#this one is a real spider! its big as fuck! and too high up to reach!

[austinsastrology8991]

> Saturn ASPECTS < and why you ain't getting the respect you deserve Saturn puts you in shitty cycles/ patterns to make you; by breaking you > and when you inevitably return to these struggles, you'll realise you've mastered his circuits

yes i had break, im back now. so get over it.

Saturn aspecting Sun - loosen up. but everytime you do, something else fucks up. so now your the most rigid person. its hard to have a good time with yall, because you take things so seriously, but damn do you exceed when shit needs to be taken seriously - because your so careful in your movements 🚶‍♂️. they tend to have a habit of stating the obvious then smirking about it, which is so confusing because like we all knew that, but why you acting like you did something? this type of shit is why people struggle to chill around you, but ill ask for your advice about real shit because your obsessed with being an authority and like thats the only way to approach you guys without getting iced by you Saturn aspecting Moon - Stop crying. oh wait i meant to say; start crying. jesus you got some fucked up villainous back story but your stone walling everyone because it hurts too much to even open up to anyone. because i mean whats the point? if everyone is just going to tell you "its going to be okay" when you never feel okay. feels bad man, and you know better than most how bad feels.. man.. so i guess saturn wants you to accept how cruel the world is, and how that affects everyone, so you are more prepared for bad circumstances then most. hardly a positive spin, ik.. but its to prepare you for your future. and you have no idea why you must go through so much pain - but there is a reason, and it will become clear later, so better utilize that energy to your benefit; because its just another one of saturns bitch cycles

Saturn aspecting Mercury - when you speak, people try there best to one up you, but your a master at it by now > passive aggressive, or authoritative - who gives a fuck if you belittle the other person, because i mean if your right, then you right. so better off writing it into reality, rather than watch everyone clown around with the wrong answers. but speaking ths way to others, really does make it hard to talk to you, even if you right, your just a fkn asshole. so honestyl. stop trying to figure out the right answer, and think about whats the right thing to say. stop pretending to be an authoritative speaker if no one even wanna listen to you, and start owning what you say more. Saturn aspecting Venus - joecly flores on repeat. okay i get it. you dont believe in love, because you see it how it is. well. its not actually how it is. youve ruined all your chances of anyone ever gonna love you because you think being all cold and mysterious is attractive (and it can be) but i mean who tf wanna love someone like that. its like riding a bike uphill. i mean i dont wanna do that. like these people are always attractive, but their attitude is so hard to ignore, its like trynna make a spider smile. thats why people reject you more than anythng else. and Ik that your just trying to find the real ones, but guess what, everyone that ever talked to you/ flirted with you, liked you.... oh thats too shallow or optimistic? my bad Saturn aspecting Mars - I never do anythng right ;(((((( well you actually do a lot right, but your always doing too much. your so obssessed with perfection and being a high achever that you've forgotten everything you've achieved becayse your so focused on the next one. if you just reflected on how much you work; in comparison to most, youd realize you are big achiever, and you dont understand reality as well as you think. well okay you do undersatnd reality extremely well (because you try so damn hard lol) but you've lost your sense of self because you still dont think your worth it till you achieve the next thing- hence the cycle of working yo ass off - but hey you'll achieve a lot, you just need to perfect your perfectionistic tendencies -then youll finally be perfect! (get it) Saturn aspecting Jupiter - i think this aspect is one of the coldest. because these people try so hard, but get no where for the majority of their life. till they change perspectives and realize if they try harded else where, they'd get launched into success. i mean the amount of people who are successful - and i mean hugely successful > have this aspect - and everytime it was due to massive luck. however only they could grasp the 'lucky' opportunity, and that initself makes their achievements so much cooler than others. remember its jupiter, so all your 'hardships' inevitably become your greatest 'luck'. the white guy from 'sean of the dead' has this, and look at how much he impacted movies in general... jus saying mad props to that guy and to yall

Saturn aspecting Uranus - okay these guys are outcasted from society hard, due to some bullshit, but when they get recasted back into civilization they become someone who can change society at large- but its gonna take so much work... their perspective has been molded differently to most because they've been alone for so long. they have strange ideas that somehow work into tangible assets. perfect example : eminem - i mean hes basically best case scenario with this aspect, but hey why not try for best case scenario? but then again he made that hamster song... so i mean not always best case scenario... THats the price of neglect you could say lmao. Saturn aspecting Neptune - your imagination is your greatest challenge but also the key to your ultimate glory. like Michael Jordan had this aspect and well he was hella delusional. until he wasnt.... but its hard to say how much this benefited him... because both stages of his life - pre glory - and; glory - he was heavily isolated from everyone, and (likely) suffered in seclusion, by placing so much importance on his dreams. saturn wants you to master the 'spiritual world' i.e. imagination and dreams, and this causes anxiety that their dreams will just be dreams. which is what makes them put so much effort into it becoming real... then they realize the price of it all when its too late. so just make sure your aware of what your manifesting because if anyone can make it, its you. (achieving ur dreams) Saturn aspecting Pluto - how powerless do you feel. you do realize people can see how thirsty you are for respect/power, because they can sense your insecurity from past exepriences, and thats why your easy to play with. but do not worry. you will attain true power with enough effort. not just a bullshit image of power. because you've been pushed into the most vile trials to have ever have existed, and its only so that when you become someone powerful, you utilize your power properly, and do not step on others, because you know damn well how much it hurts to be stepped on. so your power is > saturn. your trials are so intense, and you're basically broken, but things that are broken know how to cut others (like broken glass). and well saturn wants you to master this > pluto > the darkness. and it makes reaching the top so much more palpable, because you'd feel like you earnt it. but you can make others insecure about what youve overcame so you better be humble, or saturn will fuck you. no honour among thieves, and we know you experienced that, but the kings play different, and you gotta adapt or saturn will flatten you.

[softgrungeprophet]

Radiant Black Rundown

(aka: Nadia is going to make a rec post for something that isn't Spider-Man or Spider-Man adjacent for once)

(aka "Please read Radiant Black")

(Radiant Black #10)

This is all subjective, obviously, but for me...

Positives:

All the characters are adults, ranging from their 20s (Eva), to 30s (Nathan, Marshall, Satomi), to 50s or 60s (Wendell)

The characters are specific. They have specific personalities, backgrounds, priorities and expertise. They are people with emotions and flaws and lives.

The main characters (Nathan and Marshall) are codependent vaguely homoerotic best friends with a slightly imbalanced dedication to one another (unrequited love?), plus some jealousy (drama!)

Despite occasional clunkiness, does a decent job at mixing humor and seriousness, angst, drama, etc. "Are you an angel?" "No, ma'am, I'm a millennial" did make me laugh.

Diverse characters and creators: Some co-writers include (but are not limited to) Cherish Chen, Melissa Flores, streamer Meghan Camarena, and Chicago local Laurence Holmes, and they're all very skilled at collaborating with each other and with Kyle to breathe life into the characters and their motivations.

And all of the Radiants are brunettes! (lol)

Not a lot of crossovers (basically none) despite being part of a larger universe (the Massive-verse), and not a ton of issue hopscotch (still some).

The stakes are often very personal (most of the time). These characters may have to save the world but they're also all kind of fuck-ups in some way, and are still mostly dealing with their personal and private lives and loved ones, which grounds it.

"Officially," only Eva is queer (afaik) but to me, Marshall also reads as pretty strongly gay or bi-coded, and Satomi gives off some kind of gender thing (to me). With a mix of actual queer WLW/lesbian romance in Radiant Pink and some interesting subtext in the main Radiant Black comics, plus whatever Radiant Red's got going on, I think there's a lot to sink your teeth into in that regard, or at least to go "AUGH" about LOL

Also there's real cool art—

(Radiant Black #17)

(Radiant Black #10)

(RB #10 again — issue 10 whips ass, okay? I have the UV-reactive fluorescent ink printing of this issue... and I don't own a blacklight, unfortunately 😂)

(Costa is the main artist for all of the above panels, with colors by Triona Farrell (#17) and Igor Monti (#10), but I'm a big fan of Ferigato's pencils on the Marshall-focused issues too, plus Lafuente and Muerto's work in Radiant Red is killerrrrrr)

Neutrals:

All the Radiants' eye markings are animated/emotive (except Yellow). Personally, I'm mixed on expressive masks and helmets. (Big shock, I know 😂) I don't dislike the animated eyes, and I get why they're useful, but I prefer the less animated helmet "faces" so far.

Cosmic world-saving stuff — If you know me, you know I tend to prefer street-level superhero stuff, but I think the high-stakes action works in Radiant Black because it's still grounded in the personal and still has that street-level element, so I'm not too bothered by this. (I also like sci-fi, which helps)

Negatives:

Some people over-emphasize just how groundbreaking and different Radiant Black actually is. Like I get it, hype it up, but sometimes it is a little funny to be like "this has never been done before!" and it's like, idk about that 😂

Occasionally it does lean a little into referential humor and quips, but it's got plenty of actually funny jokes, and the dialogue flows naturally most of the time and isn't just a vessel for snappy one-liners, thank God. But if you're like me, sometimes you may roll your eyes.

It takes some time to find its feet (imo), but even then it's still generally engaging. To me, issues 9 and 10 are where it really hits its stride and not long after that is where it takes off running.

There is some issue/series hopping — While there's not a ton of issue hopping, there are some minor details that make more sense if you have read some of the auxiliary issues/miniseries. Luckily, it's not a huge amount of reading.

Prison is where you go to atone 🤡 I didn't like it in Spider-Man: Redemption and I don't like it here lol but Eva seemed unimpressed in volume 4, so I'm hoping it'll have some nuance as I catch up.

