#I’m unstable as is yknow

[phellycheesesteak]

The tags are me venting btw so don’t worry bout looking at em

[edwinisms]

see I can’t accept charles’ comic background and socioeconomic status as canon for the show because if I did that would mean the whole group would be a bunch of rich kids and that’s a horrifying concept

[zylev-blog]

Danny has a new rogue. The man is going by the name of Freakshow, but most of the whispers he’s heard have labeled him as the Joker. The Joker pings as a liminal, so Danny has been trying to find him. Problem is, the Joker doesn’t stay in Amity Park. The man is mobile, and the more Danny leaves Amity Park, the more he’s hunted by the GIW. This makes it harder to hunt the man, but he knows that Joker is dangerous. Unstable.

And he really hates clowns.

He’s chasing the Joker through New Jersey when a red blur knocks into him and drags him away from the Joker. He has enough sense left to realize he’s being moved in superspeed before he’s head butting the man holding him and turning intangible out of his arms. He hears the man in red groan and hold his bleeding nose.

“Wait.” The man in red pants, “The Joker is dangerous.”

“I know he is.” Danny tells him, “That’s why I’m taking him down.”

“You’re not working with him?” A man in black asks.

“What? No!” He gestured to himself, “I don’t have this getup because of him, you know. I’m a dead kid. A ghost. He’s messing with the living while carrying traces of the dead, and that’s wrong, you know? Once you kill so many people, it offends the dead and we have to intervene. Once you pass that point, the dead takes your soul. He’s already on his way there.”

“You don’t look dead.” The man in black says while the man in red looks away from him.

“Yeah? And you look like a bat. You don’t have room to talk when you look like a furry.” He rolled his eyes.

“I’m Flash and this is Batman.” Flash introduced himself and his partner, “We and the Joker are from another dimension. We’re trying to take Joker down before he merges our dimensions and takes over both of them.”

“Ugh, not more interdimensional bullshit.” Danny swears. “You can call me Phantom, by the way.”

“You don’t seem suprised about this.” Batman prompts.

“Yknow, after the fifth attempt at interdimensional war you get used to it. This dimension has the most… uh, what did they call it? Oomph? I think it means like, this is the most powerful dimension out of all of them. It doesn’t take long for us to kick them back where they belong. But this Joker dude, he’s persistent.” Danny shrugged.

“I know Joker the best.” Batman told him.

“As long as Joker ends up back in his dimension before he merges ours.” He grimaced. “Been there done that once, it wasn’t pretty to undo. It nearly destroyed both of our dimensions, but some things aren’t supposed to be merged.”

“To work together, we need to know what you can do.” Flash glanced at Batman.

“Do you want a list?”

[hesperocyon-lesbian]

Matt, it’s me again, lowtax. You know, the bodhisattva of posting. I’m gonna keep it 100 with you, I’ve been encouraging you this whole time and I’m starting to think that was a bad idea. I just really thought you had the potential to escape samsara yknow?

Anyway I just finished talking to your mom and she had some really weird things to say about you. Something about you having a threesome? And she got really *really* specific about the ethnicities of the women involved. And then she started saying some racist shit. Like, racist even by the standards of me, lowtax.

And there was something about hiring a nurse through a shell company and trying to smear her as being unstable? Matt, that’s not posting. This is not how you’re supposed to do it. So uh… yeah. Not sure there’s any coming back from this one chief. I’ll continue to observe you and advise you but I don’t think you’ve got a shot at enlightenment anymore

[emmie-writes-stuff]

So the new chapter is out and GOOD GOD do I have some thoughts and a lot of them don’t make a whole lot of sense but I can’t not talk about this chapter

Firstly, Kaiser looks adorable (never thought I’d say that about him outside of my head but here I am)

Secondly, holy hell my heart hurts

He didn’t deserve this, no child deserves this

The fact that he had to “go to work” and just steal

HE HAS NO SHOES his little feet have got to hurt, or they’ve completely calloused up from not wearing shoes, but even then (speaking from experience) it still hurts to walk on hot ground and rocks and other stuff on the street

Yknow, I understood him hating milk before (because milk is disgusting) but now I get it even more

What a stupid reason to get upset, imma kick this waste of space excuse for a father in the fucking face AND balls because ITS FUCKING MILK

Eat some damn fiber or somethin if you got constipation issues

Who let this absolute scum of the earth reproduce???

HES LITERALTL TWELVE YEARS OLD

All the other shit went down before he was even double digits

But dangerous situations create smart kids, and Kaiser was very smart to start saving his own money

I used to have my own stash in case I ever had to run away (long story, we’re not getting into my family issues in this post, but yeah)

At least he has shoes now, protect those feet plz, they’re what keep you upright and moving

Soooooooo are we gonna acknowledge that he treats the soccer ball the same way he’s currently treating Ness orrrrrrrr

But like, it’s nice that he has an outlet to channel his anger into that isn’t a person (at least for now smh)

It’s really interesting seeing how each of the characters came to play soccer

(Side note: but he throws the ball at a picture of a woman, could he maybe be imagining this woman as his mother?)

