#I'm sorry if i ask a lot my brain in a very indecisive thing

[shezuki-hari301]

I am so torn between these three animals for the last sparkling

Either the opossum

The Cape vulture

Or go with another prehistoric bird, Argentavis

I love each of these creatures because it fits with the unique personalities and heritage between Dinobot and rattrap. I'm open to feedback but I might also do some mock ups of each creature as well

[dustmusings]

technical devotion, part fourteen: changes

a/n okay so I have no restraint, I uploaded the last chapter and then immediately wrote this and am posting it immediately. also I am sorry I cannot write lingering conflict, I have no backbone. also new banner!! bc I'm indecisive. now that you know all my issues, enjoy!

warnings: depiction of a panic attack, smoking

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Echo had expected things to be different when him and Kan got back to base, but he hadn't expected it to be so immediate.

They had barely set one foot inside before they were whisked into command, where Kan was informed that her skillset would prove useful for mission planning, and that she would take on more responsibility from now on, gaining the unofficial rank of Sergeant. She had been honoured, of course, but it felt like something that was very much out if her comfort zone. She wasn't a leader, she was a follower, and that's how she liked it. Though, if Rex had faith in her, she trusted his judgement.

Echo was happy that he'd be working with Kan more regularly now, but so was almost everyone else in the room. He couldn't blame his brothers, she was gorgeous, and almost elusive to most of them, having never spoken to them. He watched on painfully as she reunited with Howzer, jumping into his open arms and hugging him tightly, and as they stayed touching each other, catching up excitedly.

Then he watched her reunite with her other friends from across the mess, Oscar ruffling her hair as he hugged her from the side, and Teddy high-fiving her and embracing her for good measure for beating Howzer to a proper command position.

Echo felt so foolish.

Foolish that he thought he was special because she was kind to him, foolish that he thought he was lucky to get to experience her touch, and foolish for ever even entertaining the idea that she could possibly harbour feelings for him.

Kan was kind, but she gave out her kindness to everyone without exception. That's what made it so hard for Echo to feel negatively about her - it wasn't her fault, it was his. His mistake.

And now it was too late to do anything about it.

He had fallen for her. Hard. And now he would have to carry on as if she was any other person at the base. He didn't know if he could, and so, reluctantly, he tried to distance himself from her.

Kan noticed immediately when Echo started pulling away. For one, whenever he had to address her in the command centre, he would call her ‘Kan’. She didn't mind of course, it was her name after all, but she had got used to him calling her ‘M'aira’, and she much preferred when he called her that. He was the only one who did, and that's what made it special.

He also never came to see her in her office, never said a word if she ever sat with Rex and Gregor at meal times, never spoke to her before bed, and she hadn't looked into his eyes since the day they got back. It hurt her a lot, and the only logical conclusion she could draw was that he was embarrassed of her. Embarrassed to call her M'aira, embarrassed to talk to her, and embarrassed to even look at her.

She didn't know why he felt that way, but it was obvious that whatever bond they had created during their time away from base was just a one sided thing. That it hadn't meant anything to Echo.

Between that and her new command position, Kan was extremely stressed out.

Her brain was going at a klick a minute, unable to shut off from either mission plans or Echo. She couldn't focus, and the only respite she got was sleep but that would elude her because the cause of half her problems was sleeping right next to her. She had begun sleeping in her office again, though her back certainly wasn't happy about it.

Teddy was a perceptive clone, and he could see how haggard she had become. He contantly asked how she was, but she would always just say she was tired, that was it. She had none of the usual spring in her step, and after a couple weeks of it not going away, and only getting worse, he finally did something.

He dragged her outside after dinner, with the aim of getting her to relax. He took her over to the edge of the platform, and they sat down, looking out on the view of the deep reds and browns of the rocky terrain that surrounded the base.

“Here” He offered her his cigarra after he'd taken a drag, “To help you relax”

“No thanks” She said simply, accompanied by a weak smile.

“Kan…” Teddy began. He didn't really know what to say, but he tried his best, “What's going on with you? And I want a real answer this time”

Kan looked up at him sadly, her eyes glistening, before looking out to the view again. “I don't know, everything is just too much at the moment” She took the cigarra from his hand and took a long drag before passing it back.

Teddy watched on in worry, “What is? It might help to get it off your mind”

Kan sighed deeply, exhaling the smoke, “It sounds so ridiculous when I say it out loud though”

“I'm sure it doesn't, come on” Teddy urged, and he could see her cracking, beginning to open up.

“Well… for one, being a Sergeant is absolutely no fun” She said pointedly, and Teddy chuckled.

“Why not?”

“It's so much responsibility, I can't stop thinking about how my actions affect everyone here, how I could be the reason for someone being killed or captured by the Empire” She explained, her shoulders slumping with each word.

“Have you talked to Rex about it?” Teddy asked.

“No” Kan laughed, “I couldn't, he's such a natural, he wouldn't understand”

Teddy shook his head, “Just because he's a natural doesn't mean he lacks empathy. I'm sure he'd be able to help ease your worries”

“Maybe about that” Kan mumbled, loud enough for Teddy to hear it.

“What else is going on then?” He asked, taking another drag.

Kan looked out at the view despondently, slumped forwards onto her knees. He gave her the time to answer the question on her own time, which took longer than he was hoping.

“It's Echo” She finally whispered.

“Echo? What about him?” Teddy hadn't noticed anything out of the ordinary with him.

“It's- We-” Kan sighed aggressively, “We were getting on so well during our mission, but when we came back, it's like he hated me or something. He never talks to me unless it's regarding a mission but even then it's more talking around me to other people, and he never looks at me anymore, I just-” She stopped herself before she could get choked up.

“You just what?” Teddy pressed.

Kan chewed on her lip, “I really thought he might like me back, you know?” She said quietly, and Teddy understood immediately.

He placed his arm around her shoulders and hugged her into his side. “I know, I know” He spoke soothingly, rubbing her arm.

Kan rested her head on Teddy's shoulder, “It's just embarrassing, to be wrong”

“Yeah, but hey, that's on him. If he doesn't like you, he's a di'kut”

Kan looked up and saw the small grin on Teddy's face, and her own lips curled up, “Yeah?”

“Absolutely, you're a catch” Teddy said, earning a small giggle from Kan.

“Thanks Teddy, so are you”

“I know” He smirked, resting his head against hers as they looked out again.

“Thanks for bringing me here, I really needed this” Kan spoke sincerely.

“No problem K” Teddy squeezed her slightly before standing up, “Let's go inside yeah?”

Kan didn't respond immediately, looking over the setting sun, “I think I'll just stay here for another moment, watch the sun set”

“Alright, I'll see you later then” Teddy said, giving her shoulder a supportive squeeze before walking away.

When she knew Teddy had left, Kan finally let herself cry.

She let out a choked sob, the product of bottling up her frustration, anger, sadness and embarrassment for weeks. Now that she had popped the cork, she couldn't stop the flow of tears that fell from her eyes. She pulled her knees to her chest and buried her head in them, her vision blurred and her breath ragged.

She thought of her mother and father. She wondered if they would be proud of the work she was doing. She thought of Master Unduli, she thought of Spider, she thought of Senator Organa, she thought of Rex, Howzer, Gregor, Oscar, Teddy, and finally, Echo. Every insecure thought, every nasty thing she ever had to say about herself clogged her mind in an instant, and she felt as if she couldn't breathe.

She let her legs hang over the side of the platform again and gripped the edges tightly. Her eyes were screwed shut and her breathing was only becoming more unstable, no matter how much she tried to calm it. Her stomach was in knots, she was choking on the tears that wouldn't stop falling, and her body was shaking involuntarily. She knew what this was, she had experienced them enough, and she just hoped that if she could grip the platform hard enough that it would subside quicker. She had no such luck.

She heard her name shouted, but to her it sounded feint, like she was underwater. She curled up again, facing away from the voice. She heard them again, and felt someone touch her back gently, though they might as well have struck her with lightning for how she reacted.

She flinched away, trying to find her voice, managing to choke out “Go away”

Her own voice sounded foreign to her ears in this altered state of being, but she couldn't think about it for too much longer before she was enveloped by a pair of arms. She rested her forehead on the person's chest, heaving and trying to calm herself. As she came down from the worst of it, something about the person felt so familiar, and she soon realised exactly who it was when they brought a hand to the bare skin on her back, and it was exceedingly cold and smooth.

She knocked herself backwards, falling onto her backside as she looked up at him, the catalyst of all her problems. Echo was looking down at her with worry painted on his face, and she frowned as her breathing evened out more. She scrambled from the floor and uttered apologies as she ran away from him, back towards the base.

Echo followed after her, catching up to her quickly and moving around her so he could stop in front of her.

“M'aira, what's going on? What's the matter?” He asked, placing his hands gently on either side of her arms.

Kan didn't say anything. She just stared at him, her chest heaving and a deep frown settled over her features.

“M'aira?” Echo said quietly, stepping towards her, but Kan stepped back a few paces.

“Why are you calling me that?” She tried to speak plainly, but her voice was still thick with emotion.

“What?” Echo asked, confused as to why she would ask that.

“Aren't you worried someone is going to see us talking?” She asked, her voice breaking.

Echos heart fell from his chest, “What do you mean?”

Kan could feel her bottom lip begin to quiver and she instinctively dug her teeth into it to stop it. She wasn't going to let Echo see her cry. Well, anymore than he already had.

