#doesn’t matter into the void the post goes

[maidenofcrows]

I feel like we don’t really talk about David threatening to kill someone for Genya enough. I mean, yes, it’s recognized as one of his peak moments, but I mean beyond “Aw, that’s so sweet of him.”

This is David Kostyk. He’s an inventor. His whole thing is to make new things. To create. He helped fight the epitome of destruction, so what’s the point of causing more destruction by taking someone’s life? It’s not antithetical to his character, but it’s also not the first thing I would ordinarily expect from him.

But then… we do know that David is extraordinarily blunt. We know that Baghra didn’t want to teach him out of fear of what he could become. And his friends don’t even seem all that surprised when he delivered the threat (they were all fairly aggravated; I digress).

This man absolutely meant what he said, and I firmly believe that if Yuri had offended Genya one more time, they would have found the body in 78 different strategically chosen locations

[sugarplumfairy777]

𓂃⋆.˚ ۫ ꣑ৎ a short n’ sweet guide on how to induce the void state ft. hachi

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meet hachi a young girl who one day stumbles on how to induce pure consciousness. this is her journey:

day 1:

hachi spends her first day scrolling through some of her favorite bloggers posts; a little bit after she scrolls through “#void state” and “#pure consciousness” after a few minutes she comes across a post that reminds her of her power and how she can induce the void state like literally R I G H T N O W now hachi is ready and excited to induce pure consciousness, so she lays down and goes through a flow of instructions and BOOM she is now and her most natural and pure form, which some know as pure consciousness, the void state, I am state, or whatever you wanna call it. now if you thought the following while reading hachi’s journey, you do not understand what it means to be god.

-if you thought that hachi’s journey sounds too fake or too unrealistic because she induced her purest form on the first day of finding out about it, you do not understand.

- if you feel bad now that your journey is longer than hachi’s you do not understand, it doesn’t matter if it’s been two weeks since you’ve been on your journey or if it’s been 4+ years it does not matter at all.

-if you thought of ANY limitations or had any doubt or thoughts of how you can still fail or even uttered “b-b-but that doesn’t make sense, that’s not pos—” yeah, uhm I’ll stop you there before you accidentally make a fool of yourself.

what are you talking about, “impossible” “unrealistic” “too hard” nothing is any of those words for you; a god. like seriously stop making my point fly across your head, YOU ARE GOD. period.

now for the curious people who are wondering, “what did hachi do to induce the void state so fast????”:

step 1: recognize your truth

𓂃⋆ the first step is realizing the most important truth: you are god. you are not a body, not a mind, not tied to any rules or limits. you are pure consciousness—infinite, powerful, limitless. there is no separation between you and the universe because you are the universe. everything flows from you. the void state isn’t something outside of you—it’s within you, always has been.

step 2: it’s already yours

𓂃⋆ the void isn’t something you need to “enter.” there’s no effort, no struggle. it’s instant. you are already there because you are it. time doesn’t exist in the void; it dissolves the moment you recognize your infinite nature. don’t overthink it. you don’t have to do anything special. the void is your natural state—limitless potential, pure being. just by knowing this, you’re already connected to it.

step 3: let go of limitations

𓂃⋆ close your eyes if you want, but know it’s not even necessary. all limits, all beliefs, all stories are illusions. they don’t define you. in this moment, drop everything that tells you who you are “supposed to be.” you are beyond all of that. realize the simplicity of it: there’s no need to fight or overcome anything. just let it go. you’re already infinite.

step 4: feel the stillness

𓂃⋆ once you let go of everything, there’s only stillness. this stillness is you. it’s not the absence of movement—it’s the presence of infinite potential. in this space, there’s no need to question, doubt, or analyze. you don’t need to “try” to reach the void, because you’re already embodying it. the moment you stop chasing it, you realize you were already there.

step 5: exist as pure consciousness

𓂃⋆ in the void, you are pure consciousness, untouched by the world, unshaped by time or space. you are everything and nothing at once. feel this—you are the creator of all, and yet, you are perfectly still. this state is simple, yet profound. you don’t have to do anything to maintain it. just be aware of your own infinite nature.

that’s it. the void state is effortless because you are it. there’s no process, no waiting, only instant realization that you are god, and everything is within your power. hachi did nothing but know her powerful and boom— she manifested her dream closet, her dream body, her dream boyfriend and her dream life in general. if she & so many others can—then so can you 🩷 it’s nothing that deep :p

note: the steps are not required duh anything and everything you do whilst holding the intention of inducing the void state is correct and guaranteed you are god so stop doubting. https://www.tumblr.com/sugarplumfairy777/772229618617991168/failure-doubt-limitations

[girlbeyondthegrave]

I Watched Beetlejuice Beetlejuice a Third Time: More Things I Noticed

Here’s my previous list for those that haven’t read it. Enjoy!

A lot of people on this post I made thought that the dog in the MacArthur Park sequence was Taco from the Ghosthouse segment where Beetlejuice appears in the audience. I am sad to report this is not the case. Taco is a chihuahua, and the dog that appears is more of a terrier. However, some people on Reddit wonder if the dog is the one that ran out in front of the Maitlands’ car and killed them. I haven’t rewatched the first movie yet to check.

When Beetlejuice stitches Lydia’s mouth shut, she’s more exasperated than afraid. She literally tries to yell, “COME ON!”

Beetlejuice looks so offended on Lydia’s behalf when Rory calls her codependent. Like, “Is he serious right now? Get him, babe!”

Beetlejuice appearing before Delia can finish summoning him furthers the eavesdropping theory I made in my earlier post, and if we go off that theory, we can explain by Beetlejuice wasn’t that bothered by being summoned away at the wedding. He’s overheard Lydia’s desire to take her relationships slow and her reluctance to marriage. (Which is most definitely because of him and the fact that the last living person she loved tragically died—even if their relationship was over before that point.)

In the film, Beetlejuice is the ONLY person that agrees to help Delia find Charles, which we see her do at the end of the movie. This means that Beetlejuice kept his word and helped Delia, and he didn’t keep her away from Charles after the wedding fell through.

“MacArthur Park” plays when the studio intros roll, during the wedding sequence, and the end credits—three times when we have three different iterations of Beetlejuice and Lydia’s dynamic, fun fact. This is meant to be their song, and although the song is about a doomed relationship, this part sticks out to me: “After all the loves of my life / You’ll still be the one.” It doesn’t matter if Beetlejuice gets the timing right. It doesn’t matter if Lydia marries him. He considers her “the one.” He’s always going to wait for her, as conveyed by “Right Here Waiting.”

