Tasteful Therapy

Tane Acosta. Re-Educator using Adlerian Psychological methods. May your words be as tasteful as you are.

[ask-nightvales-voice]

Splash (synesthetictaste)

[Your muse has decided to take a relaxing walk along the sea-shore. But then, they hear a little noise in the water. Send a ‘splash’ into my askbox, and my muse the mercreature will react to having been found trapped in a tide-pool by your muse.]

Cecil flicked his tail, sending himself to the other side of the small pool and away from this stranger. He was an up-walker, one of the Strange Ones that lived on land rather than the sea; Cecil had seen them from afar, but had always been cautioned against getting close. 

Now, he was trapped, separated from his home and any hopes of escape. Left without options, the mercreature settled for sinking low into the water, fangs bared as a warning.

[ask-nightvales-voice]

synesthetictaste:

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“I  d o n ‘ t  b e l i e v e   y o u.” Cecil rasped.

He growled softly, irritated at how weak and scratchy the sound was; the longer he spent out of deep water, the dryer his throat became. But there was no way he would ever trust an Up Walker to touch him.

Gritting his teeth, he shifted about uncomfortably, trying to submerge himself but still stay on the defensive. Finally, he was forced to lay on his belly, ducking his head beneath the water and getting several deep breaths; despite the position, he remained ready to attack at a moment’s notice, shoulders tense and tail twitching like an irritated cat.

He watched and remained calm at the other moved to get more comfortable. He was amazed at how beautiful his fins glistened in the dim light of the sun. This really was a fascinating creature, as aggressive as he seemed to be.

“How about I dig a canal of sorts? There is bound to be a shovel somewhere, if not, I can just use my hands, but it will take a while.” He offered instead, thinking it would be a better idea than holding him. Was there a reason other than hatred of his kind? Would the oils of his skin hurt him like they do the slime coat of a normal fish?

Taking a final gulp of water, Cecil reemerged, flicking his hair out of his eyes.

“A.. c a n a l ?” he echoed, voice smoother now that he’d spent time underwater. Regarding the man, he tipped his head to the side, obviously turning the offer over in his mind. “T h a t  w o u l d  b e … a p p r e c i a t e d.”

“All right… let me find the shovel.” He glanced around and found no lofe guarding stands nearby. Wasn’t this still part of the public beach? After several minutes of meaningless search, he laughed as he turned back to the mercreature, “I guess I am using my hands.” Tane smiled as he nodded, “It might take a while.”

“I’ m  n o t  g o i n g  a n y w h e r e.” Cecil replied.

At this point he guessed that the Up Walker was not an immediate threat, but Cecil didn’t let his guard down. Swimming to the far side of the pool, he made himself comfortable, leaning back against the sandy edge while keeping an eye on the other.

Tane was diligent, but slow at his work. He managed to get a pretty deep hole going for him and paused to look at Cecil. “It would be beneficial for the both of us if I just picked you up and put you back in the ocean.” He didn’t stop digging though, knowing that the answer would be the same as the previous responses.

Cecil took the opportunity to doze while the Up Walker worked, eyes narrowing to slits and his form relaxing in the desert heat. However, as time went by he began to pant, feeling fatigued and lightheaded as the pool he was trapped in became heated and stagnant.

Snapping awake at the sudden comment, it took the mercreature a moment to playback what had been said.

“… I  b e l i e v e  y o u  a r e  r i g h t.” He grunted, swimming nearer to the hole that Tane was working on. “I  c a n n o t  s t a y  i n  t h i s  p o o l  m u c h  l o n g e r … “

Tane had to smile. He had somehow gained the trust of the creature before him. “Well, how about I get you out of that pudding and into the open water then?”

He neared the pool again and kneeled. “I’m sure if you hold tight to me that we can get you back to the water soon.” He promised, offering his open arms. “It will only be a moment.”

Looking him up and down, Cecil leveled the Up Walker with a steady glare, still not entirely trusting that he had good intentions. Still, he drifted closer,  reaching up to loop his arms around his neck.

“I f  y o u  m a k e  o n e  f a l s e  m o v e  I  w i l l  n o t  h e s i t a t e  to  e n d  y o u,” He warned, baring his fangs for emphasis.

[synesthetictaste-blog]

Feisty, but Tane smiled and lifted the mercreature carefully. “I will try my best not to harm you.” He promised and adjusted his hold on the other, making sure he had a good support. Dropping him was probably not the best idea.

“So, just any where as long as you are in the ocean again?” He planned on wading out a bit so it would be easier for the other to get away once he was released. “Or just the closest?”

[technolojeeesus-blog]

Your mental illness is lying to you.

