#daily unconscious

[huh-huhyourself]

daily prosopagnosia

jack, is that you?

[grumpyghostdoodles]

Poor Peepaw Starlo. They grow up so quickly.

[tankgotstuckinthecircusgate]

«i had a dream about my funeral tonight» carlo after moretti's murder, who sometimes wonders if the same fate will befall him

«I sullied my youth with the most vulgar of dreams: In black cars that look like big turtles Shouting out over other people's thoughts in their skulls I'll have a dream about my funeral The bitter rubber of drunken saliva stretches and stretches, a stubborn thread And it ends, thinning When it ends, I'll be gone too Find me, find me, find me under the fence Eyes, eyes, eyelids, lips Black flame» ^ won't link the song but here's the other one that may fit the mood i guess. anyway it's a good song

«Dad, the kids are out in the yard They're burying a bird Not a pigeon or a tit Dad, give me two rubles I'll throw it in the pit Dad, we're family Don't be dramatic

Dad, my collarbone's been hurting all morning Somewhere in the middle of the yard There's a bird buried Dad, give me some milk I'll pour it in the pit»

[eye-of-yelough]

scrolled through the main tag and felt like i was losing it so. time for me to make this post i guess

even if gortash is capable of love/empathy/seeing another as an equal, (highly debatable) this would come as a huge shock to him and he would fight it with everything he has. someone he truly sees as equal (for example, the dark urge because of their divinity) is not going to be treated “better” than anyone else.

being loved/seen as an equal by a man like gortash just means you’re his new favourite project. he will be continuously pushing all of your buttons and boundaries - partially out of scientific curiosity, seeing you as no more than a test subject, like seeing how you react to certain stimuli, and partially to knock you down a peg so he can go back to seeing you as lesser/disposable because it’s simpler for him than having feelings. and if that doesn’t work, it’s not suddenly getting better. because his next step would simply be to figuring out how to keep you by his side no matter the cost through heavy manipulation and removal of all of your other ties so he’s the centre of your world, fully dependent on him.

also being “the only one gortash can be himself around” means seeing the absolute nightmare of a person he is under all those masks, not “this tyrant secretly loves cuddles 🥰”

[edwinas]

Unmet: A Neurosurgeon's Diary | Episodes 1 & 8

[dailywatchersiblings]

yuo know how some animals will puff themselves up to make them look larger. cats arch their backs and hiss and frilled lizards splay out their head frills and tarantulas rear their front legs. that kind of stuff

^ i think that's what he's doing

[ebbpup]

(in reference to evil fryeputer) how would you think evil computer ended up in splatsvile? (i can't remember how it's spelled but yk)

asking out of curiosity and also fanfiction potential

he ends up there after he "dies" i'd imagine. due to the sheer power of computer's beam that killed him mixed with his own powers at the time, it messed with space and time a bit, causing him to be teleported into the splatoon world. he probably falls out of the sky, creating a huge crater when he lands. his powers are gone and he's returned to his original size (although he still has the tail, horns and the extra button because why not).

[slav-every-day]

[not-poignant]

Daily excerpt from Underline the Black 67:

‘Going forward,’ Temsen said, ‘I think you need to find more ways to communicate with each other. Additionally, it would be nice if you would stop verbally abusing him in the heat of the moment, and at any other times you’re doing it. I know that was the best you could manage, because I saw you earlier, and I know full well you could have torn a person limb from limb while snarling like a bear about it. But…calling him pathetic? Worthless? Heroic moment for you, Gary.’ Gary was surprised Efnisien had shared that, then he remembered Temsen could be a ruthless interrogator when he wanted, omegas, betas, alphas – it didn’t matter, he’d crucify them all to get information. ‘He already believes he is those things,’ Temsen said. ‘At the least, you owe him an apology too.’ ‘I know,’ Gary said, closing his eyes. ‘I know.’

[dailydivination365]

Things aren't always complicated.

You may be in a situation where fantasies, dreams, and illusions stop you from seeing clearly. However, you have a yearning to break free from your dream state.

Your desires allow the sun to shine through. Diligent effort ensures success, and what was once night becomes day. What was once unknown became known. What was once unclear is now clear.

TAROT INFO:

7 of Cups - reversed

The Sun

[sssssaarn]

Cringe culture really did kill a lot more of the otherkin community than I think some people might think... KFF definitely played a huge role in the downward spiral, but I don't see people also point out how damaging cringe culture was to otherkins specifically. And that even if KFF never came around, there may still be beings who remain silent or quiet about being otherkin for fear of 'cringe'.

[utsuboarchive]

whenever sb claims the twins are misunderstood or not that violent

im just.... points at them

[bookishjules]

it's so hard to acknowledge that you will ever be enough for others when you've never allowed yourself to be enough for yourself

[minipisi-is-dumb]

dude my mirror neurons are absolutely trash bc how come my memory And empathy levels And capacity to mirror something as simple as accents are dogshit like c'mon pick one of them but at least don't make me have a nonsense accent unless I mask

[delicate---bones]

it’s so funny how some people make you feel genuinely insane and half the time I don’t even think they know they’re doing it

[fumiliar]

kento nanami would unconsciously close jars a little bit too tight due to his fear of spoiled food, causing you to need his help every time you wanted to access a jar he had used in the past. yet, he never realised how tight these jars were and the level of difficulty in opening it.

slowly, he started to realise a pattern. every single jar you'd ask for help to open, it would be a jar he had used recently. the jam he used to eat along with his bread daily, the jar of mayonnaise, every single other jar he had opened, you asked for assistance.

realising this pattern, he started loosening the jars by just a little bit every time he closes it. and you just stopped asking for help, that's when his suspicions were confirmed. you were struggling because of him...

a little voice in him tells him to tighten a jar once in while, to see you asking him for help as he desperately missed. but he just can't bring himself to consciously continue this behaviour, his love for you stepping over any personal need of his, knowing that in the end, a simple pleasure towards him could cause a debilitating stress towards you, he couldn't bear that thought.