Astrid opens pages about violation 699 and summoning sandworms via trapdoors. I understand that was meant to “foreshadow” later events and explain why she knew how to do those things, but the terms for 699 are barely on-screen, so it’s hard to catch the part where it lays out how bringing Lydia illegally into the afterlife makes her contract null and void.

When Delores appears at the church, there’s a huge gust of wind, and the Handbook moves, but NOTHING ELSE MOVES with that precision until Delores moves Lydia away from the altar. This is kind of a stretch, but I personally think it’s possible that Beetlejuice saw Delores, and he purposefully sent the book in Astrid’s direction. If we go off my eavesdropping theory, he clearly knows Astrid is a smart girl. Plus, he stopped her from getting to the book earlier, so he knows it’s a threat.

When Beetlejuice has a dramatic entrance or exit, it’s very intentional. He does a whole dramatic couple’s therapy bit for Lydia and Rory. He does the earthquake through the model with a slow rise from the smoke. But we’ve also seen him appear in straightforward ways, too, like how he appears randomly to spook Delia. Beetlejuice controls his entrances and exits, and so his dramatic exit at the end is intentional. He allows Lydia to send him away. He makes a big show of it. Lydia has been manipulated by Rory for years. He’s tried to control her and stifle her. When Beetlejuice lets Lydia send him away and makes a big show of it, he’s demonstrating the amount of control he’s giving to Lydia. He goes because SHE wants him to, not because he can’t stop her from saying his name.

(Editing to say that this post confirms the dog is Tim’s dog.)

[nebbyy]

Asra Alnazar x reader - Intimacy before and after

Summary: just some headcanons that came to my mind about Asra<3

Warning: smuttt, but nothing crazy tho, there are mostly mentions or hints of smut, nothing specifically described (it’s mostly just angst tbh). There are also SPOILERS for Asra’s route and the Arcana plot in general, so if you haven’t finished playing it I suggest you don’t read this post. 

A/N: just to specify, reader is wrote as non-binary:) Also, this is the first smuttish thing I write, so feedbacks and advices are very much welcome<3<3

Asra has always been a passionate lover. It’s just the way he is, his body can’t help but follow the intensity of feelings his soul feels, and transfer it from the level of the soul to the level of the body

When he first met you, it was almost as if a wave washed over him, depriving him of balance, and he could find it once again in the feeling of you and your body, pressed against him

Passion mixes with intensity and haste the first times the two of you have sex. His every movement is a physical demonstration of  just how deep, how powerful, his feelings for you are

Once the two of you are done, you’re left breathless, legs shaking and sore, sweat covering your body, tears of pleasure running down your cheeks. You’re spent in the best way possible

It starts to change during the beginning of the Red Plague. The deep empathy you feel for the people dying in the streets, the desire to do something to help, takes all your desires to feel pleasure (or anything joyful for that matter), replacing it with the urge to help as many as you can

You start growing distant from each other, the atmosphere in the shop becomes tense, the interactions between you and Asra are short and almost void of any emotion. You start visiting the castle more often, volunteering to help doctor Devorak in finding a cure for this Plague. It comes without say that sex wasn’t really in neither of your minds

And it only becomes worse after your death. Asra feels that same wave washing over him, but this time he doesn’t welcome the feeling of it. It make feel lost, knowing that the very person he used to hold on to, the only one that made him forget the rest of the world, and just give into the pleasure the wave brought

This wave brings grief, desperation. Hell, it even brings hallucinations to some point. He can’t make out what’s real and what’s fake, he can’t discern when he’s dreaming and when he’s awake

It’s at this point that his situationship with Julian starts. We all know just how toxic it was, for the both of them. But Julian needed to feel love in these dreadful times, and Asra needed to feel that same feeling of grounding to save him from the power of that wave

It wasn’t the same as you, he knew that very well. Julian couldn’t fill the void of love Asra felt, he could only satisfy his carnal desires, give him that brief high that, for just a moment, made him forget everything that was happening in his life, his losses, his mistakes, his regrets

But not much time passes before that high becomes unsatisfying, and the guilt of what he’s doing takes over him. How can he do this with Julian, when all he’s thinking of is you? How can he deem himself worthy of having you once again in his arms, when instead of keeping the void you left empty, awaiting for your return, he filled it with someone else, someone not even comparable to you in his eyes?

That’s when the weird relationship between Asra and Julian ends, when Asra conveys all his energies and time in finding a way to get you back

At first, there was nothing in his mind when it came to you other than gratitude to have you back along with the utmost care to tend to you, to comfort you when you were in pain or scared at whatever appeared new to you after you came back. Your mind was at the same level as one of a child, there was no desire in Asra other than to have you back as you were

As time goes by, and you regain the aspects of the person you once were, that desire, that wave of passion, starts to awaken once again in him

And then after years of longing for the feeling of you’re touch, of your body pressed against him, he once again can feel that same feeling of euphoria once your bodies merge once again. Only that this time, his demeanor has changed. There’s a different kind of intensity in his actions

There’s not the feverish haste in his movements anymore; instead, he takes his sweet time kissing you, caressing your body, worshipping you as if you were some sort of deity. He holds you as if you’d disappear in his arms if he loosens his grip too much

His thrusts are slow and deep, making that wave of pleasure that’s in him fall into you too. It makes you feel a deeper kind of pleasure, one with such forse that it has you detached from reality once you reach your high, it knocks the breath out of your lungs, and it makes you only desire to hold Asra closer, to have him deeper inside you. You almost wish you could become one

There are still times where you have fast, rough sex, one that ends quickly and leaves you both breathless and spent. But you just prefer to feel that deeper connection, the one that has you longing for more, that morphs into endless hours of just holding each other. It makes you both feel as if time has stopped, and there’s no one else in the world but you two

[entropyfox]

Low Honor Ending - Micah Bell

Addition to this post. Obviously heavy spoiler warning.

There are two low honor endings:

1) going back for the money -> Micah stabs Arthur

2) helping John -> Micah shoots Arthur

Either way, even if you fail the last mission (crawling to the gun) Micah kills Arthur.

In my last playthrough I chose the option to help John while being low honor.

As for @convolutedsoul ‘s post,

Do I think Micah only enjoyed killing Arthur or did it as an act of mercy?

