#i'm not gonna lie i've never even played dark souls 3

[lord-foog-the-2st]

not who you reblogged it from but i'm not turning down a chance to use my powers of being a fucking nerd for the forces of good

so anyway starting off on the left we have ol' faithful vigor, which raises your HP and resistance to Frostbite (we'll get there later). every level up improves all of your defensive stats, and your status resistances, but some more than others, because why not. next up we have my boi Attunement, which raises your FP (ds3's name for mana, which can be used to cast spells and weapon-specific skills called Weapon Arts) and also raises the amount of spells you can have equipped at once. Endurance is next, which raises stamina (used to attack, dodge, run, cast spells, etc.) along with raising your Lightning damage defense and Bleed resistance. Vitality is similar, raising your Equip Load (how much gear you can equip at once without slowing movement/rolls), Physical defense, and Poison Resistance.

now it's time for damage stats. Strength mainly governs your damage with large, heavy weapons, like clubs and greatswords. it also raises your Fire defense (it's also the best stat and anyone who says otherwise prolly doesn't even lift bro /s). Dexterity affects your damage with precise, fast weapons, like katanas, rapiers, and bows, along with raising the speed at which you can cast spells, and decreasing fall damage taken. Intelligence affects how much damage your spells and magical weapons deal, while also raising your Magic defense. it also strengthens your Pyromancy and Dark magic, although it shares that attribute with the gods' favorite stat, Faith! sunbros rejoice, Faith strengthens Miracles (usually holy and lightning magic), holy weapons, along with the aforementioned Dark magic and Pyromancy. it also raises your Dark defense. finally, the most fortunate stat, Luck. Luck raises the chance for you to get rare items from enemies, as well as letting you apply Bleed and Poison faster with weapons that deal them. there are also some weapons whose damage scales with Luck, though they're uncommon.

moving along, the middle column is fairly simple. HP is how much damage you can take before you die, FP is the aforementioned mana for spells and Weapon Arts, Stamina is how much you can do (roll, attack, spells, etc.) before having to rest for a moment while it regenerates. those are fairly basic for anyone with a passing knowledge of video games, but i had to include them so the speedrun.com mods will accept my run as 100%

Equip Load is how much you can have equipped at once, though going over certain amounts (25%, 50%, etc.) will slow down your character's run speed and lower how much invincibility you get when you dodge roll. Poise is how many knuckle sandwiches you can take to the face without flinchin', and Item Discovery raises the chance for enemies to drop rare loot.

now for the right column, Physical defense is how much your armor and levels protect you against physical attacks. real shocker, i know. it's divided into 3 categories, Strike (maces, clubs, etc.), Slash (knives, swords, etc.), and Thrust (rapiers, daggers, etc.). Magic defense protects you from magic and magical weapons, Fire defense protects you from all sorts of fire, Lightning defense protects you from lightning attacks (lightning may not strike twice in the same spot but the nameless king'll make an exception for your face), and Dark defense protects against dark magic and such.

the Resistances tell how strong you are against specific status effects. however, the resistances only make it harder to get the status effects, they don't actually reduce the effect of the statuses. now for what they actually protect against, Bleed takes a big percentage off your health plus a bit of flat damage for flavor, Poison saps away your health over time, Frostbite takes a smaller chunk of HP than bleed but it both lowers your stamina regen and makes you take extra damage for a time after. and to round it off, Curse just fucking kills you. thank you miyazaki, great game design

also attunement slots are how many spells you can have equipped at once

anyway let's hope that came off coherently, that took me way longer to write than i'd like and the sun's coming up so time to zzzzZZZZZZZ honk shoo honk shoo

[plusvanity]

idk if youve done this or want to do this but, any travis headcanons? 👉👈

just love your style of writing. :3

Ofc!!! <3 and thank you very much, you're such a lovely person, I've seen you a lot on my reblogs/ likes and I wanted to thank you for supporting me <3 I honestly HOPE this doesn't sound too weird, haha.

So, here comes Travis:

-Travis is a very soft boy inside but he's masking it very well.

Growing up, he was a pretty curious and active child. He loved his mother to no end as she was the most beautiful, compassionate, generous and gentle soul he ever found in a person. (He realized that a lot later in time)

He'd do anything with her. Play, pray three times a day, thank God for every little beautiful thing in his life, help around and just be the silly little boy that he was.

He always feared his father even though, when he was little, all the punishment was verbal and/or regarding the chores that he hated to do.

