#in like. uhhhhhh maybe 4 days

[suntails]

the general’s son

[moeblob]

oc doodle for @marshmelonii because this lad is a brick wall and one of his nicknames is Brick and how can I NOT love that

[anonymousgayrobot]

one of my favorite things about fallout 4 is that story component of ‘waking up in a new world’ that fantasy stories sometimes use, is completely flipped on it’s ass. Because there is no magic, it’s just the sheer brutality of war. There is nothing left of Sole’s past, and there’s no going back. And how they’re given an artificial model of the son they never watched grow up, and will never continue to see grow—it’s like a slap in the face to that sentiment. Killing Kellogg can surely avenge your spouse and the theft of your son, but there’s no real closure there. You can’t pursue vengeance on Vault Tec for experimenting on your family, or on the employees that left you in that pod to die because they’re already dead. The Sole Survivor is forced to come to terms that their world is gone forever, there is no return but you’re still alive; you can still form new connections, be capable of more than just revenge or hate, fall in love again, breathe the dusty air and grill some radioactive cow in the ruins of your old neighborhood, surrounded by new faces, new lives. It’s complete renewal. I know all of this sounds super obvious but as someone who’s had to deal with unclosed trauma and the passage of time, it HURTS so uniquely bad.

Also, to be more survivor-specific; I can’t imagine what either spouse could’ve felt in that scenario. Nate, being a former soldier who thought he could narrowly escape that carnage, only to be reminded of their reality as the familiar sound of vertibirds fly overhead. To helplessly watch his wife be murdered the same as his old comrade-in-arms after everything he did to keep them safe.

And for Nora, who probably spent each day worrying and stressing for her husband’s safety while he was deployed. Only to watch him be murdered helplessly trying to shield their son, unable to do anything once again. To have that sense of a permanent future be swiped from them and wrecked into oblivion.

And then in 210 years, be face to face with the son they don’t know and never knew at all, unable to be saved and the embodiment of guilt—older than their own selves and completely unrecognizable. The way their voices welled with emotion as they saw the synth version of their son, believing him to be real and begging for him to follow. They come all this way and for what? Realize their own child is the enemy? When they watch from that rooftop as the Institute explodes, everyone celebrates but does Sole? Do they want to question if it was worth it? I also like the addition of the Silver Shroud missions because maybe it offered a chance for Sole to reminisce, live within their old life for a minute and be human. And they seemed really happy about it too despite everything.

or maybe im just overly empathetic uhhhhhh

[dilydilydily-fe]

I had it translated by 　@charlesworthy　Reposting with permission ☺️

Page 1

It’s pretty rough when you suddenly have an extra childhood friend note: pre-established casphardt, but it’s about this →

page 2

← Thinks it’s unfair he gets the S Rank -- -- Thinks he’s up to something → Caspar: What the heck is up with these vibes?!

Page 3

Caspar: Uhm… Bunhardt: Give it back.

Caspar: Uhhhhhh… I-I… I GOTTA GO TRAIN!

Caspar: SEE YOU WHEN I’M DONE, LINHARDTS!

Sfx as Bunhardt puts his headband on: boioing Bunhardt: Running away, hm? Linhardt: Running away, hm?

Bunhardt: Well, I’m sleepy. Today’s not a good day for this, is it? Linhardt: (yawn) It seems like it… Goodnight… (and goodbye)

Linhardt: (Sleepy)

Linhardt: He’s following me.

Page 4

Linhardt: Hey, why are you following me? I can guess, but… Bunhardt: Ah, well… Both at once: Aren’t you/I heading somewhere I/you want to be? By Bunhardt: (sleepy…)

Bunhardt: Oh no, it seems you’ve expedited your inadvertent help by voicing the same thought. I was having trouble finding a nice spot… Linhardt: Hmm.

Bunhardt: In exchange, you can borrow my pillow. Sfx by linhardt: (lights up)

Linhardt: Well, since I can’t stop you… Are you looking for the perfect spot to nap, or where I keep the books I’m reading? Bunhardt: Nap. Linhardt: I figured as much, since I’m sleepy too. Alright, it’s this way.

Linhardt: Here we are,

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Linhardt: The Slacker’s Sacred Ground. You know what I mean.

Python: (You deserve a rest*) There’s two of you now? What the hell is he wearing?

Dwyer: (You deserve a rest…) [t/n: they’re using a japanese phrase commonly said when one leaves work to the people still working as a greeting. I tried to keep half of the joke.]

