#this was the most traumatizing thing I’ve ever witnessed

[liesmultixxx]

after seeing a spider move FAST in my room i have even more respect for annabeth in mark of athena

if i was her I would’ve BOLTED so fast

like,,, sorry athena statue you’re gonna have to wait 🖐🏻

[arioko]

aizawa experienced a quirk awakening, specifically during shirakumo’s death.

analysis? insane ramblings?? me looking too deep into things??? these all can be true. let’s just get into the meat and potatoes of this first and foremost.

quirk awakenings in my hero academia are usually defined by a quirk either gaining new abilities or going beyond the original scope of the quirk. an example of this is when toga found out she could use the quirks of people she transformed into, or dabi finding out he also had an ice aspect to his quirk similar to shoto. these awakenings are extremely rare, are only seem to happen during traumatic, life threatening circumstances.

one of the most recognizable things about aizawa is how his hair and capture weapon will float whenever he uses his quirk, and something i don’t think i’ve seen anyone else point out is the fact that in vigilantes, during the school days arc, teen aizawa’s erasure doesn’t do this at all.

these are two of the instances where we see teen aizawa use his quirk, and his hair and capture weapon don’t levitate like they usually do. “maybe they forgot,” and here’s the thing, i don’t think that’s the case? like i said earlier, aizawa’s floating hair and scarf are one of the most recognizable aspects of his design, to the point that in universe deku even points it out. betten court, the artist of vigilantes, had been drawing aizawa for 50+ chapters at this point, so i sincerely doubt he genuinely forgot to add this.

even here, for a second you think that his hair is floating here, but then you see that he’s actively moving and that’s why he’s hair is flowing backwards. almost like they’re tricking you into thinking that it’s floating before showing you what’s actually happening.

so, basically, back when aizawa was a teenager, his quirk didn’t do any sort of levitation effect. which, eventually, leads to this.

the first time we ever see aizawa’s quirk do the levitation effect, it’s during one of the most traumatic moments of his life, the garvey fight. this was specifically after he had witnessed shirakumo’s death.

and when do quirk awakenings usually happen? after extremely traumatic experiences. which was what aizawa had experienced just seconds before. keep in mind that aizawa was so on edge during the fight that he (supposedly) hallucinated shirakumo’s voice cheering him on. there was most likely multiple other physical things going on as a result of the stress and adrenaline rush, so a quirk awakening isn’t exactly too extreme here.

how does this aid his quirk? i dunno, but it falls into the quirk awakening category by virtue of the fact that it wasn’t something his quirk was thought to be capable of doing prior to the event. we aren’t sure if erasure worked differently when aizawa was younger.

so, tl:dr, teen aizawa’s erasure didn’t cause a levitation effect, however, after witnessing shirakumo’s death, it caused a quirk awakening which created the levitation effect we see in the present.

[utahimeow]

swan song — satoru gojo

summary — why work so hard when you could just be free?

pairing — satoru gojo x f!reader

warnings — major jjk spoilers, graphic depictions of violence, hurt/comfort, angst, happy endings, reader has a cursed technique (mentioned once), established relationship

word count — 1.3k

author’s note — based on swan song by lana del rey. this is the most self indulgent selfship coded thing i’ve ever written but i needed to give gojo the happy ending he deserved idc if its cheesy or out of character

He’s dead.

Dead.

The strongest. Dead. 

Satoru Gojo is dead.

A flash, then his body becomes two — legs here, torso there. 

He’s not moving. Scarlet splatters the ground, blooms like a lily. 

The air is disgustingly thick, and it hangs like a noose, and it cuts your throat. Nobody is breathing. Everybody knows. 

This time, he’s not getting back up. 

A scream claws its way out of your throat, vicious as it pierces through the air. 

Someone else is stepping up to replace him already, a sorcerer with hair like seafoam. The King of Curses turns towards him, his stolen face twisting into a demonic grin, dripping with victory.

Right now there’s just one thing on your mind. Like instinct, like it’s your destiny. You don’t care about the politics, the consequences, the implications of his death. None of it matters.

You just want to be with Satoru.

Your feet are moving. They almost take off, but a steady grip pulls you back. 

“You should leave.” Shoko’s voice quivers as she speaks. You’ve seen her composure crack so rarely that when you do it feels like your first time witnessing it.

Your face is hot, and it’s wet now. Your eyes sting. You don’t try to stop the tears, or even wipe them.

If you were to look up, you’d find eyes full of sorrow and shock and pity—you’re the grieving widow. His students have lost a teacher, his friends have lost a friend. At least I’m not her, they all think, I haven’t lost the love of my life. 

Without another word, without even so much as one final glance at Satoru’s corpse, you leave. You can’t bear to be there any longer. 

The taxi driver does not question why you’re crying. He pretends he does not hear the way you sniffle and gasp for air. He drives you to your home and drives away when you’ve paid him.

You breathe out. Your shoulders sag with relief. You will yourself to stop crying.

He’s in the living room, a thick arm thrown over his eyes as he half-naps. As soon as he hears you enter however, he springs up, beaming like the sun. 

Satoru laughs a little at your puffy face and your glimmering eyes. He gathers you into a hug, his body hard and imposing and warm, and you cling to him. His heart pumps blood around his body and it’s loud in your ears.

“That was traumatic,” you say, but it gets muffled when you bury your face into his chest. He smells fresh, like the wind on a warm day. He must have showered since he teleported home. 

Satoru’s laughing again. You wish he’d never stop. “You knew it was fake the whole time, how bad could it be?”

“I had to watch you die, Satoru! It was horrible even if it was fake,” you admit, tightening your arms around his waist, where his torso meets his legs. 

He laughs, and it reverberates in his chest and rumbles through your body. You’re angry. You can’t climb inside of his skin and live there and you’re angry about it. His giant hands draw circles all over your back.

“I’m here, baby. I’m all yours now,” he tells you. For the first time, he means it without any exceptions.

…

“What if you faked your death?”

Satoru’s head whips over to look at you, scanning your face to find something that will tell him you’re not serious. But you are serious.

One word, he asks, “why?”

“So we can give up being sorcerers and leave Japan and never come back.”

Satoru grows quiet. There’s a pit in your stomach. He tells you constantly that he’d give you the world, and you believe him, and he loves you more than anything, yet he can’t bring himself to give up on humanity. Without him, the world doesn’t stand a chance. He’s the strongest, after all.

“Is that what you want?” he asks. It’s sincere.

“Yes,” you tell him, swallowing as you consider your next words. “I just got you back from the Prison Realm and now you have to fight Sukuna, who might actually kill you… You just give and give so much to the Jujutsu world and what do they give you back? Shit all. And I’m tired of watching you be wrung dry.” 

He’s silent again. All the years that you’ve known him make it easy for you to know what he’s thinking. More than likely he’s thinking of Yuuji and Megumi and Yuuta. Maybe he wonders what Nanami would tell him to do, or what Geto would say.

It’ll be selfish. He’ll be abandoning everyone at the worst possible moment. He turns your words over and over in his head. Then he thinks of a life with you, a peaceful one, where you’ve left behind your days of sorcery, where he doesn’t have to be some pseudo-god. 

Where he can grow old with you.

Perhaps, he thinks, it’s necessary for him to disappear. It’ll be a struggle without him, but he has faith. They’ll persevere. 

“What are you thinking?” he asks eventually.

“I’ll use cursed energy to create a clone of you. Since my clones can’t use cursed techniques it’ll have to be right when Sukuna is about to kill you. You switch out and teleport out of there.”

For a moment he stares at you, then he chuckles, shifting sideways so he can lay on his back and stare at the ceiling with resolve.

“You’ve been thinking about this,” he says. 

“I have,” you say. “For as long as I’ve loved you.”

…

He thinks you’ve never looked more beautiful. 

He’s convinced of it, actually. Life has filled your cheeks out and erased your dark circles away. Your eyes shine brighter. Fear no longer lives in them, nor does hopelessness.

Your fingers are gentle as you pluck fresh, plump tomatoes off the vine. Satoru’s heart swells because you’ve been so excited to harvest them.

“It’s just a handful for now,” you tell him, letting him peer inside the basket you have on your arm. There are a few bunches of rocket and basil leaves, and a small squash too. 

He reaches in, takes a tomato and pretends to take a bite out of it until you snatch it from his hand and scold him. 

“They just look too good, baby,” he says between laughs. You roll your eyes, but you don’t manage to bite back the smile that grows on your lips.

“Go finish building my chicken coop,” you tease, calling him by his last name, the one he took from you, then brushing past him to head back inside your home.

“I told you it’s almost finished!” he exclaims, trailing behind you as you make your way to the vintage renovated kitchen of your house. 

Satoru settles on a stool at the island at the centre, observing the way you rinse the vegetables in the sink. To him it’s fascinating—well, you’re fascinating. The way your brow scrunches slightly with concentration. He hopes you never run out of vegetables to harvest and wash. He’ll make sure you don’t.

“By the way, what do you think about getting some mini goats?”

“I don’t care as long as you take care of them,” you tell him. “Do you want salad or roasted vegetables for lunch?”

Satoru’s heart races. He’s transported back to 2006 for a moment, when for some reason he wanted to be around you all the time and thought it was weird that he liked it when you teased him. Before he realised.

“Roasted vegetables, please. I love you.”

Satoru doesn’t look much different now. He’s gotten a little more toned, put on some muscle from some of the heavy work he does on the farm. 

