#combined with the fear—it is deeply unsettling

[chryza]

Watching Get Out as a White Woman and having the deeply uncomfortable experience I know I’m supposed to be having 👍

[aventurineswife]

Could you write headcanons for Ratio and Aventurine x Lisa Minci reader

In the Dance of Minds and Souls

Tags: Aventurine x Reader, Ratio x Reader, Lisa Minci (from Genshin Impact) based Reader, Headcanons, Fluff, Humor, Flirting, Emotional Support, Mutual Respect, Lighthearted Teasing.

Warnings: Mild flirtation and teasing, Intellectual debates, Exploration (not really) of complex emotions and past trauma.

Aventurine is immediately drawn to your vast knowledge and the way you balance your laid-back demeanor with your intellectual prowess. He often challenges you with riddles or debates, hoping to push your boundaries, but you, unfazed, smile slyly and match him step-for-step. For you, it’s not about winning—it’s the thrill of sparring with someone equally clever.

Aventurine’s love for high stakes and your comfort with navigating dangerous knowledge creates a thrilling dynamic. In moments of quiet, you humorously chide him for gambling with so many lives, while he argues that “life itself is the greatest gamble.” Together, you find ways to balance your respective approaches to danger—Aventurine reveling in the thrill of the unknown, and you calmly strategizing your way through it.

Aventurine’s charm prompts him to playfully flirt with you, his signature smile in full force. You indulge him with a wry smile, fully aware that beneath his bravado lies someone much more complex. You share moments of soft laughter and teasing, with you returning his attention through subtle gestures and cryptic comments that keep him on his toes.

Despite his outward confidence, Aventurine’s layered emotional state intrigues you. You often see through his façade, understanding that beneath his calculated exterior lies a deeply troubled individual. In private, you offer him moments of calm, occasionally sharing a warm cup of tea or your favorite vegetable soup, offering him a small piece of solace amidst his inner chaos. His unpredictability might unsettle you at times, but your affinity for uncovering truths—especially the fractured pieces of his past—keeps you intrigued.

Aventurine’s fear of losing resonates deeply with your understanding of human vulnerability. You don’t hesitate to remind him that it's okay to take a break from the gamble of life and let others in, despite his tendency to guard his emotions. Your interactions often consist of Aventurine’s calculated risk-taking combined with your quiet wisdom, forming an unexpected but supportive bond.

Ratio admires your intellect, often seeking you out for discussions about complex magical theories and philosophies. You engage in deep, enriching conversations where Ratio, despite his usual dismissiveness of those who don't meet his intellectual standards, shows genuine respect for your vast understanding. Your exchanges feel like an academic battle, but one founded on mutual admiration.

Both of you have faced academic struggles, pushing each other to new heights. Your more laid-back nature often serves as a counterbalance to Ratio’s intense drive to eradicate ignorance. You challenge him to view knowledge as a tool for spreading understanding, while he helps you confront your own past hesitations toward unrelenting scholarly ambition.

While Ratio can be abrasive and overly critical, you see through his confidence and arrogance, recognizing moments where he masks his insecurities. Your relationship thrives on intellectual connection and quiet understanding. You never overtly challenge him, but you show him a different side of knowledge—one that isn’t just about intellect but also about experience, empathy, and subtlety.

Your flirtatious nature occasionally catches Ratio off guard, leading to moments of slight discomfort on his part. While he respects your brilliance, he’s not accustomed to someone teasing him so playfully. You bait him with your comments, your eyes gleaming mischievously, knowing you can make him flustered without even trying. Ratio finds himself unusually tongue-tied but responds with wit, trying to maintain his composure.

You balance Ratio’s overwhelming dedication to knowledge with your carefree attitude toward it. Your partnership is a mix of rigorous intellectual debates and quiet moments of relaxation—perhaps over tea, where Ratio attempts to mask his overbearing pride with a passive-aggressive comment, and you respond with a half-smile and a sharp retort. Despite this, your relationship blooms as an intellectual powerhouse, working through differences with respect and understanding.

[sceloporus-verycool]

Honestly once the infestation gets bad enough that they're making Lore it's time to sell the house

b u g l o r e the first

THE QUEEN'S LOST DAUGHTER, WHO CLIMBED

In the pit which reached far below the lowest tunnels of the Colony, the Queen's lost daughter lived in darkness. When she was not gathering food and was not repelling the small beasts who would scavenge what she had gathered, she would wedge herself deeply into the tunnel which she had found and had not dug, where she had first made new thoughts in resting. Her tunnel drove into the walls of the pit, and so the pit was made Outside, and her tunnel Inside. Resting tightly in her tunnel was a good labor, because within it her feelers could be tucked along her sides where they were hidden. In her tunnel, she ate and watched its entrance, and she never sleep-traveled.

The Queen's lost daughter would wait there for as long as she was able, until she was hungry. Then she would find those things which had the smell of food on them, and these things she brought to her tunnel in quick and unsettled labors. She had learned of two times in this labor, and these were times of waiting and times of need, and she learned that in times of need fear came also. She was often afraid, and this made her times of quiet and comfort very precious things to her, because they were small and easily fouled. It seemed to the Queen's lost daughter then that if she ate more food, she could keep the times of need away for longer. But she was only able to hold so much inside her, and so she would protect the food she had gathered with biting from her jaws. And when fear was deeply within her, her jaws were slick with venom, and her labors were made less burdensome.

As she passed these times of fear and need, she learned in her labors the rules of the pit. These were the rules of size and speed and sound. Small could not defeat the large, the quick would escape the slow, and the quiet could outlast the noisy who were heard by many. She learned also that her size and speed and sound were not always the same, and that these could combine to keep her food and remain settled. She could stand high upon her legs to seem larger. She could move suddenly between stillness to seem quicker. She could clatter her jaws, and drag her legs along her sides, and open her shafts to be louder. The large could be repelled when they learned of her seeming speed and loudness, the quick could be caught if she seemed small and quiet, and the noisy would not approach those who seemed large and with quick feelers.

The Queen's lost daughter found that as she followed these rules, her fear would be resting and buried. But fear could not be chased away or repelled by any effort. Sometimes, when her food was piled high and she had been settled for a long time, fear would return to her with strength it had gathered during her long comfort. She would shake and shiver terribly then, until she had left her tunnel to bury fear beneath new thoughts, new learning, that could be made only Outside with flicking feelers in unsettled air. This seemed to the Queen's lost daughter to be a time cleaning.

During one of these times of cleaning, her feelers found something new. It was a scent, like that of food or of intruders, but when it came to her feelers her thoughts were then clinging to it. It called to her without sound and filled her thoughts with a terrible wanting. It was a smell much like her own, but with a taste that shared a warmth across her from her eyes to her hindmost parts.

That welcoming smell was faint and difficult to follow. It moved with the gusts that would coil around her when she was not in the safety of her tunnel. She searched for it with the terror of hunger, and found that it was stronger when her feelers were lifted away from the pit's floor. It was then that the Queen's lost daughter welcomed her first thought of climbing, because it would lead her.

She had not learned the height of the pit's walls before that time, and she had not counted her steps. From above, curls of that sweet leading smell lifted her feelers up from the crowded pit. The scent carried her thoughts away, and when they returned they were more potent than comfort, and heavier than hunger. And these thoughts that had been to good places brought answer to her fear that had always gnawed her middle and weakened her legs.

In the pit, she had lived beside fear. And now she felt its grip around her thoughts, having learned what was beyond it, and she learned of its threads that were binding many beasts that were unlike her in the pit. The smell brought all her thoughts to the edges of her insides that seemed foul to them then, and they learned much of that smell, for it lacked the sourness of fear and brought welcome from a place where fear would not follow.

