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edwin payne: live-action representation of the "me and the bad bitch i pulled by being autistic" meme
#i'm on episode 3 don't mind me#edwin payne#dead boy detectives#dbd#dbd spoilers#<- just in case there's someone like me who's postponed watching this show for over a month now#c speaks into the void
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So this is my own personal headcanon of some of the ages of some members of the guild.
Honestly I haven't thought of everyone but this is a very general rough idea I use when writing fics.
So initially I feel like Natsu, Lucy, Gray, Levy, and Lisanna would all be a similar age, at around 16ish at the start of the anime and finishing at around 17-18ish
Gajeel, Elfman, Juvia, Freed, Bickslow, and Evergreen would all be a little older maybe about 17-18 at the start.
Mira, Laxus, and Erza would all be around 20ish at the start
and then we have Wendy who I imagine was about 12 when she was first introduced, she was so smol.
But yeh if anyone else has any different HC I'd love to hear them. I've seen the ages of the cast debated a lot in fan spaces but I don't think (and you're free to correct me if I'm wrong) they have any canon ages.
#my thoughts#my headcanons#tea speaks#don't mind me screaming into the void#fairy tail#juvia lockser#lucy heartfilia#gray fullbuster#levy mcgarden#natsu dragneel#erza scarlet#laxus dreyar#mirajane strauss#bickslow#freed justine#evergreen#wendy marvell#gajeel redfox#lisanna strauss#elfman strauss
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my biological peer reviewer (sibling) called this theory “fun” and said i should send it, so here goes
my personal theory is the feds ((”federation”)) created the eggs because they decided the best way to enforce “you can never leave” was to give the people something they couldn’t lose, like in the post by tumblr user alexaloraetheris (no relation to the smp) where their friend who might be a deity had said,
"When you die you descend to the underworld with nothing to lose. To keep you, they give you something to lose. When you want to return, they will demand it back. That's why nobody ever leaves. The only way out is to never enter."
i’m thinkin that on egg D-Day, at the end of the countdown, the feds weren’t gonna give the eggs back. they were just gonna hide them forever, or do something else, anything else, just keep them away from their surrogate parents, because then the people would just be STUCK, because people could theoretically take their eggs and leave, but if the eggs are missing, gone without a trace, then the residents CAN’T LEAVE, because presumably the eggs are STILL THERE, SOMEWHERE, IN NEED OF HELP AND RESCUE, if only the residents could find them ON THE ISLAND. if they leave the island while the eggs are missing, they are abandoning these things that have become their children.
but then in came the brazilians. and shit went south. because see, the spenglish (spanish / english) streamers were INVITED, but the brazilians CRASHED; the feds didn’t INVITE THEM, they weren’t EXPECTING THEM, but they can’t let these guys leave either, so they PANIC, and they scramble to give the brazilians the same thing--something to lose. the new egg had a brazilian jersey, homie was TAILOR MADE for them to pack bond with. the feds didn’t have time to send out multiple eggs, it was all or nothing, so they picked something they could reasonably assume all five of them would find endearing because they don’t know shit about these guys--they had a week to observe the OG batch, but all they know about these newbies is the brazilian flag on their boat--and so they sent the little egg out to become THEIR THING, the thing they couldn’t afford to lose.
it leaves open why the eggs are cracked too, bc idk what’s going on there lol, either 1: the eggs cracked because they’re hatching and the feds picked that date bc they wanted to yoink the eggs before they got Too Powerful, or 2: the feds were the ones to crack the eggs as an excuse for why they vanished--returning the eggs untouched would open too many questions the feds don’t want them asking; this way, instead of being concerned specifically with “why were the eggs missing”, the residents presume they know the answer--the cracks.
but yea i’m just gonna add as an aside that personally i think cucurucho / osito bimbo / the white fucker is way more active again because the feds are still scrambling to keep up with the brazilians (which, again, the feds weren’t expecting), and the binary fuckwad came in to put the fear of god into the newbies--maybe so they didn’t get too focused on the morse code transmissions; iirc max was theorizing that both osito and binary were part of the federation ? and if so it does make sense that the binary entity went to fuck with cellbit immediately after cellbit was introduced to the conspiracies of the island, yknow, a warning shot. i think they want them to be focused on the eggs.