And when he smiles, he’s not pretending anymore. 

[loveless-in-nowheresville]

I’ve been thinking about Bruno Bucciarati so much lately, and a friend has inspired me to share this little Bruno thing I wrote here, which I’m hoping to turn into a full fic eventually since I like the idea

Notes/content: Excerpt from my A03 stuff, Bruno Bucciarati x reader, honestly kinda angsty, a bit suggestive at moments, reader is not part of Passione, Bruno acknowledged as the parental figure of his team

Bruno Bucciarati in:

“JUST GO FOR IT ALREADY!!”

Bruno and you had always seemed close. Something that was a bit too intimate to be considered just good friends, and honestly the first time anyone in his team watched him interact with you they genuinely believed you were their boss’s flame…but he would casually wave off such a silly theory, claiming that the two of you were just close friends and nothing more.

Some “close friendship” you two had though…with the way you practically sat in his lap when him and his team visited your place, and seemed to have all sorts of inside jokes and secrets with each other…you had a sort of understanding of him no one else even came close to having.

Not to mention how he almost visibly dropped his guard around you. He smiled more, laughed more, relaxed more…simply because you were near enough to calm his heart.

And of course the incident where you both hadn’t noticed a few pairs of eyes on you, and you may have shared a very passionate goodbye kiss that was MEANT to be completely private. Safe to say, very awkward for Bruno’s handful of traumatized team members…kinda felt like they were watching their parents kiss.

It just really seemed like you were the one. His true love, soulmate, sweetheart…in the rare occasions where you spent a few nights with them in their moments of respite, you would even share a bed with him, just the two of you alone, your bodies intertwined in the ever elusive peace and quiet, the rare moment when he didn’t have to be a strong and fearless and confident leader and could instead just try and lay his soul bare to you. He usually struggled to share his burdens with you, as they weren’t yours to carry and he would never want to needlessly burden you, but you always welcomed him to share his anxieties. You carrying even just the knowledge of that weight made his immense stress seem more bearable. Of course he wishes he could spend his days with you, and all you need to do is call and he will come, but even with how blatantly romantic the two of you are with each other he continually holds off making the relationship truly official.

Because, frankly, you’re not part of the mafia, and it is a life he never wants to subject you to. He’ll use his power and authority within the mafia to protect you, of course, but getting you seriously involved with him…it’s like painting a target right on your back. If he made a powerful enemy in Passione’s boss, and he ever learned about you…he can’t even imagine what awful things might happen to you in an attempt to send him a message to those who defy the boss.

He’s practically a husband to you already; devoted to you no matter how long you’re apart, always willing to take care of your needs…he has many responsibilities, and he is loyal to those under his care, but if you need him he will do most anything to help you.

At this point you’ve probably resigned yourself to the fact that Bruno would never build a real life with you. He was never going to marry you. He would never even officially start dating you…that was just how it had to be.

He will always have a place in your home and heart. You could be satisfied only seeing him once every few months. Could handle keeping your love for him secret, the darkness of your bedroom being the only witness to the true intensity of your love and passion for each other.

But you want his wedding ring on your finger. You know he’s your one and only, but you secretly longed for the physical evidence of his commitment to you. You wish you could share a home with him, share your life with him, and build a real future with him by your side.

You never had to hide how you felt from him. He didn’t ever raise his voice or get frustrated at you, because you weren’t like his brats who needed a firm hand and tough love. You knew better than to act or speak without thinking.

-

Your head was in his lap, the two of you curled up on your bed, and he’s gently tracing his fingers along your arms and back while you simply enjoy each other’s presence after months apart.

“I wish you could stay…” you muttered, reaching up your hand and touching his cheek. You can’t see the details of his face through the darkness, but you can feel how his expression softens at your quiet plea.

Soon you feel the pads of his fingers lovingly pressed against your cheek. He traces your cheek so gently. He’s telling you he wishes he could stay too. “I will do whatever I can for you,” is how he says it, kissing the palm of your hand on his cheek. This is how Bruno showed his love. Through his protection, his unwavering devotion…anything he could give you, he would, but please…don’t beg for him. He simply cannot risk putting you even remotely in harm’s way. It is not a gamble he is willing to take.

But rest at ease knowing he will always love you, you are the one he dreams of when you’re apart, and yours is the name engraved on his very soul, and it makes him the happiest man in the world.

He knows it’s unconventional, but he will always appreciate your endless patience with him.

It might drive his team a little crazy though, knowing the man they all look up to is holding himself back from someone who makes him the happiest they’ve ever seen him.

[comfymoth]

well now i'm curious about your non-rings-of-power tolkien opinions, whichever subset of them you would find most fun to talk about

OMG okay well i’m just going to use this as an excuse to talk about the paper i wrote last year then!! there was actually this big exhibition of tolkien’s manuscripts in my city in the fall, so i had to write an essay on, like, two big themes in his work and it was the most fun i’ve ever had in a history class. Love when i get to write essays about shit i’m obsessed with anyways.

so like. the lord of the rings is all about going home, right? that’s all the characters want, sam and frodo especially talk about it A Lot, and i think it’s pretty obvious where that comes from, from tolkien’s experience as a soldier. but i also think, in a way, it’s kind of about returning to your childhood. or to your home when it was ideal. it’s just all about innocence, you know? tolkien grew up in the countryside, but it didn’t stay the countryside for long, birmingham kept expanding and eventually all that farmland was replaced by factories. and he witnessed the role that industrialization played in wwi, the first war to take advantage of mass-production, and he saw first hand how fucking brutal that was.

so the orcs, his stand-ins for literal demons, created by morgoth the embodiment of all evil, what’s one of the first things he notes about them in the silmarillion? that they’re inventors. they build machines to hurt people. they have literal factories, and by the time of lotr, the uruk hai themselves are practically being churned out of factories, it’s All about industrialization and mass production. mordor is named after birmingham. and the orcs destroy the countryside, they attack the ents, that’s part of what makes them such fundamental baddies to tolkien. because nature and innocence go hand in hand for him, and they just stomp it all out.

meanwhile the hobbits are essentially a distillation of the country life tolkien grew up around. they live quiet, pastoral lives, and they live in pretty much blissful ignorance of the larger world around them. everything is sort of simple and happy and nostalgic. like the way you would remember your childhood. like the way tolkien remembered his before the first world war. so every time frodo and sam talk about the shire and going back, and wether or not there will even be a shire to go back to, it’s not just about being able to physically go home. it’s about being able to go back to a different time, when they were safe and un-traumatized. and in the end, frodo kind of can’t. he physically can’t live there because he can’t mentally go back.

i got to see the original hand-written page of the scene when the hobbits return home, and there are tear stains on it. the ink is smudged in multiple spots. because it just means so, so much to be able to go home

[stonedcoldfoxtarot]

What would they confess while stoned or drunk?

From left to right:

Pile 1 -> Pile 2

Pile 3 -> Pile 4

Pile 1 La Mota 6oC, 7oP, Tower, 5oW, AoC (Temperance)

Pile 1, I feel like this person has a lot to say while under the influence because the cards flew put of the deck right away.

Someone with whom you share a deep connection would want to tell you that you came into their life and nothing was ever the same. They haven’t stopped thinking about you since. When faded or gone off the liquor, this person wouldn’t hold back in telling you how you are their soulmate and how deep their feelings are for you. If they’ve been holding back their feelings in the past, everything will come spilling out of them suddenly - they won’t be able to fight it or hold back. They might even blurt out the words “I love you.”

If you and this person have had arguments or disagreements in the past, while under the influence they would want to make up and tell you how sorry they are for hurting you or blowing up your connection. They deeply desire to work things out.

Pile 2 Magic 8 Ball 7oW, 6oC, Death, High Priestess, AoP, 8oS, 10oW, 7oS rev, Judgement, AoW, 9oW, 4oW rev (9oP)

Someone who may be a recovering addict or abstains from drinking or smoking due to something traumatic that happened in their past might prefer to keep their wits about them and would not enjoy the feeling of being in an altered state of consciousness. They may have struggled with addiction themselves, had a toxic ex who struggled with sobriety during their relationship or been raised by an addict. However, this person enjoys your company and may even find you incredibly attractive. Yet, they seem to be focused on being single and financially independent for now, and do not seem to be opening up about their feelings due to internal or external blockages and responsibilities.

Pile 3 The High Priestess 9oP, Temperance, Emperor, Hierophant, 8oS, 7oP rev, 5oS, 6oW, 3oW (AoC)

When this person gets intoxicated, they confess how beautiful and amazing they think you are. They admire you and learn a lot by being around you. They see you as smart, independent and a natural born leader. When sober, they may hold back from telling you how much they admire you, but under the influence of liquor or weed, they can't hold back.

This person also desires to take things to the next level in your connection and make things official. They might even propose! They want to take care of you and share a life with you. Even when sober, they think the two of you would make a great team. You guys might smoke or drink together on occasion and they really enjoy getting faded with you. They are very much in love and at times it may be written all over their face.

If they have held back in the past, with a little liquid courage, this person would tell you how lost and incomplete their life is without you. They would let you know that they are deeply in love with you.

I heard the lyrics “Baby I’ve been making plans for you” from The Matrimony by Wale Ft. Usher.

