#if this makes no sense

[raindropren]

I love Pearlescentmoon lore cause somehow I made Pearl having a Dog she's really attached to in Double Life into Tilly being a God of Respawn, Loyalty, and Minor god of Dogs and Wolfs. Tilly who hate's the Watchers and has a long standing rivalry with them because of their betrayal and messing of respawn mechanics for thousand's to millions of years. Respawn, Who did not have a name til Double Life. Respawn who is named Tilly. Tilly who Pearl, without knowing helped when Hurt, ending in Tilly's endless loyalty and Pearl becoming her Angel.

I have alot of lore about this. i could keep going for a LONG time until I ran out of idea's i've had for these two. I have world building headcanons Because of these headcanons that are never even hinted at in "Canon"

I love it but I am running out of space in my AU timeline LOL!

[heartz4shauna]

i really hope in season 3 they show the wilderness and where she came from and if she is a deity, or if it’s just the wild. and i know we’ve already seen lottie and nat be the instruments for the wilderness but i wanna know where the wilderness comes from and who it’s controlled by - if it is controlled by any one person, because we all know that the wilderness is its own self and doesn’t go by rule of the current society. i want to know when it started, the wilderness. was it in the 1600s? was the wilderness just a girl, cast out from her village because she was accused of being a witch and began her own family of wild animals whom she befriended then killed to appease whatever was happening in her mind? did it start when christ was born? did the wilderness become so against him that she created her own remedies, to get what you want you must shed blood? did she try to tell everyone about her remedies, though they wouldn’t listen, sacrificing herself and becoming her own godlike being to prove them wrong? or did it exist before the beginning of the universe? the wilderness has always just wanted a friend, but when people come to her, they don’t play by her rules. they don’t listen to her, so she kills them or makes them suffer. if that is the case, and the wilderness has existed for so long, having the yellowjackets become the first people to listen to her must be a great deal, following the group into adulthood because they’re the only beings she can believe will continue trusting her and listening to her. i believe that the wilderness wants de-modernisation and that’s why she makes the group do what they do, that’s why, in adulthood, the group all feels like they’re missing something because they don’t have that raw, animalistic version of themselves that the wilderness helped them become without society and rules.

or again the wilderness could’ve just been themselves.

[fictional-worlds-are-exquisite]

You're driving somewhere and the person in the passenger seat is giving directions because they know the area. You're approaching an intersection with two lanes on your side of the road and ask them which lane you need to be in. They tell you: You need to be in the inside lane.

it was really hard to write this question in a way that accommodates both left side and right side of the road drivers so i hope it makes sense sdlfkjksdhf pls i'm curious if i'm weird (if you don't drive then theoretically what lane would you assume)

[that-foul-legacy-lover]

maybe it’s because i have the “Happy Birthday, Nahida” music stuck in my head, but-

the Fatui finding out about Childe’s Foul Legacy and immediately taking advantage of it. using the energy from the transformation to power machinery, forcing Childe to stay in the form for long periods of time to train him more, make him an even better fighter, and if he doesn’t comply, they “discipline” him. he doesn’t remember it when the transformation finally gives out- Il Dottore made sure of that- but Foul Legacy begins slipping beyond his control, becoming guarded and frightened, lashing out at the smallest things, which is exactly what the Fatui want. and Childe himself feels dull, emotions deadened and hollow as the upper Harbingers wave away his questions.

Foul Legacy will become a weapon of war, even if they have to erase “Tartaglia” entirely.

eventually Childe finds it difficult to differentiate between himself and his Foul Legacy form- day by day he loses more control over it, glancing down to find his hands suddenly transformed into claws or his mouth filled with sharp fangs, until one day the human Childe is lost, and only Foul Legacy remains. the Harbinger Tartaglia becomes buried, any mentions of him scraped away or excused with him being killed in action. Foul Legacy becomes the Fatui’s trump card- a cold, emotionless beast that obeys only the Tsaritsa and the Harbingers, staying sealed in a cage when not “operational” while Tartaglia, Childe, and Ajax are lost to time.

Foul Legacy as the Fatui’s first and best Abyssal weapon.

and you as the ordinary agent who accidentally brings back the human Ajax.

