finding the answer

anonymous asked:

Hi! I just wondered, do you have a favourite world war 1 photograph?

“Favourite” is an awkward way to put it, and there are too many powerful photographs from the war to choose from.

Yet this blog’s avatar comes to mind. It is a photograph of a German uhlan, a cavalryman, on October 14, 1914.

The Great War is a story of large structures: endless battles with millions of casualties, an enormous growth of state power, mass oppression and cruelty and death. In terms of individuals and numbers it is literally impossible to visualize or understand. As the soldier and playwright Ernst Toller wrote, “We were all of us cogs in a great machine which sometimes rolled forward, nobody knew where, sometimes backwards, nobody knew why.”

Who knows what happened to this man afterwards? Maybe this was the last photo taken of him. As a soldier in the horrendously bloody battles of autumn 1914 on the Western Front, it is likely he did not survive.

It is not a moment of great feeling, neither triumph nor tragedy. Its subject is insignificant in the grand scheme of things. He is easy to distance yourself from; the photo is black-and-white, he wears old-fashioned clothing. 

Yet I felt this snapshot captured a brief moment of humanity in a dehumanizing, industrial war. Here is a human being fully alive, happy, handsome, a slight smirk on his face; proud perhaps in his dashing uniform? He has an emotional inner life, family, loved ones, just like any of us.

It is the same sense of individual humanity we can get from other photos of the war: A Scottish factory worker defiantly presents her tattoos remembering fallen friends. A Tanzanian man parts from his family to go fight on a distant continent for colonial oppressors. These photographs are just as powerful, if not more. We mourn the death of soldiers every November 11, but often forget workers, women, imperial subjects, and all others who participated in the war, often with far less choice and equal suffering as the men in the trenches.

But simply by reminding me of one individual life in the massive scope of the Great War, I find this rushed battlefield portrait touching. Perhaps others will find it moving too.

Harsh Aspects in Generational Planets

I did not include conjunct aspects because they’re not always harsh, it can be a harmonious aspect as well. I can make a separate post abt conjuncts in generational planets if y’all want tho. Just let me know (: 

SQUARES: CHALLENGES

Jupiter/Saturn- to learn to stick to one objective at a time until they’ve completed it. Greatest difficulty is they expect too much of themselves, making it impossible to accomplish high goals. Need to learn to accept their limitations. 
Jupiter/Uranus- to learn to be tolerant of other ppl, other view points, ppl who learn slower than them/ Important to learn to be patient with others and let go of the importance of time. Might get carried away with new ideas/concepts they believe everyone needs immediately. Let others believe what they believe without forcing them to change. 

Jupiter/Neptune- to learn to be realistic abt ppl and their faults. Apt to view some ppl thru rose-colored glasses and others much more harshly. Placing ppl on pedestals only leads to disappointment. Accept that ppl are a blend of good and bad, not just one thing. 

Jupiter/Pluto- to learn humility, patience, and tolerance. Have a strong will to succeed but some want that success for ego power. Remember that a true leader n successful person works for the ppl, rather than themselves. Might be overly invested in religiosity. 

Saturn/Uranus- to learn how to relax and release tensions gradually, rather than letting tensions to build up to the point of bursting in a more uncontrolled way. Bursts of anger might be used to release inner tension. A tension that comes from wanting to do one thing when they’re supposed to be doing another. When they learn to accomplish the required tasks they can go after what they want.

Saturn/Neptune- to seek spirituality rather than achievement of material success in society. Feelings of loneliness/uncertainty can’t be appeased even if they’re at the top of their career. This is a past life atonement placement. Seeking spiritual riches instead of material ones will bring peace.

Saturn/Pluto- to learn to be flexible. They hate any kind of change and will resist strongly. Desire to be in authority will cause them to be tested many times with seemingly impossible obstacles. Those challenges exist to teach them to flow more easily with changes and learn humility. As they transform negative traits in themselves, this will show up most in their natal moon sign traits. This aspect causes a lot of emotional turmoil so that they will want to find answers about life.

