#Fan theory

[angstandhappiness]

INTERESTING

Ok- listen to me on this one.

I find it surprising how the authorities arresting I.M.P. were from the sloth ring (the candles). Considering the fact that sloth = lazy. I’d expect the authorities to be from the wrath or even envy ring.

What if- and this is just a theory..

What if, Belphegor is always sleepy because she sleeps for the sinners and inhabitants of the sloth ring.

Belphegor is a sheep. When you can’t sleep, what do you do? You try to count sheep to try and get some sleep. Maybe, what Belphegor does is to help her subjects, she helps sleep for them and in return her subjects aren’t ever sleepy and always energised to do their work. All the energy she gains from sleeping, she gives it to her people so they dont require to sleep. But of course, this takes a toll on her because now she’s always sleepy.

I know, not alot of proof to go around this theory. But look at this guy,

He looks like some kind of anger therapist for Satan. He’s definitely from the sloth ring (the candle). And look back in S2 E4,

The guys are also from the sloth ring (the candles). Seems like all medicine/drugs comes from the sloth ring. And for a ring where you’re supposed to be demotivated or lazy, they do ALOT of work. From careers such as a therapist or an officer, these jobs require ALOT of energy. Some even time consuming.

And Belphegor seems to sleep ALOT compare to her own sinners/inhabitants in sloth. Thats why it got me thinking, how can her own people do all these jobs and yet Belphegor herself cant get through a trial without falling in and out of sleep? It makes you ponder.. why would she do that to herself?

Maybe because, her ring is at the lowest in the hierarchy. Its isn’t the most deadliest sin like pride or wrath. I also think she fears her ring might fall behind the other rings because her people will be too lazy to get anything done. So to avoid any mockery from the other Deadly Sins, she decides to give them energy by sleeping for them. It doesn’t matter is she’s oversleeping or not present when a meeting is being held, as long as her ring is prosperous, she’s sleeping peacefully.

I feel like the downside to all this is that, the sloth ring is ALWAYS awake. Nobody sleeps which means sinners and inhabitants are always finding something to do. Which is why her ring ends up being the ring with the best medicine/drugs, hospitals and maybe even security service.

[thhestia]

theory time!🗣️ (episode 109 spoilers)

so first of all (this is a very common theory which makes A LOT of sense) Theo is the stag.

Why? Because they have a lot of similarities. The hair, for example. IT'S THE SAME STYLEEE

We all know that Theo died in a storm crushed by a tree. The stag's power is to create a storm, it can create thunder. And its upper body resembles a tree bark.

Now, why did the stag aka Theo go after Annabel Lee?

Because he recognized the ring. I'm pretty sure that the ring was an heirloom because there's no way that Lenore could've bought a ring given that she couldn't even get out of the attic.

So Lenore saw the ring while raiding her own home to sell the jewelry for money and took the ring so that she could propose to Annabel.

And Theo recognized the ring.

His mind and body are corrupted by spending years outside. When Lenore arrived, he recognized her (scent (maybe?)) so he followed after her.

But he was simply following the trails of Lenore. And the ring was a trail which he thought led to Lenore.

[terrribleclaw]

anyone else notice the eyes on Doey’s monster form here? two of them look saddened/scared while the other looks hostile/angry. I have a feeling that they represent the 3 boys who were used to create Doey, which would explain his constant shifting personalities.

The two sad ones could represent Matthew (a nice kid who wants to keep things calm) and Jackie. (The kid that fell into the chemicals in Doey’s vhs tape)

Then the angry one could be Kevin, a kid that was specifically noted to NOT be used in experiments because of his anger issues. Not sure if I’m correct, but it could be a really good detail on showing you how Jack isn’t the only boy in Doey’s body.

[left4gospels]

“UNTOUCHABLE”

Short story

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(Drawing by me, I hated the full version but i liked how I drew Ellis so this is what you get.)

First time writing something and posting it publicly so uh i hope you guys like it. Was just an idea I had. I dont like this it could be better.

TW: Death, violence, Keith is sort of a douche, mid story.

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“Ellis and his best buddy Keith were driving on the road, heading to the nearest evacuation station with no idea what would happen to them. With rumors of an apocalypse, neither of them were taking it seriously. Keith always had that invincible energy that nothing could touch either of them when they were together, so why would Ellis doubt him? They were fine, everything would work out in the end.