BUT THAT’S JUST A THEOr
#i'm spitballing into the void bc i'm losing my mind lol if you read this send me some luck thank you#qsmp#someone send me to a nice farm with plenty of space to run i have lived too long#can't wait until someone smarter than me cracks the code#data and network security tried to teach me cryptography but HOO BOY it didn't do shit to help me here#i popped some of the words into a brute force caesar cipher#and also a tool that could roughly check for substitution ciphers#and yeah didn't find shit so uh#im gonna leave it to the one who's an ARG master yknow i think he's got it handled#(i thought about using an online tool to translate this but then realized i Do Not trust translators i can't verify)#(like i've definitely used google translate on my french assignments but the thing is i speak enough french to verify that)#(duolingo spanish + english/french cognates doesn't leave me confident and im not asking my unconnected spanish speaking friend to check it)#((i refuse to admit to her face that i've sunk so deeply into this hell-))#(like spanish is such a common language for english speakers to learn that i'm sure they've honed the eng/span trans pretty well BUT)#(i don't trust it lol and id just prefer not to put something on my blog that i can't verify)#(so apologies and uh translate at your own risk k love you byeee)#shut up vic
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Theory/Headcanon?
Simeon is one of the 7 holy virtues he took the place of Satan prior to the brothers fall which is why he was so close to them prior to the Devildom.
Following this, Luke is one of the "replacement" virtues(my pick for him is Charity, replacing Mammon) which is why he was SPECIFICALLY tasked to Simeon.
Edit: Actually this makes his birthday event where he was attempting to sneakily get the brothers to align with their old virtues a little sadder imo-
[MAYBE SPOILERS BELOW FOR LATER IN THE ORIGINAL GAME I DUNNO BUT TREAD LIGHTLY]
EDIT AGAIN I FOUND CRUMBS OF FUEL FOR MY THEORY
Or more @necroticeye did but hey
#obey me#obey me nightbringer#shall we date obey me#speaking to the void#obey me headcanons#obey me simeon#just brainrot and rambling#don't mind me
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Saw a parent drawing with their two kids while walking the dog and they all looked so happy drawing together outside despite it being chilly. And somehow I feel that a family creating art together is art in and of itself.
#foodsies rambles#and speaks in the void#but to me the process itself of creating art is art#the emotions the artist feels#the decisions they made#because that word - colour - medium worked best to bring that image in their mind to life#sometimes I love a piece of art just for that alone#for the work that went in it even if the style isn't my thing#or the portrayal of the characters don't match with my mental image#because art is beautiful#creating art is beautiful
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I think the worst thing about the perception of health, both mental and physical, and being disabled in either regard, is that the need for extra support is often viewed, institutionally and therefore culturally, as a dehumanizing element rather than a simple fact of the human experience. No man is an island, and yet, when it comes to needing anything from an IEP to a caretaker, these things are used to subvert one's rights and create the expectation of failure and that's a little ableist innit.
#text#screaming into the void#thinking about that time a teacher#after an IEP meeting#told me that I was “incredibly articulate” for someone diagnosed with ASD#Maybe don't simply assume that I am somehow lesser due to a need for assistance beyond the norm#The simple fact is we need to acknowledge that some individuals are not suited to some things#that the world is actively hostile to how some bodies and minds function and therefore extra consideration needs to be exercised when#approaching these issues#Without that consideration serving to exacerbate pre-existing conditions and further alienate a community#already well-aware that the world is anathema to their productivity and joy#this is intersectional and goes for all vertices of oppression#to be frank#but ableism is what I'm thinking about right now and the one I can actually speak on with personal veracity.#I have encountered numerous individuals clueless to the protections the scholastic system affords them in terms of the United States#Unaware through no fault of their own of section 504 and the concept of FAPE#Experiences that anger me because I -did- get that assistance and I happen to know that it is a federal requirement that all public schools#provide that assistance#cases that made scholastic endeavors joyless#near impossible#It is a failing not of those individuals#but of the individuals around them
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Could you write a prompt about Stella and Brandon talking after the mess with Mitzi? Maybe giving us your own take about what happened there
Three words
Set after season 4 episode 13
“I miss you.”
