#nobody in that situation is at fault. its just a shitty situation.

[im-smart-i-swear]

webby would have LOVED mystery flesh pit national park

[kitkats-forthe-gays]

Okay okay hopefully last thing about Wilbur Soot.

Looking back at his lyrics (yes I hyperannylized this shit, I have no regrets) it all makes sense now.

I never wanted to say anything like this, but the lyrics “All this over a kiss. You weren’t there, so why you pressed by this?” Always stood out as kind of shitty. Again, that’s just my opinion and it probably means nothing in the current situation, I just wanted to get that off my chest.

Besides this, his lyrics in general just kind of seem shitty. He wrote about abuse and horrible people. How jealousy can drive anger and abuse. He wrote about everything he was. Angry, shitty, jealous, and abusive.

We all know Shubble and Niki aren’t the only victims. That’s obvious. The people he was close to, his friends, though they may not have spoken out, they were manipulated too.

Just like Billzo said in his response. He saw Wilbur be an ass towards his friends. He saw manipulation. But nothing could be said thanks to the platform he once had.

Looking back at old streams, too, there’s so much stuff we passed off as brotherly. We didn’t know any better, of course. That’s not our fault. It’s Wilbur’s. He tricked us. He tricked his friends.

Remember when Tommy said he felt uncomfortable around Wilbur, and he just came in and pushed Tommy away. No? I didn’t either. Because we were tricked into believing that Wilbur was being helpful. Manipulation at its finest.

Everything was just so fucked up. And there may have been signs, as I’ve just pointed out, but we didn’t notice. Nobody could have noticed. There was no way anyone could take one look at him and have gone “this guys an abuser”.

Anyone can say they knew all along, but did they? Sure, they could have been skeptical but that doesn’t mean they were sure he was an ass. In all reality, we were all just fans who were fooled by him into believing he did, and could do, nothing wrong.

That’s not anybody’s fault but his.

One final thing, nobody who was involved with the abuser owes anything. No apology. No statement. They don’t even have to acknowledge the situation.

It’s their lives. But the fuck out of it. They owe nobody anything. Let them cope.

Let them find their stance on the situation. If they choose to say something, good for them. If they choose move on and never say anything about it, that’s not our business.

Leave them alone

[wisp-wandering]

For those of you who don't understand Taco’s complex character, think she's a straight up terrible person, or just want to know my view on her... this is the chapter for you! I will be going over analysis, psychology facts, and head cannons that align with her character.

Let's start with copy and pastes with Ideas I've already conveyed in other media's;

(This is me):

How come nobody here actually sees II in the light of a *REALITY SHOW*. A thing that's meant to bring out the worst in people? Like genuinely it makes me so frustrated that people can't see that. Characters like Steve Cobs/Walkie/Springy have no excuse, as they were never shoved into the environment. But the Gameshow was not only nonconsensual but offers 1 MILLION DOLLARS. in the light of 2011? THATS A LOT OF DAMN MONEY. most gameshows offer 10k, or 100k? 1 MILLION IS A LOT. Just to put it into perspective try to imagine the difference between 100k and 1Mil in marbles.  the human brain simply can't process that high of a number.

Onto the psychological effects. IT CAN PUT HIGH STRESS ON IT'S CONTESTANTS. and I'm just gonna say it right now. What Balloon, Trophy, and Taco did isn't that bad. LIKE I SWEAR. PSYCHOLOGICALLY IT MAKES SENSE FOR THEM TO USE STRATEGY LIKE THIS. The only thing I'll call Them out on was their rude comments and nature after the fact, but you also have to realize it's to exaggerate their negative antagonism towards the other contestants. In a game show like that it invokes behaviours that would otherwise not be part of their character. Trophy can be seen being a better person once not in the Gameshow. Cheesy was rude as shit until he wasn't in the Gameshow, Balloon reflected on his character when he wasn't in the Gameshow, Taco— oh! Would you look at that! Became better when she wasn't in a game show! Sure she acted shitty in some cases, but that was when money was still put on the line. I'm absolutely furious people can't realize that the Gameshow invokes that behaviour. Nobody cancels people from survivor when they act shitty. In fact, they Invited the shitty people TO PLAY AGAIN??? AND PEOPLE ROOTED FOR THEM??? People actually need to look at it from a bigger perspective.

Taco has conveyed the thing I've believed and tried to communicate on multiple occasions. THE GAMESHOW BRINGS OUT THE WORST IN PEOPLE!!! The only problem is that SHE DOESNT BELIEVE SHE HERSELF IS EFFECTED SIMILARLY. She's been berated and convinced she's a horrible person, and that she needs to act the way she does because that's who she is. Taco probably thinks she deserves what she's gotten, and was always too scared to confront Pickle directly. She probably thinks she needs to have circumstance around her change in order for her too aswell, considering how she wanted to go back with the Time Machine, but, when confronted by Mepad she denied it. I feel like the plot is pointing towards a situation where she tries to save everyone, and when confronted by Microphone she breaks down and curses herself out for being a horrible person, friend, and other things similar. Microphone and Pickle. Creating a situation where they show Taco that the game made her the way she was too. That she didn't have to be the villain.

Notice how Taco never blamed Mephone directly for the shortcomings of others? Sure she did say it was for his entertainment, but never that it was his fault. She blamed the game. Something NO OTHER VILLAIN HAS DONE. She taking account for her mistakes, THINKING ITS HER. And not stressful circumstances! She doesn't understand she's not a villain, She's just *human* (or object for that matter). A living breathing being. Mistakes don't make you the bad guy.

Also saying Taco has no will to make try and apologize for the sake of others is stupid too. She clearly wants to. She REALLY does. She's scared to hurt them, she's scared she will hurt the again.

(Spoilers for a Spider-Man no way home)

Its a similar trip to what happens at the end of Spider-Man NWH, she isn't going back because she thinks she's protecting them from herself. She genuinely believes she ruins everything she touches. She tried to do so by sabotaging the challenge!

Taco didn't really manipulate Microphone—??? I know what you're gonna say. "Ohh!! Wisp! Yes she did!!!" But— I mean... Rewatching it? If she is— it's... more of peer pressure than direct manipulation??? I mean. She never forced Microphone to do anything. Applauded her input... LET MICROPHONE LEAVE? There was no guilt tripping or alienation, Direct threats to Microphone and her friends. It was more so pressure about the game. Which was— probably Taco perceiving herself as still in the competition. Needing to out smart the others to get Microphone further. Taco seemed to admire Microphone's pacifist nature after a while. And I believe when she Attacked the aliens in ii14, she acted out of blind fear, like an unexpected twist in a challenge. You could tell her initial reaction wasn't malice, it was more of a natural response. She was more protecting Microphone than anything else. Trying to get her out as fast as possible.

I myself have been through a manipulative relationship, and... While I know all experiences aren't the same.

