#not gonna do a doom spiral but for fucks sake

[thevioletcaptain]

[iwoszareba]

so that diamond ‘thoughts abt your character’ thing. I enjoy writing the clown man so every KC I feel I have decent enough grasp on gets a hot take. 

we are going with Knave as a companion bc that's the easiest option

I'm so sorry if you did not want to hear from him, some of his opinions are real garbage @dujour13 @commander-lariel @turbulentpumpkin43 @silversiren1101 @lairiend @angrygoatwoman @dmagedgoods @offsidekineticist @vulpineix @desnas @cassynite @spyridonya @undyingembers

Siavash

He is disgustingly sweet. And you think to yourself 'I can be a responsible adult and cut my sugar intake' but then you see that cookie box on the table and what are you supposed to do? Not take one? Or two? Or a dozen? I hate him. He is fun.

Lariel

She just radiates fear seemingly unprompted? Someone should get that fixed. For the sake of the crusade or something. Don't look at me, I don't know how nor am I inclined to. If the decision was up to me I would release the storm inside her to see what happens.

Zrise

He is so sour! And angry! Trying to get respect by being the meanest dog in the neighbourhood. But his bite matches his bark so it's all fine. And hey, I'm an honest fellow of honest pleasures so he can bite me any time he wants.

Ariadne

She is a hoot! Not many things in this world more exciting than a good explosion. And she provides those in spades. Surprisingly she also seems to like me? The other shoe will drop eventually I'm sure but for now I can just enjoy what we have.

Mino

I know she has chaos at her core, you can see it leak sometimes and it's glorious. But instead of indulging in it, it's like she's made an oath to try to be boring at all costs. Do you think it's Regill's influence? Can boring rub off on another person? What a terrifying thought.

Agria

This lady is on fire! Metaphorically I mean, I think she may end up burning herself, also metaphorically. But I have to admit I do enjoy watching the flames go higher (metaphorically and literally) so I'm here for it. Look at her go!

Oleander

Don't tell him this, I don't want him to start thinking I'm a possible convert but if I reeeeeeeally had to choose a god to worship it would be Lamashtu. I like to think we monster types have an understanding. Even when he is being all nice like a freak.

Salvadore

I feel like I'm supposed to hate him and I kinda do. Angel man with a stick up his ass. But then he does something unexpected and it's like: woah! Where did that come from? I'm begging you to show me more. I'm at the edge of my seat.

Theoven

Such a funny little guy! Like a cart on the path to a disaster no matter which track he picks. Honestly that's plenty enjoyable. And he has so much emotion in him, he should let loose more often! I can hardly believe he is related to Regill of all people.

Luthais

What a wet blanket of a person. Could you give us a single emotion? No? Okaaaaay I can drag something out of you but I don't think you will like it! Seriously, he is a piece of work. I get that he is doomed by the narrative but he could at least try to be funny about it.

Taro

Have you ever met someone who looks at a wild beast and thinks they can turn it into a friendly critter? I think that's how they look at me and it's extremely funny. But I can play along for a little while, why not. Watch me be the freakiest little azata.

Sparrow

She is like a box locked in a box locked in a box locked… You get the idea. I don't know what's at her core and at this point I'm not sure it's worth the effort. I'm still gonna try to get her riled up whenever possible. What else is there to do?

Kadira

It's comforting to see someone who got fucked up by Areelu just as bad. I think she should get angrier about it but hey. Good for her for having a semblance of emotional stability. Or maybe it's just an act? It would be fun to see her spiral. I mean that affectionately.

Lenarius/Leonosa

Not only is he all prim and proper but he also does not get annoyed easily. I don't know what I'm supposed to do with her! I guess I have to try harder? Really backing me into a corner here. Sigh. Maybe I should just kick back and take it easy.

[quillsink]

hihi so i'm trying to get into mcr. what are your must-listen recommendations? (/np btw ^_^)

YES YES YESSS S I LOVE RAMBLING AB MCR’S MUSIC TY FOR THIS ASK JUNO!!!

aaaagh that’s a hard one!! uh. their entire discography?? 😭 okay hold on lemme open spotify one sec!! sjdjfjg this is so hard to choose i love all their music 😭

under current bc i kinda went overboard 😭 

I BROUGHT YOU MY BULLETS, YOU BROUGHT ME YOUR LOVE <— album

my fav album honestly. it’s, amazing it’s such a good portrayal of depression and desperation and survival and just get through just keep going. and fucked relationships and doomed love and the way it always ends terribly, no matter what. 

vampires will never hurt you my GOD this FUCKING song. it’s about love really. its about survival. it’s about take my hand and let’s run far away. so much of mcr’s music is about that, just defiance and survival and we’ll come out of this bloodied and dying but we’ll survive. and you must keep your soul like a secret in your throat…

our lady of sorrows same as the last one. a lot of songs from bullets r just about survival. bullets is survival revenge is grief. anyways i love this because of again its defiance, its energy its atmosphere of everything’s falling apart but take my hand. they��re out to get us we’re going to die but take my hand. take my fucking hand and never be afraid again…..oh how wrong we were to think that immortality meant never dying…

skylines and turnstiles god i can’t even begin to describe it it’s just fucking amazing. i listened to it for two hours on loop once. it’s just. you just gotta listen to it. it really captures that feeling of destruction of witnessing something you shouldn’t have of it changing you irreversibly of horror and shock and holy fuck, how will i recover? and of…warmth, not-so-loneliness. you’re not in this alone. and after seeing what we saw, can we still reclaim our innocence?

early sunsets over monroeville this is fucking amazing. absolutely fuckin heart wrenching and tear worthy is it amazing. idk much about mcr really but from what i can gather it’s like there’s a zombie apocalypse in this song right and these two lovers, one of them is infected, so the other has to kill them for the sake of survival. its an amazing portrayal of doomed love and depression. and there’s no room in this hell, there’s no room in the next. but does anyone notice? but does anyone care? and if i had the guts to put this to your head but does anything matter if you’re already dead? and should i be shocked now? your eyes vacant and stained? but there’s no changing nothing as your body remains and by saying you loved me, made things harder at best……

demolition lovers this was i think the third mcr song i really got into and was like the snowball rolling down the hill of me getting into mcr. it’s just. fucking. amazing. we’re doomed. i’m sorry for how i hurt you, i don’t know if you’re sorry for how you hurt me, but i love you and i always will. we were decaying together, desperately surviving, only to die hand in hand. and as we’re falling down, in this pool of blood i meet your eyes we’re in this. forever.

