#justt to be safe

[marblebagcollective]

there was a drawing prompt to draw ctommy killing cdream with a rock

[macabremoons]

Why yes, @softvampirewhump, I shall.

It's the blasted "are the curtains blue because it's a message or because they are just blue" conflict. Because many people were FORCED to make meaning in story where there was none in school, they saw the flaw of thinking that everything in a story had deep meaning. Perhaps these people would go on to become authors and learn that writing is just a ruse of competency, leaving room for mere happenstance.

Thus creating the firm statement that the curtains are ALWAYS just blue.

But then, this generation grows older with this mindset and another generation, perhaps not released to the horror of having to write an essay on something they do not believe in, gets to have their own fun with analysis. They see the previous statement, and grow to have issues with it. This could also be due to a more fanfiction background since fanfiction is media where it is so much easier to add double meanings to things because there is an established base ground. You don't have to tell the reader what the main character looks like, the setting, or characters' personality, so you can explore much more interconnected prose.

Thus creating the firm statement that, no, the curtains ALWAYS have a deeper meaning.

Wait, but both sides have good points. What's the right answer? Neither. If the curtains never had deeper meanings, then media such as ARGs wouldn't work. That being said, you can't force someone to see meaning where there is none. Instead of letting kids in literature class draw their own conclusions from books that are good analysis (Metamorphosis by Franz Kafka is a great example of this. There is obvious Something being said, and being tasked with putting to words your thoughts could be very fun!) they hold the kids' hands and force them to write about conclusions that the teacher's have come to.

This is not analytical thinking because you aren't thinking. You're bullshitting. People pleasing. Trying to get a good grade and get your homework over with. You aren't engaging with the text, so the curtains being blue for ANY REASON, even if the reason is Just Because, isn't something you are putting thought to.

The answer is Schrodinger's Curtains. Sometimes you will deduce that it is nothing, other times you will find a clue the author left for you. To say that thinking the curtains is blue for a reason is overthinking discourages thinking. To say that the curtains are always blue for a reason also discourages thinking. There is no blanket answer because every piece of media is so vastly different. Different genres and different stories will require different levels of engagement. A cheesy romance isn't telling you that the main character's car is going to get hit because she wore yellow that day and the car that hits her is also yellow, but a character who always wears bright colors wearing black in a mystery novel might be suspicious!

TD;LR: BOOOO the education system sucks. sorry to y'all

But this is a trend with EVERYTHING. Everything is counterculture. We are in our "said isn't dead, you idiot" phase of the world, but eventually too many books are going to overuse said, we'll go back to "said is dead," and then people with oppose it, and it'll back and forth again and again until the sun explodes. This is why nuance matters.

it's interesting to see what parts of media consumption and analysis have been ruined by the education system. a constant, bitter back and forth with teaching of the past that were flawed.

[oceanlandworld]

im trying to get more used to going braless in public cuz frankly if im not walking a ton and am just Existing Outside its easier and comfier to justt not bother. Especially if im with other trans people

I get nervous sometimes abt people being weird to me but im relatively safe doing it and i think we should normalize it anyways.... my dysphoria is very socially rooted and i would rather challenge it head on than do stuff that i find tiresome and uncomfortable bc it slightly alleviates it

Sometimes we still like binding but tbh at this point we kind of prefer not binding bc it makes people less likely to read us as a cis man which is obviously not the goal of most transmasc people but im #notlikeotherpeople

anyways it feels good also just like existing in public spaces like grocery stores and libraries etc without trying to pass as a binary gender bc even if people are confused or uncomfortable with me they cant really do anything besides be rude to me. And that hasnt even really happened to me yet altho im kind of Preparing myself

when i was first exploring my gender as a teen i got harassed a lot by random cis people but truly i havent experienced that since moving back here which is kinda wild. But also we live in a city with a lot of trans people so maybe that helps

[possuminnit]

I AM GOING TO HAVE SO MUCH FUN!!!! I AM NOT DRESSINY FOR THE WEATHER BUT INSTEAD CUNT PURPOSES (LUTERALLY WEARING LEATHER PANTS AND A LONGSLEVE IN LIKE. 80° WEATHER !!!!)

