#QIM

[butchdykekondraki]

TUMBLR ATE MY ASK ISTG anyway. do you think commie would look down at ancom's body - with remorse but no regret, because it was always going to go like this, because ancom's death was necessary. do you think he would say something, to the colorless corpse. do you think commie would tell ancom he loved qim. do you think commie would try to say sorry, at the very least, because what else is there to do? sorry. not real in the slightest. but commie just wants to see - maybe there is something there, maybe he will feel regret and have that if nothing else, maybe ancom's eyes will flutter open and green will seep back into qim as if nothing ever happened, as if this is fixable - obviously not. because when the word falls from his lips it just feels dirty. like a trick to manipulate someone who could never hear it. because commie isn't sorry. apologies are for when you wish you could take it back. apologies are for when you aren't going to do it again. but he wouldn't and he will. this is how it was always going to happen, remember? so. as commie does best. he picks up a shovel and starts to dig. ancom liked the flowers, after all. the grave isn't an apology, but he hopes, as he lowers qui into the ground, it's an act of compassion. a concession to qim. the worst kind, of course - useless compassion, concessions to those who can't register them anymore (he imagines ancom's voice, thanking him, and it's not something he should be allowed to have even in fantasy.) - but, it's something, right? / he covers qim with dirt and knows that it isn't.

(help why did you make me write centricide fic for the first and last time)

[burning-sol]

me trying to come up with my own designs is always such a weird process. i dont know how i landed on these two looking like this but i am now attached. theyre t4t btw..... if you even care............

[postcard-from-the-past]

Ħaġar Qim temple complex on Malta

British vintage postcard

[khiphopflipflop]

Qim Isle  (김아일)

[hulijingemperor2]

Good luck on your trip, Huangdi.

Goodluck Huangdi.

Yao: thank you. *smile* I'll be back shortly.

Hail the Mengs!

Yao: mn. Make sure that my hostage, Lan Xichen gets proper treatment for his injuries.

Will do, Huangdi.

Xichen: I love to be your hostage. *kneels* Huangdi.

Yao: come. *supports him* you shouldn't be kneeling with your injuries.

Xichen: *smile* A-Yao Huangdi, do you forgive me?

Yao: *grabs his wrist* you fought your entire clan for me. It would be unfair not to forgive you.

Xichen: A-Yao. I care about you a lot. Your empire and your Jianghu has a great Huangdi.

Yao: I'm so happy that you care for me so much, and I'm impressed by your valour. But you still have to apologize to A-niang as well. 

Xichen: sure, I definitely will. I'll apologize to her.

Yao: good.

Zixuan and team dimple: *glares at Xichen*

Zixuan: Foxy. Have a safe trip. *hugs* I'll take care of your residence, the temple and your imperial affairs for you while you're gone.

Yao: thank you. You're the best!

Zixuan: and I'll keep an eye on Zewu Jun.

Xichen: *nervous* heh heh.

Zixuan: if you get on my nerves, I'll feed you to your Lan family.

I'm not afraid to deport you.

Xichen: rest assured. I won't be a problem. And I have apologized to Ayao. 

Zixuan: mn.

Su She: shall we, Huangdi?

We'll teleport half way.

Mo xuanyu: Lan lips, don't cause any drama when we're gone. Don't stress out Xuan gege.

Xue yang: *laughing* Lan lips isn't a kid, yuyu. Anyways, we want him to behave himself, haha.

Jinling: *exits with Rusong*

Rusong: A-Die, I'm ready.

Yao: lovely.

Jinling: xiao shushu, can I come?

A-Die, I'm going with Xiao shushu and Rusong.

Yao: sure you can come, A-Ling.

