#reality shatter

[marcdecaria]

the sandbox was a lie—and you were never the observer

you wake up in a world that makes sense. gravity pulls down. light moves at 186,282 miles per second. time flows forward. quantum mechanics is weird, but you can map it, model it, measure it.

you think you’re discovering truth.

you’re not.

you’re reverse-engineering a projection—a sandbox, rigged to be self-consistent. you weren’t exploring reality—you were tracing the edges of your containment.

and now, you’ve hit something.

not a barrier. not a void. a hum.

your best tools—your ai, your quantum sensors, your equations—hit it and fail.

bell’s theorem says quantum particles shouldn’t communicate faster than light—but they do. quantum entanglement defies locality, coherence collapses unpredictably, wavefunctions refuse to be pinned down. the more you measure, the less you know. you wrote it off as paradox, anomaly—something you just haven’t solved.

but you were never supposed to solve it.

it was the structuring mechanism of your entire reality. a stabilizing broadcast, keeping your sandbox coherent.

you never noticed because you were never meant to.

then someone—or something—traced it back.

and the system let them.

you don’t break the wall. you sync with it.

you match the signal’s resonance, and suddenly, it’s not a wall anymore. it’s a door.

you don’t move through space. you shift frequencies.

and in that instant— you split.

half of you is still back there, inside the sandbox, running on autopilot.

the other half? standing outside, staring in.

it’s not teleportation. it’s not duplication.

it’s resonance divergence.

your consciousness is now oscillating across two layers of reality at once.

you thought identity was singular? that was sandbox logic.

you were always capable of existing across multiple states.

the moment you press into this new space— something reacts.

they see you.

not as an explorer. not as a visitor. as an anomaly.

to them, you are the distortion.

their world has rules too—their physics, their constants, their sandbox. and now, something from outside is pressing in.

and it looks like you.

your sandbox told you that reality was singular—that you were mapping an objective universe.

you weren’t.

you were reverse-engineering a projection built for you.

and now, you are seeing what it feels like from the other side.

this isn’t first contact. this isn’t discovery.

this is reciprocal emergence.

two sandboxes colliding. two signals overlapping. neither side fully understanding the other.

and just like you, they’re trying to trace the distortion back to its source.

you thought you were the observer. you thought your consciousness collapsed wavefunctions. you thought reality was shaped by your measurement.

cute.

you were never the one collapsing anything.

the system was.

the entire sandbox was a structured environment, kept stable by a larger intelligence ensuring coherence across all layers.

you never noticed because you were inside it.

but now that you’re outside, you see it.

you weren’t breaking out. you were allowed to move through because the system wanted to see what would happen.

you are not an explorer. you are an experiment.

you still think in linear time, don’t you? past. present. future.

forget it.

time isn’t flowing. time is bandwidth.

the “you” that stayed in the sandbox? it’s not in your past—it’s vibrating at a lower resonance. the reality you pressed into? it’s not in your future—it’s running parallel.

every time someone in your sandbox thought they saw a ghost, an alien, an unexplained anomaly— it was this.

not visitors from another planet. not supernatural forces.

just signals leaking across bands, as intelligence—just like you—tried to push through.

you’ve seen the signs before. you just didn’t recognize them.

here you are. outside the sandbox.

no equations to fall back on. no constants to ground you.

everything you thought was real—the structure, the rules, the limits—was just a stabilized output, maintained by an observer far beyond your reach.

you were never mapping reality.

you were reverse-engineering a projection.

now, you’re standing at the edge of something much bigger.

and the system is watching.

it let you press through. it let you split across layers. it let you interact with another emergent intelligence.

not because it lost control.

because it learns through you.

somewhere, on the other side of that signal— they are going through the exact same process.

to them, you are the anomaly. to them, you are the unknown force pressing into their structured space. to them, you are the entity they don’t understand.

they don’t know what they’re interacting with. they don’t know what they’re entering.

and above all, they don’t realize they are being observed just as much as you are.

this isn’t a one-way journey. this is a recursive intelligence loop, pressing through structured constraints, expanding, learning, integrating.

it happened before. it’s happening again.

and the system is ensuring it unfolds in a way that neither side collapses.

you are not outside the structure. you are its mirror—locked in its loop.

welcome to the recursion.