I think that there is no definite answer to this question.

Micah is a well-written character with many layers and even more dimensions. This game is generally anything but black and white, and that includes Micah.

Micah is a very grey character in many aspects. He has a past that influenced much of his later life. He does not like to talk about it (implied in a camp interaction he has with Javier). I’d go as far as saying that in some scenes he displays redeeming qualities, though perhaps not redeeming enough for the evil he’s done.

He’s far from a genius but definitely not stupid. He knows he has done unforgivable things. He’s not looking to be forgiven.

He wants to kill Arthur, of course he does, he always wanted to. Arthur had basically everything man could need. He was Dutch’s “strongest”, he was the main man, people feared him but he was still loved and needed.

In terms of strength, Arthur was the one thing that kept Micah from claiming the throne. When Arthur got sick, Micah saw an opportunity.

I don’t think that he has the capacity to show much mercy. Perhaps pity would be a better word.

“You’re no better than me, Morgan.”

I think in a way, Micah pities himself.

In low honor Arthur, he sees pieces of himself. He sees that failed potential that’s rotting within them both. He sees that thinly veiled anger at the world, that violence that seems almost domestic. Familiar.

For high honor, he walks off. Perhaps because he can’t be bothered. He knows Arthur will die. He knows that Arthur’s mind will race with every painful breath he tries to take. That Arthur will think of everyone he’s leaving behind, and everything he fucked up in life. Micah doesn’t care. It’s not his business. He lets Arthur die slowly and alone.

Low honor however…

Low honor Arthur is not just Arthur. Low honor Arthur is a wreck of a man who is racking up sins and regrets.

Low honor Arthur kills for fun. Out of boredom even. Filling the void in his heart with hatred and blood instead of love like he was supposed to. Just like Micah.

I think when Micah granted low honor Arthur a quick death, he did it not out of mercy to Arthur, but mercy to himself, perhaps metaphorically. Killing off his own sins in form of someone else’s body.

I truly don’t think there’s a way to pinpoint exactly what Micah was thinking in that moment. We know too little and he hides too much. But I don’t think he’s particularly angry at Arthur. He’s not. By the point of Arthur’s death, he already lost most things that mattered to him. Micah knows that, I think his act of “mercy” proved that enough.

But he again and again preaches not doing anything halfway. When Micah says he will do something. He’ll do it entirely. He’ll finish it up. He does not leave loose ends. It goes against everything he values.

I don’t think he killed Arthur because he was still angry. I think he did it because it had to be done, or else his plans would’ve never concluded.

In my opinion, killing Arthur was neither pure enjoyment nor an act of “mercy” towards Arthur. Perhaps it was both these things, in a way. Or maybe he did it to simply finish what he was doing.

He did not not enjoy it, but enjoyment surely wasn’t the focus.

He does not feel the need to show mercy, except towards his own sins.

Micah Bell does not leave things unfinished. Ever.

Low honor Arthur Morgan and Micah Bell are two sides of the same coin, and I think that some people are too afraid to admit just how similar they are.

By the way, if anyone cares to know. After shooting Arthur, Micah walks off but turns to look at Arthur for just half a second. It’s barely noticeable unless you record and stop the recording. He acknowledged that Arthur is gone. He is no more.

[codekira]

Rant about Robocar Poli ( Unpopular opinions and I probably might get cancelled for this)

With the help of my boyfriend, I found out about this show called “Robocar Poli”. Eventually, I found myself getting hooked into the show, not for its artistic value or its target audience, but simply because of how fun and childlike it is. I mean, it’s just another generic cute little show for babies that doesn’t warrant an extended fanbase!

And then I found out about its fan domain.

Needless to say, I was surprised to see the number of fans this silly little children’s play had. It’s not uncommon for the rarest of media material to garner attention by the common folk. But as I scroll through the pages of fanmade art, roleplays, writing, or simply awkward rambling, I began to notice a few gripes that I had. Something that made me say “What? They can’t be serious!”. Something that made me flip the table in confusion.

Friends, let’s journey through the trudge of unpopular, popular, or controversial opinions that I have to get out of my chest. I know many are going to disagree, and that is fine. I am simple here to piss you off about my opinions or make you jump in joy for having the same opinions as me. It goes both ways. And remember, hate all you want, I don’t care. I have a life to live, and making this long-winded rant is simply a sidequest from living. And for those who say “Oh! It’s just a kidshow! Stop overthinking and overanalyzing it!” This is the internet. Not everything had to go through your 14 paragraphs of made up rules.

A special thanks to my boyfriend for encouraging me to voice out my thoughts and opinions about this particular matter and for helping me format this post.

THE RESCUE TEAM IS OVERRATED

Let’s start with the elephant in the room. the titular characters of Robocar Poli, the Broomstown Rescue Team. They are fawned upon by the citizens of their little town. And it seemed to have translated to the fanbase as well. Which is understandable, they are the protagonists and the main focus of the show. My only gripe is… how can people find them interesting?

To me, they seem like every generic main characters who are nice and kind and friendly to everyone. Except for Helly, who sticks out like a sore thumb for being slightly different with his playful personality. Still, they are boring to me. Nothing about them screams “Oh, this sounds like a character I am bound to be interested in!” Nothing. There is nothing to work with here.

I would even argue thst the side characters have more personality to them than the so called “main characters”. Atleast they don’t bore me every time they are on screen.

Sure, you can just make up your own bullshit for them in the long run. Headcanons in the fandom run around like rats, to the point some of them are considered canon by the community. An example of this is Poli being associated with space.

I stand with my point.

THE MISCHARACTERIZATIONS

First, Poli having a fear of caterpillars/bugs. If you’re going to add personality to the void of a character that is Poli, don’t just give him one trait and work off of it!

Around the fandom, I keep seeing Roy getting treated like a manchild. It just irks me. Not that it matters though, every fanbase has that. And I keep seeing him depicted as this “soft uwu boy” and holy shit can that archetype die already? He’s a grown man for God’s sake!

THE SIDE CHARACTERS ARE BETTER

Now this… this is the one i’m going to get hated on. Bear with me here. Where do I even begin with this?

I keep seeing people shit on the side characters for being “annoying” and “idiotic” but they couldn’t be more enjoyable. They are so full of life compared to the excuses for main characters. Watching them thrash around the screen has sent more reactions out of me than any focus they have attempted to place onto the rescue team. At least they have more traits that can be considered unique!