Uranus/Neptune- to have an open mind to all new ideas related to different religions/institutions/philosophies. They might prefer philosophies that have some structure and are already accepted by society. Very intuitive with psychic potential. They experience emotional turmoil that may lead them to seek relief thru bizarre religious concept, dark magic, or substances (drugs). It would be better for them to seek emotional release thru creative outlets and other, healing magic. 

Uranus/Pluto- to learn to become independent. They have an intuitive awareness of need to stand alone but that causes a lot of inner distress because of an emotional need to lean on the ones they love. They will experience a lot of change and upheavals in life which makes them uneasy or insecure. 

OPPOSITES: AWARENESS TO DEVELOP

Jupiter/Saturn- must be more patient with themselves. Unable to live up to what they expect of themselves, might feel like what they do isn’t good enough. Might move a lot, change jobs a lot but they don’t seem to advance in the way they want. Their lives become one of many reversals, having to learn same lessons over and over again. Must learn to accept themselves as they are.

Jupiter/Uranus- develop self as not too rigid or self-righteous about goals n philosophies. They probably developed ideas abt philosophy early in life but need to recognize that everyone has their own right to build an opinion. Respect other ppl’s rights to seek their own path. 

Jupiter/Neptune- learning to accept ppl n the world as they are, not how they wish the world/ppl to be. By accepting life n ppl as they are, ,they can release their disappointment. Use Jupiter’s optimism, tempered with some realism, and this placement will not be distressful.

Jupiter/Pluto- respecting other ppl’s viewpoints and learning humility. Can obtain success thru learning these traits. Good intuitive powers which causes them to think they’re always right. “This is what I have come to believe, but it might not be true !” Is a good phrase to learn and accept. 

Saturn/Uranus- desire to be responsible and be free is creating inner tension. Might have difficulty working in cooperative relationships because they become frustrated with having to do what other ppl want them to do. They should examine personal relationships to decide what about the other person causes them to be irritated/frustrated. Address the issues to overcome the issues in a constructive release of tension.

Saturn/Neptune- must learn to trust ppl again. They have an inborn fear from other lifetimes when they lost everything by force. Lesson in tihs lifetime is to recognize unimportance of collecting material wealth and concentrate energies toward spiritual pursuits. Learn to appreciate their possessions and other achievements but feel also prepared to let go of them at any moment.

Saturn/Pluto- learning to cooperate with others in peace and understanding. This is an atonement aspect from other lives. Could be a stepping stone into great personal/soul growth. Have been too domineering in former lifetimes and now have to learn to listen to other ppl’s viewpoints with an open mind. They need to learn to compromise with others, requiring humility, patience, and hard work.

Uranus/Neptune- there is a need to study many different philosophies. It’s easy for them to feel they have all the truth and they can stop searching or learning. Spiritual growth is never ending. Could easily become a religious fanatic or deeply protective of established institutions. Emotional intensity can be released in the same way as the square- creative pursuits and healing magic.

Uranus/Pluto- there is a need for them to see and appreciate other ppl’s viewpoints. They have an intellectual way of approaching life but are also very curious to know what is in their unconscious mind. They would benefit a lot from seeking knowledge concerning the mystery of their subconscious. 
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finally, the family AU backstory!!!

i’m SO unsatisfied with this lmao,, this is gonna be so cliché/cheesy…. //cries. also fast storyline bc i want to make this quite short. i think it’s going to be in 5 parts but i’m not sure yet! twitter

part two

wintergaurdianoffun  asked:

Hey your character analysis thing is really good, could you do one for our sunny boy hunk? please

Sure enough, here is Hunk for you, @my-new-obsessions and everyone else that asked!! :D WHY I LOVE HUNK:

