#im scared its going to get dead and buried like making music

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I need to go back to fucking therapy....

[rubyss]

i cant even find any gifsets worth reblogging about this movie and all the decent ones include the part i hated the absolute most. my notes i wroted as i watched below the cutttttt

ok city of the living dead. watching it on the tv so sadly i have to see ads this time

oh so this is from flat 1980? which means itll be more like a 70s movie

digging this intro music. simple but niceys

THE PRIESTTTTTT

is this some hp lovecraft shit ?

tubi runs like shit on a tv

this woman looks like the twink from fear and hunger

oh the priest is being hanged i thought he was flying

wow not even 3 minutes in and we have a zombie and a title drop

oh the twink girl died

cant place what accent this guy has

he sounds dubbed in? this is a special edition so maybe he is

why is the detective staring at this womans lack of eyelids so much

oh this is an italian movie. maybe it is dubbed?

okay looking it up the movie does hold some inspiration from lovecraft. yay i was right but boo lovecraft

FUCKING BLOWUP SEX DOLL IN THE ABANDONED SCARY HOUSE?????? AND YOURE GONNA FUCK IT???????????

jesus thats a lot of gore. oh my god.

theres a lot of closeups on peoples eyes in this movie. is that a director thing or a date thing

i aint never had a beer that made me see ghouls or demons

they dont make doors with little diamond windows in em anymore. why not.

ohhh cuted kitty. wait why are we talking about incest.

i dont think ive seen a woman that isnt blonde yet. i see enough of those at work

why are you interrupting this womans therapy session to complain about your personal problems.

i dont know if a kitten could claw you that badly

TALKING ABOUT PORN AND EATING LUNCH OVER AN OPEN COFFIN?

they put a mirror in the coffin? interesting

im all for fuck work but damn just leaving someone half buried? rough

oh fuckkkkkk shes alive. well they kept showing her so i figured

this dude is stupid as fuck. hears banging and screaming from the casket behind me well whatever. bye.

i dont know if your fingers would start bleeding this quickly

she is wasting ALL of her air

oh is he going to dome her with the pickaxe

you KNOW SOMEONE IS IN HERE. BE A LITTLE MORE CAREFUL??????

oh its the sex doll guy. i forgot about him.

okay this isnt even a zombie thing this guy is just nasty. youre not even rotting dude you found those worms and gore somewhere else.

writes BOB in all caps and circles it in the middle of a graph i was already writing on

women will not be interested in sex and their boyfriends will say what the devil is wrong ????

cars love to not start its their favorite thing

GETS SO SCARED I CRY BLOOD

okay this might be like a demonic thing not a scared thing. EW WHAT IS THAT

oh they were REALLY obsessed with gore in these movies huh. christ this is a bit over much

stopped paying attention for a minute bc that was nasty. why did they name that kid john-john

aw god dammit is it gonna happen again. ok thank god. well we arent outta the woods yet but still

well THIS girl doesnt get a coffin mirror. so wtf.

is this kid gonna get got. john-john look out!!!!

okay no he just got scared. i also cant tell what accent he has.

this guys beard and hair look like theyre made of plastic

oh shit sex doll guy is still alive? i get surprised every time

CASUAL MISOGYNY LETS GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

aw fuck grandma died

im tryin to have a drink can we not have anyone else spill their guts PLEASE

they NEED to make the woman seem like a hysterical freak who needs A Man to lean on. brother theres a living corpse in here.

my EVIL zombies that make my WINDOW EXPLODE and my WALLS BLEED!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

they built the cursed town on the…. ruins? of salem? so i guess in this world salem was destroyed

a new woman who ISNT blonde! and sex doll guy is here too!

she put a blunt in her pants?

is this dude gonna drill a guy to death just for being in his garage. what a freak. NEVER go to massachussetts

i think you go to jail for doing this even to an intruder. you dont get to impale someone's head on a drill even if they were in your car

know theres other arlingtons around the country but im taking this one as a TEXAS MENTION!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

i look away for ONE SECOND and theyre being pelted by. maggots ?

fuckkkkkk john-john look outttttttttt theres GHOULS

this is definitely the most interesting zombie theyve shown thus far. sorry about the third traumatic event in a row john-john

okay the music cut off was kinda funny

im getting bored i want hummus and crackers………………

ahhhhh we missed the TIME CONSTRAINTS and now the DEMONS APPEAR

fucked up how these things can kill you just by looking at you too long. they keep saying the people die from fright but fright doesnt do this shit to you.

everyone in this fuckin movie dies before their 50s

the wetted rat appears

this woman is so scared of fucking rats. people are dying in the streets.

people in this movie die and become half rotten INSTANTLY

oh the girl twink is dying again. this is like the third time this has happened for her. whatever.

nice stained glass tomb brother

theres not much dialogue in this end sequence. i think this entire movie could have had no dialogue and not suffered for it

STOP FUCKING CRYING BLOOD I SWEAR TO GOD

STABBED HIM THROUGH THE DICK WITH A CRUCIFIX???

cock destruction has eradicated ALL zombies. cbt is the anser

2nite we watching city of the living dead and this is already more interesting than slaughter high

[kittydripuwu]

Hello omegeee I'm so happy when I found your request open T____T. Can I request for Chuuya x female s/o fic angst to fluff or slight/implied nfsw in the end(if its okay to you , if not it fine hihi) where S/o is a civilian and got hostage, hurt, or kidnap what ever u like and then chuuya found out and gone rage mode and save her after that he tells her that he blame himself for getting her in trouble or hurt. Omege I know it's too much u can change few things. Thank youuu in advance. Sending virtual hearts and hugs

thank you for ur request <3 i rlly enjoyed writing this one, hope you like it :)

i'll protect you | chuuya x fem!reader

word count - 1211

warnings - some angst, abit of violence, swearing, implied nsfw at the end

genre - angst, fluff

it was a nice and warm day outside, and you had decided to go out. after it raining for the last 3 days, you needed some air. chuuya left to work early and you were going to walk around yokohama and maybe do some shopping. you were feeling good about yourself, wearing a nice outfit and just listening to music as you walked.

you were walking by an alleyway, when someone grabbed you by the arm and dragged you towards them, causing you to fall into the alley. you looked up to see a young looking guy in a hoodie. before you were able to ask him who he was and what he wanted, two more guys ran up behind you. the guy in the hoodie kneeled down to your level and grabbed your face with his hands.

"don't say a word, and we won't hurt you" he said.

you were scared, you have no idea what would happen to you. you tried to think of a way to get away but you were cornered in this dead-end alleyway, with 2 guys blocking your way out. you thought that maybe if you tried to run really fast, you could have made it and ran away. as you were about to stand up and make a run for it, one of the guys grabbed your wrists and tied them together from the back.

you were scared to yell, what would they do to you? if only chuuya was here.. you thought.

soon enough, you heard a car pull up on the street which the alley was looking out on. they put tape over your mouth, making sure you don't yell, and dragged you inside the car. the drive was awful, you had no idea what was going on, you were trying to struggle against the ropes but it only resulted in one of the guys, slapping you, hard, right on your cheek. it hurt, you felt a stinging sensation and began to cry.

soon, you were brought into a house, quite secluded, in a small forest. you were placed into a room, and locked in there, with no phone or bag.

meanwhile, chuuya was pretty much done for the day, it was around 6 pm and he had nothing else to do for mori that day so he decided he would call you to check if you were home, or if you were out so he could meet you wherever you were.

the kidnappers had taken your phone. you heard it ring and tried to struggle or make any sort of noise, but of course, no one would have helped you.

"ah its the fucking bastard calling" you heard one of the guys speak to the others.

"watch him get all sad and worried about her"

"he killed my older brother, so this is what he fucking gets. soon, his precious little girlfriend will be as good as gone to him"

"do you think he'll find us here?"

"nah man, we're in the middle of a fucking forest, how would he find us here"

they all began to laugh. these were distant conversations you were hearing coming from your kidnappers, meanwhile, you had tears flowing from your eyes, and you were consumed by fear. why did they take you? why YOU?

when you weren't replying to chuuya, he began to panic, he knew you always had your ringer on, so why couldn't you answer? what had happened? where were you?

oh wait. he remembered that he had your location on his phone. you shared your location with each other so you could always know if either of you were in trouble. he opened the location app and it showed that you were in a forest, not far from where he was.

when he got there, he heard men's voices, but no sign of yours. he felt rage building up inside him. he was gonna beat the fuck out of whoever laid a hand on you. he kicked the door down, only to see 3 guys standing around a table.

"where the fuck is y/n" he said, sounding angrier than ever.

the guys began to laugh.

"follow me" he said, leading chuuya to the room which you were tied up in.

he opened the door to reveal you tied up, crying, unable to speak due to the tape on your mouth.

"fuckers" he muttered under his breath right before one of the guys tried to hit him with what looked like a bat.

chuuya instantly knocked the guy unconscious.

"dont you ever fucking think of laying a hand on my girl ever again" he said as he easily took out one more guy.

the last one was left, pointing a gun at chuuya. this made chuuya laugh.

"you really think you're scaring me?" chuuya said, laughing.

"you fucking killed my brother, and you're going to pay" said the man, as he shot twice at chuuya, only to find out that, it didn't hit him.

"what the fuck?" he said, trying to shoot again.

"gravity manipulation" chuuya said calmly, as he kicked the bullets right back to the guy who shot him.

he then ran back into the room that you were in to untie you and take the tape off your mouth.

"babe im so sorry" he said apologetically as you threw yourself into his arms, burying your face into his neck.

he hugged you tightly as he heard your sobs, letting you cry into his shoulder.

"baby, did they hurt you?" he asked after a few minutes of silence.

"n-no but they did slap me" you replied in between sobs. you instantly felt chuuya tense up.

"those fuckers" he muttered.

"i'm so sorry baby, i should have come earlier" he added.

"n-no please chuuya, i-its not your fault, please can we go home" you said, trying to calm him down.

"yeah let's get you home" he replied and walked out of the house.

when you got home, chuuya let you clean yourself off and change while he brought you a glass of water and something to eat. after you showered, you saw chuuya waiting for you on the bed. he was sitting up against the pillows, waiting for you to crawl into his arms. and when you did, he hugged you tightly, made sure you knew that you were safe with him.

"i'm sorry love" he said as he gently rubbed your back, feeling you melt in his arms.

"please don't apologize, there's nothing you could have done earlier, i'm just glad to be back in your arms" you said, still trembling a little from earlier. you began to trace little patterns on his bare chest with your finger.

"i'll make sure it never happens again baby, i'll protect you better from now on" he said.

"you're so adorable when you talk to me like that" you said, giggling.

chuuya tilted your chin upwards and kissed you to shut you up before you said anything else.

"don't go running that pretty little mouth now baby, we can save that for later mkay?" he said while moving so that he was right on top of you.

the moment he pinned your hands above your head, you knew what you had coming for you, and you knew, you were going to have one hell of a night.

[czarojay]

LONG POST

Someone please stop me from writing the ghost tubbo idea i had a month ago to procrastinate on the dreamon au

Because like i had this AU and maybe if i write about it here it will stop me??? I can’t actually find the conversation on discord where i talked about it so i’m probably just gonna throw stuff here from memory and change half of it

Feel free to write a fanfic inspired by this, but 1. tag me 2. i’d appreciete if you credited the idea or at least said i inspired you ^^’

Ok so Tubbo died during the Festival. Like I don’t care if in this a Respawn!AU or Permadeath, irl or whatever. Tubbo doesn’t respawn and dies in Tommy’s arms. 

Assuming it’s a world with Respawn, Tommy just waits for Tubbo’s body to disintegrate or whatever the bodies in this AU do, as Techno massacrates people in the background, he just repeats to himself something along the lines of “C-come on Tubbo! Respawn already!”, but his friend stays limp in his arms, growing cold. 

In the end, they need to flee, like they did during the festival. Feel free to make Wilbur even more insane or evil whatever you prefer and make him leave the body saying either don’t take it, he’s a traitor, just like Eret or just it’s going to be a dead weight (ha, a pun!) (that was so inappropriate to the scene sorry ignore this), so they leave the body and it’s buried in the Manburg just like in the later Tommy’s stream where he zoomed onto the grave with a sign saying that here lies the traitor Tubbo. 

But you can also make Tommy carry his dead friend’s body all the way to Pogtopia, anger and grief clashing, still in the denial stage, hoping Tubbo will come back. Like Tubbo dies all the time! He’s just such a clingy, clumsy big man right? He will come back, right?! Tommy rests Tubbo somewhere in the Pogtopia on a makeshift bed hoping it will make the healing faster and as Techno and Wilbur talk ‘downstairs’ he realizes something. Tubbo isn’t coming back. He would be back by now normally. 