(There was tension, hostility and disinterest in his father's behavior but nothing to be too outrageous..Yet. Needles to say, this stayed like this due to his mother's presence in the house that acted as an referee, calming down her demented husband and soothing little Travis's pain away)

Unfortunately from here, things only go dark and.. blindly assuming that u know what I'm talking about lol, here's the part when Travis mothers gets ill, the cult doesn't do anything about it, Travis is way too young and insignificant in this whole equation to do anything himself and... she eventually dies.

-Travis's first trauma hits harder than his father's slap.

Now, young Travis found himself in a very disturbing and visceral reality. It might all seem like a horrible nightmare (and that's how he saw it back then) but unfortunately it's not.

Dissociation was his only way out. No, he didn't develop the full DID, but his massive trauma triggered his brain to such an extent that it needed to shut down lots of processes in hope to self-preservate and get away from the pain. (This is the easiest way I can explain it but of you're curious in HOW utterly shocking the whole process is, search on Google 'brain neuroimaginy while dissociating' and you'll see that the cerebral activity shrinks to almost no activity at all)

He went on living with this whole disaster on his shoulders, suppressing the trauma as much as he could.

Nobody was on his side, nobody acknowledged that what they 'let happen' was absolutely immoral and cruel. Nobody fucking admitted they were wrong.

Classic religious approach for 'Meh, SHE wasn't meant to be, I guess???'

- Now, alone with his barely-wanted son, the passive-aggressive treatment began to escalate into nasty shit.

Travis got much more involved in the church community, now with a stable role in the church's chorus and as his father's 'right hand'. Their dynamics never screamed 'abuse' from a distance... or maybe it did but that's how ignorant the church community was????

Punishments moved from verbal abuse and degradation to physical. Fists, kicks, hair pulling and dragging across the floor (This one is bad, believe me for a fucking reason lol) and food interdiction.

-With no way around or soul to listen to his pain, he kept everything inside, locked the misery with a key, crossed his fingers and hoped for it to.... miraculously dissolve overnight?????

-First romantic interest.

I wouldn't really call it a 'romantic interest' as he was a middle-schooler BUT first crush.

It was a boy his age that he befriended within the church community.

The little attention, compassion and fun they had, quickly unlocked the emotional burden on Travis's heart. In a naive and very impressionable state of mind, Travis found himself pouring his heart out to that boy. He told him the things he wasn't supposed to tell anyone in hope for understatement and more compassion.

Not gonna lie, it made the other kid feel very weird and confused. He didn't say too much, thing that made Travis's heart..... ache.

The second Worst Day of His Life quickly came when Travis, naively assuming that the other boy had mutual feelings for him, made the worst mistake.

The kiss was like a blink of an eye.. and the kid went broadcasting the event to everyone around the church.

When Travis's father found out it was...bad to say the least. The rage, the shame and the disappointment for his brat of a son came in bloody fists, kicks and bruises.

That day, it teached Travis an important lesson in life. 'Don't you ever open up'

As the things escalated, fear naturally turns into hate. Hurt turns into rage (you see where this is going) and he begins to harden up.

-Travis puts on a mask but... not so much really?

His anger is almost unbearable. The steam and fuel drives him to act as a semi-copy of his father, crashing on small prey, in his case, Sal's gang (with Sal especially as a target) This reaction is natural and expectable from a deeply traumatized kid.

Jealousy acts as a reassuring factor that 'Yes, he needs to slash and burn the blue haired boy'

He uses all the slurs and insults that destroyed him as a weapon because in the end, he doesn't hate Sal. He hates himself.

-He desires happiness, human relationships, closure and security. He does. He misses his mother so much, he'd rip his heart apart to see her one more time.. he seeks comfort, softness and understanding in Sal. He sees the love he needs the most and he's utterly incapacitated to chaise that love. Not when he treated Sal this way for all these years.

-Travis lets someone in, learns a healthy coping mechanism and earns a valuable friend.

When Travis and Sal get close, Travis explodes with everything that hurt him, narrating Sal his whole damn life, finally allowing himself vulnerability for the first time in the eyes of a true caring person.

-Travis follows the journey of healing without hating himself and allows Sal to guide him through the process.

Travis has a very long way to go but he finally realizes that there's light at the end of the tunnel. Generational trauma is a new perspective that he needs to explore in hope to give himself a bit of comfort. 'It's not you personally that they try to bring down, it's anyone in your place that will experience this conflict'.

He comes to terms with how beyond repair his father's roots and beliefs are and he tries his best to distance himself from the misery... as much as his still-minor position allows him.

It's all about making it livable for now..

-Travis learns to value his new friendship with Sal more than he desires a relationship.

Some happier trivia now.???

