#finally somewhat concious

[morganski-19]

Chills Right to the Marrow Part 12

part 1, prev part

The Chief walks into the hospital room the next day in full uniform. Pulling out his key ring and setting the key in the lock. The cuffs open, clacking against each other as he takes them back.

Eddie is free.

“I owe you an apology, I should have taken these off a long time ago.”

Wayne looks at the Chief, wondering if he should be grateful or angry. “Why happed with the feds?”

“They agreed to point the other way. Still looking for a fall guy, but it won’t be your nephew. I made sure of that.”

“Thank you.”

The Chief huffs. “Don’t be thanking me. You should thank Harrington, he really knocked some sense into my head.”

That seems to happen often. Through his actions, the way that he talks to people. The way that he’s respected Wayne’s boundary to leave him and Eddie alone. The way he cares for Dustin. Cares for Eddie even when Wayne didn’t want him too. Fought for the things he knew were true, never giving up.

Wayne really needed to talk to him.

“I hear he’s been getting better,” the Chief continues. Taking the seat next to Wayne.

Wayne nods. “Yeah, wakin’ up slowly. Should be able to talk again in a few days.”

The Chief nods. “I know I was really dragging my feet to get the cuffs off, but my offer still stands. If you need anything, feel free to give me a call. I still can’t tell you everything that happened, but as time goes on, you’re going to have a lot of questions. I can hopefully give you some answers. Lend a hand when you need me to.”

There’s going to be a lot of things that Wayne will never understand. Life has shown him that already. There were things that he didn’t understand before and learned to.

He can do it all again. Try to ignore the need for answers and try to understand. Have the patience he had when Eddie was younger. As he was learning how to be the person Eddie needed him to be.

“I appreciate that, Chief.”

“Please, just call me Jim.”

Jim leaves a little after that. Giving Wayne some space. He goes on a walk a little while later. Wanting some fresh air. Coming back to see Dustin heading down the hall, Steve sitting peacefully in the waiting room. Looking a hell of a lot better than yesterday.

“Can I talk to you?” Wayne sits down across from him. Ready to actually have a conversation with him for once.

Steve sits up a bit straighter, trying to make a better impression. “Yeah, sure.”

Wayne clears his throat. “I owe you an apology. You never gave me a reason to treat you the way I did and it was harsh of me to assume things about you. It’s not an excuse, but I was angry at a lot of things and seein’ you walk out of here fine while Eddie’s not. . . It was an easy thing for me to be mad at.”

“I don’t blame you. I think I would have reacted the same if it was my kid in Eddie’s position. You really have nothing to apologize for.”

“But I do,” Wayne insists. “You all clearly went through something that I don’t fully understand. I had no right to keep you from seeing him.”

Steve has a look a mix emotions. Like he’s fighting between gratitude and sorrow. “Would it be ok if I saw him now?”

Wayns nods. Walking down the hall with Steve to Eddie’s room, letting him sit in the chair next to him. He swears that he sees tears start to form in Steve’s eyes, but he blinks them away before he can confirm.

“Where’s the kid?” Wayne asks.

Steve clears his throat. “Visiting Max. She’s doing a lot better now.”

“That’s good.”

“He looks so different,” Steve says after a break of silence. “Like the energy of him was sucked out.”

Wayne nods, having felt the same way for a long time.

“I know I didn’t know him that long, but.” Steve takes a breath. “During that week, he was really starting to feel like someone who could become a friend. I was really looking forward to becoming his friend.”

“What happened to him?” Wayns asks, desperate. “What happened to you?”

Steve meets his eyes, a troubled look resting on his face. The want to tell him but the knowledge that he can’t. “I wish I could tell you, but I legally can’t. I know that probably doesn’t make it better.”

“It doesn’t. But I appreciate you trying.”

Dustin comes in and reads his chapter like he always does. Having to pull up another chair since Steve stole his. They leave shortly after it’s done. Giving Wayne a few minutes to himself before he has to leave for work.

He leans closer to Eddie’s bed, placing a hand on the empty bar. Afraid to touch him, to do anything to make him worse. But he hasn’t said much in the days he’s been here. Too hopeless to imagine that Eddie could hear him. Today, he decides to try.

“Hey, kid. I’m sorry that I haven’t talked to you much in the past week. You must think there’s somethin’ up. That you did somethin’ to make me not talk to you. That’s not the case.”

Fear like this is something that Wayne never wanted to experience. Losing a child is something that a parent never wanted to even think about. Let alone live through. And while Eddie isn’t technically Wayne’s kid, he is in all the ways that matter.

“Truth is, I was scared. I thought I lost you so many times in the past few weeks. Each time I came in here, I thought would be the day that the nurses told me you were really gone. That I lost my son.”

Words get choked in Wayne’s throat as tears fall down his face. Things he’s been too afraid to say all coming out at once.

“But I didn’t. You’re still here. And you’re gettin’ better and I am so proud of you.”

Eddie opens his eyes, looking toward Wayne. His fingers tense, raising slightly towards Wayne’s hand. Wayne places his hand on top of Eddie’s squeezing it tight.

“Nothin’ you could do could ever make me not proud of you.”

next part

Note: I’m not crying, you’re crying. Jesus why do I do this to myself. Also this concludes chapter three, now posted on my ao3. Back to Dustin's POV in the next part

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[mephistopheleswasrobbed]

We've entered into the secon half of the series and an end to the torture is nowhere in sight. What is in sight however is gay shit so let's talk about it.

1

Let's get the biggest thing out of the way first. The show was very clearly asking us to draw a parallel between Home and Peach, and Phoom and Vicha. You know, actual, explicitly in gay love couple Phoom and Vicha.

Their story obviously resonates a lot for our boys. Here is Dr. Phoom, a man who - is kind of responsible for the death of the man he loved - had somewhat moved on with his life only to find out later that said man he loved had died because of him - is here now, even later still, to apologise for that to the man who died. If that's not something Home can relate to, I don't know what is. On the other side we have Vicha, who - was abandoned and left to die by the man he loved - was unable to hear that mans explanation because of his interfering family, that was more worried about reputation than his happiness, and because he was in the moment too overwhelmed by the betrayal to give him a chance to explain. Which clearly mirrors Peach's story. (Thers's also the parallel of the class difference as Phoom seems to be at least middle, likely upper middle class by birth while Vicha seems to have lived at the dance school which would imply him to be the instructor's son or an orphan/otherwise family-less kid the instructer took in. Either way he was certainly not rich.) (And I guess Vicha knowing more about cooking than Phoom is also a parallel and also another indication of their different economic backgrounds.)

