#kind of if you squint

[avelera]

hi! first off, i love your arcane meta, especially the jayce characterization and hextech details. you get it.

now second, (and feel free to ignore this wall of text for any reason):

if you're in the mood to talk about meta, i'm curious to hear your take on one season 2 thing that i've been scratching my head about

how much does post-anomaly jayce know about the future? my initial impression was that wizard viktor only told jayce what we see onscreen, and jayce was kind of improvising and trying his best without detailed knowledge of future events.

but some lines ("we're meant to lose this fight") and a comment from the artbook (post-anomaly jayce wearing armor bc he knows there is a battle coming) imply that he knows more than he lets on.

what's your (watsonian) take of jayce's knowledge of the future in season 2? is there any detail in the show that sheds some light on this?

i think jayce knowing or not knowing about certain events really recontextualises some scenes. is he following his own or wizard viktors plans? is he suprised about the events of act 3? i've been rotating this in my head but i'm not sure what interpretation i prefer.

Thank you so much!

As for your question, it's a really interesting one!

Unfortunately, I do think I need to start the answer with the Doylist one:

Jayce knows as much about the future as he needs to for the plot.

I think this is important to note because it informs an understanding of their choice not to show us him getting an exposition download of everything Wizard Viktor has worked out over the years as to how exactly Jayce can thread this needle of saving Viktor at exactly the right time.

Because, in theory, the amount of optimization could be infinite. It could get all the way down to, "Jayce needs to be scared into falling into this exact pit and spending no more than 3 months there because that gives him the suffering needed for his plea to Viktor to be heartfelt and informed by similar suffering, but not so long that Jayce goes insane from isolation."

Or even things like, "Ekko needs to go to the Happy Zaun universe or else he won't have the sympathy needed for him to prevent Jinx's suicide and without her present at the battle, one of Herald Viktor's mind-control arms snatches up Ekko too soon rather than grabbing Jinx instead, so he's not there to buy Jayce's those critical extra seconds for his appeal to True Love and also put a bomb in Herald Viktor's face."

That said....

I admit, part of me still sort of wishes that Jayce had been the one to go through multiple realities of optimizing, just because I think it answers... a few more questions? Like how did he suddenly get so comfortable with killing someone like Salo, if he wasn't fighting in other universes? Why does he look so aged if only 3-6 months passed? How does he know things like how exactly to get to Viktor's commune and the fact they're going to lose the fight, etc etc etc.?"

I think it would have been cool and very fitting for Jayce but I will admit, the story we got covers all of this too.

Jayce's aging could easily be the product of extreme hardship (I wouldn't be surprised if the animators referred to images of people who have been, say, stranded on desert islands or prisoners of war for long periods to inform just how much Jayce's face muscles wasted away while he was there and just how much extreme hardship can age you because it can be extreme even within a few months and between pain, starvation, dehydration, and magical gangrene, Jayce was going through it).

Jayce's comfort with the idea of killing Salo could just be a product of his hardship (killing and eating lizards with his bare hands lol yuck), or of understanding that assimilated people are already dead, effectively, and to stop that future he cannot hesitate at all. Also, maybe he just fucking hates that guy, which would be pretty understandable after Salo voted to banish him back in 1.02 and also is very funny to me, personally, that he was just a little more comfortable smooshing that particular Councilor than he would be literally anyone else.

And this is were I get to your question: how much does Jayce know? Presumably, if we go Watsonian, whatever Wizard Viktor believed he needed to know to actually thread this needle, because there's probably information he doesn't need to know too.

For example, Jayce might know:

He cannot let a Cultist get back to Viktor with Hexgems. Salo needs to go. Who knows what this prevented but I can easily see how Viktor having more power right now to prolong his healing/assimilation would be a bad thing regardless. Also just... having Salo at all as a potential power player that Viktor could work through.

He knows where the commune is. In theory, he probably could just ask someone in Zaun too I mean, I doubt it's a secret, and narratively we don't need to see that.

He knows he cannot under any circumstances let Viktor talk to him once they're face to face. He can't even look at Viktor after Viktor knows he's there. There's a heavy implication that if Cult Leader Viktor so much as smiles at him, Jayce will fold, if we believe the little flash of memory of Jayce remembering him smiling at him isn't just Dead Wive Vision but is actually Anomaly Future Jayce warning him about what happened to him to lead t that point, which I think is a baller theory.

He can't give into Viktor, ever. He can't let Viktor touch his forehead before the right time. Jayce fights like mad to get away from that robot once Viktor decides that Jayce will be his partner again or else.