Pile 4 Don’t Care Bear Tower, AoS rev, 10oW rev, 10oS, World, 3oC, 5oW, 9oC, ToS rev, Hierophant rev (AoW)

Pile 4, this person is using alcohol and drugs to forget their past mistakes in the relationship. They realize how they were dishonest and disloyal with you, and how they failed to be there for you when you needed them the most. They acknowledge that they put everyone else before you, and they regret it. When they drink or smoke the memories of how things fell apart between the two of you overtake them and they shut down in order to forget.

If you have cut this person off or if they ghosted you, spirit is saying it's best to let them go. They are not capable of committing to a relationship, even if they made you feel otherwise when you got high or drunk together in the past.

Sometimes, while faded they may consider reaching out to you but they know that you have already moved on from them due to their wasteman behavior (gender neutral). They understand that the most they could offer you at this time is a night or two of pleasure but little to nothing more. They are not suitable for a long-term relationship because even at their best they will forever be for the streets.

I heard the lyrics to Needed Me by Rihanna.

Thanks for reading🔮✨

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[wakeywakeyjakey]

Harvey Dent/Two Face + DID

As someone with DID, Harvey Dent/Two Face has quickly become our biggest comfort character like, ever. I’ve been thinking a LOT about his system—I know in most adaptations he’s portrayed with only two alters, Harvey and (Big Bad) Harv OR, in some portrayals, with Judge as his third alter. It’s absolutely possible to only have 2-3 alters but I believe he has more. His DID existed long before the acid attack in the courtroom (presumably since his childhood, though I don’t know much about it). But Harvey was an incredibly effective gatekeeper, as most gatekeepers are, so it wasn’t “visible” and he didn’t know. It’s just that that attack let the cat (or Harv) out of the bag. We also had a Big Trauma in adulthood that shattered the fourth wall and made it impossible to ignore our DID and that’s how I see that traumatic event for him.

One thing that intrigues me about his system is that it functions as a courtroom. Which makes sense to me outside of his obvious gimmick. Our system is set up as a family system, our headspace is a house—because our trauma happened within our family/house. But the very first time Two conceptualized his DID as a whole, it was in that courtroom (even though it existed before then) so of course the imagery stuck, especially as the roles were already so clearly filled. Harvey is the lawyer and gatekeeper, Harv is the criminal and protector, Judge is the judge and persecutor. I believe he sees his other alters as part of the jury, the ones watching and judging from a distance—which also perfectly encapsulates for us how alters function/exist when not directly at or near the front. I can very well imagine the roles that exist for other alters in his system too—witnesses, (other) defendants, the family of the accused or the victims, the bailiff, the reporter. These might be flexible roles that fragments come and go through, not as clearly defined, or they might be static the way Harvey is always the lawyer and Judge is always the judge. And it makes sense in that it allows Harvey (and the others—but this view is most important to a [former] host) to very clearly conceptualize what’s happening in the headspace in terms and visuals he intimately understands.

I also believe he has littles. I cried when I realized he probably has littles. Because even as scary and evil as most people view him, his whole system (one that imposes so much destruction upon the people of Gotham) is all just to protect and defend THEM. Harvey took to being a lawyer, DA, the hero in the light, to protect and defend Gothamites when all he actually wanted to do from the beginning was protect his littles. Harv wants to too, but he’s willing to do what needs to be done (in his mind) even when it’s awful and even when it’s not what Harvey (or Judge) would do. Clearly Harvey and Harv have different methods but they’re working towards the same goal, even if they fail to see that. I see him as having two littles—a little Harvey and a little Harv.

I could write a whole dissertation about Two’s DID experience. It’s fascinating and diving into his character has truly helped me come to terms with and even begin to love and appreciate parts of my system I didn’t see as clearly before.

[moonshynecybin]

how about if marc and vale had reconciled in 2019 (and started dating, not more situationship this time). how do you think vale would have reacted to the 2020 injury and the years of pain that followed?

i’ve been chewing this over for an ask maïna sent me. and i think that it’s a really tough hurdle for them to be together while they’re riding against each other in GENERAL. it’s a sport of daring it’s a sport of risk it’s a sport that rewards those who are not just smart but often very very brave. no little voice in the back of their head telling them no to do that because they’ll die kinda deal. and marc absolutely does NOT have that voice, and vale i think DOES. to an extent. and i think all of his past traumas with his dad and friends dying/getting injured have made impacts on him in ways that have made him um. maybe more conscientious on track? a little less inclined to risk a little more inclined to plan

butttt that doesn’t mean he has the leeway to not be ruthless ! (and i think there’s something to it that he never won again after sic died…) so if youre valentino rossi and you add a romantic interest as a rival (especially. marc marquez.) suddenly there’s this HUGEEE internal conflict where vale might want (subliminally or consciously) to pull the proverbial punch— and frankly winning means too much to him for him to let that shit slide!! pulling the punch is absolutely NOT an option!! like i think one of the primary and sexiest tensions in the rosquez relationship is that racing is the most important thing to BOTH of them, (except when they’re making room to hate each other..) and they refuse to make sacrifices concerning racing for the sake of the other EVER. he can’t worry about marc (even though he clearly IS, and he keeps tabs on his injuries MANY times over the course of their friendship so i can’t imagine his throat didn’t close up when marc went flying on jerez a little bit)

so he can’t deal with marc as something that might make him vulnerable on ANY level and s he blows the relationship up. and then they stay apart because of all of those same reasons PLUS the drama of sepang. and then you add ARGENTINA into the mix, where vale is not only witnessing marc be reckless, he’s dragging vale HIMSELF into it, and i have a hard time conceptualizing a reunion while they’re still racing each other… like obviously i WILL mash them together like barbies but. this one is tough ! it gets at one of their deepest issues imo

so all this to say. jerez 2020 is weird because it’s the first season vale actually and for real starts to decline superrrr noticeably. so he’s in a weird place ego wise (he identifies it as the time he first thought about retiring) and MARC is in a weird place ego wise and i think. vale, if they HAD reconciled in 2019, has basically been on the edge of his seat waiting for something like this to happen for years. expects it a little bit in that same way you do if you’ve been traumatized in the same way enough. and marc breaks his arm and maybe vale has covid and can’t convince marc not to race (i think he’s maybe the only non alex who could !) and marc goes out there and like. does what he does and his arm gets fucked ! maybe forever ! and then i think it is. lowkey a nightmare for vale every second marc races after that. like it means too much to him he CANT stop marc from racing he’s seeing how much it’s ripped at him when he can’t climb on a bike (vale is the one who comes up with taking the wheels of marc’s training bikes) and he wants to ask him to just stop and be safe but he thinks marc might just. not get up from that really. can tell marc can’t be done before he turns 30 he won’t allow himself. and he does love marc but this IS a psychological torture chamber for vale in many respects. so he bites his tongue and traces marc’s scars and helps him with his PT and sees how much pain he’s in. and i think honestly it’s not a fun year in the household !

[hana-bobo-finch]

BAM SURPRISE WHEEZER MINI-RAMBLE YIPPEE 🦅🐿️🐿️I DIDNT MEAN TO PUT THE CHIPMUNKS 🦅🦅💥💥💥THATS BETTER

nobody asked for a wheezer ramble but I have wheezer on the mind so you’re getting it anyway!! I’m not going to go through everything I’ve ever written down to find all his lore so this is gonna be a much more barebones summary of him. There’s not much about him anyway tbh. But if I don’t get something about wheezer out there immediately I will explode so. Here ya go

Wheezer is one of the children of the esteemed jørgan clan leader, J.S.. He has a couple of siblings but I can’t exactly discuss them because heh. well. Let’s just say, I have nothing created about them other than the fact that they exist. No names, no lore, no personality, nothing. But they exist!! Wheezer is the second oldest (I think) but gets the most focus in the plot because of his…eccentricities. Wheezer isn’t his original name—his birth name was Miika, a name that was his father's birth name as well. He got his name Wheezer quite early on because of uh. A certain…quirk of his!

He rips out his internal organs! Yeah uh he immediately proved to be the strangest of J.S.’s offspring thanks to that little habit of his. He impulsively removes his own organs. With his bare hands. He puts the organ into jørga(GETS SHOT) how he actually manages to do it without getting himself killed is simple: plot armor. For him it’s as simple of a habit as absentmindedly picking at your face or something. The very first known organ he removed was his appendix and pumpkin daddy had the misfortune of witnessing it and was understandably traumatized 🥰🥰 J.S. was bizarrely nonchalant about it, just telling him to ignore it, so it’s pretty likely this wasn’t the first time wheezer had done something like this. Although it wouldn’t be out of the realm of possibility that JS was just Way too relaxed about the whole thing but that’s not relevant right now. SO why did that earn him the name Wheezer? Welp one time he ripped out his windpipe and for whatever reason it was replaced with the pipes in a pipe organ. Like this

Which resulted in his breathing (and voice for that matter) sounding strange and wheezy, and occasionally even like the sound of a pipe organ. Is this in any way biologically possible, no. Don’t care though! Wheezer isn’t his chosen name, it’s just a nickname, but he stuck with it so everyone just calls him Wheezer. He has a beautiful singing voice, at least! But yeah he uh. Rips out his internal organs a lot. He is missing a lot of them but he’s FIIIIIINE.