He’s shook to the core with the realization and shakingly goes down to Techno and Wilbur. The pit happens, but at the end, even after Techno’s speech about the language of violence, maybe Tommy snaps? Maybe Tommy yells how Tubbo isn’t coming back? Maybe the older men, practically brothers to Tommy, realise that Tubbo is nowhere to be seen? Maybe they realise the boy, the spy, the victim of the situation is dead? Maybe Niki stares and gasps in horror in the background and is the one who goes to Tommy first to comfort him and help him with the wounds from both the pit and the whole today? Maybe Wilbur stares in horror at his fists, realising he’s the one who put Tubbo in danger? He wanted Tubbo to do the speech, he made Tubbo run back and forth between the two leaders, maybe if he didn’t pressure Tubbo as much, Schlatt wouldn’t have noticed. Wilbur falls to the ground and sits with his head between the knees for a long time, wondering about what he did wrong. 

Technoblade?  He’s awkward and we all know it. He may be a god of PvP, the best farmer in Minecraft, but he’s still awkward. Of course he wants to comfort his little brother, but what can he really do? He’s at loss and still hasn’t fully accepted what he’s done. He killed Tubbo, but he had thought he’d respawn/survive(I really went at the beginning and said this can be also for permadeath au and then wrote it all about respawn au but whatcha gonna do huh). 

Overall the tension in Pogtopia is high, but to be fair, so is Manburg. People didn’t know about the execution and (you know what im just gonna keep going as if the respawn au was planned) the brush with death, even if they respawned, was never pleasant. It’s even worse when they somehow find out Tubbo didn’t respawn. Some people are happy with the fact, others are in shock and grief. 

And here can end chapter 1! Or at least it feels natural for me to cut off somewhere here! Idk really it all depends on your writing style. I'm not gonna dictate how you’re supposed to write idk myself neither. 

Assuming Tommy took the body with him, he later goes on to the only place where Tubbo found peace. Where Tubbo went during the war, the only place where he wasn’t bothered, where he was safe and truly free, without a leader or a dictator over him. Tommy went to Tubbo’s jungle base. 

He took the body with him, not letting anyone of Pogtopia know where he’s going, not wanting a Wilbur or a Technoblade, especially a Technoblade with him. He felt as though he needed to do this alone. He needed to make sure his friend, at least posthumously, gets the treatment he deserves. So he buried his best friend as he would bury a king. 

Tommy spends the night at the jungle base and awakes at night, by a greenish blue light. It’s not too strong, but it’s just enough to be felt. He rubs at his eyes, trying to awake himself, to see if he’s not seeing this, but there it is. A will-o-wisp floating in the middle of the building. Tommy gets up, picks up his sword and carefully maneuvers around the wooden beams with a collapsed floor, he gets to the centre. 

He gently cups his fingers and let’s the ember fall on his hands, but as soon as it touches them, there’s a bright flash and Tommy falls to the floor momentarily blinded. When he regains his sight he looks up and sees a ghost floating above him. Its back is turned to him, but he can tell it’s as confused as he is. But wait… He recognizes that shirt. It may be more bright and glowish, but… 

“TUBBO” he screams in the dead of the night, the nature suddenly quieting. The spirit turns around with phantom tears in their eyes “,Tommy?” they whisper and that was the moment both of them were sure of each other’s identity. 

Tommy rushes, tries to stand up and hug Tubbo, but he simply passes through the boy. 

As disheartening as that was, Tommy is still overjoyed to see Tubbo alive. Or at least here, as they soon agree that he is in fact dead. Feel free to put a flashback here, a new paragraph or whatever maybe a new chapter from tubbos perspective.

 The last thing Tubbo saw was a grim grin from Techno and a flash of blue and red fireworks. Here is a “how creative can you get” test! You can put somehow afterlife looks like, maybe something comes for Tubbo to go on, but he refuses? Maybe he sees nothing or everything is a blur? Maybe it was the last thing and the first thing he saw was Tommy’s crying face? Here is your free chappy for all the angst it can fit! Have fun go wild, turn on some sad music and let it ALL out! 

Tubbo and Tommy talk for long and Tommy tells Tubbo the fallout of his death and Tubbo tells Tommy what happened from his perspective. 

But here’s the funny thing, because I don’t know what you think, but… ghosts aren’t actually bound to places! They’re spirits they can go wherever they please! So Tubbo decided to stick around to Tommy. And as they travel and reach Pogtopia, they find out, Wilbur or Techno don’t see Tubbo. From a brief moment, where Tommy was sleeping and Tubbo broke away and went to see Manburg after the festival on his own eyes, he meets Schlatt and as he stops his breathing (he doesn’t need it, he’s dead, he just does it for comfort or out of habit), he’s scared, he think he’s noticed and waits for insults or a surprise or a sorry or a laugh, he feels something phase through him. Schlatt didn’t see him. Schlatt can’t see him. 

After a number of tests Tommy and Tubbo settle it. The leader can’t see the spirit. 

Niki can see him, it’s settled pretty much the day after Tommy came back, with a shout of fear and surprise and later happiness. 

Quackity can see him as it’s settled, when Tommy meets him in the forest and Quackity aside from being scared shitless by a teenager with netherite armour, he sees a disoriented, glitchy ghost behind the teenager, floating creepily, lighting up the forest around them in a sickly cyan light. 

Everyone can see Tubbo, but the people who caused his very death.

AND I’M DONE HERE. I DON’T KNOW WHAT HAPPENS NEXT. I CAN TRY TO THINK OF SOMETHING IF YOU ASK ME, BUT RN AS I’M WRITING THIS DOWN I DON’T KNOW. 

Reminder, if you want to write this plz credit the idea <3 Also holy shit this hit 1831 words how.

[clementineesotsm]

THE KING: ETERNAL MONARCH EP 15, My Appreciation and How It Made Me Feel

PM Koo teams up with LR. At least that is what PM was thinking. But for LR, slight different. He thinks PM will somehow give advantage for him but ended up disappointed, because PM cannot become a queen, and suspended as a PM. She cant even near a high position now. She cannot get Gon or Kingdom of Corea and that pisses LR off. PM become greedy and put her guard down. He thinks LR wanted a cooperation and inform him that she will take Gon’s flute for her. Which makes LR mad and choke her 🤣🤣 LR asking her to bring him into Gon’s mom mass memorial day and leave her

Gon is back to kingdom now. He hugs Lady Noh so tight 🥺 he is thankful to her for everything that she have done for him. Apparently Gon indebted to her much. I loved her punchline “i know pyeha / 압니다 폐하” means she understand things that Gon cant even / doesn’t have to explain. I love their relationship

Gon exiled Prince Buyeong’s son so that he cannot go back to Corea, because he found out that he is LR accomplice on the treason night. Gosh i hate that man!

Apparently Gon took KSJ to Corea to let him see his real mom. This scene was well made! Acting wise, amazing. KSJ lines, amazing. Music, amazing! Poor KSJ. He is also growing up becoming a stoic character 🥺🥺

Conversation between KSJ and Gon feels a bit heavy. Gon told KSJ about his plan, apparently he dont plan to save himself this time. The target is to get or kill LR. So Gon is planning to go and sacrifice himself for the good 🥺🥺 i loooove Gon’s facial expression here. And his eyes speaks his fear but also trying to accept his fate. Something like “sigh-ing”

LR was back to Korea to prepare his big plan. But unfortunately he let his guard down, SJH put poison in the food to kill herself basically. And LR minion couldn’t save her because Gon was set to cross the portal at that time so times stops. SJH was finally relief to be able to die, but here i am crying 🥺🥺 and her using LR punchline before while dying was cool thought by the writer! “Did you pray?” !!!

And did you realize? LR face most of the time was always stain with blood. Poor him 😅

Another appreciation was to the editing team, they did a great job in this scene. Especially for the scoring 💯💯💯

LR took his gun and run outside, then he met Gon!

LR “i even transcends death, but how is it that im unable to avoid you? How did you find me here?”

Gon “it would be good if it was me alone, but im not.”

“Some one sets the time (SJH)

Someone chases after you (i assume this was KSJ/the detectives)

Someone prays for you to get caught (this could be Lady Noh and JTE)

And someone is going to fight you (Gon, JY, KSJ) “

Then LR said that Gon should have wait him at the memorial not confront him here. This kind of storyline was fresh for me too. Because usually story like this always go with “make the doomed happen first then resolve it after” but with TKEM, the main character manage to prevent the doomed before it happened. Which im fine with it because its possible. But i kind agree with LR. Can we get that chaos in the mass memorial first then solve it? That would be epic. But then maybe they dont have enough time to explore that. Maybe in another timeline, reality or universe. But this is also satisfying and well done. If you can prevent it, why not? That is more work in a smart way.

Gon then took LR to bamboo forest to check on how to use the flute to travel back to 1994. What Gon knew, the flute need to be whole inside to do so. But then how to do it was a bit tricky. It needs both LR and Gon to be inside the space between 0 and 1. Because each of their blood soak into each of the flute. Gon was a bit in dilemma because he need someone to go inside the gate with LR in order for it to happen. What scary was nobody knew whats going to happen with that person if he succeeded or fail. All assuming that person will go inside and dead. Then KSJ volunteered to do so. OMFG! P.S then we also got a glimpse of the portal when the flute was whole. Kind of cool. If fills with so many universe and possible of eternity life !

SO THE LR INTERROGATION THAT WE SAW IN EP 1 WAS ACTUALLY FROM EPS 15! Wahh im impressed. I did not see that coming! Gon also doing his final honor for SJH and buried / burned her body properly (brb cry 😭) and to prepare if something bad happen he ask secretary Mo to announce that Se Jin (Prince Buyeong granddaughter) will be the first in line to replace Gon if something happen to him 🥺🥺 Secretary Mo and JY looks worried

Then something weird happened. Suddenly the flower that Gon gave to JTE on eps 10 disappeared. JTE worried that Gon already preparing for the reset and he will be gone forever from her memories 🥺 she comes to see LR and ask where is the flute? LR was pissed here, because he don’t understand why people are not scared and tend to give their lives away to make things right. He doesn’t understand love 🥺🥺 and LR was stays evil to the end because he kills Se Jin and swap PM Koo mother. Which is very scary! KGE, LJJ, LMH, JEC acting in this sequence was out of this world. The director and all team was making this sequence very well too. All the thrilled was there even though it was just a short scene each. I loved them more now but we are left with only 1 episode for the finale 🥺🥺🥺

In Korea, JTE released Luna. JTE have a planned to go with LR into the space between 1 and 0 because she is afraid if Gon will alone doing his duty 🥺 She basically ready to leave Korea forever because she asked Luna to take her place while she was gone. JTE asking Luna to steal LR to bring him to JTE and JTE come to KSJ to ask for the flute and let her replace him to do the duty. And it was the most heartbreaking conversation between this two friends and one of the most heartbreaking confession i have ever watched. I loved how they shot this scene, the camera seems to be shaking, i think its cool and also the way KSJ holds JTE hand 🥺🥺

Kudos to KGE and KKN here! Damn! Where is your daesang again?!

Finally here we saw that jacket of doomed which we saw on eps 1 and eps 10 worn by Gon. Its his ceremonial outfit that he supposed to wear during his most glorious moments. And him following his destiny to die for the sake of doing right things, teared me up. Before he go back to the past, he visit Lady Noh for a final goodbye, seriously i cried. He told Lady Noh about kim sowol poems, Gon knew that she was coming from Korea. Gon was also conveying his feelings to her “thanks to you, i can read such a beautiful poems”. Gon asked Lady Noh to let him go again and the way she said “if i let you go this time, will you ever comeback?” And cried, teared me up too. Meanwhile JTE also prepared to go with LR inside the portal, she is using the necklace from Gon, the one that has the symbol of Corea 🥺 its for her also her glorious moments. Surprisingly Gon going inside the portal not alone, JY was there to company him. As what he promised, he will be there in any battlefield Gon is about to go through 🥺🥺🥺

How it made me feel:

What a solid episode! This eps making my eyes swelled. It was full with bittersweet moments, thrilling moments, a lot of goodbyes, a lot of revelation, and it left me anxious for the finale. How can they solved this all? Can we still get a happy ending? Also this episode was so cool because the ending is the beginning. What we saw on eps 1 was actually a flashback! No wonder the screen size was different. Like what they usually used for past events! Cool!

What i also wants to appreciate is Kim Eun Sook writing skill. I have to admit im not a big fan of her, sometimes her script was a bit cheesy, overly dramatic and predictable. But since mr sunshine and especially TKEM she changed that all and turns out to be more mature. And darker? For me TKEM is focusing more on doing the right things, it has values more than just a rich boys/cool boys meets a cool ordinary girls and falls in love premise and finish. But this time its about true value of love, true value of relationship, about responsibility, vulnerability. At some point it reminds me of harry potter. TKEM gave me the same feelings/premise to while i was reading/watching HP. I loved how it turned out so far, its up to the finale. Will it be one of the best series i have ever watched? Or no?

