#would marina love her if she was a worm...

[degenerateworm]

Hiii, worm. I'd looove to know your thoughts on Samarie.

Your Highness! It's good to see you, and even better to work for you!

Samarie is an obvious choice for a yandere, but I feel like her character is a lot more nuanced than just 'the yandere'.

First of all, she's lucid about her actions, on how others might think that she is crazy, yet she still continues to justify them, arguing against the more rational side of herself that all she is doing is for her obsession.

She is very secretive, stalking and following her obsession with a scary amount of skill. She chooses to be in the background most of the time, which is tragic when you see how awfully she views herself. Low self esteem causes us to shut ourselves away, and this reflects in how Samarie may think her obsession views her.

Samarie also has had an incredibly hard childhood, growing up in the ninth circle of the Vatican which was so cruel that it was rumoured to not even exist. This makes her incredibly troubled, her mind constantly at war, and paired with her skill in magic..?

A dangerous yandere indeed. But not at all to her obsession..!

Samarie has been seen to do almost anything to make her obsession happy and safe, literally travelling to Prehevil solely to protect and help Marina on her journey.

Something very selfless... If she could put it towards something more healthy she would be a wonderful friend or partner..!

She is also incredibly passionate, most yanderes are, but to have someone who ends every conversation with "Love you" is something that would make my little worm heart beat so fast!

Overall, Samarie would be a loyal, passionate yet reclusive yandere, but someone dangerous to her obsession's enemies, or to those that make her jealous...

Thank you for your request, I'd love to write more for her in situations/fics!

[thesternest]

tag meme: my top 9 characters

i was tagged by @regallibellbright so with no particular order lets get into it

I have decided to not put any characters of my own here because then this list would be filled with my characters and nothing else

also only one per series since i want this to be an overall representation of my favorite characters

1.Phosphophyllite/Phos (land of the lustrous)

Phos is by far one of my favorite characters due to how they change throughout the series

also watching them suffer is what got me my permanent angst craving

phos is one of those characters that unfortunately due to being by far the most popular character in the series the fandom tends to dislike every other character in the series (particularly in this case since a lot of the other characters have mistreated phos in some way) which i think is a disservice to those characters

but phos is still my favorite

2.Blake Thorburn (Pact: Devils and Details) (no art for him because im too lazy to ask for permission to put him here and i dont want to put a piece of art on my post without permission)

ill be honest it was hard to pick if Taylor or Blake were going to be put here, since i didnt want to put two wildbow protagonists here, and while Worm was much more enjoyable for me to read i think Pact was a much more memorable story for me,

Since like blake struggled through the horrors, i struggled against decaying attention span

In general i gravitate toward fantasy stories more than superhero stories

3. Eve and aoi (birdie wing golf girls story)

hey remember a second ago when i was debating over which wildbow protagonist to put here because i didnt want to put both

Yeah fuck that these two are a pair because i love them both and refuse to seperate them

These two are genuinely one of my favorite protagonist duo's ever

like they are so funny with their insane antics and golf

4. Yuki Takamiya (thirteen sentinels aegis rim)

this one proved to be really hard to decide between Yuki, Okino or 426 since they are all favorites

i decided that it was best to fit one of the protagonists into this since it would be hard to talk about the other two without spoiling anything and needing a ton of context

from the second Yuki showed up i knew she would likely be a favorite

what i didnt expect was for her to be arguably one of the smartest characters in the game

I would say out of the protagonists she is the second smartest with Gouto being the smartest

Like i did not expect her route to be a detective story

5. Power (chainsaw man)

first person on this list who isnt a protagonist, and i did consider putting Asa instead of her and while i am undoubtedly more invested in Asa im also much more entertained by power

also i need to put one character who isnt a main character here lest i be seen as a basic bitch

6. Sayeon Lee (hand jumper)

we only have one season of her but this girl is so mentally unwell its like catnip to me

im eagerly awaiting the start of season 2

also to my surprise me reccomending vibes this webtoon caused a bunch of wormblr people to read this too so when season 2 starts i could probably talk to those people about it

7.Daan/ the doctor (fear and hunger termina)

this was a tough descision between Daan and Marina because while i love them both equally Daan has the better narrative in my head with his doomed by the narrative swag

8.Iwha (hero killer

she's cool when she murders people

9. Kikuri Hiroi (bocchi the rock)

girl who is doomed by the narrative

but the narrative is a slice of life so overall its not that bad

@n0brainjustvibes@tranz-regent@worstgirl-online i nominate you to follow in my example and list characters

Also feel free to analyse me like a lab rat for these picks in the notes

[inky-duchess]

82, 95, 8 for Misha & Nikolai

13, 6 for Alekks & Erika

100 for Katya & Marina

Misha & Nikolai

8. Who is the big spoon? Little spoon?

Nikolai is the little spoon. Misha likes to give cuddles and Nikolai needs them. But Nikolai is happy to reciprocate if it comes to it.

82. Make their relationship into a list of A03 tags.

Bodyguard romance, unadulterated fluff, soft boys, explicit cuddling, pining, jumper theft, intense tea making, gay panic, gay awakening, intense aftercare, porn with feelings, first time, inappropriate use of the backseat of a car, inappropriate use of an empty stable, overcoming trauma.

95. Who gives flowers to their S/O? What sort of flowers do they like?

Nikolai is a serial little thoughtful gift giver. Misha has a fondness for hyacinths and Nikolai is always finding reasons to give them to him.

Alekks & Erika

6. Who would ask the "would you love me if I were a worm?" question? How would their S/O answer?

Erika would ask it. Alekks would be completely confused by the question, he'd ask how it was possible, how could she become a worm, wonder whether she's messing with him or not. But he would say yes, of course. He would not ask her the question, if he was a worm, he would tell her to use him as fishing bait so he could at least be useful to her and feed her. Alekks is nothing but practical.

13. What is something they find hot about their S/O?

Erika finds Alekks's innocence and sweetness hot. Anytime he's like "I got to help my mom" or "let me hold that for you" and sees like 👀👀👀. Alekks needs to take a cold shower every time Erika is assertive or stand up for herself.

Marina & Katya

100. Make a meme of this ship.

[liberty-mutual-138]

Hello dear, take your time with this, I know finding the energy to write can be tough, so there is absolutely no pressure to answer this ask straight away. I'm just putting these here as food for thought, something to chew on! <3 remember to take care of yourself!

For Annika:

🎲 - Biological parents

👑 - Person who raised your OC and/or was important during their formative years

🐾 - Pets (if she doesn't have one, then answer as if she could what kind of pet would she have)

For Zach and Ester:

💋 - First kiss

🌹 - First relationship

💔 - Exes

Like I say, take your time, there's no rush at all <3

Hey Goose! Thank you so much for the ask and the message ❤️- I’ve had a random burst of motivation so hopefully I can type this out before it ends up dying away!

🎲- Supposedly (ifykyk) Annika’s biological parents were Marina Ilyinichna Kucherova and Nikolai Mikhailovich Vublevski. Her mother was one of Nikolai’s informants in the KGB; they had no bond or emotional connection and were simply just two people who banged and had Annika.

Marina told Nikolai to either handle the kid or she’d rat him out. Whether that entailed killing it or whatever the fuck else, Marina didn’t care. Annika’s existence had ruined her life apparently; the pregnancy had been very difficult and caused irreversible harm to her body.

