Megaera Can Taste, Or Rather Sense Misdeeds And Wrongdoings. A Portion Of The Reason Shes As Hostile

Megaera can taste, or rather sense misdeeds and wrongdoings. A portion of the reason shes as hostile to Zagreus in battle in particular as she is, is merely due in part to the amount of fiendish shades he had to dispose of to arrive to her station. he is dripping with it, almost soaked in their blood, even his wounds are fresh with the scent of it from their weapons, each bruise shines sickly with it. Usually, this isn’t a problem, as Meg has been within the Underworlds keep and under Hades’ rule for a very long time, and almost reluctantly, restraint is a facet she is arguably most skilled with alongside her sisters. ━━━ But when its concentrated unto a single target, of whom she’s been granted full freedom to her violent whims ━ even encouraged to act upon them, to lay her wrath down as vehemently as she can ━ paired with Zagreus’ lighthearted, sarcastic, determined nature, and violence always being the language she speaks with  most fluent a tongue … well, its very easy to see why she’s called a fury in more than just her blood.

Shiver’s on the brain so old headcanons time! ( most were before sp.lat 3′s release but shhh )

― they/them, trans ( male to nonbinary, specifically somewhere in the genderfluid territory ) . Hatching place is the splatlands as most of their clan has been for most of both their specific family’s bloodline & many other octolings involved.

― met Bigman prior to Frye, who they encountered the latter of when she heard their at the time very work-in-process music ( a lot of vocalization that was mixed by Bigman, generally Shiver experimenting with the sound they were raised on and seeing where they could take it ) and absolutely loved the sound. With Frye’s never-ending passion, Bigman’s technical skills, and all of them collectively always bringing new sounds and patterns to the table created the trio you see today <3

― Shiver is regarded as a very intense & incredibly stubborn individual. Once they’ve made up their mind firmly on something they genuinely believe it’s incredibly difficult to just shove them out of it. It’s due to them just being a very dedicated, hardworking, self restrained & honest to a fault individual which can make them very difficult to work with. they will stick to who they are rather than who others want them to be to any end, and while by no means do they consider themselves above criticism or fault, they take themselves and their work very seriously and behave as such.

― notoriously difficult to get in direct contact with, especially in the public space. Bigman tends to be the easiest and therefore often used as a gateway of sorts to get in contact with Shiver. This is in part because of how focused they can get with their work & because they’re very reluctant to collab with most. The latter of which is because of A) not wanting to put their name on something they don’t truly believe in or like, and B) Shiver has a Thing about ‘riding other peoples coattails’. They’re an extremely hardworking person who takes a lot of pride in their music and really anything they put their effort & time into and wants what recognition given to be earned by their work, not gleaned simply from riding on the backs of other people. which can lead to them being somewhat controlling regarding whom they engage with and the lack of availability getting in touch with them as a kind of ‘show me how much you want it’ gesture on their behalf, making the other work for it. They’re extremely defensive of their craft, and while by no means dismissive to actual criticism ( they know they’re not perfect & others may see things they can’t ) they refuse to tolerate disrespect or people wasting their time.

― Regarding the above, Shiver understands they can’t just control the group because they themselves don’t want to do something, and when it comes to Deep Cut or just things Bigman or Frye want to do on their own they’re completely fine with obliging to things they themselves wouldn’t, since as a group they can’t control it or their friends and they don’t want to! its their individuality that makes them who they are, and Shiver is willing to compromise when it matters so long as they are respected the same in turn.

― in world they probably have simps and they LOVE bullying them. Yes they do the male Octoling voice thing to fuck with them. yes they think its funny <3 its just a bonus if they fluster a friend or guest in the process.

―  the clan of Eels, clan of Rays, and clan of Sharks ( Frye, Bigman and Shiver’s clans respectively ) have been in communication & camaraderie for long before Shiver or their parents were ever hatched. They like to think they’re following old traditions with Deep Cut but in a new light.