His mother also deserves a kick to the face if I have anything to say bout it

I have no words for this

Just, can I steal him? Please? I’ll give him a good life

Fuck the snitches, how dare they

Also, you can clearly see his ribs defined, and that hurts me

I love that he was willing to let go of everything

He was ready to start fresh with getting money, was cooperating with the police, until the soccer ball was threatened

Because that is his most valuable possession

The money doesn’t matter, but the ball is a symbol to him of something that won’t leave him or hurt him

It’s a very small sense of independence and stability in this very unstable and controlling environment

The ball is heavily implied to be the first thing he ever bought for himself, it’s what defined a key part in his life

Taking that away is like taking away his soul, his outlet, and comfort, and Kaiser just couldn’t stand for it

There’s so many more things I’m thinkin and I have way too many incoherent thoughts for tumblr, but these are the ones I was able to clear up and make sense of

This chapter hit very deep and while my past doesn’t involve much physical abuse and struggles to this level, it was hard not to empathize and relate my own experiences with abuse with the ones in this chapter

I don’t wanna get into shit, it’s not somethin I exactly wanna put out in the public, but there’s so much here that I could understand and relate to and it just made everything so much more difficult to read (in a good way I guess)

Just, GOD, why did I have to become a fan before this chapter came out???

Okay, that’s my ramble for this, bye before I start going on even more tangents

[blackenedsnow]

Bro you are TOO amazing writing these Postal stories!

Okay but wait... Hear me out on this request

Yknow how P4 dude turned into a cat? What if all of the dudes turned into cats and their s/o starts giving him so much loving affection cause they look so cute as a cat especially he still has glasses till he poofs backs

How would the dudes react to this and will they take advantage of being a skrunkly lil feline?

the dudes as cats; headcanons

WARNING: None

PAIRING: Postal (1) Dude x Reader, Postal (2) Dude x Reader, Postal (3) Dude x Reader, Postal (4) Dude x Reader, Postal (BD) Dude x Reader, Postal (Movie) Dude x Reader

NOTE: First off, thank you! It’s always such a blast writing these, and I’m so glad you’re enjoying the them! And this idea is fantastic!! Dudes as ugly little cats? FUCK YEAH

P1 DUDE

Absolute terror.

This poor guy is already unstable, and now he’s suddenly small, furry, and walking on all fours.

The moment he realizes he’s a cat, his tiny cat heart nearly gives out.

He hides under the nearest piece of furniture, terrified of everything around him.

Your affectionate cooing freaks him out even more at first.

How could you be so calm about this?

He doesn’t understand why you’re laughing at his predicament.

When you finally manage to coax him out with soft pats and gentle strokes, he eventually starts to relax.

He’s still terrified, but the head scratches?

They feel… DAMN good.

Would he take advantage? Absolutely not.

He’s far too freaked out to even think about manipulating the situation.

He’s just waiting to turn back to normal as fast as possible.

Mid-pet, he poofs back to normal, looking frazzled.

He stares at you, blinking, and never brings it up again.

P2 DUDE

Annoyance.

He’s used to handling insane things, but this?

It’s a new level of frustrating.

His human body was already full of bullshit, and now he’s stuck in a small, fluffy one.

His glasses almost look ridiculous on his tiny cat face.

When you start petting him, he acts annoyed at first, but the moment your hand runs down his back, he arches into it involuntarily.

Damn it, he can’t help but enjoy it.

Occasionally swats at your hands, trying to act tough, but deep down, he loves the attention.

The quiet purring gives him away every time.

Would he take advantage? Eventually.

He realizes that being a cute, angry cat gets him exactly what he wants: more attention, food, and the occasional treat.

He’s not above being manipulative when he sees it benefits him.

Right as you’re petting him, he poofs back to normal, still stretched out on your lap.

He smirks.

“Guess you liked me better as a cat, huh?”

P3 DUDE

Glee.

Of course this guy would embrace the weirdness of being a cat.

Why wouldn’t he?

He’s already unpredictable, and now he’s tiny and fast.

Being a sneaky little cat? Perfect for him.

He darts around, knocking things off shelves just to kill you.

You try to pet him, but he’s too busy darting around the room, knocking things off shelves, and generally causing a mess.

He’s the kind of cat who’ll stare you dead in the eye as he shoves your coffee mug off the counter.

When you finally get him to calm down enough for some affection, he acts like he’s bored of it in a second.

But he’ll sit in your lap when it suits him—just on his terms.

Would he take advantage? Oh, absolutely.

This guy would milk the situation for all it’s worth, stealing food, knocking over anything in sight, and playing innocent when caught.

Right after "accidentally" knocking over a glass of water, he poofs back.

Now you can smack him all you want!

P4 DUDE

Mild annoyance but not surprised.

He’s been a cat before, so this is just another day for him

He looks at his tiny paws and sighs like, “Here we go again.”

You start giving him head scratches, and he’s immediately like, “Well, if I’m stuck like this, I might as well enjoy it.”

He leans into your touch, purring loudly.

He’s not as chaotic as the others, just content to bask in the affection.

He stretches out on your lap, completely relaxed, giving in to the idea of being pampered.

He’s already used to weird stuff, so why not let you dote on him?

Would he take advantage? Yes, but in a chill way.

He’ll milk the affection for all it’s worth, enjoying being pampered without causing much trouble.

A catnap here, a petting session there—it’s all good for him.

Poofs back mid-purr.

He doesn’t even flinch, just gives you a shrug.

“So… wanna grab dinner now, or what?”

BD DUDE

Confused and pissed.

He doesn’t understand how or why he’s a cat, and honestly, he’s mad about it.

His little feline grumbles are non-stop.

At first, he’s stiff and unsure, but once you start petting him?

He melts like butter.

His confusion fades into pure bliss as you scratch behind his ears.

Would he take advantage? Not intentionally

But once he realizes how good being petted feels, he won’t leave your side.

He’s like an affectionate little shadow, following you around for more.

Poofs back while lying on your lap, still dazed and confused.

“Wait… I was just… a cat? What the hell?”

MOVIE DUDE

Absolute disbelief.

WHAT THE FUCK?!

