#maybe someone has already theorized this and i'm just slow lol

[hikaaa-bi]

forget the "entities are desires in tmagp" theory, i raise you "the entities are still fears, but all of the entries we've received so far are from the avatars themselves and not the victims"

[bhpop]

For @rose-tea-and-strawberries

{Concept art for a spider-girl Yuu someone brought up, but since I don't wanna fully put my own image of spider Yuu in case others imagined them differently, this is heavily based more on astv instead of just a general spider-man/woman Yuu}

TW: Mention of death {Yuu's Canon Event}

{In case you can't tell I added a bit of spider-Gwen [ghost-spider] to this Yuu [with the slight colored hair, losing their best friend and soon father, also this Yuu has a more Micky inspired suit since their old one got torn from their canon event and Micky felt bad so he made one for them that goes with the waiter outfits.}

I can honestly see the staff at House of Mouse along with the guest {mainly the great seven} being pretty concerned and curious of this Yuu's world/dimension since I'd be pretty understandable this Yuu has trust issues not because their villains/magical people but because they don't want to possibly lose them like how they lost their Peter/Gwen/father.

And to go deeper on the topic of spider-Yuu {mainly with canon events and more connected to the atsv plot} I like to image that before arriving at Twisted Wonderland and working at House of Mouse they just went through their canon event of losing their dimensions Peter/Gwen or father.

Along with that, since this Yuu is from another dimension and arrived in a different world {twst} they'd technically be an anomaly, since it's theorized/hinted that the spider society can only go to dimensions/worlds WITH a spider-man/woman in them. So they may tend to glitch a lot {which is canonically very painful} due to their body's genes not being from that place unless the more powerful/magical guest or staff at NRC and House Of Mouse placed a spell that prevents them from glitching.

Bonus: I believe maybe the NRC boys {especially the dorm leaders and our boy Jamil} would be a little jealous of Yuu's Peter/Gwen since they were the first ones to get close to/love Yuu, but feel bad for being jealous since you know, Yuu's first friend/lover is dead {rip Peter/Gwen but I prefer to make Peter's death this Yuu's canon event since Gwen already went through it in most other worlds}. Idia would most definitely be jealous of Yuu's Ganke though lol.

{Anyway here's Yuu's Canon event, similar to spider-Gwen's canon event since I'd just get sadder thinking of more brutal ideas for Yuu's Peter}

{So to explain this in short, Yuu's Peter was similar to Gwen's Peter and turned himself into a giant lizard, so they fight without Yuu knowing it's him and then the giant rubble crushes him and turns him back into his human form, Yuu hears his slow breaths {since he's literally dieing from being crushed} and realizes it's him but got trapped in rubble as well so they had to cut their hair off with the sharpest rock/shard of glass they could find so that's why their hair looks so messy and choppy at the bottom due to the panic and want to find and save her friend Peter, but he dies in their arms obviously. So in memory of him they keep their hair the same and never let it grow longer since they feel like they'd lose him again in a different way {+they dyed their hair his favorite color at the end, or just your favorite color in general}. Tragic.}

I'm feeling angsty 🥀💔😏.

{Honestly bonus points if Yuu was destined to die like Gwen in other dimension versions of them, everyone is going to freak out.}

[officeobject]

Just remembered that THIS exists, so, uhm, shout-out to me, I guess ... man, this is the personality I'm slowly returning back to ...

Bumpy Ride, but it’s a bumpy ride for your brain and not your body (aka the sexless version of the song, LOL, also, no romo, as always)