She filled her stomach with foul food from the floor, and she was now hateful of it, so that it was a painful eating. And so the lost daughter of the Queen began to climb.

Her first steps up the walls of the pit were eager. She followed the scent and it led her in the manner of fresh and warm food. The walls were not so smooth that she could not hold them, but it was a difficult climbing.

The higher air was colder. She smelled fewer things then, and beside the welcoming scent from above was only her own. She became confused, for she had never known her own smell in the absence of others, and she learned that hers was foul beside others. Up she climbed, upward into the empty dark where there were none beside her.

Fear had not left her, and it wished for her to stop her climb. But she could not climb downward, for her legs had learned only of going upward. They became burdened and could not carry her, and she bit into the walls to cling on until they could move again. Fear was then attacking her, and it drove deep between her good thoughts with promises of broken legs and of her helpless killing, but she refused to end her climbing, because she she would not return to what was below that was learned to be foul and familiar.

When the Queen's lost daughter could no longer count her steps, and she had lost the time that had passed since her first steps up the wall, she despaired. She was hungry. Her legs dragged beneath her, they hung limply and burndened her. Her jaws then seemed as legs to her, and they walked in single steps so that her climbing would be done.

And as fear seemed so close to victory, she learned of speaking.

“Leave me!” she said through jaws in stone. “I will climb to a place where you are silent.”

She saw a brightness high above where the walls ended. Her legs bent beneath her and did push again. Her thoughts crashed against her fear then, and it was broken into small parts, and these were gentle in their surprise, having never been broken apart before. She climbed on, her thoughts gathering many promised things, until at last her jaws could open.

She felt smooth and strange ground under her, her strength left against the walls of the pit. She was blinded in bright light and surrounded by clear and distinguished scents. There were colors here, and few things were not strange. And for a time she was deaf in this place where she had no learning.

[multifandomslxt]

BLACK ROSES Pt.6

Pairing: Mafia!Lee Jeno x Florist!Reader

Trope: Grumpy x sunshine

Genre: Dark Mafia Romance

Word count: 1.2k

Synopsis:

Lee Jeno is a dangerous man. From going on k!lling sprees for fun to torturing and k!lling his own father. He does it all. In short Lee Jeno is the devil.

Y/N is a florist. She's as pure as they come. Nothing exciting ever happens in her life and she’s okay with that. In short Y/N is an angel.

He was bad and she was good. They were complete opposites.

…Or so they thought

Get your tissues for this one. It's gonna be one hell of a ride

Warnings for this chapter: HEAVY TRAUMA, ABUSE, INAPPROPRIATE RELATIONSHIP BETWEEN PEOPLE. etc.

*((((A/N: words in bold are her conscience and words spoken in Korean are in italics ))))*

taglist: @scuzmunkie @devinitysann @luvrboyjeno

@painted-hills @mings-cafe @dreamie-jisung

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There is no FLOWER OF THE DAY for this chapter. Instead, a riddle shall take its place to prepare you for the things you are about to face.

RIDDLE OF THE DAY: “I am fear, and I am pain, I am the sorrow on your face. I am the burden you carry and the future you brace. But I am the friend whose hand you shall take.”

Once upon a time in a small town, there lived two siblings. An older brother and his sister. They were raised in a loving family, but as they grew older, it became apparent that, the brother, had developed a disturbing and unpredictable behaviour.

His behaviour became increasingly erratic and unsettling as time went on. He would often exhibit signs of paranoia, believing that he was constantly being watched and that everyone around him was conspiring against him. He would lash out in fits of anger and aggression, causing harm to himself and others.

The younger sister was deeply concerned about her brother’s well-being and the impact his actions had on their family. She tirelessly sought help, consulting various doctors and psychiatrists, but finding a solution proved to be challenging.

The younger sister, torn between her love for her brother and the need to protect herself and their family, faced an immense emotional burden. She grappled with feelings of guilt, wondering if there was more, she could have done to prevent her brother’s descent into psychosis.

As the years passed, her brother’s condition worsened. He became increasingly disconnected from reality, living in a constant state of fear and anxiety. His once-promising future turned bleak as he struggled to maintain relationships, hold down a job, or pursue any semblance of a normal life.

After the brother’s diagnosis the family was torn to shreds. The father became a drunkard, the mother, crippled by her guilt sat and did nothing all day and the brother was well…psychotic.

That left the younger sister. Neglected and later…abused.

Despite the hardships, the younger sister never gave up on her family especially her brother. She tried to be their pillar of support, offering a listening ear and a shoulder to lean on. Even though her skin would always end up bruised and her bones broken. She advocated tirelessly for her family’s mental health subsequently forgetting her own.

However, the sister’s unwavering love and determination eventually led them to a breakthrough. Through a combination of therapy (Allowing her body to be used as a punching bag), medication (drugs and alcohol), and a supportive network of professionals (the police who were often called as the neighbors grew concerned about the bruises on her skin), The brother began to stabilize.

While his recovery was slow and not without its setbacks, The brother gradually regained some sense of normalcy. With time, he was able to rebuild trust with his family- mostly his sister- and reintegrate into society, albeit with ongoing support and understanding.

The sister’s devotion and resilience had played a pivotal role in her brother’s healing process. The bond between the two grew even stronger as they faced and overcame the immense challenges together. Or so she thought.

“Mom and Dad are dead”.

Two months after the brother’s recovery the siblings’ parents had died.

No cause of death

No weapon.

Not even the bodies were left.

Just the wedding rings covered in their blood.

The words ‘A love as peaceful as a dove’ were engraved in their parents’ rings.

The sister grew depressed and just as she was there for him, her brother was there for her.

He didn’t cry at the news or the loss.

She thought he was strong and brave.

She adored him.

Pity, the brother would think.

His little sister didn’t know that he had simply become better at hiding his crazy.

Even before his descent into madness the brother was always known to be cruel, dishonest, aggressive, selfish, and manipulative to everyone but his little sister.

He loved her dearly.

 ‘Dove’ he would call her as she was known for her kind heart, intelligence, and a creative spirit that set her apart from others.

He loved her like a brother should love his sister.

Or…he wanted to…

Unfortunately, fate had an unexpected twist in store for him, for it led him down a path of forbidden love that would test his sanity.

A test that he would fail.

Every night after their parents died the brother would lie in room and think about his 'dove'.

In the very next room, was his sister and the love of his life.

He knew that she didn’t love him the way he loved her.

And even though she would resent him for the things he planned to do, now that their parents weren’t here…he decided he had to have her.

By will or by force.

Every night after his decision he went into her room.

And every night His sister lost a piece of her innocence.

Unfortunately, by force.

She would fight him.

She would scream.

She would cry.

Yet in his eyes she was just being a brat.

‘Dove’ He would call after her smiling as he pinned her hands above her head ‘Don’t try to run from me’.

Before the sister knew it, she had spent her days trapped in a home filled with fear and pain, enduring the relentless abuse inflicted upon her by her own family.

She became desperate for a chance at freedom, she made a brave decision to escape and forge her own path.

One moonlit night, as the stars twinkled overhead, she gathered her strength and resolve. With a small bag containing her most cherished belongings - a dog-eared book her mother loved and her savings of 200 dollars- she tiptoed out of her room, careful not to make a sound that might alert her tormentor. Every creak of the floorboards echoed like a symphony of trepidation, but she knew that the risk of staying was far greater than the fear of leaving.

Her heart pounding, she slipped out into the night, guided only by the light of the moon. And the scent of roses from the neighbouring houses

Oh, how she loved roses.

