#we keep it hush hush

[clockworkreapers]

how people with blue and green eyes be looking at each other

[otrtbs]

okay ,,,,, so um ,,,, does anyone wanna talk about james potter tn

[beedoes-stuff]

“i didn’t break in, i didn’t break anything.”

[suntails]

I’m going to paint you a picture of modern communication, and how it is fundamentally broken.

Let’s look at one friend. You chat pretty much everyday, and mostly talk to this person on twitter and discord, with occasional tumblr DMs. That’s three places you talk. But that’s actually not true, because you also have each other’s priv twitters and talk there as well. That’s four. Now account for, let’s say, one post reply per account per person, in addition to your DMs. That’s eight. But that’s ALSO not true, because not only do you talk in discord DMs with each other, but you’re in a friend group server as well! And you talk in those channels together! That’s nine.

This is one friend.

Now look around you. How many friends, how many mutuals are you in contact with. A few, a handful, a dozen, more? How many accounts per person do you have, how many places can you send each other posts, devolve into separate topics and conversations? How many people text you as well. Friends, family, coworkers? What do you do day to day around catching up, what IRL commitments will rip you away long enough to let the pile build again?

I can’t do it. I cannot live an actual life in the real world and balance this much interaction, it’s crushing. I reply to a friend’s post because I’m interested in the subject, I want to have a discussion! I WANT to talk about it with them, but I immediately kick myself for adding another conversation to the pile. Day by day, I ignore messages for hours on end and watch mountains pile around me, to reply en masse at the end of the night to let the cycle repeat. I wake up to six discord DMs and as I clear the third, the first replies back again.

We weren’t meant to have thirty simultaneous conversations. We weren’t. And you know in your bones that the number isn’t an exaggeration.

[messenger-of-stupidity]

EVERYONE SHUT UP(actually keep talking. Yall are fucking hilarious)

IM GONNA WRITE A VEGA REUNITE FIC BECAUSE IM TOO IMPATIENT TO WAIT.

( @t4llhum4n because i know u miss him too)

Warden shut the door behind them, their hands trembling. Their apartment - Department regulated - once was a safe haven for them. A place for them to let go of their self-placed restrictions. To not be so fully ashamed of themself. Now, it was like willingly returning to a crushing hell.

Truthfully, they were surprised that the apartment was still theirs. They hadn't been in contact with the Department ever since Vega has saved them. Saved them. Not took them.

Because he had saved them. He saves them from a repulsive spiral that would have kept going and going until they were left a husk, incapable of autonomous thought.

They sat down on the edge of their couch. It was stiff and uncomfortable, just like everything else in this cramped one bedroom apartment. Bur demons didn't need sleep, or food. So why should the Delta team have comfortable luxuries? Warden wanted to scream. To throw something. To do something other than run.

They should have stayed and done something after that... thing killed Vega. Their head dropped into their hands, their breath shaking. Vega was dead. Something so large as him... dead in an instant. Their prisoner, their patient, their doctor, their savior, their... so much more. He had been all of these things.

They stayed on that couch for hours. Vega would tell them to stop moping. To pick up the pieces of themself and move forward. To devise a plan of how to continue. That's what they should do. But their body wasn't cooperating. This was grief.

They had tasted grief before. Bitter and harsh and heavy. It tasted like love but soured. They were grieving Vega.

The pull of magic snapped them from their thoughts. A rift. And... something else. Not a rift. But close to it. Their head lifted, eyes narrowing. The apartments were warded against rifts, so the arrival stood on the other side of their front door. Well... partially. A human stared at them - freelancer - alongside the thing that had killed Vega. They stood up, backing away quickly.

"This is the demon I was talking about, Doc." The thing - Hush - said, pointing towards Warden. The freelancer - Doc - reached out and gently lowered Hush's hand.

"Hush, I've met so many demons these past few weeks, it's hard to keep everyone straight." Doc replied tiredly. Warden could taste their exhaustion. Their door opened and another figure stepped inside. Tall proud horns, piercing eyes, lips pressed in a firm line.

"Vega?" His brow furrowed at their voice and he stared back at them. They could hardly breath. Not that they needed to, and he had broken them of the habit of breathing for the comfort's sake of humans. He had broken them of so many habits unnatural to their body, but existed simply for the sake of unappreciative humans.