Dr. Phoom apologises for not being brave enough to tell Vicha what he wanted to tell him (which was also Home's problem)

And then Dr. Phoom finds out Vicha finally heard his apology but he's still sticking around and he says that's enough for him which prompts Home to look at Peach (again) because that is kind of what he hopes for. That he gets to properly apologise to Peach and that Peach will still be around afterwards.

Just like Dr. Poom he doesn't want to exocise his ghost, he wants to talk to him.

2

Home fully acknowledges Pangpang as his baby sister (in law) in his contacts.

3

Pangpang's viewers are devastated at their ship having sunk.

4

They're being annoying talking by way of Pangpang even though they stand right next to each other. Which is also a classic trope for fighting couples (though it does admittedly also get used for friends sometimes)

5

Fully adult man Dr. Phoom knows a lover's quarrel when he sees one.

6

Peach knows that to facilitate communication between two lovers he needs to at least somewhat communicate with his own.

7

For some reason their solution is to cosplay as dance students. And then they, of course, proceed to look at each other while making the "love" gesture.

We had previously seen Vicha do the same.

Looking at them doing that prompted Dr. Phoom to think of his own young love. He has definitely clocked what's going on here (though obviously he has more important things to worry about than some strangers relationship problems)

8

Now this is certainly not something you'd say if the end goal was friendship

9

Peach is using the same pic for Home's contact as Home is using for his, just zoomed in on a different place. And he has Home saved as DANGER DO NOT ANSWER! They're so annoying.

10

Pangpang is very happy her parents might be getting back together

11

Meanwhile Home is sitting at a bar, crying about calling Peach like he got dumped. (Which he did. For good reason.)

12

We've seen so far that the ghosts are very limited. They are not fully concious and aware beings, rather they are "caught" in their desires at the moment of their death, they pretty much move solely with the goal of fulfilling their last wish. More like a broken record stuck in a loop than a living being that has multiple options to act and react to whatever happens around it.

It is noteworthy therefore that Home's ghost continued his journey to Peach as that makes this his biggest desire at the moment he fell into a coma.

Unfortunately it seems that he can't speak. Although Peach wouldn't be able to hear him anyway, so maybe all he wanted was to see Peach one more time. We'll see next episode how similar or not Home's ghost is to the others since Home is not completely dead. For now the biggest difference is that he still looks normal.

No Lesbian Corner this week because they didn't interact. Kan was gone being shady for most of the episode.

[myfruitlessthorns]

𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐝 𝐨𝐟 𝐬𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐛𝐢𝐫𝐝𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐧𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐬, 𝐅𝐎𝐌𝐎 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐟𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥-𝐚𝐫𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐞𝐨𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐬

as an 18-year-old, 2006 baby, most of my fandoms were in their prime long before i was even cognisant. i mean, merlin had finished by the time i had just started school, superwholock was thriving away as i obliviously flicked from the ludicrous image of matt smith dancing away in the tardis to sherlock babbling away to john on the bbc, and even by the time i'd hit secondary school, i was left with the tail ends of pretty little liars. i can just remember so desperately binging the entire show at the ripe age of 11, just to catch the shitty season finale and exactly on time for the enraged twitter afterparty. living like this, i've somewhat made peace with the fact that i am a sort of fangirl-archaeologist, sifting away happily through the dusty ruins of once great and mighty fandoms and finding the occasional relic hidden - fantastically written fanfiction.net smut hidden amidst the rubble of mid 2010s jhutch whistle edits.

however, bitter as i am, nothing - and i repeat - *nothing* has given me such enraging, all consuming FOMO as the ballad of songbirds and snakes. 

picture the scene. its 2020. a young, 14-year-old tisha has just finished the hunger games trilogy. she adores it, and to her luck, the brilliant suzanne collins has decidedly published a prequel just as she tucks mockingjay away, back into her bookshelf. perfect timing, right? i just remember the feeling of 'i cant wait to read it!' battling away with 'except it's covid so i cant' and one of my friends had pre-ordered it anyway, so i was determined to get my hands on a copy as soon as lockdown was over. 

except, after lockdown finished, came gcses and after gcses finished came a levels and it was then, amidst personal statements and entrance exams and oxbridge applications that *it* came out. the ballad of songbirds and snakes: the fucking film. i was long out of my hunger games phase; i dont think i considered even quickly flicking through the novel before going to the theatres. im a purist like that - book before film always - but i just didnt have time to read it and so, completely oblivious to the fact that i was alive and concious, missing the hunger games renaissance when every other teenager was obsessing over tom blyth and making fan edits of rachel zegler and listening to the soundtrack on repeat, i decided to save the book till after a levels.

and what a fucking mistake. 

the fact that i could’ve revelled in the prime of tbosas fandom in live time and been there at its peak!!! and that i fucking missed it???? everyone i knew watching that masterpiece play out in theatres and now, i have to sit and listen to you all reminiscing about november 2023 not knowing what that felt like, envying the fyp full of coriolanus snow edits and the fresh off the cut late night interviews with the cast that you all got to experience. in fact, the movie has aged just enough to be declared a ‘phase’ by everyone that was there in at its peak. and its driving me up the wall, because the worst part of all this is i have no one to talk to share my burning obsession with, knowing well, that 11 months ago, half the internet would’ve happily shared it with me.

so please, tbosas fans, if there are any of you still active, if you empathise with the plight of listening to ‘cant catch me now’ on repeat whilst pretending to be lucy gray - lets be mutuals. please.

-a girl going slightly insane.

(on a side note, i have sincerely learnt from my mistakes and will not, by ANY means, be leaving sunrise on the reaping to the last minute. i just hope its as good as tbosas!!!! in suzanne collins, we trust!)

[linalavender]

[Spoilers] One Piece 1120: The Robot, Odas editor making some comments and some wild theories from that.

Quick absolutely "What are you on" kinda theory before I pass out

Here the Giant robot is pretty heavily implying he has a sort of last resort option up his sleeve that has to be saved for "The time" and I think I have an idea of what that is.