Also, i really loved how KES writes KSJ character, he has so many reason to be bad. But he did not. I loved how she portrays a very good example of stoicism in his characters. Very good 💯

Another appreciation is for the directing and cinematography, guys, you blown me away!

[petitelepus]

Matchup for male killer please! Im a girl, bisexual because I believe love doesn't have a gender. Im very insecure about my looks . wears glasses, brown eyes/hair and quit a few scars on my body. My past was bad because I was always alone. I love animals more then humans because I get to deal with lots of people who are rude (retail) I'm shy at times but also open, Always try to do my best . Mostly people see me happy and cheerful but when Im alone I tend to feel sad and think about my past.ty!

Dear Anon. I read your request and felt my heart ache in pain. I related so hard to your past and your present life and I wanted to give you the best I could because sometimes we shy, sad, lonely people need someone to listen or a little thing made just for us.

I had my own mentor here on Tumblr who helped me and wrote couple things for me and when I talked to them I felt happy. There was someone who I could talk to without a fear and now I have many foreign friends who are at least a little bit as weird as I am.

So, if you want, you can always talk to me. All my friends live outside Finland save for my couple of childhood friends and I treasure all my foreign friends and try to be there for them or talk with them.

So dear Anon, I did not just Match you, I wrote you a Christmas present story. I admit that I DID NOT WANT IT TO BE THIS LONG, I JUST GOT REALLY INSPIRED. I hope you like it.

WARNINGS: DEATH, GORE, VIOLENCE, ROTTEN CORPSES, FLIES, FOUL ODORS, BLOOD. Oh, and the Art Belongs to @voorbees!

I match you with Jason Voorhees!

It has to be a work of fate for your new workplace to choose old Crystal lake to hold a short seminar for you workers to grow your teamwork and strengthen your bonds so you could be even more productive. The teams were assigned and everyone had their own couples chosen and even you got a teammate.

...But they aren’t interested in doing any work with you and instead of helping and working with you, they either skip in favor of smoking pot with other coworkers or if they do come to the work they push it all on you.

Putting up a tent? They leave you alone. Getting firewood? You’re left alone to get them from that scary spiderweb filled shed. The worst part may be how they get away with it by pleading to your kindness and how good a coworker you are. You may smile before them, but when you’re alone you grumble. You just want the trip to end and go home.

So when everyone is partying late at night at the huge campfire and blasting music, you’re inside your tent, buried inside your sleeping bag, just trying to pass the time as fast as possible. Someone enters the tent and you presume it’s your teammate coming to see if the tent was free so they could have some fun with your coworker...

When suddenly your sleeping bag was zipped shut and you screamed in shock, trying to open it but someone dragged the bag outside and suddenly you were hanging upside down. You try to scream for help but your voice isn’t loud enough to warn anyone from upcoming danger.

Soon the screams start and you’re scared shitless as you listen to familiar people screaming over the loud music. You’re struggling against your prison when suddenly the bottom opens and you fall out as your team member tries to get you to run with them.

So you run into the woods but you don’t get far when this huge man with a hockey mask that covers his face and a hatchet in hand cuts you two short

You’re both frozen in fear as this huge man stalks towards you and your coworker makes their decision and pushed you towards the approaching killer. Your body hits him and you’re sure you’re about to die, but instead of killing you right away, he pushes you aside and throws his hatchet straight into your coworker’s back and they hit the ground hard.

You choke on a scream and the killer walks over your coworker and tears the hatched from their back and hits them a couple of times as if confirming the kill. Then he turns and approaches you and you’re sure you’re dead. You cover your eyes, not wanting to see the hatchet, but to your shock, the killer picks you up and walks with you into the forest.

You too scared to actually scream, you just keep your eyes shut tight. His body was cool and wet to touch and there was a strong scent of blood’s iron in his clothes.

There is suddenly a loud creek and your eyes snap open and you see this wooden shack that’s door had scared you. The killer carries you inside and you’re placed on a bed. You immediately retreated against the wall and wrap your arms around yourself, trying to protect yourself.

The Killer just starest at you and then points at the bookshelf on the other side of the shed. You look at it. It’s obviously stolen from somwhere, possibly from the camp site. You turn to look at the killer fearfully, but he just points at the books. He must want you to look at them so you carefully get up and walk to the shelf.

You look at the old moldy books and pick up one to read and you’re surprised to see that it was actually a photo album. You glance at the killer but he just stares down at you so open up the album and take a look inside.

There are pictures of this deformed baby boy. Baby pictures, first words, first steps and so much more. You flipped through the whole book, thinking that there was a reason the killer had it. You went through maybe 7 photo albums, all from boy’s living years until the 8th book was only filled halfway.

The last picture was of the same boy, now 8 years old, and this woman in a blue knitted shirt and the boy had a yellow ‘Camp Crystal Lake’ T-shirt on and a huge smile on his deformed but pure face as he hugged the woman. Suddenly the picture falls from its place and you catch it and see there is writing on the back of the card.

‘Friday the 13th, Jason’s birthday at Camp Crystal Lake with mommy’

So the woman was the boy's mother. How come she wasn't in any other picture? Then you realized that she must have been the one taking all the pictures. Single parent perhaps?

Suddenly the killer reaches for an album and gives it to you. You put the picture on the shelf and take the album given to you before opening it and your eyes widened in shock.

It was absolutely filled with newspaper articles, all centered around Camp Crystal Lake.

‘Boys Drowns at Summer Camp!’

‘Counselors Ignored Children!’

‘Counselors Having Sex Instead Watching Children!’

‘Bullying Involved In Boy’s Drowning?’

You read further and landed on some kind of short note on pages of the album.

‘They bullied him and they let it happen! If they had been doing their job, my beloved Jason wouldn’t have drowned! I will get my revenge on them all!’

You flipped the page and saw the very same boy you had seen in the picture, being pronounced dead. Jason Voorhees, son of Pamela Voorhees. You feel your throat tighten and something wet landed on the paper article, smudging the old ink.

You blinked and brought your hand to your eye. You were crying and when you realized it you started crying even harder. This poor boy had drowned because of bullying and neglect and it hurt your heart.

But why the killer wanted you to see all these things?

You picked the photo with the little boy and his mother before you turned to look at the killer and showed him the picture.

“Th- this boy? I- is you yours?” You asked, thinking that perhaps the killer was Pamela’s husband or lover and Jason’s unnamed father.

The silent killer shook his head and slowly raised his hands over his face and even slower lifted the hockey mask from his face. You gasped and threw your hands over your mouth. The killer wasn’t Jason’s father.

He was Jason.

That was the last thing you knew before all the action of the day caught up with you and fatigue struck you down. When you finally started to wake up you noticed that you were on the shed’s bed with this old patchwork quilt pulled over you.

You look around, but Jason is nowhere to be seen. You ponder your chances and options. Run away and call the cops? Run away and forget this ever happened and start looking for a new job? No, you should alert the police, but for some reason, you didn’t feel like any of those things were the right choices.

You kinda knew how Jason felt. You have both been hurt badly when you were both young. He was bullied mercilessly which lead to his death and you were left alone to fend yourself. The two of you weren’t that different perhaps and maybe that’s why Jason saved you last night.

There is a polite knock on the door before it opened and Jason walked inside. You looked at him like deer in headlights and watched as he disregarded a bag that smelt strongly like blood. You looked at the bag in horror, but before your imagination could go wild, Jason gave you a heavy backpack.

You looked at the bag in wonder and then at Jason.

“Is this for me?”

He nodded and you nodded back, carefully pulling the bag’s zippers open and you were taken aback by what you saw. Food, like so much food and bubbly sodas. Protein bars, sandwiches, candy, energy drinks, and some good old Coca Cola, Fanta, and Pepsi.

You felt your stomach grumble and you blushed. You hadn’t realized how hungry you were until now. So you opened a sandwich package and ate it in a manner of minutes. God, you were thirsty also. When you were done eating and drinking you felt stronger and more like yourself again.

Jason made it look like no one had come there. You don’t know how, but you guess this isn’t the first time he has killed. You thanked Jason and the man seemed to brighten up a little, but you had to have the conversation with him.

“Jason... Thank you for sparing me yesterday. I don’t know how to thank you enough for saving my life.”

You take a breath and look at him.

“But I can’t stay here. I- I have a life and...” You quieted down. You didn’t know what to say. You could continue living as you were, but what kind of a life that would be?

You have both been hurt badly when you were both younger. He was bullied mercilessly which lead to his death and you were left alone to fend yourself.

Jason suddenly got up and offered his huge hand to you. You blinked, still a little fearful of him, and placed your hand on his. He grabbed the backpack before taking you outside and started to slowly lead you somewhere. You had absolutely no idea where you were, you so deep into the forest that you couldn’t tell which way the lake or the camp was.

While you were walking, you noticed that a lot of little birds would land on Jason’s shoulders despite the fact that he wasn’t even standing still. He stopped out of blue and you looked at him in confusion and he looked at you and pointed to the side. You followed his gaze and you couldn’t believe what you saw.

A baby deer with its mother. You were about to burst in pure adoration. One of the forest’s shyest creatures so close to you! Jason raised his hand and the deers immediately walked up to him and you watched in awe how Jason could pet them.

He turned to look at you and carefully pulled you closer to him and placed your hand in front of the baby deer’s mouth. The little thing sniffed your hand shyly and when it gave you a lick you almost died of cuteness.

Jason beckoned the deers to stay and you were able to pet the baby and even the mother from your heart’s desire. A bird even landed on your shoulder and allowed you to scratch it a little bit.

Jason must have had some kind of special connection to Crystal Lake because it was like how he was one with nature. Animals showed no fear before him and accepted him as their own... and now Jason was offering the same deal to you.

After petting animals from deers to squirrels you continued following Jason until you reached a... A comfy looking cabin? You looked at the cabin in confusion when Jason pulled you to the glass screen doors and slid it open and you were hit by this horrid smell of rotting and thousands of flies flying out of the door and past you!

You coughed and gagged, covering your mouth with your sleeve. Jason didn’t seem to be affected by the smell but you needed a moment before you could move. When you are a little better, he leads you inside and you freeze on the spot.

There in two rocking chairs were sitting an elder couple, obviously dead, and by the smell and the state of their rotting corpses they had been dead for a while.

You flinch and quickly yank your hand off from Jason’s and took distance from him.

“Y- you killed them?” You asked frightenedly but Jason shook his head and pointed at the bodies. You looked and saw that there weren’t any signs that evidence that they were murdered. They probably slept away together.

You relaxed immediately when you were sure that they died in natural causes. Jason walked to the desk and you watched him go through a drawer and gave you a phone.

Phone! Where was yours? You quickly patted down your clothes and realize that it must have been lost when Jason started killing. Huh. Suddenly you weren’t as sad over your coworkers’ demise. You took the phone and looked at Jason in confusion and he pointed at the corpses one last time before giving you the backpack and leaving.

You watched from the open screen doors how he disappeared into the forest and when he was gone, you dialed 911. While you were waiting for help to arrive, you pondered what you were going to tell them.

When the police and paramedics came you were interrogated. You told them you were a hiker who had gotten lost and found the house and the corpses inside when you were searching for someone with a phone after losing yours.

You even presented your backpack full of goodies as evidence that you weren’t lying. The police believed you and offered to drive you back to the city and you accepted. The funny thing? You didn’t even mention Camp Crystal Lake.

After contacting the elder couple’s family to pay respect, they told you that the house was the elder couple’s summer house and the family didn’t want to keep the cabin. So they gave you a very generous offer to buy the cabin from their family.

They even told you that there was heat and running water so you could live with all the city’s comforts in a cabin in the woods. The son of the elder couple even offered you a job from home as a thank you for finding his parents and letting them get a proper funeral.

You took the offer.

You moved out of the city next month and made yourself comfortable in the cabin. You threw all the elder couple’s furniture away and decorated as you pleased.

A month went past when you suddenly heard knocking in the middle of the night and went to inspect with your baseball bat. It was Jason, he was back and you let him in without a question.

While he took in the way you decorated you made tea for both of you, but Jason didn’t drink. You smiled awkwardly and moved your hand over his that rested on his thigh.

“Jason, I... I can’t believe this. My life turned so much better after meeting you. It’s like... It’s like...?”

He had planned it. Jason knew about the couple, he knew if he gave you the backpack you would appear like a lost hiker. He showed you his past. He got you to accept him and honestly? It might just have been a blessing in disguise.

The two of you work out a way to live together as neighbors, friends, symbiosis, and maybe... Something greater than those.

Jason kills and punishes the trespassers and any other foolish asshole who dares to come to Crystal Lake but if he sees a tortured soul who reminds him of himself and you, he lets chases them to your cabin where you let them call help.

