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[vind3miat0r]

"Family looks out for one another, hm?"

close ups under the cut

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[god-dammit-vinne]

i like to think im this silly little guy on here but if you met me irl you would not be able to tell it's me

[ebitenpura]

Eight + Light Armor Pt. 2

[fishywaters]

I like block tales a normal amount

BIG TALK, BIGSHOT!! ‼️‼️‼️‼️

hi gang… does anyone like block tales….

[paigesluver]

are you accepting request?

if so can you do vinne fluff with a youtuber!reader like filming a day in my life or morning routine?

Thank you!!

hi! this is so very late but i finally decided to upload it. its short but i hope you enjoy it!

day in the life

vinnie hacker x youtuber!reader

“hi besties and welcome back to the channel! today we’re going to be doing a day in my life” y/n spoke towards her camera. 

“i’m literally still in bed so let’s start by getting ready” she said as she moved the covers off her and got up. She walked into the bathroom and set the tripod on the counter. after slipping on her hello kitty headband, she grabbed her toothbrush. 

“do you guys wet the toothbrush and then put the toothpaste on it and wet it again or do you guys put the toothpaste and just brush?” she asked before brushing her teeth and washing her face. she quickly dried it and walked back into her room. 

she made her bed before walking to her closet and grabbing a pair of jeans, a hoodie, and her dunks. she shook out her curls and put on aquaphor. as she was showing her outfit in the mirror, vinnie walked in wrapping his arms around her waist. 

“mhm who are you looking good for and where are you off to?” he said, placing his head on her shoulder. 

“me, myself, and i and we are running errands today” she said emphasizing the we, smiling as she placed the camera on the counter. 

“oh are we now?” he smirked looking down at her. 

“yes we’re going to all our favorite stores and maybe i’ll even throw in a surprise for you” she said, wrapping her around his neck. 

“mmkay may i have a kiss first?” he asked, puckering his lips. 

she giggled leaning up, as their lips were about to connect vinnie covered the camera lens with his hand, kissing her. 

“you’re such a dork” she said, turning off the camera and grabbing his hand walking out towards the kitchen. 

“yeah yeah they don’t need to see all that plus would a dork get you breakfast burritos from your favorite place?” he said smiling as he grabbed her by her waist, setting her on top of the counter. 

she grabbed her food and began eating it as she went over their schedule. 

“Breakfast is done, so we just have to get a few groceries and definitely go to target. Also I want to pick up this new butterfly bag at Coach.”

Vinnie leaned against the counter facing Y/N as he also began eating, listening to their planned day. 

“Okay that sounds doable and like fun” 

She smiled at him and kissed his cheek.

[porters-fangs]

aster presents

giving the redacted couples a pet !

operating under the assumption that they eventually move in together/establish a relationship if they haven’t already ofc :3

(this is very headcanon heavy, so if you’re allergic to other people’s opinions pls keep scrolling 🫶)

• David & Angel - Guinea Pigs

You’d think that the wolf shifters would have dogs, and you’d be wrong. They actually get incredibly antsy when there’s another dog in the house, replacing their scent. It’s their territory, and it feels like a threat when another canine comes along - even another member of the pack.

And so, when Angel came home with two squeaking guinea pigs one day, toppling over each other to crawl into his lap, David was thrilled pleasantly surprised.

• Asher & Baaabe - Pigeon

Asher found a pigeon on the side of the road on his way home from work, cowering by the curb, one of its wings broken and bleeding. Being the tender person that he is, he bundled it up in his hoodie and drove home with it in his lap, muttering over and over about how everything would be okay.

Babe gave it a bath while Asher made up a little bed for it, and they called the vet in the morning to see if there was anything else they could do. Long story short, that pigeon is the luckiest bird in the world.

• Milo & Sweetheart - Chinchilla

Now, of course they have Aggro. But that’s too easy. Either as an alternative (or an additional pet, why not)-

Sweetheart has always been a huge fan of exotic pets. As a child, they had practically every animal under the sun - except for their dream pet.

Milo was more than happy to oblige, and they spent a few months converting one of their spare rooms into a the perfect space for their new baby. Sweetheart spends every day after work doting on the little fluffball, sat in the large playpen to let the stress of work seep from their bones.

And Milo wasn’t unhappy with the arrangement either. He’ll regularly hand the little guy a post-it note (usually something along the lines of “fuck you chrissy”) take a picture, and send it to the group chat. Christian isn’t a huge fan.

• Sam & Darlin - Chickens

As a kid, Sam used to have a gorgeous border collie that he had to leave behind when he ran away, and that kills him inside. But he’d never subject Darlin to feeling on edge in their own home for the sake of reliving that bond.

So they have chickens.

Does Darlin threaten to storm the coop every time Sam makes a good point in an argument? Maybe

But Sam also finds them asleep in the hen house after a long day of work, leaning against the doorframe fondly as he watches them snore beneath a pile of feathers.

• Vincent & Lovely - German Shepherd

A stunning couple needs an equally stunning dog.

Do they really need a guard dog? No, not at all. But that beautiful dog and its sleek black coat could rip a man’s arm off almost as easily as they could themselves.

Lovely handles the training, and Vincent watches from a distance, mildly intimidated by the both of them, but also in awe of how gorgeous they are.

• Porter & Treasure - Calico

You can thank my beloved Vinn (@vind3miat0r) for this one 🫶

Treasure has a cat. They found it in an alley after a rough night of their own, hissing and backed up into a corner. It reminded them of themself. They coaxed it back out into the light, bundling it up and driving it home, forgetting all about their friends, still drinking themselves to death in the club.

Before they even met Porter, their adorable little calico kitty kept them sane, nuzzling into their face and lapping at their tears every time they found themself sobbing in bed.

Porter always thought of himself as a dog person.

Porter was wrong.

Porter loves Cinnamon Toast Crunch more than life itself.

Treasure has come home multiple times to find the vampire sprawled out on the sofa with their cat snoozing on his chest, and they swear they fall in love all over again.

• Gavin & Freelancer - Betta Fish

Unfortunately, much to the Freelancer’s chagrin, Gavin is terrified of cats. So, instead, they have a huge fish tank in their kitchen. Call it a compromise.