Odas editor recently said in an interview the following:

"It's been stated that Egghead would conclude with a major incident. However, there is still one more big twist to it. I won't say anything else or they'll erase me lol"

And I think that its what The Robot will do that is the big twist.

As the Mother Flame is revealed its analog in the real world is clear, Nuclear Power. And weve seen it be used for destruction too, but that was powering a weapon, but I believe it can be just as destructive to "Let it out" if its protetive shell too.

I beleive the Robot is also powered by a Mother Flame, and in this final act, Unleash it and basically cause a Nuclear Meltdown and subsequent explosion. The final twist of Egghead and its shocking end, The explosion killing nost of the Islands inhabitants and its infrastructure. Punk Records, York, The other Motherflame. All of it. The Gorosei might be harmed but they will be fine. The attrocity will be pinned on the Strawhat Crew and the world will be in Shock.

Is Oda willing to take this turn or is it maybe abit to heavy having Luffy be somewhat responsible for an atrocity like that? I dont know but hey im writing this in some tired barely concious state lol

[justakiro]

𝙔𝙊𝙐 𝙎𝙏𝘼𝙉 𝙒𝙃𝙊?

୨୧ — ꒰IDOL! Twst Dorm Leaders x FAN! Reader(part one)

୨୧ — ꒰One of their most beloved, and loyal fans which the idols adore to the core suddenly found out that they also Stan their rival/enemy!

Ft. Azul, Kalim, Vil,

୨୧ — ꒰PART TWO

୨୧ — ooc?

{masterlist}

Azul

Huh

He would completely get confused, like what do they have that HE doesn't

He would get a tad bit insecure because how you Stan his rival/enemy! But, he's Azul. He would always have his ways to shaping something to what he wants.

He's alot busier with doing his shows and along with paperwork, but he cannot let his beloved be swayed away!

Spends time with you alot more, especially in public. To let the rumors know that his beloved is taken by him only

Gets a bit uncomfortable when you mention his rival/enemy and changes the subject drastically

Kalim

What rival/enemy?

He's too nice for his own good that he can't even notice how some other idols get jealous because of how rich and popular he is in the industry

Would only get aware of his rival/enemy because of his long term friend and assistant manager jamil

Becomes more careful and concious that some people don't like him as much as normal

You know what really makes him uncomfortable? His beloved (Name) and number one fan getting hit on by other idols!

He likes to share, but Jamil warned him that those are bad people. So he would cling onto you 24/7 to make sure they don't get close! (cue kalim wanting to hire 6 bodyguards for you)

Vil

He's dissapointed and somewhat disgusted TO THE CORE

Cue Vil almost breaking his sunglasses he was wearing from hearing his enemies name come out of your mouth

He tells you to forget about them and instead focus on him, you are his number one fan after all!

Rehearses some of the scenes in his shows with you, to make an effort on getting rid of the thought of his enemy on your mind

He wouldn't allow you to go to his enemies concerts or shows, but would always make it up to you in the most creative ways!

A/n: Yay I finally reached 125 followers! :D thank you for the support even tho my posting is slow, I'll try to crack up more ideas!

[dumborangecat]

VAGUE FIONNA AND CAKE FINALE SPOILERS

(but it’s mostly me ranting about betty)

I’m actually never gonna get over betty constantly being sidelined by the writers, like ever

I love simon, he’s amazing, 10/10 babygirl, But god i wish we got more of Betty, She’s such a good complex character with so much potential to be used for more then she is.

She’s got serious character character flaws with the possibility for her to work on them, she has a great personality that would mesh well and create great interactions with other characters, she has interesting relationships (platonic or not) with seveveral characters and the potential for more, and she has such an interesting position in OOO.

Like simon she was thrust into this magical world and out of her normal mundane one, but unlike simon she didn’t have a magic crown that made her forget her whole life, or magic powers to blend in with everyone else (at the beginning) She was litterally just a normal gal, and then she became magic, but she didn’t lose herself to the magic (like simon did)! she’s completely concious and aware of all her actions and thoughts and memories, she’s just a bit crazier/more intense. She’s just as crazy and ‘weird’ as all the other Ooo residents, but she isn’t an ‘ooo resident’ she could have such an interesting character arc with feeling as though she doesn’t truly belong in ooo, and how she doesn’t want to instead only wanting to go back to her time, but being forced to stay in ooo anyway. But unlike simon she wouldn’t be (somewhat) complacent in her life, she wouldn’t be a miserable old woman, she would be mad! and angry! and try whatever she has too to go back! (just like she does for simon!)

but we don’t get that. We explore her character, and her motivations, and personality, but solely (with the exception of maybe ONE episode) through the lense of her relationship with simon. We don’t see what she’s like in her other platonic relationships. For all we know she could be just as a much of a mother-character as simon is a dad one, but we can’t be sure, because we’re never shown that. Throughout the entire show Betty is almost always only important as ‘Simon’s fiance’ ‘Someone trying to save Simon’ ‘A tormented gal mourning her fiance’ Never ‘Magic woman’ ‘THE ONE TO SUMMON GOLB??’ or even just ‘betty’.

Pretty much the only person to really see her as Betty is Simon, adding to the fact that she is only ever seen through petrigrof’s relationship. And of course simon is the only one to see her! She has 0 deep relationships with other characters! Finn and Jake see her as someone who once betrayed them, but also needs help, and thats cool and interesting to possibly explore, but there’s more to betty then that! Marceline sees her as Simon’s super cool fiance who she’s never met but still thinks is great (and is implied she could imagine her as a mother-figure) But betty is more then that!

Betty gets maybe 2 episodes where it’s just her and not Simon aswell (‘You forgot your floaties’, and the mars one i forgot the name of sorry) And both of those are still to do with simon (her working to save simon, and her looking back on her relationship with simon)

And i understand why it’s like this, because while Betty is her own person, with her own personality and interests, she focuses on Simon so much that to everyone else she really isn’t anything other then Simon’s fiance. I love petrigrof and how obsessed they are with eachother, it’s poetic, and romantic, and self destructive and i love it; but Simon is just as obsessed with Betty as she is with him, yet he gets his own character arcs, his own deep and meaningful relationships (Marceline, Finn, even Fionna maybe) while betty doesn’t.

