#hopefully when im reborn I do better

[evil-fluffynewts]

I don’t know what to do anymore. I am jealous of everyone. They all get to live and be happy and get away. What am I supposed to do? I don’t have anything. I’m nothing. I don’t care about anyone, and the one person I do care about I don’t want to stress. Everyday I wonder when I’m gonna get over the fear and just get it over with.

[darkdemeter]

Dem Hi! I'm back with a bit of an unhinged ask here:

Im sure this doodle gives you an idea where this is going. I was just making myself some tea, and I was thinking about Lovers In Eden (i was going to listen to a song called Eastward of Eden by Amelia Day,hence the association). And Since I am a film student, a writer and i took script classes as my subject las trimester, i offer you this unhinged recap of my conspiracy theory. So LIE (Lover in Eden) introduces us to the idea that Strife killed Y/N after a bloodlust outburst,right? Well, at first i didnt think too much of it, but then the chapter ends with the four on earth, which felt a little disembodied from the prologue. Which brings me to the hipothesis which is: Strife's lover is on earth,reborn without their memories. My proof for this theory is this: 1) We know that in the darksiders universe there is such thing as a well of souls, we know they go through the kingdom of the dead to repent and then be reborn through the well. 2) you wouldntve put the line "Love slayer" if it wasnt relevant to the plot. (Writing often times includes phrasing things a certain way to hint at other things). 3) Why would you close the chapter where you did? What relevance does the fact that the four are now on earth have? Simple, Strife will find a reborn,survivor Y/N and will fall in love with them (and have a crisis once he realizes its a whole like soulmates finding eachother again situation) 4) and last (which came to me as i wrote this) if you were to center the story only on Strife and the reader without the reader being reborn, you wouldve just started it from the medieval age/wherever strife met the reader and not end with the four on earth. Of course dont gotta tell me if im right,dont want to spoil the whole fic anyways. But I felt the need to share this with you. (I genuienly felt like the pepe silvia meme). And yeah, one offshoot of all this is that maybe the reader isnt a reborn soulmate, and that the prologue could just set up this inherit guilt and fear towards love that Strife has. Until we get the next chapter, i lay in wait...scheming/lhj/hj Have a nice rest of your day and i hope you've enjoyed my unhinged ramble. -Jer. PD: i feel so silly for sending this whole thing but as a fellow writer i know theres nothing we love more than ppl theorizing about our stuff. So here you go. I hope it doest read as overbearing,i just genuienly love your stuff.

First off, I love your pepe doodle! It’s so perfect. In fact I find it so funny that I made this a little bit ago myself... (As much as I'd love to rant and such about my AUs' lore and headcanons, I made this for shits and gigs)

I absolutely adore hearing theories readers have about my fics. (Sorry this has taken FOR-EV-ER to respond to, I'm terrible with replying at times)

I also fucking LOVE that you're a film student, I think that makes this whole theory situation even better because I do tend to have a very movie-esque thought process when writing. (Blooper reel and BTS footage rent free in my head)

And I think I've got the mind stewing a bit with that recent post, Flowers From My Lover. Without hopefully giving away anything, you do have some valid and interesting points in your theories and has me going, "Oh Jer is good little detective." You get a cookie for your theory skills!

There are indeed certain key details and clues I put in on purpose and it's so interesting to see what readers pick up on. And yes, the well of souls is involved to some extent in this plotline, but not in the way you might think...

I also find your choice of the word "reborn" interesting. Very obviously and right out the gates, I will say that yes, reader is alive in this story. But it's the manner in which reader's alive and again, the reborn theory is interesting and again, possibly not in a way you're expecting. Though it seems rather simple, I will tease that there is... quite a bit more to it than what's at face value.

And I wanna tease this little clue too because it is one of my favourites: It's interesting how the fic's title has a double meaning in plain sight...

[vincess-princess]

in darkness shall you be reborn

Chapter 13.

Word count: 3073 Warnings: a bit of violence, i guess? A/N: hi hello it's me just a month after the previous chapter. my classes started and every day im running to work and then to uni across the entire city like a headless chicken so i don't really have much energy for anything else. but i'm gonna try hard to keep posting semi-regularly at least!

Vince’s guess proved true when he climbed the stairs to the hatch and peered outside. The pirates gathered in the middle of the deck in a circle, and within it there was movement and frequent, irregular clunking, each eliciting cheering or booing from the pirates. Occasionally he could hear Nikki shout. Vince hesitated a bit, pretty convinced it would be unwise to show up after Nikki so explicitly disapproved of it, but his bitterness over the recent humiliation prevailed and he climbed onto the deck and walked behind pirates’ backs until he distinguished Mick’s.

“Vince? Whatcha doing here?” Mick asked, startled when Vince patted his shoulder.

“Wanted to see what’s going on. I’m always missing all the fun.”

“Well, you have. Happy now?” Mick wanted to add something, but his voice drowned in Nikki’s yelling.

“Tom, are you trying to show us a minuet here? What’s all this leg-kicking? Feet firmly on the floor, shoulder-width apart, knees bent, or you’ll get knocked down immediately! Bobby, push him! See, you almost fell! You gotta be steady as a mountain or you’ll get trampled. Get in the stance now. Lower! Bend your goddamn knees! Alright, that will do. Bobby, push him again. See? Didn’t sway a bit. Now keep that in mind as you go for another round. Three, two, one, go!”

The clunking resumed.

“Oh yes. Finally it’s not me he’s yelling at. But – fencing lessons on a pirate ship, really? And you all are fine with him bossing you around like that?”

“Well,” Mick sighed, “you too admitted that the motherfucker is damn good. And you can’t let your skill go rusty, not in our walk of life. Besides, it’s a good way for the guys to blow off steam.”

“Can’t wait to see you in action.” The respect the crew and even the captain held for the cook was obvious, and Vince was dying to know what caused it. Mick didn’t look much of a fighter, but pirates were the kind of people who only respected brutal force, so there must have been something Vince couldn’t see – not yet, at least.

“You won’t,” Mick ruthlessly thwarted his hopes. “Twenty years ago, maybe. Now my bones won’t let me.”

“You don’t take part in raids then?”

“Close combat is not the only way to take down an enemy, y’know.” Mick patted his holster. No other explanation was needed.

They watched Tom lose to Bobby again when the wooden sword of the latter smashed into his wrist with a crack – hopefully the crack of wood – making him cry out and drop his weapon. His opponent was two heads taller, his arm as thick as Tom’s leg. Tom wasn’t capable of taking his opponent down by force no matter how hard he tried.

“The right stance here won’t help, not with their size difference,” Vince told Mick. “His endurance is also lacking. The longer the fight, the smaller his chance to win. The guy’s only hope is speed. He needs to focus on that.”

Mick gave him a long, hard look.

“You really think you know better than Nikki? He took you down in a couple minutes.”

“I know my theory.” Vince shrugged. “He, on the other hand, seems to be an intuitive type. He honed his own skill to perfection, sure, but he’s got gaps in his overall knowledge of the craft. For example, how it can be readjusted for different body types.”

“Well, your ‘knowledge of the craft’ didn’t help you much,” Mick said sharply. Then, seeing Vince’s hurt expression, softened somewhat. “You better keep it to yourself. Nikki’s not gonna like it if you go around undermining his superiority like that.”

“No one would listen to me anyway,” Vince huffed. “He made sure of that.”

“I wouldn’t be so convinced,” Mick smiled mysteriously.

“What do you mean?”

But the old pirate refused to elaborate no matter how hard Vince tried, and soon Vince gave up and switched his attention to the new pair of fighters in the ring. Slash and Duff were inseparable even during the training, Vince thought, as he watched them get into positions.

This fight was quite a bit fairer, as Slash’s almost snake-like agility compensated somewhat for Duff’s height and weight advantage. It could only do so much, though: multiple times he got too close to Duff to land a blow powerful enough to knock down, and imminently had to retreat when facing a counterattack.

“Are there, like, rules for the fight?” Vince whispered to Mick. “Or just freestyle?”

“Only one: the fight goes on until one is downed or disarmed.”

“No prohibited moves, nothing?”

Mick looked at him like he was an idiot. “The only exception is the eyes. Everything else is fine, as long as they don’t get too excited. Limit them now, they will never show their full potential in a real fight.”

“And if someone gets seriously injured?”

“With a wooden stick? Don’t be ridiculous. Anyone who’d let that happen doesn’t belong on the Shout. And Izzy’s here eating our food for a reason.”

Vince involuntarily searched the crowd for the skinny, black-clad surgeon. To his surprise, next to him he spotted a familiar ginger head.

“So almost everything is off limits then.”

“I’ve been trying to say that the whole time.”

“Then why doesn’t Slash go for Duff’s crotch? He’s gotten close enough several times by now. Duff’s completely open, he won’t have the time to parry or dodge. It’s so obvious - but Slash doesn’t seem to notice.”

Mick looked at him with amusement.

“Damn, you’re vicious. Maybe he just doesn’t want to be a dick, you ever thought of that?”

“Alright, not the crotch,” Vince backed down, belatedly realizing that he too wouldn’t want to do it to a friend. “The knee’s open as well, and you can topple anyone with a well-placed strike there- Oh. That must have hurt.”

Duff’s sword collided with Slash’s shoulder with a loud crash, kicking the weapon out of his hand and almost knocking him to the ground. Slash staggered back, grasping at the hurt shoulder with his left hand and cursing like… well, like a sailor.

“Sorry, mate!” Duff raised his hands in an apologetic gesture, but Slash spat on the deck in disdain, turned his back on Duff and walked away proudly, plopping down onto a bench just a few feet away from Vince and Mick. Duff frowned, but didn’t follow him; instead he handed over his sword to the next combatant and disappeared in the opposite part of the crowd.

“Slash, you gotta learn to lose!” Vince heard Nikki’s voice. “And also work on your grip!”

Pirates in the circle laughed. When Slash showed them the middle finger, they laughed louder. Vince swallowed a lump of yearning in his throat; it slid down his chest and stomach, coating his insides in cold slime. This laughter was so different from what he was always getting. Not jeering and mocking, but light-hearted and good-natured, the one you would hear from your friends when you trip over. But they weren’t his friends and would never be.

Vince hastily kicked the unwanted emotion into the back of his mind and forcefully smoothened the frown on his face before turning to Mick and speaking to him as cheerfully as he could.

“Wow. Did I just see the inseparable couple separate?”

“That’s not for long,” Mick waved his hand. “Slash only gets pissed at Duff when he loses, which is almost always. But he comes around quickly. Wait and see, they’ll be thick as thieves in an hour again.”

“Well, no wonder he loses all the time. His grip is fine, perfecting it further won’t yield much use. His problems stem from trying to use a strategy not fit for his capabilities. He’s pushing forward like he’s got all 200 pounds in him, and of course it doesn’t work. He should make use of his agility instead.”

Mick sighed.

“Do you just turn a deaf ear to me every time I open my mouth? You won’t like it if Nikki learns you’ve been shit-talking him. That includes talking to me. You never know who might be listening nearby.”

Vince couldn’t help but look around suspiciously, a chill creeping down his spine. There were several pirates nearby, but all of them were captivated by the fight. Were – or just pretended to be?

Then he looked back at Mick and grew even more uneasy.

“You wouldn’t…?” he trailed off, recalling everything he told Mick over those days on the Shout. Were Nikki to learn some of that, Vince would be fucked.

Not a muscle moved on Mick’s face, but his features as though sharpened, lines on his face deepened, and the chilling-blue gaze turned outright freezing.

“I’m not a snitch, princess. I know how to keep my mouth shut. That’s why I lasted so long here.” He looked away, crossing his arms on his chest. “You know, if Nikki had learned about your midnight stroll, you wouldn’t be sleepin’ in the galley no more.”

“Oh. Right.” Vince’s guts twisted into a knot. Did he just turn away the only friendly face on this ship? “Sorry, man. I never thought you’d do something like that.”

“Thinking is not a sin. Running your mouth before you think is.” Mick’s voice was still cold, sending Vince further down the anxiety spiral.

“How many more ways of saying ‘shut up’ can you invent?” Vince scrambled to come up with a joke to test the waters. To his relief, corners of Mick’s mouth curved into a smile.

“Definitely not enough for you to actually do it.”