HONESTLY... SO REAL OF U!! justt dont like get heat stroke thank u be safe HEART!!

[let-it-all-out7]

this is gonna be a long one, i’m mostly typing all this out so i can process it cuz i’ve been in shock almost all day

I live in LA. Tuesday night my dad was extremely stressed and rushed to my grandparents house, leaving me alone with my (very young disabled) brother. I’m used to being alone watching him for short periods of time since he’s fairly low maintenance but i usually have some time beforehand.

All i knew at the time was there was a fire in their area, and there were strong winds, but i assumed it was fairly small and avoidable. He comes back even more frazzled with my grandparents and their dog. They stay the night and i think everything is gonna blow over by tmrw

Cut to this (Wednesday) morning, i get woken up by my dad telling me we have to leave as soon as possible, and to grab a few days worth of clothes and anything SUPER sentimental. The smoke is so thick in the sky i genuinely think it’s afternoon (i have a shitty sleep schedule) but no, it’s 9am.

I’m trying not to break down, because i’m the big brother yk? if im stressed my little brother will sense it and everything will go even more downhill

I’m trying not to bug my dad as much as i can, and because of that i start spiralling and come to the conclusion that he won’t let me bring my pet rats because he’s allergic and there’s a dog in the car and the travel cage is too small ect ect

we get in the car and start driving. I’m sandwiched between my brothers car seat, suitcases, and my grandma. It’s extremely uncomfortable but i put up with it.

My mom has been taking care of my great grandma in [place away from fire] since new years. She’s my main emotional support. whenever things get really rough she’s the first person i come to. and she’s not there. insert abandonment issues going haywire

after half an hour of driving we get to my grandparents house because my grandpa needs to get his insulin. apparently the fire wasn’t “justt near them”, part of their shrubbery in their yard had caught fire from the embers. it was dark and they couldn’t see where the hose was, and they nearly didn’t put it out.

They make lunch while my phone is ringing every ten minutes with evacuation notices, definitely not helping my stress.

we get back in the car eventually. I sleep the entire 2-3 hour drive. i don’t think i would’ve made it without crying if i didn’t. meanwhile the entire time my brother is screaming in my face and my grandma is talking politics and- it’s just. a lot.

We get to the hotel. We’re safe now. We meet up with my mom. They go to a restaurant while i watch the dog. Everything starts crashing down on me emotionally

i tell my mom abt leaving the rats and bird behind and how i’m worried for them and i finally break down crying, meanwhile my dad is on an important call so i’m trying my best not to make too much noise. My mom both consoles and also scolds me for not texting her about bringing the pets.

our house isn’t in any immediate danger, we mostly evacuated because the air quality was horrendous and my whole family has breathing issues

it’s 3:15-ish am now and i’ve been silently sobbing trying not to wake anyone up for the past half an hour ish. I’m so fucking tired and im so fucking scared

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[prometheusinitiative]

Chapter 3 Intermission | Crossroads

Hinrik's domain does not hold you for very long. Timorous, tentative, it needs time to recuperate.

And without the shadow of that ancient thing smothering you any longer...

... you fall-- though falling is not quite the right description for your suspension in the realm of cognition. It is everywhere and yet it is not. It is not a place. It is not a time. It is nowhere.

Until you land suddenly in a somewhere.

It is a crossroads-- unlike before, it is both a time that is a place and a place that is a time.

Grass burgeons up over wet dirt strongly smelling of a recent rain. Trees shore up against the path, and in the distance one can hear the faint sounds of a city- of an ocean- of a market- of a forest. It is brimming with life, brighter than day, softer than night.

It is peaceful.

It is safe.

"You... ar-re so near-r. You are doing perfect-t-tly."

It's not quite a voice you hear, urging you on. It's the thousand whispers of leaves being caressed by the wind. It's the warmth of the sun baking off the dust of the road. It's the damp of the blades of grass broken beneath your feet. Somehow, it speaks to you in a thousand sounds and scents and feelings.

"Justt a little further... Then..."

You feel it sharp in the back between your shoulder blades-- like a thread is tethered there. Then along that thread, something powerful slams into you.

