#dont remember if it won or lost lol

[grogumaximus]

[muirneach]

1, 2, 5!

1) what sport moment made you cry? (happy)

i absolutely cried when the minnesota frost won the walter cup. women’s hockey means the absolute world to me and also i was cheering for them lol so i was happy about that.

2) what sport moment made you cry? (sad)

i weeped when the sceptres were eliminated from the playoffs last year. partly cause the pwhl makes me cry a lot in general lol but also cause the cup really truly was supposed to be ours and getting eliminated was so preventable if the frost hadn’t injured spooner. and i didn’t know it at the time but we are still dealing with the ramifications of that like 7 months later. feels bad man

5) what team do you support and why?

da leafs babey……. it came free with being from here. the amulet hasn’t changed me this guy loves the suffering. secondarily i also like the minnesota wild because um i had a baby crush on my friend when i was little who wore a wild jersey lmfao and they just stuck with me (which is finally paying off yay for kirill!). and the rangers because i liked their jerseys when i was a kid lol (which is no longer paying off. fuck!). as for pwhl: toronto sceptres cause theyre from here also (less out of allegiance reasons tho cause they are not baked into the core of the city cause theyre new). and i fuck with the victoire because they are very good and fine the lesbianism got me

unless u mean player and not team in that case carlitos because he was my first tennis love after the canadians because his game is just so much funnnnn i liked his crazy shots :) miss him where is my ao..

[moomeecore]

id like to preface this with the fact that bc i haven't updated the app (and don't use desktop) tumblr not only won't let me participate in polls, but won't even let me SEE them. i can't even see what the question is. i can see images & notes & that's it. anyway only getting to know abt polls from comments & ppl posting abt it is actually SUPER funny. currently the funniest shit rn is the tumblrwoman polls. bc i didn't hear anything abt them until ppl started talking abt marceline vs vriska LOL and i know almost NOTHING abt homestuck. but an insane amnt of ppl where confidently and angrily declaring that vriska is THE tumblrwoman and marcy couldn't possibly compete. so i was like "oh ok. guess vriska will win then. im a huge marcy fan but idk shit abt vriska, and im seeing a ridiculous ratio of comments declaring how vriska WILL win vs occasional comments saying someone will vote for marcy. so good for vriska whoever she is. hope she's cool" and then apparently marcy WON?? so this recontextualizes things sm for me, who just imedietly had gone "oh ok, people seem really passionate abt vriska winning, guess she's gotta win". turns out this newfound information is pinpointing, to me, that vriska fans are just super annoying /lh

[unnonexistence]

i love my simic mtg deck so much

[heartfullofleeches]

hiii i love you and your work 💕💕💕

i've had horrible brain rot over the immortal yan recently...but i forget his name lol

i do remember he is very orange though💀💀

anyway; what would his reaction be to someone else betraying reader? there was that one post of him basically saying that in order for reader to become immortal, he would have to hurt them horribly...but what if in the process of planning what he could do, or as he almost figured out how to make reader immortal without hurting them, someone ELSE betrayed them, what if it didn't make them immortal? what if it did? would he see it as luck, like 😟😲🫢🤭OH YAY I DONT HAVE TO KILL MY SPOUSE😁😁😁!!!!

also: could him and reader have children? obviously they could adopt but assuming they both had the necessary equipment to have a biological baby could they? would that baby be immortal? if no, or if they adopted a baby, how would they explain that they don't age?

also not only to the kids but also the neighbors, coworkers, teachers etc etc

could they learn sfx makeup and like make themselves age? do they just like disappear one day? do they move around a lot? is it just cartoon logic of ".....it just is that way 🤷🏽‍♀️ no one notices anything is off🤷🏽‍♀️"?

If Devlin's [who I'm 99.9 percent sure you're talking about] Darling was betrayed by someone else and became immortal as a result ol' Devi here would feel like he's won the lottery.

"Your loved one betray and/or murder you - the resulting grief and trauma leading you to become a zombie without all the rotting and hunger for brains? Me too, babes- Let's hit up a bowling alley."

He doesn't have to kill them and they're heartbroken? Jackpot. If Darling felt anything like he did when he was murdered/became immortal- Scared, Hurt, Lost, Alone- they'll be ripe for the picking when he comes along. All Devlin wanted for the first couple of decades he continued to walk the earth was someone like him that knew what he was going through. He hopes they feel the same way when he tells them they have a lot more in common now.

Devlin and Reader could have children, but you might want to wait another century before this dork is ready to be father material. A biological child between Devlin and Reader would not be immortal, but the would have an insanely sped up heal factor to wear things like broken bones would heal in the matter of days.

Devlni himself bounces from location to location when he gets bored or he's lived there long enough that people get suspicious that twenty something year old they say ten years ago looks the exact same. There is one town where a ton of weird shit happens that Devlin views as a vacation spot since it is nice to go to a place where everyone knows you and nobody gives a damn you don't age when there's wilder shit happening right across the street. If Reader and Dev had a kid the family might move there at least until the kid was a teen because if one more parent walks up to Devlin or Reader asking what's their secret to looking so young he's throwing hands.

[project-lumen]

Stray Concepts By Us Crazies LOL

Hi-hey-hello, my Lumenfolk! (thats what im calling you sillies now) (PLEASE DONT JUDGE ME FOR THAT,,)

So just for any missing context of any sort, I copy pasted some scraps of notes about LUMEN :D idk I just felt like it. Warning it might be a lot of scrolling so umm beware!!

If I remember to do so, this MIGHT be updated!!!!!

CHAPTER NAMES:

CH 0: The Watchers' Apprentice

CH I: Curse Of The Desert

CH II: A Tale Of The Honorable

CH III: Wicked Witch Of The Moon

CH IV: Ticking Whispers

CH V: A Rather Lonely Sunflower

THE LOST PAGES: April Is For Apocalypse

CH VII: Of Cards and Cars

CHAPTER ∞: Our Will Be Done

Chapter 0 is an introduction to the main plot, as WC is really excited to see how the Life Series goes. Chapter ∞ is the very end.

Both take place in the Watcher Realm

Throughout all of Chapter 1 (AKA Third Life), the player solely plays as Grian. At the rare times in which he sleeps/is alone, the Watcher Child visits Grian, only confusing him further ("Get out of my head, please!")

After Grian jumps from the cliffside at the end of Third Life, the WC joins the Watchers again. At first, it seems like they're cheering that Grian won and that the Life Series were a success. But at the end of Chapter 1, after the celebrations, it is revealed that the WC doesn't approve of the Life Series as much as before Third Life.

The WC vowed to make sure the player they chose from their tarot cards would win. They plucked another card from the pile… "THE STAR".

Chapter 5, Secret Life, has the most Watchers moderating and controlling it because of what happened in April (The Lost Pages---Real Life's Malfunction)

Chapter 6, Wild Life, will be the LEAST controlled by the Watchers. This will be because of one of the two undecided reasons:

Option A: The Lifers (aka mainly Grian) broke the system and caused the Watcher Realm to malfunction

Option B: Same as Option A, but it was the Watcher Child who did it.

