#what’s wrong with that???? isn’t he human? doesn’t he deserves a community?

[mangora]

Something I think about a lot is the people who went to school or lived in the same neighborhood as the ROTI cast seeing them on TV. Everyone in Cameron’s neighborhood knew that a kid lived in that house but they never knew or even really saw him; and now they get to know him for the first time, and they feel this weird mix of pride for him, as well as melancholy or even anger at the fact that he was kept inside his whole life. Lightning was a star in his community and everyone thought he had an idyllic life, until they saw the finale and found out how much pressure he’d been under all those years, and they can’t see him the same way when he comes back. Zoey was an outcast at her high school and was ignored or even picked on by most of her peers, and they only realized how much of an impact that had on her when they watched her struggle to make connections over and over again until she lost her first real friend and snapped. No one liked Scott, everyone thought he was an asshole and knew he only got by via cheating and lying— but seeing him near catatonic after that shark attack, they can’t help but feel horrified on a deep personal level, and remember some of the good or just pitiful things Scott did, and wonder if he really deserved something that terrible. Jo was bullied but never seemed intimidated or effected by it; when everyone sees her struggle with her body image, or worry about the things she hasn’t done yet, or slip up and smile or help someone out, it both makes them realize that she’s weaker than they thought and also that they’re wrong for being happy about that. Similarly, Mike was widely treated as a freak and a delinquent, and had barely if any friends; seeing him open up about his DID on TV and learning where DID comes from created this sense of crushing guilt and horror for everyone who’d ever picked on him or written him off or spread rumors behind his back. Anne Maria was beloved by people at her school and in her neighborhood, and seeing how people like Zoey treated her and watching her lose was devastating. Brick was always known to have a heart of gold, and while seeing that on TV was inspiring for some of his friends and peers at boot camp, it made him a new target for other kids and commanders, who saw him as soft and effete and not worth wasting time on. Sam never had many friends due to his nerdy interests and social awkwardness, and after seeing how kind he was on the show, everyone wishes they’d given him a chance. Seeing Dawn properly mad at Scott during her elimination is super uncanny to everyone who knew her as the calm and collected local cryptid, and it reminds them that she’s human (or at least humanoid) and makes them take her more seriously. B’s community was rooting for them, since everyone knew how smart and thoughtful they were; seeing him get deadnamed by Chris and then get taken down by Scott made them genuinely mad on their behalf. Watching Dakota’s last moments as a normal human girl was horrifying for everyone who knew her, especially because after the episode aired there was nothing they could do about it. Staci went on the show as the annoying girl who lied for attention, and she left the same way; no glory, no gold, just humiliation.

And this isn’t even mentioning what their families felt watching the show, whether that be fear or pride or disappointment or anger— either at Chris and the show or even at their own child, in some cases. Like, could you imagine coming back home to your family, your friends, your neighbors, your teachers, your coworkers, after they’d seen you at your worst or most vulnerable on international television— after everyone who’d ever scrutinized or believed in you watched you lose big time. The horror and/or tragedy of ROTI doesn’t end or even really start with the radioactive island; the things that led them there and the things they returned to could be dismal or scary in their own ways.

Anyways I’m so normal about them rghhhhhh

[frozenjokes]

Something Somber, But I Hope At Least I Can Do My Best To Help You

there are guns in this fic, this is the warning for that. she’s (the fic) is a tad angsty

“I’m going to kill you now.”

Grian stood in the shallow water, holding some sort of human device in his hands. He was alone today, but it was possible Scar was just recovering from his injuries at home. That would make sense. However, Mumbo did find it a little odd that Grian hadn’t brought much of his stuff, the bag left in the grass looking deflated in comparison to how full it usually was. Grian wasn’t moving very much, very stiff as he pointed whatever he was holding at Mumbo’s face. He looked.. a little upset? It didn’t really look like he wanted Mumbo to have it, he was holding it so tightly, but Mumbo was getting a little confused about what exactly the purpose of this was.

Mumbo leaned a little closer to sniff, but Grian winced, taking a couple steps back. Well. Guess that answers that. Mumbo’s fins rose and fell on his back and head, twitching with annoyance. Why did Grian call him over if all he wanted to do was stare?

“What,” Mumbo said, hoping Grian would at least try to explain whatever it was he was holding and why he wanted to show it off, but Grian remained stiff, lips pursed.

“You don’t get it. You don’t- I’m going to kill you, and you don’t understand. Do something. Get mad or hiss at me or lunge or something. Defend yourself.”

Ah, so he was upset. If he was trying to communicate why, he wasn’t doing a very good job. Mumbo wasn’t even sure if this was about Scar; he didn’t think so, Grian never said Scar’s name, but he wasn’t sure what else. Wait, could he still be mad about the whole bag stealing thing? That was so long ago! If that was the case, that was sufficiently a Grian problem, learn to let go of a grudge, buddy.

“What,” Mumbo asked again, hoping Grian would do a better job at explaining himself.

Grian huffed as if his own inability to be clear was Mumbo’s fault, “This is a gun. Gun,” Grian moved the device a little in his hands, but didn’t hold it any less tightly, “I am going to shoot you with it. I am going to kill you.”

Mumbo stared blankly. Alright, the thing he was holding was a ‘gun.’ Great. Was he going to show him what it did, or were they just going to sit here for another twenty minutes. Mumbo didn’t mean to be so impatient, but honestly, Grian was being stupid and Mumbo’s tail was still in quite a lot of pain, worse in the shallows.

“I can’t- you don’t get it. And you know, it’s nothing against you. It’s not. Well..” Grian paused, thinking, then shook his head, “No, it’s nothing against you, even if you stole all my shit and fucked up my ankle- I might have a limp for the rest of my life, y’know! I probably won’t. But I might! You tore through all sorts of important shit in there.”

Mumbo wasn’t sure if he was supposed to be understanding what Grian was saying, but the human didn’t look like it planned on stopping, so Mumbo let it be. Still, he kept a slightly warier eye.

“And I’m not sorry, by the way. About your tail. You deserved that as far as I’m concerned, stealing my stuff then trying to sing me into the water after I was injured- I know your game. That’s what you guys do. You kill people. At best you’re like- like a public nuisance. But you’re dangerous, I know you’re dangerous and I..” Grian trailed off, looking away, “I’m just afraid Scar doesn’t know.”

Ah. There it was. So this was about Scar.. oh, Mumbo hoped he was okay. Scar hadn’t looked like he was hurt too badly, but then again, anything could have happened. The bite could have gotten infected or was deeper than Mumbo had thought, or any other number of things. Given how upset Grian seemed to be, something must have happened.

“Scar doesn’t have a very strong sense of self preservation, he never has, and it drives just about everyone in his life up a wall. I don’t know why or what’s wrong with him or if he’s got some sort of mental health issue he isn’t addressing, but it’s always been this way and- and he just gets so focused. Like he gets an idea in his head and he literally can’t think of anything but pursuing it. And when I say literally, I mean it. He doesn’t think about anything else! I don’t even know if he can! You would not believe how much he talks about you, it’s all ‘Mumbo Mumbo Mumbo! Mumbo this, Mumbo that,’ and because we have to keep you a secret, all of this goes to me and-” Grian cut himself off, taking a second to breath.

“It’s not that I care. Scar can talk my ear off all he wants about anything he wants. Sure, it can be a little much and I get frustrated with him from time to time, but at the end of the day, he picked me, y’know? There’s a guy that can talk his way into anything he wants, who can make friends with basically anyone, and he still.. he wants to talk to me. And that’s a special thing, y’know? Scar is a special kind of guy. And it just kills me when he tries to throw his life away!” Grian kicked up sand and water as his voice rose through gritted teeth, and Mumbo jumped back, startled, though he immediately regretted the motion, hissing in a soft whine at the pain that pulsed through his tail. Grian stared at him for a long while, still pointing his ‘gun,’ but his shoulders fell.

“He’s going to be mad at me. For killing you. Doesn’t matter how many times I said I was going to or how many times I told him he couldn’t interfere if I let him come and see you. He’s going to feel bad, then I’m probably going to feel bad, and we’ll probably both feel very bad for a while, but it’ll be fine because Scar will be alive. That’s what matters, in the end. Not mermaids, not money- well, actually I won’t go that far. I’m going to sell the shit out of your body and I’ll probably be very well off for the rest of my life. I think I’m allowed to want that too! I think that’s fair.”

“And I’ll have you know, Scar’s not innocent either, he still wants you in his zoo even if he doesn’t talk about it around here anymore. As if you’d even understand. I’m telling you to your face I’m going to kill you and sell all your body parts and you couldn’t give less of a fuck. It’s impressive almost, how neutral your face is right now. You look a bit like one of those dogs from those kennel ads? All of them looking all sad with the sad music trying to make you feel sad so you go out and adopt. That’s how you look all the time. It’s the eyes. All big and dark like that. Ugh.”

