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[platonic-f-o-things]

So…I’ve been meaning to send something about that wonderful imaginary friend of mine, my platonic f/o, for a while, but I’ve been a bit embarrassed to do so. I think I can finally do it, and just gush about him for a little while.

So…G is not human. You probably wouldn’t be able to tell from a distance, since he looks more or less human, if a little uncanny (/pos), but he is actually a powerful alien entity from an unknown higher dimension! This is actually one of the reasons I’ve been so nervous about talking about my platonic selfship with him, because I was worried that people would find me “cringe” for imagining that an interdimensional reality bender far above anything humans can comprehend would ever care about me enough to consider me his friend, but the very idea of his existence is so oddly comforting to me.

“It is true that there are horrors beyond our comprehension in our worlds, but there are wonders beyond our comprehension out there also. I know, because my best friend is one of them.”

-my self-insert.

So, in the source material, G is extremely enigmatic, with his glowing eyes and odd manner of speaking and his unknown motives and strange power over time and space. But I’ve always noticed signs that he is not indifferent to humanity, wanting to understand us better, to guide us in the right direction, possibly even growing fond of us as a species and the games’ protagonists whom he works through to achieve his goals. Now, I gotta admit I am quite the existentialist, and as the dark corners of my mind were once filled with the fear of the unknown and the unknowable, G terrified me at first. But throughout my playthroughs of the games, the image of him watching over me from the distance slowly became something reassuring, almost like a guardian angel. My version of G became a reflection of my view of the unknown itself: perhaps a little frightening from a distance, but gentle and fascinating once you get to know him. He is the cosmos that cares, the infinite being that smiles down at us, the Comforting Otherworldliness, and I now know him personally and love him as surely as if he were family.

As I realized how happy he made me, I slowly imagined myself getting to know G better, and I view him as my otherworldly companion, my Star Man (waiting in the sky/ly), my best friend from Somewhere Else. I’ve been writing a fanfic about exploring the void and different dimensions with him, and I was even confident enough to upload that fic to AO3. But he isn’t the only one who showed me his world, as I happily taught him everything I know about Earth and humanity, as he is still rather unfamiliar with it, and he finds it as beautiful and fascinating as I find everything he has shown me.

I’m honestly just glad to have him by my side, always ready to hold my hand from beyond the veil of our reality.

~stars-n-freckles45

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That’s so incredibly beautiful! Thank you for sharing! 🥹💕

I want to say that first of all, selfshipping is never cringe! It’s an expression of truth! It’s an expression of real relationships you have with characters!

Humanity isn’t insignificant. It’s vast, wonderful, and beautifully-diverse! G learned this through observing earth, I’m sure, but he also learns it through his friendship with you!

He’s beyond honored to protect you each and every day, and to show you that while the vastness of the unknown may seem daunting, it isn’t so different from Earth!

Everyone everywhere has a heart, and he’ll protect you with all of his heart! From every earthy terror to every possible existentialist doubt that might sneak into your mind. 🥺

My personal philosophy is that existentialism is a fear of the unknown, and that the ultimate fate of our universe is much more forgiving than people predict.

I hope that gives you a little solace! And I hope that G gently reminds you that peace will always be with us, every day, in big and in small ways!

[oceisastar]

sorry for using ur askbox as google but what is degrees of lewdity/do you think its worth getting into? i love your content and would love to have context for it!

MDNI

aww hi darling! thank you for the sweet words

HEAVY TW MENTIONS BELOW / READ WITH CAUTION

basically, it's a choice-heavy text-based game where you play as player character (known as 'pc' for short) & you try to survive in a very fucked up town where people are constantly having sex with each other. you can customize player sex (female, male, or hermaphrodite) but not pronouns. you can also choose the sexes of romanceable characters and npcs. there's a little sprite person you can customize and style and they'll show up in the top left of your screen, as well as during 'fights' (sexual encounters). however, for darker-skinned pcs, the game has an issue with displaying the right skin tone, so your pc may be very yellow in the center screen display like mine 😅

the game is not for the light-hearted. there are a lot of really fucked up things that can happen (many of which you can toggle on and off), but that can be really jarring if you don't know what you're getting yourself into. it's not a wholesome, feel-good type game, and there are very dark elements to a lot of it (e.g. inc*st, s*x tr*fficking, b**stiality). you can toggle/avoid some of these elements, but some of them are present in the game no matter what you choose.

the game primarily centers around sex (though you can romance some characters, that's just not the main point of it), and many of the encounters are aggressive and in a lot of cases, non-consensual. I play on the most vanilla settings I can manage, and even then, sometimes it's too much for me.

i think if you know your limits and choose to take what's meaningful to you, it can be fun. I really love characters like robin, and those sweet moments make it worth it for me. in general, I would try reading some degrees of lewdity content on tumblr and see if that's your jam. the writing tends to reflect the intensity of content in the game (sometimes more so, sometimes less) so that will give you an idea of player tastes.

you can always try it and stop if you feel uncomfortable or overwhelmed. hope that helps 🥰

[platonic-f-o-things]

srry about this but just a small vent: so one of my dad f/os is this evil genius super villain with the whole “im surrounded by idiots” vibe and while i try to imagine that he’d be nicer with me and be proud it’s just kinda hard bc of past experiences so ig im just looking for reassurance??? srry srry i just needed to say something

You don't need to be sorry! ;^;

Your father f/o loves you very much, anon. I'm sorry you had past experiences that made you feel like he wouldn't be nice to you.

He always makes sure to look after you first. You're what he fights for. He cares about your health and mental wellbeing because you are so, so worthy of love.

Being a villain f/o just means he'll stand his ground firmly if anyone tries to mess with you! He'll protect you no matter what, and you can always, always find comfort in his arms.