You can change the background plot as Watcher Child; for example, in Double Life, maybe Watcher Child causes Scar to realize that he's literally being cheated on and he goes to join the Broken Hearts Club!

The Watchers have many forms, but two that stand out are specifically:

Creature Form:

The Watcher takes up the form of a humanish creature, but it still looks alien. It has no face. The watchers' talking sprites will be represented via Eyes.

They will be differentiated by the shape/form of those eyes.

Pure Form:

Lovecraftian Cryptid. Never goes well for mortal eyes.

If you see it, you will probably go blind.

REAL LIFE'S PROMINENCE EXPLAINED:

Real Life would be a "failed experiment" of the watchers, hidden to the world and erased from all the memories of the lifers---all except Cleo.

See, while you're playing through the game, it'll be a free roam world whenever you're in the middle of a quest which requires you to go somewhere. Hidden (but also more out in the open) around the Secret Life map will be these torn out papers from an unnamed Watcher's journal, who was documenting how Real Life went. So the player is aware that these papers exist, the first one will be given to you, and you'll have a side quest to find the rest.

Once you collect all the papers, you go on to complete Secret Life (as Scar, since the Watcher Child is watching from his perspective, like how they do with all the other winners). When Secret Life is over, you'll be notified of an option in the MENU to play Real Life, aka The Lost Chapter. Real Life will have an old timey, brown worn down filter to it, as you will be playing through Cleo's Memory---the only other live proof that Real Life exists.

The reason that A. these papers are torn out from a journal and B. only Cleo remembers Real Life is because remember, Real Life was a failed experiment. (Remember how Real Life really only lasted one episode? That's why it was failed---it wasn't prolonged, and to the Watchers, it wasn't very entertaining, either)

The Watchers thought that the failure of Real Life was a clear weakness to their everlasting power, so they simply got all of the Lifers and removed their memories... but before they could end the series, Cleo had already won. The main and number one rule in The Life Series of Experiments (I literally just made that name up on the spot) is that all winners, no matter what, will remember the series they won. So they forgot that they couldn't erase Cleo's memory.

So, Cleo is not bound to the Watchers like the other Lifers are. And thus, she remembers.

[minjoonapio]

🎐 Wind Breaker Chapter 158: The Great Fires of Extinction (End of the Noroshi arc)

💭THOUGHTS & ANALYSIS [⚠️SPOILERS⚠️]

🧵Twitter/X Version 📖Where to read the manga: Kodansha | Other 📺Watch Season 1 now (S2 in 2025!): Crunchyroll, Netflix

There’s actually not much to analyze about this chapter ‘cause it’s simply well said. So I’ll be sharing my thoughts & feelings. This chapter has such a warm (with a hint of sad) end to a rollercoaster of an arc

Oof my dear boy here needs to rest

I do kinda feel bad for Endo. In a way, he just has this longing and slow burn love for Chika and he just knew he can’t be seen by him the same way he sees Umemiya; being accepted in his world.

Endo gives him everything while he receives nothing (but punches and kicks).

No wait. This is adorable. TF. Endo expects a good hit from Chika but was ecstatic when the kick was harmless. Chika didn’t even give one hit but multiple soft hits??!! STAHP! That’s too cute.

The way Chika's fist froze when Endo mentioned a hot bath 🥲 He's tired af and being babied by Endo 😭

This confirms all the things he said to Sakura about Umemiya is his negative perspective of him. He DETESTS and is jealous of the guy who’s able to be in his Chika’s world.

Now…this is sad.

Something tells me Chika had a really bad experience with people at a very young age…or maybe had none at all :(

Maybe links to his probable face blindness. People who have such condition are usually mistaken to be cold or indifferent towards people, but it's because they have a hard time remembering people's faces. Although, in here, it sounds like his indifference to humans makes him develop face blindness. So I hope we get to hear more of Chika’s past in their talk.

Ah, there’s our Umemiya.

Come to think of it, since his biological family died, Umemiya was exposed to people from different walks of like who are not his blood since he was 9. He has grown and absorbed a vast world for 8-9yrs.

And he could truly tell Chika how amazing it is.

Without even realizing it, Chika actually made the first step to expanding his world. It started from the moment he accepted Umemiya. He even said Ume’s name before Ume told him this trick.

And now that he is aware of it, Chika looks like he decided to accept more people in his world, little by little.

(For some reason, maybe it's because his hair is drenched wet, but he looks lost here 🥺)

I SCREAMED. I knew it. And I’m not even an endochika stan. Oh Endo. Chika has acknowledged him 😫AND A FULL NAME!

(I actually thought we’ll have something dramatic like Togame & Choji crying scene but i dont think it’s ready for that lol)

HUZZAH! UME WON! WE WON! 🎐

Tsubaki collapsed in relief, cutie Choji cheering, and Bofurin, Shishitoren and Roppo Ichiza together rejoicing 🥹and our Class 1-1 are okay 😭

Now y’all gotta tend to your wounds, bath and rest! Jeez 😮‍💨🤧

No words were said but that smile and gesture says a lot. Both leaders didn’t lose. They kept each other's promises.

Umemiya is thankful, happy, and proud of Sakura. Not only for winning and being there for him, but for becoming the person he is now. He is glad his kouhai part of the found family, Bofurin 🥹💚

And we got a double COLOR spread of the two!! 😭😭😭 Thank you Nii sensei! This is beautiful 💚

I hope they get to talk after ALL that. Sakura was a bit shaken up in seeing Umemiya like that and I'm sure he has questions about what Endo meant. Either way, I'm sure Umemiya would want to chat with Sakura about his fight with Endo.

Side note: I LOVE the silly exchange between Umemiya and Endo 🤣most especially reading those small text beside the dialogue bubbles.

I can hear the sarcasm in the “since you didn’t even give half a sht about me before” 🤣🤣🤣

Ah what an end to a great long arc! What a wild ride that was. Hope we get that BBQ! All of them (us included) deserve it 😭

Thank you so much Nii sensei for such an awesome arc. And Jacqueline and team for translating and lettering the manga for us 🥰 You all work hard! 💚

🧵Twitter/X Version 📖Where to read the manga: Kodansha | Other 📺Watch Season 1 now (S2 in 2025!): Crunchyroll, Netflix

Thank you for reading! See you in next week's chapter (Tuesday)!

[anxiouslyextroverted]

ok ur confusing me

Reddit and YouTube say its not a retcon

But Twitter is.

I watched the vod and Tommy said that the nukes are not canon did he not??

sure but c!jack said they were and I've already seen others view c!tommys line as him referring to his lives specifically rather than the nuke plotline.

some may view what c!jack said as c!jack dreaming or misremembering, while some may view what c!tommy siad as misremebering. The whole thing was left so open ended and thats a good thing. From what I've read from others, if anything was retconned, it was who the reset and nukes targeted, c!jack and c!tommy talk about how they did not lose a life to the nuke which is true in the original ending as well as I know now. I was mixing up the reset and nuke before lol. But anyway, it can be inferred that neither of them went through a reset either.