It doesn't feel malicious. Taco felt genuine. She wants to protect others from her own mistakes and herself. She's unknowingly putting others first! She doesn't even realize it! Taco is trying to be a villain only to mistakenly be good, and when she tries to be a hero, she's mistakenly bad... I feel bad for her. She doesn't understand she... Has it right now. It's sad...

What about the situation with balloon?

Well...

She tried to convince Mic to harm him, but never threatened Microphone or herself. Nor did she try to alienate balloon to make it more appealing. Taco pointed out a situation and gave a morally Grey solution. But she never forced Microphone to go with it, she just warned her of potential consequences.

People often mistake her strategy with manipulation. When... Taco didn't really manipulate anyone. She pretended, and provided input. Knowing actions have consequences from her own experience.

Taco is experiencing the "illusionary truth effect" otherwise known as "gaslighting":

(Online statements)

—...However, repetition itself should not serve as a signal of truth, since it does not add anything new to the conversation in terms of credibility. For this reason, the repetition bias is also called the "illusory truth effect"

the fact that repeated presentation of information or items typically leads to better memory for the material. The repetition effect is a general principle of learning, although there are exceptions and modifiers

In relationships, an abusive person may use gaslighting to isolate their partner, undermine their confidence, and make them easier to control. For example, they might tell someone they are irrational until the person starts to think it must be true.

It is a psychological FACT that if one, or other's repeatedly give you information, even if it's false, eventually your mind will begin to perceive it as true. It's why bullying can negatively effect someone, or even just simply saying, "hey fatty" as a joke. Even if you're the skinniest human being on the planet, If you or another says say it enough, the subconscious will inevitably perceive it as true, despite if you know it's false. Even something stupid, like, "The sky is red." Well, no. The sky is blue. You think. But, if someone were to bash that into your skull every day. Ranting on about how the sky IS RED. You're mind will betray your knowledge.

Everyone constantly talks about her in a bad light. Say she's horrible. A good for nothing liar. She's going to perceive it to be true in the end. And she has...

Saying Taco is nothing but a terrible person, and a villain just isn't true. She's an Anti hero, anti villain AT WORST. Not to mention her childish decisions and mind sets make her seem in her teen years, as per my head canons. That only makes her mind MORE malleable and vulnerable. Taco is a complicated Character. But that doesn't mean she's the worst human on the planet. Please, if you don't agree with what I've said, before you berate me, rewatch the show, or atleast look up the psychological effects and other such I included in this rant. I may add onto this in the future, so keep an eye out for a future Taco analysis.

Thank you for your time.

[bnnuy-wabbit]

man idk how to feel about this kinda situation. in one side i understand why shes pissed. byt also i??? literally just fell asleep before i could send her a message to say i got home. and she said some shitty stuff. but now shes apologizing in that Making Everything Sound Like Its Her Fault Ever and touching on subjects that are still a bit sore for the both of us. and i dont really know if its a genuine apology? like i think she DOES mean it. but its not genuine in the sense that nothing will change. she never changes, really? she says she wants to change and worry less but man... i dont know. and also i was pissed at her for over reacting as always but now i feel like shit because she WAS very much going through a tough moment and i feel like an asshole for being mad at her too. her birthday is tomorrow. i hadnt even thought about it, but she very much took it personally because shit happened and nobody wants to celebrate it with her. but overall???? i wish i didnt have to deal with this. like i just constantly feel i have to always keep her from freaking out constantly??? i feel sorry for her but also its so so tiring. i cant even really count on her when shit happens because i always have to console her and stuff because she feels bad Often about the things that happen/have happened and shes just extremely easy to spook??? so like. honestly sometimes id just rather suffer in silence because if i tell her about it i KNOW shell try to help me and fix stuff but NOT BEFORE FREAKING OUT. and its so fucking tiring to have to calm her down when i am already going through That Thing? like rn i have a fever. i dont know why i have a fever. i cant even ask her what to do about it because shes already mad enough and shell be VERY worried and ill have to downplay it dven though i very much feel like crap. i cant even own up to my mistakes! which are. i drank too fucking much yesterday and now im suffering the consequences of that. i wish i could laugh it off with my parents and tell them about it but nah. shell just get worried. so ill just do what i do best regarding feeling ill, which is just ignore it until it goes away because theres like a quota of stress i can put her into and todays is already overfilled so its too many worries to put her through because she just. worries constantly. all the time.

[sillyangstfic]

Question: what should we call the FeLukaGami trio cause they need a catchy name and I have no ideas

Anyways, here's some headcanons: probably started hanging out cause Luka was kinda friends with Kagami and Kagami had a whole situation with Felix. Cue them becoming mlb version of the HP Golden Trio. Their adventures range from them just chilling together to blowing shit up. 90% of the latter tends to be cause by Felix and his inability to just let things go. Kagami has Adrien level social skills so she usually tends to follow whatever Felix does so long at it doesn't seem too outrageous. Luka is just tagging along for the ride, eating some popcorn while making sure nobody dies. All 3 would die and kill for each other.

They're an artsy trio who like to chill as they do their art and ask each other for opinions. Felix (post-amok freedom) has a real appreciation for different colors and likes to exeriment with both clothes and paint. Kagami likes to sketch her sorroundings and makes note on all the little details about the people she draws. Luka is usually writing his own music, ranging from a relaxing guitar tune to heavy metal. They'll meet on weekends to go to different art expos and festivals and just enjoy the art around them.

If Marinette and Adrien are the shoujo part, then this trio is the shonen. They consistantly get into all sorts of situations that require them to find some quick wacky solution or just fight their way out. Most of the time its not even their fault, the universe just loves throwing shit their way.

Kagami's blunt observations tend to be the highlight of both Luka and Felix's day cause she's always so genuine. Luka is the only one tall enough to pick both Kagami and Felix to stop them from killing someone (he has let go at one point). Felix is the "excuse me they asked for no pickles" whenever they have to face Kagami's mom or any producer trying to prey on Luka.

They get together for movie nights and just try a bit of everything so Kagami gets the experience of both good and shitty movies. Whenever they're shedding, Felix invites them to basically live in his apartment cause he has a pool for them chill in. Kagami has become an expert at sneaking out cause of these two.

Tomoe tolerates Felix and Luka but (post-mother daughter final battle) secretly appreciates them for helping Kagami find happiness without hindering her. Anarka and Jagged are just happy Luka has besties and make sure the boat is always open for them. Amelie is thanking the gods that someone finally genuinely likes her son for his personality and not "despite".

.

[taylortruther]

It frustrating to me people won't admit sometimes people just stop being so connected anymore and it's nobody's fault and both sides were falling out of love or connection and it's tragic but its life. Like it happens and nobody needs to be demonized or being called a fumbler. Now both sides of the Jaylor situation seem happy and content in their very seperate lives.

the breakup was literally the only option! they were fundamentally incompatible. fundamentally incompatible people cannot be good partners to each other. mistakes will be made. feelings will get hurt. time will be (in a sense) wasted. it is shitty, and sad!