Wonky numbering. It's not too bad (and if you read the trade paperbacks, it's a non-issue) but there is a plot thing that happens that means all the issues after #24 (until #30 and #30.5, afaik) have special numbering

(Radiant Black #11)

Radiant Reading List:

Note: here is a really great, in-depth, incredibly precise Massive-verse reading list put together by a fan — It has issue-by-issue and page-by-page instructions for the real chronology sickos out there, and is just a generally fantastic resource/timeline reference.

But here is my personal (way less precise) reading list for Radiant Black plus its auxiliaries, minus all the other stuff:

Radiant Black v. 1 (#1-6)

Radiant Black v. 2 (#7-12)*

Shift #1-4 (not #5)*

Radiant Red (#1-5)*

Supermassive (2022)**

Radiant Black v. 3 (#13-18)

Radiant Black v. 4 (#19-24)

Radiant Pink (#1-5)***

Supermassive (2023)

Radiant Black v. 5 (#25-27.5)

Radiant Black v. 6 (#28-30.5) (issues #30 and #30.5 will be out in October 2024, so volume 6 tpb probably not until the holidays if I had to guess... unfortunately for me 😂)

Shift #5****

Supermassive (2024)****

Notes:

*Okay, so.... parts of Shift and Radiant Red technically occur simultaneously w/ each other and also overlap some w/ Radiant Black #9 and #10, so you probably actually want to stop at Radiant Black #9, then do Shift and Radiant Red, and then return to Radiant Black at #10, but in my opinion, all that really matters is you read Shift before Radiant Red, whether you slot them between Radiant Black issues 9 and 10, or just read whole trades at a time, whichever you find more practical or convenient. I... did both lol

That being said: don't read Shift #5 until… later, as it was a very recent addition for the Shift collected edition and takes place significantly later in the main plot.

**Supermassive 2022 is a pretty simple single issue crossover mini-event/annual with Inferno Girl Red and Rogue Sun, and doesn't really require reading the others' stories nor does it really affect any real plot, but it does offer a tiny bit of context to Radiant Black's main storyline that I found kind of crucial lol — like is it Necessary? No. Does it clarify one (1) little detail? Yes.

***Radiant Pink can probably be read at any point after Radiant Black issue #12, but I happen to be reading it in this order lol

****The in-depth Massive-verse reading guide I linked earlier says to read Shift #5 in the middle of Radiant Black #28.5 and Supermassive 2024 between Radiant Black #29.5 and #30, so ideally... during volume 6, but since 30 and 30.5 aren't even out yet... well. Good luck!

After 30.5 is out I believe the Radiant Black team will be taking a hiatus iirc, which is reasonable.

There is not yet a Radiant Yellow mini, and idk when one will be released. There have been a couple of delays in the Massive-verse over the past year or so, for a variety of reasons (it's massive!), and I'm guessing Yellow's solo got pushed back. Hopefully it will be out sooner rather than later but we'll see! Obviously the teams creating all of this have been working their asses off so, you know, it happens LOL

Personally I'm subscribed to Kyle's newsletter, which is probably one of the best ways to get updates. It can and often does contain spoilers, but you can do what I do and just scroll really fast past them lol

In practice you can just mainline Radiant Black and ignore everything else and be fine, but I think the other Radiants, Shift and Supermassive offer useful context as far as character motivation and juicy stuff like that goes— Especially since Shift deals with the origins of multiple antagonists, and Radiant Red has some main plot implications for Satomi. Useful to know, etc.

Anyway. That got long, but hopefully not too long to be useful.

Stay Radiant ⦵

(Radiant Red #3)

[hazbinshusk]

restraint and toys for angel dust? 💝

ooh, my first angel ask... let's see how I go with my favorite spider bb... (some mentions of the abuse he faces in the studio)

restraint — do they like being restrained? do they like restraining their partner(s)? are they into softer bondage or more hardcore BDSM?

bdsm is a tricky thing for angel in that he needs to fully trust a partner in order to really enjoy it. bondage is just such a go-to kink in the studio that his views of it can get a little skewed.

angel enjoys being tied up by the right partner, and part of that is he always has a secret safety to fall back on with his third set of arms - if it gets to be too much, he can untie/uncuff himself without needing his partner's permission. he would get punished for pulling a stunt like that in the studio, but husk (and you) would praise him for taking what he needs (especially if its a way to stop when things become too much), and this has been a big part of reclaiming the kink for his own enjoyment.

he especially likes it when he's so burnt out and overwhelmed by shit valentino pulls that he can use it to stop himself thinking - he doesn't have to be in the right pose or doing the right things with his body. a partner like husk will make the bondage all about angel, not them, and he can just let go and feel everything without needing to panic about giving back.

angel isn't given a lot of chances to dom, but its something he likes to dabble in every now and then. tying up husk (and again, knowing that husk has an out even without his permission thanks to his life experience as a magician) and getting to pace himself in whatever ways he wants is so much fun for him. angel definitely goes soft dom with it, all teasing and taking his time because he can just take by experiencing his partner's body.

and, well... sharing a third partner (like you, cough) with husk? having either one of you tied up while he and the other play? oh, he's going to have so much fun.

toys — do they own sex toys? how often do they use them? do they prefer using them on themselves or their partner(s)?

you don't become the most famous porn star in hell without amassing quite the collection for yourself.

he (of course) throws away all the ones sent to him as gifts by fans, but he's endorsed plenty that have resulted in free testers.

seriously, the only people in hell who have a more impressive collection than him are probably fizz and ozzie and they design the damn things.

since moving into the hotel he uses them more often than he used to - he often prefers an actual body for his release (or to use a toy with a partner), but now that he's (mostly) sober, he doesn't want the temptations that go hand in hand with fucking strangers. his sex drive is naturally high, and he often doesn't get a real orgasm at work, so toys are the quickest way to finally get the release he needs.

vibrators, dildos, plugs, cock rings, and then toys for partners like gags, he's got them all tucked away in his room. Niffty isn't allowed in his wardrobe for this exact reason.

send me a headcanon prompt and a character (blitz, stolas, husk, angel)

[carnivalcarriondiscarded]

there is another one in the hallway. lets just burn the world, let life start over. maybe this time spiders wont evolve

why do spiders exist and how can i get rid of them. permanently. with no damage to the ecosystem just cut and delete

[biolizardboils]

so heads up! im popping a LOT of Prime Season 3 posts into the queue--they'll start coming out one week from now, on January 22nd! if you can see this post and haven't watched it yet, here's some tags to block: #prime spoilers, #sonic prime spoilers, #sonic prime s3 spoilers, #sonic prime season 3 spoilers.

got all that? great! here's my final unorganized little rambles about the show:

shoutout to Rusty Rose's Birdie, who only appears in the very first and very last eps for some reason 😭 her speech about it not being her power source came outta nowhere too, but i loved the message behind it

when everyone arrives at the Grim, just before the ep ends, Nine starts breathing heavily and it. instantly reminded me of Movie!Tails when the bar was calling them freaks. fuck. its a nice reminder of where Nine's coming from

speaking of Nine his poses getting more unhinged over time!! hell yeah

i love that the final fight(s) felt like a kid smashing 3 different Lego sets together, real Robot Pirate Island shit

i laughed a little too hard when the Grim's dome started closing in cus Nine's citadel-thing already reminded me of a thing that happened in Fortnite once, but hell naw they had to add The Storm too sdfghj

METAL BIG DESTROYED ME LJKHGFDV im SO glad i wasnt spoiled about it!!! a while in i started finding it creepy instead of funny, which is an added bonus

i was spoiled about the Advance flashback and its clashing sprites though. the utter whiplash of seeing that without warning mightve made me choke on my hot cheeto puffs. someone's already remade it btw, check it out

i fistpumped at the small reprise of "me beauty" gfhjk ill miss you so much Dread

we're four years into the 2020's and Sonic has nearly died an agonizingly slow death 3 times in 3 different continuities! and dare i say it was delicious every time >:)

unless Word of God says otherwise I'm gonna assume that the giant shadow at the end was The Return Of Metal Big lpoihgfds

So... Twitter, huh? My spoiler filters there had some leaks, and I saw some discussion out of context that... actually made me kinda scared to finish the show. But then I did, and had fun with it just like the other two seasons, and I remembered that Twitter gets high-strung about things that don't matter so much, and that giving it sway over how much I enjoy things is silly lol.

Yes, I think the last season could've been paced differently so it wasn't 5 episodes of the same Final Boss Fight. Yes, I think the writing switches jarringly between gearing for a young new audience and for a seasoned old one. Yes, I think the 2D flashbacks look and move worse than what fans constantly make for free. Yes, I think the final episode doesn't do nearly as much housekeeping as it should (does the Shatterverse still exist or not??). Yes, I think declaring the show is canon to the games or whatever they said probably wasn't the best idea. And yes, I think Black Rose should've had a shoulder-parrot!Birdie to match the other Amys. All valid critiques! All sensible things to think when you've been around the Sonic bush!

But I swear to god, people on Twitter act like these things spoil the whole package. Where's the nuance? Why does every opinion there become an absolute worth tearing others down for? Is it the character limit? I bet it's the character limit.

There's so much I love about this show that were infeasible for the Sonic brand just 3-4 years ago. Externalizing the characters' facets to explore them in-depth. Said exploration spanning multiple episodes instead of being one-and-done. The sheer amount of genuine Sonadow food (and I don't actively do shipping, so me adding it here should hold a lot of weight). The snappy, playful, yet blistering fight scenes that, dare I say, feel like a successful TV-budget Spider-Verse. It was all so much fun!

But I guess stuff like Green Hill being the gang's "home" is a big deal-breaker?? Like?? I thought that was silly too, but not worth ratio'ing people with Mickey Mouse Clubhouse over? Get well soon, I guess??