Description: 29 July 2023, and I finally just DID IT, and searched up the song … it’s good … if I wanna remember that I’m severely sex-repulsed, (and also aromantic)! Anyways, it’s not stylized, because the emotions are already enough, and also, y’all are welcome, or at least I know I needed this, like, to remember and replace the lyrics subconsciously … okay, FINE, the REAL reason, besides the OTHER reasons, but the MAIN reason, is that this one guy who is also gonna get revenge on the person from the parody BEFORE this one, is theorized by my homie, to only like me as a NORMAL friend, or maybe even only an acquaintance, and to generally treat people nicely, or as I would say, "overly nice", while she thinks that I like him as a maem (which is a friend, but in MY definition thing whatever, like Silverstar, Justice, and the friend the bad guy faked himself to be), despite me having a huge platonic preference for opinion-based treatment, and he probably can’t get Quotev (which at least means he probably won’t be able to see as many posts at the time, which is lucky, because my account is … SPECIAL), and also that he MAYBE will reciprocate, but maybe he won’t, she doesn’t know, and I’m like “since WHEN did I show signs of having a squish (aka a crush except you wanna be friends instead)?!”, and also, even if I DO (possibly due to how much he cares, how nice he was, his personality, and the fact that he knew some of the things I was talking about, and related to some things, and felt the same way towards some things, and did revenge, and didn’t seem to be weirded out, nor even confused, nor even see me as TOO intense), but also, he is so … “protective”, or whatever, because, you know, I’m autistic, like, I’m “one of the autists”, and “like this autistic person I know”, or something, and I didn’t like that (though he apologized), because, like … you know … I may have symptoms, and do some generically autistic things, but I’m still … whatever … this … is … anyways, BASICALLY, if I would, hypothetically, and if I DO, like him, as in, NOT as an acquaintance, then I would metaphorically roll my eyes at those feelings, because first of all, he probably wouldn’t feel the same, nor even have a concept of that, and second of all, there is a big chance of him being like “hoes before bros”, and also, I’d probably want to be his favorite (and yes, I am aware I already AM someone’s favorite, so please pray for me, so I can know what the fuck is going on in my subconscious), and third of all, like, is there a guarantee, that we CAN hypothetically keep in contact, like, I’m just saying? ANYWAYS, in conclusion, due to wanting to make this for a while, general frustration, being frustrated at a specific situation, AND being in the “scaring away” phase, AND also because I KNOW he might read this so it’s a good example of the extreme sentient being extreme, and for fun, and stuff, I made THIS, TODAY! 

The “Despacito” parody, is now marked with a “🎧” as the first, and also, I just re-read it, and holy shit … well, at least it gets the point across, I suppose, so people can probably easily decide if they wanna be more than an acquaintance. Here is the parody, that has a “God knows what relationship we will have in the future, but welcome to my account” type of relationship, which not 100% about someone specific):

🎶I wanna change your life like you’re changing mine,

I’m gonna be THE mess, not gonna take it slow,

Hey, let me mess your brain, like your hair, when I pat it …

(It’s gonna be a unique time …)

It’s the outsider world, yeah, my bitches know the drill,

Everything’s NEON, when I take the wheel …

I’m from the city where we survive with luck and screenshots,

Your life is like that, but I’m passed that, like the captain of power I am. 

It’s all about the brain, I’m taking over as if God told me to do so,

Accidentally surprised another one, well, at least this is fun.

You want my heart, senti? Even if you don’t, good luck.

I’m gonna pour your emotions over,

‘Til they’re all over,

I can make your mind surrender to mine …

Yeah, I can make you suffer,

Do whatever,

‘Cause I know I’m one of a kind …

Tell me, who can love you? (This doggie!)

Hold you? (This doggie!)

Make your mind end up, like me?

You will never find another me!

Who can love you? (This doggie!)

Hold you? (This doggie!)

Make you whine, like a dog?

I come with a warning, so just ask God!

I wanna bark, bark, bark, ‘til your subconscious hears.

My emotions are ruff, and I speed-run stuff.

Yeah, let me cling to the idea, just like an average dog.

(It’s gonna be a unique time …)

I wanna get you high, on your own emotions.

We’re gonna be intense, before we’re gonna cope.

Yeah, I will make you let your emotions out.

(It’s gonna be a unique time …)

Yeah, I’ll be in your memory,

And on your mind,

And I’m not planning to stop …

I’ll take your enemies down, 

Work from nothing,

And on your “favorites” list, I’ll be the one …

Tell me, who can love you? (This doggie!)

Hold you? (This doggie!)

Make you want to know, just me?

You will never find another me!

Who can love you? (This doggie!)

Hold you? (This doggie!)

Make you feel all kinds of things, and never stop?

I come with a warning, so just ask God!

I wanna entertain, and also have control,

We gonna need to get you used to that thing, though,

Yeah, let me move your mind, more than my wagging tail.

(It’s gonna be a unique time …)

I wanna play with your brain, don’t make me a surgeon,

I’m gonna be too much, before you gotta go,

Yeah, you will feel concepts, that you didn’t know.

(It’s gonna be a unique time …)

Yeah, I’m here, senti,

I know someone else might seem like all that, senti,

But, WOO, not when you know me.

