#they have caretaker and protector vibes

[goldenocie]

Okay you know what? I’ll say it, I’ll fuckin say it

Momboo and Ocie in fable as concepts are so very system coded.

Not in the way that they are systems themself but the idea that the world had to split itself into different vessels to cope with the trauma of the resets is just- it’s them.

[astrolovecosmos]

Sun in the 4th House: Golden child, matriarch or patriarch of the family, attention - seeker, the family artist, everyone in the family's heard of them, the family pride, legacy, identity may revolve around family, FAMILY IS EVERYTHING

Moon in the 4th House: Matriarch vibes or mama bear, the caretaker, strong ancestral connections, the family's counselor, loyalty and tradition matter, provider and/or protector, YOU DON'T TURN YOUR BACK ON FAMILY

Mercury in the 4th House: The family's problem solver, the one to keep everyone connected or up to date, the smart one in the family, knows everyone's business, the tech guru, the organizer, the family historian, FAMILY IS WHERE YOUR STORY BEGINS

Venus in the 4th House: Holidays at their home, keeping the peace, the one to join families together, has the family's talents, gets all the compliments and maybe all the attention, best friends with some family members, IN FAMILY LOVE IS ALL THAT MATTERS

Mars in the 4th House: Head of the household, needs their space, competitive or hot-heated family member, always at the center of conflict or family drama somehow, never runs out of energy or passion, the defender or warrior of the family, FAMILY CELEBRATES THE GOOD TIMES AND GETS YOU THROUGH THE BAD

Jupiter in the 4th House: The family's moral compass, the joker or prankster, the family fool or wise woman/man or sometimes both, bold and productive family member, so generous, open-hearted, making waves or making legends, the lucky family member or maybe the one who always "seems" to have everything handed to them, A FAMILY'S VALUES MATTER

Saturn in the 4th House: The responsible one, provider and protector vibes, the stern or controlling one, taking on all of the family's problems and burdens, cares a lot about what their family thinks, can be distant, strong sense of duty, the reliable one, can be the scapegoat of the family, FAMILY SHOULD BE A SANCTUARY

Uranus in the 4th House: Family rebel, maybe outsider, can be about found family, the weird one, has unconventional family dynamics, detached or separated family member, making new traditions, brings change or new understanding to family, always moving, trendsetter or leading the way, FAMILY LOVES YOU NO MATTER WHO YOU ARE

Neptune in the 4th House: The psychic of the family, the healer or counselor, the sensitive one, the one who might get babied, coddled, or overprotected, the dreamer or artist of the family, may romanticize their family members or dynamics, takes inspiration from family, lack of boundaries, FAMILY IS WHERE LIFE BEGINS AND LOVE NEVER ENDS

Pluto in the 4th House: Intense family member and/or grew up in an intense family, uncovers family secrets, can be the family's healer or therapist, the witch in the family, deeply loyal to family, what happens in the family - stays in the family, empowers others, protective, the possessive or controlling one, is always right, FAMILY IS WHO YOU SHOULD/CAN BE VULNERABLE WITH

Chiron in the 4th House: Healing family or ancestral wounds, breaking cycles, asking questions no one else will, stirs the pot sometimes, family members tend to take their side or goes against them, can be a family scapegoat, the spiritual one, the erratic one, the insightful family member, FAMILY IS WHO'S THERE FOR YOU AT THE END OF THE DAY

[pluralescentmoon]

as promised, the "pearl is a system who doesn't know it (yet)" propoganda totally-an-essay for @thecoolerliauditore

DISCLAIMER: THIS IS ABOUT THE CHARACTER. NONE OF THIS IS ABOUT CC!PEARL. I ALSO DO NOT THINK SHE'S DOING THIS INTENTIONALLY. this is just how I'm choosing to interpret her character, because it makes things a LOT more interesting. this also works under the assumption that life series pearl and Hermitcraft pearl are the same character, so if that's not your vibe, that's fine! this is just your warning. I am also not saying all alters in every system has specific roles, or triggers. and if you dont know what im referring to at any point in this post, please let me know! I'm just trying to explain my thought process in a clear and concise way, even for those who don't know specific details about those under the plurality umbrella.

mild wild life spoilers ahead as well! you've been warned!

so! pearl has a bit of an unusual habit of how she refers to herself. she tends to do it in parts. she gives them identities, names. roles. example of this being, post master pearl, the cleaning lady, scarlet pearl, editor pearl (yes this one too i PROMISE I promise it'll make sense). each of these are like specific "characters". they're masks she puts on, to play the part of that specific pearl. they have their purpose, their roles, their clothes (separate skins). each of them are similar, but still unique and distinct from each other.

each one of these pearls has a purpose, a specific role they play in her life. they're specifically called upon for their tasks. for certain things, there's a pearl for it. it's almost as if these pearls have triggers that pull them out for specific reasons that seem important to helping their shared body…

an example of this is, there was a point recently in Pearl's season 10 where she was rebuilding her storage room. and, she found herself in a familiar set of clothes. taking care of the mess, as the cleaning lady. which leads to interesting implications! c!pearl feeling like she needs to change into another set of clothes to do something like organizing her chest, and call herself a specific title while doing so

cc!pearl has even said she sees her character as having phases (like the moon lol). and that she likes wearing specific skins (clothes) for them.

I think these specific pearls, these segregated parts of pearl, are her alters. alters that have specific clothes they prefer to wear, triggers to pull them to the front, and roles they fill in the system.

now that brings up the question, what are their roles exactly?

we'll start with the easy ones!

Normal Hermitcraft Pearl - Host. the silly. she's a goofy gal, the one we see the most. she's also given these other parts of herself names, based on the tasks that they carry out. she just thinks she's putting on a few different masks for each of these characters, and does not realize what's going on at all.

Post Master Pearl - this would be the one who works in the post office, the one who wants to deliver the mail. she's their work alter! she mainly does stuff with the mail system, including building the top part of some mailboxes or retrieving the lost parcels

Cleaning Lady - this one feels pretty self explanatory. she likes to clean and organize, and I think she could be contributed to a caretaker, as I'm going to contribute the SOUP thing to her, since it was season 9 more than anything else. she's here to clean and make sure they have good meals, but gets stressed about it sometimes. she also absolutely has nightmares about Grian's storage prank lol

Scarlet Pearl - abandonment/trust issues given form, scarlet would be a protector/trauma holder. we saw her forming in double life! she's the reason pearl seems to go from being fine with Scott, to snarking him. i think host pearl is, consciously or not, trying to suppress scarlet pearl from fronting in wild life, as host pearl does want to be friends with scott again… because she doesn't remember the extent of her trauma from double life. not the full of it anyways.

I have a lot of thoughts about protector scarlet pearl ngl but we'll get back to that. there's one more alter to talk about first.

I also have some thoughts about her having a Santa Perla introject because of Sausage's influence, but that one is less solid. still, she gets an honorable mention.

and now the biggest one. somehow the silliest one, and also the one I feel the strongest about. editor pearl.

editor pearl is of course, a silly OOC joke… but the implications of her existing are so very interesting. if we take the videos to be how pearl remembers things, if we take them as how she would tell things to others, then this means there's things that are purposefully… cut out of what she remembers. things that change context, or that are even almost… too much to remember. it's like she has someone there, taking snippets of her memories away. making her forget them, making her retell events in different ways than others.

that's what editor pearl is.

editor pearl is the alter that takes care of their memories. she cuts out the parts she doesn't want pearl to remember, because they're too traumatizing, they arent important, or she doesn't sees them as worth remembering.

this affects how pearl sees not only herself, but everyone else around her. conversations are forgotten by her, but not by the other side. the way certain memories are framed change drastically when you can only remember the parts that someone else WANTS you to remember. editor pearl is a memory holder, who just wants to help their system out by keeping the Good parts. she's gives pearl what she thinks pearl will want to remember, which means pearl only tells the parts editor pearl approves of.