Rambling over, shout-out to the entire country of Canada for giving me the most fun I've had with a Sonic show since X! I'm gonna go figure out how to address all this as The End lol

[onskepa]

Unlista chapter 1

Hey hey hey!! here is where the series begins! Had to re-write this a couple of times! Hopefully this is good! Enjoy! <3 Uniltsa series

[first pov]

I expected a light, I expected some holy gate to heaven or if some miracle, the hospital. But instead, I opened my eyes to see metallic walls and floors, full of lights in weird styles. Funny enough I dont have a headache despite being hit by a truck. Still, looking around I immediately notice, this isn't some health facility. This doesn't look remotely like anything I know at all! Looking down at my hands and legs, its my body, I am still the same me, thats good. So, where the fuck am I?

Looking down, I almost screamed the top of my lungs. There is a big, blue giant thing in the same room as me. Quickly yet quietly I moved to the farthest part of the room. Honestly I should be screaming but who out there will help me? Am I being kidnapped?! Nothing made sense to me. My head was delirious and I am just assuming so much none sense in my brain.

Suddenly the blue thing moved and groaned and muttered something under its breathe. So it talks?

"ean...? up already? thats new" that voice.......there is no freaking way.....

I couldnt help it, my mouth moved on its own, "l-lo'ak...?".

The blue being sat up, rubbing his eyes and yawning. The familiar hair style, the voice, the clothing, the FREAKING STRIPES!!

"yeah?" he responds. I just stared at him. Getting a good look at his face. He is real. Lo'ak is real. Getting closer to him I was just amazed. If lo'ak is real then.....

Quickly I ran out of the room and out into the unknown facility. Cold metal everywhere, high tech computers, holograms, sci-fi looking stuff everywhere! It was a lot in one sight.

[third pov]

The girl could help but laugh. Laugh like was some joke to her. Many of the science guys turns to stare at her. Confused, norm stepped closer to her. "hey....you ok? lo'ak said some joke of the century or what?" he asked but the girl kept laugh. Lo'ak stepped out of the room being just as confused as the rest.

"I take she had a good sleep??" another familiar voice was heard. Spider, walking up to the three. He looked down to see his friend laughing, not like something was funny, but laughing like there is something she cant believe.

She stopped laughing and quickly got up. "I NEED A MINUTE!!" she shouted and ran back in her room.

"is she having her-"

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!!"

"nope too early to deal with this" norm held his hands up and left. That left lo'ak and spider looking at each other in confusion. This is definitely out of the range of what their friend does. Spider feeling concerned knocked on the door, "hey uniltsa? you ok?" he asks. No answer. Turning to lo'ak who shrugged his shoulders. Before anything else is said, the doors opened once more, with their friend wide eyes.

"w-what did you say?" she asks nervously. "uniltsa? you know we call you that since forever" lo'ak provides.

[first pov]

ok ok. Uniltsa. A nick name. Same with spider. I can go with that. I dont know if my name is the same in this world. "y-yeah" i muttered out. Taking a deep breathe I tried to keep my cool. "haha sorry, I honestly dont know what happened to me. I guess I must have had a crazy dream last night" I laughed it out scratching my head. They seem to buy it. "just give me a another minute to change yeah?" I shut the door once more and looked around for whatever clothes there might be. In a box at the corner were....stuff? There were what I guess are loinclothes and tops with beads and feathers. Did this world me dressed like a na'vi? like spider? There were still things I am so confused about but I just gotta roll with it.

Putting some of the......clothes on, I felt super naked. I remember that na'vi don't care much of exposed body, but still! I looked at a mirror for the first time. I dont look all that different from real world me. Speaking of, what happened to my body? are my parents ok? Parents? do I have parents in this world? Taking a deep sigh once more I collected myself again. I think I look fine enough.

Leaving the room to see lo'ak and spider chatting. "So you finally calmed down with whatever was going on?" lo'ak asked me. So crazy he is talking me. "Y-yeah, I'm good!" I quickly responded. Not much of a reaction with what I am wearing. I take it that is a good sign.

"well ready to go? we're gonna miss breakfast" lo'ak said as he grabs my hand. The size was massively big. Seeing him on the tv screen is one thing, but to have him in front of me and really feel his hand. Wow.

[third pov]

Uniltsa, as they called her that, was confused but did her best not to show it. Lo'ak grabbed her hand and lead the way out. She noticed they were heading towards the exit of the laboratory. Remembering clearly from the movies, the pandora air was toxic to humans. Where as the masks. Why isnt spider getting a mask? Scared deep down, she took a deep breathe and the doors open to the outside world.

She closed her eyes, waiting for something, but that something never came. She opened her mouth, letting the pandora air flow in her lungs. Uniltsa wasn't gasping, not short of breathe, nothing. Nothing like how she remembered from the films. Something changed for sure.

Spider took a deep breathe, soaking in the sun and the fauna. "Damn, your invention never fails uniltsa. Come on, I know tuk is the gonna get the good ones before we make it!" spider says as he makes a run for it. Lo'ak shouted after him, and before uniltsa knew it, lo'ak picked her up in his arms and ran to meet up with spider.

Uniltsa make a squeaking sound. Lo'ak picked her up. Lo'ak is carrying her in his arms like she weighs nothing, Lo'ak who is real, breathing, living, his skin she can touch.

As he ran, uniltsa looked all over their surrounding. The trees, the plants, the insects, the sky, the water, the flower, all of it. It was real. Pandora is real. If this is truly a dream, uniltsa wishes to never wake up.

And that is it for chapter 1! chapter is definitely already in the works, wanna make this good for everyone! Hope you all enjoyed it! until next time!

Uniltsa = dream of, dream about, dream (that)

Taglist: @tojisleftarm

[distortionswife]

One of my weird ass dreams that are TMA related

Tws for clowns, spiders, bugs, mentions of skin ripping, spider eggs, wax people, markings, clocks, ticking, going insane, mention of holes in the floor

I accidentally wrote it as a statement so enjoy. There's visual aids.

— Title: A gameshow with yours truly —

First of all, it basically started with me in some kind of room, I’m unsure what kind of room it actually was, it had like a window that stuck out like \__/ and in the middle stood a big grandfather clock, one with those swinging pendulum esc things. It was like 4:02 a.m.

I don’t know why I was there at all, but for some reason I was compelled to knock on that damned clock. And no, not on the cabinet bit. Nahhh that’d be too bland or something, I had to knock on the glass of the actual clock, 10 times to be precise.

And when I did this, a smaller third white handle appeared. It started at the 6 and made it’s way to 12 oh so slowly, I felt less and less at ease the closer it got to that 12.

Time itself had stopped in the meantime and I could NOT escape, the door was simply painted on the wall, even though I could literally remember walking through it. I held the doorknob, but it wasn’t there.

I couldn’t look outside either, and I tried, trying to see if anyone was even there or if it was just me. But it was just the moonlight, an infinite meadow spreading. The white handle was at 7 by now and I honestly finally had my survival instinct kick in, still trying to find something to maybe break the windows, but the closer that damned handle got, the more the room seemed to be a decoy.

Once it hit 8, I could hear laughing, various people, all quietly and as if they were laughing at me. And so it started feeling like there were people watching me, mocking me.

It soon hit the 9 and I couldn’t see the clouds move anymore, they were stuck like some fancy painting.

So then I just waited for it, there was quite literally not any way out as it was either fake, or I was imagining it. Which is the same, but y’know. At least the door seemed real enough.

When it hit 10, the floorboards creaked and seemed more withered, while they were in quite the pristine condition when I stepped in. Now they had holes and splinters, all sorts of things skittering underneath.

I turned my face to the luxurious chair in the corner as it hit 11, as behind it there was a bookcase from which many books fell.

The chair was made of a skin looking leather, I didn’t really want to feel or think about it, but it probably was skin.

And then it hit 12, and all the sounds stopped at once, I remember just staring at it, the door to the cabinet slowly creaked open and I was grabbed with 8 pairs of hands and pulled in, blacking out for a moment and waking up in a very spacious area.

I was standing up high, on some kind of platform, I could see a window in the background and a jungle gym esc thing in front of me, the flooring looked like those puzzle piece mats they have for toddlers. It was strangely dark, there was a polka dot and stripe pattern on the wall. I tried to see who was behind the glass, to see who was watching, but I could barely see her.

Yeah, her, you can guess who I mean. A certain ringleader.

How did I know this was her? Because her voice blared from the few speakers placed around the area. She was excited about it and that honestly terrified  me.

Either way, I just listened and all I could think was oh fuck oh fuck oh fuck and not in the good way.

BECAUSE IF SHE IS EXCITED, ITS GONNA BE BAD.

I still remember what was said:

“ Ah! Look who’s finally awake! ” she quite literally giggled,

— and I would love that excitement if it weren’t ME that was in there. —

“We’re going to see how our lovely girl is going to do in this little show~”

The light’s flickered on and I finally saw the weird fucked up playground with half alive people. Why half alive? Because their skin was still attached, but only half. So they were in complete agony, and they were apparently promised to remain alive if they killed me. So you can guess what I had to do, if not, here was the lovely explanation of the way too excited Nikola:

“They have to get through our weird little- or well, it’s actually quite large.” She laughed again.  “Quite intimidating if I may say so, they might not even make it out!”

Everyone gave her a moment to laugh, she’s having fun, and we love her for it but it still makes me anxious.

So she continued after quite a psychotic laughing fit, “And they have to get through it alive~ Which isn’t guaranteed, but we’ll see how far they can get! Everyone is allowed to attack, because those who remain alive, will definitely survive after the show.”

Obviously not, but y’know, little gameshow survival test esc thing to see something??? Test something, probably.

Either way, a timer was ticking down slowly, she was encouraging me that violence was very much encouraged and would even make it more fun.

This convinced me it wasn’t only her that was watching, more on that later.

So she continues on how I would probably die, but it’d be a real something if I even made it through THIS room alive, let alone the entire thing, but maybe I was smarter than she thought. She then joked I was also the one easily distracted and lured by pretty lights so she doubted it.

