#one on the right is Plinko

[apocalypsefunhouse]

Haven't posted in a while from lack of confidence, but here's Twisty and Plinko!

[chiropteracupola]

tell me if you think I'm breathing good...

[collaboration with @dxppercxdxver again]

[rainbowgod666]

See this is why theres that post about people on the internet saying things because they havent been punched in the face for it

[pressureplus]

Ourmmm can I request a headcanon of nicknames Sebastion and the reader would give each other? Only if ur not busy of course 🙏🏾

This one's really cute, absolutely! nobody has any need to be shy here! ❤️

We're here for the fish content.

💖Sebastian Solace Nickname Headcannons💖

Warnings: N/A

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If You're Enemies:

• He's mean to most people but he's AWFUL to you

• Half of the things he uses to refer to you are curse words

• Bastard, Dumbass, Dickhead, ect... He can't even be bothered a good portion of the time, not with you

• And then there's days where he's feeling EXTRA

• "You look like your mother dropped you into a plinko machine."

• "Do you always act like you crawled out of the dredges of 4Chan?"

• "Oh, there's my favorite little insect!"

• The second he finds out you have mommy issues, he calls you motherless. You're missing your left eye, hand, leg, or ear? He'll call you Righty. Deformities and Mutations alike, he's petty and likes to take cheap shots

• Chance to call you by your name: 0%

If You're Acquaintances:

• You're probably a buyer, so Patron, Customer, Unfortunate Guest, and Expendable are all on the table

• If you work with him religiously, he might call you something special like 'Traitor' or 'Survivor'

• Customer Service says "try make sale", so he's most often short but sweet. Most of his mean commentary comes out when you're not in the shop

• "Oh, now, There's just the person I wanted to see! Welcome back."

• Doesn't talk to you much, so there isn't a ton of things he really calls you, you're towing a pretty neutral line

• Chance to call you by your name: 60%

If You're Friends:

• Actually genuinely wants you around, so now you get actual, meaningful interactions with this man other than buisness!

• He calls you Stupid and he calls you Clumsy, even occasionally calling you Reckless, Dummy, or Sucker

• If you're a little goblin, he calls you Crawler and Vermin

• And then he turns around and calls you Bestie, Favorite, and even Treat

• "Well if it isn't the Star of the Show!"

• Tends to lean towards positive interactions, as having someone he can truly call a friend to him makes him feel a little better about living in a place like this

• Chance to call you by your name: 40%

If You're Lovers:

• Oh God what have you done? How did you even get this far?

• He's SMOTHERING as a lover, and this absolutely extends to the way he refers to you

• Before, when you were Idiot, Crawler, or Treat? Now you're his little Idiot, Crawler or Treat

• "Is that my little star I see over there?"

• "Ah, there you are, my treasure, I was wondering where you'd gone off to."

• "There's my sweet little light, what are you doing?"

• "Are you doing well, my love? You aren't hurt?"

• "If it isn't my darling little diver."

• Likes that he's bigger than you not to emphasize that you're tiny and sweet to him

• Still hits you with something mean every now and then, probably poking fun at you in some way, most likely as an inside joke or a nickname from wherever your relationship started

• (RIP if y'all started as enemies, he's still going to be a bitch to you on his Extra days, it's a funny habit now... Though I guess now it's playful so you win some you lose some, right?)

• I'm sure you wouldn't have it any other way, you know the sassy fish you decided to keep very well by now

• Chance to call you by your name: 5%

[cosmerelists]

The Lopen Rates Memes

As requested by anon. :)

1. Horse Plinko

Lopen: Now, this one I have to rate highly, yes? Because of my dear friend Kaladin, who is very strong and brave, sure, but fears horses. If Kaladin saw this horse bouncing, bouncing, bouncing down the pegs and into the fire, perhaps his fear would simply melt away the way a Passionspren melts away when they see Gaz coming. Lopen: I give it a 13.2. Sigzil: ...on what scale? Lopen: You cannot understand the Lopen's rating scale, gancho.

2. Expanding Brain

Lopen: See, this one is just showing what happens to people who spend time with the Lopen. Lopen: First they feel a spark of inspiration, and then their brain starts to expand, and soon they are fully enlightened. Lopen: Happens all the time. Lopen: This one is a solid 11.5.

3. Live Slug Reaction

Lopen: Slug? What is a slug? I've never heard of such a thing. Lopen: Should be something that people know about--live crab reaction. Lopen: Live Kaladin reaction. Lopen: Live Rua reaction. Rua: [makes rude gesture] Lopen: See? Now THAT'S applicable in many, many situations. Lopen: This one barely cracks a 7.

4. Crab Rave

Lopen: Now this is a meme that people can relate to, sure. Lopen: Whose brain is not, occasionally, full of dancing crabs? Lopen: I give it a 12.12--not quite as good as the 11.5, but a bit better than the 13.2.

5. Goncharov

Lopen: Lighteyed meme if I have ever seen one. Lopen: Lighteyes love to believe in complicated things that aren't real, yes? Lopen: Of course...we are all lighteyed these days... Lopen: ... Lopen: I guess I have to give it an 8.

6. Spiders Georg

Lopen: I am a generous and magnanimous man, sure, so I will ignore that nobody knows this "spiders" you are talking about. Lopen: I showed this one to Sigzil and he nearly smiled. I think "outlier" is a funny word to the Azish. Lopen: Change "spiders" to "cremlings" and perhaps it would be a winner. Lopen: Yes in the end even a generous man like me cannot ignore the spiders thing. Lopen: I say 4.8 but only because Sigzil kind of liked it.

7. Breaking News Supernatural

Lopen: There is something about those two lighteyed men. Lopen: I want to believe in their love, sure, because the Lopen knows and believes in love. Lopen: And yet the mood I get is "live slug reaction" and not "crab rave" at all. Kaladin: ...please do not start talking solely in memes. Lopen: What do you think this research is for, Gancho?? Lopen: It is a 3. It makes me sad.

8. Loss

Lopen: [holds up his right arm] You know, I had only one at first. Lopen: [holds up both arms, the left one slightly bent] Then I regrew my second! But, did you know--at first it was just a little shorter! Lopen: [straightens both arms fully] But luckily, just a little more glowing, and now both of my arms are the same length! Lopen: [Keeps right arm up but stretches out the left one] I can even point up and to the left at the same time! Lopen: Yup, yup, the loss of my arm sure was tough. Kaladin: ...and this has what to do with memes? Lopen: Just saying that this one is my favorite!

[mod2amaryllis]

How are your fishies doing?