Being born into the jørgan clan meant that he was raised to be pretty patriotic to the clan. He wasn’t to be the one to become the next leader, that role was to go to his much more…better in every way sibling, something which he resented, but he eventually accepted it and was still loyal to his clan for the most part. He was stuck in clan culture from a young age, attending the leaders’ meetings and such. The environment he grew up in was…interesting. He was taught with a hell of a lot of propaganda, and his parents were…unique (His father was a retired volcanologist with a drug addiction and was gifted with becoming a literal god who could control the weather, and his mother was a a demon worshipper who was all gaslight gatekeep girlboss and was basically the head of the family)!! He didn’t just have to put up with the strangeness of his own clan, because WHO IS THAT SHADOWY FIGURE WHO KEEPS BREAKING INTO MY ROOM AT NIGHT oh that’s pumpkin daddy why the fuck is he breaking in at night.

So pumpkin daddy had SO much resentment towards JS (and his wife for that matter but her less so) due to prior incidents, and immediately assumed that their children’s lives must be hell, considering those HORRID CREATURES were their PARENTS. They were actually perfectly competent parents for the most part, but pumpkin daddy didn’t know that, and decided the best course of action would be to…break into their house by crawling through the pipes and giving presents to their children. He also had a weird habit of leaving their shower on and flooding their bathroom like some sort of bizarre Santa Claus. But uh point is, wheezer was often on the receiving end of whatever the hell pumpkin daddy thought he was doing, and would often be gifted with banana bread. Yeah no he wasn’t giving out any useful gifts he was just giving them banana bread. Point is, wheezer had to deal with this almost every week. So suffice to say wheezer had a strange upbringing. But, despite these offerings of banana bread, Wheezer still hated pumpkin daddy due to what his parents taught him. He, in fact, was one of the major supporters of the movement to have him publicly executed. All that banana bread for nothing smh so ungrateful 😔

In his late teens, Sushi took over as the head of the fish clan, and he thought she was COOL AS HELL. a FISH WOMAN? with COOL FLOWY HAIR? incredible. She would often swim around in a giant tank during the meetings he would attend and he was ENAMORED with her graceful swimming. Her personality wasn’t exactly graceful but he thought that was cool as hell too. His passion for the jørgan clan had already been eroding thanks to his inability to become the next leader, and seeing Sushi was essentially the nail in the coffin and he abandoned the jørgan clan altogether. He struck up a friendship with Sushi and ran off with her. He didn’t become an official member of the fish clan, though, he was more so just trying to find his purpose in life outside of any set clan (it’s perfectly possible to not be part of any clan, but it can be difficult as it causes some isolation and loss of opportunities). Despite leaving his clan, his relationship with it and his family remained surprisingly solid, staying in consistent contact with them. The clan was incredibly confidential in its communications, though, perhaps to an absurd degree, and so to avoid any of their interactions being intercepted (especially by sushi, they had positive relations with the fish clan but it was still obvious sushi was young and inexperienced and she had a habit of leaking confidential communications just because she wanted to talk about them) they would often communicate via milk. How do you communicate with milk, you ask? They’d report false missing people reports and have the supposed missing persons’ names be secret messages to be put on the carton—for example, if Wheezer wanted to say something as simple as, I dunno, “hello father what are you doing for Christmas dinner,” he would report a barrage of missing people named “Elle O. Vathir-Wat” “R.U. dooen-four” “Chris mis”. Is it an inconvenient way to communicate? Absolutely. Do they spend an absurd amount of money on milk just to piece together the messages? Absolutely. But they do it anyway. It’s one of the most logistically nonsensical pieces of lore but I love it so much It’s a difficult way to communicate, but it gets the job done, although it makes a lot of people concerned about just how many missing people there are (and has sparked numerous search efforts to get that sweet sweet reward for finding someone. Someone who doesn’t even exist). It certainly boosts milk sales though.

To make ends meet, Wheezer landed a job at a large company ran by the Ramsay clan. This company was the small TBYTF research group pumpkin daddy had founded many years ago, which the Ramsay clan eventually got ownership of and turned into a multimillion dollar company that was being rapidly ran into the ground by Bingo due to his incompetence. It was the same company in name alone, they scarcely researched TBYTF and was now just a shell of its former self. Wheezer had no set position there, as, like I said, the company was being run into the ground and every employee was basically being delegated to whatever task could possibly save the company. So Wheezer did a variety of tasks there, such as gathering confidential clan information, finding and retrieving rare artifacts (this was his main task, as it was believed there were numerous powerful artifacts that were potentially being stolen by jørgan clan affiliates, hence why Wheezer was in particular chosen for this role) and working closely with Bingo as his personal assistant. Bingo had a VERY unprofessional work environment!! I don’t know if I’ve mentioned it before but Bingo is just straight up a cannibal and was constantly resisting the urge to eat Wheezer. Like he would actively make little diagrams of how the best way to prepare Wheezer for consumption and would not so subtly sprinkle him with seasonings while they spoke. So yeah bingo was absolutely planning on eating Wheezer!! Yikes!! Wheezer also had to deal with a guy named Biti who was constantly begging for money and doing annoying dances but he doesn’t really matter

On a more positive note, Wheezer and Sushi’s relationship was flourishing. They were very close friends and Sushi would often help Wheezer with his failing writing career (we will get to that soon). Wheezer even gave her his small intestine as a show of love! How…wonderful! They bonded over their undying hatred of pumpkin daddy! They even had a little figurine of him being hanged, which is, in any other context other than a story as unserious as pdbc, Very disturbing if you think about it! They dubbed it “mistlechum” (I actually don’t really remember why it’s called that, I know it’s a combination of mistletoe and chum but idk where the chum part came from…..). But uh oh!!! Sushi was in love with wheezer!!! Oh dear!!! What if we kissed under the mistlechum 👉👈

She invited him to a fish clan owned restaurant and earnestly professed her love for him. But alas!! Wheezer is aroace!! When he told Sushi this she was DEVASTATED. Luckily for sushi though Wheezer was fine with being in a relationship on the receiving end of a ton of sappy affection as long as she was fine with knowing that he didn’t reciprocate any of the romantic stuff (and the sexual stuff but that’s kinda a given because intimate relationships between fish-people and non-fishes is very taboo). We stan healthy communication and boundaries in relationships, love to see it (this is SO rare in pdbc there is an astounding lack of communication for almost every other relationship). So they began dating yippee!!

Now. Onto his semi-failure of a writing career. His true passion in life is writing but, alas, he’s not very good at it. His lack of a writing prowess isn’t even related to the fact that he’s dyslexic, something that runs in the family as J.S. has it too, that’s not the issue—he just is Not good at putting together a coherent narrative. He has numerous notebooks filled with incoherent ideas and plots that go nowhere. Wheezer is generally pretty docile compared to the rest of the jørgan clan, but, as the old saying goes, you can take the Wheezer out of the jørgan clan, but you can’t take the jørgan clan out of the Wheezer. Which basically just means that he needs to CHILL OUT he has a surprisingly short temper and petty side to him. Unlike most he’s able to handle it, but he can be extremely dramatic and violent at times (wheezer noooo stop slamming a table and throwing stuff everywhere you need to RELAX). And that aspect of him comes out a lot when his writing flops. Despite publishing numerous works that went nowhere, even with his inherent shred of fame from being part of the jørgan family, Wheezer did, eventually, manage to find slight success in his work. Not enough for it to be his sole job and certainly not enough to satisfy his ego, but…some amount of success. He has any more misses than hits, though. Wheezer’s most successful works are Gadi, a long form comic (graciously drawn by Sushi, who isn’t exactly the best artist considering she has no fingers, but is still somehow better than Wheezer) about two desert-dwelling guys in a post apocalyptic nuclear war-damaged world trying to scrape out a life for themselves, and a popular yet nonsensical series called The Dark Side Of The Sun. All was well for Wheezer. For a while. He and sushi were happy together, sushi helped him with his writing, Bingo didn’t try to eat Wheezer yet…and then Bert happened.

Bert is pure chaotic evil. I won’t get into him any further for now. He is diabolical. He is a Golem created simply to play cruel pranks. Wheezer’s number one pet peeve is being called resigned, for whatever reason. If you call him resigned he will be beyond enraged. I am NOT resigned I am ASSERTIVE I would NEVER BE RESIGNED HOW DARE YOU I WILL NEVER RESIGN FROM ANYTH—so anyway Bert pulled the ultimate prank (he was doing a series of pranks for a radio show) and submitted a fake resignation letter to Bingo. Bingo readily accepted it without any proof of it being real, and let Wheezer go. Wheezer was HYSTERICAL. he didn’t necessarily love his job but it was the only job he had, and he wanted to keep it more than anything. He was upset to the point that he stormed into the company building and vandalized it, writing indescribable words on the walls in his own blood (how he started bleeding in the first place, who knows? Probably ripped out another organ) and eventually crashed into Bingo’s office and began smashing all his stuff. I’m sure this won’t go wrong at all!

