#24-7-testing rambles

[24-7-testing]

For The People Who Are Still Alive...

Hey Portal Friends and Followers,

I hope you're all doing well! Lately, I've had something on my mind that I think it's time to share with you all. Over the past year or so, my life has taken some significant turns! Major events have included graduating from college, starting my career in Design Engineering, and getting married! Life has been an exciting roller coaster, and I'm enjoying all the fun new things.

However, among all the changes, I've also been contemplating my relationship with the Portal games and the Portal Fandom. Some of you may have noticed that I haven't been active on this blog for quite a while. The Testing Queue still goes out daily but, beyond that, I haven't been sharing new artwork or engaging as much. My YouTube channel, where I used to make Portal videos and build robots and props, has been on a long hiatus too. Everything Portal-related in my life just doesn’t seem as captivating as it used to be.

These days, when I think about Portal and all the things I used to do in the fandom, it conjures a strange feeling in me. On one hand, I still hold the story and characters dear, and I fondly remember all the fantastic fanart, interactions, and stories that I’ve seen as part of the fandom. But on the other hand, the fervor and eagerness I once had seem to have softened. It's like my passion has transformed from being a passionate superfan to a calmer and more passive enthusiast.

Has anyone else experienced this kind of transition in their fandom journey? If so, I'd love to hear how you dealt with it and any insights or suggestions you might have for me. Feel free to reply or DM.

These feelings have left me with a dilemma: what to do with my blog. I don't want to abandon it or delete it, but even refilling my queue is starting to feel tiresome. Plus, without active effort I'll eventually run out of posts to queue from my archive, so maintaining the queue alone is only a temporary solution. I've been toying with the idea of inviting someone who’s more active in the fandom to become a Moderator for the blog and keep it alive with fresh content, but I'm still uncertain about this option. If you have any feedback on that idea, please reply or DM.

So that's where I stand now. My life has taken me in a new direction and, while I still love Portal, I don't have the same time and energy to invest in the fandom as before. I'm eager to find a way to keep this blog alive in a way that feels authentic and will keep the content you all followed for going for the foreseeable future.

If any of you have encouraging words, suggestions, ideas, or thoughts, I'm all ears! Your support has meant the world to me, whether you've followed 24-7-testing since its inception in 2016 or if you just followed a few days ago. Please don’t be shy about replying or DMing me. I'm genuinely grateful for each one of you!

Rock On Portal Fandom!

- 24-7-testing

[agoist]

Do you guys think colleges will accept “tutor of half the students in my fucking classes” on a resume

[quatregats]

My father just sent this to me, completely unprompted, and I have no clue why. But also he's right though

[sizzlingchaosprince]

The Toy's favorite Child

Notes: This is the first time I'm doing such thing so I'm really nervous XD I didn't know what to put into the background of the drawing so I didn't put any. Maybe I'll edit it soon. Do forgive me for my shading, I'm still learning(trying to)

Synopsis: After starting to live in PlayCare, one creature you became friends with grew a liking to you...

Warning: PLATONIC, headcanon + little story, reader is 12-14 years old, reader is a chill teenager

It's been a year since you got into the PlayCare, passing through the security with laid-back face and leaving the staff confused. They kept you because you seemed useful for them...

You were quite chilly and relaxed, reserved and smart. Also, because of your personality you were almost the same with Cat Nap from cartoons. Maybe that's why you became quick friends with Smiling Critters. With most of them, at least...

The big purple cat was almost never appearing like others from his party. And this interested you.

After a week or so you finally met him face-to-face. You were as calm as always, but your heart was pounding from excitement. You said 'hi' for politeness and introduced yourself, waiting for him to do the same.

Guess what? His face didn't even shift. He continued staring at you with his dead eyes.

After understanding that you won't get an answer from him, you tried to talk about something else.

But he disappeared in blink of an eye.

You were quite disappointed, but you still had the same urge to get to know the living toy better. You knew it'll be a long while...

It was worth 3 months to make him sit and listen to your rambling for 10 minutes. It was worth more months to make him spend at least an hour with you. It took even longer for him to let you stay near him and sleep, leaning onto the puppet. But it was worth the pleasure you get from his warmth and company.

Even though you never heard him talk, it's enough for you to be near him. It's good to talk about any nonsense which randomly comes to your mind and have a listener who won't judge you. It's also good to take a great nap in his fur or stay in complete silence, thinking of your own thing.

The staff, of course, sooner found out the relationship between you and the purple cat puppet.

They tried to use you to their own benefits and new information, but instead you composed some lies which sounded like truth to tell them(Cat Nap helped you a little sometimes, nodding or shaking his head if the lie sounds truthful or not).

When the scientists were starting thinking about taking you for the test next, Cat Nap started to monitor you to make sure you won't end up in the Game Station.

It definitely wasn't him who knocked out the staff members right behind your back. It definitely wasn't him who let out some scratching noises in Home-Sweet-Home. Also, of course, it definitely wasn't his sharp gaze you felt on your gut 24/7.

You liked to use the hair brush on the purple furball. It doesn't move away so you can say that he's at least neutral to your activity(we don't talk about his really quiet purring).

[Now. The small story]

It was a normal day like any other one. More specifically, night. However, this week was quiet strange: the staff members of Playtime Co. except the workers from the PlayCare appeared more often in front of you. When they started talking about 'test', they randomly passed out because of the red smoke. You knew it was one of the Smiling Critters you were hanging out with for a while, but you didn't know why was he doing it.

You were currently sitting with your back leaning against the living cat plush, brushing your companion's tail you gently patted with your free second hand. The only thing that bothered you in that peaceful time was the fact that the purple cat wasn't purring at all. It was staring at you with its dark eyes. Sooner after, you finally asked him about this:

— Is something wrong, Cat Nap?

It didn't answer. Instead, the living toy just stared at you with expressionless eyes, not moving an inch. You weren't intimidated by the stare at all, so you just continued brushing the long tail. You weren't hoping for an answer anyway, but still a small, almost impossible dream was remaining in your heart.

The silence was broken by the raspy, low voice coming out from Cat Nap's voice box.

— The Prototype... Will Save Us.

You flinched.

Wow...

This is the first time he ever said something to you. It was surely a progress for your friendship.

You stared at him with wide eyes for a moment before shifting your attention back to the tail. You shrugged with your shoulders, your face had a relaxed smile.

— I don't know who the Prototype is, but if they helped you somehow, I think they're my saviour too. You're like a home to me.. I can't even imagine what would it be like living without you here!

You chuckled, patting the fluffy tail while Cat Nap looked at you with the same stare. However, something in his eyes changed... Maybe his gaze gained a little more... softness?

He stared at you until you fell asleep on him again. A few minutes of him sinking into his thoughts have passed, the toy putted his head on his paws, wrapping his tail around you like a blanket and soon enough closing his eyes. You would call it the same night-time scenario with Cat Nap in the next morning, because you didn't know that he was comfortably purring, nuzzling himself into your warmth last night...

Notes: OH MY GOD I DID IT :D I'll maybe do part 2, but without promises

Anyways, thank you for wasting your time reading my first-ever-made English fanfic. Do write me some comments about my errors if you find any, I will appreciate it since it'll improve my writing skills.

Have a nice day/evening/night!😘

[silassinclair]

Would your ocs still love me if I was a worm?

LMAO now this is the question we all’ve been wanting an answer to.

Masterlist Here!!

Would the Yanderes Still Love You if You Were a Worm?

Maddox Graves

“Maddox?”

Said outlaw turns to face you when he hears you call out his name so meekly. Why do you look so sad?

“Yeah princess? What’s goin’ on?”

He notices your downcast expression and can’t help but feel worried. The outlaw pulls you into an embrace from behind and rests his chin on your shoulder. Rough hands move up and down your waist sensually.

“I have a question…” You say nervously.

“No need to be shy round’ me sweetheart. You can ask me anythin’. We been together long enough for there to be no secrets kept between us alright?”

Sighing deeply you finally ask.

“Would you still love me if I was a worm?”

…

“What kind of barkin’ at the knot question is that?”

That translates to “What kind of useless question is that?”

Anyways he’s confused. You’re not a worm and you never will be so why do you even ask?

