weird experiments

haillaserpigeons  asked:

4,6,7 and 9 for the kin ask meme? Also if you believe in reincarnation/multiple lives, do you think if/when you go to the next life/back home, you'll remember what happened during this lifetime?

AWWW thank you so much for asking me! :DD *HUGS* I am always delighted whenever someone sends in an ask!!! <3 Thank you!

4. Recommend some media (Music, Art, Literature…) that remind you of your kin!

I don’t know about movies or literature…The only things that come to mind with that are the Maximum Ride Manga (volumes 1 to 6 in particular, since they align with the first four novels of the series which are the only ones I accept as canon really) because they have beautiful shots of wings, flying people in the sky, and the like that I can stare at for hours. The Wings of Fire series by Tui T. Sutherland is great for dragonkin people. The Warrior Cats series by Erin Hunter is great for catkin people. For actual angelkin? I’ve yet to find literature that really resonates on that level… I’ve found a lot of horribly done books though.

Music I have a lot more of!

Angelkin, wingedkin - “Take to the Sky” by Owl City. “Learning to Fly” by Tom Petty. “Icarus” by Bastille. “Flying Without Wings” and “I Have a Dream” by Westlife.

Dragonkin - “I See Fire” by Ed Sheeran. “Miss Independent” by Ne-Yo. “Honey I’m Home” by Shania Twain.

Catkin - “I Don’t Speak Human” by Omnia.

General ‘Kin songs - “Open Up Your Eyes” by Jeremy Camp. “Can’t Take Me [I’m Free]” by Bryon Adams. “Once Upon A December” by Deana Carter. “Journey to the Past” and “At the Beginning” from the Anastasia movie. “Leave Out All the Rest” by Linkin Park.

6. What are your favorite kin blogs?

@angel–finder @newbieangel

(they post things related entirely to their kin from what I’ve seen. it’s just angelkin listed because I have not found as good a community among the dragonkin and catkin as I did among the angelkin.)

7. Do you miss anyone from your past life (or alternatively: Do you wish you did things differently)?

Honestly, I wish I didn’t incarnate here but since I’m here I might as well deal with it. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ I basically miss all my family and friends from my home world, but it helps to be able to talk with some of them here (via mental telepathy and channeling) even if they’re just spirits while I’m in a physical human body at present.

9. Any hobbies or habits that kinda relate to your kintype(s)?

Skydiving was my hobby related to my angelkin and wingedkin side while I could do it. :D I cannot anymore due to health reasons but I thoroughly enjoyed the three times I did. :)

Other things would be: cuddling in a comfy, soft, nest-like bed, getting massages (my cat self loves petting, my dragon self loves pampering, and my angel self just wants to be in bliss and have the aches go away), taking long shower-baths (since I love being in the water and cleaning/grooming myself), humming randomly since angels always sang back at home, listening to music, drawing my true forms, writing my memories of home into a book for others to read and enjoy.

Behavior quirks I have from my ‘kin side: Growling or hissing, baring teeth in a threat, purring when blissed, walking on my toes, maneuvering around objects like I have actual wings to compensate for, collecting pretty stones (my hoard :D).

Bonus Question: Also if you believe in reincarnation/multiple lives, do you think if/when you go to the next life/back home, you’ll remember what happened during this lifetime?

I thoroughly believe in multiple lifetimes. I know I’m incarnated in this one and I’ll go back home after this physical body dies.

I even learned that it’ll be like waking up at home, opening my eyes after an extremely long and vivid nightmare, and then being in my normal body again. I’ll remember what happens here for sure, but I think the emotional impact of it will dull over time and since I live a very long time back at home, I have time to spare. :) I’ve recovered from other traumatizing events in my overall life before, so I can recover from this one too. :)

I am still getting a goddamn vacation though! D: I demand it! As compensation for the ordeal I had to endure here. TTT_TT Mah!

Btw thanks again for asking me! :D <3 I loved responding to this! <3

i mean genuinely i think 18-19 and even 20 is kinda a weird transitional time for a lot of ppl who grew up in fandom (and like even irl its applicable) bc a lot of shit that was normal and ok becomes. weirder. as u grow older. like u spent the last 5-9 years reading abt charas in fanfiction and never really having to think abt their ages bc almost always theyve been older than u and then suddenly like? yr in a place where that isnt true anymore and its a weird experience. esp when u get older and u realize that the elders in fandom whove been ok w so much shit might have been wrong or even predatory in the way they consume/create content around teenage characters. and like? it is a weird inbetween time and i dont think ppl acknowledge that enough bc its an awkward subject to dance around but also when u hit that age and start graduating high school and all those awkward “maybe yr starting to be a real adult” milestones its important to start thinking abt yr role as a fake adult and how u interact w teenagers and shit around them, ya know? what im saying is @18 yos pls start thinking abt what porn yr reading and if they characters are children dont read it

anonymous asked:

Hey, so I made a blog as a place to put my silly/weird/annoying experiences with being a-spec because sometimes I'm not comfortable doing so on my main. I figured it might be useful for other a-specs as well, and I'd love to hear more stories! It's designed to be completely anonymous if you want to be as well! It's over at whatthequiznakisattraction. Spread the word please?