Some call the police and tell what happened, how a maniac with a machete killed everyone, and how they were the only survivor. Fools, you thought. They were left alive purely because Jason chose to let them live and now they were taking it for granted.

Police would question your side of the story and you usually told that the survivor came running into your cabin, shouting nonsense and being hysteric. They would demand police to follow them to their campsite and show them what had happened...

But Jason had the skill to make any evidence disappear. Bodies, cars, and anything that could connect the survivor to the camp and lake. Police would take the survivor away and that would be the last time you heard from them.

Those who showed gratefulness and saw that they were saved? They would stay a couple of days in your cabin and at night Jason would bring their stuff to you and you would next day call them a cab and tell them to take care of themselves. You hear from them sometimes, maybe a call or a postcard. You show them to Jason and he always gets a little happy for them.

Jason and you work together and spend time together when neither of you are working and you show him all the pleasures of the 20th century. He loves cartoons and it’s ironic but he has to hold your hand if you’re watching a horror movie.

He won't eat, but he enjoys watching you cook. He likes all the scented candles you light up during dark nights as the two of you sit on the couch and enjoy each other’s company and when the winter comes, Jason actually moves to your guest room so he doesn’t have to spend the winter in his cabin.

He moved his mother’s albums to your house, but you keep them hidden in a wall behind the painting so no one can find them and connect you to Jason’s murders.

Overall, your life is pretty sweet with him and the two of you are talking about adopting a puppy.

[pitayatea]

Talk is Jericho: The Emancipation of Jon Moxley

(i highly recommend listening to the episode if you have time, its a great listen and it goes a lot into jons thought process behind his leaving and the timeline from august until he left. if you dont have time or just want a rundown before you listen to see if youd be interested, i complied a list of points in the episode,,, i guess? idk.)

(none of these are in order im horrible at listing things but all of this was discussed at some point):

- mox started the podcast saying he harbors no ill will for wwe, how grateful he is for the time he spent there, how they helped him grow as a person, etc. he also talks fondly of the make a wish program and the fans and everything.

- there's a good bit of him talking about renee and describing her as his best friend, his soulmate, and how even if they had nothing it was fine bc they had each other. prime otp shit we stan. im sorry i love their relationship.

- jon describes a time where he was approached about a promo describing him doing stupid stuff that an idiot would do (riding a unicycle backwards, sharing pizza with a homeless dude, etc), and asking that it be changed because he doesnt want his character to be seen as an idiot. the line was taken out and readded by vince. when he confronted vince, vince didnt see the issue and described the segment as good shit and thought it described the dean character perfectly, which jon took as being described as an idiot.

- jon hated his heel turn, and defined it as being heavily micromanaged and told numerous stories of fighting with scripts and writers and vince because they wanted to do joke shit that he didnt want to do. he hated the germaphobe angle, he despised the vaccine promo, and it was all stuff pushed by vince.

- he also talks about other promos he hated before his heel turn, and a lot of it started as early as the 2014 feud with seth (the hotdog cart, seth mannequin, etc.)

- i actually remember an older tij episode where he goes into detail about how it was vince who pushed the mannequin thing, and how he once walked into vinces office and found vince sitting in his chair, facing the mannequin, with weapons laid out, verbally describing what he wanted to do to the mannequin... do with that what you will.

- (aka vince is senile which,,, we been knew)

- both of the stories he told are extremely interesting: one describes the time he knew for sure he was gone and started counting the days, and the other describes the time he almost walked out.

- there was numerous lines during his heel turn that he refused to use and demanded to be changed.

- one of which was a joke about a pooper-scooper that got changed to the gas mask line. he describes literally having to go behind vinces back and rushing with writers to get a copy of the script without the joke onto vinces desk before the one with the joke got there because vince wouldve forced him to do it.

- he describes all the promos he did that night as confusing and not telling stories, and remarked that "if we didnt need to run around and try to not look like idiots, we could focus on telling stories", which flustered a writer he was with at the time.

- the writers and jon got a note from vince which stated "dean needs to understand why he needs to insult the audience. dean needs to read his promos verbatim and not try to rewrite them." jon remembers feeling like he got punched in the gut and lashed out in frustration at a writer (in retrospect, he admitted it wasnt the writer's fault and he was just emotional).

- "why do i work here? im a professional wrestler, who can tell stories and come up with promos and i believe i have the ability to talk people into buildings, i learned those skills years ago, and i wanted bring them to the wwe, and you just want me to say your stupid lines. if you want someone to stay your stupid lines, hire an actor because theyll probably do a better job of it than me. im not interested in doing it."

- he spoke frankly about the fact that wwe is a billion dollar company, run by an alleged genius, filled with adults, and they were talking about pooper-scoopers, and how ridiculous it sounds.

- after the pooper-scooper joke was removed, vince took the gas mask comment literally and tried to make jon go out with a surgical match. eventually, it was talked down to the hankerchief that made it into the final cut of the promo.

- vince once mentioned how jon had so much creative license, to which jon remarks: "what creative license? what creative license do I have? i do exactly what you tell me and its terrible crap. thats not creative license."

- he booked it immediately after the show, got into the hotel, and immediately thought (after thinking that he needed a drink) that the entire segment was a waste of time because they got nothing done, and he didnt get why everyone was celebrating afterwards. he remarked that after doing six promos in one night, he couldnt say what the story was, who the characters were, and that the angle was dead, if it wasnt already.

- jericho agreed that the creative process of going through vince is awful and that it burns you out and that, at the end of the night, the match was the easy part.

- jon was never scared of getting fired for being outspoken, because he still did the work. if he couldnt convince vince that it wasnt a good idea, hed go out and try hard to make it good.

- jon woke up to a text from a writer describing the vaccine segment, and he responded that he "fucking hated it" and the writer texted back "yeah, i know".

- by the time he showed up to the building, word had gotten out that he wasnt happy with the vaccine promo. vince knew jon wasnt happy and called him to his office to reassure him that the bit wasnt comedic, and that its good stuff and its well written and would get him so much heat. he explains all of this while laughing, immediately proving that it is comedic, and said there was no props involved, to which jon replied "then whats with the actor we hired to play the doctor or the giant syringe? are those not props?"

- jon was ***EXTREMELY*** uncomfortable making comments about romans leukemia, and didnt even want to say the lines that got on tv, and sounded audibly pissed off when talking about it. when he confronted vince, vince said that roman needs to be in the story, that dean turned on both roman and seth, and that roman is a key part of the story.

- both jericho and jon then talk briefly about the 'vince jedi mind trick', where he makes things seem better than they actually are, and jon fell victim to it in that promo despite considering himself to be immune. he immediately regretted the lines as soon as he said them.

- there was a line in a promo talking about romans cancer that jon refused outright to say, and wouldnt even say it on the episode. all he said is that the wwe wouldve lost sponsors (esp the susan g. komen sponsorship) and someone (likely him) wouldve gotten fired. vince tried to convince him to say the lines but he absolutely refused and it was a matter of "ok i guess youre not comfy bc its roman" and not "its extremely offensive" with vince agreeing to not force the promo. jon then said it wouldnt have mattered to vince anyways bc he wouldnt have been blamed for it, and it wouldve been jon who took all of the heat. he then makes a comment in case whoever was responsible for the promo was listening:

- jons wanted to leave wwe since july 2018, and almost walked out after an episode of raw during his heel turn due to creative frustrations.

- jon wanted to return from injury as a completely new heel character. he brought this up to vince twice - once in february, when they thought hed be cleared for wrestlemania 34, and once in july, before his actual return.

- in february, vince had stated that they could do what jon wanted to do. the story changed by july due to them advertising the shield for the aus super showdown and not wanting to take them off the billing.

- they then wanted him to return as seths buddy in his corner for summerslam. jon wanted to return at summerslam as a surprise, and vince had an original plan for him to show up at the go home show for summerslam and just,,, be there, but agreed to go with jons plan.

- the week of summerslam, a writer contacted jon while he was training with joey mercury and cody hawk in cincinnati that he was, in fact, showing up at the go home show for vinces original plan. essentially, vince lied to him to sedate him because jon says he was extremely outspoken about everything. he managed to talk vince and the writers into putting a little bit of action into the go home show.

- jon hated the line that seth said to announce his return ("since you have a scottish psycopath, i ought to have a lunatic in mine"), which was entirely a line planted by the creative team and wasnt the fault of jon or seth. he felt like it muddled the crowd reaction and the pop bc everyone was reacting in different ways and he thought they shouldve just played the music because "how can you screw that up?"

- hes been creatively frustrated since 2016 on smackdown.

- by the time he left the company, he hated the character of dean ambrose and couldnt look at himself in the mirror.

- they tried burying dean with the nia storyline and squash matches, but fans loved him so much that vince saw dollar signs and pushed for the shield reunion tour. if it wasnt for fans being behind him, jon wouldve been mercilessly buried.

- aew was not his main reason for leaving. originally, he wanted to go back to czw or the indies. he wouldve left the company no matter what - even if no other promotions existed, he wouldve left and created his own promotion.

- jon described feeling severe symptoms of depression during his last few months, to the point where he couldnt motivate himself to get out of bed or go to the gym or do anything. he even looked up symptoms on webMD to confirm what he was feeling - jericho also confirmed it the second jon started talking about it.

- he outright stated that vince and the creative process and the shit vince had built around the wwe since 2002 is killing the company.

- he does not want to compete with wwe, he just wants to try and push them to improve the product and try and get vince to step back slightly and not micromanage so heavily.

- jon only got paid 500 bucks for the shields final chapter special, which is the same price that extras get on main shows and the same price that unused roster members get for just showing up and sitting in catering. jericho then brought up that during a house show street fight between him and ambrose, they both only got paid 750. 500 and 750 are bare minimum prices for just showing up - so they barely got paid for a dangerous gimmick match on a house show.

- jon and cody have been friends since before cody left wwe, and used to sit backstage and watch old wcw matches while getting ready for matches.

- he considers codys experience to be similar to his, and that they both experienced the same frustrations at different times.

- jon and jericho both agree that tony khan (CEO of aew) is the exact opposite of vince, and is a bigger wrestling fan than vince is. jericho then brings up that he doesnt see how vince can be a fan any longer because hes been doing it so long without a break. jon agreed and stated that vince is never gonna retire and is def gonna die in the chair, and how he just needs to step back a little bit.

- jericho brought up how jon broke the internet and jon practically jumped at the chance to tell the story.

- "king of social media, mic drop bitches." that is the line of the century im sorry.

- the inspo for the original mox teaser released on may first was inspired by the first venom teaser trailer.

- double or nothing was already planned to be moxs first appearance when the teaser dropped, and he had to keep it on the dl to make sure no dirtsheets reported it and no one advertised him to be there. he admitted he isnt tech-savvy and everyone who hes friends with who is belong to wwe, and the dude who helped him film the teaser was sick nick mondo.

- the trailer took two days to film and cost eight grand, but jon admits he wanted it to be quality and didnt care.

- while filming the trailer, vince texted him to try and extend his contract for the europe tour bc shield money. his response was that he was committed to a film project, which vince took as him filming a movie and not him filming the trailer.

- jon didnt tweet the trailer, he had a social media expert time it to where it released at exactly midnight through some techno shit with twitter.

- roman and seth knew how unhappy jon was in wwe and they were understandably sad to see him go but they wanted him to be happy.

- he talks about how he told seth he was leaving: seth had responded that he was super bummed out, and jon told him that he "is a wild animal, babe" and has been contained for too long. seth immediately agreed, saying it was the perfect analogy.

- the way he describes it kinda describes seth being more broken about jon leaving than roman, which also correlates with seths responses to questions about him leaving. do with that what you will, shippers.

- from now on, nothing is driven by money for him. everything is driven by trying to be the best he can be. he wants that for everyone: he wants his friends to be the best they can be, he wants his wife to be the best she can be, he wants the fans to be happy and everything, but his happiness is the most important thing.

- he feels more passionate about wrestling now, and describes it as his first love and his only love besides renee. the way he describes it reminds me of cm punk losing his passion due to wwe, and i feel like he wouldve ended up exactly like punk if he stayed any longer.

- his favorite part of the business is promos, and the scripted promos made him loathe it. aew gave him his passion for promos and wrestling back.

- he compares himself to the dentist elf from rudolph. his closing line is "if you're an elf and you wanna be a dentist, be a dentist." jericho edits in an audio clip from rudolph at the end and its great.

- jon is looking forward to working with legitimately everyone in aew and thinks of it as helping draw eyes to the product and to other lesser known talent, similar to jericho.

- he doesnt want a war, no matter how much he jokes about it. he just wants to show vince that the way he runs his show isnt the only way and it definitely isnt the right way.

- jon, speaking directly to vince: "your creative process sucks. fix it."

(i listened to the podcast in full three times, and i repeatedly replayed segments to confirm everything. if i missed something, lmk.)