-Travis is pretty good at singing!

-Travis gets to love David Bowie because he reminds him of the time Sal sang and played 'Heroes' for him. The song and the meaning grew inside his mind as one of the best memories and happiest moments of his life.

Another song that he listens and laughs a bit in irony is: Modern Love. "Never gonna fall for (modern love) Walks beside me (modern love) Walks on by (modern love) Gets me to the church on time (church on time)' it's about Sal, obv :3

-Travis used to get involved around school activities too to put on the 'Pretty Preacher's Son' mask to simulate false-perfection but he grew out of it thanks to Sal.

-Travis loves long walks and talking and laughing at silly little things.

-Travis vision on religion:

Part-time atheist, Part-time believer. The religious trauma and guilt is not something that he'll ever grow out of. It's something that can't be changed and in order to survive, he needs to change his life vision.

There are times when he hates God, blames him for turning his back when he was suffering. There are times when he still clings to the idea that there's something out there, something that... brought Sal in his life. There are times when he sees Christianity as nothing but a mass-controlling copied and revamped religion imported from Egypt that instead of bringing the people closer to God, it actually alienates them because of all the punishment and un-bendable rules that made the Bible be the fucking Bible.

It makes people selfish, judgy and look down on other religion because FUCK U if u don't think like me- broken mentality.

Alright, I genuinely HOPE this is a bit of a more in-depth analysis of Travis and his contradictory personality. If you feel like asking anything, feel free to do so! I doubt that this post is fully readable lol.

Anyway, have a great day!! <3 :3

[bewareofthenewphannie]

what are some phancoded songs

Hey dearest nonny, I'm usually very bad at listening to lyrics but! I'll try my best to give you a few :P

The first one that always comes to my mind is "Friends" by Ed Sheeran.

It's maybe a tad dramatic but especially if we look at earlier phan it does fit the bill very well in my opinion.

We're not No we're not friends Nor have we ever been We just try to keep those secrets in a lie And if they find out, will it all go wrong?

[...]

So I could take the back road But your eyes will lead me straight back home

honestly, just listen to the song, it's very nice :3

The second one I want to mention, mainly because today I woke up to @serendipnpipity (rightfully) screaming about how much this is them, is "penguin" by Christina Perri.

(also on that note, check out ser's dnp playlist)

Love like this may come once Baby it's fate Like a soul mate, he's your penguin Baby it's fate Baby it's fate Not luck

"Home" by Phillip Phillips (double Phil!). You could add any of the many songs out there that talk about a person feeling like home/making something feel like home here, because that's what it's all about for them, isn't it?

Hold on, to me as we go As we roll down this unfamiliar road And although this wave is stringing us along Just know you're not alone 'Cause I'm gonna make this place your home

(slightly derailed continuation under the cut, I am sorry)

This next song, "All I've ever known" by Anaïs Mitchell is simply a very pretty love song that just so happens to be part of a really good musical (yes, this is just me trying to somehow make this song about dnp). You see, this is Orpheus and Eurydice here so it's all about tragic unconditional love, even in a world that feels cruel and unloving. It's about love that makes the world feel brighter, love that you never want to lose.

Orpheus was a poor boy,​ But he had a gift to give.​ He could make you see how the world could be: In spite of the way that it is And Eurydice was a young girl,​ But she'd seen how the world was.​ When she fell, she fell in spite of herself,​ In love with Orpheus.​

[...]

You take me in your arms And suddenly there’s sunlight all around me Everything bright and warm And shining like it never did before And for a moment I forget Just how dark and cold it gets

[...]

Say that you’ll hold me forever Say that the wind won’t change on us Say that we’ll stay with each other And it’ll always be like this

To make things more interesting I'll add a german song to this list based on the fact that

a) it was released in 2009

b) you can mishear the lyrics in the chorus as "the hamster is wilding outside of my window"

c) the lyrics are incredibly cheesy but also they kind of fit if you really want them to ("you're my compass when i lose myself" "you're the bandaid for my soul")

I present to you, "Pflaster" by Ich + Ich, a song that was mercilessly overplayed on the radio when I was 6 years old and probably deeply shaped my personality.

I should stop this before this gets even worse, shouldn't I?

Next, "Accidentally In Love" by Counting Crows because Shrek 2 superiority and also, they're in love (although you could argue there was nothing accidental about that).

Hmm, then "Uma Thurman" by Fall Out Boy because it's fob and well yk...

anyway, idek what that song is actually about because audio processing is not happening in this brain but i can't listen to it without thinking about them sooo

Also this! "Space Dementia" by Muse.