Yeah so turns out, one of the possessions that remained in Bingo’s office from the early days of the company back when pumpkin daddy owned it, was a painting that leads you to the alcoves like how you enter levels in super mario 64. Whoops!!! Entering the alcoves by mistake is basically a death wish!! To his surprise he wasn’t met with immediate danger, he kinda just stumbled in on pumpkin daddy and Gourdie hanging around and talking like normal people. But of course the panic set in and instead of explaining what happened he ran off to who knows where in the alcoves into a room filled with a ton of dangers. Basically like a huge obstacle course that you could probably get out safely from if you weren’t in a state of panic which, unfortunately, Wheezer was. Wheezer crashed around in there almost getting himself killed for hours on end until he managed to get himself to safety. He was too stunned and physically drained to get himself together and leave the alcoves entirely, however, so he stuck around and hung around with pumpkin daddy until he was ready to leave. Doing that was a HORRIBLE mistake, not because pumpkin daddy did anything heinous to him (well. Aside from not trying to help Wheezer when he was flailing around getting himself hurt and instead just sitting back to watch) but quite the opposite. Pumpkin daddy just kinda awkwardly comforted Wheezer (probably DESPERATELY waiting for him to leave because Wheezer basically just crashed into his living room) and helped Wheezer out with some of his problems, such as giving him simple writing advice and some spelling lessons. Turns out the number one way to impress wheezer is by tutoring him in spelling because he ended up becoming absolutely enamored with pumpkin daddy and saw him in a whole new light. He was no longer the enemy, no longer some weird pumpkin freak who should be executed, no—he was WONDERFUL he was a HERO he is the LEADER WE DESERVE. Most chalked his sudden change of heart up to apparent “post-alcoves shock”, but nobody can really say for sure why Wheezer did a complete 180. Whatever the reason, Wheezer has what many call fincheuss (pronounced fawn-shway)—a portmanteau of finch and issues. So it basically just means that you have issues pertaining to pumpkin daddy 🥰🥰 which Wheezer definitely did 🥰 Wheezer was a CHANGED MAN post-alcoves. He developed a strange habit of eating milk-soaked bread at the turn of midnight and being overall just…different. He and Sushi continued their relationship without a hitch despite their highly differing views on pumpkin daddy so good for them I guess!!

Bear with me here bc this part of the story is a bit undercooked (heartbreaking) but, as tensions began to escalate on the island, Wheezer joined a small group known as the mischief flock (sigh…like I said this part is so painfully undercooked but I love the mischief flock so much I just wish I knew what their deal actually was lmao). The mischief flock started off as a group that was trying to figure out ways to deescalate everything, but the members had such differing views that it ended up just being a friend group of people who…weren’t really friends. BUT WHATEVER wheezer for the most part simply attempted to convince the others in the group that “nooooo we can’t kill pumpkin daddy he’s so awesome :(“ he didn’t really convince anyone (unsurprisingly) yet somehow managed to get on Gourdie’s bad side?? For whatever the reason the two of them just could NOT get along despite both of them sharing the same mindset. Whilst in the mischief flock, Wheezer was the victim of yet another hilarious “prank”, in which someone, though not Gourdie surprisingly, hired a hit man on him. Not a hit man sent to kill him, a hit man sent to crawl in his ear and cause immense damage that deafened him. It’s worth mentioning that the hit man was a bug so that’s how he managed to squeeze in there. Despite Gourdie’s disliking of Wheezer she did have a sliver of sympathy and gave him a basket of baby snakes called Squiggle Snakes. And the squiggle snakes immediately became Wheezer’s friend! And made themselves at home! In the back of his eye sockets! Yeah wheezer can NOT catch a break when it comes to body horror. Somehow he wasn’t blinded by this. On the topic of Wheezer having an absolutely horrible time, turns out he’s allergic to Kurt’s famous moisturizer, so he couldn’t even get hugged by Kurt without having an allergic reaction 😔 heartbreaking

And, speaking of which, then Kurt fucking died. Yeah Wheezer actually predicted this would happen—he had a dream in which Kurt died, although he didn’t think it would actually happen considering Wheezer is no stranger to nightmares. But as it turns out, dreams CAN come true because sushi killed Kurt!!! Whoops!! This was beyond unforgivable to Wheezer, as he was a friend of Kurt, and immediately broke up with sushi without a second thought. Sushi was devastated at this break up and so did the only logical thing to do: dealing with her emotions like a normal healthy person and NAH I’M JUST KIDDING SHE TRIED TO KILL WHEEZER, TOO!! Wheezer, as you could probably guess, did not get killed and managed to escape the wrath of the angry fish woman who would benefit greatly from proper therapy. That wasn’t the end of things though, because while he was already trying to deal with Kurt’s death, trying to help avoid war, and trying to deal with Everything else going on, Sushi started sending Wheezer countless gifts and other miscellaneous trinkets in an attempt to win him back. This didn’t work, obviously, and Wheezer’s life continued spiraling out of control. Alas. However, on the bright side, the mystical FaceTime duck chose him as his new owner after Kurt’s death! FaceTime duck even granted Wheezer healing, fixing his seemingly irreparable hearing loss brought upon by that hit man (hit bug?). But uh. It is worth noting that he Immediately lost his hearing again because Gourdie got pissed with him and she proceeded to chase him around with a megaphone, screaming in his ear until he went deaf again. Look ok you gotta remember that almost everyone in pdbc is a HORRIBLE person. I love them all dearly but they are utterly despicable I gotta be honest lmao

So!!! Wheezer, being an important clan member (despite technically no longer being part of his clan) attended the negotiations. He didn’t actually play much of an important role there, however—if anything he just made things worse. First of all, Fina goes NUTS around wheezer. Not really in a good way, or a bad way. Fina’s strange enough as is but wheezer, with his organ-like voice and being the child of a god…it’s like giving a sleep deprived chimpanzee cocaine. Or giving a demon a bath in holy water? I dunno why those’re the best analogies I can come up with but point is Wheezer’s mere existence short circuits her brain. So it’s quite likely Wheezer being there led to Fina’s especially bad behavior at the negotiations.

And secondly, he screwed things up by creating an eldritch horror! Gourdie gave him very specific instructions for a task he was supposed to complete with some recovered artifacts, but wheezer completely ignored her (some say he simply couldn’t hear her because, well, she did deafen him after all, but given Wheezer’s overall personality it’s just as likely he knew full well what she wanted him to do and purposely ignored it) and promptly used the artifact’s powers to create a horrific suitcase creature named bowser. No relation to the Mario character. Bowser is a disgusting creature that I won’t get into too much for the sake of time, but he’s covered in zippers and such and can unzip his skin. He also spits gasoline and then lights things on fire. Enough about bowser though. He and Gourdie got into a huge fight over this incident, leading to a physical brawl that everyone else in attendance found very entertaining. Gourdie won, but that’s to be expected considering she’s a retired boxer. Wheezer got the absolute shit knocked out of him.

Somehow that fight of theirs was actually a good thing for wheezer, as Sushi ended up helping him out afterwards by patching him up a bit and giving him something to drink. Which, I mean, certainly doesn’t excuse everything she did, but it was at least a sign that she was TRYING to improve and that her little fishy-heart was in the right place. And, uh oh, you know what time it is!!! It’s that time where I reach the part where the story is CRIMINALLY UNDERCOOKED!! YIIIIKES ALRIGHT so Wheezer is actually pretty important during this part which makes it even worse that it’s all a big mess. To put it as simply as I can, he was the one who stopped fina from straight up murdering pumpkin daddy. LUCKILY wheezer actually has a bit of a role in the final stretch of the story so his story doesn’t abruptly start, yippee

Wheezer didn’t immediately get back together with sushi, as one could imagine. Sushi ended up turning herself in for the murder of Kurt (SHOCKING) (WHY THE HELL WOULD SHE DO THAT) (THE LEGAL SYSTEM IN PDBC IS INCREDIBLY FUCKED SO SOMEONE ACTUALLY HAVING CONSEQUENCES FOR THEIR ACTIONS IS ASTOUNDING) and Wheezer just kinda. awkwardly continued his writing career as if nothing happened. And tried to avoid the fame that came with the whole Gourdie fight incident (people were demanding he make some sort of scripted fighting show but he was just like “nooo I want to write about desert-dwelling boyfriends :(“) J.S. also might’ve kinda thrown himself in a volcano soooooo wheezer also had to deal with the ramifications of thaaaaaaaatttt. He stayed in touch with sushi while she was in the stock market (if you don’t remember the prison system on Fincg island is more so just a stretch of land where criminals are sent, it’s called the stock market) and together they decided their next business venture would be to create a giant indoor sanctuary for the non-humans (fish people, bug people, also there are other species that were quickly evolving to human intelligence) so that they could have a place more suitable for their environmental needs, called the Snowflake (named after it’s snowflake-like design). To fund this however they both had to land more lucrative jobs, so wheezer went out and got a nice, wholesome job NAH I’M JUST KIDDING he started embezzling money from his now-defunct clan. But it got the job done and he managed to not only start building the Snowflake, but he also bought a nice house for him and sushi. Bowser burned the house down though so yikes no nice house for them

AND FINALLY he and sushi got married, mostly for the financial and legal benefits. Their wedding was for the most part pleasant, although Gourdie did Not appreciate the fact that he and sushi decided that they would kiss under the mistlechum. She didn’t care that kissing underneath a crude effigy of her presumed-dead husband was “romantic” or “a symbol of our first date” or whatever. But yeah sushi and wheezer got married and lived happily ever after?? I guess??? Good for him for being one of the only characters who aren’t miserable by the end???