He knows he needs to take all the Hexgems out of the base of the Hexgate, but is it to stop Viktor? Or is to buy a few extra seconds while Viktor plugs them back in again so that Ekko has time to wake up? This is the sort of thing where Wizard Viktor might know the real reason for something but doesn't need to get that granular with why because it's about buying time, not actually preventing the Herald from grabbing the Anomaly.

By the way, I have a theory that one reason Jayce needs to get the gem burned into his wrist is because there's universes where his bracelet gets cut off and he loses the gem so Wizard Viktor is like, "This is gonna suck, but you really need this thing embedded in your flesh so it's there at the right time." Though, it could also be so he can engage the magic in his Alt Universe hammer. Still, I am a little sad that it's not an effect of Jayce universe hopping where some battle got it burned into him, because that was my original theory and I'm still very partial to it.

Jayce knows that he has no chance of winning the fight, he just needs to survive it. Once he gets to the top of the tower, once he grasps the hammer, it's all over. From that point on, the only thing he can do is have faith and get his big Power of Love speech ready, that is his only chance.

As for what Jayce is surprised by, I do think he might have been told information but not shown it necessarily. I am still really sad we didn't get a visual of what Wizard Viktor told him but, at the same time, one of the fun parts of Arcane is that it doesn't spoon-feed us, which gives us the chance for discussions like this, so wanting that scene is me being a Jayce addict not because I think it would necessarily strengthen the story.

So I think Jayce doesn't know what Machine Herald Viktor looks like. It's possible that Wizard Viktor doesn't either, because that didn't happen to Wizard Viktor, he didn't get slowed down at the commune, Jayce probably joined him there and probably didn't fight him at all, there's a strong hint that Anomaly Universe Jayce surrendered to Viktor at the top of the tower (the explosion marks around him are behind him, which implies that the force of his conversion might have been in front and willing, like he was kneeling before his king, and we don't have the top of his head to know which direction the fingerprints are positioned in).

So basically, Machine Herald Viktor is a product of Viktor needing Singed to regain enough power to go get the Anomaly, which Wizard Viktor didn't need to do.

It's possible that Wizard Viktor doesn't know about Ekko, he just knows that something outside his awareness has to happen for MH Viktor to be caught off guard, and as MH Viktor says, "That device cannot be," he cannot in his infinite knowledge account for what happens in a world where Hextech never got beyond its infancy with Jayce and Viktor at the helm.

So, at a certain point, there may have been things that Jayce and Wizard Viktor just had to rely on faith to come about too.

But it's way more fun to speculate because I think we'd be punching holes in it instead of speculating on it if we had been given this whole download.

Hope that answers your question??

[hijackdaw]

i keep forgetting to post here im sorry i suck at crossposting HAHAHA theres such a huge backlog now

anyways them <3

[tossawary]

This is petty fandom salt, BUT... I've been chewing on this phenomenon that I've been calling "Fandom's Darling". It is related to things like "Author's Darling" and "Mary Sue / Gary Stu" and "Protagonist Halo" and all that jazz, where one character gains a peculiar narrative weight in a story.

"Author's Darling" is when a writer has a favorite character, and the world and all other characters sort of get... warped to put the Darling in the spotlight. It's most noticeable in TV shows with multiple writers, when a character you personally like suddenly has their previous characterization destroyed to make another character look good somehow. Every other character might become weirdly incompetent. The Darling's feelings are treated as The Most Important Feelings in any given situation. The logic of the fictional world seems broken past suspension of disbelief in order to validate this one character's beliefs or skillset or some other fantasy. And so on.

"Fandom's Darling" is what I've been calling the pattern where a fandom essentially crowns a New Protagonist for their fanfiction stories (it's often a side character rather than the original protagonist, but it can also happen to protagonists). This character becomes the self-insert for all sorts of indulgent fantasies, gaining special powers or backstories, and/or becoming the focus of extreme whump, and/or hooking up with all the various hotties, starring in all sorts of tropey AUs, and so on. They're not always an obvious Mary Sue version of themselves, but the character's original personality and interpersonal relationships tend to get warped or dropped completely, and other characters tend to become a little flat around them. I call it "Fandom's Darling" because it's not just one self-indulgent fantasy fic (you do you! Have fun!) with characterization choices that I don't vibe with (I have neither the time nor the desire nor the authority to police anything, I am just venting), but rather a prolific mini-fandom of sorts revolving around this empty doll / fanon version of the chosen vessel character, so it becomes a little unavoidable.