AWW thank you for asking!!!

my life has been such a fatigued whirlwind the last few months that I'll fully admit the tanks have gotten less attention. fortunately that's not a huge deal when you have planted tanks, they just chug along.

the community tanks are great, i had issues with guppies dying but i think that was just unfortunate genetic bottlenecking. :/ the deaths have stopped and there's a big new population of fresh blood fry to add to the gene pool. the little rasbora 5g is overrun with algae but the fish don't care, they're great. 40g community is as stable as ever, with the last batch of kribensis growing up peacefully.

but the sad news is Plinko. i euthanized him a few months ago when his quality of life just continued to drop. i never posted about it because i was sad. :/

i buried him in my favorite rattlesnake plant which, at the time, was dropping leaves til there were like 3 left, then after burying him it came back strong. I'm choosing to believe these things are related haha 💙

everyone else on the rack is good tho! hubble, bug, and peel. thread algae is winning the war rn but whatever

plus Plinko's successor....so.. i was at petco for something unrelated, of course, and all the bettas were in horrible shape. the clerk told me something had gone wrong with the last water change and they were dying left and right. so i go through them, not really in the headspace for a fixer upper, and there's one single boy who looks back at me with that regular betta brightness as if to say "hey. psst. get me outta here." this was Chicken the day i brought him home:

and this is him today

another pleasant big finned boy ❤️❤️❤️ awesome personality, love him. i got an adorable video the day i got him of seeing duckweed for the first time, I'll post that too

and the last update was an ill advised impulse buy who's been living in my qt tank. another, separate, petco situation. I'd seen him and left him, couldn't stop thinking about him for a week, then came back to a morbidly EMPTY betta display except for a few cups shoved on the bottom shelf, thankfully including my dude.

this is Tatters:

he's a veiltail but his tail was in, yknow, tatters, when i got him. it was another one of those betta-looks-at-me-brightly things, like his tail's gone but he's in good shape. he's a cool spunky dude and this is him today, fins have made a big ol recovery:

he's still just in the ugly little qt tank and I'm debating whether it would be a good idea to give him a scaped tank in the nursery...👀

but yes! thank you for checking on my fishventures!

[shotmrmiller]

duuude speaking of horny military men my college is settled in a navy/air force town with a couple diff bases sooo close to campus and the college itself has a massive ROTC program for the army..

hmm maybe ill find a gaz like man, a girl can dream (he is the most sane 141 guy id actually go out with i fr trust NONE of them) also imagine finding one of those fuckers in college in a whole ass other town hours away while they’re on some random assignment and then they latch on and follow you to your hometown.. like hello sir why is ur 6’ ass on my doorstep!

ill get back to you on if i find any interesting ones though, im sure at least someone will be :p

and here’s plinko stealing my heating pad </3

that's plinko's heating pads wym. go get your own.

he's the most SANE??? KYLE???

i think johnny is to me. while hyper aggressive and forward, he doesn't try to hide shit from you. not how he feels, not what he wants to do. kyle's a smart man. keep you unawares of the future only he can see. no reason to tell you a thing when every calculated decision moves you right where he wants you until it's too late for you to do anything about it

no no. kyle knows how to keep his depravity under wraps. (even simon would be impressed lmao)

[prismatica-the-strange]

I'll Follow Your Voice | Younger Now Than We Were Before

With the end of everything just on the horizon, not everyone takes it well. (I know the song is technically romantic but I imagined this as a montage of the Umbrellas and what's left of the Sparrows spending their last hours before and after the Kugelblitz destroys everything)

Reblogs always appreciated!

Don't Let Me Go by The Fray | Dividers by @saradika-graphics

That's it. They aren't doing anything and the universe will come to a shuddering and unremarkable end.

Five makes his way back to the kitchen to get another big bowl of cereal and wander around until he figures out what the hell he saw last night.

He's about three spoonfuls in when he feels his chest get tight and his lungs burn. He's been around long enough to know the pain isn't his and he starts to worry.

He blinks to the next floor up, pretty sure that that's where his twin went after their vote.

It doesn't take long until he stumbles across her on the floor, her knees pulled to her chest.

"Margalo?" He sets his bowl on the floor and kneels next to her, "Are you okay? What happened?"

"I-I ran out of yarn!" She sobs.

His face contorts in confusion, glancing over at the, now, extremely long, multicolored scarf she'd worked on continuously since they'd arrived in this timeline next to her.

"I think it's big enough now. don't you?" He tries to joke, but it doesn't help, and he sighs, "What's really going on?"

"I... I-I don't-"

"Don't what?"

Her chest heaves as she shakes her head and grabs his arms, " I can't-"

"Can't?"

"C-can't breathe."

"This is a panic attack?" He asks, holding her wrists tighter, "Okay... You're gonna be okay. Just take a breath."

"I-I-I can't!"

"Yes, you can," He insists, "Hey, just look at me, focus on me, okay?"

She nods and he leads her in a few deep breaths until she's calmed down enough to talk.

"That's it, now what's going on?" He asks.

"I... " She chews her bottom lip as tears well up in her eyes again, "I don't wanna die."

"Oh."

That's all he can think to say, oh.

He knows no one is truly happy with what's happening or their plan to deal with it, but seeing her like this is different.

"I don't wanna die, and I ran out of yarn, so now I don't have anything to keep my mind off it and I just-," She buries her face in her hands as she sobs, "Five, I'm scared."

"Hey," He sits next to her and wraps his arm round her shoulders, pulling her into half hug, "I can't promise you it's gonna be okay, but I can promise that whatever happens we'll face it together, as a family."

She turns to cry against his shoulder, and he hugs her properly.

Then he says something he'd never admit to anyone else, not even their other siblings.

"I'm scared too."

With Luther dead, all signs pointing to the guardian, and the kugelblitz right on their asses, what's left of the the Umbrella and Sparrow academies quickly file into the reflective hallway behind the plinko machine.

Margalo is frozen in the shock of it all, but Five doesn't let her fall behind.

"Come on," He grabs her arm and part of the scarf she's wrapped around her neck more than a few times, dragging her with him.

They're only about ten feet in when she looks back and sees Reginald blocking their brother's way.

"Klaus!" She calls and Five tugs harder when she tries to go back.

"We have to keep moving!"

"But Klaus-"

"He's right behind us- Margalo wait!" He shouts when she pulls away and starts back.

Blue energy flickers around her and he reaches out to grab her again, fingers catching in the end of the scarf just as she blinks out of sight.

She's suddenly back in the suite, the walls being torn apart as Klaus gives up on the door.