Mumbo wasn’t sure what to do. Clearly this human was in some kind of distress, but the more it talked, the more he was sure he had no clue what was actually going on. Had it come looking for some sort of comfort? Why Mumbo? Out of everyone Grian knew, surely Mumbo was the least qualified by far.

Did.. he know anyone else? Humans were social animals, Mumbo knew this, but mermaids were too, and even despite this, some had trouble fitting in. Mumbo had never seen another human other than Scar hang around with Grian.. maybe while Scar was healing and resting, he just didn’t have anyone else to go to.

Well, Mumbo knew a few things about humans. They liked to talk (loudly) and yell at each other (loudly) and call each other’s names and be obnoxious to each other for fun. Though, given Mumbo did not speak human, this seemed out of the question in terms of things he could do to help.

Humans.. liked touch. Mumbo was pretty sure of that, no matter how foreign it always seemed. Scar was always touching Grian affectionately, and despite the latter never looking all too thrilled, he never really reacted negatively either, sometimes even visibly relaxing. Is.. that what Grian was looking for?

Mumbo steeled himself, less for the pain of maneuvering in shallow water and more for reaching out his hand toward the human ahead. Sure, maybe they’d had a rocky start, but Grian was clearly in distress. If Mumbo could show him that he cared, maybe Grian would understand he meant to be friendly? Even still, he found his head and body cringing back in anticipation of The Touch, though he kept his arm extended, one eye still watching anxiously.

Grian looked.. well, honestly, Mumbo couldn’t tell if he was any more or less distressed than before, but it felt a little bit different than before?

“What.” Grian said, looking rapidly from his gun to Mumbo to Mumbo’s hand, eyebrows pinched, “What is this. What are you doing.”

Ah, yeah, that made sense. This was pretty radically different behavior for Mumbo; if he was on the other side of it, he’d be wary too. Though, he didn’t quite have the words to explain himself. For a moment Mumbo considered singing, something soft and somber so Grian might understand his intentions, but given how the human reacted last time he sang.. no, that would be a bad idea.

‘Red,’ he whistled instead, “Grian.” Mumbo’s gills flared gently, frustrated. Why was this so hard. Maybe Grian was put off by how uncomfortable Mumbo looked.. maybe looking a little less like touching Grian was one of the top ten worst things that could possible happen to him would be a start.

Mumbo strained to get a little closer despite the pain, holding out both of his arms instead of just the one, palms up. He managed to open both of his eyes, though they were still pretty narrowed in the bracing anticipation of something unpleasant. He even tried to face Grian completely instead of shying away, though he couldn’t quite force himself to manage that entirely. Grian’s mouth hung open, like breathing that way might give him more information on what exactly was happening here. Unfortunately, intention was not something humans could smell.

Grian slowly, slowly lowered his gun, not letting go, but not holding so tightly either, leaving it in one hand at his side. His arms were shaking- actually, mostly of him was shaking.. Mumbo wasn’t quite sure what that meant. Likely a symptom of human distress; it didn’t seem voluntary, quite unlike the quivering of mermaid fins when they were very angry.

Mumbo snapped back to reality when Grian moved, taking a slow step forward. Then another. Then another.

‘It’s okay. This is okay. I’m sorry about Scars, and I’m sorry you’re worried. I think you’re worried. That human seems like it’s survived quite a few injuries though, I think it’ll be okay. I thought you were going to hurt each other, and even now, I’m not entirely sure you weren’t. Mermaids have thick skin. You do not. Humans are too fragile, you can’t be fighting each other like that.’

“You’ve been watching us, haven’t you. I mean, of course you have, but this is.. I guess you’ve really been paying attention. Is that what we sound like to you, just all sorts of nothing speech all day? I bet that gets annoying. I’ve never heard you talk this much. I guess your language is also pretty complex. It must be, unless you’re just repeating the same few concepts. It’s hard to tell. Are you really that intelligent? Wow, if you knew what I just said you’d probably be offended. But I just- I mean you’re just a big fish, yeah? It would be crazy to just assume you had comparable intelligence just because you kinda look like a person. But that’s what Scar thinks of course.”

‘I have no idea what you’re saying, but I’m pretty sure this is how human conversation works. You take turns talking for long periods of time and stare very uncomfortably at each other’s faces. This is a foreign concept to me, Red. Humans are extremely weird.’

“It’s funny how when you’re saying one of our names the clicking stops. Did you do that just for us? So we’d be able to say them? I just assumed some mermaid words didn’t have clicks, but you don’t stop. You don’t stop at all actually, it doesn’t even look like you breathe.”

‘Is this the appropriate time to speak. You humans don’t pause for very long before another one starts talking. My arms are getting tired, are you going to touch them and feel better or not.’

Mumbo almost thought Grian understood, because at nearly the same time Mumbo spoke, it moved forward another step, far closer than what was comfortable, though, to be fair, this entire experience was uncomfortable. Couldn’t Grian just reach out and touch Mumbo’s hands from as far away as possible? What was the point of getting this close?

“You look. Uncomfortable.” Grian cringed back, demonstrating the word and gesturing vaguely to Mumbo before his neutral expression returned. “Uncomfortable.”

Uncomfortable! How did he know? Mumbo had gone through so much effort to look friendly and inviting, he hadn’t even bared his teeth once! Mumbo took a moment to inspect himself, a few quick embarrassed clicks escaping his throat when he saw every single one of his fins across his back flared out and on end. Even the big one at the end of his tail was all spiky and sticking out of the water, goodness. Mumbo forced them all down at once, re-presenting his arms.

Grian laughed, which Mumbo was 90% sure was a happy sound, and then relaxed a little more, waving his hands in a ‘no’ gesture.

“I’m not going to touch you if you don’t want me to, Mumbo. I’m not- Do you just think that’s a human thing? Lots of animals enjoy physical contact y’know, we actually domesticated a ton of animals for the sole purpose of petting them. I have to think you guys also enjoy it, at least with each other. You’re just flighty with humans, and I’m guessing lots of other stuff in the water. Do mermaids get eaten a lot? I can not imagine that being an issue. You’re huge.”

Grian backed up a little, but not out of fear. Just.. stepping away. Mumbo dropped his arms, somewhat relieved, but a tiny part of him was also a little annoyed. Clearly there was something magic about human touch, and Mumbo was kinda starting to want to know what the fuss was about. But Grian kept its distance now, and Mumbo didn’t think he would be able to convince it to approach him again. Shame. Though, admittedly, it was nice to not have his personal bubble be so thoroughly invaded.

“Hey,” Grian said, grabbing Mumbo’s attention back, “This isn’t- I’m still going to kill you. I’m going to.” It raised its gun half heartedly, but stopped, dropping it with a huff and a little stomp of its foot. “If you hurt him. Scar. Again. If you even touch him I’m going to- I won’t hesitate. If you kill him I’m going to- I’ll be really upset. So don’t. Do that. Clear? Are we clear?”

Mumbo stared. Grian stared back.

“Are we clear? Yes or no.”

“What,” Mumbo said, deeply confused, but Grian only huffed. Mumbo flicked his tail fins with a short hiss, ‘I don’t speak your dumb language, if you want me to understand then tell me clearly.’

“Don’t sass me.”

‘I don’t like your tone.’

“Shush!” Grian drew a finger over his mouth and Mumbo copied the gesture, flicking his fins. Grian threw up his hands like he’d been mortally offended, turning immediately on his heel. Humans. So dramatic. Internally, Mumbo noted the gesture for later as something to use when the humans were being particularly annoying.

“Whatever!” Grian declared, not looking at Mumbo as he spoke, “I’m leaving!” He marched away out of the water, stomping and splashing as he left in what Mumbo was sure was a conscious effort to be as obnoxious as possible. Amused, he began his careful backpedal into deeper water, sighing contentedly. After a minute, Grian seemed to be quite offended when he looked back to see Mumbo also leaving, yelling and calling out and being a total nuisance, but Mumbo ignored him, relieved to be out of the shallows.

Scar was all kinds of odd, but Grian felt like a different beast sometimes. Scar was predictable in his weirdness, completely baffling, but consistent. Grian felt like he reacted differently to the same exact situation every time, the one exception being when he felt he was in danger, in which he would just scream. Loudly. Shrilly. Only sometimes justified.

Maybe it would just take a little more time.

Scar was easy; easy to impress, easy to speak to, and easy to watch- Mumbo would say Scar was easy to be around, but that wasn’t quite the case with his chronic lack of environmental awareness, always swinging his arms and moving erratically. But at this point Mumbo was used to it. In a way, that erraticness was predictable too; Mumbo knew to keep a little more space between the two of them because of it. But Scar was an open book, and Grian clearly wasn’t.

He was guarded like Mumbo was, and that was a good thing. Scar’s carelessness was written all over his body, and Grian had his moments of impulsive stupidity, but Mumbo didn’t worry for his life like he did for Scar’s. Briefly, he wondered if Grian worried about Scar as well.

