#he just irritates me

[dangraccoon]

Don't Forget

Day 20 ~ giving permission to die ~ "it's not your fault" ~

Fives

Word Count: 599 Content: Fives' death, altered slightly, bio chip arc, blaster wound, gut shot, altered state of mind, drugged, Major Character Death, scene rewrite

Mando'a ori-vod - big sibling/brother kih'vod - little sibling/brother ni ne'ven digur, kih'vod. Gar at ibic - I will not forget, little brother. You or this.

“I swear to you, General,” Fives pleaded. Why couldn’t he make them understand? Why did his mind feel so clouded? Why couldn’t he seem to control himself? “You have no idea–”

“Stand down, soldier!” The Coruscant Guard barked, at least half a dozen blasters pointed at him. “Stand down! Get on your knees!”

“No! No! No! Stay back!” Fives cried, eyeing Rex’s pistol on the crate nearby. Something whispered in the back of his mind to grab one– to defend himself. And despite his better judgment screaming at him that he knew better, he did it.

“Don’t do it! Don’t do it, soldier!” one Corrie shouted.

“Get away from me!” he heard himself scream as he lifted the pistol.

Rex pounded on the ray shield. “Fives, no!”

Fives smelled the smoldering plastoid and fabric before he heard or felt the shot. His head fell forward to see the burning hole in his gut. He’d been shot before–most clones had–but he’d never been hit so close to center mass. Commander Fox was a crack shot, for sure.

Distantly, he heard someone calling his name and the bark of orders flying high above his head, as he struggled to understand what was happening.

“-all for hel- ne- medic!” 

Oh, he thought. I’m dying. Took longer than I thought.

“Rex,” he gasped, unable to take a full breath in.

“Fives.”

Fives figured any cadet would be lying if they’d said they hadn’t thought about what he’d like his last words to be. He’d hear other squads talking about it and couldn’t stop himself from questioning how many of them would never be cursed a slow enough death to have true last words. 

But he realized that he was among the few who would. He needed to clear his name before he became just a number again.

“This… it’s bigger than any of us,” he rasped. “I-I never meant to… I only wanted to do my duty.”

“Brother,” Rex whispered. “Fives. Stay with me Fives! Fives, please!”

That was odd. Was Rex crying?

“The mission… the nightmares,” he wheezed as Rex pulled him up to embrace him. “They’re… finally over.”

“Fives. No-no, Fives, please just– Would someone call a kriffing medic?” he roared at the Corries watching. “Just hang on, Fives. Hang on. It’s not over yet, brother.”

His blurry, spotted vision could see a figure that looked somewhat like the general over his brother’s shoulder. “Rex, he’s not– the medic’s too far out.” 

Fives coughed as he managed a smirk. “Rex– o-ori’vod,” he said. His voice was coming out as a faint whisper now. “I-I’m…sorry, I… I can’t…”

He watched as Rex steeled himself. He’d seen that look so many times before. “It’s not your fault, Fives. It’s… it’s alright, kih’vod.” 

Something damp splattered on his face. Somewhere, in the back of what was left of his fading brain, he knew it was his captain’s tears. Still, it reminded him of rain– of home.

Rex sniffled. “You can let go, Fives. It’ll be okay.”

“R-Rex, d-don’t–” he coughed harshly, the frigid cold spreading into his chest. “Don’t… f-forget…”

Rex held his brother’s until he drew one last rattling breath and that clear, bright determination he’d seen in those shinies’ eyes on Rishi faded.

He stayed with him– with his body until someone came to take him away. He sat still on the floor of the hangar, unmoving, almost unbreathing. The gears of his mind spun and ground under the weight of Fives’ accusations. Something about it all just didn’t sit right.

Ni ne’ven digur, kih’vod, he swore to himself. Gar… ra ibic.

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[charmwasjess]

I’ll never quite get over just how integrated kids are into daily Jedi life and the implications of that.

Dooku’s Temple "job" for years seems to have been “teaching lightsaber preschool.” Sifo-Dyas, the guy with the scary doom visions? Oh yeah, they have him working with infants, bringing babies to the Temple as a Seeker. Jocasta Nu is constantly depicted interacting with the younger generation of Jedi, teaching, helping, or mentoring. In TCW, she knows all the Padawans on sight. 