“What’s going on M'aira, why are you upset?”

The use of the nickname once more sent her over the edge, “Because of you!” She shouted, though her anger was swallowed by embarrassment as she barged past Echo and made her way inside.

Echo stood frozen on the spot.

Because of me? But I haven't even spoken to her in… oh.

He quickly followed after her again, not entirely sure where she was headed but he hoped it was towards her office. He saw the door close from the end of the hall and heard the lock engage immediately after, something he didn't even know the door was capable of.

He knocked a few times, and heard Kan sniffle but she didn't reply.

“M'aira, please open up” He said gently, leaning his forehead on the door.

“Go away Echo” She replied, and Echo sighed deeply.

“Kandam'aira… please, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to upset you”

The door then zipped open and he fell forwards slightly, finding himself in the room as Kan closed the door again.

“What did you mean to do?” She looked up at him sternly, her cheeks stained by tears.

“I-” He couldn't admit to his feelings right now, that would only confuse her, “I just thought you might want some space”

“Why would you think that? I thought we were friends, Echo. Friends at least look at each other from time to time”

“I know, I'm sorry, I guess I just figured that we'd been together for a while and you might be sick of me” He stated, though it came out more like a question.

“Well I don't” Kan crossed her arms, and Echo blinked at her.

“Don't what?”

Kan rolled her eyes, “I don't want space”

“Oh, right” Echo said awkwardly, and Kan felt her undeniable fondness for him returning as she looked up at his blushing cheeks.

She then quickly wrapped her arms around his torso, hugging him tightly, “I missed you”

Echo could feel his heart ache as she gripped him tightly, and he matched her hold, resting his cheek on the top of her head, “I missed you too”

Kan pulled back, looking up at him sheepishly, “I'm sorry you had to see me all…” She wiped her cheek, “Panicky”

“I don't mind, I'm just sorry that I caused it” He said, bringing his own hand up to wipe the wetness from her cheek.

Kan sighed, “It wasn't just you”

Echo gave her a questioning look and she shook her head slightly, “I'm just stressed, but I'll be fine”

“What are you stressed about?” Echo pressed.

“Nothing, I think I'm going to get an early night now” She said, opening the door.

“Hey” Echo gripped her shoulders lightly, “We can talk about it if you want?”

“Another time maybe” She smiled up at him, “Goodnight Echo”

Echo sighed with a worried smile, “Goodnight M'aira”

Kan's smile grew at the use of the nickname as she stepped away from Echo, hoping its return was permanent.

[sweetheartmotives]

Hihi! How’s it going?

Can we get another part of clumsy yan? Maybe some smut too but it’s up to you!

Thanks, have a nice day! :D

`; 三 Clumsy Yandere;`三

Desc and possible Tw: Yandere themes, sexual themes, stalking, clumsy being a whiny bitch of a creep, pictures taken without consent, crying, being tied up, mentions degrading, falling bc its Clumsy yan, and minor injury (from falling)!

Let me know if I missed any!

•• Clumsy Yandere who… as I said, Stalks you. He stalks you all day, every day! Since he doesn't go outside much and only goes out when you do, he has a lot of free time.

•• Clumsy Yandere who… bought a camera just to take pictures of you. When he does his daily 8 hours of Stalking, he prints the pictures and puts them in a scrapbook.

•• Clumsy Yandere who… when he takes naughty pictures of you, He has a folder he hides in his 'special' drawer. He jerks it to the pics of you :3

Casually jerking it to a photo of you

•• Clumsy Yandere who… fantasizes abt you. He daydreams and dreams about you, wet dreams, marriage dreams, etc. He imagines everything the two of you could do together!

One day.. my love. One day it'll all come true..

•• Clumsy Yandere who… secretly loves it when you degrade him. Sure he also loves praise with his entire being, but being degraded.. really gets him going~

•• Clumsy Yandere who… Absolutely loves bondage. Please tie him up! He'll be a good boy, he promises he won't hump your leg again!

M'sorry! I p-promise to be a good boy! He's drooling and crying

•• Clumsy Yandere who… cries during sex. He'll hump and rub himself against your leg while sobbing praises and how much he loves you. This loser gets overwhelmed and he's hella sensitive.

Cant.. keep going.. no.. more! As he still humps YOUR leg willingly

•• Clumsy Yandere who… is a big worshiper, he loves you so much!

He lays in ur arms and whispers countless words of worship and praise

Onto more.. sfw things! :)

•• Clumsy Yandere who… falls all the time. He always has scratches or bruises from falling!

Please kiss it better..

•• Clumsy Yandere who… is very indecisive. One minute, he wants to cuddle in silence and be held by you, next minute, he wants to cuddle with his cats instead!

Can we cuddle? (2 minutes later) I wanna paint..

•• Clumsy Yandere who… would pass out during a horror movie. He cannot watch horror movies without crying and screaming hysterically! Little bitch

Hysterical sobbing and screaming TURN IT OFFFFFF

•• Clumsy Yandere who… is truly pathetic. Not even pathetic, fucking hopeless. After the first time you guys fought, he cried and tried to cuddle up to you, begging for forgiveness.

I'M SO SORRY! IM SORRY IM SORRY He cries

•• Clumsy Yandere who… would make a hundred playlists dedicated to you. His Spotify isn't even his anymore, it's yours 💀

•• Clumsy Yandere who… decorates his room in things you own or like. He's def stolen items from your room and hung/placed them around his room.

•• Clumsy Yandere who… has painted 1000 paintings of you. Nothing else. Just you.

He has paintings of you hung up all around his painting room

•• Clumsy Yandere who… when everytime he falls in public, will drag you home and then cry into your arms.

I..I'M SO EMBARRASSED! THAT WAS HORRIBLE I'M NEVER GOING OUTSIDE AGAIN He whines and cries in ur arms

•• Clumsy Yandere who… in the end, is still pathetic as fuck. But will always do what you ask and love you until death!

My love.. I love you so so much. Let's stay together forever, okay?

I hope you all enjoyed reading as I enjoyed writing! Also 🍯 anon, sorry it's a bit late! My brain was all over the place and I didn't know where to start! (´･ω･)

[lemonhemlock]

Hi! Sorry for the new ask but brainrot consumed my brain and i needed your counsel.

So i was thinking about Otto marrying Alicent to Viserys and ,as you said once how Otto doesnt understand abuse and how him and Viserys are kind of similar .But then it kinda got me that they're also very different ,with Otto being more politically smart ,decisive and empathetic in some sick way towards people (the way he generally manipulates Alicent and the page thing with Rhaenyra,altho i think it was Alicents idea ).So ,for me ,someone like Otto cant really respect Viserys ,despite the fact that he wants his daughter to marry him .BUT ,in the deleted scene of him and Alicent discussing which crown Aegon would wear ,the fact that he seems displeased by her comments and her choice of crown made me rethink a lot of things.

All of this mess of thoughts is to ask ,do you think Otto respected Viserys? .I dont wanna paint Otto as a mustache twirling villain who gives no fucks about his daughter to the point of him marrying to a someone he doesnt respect ,but i dont really know .

Have a good day/night!

Welcome back, Red Roses, hope you had a great weekend!

I think Viserys does embody traits that Otto likes and that he does enjoy being around him. We are used to him being a walking zombie, but Viserys in episode 1 was a very personable and charismatic fellow, well-read, diplomatic and, honestly, rather fun. He can tell a story, crack a joke and seems to be the kind of person you could share a beer with. However, he doesn't neglect his duties and understands that being King involves a lot of boring meetings and going through the motions, which he generally accepts good-naturedly. If you think I'm exaggerating, compare this with how Robert treated his job.

However, Viserys can also be indecisive. I don't think he's stupid at all, not even short-sighted really, he possesses political acumen in the sense that he understands what people want of him and what he is expected to do, but he is such a people pleaser and a chaser of his own desires, that he relies on non-confrontation as a modus operandi. And, in turn, that makes him also rely on his councilors a lot.

So, honestly, I think that Otto perhaps admired some of Viserys' qualities and not others - a mixed bag, like every other person, really. He probably would have felt mixed feelings about any potential son-in-law, but Viserys trumps everyone else every time just by occupying the highest office in the land and making Alicent his queen, which automatically turns him into the best candidate in Otto's eyes.

Broadly-speaking, Viserys' reign was peaceful, so for general admin stuff I think he performed pretty decently. So, on that front, coupled with his good-natured personality,* I'd say he earned Otto's approval. But he was not a true visionary or have an over-arching plan in mind like Jaehaerys, who did a lot of modernization work, and whom I suspect Otto would consider a better King. Especially since he got to serve under both. And Viserys truly made a mess with the succession, which affected Otto's family directly, so that weakness for Rhaenyra & Daemon would be what Otto might draw up as points of criticism.

*We're ultimately talking about white privileged men here -> their definition of good-nature and kindness and fairness.

[quinloki]

I selfship with kid cuz I’m also part of the alt community and I feel like we’d also just be really good friends. I’d love to tease him and help him cool down after he got too worked up about something. I would also just be there to hug him, away from prying eyes to preserve his pride of course, my mans needs a lot of reassurance even if he would never admit it. I like the idea of him having a very soft side he reserves for me. One thing I love about him is his self-expression. Overall, I think we’d have a really healthy relationship, and if we’re going NSFW we’d really respect eachother’s boundaries. especially if there were was a sub-dom dynamic involved. I remind him how important aftercare is.