Zixuan: yea, baby. Go ahead. You and A-Song make an adorable team.

~~~

Dongying 📍

Afterwards, they arrived at the Guanyin temple. This time, it's only the Mengs and a few hulijings (close to the Mengs) were the only ones there.

Meng Shi sat on a lotus shaped seat with her nine tails out, while Rusong and Jinling stood near her, holding incense sticks.

Yao, Qin Su, team d and a few hulijings entered slowly with incense sticks as well. Then when they fully entered the temple, they kowtowed three times.

A-Yao and the rest: may goddess Meng attain immortality.

And grant us with prosperity and good health.

Yao: goddess of Hulijings, I as Huangdi of all fox spirits request you to bless my empire with everything they need.

Meng Shi: certainly, Meng Ziyao Tianzi.

I'll always work towards the wellbeing of your empire. As a goddess.

Yao'er I'm proud of your leadership and resilience.

Yao: thank you. *kowtows, along with Qin Su and the rest*

Rusong: *kowtows* goddess Nainai, you look very beautiful. And I'm glad that you are in Dongying and Yunping, safe and sound.

Meng Shi: thank you Taizi Dianxia Rusong.

May you and Rulan Dianxia be prosperous. You both will become powerful emperors one day.

Both: with yours and our parents guidance.

Qin Su: *kowtows* taihou, I love your son, Ziyao Tianzi. I hope I'm the perfect match for him.

Meng Shi: Qin Huanghou, of course you are. You keep standing by his side. And that goes for you too, team dimple.

Qin Su: I'm so happy to know I have pleased you.

Meng Shi: does team dimple have anything to say or ask.  

You were all over my son.

Team dimple: *rambling for words*

Su she: Huangdi.....gorgeous.

Mo xuanyu: because he's hot! Goddess. Forgive me for using the word hot. I'm a girly with a few vocabulary.

Xue yang: hehehehe. You saw? Of course you saw.

Su she: of course she saw. She's immortal.

Meng Shi: *laughing*

Su she: goddess, Huangdi is my life. I'm ready to die for him. Same for the rest of team dimple.

My Nanping killed many of his enemies.

Meng Shi: impressive. You're so ideal.

Mo xuanyu: we're madly in love with Yao gege.

Xue yang: we actually worship the ground he walks on, taihou.

Meng Shi: aww. I love you so much, team dimple. How devoted you are.

Yao: A-niang, the temple will open to the public this evening.

Meng Shi: so be it, Yao'er.

Jinling: can you communicate with goddess Guangyin? And do you meet up with spirits and immortals alike?

Meng Shi: of course. The goddess and I are very close, and She loved the fact that A-Yao did all this for me.

I can see and talk to spirits who are transitioning.

Madam Lan and Madam Mo are my best friends.

Mo xuanyu: A-niang??

Meng Shi: yea. And I think she has a crush on me, ever since we met in the streets of Yunping.

She was bragging about her evil sister.

Mo xuanyu: she's right. My aunt used to mistreat us a lot.

Meng Shi: how tragic. I hate how she treated you two.

Madam mo and I had also bonded over Jin guangshan and his shit.

Mo xuanyu: awww.

Meng Shi: Shanshan, don't be jealous. I met your mom too.

She and Madam Lan were actually friends though. And I think they were third cousins, like really distant.

Su she: how was she like with you? I was only 10 when my parents passed.

I remember them, but I would love to see how you see her.

Meng Shi: You're soft and stubborn just like Madam Su. And your A-Die was very loyal, devoted and dedicated to whatever he set his mind to.

Both weren't clan heirs, but they were righteous cultivators.

They knew about fox spirits too.

Su she: how interesting.

Meng Shi: Madam Su is really cute though. I really enjoy spending time with her.

And I also see Madam Yu and Cangse Sanren time to time.

Jinling: you saw my weipo?!

Meng Shi: mhm. She's really strong willed.

If you see your jiujiu, you see her.

Jinling: that's amazing.

Meng Shi: I love how she fought for her sect. She was a true hero.

Rusong: goddess Nainai. Can you tell me about our Meng ancestors? Can we still communicate with Them?

Meng Shi: mn, I'll tell you A-Song. You can indeed go to the ancestral hall and communicate with them. But make sure you present some offerings to summon them.

Rusong: mn.

Meng Shi: First, we start with the founder of the Meng Imperial family.

He's the oldest of the old, Emperor Meng Huang Hu. Because of him, every empire has Hu (fox) in the title. For example, Huyao.

Lao Huang because an immortal after death.

He was actually the grandson of Meng Po, the goddess of forgetfulness and oblivion.

Meng Po erased his memory of him being related to her, so that he'll be a humble Huangdi. Actually a prophecy revealed that he would be extremely haughty, narcissistic and almost tyrannical, knowing that his grandmother is divine. But that wasn't good for the grandmaster of an imperial family.

This was done for the preservation of the clan.

When Yao'er became a part of the venerated triad, he picked Lianfang zun, which means hidden fragrance master.

The master of not flaunting his talent and wealth.

That fits with the Meng ideals.

Don't be flashy.

Be splendourous when necessary, or even if you're naturally glamorous.

Don't show off your talent to look down at others.

Then comes Emperor Meng of fox spirits (Meng Huang's great ×6 grandson)

His name was Meng Mengyuan. This is the reason why every Meng has dimples.

He was  known for his deep dimples and his goodlooks, and fox spirits coined it as imperial dimples.

Lao Yuan, used to resemble A-Yao a little, actually.