I think, with everything going on in wild life, pearl is well on her way to discovering just what's going on inside her mind. whether she wants to, or not. scarlet pearl can only be held back for so long, and pearl has been doing that for two sessions now.

oh, sure, scarlet was allowed to snark in the first episode. but the second episode, comparing it to Cleo's POV… there's things missing. things cut out. entire conversations left completely out of Pearl's version of the story.

I think editor Pearl and scarlet pearl are working together a bit. cut out the memories of scarlet saying she wants to throw up at the idea of being family. and so many other little lines. cut it all out, make it easier to remember, easier to deal with.

because, after all, they just want to do their jobs. they just want to help, to make life more bearable. to make everything okay. host may not want them to, but what she doesn't know won't hurt her…

but this isn't built to last. not with host pearl keeping scarlet locked away as tightly as she is. sooner or later, something has to give. and sooner or later, they'll figure out what's going on. I have a feeling it's going to be messy, because pearl (scarlet) doesn't like feeling like people thinks she's crazy. and this will only make her feel crazy before the end.

but it can't last the way it has been. eventually, something is gonna break. or, maybe instead someone.

this isnt going to go well for host pearl.

[beetlethebug]

Emmrich x Rook x Lucanis Headcanons

Note: i'm still very much in act 1 and early game so this is just me making shit up. i'm just feeling out the vibes that I have in my heart. Rook head canons are based on my Rook, Quil, but feel free to snatch them for you own (and please send me anything you have about any of them because i'm like a man starved.

NSFW head canons under the cut ;)

Emmrich

Despite being a tea enjoyer he can, in fact, make a mean cup of coffee and takes great pleasure in making cups for Lucanis

Has a habit of using his professor voice on Rook or Lucanis when he catches them getting into trouble or not taking care of themselves

He's absolutely threatened and then made good on putting Lucanis to bed himself when he learns about how terrible his resting habits are

Honestly Emmrich is about 90% of these two's practical self-care. Which makes it extra sweet and surprising to him when Rook and Lucanis pull it on him

Actually cried the day that Lucanis referred to Manfred as "his son" or his "firstborn", whichever of these is funniest to you in your heart

Loves to adjust outfits as an excuse for touch. It takes him a while to get hands-on with Lucanis but once the permission is established, he cannot keep his hands off him.

Canonically a "Dear" and "Dearest" but he does have names for each of his boys

Rook is his "little prince"; honestly any endearment/descriptor with "little" in front of it is being thrown Rook's way

I like the idea of Emmrich using "my heart" for Lucanis; I also like the idea of something like, "My protector" or "My knight" because the idea of the famed Mage Killer protecting our beloved Necromancer hits Just Right

On days when his knees ache he uses Lucanis or Rook as support. It doubles as an excuse to run his fingers through their hair or slide along their shoulders.

Certified Hand Kisser™️

He hates seeing Rook and Lucanis hurt and it always so, so tender when healing them. Knows that they're both capable, but his fear of mortality is so strong that sometimes it gets the better of him. Being unable to let them go after tough fights. Setting and resetting bones again and again because it has to be perfect. He cannot risk them getting injured because he healed them poorly.

Lucanis

Calls Rook "mi constelación" (constellation) because of all their freckles

His pet name for Emmrich might be "el cuidador de muerte" or simply "mi cuidador", meaning "the caretaker of death" or simply "my caretaker."

He also gives me just. Very poetic pet names once he's comfortable. The most romantic shit pours out of his mouth when he's been awake for 48 hours and no longer has any semblance of a filter. Very much a, "my moon, my stars," kind of man. Spite likes to tease him after but he's down just as bad. His nicknames for Emmrich and Rook are just...more colorful.

Taught Manfred to swear (on purpose)

Rook has trouble eating due to Trauma™️ and Emmrich is vegetarian, so this man is doing so many acts of service through his cooking. He has a whole soup pot dedicated to Rook that's constantly going to Rook can get food even when he's not around. Always keeping them well stocked on small, easy to grab things for when they're busy with their work.

He and Emmrich bake together, and he has definitely gotten lost looking at Emmrich's arms with no jewelry/accoutrements. and when his sleeves get rolled up?? This man is a goner.

Loves to dress his partners up. Emmrich has good style but Rook? He needs all the help he can get. And Lucanis is more than happy to oblige

"Let me kill for you. Please, let me kill for you."

Because Emmrich can hear Spite, you know the demon is flirting with him 24/7. The amount of explicit content the two of them have to sift through and summarize for Rook is enough to drive the plot of at least five of Varrick's smutty novels.

Rook

Taught Manfred to swear (on accident)

They're all touched-starved as hell, but Rook is the boldest at getting the touch they need. Will clamber into laps, wrap themselves bodily around arms, bump shoulders together as they're passing. Loves when he gets to be extra sneaky about it, like leaning over Emmrich's shoulder while he's sat and reading or tapping out an attack pattern on Lucanis' arm before entering combat.

Terrible cook but loves to watch Emmrich and Lucanis in the kitchen. There's a designated spot on the counter for them to sit. Kicks their feet whenever Lucanis lets them try a bite of whatever he's making.

Blushes super easily

Isn't the smoothest talker when it comes to flirting (easily flustered + afraid of being reckless with their words) --most of their charming lines come out that way because they just so genuinely mean whatever it is they're saying

Very much a "The most intimate thing I can call you is your name" kind of person (especially after tying themselves so heavily to a code name).

#1 clothing and jewelry thief. Will ask before taking any of Emmrich's grave-dowry, though. Loves when they wear jewelry meant for them specifically to steal off of them and make their own (rogues, am I right?)

You can pry purring Elves from my cold dead hands. Rook purrs and they purr loud.

Has a possessive streak

Lucanis and Emmrich are both their first relationship, so they do a lot of mirroring at the start. Copying their different affections, trying them out and testing to see what they like and what feels disingenuous.

They're all acts of service people but Rook. Rook. Very much the "use me until there is nothing left" mindset. Has some unhealthy thoughts about having to "earn" their affections that they're all working on unpacking together.

Perfect height for forehead kisses

NSFW ;)

Lucanis might have a little to unpack about masculinity (particularly in the bedroom) and the way they deal with that is by Emmrich talking Rook through dominating Lucanis

Rook is a sub but very versatile when it comes to topping vs bottoming; tell them what to do and they'll do it. So eager to please

Lucanis and Emmrich both get to be switches as a treat. Emmrich takes the more dominant role at first simply because Rook and Lucanis are inexperienced and awkward as hell. But once they get more settled, roles and dynamics switch very fluidly between them (especially with Spite egging Lucanis on to Dom That Old Man)

The communication here is fucking great. They are so fucking good about talking to each other and adjusting as they go. Rook in particular loves hearing consent checks pressed against their ear. And Emmrich? The first time Lucanis asks, "Am I doing right by you, cuidador?" he cums on the spot

Rook is an Elf, as established, and his ears are sensitive. Turns into putty the minute that Lucanis and Emmrich start kissing and playing with them.

Praise! Kinks!!! They all have 'em!! I don't make the rules!!