The Freelancer comes home with more and more fish every time they go to the pet store just to get food, claiming that “it looked so sad :(”

And Gavin had to agree. The way these fish were treated truly was inhumane, and he was more than happy to help the Freelancer name every addition to their tank that came through their front door.

He was also far more fascinated by them than he’d ever anticipated being. He could stare at that tank for hours.

• Lasko & Dear - Frogs

Dear loves frogs. Lasko? Not so much.

When they moved in, he wasn’t expecting the uninvited guests that came with them. He never complained, of course, but he did insist that the tank would reside in the spare room and not the bedroom that he slept in every night. For practical reasons. Not because those bugged eyes and those webbed feet unsettled him.

Not at all.

Although, Dear could’ve sworn they heard him yelp when they opened the little tub of mealworms for feeding time…

He’ll warm up to them.

• Damien & Huxley - Collie

As if Huxley wasn’t enough of a bundle of energy, these two decided that they wanted one of the most active dogs on the planet. It works out surprisingly well for both of them, though.

It joins Huxley on hikes, bounding up the trail ahead of him, tail wagging impatiently as it waits for him to catch up as he laughs into the trees.

It sits at Damien’s side as he pores over his notes, and when the furrow in his brow deepens, it’ll nudge its nose into his hand until he drops the pen, tugging him outside for a walk.

And when they all collapse onto the couch in the evening, a pile of fur and giggles and a thumping tail, everything feels right.

• Elliot & Sunshine - Lovebirds

The pun isn’t lost on me.

They have a gorgeous, bright, mated pair of lovebirds. Whenever the couple catch them nuzzling beaks, Elliot pulls Sunshine’s face to his and brushes his nose over theirs.

Sunshine makes jewellery out of the feathers that molt around the house, and they both have matching necklaces that they wear everywhere.

• Blake & Bestie - California King Snake

Bestie walks around the house with it curled around their neck. Blake thinks it’s hot.

That’s all I have to say.

• Avior & Starlight - Maine Coon

Starlight has a black maine coon named Urania, after the Greek muse of astronomy. She is their pride and joy.

She gets along with Avior incredibly well, and even though he was initially very intimidated by her size, he quickly realised that meant she was in fact the softest and warmest cuddle buddy he could ever ask for.

She sits on Starlight’s lap when they’re reading, purring even after she’s fallen asleep, sometimes reaching out to paw at the pages.

• Anton & Lover - Hedgehog

Another rescue story, except Lover found this little cutie in their backyard while Anton was still away at work. They were too nervous to let it back outside even after they’d nursed it back to health, since its front paw was still a little crooked, so they decided to dedicate a little space for it in their office to keep an eye on it.

When Anton came home a few weeks later, he fell in love with the hedgehog. Literally just spent hours playing with it, giving it little snacks (even after Lover insisted it’d had enough)

And so they gained a new member of their family to keep Lover company when Anton had to go away again. And again.

• Hush & Doc - Stick Insects

Doc loves bugs. This is a fact.

Hush loves bugs. He never knew this.

Doc has a tank of stick insects in their bedroom, and the first time Hush spent the night he asked them why they kept an empty tank. And so Doc pulled out one of their precious babies to show him. And he was absolutely fascinated.

“It’s a living stick?”

“No, it’s an insect that’s adapted to look like a stick. For protection.”

“…Can I touch it?”

They sat on Doc’s bed with the bugs for hours.

• Vega & Warden - Dobermann

Vega values loyalty and obedience. And he adores his dobermann like you wouldn’t believe. If he ever had a soft spot for anything other than Warden, it was that dog.

He trains it meticulously, despite having every capability to protect himself, and praises every milestone.

When it first met Warden, Vega was expecting the usual wariness, for the dog’s ears to flick forward as it appraised them.

Not at all.

For the first time that Vega could remember, it broke heel to launch itself at Warden, licking at their face in excitement. And he didn’t reprimand it. Why would he?

After losing his memories, Vega found a strange familiarity in that dog as it stood by Warden’s side, as though protecting them… from him.

• Guy & Honey - Ferrets

I feel like I don’t need to elaborate.

I will.

They have three.

Honey loves playing with them. They have that macaroni bath and the ferrets love wiggling around while Honey laughs until their ribs hurt.

Guy slips them pizza scraps after his shift, putting his finger over his lips and warning them to stay quiet or else Honey might hear them snacking.

• Aaron & Smartass - Belgian Malinois

It lays under Aaron’s desk while he works from home, nudging his foot with its nose every so often to remind him to take a break.

He often comes home from the office to find Smartass stretched across the couch, having fallen asleep while trying to wait up for him, the dog in their lap. It looks up when he closes the door behind him, clearly unimpressed with his poor punctuality.

That dog has a favourite.

• Ollie & Baby - Hamsters

They have two and both seemed determined to end their little rodent lives early. Ollie and Baby both love them so much, but they’ll wake up to find one with its head poking out between the bars, precariously close to choking, and another just passed out in the wood chips.

The vet bill? Ridiculous.

• Geordi & Cutie - Rabbit

In another life perhaps, they have a very sweet grey rabbit with an attitude. Thumping its paws whenever it isn’t allowed outside immediately when it asks, whenever its dinner is two minutes too late, whenever it’s woken up from its very important nap in the sunlight.

Geordi jokes that it reminds him of Cutie.

• Morgan & Seer Obscura - Mice

Seer Obscura actually saved these mice from lab testing as part of a charity program, and they were planning to adopt them out to close friends - but instead ended up with six mice that they love very much.

They scatter across their shoulders, and sometimes when Morgan brushes a lock of hair back from their face, a little fuzzy nose will poke out from behind their neck, sniffing around.

• Azmidi & Sweetie - Boa Constrictor

Scares the shit out of any visitors they have round.

They enjoy that very much.

Sweetie will fully poke their fingers into the enclosure when feeding it, and has not yet been bitten by some miracle.

No survival instincts, I tell you.

