#mya mechanic

[valleyfthdolls]

Fuck you *rewrite-AU's your Hello Neighbor*

Character info under the cut:

General:

This list doesn't encompass a lot of the major plot differences. This is about the characters. You can ask me about the plot differences or I'll make a post about them later.

This draws from the games, books, and cartoon.

Like the games and books, this takes place in the mid-to-late 90s, specifically 1996.

Yes, I've redesigned the cast before. This is different- these are full redesigns as opposed to my previous "soft redesigns" which are not as canon adherent, because this is an AU.

Ivan Joseph Torre:

13 years old.

Autistic, and likely diagnosed due to it prominently affecting his behavior.

Nonbinary, specifically (due to it being the more common terminology at the time) labeling himself as genderqueer, transgender, or third-gender. It doesn't really come up unless you ask him, though. Uses he/they.

Easily scared, and rather cowardly. Often needs to be hyped up by others to go along with anything.

The team's inventor, engineer, and mechanic. Takes the inventor's club VERY seriously.

Maritza Chiara Esposito:

11 years old.

Probably either autistic or ADHD.

Enzo's half-sister, sharing a father. Known as "Marci" to her family.

Tough, sporty, adventurous, somewhat tomboyish. Acts very brash and strong to prove she doesn't need Enzo to protect her.

Protective of Enzo and her friends.

Though fond of most of the inventor's club, she's only there because she has an hour to kill between school ending and her soccer practice and isn't allowed to walk home without Enzo. Hangs around the group because none of the girls on her team like her.

Former best friend of the late Lucy Yi and Mya Peterson. Was once close with Finch as well, but they grew apart over time after Lucy died.

The bruiser of the team.

Delroy Clark:

13 years old.

Has no parents. Lives with his aunt and uncle.

Irreverent, laid-back, generally somewhat obnoxious. Likes to crack jokes, even when it's not the most appropriate.

Joined the inventor's club because his aunt made him take an extracurricular. Being both troublemakers, he gets along with Nicky despite their differences.

Doesn't get along that well with Ivan, but respects him and the rest of the club.

Trinity's confidant.

In charge of holding onto important items for the team. Takes care of essential supplies and first aid.

Trinity May Bales:

14 years old.

Suffers from OCD and diabetes. Lives with very strict parents. (The OCD is genetic.)

Enzo's girlfriend. Fond of Maritza as a result, but doesn't see her as someone who needs the protection Enzo thinks she does.

Pressures herself to come off as composed as possible to others. Dresses nice, studies often, keeps good grades, cleans regularly.

Very determined, curious, and adventurous. Always feels like she needs to be fixing or solving or understanding something she isn't.

Was especially fond of Nicky before his disappearance. Basically "adopted" him into the friend group despite him being younger than everyone else.

The team's leader.

Enzo Roberto Esposito:

13 years old.

Trinity's boyfriend, and Maritza's older half-brother.

Massively geeky, and though he wishes to be liked, he's also used to being perceived as a weirdo. Into tech and video games. This entire post is him. (/hj)

Not the most socially adept, and tends to stumble over himself. Very intelligent despite this.

Looks after and protects Maritza because his parents want him to, and because he still sees her as a child.

Nicky's best friend, despite Nicky's closeness with Trinity. Formerly close with Aaron Peterson, but was a bit scared off by Aaron's vaguely threatening dad and their shared offputting behaviors.

The detective of the team- helps with investigating and strategizing.

Fengqing "Finch" Yi:

13 (and a half!) years old.

Transfeminine. She/her pronouns.

Lucy Yi's older cousin. Firmly blames Theodore Peterson for Lucy's death.

Flippant and dry. Considers most things "not her problem" unless they affect the rules she follows for her life (and tends to push onto others). Can be bossy and rude at times.

Suffers from OCPD (obsessive-compulsive personality disorder).

Not especially fond of Nicky or Delroy, but respects Trinity and used to be close to Maritza before they grew apart after Lucy died. Calls her hanging out with Maritza "babysitting" nowadays.

Helped found the inventor's club as a part of a Girl Scout project, but is actually quite interested in engineering.

Gets along with people outside of the club best out of anyone within the club.

The primary strategist and general backup for the team with good survival skills.

[strangebiology]

Paleontology Job Opening!

If anyone is looking for a paleontology job, this one in the Green River Formation in Wyoming is hiring! It's a lot of 52-MYA fish. TONS of fish. Very occasionally, there's other stuff like bats, birds, and very early horse ancestors.

$19/hour

Full time with federal benefits

App due November 25, 2024 or when they receive 80 applications (whichever comes first, so hurry!) Requirements:

One year of experience required (paid or unpaid, professional or volunteer) in "the fields of paleontology, geophysics, or geology; assisting fossil preparation, field work in paleontology, paleontology research, paleontology database management, paleontology monitoring, paleo art, or specimen management of fossils; assisting with natural resources research projects; compiling and analyzing scientific data into reports; operating complex sampling, monitoring, and laboratory equipment; or using computer programs such as databases to compile, store, retrieve, analyze and report resource management data. Experience as a laboratory mechanic or in a trade or craft may be credited as specialized experience when the work was performed in close association with physical scientists or other technical personnel and provided intensive knowledge of appropriate scientific principles, methods, techniques, and precedents."

Successful completion of at least a full 4-year course of study leading to a bachelor's degree (a) with major study in an appropriate field of physical science, such as paleontology, geology, earth science, earth history or (b) that included at least 24 semester hours in any combination of courses such as physical science, engineering, or any branch of mathematics except for financial and commercial mathematics. 

I don't know if paleontologists usually have to have higher levels of education, but I think this job is called "physical technician (paleontology)" to evade that.

If you're interested, go ahead and send in an application sooner rather than later. You can always withdraw later.

This is very close to me, so if you have questions about life here (that aren't easily Googlable) I'm happy to help! It's quite rural. If you're wondering what the rental market looks like, here's a Facebook group where people post rentals. I'm mostly JTM (just the messenger) but I may have a little more insight.

[libelelle]

hi libelelle! since ur the bird expert, is there a reason why despite being closely related to reptiles most dinosaurs (including birds) are endothermic (warm-blooded) while most reptiles are ectothermic (cold-blooded)? ik dinosaurs being endothermic mostly came from their sheer body mass requiring it (and also why they had feathers), but how did it become so split from reptiles which have primarily remained ectothermic for millions of years?