Magic woman could have been a great character, who in her quest to save simon ends up making similar connections with people, she could have tried getting marceline to help her with simon, and they could have a great complicated relationship (Wirh marceline wanting to save him too, but also being able to accept that for now he’s the ice king, and betty being completely unable to do that, too determined to save him to realise that she is somewhat hurting ice king, which would piss off marceline) She could have kidnapped or forced other (probably background) characters to help her save simon (JUST LIKE SIMON KIDNAPS AND KILLS CHOOSE GOOSE TO SAVE BETTY!) But we don’t get that.

Even if all her other connections revolve around or have something to do with simon, it would have been great for her to actually have other connections. for her to have like 1 friend atleast. Even if she doesn’t get any of that, and remains as ‘simons fiance’ it would have been great to atleast see her more! Even as just a teeny tiny apearance in episodes, as just a background character with like 1 scene.

I quite liked the Fionna and cake finale, but more golbetty focus was something i was left really wanting. We get more about the litch then we do golbetty! I get that a lot of the vagueness/mystery around golbetty could be leaving stuff unknown to be explored in potential sequals but still, i wanted to see more of her

I don’t think any of this is betty’s fault, or a flaw of hers, nor do i fully blame the writers, writing stuff is hard! writing a 10 season series with like a bajillion characters and the potential for later spin offs? even harder! Not including Betty as much is understandable. I just wish it wasn’t what happened.

Sorry this was disorganised and super rambly, i just love betty and want to see more of her. She deserves to be seen as the epic girlfailure magic woman she is!!!

[manallandall]

The rat park

Go on outing They got back to the motel, it was late. They were sitting on chairs outside in front of their room’s window. There were a few cars pulling up and leaving. The neighbors were weird. They were talking and laughing about a few of the odd characters. Satan pulled out a cigarette; she’d already had three. Samesh pulled it out of her hand… “Hey!” Satan swiped to get it back. “You’re a little girl now mom, you can’t have as much pleasure as me!” Samesh stuck the cig in her mouth and just let it hang. It was near dark. Finally, one of the guys from the truck stop was walking on over – fresh meat. Samesh (truck driver) pointed him out, walking to his room, giving Satan the little nudge w/ her bow. Satan looked up from her trackphone. “Okay, nice,” she said under her breath. They watched him go in; it didn’t need said, they’d bother him when ready, but for now, holy shit! Was that a loose dog? They sucked in the smoke and night air while all the town got decorated with balls of glowing light. “I’m fat, I’m going to go sleep.” Samesh got up and set down the lighter (they were smoking blunts now), she went in her room and shut the door (didn’t lock it), and left Satan outside, I mean, she was Satan, it didn’t mean much to keep her on a leach, fuck, I’m tired. She passed out really quickly, and only half-winked to notice (in her cloudy sub-concious, somebody come in the room. Satan was going through her luggage, trying to find some nice lingerie, or at least a cool t-shirt with some panties, something like that and disappeared into the hotel bathroom for some serious surgery. Bitch needs help, samesh’s thoughts wandered as she thought about Vue,V(i),Viewer, my little v-v floating above me somewhere in the sky; I should abandon my mom here and let her find this truck driver in her bed in the morning, just totally naked, and her little secrets exposed! Haha, mornonic, I want tx. (Yeah, the plan was to go sleep with him, (the new guy, the fun sport), but there was a knock at the door. Uh, okay? Who’s this? Samesh though, and Satan still had the bathroom door shut, working, must be a hard project!, Fuuuuuuuk Fameshed rolled out of bed and waddled to the door, peeking out the pie-hole. There was a somewhat young asian girl standing there. She opened the door and said “hey, what do you want” in a low grumbly voice. I don’t think that the asian-bitch would have known that she was like, god of the universe or something can I get a break? Okay, fine, you want to come in and sleep with me, with us, fine, it’s late, I don’t care, why are you bothering me, just come on in already bitch.

The girl comes in, doesn’t say much, there is something wrong about her, still young healthy looking but with some type of roughness in her face, was she homeless? Was she abused by family? She was a drug dealer? Just like a psycho or prostitute? Idk, but she made it this far so I will two. The fat fuck just led the way, and said “There, you can have that bed over there, there’s the remote, but don’t play history channel, that shit bothers me and light’s out never, order me pizza in the morning, me and my mom are sleeping over here, not looking for a threesome tonight, uh, there’s money in my wallet if you need, and pretty well didn’t talk to her. So this little neat girl, she just sat carefully on the bed, kinda watching Samesh, it was creepy and annoying, but Trucker rolled on his side facing the other way (and he smelled). She didn’t turn on the tv. In the back of Samesh’s head was like (yep, probably will get murdered now, maybe now, howabout now, eh, who cares!…)

Runs away Satan came out of her room (jk) and froze, uh, wait, who is this, this is not the trade-alliance we had formed, and she soon became friends with her friends “So like are you from town…” and they were chatting it up, sitting close on the bed. Sometime went by, Samesh’s mind drifted and she slept; it was about 1? 1:45? when the door opened with a keycard and Satan can in drunk. “Wake up! Wake up! (the asian bitch was sound asleep under her sheets in the other bed and they left her alone) She hustled the blob. Well, at least I got a few winks, “Are you ready?” “Oh my god mother! You look like a stripper!” “It will only take a minute.” She pulled at the girl’s (rider) hand and they both walked over to room 506. Knock knock knock, Satan shined her phone’s flashlight at the outer curtains. There was no response, and they were lucked-out, when the dude responded. “What’s going on?” he was a weirdo. “My uh, truck broke down a ways back, and the chapel was full, so we were goin’ room to room just lookin’ for a bed, and this is my daughter, Samesh motioned towards the actual Devil.” “Okay, uh, fine yeah, just, sure come on in…” “Thanks,” “Thanks.”

