#hoohoohee!!!!

[that-foul-legacy-lover]

part two to this post <33

it's been months since you've heard from Ajax, no visits, no letters, not even news from the Fatui. it's like he's dropped off the face of Teyvat. yet still you smile bravely through the wintery night, even as you listen to Ajax's parents ramble about their worries about their precious son, their dreaded fears that he accidentally dove too far into battle and was lost. you know that feeling well, having made yourself sick with worry for your darling Ajax in the past months- most of your evenings are now spent under multiple thick blankets, trying to get studying done before inevitably falling into fitful slumber. but you still smile, because you must hope that Ajax will come back, eventually. and one icy night in the dead of winter, your hopes come true. you're wrapped in a thick coat and making tea, holding your cold hands over the steam with a small sigh of relief, when there's a light scratching sound at the door. for a moment you think it's only tree branches, but it gets louder and louder until something- or someone- is fully clawing at the wood, louder than the howling wind itself, and curiously you make your way over and crack open the door. an enormous creature bursts into your home, the door slamming into the wall from the force and ushering in the freezing outside air. you stumble back with a yelp, clutching your chest and coughing as your body struggles to adapt to the shock and sudden cold wind, but with some effort you manage to get the door shut and sit on the floor, wheezing and gasping. the creature is gone, having run deeper into your house, and you pull yourself to your feet while clutching the wall. you find the creature huddled in a corner, ragged breathes interspersed with small whimpers as it hides its blood-red face in armored claws. as you scan the poor beast's body your eyes widen, and you take a step forward, ignoring how you stumble and nearly trip over your weak legs. "You're hurt!" without a second thought you grab your first aid kit and kneel down beside the creature. it's truly quite tall, but worryingly thin below the black-and-violet armor, the colors dull and scratched. you mumble quietly to yourself as you use roll after roll of bandages and coax the beautiful monster to swallow painkillers, and by the time you're finally finished you're worn and exhausted, but the creature's stopped hiding its face and is instead looking at you with a pleadingly desperate expression, like it's worried and scared for you. suddenly it reaches out and pulls your closer to its body, the warmth leeching into your iced skin. you feel your shivering fade as you absorb the comforting warmth of the monster beside you, and oh so carefully it wraps your chilled fingers in its own talons. oh. this is familiar- so familiar, and your wobbling heart speeds up to in hope and astonishment and disbelief to match your racing thoughts as you look up, eyes wide. "...Ajax?"

[stcantarella]

mark antony: if I was sulla I'd never proscribe my citizens

[5 years later]

cicero: hoohoohee

mark: hmm

[spotsupstuff]

oh here's fun thoughts actually

i'll say that "acceptance", while still part of it, isn't really the main point actually- i realized later. more attention should be paid to the "letting go" part. i more prefer to say "to not cling", though. do not cling to anger, do not cling to sexual desire, connection, food, life

"to not cling" also goes quite well along with my idea of finger removal/not taking things and the strange appearance the echoes' limbs n heads take on. simply accept what is given by life at the time (i'd explain this further but some of it i want to keep for later since it connects closely to Fish's lore)

here's a fun tidbit from Fish himself from around a month ago that kind of relates:

[kingdomoftyto]

YAAAAAAAASSSSSS

[cosmicangsts]

this suit is a bit tight! it's hot out here, the sun is blazing down on the back of his neck  (  thanks to his new haircut !   it ' s not all gone by any means , just a little length taken off his bangs and the back because it was getting too long , something that gave his prior companions great grief. for whatever reason ' the length of the doctor ' s hair ' became a sort of hot button topic amongst his former crew , funnily enough ) , and he wants nothing more than to retire back into the comfort of the air - conditioned TARDIS.

these are the thoughts running through the doctor's head as he watches the preacher eulogize the poor soul of the deceased ; it feels HIGHLY invasive ( probably because it IS ! ) , and he knows that he shouldn't be here— he's been apologizing over and over again in his mind from the moment that the family initially approached the gravesite. he's not too close, but not too far. . . blending in with the mourners, he thinks.

