Rocky dumbing down his speech for Grace only reinforces the idea that Grace is a kid in the other Eridians eyes and multiple conversations are happening at once..
Eridian scientist: why did they send a baby to space?!
Rocky: Grace is not a baby. He’s a fully grown human and you all need to respect that-
At the same time another Eridian: the human is thirty!! Are you COMPLETELY sure he’s not a child? He’s barely coordinated!
Rocky: Grace is very sick!! Of course he’s not coordinated you fucking idiot-
ALSO at the same time: did you not think to teach him how to understand us properly?? Let alone communicate with us.
Rocky: he doesn’t have the vocal cords for most of our sounds!! And we were WORKING on him being able to understand proper speech but he’s delirious?! The fact he’s conscious is a miracle-
Grace who is visible stressed and half covering his ears but also trying to listen: what’s going on?? I can’t hear you guys it’s too loud- Rocky what’s going on?!
Rocky: apology apology other Eridians ask dumb dumb dumb questions, Rocky tell Grace later. Grace sleep now Rocky handle.
Grace just nods with bleary eyes and knocks out almost immediately, and the other Eridians are giving Rocky the equivalent of a raised eyebrow in unison.
FOR THE THIRD FUCKING TIME IN A ROW I HAVE HAD MY ANNUAL HIGHJACKED AND RUINED BECOME OF MY BROTHER
I AM BURNT OUT. I AM MENTALLY AT A BREAKING POINT.
I had to drop out of the lacrosse tournament I was excited for earlier in the month.
I had to cancel all my plans when I had leave last month.
I had to cut my con weekend short earlier in the year.
I was good to finally get stuck into my cosplay and maybe go away this weekend.
Instead I'm going to be driving an hour to the middle of no where to clean his rat shit infested hoarder house, stay over in a freezing house that stinks of weed (which makes me physically ill)
And I have to bail on lacrosse this week because I physically cannot do both.
......at this point I'm tempted to just cancel my fucking leave and stop trying
i have access to powers and locations that he cannot access independently; he needs my help to navigate the world i've brought him to
i simply found him outside and abducted him one day
there are many cats in the world, but this one is the best and my most favorite. why? because he was available to abduct that morning and for very little other reason.
i have a much greater understanding of this world than him, but he has unshakable confidence in his ability to figure it out and i find that really cute
the power dynamic is fundamentally unbalanced, but i let him have a little audacity. a little combativeness and sass. as a treat.
some humans are needlessly cruel to cats or take them in for a short time before neglecting or abandoning them. but i have chosen to love and guard this one with my life. because i think he's neat.
he is very well-treated and has pretty much everything he could possibly want or need, but he is my prisoner.
What helped me write trauma better is remembering that the nervous system learns predictions. If danger used to come after quiet, calm can feel threatening. If kindness used to come with a price, kindness can feel suspicious. So healing is not just “they know they’re safe now.” Healing is the slow, annoying, deeply unfair process of teaching the body that the old prediction is not always the present truth.
Ok *cracks knuckles* I'm gonna make an attempt to make my version of Samos at least a little sympathetic. Asshole Samos is always fun to make fun of but ill try to make this work just for fun
One thing first, I'm adding a bit of lore about eco. So, using dark eco can lead to corruption, but the same thing can happen with all eco types, its just is less aggressive/slower. If you use one type of eco constantly over a long period of time, you'll start suffering from effects/mutations.
So to start, young Samos is a loser. He naturally has an affinity for green eco and nature, but due to what Haven becomes and how rarer eco is to track down, he's not a strong sage. That being the case he puts more work into wits and tactical planning, gaining him the position of 'the shadow'. His smarts is the only thing that gets him this role, as he's a complete toss when working with others. When he's told by Onin about how important it is to track down Mar/baby Jak, he does it for the sake of the revolution, as well as to prove is abilities to a powerful sage. He didn't really like being a babysitter, but did have every intention of putting Mar somewhere safe (mostly so the kid was out of the way and not something Samos had to worry about on top of everything.)