“Dad, I need to piss!” Satan pretended, and Fatso looked up at the other dude, like where is it? The other dude was freaking out like it’s a hotel, the fuck pot is always by the door! And he just looked over that way, and suddenly Samesh fake remembered and said “there it is!” and pointed towards the bathroom. The guy was checking out her perky ass on the way. Now there were two fat fucks in the same room, trying to pretend that they were not alive. “You need the lights? The room owner mentioned. “uh, just for a couple minutes if you don’t mind, the reverse hostages” mentioned. “Cool.” Satan came out of the bathroom with out her bottom on, and was like “uh dad, could you help me flush the toilet” The other dude was looking over wide-eyed. “Satan!, err, I mean dolly, come on over here I told you if you asked me on how to flush the toilet again I would spank you. She bent over ‘in front of her dad’ backwards, with her fat cheeks, and raw legs, and little pecker zone, and all the good stuff like a bright orange on display – ready 4 use. Fatso just kinda drummed on both cheeks pretending it qualified, and the other guy got a boner. “I’m sorry dad!” he kept drumming. “Get on my lap and we’ll talk about it!” She stood up and sat on her dad’s lap and the other guy was like (I should call 911, not really you shouldn’t, but then he was like, I got to be the here, nevermind, lemme watch were this is going…) and she was sitting on his leg, ass raw but naked with the juices, and he started saying “This is where the pee comes out of!” “Where daddy?” Right here!!!!! and he actually touched it with his finger. “Did you pee on the floor again!” “I might have daddy!” “Goddamn it, I am going to spank your pussy, and he started tapping it, and fingering it, and they started making out”. The other guy took off his pants to expose his boner and came on over for some action. Samesh bent over and he stuck his penis in her and the new guy fucked satan (samesh’s old body). Samesh was waiting. Waiting. Just waiting for it. Now, “Fuck her really good, yeah, fuck my daughter, you are doing a great job, and slapped him on the ass – his weiner fell out, and he was scrambling. Let me see that wiener! And fatso was grabbing at the dude’s weiner. The guy threw a block and bent in the center of his body, but fatso pushed him back on the bed from where he threw a few punches, and Samesh mostly blocked them, but then did have to fall face first onto the bed from her attacking momentum, and the guy, rather than getting a weapon, and going to jail or whatever happens (life is life, life is valuable, you don’t need to fight for something that doesn’t exist, save what’s real and what’s in front of you) he opted to run, grabbing a towel that was laying on the dresser on his way out, leaving the door hanging wide open.

Riley spun around to face the naughty imp, “uh, you want coffee?” and they slept in the wrong room that night (in separate beds). In the morning, they checked on their asian expirement. She was out cold.

[sticcmann]

singed headcanons which r probably gonna be disproven when season 2 drops

Feel free to add ur own

- agender, predominantly uses he/him but doesn’t mind any other pronouns. Afab

- did his own top surgery idk how

- demisexual

- divorced with his wife

- grew his daughter in a lab lmao

- blind in that green eye

- goes by “the Doctor” for everyone, Singed is a nickname he got in Silco’s circles after The Incident

- got exiled from Piltover after committing the war crimes in Ionia. Why do I think this is the case? Well bc Ambessa in the MV was shown on the shores of presumably Ionia, plus Swain has his demon hand already in it too.

- I believe the “singed is corin reveck” theory btw

- the way I see it he’s 60 years old in act two but if I’m being real he’s totally 74 or something

- has like three outfits — whatever it is he wore in act 1, whatever it is he wears in act 2-3, and also a sweater. He’d look cool in a sweater he’s a sweater guy you can’t change my mind and it gets cold in the caves

- eight years before act 1 Singed saved Silco after he got almost drowned. That was their first encounter with each other.

- Singed did Silco’s top surgery

- workaholic but that’s a given

- Jinx has asked him for help on her inventions before

the explosion affected him heavily

He had hemorrhage, eye rupture, fractured bones, third degree burns all over his skin, and respiratory issues from breathing in that much smoke and because blast impact

- he is somewhat self concious of the scars hence the scarf

- boosts his physical capabilities with shimmer (consequently why he’s still kicking at 74 with the conditions he lives in, burns he has and the work he does) (did you know he’s actually like 140 in league lore like wow steroids can get you far jkjk)

- no top lip. Taking that into account he probably wasn’t smiling when operating on Jinx. Plus it’s not a Singed arcane thing to do imo

- irdk how the hell he got his hands on vanders body I know the possibilities but none of them appeal to me like that is wild

Now my prediction for the finale of arcane

Singed finally comes out of his cave and the sheer magnitude of that action kills everyone and only singed survives

[adhd-attention-deficit-dumbass]

This might be random and unrelated but I'm a high school senior taking my final exams which in my country determine the next 4 years of my life. it's now 4 days to the start of test season and Despite prepping well and feeling confident I woke up today to an empty mind. The mocks I took today were awful and I can't really speak to my parents about this as we aren't on speaking terms due to my grades seeing a drop before this. I'm consumed by brain fog and lack of motivation and feel completely lost on how to get back to the way I was yesterday, feeling equipped to handle this. My mind floods up with random details from ages ago?? I'm sorry...Kindly advise

Thank you for your question.

First of all, apologies that this reply is insanely late. Depression hit me like a brick wall this past year. I hope your exams went well and that you’re doing okay❤️

It sounds to me like all the pressure to perform is making you really anxious causing you to blank. Some general advice is to try and exercise or go for a walk as studies show it is a very efficient way to lessen anxiety. As well as mindfullness, meditation or any other generic anxiety reducing activity.

On a more specific note anxiety can really mess you up and for me taking walks just don’t cut it.

The most important ”technique” I’ve learned is called SOAS, and I learned it from a swedish book about ADHD. For translation reasons we’ll call it SOAR

It stands for

S-Stop

O-Observe

A-Accept

R-Release/Respond

It works kinda like this:

Whenever you have a strong overwhelming feeling (like anxiety) pause for a moment and stop. Take a couple deep breaths and take a moment to reflect.

Observe what is going on in your mind and body. What are you thinking/feeling? Maybe you feel scared, afraid to dissapoint yourself and/or others. Maybe your heart is racing or your jaw is clenched. Don’t try to stop or correct anything you’re doing just…observe.

Try your best to accept the way you’re feeling right now. Don’t judge yourself or your emotions by labeling them as ”good” or ”bad” emotions just, acknowledge and accept that they exist. ”I am stressed & anxious. Even if I don’t like it. That’s just how it is right now.”

Finally decide whether you’re going to respond to or release your emotions. This can be tricky. It’s not always clear which answer is ”right” in the moment but I’ll explain them both.

Responding to a feeling means we make a concious decision to act upon it. Our feelings exist to protect us and help us navigate the world. If you feel afraid upon seeing a lion about to pounce on you, then responding to the feeling by running away is probably the sensible thing to do.