That is, until they run out of gas. Then everything starts to get a little too serious for Ellis.”

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The chevy sped down the empty backroad, gravel crunching under the tires and trees blurring by. Ellis kept one hand on the wheel and the other draped over the shifter, his fingers tapping to the rhythm of ‘Don't fear the reaper’. Keith sat in the passenger seat, his worn boots propped up on the dash like he owned the damn thing, tearing into a stick of jerky he randomly found in his pocket. They’d taken one of the many backroads of Georgia to avoid the crowd towards the evacuation station– a hotel Ellis hadn’t been to since he was a kid– leaving the road clear for him to step on the gas.

“Man, this don’t feel real, does it?” Keith said, his mouth half-full, cheeks puffed like a chipmunk as he looked out the window. Ellis turned down the radio to hear him. “Remember that ramp off of White Bluff? I was drivin’, and I hit that shit goin’ like 120! Dave nearly shit his fuckin’ pants. You puked all over my dash, I was fuckin’ pissed.”

Ellis glanced at him, laughing at the memory. “Dude I know! I was just thinkin’ about that! Oh man, that was so funny. I’d do it again, ‘except last time we weren’t dodgin’ zombies n’ shit.”

“Hey, we ain’t seen no zombies yet? If we do, just run them fuckers over. Nothin’ but a speed bump.” Keith grinned, the kind of grin that made him look like a kid trying to get away with something. It was that grin that normally got Ellis into trouble. Keith had a way of turning bad ideas into brilliant ones, and Ellis had a bad habit of going along with them. Like the time Keith got it in his head to make homemade fireworks, or the bumper cars, or the gators. Keith always liked the thrill of having one foot in the grave.

Even when Keith’s ideas blew up in their faces—literally, in the case of the fireworks—Ellis always trusted him. Keith just had this way about him, this dumb kinda confidence that made you believe nothing could ever touch you in his presence. And until that day, Ellis believed him.

“Man, that would be so cool. Use em’ as a ramp, oh– like the Dukes of hazzard!” Ellis cheered with a gleaming smile, both of them laughing.

“Just the good ol’ boys…” Keith sang the tune to the opening. “That used to come on every mornin’ after the news. You remember as a kid, playin’ as them? Man, we were stupid. I’d watch it again though.”

Ellis smiled and swallowed hard, his throat suddenly tight. He didn’t want to think about the news– how all those people died in Macon, or how they might never see another tv show again. Now that the evacuation was mandatory, it all seemed different. He gripped the steering wheel a little tighter. Ellis didn’t like to think about shit like that. So he avoided those thoughts for as long as he could.

“Y’think this hotel’s gonna be as fancy as it used to be? Hell, I ain’t been to The Vannah in a fuckin’ dogs age. Last time I was there, I think I was with Cindy,” Keith asked, breaking the silence. “That bitch that left me at the tunnel of’ love'?”

“Ha! Yeah, I remember that.” Ellis snorted, adjusting his hat. Who’s he kidding? They’re gonna be fine. “Oughta be paradise with all this shit goin’ on. Bet there’s gonna be a shit ton a’ people. Hope they ain’t zombies like on the TV.”

Keith laughed, that wheezy, half-choked sound that always got Ellis laughing too, and for a moment, the world didn’t seem so bad. “Pft, I wasn't payin’ attention to that. That news lady they got on channel 7 is a fine piece, I can tell ya that.”

Then the fuel light dinged, Ellis groaned. They should’ve fueled up before, but everyone was in such a rush to leave, they figured they might as well be too.

“Goddamn, already outta gas,” he muttered, hitting his steering wheel. “This is some bullshit. I told you we should’a gassed ‘er up.”

The gas station came into view a mile or so down the road, a lonely convenience store from when people worried about gas prices and not whether they’d live long enough to pay for it. Ellis pulled the truck into the lot, the tires crunching over broken glass and debris.

“Where the hell are the people? They already left? Man, I better not get a flat from all this glass, I'm serious.” Ellis said, shaking his head as he turned into one of the pumps.