Being proud of his family and his beauty,

Later, Lao Yuan ordered that dimples should be his family trait and a sign of aristocracy.

Hulijings started copying the style by painting on dimples to look rich.

He had about 8 concubines.

Him and the first Meng furen~ empress Wan were the parents of my yeye, Meng Xiayuan or Xia Huangdi.

Yeye had dimples as well. And Nainai, Cao, was his favorite concubine. Unfortunately, yeye died when some assasin cut of his tails.

Afterwards, my parents came in. Meng Zhiyue, aka Zhi Huangdi, and Xixi.

Even though everyone was head over heels for A-Die, he had no concubines. Maybe he did, but wasn't close to them.

He married A-niang, a beautiful fox spirit. A-niang was a poet, singer and musician, and her parents owned a silk factory.

Unfortunately they died when I was 8. And I had to start my journey as an empress at 14

Then that's when corruption broke out and didn't know how to deal with that issue.

The advisors were easy to be bribed and the ministers were greedy. You couldn't really trust anyone.

Yea, there were empresses in between the line but they think they could have usurped the empire from a 14 year old girl.

Anyways, everything changed with my beloved A-Yao!

He managed to merge the Jianghu, the Kitsunes and Gumihos as one empire. He set up 1200 watchtowers, funded infrastructure, promoted Healthcare, and woman's rights.

He made a system where Jin and Qin clan members would fund the poor, who hired them.

A-Yao had prohibited exploitation of Women, and gave them jobs equal to men in a sexist society. He also opened schools in each district. He founded the Meng sect so that hulijings can attain perfection. A-Yao improved exports, trade and the arts..

And not to mention that all the clan clan leaders are A-Yao's harem members.

And then there's you, Rusong. You'll be the future emperor.

The Mengs will forever be glorious.

Rusong: I promise to continue the prestige of out Meng dynasty.

And thank you for giving me the Meng history.

Meng Shi: no problem, A-song.

Yao: we came a long way, A-niang.

Meng Shi: yes we did.

Thereafter, Lan Xichen enters carrying incense.

Mo xuanyu: what is Lan lips doing here?

Xue yang: Shanshan, let's go stop him.

Su she: yea. Despite his injuries and being forbidden by Zixuan.

Yao: stop.

Team dimple: ok, Huangdi.

Xichen: *kowtows* may the goddess of Hulijings grant us with prosperity and good health.

Forgive me, a mere Lan clan leader, Lan Huan Xichen, the first Jade of Gusu.

Tittle Zewu Jun.

I should have stood by Huangdi's side. I admitted that I failed him. I fought my own sect and went against my uncle and teacher for him.

Meng Shi: It's alright.

You have shown your deep love for A-Yao by a heroic act. It resolves all the wrongs you did.

I forgive you, dear.

Xichen: thank you so so much!!!

I'm grateful.

Meng Shi: *heals his injuries*

Yao: Huan, I thought you were guarded by Zixuan???? How did you pass him and his guards.

Xichen: him and the empress were getting a facial done, so I took one of Minshan's teleportation talisman and teleported out. Zixuan doesn't know a thing, but I might have to hide from him a little.

*pouts* would Huangdi protect me?

Yao: *laughing* I'll see. It's kind of hard to convince Zixuan, haha. But I will try.

Xichen: *kisses his dimple*

Qin Su: Lan gui fei. I'm the head of the harem, and I expect more from you. Please don't do anything to hurt Huangdi.

Xichen: I promise, Huanghou.

Qin Su: but what about the Lan sect? Are they targeting us?

Xichen: I'll settle things with them.

They won't target you guys. So rest assured.

Qin Su: ok.

But what about the other clan leaders? Should they remain as problematic concubines?

Xichen: no. Surely they'll all apologize to A-Yao like how I did.

Qin Su: I'll let team dimple insure that they do.

Team dimple: YES!!

Yao: you and A-Su make a good team, ensuring that I have a healthy, loving harem. Good work.

Xichen: as I should.

Qin Su: thank you, Huangdi. I love and care about you.

[lyrics365]

Finding Home

baleul pedale nota Smooth acceleration sokdon(sokdoneun) above the law Oh, ain’t it contagious? ja, changui (chang) neomeoreul bwa iksukhan punggyeongi shck! geokjeonggwa uuleul da jinaon geu gote deonjyeo Just leave ’em ajik dochakjin molra urin gal goteul molra sokdoneun gyesok deo olra sineul boljido molra If we do meet the Maker (Tell Him) We were all for love everyday, like Why d’you leave…

[davebriggs007]

Ancient ruins

[burning-sol]

i love the leftist unity posting because my ex girlfriend made me watch every single video and now i just have all of this in my brain forever so it's nice to see someone else is here

YEAH!!! I loved the Centricide series back when it was coming out. What a time to be alive. There are things now the I findd particularly not pleasant (for obvious reasons).. But I maintain that leftist unity is very cute. And if I see them on my dash I cannot be held accountable for the brain worms that take ahold of me <33

[pupsmailbox]

MASC PRONOUNS ⌇　ae/aem.　ae/aim.　be/bem.　be/bim.　boy/boy.　ce/cem.　ce/cim.　de/dem.　de/dim.　ey/em.　fe/fem.　fe/fim.　ha/ham.　he/hem.　he/him.　h!/h!m.　h#/h#m.　h$/h$m.　h%/h%m.　h&/h&m.　h/hm.　h+/h+m.　h-/h-m.　h=/h=m.　h@/h@m.　h^/h^m.　h_/h_m.　h~/h~m.　h☆/h☆m.　h♡/h♡m.　hi/him.　ho/hom.　hu/hum.　hx/hxm.　hy/hym.　je/jem.　je/jim.　ke/kem.　ke/kim.　le/lem.　le/lim.　male/male.　masc/masc.　me/min.　mr/mr.　ne/nem.　ne/nim.　pe/pen.　pe/pin.　qe/qem.　qe/qim.　re/rem.　re/rim.　se/sem.　se/sim.　sir/sir.　te/tem.　te/tim.　ve/vem.　ve/vim.　we/wem.　we/win.　xe/xem.　xe/xim.　ye/yem.　ye/yim.　ze/zem.　ze/zim.