By ”releasing” a feeling on the other hand we decide to let go of it and make a concious effort to not act upon that feeling. Sometimes this means taking a deep breath and moving on with your day but with particularily strong emotions it might feel impossible to just let it go. Sometimes to release the feeling you have to actively act against it.

If fear tells us to run away and avoid something, lets say a social interaction, with lots of new people (an introverts worst nightmare) then in order to release the feeling we have to the opposite of what it tells us. Go say hello, socialise, make that phone call, apologise to that friend you’re angry with that you really don’t want to apologise to. It’ll help you overcome the intensity of the feeling and with time and practice the feeling will lessen.

🌻Apologies about the wall of text. I hope this was at least somewhat helpful. If you made it this far, thank you for reading and have a nice day.🌻

[kobitoshiningneedle]

For the ship bingo, RyuuSusa! :D

The first ask and the first bingo~

Actually, my history with the ship is somewhat interesting. I remember starting TGAA with some expectations that I set for myself - one of them is "this cute kimono girl" that in future will the the MC's wife and another Phoenix's ancestor (I don't really remember what made me think that aymore though)... So I guess I was biased towards the ship since the day one

However, I wasn't always so obsessed with them. I remember reacting 'normally' to the "bolt of lightning" line, but then the plot bubbled out and the arc of Susato getting used to her new companion in London/sort-of-pupil began, which combined with teo of them going through usual protagonist-assistant shenanigans. Also, I wasn't really a fan of how often Susato was tossing Ryu (and even now I honestly think that gag was a bit overdone). BUT! One of the ship's appeal is gradual development of their dynamic, this was something I would realize a tad later

And indeed - literally in Adventures's finale, when Susie has to go back to Japan, the way they grew attached to each other became so apparent..... But I actually started paying attention to the signs, these throwaway lines, the way Ryunosuke was fawning over his judical assistant almost explicitly were slowly gathered in my memory like golden particles extracted from sand. It all culminated in the epilogue in which they make a concious and very logical considering their personal and emotional journey decision to stay working together.

"...the path you're going to follow from now on… I wonder…if I might follow it at your side..."

I somehow doubt they were talking only about Ryu's career path. you know

Like, I can't read that last Susato-Kazuma conversation, hear about Yujin being so forthright with Ryunosuke, hear these voiced lines and not see that these kids are down bad for each other and everyone around acknowledge it. I know, Ryususa is a controversial pairing fandom-wide and I even understand why people may feel uncomfortable about it - but everytime the controversy sucks me in I assure myself that somewhere in the middle of the vast-vast ocean two young people drift among the waves, reminisce about their turbulent adventures and prepare to spend their lives together. I know they do.

[understandableparadox]

Shamlessly posting all my ramblings from twitter on here.

I actully like this show, not enough to break the boycott but enough to pirate it. anyways lets go through the quick list as this show has a range of good points and bad points!

1. Designs. I fucking love monsters, monsters are my Bread, my Butter, My reason for getting up in the morning, yet consistently i found myself disappointed in each of the characters and what they were supposed to be, for instance alastor and vox

these two are supposed to media manifest, alastor is the Radio demon, yet his apperance is more around overtly edgy homestuck troll with horns i couldnt draw yet and vox is giving pyrocynical avatar. their designs are muddied because the concepts are muddied. alastor is not only the radio demon, he is the "voodoo man", the circus, the entertainer, the deal maker, the shadow weaver, the puppet on strings, and a myriad of other resume stuffers that are not needed. there is more then enough. every layer fights each other for attention, the only thing left on him that even remotly represents the radio is his staff that modulates his voice to have a radio static filter and without it he becomes a normal deer esque demon. i do not thing its good design if i can remove one aspect of a charecter and ruin it. this goes for vox as well, though i give them more of a pass because fuck me, he really do be haveing a Television as a head. but once again if i removed that aspect, what else tells me he is the television demon? his tie has a singal symbol on it, he has kinda robotic hands? but not really because he has the exact same hands as alastor leading me to belive he is wearing fingerless gloves or gloves with color blocked fingers which is a werid additon.this is ontop of the annoynce i feel at knowing that one is a recolor of the other minus the heads.

2. the pace.

the story itself moves either way to fucking quickly, i do belive that it was good to end the story itself on a redemption but we dont get enough of pentious being an actul sinner and evil guy to feel as though he deserves the redemption. show us the worst traits of our guests so that we can see the progress they are makeing through out the season so that when they do finally do something heroic and selfless and make it to heaven, we the viewing audiance can also enjoy that unilateral feeling of satisfaction of seeing our fav be vindicated as a Good Guy. im not trying to woobify pentious, exact oppisate, i want pentious to have agency to be evil and i want him to have agency to be good. we get this Somewhat with angel dust as they start makeing concious decisions to better themselves, to extract themselves from things, as well as make awful fucking choices and do Bad Things because again, these are Sinners And Demons who are reaching for redemption and salvation, I do not think we should have seen heaven at all, the embassy? yes, maybe a court of angels in hell to consider charlies plan? sure, but we should have never seen heaven until a sinner could see it.

i think i just had those two but im Bad At Being Concise... anyways viv is better at writing gay people then she is at lesbians which fascinates me to no end.

[rrain-writes]

Rain's LU Febuwhump: Day 12

Semi-Concious: Time

Time blinked slowly, the bright lights of his surroundings sending needles of pain into his already aching head. He groaned as he turned his head to the side, muffled voices saying things he couldn’t understand.

Someone grabbed his hand, squeezing it once, twice. Though he couldn’t understand their words, the person’s tone was concerned, scared even.

He couldn’t remember what last happened, or who the voices might belong to.

Time closed his eyes as the darkness flooded back.

-

The next time he woke up, he could somewhat make out the familiar faces. They were only smudges, really, through the dim lights. He peered at them through his eyelashes, trying to make them out.

“-ime? Time?”

“-rule.” He replied. His throat was sore like he hadn’t had anything to drink for weeks.

“Water.” Time croaked.

A cool bottle was pressed to his lips, and he swallowed once before becoming mg numb to the world once again.

-

Dark Link. Dark Link was there, and he was attacking the others and-

“Hey! Take it easy!”

Time gasped as hands pushed him back down. Everything was spinning, and it hurt to breathe.

“Time, you need to calm down.” One of the voices standing closer to him came firm and strong.

The eldest hero let himself sink back down again, letting himself relax. His boys were strong. They’d be alright.

