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knightmaring · 4 years ago

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tw self harm, blood, mentions of abuse, murder, death.

The stones were placed deliberately, a winding maze stretching out of the cave's mouth. He didn't know if Deimos was the god or hero of his people's religion, but it was a vital part of his identity and one of the only ways he could think to explain to his father.

Hudson sets the last stone in place and grabs his bag, pulling out a paper house. "Hey, Deimos..." he calls out to the night sky. "Dad or father. I don't know what you want me to call you, but, uh, it's me? Hudson. Your son." He steps forward into his maze. "I'm not really good with words and I don't know what sort of ...offering you're expecting." He continues on, winding around and into the cavern's mouth, swallowed by its darkness.

"I hope you don’t mind if I explain a few things first.” This wasn’t an offering of fear, because despite the fact that his father was the literal god of fear, Hudson didn’t feel… scary. Sure, people were intimidated by his stature and sometimes his skin color, or the simple fact that he was a man, but for the most part Hudson felt like a hamster in wolf’s clothing. “It’ll make sense in the end, I hope.” His heels click against the hard rock of the cave’s floor, each step accompanied by a soft jingle of the bobs of his spurs.

“My life's been... rough." He murmurs, licking his lips nervously. "The first five years my sisters and I, we were on and off the streets, in and out of foster care. Until we met Craig," he pauses and sets the house down on the floor between his boots. "It was the first real home we had and he was real nice, at first." Pulling his dagger from his belt, Hudson cuts the back of his hand. Blood trickles down, spilling around the paper house. "I was five years old when he married mom, and once that happened, it was like a light switch went off on him."

Shuffling forward, Hudson continues onward, a hand on the cave's wall to guide him. "I met Mr. Floyd a few months after that. Really cool dude. Taught me and my sisters a bunch of stuff. He's got a raccoon, Dipshit." Hudson pauses again, rummaging through his bag until he finds what he's looking for: a paper raccoon figure. "Mr. Floyd taught me to shoot a bb gun." He says, setting it down between his feet and repeating the process of cutting himself.

"We used to practice behind his shop on pictures of famous people. I got really good at it." He grins at the memory, finger gunning the darkness with a soft pew.

The grin slips away and he's back to wandering the maze nature had built into the mountain, a hand pulling out another paper creation from his bag. Calloused fingers rub at the folded edges of a gun. "Craig got worse. Mom didn't want to leave because we'd be without a house or food, which meant we'd get torn apart again... I was scared he might kill her or my sisters one day." He drops the paper gun, pressing the knife to his hand until he feels the sharp stick and the wet slick of blood again. Hudson lets out a hiss of pain. "So, I killed him. Pew!" Hudson mimics the finger gun motion again. "Right through his left eye."(edited)

The demigod grows quiet, frowning in the darkness. "The cops came and took mom away. My sisters and I ended up in foster homes. Separated." He pushes onward, the sound of ruffling wings and soft chirps from the cave's ceiling draw his gaze upward. Bats, he figures. "I bounced around a few homes after that, but the worst house was the Young’s. They used to put stuff in my food at night." His voice dips down to a strained, barely audible whisper. "I dunno if it was so I wouldn't fight back or if they thought I wouldn't remember, but---" Hudson's voice cracks and he stops, heart hammering in his chest. "I remember bits and pieces of what they did to me. Sometimes, I'll remember new things."

Hudson drops a paper cross to the ground, letting more blood rain down. A gust of wind that brushes past him, a soft flapping of fleshy wings trailing it. "Don't worry, life got better after that--- Some law got passed not too long after that and me and my sisters all got to go live with my grandma." He drops a little bird to the ground and continues with his trek. "Then, Mr. Floyd helped my mom get out of prison and they got married!" A blood slick paper ring is dropped.

"Things were good for a few years. For me, at least. My sister Denver had a harder time," he explains. "Craig had beat her real bad when we were young; got nerve damage in her leg. So, she was in constant pain... and," with his bloodied hand, he pulls out a paper hawk. "She lost hope that it'll ever stop hurting, that the chaos in her head will ever stop without the heroin." Kneeling to the ground, Hudson sets the bird down gently. "I got selfish, started spending more time with a girl in school---my first ever girlfriend---and I was barely home. Barely around to see Denver, to listen to her, to be there for her." He draws a fresh cut across his palm, wincing as he deepens it, almost as if he were punishing himself. "She got into a car accident. Killed some wealthy white dude who was out biking and drove off."