I also selfship with Doffy, even though I know we’d have the most unhealthy relationship ever. He’s a guilty pleasure of mine. I like him because he helps me with my indecisiveness, and boosts my confidence with his little pet names and occasional praises and gifts. He lavishes his attention on me when we’re alone. Even though he’s so prideful, he really cherishes our relationship and puts in effort when needed, especially after a fight. There’s a lot of teasing involved from both parties, but it’s just a lot of fun. We also have lots of insightful conversations, and he teaches me about things he’s stowed away in that big brain of his. There’s always constant variety in our sexy times and lots of cuddles afterwards. Not to mention, hes skilled…obvi

=O I'm so sorry I missed this!!

\lol/ OMG thank you for sharing your self-ships with me XD I remember I'd asked for people to do so, before Christmas T-T I'm sorry I really honestly did not see this until right now 😳😵‍💫

I'm going to have to try and keep my inbox cleaner going forward ^^;;

I love both of these <3 Sometimes we need that guilty pleasure, 100% /nod nod/

Gods Doffy and Kid. Good luck /salutes/ xD

[tempertyzias]

SIDEBLOGS - art only: @incivisi - witch hat atelier: @quifrey - dungeon meshi: @mithursday - trigun: @twistedchristianscience - rainworld: @songstillsinging - kin: @cavaliercanine - ☆ - I do have an 18+ sideblog but you have to ask me what it is sorry

Intro under the cut cause I don't like having a long pinned post

I am very indecisive and therefore have a billion names including but not limited to Temperance, Voirrey, Rody, Twist, Tyzias, and Moose. it/he/she/vey. more about me can be found on my neocities site (warning my site has moving / flashing gifs!)

I'm a queer disabled animal that likes making stuff! Outside of art, I do lots of things like glass / metal / woodworking, taxidermy / vulture culture, and, as my main job, fursuit making!

you're welcome to spam tag me / generally tag me in anything (especially posts about shrimp, please!), send me asks and messages, etc, I love interacting on here! but Watch Out I have a TBI + various mental illnesses + brain fog so I might just. repeat what you said / part of what you said (I do this a LOT) or not respond at all- I promise im not ignoring you!

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again I don't like having a long pinned post so that's all thank you :9

[nancy-drew]

hi katy! secret sleuth here! i hope you're having a lovely weekend. i'd love to pick your brain a little more to help me cook up the best gift for you. 1) what are your fast & loose top 3 ND episodes 2) what is your current favorite musical soundtrack 3) what is your most played general album of the year 4) what are some of your other favorite found families in pop culture? <3 smooches!

omg so exciting! i hope you're also having a lovely weekend!

to answer your questions (i'm very indecisive, so sorry if i provide way more than you asked for) -

1) my top 3 episodes in general are probably 2x05, 2x11, and 4x08 because i love all of the episodes that are big on the drew crew, but my top 3 nace episodes (off the top of my head) are 1x14, 2x12, and 3x13!

2) for musical theatre, i always come back to into the woods, waitress, and hadestown. sing street & natasha, pierre, and the great comet of 1812 also hold very special places in my heart.

3) my top albums of the year are stick season by noah kahan, unreal unearth by hozier, the good witch by maisie peters, emails i can't send by sabrina carpenter, AURORA by daisy jones and the six, and taylor swift's entire discography tbh.

4) i'm going to be so honest, i do not consume a whole lot of media and the drew crew set the bar really high for found families. here's a collection of shows that i watched at one point that i remember liking the group dynamics of - only murders in the building, stranger things, criminal minds, bones, mtv scream, the good place, new girl, brooklyn nine-nine, ghosts (us), friends, the office. + school spirits and goosebumps also have promising dynamics.

hope this helps!!

💙💙💙💙💙

[here-2suffer]

Guys I finally typed out the genie au thing! Sorry this took so long to complete, my brain decided not to cooperate with me. @all-things-fandomstuck here it is!

"Hey! What brings you to my store today?" A chipper voice asks.

"Hey Cindy, how's the business been going for you?" You look at Cindy, who's currently at the counter wearing her usual smile.

"Been pretty good, actually. Got five more customers! How are ya?" She leans forward on the counter, holding herself up with her arms.

You grab a bag of some cute clear glass ball charm pendants with tiny decorations inside, tiny stars, tiny seashells, tiny hearts, and other tiny stuff. You hold them up in the light to test their shine, and they passed. You walk over to Cindy, handing her the bag so she can ring it up. "Yeah, been doing well. Where'd you get these?"

Cindy smiles. "My sister Anne gave 'em to me. They're a real beauty, aren't they?"

You smile. "They sure are." She bags up the bag of glass balls and hands them to you. "That'll be a hundred bucks!" You look at her in shock. "A hundred bucks? You're kidding." You're already taking out your wallet though. It may be a lot, but you're willing to pay for it.

"Yeah, I'm just messin' with ya. It's only 3.99" You look inside your wallet, and somehow you only have 5's with you. You pull one out and give it to her, watching as her smile turns playful.

"My, my, five dollars all for little ol' me? You're just too kind." She puts it in the cash register and starts pulling out some change, but you're feeling generous today. "It's okay, you keep the change."

She looks up at you with a bit of shock, but her smile quickly returns. "Thanks, you're a real star, y'know that? Have a nice day darlin'! Maybe next time I'll bring you some cookies from the bakery!" She waves at you as you leave, you wave back. "Bye Cindy! Have a nice day, I'll be looking forward to those cookies!"

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You're looking for any shiny or antique looking things in a new part of the forest that you've somehow never noticed before. It's kind of weird how you've never seen this part of the forest despite looking through it your whole life, kind of like it just appeared out of nowhere.

But that had to be wrong, right?

Yeah.

Even though you don't remember ever seeing a tree that thick in these words before, or you don't remember seeing that type of flower here before. Youre sure you just missed it, maybe you were too busy looking for things to add to your ever-growing collection to see it.

Yeah, that has to be it.

Never mind that this part has a lot more shiny things than you would normally find in this forest, or that you thought you've already scavenged this forest at least a hundred times by now. It's just your mind passing tricks on you again-

The light breaking through the many leaves of the many trees lands on two lamps. The lamps are very dirty, they've lost their shine. Well, not completely. You pick them up and examine them, they feel rough and bumpy, but that's penalty just from the layers of dirt it has. You bet that you have the cleaning supplies necessary at home to make them look brand new!

It's kind of funny, they look like the lamps people say genies live in. Not that they were ever true, it was all just stories for children, genies don't actually exist.

You internally joke about driving them and getting genies, it's a fun thought. You'd probably kill them with your indecisiveness though.

You decide you'll clean them when you get home. Putting them in your satchel, you think you hear a tiny voice.

No, that can't be right. Just your mind passing tricks on you again, it's always been a problem. You continue your search through this part of the forest for anything else to add to your collection.

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Once you're back home, you go too the room you keep your collection in. You used to keep it in the corner of your room, but when it got a little to big to fit in your room without making you have to parkour to get to your bed and closet, you decided to move it to an empty room instead. It's kept growing ever since without any problems for you.

You pour everything from your satchel onto your sorting table (yes, it's weird, but you like to be organized with this). The two lamps go out almost last, knocking everything else off the table.

You sigh and pick everything up and put it back on the table, seeing where in your collection they would fit best and putting them there. You found an unusually large amount of stuff today, so it takes longer than usual.

Eventually you look back to the table to find only the two dirty lamps. You pick them up and bring them to your garage, where you keep all your cleaning supplies. You look around for the cleaning rag you normally keep here, but you can't seem to find it. It somehow takes around 20 minutes to find it, but once you did, you got straight to work.

You were determined to make the lamps shine again. You drown the lamp in the cleaning solution and squeeze out excess water (it makes a little mess but that's the fun of it) and pick up one of the lamps. You start scrubbing all the dirt and grime off, it comes off easier than expected. There's a noise, like a swirling sound, but you pass it off as one of the neighbor's TV.

Once you're done with the lamp, you start cleaning the other. And just like the other one, the dirt and grime come off very easily. The swirling noise comes back again as you scrub.

This whole thing only took about 3 minutes, surprisingly. You turn and put the rag and cleaning products away when the same swirling sound comes back, this time louder. It kind of sounds like it's right behind you.

...

You quickly turn around and are faced with... quite the sight.

There are two people (half ghosts?) in your house. One of them is yellow with triangles decorating its head, making it look like the sun. Its face has two colors, separated by the crescent shape. It has red ribbons with bells on both of its wrists. It looks at you with some beautiful blue eyes.

The other one is blue, with something atop of its head spotted with yellow stars, making it look like it has a nightcap on. It has the same crescent shape on its face, this time with white and black colors. It also has red ribbons with bells on its wrists. And it's staring at you with some gorgeous red eyes.

...

WOAH WHAT THE-

They notice each other and look at the other with shock. They look back at you with a mix of shock, confusion, and maybe a little bit of anger? "Who are you?" The blue one asks you, yeah, he's definetly a little angry (probably more than just a little).

You must look so stupid right now. You're so flabbergasted you can't even speak, so you just stare back at them with wide eyes.

The blue ghost-human-thing seems to be getting more impatient. "I asked, who are you?"

You take a deep breath. "..I.. uh... Who are you?"

The blue one growls. The yellow one seems very uncertain about something at the moment, looking back and forth between you and the blue thing. After a moments of silence, the yellow one speaks. "Hello, I'm Sun. Your... genie."