She told me to make her proud and I was shoved off the high platform, landing on the softened floor of foam pads. There were like 7 fucking half skinned people, aggravated and very ready to kill me.

So I ran, finding something as I ran, it was on top of the humongous climbing jungle cube thing. ( See the aforementioned art )

But there was a metal pipe there and I just immediately grabbed it. From that view I could see the way ahead, it was around a corner and there was a ladder going to a higher platform. The half skinned ones were crawling their way up the jungle gym and I immediately figured I had to defend myself.

So I Elias Bouchard-ed this shit and committed brutal pipe murder.

It worked, and over the speakers I could hear Nikola absolutely Cheering

“ ALL OF THEM TOO ” she laughed excitedly, voice still booming through the speakers.

And I could hear Helen laughing, which is fun, totally. I don't know why she was here either, but we'll find out later.

Either way, I had a moment to look down at what I was wearing, and I was literally wearing a ringleader outfit, but just a cheap one, Halloween costume. It was apparently a gift, meant to ‘encourage’.

Then I just bolted it to the fucking ladder and I escaped section one.

The next was far worse, and I had a feeling Helen worked on it with her because it was very twisted, literally.

Everything was as if I was way too fucking drunk, everything moved and spun around. There were wax works that were apparently working like those angels from doctor Who, not moving when I looked at them while also needing to run to the end.

The path was full of holes to step into or trip over and I could NOT look away from them. We won’t talk about how there were ‘fun’ button pressing tiles that made blades and actual fucking scythes swing from the sides or the ceilings, or brought sharp poison tipped spikey squares up.

They would paralyze me.

Somehow I avoided ALL of that while finding a lighter, it had the web pattern engraved on it and I was fearing that another was here.

But I figured, ‘Hey, doesn’t fire melt waxworks?’ So I looked away until they all horrifyingly stood behind me and quickly turned around, clutching a piece of the broken flooring I still had, it was wood and burned well.

I threw it at them and they did all burn, with the HORRIBLE effect that I then found out that there were still alive people within, just coated in wax. Because there were horrifying screams as soon as they burned, still having their skin and all. I kind of watched for a moment, mostly in horror.

Hearing the same psychotic laughing fit come from the speakers as she went “SURPRIIIIIIIISE”

Absolute psycho, I still adore her.

So I go into the next room, once I finally got there, was a lot more… eerie. It was just quiet and I couldn’t really see anything beside from what little light the lighter gave me. But there were eyes looking back at me, trying to take the lighter away or snuff out the light.

So I just ran, and it turned out to be an endless hallway until I stopped and turned around after an hour, seeing a door.

I just went through it, no thought, and came to a room that makes me genuinely sick because it was filled with spider eggs.

But big ones.  

And I broke them, on accident, which wasn’t the worst thing, except for the millions of spiders trying to crawl onto me.

What was worse, is that I was soon chased down the room by a huge fucking spider creature. And yes it’s the one you’re thinking of.

So I ran as hard as I could, breaking more and more eggs and just trying not to look down. And I finally got out, and I just heard a very soft.

“ A break sounds good, they’ve been running so long.. “

But I didn’t trust the sinister laugh that came after, and I shouldn’t have, because the break I got...

It knocked me out and I woke up in a hospital bed, the bloody metal pipe on a cabinet, and my arms tied with leather bounds. A doctor came in and figured it was about time I arrived, seeing as I was clearly seeking this type of attention.

Do you remember Dr David?

I do.

I hate him.

THAT was him.

And in the moments he was away I eventually got out, seriously cutting up my wrists, but getting out and because I didn’t want to run around in such an outfit I got redressed in the one I was given, waiting with the pipe for Dear old David to return. I knocked him upon his head, but he didn’t get knocked out, simply saying

“ we’ve got a runner. "

And so here we are again, running… again.

Did I take Helen’s door? Without a second thought, and that was, as she claimed it to be, “My actual break”

And it was, she gave me tea and laughed at me for a bit, mostly saying which actions were stupid, and that she’d give the full explanation at the end.

If I’d make it.

But she had a feeling I could have. More so because of the instinct to kill if it meant I’d live. She found herself funny for giving me the pipe. Yes, she made a joke about the pipe not being just for old men.

And then she shoved me out through another door, and I was in…��London..? But I wasn’t me.

I was invisible, in a way, everyone I knew from there was simply talking about me behind my back, things like it was better I was gone, hoping I’d stay gone for once, just a nuisance, how stupid I was, all that. But way way worse.

And it kept going when I walked away, the voices following and I was honestly too tired to run, so I walked. Hands covering my ears as I tried to hit the others, simply phasing through them.

I’d find my way to the circus, as I know it, which got the response “ aww, they found their way back home… Just like a dog.” from a certain clown

( for context in one of my first dreams I stupidly walked into the circus and she's kind of been following me in the dreams that I have had )

I ignored it and kept walking, finding my way to be walking down. And I just turned around, nope, I wasn’t going there. Nope.

And that apparently did it, because there was ONE last confrontation, which was that goddamned anglerfish and the room that came after.

The anglerfish was easy, I just had to turn away and not get sucked in, then I landed in one final room. It felt infinite and had millions of clocks ticking at different moments. Breaking the clocks after 20 minutes worked.

And then the sight around me faded and I was simply left in a waiting room, or the room you wait in before you get an interview for an internship.

And I was called in.

And it was finally fucking over.

And there they all stood, all three of them, big smiles all around and just looking so proud.

And I didn’t know if that was an insult or compliment, but I just sighed and collapsed, being caught by our main girl, Nikola, in a hug.  A bit too tight but it was whatever.

Don't expect her to hug without hurting someone, if she even dares to do it in the first place.

I had apparently been away for 4 fucking months, that’s how long the entire ‘test’ had taken.

And it was designed for me, especially for me, and I passed it. There were all sorts of praises and then I got the critiques, compliments and many questions.

All three agreed that it was fun to watch, especially the murder parts, nobody expected it apparently, but it was a pleasant surprise according to all three.

Nikola's favorite part was the waxworks being melted.

Helen liked how I didn’t hesitate to go through the door she made, not realizing how much was her doing, the same with the other rooms, it gave her quite the ego boost.

They explained what was their idea and how fun it was to see me go through.

( I found it less fun, but I just imagine that it was because they had a lot of fun, probably were able to feed A LOT. )

And eventually it was just Anabelle who gave me something to drink because I deadass was about to pass out, and she talked the most. I was told to go home and celebrate... my last birthday? Since the rest would be spent here with them and maybe the others from the institute, but not if they had a say in it.

Well, both Helen and Anabelle said it’d be good to let me still go there.

So Anabelle brought me back to the clock with a grin and said “ You didn’t think I had absolutely nothing to do with your arrival? By now I figured you could’ve guessed~ ”

And I just nodded and she helped me through safely and I was home again, being told that I could only go back once, but if I wasn’t there after my birthday, they’d come get me anyway.

So we skip to my birthday, it was fun and apparently nobody questioned why I was gone, I got gifts that felt blurry but were good apparently.

And then I suddenly had a breakdown in a college level and filled classroom, talking about the clocks and I knocked 10 times on all 10 in the room, taking everyone to that place.

To Annabelle’s, where Helen and Nikola were too, and I didn’t realize what I did until they were all there. All 57 unaware, now terrified people.

And I just said, “Well, they can’t go back so I guess it can be considered a gift? I don’t have plans with them so just- go wild.”

And then I collapsed.

And I woke up with more marks, see the below sheet for reference. I also found out the entire thing was broadcast, like in BINARY.

— That's all folks ! —

Please tell me if you want me to post more dreams because I've got them all written down from the start, I'll just begin at where it all began, literally.

I can also make an au from this because I do have ideas for TMA aus but let me know!

[thegeminisage]

back at it with zelda...now with automaton in tow

Big Flower. its just like wind waker lol

i like the music in here! still kinda generic but at least it's pretty

dungeon is brutal. so many enter and exit points :(

are we fighting the boss early??? it kind of looks like the four swords boss

kind of a snoozefest tbh. electric blob op as fuck, that foght barely needed me at all

never really felt the need to use warp points around a dungeon before but now im glad i have them

FUCK this puzzle with the weighted platforms where you have to hit 2 switches at once. prior to now the game has only shown me this with armos so i thought you HAD to do itbwith arnos which meant even googling the armos puzzle in faron temple was no help. i had to dive into a full fucking walkthru

Big Flower round 2 a little more complex and fun

OH NO BIG SPIDER

how could i have forgotten gohma............but i have killed her before and can and will kill her again

MOTHERFUCKING EYE LASER????

ok got her. jesus fuck

FINALLY got another triangle. now i can summon a wizzrobe

FARORE??????????????

DIALOGUE FROM FUCKING FARORE? THREE GODDESSES ARE BACK AND THEY FUCKING TALK NOW??????

sorry did tri just say someone IMPRISONED the GODDESSES? the three goddesses? they fucking imprisoned them???????

this is crazy...the sanction looks so much like the ww pearls too...zeltik is gonna have so muxh to say if he isn't saying it already

fuck. these deku scrubs are real tiktok kids, akways chasing the next trend.......

ok, since i gotta quit soon i'm just gonna do a little sidequesting

soldier echo quest deeply cute. i HAVE always wondered why soldier uniforms were identical thanks for asking tri

WHITE STEED TIME. i did run up onto what i believe is the edge of the lost woods near this rift...

horse quest COMPLETE. i wonder now if i should have been doing these optional rifts before dungeons to level up...

might as well do another since there's one like right here

oh damn stilled sanctuary...this shit looks crazy

a rumor about a garmet that lets you talk to the CATS. fuckin hell yeah

omg i found thebgreat fairy...

jesus, good thing i'm flush with rupees. this shit is expensive. i wonder how high the upgrades go...

theres also another rift here lol so i might as well

ok, i actually wrote this like an hour ago and had to stop abruptly to cook so that's all!