There’s just something really ordinary and charming to me about this. Sure, Dooku is a terrifying 2m of spider limbs in a robe, but he’s still going down on one sinister knee to check out the little crying kid who got a finger crunched by one of those wooden training swords. How many of the TCW-era Jedi were once babies who played with Sifo-Dyas’s hair loopies or cuddled on his chest as he pointed his T-6 back toward the Temple after another successful Seeking mission? (Space is, after all, cold. 🥺) You just know Jocasta is in very reluctant possession of knowledge of every single teen Padawan drama, crush, or breakup. She tries to stay out of it, but she’s broken up fights and pulled particulars into her office for tea and a gentle lecture on the inherent self-destructiveness of gossip. 

And these are not “just some” Jedi - they are all combat trained, politically important, at the top of their rank and even each sit on the Council at some point in their lives. The Jedi Order really went “super powerful space wizards with laser swords, yeah, but they should also all definitely know how to change a diaper." 

[contagious-watermelon]

Why do I keep seeing transmascs and trans men insisting or implying that all trans men are "female socialized," or "understand the female experience," or "navigated the world as a woman." Because yeah, sure, that can be true for some people. especially if you weren't gnc at all as a kid and didn't crack your egg until well into adulthood, it makes sense.

But they don't stop at saying they had that experience. It always comes with an addendum that trans men, as a group, all can relate to this experience. I don't know about the entirety of my demographic, but I never got even a little bit of what some of them talk about. I didn't even believe that women were scared of going out at night until I kept consistently seeing them say it, online or wherever, for years. I never realized catcalling was a thing until I saw some women complaining about it on reddit.

But they posit it as some sort of, you're safer than cis men, right? You know what it's like? Which, on top of being patently, demonstrably false in the case of myself and many other trans men, holds some unpleasant and often outright hostile implications about trans women. And they always deny it, but if you can't even conceptualize someone like me who grew up gnc, and never got the bulk (or any?) of whatever we consider to be 'female socialization,' what does that say about what you think trans girls went through, growing up? I don't want to speak for them, as I've never experienced that firsthand, but I can guarantee that (if you're even a little bit obviously trans) people don't treat you like a cis kid of the opposite gender. By and large, they don't get treated like cis boys.

It just makes me mad that we're taking this inaccurate framework that (ever so conveniently) puts trans people into the box of our assumed birth gender, and trying to fancy it up and use it with a faux-progressive veneer; never mind the way that transphobes use it to bar trans women from being athletes, or using the bathroom, or having access to any gendered resources they need. It would be bad enough to try and dust it off and use it even if it were largely accurate, due to the aforementioned connections to outright transphobia, but it literally is patently false. Not in all cases, obviously, but why are we trying to revamp this untrue, inaccurate generalization and pretend that we can make it 'trans-inclusive?'

[sophfandoms53]

Anyway shout out to Dewey who constantly looked like he was having the worst time of his fucking life in the pitches

Just an 11 year old pissed off at the world it seems😭

[fisherrprince]

Instead of writing a fanfic like a normal person this oneshot turned into two separate, contextless things,

[skepticalfrogcat]

Every time someone fancasts Viktor as Timothée Chalamet a fairy dies

[starry-bi-sky]

yall ever think Shen Yuan went through like, internet withdrawal after being transmigrated into Shen Qingqiu? Like, he's canonically a NEET shut-in who did nothing but spend his time online, you can't tell me that for the first week or first few weeks of being SQQ he wasn't twitchy.

Like, reaching instinctively to his pockets for a phone that wasn't there, having an obsessive itch in the back of his mind that he should check and see if X or Y novel or webcomic has updated -- only to realize he can't anymore and being irritated by it. Wanting to go and see if there's new posts about this or that, but again realizing that he can't.

When he's bored or uncomfortable or just feels like wanting to escape he tries to go for his phone to distract himself, but oops! Not there anymore, and now he has to find a new and different way to distract himself from his feelings. And going through system notifications, quests, etc only does so much.

And there's that Tetris Effect too. SQQ makes a mistake while writing and instinctively goes to backspace on it except hey-ho that's not a keyboard and now he just dipped his pinkie into a bottle of ink or on a still-drying letter.

With him scrambling to fix his reputation and learn how to be a peak lord, I think his abrupt cold-turkey from all things internet would just be another straw on the camel's back that he promptly Ignores until it goes away on its own after he acclimates to his new surroundings.

[impuls1veworm]

Unless you're into clingy men, dating Gojo would be so annoying. This mf won't let you leave the room without asking where you're going. He's not gonna follow you, but don't take too long. Even if you're just using the bathroom, if he thinks you're taking too long, he's outside the door asking what you're doing.