He runs around in circles for a minute, trying to figure out how the hell this happened.

Surprisingly, a while after..

He’s okay with it once you start petting him.

He’ll even roll onto his back for belly rubs

Though he’s still thinking to himself about how weird this is.

Would he take advantage? Definitely.

Once he realizes how much attention he’s getting, he leans into it.

He’s gonna soak up all the love, purring loudly and acting all cute.

Poofs back while sprawled on your lap, looking just as confused as when he first turned into a cat.

This… was a weird day.

You still gonna pet him, though?

[dystopyx-blog]

TWST as Sanders Sides incorrect quotes

I switched around different options for Roman cuz im still unsure–I tried Vil, Sebek, and Cater. I think also Kalim could easily switch with Ortho, especially cuz how Patton is with Virgil

I just copied literally everything from this comp lol so it's pretty lengthy thus imma add a

Azul: as they say in theater, Fracture a femur

Idia: what?

Azul: the actual saying is "break a leg," buy I improved it.

Idia: I hate both of those equally.

~

Vil: should go towards reaching some sort of peak!

MC: some sort of beak...

Vil: what? No.

MC: OH, like climbing a tall tree all the way up to a bird's nest, birds have beaks, and from there I will be able to take flight.

Vil: ... you know what? Sure. You took the long way around but we got there.

~

Jamil: Guilty as charged–

Idia: hi, hello, what do you want?

Jamil: *sassy lip smack* thank you, Idia, I love how you just ruined my dramatic introduction. Mwah mwah, so good.

Idia: well your face ruined my day, so we'll call it even.

~

Kalim: I don't want to make you think you're some...

Sebek: Stupid, dirty, rotten, filthy, silly, Billy, no good for nothing, white, rat, scoundrel bitch.

Kalim: okay, thank you, Sebek, for your help.

Sebek: you're welcome.

~

MC: honestly I'm good,,, fam

Kalim: now don't you go shortening the word family by cutting out my three favorite letters: I-L-Y.

~

MC: sounds like he's against [some twst equivalent of nazis??? Ig??? Idk????], so... why not hear him out, yknow?

Idia: that cannot be where the bar is.

~

Azul: I've taken this form because I didn't want to be too... invasive.

Vil: you very much did not succeed.

~

Cater: two tickets to Surprise City, you and me, right? I get the window seat.

~

Idia: did I screw everything up?

Vil: no, I threw out your vote so you couldn't do that.

~

Jamil: why would that be wrong?

Kalim: because MC gave their word. But you wouldn't know anything about words, would ya mister?

Jamil: I don't know what you mean.

Kalim: giving your word is an act of honesty between–

Jamil: what, I can't understand you, I don't know anything about words

Kalim: okay, alright, we've got a smart Alec over here, huh?

~

Vil: I would appreciate it if you didn't talk about me behind my back.

Azul: oh, I wouldn't talk about you behind your back. You would still hear everything I was saying. I would talk about you in another room.

Vil: ... fair enough.

~

Idia: I'm too emotionally unstable for jury duty, can I be excused?

~

Cater: why didn't they just talk to us! ... More.

~

MC: You're the boss, hoss.

Sebek: what does that mean? I'm not hoss. I'm Sebek.

~

Idia: I never thought I would be able to say this without sounding like a hypocrite, but you are a huge nerd.

(Yes ik that was a Logan ergo Azul line but this is myyyyyyy incorrect quotes post)

~

Jamil: does everyone understand their parts?

Cater: um, I broke my gavel

Jamil: I don't care–Wonderful.

~

Idia: are you actually asking me that question?… I’m genuinely asking because I-I can’t tell. D-do you want me to—I can count them out—

Azul: no—

Idia: 7,430

Azul: no, no, no—

Idia: you’re just so literal, I-I don’t—

~

Cater: BOOOOO

MC: you don’t want me to live a long healthy life?

Cater: I mean like sure, whatever, but, like, why? What is it all for?

~

Idia: objection, judges don’t object

Jamil: objection, neither can the jury.

Cater: Well that settles it. MC is guilty.

Idia: wh-wh—the jury decides if he’s guilty—what am I doing, I don’t care. ~

MC: you okay buddy? You look real sad in this photo I just took. ~

“why have a ballroom with no balls?”

Floyd: *snicker*

MC: no, no, I’m an adult, so that’s not funny.

~

Kalim: you woke up at 6am dull to go get it!

MC: 6am dull, do you mean sharp?

Kalim: no, that’s really early for you. So you weren’t able to get out of bed until like…. 6:08?

~

Cater: that sucks, what does the judge even do?

Kalim: *double thumbs up* his best!

~

MC: why is the saying “karma’s a bitch”? Why can’t it be… karma is a very fair person.

Cater: uh, why does their complexion matter?

~

Azul: maybe it’s time that we take a look at the bigger picture here.

MC: *sigh* … *points to picture on ramshackle wall* you talking about that picture?

Azul: yes, I still don’t quite understand it.

MC: I just liked it, Azul, I don’t know why you’re so confused by it, this is like the seventh time you’ve asked about it.

Azul: Nevermind, it doesn’t matter. Now that we’ve looked at that, let’s return to the task at hand.

~

Cater: okay, time out for thee, and time out for thee, focus on issues, or focus on me.

~

Jamil: Ooh, said with the confidence of a man who has his hand stuck in the cookie jar. In a cookie factory. And his pants are down. And they’re on fire.

MC: We get it.

~

MC: you’re right you’re right you’re right you’re right you’re right

Azul: well now you’re just pandering to my fondness for being told that I’m right.

MC: you’re right!