For a moment, Hudson simply sits there, letting his palm make a mess around the paper bird. It was one of the best years of his life, but all the good and happiness he experienced seemed small and insignificant when held up next to the heartbreaking events that lead up to his arrest and imprisonment. "We lived in Arizona, so you know, my sister coulda been tried as an adult even though she's just 16 and if that'd happened, then she woulda ended up on death row." A tear streams down his cheek. "So, I took the fall. I got that trial and ended up with that sentencing. She went to rehab, about four times. Then she overdosed five years later. I wasn't there for her again. I couldn't even attend her funeral.”

He sniffs back the avalanche of snot threatening to break free. "Prison sucked. Got stuck in the system for eight years, but thanks to a bunch of laws, my sentence was reduced to life in prison, then reduced again, and then commuted." He hisses as he pushes himself up off the cavern floor and presses onward. "Bounced around between jobs, bought my first house," if a mobile home counted as a house. "I was pretty active in the local anarchist community, and then uh, well, I ran for a city council seat... and I won."

He feels out the paper creations in his hand, and tosses the one he was fairly certain was a rainbow. "I jokingly proposed we legalize gay marriage in the city... as a publicity stunt for gay tourism, and uh... well, my bill passed." He lets out a laugh. "Yeah, the state government sued and apparently, that was the nail in the coffin for it to get bumped up to the Supreme Court." There's pride radiating off him. "Funny, huh? Bunch of scared old geezers suing us because they're afraid other cities in the state would copy cat and they'd be known as a gay state... well, their fear backfired on them real hard."

This was dragging on, and while he knew gods technically had all the time in the world, he suspected they also had the shortest attention spans in the world. "I met the love of my life a few years back," his grin softens into a pained smile. "Gideon, he's the most beautiful man I've ever met. He swept me off my feet with just a smile.” The lawyer was all sharp edges, cool as a cucumber, but there was a softness in his gaze when he looked at Hudson. Even his touches were soft, handling the demigod as if he were a delicate work of art. Hudson had never felt so cherished in his 30 years, and it hurt to think he might never experience that again.

“Dude was a cop---well, a prosecutor, which is just a cop with a college degree. He didn’t want to be one, he wanted do civil rights stuff, but his dad wouldn’t let him. It got him killed---he got him killed." The memory of him trying to stop Gideon from bleeding out comes rushing back to him. He sinks to the ground, a paper daffodil and heart in hand and simply breathes. Moments pass in silence before he speaks again. “I’m not telling you this so you feel bad for me. Life isn’t life without a bit of pain.” Granted Hudson had a whole lot more than a bit. “I just wanted to show you that no matter how many times my life went to shit, I kept at it and I’ll keep fighting because I have hope.” Hope that he could beat whatever evils that threaten them. Hope that he can make the world a better place. And hope that he can get Gideon back, no matter what it’ll cost him.�� He sets the last two of his paper creations down. “That’s what I’m offering.” He lets his head fall back against the hard cavern walls, staring up at the squeaking abyss above him. “I won’t stop no matter how hard it gets.” Suffering and hope went hand in hand. You couldn’t have one without the other. “I promise.”

A trail of blood, sweat, tears, and fears turned into hope.

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channieskzlove94 · 4 years ago

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at the top of my recipes list is japchae because i had a mildly scarring experience with a local restaurant and i still dont know what vegetable(?) i found in it but it very uncomfortable to not know what i was going to be consuming and the next one is mango sticky rice which is actually really simple but everyone in my house loved it when i ordered some from a thai food truck (it was so good, wed had it before? but this was from an authentic thai owned food truck and it showed)

block b is so good! honestly some of my favorite songs come from groups that are disbanded or pretty much there topp dogg? theyre everything imo, 4minute? everything and more, and i wish i had gotten into kpop earlier but i live in a terrible area to be encouraged to view outside cultures

i think my favorite historical drama is the untamed (its chinese) because music is so prevalent also its very fantasy and despite the forced censorship regarding the main relationship (theres a whole uncensored novel) its still very apparent to me that theyre in love and stuff which i deeply appreciate but its incredibly long so it really brought out the worst in my attention span issues, ive also started watching rookie historian and i really like it so far but im not that far into it :/ i really relate to being totally absorbed in a drama and stuff though, if something really spectacularly catches my attention (without being 50 episodes all being 45 minutes long) i really get sucked in and its like all over for anything else

only one of my geckos ever tries to bite? and its only very occasionally- we try to leave him alone for the most part because its after a lot of handling. one of our geckos is albino! shes super super pretty but were really super careful about lights and stuff because of her eyes- i obviously cant make your decision for you but if you decide to get something other than a rodent maybe check give/donate the items to your friend and the shelter? because there are things your friend probably wouldnt need like another cage (obviously assuming you dont think youll get another rodent in the future)