THREE CHEERS FOR SWEET REVENGE <— album

this. fucking. this. heart wrenching portrayal of grief it’s under an hour it’s So So good it’s so. amazing. like it’s just the depths as it spirals and spirals and fuck, we’re doomed, aren’t we! it all ends up this way and there’s nothing we can do. it’s so amazing it speaks to my fuckin soul.

helena nothing to say here. honestly it’s my comfort song i listen to it everyday. i love it.

you know what they do to guys like us in prison it’s literally just pure madness spiralling depression suicidal it’s every way you’ve suffered but never knew how to articulate. 

i’m not okay this. not even hope or depression it’s just: i’m not okay. a statement. before we move on, we have to acknowledge it, we’re not okay we’re fucked up and we’re gonna OWN it, no i’m not okay, fuck you. 

ghost of you grief is just love with no place to go. haunting. heart wrenching. i keep using that but it’s the only way i can describe their music the emotions it inspires. and you are never coming home never coming home neverrrr…

thank you for the venom desperation trying to find a reason survival madness. love it. sister i’m not much a poet but a criminal, and you never had a chance…

it’s not a fashion statement it’s a deathwish i cannot describe how much i love this song. it’s just, everything i wanted to say but never could.

i never told you what i do for a living arguably one of mcr’s best songs. jsut the grief and half-acceptance half-hatred it has to be this way and a dim, careful hope that maybe we will meet again. we’ll love again, we’ll laugh again, we’ll dance again and we’ll cry again.

THE BLACK PARADE <— album

spiralling depths of despair the horrific reality of life and then. hope. defiance. fuck it all we’ll make it out alive. not my favourite album but an amazing one for sure.

the sharpest lives just. spiralling. and some of mcr’s best lyrics. it’s amazing. a light to burn all the empires, so bright the sun is ashamed to rise and be…

welcome to the black parade fuckin classic of course. i love it like an old friend for fuckin real, it is amazing and hope personified. i love this performance of it gerard’s vocals, frank and mikey going batshit insane, ray’s backup vocals and aaaaagh. i watch it like at least once a day: https://youtu.be/LGh_lV6pmV4 do or die, you’ll never make me, because the world, will never take my heart…

sleep it’s. i cannot describe this it’s just like. horror hurt hatred spiralling. it’s. amazing.

famous last words cannot even fucking describe it this song has saved me so many times it’s pure defiance and hope and life and survival. i am not afraid to keep on living, i am not afraid to walk this world alone…

OTHER

okay so mcr has two (kinda) other albums. conventional weapons and danger days! but i haven’t listened to them in their entirety so yea 😭 

burn bright it’s. i can’t even describe it u just gotta listen to it tbh.

the world is ugly LOVE LOVE LOVE the world is ugly but you’re beautiful to me….AAAAGH

na na na pure fucking insanity and adrenaline. amazing show stopping incredible. 

kill all your friends this is absolutely one of my favourites. it is just. so good. i love it the destruction the hatred and absolute defiance the complexity and history you can feel and see it it’s heart wrenching i love it

[cluescorner]

I have a theory about Part 5

Fugo is going to be a traitor. Like, that makes sense, right? I’m gonna write this theory with Fugo’s perspective of everything, so if there’s any weird logical leaps its because Fugo is literally 16 and he’s STRUGGLING. 

He’s the only one who stayed behind because he was understandably afraid that everyone was going to get killed. Even Narancia, who he vouched for before Narancia even joined the gang and was very close with, left. And we know this kid already is not in a great place mentally (violent impulses is ill defined, but I personally read it as uncontrolled intrusive thoughts because I’m projecting) and now he’s alone. He didn’t abandon them. THEY abandoned HIM. At least, that’s what he tries to believe because the alternative is too cruel. 

And so he grows resentful of his old team. He starts to remember how he loathed Mista’s stupid fucking paranoia about a FUCKING NUMBER, that Narancia is really just an idiot who took advantage of Fugo’s kindness at every turn, and Abbachio is an asshole who hates everybody except for his FUCKING GODLY BELOVED BRUNO. This bullshit all started because Giorno showed up, so fuck that guy. 

Bruno Bucciarrati. The guy who dragged him into this whole mess. The man who Fugo allowed himself to trust, who told him that ‘yes, you’re angry and that’s ok’ and that he fucking belonged somewhere. The closest thing he had to a halfway decent father figure in his lifetime. And he fucking left him alone for the sake of someone they barely know. Did Bruno every actually care about him? Did he just want to use him for his Stand or his brain? Or did Bucciarati want to use him for something else, just like that...FUCK!

Fugo starts spiraling quickly. It doesn’t even take that long for the Boss to reach out to Fugo, asking for his assistance. Offering sweet words that ‘Yes, they’re the bad ones. They deserve what they’re going to get. And you, you didn’t deserve any of this.’ The Boss cuts a quick and simple deal: kill your team and you become Capo. You get all the pleasures that come along with it and, if you’d like, the responsibilities as well. All you need to do is kill them. 

It’ll be easy. If Purple Haze even gets one good punch in, bye bye Bucciarrati. Bye bye that stupid fucking crew who never even gave a shit in he first place. Besides, they were doomed the moment they stood against the boss. Fugo is just speeding up the process. He’ll even make is relatively painless, consider it a ‘parting gift’. 

I’m not sure how the gang would fight Purple Haze or how the actual fight/confrontation would go. But I think Fugo is gonna be a traitor. Or at least I think it would be a good character thing for him because, as much as I love Part 5′s characters, I wouldn’t exactly call most of them ‘dynamic’. 

[woozisnoots]

Hello alex! Maybe I'm to early for having a emergency request but I haven't really going anywhere outside my house beside buy groceries and I haven't socialize properly in months (maybe there is a bunch of people can relate). It's stressing and make me mentally exhausted for months 😭😭😭 can I request something like joshua fluff or wonwoo fluff that can comfort us? And I get it if you can't do it since I think I'm to early for asking. Anyway hope you have a nice day ❣️

no ofc it’s not too early! pls, i want to do this for you guys 🥺💓 these are meant to be small so i ended up doing both. i hope you enjoy and if you ever need someone to talk to, my inbox and dms are always open!

𝙨𝙥𝙚𝙣𝙙𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙦𝙪𝙖𝙧𝙖𝙣𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙚 𝙩𝙤𝙜𝙚𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧!

° pairing: joshua x reader, wonwoo x reader ° genre: fluff! ° word count: 1214 ° warnings: none! ° tagging: @jaeyoonurl bc she has a thing for j*shua hong

masterlist!