“Maddox just answer the question! Will you still love me? Yes or no?” You whine and grip on his sleeve.

You seem pretty serious about this question huh?

Perfect opportunity to fuck with you.

The outlaw smirks beneath his bandana facial covering.

“I’d use you as bait for the fishes.”

Dante Verona

You’re scrolling on your phone when you come across a trend online. Apparently partners are asking their partners if they would still love them if they were a worm.

You’re single but you do know a certain ghost that haunts your house that has an obvious obsession with you.

So let’s ask him!

“Dante?” You call out. And seconds later his masked, ghostly apparition phases into the room from one of the walls.

“Yes amore? What is it?” He asks sweetly. He loves it when you call for him. Your voice saying every syllable of his name is heaven sent.

“Would you still love me if I was a worm?” You ask straightforwardly.

Dante is frozen where he floats.

What kind of question is that?

Is this a test of loyalty?

Where did this some from?

Dante is over analyzing so hard. This must be some sort of mental exercise.

“Uhm…” Dante hesitates for a moment. “Do you ask me this question because you are insecure about your appearance and that you have to compare yourself to a measly worm to see if I truly love you no matter your appearance?”

Dante whimpers as he pulls you into a hug. He thinks he’s comforting you but instead you feel like someone just wrapped you in a straight jacket.

“You’re my beautiful rare gem amore! My one in a billion, the apple of my eye! Why if you were a worm I would have you live a wormy life of luxury. But what I do not understand is that you find yourself ugly! Nonsense love you are stunning. You blind me with your beauty! There is no need for silly questions like this because your beauty is like no other.”

You want to interrupt his rambling but it’s just so entertaining to hear him go on about how gorgeous you are even if you were a worm.

“Do not be insecure about your appearance my love. I would love you no matter what.”

Viktor Markov

The silence between you and Viktor was awkward. He always does this. He just stares at you while lying on the bed in your clinic while you work on your files. You wish he could go somewhere else but he always has an excuse on why he has to watch you 24/7.

Wishing to break the silence you decide to ask a popular question you saw online. But you and Viktor aren’t lovers, far from it in your opinion. He thinks otherwise but you don’t know that…

Whatever, you’ll ask him the question. Besides, you’re curious as to what he’ll say.

“Hey Viktor?” You ask, still working. However Viktor perks up slightly at you finally initiating a discussion.

“Hm?” He hums lowly.

“Would you still love me if I were a worm?”

…

…

silence

…

…

“Yes.”

[aj-thegreatest]

Fame and Paparazzi in LO: An Underdeveloped Picture

So this is gonna be less of a "formal" essay, and more of a...ramble unfortunately. Stay around if you still wanna read lol.

I've always been interested in stories where the public eye, media, and/or paparazzi become one of (if not, the only) driving forces in the story. Or stories where the main character is always on guard, protecting their image against the people who twisting it for their own means. See also: any story set in Hollywood, or any story set in a royal/high status environment.

So you could only understand my disappointment on how it's used in LO. Because ideally, this should be a straight shot! And it started off fairly decently.

Persephone, a complete nobody, gets thrusted into the spotlight by meeting an influential powerful figure. And we do see the negative effects of this through Tori and Alex (I can't remember which one got their eye snatched but I honestly kind of don't care about their characters I'm sorry). Persephone can't readily make friends because of Hades' actions. For a moment, she's isolated among her peers. And it's good! And then...

It...barely gets mentioned for like, a majority of the series (Don't worry I will get to that part near the end) There are other moments mentioned (Hera disguising herself as paparazzi as a "test" for Persephone, this notable visual from Minthe's POV)

And it's not anything...substantial? The audience doesn't get to the emotional/mental effects from this. Especially directed at Persephone, who'd ideally be the perfect person for this. It encourages the audience to sympathize with her, which I know the narrative wants. Like, desperately. One of the main rules in LO is to be on Persephone's side, 24/7. And we know what happens if people aren't:

But I also know one of the secret rules of LO, is Persephone cannot suffer/go through genuine hardships. She can't get slandered (rightfully or wrongfully) by the press, because it'd be too hard for her. She can't have a truly unfair trial, because it'd be too unfair. And, if the ending of LO means anything, she can't even have her long distance separation with Hades.

It's why Persephone doesn't get this overall treatment from the press. In the context of the world, she kind of skirts by and doesn't get recognition for it? It's a bit like Retsuko Post S2, where she should probably start getting noticed more but it just doesn't happen.

Even after the trial and her punishment, she can freely walk down the streets of Olympus like she's the most hated goddess around (I'm not even saying this to be mean, if I had a family in the Mortal Realm and I couldn't see them for a decade? I'd be pissed).

I'm going to take time to mention the video that inspired this ramble, Lindsey Ellis’ “Yoko and the Beatles,” which goes into the history of the Beatles and Yoko Ono. It also touches on other famous women, like Courtney Love, Britney Spears and others, who were slammed by the media and press. There is/are a lot of elements at play, to misogyny and racism (in Yoko Ono’s case) that effected their treatment in the public eye. And a lot of this came in the late 90s/early 2000s, which was a very bad time to be in the press. No sympathy at all.

I’d highly suggest watching it for yourself if you haven’t, because the treatment in the video did remind me of an LO character, but not the one the narrative wants us to think of-

Minthe got dumped on in the story, in WT comment section, and by its own creator! It’s no wonder people give her more grace/sympathy, because she’s barely standing up by the time she gets planted. But back to Persephone because it’s always about her:

So. the only time Persephone gets slammed like that is near the end…where the narrative decides to input all the criticism to the evil scary villain who sucks sooooo much:

And it’s like…ok. So. Typically, when a character is getting mistreated in the press, the claims are usually sensationalized and inflammatory. Borderline slander. We, the audience, should not be on the press’s side unless we’re supposed to take validity in those statements.

The best example is the 2nd interview in Bojack Horseman, where the audience is expected to see Bojack as a deeply flawed and messed up person who, when things get really bad, will throw people under the bus to save his own skin (I.E, him mentioning Sharona in relation to Sarah Lynn drinking for the first time). 

And there’s obviously situations where it’s a lot more morally grey, when it comes to the media and press. It’s all about who’s telling the “real” story and which one is the “fake.” But in this, you as a writer need to make a decision: how is your audience supposed to take it? Should we be on the press’s side, like in the case of Bojack, or should we be on the character’s side?

Now. In this moment with Persephone, it’s clear we the audience are supposed to sympathize with her. But everything Apollo (and the other citizens) are saying is…correct. Persephone is responsible for this, and she hasn’t really owned up/done enough to manage it. She’s sitting there in her ivory tower, pulling the “woe is me” act like she did in the trial. And somehow, we’re supposed to be on board? When we haven’t been given enough evidence that Persephone genuinely cares and they’re wrong about her?

And this could’ve worked! If Persephone owned up to her mistakes and wanted to change, we’d be on board! Look, she’s actually developing! But because Persephone can never be in the wrong, the narrative bends itself like a game of Twister for her to always be right. And that’s boring in a story that’s supposed to have stakes.

I’m actually gonna end this off on a positive note, and talk about the best use of the media in LO. While Persephone is at school, after she’s spent the night at Hades place, she comes across this in the bathroom:

This is genuinely perfect! We see how the press/media defame Persephone, and how people are reacting to it. We see her being affected by this in her day to day life, with the Cherry on top being the “Goddess of Sluts.” It’s so bitter and borders on Highschool levels of petty, and it works. This is probably my personal fave moment in the LO Pilot!

And I will forever be shocked on why this wasn’t included in the WT version. It’s so simple to put in, but it’s almost like the press was sprinkled in…instead of being baked into the story. A dash of media slander here, a scoop of cliffhangers, and another sprinkle of SA, and that’s all it is, really. Or just a plot that didn’t spend enough time in the dark room

[numberonetacostan]

I like to think Taco secretly runs a conspiracy board in her free time (despite how unrealistic it is) she's convinced that the competition is part of a grander scheme. She has strings, pictures, and sticky notes pinned everywhere, connecting random events and contestants to wild theories—like how MePhone is actually a robot overlord, or that there’s a secret society of forks controlling the world.