~

Kalim: I just think we should all just try to relax.

Idia: …. You do realize who you’re talking to, right?

~

Azul: of course you and I have our differences. We disagree on many things.

Cater: ehhhhhhh, understatement much?

Azul: wow.

~

Kalim: sometimes… it’s just this *holds up hand in an o shape*

Cater: a bagel.

Kalim: what? No. Maybe. No, nothing, it’s nothing.

Cater: aawwww

I'll be sure to collect more next time I binge sanders sides lol

[boycritter]

can you explain your most recent poem? i like it but i don’t really get it lol

ohhhh okay. holy shit you have no idea how happy this makes me. idk how in depth you want me to go. but i’m going in depth. i know there’s not like separate stanzas or anything in this poem but in my head there’s chunks it’s split into. overall this poem is about not really knowing who you are or what you’re doing (i’m 17 so all my poems are kind of about this at least a little bit). it’s about uncertainty and loneliness and trying to make something (a place, a life) for yourself when everything feels like so much.

so the first few lines ‘in this one im a cumulonimbus cloud. in this one im mango juice. theres a world where i supernova and one where i pitch drop’ are kinda setting the themes for the poem. like the objects im gonna use to convey the message as well a kinda overarching theme of unstable identity/endless possibilities. and then the supernova/pitch drop part is smth im really proud of i like that a lot :3 idk if you’re familiar with the pitch drop experiment but basically it’s a super super slow moving liquid and people are trying to see when a drop will fall. (a few drops have fallen but no one’s seen them it’s a whole thing you should look it up :3). so that line is saying there’s a timeline in which i burn myself out in a super destructive way and one where i take it slow. and then ‘pitch drop’ is also a reference to testosterone voice changes lol. so there’s a timeline where i live my true life and take it slow.

and then the next part is ‘i cried planck epoch and nothing came running and i cried planck epoch and all my protons were so lonely and i cried planck epoch and all my sheep died anyway. i cried mango juice and the universe hugged me tighter.’ which is using the double meaning of cry as yelling/tears. and it’s an allusion to the boy who cried wolf where i’m saying something is happening but no one’s even paying attention. disclaimer i am not an expert on the physics of the beginning of the universe. like at all. but basically the planck epoch was the first 10^-43 seconds of the universe when everything was super super hot and super super condensed. so i’m saying this is happening and no one’s listening, and even when everything is happening and i’m objectively not isolated but i still feel like i am. and then the crying mango juice part is using the other meaning of cry, and the universe hugging tighter is also planck epoch stuff.

the next chunk is ‘i rained fractals and the dirt sang ion. my electrons touch anything they can get their hands on.’ i like this part :3 the raining fractals is just a mess of uncertainties, bc that’s what fractals are yknow!! the singing ion part is also fun, bc obviously ions are particles and sound is a wave, so it’s a little paradoxical :3 and also i didn’t want a later line to feel so out of place. the second sentence kinda calls back to the ‘i cried planck epoch and all my protons were so lonely’. bc while our nuclei are so so tiny in terms of the entire atom and will likely never touch another nuclei, our electrons are constantly interacting with other atoms electrons. so it’s meant to be saying like. i’m lonely and i’m trying to fix that. somehow. in some way.

the last chunk is the biggest one and also the one inspired by smth @/green-cargaytions wrote and sent me which isn’t posted anywhere but i still need to hype up their writing skills bc it’s insane it’s actually bonkers. anyways. ‘once i tried to derive a function for the meaning of it all and my paper fissioned love and jazz quartet. some infinities are bigger than other infinities and i used to think that was blaspheme but now i think id like to make it idolatry. and i think id like to be one of the smaller infinities. i think i’d like to be closer to it all.’ so the first part is about the intersection between math and science and music bc i’m insane about stuff like that. but also, i tried to find a formula to fix my uncertainty. and it didn’t work. and my paper broke apart. which basically says that you don’t know what you’re gonna do. and you don’t have to know. you can’t know. but in the meantime, you have to love what’s around you and you have to appreciate art. the fact that some infinities are bigger than other infinities is also something i’m obsessed with. and i personally never found it blasphemous lol but when georg cantor introduced that notion people definitely thought it was. because the only infinity is g-d. and idolatry is also blasphemous. but i like the juxtaposition of synonyms. idk how to put this part into words exactly </3 and then the last part is kind of saying. there’s so much uncertainty and instability in the world. and isolating yourself isn’t the answer. you gotta just live life and try not to worry too much. which easier said than done obviously lol but. still. it’s about coming into your body and out of your head. at least a little bit.

anyways this is probably one of my favorite things i’ve ever written and now i get to talk about my thoughts on it. i love this i love writing essays on my own work thank you so much ^-^

[ratman517]

Rotting of brains >w<

Dude Charlie’s lore is SO FUCKING SAD 😭😭😭 Anyways enjoy a charlie slimecicle ramble ^_^!!!!!