I am salty about this (mildly frustrated) (imagine a soft sigh of disappointment before I just go do something else) because you are FUCKED if you actually liked the canonical version of this character and their interpersonal relationships. It's almost worse than liking an obscure character that no one cares about. There's about a thousand fics starring your fave, but maybe only about a dozen of them are actually rooted in any kind of recognisable canon.

[realkeylogger]

something something yaoi

+ closeups

[drakobloxxian]

Goodnight, my dear machine.

[xxhhunter]

Oh

Haven’t posted this zosan here

[deklo]

my interpretation of adoptive bee :’)

pls don’t repost!

[wykonii]

I’ll never let them

[fisherrprince]

various balloons of varying quality

[puppetmaster13u]

Prompt 330

Y’know what? Fuck it. Omegaverse-esque Liminals and Realms. 

See the difference between being ecto-contaminated and being a liminal is the formation of a Core, however small or malformed that might be. Which is what the “secondary sex” as the living begin to refer to it as, originates from. Mostly from it being compared to a second puberty, however half jokingly. 

See, with the formation of a Core, the living start getting the equivalent of ghost hormones, start producing their own ectoplasm, yadda yadda yadda. 

But! Not all of them are the same type. There’s omegas that like to have a semi-permanent haunt that they get real territorial of, save for with younger and weaker ecto-beings. There’s alphas who are constantly wanting to move, flitting from one location to the next. There’s betas that go wherever their Fraid does, trying to keep them together and getting real aggressive towards others who try to separate them. And then there’s deltas, who are more often on the fringes of a Fraid, driven more by violence towards perceived threats and sometimes not exactly mentally stable with how strong their Obsession can get. 

The thing is that from an outsider’s perspective, especially as people begin moving out of Amity (despite the GIW’s efforts for a blackout on the city), is that they know none of this. Which means when a team of not-quite heroes pass through, they get a bit blindsided. 

Pspspsps @golden-buddle @f4nd0m-fun @gaddaboutgriffon have prompt

[imwritingthefout]

A mask of my own face- the morning after

So this is basically a part two to a fic I made a couple of weeks ago bc ppl really liked the first one.

basically just more smut and a little fluff

as always this is the fic on ao3:

here's a link to the first part on tumblr:

part 1

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The morning after, you woke up to Ford between your thighs. Your underwear was discarded somewhere between the covers, along with your sleep shirt and shorts. 

The second after you realised what was happening, the pleasure hit you all at once like a tidal wave. Your muscles stiffen from the surprise, a sleepy moan falls from your lips when you look down and make eye contact with Ford. He winks at you and keeps going at it, using his tongue to circle around your clit. He brings his fingers to the edge of your hole and starts entering you slowly. He curls his fingers inside of you and you go over the edge.

What a start to the day.

Afterwards, Ford heads down to make you some coffee as you lay, soaking in your orgasm.

Something was definitely different with him. You had never woken up to him doing that . It was weird, but strangely… enjoyable? You need to confront him soon.

You head down to the kitchen and see Ford with his back to you, looking at some paper you couldn’t make out from where you’re standing. You decide to approach carefully, wrapping your arms around his waist gently from behind.

He seems surprised, flinches a bit in your hold, but a second after he softens and turns around in your hold. “Hi honey, good morning. How did you sleep?” now that was weirder. What does he mean? You decide to give him the benefit of the doubt; maybe he just didn’t get to ask you earlier, feels bad about it, and now he’s pretending it didn’t happen in order to ask you without feeling embarrassed. 

Yeah, that's it. Nothing weird is going on, just Ford being Ford.

“Oh, I slept well. Woke up even better. What about you?” you got up on your tippy toes to kiss his cheek, then lean back to watch as his cheeks become pink. He hides his face in the crook of your neck. “Oh I slept… well. How about you?” 

You chuckle a bit at his mistake, take his face in your hands and kiss him again. Before you get the chance to lean back, to breath, Ford deepens the kiss. It becomes more hungry, he becomes more hungry for you. His tongue enters your mouth and plays with yours, licking at your teeth -which reminds you of yesterday- so you try to pull away, but he grasps at your hips, pulling you closer. 