She ventured into the unknown, her footsteps carrying her away from the place she had once called home. Fear and uncertainty gripped her, but the glimmer of hope illuminated her path.

As she walked, she encountered a kind stranger who offered her a job and shelter.

 The stranger recognized the pain in her eyes and extended their compassion and support. With their help, she found temporary refuge and a respite from the horrors she had endured.

But she knew that her journey was far from over. She needed to find a place where she could heal and build a life free from the shackles of abuse.

With determination etched on her face, she pursued education and learned new skills, determined to create a better future for herself.

As time passed, she flourished. She pursued her passions, - working with flowers and learning all about them- embracing the power of her voice and using it to advocate for others and herself.

However, as new as she tried to make her life out to be…she knew that one day, her brother would find her.

With fear living in her heart, she decided that she would not give herself to any man. She feared that they would take advantage of her like her brother did.

However, she met someone.

He made her feel things.

He made her do things she never thought she would.

He was a dangerous man who ironically, made her feel safe from danger.

He was her safe heaven.

And he called her ‘Flower’.

[connectparanormal]

Lustful Ghosts

Supernatural mythology, literature, and folklore have long explored the theme of sexual activity among ghosts. Stories often depict souls lingering in the mortal domain for reasons that go beyond unresolved business or revenge, suggesting that some spirits are driven by desires that transcend death. While lust is typically associated with living beings, the sensual or erotic behaviors attributed to ghosts imply that they may retain earthly desires, forming a connection between the physical and spiritual worlds. Such encounters prompt us to question whether emotions and desires are remnants of the soul or are instead confined to the physical body.

Many civilizations have woven tales of spirits that blur the boundaries between fear, curiosity, and sexuality by seducing or intimately interacting with humans. In Western traditions, succubi and incubi are presented as otherworldly entities that entice humans, often to dominate or sustain themselves. These demonic beings are said to visit their victims at night, creating an atmosphere that is both terrifying and seductive. Gothic fiction, on the other hand, portrays ghostly lovers as melancholy figures who return to satisfy unmet needs or recover lost love. In Eastern folklore, spectral maidens or reincarnates are depicted as luring the living, sometimes for love, other times for control or revenge. These beautiful and exotic spirits illustrate that passion can persist beyond death, using their allure to connect their world to ours.

The recurrence of lust in ghost stories reflects society's anxieties and aspirations surrounding mortality and the afterlife. Lust, driven by a desire for connection, intimacy, and vitality, seems at odds with the cold finality of death. Yet tales of lustful ghosts suggest that death does not entirely sever emotional or physical ties. Instead, they present ghosts as entities tormented by longings and ancient passions, challenging the belief that death cleanses or neutralizes the soul. These stories propose that the human spirit may carry forward unmet needs and unresolved feelings. A ghost driven by lust reveals the simplicity and overwhelming power of such emotions, demonstrating their ability to transcend the boundaries of life and death.

These tales also speak to humanity's psychological curiosity about the forbidden and the unknown. Lustful ghosts often symbolize guilt, repressed desires, and the fear of losing control. The idea that a ghost might invade private or intimate spaces evokes both fascination and fear, as it combines notions of consent and violation. The inherent danger of the supernatural lover is a central theme in these stories, focusing on the tension between attraction and peril. The living characters in such tales are often torn between fearing the ghostly presence and being irresistibly drawn to its seductive energy, reflecting the complexity of human emotions when confronted with the strange and the unexpected.

Symbolically, lustful spirits represent humanity's struggle to balance morality, mortality, and desire. Lust, often celebrated as a force that honors physical connection and vitality, takes on a darker and more unsettling dimension when detached from the natural cycles of life and death. The ghost's intense or insatiable passion suggests that, when unrestrained, such impulses can become dangerous or overwhelming. This paradox highlights the tension between desire and excess, a theme that resonates deeply with human experiences and fears. The portrayal of lustful ghosts reveals how unchecked longing can blur the lines between the living and the dead, the natural and the supernatural.

The timeless appeal of passionate ghost stories lies in their ability to explore fundamental questions about desire, life, death, and the human soul. These tales allow us to imagine the possibility that love, passion, and longing might endure beyond the grave. At the same time, they serve as cautionary reminders of the dangers of unbridled yearning, which can disrupt the delicate balance between the normal and the otherworldly. Whether interpreted as warnings, fantasies, or reflections of unresolved emotions, stories of lustful ghosts continue to haunt the human psyche, reminding us of the complexities of the spirit and the mysteries of the afterlife.

[tyrannuspitch]

6,14,19,23 :D

6. Have you watched any of the deleted scenes from Thor 1, The Avengers, or Thor 2? If yes, choose one deleted scene that definitely deserved to have stayed in.

Odin and Frigga's fight from Thor 1! I'm on my hands and knees beginning the MCU to spare Frigga a scrap of complexity, and the combination of this fight and Frigga fervently defending Odin to Loki during the Odinsleep could be so interesting. To me it looks a lot like she fears Odin here, but she also seems to sincerely believe a lot of the fucked up things she says in his defence. But she's also kind of known for lying. So like... Is she lying? Or has he won her over? Is she choosing harmony over justice? Is she choosing herself over her children? Does she really believe she's doing the right thing? I don't have the answers, but I wish there was more discussion of it. And maybe even more Frigga scenes in TDW as a result of living in the Complex T1 Frigga universe. Put it back!!!!

14. Do you have any headcanons about Jotunheim?

I'm not the best worldbuilder so I basically have two in total, which you might already know about:

A) That Jotunheim and Asgard's rivalry is ancient. The two civilisations have been in contact since time immemorial and they define themselves in relation/in contrast to each other.

B) That bilgesnipe are Jotun cavalry animals.

19. Find an insect/arthropod that reminds you of Loki (aesthetically, behaviourally, etc.)

Ant; boot.

I'm partial to a bit of spider imagery. The webs, the dark hiding places, the intricate schemes and need for control. The kind of elegance and dexterity that people find inexplicably unsettling. Being unjustly feared and persecuted for their "creepy" appearance and for their vital role in the ecosystem/narrative that they did not choose. It's all very gothic and fun. I should use it more.

23. Headcanons about Loki's Jotun form?

LOKI! HAS!! DWARFISM!!! This is deeply Real To Me, to the extent that I was genuinely surprised when I first realised that there are other interpretations. His father thought he was "too small" and abandoned him to die. Does that not sound like a disability narrative to other people? Does it not resonate perfectly with his pervasive but unsubstantiated weakling-coding?

I do see people's point about Loki not quite looking like other Jotuns and so possibly being partially another species, but IDK. That option just doesn't quite compel me the same way. The idea of Loki being caught between cultures/species is *already covered* by his fucked up adoption situation. Physical disability is a whole new thematic layer.

-> Ask me about early MCU Loki!!

[theink-stainedfolk]

Rasira

Introduction

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Rasira Veylen

Appearance:

Rasira is the embodiment of quiet intensity. With deep, forest-green eyes that seem to hold a storm within, his gaze is piercing and thoughtful. His raven-black hair is shoulder-length, often tied back in a low ponytail or left to frame his sharp, angular face. His fair skin is littered with faint scars, remnants of his battles with the curse. Rasira is tall, with a lean but strong build, his posture always poised and precise.

Personality:

Rasira is stoic and independent, often carrying the weight of the world on his shoulders. He’s polite but distant, preferring to keep people at arm’s length. His intelligence is razor-sharp, and his dry wit often catches people off guard. Beneath his composed exterior, Rasira hides a deep well of vulnerability and fear—primarily stemming from his curse and the danger it brings to those around him. He is fiercely loyal to his friends, especially Cheruu, but struggles to fully trust others.