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okay thank you for joining me on this wonderful journey! i do apologise if any of these are out of character or deviate from the canon - i don’t listen to all of the redacted boys but i do like to try and be inclusive 🫶

[hullaballu0]

1 hour GenLoss Vinn study

Also wanted to see him cold faced in genloss

[theandersenjournals]

I love you vinnnnneeee....... vinnnyyyyy of everymanhybrid youre awesome.

vinnie fucking awesome. i like him alot. im obsessed with characters trapping themselves in their own tragedy, until it gets pried from their own hands. okay so the thing about vinny is that he's the most outgoing of the three in a more traditioal sense, as in it's him who runs the channel, the main face, hes our protagonist, really, not the MAIN character but the guy we wanna see, and the other two acknolwedge this in the fitness arc like earrlly on. he's a character that deteriorates, he starts strong, the leader, "jeff we have to keep filming or this prankster wins", hes positive and bright and comes up with their ideas

and then "jokes over" hits and we are sent spiralling into the unknown. jeff i love you. the where-is-jessa arc also introduces damsel/steph, i love you , jeff i love you guy who responds poorly to tragedy. but anyways vinnie is like, oh damn, okay, well this fucking blows. and he keeps filming. because thats what vinny does.

cue the long running middle arcs of the series, alex miseries, HABIT, onwards, outside help, you know the drill. and we finally start seeing the slow, cheese-grating has started making a dent on good ol vinn. now, listen, hes a guy who makes a decision and fucking trucks on that path no matter what, so despite it all, despite the hesitation, the misery, he keeps going!!

this is his cycle. he is the voyeur. he will watch. he will drown in the misery of his fate. and its him that dooms them. That's how it's always been! through every iteration! Patrick confirms this in tower on the lake, through Dr. James Corenthal, vinny suffered this fate, The Voyeur will always suffer this fate.

Vinny keeps going. he puts up cameras. he keeps filming. he pressures others into his train-car-off-the-bridge and hes suffocating but he'll see it through. and he's burning out. HABIT ensures this, through the entrapment era, his growing strength being Vinny's doom, until he's less and less of himself, more and more of a pawn, easier to manipulate, easier to hurt. And then. [Three's company.] Vinny drugs, complies. they kill shaun. and Vinny wakes up. The straw, really, not Shaun himself, but the circumstance- Vinnie realizes hes been complicit for far too long.

Vinny: I can`t get used to killing innocent people for no reason. HABIT: Well that's the only way were gonna win! [chuckling under breath] Vinny: Then I don't want to win. HABIT: What? Vinny: I don't want another person to die because of me so I can live. I rather die myself.

good, strong vinny starts to give up. and this begins the worst part. [blue room]. the psychological torture. Vinny is locked in Jeff's room. the gun. you know how it goes guys. and then [christmas]

Vince: Not good. And it's not even because, y'know, I feel bad or I'm scared. I'm not good because I don't feel anything. It's just -- what am I doing? Why am I doing this?

why am i doing this?

Guys, why do we keep filming? they say it in every series. why are we still filming? micheal says we're spreading the virus. Stan says the same. They all say but we can't stop. and it's funny; because; when that camera goes off, alot of them are saved. So many people don't have to die; they just have to stop filming. But Vinn doesnt. He cant. why? why even at his lowest, why does he still edit? film?

Vince: Who knows how many people have died. I've been in control of myself this whole time. I've been in control. I'm still pushing forward. I don't think you're a monster. He's using you, but you're not a monster. I feel like I'm becoming a monster.

instead of stopping filming, he asks us, to stop Watching. and THAT is who vinny is. blame is SHIFTING. theres always a reason. this is HABITs fault, slendermans fault, it the audiences fault, because vinny is afraid of what it means when they arent. "I promise I'm a good person." "I'm starting to feel like a monster." (the finale's rage shifting between evan and vinny on whos worse, who did what.) HABIT knows this. sees this. gives him leeway. youre the guardian. youre good. and hes not. hes not because hes the voyuer, and this is a cycle he can't end, because vinny does Not KNOW when to stop.

evan goes on, this is the FINALE, the beautiful last moment, so we see everythign again. its all recontextualized; what Vinny did, how many he's fed to the Rake, to Slenderman, to HABIT. How long he's been pointing his camera at victims, this puts a whole new spin on everything. and we see it. we see how heavy Vinn's hand has been in his own downfall.

Evan: [chortles] I can forgive you...but I gotta kill you first, okay? At least, through all this shit... Evan: ...I'll kill at least one fucking monster before I go!

and this has to end, and Vinn does what he alwasy does, desperate to protect himself, desperate to protect his own mind and heart;

Vince: I'm the monster? Do you know what you did to me, for years—what you did to our friends? Your own child?

vinn runs from blame , because thats his only defense, and. Then. it breaks. It only breaks- at the end. they killed all their monsters. Sort of.

Vince: Fuck, Evan. Damn it. Vince: I don't know if we're monsters… or just a couple of unlucky bastards. [He closes his eyes.] Vince: I'm sorry…

and this is how it all ends. this is the end of our iteration. vin, side by side with his best friend, blinks away tears, covered in his own blood and the blood of the person he can never leave, and this is the end. and he accepts it. we. we did this.

Just a couple of unlucky bastards. victims of monsters and cycles we could never even begin to understand.

vinny puts the camera down. his happy ending hinged on it. its very human, isnt it?

does ANYONE THINK ABOUT THAT FUCKING CAMERAAAAAA

[redcamellia13]

What the. What the actual hell. I- could somebody explain to me how the heck a throw-away blog made just over two months ago has somehow amassed 1,000 likes?

Just like last gratitude post, I’m so sorry if I seem like I’m dissatisfied or disappointed with this milestone, it’s simply because I’ve run out of ways to express how thankful I am.

😅😅😅😅😅

I’m really not sure how to express my gratitude anymore, so I’m going to begin listing all of my strongest supporters.

Yes, that’s you, @theducklord5, @aheartfullofquestions, @musicalmoritz, @frogwithaflowercrown, @blondesillyboylover, @itzyukoo, @lavender-peach-tea, @neversam, @nam-the-nacho and probably several others I am neglecting to mention (sorry! Please bear with me, my sanity’s hanging on my a thread- I’m basically running on caffeine and sugar)

I am so, so grateful to all of you for your help and patience with my spotty upload schedule, and generally low quality posts. Seriously, how do you people still support me despite my never ending struggle with constant reblogs, unoriginal ideas…

Nevertheless, I am still just in awe of this huge number. I think I’m going insane!

