#1. uhh I'm gonna be gone more and more because schools coming up for me and tumblrs a bit chaotic

[dixidin]

Considering 2.4 for hsr just came out today. I must say!-

IF WE CAN GET HANYA AND XUEYI ANGST THEN WE CAN GET ARGENTI ANGST C'MON HOYO LET'S DO THIS

[serxinns]

Hi so I have another yandere platonic class 1-a request again if that’s okay

So if Izuku has a cousin(female reader) who has pica (it’s a eating disorder which a person eats things not usually considered food) and she would eat easer shavings because her mother would just ignored her when she was a child and when she was in middle school she ran away to Izuku’s house but never really told anyone about what was happening. So here’s a scenario of Izuku and some of class 1-a walks into a her room and sees her eating some eraser shavings

How would they react? ((I hope this is okay)

(THE FACT THAT I HAVE PICA AS WELL AHHHHH THIS IS GONNA BE SO GOOD )

• You had this habit for as long as you remember, you always ate things that weren't food or even edible, the main reason is that your mother was always neglectful to bringing in men and just told you to go in your room and play with your toys without any food, at times you even had to sneak out the house and go to your aunty Inko house with your cousin izuku, Inko knew about your situation and took care of you like you were her child

• "Izuku dear your cousin is here!" Inko's mom called not even 3 seconds you heard little footsteps stomping and excited giggling getting louder "Y/N Y/N! YOU'RE HERE" Izuku ran up and tackled you with a hug, 2 of you were on the ground and started giggling "I bought my super cool Remote control robot with me we can pretend this is the villain and we're the heroes!" The green boy was amazed at the idea and the two of you ran off while Inko giggled to herself

•The 1st person to notice that you had pica was your auntie Inko she noticed how you were always chewing on things like scissors, dirt, or even paper at 1st she thought it was because you were just a child with a big appetite but even when you were full you still went back to this behavior so when she took you to the quirk doctor about this behavior after a few test you were diagnosed with pica so then on after your mother abandoned you with one of the playboys she started taking care of you and izuku

• one-day Bakugo was picking on you for this calling you a dirt eater and picking up worms "Come on Sissy eat it you like eating dirt so much eat it" mocking you to eat them but you used his quirk to make him fly back and the two of you gone at it punching, pulling, biting while the other kids were cheering on but izuku was worried so he tried to run over but was too scared to get hurt as well so he got into and Mitsuki, Both women ran over and broke you two apart while into was checking on ur bruises and scratches mitsuki grabbed katsuki and put him on his him while he struggled and kicked and yelled insults "Inko I am so so so sorry for my son's horrible behavior ill make sure he learns a lesson" Mitsuki bowed her head in front of inko "I'm sorry too ill make sure ill talk with this young lady here the 2 of you had a stern talk about it but you got some ice cream and izuku kiss your boo-boos and helped with putting on all might banaids

Years passed and now you were in Ua your cousin was more protective than you ever, since that incident he swore to always protect you and never leave you behind he worked extra hard when all might training him not only to become a number one hero but to protect you and to be heroes together! Whenever someone looked at you funny he gives them a deadly glare and they'll back off immediately you were there when he was down and he was gonna repay you back he always made you hold hands or be by you to remind you that he should be your only friend

While you were talking to your cousin while chewing on an eraser and your cousin ranting about all might and his notebook going to your next period. A short punk -haired girl stopped in front of the two of you she smiled at you while the both of you looked confused and Izuku looked tab annoyed "Uhh who are you-" "Hello! I'm Mina! Mina Ashido Are you two twins!?" She said observing you two looking at each other "Actually we're cousins!"

"Oh, I'm sorry! Mina sheepishly said while rubbing the back of her head "It's fine we get that a lot! It's normal for us plus we act like brother and sister!" You playfully hit Izuku in the shoulders while he playfully glared at you "Anyways! Me and my friends were talking alot about you and we wanted to invite you to hang out with us!" You were flattered and blushed at her comment "uh yeah I can join! Is that's ok izuku" Izuku wanted to protest but with the look of excitement on your face he didn't want you to hate him and see him as a bad brother cousin so he mentally rolled his eyes and said "yea plus it can be like a girls day for you!"

Time skip to lunch

• the two of you were walking into class when a short brown head girl waved her hand signaling you both to join her you both walked over and sat down "Hey izuku and you must be?" "Y/n, y/n Midoriya!" You introduce yourself making the girl brighten up "Ah how nice! You look so adorable!" You blushed embarrassingly at that comment "Ah stop it you're making me blush! You were soon introduced to iida and Tsuyu then Todoroki and all started chatting happily

•you were soon Introduce with kirishima, tokoyami, a silly goofball denki, Sero, hakagure, Aoyama and more and started to make a bond with them even amends with bakugo (kinda)

•you mostly hang out with the dekusquad but the bakusquad would always try to invite you in any way they can which starts a war

•the girls would always have slumber parties or tea parties and if you weren't interested in those chaotic board games where you mostly won

•the boys would try and team up with each other like Bakugo and Kirishima Denki and Sero would invite you to laser tag fighting over who would win the most points for you to get a prize or Izuku, shoto and iida would take you out on to the mall and spoil you

• one-day Tokoyami was looking for you because you promised you would read his poems so when he went into your room he saw you chewing on some paper you explained why you have this habit and you had it when you were 4 which he completely understood heck dark shadow started to eat paper (like cookie monster eating s cookie) you couldn't stop laughing when tokoyami tried to take the paper out his mouth

•Koda would watch you making sure you won't try to eat the grass and try to make you eat delicious berries and edible plants

•Sato pack some pastries for you whenever you felt like wanting to chew on something not edible

•bakugo would just smack whenever your chewing on telling you that's disgusting while giving you your favorite snackyou liked as kids saying "chew this shit instead of erasers dumbass!"