“Shit, this place looks like a scene outta a horror movie,” Keith said, leaning out the window to get a better look. “Betcha there’s bodies in the back.”

“Shut up,” Ellis grinned, slapping him on the shoulder. “Ain’t funny.” He said, despite his smile.

He killed the engine and stepped out, the heat slamming into him like a wall. Goddamn the Georgia heat was relentless. It was quiet. No birds, no wind, just the sound of his boots on the pavement as he walked to the pump. He glanced around—two empty cars, both with busted windows, but not a soul in sight. I mean damn, he didn’t think it would be all peaches and cream, but he definitely didn’t expect nothing like this.

“Hey, you think they got snacks inside?” Keith called from the truck, stepping out and shutting the door.

Ellis smiled and looked over his shoulder, Keith’s words distracting him from reality– like they always did. “Oh, that’s a good idea right there. Man, I could go for a slurpee– or a beer.” He shook his head. “You think they make beer slurpees?”

Keith didn’t answer, and Ellis figured he ran off somewhere to find some food. He was silently wondering if he still had to pay or not, gripping the pump handle, his fingers trembling just a little. He hated how quiet it was. Hated how weird this whole thing felt. He started getting wrapped up in his head again, something he never does. Maybe this whole flu thing was a bigger deal than he thought.

“El,” Keith called again, catching Ellis’s attention.“You see that?”

Ellis turned, following Keith’s gaze to the corner of the lot. A shadow darted between two cars, quick and low, like an animal.

“Prolly just a dog or some shit,” Ellis said, though he didn’t believe it himself. Just ignore it, he told himself, get the gas and go.

Keith snorted. “Yeah, a dog the size of a goddamn linebacker.”

Ellis laughed at that, setting the pump back in its cradle and turned toward the truck. “C’mon, we’re leavin’. Not a man here, so I ain’t payin’. And I sure as hell ain’t killin’ no dog.”

But Keith wasn’t in the truck. He was a good twenty feet away, crouched beside an overturned box, squinting at something on the ground.

“What'd ya find? Hurry your ass up, man.” Ellis smiled, approaching him. Ellis usually didn’t mind the way Keith treated all this like it was just another story they’d laugh about later, it kept his mind from wandering to the parts of this whole mess he wasn’t ready to think about. He didn’t know if he ever would be. Now, Ellis was starting to get a little worried. But he’d never let Keith know that.

Keith looked up, grinning like an idiot, waving the yellow cylinder in the air. “Found me a box of Twinkies! They ain’t even opened!”

“Awh, yeah! Get some and let’s go man, cmon. Move your ass.” Ellis said, beckoning him with a little more insistence in his words. The hairs on his neck stood up, watching as Keith shoved a couple more in his pocket.

“Alright alright. Damn, don’t get your panties in a twist–”

And then it happened.

The “dog” from before launched itself at Keith, moving faster than Ellis blink. Keith barely had time to scream before the thing was on him, its claws ripping into his chest, its weight slamming him to the ground. This wasn’t a dog, this was a human– or it was at one point– as wild as an animal

“Keith!” Ellis yelled, his voice cracking, pulse skyrocketing. “Holy shit!”

The thing snarled with gritted teeth, blood already dripping from its mouth from God knows what. Keith thrashed and yelled, using all the force he could to push the thing off, but it was no use. It’s hands– almost clawed, tore into Keith's ribs, jabbing into his organs again and again and again. This thing wasn’t like the zombies in movies. It wasn’t looking for brains or running on hunger– it was looking to kill.

Ellis grabbed the crowbar he kept in bed of his truck and ran, his legs moving on instinct. The first hit connected with a sickening crunch, sending blood and bits of bone flying. The Hunter reeled, its claws twitching, but Ellis didn't stop. He brought the crowbar down against its skill– feeling every hit– until the thing was a lifeless heap of infected flesh on the ground. Ellis stared in disbelief for a second, panting with burning lungs, before he heard a babbling cough beneath him.

“Keith!” Ellis gasped, forgetting the crowbar and dropping to his knees beside him. Blood pooled on the asphalt under Keith's body– his shirt and flesh shredded to pieces. Keith’s eyes were wide, his chest heaving, blood pouring from the gaping wound in his side, coughing up more of the red liquid from all the internal damage. Ellis reckoned it must’ve hurt something fierce, but the sheer shock and adrenaline must’ve kept Keith from feeling a thing.