— joshua

in the scenario that you and joshua are living together in a small apartment complex, he does the slightest bit to annoy you whether it be intentional or not

like he’ll either make you stay in bed with him  longer than usual so you’d be late to a zoom class / meeting

or he’d purposefully flick you behind the ear while you’re cooking which causes you to accidentally pour more than just a pinch of salt on your eggs 

since josh owns that little projector that has slides of all the different constellations, he would turn it on right before you guys go to sleep as you lay next to each other on the bed and just stare at the stars from your ceiling

he loves making jewelry to pass the time while you guys watch netflix together. and wants nothing more than receiving an accessory that you made yourself

“joshua hong, please!” you fling your arms up to reach for the object now in joshua’s hands, much to your avail. “it’s literally so ugly. i beg you, please don’t wear it!” the little jump you add doing nothing but exhaust your energy. 

you knew it was bad idea, you should have trusted your gut the minute joshua left to get the groceries. forty-five minutes was just not enough time for you to possibly make a small thank you gift for you boyfriend. a token to say, ‘this is what three years has gotten us.’

“but you gave it to me!” joshua refutes back. you let your guard down, breathing rapidly in order to catch your breath from the unnecessary movement of having to keep up with him. he, on the other hand, took this as an opportunity to run, sprint away from your wrath and make a clean line for the bathroom before shutting the door to securely lock it in place. 

joshua hears your wallowed out screams coming from the other side and softly chuckles under his breath, wondering when you’ll ever get used to his childish antics at times. he safely unravels his hands to reveal the tiny object. and he can’t help but smile wide, ear to ear, and think, ‘so that’s why i felt something pointy.’ 

you’ve given up at this point. by now, he’s probably already seen your gift and for all you know, everything is doomed. your hand laid flat on top of the door, deciding whether to shrivel in front of him now or wait until he confronts you first. yet, he’s able to make that decision for you as he abruptly opens the door causing you to fall forward straight into his arms. 

“why, hello gorgeous,” you watch from underneath him, the corner of his lip rising up to form a cheeky smirk. you squint your eyes menacing at the thought that he could possibly be wearing the horrid gift you made. tilting your head to the side, you open one eye to catch a glimpse of green hanging from joshua’s left ear. he turns his head just slighty so you could get a better look. “you’ve really out done yourself, if i had anything to say about it. though i have to say, i didn’t think you’d go for the cute food aesthetic. i thought you hated avocados.”

blood immediately rushes towards your cheeks and hide your face from joshua’s vision but he was too quick. using his brute strength, he pulls your weight so you’re standing in front of the mirror, back facing him. your mind spirals as you feel joshua tuck strands of your hair behind your ear. “awe lookie, i knew you’d be wearing the other one,” he says before deliverying a small peck to your cheek, leaving you a scrambled mess. “what a perfect anniversary gift.”

— wonwoo

spending time with wonwoo during quarantine would be rather quiet and simple, but that doesn’t mean your time spent together is boring

having little to nothing to do all day makes you realize how much renovations you guys can do around your home

your morning conversations over breakfast would be about different home décor that you found on amazon and you would end up having such a fun time talking about it because you guys turn them into little debates over if the items are actually necessary 

that being said, wonwoo would be so willing to buy anything that would fill your guys’ boredom. and yes, that would include getting two separate desks, possibly four computer screens, two headsets, two light up keyboards for the heck of it, and of course: two very comfortable gamer chairs

no, he would not let you win at any games for freebies — you gotta earn that shit

out of all the days of the week, nothing was ever reserved for sundays. truly, every day was a free day — lounging around, doing chores, testing new cooking hacks to see if they actually worked. but sundays especially were just extra... boring. the very end of the week with absurd nothing to do. which has led you to spend this sunday morning in front of your dual computer screens with your boyfriend joining you on the other side of the desk.

“damn it!” you exclaim, lightly slamming the keys on your keyboard due to this endless frustration boiling inside of you since you’ve started playing. “how do i keep losing... it’s club penguin for fucks sake!”

your hands collect your face with pure dread and exhaustion, wondering how your supreme logic failed you during card jitsu. you hear a hearty chuckle coming from wonwoo sitting across from you. “the cards are just in my favor, sweetheart.”  he eyes you as he takes the warm cup of coffee to his lips to take a sip. “how about, best two out of three to see who has to make breakfast?” the huskiness of his voice growing deeper with each word, leaving you in trace for just a moment. 

you ponder at the bet, looking back between the screen showcasing your pink penguin and your beautiful barefaced boyfriend, ultimately coming to a decision. “what about. i watch you wipe out your penguin foes for the next few rounds and then we can make breakfast together,” you suggest instead, your mind thinking far beyond your apparently lousy deck of cards. 

“fine by me,” wonwoo shrugged, adjusting himself comfortably to his seat. you silently admire him from where you are, noticing how notably meticulous he was being when he’s focused. wonwoo’s eyes captures yours but gives you a puzzled look. “are you not gonna come over here?” he quietly asks. 

the simple question makes your head drop, feeling embarrassed as you try hard not to show him how flustered he made you. regardless, your legs move without you having to think it over. and instead of sitting on the small space that he left for you on his chair, you move his arm aside to face him before straddling your legs and sitting on his lap. 

wonwoo, completely unfazed, takes his free arm not holding his mouse and tugs you in closer to his chest so you can lay your head on his shoulder. for the remainder of your morning, your eyes slowly start to droop to the sound of penguin screams and victory. 

[perriwinklesblog]

BUT HERES THE THING.

What you gonna do Quackity once you’ve broken them?

Filled the place with people instilled with false hope? That fades very quickly the longer false promises are pushed.

The facade only lasts for so long.

You pick outcasts thinking it easy to break them but for fucks sake Quackity, did you learn nothing from your manipulative predecessors?

Once that facade fades, once that leaves, they will fall to despair, they will hit rock bottom.

Now here’s the fucking thing about hitting the bottom. You have no where else to go and when you have a group all filled with the same self loathing and hatred that can be traced back to a single individual, an individual who promised them better? Promised them a life worth living? They revolt. They push the fuck back.

Because what have they got to lose?

At that point, at that point right at the bottom, they don’t care, it’s all or nothing.

It becomes a mass of people with nothing to lose against someone with everything to lose.

That is what you’re about to create.

Fear is not a lasting technique for power. Blackmail, false promises, back handed compliments, the limited choices, all that jazz and more, are a finite source of power and control because eventually something breaks and it’s usually the strings wrapped around the victim.

At some point they face the fear.

Fear, shiny objects and false promises do not garner respect.

There’s a reason so many like and care for Ranboo. A reason why people let Tubbo get away with gremlin behaviour. A reason why people always come back to backing up Tommy (maybe not Manifold).

They try and they care. They’ve earned (and sometimes have earned back) their respect through authenticity and genuine acts. They’re chaotic and fun and they care about the server and the safety of others.

They have respect and they have the love that lasts and comes back and survives.