God forbid you try to go out with friends who aren't also his friends. He'll tell you to go out, have fun, and he doesn't care. Until it's 3 hours later and you hear a very familiar voice from behind you responding to what your friend just said.

This man is never leaving you alone. You're stuck with him for life.

[skitskatdacat63]

Vettonso complaining about each other not respecting schrondinger's track limits on the radio compilation + Seb's commentary that made me a bit feral

Must include these sexy ass pics okay, it makes me feral how hard they race each other.

Also SO upset that we got this vid and there's also pictures(and presumably a vid out there somewhere) of Fernando, back then, ALSO debriefing this race. And yet we never got them together?????? Evil. Fucked up.

Imagine seeing them complaining about each other but also having to (begrudgingly if you're Fernando) compliment each other IN FRONT of each other. Maybe its a good thing it doesn't exist, bcs then I'd have a heart attack.

[amamozarte]

I think that circus show is interesting?

[batsplat]

2007 // 2008 // 2024

[navree]

unfortunately this is not going to stop the most irritating people on the planet from continuing to be irritating and posting about how both parties are the same and being whiny cunts, so i'm just Annoyed

[bumblingbabooshka]

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[nshtn]

[ UV Albert Wesker Uroboros & PG67 HCs ]

These take after the knowledge that PG67 contains hastily-added leech genes. This is full of medical jargon related to virology and genetics. It's hard sci-fi styled!

the neurology is probably capable of being refuted easily, unfortunately- a lot of sert rabbithole research can't be cited because it's... lacking in couth towards how they talk about neurodivergence...

tags: medical:genetic;neurology (hardly);virology;needles (PG67-A/W), cannibalism mention, childhood trauma, body horror, mental decay

Such a far cry from his beginnings... he's truly taken after the man he hates the most.

Unfortunately for Wesker, adding Uroboros in intensely massive quantities to an existing Progenitor-67 infection is a poor choice that makes him spend much of his fight with Chris alternating between pouncing him like a rabid animal and curling like the death throes of a dying spider.

And unfortunately for Chris, Wesker doesn't die when he's left at the volcano to stew in a puddle of himself. Even with the awakened lack of thermophilic qualities as a result of G, there is enough local flora and fauna to keep him alive, albeit in a subdued state.

Physiological:

Uroboros, combined on the initial foundation of Progenitor 67, takes after Progenitor 67's metabolic inefficiency and drives that far higher than it was ever meant to go in an attempt to sow compatibility.

Due to this, Wesker needs a truly ridiculous amount of calories (~6,000 - ~9,000 kcal/d) to remain fully intelligent.

A lesser amount will generally retain him, though he will experience a plethora of negative symptoms related to starvation (~3,500 - ~5,500 kcal/d).

Wesker cannot digest iron bound to salt or any organic chelates except heme (or hemeprotein) as a result of initial Progenitor 67 infection.

Progenitor 67 epigenetically alters his enterocytes. The genes involved with this are the upregulation of HCP1 and the downregulation of DMT1 and, less intensely, Dcytb, and is a result of both Progenitors' own natural leaning and, primarily, the hasty introduction of leech genes when microinjection became available.

This ultimately means that, as time drags on, he begins to find his palate shifts from a lot of power smoothies to meat.

But there is something crucial here: 67% or more of heme iron is lost when you cook meat. That means...

He slowly slips into preferring his meat blue or raw, otherwise he won't be able to properly supplement his need for heme iron.

With the addition of Uroboros, which dethrones and replaces Progenitor, this change persists and couples roughly with his modified caloric needs.

Uroboros; a monster that eats itself continually without end. It physically presents a sign of Wesker's malingering, creeping need to consume biomass.

Patches of necrotizing, hardening skin and flesh form across his arms and legs in uneven patterns.

Scaly, itchy lesions creep along his cheekbones and the sides of his neck like a corrupted skin flush. They make him look draconic and feral.

These are a weaker, useless vestigial presentation of the hardening of skin he undergoes when he's being flash-fried by high temperatures.

One of the scars of Wesker's infection and subsequent mutative transformation are hypermelanotic deposits.

They start strongest at his fingertips and weaken at the base of his shoulders.

They are also strongest in the center of his chest where his macronuclei is present and taper off approaching his shoulders and abdomen.

His face has some of the same tinting where he was burned and developed heat-resistant scales.

Uroboros enhances the strength of many of his bones - worse closer to the surface of his body - by fortifying them with calcium and double-thickening them.