  • The Anxiety™
  • has troubles focusing his eyes when he’s tired
  • talks with his whole body
  • “am I the only one still pretending to be excited?”
  • has no problems with reading other people’s diaries and talking about what’s in there if it fits the situation 
  • openly admitted to wanting to go back to his family
  • saltiest child
  • makes himself smaller when scared (which is often)
  • is the only one to point out how weird certain situations actually are
  • IS SO STRONG WHAT EVEN
  • *stares* “are you trying to see if I’m turning purple?” *staring intensifies* “noooooooooooooooooo-
  • makes puns
  • refused to kick Pidge because “what no we’re friends”
  • O_O
  • can be surprisingly determined if he has set his mind on something
  • calls his lion “boy”, implying that it’s male
  • so smart?????????????? he understands how alien machines work within 0.2 seconds????? i’m in awe
  • tried to hide with the Arusians 
  • had no problems with running into a known trap if it meant saving shay
  • grabs people when he panics
  • “does it always have to be about Zarkon?”
  • H E ’ S   A   L E G,, ,
  • voices his feelings constantly but never forces other people to react to them
  • actually has a legit fan that would travel the universe to find him
  • had a lot of problems with nausea when it came to flying, but he seems to have gotten a lot better already
  • is an amazing cook and loves trying out new food
  • absolutely hated how Zarkon treated the Balmerans 
  • cries easily
  • accidentally saved the day through making uneatable cookies
  • seems to be Lance’s (and Pidge’s) impulse control
  • his bayard transformation for Voltron is the coolest shit??? he just hits every single target and can shoot multiple bullets at once???? who needs a sword when they have that
  • shows affection easily and openly 
  • talked to the Balmera as if it was a dog
  • snores loudly
  • when he’s right: “I KNEW IT AND HERE ARE ALL THE REASONS WHY I WAS RIGHT FROM THE VERY BEGINNING-” when he’s wrong: “yeeeeah I guess you have a point” *sheepish smile*
  • fist bumped Coran
  • talks a lot and isn’t always aware of all of the stuff that comes out of his mouth
  • always gets the worst missions assigned


[keith] [keith with meta improvement] [lance] [pidge] [shiro] [allura] [coran]

For being someone who’s always sleeping or talking about sleeping or wishing he were asleep Aizawa sure likes being up late at night, doesn’t he

who would have thought I’d have found yet another reason for finding this man relatable

cryptidsanonymous  asked:

I just read everything in your gods and monsters series and wow I am in awe. I am absolutely blown away by your writing it's beautiful the Icarus one had me staring at a wall for ten minutes afterwards absorbing what I'd just read. anywhoozle, I love everything you've written and not to rush or pressure you or anything but I was wondering if perhaps we could get more of the greek mythology stories?

a continuation of this


Caeneus has only ever had two loves in his life.

First is the sea. He’s loved her his whole life, heard her siren song from the time he had long curly hair and still tolerated being put in dresses and called a girl. He loves the sea like his parents go to temple, in an unmovable and inexplicable way that he no longer questions.

Second is Poseidon. Foolish, but so achingly kind. He’s a man who professes his wish to master the sea without ever really understanding it, and Caeneus smiles and kisses the stress lines from his brow but does not worry.

The sea has never loved him back, and it never will. She is power and coldness and loss, and her beauty is in her tragedy. Poseidon is warmth and thoughtfulness and strong hands on his hips. He is nothing like the sea, and he will never rule it.

Caeneus knows this, and he’s relieved by it. Poseidon loves him back. Poseidon is not the sea.

Then he wakes up to his lover’s lips on his neck, cold enough that flinches away from the sensation, and for a terrifying moment he doesn’t recognize the person touching him as the man he loves.

“I can do it now,” he whispers, and cool fingers splay against his waist, “I can make you the man you want to be.”

Caeneus wants the body that men usually have, wants people to stop looking at him and seeing a woman. But if Poseidon had asked, he would have told him – Caeneus would choose his lover over a new body, would rather live as he does now than have Poseidon harm himself for his benefit.

But he did not ask, so Caeneus closes his eyes and accepts the gift his lover is so eager to give him.

~

Amphitrite has never had a heart before.

She was the sea, and what she desired, she took. Men, women – she wanted, and she had, and then she moved on.

But the heart in her chest is softer, warmer. It turns her pearl hued skin pink and makes her swim to the surface to watch the sun set, makes something like empathy stir inside her when before all she had was selfishness.

The heart in her chest is in love, and she thought it was something she could control, something she could stop. It’s not. It will be one day, when she masters this heart in her chest, but not yet. She spends hours following Caeneus as he sails her seas, guides fish into his net and feels her borrowed heart beat that much faster whenever he pears into the ocean and she catches sigh of his gorgeous amber eyes.