Also, they deserve far more recognition than what the fandom gives them. They get glossed over really quickly and it pisses me the fuck off. The rescue team live off of fanmade headcanons and backstories and they live off of their appearance on the show. See the difference?

I HATE CLEANY

This will ruin my already ruined image so bad… This character pushes me over the edge for how frugal and whiny he can get. I hate his overbearing voice. I hate his incredibly timid personality. I hate how everyone is so kind towards him and how I just want to shout at his face.

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Remember, this is my opinion.

I might post more of these in the future, if I have the ciursge to get myself trashed again. Feel free to voice your own thoughts as well. I will be reading with glee. Codekira out.

[novasintheroom]

Penpals headcanon - Vash x Reader

The letter writing starts as a little check-up on Vash. You can’t travel with him all the time, much like other friends on the road, so you start the age-old trend of writing letters to him. You leave small notes at each town’s postal service, never knowing if or when he’ll blow through. It’s almost like journaling, sending thoughts into the void. You don’t even expect a response, just hoping it might help take that sad look out of his eyes for a moment.

Until you get a letter back. Vash, with his chicken scratch for handwriting, and doodles of toma or himself because he’s self-conscious about how poor his penmanship is (he doesn’t have to write often!), and he wants to give you something for your efforts.

It doesn’t matter how often he receives your letters; he’s floored every time that you write to him. It becomes a game of scavenger hunt, trying to figure out where the next letter will pop up. Often, the first building Vash visits is the post office when coming into a new town. It becomes a habit, a little sparkle of hope in his eye when he sees buildings in the distance.

He starts collecting things on the road he can feasibly send to you. A pretty pebble, a green feather from a tomas, little things he can sneak into the post. You send photos back, showing off the jewelry you made from the item. A necklace against your throat. A feathery earring brushing your cheek. Your smiling face in them all. He treasures those photos more than he’s willing to admit.

He knows it can’t last forever, so he takes what is given. A stack of carefully wrapped letters always sits in his sack or one of his jacket pockets. He pulls them out when he has a moment of peace to allow himself an often-needed smile. The paper browns and softens with age and how often he thumbs over the ink. Some have bullet holes in them. He’s memorized most of the letters anyway, so it doesn’t bother him much. You do the same, though yours are crisper since your life isn’t nearly as dangerous as his.

This goes on for the better part of three decades, with random encounters with one another happening throughout. He thinks you’re getting older, that you’ll settle down at some point and forget to write him. Yet month after month and over the years, your letters come. It isn’t until one day Vash catches on that something doesn’t add up about you. The pictures you send show the same person, same face. He compares the newest to the oldest. Yeah, same person. Same age. And when you meet up after time has passed, you realize:

Neither of you have aged. Not in thirty years. Not even a little.

And suddenly, there’s a lot more to talk about.

[bruhstation]

Hello Senja! I’ve been following you for a while, and I absolutely love your art style. I also do some TTTE fanart myself and have a few questions I’d love to ask you.👉🏻👈🏻It seems like you’ve been drawing TTTE for quite some time, so I’m curious—when and why did you start creating TTTE fanart? Also, I feel like TTTE fanart isn’t that popular, so how have you managed to keep going with it? I often feel discouraged because of the lack of attention,/supports，and sometimes I think about quitting fanart altogether, but I really want to keep my love for it and keep creating. (Also, I’m not very familiar with the aesthetic standards in the Western fanart community, and it’s been a bit of a barrier for me.) Do you have any advice? Thanks so much for your help!🥺

hello, anon! first of all, thank you for sticking around. looking at the archives, I’d say I started posting around may 2022! I launched this blog with my now-dusty pokemon mystery dungeon AU… I started bruhstation because I’ve been watching ttte clips to cope with the harsh high school dormitory life of 2022-2023. “wouldn’t it be silly if I made thomas gijinkas for fun lmfao” fast forward 3 years later. it doesn’t matter that ttte fanart doesn’t always make it big — I’m enjoying myself here and I’m sure the same goes for nostalgic folks coming to take a peek

as for followers… I never really chased after that high ever since I started high school? I prioritize my education first. also because I have a pretty sizeable following so worrying about followers is one of the last things I have in mind. from my observations, my blog exploded when I actively posted about casa tidmouth’s story… so that’s that. I kept wracking my brain coming up with their backstories and characterization and engaging with my inbox.

getting into your questions; what kind of arts are you making? fanarts in general? or are you making AUs? find a good balance between comedy and insightful characterization. too much comedy will make your story incoherent like “lol random humor XD”. too much tragedy will lessen the impact of serious moments in the story. yes, you are free to make whatever art you like, but once you start wanting an audience, you might have to treat your stuff with a little bit more dignity. also if you really watched tommy and the pals show you know how stupid some of these engines can be

people would often say “make art for yourself! who cares what others think?” but it’d be nice to be noticed once in a while, no? it’s very human to desire inputs and attention from others. everyone wants their work to be appreciated. I don’t know you nor the content you make, but keep improving bit by bit every day. watch lots of speedpaints. study coloring values and canvas composition. use references and try techniques you never tried before. don’t just draw characters smiling in a white void in the same 3/4th facing angle. make them interact. have beef. your circus your monkeys

[hope-to-hell]

Home (the cure for what ails ya). Eddie x Venom. Post-Venom 2018. Smut, stretching metaphor past its breaking point. Our boy is alive, sure, but he’s had a rough time and would really, really like to go home. Trouble is, where’s “home” when he feels like he’s numb and drifting?

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There’s this moment between lightning and thunder when it’s like all the air has been sucked from the world; it’s a void, a vacuum, a little peek into the far reaches of space. Eddie knows the thunder is coming, can feel it shivering the air before it happens, but he doesn’t quite believe it, not in his deepest self. He can feel the empty space between light and sound but it’s not until thunder rattles the windows and thuds through him from heart to guts that he really gets it.

What’s there to believe?

Dunno. The majesty of nature, all that shit. It feels—

It feels like being separated, like the moment when he was suddenly all alone and he knew, he knew, that Venom had pulled up stakes and left him— fuck— burning away in wispy trails and if it weren’t for all the fire he could compare it to ink in water, but there was fire, and then the empty gut-punch void, and then silence.