[drpeppertummy]

it's not just a want but a NEED. a lusty, dusty desire I have for Dark Sunny Lore

You Sicko . The Dark Sunny Lore [warning for illness death suicide self harm child abuse/neglect etc]

his dad never wanted him bc he only wanted 3 kids & sunny was an accidental #4. was always very open about not wanting him bc hes a shitty old bitch

additionally sunny was sick all the time & frequently in the hospital (asthma + other respiratory ailments) & dad was resentful bc he never wanted this sick kid taking up all his time & money

his mom was super loving & wonderful but she died when he was like 12. she died from some kind of respiratory situation & the question of Was It His Fault And Will It Kill Him Too is always in the back of his mind

not long after mom died his dad tried to passively let him die too by refusing to take him to the hospital when he was really sick. his sister giuliana finally took him after coming home from school one day & seeing how awful he looked

was good about being in the hospital as a kid & was always like the nurses little darling bc he was such a sweetie but now has a medical phobia bc in his brain its associated with all that misery & pain & fear

outside of his home life pretty much everyone always liked him & he always had a lot of friends & was popular etc but nothing ever made up for the damage his dad did to him mentally

he knows people like him on a superficial level bc he knows hes cute & charismatic on a superficial level but hes scared that if people get close to him theyll realize hes just annoying & hate him

secretly terrified that his friends hate him & are just tolerating him

prone to bouts of depression, often spirals into a terrible mental state if he stays up late. Night Brain hits hard esp when its mixed with rsd

when he was in college he tried to kill himself by taking a bunch of random medications with a bunch of vodka & it made him sick & knocked him out for a while but miraculously didnt kill him

he woke up in the same spot he left himself in & realized nobody found him or noticed & therefore nobody could care. wanted to tell someone so bad bc he Needed somebody to care & hug him & say they were glad he was alive but he was scared to bc he thought theyd get mad at him or think he was too much or not care since he was "fine" so he just peeled himself off the floor took a shower & went to class like nothing happened. his professor scolded him for coming in hungover

(he eventually told gray about it years later & gray held him & gave him that years-awaited love & care & it was like a soul-healing moment for him)

(gray knows more about him than anybody & he worries about him a lot & sunny feels bad for worrying him but he also appreciates that grays always there for him)

as a kid he would bite himself a lot if he was upset/frustrated/overstimulated & he still does sometimes but only when hes alone. its almost like a reflex & if anyone saw hed be mortified

once in a while tho he like actually cuts himself. if someone asks what happened he gives some absurd excuse like "i got mauled by a bear" & refuses to elaborate bc hes scared & ashamed

hes trying to get better but he almost certainly will attempt suicide again someday. he wont succeed but he Will be so so terrified that his friends are gonna be mad at him for it when he comes to (spoiler: they wont be mad at him)

apart from gray his friends dont know the extent of his mental health problems bc he tries to keep it to himself bc he doesnt wanna worry them & bc hes ashamed & afraid they wont want him anymore. the most they really see of it is him being moody sometimes

once in a while somebody will see him break down over something & they know his dad sucks & they know he misses his mom & they can piece together that hes gotta be hurting but hes usually so bouncy & bubbly & cheery that they dont realize how bad it is

[catgirl-catboy]

my uni makes us use super invasive chrome extensions during online exams and i hate it so much and will never stop complaining about it tbh. i know they have to prevent cheating but i don’t want to have to scan my surroundings and be recorded while taking a test. and i definitely don’t want to be judged on if i’m cheating or not based on a shitty ai. plus it reads your browser activity and history, how the hell do we know it’s not still active when you’re not using it? i know that’s probably just my paranoia talking but god. fuck those browser extensions. people will still find ways to cheat and it just punishes everyone who’s just trying to get the class credit

Yeah. As a comp-sci nerd, I'm extremely morally opposed to it. There should at least by other options, like an in person proctor.

There's probably some things you can do to prevent it from snooping, but since its exam related you probably shouldn't mess with it too much. (Or do. I don't tell other people how to live their lives!)

The one thing you can do in this situation that nobody can fault you for is clearing your history before your exam. Thats a default enough practice that nobody can call suspicious, but even when asked you can just say that some of the autocomplete suggestions were annoying you.

[wreckitremy]

You're not gonna see the poll that triggered this post for a few days bc my queue is backed up af right now, but it reminded me of something, that reminded me of the post talking about disagreeing that saying the phrase "I love you" so much, waters it down

I vehemently disagreed with that post but could never put it into words why. I don't think I necessarily have the words now, but I feel I'm close enough to try.

The "sign of mental illness besides 'old soul' or 'pleasure to have in class' in childhood" that I had that nobody picked up on, was

Being labeled a crybaby.

I know now that they were meltdowns due to overstimulation and the stress that developed my complex ptsd and dissociative disorder.

I knew they weren't normal, but I didn't know what to do about them. All I knew is that nobody believed that they were genuine.

They didn't think this bc they thought I was lying. They didn't think this bc they thought I was faking.

They thought this bc I cried too much for what they considered normal.

Of course instead of coming to the conclusion that I needed actual help, they just decided I should be ignored, which was also shitty of them, but the point is that

My emotion happened too much for them to believe it was genuine. To believe that it meant something serious, anymore.

Now that was a shitty thing to do to a child, but the grain of truth to their instincts was that love bombing is a thing, where too much emotion is used as a manipulation tactic.

I am unfortunately very familar with love bombing as well bc of the other reasons I developed complex ptsd and a dissociative disorder.

Ironically the dissociative disorder allows me to do the thing of holding two truths at once like this.

An emotion you express can be very real to you, but it doesn't mean the same thing to the person you are expressing it to bc of what is normal to them.

In a meeting of peers, it's not really anyone's fault when these things are genuine. It's just a different sort of incompatible access needs situation.

Bc in those kinds of situations, you're not going to be hearing each other. You may be speaking the same language, but the way you each perceive normal, changes the meaning of almost every word in subtle ways that you don't notice, bc its like the shifting of continents.

It's a hard thing to realize, but I am thankful that I know this. It makes it easier to tell when to stop wasting my energy on an argument.

I didn't want to be thankful for anything during this time of year out of spite for all of the things wrong with the usamerican holidays.

It's bittersweet.

Like I imagine cranberry sauce is, bc I've never tried it, and if that seems really abnormal to you, then that's a good sign to not waste your energy on an argument here.

[x-birdsong-x]

Scream Queens for the choose violence ask game?? ❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥

I'll skip ones I can't answer. also sorry this is messy.