[ THE SLACKER’S SACRED GROUND Residents: Python, Dwyer, Linhardt ]

Bunhardt: yaawn Linhardt: Mind if I nap beside you? Python: Sure, sure, help yourself. Dwyer: Somehow there’s two of them today…

???: PYTHON!! ???: DWYER!! Python: Ugh… Dwyer: It never ends…

Page 6

Forsyth: Python! So I would find you here again! Get up! We must sally forth! [ Python’s legal guardian (true guardian): FORSYTH ] [ Dwyer’s legal guardian (father): JAKOB ] Jakob: Dwyer! Lord Kamui just said ‘I’d love a cup of coffee’! You must offer your exceptional brew at once!

Python: Ugh… Yeah, yeah… How did you ever get on without me… I’m coming. Dwyer: You came here just to tell me that? I’ll never understand you.

Python: Alright Linny, have a good nap for me, too.

Bunhardt: Is this ‘sacred ground’ always so noisy? Linhardt: Not usually.

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Linhardt: The only person who’d come looking for me is Caspar, and of course we know he’s not coming. (But maybe a cat will show up..?) Yaawn…

Bunhardt: That’s an interesting thing to say.

Bunhardt: Regardless, you may nap with this once. Linhardt: Oh, right, the promise… Thanks.

[ nighty night… ]

right cat: meoww bottom cat: moow

[ Time to get up ]

Page 8

Cat: Meooww Bunhardt: (Kitty…) It looks like we wake up at the same time, too. Linhardt: It looks like it… (Came to see me again, kitty?)

Linhardt: Say, I have something of a personal question to ask. Bunhardt: What is it? (Ugh, it’s stuck…) cat: Mew! Linhardt: (Again..?)

Linhardt: Do you recall how you got this?

Bunhardt: ….You want me to confess that on my own? (Isn’t that a bit unfair?) Linhardt: Well, if it’s so daunting, we can just say it at the same time. Bunhardt: Alright, alright. Both at once: ….A long time ago, some one tied it in my hair while I was sleeping, so I don’t really remember.

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Both: Yes, that’s right.

Bunhardt: Well then,

Bunhardt: Why is it that you’re always wearing it? Linhardt: Unfair. Let’s say it at the same time again.

Both: It’s simply because I think it was given to me by the most important person in my life.

Bunhardt: You know, it’s actually quite a valuable experience to be able to look at myself objectively. Linhardt: Agreed. Surprisingly, meeting you hasn’t been the worst--

Both: Look at myself objectively?!

Page 10

Both: Hey, would you mind taking off your clothes?!

Bunhardt: You already knew what I was going to say! I’ve always wanted to do a thorough examination of the Crest of Ceathleann! Sfx: boioioiong

Linhardt: Yes! We’ll both be the most cooperative research subject we’ve ever had!

[ translated from rightmost to left: ]

(Both:) Undress quickly!!

Your skin is so pretty. Well, so is mine.

Yes, yes, now turn around.

Pants too, I want to see behind the knee!

So this is what my back looks like…

Show me your neck, too!

Hey! You have a mole here.

After this, let’s head back to my room to do some tracing.

Excellent idea! At this rate, we'll get so much done!

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Caspar: Two Linhardts… I wonder if they’re still going at it… [ * like this ]

Forsyth: That performance was disappointing, Python! (Next time I won’t lose.) Python: Yeah, sure. Maybe when hell freezes over.

Python: Hey, Cas. Looking for your buddy? Caspar: Eh? Have you seen him? Python: Two of them, even.

Caspar: Yeah, exactly! I was kinda looking for them both… Did you catch them bickering?

Python: No? They seemed to be getting on fine. Sleepy as always, but that’s not out of the ordinary. (As always, I saw them the Slacker’s Sacred Ground) Caspar: Of course!

Caspar: Thanks for the info! Caspar: That’s such a big help! Python: Don’t mention it.

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COMPLETELY NAKED

cats: meow! Mew!

Caspar: I don’t get them at all…. Bottom left: fin

BONUS:

[ picture with the linhardts sleeping on caspar ] Thank you very very very much for reading!!! (Please add Caspar normally to feh)

[ picture with the two linhardts in mixed up clothes ] Lin & SpLin mixing up their clothes accidentally after a nap

[ picture with the two linhardts ] I’m happy to have Linhardt & Spring!Linhardt!