“Well, who else is going to provide you with unwelcome yet high-quality commentary then?” Vince smiled, feeling the knot in his stomach loosen. This felt damn close.

Mick let out an exaggerated sigh. “If only you did your goddamn job with the same zeal… Y’know, if you’ve got so much energy to spare, maybe I should increase your workload?”

“I don’t like the direction this conversation is taking.”

“The only way to stop a conversation is to-“

“Fine, fine!” Vince groaned. “I’m shutting up.”

They watched a few more pairs of fighters. The majority of them were surprisingly decent, somehow turning the absolute lack of technique into their advantage. Those that didn’t manage to do so probably didn’t last long in this profession. Some, like Axl, functioned entirely on uncontained rage, which worked up to an opponent intrepid enough not to piss his breeches at the sight of an armed to the teeth pirate charging at him with insane eyes and a naked blade. Judging by how long Axl managed to last on the pirate ship, though, this tactics must have been working pretty well.

The ring emptied, and a strange silence descended on the ship for a moment before the pirates erupted in exulted cries. Vince couldn’t understand what caused it until a few seconds later, when he saw Nikki and Tommy walk into the ring, wielding real, steel rapiers.

“No way,” Vince could only mumble, watching them get into positions. “They’ll kill each other.”

“Relax, princess.” Mick looked at him condescendingly. “They do it all the time. Haven’t had any accidents.”

“Yet.” Not that Vince would mind Nikki getting impaled or, God bless, even killed, but it was much more likely to happen to Tommy, and, as backhanded and humiliating his protection was, it was still protection. Mick could only help Vince when on his territory; behind the closed doors of Nikki’s cabin Tommy was the only one capable of bringing Nikki to his senses.

“They know what they’re doing. You’ll see.”

The two pirates drew their rapiers.

Last time Vince only saw Nikki and Tommy in action together was at a periphery of his vision that was already clouded with rage, and then Nikki got him too fast to really understand anything except that he was damn good. Now Vince could see them properly, and that sure was a sight.

They started off slowly, even languidly, rapiers pointing to the ground, steps soft. Tommy attacked first – leaped forward, rapier flashing in the sun. Nikki ducked, his hair flying; a loud clank, and Tommy jumped back just as effortlessly, grinning from ear to ear.

Almost immediately – another strike, a whoosh in the air, another rapid retreat. Tommy pranced around Nikki like a young thoroughbred, showering him in quick, untargeted stabs, never too long in one place for Nikki to land a counterattack yet neither gathering enough momentum to penetrate Nikki’s defense. Not that it was even possible: not once had Nikki opened up enough for Tommy to land a hit, firmly standing his ground, parrying with short, precise movements, never move more than a step away from his original position. If Tommy wanted to exhaust him through endless attacks, he only achieved the opposite. His style would have worked on someone with worse reflexes or less steady stance; Nikki had neither of those things, so Tommy’s strikes, flashy as they were, grew shallower and more predictable as he depleted his energy. He wasn’t really to blame for this, though: so far Vince couldn’t spot any fault in Nikki’s move set, detect a single miscalculated movement. There really was not much to be done in this case.

Tommy must have grown tired and lost his focus, but Vince spotted the moment Nikki shifted his weight forward to counterattack earlier than the first mate. Chary and discreet – unexperienced fighters would even think lazy - in his movements before, now he charged forward with such force the lines of his silhouette blurred for a split second. Vince flinched, as if it was his stomach the cold steel was going to pierce. There was no way Tommy could parry that.

And Tommy didn’t. He swirled in place, turning his body sideways – rather awkwardly, but it worked. Nikki’s rapier stabbed the air mere inches away from his skin and withdrew just as rapidly when he returned back into his initial position, restoring the defense sacrificed for a daring move.

The pirates cheered and clapped. Vince looked at Mick round-eyed.

“This isn’t a performance. It’s real.”

“Of course, it’s real. This ain’t a circus.”

“He almost got him.”

“The key word here is ‘almost’.”

“A fraction of a second later, and we’d be wiping Tommy’s guts off the deck now.”

Mick pursed his lips in exasperation. “You don’t have to watch if you’re so faint-hearted. Nobody invited you in the first place.”

“It’s not about me,” Vince bristled. “It’s about your captain and first mate fighting to death and you all just watching.”

“Since when you’re so worried about them?” Mick narrowed his eyes. “Do you want me to think all your shaking and sniveling and midnight walking is just a show then? Because you go on like this, I might just start thinking that.”

Vince froze, mouth half-open. Yeah, he’d rather Mick spat him in the face than say something like that. And he thought hearing the faking accusations from Tommy was hurtful. Turned out it was a splinter next to Mick’s backstab.

“You think I’m faking?” he asked, his voice two tones higher than he wanted it to be. “You think I’m secretly enjoying it?”

Mick rolled his eyes. “No. I don’t think anyone would enjoy that. But to me, you do get too dramatic about it. A whore gets the same treatment as you every night, but you don’t see them lining up to throw themselves off the docks. And their pay usually only covers food and lodging, which you get for free here, so no benefits in that either.”

“You’re saying I’m overreacting.”

“I’m saying that you don’t realize how much worse it could have gotten for you if Nikki hadn’t decided to keep you here. You think they’d waste your pretty ass away at a plantation, like the rest of your crew? Ha. There are things that even whores won’t do, and that’s where slaves come in. And from what I’ve seen on you, Nikki’s actually pretty mild in that regard.”

“You call that mild-“ Vince began indignantly when a loud thump interrupted him, drawing his and Mick’s attention back to the fight.

Nikki, who up to this moment kept tight defense with only a few quick attacks here and there, went into assault. If Vince hadn’t seen him in that state before, the sudden change in demeanor from what seemed as careful and unwieldy, sluggish even, would have come as a very unpleasant surprise. It would also most likely be the last surprise of his life. Nikki’s blade moved so fast it was more akin to a silvery gust of wind; his whole body was like a string, receptive to so much as blinking of the opponent, almost predicting it. A chill creeped down Vince’s spine: he didn’t even realise during their incredibly short clash how damn deadly the pirate captain was. It even seemed as if he was purposefully holding back during their fight.

Tommy held up to his second-in-command status pretty well, though. It was clear how much his movement coordination lacked compared to Nikki, but his reaction and distance perception were incredibly well-developed for a self-taught former child beggar. His technique, or rather the mastery with which he employed the lack thereof, would first induce a heart attack in Vince’s swordsmanship teacher, who then, after being brought back to his senses, would offer to teach the ingenious savage free of charge. It wasn’t a surprise Tommy stood out among the rest of the pirates, and it was pretty clear Nikki chose him as his first mate not just because he and Nikki were a thing.

But the continuous attacks of the first half of the fight exhausted Tommy, and now Nikki made sure he didn’t have a single moment to catch his breath. Vince could see Tommy’s movements grow jerky and spasmic, his reaction time getting longer. His imminent defeat was a matter of a couple of minutes.

Vince’s estimate was very close: one hundred and fifty-two seconds later (he counted) Tommy miscalculated a step and ended up closer to Nikki than he intended. The punishment for the mistake was fast and merciless. The rapier rattled against the wood of the deck as Tommy collided with it with a loud crash and a pained groan. Nikki stepped up, lined the tip of his rapier with Tommy’s twitching Adam’s apple.

“You lose,” he said, smiling.

[ravenouscultleader780]

COTL : Planning on Making my Own COTL AU Very Soon(In Celebration of TROTOF DLC Update coming soon hopefully this Month or April) OCs Included(Sketch Drawings Only)

Hello Fellow Cultists, Well i've been pretty M.I.A for a while, so im not dead and am really excited for The Upcoming Major Update for COTL titled Relics of The Old Faith(with 4 Brand New Structures Coming in it aswell!) and I've been also seeing inspo on Tumblr by searching for cotl AUs and some of them are Amazing & Even Interesting with The Lore of This Game's Characters, Including NPCs aswell! so I've have decided to Plan my own Cult of The Lamb AU(It's Nameless for now) but The Plot is Simply a Epilogue or Possible Prediction for ROTOF's Postgame Story(What If The Bishops can be Resurrected, Reborn as Smol Followers like Narinder has and with Lamberina(My Lambsona OC who's introduce soon) along with Her Faithful & Loyal Followers try their best to Help Nari & His Sibs get along by doing Family Therapy and with Lamberina struggling to Reform each Smol Bishop(or Baby Bishops in this Case) along with Meeting New Friends and Discovering New Locations along her Journey.

This Will Feature Followers in my Own Cult(I have Currently Created 2 Completed Saves both Spared Narinder) and will even have my iwn OCs and Maybe Bring Back Ratuu as a Bonus. But For Now I'll do some Refs for Each Character(And Insert my Good Friends from Discord into the background as Cameos or Easter Eggs, Maybe even Family Members)

As for The Ships that will be involved, Obviously Narilamb will be in this only difference is Lamberina is a Sweet & Sour Lamb(don't mess with her when she's angry or messing with her Sweet Nari or Other Spouses) Next to That will be SozoxHelob(Better Ship than Sozolamb and Makes Sense that their both Insects) and Finally There will be a Bishop x Follower OC Ship in this mainly Leshy x OC type ship(cuz after playing each save, i noticed out of all the bishops Leshy goes easy on you, hence why he's the youngest and he's a pacifist i.e doesn't cause any plagues on your cult like famine or illness/plague sickness to any of your followers or even makes your loyal followers fight against you. he's such a sweet pacifist bush boy i love him) so of course any follower in lamb's cult would easily befriend him possibly even one of the reformed bosses like Barbatos or his Henchman Amduias even.

And There will be a Bonus Part to Revive Ratuu(Since he deserves better and even M.M/COTL's Official Twitter made it Canon that the Knucklebones gang doesn't matter for ratuu vesseling the red crown they love him no matter what he does! which is super sweet and wholesome to me) with Red Shady Fox Included.

and Finally Here is The Cast List(so Far) in this AU.

Starring :

Lamberina(Lamb)

Narinder(TOWW)

Leshy(Rebirthed)

Heket(Rebirthed)

Kallamar(Rebirthed)

Shamura(Rebirthed)

Sozo(Revived, Hence he's OD sadly, is dating Helob)

Helob(Sozo's Husband)

Side Characters :

Followers-Oldor(Horse or Donkey?), Aquamarine(Blue Cat), Turquoise(Blue Cat), Samantha(Purple Blood Moon Batdemon), Opal(Frog), Tay(Blue Wasp/Bee), Barbatos(Female Dune Worm), Valefar(Dig Worm), Slaughter(Scorpion), Chilli Dog(Hedgehog), Amanda & Armillo(Twin Sib Fennick Foxes), Stella(Female Snail) & Plumsweet(Female Unicorn)

OCs : Prya(Red Cat), Carrie(Pangolin), Athena(Crow), Benjamin/Benny(Crow), Cobb(Deer Skull) & M3gan(Nightwolf), Natasha(Nightwolf)

End of Cast.

This is pretty much my 1st big COTL Based Project Im doing in countdown to the update(in celebration of the Game's 1 yr anniversary this August! but that's later down the line) and maybe i will use this AU as a Main Blog Post if i stop my Journal Diaries of my Saves In-Game.

Hope you all like this post, comment down below of what you think of my W.I.P of my 1st attempt COTL AU and maybe add inspo for adding new Bishop OCs as a Concept Villain or Villains in the Storyline.

This will have it's own Seperate Blog all dedicated to This AU soon but the 1st few Chapters will be posted on this Blog first as a First Attempt.

Goodnight yall

Edit : "So I decided i'm more of a Pencil Sketch Artist and will Draw Some Ref Sketches of The Main Characters, OCs and The Smol Bishops soon(maybe I'll start Either Tonight or Maybe Tomorrow) just a small quick change.

[pradaksj]

AOT THEORY 139

AOT THEORY/RANT ‼️ DO NOT READ IF YOU’RE NOT A MANGA READER // 138 SPOILERS

ok so im like 90% sure that Eren has been going through a time loop and that dream or alternative reality or whatever with Mikasa was just one of the many or  multiple times he’s lived that reality. When he closed his eyes and Mikasa said “see you later Eren” he then wakes up under the tree bc the time loop isn’t allowing him to live that peaceful reality and he also sends those memories of that alternative reality to the Eren of the past. 