•Izuku would pack gum for you in case you fly in the urge to want to chew on your eraser if he runs out he lets you chew on his pencils or ask Aoyama to give you some cheese

•you and kiri literally are twins chewing your erasers is your favorite habit

•Momo would gently let you know how ite unhealthy to chew on thing and blah blah blah while your just over here chewing off your finger nail which she also has to stop you

• Ochaco will let you try and stop yourself from chewing on your hair desperately giving you one-dollar snacks to eat

It didn't matter how werid you thought you were since you will always be their "werid" little sis and if any judge you otherwise they'll be meeting with 18 angry siblings and one cousin ready to break some bones instead of his

[raaorqtpbpdy]

Brotherhood (1)

Directly following the events of Double Helix, Danny enrolls in Bayville High school and joins the Brotherhood of Mutants. He's not sure if they actually believe he's a ghost and not a mutant, but at least they don't care enough to challenge him on it, and that's good enough for him.

Written for @crossoverdanuary Week 2024, Day 5: The Owl House X-Men Evolution | Shell

I have seen exactly two episodes of The Owl House, and that was like four years ago or something, so I was not confident in my ability to write a crossover for it.

The one word prompt doesn't actually appear until the second chapter, but I tried to work in a theme of both Danny and Wanda "coming out of their shell" throughout the fic. You can also read it on AO3.

Chapter 1: Halfway House

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[Warnings for mild violence and mentions of mental health issues]

Danny never realized how much of a pain in the ass it was to enroll in school by himself. Jazz really deserved a lot more credit for dealing with all the stuff their parents forgot to do. It was so much paperwork. Nevertheless, with some effort, Danny got himself enrolled in Bayville High and slipped right in under the radar. Since his human form didn't stand out, he just showed up on his first day and figured things out from there.

Just like he'd suspected, there were several mutants at the school, meaning none of the other students picked up on Danny's weird vibes. 

The guy who never took off his stupid sunglasses and the German kid whose hands were in a permanent Vulcan salute were perfect camouflage. At least, they helped him hide from the normal students. The mutant students picked up on him within the first week.

"Hey, new kid!" A group of students cornered Danny at his locker while he was switching out his books before heading to lunch. 

He recognized most of them from his classes, Lance, Pietro, and a kid everyone called Toad, but Danny didn't know his real name. There was also a huge guy with a blond Mohawk who was about the same size and Danny's dad, maybe even a few inches taller. Danny had seen him around school, since he was kind of hard to miss, but didn't have any classes with him, and so didn't know his name.

"Can I help you?" Danny asked.

"You're a mutant, aren't you?" Lance asked him.

"No. What's it to you?" Danny responded.

"We're called the Brotherhood of Mutants," Pietro explained. "Or just the Brotherhood for short. We've seen what you can do and we want you to join us."

"Unless you're already one of the X-Men," the big guy said. "You're not, are you?"

"Of course he's not. We would know if he was!" Pietro snapped. "So, what do you say?"

"Join you?" Danny raised an eyebrow and gave them a skeptical frown. "What exactly would that entail?"

"Oh it's great!" Toad told him. "You get to live at the board house where there's no rules, fight the X-Men... I mean... we always get our butts kicked, but it's still cool!"

"Free room and board is enticing," Danny admitted. 

He was currently squatting in a for-sale home and only getting away with it because he was already gone for school before the first tour of the day and he thought of locks as more of a suggestion than a rule. 

"But I don't join just any mutant group that offers me an invitation. What are your actual beliefs, your goals? What do you stand for?"

"Uhh...." Toad put a finger to his lip thoughtfully. "You know what, I don't really know."

"We stand for ourselves," Lance told him, pushing Toad aside. "Because when it comes down to it, nobody else will, and we freaks gotta stick together. You in or what? 'Cause we ain't gonna waste our time with you any longer than we have to." 

Lance extended a hand to Danny, and Danny just looked at it for a long moment before accepting the handshake.

"I'm in," Danny agreed. 

These guys seemed like dicks, to be honest, but their ideals aligned with his a whole lot better than professor goodie two-shoes. Plus, maybe it was just a coincidence or an accident, but they hadn't actually called him a mutant. They'd asked if he was, but hadn't pushed when he said no, not like that stupid professor had.

"Great," Lance said. "I'll pick you up in my jeep after school, but be on time because I'm not waiting for you."

"Oh, by the way, Tabitha's part of our group, too," Pietro told him. "You may know her as Boom Boom. Hope you don't mind if there's a girl in the house."

"Why would I mind?" Danny asked. 

Pietro didn't answer, just sped away.

After school, he waited by what he assumed was Lance's jeep. It was the muddiest jeep in the school lot, so he was only guessing, but he was pretty sure. He ended up being right, and Lance drove them all to the Brotherhood's boarding house. The place was a disaster area, and a complete mess. There were still a couple of free rooms, but Danny opted to lay claim to the attic and moved one of the free beds up there.

"Why would you want the creepy old attic?" asked the big guy, whom everyone called Blob.

"Because, a haunted attic is objectively cooler and spookier than haunted bedroom," Danny told him matter-of-factly. "I'm not gonna be some lame bedroom ghost. What am I, an eight-year-old girl whose depressed mother drowned her in a bathtub? No! I'm a science experiment gone wrong. Besides, this place doesn't have a basement, so I have to settle for the next best thing."

"Oh... I guess that makes sense," Blob said, though he was scratching his head.