[whimsically-ominously-auspice]

Apparently my mom became a sort of boss..

Like one day she said Abu was escaping so she said for them to capture him then take him where he wanted to go.

For me, that's some bull shit to stay kidnapped and cry and complain she wouldn't be safe here.

That alone is all you're too much hassle to deal with during Christmas and Hanukkah. You didn't care about 31 of mine, you can stay in the hospital. Instead of us catering around you and your care and trying to enjoy our holidays, minus you and our life is better just as she said during nearly 33 years.

Because every dam day it's gonna be checking on mom and making sure things are okay and dealing with her bullying if she desieres to be one.

I was willing to do it so my dad could see her and us during the holidays and she didnt feel abandoned.

But she can have that feeling.

Of course my other siblings can vote, we set up different possibilities but im not baby sitting her like we were going. Another holiday but not 2 weeks of it.

......

My best friend was trained by my mom in the kitchen. One day she overslept so Abu sent for her father to protect her. And he became an in between from another farm to his daughter's. Neither one were sure who they were with but they felt better. Like how I always felt with her or our friend. Just better. No real reason why. Just better. Stronger and mentally clean. Like happiness isn't a sin.

.....

Our other friend was just a common slave, hidden under the ranks. But he had a guitar and things like that that many others didnt have. He was told to say he stole it. But he found it under a tree around Easter. A gift from God or the Easter Bunny. So he was treated with respect and protected more than other common slaves. Although he himself would protect any one there. As he went to save our friend. But was unable.

He gave lessons and found books of music sheets to learn new songs, here and there, usually tucked in his sheets when it was noticed he was failing at happiness.

While it may seem like only he got gifts... Anyone whom could hear recieved the gift of music and the more he taught others, the more guitars that would appear.

And one day a piano appeared. A small organ piano.

So he was the rockstar in the Queens eyes. Because i knew the Queen would protect him.

....

For our friend in the kitchen unique spices and recipies would appear hidden in the cabinet or sitting on the stove, again starting around Easter. Hers was before and the magic of music after. This granted her a better bed from the Queen and better shoes on Christmas, the kind nurses wear for all the farms kitchen workers, again from the Queen as Abu requested.

As my mother complained she quit cooking because her feet hurt. But refused to do anything about it, including asking the Queen, So i told Abu, i want to beat her face in so bad. And Abu said i have a better idea. Lets prove to the Queen they deserve them, in only the way the Queen will understand.

And so i prayed.

And i knew we won so i growled at my mother. And it scared her. But i did not attack her like a wild animal should, although I wanted to.

....

Abu found people all over that he felt a kindred spirit with so he did all kinds of things for them.

Of course new recipes and new spices induced a fresh day for my friend and fresh taste for all the victims that ate from her kitchen and as Abu saw it working, all the kitchens on all the farms.

....

It came from God, it is true. It did.

But as others have said that i have done a miracle this past week... I say it could not happened without help from other humans.

I choose not to be As critical of myself or Obama (as much as usual) for it being so long they have been kidnapped before I could help them, and since God blessed his human traffic victims with gifts that protected them as provided from Abu and his workers that would slip in the gifts and surprises. It makes it easier to not be so critical of him and myself.

....

The reason I write is because of another dear friend i saw as a father. We call him Hondo.

Because Ms Hindi says he thinks like her.

And Ms Hindi said God says no Christmas for mom. As her punishment as he can review his list.

But Hondo was kidnapped with the promise of surfing down South and he wanted to teach his son.

But instead he became a human traffic victim.

He thought his son had died over a decade and half ago. So he could not return home. He thought he didn't deserve it.

So he told himself it was better to stay with Abu and make sure Abu stays good. And doesnt end up like my mom. So one day, he kept his fingers crossed, that he could promise me i would be safe with Abu. And he could teach me the truth and the difference between him and her.

Then maybe, maybe, God would tell him or he would feel or finally believe he could go home and his wife would not hate him

But at least maybe he could get into Heaven to see her Then because he helped someone that he saw and took care of and loved as he did his own kid.

He uses Matt to send money home on the holidays. And he uses his money from work to hire security and protection for his wife and daughter at home. Matt bought them a new house -- But Matt hes a dork. Was too afraid to So he pretended he bought the trailer they were in and hooked it up and tried to move it. So he apologized with 1 million dollars.

Boys are dumbasses. But it worked!!!

....

So you see that all kinds of people i know but each one are absolutely different.

While Hondo is afraid and ashamed.

My mother is manipulative and egotistical.

One friend has no father But another has had hers nearby and has built a relationship with him. (Our male friend went to pack, not wanting to leave, not knowing who is really behind the move - knowing the bull shit his father is capable of although dead -- they're all the same; while shes with her dad and they had packed the first minute she had)

....

Crates with packing material have been flown in about 2 hours ago and the DNA test kits arrived and some people have been tested.

Like my mother was tested and then compared with my DNA test i had already taken at 23andme.

Some of us were hoping she was buried down in the common slave department. Unfortunately we all know our parents even when we don't want them.

....

My best friend's mom as we were taught is her mom is still alive as is her younger sister and shes got nieces and nephews. But her family is like mine and got mixed with non familial relatives and family. So the DNA tests will come in handy.

Our friend still has his brother and the mom he had has died but the father he was left to is still alive. And hes a good guy, he always said his mom was only good at cooking and he was supposed to ignore her otherwise. So he has his own family to return to, although its a mix of blood and love. His was based on honesty although his father is a horrible criminal, he was raised with as much information as possible. DNA tests will be helpful also, though but not as, we feel, dammed important. Not Because his father is a criminal, we just feel there's honesty.

Hes the same as Declan and so there's no bad to fall upon him, he wasn't asked to be born to him. Or to be born at all.

And so no one really that i know of is to be treated bad at all.

My mom although we aren't giving her what we want for 99.9% of the victims, shes not being punished as far as real punishment goes. We are electing her to get real instead of having fun. So being in a mental hospital or physical hospital instead of being at a house with guards and family time. It happens all the time everywhere. Regardless if you're a human trafficker or new born with cancer or a teenager that no one listens to.

....

So i do hope that everyone understand that the majority over 99.9% didn't want to be kidnapped to be kidnapped and human trafficked.

And a lot of the adults feel guilty and ashamed.

Weak and dumb and a whole list of things that should give them reasons to be hated by their own family.

Like Hondo.

.

So many people think if i do this one thing and it's good to God then i can move on.

So those that have been here 10 years. Not all feel that way but im sure that quite a large handful do.

And those in Iraq will have that mental disturbance.

....

So for y'all at home waiting for your loved ones. Remind them to be safe. Like no hitchhikers and no hitchhiking.

But also remind them that its okay. Its okay they are home.

Our neighbor Hondo was in the Military and took a ride with Jeremiah. We trusted him to a small degree as he was always in the neighborhood and had a charm like a sleezy car salesman.

Which is why they are going to be gifted cars, so they don't take rides with someone they shouldn't trust but do.

And we admit there will be a huge amount of mental issues, thoughts, that will be difficult to deal with for the victims and for the families to give correct advice.

Guidelines of Safety and Emergency Situations will be provided to both the family and the victims.

Like a mental break down is possible. A panic attack is possible.

For both sides.

Step One is to realize the situation. 1. The kidnapped has been released and is free. Breathe. 2. Both the family and victim are loved. Breathe.

Usually there's just a simple "what color shirt do i want to buy?" Can set off a whole fucked up system in the minds. It can happen to a "normal" person. Don't think im not speaking from experience!!

Step Two: step away. Drop the topic. Stop what you are doing. Let someone else handle it. Or try again after sleep. Not because there is something wrong with you but because you're not taking care of you. Youre probably over stimulated. Again personal experience. So don't feel like trash.

Step three: pray. Just ask. Insert the word "God and help and me and what you are trying to do."

Repeat.

There's more examples in the lists that will be sent. But this is the short version. And they will cover emergency situations which is just about the same but the why is explained in details.

And the above works for any one And everyone.

[my-anonymous5444-blog]

My Story

---Hey guys sorry about being a downer i’ve just been wanting to share this for a long time 

2017 

Hello im 13 years old.  i wish i was dead. If wasn’t for my family i would be dead right now. When you commit suicide you just pass on the pain to someone else so i refuse to kill myself because I love my family too much. I don’t have any true friends and i hide my true self behind multiple masks and i think the farthest anyone outside my family  has ever gotten is 2 masks down. I believe i have at least 4 that i hide behind that’s why i don’t have any true friends. The only ones i do have are always putting me down or are just pretending to be my friend. I’m all alone. My sister knows me the best. But even when i’m with her i wear a mask. I feel so alone. Sometimes i wish that i didn’t have a family or anyone i cared about so i could just die and get it over with. I don’t tell anyone i want to die because i don’t want to be a burden, so i just bury the dark thoughts in the deepest darkest part of my mind to the place when i don’t even go. I hate my life. I’m so done with all the shit i have to deal with, at this point i wish i was dead. I’ve cut my legs and arms before but my knife was not very sharp so it dulled quickly and now it won’t cut skin so can’t do that anymore. I wish i was someone else. I think i’m not interesting and i hate myself. Everytime i take pills i think of overdosing, when i visit tall buildings i want to jump,  when i cross the street i think about jumping in front of a car, when i shave i think of cutting my wrists. I’m in pain and i can’t stop it. I don’t want to tell my friends because they will want to make me stop doing things i’m doing, like making myself throw up or cutting, but i won’t stop and it will be an endless cycle of me doing things and them telling me to stop. They’ll eventually get bored of it but they can’t stop telling me to get better because it will hurt their consciousness. I want to tell someone but i don’t know how. I don’t think i’m capable of feeling anymore. The only things i feel are sadness and depression and shame. I don’t feel happy or proud or anything else. The only glimmer of happiness i get is when i get other people to laugh. That's it. I eat away the pain but i hate myself so i throw up and cut and then eat more. There are so many things i can’t help that make me more depressed. 

2018

Everyone says i'm smart and funny and worthwhile but i feel useless and stupid and irrelevant. I always wear a mask of strength and i say i never cry but i cry a lot and think way too much about what people say. I don’t know why but other people’s opinions mean a lot to me. Even the people i hate have  opinions that i take to heart. i m always saying that i don’t want to get married or have kids. I say i don’t want to get married because i think marriage is a chain but actually i just don’t think i’m worthy for someone to love and i say i dont’ want kids because they are annoying but i don’t want kids because i can’t imagine bringing something i love into the stupid fucking world we have. The world sucks and i don’t want any kid growing up in it. I think i’m ugly and i hate my body. I’m constantly trying to numb the pain, sometime with movies or work. I wish i didn’t have to be born. I wish my parents had just had one daughter. I don’t want to die through suicide but i want to die. I find myself constantly wishing i would get shot or get run over or i would choke.  I hate being alive. 

Its 8th grade and i’m in costa rica. I tried to kill myself twice so far this year. i feel so damn alone and i dont think i can deal with it anymore. Im not with my family or my friends and im not sure how much longer i can hold on. I tried to slit my wrists with my razor but i dont think i cut my wrists in the right place because i didnt bleed that much. That was a week ago. Last night i was listening to rly sad music and id made me feel shitty. I tried to cut my wrists again and i did it right this time. I just kept cutting until i started bleeding a lot. I bled out in the sink . i had a panic attack and started hysterically crying. I had to be quiet so i was just sitting in the dark in the bathroom bleeding out with my hand over my mouth tears running down my face. I dont get it. I want to die but for some reason i cant kill myself.  My life doesnt have any meaning. Im ugly and stupid and completely worthless. Everyone tells me i have to learn to love myself but i can’t i wish i was worth while, i wish i was someone else. This one girl keeps joking about suicide and depression and it makes me mad but im to fucking ashamed and scared so i just sit there and i dont say anything. Why do i never say anything. Why can’t i have some actual opinions and not just agree because im scared of rejection. I would be better off dead. 

I finally told my family. I’m on medication and it seems to be working but not very much. They all say it will get better with time but i don’t want to live anymore i’m tired of it and im not even to the hard part yet. When i have access to alcohol and drugs i’ll probably become an addict because i’m scrabbling for a way to take away the pain. I can’t tell my friends because they wouldn’t understand. I feel alone all the time and i wish i wasn’t born. There are about 3 people besides those in my family that make me wanna live. Sophie, Celeste, and Audrey. That’s it. Sometimes i realize how dark my mind gets, like today there was a lockdown at school because someone thought that they had seen a man with a gun but it was a false alarm. While sitting against the closet i found myself wishing someone would shoot up my school so i could die and my family would eventually get over it. Then i realized what i had just thought and immediately was like stop it. I have so much stress and i’m not even in high school yet. I want to die. Even when i think about the future i get stressed out and sometimes have a mental breakdown. Someone please kill me. I was crying in the bathroom yesterday and some 6th grader heard me and asked if i was ok, i wiped my tears away and walked out like nothing had happened. Why can’t i show emotion to other people what am i so afraid of. Why cant i just be normal and express myself naturally? 