“Ellis,” he choked out, his voice weak, looking down at himself in complete disbelief. “Holy fuck, man– holy fuck!” He repeated, his mouth gaping open in surprise. “What the fuck was that thing?!”

“Shit!” Ellis yells, shaking his head. “Holy shit, man! No, it's alright. You’re always fine. Remember the fireworks? The gator?” He tried to chuckle, but it just came out as a choked sob. “Keith, c’mon man, get up! You’re alright…”

Keith tried to smile weakly, but it didn’t reach his eyes. “Man, this ain’t the same, Ellis! I’m all– I'm everywhere…” The corners of his lips turned downwards. His hands trembled as he attempted to sit up, he couldn’t seem to look at anything but his organs pooling out of his body. Keith gurgled, more blood rising from his throat and out of his teeth. His breath was ragged and thick, the thing must’ve hit one of his lungs.

Pressing his palms to the wound, Ellis tried to stop the red stream from spurting out as best he could, but it only stained the back of his hands. Keith began to choke, and cough out another gush of blood onto his shirt. His wide eyes settled onto Ellis’s face, tears streaming slowly down them. Keith never cried.

“I think I'm gonna die, man…” He whispered, voice quivering as his hand reached for Ellis, fingers weakly gripping his shirt. “That thing knocked the life outta me.”

“No,” Ellis whispered, his voice breaking, shaking his head in denial. “Shut up, man. No, no, no. No, man you’re not gonna die.” He pleaded, silently praying, repenting for every sin they’ve ever committed. Not Keith man, he couldn’t lose his best buddy.

“Shit, Ellis man.. I don’t wanna die…” Keith said, his panicked voice dropping low, words slurring. “I’m– You’re my best friend, man…” His eyes grew big for a few seconds, so full of fear, looking up to the sky at something Ellis couldn’t see. Ellis shook his head, his lips beginning to move, begging for him to keep holding on. Begging for God not to do this to either of them. Keith took a few more ragged breaths, and one last sticky heave, before his eyes shut. His body went slack, head lolling to the side.

“KEITH!” Ellis yelled, shaking him now. “No, no no no. Man, c’mon man!” He said, gripping hard on his shoulders. It was then when he realised he was crying himself. Keith was dead. Keith just died in front of him, in his arms. “Shit!”

Ellis abruptly stumbled to his feet, sticky with his best friend's blood. He studied his muddy hands, palms up, palms down. He could feel his pulse in the tips of his fingers, his hands sore from gripping the crowbar so hard. Staring at Keith and the zombie's lifeless body, a numbing despair settled over him. It all happened so fast… so fuckin’ fast.

He had to get out of here.

Ellis climbed into the driver’s seat, fumbling with the keys and staring at his hands. He found a grease rag in the compartment of his truck, desperately scrubbing his best friend’s DNA off his skin, though it didn’t do much but dry them. His blood was in the beds of his fingernails. He started the engine and pulled onto the road, hands trembling on the wheel. He didn’t look in the mirror, he didn’t dare look back.

He was going to the evac station– he’ll meet Keith there.

Keith wasn’t dead. That wasn’t his body dying in Ellis’s arms. He was back in the truck, laughing about Twinkies or pools or something stupid. Or better yet, somewhere at home with a beer and a shotgun, safe as can be. Yeah. He’s alright.

Keith was fine. Ellis never saw anyone die.

He had never seen a zombie before.

Nothing could ever touch him.

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[velveteencryptid]

What if Dean didn't resurrect Sam at the end of S2? What if S3-15 were simply... Sam's hell?

no one can take that much pain and not break. no one.

[one-billion-marbles]

a possibly massive clue in the new episode??

~spoilers for severance up to s2e3!~

Did anyone catch Asal's comment near the end of the episode as she was about to reintegrate Mark? I feel like it solves a big question the fandom has. listen:

"The five brainwave frequencies of the innie and outie".

This is actual science as well - apparently these five frequencies correspond to different mental states (relaxed, alert, etc).

Think about the sorting in MDR. We know each box has percentages of woe, dread, malice, and frolick. But why five boxes?