WOWW this is a really good question and im flattered you'd cme to me to ask it : ] im not technically an expert (YET.) but i can give you an answer!! or at least some interesting info on the topic

first, dinosaurs weren't ALL endothermic, as you know. there is evidence that suggests that many of them were mesothermic (as in, capable of regulating their temperature but not consistently and only to a certain extent) [x] In fact a early birds are believed to have had low metabolic rates as well, being a sort of transistional state between thermal types which allowed the subsequent evolution of flight [x].

the reason for WHY birds are endothermic is debated. Its pretty costly as a strategy, because it relies on burning precious energy to keep the organism heated. As with much of science, there are multiple theories floating around regarding the purpose of endothermy as an adaptation. From what i have gathered from my admittedly hurried and ultimately limited research there are a couple theories that stand out in the debate: one that claims endothermy evolved to expand the organisms thermal niche (basically the temperature range that an organism can tolerate/exists in. apparently not a well defined term [x] if you want to read about that.) and the other claims that it was evolved for increased aerobic capacity (which is basically maximum efficient oxygen usage; this can be a measure of an organism ability to maintian strenuous activity (like. yknow. flying)

A study done on endothermic fish [x] used the repeated evolution of endothermy in Tuna ans their migration into colder waters as evidence for the former, that endothermy evolved as a way to expand an organisms thermal niche. If you ask me, in terms of birds, if we're using this model then likely endothermy evolved in dinosaur ancestors in order to expand from warmer regions into colder region. Dinosaurs existed over a very long period of time, evolving something like 230 mya, and during the time they were alive there was a lot of things happening climate wise (pangaea splitting for example) so theres no doubt that there would have been opportunities for organisms to expand their niche into these new conditions. This is just me spitballing though, im no expert.

On the other side of the coin, one study compared 176 species to study the evolution of metabolic rates[x], which came up with some evidence supporting the aerobic model. Admittedly a lot of this went over my head (i am still learning) but essentially this study provided evidence to the mechanism of the evolution of endothermy under this model. definitely saving this article so that i cant read it thouroughly when i don't have school lighting a fire under my ass. This study aside, in the context of birds, having a high metabolism/aerobic capacity is major for birds, because flying is a very energy intensive skill. Flying requires that they both use oxygen extremely efficiently (look up the respiration system of birds some time. theyre olympic gold medalists in breathing) and that they can use energy efficiently as well. The aerobic model explains the evolution of endothermy in the context of being able to maintain such intense activity so often. The study that proposed this WOULD be really interesting to read but i'm having troubles getting to it thanks to paywalls. growl. heres the link anyways, if you want to look at it [x]. Also a short review that talks about it [x].

ALSO an interesting theory I saw suggests that the advantage of endothermy arose as an adaptation for caring for ones offspring [x], something that being active and warm gives enormous benefits to. Basically, because endothermy allows a bird to control the incubation temps of their eggs and allows for an organism to be more active, endothermy guarentees higher sucess hatching and feeding their chicks. and since reproductive sucess is one of if not the most important thing when it comes to evolution, endothermy evolves in order to facilitate this.

anywasy thats about as much time i can spend on this. theyre making me research wild mustard (BORING BORING BORING) right now

LITERATURE CITED (im practicing....):

Grady JM, Enquist BJ, Dettweiler-Robinson E, Wright NA, Smith FA. 2014. Evidence for mesothermy in dinosaurs. Science. 344(6189): 1268-1272. https://doi.org/10.1126/science.1253143

Erickson GM, et al. 2009. Was Dinosaurian Physiology Inherited by Birds? Reconciling Slow Growth in Archaeopteryx. PLOS one. 4(10): e7390. https://doi.org/10.1371/journal.pone.0007390

Gvoždík L. 2018. Just what is the thermal niche? Oikos. 127(12): 1701-1710. https://doi.org/10.1111/oik.05563

Block BA, Finnerty JR, Stewart AFR, Kidd J. 1993. Evolution of Endothermy in Fish: Mapping Physiological Traits on a Molecular Phylogeny. Science. 260(5105): 210-214. https://doi.org/10.1126/science.8469974

Nespolo RF, Solano-Iguaran JJ, Bozinovic F, Williams TD, Bronstein JL. 2017. Phylogenetic Analysis Supports the Aerobic-Capacity Model for the Evolution of Endothermy. Am Nat. 189(1): 13-27. https://doi.org/10.1086/689598

Bennett AF, Reuben JA. 1979. Endothermy and Activity in Vertebrates. Nature. 206(4419): 649-654. https://doi.org/10.1126/science.493968

Hedrick MS, Hillman SS. 2016. What drove the evolution of endothermy? J Exp Bio. 219 (3): 300–301. https://doi.org/10.1242/jeb.128009

Farmer CG, Garland Jr T, Joseph Travis. 2000. Parental Care: The Key to Understanding Endothermy and Other Convergent Features in Birds and Mammals. Am Nat. 155(3): 326-334. https://doi.org/10.1086/303323

[leapingbadger]

Family Dinner

Summary: Omega gets ready for the weekly family dinner. All of her brothers have paired off with partners over the years, except Hunter. Omega worries he'll be lonely if she eventually fulfills her desire to join the Rebellion. Only Crosshair can give her insight into Hunter's indifference.

Read the full story on AO3

Excerpt:

Omega sighed as she rearranged the plates on the table for the fourth time. It was hard to squeeze them all around the table. A warm breeze swept over the patio, sending a cascade of blossom from the weeping mya tree swirling and skittering across the stone tiles. It seemed to catch on the wind and always wound up in piles outside their front door. Batcher would chase after it normally, but she was curled up under the table, sleeping in the shade.

She adjusted the last plate one more time and went back into the kitchen, grabbing a chair from the kitchen table and walking awkwardly outside with it, trying to avoid knocking her shins against it.

Family dinners had become a tradition quickly after they settled on Pabu and had only grown over the years. Of course it was always the four of them, her, Hunter, Crosshair and Wrecker. Sometimes Shep and Lyana would join and Phee if she wasn’t off treasure hunting.

Soon, Wrecker started bringing Ilana. He had met her at the docks and quickly fell for her. She was tall and tan, her long blonde hair falling down her back in a tangle of curls. She would stand on her tip toes to kiss him, and he would blush brightly afterwards.

They had been married for a couple of years now, moving into her home in lower Pabu, closer to the water and the boat they used for their fishing business.