Charlie’s lore is so fucking interesting and worth looking into but people just downplay it into “Bad parents kill child” and never actually dig into it. I mean the only people never found out about the glitch before is because Charlie is bad at mc (which yeah he isn’t the best but he isn’t dogshit awful). People just don’t take him seriously, which I mean fair, but just because someone is goofy/chaotic at points it doesn’t mean they’re JUST that. Which could mean that Charlie could rhe perfect canidate for the federation, easy to manipulate due to being mentally unstable, charismatic, and easily convinces people, and flies under the radar as a “chaotic comedic relief loser”. Im surprised nobody has gone to Charlie to investigate them, especially Cellbit! I understand that the main target is, yknow the literal REPLACEMENT of one of the qsmp members but it would also be nice to investigate yknow…. the one he seems most interested in???? I mean Cellbit was spying on ElQuackity and Charlie talking and never decided to… investigate Charlie?????? But yeah I’m super excited for things that might be planned!! Federation Charlie will be so fucking interesting (and maybe an actual villain Charlie 👁️👁️) because Ik Charlie can play a SCARY villain. But it would also be nice for him to be an investigator as well. Because this island seems to be spilt into 2 parts, investigators and the federation. And Charlie never really fit into any of those and never really joined in on the lore (because he’s been busy and shit) so I think fed Charlie will be amazing :)

Anyways thank you for reading my silly rant, this probably aint shit but just wanna say ^_^

[deliah-clarke]

Isaac Clarke x Apprentice (Platonic)- Insanity and family

Chapter 1 - Prologue BEFORE New Arrivals So I’m gonna change a few things in the Dead Space Remake storyline to better suit this story (such as Nicole is not gonna be a ‘hallucination’ and much more, it will be told in the perspective of 2nd perspective because the other perspectives didn’t fit her. And yea, I give my 2nd perspective characters not basic personalities.

warning: hallucination, death, gore, violence, normal Dead Space warning things, make us whole, insanity, mania, Yknow insane Unitologists bs (some warnings are for future chapters just so you know what you are getting into.)

UPDATE

USG KELLION en route to AEGIS SYSTEM

OBJECTIVES

DIRECTIVE A

LOCATE Mining Vessel USG ISHIMURA

DIRECTIVE B

DIAGNOSE AND REPAIR Communications Blackout

PRIMARY MISSION ASSETS

ISAAC CLARKE Engineering and Ship System Specialist

KENDRA DANIELS Computer Specialist

ZACH HAMMOND Chief Security Officer

CPL HAILEY JOHNSTON Security Personnel

CPL AIDEN CHEN Security Personnel

DELIAH [UNKNOWN] CEC Engineering Apprentice

“…Isaac….I wish I could talk to you, I’m sorry. I can’t believe what’s happening. Everything’s…falling apart here… It’s strange…such a little thing-” Pause.

“Is that her? Nicole?” One of Isaac Clarke’s crew members ask him, Kendra Danvers. As she walks up to the hologram of Isaac’s girlfriend, Dr. Nicole Brennan.

“Yeah, first I’ve heard from her in weeks.” Isaac says as he slightly turns his head toward Danvers.

“She looks…nice?” You say to Isaac, who was sitting down in front of you.

“That answer was really half-assed but knowing you I’ll take it.” He said in a slightly amused tone.

“Everything I do is half-assed.” You give an eyebrow raise and a smug grin. “That’s concerning considering your an apprentice to an engineer.”

”I’m concerning in general.” You blinked with a straight face.

The Kellion shook slightly as Chen interjected, “I would find your seat before you go flying put the front window, here we go—nice clean re-entry. Welcome to Aegis VII.”

You gave a slight eyeroll as you sat down on a seat next to Isaac’s. Crossing your legs a bit as you do so.

“Imagine six months staring at that chunk of rock.”

“To an independent miner, it’s paradise.”

“Hehehe minor”

Everyone gave a sharp but slightly confused glare at you. You gave a cheeky smile, “I-I don’t know why I found that funny.”

Sigh. “Alright Daniels, where is she?”

Daniels crossed her arms and leaned from one foot to another typing on the holographic screen in front of her, “There confirming visual contact with USG Ishimura.”

The Kellion drifted downward past debris most likely from the planet after the Ishimura had cracked it. To reveal not too far away the massive steely ship known as the infamous USG Ishimura.

“What a beauty, biggest planet cracker in her class y’know-”

You interrupted him with yet another snarky comment, “Hold on. I’m sorry but does he always say random meaningless shit no one really cares about or just when he fanboys over a ship?”

“You’re exhausting you know that?” Hammond glared.

“I’m not the one who can’t shut their mouth for four seconds.”

Chen cleared his throat aggressively to get the attention of the Chief Security Officer. “Sir, we’re in hailing range.” With a tap of his finger on the orangish hued panel he commend the Ishimura, “USG Ishimura, this is the emergency maintenance team of the USG Kellion responding to your distress call. Come in Ishimura.”

Silence

“Ishimura? Do you copy, this is the USG Kellion.”

“You ever heard of a full communications blackout on one of these things?”

With a glance toward Daniels he responded with a hint of a somber tone, “Never. Come on someone pick up the damn phone.”

Over comms a grueling guttural noise emerged into the Kellion’s transmission for a brief moment. Mixed with static and an unstable connection it was hard to tell exactly what that was.

“What the hell is that?” Daniels�� voice was quieter now, clearly unnerved about the audio.

“I-I’m sorry we’re going in that? Oh heeeeellllllll no.”

“I’m sure it’ll be fine.”

“Tch, yeah cause that tone sounded reassuring.”

“Well, it sounds like their communications array is busted… maybe a broken encoder. Deliah, Daniels and I can handle it in forty eight hours max.” He gave a quick gesture with his head toward Daniels.

“As long as one, I’m not left alone and two, it’s not dark I’ll be fine.” You scoffed.

“Alright Chen, take us in.”

Johnston spoke up, “Gravity tethers engaged, automated docking is a go.”

The Kellion began is descension as it was pulled in by a purplish-blue colored tether. The ship let out a slight creak and parked on the left side with a deafening clang, causing canary yellow sparks to burst out of the wall, causing both Isaac and you two flinch your head away, though his was more subtle. The alarms blared violently, electricity shooting all through the ship, emitting a grotesque, shrill cry. The vessel was rapidly thrusted inward to the Ishimura, pulling it forward at insane speeds. Sparks from the ship flew as metal screeched with a howling roar, splintering metal screeched at high frequencies. The crew was thrown and tossed maliciously in their seats as they attempted to steady themselves.