[trials-of-a-spirit-worker]

Ghost Hunting Shows Opinions and Why

Ghost Adventures

I can’t even begin to tell you how fucking obnoxious I find them. I mean I’m sure you see it from my writing. Anyone who’s been here long enough knows how I feel about these fuckers.

“Aaron, I magically have a condition where I cannot go down the spooky basement where this aggro spirit, that I’ve managed to piss off in the last 20 minutes is lurking. He’s known for snapping necks. Go down there with a glow stick and go hump the pole, he hates that. Good luck.”

Poor Aaron though. Everyone does the dirty work and Zac just sucks up all the notoriety and shit cause he’s supposedly “conventionally attractive.” (I don’t see it. And you can’t give me the queer excuse. Cause I still like men.) And the voice he does. Annoying. Who the fuck talks like that? I'd rather hear Channing Tatum's shitty gambit do this shit.

Honestly, especially since there was all these articles and confessions about them forging evidence, I’ve just liked them less and less. Ghost hunting and paranormal things of that nature in the world of science is already seen as a joke and shit. We don’t need these chucklefucks fucking up that reputation even more cause they want to make ratings. Where’s the love? Where’s the passion? 

Hate em. 0/10

Ghost Brothers

Okay, can I talk about how much I love the representation though!? Cause its usually a joke that the Black people die first in scary movies cause we make too much sense or we just don’t end up in that situation. Which I mean…true. We don’t stay long in scary ass situations. Spooky ass shit happens we fucking leave. Point blank.  But yeah, love seeing my brothers working in the ghost hunting game.

Now they’re greenhorns, in every sense of the word. But that isn’t a bad thing. They’re adding new perspectives, are not afraid of learning. They use their feelings and their bodies alongside the technological evidence. What I really like about them is how respectful they try to be. They always err on the side of politeness and you can’t go wrong with that.

One scene that will live with me forever is when they all tried to date that one ghost who was ghosted (sorry for the pun but not really) by her lover and killed herself in despair over it. That scene will never not be funny/cute to me.

“You deserved someone who would be there for you, and I think I’m that guy.” Iconic. I want to see more of them and I heard some rumors it might return. I want the blackness so bad.

7/10 I want to see them go further.

Ghost Files/Buzzfeed Unsolved Supernatural

As much as I shit on both Shane and Ryan, and I love doing it. It’s my favorite one. Doesn’t mean Shane’s a good influence. I do like the idea of having a skeptic doing the hunting with you. It keeps you grounded and honestly, I respect that. What we need most in these types of these investigations is discernment. And other than the clear comedy and chemistry Shane delivers with Ryan, that's his purpose in the show. He's the reality to the hopeful in ghost hunting.

I say this as a firm believer myself (like no shit Sol, you're a death witch and a spirit communicator), we need more skeptics and people to keep the situation grounded for MULTIPLE reasons. We get excited, our desires/biases lead to looking more into results that might not have much. It's when the non believer/skeptic had nothing where we can get excited. Ghost hunting still follows the rules of science and the non excited/non believers help us being the control and the ones to demand repetition.

Now, on regards of if I think Shane is a fucking demon? I honestly just wouldn’t be surprised if he was. Cause he does some bullshit I don’t think anyone else can get away with. Disrespecting Annabelle to her face and living? Something’s looking out for that tall motherfucker. I’m checking him with holy water if I ever get the chance.

8.5/10

Ghost Hunters

The most respectful ones I’ve seen. They treat the ghosts humanely, with dignity. And from what I’ve seen they get good results. They’re the only ones I’ve seen that have been at the sites for multiple days as well. They use what they learn from their prior day to expand and get better evidence with the spirits. It's very cool to see and honestly in a way, super professional of them that way...

Another thing I like about them is they debunk when they can, sometimes right on the spot. I respect people who do this, because like I said, no one takes this type of thing very seriously because so many people take every bump and creek as evidence and that gets…annoying and discrediting. So, I have mad respect for them.

8/10  

My Haunted House

Okay, Lifetime, what the hell are we doing? This is a hot mess. The most horrifying thing about the show is the shit acting. The stories are cool though. My spouse and I make fun of this show…a lot. Its just good for entertainment. Something to listen to in the background if you ran out of true crime podcasts.

Good shit. 4.5/10

[samthecookielord]

(Intro) - (Previous) - (Next)

Lukas: Reuben? Reuben, come here, boy! 

The pig’s expression seems to shift to… excitement? It runs towards you, squealing happily.

As it draws near, everyone jumps back. The pig has two heads, which is definitely more than Reuben had. Probably.

Lukas: Uh, maybe that’s not Reuben, actually!  Axel: If anything, it’s a two-ben. Get it? Olivia: I’d smack you for that pun if I wasn’t freaked out! Axel: Well it's what I do when I'm freaked out!

(next poll under cut)

Two-ben circles around you a little bit, then jumps and squeals. It’s clearly trying to communicate with you. Of course, none of you are quite as in tune with pigs as Jesse is, so it’s not an easy task. You eventually deduce that it intends on leading you down the most efficient path to Jesse. You follow it, and it eventually stops. You can then look at more memories on the wall before continuing.

[Game pulls from previous save again, some are choices that you didn’t actually make]

These memories are even less severe; minor slip ups, light snarking, forgetting something someone wanted them to do.

? Even the little things.

Some are blurry, and you note that you’ve never heard of those things even happening. Regardless, you continue to place torches along the walls. Radar seems nervous.

You continue through. The memories you see here really throw your whole team for a loop. You see Jesse be killed by zombies. You see them doomed to fall by mobs. You see them burnt to a crisp whilst trying to fight shulkers.

This definitely didn’t happen, right? You were there. You’d remember if Jesse died, so what are all these about?

? ADMIN remembered that.

For each memory you’re required to look at, you obtain an item. You receive a redstone torch, TNT, a gold sword, a feather, and an awkward potion.

You follow Twoben. It seems like you’re close. The room is empty again, and the air feels wrong. Now you’re all prepared for this. Your vision fades.

You find yourself in a dimly lit room, with walls of cold stone bricks and quartz. In front of you is a contraption, menacingly towering. In front of you is iron bars, blocking the way. In front of you is an iron block, – Radar. In front of you is Radar, head stuck inside the iron block, hands desperately clawing at his own iron prison.

Stop it stop it please stop – let him go!

Stop

Everything blurs.

The room is brighter.

Taller too.

But not much brighter.

The air is suffocating.

He’s suffocating.

Oh my god oh my god what did I just do!? Get him out of there, you idiot! Quick! Now! Get rid of the barrier! Break it! Delete it! Now! Just focus! How could I do this to him again!? Radar, just hang on! I’m sorry! Focus, you stupid brain! Just do whatever you did before but backwards or something! Why did you do this!? This is the worst way to die! Get him out!

Come on! You can do anything in the world! Just focus! Just focus!

Why isn’t this working!? Why can’t I control it!? He doesn’t deserve this! Not for a second! How could you do this!? He’s running out of time!

“Radar…”

You need to fix this, now!

You, Jesse, begin a desperate search. Tears constantly blur your vision. Your head is killing you, and your chest is tired, but you can’t give up. You can’t. You won’t. Not until you fix your mistakes, if anything can be fixed with him ever again. Your whole body should be aching now, but it’s distant, muted. Everything it would normally be longing for-- sleep, food, water, is barely even a suggestion. Of course. You’re not human anymore.

? ADMIN never forgot that.

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[asher-agere]

Hallo!! I hope you’re days been going good! I was wondering if you could do hc’s for cg Fyodor with a sleepy baby regressor Sigma? ≧(´▽｀)≦ - ⭐️

How considerate of you! (˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶) My days been pretty good! I feel very accomplished hehe. I hope the same to you! And I can absolutely do that ٩(^ᗜ^ )و ´-

Caregiver Fyodor + Sleepy Little Sigma

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ִֶָ࣪☾. I believe that Fyodor would be a very possessive caregiver, that’s his baby. And Sigma is a very clingy little! These two go together perfectly! Sleepy time means even more clingy of course, which pleases Fyodor greatly. Since Sigma is almost always sleepy… It’s just an endless loop of perfect!