Crosshair had been much more secretive in his relationship. He refused to acknowledge his crush on Cal, a man who ran the bakery in upper Pabu. He would frequent his shop multiple times a week, ostensibly to get the fresh treats he made for pets but would always find an excuse to stay for hours at a time and come home laden with baked goods.

He had finally confessed that he and Cal were an item and reluctantly invited him to his first family dinner.

Cal was short and stocky, his ginger hair cropped short, a sandy beard covering his face. He was perpetually flushed in his face and would rest his hand lovingly on Crosshair’s prosthetic when he leaned back in his chair after a good meal.

Omega delighted in the little rounded belly Crosshair had developed. She wasn’t sure she’d ever seen him eat a full meal before the settled on Pabu. His frame had finally filled out, giving him a much healthier look and rounding the sharpness of his features.

Even Echo brought the occasional date when he returned to Pabu. Most recently a mechanic who worked for the rebellion, Myna. She had wild, black curly hair that seemed to hover around her head like a halo. She had bright green eyes and orange skin. Omega wasn’t sure what species she was and thought it rude to ask. She was beautiful, and she noticed Echo struggled to take his eyes off her when they were in the same room.

She placed the final chair around the table on the patio and looked into the house. She heard the tickle of plates in the kitchen and knew Hunter must have somehow snuck in from his hike on the other side of the island.

She leaned in the doorway, watching him work methodically as he washed a few dishes in the sink. His bandana lay discarded on the table; his long hair was wet and falling in his face.

“Good hike?” she asked

He smiled. He had obviously heard her long before she spoke. She could never get away with anything stealthy in his presence.

“Yeah, pretty good.” He said in his gravelly voice.

“Why are you wet?” she asked.

He chuckled, “found a small waterfall, went for a swim.”

“You fell over the falls?”

Hunter laughed, “yes, but deliberately.” He turned to look at her, his brown eyes seemingly changing color in the light, “I’m fine, Omega.” He said with a reassuring smile.

“Like when you fell off that retaining wall you were trying to fix?”

Hunter had the decency to look guilty. “It was a sprained ankle, kid, I was fine.”

Omega shook her head and laughed, “you’re going to be the death of me, old man.” She said walking over to the sink and grabbing a cloth to help dry the dishes.

He chuckled, “well, wouldn’t that be a change.” He said fondly.

She nudged him playfully and they settled into a familiar and warm silence.

[cammiko-arts]

“Now, Timon trying to pretend he’s something that he’s not to impress a love interest feels VERY on-brand to me. In my mind, Timon is not only insecure, but has a deep-rooted sense of shame and even self-loathing, to the point where he believes he is fundamentally broken and unlovable as he is. (He would NEVER admit this out loud, of course.) Sooo, it would make perfect sense for him to avoid sincerity at all costs when he’s feeling vulnerable.”

HELP, THAT’S EXACTLY WHAT MY BROTHER SAID?

But I understand it; Timon is very self-conscious and “egotistical,” but I think it’s because he’s scared of losing his husband bestest best friend if he shows his “true self,” Pumbaa would leave him and he would be alone. Especially because of how he’s so different from the other meerkats, his self-consciousness is low. Acting like who he is, is something that might hurt too much—maybe he’s constantly scared, anxious—so he makes this persona and refused to show vulnerability.

Until he met Pumbaa. And while he still is this alter ego of himself, he is slowly slipping out of that shell and back to who he really is. But that’s just a theory of mine, and after reading that post on their love dynamic, I wanted to share my two cents.

YESSSSSS. Thank you, yes!!! That’s exactly how I see Timon as a character.

The bluster, the ego, the bravado—it’s all him overcompensating for deep-rooted shame and self-loathing, and this feeling that he’s completely unlovable. I don’t think Timon truly enjoys his status as an “outcast,” no matter how much he claims the opposite, and I think he actually has a lot of unprocessed trauma stemming from his rejection by his fellow meerkats.

And even with Pumbaa, I think Timon has a hard time accepting Pumbaa’s unconditional love for him. Because Timon has never known unconditional love—the concept is totally foreign to him. He feels he has to earn love somehow, that he has to find a way to be DESERVING of it. Which is, in my personal headcanon, what explains Timon’s tendency to position himself as the “brains of the outfit” in his dynamic with Pumbaa.

Because if he can convince Pumbaa that he NEEDS him to guide him, then maybe Pumbaa won’t leave him.

Because, in Timon’s warped little mind, if Pumbaa ever realized he could survive without Timon, what’s stopping him from walking away?

And if Pumbaa walked away—life would lose all its meaning for Timon. He couldn’t survive it.

—

(AAAAAND that’s basically the plot of the fanfic I’m working on. Timon having recurring nightmares about Pumbaa walking away from him and never looking back, and then violently self-sabotaging because of that mounting fear. Aghhhh. It makes me wanna cry thinking about it LOOOL.)

…I have written an entire freakin’ essay on Timon’s masking behavior to guide my fanfic writing. It discusses in depth how each of his relationships—Pumbaa, Simba, and later Mya—challenge his mask and his coping mechanisms in different ways, and how his mask ultimately gets shattered. How Pumbaa’s love for him gets reframed and how he finally lets himself love Pumbaa back, loudly and openly. 😭💔

[that-weird-mime]

Hello Neighbor AU idea An AU where everything is the same but nothing bad ever happened to the Petersons, the whole family is just incredibly socially awkward and the local neighborhood kids keep catching them out of context.

Diane? Struggling with heavy agoraphobia and social anxiety so she never goes out, her husband's helping her out though and some select friends are taking her out of the house for lunch from time to time. Theo? Struggles to talk around people and has staring issues, so he comes off as creepy. He is also particular about how he does things. (He MUST do his pushups on the lawn. Or else. Or else what? He doesn't know.) Aaron? Emotional issues (stemming from distance from his mother I'd think) that lead to frequent tantrums despite his age, but he finds comfort in the basement. Mya? Decided to be temporarily homeschooled along with Aaron while he's learning coping mechanisms so he isn't lonely (because she's sweet like that.)

The inventor's club just completely misinterprets their situation. Especially Nicky, whose best friend is pushing him away. (So. Sort've how they act in normal HN/hj)

Quentin probably figures out real fast the family's fine (After scaring the hell out of Diane peeking in) and helps get them groceries as sorry (they invite him to dinner sometimes maybe).