Quirks:

☆ Has an unshakeable habit of drinking tea whenever he’s stressed.

☆ Collects antique pocket watches but refuses to explain why.

☆ Avoids mirrors whenever possible; they seem to unsettle him.

☆ Is incredibly precise in everything, from his handwriting to how he arranges his desk.

Background:

Born in the country of Valendir, Rasira grew up in the quaint town of Niamon. At a young age, he was cursed by an unknown entity, a fate that left him both physically and emotionally scarred. His lineag eof men are cursed and always use feminine names to protect themselves, but this time however, the curse is stronger than before. Rasira met Cheruu in primary school, and the two formed a bond that would withstand even the darkest times. He is a first-year Psychology major.

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Nuelavi Seran Tethralis

Appearance:

Nuelavi is striking, with brown eyes that seem to see through people’s façades. His black hair is always neatly combed back, though a few rebellious strands fall onto his forehead, softening his otherwise sharp features. His tall, broad-shouldered frame and impeccable posture exude authority. His pale complexion, combined with his perpetual calm expression, gives him an almost otherworldly aura.

Personality:

Nuelavi is confident, analytical, and enigmatic. He carries himself with the air of someone who always has a plan, though his calm exterior often hides his inner turmoil. Beneath his calculated demeanor lies a deeply passionate and protective heart, especially when it comes to Rasira. While he can be blunt and intimidating, he’s fiercely loyal and will go to great lengths to help those he cares for. He has a weakness for subtle humor, though he rarely shows it.

Quirks:

☆ Always carries a leather-bound notebook where he jots down thoughts, observations, or ideas.

☆ Has an impeccable sense of fashion but always wears the same silver ring on his right hand.

☆ Tends to lean against walls with his arms crossed during conversations.

☆ Hates coffee but drinks it anyway because it "keeps him sharp."

Background:

Nuelavi is from Drenwell, Valendir’s bustling capital city. He grew up in a strict household where excellence was the expectation, and failure was not an option. As a Philosophy major in his third year, he’s fascinated by morality, the human psyche, and what drives people. Meeting Rasira shook his typically composed world, igniting feelings and vulnerabilities he wasn’t prepared to face.

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Cheruu "Cherry" Ryvele Asterin

Appearance:

Cheruu is smaller in stature, with a slight, wiry frame and a perpetually curious expression. His round glasses always seem to slide down his nose, requiring constant adjustment. His sandy brown hair is an unkempt mess of waves, and his hazel eyes are bright with enthusiasm. Despite his messy appearance, he has a charm that makes him endearing.

Personality:

Cheruu is the quintessential nerd—sweet, intelligent, and a little scatterbrained. His mind is a repository of random facts, and he’s not afraid to share them, even if no one asked. While he’s often lost in thought or his studies, he has an undeniable warmth that draws people in. Cheruu is deeply empathetic, often putting others before himself, though his naïveté sometimes leads him into trouble.

Quirks:

☆ Has a penchant for quoting philosophers, even in casual conversations.

☆ Cannot function without his morning hot chocolate.

☆ Hums classical music while studying or thinking.

☆ Is surprisingly clumsy, often tripping over his own feet.

Background:

Raised in Niamon, Cheruu has been Rasira’s best friend since primary school. While Rasira was the quiet, brooding type, Cheruu was the one who brought levity and light to their friendship. Now a first-year Philosophy major at Argencrest University, Cheruu is as dedicated to his studies as he is to supporting Rasira through thick and thin.

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Balin "Blueberry" Vestran

Appearance:

Balin is broad-shouldered and muscular, with an athletic build that contrasts sharply with Cheruu’s wiry frame. His tousled auburn hair and freckled cheeks give him a boyish charm, though his sharp jawline adds an air of ruggedness. His dark brown eyes are full of mischief, and his lopsided grin is almost always present.

Personality:

Balin is the jokester of the group, brimming with chaotic energy and unfiltered humor. He thrives on making people laugh, even if it means embarrassing himself in the process. Despite his seemingly carefree demeanor, Balin is fiercely protective of his friends and harbors a deep fear of abandonment. He’s not the most academically inclined, but his emotional intelligence and loyalty more than make up for it.

Quirks:

☆ Always has snacks on him, no matter the time or place.

☆ Refers to himself in the third person during moments of panic or excitement.

☆ Has an irrational fear of birds, stemming from a childhood incident.

☆ Will do anything on a dare, no matter how absurd.

Background:

Balin grew up in Haverfall, a small farming town in Valendir. He joined Argencrest University to study Environmental Science but quickly found himself pulled into the orbit of Rasira and Cheruu during their second year. Though he’s wary of Nuelavi, he’s come to trust him begrudgingly due to their shared concern for Rasira.

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[ethernetmeep]

this post is a dissection of some of my obsessive ways of thought

sometimes, i do simple ‘tests’* to examine my mental fortitude. heart palpitations, discomfort. had to then do a personal action, which made me audibly grumble & dig my palms into my eyes to make pixels. hurt. this is obsession that has leaked into life from childhood, the fact i feel someones eyes on me. mentioned before, but is amplified when i think. sometimes it is not eyes on me but the fact i am thinking of others, eyes on others, so to speak. a good example of this with different wording is if i am taking a bath / exposed in any way & think about the killdeer & wait why am i thinking about the killdeer right now & ew ew ew this is like a gateway, this is a gateway, this is a fucking gateway i made, im thinking of the killdeer & a killdeer can see me somehow because my thoughts have pierced what is rational & normal, fuck fuck fuck i need to die. i actually need to fucking die. get me out. get me out. i need to be killed. this is immoral. this is wrong. i should be thinking only when i am put together & clothed fully. im a horrible person. i need to be hung on a meat hook.

…the above is a spiraled in between the paragraph example of what happens. it takes up my entire mind, its all-consuming, & most of all it is deeply aggravating. the grumbling & digging palms into eyes is exactly from this train of (different noun) thought, & even during this writing process i changed the bird in question because the first made me not Feel Good. i cannot explain where this came from except knowing it stems from a deep deep deep discomfort of thinking of others while in a compromising position. i literally cannot explain why, i just know it leaves me deeply unsettled & sometimes left catatonic panicking. i have also been known to fold in on myself when this happens because my first instinct is fetal position become the smallest object i can be if anyone were to see me. i don’t want to be seen. i want to hide.

luckily, unluckily, neutral, whatever it may be, i did stand on the side of my bath/shower combination & check the corners of the bathroom for anything. i found a cellar spider. it does not make me feel any better & actually made it a little bit worse But i am Okay. really, it is just nice to have something somewhat rational in a see of fear… spiders like corners…. don’t think too hard about corners now, either. Do you see what im dealing with?

*i cannot explain this without sounding heavily neurotic , at least even more than i am.

[droctaviolovecraft]

"I think I would make a good president, don't you say?"

ANM №: ANM-539

Identification: Mr. Oink, the Hillbilly Pig

Danger Level: Darlig 🔴 | Contained ⭕️

Responsible Researcher: Dr. Öctavio Kalev

Anomaly Type: Rural, animatronic, predatory

Lockdown: ANM-539, designated as "Mr. Oink, the Hillbilly Pig," is to be kept in a soundproof, steel-reinforced containment cell measuring 6m x 6m x 6m at Heavy Zone Containment Chambers. Due to the anomaly's strength and extremely aggressive nature, the containment cell must be reinforced with a minimum thickness of 2 meters of steel. Remote surveillance is required, as direct observation has been shown to trigger severe psychological disturbances in personnel. No personnel are to enter the containment area between 19:00 and 06:00 hours, as ANM-539 becomes fully active during these times.