It’s not about good versus evil but the foundations of a trusting and caring relationship outlast that of one based out of fear.

This story is interesting and entertaining, infuriating and painful but one thing is for sure

It will end the same as Schlatts, and as Dreams,

Because it doesn’t matter what you think you have over someone, eventually the stop caring about it and they will rebel.

Quackity’s story is a spiral and one destined for doom.

Its only a matter of how much destruction he leaves in his wake.

[somresources]

doom patrol season 1 sentence starters. warning for mentions of drinking, nsfw, & copious swearing. change as needed.

❝ oh my god, i should be drinking for this. ❞

❝ do you ever feel like you're spiraling out of control? ❞

❝ i'm being a good person and you are absolutely ruining this moment for me. ❞

❝ a sense of humor helps here. ❞

❝ if i could run from me right now, i would. ❞

❝ then they jumped in their clown car, drove into clown town, and a three-ring circus broke out. ❞

❝ if you get blood on that carpet, i'll kill you. ❞

❝ welcome back to the shitshow, everyone. ❞

❝ i would rather eat hot coals than talk about my problems. ❞

❝ is anything gonna make sense today? ❞

❝ i see what you're doing: playing my ego. ❞

❝ trust me, this world is garbage. people lie, they hurt each other, and they wear these things on their feet called crocs. ❞

❝ you're not useless. ❞

❝ and i just want to say, if you ever want to talk about it, i'm here. ❞

❝ you really haven't fucked anyone since jfk? ❞

❝ i'm not one to judge, but i want to keep my soul un-fucked. ❞

❝ who died and made you team leader? ❞

❝ that is some weak sauce, mister. ❞

❝ i think we deserve a small pat on the back for that. ❞

❝ that's what i'm trying to figure out, asshole. ❞

❝ i was emotionally assassinated by a thirteen year old girl. ❞

❝ i don't want to fight. i feel kinda bad for you now. ❞

❝ you’re an awful, vermin-infested, garbage… person.  ❞

❝ well, for god sakes, don't get yourself raptured or anything. ❞

❝ this is your most reckless scheme yet. ❞

❝ we all saw it, there's no need to restate the obvious. ❞

❝ there's a world out there, waiting to be seen. ❞

❝ shit! shit! shit!  shit-shit-shit-shit-shit! ❞

❝ my head is a library of faces and places and shitty ad jingles that i can't forget. ❞

❝ get a grip on yourself! ❞

❝ please, i don't want to be alone with my thoughts again. ❞

❝ is this what passes as a cold shoulder nowadays? ❞

❝ it's ok. i get it. we all have rats in our heads sometimes. ❞

❝ i just don't understand anything anymore. ❞

❝ i don't know what that means. i just know that it's youthful & irritating. ❞

❝ that's not weird at all. ❞

❝ the world’s a lonely place. made lonelier by how fiercely you push people away. ❞

❝ if we're fighting, i wan't to be properly rat-assed. ❞

❝ don't put your shit on me just because your life is grey gardens level of pathetic. ❞

❝ we failed before. but can you at least let us try? ❞

❝ the only thing i am not is scared of you. ❞

❝ oh, goody, we fit right in. ❞

[the-evil-authoress]

Zexal Month Week 3 Day 2: “In another world…”

What was the point in the anime that could have entirely changed Zexal?

Have some Barian’s Guardian AU!

I have a lot of old ideas lying around to make a full fic out of this. We’ll see if I ever get around to it.

@zexalmonth

“Hey, Rei!”

The boy looks up at the call of his name, idly observing the classmate before him.

“Did you hear?” Taichi grins. “Apparently Yuma beat Shark in a duel! The Shark! It’s crazy! Everyone’s talking about it!”

“Yuma?” Yuma Tsukumo? Rei twists in his seat to gape at the disaster of a duelist and freezes as his eyes land on glowing blue. That’s...an Astral being.

So it’s begun.

The Astral Messenger has returned which means Barian has made its move. Guess it’s high time Rei dropped in on the Emperors again. Maybe this time, he can end this war once and for all. He looks down at the boy the Astral Messenger floats above.

Yuma Tsukumo.

We’re doomed.

*

Rei is a good duelist and a good strategist, he knows this. But like every duelist, he’s still prone to rotten luck - a bad hand, dead draws, misplays. The sight of the Barian emblem on Devin Knox’s forehead throws him off his game. He thought they’d have more time before the counter attack! Astral still doesn’t even have all his memories!

He fought against that maniac controlled Faker for hell’s sake, but either pro duelists are in a league of their own or Rei is too rattled to think straight. The loss is downright embarrassing, and the force of the final blow knocks him against the ground hard enough to rattle his bones.

Of course that’s when Yuma shows up.

*

“I activate Rank Up Magic Barian’s Force!”

“Barian?!” Yuma yelps as Knox activates the spell card. “Like that guy that was controlling Dr. Faker?!” Hey, wait. He recognizes that design.

What...?

Shingetsu! Shingetsu used a card that looked just like that in the duel against Faker! But why would he-

Astral yanks Yuma’s attention back to the duel as the Chaos Xyz monster takes the field, and winning the duel takes all his focus after that.

When the duel is over, Shingetsu is already gone.

*

Why did I use that card against Faker? WHY DID I USE THAT CARD AGAINST FAKER?

Rei’s back slams against the wall of his hideout. He barely feels it compared to his heart slamming against his rib cage as if it will erupt any moment. Maybe it will. Maybe that’s a good thing. Then he won’t have to face Yuma and Astral oh by the way I can see you I just didn’t mention it before because you don’t remember me and that would have been weird so it was just easier to let you think I was a normal human actually I’m a BARIAN-

His vision dances as he wheezes, and Rei digs his nails into his arm.

Breathe damnit!

He shouldn’t be panicking right now he’s better than this THINK OF SOMETHING TO DO DAMNIT.

Tell Yuma everything.

Fuck that shit. Nope.

Rei kicks that thought into the trash can as soon as he thinks it cuz just thinking it sends him into another spiral of black dots and wheezing.

Tell Yuma most of it.

Okay. Yeah. That he can do. That is safer. Yuma should have already guessed by now that Rei is connected to Barian, so the best course of action is to just be as honest as he can.

And for god’s sake TELL ASTRAL!

He’s been playing this game too long, he knows. The lines between fact and fiction have blurred, and that realization is enough to terrify the shit out of him.

*

“It’s suspicious,” Astral says for the umpteenth time as Yuma scans the schoolyard for any sign of Shingetsu.

“I'm sure there’s a reason!” Yuma snaps. He is worried that he hasn’t seen Shingetsu since yesterday. They always walk to school together! “And don’t start on that ‘what if he’s been our enemy all along’ crap again! I don’t believe a wo-”

“We need to talk.”