SO YEAH that’s a brief summary of Wheezer, yippee, here’s random trivia:

He’s an organ donor. Pretty unsurprising, you gotta do SOMETHING with those organs you rip out

His dear friend, a deer, was killed by chronic wasting disease. He visits his grave often

He has razor sharp collarbones. Not exaggerating they are Painfully sharp and they make him look very strange

He was once “gifted” a pair of gloves from pumpkin daddy. Pumpkin daddy demanded he throw the gloves into a volcano because he believed they were haunted but wheezer, as per usual, disobeyed instructions and kept the gloves for himself

He’s one of the few who can see when people are drawings. “What does this mean” WELL YOU SEE some people are just straight up Not Real and are literally drawings but almost everyone’s under a shared hallucination that they’re a real person. Those who can see the truth are often outcast and seen as crazy when really it’s quite the opposite. It’s uh. Difficult to explain

THAT’S ALL BYE

[altoace]

✨Guess who just read X-Men: Children of the Atom (1999)?✨

Here’s some incorrect quotes for these dumb children that I adore.

— — — — — — — — — — — — — — — — — —

*in the Danger Room*

Bobby: Is anyone else scared?

Scott: Not really. I’ve already lived longer than I expected.

— — — — —

Jean: We call that a traumatic event!

Hank, turning to Scott: Not a “Yikes” moment!

Hank, turning to Warren: Or a “Major L”!

Hank, turning to Bobby: Or an “Ooph lmao”!

— — — — —

Warren: How much sleep did you get?

Scott: Like eight.

Warren: Hours?

Scott: Minutes.

— — — — —

Warren: Scott, I don’t know to tell you this, but you’re in love with me.

Scott: I am?

Scott:

Scott: Oh my god, I am!

Hank: What kind of confession am I witnessing?

— — — — —

Scott: Due to personal reasons, I will be sinking to the bottom of the ocean in a large metal box.

Bobby: Warren said “I love you” and you said “Thank you”, didn’t you?

Scott: The reasons are pERSONAL!

— — — — —

Jean: I can’t believe you’re training today, Scott. Why aren’t you in bed?

Scott, with his voice clearly gone: I feel fine.

Bobby: That’s what we’re going to put on his gravestone. “He felt fine”.

— — — — —

Magneto: I will spare you misguided children if you are able to answer these riddles. He who makes me doesn’t want me. He who buys me doesn’t need me. He who uses me doesn’t care. What am I?

Scott: A child!

Magneto: Jesus Christ that’s dark. Are you okay? Do you need a heart-to-heart talk about this?

— — — — —

Warren: Okay, here’s the plan. First, we set off the fire alarms—

Hank: Warren, we can’t set off an alarm if there’s no fire; we’ll get in trouble!

Warren: Okay, fine. First, we’ll start a fire—

— — — — —

Warren: Do you ever get that feeling when you look at someone and your heart skips a beat?

Scott: That’s called arrhythmia.

Warren: I get that feeling every time I see you—

Scott: You can die from that.

Warren: I know you’re smart, but can you please stop for one second?

— — — — —

Scott: What do you even see in me…?

Warren: You should sit down.

Warren: {takes out an endless list}

Scott: Wha—

Warren: Let’s begin from the first time I saw your eyes (read: glasses) glimmering while you sat next to the class’s window—

— — — — —

Hank: So Jean! Our dear friend and teammate!

Bobby: We just wanted to remind you of how much you love us!

Warren: And how boring your life would be without us!

Jean, completely done: What did you do?

— — — — —

Warren: We’re just…

Scott: Working!

Warren: Yes! We were just working…together…independently…

Jean: So. You two work without your clothes on?

— — — — —

Bobby: We could be killed!

Warren: Or worse, the professor could give us another lecture on “responsibility”!

— — — — —

Warren: I have an idea.

Jean: A good one?

Warren: Let’s not get ahead of ourselves.

— — — — —

Scott: Oh wow, this computer is huge.

Warren: Yeah, almost as big as my dic—

Scott: What?

Warren: —tionary…

— — — — —

Hank: What’s wrong with you?

Scott: Off the top of my head, I’d say low self-esteem, a lack of paternal affection, and a genetic predisposition for anxiety and depression.

— — — — —

Bobby: If I cut off my foot and, like, swing it at you, am I kicking you or hitting you?

Hank: You’ll most likely mentally scar me more than anything.

— — — — —

Warren: {flirts with Scott}

Scott: {flirts back}

Warren: Well, I wasn’t prepared for this outcome.

— — — — —

Xavier: What could be giving you anxiety?

Scott: Umm, let’s see. Every aspect of my life.

— — — — —

Jean: You have no idea how to show affection to anyone!

Scott: That is not true! I hugged Warren once!

Jean: That was a chokehold!

Scott: Same thing!

— — — — —

*after Xavier takes him in*

Scott: Mental health? Zero.

Scott: Am I okay? No.

Scott: Will I be okay tomorrow? Probably not.

Scott: Hotel? Trivago.

— — — — —

Warren, talking to Bobby: My sexuality is more complex, you see. It’s a spectrum.

Scott: {smiles at him from across the room}

Warren: Gay, I’m fucking gay.

— — — — —

Hank, telepathically to Jean: He’s in the kitchen again.

Warren: “Beat three eggs” in what? Hand to hand combat??

Jean: Get him out!

— — — — —

Scott: I like you how I like my emotions.

Warren: Explain?

Scott, whispering in his ear: Buried deep inside me.

— — — — —

Scott: Life keeps fucking me, and I can’t remember the safe word.

— — — — —

Bobby: {holds up rock covered in painted pride flags} Wanna throw this through a homophobe’s window?

Scott: I’m down, but heads up I might fall asleep halfway through. I’m barely awake right now.

— — — — —

Scott: There’s a tiger painted here. It’s got a fierce look on its face, as if to say, “Abandon all hope, all ye who enter here.”

Scott: Don’t worry, Mr. Tiger. Hope and I haven’t been on speaking terms for a while now.

— — — — —

Scott: Have you ever been handcuffed before?

Warren: Wait, sexually? Or by law enforcement?

— — — — —

Scott: I get really nervous when Warren compliments me. Sometimes, I really don’t know what to say.

*later*

Warren: You look beautiful today.

Scott, panicking: Happy Birthday—

— — — — —

Hank: Please, that is utter terminological inexactitude.

The rest of the o5:

Hank: {sighs} That’s bullshit, fuckers.

— — — — —

Jean: How many times do I need to tell you guys this? Pick up any trash you find and don’t leave it lying around! It’s not that hard!

Warren: There’s no need to talk about Bobby like that; he’s right here.

Bobby:

Jean and Hank: Warren, no—

Scott: Geez, Jean, you could’ve just asked me to leave and I would’ve.

Jean and Hank: SCOTT, NO—

— — — — —

Warren: You’re pretty cute when you’re nice.

Scott: What am I when I’m not nice?

Warren: Hot as fuck.

— — — — —

Warren: Hey, remember that time I accidentally walked around telling everyone I got a hentai tattoo instead of a henna tattoo?

Bobby: You mean the best day of my life?

Bobby: I recall.

[winns-stuff]

LO RANT/VENT:

Umm so I haven’t been too active, life’s been manageable and my grades are actually doing amazing so I now will give myself a small break. But with the fastpass and yes I will vaguely talk about it because this has to hurt more than ever for me.

I am going to let it out and just say that I absolutely hate Lore Olympus. I have no tolerance for it anymore and I deeply despise it, and before anyone tries to come at me I have every fucking right to especially after this stupid ass fast pass with Demeter. This entire comic has been the most invalidating experience I’ve ever had to witness in my life, it is an insult to my youth, an insult to my feminism, an insult to my community, an insult to my culture, my trauma, and even my identity as a whole. I’ve been really quiet about it because I’m used to people stepping all over me and completely disrespecting me but I can’t do this anymore. Nothing has made me more sick than reading all of this.

Now you may be wondering why I say all of this in the first place and I’ll tell you. I’ve been informed (MAJOR SPOILER SO PLEASE JUST SKIP THIS) that Demeter gets manipulated into having sex with Zeus and shes obviously heartbroken and feels taken advantaged of yet the whole narrative of the situation still paints her as a fucking villain. I’m going to be a little personal with this but the reason why I have such a huge issue with this is because this is the exact same thing that happened with my mother, unfortunately she was coerced and manipulated into having sex with her then boyfriend which in turn got her pregnant (with me) and made him furious, he wanted to abort me while my mother refused to do so so he started harassing my family until he finally got arrested. To see this exact same situation be played in a way that Demeter isn’t the victim and she’s just bitter and jealous when this obvious traumatic thing happened to her makes me sick to my damn stomach. This stuff happens to real people all the time Rachel you cannot just handle these things with such ignorance all the fucking time, you can’t just say your comic validates trauma when you’ve belittled one of the most fucked up shit you can do to a person.

Then to top it off the comments are no better, they’re all victim blaming and incredibly insensitive. I’ve seen people literally call Demeter a bitch in her own story about her own fucking trauma, they’ve said that it was her fault, that she should’ve known better, that she shouldn’t have trusted Zeus. All of these things have been said to my mother as well, every last phrase has been said to my mother and it’s gotten to a point where she blames herself for the situation. There’s genuinely no words to describe how incredibly angry I am, I’m so just over everything with this comic and I want people to understand how harmful things like this are. I don’t have any real words except that I’m sorry to everyone who’ve ever been through something similar, if you had to read any of those comments I’m so incredibly sorry. I’m sorry to my mother as well because the same people who have been invalidating her and blaming her for her own trauma are continuing their fucking rounds with stuff like this.