Lucanis and Emmrich have fun domming each other through Rook. Emmrich is also quite the voyeur and enjoys calling out ideas/suggestions when watching Rook and Lucanis have sex

Lucanis was like "meh" about choking (his only familiarity it with was as a murder method, and there are much better ways to kill someone), but the second he watches Rook choke Emmrich (with the hand wearing all of the jewelry Lucanis bought for Rook) he is a Changed Man™️

Lucanis also loves hand feeding his partners. Especially Emmrich. The man always looks so surprised and touched to receive such gentle, intimate care from his lover that Lucanis does it every chance he gets

Rook has a hand kink and an oral fixation. Someone's fingers are always in his mouth.

Rook becoming an anatomy model as Lucanis and Emmrich draw all over him. Mapping about bones, talking about the best place to apply pressure during interrogations to get someone to crack. Touching and teasing to watch Rook's muscles flex under their hands. They get to Rook's cock and have a debate about whether one's hand or mouth is better for a "quick death" and simply have to test each to see which is the most efficient.

Another anatomy one with some knife play. As a treat. Emmrich calling out body parts/muscle groups/specific bones and having Lucanis find them on Rook. Using the tip of a blade to very carefully trace the outline and having Emmrich come over to check the work. Emmrich healing anything misplaced and taking the knife to show Lucanis himself. Perhaps info-dumping about that area of the body (as yet another treat).

Rook being a huge fucking masochist and Lucanis being a little unsure at first, so Emmrich talks him through spanking Rook. Points out all the tells in Rook's body that show they're enjoying it, showing him the best ways to introduce pleasure beside the pain. Making Rook ask Lucanis for it. Lucanis becoming enamored with this sobbing, moaning creature begging for mercy by the end.

[little-miss-dilf-lover]

Tangerine headcanons/ imagines

tangerine x female reader

tw: none! just cute stuff that makes us sad

okay so I love analysing people and ive been in love with him since march/april, so this was a piece of cake- also im obsessive and lonely so was super easy lmfao

these are just things that I think (kinda self indulgent) but if you disagree that’s fine too

princess treatment- he’d treat you like royalty

huge softie at heart

love language wise:

 physical touch- I feel like he’s quite handsy, he always has to be touching some part of you

 acts of service- he’d always be willing to help you, does things for you. makes you snacks and drinks throughout the day- like if you’re busy, he’d pop in and give you a tray of stuff you may need

 quality time- he’d value the time you spent together, even if you weren’t doing an activity together (both in the same space, doing your own things) he’d designate certain days for just you

 gift giving- he’d spoil you like crazy, he’d remember certain little things about you and get you a thoughtful gift based off that (like if you mentioned something you wanted to try for just one second midway in a conversation you had months ago, he’d remember it)

words of affirmation- he’d call you tonnes of pet names, I feel like he’d say ‘my’ in front of it to make it more special. he’d tell you he loves you, how special you are and how much he adores you etc

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hates everyone but you vibes- he’s standoffish to everyone, but when it comes to you he’s the complete opposite; he speaks very soft and kind towards you

he treats you like the most valuable thing on earth

very patient with you

protector x protected energy- he just always wants you safe

nose and forehead kisses

lots of thumb stroking on your cheeks 

lots of intense eye contact- he admires your eyes

feel like he’s a hip and thigh kinda man

I feel like you’d be very close to Lemon, and sometimes it’ll wind him up. Lemon would tell you embarrassing stories about Tan- you’d love it while he’d hate it

I get ride or die vibes- kinda like romeo and juliet, just minus all the death

he secretly loves your chick flicks, he pretends he hates them but watches them with you every time

he also pretends he hates when you call him sweet things but he definitely looks away to smile

he’s very slow to warm up, takes a bit of time to crack him open. on the outside he’s a doberman but on inside he’s like a ragdoll

gets a bit possessive, not in a scary way- but I do think that sometimes it could be

feel like he’s the kind that will literally worship you

you clean his cuts and wounds after missions

he runs warm but you run quite cold, so he’s always trying to warm you up

I feel like you’re the first person he’s actually loved romantically

drinks black coffee and ofc tea

definitely a whisky drinker, he loves a good whisky by the fire

I feel like he’s very clean, likes to keep everything organised. maybe a bit of a perfectionist

always smells good

very romantic and extremely charismatic- a natural charmer. funny and lots of inside jokes

he’s a great caretaker- looks after you really well. if you’re ill he’d be with you at all times, not caring if he got sick too. and when it’s your time of the month he’d get you hot water bottles and you’d get lots of back rubs etc

he loves it when you use your fingers to trace over his tattoos, same goes for his chest hair too

also loves when your stroke through his hair

he gets really irritated in hot temperatures- and starts swearing a lot more

I feel like he’s kind of set in his ways about things/ he knows what he likes, and that you help open his mind about trying and doing new things. you help keep things fresh and exciting

some reason I feel like you’d have daddy issues idk why, (sorry if you do, also sorry if you don’t lmao)

he might follow you like a lost puppy, he’d literally do anything you say

you’d be best friends as well as a couple

he’s very reliable and would drop anything for you

if you needed to rant or vent, he’d be there lending you his ear. he’d be an incredible listener

very attentive

feel like he’s a fast driver, but never when you’re in the car

if someone flirts with you or someone was mean to you at work he’d say “where are they? I will fuckin kill em”

private but not secret relationship

definitely a homebody

whenever he goes past the florists or to the shop, he’d always bring some flowers back for you (more often than not- it’ll your favourite type of flower)

leaves you sweet notes around the house

that’s it for now, hope you liked

[astroeleanor]

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Attraction doesn't always play by the rules of astrology. Sometimes, zodiac couples that seem unlikely at first glance actually vibe together really well.

When you dig a little deeper, you discover that they have a great understanding of each other due to sharing the same planetary ruler.

Having the same planetary ruler can make these couples click, even when they differ in elements, modalities, and polarities. Their compatibility comes down to sharing similar core qualities which are determined by their planetary ruler.

Each planet (and yes, we’re counting the Sun and Moon here too) gives each sign a unique set of traits and energy. These shared characteristics helps them understand each other despite other differences.

APPLY THIS TO: Moon Signs (emotional compatibility), Ascendant Signs & Chart Ruler Signs (lifestyle and overall personal compatibility).

*Remember that this is just one piece of the puzzle, getting the full spectrum of a couple’s compatibility is complex!

SCORPIO + ARIES

Scorpio and Aries are ruled by Mars, the planet of action, desire & intensity. Both signs are highly motivated and focused on achieving their goals. This commonality creates a powerful dynamic in their relationship, where they inspire and drive each other to succeed. The Martian connection between them can either create competition or mutual support. There’s a lot of dynamic energy between them. This can translate as both Aries & Scorpio having a high libido, working towards projects together with determination—or on the more chaotic side of things: frequently having arguments.

LEO + CANCER

Leo & Cancer are ruled by the Sun and the Moon, respectively, the two primary luminaries in astrology. This pairing embodies the archetypal balance of masculine (Sun) & feminine (Moon) energies, meaning they complement each other perfectly. The Sun and the Moon together symbolize a natural partnership, the balance of yin and yang—think of them as the King & Queen of the Heavens. This is a metaphor that encapsulates Leo & Cancer as a royal couple in the zodiac, where Leo’s role as the protector & leader is perfectly balanced by Cancer’s role as the caretaker and emotional anchor.

LIBRA + TAURUS

Libra & Taurus are both ruled by Venus, the planet of balance, beauty, and luxury. The Venusian connection between them emphasizes their appreciation for emotionally & financially fulfilling relationships. Naturally, they’ll both strive to foster a balanced connection that  thrives on shared values and mutual appreciation. The pursuit of peace, material goods, sensuality & aesthetic pleasure is something they both deeply value. In this case, Taurus provides the grounding that Libra desires, while Libra’s diplomatic nature helps to maintain the peaceful stability that Taurus craves.