Yuma shrieks at the voice hissed into his ear and pitches forward. Shingetsu yanks him toward the school building by the arm before he can recover.

“Shingetsu!?”

*

“So, why are we in the bathroom?”

Because I panicked and this was the first place I thought of. Rei gnaws on his thumb nail, avoiding Yuma’s eyes. “Privacy?” he says aloud, hating how unsure he sounds. “Yo, Astral, you coming in here?” Rei glances at the stall door behind him.

He doesn’t miss the way Yuma straightens, but Rei made sure to make eye contact with Astral on the way so he responds before Yuma can ask any dumb questions.

“I am unable to observe humans on the toilet or they will die.”

“What??” Rei sputters as Yuma fidgets nervously. Pick your battles... “We’re not on the toilet so get in here.”

The moment Astral floats through the door, Rei realizes he has made a very big mistake.

“You said he was not on the toilet!”

“That’s not how it works!”

“I’m fine, Astral!” Yuma waves his hands frantically from where he sits on the toilet lid. “I, uh, may have exaggerated…”

“Exaggerated??”

“I just met you and you were trying to watch me go pee! It was weird!”

“Then humans will not die if observed on the toilet?”

“No!”

“We are not here for a biology lesson...” Rei groans, desperately wanting to face palm, or crawl under a rock. He’ll take either. Especially when Astral’s sharp gaze hones in on him again.

“Yes. You said we needed to talk. I want to know why-”

Rei cuts him off by holding up the source of his misery. Eyes wide, Yuma plucks the card from Rei’s hand.

“Rank Up Magic Barian’s Limited Force. It’s different,” Yuma murmurs.

Astral frowns. “What is Barian’s Force and why do you have one?”

Rei swallows, gnawing on his thumb nail again. He’s going to break it at this rate. “Cuz I am one. A Barian.”

Yuma, beautifully naive Yuma, actually looks shocked.

“Then you are one of our enemies?” Astral questions.

Rei groans, thunking the back of his head against the stall door. “It’s a long story and you’re probably not gonna believe me cuz you don’t remember but here goes nothing.”

[crystalgirl259]

The Flame and the Dragon Ch9

Chapter 9: The Boy in the Castle

Kai's amber eyes remained fixed on the huge castle before him. The structure stood dark, curved, and magnificent with an unearthly quality that invited doom, but drew unwary travelers to it like ships to a beacon in a raging storm. The two towers boarding the main castle and the multiple spikes, towers, and spires created a jagged line against the sky. Every gargoyle, every window, every arch, and balcony is a perfect mirror of the castle in Kai's mind.

"This is.." He trailed off, the words dying in his throat; his hands gripped the iron bars of the gate so hard the rust of the iron dug into his hands. The only difference between the two castles was this one was dark and foreboding, while the one he was used to was white and rich with life. "This place was only supposed to be a dream! It can't exist." He tried to tell himself and yet there it was. A perfect dark, mirror-image of the castle he saw every time he closed his eyes.

This was where Lloyd and Nya were trapped?

Shaking his head free of the trance once his gaze fell back on Nya's coat, Kai released his grip on the gate then took a few steps back. With a mighty kick, the gates swung open with a loud screech.

"Come on Flame." He called, but the second his foot stepped through the gates a chill ran through his body, either from coldness or fear. The stallion followed, though was much more cautious in his steps and a look of trepidation in his eyes. Kai scowled to himself. Even the horse thinks coming here is a bad idea. But he ignored his own apprehensions and bolted to the entrance.

"Stay here." He told Flame, before cautious climbing up marble steps. He approached the massive doors of the enormous castle, cautiously. The decoration was more lavish than any Kai had seen. He couldn't even begin to imagine what it must've been like centuries prior without age and weather to wither its contents. Swallowing a lump of hesitation, he pulled on the door knockers. The doors open just as the gate did, and once again, the second he stepped through the doors it was like he'd entered another world.

Despite the castle's outwardly withered appearance, the inside was nothing short of magnificent.

With slight hesitation in his step, the teen took a step down the stunning red carpet. Walls of glass were at both sides of him, hazy from years of neglect and caked with dust. A crystal chandelier hung from the ceiling. He could only imagine how lovely the crystals and glass looked in the sunlight. He came to another set of enormous doors, much nicer and more elaborate than the ones outside. Vines and roses were elegantly carved into the fine oak wood, climbing up the sides of the door and surrounding the stunning carving of what looked like an enormous dragon.

Kai shook his head again, forcing himself to stay focused.

The doors flung open with a mighty shove and again he found himself within the depths of the castle. His eyes widened in shock. He had never imagined the inside, nor had he ever dreamed it, but even he had to agree it was far more magnificent than he could have possibly imagined. The front hall alone was huge and alight with enormous iron and crystal chandeliers filled with burning wax candles. Brass candle holders lined the inner hallway.

The small candle flames bathed the entire front entrance in a pale glow.

A majestic marble staircase spiraled in one direction leading above the first staircase to what looked like a balcony-hallway. The hallways were like crystal-lined marble chambers that could lead anywhere. The ceiling seemed to go up and on forever like a giant cathedral. The chains holding the chandeliers vanished in the darkness. Gargoyles and statues embedded in the huge walls above him were in scattered locations. The darkness and years of dust draped the entire castle in an eerie atmosphere, but the history of the castle itself spoke more than a hundred ancient tomes.

"Hello!" Kai called, hearing his voice echo against the empty hallways. "Does anybody live here? Hello!" He called again. His own voice boomed around him, the only drop of sound among the room of silence. "I'm looking for my brother and sister! Hello!" He tried for the third time but still got no answer. Confident that the castle was indeed abandoned he turned to the left towards the first corridor. He started calling Nya and Lloyd's names, unable to shake the feeling that someone was watching him in the main hallway...

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"What on earth were you and Tox thinking, Jay?" The white and black-haired man in disappointment. He also had a goatee and black eyebrows that looked similar to Kai's. He wore a gray and tan robe-like attire with a leather collar and belt. Jay was currently lying on his back, atop the dining room table, since it hadn't been used in well over a century. Ronin was pacing around in front of them. Zane was in the other room talking to the castle's seamstresses to pay them any attention.

"I know! I know! I'm sorry!" Jay apologized but it was muffled by his hands covering his face. He sat up and braced himself on his arms. "Look me in the eye, Neuro, and tell me you could've left them freezing to death in the middle of a storm?" He asked as his dark blue orbs met Neuro's brilliant onyx ones. Neuro sighed, running a hand through his hair. The white and black wings he adorned in his Tengu form flexed and flapped in thought. Even long before he'd come to the castle, it was rare a single dark thought filled his mind or he wished malice on anyone.

