#and i tried to find the code i pasted in there but i cant FIND IT AND IT WONT LET ME FIND IT AAAAAAAAAAAA

[rapidhighway]

BROOOO I was fucking around with my blog theme and I tried doing something (<- no knowledge of any code or anything tbh) but i fucked up and now whenever you try to load my blog this guy just flashes for like a second and then it loads PLS DSFBDFSEGHSRDFFHDYHFB

AND I CANT GET RID OF HIM!!!!!!!!

[reidsapplelady]

PAST IS PAST (part I) — /S. Reid/ & /R. Chase/

SUMMARY: when your ex, Robert Chase, and House's team, is brought in to consult on a case, old feelings start to surface. Caught between Chase's flirting and Reid's quiet affection, you find yourself caught between a love triangle, and a choice that you have to make.

spencer x psych!bau!reader x chase ⸝⸝ fluff & slight angst ⸝⸝ co-workers to lovers

WARNINGS: reader has attachment and commitment issues! wow!!, house being sassy as always (i cant tell if i made him too sassy), past!ppth!reader x chase, present!psych!bau!reader x spencer, use of y/n

WC: 1.5k+

There was a different kind of tension in the air, usually there's no tension at all. It reminded you of your old memories that you have put in the back of your mind, all because he was here. Your old love.

You called House to assist you guys in a case alongside with the CDC, you didn't know he'd be bringing the entire team.

You tried to not show the fact that you were tense. You'd survive UnSubs threatening or flirting at you, but the thought of seeing him again, after all this time, left your breath a little shorter.

You made your way into the briefing room, as soon as you walked in, you locked eyes with him. Robert Chase, who was leaning against the other doorway, his arms crossed against his chest, his blonde hair a little longer than the last you've seen him.

"I called House only, why're you guys here." You inquired as you looked at House, who was sitting down on a chair like he owned the entire place.

"I leapt at the chance to work with a bunch of people who think behavioral profiling is a science. And I thought, 'Wow! a little reunion could shake things up!' and then I forcefully dragged them here." House teased as he set his cane on his lap, his legs were set on the table. you did not hesitate to give him the finger before sitting down right next to Spencer, as Chase sat right next to you. What a great way to start this briefing.

"So, my favorite emotionally stunted overachiever, how are you doing?" He asks with genuine curiosity, "You traded white coats with black vests, what a downgrade."

"I'm fine, House." You roll your eyes.

The briefing room felt too full. Hotch stood where the screen was with Garcia, Reid was playing with his whiteboard marker that he grabbed not too long ago, Morgan kept glancing at House, as if waiting for him to start chaos, and everyone else was doing their own thing.

"This is cute," House stated as he peered at the organized folders on the table. "Did the behavioral pixies color-code the victims too?"

"That's enough." Hotch said curtly, Cameron just smiled politely, while Foreman rolled his eyes and looked like he regretted the entire trip.

House ignored Hotch, "Three victims." House said as he swiped through the tablet screen like they bored him. "All died horribly with consistent symptoms. Question is: Was it mother nature or a very enthusiastic bioterrorist?"

"You called me because you guys are desperate, well good news: I love desperate." House puts emphasis on the word 'love', he certainly knew himself well.

Rossi narrowed his eyes as he stared at House. "Do you always talk like this?"

"Only when I'm awake." House replies.

Morgan raised an eyebrow at House's reply to Rossi. "You always this subtle?”

"No, but I can turn it down if your fragile ego needs coddling." House replies as his gaze falls on Morgan, who was now trying to hold back the urge to argue with House.

Hotch rubbed his temple as he spoke, "How long is this gonna take?"

House looks at him dead in the eye. "Depends. How long is your team gonna stop ignoring the tension between boy genius and girl wond—"

You cut him off, "House."

"What? I'm just saying." He says as he shrugged.

You looked at Spencer beside you, he was trying to cover his face with the file, but you could see his ears reddening. Which made your cheeks heat up too. What you didn't know was Chase was looking at you.

"Can we focus." You request, your eyes now landed on the floor as you shifted uncomfortably in your chair.

"Sure," House then turns his head to face Chase, "Remember when they used to cry during night shifts at the cafeteria? Good times."

"House," Chase snaps

Spencer's gaze looked at you before turning to House. "You were under him?" He asks you as he was staring at House

"Yeah, and these two, right here, were practically walking HR violations, they did more than teamwork alright." House overshares as he pointed at you and Chase, he then noticed Spencer's little frown that he had plastered on his face but ignored it.

Cameron made a strangled noise, Foreman sighed deeply and Spencer looked like someone had punched him in the gut.

"The past is past." You say as you set the tablet on the table.

"I was just giving context." House put the two of his hands up as you just sighed.

After that, Spencer's gaze never met you again, of course, House notices this, "I love federal drama," he said brightly, but only Cameron and Foreman heard him. "better than HBO." He snickers.

You roll your eyes before Hotch speaks up again, "Okay, JJ and Prentiss, go talk to the victims' families, get any background that may be useful, Morgan, Rossi and I will go investigate the crime scenes, while you and Reid stay here and help them." Hotch's gaze were set on you as he mentions you and Spencer.

Chase chuckled before turning to you, "Is your boss this broody?" He raises an eyebrow.

"Kind of, but he's nice, I swear." You smile at him. You then turn to your old colleagues in front of you.

"Nice to see you again, Y/N." Cameron flashes a small smile at you.

"Nice to see you guys again, too." You turn to face Spencer "Spence, you alright?" You say. You noticed that Spencer has been zoning out for a bit.

He snaps out of it before he mutters, "Hm? Oh yeah." before shifting in his seat to a more comfortable position as he avoids your gaze.

"Let's take a look at victimology first, the three victims all have brown hair. It's highly likely they're surrogates." Spencer says as he flips through his case file, you just nod at his words.

"Surrogates?" Foreman asks.

"Surrogates are victims that represents or looks similar to someone that the UnSub hates or loves and over time they'll evolve eventually to kill that person." Spencer rambled, as his hands were making gestures as he explained.

"Of course. Foreman, you're dumb." House stated as he looks at Foreman, Foreman just bit his inner cheek and ignored him.

"Aside from you know, obvious details. Is there anything else in common? Like do they have a dead beat husband? Or are they having an affair with the smoking hot next-door-neighbor?" House inquires as he taps his finger against his cane, Spencer found his use of inappropriate terms very unnecessary but he ignored it.

"Mm, we don't have that much information yet, I'm sure Prentiss and JJ would give us some sort of background before we could actually dive in." You say as you look at House.

"This is gonna be one hell of a case." Chase says as his eyes darts to his team that was in front of him before to you and Spencer. "I mean, using airborne diseases as a method to kill someone? Atleast we know it has to be someone with a science background."

"The CDC's already investigating the disease, I called you guys because you're here to lend a helping hand." You purse your lips as you cross your arms on your chest.

As you guys kept talking, at one point you guys decided to end the meeting and try to figure out what the disease may be based off of the symptoms.

You were looking out the window in the briefing room, you notice a figure slowly approaching you, which is why you turn around. And you see Chase. Right in front of you. He gives you a small smile before sitting at the couch right next to where you're standing.

"So.. It's been a while." He spoke up, which caught your attention.

"I guess so." You shrug as your gaze go back to the view of the city.

He paused before speaking up, "I got you coffee, by the way." Your gaze then landed on him, then on his hands. You didn't notice he was holding two mugs.

"Two teaspoons of sugar? Like how you liked it back then." He smiles as he offered you the coffee, you took it before taking a sip.

"You remembered." You gave him a small smile.

"Well it's hard to forget, especially when it became routine for 2 years." He replies before taking a sip of his coffee.

"Oh." You pause.

"Yeah."

"Well, that's nice. I guess." You now try to avoid eye contact with him, your gaze wandered back on the city.

"Stop." He says.

You raised an eyebrow but your eyes never met his gaze. "Stop what?"

"Stop pretending that you don't care, I can still see that you do. It's just... not in the same way." He frowned as he took another sip of his coffee. "You left without a goodbye and I didn't say enough to you, I didn't say how much I loved you."

"You didn't have to."

"Yeah, well, it felt like I needed to."

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[astra-galaxie]

I DID IT!! Here’s the whole thing copy pasted from Google docs!!

The Player’s general skills and implied personality + some stuff abt them! (as far as i can gather, at least, tell me if i missed smth!)