[rollinwiththepunches]

learning CSP on my new computer to abandon PS; here's Abbie and crew sorted by who causes the least to most problems

from left to right:

Xalli'hion (cook, bosun, second mate, crew grandpa)

Qilax (Shipwright, mechanic)

Mya (cabin girl, swabs the decks)

Abster'sine (captain)

Haddal (navigator, quartermaster, priest, medical purser)

Reithe (first mate, helmsman)

Mya is a newer addition, she's a topsider who's been stuck with the crew since she ended up owing Abbie money. Picture Kobeni from Chainsaw Man

Haddal's expression is like the funniest thing I've ever drawn

[kissorkill16]

Friendship In Raven Brooks: A Hello Neighbor Fanfic

By JJ

Summary: They all just wanted to live their lives, and then they met each other and became the bestest friend group you'll ever see.

Chapter 10

Aaron hid his face behind his arm, trying to avoid being seen by anyone. It wasn't easy though, people kept trying to ask him questions. Either they were questions about his grandparents, or just rhetorical questions that were just to make fun of him.

"Did you know your parents were meteorologists?"

"Are you as much of a wingnut as them?"

"Have you ever even met Roger and Adele?"

"Did you know they went to jail once? Have either of your parents ever been to jail?"

He ran out of the school and looked all around the front entrance of Raven Brooks Elementary for his sister, trying to avoid everyone before someone else could ask another question he may or may not know the answer to.

When he finally spotted her, he saw her with two other girls he recognized. Lucy and Maritza. He ran to Mya and grabbed her arm, pulling her away from the two girls.

"Let's roll.", he said. Mya didn't move a little, and she began to protest. "I want to walk home with Lucy and Maritza.", she said.

"Not today.", said her brother, and Mya didn't argue any further.

Just then, someone called out to them. Aaron turned around to see Nicky waving at them.

"Aaron! Mya!", he called out. But Aaron didn't stop, he just kept walking. Nicky tried to catch up with them, but Aaron seemed to be faster than him, because he was already gone in a flash.

Enzo caught up to Nicky and put a hand on his shoulder, "He must be in a rush or something, don't worry about it.", he said. "We can walk home instead. Maritza!"

Maritza rolled her eyes but walked over to Nicky and her brother anyway, along with Lucy. Nicky took a deep breath before he waved at Maritza.

"Dad agreed she could act more mature now that she's in middle school, but I still have to walk her home.", said Enzo. "Even though I already know the way back.", said Maritza.

Enzo just ignored her sister as he began walking down the sidewalk. "C'mon, let's go.", he said.

Nicky trailed behind him, and he felt his heart skip a few beats when Maritza intertwined her fingers in his.

"Lucy, this is Nicky. He's new to the city and he's with my brother in most of his classes. We spent lunch together after he saved me from nearly hurting a mean girl.", Maritza said to her friend. "Say hi, Nicky."

"Hi, Nicky.", said Nicky, his face red and his voice high pitched. Lucy and Maritza looked at him and laughed.

"He's funny.", said Lucy. "And so adorable."

"I know right?"

Nicky followed Enzo on his wobbling legs, Maritza holding his hand and Lucy following next to them.

Meanwhile, Aaron and Mya ran into their house, slamming the door behind them. By the time they caught their breaths, their ankles were nearly itchy from being scratched by overgrown weeds.

"How was the first day?"

They jumped up when they saw their dad, standing near the entrance to the basement. They didn't expect him to be right there, they didn't even think he'd be home.

He was looking directly at Aaron, and Aaron scratched the back of his head. "It was alright.", he said.

But that didn't seem like a good enough answer for their father, he looked to Mya for a more complete answer.

Mya happily dusted herself off, sat on the couch and told her father about her day.

"I made friends.", she said. "One of my friends is named Lucy, another one is named Maritza. They live in Newtown. Lucy likes fairies and fantasy books, and Maritza's into mechanics and how things work. Oh! And she likes pie, and I like pie!"

"Wait a minute."

Her father sat down next to her, looking at her directly in the eye. Mya fearlessly looked back at him.

"Did you say she likes pie too?", he asked. Mya nodded, "Uh huh.", she replied. Her father tapped his chin as he thought, "And...and you like pie."

"Dad, you know I like pie.", Mya playfully said.

The man threw his hands up and slapped the sides of his legs.

"Well, I can see no way around it.", he said. "You, Lucy and Mitzi -"

"Maritza.", Mya corrected.

"You, Lucy and Maritza will simply have to be friends."

"Agreed."

They shook hands, and Aaron looked at them, completely confused.

"You two are weird.", he said.

Mya left the living room, and just as Aaron was about to leave, his father pulled him back to the living room and sat him down on the couch.

"And you?", he asked. "Find anyone there as interesting as you?"

Aaron nodded and shrugged, thinking Enzo, Nicky, Maritza, Trinity and Lucy probably qualify. "Maybe.", he said. "I mean, not anyone as interesting as you, but..."

Aaron looked down at his lap, feeling ashamed for some reason. His father tilted his head up and locked eyes with him, and Aaron stilled in his place.

"My son. My progidy. My heir of parent.", he said. He leaned in closer, pressing their foreheads together.

"You will never, and I do mean never find someone as interesting as me."

Then he leaned back, tilted his head, and bellowed one of his earthquake level laughs that nearly made Aaron's eardrums split in half.

"It's worth it.", thought Aaron, "It's a great laugh."

Soon after, Aaron left the living room, going to his room and dropping his backpack on the floor. He went back out to go get a snack from the kitchen, when he heard some humming coming from his parents' room.

He peeked in the room to see his mother, holding up two dresses near the mirror. When she turned around, she saw him peeking through the door, and she smiled.

"Aaron, hi.", she said. "I didn't hear you come in through the front."

She gestured for him to come in, and Aaron hesitantly walked in and sat down on the bed. His mother held up the two dresses to her son, "Which one do you think looks better on me? The pink one, or the blue one?"

"What's all this for anyway?", asked Aaron.

His mother tucked a strand of hair behind her ear. "Well, remember Jay and Miguel from the mall?", Aaron nodded. "We were planning to get together tonight at dinner. Me, your father, Jay, Luanne, and Miguel. I told your father he could invite Ike too to keep him company."

Aaron wasn't too sure how he felt about that, about his father meeting new people. He's never really seen his father with anyone else besides his own family or Mr. Gershowitz. He never really was much of a people person.