You are not stupid. You are not ugly. You are not worthless. You are not weak. You are not a burden. Your mental illness is lying to you.

[baileyarber-deactivated20180111]

Fuck.

[tearyourcurtainsdown]

Also:

No you’re not bothering me. (Yes I’m serious.)

You’re not dumb.

You have great ideas.

Your smile isn’t ugly.

Neither is your laugh.

Yes people love you. No they’re not lying. Yes really.

[fun-n-fashion]

YOU ARE NOT BOTHERING ME.

You don’t need to apologize, I actually AM very interested in our conversation.

YOU DON”T NEED TO APOLOGIZE FOR EXISTING.

[5sosphanandshortbread-deactivat]

in addition: yes i love you and your existence

[ask-nightvales-voice]

Splash (synesthetictaste)

[Your muse has decided to take a relaxing walk along the sea-shore. But then, they hear a little noise in the water. Send a ‘splash’ into my askbox, and my muse the mercreature will react to having been found trapped in a tide-pool by your muse.]

Cecil flicked his tail, sending himself to the other side of the small pool and away from this stranger. He was an up-walker, one of the Strange Ones that lived on land rather than the sea; Cecil had seen them from afar, but had always been cautioned against getting close. 

Now, he was trapped, separated from his home and any hopes of escape. Left without options, the mercreature settled for sinking low into the water, fangs bared as a warning.

[ask-nightvales-voice]

synesthetictaste:

ask-nightvales-voice:

synesthetictaste:

ask-nightvales-voice:

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“I  d o n ‘ t  b e l i e v e   y o u.” Cecil rasped.

He growled softly, irritated at how weak and scratchy the sound was; the longer he spent out of deep water, the dryer his throat became. But there was no way he would ever trust an Up Walker to touch him.

Gritting his teeth, he shifted about uncomfortably, trying to submerge himself but still stay on the defensive. Finally, he was forced to lay on his belly, ducking his head beneath the water and getting several deep breaths; despite the position, he remained ready to attack at a moment’s notice, shoulders tense and tail twitching like an irritated cat.

He watched and remained calm at the other moved to get more comfortable. He was amazed at how beautiful his fins glistened in the dim light of the sun. This really was a fascinating creature, as aggressive as he seemed to be.

“How about I dig a canal of sorts? There is bound to be a shovel somewhere, if not, I can just use my hands, but it will take a while.” He offered instead, thinking it would be a better idea than holding him. Was there a reason other than hatred of his kind? Would the oils of his skin hurt him like they do the slime coat of a normal fish?

Taking a final gulp of water, Cecil reemerged, flicking his hair out of his eyes.

“A.. c a n a l ?” he echoed, voice smoother now that he’d spent time underwater. Regarding the man, he tipped his head to the side, obviously turning the offer over in his mind. “T h a t  w o u l d  b e … a p p r e c i a t e d.”

“All right… let me find the shovel.” He glanced around and found no lofe guarding stands nearby. Wasn’t this still part of the public beach? After several minutes of meaningless search, he laughed as he turned back to the mercreature, “I guess I am using my hands.” Tane smiled as he nodded, “It might take a while.”

“I’ m  n o t  g o i n g  a n y w h e r e.” Cecil replied.

At this point he guessed that the Up Walker was not an immediate threat, but Cecil didn’t let his guard down. Swimming to the far side of the pool, he made himself comfortable, leaning back against the sandy edge while keeping an eye on the other.

Tane was diligent, but slow at his work. He managed to get a pretty deep hole going for him and paused to look at Cecil. “It would be beneficial for the both of us if I just picked you up and put you back in the ocean.” He didn’t stop digging though, knowing that the answer would be the same as the previous responses.

Cecil took the opportunity to doze while the Up Walker worked, eyes narrowing to slits and his form relaxing in the desert heat. However, as time went by he began to pant, feeling fatigued and lightheaded as the pool he was trapped in became heated and stagnant.

Snapping awake at the sudden comment, it took the mercreature a moment to playback what had been said.

“… I  b e l i e v e  y o u  a r e  r i g h t.” He grunted, swimming nearer to the hole that Tane was working on. “I  c a n n o t  s t a y  i n  t h i s  p o o l  m u c h  l o n g e r … “

[synesthetictaste-blog]

Tane had to smile. He had somehow gained the trust of the creature before him. “Well, how about I get you out of that pudding and into the open water then?”

He neared the pool again and kneeled. “I’m sure if you hold tight to me that we can get you back to the water soon.” He promised, offering his open arms. “It will only be a moment.”

[ask-nightvales-voice]

Splash (synesthetictaste)

[Your muse has decided to take a relaxing walk along the sea-shore. But then, they hear a little noise in the water. Send a ‘splash’ into my askbox, and my muse the mercreature will react to having been found trapped in a tide-pool by your muse.]