So in other words he MUST go through with the rumbling in order for the time loop to stop. When he asked Mikasa what he meant to her and she said “family” , that was his sign that the time loop was broken and the only way to move forward was to continue with the rumbling. Had she answered any different and they would’ve lived in the cottage with him dying and waking up under the tree once again. 

In the right panel along with the top left, we see Mikasa with the shortest her hair has been, which is why when Eren wakes up he questions her hair length. 

I think 139 will be Eren finally admitting everything to us (the readers) on how he’s lived through the time loop many many times, trying to find a different loop hole with each and every time it ending up with him waking up under the tree. Thus meaning the ONLY way to break the time loop has always been to continue with the rumbling aka the only way to move forward. 

To add to this, Kruger himself says “save Mikasa, Armin, and everyone else” never does he mention saving Eren. Eren can’t be selfish because every time he is, the time loop just starts over again. So by continuing with the rumbling Eren enters a timeline that’s never occurred meaning it’s a new beginning BUT he has to die in the end in order for the time loop to stop. 

Ymir will most likely revert all the eldians into humans and remove their ability to become titans thus making them “normal’ beings with the world starting anew, absolutely FREE. 

Historia’s child will be the first Eldian to be born “free” of the curse, war, bloodshed, etc. Maybe Eren is her baby daddy (honestly I dont care bc im not a shipper for either EH or EM or anyone for that fact) but ive been thinking that Historia’s going to be dead from childbirth or something (this is just a random long shot btw) and that MAYBE it’s Mikasa holding the baby in the final panel saying “you are free” which is bittersweet because it’s all Eren’s ever wanted but will never get to experience. I'm only saying it could possibly be Mikasa because of her short hair. 

And so the whole point of AOT has always been TO BREAK THE TIME LOOP.

I know a lot of people fear of the last chapter ending with him waking up but 138 is that. It’s showing us that he’s been waking up under that tree for who knows how long but we’re now watching for the first time is the time loop being broken. 

Now like I said I’m not even 100% confident and im sure there’s even better theories than this with better explanations but idk man the time loop is definitely the most plausible theory I think especially if there’s only one chapter left. 

Also something that stuck out to me that doesn’t really add to this rant but more of the time loop is when Zeke says ...

“I guess I wouldn’t mind being born once again after all.” 

when I read 137 that was the line that had me ?????? and I felt like no one was talking about it 😭 (on twitter at least). idk if this means he really will be reborn as historia’s baby or??? hopefully yams ties this in 139. 

Who knows maybe Eren’s body is in Paradis and he really will let everyone die, and it'll ultimately be him holding that baby in the end. or isayama can do a complete mind fuck to us and have it be grisha holding a baby Eren and restart the time loop. IDK IDK IDK but im literally this meme 

I feel like I could add more to this to make my theory stronger but I legit just needed to rant and get this out my system bc I felt myself going crazy. ANON OR MESSAGE ME ur thoughts and theories, I need someone to discuss all of this with. 

[ammitys-blog]

hewwo katy-bean here uwu. im stuck in 2k14 and 2k15 bc i still watch ah and listen to arctic monkeys. im katy, im twenty, and i never learned how to read but hopefully my english degree will finally help me read and write. soooo this is amity ... my love ... my child ... anyway yeah under the cut will be some stuff abt her ig so like hmu or like this post if u wanna plot ✌️😜

► 「 KRISTINE FROSETH, TWENTY ONE, CIS!FEMALE, MUSE 14A 」 hey, have you seen amity prescott around the streets of mansford lately ? she has been living here for the past twelve years, and during that time people have really gotten to know them as tenacious and ostentatious. rumour has it that they tend to be a bit decadent and cruel, though. i heard they are a student at the university of mansford. maybe you can find them around debbie’s diner ! 「 katy, twenty, she/they, gmt 」

so she was born on 25 of july, at almost 2pm, to two fabulous, amazing, RICH parents

her mom raised her on good manners and being as pliant as a doll, also probably some religious lessons; shoutout to the south !

her father, on the other hand, was like ... around but not there. its a thing of she’d talk to him abt smth she likes ( like the latest pop music or how AMAZING miss judy garland looked in her latest movie ) but alas .. he would say theyre stupid and that she shouldnt pay attention to it – it was ruining her mind ! when she talked abt things he liked on the other hand he would talk abt how she’s the trophy daughter, his best creation

( see where im goin w this )

( also the reason shes gettin her degree in economics ! he made his money by bein a fuccin stock broker, sold his soul to the Devil to be good at it )

basically she now grows up being docile, aware of assimilating into any situation through being docile and sensual

her mother DIED when she was nine, so she had to teach herself how to deal w men in her teens bc her dad sure as shit aint gna help

they also moved to mansford at that point, bye bye new orleans hello texas

all this passivity tho ... its gna WANT to come out at some point right??

its like when u reply to a religious person whom says ‘god intended us to meet today’ and u reply, soft and delicate as velvet, with ‘yes, he wanted me to tell u ur doing an amazing job, ur an amazing apostle; john the baptist reborn’. yeah, she has that kinda off kilter vibe

also like, imagine someone going from vacant eyed expression to smiling and a short giggle back to that emotionless mask. she has that sorta artificiality u kno?? shes borderline creepy-child-in-a-horror-movie in that regard

but yeah shes soft but its a deceptive softness.

honestly just think a mix of amanda and lily from thoroughbreds

but yes ples love me i will love U so much i promise, ill do any plot

toxic friends?? love that. enemies?? even better. people from school?? fuccin N*CE. friends with benefits?? ur speakin my language.

what i mean by toxic friends too is like, ur character would draw out the ‘darker’ side of her softness if ya feel me. or the other way round ! lit im up for anything 😭

OH also this ( https://www.pinterest.ie/katypngs/amity/ ) is her board if u biches wanna see how i imagine her aesthetically <3

i also gotta stats page that isnt quite perfected yet but u still can see a lot abt her there !

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[[Update]]

[[Hi, hey, hello! So, some of y’all may have noticed that I haven’t been the most active person on here. Oh, I reblog musings, answer some asks, but I haven’t been doing of what I consider substantial. There’s a lot of reasons for that, and I’m gonna post them under a Read More, but for those who want the quick version or those who are mobile:

TL:DR; Haven’t had a personal computer for awhile, just got one, and I’m rebooting Sawyer.

Now, the first one is kinda easy to explain. Haven’t had a lot of money for awhile, and through saving at this job I work, I’ve been able to get a new computer! Not the greatest, admittedly, but enough to get what I need done. Now, rebooting Sawyer...that’s probably going to require some explaining.

So, when I started Sawyer out, he was using my file as the basis for his team. At first, that didn’t pose a lot of problems, but as Sawyer’s tastes and personality formed, I found a lot of his Pokemon weren’t the most fitting of his tastes, and it made this awkward mismash. There’s a reason Sawyer’s gone through god knows how many Pokemon: I’ve been trying to find what his team is, while still being a powerful team that Sawyer can use, and it’s been a giant mess. Now some of you may wonder why not just reboot what Sawyer’s team was and retcon everything else? Well...there’s another problem.

For those who don’t know, Pokemon Reborn is not a complete game. The contest comes out in Episodes, and Sawyer’s save was made around Episode 15. We’re on 17 now. Now again, that doesn’t sound like much, but keep in mind, new episodes mean new mechanics, new Pokemon, etc. Hell, with Episode 17, we now not only have Alolan Pokemon, but there’s a relationship mechanic that needs to be explored now, in addition to the events and such that warrant another run through Reborn.

So here’s the gist: since this new playthrough is going to be based around Sawyer, I’ve got to make choices and actions based on *his* perspective, instead of mine, which is going to take time and effort. For a reminder, Sawyer arrived in Reborn at 16, and he’s now 20. And this journey isn’t over, he’s still got a lot to do and he’s already done so much. Which brings me to you all.

Sawyer left Reborn to act on his diplomatic duties (a concept I want to touch on with this reboot), and has had several relationships that have impacted his character in some way. I intend to reach out to those who have had an impact on him, and see what can be done about the relationship. There is going to be a change in where Sawyer went for his second championship, so some people he’ll have never met, and others he will know. I will reach out, again, to see what can happen. On that note, feel free to IM me here or on Discord (assuming it stops updating, JESUS I WANNA TALK TO MY PEEPS).

But in the meantime, Sawyer is going to take a hiatus. When he emerges once more, he’ll hopefully be better, more focused...and hopefully, enjoyed by you.]]

[spitelout]

As that makes sense, thank you for answering my questions! => Hmm this one might be a weird one but if when the gang have a run in with a new dragon who's breath has the ability to de-age anything it touches for a limited amount of time, how would Spitelout react to his son conning back a toddler again and staying that way for a few days? Espicially if his now toddler son would want/need his attention so often?

He would be unbelieving at first, then angry, it would probably take him a bit to realize Baby Snotlout doesn’t have his memory intact, hes just a baby again….Then he would fall right back into his old dad ways, making silly noises while trying to teach him how to use his bludgeon properly all over.

Because what greater pride is there in the Jorgensen family than to train the young to be just as good as their parents =3

He probably isn’t the most responsible parent, however. I mean…neither was Stoick, they both gave their children deadly weapons as their first gifts.

He was probably rougher than most people, I can see him putting Snotlout with Terrible Terrors to make them play fight and then beaming with pride over any scars the toddler might receive in the tussle.However, I can also see him reassuring the toddler as they cry that this is a good thing, that they will grow into a strong warrior and be able to tell the tale of when they beat a dragon as a baby. (In fact, I think thats where the idea of Stoick killing a dragon with his bare hands as a baby came from…exaggerated scar stories. It probably happened about the same way….with a Terrible Terror.)

Tbh, if such an event occurred, Hookfang would probably have to take over caring for the reborn Snotlout because I just dont believe Spitelout is capable of being a responsible adult with babies, he doesn’t understand how fragile they ARE compared to what they CAN BE.He, among other vikings in the tribe, were probably the type to put several babies in a ring and watch them fight.Vikings are communal - even in parenting, so its possible he often left Snotlout with anyone willing to watch him….The twins parents come to mind - which is probably why they spend so much time together as teens as well, they were raised together.However, its possible Snotllouts mother died later in his life and she raised him until he was able to walk and follow his father around. Perhaps she raised the tins as well - they do mention they’re orphans, but -shrugs- their pasts are pretty clouded in mystery too.

Unfortunately, with this in mind, the twins would probably convince Spitelout to let them watch baby Snotlout for a bit and…I think we can all guess how that would go.

Lets just hope Hookfang isn’t affected by this as well, bc that baby is going to need a guardian angel - especially a five ton angel of fangs and flame

Also , since your ask was so specific, heres a sorta drabble based around it.

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There are few things that can surprise Spitelout these days, very few, but as the small viking - no, chieftain, Hiccup, stood awkwardly before him, he found himself at a loss. Hiccup was always presenting the tribe with surprises, and now, it seemed, he was presenting a very personal one to him.

Curious, and perhaps a bit bemused by the awkward chieftains shuffling he began the conversation, “What brings the chief of Berk to my door today?”

Hiccup scratched the back of his neck as he looked between the ground and Spitelouts gaze, “Uuuuuuh,” He took a deep breath and let it out, “Spitelout…” There was something heavy on his mind and he didn’t seem to know how to get it out.

“Yes, I am he. go on, boyyo.”

“While we were out exploring the islands, we encountered a dragon we had never seen before, it was amazing, it was - - ” Hiccup never had been the best at getting to the point, but Spitelout let him ramble; the lad really liked his tales, Stoick had too….

Luckily, Astrid stepped in, ah, what a great lass, always straight to the point. “What hes trying to say is, we found a new dragon and Snotlout being Snotlout, well,…” she trailed off, biting her lip as she held out a tightly wrapped bundle towards him, a Snotlouts helm delicately placed atop it.

Spitelout felt his brow furrow as his gaze trailed down to the bundle. There was a tightness in his chest that he refused to acknowledge. Had his boy really gotten himself-

He glanced up as Snotlouts Monstrous Nightmare waddled into view, it seemed anxious, but not particularly upset. Strange, that.

He became plagued with wary curiosity.

“Hes a bit…shorter than when we left this morning,” Astrid continued at last, a light chuckle in her voice,

He took the bundle in one burly hand and gingerly unwrapped it with the other.