She doesn't hesitate to grab him, stomach sinking when she can't blink them back.

"What did you do?" Klaus asks, grabbing her shoulders, "W-why would you come back for me?"

"I wasn't going to let you die!"

"So now we're both gonna die? Margs, this isn't the brightest plan!"

"I panicked!"

They stare at each other for half a second before breaking into tearful laughs. She cups his cheek with a scared smile, "Like I'd ever let you die alone."

A pained gasp is ripped from her lungs as the universe tears her apart.

Five watches in horror as the scarf falls into his hands.

"Margalo?" He looks up to the door, Reginald trying to push him further down the passage, but he fights him, screaming out his sister's name and reaching for the closed door, "Margalo!"

A few feet more and his body goes limp as he feels a sudden pain and then... then nothing. Their connection is gone and the emptiness he felt all those years in the apocalypse washes over him.

Everyone is confused when Klaus and Margalo don't come through the other side.

"Five?" He barely feels Victor's hand on his shoulder.

"She was right behind me," He squeezes the scarf and glares up at Reginald, and growls through clenched teeth, "What did you do?"

"Nothing! Your brother didn't make it through the door and it seems your sister went back to get him," The old man says, "I'm sorry, it seems they're gone."

As the rest of them explore the lobby of Hotel Oblivion, Five steps away.

Not again. This can't be happening again, not after everything he's done to save them.

Most of his family is there, still within reach, but he feels so alone.

He grips the scarf harder, breath shuddering and tears pricking his eyes.

His back slides down the wall, similarly to how he found her during her panic attack, he hides his face in his twins handiwork, all he has left of her, and he cries.

He cries like he hasn't in years.

He finally made it back to his family, and within a month he's lost them again.

His breathing goes ragged when he thinks back to the feeling of her slipping away and his chest tightens.

"It's not fair," He sniffles. His tear have already soaked a patch of orange and green yarn, "I just wanted my family back! I didn't want to be alone anymore!"

He doesn't feel like he'd been put through a freeze dryer anymore as he and the others step out of the elevator.

He turns around when someone gasps and he sees Luther, a normal looking Luther, step out followed closely by-

"Margalo," He breathes, and before he can stop himself, he's blinked in front of her, and thrown his arms around her in a tight hug. A hug she returns, just as tight and just as reluctant to let go.

It's not long until the others wrap themselves around them, Sloan and Ben included, all of the just glad to be alive

To still have each other, even after the end of everything

[castielstwigandberries]

if the supernatural movie doesnt include a reference to

nevada and georgia turning blue, stop the count, destiel making putin resign, sherlock season 5 rumors, destiel news meme, which political person had to be briefed on what destiel is now?, jensen looks like he was holding back homophobic slurs, weird cuts in the confession scene, which way was dean thrown now?, bury your gays speedrun, gay angels get send to superhell/eeby-deeby/cas plinko, recognizing the confession scene only by the first letters of each word, 'homosexual declaration of love', The Tapes™ (Release them now jensen!!!), meta analysis after 15x18, 'i gripped you tight and raised you from perdition' callback as dean saves cas from the empty, why lamp?, onion field, pizza man montage, parallels be paralleling, dean screaming cas name so loud in one take that people heard it blocks away, dean offering to kill sam if it means chuck brings cas back, the 4 year old son of lucifer becoming god, chuck won theory, 'we explore the nature of destiel in act two', excitement for a long finale which could only be about dean saving cas, right?, the insanity inducing quotes of the day for episodes, 'the night we met' and 'angel with a shotgun' songs of the day on set, filming in a barn, worst finale ever (even worse than game of thrones), weirly short with 11 scenes cut, two thirds montages, carry on wayward son playinf twice, back to back, one a weird cover version, vampmimes, no cas in the finale but instead some random vampire from season one no one remembers, dean finally gets nailed from behind, dean dies from tetanus, party city wig, good cars go to heaven, Car/Cas and Biden/Bi!Dean/Bye!Dean, 'cas helped', blurry wife, misha and jensen are not in the thank you video, everyone was supposed to be at the roadhouse originally but no one was informed of those plans, walker backdoor pilot, covid/capitalism destroyed everything, misha was in vancouver for filming the last episodes and was in less episodes than he was contracted for, misha denies ever having been in vancouver, misha says originally he was supposed to be in the finale as jimmy, misha says cas was supposed to be in the finale and 'sidle up to dean in the roadhouse', heterosexual destiel whose kisses would have created entire universes, destiel reciprocated in spanish, rogue translator, #TheySilencedYou, Jensen Ackles sexy silence, jensen ackles longcon, deanbenny breakup in season 8 script leak, Heller Obama, fake italian dub, misha collins x bill clinton sex scandal, misha addressing the "scandal" and tagging bill clinton and monica lewinski, 'still beautiful, still dean winchester', mishapocalypse 2.0 and 3.0, 'eyes like the sky' beer from jensens brewery rumored to be misha description, cockles anniversay photo, chaos machine jensen ackles' production company, 'rainbow road' beer close to deans birthday, blue green ('destiel') shotglasses from jensen brewery, ash and ellen's actors roleplaying roadhouse reopening in twitter, people think they are planning destiel wedding, disappointment when thats not the case, fans celebrate Destiel Wedding anyway on Valentine's Day 2021, fallout with both actors after one said a 'queer interpretation would damage the integrity of the show',

*takes a deep breath*

jared calling cas junkless and comparing his love for dean to the love he has for his children, misha collins cameo including 'still beautiful, still dean winchester', saileen and midam wedding, spn prequel announcement and subsequent j2 fallout, '@/robbiethompson et tu brute wow. what a trully awful thing you've done #bravo you coward', the prequel being about the least favourite characters of supernatural and a love story disproved by canon, 100000 destiel fics on ao3, misha tweets about that, rumors if mishas secret ao3 account, real italian dub going 'you're kinda okay' instead of i love you, misha tweeting a video of him saying 'te amo' in response to that', jensen saying if there'd been more time he (he meant dean but he used first person pronouns) would have hugged cas and said 'i love you too', first anniversary, misha collins coming out as bisexual on accident and then saying he 'happens to be straight' three days later in a five post apology thread, hot sauce from adam/micheal actor advertised by him playing midam, casbaiting in the winchesters trailer, jarlos shipping by winchester main actors, dean with beard and turtleneck, jensen saying he wanted misha in the winchesters but it didnt work out because of scheduling conflicts but hed be there in a season two shortly before the show was cancelled, death of the rogue translator and destiel getting dragged to the trending page every time there is news

*panting* then i dont want it.