"Uh, no," Pietro disagreed. "It doesn't. This new guy is a straight up weirdo."

"So's Toad and we let him stick around," said Tabitha, climbing the stairs to drop off her backpack before heading out again to meet the X-girls at the mall. "At least Danny showers."

"Hey! I shower!" Toad argued indignantly. "I shower every month!"

—

"There's a new mutant at school. The Brotherhood just recruited him yesterday. Should we have invited him to join the Institute instead, Professor?" Jean asked. 

She and some of the other X-Men had noticed that the new kid who'd just enrolled in their high-school had strange powers. He was pretty sneaky with them, and none of them could seem to figure out exactly what they were, so they'd just been keeping an eye on him. But now, he'd started hanging out with the Brotherhood mutants, so Jean had convinced the others to bring it up to Professor X for guidance. 

"He might still change his mind," she continued. "He doesn't seem like a bad guy. I saw him turn invisible to avoid a group of jerks at school seeing him walk past."

"What?" Scott asked, quirking his eyebrows at her. "Invisibility? But I saw him use a power just like Kitty's to open his locker when it jammed."

"Like, no way!" Kitty argued. "The guy's totally a telekinetic!"

"Maybe he can replicate powers, then?" Rogue suggested. "Because I'm pretty sure I saw him trip Duncan on a patch of ice when he was being a douche."

"Hmm... interesting," Professor X said thoughtfully. "What was this boy's name, did you say?"

"Oh, no I didn't, it's Danny Fenton," Jean answered. 

The professor's eyes widened in recognition. 

"Do you know him, Professor?"

"Indeed," he confirmed, steepling his fingers as he considered his memories of the boy. "Daniel Fenton is a mutant with an incredibly powerful and versatile set of abilities, notably similar to the abilities ghosts are thought to have—flight, invisibility, intangibility, the ability to create cold spots, move objects telekinetically, and warp electrical fields, among others.

"I first met him at a mental care institution for mutants where I perform regular evaluations on their younger patients," he explained further. "Because of his particular range of powers, Danny is under the delusion that he actually is a ghost, rather than a mutant, and as such, he believes that he cannot die, which causes him to sometimes be reckless with his own life. It also upsets him severely to have his delusion challenged by others.

"I was informed of him escaping from the institution, not long ago, but I never would have expected him to come here. I'm even more surprised that he would be willing to align himself with a mutant group. He always showed clear disdain when I mentioned my school to him, and even more so when I tried to imply that he was truly a mutant, rather than a ghost."

"Sounds like Danny will end up being a powerful enemy," Scott said.

"Indeed," the professor agreed. "He's one of the most powerful mutants I know of, and to make matters worse, he has a tendency to lose control over his powers when you do or say anything to upset him."

"So basically, don't try to argue with him about being a ghost," Rogue surmised. "That about cover it?"

"For a start," Professor X said. "You'd also do well not to get in a debate with him about ideals, he's rather... passionate about his."

"I take it he doesn't agree with yours?" Scott guessed.

"You're quite correct," the professor confirmed. "You would all do well not to engage with him. Offering to let him join the institute at this juncture would no doubt end poorly. Best to leave him alone for now. But keep an eye on him. He could be dangerous."

"Understood, Professor."

—

"So, Lance," Danny crossed his legs and floated in the air by the couch in a way that he knew unsettled the rest of the Brotherhood, which of course meant he thought it was dreadfully funny, "care to explain the rumbling this morning? I'm pretty sure Bayville isn't on any fault lines."

"Kitty asked him to the dance," Toad answered for him, making mocking kissy faces at him. 

Lance shoved his face away, but all five of them had already devolved into teasing Lance mercilessly.

"Stuff it, Toad. It's not a big deal," he said. 

Danny snickered at him as the teasing continued, Tabitha seating herself on the arm of Lance's chair and leaning into his personal space to ask if Kitty was gonna be his girlfriend while he sat there with a resigned expression on his face.

"We wouldn't be caught dead at that stupid dance!" Blob declared, and Danny laughed even harder.

"Really Freddy?" Tabitha asked, tapping her finger on his nose with a teasing pout. "Aw, that's too bad. 'Cause I was thinking of askin' you."

"U-uh... you were?" Blob asked dumbly.

"Yeah, but if you don't wanna go..." she raised her arms as if giving up on the idea.

"Ooh! Ask me! I'll go!" Toad volunteered, jumping up and down with his hands raised.

"Pathetic," scoffed Pietro, always pretending he was too cool for the rest of them, like he wasn't sprawled out of the same greased stained couch the rest of them sat on.

"Hey, speedy." Tabitha turned to him and put her hands on her hips. "You think you're too good for me?" she asked, leaning down to him with laughter on her voice."

"Nah, you just couldn't keep up with me," Pietro explained. "I mean, I can keep four girls busy dancing at the same time." He did a lap around the room at super-speed to prove his point. "Ha!"

"What about you, cold spot?" she asked Danny.

"You're nice and all," he said with a light-hearted smirk, "but I'm only interested in people who don't know I'm alive, don't want me alive, or have actively tried to kill me in the past, whether or not they succeeded doesn't matter though."

"Is that so?" 

Tabitha tossed one of her little bombs in his lap, but he turned intangible and let it blow up on the floor below him. 

"Now that that's settled, let's all go! And show that school how to party!" She whooped and just like that, everyone was on board, even Lance seemed happy about it, although admittedly, Danny still wasn't really interested in going. A school dance sounded like a really boring way to spend his evening, and he didn't even have a suit.

Luckily, Danny found some nicer clothes in a box in the attic. They were a little big, but they'd do. 