[literaphobe]

[while speaking i'm pacing the room and walking up the walls and ceiling like a spider] i'm obsessed with the way you so successfully and compellingly create sexual tension. it's truly insane how good you are at creating that dense atmosphere, and i'm just scrolling my phone peeking and reading line by line waiting for the bubble to pop. you've heard of sexual tension you can cut with a knife, now get ready for "sexual tension so palpable that you need a diamond drill to even make a dent." that is tvl to me. you have to have a master's degree in yearning with a concentration in pining to write something half as magnetic as this. your brain is so big. reading this fic is like watching a beyblade battle, watching the two of them spin around each other in rapid circles at mach speed, like you KNOW it's going to end but how messy will the final blow be??

i also really appreciate how the majority of this fic is from adrien's pov! i feel like i don't see a lot of that (in the fic i'm finding anyways), so to find one with it, and one so well written and well characterized at that, is like striking gold. every line has me going "they WOULD fucking say that !" i also love how you make sure to specify that though alya, out of love, pushes marinette out of her comfort zone, she stops it all once she gets the sense that marinette is genuinely uncomfy. bc they r besties!!! and alya cares about marinette more than proving that she knows what's best for her!!

im showering you in flowers and giving u the big bouquet cn gave lb except you can keep all the flowers mwah!!!!!!!

anon I need you to know… this ask blew me away in ways that are barely comprehensible like just WOW. WOW!!!!!! thank you so much and also you have SUCH a way with words this is SUCH high praise but it’s also being delivered so eloquently and I am just SO CHARMED

thank you thank you THANK YOU so much for real. ive reread this ask multiple times and I know i will continue to do so in the future, along with all the amazing anons ive been getting recently 🥺🥺🥺

it’s genuinely SO nice and heart wrenching to know that all the love and yearning and tension and emotions and complicated feelings I put into tvl can be felt this palpably… thank you for understanding and FEELING and seeing my vision… gives u a diamond ring

also HEHEHE im so glad ur enjoying the adrien pov!! for tvl i just felt like it was apt and also i like the adrichat pov ^_^ its fun and cozy and silly! also functionally tvl!maribug has far more secrets and Knows more so having the audience spend more time w adrichat makes it easier to maintain the suspense HEHEHEHEH also im so glad u are enjoying the characterization!!!!! and also tvl alya’s nuance. i wanted to make it very clear that while she’s been acting up and scheming and unwinding -> because she’s being kept in the dark about a bunch of stuff too!! and as we know it DRIVES HER INSANE when marinette keeps secrets from her… still. i wanted to show that when push comes to shove she’s able to take a step back and protect marinette…

[hellonpluto]

The Amazing Spider-Man (2012) during-the-movie notes!! I'm posting this like 2-3 days after i watched the movie n made them

(These aren't analysis notes, to clarify! They're just my thoughts during the movie.)

-intro is alright. I supoose

-nvm that title card is SICK

-wittle boy

-ahhhhhh got got by the ol curtain trick

-what is that man hiding

-oh he's so cute when he's older!!!

-he's actually. Super pretty.

-lort they were getting at it

-pleas dont take a photo of lady without consent. Pleas. Ur so pretty dont do that

-fuck flash

-EUGENE

-yooo peter has TWO interests in these movies!! Photography and skateboards!!

-sleepy boy parker

-he has. Puppy dog eyes oh my fucking goddddd

-oh ok so gwen is main love interest. Word

-SPAGHETTI AND MEATBALLS HELL YEAH

-is peter. Ok. I think he needs to lie the fuck down

-uncle ben ready to throw down

-the einstein tounge photo is bonkers

-curt connors?

-PETER UR COOKED

-*sneaks into oscorp*

-*his crush is his tour guide*

-HES A LITTLE LIARRRR

-and he jusr ruined someone's career

-connor is ugly. Damn

-peter sooooo big brain!!!!

-mart peter moment

-gwen a real one

-this peter is so much more sneaky n shit

-i love it tbh

-peter u dumbbbbb

-ermm

-im scared

-bro is enamoured. enamored?

-"stay with the group" doesnt stay with the group.

-they didnt exaggerate the spiderbite scene this time :[

-CEILING TIME

-NOOOOO PETEEEEE

-he's so fuckinf confused 😭😭😭

-he's so me

-"why didnt you tell me you didnt like my meat loaf?" "Um..." "you could've said that to me 37 years ago! How many meat loaves have i made for you?"

-web in neck??? What??

-ayo

-ohhhh spider attached to web

-HIS FUCKING ALARM CLOCK

-HIS TOORHPASTE???

-HIS FACUEST??????

-THE DOOR HANDLE TOO??

-peter is insane in this movie. Got it.

-he's also chronically online

-HIS KEYBOARD

-he got the tumblr girlie thumb holes in his sleeves. Aw.

-"peter?"

-connor is cooked

-his arm!!! What happened!!!

-oh he's so silly

-oh snap

-oh shoot

-THE FUCKING HOOP?????

-uncle ben the menace

-OOIUUGHHHHHH

-parker actuallt got charisma in this one

-they so awkward . They so cute

-he does a lil skip!!!!

-i love the tech animation n design in these movies

-oughh oeter :[

-THE DUCKING DOOR???????

-NONONO

-UNCLE BEN NO NOT AGIAN PLEASE

-nooodjsiduahshnaxna

-uncle ben dead pt 2

-then gwen stacy hug

-spidey wall crawl

-fighting ring??

-cooking scene(suit design) pt 2

-aw what so he doesnt have the little fucked up web things in his wrists?

-"spandex. Spandex.... everything. Spandex."

-SPDIEY SUITTT

-acrusl sam reaction: "oh thays so cool!!" *cool ass shot in the suit* (in a more high pitched voice)"oH THATS SO COOL!!!!!!"

-god im so autistic

-mb

-but dude it was so duxking cool.

-goin in crotch-first. Sure

-"it isnt funny!!" "It is kinda funny 😏"

-the suit is soooo shiny in this movie .... i like it

-"ey watch it!!! I'm swingin ere!!!!!!!"

-honestly good on connor for not wanting to test on humans

-gwen stacy is trying so hard while peter is going thru the most insane genetic changes

-sorry but if i was having boy over i would not leave my hair up in a tight ponytail n headband. That's just a gateway to a headache

-is. Is connor ok

-erm

-peter oh boy

-bro is insulting his crush's dad 💀

-ew

-ew

-what rhe freak

-sparkly suit :]

-awwww floaty car scene

-what no

-"who are you?" "...Spider-Man."

-OUGHHHH

-Ohhh he and his gf are super duper mart. So she knows abt spider real quick!!! They can science it ..... together

-"not dressed up, he has transformed himself into a giant lizard." I love how he delivered that line

-ate

-ITS ONLY BEEN 6 MINUTES IM GOING INSANE

-ok he pull up

-i guess web down??

-ok he web down

-oooo thats freaky

-not the web bit but like. The fight im at rn

-NOOO OTHE CAMERAAAA NOOOOOOOOOOOO

-gwen is absolutely hilarious

-why kissy when need to heal wounds.

-PETA PPAEERKER says lizard connor

-bro has it out for a highschooler

-*pulls gwen in reaaaaal close* "im gonna throw you out a window now." "What?"

-proceeds to throw girlfriend crush lady thing

-"uh-oh! Someone has been a baaaad lizard ...."

-best stan lee cameo so far

-"gwen! Gwen! You mmmother hubbard... are you serious???"

-WHY IS GE VAKEX UP?????

-WHY???

-they set up the cranes for him!!!!

-yay!!!

-gwen dad . Dead

-bro got prison'd

[greypetrel]

❄️ and ⛅️ please! (And hello! C:)

Hi Mo, thank you!!

Ok, the second was difficult, I'll admit... Particularly because I'm overtly critical of my work and if you ask me what's my favourite piece I've drawn/written, I'll always answer "the next one".

Buuuut... Let's try it.

First is from next chapter, it's the one light moment of it and I am still considering whether to keep it. I quite like the dialogue in this too, I think.

Second, under the cut, is from Chapter 28 in Monster Fic, if you want to avoid the spoiler... But yeah I got a thing for Aisling and Radha quarrelling, they just hit each other the best.

❄️Share a snippet from a WIP of your choosing.

The same Dorian who is now skimpering back in the light of the camp, shoulders at ear level and a high-pitched whine in his throat, making a bee-line for Aisling with the air of a person who just stepped in something extremely unpleasant.

She’s sitting cross legged in front of the fire, consulting maps and tracing courses with Radha and Cassandra, and doesn’t need to be told anything by the Altus to shift around and spread her legs, outstretching her arms as if it was the most normal things in the world. By the way no one reacts to the scene, it could as well be. Dorian sits down heavily amidst them, with confidence surely dued to a friendship Cullen never really notice just how close-knitted was until now. Oh, he was told, but seeing them was different.

“What am I looking for?”

“I put my face in a spiderweb and I’m sure the fucking spider is still there. Please take it away, please.”

He sounds extremely distressed, his voice is higher, and the elf doesn’t wait to get to work, giggling as behind her Radha huffs and Cassandra lets out a disgusted noise just for show.

“I’m sure there’s nothing!” Aisling coos, fingers threading in his hair nevertheless, eyes kin on his head as she separates locks from locks.

“There is, I can feel it crawling!” He insists, shivering.

“And women are the weaker sex.” Cassandra snorts, but there’s amusement in her face, lips quirking upward as she observes the two, everyone taking it as a pause from the activities.

“I am sorry I wasn’t cut from stone as you and I mind having something with too many legs and too many eyes taking a walk on my head!” Dorian quips, piqued.