I thought it would be cute if 'Hevring’s Heir Linhardt' and 'Spring Snoozer Linhardt' competed over 'Summer Intensity Caspar'.

It was my first time drawing a manga spanning several pages, and I found it incredibly exhausting!

But it was also a lot of fun :)

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A huge thank you to @charlesworthy

[ardienothesieno]

OC Writing

idk im bored and procrastinating and the guys wont get out of my head

uhhhhhh tw mildly suggestive

lesbian robot and their cool girlfriend have a conversation and some not-so-cool shit happens

angst angst angst angst angst--

They were interrupted from their writing by the sudden entrance of someone into their chamber. They dismissed the screen hovering in front of them, spinning towards the access shaft to find--

"Hey Ash," Fireflies said, head poking out of the tunnel.

If Ashes from Above had been built with a mouth, they would be beaming. They slowly released the zero gravity in their chamber, gently lowering Fireflies to the floor, and brought their puppet in close. Fireflies laughed, grabbed the sides of Ash's face, and booped the tip of her mask against their forehead. "Morning, love."

Ash let out a giggle, and threw their arms around her. "You haven't come to visit for 4 cycles! I was starting to get worried." "Your overseers follow me constantly! You could have checked in any time." "I did!!" Ash huffed. "But you said you don't like being watched all the time, so I tried to leave you alone. Mostly."

They pulled away from the embrace, wheeling away to hover over Fireflies. "So what brings you to finally break your solitude?" They teased. "Ran out of groceries? Wanted to come lecture me on my lack of work as of late?" "Am I not allowed to just come talk to a friend?" "Friend??" Ash kneed Fireflies in the side of the face (gently) and spun away to a higher height. "We're just friends now, you say?" Fireflies laughed. "Sorry. Best friend." Ash scoffed, causing Fireflies to laugh even harder. "I'm sorry! I'm sorry! Best of best friends who is such a bestest best friend that I commit unthinkable karmic sins for them." "Better," they responded, looping around their mechanical arm in mid-air.

"But seriously, why today? I thought you usually took the first of the week to paint." "Um. Usually, yes. But, I, um... I... I'm just having a bad day."

Ash stopped spinning and immediately brought their puppet up to her, reaching behind her head to unclasp and gently lift off her intricate golden mask. Fireflies did look more tired then usual. Dark circles surrounded her drooping eyelids, and her lips were dry and cracked. Ash took her face in their hands, tenderly. "...Is this about Blanket?"

It had been a little over one year-cycle since the mass ascension, when their friend and Fireflies' cousin A Blanket, 32 Stitches per Row had ascended with the majority of society. Ash had tried to convince him to stay behind. They had tried to convince all of them to stay behind. Only 152 of their citizens had listened. Who had trusted in Ash's abilities to care for them after the collapse of society. And they were doing a mighty fine job, if they were to say for themself!

"I... Sort of. It's partially about Blanket, but there are some... some other things." "Do you want to talk about any of it?" Fireflies looked away, pursing her lips. "Maybe later." "Can I do anything, then? To make you feel better?" "Just... sit. And talk to me. Please?"

And so they did. They curled up with Fireflies in a corner of their chamber, Fireflies fidgeting with a pearl, Ash talking about everything that had happened in the past 4 cycles. They talked about their conversations with Lingering Fog and Smoke upon Droplets of Rain, their ongoing argument with East of Eden. They talked about how Calling Voids had been rambling about philosophy in the group channel, and how it had gotten so annoying they had to mute it. They talked about their remaining citizens, and all of the weird things that they had caught on their overseers.

"I've noticed some people acting a bit strange. Not noticeable enough to be a concern, but a good portion of my inhabitants have been... quieter, lately. Some of them have been visiting the temples more often. I know it's irrational... but I do worry that some of them intend to ascend sometime in the near future."