His hands travel up your body (which you only now remember is naked) and he squeezes your breasts. You sigh at the feeling of his calloused hands touching you, the fire from earlier in the morning reigniting in your lower stomach. He begins kissing down your neck while mumbling into your skin “i wanna do it again”

You try to regain control over the situation “Ford i- i just-” he doesn’t listen and just pulls you up to sit on the counter. “Shhhhh” he silences you with another kiss, and travels his hand down your hips and to your thighs. ”Now let’s see what we can do” he pulls away and looks down at your pussy. This behaviour confuses you, but the way he puts three of his fingers into your hole shuts your thoughts right up. You moan at the sudden stretch, leaning your head back. 

As you lean your head back, you catch a glimpse of something else in his eyes for a moment. It reminds you of yesterday, and now without the glasses blocking them you can kind of see what's wrong with them.

They were yellow.

For a split second, the whites of Ford’s eyes were yellow, and his pupils were just black slits.

That was weird.

Really weird.

You can’t ignore it anymore, you have to stop this and confront Ford.

…..

But then he touches your clit harshly, making tight circles with his thumb. Maybe you should let this play out for a bit, get some more information in order to make an informed decision.

Yeah, that’s a good idea.

You sink into the feeling of pleasure threatening to take over your mind. Ford continues his assault on your cunt, taking his fingers all the way out before thrusting back in quickly. He kept this pace up for a while before biting at your neck, sending you over the edge for the second time today. You didn’t even have breakfast yet.

You catch your breath before looking down at him “do you want me to help you out with that?” you grab at the flannel pants he's wearing, which were now painfully stretched at his crotch to accommodate his tent. “Yeah. i would like that”

You take off his pants, jump off the counter and go down to your knees. He looks down at you in anticipation. You slowly place the palm of your hand on the underside of his cock, wrapping your hand around it, and start pumping him. He groans from the feeling and humps a bit into your hand. He laughs a bit when he feels the dry friction of your hand. You start licking at the tip of his member, running your tongue along his slit. He shudders underneath you, and bucks into your mouth, disregarding your teeth.

In fact, it seems as if he enjoys the feeling of your teeth scraping against his sensitive skin. You gag a bit, getting caught off guard, but quickly gain back your composure, starting to hollow out your cheeks as you move your head up and down his length. You experimentally let your teeth graze his skin, and hear him moaning loudly, he then grabs you by the hair and pulls you closer to him, making your eyes water. 

You decide to sink your teeth into his skin, only a little, and with that he cums into your mouth. You swallow it all -or, at least try to- and get up from the floor, your knees now aching from the cold linoleum. 

Without another word, you start making breakfast side by side. Every so often, you try to catch a glimpse of his eyes, checking to see if they’re normal, but nothing odd appears. You start to doubt yourself. What if you imagined it? You were in the middle of sex, maybe the endorphins running through your brain made you see something that wasn’t there? It was only for a moment, and you were pretty distracted, so maybe the light just caught your eye in a weird way and made it look like Ford’s eyes were yellow? The light in the kitchen is yellow so it kind of makes sense.

You were so deep in your thoughts you didn’t even realise you finished making breakfast. You took your plates and went to eat at the breakfast table together. You chatted about nothing, updating each other on some stuff you found out recently, but your mind kept drifting to yesterday. What did he mean when he said “you’re mine now ”. You’ve been together for a while now so it doesn’t make sense. In the moment you rationalised it as a weird kink, but now, with everything else, it just doesn’t make sense.

“What's with that look? Do I have something on my face?” you shook your head, mostly to try to get the thoughts out of your head. “No! No it’s nothing! I’m just… glad you’re having breakfast with me. I’ve been worrying about your eating habits” his face softens from concern to appreciation. “Thank you, but you have nothing to worry about. If you want we can go to lunch together, then you won’t have to worry about me forgetting to eat for today” you smile at him softly. “Yeah, i would like that” he holds your hand across the table, squeezes it a bit then gets up to go to his lab. “I’m going to continue to work. I’ll meet you back up here at two?” you get up to kiss him softly. He holds you gently, -nothing like yesterday or earlier this morning- and goes to the door that leads to the basement.

Well, now you gotta find something to do until two.

You start drawing in the living room, imagining Ford underneath you again. You decide to try to draw him from memory, how he looked focused on you, lost in thought at what to do next to make you moan his name. You continue the sketch as something pops into your mind.

What if you try to draw what you saw? Maybe Ford would be able to explain it? He was here to study weird things after all, maybe he would have a perfectly reasonable explanation to what you were seeing! You need to tell him. You finish up the drawing you were working on and flipped to the next page of your notebook, where you close your eyes and try to remember what his eyes looked like in that weird millisecond.

You start drawing the eyes as best as you remember, the weird shade of yellow they had, the peculiar slit of a pupil staring back up at you. You go to pick up your colouring pencils, but as you do you see the current time. 1:50 pm.