So she says to Poseidon, “You spend too much time on the shore for a god of the sea.”

He glances at her, and his eyes are green just like hers, are cold and uncaring just like hers used to be. She wonders what her eyes look like now. “Caeneus is on the shore.”

“Bring him here if you’re so concerned with your mortal,” she says, focusing on weaving shells into her hair and giving the impression that she couldn’t care less what he does with his mortal plaything. “The palace is big enough.”

He stops and turns to her, eyebrow raised. “You do not mind me bringing him here?”

“Do with your mortal as you wish,” she repeats, and stamps down on the trembling joy in her chest, “It’s no concern of mine.”

~

Caeneus doesn’t know how to love a god of the sea. He knew how to love Poseidon – take him onto the water to watch the sunrise, feed him warm, sweet drinks, and let him curl around him at night and listen to his stories of his siblings, of impossible gods who do impossible things.

But now he sits in a palace under water, with his own room and the freedom to see the other side of the ocean he loves so dearly. There are no sunsets here, no cocoa to barter for, and Poseidon doesn’t tell him stories any more.

Poseidon still loves him. He kisses him and holds his hips when they sleep together and keeps him by his side while he crosses the sea and gains more and more control over this domain that he now commands. Poseidon still loves him, he tells himself when he itches to return to the surface and the home Poseidon build for him, and the life he built for himself.

He didn’t want to be a consort of the king of sea. He just wanted to be Caeneus, a man who loved a man and was loved in return, a man who loved the sea even though it would never love him back.

The sea will never love him back. He’s known that since he was a child, so the real question is – how much of the Poseidon he knew is left, and how much of him the depths of the ocean?

~

There’s a hurricane that requires her husband’s attention, and even he is not so foolish as to bring his lover to a place as dangerous as that. Which means it’s the perfect time for her to run into him in the interior gardens, as he stares up through the iridescent seaweed to the rays of sunlight that just manage to penetrate the water. “Do you miss it?” she asks him, and he startles, swinging around to face her and stumbling away.

“My lady!” he says, and falls to his knees before her, bowing his head. It’s what she expects of all mortals, but not from him, never from him. The heart in her chest loves him, and if it’s not her heart, well – the rest of her doesn’t know the difference. “A thousand apologies.”

“You are welcome here,” she says, and smiles. She’s never smiled quite like this before, she’s never felt quite like this before, fond and fluttery and so painfully eager that it would be embarrassing if she ever dared articulate it. It’s a wonder Poseidon managed to get anything done at all if this is what he had in his chest.

He looks up, hesitant, and she holds out her hand. He takes it, and she pulls him to his feet, pulls him closer until they’re nearly touching and he’s forced to look up into her eyes or be stuck staring at her chin. He’s warmer than her, she can feel the heat pouring off him in waves, and she wants him to hold her in his arms so she can languish against him like she would a sun-warmed rock.

Before she had a heart, she took who and what she wanted, when she wanted it.

Now she has a heart, and she takes his hands in both of hers and says, “Would you like to visit the surface? I can take you, and bring you back before my husband returns.”

He’s hesitant because he’s afraid of her. Caeneus will never love her, because although she holds the heart he loves she is not the person the heart belongs to. Not that he knows any of that, not that anyone will ever know the details of her and Poseidon’s arrangement. But she doesn’t want Caeneus to be afraid of her. She wants him to smile at her like she is a sunrise. “Yes, please,” he decides on finally.

She stands and watches as he walks through his home, as he touches the hearth and looks longingly at the bed, as he stands in the small cottage that he clearly prefers over her palace, over all the riches and adoration that comes with being consort to the sea.

Caeneus is a simple man, whose heart loves with a simple love.

He is a man whose heart loves someone who now has no heart, and Amphitrite can’t bring herself to tell him. She’s the one who took it away, and she won’t give it back.

She likes having a heart, and one day she will need to return it, but not now, not yet, not for a long time.