The cell is to be fitted with motion detectors and seismic sensors to detect any movement within the containment. Any signs of agitation or attempts at escape must be reported immediately, and containment protocols updated as necessary. Personnel exposed to ANM-539 vocalizations for more than five minutes are to be immediately removed from duty and subjected to psychiatric evaluation.

Testing is to be conducted remotely via robotic devices. Under no circumstances are humanoid test subjects allowed within ANM-539 containment after dark.

Description: ANM-539 is a large, animatronic-like entity resembling a grotesque, anthropomorphic pig, standing approximately 2.40 meters tall and weighing roughly 350 kilograms. Despite its size and apparent mechanical construction, ANM-539 exhibits agility and speed far exceeding that of any known animatronic. Its exterior consists of a combination of synthetic and organic materials, including pigskin, burlap clothing, and straw, which appear to be integrated into its "body" through unknown means, its interior appears to be made of extremely strong steel. The entity wears what seems to be stereotypical "hillbilly" clothing, including overalls and a sailor’s hat, enhancing its unsettling appearance.

ANM-539 was discovered in 1997 in the remains of an abandoned amusement park in [REDACTED], USA. It was found standing motionless in one of the attraction barns, holding a large corn stalk. Upon its discovery, the entity became active and attempted to pursue the recovery team, resulting in the deaths of eight personnel.

ANM-539 becomes active during nighttime hours, between 19:00 and 06:00 hours, during which it exhibits highly aggressive behavior. The entity can run at speeds of up to 50 km/h, despite its bulk, and produces loud, thunderous footstep sounds. When it is in motion, ANM-539 emits a variety of auditory stimuli, including pig-like squeals, distorted mechanical laughter, and phrases spoken in a heavily accented, mocking tone. ANM-539 personality can be described as satirical, sexist, and deeply offensive, as it frequently makes derogatory remarks about women and minorities in a grating, exaggerated Southern accent.

The psychological effects of prolonged exposure to ANM-539 sounds are severe. Those exposed to its pig-like squeals, laughter, or speech for periods longer than five minutes report hearing the noises long after the source has ceased. Continued exposure (typically over a period of 15 minutes or more) results in individuals developing catatonic schizophrenia, characterized by severe emotional withdrawal, auditory hallucinations, and a marked fear of animatronics, puppets and dolls. This fear can become so extreme that affected individuals may refuse to enter any location where animatronic figures are present, often believing that these objects are alive and waiting to attack.

Behavioral Patterns:

During the active hours, ANM-539 is highly mobile, patrolling its containment area while laughing and making various pig-like noises. It is extremely territorial and will relentlessly pursue any living creature that enters its perceived territory. ANM-539 is noted for producing a disturbing mixture of human and pig-like screams while running. These noises have been recorded to reach up to 120 decibels, causing significant discomfort and hearing damage to nearby individuals.

If ANM-539 successfully catches its target, it will begin to assault them violently, primarily through repeated punches to the face and upper body. The assault typically continues until the victim's face is rendered unrecognizable, at which point ANM-539 will emit a low, satisfied grunt and retreat to a dormant state. Autopsies of victims have revealed severe cranial trauma, with many cases involving complete disfiguration of the head and face.

Despite ANM-539 mechanical appearance, it is capable of expressing what appears to be delight when inflicting pain, often laughing hysterically while beating its victim. This laughter, combined with its pig-like squeals, creates a disturbing cacophony that has been described by survivors as "soul-crushing" and "nightmarish."

Addendum 539-A: Incident Log 539-Alpha

On ██/██/20██, ANM-539 breached containment following a power outage at Department-██. ANM-539 was observed on security cameras moving at unprecedented speeds throughout the facility, causing structural damage and triggering numerous alarms. The entity began emitting high-pitched squeals and laughter as it roamed the corridors, with personnel reporting that the sounds were heard even in areas where the entity was not present.

During the breach, ██ personnel were killed, most from direct physical trauma inflicted by ANM-539. Surviving personnel exhibited signs of extreme psychological distress, with several requiring hospitalization due to catatonic symptoms. ANM-539 was eventually contained after 8 hours of pursuit and destruction, following the reactivation of Departament-██'s emergency power systems and deployment of mobile task force personnel equipped with high-powered tranquilizers.

Termination Proposal:

A request has been submitted for the termination of ANM-539 due to the escalating number of casualties associated with its containment breaches. The proposal is under review by the Eleven Counselors, pending further research into the anomaly's origins and potential uses.

[bunny-kisser]

I keep forgetting that "my" William Afton only lives in my head so I wanted to ramble about him a bit ฅ^•ﻌ•^ฅ

The version of William Afton who I self ship with is a very self indulgent combination of all my favorite traits from all his incarnations - I love all versions of William but this one is mine :3

He's mostly based on his portrayal in The Silver Eyes - he's theatrical, goofy, downright bizarre, and unsettling all at the same time. Like in The Silver Eyes, he has no family and never really did (a fact he is deeply jealous of Henry Emily over) - so no tragic backstory involving his children dying, he's simply a selfish, arrogant serial killer. He's a control freak who doesn't want to allow anyone close to him because of the vulnerability it entails but at the same time he's incredibly lonely so he keeps himself company with his machines and the spirits of the children he has slain who, in his mind, are now happier as they're children forever experiencing their "happiest day" at Freddy's who don't have to experience the pains of growing up. Despite how that sounds, his motivation to kill is still entirely selfish - killing gives him a sense of control and euphoria unlike anything else in his life.

Despite his naturally offputting demeanor he's very good at wearing masks and can actually be incredibly charming when he needs to be. He's very manipulative and inherently good at knowing what others want to hear, which he uses to get in their good graces and gain their trust or to manipulate them.

As Springtrap his personality is mostly the same, though he becomes less goofy and more gruff and markedly cruel, enjoying relishing in his victims' terror and pain (which now includes adult victims since he has the strength and lack of fear to pursue them as well).

[septembersghost]

Before I begin I must say I am a swiftie.

I love Taylor. Her music means a lot to me. It literally helped me in a lot of ways. But her recent actions have actually genuinely is upsetting to me(not saying she has to live the way I want her to but I feel really sad). Its just........he is a very disgusting person. He is someone who was literally m@********* in public and made misogynistic comments.

My biggest fury with him was when he called harry a queerbaiter. It was extra hard for me because harry's acceptance was what made me feel peace about my sexuality. I am still figuring out my sexuality and it's mostly fluctuating. He was the first person I saw say 'you dont have to tick every box'. He said that when I was questioning myself for the 100th time. Because if you want to come out to everyone you need a label right! He made me realise it's okay to not know everything and it felt like a warm hug from a friend. And watching M@** ***** call that person a 'queerbaiter' angered me to extreme and 'almost' destroyed my self esteem wondering whether everyone around me thought I was faking for attention too. I know him and Taylor have been friends for a long time but her being romantically linked with someone like that and being so carefree about it while he has been linked to 100th warranted controversy makes me feel sick in the stomach. It makes me wonder if she's like 'I know the things he said/did but I don't care ' and it hurts me so much to even think she feels that way. I know she is a good person and all that but.....the Taylor who made me feel accepted about being the odd kid in the school or the one who understood about my fear of growing up seems so far away. I feel so hurt by the fact that I am feeling this. I think I need to take a distance from her and her art and I don't know how long will that be.