"This is the inchoate you mentioned?" Vega asked, looking over at Hush and the freelancer human that had accompanied him. What was Vega doing with his murderer? And who was the human. Warden glared at Hush. He had something to do with this. He had to.

"Yes. That's the inchoate." Hush replied. His gaze slid from the human to look at Warden. They nearly shivered at the expression. There's wasn't anything inherently wrong with it. It was just the uncanny valley associated with something that was neither human nor demon. Or daemon. "Vega lost most of his memories when I brought him back. You can help, right?"

Warden felt the three pairs of eyes turn on them. Vega lost his memories? How far back? And how had Hush brought Vega back? They had seen him kill Vega, felt the rush of his magic leaving his body. They stumbled back a step, looking over at Vega. He was supposed to have the answers, not the other way around.

"Can you be of help, congruent of Rak'Xit? Hush has claimed that you were a friend or subordinate of mine. This human has vouched for Hush's... value." Vega said, stepping towards Warden. They stared at him, lips parted in a silent gasp. It was Vega. Except he was different. Rougher. More blunt. And trusting the word of a human.

"Hush killed you." Warden said harshly and Vega nodded.

"I'm not exactly pleased by that either. Now answer the question." Warden looked over at the freelancer. How did they play into this? Hush stepped between the two, his expression tightening. Ah. That's how.

"I... I don't know how much help I can be. I've only known you for a few months. You've told me stuff, but it may not be enough. How much do you not remember?" Warden asked, looking back to Vega. His lips twisted into a frown.

"Too much. Start with what you know."

[frenchy-and-the-sea]

There is a very exquisite agony in playing a game you love so so so so so much, and realizing that one of the other players is trying to play a totally different game than you.

[that-foul-legacy-lover]

busy,,,, but not suffering as much as i was previous days!!! that's something!!!

[journey-to-the-attic]

something interesting i've noticed recently: in the og game, one specific memory UR always seems to end up in my recommended team, even if it doesn't match the attribute of the stage

come to find out, it's because this card - for some reason - has a strength that's nearly double that of all the other memory URs

(including the other memory UR that was given out alongside it, which is the sloth card in the bottom right)

this basically puts it on the same level as a demon UR in terms of power

looking at the attribute scaling breakdowns, it seems they accidentally programmed this card with a demon UR's stats- if you compare it to these other cards (of the same sin, at the same skill level), the way it scales matches up with the demon card rather than the other memory card (greed peaks at ~17000 rather than ~10000, the 'secondary' sins are at ~10000 rather than ~5000-6000)

weird!

[hockeybazooka]

idk if I'm being schizo here but if u look at the end of this clip from the kings tiktok, you'll notice Alex's wording. He uses the phrase "ended up" when describing Dixie and Trevor's relationship. which is a bit strange

End literally means something is over or completed (etc..) and ended is the PAST term of end. So, I'm thinking Trevor and Dixie broke up a while ago but have been keeping it quiet 😶 Turcs always exposing smth bro 😭😭

Sorry if any of this is wrong, I don't really follow the two

[nonuggetshere]

Out of curiosity, what species do y'all think the five great knights are? Save for Ogrim, of course

[sexynetra]

WIP W(Thursday)

Hi I haven’t posted any writing in so long I’m so sorry anyways started a new story today in a panic so have an excerpt :) it should be up within the next week or two!

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Jackie made her way to the nearest coffee stand, needing something to distract her.

“Nervous flier?” The woman behind the counter asked as Jackie swiped her card.

“Huh?”

“You a nervous flier? You look like you’re on the verge of tears,” she said, passing over a scone Jackie definitely hadn’t ordered or paid for.

“Oh, no. I actually love flying. But I’m just here to meet my girlfriend. I’m planning to propose tonight actually,” Jackie said as she took the pastry, placing the bag carefully in her purse.

“How wonderful! Mazel Tov!” The barista gave her a kind smile and sent her off with a second free pastry. For the new fiancée, she had said.

[zhooniyaa-waagosh]

The thing that makes me really bitter about outdoor cats is that it makes it a million times harder to find a lost pet who got loose because everyone just assumes that any cat they see is meant to be outside so they never get reported.