AQUARIUS + CAPRICORN

Aquarius & Capricorn are both ruled by the planet Saturn. This shared connection emphasizes their mutual understanding of responsibility, ambition  & having a methodical approach to life. Both signs understand the importance of structure & longterm planning, which helps them create a longlasting partnership. This shared Saturnine influence can create a balanced connection between them, where both signs support each other’s goals. In this case, Aquarius’s innovative ideas allow Capricorn to break away from their rigid schemes, while Capricorn’s realistic approach can ground Aquarius’s visionary tendencies.

VIRGO + GEMINI

These are two Mercurial signs who tend to build a partnership based on  mental stimulation, curiosity & a mutual appreciation for learning & communication. As mutable signs, Gemini & Virgo are versatile, they crave change and flexibity–which helps them keep the spark alive in their relationship. Plus, their mutual appreciation for intellectual pursuits & problem solving creates a stimulating partnership. They tend to pick at each other brains (Mercury) a lot, talk for hours on end & get into discussions or debates just for the fun of it.

PISCES + SAGITTARIUS

As Jupiter ruled signs, Pisces & Sagittarius share a Jovian connection, characterized by growth, exploration & a shared quest for meaning. Both signs are drawn to experiences that expand their horizons, whether through travel, learning, or spiritual pursuits. While their approaches may differ–Pisces’s introspective nature VS Sagittarius’s extroverted enthusiasm–their shared love for wisdom & understanding, infuses their partnership with emotional & spiritual fulfillment. Personal growth & evolution is another huge theme that both signs are learning in this lifetime. Therefore, when in a relationship, they may end up supporting each other’s quests for meaning & personal development.

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[greetingfromthedead]

1. Death's Door

Series: Apple Blossoms

Series Plot: Knives is finally crushed, his plans in ashes, his body at Death's door, but Vash decides to spare his life. With the last power he has left, he carries his brother to a person who has nursed him back to life, now begging for you to save his twin too. A tattered Knives finds himself in the care of a human and as time goes on, he has to come to terms with uncomfortable truths about his skewed world view and the strange feelings he discovers blooming in his chest for you. // Contains some Trimax spoilers. // A slight mix of all the Trigun iterations, but mostly Trimax

Pairing: Knives x GN!Reader

Series Rating: PG-13 + pwp BONUS chapters

Series Tags: No use of "Y/N", Redemption, Love, Romance, Sickfic, Medical Inaccuracies, Knives is injured, Caretaking, Falling In Love, Adventuring, Cowboy vibes, Knives is introverted, Knives has a crush and is very lost, Fluff, Reader-Insert, Canon-Typical Violence, Post-Canon, No use of y/n, Mild Hurt/Comfort, Forced Proximity, Trauma, Knives pouts a lot

Word count: 3.3k

Author's Note: It is not yet a fully fleshed out story, I have the first few chapters planned out, but keeping it going will depend partially of the interest shown for it and how things will work out. All in all, I would be grateful to hear your thoughts. What is something you would love to see in such a story, scenarios and dynamics you would like to explore. Perhaps I will adopt some of them.

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It has been many long months since the communications were cut off as the satellites fell from the sky as comets. Since then, the only source of information have been the criers, who travel from village to village, sharing news and stories. Sometimes you hear different stories from different mouths and really can never be sure what the truth is. Apparently, at least most of the Seven Cities have been decimated, and a giant ark is destroying everything in its path. The criers are warning people to seek shelter and prepare for the worst, but you still hold on to a sliver of hope. You've heard that Vash the Stampede is somehow involved in this whole mess. The man with a giant bounty on his head is rumored to be the Devil himself, the Humanoid Typhoon. Some sources say he is behind all of this; he is the one who is raining down destruction as he always does; others say he has stepped up as the protector of humanity on this desolate planet. And the truth remains a mystery, hidden behind the game of telephone and conflicting accounts. Deep down, you believe that he is on your side, fighting to keep humanity safe from the impending destruction.

You have met that strange man before. He arrived in your care with multiple gunshot wounds in the dead of night, or rather, you stumbled over his dying body in the dark desert. It had been nothing short of a miracle that he had evidently walked from the next town over towards your lonely house before collapsing. And it was even more of a coincidence that you found him at all. Vash the Stampede truly has the luck of a demon, or perhaps it was fate. Who's to say? But you did dragged him home, patched him up, and took care of him until he awoke from his week long slumber. He remained under your watchful eye for a bit longer, and as the closest thing to a doctor this area has, you felt it was your duty to make sure he fully recovered before letting him leave. You got to know him quite well during the time he spent at your house. You quickly realized who he was, but let him introduce himself. It became clear to you that the vicious rumors held little truth. He might be clumsy, but not evil. He was nothing but kind and grateful to you, helping you however he could and paying you for the time and medicine spent on him even as you tried to refuse. All that happened a few years ago, but his generosity and kindness still stick with you to this day. You still remember his smiling face as he turned to leave into the empty desert where you found him in the first place.

Nowadays, you live quietly in your lonely house. The closest village is half a day's ride away, and you rarely see anyone besides the occasional messenger passing through. The closest city is Octovern, but to reach that via tomas, it would take nearly half a week. You occasionally take your first aid kit and go through the nearby towns to help anyone in need, but you have been blessed to not be dragged into the larger war decimating the planet. You have been able to maintain a sense of peace and purpose amidst the chaos, but you can only hope things will return to a sense of normality soon, as much as that can be found in this place.

Little did you suspect of the evening where a loud and insistent banging on your door would shift your life entirely. A rap like that always means trouble, and instinctively, you hurried to open the old creaking door into the cooling evening air. The golden light of the setting suns tries to flood into your hallway, only to be obscured by a giant figure. It takes a moment for your eyes to adjust to see more than just the silhouette, but still, the sight leaves you dumbfounded. Before you are two people, but they aren't entirely human as wings spread from their backs, not quite covered in feathers like an angel, partially reminding you of roots and stone, partially of shattering metal. Two wings, one on each of the bloody men. One holds the unconscious body of the other. He struggles to stay upright, one knee on the ground, the other supporting the limp form of the other as his singular arm wraps around the other's waist. The stump of his left arm has wires tangling from it, and it must have been what he used to knock on your door. It takes you too long to realize who that man is—Vash. His blonde hair is now entirely black, and his features are obscured by dirt and blood.

"Please. Help." He pleads with desperation in his eyes. "Can you save him?"

Your eyes shift to the man in his grasp. He is looking even rougher than Vash; his clothes seem burned and torn, and his skin is covered in blood and open wounds. His face is bruised and swollen. He hangs limply in Vash's embrace, his arms dangling lifelessly at his sides in an uncanny fashion. He's barely breathing, and it's clear that time is running out.

"Right!" You stir from your shock. "Let's get him inside!"

You push aside the weirdness and the unnatural aspects of the situation you find yourself in and slip back into the familiar feeling of urgency. You rush forward to put a shoulder under the unconscious man and lift him up with the help of Vash. You drag him not to the cot that's reserved for your patients, but instead you haul him onto the long dinner table that doubles as an examination table in a pinch. Your hands move on their own as they grab what you need: shears and cloths, first aid kits, bandages, medicine, water, and alcohol. You firmly tell Vash to sit down on the stool in the corner and not get in your way. You feel bad for being so stern with him, especially since he is injured too, but the man on the table is already playing dice with death.