Sorry if I bothered you with such a long paragraph but I feel you can understand this better than anyone here

hi love, i apologize it took me all day to answer this! so i'm going to be honest, i've been thinking about this specific situation ever since the first rumor surfaced, but i didn't address it since i know it sounds like fan-based bias, even though to me it's a larger issue than that.

let me digress for a moment - i've seen a lot of his fans try to defend the n*zi salute as "satire," and that it wasn't meant to be antisemitic, but as a jewish person, i find this deeply troubling, because, even as edgy ~performance art~, using such a direct symbol of hate is never okay (in conjunction with a lyric referencing someone who's been virulently antisemitic in public - and yes, the lyric itself is satirical criticism, but the combination of the two is unsettling, to say the least). it's concerning and it's hurtful and it's inappropriate, full stop. his non-apologies for his grossly racist and sexist comments are as well.

his antics onstage (i have to laugh at the raw steak thing somehow being a criticism of "toxic masculinity"...bro. what?) also cross a line from being performance art to being. ick. (UGH i'd forgotten that other incident you mentioned because it's gross and i blocked it from my memory. just. WHY!!!)

in truth, i had no idea who he was and had never even heard his name (though i was aware of the 1975, i never listened to them) until their album came out last year and suddenly he was spouting off everywhere and doing things and fans began to speak about the old rumors of he and taylor (which i dismissed out of hand, but now. idk). everything i've learned since has been against my will tbh.

which brings us to that awful queerbaiting comment. if you've followed me for any length of time, you know this is a particular hot button issue of mine, i just get incensed at the way that term is misused and weaponized against real people, and harry gets it in a particularly disgusting way because certain sections of the internet seem to feel a superiority complex in tearing him down for existing. never once has harry claimed to be a bastion of queerness or a trailblazer of fashion, and yet he's criticized for...what exactly? being himself? dressing however one chooses without being boxed in by gender expectations is exactly what we're meant to be aiming for, isn't it? not demanding someone's label and identity is supposed to be part of championing the community, isn't it? his choice to remain unlabeled matters. not only because it's no one's business but his own, but also because BEING an unlabeled/mspec person IS itself a whole identity. what matty said about this was appalling and WAY over the line, and particularly disrespectful since they're supposedly friendly. he had no right to make the comments that he did. he should've received more criticism for it than he did (and had he attacked anyone but harry, he probably would have).

(i wish what adam lambert said in response had gotten more traction. Automatically labeling looks and performances that aren’t cisheteronormative as queerbait is “almost underestimating the intelligence of gay people.”)

you feeling enraged and hurt by that is understandable, and you have every right to feel that way. it touches my heart to read that harry has helped you feel more at peace with your sexuality. i've mentioned before that i've grappled with what exactly mine is too and where i fall on whatever spectrum, and just the idea that we don't even HAVE to put a concrete definition on that, or that it's allowed to be fluid, is a relief. i also feel like there's a huge amount of bias where people forget that just because you haven't been in a relationship with someone of ___ identity/gender doesn't mean your own identity isn't real! you DON'T have to tick every box, and you ARE allowed to expand or change along the way, and you're still you and still valid! nobody has to have one set label forever, and nobody else is owed that explanation from you!

He made me realise it's okay to not know everything and it felt like a warm hug from a friend. 🥺💕💕💕 this is so sweet and i feel confident he would be touched by it too.

i am SO sorry that what matty said hurt you the way that it did, it was a reckless, thoughtless thing of him to say, and you and every other person who is working out their identity or who feels confident remaining unlabeled deserves better than him cruelly running his mouth. (which i also think had a level of jealousy in it, because, let's be honest here - he's never going to be harry, success-wise, and he also admitted harry declined to perform at his show, so). matty has frustrated and upset me on multiple occasions since i became aware of his behavior, and you're allowed to feel that way.

regarding taylor, as i said earlier, of course we have no control nor input over what she does or who she associates with, and much as we may love her, she is just a flawed human being too and she has made mistaken choices, and has overlooked behavior from others that perhaps she shouldn't have, or that we wouldn't ourselves, but only she can make those decisions for her life. i've seen a lot of disgust and concern over this on my dash, and i'm with everyone on all of that, but at the same time i think it's a bit of a wake-up call that she is her own autonomous woman whom we do not know personally, and we have to find our own ways to approach that boundary. if that means ignoring this until it blows over, if that means taking space away from her for a while, if that means making silly jokes. i think as long as we're not harassing others (which you would never! <3 but the uptick in cruel anons/death threats that have happened this past month make me sad and i wish everyone could take a breath and...not do that!), however we choose to deal with it is the best we can do. i tend to suspect she's been going through it, and maybe this won't last long, but that doesn't make it a great look nor is it unconcerning. regardless, you should do what's best for yourself and look out for your well-being. if that means detaching for a while, i promise it doesn't make you a bad fan, even though i know that hurts ("the Taylor who made me feel accepted about being the odd kid in the school or the one who understood about my fear of growing up seems so far away." though i'm older than you, this happened to me in my own sense during my 1989 disconnect. i really do get it, and seeing a similar pattern here is a bit painful). i also want to say that i think, knowing what we do know about her and her character and kindness, she'd still want you to feel accepted and loved, and wouldn't align with the trashy things he's said and done, but i understand why willingness to overlook it hurts as well.

thank you for confiding in me and letting this out, i know it's hard to talk about and feeling distanced from an artist with such meaning to you is a specific ache. the only advice i can give you is to step back however you need to, for however long you need to. whether you feel comfortable still holding onto her music but separating from her personally (and/or from tour), or whether you need space from all of it for a while, remember that it's always going to be there, and you can always come back. in the meantime, you can also turn to places and artists that are continuing to give you comfort (like harry, and i'm so glad he is that for you).

for what it's worth, i love you and i know your identity is worthwhile, and YOU are worthwhile, and you deserve to feel safe and embraced and seen. anywhere you go, you don't need a reason. 💛💛💛

[aiwealthhub]

The fear of success is a surprisingly common but often misunderstood phenomenon. Many people assume that success is something everyone desires, yet for some, the prospect of achieving their goals or reaching a high level of accomplishment brings about anxiety, hesitation, and even self-sabotage. This fear can be deeply rooted in various emotional, psychological, and societal factors, all of which combine to make success feel overwhelming or threatening rather than fulfilling. At its core, the fear of success is often tied to beliefs about worthiness, expectations, and the potential consequences of achieving one’s dreams.

One of the primary reasons people fear success is the pressure it brings. Success often comes with heightened expectations—both from oneself and from others. When you achieve a significant goal, there’s a natural expectation that you will maintain or surpass that level of achievement. This pressure can create a fear of being unable to live up to future expectations, leading to anxiety about whether you’ll be able to replicate or sustain your success. The thought of constantly needing to perform at a high level can make success feel like a burden rather than a reward. This fear of future pressure can cause people to shy away from pursuing their goals in the first place.

Another factor contributing to the fear of success is the fear of change. Success often brings about significant changes in one’s life—changes in lifestyle, relationships, responsibilities, and even identity. For many, these changes can feel unsettling or destabilizing. When you achieve success, you may have to step out of your comfort zone and navigate new challenges that you’ve never faced before. The familiarity of your current situation, even if it’s unsatisfying, can feel safer than the uncertainty of success. As a result, the fear of the unknown or the discomfort of transitioning into a new phase of life can hold people back from striving for success.

The fear of judgment and envy from others is another common reason people avoid success. When you achieve something significant, it can attract attention—both positive and negative. While praise and admiration can be gratifying, they can also bring about feelings of discomfort for those who are not used to being in the spotlight. More importantly, success can sometimes lead to resentment or envy from others, especially from those in your social circle who may not be achieving the same level of success. The fear of losing relationships or facing judgment from friends, family, or colleagues can make success seem like a double-edged sword. This fear of standing out or causing tension in your relationships can lead to self-sabotaging behaviors that prevent you from reaching your full potential.