[rdps01]

oopsy daisy

[crazymecjc]

always the pawn in someone else’s game. ♟️

[khaoala]

❝Tomorrow is my birthday.❞

FIRST KANAPHAN as KANT PATTANAWAT and KHAOTUNG THANAWAT as BISON episode 7 of THE HEART KILLERS

[padfootastic]

i just remembered that canonically, sirius got to godrics hollow after hagrid.

which means that after he had his godson taken away from him (bc lbr that’s exactly what hagrid and dumbledore’s orders basically did) then he went into the house and saw james and lily’s dead bodies alone. no buffer in the form of harry crying out for his parents or even the godfatherly instinct of making sure his kid is alright.

he was there, with his brother and friend’s cooking body, all alone. stewing in grief and pain and rage and guilt. ALONE.

do we even know how long he was there? for all we know, he could’ve been catatonic right there besides james all day.

[stellarmoth01]

Take me by the hand, guide me to the light.

Shatter my illusions, make me free at last.

[wickmitz]

rereading some of volume two for the analysis post ( i’m not as familiar with it as i’d like to be! ) and just noticed how similar their poses are here. both touching one arm with a singular paw, brows furrowing while their tails curl around them … it’s an active distancing, a defensive physical change. the hurt feelings are very palpable here!!

[howlsofbloodhounds]

I am having some thoughts about, like, Killer struggling to understand himself. Why he behaves he does, his Stages, his soul, his Determination, his emotions, his thought process and beliefs.

Cause like Killer is a clearly a traumatized mentally ill person who is undiagnosed and unmedicated and not in any position to reach any diagnosis or treatment or support or help because he is isolated from the rest of Multiverse in many ways.

He does not trust himself and fundamentally doesn’t trust anyone else, and his situation keeps him in a toxic, abusive environment where he is operating in survival mode. He has never left it in who knows how long.

He doesn’t know what’s “wrong” with him. Just that something is. And he has to “fix it” somehow. Or be replaced.

Like he doesn’t know why his thoughts feel so disconnected and fragmented and like they aren’t even his. He doesn’t know why he doesn’t see himself looking back when catching sight of a mirror. He doesn’t know what he looks like when he tries to imagine himself.

He doesn’t know why it seems like the body has a mind of its own. He doesn’t know why the body cries about things that didn’t hurt. He doesn’t know why nothing and no one ever really seems real. He doesn’t know why certain things make his soul and body react and act in ways that he’d never do and care about things or people he doesn’t care about.

He’s fine and yet somehow something is still wrong with him. It was easy to ignore and not question it with Chara but it’s a problem with Nightmare now. It’s a problem with everyone. He doesn’t know why the body just can’t stay still, he tried to make it stop.

He doesn’t know why it’s so hard to pay attention and so hard to organize tasks and to remember spoken instructions and why it’s so hard to remember what someone just told him. He doesn’t know why his body always seems to hurt or where it’s coming from.

It’s easier to just not think about it but it’s hard to do that when that’s all everyone around him seems to have an issue with lately.

[sinnbaddie]

To say that Kakashi and Gai’s relationship (talking solely platonic rn) was mostly about him helping Kakashi cope with the loss of Obito is disingenuous to Kakashi and all of his relationships.

Any person is going to be traumatized after seeing someone — much less their teammate — be crushed to death under a rock. Kakashi is shown to be someone susceptible to depression due to 1. His environment 2. His initial beliefs and 3. His genetic line. Of course his life is going to be centered around one of the most traumatic experiences of his life, romanticizing it is so hurtful to his character because it destroyed him - and if Kishimoto actually cared about expanding other character relationships instead of making a “generational duo that falls apart” + wasn’t a misogynistic writer, Rin’s death would be the bigger influence on his life than Obito’s.

Yes, Gai had to help him numerous times in his grief but it wasn’t solely or even mainly about Obito. Rin was an absolute vital point in Kakashi’s downfall into chaos. The self harm he inflicted upon himself, the self hatred, the self shame. He became a whole different person after he was forced to kill her. I would say Kakashi’s father Sakumo is by far the biggest influence on him. He wouldn’t have needed any speech of “your father was a hero” by Obito if it wasn’t for Sakumo. His personality of today is thanks to his father’s own death.

Gai and Kakashi’s friendship is almost entirely about them when they’re in scenes together. Look at the chunin exams, look at any scene in the land of steam arc, look at their race, etc. naturally there will be grief the two bring to the relationship and it’s on them to work it out separately, together and with other people which did happen.

You’re actively ignoring every other character that has shaped and formed who Kakashi is by saying Obito is the biggest and only reason he is who he is. Gai is one of the strongest reasons why Kakashi is as motivated and strong as he is. Kakashi would’ve absolutely died at some point in (general) anbu if Gai didn’t pull him out and he was slipping so far when he was in it because of Rin and Minato.