And like that, the Brotherhood all went to the school dance. Pietro actually showed up arm-in-arm-et-cetera with four different girls. 

Danny wasn't much for dancing, but in the end, the dance was a lot more exciting than he'd thought it would be. That kind of thing happened when weird little dinosaurs tore up the dance floor—literally.

He was thrown off  for a moment when one of them jumped at a girl and went right through her, thinking maybe the creature was some kind of ghost. But then a table went right through her too, and he made the connection. The girl was Lance's date, meaning she must've been Kitty, who was a mutant. Intangibility had to be her mutant ability. It was a good one, came in handy a lot. Good for her.

They looked scary, but the creatures weren't too hard to take down, especially not once Danny got his hands on one and could sense it was from another dimension. He'd never had much luck making portals before, but it was easier to send stuff back where it came from than it was for things to be in dimensions where they didn't belong, and after almost dying a second time, he finally managed to send one of the creatures back to its own dimension.

"How did you do that?" shouted the guy who always wore sunglasses—and after seeing him lift them to shoot lasers out of his eyes, Danny finally understood why.

"Uh... luck, mostly!" he answered.

Danny was getting the chance to see a lot of their abilities for the first time tonight. That red-headed girl had telekinesis. The German kid teleported away with his date after Lance ripped up the gym floor to corral the creature back Danny's way. These kids seemed to be pretty powerful.

Now that the gym was basically evacuated, it was just Danny, the mutants, and one more monster.

"Can you do it again?" Lance asked.

"Are you kidding? I barely did it the first time!" 

While they were arguing, the creature forced its way into the hall. 

"Shit! We better go after it!"

The remaining Brotherhood members and X-men left the gym, chasing after it. Down the hall, they ran into a guy Danny didn't recognize, but the X-men called him Forge, and he was carrying a strange device. 

"Whatever that thing is, don't point it at me!" Danny said when he saw where Forge was aiming it, albeit probably unintentionally, and he stepped aside, out of the blast zone.

"It's a portal maker," said Forge. "It'll send them back to the dimension they came from."

"In that case, definitely don't point it at me," Danny said.

"My scans indicate traces in the gym."

"I already took care of the one in the gym, sent it back myself," Danny said. "We need to get the one that ran down the hall." Much to Danny's relief, Forge didn't question him, and instead, they all got back to running.

By the time they found the one that got away, Tabitha, Blob, and Toad had already taken care of it, and were sitting on it to keep it down.

"Hey, I recognize that thing!" Toad remarked, pointing to Forge's portal-maker.

"I modified to to sent these things back to the dimension they came from," Forge explained. "Everyone step back."

The three of them were more than happy to do so. The creature barely had time to get to its feet before it got zapped back home.

"That should be all of them," Forge said. "My sensors aren't picking up anymore traces from that dimension."

"Thank the Ancients," Danny said, half-sarcastically. "Does this kinda stuff happen a lot around you guys? Cause I may have to rethink my membership."

"You'd be more than welcome at the Xavier Institute," Scott started to say, only to get elbowed by Jean.

"He doesn't want to join Institute," Jean hissed. "Remember what the professor said?"

"Yeah, sorry, but she's right," Danny said. "Professor Xavier and I don't exactly see eye-to-eye. It was fun fighting monsters with you, but I'm gonna stick with the brotherhood. See ya around."

They two groups parted ways, The X-Men to their institute and the Brotherhood to their board house.

"I didn't know you knew Professor X," Tabitha said as they headed toward Lance's jeep. "How'd you meet him."

"At a mental institution," Danny answered, trying to keep his voice casual. 

The casual tone did not prevent the rest of them form turning to stare at him when they stopped at a red light.

"It's nothing you guys have to worry about," he assured them. "I'm not crazy. It was just a misunderstanding."

"Some misunderstanding," Lance scoffed. "Let me guess, it was the ghost thing, right?"

"Are you really gonna go there?" Danny asked, his tone warning.

"Ha! No," Lance replied. "You may be a ghost, but I don't plan on joining you any time soon." 

"Good call," Danny said.

He had no idea if these Brotherhood folks actually believed he was a ghost, or if they were just playing along, but it didn't actually matter. They respected him enough not to call him delusional, and that made them better than the X-Men and their fearless leader.

[generationlosscorkboard]

Alrighttttt we are back!

apparently this one was somewhat based off of an actual dream Ran had so ya- (source)

(said stream also has Boo stating they write the dreams to a vibe and then just go. Which is probably worth mentioning seeing as I am analysing everything to do with them- uhh so take these with a grain of salt because sometimes things are just for the vibe)

But YEAH! it's Dream 2 time!

(i need to come up with original ways of saying "long post')

(how about- "long brain noodle?")

Oh yeah, it's long Brain Noodle time.

Id from GenerationLossUpdates here on Tumblr [ id - a series of tweets from @/TheChronicle0. Tweet 1: "D2 It started off as a normal day, nothing seemed out of the ordinary. I went XX to school, work, everything was normal. I don’t know how but we ended up in a parking lot at night, on the hood of my car looking up at the stars."

Tweet 2: "I noticed something odd about the stars, somehXX something was off about them. When I turned to ask everyone, and everything else was gone, just an empty parking lot"

Tweet 3: "For some reason I was calm, not thinking much of it. I looked back up at the sky to see that it seemed closer than before, it seemed to have ripples, like water or something. I stood on the hood of the car, reaching towards it"

Tweet 4: "And it fell. Crashing into me. Overwhelming me until I woke up. Spooky" - end id ]

Analysis:

Regular day: Just a regular day lol. Does give insight on the fact that Chronos is a school-goer, but has a job, and drives a car tho, so that's nice.