The very thought of him leaving two innocents alone to fend for themselves and being able to cope with such a choice was nothing short of laughable.

"No, I couldn't even if I wished to." He sighed, turning his teacup in his hands. Jay slid off the table, and gulped down his cold tea in one gulp, hoping the mixture would ease the stress barraging his mind. Sadly, it did nothing.

"He shouldn't have been so harsh though; if he had only given me two seconds to explain..." The ginger-haired teen muttered as he gripped the table so hard his nails dug into the wood. Rising to his feet, Neuro placed and comforting hand on Jay's shoulder. He knew Jay blamed himself for what happened the previous night and felt guilty.

"I won't deny his decision was and is a dreadful mistake, but you know he has his reasons; he suffers more a day than any of us could ever understand." He said as Jay collapsed in a chair, and crossed his arms.

"Doesn't mean he has to be so harsh!"

"I warned you." Ronin snapped. "Didn't I warn you? I told you he'd react that way!" He exclaimed as he ran his hands through his brown hair and gripped the locks tightly. "What were you thinking, Jay! Bringing them inside is one thing, but what were you thinking! Changing their clothes, letting them sleep on the master's favorite couch, playing with the boy!" He ranted, voice dripping with sarcasm.

"Well, excuse me for trying to be hospitable!" Jay retorted. Neuro sighed in annoyance, doing his best to tune out the two boy's argument, if only for his own sake and sanity...

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In the other room, Zane had just finished speaking with the castle's seamstresses by the time Nelson burst into the room, wild with excitement. Nelson was a young boy around Lloyd's age with light brown hair combed to the side. He was wearing a purple sweatshirt with white printed on the back and light blue pants. The seamstress was in her true form, a stunning woman with elegant waves of bleached white hair tied in a bun. Her stunning sharp emerald eyes radiated fierce independence but softened when she saw Nelson.

She always had a soft spot for the younger members of the staff.

"Where are you off to in such a rush?" She asked, sweetly.

"Harumi, Zane, you're not gonna believe this!" Nelson practically bounced with excitement. "There's a boy in the castle!"

"We're aware of that, Nelson; he's in the tower with his sister," Zane responded, without taking his eyes off the clipboard.

"Not them, Zane!" Nelson corrected. "There's another boy in the castle! He's here looking for them!"

"Are you sure?" Harumi asked, eyes wide with surprise.

"I'm positive!"

"That's enough, Nelson!" Zane scolded. "We all have work to do including you; no time for stories."

"But Zane—"

"Enough Nelson!" The yeti snapped, but before Zane could say another word, another servant burst into the room with a wide giddy grin. It was a woman with long black hair that was tied back in a tall ponytail with pale, almost grey skin and violet eyes. She wore a dark purple biker outfit. Harumi jumped in surprise at her sudden entrance.

"Ultra Violet! You'll give me a heart attack!" She scolded her wife. Though Harumi and Ultra Violet were the same age, Violet always acted so much younger.

"What is it, Ultra Violet?" Zane asked, sternly, clearly not in the mood for any more surprises since the previous night.

"THERE'S A BOY IN THE CASTLE! AN ACTUAL BOY!" She shrieked, almost bursting with happiness. Harumi's jaw hit the floor. Zane's eyes bulged out of his skull.

"I told you so!" Nelson screamed with a glare and a wide smirk...

****************

Neuro's hand clenched the teacup and plate so hard it almost shattered. He gritted his teeth and closed his eyes in frustration, unable to decide if he should yell at the two arguing boys in front of him or drag them upstairs by their ears.

"I don't care if the Master is being unfair, that's already been established! Fact is you put them in danger!" Ronin accused.

"Well excuse me for trying to be nice!" Jay retorted meeting the man's angry gaze.

"Figures, the first two people to enter this fucking place in a hundred years, and we get them both imprisoned in a tower for the rest of their lives!" The troll snarled as he turned away and started pulling at his hair in frustration. Jay growled in anger. Neuro slammed the cup down on the table.

"Silence the both of you!" He scolded them both, causing both of them to turn their heads. They knew full well of the temper that was hidden behind Neuro's polite and stoic appearance, but it was still a shock when it surfaced. "If you two do not refrain from arguing this very second, so help me God I will—"

"Nya?" An unfamiliar voice suddenly echoed nearby. All three servants froze and bolted towards the source of the voice, their anger was forgotten. A flash of red passed the dining room entrance. Jay and Ronin met eyes before throwing themselves up and gripping the side of the wall. Their eyes widened and their mouths gaped in shock.

"It's a boy!" Jay announced.

"No, ya think?" Ronin retorted, his voice dripping with sarcasm.

"What is he doing here?" Neuro asked as he blinked in shock, bewilderment, and worry. A giddy smile crossed Jay's face, and he started bouncing up and down in happiness.

"I knew it! I knew it! Don't you see?" He explained dancing around a bewildered Ronin. "He's the one! The one we've been waiting for! The one who's going to break the spell!"

"Jay, we've been through this, you're optimizing again!" Ronin said extremely patiently and panicked as if he were talking to an insane asylum patient.

"And it's paid off!" Jay beamed before he suddenly bounced before dashing to catch up to their guest.

"Wait a minute! Wait a minute!" Neuro called, then cried out in shock when a purple dash crashed into him and another dove over him.

"Sorry, Neuro!" Nelson apologized over his shoulder. Tox bolted after her smaller friend in her naga form, before transforming back into her own human form without halting in her step. Before Neuro could voice a protest, several gusts of wind bolted past him, sending him to the floor again. The first one came from a small glowing pixie with purple wings and a familiar, giddy grin. She was followed by a stunning woman with long white hair, pointed ears, talons for hands and feet, and jade green feathered wings growing from her arms.

Another fairy and a purple naga followed closely behind her.

"Sorry, Neuro, we're in a rush!" The purple pixie, Ultra Violet, called over her thin, amethyst wings.

"What the hell is going on?" Neuro demanded.

"They're a boy in the castle!" The fairy paused in mid-flight to respond, before following the others. Neuro remained sitting on the floor, his jaw slacked in shock, and his eyes bulged with confusion.

"Has everyone lost their minds?"...

[saucetail-hasanewblog]

gonna use my blog as a personal ranting platform for a second btw... but gonna put under the cut cuz its long

I love how I come to the realization that maybe people in school don't actually hate me maybe I'm just projecting like every single week.

because I feel too insecure to approach them... cuz when I came here in this school everyone was already friends and I talked to no one so I essentially doomed myself to feeling like no one even knows I exist every single day.