Fireflies tensed, hand curling around the pearl in her grasp. "I... will admit that there are... rumors." "Rumors?? Of people wishing to ascend????" "Yeah. Some... some people have been talking about how you don't have the resources to keep the colony going. That we need to ascend before it's too late and we all starve to death." "But that's nonsense!" Ash cried, sitting up straight, Fireflies sliding off of their lap with a grunt. "Did no one read my sustainability proposals?? I have solutions for all of that!! There are enough stores to last two and half year-cycles, and I have plans for when they run out! Purposed organisms, to hunt lizards and other wild creatures in lower altitudes! Factories that could be repurposed into greenhouses and mills! I have everything planned out, and backup plans for if those plans don't work!!" Fireflies grabbed Ash's hands, lowering them and squeezing gently. "I know, I know love, I'm sorry. I trust you. I know you'll keep us all safe. But not everyone has the same faith in you as I do." "I just don't... I've worked so hard..." "I know. I know. I'm so sorry. It's going to be okay." "Should I rewrite my proposals? Make them clearer, make my ideas more palatable? Make sure there's nothing I missed, that I can keep everyone happy and alive and safe and--" "Ash!" Fireflies grasped their hands tighter and yanked their attention to her face, her dark eyes, the small stripes on her snout. "Shhh. It's okay." There was a beat of silence. "Promise me," Ash whispered. "That even if everyone else leaves, that you won't. That you'll stay with me until you can't anymore." Fireflies paused. "I... okay. Yes. I- I won't leave you behind, Ash."

Ash stared at Fireflies before slowly nodding and slumping back against their arm. "Let's... talk about something else. Anything else." Fireflies whispered, snuggling up to Ash's shoulder. "Anything?" "Anything."

Ash thought for a second. "Um. I have a routine maintenance check today? My two remaining mechanics should be going through my structure around now, and will send me any repair orders that need to be executed in the future." "Mmmm. Anything else?" "My overseers have reported 72 yeek sightings over the past 20 cycles." Fireflies chuckled. "That is pretty random." "You said anything."

They laid there for several minutes in silence, enjoying each other's company. Quietly holding each other close. Ash received 17 alerts while they were lying there with Fireflies, of which they all ignored. The only thing more important then this moment would be something completely catastrophic, like a system failure. And the chances of that happening were so slim...

They were beginning to think that Fireflies had fallen asleep when her citizen drone beeped and she sat up with a start. They turned away as Fireflies opened her messages. One of the main rules of their relationship was privacy. Fireflies didn't want Ash peeking through her private conversations and files, and Ash didn't want Fireflies wandering through their memory complexes without permission.

"I. Um. P-probably have to go soon." Ash turned back to Fireflies, and noticed how panicked they looked from reading whatever message they had gotten. "Are you okay?" "Yeah. Uh- yeah. Just... have to go to a meeting. Sort of. It's... complicated. I don't know." Fireflies looked more and more stressed with each passing second. "...Alright. You should probably get going then." "No!! No, I- I have a few more minutes," Fireflies blurted, grabbing Ash's hands again. "...Besides, there's something else I want to do first." "Oh?"

Fireflies pressed her lips to Ash's face. "Oh..." Fireflies laughed, breathily, and wrapped her arms around Ash. "It's been too long since we did anything like this." "Agreed," Ash whispered, burying their hands in Fireflies' hair-tentacles and pulling her forehead against theirs.

Another alert popped up. They dismissed it.

Fireflies made a small noise and pulled Ash even closer, pressing them against her. Her breath was warm and fast on Ash's artificial skin as she frantically whispered, "I love you. I love you so much, Ash. I love--"

- - -

13 Fireflies Amongst Falling Leaves let out a sob as Ash's puppet went limp in her arms. As the chamber lights went out. As the structure around her shuddered and went silent.

She clutched the avatar of the person she loved as the machinery that made up that person deactivated. As the temperature around her started to drop. As Ashes from Above died.

And Fireflies cried.

Her sobs were broken minutes later by a hand on her shoulder. She looked up to see Hundreds of Birds Trapped in a Vortex, one of Ash's mechanics... and the ringleader of the shutdown.

Ash had been right in their suspicions. A good portion of people were worried, and wanted to ascend. Almost all of them did, at that point.

Many of the remaining citizens had spent the last hundred cycles working on raising their karma. Slowly packing things away, shutting down factories and machines, desperately trying to avoid Ash's notice. It would break their heart to see them all to leave, the ringleaders had said. It was kindest for them not to know, the ringleaders had said.

Fireflies was told to distract Ash while the mechanics shut down their systems. And here she was, Ash's puppet lying dead in her arms.

She would have stayed. If they hadn't made the decision to kill Ash when they left. She would have stayed with the iterator she loved until the day she died.

She had no choice, now.