He looked back up at the pair, who continued to watch him warily and awkwardly at the same time, he furrowed his brows deeper, trying to decipher what sort of game or joke they were playing at. He looked to them fr answers.

“Spitelout, this- this is your son.”

Spitelout chuckled heartily,  it was just some game they were playing, strange, he always assumed they were different from the twins. “I only ave the one, boyyo, don’t think I could handle anotha.”

“No, Spitelout, that is - this is Snotlout.” Hiccup insisted. “the dragon he battled had this strange…” he struggled to find words, “venom, I guess is the best word for it, that, when inhaled, reverses the aging process and turns people back into younger versions of themselves.”

Spitelout critically searched their faces for the lie, then stared down at the child in his hands, it looked back at him with familiar grey eyes.

“Gothi says theres a cure, but we have to find all the parts.” Hiccup hesitated, choosing his words carefully. “Until then, you need to take care of him…”

“Alrigh, Ill play your lil game, ” he sighed good-heartedly. He found it hard to believe such a thing could really happen, “But if ye needed  babysitta, all ye had to do was ask.”

Hiccup began to protest, but Astrid stopped him, pulling him away with one last wary glance behind her and leading him to their dragons.

Spitelout shook his head as their shadows vanished in the horizon, it seemed the pair still had a ways to go before they became parents of their own. He looked back down at the child and wiggled his fingers near their face making silly noises as he did so. The child gripped his fingers tightly, and a seed of doubt entered his mind.

—————

He was angry at first, pacing the room as the Monstrous Nightmare coiled itself around the child and watched him carefully he didn’t doubt that the thing would light the entire archipelago on fire just to protect Snotlout, but he wasn’t concerned by its low rumble.

“Ow could you go an be so brash!” he scolded loudly, “I ave told yew time and time again, ye cant jus rush in blind!”

“Now, Look at ye! Reduced to - to this! Well I ave news fer yew, Im not changing that diaper. Yew can change it yerself!”

The child sniffled, a cry beginning to bark from their throat.

“Oh don’t start yer cryin, Ive told ye about this before. Were Jorgensens! We don’t cry! We make other people cry!”  he tried to sound harsh, but there was a softness edging into his voice as tears streamed down the childs face.

The Monstrous Nightmare was growling now, a full fledged snarl that bared every single dagger-point fang in his head.

“Oi don’t ye start! Where were yewwhen this happened anyway?”

The dragon bulked at the accusation and simmered back into a low rumble.

Spitelout sighed as the childs screams ripped through his home. He wasn’t angry, he was frustrated, frustrated at himself.

Freya help him, he couldn’t raise a child alone.

Ignoring the dragon he plucked Snotlout from its coils and sang him the Jorgensen lullaby.

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“its just wee scratch,” he reassured his son as the toddler screeched and flailed away from the terrible Terror. “Hopefully it will scar and then yewll have a story to tell when ye get older!”

The baby sniffled unconvinced, but curious. 

“Ye can tell em you got it grappling a berserker who tried ta kidnap the prodigy of the Jorgensens!”

The baby lit up as his father articulated this cheerily with his hands.

“But no one kin take a Jorgensen from the place he calls home, no one!”

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He was happy to play father again, really he was, up until day three had passed and neither Astrid nor Hiccup had returned.

He was a busy man, incredibly busy, and also incredibly tired.

Did babies normally cry this much?

Spitelout did his best to comfort the babe, but it didnt seem Snotlout understood how great it was to be a Jorgensen, couldn’t see what a great warrior he would be one day….had been….

———————————————

There was a ruckus upstairs, a series of dragon shrieks and the smell of burning wood. There were startled screams and the screams of a woken baby.

Spitelout rushed upstairs, ax at the ready as he prepared to defend his son.

the screaming stopped when he got halfway up, the house became eerily quiet, and chill went through him followed by a burning in his gut. Whatever was up there better have prayed to whatever god they believed in that no harm had come to his son.

Voices reached his ears, soft but with an annoying edge to it, the twins.

“Hes so cute now that he cant hit us~” Tuffnut purred as he let the small Snotlout play with his braids.

“Yea, and now that he cant talk!” Ruffnut laughed.

“Oh, hey, Spitey” Tuffnut noted blankly, unapologetic in the damage they had caused. “Mind if we take Snotlout out for a midnight flight?”

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Edit: Annnnnd sorry but I ran out of juice here. -shrugs loudly- Its 1 am, I spent too much time on this as is. X3

[thelastspeecher]

🐣Would work perfectly for the deaged aus! (Stan and Ford pls?)

🐣 - phoenix

Okay, a bit of explanation: I came up with a scenario, where Stan and Ford, after somehow reconciling instead of fighting in 1982, work together to shut down the portal for good.  As thanks for protecting Gravity Falls from such an evil, the local phoenix blesses the two of them.  Unfortunately, a phoenix blessing results in complete reversion to being a newborn infant; a complete blank slate, being reborn, like the phoenix is.  This (apparently omnipotent) phoenix dropped them off at Fiddleford’s house, since Fiddleford knew Ford.  However, that’s not where the twins actually end up.  I think the writing should fill in the rest of the blanks.  Some of it’s under a cut bc boy it got LONG.

Send me an emoji and I’ll write you a ficlet!

               Dan Corduroy was in the middleof whittling a chipmunk from a chunk of cedar when he heard a knock on thefront door.  He set down the partiallycarved rodent with a small frown.

               There’s a blizzard.  Who the hellis outside in this weather?  Danstood and walked over to the door.  Whenhe opened it, he was hit with a burst of cold air.  He looked around.  There was no one there.  His ears picked up on a faintwhimpering.  He looked down.  There was a basket on the doorstep, just infront of his feet.  Its contents werecovered by a blanket.  Dan crouched downand carefully picked up a corner of the blanket.  His eyes widened.  The whimpering had come from two infants,which were nestled together in the basket. Dan swallowed.

               I better bring ‘em in.  He pickedup the basket and brought it inside.  Nowthey were in a warm environment, Dan took the blanket off the babies.  Dressed in matching red onesies, they peeredup at him.  The one on the left had apiece of paper stuck to its chest.  Danreached out to take the paper, and was immediately grabbed by the infant.  He tried to free himself, but the baby clungto him determinedly.  Dan accepted defeatwith a small chuckle.

               “You’re a TOUGH one, huh?” herumbled, picking up the infant.  The babynestled against his chest and closed its eyes. Dan detached the paper and read it.

—– 

               DanCorduroy,

               Thesetwin boys were left in my charge.  But Ican’t take care of them in my state.  Theyhave no parents, siblings, or other relatives. They are all alone.  

               Thesystem wouldn’t suit them, I can tell. There’s something special about them. They deserve a shot at life, one that I believe they could only have ifyou took care of them.  

               You’re agood man, and while you are young, I know these boys will be safe under yourroof.  Raise them as your own, or assomeone else’s.  But don’t let them getseparated, and don’t let them leave Gravity Falls, where I can keep an eye onthem.

               Their namesare Stanley and Stanford.  As far as I’mconcerned, they’re Corduroy boys now.  

               Godspeed.

               -F

—– 

               Dan finished reading the letter,a strange tight feeling in his chest. The infant he was holding made a smacking sound with his lips.  The one left in the basket was still staringat him.  

               “Dunno if you two are CORDUROYmaterial,” Dan told the babies.  The onein the basket blinked slowly at him.  Danfelt a small smile quirk his lips.

               Dan, don’t jump into this.  You’rebarely old enough to buy beer.  You livewith your big brother.  Can you really bea dad?  He thought about what theletter said.  “As far as I’m concerned, they’re Corduroy boys now.”  

               “THINK you can HANDLE it?” Danasked the babies.  The one he was holdingmade a small noise.  The one in thebasket blinked again.  “EH.  WHAT the hell.  Boys, let’s GET you some FOOD.”

—– 

               A fight.

               Reconciliation.

               Fire.  So much fire.

               Stanley Corduroy woke with agasp, his heart pounding in his ears, and a bird’s cry still echoing in hismind.

               “Lee?  You all right?” a groggy voice asked.  Lee looked over at the other bed in theroom.  His twin brother was rubbing hiseyes blearily.

               “Uh, yeah, Ford, I thinkso.  Just that nightmare again.”

               “Careful.  You keep losing sleep like that, you won’tqualify for finals.”

               “Pfft,” Lee scoffed.  “I can win those lumberjack competitions withmy eyes closed and two hands tied behind my back.”  There was loud knocking at the door.  “Yeah?” The door opened.  Manly DanCorduroy poked his head in, splintering part of the doorframe as he did so.

               “About TIME you boys gotUP.  Someone’s here to SEE you.”

               “What?  Who?” Ford asked.  Dan shrugged, breaking more of thedoorframe.  Ford sighed.  “Dad, you’re doing it again.”

               “OH.  It’s the Corduroy SHOULDERS.”

               “Yeah.  And I’m glad I didn’t get ‘em,” Lee said,getting out of bed.  A strange expressioncrossed Dan’s face.  “Something wrong,Dad?”

               “Uh, NO.  Just get READY.  This guy’s some CITY folk.  REALLY wants to TALK to you.”

               “City folk?” Ford said.  “Why would some city guy come out here totalk to us?”

               “Get DRESSED and we’ll all FINDout,” Dan rumbled, closing the twins’ bedroom door.  They could hear wood splintering as he walkedaway.

               “Good thing you’re good atwoodworking, huh, bro?” Lee asked Ford teasingly.  Ford sighed.

              ��“Shut up.”  Lee sniggered.  “Let’s just get dressed and figure out whatthis guy wants from us.”

               Ten minutes later, Lee and Fordwalked into the living room, playfully shoving each other and laughing.

               “Holy Moses,” a low voicesaid.  Lee and Ford looked over.  Sitting on the couch next to their stepmomwas the “city folk”.  He had a squarejaw, brown hair, and a large ruddy nose that the twins recognizedimmediately.  The stranger smiled at themweakly.  “Wow.  You two look…look just like them.”

               “Just like who?” Ford asked,sitting on the armchair across from the couch. Lee perched himself on its arm.  

               “Your, ah, your father anduncle,” the stranger answered, his eyes suddenly teary.  Lee snorted.

               “Yeah, sure, we definitely look like Dad.  We’re totallybroad-shouldered redheads with loud voices,” Lee said sarcastically.

               “WHAT do you MEAN, LOUD VOICE?”Dan asked from the adjacent kitchen. 16-month-old Wendy, sitting in her high chair, giggled.  

               “Dad.  We have to wear ear plugs when you sing inthe shower,” Lee said.  Dan grumbledindistinctly and returned to frying a large amount of bacon for breakfast.  

               “No, I- Dan, you didn’t tellthem?” the stranger said.  Dan froze fora split second before shrugging.

               “Never came up.”

               “‘Never came up’?  They’re fifteen and you’ve never bothered totell them they were adopted?” the stranger demanded.  Ford froze.

               “Whoa, whoa, hey!” Lee shouted,jumping up.  “Look, guy, I don’t know whoyou are or why you’re here, but you don’t have the right to lie and say we’readopted!”  He looked over at Dan.  “Tell ‘im, Dad!”

               “He’s telling the truth,” Dansaid, in an uncharacteristically subdued voice. Lee deflated.

               “What?”

               “As I understand it, you twowere left on Dan’s doorstep shortly after you were born,” the strangersaid.  “He took you in, raised you likehis own sons.”

               “No,” Ford whispered.  Lee puffed up again.

               “Who are you?” Lee demanded.

               “I’m your father’s olderbrother.  Sherman Pines.  But you can call me your Uncle Shermie.”

               “Not gonna happen,” Lee muttered, crossing his arms.

               “You- you know our biological father?”Ford asked quietly.  Shermie nodded.  

               “Yes.  I actually- I think it’s interesting, thatyou two were named the same as your father and uncle.  Which one of you is Stanford?” Shermieasked.  Ford raised a six-fingeredhand.  A sad look crossed Shermie’sface.  “Down to the twelve fingers, even.”

               “That weird SCIENTIST that livedup the WAY, HE had twelve fingers,” Dan said. He shrugged.  “Thought IT wasFUNNY this baby did too.  PAPER said one ofthe boys was named STANFORD, so I sorta NAMED him after that SCIENTIST.”