Nikolai didn’t wanna get everything he worked for shat on, so he took the wretched thing. Annika screamed and cried all the time and Nikolai had no clue what she wanted; he’d never wanted to become a father, never had any siblings or really known anyone with kids.

With how much she got on Nikolai’s nerves, Annika’s shocked he didn’t wind up killing her.

👑- The person who “raised” Annika during her formative years, and the only adult she had a positive experience with, wound up being her first kill.

There were several people who ‘raised’ Annika as a child. None of them stuck around long enough or really cared too much about her; she was more of a nuisance/chore girl for them. They’d tell her to sneak drugs, weapons, etc past police to get her out of their way. Nobody would suspect a child to be carrying all that shit, right?

For context: the organization that Nikolai ran was funded by the CIA and MI6, as he was trying to overthrow the Soviet government.

When Annika was about 6/7, MI6 sent someone to go in undercover. Former Special Forces guy, a father of 4. She knew very little about him, just that he was called Petr. That wasn’t his real name, but Annika never learned what his real name was. She didn’t see him as frequently as she should’ve, but ‘Petr’ genuinely cared for her. He planned on taking Annika to the UK to get the fuck away from Nikolai and those disgusting individuals he let his daughter be around.

‘Petr’ got too attached to Annika. He started slipping and screwing up his mission. Helping Nikolai, while he’s treating his daughter like less than a worm filled him with guilt every time he looked at either of them. So he fumbled. I haven’t thought about how yet, but bro dropped the ball.

When Nikolai found out about his status as a spy, the relationship he formed with the US and UK governments went out the window. Knowing how close Annika was to the man, he decided to use this situation as a lesson. She was 9, and with Nikolai’s hands keeping her steady, she put a bullet in Petr’s head as he kneeled in front of her.

🐾- Annika loves all animals. Dogs, cats, raccoons, lizards, bugs, leeches; she thinks they all deserve comfort and love. She doesn’t prefer any kind of pet over another, and if you gave her any pet, she’d happily take it. However, due to ‘work’, Annika doesn’t want to keep any pets, as she thinks she’ll end up neglecting them or if she dies on a mission there will be nobody to take care of them.

Honestly, if Annika was capable of living a good life, she would definitely be either a veterinarian or work at an animal shelter.

💋- Ester’s first kiss was after a show. It was with her fellow bandmate and the lead singer. He was way too old for her (17 and 29 😬), but she thought she was hot shit when they kissed for the first time. More information on this shit fest coming soon.

🌹- It was the guy I just mentioned. He ended up ruining her life, which caused her to join the Marines.

Ester was desperate for the approval of an older man since her dad died, and she found it difficult to find it in a healthy way. But that creep love bombed the shit out of her and she ate it all up. Praised Ester’s ability on the drums, gave her money, and spoiled her with gifts.

She started putting everything aside for the bastard. Her grades started slipping and she pushed away her real friends.

Ester ended up clocking that guy in the jaw when he kept trying to initiate sex with her despite her saying no. She realized the guy wanted her as a groupie and not an actual partner, and left the band on the spot.

This all lead up to her joining the Marines. Ester thought everyone hated her, she was “too stupid” for college, so… she shaved off all her hair and followed after Zach.

💔- The first guy and Philip Graves. Her relationship with Graves wasn’t serious, and she noticed she was slipping into her old habits again, so they mutually broke up. There’s no bad blood between them.

She also had a lot of flings with both men and women until she got the scars, but none of them meant anything.

💋- Zach’s first kiss was between him and a girl in his class back in high school. He was really bad at it apparently so she never wanted to do it again. Safe to say he got better, Steph can vouch for that 😉

🌹- Zach’s first relationship was with another soldier named Maxine Cain. They were in love with each other; they were even engaged, planning on getting married when their contracts expired with the Marines.

Cain was in Ester’s platoon, and the two meet after Ester decided Zach needed to start seeing women. He had no rizz, she had no rizz, they belonged together so she set the two up. They clicked almost immediately and the rest was history.

They were together for a long time, though they occasionally broke up due to work.

💔- Cain was the only person Zach was with before Steph.

She was killed by the Taliban. Her full body was never recovered, but Zach ended up finding her head and some of her limbs.

She is his most frequent and least hostile hallucination.

[bobbybutterfly]

For the last month I’ve only been drawing furries so I decided to draw a human for a break. As much as it makes me sad, one can’t live only on anthropomorphic squirrels and mice.

I took this opportunity to draw in Callimara’s art style. She’s a big inspiration for me. Mainly with her storytelling. Ages ago I did like a short series (that I never finished and don’t plan to) on my blog where I made OCs based off of the legend of Saki Sanobashi. It was inspired by her series where she redesigned characters from Yandere Simulator. I’m a big fan of that series. If I ever go completely mad, I’m making a PC 98 style visual novel adaptation of the whole thing! Finally giving us the Yandere Simulator game we all deserve.

But speaking of video games made by a one man team, Fear and Hunger one and two! Some of the best games ever made! Never played any of them in my life. But I sure watched an eight hour long lore analysis video on them! And all of SuperEyepatchWolf’s stream archives on the games. And both Worm Girl’s videos on the game…. I can go on and on.

I decided to draw Marina. She’s my favourite character. Just a manic pixie dream girl occultist during pretty much an apocalypse. What’s not to love? Also loads of baggage with alternative universe catholics. Just like me for real! Also she’s canonically trans and I head cannon her as pansexual. I’m pansexual and I got to spread my pan agenda fellas. We already got the bicon Olivia and you can never have enough of people who love the whole gender buffet.

Speaking of queer characters in Fear and Hunger, I got to make like a big piece with all the queer characters at pride. There’s a lot of them. If you’re a sad queer person into some narly horror then I would sure recommend these games.

Lastly this piece was inspired by SuperEyePatchWolf’s most recent archived stream on YouTube. Or at least it I think it is. Marina’s crying because of her complicated feeling of her abusive father finally being dead. I was really scared she was going to leave the party at that moment and get turned into a monster. But she shook it off and joined the party again.

[wyldblunt]

Out of your courtiers, most likely to accidentally befriends a dreamer without realizing it!

@mystery-salad

YAHOOOO as always folding in marina's courtiers too since we both have a bunch of them

merrit: merrit absolutely loses at this one. not only did he accidentally befriend a dreamer, he accidentally fell head over heels in love with them. WHILE ACTIVELY ON ASSIGNMENT TO FUCK THEM OVER. (i guess he DID realize it the whole time, so i'm not sure he counts here, but i'm putting him in the top spot anyway. how do you fuck up this bad)

rhys: another "you lose, but maybe it's on a technicality" thing, bc he also did this with bowyn -- bowyn's also not technically a DREAMER, as in they're not devout at all, but rhys' friendship with them is still an accident, PLUS he's allowed bowyn to hang out with his new court faction without actually requiring them to convert/join, so into the top three he goes. bowyn likes to dramatically quote tenets of the tablet at him to annoy him

glyndwr: also loses on a technicality. i guess NONE of these top three should count because two of them are ex-nightmare and rhys is kiiiiind of a deserter too but whatever. also glyn still loses this one very hard because even if it happened AFTER he left the court: alan is like, the platonic ideal of a dreamer. he's the poster child of dreamers. he's the pale tree's most specialest beloved perfect baby boy. and glyn dated him for years and is still best friends with him. that has GOT to count for something here

tarahnis: still talks with his dreamer podtwin (albeit in secret) and is easygoing enough that if he DID end up chatting with non-courtiers it would be pretty likely for him to stumble into some normal friendships. also not as plugged in to the hostility of it all as some other courtiers; he's not really in the court because he hates dreamers or the pale tree, he's there bc the way of life there just makes way more sense to him.