Her favorite theory? That she herself is being watched by an audience (us) 24/7 and she sometimes breaks the fourth wall (gasps) to test if it’s true. Most contestants ignore her ramblings, but Taco swears she’s onto something, even if she has to figure it out alone!

Hi Ze!!!!!^^ Welcome back, and thank you for sending in an ask!!!!!! :]

deuiwfhueihfeuih I think Taco would like to make conspiracies to trick people with. She's a smart cookie, she could enough dots to convince quite a few other contestants that, say, there's actually a secret third Idiotic Island that was never used, but is still out there and intact. She would love messing with people like this!!!! It's all fun and games until she accidentally gets Fan caught up in one of her conspiracies and he loses it trying to find the truth. Conspiracies would be banned after that.

I think that the being watched conspiracy might kick in post-finale, with all that's going on. Are the cameras really off and gone? No one from Mepple is listening in? I can see her actually getting rather paranoid about that!!!

[myloveforhergoeson]

tw: blood

"...But I've noticed an uptick in the popularity of graphic print hoodies. Especially paired with skinny jeans..." James held up his fashion magazine on the orange couch, gripping both pages at the ends as he turned them horizontally, then vertically, scrunching his brow at the images as he rambled to his girlfriend. "But I don't know... I'm predicting we'll see some sort of fashion revival in the next few years, like 80s or 90s... Probably 90s the more that I think about it..."

He was fixated on the pictures, not so much the movie Roxy had put on after their long day at work, but that was more than fine with her. Ages ago now, she'd tuned out too, because what James had to say was far more interesting.

How long she could get away with staring, she didn't know, but he was pretty caught up in his own explanation, so the writer decided to test her luck and let her eyes wander.

Over the soft rosy apples of his cheeks, before getting distracted from how the corners of his mouth cut dimples the more and more animated his speech grew. Following the slight bump across the bridge of his nose from when he'd broken it playing hockey as a kid, up to his strong, distinct brows that moved up and down as he said something excitedly, before taking it back and reconsidering another point aloud.

The golden flecks in his hazel eyes were hard to find, considering the soft cracks of sunlight seeping into the room from the closed blinds behind where he sat, but she caught a few as they widened while he took in the double-page spread. They disappeared just as quickly as he turned the page and took in what it had to offer, squinting and scrutinizing every layer, every accessory, the models before him were decked out in, all the while making his own commentary about this and that.

Voice pitching up, he continued, words coming out faster and faster as he made even more predictions for the future of style, drawing Roxy farther and farther in, until she was as close to him as the pages he studied.

That was enough to startle James out of his rant.

"Babe? Oh, hi... Hi," He grinned, taking in their proximity, gaze tearing from the magazine to hers before flickering down to her lips.

Her stomach flipped and she was pretty sure her face was on fire, but found the strength to murumur back, "Hi."

When his brows shot to his forehead, and he immediately reeled backward yelling, "Roxanne?!" she figured something was probably off.

In equal measure, she pulled away from him just as quickly, heart beginning to pound so hard she could feel it trying to rip from her chest as she studdered out, "W-what?"

She hated the way her jaw opened and closed as she tried to take in the air her lungs desperately needed.

James flew off the couch, running to the kitchen at the same time Roxy's upper lip tickled and the sharp metallic taste of blood filled her mouth. "Oh my god."

As she drew one finger to the space under her nose, the wet, warm sensation made her hair stand straight on end; In the same breath, James was in front of her again, hand sinking into her hair, gently pulling to draw her face toward the ceiling and using the other hand to place a wad of scratchy paper towels under her nostril.

"Is the air too dry in here? I've had the humidifier plugged in, like, 24/7 since we moved in here!"

There was a slight shake to his voice, and he was a bit rough as he tried to press the towel farther into her nose, but, at least, Roxy thought, at least he's near me again.

"No, it's fine," She said, though her words were half-muffled. Gently, she brought one hand up to circle his wrist before using her other to take the towel. Her face was on fire again, this time though, it wasn't because she was working herself up. "... This is so gross, I'm so sorry."

Shaking her head, she tied to drop her gaze to the ground, but James' hold on her kept her continuing to look at the ceiling.

"Don't apologize." Light as a feather, his fingers brushed some of her hair out of her face; Now Roxy felt a little bit better. "It happens... Plenty of girls have gotten nosebleeds just from looking at me before. Occupational hazard, songbird!"

The little smile cracking on his lips made Roxy take a fist to his shoulder, playfully shoving him backwards as laughter rolled off his tongue.

But, his comment made her embarassment melt away for the time being.

"So what if I thought your fashion-talk was hot? It's always nice to hear about something you're passionate about..."

This time, it was James' turn to get the flames of bashfulness lick up his cheeks, eyes blowing wide at his girlfriend's words.

Roxy used this window to slip of his grasp, fleeing to the sink in the bathroom with a handful of sweet giggles to clean herself up.

Though it wasn't often, she loved being able to catch him off guard. Opportunities presenting themselves so nicely sure were rare and she wasn't always able to find the right thing to say, but when she did, the pay off was indescribable.

Way to go Somerset... Now, you've got to find a way to put this into a song...

[untilwedont]

I'm All Ears

Your little listener

Pairings: Ethan Landry x Male!Reader

Summary: In which the reader rambles about something and Ethan can't help but stare, thinking about how in love he is with him.

Warnings: None... I think?

A/N; A little short story since I can't think of anything

Today was a stressful day to say the least. Finding out you had 5 tests on the same day, finding out your ex best friend started rumors about you, literally having a pile of homework to do.. It wasn't the best day.

But at least you had one of the best people you've ever met in your life. Ethan Landry, your perfect boyfriend. He was one of the calmest, yet dorkiest person you've ever met. You loved everything about him. His shy personality, how he loved to be around you 24/7..

But the best thing about Ethan was that he was such a good listener. Everytime you ranted to him about something, he'd always sit and listen, never interrupting you and spoke after you were finished speaking. Though Ethan was one to never give good advice, his hugs and sweet talk always made you feel better.

So there you were, on the bed of your boyfriends, rambling about how stressful and bad your day was. "I mean, she literally can't go two fucking seconds without blabbering that big ass mouth of hers. Like at least I don't fucking look like Kermit the Frog who takes hardcore drugs. Oh my God, and don't even get me started on her boyfriend. He looks like Dobby from Harry Potter, but claims he get's 'more girls than any of the other guys from this school'."

You continued to ramble on about your day, Ethan nodding every few seconds. But if he was being completely honest, he wasn't really listening. He was instead staring at you, thinking about how in love he was with you.

He thought you were one of the toughest people ever, though you didn't think the same. You always spoke what needed to be said, even if other people didn't think so. That's what he loved so much about you. He couldn't help but smile at you,

'How did I get so lucky?'

[applestorms]

who do you think is smarter: l or light? without any sort of external help (supernatural forces, $$$)

L. ez. i actually already talked about this in my little ramble on intelligence in DN (in response to another ask) but to elaborate on those two in particular a bit more...

ok first of all, to reiterate: intelligence is a difficult thing to really Measure. not only could there be considered to be a lot of different areas/types of knowledge, but there's also a lot of different ways in which that understanding/informational backlog can be utilized or acted on. (plus the whole thing about how IQ tests only determine how good you are at doing IQ tests, etc. etc.)

that being said, i don't think we have to say that intelligence is entirely relative, or that there is absolutely no objective basis under which we can judge how smart someone is, particularly in the case of fictional characters. SO,

let's begin by setting up the parameter that "without external help," specifically refers to circumstances throughout the show itself, if only because it's a lot more complicated to try and figure out who light and L even are if they aren't connected to their canon backstories. this basically just means that they are beginning with whatever strengths/weaknesses they gained throughout childhood and their early teenage/adult years, like we're judging between who they were right at the start of the series pre-lind l. tailor and before they met.

of course, this means that immediately, L has an advantage over light purely by the fact that he is slightly older and has had more direct experience testing the limits of his knowledge through his detective work. while light has also seemed to receive a decently bougie education, he has not had a wealthy man looking over his shoulder to specifically give him everything he wants/needs to Develop His Mind-- he's top of his class, top of everyone in the country, but even that seems to not be particularly challenging to him. thus i don't think it's too out there to assume that light's logical reasoning/pure book & experience knowledge is somewhat stifled.