ִֶָ࣪☾. I’ve previously stated that I think Sigma regresses from 2-4. HOWEVER, clingy baby Sigma is even younger! This is a baby we’re talking about after all! I’d say he regresses from like 1-3, not much younger but definitely more baby

ִֶָ࣪☾. I think that Sigma would be mostly non-verbal! He can babble but he gets self conscious that his deep voice isn’t very baby like (,,>﹏<,,) But Fyodor to the rescue! Fyodor will play his cello for the baby! The music drowns out the babbles so Sigma can still be a happy babbling baby, and even if he can hear himself a deep voice fits the cello’s tone better, so it sounds nice

ִֶָ࣪☾. Sigma is already a sleepy enough baby as is, and Fyodor doesn’t help with that! A caregivers headspace can be just as helpful as a regressors, sometimes Fyodor needs a break just as much as Sigma does! But Fyodor isn’t good at communicating that. You know what he is good at though? Manipulation! He’ll make some warm honey milk and offer to hold Sigma as he drinks it. It isn’t long before he has a yawning babbling baby! Sigma realizes what he’s doing but doesn’t mind hehe

ִֶָ࣪☾. To help ease Sigma into headspace a go to snack is milk and cookies! Fyodor isn’t much of a baker, so they’re usually store bought, but sometimes Sigma makes them! Fyodor will endlessly praise him for being so helpful and doing such a good job! The praise also helps with slipping into headspace hehe

ִֶָ࣪☾. All the stuffed animals ever! I think Sigma would be absolutely fascinated by stuffed animals, he’s never had any before, and they’re so soft and fluffy! Fyodor indulges this obsession and it isn’t long before their nap time cuddle piles are more stuffed animal than human. Sigma’s a happy baby though! It feels so warm and safe, plus being in his caregivers arms? It’s the best ever!

ִֶָ࣪☾. Sigma is a baby that needs something in his mouth. I don’t think he’d be too bad about sucking on his fingers? He’d recognize that’s yucky. But he’ll chew on a plushy or a sleeve if he has it. If he’s only wearing short sleeves and doesn’t have a plushy to chew on he’ll end up crying! Everything feels so wrong and he doesn’t understand it! But then Fyodor slips him a pacifier and everything feels nice again! Of course crying only wears him out even more, leaving behind sleepy baby once again

ִֶָ࣪☾. Sigma is very sensitive to textures! Luckily Fyodor only buys the best, so they wouldn’t have many issues. But if Sigma is wearing his work clothes he just feels so gross! Fyodor will take his hand and guide him to a dresser, gently changing him into comfortable clothes

ִֶָ࣪☾. Fyodor isn’t strong enough to pick Sigma up, which is super sad because the baby wants to be held! Plus moving his legs is just so hard… But Fyodor rewards him with all the hugs ever afterwards! So it’s worth it. He doesn’t want to hurt his caregiver of course, he’s a very understanding baby!

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I hope you enjoyed! I love writing sleepy clingy babies, they’re all just tiny little guys! They deserve all the cuddles ever. I hope everyone who reads this has a wonderful day!

[vanzuris]

i don't know if this may be a kinda weird idea but i thought about it last night and it's been eating me alive, follow me on this one:

kyman as cats au. yes.

(sorry if it’s poorly written, english isn’t my first language)

so, kyle is a slim orange cat who's been living with the marshes since two weeks after he was born. they found him on the side of the road during a family trip, dirty and tiny and loud, and randy was outnumbered; he had zero chances of convincing stan, shelly and sharon to not keep the goddamn cat. and as time passed he successfully gained everyone's heart. they loved him. even sparky (rest in peace) and specially stan who considers him his super best friend because kyle is a very chill and nice cat.

and it has been just him in his territory for a while.

so it's just natural that he can't help but stare in confusion when shelly comes back home with a fluffy, fat brown cat with big brown eyes and a red collar, alleging that she saw him around all by his own for a few days now and decided to take the poor thing to their home. stan, who just loves animals in general, finds him adorable and reaches out to pet him. that motherfucker immediately starts to purr, just to bite stan’s hand seconds later and then act like it was all in good fun. and he doesn’t quite know what is it, but there's something about him that kyle just... doesn't like.

whatever, it doesn’t matter because then it happens. while eric (as printed on his collar) rubs on stan’s legs, he notices kyle for the first time. he immediately starts to approach him, ears and tail up communicating his curiosity. the family just stands there, wanting to see how this will turn out. first they smell each other, and then proceed to make a kind of staring contest before eric raises his paw and hits kyle on the face.

“oooh, i would fight back if i were you, buddy” says randy.

but they still let eric stay after posting pictures of him on social media in case there’s someone out there looking for him. the week goes by with loud meowing from both cats, and it’s a bit annoying but funny, because it’s like they’re arguing in their own little language all the time. kyle tries his best to avoid him: staying in stan’s room for more time than he’s used to, resting on the tallest step of the cat tower, going out of the house to hang out more often with the neighbor’s cat, but he still gets involved in these “arguments” that sometimes even become physical and end up with shelly and stan having to separate them.

and it certainly doesn’t help that eric spends 50% of his time sleeping in shelly’s bed (his favorite human of the four, because she’s always petting him, treating him like he deserves (yeah, like a king) and even bought a nice plate to feed him) and the other 50% trying to start fights with kyle. seriously, what’s wrong with him?

okay. they hate each other, right? kyle must be angry because this cat came out of nowhere and invaded his territory and even dared to try to start fights with him. that’s what it looks like to the whole family.

so it’s just natural that stan has to rub his eyes five times to confirm he’s not insane and seeing things when one night he goes to the kitchen to get a glass of water and catches both cats curled up together, incredibly close, on the couch.

“i think kyle is gay”, stan shares his thoughts with the rest of the family three days later during dinner, after constantly catching the two cats getting along and being… clingy? when apparently they thought no one else could see them.

“sparky was gay, what’s the possibility of our cat being gay too?”

stan doesn’t know, but he’s sure he’s right. of course he had to be a fucking orange cat. no one believes him, though, because the cats continue to be gay in secret.

and it’s all fine until one day a blond guy in an orange parka shows up to their house, claiming that eric is his cat that ran away two months ago.

shelly and stan look at each other, knowing damn well that they both started to love that rude cat and don’t want to give him back. but it doesn’t matter, they eventually would have to.

eric greets kenny with a loud purr and even louder meows, happy to see him again. shelly asks kenny to please take his plate and newly bought toys with him so eric can remember her, and then they leave.

the whole week after that is a torture between shelly talking about how much he misses eric and kyle meowing at the door, waiting for the brown cat to come back.

and on a tuesday, stan wakes up to find the two cats curled up on the couch again. oh my god.

he calls kenny, who comes to pick eric up and stan explains how their cats are… lovers? apparently. kenny laughs, but believes in his word and promises to take eric to visit his cat-boyfriend sometimes.

it’s not necessary, though, because eric keeps coming back on his own, but eventually learns the way back home with kenny so that’s not a problem anymore.

the only option the marshes have now is to accept their cat’s sexuality and eric’s presence too, whenever he shows up.

whether they like it or not, he’s part of the family now.

[wildfloweronwheels]

Well. This is not the post I hoped I’d be writing tonight at all. I’m sure I will have more eloquent and involved thoughts in the coming days, but for now, just know like so many of you, I’m devastated by the decision it seems America has made today. A decision that will have echoes in every country across the world. Green lights for the worst of humanity to bulldoze on ahead and leave decency behind. We can talk about what that dystopian reality will look like when we know more details but for now, I think we can all agree even the tamest version of this situation is pretty fucking awful.

I’ve shed more than a few tears today for women and girls. People of colour. Palestinians. Trans people. The LGBTQIA+ community as a whole. My disabled brothers and sisters. Immigrants. Basically everyone who isn’t a white straight ablebodied cisgender hetereosexual man or boy. But to be honest, I’ve shed tears for them too. Because somehow we’ve gotten here. To this place. Where toxicity and hate have been collectively chosen and agreed upon in the privacy of the voting booth, even when every indicator painted a different picture. Again.

My stomach’s been churning with rage and grief and confusion and a bone-deep sense of dread. Not just at this result but also because I have a movie coming out tomorrow and now it feels wrong to celebrate that. It feels tone deaf or otherwise dismissive to be excited when so many are afraid and in mourning.

I keep telling myself he doesn’t get to steal my joy over finally being able to share Audrey with you, especially when the storm is half a world away. But as an empathetic person whose work and life has so far been committed to fighting for a better world in its many forms, it’s a hard feeling to shake.

I guess I’m hoping that even though Audrey is an absurd and pitch black comedy, that it can be there for anyone who might need an escape or a laugh in the coming days. Isn’t that why we make art?

I’m not sure what the next moves are or what we do about where we’ve landed. But I do know that as always - humanity, joy, connectedness and community are our tools of rebellion. Going to see a movie isn’t changing the world but finding light however small is defiant. And right now, no matter where we are, we need all the defiance we can get.

Maybe that starts with going to see a movie, I don’t know. I guess what I’m trying to say is, I refuse to let him steal the well-deserved moment for all of the people who poured their blood, sweat and tears into this film. We’re all extremely proud of it and we hope it means something to you too. The time and place for more nuanced conversation and action will come. Right now, we all need a minute to feel our feelings and escape in whatever ways keep us safe. If Audrey helped you do that I’d be honoured. And then whenever we’re ready, we take a breath and keep trying. Can we have a group hug now please?