Genie!?

Your eyes are wider now. "Genie? No. T-that can't be right. Genies don't exist!" You gasp, breathing seems to be getting a little harder.

"Oh yeah? Then what the hell are we?" The blue one growled, you gulped.

Okay, so genies are real. No biggie, right?

...

"Who are you?" The blue one asks again, a little harsher. You take another deep breath and tell then your name. "Uh, who are you?" You try to calm yourself, but the way he just glares daggers at you is not helping in the slightest. You've started fidgeting with your fingers now.

"Moon. Your genie. What do you plan to do with us?" You furrow your brows in confusion. "What?" He groans and Sun answers instead.

"What are you going to do to us? What are you going to use us for? What are your intentions?"

What?

Before you can even open your mouth to answer, Moon speaks. "How did you find us? What do you want, to take over the world?"

"I- What?" You can barely catch what they're asking. They're firing questions at you at the speed of light, and your brain is still processing the fact that genies exist.

Sun speaks. "Don't act clueless. You wouldn't have gotten two genies for nothing. What are you plotting?" So they think you're evil or something?

"What? I didn't even know you guys existed! I-I thought genies were just fairytales!" You're starting to feel a little offended, these guys saw your confusion and shock when they appeared, and they somehow think you're going to use them for... whatever evil things?

"Oh really? How did you magically stumble upon two genie lamps then?" Moon crosses his arms. You huff. "I was looking through the forest for anything to add to my collection, then I saw your lamps together. They were dirty so I-"

"Together?" Sun interrupts you. He doesn't look like he believes a word you said, neither of them do.

"Yes, together. I saw your lamps dirty, and I thought maybe if I cleaned-" And you're interrupted yet again, this time by Moon, go figure.

"Our lamps would not be together. Two genie lamps are never together. You're just saying that to appear innocent, we don't-" Now you interrupt him (see how that feels).

"Oh well that's too bad, because I actually did find your lamps together. Whether or not you believe it, it's the truth." You cross your arms.

He grumbles something about disrespect (as if he didn't interrupt you first) and Sun sighs. "Well either way, you still have two genies now, so you'll get to make your wishes. But there three very important rules." He spoke that last part to you as if he was speaking to a child, even holding up his finger while doing so.

You sigh. "Yeah, I know. Now wishing for anyone to fall in love with me, no wishing people back from the dead, and no wishing for more wishes." He looks surprised. "How did you know?"

"Because everyone knows that. It's in the children's fairytale books." Sun now looks completely lost. Moon, on the other hand, just rolls his eyes. "And we're just supposed to believe that? How do we know you didn't just do this before with another genie?"

Boy, is he being annoying right now, but you must stay calm. Calm. "Listen, as I said earlier, I didn't even know genies were real until I met you guys. How would I have done this with another genie and still not believe genies were real?"

Sun seems to be understanding, if only a little, while Moon still seems unconvinced. Moon opens his mouth to say something, but Sun speaks before a sound comes out of his mouth (thank god).

"Well, let's not fight for any longer-" Moon interrupts him. "Fighting? Who's fighting?" Sun pouts at him. "Stop interrupting us! Where's your manners?"

Moon scoffed. "As if you didn't interrupt this genie catcher earlier." Now you scoffed. "Genie catcher? I told you I just found your lamps on accident!" "Pshh, yeah sure. As if we're going to believe that-"

"Stop fighting!" Sun held his arms out between you and Moon, as if separating you from each other, even though you were already like 5 feet away from him. "Look, whether you like it or not, they found our lamps and rubbed them. Now they're our master, so we have to stick with them until they've used up all their wishes." He sighed and turned to you with a kind smile. "So, what will your first wish be?"

Your anger and annoyance was totally lost now.

Right. Wishes. Forgot about that.

You chuckle nervously. "Yeah, uh, I don't actually know what my first wish is." You start fidgeting with your fingers again. Sun's smile remains kind, and it doesn't look forced either, that helps you feel a little better.

"That's okay, we can help you with that. What's one thing you've always wanted? Or something you want now? A new pool? New house?" Moon seems to have relaxed, well, no. He just doesn't seem angry or annoyed anymore.

"You want a new car? Can't promise we'll give you a good one." Sun nudges his arm. "Can't promise he'll give you a good one." Sun chuckles, as if this was a normal occurrence. Maybe it was, who knew what it was really like in those genie bottles.

"Uh, I don't really want any if those right now. I don't actually know what I want, I'm fine with my life right now.." They look at you weirdly.

Moon starts questioning you (again). "So, you have no idea what you want for your first wish at all? You slowly shake your head. He groans and covers his face with his hands.

You start to feel a little bad. "Sorry, I'm kind of... very indecisive." Moon stays with his face in his hands while Sun's smile falters a little.

Well. Guess you'll be stuck with them for a while... Actually, it's more like they'll be stuck with you for a while...

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Angel Of Lost Hope AU

Cw: alusions to ptsd, nightmares and divorce, Desmond is in a coma like state.

Summary: Desmond Wales lost his battle to Agent Rainbow, now trapped within his own mind. Luckily, his patients find a way to reach put to him and possibly bring him back to the waking world. Alusions to age gap (between Lucas and jerico)

->AU idea Belongs to @theallenshorefangirl I'm just merely writing it.

->"Jerico" is my self insert. They're genderfluid and in this fic they use they/them.

->Sorry for the weird formatting.

->reblogs appreciated.

Well, this was a pickle.

Milton-haven and Its residents have been ramsacked with crime,insecurity and violence. Amidst it all people took comfort in the smaller things in life, loved ones, Friends, and some even went to therapy.

The pickle in question was that the town's reisdent psicologist, Dr.Desmond Wales, was...out of comission. Well, that was one way to put it.

--Well? Have you guys thought of anything?-- Virginia asked softly, handing Allen a cup of tea-- here

Allen, who was sitting on the couch looks up at the rest of his companions, his attention diverted to the Virginia for a quick moment-- thanks-- he answered giving her a nervous smile before returning to the rest of his companions.

Rosemary sighs audibly, passing a hand through her forehead, stress settled deep within her mind. In the background they can hear the heart monitor noise coming from Lucas' bedroom. --if we can create a diluted solution of agent rainbow, we might have a chance at taking him back, but if we dont do it right theres a risk we either succumb to our shadow or we die

Max raised a brow,arms crossed over his chest-- Well isn't that wonderfull?. How the hell do we beat our "shadow" self?

--Well,we'll have to fight them. Not in a physical sense but rather....-- the scientist trails off trying to find the right word-- accept them? They are all we repress About ourselves.. it would be a very shocking first engagement. Thats the part that could kill us, besides the chemical melting our brain

--Well that doesn't sound appealing-- Virginia muttered and Allen couldnt help but chuckle a little.

At this, the only person in the room that has not yet spoken was Lucas, the owner of the cabin that they were all in. The ex military Man leans on the door frame, arms crossed and setting his weight on his right leg. Hes deathly silent.

--Lucas?-- Rosemary calls out-- whats up?

--I'm going in-- he simply replied-- Now I understand if y'all don't. Max has his family and the rest of ya have a life. I lost enough people in mine, and 'm not 'bout to lose 'nother one

Then, the room quietens. Theres a sense both dread and indecisiveness, the sound of the heart monitor is almost deafening its both a grim reminder of why they were all there and a sliver of hope that Desmond was still in the realm of the living.

Allen's eyes fall on his tea,dark as night yet sweet to the taste,Much like him, he looked intimidating and people didn't really like him much, but truthfully he was a sweet guy, he just wanted to help people-- I'm going too, he helped me a lot and..it wouldn't be right for me to not help him back.

Rosemary looked at Desmond and then Lucas-- seems fitting I go too, I was the one who brought back that thing from retirement. I gotta set things right.

Virginia was nervously picking at the hem of her sleeve, the purple material soft to the touch-- if theres anything I can do to help desmond then... I'm in

Max sighed, scratching the back of his neck-- well... the doc here has been a great help. I might need to call my daughter first

Lucas' face softened, he turns to Max and says-- ya don't gotta come with, ya have a little girl to take care of

The other Man just let out a somber huff of air through his nose-- without desmond I can't see 'er. Court mandated sessions and all...even if I changed therapists I doubt they'll understand me like the doc did...

--Well...it's settled then?-- Rosemary asked-- we're all going? -- she gets a Group nodd in response-- 'kay..I'll need some time to dilute the chemicals so maybe a couple of days

Then Allen perked up-- just one quick question...if we're all there... who stays here to look after us?

Lucas' lips purse, his fists tighten but then he relaxes his hands, shaking his head a little. Rosemary notices this and asks-- you have an idea Lucas?

--I...do-- the ex soldier replied-- there's this other patient of Desmond, young gal. I met 'em some weeks back I thought I was running late to an appointment with Desmond but turns out I wasn't, talked to them in the Hall..-- he sighed-- I just don't like the idea to rope them into this, they're young and I know what being pulled into things you dont understand can cause

--well, If its not them...-- Virginia trailed off looking at Rosemary-- you could guide us through the...what did you call it again? Collective unconcious?

--Yes-- the scientist answered-- but... I have to go-

--You can help from this side,you understand this thing better than any of us, you can pay your dues that way-- Lucas reassured.-- we'll need a voice to guide us, we can use radio wave signals to communicate

--That's actually a great idea-- she replied-- well...guess I'm staying..