This reminds me of them because they talked about it on a stereo show and Dan learned to play it on the piano.

Okayyy, I'll stop this here, I hope at least the first few songs were what you were asking for!

[clairelsonao3]

Writer Q&A Tag Game

Thank you to @winterandwords for tagging me in this one! I love Q&As, I don't care what the questions are!

1. What motivates you to write?

The pursuit of fame and fortune.

Just kidding. No, in all honesty, there was a time when I was obsessed with writing for the market. I still want to make money with my fiction someday, I'm not gonna lie. But actually, it's always been about telling stories that I know no one else will tell and that need to be told. If I'm that invested in a story, nothing will stop me from finishing it.

2. A line/short snippet of your writing that you are most proud/happy of. If not maybe share a line of someone else's work you love (just please credit them)

This is the last section of the opening chapter of The Adored. And it's going to get changed, so don't get too attached. But the gist of it has stayed through all drafts:

CW: Mention of teen females (consensually?) groping a teen male:

Hell, before this year, he’d never left the state of Minnesota. He and Afton didn’t eat pie on a boat on their first date, either. They didn’t even have a first date. But he’s let the world believe it, along with a million other lies that look pretty under pastel filters and amazing in 200 characters or less. Lies that dance center stage, that come alive under the lights. The lies are Afton’s truth. Thayer’s truth. Social media’s truth.

But they aren’t ours. Micah's and my truth is different. It’s underground, rotting in basements and prison cells, and all the dark places he still prays never to have to go back to. It’s about the night I saw Afton with a man in a dark Jaguar that turns Micah pale when he sees it, about the chains that still choke his heart and soul. It’s the jagged puzzle whose pieces he relied on me to put together, then told me never to reveal — the whats, but not the whys.

It’s why we’re really quitting.

But there’s one last truth. It’s what he’s trusting me to find. Me, the gawky giraffe in borrowed Balenciaga, with a bass she can barely play. The blurry face in the background. The tacked-on name at the bottom of the story. Bandmate Isley Nash.

I want to ask him, why me?

But before I can, it’s over. He throws himself backward off the stage. His body arches through space like a supernova. This is the moment they’ve been waiting for. They caress him, groping his hair, his legs, his junk. His eyes close. He’s lost. He’s theirs. For them, there’s only tonight.

And unless I find that truth, tonight is all there will ever be. 

3. Which OC makes you smile every time you think/talk about them and what are they like?

Micah (see above) is a reluctant teen rock star, a defiant rebel, a deadpan snarker, a (probable) murder victim, and my OG sad boi, so I'm always going to go with him.

4. What process of writing do you enjoy the most?

Editing. Drafting is trying to make something out of nothing, which is torture. Editing, meanwhile, is sculpting something you create (which is almost always terrible to start off with) into something good, which is fun and fulfilling. I will vomit unreadable, ungrammatical crap onto the page just so there's something there to edit when I go back. For me, that's where 99% of the real work of writing gets done.

5. What part of writing do you think you are the best at? (Yes stroke your own ego it's okay)

Dialogue! I think my dialogue is often funny and entertaining. Can I say that? I'm saying that.

6. What is something in the writeblr community is most enjoyable?

Getting tagged to fill out Q&As like this and ramble about myself ad nauseum! No, seriously, the community I've found on Tumblr has amazingly changed my life in the best way -- and I've really only been here a few months! Here, I've found talented writers, engaged readers, and all-around wonderful human beings, who do not only NOT judge me for my bizarre tastes, but in many cases actually share them. Finding a community like that is rare enough in the internet hellscape where we often find ourselves, let alone IRL, and I will be grateful for it always.

7. A writing tool/device you use that helps you with writing? (It could be speech to text, a writing program etc)

I've reluctantly come around to Grammarly, even though I snobbishly thought I didn't need it. Oh, and chatGPT. No, I'm kidding. I have tried it out, though. (Haven't we all?)

8. A piece of worldbuilding that you like in your own story? (It could be the magic system, a particular place in the story, a law etc)

CW for discussing slavery in a clinical, dispassionate way (IDK, might be a trigger for some).