"Mom, are you sure that's a good idea?", he asked. His mother looked at him and nodded.

"Of course, Aaron.", she said. "I know your father doesn't really like people all that much, but he might actually like our new neighbors. After all, he got used to Ike after a while."

"Yeah, but Dad and Mr. Gershowitz were childhood friends, Mom."

"It still counts."

Aaron looked at the dresses his mother held. "The pink one.", he said. He turned to leave, but his mother turned him back around and looked him in the eye.

"Honey, trust me.", she said. "It will all be okay, Cat."

Aaron smiled warmly at his mother.

Cat.

She's never called him that ever since...

Ever since he was little...

Ever since Germany...

But he tried not to mind, he just smiled and left the room, going back to his room, and praying to whatever God existed out there that this get-together wouldn't end up a total disaster.

[powertooled]

friendo I have a theory

I hope you won’t hate it

it’s about what happened to Nicky in the basement I think I figured out what happened to him down there

I don’t think your gonna like what I think it is

It’s Aaron

Aaron has been the one hurting Nicky down there

and I have so much to back this up

first off

let’s take a look at nicky

he’s completely out of it definitely not in the right mind set

he keeps taking about stuff like he’ll keep playing games if he doesn’t get hurt again

now who would be playing games down there with him?

definitely not Mr Peterson (I think) he’s a fully grown man

only a child would want to play games (I’m pretty sure)

who else could be down there in the basement that’s a child

Aaron

now why would Aaron hurt Nicky?

well in hello neighor hide and seek we see that after Aaron’s mother dies he becomes more angry more controlling towards Mya

eventually leading him to push her off the roof

and if we assume that Mya already died (I’m pretty sure she did)

then that death would’ve hurt Aaron even more

it would’ve made him even more mad

especially after getting lock up in his basement by his father

He also must’ve been in that same room with nicky (the one with the fake windows)

it may explain the dolls that are torn in that room too

Mr Peterson must’ve gave them something to play with

so he gave them dolls he had (cause they were the only dolls he had)

but instead of playing with these dolls Aaron got mad he tore them all up to take out his anger on something else besides nicky

or the dolls could be torn up cause Aaron wanted to make a mask with the dolls materials

why would Aaron be the one making the mask Nicky wears?

well I think he made the mask for nicky cause he no longer has his sisters doll to play with

In the games we see Mya has a doll that represents Aaron and hers mother

Aaron after their mother dies takes the doll from Mya

he’s using it as a coping mechanism to deal with his mothers death

but since he (probably) no longer has that doll with him down in’t he basement he needed a new doll a new toy to cope with

that’s where Nicky comes into play

the mask Nicky wears represents him being a doll a toy to Aaron

he’s no longer a person to Aaron he’s a plaything

that’s why he gave that mask to Nicky

why would Nicky even wear it?

well we see Nicky say short sentences like “wrong! Wrong way! Not right!” Or “all wrong no way out”

these sound like things Aaron must’ve repeatedly told him

he must’ve said things like “that’s the wrong way” or “that’s not the right way” to Nicky to get it stuck in his head to get the message across

basically teaching Nicky to obey him

otherwise Nicky would get hurt

so he must’ve told Nicky that it’s safe when he wears that mask

that it’s safe in the room nicky stays stuck in

he wouldn’t wanna be alone down in the basement again

so he must’ve told Nicky that going up stairs was wrong

or that could’ve been mr Peterson telling him to stay in the basement

could be both

also another thing is that when the rescue squad managed to knock down the fake windows Nicky knew exactly where to go

Nicky must’ve knocked those down before trying to escape

or trying to set Aaron free

cause when he gets to that crow door

he repeats “open the door” over and over

He’s saying that cause Aaron has called to him multiple times telling him to open the door

when he sees trinity trying to go through the door he panics

why would he tell trinity to not go through the door

maybe cause he doesn’t want trinity getting hurt too

After he tells trinity to not open the door he says over and over “I'm sorry”

he’s scared cause he told someone to not set Aaron free

he thinks Aaron’s gonna get mad at him for that

that he’s gonna hurt him again

Why he asks trinity if the game their gonna play is safe

is probably because Mr Peterson has told Aaron and Nicky the games they play are not safe and punishes Nicky in some way

or it could be Aaron saying that cause he doesn’t want to get in trouble and get sent back to his own room for not being safe around the basement

like his father told him to

Mr Peterson doesn’t want Aaron getting hurt so he keeps him locked up in that crow room

but at the same time he doesn’t want him being lonely so he gives Aaron someone to play with

but still keeps him locked up in the fake windowed room

so he still doesn’t go anywhere but now has someone

sorry this was so long

this was probably a horrible theory

sorry I just had to tell someone I couldn’t not tell anyone any longer

Hope you didn’t hate it

THIS

This had awakened me from my fandom hibernation

I do like this theory but I think most of it will depend on how the show characterizes Aaron going forward and how similar it is to the books.

I was working with the idea that the crow room was where the guest lived, though Aaron being their could explain his absence in the show so far since based on the basic timeline he should still be chilling in the basement.

I think you're onto something with the dolls though, especially considering the importance of Miya's doll and how the show emphasized Nicky's mask.

Also don't apologize >:00

This wasn't a bad theory at all and I certainly didn't hate it!

[ihrtspeed]

INCOMING   TEXT:     omg   hv   u   met  MYA  ‘LIL  TOMMY’  STONE   of   the  NARZIA  BOIS   yet   ?   they’re   one   of   the   crew’s   mechanic   n   actually   go   by   NITRO.   the  twentysix   is   typically   seen   hanging   arnd   so  true  tattoo.   allegedly   they’re   frm   dover,  delaware   n   hv   been   w/   the   crew   for   eight months.   wtvr.   just   watch   out   for   them,   k   ?   ttyl   !

CHAPTER O1: STATS

name:  mya  stone  nickname:  lil  tommy  alias:  nitro  age:  twentysix  (  12th  of  august  1981  )  zodiac  sign:  leo  hometown:  dover,  delaware  crew:  narzia  bois  occupation:  mechanic  orientation:  pansexual  piercings: double ear lobes tattoos: too many to count mbti: estp (the promoter) house: gryffindor signature scent: DKNY be delicious & YSL babydoll

car:  2000  ford  mustang  svt cobra r modifications:  lowered  car,  modified body with a fox body kit, extended front lip, the ombre  red  paint  job, blacked out rims, tail  lights  that  flash  a  star  instead.  license:  N1TR00  character study: letty ortiz from fast & furious, audrey ramirez from atlantis: the lost empire, ashley spinelli from recess, sarah baker from cheaper by the dozen. faceclaim:  kehlani  parrish.

character inspo quote: "funny thing was he always wanted sons, right? One to run his machine shop, and the other to be middleweight boxing champion! But, he got my sister and me instead. oh? so what does your sister do? She's 26 and 0 with a shot at the title next month."