Heres all the interpretations I can think of, I dont necessarily agree with all of them, this is just me spit balling and having fun. The c!btterduo lore is

After the reset, majority regain their memory or only a select few people do but theres still lingering memory loss for small things which shows why c!tommy may not remember the nukes/ or he does remember them but chooses not to/ or like i said before he was talking about his canon life. dreamxd chose to spare him from loosing his memories.

After the reset but c!tommy has no recollection of any memory he made in s2 and does not remember the nuke at all, maybe dreamxd made a bunch of people forget it. c!eret looses.

After the reset and the world that we see them in is a recreation

In the short future but nukes and reset never happened, and in that case the reset could be c!dreams limbo, c!jacks dream, someones limbo who knows

everyone remembers the reset (and maybe even the nukes) except c!tommy

After the c!discduo scene but theres no reset, but there still was nukes and c!tommy is unclear who survived it, all he knows is c!jack and c!tubbo and himself survived it

someones dreaming again

the present is a limbo for c!tommy or a limbo for c!jack

time travel

not canon

taking place where the entirety of the canon ending was retconned where everyone one day just left and c!tommy, c!jack and c!tubbo don't know where they went. cjack thinks there were nukes. Nukes did not happen.

reset never happened and the nukes killed everyone but c!jack setting up the nuke did not take place the same way we had in the scenario we had originally seen , no c!discduo talk happened.

if cctommy is saying the nukes are not canon then the nukes didn't happen but the c!discduo talk still did but was resolved differently and likely in a positive outcome for both parties

above ^ except violence

the above except c!tommy stasis chamber out of there and there was no nuke

the above except there was nuke and everyone in pandora vault is dead or ran away. Everyone ran away when they heard the nuke alarms, c!staged duo died reset is c!dreams limbo. c!erets lore not canon

everyones dead and this is the afterlife but no one knows it, no reset happened

same as above except a reset did happen

this is one of the many resets that happened when dreamxd reset the time again and again since canonically the dsmp has gone through multiple loops. c!jack still remembers the day he blew up everything

c!philza, c!niki, c!foolish, c!eret ect all escape through the end portal, and slowly everyone else joins them and tahts why c!tommy doesn't know where they went.

They (c!philza, c!eret, c!foolish ect) fought dreamxd and lost and went into a different world, or won, or lost and died

dreamxd duplicated everyone or something timetravel, lead to different universes which now split s1 people from s2 people after the reset

reset was a limbo for c!tommy and c!tommy woke up recently, think of it like a dream with how quickly you forget them when you wake up

nuke killed everyone and everyones in their own limbos

the nukes were only sent to the hotel and only blew up the hotel based on c!tommy saying that the nukes blew up him and his hotel which could mean the lore was retconned ig

if there is no c!discduo talk but the nukes still happened then I wonder what the reason for that is, or when c!tommy says c!jack blew up his hotel, does he mean the nuke or regular tnt idk

if the ccs forgot about the og lore and thought the nuke was what killed them then that to them is a retcon where c!tommy never died to nuke [even though canonically that never happened in the first place]

[martyrbat]

every few days i see hockey(?) liveblogs from you (I enjoy the enthusiasm even if i have no idea whats going on). What are the main teams you're following? is it just hockey?

this is so sweet, thank you for the support even if youre a little lost! it is just hockey! but i got plans to get into baseball when it starts in february (go pirates and cubs!) but a little too wordy vomit under the cut about my teams :)

my top team is pittsburgh penguins. for better or worse (and usually worse)—i will be there for every game and saying we're so back after one score when we're down by 5. i will defend them until my last breath, theyre the team ill always put on when having to choose between which ones are currently on. its not a hockey team, its sidney crosby building an ice family with his 5 and counting partners and being known for his banana bread and kind heart and fat ass while literally being the inspiration for over half the players in the nhl because hes been wonderful since he was a rookie. its 18 years of love and friendship despite the odds and how theyre so open in loving and supporting their teammates while hockey culture is filled with toxic masculinity. its the narrative loving and hating us, its sidney being gods most loveable and tortured lamb, its geno whos hilarious and dramatic with a heart of gold, its tanger and his greasy hair, its the babygirlifying grown men AND rooting for the old underdog who are in the 4th spot for the playoffs in their metro area despite our powerplay being a joke and our star players ages (late thirties isnt old by any account but for a high energy physical contact sport?? average retirement is 25-30 instead while 13 of our guys is 30+ and playing some of their best hockey)

after that i really like the leafs despite them being the leafs! theyre a blast to watch (sometimes) and theyre a big third period game, for better or worse. so its always exciting (sometimes unfortunately)! auston matthews is my top favorite from them, hes absolutely remarkable and doesnt get the credit and appreciation he deserves. but i also love the other players, mo, willy, and mitch all especially have a place in my heart :) third fav tosses around with who i can catch a game from most to be honest since a lot of times they overlap too much. im fond of the wild because their goaltender (flower!) was ours for forever. kraken is a blast and has lots of old penguin players too. avalanche is fun to root for when ive seen some games :) im less familiar with all of them but hockey is a fun sport to just throw yourself into and learn as you go so its never been an issue!!

teams i hate is anyone who won against my special guys in the last month tbh HFIFJ but i REALLY hate the chicago team, flyers, and vegas knights. chicago is.... a lot of bad shit off ice and has so many controversies—from their name and jerseys to players being abusive and cover-ups of sexual assault from coaches. just hate them and anytime i see those jerseys and remember theyre allowed while flower was threatened with a lawsuit if he wore his helmet (was designed specially by an indigenous artist to honor flower's indigenous wife and their kids during native american heritage month).... god i just get too pissed, theyre number one for who i despise. flyers are the biggest rivals to the penguins so it makes more sense (but also fuck the capitals and canes for personal grievances. also still mad at the canucks) vegas golden knights just annoys me so much with how theyre still calling themselves the misfits and i associate them with flower leaving so!!!