*Note that these skills do not include case specific stuff (like the time they discovered a new species in Pacific Bay)

-Exceptionally skilled at handling the forensic kit,in S1, Jones had challenged the player to uncrack a code while he recites the alphabet from A, and the player cracked the code just before he hit the letter F. It takes about a few seconds, so that says a lot.

-The player has freaky intuition skills in general. I mean, in quite literally every case, they figure out what evidence is needed, what could count as evidence, and searches through things most would gloss over. Their partners acknowledge this a lot, more in the first cases since they just met.

-Can keep a level head even in high stress or even dangerous situations even when their partners cant, whether its during or after the cases. Jones addressed this after court quite a few times in the first season. Also, the player’s able to calm down whoever thier with or

*Add on, in S4, while facing Cappechi & Finley for the first time, he managed to intimidate Isaac on both occasions, however, the player remained composed enough to be able to file evidence against them.

-Works out. In Good Girls dont die, a case in S1, while Grace tries to convince Martha to calm down, she states that the player has already kicked down the door. Like, kick. The player probably doesnt even have any special gear on them, so either the door is weak or, the more likely theory is that the player got dem legs frfr

-Has quite the memory. Easiest case to get this info from is during S4, in the case Eyes Wide Shut, player and Isaac identify a rice makeup composition on the item, Player can easily recall that 17 cases back, which give or take a few, is about a monthish? That Madam Xiang was wearing it. Mind you, at this stage in case Eyes Wide Shut, the duo had only spoken to Madam Xiang once, and she never mentioned the makeup.

-The Bureau themselves asked for the player to join them, that in itself is already a accomplishment, since the Bureau is like, the elite of the elite in the police world.

-Their temper seems to be much milder, or at least, more controlled. Its more evident with Frank and David (S1) since the chiefs often say the player is much calmer than them, hell, David got in trouble for being too brash and got so many complaints he had to file paperwork.

-They do indeed make mistakes, one of my friends irl kept saying the player was a Mary Sue esque kind, but in S3, they were also led on by the Warren guy after he framed the Guru, and they were kidnapped by Karen in S2. If they were so called ‘Mary Sues’, they’d probably figure out a way to not get captured and be the person whos left unscathed and babied by the team.

-Maybe a similar point, but they have sharp eyes and possibly very good eyesight. In a case with Jonah as a partner in S3 during one of the Additional Investigations, the player spots a tent from afar up a mountain. Not to mention its always them who finds everything lol

-The player is good at calming down their partners or whoever is working with them tbh. Like every time one of their case partners are loosing hope, breaking down, feeling impatient or angry, the player snaps them back to their senses.

-They arent quite up to date with some stuff, or simply put, most likely arent that geeky like Jones is, or probably that interested in acting and stuff, in S4 when Isaac asks them how they have no idea who Dolly Darnell (famous actress) and a famous chess master is. Personally would love to think they’d love to listen to their friends and team talk about certain personal interests of thiers.

-Most definitely has a good physique. In S2, Roxie comments that they fit perfectly into a diving suit, which is typically quite tight, so we can assume their physical health is in good or in its prime, in S7, Ben mentions the player has great reflexes for being able to dodge a chupabara attack.

-Can handle a gun better than the average policeman could, probably. In S4, they got into a gunfight with their team against Capecchi and his men, and the team won, so probably suggests that either the rest did most of the work, or the player is good enough to aim and shoot down a whole bunch of tough ahh men.

-Has better driving skills than Jones

-The chiefs often say the player is a rolemodel of what the rest of the team members should be, often, its Frank and Jones being reprimanded and being compared to the Player.

-Implied to be a pretty sarcastic and humorous person, whenever the person their working with for a case or a suspect makes a unfunny or less than tasteful joke, or just does smth weird in general, they always tell the player to ‘not look at them like that’

*Jones seems to be the one saying this the most, including Frank because he teases the player a lot as well.

-Patient. The cheifs say the player is patient, and im sure having Frank work with them would make their temper flare at leats three times in a single hour if the player wasnt a patient person.

-Knows how to handle and drag themselves + their team out of wallowing after a crisis. In S3, Ripley praises the player for being able to rise up after her ‘death’ so quickly, and solving her ‘death’ as well.

-Thier spice tolerence is off the charts, could bet money that they definitely could eat a few hot peppers and only complain of a bit of bite on their tongue. Even Rita admits their tolerance is higher and she’s tough as hell.

-Reliable adult, probably good or decent with children. They were the adult Matilda came running to (in Grimsborough S1) while her own parents were arguing. Jones said this as well when reprimanding the dad.

-My friend (yes the same one) keeps saying that the player would be homophobic?? What?? At least one of their core team members are gay as hell, cmon bruh

-Is most definately empathic and more adept at handling sensitive cases, whether by sensitive, its a matter of whether the press gets ahold and it could be bad, or its sensitive like family and personal matters get involved. When their partners make a distasteful comment or joke, no matter how mild, the player is implied to have told them off (ahem, Jones, Frank and Roxie)

-Good at undercover work, its shows in S4 during the last district, does the S4 part where they have to break Florence Samuels out with Rose count?

-They solve cases within the day or in a few hours, the latest they’ve ever finished a case was in the evening and then again, the player had only started on it in the afternoon.

-A kind person in general. I mean, for one, if i was a homicide investigator and every time i do an investigation, multiple people want my help?? I’d bail, nuh uh. AND not to mention, its time consuming bc theres always the need for analysis, and with sometimes, personal and professional problems get mixed up halfway.

-They most definitely have the money to live comfortably, they have the money to take James Savage for shopping for a new funeral suit and outfit, and they recieve so much spare cash from suspects during the AI.

-I feel like they probably have a good fashion sense, but on that point, can we talk about their closet size?? They get so many articles of clothing, they would definitely be the kind to overdress on every occasion and still look fabulous.

-I would not be surprised if its end up being revealed that they were a reformed thief or some wild shit like that, how does a rookie officer know how to crack a lock in seconds??

-Do you guys think their banned from being the seeker whenever the office decides to play hide and seek because their so good at finding stuff? Like, the last time they were the seeker they probably caught everyone in less than 30 minutes or some shit

-In addition to that helping people shit, the player’s either just energetic in general or their ass is running on coffee and pure willpower because i CANNOT do what their doing, their partners dont even stay consistent throughout the entire AI, and sometimes, in the official investigation itself

-Player’s a positive influence on the people around them, and this prob my nth time mentioning them, but JONES AND FRANK!! Grace says at the end of S1 that the Player’s influenced them positively a lot, and Karen says that as well abt Player’s influence on Frank.

-More on the energy thing, they work overtime so often im surprised they havent asked for a raise or something (then again, the chiefs probably automatically gave them one anyways, maybe even more)

-Not afraid of them high rankers!! S4 for example, no matter how many times Commisioner Baldwin threatened them, they are not afraid, gives 0 fucks, did not gaf even tho Andrea told them to leave Jazz Town before the hurricane kills them

-Player def got a strong stomach and do not care about getting ther hands dirty, they’ve seen so many dead bodies in the most gruesome settings possible, and they dig through trash every case, they have definitely seen…stuff. Oh yeah, they’ve seen so much raunchy and sexual stuff I don’t think they’d be too fazed anymore.

-Offically, including the S4, S6 and S7 cases, they’ve solved 370 cases in their entire career, including a cold case in S5, maybe indirectly, a few more in S5 due to the Rocket Cow killer being discovered, and a few more side murders due to how many serial killers they’ve arrested, so the victims get justice.

-They get offered or are the ones paying the first round for drinks quite a lot, so I’d assume that either they dont drink at all, or they can hold their alcohol well.

-Has gained fame as both as a detective world wide and citywide, AND in Pacific Bay as a co owner of a movie and had their cases featured in another movie! I’d assume their movies are out by S3 or by S5.

-Magic hands, anything damaged can get so well repaired its like it was never broken, or the partners and the suspects are just trying to make the player not feel bad lol

-They seem to not mind… leftovers, or anything that is edible but looks or taste unappealing… I mean, if we get a burger everytime a prisoner gives up their prison slop to the player, does that imply they ate it no problemo??

Sidenote: it feels like I’m putting the player on a pedestal at some parts… I assure you I’m not trying to 🥲🥲

Sorry, it took so long for me to answer this! I FINALLY found the time to sit down, read and react to it!

And to start this off: HOLY SHIT!😲 (I mean this in the best way possible!)

(Live footage of me giving this post as much love as possible. Yes, I am secretly an alien gremlin!😉)

I'm going to try to go through each section at a time, so prepare for a long post!