'  . . . thusly, we commit the body of our dearly departed brother to the earth, ashes to ashes, dust to dust . . .  '

yes, just waiting for something to happen, as awful as it sounds . . . and there it is. just as he was beginning to feel a bit faint from this unbearable heat, the interlopers appear ; a group of extraterrestrials phase in out of seemingly nowhere— having been rendered invisible by some sort of advanced camouflaging type technology, undoubtedly. not that it did them any service whatsoever, the doctor had been able to pinpoint them standing to the other side of the mourners the entire time with his acute sense of smell. the deafening alien ' hiss ' - ing begins. they've finally spotted him, and they'd already been greatly perturbed that their source of entertainment over the past whatever period of time had deceased ( what was the dead guy ' s name , benton ? ) .

it is then that he springs into action ( ignore the fact he almost tripped over grass, dress shoes are HARD to run in , oh he just HATES these ' black suit black tie ' affairs ) , making his presence known as he dashes forward, voice raising as the first screams amongst the attendees break out, which is a perfectly NORMAL response to seeing aliens ;

" now, now, please keep calm, everyone! i am the doctor, and i've got this under control! " and the equipment to memory wipe everyone present, afterward! what could possibly go wrong with the doctor on the scene?

✦ ( @curamorte liked for a starter ! )

[sailermoon]

i just noticed ur blog title ......

don’t know what ur talking about

[toskarin]

[velveteen-vampire]

been having a really estinien centered brain lately which sucks because i spent so much time making fun of him and this is really going to kill my image

[dappledpaintbrush]

hoohoohee

[envosu]

snake fruit: hoohoohee

[tubulargargoyle]

DAWG: hey Cal

CAL: HEEHEEHEE HOOHEEHEEHOO HOOHEEHOO HAA HEEHOOHOOHOOHOO HOO HAA HEEHEE HOOHOOHEE HOO HEEHOO HOOHEEHOO HEEHOOHEE

DAWG: what?

CAL: HOOHEEHOOHOO HOOHOO HOOHOOHOO HEE HOO HEEHOO HAA HEE HEEHEEHEE HAA HEEHEE HOO HOOHEEHOOHEEHOOHEE

CAL: HEEHEEHEE HOOHEEHEEHOO HOOHEEHOO HAA HEEHOOHOOHOOHOO HOO HAA HEEHEE HOOHOOHEE HOO HEEHOO HOOHEEHOO HEEHOOHEE

CAL: HOOHEE HOOHEEHOO HOO HAA HEEHOOHEEHEE HEEHEEHEE HOOHOOHEE HAA HEEHOOHOO HOO HOOHEE HOOHOOHEEHOO HEEHEEHOOHOOHEEHEE HAA HEEHOOHEEHEE HEEHEEHEE HEE HOOHOOHEE HAA HEEHOOHOOHOO HOOHEEHOOHOO HOOHOO HEEHOO HEEHOOHOO HAA HOOHOO HEEHOOHOO HOOHOO HEEHEEHEE HOO HOOHEEHOOHEEHOOHEE

DAWG: jesus fuck i can hear you fine man

DAWG: there were people screaming for help outside like a minute ago

CAL: HEEHEEHEE HOOHEEHEEHOO HOO HEEHOO HAA HEE HOOHOOHOOHOO HOO HAA HOOHOOHEEHOO HEEHOOHEEHOO HEEHOOHEE HOOHOO HEEHOO HEEHEEHOO HAA HEEHEEHEE HOOHOOHOOHEE HOO HEEHOO HOOHEEHOOHEEHOOHEE

DAWG: oh my lord, fine whatever

[highlythrowableimp]

hoohoohee!

[halfratsalready]

Leda: If I become the evil overlord, I will never harm my minions

[5 years later]

Highly throwable minion: hoohoohee

Night Swan: hmm

[gin-juice-tonic]

hoohoohee

[hms-incorrect-quotes]

Mind: if I become the evil overlord I will never harm my minions

[5 years later]

Heart (highly throwable): hoohoohee

Mind: hmm

[vigilskeep]

Harker why did you tag that with Sebastian. WHAT

sebastian: if i become the vengeful tyrant i will never harm my subjects

[5 years later]

highly throwable starkhaven soldier: hoohoohee

sebastian: hmm