Three words. The only ones they had directed at each other since they had sat down at the restaurant. Well, he at Stella, at least. Yes, they’d given the waiter their respective orders, but that didn’t count, especially because the little they’d eaten they had done so while avoiding the other’s gaze. Stella was doing most of the avoiding, while Brandon actively tried to meet her eyes.
“Should we have dessert? I’m not that hungry.” She replied instead, taking back the menu and practically hiding behind it.
Brandon sighed. He had thought that after their latest fight with the wizards things would be easier between them. He was wrong.
“Whatever you want, Stel. I know they make that ice cream you like …”
“I guess I’ll have a coffee to go. Tomorrow I’ve gotta get up early for work.” She closed the menu and opened her bag to look for her purse.
That bad, eh? Stella hated getting up early, especially for work.
“Okay.” He called the waiter and ordered two coffees to go, together with the bill. “I’ve got it, don’t worry.” Brandon left some money on the table and got up, taking his jacket.
“Thanks.” She got up too and closed her purse back again.
The waiter reached them and handed them their cups, then said goodbye with a smile. He looked pretty cute, not that Stella cared. Lately she never even saw guys. That little game she and Brandon played with them counting how many people flirted with them? Forgotten. Stupid game. Maybe it was because of it that Brandon had felt entitled to kiss Mitzi. Still, he kept repeating he hadn’t. Yeah, liar.
“Are you cold?”
“No.”
“Is the coffee good?”
“Yes.” She hadn’t touched it yet.
“Did you finish painting the apartment?”
“Yes.”
He asked her simple questions, hoping that she’d offer something more than her yeses and noes, but she wouldn’t, so he stopped walking, and she noticed only after four or five steps. Then she stopped too. Good. That was good, right?
“Are we done?”
Three words, once again voiced by Brandon, who had thrown his coffee in the nearest bin and was clutching his jacket in both hands.
Stella turned around and looked at him.
“You’re gonna ruin that.”
“I don’t care.” He replied, taking a couple of steps to get closer to her.
“I should go.” She said, still avoiding his gaze.
“Please, Stella.” He offered her his hand, which she didn’t take. “Why did you come if you can’t even look at me?”
“I don’t know.” Only then she looked at him, really looked at him. It was a mistake, now he could see her watery eyes.
Brandon’s eyes grew bigger and, with another step, he had her in his arms, as she started sobbing in his chest. Stella's cup fell on the ground, Brandon's jacket too, but neither stopped to retrieve them.
“Please, don’t cry.” He whispered in her hair, holding her close. He had missed her body, her scent, the feeling of her in his arms, but not her tears. He hated seeing her cry.
“Do you hate me?”
“Hate you?” He looked down at her. “Do you hate me?”
It took her a couple of seconds to answer. “I thought I did.” She replied, sincere. “But I don’t. I … I came here cause I wanted to hear your version. I … I only know Mitzi’s.”
“Mitzi talked to you?”
Stella nodded, wiping away the tears with a napkin she had conjured from the nothing. “She came by the shop the other day with her friends. She was saying how good of a kisser you are …” She wasn’t talking directly to Stella, but she was sure she’d done it on purpose, she knew she was listening.
“I never kissed her. I swear it.” He gently took her face in his hands. “She kissed me. She put her number in my phone. She made sure to always be wherever I was. I never asked her to. I never wanted her to. I promise, Stella. I don’t care for her.”
“But … that kiss … it seemed that …”
“I was too stunned to react immediately. But I didn’t kiss her back. I promise. I swear. You’re the only one, Stella. You’ve always been.”
Stella looked at him, at his beautiful big brown eyes she had never seen that sorry, that sad and scared. And it was all her fault. She threw her arms around his neck and kissed him like her life depended on it. Maybe it did. She kissed him and kissed him, until she needed to come up for air.
Brandon was breathless too, his cheeks red, his eyes hopeful.
“I am sorry.” She said. “It’s like you said. I … I jump to conclusions. I saw her in your arms, and I lost it. I thought you didn’t like me anymore.”
“That’s right. I don’t like you.” He interrupted her, and Stella’s eyes filled with fear and sorrow.