Parking lot: hm. A transitional area, of sorts, but given the fact Chronos remains there is sorta the opposite effect of that. There's the ability to go elsewhere, but they don't. It being later empty, is also interesting, because one it tells use there were others beforehand.

"We": The fact "we" is used is also worth noting, as Chronos is with someone they consider important to mention being there as well, but not enough to give a name. Alternatively, too important to need a reminder on who it was. Perhaps this individual is X? (The crossed out name (presumably) in the list of good things.) So whoever they are, they're someone Chronos is okay with being with in a relaxed situation like this, but obviously feels bad about to write and then cross out their name. (yeah if I make any future references to them, they can be X)

Night and Stars: again, there's an absence of the sun, but this time around, it's not as concerning as the red sky. Night is representative of mystery, and the unknown, of lies and secrets and other "goes bump in the night" things. but in this particular situation with the stars being mentioned, it's not necessarily a negative connotation. It's kinda relaxing, in a way.

Stars again, but off: but then there's also this- we love a good distortion of reality. it's not detailed exactly how, because Chronos doesn't even know, but it's always a weird feeling to just know something is off. I imagine this is an allusion to the weird thing Chronos experienced. this is reenforced by the next thing-

Being alone, suddenly: Chronos has just noticed something off about their reality, and suddenly they're alone. They're the only one who's seen this, but can't prove it to anyone because no one could believe them/is around to see it also. it normally would be isolating. terrifying. so it's certainly odd that Chronos was "calm" about this. I'm a bit stumped for why, but I'm gonna to think on this more as the posts continue. At least Chronos agrees that it was an odd reaction.

Ripples, like water: another reality distortion - apparently a common theme going so far. 'course this is also just a common thing for in dreams, of things going weirddddd. Why specifically ripples? I'd like to think its sort of like the ripple effect, or rather, the butterfly effect. Chronos has either seen, experienced, or done something they'd rather forget (as previously mentioned in D1's analysis) but yet it's still affecting their subconscious, and the effects of it are not going to go away just like that. A little life is strange butterfly in the corner of your screen for ya.

Reaching: oh would you look at that, they're experimenting (in a dreamscape) as to whether they should look into the weird thing more or not, and what might come of doing so-

Being overwhelmed: Ahh, the potential consequences for curiosity. Conclusion: Chronos is a cat, and we all know what happens there-

Conclusion:

Overall, I'd like to think a real interesting narrative is forming here- course, I'm trying my best not to corner myself in it lest I incidentally ignore a detail that tells a different (yet canon) story.

maybe it's the thing Ranboo said we haven't noticed yet, idk. but anyways funky story about a lil guy trying to pretend their reality isn't falling apart around them, but not being able to ignore it either-

if you have any thoughts on the dreams, feel free to reblog/comment, idk you could even carve it into wood and send it to space, if you think that would get your thoughts out into the world (or out of hdfgdgdg)

HEY GUYS AND WELCOME (BACK?) TO DREAMMMMM THEORYYYYYYYY-

(god maybe I need to add another disclaimer saying I'm not affiliated with Game Theory-)

I'm your host, the COOLER ZERO, and today we will be doing an in depth deep dive into the dreams of none other than the Writer of Chronicles Zero themselves.... CHRONOS (I'm still refusing to call them Zero)

Long post once again-

Very quick(?) backstory on Dream Theory/Psychoanalysis for you all:

(I'm not an expert, so give me slack if I'm a bit off-) (you're also welcome to skip this section if you just want the interpretations, I just felt it might be useful)

One of the first main people to use Dream theory in a psychological aspect was Freud, who. Is a person. That had both really good and really bad ideas about the Psyche. If you know anything about him I'm sure you know what I mean. Anyways-

Freud mainly interpreted dreams as being a form of wish-fufillment (though later discussed dreams that were obviously not that) and were often influenced by the preceding day. It's fairly straightforward to see in children, but in adults it often got complex and convoluted, with the original meanings were often lost behind a veil of distortion and disguise. As such, instead of interpreting an object within the dream at face value, you need to instead look deeper and find the real meaning hidden underneath.

Freud had a list of the main ways that a dream distorted it's own meaning:

- Condensation (a singular object represents multiple ideas/associations),

- Displacement (emotion surrounding one thing is instead applied to another),

- Visualisation (a thought is given a visual image),

- and Symbolism (a symbol replaces an action, person, or idea).

Freud also suggested that Nightmares and the like were failures of the minds ability to disguise/redirect fears and anxieties. (Do be aware, like every theory, there can be holes and things not covered. E.g trauma dreams that simply repeat the event in no way showcase wish fulfilment or the above distortions, as Freud's theories would suggest.)

----

Another theorist by the name of Jung, whilst not dismissive of Freud's interpretations, thought the notion of dreams being simple Wish-fulfilment to be rather limiting. He stated that Freud's interpretation of collecting associations would bring insights to the dreamer's mental complex, but not necessarily towards the meaning of the dream.

he instead proposed two approaches to analysing dream material: the objective, and the subjective. In the objective, everything within the dream is what it is at face value (a friend is your friend, a flower is a flower, etc), whilst in the subjective approach, everything instead represents an aspect of the dreamer.

(the article I'm referencing then goes on to say that "if the dreamer is being chased by a crazed killer, the dreamer may come eventually to recognize his own homicidal impulses." which is. A choice of an example.)

Jung also cautioned against blindly ascribing meaning to dream symbols without understanding of the dreamer's situation. One approach he suggests is that one must ask "why this symbol, and not another?", and from there you will find additional things about the dreamer's attitudes. this mightttt be a little tricky but I'll see what I can do.