-

Time sat up slowly, so he wouldn’t get nauseous by rising too quickly. He was in an inn somewhere, and could hear the voices of the other Links downstairs, loud enough to be heard through the floorboards.

He got out of bed, giving himself a second to assess his injuries, then walked out of the room.

Going down stairs was a bit of a challenge, but holding onto the wall helped him down.

When Time finally reached the room the voices were coming from, he paused in the doorway. His boys handled themselves alright without him. That was good.

[beantothemax]

bean the blorbo time has come

Tellius blorbo nr. 1:

Nephenee!!!

She is great and fantastic for so many reasons

Her design is great, love the colors and everything else

She is my favorite class

Country girl

great personality

great growth even tho she's a minor character with not a lot of dialogue

gay gay homosexual gay (not technically confirmed but might as well be)

She's a somewhat shy and very self concious country girl. The thing she's self concious about is her appearance and accent because she's worried about coming from the countryside. She ususally stays silent in conversations because she's worried about being disliked because of her strong country accent. She's very kind and caring and absolutely hates war, but joins the gang in a war partially because they saved her, but also because she sees the main gang as being just in their cause and being the best option for finishing the war. She also gets peer pressured easily.

But then by the time of Radiant Dawn (the second game), which takes place three years after Path of Radiance (the first game) where she fought alongside Ike and princess Elinica to end the war, she becomes more confident and sure of herself while still being kind and caring. She basically starts taking no shit and, along with her friend Brom, she quells a rebellion in her village and actually speaks up against the rebels leaders (not from the village) who wants to remove Elincia from the throne because they don't like her, which Nephenee is against because she knows the princess personally and stands up for her. She also doesn't get peer pressured as easily anymore.

She's also just fun to use, she starts with the wrath skill (+50% crit when below half hp) and can very easily be given the vantage skill (attacks first ALWAYS, even on enemy phase) this is just a very lethal combo when mixed with a killer lance. And also soldier -> Halberdier and Halberdier just absolutely slaps as a class, we don't have enough infantry lance users in fire emblem

Also one of the reasons I respect the tellius games so much is that the characters very clearly actually grow older between the two games, including Nephenee!!

I just like that she actually looks 3 years older, also LOOK AT THAT ARMOUR AAAHHGHHGHGGGHH

final note, look at her girlfriend

One of the most lesbian characters ever, she literally joins you because she thinks Nephenee is cute, she keeps talking about how she wants to meet the princess because she must be so pretty (she is tbf), her name is Heather, HER NAME IS HEATHER

Anyway that was my first blorbo rant, I love Nephenee so much, genuenly one of my favoritest characters

YURI SOLDIER ON THE FRONT LINES!!!!!!! SHE LOOKS SO COOL AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

that helmet is making me want to EXPLODE I LOVE it……… her whole outfit in general……. is just….. v good

also I didn’t know the two Ike games were direct sequels!!! and that they have the same units but older!!!! that’s also really cool!!!!!!!!!!

[axl-ul]

Lore Corner: Human Cocoons

General

Human Cocoons are a fleshy nad spong-like formations found in a non-physical plane of Blackworld. They are considered one of the creations that appear in the twisted realm and also belong to a small group of those who can (re)produce new Soulless Entities (the so-called Infant).

History

Because the Blackworld is explored only minimally, the history of the place alongside its many creatures, such as are Infants, are still a mystery to many scholars. It is said, though, that the Human Cocoons and Infants were created some time after the Blackworld came into an existence and so they're not considered to be the first residents of the plane.

When it comes to the religious importance, an important note appears within the very few records of a defunct cult Children of the Penitent who used to create wicker effigies of the Infants and hang them by the main temple's entrance. Their purpose nor function hasn't been uncovered, though. Whether it served as a mean of warding off the outsiders or to attract a sort of a blessing, nobody can be sure. There exists a speculation that these effigies could be gifted to pregnant vampire (also known as vrupirs or bat demons) women to make their offsprings twisted in order to honour the secrets held by the Blackworld ('The Flesh is the Weakness for it is destined to rot and decay and turn into a dust called nothingness, the pretended Infinity. Hear then out the Truth for what is Perverse is Damned and what is Grotesque is Divine.'). One can only wonder how thin is the line between perverse and grotesque and where these twisted forms truly belong...

Abilities and skill

When the living one enters the final stage of the disease contradicted from the plane, the subject enters a long trance-like state when their skin becomes somewhat longer than what it initially had been. At the same time, a strange larva, seemingly attracted by the smell of decaying body, emerges from dusty soil and enters through the victim's nose. For everything is now fully prepared, the process of transformation can now begin. Although the victim is imprisoned in a trance-like state, this doesn't mean its conitive functions and the feeling of pain vanishes. In fact, only its muscles are paralyzed and the eyeseight is blury at best to prevent the victim from further movement.

Now when the skin is enlargened enough, the strange substance released by the larva is mixed with the already contained blood. This enables for the further 'decomposition' of the conective tissue. The skin is now completely peeled off of the muscles and is prepared to become a fleshy sac known as the cocoon. It has only one opening for a black dust or a mist to enter the cocoon where it can safely take on its full form of a five-legged creature. Yet this form lasts only a few moments before it dissolves into mash alongside with the victims body. After properly mixing up with the ever-concious victim, a new nine-legged body is born, that of an infamous Infant.

A cocoon itself doesn't pose a threat to the enviroment. It can't harm nor kill a subject approaching the cocoon unless the cocoon is in its final stage. Upon reaching the last phase of development, the tissue bursts creating around a thick fog containing spores to infect the surroundings. The environement transforms into a toxic black sponge-like nest with the former tissue of the cocoon being the main source of the infection. The extreme acidity and poisonous nature serves as a perfect place for the Soulless which uses the nest for the 'rest' (a sort of a hibernation until the Soulless is able to sense an incoming prey) and also as a place to consume its prey. As it was hinted before, the cocoon after the transformation is a source of a infection and a disease, the Infant born from the cocoon, however, is much more dangerous in nature and will attack under any circumstance.

Goal

The sole purpose of the cocoon's existence within the non-physical plane is to produce more Soulless (Entities). However because it is completely dependant of the presence of another living being (animal, Human, Demon, God,...), these are quite rare since it can be rather difficult for the said being to enter the place.