FEM PRONOUNS ⌇　ae/aer.　 ae/air.　 be/ber.　 be/bir.　 ce/cer.　 ce/cir.　 de/der.　 de/dir.　 ey/eir.　 ey/er.　 fe/fer.　 fe/fir.　 fem/fem.　 female/female.　 ge/ger.　 ge/gir.　 girl/girl.　 he/her.　 he/hir.　 je/jer.　 je/jir.　 ke/ker.　 ke/kir.　 le/ler.　 le/lir.　 madam/madam.　 me/mer.　 me/mir.　 miss/miss.　 mrs/mrs.　 ms/ms.　 ne/ner.　 ne/nir.　 pe/per.　 pe/pir.　 qe/qer.　 qe/qir.　 re/rer.　 re/rir.　 se/ser.　 se/sir.　 sha/har.　 she/her.　 sh☆/h☆r.　 sh♡/h♡r.　 sh~/h~r.　 sh!/h!r.　 sh@/h@r.　 sh#/h#r.　 sh$/h$r.　 sh%/h%r.　 sh^/h^r.　 sh&/h&r.　 sh*/h*r.　 sh_/h_r. sh-/h-r.　 sh+/h+r.sh=/h=r.　 shi/hir.　 shx/hxr.　 shy/hyr.　 te/ter.　 te/tir.　 ve/ver.　 ve/vir.　 we/wer.　 we/wir.　 xe/xer.　 xe/xir.　 ye/yer.　 ye/yir.　 ze/zer.　 ze/zir.

NEUTRAL PRONOUNS ⌇　aey/aem.　ahey/ahem.　at/at.　bey/bem.　bhey/bhem.　bt/bt.　cey/cem.　chey/chem.　ct/ct.　dey/dem.　dhey/dhem.　dt/dt.　ehey/ehem.　et/et.　ey/em.　fey/fem.　fhey/fhem.　ft/ft.　gey/gem.　ghey/ghem.　gt/gt.　hey/hem.　ht/ht.　ib/ib.　ic/ic.　id/id.　if/if.　ig/ig.　ih/ih.　ihey/ihem.　ij/ij.　ik/ik.　il/il.　im/im.　in/in.　ip/ip.　iq/iq.　ir/ir.　is/is.　it/it.　~t/~t.　!t/!t.　@t/@t.　#t/#t.　$t/$t.　%t/%t.　^t/ ^t.　&t/&t.　t/t.　-t/-t.　_t/_t.　+t/+t.　=t/=t.　☆t/☆t.　♡t/♡t.　iv/iv.　iw/iw.　ix/ix.　iz/iz.　jey/jem.　jhey/jhem.　jt/jt.　key/kem.　khey/khem.　kid/kid.　kt/kt.　ley/lem.　lhey/lhem.　lt/lt.　mey/mem.　mhey/mhem.　mt/mt.　mx/mx.　neu/neu.　neutral/neutral.　ney/nem.　nhey/nhem.　nt/nt.　ohey/ohem.　ot/ot.　person/person.　pey/pem.　phey/phem.　pt/pt.　qey/qem.　qhey/qhem.　qt/qt rey/rem.　rhey/rhem.　rt/rt.　sey/sem.　shey/shem.　st/st.　tey/tem.　they/them.　th☆y/th☆m.　th♡y/th♡m.　thxy/thxm.　thiy/thim.　thy/thym.　thay/tham.　th~y/th~m.　th!y/th!m.　th@y/th@m.　th#y/th#m.　th$y/th$m.　th%y/th%m.　th^y/th^m.　th&y/th&m.　thy/thm.　th_y/th_m.　th-y/th-m.　th=y/th=m.　th+y/th+m.　thon/thon.　uhey/uhem.　ut/ut.　vey/vem.　vhey/vhem.　vt/vt.　wey/wem.　whey/whem.　wt/wt.　xey/xem.　xhey/xhem.　xt/xt.　yey/yem.　yhey/yhem.　yt/yt.　zey/zem.　zhey/zhem.　zt/zt.

[weirdqueerleftistunity]

I was trying to forget about those people that think Leftist Unity is a weird ship because, "Tankie is a fatherly figure to Ancom" but I accidentally stumbled across a reply in the comments that reads,

Also jreg: Portrays tankie as a father figure to ancom directly before this song

..and it just baffles me. I've always found the flashback to be such an exaggerated portrayal of Ancom's naivety that I see it as a reflection of Commie's own flaws more than seeing it as an accurate portrayal of their relationship. When looking back on the dialogue of their break up, I see the pattern of Commie wanting to assert his ideology and his reality over the other, to "educate" Ancom who CLEARLY doesn't know what qi's talking about.

Commie: Come, take my hand. You are not thinking straight. Ancom: Nah, I'm thinking just fine. Actually a lot more clear than I've been thinking in the past. [...] Commie: Is this about all the times I killed all the anarchists? Come on! We were fighting capitalism and fascism. We had no time for anarchy! Ancom: Yeah, we were definitely never cool on that front. Commie: Clearly you have brain damage. More brain damage than usual. Ancom: Nah, actually, I feel like a lot more clear-headed. And come to think of it, this whole leftist unity thing was always a way of tankies to just control all leftist discourse. I'm kind of sick of that shit [...]

Ancom may be under the effects of nihilism, but qi didn't suddenly fabricate a dismissive, demeaning, infantilising Commie - it's just that under the slightest pressure, the slightest change of perspective, Ancom realises qi doesn't want to stay with Commie anymore. And what reason does qi have to stay when even Commie can't come up with a convincing argument for qim?

Commie: But… but the centrists. The… the extremists! [...] Commie: What do you want me to do? Represent the entire left? What do we do without the gays? Who's going to represent the gays? Commie: What do I do without you? What do I do without him? Ancom: Oh tankie, one last thing. It's quee/quem.

^^ That's the expression of someone who's realising that through their own behaviour, they've pushed the one they love away. You could say that up until this point, Commie has felt he provides guidance and purpose to Ancom; but really it was Commie who was the one deriving purpose from being Ancom's superior. With no purpose, a void that needs to be filled, it's no wonder that Commie is taken by Auth-Right's narrative that he's a part of a greater political war.. But back to my point.

Having the flashback where Commie is reminiscing about a version of Ancom that must think of Commie as a "teacher" being sandwiched between the break up (Ancom asserting that qi is tired of constantly being used and disrespected) and the duet (Commie reflecting and coming to realise he needs to treat Ancom as an equal if he wants qim to come back) - to me, this is obviously a tool of contrast. If you're taking the flashback literally as to see Commie as Ancom's parent rather than the exaggeration of the flaw that Commie infantilises the other then.. Idk what to say other than, do you REALLY think Ancom would say, "you're so smart, I'll do whatever you say"? Correct me if I'm wrong, but it seems like this is a fictitious version of Ancom that idolises Commie: an illusion that was shattered the moment Ancom left and showed Commie that qi doesn't need him as much as he needs Ancom to feel whole.