I've long thought you can't really understand or write about slavery without understanding the basic economics behind it, whether historically or in a fictional context. In most fiction with institutionalized slavery, it's either completely controlled by a dystopian government or by one single, massive company. To me, neither seemed realistic, and I think this is where this world differs from other related ones. In the world of GSNBTR, slavery is like any other sector under capitalism: it's multiple businesses of various sizes and with different niches competing against each other for customers, while being regulated (relatively lightly) by the government (as lobbied for by special interests, of course). And that also means thinking hard about the kinds of roles slaves would be likely to fill in a modern society built on that system, where they come from (likely many different places), who would own, trade, and manage them (whether government, corporations, or individuals) and how they would be likely to be used -- ie., it's not just domestic servants and sex workers, in fact, those are likely the minority of slaves. The majority are fast-food workers, landscapers, cleaners, dishwashers, farmworkers, general laborers, etc. etc. I suspect some are also used in the entertainment industry in some capacity (i.e. some actors/musicians/athletes are literally owned by movie studies/record companies/sports leagues), but I haven't really puzzled this out in detail. This stuff isn't necessarily fun to think about, but it's a must in a story like this, and I definitely did spend a lot of time thinking about it.

9. What piece of advice would you say to encourage others to write if they are having a rough patch?

Are you writing what you really want to write? Always write what you want, not what you think you should. And if you can't write just for yourself, write for just one person. The rest of your audience will come naturally.

10. Tag some people whose works you love/have been your biggest supporters

I have to of course start with the talented writers whose work was so amazing it drew me in and got me to stay: @little-peril-stories @starlit-hopes-and-dreams

And then, to my astonishment, they reached out to support me and my own work, at times in ways far beyond anything I ever could have imagined. 💕

And then! On various levels, I've been lucky enough to know and interact with @i-can-even-burn-salad @whither-wander-whump @rickie-the-storyteller @mysticstarlightduck @painful-pooch @tabswrites @burntcoffeewhump, and @winterandwords!

And there are so many more great folks that I'm only just starting to discover, such as the following I'll gently tag (as well as OPEN TAG for anyone I mentioned above -- since you're already here, after all -- and anyone else reading this! 😂)

@romanceandshenanigans @digital-chance

[fanficfanattic]

Full Whumptober Prompts List

NO. 1 "But now this room is spinning while I'm trying just to fill in all the gaps."

Safety Net | Swooning | "How many fingers am I holding up?"

NO. 2 "I’lI call out your name, but you won't call back."

Thermometer | Delirium | "They don't care about you."

NO. 3 "Like crying out in empty rooms, with no one there except the moon."

Journal | Solitary Confinement | "Make it stop."

NO. 4 "I see the danger, it's written there in your eyes."

Cattle Prod | Shock | "You in there?"

NO. 5 "You better pray I don't get up this time around."

Debris | Pinned Down | "It's broken.”

NO. 6 "Do or die, you'll never make me, because the world will never take my heart."

Recording | Made To Watch | “It should have been me.”

NO. 7 "I paced around for hours on empty, I jumped at the slightest of sounds”

Alleyway | Radio Silence | "Can you hear me?"

NO. 8 "I've got soul, but I'm not a soldier."

Overcrowded ER | Outnumbered | "It's all for nothing."

NO.9 "Learning everything ain't what it seems, that's the thing about these days."

Polaroid | Mistaken Identity | "You're a liar."

NO. 10 "Can't you see that you're lost without me?"

Broken Phone | Stranded | "You said you'd never leave."

NO. 11 "All the lights going dark and my hope's destroyed."

Animal Trap | Captivity | "No one will find you."

NO. 12 "I haven't slept in days, but who's counting?"

Red | Insomnia | “I'm up, I'm up!"

NO. 13 "It comes and goes like the strength in your bones."

Cold Compress | Infection | "I don't feel so good.”

NO. 14 "Feed me poison, fill me 'til I drown."

Flare I Water Inhalation | "Just hold on.”

NO. 15 "I don't need you to help me, I can handle things myself."

Makeshift Bandages | Suppressed Suffering | "I'm fine.”

NO. 16 "Would you lie with me and just forget the world?"

Gurney | Flatline | "Don't go where I can't follow.”

NO. 17 "You're the lump in my throat and the knot in my chest."

Collar | Touch Aversion | "Leave me alone.”

NO. 18 "I tend to deflect when I'm feeling threatened."

Blindfold I Tortured For Information | "Hit them harder."

NO. 19 "I’ll take one final step, all you have to do is make me."

Floral Bouquet | Psychological | “I'm not as stupid as you think I am."

NO. 20 "People don't change people, time does."

Blanket | Found Family | “You will regret touching them."

NO. 21 "See the chains around my feet."

Vows | Restraints | "Don't move."

NO. 22 "They never saw us coming, 'til they hit the floor."

Glass Shard | Vehicular Accident I "Watch out!"

NO. 23 "It's gonna get me by the end of the night."

Shadows | Stalking | "Who's there?