Cecil flicked his tail, sending himself to the other side of the small pool and away from this stranger. He was an up-walker, one of the Strange Ones that lived on land rather than the sea; Cecil had seen them from afar, but had always been cautioned against getting close. 

Now, he was trapped, separated from his home and any hopes of escape. Left without options, the mercreature settled for sinking low into the water, fangs bared as a warning.

[ask-nightvales-voice]

“I  d o n ‘ t  b e l i e v e   y o u.” Cecil rasped.

He growled softly, irritated at how weak and scratchy the sound was; the longer he spent out of deep water, the dryer his throat became. But there was no way he would ever trust an Up Walker to touch him.

Gritting his teeth, he shifted about uncomfortably, trying to submerge himself but still stay on the defensive. Finally, he was forced to lay on his belly, ducking his head beneath the water and getting several deep breaths; despite the position, he remained ready to attack at a moment’s notice, shoulders tense and tail twitching like an irritated cat.

[synesthetictaste-blog]

He watched and remained calm at the other moved to get more comfortable. He was amazed at how beautiful his fins glistened in the dim light of the sun. This really was a fascinating creature, as aggressive as he seemed to be.

“How about I dig a canal of sorts? There is bound to be a shovel somewhere, if not, I can just use my hands, but it will take a while.” He offered instead, thinking it would be a better idea than holding him. Was there a reason other than hatred of his kind? Would the oils of his skin hurt him like they do the slime coat of a normal fish?

[ask-nightvales-voice]

Taking a final gulp of water, Cecil reemerged, flicking his hair out of his eyes.

“A.. c a n a l ?” he echoed, voice smoother now that he’d spent time underwater. Regarding the man, he tipped his head to the side, obviously turning the offer over in his mind. “T h a t  w o u l d  b e … a p p r e c i a t e d.”

[synesthetictaste-blog]

“All right… let me find the shovel.” He glanced around and found no lofe guarding stands nearby. Wasn’t this still part of the public beach? After several minutes of meaningless search, he laughed as he turned back to the mercreature, “I guess I am using my hands.” Tane smiled as he nodded, “It might take a while.”

[ask-nightvales-voice]

“I’ m  n o t  g o i n g  a n y w h e r e.” Cecil replied.

At this point he guessed that the Up Walker was not an immediate threat, but Cecil didn’t let his guard down. Swimming to the far side of the pool, he made himself comfortable, leaning back against the sandy edge while keeping an eye on the other.

[synesthetictaste-blog]

Tane was diligent, but slow at his work. He managed to get a pretty deep hole going for him and paused to look at Cecil. "It would be beneficial for the both of us if I just picked you up and put you back in the ocean." He didn't stop digging though, knowing that the answer would be the same as the previous responses.

[synesthetictaste-blog]

Please reblog if you are okay with random starters, pre-established relationships and responses to ask memes. I need some new people to bug with starters & what nots. 

[khylee]

Psychology is a beautiful thing.

[psych2go]

Interesting! 

[fyp-psychology]

[wordsnquotes]

fyp-psychology:

Major Schools of Thought in Psychology

References

Hothersall, D. (1995). History of Psychology, 3rd ed. New York: Mcgraw-Hill.

Schacter, D. L., Wegner, D., and Gilbert, D. (2007). Psychology. New York: Worth Publishers

[mycroft-iceman-holmes]

Screw angst, make my muse genuinely smile in one sentence or less.

[askboxmemes]

What are your headcanons about me?

Just curious. 

[patrickthomson]

this is your periodic reminder that old-timey medicines did not fuck around

[mhalachai]

Yeah that’d probably handle a cough.

[she-who-shall-not-be-laid]

“skillfully combined with a number of other ingredients” what else did they fucking put in there

[dogmomdeluxe-deactivated2022062]

This picture is the definition of “just fuck me up”

[acidicchemistry-blog]

//Mun is going to visit family up north until monday! Haven’t seen them in six years. I do not know yet the status of my internet, but leave asks, memes, starters, m!a’s and fill my ask box and I’ll answer them when I can!

[synesthetictaste-blog]

Same mun, fill my ask box as well!

[ask-nightvales-voice]

“Ever heard of a scientist named Carlos?” Cecil asked bitterly, “Your company had quite the bounty out for him when he and his team of scientists were working to save the town.”

[synesthetictaste-blog]

“Carlos? Can’t say that I have.” He shook his head. “Is that the name of your boyfriend? I’m sure we can help you find him.” He wasn’t quite sure about this bounty and town saving, but he knew that this man was distressed. “if he is in the otherworld, I’m sure we can find him when we find our missing person.”