[the-great-papyru]

asriel reincarnation is one of my greatest pet peeves for numerous reasons.

first of all, it doesn’t even make sense. pushing a SOUL into flowey isn’t going to drastically change him. even if you follow the rules we’re explicitly given, it takes 7 SOULs to make someone capable of feeling. and that’s likely not even the case. emotions have nothing to do with souls (or if there is something, it’s either very weak or just the placebo effect). a soul would do nothing, is my point. give him stats, maybe.

second, it ruins flowey’s entire character arc. he has to learn to overcome mourning not just chara, but also the person he used to be. he has to learn to accept himself and make friends and feel things the way he is. asriel was irreparably changed and scarred. asriel is dead. there’s no “quick fix” for something like that.

third, it’s just not a good thing ethically. you’re placing the personality of someone long dead onto a unique person, against his will. when has that ever been a good thing? eliminating one person in favor of another? even in media where flowey does “allow” it, it’s very unclear what the actual effects will be. as soon as he gets a soul, flowey goes from his usual self to “golden boy” with the drop of a hat, and usually no warning. essentially, he’s replaced while being told this will make him “feel.” which is stupid for the aforementioned reasons.

forth and finally, it’s not good for asriel. he was a major figure in the underground. pressure was placed on him not only as the future king, but as the friend of a human, living proof that the two races could coexist. and that was before his death. time puffed up asriel’s image as much as it did chara’s. it’s no one’s fault, but that much pressure cannot be good for anyone. it’s what drove chara to what they did in the first place, and now it’s being amplified and put on a already scarred child. one thing being flowey gives him is freedom to be who he wants to be, not who others say he should. he changed his name for a reason. with that freedom stolen from him, it would only be a matter of time. he’d crack.

asriel reincarnation is good for no one.

[i-think-im-breaking-down-again]

yooo new poem just dropped

(this is the second one, i wrote this lady night idk if it makes sense but oh well :') )

Yeah, I read this twice then stared at the wall for 15 mins. Excuse me while I perform CPR on myself. Actually never mind, I'm signing a DNR. This was so raw, vivid and vulnerable. I am shooketh to the very core. It's like you are around me and spying on my life smh. I refer to my rot as this 'sickness' and let me let you know. This resonated deeply with me. I saw it, I felt it, I breathed in your poem and loved every bit of it. Growing up thinking there is something inherently wrong with you, which must be kept inside, a secret of the true self. If people know it, they'll forsake you, they'll be horrified, disgusted, repulsed, gagging and aching at the beast they've been deceived by.

And the nature of this rot is so unknown, yet it lurks in every feeling, every thought and every interaction. 'in my chest does it lie, in my heart does it feed off every misery. In every doubt, does it thrive on every mistake does it embed itself, further and further' It grows, it's a moving target, it flourishes inside. And every thing feels like a mistake, ding or not doing, it all feels like an endless cycle and it always seems to win and grow and corrode your insides.

'if you love me, leave me be' Because after all, you know how to live with this rot, you can survive with this inside of you. 'it's filthy, impure' Some people want to help, but they don't know how. The last stanza - where the person is weeping and horrified at the rot's existence. They mean well, yes but at the end you have to comfort them instead of them reassuring you. 'you can't help, stop trying' And all this leads you to believe that at the end of the day, there is something no one can fix which makes you feel unlovable. But if the person still stands, they might not know how to fix it, but they still do their best, they keep 'fighting'. It leaves you dumbfounded. Why willfully engage with this putrid rotting creature? Also the bloody hands and stained shirt. A feeling that you will contaminate the ones around you, that you will ruin the love by being so filthy. The ones you know are now covered in your blood, in your rot and it's your fault. And by the end you are so sick of it, you tear it out, you kill it all you can but you know it's all futile. Then the questions of your true self come burning. Then the lines between you and the rot seem so blurry. But you'll tear it out, you'll take care of it. Even when it's 'never quite dead, fully dead'

The line 'these bloody fingers have seen worse' alludes to the fact that there have been several attempts to 'tear it out, bleed it dry'. The rot has been picked apart a million times, yet it 'convulsively persists'

This is what I made of it. If you had indented something else and if I missed something between the lines. PLEASE TELL ME. I am not normal about this poem in the least bit. It feels like it has watched me and knows me for who I am. HOW CAN YOU WROTE SOMETHING SO UTTERLY BONE CRUSHING. I WANNA SAW MY LIMBS OFF AND GIVE THEM TO YOU AS AN OFFERING.