--Not to be that guy...-- Max interjected-- but we should need a way to pull us all out in case something happens on this side

--If I could make your bodies process the diluted solution faster, you'll be able to come to conciousness...there might be side effects like..maybe you all hear eachother's voices in your own head-- rosemary explained-- wont be for long, just until the entirety of the solution is gone from your bodies

--So you're saying we would have telepathy?!-- Allen exclaimed and Virginia looked at him as if he was onto something.

The scientist chuckled at the kid-like joy Allen had displayed-- something like that

--Cool!-- the lighthouse keeper mutters with a smile.

--Well, Rosemary and I Will stay here and figure how to dilude the chemicals,you Guys should go get ready, give us a few days-- Lucas answered sitting up Straight and pushing himself off the door frame he was leaning on.

After a few moments each person within the cabin leave, Allen and Virgnia seem lost in a quiet yet energetic conversation, Max seems deep in thought.

Rosemary looks at the floor for a moment-- you know...we could use some back up

Lucas Turned to the scientist with mild anger on his face-- Rosemary...

--Listen. I'm not saying rope them into it. I'm saying let them check in on me every few days, bring groceries and stuff

The ex military stands besides the scientist,arms crossed-- and risk 'em being followed and endager our mission?

--you care about 'em, don't you? -- she turns to him with a brow raised.

--W-well I care about them as anyone would do-- he answered, voice stammering and eyes darting away

--Y'know what I mean, Cole

--It's none of yer bussiness-- He answered.

--if anyone from mayer saw you talking to them they might be in danger-- she Warned-- don't think this whole thing won't go unnoticed

--The hell do you expect me to tell 'em?! "Oh hey why dont you come stay at my cabin in the middle of the Woods,why? Oh the goverment is looking for you!" 

--When you put it like that-- rosemary started, but then she sighed-- look I can call them and tell 'em I call on behalf of Desmond. The Office isn't a safe spot...in fact the only thing keeping us undercover is the tin Foil you set up and the curtains being drawn-- Then she took a moment to think-- Unless...how were they when talking to you? Did they lean in? Copy your body stance?

--uh..I guess? I noticed their voice go down a few pitches-- he answered-- why?

--that's great! Okay here's the thing. Call 'em,tell 'em you wanna meet and make 'em come here to the park -- she started,noticing the increasing flusteredness of her companion-- what?

Lucas scratched the back of his neck-- how do I put this? I don't know how to talk to people,I'm outta practice

--You're talking to me right now

--You know what I mean-- he huffed,scowling at the smirk the woman gives him-- don't look so smug

--So you do have a crush on 'em-- she smirked-- adorable

--You're the worst-- he complained,folding his arms over his chest.

--Look. Chicks dig a Man in uniform-- rosemary started-- what's the worst that could happen? They say no and that's the end of that

Lucas gives an "are you kidding me?" Look to the woman and answers--it's not that easy!

She stands up from sitting on the table and faces her companion--Trust me,Cole. You call em up, and say "Hey,I really enjoyed our talk the other day. can we meet at Elysium Park?" Its infalible, you're nice and honest and it's a place usually filled with people which means they know that there Will be people around,which makes it safe! Witnesses and all that

--And if they ask how I got their number?-- he asks.

--Phone books!

--Great,make me look like a creep why dont you?

Rosemary rolled her eyes-- fine. You can tell them Desmond gave you their number

--Doesn't that violate patient confidentiality?

--Seesh you're complicated! Just call 'em up! Go!-- she Gently pushed him towards the phone resting on a coffee table-- Check if their file are on that paper stack over there-- she pointed at one of the other sofas.

--This is unbelivable-- he growled with warm cheeks and a scowl.

--You'll thank me later!-- rosemary shouted as her companion left, Taking great enjoyment in the way Lucas stomps off towards the files grumbling curses.

Rumaging through the files he finally finds the one belonging Jerico, he sighs under his breath. After finding the number he closes the file a little too abruptly And quickly starts pressing the numbers on his phone.

From where he was sitting,Lucas could see the smug face rosemary was giving him. He finishes pressing the number and puts the speaker part of the phone against his trapezius mouthing-- Fuck off -- and then when she laughs he gives her the middle finger. A really mature interaction between two adults, as you can tell.

Finally, Jerico picks up. Their voice startles Lucas a little bit-- Uh, Hello?

--uhm Hi,it's Lucas the guy you met ar Dr.Wales' Office..

--Oh hey Lucas!-- Their tone was cheery and oddly energetic-- how are you?

--Oh uh- 'M alright. How about you?

--Tired but fine. Glad summer break is starting,university has been kicking my ass-- they reply.

--Yeah I bet. Hey lissen uh- I really enjoyed our talk the other day, can we meet up?-- he hears them squeal on the other side of the phone, he has to clear his throat as blush spreads across his cheeks. Good to know they were excited to see him too.

--Yes. Uh yes of course! Where'd you think we should meet up?

--Elysium park? On the entrance to the dinner?

--cool! Sure. What time?

--Does tomorrow twelve am work for you?-- he asked, looking at Rosemary whose just making kissy lips at him. He grabs a crumpled ball of paper and throws it at her, barely missing his target. Damn he had good aim.

--Yes. It does-- they answer-- One more thing though, How did you get house number?

His cheeks go dark red, he has to cough a little to play off just how flustered he was-- Ah well the doc gave it to me

On the other side of the line,Jerico had their brows raised. They humm as if to say "huh. Interesting" and then they answer-- alright then. See you tomorrow, take care!

--Y-You too, see ya

They hang up first, Lucas takes a quick moment to snap out of it. He clears his throat and settles the phone back to where it was previously.

--Sooo?--Rosemary asked peeking from behind the doorframe, Like a nosy younger sibling.

--I guess I'll be seein' 'em-- he replied looking away, arms folded over his chest and acting all tough and rough.

--Wonderfull!-- she squeals-- they grow up so fast

--aintcha s'pposed to be workin' or somethin'?! Dontcha have better things to do?!-- he exclaimed his flusteredness increasing.

--I'm waiting on some equipment to finish running a few formulas to dilute Agent Rainbow-- she replied nonchalantly,shrugging a little-- I'm just killing time

--I'm going out, 'M gonna practice my aim-- he grabs his jacket haphazardly thrown on the one person sofá and walks to the entrance to his cabin muttering-- so Next time I throw something at you I actually hit you square in the face -- he of course didn't mean it. He was trying to look all tough and manly, rosemary didn't buy in his threat.

Meanwhile, Max had just arrived at his house, muttering under his breath. The door of his house opens a little too roughly, he closes it with a slam and locks it. His jacket is thrown to the nearest chair and as he goes to the fridge he says-- weird chemicals, governent conspiracies...the hell did you got into now Nyaagard.

He takes out a beer and opens it hitting the underside of the bottlecap on the corner of the table-- Unbelivable...

Sitting down on his couch, he sighs audibly, he lands roughly against the cushioned surface. His feet propped up on the coffee table, he looks at the ceiling taking a swig from his drink.

Max's eyes dart to the phone Next to the TV. He had to at least try and call Madison, let her know he would be out,make sure his little girl was alright.

Another sigh falls past his lips yet again. Swirling his beer he takes another sip and stands up, leaving the bottle on the coffee table and picking up the phone

Soon he dials up the number of his ex-wife's home and he anxiously knocks on the wooden surface of the dresser where the phone and TV rested on.

A woman picks up,he knows the voice--Hello?

--Hey...-- He starts.

--Im hanging up

--No wait! Look, Can I just talk to Maddie? I gotta leave for a job soon and I just want to hear her voice

Theres a short but heavy silence that Is interrupted by his ex wife calling out to Madison. A smile appears on his face as he hears his daughter's excited steps up to the phone.

--Daddy!-- Madison exclaims.

--Hello sweetheart-- Max says softly, a kind of softness reserved just for his kid-- how are ya?

--'m fine! Oh I had this thing happen to me at school n'-- Max diligently hears his daughter go on a rant for a solid ten minutes, smiling tenderly.

When she finished he adds-- thats really interesting sweetie, Hey lissen, Daddy has to go away for a bit. I'm not sure when I'm comin' Back but.. I love ya sweetheart

--Love ya too daddy! Good luck!!

He chuckled and said his goodbyes to his kid, then his ex wife adds-- whatever you do,be carefull

--I Will, Keep her safe for me

--Will do

He hangs up and lets out a heavy sigh. Scratching the back of his neck, knocking on wood one last time before returning to the sofá and resume his drinking.

By sunfall Rosemary had the exact formula, she was nothing but efficient. She would spend the rest of the night up until she managed to dilute Agent Rainbow. Next morning Lucas would find Rosemary passed out on her desk.

As the sun rises and Lucas makes his way to the coffee machine, he barely got any sleep at night. Night terrors wouldn't leave him alone.

But, he had to focus on the good things. He was a step closer to saving desmond, and...he could see his crush before plunging into the uncertainty and almost certain death of his mission. Lucas decided to start by having breakfast and leaving a mug of coffee besides rosemary.