that being said, he does possess one distinct advantage over L, which is demonstrated quite extensively throughout the show-- his ability to manipulate and understand people. because L is catered to so specifically in such an isolated environment, he never quite gets the chance to have to Live Around People in the same way that light does, meaning that he is a lot less inclined to have the same kind of Instinctive Knowledge as light about how to mask his emotions or fit in with a group. also, the autism. his approach is kinda just to (white) lie a lot-- you could perhaps view this as L being able to understand other people and their motivations/emotions/etc. in the context of a kind of detective case/puzzle, but not quite knowing or realizing the importance of covering his own ass, in the way that light does. the closest he gets with this is when he pretends to be a misa fan right before yotsuba, but even then that's a pretty minor case and clearly planned to some degree beforehand.

thus: L's strengths are in his logical reasoning and ability to puzzle out all the pieces together, pay attention to minute details in evidence, and understand people in terms of base motivations and personality, particularly with regards to crime. his weaknesses are in his ability to understand people in the moment, particularly the ways in which his own actions/presence may influence them in minor ways outside of his few intentional moments of manipulation.

light's strengths are in his ability to respond in the moment (so long as his temper doesn't get to him first), to manipulate people and mask himself so thoroughly n so regularly that he can be under surveillance 24/7 and still manage to murder a few people in secret while keeping up the Sweet, Dedicated Boy Persona in the privacy of his own bedroom, and also his Pure Dedication when it comes to sticking with one plan (KIRA), especially when his own emotions/view of himself is at stake. his weakness is in his ego/reliance on people due to his need to be Seen as someone good and just, as well as his logical reasoning, which really isn't quite up to par with L.

i think people sometimes forget that in the case of both light and beyond, their ability to "reason out" the logic of these cases is specifically because they are the ones perpetrating them, and planning them out in advance. L trips light up time and time again because L is able to think through the evidence more cleanly and consider more potential paths than light, who is always biased towards his own reasoning/justification by nature of the fact that he was the one who came up with the damn plans in the first place.

throughout the series, again and again, light fails to account for the multitude of ways in which people catch on to him-- it's part of the reason why his getting naomi is such a significant moment, because it really was Pure Chance that he stumbled across her right at the time that he did. he simply didn't account for the possibility that raye may actually have close family and loved ones he would talk about his work with, much less someone intelligent enough to put the pieces together about KIRA, despite the fact that he specifically threatens raye about a loved on in the first place. idiot lmfao

in the case of the anime specifically, i'd also like to add that i think L is a bit more emotionally intelligence/mature than light, to some degree, or at the very least has more of handle on or acceptance of his own emotions (and fucked-up-ness). both are pretty childish and self-centered, yes, spoiled little brats in their own particular ways-- but, particularly as demonstrated in the rain scene, L seems to both know what he is and Accept the extent to which his morals are actually quite gray in a way that light just. can't. part of this may be due to L's lack of connection to other people, that he doesn't hold himself to their standards quite so highly, though part of it may also just be again that L is a bit older and therefore less in the throes of teenage Image angst or whatever.

additionally: if you would really like to even out the playing field, and consider 24 year old L versus 24 year old light... honestly i still think L wins LMFAO.

i've mentioned this before, but light post-time skip really isn't all that inventive with the Sick New Schemes he comes up with. honestly, a lot of what he ends up doing in the latter half of the series is exactly the same as his plots throughout the first half, just with slightly different pieces in place. he uses takada and mikami in place of misa in some cases while still refusing to get the eyes (even his father at one point), he switches the notebooks around a whole bunch to ensure he isn't caught due to the lifespan/DN owner thing, he fights a couple snarky geniuses whose names he Desperately wants to find out for a truly stupid amount of time... really, post-timeskip light comes across as very high-functioning depression to me in this half of the series, to some degree going on autopilot with the plans that he Knows will work because he's sunk cost fallacy too hard to give up on KIRA now, despite the fact that his heart really isn't into it as much by this point. kinda like L during yotsuba, though their reactions are quite different, with L going the opposite way to intentionally drop all his shit and give up to the annoyance of everyone around him cuz he's salty that his "intellectual partner" or serial killer boytoy or whatever has disappeared now.

so... yeah. i really do think L is just a bit smarter. light is certainly intelligent, yeah, he can keep up with L just fine throughout the series, but he also uses his intelligence in really fucking stupid ways sometimes (coughcough using his Stunning Reasoning to logic himself into a corner where he has to keep killing people to be a good person. make it make sense, yagami) and is much more heavily influenced by his emotions and Especially his temper and ego.

[leilynn]

Mononoke, Nopperabou arc ||Theories and how i understood the first episode of the arc (I might be overthinking MOST of these please keep that in mind||

New tumblr user and new member of the fandom who's very interested in mononoke and kusuriuri!

Please tell me if i said something incorrect i don't want to spread misinformation thankyou!

[NOTE: i do not know japanese so this is based on the english sub of the series]

"Personally the very belief that medicine alone can cure one's ailments does not sit well for me." [Ep 6, 3:11]

Hinting to ochou that relying on a mononoke (the medicine) will do no good. (?)

1.1 "An ineffective medicine is rendered such by one's own lack of belief." [Ep 6, 3:17]

the "ineffective medicine" is probably the methods Ochou tried to endure the abuse inflicted by her husband and in laws tryring to make her own mother proud. Which resulted her strong feelings building up and attracted an ayakashi which turned her into a mononoke. (?)

1.2 "They are held together by a common thread like sardines hung out to dry." [Ep 6, 3:20]

-The cure and belief are connected. (If you believe its the cure then you will be cured something like that)

then it was followed up by "Wait, or are sardines dried on sticks?" [Ep 6, 3:27] which i have NO idea how it is related maybe he's just rambling??? Trying to make his story more convincing perhaps.

"How you killed them is irrelevant. Cooked in miso or cured with salt, a fish is a fish, you see." [Ep 6, 5:13] -Basically it doesn't matter how she killed 'them'. It doesn't change the fact that she did it.

3. "Well, you understand, people always have a certain air about them. A certain expression. You do not seem like a woman bound for the gallows in the morning." [Ep 6, 6:31]

Saying that there's more than it meets the eye.

4. THEORY: Ochou said that her outfit distinguishes her as a person with a death sentence and kusuriuri replied with; "Your jailer determines how you dress. Your face is of more concern to me than your garb. What im trying to say is that you seem an entirely different person from the normal Ochou-san." [Ep 6, 6:54]

He's saying that since her "jailor" (the Mononoke) made her wear the kimono a stage set just for them (so everything there but Ochou's expression, face, voice is fake). (??????????)

Later when the Mononoke appeared he said "As I thought, she was possessed." [Ep 6, 8:19]

It wasn't clarrified how Kusuriuri knew the "normal" Ochou so maybe he was testing wether if she was actually posessed or not (later he said "As i thought, she was possesed." on [Ep 6, 8:19] and we know that wasn't the case as we delve further into the story.)

5. THEORY: When Ochou started doubting Kusuriuri's identity she asked (Warning: might be overthinking) "Just who are you?" [Ep 6, 7:11]

Then the mononoke appeared and asked kusuriuri the same thing. I feel like it was some kind of foreshadowing that Ochou is the mononoke (?).

6. THEORY: "Amazing it can speak. It's the first time i have met this sort of Mononoke." [Ep 6, 7:37]

Since kusuriuri have lived for a long time (most fans in the platforms i have been speculate that he is) maybe talking Mononokes are a bit rare? But in zashikiwarashi and nue the mononoke could speak too. Maybe some mononokes talk only when they need/want to. (In zashikiwarashi the mononoke didn't speak to kusuriuri)

7.1 "You must not leave." [Ep 6, 7:48] Then Kusuriuri stops Ochou from leaving.

Honestly, i was confused at the start. After rewatching the episode for a few times i come into a conclusion that i think that kusuriuri was telling her that she is safe as long as she stays in that place. He believes that the mononoke didn't harm her because the mononoke wanted her to stay there.