"I'm sorry," Vortex whispered. "I'm so sorry, Fireflies. It was the kindest thing we could do." He grabbed her arm and pulled her to standing, Ash's body falling to the ground with a clang. "Come on, we should get going." "I-- but--" "They're in a better place now, Fireflies. Perhaps we will meet them again in the Great Beyond. Come along now." "W-wait."

Fireflies twisted out of his grasp and stumbled over to Ash's body. She knelt down and shakily removed her scarf, wrapping it around their neck. Their hands trembled as they reached up to slide Ash's metallic eyelids shut. She pressed one last kiss to their forehead, choking out a goodbye to unhearing sound sensors.

Fireflies stood back up and walked over to Vortex, who was standing by the main access door.

The rest of the city was waiting in the mines, ready to venture down to the golden ocean at the bottom of the world.

13 Fireflies Amongst Falling Leaves left the puppet chamber of Ashes from Above for the last time.

Goodbye, my love. I'll see you in the Great Beyond.

[theratisbackanditsinyourkitchen]

From the ask game:

26. Wild Card! A fun fact about the fic of your choice!

I have the entirety of ‘Swords Sails And the open sea’ planned out on a google doc. It’s incredibly deranged and hard to read. Some fun snippets from this doc are:

Lasko 100% didn’t sleep with Gavin cut that’s gay (he did)

Therapy sech maybe a kiss, we'll see how I feel.

I’m not strong enough for the character death tag ):

They cuddle and its ok. But its not, I’m a liar cus the next day they fall off the ship.

“omg you almost drowned r u cool?” And they be like “uhhhhhh”

Funny cut out to Gavin walking past (he locked them in the closet with caelums help cus I can)

Fl is like “wow were so cool for getting these people together but like Vega is still here” and caelum is like “yeah”

ima give that angst tag a run for its money ((::<<

Gavin walks in to see them breakin down in a not sexy way (don’t ask)

Anyway Gavin pulls up and they talk. And fuck.

Omg if this plane crashes and this is the thing people get to read they are gonna be very confused. (I was writing this all in a plane and the turbulence was AWFUL)

Gavin goes big fish aswell, its like a Pokémon battle in sword and shield lol.

“omg son! Look at you! Come to mommy and we can destr- I mean save the world!”

and he’s like “yeah I think the author gave my mom a redemption arch” and I was like “mayybbeee (((:”

fl is like “yuh, I got like 4 bfs now lol” and he’s like “omg slay!”

[to-spread-the-ministry]

4, 12, 25 and 30

4. Favourite drink?

I don't really know, I don't drink alcohol and if I drink anything else it's usually milk or water. But on the occasions I get it I do really like apple juice 😂

12. Your favourite music genres?

Oh boy this is going to be a mess. I listen to a little bit of everything, from country to accapella (even country accapella) all the way through 70's-90's rock and pop. I could even thrown in a bit of Five Finger Death Punch and Green Day depending on my mood. But I think my favorite has to be 80's through early 90's power ballads (and Meatloaf).

25. Are you a morning or a night person?

Night person 100% and I'm pretty sure I haven't seen a sunrise in nearly a year, because the few days I've been up early enough to see one it's been cloudy out. Now that I think about it I do kind of miss them though, maybe I'll try to see one soon!

30. What are your hobbies?

Uhhhhhh, living? With school and all (I'm taking a heavier load this year to graduate this spring) I haven't had much time to do a lot of hobbies. But I do enjoy reading (almost anything as long as it doesn't have romance or sex, yes, it's odd considering I read fanfic here but for some reason it doesn't sit well for me in a proper book) and I also like to draw floorplans! Also lately I've been attempting to teach myself bass tabs as I plan on getting an electric bass soon (because sadly a normal bass is impossible). I will be getting a proper double bass at some point but I'm going to need a LOT more money and also a bigger house so I have a feeling that particular hobby is going to have to wait for now. 🤣

[robertphilip]

ao3 game !

got tagged by @lumiereandcogsworth 💙

1. what rating do you write most of your fics under? I feel like it's probably general, but I use teen and up a lot too

2. what are your top 3 fandoms? *loud buzzer* I only write for one !! which is Enchanted. I have written for other movies in the past, but they're all gone now :]

3. what is the top character you write about? Robert ! apparently he's at 60, with Giselle coming in right behind at 55 💖

4. what are your top 3 pairings you write about? one pairing... robselle... 😪 and I've written one fic for Edward and Nancy, and I have a wip for Morgan and Tyson that I'll maybe finish one day. and for non-romantic pairs, I've written some Robert and Morgan stuff, as well as Giselle and Morgan. and ya know, Sofia makes her way into a few as well 💛 oh ! and I've written a couple for Robert and Edward, because their friendship is very funny to me 💚