He pats her back shaking her a little-- Rose? Wake up. I made ya coffee

The scientist grumbles that she would wake up soon and he finished his own coffee, making his way to a duffel bag to Grab some of his clothes and walking up to the bathroom, he had to get ready for the day ahead

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Aahh! Thanks so much for replying to me, it was super helpful! I really appreciate how in-depth it was too. I shall try reblogging something now (v excited hehe). Can I be bold and ask for any writer recs? I've seen you talk about June and Ursa alot, so I'll make sure to check them out! (You prob have it somewhere, but it's 2am and I need sleep haha) I don't mind getting assigned a random emoji (I'm far too indecisive to pick one tbh haha). I hope your tummy feels better! Thanks so much again!!

sorry to everyone im about to @ in this post sfdkhsdf BUT

(also i saw ur first reblog and sdkfhd anon ur SO cute!! i recommend finding a profile pic somewhere and changing it so ppl don't block you while assuming you're a bot!!)

ok so all of these ppl write for svt and i believe also write for other groups? i'm mainly going by svt writers who ik have posted fics before!! i'm so sorry in advance bc i know i'm leave some ppl off btw just bc i don't want this post to get super long :(

even tho you said you've seen me talk about june and ursa, i'll @ them here again so you can find their blogs

although june i don't think has written anything (yet), she tags everything she reblogs/recs over at @junhui-recs so v good source to find writers <3!! i trust a lot of june's taste tbh + she's just a lovely person to interact with in general <3

ursa @thepixelelf is also a lovely person and writer and i fully suggest checking out her social media AUs if that's your thing!! they're super inclusive (gn!reader, no ulzzangs, generally ursa's writing has no reference toward reader's appearance too tbh!!) and honestly ursa is rly funny <3 love u ursa

i also recommend livvie @husbandhannie <3 livvie has very comforting writing that feels like home + she's so good about tagging things so if you need to avoid a certain topic, you most likely will (and if u dont, she absolutely does not bite and will add a trigger warning if you let her know)

(which btw i think every single person on this list is pretty solid about tagging things and open to being corrected if they leave something out!!)

sol @leejungchans also has popped up a few times on my blog i believe! sol is super duper nice and also has super cozy writing <3

aria @joshuas also has some lovely svt fics on her blog!! + aria is a huge sweetie as well (literally everyone i rec here is super nice)

elv @dokyeomblr is also a very very lovely person (mwah) who writes for multiple groups!!! one day i will go back through her masterlist n reblog when i have the brain cell to fully write out the tags she deserves <3

i don't think i've ever interacted with @suhnshinehaos aside from reblogging her renjun smau, but i like her sense of humor a lot <3 (also v inclusive smaus!!)

uhh i also don't think i've interacted with @blossom-hwa often but she seems cool and i also like her writing (i reblogged a hoshi fic from her once that i enjoyed!! + i believe she writes for both skz and golcha and being a golcha fan automatically makes u cool in my book tbh)

i will cap my list there but there are sooo many good writers out there tbh !!! i think almost everyone here i've interacted with (but even if i haven't, maybe one dayyy after i stop being hindered by anxiety lmao) but they're all super nice to people in my experience! :)

i also have a fic rec tag where i've reblogged from writers that are and aren't listed here!!

also goodnight anon <3 btw i hope 🍧 is fine with you? i can absolutely change it if you want! i just think its a cute emoji and ur cute n also sweet like shave ice is (esp on a hot day... i am so tired of summer weather)

[morganmerylhodgepodge]

So..... Mafia.

TL;DR: Should I combine aspects of the original Mafia and Mafia Definitive Edition into one for my project? Or not? And should this comic be colour or black and white when I eventually do the art?

Sorry if me asking these sorts of questions is annoying or bothersome.

On the one hand it also feels fruitless, because what if I can never draw again? On the other hand this is why Im doing all this, because if I CAN draw again, I'll still be doing something creative right now, and have all of the other stuff done pretty much, and I'll be able to just concentrate on the art and really make it good.

And... obviously... unfortunately... I'm a naturally indecisive person and someone who often sees value in multiple ways of things... for lack of a better way to put that.

But more in depth…

But Ive got several questions regaurding the adaptation process rattling around in my brain.

Thinking a lot about Mafia since I got into it.

I cant help but want to take hold of this energy Ive got going on.

Why not set The Quarry aside for a moment and work on Mafia instead?

First of all, for LA Noire I know that both because the game comes with a black and white mode I prefer to play in and because it fits the noir vibe better, Im going to make that comic black and white.

Mafia Definitive edition also has a black and white noir mode that looks fantastic. Even better than LA Noire's and it would be cool to have more than one black and white comic, since I know most will be in full colour. That said, it also looks gorgeous in full colour. and several set pieces from the original 2002 Mafia have nice colour as well. Not to mention an iconic character outfit from both the entirety of the 2002 game and the end of Definitive edition feels like it would be more iconic to say the least in colour.

Second and IMO more important, While this project was to adapt these into motion comics, using the games as audio, while I VASTLY prefer the Definitive Edition for several reasons, there are quite a few lines I like from the original game. But both games have VERY different casts.

Its made me wonder if:

A. I should Adapt JUST from Definitive Edition and still do a motion comic.

B. Adapt a story from both games and just do a regular comic, with no video.

C. Adapt a motion comic from both games, but only use the audio from Definitive edition and have the original's audio silent.

D. Adapt a motion comic with only music and SFX but NO voices from EITHER game.

or the big wild card option…

E. Fully adapt both games into a motion comic, including audio from both games, even though the voices are different, counting on the eventual art to do the heavy lifting on convincing that these different voices go to the same characters?

What do you guys think about all this? Not going to do a poll. Those seem unreliable and tbh I get antsy. Plus since I just got into it, I know not everyone is going to care since they might not know much about these games themselves. But just from an adaptational standpoint, I'd love to hear y'alls opinions on this. This is quickly becoming hugely interesting for a number of reasons, and I really want to do right by this story, as is with all the other ones I want to adapt for this larger project.

[waiting-on-a-dream]

is it okay to ask what kind of tarot nicknames would xenon give to my kids? 👉👈if you did that before, i'm sorry, my brain's been feeling kinda foggy lately.. (OH and i have a lot of rsa ocs, so i think that should make this job easier hdfjdksd)

Eh~? Someone wants their ocs to have Xenon nickname privileges? 😆 Okay!

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Vance Mintberry: Emperor

UPRIGHT: Authority, establishment, structure, a father figure REVERSED: Domination, excessive control, lack of discipline, inflexibility

The Emperor is a card of leadership and power. He is an authoritative force who has been through many experiences to achieve this status. He represents structure and solidity, and reminds you that you, too, hold immense amounts of power over your own life, and what happens to it.

I picked this card because Vance has ambitions to accomplish great things in NRC. Perhaps the Chariot card would fit him better, right? That's where the second part of the equation comes in. Deep down, Vance actually wants people to respect him and look up to him, but he will never say that. Emperor it is!

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Merrill Gardner: Hanged man

UPRIGHT: Pause, surrender, letting go, new perspectives REVERSED: Delays, resistance, stalling, indecision

The Hanged Man tells you that sometimes small sacrifices must be made in order to benefit the bigger picture. When The Hanged Man arises in your reading, you likely want to make a move, but don't even know where to begin. Begin by letting go. Lightening your grip on something that's no longer working for you or detaching from the outcome of your situation can help you release yourself.

Okay, the description of this card sounds very serious, but I actually picked this card kind of as a joke. Merrill has this whole deal with Idia due to Idia finding out about his Magicam account, right? I mean...He didn't have to make that deal if he just...didn't care about people finding out? Idia probably didn't care anyway.

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Austin Valiente: Hermit

UPRIGHT: Soul-searching, introspection, being alone, inner guidance REVERSED: Isolation, loneliness, withdrawal

The Hermit yearns to be alone. He knows that the only way to process what is happening in life is to withdraw from the noise of the world and create a quiet space of solitude. When The Hermit comes up in your reading, the answers you need will come from within. Be very still, and listen...

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Minnie Lynley: Justice

UPRIGHT: Justice, fairness, truth, cause and effect, law REVERSED: Unfairness, lack of accountability, dishonesty

Justice is your firm-but-fair reminder that karma is real, and there is a consequence for every action. Whatever life is handing you at this moment comes from decisions you've made in the past, and whether it's a punishment or a reward, it is exactly what you deserve. When this card comes up in your Tarot reading, make sure you are acting fairly in all your interactions with others.

I'm going to be honest with you Lina, the first time I read her profile, I thought she was kind of sexist? "Minnie is a very serious and hardworking girl, who is aggressive and rude with boys, but caring and affectionate with other girls. She believes that all guys are lazy and irresponsible and she doesn’t think that she can rely on them." I don't know what's her backstory, but I do think its mean for her to be aggressive and rude to boys just because of their gender.

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Hayden Dahl: Devil

UPRIGHT: Shadow self, attachment, addiction, restriction, sexuality REVERSED: Releasing limiting beliefs, exploring dark thoughts, detachment

The Devil card carries heavy feelings of restraint and powerlessness. When he comes up in your Tarot reading, you are likely feeling like you have no control and are stuck in a situation you don't want to be in. The Devil has convinced you that you have no options, but this couldn't be further from the truth. You are not being trapped by external forces, but by your own limitations or unwillingness to move forward. You hold the keys to your own freedom, but it's up to you to open the lock.

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 Riley Glacier: Lover

UPRIGHT: Love, harmony, relationships, values alignment, choices REVERSED: Self-love, disharmony, imbalance, misalignment of values

It's no surprise The Lovers card represents the close relationships in your life. If it comes up in your Tarot reading, your love life is in need of extra focus and attention. However, this is just as much a card about your values and decisions. You may find The Lovers come up when you are at a crossroads, and must consider all the possible consequences of your choices.