“Shit—Shit! We’re coming in too hot! It’s gonna smash us into the hull!” Chen exclaimed while veering the ship in a desperate attempt to avoid narrowly crashing into the Ishimura’s hull.

“There aim for the emergency stabilizer! There, that blue light. It might slow us down!” Isaac shouted frantically as he kept jolting in his chair.

“Drop the blast shields everyone brace yourself.” Hammond commanded urgently toward the crew, hoping this would be enough to keep the ship together.

With a deafening rumble the rammed shut, slightly muffling the horrifying outer hull of the ships. The whirring of the Kellion intensifies as the screen showing the outside of the ship only displayed the visible outside for seconds and went static. Leaving you and the crew completely blind. The ship vibrated, causing blurry vision and slight nausea from you.

As quickly as it began, the ship came to a decently quick halt, the ship giving up the last of its energy as it powered down. The lights dimmed until they went out completely.

“Everyone okay?”

”I’m good.”

“I’ll live, Johnston you alright?” Chen asked with a small amount of worry but did well at hiding it. The blast doors clicked and zoomed upward, leaving the glass with a greenish misty light and a worn-down “USG Ishimura” sign. A few of the letters flickered or weren’t even on all together.

“It’s my ankle. I think it’s broke,”

“Could be worse.” You uttered, still shaken.

“What the fuck is going on with flight control? That guidance systems a death trap.” Daniels barked harshly, annoyed and concerned considering they almost died.

“Better add it to the repair list. Chen what’s our damage?”

“Comms are down. Lost the port booster. We’ve got a fire on one of the stabilizers and the singularity cores a mess. Could be worse but not by much.”

“Then let’s get some help. Johnston stay with the Kellion, we’ll send a medic. Everyone else with me.” Hammond motioned a hand.

Daniels and Hammond gave a quick glance toward Isaac as they walked past him. Isaac bent down for his helmet and placed it over the top of his head, being his apprentice you also had the same helmet. Just slightly tweaked to help with the weight of it. As Isaac stepped out of the wirey, sparking mess which was now the Kellion, you followed suit closely. No one, you, your mentor or your crew knew what unspoken nightmares would be waiting for you in the USG Ishimura’s deathly cold embrace.

CHAPTER 1:

NEW ARRIVALS

Depending on how well this does I will write the next chapter. Might not I am not positive honestly. Btw this is the prologue not chapter one, that’s the upcoming chapter.

[cherry-cosmoz]

🗡️Heart shaped cut 🪓

Ticci Toby x fem!reader

Tag warning ‼️: gore,blood mentions,murdering,

Reader info!!

You live in your grandparents house

Age 18

Mentally unstable teen

Obsession with creepypastas and fan fictions

Now onto the story…

Y/n POV:

It started some weeks ago. You know the feeling of being watched? Every night you got it, the hairs on the back of your neck would stand up.

Since then you’ve installed cameras. That’s when you saw him. Yes of course you’ve read every wattpad fanfiction that’s cought your eye, but him actually watching you sleep at night? You were in shock.

It was really him. Ticci mother fucking Toby your in utter shock, yeah he looks fucked up compared to the drawings of him but none the less he’s still attractive to you. His brown messy hair and his orange goggles, his skinny but lean tall build.

He’s so amazing to your eyes, you reconsider your thoughts knowing he would kill you 100% but you can’t help but think of all the fan fictions of wehere you both fell in love wishing it was true.

Out of no where while you’re watching the cameras you see him pop up at your window. You scream Toby hears the sound and breaks into your window, leaping into your room fixing his mask.

Your gasping for air shocked at your stupidity and now you’re going to fucking die. Go y/n. Never mind that FUCKING TICCI TOBY IS IN YOUR ROOM.

You watch as he kinda twitches.

“A-aren’t you s-scared?”

“Holy shit…” you say under your breath

*he cackles* “I wonder how many p-peices I can cut you into.”

Holy fuck you were about to die but what better way to die then telling your killer how much you admire him. Right?

“Holy Shit it’s really you! I know your gonna kill me but you just have to know how much I read about you I love you so much”

“Oh shit I shouldn’t have said that”

“D-dumb fucking girl..” *toby grabs you by your hair and drags you out of your window*

“st-stupid girl thinking I won’t hurt you just because you think I’m cute?” *he laughs menacingly* “f-frankly I don’t give a fuck who you are, just because you said that I’m gonna m-make you wish you never d-did”

*you scream trying to get his hands off your scalp.. by no avail they won’t budge* “w-wait..I’ll help you kill.”

“HA you really are stupid if you think that’s going to stop m-“

He’s cut off by you pulling out an army knife from your cargo pants, stabbing him in the thigh and twisting it.

*he looks down dumbfounded* “s-someone didn’t do their research on m-me I can’t feel pain you little shit.”

Fuck I’m cooked you thought

“Y-yknow what you’ve got some spunk k-kid you have one chance at killing somebody or I’m going to brutally murder you and cut you into bits.”

PART TWO COMING SOON

[the-somwthing]

We know the red life system has an effect canonically on peoples brain. It removes inhibitions, makes people reckless and makes people more unstable and angry... But like... It's making Jimmy extra guilty, he feels a lot worse about doing that that he would normally do and he is so so scared and sorry and more of what it should have removed. The heart giving system was semi broken...what if it isn't the only thing that is functioning badly?