[hawkogurl]

in the genuine way possible, Why do you like Raimi verse MJ?

Would like a description of your thoughts.

So I just woke up (I know it’s 6PM I work night shifts) so this might not be as well verbalized as it could be. (Update: I put this in drafts and am now adding to it at midnight but I have had a day so prior warnings apply)

But for me, she’s a nuanced and flawed female character who isn’t given the credit for that she deserves and I think she kicks ass as a result. I don’t need characters I like to be good people, I need them to be interesting. She’s interesting.

But in terms of what people normally hate her for, I don’t really tend to agree for a variety of reasons. The main thing people get on her about is cheating, which is very much true, but that feels unfair when Peter also cheats! And he doesn’t see nearly the same amount of shit thrown at him that MJ does! (Wonder why that is?) Hell, he hits her while he has the symbiote but I barely see people bring it up. But on the note of her cheating, I don’t mind it because we’re given a reason as to why she’s got such bad commitment issues that I find interesting. She grew up in an extremely unstable home with a seemingly chronically ill mother and a verbally and likely physically abusive father. She’s a dysfunctional person for sure, but we as a community are more than willing to read into and analyze far worse behaviors in Peter, Harry, hell, people outright ignore Norman being an abusive father. It’s bs to me that she’s not given the same treatment. Shes someone who grew up in an unstable environment. Shes used to that. Her entire life in her formative years was that. As a result, the way I see it, she either gets into relationships with people who tend to continue not treating her well (Flash and to a degree Harry.) and when she’s in more stable relationships that hurt her less, (like John) I theorize that the reason she does so much to put them in jeopardy is that her, stability with men in her life is always something that has ended inevitably, but abruptly and probably violently. Being the one to destroy a relationship her trauma screams at her will inevitably end with her being hurt again gives her a sense of control.

And on top of that, I find her emotional responses to Peter’s behavior while he dates her extremely human! Sure, she definitely makes mistakes in how she handles it, but I personally absolutely hate the degree to which people ignore Peter’s own mistreatment of her. I’m not gonna claim she did nothing wrong, but people in this fandom have a tendency to remove responsibility or the ability to have done something wrong from Peter. At that point in the movies, Peter has everything going for him. His life is finally going well and as a result of his own inflated ego and the fact the world has revolved around him he sort of seems to forget that she has her own life and her own problems that she wants to be heard and understood and supported through. His ability to do that is one of the things that drew her to him in the first movie and she’s watching him as it becomes apparent he doesn’t really have that anymore. Everything in his life revolves around him and has for years, so when her life problems get brought up and he makes them about himself and remains somewhat unempathetic and so absorbed in his own joy he doesn’t notice how poorly she’s doing, I find it personally hard to deny that’s exactly how I would feel in that situation. I hate that people refuse to empathize with her, or when they do on a surface level they still refuse to acknowledge any blame Peter has there. Hell, I find it hard to deny that I’m irritated that it’s basically overlooked that Peter kissed another woman in front of her face but people will rip her to shreds for kissing another man one time. I’m not gonna say she didn’t fuck up, but I find the way she’s treated unfair and I frankly think the opinion wouldn’t skew the same if she was a man for both of these topics.

I also just like that she’s a person? She has emotions that feel real, she has a life and a career outside her relationship with Peter, she has compelling trauma that informs her decisions. I frankly find her to be a more nuanced and interesting character than MCU MJ or TASM Gwen simply because she feels more well rounded and flawed. They’re better and more likeable love interests, but I frankly think she’s a better character. Everything that people praise in them as something that makes them Better Than Raimi MJ either feels like rather shallow traits or things that feel somewhat misogynistic towards Raimi MJ, a character who they claim they don’t like due to misogynistic writing. No hate to those to ladies, I see the appeal to them and I think people should like them, but Raimi Mj has more depth to me.

In conclusion: To like a character I don’t need them to be a good person I need them to be interesting. Shes interesting. Also everyone in this trilogy, including Peter, is at least somewhat a bad person. So I don’t know why she specifically is being treated with so much less grace other than the obvious reason.

[urialnathanonwright]

Donald Trump’s Callous Disregard for Compassion

Donald Trump has once again revealed the depths of his disdain for basic human decency, dismissing a heartfelt plea from Bishop Mariann Edgar Budde for Christian mercy with five chilling words: "They can do much better."

Let’s be clear—this isn’t just about a thoughtless comment. It’s about the profound moral void at the heart of Trump’s character. Bishop Budde, a spiritual leader rooted in the values of compassion and love, appealed to the president to extend mercy to immigrants and the LGBTQ+ community—two groups that have borne the brunt of his administration’s cruelty. And Trump’s response? To trivialize her words, mock the occasion, and flippantly dismiss the call for kindness as “not too exciting.”

This is not leadership. This is cowardice cloaked in arrogance. Trump didn’t just fail to answer her call for mercy—he mocked the very essence of what it means to be a compassionate leader. His response betrays a fundamental misunderstanding—or worse, a willful rejection—of the values that underpin not only Christianity but basic humanity.

To dismiss a bishop’s plea for mercy while standing at a National Prayer Service is an act of stunning hypocrisy. This is the same man who clings to a Bible as a prop but refuses to open his heart to its teachings. Mercy, love, and humility are alien concepts to Trump, and his callous disregard for them is nothing less than an insult to people of faith and conscience everywhere.

But let’s not stop there, because this moment encapsulates Trump’s entire presidency: a relentless pursuit of division, a pathological need for self-aggrandizement, and a refusal to embrace anything that doesn’t center his ego. When given the opportunity to uplift, he chooses to tear down. When invited to lead with empathy, he opts for derision.

Bishop Budde’s plea for mercy wasn’t just a critique—it was an invitation. An invitation to rise above the pettiness, the cruelty, and the self-serving rhetoric that define Trump’s political ethos. And true to form, Trump not only declined the invitation, he sneered at it, mocking the solemnity of the moment and proving, yet again, that he is fundamentally incapable of rising to the occasion.

Donald Trump has spent years weaponizing fear and exploiting division. His dismissive, cruel response to Bishop Budde is yet another reminder that he has no interest in healing the wounds he has inflicted on this nation. It’s time for Americans—of all faiths, or no faith—to reject this kind of leadership and demand something better: a leader who doesn’t just pretend to hold a Bible but who lives by the values within it.

Bishop Budde was right to call for mercy. Trump was wrong to mock her. And the American people deserve a president who knows the difference.

[mental-about-you-too]

There are a lot of layers to The Kiss, but one is the connection to Crowley’s simplistic conception of what it means for humans to be In Love. He says, when scheming about getting Nina and Maggie together: “one fabulous kiss and we’re good” and “vavoom, sorted”. He’s imagining a romantic movie where a kiss is the be-all-end-all, the solution to all conflict, a magical mode of communication wherein two people automatically understand each other from now on, and a definitive signifier that Love has Happened.

This is how he imagines human love. I think he’s always considered his relationship with Aziraphale much more complex and precious than anything a couple of humans could do, what with their longevity disadvantage and limited understanding of the universe. I think he started falling for Aziraphale at “I gave it away!”, and never stopped; nor did he ever really try to resist that pull. I think he has recognized his feelings for Aziraphale for a long time, even if he hasn’t always acknowledged them outright—largely because he knew Aziraphale had some serious fear-based hang ups and would have been uncomfortable, and because their relationship has always been forbidden and dangerous to them both.

So then we come to that scene where Nina tells him “it certainly looks like that”. I don’t think the part of this interaction that rocks Crowley’s world is a sudden realization of his feelings—he knows he’s got feelings, to a degree that they sometimes get him into trouble—it’s the idea that those feelings could be translated into human terms. It’s that final remark: “other people’s love lives always seem so much more straightforward than our own”. He considers his situation so much more complicated than a human relationship, and in that moment he thinks…what if it isn’t. What if I’ve been rescuing him when he doesn’t strictly need it just for an excuse to be near him, indulging his pretenses of plausible deniability, getting all tangled up worrying about what heaven and hell will think, (and even now continuing to live in my damn car in the hope that he might invite me to move in in his own time), and it could all just be…vavoom, sorted? Could it be that simple?

Now fast-forward to That Scene. Aziraphale thinks he has just told Crowley: “I can restore you to the status you deserve, and now everyone will recognize the goodness I’ve always seen in you.” But Crowley’s just heard, “we can be together, as long as you change into someone else.”

I could write a whole essay on everything that might have been said to make this conversation go differently (and on all the character insight revealed by the way it does go--as many people have already done), but at this point Crowley is absolutely hemorrhaging emotion, and he tries, but he’s failing to reason with Aziraphale or explain why this hurts so much, and he invokes the example of Gabriel and Beelzebub, and it doesn’t work, and they’re talking at cross purposes, and Aziraphale still doesn’t get it, and things are spiraling out of control, and Crowley thinks, desperately: maybe the human way will work.