sorry for the little. word vomit lol but !!! if you ever want to get into hockey, please dm me! im no expert by any means and i know me throwing names out there is intimidating but i promise its fun once you get into it and you dont need to know much to just start watching! for me its great to have something to look forward to every week and watch something happen as it actually happens and liveblog—it kinda feels more like a loose community experience that i never got because of my health issues and disability! its also just fun to be dramatic (screaming its so over when scored on /celebrating a goal) over something thats kinda... not that important. (important for the players and fans ofc but it doesn't change anything in MY daily life outside of how i feel which is refreshing!) sports in general kinda encourage those big emotional responses and it can be great catharsis and silly if you let it be :) and the fan community here can be so welcoming if you just fully ignore twitter and the straight white angry men on it <3

come look at gifs of people calling a 36 year old babygirl and the excitement of a goal celly. come watch funny videos and clips and at how *our* captain wore tiny little shorts and a white shirt to get dunked in a water tank for charity. come and slowly learn how much shit the players put up with as rookies and have the happiness of hindsight at what happiness their futures would hold and why me saying 18 years of love and friendship despite the odds is so big because thats genuinely so rare (only 127 retired players in all of nhl history has accomplished this). come get emotional at poetry over getty images hockey pictures and relish in the delight that is finding art everywhere you go. come see people say that sidney needs to get knotted up and mpreg debates in who will abort that thang or not. take my hand and become a hockey fan, i prommy its not scary—not even during the 'who the fuck is this' stage <33

[kald-dal-write]

that's a good point actually with katniss not knowing Victor's names.

tho i do need to reread that part. i felt it more like katniss doesn't care about them much. she know their names, at least now i scroll through pages and every time some victor show up she names them. when its someone important like wiress and beetee she names them and sometimes tell how they won, but with d6 she just call them morphling guys. in the movies she makes a note that she doesn't know female morphling name, but I can't find that in the book (it isn't in death or anthem scenes). maybe it somewhere later? anyway katniss and peeta rewatched the games of every potential tribute who was alive at the moment, so katniss probably knew them by the time of second book? i will wait for you reread or find it later by myself (i reread tbosas now actually) (well, relisten, thanks yt for free audiobooks)

tho its actually not really affect my point as you dont really need to remember victors name to notice how mentorship works in general. like we don't always remember every Eurovision winner but we still know the process if we watch it every year.

Katniss is also have a weight of responsibilities and in second book she more concerned about saving her family's life... So i can see how she can miss some details. And also from writers point i think Susan Collins doesn't want to infodump on us so that's why katniss just forget shit or sometimes just doesn't know... and in second book there is already enough repeating of the first with game process so some things and described very briefly. again in the first book she think about viewers and gamemakers everytime, and in second she more like SAVE PEETA SAVE PEETA.

i starting to losing the core of our discussion /not negative im just lost in thoughts like.. where are we going.... who are we....

anyway thanks for this conversation!! It gave me a lot of brain worms /pos

as an apology i try to send you soon another anonymous ask where i try to analyse who would win the 1qq in your fic. i kinda struggle with keeping my thoughts straight so it takes a lot of time.

sincerely, your crazy little brainrotting anon

What I meant that she doesn’t seem to know their names before the Third Quell, not that she doesn’t know anyone’s names at all (which tbf she doesn’t know the names for the D5, D6, D9 or D10 Victors), she only bother to learn the names of the Victors she directly interact with. Which is mostly because she has different prioritisies that mostly includes keeping Peeta safe.

Also with rewatching the games I think Peeta paid more attention to them than she did, she does aknowledge that she recognised Lyme from the tapes when she meets her in MJ though.

It’s only a movie line that Peeta aknowledges that he doesn’t know the morphling’s name “She [F.Morphling] sacrificied her life for me and I don’t even know her name”

Fair with the Eurovision comparison though, you do get a sense of how things work after watching it for years, but still you wouldn’t know everything that goes on behind the scenes of the competition if you are just a casual watcher (especially with this year’s ESC 😭)

but as mentioned the OG post was just that I think people thinking it’s a set in stone rule every male Victor have to mentor a male tribute and every Female Victor have to mentor a female tribute doesn’t seem to be fully a thing with Mags being Finnick’s mentor with her being both a Woman and D4 have had way more Victors after her as they are a Career District known for being good.

As mentioned maybe I get more insight when I finally get to Catching Fire lol

Fun to discuss stuff like this haha

[lootsofathousandsworld]

Hi!!! Just wanted to say I love your blog, I adore the story you’re creating with your OC and Flint! As someone who also has an AU that involves Scroop I’m excited to see what you do next!!

My question is, how did you discover Treasure Planet? How did Flint become your favorite? And where did the idea of your OC come from?

Sorry if this is a lot 😂 but thank you in advance! Have a good evening!

pffft nah your good I'm happy you are enjoying my blog! :'D

umm I think I already answer this but quick summary lol

1. I discovered it when I saw it on vhs trailer when i was a kid. I thought was awesome to see the Crescent moon looking like a spaceport and more cool to see ships flying through space 🤩🌌✨It won me over on wanting to check out the film for myself 👏🏻👏🏻

2. Well mostly is his design that got me to make him one of my fav TP characters 😆. and also he's an interesting character that leaves me wanting to know more about him. And fun fact thanks to him I found out he's the reason I got into wanting to watch and read treasure planet adaptations 👏🏻👏🏻👏🏻.

You can read my full thoughts on him here

3. Oh well um... I really dont know how to answer this.

Some depressed stuff ahead be aware.

you see back then, I remember making my OC/sona/self insert after the Covid 19. So long story short since that event happened so much stress has been piling on me then. I don't want to go into details but I almost lost someone I cared about that lead me to depressed and hatred on myself.

Then I decided to watch Treasure Planet clips on youtube along Flint and I forgotten how amazing the film was along feeling my heart be restolen by Flint. 💖 I finally made a decision on doing my silly self insert wanting to just jump in their universe and be away from anxiety the world has given me. And it gives me opportunity to do a unique fanfic on going to their universe with Flint being alive for my small comfort.

I guess I can say is I'm thankful for the movie along Flint to exist . :')

Anyway dont feel bad for me. Its all in the past I want to put behind me! XDD

[macisms]

my pre-rewatch personal enjoyment episode ranking for s16 bc. lists. everything between 3-7 is muddy though i can be swayed to think otherwise.

1. shoots - probably the best pacing of the season, the only episode where i feel every character felt complete. good episode for both the characters’ pasts and where they stand now wrt to their families. dog frank. mac and charlie’s legacy :)

2. inflates - still had a fairly good pacing and good division of screen-time between characters. fun character dynamics especially between frank and all the others. charlie “won” at the end. there was only one bed.

3. celebrity booze - before you yell at me hear me out. this is where my ranking starts to get silly and more personal. i love breaking bad i was excited for this episode to come out before i even watched iasip. mac was serving. charlie threw up nickels over some guy. however frank dee and charlie were sidelined hard. this episode isnt that great im just heavily biased because of braaron. if it was any other celebrity this would rank in the bottom half for sure.

4. bowling - lost points because the men vs women stuff was handled poorly. dennis should not have won that strength competition against the waitress. i could go on about how this episode failed at the actual competition and ways they could have improved. i loved all the side characters though. i liked mac charlie and frank in this ep but they were kind of useless to the plot. also dennis’ misogynist rants were too on the nose. good sibling lore though.