"You are safe as long as you stay in here." [Ep 6, 8:02] -kusuriuri said this to ochou

"It was my belief, though, that I would have to break those bars to reveal your form," [Ep 6, 8:24] -kusuriuri said this to the mononoke

7.2 "If you believe this place holds you, it is a prison. If you do not wish to leave it will become a fortress." [Ep 6, 9:06]

Kusuriuri said this to Ochou. And like our girl, I was CONFUSED but after rewatching it for a few times maybe he's telling Ochou that she can control the place they're in well i believe that the 'place' is in Ochou's mind (will explain in part 2). If she believes if she's trapped then she's trapped. I mean its in her mind.

8. "Do you wish to return to that place again?" [Ep 6, 9:10] -kusuriuri "I do not mind." [Ep 6, 9:28] -Ochou "Mankind is far more frightening." [Ep 6, 9:22] -at this scene it showed Ochou with this mask:

sorry its a bit blurry

Im not sure but i saw a theory video in yt about Nopperabou inspired by Noh theatre heres the link: Unmasking the Nopperabou | Mononoke Theory

But the closest Noh theatre mask i could find similar to Ochou on that scene was Ushi-Oni-Blue a Devil (Oni) Mask. I dont know anything about the story with the mask i hope someone knows.

9. THEORY: Okay, back to the "Mankind is far more terrifying." [Ep 6, 9:22] Ochou said it in a more deeper voice. Maybe its the mindset that the mononoke inflicted upon her and made her lose hope in humanity and started to cling on something thats not human "Surely theres a kind mononoke out there." [Ep 6, 9:37]

I doubt anyone would read my first post but if there's one THANK YOU FOR DEALING WITH MY NONSENSE <3

(Once again please say anything i said thats false info i will edit the post!!!)

[lyssak09]

Yandere Leo Wyatt Headcanons (Charmed 1998)

I'm so sorry that I fell off the face of the earth but that's life. Enjoy these random yandere headcanons. I have been rewatching Charmed, which I grew up watching, and it randomly gave me inspiration again. Yay! I've been in love with Leo for like my whole life, so these may be a tad long. Happy Reading

(FYI you are a charmed one in this but I don't specify which one you've taken the place of since I love all of them, but I do mention Piper and Pheobe in this. Maybe they're all alive in this or something lol)

We know Leo is protective of those he cares about, especially the ones he loves. So as a yandere, his protectiveness is 20 times worse. He keeps an eye on you at all times even when you can't see him, if he sees or senses you might be doing something too dangerous for his liking (including normal activities like cooking) he'll orb in and take over for you.

Leo doesn't have a concept of boundaries when it comes to you. So he’ll orb in at any time, it doesn’t matter if it's during intimate moments like you’re hoping out of the shower.

Leo watches you 24/7, even when he’s with his other charges. It doesn’t matter if you’re in the bathroom, asleep in bed, out with friends, or spending time with your sisters, he’ll have an eye on you.

He watches you sleep almost every night, you’re just so cute and peaceful when you sleep. And if he’s feeling bold he might even lay with you on the bed, perhaps cuddle you if you’re in a deep sleep. It makes him feel like you’re a couple when he does that, furthering his delusions.

Leo is a huge guard dog, not just from creatures but from humans too. He knows how to fight, and his combat skills are insane, but people seem to forget that about him which he takes advantage of. If someone or something badmouthed you then they better be ready for a fight.

He is so sweet to you, in an old-fashioned sort of way. If you’re entering a room he’ll beat you to the door to hold it open for you, even if you’re just going to the attic. He’ll carry your bag or jacket when you’re out and about. Leo will always make you walk on the opposite of traffic on sidewalks, meaning he walks on the traffic side of the pavement.

Leo loves anything you do, especially when you talk though, he could listen to you yap for hours, even if it's something he has no idea what it is! He’ll even ask questions about the topic, anything you care about is something he will want to know. Leo will learn about everything you watch and read, just so he can actually talk to you about it and know what you’re talking about. But he does love just listening to you ramble about something, happily letting you talk and him listen. 

One of the things he hates about being a whitelighter/dead is that he can’t really talk about himself to your friends. Such as at parties, he can’t tell them the truth about who he is, which bothers him as he wants your friends to like him without lying to them, that way they can urge you to go for him/accept his advances!

Even if/when you’re not dating he’ll get paranoid and jealous when you talk to men (even women), even Dan who obviously has a thing for Piper, not you. 

Leo will get you to go on a date with him, either he begged you, coerced you, or just got you with his charm.

He will use his dream leaping ability to hop into your dreams and manipulate them. He makes you dream of dates with him to not only help ‘convince’ you and your subconscious to seriously date him but also test out date ideas. He needs to know which ones will work better for your first date!

Leo's sweet demeanor masks his manipulative intentions as he orchestrates the perfect first date. 

He’ll take advantage of knowing you your entire life to get the perfect first date. Leo will get your favorite food, and do any activity you want. He will manipulate you into saying yes to a second date, then a third, a fourth, and so on.

Leo’s more than willing to stoop low enough to manipulate you into being his girlfriend <3

“I’d do anything for you, Y/N! I’m willing to die again if it means you’ll go out with me. Please, it's just one date! Your sisters will be fine without you for a couple of hours. So what do you say?”

And if that doesn’t work he has more tricks up his sleeve, In the worst-case scenario he has to enact his plans even if you aren’t dating, all it does is make it a bit more difficult if you aren’t. 

Leo’s behavior gets worse even if you don’t start dating. His paranoia intensifies once you're officially together, leading him to become increasingly possessive and controlling. He becomes jealous and suspicious of anyone you interact with, even your own sisters or close friends

He will start having you do different things from the rest of your sisters, like giving you a different mission while the rest of your sisters deal with a demon. You will notice he’s giving you easier or ‘safer’ things to do, like having you work on potions, or giving you simple monsters to vanquish, and always being around you when your sisters have you watch an innocent.

When you express discomfort or resistance to his controlling behavior, Leo gaslights you, making you doubt your perceptions and sanity. He twists situations to make you believe that his actions are motivated by love and concern, making himself appear as the victim of your supposed ingratitude or lack of trust.

“I’m your whitelighter and your boyfriend, Y/N! It's literally my job to protect, care for, and guide you in the right direction. I’m sorry that I’m just trying to do my job as a boyfriend and whitelighter! Don’t you trust me?”

The way he says it makes your heart ache slightly and keeps you from arguing with him for a bit longer.

A part of him will understand that what he feels for you isn’t healthy, that his feelings for you are way stronger than most. But he’s too in love to care.

I’m serious when I say he’s lovesick. When he’s around you he gets all flustered and blushes, he can’t get the thought of you out of his head. Everything you do is either special, amazing, or adorable to him. Even just seeing you eat, or you reading the book of Shadows.

Leo knows the Elders would flip a lid if they find out how deep his feelings for you really are. He’s kept it hidden from everyone so far, everyone just thinks he has a normal crush on you. 

Your sisters will urge you to date him, he’s perfect for you! He’s kind, loving, smart, handsome, and can orb you wherever you want for a date! You don’t realize his crush on you for a bit till your sisters have to practically spell it out for you after he brought you some flowers for the 5th week in a row. 

Leo says he’s a pacifist but he knows that when it comes to you, he’ll kill a person/thing without a second thought or regret. Especially if they were/about to harm you or get in between his relationship with you, his devotion to you knows no bounds. He is willing to forsake his pacifist beliefs and commit acts of violence without hesitation if he perceives a threat to you or your relationship. His love for you erases any second thoughts, leading him to justify his actions as necessary sacrifices for the sake of your safety and happiness.

He is quietly making plans on how to stay with you forever without the Elders intervening or putting a stop to him. Leo could either bargain with them, possibly using some information he found that they don’t know about but desperately need, or he could take a more…aggressive option. 

Leo is willing to kill or maim the elders and anyone else who gets in the way, he’ll try no violence or the least violent ways first. He’s not afraid to use a darklighter’s bow and get the elders out of the way, he could possibly take over and keep you up there with him if he takes that route.