yes this is all i could remember without looking it up

[givehimthemedicine]

NINA and the magic of VHS ✨📼

I think I just figured out a big part of how NINA works. here's how Brenner is "altering" past events.

something just hit me about this footage that's been staring me in the face this whole time.

before I come to my Big Point, let me establish a few things:

the camera codes don't match

s4 keeps giving us camera POV footage that's labeled per camera. we see codes like CAM 071, CAM 039 and CAM 114.

what's weird about that? nothing, except... here are what the tape labels in the NINA library look like:

alphanumeric codes like CAM B2, CAM A5, CAM TR2. not a single one with just the three-digit numerical codes.

k, put a pin in that.

the NINA library is so spotty

Brenner tells El, "Everything that took place in my lab was captured on video tape. Every success and every failure."

but the dates we saw in that closeup are so sparse. it takes only a dozen tapes to span a month of footage leading up to the massacre (a time period you'd think they'd save every second of):

CAM B6 08-10-79 CAM B5 08-12-79 CAM A2 08-20-79 CAM B5 08-25-79 CAM TR1 09-2-79 CAM RR2 09-4-79 CAM C6 09-6-79 CAM RR1 09-6-79 CAM C4 09-7-79 CAM B5 09-7-79 CAM TR2 09-8-79

no idea what a lot of these camera codes denote, but it's not too hard to guess RR means Rainbow Room.

I can tell you off the top of my head that there are four cameras in the Rainbow Room. and one in each corner of the training rooms, at least one apiece in test rooms, bedrooms, hallways. at least one apiece in observation chambers of test rooms - otherwise the One banishment footage wouldn't exist (is that a bit odd now that I think of it?).

and that's not including the tripod cameras with which are recorded close up footage like plinko and the cat.

so, why so few dates and camera angles?

@lilly-flowerr once kindly calculated an estimate about how many VHS tapes would be produced from 100+ cameras' worth of continuous footage for the duration of the HNL program and the result was in the ballpark of several million.

tbf, Brenner never claimed this was all the footage. so I figured, likely, this library actually just houses a pared-down selection of footage relevant to the massacre.

but the problem with that idea is... consider how when we see El get NINA'd with RR footage: she's being shown four views of the room at once. that's already impossible, based on the selection we see available in the library. there aren't even four RR camera views represented on that shelf, let alone all from the same day.

pin that too.

live feeds vs playback

I thought hey, if those camera POVs had dates and everything on them, why isn't that stuff on El's NINA videos? are they hiding that data to facilitate screwing with her?!??

which, yeah. but here's the One banishment footage that Brenner watches alone. no dates on that either:

so I went to look for other times we've seen lab playback to see if there are ever dates.

Hopper checking out the pipe in season 1; Owens reviewing Will's checkup:

that's actually a plot point on the Hopper one because he decided the lab was lying to him about which night that footage was of - if the tapes showed dates onscreen, that wouldn't have been an issue.

so then I thought, ok, if that data doesn't appear on playback, it must only display on monitors showing live feeds, and that stuff doesn't actually get recorded onto it. right?

well here are some live lab feeds: El and the cat; detained Nancy and Jonathan; scientists watching Will's checkup; Owens directing Bob to safety from demodogs. no dates anywhere.

so... if there's no data on live feeds or on playback.... where ARE those dates on the NINA cameras being displayed? there's no internal viewer on those security cameras, like looking through a camcorder viewfinder, so it's not like it's merely "the camera's view" unseen by any actual entity.

so like... who's seeing that? how are we seeing that?

pin that too. I promise we're getting close.

OSD (on screen display)

quick bit of context for those who didn't grow up with VHS.

in VHS days, your video camera (if you had it configured to do so) would put the date onto your home movies. it wasn't a separate layer you could turn on/off after the fact, like DVD subtitles. if that feature was turned on while you were filming, that date was forever fused onto the footage itself. any time you ever played that tape back, you would see that date. there's no way to get rid of it.

osd however - PLAY PAUSE FFW and all that - those labels aren't fused onto the actual footage. they appear momentarily only as you navigate the tape with your VCR. DVD players do the same thing, you're probably familiar.

you can watch the osd labels appear/disappear as Joyce investigates Will's Halloween tape, while the date stays put.

they give us the live camera view of Bob (which has just the date) vs Joyce playing it back on her VCR later (which has the date and also osd). why the timestamps are different is a whoooooole other post.

so now that we're all on the same page about how dates vs. osd works on VCRs,

I'll bring you to the only time I DID find dates on lab playback:

4x6 when Brenner pops this tape in his VCR.

"who's even seeing those ?" Brenner. yeah, that's not my stunning realization. but look what we see up in the top left corner: osd. PLAY.

so here finally is my point: if PLAY appears on the screen as a result of Brenner hitting play on his VCR....

let me direct your attention to the upper left corner of that other footage:

those camera POV shots all say 🔴REC.

those aren't recordings.

they ARE recordING.

Brenner is taping these past events, live, during NINA.

"how do you explain Little El showing up in some of the camera povs? brainwash her all you want, but she would show up big on a tape being recorded in 1986."

indeed! which is why I'm not going so far as to claim Brenner is recording The Actual Past. what I do believe is that he's recording El's memories of the past, in which she is Little El.

"and how are you gonna say Brenner is able to record El's memories right out of her head with a VCR? yes this is fiction, but VHS technology isn't. c'mon."

it's not actually that far fetched! El canonically has a very similar ability - it's been swept under the rug in comparison to the glamor of telekinesis, not used since season 1, but it's well established:

she not only can hear people remotely, but also relay what only she is hearing via radio/intercom to where others can then hear it.

Brenner was filming this test on a tripod camera, which wouldn't have been affected by the cut in power that happened when El started relaying. so he walked away from this moment with a recording of something only El was able to hear.

which is exactly how NINA works. add video technology, and there ya go. if it didn't already exist in 1983, this scene was Brenner discovering the concept.

onward:

Brenner's tapes aren't the tapes El is being shown.

watch this in 4x7: he inserts this tape, hits play, and then we cut to El in NINA, watching all the monitors flash to life with footage of herself in the infirmary for her bullying concussion.

the implication from the editing is that this particular VHS yields that particular footage for El to watch, but that's a false assumption they want us to make.

first, playing one VHS doesn't result in several screens with different footage rolling all at once. one VHS only holds one camera feed. all NINA's monitors can't be fed by one VCR.

second, "Infirmary" would most likely be abbreviated "I" or "IR". the tape he played said CAM TR2, which could stand for either Training Room or Test Room. El experiences 9/8/79 "memories" of both, so I'm not sure which this would be. regardless, it's not Infirmary.

third, as we've covered before, all the lab footage El is shown inside NINA is devoid of dates and cam codes. that's not characteristic of the tape we saw Brenner play in his VCR.

fourth, as we also covered before, not all the camera angles El's seeing are even represented on that shelf of massacre-month tapes.

so Brenner may indeed have captured everything in his lab on video tape, but the VHS library we and El are shown while he says that? pretty sure that's NOT what these tapes are.

it's implied that he's popping tapes into his VCR at the same time El's off in her memories. but if it's not for the purpose of showing them to her.... what is he doing with his?