5. what are your top 3 additional tags? romantic fluff, fluff without plott, and fluff [pretends to be shocked]

6. did any of this surprise you? no, not at all 💖

and I tag uhhhhhh @ihrtmichael @amaliabalash @dearreader and anyone else who writes !! I'm blanking on which mutuals also write fanfic right now, it's too early 😩

[emipotato]

Give me 5 art prompts for 5 days to break my inconsistent habits and I'll draw emmm (smt more abstract I suppose? Like nothing direct like person B holding person A's hand) 🦄🦄

Uhhhhhh

1. Everyday

2. Resting

3. Discomfort

4. Rot

5. Passion

Interpret as you will? Maybe I'll try something for this list too hfdybkvfhbh

[deathpowerphantomjester5110]

15 people, 15 questions

tagged by @please-dont-burn-out !

1.) Are you named after anyone?

heroes of olympus character

2.) When was the last time you cried?

3 days ago, watching Nimona

3.) Do you have kids?

Not right now but maybe someday!

4.) What sports do you play/have played?

I've never played a single sport except for volleyball/basketball in gym class

5.) Do you use sarcasm?

once in awhile

6.) What’s the first thing you notice about people?

I'm not sure, maybe their hair?

7.) What’s your eye colour?

daniel craig bloo <3

8.) Scary movies or happy endings?

I like both but probably scary movies

9.) Any talents?

drawing, singing, writing, acting

10.) Where were you born?

texas >:(((

11.) What are your hobbies?

writing, playing video games, uhhhhhh watching star trek

12.) Do you have any pets?

pitty pat (calico cat) and mary (tabby bobtail) :'))))

13.) How tall are you?

5'5 (165 cm)

14.) Favourite subject in school?

theatre, particularly the whole putting on performances part, not the "this is what this model of spotlight" part. I did enjoy reading plays though i haven't read a play in a whiiiiilllleee

15.) Dream job?

I would love to make real money writing or to be a professional actor

i dont really have 15 moots on tumblr so if youre regularly in my activity feed now is ur moment i love u:

@parkerharker @dj-neilio @limitedfucks @nissanvversa @slimelin @lady-tabris @inquisitorsnappy

[scuggyfangs]

Tagged by @ionosphere-relay . mwah Name: mars! Sexuality: hmmm i dunno! i think it changes from day to day? let's just say gray-asexual Dog or cat person: thats a tough question. i think cat person Current time: 7:02 PM Dream job: i dunno for sure but i would really like to do music for games Favourite animal: I DUNNO SOME KIND OF BUG maybe mantidflies Blog creation date: i think may 4 2023. i had a run on tumblr years ago, left because all my friends moved to twitter, and was very happy to return Reason for URL: i made my sona's mandibles look like fangs because i think its the cutest design feature of bug furries ever and i love them sm

Two mutuals I’d like to know more about (if they want): ough i feel awkward and rude tagging people but uhhhhhh i would like to tag ELLIOT and ADENATOR if they see this and feel like doing it

[cryptocism]

okay so uhhhhhh theory (??) for your too many thads fic (which is very cool so far by the way holy shit)

I think the character tree has a lot of significance it's almost definitely true that the "connections" between hexes in the circuit patterns are relations first two (one of which is definitely bart but idk the other, maybe pres. Thawne?) are connected to 2, 3, 4 3 is connected to 5, 6, he cloned them 7 connects back to 6, and 8+9 have connections to no other clone but instead to the bottom of the image (indicating CRAYDL)

but then after that I start wondering if there are other meanings also so here's a list of potential theories (some of which contradict each other) that make me sound like the charlie day conspiracy board meme - solid vs open dots indicate who's going to die and who's not (possible support: 4, 9, 7 (?) all have odd number of solid dots) - actually the death indicator is the placement: the ones who have connectors that seem to go straight off to the side (9, 7, 6, 5, 4) will die - number of connections mean something - solid vs open dots mean something in general (binary???) - direction (vaguely who the non-touching connectors point at) means something - double connectors (like the ones going left off 7) vs single connectors (like the one going left off 5) mean something

of course it could also just be "it looks cool" which if so Extremely Fair They Do Look Very Cool but overthinking is fun so uhhhhhhh here you go LOL

hope you have a great day!