1 - It's the fault of the writing itself but Hester. Also MyPretties you're never escaping me:

See one thing that baffles me is that the first one- that looking at what it talks about, should have come first- is the one from 2016. Something in S2 brought them back to thinking about Gigi and I'd love to know why. So I can debunk their every word.

7 - Nobody the fandom's made me do exactly the opposite. I still can't believe I ever took in the old fandom's opinion on Grace.

8 - I can't say if any of these were popular but let's do a speedround, shall we?

Grace is annoying. Pete's view of Grace was ever entirely healthy. Pete's view of Chanel was ever entirely healthy. Gigi's badly written and didn't love her kids. Hester was always retcon-Hester. Boone isn't actually insanely interesting. S2 taking place in the hospital didn't have any positives. Brock was well-written???

9 - THE RETCON. S2's tone change. I would die for S2 to have had the tone of its cliffhanger if it really had to be different even slightly to S1.

10 - I have to say on each of these ones that I wasn't there so never take my word for it but the retcon being accepted for Hester's character. Thank you.

12 - GRACE. Is looking deeper into a character's actions that hard?? I won't explain too much here mostly because I'm currently in pain but looking back on the old things I can still find sometimes drives me crazy. Grace's actions in S1 come from her world literally breaking down around her. And it's partly her shitty father's fault! I also find Grace being the S2 cliffhanger Devil so interesting! And I'm right because I'm working with it currently!! S3 AU secrets!!

13 - Not sure if there's really an answer for this one? Maaayyybe I can say retcon-Hester in a way? I will say though there are/were a few out there doing this with Pete and even one post wishing he'd been given a.. redemption arc? Pete's a fantastic villain and I enjoy him that way lmao. He's not redeemable.

14 - Chanel and Libby lmao.

16 - Not sure if it's like so much as didn't notice but everything the retcon did and also S2's timeline error but that one's just funny. The way Brock is written.

18 - GIGI AND HER BABIES!! GIGI AND BOONE!! BOONE AND HIS CONNECTION TO PETE! PETE'S END OF THAT! HESTER'S END OF ALL THIS!! FOAMING AT THE MOUTH!!

20 - Lol nope. Although Brock's hand was just silly writing. Did you know there was an out of control hand episode of House? And it was more unsettling than this in some scenes? And had a medical explanation in the episode?? I've been on a House kick sorry.

22 - Everyone's depth/j No but actually bringing it back around to Gigi and her kids. Gigi and Boone. Hester's actual character. Grace being the SQS occurrence of "This character is so annoying!" *character is a teenager in bad situation*

25 - Grace is annoying.

[wisdominfumbling]

Dealing with divorced parents

This subject is no joke to me, being a child of divorce has got to be one of the hardest things ever, it really gives you perspective and you learn stuff that other kids wouldnt know until they go to summer camp like packing your whole life into a medium sized bag.

From my experience as a child it was not bad, definitely weird and uncomfortable but not completely bad. I think it got worse as soon as I became a teenager and tuned into a bitch, now that im an adult I can admit that I was complicated, specially when it came to my relationship with my dad, I could be more than a handfull but on my side of the story, he´s a complicated person too, so it wasnt as easy as you would imagine, at the end i just had to learn how to read him correctly and figure out when to act wild and when to play by the book. Now that im 22, our relationship is definately better, we still argue but not as bad.

But there is a side on having divorced parents I had personally never experienced until I realized that it was my little sister´s version of divorced parents. A bad divorce.

The way you divorce your partner can mean everything when it comes to the kids. it is never easy but you can definately try to make the situation easier and more amicable, well this is not the part. My dad´s divorce with his ex wife was bad. He kinda ended up cheating so she will take the divorce, my uncle had just passed, I was acting complicated and he was developing and growing his own business (not easy at all).

Im not gonna lie, my dad is way different now than how he was in his late 20s early 30s, hes a better father now, even he recognizes it, so my sister is growing with the good part, im happy for her. But everything cant be perfect, if you have a good dad you gotta have a shitty mom and if you have a shitty dad you gotta have a good mom, well now you know which one she got. I know its been hard for her cause she has to kinda take a side at the end of the day and i know for a fact that she has to lie to each parent and you see them suffer in different ways, sometimes one more than the other. Or so you think, I always thought my mom had it worst cause she had to stay with me, care for me daily and handle my mess; But it was not until I moved in with my dad and started talking more in depth with him that I realized that he also suffered a lot from not living with me, there are things that he never got to experience with me, like driving me to school everyday and picking me up, having my friends over, waking up at night cause I had a fever or a nightmare, school prep the night before, doctor´s appointment, driving me to my friends houses, waking up at 4 am to pick me up from a party, etc.. And I know he hurts from that, fuck it, I hurt too he´s my dad.

And then there´s the part where you start blaming people, the mom, the dad, grandparents, relatives, bad friendship advice, myself just so you can justify in a way that the relationship between them didn´t work out. But its nobody´s fault, with time you end up realizing that it just didnt work out and at the end of the day it was for the better.

I have never liked having divorced parents but it happened and that is my life. I am destined to have two houses that would never completely feel like home, to have my life scattered in places, to explain that your parents are divorced after meeting someone new, to make one of your parents feel bad when you "pick" the other one to do something, to deal with steps and having to accept them even if you dont like them because they make your parents happy and you dont want to see them lonely. Definately not an easy task as a daughter, if im honest i think I got my fist grey hair cause of all of this, but if you´re reading this and you´re wondering.. yes I till believe in love and happy ever after, maybe I can tell you about it another time.

[gayyearningcrybaby]

My good cis friends 'S' birthday is coming up and I have a lot of anxiety over large gatherings and I was hyping myself up to go. She decided to have her birthday party at a popular local dive bar in the middle of 2nd highest covid peak ever- I'm like. Okay, ill feel weird, and scared, but I'll wear a mask. I'm just getting over that 100 day cough bullshit or whatever it was but I need to be a better friend I think so I'll tough it out. Then her and her boyfriend 'N' ( who is also a good friend) is like, can we invite these people from highschool you never came out to ( and it's true its my fault I put it off so long ) and he's like you can come out to them there... like. Alright. It's weird. Because this is a deeply personal thing to me- and I get that my transness, this whole, "our mutual friend you haven't seen in four years has actually been back in our lives for two and is a girl now" is on some level, inconveniencing their whole "cis party hosts" deal and whatnot. But this day should be about her. It's 'S' 's birthday. But whatever, I do respect the chaotic energy of "I'm a girl now, I'm hot, and I'm giving you no time to process this at the birthday of our friend" plan so sure. At this point the biggest deal breaker is not coming out, but instead just the risk of covid after getting over a mystery pertussis/longcovid/acuterespiratoryinfection??? (What was it? I'll never know. And neither will any doctors care enough to, either.) So I'm still coughing here and there, but really only during bedtime.