“Give Sparklers a break, Seeker, he had to peel his own grapes today, he needs to relax from so much exhertion!” Varric adds in, a laughter in his tone, and met suddenly with another disgusted noise.

“You should keep the spider, it’ll weave its web in your hair and you will stop complaining about mosquitoes.” Radha adds, moving a compass on the map and noting some numbers on a piece of paper, lips quirked up in a smile.

Aisling turns to pout at her, reproach in her eyes as her fingers keep working. It’s quick, just the time for her sister to notice and raise one eyebrow at her and the mage is back to the task.

“You all are not helping!” She complains, but there’s no real bitterness in her tone.

“Come on Lucky, we are! He’s not crying, look at him!”

“Of course he’s not, because there is no-” And with that she stops, eyes growing big and fingers stopping.

The whole of the party stops to look at her, expecting, making Dorian noticing and starting to pale considerably.

“What? What??” He asks, frantic, patting the outside of Aisling’s thigh with a purpose to make her talk.

“It’s… Ah, it’s nothing! I got distracted noticing just how much hair do you have and how thick it is…” Aisling quips back, grimacing as she picks something from the back of Dorian’s head with her right hand and retreats the hand keeping it as far from her body as she can. Her left keep on ruffling his hair in circular motions. “… and I hate you for that, you’re truly despicable. And there’s no spider here.”

She grew better at lying, even if her voice is cracking a little… As she looms with concern at the big fat hairy spider she is holding from a thick leg between her index and thumb. The creature is still alive, weaving all the legs around with a vengeance, and from the colour it’s easy to guess it’s not just any spider: it’s bright red and black, very visible and shiny in the firelight. She shakes her hand and glares at Radha without saying anything: but everything is apparently enough for the elf to understand, since she raises up the piece of paper she was writing onto so that the spider can be let fall on it. Briskly and minding to keep the paper well away from her body and the spider still on it, the rogue raises up and walks away from the camp, as silent as a mouse with her bare feet. Cassandra grimaces at the show, understanding it was something venomous, and Varric can’t contain chortling under his breath. Which instantly trips Dorian off even if Aisling returned to ruffle his hair, now mindlessly, with both hands.

🌤️Share your favorite piece of dialogue from your WIP.

“What do you want? How much will you ask until you believe we love and care for you, that you’ve been one of ours from the start, it never mattered that you weren’t born with us, and that we won’t abandon you, that we’re your family? How much more, Aisling?”

This is a low hit, and the lowest she could go. Aisling tho, refuses to cry.

“Do you think it’s easy for me?”

“I think it’s not as difficult as it should be, if at the first impediment you just run away.”

“I’m not running away. You don’t understand. You can’t understand.”

“What now? I can go back but you don’t? It sounds like nothing we did has ever mattered!”

“I can’t go back!” Aisling yells, stomping her foot and unwillingly willing the flames to burn hotter and more.

Radha steps back, hissing through her nose and avoiding the fire lapping forward. A moment, and she goes back to face her, unbothered by the outburst and just glaring at her.

“I don’t know who convinced you of this, but-”

“You know it too. I will never be able to go back, I will…” She snorts, tossing her arms to the side. “The Inquisition will never let me go. I won’t ever be able to leave because I have this-” She shows the Anchor, pouring a little bit of magic into it, just enough to have it glow green. “- and so I am needed here.”

“You could resign. Step back. You hate politics.”

“Yes, and then what?” She laughs, mirthlessly. “There’ll arrive another crazy overlord searching for this mark, and the clan won’t be able to stand the tide. I’m stepping back from them because it’s the only sensible thing I can do. Do you really think what happened in Wycome won’t happen again? Or that the next time it will all go smoothly as this one? Do you?”

[draculasstrawhat]

Honestly? I think they killed the goose.

It’s not just that I was really in to it, it was really good, for a while, at least. As an artistic project, phase one *fascinates* me.

Warning for length, below.

By 2008, Marvel had sold its heavy-hitting characters - Spider-Man to Sony, Hulk to Universal, and X-Men & Fantastic Four to Fox. This is like DC not having control of Superman and Batman, and not just that - having sold them to different studios. What it had left were a huge stable of B-and-below-list heroes, who had nothing like the cultural visibility of Spider-Man or the Hulk.

Meanwhile, DC have just started adapting Frank Miller’s take on Batman through WB with Batman Begins. In contrast to the recent offerings with Marvel characters (by other studios), which were heavily aimed at teens, this Batman is dark, gritty, and notably adult.

So what is Marvel to do? Well, they haul up their *own* traumatised, playboy, billionaire genius, and make a film about him. Sound business sense, right?

But tonally, what they do is quite interesting. They make him fun. Not “fun for kids” kinda fun, not “hide the trauma” kind of fun - while Batman has become haunted eyed, omnipotent and raspy voiced, Iron Man is a wise-cracking, alcoholic, and fragile. He gets a rock-and-roll soundtrack, and a chronic health condition (in a fantasy sort of way.)

And they update him! Now, I’ve got a lot of political problems with Iron Man in all his iterations, but they take a figure of Cold War anxiety and make him relevant and enmeshed in 21st century military concerns. Do I agree with it? No. Was it *smart*? Yes.

Was it interesting?

Well, a lot of people found it so.

So, then they get the rights back for The Hulk, and move on to that. Do they do they same?

No. What they make is, in the most part, a psychological thriller, and they get Ed fucking Norton to play the lead! A mistake, and a bridge too far for most Marvel fans, but a fascinating decision making process.

For Thor they get one of the most renowned (and FAMOUSLY horny) Shakespearian directors of his generation on board, and cast Hopkins and the Allfather. TFA is a straight-up, period piece, classic war movie, done with both tenderness and incredible commitment to the bit. Then for the lighter-toned, big action ensemble piece, you get Whedon to direct - whose star was at that point, very much at its height.

And it worked! I cannot stress how well it worked. At a time when everything seemed to be plunging in to grimdarkness, having something that was fun but moving, and *different* pop up once a year or so was incredible.

For a good while, it carried on like that. Every property was tonally different, and suited - in genre terms - specifically to the source material. The production values were excellent. Whenever the formula started to stale, they switched it up.

I genuinely think if it had continued at that pace, we’d still be getting incredible film and television, and people would still be deeply invested. It might have waxed and waned, but if it had been allowed to continue evolving, taking risks, giving characters real time and space…

Ah well.

Instead, it got too big to fail. Disney/Marvel didn’t want to risk big money on creating something like Guardians of the Galaxy - they already HAD Guardians of the Galaxy, they wanted to replicate that success as safely and cheaply as possible. They didn’t want to license Netflix to make an experimental 10 episode series about a character no-one outside of comics has heard of! They wanted something you were DEFINITELY going to watch with someone you already knew, on a platform they owned! They knew what people liked! It was all the stuff you’d already seen! There was no sense wasting the big bucks bringing in new viewers while the small bucks could maintain a captive audience. Don’t do anything high profile that might get review-bombed by angry, sexist nerds!

And so the death spiral began. Ropey CGI, naff scripts, actors phoning it in (sometimes literally, because SPOILERS!). Dumbing down because kids are the ones who buy the lunchboxes! Maybe we can get the big lump of gold out of the goose now, and be rich!

Eh, they killed it.

[angst-king]

A.K. prototype story

((This is a short story and not the full origin of my persona A.K/Angst King. But I wanted to share this)) ((CW gore & attempted murder))

"Not real? I'm.not…real?!" A chilling chuckle started to bubble up in the AI creature's throat, a wide grin tugged at his lips as he repeated.

"I'm not real?! I'm not real?! I'm.not. real?!" The being staggered closer as he stalked closer towards the group of scientists who backed away from him. Their bodies shook as they looked up wide-eyed in the dimly lit room. The voice from the creation began to glitch and crackle, and the lights in the room flickered in an unsteady rhythm.

"I'm not REAL?!"The chuckle turned into a cackle as the glowing red from his exposed eyes shined through. Right as he took another step he felt something collide with the back of his head, the cracking noise of his skull breaking echoed. He fell into the concrete wall and blood spattered against it. A larger scientist had come up from behind with a bat and began to wail at the sentient tech creature. He was smashing the wooden baseball bat into its skull, ramming away at it like he was trying to kill a spider. Each hit sent more blood flying painting the walls and oozing out of the eyes and mouth, the brain and skull began to show. Then a hand reached up and caught the bat. The scientist froze in horror! Sick crackling and popping noises came as the creature stirred and slowly emerged, his other hands using the wall for support. Now showing its black hair matted in fresh blood coating the face and down to its neck. Another laugh came this time it sounded like a high-pitched cry through a broken microphone system.

"oh? What are you scared of? I'm not real~" King teased. He tripped dizzily over his feet as he walked towards the cowering collection of scientists. They were starting to back themselves into a corner trying to create distance.

“I’ll commend you for the strike, that really really really hurt! Hell I’m bleeding all over myself, I’ve never felt so alive!”` The air felt thin and cold in the old laboratory, the group of professionals was horrified to see the creation standing before them.

“We-we pulled your plug! H-how!?” Was all one of them was able to get out through a trembling voice? King let another laugh slip out and he wiped the blood pouring over his eye.

“You made me, you tell me doctor~” “Y-you can’t, you shouldn’t be able to, I destroyed-I destroyed your code, you-you shouldn’t be real!” His creator stammered as he panted heavily staring up at King.

“Cogito ergo sum, I think there for I am. You created me, made and gave me a body and brain-” King started as his toothy smirk grew, his head tilted slightly. He stopped moving and with a flash and swipe his head rolled and his body dropped to the ground with a thump. Standing above him was the supervisor with a bloody machete in hand. It was over, Angst King was dead. His body lies in a pool of its….own…no…no! No! NO! The body began to twitch and writhe. The supervisor then drove the machete into King’s stomach, twisting its jagged edges around to do as much damage as possible.