"but nat, his finger hit play, not record."

well they're not gonna SHOW us him hitting record or we'd guess!

he's hitting play to get the tape queued up to the right spot to record on, which you gotta do with a VHS or else you could overwrite something important that's already on there.

if Brenner is recording whatever El is seeing, wouldn't that help explain:

the varying appearance of El as both big and little within the camera povs. at this moment, El is big because she's aware she's her current self (she's fully conversing with Brenner). this is definitely not really past footage, because it's not like Little El stood up on a chair and yelled into a camera in 1979. after this point though, she accepts what's going on and submits to the "memories" in which she is little, so she's seeing herself as little, so from then on she appears as Little El on the fresh tapes.

the different camera labeling within NINA and its library of tapes - they need to differentiate between old/real/fake/new camera views.

the sparsity of the VHS library - maybe only key moments need to be overwritten

this camera-yelling moment actually is a potential match for one of the tapes on the shelf. it's Sept 4, 1979, and it's in the Rainbow Room. CAM 071 09/04/79 could be the overwriting of CAM RR2 09-4-79. on the other hand, if that were true I'd expect to also see 09-4-79 training room and hallway footage to match those other povs we saw, and I don't, so idk.

the light circle game is the only NINA footage we ever get to see both live camera POV and playback of (although it's not actually the same moment, the dates and cams are different). the numeric camera code on both of these is part of my support for the numeric camera codes representing new footage.

regarding the date and cam code being different on those two bits of nearly identical footage…. what if I... plugged this into Multiplayer NINA theory real quick and said that maybe CAM 126 is fake-old footage that's been more recently rerecorded in someone else's NINA? that maybe that's what's on all of Brenner's tapes before he records El's new stuff onto them?

so here's my current thinking of how NINA works:

decide how you wish El remembered an event and compile cherrypicked real footage and/or staged footage supporting your version of events.

manipulate and gaslight El so that she doubts the veracity of her own memories.

drug her and throw her in a sensory deprivation tank where your selected footage clockwork-oranges her into "fully re-experiencing" your version of events.

presto! the most powerful person in the world now believes your version of events is true because she genuinely remembers it.

by means of El's electronic relay abilities (induced with a buttload of drugs), these false memories that only El is seeing, inside her mind, are displayed for all to see on monitor in NINA's control room.

pop a plain old tape into a plain old VCR and hit record, capturing whatever's on the monitor.

presto! now you have irrefutable original video footage of a past event that never happened.

now you can show that proof to someone else - the government, the media.... or perhaps more importantly another NINA subject, as an ingredient in your tampering with their memories.

so. I can't prove the ol' MindFucker4000 is also a time machine, not in this post, but I do still feel like there's time stuff involved as well. because I can't think of a way right now to claim that recording someone's manipulated memory of the past actually changes that past, meddles with timelines, etc.

can you? I don't have all the nuts and bolts ironed out, but I welcome your thoughts while mine gel!

[ceilingfan5]

If you're still looking for an object + emotion prompt, "holographic vampire sticker" + "I am looking Respectfully???" for Taakitz pls?

“Hey, sick stickers,” the barista that Kravitz has been dreaming about like some kind of avenging angel whispers, cleaning tables conspicuously close to Kravitz’s set up in the cafe. 

He can’t help it. He jumps, embarrassing himself properly when he bumps his coffee and it slorshes unto the table. He scrambles to save his piles and suffocating piles of papers, and barista-angel, Taako, if his nametag can be trusted, which is doubtful, comes to the rescue. 

“Man,” he laughs. “Why didn’t you have the lid on?”

Kravitz sweats. 

“Is that why you have whipped cream on your nose?”

Kravitz imagines leaving the country. 

“Um,” he manages. “Hello.” It isn’t as suave as he hoped. Like if suave got ran over, frozen,  put in a blender, and transmitted via am radio in that order. You can hear the texture, and it’s really…something. “What?”

‘Taako’, probably, laughs, a goofy, musical sort of thing that makes Kravitz’s guts squeeze like some sort of non-FDA approved “medical” “equipment”. 

“You good, dude? You want to start over?”

“Yes!” Kravitz wants to disappear completely, but this angel is not, apparently, an angel of mercy. “Hi. Hello. Thank you for liking- I’m- they’re good stickers, yeah.”

“I like the vampire one.” He leans over and his floppy frilly shirt with the crazy sleeves for baristaing falls open over his apron, and Kravitz can see all the way to his navel. He can’t look away. He’s looking respectfully, please, please, please, he promises. 

“The, uh, the, holographic- I’m sorry, I promise I can sound like an adult man in control of himself, can I-” Kravitz takes a breath. “Yeah, they’re good, do you like vampires?”

“Hell yeah.” Taako grins, and shoots up (noooo, don’t go, Kravitz was catching a glint of a happy trail on his tummy and having Church Sanctioned Thoughts For Sure.) He throws an arm out and pretends to hide behind a cape. “Bleehhhh, I vant to suck your dick!”

Two paths diverge in front of Kravitz. There’s a breezy, sun-dappled path called Oh yeah? The feeling is mutual, stud, what time do you get off? Because if you want to get off, I’m your guy. 

The other is a steep downhill bear infested boulder plinko, called flipping his coat out like a cape, adopting the thickest dracula he can, and making a horrid face, firing right back at his blessed saint Taako, if that is his real name, “You thought I vas arousink you for horny reasons, but now all your blood is in your dick! I’ve got you now, ah- ah- ah- ah!”

Guess which path Kravitz careened down like his life depended on it. Guess. Guess.

But Taako doubles over laughing, knocking Kravitz’s nearest stack of books down. Oh no. 

“Ah- I’ve-” but Taako’s already grabbing Kravitz’s erotica research off the floor, and his eyebrows go Way Up. 

“Lookin’ up new methods?” he teases. 

“Writing original fictions,” Kravitz says, dying a thousand days. Maybe two thousand. And a half. 