Is that...

... you?

Your domain rushes back to you like water rushing in to fill a void, and you are overwhelmed with the feeling of you. You feel so alive. So complete. So... close.

You were so close... but to what?

You wake up in the courtyard of the tower feeling homesick, but hopeful.

We are now in INTERMISSION! It will be a little less than a week before the start of Normdays for Chapter 4 on April 30th, 7PM CST. You are free to wrap up any rogue Chapter 4 threads, as well as take on brief Intermission threads, if you would like!

Change, Perpetually...

It seems like the Tower is still recovering from all of the damage it's suffered in the past few weeks. The floors and rooms seem to be prone to rearranging themselves, or disappearing altogether.

If there's any keepsakes, items, or tools your characters would like to hold on to, best to keep them in the LIVING QUARTERS or the GROUND FLOOR.

If there's any materials, tools, etc that you'd like to keep for Chapter 4, just let me know in your planning channel and we can confirm that your character has secured those resources before access to the floors disappear.

Surprise! It's You!

With the return of your domains, it seems like everyone understands a little better the thing they only missed when it was gone.

Starting Chapter 4, everyone will be considered a cipher. More information will come when Chapter 4 starts proper!

Also, this is the final call for CASING VOLUNTEERS! Our casers are pretty much set, but we're open to accessory or motive (as in, the motive is caused by you rather than the casers) volunteers! Message me in your private channels if you would like to volunteer, and specify any roles you think your character might take. Thanks!

[bottomvalerius]

really like the idea of Damien fake gagging at something, only to then actually throw up a wad of ecto-goop and having to scurry out the room cause he’s embarrassed

[n0chanxes]

Leaves and branches parted to let in the sage a few seconds before his guardian friend had even spoke, and god that would always make him smile. It was just a little.. thing, a little sign that both the man before him and the life all around him felt the same kind of safe. It was an unspoken, inherent sort of agreement, a peace he'd never get tired of feeling or being a part of.

It was no wonder why he stepped in with a soft smile and a gentle, thankful hand that gave the thrumming walls a gentle pat. All the while, he listened, as he always had; to his friend, to the trees and the winds and the odd little jingle of his chains as he stepped into the shelter and paused.

"...A Hex?" Hearing those words alone gave the blonde pause, but hearing those words and looking down at the slender form all but kitten-curled against the guardian had brows knitting. Eyes scanned over the figure, those markings, the bandages...and the curious way even the blades of grass... bent ever so slightly in the strangers direction. But he was getting ahead of himself in too many ways, and had to shake his head to get it back on his shoulders straight.

"I've...heard of the fae going out on hunts, even outside of the sanctioned hunting grounds. It does happen, more than any of us would like but..." Brows knit again, arms crossing over his chest as Solaris leaned back against the nearest wall, head shaking once more as he looked over the younger. "A hex just for a hunt? Even for somebody in their Alter doesn't make sense. That's overkill even by Earthen realm standards..." Another pause, this one with closed, glowing eyes, and a deep breath, and followed with a nod. Solaris carefully made his way over, looking over the frame, the blood, the blades of grass, and Namu's hands.

"Well first thing's first. He's okay, in the clear, and on the road to recovery. Our next order of business if finding the ones who harmed him." Chains chimed softly as he nodded towards Namu's hands. "If that's this little one's blood, there's a good chance there are still traces of that hex in it. Which means I should be able to use that dried blood and the forest's blessing to skry for the fae who cast it in the first place and----"

Solaris didn't mean or plan to pause here. But when the young one curled closer to his friend with a context sigh, and a tail, his tail faded into few and curled close as well?... Suffice to say, the Sage was caught of guard. Alters came in all shapes and sizes, but one thing was common. It was one or the other. Characteristcs of Alters didn't conicide with oneanother. That justt...wasn't how that.... worked..

".....That's a first."

For all that Namu hadn't planned to remain in the shelter with Hymnis, wanting to stay at watch outside and allow the other some peace, he found that when the little fox curled into him and drifted off, he didn't want to be anywhere else. Not a single other place in the world felt more important right now. With a gentle smile on his lips, his fingers brushed over the other's hair, eyes taking in what they could at the angle.