mugs are super fun! i have a couple of fun mugs i was given as gifts and my favorite one is a black one that turns into the skyrim opening scene as it gets hot! also i looked at the mugs you mentioned and theyre super cute! i like rocks and shells and stuff as souvenirs (legally obtained, i bought a gypsum rose once and my life will never be the same)

tbh i cant pick between coffee or tea. im a bit of a snob when it comes to individual roasts and sources or types of tea (especially when it comes to earl grey) i also cant pick between iced or hot for either- its all go its place :)

im excited for you to see my blog too! ive not had my kpop sideblog for the entire time ive been into kpop? but its packed full of so much stuff! i actually didnt have all that many friends on tumblr? im 19 though so it kinda died down quite a bit among people my age, like obviously people are still joining the site but i feel as though its not As Big if that makes sense? also smth smth conservative hicksville, ohio population: many

it sucks that you couldnt attend that particular lecture but you might be able to find other events similar to it hosted on youtube or other various sites

whats one place in the world you want to visit assuming unlimited funds, n health n stuff? it can be a monument or a museum or a country or a city and it doesnt have to be some place youve never been before either. i think id like to see the ocean i dont even care where i am as long as i can actually see the sea or maybe go back to marble head lighthouse (its on lake erie) even though im terrified of heights- i went for what i think was my eighth birthday and it was pretty great all things considered

the melatonin i took is starting to kick in extra hard right about now so im sorry if something is confusing but i really do gotta go-🌻

oooh japchae!!! yes i love japchae. i think if you find a good recipe and make sure you aren’t unfamiliar with any of the ingredients it should probably be delicious when you make it! i’ll definitely check out the untamed! that sounds super interesting. and since there’s a novel i might see if i could read it! i hope they have a translated version or i’m doomed haha. i’m not sure the shelter would take my cage but i’ll definitely donate the other stuff if i decided to get anything other than another rodent! hamsters require a lot of room to run around and dig so i made a big cage for her. it’s a little janky since it’s homemade so i think they shelter would probably say thanks but no thanks haha. i have a terrible fear of being bit after a traumatic childhood experience with a hamster that would let go of my hand. i’ve gotten better at it but anytime i meet new animal species it’s always the first thing on my mind. the gypsum rose sounds and looks super cool! i did a quick google search. do you have a shelf where you keep them and display them? do you label them? I feel you on the tumblr thing. i’m 26 and most of my friends are completely out of the tumblr space. i came from a really small town in pennsylvania so i completely understand the conservative hicksville struggle. i went to japan one summer between 9th and 10th grade and when i got back everyone that it was weird that i had even wanted to go there. when i was like 10 my parents and I went to the Crayola museum and it was so much fun. i have such fond memories of walking around and learning about the crayons and i just thought it was all so fascinating. i’d love to go back there. i’ve never been to a lighthouse before so that would be a lot of fun! i’m not suuuuper terrified of heights unless it’s like really really high!

your fear of heights reminds me of minho in the fandom tour episode where they go to nami island. it’s so cute how he makes IN help him over to get on the zipline. melatonin always hits me so hard. when i wake up in the morning i feel like i got hit by a truck and i usually end up sleeping through my alarm. if you could meet any person in the world who would it be? i mean obviously i want to meet kpop stars but i’d love to meet the film director wes anderson. I love the way he frames and designs his films and i love to learn more about his inspirations.

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razieltwelve · 7 years ago

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Shard Breaker (????)

Professor Snugglefield was one of the most skilled hamster operatives in the Grand Empire Alliance. Through centuries of experience, the GEA had learned that hamsters were ideals candidates to explore universes that were already occupied. For the most part, their cute and cuddly nature allowed them to infiltrate and observe the natives without drawing unnecessary attention.

Of course, like any self-respecting hamster that had been lovingly raised by the Dia-Farron, Professor Snugglefield was far more than just a hamster. Apart from his cute and cuddly form, he was also capable of transforming into his combat form. In that form he was far larger, and he had access to some of the most advanced weaponry in the multiverse. It would not be an exaggeration to say that on most planets across most universes, he would be the most deadly individual on the planet.

Today, he was about to embark on another mission. The GEA had received intelligence about the existence of multidimensional entities in a relatively distant universe (distant into multiverse terms) that might merit further investigation. Apparently, these giant space whales routinely gifted the lifeforms of planets they visited with powers only to eventually harvest those worlds before moving on.

It was an almost textbook case of multidimensional parasitic behaviour, and although the GEA had no immediate need to intervene, the morality of simply allowing such destruction to continue was quite debatable. Indeed, had the GEA not already been engaged in a multidimensional war spanning hundreds of universes against some fairly horrendous creatures, more resources would already have been dispatched. As it was, the hamster would be doing most of the work himself.

