#-meme

[kagami--uchiha]

My muse will tell yours an embrassing secret or fact about themselves

"Lord Hashiramaaa... there are no embarassing secrets about me..." Kagami said, his cheeks coloring in that really deep shade of red. One that said, that yes! There definitely are embarassing secrets to share.

Hashirama held eye-contact.. and smiled. That expectant, kind smile and Kagami felt his resolve crumbling. Very... Very... Veeeeeeery slowly.

The Uchiha's pout was one that more spoke of him giving up his resolve, not one where he was sad about sharing. "Well okay! Okay... You know.. Ofentimes when I am alone I like to do stupid stuff. Not learnign to cook no, I have given up on that a long time ago. But I was curious, okay? I was very curious. And you see-.. I have that one female friend, that I am not going to name, but she slept over at mine the other night and she forgot ... that one really pretty undershirt at mine... and you see-.. the fabric always feels so nice and-.. I thought.. why not try it on? And well... Women and men aren't build the same, right? Like I got into that shirt... But I didn't get out of it!!" He put his hands infront of his face to hide the blush. "I even had to seek out Torifu to help me out of it! Now not only was that embarrassing to do, because he didn't stop giggling the whole time but I can't even give her her shirt back because it's now so stretched out, that she would punch me through 5 dimensions before I come back home!"

[morphogenetic]

okay in mildly funnier news. someone asked me last month if i take commissions (bc they saw my lltbp!gerard cosplay at a con) and while i dont bc i would have to charge WAY too much fucking money [for quality that i dont think i can deliver] / don't really have the time for it. i now know theyre planning on doing that outfit for a con that's in like 2 months. and while i dont regret not taking that commission At All bc i am genuinely busy as hell when im not being weird about this band. oh my god dude. if you have any kind of job you cannot make that outfit in 2 months. good luck

[rv-data]

[meme]

[pomchiie]

Life is falling apart around me (it really isn't, it just feels like it, i'm doing okay and healing is hard but you're allowed to be a whiny bitch about it sometimes) and today is one of those days where you just wanna disappear off the face of the earth for a day or turn your brain off and do your chores on autopilot so your self hatred doesn't gnaw away at you unendingly, but I just saw a post about Rigby insistently asking whether Mordecai would fuck girl-him and basing his self esteem off of that a little too hard and suddenly the world seems a little more okay again

[spymeister]

Angerona: What is the best way to relieve them of pain or sorrow? What do they do to help themselves?

Felicitas: Do they believe in luck? What do they consider their greatest success(es)?

Angerona:

Before the war, it had been to go dancing- or to run the different highways of Cybertron. The need to express emotional turmoil had always come out in some form of physicality. Despite his carefully cultivated reputation of being something of a berth-hopper, he actively doesn't seek out interface unless he absolutely needs the sensation of a frame, field, and mechanism with him.

Occasionally, he'd sang songs- played memory files of individuals and family members he's left behind. Sometimes he has images and holographs of those that he's lost. Everything changed after the war, of course.

Now- he seeks comfort where he can find it. There's no more roads to run on, to turn his hovers on and let his engine redline. There's no more buildings taller than the mountains on Earth for him to climb and watch the mechanisms below. He's lost so much of what was his coping mechanisms that he has become somewhat mal-adaptive. He bottles up now when he shouldn't, pretends everything is all right- when it isn't. He's learned how to hide the worst of what hurts him because every one else's pain is so much worse than his.

It's easier to concentrate on that, than the pieces of him inside that aren't fitting right anymore. That he's more a shattered mirror than a whole individual.

At the same time- caring for other people helps. He enjoys, genuinely enjoys- watching someone light up at a small gift, or enjoying listening to him talking or singing. Like everyone else, he's extremely touch-starved, so he's tactile, perhaps to the point of annoyance. He's not clingy, but he prefers to be in close quarters with other mechanisms. The coldness and alien-ness of being alone plays merry hell with his systems and his processor.

The best way is to literally just take time with him. Spend that time with him. Talk to him, let him know you're there. Just treat him like he's someone worth spending time with. It'll go a long way to easing what hurts.

Felicitas:

Jazz does and doesn't believe in luck. He believes that you make your own fate, but that you should absolutely take advantage of any opportunity of chance that comes your way. He believes that with the right amount of luck and steering- you can get those opportunities to fall in line for you.

A great many of his successes that have happened are like that. There's no real plan, no real tactical guide on what he's doing- only that an opportunity falls into his lap, and he rolls with it.

His greatest success will always blowing the shit out of Darkmount. That building has been a stain on his citystate since the time of the Functionalists, and he'll continue to take it down any chance he gets.

One day, he hopes Shockwave is in it when he does.

[dontmakeitweiird]

Any opinion on that lizard troll species? Leodarins, I think?

“The Leodarin? Yes, that’s right.”

“They’re secretive, so I don’t know too much of them. The one I do know gave me a good impression, though.”

[dontmakeitweiird]

The all important question 👀 - Thoughts on me.

“Vicious woman. Great with blades when they’re aimed at your back.”

“...good fun, though. Far from noble, but brilliantly skilled in combat. Dare I say fearless?”