#Aimless wandering

[choukoara]

Clashing and Crashing

Silence. Only the shallow breathing and aimless footsteps of one. No one, yet everyone existed in this senseless void. A colorless, endless void. With one inhabitant, a lone wanderer with no memory of who they are, or how they got in this. So they just wandered in this empty silence. Until, a soft noise uttered a word. Or at least a sound. Startled, the Wanderer tensed up and snapped their head over their shoulder. They were met with confusion when they were greeted with a disappointing discovery of nothing, only the underwhelming void. Just as they began to relax, a coherent word was whispered. "Mist." 'Mist?' They gazed over their shoulder once again, full of false hope that they'd see a glimpse of this speaker. But, only nothingness was in their sights, a lingering disappointment washed over them. The long gaps between whispers closed as the Wanderer's frustration grew. "What is mist," the Wanderer asked in a snippy tone, "what does that mean?" "You." "Me?" The wanderer, who was presumably named 'Mist' blinked. 'This is a start,' Mist thought to themself. "Psst, Traveler.." Mist turned around once again, there was a new voice that spoke. "Silly Mist." "Silly, silly Mist..," the two voices chanted, "you cannot see us." "No you can't." Mist stared blankly in the direction that the voices were talking. They then sat down and held their head between their knees. This was an attempt to calm their racing mind, just to clear the waves of stress and lingering confusion. Their lost identity, the voices, everything was strange and unusual; like a newborn familiarizing themselves with the world. The voices spoke again, clashing with each other. "Mist, listen to me, dear," one calmly reasoned, counteracting their more brash neighbor. "Don't listen to this dimwit," the brash voice chided, "I can lead you." "No I must." "Shut your trap." "No need to speak in foul terms." "Stop fancy talkin' me." Back and forth, back and forth. The unnerving bickering went on like a swinging pendulum. 

Just listening to this mindless bickering, mentally exhausted Mist. 

"Quit your two's blabbering," Mist chimed in, "and get to the damn point." Silence washed over the trio, each waiting for the other to say something; anything.

Mist finally broke the ice.

"Well?" They impatiently tapped their foot on the ground, waiting for a response. 

"Mist, dear," the formal voice spoke, "you do want to leave, do you not?" Mist crossed their arms, intrigued.

"Go on." "Well-" the voice was rudely interrupted by the second one. 

"Well is a deep subject," the second voice joked.

"Anyways," the fancy voice continued, "this does not exist." "Huh?" "This place, me you, we simply do not exist." "I-I what- who- how" Mist stammered over their words, "what do you mean?" A memory flashed on the wall, almost as a projection. It contained a human girl, who was crossing the street, and a car, driving at high speeds. The memory showed the car getting very close to the girl, and everything went black.

Mist started hearing more muffled voices as they began to piece things together. But, they still did not understand everything.

"What does this mean," they asked, still missing a few pieces, "who was that girl?" "That girl is you, Mist." "What?" "This place is where you are. You cannot stay here forever." Mist stared at their hand, and suddenly, they began seeing a beige wall in front of them. They began slowly opening their eyes, blurred figures surrounded her as she slipped out of the dimension. 

"Luna, you're awake!"

[welcometotheoddlands]

Tuesdays are my youtube upload days. Anyone interested in a robot apocalypse?

[akkivee]

BORN ON 11/11 BC HES THE SERIES RESIDENT 11 HAPPY BIRTHDAY SAMATOKI AAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH💙💙💙💙💙💙💙💙💙💙💙💙💙💙💙💙💙

[battleonthebigbridge]

Traveller | Wanderer

"So you too enjoy being amidst nature... it gladdens me to know that we have that in common."

Day 3 for WolDeryk week over on twitter!

[homestuck-music-tournament]

Requiem for an Exile

Album: The Wanderers Composers: James Dever and Solatrus Leitmotifs: Requiem Characters: White Queen, Peregrine Mendicant, Aimless Renegade, Wayward Vagabond

[the-punforgiven]

God the Ancient Ruins of Rauh are so fucking pretty

Genuinely in terms of raw aesthetic it is one of my favourite areas in the whole game but god, it just feels so small

[dateamonster]

maybe they just want to be inclusive of nongoblin monster hole

BUT WHAT OF THE GOBLIN?? NO ONE EVER STOPS TO CONSIDER THE GOBLIN! HES OUT OF A JOB!!!!

[mainfaggot]

I hope i die ..

[platoniccereal]

ok, i don't know why i just glossed over this part earlier.

there are some inconsistencies in what the iron bull says about his background, here and there, e.g. in what bull says was his reason to reach out to the inquisition (krem says it was bull who reached out VS bull says it was krem while mimicking him VS bull says it was on his superiors' orders), but another detail i noticed is what he says about his merry trip into the re-educators' establishment.

bull says that one day he basically woke up and found himself unfit for his role:

one day i woke up and couldn't think of a damned reason to keep doing my job. turned myself in to the reeducators.

but what's told us as well is that he snapped and went on the killing spree, and then people were sent for him, and that's when he declared himself unfit:

which sent him in a berserk state. when his surviving soldiers later came back for him with reinforcements, they found him unmoving, covered in wounds and surrounded by the butchered corpses of the tal-vashoth warriors. he declared himself unfit for duty and too dangerous to be around civilians, submitting himself to the ben-hassrath re-educators.

which is not the “woke up with the realization” situation at all, not a boulder suddenly crushing one's shoulders, but a snapping moment.

now, i don't think bull lies. these may as well be parts of the same true story. he did wake up in that state some day, maybe even weeks prior to his breakdown. he could just ignore that, figures anyone on that island learns to ignore a thing or two. maybe it even scared him shitless, but he kept going as he always did, because one of his main traits is incredible stubbornness. maybe he said to himself, that it's alright, actually.