(I am strictly not using the given examples of this section. Why Jung whyyyy-)

UH, there are other dream theory people- but I've talked about this enough already for a "quick" backstory.

( oh, my old english teacher would be so proud of me referencing Freud and Jung rn-)

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Time for the actual interpretations!

D1:

the Red Sky: this one's interesting. obviously, red is a huge focal point colour in the gen loss 'verse, but that's not all. first off, we've seen it before. behind one of the dimension doors during The Spirit Of The Cabin, was a beach at which the sky was notciably red. Secondly, do any of you know the rhyme "red sky at night, sailors delight, red sky in the morning, sailors warning"? it's a really old saying (that has some factual reasoning, something to do with air pressure) for predicting bad weather, or in the case of night, good. it's not immediately obvious as to whether the the message in this case is good or bad, as the sun is "gone." (the whole red sky stuff is based on the sun being close to the horizon, so sunrise or sunset.) Perhaps this could be interpreted as Chronos knowing something that is important in someway, but they aren't sure whether it's a good or bad thing. most notably, they can't figure it out because their usual guide/compass/sun isn't around to help them. So it's an important message, yet unable to be interpreted.

Field of a unspecified plant: I'm not gonna lie, I first thought of catcher in the rye when I read this- (I'm not a huge fan of it, but it's fine). regardless, a field tends to represent an openness, an expansion of awareness. it can also be a comfort, something simple, natural- except the "terrain is weird". the distortion shows an upset to this, what would be kinda vibey and chill is now ehgheghegeggeg. Uh, ya. Also- Lostfield lmao-

something go wonky with lil ol' Lostfield.

walking, trying to find something (forgotten): a search for answers? perhaps? not knowing what you're looking for is certainly detrimental, but haven't we all at some point been trying to figure something out whilst not knowing what form the answer might be is? it's a sense of unfulfillment, not being entirely content with your current situation, but not entirely knowing what to do about it.

The Colour red: I'm fairly sure most of you on this website are well aware of colour theory. Regardless, I'm going to recap: red is a bright colour, attention grabbing. it symbolises enthusiasm, power, determination. However, it's also been associated heavily with warning signs and "hey, don't do that!" things, so most people generally have a "oh, that's not good at all" reaction upon seeing something red (especially when it isn't usually.). Also, blood! And painn. I suspect that our friend Chronos isn't doing too well, especially in terms of whatever was "eight months ago" and figuring out who (or what) to trust/go to for help.

sinking in dirt: your movement is impeded. you're 'bogged down' by something that is preventing you from continuing forward. likely, it's your own mental state of being and thoughts, which strengthens my current idea that Chronos isn't sure of who to trust and where to go next.

Cave, but unnatural. it's "created" and geometric: this is such an interesting thing. caves are such a common and natural thing of the world, and can be anything from beautiful to friggin terrifying. The fact it's "unnatural' suggest unease, but not from the fact it's a cave, but rather the fact it's been altered, changed, created. most likely by humans? but you never know. the geometry of it definitely gives off vibes of taking control, "taming" the wild, that sort of thing. (as opposed to the natural curves of a natural cave, when it's been left alone.) so, perhaps one of the things. wait! I nearly forgot about the white rock/concrete- which again! colour theory. cleanliness. blandness. wiping away colour, control. Concrete- man made, solid, controlled. not natural. ya.

"It": how the hell am I supposed to dream theorise on something Chronos isn't even telling us about apart from " waaa I don't wanna look it at it but the dream made me-" okay actually maybe I can do something with that. perhaps this "it" is the truth of something, a grand revilation which has tipped Chrono's life upside down. Chronos doesn't want to look at it because of how disruptive it is to their usual reality, but the dream/their subconscious wont let them forget. Think of it as the refusal of the call portion of the Hero's Journey. can't wait to see how well THAT works out for them-

Back in the field/a cycle: Chronos took the blue pill- they're back where they started. they've refused to act, are ignoring what's going on and not wanting to go any further. does this prevent bad things from happening? No! absolutely not.

(I actually honestly have no idea if I used any Freud or Jung stuff in my interpretations I just kinda- went)

D2 and D3 will come when it is a more reasonable for me to make it- although I'm gonna guess it now: D4 will be up already when I do.

sites I used when researching/making this:

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Dream_interpretation

Sleepfoundation.org/dreams/dream-interpretation

https://www.cafeausoul.com/oracles/dream-dictionary (sorta. It was a little helpful at some points.)

[sasster]

hihi i would like 2 read ur writing n get to know ur lore but i am. So confused can u tell me where to start perhaps <3?

See, I was going to treat this like a recap ask, but I'm a coward

I'm going to cheat and just link all of the drabbles.

Flashback Arc (Formerly known as the Benjin Escape Arc) started with Roe's troll Benjin was living his worst life with his ancestor The Dominion (Harlan). I was like "Hey, I know a guy who can fix that."

I ALSO explicitly said.

we were never supposed to rp any of this because and i'm quoting myself here "i'm far too busy between work and school"

turns out that was a lie and i'm gonna say this here roe and i have complimentary writing styles okay they fit together okay

ANYWAY

here's the order to read the drabbles in <3

some of the drabbles had uh asks answered between them but i'll save that for the actual recap post and as for the "timeline" i would say along six months minimum, but.

that's just my pretty little bain thinking

it was a pretty experimental thing im not gonna lie, we let anons drive the first half of it and then came up with in character reasons for those things to happen

after a while we formed a loose plot/chain of events we'd hoped to see

(i,e: "at some point harlan would get his hands on zurven" became "an old friend of harlans heard harlan was active and decided to tell him about his moirails descendant" because of anons continuing to tell harlan about the existence of zurven etc etc)

recommended reading order under cut

Progeny - In which Harlan pays a visit to Benjin. This takes place shortly after Veylin contacts Caenos on Benjins behalf to get him the hell out of there.