2019 Im now a freshman in high school. I’ve been getting better and the medication has been helping. Sometimes i still think about wanting to die but i’m a lot happier. I have a group of amazing friends and i can be myself around them. They love me and i love them. I also just fell in love with a boy for the first time and its a nice change from before. I know people lose  hope and give up. trust me, i’ve been through that and it sucks, but you keep going forward and things get better. I actually am enjoying life recently and i think it has to do a lot with going to therapy and trying to make more in depth connections with my friends and family. I still get pressured by my parents about grades and i can’t tell them a lot about thats going on. I’m addicted to nicotine and i think i may be getting addicted to alcohol too. It feels so good when your high or drunk. Im trying to make better decisions but its fucking hard. And old habits die hard. My mom called me worthless the other day. She said that if i didnt work hard i wasn’t going to go anywhere in life, which is accurate but it was like she was accusing me of not trying when im trying my hardest and im stretched so thin. I love my boyfriend. he makes me so damn happy and we have such a strong connection. I want to be with him forever and i want him in my life forever but i know he’ll find someone better and i can’t help but wonder how he’ll break my heart. 

- I know its weird to share this online but i just want people that are going thr the same thing or have gone thr something like this that they aren’t alone 

[cutie-romero]

personal rant (haven't done one of those in a while)

tldr: im really depressed after making the biggest dream of my life come true 😶‍🌫️

i'm 26 and ever since i can remember i've wanted to be in a place that spoke english. i feel like i am WAY more comfortable speaking english than my mother tongue (even though i'm not perfect at it and make mistakes daily) but i just never got the chance to go due to money.

then, in 2020, i made a friend, who is from and lives in england, through the funhaus discord while isolating in my room with covid, and we started talking. we watched movies, videos, listened to music or would just shoot the shit for hours on voice. we started talking every single night and he was all of a sudden this hugely important person in my life. feelings were/are involved but imma not get into that now because yeah i cant. anyways, last year the lineup for reading&leeds festival came out and it was a fucking banger. my roommate and i decided "fuck it" and bought tickets, and told my friend we'd go over in late august and spend a few days there.

long story short (lol) we went there on august 25th, and i came back on september 3rd. it was the most unbelievable experience of my life. the weather was ideal, the people we met were the sweetest, and my friend was... lovely. just the loveliest, most perfect person. we hooked up every night i was over there and the feelings i had hoped were dead and buried came right back up to the surface. he had made it clear way before we met up that he didn't want to get into (another) long distance relationship. even though its something i would put up with to be with him, i can fully understand and respect his decision (even though it kills me on the daily and i wish i could be with him).

HOWEVER, i've been having such a hard time being back home as the time i spent there was fucking perfect and everything ive ever wanted. i'd expected to feel anxious, or out of place, or not be able to understand/speak english, but none of that happened. it was as if it was meant to be. not just things with my friend, but just the place, the language..

and i'm so, so fucking scared because i'm starting to forget. i'm starting to forget the shows we watched, i'm starting to forget what he smelled like or what his kiss tasted like, i'm starting to forget what places we visitied and what jokes we made. depression and anxiety have stolen and fucked with my memory for my entire life and i cannot handle it if it does that to this as well.

i have literally no idea what the point of this post was, just a rant i guess as i havent spoken about this to virtually anyone and it hurts more and more everyday lol

[thelifetimechannel]

[angeljonghyun]

So i guess here goes my longer ramble about my feelings and thoughts. No need to read it. Feel free to ignore it. The only way for me to feel relief is to post it online in some way and although i know tumblr is such a toxic site its the only space that feels right for it. its probably full of typos and doesnt make any sense, but hey who cares.

So yeah

Lately a lot of things happened, things which im thankful for and things that help me heal, but theyre not big of a help since my emotions are so strong. As some might know im currently in a clinic for relaxation 5 days a week from 10 am-2:30 pm and its pretty tough. Being around people again, experiencing painful moments during acupuncture (they find good spots that make me cry, not even really bc theyre hurting but they just make me feel all my inner pain all at once), feeling uncomfortable around certain people there and not loving all therapists bc theyre way too harsh with their words.

The past weeks have been intense and exhausting.. and since its all about relaxing i had much time to think. I had lots of time to think about jjong. Sadly it never felt like i have space, strength and time to heal properly.

I feel lots of pain,my heart feels so heavy, im bitter and im weak? Im forcing my emotions to stay calm, i hate crying in the clinic, i cant open up properly and just dont want to cry there all the time although i know i should but i just cant.

Jjong is on my mind 24/7 like literally 24/7 hes always there, always was and idk how much longer he will be but i want him to leave. My memories and the emptiness which i feel is too much, its draining me its hurting so freaking much that i cant even put it in words and the bad thing is that no one really understands.

People may know that im sad in a way but i dont think anyone understands my pain completely, obviously not, no one ever knows how one truly feels, but its a devastating feeling. Its a feeling that makes me feel quite lost and lonely, because the only person i always believed would understand my pain was him. He was my safe haven, he was the one who would be there and never judge and just understand.

Its a really sick part of my mind which has still control over this part of my emotions, i cant trust anyone, i always.. ALWAYS feel judged and i always feel like a burden and i never want to talk about my struggles because it only causes so much more chaos or eventually i never feel like the person tries and feel all lonely and unimportant again.

Jjong he was just there.. you know ?

Just his existence caused some kind of comfort for my soul, a place to rest and feel nothing but good things for a bit although even he was hurting me too, but i accepted it bc he was far away and it was ok. He was so far away always and that gave me the chance to create the 'perfect' comfort zone. I didnt know him, he was never here.. i will just pick out parts i need and use them to stay alive.

Its not something good, but i feel like everyone does this stuff with their bias. Some more than others. I did it too much and that shows how weak and hurt my soul is. Instead of working on my problems properly i just fled into the comfort of jjongs existence, one that was so very similar to my mothers, my mother who i have lost in november 2014. winter... buried in december. Winter. The season where I lost the most important person in my life not only once, but twice now.

Jjong was like a mother to me. I cant describe my feelings for him in another way. He protected me from so much evil within myself while i wanted to protect him too at all costs and it feels HORRIBLE to have failed yet another time. It hurts so fucking much that i lost him too. He who was the biggest reason for me not to kill myself after my mom died. He who was the reason why i started eating again after developing an eating disorder. He who caused so much good in my life. He who in some way managed to manipulate me in the best possible way.

In the end it was all me, i know that, but its still the bond i had to jjong. A sick and sad one and the worst part is that i felt ready to let go slowly at the end of last year. I started realizing that i coudlnt be thinking about him all the time anymore. I want to start going to school again after 4 years of nothing but therapy. I would HAVE to let go and create a more healthy relationship. I was so ready. And then he took his own life..

He stole the opportunity from me to change. He left me here. He left me and all my problems still attached to him behind. Hes not here anymore and although i never saw him or heard or felt him in real life it makes such a huge difference to me and at the same time it doesnt. That is one of the most confusing and depressing feelings ive ever felt.

I wanted to see him in 2018.. i had many chances to see him but never one to go with me. I finally had someone to go with... and now im here.. with that opportunity gone. My biggest wish my biggest dream, the ONE thing that kept me alive for so long. Gone... all ive ever wanted was to see him live. And now.. yeah.

Those are all selfish reasons. I know that. If you even read this then no its not all i feel, but of course my feelings towards him are most important to me, its the only feelings i can work on and the only ones i truly feel. My healthy grief is there too. A distanced version of what i personally feel and no other could. But thats not truly what this post is about. Please dont judge.

So now im here and i dont know what to do.

Death has been the worst and most intense trigger in my life forever. I started being so afraid of death as a child that i could not sleep anymore bc i thought i would die. It was a horrible time, therapy followed, fear left for a few years and came back as strong as ever. Its here too now. My fear. Another reason why i am alive now, yet its not strong enough to truly shut my self destructive thoughts up. Ive noticed that around the time of jjongs burial. I was ... so ready to leave. I still feel sympathy and empathy for myself there. Bc my pain is so big. Its truly so immense but no one truly knows or cares much. Maybe my therapist, but i doubt it.

Well im now always thinking about death and jjong being dead and ive said before that these thoughts are really killing me inside. Idk where he is, how he is, how he feels, does he feel? Whats up with him... what happens??? Its so scary. I find zero comfort in the thought of him resting bc where is he? Is he resting? Does he know? Where is the man i love so freaking much? Where is my mom? Is she with him? Are they lonely?

Ive always said

When its about death, i envy religious people. They have something to hold onto. I have nothing but the unknown in my head. Another one of my biggest fears and my loved ones are stuck in there. In the unknown. And im not there and i couldnt say goodbye to either of them.

Im so bitter i envy everyone whose bias is still there and im always thinking why him. Why HIM why another person of My life why someone i love so much why when i was feeling so much better thanks to him why did he have to suffer. Will i lose everyone?

Im afraid to sleep still bc im scared to wake up to news of another loved one gone. The fears and memories, theyre everywhere. I cant escape and i hate it and dont know how to process.

The most important form of jjong to me was and still is the fictional one, although jjong as a distant human being will always be more fictional to me than real. The fictional version which i have created for my own reasons, its still there just like always, its still cheering me up, its sweet its cute and lovely, but still hard to work with bc i always end up thinking about the real jjong.

Now after seeing the pictures of his grave i rather see that image than him as a person. I welcome that. Im glad i saw the pics bc its all more real to me now, im glad i saw the burial video.. although i never wanted it to be filmed or real in the first place. I dont think i would be still as sane as i am atm if i didn’t see this stuff.

I know that im doing quite good.. i should be proud of myself i guess.. but my pain is overshadowing everything else to the point where im completely at loss of every emotion just thinking about jjong not being here anymore.

Knowledge about his passing, own experiences and the whole process, everything. It haunts me.

Its quite a long way to go i think. I always felt so close to him, we were so similar and although he had many flaws i didnt quite like, especially as i was getting more healthy and he was still stuck, i still loved him so much and accepted that. He was getting so much better from and outside point of view and maybe that was the reason why he finally found strength to leave and its such a sad thing to think about, but i cant really change a thing anymore.

Sadly. Yeah ..

At the end of this i just want to say. Please just care, be there and if a depressed person in your life gets better please pay special attention bc it might be their chance to end it all. I dont want people to die bc of that dumb fucking illness anymore and i know its not possible to prevent it completely but well..

Im tired and theres still so much more to say for me but i cant say much more now. My head hurts and i need to get up and do something in order to forget about all of this for a while.

Please stay strong, please dont give up. I promise you one day it will get better, never fully ok, but better.

Im trying my best to find joy in jjong and shinee again, i doubt that i will, but im trying. I wont leave the fandom now, but im not the same anymore. Listening to shinees or jjongs music is impossible, watching videos too. If you feel the same its fine. Just do whats right for you. Im just here feeling happy for the others and hoping that theyre feeling better slooowly each day a little. Just like i hope it to be for everyone else.

If you came till here. Thanks for caring. Please take care of yourself, you are very loved. Life is hard, but not impossible.

Stay strong.

[alotta-lovin]

1-10, 21-30, 45-55, 65-80 and 90-100! And to clear up confusion so u won't forget like last time by - I mean those and everything in between B)

1: Do you sleep with your closet doors open or closed?

That fucking thing is barricaded. and i mean with boxes, pillows and spare blankets that i take on and off my bed–

2: Do you take the shampoos and conditioner bottles from hotel?

No?? Sometimes? only if i didnt bring my own shampoo and conditioner– thats the only reason.

3: Do you sleep with your sheets tucked in or out?

IN.

4: Have you ever stolen a street sign before?

Does stealing the pole count?

5: Do you like to use post-it notes?

Not really i only really use them as like— book marks or for tiny drawings to put around the house.

6: Do you cut out coupons but then never use them?

no

7: Would you rather be attacked by a big bear or a swarm of a bees?

fucking let the bear take me. i love bees and all but im fucking allergic to that shit and id rather not die that way.

8: Do you have freckles?

Yes. Everywhere. Moles too.

9: Do you always smile for pictures?

no– not always. im the person i smile all the time. and most of the time its not a real smile so when im smiling in pictures unless im actually happy its a fake smile, thus i consider it a no. or i pull a deadpan and just look at the camera annoyed.

10: What is your biggest pet peeve?

PEOPLE WHO FUCKING CHEW WITH THEIR  MOUTH OPEN OR TALK WITH THEIR  MOUTH FULL AND DONT COVER THEIR MOUTH TO BE RESPECTFUL.

21: Whats your least favorite movie?

Lights out? Don’t breathe? i have a fair few.

22: Where would you bury hidden treasure if you had some?