It was a peaceful handful of moments, disturbed only when he felt the forest rustling in... excitement? Comfort? A friend approaching, then.

He looked up when he heard the leaves move, not at all concerned because the forest wasn't, and his lips immediately settled into a warm smile at the sight of a friend indeed.

"Solaris, hello..." he greeted, making a motion for him to come in if he chose to. There was no threat here, he knew. Would always know. And in truth, it was nice to have someone else there that might be able to help him navigate this entirely new and unusual situation. "Come in, please. Everything is alright now..." he nodded, voice soft as he looked down at the figure curled up against him.

"It seems that some light fae rogues felt it was appropriate to hunt this little one in his alter form. The cutest little fox I've ever seen, and they hexed him. I think I managed to reverse it, and he's getting stronger by the moment, but he's hurt. But I think the threat is gone, at least. For now. But there will have to be consequences..."

[heartslobbf]

so much shiv slander and for what. bestie had ceo ripped off her, was given a chance to like Do Something again and feel valued and after all her like meticulous preparation (which is obviously paying off since people generally see her as ‘the nice one’) kendall humiliates her publicly! and logan gives her shit!! she’s legitimately trying and sure what she’s trying to do sucks but it’s not like she’s a malevolent cow, she’s just. she’s under-appreciated and valued whilst simultaneously having like every expectation ever placed upon her

[raggedy-dxctor]

Fake dating Bruce Wayne

(and clearly being very obviously infatuated with eachother)

pairing(s): battinson!bruce wayne x gn!reader

warnings: cliche fake dating into an actual romantic relationship

i feel like he originally proposed it from a genuine place of love. he wanted to be with you and call you his, but couldn't see himself being good enough for you because he would be too busy with the bat side of his life or because he would struggle with showing affection, resulting in him often coming across as cold and uncaring.

he definitely suprises himself though with how quickly he adapts to being in a relationship with you. like he's figured out your boundaries and your mutual favourite things to do very quickly

he's so confusing though, honestly like one day the relationship is just for show and mutual benefit and the next he's showering you with gifts and professing his genuine care for you

he never lets you down though, plans for dates always went ahead, even if they had to be rescheduled for some reason, and if they were rescheduled, he made sure to amp up the quality and make it even better than promised. (often the rescheduling was bat related, not that you knew that yet)

it's probably dawned on you many times that he's way too caring and affectionate (on those certain days) for it to just be a fake relationship to him

spoils you with gifts all the time, no matter how much you beg him not to he'll show up at your door with a large teddy bear and boquet of flowers, muttering something about it being alfred's idea (to which the said loyal friend swore he had absolutely no part in)

speaking of alfred, i just know he's your number one supporter. he's known it's a fake relationship since day one, but he always catches both of your lingering stares, longing eyes and slight blushes when the other is around

after a year it's no secret to everyone but the two of you that you had both genuinely fallen hard for eachother

you just both accidentally fall into the habit of saying things that were originally just to gain the public eye and convince them

bruce starts calling "bye, love you!" as he rushes out the door, only to freeze in the door way and audibly gulp, bolting out the door seconds later and leaving you alone with your mouth agape. safe to say alfred got a lot of panicked rambling from both sides that day

after bruce accidentally does it few more times, you kinda both just get used to it and even expect it, adipting more coupley tendencies along with it. like bruce no longer blames the spontaneous gifts on alfred, but instead accepts entire responsibility.

he's also recently found that he has a strong love for holding your hand or lying his head on your shoulder

tells you about the bat about a year in, it kinda just comes naturally because you're starting to feel like his real romantic partner, not just an accomplice im a publicity stunt

everyone that knew about it being fake has just kinda brushed it aside by now because what reasin was there to keep the act up for this long besides javing a genuine romantic connection?

everyone's noted the change in bruce too, he's still reserved and quiet, but it's very evident that he's not as moody or reserved anymore

he does get upset at the narrative that his love for you is fake very often, but it's nowhere near enough to convince him too confess

he genuinely confesses to you on one of your date nights, he's being followed by all sorts of journalists that're hounding him with tons of questions, including about you