first off i am beyond hyped that ppl care about this fic enough to make theories about it!!????! oh my god???? highest honour, truly

secondly I'll tell you that you are right on the money in regards to the connections between clones denoting who was made from who (or who was made by who). I've been calling it a Character Tree because it also functions as a "family tree" for all these losers

and I'll tell u for free that i didnt actually put a whole lot of thought into open/closed dots or the number of lines beyond the aesthetic, but damn now im wishing i had!!! thats such a smart breakdown it would've been an awesome place to hide a hidden message

[jeffgoldblumsmulletinthe90s]

I would also like to see 8, 9, and 10 from you

Sorry this took me so long, it's hard to answer asks on mobile, and I didn't use my laptop for like 3 days.

8. common fandom opinion that everyone is wrong about

Season 4 Steve Harrington was not getting any for a REASON. No one in fandom understands the unique problems of townie guys who have just graduated. They just CANNOT date girls who are still in high school, because that would make them total creeps. The girls who also graduated and are not going to be townies do not want to bang townies for a little while, because they are hoping to get college boys. The girls who are graduated and are townies are ALSO suffering from the first-year townie curse.

Also, honestly, he's desperate and trying too hard. It's cute! But it would not be cute if you were a 17 year old girl who just graduated.

Townie boys have a very banana-esque timeline.

Fear not, by Season 5, he's entered the banana bread stage of townie boy where he's the perfect guy to hook up with on breaks and vacations. Then, either you move, or the townie girls and the townie boys either die alone or hook-up. But honestly, usually townies get together in HIGH SCHOOL and stay together (on and off maybe) forever.

Source: You all do not even know the level of townie I am on out here in the Pacific.

9. worst part of canon

The American Jingoism.

10. worst part of fanon

On one hand, like I said in 8, you gotta let Steve be more of a loser. On the other hand, uhhhhhh... not like that.

You know what I mean?

But also, I get it, we love whump. The canon does not let us see the full impact of the physical and emotional damage done unto Steve Harrington.

I am also probably guilty of this, as I have been accused of writing very sad things. I didn't think they were that sad. But I don't think Steve is a particularly sad guy, though I do think he's kinda spinning his wheels and that probably comes out pretty sad when I write it.

11. worst blorboficiation

I used to ship Kylux, so I gotta say there's never been a blorbo that got blorbo'd like Kylo Ren. And Hux is like how I found out about the fandom ghost. So, like, yeah.

That sure was a thing that I experienced!

[babygirlspurgeon]

15 People 15 Questions

thank you @giveemgreef and @girlfriendline for the tag!!! 💖

1. are you named after anyone?

no but the line “Remember, like, a few years ago, every other boy was named Jason, and the girls were all named Brittany?” from the seminal classic animated movie Hercules is about me

2. when was the last time you cried?

i cry…… very easily to music when i’m feeling it so a few days ago with that. real crying? sometime in the last week over something very stupid (favorite tv show being stupid)

3. do you have kids?

no and the older i get the less i want any (i did help a lot my sister so i kinda already did it a bit ya know)

4. what sports do you play/have you played?

i played rec soccer from 8-15, tried gymnastics, ice skating, and volleyball as a kid too but dropped them after the first season bc I thought they were boring/was the oldest kid in the class and didn’t like that. also did a summer session of softball with people from work a decade ago (also didn’t like that)

5. do you use sarcasm?

i never use sarcasm i would never do that!!!! (said incredibly sarcastically!!! because no one can stop me!!!!)

6. what’s the first thing you notice about people?

idk height maybe?

7. what’s your eye color?

hazel

8. scary movies or happy endings?

i am a baby and refuse to watch anything remotely thrillery, let alone scary, so very happy endings

9. any talents?

uhhhhhh i can clap with each hand individually which is dumb but always hilarious to watch other people try to do

10. where were you born?

here in (not currently) minnesnowta

11. what are your hobbies?

photography, baking (when not exhausted from bakery job lmao), spending too much time on the internet, watching my hockey team emotionally devastate me, I do enjoy going for walks and I need to do that more for my brain, oh also can't forget them bracelets <3

12. do you have any pets?

not currently but i will share a random photo of my dog who i miss with my whole heart <3

13. how tall are you?

5’4ish

14. favorite subject in school?

math (not stats tho fuck stats) and biology!