BUT IT GETS WORSE. Two weeks or so after I'm said to them "I think I can come" they text me ONE WEEK BEFORE the party starts "can we invite 'V' and 'C'?" 'V' is my cis highschool girlfriend. 'C' is her husband. 'S' and 'N' being the cis party hosts they are and want to be friendly with everyone (because they are ultimately, good people) somehow reconnected with my highschool ex while I was busy with school and they have sort of been on and off talking, being friendly. Nobody here is a bad person. Except me. I was a shithead to her (V) in highschool and it was genuinely a very dysphoric time of my life I don't even really like think about to this today- because it feels like this major cognitive dissonance between the person I am today and the person I was. Anyway- 'V' has no idea of my transition. No idea whatsoever. Suddenly that chaos of "I'm a girl now" is not enjoyable to me because I am out of this person's life. She shouldn't ever have to think about me again I shouldn't have to either. Yet S and N keep dangling this "can we invite V and her husband" over and over without any forethought for the consequences. This is the third time now I am debating bowing out because I don't want to even think about this person or see them again. Am I going to be sitting at bar with my awkward gangly trannyness ignoring a person across the room who, if they find out who I am, might have a shitty awkward mental meltdown. Then it no longer feels like situation where I'm control saying- I am queer. It took me a while, but I'm proud. Knowing V, or at least what I remember of the facsimile of person, the child she once was, (and we have all changed, myself especially) it will be a punchline to her. An awkward, funny story for her to tell at parties- my highschool boyfriend is a tranny now. With the implication she dodged some long departed bullet or that she got some last laugh- as if transness is something to laugh at for her. Maybe that's a paranoid thought- that she will react this way.

I could ask that they not invite V- which is arguably selfish and not fair to V. It could make V mad at S and ultimately cause S problems down the line.

Once again- this is S birthday party- this is her day. I feel like I'm caught in a catch 22- if I don't go- I'm being selfish- it S's big day. If I do go- the amount of social drama could result in my presence ruining random guests moods- on S's birthday party. If I do go and ask they not invite V- that would be selfish of me no matter what. I'm being given the illusion of a choice. I dont want to strain my friendship with S further- I just want to hang out in small gatherings- she wants to see all her friends together every few months at a party.

Above all, I only ever wanted to have other women friends- I barely get to hang out with S- and every time I see her I feel like she's always busy. I don't know what to do anymore- I just want her to have a normal birthday party.

[forestryfae]

and he fucking brings up grandma and telling me i should call her and like. yeah okay i know her health is bad but like what the fuck am i supposed to do about that. i cant talk to mom, shes fucking cruel and heartless and i cant fucking talk to her about anything, the way she talks about the whole thing is just fucking ruthlessly shitty and its like its designed to hurt. i cant talk to dad either cus he just doesnt care. he doesnt wanna fucking talk about it, hell just dump it all on someone else like he did when i was getting bullied in highschool and he got a friend of his to talk to me instead of like. talking to me himself or fucking fixing shit istead of pushing that responsibility on everyone around him so he doesnt have to deal with it. anything to avoid having to be a parent or having to talk about stuff. and my stepmom is almost a bad as my mom ngl she fucking makes theories about whats wrong with grandma and talks about it like its gossip or some shit, will not shut the fuck up and rags it on longer than it needs to be, and its so fucking infuriating.

like. its not like anyones asked me how im doing about the whole situation or asks me how im feeling. no fucking "are you okay" or "what are you thinking" or "how does it make you feel" in any genuine actually worthwhile way or any questions about how it might make me feel to talk about it or anything. no matter what i say theyll just try to brush it off or act like i have nothing to worry about or some shit etherway cus im not allowed to be upset or have emotions afterall, and the world doesnt revolve around me, it revolves around them and im selfish for not managing or caring about their feelings when its THEIR FUCKING JOB TO CARE ABOUT MINE. THEYRE PARENTS. THEYRE SUPPOSED TO CARE ABOUT ME, I SHOULDNT BE MANAGING THEIR EMOTIONS BY SHUTTING TEH FUCK UP ALL THE TIME AND DEALING WITH THEIR EMOTIONAL OUTBURSTS AND SHIT.

as if it wasnt fucking bad enough that i was taught any emotions that dont align with what they want me to feel or that dont validate them arent allowed, im supposed to do exactly as they want and no other option is allowed. cus then im an asshole and im selfish, self centered, egoistic, spoiled, brat, "angry" "all the time", and in general "nobody cares" and "nobody feels fucking sorry for you" and thats just what im supposed to deal with all the time? i cant have emotions or be upset so i become a fucking doormat to please evryone but if i dont stand up for myself its my own fault im unhappy, but when i do stand up for myself im completely ignored and i get run over and i cant have everything exactly as i want it all the time cus the people around me have their own lives, but when i suddenly dont want visitors or i dont answer peoples calls or i dont engage or i dont visit its all "you can just call us or visit us". why the fuck would i want to spend time with a bunch of overgrown toddlers who dont want whats best for me and who actively shut me down any time i try to exist like a normal person. they literally treat me like a fucking dog. like weve HAD a dog and they just fed it and put it on a leash in the garden and that was p much it. dad actually didnt even feed it after the divorce i think? im pretty sure he forgot cus he expected US to do it? I WAS FUCKING EIGHT OR SOME SHIT. why would an eight year old with neglectful shitty parents know that theyre supposed to feed the dog. id get yelled at for literally anything i did if my mom or dad didnt like it to the point where i dont even know as an adult whether im allowed or not allowed to do things specifically because What If Someone Gets Mad At Me For Doing This Even Though They Shouldn't Get Mad For This But What If.

like even at inpatient, theres food in the kitchen. theres food and theres bread and sandwich stuff and theres even leftovers in the other fridge sometimes and if the kitchen isnt gonna be used anytime soon i can even cook myself something, like if i buy a pizza or i have a bag of macaroni. ive even been offered the option to make salads for lunch and i feel like THE MOST selfish bitch for having the audacity to need food or have certain issues with food that make me need to eat differently than most other people. i feel fucking bad just for asking for bread i can eat without gagging. i feel like im being judged HARSHLY when i eat fucking nutella. i almost have to hide candy or anything sweet like chocolate cus im afraid ill have to have the "you eat too much sugar" talk again as if its THAT easy just walking into the kitchen and eating.

so yeah anyways, my parens fucking suck and i want to yell at them every time i talk to them but i have the patience of a fucking saint cus thats the nly thing im allowed to have without any repercussions so i just have to shut up and wait to get home so i can finally go back to being a semi-normal person.