There's also no real sympathy from pro-indoor cat people when it comes to lost pets. Maybe that cat who got mauled by a dog or hit by a car wasn't the neglected pet of someone who doesn't feel like scooping the litter box, maybe it was a very dearly loved indoor cat who slipped out the door or squeezed itself through a ripped window screen.

[reki-of-the-valley]

New accessory for my bag 💛

(Charm by @ikimaru and it's so adorable!)

[vonlipvig]

this game will not let me leave. i had it all planned out. i was going to come out and make my relationship with pabel official. i was going to unite the whole fucking country now that i could get zille AND pales. BUT NOPE. UNEXPECTED COUP.

sigh BACK TO TURN 8 ONCE AGAIN, THEN.

[lazarus-harp]

matthew and teala, in a platonic way ofc! but throughout season three teala ALWAYS had matthew her first choice when she needed someone to team up with, she always gravitated toward him during the group discussions, and she had the most trust for him while matthew was really the only one who paid attention to her when she spoke, he always made sure he got some of her input during group discussion, and in episode 4 he says that he was scared to vote someone in, my personal headcanon is that in episode 2 matthew purposely lost against safiya to save tealas life bc mere seconds after jc dies he runs to teala to make sure shes okay, and on a GTlive episode teala said that bts of etn matthew was the only one who liked it when rambled about something and that she saw him like a dad and he saw her like a daughter. anyways enough with my rambling i am the number one meala stan and take this playlist on your way out!

oh mat & teala is so near and dear to me! i was beyond pleased to see this ramble about them in my inbox, plus a playlist? cannot thank you enough <3 what a treat! it's been a while since i've talked about them on here i think, but before i came around to mrs i was very much a mat/teala truther haha. she reigned as my favorite detective friendship for a solid year, to the point that i was shocked when i came into the fandom and saw how little others acknowledged it. you've touched on everything already but if i may ramble as well for a brief second ...

teala always choosing matthew will never not be absolutely crazy to me. at first glance, it makes sense, who wouldn't choose him? he's the detective, he's smart and stupidly charming, has a reputation for being capable and well liked -- everything teala is not. she doesn't know him, like jc and mostly everyone else there, but he looks and acts and seems like the kind of stranger who can do the impossible. so, naturally, she wants him! but then comes the fourth episode where she's team captain ( ironic, really, given how she's who everyone rallies against ) and, like before, her first choice is mat and she gets him. now, i need everyone to take a moment and remember that the only reason our beloved super spy still breathes is because mat failed a challenge. one that cost the person who also trusted him their life. to anyone, this would heavily impact their previous views on his skills, and elevate safiya's ... but not teala lol. the fact she chooses mat in a heartbeat over the very girl who gave her all to save her? it's, um, telling! this moment is actually one of my favorites to bring up to others when i try explaining the amount of power the detective holds with people, because you just don't see this in etn, or really anywhere. back to my girl though ; it's abundantly obvious mat couldn't do wrong in her eyes, because he's one of the only people who doesn't want her to die. as early as episode two during the voting scene, we see and hear matthew tell teala her name's being tossed around a lot. he's warning her. preparing her just in case. it's a kindness nobody else bothers to give her, and they hardly know each other at all. i think the detective has a fondness for the underdog types, for people deemed useless or easily bullied ; in part because it feels wrong, but i wouldn't be surprised if mat also enjoyed being the 'superior' or 'savior' in a dynamic. you know, the smarter one and all that. yet no matter his reasoning, his instincts, he came to really like teala, even during scenes where he seemed frustrated with her.