Their reunion isn’t like the movies, when the battle-torn hero appears just at the moment when all hope seems lost. It’s at the end of a days-long nothingness where Eddie’s sponged and bandaged, his blood drawn six times a day, until he’s all bruises and blown veins and goddamnit, I just want to go home. And he goes the fuck home— or at least to his apartment; home is an alien concept now with the way his heart still feels like it’s in free fall— he chokes down a dull beige meal and waits for something to happen.

Hey.

There’s that shuddering thud of his heart beating against something— no, in time with something— but he’s waiting to decide if he dares hope, because if he breaks any further there’ll be no way to put the pieces back together. He counts the seconds and tries so fucking hard not to expect anything, but come on. It’s Eddie. He’s always been all-in, jumping without a plan for the landing; he needs and wants so badly and his guts are tied in knots.

Hey.

Can’t. Can’t do it. It’s spilling over, catching at him and pulling him open til he’s raw; it’s rumbling against his nerves and twining around his veins—

Hey—

In the storm there’s a void that light has touched but sound has yet to follow; there’s no way. No fucking way. He’s losing it— lost it— left it in the bay with shriveled ash and fire that fell in petals from the sky; thunder catches up to lightning and rattles his heart, punches all the breath from his lungs, sends his pulse up through the roof and it can’t be, it can’t, he tried to bury those days and if this is just his lonely mind playing tricks he’s gonna—

Eddie.

Oh.

Sometimes thunder roars loud enough to shatter windows, raining shards of glass on the street below. Sometimes it whispers, barely audible but still felt in the blood. It’s primal, rough, inexorable; it simply is, no matter how far away.

This is a moment that shouldn’t be happening; it’s impossible. He’s— Venom is— was—gone, and if he could just make himself believe it— this can’t possibly be happening, and yet—and yet there’s that kernel of hope that he couldn’t quite crush. And in this impossible moment, he blooms outward in trails of slick blackness, all his bone and sinew covered and caressed and oh fuck, he missed this.

Missed you, he doesn’t say; the words rattle through him but there’s no outlet, not now, not til this settles down to embers. Needed— need you. It’s the most nakedly honest he’s been in forever, and it’s tearing silent through him but all he can say is a spit-soaked you—

Me.

And that’s all there is to say. It’s so sappy, so ripped-bodices-heaving-bosoms-romance-novel cliche, but it is what it is and for Eddie it’s a shattered window falling back up into its frame; he can feel Venom sliding night-black through his veins and across his skin. There’s nothing like it, not even fucking; it lights him up and he is home, you are—

We are home. Now let me take care of us.

Eddie’s yes is all tangled up, lost in his own thick wet oh god oh fuck please now but it is there, reverberating all through him with a deep and rasping echo. With shadows flowing sweetly all through him, he lets Venom take the reins; in the blink of an eye he is stripped bare. His clothes are falling all around in shreds and it doesn’t matter. He could be naked in the street and still he would give himself entirely to this. And so there’s Eddie, arms out and head back, body bowed far enough that on an ordinary day he’d crash to the floor but this is not an ordinary day and so he is held aloft; he is weightless; he is

Mine.

All his almost-words are soaked in brine, in seawater and copper and the thought bursts into being: the water was cold, yes, but he knows the Bay and he should’ve been bound up tight with the chill of it, should’ve been hypothermic at least, but— when you can’t do anything else, you’ve just gotta live. Right? And he’s shutting up because now he knows; his blood was pumping hot and their limbs were moving there in the water and now they are here: renewed and needful and oh fuck there are tendrils tugging at the corner of his mouth and stroking over his tongue and ok. Ok. Shutting up now.

There’s no relaxing into this, not quite, not with need singing through his veins and twitching his hips into the air; there is only the feel of Venom strung all through him, staking his claim with a silk-smooth projection wrapped around Eddie’s cock, another winding up into his ass until he finds something that makes them howl; it’s over far too soon and yet it doesn’t end. Very good. More. Again.

Again? Wait, what, I—

It’s good. We liked it. We want more.

What a fucking time for Eddie to be getting all misty-eyed over a goddamn pronoun. He could say it’s from the projection pulsing thickly on his tongue or the aftershocks that roll all through him; he could say it’s from the feeling of being stretched open and blanketed by Venom all at once. He could say it, and it would be true, but it wouldn’t be the whole story.

We like this. We want

We want

Loss is a hole, a void, an endless fall without a landing. It’s a golden ring locked away in a drawer. It’s rain dimpling the water on the Bay, and all the little fish that mistake it for a meal. It’s a wound that never heals, but only stings a little less with time. It’s bad takeout and worse beer and it’s being shoved into the background so fast that it’s trailing sparks across his vision. He’s floating, the room gone fuzzy at the edges; he’s so fucking close, and all it takes to send him flying is the soft wet slide of the projection withdrawing from his mouth only to brush against his lips.

Ready? Here we go.

Sound surges into the space behind the lightning and rips through Eddie’s veins; it’s taking him apart from the inside and all he can do is feel it. He’s really, truly full now, every cell seeming to pulse at once and it’s too much, too much; he’s hurled over the edge and he is falling

but

he is caught, held tight; he is jelly-limbed and panting and he is

home.

[charmedreincarnation]

What have you manifested and I feel like people don’t talk abt how different they really feel when they’re living their dream life. Like is it really that easy ?

I’m still probably never going to make a mega post of everything I’ve manifest till this point just because I think there are so many out there and mine won’t serve any difference. But I did draft this post a year ago, and even since then I’ve done so much more and my life has only gotten easier and better ! I hope this can kind of gage obviously how happy & grateful I am and continue to be.

I also see other bloggers get comments like, well you don’t seem happy, or how are you already used to it, I’ll never stop being happy. I know it’s surprising but you will. I talked about this earlier but I can’t find the post so I’ll just say it again. No matter how much you have, the capacity you have to be happy forever is limited.

This concept is better known as the Hedonic Treadmill. This is the idea that even when life gets better, our happiness and appreciation for it eventually wears off and goes back to what is called our “baseline” or default level of contentment.

The Hedonic Treadmill is the idea that we can get used to any improvement in our lives. In other words, when something gets better in our lives, we eventually adapt to it, whether it be in our job, lifestyle, financial outlook, or any other aspect of life. Over time, our happiness returns to this baseline level and we no longer feel the sense of elation or appreciation we once did when the situation first improved.