sorcha: on the surface, more easygoing than most, but the second she found out her new friends were actually dreamers there WOULD be some immediate violence happening

rue: they have probably had a few almost semi-normal moments talking to dreamers through the bars of their cages but. that's about the most i can imagine happening?

sigvas: ew. would not talk to dreamers. generally holds them in contempt (and, while they'll never admit it, also resents and envies them). it COULD still happen, but it's just not likely.

lisk: swinging axes at everything that moves. you cannot talk to her for long enough to accidentally befriend her

gann: barely a courtier, and also excessively friendly, but he's this far down on the list because it wouldn't be an accident. he doesn't give a shit. he's networking, baby!!!

fidelma: dreamers are dirt to her. worms. she could talk to a dreamer for hours and never develop even the tiniest scrap of affection or sympathy for them. nothing behind those eyes 💗

callas: literally almost never leaves her headquarters, and also actively HATES dreamers way more than any of our other courtiers. the most interaction she has with dreamers is like, evilly inspecting captives when they're brought before her throne and then loftily yelling "FEED THEM TO THE THORN HOUNDS" or something. it's just not happening

[marinaiguess]

Marina WOULD she still love him if he was a worm????

he already acts like one (falls on his face all the time). it wouldn't make any difference to blaze, she would still love him hdjshsjsj

though, she doesn't admit it, sonic understands it by her smile.

[lucacangettathisass]

@tybaltsjuliet tagged me to share four favourite albums!

Electra Heart by MARINA (at the time Marina And The Diamonds)

'Changed my brain chemistry' as the kids say these days. The combo of the There's Something Dangerous About The Boredom Of Teenage Girls vibes with pop really got me. I first listened to it during what was probably the high point (low point?) of my (then undiagnosed) depression. Teen Idle, Valley Of The Dolls, and Primadonna were on constant repeat, make of that what you will. Special mention to Bubblegum Bitch because of course. This album was/is undoubtedly my Joker and I truly do think it, in part, made me who I am today. Shout out to the time I wanted a heart beauty mark tattoo to match the Electra Heart heart beauty mark.

Born To Die by Lana Del Rey

If you were an afab teen when this came out you almost definitely listened to this album, doubly so if you were mentally ill, tripley (is that a word?) so if you were into old Hollywood, and quadraply (not sure if that's a word either) so if you proclaimed older men were your type. I was all four, so, naturally, Lana became my saviour. Off To The Races, Diet Mountain Dew, and National Anthem were songs I desperately wanted to live in, for better or worse, and I yearned to be as cool and apathetic and desired as the girls in the songs. Video Games didn't hit as hard for me at first, but i would grow to love that one, too, same with Summertime Sadness. And, perhaps predictably, Lolita wormed its way into my psyche almost immediately. The fact that this album and Electra Heart came into my life around the same time really did a number on me.

Cry Baby by Melanie Martinez

Yeah, yeah, we get it. You were deeply mentally ill as a teen and sought escapism via pop music with Problematic Themes.

Sue me. At the time, I hadn't heard anyone who sounded like Melanie, so I was intrigued and fell down the rabbit hole. Pity Party hit me the hardest as I found it difficult to socialise with my peers, and still do (thanks late diagnosed autism), so this one felt Deeply Personal. Tag, You’re It and Milk And Cookies are also favourites due to the storytelling and atmosphere. Carousel also deserves a special mention for the same reasons, but I feel the other two do it just a bit better.

Lemonade by Beyonce

Look, we all remember where we were when this dropped. I especially remember how bad I felt for her, hearing the pain Jay Z put her through (which is why I find it insane she took him back, but that's neither here nor there). Hold Up remains incredible, from the instruments to the video to the dress (I need it in my life), and the spoken word at the beginning, but if I had to choose a favourite track, it's probably Daddy Lessons. Afab persons with complicated relationships with their fathers rise up. Love Drought and Freedom are both tied for a very close second. And of course, Sorry deserves a mention purely for the level of anger in it. Oh, to have been a fly on the wall when Jay first heard this album.

Special mentions:

Traumazine by Megan Thee Stallion (Her, Scary ft. Rico Nasty, and Plan B)

Hot Pink by Doja Cat (Cyber Sex, Say So, and Like That)

Planet Her by Doja Cat (Woman, Get Into It (Yuh), and Kiss Me More ft. SZA)

CTRL by SZA (Supermodel, Drew Barrymore, Prom, The Weekend, and Normal Girl)

SOS by SZA (Kill Bill, F2F, and Gone Girl)

i'm tagging @blckbrdlove @romantichomicide95 and @lovereren

[ao3feed-kathony]

He Fell Harder

read it on AO3 at https://archiveofourown.org/works/61380595 by AmyB_Writes Penelope is a 25-year-old book editor in London, enjoying a life where she shares a flat with her best friend, gets promoted quickly at work, and spends her time with her friends and pseudo-family, the Bridgertons. She has all the makings of a happy life. She spent years adjusting to the ache in her gut. She always expected to live with it, to grow around it, and to maybe find some semblance of happiness knowing she would never soothe the pain that consumed her. She tries to put herself out there, to move on, to accept reality. No matter how hard she tries to fall out of love with him, Colin always finds ways to worm his way back into her heart, putting her right back where she started. Will she be able to move on? Will she figure out how to live with the pain? Or will the last thing on earth she ever expected to happen finally become real? Could Colin Bridgerton ever love Penelope Featherington? Words: 6024, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English Fandoms: Bridgerton (TV) Rating: Explicit Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Categories: F/M Characters: Penelope Featherington, Colin Bridgerton, Eloise Bridgerton, Daphne Bridgerton, Benedict Bridgerton, Francesca Bridgerton, Kate Sheffield | Kate Sharma, Hyacinth Bridgerton, Violet Bridgerton, Gregory Bridgerton, Anthony Bridgerton, Marina Thompson Relationships: Colin Bridgerton/Penelope Featherington, Anthony Bridgerton/Kate Sheffield | Kate Sharma, Simon Basset/Daphne Bridgerton Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, Friends to Lovers, Unrequited Love, Romance, Not Actually Unrequited Love, Light Angst, Fluff, Fluff and Smut, Eventual Smut, Slow Burn read it on AO3 at https://archiveofourown.org/works/61380595

[maullworkers]

Where's one place in the mall where each of your characters wouldn't work?

august vogel ― he would have had a stronger opinion when he first moved to shrike heights, but now that the novelty of working at the arcade has worn off, he feels pretty much the same about all retail jobs. he'd less likely work at an establishment with food, but retail is retail, whether you're selling the customer clothes or the chance to make a fool of themselves on the roller rink. so, out of anywhere in the mall, august would hate having a higher up job in one of the offices. he'd hate to be made to work harder than he currently does by being something like a general manager or a lawyer or all of the other titles he's not qualified for.

florian bonavita ― florian would likely be able to find something that he liked about working in most stores, even if it was only his co-workers. he'd probably never want to work at dirtbusters, though, as not only is it dirty work that he doesn't particularly care for, but it's also not the same kind of structure as other stores that would allow him to bond with co-workers or customers - as least, that's what he thinks. additionally, florian would never be able to work at most places in the food court, as the last thing he wants to do is come home to his vegetarian partner every night smelling like meat products.