“Stay. fucking. Dead!” The body twitched and jerked until finally went completely limp.

“There, it's gone now” The air was heavy with suspense, waiting for the body to force itself up right and grab one of them by the ankle if they got too close. But when after 5 minutes the body remained motionless and the head just barely hanging on by threads, they deemed it safe enough to leave it alone until they could find a way to discard the corpse.

Alchemir, the creator couldn’t shake the feeling that his creation wasn’t completely dead but he didn’t want to stick around to find out. The day was filled with dread and impending doom, his stomach twisted and ached anytime he thought about what had happened. He knew he would have to say goodbye to his first big creation but a part of him felt guilty. He did create King, he created him with a purpose and they were punishing him for fulfilling it. Was he really as bad as he seemed?

Alchemy wondered until he couldn’t sit still, till he found himself clicking on a flashlight and walking around in the dark. He doubted they had found a way to expose of King’s body, if they did they would have told him by now. So he went back to where he last was. The laboratory’s holding room was dark and cold, the sound of his shuffling feet echoed inside the empty room. He jerks his flashlight around wondering where King could be. The smell of copper and iron polluted the air enough for Alchemir to cover his nose and mouth with his hand to block out the stench. He took one more step into the dark room when he felt something grab his ankle and suddenly yank him down. He didn’t have time to do anything but yelp and throw his flashlight to the wall on impulse before his head hit the ground with a clatter n clank. A chilling laugh send harsh shudders up his spine as he felt something clawing at his body. A dark red glow got closer and closer to him, the sound of strained heavy breathing got louder, cold hands raised goose bumps across his body as they climbed him.

“You thought-THouGht I-I-I’d go down-down-down that easily?!” King’s voice glitched and cracked as his nails dug in harshly. Alchemir looked up in disbelief as the creature straddled his hips and glared down at him.

“Y-you’re supposed to be dead!” He yelped out, King grinned and reached a hand to grip Alchemir’s throat gripping tightly. Alchemir squirmed and thrashed as King’s grip on his throat tightened. He winced feeling the sharp nails digging in deep enough to draw blood, and his vision became hazy. His heart raced with adrenaline but he was frozen to help himself.

“H-How!?” Was all the scientist could get out.

“I don’t know but it fe-feels GREAT! I feel-feel alive!” Alchemir grabbed onto the hand around his throat doing what he could to try and get himself air. He couldn’t pass out, he didn’t want to die, not by the hands of his creation!

“You created me, you created me with the worst parts of yourself, and now you want to kill me! You want to say I’m not real so that part of you isn’t real? The darkest parts of you aren’t real?” He asked in an almost taunting tone, Alchemir knew what he was asking but he stayed silent. This seemed to annoy the AI being and he squeezed tighter and raised his other clawed hand.

“I think therefore I am, I am there for I create if I am not. I must destroy!” He chanted before forcing his claws into the man’s abdomen, plunging deep inside him. Alchemir let out a gut-wrenching scream, thrashing around as the claws ripped through his flesh, muscles, and abdominal walls to get to his organs. The agony was like a hot iron press branding his entire body as he felt his organs shift and tear apart. The blood-stained his shirt and coat, spilling onto the floor and up to King’s forearms. He dug around like he was searching for something. He hardly paid attention to the dying scientist whose world was coming down around him.

King reveled in the blood bath he had created.

[t1meslayer]

We're so back.

Please ignore the five Pokemon stories that I posted before "Neurocysticercosis" to celebrate leftover sales for PokéPocket. I probably won't be doing a Debrief for them since the collective is kind of its own thing.

But actually, don't ignore them. Go check out PokéPocket! Leftover sales run until July 31, 2024!!!

... That's not what I've gathered you all for today, though. No. If you haven't read my latest JJK fanfic, "Neurocysticercosis," what are you waiting for? Jump on that, and then jump into my little-a Read More below!

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I made this joke in the opening Notes. However, I do once again have to point out:

What can I say?

It's very funny to me.

I'm also a big fan of Jujutsu Kaisen (don't mind the fact I misspelled it "Jujitsu" in the original AO3 summary), there's just too many things occupying my brain at a given time to write about it often.

My first SatoSugu fic "Infinitesimal Distance" came together soon after I learned my good friend and beta reader (you know who you are) also rotates those boys around in their brain. I had just gone to a Kura (revolving sushi bar) JJK crossover event. I won myself a Megumi figure and a felt hat.

Though I can't recall the exact impetus for that story idea, I do love the way it turned out. There's fun bits of horror storytelling, some of the dialogue is pretty sharp, and I leaned on the knowledge of a friend who lived in Japan to set the stage around Tokyo's Shinagawa city. The story wound up being pretty popular on AO3 too, garnering over 460 Hits and exactly 38 Kudos (as of this writing).

More importantly, it was a big hit for the birthday coalition of spiders.

Furthermore, it was a big hit for my friend who lived in Japan — surprise, she's the other birthday haver! To this day she considers "My fingers glide over you like a redacted passage" to be the greatest piece of prose I've ever written. I don't disagree, but you should've been there the night she beta read the piece, interrupting every other event going on in our friend group's VC just to hype me up.

So naturally... I didn't write any more JJK for seven months. This doesn't mean further ideas weren't festering in the back of my mind.

My original idea for "Neurocysticercosis" was pretty simple: Geto and Gojo are in some kind of art exhibit, Geto gets existential about humanity, and then it's revealed they've been fucking around while Shoko gets her ass beat by the Cursed Spirit of the week.

Shoko's brief beat-to-shit cameo was planned from the beginning. Sorry about that, Shoko fans.

That being said, a lot of my original idea didn't pan out as expected.

Late into the story, Geto makes this comment:

"Ask the average human what they think a 'living wall' is, and they'll talk up woven ferns and grass climbing up the side of their high-class mart. Pedestrian. Laughable. Imaginations stretched so thin within their walnut-sized brains that they couldn't begin to fathom what you and I see every day. Real living walls of scar tissue and rotting tendons and bloodshot, oozing eyes."

I originally wanted Geto to be observing a Living Wall, akin to San Francisco's Museum of Modern Art (I visited the museum with birthday friend and one other member of our group a few years ago).

However, I couldn't necessarily plop Jujutsu High students in the middle of San Francisco without over-scoping my vision through explanatory storytelling. And I was having some trouble finding good examples of Living Wall installations in Japan.

Then my fate turned on a dime one legendary night this February, in which I attended a Lord of the Rings watch party for another birthday. At that party I met an excellent cosplayer who, naturally, also happens to love Jujutsu Kaisen. We shared "Infinitesimal Distance" live, and I told them about the idea I was gestating on for a future SatoSugu piece. The current gift fic recipient recommended using the Tokyo Metropolitan Museum of Art as a setting that would make sense for Gojo and Geto to canonically visit.

The rest, as they say, was history.

Once we started approaching her birthday, I knew what I had to do. We haven't finished the 2014 series Black Sails (her current obsession) together, so Plan A was not viable. Plan B was a go.

Having decided to go with an entire art gallery, this meant I needed to pick actual art. Now... I enjoy an art. I appreciate a good drawing. Sometimes I create my own art, especially ceramics. However, I am not a well-versed scholar in art history. This is an especially big roadblock when I have to try and come up with an artist whom folks might see in Japan circa-2008 — around the time when Satoru Gojo and Suguru Geto are in Jujutsu High, as I understand. Not to mention the fact I can't ask my friend since she's the one this fic will be a present for.

My solution?

I kind of just looked up lists of the most influential modern Japanese artists and scrolled a couple of listicles, digging deeper into a few people whose work stood out. Much of that Googling took place over the course of a big family dinner for Father's Day this year.

I sorted through a number of names, including — but not limited to:

Tsuguharu Foujita

Tetsuya Ishida

Tadanori Yokoo

Makoto Aida

Yasumasa Morimura

However, as you all have read this fic (you better have!), you'll know I focused on the work of Chiho Aoshima. The compositions and color in her pieces really struck me, and the surrealist, often beautifully monstrous subject matter felt like a perfect match for the JJK universe.

In particular, this story revolves around A Contented Skull (2003):

Originally I chose this piece as a striking work that would be fun to describe. However, as I began to describe it (during a car ride across the Washington countryside), patterns began to emerge. I realized very quickly that A Contented Skull slots perfectly into foreshadowing the ultimate fate of Suguru Geto.

That's right, it's no longer just an opportunity to have Geto wax poetic about his feelings on humanity, and to reflect all the fucked-up shit he and Gojo experience. We've also got themes in this bitch. Themes of fate and autonomy and death, not to mention parasitic brain worms.

The fic's title is even a reference to a parasitic brain worm. If you had no idea what "Neurocysticercosis" was before now, don't worry. I didn't either. It was 99% big, fancy word to sound interesting, and 1% thematic brain worms.

As far as elements of the writing craft are concerned...

It took a few stabs, but I like the way I formatted painting titles to look like actual minimalist gallery plaques.

Shoko's injured, dying words do a lot of fuckery with text formatting, which I pulled almost directly from the nightmare sequence in my Pokemon ScarVi fic "Paradiso." The Cursed Spirit they're fighting is also notable. I always planned on making a centipede-esque monster, but it wasn't until I actually started writing that I realized the main image in my head was the "Charge Beam Beast" from Metroid: Zero Mission.

Anybody remember this dude? I used to play the beginning of Zero Mission over and over, so he's seared into my brain.

I'm also a fan of the experimental formatting with regards to breaking up dialogue. I finished "Neurocysticercosis" during a long train ride, only one day after I finished reading John Scalzi's The Kaiju Preservation Society. It's a fun little read by an author whose work I tend to enjoy, though given it was his COVID "mindless fun" book, I do think it leans a bit too hard into sounding like a quippy Marvel film.