Now, onto the blogs that are the standard I hope to live up to, the people that are so kind, passionate, respectful, intelligent, and charismatic you sort of have to question if they’re real. (I mean that in a good way.)

I hope to have reflected some of your wonderful qualities in my own posts, and I sincerely hope you understand my pure admiration for you all.

To @god-damnit-vinne, how could I start this dedication with anybody else? The amount of charm and enthusiasm that pours out of your posts is astounding, and you are actually my first Tumblr… friend(?) Mutual? I still remember when you replied to my post, the first I had ever received- it made me so happy I spent the rest of the day smiling until my face hurt. Honestly, you are the one of the nicest guys I’ve met, period.

To @pollen-blogs, we probably aren’t exactly friends, but I do hope you remember my username. Your writing style is so clear and crisp, it makes your posts and fanfics simply fun to read! Also, your art is impeccable- truly, the whole package.

To @sakuraswifee, I am simply in awe of the amount of passion in your posts. I’m not sure if passion is the right word, but reading your posts always brings a smile to my face since you always seem to love what you’re talking about :).

To @thelunarfairy, I realize that you definitely don’t know me, but I certainly know you. Your posts and analyses are the gold standard in my mind, something all my other posts should live up to, and the way you state things makes it so easy to understand.

To @itzprismosblog, you were the second interaction I’ve had on Tumblr. You probably don’t remember, but it gave me motivation to keep posting, since at the time I was getting used to an extremely demanding new routine. Your art is stunning, and your blog never fails to make me laugh :)

To @cupidsappllie, even if your blog wasn’t one of the most entertaining I’ve seen here on Tumblr, you would probably make it here on kindness alone. If I had to shoot a guy every time you single handedly pulled me out of a posting slump, I would be arrested for murder.

To @saturnssky, my second Mutual on Tumblr. Everything on your blog feels so genuine, like I’m sitting across from you at a cafe having coffee together, and it’s this wonderful feeling of closeness that I feel really makes your blog special, and it’s something I can only hope to replicate. Additionally, you’re one of my greatest supporters, so I’m so thankful for your unending patience.

To @ocelotlesbian, merely interacting with you online has sometimes made me happier than I have been during the entire week. The way you write feels like I can hear your voice flowing through your posts, and you just seem like a nice person I’d be lucky to befriend in person.

And to all the people that didn’t get specific mentions but have still supported my blog in any way, please know I am still so thankful for everything you’ve done.

My head is still spinning from the realization that I’m not just screaming into the void anymore, people are actually seeing what I’m writing.

As always, here’s to more poor writing, badly constructed theories, and character analyses that make no sense.

[savi0rr]

Hii!! Can u please do a stone x reader where vinne and reader have an idea how to get money an like an hour later the church is on fire and reader is a wedding dress with a money bag (or something similar u don’t have too ) anyway bye!!

Full Of Fire

Stone x Reader

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“What are you two talking about?” Stone asked, a cigarette in his mouth as he and Skipp walked over to Vinnie and you. “Planning!” You smiled, writing down a few things. “Oh! And a lighter.” Vinnie said, before turning to Skipp and Stone. “A new way of getting some money.” She smiled. Stone raised an eyebrow. “What’s the plan?” Skipp asked, peeking over your shoulder. You covered the paper. “It’s a surprise!” You said, poking his cheek. “I love surprises!” “This is gonna end badly.” Stone muttered as he rolled his eyes. “I think you’ll like the outcome.” Vinnie smirked.

“How long is gonna take?” Skipp asked, watching you and Vinnie walking into the back of the local church that sat in the middle of Ramshackle. “Probably a few minutes knowing them. They’re are gonna fuck it up.” Stone sighed.

“It’s been an hour!” Skipp groaned as he slumped over the curb. “I know…maybe they died.” Stone chuckled as he took a swing from his bottle of alcohol.

Smoke began to leak from the church’s roof, before the doors open. Vinnie walked out, her body covered in ashes. She was holding a bag of money. While you were wearing a wedding dress, also with ashes all over you. Skipp and Stone stared at you two, confused. “What the fuck.” Stone muttered as he stood up, along with Skipp, who gasped. “Oh my god!”

You and Vinnie walked over to Skipp and Stone, slowly and in shock. But soon your moods changed suddenly. “We got the money!” You both cheered, smiling brightly. The church on fire in the background. “What happened?” Stone asked, walking over to you and checking your body. “Are you okay?” He asked, frowning as he held up your arms and face. “I’m fine.” You smiled, titling your head to side. “A wedding dress?” He asked, looking you up and down. Before brushing off the ashe on your face. “I got married!” You said sheepishly. “Mhm! While this one was getting married, I stole all of their money.” Vinnie smirked.

“Wanna get married?” Stone whispered into your ear. “You would kill me.” You grumbled. “True.”

[vind3miat0r]

project meridian loop theory

oohhh boy, we're back with me putting on a tinfoil hat and yapping about theories again

this is, of course, about the newest Project Meridian audio, so spoilers for that!!

(putting everything under the cut because theres a LOT)

JESUS CHRIST. okay. thats a lot. lots to unpack here mhm yep.

okay guys hear me out: Asset is stuck in a time or a simulation loop

bear with me im about to get REALLY nerdy with this BUT

Star Trek: The Next Generation, Season 5 Episode 18 — "Cause and Effect" is a time loop episode. the entire crew gets caught in a time loop for about 27 days (but they obviously dont realize this until theyre out of the loop) the loop always begins with Captain Picard's personal log, and always ends with the accidental destruction of the Enterprise brought on by their warp core exploding due to being damaged while attempting to get away from an incoming ship that lost control of its direction

throughout the episode, each time the loop resets, the crew experiences intense deja vu, brought on by the fact that theyre reliving the same day over and over. theyre able to predict small events that happen (what cards come next in a poker game, Beverly predicting Geordi coming into Sick Bay, etc)

AND in one iteration of the loop, the crew figures out that theyre IN a time loop, and devise a method to avoid getting hit by the previously mentioned ship, which would set off the chain reaction of the warp core exploding

they do this method by using big brain science time knowledge that im too tired to understand, but basically the motif of the number 3 starts showing up in the next loop reset, and when the Enterprise is once again faced with only two choices to get away from the incoming ship, Data realizes that the reoccurring 3s are connected to Commander Riker (who has three pips to signify his rank)