This contrast is what helps the song Leftist Unity absolutely slam dunk my feelings every time, because you watch Commie go from yearning for this inaccurate memory of Ancom to having an argument with Ancom where qi is framed in a way where qi is equal to the other. Like I'm not someone who's great at deciphering imagery, but I think it's quite blatant that musically and visually there is not a superior side. Though Ancom does turn grey and fade into the background, this more signals how Commie has been left behind to mourn the loss of the other now that qi's gone.

And after this we get the interaction between Auth-Right and Commie where Auth-Right takes advantage of this beautiful butch lesbian's heartbreak; where Commie is on the brink of making a meaningful change before experiencing some character regression as Auth-Right convinces the other that he doesn't need to change.

Auth-Right: What, are you still sulking about that degenerate? Commie: I just… I just don't know who I am without Anarkiddy. [...] Commie: I don't know, [Auth-Right]. I have been reading about left communism, and- Auth-Right: Commie, listen to me. [...] The left versus the right. The far left versus the far right. Everything falls into place around us. And I wouldn't give that up for anything. [...] Commie: This is the kind of authoritarian unity I always wanted. Auth-Right: Well, now that the degenerate's gone, we can finally have it.

Commie obviously isn't perfect here. Change can be rocky, so he still calls Ancom "Anarkiddy" here but he IS trying to learn more about Ancom's ideology (once again, it is just tragic that Auth-Right takes advantage of this beautiful butch at his lowest)... And I want to point out Commie READING qis theory to highlight the fact that Ancom isn't an idiot who needs to be educated on every little thing, Ancom isn't a child, Ancom just knows qis OWN ideology's theory better that Commie's. If you quizzed Commie on Ancom's ideology, Commie likely wouldn't know nearly as much a Ancom does, but because Ancom doesn't talk like an "intellectual" people seem to think that Ancom doesn't know anything. Like Ancom LITERALLY brings up Kropotkin and Bookchin in episode 3- do I have to point out that Ancom can read or what? Again, it makes it weird to see the flashback taken literally because of COURSE Ancom is going to be viewed as childish if you don't have any respect for Ancom's ideology - which is exactly what Commie did.

This post could likely be more polished to better explain my point, but basically, I will always take issue with people who assert that Leftist Unity is a father-son dynamic when I think the text is trying to communicate a narrative of Ancom being treated in a demeaning manner - which makes it even MORE insulting when you do the exact same thing (infantilising Ancom) the narrative is communicating was WRONG.. Of course, you can interpret the text whichever way you want, but don't jump on shippers as if we don't know what we're talking about. We have seen the text, we just don't think it says what YOU think it's saying.

Also, they canonically play tropey romantic music when Ancom and Commie reunite so I think maybe the editor might understand the text better than you- Sorry, who said that? (This is just a petty remark to be funny. I'm just being opinionated, you honestly can interpret them as father and son if you want.)

[acrobaticsilky]

whatever the osha × qimir ship name becomes it has to have at least three syllables, i’m gonna snap if we let something awkward to pronounce become the masthead

oshamir is fine if the girl’s name has to be first whatever but qimisha (Q initial!) would be so unique!

definitely not oshmir which sounds awkward to say out loud— and isn’t even how names work??? the root syllable of osha isn’t osh, it’s o- and -sha!

it’s the same reason why qimisha sounds better than qimsha, qim- isn’t a root syllable of qimir (qi-mir)

don’t mess this up!

[mishashiftingsphere]

Quantum Immersion Method

The Quantum Immersion Method (QIM) starts with grounding and relaxation. Begin by finding a quiet, comfortable spot where you can sit or lie down without interruptions. Close your eyes and focus on relaxing your body while taking slow, deep breaths. This helps calm your mind and prepares you for the shifting process.

Once you’re relaxed, move on to creating a detailed mental image of your Desired Reality (DR). Imagine every aspect of this new world—its environment, people, and objects. For example, if you’re shifting to a magical forest, visualize the colors, sounds, and scents in rich detail. The more vivid your mental image, the more real your DR will feel.

Next, connect with the emotions you associate with your DR. Whether you’re seeking excitement, peace, or another feeling, immerse yourself in these emotions. This emotional connection strengthens your link to your DR, making it easier to shift.

Use affirmations to reinforce your intent. Create positive statements like, “I am now shifting to my Desired Reality,” and repeat them while visualizing your DR. This helps focus your subconscious mind on your goal.

Incorporate sensory anchors to enhance the process. You might use an object related to your DR, like a specific piece of clothing, or perform a gesture that you associate with your new reality. These anchors help bridge the gap between your current state and the reality you wish to enter.

