#idiot rambles

[an-idiot-that-cannot-human]

I just had to make sure the world is aware of this realization I had a while ago if they aren’t already:

not only do x and zero have matching “variable/numerical” names, but they’re literally opposites…

X = infinite possibility, infinite potential; he was created to carry on Light’s legacy via complete free will and choice

Zero (0) = nothing; he was made for largely, one purpose (wreaking havoc and chaos) and had no choices - whatever he was programmed to do is what he did upon awakening

If zero hadn’t gotten to know x (or at least the maverick hunters/others with free will), he would have never had the ability to choose (I feel like x taught him, to some degree, that he is not “nothing” at some point). But it’s interesting that zero’s whole existence was intended to be empty while x has had the freedom of choice from the beginning (makes you think harder about his “what am I fighting for” motif…I think capcom’s writing team just didn’t know how to efficiently get this across, because it feels insanely intentional that by the end of his arc he knows what he fights for - he’s made a choice to fight for people he cares about)

[self-righteous-idiot]

"Where Angels Fear to Tread"

            Scott really should have expected it. Jimmy was never one to keep quiet, so when he started trying to obfuscate to Lizzie, she figured out instantly that something was going on. Then again, very few people have ever successfully lied to the Queen in Exile. Scott knew he was one of those few. Even still, he isn’t sure if he was successful in the lie, or if she had decided she didn’t need the truth yet.

            Shubble was upstairs when Lizzie finally lost patience and appeared in their kitchen. “So, Scott, going to tell me what it is Jimmy won’t? You two haven’t broken up, right?”

            Scott laughs and ignores Jimmy’s sputter complaints behind him. “No, no we’re doing fine. We have a guest who isn’t ready to meet anyone yet.”   

         “Are they staying here for a while?" 

          Scott pauses for a moment, trying to decide how much to tell Lizzie. “I think so. They don’t really have another place to go.”

            “I think we all know what that’s like.” Lizzie says. “What’s the real problem?”

            “What?”

            “Problem? There’s no problem, they’re just shy!” Jimmy says.

            Lizzie narrows her eyes. “Mmmm, no, there’s more to it than that. If they were simply shy, you’d have led with that, and warned the whole server ‘Don’t swing by our empires for a bit, there’s a new person who’s a bit shy and acclimatizing.’ You aren’t being blackmailed, are you?”

            There are times Lizzie’s paranoia is extremely useful. This is not one of those times. “No one is being blackmailed here, Lizzie.” Scott soothes.

            “What is blackmail?” Shubble asks.

            Jimmy imitates the fish he is so fond of. Scott buries his face in his hands and so misses any looks which might pass over Lizzie’s face.

            “You let an angel on the server?” The Queen in Exile exclaims, icy fury in her tone.

            “Say it a bit louder, I don’t think Sausage heard you.” Scott snaps.

            “Not just any angel, either. You let Dubbiel on our server?” The Queen lowers her volume slightly.

            “I mean, at least it’s not Sarandiel,” says Jimmy.

            “I think she would find Sarandiel preferable.” Shubble says softly.

            The Queen throws her hands in the air. “Yes, I would find Sarandiel preferable. Because I could kill him without killing myself, probably. But you,” she narrows her eyes at Shubble, “are on thin ice. Speak fast.”

            Scott opens his mouth to say something, but Shubble shakes her head at him, and crosses her arms, facing The Queen. “My name is Shubble. I don’t know who I am yet, but I am not a Beacon. Command decided we Beacons were too dangerous, or something, I can’t begin to understand her thought process.” She pauses. “I’m not sure I want to.”

            “My husband?” The Queen says, her tone softening only a little.

            “The Gloamingking and the Lost Knight? I couldn’t tell you where they are, I don’t know. If it comforts you at all, Command doesn’t know either, and she’s been looking.”