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Here's also a list of other previous episodes of Lore Corner related to worldbuilding and/or characters:

The Mad Priest

The Geminis

Human Cocoons

Embalmers

The Children of the Penitent

[astral-potato]

'Whatthefuckwhatthefuckwhatthefuckwha-'. "Aargh..." .

The hero's groan finally brings you back to reality. You remember faintly how this situation came to be, you were getting ready to close the lab and head back to your safe house, when this brute, breaks the door while, knocking at it, proceeds to fall hard face first, and start snooring.

Lovely, choice of actions for someone who goes on the field as The Grace.

You get one of your inventions to pick the hero, your weak nerd noodle arms are useless for such task, and it drops them of on the same sofa you have used to sleep during the last weekend, is easier to crash here than to take public transport for 50 minutes.

You toss a slightly used blanket over them. As you sit on your evil throne, a cheap ikea white chair, not to far away from them.

As you start to zone-out many questions fill your mind.

'How did The Grace find this place?', 'Why me? I'm not even part of their main rogue galerie, like they are sworn nemesis, with Corruptor, they were a far better choice, they even joined forces when the alien invasion' and most importantly 'Why do I feel like a side chick? Everyones knows Corruptor and The Grace have a thing for eachother, I've only seen them fight once, and you could play the guitar with the amount of sexual tension those two create'.

"...Am I the other woman?" You mutter to yourself.

The still drunk, yet somewhat concious hero looks at you confused and proceds to scream. "You are a woman?!"

"Yes! No! I mean, like in the song!" You quickly correct yourself.

"What song?"

"Forget it doesn't matter. What matters is what are you doing here?"

"Try to crash in your place?"

"Yes, but why my place?"

The hero smiles and boops your nose "Because, you, my dear, are a brat."

You stay quiet for a second processing the information "I'm a what?"

Silly smile still plastered on the hero's face "A brat, you are the anoying little shit, that both heros and villains agree not to mess with." The hero burps. "Not because your badass inventions, or your hilarious evil plots, but because you've unofficialy been adopted by all of us. And where is safer to crash, than in your mentally adopted child's spare room?"

"I have so many more questions now..."

"Well suffer in silence I need my beauty sleep" the hero passes out at this point.

"We are having a long conversation when you wake up" you lay down on the floor near the couch, like hell you are letting one of those moral-rightious-morons unsuppervised on your evil lair. Your eyes start closing succumbing at your phisiological need to sleep.

'If I have truly been adopted, they are getting me an allowance"

As a Villain, one night, someone knocks on your door, you open it and there she is, the most famous invulnerable heroine of the city, completely drunk and with many bruises, as soon as you realize who she is, she passes out into you arms.

[callmelexy]

"It's ok to want things" - Tashi, Jan 2023

As with how things go in my life, talking / writing through my feelings is a big one. This past CNY has kept me on my toes. The amount of plot twists and changes happening got me good. I was, yet again, stuck in my own head.

As i become more and more concious of things, this festive season has highlighted how being tired lowers my mental inhibition. Feelings like jealousy, anger and frustration ruled my life for a few days. I was somewhat concious enough to catch myself a few times... Which makes me wonder about the times where I didn't catch myself. But that's a topic for another day. Hahaha...

I was watching the episode of New Girl where Schmidt and Cece got married. There's a scene where Cece's mother shows up for the wedding and plays the multiple voicemails Schmidt left for her. Jumping forward, another scene where Schmidt finally gets off the plane and walks into an intimate wedding ceremony. My eyes filled up with tears and i started taking bigger bites from my ice cream pint.

I called up my best friend to talk through the feelings I had. As i ranted on about being single and wondering where my Prince Charming is... She said "You've always wanted to get married! I know that! Everybody knows that!". And you have no idea how stunned I was on the inside. She followed up with "And its ok to want it".

Just days before, the same friend asked me why I don't believe the man of my dream exists. And my answer was simply "I don't know if he exists. Because i already won the jackpoot with family, friends, work etc. Would I really struck gold with a good life partner?"

Tying these two incidents together, I saw the undeclared voice that lurked in the corner... I feel like wanting to get married, with no partner in sight, was desperate. It went against my "girlboss", "independent bitch" image that I had built up over the years... Or at least it's what's built in my head.

Moving forward in the conversation, she mentioned "solat hajat" or "the prayer of need" in Islam. Diving into some videos, it's a prayer that can be done, any time, anywhere, any day to ask God for what you want. That surprised me... I can ask for what i want?! That sounds "easy'. Just ask lor...

I decided to do just that. As i bowed my head towards my window. I asked in my heart for what I want. I poured my heart out. Even saying "If marriage is not in my cards, please show me a sign". Although I didn't say it, i believe the universe could see the vulnerability I carried. The fear of not finding someone, the fear of not being good enough for anyone, the fear of drowning in this life cycle.

As I finished my heartfelt prayer, I attempted to head to sleep. I even tried reading. But i ended up here... On my couch, facing my window... Writing this post. Because shortly after I finished praying, I saw the wants and needs of those I love. A friend who really wants to move. A friend who is scared of marriage because of freedom. A friend battling the feelings of being betrayed by people she formerly trusted. A friend's inability to ask for marriage from her partner. A friend struggling with finances and wanting it to be sorted. Another friend struggling to finish her studies. (Masking all family and friends as "friends" cause it's easier)

As I saw things in a clearer picture, it's truly ok to want what we want.

But it isn't ok to demand for it instantly.

With things unfolding at their own time and space, we can only be vulnerable enough to admit to what we want and go for it. Perhaps a portion of suffering is the inability to articulate what we want followed by an inability to make a move because it's not what we are used to.

So i end tonight... Headed to sleep with this...

I have prayed for what I want. But i also pray that everyone else has the strength to admit to what they want and the courage to take one (small or big) step to accomplishing it. I hope the universe aids in helping all of us achieve it, with the right circumstances, and blocks what may harm us. I pray that the good deeds we do causes a ripple effect that comes back to us. I pray we continue to remain "glass half full" as we continue on our life journey.

But most of all... Dear universe, if i have generated enough good karma in this lifetime, I hope you allow some form of sharing. I dedicate them to those who need it, especially to those I love. I hope they find the strength to admit to what they want and head on forward to what they want / need. I hope I find the strength to head on forward to what I want / need.