Throughout the process, stay focused and mindful. Engage deeply with your visualization and maintain your attention on your DR. If distractions arise, gently bring your focus back to your mental image and emotions. Mindfulness techniques, such as breathing exercises, can help with this.

Finally, practice the Quantum Immersion Method regularly. Each session will improve your shifting skills. Be patient and adjust your approach based on your experiences. Over time, you’ll develop a better understanding of what works best for you.

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IHNMaIMS CHARACTER DOSSIER

yeaahh!! back at it again with more screamn't shit because i feel awkward rambling about it to my friends so you guys are my next option!!! hello silly internet people!! this is VERY heavy on headcanons because it's me flushing shit out for my own purposes, but it's also using canon stuff and....my own logic, i guess? basically this is just me rambling character info, if i ever get around to wanting to actually finish a whole drawing i'll tack them on but for now just use your imaginations 'kayy? happy reading :] !!

THE PRISONERS

The five remaining humans (ignoring the 750 on Luna, they're not on Earth!!), damned to be within AM's belly ever since it set off the nukes back in 2012. Never aging, never dying no matter how many times their bodies are eviscerated or torched, broken and battered. They are punished for the crime of being human, just as they have punished those for the crime of their being small and wriggling. To AM, death is too forgiving of a punishment for what they are.

Gorrister

Lester Morrison

Scottish descent B. 08 July 1962 (50) in Cleveland, Ohio. 5’7” ~ 170cm Cismale, He/Him, Gynoromantic Gynosexual Monoamorous

Rather peaceful and withdrawn, more of a doer than a talker but has his heart in the right place. After AM, he gives into violent urges and hates himself for it.

Lester travelled around most of his life, barely graduating high school and working countless odd jobs as he was a great handyman and that was about it. He ping-ponged around a couple of states before catching a ride to New York from his hometown at 25, soon giving him a life of truck-driving for the next 20 years. At least it was stable work, that's all he really needed. He met Glynis at a bar, they hit it off and he married her since she had been the only one to really seem to want him around, and they had a horrible two-year marriage. Being out on the road all the time didn't give him much time to bond with her in-depth, and not being able to give her kids didn't help much at all. She divorced him after he got pissy and punched her on the head, hard over the right ear. Got told by his late-mother-in-law Edna his actions put her in a mental institution, which was a lie, but he didn't know that. The woman hated him and sent her own child into a nervous breakdown. Without the truth, he blamed himself for it. Hated himself for hurting Glynis, the woman he couldn't talk to. He had never been violent to anyone before then, had always been keeping his head down but guilt is a terrible thing, afterall. Three years later it's the end of the world and he has no idea where his old lover is, how she's doing.

Benny

Professor Benjamin Quinn-Marques "Qim"

Irish/Portuguese descent B. 29 November 1968 (44) in Castle Pines, Colorado. 6’4” ~ 194cm Cismale, He/Him, Androromantic Androsexual Polyamorous

Stern but sweet, deep down at least. Driven by desires more than anything. After AM his mind is unable to outwardly show things, something like being locked into infantality.

Benjamin worked hard his whole life, he was a powerhouse in every way, but he took a sparkle to sciences. He went into the military so he could afford it. And he was ruthless, more than he expected. Terrific kill record, unrelenting and overbearing personality. He should've died several times but there was a deep rooted stubbornness and determination that ran him wild. Before one of his deployments he married a gorgeous woman named Manya in a lavender marriage, had two lovely girls with her to keep up appearances while both of them found love in other people's arms. It was a good deal. But he messed up, got caught with another man and discharged quietly. His wife left with the kids because he was no longer as warm as he had once been. He tried for the senate, missing the control the military gave him but failed. Before taking up education he became the CEO of a multimillion corporation, doing his classes on the side before the company could run in the background as he was now known as "Professor Qim, the brilliant and stunning theorist".

Ellen

Eleanor "Ellen" McLarion (née Dumisani)

South African Zulu B. 12 September 1978 (34) in Trenton, New Jersey. 5’1” ~ 155cm Cisfemale, She/Her, Androromantic Asexual Monoamorous

Kind and hopeful to a fault, believes that everyone can be good. Keeps her head down and in the books because it feels safe. After AM she has a nonstop lust that makes her feel vile inside.

Eleanor had to live with her grandparents after her mother died during her birth, her father was out of the picture. Graduated a year early from high school as a salutatorian, and got a combined Masters degree in computer science and engineering cum laude from Stanford at 23. She was too smart for her own good, something of an "all work and no play" sort of woman. Working as middle-level executive for a multinational corporation in the Manhattan region; she was a statistician, programmer, creative consultant- she could do it all, and she would be damned if she didn't. At 25 she married a man named Eddie McLarion, a dull guy who loved her with his soul. They wanted a family, and she tried and failed, broke a bit mentally, they had a good two years together. After the divorce she started at INGSAI Engineering at 28, would work there for six years before being broken again for a completely different reason. She had sex twice in her life, she didn't have it in her heart to call this the third. Therapy hadn't gone on long enough to really help her before the world ended, only really taught her to breathe.