Sure thing!  Sounds very promising!

Go check out @whatthequiznakisattraction

~Mod Elise

More Damian as a college student: My college had an orientation weekend for all the freshmen, which is pretty common as far as I’m aware, but it pretty much felt like summer camp for 400 some freshmen with like 100 upperclassmen running things and I just couldn’t help thinking of what Damian would have done and ended up writing this drabble.

“Hi everyone, I’m Hannah your O-group leader and I’d like to welcome you all to your first semester! So what we’re going to do is some get to know you games. First though how about we just go around the circle and say our name, where we’re from, and one fun fact about ourselves. So my name’s Hannah, I’m from Coast City and I spent the summer working as an intern at Ferris Air.”

This continues to go around the circle and Damian learns his classmates play an array of sports and instruments, won various awards, and come from all over the country. By the time it gets to be his turn he has no suitable fun fact that wouldn’t compromise his identity.

“Hello. My name is Damian Wayne, I am from Gotham City and I-” am Robin, was trained to be an assassin since birth, have died and come back, count metas and a kryptonian as my best friends, I’ve led the teen titans, have been to space multiple times… “have a small wildlife preserve at my house. It includes a cow, some horses, dogs, cats, a turkey, and some more exotic animals.”

The introductions conclude and they move onto the next game, something called the Great Wind Blows. The whole circle stands and one person enters the middle, they say something about themselves and whoever else that applies to must run to another spot in the circle, the last one still moving ends up in the middle next. -tt- This is ridiculous. What could any of these people possibly have in common with myself. The first person is a girl who introduces herself as Joan and then she recites her fact as per the rules, “The great wind blows if you… have an adopted sibling!” Damian moves into the center of the circle, slightly in shock. Joan takes his spot and no one else has moved.

“You both have an adopted sibling?” Hannah asks kindly, trying to encourage them to share.

“My little sister, her name’s Emma. My parents adopted her when she was still a baby and I was four but I love her to pieces.”

“Damian?” Hannah prompts.

Damian gulps and stares at his classmates, “I have four adopted siblings actually, three older brothers and an older sister. Um, Richard, Jason, Timothy, and Cassandra.” Hannah smiles and nods at him and he realizes this is his cue to continue the game. “I’m Damian and the great wind blows if…” you are a black belt in at least one martial art, know how to fence, speak more than three languages fluently, regularly travel across the country… “you spend your summer on a farm or at summer camp.”

Quite a few other teens shuffle around and whoever moved must once again explain how it applies to them. A lot work as summer camp counselors but two others explain they spend summers on their grandparent’s farm or uncle’s vineyard. “A family friend is from Smallville, Kansas and his parents’ have myself, their grandson and a few other friends come stay for parts of the summer on their farm.”

Damian is surprised to find himself moving around the circle to things like “have a dog”, “have a black belt”, “rides horses”, “watch Disney movie marathons with friends”, “have inside jokes with your siblings”, “regularly prank another member of your family”, “one or more of your best friends live in another state”.

What was the most surprising was “have met a superhero”, since Hannah thought this was interesting and practically everyone moved she had them all go around and say which hero, herself having run into different Green Lanterns during her life in Coast City. A lot were “Superman” or “the Flash” two excitedly said they had both met Wonder Woman and Black Canary which prompted a side conversation that needed to be reeled back in.

It got around to Damian who grimaced, scrunched his eyes shut, and began listing as fast as he could, “Batman, Robin, Nightwing, Oracle, Red Hood, Black Bat, Batgirl, Red Robin, Abuse, Superman, both Superboys, the Flash, Kid Flash, Impulse, Arsenal, Green Arrow, Speedy, Black Canary, Catwoman, Huntress, Wonder Woman, Troia, Wonder Girl, Green Lantern, Martian Manhunter, Miss Martian, Blue Beetle, Supergirl, Stargirl, Doctor Midnight, Wildcat, Mister Terrific, Ravager, Tempest, Aquaman, Doctor Fate, Raven, Beast Boy, Starfire, Cyborg and I’m positive there’s some I’m missing…” He opened his eyes to see the rest of the group staring at him in shock, mouths slack. He tried reclaiming an air of nonchalance, “My father funds Batman Inc. Over the years I have met some rather interesting people thanks to that.”