Everything is Fine - In which Caenos goes to meet Benjin for himself! It kind of takes place during/after Progeny, and is really mostly Caenos coming to terms with the fuckery going on in front of him.

Reprieve - Benjin enjoys some freedom. <3

Something New - Here's a blast from the past! We learn a little bit more about Harlan and his moirail Orfuse (the Evocator)

Teacup (1) - Wuh woh, Harlan makes use of the knowledge contained in the journals of said moirail. And goes to meet Miss Kenshe. :)

Teacup (2) - Veylin tells Harlan he is full of shit.

Something Old? - After Harlan learns of the existence of his late Moirails descendant (Zurven) , he pays him a visit at the shop he works at :)

Something Apple, Something Tree - Benjin meets the Embalmer for tea! Unfortunately, Thanat and Harlan were quite acquainted in the youth. Thanat has an unfortunate slip that makes things rather awkward.

Throwback - Benjin literally can't catch a break! This boy has PTSD. Lets revisit that trauma.

Return - Benjin finds his way home. But don't worry, he left a note for Caenos I guess.

Carving - Uhm. Harlan starts to give his prisoners some special attentions. :/ He starts with Veylin.

Reminder - Zurvens turn! Harlan is a history nerd.

Interlude I - After a full day of being gone, Zurven is returned to their room. Benjin comforts him.

Interlude II - Benjin and Veylin convince Zurven it is a nice time to take a shower. Another trip to the past.

Zurven Saekul - Uhh. More Zurven comfort! Half of Flashback sets sail here. (As in they canonly admit their love for each other)

Recital - Benjins turn for some Harlan interaction! Except, well. Harlan thinks there needs to be an audience for this

Isolation - Harlan finds out about the events of Zurven Saekul, he's not happy about it. He take Veylin away.

Comfort - Zurven comforts Benjin.

Tick Tock - Benjin and Zurven do their best to cope. Veylin is returned to them.

Confluence - Flashback trio gives in to the new status quo, Zurven has an unsettling vision.

Edges - Honestly, they're all tired. Benjin does his best to keep all of Harlans attention on him in favor of giving his roommates some reprieve. More fatherson bonding.

Catharsis I - Did you forget about Thanat? Did you think he wouldn't come for Benjin? Harlan, too. Watch Thanat devolve and grapple with his obligation to the universe and what needs to be done about Harlan.

Catharsis II (Finale) - Just as with the first two drabbles, this one happens at the same time as it's predecessor. Follow Benjin as he goes through quite literally a rollercoaster of emotions at the prospect of going free or watching his savior get beaten to a bloody pulp. :) Their fate is hanging by a string, and boy are his about ready to snap.

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Another Life - This one is an AU but it was written in the context of the arc so I'm including it, while Roe and I put the plot on pause just for the sake of us taking a break and such, I fucked around with the idea of Evil Thanat. I just want everyone to read this one again. Call it an extracurricular reading

[tracle0]

hello hey hi and a splendid saturday to you, I come bearing a question for the wip4 gang and that question is: what is each of their most significant memories? additionally, are there any memories they would jump at the chance to get rid of? ok bye please have an excellent day \o/ (and before you yell at me I'm going to sleep now I swear)

I’m glad that when you even LOOK at me you think ‘oh sleep time’ I am Pavlov and you are my dog and this metaphor is stupid I will answer your question now

I’m gonna... assume this is uhh pre-story question because I know for a fact that at least three characters would change their answer to at least one question if it was post-story. My house, my rules. 

Keaton’s most significant memory is p r o b a b l y the time when he was in year 12 (17), and he was called to the head of sixth form office. He’d been at this school since year 7 (11), and had realised he was trans in year 8 (12/13), and had then been fighting for the right to use his bathroom ever since. This had previously resulted in punishment. In year 10 (15), he made progress, being allowed to use the disabled bathroom, but he wanted the men's bathroom dammit. 

Anyway, called to head of sixth form, assumed it was related to that issue. Pessimistic about the whole ordeal. 

Turned out there was another student in like year 9 who had come out as trans as well, and the school had gone ‘UHHHHHHHHH LET’S DO BETTER THIS TIME’ so Keaton, being the only other trans student in this rural Norfolk school, was assigned as her... mentor??? I guess? 

He was half like ‘fuck y’all’ and half like ‘I will not let this young woman go through the same shit you all put me through, I will guard her like a HAWK’. He was still not allowed to use his bathroom, but he makes her fight a little easier; she’s allowed to use her bathroom in year 10, after he left. They still meet up every now and then for coffee. 

Memory to be rid of: First day on a Professional Set, he walked backwards whilst taking a tea order and fell into a bin. Terrible first impression. He still got jobs afterwards, but sometimes people will be like ‘oh yeah I’ve heard of you you’re the bin guy’ and he wants to punch them. 

This is getting long already I’m gonna put the rest under a cut

I know you’re here for Mika so I’ll go to them, most significant memory: probably his first pride? He didn’t intend to go to pride, but he was in the city on the day of pride and just walked past all these rainbows and flags and people being so open and proud and themselves. He was maybe fifteen, and had been having those fun Gender Feels that you try and hide at age fifteen, because you’re only fifteen and most people tell you you’re not old enough to know anything about yourself, yknow? 