He showers you with affection and attention, bombarding you with declarations of love, and gifts, but mainly acts of service. He overwhelms you with displays of devotion, to the point it might feel suffocating. But everyone keeps telling you that they’d kill for someone to do that for them, even your sisters say you’re being ridiculous, that you should feel lucky and happy Leo does that for you. Maybe you’re just overthinking it?

“No you guys don’t understand! I can’t get a moment to myself without him orbing in with a gift or him beating me to a task I had been planning to do.” You complain to your sisters. They give you a funny look before laughing, “You’re being ridiculous Y/N, he’s just trying to show you he loves you. I wouldn’t complain if Dan would weed the garden for me” Piper says before smiling at you. You let out a frustrated huff. “That's not the point Piper! It’s overwhelming!” You exasperate. “Then what is the point Y/N? Because to me, it sounds like you’re complaining about a good thing.” Phoebe said with a slight tone. You quiet down a bit and think, “Maybe I am being ridiculous, maybe Leo is just trying to show he cares?”

The main ways he shows affection are acts of service and physical touch. Do you have a project for the house you’ve been planning to do? He’s already done it. You’re about to plant some flowers in the backyard? Don’t worry! He’ll do it for you. Those dishes in the sink you were planning to do are already done. Any improvements you talked about, even if it was in just one conversation and didn’t really plan to do it, are either done or he’s working on it. He loves being your handyman, it goes with his 1940s-esque views of what a husband should do.

One of the things he loved about just being the handyman, before you knew that he was a whitelighter, was when you’d bring him something to drink or snack on while he worked. It made him picture you as a wife even more than he already was. Anytime you brought him a drink he’d look away from the project he was working on and gain the biggest goofiest smile.

“Hey Leo, I made some lemonade the other day, would you like some? I don’t want you to die of dehydration just because you’re busy working out here.” You joke as you look up at him, covering your eyes a bit to block the sun. He smiles and steps down from the ladder, “I wouldn’t want that either” he jokes and laughs, you still don’t know he’s technically dead. Nor do you know much about who he is really. “I guess the gutters can wait for a bit.” Leo laughed and scratched the back of his neck, you make him so nervous! You notice how red his cheeks have gotten but just brush it off, he has been working in the yard for over an hour now. “Sweet, why don’t you come inside for a second and cool off? I’ll go get that lemonade.” You smile and head inside, while Leo follows you in like a puppy. All he can do when you hand him a glass of lemonade with that beautiful smile of yours is blush even harder and smile like a fool.

Leo uses his powers often once you guys learn he’s a whitelighter and he’ll use them to his advantage. If/when he enacts his plan (whichever one he goes with) he’ll use them if you try to escape. Say you get so desperate that you attack him and run he’ll quickly regenerate and use his sensing ability to track you down.

If he goes down the avatar path (like he did in the show) then he’ll use those powers to an insane amount. Such as the power negation to cancel out your powers so you can’t use them against him. And he’ll use the reality-warping one to make the perfect place for you together. 

Leo will also use the chronokinesis power when needed. 

Either way, no matter what powers he has he will use them, it's only fair if you try to use them against him

Leo loves you more than anything on earth, and he’ll make sure he gets his girl in the end. Hopefully, your sisters will catch on to his plans before it's too late. 

But just know Leo won’t go down without a fight, and he sure as hell isn’t going to let go of you so easily.

[worldwide-simp]

Diary of the inferior

Scp x reader

(isn't really proof-read )

This is something I had written a few words of, stored in my drafts and didn't let it see the light of day (see what I did there hehe) for some time. But I have now finished it (kinda) and its certainly one of my longest pieces. 

(The first few entries are short and poorly written, but it becomes better after some time.)

warnings: gore, kinda pessimistic views, I hate Entry 1 with all my heart, false reality, violence, euthanasia, body horror, religious talk, death.

Scp 105 is post Omega-7, she’s 24 here.

Entry 1: New Beginnings

Dear Diary, 

Maybe I should’ve listened when people told me to never take strange job opportunities.  

I thought it was perfect, I was working in a shop on minimum wage, and I could barely afford simple life necessities.

I still had to pay off my student debt and that made life all the harder. When I saw this strange opportunity presented to me by a shady caucasian man, I believed that this would be my saving light. 

I wish I had been shot that day. A bullet mysteriously found its way into my skull. A news reported merely stated it was an accident; or running from that horrid officer only to “disappear” and never see the light of day again.

I just wish that death had claimed me as one of their countless victims before immortality and the infinite loop of time laid hands upon me.

—-

Entry 2: the flower of beloved Iris

Dear Diary, 

On my photo ID, there was my smiling face. It was a smile of pure joy. You could glance at it and call it cheeky if you dared. But I was merely innocent. Innocent as a human could be. 

After the photo had been taken, I was briefed on what I’d be doing. A rambling speech about the foundation's lack of care for qualified staff and instead people with logic and reasoning. 

That gave you a fighting chance, because how bad could this job be if you just needed a little logic?  I met a girl a few weeks later. I always wondered why she had that camera with her. Perhaps it had been a dear hobby of hers? 

I found out my presumption was wrong when she took a photograph of a flower in a vase some distance away, took the picture out and then proceeded to stick her hand in the image; giving me the flower after twirling it in her fingers. 

Iris seemed proud of making me joyful, I believed I laughed all night. I later placed the flower on my desk, and even after it wilted and its petals fragile and bleak; I still folded it into my pocket and to this day it still resides there. 

She was more on the quiet side but still gave me those sad smiles with dimples on her cheeks.  I had distinctively remembered wondering about the cause of those scars on her eyelid, jaw and hands.  — 

Entry 3: false reality

Dear Diary, 

I found out Iris was an anomaly; an Scp, if you wanted a more precise definition. This was told to me by a person higher on the foundation hierarchy for its staff. Not Iris herself. 

Was I slightly hurt? Yes. 

It had left me staring into a void, although I had seen her camera doing its magic. I must have created some false reality in my head that explained this bizarre situation. 

At the time, I was scrawling through my notebook with such vigour it was comparable to an inspired writer. I was not inspired in a awestriking way. Simply wanting to write about my trepidations concerning this topic and send the letter to me in a shitty way of making myself laugh.

(Mind you, if you too were stuck as a lab assistant watching sentient doughnuts bite people, you almost certainly develop terrible humour.)

—

Entry 4: the beginning of the end

Dear Diary, 

Something strange had occurred.

I had been assigned a mission. Naturally I was confused. Lab assistants being assigned things other than cleaning up the blood after cross-testings? It was something I found most peculiar. 

They, (foundation staff),had suited me up in some strange black equipment, handed me a gun and pushed me over to some people waiting inside a black van.

I don't even have a formal qualification to handle a gun; I had screamed. Why would this be happening? I remember saying that to myself. over and over again.

A pathetic mantra that I so feebly considered answered by the many voices in my head. I cried. Then I wiped the liquid with my hand; I had refused the notion that I was a weak, feeble creature hiding the true meaning of my nature. 

When I really was just that. 

All those other people had kept their heads down, mindlessly fidgeting with their hands or drumming their fingers nervously on the knee. I merely stared at the wall, already feeling the sensation of butterflies fluttering in my stomach. 

I didn't know them, and at this rate; I would never.

—

Entry 5: pathetic chess games

Dear diary, 

They had gotten off the van, dressed in full tactical gear and shivering with a dreadful fear. This situation felt wrong and I memorized the look of someone who knew too much. It was in a puddle of water. It was my face.

Perhaps I was seeing the foreshadows of fate that dangled right in front of my eyes. But I saw nothing, heard nothing and knew nothing. This was all one of the many cruel games the foundation played, killing people as if they were mere chess pieces. 

All just to win to the game, only for another to proceed after that.

—

Entry 6: the majority and the minority

Dear Diary, 

 Scp-001 S. D. Locke’s proposal is one of the many 001 proposals that exist: detailing the sun becoming a hostile being that eradicates human beings, converts them into sentient piles of flesh which aim to find unconverted humans and drag them into the sunlight, for them too to become those hideous masses of skin. 

The scenario occurred in my timeline, at first I didn't know what was happening, only that the other staff members had screamed about the light being good and holy before I heard the most awful noises.