Why though? but if i had to choose i guess with myself when i die. and that means its being turned to ashes with me. BOOM.

23: If you’re a girl, bra size? If you’re a guy, pants size?

Okay for someone who is dysphoric as hell and also is just as confused about what genderbullshit is this really made me just “hhhhhhh” but i also dont care? im a 34B. and maybe a size 9 or so in pants?

24: What do you dip a chicken nugget in?\

Ketchup

25: What is your favorite food?

FRENCH FRIES.

26: What movies could you watch over and over and still love?

Cats Dont Dance, Grease, Mama Mia, Ghostbusters

27: Last person you kissed/kissed you?

My mom?

28: Were you ever a boy/girl scout?

No

29: Would you ever strip or pose nude in a magazine?

Its the human body. people really need to stop just thinking of it in a sexual way, its honestly just skin and parts. it doesnt matter. so i dont know.

30: When was the last time you wrote a letter to someone on paper?

1st through 3rd grade we were all assigned a person over seas that was serving our country while we gave them a care package.

45: Ever watch soap operas?

N O

46: Are you afraid of heights?

Not really

47: Do you sing in the car?

Fuck yeah

48: Do you sing in the shower?

Hell yeah

49: Do you dance in the car?

Only if im in the passenger seat.

50: Ever used a gun?

Yep and im a deadshot too.

51: Last time you got a portrait taken by a photographer?

It was a family portrait and i was 10 or younger

52: Do you think musicals are cheesy?

no

53: Is Christmas stressful?

Yes. i don’t like Thanksgiving or Christmas all that much due to bad memories and the fact that it was basically ruined every year for me by family

54: Ever eat a pierogi?

more than likely because of my mom but i don’t remember

55: Favorite type of fruit pie?

Fruit pies— huh…. dont think i have one

65: Nike or Adidas?

Vans

66: Cheetos Or Fritos?

Cheetos

67: Peanuts or Sunflower seeds?

Sunflower Seeds are the bomb

69: Ever take dance lessons?

No

70: Is there a profession you picture your future spouse doing?

No?

71: Can you curl your tongue?

Yes and i can tie a cherry stem with my tongue too.

72: Ever won a spelling bee?

No up until 2013 i barely knew how to read let alone type.

73: Have you ever cried because you were so happy?

OKAY LISTEN. IF SOMEONE MAKES ME SOMETHING OR BUYS ME SOMETHING BECAUSE THEY WANT TO AND ITS SOMETHING I LIKE OR SOMETHING THEY THINK WILL MAKE ME HAPPY AND SEND IT TO ME I FULL ON FUCKING CRY CAUSE I DONT UNDERSTAND THE FEELING OF HAPPY.

like for example, the first pictures i posted on this blog of me n’ Cronus, @curvy-roses made those for me and sent them to me while i was in a call with @the-jackals and i started crying full on because i dont understand wtf happy feels like and it scares me and sends me into a panic attack

74: Own any record albums?

Yeah i do actually original ones too

75: Own a record player?

Sadly not yet i gotta get it to play said records

76: Regularly burn incense?

Yep, Dragons Blood mostly

77: Ever been in love?

HMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM I DUNNO.

(Sarcasm at its finest but the art is a commission from @curvy-roses)

78: Who would you like to see in concert?

Everyone i wanna see in concert is either old and not doing them anymore or is dead

79: What was the last concert you saw?

it was a country concert and it sucked everyone was drunk off their ass and it didnt help it was at a statium where tHEY FUCKING WOULDNT LET YOU SIT IN SEATS OR BRING YOUR OWN SEATS SO YOU WERE SITTING IN THE GRASS AND PEOPLE WERE STEPPING ON YOU—-

80: Hot tea or cold tea?

90: Can you knit or crochet?

Crochet

91: Best room for a fireplace?

bedroom? or living room? ONE OF THOSE

92: Do you want to get married?

Yeah i would and do

93: If married, how long have you been married?

Not married— unless yer talking with Cro and thats not for a couple years so

94: Who was your HS crush?

Didnt go to highschool o v o

95: Do you cry and throw a fit until you get your own way?

N O ID GET MY FUCKING ASS BEAT AND IF SOMEONE ELSE DOES THAT AROUND ME IT MAKES ME WANNA PUNCH THEM AND GIVE THEM A REASON TO CRY FUCKIN HELL

96: Do you have kids?

n o

97: Do you want kids?

yes and no

98: Whats your favorite color?

Rainbow

99: Do you miss anyone right now?

lots of people

F U CK IN THERE YA GO

i did the thing and now i dunno what else to do so ye

[heartbeatsonthehighline]

Favorite Rep Lyrics (so far)

RFI- “But if I’m a thief then, he can join the heist and, we’ll move to an island and AND he can be my jailer, BURTON TO THIS TAYLOR”

End Game- “and I bury hatchets but I keep maps of where I put ‘em”

IDSB- “they’re burning all the witches even if you aren’t one. They’ve got their pitchforks and proof, their receipts and reasons. They’re burning all the witches even you aren’t one. So light me up, light me up, light me up, go ahead and light me up”

DBM- “For you I would fall from grace/ just to touch your face/ if you walk away/ I’d beg you on my knees to stay”

Delicate- “sometimes when I look into your eyes/ I pretend your mine all the damn time”

“Isn’t it, isn’t it, isn’t it? Isn’t it? Isn’t it, isn’t it, isn’t it? Isn’t it?”

LWYMMD- “but I got smarter I got harder in the nick of time, honey I rose up from the dead I do it all the time”

So it goes- “all eyes on you my magician/ all eyes on us/ you make everyone disappear and/ cut me into pieces/ gold cage/ hostage to my feelings/ back against the wall/ trippin, trip-trippin when you’re gone”

Gorgeous- “I guess I’ll just stumble on hold to my cats/ alone/ unless you wanna come along”

Getaway Car- “It was the best of times/ the worst of crimes/ I struck a match/ and blew your mind”

“The ties were black/ the lies were white/ in shades of grey/ in candlelight”

“I knew if from the first old fashioned we were cursed”

“But you weren’t thinkin’/ and I was just drinkin’”

“He was runnin’ after us, I was screamin’ ‘Go, go, go/ but with three of us honey it’s a side show/ and a circus ain’t a love story/ and now we’re both sorry”

“We were jet-set Bonnie and Clyde/ until I switched to the other side/ the other si-i-i-i-ide”

“I was ridin’ in a getaway car/ I was cryin’ in a getaway car/ I was DYIN’ in a getaway car/ said goodbye in a getaway car”

THE WHOLE SONG IS JUST A LYRICAL MASTERPIECE OK? I CANT PICK A FAVORITE.

KOMH- “Now you try on calling me baby like trying on clothes”

“Up on the roof with a school girl CRUSH/ drinking beer out of plastic CUPS/ say you fancy me, not fancy stuff/ baby all at once this is enough”

DWOHT- “So baby can we dance/ Oh through an avalanche”

“I’m a mess, but I’m the mess that you wanted”

“I knew there was no one in the world who could take it”

“I’d kiss you as the lights went out/ swayin as the room burned down/ hold you as the water rushes in/ if I could dance with you again”

Dress- “Inescapable, I’m not even gonna try/ and if I get burned/ at least we were electrified”

TIWWCHNT- “Therein lies the issue/ friends don’t try to trick you/ get you on the phone and mind twist you”

“Here’s to my maaaama/ had to listen to ALL THIS DRAMA”

“And here’s to you because forgiveness is a nice thing to d- HAHAHA I CANT EVEN SAY IT WITH A STRAIGHT FACE”

CIWYW- “And I know I make the same mistakes every time/ bridges burn, I never learn/ at least I did one thing right”

“Starry eyes sparking up my darkest night”

NYD- “Squeeze my hand three times in the back of the taxi/ I can tell that it’s gonna be a long road/ I’ll be there if you’re the toast of the town babe/ Or if you strike out and your comin home”

“Don’t read the last page/ But I stay, when you’re lost and I’m scared/ and you’re turning away”

“Please don’t ever become a stranger whose laugh I could recognize anywhere”

“You and me forevermore”

THE PIANO MUSIC FADING OUT AT THE END AS I DROWN IN A SEA OF MY OWN TEARS. ITS FINE. IM FINE.

[shattered-catalyst]

post 8 facts about your character 

tagged by @mypralaya

1. Catalyst abhors reality television and anything with judges. In fact a lot of television programs and commercials make him uncomfortable as they remind him of Mojoworld. Especially when there are multiple television monitors like in stores or in bars all playing different things.

2. I joke about the M*cdonalds being from Mojoworld thing but he seriously believes the association and the mere idea of going into one of them is terrifying for him. He also panics if he sees very very tall leggy people or the spineless ones skin tone anywhere. If he sees any of these things he will have nightmares that night.

3. He might be an earth power based mutant but he really loves the weather and the wind. Despite losing half of two toes to frostbite he still really loves winter and turns into a hyperactive small child when snow is forecasted. He bundles up and stands outside to ‘watch the clouds fall’ and catches snowflakes and jumps for them. He buries his hands in it and crunches it around.

 When it rains he sits outside in it  and lets it hit his face and loves every moment of it and if its particularly windy he stays outside until it dies down. The windiness is why he really wants a motorcycle.

4. Catalyst is fascinated by first aid and field medic. Although he is terrified of hospitals he is still entertaining the idea of receiving medical schooling. He wants to because people around him dont heal and it scares him they could get hurt and he wouldnt know how to help them.

5. He taught himself to sing in the kennels as a way to self soothe and cure boredom. He still does this now and sings along to grocery store music if he knows the songs. His favorite type of music is: anything.

6. This boy LOVES blankets and pillows and soft things. As he slowly gets used to them he starts hoarding them. it starts with a fuzzier sweater and it just cascades into so many blankets and pillows and stuffed animals around his room. Its such a novelty and he loves the contact from hugging stuffed animals. He normally buries under a pile of blankets and holds a stuffed animal while watching star trek. Surprisingly none make it into the closet he sleeps in because he doesnt want his sleep restricted (this will change once he gets more used to earth, and someone forces him to use a bed)

SPEAKING OF BEDS ill add this anyway because I thought of it and Im like that: 

He doesnt like beds because they’re open and hes not used to them. BUT if someone he trusts deeply sleeps in a bed he will sleep in the bed provided the other person is also sleeping in that bed.

7.He salvages dead plants or plant clippings that can be propagated and grows them in his room. At first he fails a lot but he talks to someone at the greenhouse and gets solid advice so hes starting to succeed. Hes very excited because when he wakes up from nightmares he can access the geoconnectivity and then he will have plants he can feel. This calms him down and slows the vibrating.

8. Cats mood and energy level are normally pretty even and neutral but if hes tired he becomes very easy to agitate and is prone to outbursts of yelling (but not violence more frustrated yelling at objects, bursts of energy and vibrations etc) he will normally pass out literally within a few minutes of the outburst when the adrenaline dies and he finds himself totally spent. 

The yelling,burst of energy, and irritation are a holdover from Mojoworld and are like a last ditch effort to survive (aka stay awake).

 A lot of his sleep behaviors and emotional responses have to do with mojoworld (so if youre rping with him very fresh from it he will be much much worse). He sleeps very stiffly in a curled ball but as he gets used to earth throughout the night he will sprawl and starfish out, returning to a defensive curl by the time he wakes up (another reason his nickname is Armadillo).

the stages of tired cat are as follows:

 sleepy- no changes

v.sleepy: activity level increases, nervous ticks appear

tired: always moving in some way: leg jiggling, pen twirling,  etc leans against things or uses supports like chairs or walls

fatigued: moving frequently and not sitting down or using supports may rub head

v. fatigued: energy level sky rockets, will busy self with task that requires constant attention no matter how weird mundane or tedious

drowsy: almost hyperactive but not talkative, constant movement and hyper alert, yawns often but tries to hide it, may become cranky while socializing and will try and isolate

exhausted: v.sassy and cranky while socializing, very blunt and vague,movements are rapid and forceful, isolates or shoves away social interaction, high levels of adrenaline, on edge, verbal outbursts of some sort (particularly if mojo-world is brought up), refusal to do anything but stand, swearing a lot

Its in the last stage once he has his verbal meltdown he will most likely pass out or wander away to pass out asleep. if he gets this tired he will sleep deeply for almost a full regular sleep cycle! <3

Also as he gets more accustomed to earth he actual starts to snore and sleep mumble <3

tagging: @juliansrichter @shakeitrictor @thecorteztwins (any muse) @calmtiides @avalanchiing @brightica

[ttransthirteen]

okay here we go! for sol: 8, 35, 19; for hernandez: 45, 5, 13; for jericho: 3,17, 24; for nikola: 40, 43, 50; for nix, 9, 22, 29, for scott: 3, 36, 27; for hero: 34, 18, 6; for lynx: 10, 26, 44!! sorry if that's too many!!

anon i have no idea how you know all these characters enough to send me specific ones for their names, but i want you to know this is the best thing that has happened to me in weeks and you are the absolute light of my life. if you believe in a higher power i wish you blessings and happiness for years to come. 

here we go!! (also this is so long im sorry, I tried to sort them if anybody is actually curious about any of them)

Sol- 

8. did they have pets as a child? as an adult? do they like animals?