            Scott watches The Queen relax, her cheerful masks reappearing. It’s Lizzie who smiles brightly at them now. “Well. Since Scott doesn’t want to admit he let an angel on the server, I suppose I ought to help you think up a backstory. Won’t balance our books, but it will help.”

~~~~

So, uh surprise! Lizzie has arrived! Scott as narrator was a surprise to me too, because he's holding some cards pretty close to his chest. But if you haven't guessed, everyone in that room has a secret or three.

As always, this is based off of @greenekangaroo's wonderful Cursed Beacon AU. If you haven't read that yet, why are you here? Many thanks to them for bearing with my rambling and lore questions every five minutes while writing this.

If you have any comments, questions, or even five lines of a keysmash, for some reason, my inbox is open!

[itsthatoneidiot]

i feel like im going insane, the last couple of times i listened to fair by the amazing devil, it's sounded different.

i cant really explain it- it sounds more relaxed than it used to. for some reason, the song used to sound really dramatic and now its just so soft

[tumb1rtookmyprophets]

Look, I'm not saying the queer community SHOULD overthrow the government...

I'm just saying that we definitely have enough people that we COULD overthrow the government

Something something, that meme that circulated about how a man in drag with a pink gun is scarier than a sharpshooter, something something, can't catch us all

[lazylittledragon]

what if i broke all the bones in your legs actually

[landscaping-your-mind]

imagine youre at the end of the universe with your best friend, and you panic and shake salt everywhere, which forcibly changes your genre to fantasy. like i would never live that down

[the-other-soup]

old ass man

[cashmoneyyysstuff]

i feel like when people say "katsuki won't change for you" they mean it like, completely and literally. but tbh i really really don't see it like that.

like yeah, he will never change his personality for anybody. he's still him because if you liked him romantically you'd already know what he's like. but he'd most definitely change his behaviour towards you. ofc im not trynna say he's gonna like do a whole 180 and kiss the ground you walk n shit but like..you're still his partner,, does that make sense ?? like it always confuses me when ppl say stuff like " he wont give you any special treatment he'll treat you like he treats everyone" and to me its like..no.., y'know ?😭 like at the end of the day you are still his partner. you're dating and he loves you so why would he treat you like some rando.

at most i see him like being awkward at the beginning of the relationship when its still new cus he doesnt know what to do (lol loser) but i still know he'd very much try. cus thats the thing youre not just a random you're his person. you're his one and he's obv gonna show you that because otherwise whats the point

m not sayin he's perfect, he's gonna mess up at some points maybe be a bit snappy because that's just how he is and you know that, you knew that when you got with him. BUT you still love him and he still very much loves you and he shows you that and he tries to make it up to you because you're different and he CARESSS!!! thats my whole thing!!!

[an-idiot-that-cannot-human]

spot the difference challenge: impossible

[sadmages]

In my mind palace my tav and Astarion are playing the exact same game of 5D chess and they don't realize it yet

[juniemunie]

[Abandoned by the Lightners, his heart became cracked with hatred.]

Hitting a lil' too close to home?

[tumb1rtookmyprophets]

Seeing trolls in discord servers not even spamming slurs or sending disgusting images is so sad

Like, why troll if you're not even gonna put you're whole troll-ussy into it, ya know?

Give it your all or don't bother

[mistergear]

i love trying to ask questions about a game in the game's discord server while the chat is 100% inactive then i promptly get ignored when the chat becomes active a few minutes later

[bi-gwen-stacy]

Haven't been the same before reading this comment

[skyrigel]

Simon who's an attention whore. You cooking? So he's clinging on to your neck, grabbing away that spatula and kissing you giddy. You on work ? So he's leaning against the wall, brooding and whining and mewing. You out with your friends? He's sending that Little scratch he got, captioned with, “need kissies now”, he lowkey wants your fuckin' attention all the damn time and he's so shameless about it.

[sausage-rolll]

The quiet tragedy of shadow of the erdtree is playing through the DLC, encountering cross after cross along your journey and slowly coming to the haunting realisation that Miquella, the person you’ve been tailing throughout the entirety of the DLC, the creator of the Haligtree and protector of its denizens, the most fearsome and kind demigod of them all… Is long dead.

He’s not at the divine gates seeking godhood. Not really. The person known as Miquella is buried at the base of each and every cross in the land. Survived only by a few select ailing entities. St. Trina, slowly wilting at the bottom of the world, The Scadutree avatar who inherited his greatrune, and Miquella the Kind at the very peak of Enir-Ilim.

He not only abandoned his flesh, but went so far as to fracture his very soul. His doubts, his fear, his love. All abandoned in an attempt to fashion a perfect god. To right the wrongs of his mother and people and finally bring the world peace.

His flesh, his power, his birthright, his fate, his fear, his doubts, his love… after leaving all that behind, how much of what’s left is actually Miquella?

Miquella may have hurt many people in his quest for godhood, but he himself was never spared from that very same pain. He may have stripped Radahn and Mohg of their dignity and sense of self to fashion into the perfect consort, but he was just as willing to do the same to himself to fashion into the perfect god.