation: Arcane Library Keeper assistant/part time Cafeteria employee in charge of the freakshake specials. (He works at the cafe from Thursday to Saturday)

Personality: 

Yoruga comes off like a goofy weirdo who everyone accepts just Does Things, and nobody questions it. Be it painting smileyfaces on random things and calling them “friends” or vibrating so rapidly he breaks whatever he’s sitting on. He's often compared to a cat with his mannerism and good stealth.

Beneath this childlike exterior however, exists a serious, cautious and always prepared fighting spirit, who also enjoys taunting his opponents and make them think they have the upper hand on him, before getting the rug pulled from under them so to speak. This readiness for trouble is likely due to his past life meddling into paranormal hauntings, which could be quite dangerous.

He’s very protective over his best friend Hayden and basically anyone he's close with, to the point when he switches to his more serious self, he can even come off scary. (he's good with stabby things after all)

Abilities:

WINGS: His wings are fire- and stab-attack proof, and he can poof into hundreds of tiny black moths and reform himself back. Yoruga can also use these butterflies to blanket large areas into complete darkness

VOICE: He has a supersonic scream that can shatter glass and rupture eardrums. Can even cause a heart-attack on weaker people

STEALTH: He’s very good at blending into shadows, and he can use his little butterflies to spy on people. Generally he's super stealthy, to the point he has to warn his coworker Roman beforehand about his presence, or the former mobster might accidentally attack him when startled.

POCKET DIMENSION: Yoruga, like other moth spirits, has a pocket dimension to store things in. His is particularly big even among his kin, allowing him to store objects bigger than himself, and even engulf an area into his pocket dimension. He uses this both for transporting things (sometimes even people)

SPEED: Yoruga's speed at utilizing his pocket is also unusually fast; normally when a moth spirit summons something from there, it forms out of glowing butterflies matching the spirit's colors. In Yoruga's case, it looks like he just pulls things out from inside his robes. (without them, it looks like he just pulls them from his body somehow)

STAB: Yoruga is excellent in using short bladed weapons in fights, and can even recognize what type of enchanted blade one has/what materials it is made of and how durable it is.

WEAKNESSES:

Due to his oddball behavior, he's not good at making friends, hence he tends to be a bit clingy to Hayden when he's in need of social interactions.

Since it is likely that Yoruga died in a building collapse, he tends to be uncomfortable and anxious in tight, constrained spaces, to the point he prefers using his own wings as a blanket over actual ones.

FUN FACTS:

His foster family surname he still uses for official documents and such - Avara - is Finnish and means "open/spacious"

His name translates to Night Moth, which is likely the name of the place he died at; old abandoned theater, a nightclub, he's not sure what the place was exactly as he can't remember.

Iris is another honorary family member who was fostered by the family, and she considers Yoruga a honorary nephew, which is why she refers to him as such usually. She was also the one who got Yoruga his job under Miriam.

Yoruga likes chin scratches and might randomly ask some from people, typically his best friend Hayden, Roman, or Youko's adoptive parents Shura and Shika. (Roman was weirded out at first, but is now used to his weird cat-like behavior)

Yoruga works in two places because he's not always needed at the library, and started to get bored; he's the type that tends to always need something to do as his mind is a tad hyperactive.

Both of his bosses make sure he remembers to rest as well, because he has the tendency to forget sometimes.

Yoruga makes really excellent freak-shakes (over-the-top milkshakes) though he's banned from making one for Youko before dinner, as the kid will get a massive sugar rush. His shakes are one of the specialties of the cafeteria.

Some people can see through his goofy facade, but react to it somewhat differently; his boss Alois, his boss' LI Jurou and Alois' niece Avane find it amusing, whereas Hayden's brother Claude finds him spooky and weird.

He and Hayden often get up to Shenanigans in their free time, especially during Halloween; they might go to the human world to spook people, as both are good at it.

His style is basically "Weird funky details mixed with cutesy childlike vibes or spoooooooky"

[verved]

where can one learn about your OCs? 👀

*vibrates at light speed*

You can find info on my ocs on my toyhouse!

Verve and Xenaut are the two that are most developed, but even their bios are are missing a lot of information, so if you have specific questions feel free to ask! My other ocs are a lot less developed but I'll get around to them eventually.

I also have answered pretty much all the questions on this list for Verve, Xenaut, and both of their Shattered Glass counterparts, so if any of those questions are interesting I have answers ready!

[piccoku]

Piccolo and Gohan fortnite are going to be real very soon. Vibrating at a speed that can shatter glass i NEED to see people make them do a bunch of silly dances or i will explode

YESSS I HEARD I AM SOOO HYPE. IM GOING TO GO APE SHIT!!!!!!!!!! piccolo doing the renegade will flood my timeline and consequently all who follow me. piccolo fortnite SWEEP BABYYYYYYYYY

[oceaniddoesstuff]

*vibrating at a speed that can shatter glass*

@maryland-officially MARYLAND COME LOOK NOW ITS AN EMERGENCY.

He is very talented 😺

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