#cosmic speaks

[cosmic-starfall]

i need a hualian modern au that really emphasizes how autism4autism they are.

like I see lots of fanart of modern!XL in a white sweater but what if that's his favorite sweater that he wears every single day except when he needs to wash it because it has no tags and all the seams have been worn down and softened. And when it gets damaged HC is the one who comforts XL and carefully takes it to repair it so it looks just the same as before.

What if HC wears lots of dangling jewelry and constantly stims with it, chewing on his necklaces, shaking his head to make his earrings jingle, swaying back and forth to feel his wallet chains swish with him. Same with wearing flowy clothes, I think he would wear maxi skirts and just idly swish them back and forth.

And of course they infodump to each other. They would have whole "nap dates" where they would cuddle up in bed together and lay in each other's arms just to chat about whatever subject has caught their interest recently.

There's def more to this idea but that's all I got for now.

[cosmic0de]

I really wish you could have two characters out at once for photos

[cosmic-courtroom]

i love the scene that lcb gave us but.

german to german communication

AND THE IMPLICATION FAUST WAS EXTREMELY SARCASTIC. god i love this game

[cosmicxd]

I really like this Kevin guy! Welcome to Desert Bluffs sounds like such a wholesome little radio show

[innocentlymacabre]

30 Days, 30 Lines Challenge: Day 15 post your favourite line that you wrote or edited that day

Their panic began to morph and change shape. In one instant, it felt like they had died several deaths, and in the next, several lives, none their own, washed over them. They were alone now, but there was more than just nothing. Anticipation pooled in a low fog, filling the gaps between the stillness of one second and the next. The taste of a brewing storm clouded around them. A bright and brilliant explosion ricocheted, the cacophonous kaleidoscope of life flowing forth. They were wading through a pool of stars, stardust raining down on them, stardust being kicked up beneath them. With each step they felt lighter, their feet seconds away from leaving the ground. They could feel the silent heartbeat of the universe, beating in time to their own. They gradually slowed in tandem as a new star took its first breath. A deep yearning to join them overtook them. Time had been pulled into a whirlpool, twisting round and round until the beginning met the end and the end had no beginning. Nothing was happening anymore and trees were withering as they grew; reptiles shed and snakes grew; the seas reached up to the sky and stars flowed down; everything that could ever happen was breaking out at the same instant.

~~ Now They Call Me the Plague [x]

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[cosmiccalliope]

In the beginning, for it was the beginning, there was an egg. How many eggs were in that original void is uncertain, but there was an egg, shelled in limitless potential, and it would one day be named the Azathoth-Ubbho-Satlha. The Demiruge.

When is uncertain, for it was before time and space and matter, but once the shell shattered in the blinding light of plasma symmetric, and it was Chaos, Nu, Tiamat, it would know many names but it would always be at core The Azathoth, for it was the Primordial Chaos, The Deep Dark Sea from which all sprung, The Big Bang that tore creation the Black Tapestry.

When the Chaos of Nature Cooled, twins became of it, The Milky Mist In The Void and The Darkness Between The Stars, and with their birth, Creation became a realm threefold. At the center was chaos-born Azath, and from it came the Dark Realm of Shogg and the Material World of Shugg.

From the Mist In The Void would spawn Yog-Sothoth, who is all of Time and all of Space, who is the All Encompassing Lurker At The Threshold, for Yog-Sothoth is the Key, Yog-Sothoth is the Gate, Yog-Sothoth is the way to see the Beautiful and Horrible Truth of Creation.

From the Darkness Between The Stars, Life Mother Shub-Ningkuratlh would spawn who would birth a Thousand Young in her image.

With the spawning of the Life Mother, Chaos Changed. The Original Chaos of Nature grew, expanded, and from a fissure was born The Dream Walker, The Crawling Chaos of a Thousand Faces, Nyarlathotep, Father of the Lucid Dream-Realm of Shagg. It would walk amongst the whole creation where there was life, a more personal chaos than its originator.