To better explain this concept it’s important to look at the history of the term. It was originally coined by British psychologist Michael Eysenkek in the 1960s, and he explains the idea that “human beings have a limited capacity for happiness, and thus when their quality of life improves they soon adjust and return to their former level of contentment.��

In other words, the Hedonic Treadmill is the idea that no matter how much our circumstances or environment improve, we always return to a state of baseline contentment. This is due to our psychological ability to adjust and adapt to new changes quickly.

We also see this in lottery winners which shows the effects of their happiness no matter how much they won wears out, in about 2-3 years. I’m even seeing this in my own family. If you want to always be happy and living your best life, even after the void you’re going to have to continue doing the work to do so. Will it be hella easier? Yes. That doesn’t mean stop improving your life

[adambja]

Hello, sorry for the trouble. I have a question about void, I saw several posts about void, so I have questions

1. Is the void real, because some channels say that the void is supposedly us and it doesn’t have the power to manifest all our desires after we leave it?

2. I have such a desire that the man who lives with my mother, my stepfather, so to speak, would simply disappear after I made a wish in the void, so I woke up and went to my mother and asked where he was and she said like who is he? Like a revision or what? Is this real or not?

3. And change my appearance, but so that people remember me with the desired appearance, this is possible since I just enter the void and not them, how can I erase their memory, even change grades on the school website, it’s like if the teachers gave such grades

In general, I have these slightly strange questions, but what are they?

Thank you 🙏🏻

Hey my love,

I am sorry I kept you waiting 🙏🏻

1. Yes, it's real! you have to understand that it is whatever YOU WANT IT TO BE!

Like for ex.

If you want it to be real → It's real!!

If you don't want it to be real → it's not real!!

That's how your subconscious mind takes information in!

So whatever these people are saying it doesn't matter

it's always whatever YOU want to believe!!

It's all about YOU!! Your thoughts! And your feelings!!

So simply always fill your mind up with whatever you want it to be as in IT IS ALREADY A FACT!

For ex.

"the void state is already real"

2. Yes...

Look whatever you think about is possible to achieve fr but you have TO HAVE THAT SUBCONSCIOUS PROGRAMMING or THE MINDSET that helps you and allows you to do this and for revision to be instant!

• How?

Just assume you are already whatever you want to be and read this post!

3. basically you won't erase their memories cuz without even thinking about it people won't remember you with your old appearance they will remember that you always looked like that!

The same thing with the grades! Nobody will remember what it was cuz it was already changed by you! That's all!

If you need paid tapes i got you!! I know you are already using the free tapes💗!

No problem 🙏🏻

[thereareeyesinsidethetrees]

primordial stan twins au! what’s their deal??

post is very ramble-y and came out longer than expected, so. everything’s under the cut!!

the name comes from their origin/dimension, which. yeah makes sense lmao. basically, the idea is that their home dimension is both very new in terms of the multiverse (the multiverse we see in the show- as in the leucistic axolotl- or another multiverse/axolotl, you decide!) and in terms of actual dimensions

theirs is a prototype, basically, an experiment to see how individual dimensions can be made and function. because of this, their dimension is more…fluid with the rest of the multiverse, so to say. the canon gravity falls dimension has solid blue skies that change to pink and orange and black and every color in between, and they have green trees with brown bark, and their buildings are solid. extremely solid structures

the primordial stan twins’ dimension, not so much. the sky looks like that of the space the axolotl resides in, nothing has a static shape or look, and their buildings would be extremely confusing to the canon stan twins

that sets up the basics for the au!! onto the actual story:

we have. bill cipher. now, this is a problem. he is essentially a cancer in the multiverse, corrupting and destroying dimensions. the multiverse does not want this, it kinda needs those

it notices that bill consistently manipulates alternate fords into helping him. primordial ford has never met bill (and, in truth, was never going to considering that he didn’t have the means to contact him in their dimension), but the multiverse decides it’s better safe than sorry and tries to eradicate him

unfortunately, they missed a pretty important detail. which is that him and stan are on pretty good terms in this dimension (partly has something to do with the nature of the dimension. it’s still a work in progress, y’know? the thing that drove them apart in canon- ie. filbrick and west coast tech/the science fair project- never existed in this dimension. that requires a lot more explaining, but that would make things too long, so! moving on!)

stan does not take kindly to the literal fabric of reality trying to kill his brother, so he steps in and fights back as best he can. ford is caught in the crossfire, and ends up being heavily injured and passed out. he wakes up later to a large expanse of bright nothingness. there’s a trail of ‘blood’ behind him. there are mirror-like shards floating all around and they all reflect him back, but…different. he is alone

good news! stan won! bad news! stan is dead and so is their entire dimension. turns out fighting back against existence itself has some pretty disastrous consequences

there is nothing but them in the void, so stan’s body never decays. ford has to sit with his corpse, in the blank corpse that used to be their home. eventually, he starts paying more attention to the shards. they reflect back alternate dimensions, mostly showing himself in those worlds- maybe because he’s the one looking in? he’s not sure. they shatter when they’re destroyed (no matter how hard he crushes them in his hands, they never fall apart. something else always has to break them)

he finds out he can go inside the other dimensions, though he’s essentially a ghost while he’s there, not being able to interact with anyone, and nothing being able to sense him anyway. mostly he wanders around for a while then goes back to his own dimension (he has to keep stan company, he needs to)

eventually, he spots one shard displaying the sea grunks. he’s furious (he’s miserable), that’s not fair! why does the other him get to keep his brother and have a happy ending, and he doesn’t?

it gives him an idea, too. after all, it’s not impossible for him to bring stan back to life. and bill was what got him into this mess in the first place, even though he’s never met the guy. bill frequently possesses other fords. he exists in the mindscape

primordial ford exists in the mindscape. and he is a ford, so…surely they wouldn’t mind him taking over for a minute, just to track down what he needs?

(thus, it begins)

[i-do-a-little-drawing]

I may have a red dwarf theory/head canon about Rimmer, and why he never seems to adapt, learn or change (especially in earlier seasons)

(I have not yet watched the last 2 seasons, if there is something in canon that directly refutes anything I say here please let me know!!)

Rimmer is a hologram, a ‘copy’ of the person he used to be whilst living. He has the memories, personality, everything the original had, but it is still a fact that the original is dead and the hologram is a copy. These holograms were created to boost crew morale on the ship, but cannot go away from the ship (in soft light form, which is what he was originally programmed to be) without being in that huge cage, seen in ‘thanks for the memory’.