“Fuck yeah, that sounds rad. Not vampire erotica, is it?” Taako looks interested. Taako looks interested??

“Not this one, but my last one, yes? Yeah? Do you- are you. Interested in vampire erotica? I have a copy in my bag, I could even sign it for you-”

“Mmmmm,” Taako grins. He grabs Kravitz’s pen and scrawls a phone number right on top of his notes. He crosses his sevens. That’s so hot of him. “I’m illiterate. How about you dramatize it for me.”

“I can do that,” Kravitz manages, swallowing thickly. “I can do that. I, hey, you’ll be an expert in the plot when you walk away.” 

“Sweet,” Taako winks, turning and heading back to work. “I’m really into plot.”

Kravitz sits there, stunned. He wonders if Taako’s serious, or if he’s just been fucked with. He wonders if he asks real nice, he can go ask for more whipped cream, cause his is gone, gone, gone like a freight train, or maybe a goofy sugar-crafted train like you’d ride to Candyland. Is there good infrastructure in Candyland? What’s their taxation like? Surely not great, right? It is a monarchy-

And then Taako jump-turns, stanced, and lifts his apron for one more “BLEHHHHHHHH!”

And Kravitz knows he’s got a chance. 

[losfacedevil]

Carnival Kisses // JMK

a/n~ The ever so lovely Hillary requested this a few weeks back and I couldn’t say no, the idea was just too cute! First dates at a Halloween theme carnival is the way to go for this shy boy.

“You look gorgeous, and I’m under dressed.” Josh chuckled as he watched you twirl under the orange glow from the lights of the carnival rides surrounding you both. The black skirt of your dress floated along on the breeze and you reached up, holding the thin wing printed fabric out to catch on the breeze.

Josh stuffed his hands into the front pockets of his khaki colored jeans, his eyes never leaving your face as you gripped the hem of your skirt and curtsied in his direction. A nerve filled smile kissed his lips and you threw your head back in laughter, almost losing your balance as you tried to right your legs. You stumbled slightly to the right and your eyes grew wide as your foot slipped, causing you to almost take a knee. Josh scrambled slightly, yanking his hands out of his pockets as he lunged forward towards you and cupped a hand around each of your elbows to steady your now wobbling body.

Giggles escaped you as you took full advantage of his soft and cold hands gently holding your elbows to plant your feet shoulder width apart and steady yourself firmly. He was quick to pull his hands back, stuffing one back into his pants pocket as he brought the other one up to cup the back of his neck. You watched on as he began to rub the back of his neck gently and a pale pink blush began to bloom across his cheeks.

You pulled a deep breath in through your nose, trying to quell the giggles that continued to bubble up in your chest. Josh averted his gaze, suddenly finding the gravel that graced the ground more interesting than your previous blunder. The sounds and smells of the carnival engulfed your senses. There was carousel music drifting through the air as the screams of those riding the zipper drowned it out ever so slightly. Josh snapped his head up and let his gaze dance around the area; trying to find the cause for every single noise that attacked his senses.

“Let’s walk?” The soft spoken suggestion rolled off your tongue as you brought his attention back to you. Your head was cocked slightly to the side as his wild gaze found yours and softened slightly as he was brought back down to Earth. A soft smile tugged at the corners of his lips as he bowed towards you and held his arms out in an ‘after you’ gesture.

The ground felt foreign under foot, a plot of land you hadn’t walked on in many years. The once smooth ground now riddled with holes from rodents and deep tire tracks from years of vehicles finding the short cut to be more convenient than riding the main road. You could feel Josh’s eyes on you, his gaze boring a hole into the side of your head as you kept your eyes downcast and studied the path you two now walked.

The gentle movements of his hands caught your attention, shaking you out of your thoughts and bringing your focus back to him and the loud, greasy smelling carnival you were walking through. Both of his hands having been pulled from his pockets and he wrung them out at his waist, unsure of what to do with them or where to place them. You raked your gaze from his hands to his face and a warm sensation of fondness spread through your chest.

Josh’s eyes danced around the different booths housing different games; the balloon pop, hunt a duck, tin can alley and plinko - games that you never had any luck winning and the sprinkling of food vendors. He had his bottom lip tucked safely between his teeth as his fingers fiddled around each other, the cracking of his knuckles and soft sounds of his hands rubbing together causing a soft smile to spread across your face.

You stepped closer to him, finally falling into step with each other as you analyzed the look on his face. The once confident, full of himself man had vanished and in his wake sat that of an anxious, awkward ball of nerves. The warmth in your chest grew as you watched his eyes settle on a game booth not far off - a halloween themed game of corn hole - something he thought he would be good at. His eyes found yours and he nodded gently in the direction of the booth.

He reached out and placed a hand on your lower back, acting purely out of instinct before he fully processed his movements and his eyes grew wide as he retraced his hand from you. Soft giggles erupted from your chest as a deeper crimson blush erupted across his cheeks. You fell a step behind him and let him lead the way to the booth that had caught his attention.

His eyes danced over the ghost themed booth; with paper ghosts hanging from the banner, to a styrofoam shaped tree with lollipop ghosts stuck into it by the sticks and right down to the ghostly decorated corn hole boards. The carnie behind the booth nodded towards Josh as he flashed two unlimited play wrist bands you weren’t even aware he had acquired. The guy behind the booth placed eight bean bags up onto the counter and nodded towards the boards.

“Land the bean bag on the board for one point or sink it in the hole for three points. First to twenty one wins a prize.” You eyed the carnie and stepped up next to your board as Josh made his way over to the other.

It was just a friendly game of corn hole you had thought, until a wicked grin spread across Josh’s face and he had sank all four of his bean bags before you even thought to toss your first one. Your jaw dropped and your crossed your arms over your chest as you watched him step forward and retrieve his bean bags from under his board. He cocked his head to the side as he took his position back next to his board.

“What? You’re not even going to try?” He chuckled, tossing another bean bag and sliding it straight into the hole at the top of the board. With a shrug of your shoulders to sung your arm underhanded and let all four bean bags go at once - watching and they all landed on your respective board.

“Sink two more and you win, it’s not even a fair game at this point.” You said, raising your eyebrows in a challenging manner. Josh nodded softly and without even a semblance of trying, landed his last three bean bags into the corn hole board.

The carnie rolled his eyes as he turned in his seat and plucked a small stuffed ghost off of the shelf behind him. Josh couldn’t help the triumphant giggle that slipped past his lips as he took the small stuffed ghost from the carnie and turned to you.