15. dream job.

i do not dream of labor <3 my dream for my current job is to lose the customer service aspect of it so i can just make beautiful baked goods and pastries and then go home <3

i’ll tag anyone who hasn’t been tagged yet who hasn’t yet and also @amandaleveille @wildaboutmnhockey @emmowned @ninoniederreiter @letkirillfight

[motheatenscarf]

Alright, jokes about my own predictability and the flat circle that is time aside, here are my thoughts about this last stretch of Shadowbringers.

I've been informed that these ancient beings have been dubbed "ween woons" by the fandom and I... genuinely, unironically, wholeheartedly love it. I'd just been calling them the Mr. Burns Aliens, but no, they're ween woons. They go ween woon with their creepy lanky swaying and they say ween woon with their haunting vocalizations.

It's pokemon rules, THAT'S a ween woon

In fact, that particular ween woon, uhhhhhh, is a.) self aware and b.) recognized my character.

I'd already figured out that Ardbert was likely your character's reflection here in the First, you both being shards of the same soul. Fits in with my theory that the echo in Warriors of Light is just, like, people who swore themselves to Hydalen the way Ascians did to Zodiark. Also, Ardbert looks identical to John Final Fantasy from all the cinematics and shit (which I did finally watch, to no one's surprise, I like the Heavensward one best), so yeah, that helped solidify that theory. Nice to have it confirmed.

This ween woon called Talia his "new old friend," and also described themself as "close friends" with Emet Selch, and Emet then ALSO recognized Talia once Ardbert did the fusion-ha dance to help stabilize her, with a "No... it CAN'T be," kind of shock to the recognition. So that's got some potential to be juicy "We were friends in another life" drama, peel it and feed it to me like GRAPES, I love it. ESPECIALLY if my theory is correct and that your old soul was one of the ancients who disagreed with the plan to sacrifice 3/4 of the population to Zodiark.

Also, yeah, it makes sense that the Ascians' plans will be to sacrifice everyone who survives 6 more fucking Calamities and trade that life to restore the ancients they lost. Otherwise, there would be people like Zaris, who think that they should go along with the Ascian's plans and allow the rejoinings to occur to become stronger themselves.

I also love the implication that their calamity, their "Final Days" was uh, just their own power to manifest their thoughts into reality turned foul. They didn't seem to have much reverence for individuality, to the point they wear cloaks and masks and share everything with everyone, spending days at a time discussing topics. They're beings of thought, not action. So if one of them, god forbid, has depression, and starts Thinking The Morbid Thoughts as any being with awareness is prone to do, that's gonna spread like... well, fire.

It is VERY interesting to me that Emet was earnest in his assertions that he wanted to see what would happen with the Scions and the WoL in particular because he is, I think, just looking to REST. He's lived "a thousand-thousand lives" and continually found humanity (for want of a better word) wanting. He does not feel like he can entrust the world and whatever disaster befell it to the hands of beings so flawed and myopic. That's why he needs the Exarch to go back in time and try to undo this MESS that is the world's shattering, because he doesn't think anyone but his people are up to the task of securing their legacy, of protecting the world. The people whom he mourns so freshly after what must be tens of thousands of years that he creates a city of shades just to feel the hollow familiarity of it. He straight up asks, "You think yourselves our equals? You think yourselves worthy to be stewards of this star? You think if you were threatened with a crisis like THIS that half your people would gladly sacrifice themselves to save the other?"

I'm really hoping it all comes back to Alphinaud's revelation back in Heavensward; no cause is ever worth sacrificing the people we love. We fight to SAVE them. Maybe we fail, maybe we lose, but at no point along the journey does forsaking the person beside you become an acceptable path forward. The good of the whole is worth nothing if it does not still value and treasure the good of the one. That's the mission statement. That's the thesis.

[bloodystray]

:cherry_blossom::love_letter::palm_tree:

🌸: ohhh gosh thats hard. probably.... i dunno >///< i cant really remember anything off the top ofnmy head, an itd feel embarassing repeatin them anyways,,,, 👉👈 most of what vaguely comes to mind is stuff my wife said to me but too long ago to quite remember

💌: sometimes! mostly just silly things, total nonsense, and songs sometimes

🌴: i mean.... the obvious answer is a knife (or, if you wanna be a smartass, a satellite phone/a raft/whatevs) but lets be real id die in like 3 or 4 days anyways so uhhhhhh fuck idk! flare gun. maybe.