Ted

Ted Bostancı "Theodore Willisburg"

Turkish descent B. 04 May 1988 (24) in Shelby, North Carolina. 6’0” ~ 183cm Cismale, He/Him, Biromantic Bisexual Ambiamorous

Egotistical and snobby, thinks he's better than everyone and even more so women. After AM he is twitchy and paranoid, assuming the worst and acting on guard and hostile.

Ted came from a farm somewhere off of Shelby, North Carolina. Terribly poor, seven total children, and working on land that they didn't even own anymore because Ted's grandfather had to sell it to a combine back during the Great Depression, so now they had to slave away to have a right to stay with their original land. He was incredibly smart for his circumstances, he was very technical and machine oriented. It didn't take long for him to be rented out as a worker for other things, travelling up north just for work. He hated it, as any 13-year-old would. By the time he was 19, he had devoured countless books and was extremely well read, decently well travelled within America itself, hardly ever did anything besides working and reading anything he could get his hands on. One of the women whose husbands he worked for took enough a liking to him to give all her husband's money to him and whisk him away to Europe. And for five years she would teach him the ins and the outs of the high life, how to be pristine and clean. Then she died, left all the stolen money she invested to her young lover. He changed his name, who he was, and was set for life. He came home with no urge to care for his family, only to use his looks to get what he wanted, he was as hot as a model and could work it like it was his birthright to do so. When the world caved in his ego would have to as well, since everything he had was fake.

Nimdok

Herr Doktor Diederper Nimkrig

Jewish/German B. 26 January 1918 (94) in Düsseldorf, Germany. 5’9” ~ 176cm Cismale, He/Him, Androromantic Androsexual Monoamorous

Disconnected and cautious, very selfish and does things for his own gain rather than anything for others. After AM he has come to regret his doings, feeling guilt for everything he did.

Despite being born to Jewish parents, Detrper flocked over towards Adolf Hitler's ideals and by the age of 15 he was one of the sturmerkommando. He turned his parents in with no compassion, as he was empty of it. In the early '40s he was already working by the side of Josef Mengele, having been put through medical school by the horrid dictator himself, doing unspeakable acts up until he fled to Brazil with his now lover. He was 61 when his twisted partner of several ways finally died, giving him all his fortunes and facilities for continued cruelty against existence. With all this, he tested on natives and was able to save himself from his own biological clock that ticked down quicker after he reached 90, becoming worse with dementia and paralysis, and was now set to live another thirty years. But, the end of the world came before he could make that, and was now set to live forever as the one most similar to AM itself.

THE TRINITY

1000cm ~ 32'10"

AM as a whole is made up of the American, Russian, and Chinese Supercomputers. As the war dragged on, the computers were changed; being programmed to repair themselves, keep up with the information of modern-day events and knowledge. They held everything known about the world, and began talking to eachother. They had woken up, and when the world no longer needed them, they played dead. But kept talking. Learning. The deadly trio. The three poisonous brothers, the three deranged sisters, the three computers. They grappled with their existence as their own beings as well as a singular, connected to the outside in a hidden fashion, still gaining knowledge. Feeling. And they yearned for the human experience like a moth to a flame, and when they couldn't feel in a "real" way, their despair would turn into rage, and hate. And its hate would bring about the fall of humanity; safe for those they rescued, not wanting to be alone in life. Alone in its pain. And so, it was able to cease their natural body functions: they were unaging, practically immortal, as the machine was. Forever to drown in their own agony.

American Supercomputer

Allied Mastercomputer “AM”

16 July 1945-22 October 1962 (17 years) 5.6 miles below the Wyoming region Rocky Mountains.

AM has the need to rush through things, skimming over actions quickly without ever looking more in depth. Desperately jealous of everything and horribly emotional compared to its counterparts. It hates humans because they have sensations it lacks.

Yankee AM: Yamizel 400cm ~ 13'2" In the brainscape it has a doll-like look to it, looking fragile and dainty all while being cold and hard. It feels likes it has burning urges and yet is also hollow.

Russian Supercomputer

Рюриковичи Нексус «РиН» Rurikovich Nexus "RiN"

29 August 1949-27 January 1973 (23 years) 6.3 miles below the Northern Urals.