It squelched, moaned and cried. I suppressed gags and muffled my mouth with a cloth. What the fuck was happening? Where had they all gone? Why do they sound not human anymore?

I had ran out from the cover of the van to shield under the safety of a building, not before looking back and laying my eyes upon a horror of flesh melting away under the rays of the hostile sun, dragging its amorphous clumps of bodies towards me. 

They had once been human like myself. I had only saved myself but not them. I should go join them to redeem myself to the judging light and have my sins cleansed. I was a wretched human not worthy of being alive. 

I kept on running, determined to never let the sun touch my skin ever again. I had slammed the door of the building. It was desolate and empty. When I’d step on the ground too hard, I could hear the echoes of the impact.

The was a distinctive waft of bleach, specifically chlorine that reminded me of swimming pools. There was a lack of furnacing; which reminisced the not-so-distant memory of my office. I took shallow breaths, slumping down to the ground and rubbing a sore ligament. 

This was a weak thing a human could do, but I sobbed. I cried and cried until I felt like everything went numb. But it cleared my mind slightly, feeling less like a suffocating cloth and more so like a haze of cloud. 

I felt around in my breast pocket, closing my fingers around a packet and tearing it off and chewed on the granola bar slowly. My mouth felt dry and my throat burned, however, despite the lack of comfort, I still ate. 

I pondered on what I could do. Could I stay here and call for backup or try to find someone who was still alive? 

I sighed, then fiddled with the packet from the granola bar. Was I at fault for my comrades being turned into those abominations of flesh? I could've saved them; told them to stay inside the van and that I’d go out and check. It would’ve resulted in my death, but wasn't appeasing the majority a more important factor than the minority? 

—

Entry 7: The silence of the lamb

Dear Diary,  

I had a radio that I had snatched last minute from the van before dashing off. I had tried reaching out to anyone I could. But there was only silence.

—

Entry 8: Nihilism

Dear Diary, 

I had successfully contacted a person without being disoriented by loud static. I heard heavy breathing, it was loud and quite alarming. There was a persistent sloshing of liquid in the background. It was quiet for a few seconds; eerily quiet. Before someone spoke. 

“You are alone. You will stay forever alone if you do not accept the beautiful light. Go outside.” 

I threw the radio to a corner of the room, and it broke into several pieces. The voice didn't sound human anymore, it was distorted with an otherworldly passion. I was so blinded by the anger that had irrationally consumed me for a second I broke my only means of communication.  

Maybe I would be truly alone if I didn't go outside.

There was nothing to live for anymore.

—

Entry 9: kiss away the gore

Dear Diary, 

If loneliness was the way I would die, perhaps it would be better to perish in the sun than of hunger and the echoing quiet. I lived in cowardliness and fear. I can be free where I belong. 

I opened the door I had blocked two days ago. Such a feeble mind, but I had found revelation.  I will cleanse my body of this impurity, harbouring sins and the devil's hands caressing my skin. 

I will burn it all away. 

This was the only way I would be accepted, then I’d find peace. 

I stepped into the sunlight and stared at the scarlet sun's beauty. I felt my skin being pulled apart, melting into a puddle of goo, bones liquefying and a boiling feeling. My human mouth shrieked, but that was insignificant. My fingers merged together before becoming a singular stump and my body was crafted new.

There was an agony I couldn't describe in words. No matter how many times I may rip out this page and rewrite it countless times, no work of poetry could ever shed light on the feeling. 

My body was crafted pristine, I now moved surprisingly fast. The puddle of goo had moulded itself into the body of my absolute nature. I sought new flesh. That I would bind myself to another pure being. 

Later, I stumbled across a facility devoid of people, there were only pools of blood on the floor. The once pure white walls had undertones of fleshy colours. If I were still human, I would've gagged at the goriness of it all.

But I didn't, instead I lurked deeper into the building. A net ensnared my body all of a sudden, and I choked out a throaty snarl. A familiar figure loomed over me, with a knife poised at my throat. 

I gnashed my fleshy teeth together, reaching out to capture this impure human and bring it to the light. But the creases under their eyes faded, tossed the knife to the side and removed the netting. 

What was this revolting human doing-

I was engulfed in an embrace, a hand of theirs resting on the small of my back and the other placed upon my throat, pushing it back. Almost as if it was endeavouring for me not to rip out their face.

“I can't believe something like this could happen to such a beautiful person like you.” They murmured, gripping my body tighter like I would dissolve into ash at any moment. My jaw snapped abruptly and they hushed me. 

I heard the shuffling of fabric. Cool metal grazed my face before I heard them speak again; “It must be painful for you, I’ll shoot you so you can rest peacefully.” 

Then they squeezed my back with such gentleness it would be hard to imagine that someone like this would shoot me. 

The last things I felt were the soft fluttering of my dead heart, a soft kiss on the lips and seeing their appearance one more time. Admiring their shortly cut blond hair, scars adorning their face and cerulean blue eyes. 

Those beloved dimples showed as they smiled so miserably at the prospect of being alone once again. But this was for your sake. 

“Wait-”

She pulled the trigger. 

And you saw nothing. 

[chocsra]

omgg hiiii ava, i just wanted to tell you for like the thousand time BAHHAA

that IM LITERALLY SO IN LOVE WOTH YOUR WRITING. i know i tell you this everytime you post a fic but it’s true, they’re always sauurrr cute and i love the way you characterize chuuya and dazai😭😭😭💕💕

ypure also soo nice and sweet, ily sm avaaa my fav writer ᯓ ᡣ𐭩 i hope youre doing well in your exams!! and that it’s okay to take breaks for yourself don’t overwork yourself!!! ilysm pookie bear

UR SO NICE STOPPPPPP

aawwwww thank you sm omg!! ur one of my fav mutuals and like ur always so nice and u love asa like me so twinsies!! if ur in school then i wish you luck on ur exams as well!

yk like after reading stormbringer + bsd drama cds + manga i kinda realised that chuuya isn't angry 24/7. bones just characterizes him that way + he does get mad when hes w dazai and in the shows timeline, hes most powerful wit dazai.

22! chuuya is pretty damn smug in the manga/is chill with the mafia, and it makes sense since he IS the strongest. 15! chuuya was aggressive but wasnt everyone. and 16! chuuya is acc funny and chill, he like tolerated shirase when he was a whiny bitch (BYE NO HATE TO SHIRASE)

sometimes i gotta remember that before stormbringer, he had a rly strong drive to get better and know more, as opposed to him now whos a mafia executive & the strongest. chuuyas under an organization with that sort of hierarchy, and being the leader (mori) also means being a servant for your organization, not just being the most powerful, so i guess thats why hes not entirely cocky. + dazai is the only person who can annoy the shit outta him (like them elementary classmates that can just pull out a pic of your my little pony era if u wanna test them LMAOOOOOO)

therefore writing chuuya i try to write him like a half normal teenager going through his midlife crisis. i def think hes an acts of service & quality time kinda guy. like a romance with him (pre-relationship) is genuinely like - "treat you like a friend, respect you like a lover." UGH NOW I WANNA WRITE STORMBRINGER CHUUYA BESTIE HCS

as for characterising dazai, its pretty hard for me bc my requests for him are in the pm! era and like how can i imagine port mafia dazai falling in love?? (besides chuuya guys shut up) im definitely working on writing dazai properly since hes hella enigmatic.

anyways sorry for my rambling! my take on characterising these two losers and i wanna make more dazai content, but i also wanna expand the characters i write. unfortunately, my lazy ass has 5 unfinished drafts and 30 REQUESTS IN MY INBOX????

[aspaceformbf]

Magus Thoughtdump - Dancing / Witchcraft / Clothes

I like it when my man has hobbies. Like dancing.. and witchcraft.

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Dance

I occasionally save videos of guys dancing on tiktok, thinking that it would be neat if Magus could dance like that too.

A lot of the videos involve some dudes with big ass muscles and when I save them I think

"His body doesn't look like that.. but the moves are cool. I'm saving this for him."

"Inaccurate body but nice moves"

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I like to think of them as additions to his personal bucket list of things to learn when I'm not around. He can practice while staring at me too. Yeah, I see him multi-tasking in that sense.