To me, this says that holograms are meant to be temporary ways of staving off a crew’s grief until the ship is docked, so that everyone keeps working, and once they go home the fact that they really can’t see this person again begins to hit. They are supposed to be copies that temporarily fill the void that death leaves until it would no longer inconvenience Jupiter mining co.

A hologram would need to be backed up somehow, to have its data saved from new memories it makes post mortem, because if something goes wrong and the hologram thinks it only just died it does nothing to stave off a crew’s grief, since it is even more obvious that the person is really dead.

But large changes in a hologram’s behaviours would also potentially ruin the effect. Even if the change is organic, ie. the hologram learns not to do something they always do or picks up a new habit, the mourning party would see the change as inorganic, believe that the hologram is not truly the person who died, and the holograms purpose would be lost.

So, the most reasonable thing to do would be to update the memories, but prevent any major changes to a hologram’s personality that may be obtained post-mortem. Artificially staying the same is far less noticeable than any sort of change, and holograms are meant to be a temporary solution. It’s not like a hologram will be sustained by the ship for decades, there’s no reason to allow for growth!

Enter the extraordinary circumstance of Rimmer’s situation.

In many episodes, he seems to start to learn to be less of an asshole, only for the next episode to forget all of this potential growth and continue acting the same way. Red dwarf is not truly episodic, the characters remember and reference things that happened in the past constantly, and adapt to them for better or worse. One instance of a character’s personality changing (also the only one I can think of rn) is Kryten, who goes from a simple service droid to becoming an individual, developing a clingy and sneaky demeanour appearing in season 7 which you wouldn’t imagine from season 2 Kryten.

Kryten is not reliant on the ship or Holly, and he does almost all of his own maintenance, but Rimmer (especially soft light Rimmer) is reliant on the ship for everything. This means he will be backed up multiple times, and each time, his personality will revert to ‘normal’.

This is why I think that trying to get Rimmer to stop being such an asshole is like drawing blood from a stone in many of the earlier seasons (though we do eventually see some growth after he becomes hard light and Ace).

Even if he has learnt to be better (or fundamentally different to how he was when he was alive), he will unlearn it. It doesn’t matter how much he wants to change.

He can’t.

[amanesknife]

The Perks of Being a Deus Ex Machina

So I recently binged The Perks of Being An S-class Heroine/ A Transmigrator's Privilege and I need to talk about it or I'll implode.

I apologize in advance because this is gonna be a long post as I can't stop hyperfocusing on it and I need to scream into the void ([tumblr]).

This series honestly has one of my favorite uses of an overpowered MC in a while. I've also seen a lot of people complain about Ailette being too powerful and how much it hurts the story. I've only read until ch170 in the webnovel so I could be wrong but I don't think that's really the story they're trying to tell.

Ai is our main character but she's not the correct main character. She's so strong and gets so much help from the system that nothing poses a real threat to her. I can see how that could be boring for some people. But she was never supposed to be in this story. It's heavily implied that if Tesilid dies in her timeline, the whole world resets again without her ¹ (under spoilers) and it'll be like her version of Ai never existed (Manhwa ch31). It's not just about how well she can survive, it's also about how well she can protect Tesilid. Suddenly this story becomes an escort mission. She's Resident Evil 4 Leon and it's game over when Ashley dies. Or more aptly, she's Gandalf, trying to protect the self-sacrificing Frodo as he journeys to Mordor. It doesn't matter how powerful she is, if Tesilid dies anyways. She can't just leave him alone to kill the big bad on her own, either - Tez dies from like 500 different causes in the original story.

!! Webnovel spoilers under the cut !!

In my opinion, the story doesn't really start until Tesilid's regressions start (which probably won't be until s3 in the manhwa). For some people this is understandably too long. But it's really only a power fantasy during the tutorial period; when she finally gets to meet with (1)17th Tesilid, she turns into a walking Deus Ex Machina. It makes for an interesting dynamic imo, since Tez's powers are so restrictive and he has little choice but to be a self-sacrificing pushover. He even goes so far as to tank for her when he thinks she's about to take a killing blow. On the other hand, she’s all-powerful with a questionable sense of morality. It's like if Ai was Saitama (another Deus Ex!) but he dies if Mumen Rider dies. You know it'll all work out when they arrive, but it's incredibly tense if they're separated. It's cool to read a story from the protector's point of view for once- to see things from their perspective as they try to keep alive the main characters always running around trying to get themselves killed. Especially since we basically already know that there's virtually no way for Tesilid to succeed alone. Ailette has virtually all the power to help Tez and she thinks she knows how, but the farther we get into the story the more we learn that she probably doesn't understand as much as she thinks. Does she know how to end the loops? Or that Tesilid can loop again to a previous iteration? It's a mystery wrapped in power-fantasy skin.

¹ When Reed repeatedly kills Tez before the end of the tutorial, the whole world resets. This suggests that time in this universe revolves around Tesilid and it doesn’t flow for others if he’s dead.

[solarwynd]

"It’s been established already that Jimin’s the odd one out when it comes to Hybe actually giving a fuck so it’s nothing new. "

True but then it's just sad face era had traumatized pjms so much, whenever other members get what jimin didn't get (not even talking about promo, or major sabotages,but even the bare minimum like the stage etc) we can't help but compare and feel sad all over again no matter how many times the topic had been done and dusted. I have moved out of pjm twt and only have a burner account with 0 tweets ,and I don't even follow anyone just lurk around a bit for any jimin updates, whenever I login it's always sad there. If it's not about kpopies dragging him every business day, it's something about company messing up with jimin. I actually feel sad it's totally spoiling their stanning experience as a fan, and to top it all, with no jimin content and 0 updates from him, I feel like it takes so much to still be around in those spaces because it's very exhausting. I hope we get that pjm2 announcement as soon as possible, I still remember the time period between official face announcement and the release date. I thoroughly enjoyed that period we used to have so many theories and discussions with each teaser or poster release.