The timing is completely wrong. The approach is completely wrong. He kisses Aziraphale, and it’s not romantic at all; it’s full of anger and hurt and desperate, desperate hope that this might somehow fix everything, like "in a Richard Curtis film". And Crowley can feel it not working, can feel Aziraphale tense and confused, and they’re not falling into each other’s arms in sudden understanding, but he keeps his grip, holds on tight, trying to insist that this should fix it. He gambled on a human fantasy as a panacea, and he hangs on so long because he knows he’s losing the bet.

I first saw the kiss scene before watching S2 (after the season had been out for several days though; I didn't know about the leak) (I deliberately went looking for spoilers to make sure it was gay enough before I committed—I was a Sherlock fan; don’t @ me), and my initial reaction was: how could Crowley be so cruel. To squander something so precious as their first kiss, and use it to convey hurt rather than love. To know Aziraphale is struggling with a choice, and to try to use how they feel about each other against him. But after watching the show properly, I no longer think it was manipulative (though Aziraphale may have taken it that way)— just misguided. Just inept, and desperate, and so, so ill-advised.

[dihalect]

thoughts on severance up through episode 8 (the penultimate episode of season 1). i’m counting my eggs before they hatch, but whatever. i have words

i don’t like the overtime contingency. it feels like a cop-out. i would have been much more satisfied if the crew had come up with their own way to communicate with their outies, instead of stumbling upon an existing tool. (and this tool exists only because the writers wanted to use this easy out — it has no other use in the story so far. dylan took the card because the writers needed him to learn about the overtime contingency.)

also: on the one hand, setting up an exception to severance this late in the game feels cheap. (that includes the other “modes” we see on the security room monitor, like “beehive” and “lullaby”.) on the other hand, the name of the game is secrecy; we don’t know very much about severance in the first place. so one could argue that gradually revealing more about severance isn’t much worse than gradually revealing more about lumon in general.

ms cobel being fired and immediately turning anti-lumon also feels like a cop-out. she had devoted her whole life to the kier/lumon cult. i find it hard to believe that such a hardcore cult member would immediately disavow their beliefs after being ejected… but i’m no expert.

(a possibility: she had some specific goal there — perhaps related to the hospital bracelet and ventilator tube in her shrine — and being fired destroyed any hope of her achieving that goal. which would explain the sudden turn. but it wouldn’t explain her worshipping at the shrine earlier.)

i’ve brought these two gripes up because it’ll be hard for the show to rectify them imo. i’ve thought of many “what if”s and semi-theories that might rationalize these choices, but none if them feel satisfying. i hope i’m wrong, though; the rest of the writing on this show has been fantastic, and i want to be satisfied in the end.

also. not sure how i feel about gemma being ms casey. but i think that this twist has the potential to be explained satisfyingly. and whatever explanation they give will probably include more lore about severance itself. (and i do want her to regain some consciousness :( )

side side note: reddit had to tell my faceblind ass that gemma was ms casey lmao.

on the overtime contingency breakout plan: helly and mark are both around people, obviously. (oy, that’s gonna be hard to watch.) but irving doesn’t have any other human around; unless someone else walks in, he’ll only be able to write things to his outie. whatever he writes has gotta include burt g, right? their relationship-ish was the catalyst that turned irv against lumon. i’m saying that because, god, i want a (reintegrated? outie?) irv to find burt again. they deserve each other 🎨👨‍❤️‍👨🤝🖼️💞

on all of these: we shall see. i hope.

[jalshristovski]

what's your opinion about the Nordics?

Omg a real life ask!!! In real life!!!

I would like to preface by saying the Nordics are some of my favourite characters in the whole series, I love them dearly

But let’s start with my favourite two characters in the entire show

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Sweden:

He is my favourite and my all time comfort character. He’s so dad-coded, and I love him for it. I love how awkward he is, and the gentle giant vibes fit him so well

Also the fact he is our canon gay rep, it fits him so well but mayhaps Himaruya looked at some Finnish memes about Sweden lol

I love how soft he is, and how he’s such a real character. For someone who doesn’t show up as much as some other characters do, he has so much depth to his personality. He’s deeply caring about his neighbours, especially Finland and Iceland, but he’s also considerate of everyone else (even if he’s not entirely sure HOW to do it). His communication issues sometimes hold him back from working at his full potential but I think that makes him more human. Even with those issues he still has close friends and companions, which I think he more than deserves

As scary as he is, he is so kind and considerate of everyone, even if it doesn’t come across as such, and I think he is just so wonderful for that. Ok, maybe not to Denmark but I think that is justified

He is in no way perfect, but he does his best for everyone and is constantly willing to inconvenience himself for others (especially Finland)

Iceland:

Also my favourite character and comfort character, I always interpret him a little more chaos gen z than is maybe canon but I still think it fits with his actual personality

As emo as he is, you can tell he really cares what other people think of him and I think his need to feel like an equal tracks pretty well with how teens are. Especially I think the inferiority complex fits not only with his physical age but his actual age too, because he ISN’T a young country. He’s older than much of modern Europe, but with how disconnected, physically younger, and perhaps more culturally/political irrelevant he is, he feels like he maybe will never be seen as an equal unless he argues for it

Tying him back to Sweden as well though, I like the bond they share with Sweden treating him as an equal but also trying to teach him it’s ok to not be so serious all the time (like with the ‘what’s wrong with big brother?’ bit) (also ironic coming from Sve who is perceived as super super serious. Though we know he’s just a silly goofy guy)

I also like seeing his soft side, like when he told Romano “deep down you don’t mind it so much” in regards to being teased by others, showing maybe it does bother him a bit to be teased but he knows it’s just good fun, not serious

I think Iceland really just gets teased too much by the other Nordics (mostly Norway tbh). Enough that it’s bothersome and maybe it’s starting to not FEEL like a joke, but he knows it is. Deep inside he knows they see him as an equal, and I think that really gives him personality when it shows in moments like with Romano, but also like the Nordic meeting where they joked about the drinking age

I think he’s a good interpretation of a teen/young adult just doing his best, but also someone who is very accomplished but doesn’t get much credit for what he’s done

Denmark:

Another very deep character, I think a lot deeper than most people give him credit for

He’s of course somewhat of a comic relief, the sunshine character, golden retriever-type character but he also has his moments where he shines and truly shows his character. He jokes a lot but he’s a very worried older brother of the Nordics who seems to almost worry over them like a parent would. But also I think he doesn’t realise how much the other Nordics appreciate him

Like the scene he found out Norway was living in deep poverty without complaint because he saw how hard Denmark was working, and Denmark started sobbing because of how much it meant to him, presumably the emotions behind getting noticed for what he does

Also having been to Denmark I think he’s pretty in-character. Danes are super super friendly and I think a lot more open than they give themselves credit for. Genuinely the nicest people I have ever met, probably. So I see where he gets it. Denmark and the Danish people aren’t perfect but they’re certainly welcoming, hardworking, and overall very friendly, which definitely reflects in him

Norway:

I think the levels of ‘I’m so done’ this man radiates all the time is very great and tbh maybe a reflection of how Norwegians feel about the other Nordic countries (more specifically the other Scandinavian countries)

Though on the same note, he’s definitely a lot nicer than he too is given credit for. When it really counts he speaks his mind, and I think he is very considerate of the other Nordic countries regardless of maybe some grievances

I the a lot of the time he just follows along with what the other Nordics do without much input (aside from a few maybe mean jokes) which maybe is a reflection of him basically getting pushed around between Sweden and Denmark for a very long time. I think he’s not much afraid to share his opinion or make comments but habitually he follows the others anyway

Regardless though I like how sometimes goofy he is. His mean sense of humour I think is relatable to a lot of people, including myself. It really does give the dynamic with Iceland of older/younger sibling, with bully older sibling and perpetually annoyed younger sibling. I think their personalities mesh perfectly into those roles

Finland:

As a Sweden stan I absolutely love Finland too. I love how he interacts differently yet so same to everyone, yet he is always kind. Even if he’s feeling awkward or annoyed he never gives the impression of being mean or rude. I think he fits so well in a group of characters who genuinely might usually just bully the fuck out of each other

I love that he isn’t super out of place regardless of his differences especially with his language, and while he might make some comments about it, ultimately he is one of the Nordic 5. It’s never the Nordics and Finland, they are the Nordic 5

Also it’s a little goofy but good goofy that he’s this sweet guy, he’s an angel, always sunshine and flowers in regards to his energy but when he gets to choose names and designs it’s always so dark and dreadful as an homage to perpetual Finnish misery with aura and demeanour (and being the largest producers of heavy metal in the world). He found a way to combine them being the happiest country in the world, but also (affectionately) hardasses

I also like how he interacts with the non-Nordics, and how they interact with him. Like him and Germany being on friendly terms, even if it’s not a whole lot of interaction, it’s enough you can see he’s friendly with everyone (except Russia), not just his neighbours. Conversation about Germany’s lunch, friendly (or maybe not so friendly) banter about America with England and France (although they kinda clowned him, he was very nice to them). Justice for Finland and the butter churn ✊😔

I think it’s also a great that he’s not afraid to be a little silly goofy, he’s kinda like a Gen X midwestern mom in that aspect and genuinely I am obsessed

EXTRAS!!!!