You get to work quickly, knowing that every second counts. You remove the tattered clothing and assess the extent of his injuries. You're surprised he still has life left in him with the amount of blood he must have lost, chunks of his body apparently missing, gashes, and cracks covering his skin. You do as much as you can, focusing on the larger wounds first, knowing that time is of the essence in saving him. To your surprise, he doesn't bleed nearly as much as you think he should, given the severity of his situation. You roughly stitch him up and pull a few bullets from his flesh. His internal organs seem in good enough condition, and you're glad you don't have to operate on them further. As you work away, the wing on his back crumbles; the chunks feel strange, and you can't begin to guess the material, but you don't have a chance to analyze it either. By the time you are done, the wing is gone, leaving a chunky heap on the ground, almost like sand. You clean his body with water and alcohol before checking his skeleton and joints. There are no broken bones, but the right shoulder is dislocated. You take care to pull it back into place with a snap, and you continue to examine him. Much of his skin is cracked; it looks strange, and you can't begin to guess what caused it.

After hours of grueling work, you administer him medicine to hopefully avoid infection, another dose of strong painkillers, and some saline to help with his recovery. You lift his head carefully as you smear the gooey concoction on his gums for a longer lasting effect. To be doubly safe, you inject more drugs directly into his bloodstream and lather the wounds with ointment to help them heal. Wrapping him in bandages takes a lot from you too, especially since you can't accept Vash's offer to help since he is still dirty. By the end, your patient is almost entirely covered in bandages but still breathing. You throw a clean blanket over him and a pillow under his head, too worried to move him off the table onto the bed. It will have to wait, perhaps if he survives until dawn. But the chances of him making it through the night seem slim.

"Right." You let out a deep sigh. You can finally shift your attention from the dying man to Vash. You are deep into the night, pushing the morning hours, with dark circles forming under your eyes, but there is no rest for you yet. You turn towards the man in the chair; he looks like hell. You have never seen him look this bad before, and last time, he was the one whose life was dripping from his body on this table. Tears have carved deep lines into his dust, ash, and blood covered cheeks. There is an unusual mix of emotions on his face, but worry burns the brightest.

"It's your turn now," you say to Vash, catching his attention. His gaze lifts from the floor, and for a moment, it seems like he didn't hear you at all. You just continue, getting a washbasin, cloth and a jug of water ready. "You can use these to clean up; I'll help you with any spots you can't reach in a bit; I'll clean this mess up first."

"Will he survive? Will he be alright?" he asks instead, ignoring your comment completely.

"I do not know. I tried my best. The rest is up to him and fate itself. Whether he makes it or not is out of my hands." You look at him sympathetically. "Hopefully dawn will bring good news," you say softly.

As you pick up your bloody tools and cloths, you hear Vash stand up, but instead of walking towards the counter where the washing supplies are, his steps lead away, towards the door.

"Where do you think you're going?" you ask resolutely, a nip in your voice. He pauses in silence for a moment.

"I must go. I have some things to take care of still," he answers, a note of guilt present in his tone.

"You will clean up, have me patch you up, and take a nap before you can think about leaving. Doctor's orders!" Your words are commanding, leaving no room for argument. You're both tired; he looks awful, and you almost sway on your feet. But your work is not yet done.

Vash stands quietly for a moment longer before turning back and stripping a few layers of his tattered clothing. Exposing the bruises and wounds covering his body. He struggles a little with the setup at hand, using the reflection of your window to try and see where he has to reach. At the same time, you clean up the mess you made while working on your patient. You wipe the surfaces and wash the tools, and finally, you can discard the bloody robe, mask, and gloves.

You help Vash wash away the dirt from any spots he can't reach and have him sit on the chair in his underwear. You stick a cup of warm tea in his hand and down a strong coffee yourself before washing your face with cold water to wake up again. After that, you set everything up to stitch him back together and get to work. You examine him thoroughly and give him pain medication before getting the needle out. His body is tense and his pulse is still high; he has yet to calm down.

"Is he your brother? Even under all that bruising and swelling, I can tell the similarities." You speak softly to him to get his mind off the things that are hurting him at the moment.

"Yes, my twin," Vash replies, his voice hoarse and filled with pain.

"I didn't even know you had a twin. What's his name?" You continue as you tie together another suture.

"Knives."

"That's an interesting name," you say with little emotion in your tone, most of your attention going into taking care of his wounds. A stray thought of the wings crosses your mind; Vash has lost his too in the time your focus was on his brother. There is clearly something weird going on, but for now you are too tired to ask the relevant questions, and you need Vash to relax.

"I guess…" His voice trails off, and you can see him staring at the unconscious body on the table.

You keep talking as you work on him, stitching, disinfecting, and bandaging the larger cuts one by one. You give him a checkup and pain medication, and as you take his pulse, it is normal again. You are relieved; he seems to be stable and doing alright despite the way he looks. You provide him with some loose clothing you have laying around just in case and make him get in the bed you have in the other room to rest and recover for the night. He is hesitant, but the tiredness in his eyes tells you that he needs the rest.

"I will stay up with your brother; I will check on him, and I promise I will wake you up if there are any issues. Sleep. You need it." You assure him as you throw a cooling blanket on him before turning off the light and leaving the room. "Rest easy; everything will be alright now."

You return to the patient on the table and check his vitals again. You take his pulse and check his light blue eyes. His breathing has returned to normal, and he looks to be doing better, but as you press your hand on his forehead, you feel the developing fever. You know that this could be a sign of infection, and it makes you slightly nervous. His jet black hair feels damp as your hand glides over it, and you notice that his skin is sticky to the touch. However, you try to remain calm and decide to check again soon and keep a close eye on him.

To keep yourself from falling asleep, you keep yourself busy with whatever tasks you find. You clean up your kitchen from everything, organize your cabinets, and even clean Vash's clothes and hang them to dry outside. Dawn comes, but nothing changes; the slight fever still lingers, and Vash is asleep. You mix up some sugar water and carefully drip a few drops into Knives's mouth. He swallows painfully, and you continue administering him the water for a few hours. You're losing the battle with your exhaustion, so you make yourself a cup of coffee again, letting it steep while checking on the wounds. They look good, and it almost appears like they've started to heal a little. You write it off as your own delusion. The rising suns cast their hot light on the desert, and Vash's clothes dry in no time. You pick them up and get to sewing the dark shirt and his pants; the red coat is mostly gone, burned, and torn.

You realize that it has been a while since your last meal, as you even missed yesterday's dinner. You get to cooking up some porridge after leaving Vash's clothes in the other room and making sure from afar that he is still breathing. Every quarter hour, you return to the man on the table, check on him, and give him some water and medicine if necessary. Nothing has changed, neither for the better nor for the worse, and you are grateful for that, counting your blessings as you remind yourself of the condition he arrived in.

Another hour passes as Vash appears in the door-frame, his eyes first falling on his brother before moving to you. He looks better; he is still covered in bandages and bruises, but the wary tiredness is gone from his eyes. He wears the clothes you mended for him, and his expression softens as he takes in the sight of you checking the pulse of your patient.

"Good morning," you tell him with a slight smile. "I made some food, but it's probably cold by now. Feel free to take as much as you want. Your brother is doing alright; he has a slight fever, but it hasn't gotten worse. The wounds look good, and I've given him water and medicine. For now, it's okay; he is not out of the woods, but he's getting there."

"Morning," Vash says as he walks closer to you. He doesn't say much; there is an unexplainable expression on his face as he pulls you into a one armed yet crushing bear hug. You feel his breathing get more ragged as he holds you; he repeats seemingly endless "thank you"s until you feel tears soaking your shirt. He finally lets you go, holding your shoulder and looking you in the eyes, tears and snot running down his face.

"You're welcome, but don't get too carried away, okay? I cannot promise you anything other than that I will try to get him back to full health; it doesn't mean it will happen." You try to calm him down again, reaching for a tissue to hand him. "Now eat; I will check your wounds again after that."