               “Appropriate, given that the ‘weirdscientist’ is actually these boys’ uncle,” Shermie said.  “Lee and Ford, you are my younger brotherStanley’s children.  I don’t know whoyour mother is; Fiddleford didn’t know.”

               “Fiddleford?” Ford said.  He frowned. “Mr. McGucket?”

               “Yes.  Apparently, he was the person who dropped youtwo off here.  The two of you were leftat his house, at first, but he wasn’t mentally capable of raising two infants,so he left you with someone he trusted, and someone your Uncle Stanfordtrusted,” Shermie explained.  He dug apiece of paper out of his pocket.  “Thisnote was left when Fiddleford found you.” Lee took the paper from Shermie. He and Ford read it together.

—– 

               F,

               I haveto leave unexpectedly.  I trust you totake care of my nephews.  My twin brotherStanley’s children.  They were given tome by their mother, who was unable to track Stanley down.  I plan on finding Stanley myself, to ensurethese boys have their father.  In themeantime, protect them.

               I willreturn when I find Stan.

               Thankyou,

               StanfordPines

—– 

               Ford and Lee finished readingthe letter.  They looked up at Shermie,identical upset expressions on their faces. Shermie smiled hesitantly.

               “I know this is a lot to takein.  But I had to meet my nephews.  And I thought you’d want to meet your uncle.”  Ford and Lee continued to stare at him.  Shermie stood up with a sigh.  “I’ll be in town for a few days, if you wouldlike to meet up later.  I really wouldlike to get to know you two.”

               “Uh, yeah,” Ford stammered.  “We’ll- we’ll be in touch.”  Shermie looked at the twins hopefully.

               “You will?”

               “Yeah,” Lee said firmly.  He smiled. “We will.”

[neetu-uplifts]

Thank you, darkness

We live in a world where the pursuit of happiness couldn’t be greater. Self-help books on how to be your happiest self, positive psychology classes at campuses across the world (including at Google), and an ever-increasing interest in spirituality to fill that void we feel inside (despite sometimes having everything on the outside) - all signal the desire to be happy. And that’s a good thing. Happiness is beautiful and it’s important. But, being happy all the time or only ever feeling positive emotions is not realistic (it’s actually not even good for you). Negative emotions that arise from the difficult times in life are just as important- and in some ways, even more important - as the happy emotions. If we never knew any struggle, we would lack depth, humility, character and connection to something larger than our ego-centric selves. We would be so out of touch with what really matters and have no chance at survival (emotionally) because we would never have faced any problems in our lives. Pain is necessary to being a resilient soul with substance. Without struggle, we would never grow and get the opportunity to discover ourselves. Our relationship with ourselves and with others would be incredibly superficial. This seems obvious to most people because they realize, looking back on the tough times in their lives, they came out stronger and wiser.

Pain doesn’t just make us stronger and wiser (in our human form). On a deeper level, pain has a crucial role in soul work. Pain helps us discover our truest self, by connecting us with our soul. Darkness or pain in this sense is the path to the light - the light inside you.  There’s a line in Rehras Sahib, one of Sikhism’s sacred texts, that I’ve frequently gone back to over the years because it’s so powerful and true: “Dukh daroo sukh rog bhaiyah, ja sukh taam no hoee”. It means that dukh (pain) was the necessary cause that ultimately led you to achieve an immense state of bliss (sukh), a bliss that could never have been attained through happy times alone, and thus, pain is your medicine or saviour. We don’t usually feel this way in the moment of course. But there is always a bigger role that the pain plays in our lives.  Eckhart Tolle talks about suffering as being necessary for the evolution of our consciousness.

Tolle says one should be grateful for his/her suffering because eventually suffering will wake you up. When we suffer, the ego suffers and everything it’s attached to or that defines it suffers. The false sense of self takes a beating. And through this process, we surrender (well, hopefully!) to a higher power i.e. a much higher power than the ego. Surrendering allows us to realize what the larger purpose of the pain is. Pain keeps you woke by pushing the ego out of the phantom driver seat it thought it was owning and you’re forced to ask yourself: “who’s running the show?” As we ponder that question more deeply, we are driven to connect with the boundless, infinite and omnipresent source of energy that is inside us - which is the truth of us. And once we discover that, i.e. the essence of GOD or the Universe inside us, it allows us to go beyond all suffering. You begin to realize that the ego is the source of all of your suffering. Ego in this context is much broader and deeper than just arrogance or narcissism. Ego is, as Tolle says, anything that we’re identified with - our thoughts, emotions, our possessions, our loved ones, our status, our money, our addictions - all the labels and roles we feel define our false, external self. Disidentifying with and shining a light on the ego requires us to be in a state of surrender, which is much harder to do when life is great and the ego is feeling like the King/Queen of the world. When we’re in pain, it’s easier to observe the ego and see it for what it is - aka not you. And when we do this, we end the suffering right then and there. We only know what it means to rise if we have fallen. We rise (connect with our higher power) through disidentification, observation and awareness, which are the ego’s greatest kryptonite. So, suffering allows us to become closer to who we are and it frees us from the pain and traps of the ego by strengthening our consciousness/awareness. Remember, pain is our necessary medicine or saviour.

I’m grateful for my life struggles because they have shaped me into the person that I am today and most importantly, they have given me a degree of strength and faith that I could never have otherwise acquired through pleasant, non-challenging circumstances. I have a lot of work to do in disidentifying with my false self (the one with good hair) but today I am a lot humbler, a lot more grateful and open-minded and a lot less judgmental because of the challenges I’ve experienced, at different points in my life. The darkness in my life has always brought me closer to the light - the light inside me (my soul/GOD). It brought me closer to the light because it left me with no choice but to surrender and turn inwards. No external person or occurrence could lessen the pain, no matter how hard they or I tried. It was only when I turned inward to something deeper inside myself that I found peace and repose. What resulted from turning inward was a strengthening of connection to, and faith in, that indestructible part of me. The same indestructible part that lives in all of us - our spirit/soul/true essence. It’s my foundation and I have learned now, through challenging life experiences, that while something can shake me (at the branches), it can never ever touch or harm my core (soul). And KNOWING THAT gives me a feeling of strength and assurance that I cannot describe in words. It’s like I feel deep inside that my soul is saying “I got you, like I always do” - and that is the BEST feeling in the world. It stabilizes and grounds me in a way that no external person, thing or event ever could. It makes me a more positive person and better equips me to face the inevitable challenges that life will present. The deep-rooted belief  that no matter what happens, I’m going to be okay, gives me courage to push myself to do things I find scary, and it gives me resilience and allows me to see each challenge or problem as an opportunity to learn and grow. Gratitude is a key virtue in my life and that’s only because I was able to walk through the darkness and into the light. Everything I’m grateful for stems from or ties back to the light. And I’m aware of the light because of the darkness, and that makes me truly grateful for the pain. It was a necessary catalyst (love that word!). I realize that we have to walk through the dark to come home.

Some of my closest peeps have suffered immensely through addiction (and are now reborn through recovery). They often say that while their addiction stripped literally everything from them - their loved ones, their livelihood, their homes and their respect - they are forever grateful for their addiction because without it, they would never know the incredible life they have today - a values-driven life of spirituality, self-love, community and faith in their higher power. Today, they are the best version of themselves that has existed, thus far. A version that didn’t even exist before their addiction developed and couldn’t likely have existed without the suffering of the addiction. In addition to the powerful internal growth that comes from dark times, externally, there are people we would never have met and opportunities we would never have been presented, without the pain and suffering. So, next time you see a dark cloud coming through in your life, embrace it, knowing that it’s an opportunity to bring about greater sunshine than exists today. Pain grows us into a better, humbler, happier version of ourselves and ultimately gives us a better life. Just to be clear though, and this is an important point: this revelation of being the light in the face of darkness can only come about if we choose to surrender and if we choose to rise when we have fallen. Not everyone chooses that path. This goes for addiction or any other struggle in our lives - big or small. We have to choose to turn inwards, to bloom, to do the difficult work, to pick faith over fear, to flashlight the ego and to surrender. Choose well friends.

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Chitty Chitty Bang Bang

highglossfinish 08:50 PM Hello!

CosmicOutlaw 08:52 PM Hello

highglossfinish 08:54 PM Hello there, pheonix human!

pheonixqueen 08:54 PM hihi!

highglossfinish 08:55 PM Is the sound working?

pheonixqueen 08:55 PM I hear a loop?

CosmicOutlaw 08:56 PM some cursed thing from reality tv

highglossfinish 08:57 PM Better?

pheonixqueen 08:57 PM yes

highglossfinish 08:57 PM Excellent!

thenightetc joined the party.

highglossfinish 08:59 PM Night human!

thenightetc 08:59 PM I'm here!  Didn't realize it was this early

thenightetc 09:01 PM Dark in here, isn't it

highglossfinish 09:01 PM Just a touch.

highglossfinish 09:03 PM Is this movie really two and a half hours long?

thenightetc 09:03 PM I hear sound, but the video is still the end of the youtube thing

pheonixqueen 09:03 PM yes it is

CosmicOutlaw 09:03 PM it is a long movie

thenightetc 09:04 PM I'll reload

CosmicOutlaw 09:04 PM but there is an intermission

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thenightetc 09:04 PM Nope, video's still not working

CosmicOutlaw 09:05 PM I have the same problem

thenightetc 09:05 PM There we go!

CosmicOutlaw 09:05 PM there it is!

highglossfinish 09:05 PM Wondeful! Now, onto two hours of this!

thenightetc 09:05 PM Gosh, that's a lot of smoke

highglossfinish 09:06 PM Put the children up front, their little lungs will soak up the worst of it.

pheonixqueen 09:06 PM lol

thenightetc 09:07 PM Look at them go!

thenightetc 09:07 PM Must be at least 15 mph

highglossfinish 09:07 PM Look at them putter!

thenightetc 09:07 PM What were you just saying about children up front?

CosmicOutlaw 09:07 PM those things could get moving at a decent clip in a straight line

pheonixqueen 09:07 PM oh yes

highglossfinish 09:07 PM I stand by what I said.

CosmicOutlaw 09:08 PM turning, not so much

highglossfinish 09:09 PM That part's never once failed to make me laugh.

thenightetc 09:10 PM Oh, the carnage.

CosmicOutlaw 09:10 PM the car had to die so it could be reborn...and...reanimated

thenightetc 09:12 PM gasp!

highglossfinish 09:12 PM Oh, the very prim, muted outrage!

CosmicOutlaw 09:12 PM a lady driver no less

pheonixqueen 09:12 PM children in the road

highglossfinish 09:13 PM Do they live in the junkyard?

thenightetc 09:14 PM Uh oh.

highglossfinish 09:14 PM Just in time to watch daddy crash and burn!

thenightetc 09:14 PM Well, they're about to become orphans.

highglossfinish 09:15 PM I want to see that man rocket off that Unicron-forsaken cliff to his fiery death while his children watch.

CosmicOutlaw 09:15 PM strapping rockets to your back is always the sign of a brilliant and stable mind

highglossfinish 09:17 PM They picked Miss Truly's pocket while she wasn't looking.

thenightetc 09:17 PM I'm going to be disappointed if this is the movie's... romance.

pheonixqueen 09:17 PM I love grandpa

highglossfinish 09:18 PM Oh, but miss Truly has taste and class, so clearly it's her responsibility to mother this deranged man and his sewer rat children.

thenightetc 09:18 PM Sigh.

thenightetc 09:18 PM Away indeed.

CosmicOutlaw 09:19 PM that vacuum cleaner thing used to freak me out when I was a child

thenightetc 09:19 PM Maybe your children are going to get run over someday soon.

highglossfinish 09:19 PM He used to have three children, the third wasn't strong and was absorbed by the workshop.

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thenightetc 09:20 PM Strangle him with your scarf.  It's the only way he'll learn.

thenightetc 09:20 PM Now run him over.

highglossfinish 09:21 PM Then stick the other end into one of the machines so it looks like an accident.

thenightetc 09:21 PM Ha!

thenightetc 09:21 PM Sigh.

pheonixqueen 09:21 PM this song is pretty

highglossfinish 09:22 PM Mr. Effete Highpants of Crackpot Lane has perfectly styled eyebrows.

thenightetc 09:22 PM Too bad he doesn't care enough to tell them not to play in the street!

highglossfinish 09:23 PM Or feed them.