-Sometimes, I wonder if anyone else has training when it comes to the forensic kit... I remember Jack claiming to be a pro at the vacuum tool, but we NEVER see him use it! Or any of our partners, for that matter!🙄

-It wouldn't surprise me if the player was psychic! Or at least partly! I don't think I've seen anyone make a psychic player OC yet, but it would be an interesting concept!

-After everything the player has seen, even just in the first season alone, it's no surprise they know how to keep their cool!

(At least Isaac got more confident at dealing with Finley! Though we can't blame him for being scared of Mad Dog!)

-Kicking down a door is no easy task! (Not that I've ever tried it.) So the player must try to keep themself in shape! And clearly, they don't skip leg day!🦾🦿

-I wish I had the player's memory sometimes... My working memory is slowly going downhill! And yeah, remembering something as minor as someone wearing rice makeup from months ago is impressive! Esapiclly considering everything that's happened between the cases!

-I have the theory that if CC had continued, we would have been recruited into the GIA or another secret spy agency like we were for the Bureau! After all, their resume would be as impressive as it is long!

-Some characters could learn from the player and their ability to control their temper... (*cough* Frank *cough*)

-I can see where your friend got the "Mary Sue" idea from. The player is constantly being praised for their work, but they still make mistakes and learn from them, like you said!

-Forget 20/20 vision; the player has the best eyes in the world! They must be the champion in Eye Spy and Hidden Object games!

-If the player ever decided to change careers, they could be a therapist! Or an anger management coach!

-With how busy the player is, it's unsurprising they don't have time to be up-to-date with some things...

As for the S4 thing, I like the idea of the player being from away and not knowing about Concordian celebrities, unlike their partners!

-In conjunction with the strength one, the player must take care of themself by eating well (ignoring all the free hamburgers they get...) and staying active!

-I think it's stated that the team worked together to defeat Capecchi and his men, but the player obviously knows how to handle a gun in order to stand their ground against them!

-Well, Jones did crash at least once that we know of, unlike the player...😉

-With how good the player is implied to be, I bet they would win employee of the month every month! Move over, Sponge Bob! We've got a new champ in town!

-Sometimes, I wish we had dialogue options just to see the jokes and witty remarks the player could make!

-The player must have the patience of a saint to put up with some of the people and things they have to deal with!

-For the amount of shit they find themself in, the player knows a thing or two about how to get out of it and drag others out with them!

-Given that Rita looked like she was on fire while eating the salsa, the player either has a steal tongue or no feeling in it to handle eating all that spice!

-I like to think the player is good with children too. After all, almost every time we meet a child in the game, they seem to love the player!

-I can't see how your friend came to the homophobic conclusion either! The player works with several LGBTQ+ teammates and interacts with even more LGBTQ+ characters outside the teams! Are we sure they played the same CC game?

-The player is one of the game's most empathetic people. Even after so much death and pain, they still are. And they know how to stay professional when working on a sensitive case.

-I'd count it as evidence of them being good at undercover work! They're also constantly undercover in S6 and manage to fool nearly everyone they meet!

-I've always wondered about the timeline for solving a case... I swear they finish every case within a shift! I think the only one I canonly recall taking more than a day was Anatomy of Murder when Jones talks about reading his book before bed during chapters 2&1 (I think...).

-The player has a heart of gold, and it's a miracle they still do by the end of the series!✨

-They must be LOADED! But if people keep giving them free money on top of their job income, it's no surprise they probably don't have to worry about money!

-With all the clothes and accessories they get throughout the series, they could have a whole floor in their house dedicated to their closet! Hopefully, they donate anything they no longer want.

-A common theme among OC players is that they always have a secret past! I'm sure someone must have made one with a past as a thief or something to help explain how they're so good at picking locks!

-Agreed. They are only allowed to participate in hide-and-go-seek by being the timekeeper.

-The player must live off of coffee, energy drinks, or SOMETHING to be so energetic! I know I wouldn't be so excited to do extra work by helping people after solving a murder! I hope they get extended vacations to make it even!

-Player, spreading positivity wherever they go!✨

-They better get paid WELL for everything they do for their job, teammates, cities and citizens!

-They've got nerves of steel and the bravery of a god to stand up against so much higher authority! They've even talked back to royalty before, too!

-For how often they search through the trash, they either have no sense of smell or the strongest stomach in the world!

-The player's case record is unbeatable! And they solved all those cases in under a decade, according to the undefined timeline!

-I think the drink thing stopped after S2 (or at least I don't remember it happening as much after that season), but they are still often invited for drinks one way or another!

-I'll never know how they weren't recognized in S7, given how famous they are! For changing to such a secret job when they joined the supernatural hunters, it's a surprise they weren't recognized! Especially considering we run into past characters!🤔

-The player is probably the first person people go to after breaking something! We'll never know how they manage to fix things so perfectly! Unless they really ARE magic!🤔

-The player never does say no to free food... Even when they really should! How they never got food poisoning (Jones flashback intensify) will remain a mystery!

-Don't worry; other characters put the player on a pedestal for us!😉

Phew! That was a workout! Hopefully, we didn't lose you guys!😅

I can tell you put a lot of work into this, so let me be the first to say good job!🥳✨

NOW TAKE A BREAK! You deserve it after creating this doc!

You captured a lot of the player's traits and successes! And I look forward to seeing what others think about your analysis! And if there's anything they think should be added! After all, it is always helpful to have some extra input!😊

[lyrakanefanatic]

i feel like lyra’s relationship with her father (how she feels about him i mean bc there was no relationship ☠️☠️) is going to kind of have the same progression throughout the trilogy as darrows relationship with eo through out the red rising series

first book in the red rising series and how darrow deals with his feelings toward eo: his entire decision to infiltrate the golds and reconstruct the society was around eos death. (obv lyra isnt doing this but hold on!!) he loved her so much that he avenged her. in his mind, eo was this innocent martyr that the golds killed, and therefore he needed to avenge her. he falls in love with mustang but cannot justify the relationship to himself because he knows in the end he will be forced to hate her, as shes a gold. (btw just as an explanation sort of thing, the red rising trilogy is basically a dystopian book where the world is arranged by a colour coded hierarchy: gold is the highest, the dictators of everything, and red is the lowest, practically slaves. (there are other colours but they’re in between) darrow was a red, but after eos death (his wife) he had surgery to turn into a gold, and tried to infiltrate them in hopes of bringing down the entire corrupt society for eos dream. eo was hung because she sung a rebellious song (kind of like the hanging tree) to rebel against the golds and their harsh society. all caught up now?)

first book in the grandest game series and how lyra feels towards tomas: lyra tells herself that she didnt participate in the grandest game just to find out about her father, but as the book progresses, winning becomes a second priority to finding out about what exactly the hawthornes did to him. she doesnt exactly love her father and knows hes not entirely innocent as he was absent in her life, but she sees the hawthornes as the sole reason he was the way he was, and blames them for his death. her feelings towards tomas are complex and hard to explain, but because she was with him when he died and was the only one who heard his last words (him blaming the hawthornes), she feels inclined to avenge him and find out what happened to him, as shes his only hope and his daughter. she falls in love with grayson HAWTHORNE, and cannot justify her feelings to herself as she knows that she would be going against the one thing her father told her, and she knows she is supposed to hate him for his familys’ potential actions.

U SEE THE SIMILARITIES????

now heres darrows feelings towards eo in the second book (golden son):

darrow finds out that eo was secretly pregnant when she sacrificed her life to become a martyr, and darrow began to hate her for her actions. he cannot understand why she would go to that extent for her “dream” (or beliefs, which was to be free without the golds ruling over everybody), and blames her for never being satisfied with what she had, or what she could have. (a family). suddenly, the version of eo in his head switches, and all he can think is that eo was at fault for all of it: for darrow having to leave his life, his family to go fight a broken society. still, he understands her vision. what he cant understand is why it had to be a higher priority then him and his soon to be child. he still loves mustang, and for once doesn’t feel wrong about it. but, they have a falling out (thats one way to put it LMAO) and all darrow can think is that that was what was going to happen all along, because he was a red and she was a gold.

and then theres darrows’ feelings towards eo in the third book (morning star): he’s getting older now, and as he falls for mustang more and more and matures more, he realizes that eo was just a girl at the bottom of a hierarchy. she wanted to live for more, and although darrow cannot excuse her actions, he knows that her dream was real. he is at peace with the fact that eo is dead, and despite the fact that he will always defend her dream, he knows that shes a part of his past that he has to let go.

i think that lyra will go through that same cycle too, from dedication to avenging her father and wanting to know what alice did to him in the first book, to being angry with him (for reasons that idk bc the book isnt out yet) in the second book, to finally accepting his death and knowing that remembrance didnt have to go hand in hand with vengeance.

i dont know how the books will turn out, but it’d be cool if lyra followed through the same grieving steps as darrow did. also, if you havent yet, READ THE RED RISING TRILOGY!! its raw and beautiful and hands down the best book to come out of a dysptopian/science fiction genre (YES I SAID IT!!)

