#true identity concepts

[shslsyoko]

Sunroom in New York

Sunroom - small medium tone wood floor and brown floor sunroom idea

[nurkussmich]

Traditional Closet New York Mid-sized traditional walk-in closet idea with recessed-panel cabinets and beige cabinets in a medium tone wood floor is gender-neutral.

[spencerscookies]

Bathroom - Powder Room

Idea for a powder room with a small cement tile floor, colorful wainscoting, a two-piece toilet, yellow cabinets, gray walls, a pedestal sink, and a freestanding vanity.

[mastermigraciones]

Dining Room - Farmhouse Dining Room Inspiration for a mid-sized cottage medium tone wood floor and brown floor kitchen/dining room combo remodel

[graynide]

i just realized that when both Krupp and Cap pretend or impersonate as one another, they wear their clothes very terribly and thats funny.

btw Captain Krupp belongs to @possessable!

[villainvirus]

turn your back / hello world

[age-of-moonknight]

“Under the Same Moon,” Vengeance of the Moon Knight (Vol. 2/2024), #6.

Writer: Jed MacKay; Penciler and Inker: Devmalya Pramanik; Colorist: Rachelle Rosenberg; Letterer: Cory Petit

[minjv]

i love how ive + their team constantly evolve to explore various trends and genres while still holding on to their established musical identity

[aeoris4lovers]

eadwulf grieve is not a person.

he is a weapon. a live weapon, an arcane weapon, a valuable weapon, but a weapon. his worth is in the blood he draws, in the lives he takes. people rarely make good weapons – they cut too easily, break too quickly when bent – but he can tend to the blood and the breaks, can be a good blade. a weapon is not a person.

he is the muscle. he was chosen for a kind of strength that the others like him didn't possess. his true purpose is in his flesh, it is his flesh. all the others have a mind like his, some surely far better than his. his thoughts are replaceable, insignificant. he matters most of all because he is a body and least of all because he is a mind. a body is not a person.

he is a machine. manufactured, refined, branded, released. he takes orders and executes them, does what he's told, does his job, doesn't ask questions. whatever small measures of individuality he may cling to are irrelevant. he lives free only because he does as he is asked. a machine is not a person.

he is the wolf. a hunter sent to stalk its prey, an animal caged and if ever not caged then certainly chained, kept on a leash until sicced on whoever has been causing problems for his master. he's always been an excellent scout – keen senses, acute focus, know a mark and sniff them out, let nothing stay hidden. a beast is not a person.

he is a ghost. relegated to the shadows, always hidden, always haunting, making his home in the unseen and the unheard and the unnoticed. he reaches out to touch the world and the world feels nothing in return. he is only ever watching, only ever the observer, known to the living only through things thrown and shattered and torn. a spirit is not a person.

he is part of a whole. he is astrid's other half, an extension of trent's will, a single cell in the sprawling organism of the volstrucker. he lives always latched to another, joined to the point of indistinguishability. he would be dead without them; he would be nothing without them. a piece is not a person.

a boy named eadwulf died years ago, killed alongside his loving parents, the spark of life choked mercilessly out of them all. he is buried, now, at the bottom of an unmarked grave deep within a ribcage, tucked safely in an old emptiness where once there might have been a beating heart.

the dark thing that walked back out of the house that night was something hollowed, something jagged, something changed.

what remains of eadwulf grieve is not a person.

[hadesknockedupintheunderworld]

Okay I'm ready to elaborate on this post now

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So, I found this post on pixiv a while back:

In succession there's an image of gijinka Tails wearing Maria's outfit followed up by an image of mobian Shadow and a Maria with fox ears and twin tails. These images plagued my brain until my brain formed a concept, and so I'm going to talk about that concept now.

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Now, I don't know if any of you have seen the second Avatar movie (not atla), but there's a plot point in it involving mechanics from the first movie. Whenever people assumed the body of their avatar, the machines they'd use (if I remember correctly) would automatically create a backup of their memories just in case anything happened to them and they died. And so in the second movie it kind of was just revealed that there was a space station or shuttle of some sort (please keep in mind I watched this movie one time) where they'd been growing Avatars. And so some time after the events of the first movie, once the Avatars matured, they woke up with the memories of guys who'd died at the end of the first movie. Essentially, the avatars were grown with their dna in mind, and then after they died, all of their stored memories were backed up into these avatars, making this a sort of "the avatar is their primary body" like Jake Sully while also being more along the lines of a clone thing.

Anyways, with that in mind, what if Gerald did something like this.

Gerald was doing a great deal of research on the Ark, and he dabbled in everything from ancient civilizations to aliens to chaos energy. We know he was hoping that Project Shadow 's success would be something that would lead to curing Maria of NIDS.