and then he snaps, kills people and turns himself in to the re-educators. because he understands that the matter is way more serious, and he's reached the end point.

for me there were some things that fell into place. nothing that wasn't said directly in the canon, just got some things consistency-wise, nice logical structure.

after bull becomes tal-vashoth he keeps talking about losing control due to straying away from the path of the qun. but it isn't just something he's been indoctrinated to, or what he deduced after fighting tal-vashoth. this isn't an idea bull is scared of because he’s just going through new experience.

that's something that actually happened to him, or at least he believes it did. he strayed away from his path, ignored it, kept fighting, and then lost control. it's suddenly not just a cautionary tale.

another thing is that hissrad kept fighting for 8 years because he believed he could change something, quoting gatt: “he thinks that if he does the right thing, then everything will work. he's been in seheron for ten years trying to make everything work.” certainly, he fought to make civilians' lives better. to protect and help. hissrad stopped when he couldn't see the end goal anymore. not just because he grew tired, or due to his grief, or because of horror he felt after the attack on the school. i'm pretty sure he would've kept fighting if he still had a goal, but this absence of aim was exactly a deal breaker.

even if one doesn't see worth in their own work, to which every part of the qun's common body strives, one can always hide in that hope for a change from their doubts. i can only imagine how many times bull and warriors on seheron would turn to “eventually the tides wear away the mountain”. especially when their own grief is so repetitive they need the goal so they won't break the cycle.

so, that's exactly what bull is cut off from when he becomes tal-vashoth. it would be easier for him to become disappointed in the ideology, but bull isn't that type of tal-vashoth.

iron bull: you mean getting exiled from my people and declared tal-vashoth? yeah, i should make a cake.

sera: you like drinking and singing and breaking beds. you’d already left.

from the outsider's perspective nothing changed in his life, save he got cut off of his own people. every companion pretty much gets it, some are happy for bull, some are sorry.

but it changes drastically for bull. he had an aim before, whether it was that he was making the world a better place from the qun's perspective, or that he wanted to prove himself to superiors and come back.

bull is a person used to devote himself, with great power and loyalty, and after he's declared tal-vashoth, he doesn't have a place to apply that might. maybe bull could find some peace in helping the inquisition with corypheus.

but after that..? in my case, the inquisitor lavellan gets it, he also had to invent the goal of helping elves and mages just to keep going, but the iron bull isn't quite invested in thedosian political games or ideologies for this trick to work.

chargers are living their best lives and doing their job well, but this hedonistic way of life is opposed to the qun's teachings. i guess earlier bull could make himself believe that even these little silly deeds helped the bigger picture somehow, this desire to help the whole society through every action being something the qun taught him. tal-vashoth bull is cut off from this bigger picture. this slot in his mind is empty.

this might be the biggest struggle for bull. he can keep moving forward, he's good at it, but that might be an aimless path for him.

[nihilaraarchived]

shut up shut up end game kuro becoming a galaxy ranger??? abundance? harmony?? ✋✋✋ path of the hunt.

[danganwlw]

Ibuki may not be the Ultimate Girl, but she certainly is the Ultimate Wlw. Name one bad Ibuki x Girl ship. You can’t. They don’t exist.

@pechebeche

[bigsnaff]

@commanders-company

I used about as much as what college he went to, and that's where the similarities end! He was a graduate of the College of Statics, which I find funny because of how much that largely contrasts his character now. but I just see it as a progression of character! I think he was displeased with a lot of his work while there, and after graduating was when he decided to ditch everything to travel Tyria to, effectively, figure out just what kind of cog he was and what mechanism he fit into.

but he never really did figure it out! and he's grateful for it! because he's earned a wealth of knowledge, experience, and love because of it.

if he decided to stay in Metrica Province and continue his work there, well, it's interesting to think about, because I chose the "infinity ball" path for him in character creation. so... Grand High Sovereign Dokks?

kidding. he would never. or would he? 😳

[autumnsup]

Almost 9 months into my little Tumblr experiment, I can say I've discovered at least 5 truths for myself:

There are people out there who are way more obsessed with things than I am, or could ever be, and it's okay if I can't keep up.

Fanfic, while the main reason I decided to join Tumblr in the first place, can only take me so far creatively and personally. Even when backed by an excellent playlist. That being said, I've found some lovely people through sharing fanfic, so there is definitely joy in it!

I absolutely love deep-dive explorations of movies and books and music and themes that are meaningful to me. I also appreciate a snappy one-liner, but I've never been good at writing succinctly, so I will continue to admire without emulating. :)

I will likely never be a widely-read writer, and that's okay. People will find and enjoy my work on their own terms, just like I will find and devour the work of others when the time is right.

Like every other social media platform I've tried, it's best if I take Tumblr in moderation. Which is easier said than done on some days.

For anyone who's curious, you can find my master list of fic here. The majority of my efforts have been in the first fandom I discovered online, Harry Potter, but I've also branched out to Velvet Goldmine and The Dark Is Rising, and may keep going if the inspiration strikes again. But paying attention to my mental health needs to come first, and if that means not writing or posting anything for a while, so be it.

[juliabarghest]

Day 11. Wander (Inktober)

Pencil, paper (And the 2nd version with color filter).

[spurious]

[homestuck-music-tournament]

Years in the Future

Album: The Wanderers Composer: Robert J! Lake Leitmotifs: None Characters: Wayward Vagabond, Peregrine Mendicant, Aimless Renegade, White Queen, White King