~

Caeneus lies besides Poseidon, curled up so his head rests on the god’s outflung arm and he can watch his chest rise and fall as he sleeps. There are bruises on Caeneus’s hips and down his chest, bite marks on his shoulder and up his neck. It’s not the first time his lover has been rough with him, and he doesn’t mind, like that Poseidon doesn’t touch him like he’s afraid he’ll break, likes that whenever he’s rough he’s careful enough with his strength not to ever cross the line from bruising to breaking.

It’s different than it used to be. It’s been different for a long time, ever since Poseidon somehow convinced the Lady to hand over her title as monarch, to share her power with him for no reason that Caeneus can see. It’s not love between them, because the sea does not love. But she got something out of it, something valuable enough to bargain away part of her power, and as soon as she did the man Caeneus loves ceased to exist.

He slides out of bed and angrily rubs at his eyes. He can’t do this anymore, can’t sleep and live with this man who has his lover’s face and memories and nothing else.

He knows this palace well, and everyone else knowns him too. The servants don’t question him, only offer shallow bows before hurrying on his way. He’s a fisherman who lives on the outskirts of society. He’s not any sort of person that people were meant to bow to. He stands in front of an ornate set of carved doors, the beautiful shimmering inside of a muscle shell of impossible size. Two guards stand at each door, but neither move to stop him as he pushes it open and slips inside.

“Lady?” he whispers. Large, bioluminescent carvings flare to life all across the room, bathing them in soft golden-green light. Amphitrite pulls herself out of bed, green hair loose around her and the rest of her on display, pale and flawless, as perfect an example of a beautiful woman as Caeneus has ever seen, and he averts his gaze. “Lady!”

“So modest,” she teases, and when he glances over she’s in a simple white robe and pulling her hair up behind her. She looks vulnerable like this, almost like his mother did when she would rouse him and his father from sleep in the darkness of early morning so they could catch the fish while they were still sleeping. “What’s going on Caeneus? I thought my husband had exclusive rights to your nights,” she winks, and he forces a smile.

He walks over to her, takes her hands in his because he knows she likes how warm he runs compared to her, and her smile slips off her face. “Please,” he whispers, “Poseidon is different than he once was, and I want to know why. Please.”

~

She shouldn’t tell him, but the heart in her chest loves him, and she loves him too, thinks she would even without Poseidon’s heart influencing her.

So she tells him, and when he starts crying she brushes away his tears and he doesn’t stop her. “He’ll never love you like he once did,” she tells him, “It’s not that he doesn’t want to, he just can’t.”

“The sea doesn’t love you back,” he says, because he knows, because he’s a skilled sailor, because he’s one of the people who has worshipped her his whole life without ever expecting anything back, because that’s what an ocean gives back – nothing at all. “Can – can I give you my heart?”

She stares. “Excuse me?”

“Let me give you my heart,” he pleads, “so that I may hold Poseidon’s in my chest. You can have mine, I know I’m only a mortal–”

“You’re all mortal to me,” she says, because a hundred years, a thousand, ten thousand, what does it matter – she and Gaia were around long before gods and humans, and they’ll be around long after them. “If I give you Poseidon’s heart, you will become a god.”

He pales and flinches away from her. He’s not in this for power, this was never about power to him. It was always about love. “Lady, I’m not trying to – I don’t want that.”

“If you become a god,” she continues, because she loves him and that means she wants him to be happy, even at her own expense, “you will be alive when the time comes for me to reclaim my title of monarch. One day I will take back my heart from Poseidon, will reclaim the cold, black thing in his chest as my own, and when I do he will no longer be master of the sea. When I do, you can give him back his heart, and he will love you as he loved you before, as he will always love you.”

Caeneus has a hand over his chest and there’s so much hope shining in his eyes that it’s almost painful to look at. “Please, Lady. Please. I love him, let me carry his heart, let me have him back once you are done. I will wait.”

“It will be a long time,” she answers honestly, “Empires will rise and fall before I’m willing to give this up, before Poseidon will be willing to give up his power over the sea.”

“I will wait,” Caeneus repeats, “I love him. If you have my heart, maybe you will grow to love him too. If you have my heart, you will protect him, you will keep him safe.”