“But …” She asked, with trembling lips.
Brandon took her hands in his. “I don’t like you, Stella. I love you.”
All it took for Stella’s demeanor to change from fearful to hopeful to utterly joyful were those three words. She kissed him again, smiling. “I hate you!” She exclaimed, while the contrary was written all over her face.
“Do you really?” Brandon beamed, holding her close.
“No, not really.” Stella stroked his cheeks with her hands. “I love you.”
#giulia speaks#screaming into the void just because#winx club#stella winx club#brandon winx club#mitzi winx club#brella#stella and brandon#giulia answers asks#dzulia writes#dzulia writes winx#thisisdzulia on ao3#season 4#episode 13#please mind that whatever comes after season 3 I don't consider canon#season 1-2-3 my beloved#earth#gardenia#sorry it took me so long to answer#I'll be better (maybe)
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Silk, Oasis, Nail Lacquer, 1975 :)
silk; what outfit makes you feel confident?
a tough question lately! I've been super dysphoric these past few weeks so really nothing but Hiding in Huge Blanket has worked; however typically I feel most confident in tactical/practical clothes. I love a fun outfit but I don't think confidence is what they bring to the table. when carrying a hammer, two rolls of bags, a sandwich, a journal, a spare hat, three rings of keys, gloves and handwarmers, and a gait belt in my pockets won't cut it it's time to fake it until I make it. behold!
oasis; dream destination?
I'd really like to go to Argentina one day, but honestly I'm super excited about the trip I'm taking with my family soon. you'll have to find out where that is after it stops being a beacon to my location! I'm stoked :D
nail laquer; punk or pastel?
I like punk music and rococo fashion... where does this land me?
1975; if you could time travel to any time period, what would it be and why?
I know it would create a rift, but if we forget about that and pretend everything is safe, I'd like to see my future kids and find out what mistakes I should avoid as a parent. it stresses me out and I'm not even close to having kids! I don't even know if I want them! everyone grows up so messily and I don't know if I can take that on....
#my face in that first picture makes me feel so :/// don't mind me#I hope this week gets better lol#we went from having three working cars for six people to one#which is a normal ratio but everyone's schedules overlap a lot#that's not relevant to this though!!#thanks for the ask :-) the last one made me think for quite a while and I'm still not sure about my answer#but I'm going with it#in which the void whispers back#in which thon speaks
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had caffeine this morning and I'm handling it really well I'm definitely not about to vibrate out of my skin at all. typing with my hands not shaking all over the place, very easy actually
#oldsargasso speaks#why is my body like this#oh you're fatigued all the time?#well you also can't handle stimulants of any kind#that seems fair and normal#just ranting into the void don't mind me#I was gonna spend the evening writing fic but who knows what will happen
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Good By Old Fiend
Goodbye old fiend. And yes I do mean fiend not friend.
We are not friends. We never were.
Friends don’t treat each other the way we did. So why did I choose you?
Why did I choose you over the people whom I found kinship in? Why did I choose you over my friends?
Why did I listen to you? Why did I listen to you when you told me to drive them away? Why did I choose you?
In doing so I lost myself. For everything you said about my friends was also a reflection of myself. So, why did I choose you?
I guess I know. You were hurt. After a while, I drove everyone else away. You were all that was left. Someone to share the pain with.
Remember when I said I loved you? Remember how many times I said that hoping you would say it back, only for you to say nothing?
I was always so frustrated. I had given up everything for you. You were my everything and I was your nothing.
It’s probably for the better that you never said anything. For when I said I loved you that wasn’t my everything.
I’ve started to wonder what would have happened if I didn’t choose you. Oh, why, oh why did I choose you.
I’m not going to act like I was perfect. I wasn’t. But you still hurt me. Why did I let you hurt me?
Goodbye old fiend.