(for context, in every loop where the Enterprise gets destroyed, the Captain followed Data's plan of using the tractor beam to steer the incoming ship away from the Enterprise. Riker's plan was to depressurize the cargo bays) Data follows through with Riker's plan, and this time the Enterprise doesnt explode (yippee!!)

you might be thinking, "Vinn, you just explained the entire episode to us. what does that have to do with project meridian??"

well, using instances from "Cause and Effect," we can compare them to some instances that just happened in "Something's Wrong"

— the second phone call could be an outside attempt to break Asset from the time/simulation loop

— Asset knowing who the Solitaires are despite not having access to information on them could be from another loop where James told them who the Solitaires are, and Asset remembering

— the phone at the end could signify the end/restart of the loop

— Asset's uneasiness about the Meridian in the beginning of the audio and their want to "seek approval" before entering it ( could be brought on by them somewhat remembering whats happened in previous loops)

— the first phone call (the one James picks up), theres some spooky ooky ambience in the background (could be that the phone is a conduit to the "real" timeline/world and only Asset is able to pick up on that??)

— when Asset and James leave the first room and enter a new area, someone on the PA makes an announcement for the Deltas. this announcement glitches, but James doesnt seem to notice, as he continues talking (i cant quite make it out, but it almost sounds like someone else is saying something?) (again, it could be interference from outside of the loop attempting to reach Asset)

— when stepping out of the elevator, someone brings James "the latest simulation report." again, outside interference/echoes from a previous loop perhaps trying to signal to Asset that theyre stuck in a simulation

— phone at the end also as someone saying "pick up" or "wake up," didnt realize until someone pointed it out. its very faint, but its there (again, could be someone attempting to break Asset out of the loop)

one thing that i find interesting (thats not related to the loop theory) is that James says the force in the Meridian "diverts demons away" and "breaks human minds" when usually demons are allowed through the Meridian and humans just. die. then again, we have no idea when PM takes place, so it could be normal if this is like,,, a good number of years in the future

uhh hashtag yeah. im perfectly sane guys :3

[god-dammit-vinne]

i's nearly 3 am as I am sending this awful ask to you but this drawing has been haunting me because I have no recollection of when I drew it (I fucking forgot) so I'm shoving it in your face sorry not sorry vinne

he's so ugly I hate him

no no quazi He is beautiful

[serenxanthe]

Copero: A SWTOR Snippet

Following on from my Umbara snippet, a slightly longer one set on Copero, this time from Theron's point of view, focussing on how he's feeling months into being this deep undercover and away from everyone he cares about.

Theron leant against the cool interior wall of the townhouse as he looked out over the sun-baked streets and plazas of the seat of House Inrokini on Copero.

It was a beautiful tropical paradise, he had been staying here for months in luxury accommodations as the personal guest of Syndic Zenta and her brother Valss; and he couldn’t truly enjoy a moment of it. Theron squinted into the sunshine, feeling a bead of sweat drip down his face. Now, in the middle of the day, even the sandstone walls of the townhouse couldn’t completely mitigate the climate here.

Despite the heat, he felt cold inside, numb, frozen. The pressure of having to keep his mind shielded constantly to prevent Seren finding him through their Force bond, as well as having to keep up the pretence of his commitment to the Order of Zildrog, his hatred of the Alliance, was very much taking its toll. He’d never been undercover for this long before. Never without any backup or a support team behind him. And never without a break, private time with his own thoughts, not even at night. Valss. 

The Order was perpetually suspicious of him, of his loyalty, his motives. Rightly so of course, but Theron was exhausted. After one more argument with Vinn Atrius that had nearly turned into violence after the Gemini had spent all day dripping poison in Atrius’ ear about him, Theron had made a decision. He needed more depth to his undercover persona, a more personal show of commitment that he was no longer a member of the Alliance, no longer the Commander’s devoted boyfriend.

Copero had given him the perfect opportunity. He’d flirted subtly with both Syndic Zenta and her brother; staying just the right side of respectful while judging their interest. Both had seemed like they might be receptive, but Valss had been more open, more immediately willing to share his affections with Theron. So now he had a lover. He was in a relationship with a fellow member of the Order of Zildrog, and it had helped. It really had. But now Theron had to play a part all the time, he never got a break.

Theron pressed his sweaty forehead against the cool wall and scrunched his eyes shut. He’d had enough; he wanted to go home. To Odessen, to the Alliance, his friends, Seren. Seren. Theron drew in a shuddering breath and forced his eyes open, forced himself to stop thinking about her, stop missing her. She was why he was here, why he was doing this, but he couldn’t afford to start thinking about her, or he wouldn’t be able to continue.

To distract himself, Theron looked down into the colourful bustling city from his high vantage point in the luxury townhouse. The streets were busy, lively, but relatively quiet and peaceful compared to the Republic cities he was used to. The Chiss as a people were more discreet and circumspect than many species, and the ever present House Inrokini security forces also had a dampening effect. Idly, Theron observed their patrol patterns; simple, predictable, ineffective, he thought uncharitably. Not for the first time. 

Without warning, there was the sudden, familiar, sound of lightsabres igniting and cutting through the air. Theron’s head whipped round, expecting to see a body or bodies hitting the dusty city street, but there was nothing but a smoking pile of what were once appropriated Chiss Ascendancy supplies, and no sign of the assailants. A lone Chiss guard staggered nearby, his weapon dropped, his head in his hands as he struggled to stay vaguely conscious and upright. 

Theron’s skin prickled. The MO was… but it couldn’t be, could it? If it was them, if it was her, the Alliance was wildly ahead of schedule. He’d have to accelerate his own plans to find and destroy the map; the Chiss’ contingency against an inevitable betrayal by the Sith Empire. He knew he should get going, fetch Valss and head to the frozen ancient temple where, as Zenta had finally admitted to Theron, in no small part because of the urging of her besotted brother, the map was kept.