Sealand:

I LOVE!! THIS BOY!!

It is genuinely so random that he is atp one of the Nordics, but I wouldn’t have it any other way. It makes my soul happy to know that while most people find Sweden scary, Sealand just sees him as his goofy pappa that he is NOT afraid of 🫵

I think his relationship with the other Nordics isn’t touched on as much as it is with Sweden and Finland (mostly Sweden) but I still think it’s sweet he’s shown as part of the family regardless. Also knowing Sweden made the little curl when he was cosplaying as Canada is so silly, Sweden going along with his child’s shenanigans is what I thrive on

I love how friendly and open Sealand is, but how like a light switch he can go to calling someone a jerk and bragging about himself. Even to people who are mean to him though, he is kind. Yet sometimes to people who aren’t England he just flips the brat switch and I think that’s so good for a kid his age

I think the thing most compelling about his character is that he IS a kid. He acts like a child. People sometimes have said he’s annoying but he’s ??? 12??? We were all weird as 12 year olds. If he was totally mature it would be strange

Ladonia:

Random fun fact, I have Ladonian citizenship lol. It has no legal binding but I technically qualify as a citizen of the internet country and have been since 2020 🤌 anyway

Onto his character. I think he’s a very interesting take on Ladonia as a place. I don’t know what personality I’d give to Ladonia personally but I think the choice for him was super creative and silly, and I love him

As far as I remember he doesn’t have a canon age but I’m pretty sure he is younger than Sealand, so he’s still very much a young child and acts as such. A kid who loves Pokémon and practices how he introduces himself to people, still believes in Santa, and also reminiscent of a kid who tries (and fails) to grow up too fast

I think in the recent chapters he’s been shown to be a lot more mature and kind (ofc he was a little mean previously) to the others which could either just be a change in personality, or just character development from him. And I like it, because if it is character development for him, I think it just goes to show that he’s grown fond of the other micronations over time

One last thing I will mention is the scripts. I think it’s so silly, and I love how obvious the scripts are yet Ladonia doesn’t seem to notice or mind them because Sweden pays attention to him and those scripts usually give power to Ladonia, like genuinely just the monotone screams and the ‘I lost my meatballs’ line showing Ladonia may have bested him (when we know he genuinely would not have) but Sweden still tries to give him that power in a silly way

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Anyway that’s all I have, thank you for listening and if you read this far, THANK YOU!!! I apologise for the length, I really love the Nordics so much, they’re my favourite characters and I am so fond of them and their characters

I’ve given them much fanon personality as well but I tried to keep this mostly relevant to canon so anyway, thank you 💪

[lifeneedsrot]

🪱hewwo uwu!!!! I’m Taaaaaazzy, Tazelein, contender for #1 worst person ever! I love being horrible and hated. Temporary intro post to make our blog less blank

Alter in a system and the biggest source of shame and self-loathing for the system, very toxic and terrible! I’m the evil one <3

Me n a few others will use this account, ssssooooo I’ll give you the run-down of who will probably be here! We use silly emojis to represent who’s talking elsewhere but I’m the only one writing this post. Made this account for us filthy nasty horrible rotten disgusting evil alters that the host likes to pretend don’t exist!

“🪱” me! Tazzy wazzy. Any pronouns work, the other alters refer to me as “he” for simplicity but I exist beyond pronouns. I’m the filthiest, rotten, worst thing ever! You cannot hurt me in any way that matters. Advocate for my right to wrong anyone

“🕸️” Webby-do-darling-sweetie-baby. Webbarachne or Webber is what they go by. “Websie” is a no-no nickname that gives them horrible flashbacks! They use any pronouns, with a preference for “it”. They are my offspring that was produced with Aranya! Also cannibalized us both, but, we’re back now <3. Websie likes bondage quite a bit and fantasizes about kidnapping people and tying them up in an attic to keep forever. Little babypie got us cancelled big time for abusing our ex

“♣️” Aranyarachne. My ex-wife! We were never actually married. She goes by she/it. Disgusting spider thing, big titty goth milf arachne spider centaur thing. She’s a dommy mommy who loves oviposition and laying her eggs in you until they hatch and cannibalize your body!

“🐜” Suzie. She’s a human girl that Aranya kept as a pet. Weak little thing. Pathetic wet thing. Doesn’t really understand pronouns, we just call her “she” for convenience

“🏛️” what name are they going by again? Oh right! Lambsilk. Cult enthusiast! Wants to start a new religion. Definitely not related to their fascination with cults! They’re definitely not interested in starting a cult. Idk their pronouns, simplyplural says they/them

“❣️” Redmageddon or red! Suuuuper obsessive. Wrote love letters with the body’s blood <3 (how cute!)… used to be some sort of weird begging to get our ex to torture us or something, now adores our only friend who stuck around after we got cancelled for being an abuser! It/its pronouns preferred, they/them accepted begrudgingly

“🎊” my niece! Puerejynx, goes by Jynx. Hates me. Wanted vengeance on someone for ruining her life, and then she unfortunately realized that she ruined her own life and doesn’t want vengeance anymore! Still loves horrible things. A spoiled rotten brat, thinks she deserves everything in the world, god complex, all the best things <3… pronouns fluctuate, she is always acceptable

“���” my nephew, Solynx. He/they. Cursed by his daddy (my cutesy baby brother) to be unable to use language to communicate, but he gets around it. Very boring and normal and vanilla and uninteresting. Once referred to as “the only sensible person in the system” which translates to “literally the most boring person in the system”

“🎆” the bitch with anger issues. Starbound. A lazer-shooting dragon. Also an angel, but who gives a shit? We call her she/her for simplicity

“🦤” Sethil, fey/fem/feir. A victim of absolutely horrible, atrocious abuse! Isn’t that cute? Probably won’t front, I’m just including fem because fey’d be disgusted to be on this list!

“🚀” Rocket, he/him. Hates everyone, thinks we’d be better off alone. Looks like Rocket from GOTG, only vaguely similar in identity, doesn’t consider his source to be “him”

“💋” Amour. Any pronouns, usually she/her, only refer to her with the utmost disrespect and fetishization. A whore.

“🦊” Ren Hana, he/him. Introject or whatchumacallit from BTD/TPOF. Considers his source to be “him”

“🍂” Lawrence, he/they. Introject or whatchumacallit from BTD. Idk what his relationship to source is and idc

“🩸” Yuri, she/her. Introject or whatchumacallit from DDLC. Considers her source similar to her and enjoys the story, but not actually her

There’s more of us but they don’t want to be associated with me in any capacity <3!!!! Which I don’t really care about and I’d love to humiliate them and doxx ourselves and get cancelled and then murdered, but unforch I’ll be kicked out of front if I try 💔

Anyway, all you need to know about us is that we were cancelled for abusing our ex! We absolutely did everything they said we did <3. It was super accidental though and we didn’t mean it 🥺

I don’t give a shit about human politics. You all deserve to be tortured forever without the mercy of death. I only support people’s wrongs, not their rights <3

[healinghoneybee]

I dreamed you played your music and dressed up and lived your life. I dreamed I saw my old Roomate Oscar get defensive when he brought a gun somewhere he shouldn’t. I was with Sara. I said stay away from people who don’t feel sorry and can’t admit they made a mistake. It seemed obvious to everyone else when I said it… then why did I stay and fight for so long? Why did I try so hard to reflect for you and convince you? I easily accepted Oscar could not be helped, he had to learn to apologize on his own. So why did I try so hard to help you, so hard I hurt myself? I guess that is what happens when we love a person so much but our love is misplaced. We hurt ourselves trying to keep it when we don’t see the truth of who that person really is, their flaws too, the person hurting you now. we hurt the person we loved trying to help them because we try to show them truths that are painful when they’re not ready to be faced. It hurt me deeply that in hindsight what you’ve learned if you were to date a SA survivor is “I would’ve avoided the whole situation”. It hurts deeply that you regret dating me and would avoid it if you could. Yes you hurt me so I hurt you back with the truth of how you made me feel. But isn’t the truth worth something? Can’t you value the lesson that your actions impact other people? Even though this pain triggered deep pain and I suffered deeply, I would not say I feel I “wasted my time”. Yes I may have said that at the beginning, who wouldn’t when they’re on fire? we can always revise, feelings about the situation will change with time. That is what post-traumatic growth is, it sucks for a while because it’s traumatic but over time pain will teach us something. Don’t regret and avoid pain. I am not perfect, I’ve blamed you for causing me pain rather than accepting this growth present. This shit wrapped gift that doesn’t feel like a gift right now. It feels like just another harm I have to heal from and I’m angry because I love myself and there is a gap between what I’m getting and what I deserve. But look at all I’ve learned. Look at me tending to my deepest wounds and nurturing myself. This will only benefit me in time the deep connection and self love I am showing myself. I’m not here to avoid pain. I loved and I’m angry because I deserve better and trauma has honestly stolen my life force and taken years of my life and my sexuality and so much from me. Rape is a stealing and it is wrong and no one should experience it. I thought I could not handle more pain. But I have to believe with support I can heal and expand my capacity to be with painful emotions. The human spirit is incredible.