Oh god you need to get ready! 

You run upstairs to put on proper clothes and almost trip on the way downstairs to meet your boyfriend, who looks like he also got lost in his work and rushed upstairs to meet with you. 

You stand for a moment in silence, then both of you burst out laughing. Ford comes closer to you and pulls you into a hug, still laughing at the similarity between you two. “This is why I love you!” you laugh and sigh into his chest “i love you too”. you give him a peck on the cheek and lead him out of the door.

You’ll have to bring up what you saw at lunch, but until then, you’ll just focus on having a fun time at lunch with Ford. Everything weird can wait.

[countfagula]

In a flare and watching stranger things so here’s a Steve headcannon:

Steve suffers with chronic pain after everything not just migraines but bone deep pain that just nags at him until either Robin or Eddie convince him to at least try out a mobility aid and of course he’s hesitant at first. He’s so used to being the big strong protector of the group and he feels like the aid is a sign of weakness but after much convincing (and nagging on Robins part) he finally gets a cane and it changes his view completely. He’s actually able to move without too much pain,he able to keep up with the kids again something he’s been struggling with since Vecna and most importantly he has freedom again. Honestly I just need Steve with a mobility aid <3

[dayurno]

i need to [remembers i promised kevin day i wouldn't kill myself] Win the championships for the trojans

[katabay]

”—ah. seems like mother goose has been playing around in your egg salad. if you won’t dance to that tune, I got others.”

honestly, the would you kindly scene is whatever to me*, code yellow is the more interesting violation/betrayal of the body because of how beautifully it escalates the Fontaine reveal/betrayal and shows how ugly some of those ‘locks and keys’ that Tenenbaum mentions are. not only have you been a tool in another man’s hand this entire time, it goes deeper. your body is not your own.

*there used to be a meandering thought here about the would you kindly scene, but it was really just talking around the fact that I spent way too many years seeing people discuss it in the most insufferable and reductive ways possible when it’s a combination of three or four other things that make that moment compelling lmao

collage credits: heart one/heart two

⭐ places I’m at! bsky / pixiv / pillowfort /cohost / cara.app / tip jar!

[nqmonarch]

Genuinely wanna hear more regarding the No Wish SAHSRAU (Is that how it's spelled?) especially with all the new events that's happened.

Including the Dr Ratio that slid into our DMs.

First, apologies for the wait I took a while doing this request and then also decided not to post anything during the Palestine strike period because free Palestine.

And man, I don't know how it's spelled. I'd assume that's right it's so long though. Also YES Dr. Ratio sliding into our DMs except bro waltzes in and calls us an idiot ;-;

But first! Let's catch up with some of the current crew who is currently in Penacony!

Warning Penacony Spoilers

For the Trailblazer Penacony's been rough... Shortly after the death of their new closest friend, they'd been coerced into talking with Aventurine, and now had to make a decision without consulting any of the Astral Express beforehand. Sure, they were a seasoned adventurer with two missions under their belt but they still have no idea about their past or if they could trust such sketchy people.

"Aventurine, that little rat..." Their ears perked up when they suddenly heard the voice of this presumed Aeon. "I want to knock my fist against his forehead and see if there's a brain in there." The Trailblazer wouldn't try that.

But if you were acting like this maybe Aventurine and Black Swan could be trusted. The Trailblazer forced themselves to relax and tried to show confidence in their eyes. They could do this. It was good you were still by their side in the dreamscape, otherwise... what would they do?

Herta has found it's more difficult to communicate with you than the Aeons. While the Aeons simply didn't want to communicate it was as if there was some sort of wall separating her from you. It was beyond fascinating but it irked her, she wanted to get into contact with you right away. Then, as she was working to implement a simulated version of you into the simulated universe as an Aeon she had a revelation. What if... this was all a game?

Natasha had done it. Recently the eyes glanced off her more often, something she couldn't help but feel disappointed at. But upon one instance when they glanced upon her, she'd taken their warmth in full, and decided to set out. It seemed when these eyes were on her, she improved in nearly every aspect, so maybe her luck would improve as well? Even though it had been a dead end many times before she investigated Vache's worn down laboratory covered by snow searching for research. Except this time, she found something. This Aeon... was strangely benevolent and caring towards mortals.

That's all the updates we have for now on the current characters, in terms of progress. Herta is one smart cookie but who else is one smart cookie? Dr. Ratio!!! That man I love him so much. Sampo is also a potential worrying addition.