5. dtamhd - some of you are going to kill me for ranking this lower than celebrity booze which is deserved just remember that im hugely biased because of braaron. also because this was the only episode i had any expectations for, which you should never do with this show. plotwise pretty solid though parts of it did get repetitive (we get it, its the systems not the people). i wont lie though ill never like "it was all a dream" endings. also in general i dont enjoy watching episodes where the majority of the gang dont feature in general (part of the reason why i found mfhp boring too). also the gore. i loved the gore. you did so good sweetie.

6. fvr - the hysteria surrounding that episode was so fun but honestly i think the actual frank versus russia part is soo underdeveloped that it throws the episode off balance. also i didnt love the character writing, especially for mac, he was a little too cartoonishly stupid for me here. oh and unfortunately i had expectations for this one too (mac having a bf) so while the catfishing stuff was CRAZY it didnt fulfill my need to see mac be gay onscreen. please let him be gay onscreen. to me the episode is full of pieces that didnt quite fit together. why did dee disappear for the last few minutes. why was uncle jack there he was so useless and unfunny. the sinned system reveal and the dating sequence was awesome though.

7. cursed - i really need to rewatch this episode. none of the plotlines feel fleshed out enough so it all kind of blurs together. why was cricket involved? why was uncle jack there again someone needs to kill him fr. i liked mac's chase utley lore but other than that i feel like nothing actually happened this episode lol?

8. risk-e-rat - i just. cannot get past how nearly every scene is some iteration of "wow i dont like X, that's not how it was when we came here!". the characters barely did anything they just kept saying shit. this season has episodes that are so goddamn repetitive and this by far is the worst. it was boring. they didnt even fuck the rat. not even their criminal activities can make up for that.

[thoughtsbeewild]

Why does the media and trump make a big deal about POLLS? Its annoying me because its not FINAL PERMANMENT VOTE , AT END PEOPLE CAN CHANGE THIER MIND..YOUR FIGHT IS AGAINST LIES, CORRUPTION, TWO FACES NEXT TO YOU PRETENDING BE YOUR FRIEND.

The polls are just predictions but look at what happened in 2020 election, that shit was stolen for sure. So I wonder did Obama and Biden work with international leaders on a deal to ensure Biden won and shoved it up trump face 4 years ago, say you lost bitch(biden, demoncrat, felt empowered by doing that to him in front of worldwide mainstream media). I remember that but demoncrat like to censor, erase our memory, where you humans are stronger to fight the control over the mind(certain population of true patriots that exist and some humans are damaged goods controlled manipulated by the media, thier followers, thier woke celebrity's, thier liberal friends right..

If mainstream media is definitely doing equal polling just for attention, ratings and to get viewers to watch thier side. I guess why is that focusing point to call out near the election..

In this debate, this may be your one chance to show the world , from all the comments I've read they hope you would be discipline. Dont appear like a crazy maniac like on Truth social for the debate, but wow us like hott damn, but to a point where you are gracefully exposing kamela in a killing with kindess tone with some comedy not meaning Ill beat you at golf or well race a golf cart and ill beat you childish nonsense.

I like that people are saying your opening up to things they wouldnt think you be like marijuana..its good that he being open minded, more open to change... unlike JD Vance, that dude needs get outside his tighty whitey box, explore like dora the explorer not just stick to just white, explore different cultures, backgrounds etc.

Its like you can tell JD vance is hella vanilla goes to an ice cream shop, goes to a sandwich shop. That's something Biden had already done and JD Vance doing same behavior as Biden. Like for real dude, what an amateur, visit local parlors,cmon man. Whats JD vance favorite ice cream? Vanilla with sprinkles lol..

That's shit so white, how bout something different, make the change, encourage people from other cultures hey your message is we welcome everyone, but his public appearance/campaign trailing shows otherwise.. He seems frustrated so who knows on his debate, i think walz will win he has that fake ass lie of enthusiasm going on,walking out like actor tom cruise/ Chris farley show me the money selling that bullshit ..My money on walz for now on VP debate for now,,but hopully JD vance proves the voters and myself wrong...

Something out of your comfort zone.

[fictionfixations]

event

at one point i was planning on writing the twst events

but now im not too sure and it feels like it'd just follow the same storyline (even if dialogue parts might be different here and there)

(im probably better off writing the parts that are different, and summarizing the rest. god.)

(..ive written 8000 words of the halloween event. majority of it is literally the introduction of each dorm. and the farthest ive gotten is 1-19. i regret everything. AND i have to write more because i ended up making yuu an existing character, which i hadnt before bc i didnt know what to do with them. so i skipped the whole beginning part. *headbang*)

so anyway here are names.

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Twisted Takes: Spectral Part/ner (ghost bride. this is a little more important because it would've had a hint to who idia's.. okay well this is for a reincarnation series. so it would've had a hint to who idia's reincarnation was without directly spoiling it. ..i like the title i made for this. partner. part/ner. part 'her'.)

Twisted Takes: A Night to Remember (the halloween event. i just wanted to write kalim being scary and showing a bit of his not happy-go-lucky self and surprising everyone, honestly.)

miraculously, though, no one remembers this moment (or if they do they dont pay it any mind. lol. or maybe ill just take it as events running off in an alternate timeline somewhere anyway since they dont play a big part) (..also. i feel like i should say. he's both in the horse club [for self-explanatory reasons] and the pop music club. [also dazzled by lilia's screaming- sorry singing])

Twisted Takes: Endless Fantasy (endless halloween. i think i got so lost trying to understand what was going on in this event. probably wont write them. ...but they got possessed...)

Twisted Takes: Starry ~ Starry ~ Night ~ ☆ (Wish upon a star. (Vincent) Starry Night. the song. title pending. the event feels important but idk)

Starry, starry night Paint your palette blue and grey Look out on a summer's day With eyes that know the darkness in my soul

Twisted Takes: Phantasmagoric Affair Fairy Gala

i have nothing to put here (the one with leona, kalim, and jamil i think. ruggie too but he's not the one dancing. like cmon some jamikali dancing hehehe. remembering their reincarnations cause this is spring. .....and book seven takes place near-ish or during spring i cant remember. but ..)

ignore the events that are missing

(watching someone play glorious masquerade. the twistune with them dancing has won me over it looks so fun, agh..)

[lestappenwdc]

Australia unserious serious race overview

If you're new here i decided to do a short recap of each race after it's done on here, mostly for my own sake so I dont forget what happened in each race.

This recap will be less unserious since the results were 😐 not by my liking and I have serious topics to cover.

Bahrain part 1 Bahrain part 2 Jeddah part 1 Jedah part 2

Australia will be 1 part under a cut

1. Ferrari

Oohhh boy. Do I have thoughts.

Most of my thoughts are summed up in this post I made discussing how Charles not attacking was not due to team orders and how attacking would not have helped him. Now I'd rather move on from this since every time I think about who won I want to cry.

I am really pissed off today but not because of ferrari and team orders but because the one time charles is out of the front row in 8 races Max DNFs thus giving everyone else a chance. I know, I know I should want Charles to beat Max on track and that's probably what Charles wants also BUT it does not erase the fact that cs55 is so lucky with his front row starts that he is now 2/2 qualis he was better than Charles in the last 10 races that lead to Max/Red Bull having issues. What kind of luck do you have on your side? And can the rest of us get some?