People like that genuinely make me sick. How are you going to blame anyone for trauma or traumatic situations that happened to THEM, what the hell did you not fucking learn about this??? You’ve watched Persephone going through all of this stuff and literally suffering and you’ve seen how much of an emotional toll it’s had on her yet after seeing all the struggle that it puts people through you still decide to say stupid shit like that. What makes all of this even worse is if this was Persephone or Hades no one would’ve said a thing, everyone would’ve been supported and validated her whole experience yet if it’s any other form of trauma that they don’t count as important or even relevant they’ll dismiss it and belittle it. I’m so sick of this shit, at some point Rachel is going to have to get involved she’s always proclaiming how mentally aware Lore Olympus is and she has nothing to show for it you can do something now by actually calling out your horrendous fans (obviously the ones I brought up) for their disgusting actions.

[beigetiger]

I’m bored and procrastinating, so have some incorrect quotes of my Sky OCs based off random stuff I found while searching.

Mykell: I hope no one lowkey hates me.

Mykell: Highkey hate me. Hate me with every fiber of your being.

Mykell: Go big or go home.

Ray, making coffee: This is going to fix everything.

Kylo: I’m fine. It’s just that life is pointless and nothing matters and I’m always tired.

Cadro: The waiter at Olive Garden has been grating my cheese for 6 hours now, waiting for me to say when. Customers are screaming. Three people have died.

Cadro: I will not yield.

Mykell: The only thing keeping me from running away and hiding from society for the rest of my life is spite. I could disappear forever, but there are some bitches whose downfalls I have yet to witness, and I wanna be around when that happens.

Morgan: It's not like I try to blow things up, exactly. It just sort of happens. You've got to admit though, fire is fascinating.

Kylo: I am free of all prejudice. I hate everyone equally.

Oz, to Natalie: I'd make fun of your height but there isn't enough to make fun of.

Mykell to everyone: I just wanted to say that over the years, I have come to regard you as… people I met.

Aishika: I'm against crime, and I'm not ashamed to admit it.

Ray: Say no to drugs.

Oz: Say yes to drugs.

Shiela: It doesn't matter if you say yes or no to drugs, cause if you're talking to drugs... then you're on drugs.

Natalie: Yeah, well I've never died so how do I know that god is real.

Sparrow: Two brooooos!

Cadro: Chillin' in a hot tub!

Sparrow: Five feet apart 'cause we're not gay

Oz: This bloodline ends with me.

Arturo: That's the fanciest way I've ever heard someone say "I'm gay".

Leon: Everyone thinks I'm this soft cute person but I'm not!

Mykell: Leon, you cried for an hour after stepping on a bug yesterday.

Leon: It had feelings! It was probably going home to dinner and I killed it!

Shiela: ...It was a bug.

Leon: It was a BEETLE, and its wife is definitely worried sick, wondering where it is, and I really don't get why you all think I'm so sentimental because I'm not!

Mykell: ...

Sheila: ...

Leon: Stop looking at me like that!

Aishika: What's the most efficient way to burn calories?

Morgan: Exercise more!

Kylo: Set yourself on fire.

Ghander: There are two kinds of people.

Sparrow: What's worse than a heartbreak?

Cadro: Waking up in the morning and your phone wasn't charging.

Dee: Waking up in the morning.

Ray: Waking up.

Ray: We call that a traumatic experience.

Ray, turning to Natalie: Not a "bruh moment".

Ray, turning to Shiela: Not "sadge".

Ray, turning to Oz: And DEFINITELY not an "oof LMAO".

Aishika, setting down a card: Ace of spades.

Oz, pulling out an Uno card: +4.

Shiela, pulling out a Pokémon card: Jolteon, I choose you!

Ray, trembling: What are we playing?!

Aishika: Is stabbing someone immoral?

Dee: Not if they consent to it.

Arturo: Depends on who your stabbing.

Shiela: YES??!!?

Aishika: What do you do when someone offers you drugs?

Oz: Take them!

Sparrow: Punch them in the neck!

Ghander: Say thank you!

Cadro: Offer them more drugs to assert dominance!

Aishika: …

Aishika: No.

Ray: What makes you all smile?

Shiela: Friends and Family.

Natalie: Snacks.

Arturo: Victory and success.

Mykell: Face muscles.

Mykell: Stay foxy.

Arturo: Die lonely.

I’ll probably do more of these in the future, but that’s what I’ve got for now! Thank you all!

[compassionatereminders]

hi Kat, I wanted to see if you have any advice or kind words for me. I’m going through a breakup, I ended things 2-3 weeks ago. today would have been our 6 year anniversary. I decided to end things bc my ex’s dissociation & overall mental health has declined the past couple years and was affecting us. she went through a bad breakup a couple years back (we were polyamorous) which was the beginning of the decline. it was traumatic for her. I supported her as best as I could, but she says I wasn’t supportive enough (I’m autistic & I provide a lot more tangible support than verbal support). after that, we kept having instances where she would say outright mean things to me, seemingly pick fights over nothing, accuse me of things I wasn’t doing, and generally be really hurtful and not like herself. and it just got worse and worse for 2 years. we both did individual therapy, couples therapy, and both have psychiatrists. but she has an alter that is resentful of me or hates me or something, idk. so she would switch out, say mean things to me, but when we’d talk about it later she would just say I never said that, that didn’t happen, and so on. she said I was gaslighting her while in the same breath telling me that all my memories are wrong. it escalated to a point where my therapist encouraged me to leave, and she’s never made a suggestion like that before so I took it seriously. I left a week ago & I have to move in with a friend. I’ve been in an abusive relationship before where I was gaslit, meanwhile she would flip it around and say I didn’t do that, YOU did and accuse me of gaslighting her. so it’s been really triggering to have this current situation where one person has DID and genuinely doesn’t remember what happened trying to convince me that my memories are wrong all the time. she’ll say something cruel to me, later deny that it ever happened, and a few hours later be back to being sweet and kind and loving. every time I’ve talked about possibly ending the relationship she changes for a few days and is extra sweet, then we go back to the relationship being bad. I’m just really, really sad. I still love her and I didn’t want things to end. I wish we could go back to the relationship we had a few years ago. our mutual friends say she’s talking shit about me, meanwhile I’m over here saying that I love her and wish I could be with her. my therapist and my long-term friends (most of whom know me & my ex well) think that I’m making the right decision and that my ex has steadily treated me worse and worse, especially in the last year. (their opinions aren’t even 100% based on what I’ve told them, some of it is things they’ve witnessed first hand.) I’m just really sad and feel like I’m making a mistake, even though I’m probably not. I’ve had long-term relationships end before and it’s never felt this bad. I’ve always felt like eventually I would be able to move on, but I don’t feel that way this time.

It honestly sounds like you made the right decision by breaking up. One thing is saying "I don't remember that" - but going "I don't remember that, so you must be lying!" is just not an okay conclusion. Especially not if you're aware that you frequently experience amnesia due to DID

[raybug-theradfem]

CONTENT WARNING

Mentions of miscarriage, possible financial abuse, religion in places it shouldn’t be, maternal mortality.

I see the way most men parent and I think “why would you pressure your wife/girlfriend into having kids that you’re going to ignore?” The more time I’ve spent in the family dynamic of my mother’s boyfriend, it is being made very clear that in his head, women are just here to make children. He has about 6-7 children (I do not know because I have yet to meet them all) and he just gives money. His children come over and yet it is my mother, his eldest daughter or me, who is made responsible for the younger boys while he goes to work or soccer. Not only do I believe dynamics like these are because of the patriarchy/misogyny but I also believe they are a result of capitalism (in all of its stages) and affect the health and wellbeing of women negatively.

Most men see women as a vessel for children. This has been made clear by both my observations of individual heterosexual relationships and my knowledge of women’s access to contraceptives or abortion in North America. On the topic of the heterosexual relationships that I have witnessed, I will use the ones I am around most often, my grandparents and my mother and her boyfriend. My grandparents had their children in the eighties, my grandmother was a stay at home mom and my grandpa went out and made money. At the time of having her first child, she had no access to contraception (or no knowledge of it ) and no access to safe abortion. Therefore, the only answer was to get married. She had four daughters and an angel baby. After the loss, she had her tubes tied. While raising her family she had no say in where they lived or what her husband did with the money, she just had to be a homemaker. Obviously, this was normal for her culture and time but looking at it through a modern lens, it is a sad and lonely life. My mother’s boyfriend does something similar. He isolates her. They only go out with his friends or do what he wants. They live in a bachelor style basement apartment. She was on birth control that was causing major health issues and instead of him wearing a condom and her stopping it, she decided to keep it on (birth control patch) and suffer silently. She still got pregnant despite the patch and he said she had to keep it. She had no say in what to do with her own body or life. She was trapped, not having the financial resources to leave. After Christmas, she lost the babies to which he said something like: “just pray, it’s in God’s hands” because he somehow believed that would bring back the already decomposing fetuses. Not only was this a traumatic experience for my mom but around the same time her dad almost died and her boyfriend was the biggest burden in trying to go see him or do anything for my grandmother.