When he's sent to the past with baby Jak, he's totally thrilled about being in a world overflowing with eco, and goes abit overboard with using it as much as he can. At the start he did start growing fond of Jak, which is what initially made him soft enough to let Keira live with them, but using so much eco while being as untrained as he was led to him becoming detached (got stuck in a mind set of needing to do anything for the sake of the timeline/keeping the balance/sage mumbo jumbo) and he went back to thinking he just needed both Jak and Keira close by so he was sure they were with him when they returned to the future. (is also why he's more cruel with Daxter as he see's him as a chaos point/anomaly in the timeline)
When they all do end up in Haven, Samos is put in prison where the branches attached to him are removed, and he slowly loses the connection to eco he had gained in Sandover. Without this power making him a little bit crazy, he comes to the horrifying realization that he basically became what Gol and Maia were, and his nulled emotions lead him to sending a bunch of children into a war-torn city. Samos tries to warn is younger self about what he'll become, but is meet with a much more arrogant version of himself, who has no interest in heeding the warning of a very frail, weak and powerless Samos. "I'll do better than you" which is how everything ends up repeating. He also get to witness first hand his younger self verbally abusing Daxter (he's already seen how much Jak suffered from all of this and how important Daxter is to keep him grounded) and finally realizes 'omg, all I was doing all this time was watching over someone else's destiny, all I had to do was make sure no one died, and I did it in the most egotistical, unpleasant way possible. what is wrong with me?'
The end of the second game also marks the end of Samos's knowledge of the future. He doesn't know if anything will happen next. During all of the third game Samos is the one who puts the most work into getting Jak out of the desert. He feels like not doing everything to protect them now will just prove he only ever saw them as a means to an end, so if he at least ensures the three are safe and happy now, maybe he'll deserve some forgiveness.
A big thing is that he outright apologizes to Daxter. Its slightly awkward and Daxter thinks he's messing with him at first, but he tries and that's more than anything OG Samos did.
So to summarize, Samos is a sad little nobody in his youth so acts really know-it-all to compensate for his lack of self image. When exposed to a high amount of eco, he lets his want for status turn him into the worst version of himself. Only when he's severed from this power does he become aware of how similar he was to Gol and Maia, which sends him spiraling into damage control for the sake of the kids he cares for. yes, that includes Daxter.
Jak X is where he acts less like an overprotective father stopping Keira from racing, more like an estranged grunkle who loudly supports all his kids throughout the championship.
it’s not weird to find fanfiction from 2021, or 2017, or 2014 that you’ve never read and actually taking your time to read it.
it’s not weird to love it and comment and leave kudos because the author will probably still see it someday and it will make them happy.
it’s not weird to like said author’s work so much that you want to go look for other fics from them.
it’s not weird to go through the authors profile and look for other fics from the ships you like (or maybe some that you’ll give a chance because you liked the author) and maybe bookmark them for later.
it’s not weird to read these other fics and like them too and comment on them because you actually like them and you want to let the author know.
it’s not weird to read fanfiction from 5, or 8, or 10 years ago and actually enjoy and engage with it because it’s perfectly normal to relate to something that’s less than a decade old!
let’s stop treating fanfiction like they’re instagram posts that stop being interesting in 24 hours! fanfiction is NOT social media, fanfiction is art!!! and art doesn’t get old in one day, one year, or even a decade!
read fanfiction! write fanfiction! comment on fanfiction! let’s not let fanculture die people!!!!!
Not only is it not weird, it is ACTIVELY ENCOURAGED. Authors LOVE IT when people do this!!! Its not "weird" and its not "neutral" -- its a fucking DELIGHT. Feel very absolutely free to read though an author's entire back catalogue, leaving kudos and/or comments along the way; we absolutely freaking love when someone does this. There is nothing more joyful than getting a comment notification for an old fic. It will make our day, I promise.
There needs to be a special word for the warm, gratifying feeling that you get when you watch someone kudos everything you've ever written in a specific fandom in backwards order over 3 days. and that word needs a modifier to express the inexpressible joy when they start leaving comments on every story no matter how old it is.
Not to sound like a decrepit, rambling corpse about it, but back in my day Word used to be a pre installed program that came with your computer, if you were running Windows.
No subscription. Just program.
On your computer. You got to use it forever and ever and never had to worry about it going away.
Because it was physically on your computer. As a program. That you actually owned. Not because you got it separately, but because it was a standard inclusion with your computer.
I'm sorry but I'll just never get over it. I remember when companies cared about their products being usable out of the box. I remember when our things belonged to us.
Old man shaking fist at cloud, wherein the cloud is the background of the Windows 98 logo.
Imagine walking into an Italian restaurant, looking the other customers in their eyes and saying, “wait, this place serves pasta? What’s pasta? I’ve never even heard of pasta, but it’s probably not good.”
that is what you sound like when you’re a Tumblr user who has never heard of Cecil Palmer
[ID: screenshot of two Tumblr tags. The first reads, “well of course they haven’t had pasta”, and the second reads “not since the ban on wheat and wheat byproducts.” End ID.]
dont be funnier than me on my own post
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