Instead of moving, he kept scanning the city streets, using both his eyes and his implants, wanting, longing, to see Seren. Just for a moment, just a glimpse. That was all he needed. Just to see her, to know that she was alright. More zips as lightsabre blades sliced through the piles of supplies, more Inrokini officers left staggering and semi conscious, but alive. Theron followed her progress avidly, and was finally rewarded with a flash of bright green, a glimpse of long brown braids whipping around as their owner sliced into yet another pile of supplies, leaving them smoking.

Not giving himself time to think it through, Theron reached into his pocket for his climbing gloves, pulling them on and flexing his hands to check that the tiny needles that would allow him to almost stick to any wall were working properly. He stepped out of the window and swung sideways, slapping his hand onto the wall to engage the needle mechanism, and worked his way towards the last place he’d seen Seren. 

Eventually, after following them through several streets and squares, Theron was rewarded with a proper look at her. As he crouched on a low balcony, hidden in the shade of a large potted palm tree, Theron watched as Seren and Lana shimmered into view almost directly beneath him as Seren relaxed her concentration on her shadowform to rest, hydrate, and meditate.

Lana was in her usual austere dark grey armoured robes, her only concession to the heat the fact that her bright blonde hair was up in an uncharacteristically jaunty short ponytail to keep it away from her face and neck. Seren, in contrast, was dressed for the weather in a light sleeveless robe with a deep v-neck and high side slits. Soft leather knee-high boots and a matching leather belt for her lightsabres were the only other things she was wearing.

Theron felt his stomach jink with nerves at her lack of armour; if she really was planning to chase him through Copero, he knew what she’d be up against, what the Order had left for her to face. He realised almost with surprise that some of the fluttering in his stomach was also attraction. He hadn’t exactly forgotten how beautiful he found her, how sexy, in the months since he’d last seen her; but he’d mostly been focussed on how much he loved her and missed her, which wasn’t quite the same thing.

I love you! Theron told her vehemently, keeping it silently inside his own head only through sheer willpower.

As he watched unseen from above, Theron clenched his hands into fists, trying to control his breathing. He could hear his own heartbeat pounding in his ears. The urge to speak to her, call her name, just drop down from the balcony and fall into step with her and Lana, join them for the mission, like he always did… it was overwhelming. 

That’s not how that would go, Theron reminded himself. Even if Seren really did forgive him, still love him, like she’d said on Umbara and later on in her holo message, Lana certainly didn’t. She’d have her lightsabre at his throat the moment she saw him, and that’s if he was lucky. If it weren’t for Seren he wouldn’t be surprised to find it thrust through his gut instead, no questions asked. 

Seren and Lana were still meditating, preparing themselves for the mission ahead, but Theron knew that they wouldn’t be for much longer.

He was continuing to battle his impulse to jump down and speak to them, throw himself on Seren’s mercy to stave off Lana’s rage. I don’t even need to do that, he realised. All he would have to do would be to relax the shields in his mind. A moment would be enough, and Seren would instantly sense him through their Force bond. She’d look up, then a simple, for her at least, Force leap later, she’d be up on the balcony with him. He could explain, she would forgive him, she’d be in his arms again, they’d be together; and this whole horrible months’ long nightmare would finally be over.

Could he? Had he done enough now to let Seren and Lana in on the plan? He’d slowed down the Order, he knew their plans, the Alliance had almost caught up, way ahead of schedule. Surely he could get to the map with Seren and Lana more quickly than Valss could get there alone? 

He wouldn't be alone though, would he? Theron admitted reluctantly to himself. He was Chiss, the Syndic’s brother; he’d have all the resources of House Inrokini behind him. There’d be an army between the Alliance and the map, and if they didn’t get there first, if Valss got there before them and gave the map to the Order of Zildrog as planned… then all of this would have been for nothing. The betrayal, the pain, the sacrifices; all of it. He had to play it safe. Make sure he got the map at all costs, and the surest, the safest, way to do that was with Valss at his side not Seren and Lana.

His heart aching, Theron watched as Seren and Lana rose from their meditation and Seren shrouded them in a shadowform once more. As Seren wavered out of view Theron gritted his teeth to stifle the tears that came to his eyes. What if this was the last time he’d ever see her face? He turned away, deliberately avoiding trying to follow their invisible progress through the streets any further. He snapped his climbing gloves back into place and prepared to head back to the townhouse, to Valss, and to put the next stage of his plan into play.

Hours later, Theron stood on the sacred mountaintop, full of relief. He had the map to  Zildrog’s location. With Valss’ help he’d been able to bypass the many guardians and traps set up for the unwary. Seren and Lana were hardly that, but if he’d followed his own desires and thrown himself on their mercy and tried to lead them here instead it would have taken a lot longer; Valss would almost certainly have beaten them to their goal.

When he’d finished uploading the map to his data stick, Theron set carefully placed explosives around the site. The charges were calculated minutely so that it would appear as if the map was utterly destroyed, as per Vinn Atrius’ instructions, but in actual fact the pieces would be large and legible enough to allow Alliance personnel to reconstruct it.

As they headed back to the shuttle through the biting wind and whipping snow flurries, Theron heard the sudden roar of the huge Temple Guardian challenging a trespasser. Could that be Seren and Lana already? Using his scanner, he zoomed in on the Guardian’s location below, only to see Seren stroking the huge feline as it happily crunched on the gift of a sacred apple. They’d obviously had help. Chiss help. Theron pocketed his scanner and slapped Valss on the shoulder, yelling at him to hurry over the howling mountaintop wind.

The shuttle was less than a kilometre away and he and Valss were moving mostly downhill, while Seren and Lana were having to climb the barely tamed mountainside, yet it seemed they were gaining on him impossibly quickly. Now he’d made the decision to continue with his plan through to the bitter end, he found he didn’t want to see Seren, speak to her, have the confrontation. That could wait. He pushed himself on through the snow, breath steaming in the frigid air.

The shuttle was in sight, and Theron practically ran the last few metres, then held out his hand and pulled Valss into it after him, letting out a hard breath of relief as they both made it safely inside. To his frustration, the Order pilot was still readying it for takeoff, the side door still open, the thrusters idling. “Get MOVING!” he yelled at the man. The panic he was feeling was as real as if Seren and Lana really were hated enemies, why?