marina davies ― it's hard to pinpoint only one store that marina wouldn't want to work at, but to answer more broadly, it would be anywhere that doesn't involve participation and movement from her in a more hands on and athletic manner. where she works now, the aquatic centre, the jazzercise studio, and donna's, they all require her to participate in activities that she absolutely loves, and now that she's been treated to such great means of work, she couldn't work anywhere else.

bash monet ― the cinema. the first trip bash took to the cinema once he left his hometown was a nightmarish experience; while he had already realised that the strict, religious upbringing wasn't something that he resonated with or could live with any longer, he hadn't realised how much his parents and his faith dictated. it's safe to say that the films he was allowed to watch were so different to the one bash decided to see by chance, and it was jarring and traumatising for the bash, who was still trying to get acclimated in the real world. though he's slowly opening himself up to more and more, he doesn't think that he could ever work at the cinema and be forced to catch glimpses of stories filled with sex and violence.

billie reid ― dick's sporting goods. she doesn't actually have an issue with the store, and she's friends with plenty of jocks, but it's really just not her pace. the most athletic she gets is when she's dancing, and even that is a rare activity for her to participate in. she wouldn't be any good at helping the customers, and feeling no good at something would be an awful experience. not to mention, considering the fact that she's been book smart and a book worm her whole life, she's sure there would be so many jocks both working at dick's or shopping there, and she doesn't wish to relive the awkwardness she felt when faced with how vastly different she is from most of those people, much like what she experienced in high school.

[queenoftheyetis]

Pearlina mom headcannons? The propoganda must spread

Oh you have opened a can of worms my friend because I just created a Pearlina child and have been thinking about this constantly (her name is Isadora I'll prolly post more specific info abt her later)

That being said, I have many thoughts.

•this child is spoiled ROTTEN, but not how you might think. Marina is actually the parent that spoils her kid. She wants her child to have the whole world and never suffer, and she will give them absolutely anything they ask for. Pearl is surprisingly the more down-to-earth one. She remembers how hard it was to learn how to live on her own after everything being handed to her as a kid, and doesn't want that for her baby. But... She really can't say no to her kiddo... or to her wife.

• Even though they tour and are very busy musicians, Pearl and Marina could never bring themselves to leave their baby behind. So the kid spent many of their early years at a music studio or on a tour bus. Marina and Pearl always put the kiddo first though, making sure they got all the attention and care they need. The kiddo loves going to work with their mamas.

• Peal and Marina would totally bring up the old Splatfest themes to see which one their baby likes more. Y'know, "C'mon sweetie! Do you like pancakes or waffles more?" They probably set little bets on it too, like whoever looses has to do the laundry for the week.

• They're very honest parents. No sugar coating or bullshit, they will always tell the truth. And sometimes it's good, when the kid has a full understanding of The Great Turf War from an inkling and octoling perspective. But it can also backfire when the kid learns how sex works in great detail and tells all the other kids at school.

[most-beautiful-red-rose]

Name: Marina Itzel Fernandez Carriedo (but doesn’t use her middle name often and will rarely use Fernandez just uses Carriedo)

Birthday: September 16th

Age: 21 (unless stated otherwise)

Height: 5��3

Hair: Dark brown with a hint of red in the sun and the length is past the middle of her back, but not to her ass lol

Eyes: Dark brown

Looks: Marina has freckles on her nose that slightly go to her cheeks. She has D cup breasts and is very curvy and also has a fat ass lol (sounds so weird to put lol)

Piercings: She has her ears pierced along with a belly button piercing.

Scars: She has scars on her stomach and all on her back but most are faded

Allergies: Bleu Cheese

Sexual orientation: Pansexual

Personality: Marina has a sweet and bubbly personality. She may be sweet but mess with her or anyone she cares about she will make it known you are on her shit list. Just don’t get on her bad side.

History: Marina had to grow up faster due to helping her father raise her younger siblings after losing her mother. She doesn’t blame her father or siblings for her lack of a childhood. She just appreciates her family more and will do anything to make sure no harm comes to her family. Marina was born in Mexico but moved to the US once her grandmother passed away so she could attend school. She is a librarian and loves her job

Verses: https://most-beautiful-red-rose.tumblr.com/verses

Main Headcanons (slowly being worked on):

-Marina wear glasses sometimes when she isn’t in the mood to wear contacts

-Marina is also a book worm and gets lost in books easily

-When Marina drinks a lot of tequila or whatever she is drinking at the time she will be a flirt when she is drunk.

-Marina loves going to haunted houses or doing anything for Halloween, but when she gets scared she will fall on the ground screaming and try to crawl away from the scarer before getting up and running causing her to get scared even more when another scarer pops out

-Marina is what most would consider a witch since she knows magic, but she only uses it to protect the ones she loves and heals them if they are hurt.

Hetalia headcanons (rarely used):

-When Marina was younger the only people who could calm her down when she had a nightmare about her past were Romano and Spain (after she realized how much he changed and saw how much he cared about her)

-Marina will become a killer if anyone hurts her loved ones. She hates knowing that part of her because back when she was the great aztec empire they did human sacrifices to please the gods and she will gut a person. Her killer side makes her feel like she is turning into her people from back then and españa back when he conquered her land

Sex canons:

-Marina has a praise kink and instantly goes weak

-Marina also has a daddy kink so in other words calls her male lovers daddy if she doesn’t call them master

-Marina’s spots would be her neck close to her collarbone, hips, ears and maybe even spots she doesn’t know about

-light bondage

-she loves it when her lover is gentle, but she will let you know if she wants it rough

-dirty talk

-and love when her neck grabbed

-love being pinned to the wall and rammed ;)

This is Marina that someone got commissioned for me. :D

[mistocore]

hey!! id love to hear your misto hcs if you havent shared them already and want to ofc :•)

oh u have no idea the can of worms ur about to open !! here i go !! here comes the autism !!

Mistoffelees has been dancing since he was 8 years old! After Bustopher and Jenny met, fell in love and planned their life together, Misto met Victoria as a child. They watched a tape of Jenny, playing Clara from The Nutcracker in her debut ballet. Mistoffelees from there fell in love with ballet. He STILL has the same tape and watches it occasionally. It makes him cry a lot ;; so it's a special occasion.

His favourite thing about Tugger is his drive and optimism for his future! He's happy to be with a strong-minded person.

His favourite band is Mazzy Star :-] He loves gentle, shoegaze-y music and classic rock. He also loves Slowdive, Sonic Youth, Morphine and The Velvet Underground.

He takes VERY good care of his physical health. He has very toned legs and a well-built upper body (obviously as he’s a dancer), and clocks in at about 5′9 :-]

His coffee order is a green tea latte espresso infusion, or he just takes it black with a bunch of packets of sweetner.

Despite being so passionate about dance, he always feels like theres something more to life than what he signed up for. He’s very paranoid he’ll dance his life away with no time for the true fun in life. He has an insecurity about loosing his youth to his art :[

His hobbies other than ballet include: old cinema, theatre (viewing, he loves going to plays), board games, old cars (he drives a dark green, morris marina which he works on with his dad!), entomology, gothic literature + writing poetry !! 

He doesn’t drink much alcohol but his drink of choice is usually fancy artisanal gin with lemonade or very fruity blends of liqueurs. He also drinks just straight diet coke sometimes with a lot of ice !! He’s an ice eater. Kinda guy who bites his ice cream.