CosmicOutlaw 09:23 PM I mean maybe there aren't a lot of cars to get run over by but...horse carts??

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highglossfinish 09:24 PM They're going to wander onto a farm and drown in the pig slurry.

thenightetc 09:24 PM ...Uh.

thenightetc 09:24 PM Does he just... have sausages out, unrefrigerated??

pheonixqueen 09:24 PM hopefully smoked sausage?

highglossfinish 09:24 PM I would legitimately watch two and a half hours of this man's squalid life.

saa12345 09:25 PM Hey

CosmicOutlaw 09:25 PM why is his hair so perfect

saa12345 09:25 PM i'm Brazilian

highglossfinish 09:25 PM I'll occasionally sing to this Impact as a way of making amends for all my jokes about the children dying.

thenightetc 09:26 PM I mean, there's not a plate for him

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highglossfinish 09:27 PM "Go to bed, it's 3 PM."

pheonixqueen 09:27 PM wasn't it just mid day?

thenightetc 09:28 PM "it's just that that's a BORING thing to fix :( "

highglossfinish 09:28 PM If it's not fun and whimsical it's not worth doing!

CosmicOutlaw 09:29 PM I mean it would take mr inventor man all of...maybe a couple days to fix but no dad must suffer

thenightetc 09:30 PM Ha.

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thenightetc 09:30 PM God, what a name.

Thebes 09:30 PM Hello@

thenightetc 09:31 PM Hey!

Thebes 09:31 PM !

CosmicOutlaw 09:31 PM caracatus potts and truly scrumptious

CosmicOutlaw 09:32 PM names are definitely a Thing in this film

thenightetc 09:32 PM Ha!

highglossfinish 09:32 PM Truly Scrumptious sounds like a Bond girl's name.

thenightetc 09:33 PM Wait is he just

thenightetc 09:33 PM HE'S STICKING HIS FINGERS IN IT

highglossfinish 09:33 PM Don't waste your pucker indeed.

Thebes 09:34 PM I wonder how viable musical scenes are for sales

thenightetc 09:34 PM He could have just explained it a little quicker.

highglossfinish 09:34 PM Stop saying that!

CosmicOutlaw 09:34 PM a mouthful of cheer

thenightetc 09:35 PM No.

highglossfinish 09:35 PM That's what I'd like written on my grave.

CosmicOutlaw 09:36 PM I'm enjoying this song so much more as an adult

pheonixqueen 09:36 PM I remember there used to be a whistle lollipop

pheonixqueen 09:37 PM it was basically a ring pop turned. into a slide whistle

pheonixqueen 09:37 PM wow that's unsanitary

thenightetc 09:37 PM It really is :/

highglossfinish 09:37 PM Everything about this movie is utterly filthy.

thenightetc 09:38 PM Oh dear

Thebes 09:38 PM Also this was entirely needless. He had them convinced two verses in

thenightetc 09:38 PM This entire factory will need to be disinfected now

pheonixqueen 09:38 PM puppy swarm

pheonixqueen 09:38 PM oh my

thenightetc 09:38 PM And those are not good for dogs!

highglossfinish 09:39 PM Every second of this movie is clearly absolutely vital and that's why it's two and a half hours long.

thenightetc 09:39 PM It was absolutely his fault.

thenightetc 09:39 PM And the dogs were just excited, not mean

highglossfinish 09:40 PM "Daddy needs lots of money for his dangerous trash."

highglossfinish 09:41 PM "Enjoy this lullabye in lieu of dinner."

highglossfinish 09:42 PM "It's ten minutes long."

thenightetc 09:43 PM *snicker*

CosmicOutlaw 09:43 PM I will join the circus

pheonixqueen 09:44 PM sell the children?

CosmicOutlaw 09:44 PM legit moneymaking strategy

highglossfinish 09:44 PM Spend the money on more gears and things he can strap to his aft.

thenightetc 09:44 PM Oh boy.

highglossfinish 09:44 PM Here we go.

thenightetc 09:45 PM I would not get an automatic haircut from this man

thenightetc 09:45 PM And I doubt it's that hygenic

thenightetc 09:45 PM It comes back up and the top of his head's off.

highglossfinish 09:45 PM In the ensuing carnage, he'll rob one of the tills or something.

highglossfinish 09:46 PM This movie is one of the most feral things I've ever seen.

thenightetc 09:46 PM My god

thenightetc 09:46 PM hahahhaah

pheonixqueen 09:46 PM lol

highglossfinish 09:48 PM Oh Unicron.

thenightetc 09:48 PM How does he know this dance?

thenightetc 09:49 PM Is this his night job?

highglossfinish 09:49 PM Just a movie of euphemisms and this man failing his children.

pheonixqueen 09:49 PM he knows the song?

Thebes 09:49 PM Does this guy know anything worth his time on screen?

highglossfinish 09:50 PM He knows about poles and swords and mouthfuls of cheer.

thenightetc 09:50 PM Well, he can sing and dance.

Thebes 09:50 PM Fair enough.

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thenightetc 09:51 PM Now imagine a strip version of that act.

highglossfinish 09:51 PM *That's* his night job.

Thebes 09:51 PM I mean he was already dancing with his hard wood out, it'd only be a lateral move to strip

thenightetc 09:52 PM Is his hat missing the top? thenightetc 10:22 PM Whoops!

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highglossfinish 10:22 PM And sounds it!

pheonixqueen 10:24 PM eggs and bacon

thenightetc 10:26 PM So it's... just a little hut?

thenightetc 10:26 PM I thought it was an outhouse.

thenightetc 10:26 PM Love how the potted plants have stayed on the sill there, though.

highglossfinish 10:26 PM It probably is.

highglossfinish 10:26 PM THE END.

CosmicOutlaw 10:27 PM "im being abducted!" "oh no, I'll put out a silver alert"

thenightetc 10:27 PM Ha!

pheonixqueen 10:27 PM chitty suicide attempt

highglossfinish 10:28 PM It was a good try, Chitty.

CosmicOutlaw 10:28 PM almost the red cliffs of dover

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highglossfinish 10:29 PM This movie still has an hour to go.

highglossfinish 10:29 PM I'd like everybody to just...think about that.

pheonixqueen 10:29 PM insanity clearly gallops in this family

thenightetc 10:29 PM Apparently!

Thebes 10:30 PM The colonialism song

CosmicOutlaw 10:30 PM dump the spies

highglossfinish 10:31 PM Plot twist: This is all an elaborate hallucination the father is experiencing as he lies bleeding in the ditch after that man whose scalp he mangled beats him to a pulp.

pheonixqueen 10:31 PM lol

thenightetc 10:31 PM Maybe.

CosmicOutlaw 10:31 PM tbh I think this is the hallucination of the man who crashed the car in the first place

highglossfinish 10:32 PM Also good!

highglossfinish 10:32 PM If Chitty was allowed to go where it wanted to go it would be on the bottom of the sea.

CosmicOutlaw 10:32 PM let him rest

highglossfinish 10:33 PM Chitty's given up on the mercy of the world. Chitty will find a way to be its own mercy angel.

pheonixqueen 10:35 PM welcome to madness

thenightetc 10:36 PM *heavy sighing*

CosmicOutlaw 10:37 PM I dont think his translator is functioning properly

pheonixqueen 10:37 PM I like this song

highglossfinish 10:40 PM Agreed.

thenightetc 10:40 PM F

highglossfinish 10:41 PM Lot of places out here for a car to crash and finally find rest.

thenightetc 10:42 PM Child catcher.  :|

CosmicOutlaw 10:43 PM where's your horse, napoleon

thenightetc 10:44 PM you came to the wrong neighborhood

thenightetc 10:45 PM Just stand there, you'll be fine

highglossfinish 10:45 PM How logical.

thenightetc 10:45 PM Sigh.

highglossfinish 10:47 PM Primus. The bad one.

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pheonixqueen 10:49 PM poor chitty thwarted again

highglossfinish 10:49 PM Chitty: Please put an end to me.

thenightetc 10:51 PM This will end well.

thenightetc 10:53 PM Why do we even have that lever

CosmicOutlaw 10:53 PM chitty is so done with this

highglossfinish 10:54 PM Chitty was done two hours ago.

CosmicOutlaw 10:54 PM true

pheonixqueen 10:54 PM this part is so creepy

thenightetc 10:54 PM :|

CosmicOutlaw 10:54 PM nothing about this is ok

thenightetc 10:55 PM Gosh, they'd have to be really stupid to fall for this after everything else that happened--

CosmicOutlaw 10:55 PM how do they not recognize him

highglossfinish 10:55 PM Not all of this is their fault. Just look at their gene pool.

Thebes 10:56 PM This is some concentrated stupid right here

thenightetc 10:56 PM "I was gone FIVE MINUTES"

Thebes 10:57 PM WHO COULD HAVE GUESSED THAT THIS WAS A TERRIBLE IDEA

highglossfinish 10:57 PM Not a single idea presented in the entirety of this movie has been good.

highglossfinish 10:58 PM Chitty Chitty Bang Bang really isn't in Chitty Chitty Bang Bang all that much.

CosmicOutlaw 10:59 PM no, I always felt that was false advertising.

pheonixqueen 10:59 PM chitty is the deux ex machina

CosmicOutlaw 11:00 PM na I came to sing you a lullaby

highglossfinish 11:00 PM Please don't sing about it.

thenightetc 11:00 PM Sigh.

highglossfinish 11:00 PM "Uh-huh. You didn't happen to bring any food, did you?"

highglossfinish 11:01 PM "Maybe some soap, or antiseptic...no?" thenightetc 11:03 PM So this is their foreplay, huh

highglossfinish 11:03 PM It really is.

pheonixqueen 11:03 PM he is trying to kill her

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thenightetc 11:03 PM :o

highglossfinish 11:05 PM Which may or may not be their foreplay.

pheonixqueen 11:05 PM true

thenightetc 11:05 PM ...For a second I thought the orchestra was in their bedroom

highglossfinish 11:06 PM This has so, so little to do with Chitty.

CosmicOutlaw 11:06 PM why is coma racecar guy dreaming this

highglossfinish 11:07 PM Coma Racecar Guy loved camp.

CosmicOutlaw 11:07 PM purple hair

CosmicOutlaw 11:09 PM that is quite a dance

highglossfinish 11:09 PM Please, no more.

pheonixqueen 11:09 PM I like the doll song

Thebes 11:09 PM getting flashbacks to the Raggedy Ann and Andy movie

thenightetc 11:10 PM I mean they can clearly see this is a guy in a costume, right

CosmicOutlaw 11:10 PM of course not, how would a toy maker build a guy in a costume?

pheonixqueen 11:10 PM they are all idiots

pheonixqueen 11:11 PM toddlers brains in adult bodies

Thebes 11:11 PM The people in front of the camera or the people behind the camera

highglossfinish 11:11 PM This really does just keep going.

thenightetc 11:11 PM Heh.

pheonixqueen 11:12 PM its almost over

CosmicOutlaw 11:13 PM ah yes my go to dance move

highglossfinish 11:13 PM Hah!

highglossfinish 11:15 PM This is exactly how children that aren't mine appear to me.

CosmicOutlaw 11:15 PM same

thenightetc 11:16 PM I mean...

highglossfinish 11:17 PM "Meat! Meat!"

pheonixqueen 11:18 PM eat the rich

CosmicOutlaw 11:18 PM isn't this how game of thrones ended

highglossfinish 11:18 PM Yes.

highglossfinish 11:18 PM Chitty's plunging into the fray hoping a stray bullet will find it.

CosmicOutlaw 11:19 PM "someone burn this place down"

thenightetc 11:20 PM And now the tide really IS coming in.

highglossfinish 11:20 PM "KILL ME."

thenightetc 11:21 PM Dude

highglossfinish 11:21 PM Run, Truly. Run far.

CosmicOutlaw 11:21 PM the man does not get out enough

highglossfinish 11:22 PM "Miss Scrumptious remembered she has standards."

highglossfinish 11:23 PM Oh yes, I'm sure Truly would love to be carried over the threshold to this.

highglossfinish 11:23 PM A long, long life of this.

thenightetc 11:23 PM Ah.