[brokenchainsforgedbonds]

[lost characters as crane wives characters. lets go]

[jack shepherd - know how]

[fundamentally a song about anxiety and not being able to move on, feeling trapped and resistant to let things change even when it should be for the better. jack can't move on, it's a fundamental driver of the story, he always feels like he can't be done with anything.]

[kate austen - easier]

[ive talked about this before but. its literally her. girl who feels like she cant ever find peace staying in one place. girl who just wants to settle down but can never find a way to cure that aching in her chest to move.]

[john locke - new discovery]

[john felt like he was stuck, a sad old man with nothing to live for, just going through the motions without purpose. so, he searches for something to give him meaning, but even when he finds it in the island, he feels like he has to keep pushing and keep forcing on to preserve that sense of purpose, because he has to be moving towards something, or else it was all for nothing.]

[james "sawyer" ford - ancient history]

[okay i really love this one. ancient history's so james core its about a traumatic past that you can't help but let color your existence. like james, the singer feels defined by what's happened to them because of how much it still hurts them. he tries to move on, but he's trapped in cycles.]

[sayid jarrah - the wolf]

[well someone sure thinks they're a monster. the singer of the wolf sees themself as something dangerous and violent, something that will inevitably hurt the people they care about. both the singer & sayid feel like they're trapped in cycles that just hurt themself and others.]

[hugo "hurley" reyes - volta]

[very much a song about mental health. specifically it's about improving, finally deciding to do something about what you've been through. fundamentally volta's a song about hope & making a change for yourself in a way that's super reminiscent of hurley.]

[sun-hwa & jin-soo kwon - curses]

[okay yes i know all the rest of the characters got their own separate songs and all but 1. sun & jin's arcs are so heavily defined by each other in a way unique to them, and 2. curses is so incredibly them i dont want to pass it up. the two struggle to find the words for each other, to be open about what weighs on them and their secrets, to the point it nearly destroys their relationship. but, in the end, the two still stay together, they still try to improve their relationship.]

[charlie pace - the garden]

[the garden is in large part a song about catholic guilt. need i say more? it doesn't matter because i will. charlie feels incredibly guilty over his past and his actions, but struggles to respond to that guilt, instead stewing in self-hate and fear.]

[claire littleton - here i am]

[claire forever feels abandoned. in her flashbacks and by people on the island, she is always left behind by the people she cares about, until she feels like her loneliness is forcd to define her in season 6.]

[desmond hume - little soldiers]

[little soldiers is extremely despen coded. desmond insists that he cares about penny, but fears that after everything, he's hurt her too bad. and yet, him and penny still try, they still put in the work to improve and stay together.]

[aight thats all i can fit for now ill add a part two in a bit]

[zhenni12]

okay I’m making a list

Thisisnotawebsitedotcom.com stuff you can input below the cut (as much as I can find anyways). I’m not gonna say what they do unless necessary.

Dipper

Mabel

mason

Stan-click it a bunch of times. Then click “how he defeated me” a bunch of times.

ford/sixer

divorce/breakup

bill/cipher/bill cipher/llib- Wikipedia page for triangle. I read the whole thing. I thought there would be a code. There wasn’t. rubber hose

love ya bro- picture that Stan drew of him and ford on their boat. On the back there’s a code that says “wanna keep notes from parents and cops? Here’s a note: kings of New Jersey!” kings of New Jersey pacifica

platinum paz

Alex hirsch

wendy

abuelita

waddles

clone/tyrone

Giffany (click multiple times)

weirdmageddon

craz/xyler

mcgucket/fiddleford

disney

mystery

question/answer

love/boyfriend (I feeeeeel like it’s Ariel narrating. Cannot confirm. But it kinda sounds like her.)

reality/the universe

triangle

cursed

curse wittebane

titans blood

tantrum

scalene/scrimbles

euclydia

suck it merlin

lies

sorry

mystery shack

book of bill

gravity falls

season 1/2/3

just fit in

dorito (it will jumpscare you. Just wait.)

baby bill

not a phase

theraprism

death

life

fordtramarine

booberry

blind eye

family matters

axolotl

journal 3

morality

shave your grandma

paper is book skin

even his lies are lies

gun

god/help me

ducktective

tad strange

Toby determined

fbi/cia

one eyed king

pinata

cryptogram codex

disco girl/babba (it WILL get stuck in your head)

portal

that’s just a/theory

you cant kill an idea

Vallis cineris—(from the corner of the room, visible in lightning flash)

forget the past

Hotxolotl

SevenEyes —code reads: “set coords to dimension R34LITY.”

R34lity

ad astra per aspera—(this is from the page that comes up when you click the stabbed book: it’s written backwards and in code. It’s Latin for ‘through hardships to the stars’)

monster

even his lies are lies

well well well being (click multiple times)

naitsuaf

oroborous

elon/gyatt

baaaa —code translated to “black sheep”

black sheep

sorry

dionarap—beware the imposter LOL (also what genius tried paranoid backwards??)

T. J. Eckleburg

tcennoc eht stod

NOW FOR THE REALLY LONG TRAIL THING THAT HAS US ALL STUMPED

riddle—yes—mountain dont—lyre liar—Harold’s ramblings—union made—29121239168518—grebley hemberdreck—rat—34166554—tinsel snake—torture mentally—Xgqrth—333 Sundapple lane, cozy creek, IL, 60714-94611—multilevel mark (which, I will say, was weird, because on the Theraprism page about bills crimes it lists “multilevel marketing” as a crime. Don’t know what’s up with that.)—…who defeated silas birchtree—Emmaline butternubbins—dispense treat now!

and that’s all I’ve got.

[tenaciouschronicler]

April 16-19 2025 2010

Gallows is back to trolling John, this time offering a better map of LOWAS as a sign of peace. Crazy that shes got the tech for this yet earlier all she offered was a vibrant colored drawing. Im also proud of Johns little sarcasm towards Gallows. I know the situation is crazy but he should really take this as a lesson not to trust so easily for now.

John travels to and through the Gate finding himself on LOLAR, specifically in Roses bookself. As weve seen, nothing short of direct physical contact will wake one who is dreaming.

In the midst of John renaming Vodka Mutini, Davesprite starts berating him for continuing to trust what Gallows says. Which, fair, but hey at least This time there was no death. And according to Daveaprite this is actually the correct path.

TG: this is how it works

TG: the progression of gates is like this whole round robin thing

As best I can gather, you get somewhere on your planet (gate 1), next goal is your server players planet (gate 2), then a location on their planet (gate 3), then Their server player (gate 4) and so on. With each pass, you are collaboratively building the foundations for the next player to reach the next gate. But of course John has his rocket pack so he can cheat past that. My only thing is I dont think everyones Gate 2 or what have you matches because everyone is supposed to pass through seven of them. So I dont know if John can get back to LOWAS through Roses gate or if he can if Rose can as well.

After so graciously explaining all that John decides hed rather talk to 'the real dave' which is as brutal as it is fair. Davesprite obviously takes offence to this because hes as real as the rest but, while its a poor choice of words, I can see where John is comming from. Arguably, Davesprite is not the Dave John knows. Up until the moment the timeline split Davesprite was our Dave and now that hes gone back he is no longer the Dave of this timeline. He has too many other experiences that in Johns mind make him someone else entirely. Even Dave falls to the idea that he knows how Davesprite is feeling when actually he cant know anymore because they no longer have the same experiences. Sure its likely he has a better understanding of himself but he cant truly know Davesprite. Its a very shit situation Davesprite is in because he is real, these are his friends but they arent His friends. His friends are gone and hes all that remains.

Dave tries to convince John to do some snooping under the guise of cleaning up his mess in a way that shows how little resistance John has towards his friends. Before Dave can get the code for Roses journals he sneakily convinced John to reveal, Dream Rose flies over and bonks Dream Dave with a ball of yarn, waking him up and revealing Daves room. Here we see its current state, glowing drawings of Sweet Bro and Hella Jeff, a murder of crows and, disturbingly, Lil Cal in his own Dream clothes. This is the craziest reveal, especially since Lil Cal is currently shreds on the roof.