He has an incredible relationship with his parents and sister. He treaures them close.

Victoria does step on his toes a lot, metaphorically. Often pestering him or watching his every step when he dances. Mistoffelees finds this tedious, but goes with it as he knows that she’s very versed.

His favourite season is autumn. He loves walking and kicking up leaves, feeling the drizzle upon his umbrellas and sitting in cafes during storms. He loves a gloomy day.

His favourite food is truffle chocolates. One’s that are so rich they melt in your mouth and indulge every sense! He loves ones with berries, champagne and coffee flavours. He can;t eat them as often as he wants though! They’re little treats. 

His favourite meal is sourdough pizza with roasted cherry tomatos, olives and mushrooms :-]

He played the violin as a kid! As a mandatory instrument in his primary and secondary school! He can’t remember a lot of it, but still has his old instrument!

Mistoffelees’s favourite movie is Notting Hill starring Hugh Grant and Julia Roberts ;; He’s a sucker for a romance

His idols are Carlos Acosta and Erik Bruhn + His favourite ballet is Giselle !!

He is bisexual 

Mistoffelees is quite awkward. He doesn’t really know what to do in many social situations. It takes a lot for him to fully open up. 

He's quite a plain jane when it comes to fashion. Mostly because he's in the ballet studio in sweats and a v neck 24/7 !! But I think he starts to dress a little more outside of his comfort zone ! He would wear sweater vests, slouchy flannels, courduroy trousers. Stuff like this!!! (the second guy is actually a qt idea for how i picture my misto):

There’s probably more in my brain but !! this is all i got :-] if any pop into my head ill edit 

[ink--theory]

guess who finally finished their oneshot ∠( ᐛ 」∠)＿

“I love you.”

It’s been three days since she last said those three words to her girlfriend during a surprise visit to her work, three days since she saw her cheeks flush to that beautiful rosy color for the first time (to which she has it saved to memory, playing the same scene in a constant loop hoping to recreate it on canvas later on).

And three days since they last spoke to each other in sentences that weren’t one worded and so one sided.

Needless to say, the tension in their little one bedroom apartment was so thick you would have trouble cutting it with a knife. Everyone who knew them could tell, with glances toward the two that screamed worry and the texts, asking if one of them needed somewhere to stay for the night or if they needed someone to talk to.

Shion normally would’ve been filled with joy over how nice and considerate the others were if it weren’t for the fact that they (mainly Pearl and Marina) kept blowing up her phone for what felt like every five minutes. So much so that she ended up texting in the group chat that she and Anita were fine and turned off her phone, tossing it on the nightstand leaving it forgotten for the time being.

Pardon her language, but consequences be damned. She can deal with them later once her headache from the constant noise of her phone notifications and the overbearing silence from her girlfriend goes down.

Which leaves us to now in the present, with her sitting on the living room couch with a sketchbook trying (and failing) to draw anything and Anita in the kitchen washing dishes. To where the space normally would’ve been filled with the sounds of their voices talking about their day and any other nonsensical thing that was on the top of their heads, the only sounds between the two at the moment being the water from the faucet and the graphite scratching the paper.

She hated it.

Throughout these three terrible days she’s missed the constant presence of her girlfriend. The amazing cuddles they had after a long day, the electrifying little touches that gave her goosebumps all over. The way she would randomly switch to her mother tongue whenever she starts to ramble about the latest thing she got interested in. The way they would whisper sweet nothings in each other's ears mixed with kisses in between whenever either one of them had a nightmare that night (Slowly she’s starting to think she may or may not have a problem with being little bit too dependent and clingy, but she can look at that whole can of worms later).

She wishes she never said anything.

If only she never said those three dreaded words then she would’ve never been in this situation with Anita in the first place. They probably would’ve been talking and laughing about something funny one of Anita's coworkers did at work, with the day ending with some cuddling on the couch, instead of this thick air of silence between the two.

‘Of course she doesn’t love you.’ A traitorous voice in the back of her mind tells her. She’s inclined to agree.

While in the middle of her deep thinking she doesn’t notice Anita standing in front of her, with a blank look on her face. It took the inkling a few tries of calling Shion’s name and touching her shoulder before she was able to catch her attention.

“There you are, silly.” Anita mutters.

“...” Shion stares, still absentmindedly scribbling in her sketchbook before realizing a second later and putting it off to the side, slightly embarrassed.

She watches Anita contemplating what to say next with that blank look still on her face, trying to look at anywhere but her. It slightly broke her heart. She notices that the inkling’s eyes ended up stopping at their big wall of photos, possibly glancing at each picture with just the two of them. Possibly thinking about better times.

“I...Can we talk?” She eventually said.

Oh no. 

This is it, she’s finally decided to break things off. All because she made the idiotic decision of saying ‘I love you’. Anita’s gonna kick her to the curb tonight, making her go back to live with Pearl and Marina. She might as well go and turn back on her phone right now to say goodbye to the rest of the New Squidbeak Splatoon while she has the chance, cause she highly doubts any of them would wanna still hang out and stay friends with her when they could just hang out and be friends with her better half and soon-to-be ex instead.

“Um..Sure..” Shion reluctantly replies, starting to become nauseous. She makes room for the younger girl on the couch, which she takes with a soft ‘thank you’. The both of them sit there refusing to look at one another, neither of them wanting to start speaking before the other. The scar on the octoling’s back from her time in the metro begins to pulse with pain, making Shion slightly wince.

“So-” “I just-”

They both stop to look at each other, embarrassed from accidentally speaking over one another. Faces quickly warming, they both avert their eyes desperately trying to focus their attention at anything else around their little apartment. It felt like ages before a sound was heard, a sigh from Anita.

“Um...You can start, I sort of want to hear what you want to say first before I say anything.” She says, her voice almost lowering down to a whisper. Shion starts to sweat and can feel her hands start to tremble, her three hearts feeling like they could burst out of her at any moment. 

“S-sure!” She exclaims, wincing once more at how loud she must’ve sounded.

‘Cod I'm such a mess.’

She clears her throat, trying to get her bearings straight before she starts. From the corner of her eye she sees Anita start to subtly mess around with her hands. Knowing that inkling beside her was fidgeting from anxiety gave her a bit of relief, at least she wasn’t the only one who felt like jumping into a lake right now.

“Alright, I just wanted to start this off with an apology.” She says, all of a sudden she hears a rustle of fabric, from Anita turning to face her.

“Apology? An apology for what exactly?” Oh boy…

“Y’know...For saying ‘you-know-what’ and all.” Shion replies. “Isn’t that the whole reason why you haven’t been speaking to me this whole time?”

“What? That’s not the reason at all!” 

.

.

.

Wait huh.

She turned to face Anita with bewilderment in her eyes, looking for an explanation to what she just heard. Nothing but silence is heard between them, suddenly she sees the younger girl in front of her starting to mess with her hands once again, beginning to pick at the skin on her fingers. As if on autopilot she reaches for Anita’s hands, gently holding each one with her own.

“What do you mean by that?” Shion finally utters with a softness heard in her voice, as to not agitate her girlfriend any further and end up scaring her off. She starts to squeeze the inkling’s hands, trying to give her a bit of unspoken comfort, Anita gives out a deep breath and squeezes back.

“What I mean is that...that isn’t the reason why I haven’t spoken to you these past three days.” She says, staring at their hands. “I’m sorry that you took it that way. It’s just the way you said it out of nowhere caught me off guard and I ended up pretty much shutting down.” 