His objectives were simple:

Infiltrate the society of one of the worlds under threat

Observe one of the power-granting shards in action, and if possible, obtain a sample

Assist the natives in repelling the multidimensional being if possible

If everything went well, not only would Professor Snugglefield save billions of lives but he would also establish good relations with the natives, increasing the likelihood that the GEA could someday settle in that universe without any problems.

The hamster had already identified a planet - the natives called it Earth Bet. Now all he had to do was wait for a suitable shard to choose a target before intervening.

X X X

The hamster followed the awful smell to a locker. There was someone locked inside. Despite all the combat he’d seen, Snugglefield still felt the stirrings of rage. Humans were capable of great acts of compassion and kindness but they were also capable of unspeakable cruelty.

His multidimensional sensors alerted him to the fact that a shard was attempting to establish contact with the girl inside the locker. With the technology at his disposal, it was easy to simply phase himself into a higher dimension and quarantine the shard.

The shard quivered, held in place by a trans-dimensional cube, a higher-dimensional construct that essentially trapped anything from a dimension lower than it. Using the instruments at his disposal, the hamster scanned the shard, taking note of its purpose and method of operation.

Fascinating.

He transmitted his data to a trans-dimensional relay, so his superior officers and the researchers of the GEA could review it in more detail. At the same time, he launched an attack on the shard itself. Despite its multidimensional nature it was essentially a sentient program, albeit one that was tied to a higher-dimensional being. Even so, it was child’s play to employ the GEA’s technology - technology they had developed to fight beings of incomprehensible power and evil - and rewrite the shard’s programming, removing its more malevolent functions and side-effects and rerouting its power demands and processing requirements to the star-sized hyper-computer that he had access to courtesy of his own pocket dimension.

Satisfied that the shard would no longer act malevolently but could still pass as unaltered if examined by technology less advanced than his own, the hamster slipped back into regular space and let the shard continue on to its target.

All he had to do now was wait.

X X X

Taylor Hebert was having one of the worst days of her life. Just thinking about the locker… no. She didn’t want to think about the locker. She couldn’t. Instead, she forced herself to think of something else, of what she’d seen as she’d wavered in and out of consciousness.

She’d seen…

A star… at least she thought it was a star. It was hard to be sure. It’s very appearance was impossible to describe. It was like… like it was folding in on itself… like it was bleeding in from another dimension. And the star… it had… she could have sworn it had acknowledged her somehow… it…

She shook her head, glad that she was alone in the hospital room. Because there was more.

The first time she’d thought of that… star, she’d noticed something. There was dust on her palms, only it wasn’t dust. It was almost metallic, and… it moved when she thought. And she could swear that it was alive, like… like she could feel its thoughts or…

No.

She had to be hallucinating.

There was no way this could be real, not unless she got powers and -

She blinked as something hopped into her lap. Was that a… hamster? Suddenly feeling a little better, she reached down to pat the hamster on the back. It was adorable little creature, and she found herself smiling as it scrambled up to sit on her shoulder.

“You want to stay, huh?” Taylor whispered.

The hamster gave a quiet squeak.

“Well… I guess you can. It’s not like anyone but my dad will be visiting.”

X X X

Author’s Notes

Well, this is just a teaser, I guess, of what would happen if the Grand Empire Alliance (the way, way, way future version of what happens when the Empire and Alliance of Final Effect merge and begin conquering the multiverse) came across the entities from Worm. Naturally, they’re busy fighting stuff (think Cthulhu cosmic entities), so they send a hamster in to sort things out.

In this AU, Taylor would still have Queen Administrator, but it would be much more benevolent and safe thanks to Snugglefield’s intervention. Instead of bugs, however, it would allow her to interface with and control a range of sentient nanites that the hyper-computer has access to. These nanites can group together to form larger entities (e.g., insect like creatures) but they have a host of other applications (e.g., combat, manufacturing, health care, etc.), and Taylor would eventually learn to control countless numbers of them.

As her advisor, Snugglefield would gradually reveal some of his capabilities, acting as Taylor’s friend and advisor to help her negotiate the troubled waters ahead of her.

Highlights would include things like Taylor fighting Leviathan with a swarm of nanites that transform into what is essentially a giant shoggoth coated in neutronium armour and sporting a ridiculous amount of advanced weaponry. We’d also get to see Professor Snugglefield throw down with Behemoth in his siege form (think bigger than a war hamster, much bigger).

But yeah, this is really just a test snippet, seeing how it looks on paper and all that.

#final final effect #fanfiction #worm

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