And so it goes. Vash eats his fill, dragging his chair a bit closer to the table but not quite next to it, as you gave him a stern look, worried for any contamination. He finishes his meal quickly, eager to have his wounds checked, as if he is in a hurry. Luckily, they look fine, and you lather him in ointment and cover everything with fresh bandages, relieved that he is okay.

"You said you had some business to attend to. Is that why you are vibrating on this chair?" You ask calmly, checking the strange cracks in his skin on his cheek.

"Well, I have to go. I promise I will be back as soon as I can—just a few days at most. I am sorry to just dump him on you, but I beg you. I only go to keep both of you safe." His sky blue eyes try to track your movement the best they can as you put a bandage on him.

"It's alright; I'll take care of him. I doubt he will regain consciousness anytime soon. I can only hope he won't get worse." You take a step back, happy with your handiwork, as nothing is bleeding. It's the best you can do for Vash right now.

"I will forever be in your debt. Thank you for everything. I will pay you once I get back, I swear." His eyes look pleadingly at you as he gets up from the chair.

"I believe you; don't worry about that." You smile, recognizing the honor in his face.

Vash gives you a nod and goes closer to his brother. He says something quietly to him, and you don't quite pick up any of the words. With that, Vash turns and walks to the front door, and you follow.

"Thank you again," he says to you tenderly, and then more loudly over the whole house: "Get better soon, brother!"

You watch as Vash steps outside, heading into the desert. Only a little while later, you figure out he has nothing with him but the clothes on his back and the gun on his leg. No water, no food, no shelter—nothing. You turn and see what's left of the red coat on the chair, now realizing you must really be out of it to not notice it sooner. But it's too late to go after him now; all you can do is hope that he has a plan.

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[regency-monster-love]

Austen heroes as monsters

In honor of Halloween (and just because monsters are hot), let's imagine what kind of monster/mythological creature each Austen hero would be.

Captain Wentworth: minotaur

He's bull-headed, I mean, what more do you need? But he's also strong and solid and sexy and will fiercely fight off whoever fucks around with someone he cares about.

Colonel Brandon: orc

I like imagining Brandon as this gentle giant type orc, who doesn't seem appealing at first, because he's just this big ugly oafish orc, but hidden under all that is a passionate soul who will protect who he loves, with his very life if he has to.

Henry Tilney: satyr

Satyrs aren't necessarily the most sexy monsters, just like Henry is not super attractive physically, but they more than make up for this by how fun and playful and irreverent they are. Satyrs are just a damn good time.

Edmund Bertram: vampire

I'm not talking about the modern sexy suave playboy vampire. I'm talking about a guy who just sucks the life out of you. And yeah, maybe he's physically very beautiful and refined and intelligent, but god, he just sucks so much, it's exhausting. That's Edmund.

Edward Ferrars: elf

I don't know, he just seems like the most delicate of all the heroes, you know? Not weak at all, just not beefy or energetic. Quiet, calm, mostly serious. A kind of LOTR type elf.

Mr. Knightley: dragon

This one was hard for me to decide. I went with dragon because dragons are old souls, strong and serious. And both dragons and Mr. Knightley have kind of this caretaker vibe: yes, the dragon's version of it can be more possessive and greedy, but it doesn't have to be, and Mr. Knightley I feel like has this air of looking over and out for all the people who he feels a responsibility for, including his tenants but also his neighbors, family, and friends.

Mr. Bingley: werewolf

Hear me out: not a snarling ferocious werewolf but one who is like an overgrown dog that wants to run around and play all the time. A happy werewolf with his tongue lolling out of his muzzle who gets the zoomies and likes scritchey scratches behind his ears. Plus he's a loyal pack animal who obediently listens to his alpha.

Mr. Darcy: gargoyle

Seems kind of stony and intimidating, but can transform into something that is really soft and wonderful. Another monster who is serious and strong and a great protector. Plus, if we ignore the goofy-faced gargoyles, many gargoyles can look very impressive and rather noble.

[infini-tree]

walks in. ponifies the characters. walks out

(+ some notes)

the kids' ponified names are just based on Vibes/keeping the same first letters as the original. i kept playing with the idea that the "Heart" part of pony!harold's name should be a compound word, to keep the same number of syllables as Hutchins, but i already broke the "same syllable count" rule with george, so Heart it will stay

the kids' cutie mark is just as straightforward. melvin's is science-y, while george and harold are meant to parallel each other-- at least with the 'pencil drawing part of the cutie mark' motif. the spiral in george's is me being a bit cheeky.

why is it every time i do an au that's more of a design challenge than anything with a concrete plot, george just is the hypno-ring that made krupp cu /j

krupp and captain was the most difficult out of all of them to design since if i had to design one of them, it had to be fitting for the other too. the more natural colors (in comparison to the others) was meant to be more of a reflection of krupp's character, but the neutral color palette also worked for captain too so his accessories popped.

the coat pattern was also there to make sure he doesn't seem too monotonous, but then i learned about horse coat patterns-- specifically blanket patterns... that basically meant captain's underpants is just built into both their coats. its less obvious on krupp since he has a shirt (blue now, since white on white wouldn't look good).

as for krupp's ponified name, it was also a similar struggle since there were no K words that fit his vibe. it was initially "Key" for the longest time (read as: i had to sleep on it), but i decided on "Keeper" since it still evoked that trapping feeling, but it could have more positive connotations in a... protector/caretaker/teacher sort of way.

as for the "Bantam" part, i had wanted to keep a similar enough word to "ben". and having it be shortened to "Ban Keeper" was too good to pass up. bantam is a kind of chicken (which fits krupp's farm past as established in tetocu), but bantam also meant "small and feisty person", which krupp is. but is also what the children he's "keeping" are.

so basically you can read krupp's name as "keeper/caretaker of unruly kids [in detention]", "controlling one's unruly nature", or "farmer keeper", which i personally think is fun

don't worry about krupp hiding his cutie mark! its fine. he's fine.

captain is captain! you know him. you love him. he has changeling motifs due to the nature of the "radiation". apparently, characters gaining radiation/magic based wings and horns are a thing that happened in G5, which i didn't know until recently, so funny coincidences.

captain's cutie mark is underpantyworld. his cutie mark is different from krupp (stares at the changeling motifs)

edith, thankfully was straightforward. her ponified name is just a food name, specifically a type of cheese. her cutie mark is a ladle with some sparkles around it. i changed her dress to just a shirt, and her gloves to be some galosh sort of deal.

and as a bonus since you can pry alien!edith from my cold dead hands, there's a bonus reformed changeling form since that's the closest thing to aliens in this world! "Stemmata" is a type of insect eye, to fit in with the changeling naming convention of naming them after bug body parts, but also eyes because of the whole Two Blue Eyes thing. she was originally supposed to be called "Ocellus", but there's already a character that exists with that name...

i imagine edith defecting from a small hive and accidentally unlocking her reformed form, and she thinks she can't go back even if she wanted to so she just kinda... stays,

[silken-threads-bah]

Hellooo could we please get a demon headmate w a fatherly vibe? ^_^ Most is up to you, it would b nice if his name, prns and genders are masc though. For orientation he is very gay!! It would also b nice if he didnt get a role connected to headspace. Thank you have a great day!