― Shiver’s clan history of Shark wrangling, care & wrangling persists to this day! before they made music or even met Bigman they were raised into such traditions and excelled with the handling and bond between Cephalopod & shark. This has resulted in them being MUCH tougher & better built than you’d probably expect, having extremely fast reflexes, and being very familiar with the care of Elasmobranchii ( the sub-class of sharks, skates & rays, the last of which makes them almost like a doctor when it comes to telling when something is wrong with Bigman, though their specialty does lie with sharks still ) as well as just. very good at patching themselves up BJKGNRJTK such is life when you live alongside & within a shiver ( hah ) of sharks.

― the sharks of the clan were there before the first people of the clan in the seaweed forest & the decision was made to live alongside them as allies. Sharks have become somewhat sacred ( or were particularly in the past ) as a result and the bond between them and the clan is considered to be very important! they’ve grown alongside one another through the generations and worked alongside each-other in the unique ways they do through it all. Sharks in the past & their group have been known for allying with the sharks in battle like steads, especially with individual Octolings having a deep bond with specific sharks. Shiver is also surprisingly good at hiding and general stealth from growing up in the aforementioned forest.

― a big part of their strain put on self-restraint & respect is probably ( definitely ) from growing up with and handling sharks, where both are very important! this is also part of why they value power as well as strategy, group dynamics, and generally come across as so intense and stubborn since you’ve gotta hold your own alongside THE predators of the sea, though that’s definitely not to say that’s all they value, it’s just things that stand out to them and ideals they were raised with. a big part of Shiver is respecting tradition while expanding & breaking from it, after all!

🌪️ tornado - what is the biggest change you've ever made to them? how have they changed from their original version? // for elesa or andy the apple ?? :0

Due to the fact I don't think I've strayed an egregious amount for Elesa & Andy's changes just being more interesting, I'll expand on him!

The most notable change is that Andy is separate from Thomas, his creator possessing him, or more accurately simply embodying him since Andy at his core is by technicality simply code with no true body to inhabit, as long as your looking at it by technicality, of course.

And the second most notable change is that Andy doesn't know Thomas, he inherits little to none of his knowledge of what's truly happening here. Andy only knows that he loves his friends, until they're not his friends, and he can't place when or why they aren't anymore. Andy only knows that he loves the farm, until he feels drawn to dig his hands in something living, rip open meat or dirt to peel back what's underneath but he can never dig deep enough to rip at what something is telling him to peel off the walls, how it's not right. Andy knows the barn until its dark and it's not a barn its a maze and there's a man he doesn't know and he doesn't understand why they've locked him in with a stranger who feels so familiar and so foreign at the same time, a stranger who he doesn't know, a stranger who part of him says he does, a stranger that, for once, he can agree with whatever else keeps telling him otherwise when it says that the stranger scares him.

Andy is unaware as much as he is. Andy doesn't understand. Andy doesn't know if he wants to. Andy doesn't know about ghosts yet, but he's starting to learn. Andy never knew what that inhuman, ghastly fear was like until it rips out his bones and replaces it with something squirming. Andy hears those horrors in the sluggish sloshing of the water in the bottom of the lake and the forests clanging dead branches and the cracking of half-burnt wood under his work-boots that aren't his. Andy's never killed anyone, but he can't stop washing his hands like there's something to get off.

Andy's scared. He can't help you. He's sorry. He's so, so sorry.

[ obsidian ] for frisk!

[ obsidian ] for a traumatic memory.