She pauses for a bit, looking like she’s on the verge of tears. Oh, how Shion wished she could take her face into her hands and kiss them away, but instead she continues to hold the inkling’s hands, gently starting to stroke one of them with her thumb.

“You know out of all of my relationships that i’ve had, you're the first one who’s said that to me instead of the other way around. When you said it three days ago I thought I misheard at first. But when my manager confirmed it by teasing me about it, that’s when my brain just stopped working.” Their eyes finally met, the dam that once held the younger girls tears finally breaking. 

“That whole moment we had in that break room kept replaying in my mind over and over again, and I ended up thinking ‘what if she just said it in a friendly way?’ or ‘what if both me and my manager misheard and she said something entirely different!?’. I know I could’ve just asked, but a part of me deep down was afraid of hearing your response.” Once she finishes Anita looks away, hesitantly removing her right hand from Shion’s in order to wipe away at her face.

Shion continues to look at her, not knowing how to respond to what she just heard. So instead she slowly takes Anita’s remaining hand closer to her face to give it a kiss. She then puts her arms out with a small smile and without a second thought Anita quickly moves closer, hiding her face within octoling’s neck and shoulder, her arms clutching the back of her shirt. The octoling reciprocates by wrapping one of her arms around her waist and the other one beginning to gently stroke the back of Anita’s head.

They held each other like this for what felt like an eternity. Both of them recollect their thoughts, trying to think of what to say next, the only sounds being heard from either of them being the small sniffles from Anita.

“I wouldn’t have said it if I didn’t actually mean it, you know.” Shion finally says, slowly breaking their hold around each other in order to move her hands to have them around Anita’s face, gently redirecting her eyes to face her.

“Yeah, I know i’ve only been on the surface for around a year, and I know that I still don’t have a complete understanding of the customs up here so I ask for help a lot.” She pauses for a bit, beginning to gently stroke one of her cheeks with her thumb, being careful of the placement of her sharp claws. “But if there’s one thing I definitely have a full grasp on one hundred percent, is my feelings for you.”

Anita’s mouth slightly opens, her mind trying to comprehend what she just heard. Her eyes start to tear up once again, but this time of joy. Her cheeks begin to bloom that lovely pink color that Shion missed oh-so much and she starts to smile and giggle.

A minute later she feels a sudden weight on top of her, of Anita moving on top of her lap and hugging her once again in a tight but loving grip, her arms around her neck. It takes her a second to realize what happened but she quickly returns the hug with equal force, her head burrowing into Anita’s neck and her one arm around her waist, with the other tightly clutching her shirt. 

There they just sat there, neither wanting to let go of the other. 

“I love you too.” she suddenly hears, slightly muffled and in a whispery tone. Shion decides to say nothing in response and instead nuzzled her nose and sigh, to show that she heard.

All felt right again.

- Bonus -

“So, this whole time you had me worrying myself to death all because you thought I said it in a ‘friendly way’?” Shion giggled.

Looking up to meet her girlfriend’s face, Anita pouted. “Look, where I'm from we don’t say it all nonchalantly like you did a few days ago.” She pauses a bit before continuing. “Oh a-and you just said it out of nowhere! What was I supposed to think?!” She exclaims.

Upon hearing inkling’s reply her giggles turned to full blown laughter. Anita, unable to escape the contagious noises coming from her girlfriend, started to laugh alongside her. 

After a while the laughs died down and they eventually both sat there on the couch in silence with little giggles heard here and there, limbs tangled together. The overwhelming and unbearable air between the two no longer there. The space between them is warm and loving again. It felt just like before, which left Shion nearly purring with delight.

“You know, this means i’ll just have to say ‘I love you’ to you whenever possible in order to have you get used to it.” Shion eventually said, breaking the comfortable silence. Not a second later Anita quickly sits up, untangling herself from the little cuddle pile with hints of a blush on her face beginning to form that she absolutely adored.

“N-now you know you don’t have to do all of that” Anita stuttered out.

“Of course I do.” Shion replied back. “What kind of girlfriend would I be if I didn’t show the love of my life how much I love her?”

“Noooo.”

She watches her lovely girlfriend put her face in her hands, trying to hide the rapidly growing blush on her face. Shion looks on with a fond look on her face, a bright smile beginning to form. “Aw, don’t be like that.” She brings her closer, slowly removing her hands. 

“Ok, so I won’t start off with something as strong as an ‘I love you’ anytime soon, how about I say what I love about you instead?” Shion says, trying to reach a compromise.

“I-” Anita suddenly stops what she was gonna say, her face back to having that contemplating look from way earlier. Upon seeing that, Shion’s smile slightly dims. “If you really don’t want me to then I won’t, the last thing I want to do is make you uncomfortable.”

The younger girl in front of her suddenly turns around to face her. Her red eyes meet the octoling’s warm gray.

“Wait what? No!” Anita exclaims while shaking her head. Her wild pigtails start to fly around her as she does the head motion. Her cheeks started to bloom with color once again. “I was just thinking, I-I don’t wanna be the only one receiving compliments here. I wanted to ask if I could do the same to you, that’s all.”

She moves one hand to nervously scratch her cheek, eyes breaking contact to look to the side. Shion looks on with adoration on her face. “Of course you can, if it makes you more comfortable with it.” She replies.

“Ok then.” Anita sits up a bit straighter, to show that she was ready. Upon seeing that Shion’s smile widens a bit more before putting a finger up to her chin, as if she was thinking of what to say first. “Now let’s see...What should the first compliment be.” She says. She purposefully takes her time in order to glance at Anita, who was slowly starting the squirm with anxious energy.

“You know what I love about you?” She starts off fully facing Anita, who startles a bit before looking at the octoling in front of her, not expecting that question.

“I-uh...no?” She stumbles her words a bit, not knowing how to answer.

Upon hearing her girlfriend’s response Shion begins to move closer, as if she were to whisper to Anita a secret she didn’t want anyone else to know, a secret just between the two of them.

“I love your little pick-up lines, even if they are very cheesy and very bad most of the time.” She says close to the inkling’s ear, watching it twitch a bit.

 “Wha-?!” She hears Anita exclaim. She backs up to her where she originally sat and covers her mouth with one of her hands, trying to hide the fact that she was close to laughing.

“How dare you, my pick-up lines are amazing!” Anita jumps up from the couch and begins to pace back and forth continuing to talk. Shion knowing this would happen just looks on, enjoying the view of her girlfriend’s pacing getting more aggressive with every step she took and animatedly going on a long-winded tangent. Her words begin to blur together, not really understanding her due to Anita starting to mix up the words from inklish and her native tongue. 

“-I feel like Marie must’ve said something to you. Ella lo hizo, lo sé. I swear the next time I see he-” The inkling stops mid sentence to look at her girlfriend, who suddenly doubled over in laughter not being able to hold back anymore.

Realizing that she was set up she begins to walk back to the couch with her arms crossed and silently sits on Shion’s lap. The octoling wraps her arms around Anita and begins to pull her in, letting the smaller girl lean into her all the while trying to smother her uncontrollable giggles.

“You’re the worst.” Anita finally utters, trying and failing to keep her poker face, small hints of a smile beginning to show.

“I love you too” She replies, with a smile.

[ineffable-administrators-central]

Ok, what if Dagon and Michael had a child?