CosmicOutlaw 11:23 PM oh I forgot about this

thenightetc 11:23 PM ...it's sugar, though

pheonixqueen 11:24 PM sugar is so bad for dogs

thenightetc 11:24 PM And people DID like them

thenightetc 11:24 PM But suddenly they're dog treats?

CosmicOutlaw 11:24 PM "oh I'm rich now I can go get the girl"

highglossfinish 11:24 PM "Now I've got something to make up for my thousands of flaws!"

thenightetc 11:24 PM Boooooooo

highglossfinish 11:24 PM Hiss!

pheonixqueen 11:24 PM you've known each other a week

Thebes 11:25 PM WHAT DREAM

CosmicOutlaw 11:25 PM are there just...no men

thenightetc 11:25 PM "dude you're imagining flying RIGHT NOW"

highglossfinish 11:25 PM A month later, he's wasted his fortune on magic beans.

CosmicOutlaw 11:25 PM its OG Grease

highglossfinish 11:26 PM It is!

highglossfinish 11:26 PM Chitty's trying to obtain enough height to finish this once and for all.

Thebes 11:26 PM and take this nitwits with him

pheonixqueen 11:26 PM and clean the gene pool

Thebes 11:27 PM *these

highglossfinish 11:27 PM ...I'm taking those bangs as a sign that it finally succeeded.

thenightetc 11:27 PM We can dream.

CosmicOutlaw 11:27 PM rip chitty  and only chitty

highglossfinish 11:27 PM Chitty's finally free.

thenightetc 11:28 PM Well!

thenightetc 11:28 PM All that just happened... or DID it?

highglossfinish 11:28 PM That certainly was almost three hours of something!

pheonixqueen 11:28 PM I had forgotten how strange this was

highglossfinish 11:29 PM Likewise.

pheonixqueen 11:29 PM thank you for hosting!

CosmicOutlaw 11:29 PM I feel like some kind of light has been shown on my childhood

Thebes 11:29 PM That was a marvelous acid trip.

highglossfinish 11:29 PM Thank you for coming!

pheonixqueen 11:29 PM lol

CosmicOutlaw 11:29 PM thanks for hosting!

thenightetc 11:30 PM Thank YOU!  And, honestly, sorry for showing up so late; I really thought we were starting at sevenish (my time)

highglossfinish 11:30 PM And thank you for helping to make this what surely had to be the darkest stream we've had in a while.

Thebes 11:30 PM DARK-EST STREAM! DARK-EST STREAM!

highglossfinish 11:30 PM No, no, that was all on me. I started early with no warning.

pheonixqueen 11:30 PM knock out, have you and impact seen the live action pippi longstocking movie?

highglossfinish 11:31 PM Is it as bad as this?

thenightetc 11:31 PM ...Live action Pippi Longstocking?

thenightetc 11:31 PM Gosh, I read those books when I was a kid...

pheonixqueen 11:31 PM roughly? they tried to put to many plots together

Thebes 11:31 PM same

pheonixqueen 11:32 PM but she has a horse and a monkey that she can talk with

thenightetc 11:32 PM well I just remembered her making cookies on the floor

highglossfinish 11:32 PM Then we'll have to stream it, no question!

pheonixqueen 11:32 PM oh and she can apparently fly by spinning quickly

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thenightetc 11:33 PM Yes!

pheonixqueen 11:33 PM I remember best the flinging of ice cream at people

pheonixqueen 11:33 PM just lobbing scoops

highglossfinish 11:33 PM This sounds like a disaster. I can't wait!

thenightetc 11:33 PM Going to the circus and showing everyone up!

highglossfinish 11:33 PM In the meantime, I wish you all the best of evenings!

pheonixqueen 11:34 PM paying for everything in actual gold coins

thenightetc 11:34 PM And you, too!

CosmicOutlaw 11:34 PM same to you!

Thebes 11:34 PM good night!

highglossfinish 11:34 PM Good night!

pheonixqueen 11:34 PM night everyone!

thenightetc 11:34 PM Night!

CosmicOutlaw 11:34 PM good night!

[will-you-be-my-savior]

asks for 08/30/18

Anonymous asked:

i’m sorry i didn’t come back yesterday... i didn’t like talking about it (｡-_-｡ ) i'm very behind, and do not know how to make friends very well (*´-`) but today i’m feeling better that way, but a little sick in here （＠´＿｀＠）what do you have tord?-shy anon

Tord: um? a pen?

(tord locked up the sample yesterday, he’s just doing some paperwork. right now. tom and matt are in his room as they earned the rest of the day off for further exploring that lab. it was horrible for them… -mod x)

spooncryptid asked:

Hewwo

Tord: hey cryptid.

spooncryptid asked:

You guys doin ok?

Tom: we’ve been *cough* better.

Matt: *moan*

spooncryptid asked:

Mm? What happened??

Tom: tord took a closer look at that piece of scrap metal we found yesterday and thought it was part of some kind of timer so me and matt had to go looking for more parts to it…

Matt: everything hurts and it was so slow!

spooncryptid asked:

That sounds awful!! Are you gonna be ok???

Tom: … I’m still nauseous…

Matt: I think we’ll be fine… Just need some time to recover.

spooncryptid asked:

Mm.. could I help with anything?

Matt: … i heard purring cats can make people feel better… *grabby hands*

spooncryptid asked:

Ok!! Are you ok with snuggling? Or does it hurt??

Matt: yes, come here. my muscles are just sore.

Anonymous asked:

some strong tea could help with the scent ╮(─▽─)╭-shy anon

Tom: maybe, but the red army seems to have a preference to coffee as apposed to tea, so unless you have some i’m shit outta luck.

spooncryptid asked:

//happily goes to Matt//

matt pulls you into his and tom’s laps. they both start petting you.

spooncryptid asked:

//purrs and snuggles into them//

they relax a little bit. tom still looks a bit sick but matt already looks much better.

spooncryptid asked:

(Cryptid, I was hoping I’d have a little bit longer before i started existing today)

Tord: but… he was awake yesterday and you existed?

spooncryptid asked:

(Yea, I’m just tired today, trying not to use as much energy)

Tord: then stop hiding.

spooncryptid asked:

(Hiding?? That’d be a real waste of energy, why would I be hiding?)

Tord: you act like i don’t live with people who can change what they look like in the blink of an eye. you don’t fool me.

spooncryptid asked:

(What’re you talking about??)

Tord: i may not know what you are specifically but i know your not human, and i damn well know you don’t actually look like that.

spooncryptid asked:

(Oh that, I do this more to focus myself, and not to unsettle people, but if you’re good talking to a disembodied voice then I’m fine with that)

Tord: just point me at a thing and i’ll pretend it’s you. it’ll be like i’m talking to tom’s mom or something.

spooncryptid asked:

(Im really fine, I’m saving energy by not being corporeal right now)

Tord: good, now you don’t have to answer this but… what are you any way?

spooncryptid asked:

(I’m from the void, I don’t think there’s a specific name for what I am, I’m basically an inter dimensional formless sentience that’s found a way to interact with universes I find interesting)

Tord: … nice… how much can you do?

spooncryptid asked:

(Well it really depends on how much energy I have, but I can go between different universes and dimensions and manifest how I choose, in a few cases I can slightly warp the previous reality to make something new, like Cryptid! though that was kind of an accident and I don’t really know how I did it)

Tord: …huh. well alright then…

savior au:

@mayhemandmonsters

Tom: hey! mayhem i managed to get the assassins here, come meet Ares.

Tord: that can not seriously be his name…

Tom: her and yes it is. the other two don’t wanna give me their names.

mayhem:

“That’s good news, and as you can see, Matt and I got that inter-dimensional portal thing working.” He gave Ares and the other two a smile. “And just in time too. I sent another of their jerk recruiters away, this time with a broken arm on top of the broken nose.”

savior au:

Tom: glad we got them here when we did then. don’t expect a response from these guys, they don’t exactly talk much…

Tord: that’s the understatement of a lifetime.

Tom: shut up commie.

mayhem:

“Haven’t heard someone other than me get called Commie in a long time.” He grinned before turning serious. He had a folder with all the information he and 3301′s men had gathered on the group. “This should have more information on those Templars Reborn jerks.”

savior au:

the three nod in unison (”oh come on tom! you have to admit that’s creepy!” “hush.”) and step away from tom and tord. they wait patiently for their transportation.

mayhem:

He presses a button on a small device and sets it down, grinning when the spell it held activated and opened a portal to his backyard. He gave the three a nod and handed over the folder he had.

savior au:

tom and tord watched as Ares gently took the folder from mayhem before she and her fellow assassins vanished into thin air. tord jumped at their unexplained and instantaneous disappearances while tom appeared more interested in the portal and the affects it had on the world around it.

mayhem:

He shut it down after the three vanished, a bit curious about how they did that. “Well hopefully that problem’s over with now that those three are on it.”

He smiled a bit before letting out a sigh. “Did you ever figure out what that stuff on that scrap of metal was?”

savior au:

Tord: yes and no, the explosion was a decoy unfortunately…

Tom: they were testing their weapon.

Tord: it is some kind of deterring agent meant to keep supernatural beings away. just a little spritz of this stuff and the surrounding area and anything it lands on becomes the most vile thing in the world to any supernatural being in the vicinity.

Tom: the worst part is we don’t know what it’s made of and the only sample we have is contaminated by the other things that were in the lab, so we can’t even reverse engineer it either. meaning no fixing the lab any time soon, or clearing out that horrible smell.

spooncryptid asked:

(Hey, sorry for blinking out before, what happened while I was gone?)

Matt: tom and tord went to set things up with mayhem.

spooncryptid asked:

(Ah, alright, how are you feeling?)

Matt: much better. kitty purrs are magic. and naps help too.

mayhem:

“I’d love to punch the jerk that made it.” He growled for a moment before pausing, now he was a bit concerned about it’s affects. “I’m kind of wondering how it affected me so much, unless it was bleed over from exposure to all the supernatural beings I’ve encountered.”

It was a bit worrying that it could affect a human with the exposure he’s had. What if it updated to be used on humans with bleed over from supernatural beings too?

savior au:

Tom: as it didn’t affect this asshole *points at tord* it’s more likely it just affected you because you were a leviathan briefly.

Tord: either that or it affects supernatural creatures and people from other universes.

spooncryptid asked:

(That’s good to hear, did anything else interesting happen today?)

Matt: after the lab visit? not a lot… that i know of anyway. i was napping for most of the day.

spooncryptid asked:

(Mmm, that that sounds nice.. did you find anything at the lab?)

Matt: the rest of the pieces of the detonator, but not much else.

spooncryptid asked:

(Hmm, well that sucks.. you guys should tell me if you’re gonna investigate the lab again, Since I don’t get any weird effects from whatever’s in there)

Matt: lucky! i felt like i was carrying around lead weights all day!

mayhem:

“Those are pretty good theories. Still, kind of a bit disturbing to know that someone is aware that supernatural beings exist and is trying to repel them.”

This was getting more and more complicated. “Might be a good idea to make something that’ll block scents if it’s used anywhere Tom works so he can at least be in the area, then have me take a look for him.”

savior au:

Tom: we’ll have to look into that.

Tord: very disturbing, but we’ll get the vile thing that did this, and they’ll regret it.

spooncryptid asked:

(Jesus, definitely ask for me next time! I don’t want you or Tom to get hurt by that stuff)

Matt: it didn’t hurt per say, i was just soooo tired.

mayhem:

“I hope you do, I’d rather not come for a visit and instantly want to run away because of that stuff.”

savior au:

Tom: at least you’d have a quick way back? i mean you did make a portal.

Tord: we will find a way to neutralize this stuff, don’t you worry.

spooncryptid asked:

(Still, you shouldn’t overexert yourself like that, it can’t be healthy)

Matt: i had to! tom couldn’t even go very far into the room before he actually vomited!

mayhem:

“The portal’s more of a really complicated spell contained in a device that powers it when the button’s pressed. It can be used up to three times before needing to be recharged.”

He did seem a bit relieved at the thought of that stuff being neutralized.

savior au:

Tom: so it’s magic, not machine?

Tord: it may take a bit but i won’t let it be until that shit is useless.

mayhem:

“It’s mostly a machine that contains and powers the magic.” He was pretty proud of the work put into this.