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so i'll most likely just make a tumble post or some kind of article about this ( maybe?? ), but if i talked about the LGBT rep in the lads' works, like....a proper elaborate deep dive essay type thing, would you guys....enjoy that? engage in it, i mean
#idk i just have a lot of thoughts. obviously#and i keep hammering on about it because 1) whatever i've got swimming about in here needs to come out and#b) it kinda Needs to be brought up#and idk like. yelling into the void is fine i don't mind that#but also if i did ever expan on this in a more....refined way? articulating it better#would that be something of interest? or would it be something just tossed into the ocean that is the internet in the chances of getting#at least a nibble by a curious fish#just. yeah. idk just wondering! let me know#she speaks
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give me the strength to not immediately post the first few chapters of Glow Worms[working title]
im being so brave right now
#Progress Report#its me boy the want for instant gratification speaking to you from within your mind#ill hold out#ill be strong#i don't even have a different name for this fic yet for crying out loud lkjfgd#get it together nico#enjoy the ride#Nico blabs into the void#Glow Worms#Glow Worms or rather: In the Depths of the Safflower Hills
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The fact that people so openly share spoilers baffles me. Folks'll drop major spoilers to things like they're talking abt what cereal they had for breakfast. Slow your roll captain spoilsport
#ig speaks#yes this is abt jjk#seeing people post abt it so casually EVERYWHERE is baffling to me#i'm glad i don't mind getting spoiled or else i'd have to turn into a hermit#it ruins the fun for others tho like chill#at least tag properly in places that you can#shove that sucker under a read more on places that you can't#or don't say anything at all#like i am BEGGING the internet to chill#which is just screaming into a void ik
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You would think I would have big plans for Scott's hero verse. But I don't. Like... I literally have no clue what I even want to do with it, I'm just flailing around and most ideas I have for it I end up hating or scrapping. It has been almost a decade. a d e c a d e. And I still haven't figured out the base of the superhero show in normal verse, so why would I know how to eVEN BEGIN HIS ACTUAL HERO VERSE??? Why is this verse the chronic ✨p r o b l e m c h i l d ✨. Every time I try to plot or do something in a hero verse, I hop aboard the struggle train because it feels so unnatural to me 😂
#&&. Like how his powers came to be or his villains#&&. and I don't want to copy the zappy zappy boom boom powers from marvel or DC#&&. like I am excited for his hero verse but stuck in a consistent state of not knowing what to do with it or where to begin#&&. twinnie said that it could be because it has the most expectations placed on it#&&. and I feel she is right there#&&. SIGH DON'T MIND ME RANTING TO THE VOID LMAO#&&. I'm genuinely not upset I'm laughing at myself because you would think it would be my number 1 AU I would have the most thought in#&&. the author speaks ( ooc )
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Really really struggling with college lately and having the good ol, maybe this isn't for me, thoughts again.
#its worse when I have any math related classes#but the tail end of last term and so far all of this term have been incredibly hard and burning me out so much#i feel so lost and stupid#but if i don't get this degree or any degree then I feel like I'll just be stuck in the same rut I've been in for years#don't mind this. i've just had another absolute breakdown over coursework and need to vent into the void#it sucks because i have moments where I'm super confident and feel so great about everything#and then the next I feel like I don't understand anything that's being asked of me. even if its probably the most basic instructions ever#and then i'm too afraid to speak up about being lost or confused because I worry they'll just think I'm stupid#idk anymore. i just feel like utter shit
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I don't care if I'm the dumbest person in every room and I don't care that I've never been able to figure shit out as easy and I don't care that everything takes me 1000 years longer than it takes anyone else on the planet and I don't care what everyone thinks about me or my writing of any kind because I know who I am and I know what I want and that shit doesn't have to make sense to anyone but me. I know my why. And no, just because I'm not the best at everything doesn't mean I suck at everything and no, life is not about winning some invisible competition with rules that make no sense and no, quitting is not the answer just because one time and one time only it was the right decision, so just shut the fuck up brain you're never going to win because I am bigger and stronger and more in charge than you. You’d think you would have learned by now to just shut the fuck up. I owe the world nothing but my eternal love and my very best efforts. I don't owe anyone a fucking award and not everyone thinks that I do. I will find a balance and rhythm to everything and I will reach every single one of the goals I have set for myself and even if I sometimes get shit so very wrong I will figure it all out eventually because I won't ever, ever, ever give up until I do. And I will have my stupid piece of paper if it kills me.
#speaking of embarrassing myself...#don't mind me#just purging some bullshit#qb speaks#just saving to drafts didn't help so *launches it into the void*
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