CHAPTER O2: BACKSTORY

mya is one of two girls in a town that she felt like was in the middle of nowhere and was a completely deadbeat city. no one cool actually comes from delaware and if there was, they never repped the state hard enough to make a difference. both of her parents were somewhat traditional with the idea that girls should stay at home and look after their children and boys are allowed to go outside and get dirty, however with having two girls, it was proven a little bit difficult to maintain that mindset. her parents, especially her father, always wanted sons but got mya and her older sister instead. this then led to mya being exposed to cars. everything mya knew about cars came from her father & her uncles from the shop. the only thing she is grateful for about delaware is the car culture. it wasn't heavily saturated with JDM builds like other cities may have. delaware was more focused on american made cars which is what mya is more familiar with. her mother disapproved of mya's growing interest in cars and mechanics in general and wanted mya to be more proactive in areas that didn't require mya's clothes to be stained with engine oil and grease underneath her fingernails. however, that wasn't mya's style. mya wasn't afraid to get down and dirty and she had always been that way since she was four.

mya was introduced to street racing, JDM builds, customisation and American mods through one of her guy friends who had posters of import models on his bedroom wall during her third year of college.

mya was hooked after her first street race.

CHAPTER O3: HEADCANONS

✧ mya became interested in cars when she turned 4 as the loud noises and the sudden gear shift movements in trucks would make her squeal and entertain her in the backseat. ✧ mya got her nickname growing up as she has always stated that she is a tomboy through and through. because of her constant announcement of being a "tomboy", people then just started to tease her as 'lil tommy', short for tomboy. ✧ because mya is stubborn and can be a little bit of a know-it-all when it comes to cars, she is the most annoying backseat driver ✧ mya oddly enough got her license extremely late compared to others. she didn't get her license until she was 22. she was too busy in the shop to practise driving and getting her license. ✧ mya and her dad have a project car that they work on together whenever mya visits home. ✧ mya basically forced herself to get into narzia bois, being almost too obnoxious and loud mouth for her own good. ✧ one of mya's favourite modifications is changing the lightbulbs of a car's tail light. she loves rewiring them to flash into different shapes such as a heart or a star. ✧ mya has a bachelor degree in mechanical engineering with honours at florida state university.

CHAPTER O4: OPEN PLOTS

i. since mya practically forced herself into the crew. your muse can be the one that she constantly bugged and nagged for a chance to be apart of the team. very tom&jerry vibes, but deep down inside, you know that mya was a good addition; you weren't going to admit that out loud though. ii. mya works as a mechanic just in general, so customers would be great! customers from the other crew??? just because mya is that good and fast??? and yet it makes it seem like mya is fraternizing with the enemy when really she is just here to make a bag. iii. JDM vs. american muscle. because mya has always been surrounded by american muscle cars, she is still learning her footing around JDM builds. that doesn't mean though that she is completely stupid about them. maybe your muse and her constantly get into fights about which exactly is the better car. maybe an impromptu race helps to settle the score? it never does. iv. mya is a loud mouth and sometimes she truly does need to be kept on a leash. however her words and threats come from a place of knowing her worth and knowing the crew's worth. your muse is the one who keeps her in line; someone she trusts not to lash out on her when she lashes out first. BONUS: mya is a loud mouth and your muse is the one who antagonizes her cause they think it's funny. v. GIVE ANY OTHER PLOTS THAT YOU CAN THINK OFF KJDGHKJDS

[billyfazworth]

Deep Below Ground - Part 1: Prologue.

Written by William F. Fazworth.

Peterson Residence, October 7th 1996:

"Ivan, I need a report on Enzo's whereabouts, now!"

"I'm sorry Mari, it's still a negative, from him, from Trinity, it's just us left."

Maritza ended the talk on the radio, it's horrible, everyone's getting picked off one by one. "What are we gonna do?" Finch asked her, Mari didn't know what to tell her aside from the usual "We move forward."

The duo continue to trek through the old home, it's insides twisted by mechanical contraptions built to barricade, capture, and whatever other madness could be done to those who dared to step foot inside. In the case of Mari and the Rescue Squad however, stepping inside is a necessary sacrifice.

They must find them, save them.

"Found something."

Mari turned over to Finch, she was looking through a built in map on one of the cameras "There's a way to unlock the hatch in the backyard, it's all the way upstairs though." He pointed out. "Upstairs? Enzo went up there and never came back!" Mari exclaimed, prompting Finch to note "And Trinity disappeared while she was downstairs, none of this house is safe from traps."

Finch made the first move with Mari catching up from behind, she was peaking through the corners surrounding the stairs "We're good, let's move." He said, the duo began to move faster, not taking any chances. Maritz ran further ahead from Finch, bat in hand, ready to take on whatever is coming-

SLAM

Maritza falls forward, her face slamming to the floor, she turned back to see a metal gate, sealing her and Finch from each other. "Wha- What happened?!" She screamed "I-I don't know! W-We must've tripped a sensor or-"

"Mari?"

Maritza stood in fear, her eyes widened in terror, all she could do was point behind Finch. The latter turned to see him, Peterson.

"GO!" Finch screamed at Maritza.

"B-BUT I-"

"GO!-"

Maritza ran and ran, only peaking behind once, she saw Finch struggling to escape from Peterson. Mari felt horrible, she didn't want to leave Finch behind but she had no choice, she couldn't have saved her. The girl manages to jump into a nearby room, shutting the door and blocking it with a chair, she sat on the floor to breathe.

She looked around the room to see what it was, the walls were lined with old blueprints, there were posters in different languages, seemingly promoting something. She took a closer look at them one by one, these were remnants, all from attractions.

This was Peterson's workshop.

She looked around the room to see if there was anything useful she could use, tools, papers, anything that could help. Maritza looked through every drawer in the room, all a bunch of legal nonsense and paperwork, however, something did caught her attention.