[ask-nightvales-voice]

“It is.”

His gaze snapped to the other at the offer, violet eyes blazing. “I will never accept help from your hellish company!” he spat, “He may be trapped in the Desert Otherworld, but Carlos will find his own way out, without Strex!!”

[synesthetictaste-blog]

This poor man really did have a vendetta against the company he worked for. “Again, I apologize for the actions the company I am employed with has done towards you and your boyfriend. Is there anything that I, personally, can do? I can hear you out.”

[ask-nightvales-voice]

All at once the fight drained from Cecil’s body, his shoulders slumping as if in exhaustion.

“No, there’s nothing you can do,” he said tiredly. “What’s done is done, and I can only wait for Carlos to come home.”

[synesthetictaste-blog]

It wasn’t subtle, that was for sure. He could practically taste the sound of his resignation. “I’m sure he will hurry back as soon as he can. From the sound of it, you two are extremely close. I can understand that is devastating.” Tane nodded, “But... You need not be vengeful, instead, thoughtful and work with him and others trying to support you.”

[synesthetictaste-blog]

(didn’t know what to do here tbh)

Congrats! Here is your Pokemon Team! Blitzle, Bellossom, Nidoran (M), Pidove, Shinx, and Cacnea! (I’m requesting all people who are sent Pokemon @ my in the post when they post it too :3)

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“What a tasteful team! I’m sure they will work well against any opponent!”

@deepthroatxxxpalmer

[deepthroatxxxpalmer-blog]

I will put a Pokemon team in the submit of any Welcome To Night Vale Roleplayer who Reblogs this, I may set a limit, but for now go crazy- one per person, if your blog is Multi-Muse then maybe I will give more than one, but have fun!

Pokemon will be based on aesthetic or personality depending on how well I know your blog.

[synesthetictaste-blog]

mistress-strex started following you! "Oh, hello Ma'am, how are you doing this colorful day?"

[constantquibbling-deactivated20]

a psa about memes:

if we’ve never interacted, send the meme.

if we interact all the time, send the meme.

if you’re not sure if I ship it, send the meme.

if you’re not sure if it fits, send the meme.

if you’ve sent me a meme before, send another.

if you’ve sent me a thousand memes, send another.

if in doubt, send the meme.

I love memes. all the memes. forever.

[ask-nightvales-voice]

Splash (synesthetictaste)

[Your muse has decided to take a relaxing walk along the sea-shore. But then, they hear a little noise in the water. Send a ‘splash’ into my askbox, and my muse the mercreature will react to having been found trapped in a tide-pool by your muse.]

Cecil flicked his tail, sending himself to the other side of the small pool and away from this stranger. He was an up-walker, one of the Strange Ones that lived on land rather than the sea; Cecil had seen them from afar, but had always been cautioned against getting close. 

Now, he was trapped, separated from his home and any hopes of escape. Left without options, the mercreature settled for sinking low into the water, fangs bared as a warning.

[ask-nightvales-voice]

“I  d o n ‘ t  b e l i e v e   y o u.” Cecil rasped.

He growled softly, irritated at how weak and scratchy the sound was; the longer he spent out of deep water, the dryer his throat became. But there was no way he would ever trust an Up Walker to touch him.

Gritting his teeth, he shifted about uncomfortably, trying to submerge himself but still stay on the defensive. Finally, he was forced to lay on his belly, ducking his head beneath the water and getting several deep breaths; despite the position, he remained ready to attack at a moment’s notice, shoulders tense and tail twitching like an irritated cat.

[synesthetictaste-blog]

He watched and remained calm at the other moved to get more comfortable. He was amazed at how beautiful his fins glistened in the dim light of the sun. This really was a fascinating creature, as aggressive as he seemed to be.

“How about I dig a canal of sorts? There is bound to be a shovel somewhere, if not, I can just use my hands, but it will take a while.” He offered instead, thinking it would be a better idea than holding him. Was there a reason other than hatred of his kind? Would the oils of his skin hurt him like they do the slime coat of a normal fish?

[ask-nightvales-voice]

Taking a final gulp of water, Cecil reemerged, flicking his hair out of his eyes.

“A.. c a n a l ?” he echoed, voice smoother now that he’d spent time underwater. Regarding the man, he tipped his head to the side, obviously turning the offer over in his mind. “T h a t  w o u l d  b e … a p p r e c i a t e d.”

[synesthetictaste-blog]

"All right... let me find the shovel." He glanced around and found no lofe guarding stands nearby. Wasn't this still part of the public beach? After several minutes of meaningless search, he laughed as he turned back to the mercreature, "I guess I am using my hands." Tane smiled as he nodded, "It might take a while."