On the positive side Charles is now closer in the championship to Max than any driver has been probably since Bahrain 2023 lol. And I will choose to look on the bright side and remember that after Singapore Charles obliterated Carlos in every single race and hope that this one sparks a similar fire in him. You got this Charlie.

2. Mclaren

They were good I guess. They had no one to fight with thanks to Mercedes. I feel like they had a slightly better race than the last 2. I will not talk about the team orders since they did undercut Lando with Oscar's strategy in the beginning. So I have.. no opinion on it. Especially since Oscar made a big mistake towards the end that everyone kinda overlooked with everything that happened after. He would not have been on the podium either way. He lost a lot of seconds there I dont remember how much but it was a lot. Lando would've overtaken for sure.

3. Aston Martin

Stroll had an amazing drive here 🙌. I like to hate on him sometimes but not today. Amazing quali amazing drive great points.

Alonsos move in the end? Extremely dangerous to do on a street track surrounded by walls. I'm happy he got the penalty (although I didn't expect 20 fucking seconds????? Idk what is happening with the penalties being so harsh this year but I like it)

4. Red Bull

Poor Maxie. We are so not used to seeing this that it felt like a fever dream. What the fuck happened? And on the race he was supposed to match his streak 😭. Anyway he'll live. At least now he gets to fight Charles (yes I'm delulu what about it)

Perez was invisible. Were RB slow here or is Perez just mid? Well I guess we'll never know (but we can take a wild guess). He could not pass the Mclarens? Really?

5. RB

YUKI TSUNODA THE MAN THAT YOU ARE!!!!!! I can not explain to you guys how happy I am with 6 points for Yuki jgjejxjwnd that's insane.

Daniel did ok I guess. He had a more difficult drive too but I only care about Yuki today. So so happy.

6. Haas

Did you guys see this drive by both Haases? Did you see what they did? They climbed the most out of everyone. Both in the points????? How did we get here? I don't know but I love it. Hulk is for some reason growing on me more and more. So is Kevin. Idk what happened. Double points for Haas. Who would've thought. Amazing. So excited for them.

7. Williams

James Vowles I'm in your walls. Men will do nothing but disappoint. Would Logan have done better than Alex? Probably not. Is it okay what they did to him? Absolutely not. And they didn't even manage to get a singular point. Disgusted disappointed and flabbergasted. Was it worth it James? Cos I don't think it was. Wasnit worth it for Alex to lose respect in Logans eyes? I don't think so either. And before someone goes but it wasn't Alex fault. If I was in Logans place I would lose respect for Alex for allowing this to happen I said what I said. I would never consider him on my side anymore if I ever did.

This coupled with Alex saying he'd rather have a teammate that's bad so he can get all the praise? Falling lower and lower. Not yet daniel-lando-carlos level of low, far from it, but still dissapointed in him.

8. Alpine

Woohoo can you believe they are not last on my list for once? They did something guys!!! The thing they did is they are not BOTH dead last. Only Este is. AND no one dnfed. Actually there is not much to celebrate. Next race I guess

9. Sauber

Idk what was in the air in Bahrain but Sauber are getting worse and worse. Zhou has completely disappeared. Bottas had another 1 min pit stop (what is it with bottas and put stops?????) And they were just... they were bad. This is starting to look very similar to last year and they gave me hope for .2 seconds for NOTHING!

10. Mercedes

Damn. Where do I start. So nice of Hamilton to park his car in solidarity of Max dnf ing. We love a supportive king. In all seriousness tho (because this is a serious race overview) Mercedes suck. The car sucks. First engine failure of the year and its their own car 3 races into the season. It's not looking good at all.

George oh my god. On one side it's funny bc this exact same thing happened in Singapore? That's insane? I'm ready to light some candles about how crazy it is. On another more important side, it was so so scary. The placement of his car was so dangerous. His radio was so devastating. I cant even imagine sitting there in the middle of the road and just waiting for a car to hit you at 300kmph without being able to do anything about apart for yell for a red flag and hope they listen. So traumatic. I hope he's okay mentally after this. I know these people are stronger than us and their relationship with death and fear is different than mine but this cannot be easy. God I have tears in my eyes just writing about it. Poor George 🥺

That's it. Thank you for reading. There is not conclusion to this I simply covered everything ND my thoughts on everyone 😌

[doodlebeeberry]

The Right Ascension of Pluto

stones passed her by, some pebbles, some taller than herself, most—if not all—of those moseying past her face shimmering with tiny flecks of mica under the light of her screen. She tapped one with her singed toe, watching as it spun slowly before flopping back and watching the swirl of stars that’d appeared overhead while she’d been out. And she waited. And waited. And waited and waited and waited and waited and wondered idly if she was still moving at all. The stars hardly seemed to change. “It can't take him this long, he should have called back by now.” She checked her clock. It had been fifteen long, arduous minutes since he’d hung up. "Oh."

an old oc story from last year i forgot to post here! ft. a robot oc im very fond of

ao3

CoCo was tiny, at least by human standards.

A given, seeing as she’d never physically grown. She changed, certainly, from replacing her casing to cracking her screen, but, try as she might, she couldn’t push beyond the 5’3” she was stuck with; her hardware simply couldn’t.

But that was fine, in her view. She’d grown accustomed to the two-foot height difference early on, and, quite frankly, couldn’t imagine herself being anything closer to average.                          

It even came with its advantages, allowing her to sneak off without regard or blame the faultiness of her neck’s artificial nerves on her constant looking up rather than her avoidance of proper maintenance and general disrepair.

Did she sometimes need to jump on tables to get people’s attention? Sure. Was she always the one overlooked in headcounts? Of course! But it was all unimportant in comparison.

Most of the time she didn’t mind being small.

Most, however, was underlined. Italicized. Written in bold. Whatever you’d need to bring it emphasis.

Most of the time, she didn’t mind.

Not always.

Certainly not now.

She was dwarfed by the cosmos around her, which always seemed as tiny as her from the ground. The distance, she reasoned, had often left her dreaming of balancing the stars on her fingers like grains of sand, or hoping to catch an asteroid in her hand.

Now, floating in the infinite, hundreds—no, thousands —of kilometers away from everything, all alone, she felt...small.

Petite.

Minuscule to a degree she hadn’t felt since she was young, facing the solar system for the first time.

How did she keep getting herself in these situations?

Why?

She was all alone. No supplies, no communications. Staring down the scraps of a ruined ship. She was small. She was scared. She—

—she needed to move before she got nailed by an asteroid the size of her living room.

She scrambled to push against the scraps of debris, leaving hardly a hair between her heels and the giant flaming rock hurtling past and a slight singe on her plating that she ignored in favor of fumbling for the severed right arm attempting to drift away.