I ain’t gonna lie, and your focus is probably mine, 

And trust me, when I tell you, this parody probably already did something.

And I’m still gonna play,

It’s so easy for me to feel things.

So now I’m partying, dance-squatting, this is MY city!

I may not know some things, nor some concepts, and lack abilities,

And I’m not socially great, but somehow, that didn’t stop your brain …

I’m gonna be over-the-top,

Under “just an account”,

Accidentally just might change your life …

Yeah, I can make you happy,

But what should I be?

‘Cause I seem so fake, yet I’m real …

I wanna custom-dance, with your mind, yo,

I’m gonna lean on it, before I will be calm,

Yeah, I’m gonna let you know, how being with me goes.

(It’s gonna be a unique time …)

I wanna make an entrance, to your brain, yo,

I’ll make you feel a squish, now you can’t let go,

Yeah, I’m gonna make you stim, ‘til your emotions give in.

(It’s gonna be a unique time …)

I wanna make you cling, more than me to plushies,

And I could bring support, like me with my objects,

Yeah, you can keep me, always, like a new thing.

(It’s mentally a bumpy ride …)🎶

[megkana209]

Ch 2

"Cassie I have a few things I didn't get done on my shift" my coworker points to a stack of papers left on the desk by our main computer. "Just some new orders and X rays."

I nod my head in a silent confirmation that I was listening. Good the voice was going to leave me alone during the day time today as well. I used to exclusively work the night shift as the night time always scared me while sleeping but sense the voice appeared I began picking up day shifts not wanting to have a crazy conversation with myself during my work hours. I admit I'm a bit of a scary cat during the night, always feeling something was out to get me, so when the voices started I felt my fears confirmed. Most night now I anxiously cower near my husband before sleep takes me.

"Now let's go count the narcotics so I can get out of here." Connie prattle on.

"Ready to get home to jeff?" I asked genuinely curious. "Ow yes you know how he can be the big baby. He can't survive without me. I have to go home and cook him a meal before I can relax." She laughs a little at her own situation. "You got lucky with your husband being a chef I'll tell you. That lemon chicken you brought us last time was spectacular. Tell him thanks again."

I took the keys to the narcotic box and smiled at her gingerly. "If I tell him thanks one more time he'll think he has to cook you a feast to keep his biggest fans praise going lol. But seriously you should come over one night and we'll do just that."

"I'd love that" she replies simply in-between firing off narcotic numbers.

With my keys in hand I set off to begin my medication round, humming joyously to myself. Today would be a good day then. "Hello Tim, marcus." I call down those long yellow halls. They great back with a simple wave of the hand and a smile on there face. Ow yes a good day and one I will spend theorizing again on my down time.

I have a list of clues and theories for my mystery speaker. All of which seem silly and uninventful but I soldier on, determined to catch him and prove the paranormal as real, and myself not being crazy.

"Cassie we have a problem over here. Someone's complaining of pain." Rachel my cna calls out. "Coming" I reply pulling myself from my own thought as I lock my cart and begin my way to my patient. "I'm already ready to head home" I mutter to myself.

"Rachel do you ever have night terrors?" The day had slowed immensely and the two workers had taken there spots at the nurses station to begin their paper work for the day. "Not particularly" she replied bored and playing on her phone.

"I've been getting these waking dreams that have been freaking me out lately. I'm afraid my anxiety is going to go through the roof if they continue." I reply. My computer screen humming as I click away the hours charting.

"Havr you tried anything for your anxiety? You know go to the doctor or just light up a good Ole joint. Cannabis helps me with my anxiety"

"Rachel! We are in the health care field!" I laugh aloud "you'll loose your job."

"Let them fire me ill get a new job in a second and then I wouldn't have to deal with our good old friend frank anymore." She smiles.

Frank is one of our biggest trouble patients. He has a habit of not only sneaking off into the female residents rooms but harassing the staff as well.

"Cannabis is a no but maybe your right maybe I should go see a doctor, but you know me I hate doctors."

'Doctors won't help you anyways' my male voice said into my mind.

My fingers fumble on the key board, dread and shock coursing through me momentarily. I gulp but continue my conversation.

"My dude, there's nothing wrong with seeing the doctor. Don't be a chicken lol. You don't get poked with a needle everytime you go."

I scowl but continue on with my work, ruffling through a few more order papers.

"Night terrors could be a sign of some repressed shit though Cass. You may need to work something out."

"Ow I'm working something out." I mutter back.