From the union of the Shub-Ningkuratlh and Yog-Sothoth were born twin blasphemies, Yeb The Black Flame of Whispering Mists and their twin, Nug The Torch of the Force of Mind. Unto Yeb would become the Gaseous Stars, unto Nug would become the Planetary Spheres. Unto them would be given the power to wipe clean, the Furnace to ignite the Torches and scorch at the whim of The Chaotic Azathoth.

From Yeb would birth Tsathoggua, the Sleeping Seal of the Dark Night-Stars in N'kai.

From Nug would birth Cthulhu, Sleeping High Priest of Deep-Sunk R'lyæxh Who Is To Come And Rise Again, for his sermon is Truth, and Truth is unavoidable. The Truth of the Stars was sealed once in those ancient days, but it shall rise in full again, seeping through cracks where Wandering Nyarlathotep travels.

The Literality matters not, there need not be a shucked oyster at the center of the galaxy for there to be Chaos in Nature, and Nature in Chaos. There need not be a three legged shapeshifter for there to be Dreams and the Chaos Amongst The Crowds. There need not be a 13 Irridescent Sphered Entity for there to be time or space, and there need not be a literal giant goat-adjacent monster for there to be Life, just as there need not be for a man with attitude issues and a cool beard to give and create thunder.

The story remains true, for there is life, and they simply Are. Life Is, Time and Matter Are, Chaos in Nature Is. It Is, They Are, and that is all they need to Be.

Besides, ever notice how in Lovecraft's stories the main "heroes" are all well to do White guys and everyone associated with the Mythos itself are all disenfranchised in some way? The cultists are all either poor white guys or just anyone Not-White, and the next example that comes to mind are the Shoggoths, which are a slave race created by the Elder Things which then rose up and killed their masters. The mythos has a Legacy and Image of being horrible and calamitous, but notice that the perspective is from people so disconnected from reality that they've crafted themselves a throne of lies they're afraid of being torn down.

[blueyisszy]

INSANITY AND THE MOON.

when we launched man-made satellites into space, we discovered that a wide range of radioactive rays from space, and the constellations are continuously bombarding the Earth.

Nothing on the Earth is unaffected by this phenomenon.

We know that the ocean is influenced by the moon, but we have not taken into consideration the fact that the same proportion of water and salt that occurs in the ocean also occurs in the human body -- the same proportion.

Seventy percent of the human body consists of water, and the proportion of salt contained in that water is the same as is contained in the Arabian Sea. If the water in the ocean is affected by the moon, then how could the water inside the human body remain unaffected?

Now in this connection, two or three facts emerging from recent investigations must be kept in mind.

For example, as the day of the full moon approaches, the amount of insanity in the world increases, whereas on the last day of the darker fourteen days, the least number of people go insane.

As the moon grows brighter the level of insanity also begins to increase. On the day of the full moon, the greatest number of people enter madhouses; and on the last day of the moon's waning period, the greatest number of people are discharged from madhouses.

-Astrology, The science of cosmic oneness.

[cosmic0de]

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[cosmic-starfall]

so many Hua Cheng with amnesia reverting to Wu Ming ideas. What about Hua Cheng being a system with Wu Ming as an alter? Wu Ming has his own set of memories but the more he fronts the more he gets to know his current life with Xie Lian, safe and happy and thriving.

[cosmic0de]

EARTHSPARK SPOILERS

Hi so I noticed some silly things

I'll just cut right to the chase. 1. Soundwave never transformed throughout this entirety of the new episodes, despite other fliers doing so. 2. Twitch looks as though she's going to have permanent optic damage. 3. Where the hell is Tarantulas?????