I don’t want Seren to see me like this, Theron realised uncomfortably. With these Order zealots, dressed like this, behaving like this. With Valss. And he never wanted to act with coldness and contempt towards her ever again. Umbara… Hearing Seren tell him she loved him despite the fact that he’d just told her he was going to kill her had been agonising. He knew he hadn’t been able to control his expression, look uncaring, he didn’t know what he’d do if he had to do it again.

“Theron! Stop!” 

It was Seren. Of course. She was almost directly below him as the shuttle rose agonisingly slowly yet also too quickly, taking him further away from her.

“Come back, Theron! Come home! Please?”

She was shouting now over the sound of the shuttle’s thrusters and as the distance between them increased, but her voice was still heartrendingly sad yet hopeful.

Next to him, Valss snorted disparagingly at the ridiculousness of her request, but then looked at Theron’s face, at his obvious anguish, the body language that revealed that he was considering it, and something in his own face changed. Theron turned away into the shuttle, both so that he wouldn’t have to see Seren’s hopeful face looking up at him, and to hide his own face from Valss.

There was a sinister crackle and a panel of temperature controls near Theron’s head was suddenly sparking and fizzing, shorted out by the Force lightning Lana had thrown into the shuttle. He looked back down and saw Seren and Lana apparently arguing, Seren holding Lana’s arm. 

Theron didn’t notice Valss standing at the shuttle side-door, preparing to jump, until he shouted at him, “Go! I’ll hold them off!”

Theron grabbed for him, but he was too slow, Valss had jumped, using the Force to cushion his fall. “NO! You’ll never win!” Theron yelled. But he knew it was too late.

Watching Valss land in a flurry of snow, Theron belatedly looked at Seren again, and his heart froze, a shudder of horror running down his spine; she knew. She must have heard the distress in his voice as Valss jumped, seen it on his face, maybe even sensed it through the Force. The look of heartbroken anguish and betrayal on her face was unbearable. She’d never truly believed in his betrayal on Umbara he realised now, but she believed in this one. 

Shaking, his own face white with shock, Theron slid the shuttle door shut, unwilling to look at her face any longer, and even more unwilling to watch his beloved and his best friend in an uneven fight to the death with a man he genuinely liked, even cared about. And it was all his fault. What had he done?

[nucarnivalmadness]

Hi I am very sorry about this but the asks and new event gave me some ideas so here, I hope you enjoy and have a good day or night:

Flori really, really admires the vice-captain of the knights. He’s strong, disciplined, patient and has the tolerance of a saint when it comes to facing the more unsavoury folk. There’s also the little things such as his integrity, bluntness and even his cute moments of love for anything sweet. It’s these things that made the man seem more human, so to say. And the blonde wouldn’t be the last to admit that Edmond really inspired her to work harder and do better. Even when she struggled with training, Edmond helped her keep up and even let her find a weapon she can use to bring out her fullest potential when swords always seem to hold her back.

And that’s why at this moment, she’s trying with all her might to restrain herself from grabbing her shield and bashing it over the noble who dared slap the vice-captain in the face. It was supposed to be a simple investigation mission concerning embezzled funds tracing back to one of the nobles. Things got complicated however when trying to confront said noble, leading to his violent wrath.

To her right, Blake had a hand wrapped around the furious Vinn’s arm as the knight grits their teeth, heels dug into the floor to stop themselves from lashing out. However, both of them are glaring at the noble, both equally infuriated.

Alicia, ever dutiful and attentive, caught the vice-captain and helped him back up, the cracking wood of her spear threatening to snap under her tight grip.

Behind Flori was the newest recruit Liam, steadying his shaky breath as the remaining knights huddled protectively around him. He had been the one carrying out the questioning and even as the noble started yelling, he held his ground and kept firm, something all of them are proud of him for. None of them could have expected such a sudden violent retaliation, they were all thankful to the vice-captain for stepping in so quickly before Liam could’ve gotten hurt.

A normal person would understandably lash out at such injustice, even if they can’t do much, but not them. Oh, not them. Edmond, strict yet caring taught them discipline and patience, key skills that help them stop nobles from gaining any excuses for their actions. Every dirty trick, every ‘justification’, every possible pardons, they won’t allow them to even have a sliver of hope for such things.

In their line of work, they have seen corruption both outside and even in their own ranks, unforgivable acts that would’ve been swept under the rug because of money and power. But Edmond wouldn’t allow such a thing to go by. A cold noble he is, yes, but he’s one of the very few who truly earned the right to be called a noble. A true knight, strict he may be but his kindness is greater, his sense of justice evident from the concern he shows towards Klein’s citizens and the actions he takes to change things for the better and give fair and swift justice to all no matter who they are.

It’s why they admire Edmond, why they would follow him no matter what, why they work hard even as their muscles burned from the strain to help their vice-captain change the corrupt system. Flori herself could barely hold back her prideful smile as she watched Edmond finally give Alicia the orders to restrain the noble for assault and began the investigation.

Thankfully it didn’t take long to find concrete evidence, fuelled by their determination to bring swift justice and as a slight bit of payback for hurting their vice-captain and their rookie. Speaking of them, Flori couldn’t help but grin softly as she sees Edmond checking up on Liam, reassuring the young man that he is of no fault and his reaction was justified as well as assuring him that the slap is of no concern, though he seems to be failing at the last part. She could practically feel the blue haired man’s determination spike into greater heights and made a mental note to visit the bakery later for those pancakes the vice-captain loved. A glance at the others and she can tell that they were thinking of different ways to help their vice-captain relax and ease his burden, heck, if she strains her hearing she could barely make out Blake and Vinn’s silent scheming to bring in that sorcerer boyfriend Edmond grew to love.

“Vice-captain, we’re about done.” Flori called, ready to follow the noble knight with confidence, kindness and pride.

Oh my god 😭😭😭

The little knightlings!!! All looking up at Edmond and learning from him and care for him, I'm soft 🥺🥺🥺

This is so precious ❤️

[the-smallest-star]

Two more rounds, two more victories, the crowd had lost its mind. There was no more booing from them, only cheering for this beaten up imp who was standing their ground, fighting for what seemed to be their life.

Clem's body hurt, adrenaline pumping through her. It was an all too familiar sensation, one she felt often back in her days working for Toby. When she worked with her family.