[amemoire]

❛ you look like you've got something to say. ❜ ( from Sethos for Wanderer ) @momdstadt // dialogue prompts

" Oh ? That's strange. I don't think I look any different than usual. " Although he wasn't wrong, it was also true that the wanderer was a man of few expressions. At least, as far as the public eye was concerned. His thoughts seldom made their way into his countenance and he was careful about which emotions he expressed and when. Such is why there was amusement to be found in those who felt they understood him. Regardless, this new face was indeed rather perceptive.

And for that, he remained on guard. Opting neither to confirm nor deny. " Mind telling me what gave you that idea ? "

[ssaalexblake]

Torchwood came full circle when chibnall ripped off his own work to do a kids version of the dynamic in the adult spin off from the very same kids show. 

[caduceuss]

It’s plausible orobashi left all kinds of forbidden knowledge floating about when they ‘perished’ (similar to its evil miasma juice that randomly makes ppl go crazy). orobashi being based primarily in enkanomiya means any forbidden knowledge left over was potentially out of reach of irminsul… therefore if baizhu IS/OR IS RELATED TO orobashi in some way he could be so sick due to this forbidden knowledge or play into it somehow. in this essay I will-

[ryusxnka]

❝ nasty hit! are you alright? ❞

        God of war: Ragnarok starters.

    P ulsatile Reiatsu, frigidly contingent, an ethereal manifestation, girdles 'round the integrality of a unwavering, purposeful, steel emanating tempestuous callousness whilst the vast physicality of a monstrosity shrieked from its dribbling maw; a repugnant exhibition, the adolescent scoffs amidst the aerospace aloft the imperiling objective. --- Instant ensuing its ambitious utterance had its osseous-representational mask, a significant inkling of its once humanness, being vigorously penetrated through. - With an expeditious swivel of his armament's length rightward had nascent water and forthwith generated Ice commenced to conjointly congeal their head down to their very shoulders 'fore combusting onto a plethora of diminutive crystallized fragmentations of coagulate flesh and straggled particles. ---- Ultimately resolving the Hollow's voracious assault onto a reportable permanence of inviting completion. With a succinct yet barely audible sound had his footwear engaged, with an impetus and precipitous descend, 'against the rugged asphalt of the street he was localized in; a breath fleeing his lungs.

     'Fore he was able to wholly proceed in sheathing his companion in arms within his confined residence, he hearkens the vocalizations of a concerned man, an anomaly he's acquainted with months prior, inquiring over the militant's bodily well-being. With furrowing brows, he purses his brace of parched lips in contemplation. -- Hitsugaya had, admittedly, forgotten that Rowan had been in attendance throughout his combative execution. Albeit he will not grant them the cognizance of that reality. In its lieu, he will hand out a straightforward answer. " --- Despite my size, i'm not so frail. Besides, it's only a graze. " he speaks of the abrasions implemented 'pon his cheek, unknowingly oblivious of the redden plight of a wound trickling an illustration along his appendage. --- He could not feel anything out of his habitual understanding, reasoning with the likely notion, in spite of its ulterior truths in neglection, that the uncomfortable sensation he experienced there was naught but a colliding result or a muscle spasm.

     " ----- Wipe that look off your face. It's pathetic. "

[texaschainsawmascara]

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[macdenlover]

it came to my realization that 99% of my fandom related headaches would be cured if everyone understood this

[inkskinned]

please i love you i'm begging you bring back suspension of disbelief bring back trusting the audience like. i cannot handle any more dialogue that sounds like a legal document. "hello, i am here to talk to you about the incident from a few minutes ago, because i feel you might be unwell, and i am invested in your personal wellbeing." "thank you, i am unwell because the incident was hurtful to me due to my childhood, which was bad." I CANT!!!!

do you know how many people are mad that authors use "growled" as a word for "said"? it's just poetics! they do not literally mean "growled," it's just a common replacement for "said with force but in a low tone." it's normal! do you hear me!! help me i love you please let me out of here!!!

[constant-state-of-self-discovery]

Yes but they have it contained within the walls of Italy like a cyst

[baobei-bu]

Clan head!Gojo