At a deeper level, the fear of success is often linked to self-worth. Many people harbor unconscious beliefs that they are not truly deserving of success, whether due to past experiences, societal conditioning, or personal insecurities. These beliefs can create an internal conflict, where part of you desires success, but another part feels unworthy of it. This conflict can lead to self-doubt, where you question your abilities and the legitimacy of your accomplishments. Even when you start to achieve success, you might downplay your achievements or attribute them to luck, avoiding fully embracing the rewards of your hard work. This internalized belief that you’re not deserving can become a powerful barrier to pursuing success in the first place.

Another aspect of the fear of success is the fear of losing autonomy or freedom. Success often brings with it new responsibilities, commitments, and expectations. For some, the idea of being tied down by these obligations feels constraining. They might fear that success will leave them with less time or freedom to pursue other passions, spend time with loved ones, or enjoy life outside of their work. This fear of being overwhelmed by new responsibilities can create resistance to success, even if those responsibilities are tied to something you’ve worked hard to achieve. The prospect of having to sacrifice personal time or make significant life adjustments can be daunting and lead to hesitation.

The fear of success is also linked to a fear of failure. Achieving success can raise the stakes, making the potential for failure seem more consequential. When you succeed, there’s often more to lose, and the pressure to maintain that success can make the idea of failing feel even more terrifying. This fear of falling from a higher level of achievement can paralyze people, keeping them stuck in mediocrity rather than taking the risks necessary to achieve greatness. The fear of experiencing a public failure, especially after having achieved success, can make the pursuit of success feel too risky or uncertain.

In addition to these individual fears, societal and cultural expectations can also play a role in the fear of success. In some cultures or communities, there may be unspoken norms about staying humble or not rising above the collective group. Achieving success might make you feel like you’re breaking away from your community or going against societal expectations. This can lead to feelings of guilt or discomfort, as if by succeeding, you’re betraying those who haven’t achieved the same level of success. The fear of being perceived as arrogant or as someone who has “left others behind” can prevent people from fully embracing their accomplishments or even pursuing them at all.

Ultimately, the fear of success is a complex issue rooted in a combination of internal and external pressures. It is fueled by concerns about future expectations, fear of change, judgment from others, self-worth, autonomy, and the potential for failure. These fears can create a powerful resistance to achieving one’s goals, often leading to self-sabotage or avoidance of opportunities that could lead to success. Recognizing and addressing these fears is essential for overcoming the barriers to success and allowing oneself to thrive. By confronting these fears, you can begin to embrace the possibility of success without being overwhelmed by the potential challenges that come with it.

[mylifeinfiction]

Good Night, Sleep Tight: Stories by Brian Evenson

The world is a terrible place, the boy began to feel, listening to these tales, but wondrous too.

Brian Evenson's Good Night, Sleep Tight is a collection of 19 short stories, mixing some horror in with some high-concept speculative-fiction. Short story collections are rarely going to completely win me over, so it's shouldn't be surprising to find out I didn't love this one.

I really think many of the spec-fic stories would've been better off being reworked and combined as a novel. There's some fascinating, terrifying, emotional ideas throughout these stories, but unfortunately they only occasionally get the chance to cut deep. The horror stories are all very unsettling ideas, but rarely go any further than the set-up. So, yeah, despite there being a lot of promise, throughout, this collection just didn't quite cut it, for me.

There are some great ones in here, though.

For horror, we get The Cabin & Untitled (Cloud of Blood). The Cabin has a phenomenal atmosphere, and there's a truly creepy hopelessness that sets in pretty damn deeply by the end. And Untitled (Cloud of Blood) is a vicious cursed-object story—which I love—whose irrational fear, ever-growing paranoia and descent into madness are so effectively rich.

For the speculative-fiction stories, we get Mother & Servitude. Mother is superb, exploring some of the truly unsettling aspects of artificial intelligence while laying some great world-building ground work that would've been downright brilliant as part of a larger whole created using several of the other spec-fic stories, here. And Servitude cleverly explores the class aspect between AI and humans and the roles allotted to them.

We must simply, faced with our freedom, discover a new purpose.

5.5/10

-Timothy Patrick Boyer.

[universe-in-the-void-in-the-cube]

Dark Empire - Queen Singularity

Singularity

Faction: The Dark Empire

Function: Warfare Strategist and Dark Sorceress

"I am the night, the awakening storm, the queen of shadows. With darkness as my ally, I will shape Cybertron anew—or watch it burn."

Bio:

Singularity, the queen of the Dark Empire, is a powerful and enigmatic figure amid Cybertron's chaotic landscape. An embodiment of dark allure and ambition, she possesses unparalleled strategic prowess and a mastery of forbidden knowledge, attributing her rise to influence within the Decepticon ranks. Once a fearsome warrior known for her cold efficiency, her ambitions have grown dangerously intertwined with those of Dark Starscream, the newly transformed ruler of Cybertron.

Initially an ally to Megatron, Singularity's loyalties shifted as the war intensified. Witnessing the rise of Dark Starscream and the potential of harnessing the Heart of Cybertron led her to assume the role of a ruthless strategist within the Dark Empire. Her dark power is augmented by her mastery of Cybertronian sorcery, giving her the ability to bend the environment to her will, summon dark energies, and manipulate the fears of her adversaries.

As the dark queen of the empire, her power has only deepened, and she has increasingly embraced her darker inclinations. Yet, lurking beneath her cool exterior is a complex web of emotions—her unsettling obsession with power, her desire to protect her newfound kingdom, and her internal conflict as a potential rival to starscream's rule.

Singularity's relationship with Atrem Nex adds a layer of tension to her character. While Atrem admires and obsessively seeks her affection, Singularity is wary of his dark inclinations, recognizing that his fixation could ultimately spell disaster for her plans. As threats to her authority emerge, she must navigate a treacherous landscape, balancing her ambitions with the oppressive forces that seek to undermine her power.

Personality:

Singularity is a master manipulator, combining charisma with a cunning intellect. Her demeanor oscillates between ruthlessness and calculated charm, allowing her to maintain control over both allies and enemies. She possesses an unyielding ambition that drives her to expand her dominion over Cybertron, utilizing her talents in sorcery and warfare to instill fear and subdue her opposition.

Despite her cold exterior, she is deeply passionate about her vision for the Dark Empire, viewing it as an extension of herself. The merging of her dark aspirations with the leadership of Dark Starscream introduces a complex dynamic, as she reconciles her desire for absolute power with the need to assert her influence in a male-dominated hierarchy.

Though she yearns for power, Singularity is acutely aware of the price it demands. Her interactions with Atrem Nex highlight both vulnerability and strength—she sees potential in his dark abilities but fears the desperate lengths he will go to gain her affection. This inner conflict fuels her actions, making her a compelling and engaging character.

Background:

Singularity's origins are shrouded in secrecy, rumored to have emerged from an experimental program designed to harness dark energies. Early in her service to the Decepticons, she quickly established herself as a formidable warrior in the field, gaining respect across the ranks for her tactical brilliance and combat skills.

As Cybertron descended into chaos, Singularity's strategic mind thrived. Formulating attack plans and executing covert operations, she carved out her influence, eventually aligning with Dark Starscream's quest for the Heart of Cybertron. Seeing an opportunity to merge her aspirations with his, she became a vital asset in his rise to power.

Singularity's dark sorcery developed in tandem with her strategic skills, enabling her to intertwine the psychological aspects of warfare with mystical elements. This combination has made her an invaluable agent of the Dark Empire, feared by her enemies and respected by her allies.