It seems he's a familial yandere with Allen as his obsession. But Allen doesn't like him, so maybe he should shift his priorities?

[miabrown007]

2, 3, 14 and 25 for the end of the year game!!!

2) least favorite fic you wrote this year

uh, probably The Sound of Silence. I don't think it's a bad fic, and collabing on it was a lot of fun, Lukanette just isn't my thing

3) favorite line/scene you wrote this year

“As long as I can spend time with my favourite civilian, I don’t mind.” She shrugged, her eyes twinkling playfully.

Adrien’s breath hitched and he broke out in a coughing fit. Honestly, it was quite fortunate — at least he could blame his red cheeks on the lack of oxygen. “Yeah um, that’s- that’s nice of you to say.”

“I mean, sure, I can very much appreciate a calm evening at home with someone special, but then when could I wear this?” she asked and spun around her axis with a tingling laugh. She extended her arms to the side but she didn’t take her eyes off of Adrien’s face, resulting in her stepping on the hem of her dress, which sent her stumbling forward.

Adrien wasn’t thinking. His muscles moved by their own accord as he leapt out to catch his partner by her waist before she crashed into the polished tiles.

He held her with steady hands, just a few centimeters above the ground as she looked up at him with those breathtakingly beautiful bluebell eyes that he could get lost in forever. She was so close, her scent was practically scratching at Adrien’s brain, prompting, trying, because she smelled of vanilla and-

“Looks like I’m falling for you, aren’t I?” she chuckled.

Adrien let go.

my favourite scene from don't ask questions you don't wanna know (aka the moment I realized the Ladrien agenda was creeping up on me)

and because I'm indecisive as heck, here are some of my favourite lines I wrote, conveniently wrapped in a single scene of love is an open door

“I’m… I’m not all that good with words. That’s why...”

Adrien shrugs.

“I’m sorry, but I find that hard to believe Mr. ‘you get a nickname, you get a nickname, you all get a nickname’ Noir.”

He stifles a smile with a grimace — a grimace with a smile? — and drops his eyelashes. “No one told you yet that everyone lies on the internet?”

“No one told you yet that to every lie, there is some truth?”

“But the real me- He is not- I am not even nearly…” He tries to explain, but a gentle squeeze tells him it’s unnecessary. She knows .

Pizza with extra pineapple.

“You know, Marinette is clumsy,” she whispers it like a secret. Because it is. “She gets easily carried away when the ones she lov—” a cough, artificial, “—when her friends are hurting. She is not nearly as bulletproof as Ladybug. But that doesn’t make me any less one or the other.”

Marinette has a gift, Adrien is sure. (Marinette is a gift, but that is not something he is quite ready to shout from the top of his lungs yet.) Marinette’s gift is finding the pressure points instinctively. Marinette’s gift is nailing the angle, until the resistance falls apart from a single click of the mouse, a word at the tip of her tongue.

Marinette’s .

14) a fic you didn’t expect to write

don't ask questions you don't wanna know

I didn't want to write this fic! honest! that's why will you be my girlfriend? exists, actually, because I thought I could be done with the prompt that kept bugging my brain, and move on to other things. apparently, I couldn't. but I don't regret it one bit :D

25) a fic you read this year you would recommend everyone read

a hypothesis, an experiment, and a coincidence by Peachcitt! this fic is just so good!! it's hilarious, and emotional with the perfect blend of angst, and it has two of my favourite things, love and science. (and it was posted on my birthday, the literal perfect timing of the universe!) and the writing is so good! I open this fic regularly to get inspiration for prpr and drunk fics, because it's just-- ughh, so good!!

from the end of the year asks

[hypnosis-micrpohone-things]

Hello! I loved your Blog! Matchup, please!! I'm 19, I'm small, I'm 1.52. I am shy, introverted and have problems with my self-esteem. I don't speak much, I speak little, low and fast. I am adaptable and changeable and for this reason I seem to have several "personalities". Anyone who knows me tells me that I am a very good and naive person. I am kind, sweet, sensitive, smiling, distracted, clumsy, I can say that I am always daydreaming. (1/4)🌸

I am self-critical, systematic,resentful. I may seem calm, but I get easily annoyed. I speak bad words and I like to make jokes, often even macabre. Strangers find me strange and macabre. I care a lot about people, I like to take care of everyone, be it an acquaintance or a stranger. I am generous, jealous, perhaps a little exaggerated. I like what is fair, wickedness, injustice and etc. make me extremely angry. I am helpful, lazy, indecisive, I have a hard time saying "no". (2/4)🌸

I don't like to hurt and hurt people or any living thing, when I hurt I feel horrible. I can cry easily, I am needy, I like the attention of those I love. I don't know what it wants to be in the future, but I hope I can help more people, animals, lives. They say I have an easy time healing people.I like dark things and I hate violent things (horror movies with gross murders make me horrified). I like to watch series, anime, movies, cartoons, research on the occult and many other things. (3/4)🌸

I don't have hobbies because the only thing I want is to relax and I don't have much of a heart for things, but sometimes I listen to music, play a few games and sometimes watch something. But I miss drawing and writing. Some characters that people say look like me: Rosa (Final Fantasy IV), Tina (Final Fantasy VI), Luna (Final fantasy XV), Ochako (Boku no Hero), Amajiki (Boku no hero). Sorry for the various messages, I feel it is incomplete (4/4)🌸

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So, this ask is a bit long...I forgot to put it in my last rules so I’ll let it slide, but I usually only take requests that fit in one ask. Anyways, based on what you’ve told me, I’d match you with...

Jiro!

You gave me so much information to work with, but every time I finished a paragraph my brain just went, “Jiro, it’s Jiro.” For some reason I don’t have a doubt in my mind. Now, since your ask was so long I’m going to explain your matchup a bit differently.

Age and Appearance: You are very close to each other in age, and I feel like he would love how you look! Being part of a similar generation usually helps people get along. He has no problem with your height. It actually makes him feel more “manly”.

Shy and Kind: Jiro has no problem being outgoing, but he is also very respectful of people who are not. He understands that everyone has different comfort levels when it comes to meeting/being around people. What he would look for in a person is what’s in their heart. His first concern is whether or not you are a good person, and your kindness comes through despite you shy nature.

Self-Critical and Caring: I feel like Jiro is also very self critical deep down. He knows he’s not the most logical person and that he often gets himself into trouble, and he can beat himself up over it sometimes. He would always understand the way you feel in that respect. Just know that he would never fault you for anything, and he would always try to cheer you up! You both are very caring people who would take care of each other. The both of you would also make sure to help motivate each other to be less self-critical.

Hurt, Injustice, and Attention: All of the Buster Bros have been through a lot. The last thing any of them want to do is harm anyone and they are always working towards a more positive outcome. They all also have a strong sense of injustice. You would fit right in with the whole family in that respect! Jiro would also understand your need for attention sometimes. I believe that is part of why he acts out a bit...the middle child usually has a harder time getting attention. He would give you all the attention he could as long as you do the same for him!

Hobbies and Fun: The minute you say you like Anime you are welcome in the Yamada house! Jiro would love spending time watching TV and playing games with you and his brothers. He’d be a little taken aback by your interest in the occult, but wouldn’t discourage it. He finds some of it really cool! (And other parts terrifying...)

I hope that was enough. I feel like I should write more with a longer ask, but...I don’t know? Anyway, I hope you enjoyed it!

Runner Ups

Ichiro

Extremely similar to Jiro, expect that you two would be closer in age.

Rosho

Understands your shy personality and is very caring towards you! Also very self-critical himself, so he understands you well.

Hitoya

He also can’t stand injustice or people being hurt. Would love your kind personality, and he would motivate you to try and not be as hard on yourself.

[prettiestvisitors]

If you’re still doing the ask meme, how about Jack Dalton?

Of course! Another character I would love to talk about to anyone who would put up with me

Favorite thing about them: I like how complex his character is (in the first two seasons at least 🙄)

Least favorite thing about them: After season two it felt like the writing got lazier and a lot of characters suffered, but I think Jack sort of suffered the most by getting downgraded from a competent character to a glorified extra gun. Ugh, i could probably talk about this for a lot longer but basically they made him stupid and two dimensional for no reason and then they got rid of him like he was nothing

Favorite line: Much like with Nick, Jack talks a lot and I have a tiny little pea brain, but my favorite lines of dialog from him are his snappy remarks or his references to other stuff

BrOTP: He and Bozer are definitely bffs

OTP: MacDalton feels like the only right answer

NOTP: I've never seen any Jack centric ships that really put me off

Random headcanon: The little aside he makes about Mac and Nikki being like Taylor Swift and "whoever she's dating right now" is actually proof that he listens to Taylor's music. Furthermore, he actually tried to play it off like he didn't know anything about her, but I fully believe she's part of his guilty pleasure playlist.

Unpopular opinion: Jack isn't dumb. He and Mac are both really good at their own specific things and Jack is well versed in the knowledge he needs to have to do his job.

Song I associate with them: I'm very indecisive, sorry

Favorite picture of them: he looks very small here

[ill-be-istj-if-no-one-else-is]

INFP 4w5 back :) Thanks for answering things! I'm sorry I didn't give enough information to actually have you help me - I will do so now! I am 24. I love reading stories, both for the emotional connection to characters, and then fun of imagining myself in their adventures (I mainly read fiction). I am an artist and a writer - I do so because I enjoy expressing my views, experiences, and insights in beautiful/interesting/creative ways. I also love the act of creating in general - my mind is very

INFP cont: busy, and it helps me either slow that down or connect my brain to my body (I admittedly spend way more time in my head, but working with my hands and brain at the same time helps me feel connected to the outside world). 