Hear me out. What if each box corresponds to a certain brain wave, and the reason each set of data evokes a certain emotion is because that emotion is what is associated with that brain wave?

(or something similar - there isn't really a 'scary brain wave' but it could be something where Lumon is manipulating the innies' reactions to the brain waves - for example they might make the delta waves feel scary, as they're associated with deep sleep)

So the percentages correlate to Lumon wanting every single brain wave 'refined'.

I immediately got so excited when the word 'five' was said, I had to get this out there.

edit: on my rewatch I also noticed that there are four coloured wires - a connection to the four tempers, maybe? Especially because they're blue, yellow, green, and red, the four colours associated with the tempers in the refinement process and thematically.

[dn-838]

about me

Hello, my name is Jon-Paul (but you can call me JP), I’m a radical civil rights activist from the UK, I started using Tumblr a few years ago with the single aim of sharing Undertale theories, I did it because at the time I predominantly used Reddit and after seeing the engagement such content got here compared to the like… 3 upvotes I typically got over there, I decided to start posting here. Since then I have left Reddit permanently due to finding it a very toxic environment to be in, as I had done with Twitter and Amino previously, however in the present I remain active on Tumblr, BlueSky, Discord and TikTok.

In the present, I’m a lot more engaged with my work on the political side, I’ve helped with organising protests and recruitment for various groups and do have long term goals I wish to achieve. I do however continue to show an interest in a lot of entertainment such as games and TV that I will continue to engage with a lot when I’m not working. If anyone wishes to ask me something about a piece of fiction I will likely respond to it, I’ll also blog about things I like when I just feel like it. Expect a somewhat diverse range of stuff alongside political work.

I’m creating this at the moment that I am because I feel I’m entering a new chapter in my life, a difficult experience back in July 2024 damaged my morale and mental health on a level that ended up causing a lot of problems for my work and College performance as well as for my own personal relationships and health, but as all that has reached half a year ago, and my mind has gotten more clear. I am prepared to give everything my all. There are people I care about, many of whom are in situations far beyond my control, some of whom I am currently unable to interact with due to my own mistakes and must wait for, and the best I can really do for any of them is continue doing what I’m already doing. Continue fighting, staying patient, keeping hope.

Either way, that’s enough about the boring personal stuff, here’s just a list of interests:

- gaming

- Science

- Animation

- TV

- Politics

- History

- theorising

Some other random info:

- Asexual

- Autistic

- Furry

- am making a Tesseract out of sea glass for a College project because I can

[w31rd0-art1st]

Was just working on art and looking at references, and I realized that Fox and Thorn have practically the same Cap thing visor. And I'm pretty sure that we don't see phase two Fox until after phase two Thorn(I may be wrong).

But I have theory. What if Fox took the visor thing from Thorn's helmet after his death?

[inixplicable]

Newest theory addition (this one is admittedly pretty shaky):

Cobel (and maaaaaybe Milchick? probably not tho, Milchick ep3 is not a man dealing with wack racist nonsense for the first time ever) aren't unsevered, they're perma-severed.

Exhibit A: Both of them are too weird to be explained solely by indoctrination into the Eagan cult, but if they are innies their flavor of weird makes sense. The ways they navigate interpersonal situations are effective toward innies lower than them on the pecking order but they don't seem particularly capable of shifting tactics effectively with outies, who tend to find them uncanny and offputting.

Exhibit B: Cobel's shrine, made up of little clues to her past as well as Eagan devotional items.

Exhibit C: When Dylan found out his outie had a son, his self-concept crystallized atound that fact; in much the same way Cobel's seems crystallized around her lost Charlotte

Exhibit D: The unceremonious tossing of the baby doll during the lactation consultation with Devon. She knows a great deal about the "how to" of lactating, while it never occurs to her that tossing a baby in front of a new mother holding her own baby would be an unacceptable faux pas from an outie, a nurse, and a mother.

Exhibit E: If she's a full-time innie, her obsession with Mark remembering Gemma is more personal than I'd previously thought. She doesn't just hope to reconnect with someone severed, she wants to overcome her own severance.