"mr wayne! many critics have pointed out the flaws in your relationship with mx l/n, what do you have to say about that and are you really in love with them?" he justt kinda snaps and spins around, glaring at them angrily as they shrink back. "nothing about my love for them is fake. every word i say in private or public, every compliment i pay them on live tv is one thousand percent true" he snaps, slightly annoyed at himself for giving them what they want as they all thank him and scatter, clearly realising they've pushed him to the edge. "you... love me?" he literally freezes and slowly spins around, his throat going dry as he pales. all he can do is just meet your eyes and nod, a weak smile on his face as he searches your face for answers. the answers are given moment later when you kiss him and grin "i love you too, bruce"

after that day, everything is so much different but exactly the same at the same time. bruce and you are closer together than ever, emotionally and physically, often refusing to leave eachother's side for days, the onot exception being when bruce goes on patrols around gotham as the batman

[wednesdaynn]

Cw: cheating. innocence kink? (Sorta, def a blink and you’ll miss)

You know what I’m currently thinking of is being the girlfriend of any of the modern!marauders and being a homebody type...

Staying at home with them cuddled up in comfortable silence with a book and a cup of tea. Fireplace in front of the sofa with 20 blankets. Always ordering food and cooking yourself, dates in your backyard, and leaving parties and outings with friends after an hour of being there. And being the shy type, barely speaking to their friends and constantly curling in on them.

But one night you guys are at one of their houses having a game night or smth, and the girls want to get to know you better so they invite you out to go clubbing or smth with them. And you’re politely declining, always being sweet and trying not to hurt their feelings. Because you really do like them, but it’s not your scene. And they make you extremely nervous.

But your boyfriend would love for you to go because they’re his friends and would love for you to be closer to them because he knows you like them, you’re just to shy to try and be friends. So you’re like “sure, why not.” With a sweet smile on your face.

And so the girls invite you over to marlenes place or smth and you guys all get ready together, and they’re dancing in their underwear and singing and doing each other’s makeup. And you’re just watching from the sidelines loving how close they are and they would try to get you to join them. Pulling the best puppy eyes they can and calling you all sorts of sweet names... and you’re like “omg omg omg” because hot women.

And they start pulling out dresses to wear for you and dolling you up in makeup, and your hair gets styled. And the compliments just keep coming.

“You look so fucking hot in that dress!” And dorcas adding on to it “it makes your tits look great.”

And lily just standing behind you ghosting her hand over you waist and nosing at you neck completely intoxicated by your scent. Leaving soft, open mouthed kisses along your neck and jaw. Careful not to make any marks, because at the end of the night you still have to back to your boyfriend.

Safe to say you girls never make it to the club, and you glad to make new friends, that understand you so well. While your boyfriend lives unaware, justt happy that his girlfriend is finally close to his best friends

[thursdaygrl]

If she weren't already scowling, Arden's rhetorical, teasing question certainly would have produced one. "You wish I would... you... ugh." She'd had a perfect retort in mind that quickly fizzled to dust in her drunk brain, prompting a pout. Mention of the table dancing routine she'd showed off to a group of people who hardly deserved to see it gave her pause as she clutched onto Arden reluctantly. "It wasn't for you. It wasn't for anyone. 'Cept maybe me." She complained, though her head was tilted down, watching her feet to make sure she didn't trip over in her chunky boots. The little heel on them suddenly felt a lot taller than it had when she first put them on earlier that night. "Fuck you, I'll hit my head if I want to. I'm an independent woman." She muttered her protests, reaching out to the car for balance as Arden retrieved her keys. Despite how drunk she was, she had no intention of protesting so much that she would make her own way home, though it was certainly tempting. She could justt imagine where she would end up trying to do that. As the car was unlocked, she rushed to open the passenger side door before Arden could, stumbling into it. "I'm good!" She pulled the door shut and then did her seatbelt, waiting for the other to enter the car and turn it on so she could fiddle with the radio, looking for something her style. "How do I know you didn't have anything to drink? Are you really safe to drive? 'Cause if you drive us into a tree and I become one of those drunk driving PSAs I'll be so pissed." She eyed her suspiciously, finally finding a station she liked. "Ugh, I love this song."