[bnnuy-wabbit]

I'm going to say something and u are not going to be happy about it. If you have to follow a set of rules to be safe in your own house that house is abusive. It honestly sounds like you're mainly upset at your brother for not being 'good' and making the house unsafe. But he's not making the house unsafe? The people yelling and throwing stuff are. And unless he's over 18 he can't be expected to manage living in abuse well either. Idk just the way you talked about it reminded me of my own household and how angry I got at my siblings. But think about it okay? I hope you find somewhere safe soon

Yeah... I know to be fair... I just don't have any better way to put it...? I'm aware it's abuse it's just! Im really dang tired of having to deal with the outcomes of my brother's misbehavior.

If you'll allow me, let me explain the entire situation. If you have any ideas of what to do Here, please PLEASE let me know because I'm going insane. I hold no grudges, I'm just extremely out of ideas on how to manage it.

There actually are very few rules! Is the issue! It used to be wayyy worse when i was a kid. It's just that my brother is ridiculously spoiled (not his fault!) and can't follow basic things such as "don't speak over people", "when someone says No to something you want to do and/or have, then you accept it even if you really want it". It always ends with him screaming and complaining for several hours straight until someone lets him have what he wants, and telling everybody "i hate you" and throwing loud tantrums everywhere. All day. Everyday. All the time. And then eventually his parents lose their patience and either i have to deal with Not Letting That Happen or suffer the consequences with him too.

We are on vacation rn. I just spent the last 8 hours of my life with him clinging to everybody's clothes complaining about everything we were doing and screaming about how he wants to be on the phone or go home or do something else.

And we can't let him home when we go out because he cries when we do anything without him. He only ever shuts up when he's on the phone. It's not healthy for a kid to be on the phone all day, so nobody lets him. When hes at home he complains about not doing anything and wants to be on the phone. The "something else" usually involves phone or videogames.

It's frustrating for everybody involved. He's never happy with anything and because of that my parents are always on a shitty mood and because of that i have to deal with the fall out.

I know its not MY responsibility but also its not like i like watching my parebts berate him either. I diffuse him often by distracting him. But sometimes he won't let me do that (like today. Dad almost threw his icecream on the floor because hed been tantruming for 8 hours straight).

[mistressofthecubicle]

The Elevator

"C’mon C’mon!" Francia muttered angrily. She hated the elevator in her office building. It was slow as molasses on a winter day, and even though it never broke down, she couldn’t tolerate how long it took to make its' journey. Working on the twentieth floor had it’s benefits, but ease of access by stairs was not one of them. Again she looked at the lights above the elevator. They blinked monotonously as they indicated which floor the elevator was currently stopped at, or what floors it was passing.

“For Pete’s sake!” She muttered under her breath. It was taking much longer than normal today. She kept eyeing the stairwell nearby. She knew she was desperate but wasn’t sure she was up to ascending that many stairs. She would give the elevator another minute to descend and take her to her destination. If not, maybe just maybe she would take the stairs. She was going to be late, but the stairs would make her ever so much later. Besides she didn’t think her small non-muscular frame could really handle all of that exercise. She sighed. She should really work on getting in shape, if she did, then taking the stairs would be easier and a better option than waiting on the elevator.

But she didn’t have to take the stairs today after all. She could hear the sound of the elevator as the grinding gears announced its' arrival on the ground floor. She was the only one waiting for it. "Perfect!" She exclaimed. There would be no unnecessary stops on other floors. She glanced at her watch while the gray metallic doors slowly opened to reveal a few people who coolly filed out. Boy was she was glad to have the elevator to herself. As long as nobody else got on at another floor, then she would actually make it to work in a reasonable timeframe. As the doors closed. she leaned her taut body against the back railing of the elevator right after pushing the smallish slightly scratched button for the twentieth floor.

She sighed with minimal emotional contentment. "Only ten minutes late, that isn’t so bad. Considering how long this elevator usually takes." She watched the doors close and felt the elevator lurch upwards starting its' journey. Francia commenced her normal vocal diatribe. Somehow she believed that by complaining aloud to the machine it would hurry it along. She only luxuriated in cursing out the elevator when she was the sole rider. Sometimes she swore at it, other times she just sighed and vocalized her disappointment in its' poor quality and performance. Letting it know that it was slow and stupid was her way of taking control of a situation that was entirely out of her control. She never thought about what she said, she simply acted like what she told it could make some sort of difference in the way that the machine performed.

Somehow the words she spoke gave her power over the random mechanisms of the elevator. Today, the elevator was going slower than usual. “My god! You are a horrible piece of equipment. This is ridiculous. I’m gonna be late and it’s all your fault. You shitty piece of machinery! I don’t know why I even bother to get on this stupid elevator.” She continued spouting her abuse towards the elevator as well as carrying out her urge to kick the smooth steel plated walls.

As she neared the fifteenth floor, the elevator lurched and slowed then crawled up the last few feet before it came to a stop somewhere between the fifteenth and sixteenth floors. It had stalled out completely. “What the hell is wrong now?” Francia yelled shaking her head thus causing her dark curls to embody her anger with their visible movement. The elevator hadn't stopped to pick anyone up. She smashed a few buttons and then tried to pry the door open, neither of these actions worked. “Great! Just great!” Francia moaned. “Now, I’m gonna be stuck in this elevator all day long, knowing my luck.”

She considered pushing the emergency button and after a few more useless minutes waiting for the elevator to move, she did. She didn’t know how long she would have to wait for a reply, yet she was surprised by how quickly someone answered; “Hello?” A nice automated male voice echoed through the elevator. “Can I be of assistance?”

“You sure as hell can be of assistance. I’m stuck in this crappy elevator in the Monroe building and I want you to come rescue me from this monstrosity. Honestly, you people should've replaced this dinosaur years ago!” Francia complained bitterly.

“I’m sorry to hear of your situation ma’am. Please remain calm. I can most certainly assist you with getting out of the elevator. I just need to ask you some questions first.” He responded automatically. The computer like undertone gave Francia pause for a moment before she continued on with her tirade;

“Fine! I didn’t know that I’d have to pass a test in order to get out of here, but whatever. Ask your questions already, Damnit!” Her exasperation at the situation was only growing.

“Listen, Ma’am, I will try to help you as quickly and efficiently as I can, but you need to employ nicer language than that if you expect any service.” He replied with a calm, yet subtly warning tone of voice.

“What do you mean? I have to be nice to you. I don’t even know you, and so far you haven’t done anything to help me out of this mess. You expect me to be polite when I’m dealing with the stress of being stuck in this rattletrap of an elevator?” Francia fumed.

“I’m sorry miss, I understand your frustration, and we are actively working on a solution, in the meantime it would be best if you would kindly take into consideration the other party and refrain from swearing.” His reply confused her.

“Other party? There is no one here but me. I’m all alone in this hell hole. Who am I supposed to talk nicely to anyway?" Francia demanded her anger barely contained.

“That’s simple." The voice responded. "The elevator."

"What the hell do you mean, the elevator? You must be joking. Am I on some sort of prank television show?" Francia guessed as she scanned the ceiling of the elevator searching for hidden cameras. “What’s going on here?”