I only got into Severance like a week ago so I'm not sure what ground the fandom had already covered, but here are my theories heading into season 2:

-MDR is sorting memory data for severed people or severance candidates. The 4 types of data they're sorting are the 4 tempers (WO - woe, DR - dread, FC - frolic, MA - malice), not sure what the 5 categories represent yet.

- Each of the MDR crew represent an overabundance of one of the tempers. Mark is woe, Dylan is frolic, Irving is dread, Helly is malice.

-Lumon is using or has used brain dead people as test subjects for severance. They can somehow sever the dead parts of the brain & essentially create a new person from whatever functional portions remain. Gemma/Ms. Casey is one of these subjects.

-Ms. Cobel has a comatose loved one under Lumon's care right now and that's why she's so obsessed with Mark/Gemma. She's desperate for confirmation that a severed person can recognize a loved one with enough prompting & familiar stimuli.

-Outie!Irving is a labor activist who infiltrated Lumon's severed floor & his sleep deprivation + painting the testing floor + Ace of Spades is an attempt to create a liminal state in Innie!Irving and an image strong enough to break through.

-The ultimate goal of the severance project is two-fold: 1) create the ultimate worker drone by siloing undesirable attributes & indoctrinating them into the Lumon ideology/corporate culture 2) achieve immortality for the Eagans by fully digitizing human consciousness.

[chameleon66]

Did I just find hidden lore in my TADC merch?!

Ok, let’s back up a little because this title has clickbait written all over it but I promise it’s not.

A month ago I ordered myself two Amimatez figures of Jax and Kinger (Because they’re my top TADC characters) So I bought them and a month later they arrived.

I opened them and was very happy. After I was putting away all the packaging when I noticed something odd on the inside of the box.

On the inside of each box there was the pattern of an abstracted thing but what stood out to me was on the outline of Jax and Kinger had it printed on them.

Now this definitely could be foreshadowing to possible character abstractions or it could just be box decoration but I found it really interesting that only their silhouettes had the abstracted pattern on them and nothing else on the box did.

I’m considering ordering more TADC figurines in the near future and if I do I will be checking them for this strange occurrence and I will update this but I know I found something that the theorists in this fandom will have a field day with so I had to post it.

Thank you for reading and please leave your thoughts/theories in the comments, I am genuinely interested in seeing others takes on this.

[mswolfette]

LMK Sun Wukong's Passive Suicidal Ideation Theory Part 3: Is he really Suicidal?

TW: Suicide and Suicidal Ideation

This is my final part of the analysis, addressing the symptoms according to CharlieHealth, the counterarguments and reaching my conclusion.

First, let's review the definition again for what Passive Suicidal Ideation is:

According to Charlie Health Primary Therapist Meghan Jensen, LPC, “passive suicidal ideation can occur when an individual no longer has the motivation to live, but does not have a clear plan to take their life.” 

And as we have spoken about this fits Wukong 50/50. Wukong does not seem to have a motivation to really live. Wukong almost completely stopped really being active in his life (at least in the public eye) after his battle with the Demon Bull King, and only came back because of MK (and this might not even be a big enough motivation to stay), as we know he has plenty of times where he's attempted to sacrifice himself while putting down that MK is better than him. Besides MK, Wukong doesn't really have a goal or plan for his life. As mentioned in S3e14, he never expected to be a mentor. He lived his life, with the only thing in mind being retirement and self-isolation.

But does Wukong fit with the symptoms of passive suicidal ideation?

According to CharlieHealth, these are the warning signs:

Let's go through the ones that fit Wukong:

Engaging in Reckless/Risky Behavior: Already addressed in Part 1, but this is the most strongest symptom that Wukong has with many of his self-sacrifices.

Extreme Sadness, Hopelessness, Isolation, Rejection, or Apathy: Throughout the series, Wukong can come off as extremely apathetic and dismissive to almost everyone. Wukong has a messy habit of constantly devaluating MK's concerns, especially in the first 3 seasons from how he just pushes off MK's worries with simple remarks, leaves MK with tasks and doesn't really elaborate on them, and especially meditates out of situations. This happens so much to the point where this really begins to bite him in the ass concerning the Samadhi Fire Incident. Even when we first meet him he's generally a bit more apathetic to the Demon Bull King showing up. He even shows apathy for the rest of the group in regards to not really helping them when they need it most, or dismissing their concerns. Even in as late as Season 5, he still reverts to an apathetic state, not really taking others into consideration at times.