*pulls out the powerpoint* You have opened a can of WORMS ON STRINGS AMIGO

So neither Dagon or Michael really know how to deal with kids under the age of 13. Michael has the girls who are all teenagers (Jehanne she met at age 13, Catherine she met at age 17, and Marina she met at age 15) and Dagon doesn’t know any kids besides those two and Jordan (Gabriel and Beelzebub’s daughter)

I know I say Michael is a top but she would be the one pregnant because with Ineffable Husbands and Ineffable Bureaucracy I already have the demon be the pregnant one and I want to break the cycle

Marina would be the first to figure it out because she’s a patron saint of pregnancy and therefore (like Gabriel) can tell who is pregnant or not

She would have to break the news to her adoptive mom

Both Michael and Dagon would act calm but really be freaking the fuck out

Dagon tries to get Michael to not drink as much coffee and tries doing her wife’s paperwork so she can rest

Michael would try to hide it and continue as her life as much as possible

She doesn’t actually start visibly showing until the third trimester, by some miracle (that she didn’t perform)

I’m not saying God sensed her daughter’s insecurities but

Michael realized she was in labor right away but denied it and did paperwork until her water actually broke

Neither her or Dagon like talking about the pregnancy or labor in general

Neither of them knew really what to do with the kid until he was actually born and they decided that no matter what they were going to try their best with him

He was born in the bathtub, of course.

They named him Icarus

He has auburn hair (a mix between their hair colors) and Dagon’s silver eyes.

He has golden scales on his face like freckles

His wings are blue and gold like Michael’s but structured like a seagull’s

The Girls absolutely adore him

When he becomes older and starts going to school with other human kids he starts noticing sexism and is extremely confused because he grew up with five badass ladies and all the stuff being said about women by human boys/men is completely fake

He’s mischievous but also quiet compared to other boys his age

He loves being by the sea and reading a book or drawing

He has a very calming presence. Like as a toddler one of his moms would be overloaded with paperwork and he’d just go to them and they can’t stay stressed out looking at his cherubic face

Dagon was afraid he’d be scared of her fangs (Jordan started crying when she first met Dagon) but instead Icarus just went “:D” and then immediately started associating fangs with his mother

So you have a sweet little boy wobbling up to the moray eel exhibit at the museum going “umma! umma!”with a big smile on his face

Jordan is three years older than Icarus and yes, they hang out as often as possible

He will steal his mom’s flaming sword for shits and giggles

Icarus’s human friends figured out he wasn’t human when they were eleven

Instead of being mad they decided “wait so if you can’t die, we can make you the guinea pig for all the stupid shit we do”

*cue montage of preteen boys doing stupid shit*

He gets in trouble at school often because he gets in fights to protect kids being bullied

He got an F about his report on Joan Of Arc in 5th grade for it being “completely fantastical” and “hardly true” despite him having FOUR FIRST HAND ACCOUNTS

At the age of ten, he met Crowley and Aziraphale’s adopted daughter, Tzipporah, and they became best friends

As an adult, he eventually marries Tzipporah and becomes stepfather to her son Benjamin

[cecilspeaks]

147 - The Protester

Hot singles in your area are staring into the forest and grinning absently. 

Welcome to Night Vale.

Astronomers are frantically trying to determine why a chunk of the moon is missing. Ragged and greedy like a slice removed from a pie by hungry hands rather than a civilized serving utensil, the gap in the moon has been baffling professional sky gazers for weeks. Fun fact: did you know a group of astronomers is called a commotion?

Astronomers believe the moon could be eroding, because people have stopped believing in it, like ancient Roman polytheism. Others have theorized that the moon was damaged by enemy ships in the ongoing Blood Space War. But people on the internet have countered that this is part of the mandala effect, and that that piece of the moon has always been missing and we’re collectively misremembering. Like how those beloved picture book bears that we all remember as the Berenstein Bears, have by all physical evidence always actually been spelled “The Dog Pound Boyzzzz”. Boyz with a Z. Because of the 2016 city ordinance that proclaimed that anything can be true if you say it loud enough, astronomers are forced to consider all sides.

I don’t know any astronomers, but I do know a scientist! My husband Carlos has been the leading scientific mind in Night Vale since we started dating, almost six years ago. Carlos says that he has been studying and interesting meteorite he found out in the sand wastes and scrublands beyond Night Vale. He believes this particular rock is a piece of the moon. Standing before a giant wall of blinking lights, flickering screens and intermittent beeps, Carlos determined that this piece of the moon broke off only one month ago. But this is impossible, because no one can remember seeing the moon breaking apart in the sky. Well, maybe we were all asleep when it happened, I told Carlos as I dabbed away a small crumb from a cheese Danish that had gotten stuck in his beard. Oh, fun fact: Carlos grew a beard! And I have never liked beards on men, but now – I do. It’s got two thin silver racing stripes down the chin, and the hair is so soft. We’ve been married over two years and every day, I fall more in love.

Oh right, the moon, OK good God, always with the moon. [mutters] Yeah, yeah… Carlos has been studying an unusual number of empty homes and businesses about town. He noticed that the houses on either side of us are completely empty, but he didn’t remember them being empty before. He remembers us having neighbors, but he couldn’t name a single thing about them. He believes this might be related to the damaged moon. Whatever happened a month ago to the moon immediately caused us all to forget it, because something in our timeline changed. Carlos said: “Perhaps we are not forgetting people and events, perhaps they never existed at all.” His eyes were cloudy with pensive thought, and I touched his furry cheek and said: “You’ll save us, hon. I know you will.” He smiled and asked if I’d be willing to reach out to archeology professor Harrison Kip again. Carlos, uh, had been communicating with Kip about this very issue, but now emails to Harrison keep bouncing back, and his phone number is no longer in the phone company’s database of working numbers. I laughed and said: “Carlos, I don’t know who Harrison Kip is!” Carlos looked worried, and said he wasn’t sure he did either. But he felt like he should.

Protestors have organized a sit in in front of city hall, demanding an end to the Blood Space War. The city council, seeing the crowd of about 150 people gathered around the front entrance of their building, took immediate action. They announced they would be taking a long planned family vacation to the Badlands National Park in South Dakota, until this whole protest thing runs its course. “We don’t believe South Dakota actually exists,” the single-bodied, multi-voiced council said. “When you look at a map, it seems like it exists, like it’s just right there when you look at it and it’s between two other identical states, so it would make more sense for it to be there than not. Anyway, this feels like a great time to take the kids to see Mount Rushmore.” As the city council said this, several small childlike heads emerged from the city council’s singular body and screamed in happy unison. Or terrified unison. Mm, it’s hard to get an emotional reading on screams.

The organizer of the protest is 20-year-old Night Vale community college student, Basimah Bishara, whose father Lieutenant Fakir Bishara returned home from the Blood Space War three years ago. Basimah greeted her father’s return with joy, but that joy has since been replaced by confusion and pain. Let’s hear Basimah’s story in her own words.

Basimah: Time no longer works correctly for my father. I understand time does not work correctly for many people in Night Vale, but it had always worked correctly for him before the war. In December 2015, he returned home after 11 years of serving our city, our country, our planet in a war that still makes no sense to me. I was six when he volunteered for service, he was 30. 11 years later when he returned home, I was 17. My father was 19. He did not remember joining in the war nor having a daughter nor meeting his wife. He is a teenager, like I was. I no longer am a teenager, but my father still is. He has stayed 19 years old. Time no longer works correctly for him.