So before I go on: this was a very long ask and I will therefore be ‘interrupting’ throughout in bold for my typing logic rather than rephrasing stuff down at the bottom.

Placing yourself in the story: that’s often the goal of stories anyway (and why self-insert is a whole thing) but it is consistent with Fi. Self-expression is something a lot of people like but it is particularly important to 4s. Brain-body connection as described here makes me think more Ne-Si axis but it’s hard for me to quite articulate why so...don’t quote me.

I like hanging out with my family and close friends - I hate being in crowds or in the spotlight. I find them overstimulating but also boring and I don't know what to do with body or what to say.

Pretty consistent for introverts who are intuitive (not just introverts who are intuitive but I’m going into this assuming it’s an INFP vs. INFJ thing unless I see blatant evidence for high Si or Se which so far I don’t.

I love being in nature - this is a new thing though, noticing nature for itself has only started happening since I was 20. I always liked the way it made me feel but didn't pay much attention to it in a sensory way until recent years. Now I love how peaceful and happy it makes me, how physically beautiful it is, but also all the ideas it generates in me - I think everything in nature is a symbol for something and it so fun trying to guess what those things are, or to make art out of things I find in the woods.

Could be either Ne-Si or Ni-Se for what it is; the age of onset is making me think tertiary sensing, plus the guessing the symbol rather than being more decisive makes me think Ne.

I also really love history and fantasy. History because I ideloize old ways of doing things (like gardening, pioneering, etc) ideal and exciting. I try to incorperate those things into my life and would like to be a homesteader or live in a bus one day, because it feels really free, and also I think connects us back to the way humans are meant to live.

Idolization of an idealized past is often weaker Si (nostalgia/sentimentality are often low Si things, contrary to popular belief that it’s higher Si. Seriously, talk to the average ESTJ, they have no nostalgia unless something changed drastically for the less efficient.)

I care a lot about people and social justice, but it tires me out, so I don't actually spend a lot of time engaging. I like listening to my friends and helping them sort out their feelings. I used to be really bad at DOING things for my friends, but I started to realize it was hurting them, so I am trying more and more to not just be a listening ear, but actively engage in their lives. I'm always torn between wanting to help people and make the world a better place, and just being free and doing what I want and find life giving.

At this point I’m already as you can tell leaning towards INFP much more. This also seems more INFP, with your Fi slowly realizing and maturing to a point where you are better able to care for others and meet them on their terms rather than your own.

I think A LOT, and I am very interested in understanding theories, concepets, anazlying people.

All intuitives like concepts, and while I dislike the assertion that introspection is the sole purview of introverts or intuitives, they definitely do it a lot.

Why I'm wondering if I might be an INFJ instead of an INfP? Mainly because two people I respect mentioned they thought I might be.

Yeah...without more than just “caring & empathetic” I wouldn’t put too much weight on it.

I had always thought I was just an INFP (MAYBE an ISFP, but I don't feel like a doer enough or in touch enough with the physical world - other then finding it super beautiful and day dreaming about it).

I’d agree, I’m really not getting much Se from your asks.

But they specifically thought my Fe seems very high - I am emotionally expressive, I care a lot for others, and I'm very sensitive to the emotional feel of people/places/situations.

So, sensitive to the emotional feel and emotional expressiveness are just feeler things. Without rephrasing the whole Fi/Fe post I always refer back to, I find that while high Fi users’ feelings tend to come from a more internalized place sometimes or are less typical in some of their reactions, they still are pretty emotionally expressive especially compared to your average thinker. There are a lot of very reserved IxFJs and very expressive IxFPs and the uneven stereotypes of constantly crying INFPs/IxFJs hiding their emotions for the sake of harmony hammer that point home.

I also tend to get hunches about situations and people, like what might happen or that I should/shouldn't do something, or about why someone is upset/happy, and am right pretty often (is that maybe dom Ni? with some Fe? or is that also Ne?)

Hunches can be anything; intuition is specifically preferring them over physical evidence (sensing is the opposite, so sensors often ignore their hunches if there’s evidence otherwise). Hard to tell because hunches are also related to thin slicing in neuroscience which is just a brain thing. Also this can be Si that you don’t realize is working - like, you’ve seen it before, but don’t consciously realize it.

I also wonder if my constant thinking and trying to figure things out (like obsessively trying to figure out my type) is Ti?

Eh, humans are curious and we all like to think. Ti is a specific approach to logic that for some reason got credit for way more (hint it was David Keirsey)

And I love talking about my feelings and am very comfy with it, which apparently lots of INFPs aren't?

Some aren’t, some are, see stuff above re: emotional expressiveness.

I also avoid conflict in public - I don't avoid it at all with my family, I avoid it moderately with good friends, and won't get into public debates. However, I will speak up in public if I think someone is doing something really wrong.

Could be enneagram 9 which is pretty common in Fi doms; it’s also just part of upbringing, that it’s not polite to start an argument in a lot of social situations, but okay with people you’re close with or if it’s something egregious.

I feel like I have a hard time expressing my opinions well verbally (Im fine writing), and it makes me afraid I won't say what I actually mean, and I also am afraid of the rage I feel in conflict and don't want to hurt others feelings by unleashing that.

W/r/t expression, that sort of conflicts with some of the emotional expressiveness you’d mentioned earlier, but either way tracks more with introversion than anything else. Fear of strong anger makes me wonder if you’ve enneatyped yourself correctly, though obviously I can’t tell if it’s your greatest fear. But I’d take a seriously look at 9 gut fixes.

I also don't like people trampling on my beliefs, so often just won't express them with those I'm not real close to. But I've read that high Fi users don't avoid conflict, and high Fe users do? And I am very willing to consider other people's points of view and MAYBE change my opinion, but thats pretty rare. I'm also a very empathetic listener - I think before speaking, ask good questions, and make noises to assure them im listening, which Ive also read is Fe. is that enough info?

Not liking people trampling on beliefs is pretty universal - even people who behave in an extreme doormat way usually don’t particularly like it deep down. For conflict avoidance see notes on enneagram 9. Openness to other points of view could come from Ne seeing different options, or Fi accepting other’s opinions as being able to coexist with your own usually; it’s also just a healthy adult thing to do regardless of type. Same goes for listening - those are all learned skills and so ask yourself if you did those when you were younger. I did mostly by the time I was 24 but I sure didn’t when I was 17, whereas people with higher feeling, and to some extent higher Fe more than Fi, tend to pick those up a bit more naturally and therefore earlier.

ah one last thing! I take a very long time to make descions - I want to make sure I'm doing/getting the best/right thing. which also seems not very INFP?

Not sure where you got that idea - indecisiveness until you know the optimum response is EXTREMELY INFP. Specifically Ne.

And I get very afraid of not having the idealized visions and dreams of the future I crave - I'm okay with the exact details being flushed out over time, but there are general dreams I will not give up. I've read thats more Ni then Ne?

It is but given the context of everything else, I think this can come from Fi if you see those dreams as identity, and ultimately everyone has goals and dreams.

Oh shit, thought of more things. I SUCK at finishing things - it takes crazy hard work for me to finish a project. I just get... bored and move on. Or procrastinate because other things are more interesting in the moment. But I'm also fairly academic and analytical - can INFP's be that? I find it very stimulating and when Im interested in a topic I want to learn EVERYTHING about it and understand it fully. And I hate when I have a mental problem that I can't solve. I will obsess.

INFPs can be analytical but it’s not your primary way of going about the world (nor is it for INFJs for that matter). Do you like it a lot in specific, lower-pressure contexts (say, academia)? That can be you exploring lower functions. It’s worth considering how you go about being analytical, and whether it seems more Te or Ti. The unsolved problem issue also depends on context, and learning everything can be Ne wanting all the information to fuel a very divergent thought process.

INFP 1,000: And I forgot the thing. I also orgionally started questioning because of my love for sensing things - I love physical beauty in home decor, nature, clothes, etc, and I love being in nature. When I was a teen and very stressed/unwell I overindulged in sensory things like sex/food/drinking/cutting, because it made me feel alive. In the same way now, engaging my senses in healthy ways makes me feel alive. But I do feel pretty crap at it. Which made me wonder if I had inferior Se.

OK so this isn’t directed at you but good lord does inferior Se get almost as much of a mythical out of proportion blow-out as dom Ni. A lot of inferior Se-credited unhealthy behaviors, while definitely present in dom Ni users, are also fairly universal. Namely, all the sensory things you mention will lead to endorphin rushes (hence the feeling alive - it’s brain chemistry) and all are pretty common coping mechanisms for depression, anxiety, or stress to the point that two of them are on the PHQ-9 depression screening. You would be hard pressed to find someone who’d never indulged in at least one under stress, and most people have indulged in several. This has been my PSA that typing based on inferior Se behaviors is a dangerous game for exactly that reason.

Anyway: overall, I see strong evidence for INFP and I’d look at enneagram 9 for some of the more conflict avoidant parts; perhaps more than 4 even though it could just be a strong 9 gut-fix as the second part of your tritype, and maybe a 5 head fix for the analytical stuff. Unless you have more details on the people who typed you INFJ I can’t really refute their arguments,but I see much more INFP for the reasons above.