But also that's literally not true because people remember my name and in the last two days two separate people asked me to sit with them to do different things is there just something wrong with me where I have a massive problem with catastrophizing everything that happens to me?????

Like why am I acting like my life is so miserable. because fine maybe I feel left out because no one hangs out or talks to me outside of school but like. I have my online friends and I have an irl friend who knows I'm nonbinary bisexy outside of school so literally why do I feel bad about that. why am I just constantly spiraling into the fear that no one cares if I'm around. I literally cried because of this it's so pathetic!!!!!!!!!!

And this has got to be teenage hormones, right? Because fuck I sure hope so because if not then I'm just the whiniest bitch on the planet. I have got to learn to approach people without them calling out for me in school. even if I don't have much to say.... what's wrong with me literally I just want to fish for gods sake! !!!!!

[solarpunksoftie]

additional fun facts about the Gene Pool

because i cant be stopped and oh hello new obsession

my sides

A - Adrienne   E - Ethan   L - Laura   P - Pandora   D - Daryl

Favourite Colour

A - Green

E - Red

L - Blue

P - Yellow

D - Purple

Favourite Music

A - The Struts, Major Lazer, Ariana Grande

E - Rise Against, Green Day, Paramore

L - Lindsey Stirling, Sleeping At Last, Ratatat

P - KONGOS, Arctic Monkeys, Bastille

D - Twenty One Pilots, The Neighborhood, The Front Bottoms

Favourite Foods/Bev

A - Popsicles, Bananas, Mussels / Dr. Pepper

E - Yogurt+Granola, Lamb, Bacon / Juice

L - Steak, Mushrooms, Ramen(its convenient!) / Tea

P - Berries, Spaghetti, Clif Bars (chocolatey ones) / Coffee

D - BBQ Chips, Goldfish, Cheesecake / Hot Cocoa

Favourite Movie

A - Avengers

E - The Sting

L - Cosmos: War of the Planets (they fuckin lov terrible movies)

P - Indiana Jones and the Lost Arc

D - Heathers

Favourite T.V. Show

A - Rick and Morty

E - Brooklyn Nine-Nine

L - Star Trek (tos)

P - The Walking Dead

D -  Cutthroat Kitchen

Favourite Fiction Genre / AO3 Tag

A - Action / Smut

E - Drama / Hurt Comfort

L - Sci-fi / College AU

P - Fantasy / Graphic Depictions of Violence

D - Slice of Life / Whump

Favourite Musical / Song from it

A - Catch Me If You Can / Live in Living Color

E - Les Miserables / Do You Hear The People Sing 

L - Hamilton / Non-Stop

P - Into The Woods / I Know Things Now

D -  Heathers / Lifeboat

Favourite Activity

A - sex, dancing, late night shenanigans with friends

E - attending protests, witchcraft, hiking

L - painting, research, watching movies

P - cooking, playing horror games, playing with animals

D - sleeping, listening to music, cuddling (but they’ll never admit it)

Favourite Affection

A - kisses. not necessarily romantic, forehead, cheek, hand, etc are all awesome

E - massages, especially shoulders

L - hair play

P - hand holding and casual touches

D - hugs, but so touch starved he’ll take anything

Favourite exercise

A - Dance!

E - Swimming

L - Climbing

P - Bicycle

D - pass…

If They Had A Super Power…

A - Flight

E - Pyrokinesis/Pyrogenesis

L - Time Stop

P - Invincibility

D - Invisibility

Weapon Of Choice

A - Falchion… specifically this one 

E - spiked bat

L - Pistol

P - Bowie Knife

D - Switchblade

Travel Destination

A - Amsterdam OR Cross Country Road Trip

E - International Relief Aid (they have no concept of relaxation)

L - Ireland

P - Hawaii

D - no thanks..

Element

A - Air

E - Fire

L - Earth

P - Water

D - Smoke

Theme Songs

A - Raise Your Glass, P!nk - Don’t Threaten Me With A Good Time, P!atD

E - Architects, Rise Against - Uprising, Muse - Feeling Sorry, Paramore

L - Conquest of Spaces, Woodkid

P - Laugh Till I Cry, The Front Bottoms - Stressed Out, Twenty One Pilots

D - Trapdoor, Twenty One Pilots - Be Nice To Me, The Front Bottoms - The Draw, Bastille

Little Quirks

A - Happy Dances, Winks, Hair Fluffs

E - Impatient finger tapping, “Cool Kid” posing, Blowing hair out of face

L - clasped hands, Adjusting glasses, straitening tie

P - deforest kelley bounce, hands nervously in pockets, always ready to rabbit

D - Tired face rub, eye roll, lip biting

Zodiac Sign/Planet (all from my full chart)

A - Aries Moon

E - Scorpio Mars

L - Libra Mercury

P - Sagittarius Jupiter

D - Pisces Saturn

Shadow Emotion

A - Loneliness

E - Sadness

L - Confusion

P - Fear

D - Anger

Alignment

A - Chaotic Neutral - fuck it this looks fun

E - Chaotic Good - I will burn this city to the ground to save a child

L - Lawful Good - do the right thing the Right way and you get the best results

P - Lawful Neutral - follow the rules and you won’t get hurt

D - Neutral Evil - I’m tired just kill yourself

Hogwarts House

A - Gryffindor

E - Slytherin / Gryffindor

L - Ravenclaw / Slytherin

P - Gryffindor

D - Hufflepuff

D&D Class

A - Sorcerer

E - Druid

L - Wizard

P - Ranger

D - Rogue

MBTI / my function stack

A - ESFP / Se

E - ENFP / Fi

L - ENTJ / Te

P - ISTP / inferior Ni

D - INFP - none, hes a disorder

God Tier 

A - Maid of Breath

E - Knight of Space

L - Sylph of Mind

P - Mage of Rage

D - Page of Doom

High School Superlatives

A - Best Person to Travel With

E - Most Likely to Help Hide a Body

L - Most Likely to Succeed

P - Best Person to Get Stranded With

D - Worst Case of Senioritis

Vices/Virtues

A - Sex/Kindness

E - Rage/Courage

L - Overwork/Diligence 

P - Alcohol/Vigilance 

D - Drugs/Humility

When Stressed

A - loses all sense of direction and will jump onto the first suggestion someone makes to relieve the stress. Gets paranoid about appearance. Easily becomes overwhelmed/sensory overloaded and needs soft things, stim things, and fidgit toys to keep from becoming entirely incoherent.

E - Gets really impatient and short with people. If the stress escalates they will angry cry from frustration. Slams doors, yells unnecessarily.