NO. 24 "I've got a head full of chemicals, mouth full of ridicule."

Goodbye Note | Neglect | "I thought they were with you."

NO. 25 "You're not delivering a perfect body to the grave”

Storm | Buried Alive | "They're not breathing!"

NO. 26 "Sometimes I get so tired, I don't even know myself."

Seeing Double | Working To Exhaustion | "You look awful."

NO. 27 "You drew stars around my scars, but now I'm bleeding."

Matches | Scars | "Let me see.”

NO. 28 "We might not make it to the morning, so go on and tell me now."

Bloody Knife | Sacrifice | "You'll have to go through me.”

NO. 29 "I only sink deeper the deeper I think."

Scented Candle | Troubled Past Resurfacing | "What happened to me?"

NO. 30 “It's okay just to say 'I'm not okay'."

Borrowed Clothing | Bridal Carry I "Not much longer…”

NO. 31 "I thought that I was getting better." Emptiness | Setbacks | "Take it easy."

ALTERNATIVE PROMPTS

FIFTEEN EQUALLY WHUMPY ALTERNATIVE PROMPTS FOR WHUMPTOBER.

1. Betrayal

2. Aftermath of Failure

3. Brass Knuckles

4. Decoy

5. Body Modification

6. Playing Cards

7. Examination

8. Hunting

9. Drugging

10. Shaking

11. Panic

12. Broken

13. Miscommunication

14. Lab Rat

15. Reluctant Whumper

[lettherebemonsters]

10 𝐒𝐎𝐍𝐆𝐒 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐈𝐍𝐒𝐏𝐈𝐑𝐄 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐓𝐎 𝐖𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐄 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐌𝐔𝐒𝐄 .

Muse: Kenneth Chase "Jeffrey Hawk"/ The Clown, William Afton/ Clown Springtrap, Domenico " Nicky" Giuseppe SanGiovanna/The Ringmaster (my three stooges lol)

The Clown

1.) The Greatest Show Unearthed by Creature Feature

" Welcome to the lower birth The greatest show unearthed We appear without a sound The darkest show around We will leave you in a daze Madness, murder, dismay We will disappear at night With blood on the concrete..."

2.) The Carnival by Amanda Jenssen

" Hammerman, you make me dull I'm going to the carnival I'll sit beside and watch them play It's gonna be an awful day..."

3.) Put on a Happy Face! by Jagwar Twin

" Flip the switch, flip the stove World gone mad, let's start the show Get your kicks and let's go If you're sad, don't let it show

Say I'm happy, I'm happy, I'm happy today I'm happy, I'm happy, I'm happy today They say put on a happy face 'Cause we're tick-tock, tick-tock Ticking like a timebomb..."

Clown Springtrap

4.) Our Little Horror Story by Aviators

" Five nights left to find you One last thing to tend to You'll fear what I can do But you'll never run Ghosts warn of my actions But I'm the main attraction You'll bring my satisfaction Our little horror story's just begun..."

5. A Gorey Demise by Creature Feature

" One by one we bite the dust Kick the bucket and begin to rust Give up the ghost when your number's up We all fall down

Ashes to ashes, bones to paste You wither away in your resting place Eternity in a wooden case We all fall down..."

6. One Foot in the Grave by Creature Feature

" I've got one foot in the grave And in its shackles I'm its slave And here I lie With all the night The pearly gates turned me away In this sarcophagus I lay No longer dead but I am bored of breath

I can feel the cold night air I can feel the decay there I can feel it in the wind In death I have been born again..."

The Ringmaster

7. Slasher by Aviators

" Starved out in dust to make a killing For shares that we won't see Our minds feel hate and flesh is willing We hurt what lies between One second passes and you're gone Our weapons drawn but Somehow these kills won't make us whole We've sold our souls..."

8. Scarlet Vow by Aviators (though replace 'she' with 'he' lol)

" Lock your doors She's coming back to even out the score Vengeful spirits do her dark commands In the devil's hands Now the fire's in her breath Scarlet vow Taken by the girl who you cast out You're not the only one with chants to sing Or a prayer to bring But her patron saint is death..."

9. Death of a Dollmaker by Creature Feature

10. Here There Be Witches by Creature Feature

" Unholy hexes, dark incantations Our days are numbered just sacrificial lambs Depraved and corrupted agents of darkness Chosen by the black mark of the beast Archaic volumes, forbidden writing Blood ceremonies, sermons for the damned This curse must be lifted before the full moon Or we're all just meat for the feast..."

Tagged by: @silvcrignis (thanks boo! >:3)

Tagging:

(Anyone who wants to do this!)