Dani Solis, or just Sol to her coworkers, is a mechanic who never quite understood living things. she grew up in outer space and never really had the opportunity to have a pet, although the constant traveling meant she got to see a ridiculous variety of life. When she was a little girl, she would sometimes find a cockroach or other bug on the ship and catch it, keeping it and feeding it until it died. it was never a very satisfying experience, probably adding to her obsession with immortal machines. 

35. whats their guilty pleasure? what is their totally unguilty pleasure?

I’d call Eric her guilty pleasure. they would have ended up together if I hadn’t killed him off mid-breakdown. Most people live on a planet, but she doesn’t have one, so to her any sort of truly meaningful human connection is dangerous and off-limits. but she loves him deeply, although it scares her. Unguilty, I’d say shes kind of a hoarder. her bunk is full of knick-knacks from every corner of the explored universe. she spends pretty much her entire salary on it tbh

19. whats their least favorite genres? 

if this is about literature, she thinks fantasy is stupid. if it’s music, she loves rap and techno but has never really been able to tolerate slow guitar pieces about how beautiful planet life is. think space-age country. 

Hernandez-

45. How do other people see them? Is it similar to how they see themselves?

this is a big one for him. Captain Eric Hernandez is a trans man, so for a lot of his life yeah there was a massive difference. but after he transitioned, I would say the main difference would be that the people around him see him as cold, kind of scary. he’s not scary, he’s scared. he sees himself as small and weak, even after he straight up murdered his abuser and took his place as captain. His friends would say he is the strongest, bravest man they’ve ever known. They would be right.

5. Do they have any siblings? What’s their names? What is their relationship with them? Has their relationship changed since they were kids to adults?

He has two sisters and two brothers, I don’t know any of their names. He was very close with all of them and misses them every day. Since he ran away to avoid having to pretend to be a woman his whole life, and then murdered a guy, contacting any of them would have been massively dangerous. He couldn’t even tell any of them he was leaving because he wasn’t out to them. In the version of his story where he’s executed, they all get letters from Sol explaining everything. In the version where he lives, he sends the letters himself.

13. What is their least favorite food?

fish was never available to him as a kid, and he never acquired the taste. 

Jericho-

3. Did they have a good childhood? What are fond memories they have of it? What’s a bad memory? 

this isnt something i get to say about my ocs a lot, but he did. he had a lovely childhood. he grew up with a loving father in a huge, beautiful city where he was free to explore and learn to his hearts content. he has especially fond memories of wandering around the actual ground of the city where basically nobody ever goes, looking at bugs and mold and plants with his little junior scientist magnifying glass, looking them up on his computer-band. the worst ones were probably nights where his dad had to work and he was lonely in their apartment, bc those were the nights he wondered about his mom. 

17. Do they like to take photos? What do they like to take photos of? Selfies? What do they do with their photos?

He’ll take photographs of cool specimen, but mostly he carries a journal and prefers to take notes. he takes notes on absolutely everything and has boxes and boxes of old notebooks in his closet at home. 

24. What is their sleeping pattern like? Do they snore? What do they like to sleep on? A soft or hard mattress?

my boy jericho has very little trouble sleeping and is fine with the govt issues firm mattress. he is quiet and still and sleeps deeply. 

Ok! switching universes! these characters are completely disconnected from those three.

Nikola Tchaikova- 

40. Do they like energy drinks? Coffee? Sugary food? Or can they naturally stay awake and alert?

I’m not sure she’s ever even tried it. Nikola is a full blown alcoholic and anything that makes her feel more alert is probably not something she’s gonna enjoy. Her natural senses and awareness are absolutely through the roof, so it’s not something she really needs at all. She does like sweets though. Back when she had her family, her and her close companions use to sneak away sometimes and go out to the city for milkshakes and music, and those are probably her fondest memories. 

43. Are they religious? What do they think of religion? What do they think of religious people? What do they think of non religious people?

When she was a very young girl she might have worshipped the christian/jewish/muslim god, or at least attempted to. For a young shifter where she grew up, life was rough, and she would have had a hard time finding the meaning in it all. but later in life, after the war, the major religion worshipped shifters and obviously that was ridiculous to her, so she kind of looks down on the whole thing. She might still be a little envious of the purpose and comfort that the worshippers get and that is missing so much from her life, but one of the main gods in their pantheon is based on her kid brother’s best friend. its hard to take that seriously. (the idea is that there were 5 original all powerful shifters who made the real world ones. this is wrong. shifters were a science experiment gotten out of control, and Nikola knows that.)

50. If they could only take one bag of stuff somewhere with them: what would they pack? What do they consider their essentials?

She would pack her knife, which her long dead brother gave her about 1500 years ago. she would take the pendant she wears, which was symbolic of the leadership position she used to hold before the people she was leading were all killed. She has a photo collection that she says never looks at out of fear of the light ruining them. Her best friend made her some copies, but she doesn’t look at those either. I think it hurts her to see the faces of the people she misses. She has a small bag of things tucked into the back of her closet that she never, ever touches or looks at. After the massacre that took her family, Angelo (the only survivor, her best friend) went through the carnage and collected the possessions of their friends. Nikola helped him bury them, but she couldn’t stand to take their things. he gave them to her afterwards, and she’s only every managed to take them out and look at them when she’s so drunk she knows she won’t remember the next day. But she would never leave them behind.

Nix- 

9. Do animals like them? Do they get on well with animals?

Domenico “Nix” Tchaikova is Nikola’s son, so half-shifter. Shifters are, by necessity, a bit closer to nature than the rest of us, and even though he has almost no actual form changing abilities animals have always seemed to like him a bit more than his friends. He’s always assumed that it’s because of his prosthetic leg, that they realize he couldn’t chase them if he wanted to, but animals know things, and they can sense that he’s not quite the same as the other humans. 

22. What are their favorite insults to use? What do they insult people for? Or do they prefer to bitch behind someone’s back?

Nix would never insult someone behind their back- he has a temper, and if you piss him off he’s gonna confront you on the spot. His insults tend not to be physical. he might call you ugly if hes real mad, but hes much more likely to call you a coward or an idiot. He gets hit a lot for this. 

29. What do they do when they find out someone else’s fear? Do they tease them? Or get very over protective? 

No, he’d never tease someone for being genuinely afraid. He knows fear too well to try and use it against people. If somebody he cared about was afraid of something, he would plant his tiny self between them and whatever it was no matter what. hes used to being seen as small and weak and incapable, and its resulted in a stupidly brave boy who gets himself into trouble a lot because he doesnt know when to back down.

Scott-

3. Did they have a good childhood? What are fond memories they have of it? What’s a bad memory? 

My boy!!! This is another one of Nikola’s children, one of the triplets. if you just read her thing, you can probably guess that she wouldn’t be a very good mother. Angelo, his father, was always loving and supportive, but both of his parents were just sad people who weren’t really prepared to raise three children. They grew up in the century before the war broke out, in a political climate that feared and hated them, among countless news stories of people like them being murdered and hunted. but Nikola still managed to give them a reasonably normal childhood. She found a place to settle down, near enough to a city that they could socialize and explore but far enough away they they grew up in the woods and could explore their natural abilities without being hunted down by hate groups. 

He has a lot of good memories! pretty much all of them are him doing dumb shit with his siblings. they used to use their shifting to break into concerts or fly up to the roofs of tall buildings. 

As for bad ones. definitely most of his bad memories are on Nikola’s head. He was the shifter equivalent of about eight years old when he saw her kill somebody for the first time. she didn’t know he was there, but im not sure if knowing would have changed anything. she’s been on a very long, very complicated vengeance quest since before he was born. She had tracked somebody down, and he watched while she slowly cornered him. You could practically smell the terror coming off the man as she drew her blade, moving towards him as she spoke. He had never heard her talk about the deaths of her family before, and as she told her prey all about how she had come home to find her kid brother on the floor with his throat slit open, there was something in her voice that he would never forget for the rest of his life. then he watched his mother put a knife through the bottom of the man’s jaw into his brain. he saw the light go out of his eyes, and he saw the absolute emptiness in his mother’s when she turned around. He ran as fast as he could back to his siblings and cried, but never told them what he saw. 

36. What are they good at? What hobbies do they like? Can they sing?

He can sing!!! he has a voice like an angel and he loves to use it. he plays about twenty instruments- hes had a long time to learn- and he always carries at least one on him. he can use weaponry and is good at it, but doesnt enjoy it. 

27. What makes them sad? Do they cry regularly? Do they cry openly or hide it? What are they like they are sad?

He doesn’t cry often. He doesn’t care if his siblings see him cry- theyre all so close its like crying in private- but with other people he doesnt like it. He just gets quiet when he’s sad. He’s not the moodiest of his siblings(that title goes to Lynx) but they all inherited something from their parents that makes them quiet, serious people on the whole. He feels deeply and thinks about things. Hes bisexual. I know that doesn’t go here but its important. He cried after he slept with a man for the first time, not because he was upset with himself about the gay thing but because he’d let himself fall for a human. The boy’s name was Jacob, and he didn’t understand but tried to comfort him anyways because he cared about Scott. They dated for a while, but Scott couldn’t handle knowing he would age and die so quickly and broke it off. Jacob was 43 when he was killed in a bombing during the war. Funerals had stopped happening at that time, people unable to keep up with all the dead. But there were still graves, and Scott visited Jacob’s for years afterwards. 

Hero-

34. What is their body type? How tall are they? Do they like their body?

She looks a lot like her mom. about 5′7, muscular, strong features. She got her dads eyes though, the only one of her siblings to have them. Scott and Lynx and Nix all have Nikki’s distinctive golden-ringed brown. She likes her body fine, its a good and strong body. she likes that shes not the shortest of her siblings(lynx is tied and nix is smaller) but other than that she doesnt really care. 

18. What’s their favourite genre of: books, music, tv shows, films, video games and anything else

She was never much of a reader, and the only tv she ever got to see was when there was one on in a restaurant. She did enjoy films though, and her favorites were action. She got a certain something from Nikola that neither Scott or Lynx has, something kind of cold and fierce. Whatever it was that Scott saw in his mom’s eyes when she killed that man, exists in Hero too. Nix too, but less so. She would have liked video games a lot if she’d ever had the chance to really get into them.

6. What were they like at school? Did they enjoy it? Did they finish? What level of higher education did they reach? What subjects did they enjoy? Which did they hate?

She never went to school. Her father taught her to read and write, as well as everything he thought she needed to know about the world. She spent her childhood wandering with her siblings, and most things she needed to know she got from that. All three of them had been planning on going to college, but the war came before they got the chance. But I think if she’d gotten the chance she would have had an interest in something technical. Engineering or architecture maybe. 

Lynx-

10. Do they like children? Do children like them? Do they have or want any children? What would they be like as a parent? Or as a godparent/babysitter/ect?

God I love Lynx. He would never, ever become a parent, but I think he would be a good one. Out of all of her children, Lynx inherited the most of Nikola’s sadness. In non dramatic terms she gave him her tendencies towards mental illness and its something hes struggled with his whole life. His siblings are a wonderful support system but he knows that any child of his would struggle like he has, and he has so many unhappy memories of Nikola’s misery that he would be too afraid. But children do like him, and he likes them. He’s a fun, playful person when he’s feeling good, and is absolutely delighted to discover he has a little brother. obviously hes got the same terror of losing him, but he has pushed those feelings tf down. he just wants to enjoy their relationship while he can. hes a wonderful, sweet, caring boy whos full of love and good times, but too scared of himself to ever be a parent.

26. How do they act when they’re happy? Do they sing? Dance? Hum? Or do they hide their emotions? 

When he’s happy, everybody knows it. He is an absolute delight. he does dance, actually. when hes happy he does it more but also its just a thing hes good at and loves to do. humans who see it know theres something not quite natural about the way he moves, and hes beautiful to watch when hes using it to express joy. He has bright eyes and a smile that makes you feel like you are safe and loved and that everything in the entire world is gonna be ok. 

44. What is their favorite season? Type of weather? Are they good in the cold or the heat? What weather do they complain in the most? 

He loves any time of the year where it’s warm enough to wear skirts and loose, light shirts. The wintertime makes his depression worse, and a lot of years he and his siblings will head south to avoid it. but he loves warm breezes and cool nights by a fire, loves seeing the flowers in the spring and all the new baby animals. he isn’t at all a complainer, but when the weather is affecting him badly it’s easy to tell. he gets quiet, which is not something he is a lot.