Ahahahaha… interesting hohoho

Personally I don’t feel like it’s making him feel more guilty, rather it’s making him feel like he has to do bad things which naturally makes him feel guilty, yknow? But I like the idea of the red life making ur negative emotions worse so I’m not against the idea that it makes him more guilty.

[moltengoldveins]

That TCU post…that is truly one of, if not the greatest thing I’ve ever seen come out of this fandom. I tried my own hand a while back at writing “the dsmp but taken seriously”; gave it a name and a playlist but didn’t really write much before I went back to my other projects. If you ever have the motivation to do more with that outline I’d be honored to be a co-writer or help out in any way, or if you want you could just use my title as a name for the series: A Ballad of Broken Dreams.

holy crap op this is so sweet. Thank you so much. I’m… wow ok. That. Wow. Thank you. That’s legitimately so kind and I’m so glad you enjoyed it XD. Id also Love to see your playlist and your thoughts behind the songs if you’re down?! That sounds awesome :D

funnily enough, I’ve had a drafted outline for this heccin thing running around in my head since the Butcher Army arc. Right around when SAD-ist dropped her animatic, I simultaneously realized ‘oh wow, I Adore this concept’ and ‘oh wow, I Highly doubt the CCs are gonna manage to do this the way I’d want to see it’ and lo and behold: I was correct. So painfully correct. (There were also People Involved whom I had Really Bad Feelings About from very early on that, sure enough, turned out to be exactly what i thought they were, rip) So the Emduo prequels, Icarus heccin Dying, and the end of Axe of Peace have been around for Ages.

I’d honestly love to do more with this concept, (i am designing movie posters as we speak) but due to Chronic Illness Pog I’m in a rather unstable financial situation? And don’t have a ton of free time for art. Any big projects are gonna take a While, or id need to find a way to use it or something adjacent to fund, y’know, Rent. That being said, I’m definitely writing the emduo prequels, both as movie scripts and as novels, as those are the films focused on, yknow, My Bois. I also think it’d be hilarious to release the novels and then the scripts and watch people Loose Their Minds over the ‘inaccurate adaptation >>:(‘

I’d absolutely love to work with other people in the fandom on this stuff, though I’ve never been the best at directly co-writing (my writing method and style is painfully specific (ie needlessly poetic) and I’m very autistic: I don’t like it when people touch that Specific Thing) but literally anything else? Im open ears. I love collabs.

and finally, I adore your name for the series, (excellent word choice there /srs, it fits perfectly with the symbolism of the whole story) and I think it works really Really well for the actual DSMP, but if I’m entirely honest… I’m not sure it fits the TCU? Like genuinely I’m so grateful for the suggestion, I love when people offer ideas and bounce things around like that. But one of the main things I tried to do with this concept was work out how the story could actually end Well. A deep-seated belief in the good-but-fallen nature of man, the importance of hope, and the inevitability of redemption kinda comes part and parcel with the whole Being-A-Christian Thing (if it doesn’t, you’re missing the Whole Point Of The Bible) and while the actual DSMP may have ended in broken dreams… this doesn’t. That was my first thought when writing that outline: This Is Going To End Well. Not for wish-fulfillment reasons, not because I’m naive or I don’t like bad endings, but because fundamentally, everything sad is a lie, and if the story has ended in tragedy, it hasn’t ended yet.

If I had to pick a series name now, I’m not sure what I’d pick. A part of me balks at referencing anything popularized by Our Local Redacted, but ‘unfinished symphony’ wasn’t his in the first place, it was from Hamilton. “The Finished Symphony” has a cool ring to it? I dunno. If anyone else has ideas please feel free to toss them in here aight, I’m not settling on anything for a While.

Anyways, thanks for Ted talking with me, drink water 💜

[fala-alfredo-pasta]

Teruteru x Nagito? I know they're incompatible mostly but Im curious what you may think (in a theoretical world ofc)

Oh gosh, this be one of those ships that border on crack but like….I mean….yknow I can see it happening still??? Okay look look, hear me out okay hear me out. These two? Different vibes. Yeah Nagito would treat Teru with the same respect as he would any other Ultimate but his patience for Teru’s lewdness towards women is so damn thin that Teru is one of the very few Ultimates Nagito actually chastises BEFORE Nagi knew about the whole Remnants of Despair thing. I mean to get Nagito of all people to reprimand you—an Ultimate--is like…an achievement all on its own honestly. Plus, for as much as a horn dog Teru is, even HE has standards—and it seems once Nagito’s more….unstable side shows up and makes even Teru uncomfortable, the chef doesn’t seem the most inclined to hang with Nagi Wagi either.

But here’s the thing okay, here’s the cheese—these two? No, probably, won’t ever have a healthy romantic relationship. But fuck buddies? Yes I can very much see that yea. Because look—even though their personalities might not mesh, they both find SOME aspect of the other attractive (Nagito’s looks and Teru’s talent). So really, the occasional hook up between these two happens once a blue moon when the stars align juuuuust right.

And hey hey hey, if we ARE trying to find genuine moments of connection between these two, I’m going to take some inspiration from Bucket_Head’s fic “Goodbye Denial” and mention how Teru would most likely be rather sympathetic towards Nagito’s illnesses given his mom’s own. And, yeah, I can see him go the extra length in preparing specialized food for Nagito that will be more agreeable with his body and encourage him to eat more regularly. As for what Nagito is bringing to the table—I’m not too sure. Maybe his reprimands whenever Teru is creepin’ on someone will help Teru cut back on some of his pervy-ness? Maybe it’ll encourage Teru to speak more about his passion for cooking and his mom and get others too see more of his softer (approachable) side? Who knows. But in some way, shape, or form, yea I can still these two interminglin’.