First: Soundwave my beloved little guy Skywarp and Novastorm transformed when they couldn't keep up with Starscream when they were escaping GHOST. Soundwave did not, and got trapped. In episode 25, when Starscream's trine are in the air fighting Megatron, Soundwave is riding with the grounders-- despite being a flier himself. Why is he not transforming? Did someone take his T-Cog? is it damaged? Because there was some heavy emphasis on that (transforming, T-Cogs) for the past season.... Please Earthspark give us more Soundwave development. What happened to him?? Why is he not transforming???? Second: Twitch After the blast from Mandroid's (failed as far as we know) weapon, and she is healed, her previously destroyed optic is noticeably dimmer from then on in the following scenes. I think she has permanent optic/vision damage, which will be interesting to see in the next episodes (please let there be more). This also makes me think that the writers also did something to Soundwave if they're doing such a major permanent(?) thing to a main character.

Third: Please where is he Where is Tarantulas? What happened to him?? You cannot convince me that Nightshade wasn't making those holoprojectors for him. Please where is Tarantulas?? We need the skrungly back

[cosmic-courtroom]

hey guys. enjoy what i found while imputing random shit

mainly milf. + monster.

obviously under the cut. because. spoilers ?? i guess

hehehehe

[cosmicxd]

Welcome to Night Vale started in FUCKING 2012???

[innocentlymacabre]

Purple

11.08.21

This is the story of the day the sky burned a fierce purple. A colour otherwise docile, calm, accepting, and welcoming, lit up the sky in an eddy of hues, for it is the quiet ones who snap the loudest.

The sky burned purple, somewhere halfway between the calm contentness of blue and the rage of red. One flowed through another until neither were recognisable anymore and something unheard of beckoned in its place.

You would think that a crimson sky would hurt the most, that pure, unadulterated rage, would be the most painful shade to scream at you; you would think that, and you would be wrong. Pure rage can be acclimatised to. You get used to it. You see the red sky for long enough and slowly you begin to forget that it can be blue. That it should be blue.

***

The sky glowed blue. It glowed a wonderful hue of blue, a perfect image of the calm, welcoming waters below. The flowers, the smallest of the smallest shrubbery, all shimmered in delight, welcoming the breeze that tickled them silly. The world worked in blissful harmony.

But as with all good things, it was short lived. The harmony of blue began to be wiped out and replaced with the rage of red. It poured into every crevice, every cranny, every open receptacle, usurping blue's reign.

In the end, they both lost who they were. War changes people. It transforms and concocts them into something else entirely, and the sky, the sky is no different.

Thus began the reign of purple. Purple, which glowered with anger and menace far worse than red would ever have been capable of. Purple, which took everything good in the world and stripped it bare until it wasn't. Until it was no longer good nor bad, it just wasn't. A non-state, unable to comprehend purple's harshness, choosing instead to run away, to escape purple's darkness.

From that day forth, the sky shone blue only within the confines of unconsciousness, when the mind is free to roam the lands of the past and comfort. But, as with everything, there will come a day when that too will fade. When the past tries to reach back and only finds purple skies. That will be the day the sky ceases to exist and the ground crumbles.

The day hope evades even the realm of dreams will be the end of time.

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[cosmiccalliope]

I genuinely think, all things considered, Star Wars Episode 8 is weaker than Episode 9.

9 at least Tried to be Interesting, Palpatine still being alive is an idea that Could have worked, Rey being a Palpatine Could have worked, the Death Star Dagger could have worked (better if it was the first death star wreckage, to give an idea that he had a back up plan once the first went down).

All I think that would have needed to change in 8 to make 9 a better (not great, just Better than it is) movie is swapping the first order's main ship for one of Palpatine's Death Star Destroyers to say that "Hey, these exist, and they got them from some mysterious benefactor", have Snoke say something about "and so, the old emperor's plans continue to come to fruition" to even put Palpatine back Into the series, have a one off moment where an old imperial comm line pings from an untraceable source, maybe make Snoke decay as "this body becomes undone" because he's a clone pumped full of dark side juice and have him reappear later "the dark side of the force is a pathway to many abilities some deem, unnatural". Maybe give Palpatine some sort of Anti-Force Ghost, something.