There on the desk was a picture frame of the Petersons, the picture frame was cut and the picture itself vandalized by various scribbles and written words. Aaron's picture crossed out with the words "CURSED", Mrs. Peterson was scribbled with "I'M SORRY", and Mya... Mya's was riddled with numbers that read "8/9/95".

Near the photo, a sticky note.

"Remember what he did, remember where you hid it, remember why your still here in the first place."

Maritza scratched her head over the note, she looked around to see what else she could find, then she noticed one of the picture frames. The picture frame itself was nothing to special, it was just a painting of a bird, a crow or raven of sorts, but it was tilted and Maritza was getting desperate. "God please let this be a spy thing where if I turn it, it'll-"

The photo itself fell to the floor but that didn't matter.

She found a safe, with a keypad.

Maritza looked back at the picture "Here goes nothing." She bluntly told herself, typing in 8995, and it worked. Inside was a single remote labeled "Hatch Pulley." This was it, the key to unlock the hatch.

Right in time too, she could hear the footsteps outside.

Maritza quickly looked around for an exit and unfortunately there's only one, the window. She quickly opened up the window and climbed out, trying her damn hardest to stay as close to the wall as possible until she found the nearby balcony. After making a small jump, she opened the door slowly and saw Peterson rushing into the room she was just in, taking the opportunity, she ran out and downstairs, heading outside.

Now in the backyard with the remote in hand, she presses the button, the hatch slowly being lifted up, she wasted no haste and jumped down below.

Inside was a tunnel, two ways, the first one blocked off by a bunch of furniture, the other one was a boarded pathway, she broke off said boards with her bat and walked through a small corridor, which ended with a metal door with another keypad. Tempting fate, Maritza typed the same code from last time, a beeping sound played and the door opened up.

She wasn't ready to see what was inside.

Laid out in the dirt was a small carpet, small flower pots stood by it and is surrounded by candles, above it a small shelf with the same items alongside small toys, one a doll, Mya's doll. Next to the doll is a cropped out picture of Mya and above the shelf is a cropped out picture of Mya from her missing poster.

Maritza covered her mouth in a sense of disbelief, did Peterson... no... not his own daughter... not Mya.

"No! No! NO!" Maritza screamed, her voice sounding almost anguished "Please no, please no!" She screamed to herself as she fell to her knees. Maritza looked over at the monument and as she kept staring at it for longer periods of time, her eyes began to blur, her mind was screaming.

She doesn't want this to be a grave.

But there was no time for grief.

She heard a loud bang and turned.

BANG

Maritza fell to the floor, her eyes beginning to blur, her body weakening.

The last thing she saw was a shovel shoved to the ground, covered in blood.

Thank you all so much for reading this first part of Deep Below Ground, hope you all enjoy what I have in store so far, can't wait to show more!

Also, any questions and criticism is welcomed, I'd love to answer and improve.

P.S: @ravenbrookz here's the first part of that Finch and Maritza fic I talked about that's set in my AU!

[chaosandorder46]

Tag meme

Tagged by @hecatesbroom (THANKS!)

Last song: No Choir by Florence + The Machine (I also definitely had a fic title pop into my head with these lyrics…now to come up with the fic.)

Last book: Meditation for Fidgety Skeptics: A 10% Happier How-To Book by Dan Harris and Jeff Warren

Last Movie: Jurassic World with my kids. Good movie to crochet to. 😊

Last TV Show: Breaking Bad (I am rarely current on tv shows.)

Sweet/Savory/Spicy: Depends on my mood. Spicy is never bad.

Relationship status: Married

Last thing I googled: Removing the cassette from rear wheel road bike (I did it myself! I am a mechanical goddess! An engineering marvel! Nevermind the fact that it took two days and I threw some tools. It’s FINE.)

Current obsession: Witcher, always. WOT. And randomly crochet.

Looking forward to: I have the biggest project of my work life coming to a conclusion on 6/1. The two weeks after will be hectic, then back to “normal”. But I am then going on vacation to somewhere that is not boiling hot Texas.

Tag 9 people: I’ll tag a handful of people that I haven’t recently tagged in one of these thingys. @spectralhero @arestlessrunaway @mya-devries @thehelliknow @an-enigmatic-mind @hgwellss @shamelmuts (no pressure!)

[loopielupie]

Whumptober Day 8 & Day 13 - Overcrowded ER & "I don't feel so good"

The place is crowded.

Sasaki curses under his breath as he scans for an open seat. There's nothing. The atmosphere prickles with anxiety and all it does is make Sasaki want to yell at someone, anyone to help. But it doesn't work that way and getting himself escorted out is the last thing he wants when-

"Shuumei-san?"

He snaps out of it as Miyano leans further into his support, blinking up at him with fever-glazed eyes. Sasaki bites the inside of his cheek and eyes the queue for reception with a slowly building dread.

"Mya-chan, d'ya think you can keep standing?" he asks through the lump in his throat, trying not to think about the heat he can feel radiating from him.

"I...I'm not sure," he whispers, airily and Sasaki feels the truth of his hesitation in how his legs have started shaking. Thankfully, a woman notices them and waves them over, gesturing to her now open seat next to a young girl holding an obviously broken arm. On autopilot Sasaki gets them there, easing Miyano into the chair and thanking the woman, mechanically. He know it's rude but he pays no attention to anything she might say. Miyano sinks into the seat and Sasaki does want to leave him but he has to. Instead he shrugs off his jacket and lays it over him.

"I gotta go get you checked in, ok? I'll be right back."

"I'll be here," Miyano replies, still quiet but with enough humour that Sasaki can't help but smile. He quickly squeezes Miyano's hand and scurries off to join the queue, behind a man with a poorly bandaged hand he tries not to look at.

Thankfully, the receptionists are efficient and in no time at all he's rattling off Miyano's symptoms and personal details and pointing over to where Miyano's still sitting.

"They'll see you soon, ok?"

Sasaki...can't be sure about that but he takes the offered emesis basin, thanks her, and hurries as much as he can back to Miyano's side. The woman and her daughter are gone so Sasaki sinks into the seat next to Miyano.

"What'd...they say?"

"You'll be seen soon," Sasaki replies.

Miyano hums and it sounds pained as much as agreeable. Sasaki doesn't hesitate to coax him closer, tucking him against his side and trying resolutely not to think about how hot Miyano's breaths are against his neck. The last time he checked, his fever was 39.3 but Sasaki has no way of knowing if it's gone up since then.