Withdrawing or Self-Isolating: Wukong in the earlier seasons has done this a lot. Even the inciting incident is Wukong self-isolating from the world (and by extension MK) for an indefinite amount of time. Wukong in the first 3 seasons, tended to act as a loner, particularly never really being around anyone but MK, and never exactly leaving Flower Fruit Mountain unless he really had to. Granted there could be the reason of: "he's a hero, villains could target him easier." But Wukong is an extremely powerful individual. You could argue this especially with S3 when he was meditating, always making the opportunity to self-isolate by mentally isolating himself from the group. Even in the S3 finale, he had particularly separated himself from the group on purpose alongside MK. HOWEVER, he has seemed to slowly group out of that sentiment. Wukong has begun to try and spend time with the Monkie Kids, actively going out of his way to hang out with them through spending a Beach Day with them and finally, allowing for them to celebrate fireworks with them in the finale. So while this definitely is and symptom, it's important to mention its a symptom he's slowly growing out of.

Giving Away Meaningful Personal Possessions (AKA the Staff): At first, while this could seem arbitrary, there is an argument about passing on his staff to MK. We all know that Wukong is an absolute hoarder, and will preciously hold on to all of the stuff he's collected from over the years. And we know things like his staff are literally some of his most prized possessions. Wukong also could've easily defeated DBK, right? He's immortal after all, and then easily go back to his self-imposed isolation. But instead, he guided MK to his staff and let him take the role as the Monkie Kid. Wukong purposefully gave away his most prized possession to allow another person to continue the fight. This could fuel his self-imposed idea that the world doesn't need him anymore and that he's better off not around.

Seeking Out Objects to Assist in Suicide: This one is a tricky one, because this specifically and only applies to Samadhi Fire Incident. There is an argument to be made on either side of this argument. Possibly the main argument for this is in regards to Wukong despite his power, made the choice to rather take the risk to use the Samadhi Fire over all else (despite seeing he had an extremely good chance of taking down Lady Bone Demon without it). And Wukong was originally planning on doing that alone, especially giving the case that the rest of the gang is purely mortal and could not handle it. Now, if we argue that the Samadhi Fire was intended to be a suicide mission, he could've been actively seeking that out to make a final sacrifice for himself for the world. But you can also argue he wanted to seek it out to ensure that he could defeat the LBD without resorting to actively up and killing the host perhaps.

So, does this mean Wukong was intentionally written to be passively suicidal?

Maybe? Maybe not.

Some of these points prove to be a lot more common than others. As while Sun Wukong can be easily shown to be extremely reckless, self-isolating, and apathetic, its harder to even show some of the other side effects and we have to base our guesses on speculation behind the intent.

And even then we have counterarguments:

a. Wukong Having a Fear of Death: The main argument against this is quite valid actually. Wukong was scared of dying; scared of not being strong enough to live and protect his allies, literally scraping any sense of immortality he can from the peaches, the wine, pills, and even fighting skills to gain a sense of immortality. And even then Wukong can practically be seen not wanting to resort to death, seemingly avoiding that route at all times in S5, and only realizing that someone has to go, that he took the mantel and decided that it would be him. And...yeah that's a completely valid argument. Wukong could be scared of death instead, not wanting to completely face it until it's too late.

However, I would like to rebuttal the idea that: Wukong is a very contradictory character (he's a fairly consistent one though). As much as he is lazy, he can be extremely powerful, as much as he lives for isolation, he's starved for companionship with MK, and as much for he is wise, for as arrogant and stubborn he can be, he could be self-loathing and hopeless. And this could be a similar case. He could have symptoms of being passively suicidal, yet too scared to actively take that final leap until he's forced to.

b. Wukong Being Confident of Living: That could make sense. Wukong is so confident in his immortality status that nothing can touch him that even when push comes to shove, he endures anyway. That could honestly work with the Lotus Scroll attempt, but there have been several other times where he was never confident that he would actively come back in good shape, much less alive, specifically in S3E10. But those are just my thoughts.