Back with John, he decides to look at Roses books to see if he can find anything interesting, mostly to keep himself from looking at his birthday present. He does find something of interest "a book full of beautiful poetry and groundbreaking philosophical thinking by American Sports Legend, Charles Barkley." which doesnt exist. Finally, unable to keep his curiosity at bay, John takes a look at his present.

[jexified]

Voices of the Void spoilers (and just a generally long post) below the cut

i dont really plan on posting stuff about my votv run, but a lot of shit happened in one day that i feel would be funny to share

so, day 16, past few days have been smooth sailing - got a radio, put some Beatles on it, gave out shrimp to the cat overlords, been gettin' hashes and signals as easy as i can.

i wake up at 2:00am (not due to anything new i just have a horrible sleep schedule in game) and am greeted with this

now i dont know what this means, i just woke up for gods sake. this is my first run, im doin' this mostly blind. i dont fuckin' know what to do. i thought about sending kerfus to check it out but i dunno if itll be dangerous to him and he's the only buddy i got here.

i elect to wait until sunrise to check it out, and of course by the time the sun's up all the dots are gone.

(well all were gone but three to the west, near Yankee - i used kerfus to check them out later as he had to go to Yankee anyway, but nothing was there, and when i had to quit to the menu and back to fix a bug the signals were gone.)

So, shit happens, i move on. Get up, send kerfus out to fix servers, and start grabbing and processing a few signals. but then the universe said fuck you.

i check the radar again a bit later to find a new dot southeast, and approaching. fast. i panic, obviously, and just kinda run in place for a minute trying to figure out whether i should hide in the basement or not. by the time ive (not) decided what to do, the thing is right outside. i look out the window and only see what i can describe as fucking lightning strike directly outside the window, sending shit inside flying. i look to what i assume is the source only to see this

HELLO? WHO ARE YOU?

i have zero fucking clue what this is - remember, mostly blind.

this thing just showed up, scared the shit outa me, said "fuck you" and zapped the floor, then up and left. this fucker

perhaps the most terrifying bit of this whole encounter, however, was the fact that when i tried to enter the menu to get a screenshot, this fucker said "nuh-uh" and went on to move anyway, while the menu gui started to freak out. weird glowy 4th-wall breaking orbs were not on my bingo card today.

anyway, it leaves, big deal. i can deal with a little zappage now and then (though it was annoying having to re-organize some of my shit). but thats not all folks.

later on, when kerfus is headed home and ive gotten all of my hash codes, i spot another dot on the radar - right outside the base.

i check with kerfus but theres nothing there, and im tired of the bullshit at this point, so i head outside and deal with it.

theres nothing there - just kerfus stuck on a ledge like the little idiot goober he is. i pick him and loop back to the front, only to be greeted by a familiar face.

a fucking mannequin, standing right where nothing was just 10 seconds earlier

im done with all the crap at this point (and especially hate the mannequins in specific after the staged power outage around day 4) so i send kerfus inside, pick the mannequin fucker up, and drag that bitch down to the basement while verbally berating it through the screen.

i chucked it in the incinerator. sent that bitch to hell, same day shipping.

so, after that happened i just send my daily report off (writing "there's glowy orbs outside" at the bottom, just cause) and head to bed.

but of course it cant end here, so i get woken up at fucking 10pm greeted with the votv equivalent of "there are monsters nearby"

i am way past tired with this shit at this point, and am starting to embody the essence of the fed-up twink that is Dr. Kel.

i head downstairs, check the radar. theres another dot far northwest.

open the menu, its freaking out again. the orbs cant rest with simply having zapped my parking lot, they gotta disturb my sleep as well. anyway, the dot was leaving as i checked it regardless.

i just say "cool" and head back upstairs. the game lets me go back to bed.

day 17 now, im quite excited to see what happens next.

this game is so fucking good.

[gutta-percha]

crazy intense dreams last night

it started with me at an old friends house, she wasnt there but her brother was. we chatted for a while then i decided to leave, but the house was huge and i couldnt find my way out. an older woman said 'oh arent you staying for tea? we always have it at nine exactly' i said thank you but declined, then more people started coming and it seemed like they were arriving for a party. i remember walking past them through the kitchen as they were lined up with plates as a woman was unloading things from the dishwasher (?) one of the people lined up, a young lad, spat on the floor of the kitchen as i squeezed past them. i said 'thats fucking disgusting' but no one seemed to notice or care

later, i was alone in a room with a girl who i felt like i knew, but who i cant place now. it was a fancy parlour/sitting room (the house had now become some kind of posh mansion). we were chatting and eventually she said something weird to me, like 'do you think you can make me excited?' or smth, i realised she wanted to have sex with me and i felt awkward and tried to say 'uh, no sorry' she seemed hurt and disappointed so i clarified 'no, youre really pretty but im gay and... yeah sorry if i was leading you on' or something to that effect. she took out a pad and pencil and started drawing, and i saw she was sketching a very detailed picture of a vulva. i said 'wow, thats impressive, i cant draw that well, i normally just shade in an upsidedown triangle' she laughed half heartedly. then an old woman came in and she seemed suddenly tense (her mother? grandmother?), i took the pad and flipped it to a different page and made a show of talking about the other, non-sexual, drawings with the old lady, to the girls relief. i think it was at this point actually that the old lady asked if i wanted to stay for tea... cant remember...

then i met another old friend, my childhood best friend who ive grown apart from now and havent seen in years. we hugged and reminisced about stuff. theres a gap in my memory here, but the next thing i remember is a bunch of other dudes arrived, rough looking guys. they seemed to know (friend) but i didnt know them. friend started acting cold and harsh to me and i was starting to feel uneasy. i got the impression that they wre in a gang together or some other criminal enterprise and that i wasnt welcome in their 'circle'. another gap in my memory, but then i remember them turning on me, getting beaten up, falling over and being told to stay down. we were in some kind of wooden hall at this point, reminded me of the assembly hall from school, but smaller. they were stood around as if they were waiting for something. i was asking them wtf was going on and they were sorta interrogating me in turn. friend was looking at me with contempt, i felt like it was some kind of doublecross. like hed invited me here (?) and pretended to be friendly until the other guys showed up. i gathered that it was some kind of gang thing (drugs? scams?) i remember them looking at a computer screen with, like, h4ck3r code on it. i think they were also involved in like, filming pornos or something too? a woman showed up at one point in some kind of (frankly hideous) burlesque costume with a ridiculously huge curly blonde wig on, being shown to a bed and cameras set up. idk. i was genuinely scared they were gonna murder me or something for finding out their secret. i promised i wouldnt squeal, that i didnt care what they were up to. i remember them all leering down at me. next thing, i was lifted up and set back on my feet. i was stood in the corner with two guys blocking me so i 'couldnt escape' and they continued to make mocking small talk. i contemplated grabbing the one guy and using him to kick off against the other, but i knew there were too many and id just be making the situation worse for myself

then a different guy came in, shorter than the others but seemingly a few years older than us. he was obviously coked up, and seemed to be the leader. picture the mental drug dealer from skins. he, like, looked me up and down and barked questions and orders at the guys. they were discussing what to do with me, it seemed clear i needed to be 'dealt with'. friend was talking to him and said in a blunt matter-of-fact way that he liked having me around for 'nostalgia' and that i 'liked a drink'. crazy guy said something like 'i respect a man that can hold his drink' some other stuff happened, but then basically i was let off the hook. friend stopped being cold and aloof and beamed at me as if this was some kind of initiation. all the guys were, like ,tussling my hair and ribbing on me. it was a very strange contrast.

then i remember being sat in one of those ampitheatre type seats at a cinema. friend was say next to me. i remember seeing an elderly couple sat infront of us, which felt comforting since that meant there were 'normal people' around. contemplated asking for help, but couldnt with friend and his gang around.

at this point i felt like id been there for a few days, and that they were starting to trust me so i wasnt constantly monitored. at the first oppurtunity i made a break for it and took off down one of the halls trying to find some way to escape. as i walked, the building changed and i found myself in a section that was like a school. i barged past a few classes that were taking place, until a teacher shouted 'what are you doing here?' i turned around and in my best old boot impression (real ones know) said 'i dont knooow' the whole class erupted in laughter and i used the opportunity to flee. i saw the drive and gates from the window and knew i was near the entrance. the front doors were wide open when i got there and no one was around so i walked outside, though still worried about being seen. an elderly dog sat guarding the cars and bikes barked at me, but then recognised me and came with me running along ahead. i had no idea where i was but felt that if i coud make it into the town centre i coud catch a bus home or atleast ask directions. then, as i was crossing a road an enormous whale rose over the horizon (even though there was no water around) and the dog ran up its back. i followed, finding it surprisingly easy to hold on; then i woke up.

it wasnt actually like that at all, i tried to go back to sleep and go back into the dream but it didnt work and now ive forgotten most of it.