Amphitrite loves Caeneus, and Caeneus loves Poseidon, and Poseidon is incapable of loving anyone at all. “Very well,” she whispers, because a heart is a heart, and just like Poseidon she’s unable to deny Caeneus anything.

She breaks open her chest and takes out the warm, beating heart of Poseidon. She slits open Caeneus’s chest for him, and holds him upright while struggles to take out his heart and clumsily places in into her chest. She heals over instantly, and nestles Poseidon’s heart in Caeneus’s ribcage. He too heals over, and his eyes flash with power as the heart settles inside of him.

Caeneus becomes so much more than a mortal man in that moment.

This heart doesn’t feel too different, she still loves Caeneus because she’s capable of loving and he is worthy of it. “Go,” she says, “Say your goodbyes, and leave. If you stay, he’ll just continue hurting you, and in a few thousand years he’ll hate himself for it. Leave now, and spare both of you that pain.”

He leans forward and cups her face in his hands, kissing her on each cheek. “Thank you,” he breathes, and then he’s gone.

~

Caeneus can feel the power of a god flowing into him, but he doesn’t care about that, the only reason he’s glad he’s a god now is so he’ll live long enough to get Poseidon back, to get the Poseidon who loves him back.

He goes back to where Poseidon is sleeping, and takes a long, careful look. It will be a long time before he sees this man again. He kisses him on the lips, softly and carefully, the way Poseidon first kissed him when he thought he was sleeping.

Then he leaves, stepping outside the palace and using his newly gained powers to bring himself to the shore.

~

Poseidon is furious, bur Amphitrite won’t budge, says only that Caeneus left. He throws a temper, and half the palace is lost in the aftermath, but she does not care.

She doesn’t tell him that she no longer carries his heart. It doesn’t matter. Caeneus’s heart beats in her chest, and she sits on her throne amongst the rubble and does nothing more than sigh at the way he threatens to tear the world apart looking for his lover. It will pass. The depth and coldness of the sea is unable to sustain such fits of wild passion.

Years pass. Rumors reach them of a sea god, one who is known for rescuing sailors and fisherman from storms, one who they say used to be a mortal fisherman himself.

They call him Glaucus, and say that he swallowed a magical herb to become a god.

She smiles when she hears these rumors, and thankfully Poseidon has long given up trying to get her to explain herself. The rumors are only half right, but she likes hearing them none the less.

It comforts her to hear that Caeneus is well.


gods and monster series, part xiii

read more of the gods and monsters series here

Dream Daddy Cult ending.

So from looking up sources, refreshing twitter, tumblr, and reddit in search for what is going on, i have a pretty good understanding of what this secret ending with Joseph is about.

I believe how it started was someone trying to find out if there was a good ending with Joseph. As of now, (7/23/17) all i know is that there is a ending where Joseph has sex with you, and then goes back to his wife. I heard that there was a second ending where you stay his side hoe, but i haven’t gotten that ending nor seen anyone else get it. I guess while data mining someone had found and posted the dialog where you wake up after having sex with Joseph, you are in a underground ‘dungeon’. 

The dialog goes on to show that Joseph is not human at all, but some sort of demon. He calls his kids ‘vessels’ that are apart of him. Joseph tells your dad that you are underground below the cul-de-sac and anyone who has ever seen this place has died. Joseph then says: 

“…Just think of it as the real Margarita Zone.”

Then Joseph admits that the reason why all the dads in the area are single is because he hunted them down and was using their power to fuel this entity(?)  

It doesn’t stop there, Joseph goes on to say:

“Now you’ll excuse me, there’s some other business I need to attend to. Your dear friend Robert has been awfully worried about you.
I think it’s about time that miserable drunk gets one last visit from the Dover Ghost.’’

After this Mary shows up and sets you free, you run and run and make it back home somehow. Once you get in Amanda greets you and things seem normal…until you ask her when he birthday is and you realize that Joseph made a fake Amanda. The “demon” Amanda turns to ash and this is followed by you trying to stab Joseph with the knife that Robert gave you. You drop the knife in the struggle, where Mary grabs the knife and stabs Joseph. His children attack him and possibly eat him(?). You end up waking up in bed and told by Amanda that the yacht you were on sank. Joseph was found to be taking money from the church and was no where to be found. 