But here is my conclusion:

This is just a singular interpretative theory on Wukong's character as a whole; not definitive proof that Wukong has this certain form of suicidal ideation.

In fact these traits might not fall under a typical spectrum of exclusively suicidal.

I think Schnee from YouTube put it best in regards to detailing Mental Illness in Fiction in regards to figuring out if a character has a certain disorder:

Credit: Schnee on YT (How does TRAUMA affect IMMORTAL characters? (Heimerdinger Analysis) | Youtube)

Tl;dr this piece of media is rather informing us about this version of Wukong, about how much all the traumas and issues in his life, shaped and morphed him into this messy, flawed entity. And I personally find that a lot more interesting, don't you.

Thank you for reading.

[startheskelaton]

Do you think Soundblaster killed Nightflyer? If so, I have two theories why he could have, and one is just me saying that Shockwave did it.

1. He could have been jealous.

After finally getting the love he has always wanted from Sparkplug, but seeing her want to Nightflyer and eventually want to see him more and more, he just can't stand it. Especially after what happened with Soundwave and Tarn and all the emotion and problems they went through, he thought that would be enough for her to stay by his side. But seeing more of her looking and wanting to see Nightflyer more, he thought she was just gonna drop him like he was nothing. He ran away, trying to think, and Nightflyer tries to go after him. When Nightflyer tries his best to comfort him, he loses it. He has had everything he wanted, and he got none of it. So he lashes out and kills him out of a fit of rage, and with it comes the guilt of it, leading me to see how Nightflyer got his new body.

2. Shockwave manipulates him to kill him.

When Shockwave manipulates him into killing Nightflyer, he does it by using his fear of losing Sparkplug to Nightflyer to encourage his hate for him. Along with that, Shockwave could use the fact that Soundblaster wants his approval to his advantage by saying he wants him to do it for his father and how helpful he can be if he kills a spy. He also convinces him how useful he can be by killing the son of the King of Cybertron, who wants Sparkplug dead, and how happy she would be if she didn't have to worry about it. They could live happily ever after, which leads me to tell you how Nightflyer gets his new body. Shockwave uses Nightflyer’s dead body to make the perfect being—a being of perfection and something he has always wanted.

3. Shockwave kills the Prince of Cybertron.

Shockwave kills the Prince of Cybertron to expand his influence on Cybertron and also uses the weakened Starscream and his daughter to wipe out the rest of the Autobots. Along with Nightflyer’s death, he fully takes control of the King and Princess of Cybertron and uses Nightflyer’s body for his benefit. Or, Predaking sees the body of the last of the Predacons. He uses the last of his being to awaken Nightflyer’s true form and bring him back to life.

Also, again, these are suggestions to add to the story, and I would appreciate it if you would, but I cannot make this any clearer. I AM NOT TELLING YOU TO DO IT. THESE ARE JUST MINOR SUGGESTIONS TO THE STORY. I AM NOT AT ALL FORCING YOU TO DO IT.

Vary interesting takes, they aren't correct however Shockwave is the one to put the pieces together to get that boy killed

[melodies-at-midnight]

they better not have done shit to my husband

We all agree that the hexcore was corrupting Viktor's mind right?

[ouriieyes]

it's the little details that count

just putting it out there:

cold as ice perhaps?

guys they're meant to be okay?

[querose]

Luffy's Dream (theory)

I've recently watched episode 1088, "Luffy's Dream" and I have a theory based on other people's theories

In the fishman island, Madam Shyarly got a somewhat gruesome future sight that the fishman island will end up destroyed by a man with a straw hat (which is Luffy)

So because of this, at that time, many theories have come up that Luffy is going to destroy the red line and merge all the 4 seas to create the 'All Blue' (Sanji's dream)

What if, when Luffy told his crew what his dream is, it's the dream of freedom (Nika) and there being no barrier between the Grand Line (i.e. the Paradise (first half of the Grand Line) and the New World (second half of the Grand Line)

This would explain the reactions given by his crew members, of some being ecstatic and some shocked

I would say, Robin's reactions are the most accurate reaction we can get to what Luffy's dream actually is

Ace, Sabo and Shanks laughing at Luffy's dream would also be considered normal given their age and his childish way of life

But this is just a theory and one that I kinda hope is true :D