Parenting for a lot of men, especially in modern times involves either being the parent to punish children (the scary parent) or just giving money. There doesn’t seem to be an emotional aspect. In recent years there’s been an ever more common “baby mama” dynamic in families, it has always existed but it just seems to be more prevalent now. Men will have children with a woman, sometimes children she doesn’t even want and leave her for another woman and do the same thing repeatedly until they either kick the bucket or get married and ultimately cheat on their wife. This is incredibly toxic for everyone involved. These men then go on to have booming careers and everything they want in life while the woman is stuck taking care of his kid(s) that he sees for at most five days a month. On the days they do have their kids they will do the absolute most, post about it on social media and get praise from their friends but behind closed doors tell their children “I only have to love you every two weeks!”. I am giving this opinion from two perspectives, the child and the observer. In the position of the child, it is magical when you’re younger because you get to have a sleepover at daddy’s apartment and eat candy and go to the arcade but as you get older you hear what your parents say about each other and you feel like a burden to both. From the side of the observer, I see that the kids don’t get to actually bond with their father or have a second parental figure most of the time. He is more so viewed like how you would view an uncle or cousin than a father. There is no possible way for you to have more than 3 kids with different mothers and give them all equal opportunities and attention.

Dynamics like these are the result of the patriarchy and capitalism. “In a patriarchal society, women are excluded from fully participating in political and economic life” (simply psychology). This point is made especially true for women with children. With the baby mama dynamic, the woman is giving all her financial resources to raising the child and the man is giving a set amount per month which is barely enough to feed the child most times. Women are already paid less than men in North America and other parts of the world but now add being the sole provider for children that you originally didn’t want and were pressured into having. The average cost of raising a child up to 18 in Canada is $293,000, that is almost $300k that could have been spent on education, housing, retirement, etc. In “traditional” dynamics, the man is the breadwinner and the woman stays home to raise the children. The woman has no work experience or money of her own which in the event of an emergency gives her a huge disadvantage. Furthermore, these issues go hand in hand with capitalism because patriarchy and capitalism go hand in hand. Both are built under the traditional model of men going to work and women staying home. But what about now? Nowadays, women have to go to work and then come home to do more, now unpaid, labour. While men get to come home from work, relax, play video games and participate in other hobbies, women come home to cook dinner, help the kids with homework, clean the house, etc. In this dynamic, the woman is exploited entirely for her body and labour, by both her boss and her husband/boyfriend. Many women feel that their male partner does not equally contribute to responsibilities in the home (American Psychological Association).

Finally all of these things combined negatively affect the health of women. Women risk their health with every pregnancy and birth. Many complications can arise that are so much more common than people think. In Canada 3-20% of women develop gestational diabetes (Diabetes Canada). The USA has a scary maternal mortality of 32.5 for every 100,000 births according to the CDC (all age groups included but the older, the higher the risk). This informal essay was not meant to discourage having children but to inform anyone reading the effects of having children that aren’t always talked about.

https://www.simplypsychology.org/patriarchal-society-feminism-definition.html#:~:text=In%20a%20patriarchal%20society%2C%20women,home%20(Nash%2C%202009).

[thenightisland]

tagged by the lovely @mellowthorn for a rote Q&A thingy under the cut bc it's long

Favourite RotE Book: assassin's quest and fool's fate are constantly vying for the number one slot and the answer changes day by day

Why: on aq days it's bc that's the book that took this series from "wow i really like this" to "oh i'm going to be obsessed with these for the rest of my life huh." it has, i think, the best ending. it has my favorite chapter (ch 20 jhaampe my beloved). parts of it hit very close to home. on ff days it's bc well ff is insane. no book has ever gotten the reaction out of me that that one did. i do not cry at books; it made me cry seven times. it has such excellent payoff for stuff that was set up in the earliest books (rh queen of playing the long game). most heartwrenchingly beautiful moments on earth just chapter after chapter of them.

Top Three Favourite Characters: i think i am one of the few people whose favorite character genuinely is fitz lol. beloved obv number two. after that the answer also changes every day but i'm very partial to web and kettricken.

Top Three Least Favourite Characters: this may be biased due to me being neck deep in ship of destiny at the moment, but 98% of the men in lst need to be set on fire

Favourite Ship (of the floating kind): paragon

Top Three Favourite Ships (of the people kind): (keeping our venn diagram overlap answers) Fitzloved, Burrich/Chivalry, Patience/Lacey

Would you rather be Witted or Skilled: skilled. it seems so handy with the healing and prolonging your life. and i get traumatized enough by animal death as it is without introducing the wit to that equation.

If you were Witted, what animal would you bond with?: some kind of bird

Would you rather live in the Outislands, the Mountain Kingdom, the Six Duchies, Bingtown, the Rain Wilds, Kelsingra, Jamaillia, the Pirate Isles, or Fool’s Homeland?: practicality says bingtown bc i like being relatively warm and by the ocean and not get fantasy radiation poisoning from where i live but...but kelsingra is so fucking neat

How were you introduced to the books? a friend of mine on here always posted about them and our tastes overlapped so much that despite the fact that at the time i said i didn't like fantasy and wouldn't read it, i figured if this friend of mine liked these books there must be a reason. i read the left hand of darkness bc she posted about it too and when i mentioned reading it to her she was like "lol yeah it's hard for me to separate it from fool's fate" so i thought "maybe it's time to read those books then"

Share a quote you love: somewhat abridged for length's sake, from RA, and was one of those bits i count as early warning sign of my impending obsession lol:

“ ‘Not all men are destined for greatness,’ I reminded him

‘Are you sure, Fitz? Are you sure? What good is a life lived as if it made no difference at all to the great life of the world? A sadder thing I cannot imagine. Why should not a mother say to herself, if I raise this child aright, if I love and care for her, she shall live a life that brings joy to those about her, and thus I have changed the world? Why should not the farmer that plants a seed say to his neighbor, this seed I plant today will feed someone, and that is how I change the world today?’

‘This is philosophy, Fool. I have never had time to study such things.’

‘No, Fitz, this is life. And no one has time not to think of such things. Each creature in the world should consider this thing, every moment of the heart’s beating. Otherwise, what is the point of arising each day?…You create possibilities….I have seen the end of the world, Fitz. Seen it woven as plainly as I’ve seen my birth. Oh, not in your lifetime, nor even mine. But shall we be happy, to say that we live in the dusk rather than the full night? Shall we rejoice that we shall only suffer, while your offspring will be the ones to know the torments of the damned? Shall this be why we do not act?’ ”

also and underrated one from FA:

“Oh, the things we discover and the things we learn, much too late. Worse are the secrets that are not secrets, the sorrows we live with but do not admit to one another.”

i have also thought about "every nuance of his grace as familiar to me as the drawing of breath" literally every day but that's a given if there's a sappy line you can be sure i am thinking about it nonstop without a moment's peace

[noa-nightingale]

we’ve never talked before (hi my name’s kelli!) but i just saw that you read crime and punishment and it’s become a life or death issue for me to know your opinions.!

she’s the best worst book i’ve ever read, and the worst best book. i love her, i hate her. she consumes my every waking thought.

Hello! :)

Ooooooh boy that book.

I hope you don't mind me rambling about it haha. I don't know where to start (or stop) so this will probably be messy.

Most of the time I am not really into reading from the perspective of a character I don't like - but this time I enjoyed it. Well, enjoyed is probably not the right word but Raskolnikow's thoughts and persepctive was endlessly fascinating to me, even though I disliked him and found his reasoning kind of horrifying.

Like, the whole concept that there is the broad mass who is only there to procreate and ensure that humandkind will continue existing and then there are people who are so special that they are above the law and above morality... it's a horrifying concept.

I think it was kind of inevitable that he turned himself in at the end. I did not doubt that he would do it for, like, the entire book. But having a surprise ending wasn't the point of the book - you have a murder that is not a mystery to you and you have an ending that you can predict from the start, and the whole thing is still so damn interesting.

What else?

Everyone is too damn patient with the guy lol. He does not deserve that many chances. He does not deserve Sofja's support. I can't blame Sofja for how she acted. She is a traumatized 18yo girl in a very vulnerable position. If anything, I can blame Raskolnikow for treating her how he does.

Oh! And Awdotja!

I also think it was obvious that she got together with Rasumichin in the end. Like... Who is the best choice for her?

Is it a) her shitty fiancé who wants her to worship him and look up to him and be inferior to him and thinks it is better to marry a poor woman so she has to be grateful to him and be indebted to him, b) her creepy ex-employer who tried to assault her and probably killed his wife, or c) her brother's friend who tried his best to help her and her mother and is generally a decent, good human being.

Rasumichin was actually one of my favorite characters. I fucking HATED Swidrigailow though. Most punch-able character of the entire book. I don't know how many faces I pulled when that creep got time on the pages.

The money troubles that Raskolnikow had where so stressful to me. And it was even more stressful to me that he threw money away (literally), that he refused opportunities to make money (when Rasumichin offered him the job of translating German texts into Russian and he just walked away), that he gave away money. Like, he pretended that killing the old woman was for her money but it was not about that at all, and it was just so damn stressful to me. Maybe because of my own money troubles idk lol.

I also think Lisaweta's role was kind of... underdeveloped? Raskolnikow could justify killing the old woman as much as he wanted to to himself, calling her a louse and everything... What about Lisaweta though? She ended up as someone who had to be murdered because she was a witness. Raskolnikow does not think about her as much as he thinks about the other woman he killed.

What did kind of shock me near the end was the death of his mother. It made me sad. She spent the entire book worrying about her son and in the end she died in a delirium without ever having seen him again. She deserved better.

I read the German translation btw (hence the spelling of the names - I am using the pronunciation of the German translation) and I rather liked it.

There are probably a thousand more things that can be said about the book but I'll leave it at that.

Thanks for the message! I enjoyed rambling for a while! :)