[iced-souls]

Damn the gravity falls deciphering be getting me into a grind huh

BUT YOU KNOW WHAT ELSE HAS CIPHERS??? (Languages really but—)

ROTTMNT!!!!!!

Ok so i know someone’s probably made a thing like this already considering it’s been a while since both the rottmnt show and movie have come out, but I couldn’t find any with the searching strategy i was using (looking in the google photos section for something exactly 1 time),

So i decided to do the much easier way of deciphering that is struggling to do it myself!!! Yayyy!!!!!

Now the thing i was TRYING to decipher was this thing on the key:

I didn’t actually end up finding it in the end, BUT I DID FIND OTHER STUFF/ WILL TRY AGAIN ANOTHER TIME

And this is the part I actually find more interesting

On this image for the design of the key’s map thing there’s a bunch of krang letters in it

There’s a very blurry version of the krang alphabet, which imma show the image its found on later but point is—

The alphabet is blurry WHICH IS WHY SEARCHING THE ALPHABET THAT SOMEONE HAS CLEANED UP IS GOOD—

NO you’d be wrong if you thought that because I couldn’t find any that had all/ 100% accurate letters to this image, but there were ones that were semi-accurate so

Credit to this post for the clean thing,

looking at the clearer version plus comparing to the blurry but canon version, I was able to put together this

(Note: I forgot to write it but the faded one at the bottom left is a Q)

I don’t know if the random letters/numbers scattered around actually combine to mean something BUT

COWABUNGA

GYYAAAAAAAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHHA GOD DAMN WHY DID NO ONE SPEAK OF THIS TO ME

Frickin theories poppin in, PLEASE dont tell me them past warriors *cough* maybe travel back in time turts *cough* signed off the krang with a cowabunga, ITS ON THE RIM OF THE KEY TOO BRO—

ANYWHO, it may say cowabunga on the rim of the key BUT, the code i was trying to get is on both the bottom and back of the key SO

I now have more clear letters of the krang alphabet. There are more on the page where the alphabet is found which you’ll see i also deciphered at the botttom BUT putting everything together I got this:

Presumably. The letters the key design page gives you are all different “letters”, since none of them fully match with each other. Hell it’s probably just some rune/spell thing, maybe even individual words.I tried seeing maybe its simplified versions of the other language? Cant put together any words with that so far tho.. plus the big symbol seems strange to be on its own.

Anywho i’ve come up with 2 things in this, 1 they either said cowabunga in the past or the turtles were gonna go into the past, and 2 i am going down an unintended rabbit hole. Maybe imma try post an alphabet of me own haha.

Ok have fun with this should you not have already known!!!

[hermesserpent-stuff]

for my mysterios apprentice au. right after uncle ben died.

mentions of death and funerals and mourning.

Quentin finds his heart aching. The Parker family had been so kind to him after he had started letting Peter into his lab. May and Ben had even had him over several times and had been kind enough to include him on holidays when they truly had no need to. He has a lovely pair of mittens from last Christmas that he wears when the weather cools. Peter had been his main connection to the happy family, but Ben and May had accepted him easily as another adult figure in Peter’s life.

Now…

Now Ben Parker is dead. A gunshot from a random robber who had fled the scene. Quentin silently stands beside Peter in the graveyard. The skys are bright and clear, almost a mockery of the sorrow that rests on the shoulders of all those standing around. Peter’s eyes are stained red, but there are no tears today. Instead, the teen looks to be attempting to stand strong for his aunt. Quentin feels so useless in the face of this grief. A soft wind blows as the final rights are read and the coffin is covered. 

During the repast at the Parker’s home, Peter vanishes. Quentin goes up to Peter’s room to find the teen frowning down at a notebook, tears falling onto a already dampened page. Quentin knocks on the doorframe and the teen scrubs his face and snaps the the notebook closed.

“Peter-”

Peter looks away. Right. So many well wishes and apologies. The kid must be sick of them. Quentin certainly knows he had grown sick of them each time he had a parent die. He takes a breath.

“Want to make like a tree and get out of here? I have a back to the future movie with your name on it and a piece of coding that has been fighting me for a week.”

He quotes the movie and is rewarded for his efforts with a glance from Peter. The teen hesitates and Quentin breathes.

“Your aunt has a few dozen people to look after her right now. You need to recoup your strength so you can look after her later. Let me look after you today. Okay Peter?”

Peter hesitates, and then seems to come to some sort of decision, hand tightening around the notebook as his eyes grow fierce. 

“Okay.”

It is the last word heard from Peter for a while. 

---

Peter works silently in his lab, nary a word crossing his lips. No smiles or laughter either. Quentin feels so lost. He wants to be there for Peter but is not entirely sure how. Things had started vanishing from his work space over the last weak but Quentin does not have the heart to confront his apprentice. What should he do?

Peter communicates through notes, handwriting slightly shaky. But clear. Quentin would prefer to to hear Peter speak. Whistle. Have any sign of happiness. 

He had called his own past mentor, seeking ideas, but Phineas had simply told him that time and support are the best he can do. There is not a way for him to replace Ben. Or restore the man to life. Peter just needs someone. But… Quentin feels useless. 

Quentin sucks in a breath as Peter leaves that evening, and he notes another bit of scrap gone missing. Alright. This is enough. He has to say something. 

Peter comes back the next day and Quentin sits at his work bench.

“Peter… Stuff has started to go missing from my lab. Not anything that I cant live without, but Id like to know that your taking things rather them just disappearing. I dont mind sharing, but I want to know I can trust you with my tools and supplies-”

Peter’s face pales and twists with guilt and the teen looks away as his eyes get teary. Quentin softens his voice and touches Peter’s shoulder.

“You dont have to tell me what your secret project is, but you can’t… locking everyone out isnt healthy Peter. And I want to help you. But I cant if you dont-”

Peter starts to scribble something, frowns, crumples the paper and stands with a rush. He throws his bag back over his head and then is gone. Quentin tries to stop him but the teen shoves him and the strength of the push is a enough of a shock to leave Quentin on the floor. Shakily, the man breathes and straightens himself. 

Some how he had messed that up. Darn it! He just… He sighs. And then scoops up the piece of paper. And a few of the newspaper clippings that had fallen from Peter’s bag in the teen’s haste.

‘If thou didst ever thy dear father love … Revenge his foul and most unnatural murder.’

His heart beats a little faster. Oh. How had he not considered this. Peter is looking for revenge. He had not thought the Parker’s the type. His finger tap a unsteady rhythm as he considers the idea. No. Revenge was not like Peter. Nor was killing, which is certainly the end result of a revenge for the death of a love one. He would have hoped Hamlet had taught him… Then again to hear a tale and to live it, are two separate things. 

Hamlet had been alone. 

Peter would not be.

--

Peter feels embarrassed by his little storm out. But everything had been so much since Uncle Ben died. He had thought Quentin would not have noticed as he tried to build things up for Spider-man. His little persona that would allow him to get Ben’s killer. It had gotten him into a few scraps with random thugs he thought might be responsible, quickly teaching him that he needed better gear. And some better fighting skills. 

But he had not thought…

Now Quentin must hate him too. Another person lost as he tried to put things right. Maybe if he just spoke… but his voice constantly failed him when he tried. Fear, panic, distress, anyone of those labels could almost fit the feeling that snatched his ability to speak. 

Peter stands at Quentin’s lab door, twitching slightly. He had to try and explaining himself. He hopes…

He pushes the door open slowy, fingers tightening over his bag strap. Perhaps he could convince Quentin to forgive him. He adjusts his false glasses. His mentor turns as he enters and Peter bends his head slightly. There is not a smile on Quentin’s face like normal.  Pain pieces his heart. He is not welcome here?

“Peter. Here.”

Peter quietly takes a binder from the hands of his mentor. He slowly opens it, and is stunned to find that it is full of information about uncle Ben’s murder. Suspects, type of gun used, history of different similar crimes, where the suspects maybe. 