They can still taste the first time they died. ― their mouth was full of blood, the world was hazy and scalding red, they could feel themselves burning in every nerve and entirely too distant all at once. like the pain was in a different room, and pressed taut to their form like an oil-fire on skin, glowing hot iron against shaking begging muscle, tendons tearing themselves in efforts to flee- to fight, to do anything. they can still feel the way they’d slammed their head against the indigo stones, brick crumbling and how they never saw her falter, never saw past the way her eyes were cold like polished rubies you’d never crack- and then they cracked instead, and they only caught the half-second twitch of movement ( her eyes went so wide, hands flying to her mouth as the trial dictated an execution, and god, they wish they’d stayed dead. they wish ― ) before the world went black and they lost themselves. they lost it ―― with the sound of themselves shattering, reverberating in their ears like a promise they broke ― she broke, somewhere along the way, blood pouring from their mouth, head ringing ― ringing ― ringing.

and then they wake up again, and she’s all soft hands and white fur and fresh laundry and they hate it ― god, they hate it ― does that make them a bad person? to loathe it like they do? to taste the fire, burn the sugar and get sweet poured into their jaws breaths after blood? does that make them loathsome? ― god, they want to be if it means they wont feel that again, they want to be, they want ――― but what they want doesn’t matter. it never has. so they keep getting thrown back, again and again and again, and Undyne is almost respite because at least she hates them as much as they hate themselves, and Asgore is almost grief because he can’t do it, and they can’t blame him ― god, they can’t blame him. hang the angel off the cross by the wings, nailed down and sacrificed and ever the heart continues beating  ―― and they wish it didn’t, they wish it didn’t, they wish wish wish― but wishing is not enough.

language is literally so beautiful like in english "i miss you" comes from being unable to locate someone in the field after battle, it's "i look for you but i can't find you" but the french "tu me manques" is also about absence but it's not something i do, it's something that happens to me, as in "you are something essential lacking inside me", in portuguese it's either "sinto a tua falta" as in "i feel your absence" or, from solitude you get "saudade de você" as in "i am lonely [of] you", and in spanish the word comes from stranger and it's something one does, "te extraño" as in "i am making a stranger out of you", and, and, and

matthew and the atlas: other rivers

starter sentences based on lyrics from the album other rivers by matthew and the atlas. some have been altered as needed for better sentence flow. feel free to change the pronouns and tenses as needed!

i. into gold

❝ i cannot seem to leave those days alone. ❞

❝ i felt the fire! ❞

❝ i burned my bridges again. ❞

❝ it’s harder now. ❞

❝ it’s over! ❞

ii. pale sun rose

❝ i feel it when the cold comes in. ❞

❝ it came, cold and clean. ❞

❝ it seems so long, my friend. ❞

❝ my memory is all but gone. ❞

❝  my past will burn. ❞

iii. to the north

❝ not much to say anymore. ❞

❝ don’t take too long! ❞

❝ he lived in solitude. ❞

❝ you burned your promises! ❞

❝ i taught you all i know. ❞

iv. out of the darkness

❝ i’m weary. ❞

❝  trouble comes. ❞

❝  i don’t know you! ❞

❝ you’re a demon to me! ❞

❝  i was afraid you’d return. ❞

v. counting paths

❝  i counted all the paths along the way. ❞

❝ i want to touch your hand, nothing more. ❞

❝ no one’s ever looked at me that way.  ❞

❝  it’s something that i recognise. ❞

❝  i want to put the light back in your eyes. ❞

vi. everything that dies

❝  you’ve grown! ❞

❝  everyone you know one day will surely die. ❞

❝ everything that dies in some way returns.  ❞

❝ the geese are in flight. ❞

❝  this is where i first stood, and drew blood. ❞

vii. nowhere now

❝  it’s harder now. ❞

❝  the work has stopped. ❞

❝  maybe i’m stubborn. maybe i can’t see.  ❞

❝  i never did believe. ❞

❝  you keep pushing on; they’re gonna keep pulling you down. ❞

viii. a memory of you

❝  are you happy now? ❞

❝ is it easier? ❞

❝  that was years ago. ❞

❝  we’re older now. we’ve grown apart. ❞

❝ do you still feel alone? ❞

ix. another way

❝ i want to live the way i’m suposed to. ❞

❝ i want to love the way i’m supposed to. ❞

❝  just close your eyes and fall asleep. ❞

❝ i’m trying to find another way. ❞

❝ some day soon. just wait. ❞