However, as she ascends to power alongside Dark Starscream, she grapples with the complexities of her relationship with Atrem Nex and the unpredictable forces vying for control. The looming threat of betrayal and ambition complicates her reign, leading her to question not just her place within the hierarchy but her deeper motivations.

Weapons:

Soulfire Gauntlets: Singularity wields gauntlets imbued with dark energies, enabling her to channel spells that manipulate shadows and inflict devastating energy damage. These weapons strike fear into her foes while underlining her mastery of sorcery in combat.

Obsidian Scythe: As both a weapon and a symbol of her power, the scythe she carries can slice through solid metal and evoke chilling energies that drain the will of her opponents, amplifying her status as a fearsome combatant and sorceress.

Illusionary Orbs: Singularity uses her grasp of dark magic to conjure orbs that project illusions, confusing and disorienting her enemies during battle. This allows her to escape perilous situations or set traps for unwitting foes.

Tech Specs:

Strength - 7

Intelligence - 9

Speed - 8

Endurance - 6

Rank - 9

Courage - 7

Firepower - 8

Skill - 9

Teamwork - 6

Cooperation - 5

[anxiovita123]

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While this feeling can sometimes be fleeting and relatively mild, for many people, it can become a chronic and deeply distressing experience. This sensation can often be linked to anxiety disorders, panic attacks, stress, or trauma, but it is also a natural response to stressors in daily life.

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Several factors contribute to the feeling of impending doom, ranging from psychological to physical conditions. Some common causes include:

Anxiety and Panic Disorders A common trigger for this feeling is anxiety. When someone experiences heightened levels of anxiety, their brain becomes hyper-alert to potential threats. This often results in the feeling that something terrible is imminent, even if there's no logical reason for it. Panic attacks, in particular, can trigger overwhelming feelings of doom.

Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder (PTSD) Individuals who have experienced trauma may experience a constant sense of danger due to heightened stress responses. For those with PTSD, the brain may be stuck in a state of "fight or flight," making even ordinary situations feel threatening.

Stress and Overwork Chronic stress, especially when coupled with fatigue or burnout, can lead to emotional and physical reactions that heighten feelings of danger. Overwhelming work or personal responsibilities can drain mental resources, leading to anxiety and a sense of dread.

Substance Abuse or Withdrawal Certain substances, including alcohol, drugs, and even caffeine, can contribute to feelings of anxiety or doom. Substance abuse may alter brain chemistry, making the individual more susceptible to intense feelings of fear or danger.

Medical Conditions There are also certain medical conditions that can contribute to feelings of impending doom, such as heart conditions, thyroid imbalances, and respiratory issues. These conditions may cause physical symptoms (like shortness of breath or chest pain) that can trigger a psychological response of fear or anxiety.

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Anxiovita is a natural supplement that uses a combination of scientifically researched ingredients to promote calmness, reduce anxiety, and help the body manage stress. It is specifically formulated to address symptoms like restlessness, fear, and the overwhelming sense of doom that can accompany anxiety disorders.

How Anxiovita Works

Anxiovita works by supporting the body’s natural stress response system. The ingredients in Anxiovita work synergistically to balance neurotransmitters such as serotonin and gamma-aminobutyric acid (GABA), which play key roles in regulating mood and anxiety. When these neurotransmitters are in balance, the body is better equipped to handle stress and prevent feelings of doom from taking over.

In addition to its mood-regulating properties, Anxiovita also supports physical well-being. It helps to reduce the physical symptoms that accompany anxiety, such as a racing heart, sweating, and dizziness, providing a more comprehensive solution to the feeling of impending doom.

Benefits of Anxiovita for Those Experiencing a Sense of Impending Doom or Danger

Promotes Relaxation Anxiovita contains ingredients that promote relaxation, making it easier to calm your nerves and manage stress in overwhelming situations. By supporting the body’s natural ability to unwind, Anxiovita helps individuals regain control over their emotions.

Improves Sleep For many people who experience a sense of impending doom, sleep disturbances are a common side effect. Anxiovita helps improve the quality of sleep by promoting relaxation and reducing stress, allowing you to wake up feeling refreshed and better equipped to face the day.

Supports Emotional Balance Anxiovita’s natural ingredients help balance mood and regulate emotions, reducing the frequency and intensity of anxiety episodes that often contribute to feelings of doom. By addressing the root causes of anxiety, Anxiovita helps prevent these overwhelming emotions from spiraling out of control.

Safe and Natural Solution One of the key benefits of Anxiovita is that it is a natural and safe solution for anxiety. Unlike prescription medications, which may have side effects or lead to dependency, Anxiovita offers a gentle approach to managing anxiety and stress without the risks associated with pharmaceutical drugs.

FAQ – A Sense of Impending Doom or Danger

Q: What is the main cause of a sense of impending doom? A: A sense of impending doom can stem from several factors, including anxiety disorders, panic attacks, trauma, chronic stress, or certain medical conditions. It often arises when the body perceives an imminent threat, even in the absence of an obvious danger.

Q: Can Anxiovita help reduce feelings of doom? A: Yes! Anxiovita is formulated to support mental and emotional well-being, helping to reduce the anxiety and physical symptoms that contribute to a sense of impending doom. Its natural ingredients work to promote calmness and restore balance to the body’s stress response system.

Q: Is Anxiovita a safe treatment for anxiety? A: Yes! Anxiovita is a natural supplement made with scientifically researched ingredients designed to safely support emotional well-being. It is a gentle, non-habit-forming alternative to prescription medications.

Q: How long does it take for Anxiovita to work? A: While results may vary, many individuals begin to experience the calming effects of Anxiovita within a few days of regular use. For optimal results, it is recommended to take Anxiovita consistently as part of your daily wellness routine.

Q: Can I take Anxiovita with other medications? A: If you are taking any medications or have any concerns, it’s always best to consult with a healthcare professional before adding a new supplement to your routine. Anxiovita is generally safe, but it's important to ensure it’s right for your specific health needs.

In conclusion, experiencing "a sense of impending doom or danger" can be an overwhelming and distressing sensation, but it doesn’t have to control your life. With the right tools, like Anxiovita, you can manage these feelings effectively. By promoting relaxation, balancing mood, and supporting emotional well-being, Anxiovita helps you regain control over your emotions and find relief from the weight of anxiety. Don’t let the fear of doom dominate your life—take control today with Anxiovita.

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I’m sure you feel like this too… like everything and absolutely nothing is happening in life for you at the same time… at least a little bit, right?

I was advised against, and actually completely disregarded for two jobs this year - two positions of which I would have made an undeniable impact in. The reason - (the one that was communicated, anyway) my gender.

Is it the perception of softness, the presence of it, or the fear of platonic work environments being charged with bright, fluent female energy?

Or maybe they actually believe my gender equates to lack of intelligence or sternness in places it’s necessary?

If they only knew how much strength it took to be this soft, how much control and discipline it took to keep my eyes focused on the impact when people completely unfamiliar with my work had the nerve to judge my abilities before a handshake.

Young is not inexperienced or unequipped.

Female is not weak or naive.

The combination of things I am though? It’s creative, empathetic, deeply understanding, and undeniably persistent even under the pressures of pessimism.

In retrospect, it wasn’t my character that’s a risk, it was theirs and their own lack of discipline in places of intrigue.

The opposite side of all of this though? I’m bypassing positions that some have had to endure to open up doors to a succinct career. I can only imagine how unsettling it will be to wake up and see the very thing you wished to displace at the very top.

12/15/2024

8:54pm