Someone gave him a flyer at one point, and when he got back to his Ultra Christian Household, he hid it and would read through it some nights. When he had it memorised, he started to explore more about queerness online. He’s the guy who can tell you all about LGBT history due to this research. This was only done in the city on the library computers, where his trail couldn’t be tracked. It gave him some sort of start for labels, some sort of safe space, some sort of New Approach to everything he’d been feeling. 

Memory to be rid of: last day in Ultra Christian School. He was raised Catholic and went to Catholic school and it wasn’t awful until he was about fourteen, at which point he started to grow his hair. They told him to cut it constantly. He was punished for it. He kept the hair. 

It got bad but it wasn’t until he was about seventeen that it really buckled; first real notable psychotic episode. He told people, they were convinced it was some sort of possession, convinced he’d sinned, convinced of all these horrible things about him and drove him out until he could ‘act normally’ again. He did not go back. 

In all honesty, the second he turned 18, he took his savings from various dead grandparents and a part-time job, bought a second-hand (maybe third-hand) camper-van and left home. 

He goes back for Christmas only. 

Mooooving on, Lynne! Who I do not talk about enough; she’s also part of the documentary squad, and actually the reason the whole squad exists. Producer and director, she’s very cool okcoolthanks

Most significant memory: That one time she was thirteen and her parents had officially declared their divorce. She was living with her dad and it was really, really weird and she was not enjoying it. Divorce is a big deal to some families, and this family was one of them, and she was really unsure about her entire future. 

Cue Mika, young and mostly obedient, kicking down the door (not literally) and kidnapping her (again, not literally) to come pick blackberries with him (very literally). They stayed out until the sun went down in early Autumn. She forgot about the divorce for a small amount of time. They ended the day eating fish and chips straight from the paper whilst sitting in a tree and talking about nothing important at all. 

They made jam out of the blackberries the next day. It was gross. Both of them refused to admit it was gross. 

Memory to be rid of: She went camping one time with friends from school. Lynne is Muslim and so did not go to Catholic school with Mika, they just lived near each other, and so school friends went ‘hey we’re going camping you should come’ she did come. 

It was a mess. They were fifteen and determined to drink, and English peer pressure to drink is weird, so she did take some drink but didn’t drink it. Someone threw up on her tent and blamed it on her. No-one bought any food or water, the only thing she was able to drink was lemonade bought for mixing and that had ants in it within two hours. 

She woke up first and left them all there, then walked home because she was meant to be lift-sharing. It took an hour and a half. She preferred that to being in the car. 

That group wasn’t her only group of friends, but it was her main group, so things were awkward for a while. 

Moving on from Documentary Squad, Percival! Percy Percival who I wish I could call Percy because it’s so much easier to write. 

Significant memory: winning an art contest when he was like. Eleven. Really living the high-life, ol’ Percival. It was a city-wide contest, with various age categories. He was part of the 11-18 clump, which put him at a disadvantage, but he still won. As a reward, his art was replicated on a mural in one of the shopping malls in town, and he got some fancy vouchers for a fancy art shop in the city. 

Winning the art contest made him go ‘oh wait I’m actually good at this thing I really like doing I should learn how to do that more’ and you could barely pry him away from his sketchbook from that point on. 

Those vouchers were stored away until he was 14 and doing art GCSE, at which point he bought a nice sketchbook and oil paints. He’s now very good at oil painting. I hate him for being good at oil painting. Oil painting SUCKS. 

Memory to be rid of: I’m torn between three and they’re all similar so I’ll go for all of them. 

#1 - losing an eye to Abby’s experiments. You read the lil short story I think (I know I checked just now) - she’s a very kind and loving sister who sometimes moves his body parts around. One time, he lost an eye and went blind for a few weeks. He had nightmares about it for months. It was very painful.

#2 - losing a finger. To Abby’s experiments. It was the middle finger on his left hand and it didn’t go back into place quickly enough - now it’s always numb and discoloured. Good news is he’s right-handed and not a musician so no worries about losing dexterity on that hand. 

#3 - losing two ribs. To Abby’s experiments.  There’s a very clear trend here. She wanted to try moving things she couldn’t see around. She moved two ribs away. She decided it was more dangerous to put them back. Now they just have two of Percival’s ribs lying around. 

¯\_(ツ)_/¯

On that note, final person, this is very long. Abby! She’s fun. Most significant memory;

okay the word ‘significant’ has caught me off-guard several times cause like wow how do you figure out significant memories for people. I don’t have just one, yknow? But I think I know one for her. 

She’s the eldest out of her and Percival and, for a while, people wanted her to set an example for him, which she tried to do, but she wasn’t good at what people wanted her to be good at. She’s good with people. She’s good at very specific parts of biology. She’s good at psychology. She’s not good at school and tests. 

So, when Percival started to beat the standards she set for him, her parents almost... egged competition on. Played favourites, compared the two siblings. Nobody really noticed what she could do, they only cared about what she struggled with. And the parents were rarely around to help out with what she was struggled with. So she struggled on and tried to keep her head high.

Cue a family wedding, she was snooping around the snack table at the reception and overheard her parents talking about her. And how they were almost disappointed in her. How they were annoyed that she couldn’t be more like Percival, honestly, what did they do wrong? 

She got bitter. She pretends she doesn’t care but she’s bitter, and with no parents around to lash out at, she lashes out at Percival, who isn’t even aware. Good times. Not good times. Significant times. 

Memory to be rid of: Honestly? Probably hearing her parents talking about her at the family wedding. It stings. 

A n y w a y this was extremely long I like going into detail with short stories, if you read this far then thank you I appreciate it I will give you a feather from my feather collection. Probably a swan feather. I have a lot of swan feathers.