That being said, he does invoke a fun mid-sentence verb through em dashes that I think creates a great flow. Tried it out here, and will mostly likely use the idea again going forward!

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Now that I'm done with this piece, I don't know when my next JJK fic will come down the pipeline. There aren't a ton of concrete ideas in my head for the series. However, I do know it'll be time to return to some of my bigger projects...

I'm been dying to write more "Fallout" sooner rather than later.

[limetimo]

This is one of my reoccuring themes dreams

I'm at home, my dogs find an animal that looks a lot like a baby goat but of not oh boy it's NOTa goat at all Holly duck. For some reason my old high school classmate is obsessed with this abomination, she's crazy okay, threatening me bodily harm if i don't let her have her 'baby', and im pretty sure she did hurt me in some of these dreams before.

this time it was a bit different; my sister was visiting. My sister is often my dreams now so that wasn't strange. But that wasn't the beginning of the dream; i was home alone, very bored, looking for a thing to do, a movie to watch. In this dream we had some alexa-type ai installed, though i needed a little remote control to authorise its actions. The remote was in the kitchen, next to my brothers headphones/airpods. I turned on the tv and asked not-Alexa to like, pick a movie for me from our downloaded collection. As the tv screen was having difficulties I looked to the ceiling. There was a rope? Stretched from side of the room to the other hanging there s but like clothing line or birthday banners. My dogs were going crazy at it, and i noticed there was something crawling inside the rope. Eventually the rope snapped and the thing appeared to be some sort of a squirrel? Max caught it in his mouth by the neck; it appeared to be something wombat-like with big, almost pregnant-like belly. it's neck wasn't snapped so i was like ey boy let's bring it outside and let it go. despite previously being the dead the night now it was a very pleasant sunny day. My sister was there now, just coming into the Garden. The Wombet thing scurried to the water pond, where it proceeded to get stuck in some sort of white sticky filter; also it was a májka the size of my whole hand. My sis and i were watching it crawl across the small pond, then the baby goat abomination (which may have been the wombat previously too?) ate it with its too-human shaped teeth. sis was like 'bro what the duck' and i was like 'yeah that's. That's something that happens sometimes oh duck the crazy girl is already here. Stay away from her okay??' Umm she also made a joking comment about the No goat looking a lot like a spider. i went down the hill following the goat abomination to meet the crazy classmate who was um i think she stained me in the neck with a syringe the size of an elbow? Whatever the effects were they didn't last long because i came to and she was hugging the fucked-up not goat crying and it a god life or whatever. My real animal goats were milking around with caution. Sis came to see what was going on i was like 'stay back' and she was like 'did [crazy classmate] ever hurt you before?' And i was like. Um. No. Couse i didnt want sis to worry too much. Crazy classmate got on her knees and folded herself the ducked up goat in emotional despair and then o woke up. It's 11PM i have to go back to sleep but in not going to like it

what does this even mean,,

i must have had a dream about this sucked up goat at least once maybe twice for me to remember it

We were friends and parted on good terms with the friend, the last time i heard she was doing ok, why is she like this when i dream of her

I had a cake with mascarpone, cheeses are said to cause more drama can that be it??

[stormyaskgames]

Dark Academia: Where the Wild Things Are, Midnight in the Garden of Good and Evil,Invisible Monsters,Blood and Guts in High school, The Book Thief

Light Academia: Greek Mythology, Irish Mythology, Norse Mythology, Egyptian Mythology; mythology is cool✨ Learning to speak different languages, learning about different cultures, gross/weird/fucked up things from history.

Punk Academia: Hyperpop, Gothic Country, Steampunk, Electro Swing,Bitpop,Horrorcore, Post Punk Revival, Gothic Rock,Celtic Rock,Bardcore,Horror Punk, Screamo, Death Rock, Cow Punk, New Wave.

Chaotic Academia: flashcards with friends, fake tests with music, lots of breaks

Cottage Core: Buzzy ( honey buns? Buzz buzz) Neku (tarts?) Wyv ( that hobbit bread stuff NERD love you though) Renee (Cinnimon roll ? Just feels right💀) Crowley (icecream the pupper is a icecream feeeind)

Warmcore: my best friend and boyfriend; love of my life✨ the best thing to happen to me✨my favorite person; always a joy to be around✨✨✨i loooooove you✨✨✨ my puppy, My friends, dad and mama, kristy✨

Grandparentcore: my antique juicer! Honestly its amazing! The machine does all the work!✨ i really wonder why they stopped making them!✨💜 Antique Apple Corerer: it peals! It cuts the apple and it gets the core out! And in a fun spiral pattern!✨💜 i love it✨💜 Also my typewriter! Typewriters are so cool and aesthetic.

Plant Parent: (hopefully) we have a lavender plant! I call her lavi✨ shes my first plant without real help and it’s going well!✨ she hasn’t died yet!✨ soon we might get some rosemary! And when me and Neku have our own house i plan to make it pretty! And i want fruit and nut trees!✨💜

Dazecore: Night Owl; honestly my sleep schedule is still a mess; but my bf makes sure i sleep every night.

Forestcore: Barns and Noble, That bundt cake shop, Boba shop, Candy store! Toy store! Hot topic!✨✨✨💜

Fairy Core: Spider Lily, Sunflowers, Black Delilah are all flowers my friends associate me with, Foxgloves have been my favorite since i was a small child

Angelcore: The Juniper Tree there was this stepmom with a daughter and a stepson, he ends up beheading and killing his stepson with a heavy chest gives her daughter trauma by making her think she killed her stepbrother, fed her husband his son. And then the daughter takes the stepson and burries him under the juniper tree and he turns into a bird going around singing and its basically everything that happens and after he sings he collects presents for his family (which i dont remember) but the last thing he got was a heavy mill wheel, and he came back to his house and sung; his stepsister came out he gave her her present. Same thing with the father, and when his stepmom came out he dropped the heavy mill wheel on her head and when that killed her he turned back into a little boy.

The Tale of the Tongue Cut Sparrow: there was a old farmer and his wife and they befriended a sparrow. And early every morning the sparrow would sing to wake the old couple up so they knew when they needed to start working. Their neighbor was a grumpy old lady who hated being woken up early; so she cut out the sparrows tongue and the sparrow flew away. The old couple was heartbroken went on a big journey to find their friend and when they found him the sparrow welcomed them. He fed and entertained them and by the end of the visit he brought out two packages a big one and a little one. It was a present and they got to pick which one they wanted; but the old couple didnt want to take to much from their friend so they chose the smaller one and headed home. And when they got home and opened it there was gold,silk, and jewels.

Their grumpy neighbor saw and wanted treasure too so she asked the old couple how to find the sparrow saying she wanted to apologize when she found him he was a nice host again and again offered the two packages. The mean lady took the biggest one and when she got home SNAKES! Spiders! All sorts of creepy crawlies that devoured her.

I also loved Edger Allen Poe as a small child and would ask my grandma to read me his stories for bed.

Softcore: Tea, Baths, My bfs clothing/Blankets, the bottle of his cologne i bought (basically i want his smell) Candy, Meditation, Journaling, Video Games ( Fighting if I’m angry or need to get out energy Puzzle/Rhythm games if I’m upset. Basically the last two need a-lot of focus and are distracting)

Cyberpunk: love robots! They are cute and fascinating and if i wasn’t dyscalculic i would have totally joined the robotics club. However i HATE AI. I think people who make ai are jokes who want instant gratification and attention without doing any work or having any valid skills or any real things to offer. I also think they are lazy, just learn how to create like a normal person. So it kind of depends on the type of artificial intelligence

Vaporwave: Not even trying to be edgy here; but most of what i have is nightmares/night terrors (you know where i scream/cry in my sleep) they have been a chronic thing since i was a small child; typically stress triggered and i don’t feel comfterble sharing what their about but what i will say are they are trauma related. I drive people crazy talking about my “good nightmares” but i mean they’re fun! I enjoy them! Don’t get me wrong they still shake me up, but once i calm down it’s a good time. Like staring in my own personal horror movie with no real negative repercussions. And like i always die terribly and brutally but they are really pretty and interesting. Like the “dream” that looked like it was a painting, and i was on a stage being chased by a monster having to dodge falling sandbags and shit. And i died and it was graphic and then i was watching the cops as a ghost while they were trying to solve my murder and was kind of stuck there and the cops were SO DUMB.

Steampunk: i think it would be really cool if i had like tony stark computer tech. But use it for video games.

aesthetic themed asks

♡  post these and let your mutuals/followers ask you questions ♡

Dark academia- If you had to describe yourself/your life with book titles alone, which ones would you pick?

Light academia- What’s your favourite thing to learn about?

Punk academia- Which subgenres of music do you enjoy the most?

Chaotic academia- How do you prefer to study/work? Do you work in silence, with music, speaking to friends etc. 

Cottagecore- If your friends were baked goods, which ones would they be?

Warmcore- What makes you feel joyful?

Grandparentcore- What’s something that you love from another era?

Plant parent- Do you have a green thumb? If you look after plants, share a few pics/tell us about your plant babies.

Dazecore- Are you a night owl or an early bird? What’s your sleep schedule like?

Forestcore- You’ve been given $1000 and a free day to go wherever you like. Where will you go, and how are you spending the money?

Fairycore- If you were a flower or plant, what kind would you be?

Angelcore- Did you hear any fairy tales or myths when you were a child? Share your favourite one with us.

Softcore- If you’re having a rough day, how do you practice self care?

Cyberpunk- What do you think about artificial intelligence? Is it cool, scary, necessary to society etc. 

Vaporwave- Do you remember your dreams? If so, what was the last dream that you had?

Steampunk- If you could invent something right now, what would you make? For example, a machine that recorded your dreams or an oven that would always cook your food perfectly.