ep4 is a moment, because i wholeheartedly believe mat would've never voted teala had his hand not been forced. he put in jc and nikita despite the easy way out being presented countless times. he just refused to let teala be his personal scapegoat -- so to see him have no other choice in the man with no name episode is quite saddening. he couldn't vote safiya when she'd been nothing but useful, and he could never vote rosanna or himself ... there just wasn't another choice. people might think mat's borderline manic glee when rosanna returns is proof that he didn't care much for teala but i mean. ro is his best friend, the girl he's practically stitched to his side, was he supposed to not be overwhelmed with joy that she was the one who made it back? nikita has the same reaction in ep5 when manny makes it and we know ( considering the hug ) that this didn't mean she hated mat. best friends are just a whole other playing field honestly. matthew wouldn't want anything else, but i do believe this outcome hurt. there's this raw anger and pain vibrating off of him the second the girls' names are called, all tense and shoving his face in his hands, and it's a type of hurt we don't see from him often. sure, could just be that ro's going in, but it could also be because it's ro and teala specifically. all his attempts at protection, his silly hope that teala might keep pulling through, only for that to mean nothing in the end. mat seemed resigned to the act of pulling teala's dead weight to the finish line, but i don't think she was ever going to let him. for all her naivety and struggles teala knew she wasn't wanted and knew she wasn't capable, so while she wouldn't just roll over and die, she wasn't going to try to stick around. it's why her words to defend herself in that last voting session are blunt, honest, and defeated. ahhh ... what a tragedy! just feels like mat's heart broke in that moment, a little bit. and it's soooo telling that rosanna was sent in for those same reasons ; aka seeming defeated and not having a 'fire' in her like everyone else. how can people not notice s3's fave male totally has a type in girls?

also as for your personal hc i gotta say this has always sorta been my view on what happened too. it's no secret i heavily have my foot in the 'mat was jealous of jc and scared of being one-upped by him' theory ... leaving me to believe he'd rather teala survive instead of the hippie. of course there's more nuance and complicated, messy emotions to this as well! for mat things are never easy and clean cut. there were many things at stake here : proving himself to be as good of an opponent as everyone thought he was, that knee jerk want to save teala, that fresh guilt of dooming jc, the fact the very person he was envious of admired him greatly, and it's too much to handle. my interpretation of everything is that at first matthew was dragging his feet, was unsure of what he really wanted, and was pretty ready to let jc die for teala's sake during the hot dog part. but the public humiliation of it all, having everyone look at him with doubt, changed his mind for a brief second ... he needed to prove himself, he needed to redeem his losses, but even then that fight isn't really in him. not in the same way we see in ep5 and ep8, where he fights more fiercely for his own life. did mat wish death on jc? no. will he feel guilty and wrong for his death until the end of time? yes. but is some part of him glad teala made it, at least in that moment? absolutely. the detective loves rationalizing things to himself too, so i wouldn't be shocked if after everything he leaned into the 'i did it for teala' narrative hard. a way to justify his loss, his incompetency, the blood on his hands. and again, a part of that is true, just as much as it isn't. anyway! this sort of view on ep2 is exactly the reasoning for why this pin is on the detective's board. it's referring to that hc :

ahem! god i definitely rambled for a lot longer than a second, but this ask awakened my passion for this dynamic. the gtlive collab episode was adorable in every way -- as well as shocking, because wow, is irl teala staunchly different compared to the character she portrayed. she is not shy at all, instead being very loud and perverse, which was a fun surprise. i guess my conclusion here is that i love these two platonically, that's my favorite read of them, though i've dabbled in them romantically before too and didn't hate it. could see in a normal 70s au teala having this shallow crush on him ... getting flustered around him because he's nice, smart, handsome, and likes her for what she thinks is no reason. less about actually having those feelings and more so being naturally drawn to the perceived safety his presence provides. though if teala ever came into herself more she'd probably find attraction elsewhere, since at her core she only adores matthew as a friend and a safety room, so to speak. either way! this dynamic deserves more appreciation than it gets! it's practically buried under all its potential. would love to see this talked about more or written into more fics, but we'll see!

[addicted-to-the-knife]

something Hugh Dancy said at the Dallas panel that I thought was very interesting, was that Will uses (common) autistic traits very consciously as a means to protect himself.

it makes sense. he uses the frame of his glasses as a "social shield" early in season 1. and from season 2 on, that seemed to just "go away", as an example of one of those traits because he specifically mentioned the difficulty with eye contact.

I used to interpret his changes throughout the seasons as him simply dropping the mask. because to me - especially in the beginning - he was trying so hard to appear "normal" that his autistic traits and instability only became more obvious.

so, when he stopped trying so hard and felt more liberated in being himself, he became more comfortable just doing whatever feels right to him, instead of focusing on what makes him appear more socially acceptable.

but Hugh's thought of Will simply using the traits he knows are commonly found in autistic people and saying he's on the spectrum, but not formally diagnosed, makes this a lot more interesting to me!