It wouldn't be a perfect fix, nor make 9 a Great movie, but it would at least temper some of the Bad caused by the different directors all moving against each other. At least then it'd largely just be disappointing, not quite Disasterous.

And just, throw away the whole force tele-snatch thing. I can deal with Rey pulling force lightning out of her ass, but that force teleporting small objects half way across the galaxy thing is just, so dumb.

[cosmic0de]

Askbox open for Weepingwing, Willowwing, Whirlwind, Sandpiper, Verdin, and Synthwave. Or just pick a number 1-93 for a random character lol

Uncommon Questions for OCs and their creators:

Send me a # (questions for OCs) or a letter (questions for creators) and I’ll answer

QUESTIONS FOR YOUR OCs

What’s the maximum amount of time your character can sit still with nothing to do?

How easy is it for your character to laugh?

How do they put themselves to bed at night (reading, singing, thinking?)

How easy is it to earn their trust?

How easy is it to earn their mistrust?

Do they consider laws flexible, or immovable?

What triggers nostalgia for them, most often? Do they enjoy that feeling?

What were they told to stop/start doing most often as a child

Do they swear? Do they remember their first swear word?

What lie do they most frequently remember telling? Does it haunt them?

How do they cope with confusion (seek clarification, pretend they understand, etc)?

How do they deal with an itch found in a place they can’t quite reach?

What color do they think they look best in? Do they actually look best in that color?

What animal do they fear most?

How do they speak? Is what they say usually thought of on the spot, or do they rehearse it in their mind first?

What makes their stomach turn?

Are they easily embarrassed?

What embarrasses them?

What is their favorite number?

If they were asked to explain the difference between romantic and platonic or familial love, how would they do so?

Why do they get up in the morning? 

How does jealousy manifest itself in them (they become possessive, they become aloof, etc)? 

How does envy manifest itself in them (they take what they want, they become resentful, etc)? 

 Is sex something that they’re comfortable speaking about? To whom? 

 What are their thoughts on marriage? 

 What is their preferred mode of transportation? 

 What causes them to feel dread? 

 Would they prefer a lie over an unpleasant truth? 

 Do they usually live up to their own ideals? 

 Who do they most regret meeting? 

 Who are they the most glad to have met? 

 Do they have a go-to story in conversation? Or a joke? 

 Could they be considered lazy? 

 How hard is it for them to shake a sense of guilt? 

 How do they treat the things their friends come to them excited about? Are they supportive? 

Do they actively seek romance, or do they wait for it to fall into their lap? 

Do they have a system for remembering names, long lists of numbers, things that need to go in a certain order (like anagrams, putting things to melodies, etc)? 

What memory do they revisit the most often? 

How easy is it for them to ignore flaws in other people? 

How sensitive are they to their own flaws?

How do they feel about children? 

How badly do they want to reach their end goal? 

If someone asked them to explain their sexuality, how would they do so? 

QUESTIONS FOR CREATORS

A) Why are you excited about this character? B) What inspired you to create them? C) Did you have trouble figuring out where they fit in their own story? D) Have they always had the same physical appearance, or have you had to edit how they look? E) Are they someone you would get along with? Would they get along with you? F) What do you feel when you think of your OC (pride, excitement, frustration, etc)? G) What trait of theirs bothers you the most? H) What trait do you admire most? I) Do you prefer to keep them in their canon universe? J) Did you have to manipulate or exclude canon factors to allow them to create their character?

[cosmic-starfall]

During the Binghe in abyss time cumplane make a sex pollen pact where if either of them get into a fuck or die scenario the other has to bail them out.

This leads to a lot of arguments/bullying during the most mechanical, perfunctory sex.

If Binghe ever finds out when he gets back he might have some things to say about this arrangement.