As though in reply, the mangled wires sparked at her. Spindly tendrils of fear ensnared her for a passing moment as the universe around her nearly stilled. She sighed, the sound compressed and riddled with static.

“Alright, note,” CoCo said to the vast expanse of space, “don’t ruminate in an

active asteroid field.”

She turned her head upwards, closing her eyes and mumbling, “unless you wanna lose another limb.”

A beat passed and she opened her eyes, searching the distance for a ship, for any sign of life at all. A menagerie of stars stared back, framing a green smear in the center. Unremarkable from here, sure, but she’d seen pictures of the distant galaxy in the past, a careful dance of greens and pinks and blues, light as silk, hot as fire, lovely as a galaxy could be.

She chose to ignore it, curling into herself and inspecting her damaged right arm instead. Wires dangled from one end, plating scuffed and scratched, fingers curled slightly inwards. The sight reminded her of the keen ache living around the elbow joint where it was once connected. She shook her head and pushed the sensation away, hugging the arm closer. The damage was bad, but not irreparable.

She counted herself lucky. It could have been worse.

“Ok,” she breathed. “Let’s try this again.”

Her antennae twitched and shifted, mirrored by the slight twists of her head, leaning in every direction, searching. Her brow furrowed as she hummed, attempting to concentrate.

It didn’t take long for her volume to grow until she was nearly screaming in frustration.

“Gh—no! This isn’t working!” Her arm shot to her side as the empty socket sparked.

“There is nothing out here, meaning there shouldn’t be anything interrupting my signal! Or anyone else’s for that matter! So why. Isn’t. This. Working?!”

The vastness didn’t reply.

“Bah!”

She drooped, limp with defeat, bits of stone and metal passing by.

“So, this is it? I’m just gonna float here until my battery runs out?”

A meteor darted by a few feet away, displacing scraps of metal and sending them in her direction. One—a bundle of copper cables melted together—slowed to a near stop in front of her screen.

“Yeah, that sounds about right.”  

Laying back, she allowed the debris to make its way past her, brushing her antenna in the process. Sensations, familiar in the discomfort they brought her, bubbled up from her core. Something within her bleeped, but she disregarded it completely.

Drawing the limb as close as she could, she watched the wirers spark.

“I wonder if the girls even know I’m out here. Or my brother. Or my folks.”

She looked to the distant ruined ship. Her processor spun, screen flickering, fans humming louder to fill the space.

“I hope—“

Something hit her square in the head, silencing her. She would have tried to guess what it was, if not for the fact that it brought her every last system to a sudden halt.

Something was beeping. Less of a beep, really, and more of a shrill, inconsistent screeching blaring right in her ears. It wormed into her ears and made her want nothing more in the solar system than to turn off the alarm clock shrieking in her head.

Her cameras blinked on, staring out into near-empty space. A moment passed, and her senses cleared up enough to decipher the noise, not as a beeping, but a comprehensible message.

‘ Incoming call from— ‘

She answered. Her arm-socket sparked, driven by a largely unconscious action.

“Hello, yes? What is it? What do you want?” she chirped, curt, attempting to kick her

sleepy memory into high gear.

“Shouldn’t I be asking you that?”

Snapping like a rubber band, her mind scrambled to fill in the gaps in response to the achingly familiar voice. She jumped, fumbling for a moment not to lose her arm to the gaping maw of the ceaseless vacuum pressing in on her from all sides. Loneliness crept in along the tail-end of her memories, but she pushed it away, the blanket of ice draped over her shoulders, in favor of slight inklings of excitement and chittered,

“Ixtlilton! Yes, you're—that’s—um-“ —she searched for words—“You heard me?”

“Of course I did, you’ve been screaming in our direction for hours. What’s

going on?”

“I...need your help.”

“Oh?” Something shuffled over the line.

“I’m a bit stuck in space right now. Would you mind coming to get me?

please?”

She imagined him, pausing in whatever idle tasks he was doing to process her words, staring at his wall, or out at the shoreline. Was it sunset now, she wondered, or night? She could never remember how his planet’s rotations worked.

An asteroid passed a few feet away, yet she still flinched back despite the distance.

He broke the silence.

“How did you manage that?”

“A ship crash.” CoCo rubbed the back of her neck. “Long story.”

“How long?”

“Too long.”

“Fair enough. Who else is out there with you?” She could faintly hear a

scratching sound. Ixtlilton preferred paper notes, she knew.

“Nobody. I’m all alone out here.”

The icy feeling returned with a vengeance. He sighed.

“Listen. I'm gonna go get some folks. I'll call you back once we set out. Keep

your tracker on, ok?”

Was her tracker even working?

“Alright. Talk to you in a bit.”

The line went silent.

She waited for a moment, ensuring that he’d actually hung up before poking around in her subconscious settings for her tracker controls, which never failed to give her a headache if she thought about the logistics too long.

Her tracker was off. She went to blink it on.

‘ System damage can render tracker coordinates inaccurate. Do you still

wish to proceed? ’ asked an internal voice. She ignored it, again, in favor of turning it on and scanning the information it relayed.

‘ Right Ascension: 19° 32 ’ 57”

Declination: -22° 20’ 54 ”’

“Sweet creation, that far?” She mumbled, “No wonder nobody’s come by yet.

No one’s here.” She took a moment to finally survey her surroundings properly and found herself somehow more dismayed than before. She’d drifted further out than she first thought, to the point where the only debris from the crash out here was herself. Instead, floating around her were an assortment of stones. Some pebbles, some taller than herself, most—if not all—of those moseying past her face shimmering with tiny flecks of mica under the light of her screen. She tapped one with her singed toe, watching as it spun slowly before flopping back and watching the swirl of stars that’d appeared overhead while she’d been out.

And she waited.

And waited.

And waited and waited and waited and waited and wondered idly if she was still moving at all. The stars hardly seemed to change.

“It can't take this long to get a team. He should have called by now.”

She checked her clock. It had been fifteen long, arduous minutes since he’d hung up.

“Oh. That would make sense.” Unconsciously, she shifted her damaged arm and reached up towards her neck out of nervous habit, fingers meeting mesh rather than the soft cotton of her favorite bandana. She looked down.

“Right. That dog took it.” Her antennas flicked back. “So much for that.”

Cutting off the thought, she checked her battery levels.

‘ Primary battery: 0% ’

Sensible, she thought, she hadn't charged last night. Or was it two nights ago? She didn't bother checking the date.

‘ Secondary battery: 50% ’

“Great. Loving that,” she mused. A small rock slipped into the open socket and buried between the wires, prompting an alert to ring out. She considered it before closing her eyes and letting her thoughts fade away.

Nothing she could do about it for now.

“This is bad.” CoCo fretted, darting through the ship. Emergency lights pulsed overhead, illuminating everything the glow of her screen couldn't reach. The rapid thump of her footsteps and titter of her voice broke up what would otherwise be an eerie silence.