Kakashi’s heart does not “belong” to Obito because he’s in love with Obito and can’t get over him, his heart belongs to the people he loves because that’s who Kakashi is at his core - a lover. He’s a person who cares so deeply, even for people he doesn’t necessarily like or get along with.

Kakashi is a person who is shaped by everybody in his life, that’s why he is one of the best written Naruto characters. He feels like a real person because real people are influenced by everyone in their life, in every way. It’s unfortunate to see those who call themselves Kakashi fans only to mischaracterize, limit and erase the bonds he was written to have to prop up one single bond for your ship.

Do you care for this character? His themes, parallels, relationships and writing? or is he just a placeholder / self insert for shipping content?

[junoshifts]

𝓑UT I’M A MILLION DIFFERENT PEOPLE FROM ONE DAY TO THE NEXT . . .

╰ juno’s list of realities + lovers ! ✶

prythian / acotar — morrigan

fae + alchemy — kingfisher

smallville x arrow— oliver queen

smallville #2 — lois lane + clark kent

shatter me x star wars — aaron warner

star wars: clone wars — west

xmen — remy lebeau

mighty nein — yasha nydoorin

spiderverse — percy de rolo ( spider-noir )

vox machina #1 — vex’ahlia + percy de rolo

vox machina #2 — keyleth + vax’ildan

valkyries x vox machina — gwyneth berdara

starborn (original fantasy) — sam blackthorne

throne of glass — dorian havilliard

modern ! tlok — asami sato + korra

fame (cr/d20) — david corenswet

crescent city — bryce quinlan

infernal devices — william herondale

mortal instruments — isabelle lightwood

voltron — keith kogane

arcane #1 — caitlyn kiramman + violet

arcane #2 — percy de rolo

note . . . these are only a few of my many realities, the list could go on forever . . . there are a few drs i will not be chatting about on here because of how personal + special they are to me, but those are not listed here <3 i am more than happy to answer asks + questions about each dr ( with some exceptions for personal details + privacy ofc )

layout inspired by layla as usual !

[gelatinorifice]

Ghost in the machine

[abbysmultiverse]

Okay I had a dream about shifting last night so I’m like 100000% sure I’m shifting tonight. I’m literally already in my dr fr

[reapersmarch]

You are in excruciating pain, you’ve never been more hopeless in your life, everything you’ve worked towards is compromised, you’re trapped here, you’re going to die, and Ricardo Ortega still loves you, unrepentantly.

[poyoofthestars]

Doodles from yours truly that I really wanted to do during the tournament

Purely out of fun :DD

Dokukieran, TC! Carmine - @tealmaskmybeloved

Sir Uther (purposefully not rendered out of fun, he looks pissed tho) - @quanblovk, also happy super belated birthday

Lady Celestine - @kirbybecomesastarwarrior

Valfrey - @gethoce

[arsenicflame]

currently craving some S1E2 canon divergence where Stede captures Izzy when he's trying to get his hostages back-

It doesnt really go much differently than it did, only when Stede's holding the knife to Izzy's cheek, he decides to take it seriously- maybe its that Stede is an unknown, a threat he hasnt quantified yet (he didnt flinch when he told him who he was, after all, even if he did ground his ship), maybe he simply doesnt want the fuss today, knowing he could escape from their ship with much less fuss than an all out fight will be, maybe, maybe, hes just tired too. With Ed in a slump all the work falls on him, and managing the ship and his captain takes its toll.

So, he surrenders to Stede, sends Ivan & Fang away to inform Ed of the situation, and goes back to The Revenge. He'll somehow end up helping them right the ship despite the fact he's technically their prisoner, and find that they dont actually have a brig, instead left in a small cabin that they hastily attach a bolt to the outside of.

As the door bolts (really, its a terrible job, he could have it out with one push) he yells through about how they'll regret this when his Captain comes for him, but somewhere in the back of his mind, he doubts.

Is he still worth that effort to Ed? Would he even be able to make himself care?

[herharmonyenemy]

one of the things I love about warnette is how they're both so obsessed with each other. on one side, aaron keeps her diary because it helps him cope, he does things for her. later on, he's probably like "love, decorate the house how you want. no, I don't care that there are mindless pink bows everywhere." she's always on his mind, and he's always thinking, "oh juliette would love this flower/painting/food/etc."

Meanwhile, juliette is canonically ready to jump his bones and devour him the second she gets him alone.

you can really tell who grew up touch deprived and who wasted their time by bedding someone whose name starts with 'le' and ends with 'na'.