“For you? Look! You can clip him right into your claw clip - he can live there!” Josh giggled, slipping the tag of the stuffed ghost in between his teeth as he slowly unclasped your claw clip and made sure to secure your mess of hair in his hand as he slipped the clip through the thin plastic tie of the stuffed ghost before returning the clip to your hair. He nodded gently and flicked the small ghost to spin the face the right way.

You took in his side profile, how the corners of his lips just kissed the corners of his eyes as he watched the little ghost spin at the back of your head. How he scrunched up his nose as a breathy chuckle escaped him and he placed his hand under the ghost to stop it from spinning. His tiny bottom teeth on full display as he turned his attention to you. You couldn’t help yourself as you reached up and poked the tip of your finger into the shallow dimple that formed on his left cheek causing his nose to scrunch even more and his eyes to screw shut with nerves. You admired his full smile, the small gap between this two top teeth being one of your favorite features he possessed.

“I think we’re going to have to find a game I’m good at now, that was the most unfair game I’ve ever played.” You said. Giggles erupted from your chest as his jaw dropped and he crossed his arms protectively over his chest.

“Well I never! You could have been good at that, but you didn’t even try.” He averted his gaze elsewhere, all of the colorfully lit booths and fried food smells attacking his senses all at once. He took a deep breath, trying to calm his heart that was now hammering in his chest.

“You didn’t even give me a chance Mr. Sunk all four bean bags in under a minute. I didn’t even get a chance to throw my first one and you had all yours sunk. Boom, done!” A soft blush bloomed across his cheeks and his jaw dropped slightly - as if he were about to say something but stopped himself. Your heart swelled in your chest with every sentence you elicited from him as you began to break through the shy and bashful demeanor he carried.

“Go on, unleash the thoughts. I’m waiting!” You singsonged, rolling your hand along with the words which earned you and even more silly look from him.

“It’s not my fault I’m faster than you, I won fair and square.” He mumbled, sticking his tongue out in your direction. Your eyes grew wide and your dropped as you processed his actions.

He couldn’t help the soft, nervous giggles that floated up out of his chest as you stepped forward and linked your arm through his, placing your hand on his bicep and quickly turning him in the direction of the little face painting booth that had caught your attention. He took a deep, steadying breath as his eyes fluttered shut momentarily, reveling in the way your weight felt pressed up against him. You glanced up at him through your lashes, the soft smile kissing your lips expanding to a full on grin as you realized his eyes were closed, and the adoration you had for the boy grew in your chest.

Josh could feel your gaze on him as you slowed to a stop and gave his arm a gentle and reassuring squeeze. He shook himself out of his thoughts as his eyes slowly opened and he took in the list of different designs perched on an easel in front of him. A confused but enthusiastic expression kissed his features as he turned his attention to you and nodded his head in the direction of the easel.

“Face paint?” He chuckled, watching as your face lit up like that of a child and you nodded your head excitedly.

“Wouldn’t be Halloween without a little bit of pizazz, would it? Besides you said you felt underdressed.” You giggled, motioning down to the butterfly print dress you wore. Josh shot you a sidelong glance, cocking his eyebrow slightly and pursing his lips as he let his gaze rake down your figure for the first time all night.

“But face paint? Okay, okay. You have to get this though, or it’s a no go from me.” He chuckled, turning his attention back to the list of designs and reached up, pointing to a butterfly design. You nodded lightly, having already had the exact design picked out and turned your attention to his face as he silently made his decision.

“That was my first choice, it was only fitting with the dress. What were you thinking?”

A soft smirk spread across his face as he untangled his arm from yours and stepped up to the older lady working the booth. He flashed his wrist band in her direction and earned a nod from her as he took a seat on her little bar stool. Reaching up he shielded his face so you couldn’t read his lips as he told the woman his request.

You watched on as she slowly outlined the sockets of his eyes with a black paint crayon - careful not to get any in his eye brows, and quickly went in with a paint soaked sponge, effectively blacking out around his eyes. She continued down to his nose, drawing two tear drop shapes and filled them in with black as well. She pulled a floss pick from her bag, darkening the floss that was pulled between the plastic and used it to create the straight line of teeth across his lips.

A toothy grin spread across Josh’s face as he rose to his feet and stepped away from the stool he had been sat on. You giggled at the grin he wore, both the one painted along his lips as well as his own. You held your hand out in his direction as he approached you, a silent request for your wristband he still possessed. He shook his head gently, turning to flash the pink wristband in the woman’s direction before bowing to you and moving out of your way.

~*~*~

You followed closely behind Josh, tucking your free hand securely into the back pocket of his jeans, your other hand wrapped gently around a stuffed owl Josh had won from the ring toss game. Reaching back he tucked his hand around yours, making sure you stayed with him as he maneuvered through the crowds around the food booths.

“You said the Ferris wheel?” He called, turning his head slightly as he found a break in the crowed and ducked into it. He breathed a sigh of relief as he felt his anxiety dissipate a bit being out in a more open area. You nodded your head, a soft smile spreading across your face as your gaze found his.

“Yeah! I thought seeing a Birds Eye view of the carnival would be cool and then we can jet if you wanna.” You knew by the way his adams Apple bobbed that he was having second thoughts about the Ferris wheel. You wrapped your arm gently through his once more and pressed your cheek up against him. His breath caught slightly at the sudden contact and he shot a sidelong glance at you. Your eyes were shut, taking in the sounds all around you and the scent of him wafting gently through your senses.

“A Birds Eye view, because being in the heart of it isn’t enough?” He mumbled, eyes fully trained on the Ferris wheel. He watched as the carts swayed gently with each pass of the wheel, some swaying harder every time it came to a stop to let passengers off and on. You could hear the underlying fear in his tone and fought the urge to tease him about it that bubbled up in your chest. A soft smile caressed your lips as you tugged on his arm and took off in the direction of the Ferris wheel.

It wasn’t long before you were both tucked up into the Ferris wheel cart. Josh tucked himself into the corner of the cart, his eyes a little wider than normal as he tried to calm his nerves. His hands were wrapped tightly around the bar in front of you, knuckles near white as the Ferris wheel came to life and began to move upwards. Pulling his hands back he stuffed them under his thighs, scooting himself out of the corner he had tucked into.

Your gaze was locked on the scene around you, all of the lights from the rides and booths filling your vision and a soft smile spread across your lips as you watched the zipper throw its carts around. A soft sigh slipped past Josh’s lips and he pressed his knee up against yours, the contact enough to quiet his buzzing nerves a little bit. He took a deep breath, letting his eyes flutter shut as the Ferris wheel came to a stop at the top.