L - Comes to a complete stop. They can’t complete a thought coherently and are easily confused. Prone to quitting from distress, coming to the conclusion that the most logical thing is to remove ones self from the stress while also stuck on the fact that it’s stressful because it’s too important to ignore. They basically experience blue screen of death by becoming a feedback loop of “oh no”.

P - The paranoia is in full bloom. they can get delusional and jumpy. Fears intensify. Outwardly, the only sign that somethings wrong is the occasional thousand yard stare or, contrastly, they get hyper vigilant. They’re just always ready.

D - Nap Time. If naps are not acquired they become crazy aggressive and verbally abusive. Every problem is a personal attack and it must be Gene’s fault. Craves death but will settle for a razor.

When They Like Someone

A - a smooth motherfucker. loves the seduction game. will wear lingerie under her clothes in case the opportunity arises to take it off ;)

E - Skittish. romance is the one emotional department they always fumble with. will compliment a lot and try to win them over, but takes a long time to act on anything for fear of misreading the other person’s intentions and making them uncomfortable.

L - Direct. knows the importance of presentation and is a good manipulator, so may implement their skills unintentionally. Really they just want the other person on the same page as them.

P - Suspicion. they normally aren’t attracted to someone unless the other person flirts first, and they are distrustful of others’ intentions. only once they feel safe with their crush will they act more directly and can actually be very charming.

D - Obsession and Despair. This person becomes their everything, which terrifies them, so they try and pull away to avoid getting hurt, and then get upset that the person isnt paying enough attention to them, and then the “im unlovable” spiral begins.

When Injured (with irl experiences oops)

A - powers through with force of will. will convince herself that its not a big deal. would probably try to finish a marathon with a broken leg. not stubborn if told to seek help, however, theyre just really bad at judging the severity/urgency of an injury. (went through their day without a care in the world after a head injury, legit didn’t think it was a big deal. the bump just looked nasty)

E - stubborn as a mule to keep up their badass image. will brush off most things even if they know its bad news. the only time the facade drops is when theyre alone, and then theyre a mess. (helped someone move despite the fact that they were seriously ill. hid it the whole time. collapsed when they got home)

L - reacts appropriately to the situation. has an objective enough knowledge of medicine and anatomy to assess the severity and urgency of an injury and will seek help if needed. 

P - Panic. has a slight inclination to hypochondria that only comes out when something is wrong. stubbed tow? its broken. stomach ache? it could be cancer or their appendix is gonna burst. weird symptoms they dont recognize? absolutely positive theyre gonna die. if they cant see whats wrong the panic is worse. is actually not bad dealing with flesh wounds, but still wont hesitate in seeking care. (full blown panic attack when a uti started exhibiting unfamiliar symptoms and couldn’t receive immediate care)

D - secrecy. wont tell anyone. 10/10 most likely to silently stitch up a wound themselves and no one would be the wiser. (suffering silently through a migraine without medication, cleaning up self harm cuts)

Negative Influences

A - Reckless behavior, abandoning obligations in favour of a fun activity, drug use

E - Being argumentative, “anyone who doesnt agree with me is the enemy” knee jerk reaction, grudges

L - Obsessive behavior, hyper focus, over rationalizing feelings away

P - Irrational fears, distrust of others, exhausting hyper vigilance

D - Depression my dudes, self worth issues, self harm in all forms

Positive Influences

A - Trying new things, Courage, enjoying the simple pleasures

E - Passion, Moral compass, Determination

L - keeping my life structured, love of learning, the designer

P - self preservation, observing others’ personal boundaries, being prepared

D - ?????, keeps me from becoming too powerful,, ???????

When To Worry About Them

A - would rather stay home than go out, reclusive behavior

E - either theyre constantly fuming or they become painfully apathetic

L - none of their ideas make sense, language issues

P - always v stressed

D - smiley mask, overly compliant, overly positive

How They Chill

A - Nature Walks

E - Low Key hangouts with friends

L - Coloring books

P - Music - will often chill and listen to music with Daryl

D - Sleep - falls asleep while listening to music with Pandora

ill probly add onto this when i think of more stuff, but here for now

Self Care

A - Dressing up, cuz looking good for your own sake does wonders for emotional wellbeing

E - Talking to people, it’s not fair to you or your friends to shut them out, and the attention makes Adrienne happy

L - Hot Shower. As well as being good hygiene, hot showers improve circulation and relax muscles and the mind

P - cooking a whole meal for yourself, because you have a penchant for denying yourself food, and its a creative, mentally stimulating activity that gets you moving and is satisfying

D - He’d say sleep, but he always wants to sleep so its mostly detrimental. So he’s with Laura on hot showers, but like, in the dark. They’re good for if you’re upset, or nauseous, or tired, or have a migraine, or need a cry. Don’t gotta put much thought into it, if somethings wrong it can probably be fixed with a shower. Also the warmth is super nice, and a locked dark bathroom is basically the most secure place you have access to. AND you can use nice smelling soaps and stuff, so Addy is happy too. Showers are just default best.

Which Sanders Sides theyre most like

A - Patton

E - Roman

L - Logan

P - Anxiety

D - get fucked

As My Friends… 

A - Kevin - big puppy dog, adventure/food/trouble friend

E - John - loud and proud and also my libra buddy

L - Owen - too smart jesus christ

P - Bri - anxiety ridden and prepared for everything

D - Jake - seriously hes the embodiment of depression anyway its horrifying

Physical Details

A - always wearing body glitter. nothing too Extra but just enough for a slight shimmer

E - has all the tattoos ive ever fantasized about. when i think up a new one it gets added to the collection. the buffest looking; when they work out they go for tone cuz they love the look

L - the only one who wears glasses. also wears a binder cuz theyre most comfortable flat-chested

P - carries any injuries i have at the time, including random bruises or cuts. actually the strongest even though they dont look it

D - has cuts all up their arms. they’re normally wrapped in bandages or hidden under hoodies. Deep under eye bags and the thinnest by far cuz they never heckin eat

Group Opinion

A - despite being the oldest everyone sees her as the little sister they need to protect. they love when shes happy and they all put in efforts to keep her out of too much trouble for the most part

E - they see them as a bit of an egomaniac, which isnt too far off. they are the judicial voice of the group, keeping everyone in line. those who deviate too far face their wrath.

L - the nerd. the others actually try to dismiss them a lot, since a lot of times they end up holding the group back. wildly unappreciated even though theyre normally right and helpful

P - doesn’t normally pop into group discussions, and is more of a casual observer, only participating when necessary. the others appreciate this about them, because for real if they contributed all the time id be a lot more stressed out

D - the villain. everyone always attacks everything they say (with good reason). despite this they still somehow end up winning a pretty good amount of decisions, cuz they are disgustingly good at twisting words and appealing to what at least one of the others wants. no one trusts them