He always pushed her to her limits, so did Butch. He never went easy on her, never once. Even if he broke bones, there was no mercy even if she was so much younger. In a way... Clem felt he was trying to remind her of that time, the time when he had much more power over her, just as Toby did.

Intimidation.

But this time, she wasn't here doing as she was told. There was no running anymore. Every time she did, someone got hurt. She knew Vinn was watching somewhere, likely aching to intervene. But if he did, he'd ruin the plan... she could do this.

The crowd suddenly hushed, and Clem could hear heavy movement behind her.

"... Red."

She turned, and was greeted by her old mentor... someone she once called family. Someone she trusted, until she couldn't anymore.

"... Butch."

They were huge, easily fifteen feet tall. Their body was covered in purple, scarred chitin, a singular purple eye watching her. Their form was much like a centaur... only their lower half was a scorpion, their tail twitching behind him with anticipation.

"You look like shit." "Well who's fault is that?" "Should take less punches with your face." Butch sneered, "You done running Red?"

Lifting her arm, Clem wiped the blood from her nose and mouth. She knew everyone was at work now. All she needed to do was bide her time, and she'd have reinforcements.

"Yeah... done running."

[vexinghearts]

I have a request to make. Platonic yandere shinobu and kanae +child reader. Please and thank you.

ʚ Thank you so much for requesting!! I hope my portrayal of the two is close-to-canon & satisfactory ɞ

- Vinn

Kanae & Shinobu are no strangers to taking in a child. They've done it once before with their loving sister, Kanao, yet something was different with you. The two of them came across you when they were on assignment. A demon had been reported in the west, up near the mountains resulting in a string of slaughters.

"Oh, how unfortunate to hear. I'd say we'd better get going then, right Shinobu?"

"We'll slay the damned demon in no time, Master."

The two are quick to set off on their journey having taken a few days to arrive near their location. It was nighttime by the time they do so, which is when a scream rang out through the wood surroundings. The scream put the two on high alert, immediately the two ran towards the source of the sound.

As the two approached the house, they saw a demon on the doorstep, eating away at a now dead woman's forearm. The demon seemed to be distracted by the woman's taste, only ending in it's own decapitation by the older Kocho.

Kanae was rather surprised that a demon was caught off-guard so easily, but Shinobu only said that the demons had the same intelligence as that of a fish and that Kanae shouldn't be so surprised. The young woman sighed and looked down to the fading body of the demon beneath her feet.

"Perhaps, Dear Sister, however you and I both know that is not true."

Shinobu puffed her cheeks, but said nothing else. The thought occured to Kanae to check the home for any survivors. When she looked up the steps she saw that the the sliding door was ajar. Seeing this she gained the hope that there was a survivor, even if only one.

It didn't take long for the sisters to find you. The heartbreaking muffled sobs were quite evident, coming from a closet. Kanae remembered when her and her sister had been in this situation and it tugged at her heart. It took a moment for Kanae to approach the closet door, unfreezing after Shinobu snapped her out of it.

"Hello? Child? You can come out now; you're safe."

Her voice was calming and kind as she coaxed you out of your hiding spot. The door slid open slowly, revealing your teary eyes to the sisters. Kanae kneeled down to your height with a kind smile on her face, holding her hand out to you.

"It's alright, we won't hurt you...My name is Kanae Kocho." She had gestured back to her sister who stood beside her. "And her name is Shinobu."

It took a little bit to succeed in coaxing you out of your hiding place, but it worked nonetheless. You crawled out of the closet, looking to be no older than six. Shinobu observed your quaking body and pitied you. She knew what it was like to lose a guardian, and she knew what you were feeling, however she wasn't too sure what Kanae wanted to do on this situation, but she had an inkling it would be a similar solution to one previously.

"Dear, we regret to inform you, but your guardian has passed on. You will have to accompany us from here on out."

"What?! Kanae, we already-"

When Kanae looked up to Shinobu, Shinobu shut her mouth and huffed once again. She knew that Kanae wanted to save others from their own tragic fate, but adopting every child they come across? They already had one child to take care of, but two was too much. ( ha get it? ) // ( Kill me please /j )

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It takes awhile for Shinobu to get close to you, but after countless nights of cuddling up with both her and Kanae and Kanao, she eventually grows close to you and insists on you laying by her futon. Kanae doesn't mind this, happy that Shinobu had taken a liking to you.

When you're older and have the potential to gain suitors//suitresses(?) , Shinobu tends to chase them off, believing you need her and her sisters only, however Kanae is the opposite. She pushes for you to find a suitor out of love, wanting you to be happy outside of the life of a demon slayer.

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After Kanae was killed while on mission, Shinobu forbid you from becoming a slayer, resulting in you becoming a part of the Butterfly Children. You took care of Demon Slayer's, but did not partake in the missions. However, before Kanae's passing, she had taught you her breathing style. Whenever Shinobu was gone, you were there to protect the younger Butterfly Girls. But, if Gyomei were off of assignment for once, she would leave the five/six of you with him. Afterall, she trusted him, especially since he had taken both her and Kanae in all those years ago.

When the Kamado Siblings arrive at the Butterfly Mansion, she is not too thrilled to have a demon within her walls, but makes peace with it considering Ubayashiki himself had permitted it. She tells you to tend to the boy, but not to get too close to the box he keeps with him.

However, you didn't listen and became quite friendly with the younger Kamado, knowing her now as Nezuko. Shinobu wasn't thrilled with this discovery, but couldn't find it in herself to punish you. If there is ever a day you become too friendly with a certain sibling, however, she will not hesitate to deny him entry at her doorstep.

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Hello Hello Hello 💕

I am so sorry to my lovely requester for taking so long on getting this out! I had to gather a lot of motivation for this, having thought that I could dive head first into writing a oneshot/drabble about one of the (in my opinion) most complex characters in Demon Slayer. Turns out I was wrong lol

I know that there wasn't much Yandere!Kanae (considering I kinda killed her off a bit early in the story) But I do think this turned out better than I expected it too when I first started!

I hope you enjoyed this drabble/oneshot/I'mnotreallysuretbh!! Please let me know what you all think 💕

( Also, should I start a separate blog dedicated to oneshots so they don't get lost? )

Also Also! I made that little header at the top myself!! ( Super proud of it tbh 💕 )