[dzpenumbra]

10/16/22

Pretty nice and high tonight. I've been in a habit of just... not cleaning my bowl. I mean I have, I just... Okay, you know what, let me start at the beginning because that's a pretty big story, then I'll try to catch up to this whole smoking system I've developed. If I remember... XD

I got this black and white glass pipe. My old one was all black with white glow-in-the-dark globs on it, it broke around the time I went to the retreat place to detox off of prescribed meds. I'm like... editing my wording to phrase that correctly. Because I was prescribed meds by a Counseling Center I was seeing after all the regular fights with my ex and feeling sick all the time and struggling to sleep and not knowing who I was and shit. It's a long story that I've told before, and will likely get into again, but not tonight. I wanted to really make it clear that I didn't want to be on these meds at any point. I took them because I was supposed to, and they numbed my soul for a few years that I'll never get back. So... in emergencies? I'd go back for a little. If I really really had to. But I really just don't want my use of weed or past use of tobacco and (rarely) alcohol to influence the perspective of the experience of me detoxing myself off benzos. I don't even want to say psych meds, it sounds so fucking shitty. It really does. I was not a recreational user of that shit. I would use extra occasionally, sure, fuck it. But it was kinda... given to me. It was a prescribed addiction. And getting off them almost killed me twice before, so I was gonna play it safe this time and go to a clinic or something... because I live alone and I had no friends that would visit and all of my family was fighting with me and refused to help me or even like... check in on me to see if I was dead. So yeah, I had a dog and a cat to take care of and couldn't really just start convulsing and be a prolonged snack for them. No one would take care of them after, no one would really have even known for probably a week at that point in history, at least. So I went to a retreat for 6 months.

My pipe broke back then. Yep. I actually smoked on campus twice. Unfortunately. See, I really had no idea how conservative the place was. And really just was entirely in optimistic, smoking-spiritual hippie mode. I made a deal with the people who ran the place, she lied to my face about it just to get me in a safer place. I understand her intentions are pure, but her methods there were questionable. I take a firm stance on honesty and transparency with big decisions like that, but again, I do understand that when dealing with some less agreeable, more confrontational types... deceit might be a necessity. I just don't appreciate being upfront and honest with my soul to people, then have them manipulate me in return. It's kind of a pattern, and it kinda fucks with your head a bit. So... like... don't do that on entry day of a retreat.

I tried to make a deal with them that I could smoke as part of my therapy. I've talked about that too before, so... if you're interested, it's there. I was told "what you do off the property is none of our business" and they weren't going to drug test me or anything. I made sure to show up with medical marijuana application papers in hand. The state made it legal for recreational use at least 2 years prior, but I wanted to play it safe. We had what I thought was an understanding. I smoked... 3 times total. First time I was driving, I did not like that. You know... I didn't like any of them. I was just trying to keep some form of comfort there. A piece of my past life, a creature comfort. And the second I started to get resistance from them, I brought it all home and left it there, I still have that exact weed, it's all brown. I was very honest with my therapist about it, and expressed what I'm assuming they read as a lie - that I didn't see the harm in it and tried to keep it very removed from anyone with addiction problems. Smoking was legitimately just part of my day at that stage in my life and I treated it exactly like tobacco. I didn't smoke and go socialize and rub it in peoples' faces. It was very private and kept to myself, and always at night, so like a bedtime thing too. They shut down the medical license entirely, which was shitty of their conservative asses. And they piss tested everyone in the house. It was just like... fuck all of you, with this hospital-acting shit. All because the other 20 somethings have impulse control problems, but don't have access to weed... Because if someone took my medical I would rat them out in a goddamn second and actually consider pressing charges for stealing my medications. Fuck they could even store it in the super locked medical room. Fuckin assholes didn't even brainstorm it with me. A legal recreational drug. And I had to detox off 2 different medications AND weed at the same time.

So... the broken bowl has a lot of... very powerful attachments to it. Symbolic, no? Now, as long as I've been doing this journal, I'm smoking every single night. And sometimes during the day too. And I freak out sometimes, but being able to freak out and be okay is one of the most important skills I've been learning in life. Especially as someone as emotional, honest and imaginative as myself. As sensitive as myself. It teaches me healthy ways to address my inner characters in times of acute crisis. It teaches me to relax, and be mindful of my body, which I regularly ignore. And it pairs very well to writing for me. At least it has lately.