“And good, that stuff is bad for everyone. And I’d hate to see it be used to hurt others.”

savior au:

Tord: me too…

Tom: we should be getting back to matt soon, i don’t think that nap helped him as much as he said it did.

Tord: probably. hopefully we managed to help, see you some time soon mayhem.

mayhem:

“Alright, see you guys another time.” He gave them a little wave, then used the portal device to return home. A few moments later another spell on it activates and the device itself vanishes to return to its world.

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Most Bizarre League of Legends Puns of 2018

When it comes to coming up with jokes and puns, League of Legends players cannot be outclassed by anyone. There are lots of different types of puns out there especially, so we have gone through the internet with a fine-toothed comb to find the most bizarre, the funniest and the best. These are definitely not the only puns out there for LOL. There are enough of them that you could fill up an entire series of encyclopedias and still need more room.

But these are definitely some of the best ones out there. We’ve also divided them up into eight different categories so that you can choose the ones that you like the best. Some of these are great, some of them are so bad they’re good, but they are all worth reading. Let’s get started.

When Forum Users Are Asked for League of Legends Puns

The first category that we’ve chosen is simply the one showcasing the responses that come when League of Legends players are asked to come up with puns. There are quite a few that have been bandied around the internet for a long time, but what is surprising is that many users are able to come up with some of the funniest puns out there right on the fly.

Part of that is being inspired by the post above you, but some of them are so truly original that all you can do is upvote the post and laugh to yourself. Here is exactly what happens when LOL players are asked to post their best puns in a forum.

I could tell you a zilean of them but I could not be bothered

I’m sure Ziggs would have a blast making some dynamite puns on this thread. Surprised this thread hasn’t exploded with more replies!

Jarvan puns would be Exemplar-y.

Urgot to be kidding me, these jokes are Tibbersable. Half of them are Ireliavent.

C’MON post more!!!!!!!!!!!! I don’t want to have posted this thread in vayne.

I don’t Evelyn know what to post…

Dat Ashe

Need to post it in my new twitcher account

My brain Ziggs and Zaggs trying to think of more. I’ve come to think that coming up with a good one is just Lux. Post more pl0x!

Well i think im pretty VIKTORious when thinking up lol puns

Fizz decided to take mid-lane for the halibut.

Yall can follow this horrible thread to your graves

Knock knock. Udyr?

Volibear: Hmm… You might be expecting some un-bear-able pun. I’m going to tear the enemy apart with my bear hands!

Karma is a *****.

Wow let me Ashe you guys a question; what kind of twist of fate put us all here ? Is there Annie answer for that question?

Go Diana fire.

If I post in this thread while in my car, does it could as texting while Draven?

Oh, god why Zyra want to communicate with me using a thornmail im gonna leaf her alone

Kayle yourself.Go Diana hole.This thread isnt really Nasus ary.

We Kennen this right now.

I managed to get away with it though, so at least my efforts weren’t in Vayne.

Alright, this is getting Downright Darius, so I’m gonna leave. (Your leaver status has risen to 1)

The Chinese was A.K.A. Li.

An enemy has been sWain.

Viktor-y.

Gankplank.

Masteryies.

Jokes? I got a Zilean of them!

Urgot to be kidding me!

Annieways, let’s start!

Hey, Anniebody home?

Could i ashe you a question?

TIME to win the Euro Zileans!

Stupid people! They are Phreaking me out, man!

Sivir me Tibbers!

You ** Ashe hole!

I wish you good Lux.

This will work, i Garen-tee!

That TANK will RAMM-US!

This left me SIVIRly disappointed.

Well, that was a nice Twist of Fate.

Annie is pretty hot.

Ashe is cool, but Kayle is divine.

Irelia don’t know what you’re talking about…

Pfft, Lee sin to reason.

Ryze and shine.

Your digging your own Graves.

Udyr challenge me?

Seems like bad Miss Fortune to me.

Dont get Corki.

Cho´gath! Eat my Fizz.

I Garen-tee that you will lose.

All hail the glorious Chairman Maokai.

Man i miss-clicked becouse of thar Twitch.

Maan, you could hear that Ziggsplosion from miles.

I-realy need a nerf mor my W.

Want to get out of elo hell? You gotta Ryze to the occasion.

how do you Darius that computer when I’m not home?

Sona we are doing these puns again…

Vi must stop with the puns!

Long-Form League Puns

Most of the puns out there are really short one-liners. But then we came across people that really must have thought about the puns that they were going to create and then worked to turn all of the puns that they came up with into a coherent paragraph. That was extremely impressive, and it took a great deal of work, so we thought that they deserved their own category.

That’s why we have listed these long-form puns below, so that you can appreciate them in all of their glory – as well as their corniness – by themselves. These are truly the best of the long-form puns. Whoever came up with these should be proud of their work, and if you search for them, you will be able to find the original posts yourself.

Okay… Are you guys for ez-real? This has been done to death, and I Garen-tee that Annie of the puns Urgot have already been used. I mean, there’s a Zilean possibilities, and I’m not just triforcing to get a Ryze out of you, I’m being sincere. Stop with the puns. They’re lane.

This is really lane. Some of you champs needs to Ryze to the occasion. Anivia would have thought this thread would be reborn again. Seriously Brolafs? I feel like I’m going to go berserk if I don’t see some more puns here. I never Everlynn would have thought my hate would have spiked towards you guys like this. It just makes me twitch. I think I’m done with this post, before my endless rage ignited again, I need someone to come stand united with me. I think we’re all on the same team fights here. Bye!!!

But on the other hand, I asked my girlfriend and she said Shyvana keep on making up LoL puns. She thinks they’re a Riot. I swear, she has a Renekton of them. Speaking of my girl, she’s more of just a friend. Our parents just tried to Rammus together. (She’s a Phreak sometimes though, if you know what i mean) But i still Twitch when i think of her in Amumu. Enough of her though. That was irrEvelynnt.

I accidentally Draven to an old lady crossing the street today. But killing is a BIG Nunu, so THERE’s some bad Karma for you. I was scared so i took the body to a river (I didn’t want her to Ryze from the dead)

I Garentee these puns are not funny, I heard a Zilean of them but I always Zed they aren’t funny, in fact, it Lux like they are Aatroxiously not funny. They are Anniething but new, so atleast please make Brand new funny jokes or Elise people will downvote you

LOL Puns So Bad They’re Good

While compiling the puns for this article, we came across lots of bad ones. Some were just bad so they were chucked out, while others were so bad that we couldn’t bear to discard them. They are like some old horror movies – they are so awful, so terribly bad that they are actually good. It is a fine line when something surpasses that mark, but just take a look at these and see if you don’t agree that they need their own cult following.

These so-bad-they-are-good puns are going to make you groan, but you will also remember them later and hopefully, if we have done our job well, they will elicit a chuckle, even against your own better judgment.

I hate Vladimir, he really sucks…

i wouldnt mind these threads if the puns were at least thresh.

OMG that pentakill was Kata-strophic!

I told you not to steal that blue from our AP carry, and now you got killed, it was all bad Karma.

What’s the holdup? Why Ahri waiting?

I ain’t ‘Cho b***h!

Annie’d blue!

Put on some pants. I can see your Ashe.

They need to rename Brand to “Bland”…

Elise you get an assist..

Sometimes I wish this game Ezreal

All this hype is turning out to Fizz!

He needs a Graves because I just destroyed him!

Irelia think this is a bad idea.

Top Ten League of Legends Puns

Okay, so there had to be a best of category. There are a lot of puns out there, and it is really difficult to narrow the thousands that we went through to find the best. However, these are the top ten of the League of Legends puns that we could find on the internet.

You may not agree that these are the best ever (and it is quite possible that there are many that we failed to unearth in our research) but you will almost certainly agree that they are among the best and that they deserve their own category here.

These are the top League of Legends puns, which encompass the really clever, the original and the simply so-true-they-are-funny categories. Let’s take a look at the top ten.

Malphite is once stoned again.

If you’re going to put a blind person in charge of your lottery like Lee Sin you’re going to Miss Fortune.

Teemo and Cho’Gath walk into a bar.. only one of them got hit.

Q: What do you call a Bronze team with Dr. Mundo, Nurse Akali, Surgeon Shen, Kennen M.D., and Soraka? A: Doctors Without Borders.

They should make a League of Legends Broadway show about “Playing Under No Sight” (PUNS). It’d be a play on wards.

If Quinn kills Lucian, is it a hate crime or is it fowl play?

A guy playing top lane, hit 7/7/7; announced in all chat he’d hit the jaxpot.

If I ever achieve 0/0/7 on a support, I steal the next kill. If I get called out on it, I respond ‘license to kill’.

U Vlad bro?

Example of OP Shaco: JAX in the box.

Hilarious Puns from LOL

Sometimes, puns just make you laugh out loud. This is a highly subjective matter, because what is funny (or punny) to one person, might not be to another. So, these might not be as hilarious for you as they were for us. But if you can relate to them, then we’ll bet that they are going to make you laugh out loud as well. Sometimes, the most hilarious ones were the ones that you least expected, and that’s part of what is included here.

But sometimes, it was originality, or a twist on an old pun that was extremely clever. In any case, they are all terrific puns that deserve to be showcased. There aren’t very many of them, because most of the best ones from this category were placed into the top ten instead. Enjoy the few that are here though because they are great too.

Teammate intercepts Caitlyn’s ult right before it hits you, your reaction: “TANK you!”

Undead scientist: SION-tist.

So, there I was eating chicken and Ryze. But it was disgusting, so i threw it in the Thresh.

LOL Puns Straight from the Champion’s Mouth

What about puns that come straight from the champion’s mouths themselves? We found a few of those and they were really funny. They might have been just as funny if someone had else been saying them as well, but the fact that you could imagine your champion saying them was what really distinguished them from the pack. With some champions, you know their personalities so well that you simply can imagine them saying such a terribly funny thing or making a terrific pun.

The creators of these puns knew those champions as well as you and us do, and that’s why we have put them into their own category. These puns are all straight from the mouth of the champion that they are about or are referring to in some way.

Ryze: “Take this scroll and stick it… somewhere safe”

Karthus talking with Anivia: “Do you… feel a chill?”

The mighty Ymir once said: “2 Mushrooms sit in a closet. One tells the other: “There’s not mushroom in here”

Master Yi: “Wuju pass me that potion?”

Rammus: “OK.”

Vayne: “Evil Lux around every corner.”

LeBlanc: “Lux can be deceiving.”

Zilean: “Your TIME has come.”

Garen: “Shut up, we’re losing TIME now….”

Do you even Rift bro? -Kassadin

League Puns in Terrible Taste

Okay, so the fact is, there are some League of Legends jokes out there that are really in terrible taste. For example, there is a joke about Americans not being very good at LOL because they cannot defend their towers. That joke is still unfunny to most Americans so we have not showcased it here. We have also decided to skip the ones that glorify awful things like rape. You might be surprised how many of the puns out there in terrible taste that we simply decided to skip.

But there are also puns that are in terrible taste that are still pretty funny. We think that those puns deserve to be recognized, but that they should come with a warning label so that everyone knows what to expect before they read them. That’s why they have been placed here into their own category.

If you’re swapping main champions; never go from Ashe to Malph.

Why does no one like Annie lategame? Because she’s 18.

Q: What do you call a toxic Thresh that just whiffed his ult? A: A dick in The Box.

Q & A League of Legend Punnery

Finally, we have a category of puns that are sort of Q and A jokes. Most of the good Q & A jokes we came across were included in another chapter of this book. So, we didn’t find very many that were worth including here in this category. However, there were a few and they definitely deserve to be recognized for their originality and hilarity.

These are not usually classified as puns, since they are mostly in joke format, but the pun was there in each of them. Let’s take a look at some of the Q & A puns that we found.

Q: How do you know Alistar is dyslexic?

A: He always goes oom!

What do you do to a toxic Zyra? Repot them.

Q: What do you say when you unintentionally outplay your opponent as Zyra?

A: All plant.

Q: How long does it take to save up enough money for Locket?

A: Aegis

Q: What is the Undead Juggernaut’s religion?

A: Siontology

Q: What do you call it when renekton rushes a chain vest?

A: An In-vest-igator!