Another boy gave a low whistle, “Dude. You have got to tell me what it’s like meeting Batman.” Damian just smirked as they moved on.

- Little Red

Is it a common schizo thing to have really intense deja vu? I’m not talking like ‘hey I just saw a cat I’ve seen a cat on this street before wow’ but like,, intense “I’ve been here before this has happened before” type of thing? In this exact building doing this exact thing thinking the same thing with the same story/journey/how I got here/ leading up to it. I dunno insight would be wonderful

Luci dancing?

You know how Luci mocked Amenadiel for having white man’s overbite? Well, I personally don’t think that Luci is as smooth as he thinks he is. I mean, has anyone seen the faces he makes? And the way he opens his mouth awkwardly when dancing? Like, do you want a pacifier or what, honey? 

And then I realised that the only reason he did all that crazy/relaxed/not-trying-to-be-seductive shit was because Chloe was there, and she doesn’t like the usual smooth-talking casanova. She seems to just like normal-Lucifer (cause that’s the one she hugged in 2x09, right?). So again, Lucifer let himself be vulnerable because Chloe was there. And the best thing is, it wasn’t even physical. She didn’t make him. He was brave enough to make himself vulnerable because wifey came to save him and he was so happy :’)

I need to tell you guys about the time I was almost swept off to another dimension on a ghost train or something

Because honestly it was… a really weird experience tbh

So a few years ago a friend and I were in Belfast, and it was getting towards evening time in the winter so it was already pitch black but still kind of crowded from the Christmas rush. We headed to the train station to get a train home and these trains were fairly regular, like about every thirty minutes or so which is pretty regular for that country, trust me. The trains varied from the newer, nicer ones to the ones that probably hadn’t been updated since the seventies, but they were all relatively decent and no cause for concern. 

Or so we thought. We caught our train at the usual platform, but no sooner had we got on did we realise something was kind of off. This train was old, and kind of shabby looking. We made a few jokes and sat down anyway, figuring it was one of the older trains that we’d just never seen before, and things passed relatively normally. The train pulled out of the station, and it was only as we were picking up speed that we realised we were the only ones in the carriage. This was highly unusual, because it was still peak time for people starting to head back, and it being so close to Christmas, the train should have been packed. We couldn’t have got on an out of service trains, because they wouldn’t go to a passenger platform if they weren’t taking passengers, and with all the other trains needing platforms there would be no room for them. They would go to a separate part of the tracks out of the way. We were completely stumped.

We put it down to just weird timing and figured the other carriages probably had people in them, and tried to relax. The train was sort of rickety and unusually loud, and it didn’t exactly sound like what you would expect from a train. I don’t know how to describe it, but there was a kind of odd, distorted quality to the sound of the wheels on the track; it was sort of muffled but also louder than usual at the same time? Kind of like when you have a dream and wake up still hearing the sound from it, and it sounds both quiet because it’s fading from your ears but loud at the same time because it’s in your head. That’s really the only way I can describe it.

We quickly noticed something else that was weird. Several minutes passed, and we didn’t stop at the usual stop. We didn’t even go past it. Several more minutes passed and we absolutely should have stopped at at least two stops. There was nothing, and there was no train guard to check tickets, either. By now, we’re really freaked out. We’re passing through places we recognise, proving we’re on the right route, but we’re not going through any of the right stops and the train isn’t slowing. This probably went on for a good six or seven minutes, even though we should have been out of Belfast by that time. Finally, the train started to slow, and pulled into the first station it should have stopped at, only minutes after leaving the original station. By this point we’re so freaked out that we know we’re getting off the train, so we stand and go and wait by the doors.

The train stops, and the platform outside is empty – again, very unusual for this time. The doors thankfully open and me and my friend hurry out onto the platform, and almost immediately after our feet touch the platform, the train pulls away. No one else got off the train, and as it passes, we see there’s absolutely no one else on the train. No passengers, no guards. The driver would have been at the front so we didn’t get to see if anyone was there or not, but the train was completely empty. We watched it go along the track a short distance, and then the lights simply vanished even though there was nothing there to obstruct them. No trains on other tracks, no tunnels, no curves. That part of the track has great visibility, but the lights just vanished into midair.

We look at one another, and then suddenly we realise we can hear noise, and the platform behind us is packed with people. We just jumped on the next train with a crowd of other people and tried not to think too much about what would have happened if we’d stayed on that first train.

  • rose: fuck scorpius malfoy >:(
  • albus: ......i'm tryin