In what could’ve been an irony aimed directly at Arden’s plans, the night presented itself exactly as a date should. Streetlights illuminated their way, the sky was dark whilst the moon shone brightly above them, and there was no one else around, thanks to the guests that were too busy finding an empty room in the house or trying to get an Uber. So, normally, this was the part of the evening where she’d charm her way under someone’s panties, pressing them against her car for a kiss, muttering how her place suddenly seemed extraordinarily close. Instead, all she could do was allow an almost mean laugh to bloom from her chest. Of course Sabrina would complain about receiving help even after drinking what she assumed was half of the booze in the entire party—shit, maybe the entire city. That or she was just a real lightweight. The shorter girl moved just to prove her point, loosening her grip on the other’s body for the second it took for her to discover her complete lack of balance. It was alright, though; Arden wouldn’t let her fall. “What is it, Brina? Did you swallow a fuckin’ thesaurus?” She hadn’t heard the word stinky since kindergarten, and that much was clear in her smirk. “You’re lucky you did such a number dancing on that table; otherwise, my feelings might’ve been a little bruised.” Perhaps she should’ve saved that sort of teasing for a moment when Sabrina was sober, but it was hard to stop thinking about it. Not everyday Miss I-hate-everyone-but-human-rights-protestors decided to gift everyone with a free show. It had been adorable, considering how plastered she was. “C’mon, you just have to work with me, and I’ll get you home. Please, don’t hit your head.” Arden offered once they made it to the car, taking the keys out of her pocket.

[bwoahtastic]

Seb with his hands full. Lol

KSKEKSKS SCREAMINGGG

Justt pllss!! Little chonqy Mick is clearly in the middle of telling Seb a story about his lil ball toy sjdkdk cute little snuggle pup😭

And nngg Lando falling asleep hugging momma's leg?? A classic honestly skdkdkd especially with momma's tail around him Lando would feel so safe even if its not the most comfy position!

And yuki trying to EAT his momma's leg skdkdk someone give the little foxy some fruit!! Pls he probs just wants cuddles too🥺

I LOVE THESE LITTLE CHONQIES SO MUCH AAH PLS YOU OUTDID YOURSELF THANK YOU SO SO MUCH ILY

[lilac--sun]

Slowly coming out of writes block :)

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Nightmare sometimes has nightmares himself and he hates it when he can't control them and it usually just consists of the apple incident or one of his boys dying, he's usually in a bad mood the day after

Ink and Error definitely have the power to travel across the multiverse but it's very hard to due and they have to be extremely careful when doing it, very easy to get stuck in a different multiverse

Lust uses Nightmares castle as a safe space when someone crosses a boundary, the gang will unleash hell on said person

Once Error was alright with the gangs touch, he didn't say anything and he just joined in a cuddle pile one day and everyone was shocked but extremely happy, he got tones of cuddles after that

Fresh was traveling AUs trying to find something to do and he found Nightmare hurt and unable to portal back to his castle so fresh offered to do it, Nightmare was slightly embarrassed walking into the castle holding onto Fresh, since then Fresh has been welcome to the castle anytime and he literally shows up at complete random time *‼️fresh poof‼️* "Hey bros!" *Que the entire gang screaming*

Nightmare is RICH rich, he doesn't disclose how he got all of the money because it's most likely stolen money. He also prides himself on being very neat and conscious about how he holds himself in conversation

Error is the complete opposite, he doesn't give two shits what people think of him and wears the same clothes everyday and unless the life of his friends are threatened he acts like a teenager being rebellious

Killer has a soft spot for dogs and he loves to play fetch with them so whenever he sees a puppy he gets all mushy

(I kinda love Geno, Error and Fresh being brothers idk why it's just fun to write)

Geno and Reaper were visiting the castle and when Geno saw Error, who at the time had been pretty beaten up by Ink and he flipped out "HeYy gEn-" "WHAT HAPPENED!?" "ohH juStt a FigHt" "your arm is broken???" "IIt hapPpens" "NIGHTMARE. WHY WOULD YOU LET HIM DO THIS?" "What? He doesn't work for me he just stays here and why do you care?" "doesn't matter, he shouldn't look like this on a weekly basis and he's my brother" "he's your brother!??" "He didn't tell you???" "No??" "WhoOps" "did he tell you that Fresh was also our brother?" "THAT 90S NIGHTMARE IS YOUR BROTHER?" "YeAah heS a mEsS" "Error, be nice"

[c4ndl3-w1ck]

oog. Hiveswap/hauntswitch time.

