This Started With An Idea I Had A Few Days Ago That Turned Into A Very Clear Image, It Was Supposed To

as a heavily aroace/sort of repulsed guy who happens to be really into biology and weird sorta relationships, having people interpret your VERY nonsexual specbio/hcs/characters/storylines as something sexualised is always so goddamn uncomfortable

Why isn't anything working?

I don't want anyone else to go away. I don't want anyone else to go missing. I'm sorry for everything!

huh? what is this stuff? why wont it stop?

The world if neurotypicals learnt to communicate properly

the thing that destroys me about eveline is that she knows how damaged she is. she knows she hurts people. she lashes out and she destroys things and she finds fun it it but at the end of the day she wants to be loved. she wants to be treated kindly. she wants a dad and a mom and she wants them to love her. but she knows, no matter how long she and ethan spend together in death, in the mold, that he won't ever forgive her. he can't ever forgive her. he may make peace with her existence, and he may be occasionally kind to her, but he cannot ever forgive, and he cannot ever love her. and it's all eveline's fault. she has no one to blame but herself. she knows killing rose won't make ethan love her, but she's already dug her hole too deep. if she's gone this far, she might as well do something to try and make herself feel better. killing rose doesn't do anything - for eveline, killing rose would be like smashing a vase at the wall. feels good in the moment, but then you have to clean it up, and it doesn't fix anything. she's already lost ethan. what's the harm in adding another stick to the fire?

eveline is every child with behavior issues' worst fear come to reality. sure, it's not entirely your fault that you're like this. but you've done so much. you keep hurting people and hurting people and hurting people and acting out. and you can beg for love and beg for forgiveness but you'll never get it. her "birth" mother, Miranda, didn't want her. her "adoptive" mother, Mia, didn't want her. and her "father", Ethan, doesn't want her. no matter where she goes, no matter how much she tries, no one wants her. and she has to sit with that for eternity. she can't grow or change- she's permanently stuck with the emotional capabilities of a 10 year old. she sits out eternity in pain. poor, poor, eveline. she was doomed from the start.

there's a scene that just appeared in my head one day and has been living there rent free ever since

Black is sitting on his bed reading Lord of the Flies. in a very demonstrative way. it's more of a statement than anything else. he even holds the book in a certain way, making sure everybody can see the cover

well, everyone exept for Blind, obviously

so Sphinx leans over to Blind and says: "Black is reading Lord of the Flies with the most pretentious and idiotic look on his face"

microdosing on catharsis by watching a fictional character or persona i relate to have an emotional breakdown until my chest starts to ache from the amount i’ve repressed

im sorry but i cannot stop thinking about isha's pastel memories that play during her sacrifice scene.

look at how full of colour this beautiful fuckin shot is:

it's been well established in episodes 4-6 how grim and dark the undercity has become under cait and ambessa's new rule. but look at how isha sees/remembers it - because of jinx.

jinx, who went through a severe childhood trauma that has carried over into her present self - she covers extremely destructive weapons and grenades in bright pinks and blues, neons, childlike doodles, graffiti. (joy and destruction, powder and jinx, a contrast so striking it becomes like a signature for her).

and then we see the world through isha's eyes. when we meet her in episode 2, she's running through sewers, from goons dressed in black; it's grimy and grim. and then all of her recent memories are done in these childlike pastel, almost crayon-y sketches. because what isha saw was jinx covering a dark and grim world in colours.

and so isha covered her world in colour, too.

because jinx made her world bright.

isha looked at jinx and saw the child in her. she saw powder and she saw jinx. she saw joy and destruction. and that's why jinx gave isha so much hope. isha knew the world was grim and dark - but then she watched jinx, and she learned that you can paint over all that grim darkness with neon blue spray paint.

that's why isha believed in hope. that's why in her final moments - in a scene that is lit dimly and dramatically - she sees nothing but a bright world coloured in pastels.

never underestimate the hope of a child.

You can't spell Lemon without Emo or whatever...

Anyway, it's a gift for my bestie's birthday. I asked them what other crossdressing ideas they have for Leon and they said they wanted emo girl Leon. I was like ok bb👌

Anyways, emo girl Leon feat. Ashley

What if Doey's stalker form is his "real" form and most of the time he's actually making an effort to stay in his friendly Doughman shape?

...Kinda wish I'd thought of this before writing Second Chances but I could possibly retcon stuff or just use the idea in a different story.

But the idea of him reverting to that form while sleeping or when he actually feels fully at ease/relaxed (as compared to always being on guard and putting on a brave face in Safe Haven) is...intriguing.

(It would also kinda explain the size difference, it seems to me that compacting himself to a smaller size would be easier than making himself huge. But that's getting into "the science magic works the way I say the science magic works" territory.)

DROP ON ALL FOURS. DROP DOWN ON ALL FOURS.

He's absolutely capable of it, his body maybe find it even more comfortable moving around like this but it would hurt his ego to move just like an animal or his experiments. So he just mimics the way humans walk