My mother Tahira raised me. She expressed reticence about the band I started, the music we played. She grounded me when my grades slipped and shouted at me when I told her I had a girlfriend. But she came to love Marina and more, my mother came to understand as both as people, as women. Not as rivers to be damned or levied.

My father’s return has been especially hard on her, because she is 45 and her husband is a 19-year-old stranger. You probably know what it’s like to have a father, to have a man much older than you who changed your diapers or watched your diapers being changed. Who taught you to speak or ride a bike, who helped you develop as a human from an animal from a larva from the simplest, squirming wad of meat into an adult. That father will always be a father, not a friend, not an equal, a father. You probably do not know what it’s like to see a father at your age, to talk with your father when he is also barely an adult. To have your father lonely and inquisitive think of you as his only friend in the world, while you look to him for guidance and love. But he is incapable of both, at least not in the way you need to be guided and loved.

It took two years for Fakir to open up about the war and it still makes no sense to him nor me. The Blood Space War requires constant shifts through time, through worm holes to change lost battles into won battles, to undo what has already been undone thousands, millions of times over. The future does not look like a blank page, it looks like a tattered sheet of paper, grayed and frayed from countless transcriptions and erasures of history. Battles are won and then undone through time travel. We lose our lives and then regain them by traveling backwards and fighting again. We are winning the war by perpetuating the war. Last month, the Polonians attacked our earth, I am sure of it. The only evidence is our broken moon. I believe the general undid this attack with time travel and this has changed our reality, changed who was born, who ever lived in the first place. People are disappearing because they will have never existed.

People think we’re crazy for protesting. I’m 20 and my father is still 19. I’m not crazy. My mother Tahira is not crazy. We are angry.

Our next protest is scheduled this afternoon at the corner of Earl and Somerset by the Dog Park near the Ralphs.

Cecil: Not sure what Basimah was referring to. That’s an empty lot by the Ralphs. There was word for a dog park to be built there many years ago, but it never materialized.

[clears throat] Let’s have a look now at local news. Earth sciences professor Simone Rigideau announced today that she is scrapping all text books and lesson plans at the community college in favor of organized prayer to a god named Huntokar. Several students and parents argued against such an extreme divergence from core curriculum in favor of French religious practices, but college president Sarah Sultan supported her staff member by saying: “Cut Simone some slack. She doesn’t even teach classes. She’s a transient who lived in a storage closet inside the earth sciences building for 20 years. The only reason she has the title of professor is because of antiquated squatter’s rights laws.” Rigideau donned rabbit furs and an old bicycle frame wraught into the shape of antlers, and began spray paintin the Fibonacci sequence on the cars in the college parking lot, all the while singing a ballad about clocks.

The intergalactic military headquarters released their first quarter earnings statmenet this week. Investors were displeased to see that each of the board members of the privately own space defense contractor had purchased a 125-foot yachts and NFL franchises. But those fears were quickly allayed by the announcement of layoffs of more than 5,000 employees. Stock prices for the intergalactic military soared to an all time high this afternoon, at 490 dollars a share. Senior strategic advisor Jameson Archibald said the intergalactic military has no actual earned income. 100 per cent of their gross is from venture capital. Archibald said: “Some investors keep asking how we plan to monetize our military, which is a stupid question, man! I mean, look at this Patek Philippe watch I bought. It’s encrusted with 10 pounds of diamonds, and the watch face was made using an actual piece of the Sistine Chapel. We are doing fine.” Archibald added that the intergalactic military is developing an app and a subscription service that allows people to engage in celestial war fare any time they want for only 12,99 a month.

Alright, listeners, I heard back from Basimah, and she said I was right. There is no dog park. Of course I was right. If I knew there was a dog park being built in this town, I would have reported it immediately. Carlos and I have a dog. His name is Aubergine because he’s purple and European, and Auby is adorable and we love him dearly. I mean, I wasn’t into the idea of having to care for a dog, but Carlos strongly urged this case one morning over breakfast when he said, “I think we should get a dog”, and 20 minutes later, we were leaving the SPCA with our adopted pet. [clears throat]

Basimah said she was positive there was a dog park next to the Ralphs, but when she arrived at the corner of Earl and Somerset, it was all empty lots. To be honest, I don’t remember her mentioning a Ralphs before, because I would have corrected her. There’s never been a Ralphs affiliate in Night Vale. This is what Basimah had to say. Um, hang on, let me just insert the tape I used to record her. And there we go.

Basimah: If a person never exists, did they disappear? If you never knew them, can you miss them? My father spends most of his days playing basketball with friends he made at the rec center. He is 19 years old and trying to escape a decade of inescapable drama from warfare. Asked him who my mother was. I grew up with only my uncle Omar and did not know my parents until my father returned from war. Fakir did not remember my mother. He did not remember his marriage or my birth, because it has not happened yet in his timeline. Asked what if mother didn’t exist at all. What if the general’s time traveling has altered our lives so much that my mother was never born and you can never meet her. My father, the teenager said: “If I never met a woman, I do not know I will not miss her. But I’ll meet another woman.” I asked: “What if I was never born?” My dad said: “Basi?” He hid his tears and then he hugged me, but it was not the hug of a father and daughter. It was the hug of a son and mother. He buried his head into my shoulder and sobbed, repeating: “Basi! Basi!” And I comforted his heaving head with my palm. I said: “Father, Fakir. I think I shall no longer exist soon. [voice fades] I think I-

Oh OK, sorry for the dead air, listeners, I was playing a recording of an interview I did. Wait, nope. I just checked, there’s no tape in the player at all. I thought I had been talking with… Ugh. Aah! Who have I been talking to? Maybe it was my husband Carlos reporting on his findings about the damage done to our moon or, mh, or maybe it was nothing at all. [clears throat] Well, let us forget that we forgot, and go now To the weather.

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We have an update on the Blood Space War, Night Vale. John Peters says his brother has returned home again. When he left a month ago, James Peters was 22 years old. But he is now in his seventies, which is the age he should be. John held his brother tightly, crying in gratitude and relief that his own family could return to some kind of normalcy. James at first was heartened to see John again, to see his home again, and to learn that he and the general had thwarted the Polonian attack on our planet. But his tearful smile drifted slowly downward, an evening shadow overtaken by night. Upon James’ face now was the sudden knowledge that he had made a grave error. James looked around Night Vale seeing empty lots and homes, abandoned buildings and sparse streets. According to James, thousands of people have gone missing from Night Vale, because they never existed or never moved here in the first place. The general had leapt in time to successfully stop the Polonians from ever reaching Earth, but the change in the timeline caused Night Vale to change too.

Listeners, this may seem strange, but perhaps there are people you once knew, family you once lived with, places you were in, all of which are gone, and without your knowing. I have tried hard to think of any memory of any experience or person I have lost in the last month, but I can think of none. I told James Peters that perhaps the change in timeline did not matter if no one knew what they had lost, if no one noticed any change. James said: “Cecil, I just don’t know. I don’t know. Maybe if we had a scientific perspective on this, we could better understand how this is affecting us as a community.” And I said I didn’t know any scientists, not personally anyway. There’s the strange woman who lives in the storage closet at the community college, I suppose we could ask her.

The important thing is that we are safe, and that another veteran has returned home, and it is another beautiful day in Night Vale.

Stay tuned next for “Conspiring to Love”, our new relationship advice show, which as a lifelong bachelor sounds like something I should check out.

Good night, Night Vale, Good night.

Today’s proverb: “Nothing lasts forever” is a phrase with two meanings, and they’re both true.