But what if Gerald created a bunch of backup plans? What if, as time went on and he feared the cutting of his funding or the closing of the project, he tried to create other ways that Maria could continue to live. While these methods would not be best case senario, they would still allow her to either prolong her life a bit more, or to live in some sort of fashion after her body expired

And so what if one such experiment was to create a mobian avatar. It would be an artificially created and yet organically grown mobian form, a vessel meant to inheret Maria's memories (a very copy of her soul) in the event that she died very suddenly.

And so, Maria sends Project Shadow to Earth, she gets shot, and Gerald gives Shadow the Hedgehog his mission of humanity's destruction. Despite the backup plans and alternate ways of saving his granddaughter, Gerald had no way of knowing if any of them succeeded. He had no way of knowing whether she really, truly died on the ark. And so Gerald Robotnik still crafts his plans with thoughts of avenging her, and he is still executed.

Now, another facet to this au concept. Maria is a closeted trans masc. While he'd never picked any names for himself or especially indulged in it while he was alive and human, the situation I'm about to explain gives him the ability to assume a new identity and figure things out.

So, when the ark was raided, an additional pod is ejected from it. This pod contains the growing mobian avatar and the final backup of Maria Robotnik's memories before death. And so, many years later (at least a few decades), the pod (which sadly was a bit damaged from the damages the ark had sustained after everything that had happened (even before GUN raided the place)) returns to Mobius, crash landing somewhere.

And so Maria Robotnik, when the pod is opened, awakens as a twin tailed mobian fox. Due to the unfortunate circumstances surrounding the last memory upload at/around time of death, and complications with the pod itself, the fox awakens with minimal if any memories of himself. And when eventually asked his name, can only remember a bit how the name sounds, that it started with an M.

He does not remember much of anything, barely a semblance of his own name (and quite possibly lingering feelings with no source), and so it's the first mobian(s) to take him in in any capacity that give him the name "Miles Prower".

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So, in short, what if an au where Maria became Tails?

[redrobin-detective]

I think one of my problems as an AU fanfic writer is that I have a hard time deviating from canon with my ‘soft AUs’. I can and do come up with all sorts of wild scenarios and spin out from there but I like keeping the facts of canon as close as possible.

I think of the constraints as a challenge, to tell a story within my self imposed limitations. If I change ONE thing, how will events change and in many cases the answer is, not much at all on a story level while I focus on the emotional. But as much as I have adhered to canon and my only personal beliefs, it does tend to make the story a little predictable, a bit boring.

[bcnes]

Talk about your personal philosophy

TALK ABOUT . . .

"I adopted it the same day I swore my oath, and if you ask me the whole universe would be a lot better off if everybody else did the same."

[otsukare-katsukare]

wrestling is in some ways beautiful in other ways nightmarish and in all ways really just a concept i'm amazed im only getting my teeth into now

[ladsofsorrow24]

uwa that new ending song animation is so punk i love it

[drjdorr]

I had a thought and want to get it out of my head and into the world, but do to the nature of it beware of mild body horror(I think that is the right term, if it's not feel free to correct me) so I thought of an interesting concept for a fey's appearance(though it could work for a more person shaped eldritch horror, the two aesthetics have a surprising amount of overlap) that I think fits with that uncanny valley thing they can sometimes have. so at first glance they just look like a person but if you actually look at them some key features will pretty quickly jump out at you. firstly despite definitely having a full face of features, only the mouth catches your attention enough to truly see it(everything else is indistinct no matter how much you try to focus on it). secondly, said mouth has that classic fey smile with far to many teeth(my initial description when I first thought of this concept was "more teeth visible then should reasonably fit in a skull"). and thirdly, whenever it opens its mouth(such as to speak or whatever) you can see through the gap between its teeth the same closed tooth grin it had before behind them

[soulsolid-a]

     Thinking about the fragile relationship between humanity and reality Brook constantly feels because he both clings onto his perception of humanity while knowing despite his denial that he will never be the human he once was again. Even beyond the physical aspects  ( not strictly needing to sleep or eat, not feeling cold or warmth beyond psychological reasons, having different perceptions of pain and so forth )  he’s forgotten so much during his 50 years isolated. Music has preserved him, but there was only so much it could save.

      And he’s learned to come to terms with it. He’s a skeleton, he’s the Soul King, but most importantly, he’s the Straw Hat’s musician. For Luffy, for his crew, he would do anything. Be anything. He doesn’t fully know who he is, and that’s okay, because he knows he’s Luffy’s, and that’s all he needs in the end.