His eyes are huge, looking up through unneeded glasses to his mentor’s eyes.

“I used up all the contacts I could. Im not… I’m not the most connected in the underground, but I had a few people who owed me or owed a friend of mine who got stuff from the police department that wasn't released to the media.”

Peter holds it reverently and looks up at Quentin. A whisper slips out, voice working for once. 

“Thank- thank you.”

His heart soars for a moment. Quentin smiles and then cups his face gently.

“Just… Peter. Vengengece isnt… you. Justice? That might be more your speed. Just- don't lose that Peter I've come to admire. Okay? Take care of that Peter that your Uncle Ben loved.”

Peter feels tears falling at the reminder of his Uncle. With great power comes great responsibility. He is reminded of the words he had brushed off so casually that night. Peter slowly nods.

He presses closer to his mentor with a soft breath. He would hunt down his uncle’s killer. But he is not so sure he wants to kill them anymore. With these powers he now had and this new information, he is more sure than ever of his success. He could do this. 

[loversj0y]

Hii, it's me again!

Ok remember a while back I requested night beach with Wilbur?

Doing Night beach again tonight, so can I get some night beach with Tommy?

gosh a night beach with tommy would be so much fun, i dont really write romantically for tommy (i love him but hes too little brother coded to me personally bc he reminds me of my school little brother i had in high school) but as for some platonic stuff

i think about the sleepover vlog with ranboo a lot (mostly because im a big car seat headrest fan, and it irks the hell out of me that i cant find the shirt ranboo wears in the end of the vid) (also mostly bc its such a big comfort to me) but going off his behavior in that

tommy is such a joy man, all big laughs and bits. he has his quieter moments too, of course, but he doesn't prefer them to the sound of yours and his laughter.

he loves throwing pebbles, especially (kindly) at you, and definitely doesnt start a pebble war that ends in him complaining that you hit his face and he might bruise and "how will he impress molly now"

he would also find the weirdest looking pebble and say it reminds him of you. because he's a little shit.

he'd probably make up stories about the things you find that people had left behind. every bottle cap has a story, after all. and he is delighted in the fact that he gets to make them up. if theres put out cigarettes and beer caps, he's talking about edgy fucks like wilbur. if theres crisp bags and soda caps, he's talking about how it's middle schoolers going on a date, but the date didn't end well, so one of them left the remnants because they're crying

(he'd also probably pick up this trash. at least id very much fucking hope so -someone who lives at a beach and gets annoyed seeing even the Tiniest piece of plastic there)

the quiet moments arent necessarily serious moments, either. there's no big admissions, no sharing of childhood regrets. maybe secrets though. the quiet comes in the form of hushed chats about hope, the future, and the good things you've learned to become thankful for. he's always about focusing on the brighter side of the past, citing memories about his friends in class rather than the bullies that tried to torment him.

he'd also try to embarrass the fuck out of you if he saw someone walk past. because. he's a little shit (affectionate).

[spider4webs]

A Good Girl’s Guide to Murder review (so SPOILERS SPOILERS SPOILERS!!!)

I guess this part isn’t really a review but is my reaction towards some parts throughout the story(also I tried to label which chapter but I got lazy, sorryy)

andie’s dad using past tense??

pippa impersonating Chloe 💀 lowkey would’ve done the same if I had to

WHO THE FUCK WAS WATCHING THEM WHILE WHY WERE CAMPING?!

THE NOTE?!

SECRECT OLDER GUY?

“that’s why her hair is so big it’s full of secrets” that’s literally andie

naomi is a little sus

I thought andie didn’t have a connection w mr ward why would she be calling him an asshole? maybe dress coded her or smth?

what if Elliot Ward is the secret older guy 😨😨

The note nat put in andie’s locker??? she’s def a new suspect

why are adults messing around w Highschooler andie 🤨😨

noo sals Interview kinda makes him look sus 🙁

hippo pippo 💀

jason bell is so ew

yooo are are andie and max so close? 🤨

drink spiking? hmm suspicious

not andie cheating on Sal 😔

why does max have that photo of andie 😨

Ravi staring howie down and lowkey funny and cute at the same time

RAVI BEING PROTECTIVE OF PIP AWHH

NOT ANDIE SELLING DRUGS

Pip and Ravi breaking and entering 💀

ANDIE BEING AT THE INN A FEW WEEKS AGO?!?!

nevermjnd false alarm

chap 24 - MAX KNOWS HOWIE?! BRO GETS MORE AND MORE SUSPICIOUS AND ITS HIS 2nd TIME LYING

THE PHOTO?

SAL IS INNOCENT SAL IS INNOCENT SAL IS INNOCENT!!!

AWHHH RAVI’S REACTION

THE NOTE ON PIPPA’S LAPTOP?!

I CANT BELIEVE IN SAYING THIS BUT WHAT IF IT WAS HER MOM OR DAD

BARNEY NOOO BARNEY

AWHHH PIP I FEEL SO BAD

I FEEL SO BAD FOR RAVI TOO

YAYY RAVI CAME BACK

PARTNERS IN CRIME ARE BACK IN BUSINESS

ANDIE WRITING DOWN NAOMI’S SPARE SIM PHONE NUMBER?! It’s a clue but also kind of useless

the beginning of chapter 39 was a literal jump scare 💀

Cara did it, it was her she likes Butterfinger that’s all the evidence you need

MR WARDS PHONE NUMBER?! BROOO

MR WARD.

pip you’re so smart i aspire to be you

Omg if andie is still alive that would be so much worse

pips going to the house rn so anxious

mr ward finally got arrested

but the girl upstairs didn’t andie so what happened to andie? did she go back home and die there or smth? fucking max I knew he was suspicious

WSIT SO DID BECCA KILL ANDIE?

BECCA OMG GIRL

SO IT WAD HER WHO WENT TO THE INN?

aint no way she drugged pip

SHIT UP IS PIP GONNA DIE

well obviously not because the series has 2 more books 😭💀

why is page 377 so beautifully written

I KINDA FEEL BAD FOR BECCA

“And don’t tell them the only reason you started this project was because you fancied me. You know, think of a more noble reason.” omg ravi 😭😭

”I’m ravishing. Get it? Ravi-shing. Ravi singh.” that was lowkey kinda smooth though

okay review time

Once I got this book in my hands and started reading it I swear, it was one of the best wild roller coaster experiences I've ever had. Still unsteady, blubbering without nails, baffled, and lightheaded, but yet smiling and thrilled!

FANTASTIC CHARACTERIZATION, FAST AND HEART THROBBING PACING, GREAT-SATISFYING ENDING, GREAT STORY TELLING, AND ATTENTION-TAKING PLOT!

While reading, I had too many questions rushing through my mind.

Who actually murdered Andie? Or is Andie truly dead? Did she earn her fate? For the reason that as soon as we find out more about her, we realize that she is a bully, drama queen, drug dealer, and blackmailer! I wanted to punch her for all of her wonderful traits(sarcasm if you couldn’t tell).

Who allocated Sal the blame? Or did Sal actually do it? He is a picture of a kind, modest, and heavenly man. We think he has been hiding something, though. His friends refused to serve as his alibis and changed their testimonies regarding his whereabouts and when he left from their location. Where hence was he when the murder happened?

Who was threatening Pippa with texts to prevent her digging?

Well, I read the book quickly, and my spider senses didnt work properly until the last few pages, I was unable to identify the murderer or murderers. always being five steps behind the author

It was moving, enjoyable, nail biter, mind bending, surprisingly exciting, satisfying read. I enjoyed every page, every clue, every thrilling moments of this book. I highly recommend it!