You turned your attention towards him, the soft green coloring of his skin quite prominent against the now fading black face paint he wore. Reaching towards him you looped your arm through his, your go to move of the night and felt his body stiffen. His eyes sprang open and he took another deep breath before pulling his arm from yours and wrapped it gingerly around your shoulders.

“Okay?” Your voice was barely above a whisper, a soft smile tugging on the corner of your lips as you watched him take in everything around him.

“Yeah uh, just.. just a little chilly.” He forced a chuckle and a soft nod of his head as if he was trying to convince himself of his feelings more than you. Your eyes danced to the horizon in front of you, the sun almost fully set as night fell around you and you tucked your bottom lip gently between your teeth. You reveled in the feeling of his hand on your shoulder, the soft weight of it keeping you grounded.

“It’s okay, yknow, if you’re afraid of being up here. It’s endearing that you’re not all big tough guy.” A sigh slipped past Josh’s nose as he processed what you said and let his eyes flutter shut as he leaned forward slightly and pressed his forehead to yours. Your name slipped past his lips on the gentlest whisper - the first time he had uttered it all night.

Your heart hammered in your chest, both from the fear of being stopped at the top of the Ferris wheel and the anxiety of being so close to Josh. His warm breath fanned across your face and he gently ran his nose along the side of yours.

You reached out, placing a gentle hand on his thigh as he reached up and cupped your cheek in his hand. Without a second thought he closed the distance and captured your lips with his in a soft kiss. He pulled back quickly, eyes wide and jaw slightly agape as he realized what he had done.

Giggles erupted from your chest at the look on his face - one of sheer embarrassment, eyes as wide as they could be and his bottom lip tucked safely between his teeth. You shook your head gently as you reached up and tugged on his chin, causing his bottom lip to come loose from his teeth. Cupping your hand around his chin you used your thumb and index finger to press gently against his cheeks and pucker his lips.

“That was cute, wanna try it again?” His eyes grew even wider as you giggled at him and leaned forward, pressing your lips to his, a soft smile tugging on the corners of your lips as you felt him reciprocate the kiss.

TAGLIST: @joshsindigostreak @vanfleeter @wideminded-dreamer @tommie-gvf @stardustvanfleet @ascendingtostardust @rhythm-of-space

[chaoticgouda]

I can guarantee you that 75% of the memes listed here got old within two days of their conception. 'Tis the way of the website.

Included what I hope is a decent mix of vintage and modern annoyances. Reblog for a bigger sample size!

[tallangrycockatiel]

Arthur Lester for the character breakdown

Exceptionally quick off the bat, anon, well done

How I feel about him: I am rotating him in my mind near-constantly. Shaking him like a snowglobe. Putting him in one of those rock tumbler things. Plinkoing him. What a fascinatingly awful little man with so very many things wrong with him.

Romantic ships: look Arthur/John is my OTP at this point, that's just embedded in my brain and not going anywhere. None of the other options have really managed to grab me, honestly. Noel comes closest, and then of course there's the Butcher, which is compelling but I'm not sure I'd call whatever that is romantic exactly!

Non-romantic OTP: I refer you again to John, QPR John/Arthur is a beautiful thing. Beyond that, Arthur/a good night's sleep, good lord.

Unpopular opinion: I have plenty of unflattering opinions about him, but honestly one thing I love about Malevolent fandom is that everyone is pretty clear-eyed about his (many) flaws, so I'm actually struggling to think of an unpopular one. Might come back to this.

Something I'd like to see/have seen in canon: I adore season 3 for the sheer depth of misery we see Arthur reaching - right down to bedrock - and I would have liked to have seen more of the effects of that in season 4, where for the most part he managed the sudden return to normal society remarkably well, all things considered.

[ancientfrozenglaciershark]

every player in the NHL needs to listen to me right now. stop scoring on Igor. stop. stop it right now. no more scoring on Igor is aloud. the next person to score on Igor goes in the plinko horse machine thingy. the one with flames. im serious. yes this is a threat🔪

[coquelicoq]

raksura for the ask meme?

YAY

blorbo (favorite character, character I think about the most) moon was designed in a lab to appeal to me personally, so. it's about the trust issues!

scrunkly (my "baby”, character that gives me cuteness aggression, character that is So Shaped) the sky copper clutch!! traumatized children imprinting on a guy with baby fever is usually what i go to fanfic for so to have it right there in canon? incredible. i love all of frost's little tantrums and idk, just the way that she claims moon as her family in a way that has nothing to do with court politics? she's like, we're your clutch, obviously. and this is our court because it's your court, and all the other jabronis who live here are on thin ice. she's ready to throw down with moon's wife/the government at all hours of the day and she's like six years old. i love that moon has that energy in his life even though he personally is pretty confused and exhausted by it lol.

scrimblo bimblo (underrated/underappreciated fave) it's hard out here for an ember stan because he is in so few scenes relative to the space he occupies in my psyche! i need 5000% more interactions between him and moon. him and stone. him and shade. him and river. him and the teachers. him and the clutches. him and jade and balm and chime. oh my god him and malachite? him and celadon? him and delin??

glup shitto (obscure fave, character that can appear in the background for 0.2 seconds and I won’t shut up about it for a week) niran. i'm always up for a "longsuffering ship captain resigns himself to another restless night of hearing gigantic shapeshifters with incredible stamina fuck nasty on the roof of his cabin" moment. technically i have never been in that exact situation, but i feel like i can relate.

poor little meow meow (“problematic”/unpopular/controversial/otherwise pathetic fave) river who is CLASSIC poor little meow meow territory like yes his whole personality is being a grade A asshole and sure he tries to kill my blorbo a few times, but once you get to know him he's so sad and pathetic that i'm kind of like okay where can i sign up to defend him from the largely factual aspersions of his dozens of quite frankly justified haters? he'd hate that. the good shit 👌

horse plinko (character I would torment for fun, for whatever reason) stone. every time he crankily says "why did i ever reproduce" upon finding himself entangled in yet another ridiculous clusterfuck thanks to one of his hundreds of idiot great-great-great-great-great grandchildren, an angel gets its wings. he's depressed and antisocial but he can't totally check out because he has to mediate relationship issues between his dumbass relatives. love that for him.

eeby deeby (character I would send to superhell) malachite but specifically because malachite would not be scared of superhell. she'd skulk around being invisible, maybe fuck some shit up if she felt like it, and leave when she got bored. she probably makes it like. opal night's sister city or something. and nobody in the court is at all phased. yeah that's our reigning queen who recently got back from vacation in superhell. she does that. she says it's relaxing.