Given in the current event you can get either Sampo, Guinaifen, Asta, or Yukong for free, so let's see how they react.

Dr. Ratio

...This was interesting. The plot unfurling behind the scenes of Penacony was to be expected, Aventurine was being a pain in his ass also to be expected, but an Aeon looking at him? A smart Aeon. One who also must hope to purge the world of ignorance! A noble pursuit. Or perhaps, they'd realized their own ignorance and sought to rectify it some of the Aeons were rather lackluster in this manner after all. But they'd likely never change in their ways.

And you're no longer looking at him, that's fine. Is it a bit more chilly in here or is it just him? An interesting side effect of your gaze then, the feeling of warmth. He wondered why that happened, the look of Nanook was dangerous and suffocating, near fatal for any mortal. That of Yaoshi's was said to be sickeningly sweet and suffocating as well. Nous' was cold and calculating, judging your every asset and whether or not you had potential. Everyone had potential, they just had to choose to rid themselves of their ignorance. If the gaze wasn't suffocating maybe... you were a weak Aeon? One that had just formed or had been thought to have died.

Interesting. Aeons, the topic no scholar knew completely about. Herta was researching deeply into them, Dr. Ratio supposed he could always ask her yet he didn't want to feed into her ego. There were other ways to get the information though.

Guinaifen

"Hello, hello! Can you all hear me? Good morning fam! And welcome to Little Gui's stream!"

It was then when Guinaifen suddenly felt warmth wash over her. Oh, maybe it was because this stream was her first normal one after all the ghost catching business but she found herself getting flustered...? Flattered...? She wasn't sure exactly how to describe it yet she felt even more energetic than usual! As if she could go on for hours! When she ended her stream, the warmth was still there and she still felt as if she was being watched.

Wait-- wasn't this how people said they felt when they were being watched by an Aeon? Something similar to this right?! If even an Aeon was watching her, she was definitely going to be famous! When Guinaifen went to tell Sushang about this news, she found Sushang had run into the same thing! Weren't the two of them an impressive pair? :)

E1 Asta

Research had been going smoothly, partly thanks to the eyes always observing Asta. With them came the warmth that brought confidence and innovation she felt she wouldn't feel otherwise. But, she could feel the warmth all the time now. She doubted an Aeon would be able to watch her all of the time so had she been blessed? That was good, she was able to focus on all the stars and her research more now and learn more in less time!

But... why did she feel so forlorn? As if she had been deserted? Had you just blessed her and moved on your way? Herta... Herta knew a lot about Aeons maybe she would know something about what had happened to her, maybe she would know if you're still around.

E1 Yukong

Even after it all Yukong wished to return to the skies. Despite failing her comrades, despite all those around her who she'd cared for yet failed to stop their death, despite the burning wreckage she'd had to painstakingly crawl out of. Yukong wished to fly. In this long life where even the things she'd once loved had dulled, the longing to fly was forever there.

The warmth was on her constantly now, she completed her paperwork faster, she created ingenious plans, but what did it matter?

"I want to go back," Yukong had spoken one day out to the silence of the world and when the warmth remained she realized, perhaps she could go back and fly. Maybe... it would be okay. But for now her fear remained, albeit comforted by the sight of an Aeon.

What a strange Aeon, to care so much for a mortal.

Sampo (spoiler warning for Black Swan quest, although I was kind of confused the whole time so some information may be incorrect)

Now this would be fun! Sampo had known he was right, this was only another clue in the right direction! And this Aeon, watcher, player, reader, whomever you were appeared at the perfect time! Whenever your gaze fell upon him, he could feel his speed increase as well as the rest of, if this were to be a game, his "stats." He knew he wasn't crazy, of course he'd never had that idea in the first place! He'd be able to retrieve his mask much easier now, he could deal with you later.

It wouldn't be anything bad, don't worry, Sampo Koski is always happy to have a new business partner and friend :) !

If there's anything else you wanna hear about it I'd be more than happy for ideas cause I love these little guys (the characters) . It's just them living their life except they're stronger and feel as if they can enact their dreams! And maybe they gain a friend or a small crush on the way but hey that doesn't mean anything until Penacony comes out with some tech they worked on with Herta that allows you to visit in your dreams but no way something like that will happen, right?

Also trailblazer is genuinely so stressed like imagine having to make the decisions to save an ENTIRE FUCKING PLANET and you don't even know who the you are or what you've been through, you're genuinely so lost but hey you're alive, somehow.

[ghostr0tz]