Sorry this took so long! I wasn't entirely sure what you meant by the role thing, so I hope this is alright :) - Eden

Name: Rosier, Verrine, Baphomet, Lucifer

Age: immortal + ageless

Pronouns: he/him (alternatively flame/flames, hell/hells, goat/goats, sin/sins)

Gender(s): man, demongender, daredlightmasc

Orientation: gay

Source(s): n/a

Role: protector, caretaker, emergency fronter

Personality: despite his initially scary appearance, he's very kind and nurturing. He quickly takes people under his wing and will protect and guide them, especially if they seem anxious or scared frequently. He can be a bit goofy at times, his favorite way of calming down anyone that's anxious or upset is by making them laugh. He's very protective and will shove others out of front if they seem incapable of handling what's going on, even if it's just to do something as simple as socialize or take a shower.

Interests: demonolatry, dungeons and dragons, cryptids, dad jokes, older TV shows, comedy movies

Extra info: he constantly makes dad jokes and quotes Vines. He thinks he's being hip and cool, but he's not.

Faceclaims:

[thecoolerliauditore]

Look I know you said it’s funnier without explanation but if you’re up for it, can you please share your thoughts on the freudian vibes post? I’m guessing that it’s Scott treating Cleo like a mom and Jimmy treating Martyn like a dad?

anon IDK why I felt the need to like. write an essay regarding this. You've basically got it down pact that's literally the whole joke everything else is stupid. but I made you wait so like. whatever man.

under the cut is the horrors but tl;dr:

martyn/jimmy: martyn needs to be someone's husband/dad to feel like he deserves to be loved and jimmy feels comfort in being cared for but is ultimately frustrated with being infantilized.

cleo/scott: much much muddier but cleo gives scott the privilege of being The Mature One who gets her (when scott is not this) while scott gets an illusion of unconditional stability (which cleo can only sometimes provide)

Martyn/Jimmy is the more cut and dry one, mostly sourcing from their Evo relationship and their interactions in traffic smp.

Martyn is someone who feels the need to be a provider/protector and feels frustrated when he is denied that role (e.g. look at his bridge conversation with Cleo in DL or his reaction to jimmy half-rejecting his offer to run away with him in 3L and acting spitefully towards jimmy at least verbally for the rest of the season).

In my head he is someone who feels as if he is undeserving of a certain level of emotional intimacy (often associated with romantic relationships) if he doesn't perform well enough in said role(s) since the people he strives to "protect"/"rescue" are often the same he acts romantically towards (Ren, Cleo, Jimmy).

This isn't a fully sound point since the southlanders and especially mumbo kind of contradict this but I think the southlanders were kind of a messy specific instance of the worst traits of every member all combining together to form an alliance from hell but that's for another post methinks. Grian is also an outlier but I'd argue that could be seen as him misdirecting his need to rescue jimmy onto the next guy he saw.

Jimmy, on the other hand, is often put into roles where he is assumed incapable of taking responsibility and thus denied of his agencies and thus he ends up in this weird position where, depending on who he is with, he is either someone's tradwife or everyone's youngest brother. What responsibilities he does get are often whatever is deemed most unimportant by the other party he's with, regardless of whether those things are actually important (e.g. him taking care of Martyn emotionally when he spirals in Evo during the election arc).

I'm not actually a massive jimmy guy so I can't say for sure what his feelings towards Martyn are, but whatever they are they seem to be heavily conflicting. Jimmy is more abrasive towards Martyn and seems to be more comfortable teasing him and making jokes at his expense, but at the same time becomes cold to him very easily, such as in 3L when he began shooting specifically at Martyn right before his final death or in SL when he tries to kill Martyn and then runs away stating that he "can't go home now". To me, it is as if Jimmy is frustrated with the "incapable" role he gets put into which his relationship with Martyn epitomizes both the romantic and caretaker aspects of, but at the same time Martyn brings him a level of nostalgic comfort.

TL;DR jimmy reminds me of this:

(from: "my lesbian experience with loneliness")

one final note regarding jimmy/martyn: this could go the other way around as well, with the aforementioned emotional care jimmy gives martyn in evo as well as one throwaway line near the end of the series where martyn says something to the effect of "thank god you're back, I don't know how to cook or anything". However I don't think this point is too important since the big point of this is jimmy and martyn wanting to feel loved and cared for by eachother with the conflicting feelings attached.

I'm having a lot of trouble putting the Scott/Cleo section into words rn but I'll reblog this with that added later when I'm processing information in a more digestible manner 👍

[scarecrow-collective]

please yap about your favorite era(s) in ghost... or alernative your favorite yaelokre song and why :3

also i would love to hear about some system headmate memories or headcanons they enjoy!

YOU NEED TO MESSAGE ME MORE FUCKER!!!/AFF but I'll do all of it lol, you asked for it so:3

GHOST;

Personally I absolutely adore era ii and era iiii mainly because of the costumes, era ii gives the ghouls a more spooky look and gives them that creepy and "monster like" vibe that really makes the ghouls who they are. Era iiii is just cool looking, I love the masks and the outfits really pull it all together. The suspenders looked absolutely amazing and I love how it all perfectly clashed together and brought it together in one big beautiful mess!!

YAELOKRE;

Personally I absolutely adore hartebeest, it's always been one of my favorites and I love how everyone comes together with beautiful vocals and the vocals towards the end and the chorus is absolutely stunning. More so I also absolutely adore the hound for a similar reason, I love Cole's vocals and how he's very loud with it. Alternatively I'm patiently waiting for Harken to release cause yeah<33

MUTT SYSTEM;

We have a few alters who are "Perme stuck" and forever front stuck. Hyacinthus, Briar, Aether, Ember, Multi/Swiss, Alpha, Ocean and Omega.

Hyacinthus is the host, any/all/ask pronouns, source is a greek myth. (Shout out if you know the one)

Briar is main physical protector, she/it pronouns, source is a brain made cryptid.

Ember is memory holder/memory keeper, she/her pronouns, she is a Dewdrop fictive from the band ghost.

Aether is main caretaker and emotional protector, he/him, source is Aether ghoul from the band ghost.

Multi/Swiss is emotional regulator, he/they, source is Swiss Ghoul from the band ghost.

Ocean is system therapist, he/she/it, source is Rain Ghoul from the band ghost.

Alpha is physical/mental/relationship protector, he/they, source is Alpha ghoul from the band ghost.

Omega is main gatekeeper, he/she, source Is Omega ghoul from the band ghost.

[thestormfrontsystem]

🌈🌦Introduction🌧🌈

Hi! We're The Storm Front System 🫶 We're a traumagenic system of authors, artists, and creatives just trying to carve out a little space on the internet for us to exist like actual people. 🤪 We write steamy romance books, film tiktoks, stream video games, and create pretty things.

🌈 About the system🌈

We've been a system our whole life pretty much, but have only been aware of our headmates for a few years and have come to terms with it recently. We're learning new things about being plural every day! Most days it's hard but overall we love being a system and coming out to the world as one has mad us feel more like "ourselves" than we ever have in our life.

We're married to an amazing and accepting partner, and we're actively parenting. We created this blog as a safe place to house our ramblings as we figure out our identities.

The body we share is BIPOC & Female. We're traumagenic but we discovered our plurality through endogenic influences. Our page is a safe space for all origins and beliefs.

🌦 Alters🌦

Storm (⚡️) ♡ She/her ♡ •Core•

Ollie (💚)♡He/They ♡ •Caretaker•

Accelerator (🕸) ♡He/They •Protector•

Evie (🎀) ♡ She/Her♡ •Little/Middle•

Zero (🧊)♡She/They♡ •Trauma Holder•

Argenti (🌹)♡He/Him♡•Gatekeeper•

🌈Our Collective Interests🌈

♡ Genshin Impact ♡ Fortnite ♡ Writing ♡ Metaphysics/Magick/ Spirituality ♡ Anime

🌈Boundaries🌈

♡ 🚫 No Debate On Syscourse- we may post in acceptance of all origins or in support of all origins, but that is not an open invitation to discuss the validity of any other system. We love the block button.