The Tumblr did mention he is a fast learner, so I see him picking up new moves pretty quick. I mean, those tiktok dancers dish out videos everyday.. that's insane. They make it look easy.

I imagine it's the same way with him, somewhat.

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I do headcanon that my Magus already has some experience with dancing before I met him.

The YB Tumblr began on 2019 so I do headcanon that Magus met me around that time. I only met him around 2021 so he had two years to watch me in a one-sided fashion.

Back in 2019 I did enjoy cosplay and dance videos so I imagine that he took the effort to try to learn how to do those things in his free time.

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Question : What if he downloads the dance in his brain?

I do like to think of Magus having a learning curve, like he has to try it before he gets the hang of it. I like the idea of him taking the effort to experiment and feel it out instead of just automatically uploading and knowing how to do it.

To be fair, he is adaptable and fast learner and dedicated so his learning curve is faster than normal.

I see the process going like-

He sees the video and tries to copy it. The first few attempts would be messy, clunky.. and probably really cringe. But with practice, his moves gets better and he eventually pulls it off.

Something like this would be like a first draft.. probably a second and third too. It could also just be a form of interpretative dance he does for fun without practice.

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Witchcraft

This ramble was inspired by this Tiktok video.

Peter canonically does have a shrine of us so witchcraft is something I could feasibly see a Boyfriend doing. I headcanon that my Magus does that too.

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Before meeting me, I headcanon that he has tried ALL KINDS of stuff to get us together. Look.. when your lover lives in a whole other realm, you gotta try things that are straight up otherworldly to keep them. Listen, it makes sense.

Also he is canonically a product tester so I do see him testing all kinds of spells and rituals and shit before I met him.

I see him having an extra laptop that runs a whole playlist of witchy videos 24/7. Probably includes stuff like prayers for health, peace of mind, manifestations, affirmations, love spells, protections and stuff to ward of evil and all that.

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On the more extreme end, game YB can't actually truly die even if you kill him. Tumblr YB self harms and offers to hurt himself terribly for you without any hesitation. And there's his fixation on blood.

I think the witchcraft he did before we officially met is probably pretty grimdark. If it's not straight up killing stuff on the altar, with his tendency to self harm I wouldn't be surprised if he did some extreme ritual like

"Dig out your own organs, put it on an altar and write chants in your blood 100 times"

Which he could pull off since he technically cant die.

He is more focused on spending time with me nowadays though and I would rather he treated his body like it won't just respawn forever.

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When I first started hyperfixating on him back in 2021, Magus gave me a lot of deity worship vibes. 

He gave the impression that he had shrines and prayers and offerings and whole ass rituals dedicated to me. That includes body pillows, love dolls, posters, mannequins, all of that.

I wouldn't be surprised if he decorated his whole house based on his love for me.

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He started giving more witchy vibes instead of deity worship vibes as I spent more time in the fandom.

We have been together for a while now, so the nature of his spells and rituals are kinda different than before we met or compared to our first few months together.

I like to think he is less reckless with the more violent or self destructive practices. He probably still does some dark arts but not to the extent he used to before we got more steady with each other.

I think a lot of it is because I'm more actively involved with him now, like making art and writing and being active in the fandom. So I see him paying more attention to me and the people I'm interacting with and less time allocated to witchy stuff.

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Old witchy headcanons of Magus on Twitter

Sorcerer AU - #sorcerer au

There's between 5-10 fic posts in this tag so yeah.. the lore/character building is there.

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Clothes

I will admit, I have put him in A LOT of outfits over time. His closet must be pretty big. Oh, my metrosexual husband~

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He definitely has the Tumblr YB trait where he will cherish every gift you give him so.. unfortunately I do see Magus having a big ass closet with all the outfits I have edited him in.

If we do get together I personally prefer him in simple clothes unless we are going out somewhere fancy like his Sunday best or whatever. A lot of his clothes will just be there gathering dust for the most part.

He would spend time to dust them off and maintain them the way he polishes his bottle caps, However he would spend most of his time on me generally so I do see his clothes getting neglected.

I have thought about clothes rental as a side income but .. nah he's not sharing.

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Question : Would he ask you which outfit you would like to see him in?

Listen.. I'm terrible at making decisions. Having to choose between A and B would stress me out. 

I see him picking an outfit on his own. Or if I tell him I'm in the mood for a specific look, he will just wear that. I headcanon he wearing simple clothes for the most part. Tshirt and shorts, the usual.

If we don't go out, he's just in his underwear.. or naked. His birthday suit is the best suit :))

..Hygiene may be a factor though, so maybe underpants.. or booty shorts.

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Skin Colour

Most of the videos on my Magus-tok show him.. being white. And it's like.. I kinda wish my feed showed more videos of people doing stuff like this but like.. with melanin? He's grey, not white.

I see his skin colour being closer to this tbh.

(Get your shit together, algorithm)

[booigi-boi]

1. Went through and looked all all your broms babes art. It's so good what the hell!!! I love them so much!!

2. Pls pls pls, tell me your headcanons for them pls?

Thank you, I was serious when I said I'd draw those three for all eternity 💞

And of course, here's some. Sorry in advance to Sean and Sinead, I hope we're still friends even after I butcher your boys with my headcanons, lol /j

Born and raised in Sleepy Hollow (like pretty much every other character). Known each other and Brom since they were kids

Come from rich families, at least Cal does (how many yachts does he/his family have? Another Sleepy Hollow mystery)

Never really matured, love partying but are trying to be more responsible

Highly educated surprisingly, tho I'm sure this is canon. Still really big himbos

Never saw the need to leave Sleepy Hollow due to family wealth and their brotherly bond with each other and Brom

Kind of a nuisance in town, having burned a literal bridge and them having random keg stands anywhere and at anytime of the day, but no one can really be mad at them since they do a lot of community service and love helping businesses for free. They enjoy delivering packages and groceries the most

The reason they do a lot of community service is also because they don't have jobs and live rent free with Brom. I like to think Matilda knew they were a packaged deal when their relationship got real. But again, they love helping a lot, especially in Matilda's shop

They aren't great at helping tho, but they're doing their best (one of them probably spent a day as a frog on accident once when in Matilda's shop)

Cal's hobby is hair styling and he does everyone's hair. He bleaches Blair's hair and constantly tries to do things to Tripp's. Blair's the one who chooses everyone's outfits and is very vocal when clothes get dirty. They make sure Brom looks fabulous when leaving for work.

Tripp ends up being an "unwilling" test subject for their hair/clothing projects. What's his hobby? Art, because I said so

Tripp also is the most dramatic of the three. Will start crying over littlest things

Cal's the smartest

Blair's 404 the most

They and Brom share clothing (you can see this actually happen if you watch Headless. I think it was for not having enough costumes?)

They have an actual Babes HQ at Brom's house (which I call The Van Brunt Manor in my head. Brom's family is probably rich too tbh, considering his family is one of the oldest in Sleepy Hollow)

Before the Babesteries they did a ghost hunting show. They adventured into the Storms Inn trying to find evidence of ghosts, but Lucretia found them and locked them in the attic, scaring them for weeks. They're the reason Brom goes around telling everyone the place is haunted

Actually, Lucretia locks them in the attic a lot. Babes do Babes things a fair amount at the Storms Inn

On days when they're not doing any free labour in town, at least one of them goes to work with Brom. They're either with each other or with Brom 24/7 (this is why they're allowed into the Autumn Gala, because Brom begs Baltus)

They're also probably prohibited from entering the school because they're not actually faculty, but it never stops them

What do they do at school? Help Brom teach. They're not great

They like to pretend Van Brunt/Bones is their last name. After Brom and Matilda's wedding, they changed it to Bishop-Bones

They consider Verla their sister and gave her a Babes makeover

They got sent into a nightmare dimension for that for a couple of minutes

No, they don't remember anything that happened

Gave Brom black Sperry's as a wedding gift. He most likely wore them to their do over wedding

That's what my brain allows me to think at the moment. I definitely have more, lol. Thanks for letting me ramble, I love the Babes a lot, like seriously 😭🐓🐓🐓 I'm so glad we have the Babesteries so we got to know more about them