[deadinyourarea]

gothamgothic brought it up so fair game;

why does fentonworks look like every osha violation in one building? the whole thing looks physically unstable and ready to collapse at a moment's notice. kids live there?!

Yep, that’s just good old Fentonworks! It’s been like that for a long time.

I’m pretty sure near the beginning people probably tried to step in, but no one does anymore.

and the inside isn’t that bad, yknow? It’s pretty stable and normal house like, which makes sense because it was a normal house before it was Fentonworks.

if you ignore the lab they have in the basement and the self-installed ghost defense systems. It is a house that can support living in it!

[spacegoathours]

alright this has been sitting in my wips for weeks and it was gonna be a ref sheet but I sort of already did one so /shrug

since I did a buncha your OCs today now you get to hear ‘bout mine here goes

some stuff that will probably contradict itself bc I’m bad at writing AND!! bad at continuity. but here’s A LOT of story/personality stuff.

while on Irk in the “early years” whatever you wanna call her smeethood until whenever she gets banished, Callie gets away with small things that other Irkens wouldn’t get away with simply bc she’s Tallest Miyuki’s…idk…protege? she’s expected to be as powerful and successful as she is.. especially after Miyuki dies in the vort station 9 accident

by small things I mean wearing an outfit that doesn’t fit normal Irken-in-training or Irken Elite standards (she’s elite right before being forced away from Irk). and stepping out of line when talking with her peers and ESPECIALLY when talking with those taller than her. and befriending Vortians while observing the research teams. she gets away with all of this bc if someone were to speak up they’d get in trooooubleeee

Callie can be very cheeky sometimes but doesn’t necessarily take advantage of her unwanted “status” while on Irk. things like hanging out with the Vortian scientists and dressing slightly differently than her Irken peers are very normal, to her at least. it’s fucked up Irken society that doesn’t allow anyone else to converse with those filthy Vorts or wear whatever they want.

Despite thinking differently - and of course knowing early on that this means she’s defective - Callie feels a ton of regret and anxiety when she’s banished for going against the new Tallests’ plans for her. she knows deep down that it’s fine to be your own person and make your own way, but again, ✨Irken society baybeeeeeee✨ and she carries that anxiety, well, forever after that.

(I basically always skip the Earth portion of Callie’s story bc I wrote it when I was 14 and it was bad and stupid. All you need to know is that Callie REALLY LOVES EARTH. yes this doesn’t match the vibe of the show at all but who cares: she learns that being herself and engaging in her true interests and goals is ALLOWED and even ENCOURAGED on earth and her anxiety ebbs away while she lives there. then she dies. oh well. as to who’s fault that is, it used to be Zim’s fault in my old story but I just HAVE NOT visited this enough to work out why/how that would even happen.)

Her human disguise was a design I used to draw ALL THE TIME in 2005 and even a bit in 2019. good times! she dressed very grunge/emo which is how I dressed in high school bc of course!!! of course she is more of a self-insert than I WANT her to be and always was!!! AUGRHHRGGH

After Callie is revived by the Resisty - attaching her dormant PAK to Nyx’s dying body - she looks like the bottom left pic. wears a beat up hospital gown all the time, still has a good amount of Nyx’s attributes, and is HIGHLY irritable and actually, really fucking dangerous. she’s aware that she’s Callie, but is experiencing some serious trauma: this isn’t her fucking body, she’s in severe pain and has to eat and sleep while her PAK tries to heal her, and she’s been ripped away from Earth where she finally felt safe and happy away from her old, demanding life.

She nearly kills Lard Nar at least once, trying to convince him to bring her back to Earth. the rest of the crew thinks their captain has completely lost it allowing a mentally unstable Irken on board. or really an Irken at all for that matter considering uhhh the whole reason the Resisty exists in the first place. Lard Nar tries to get his crew to understand that Callie is not a threat (knows this bc they knew each other on vort research station 9) and would be a great asset to the resistance once she recovers

but yknow it’s not going well. Callie is NOT NICE to anyone on the ship, least of all Laksa, the nurse trying to help her recover, and a lot of this has to do with the fact that Nyx’s attributes are still present. Callie’s defective PAK, while mostly functional, is taking ages compared to a healthy PAK to make this new body completely “her” again. I mean, side note, Nyx was a model Irken: so uh, ASSHOLE. and did her job well, nearly getting the Resisty killed. so having all of THAT basically still present…..hmmm, bad.

Luckily Laksa has endless patience and Callie does start to recover, and her eyes start working their way back to just blue as opposed to the one blue and one teal when she first woke up. looks like the bottom center pic. she starts to calm down and fly off the handle way less. Starts appreciating Laksa for all the work she’s tirelessly put in to make sure Callie is okay. she’s still really far from ok and processing all the trauma from her past and present.

that’s where all the angst happens that I’ve been writing oops we won’t get into THAT (something something callie and lard nar eventually end up as a couple bc I need to live my life sorry guys. I’ll talk about that uhhhhh ANOTHER TIME…or never.)

and finally after all THAT that we won’t talk about for the moment she’s much better, lost her right antennae and is essentially deaf on that side but is otherwise back to her old self but BETTER!! last pic on the right. someone made her a new uniform or something idk but she does want to dress the way she used to in the end. (does she or does her creator just really like drawing it so she has to? we may never know)

so like. Now you know where she is in the timeline based on how I draw her???? No one cares about this but me???????? Why does my dumb brain tell me I need to explain anything I slap down on this tallest forsaken website fuck it all