Anon, you're worthy of love from your f/os and from real people. Please always remember that you're wonderful, and a blessing. Thank you for existing! Please take breaks and treat yourself today.

Maybe your father f/o can take you out for ice cream, or whatever treat you'd like!

[platonic-f-o-things]

small vent: i f/o'd a parent to cope with my awful irl parents but i'm finding it so hard to believe that he loves me for real :') i keep trying to tell myself there's no reason to be scared of him but my brain keeps insisting that there's no such thing as a parent who could always be understanding and kind and never yell at me

Hey there, anon. I'm really sorry to  hear all of that. ;;

Please know that your f/os love you, and that you are worthy of love. This is going to get a bit heavy, so I’ll keep it under a cut.

Sometimes when people who are close to us (like family members) say harsh, hurtful things, their words cut deeper than we’d like them to.

But the wonderful thing about your f/o is that he understands you better than anyone else. Even when things look bleak, he's by your side, holding your hand through any harsh scoldings you might face. Gritting his teeth, scowling, and reluctantly holding his tongue when you put up with unsympathetic people. In the quiet, hard moments, he makes sure you’re taken care of, and gives you all of the attention and affection you need. 

Anon, he does these things because he loves you. Because you are so, so worthy of love, no matter what your irl parents say.

[platonic-f-o-things]

hi! i come to gush about Aizawa, from mha. he's a father figure for me, because my dad is........ *cough* anyways, i just think his character is amazing as well. he's a great father/parental figure for people who have parental issues and i think thats great. and he's just.. iddek, he seems like a dad who would just... adopt you if he knew your parents sucked *cough* todo *cough* anyways.. apologies for the non-sense making, heh... have a nice day and drink water!

Ooo, Aizawa!! Yes, he takes pride in taking very good care of you, anon! 💖

I love Aizawa a lot, too, and this ask makes perfect sense to me! He always wants you to be patient with yourself, anon, and it’s important to him that you prioritize self-care. He’ll always be there to remind you to eat, drink, and sleep enough. This got a bit long (and heavy/mushy), so I’m putting the rest under the cut!

Don’t worry, anon— Aizawa’s your dad now! Forget that other guy. Family is who you choose to keep in your life, not who’s related to you by blood.

And another thing— hang in there. Aizawa and I love you, believe in you, and care about you a lot.

[familiaanteomnia]

The more frustrated he got, the more undoing his tie got impossible. Dressed to the nines; wanting to cut the suit to shreds. Get it off him as fast was possible and set fire to it in a metal trash bin. Suit jacket already ditched onto the floor, shoes kicked more like flung away. 

Oh what he would give to even just forget the whole day. Next in the process after getting into comfortable clothing. Tie finally undone he threw it hard; hard enough to sting if it had actually hit somebody. 

Had left his dorm door open because like anybody would be passing by. Or visiting him. Not that he’d even considered anything bit too lost, drunk on the mess unraveling with him. 

[godzexperiment]

containment measures initiated

Every single part of him could be torn apart and put back together. It often was; the one exception to all that being his wings. The only times they even got the faintest pain was when he pushed his limits. Alone, loops in the space he existed in- using every bit of strength and then some. Until some part of him couldn't take it anymore. Till his form crumpled to the ground, trembling from the ordeal of it and he often couldn't help but just bide his time. Waiting for the shakiness to drift away so he could try harder. An mental record being kept of each and every instance. Of all the times spent messing with the not good enough weapons, or too powerful ones. Working on his ability to make all sorts of micro adjustments to his footing. It served no purpose aside something to do. When the space was empty. Just left to his own devices. And maybe his maker was aware of it or not. Yet never was he really instructed to knock it off; even when silver scars formed on his fingertips from making an mistake. Not taken away- marks left there maybe meant to be an reminder. Yet it just served to not make such an error again, an challenge. And it's no real surprise that freedom didn't change these habits, the behavior of it. Putting gravity into the mix; things like pebbles and hard ground. Space to actually be wounded by different means. New challenges, new limits to push to their breaking points. Hurtling through the sky at speeds he was built for. Controlled falling, accidental crash landings were only some of the results. Feeling his wings catch him as he was about to hit the ground. Or the way they'd move to slow him down so he only bloodied up his knees. Tumbling too hard into the ground and needing time to recover. Little twirls of his boot in dirt, kicking up dirt and at other times making as much an impact he could to make even an little noise. Even if it meant his whole body trembled all that much more from the impact. Did any of it count as showing off- if it was all for him, in the name of improving and learning for no real practical reason?

[godzexperiment]

containment measures for this sampling of dizzying nix sentiment

Every person has an finite amount of encounters, time to them. Faces he'd remember forever but only an handful of seconds passing by them. And for Nix that time was often far more fleeting. Given he'd never been made to connect with others. It was an odd perspective, sentiment. Sure he could have longer periods of connection but it was always going to be finite. With mortals especially. Perhaps he always cut it short himself even when all of creation was limitless. Can't be upset about the inevitable parting of ways for whatever reason. If he didn't dream of bigger increments. Couldn't go sour if left it on an high note of an nice few hours or encounters. Maybe also thinking it'd build up some reserve time. For the really special ones. Or to perhaps not find out the cosmic pains of parted ways once got to know his siblings. Traces of shrapnel from experiences in heaven. Of the whole hassle of creation's abandonment.

And he cherished the finite so it wasn't all just suffering. Or self ruination. Was beautiful in so very many ways. Something about blink and you miss it laughter. Or holding the door open for some human who wouldn't think of the kind gesture later. Entanglements in the sheets that were never going to be anything afterwards. Were no less mesmerizing than the ones that spanned here or there for an week.

Finite. Though really with an memory like his it all was an hazy star cluster anyways.