“This is bad this is bad this is so, so -”

A clamor rang out behind her. To her left.

She stumbled through the doorway into the cockpit, the massive ghost of a Cerberus looming over the controls a few feet away. It turned to her. Two heads yapped in tandem, the third growling. A scrap of purple fabric hung off one of the left-most head’s teeth. She reached at the empty spot below her neck, finding, as she expected, nothing. The ground shook as it barked.

“I can't understand you!” she cried, “I can't speak dog! But—but you can understand me, yeah?”

She cautioned a step forward. Its ears fell back.

“And I can tell your upset, and angry, and—and confused,” she gestured lightly as she spoke. “But that's—that’s ok! If you just step away from the controls I can help you!”

It lifted a single ear, growling inoffensively. She took another step forward.

“Y-yeah! We’ll find someone you can talk to. We’ll figure out why you’re here!”

Leaning slightly back, she extended her hand, palm open and out. She watched her fingers shake.

“I can help you feel better. Just—“

The room was bathed in yellow, neon and blinding, and the speakers blared the message painting every screen on the control panel.

‘Warning:’

The ship buckled beneath them, throwing her forward.

The creature was nowhere to be seen.

‘entering asteroid f—‘

A loud blaring filled her mind yet again, yanking her out of sleep mode and into reality.

‘ Incoming— ‘

She answered, dragging her thoughts back to the present.

“Hello?”

“Hey, we’ve set out.” Ixtiltion said, his tone steady, “Is your

tracker on?”

“Yeah, should be.”

“Alright, give me just a second.”

And so she waited, allowing the weightless nature of space to spin her slowly as she kicked off a stray rock. Her battery had dropped 2% throughout her slumber.

“My word that’s a distance,” Ixtiltion muttered. “were it not for the situation I’d say I’m impressed.”

“Thanks?”

“Don’t mention it. But how’d you manage to throw yourself to the edge of the

System?”

“A ship crash. Didn’t I tell you that earlier?” She forgot about the damaged limb for a moment in favor of putting a hand to her chin in contemplation. “I could’ve sworn I did.”

“No, I know that, but why? How?” He asked, “manned vessels don’t go through that

area, at least not recently. So what’re you doing all the way out there?”

She snatched back her arm, which floated in front of her face.

“I never said I was on a manned ship, necessarily.”

“..Did you have permission at least?”

“Nnnnooo?” she answered, failing to make it sound remotely positive.

The comment hung in the air.

“CoCo, that’s illegal.”

Thirty minutes later she passed a crumbling planet wrapped in a thin yellow ring. The few rocks around her now were all much bigger than herself, colored a dull gold. She stuck out.

“How long have you been out there, anyway?” he asked.

“I don’t know, a day?” She checked her calendar, hoping it was right. “No, wait, make

that two days.”

A beat.

“Why didn’t you call?”

“My caller client’s still busted.” She chirped sheepishly. She could see him

clearly in her mind again, shaking his head.

“Good creation we need to get you fixed.”

She laughed, short and devoid of humor, hyper-aware of the ache in her shoulder.

“Yeah, probably.”

Several hours passed, interspersed by idle conversation as she drifted, waiting and waiting and waiting. During that time she decided she didn’t want to go stargazing for a good long while. She took to tracing the near-invisible seams of her arm, counting the rivets and answering her brother’s questions.

Her battery sat at 30%, driving her to wonder why it always seemed to drain so quickly while on call. A matter to tend to when she got home, she supposed.

She froze.

Something passed overhead, vaguely defined by the shadows.

It flew in wide circles, never moving too far off its path.

It was familiar, she realized. She knew it. She’d seen it before.

Her mind connected the dots for the worst.

Driven by a flurry of half-formed panic, she scrambled from rock to oddly-colored rock, ducking behind one that hid her from view.

She’d lost her arm in the rushing. Noth that she’d noticed.

It circled overhead once more before diving and driving a fearful bleep from her that was mercifully lost to the vacuum. She clung to the stone, trembling, dread welding her into place.

She hoped, against all hope, that she was too small for their Cerberus to see.

“Where are you?”

She flinched at her brother’s question, her speakers muted.

“CoCo?”

She couldn’t reply.

“Is your tracker broken?”

Goodness, she fretted, why was he still talking?

“Either that or mine is. I can’t see you.”

Boiling waters of frustration bubbled in her, desperate for him to—

“Are we even still connected? Hello?”

“ Stop talking! ” she whisper-yelled, ducking lower.

“Well, that—“

“Stop!”

“—answers that, but—“

“Sshhh!”

“—why are you shushing me?”

“Because it’ll hear you! Or hear me talking to you!”

“‘It?’ What do you mean ‘it’?”

That caught her attention, pushing back her fear in favor of confusion. Slowly, she reached for the top of the stone and pulled her head over the threshold just high enough to see where the horrible creature had been.

“There’s..nobody there?” She squeaked, pushing herself further out from behind the wall.

“of course not. Almost nobody comes out here.”

“Wh—but”—she stammered, drifting into the now-empty space, antennas

twitching—”the creature, the dog! It was right here!”

“Are you alright? You not making sense.”

Twisting to and fro she stared into the same speckled void she’d spent the past few days drifting through. Eventually, she stopped, nabbing her crinkled left antenna and tugging it nervously. She’d seen it. She’d seen it! Where could it have—

Something touched her head.

Terrified, she jumped back and turned towards whatever the perpetrator was.

Or who it was, in this case, as she came face to face with Ixtiltion, a thin frown cutting through the white background of his screen, an inversion of her own color palette, one hand outstretched, the other clinging to the creature he sat on.

The weight of a train smacked her in the form of a realization that, perhaps, should have dawned on her much earlier, visible only in the twitch of her right shoulder and a minute flicker of her screen.

A marvel of modern technology she is, she thought, and this is what you get.

“Well,” he said, pulling his arm back under his old pink shawl, “I was right about one

thing: You look awful. And what happened to your arm?”

It was at this point that she remembered she’d lost track of it and looked to her now-empty hand.

“I must’ve lost it.”

A beat.

“Must-have? What do you mean by ‘must-have’? Didn’t you notice?”

“I knew it was gone, I just”— she waved her hand—“lost it? No, wait. Misplaced it?

That’s not quite…” she rambled on and on. Not unfondly Ixtiltion rolled his eyes and once more reached out to CoCo.

“Ok, stop before you run your battery dry.”

She was only at 25% now.

“Sorry, I’m just..” she gestured in place of words. He followed the logic with ease.

“Don't worry about it. Let’s just get you home.”

She smiled, taking the offered hand and allowing him to pull her up, the creature casting a glance at the passengers before taking off.

Truth be told, CoCo couldn’t quite call herself relieved. Not yet. The chance to finally relax somewhat was much appreciated, but something still sat on her shoulders, prickling at her open socket.

She peeked behind her, at the wide-open nothingness they’d left behind.

There was nothing there.