As a feature of the beginning stages of Uroboros' starvation, it will begin to leach calcium out of bones and the deposits it creates when time to intellect loss is ticking down.

When resources are low, the bones will be stripped for the calcium they uniformly contain, causing him to experience an effect similar to calcium gout / pseudoarthritis, malaise, and brittling.

This leaching undoes itself and becomes re-fortifying under the duress of stress hormones like cholecystokinin and epinephrine.

To note, epigenetic changes brought on by Progenitor physiologically are stacked upon inappropriately and randomly by Uroboros like re-patchwork, which leads to a general instability and accidental incorporation of Progenitor's physical defense mechanisms.

This is what ultimately enables him to survive the events of RE5.

Neurological:

Progenitor infection spiraling into his temporal lobes, brain stem, and, minorly, his frontal lobes as years progress are the cause of his irritation and aggression in RE5.

It does this because it has no antimutagenic properties unlike the more developed t-Virus, slowly mutating out of control into a dysfunctional beast as Wesker experiences more and more stress and trauma.

A bit like G in this regard...

His SERT is disrupted by its' presence in the midbrain raphe nuclei along the brain stem.

This causes elevated extracellular serotonin levels initially, followed by receptor downregulation and eventual serotonin deficiency.

The lack of available serotonin leads him to experience, at first, heightened periods of aggression. Later, this becomes mania and even delirium if he forfeits sleep or a PG/67 shot, because...

As time ticks on, his dopamine begins to become dysregulated as well.

This imbalance contributes to mood swings, aggression, and impaired decision-making.

It also leads to a loss of the ability to feel pleasure or joy in things, making him manic and paranoid, taking risks uncharacteristically to feel something, anything.

As Progenitor 67 degrades brain function, particularly areas involved in impulse control and aggression, Wesker experiences the uncontrollable urge to consume.

This leads him to cannibalize interns and people he calculates won't be missed, as well as people who piss him off enough. During this time it does change - and become true - that a misplaced boop! or headpat! might get you killed.

His ego begins to vacillate and strengthen itself in an effort to maintain itself despite his decline. If he can just finish Uroboros, everything will be okay again, he can fix himself...

His brain practically relies on his PG67-A/W dose before he gains Uroboros.

A rapid decline in cognitive and emotional stability when he’s off the dose is present.

It's not unlike sundowning...

You would not want to see his MRIs during this time. They look awful - his brain has lesions and there are parts that are grossly overgrown; there are tiny black specks where Progenitor has gnawed holes in the fabric of him. If he hadn't roped it in, he would probably end up eventually going completely feral from his brain swelling up against the sides of his skull; he'd just become another victim of Cannibal Disease and turn, simply painfully slowly.

Uroboros is not supposed to crawl into the brain. It's supposed to leave it unaffected - but Progenitor having already curdled and spread unchecked into it gives it an opening for opportunistic infection.

It attempts to knit the holes and tamp down overgrown regions, but in doing this, it feeds from a sort of 'genetic template' that restores Wesker's ability to feel and feel greatly. This includes the reactivation (and reanimation) of the greatly disordered regions of his brain responsible for empathy, sleep regulation, attachment, and guilt.

It also cannot perfectly recreate lost tissue or resurrect memories from dead, liquefied tissue, so he retains some of his symptoms, like mood swings.

Rage becomes consuming, hunger becomes voracious, and guilt becomes haunting; he is plagued with an unfortunate (to him) tendency to consider others.

He finds it a prying weakness, but he can no longer tamp it down into nonexistence as he did; he is, essentially, thermally reduced to his Arklay days in behavior. He’s still intelligent and cunning, but he must now wrestle with intense emotional responses that don’t align with his goals at all...

Guilt and empathy are so foreign to him they are nearly out-of-body; he views them clinically and tries to rationalize them away, but his inability becomes the stake that impales him and imparts a malingering sense of conflict.

...and he must take a good, hard, long look at his goals and how far they've diverted from their initial precedence.

... what is he now? What use does he serve in this world - to what master does he heel, clearly dethroned from his position? These questions and more are things he asks himself now.

Is he doomed to roam aimlessly without purpose until he perishes?

[cheesecakethots]

I do not like writing about yans that are really delusional. If I had to be around a man who kidnapped me & already was pissing me off every minute of every day and he had the sheer GALL to assume I wanted him I think I would scream and shit and piss and cry.

[archivewriter1ont]

I just have this HC that the Batch as a whole have terrible self-care until they get Echo, and he slowly forces them to fix it.