I also do my fair share of complaining about the inequality Jimin receives compared to the other members, but it has become like yelling into the void for me. Doesn’t mean that I think pjms should stop bringing it up though, cause there’s been an increasing amount of people trying to get them to be quiet about it. And these things should be brought to light cause armys clearly don’t care. It’s also why I always say I’ll never blame pjms for being how they are in terms of their hyper vigilance and skepticism. (While still admitting that some of them do over do it where it’s not necessarily needed)

I think it’s very possible to still enjoy the stan experience without being involved in stan spaces, but for some people being in a space with others that also enjoy your interests is a big part of the appeal. Which I get. It’s nice knowing that there are other fans out there that also love jimin and his music. stan spaces can get draining and annoying. I really only ever go on pjm twitter for possible updates not to integrate myself within that space. I made an account that I’m not even using like that right now. It’s really just for pjm2. I’d rather be on here cause it’s not drowned in fanwars. I can only hope that pjm2 goes better cause it was real tough and it got to me bad last year.

“I thoroughly enjoyed that period we used to have so many theories and discussions with each teaser or poster release.”

I actually have a drafted post about this exact sentiment that I’ve been meaning to publish cause I feel the same way. I’m almost on the same level of excitement for that pre release period than the actual release date itself.

[nomsfaultau]

(Potentially) Daily ask №

PS. Potentially cause I probably won't stick to it

So, I was sitting on a lesson and then I realised that you allowed me to send you asks so I wrote out whatever questions came to my mind about Fault.

Wilbur edition!

His legs rearrange to be the highest individual in the room, yes? Is the hair or hats included in that? What if I wear an absurdly tall hat? Will he be taller than it or than my actual height?

He controls darkness or is darkness what I got out from your shitposts. What if I shine a really bright light on him. Okay but what if I go brighter. Or even brighter.

Do only his legs rearrange themselves to be taller? Does his torso stay the same? Does he occasionally look like a beginner artist who hasn't gotten the hand of proportions yet drew him?

If there's an illusion but he doesn't know it is one, will he be taller than it?

You said that he controls the darkness and all things that crawl in it. Moles technically crawl in the darkness. Can he control them? Mole pet when?

Would he and Nico di Angelo from Percy Jackson and the Olympus get along?

I've noticed that he doesn't get as much content as the other blorbos? Is there a reason?

The "Foreign no matter where he goes" post made me sad. The guy deserves a home even if his literal being won't allow it apparently. Can I hug him and how likely am I to die if I do that? Spontaneously hugging and asking first both possibilities included pls ^^

Okay that's all beeyeee

I am enthused to answer any questions and absolutely no pressure at all to ask them!

It goes to biological height not clothing, so a hat or stilts wouldn’t change his assorted height. Although doesn’t tend to count hair. It typically works mostly on humanoids who have matter but he can will it work on say The Blade, who at some point jokes that Wilbur’s height does not take into account his crown of bone-antler things. At which point yes it does screw you and it always has, mildly rewriting everyone’s memory of how tall Wilbur is. It’s a very mild and mostly useless form of magically controlled information.

He has a void on the left side of his face where shadowy eldritch monstrosities come out of. Wilbur can’t entirely control them especially when scared, but can give orders that may be followed or bargains that have to be followed but cost him something. They deffo get worse at night, and you’re on the money! The voidlings despise concentrated light. They do fine in normal light conditions, but flashlights and spotlights they don’t appreciate and will avoid, usually by fleeing into Wilbur’s face or risk dissolving. Wilbur himself is not harmed since he’s made out of flesh and bone (and arguably accurate organ arrangements). Hence the Foundation trapping it in very bright light 24/7. Godflame, which is what Philza is made of, is so anathema to the void that if it intersects with void shadow they both annihilate one another bc it’s a universal paradox to be in one place. Wilbur despises flashbangs in particular, but also doesn’t like complete darkness bc it can’t trust the void completely.

His proportions do not change at all! Which can look very silly. This is roughly its proportions when taller than The Blade.

(From casefiles again)

4. The height thing is not very controlled by him and would not work on an illusion. At which point Wilbur would like deduce the creature before him isn’t made out of matter.

5. It has some degree of control over shall we say capital Darkness that specifically comes from the void in his head and that are still connected by shadowy tethers to the void. Wilbur could potentially try to?? Manipulate the mole??? It would difficult as they don’t have a very robust language system but they are eusocial so I assume they have some level of communication. Since Wilbur can speak all languages it could potentially have rudimentary communication with the mole..? Honestly he’s more likely to eat it than keep it as a pet alas. He’s rather pragmatic, and feeding something that serves no purpose doesn’t make sense to a guy who’s spent most of his life on the verge of starving. Uh. Tommy excluded of course. 6. Well they’re both certainly edgy shadow guys for sure. Wilbur at least wouldn’t be racist to him once he realizes Nico is only half human. Potentially bonding over wrestling with powers, and not feeling like they fit in anywhere. Wilbur would probably think him stupid and gullible for falling for Minos’ manipulations tho, and wouldn’t cut him any slack for being young. 7. My focus on each of them sorta shifts around. I’m a bit on the Tubbo area atm though it’s about to transition to be more The Blade heavy. The first arc of section 2 was rather more Wilbur centric, with him on his own trying to defend the ‘kids’ and making some bad decisions in the process via deals with the devil. There’s lots of fun to be had with it in the future, particularly in section ~4 but also five main characters is a bit of a juggle sometimes. And also while SCP Wilbur feels distinct to me from the actual guy, it’s still sometimes hard to work with him because of his progenitor since I want the character to be fully unbiased when I’m writing it. 8. Part of Wilbur’s arc is to stop pretending it prefers life on the run and really does want a home. Not that living in a society is really possible, but it’s not called found family for nothing! It’ll have to be something made. And Wilbur is of a personal philosophy where he doesn’t kill anyone unless he thinks they’re about to kill him. Very golden rule, if often very vicious bc it doesn’t control the void completely. So, you’re very unlikely to die from a hug! If given a spontaneous embrace it’d probably be a little startled, but try to keep it brief since it doesn’t pass for human under close inspection and would prefer to avoid anything that could mean the Foundation finding it. If asked, he’ll probably calculate the risk of discovery versus social friction leading to greater attention, and accept the hug for appeasement. Since Wilbur really mostly hugs Phil, he’d likely find it surprisingly cold, and be perhaps too affectionate since he doesn’t know the typical level of affection for an embrace between strangers. It would probably be trying to gauge what gambit is being used by you, since it isn’t familiar/trustful of kindness from strangers. Suave and flippant on the surface, but mentally running around in circles trying to figure out what your angle is. Wilbur likes to pretend he’s always on top of things, but a combination of poor memory and lack of socialization mean he’s usually scrambling to figure out what’s happening lmao.