This is just basically thoughts and stuff whoopee

Dammek thoughts woo woo he lives in my head

Um okay so Dammek is y'know. Mlm and trans yea yep okaie um also. He is a tall mfer. Like he is 5'8. Hes pretty average like body type wise and then he stands up and people are like "haha whAT THE FUCK" and his antlers only make him look taller.

Also he has mutations like any good troll important to the story. His antlers are actual antlers that he sheds twice a sweep and they grow back. And his eyes are sensitive to light and that's why he wears shades. But when its pitch black and even the trolls with the best eyesight cant see he can see eveything.

Also hes a stupid bastard idiot (affectionate)

Like he'd be like "xeff are you recording okay good hey guys Dammek here ttoday I'm gonna be biking offff my rooff and across tthe sttreett tto xeff's hive witth tthis ramp I made" then he points to the shittiest most unstable 'ramp' ever. Then he rides off it and lands in the middle of the street and breaks his nose and knocks some teeth out. Like full on "hi I'm dammek and tthis xeffros welcome tto jackass" (causes severe damage to both of them)

When he gets to earth for a while he and jude are trying to kill eachother and then when they calm down and stop they still have the dynamic of like frenemies "DAMMEK WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING over" (starts breaking shit) "sir ffinishing tthis ffightt"

He plays a lot of video games like troll halo y'know authority director aka troll master chief and he also plays troll nintendo and sonnic the quillbeast and on his gamegrub (gameboy) and his 3ds and he plays on his wii as well and yeah. Hes a gamer.

My man spends his days watching troll vines

Alternia still has vines and tiktok is still music.ly

Okay but also he like. Is kinda hard on Xefros because he genuinely thinks he's helping him and wants to keep himb safe. Also it says on the wiki he likes Xefros' smile and. 🥺🥺🥺 my heart. Also he has repressed flushed feelings for Xefros that he never mentions ever on alternia but as soon as he gets to earth and stops trying to kill jude hes like "ohhhh I miss my boyfriend uggghhhh" and never bothers to explain quadrants so jude just thinks hes dating Xef and Dammek never cares to correct him on that he doesn't find it important to be like "aha. Acttually we are justt moirails aka bestties ahaha" because y'know. Repressed feelings.

Also hes a fucking loser he is nearing 7 sweeps so he is 14 or 15 and as someone who is 14 hes a fucking loser (affectionate)

Also coming back to the antler thing I feel like he would shed them on earth and jude would try to put his mom's makeup on Dammek to make him look human and Dammek is just running around screaming and jude has to physically wrestle him down and put the makeup on him. Hes squirming like a cat and hissing and shit like "gett ttff off me I'm gonna kill you jude you are going tto die" and jude is trying to remain calm as this older alien who could throw him if he wanted to is threatening him. He gets the makeup on and just kinda. Brings him around town.

Before he disguises him tho he parades him around town like "I FOUND AN ALIEN over" and nobody believes him. He takes Dammek in for show and tell and his teacher is like "jude please stop dressing up your sisters friends like aliens" and jude is like "my sister doesn't have any friends" and Dammek starts laughing but it sounds more like clicking and chittering and everyone is confused and hes like "idk wttff a sistter is butt nice ffuckin burn jude"

[artificialalienn]

Im still emo about that one iz comic where Dib disguises himself to get into Zims base, at first Zim treats him like another servant but started to grow on him enough for him to show Dib his safe spaces, meanwhile on the way home dib falls asleep on zims shoulder and zims justt smiling

Only for dib to betray zim in the end aAAAAA