[cavefairy]

tumblr dca fandom pls i need fic finding help theres this one scene thats been in my brain the past few days and for the life of me i cant remember what fic it was. all i know is roxy called moon 'murderbot' when talking to sun (i think they were in a vent or smthn ??? ) and sun basically explains that moon killing that one kid was completely an accident and he tried to fix it but his coding was essesntially fucked so he couldnt fix it does anyone know what the hell im talking about ??? do yall know what fic its from ??? id be super super grateful if someone else knew and could let me know which fic its from :3

[violetlearnschinese]

today is 6/30/2024 i just wanna write up a log of the things that i've tried so far i guess

i feel like my chinese learning journey is kinda interesting bc . i'm more addicted to trying to innovate/revolutionize/optimize how to learn chinese more than actually learning chinese . and sure some of that could be attributed to instant gratification or wtvr, but also i am also rly addicted to trying to solve physics-esque/mathy problems and that's just what my brain is inclined towards doing, like if it recognizes smth as mathy and nonoptimal then it'll compulsively search for a solution lol . usually this activity doesnt actually turn out to be super productive (and a lot of the time it can seem like im just Wildly Overcomplicating things, and there's definitely an argument for that, yes) but i believe it's at least Somewhattt useful + at least i enjoy the rush (sometimes) + maybe one day ill finally get some Good idea and then ill make millions !!! or maybe that is just what i tell myself to cope . Lmao . anyway.

chinese course at brown

hellochinese

made the whole diagram thing (i was so anal abt this (and esp its application to music) and eventually changed opinion to yeah sure it was correct but not a good way to approach learning bc kids arent just magical sponges but instead the reason that they learn quickly is bc 24/7 private tutor (their mother) + fast iteration)

anki spoonfed chinese too hard

may 23 night - may 24 day

call w regan, she inspired me to just go thru my chinese textbook bc she made me think damn maybe i should just try being normal for once

went thru half of chinese textbook

felt like i wasnt rly learning well past lesson 5 (and lessons 1-5 were mostly review anyway)

may 24-25 ish

found lazychinese.com comprehensible input

found other CI people existed

searched through a Lot, couldnt find much at my level, either way too easy for total beginner or too hard nothing to grasp onto or just no variety of sentence structures

may 25 night

salena sent me the gay guy i could sorta understand him, like i could latch on to smth

coded the thing

went over the video w transcript for a day or two

may 26 day

saw the baby in pool

may 26 night

watched n followed funny easy chinese ig/tiktok accts

may 26/27

tried peppa pig / cartoons / stories on yt / etc, still too hard

may27

up until now, really mostly input little output

peppa pig longest sentence

turned on chinese keyboard

chatgpt convo

texting w friends

wow im not bad

hearing is impt, then pure imitating, then say it while pinyin, then understand

u will not see gains intra-day 1 bc gains r slow obv u need multiple days etc wtvr 2 bc gains happen during Sleep (ie After the learning session, Not During)(analogy to gym, u dont get stronger inside of one session, ur muscle builds up After the session is done)(i notice improvement after one or two days)

do many short sessions, but also include some long sessions

imitating a sentence/paragraph whole-part-whole . listen to the whole thing, then split into parts, then put the parts together . like learning a piano piece . (also this is fractal - if too big, split up)

around this time i tried brute forcing comprehensible input via lazychinese.com, but found it too slow/unoptimal/wtvr

flirting w krashen's hypothesis and i see so many success stories abt krashen (e.g. https://www.reddit.com/r/languagelearning/comments/wetbjo/i_learned_english_through_magic_and_input_krashen/)

this was interesting too, i forgot what i got out of it but it was interesting (https://www.reddit.com/r/languagelearning/comments/r9g1s3/i_immersed_in_spanish_for_900_hours_without_any/)

eventually i disagree w krashen and think he's stupid bc my brother cant speak tagalog

opinion abt tutors

also found out that it lines up with more modern language acquisition theories and critiques of krashen: swain's comprehensible output + dekeyser’s skill building

hypothesis abt memorizing stories might be better than flashcards

like a memory palace but it's stories not palaces

du chinese analysis failed (unique word density starts at 12% then goes to 6%)

i think about here i stopped being so anal about the whole ... diagram that was rooted in kids being sponges

i dont hate language classes as much

trying to brute force grammar

current hypothesis/method:

trying to brute force grammar

same hypothesis abt memorizing stories to learn vocab, but now using AI generated stories (unique word density starts at 32% then goes to 20%. much better!)

build a huge foundation (learn lots of textbook grammar and vocab) (get lots of clay), then iron it out (practice listening/speaking/reading/writing/wtvr to acquire more natural idiomatic expressions and also just increase your speed/skill etc etc) (roll the clay)

[iguanasplit]

hey, its the hottest spring, speudo-summer i might say. i am considering retaking journalling just because i have the hunch it would do wonders to my mind. drawing is too doing wonders to my mind, both simultaneously creating and allowing some information, ideas relief.

i am 24, writing to an old voice, from a website i barely touch but that craddled my dreams when i entered college. and now after eons im here, i do come here sometimes to just talk to you like this, but i do still come sometimes, the same way you pop on my mind sometimes, lighthearted, not always good, but always lovingly. so im here. 4:30pm still working hours but im on lunch break. i work home. extra time i waste because my organizing skills have always been bad and i heard it has a name and im not medicating propperly for it, but then again i never have and ive come this far. so once again, track lost and refound, im here. 24, sitting at home working, drenched in sweat because the weather is awful, but in front of me theres my keyboard, my screen and to my side its the box i set up yesterday, my first and very own CPU. its black, tall and the left side has a pannel that allows me to see the fans spin and the silver of the processors resistance. something i always wanted when i was a child. a real gamer cpu, bought with my own money, and something i wasnt expecting. assembled throught my own hands. i know i shouldnt celebrate departures but in this case i cant help but being way too happy. way too giddy. y' know the way my head just gets stuck on things and wont let go till a big dawn. i hadnt realized how much i was missing, (a pity my brain just wouldnt let go) being entirely obsessed with several groups and such. uh yeah. the posters are there and the albums are too, but i dont burn like i did, desperate to know what did the kpop boys i like this round do today. they seem to be busy, thats good but its as good as i care, i dfidnt realize until i left how in most cases it felt like it didnt quite fit.

now im back on games stuff, its like i should have come here before, you know i knew i would have enjoyed it, their approach, this peoples approach to art is much freer, much more experimental and interesting and i could cry on how well it feels, not just to see things i think about appreciated but finding people who seem to be on that same wavelength. not that i dont appreciate the time, not that i dont love dearly everyone the past around 8 years gave me. i am just simply overjoyed in what i find today. i guess in the end everythings a phase, beginning and end entirely important. how i enter and how i end, what i got in the process its whats really important. i feel youd get it. but more importantly, and the most importantly is that their approach to art reignited mine in a way i hadnt seen in years, that nothing, nothing ever came close to do in the past decade since after you passed. maybe bts came close, but that only solidifies a subject above that has to do with themes and experimentation of art. but back on track. many times last year and in the past few years i was considering jsut leaving art, wanted to rip it off me. wanted off so i wouldnt disappoint myself every single time i tried and tried and failed, knowing i could be normal if i let go something i was never gifted and pretending would just burn me all over. the whole process has been like trying desperately to bury a living thing and hoping it stops coming out. every feet of dirt i just kept disappointing me further, i kept wishing i could take it all lightly. i was so close to dropping it, entirely.and well the regret the regret of seeing how much does everyone around me with real art careers were improving so much while i was crunching code on websites, most time spent trying to tell myself i could make it without drawing, maybe that will ease me out on the paper. but it never did it never came easier, it became harder and harder, and most times i wanted off as if it never existed in first place. not that i didnt love it i simply convinced myself it would be pointless to put on an effort and be disappointed in the end by the lackluster results i end up giving. im sorry, no amount of eroding edges and softening remove how jagged my insides are, and sorry no amount of regret can turn back time and hone the skills for all the time i lost being afraid, thats always been my pitfall. im sorry i only wanted to make you a drawing to explain how much your art ever meant to me and i never got the guts to truly put you in paper. you have always been the most tender of souls and my lacking hand couldnt do justice. but i think im back now. what i mean is that im back to trying this for real, with the intention of breaking, the intention of what i desperately said i did but i never did. im breaking the bones and instead of burying it im ransacking the fucking grave i guess. it all starts the same place it ends. im back where i was in highschool when i decided my young naive self that i wanted to tell stories through art, obsessed with games and animated series, and you were there too, beautiful, so i thought, i should tell you, because i tell you everything.

and so im back where i started, so much time lost but no regrets i guess. sorry not for dropping the pencil but for the many many times i lied about it. you will have my worse because thats after all the most that could be given, stupid, and worrysome, and unable to stop making all the mistakes i didnt make when i was young and too busying trying to make a daughter my parents would be proud instead of whatever i am so theres so much to pick up. i am to be build from scratch, so much to do, so much rough, so much lack of skills, and so you will have me in all the mistakes and loose ends i left, the splinter in the wood from everything i tore apart and never propperly cleaned, but its all of me, and theres so much to clean here before we can propperly start anew. i will take care of it. anyway, i build a computer from scratch like i wished when i was 14 and i still have some tasks to do for work today, but after that im all yours so if youll have me.