♡🫶We love respectful asks! They're easier to answer than DMs.

🚫DNF🚫

▪︎Homophobes ▪︎Racists ▪︎Pluralphobes ▪︎Anti-endos ▪︎ People who generally are going to bring bad vibes.

🌈Our Favorite Posts🌈

What Is Plurality?

Updated 4/8/24 (💚)

[tewwor-moving]

a spin on fantasy interaction call — no, i don't have a set location / name for where they originated from. no, i'm not well versed with olden titles and hierarchies. but i'm still throwing this out there to let my creativity vibe. more details are linked here!

like and/or specify whomst you'd like to arrive on your dash!

holster aka holt — cowboy that wrangles assholes who poach unicorns & caretaker / protector of said unicorns, tall big lady with welcome to the gun show vibes ( her arms ), loud talker, messy eater, woman lover, doesn’t actually own a holster since she uses her fists to solve problems

osane the disruptor — bard meets knight personified, has a kickass voice that can invoke visceral truths and reactions, magic revolves around anything sound related and can actually break the sound barrier, her unicorn companion sings along with her, her armor’s known for having spikes along the helm, you won’t want to miss their legendary duet

verse — misunderstood banshee, look guys she's just really pale okay - she's not actually a specter, sure her songs can be eerie but they can also be comforting to loved ones, god fearing townsfolk sic hunters on her all the time, weird hobbyists want to add her to their collection, she's just trying to live a life without having to run constantly

walter — royally ticked off vampire, owns a seriously grimy inn for travelers from all walks of life, criminals are his highest payers for discretion because he knows when to keep his mouth shut, doesn't want to know more than what's necessary, hates most people, no one knows if he's actually trying to keep the business running or not

saul — shadow entity sometimes mistaken for a god, they protect those that have been prayed for, does not take kindly to assholes who think they can summon/bind saul to do their stupid bidding, sometimes a handsome person, other times just a critter, likes to try new snacks even though they don't need to eat

hyeonwoo — angelic parasite at it once again! globe trotter trying to repress the urge to eat the innocent / holy while also searching for answers as to what they've become, a wolf in sheep's clothing that consumes other wolves

[snickerdoodlles]

Big is older than Kim so now he accidentally has a little brother. Someone send this child to bed and make him eat his vegetables. He’s not concerned, he just needs Kim in top shape for bitching and murder!!

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I don't see that personally? Kim does have ultimate little brother energy. he is THE baby of the family. Porsche sees him and goes "oooh new brother" in 2 seconds flat while Kim sputters confusedly in the back. I have a group of college seniors and peers who adopted the shy lonely angry kid in mind for Kim always, and Tortoise and I once came up with a whole roster of old/older neighbors on Kim's floor who dote on him. he just has that vibe 🤏

but Big doesn't have a caretaker bone in his whole body. not even caretaker cartilage. he's one of the best protectors! but he doesn't read as a caretaker to me.

I do think that of all the bodyguards, Big's the only one who doesn't mind Kim duty (he sat through like two sittings of Kim grilling him on Kinn's security before he realized Kim just wants Kinn safe and hey, he wants that too!). I think he does also want Kim safe, but that's mostly rationalized as wanting Kinn's-little-brother-whom-Kinn-deeply-cares-for safe vs any specific feelings he himself holds for Kim, and it doesn't really come out in the form of Big looking out for Kim's personal or day-to-day well-being, but rather Big helping Kim scheme and snoop. and I think of all the guards, Big is the only one Kim can stand (except for maybe, maybe Arm too, only on account that Khun really likes him and he's a decent enough informant) (Porsche doesn't count as a guard, obvs, which is something Big agrees with him on though their reasonings are different). I think that shoving them together has lots of fun opportunities for them to realize they actually respect and even kinda like the other, I just like even more when they don't have the faintest clue what to do with it. talk to each other? increased interaction? admit it? fuck no.

also it's just really funny to me if these two (emotionally repressed idiots) are in their weird limbo of not being able to label their feelings on That-Guy-I-Definitely-Don't-Care-About-But-Kinda-Respect-And-At-Least-Don't-Want-Dead (a high compliment considering their lifestyle tbh, not that they mean it that way either), then someone (read: Khun) drops the bomb "awww you made a friend!" on Kim.

Kim: what the fuck?! no I didn't! hold on, I'm texting Big this bullshit right now

(Big: what the fuck you are not my friend???

Kim shoving his phone in Khun's face: SEE!!!)

[south-sea]

fooling around with this guy's design some, because i realized i can't actually call him a metal sonic

it's Complicated because in terms of character, he's meant to be an alternate of second chance metal, so in my mind he registers as the same core character. but in this AU, he's not made by eggman, much less even in the image of sonic, and at that point that's literally not even metal sonic anymore, that's just an OC. so while i don't claim this to be an ~original design~ or anything, tagging him as the character feels disingenuous, so i'm going with "metal medic" from here on out.

some expanded design notes on this guy:

"bigger ears and rounded corners": he's made in the image of shadow purely for the sake of being his caretaker/companion. the goal was to provide someone his size/general shape to help keep him comfortable. (someone in the tags of a previous post about this AU likened him to baymax and tbh that is Exactly the intended vibe. you get me.)

"no use for a turbine or even a back jet"/"padded finger tips instead of claws": originally i had in mind that he'd still have a much smaller jet or something on his back, but the more i thought about it, the less necessary that seemed. given his role is that of a caretaker, he was not designed with speed or combat in mind. at most, he's got built-in heelys just to be a little quicker than average and not make a huge racket as he's walking through the halls and such.

"made from cheaper material with crude plating": the resources available to his creators were not up to the same standard as the regular sonic universe. it's a wonder he functions at all. he's scrapped together with visible bolts, flimsy hinges, uneven plating, and his power depletes incredibly fast. they had limited options when it came to color, hence the lack of red to mimic shadow's stripes (much less the medical cross tackily slapped right there on his forehead).

(i did take some inspiration from my own shadow android design, such as the bulkier arms, but it's surprisingly difficult to design a robot made in the image of shadow, that still reads like an alternate metal sonic, without making him look exactly like a shadow android or just regular metal sonic. like, at his core he's still supposed to be "second chance metal but to the left", so looking like regular metal is still kind of intentional, it's just, his background is so completely removed from canon that it's weird to still call him a metal sonic, you know?)

in terms of personality/function:

he's considerably more Robot than even canon metal, in that he's coded to operate within a specific set of parameters and limited free will. he has his purpose and goals already predetermined, and his feelings are more or less the same. so, contrary to second chance metal, he is fully obligated to care for his shadow and knows nothing else.

his logic is more akin to gemerl's in that he takes his objectives very literally. when he finally decides it's in the best interest of shadow's health to escape the facility with him, it comes from a place of logic, though it can be argued there's also genuine care/warmth there, just like gemerl's bond with cream. his creators maybe shouldn't have coded him with such a strong sense of care for shadow if they didn't want to be betrayed. (or maybe that's exactly what they intended :) who knows)

given he's meant to be a more personable caretaker, he's considerably more expressive both in gestures and eye animations. he's more "playful" than "bubbly", and more "careful" than "patient".

he isn't incapable of causing harm in the interest of protecting shadow, and it's not like it goes against his coding to cause harm in general, but he's not very good at fighting. shadow is very much the actual protector in this case; metal tends to get underfoot more than not once they're free.

he is completely mute and has no means to communicate beyond simple nods/head shakes/thumbs up or downs. he was not coded with the capacity to learn sign language or emulate words. in general, his coding does not allow for the same depth of self-learning like canon or second chance metal.