The voice continued. “Miss, I’m the E.I.R. The Elevator Intermediary Representative and my job is to mediate between you and the elevator. You see, according to Elevator 0-13991, you have repeatedly insulted and hurt its' feelings and you need to resolve this before you will be allowed to get out, or before it will deliver you to the twentieth floor."

“Wait, What? You mean to tell me that the elevator is mad and has feelings? That’s ridiculous! I don’t believe it.” Francia stomped her foot petulantly on the floor of the machine to underline her statement.

At her action, the elevator, which had been stationary to that point, dropped five floors in rapid succession. Francia barely caught herself from falling by grasping onto the siderails. “Whoa! Okay, let’s say I believe you E.I.R., which I really don’t but I’m going along with this for the moment. How is it possible that an elevator would have feelings and that I could seriously offend it? It’s just an elevator after all."

Francia stated in a matter of fact way. The E.I.R. started to reply, but the elevator shuddered again and Francia grabbed for the handrails. When she did the elevator contracted the handrail, pulling in against the wall like a tortoise ducking inside its' shell. The action crushed Francia’s fingers a bit and she pried them out. “Godamnit. What the hell was that for?"

“You are in real trouble.” The E.I.R. replied.

“No shit! Well, how do I get this monstrosity to let me out?” Francia spoke with panic clearly coloring her voice. There was no response from the E.I.R. “Hello?” She yelled. Francia was suddenly hyper-aware of all the creaks and sounds that the elevator was making. It was eerily similar to a mechanical language.

After a few more minutes the E.I.R. crackled to life again; “Sorry for the delay Miss, it appears as if I won’t be able to mediate the situation after all. I apologize for any confusion that my intercession may have caused.”

Francia was dumbfounded; “Wait, what! You can’t tell me that this elevator is alive and is mad at me, then tell me you can’t help me out of the situation. What else is the panic button for? I called you for help and you are required to assist me.” She whined, shocked by the utter fear that had taken over her mind.

In his cold crisp computer voice the E.I.R. responded. “Again, I apologize. The thing is that Elevator 0-13991 is old enough that it has decided to end itself of its' own free will. As it has decided to self-terminate you, unfortunately will die along with it. Please let me know if there is anything else you need assistance with. As your life is about to end, I won't infringe on your last moments by asking you to complete an E.I.R. customer satisfaction survey. Have a nice day!” The E.I.R. voice clicked off. The non-silence of the whirring machine surrounding her enveloped her once again. “No! this can’t be happening!” Francia choked out, to no one...or to someone...Elevator 0-13991; it was listening to her. Waiting.

She seized on the solution of begging, and it took her a few moments to formulate the words as she didn't know exactly how to speak directly to a sentient elevator. Would it even understand her pleas?

“Please Mr. Elevator, I didn’t mean to offend you. I was only in a hurry. I didn’t think of my actions and how it would hurt you. Please don’t destroy me along with yourself.” Francia looked at the call box hoping the E.I.R. would start speaking again. Nothing, then her whole body was jarred upwards as the elevator thrust itself to the top of the elevator shaft. It was still an older elevator so its' ascent was not lightning quick, yet Francia knew instinctively that it was headed to the top of the elevator shaft for its' last swan dive.

Francia grabbed for the railing in vain as it was still safely tucked against the sides of the elevator. “You horrible thing!” She screamed kicking against the sides of the large metal box, with both hands pressed against the wall as she attempted to remain upright. She tried to pry the doors open but they wouldn’t budge. She gave up and collapsed in the corner. “It’s come to this then, death by psychotic elevator!” Francia shrieked. As the elevator ascended, it shuddered and the metal groaned. It was laughing at her in it’s sick metallic fashion.

She smiled wryly at herself, she never thought that it would end this way. She waited and her breathing grew shallow. Hyper-ventilating from the stress. She lay down on the floor of the elevator. She didn’t care about the grimy tiles on the surface.

It took forever but they were finally at the top floor of the fifty-story building. There was a brief pause before the elevator reversed direction. Francia felt the speed increase significantly as they were in free fall.

She stared up at the numbers above the door as they flipped from number to number as their headlong descent continued unchecked.

She didn’t have to count as the elevator was counting for her with its' electronic lights. 50 40 30 20. She realized she was holding her breath and she forced herself to breathe in and out again. It was almost over. She closed her eyes for the last ten floors, and waited for the end.

They hit the ground and she felt the metal walls buckle and fold around her like a cold embrace of pain and she knew no more. She’d become Elevator 0-13991's final passenger. Wrapped together, pieces of flesh and metal, strewn at the bottom of the elevator shaft.

[notthestarwar]

character traits I'm looking for in a blorbo:

Familial love above all else, against the odds. Family- Loving someone you know is doomed as you couldn't not. You can't save someone from themselves. You can't save your brother.

A stolen childhood. Violence as a given, you're good at it but does that make you an awful person? If you could choose, you'd choose anything but. A life that can only kill you but which you seem to have no escape. One crap card dealt after the other. Learning how to show love and care for people long after you should have and understanding things that adults struggle with long before you should have. You were that kid who was 'Mature for their age' knew how bills worked and housekeeping. How to read people. but now as an adult you've no idea how to make friends?? To talk to people???

The need to protect. Aquiring a child because they deserve better than what you got. Being sure anyone is better than you but not leaving them till you find it. Well if you can't find it, guess you'll have to become it

Intelligence- high. Emotional intelligence-nil

Perpetrator who refuses to see themselves as anything but a victim. A shitty situation that made them what they are but didn't make them do what they chose to do. Everyone around them can see they are the problem.

Then, 2 flavours:

- thinks they are helping, making everything worse

- trying to do better and doing better, but thinking they make everything worse

If it isn't there I'll probably just imagine it is there.

It's gotta be sad but funny OK. Doomed from the beginning, but life is amusingly absurd. Absurd like absurdist? No, as in: its just stupid. Their life is a joke

Here's what I'm giving:

Jango-

-The emotionally distant parent who you kind of feel bad for at first,

-you understand why they are fucked up but then they keep doing increasingly shit things Which are getting harder and harder to rationalise

-While the stuff at the start was incredibly shit and bad luck, you're beginning to realise everything lately is self inflicted

-Had a bad childhood but is now determinedly creating much worse ones for his kids and is refusing to see it

-No friends, he's rejected most of them. Now only a few old ones left who are around to try and save his kids and have given up on him

- you look back at when he was young and can't believe how well intentioned he was??? What happened

- in with a terrible crowd, only interested in making him worse and definitely not calling themselves his friends

Padme-

-Burnt out child star.