I fought with you because I wanted to know you were on my side.. but I guess I wasn’t exactly on yours either and I think that I forgive you because you hurt me because you loved but didn’t quite know how to respect and love me. Sometimes love is not acting on it, it is recognizing you have the power to hurt someone and doing everything in your power not to, which may be leaving them be to heal their trust with others who have learned what they need to be ready to earn trust. it may mean to thrive in community with others who understand. It’s okay you didn’t know to do that. The universe has other plans. Even though the universe keeps giving me pain and I’m confused why it thinks I can handle fucked up trauma, I have to believe I haven’t done anything wrong. I have to believe something better is coming. I cannot let the rape steal my hope and faith in my future. I deserve to have a softness and kindness and safety in my future, even if I have to learn to cultivate it deeply within myself.

[borzoilover69]

If Dirk could just drop the Rick Sanchez kinnie bullshit in his life maybe he would have it easier, because he’s not doing anyone any favours. Berating himself while believing he’s also supposed to be higher than all his friends isn’t a real kind of balance, two negatives isn’t a positive. 

For the longest time Dirk was stuck by himself in a ridiculously small pond, and sometimes he thought he was the dragon guarding the tower, a beast to be slain, and sometimes he was the prince who needed saving to fulfill a prohecy. Simply put, Dirk saw Jake as a knight he wanted to build up and rescue him. A hero that could match him. But that’s now how Jake works, being so passive. It didn’t stop Dirk from hoping. 

Dirk was trying to be the writer playing puppetry behind the strings to get the perfect honeymoon, with Jake as his own character, and that’s where he went wrong. I consider the idea that he idolised Jake, because 16 years by himself, alone and with barely anyone to talk to? That does shit to your psyche. 

Perhaps he considered what they’d do together. About finally being rescued. Jake talking to him of fighting and exploring and Dirk thought to himself “He could save me if I helped him do that.”

He thought he was being the prince sending the SOS, in a way he was. But it was hidden behind masks, splinters, what have you not.

Did Jake sort of set himself up for it? Maybe. His gogetter attitude, regales of being fond of fisticuffs, his gentlemanly ways, it made him in a great target to idolise and project onto. Did he deserve it? Course not. He wasn’t ready to be idolised in that way. Dirk didn’t mean any harm, he just has a screwed up idea of what helping someone is and he doesn’t THINK about how his intense actions can affect others.

See, because Dirk and Roxy are born in the future completely isolated from physical human actions, they took to idolising a past they could never have, and thus coped with rather intense personas. Dirk is self aware, but not in the way he’s willing to change his behaviour, but moreso accepting that he “sucks” and doing little to nothing to fix being a little loser.

The alpha kids in general are incredibly interesting because their aspects revolve around the *lack* of their aspect in some way, whether it be destroying, giving it away, or straight out lacking it in the first place.

I forgot where I was giong here. But Dirkjake is great because it’s not designed to work out perfectly, it’s a process of learning to love yourself and accept other things while acknowledging what you can reasonably change and control without giving it all up, without becoming too possessive. Of learning to love yourself and dropping things that hold you back and being the best person because you see the potential in the other person, you know how they tick. 

Like holy hell, it does have problems with idolisation and communication and Dirk and Jake being Dirk and Jake, ie not being as cool as they present to their friends and actually bieng human, but that’s what I really like about it. It’s real. Nobody irl is destined to be together, you make it work, you have flaws and downfalls and stuff and at the end of the day. You just. Well they’re just fellows.

[cakerybakery]

Still have a headache but the path for this is a lot clearer.

Adam was hurt by Lilith’s choice to leave him and the garden. He was upset and angry, afraid of being alone and abandoned again. The angels never helped him. Just assumed he’d get over it if they gave him a new wife.

Eve was created from Adam, with all those unresolved fears and feelings in her. She doesn’t know where they come from or what they are. She was created broken.

The fruit of knowledge held the promise of fixing her. If she knew why she hurt then maybe she could fix herself?

All the fruit told her was what the pain was called, it couldn’t tell her why it was there. All she knew was it hurt when people left and one day, Adam would leave and it would hurt but it wouldn’t hurt so bad if she pushed him away, if she drove him away, then she wasn’t being abandoned.

Every child they had was going to be as hurt as she was if she didn’t get rid of him sooner. The more they loved him, the worse it would hurt.

But Adam refuses to go, he refuses to be left or to leave. He won’t be alone. Adam digs in as she tells her lies. It doesn’t matter that nearly all the children are clearly his, they’re Lucifer’s. Lucifer doesn’t deserve them, they’re going to be his no matter what. It doesn’t make him a good father. He’s doing this for selfish reasons, to keep from hurting, he’s clinging like a rabid dogs to a bone.

They’re both broken and hurt and trying to keep themselves from being hurt with two opposite reactions to the same pain. Neither of them of irredeemably bad people, they’re injured and backed into a corner.

They live their lives with a bitter pain they can’t fix and they burden humanity with.

When Adam finds out about Charlie, he doesn’t care about her or her needs. He doesn’t care if Lucifer and Charlie have a strained relationship due to crappy communication. In his mind, Lucifer doesn’t deserve to have a child and Adam is going to take her.

Adam is projecting a lot of his resentment over being left onto Lucifer. It doesn’t matter that Lucifer didn’t do anything wrong to him. He’s still hurt and still lashing out. He wants to hurt Lucifer like he was hurt. He wants to take Charlie away.

But Charlie is a a full grown adult. She already has daddy issues and doesn’t need Adam giving her more.

Adam is a rabid dog with a bone though. He digs in the more she rejects him. Getting to the point where she had to outright tell him to stop, she already had a dad and he’s not the best but she loves him and she doesn’t want Adam.

Which gives Adam an idea that if he can’t be her father figure, he can legally be her father if he marries Lucifer. Love doesn’t matter in marriage. He and Eve only ever hate fucked.

Lucifer is not interested, but that doesn’t stop Adam from trying. Dog with a bone. Lucifer isn’t interested in Adam’s propositions of topping him? Adam’s willing to bottom if it gets him what he wants.

It’ll only be after Adam melts down because nothing is working that Lucifer finds out how screwed up Adam is. That as he suspected, Adam is not genuine. That’s he still working with the same broken script he’s had his whole life. When faced with rejection, he latches on harder, desperately to avoid being alone again.

There’s not much that Lucifer can do besides be there for Adam as he works out how to work through his issues and to let things go. That he and Eve were both hurt and kept hurting each other.

There is no quick fix. There is no bad guy. Just, hurt people doing their best to cope in unhealthy ways because they don’t know better.

Sometimes we’re not given the tools to deal with a problem, with a feeling, and we can hurt others unwittingly. Especially if the hurt we have is left to fester.

Adam wasn’t a good dad in this. He’s not going to help anyone. He wasn’t going to teach them or be apart of their lives out of love. It was purely his own issues. That also doesn’t make him a villain. Eve isn’t a villain. There’s no evil. It’s just, hurt people hurt people.

The part I found funny was the over the top way they behaved as a vehicle for the underlining theme.

This might be the headache talking cause it’s hard to have very words stuff. Like in order. So I don’t know how point a got to b.

But like Eve telling Adam she going to fuck Lucifer and have his kids not Adam’s and Adam being like, “well I’ll father the crap out of those kids!” Cause she’s trying to get rid of him but he’s stubborn and being like Fuck you I’ll stick around even harder. Niether being able to back down from a stupid fight.

Eve every time she’s pregnant being like, cheated on you again, bitch! Going to fuck off now, aashole?! And Adam of course being like, Imma going teach this one how to carve, whore! They’re going fucking love me.

Thousands of year later Adam shows up at the meeting with Charlie like, “I’m your new dad! I’ll fucking teach you how to ride a bike.”

Charlie and Lucifer just being like, the fuck is going on? Cause all those kids were Adam’s. But Adam’s committed to fathering the fuck out of “Lucifer’s kids” that when Charlie resisits Adam decides he’s going to get Lucifer to marry him. Cause he he can’t back down.

I dunno man. I just, the part of my brain that doesn’t feel like there’s a needle running through it thinks it’s funny