That was a hell of a round-about way of getting to talking about how I pack my bowls... XD I don't clean my bowl really. My new one, that is. My old broken one, I sanded down the end of it and packed it full of Delta-8 in case I freak out a LOT and wanna try to pull myself down with it. My new bowl has a bigger hole in it, the biggest I've ever had in a pipe that I've owned, so... I didn't really know how to pack it at first. I usually would take a chunk of bud and put it in the hole loosely, then grind some for the top. But the hole on my new one is too big for that. So I remembered I had tumbled quartz, little pieces. I found one about the right size and voila, works like a charm! So that's my current setup. But because of that, I kinda need to soak the quartz for a minute when I clean it, because it gets completely coated in resin. So I tend to just take one or two hits and leave the burnt bud in the bowl. Put it on my mantle so my cat can't get to it, she's crazy about weed, she would just eat it all. Then when I want to smoke later, I just put some fresh greens on top - since it gives more of a head high, I noticed - and just smoke that. And it just turns into a never-ending bowl.

Today's has been going for a little too long, and it's getting really compacted. So I think I'll give cleaning it a go tomorrow. There's other stuff I wanted to do too, but I can't remember offhand. Not promising then... I keep saying "I should go to the skatepark" but I just don't picture it. I would really like to, but just... not when people are there. And every time I'm up and moving and ready to go, it's like 4-6 PM on a Friday or weekend. And that just feels like prime-time at the park. So yeah, maybe around dusk would work? And I can just go with my old board, and get a new one another time.

Oh... my infection thing that I took antibiotics for a week for? Yeah, it never really went away and it's back pretty strong. So I really think I need to do that on Monday, and maybe call up the vet and get a checkup for my cat before I move. I hope I can remember, that kinda shit just gets in my head sometimes, then things get really emotional and complicated, then I get distracted by something and then before you know it... I can't call because the place is closed. Because I'm going to bed at 7AM. Ugh. What a mess! It's so hard to get shit done in a town full of day people.

I'm all over the place tonight. I didn't sleep very well last night and have been having very intense dreams (that I'm not journaling in one of my two dream journals, for some reason). That's probably contributing.

I am glad I told that story about my weed stuff in the retreat. I still feel guilty - because they own the place and they can run it their way and legal liability blah blah, corporate this, rules that. I feel like I should have really triple-checked with them. And I should have respected their rules. I feel disrespectful. I will adamantly, in my defense, argue that I was very deliberately misled, and then was accused of making it up after the fact. Kinda gaslit, to be honest. And I was like a weird existential first-time-spiritual skater-hippie-metalhead hybrid, who people apparently can just pin shit on pretty easily. And if they really turn the screws on me, and stick with the lie, they can eventually get me to believe their lies were my own. That I was just... mistaken. I can feel the reflex now, and I'm pushing back against it. I was assured that smoking off campus would not have consequences - albeit indirectly - and I did ask the question directly... So I pay the penalty of guilt, for something that I truly believed was not breaking anything. So I think I'm going to forgive myself of that. I did cheat once, at 2AM by my car... I didn't want to walk into the pitch black woods at 2AM on my phone on my birthday when everyone in the house was supposed to be asleep. And I paid for it in spades, because I locked myself out, and was really high. I remembered an unlocked door, which was luckily still unlocked on the other side of the house and got back in. Snuck upstairs, got in bed and freaked the fuck out until I fell asleep. I hate that memory. It's so... like... I just wanted a normal night. Where I used to just sit on my porch and smoke and talk to my friends. And a friend finally called me. The only one to check in on me. The only one. So I went out and smoked in my car and talked with him until like 2AM. And I locked my dumb ass out of the house. And there were cameras everywhere, so I guarantee they knew what I did. I wish they talked to me about it directly, without their weird barriers - very odd in a therapeutic relationship where the clinician is setting up barriers to prevent the patient from progressing, like... totally backwards...

I guess I haven't spent much time with that memory since it happened. I miss that guy a bit, the guy I used to be. He was kinda egotistical, and aloof, and naive, and childish. But he was fun, and super confident, and very playful, and ever optimistic. I'm sad I had to bench him again for a while, but he's evolved into big parts of who I am today.

I'm just gonna pass out, this has been happening a lot lately. This whole... brain taking a concept and just spiderwebbing out to difficult memories. Especially before bed. So it's good to get it out, and to get a little look at how my thoughts are working right now. I need to let go a bit, and focus on some nice peaceful, blissful memories. Maybe work on creating that minds-eye zen garden a bit, if i can ever learn how to do that. XD Cat just stormed into the room and attacked a ball with a bell on it. Maybe sleep won't be quite as easy as I thought it'd be. Here goes nothin...

[sbnkalny]

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