"You holdin' up ok?" It feels weak even as he asks it and Sasaki wants to kick himself but there are dozens of people here and Saski has no way of knowing when they'll be seen and he feels so useless.

"'m tired." It comes out as a whine and Sasaki runs his fingers through sweat-damp hair. Screw the people around him.

"Sleep, I'll wake you when they call you."

Miyano shifts a little, likely trying to get comfortable in the hard plastic chair. Sasaki accommodates as best he can but with the harsh lights and the constant bustle of movement and noise, he's not sure it matters. He watches the room around him, glaring at one older man who looks at them just a bit too long and a bit too sideways. He starts every time a nurse or doctor comes to call someone through and feels a little more helpless each time it's not them. Logically, this is a good thing: not being prioritised means Miyano isn't dying or anything. but when he's curled up on a waiting room chair shivering and suffering Sasaki can't help it.

Suddenly, Miyano lurches upright, and Sasaki barely avoids a knock to the chin but it's forgotten immediately. Miyano doubles over with a whine and gags. Sasaki fumbles the basin into his hands as Miyano retches again. But there's nothing to come up so all he does is gag and cough and choke. Sasaki holds him through it, murmuring meaningless nonsense like 'breathe. it's ok. I've got you'. His eyes burn.

When Miyano is finally done, he rocks back, slumping down in the seat. He looks even paler now, more exhausted. Sasaki abandons the basin and gently wipes away the drying tears on his cheeks. Miyano leans into the touch but Sasaki hates the way his face crumples like he's holding back more tears.

"I don't...I don't feel so good," Miyano whispers, shoulders climbing to his ears.

"I know, Yoshikazu," Sasaki gentles, cupping his flushed face and guiding him back to rest against his collar. "'m sorry."

Miyano makes a sound something like a protest, but Sasaki just shushes him quietly and tries not to let his heartbreak show on his face.

The door opens again. Another person is called. Sasaki wants to scream, but that wouldn't get them anywhere. So he tucks Miyano closer, runs fingers through his hair as he shivers, and feels helpless.

All they can do is wait.

[mkstrigidae]

hi! ive been in my feels lately and decided to finally read apwh for the first time, and it struck just how tragic the situation is, especially the jonsa side of it, no matter what there will always be moments in which jon is more of a brother to sansa’s siblings than she is, simply because of their upbringing. not that they wont be close, but the bonds formed in childhood might not be possible to replicate in adulthood. this might not be the ending you were thinking lol, i was simply feeling pessimistic and thinking about this fic.

lots of love this is an amazingly fleshed out story

It is an absolute nightmare scenario, honestly haha. Like, you're absolutely right about that missing time and those experiential gaps- I've been thinking about that a lot lately. There's just so much that was taken from Sansa, but she's also got this whole other life that happened outside of the Winterfell Bubble™ and a whole other set of experiences. Like, you're definitely right in that Jon is more of a sibling in some ways than Sansa is to the rest of the Starks, and that has the potential to cause some friction.

It's a hard thing to reconcile, I think, when there are so many things from Sansa's life so far that she would never trade in, like Robin and Mya, but she also hasn't quite grasped just how much she missed out on. There's a sort of 'stages of grief' period she's got to hit at some point, but she's kind of still in denial about a lot of things right now as a sort of mental defense mechanism. At some point, that grief and anger at what she's been denied are going to hit, and, uh, it's probably not going to be pretty.

That being said, there's an experience of living as Sansa that the rest of the Starks can't necessarily relate to- of essentially living as a normal person in a world where everyone knows who the Starks are and people regularly recognize them and there's the whole media thing, and the old money thing. It's another part of her life that she kind of has to mourn at some point, and there are going to be complicated feelings about the whole thing. Her life has been difficult in a lot of respects, but there are a whole bunch of things that I think Sansa wouldn't trade for anything.

Thank you so much for such a lovely ask!!! I always love hearing people's analysis of the story and their takes on all the wild plotlines/emotional ramifications flying all over the story haha 🥰🥰🥰

[probablygoodrpgideas]

Will you be my hunter: Preparations part 1

Sorry, been slacking with summaries a bit, university was hell the last couple of weeks.

Morena and Mya manage to build a mechanical body to house the sould of Morena's girlfriend. They also begin the ritual of transfering the soul.

Our heroes infiltrate the family home of their host Marcella to steal back Marcella's ring that marks them as nobility and allows them to write decrees of violence, which they will require to be able to fight in this city. The infiltration was run using the Intrigue optional rules. It went smoothly and allowed for everyone to show off their talents such as I're teleporting everyone inside, Morena using magic to track down the right path, Mhoira being pretty good at fighting some guard automatons, or Sethra leading the tactics in the fight against the automatons.

After Marcella writes decrees of violence for everyone (and Mhoira reveals that she's a succubus to the other group), they are invited to visit Venusto Prezioso, the merchant handling the distribution of the interplanarly imported Yaplufruit and suspected target of Lugno.

Shortly after they arrive and tell him about Lugno, his sibling Lavinii arrives from their most recent interplanar journey. Unfortunately, the plane the Yaplufruit grows on was recently hit by a Tsa'fuu, a clash of the two most powerful gods/forces of good and evil, leaving no food for them to export.

They tell Lavinii about Lugno as well and ask if they would be willing to pretend to have brought back a (disguised) Cataris who is a master alchemist so they can trick Lugno into getting to the Feywild, as was their plan. Lavinii agrees and tells Cataris that the most convincing disguise would be a dark elf, so she shapeshifts into one.

Lavinii, Cataris, and Antonia then go out for the night to mingle among the high society and spread rumors of Cataris' supposed alchemical talents while Rachel and our heroes discuss how to get the ingredients for the fey potion. Rachel will get the fresh sugar while our heroes will travel back to Nurista to get the coffee and the mushrooms.

[ifyouknowmenooo]

Hi I’m Mya, I go by she/her pronouns and I am a lesbian.

Don’t say anything inappropriate, do not be hateful, and if anything is offensive or hatful you will be reported and blocked immediately.

I believe in LGBTQ+ rights, women’s rights, I am pro-choice, anti-deportation, and support the Black Lives Matter movement, and I believe that the president we have is a dictator/predator. if you disagree with any of this do not follow me, and do not interact.

I am on a mental health recovery and discovering myself in my own ways, and I do not condone anything about SH or other unhealthy coping mechanisms unless they are supportive and helpful towards recovery.