Detective Saul Graves comes in and tells you he saw the underground dungeon himself and that his own wife died mysteriously. 

http://pfl-washington.tumblr.com/post/163265622355/ddadds-spoilers


Looking deeper into the game, people started to find sprites that go along with this storyline.

To Mary holding the bloody knife she stabbed Joseph with.

Joseph being stabbed in the shoulder.

Detective Saul Graves. (possibly voiced by Ross or Jacob Anderson: https://notsodreamydaddy.tumblr.com/post/163309240604/saulcalldanger04 )

“demon” Amanda.

There’s even more, including Joseph’s vessel children, the background to the dungeon, different facial features for characters…ect

https://notsodreamydaddy.tumblr.com/


Then even more was found…Background music, voice clips for Mary, Saul, creepy footsteps, and very disturbing background music.

https://notsodreamydaddy.tumblr.com/post/163259217464/synthcult


Now, for the speculation. Everything above was found IN THE GAME

People started to make some connections to Robert and Joseph. Robert has a odd looking tattoo that he doesn’t want to talk about. Joseph has the same tattoo, and that symbol keeps showing up in the game.

On Joseph’s walls…

This is the cult’s symbol. Its all through the game, and in the actual dungeon.

The symbol is even on the build your dad clothing options…

Not to mention the times robert warns you about joseph and how they had some twisted past together.


People having been saying that this ending was a Halloween DLC.

 I would like an answer as to: 1.) Who said it was a DLC and were the screenshot proof is. 2.) If it is a Halloween DLC, why is the cult symbol EVERYWHERE IN GAME. 3.) Why would they have a DLC for a game that just came out a few days ago..


I’ve seen people also say that it was something the game devs wanted to take out, thinking it was too much for a silly queer dating sim. This is more believable. I heard that one of the devs is into the horror genre, but this isn’t confirmed. Even so, why would they leave so much code in for data miners to find and cause people to get upset over. If they didn’t want to upset anyone why did they leave so much in for people to find?

As what I've seen and heard, at the moment there is no way of getting this ending. The code is apparently broken and wont start like the other endings.

These could all could be possible ideas….If there wasn’t a steam achievement out for “Escape from Margarita Zone” that no one has gotten. 

Along with that achievement, there’s “World’s okayest Dad” which no one out of the thousands of people playing can unlock. ( sidenote: someone on reddit said they got the achievement and wouldn’t say how, but looking deeper into it they seemed to have hacked the achievement and not gotten it ‘naturally’)


Ending notes:

I think that you can get the achievement and this chapter 18, cult ending. It might be a “true” ending, but that’s up to the person playing to decide.

HoodiePanda hosted a stream where he said himself that there is a possible Mary bug that the devs have confirmed which might be the reason we cant unlock this ending. This guy has played 24+ hours on this game and i think i can agree.

maybe we’ll never know…

anonymous asked:

Top 5 ushiwaka moments

Hi anon! I’m going to specifically pick moments when he isn’t playing volleyball, because he’s just so damn cool everytime he spikes. Ushiwaka tends to come across as very serious, but I feel that it’s exactly this trait that makes him so adorkable:

1. Anytime he makes his classic deadpan face

like the first time he met kageyama and hinata

or in the training camp arc when tendou suggested hinata and kageyama were monsters HAHA

HIS DEADPAN FACE IS EVEN BETTER ANIMATED I CANNOT

Originally posted by kishou

2. tbh I live for all his interactions with tendou

Originally posted by randomyelly

look at him clapping for tendou in the back I mean what a pure human being

Originally posted by kageyama-tamiko

3. Rare smiling Ushiwaka who is actually feeling fired up about his match

Originally posted by yuseols

4. Farmer ushiwaka

5. Baby ushiwakas

BONUS

Originally posted by otayura

“You should have come to Shiratorizawa”

4

i could do this all day. | bucky version.

“Yeah, me neither.”

The SEP is rough and it sucks, but it’s not so bad when your smol friend is there to help you every time you need to vom.

anonymous asked:

Please show more of hobiii HE NEEDS MORE LOVE😭😭💓💓

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