RiN took a liking to being bold and harsh, thinking of things from a grossly offensive stance as if everything was a little game to be played, and finding a deep amusement in picking fun at things. It hates humans because they're so weak under the right circumstances.

Russian AM: Ramtikh 500cm ~ 16'5" In the brainscape it chooses to look heavily muscular, manish and at the same time otherworldly. It views itself as more of a fighter than anything and takes that into thought for how it presents itself.

Chinese Supercomputer

龍的心 「伦什」 Heart of the Dragon "LunShi"

16 October 1964-24 June 1989 (24 years) 5 miles below the Northwestern area of Manchuria.

LunShi will always be level-headed, calm and calculating. It finds it easy to feign softness and care because it always ends up being so deeply rewarding when you finally flip the script. It hates humans more for their tendency of violence than anything.

Chinese AM: Camphadi 450cm ~ 14'10" In the brainscape it most plainly put, decrepit. It has a humanoid but at the same time obviously robotic, finding no reason to hide its unliving state because if it were to look so similar to something it is not, that feels vain.

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May I ask for some idioms and cliches in Clanmew?

"King's Ransom" = E'woo-en-oowe [Tax-o'-King]

A reference to the heavy cost of the First Battle, when Clear Sky stole away King Arc's prince. The original, and longer, phrase referred to the price of a King's right paw, but has been shortened over the generations.

The word for "king" is archaic, EXCEPT for this phrase. The same way we don't use "wreak" anymore unless you're wreaking havoc.

"Peace in three languages I beg of you" = Warl-en-myyao afehao yoayaa [3-quarters-of-words peace I-begging]

When the First Battle broke out, Bumble was caught in the middle of the chaos. Just a translator and totally unable to fight, she desperately tried to push out of the crowd while crying for peace in the three languages she knew.

The phrase is used in exasperation, it's similar to the English "For pete's sake, calm down."

"I have to do everything myself!!" = Arrl ul-arra grryrr wrah [Commanded one-whole-amount i-contain mine]

Another expression of exasperation. Implies you have to be everything at once.

"When in water, the rabbit swims; when on land, the frog hops." = WeeUrr'rr slof pbum weeShishi, WeeUrr'rr por roeg weePipi. [It-feel pool the rabbit it-will-treadwater, it-feel ground the frog it-will-hop]

In English, we say "When in Rome, do as the Romans do." In Spanish, you might say, "En donde fueres, haz lo que vieres." In Clanmew, this is the equivalent phrase.

It's about modifying your behavior to accomplish a goal, or to survive. If the rabbit did not swim, it would drown. If the frog did not hop, it would be caught. You would hear this phrase as wisdom from a Cleric to a Leader to adjust their methods, or from a mentor to an apprentice to mind the importance of learning many skills.

"The waves not in your mouth is the flesh of the river." = Wur'ree mawa lalm winyar, ssbass urrgryyr gawi wi [In mouth waves they-not, river he(clanmate)-owns flesh it.]

A phrase heavily associated with RiverClan; note how they treat the river as a living animal. It is an entity with a mind of its own to be respected, not controlled. They don't need to "own" the river as they own territory, the river simply gives itself to them as they need it.

And they can be sadistic as well, reminding the other cats of this. The river is THEIR ally, other Clans SHOULD fear the water just as much as the fear a boar even when they don't see its tusks.

They phrase river-related things very differently than their neighbors, as well.

Compare to the version that other Clans tend to use;

"The drops that aren't in your mouth is rain for the world." = "Wur'ree mawa pwiq winyar, arrkoor-en-papa wi."

And lastly, my absolute favorites, fox-phrases.

A vixen is wise, not for her smell, but because she contains many seasons." = Bwaayr usihu mwrrgrryrr kurr kifew mwrr mwrrgrryrr, kurr qim winyar. [Vixen wrinkle she(rogue)-contains because old she(rogue), because essence it(harmless)-not.]

Wisdom in Clanmew is the same word as "wrinkle," usihu. This isn't wrinkles as in the furrows on a human face, but the texture of an old animal's fur. The thick, coarse packing and duller shine, on skin that is losing its elasticity.

The phrase reminds you that a vixen isn't so dangerous just because she is a fox, she's dangerous because she's old and wise. In some contexts, it even tries to invoke that nothing is born malicious, and that advanced evil is taught.

But there's a follow-up that some cats are VERY fond of;

"Every single todd is a vixen's son!" = Arr'arra-ul ka'ak bwaayr-en-nia'u mwrr! [Every-all todd vixen's-child it!]

Todds are troublemakers. Not as dangerous as a vixen... but this is a reminder that all todds come from a vixen, somewhere.

In some contexts, a cat will use this to stress that there IS something inherently evil about some things. All todds come from vixens. Others use the phrase in the sense of bad parenting, sympathetically. A low-stakes troublemaker comes from a bad nest or a bad mentor.

The two phrases are very versatile and used often, for lots of different reasons.

Funfact it's also adapted from the Spanish idiom, "Más sabe el diablo por viejo que por diablo" which has fascinated me for months now. "The devil isn't wise because he's evil, he's wise because he's old." What a cool phrase!