-Life is spiralling out of control- this is fine

-Set on a course of self destruction

-Increasingly erratic. Contradictory. -Actually quite good at her job but as soon as she's not at work she does a load of things that are ultimately going to end her career

-All the handmaidens waiting for it to blow

-Retail therapy

-Impulse celebrity wedding. What do these 2 even have in common

Anakin-

- had a terrible childhood through no fault of his parents

- since he was like 10 they've been trying really hard to make up for that. He can't see it

- he is completely oblivious. Every time they lovingly try and fail to cut him off so he stops landing in jail, he's convinced they hate him

- weird creepy old man friend. Keeps buying him gifts. He's completely oblivious to the weirdness

- complete man child

- landed a incredibly hot competent girlfriend, you have no idea how. Maybe she thinks she can fix him? She isn't trying very hard

- is a mentor to a teenager, his dad set it up to try and get him to straighten up. He's completely led her astray and she's dropped out of school and nobody can get hold of her. Too busy drag racing

-ridiculously intelligent. Could have like been an astronauts or an inventor or something and cured some disease. More interested in programing droids to pull pranks. Complete underachiver

- only friends are pre mentioned old man, a droid, his girlfriend and the cousin who's pretty much given up on him and is out of the county (aayla)

Obi Wan-

-complete overachiver

- emotional intelligence 0

- refuses to admit how badly his emotionally distant father affected him

- unwilling and unknowing step in the generational trauma cycle

-drops devastating bits of backstory when you least expect it and will not elaborate

- thinks that he drags people down and so tries to push them away before they get hurt/ reject him

- sacrificed his adult life so he could raise his father's secret child. Immediately dropped out of college, went to parenting classes and became the biggest pushy parent known to man but can't just tell him he loves him.

-tries to make everything a lesson. Anakin is not receptive. Feels like he's being picked on/ can't do anything right

- raves about Anakin to everyone but anakin.

- Has pictures he likes to show everyone, causing much confusion to old ladies on public transport as his 'son' looks his age.

-The council ban him from talking about Anakin as he interrupts every meeting with a 'funny'/isn't my son great story

-completely blames himself for everyone in his life being terrible

- it is his fault but only because he has no time for the decent people and spends all his time trying to predict and hide Anakins next fuck up

- is just a nice dude so everyone in his life tries to keep in contact and help him out even if he's a total drain who never replies and can't ever accept help

- convinced he got his job out of nepotism but its 100% just because he's good at it

- only attracted to people who are bad for him. If you aren't mean to him he thinks you hate him.

Cody-

- massively intelligent, massively competent, could have been anything but he's here, doing the job his dad refused to do himself And looking after his brothers

- his dad is just the worst guy ever but he refuses to acknowledge it as he doesn't think its fair on his siblings (they all hate the guy too and don't understand why he's so forgiving. Apart from the youngest who loves every part of their dad and hates Cody as he thinks he's competition)

- terrified of becoming Jango

- gets overwhelmed by any of the emotional stuff and so most of his siblings think they resent him but actually they are the only good thing in his life

- constantly doing stuff behind the scenes for his brothers but fucks up every time he tries to tell them he loves them

- his boss is a mess but actually a nice guy, why does he work here??? He tries to make the guy go home and eat and was trying to get him to resign as this place is eating him up but the guy just thought it was because he wanted his job and so promoted him so now they are like doing the same job??

- he refuses to acknowledge this because that guys boss is an arsehole (palps) so instead they are stuck in this passive aggressive race to do the others paperwork

- maybe a little bit in love with his boss but really embarrassed about it. Frankly, Cody deserves better than that guy who can't even remember to eat and unrequitedly loving your boss is such a cliche. Cody is above it

- has somehow unwillingly started looking out for Anakin though he knows it's a lost cause. Bails him out of jail sometimes when his brother (fox) tells him he's in the cells to save Obi Wan a job

- is pretty sure his boss is in some kind of cult and is just too nice to admit it. Knows nothing about the Jedi as he really doesn't need to. Assumes random people are jedi.

- his brothers are obsessed with the Jedi and very jealous that he shares a office with kenobi. Keep asking him to introduce them to random jedi/mention them in convo

- wants custody of his younger brothers but knows he has no chance. Keeps thinking if he works hard enough he can end the war and try and get them off their terrible guardians who are clearly only in it for the money. As it is, has to wait till his brothers are old enough to age out and come to him

Fox

- sings to himself (nobody will ever believe you)

- covertly 'steals' decommissioned clones. Nobody knows but they do think it's a bit strange how everyone on the guard is either injured or has some kind of personality flaw/Impulse control problem

- has a sweet tooth and has been known to steal the syrups from the senators tea room (a crime that is surely not worth the reward)

- likes to manufacture small inconveniences for people that wrong him or his brothers (a favourite game of Cody's)

- rarely goes to bed. When he does he just lays there plotting.

- Hates his boss. Hates him. Thinks everyone knows he's evil and nobody cares

- secretly obsessed with animals and children. Pretends he doesn't know how the stray tookas keep getting in the building (he's covertly feeding them)

-prematurely grey

- has a tally chart scratched in to the wall of his bunk for every senator that's wronged him or his brothers (its in code (there's a betting ring running the odds of what he's counting))

- convinced he's inheritly evil and that every one of his brothers is an incredible person to whom he's a great embarrassment

- doesn't let himself care about anyone but his brothers

- acts like he doesn't care about them and is always trying to get away from them but then fixes everything while they are sleeping

- has a collection of random shit he's found being thrown away in his office. Can't walk past anything free. Lots of sponsored things. Many mugs. Lots of bizarre shit, many hats.

- Always bringing suspicious smelling/ looking plants in to the guard halls. Most are plastic.

- has a line of chairs in the hall by his office for shiney's to sit on while they wait to Talk to him (no1 topic: why the hell aren't I dead. Did you have something to do with this?)

- saves Fives and fakes his death. soon realises the man is more trouble than he's worth it's a constant job for the guard keeping him from killing the chancellor. (even though Fox keeps telling him its not a conspiracy, everyone knows.(nobody knows)) Would do it again in a heart beat

- whenever anyone visits the guard he runs around trying to disguise any 'dead clones' that might be recognised (he's terrible at this. More than once he's handed someone a plant and told them to 'be a tree' he pretty much thinks that if their face is covered it's a done deal. He's tried to put a sticker over Fives tattoo more than once.) There's a guard commander running behind him actually disguising them.

Wolffe-

- very scary

- the softest of all

- can't say no to a shiny so tries to be intimidating so they won't ask

- whenever his batchers ask for something he says no and is mean about it and then does it covertly anyway

- will never admit it was him

- is one half of a pair. Him and his general are on a mission to adopt the whole gar

- someone keeps getting to the 'faulty' clones before they do

- him and Plo have a memorial on board for the vode they lost

- always knows what's going on with his batchers before they tell him. If they try and leave medbay early they get a message before they're out the door (is it automatically scheduled??? How does he know?)