I like thinking about how Blitzø and Stolas are compatible in their messed up ways, but there's one clear incompatibility between them, on ground on their unresolved traumas;
Blitzø has anger issues, overactive fight reaction
while Stolas has been verbally attacked & abused by Stella for at least 17 years
Stolas has avoidant issues, overactive flight reaction
while Blitzø has been abandoned and ignored by many people practically whole his life
So it fucks with their relationship.
In Ozzie's Stolas avoids confrontation, Blitzø feels he's ashamed of him and gets upset and aggressive after giving Stolas a lift.
Later in the series, Stolas texts less and ,,gives Blitzø space" which makes Blitzø worried that he's not wanted anymore. Then when he's offered the crystal, it triggers him, making him convinced completely that he's being abandoned again. He jokes rudely, Stolas feels he's mocked and so he leaves, which causes Blitzø to lash out, which causes Stolas to kick him out...
They really need to resolve their internal problems first in order to work out
found this on my monthly tiktok scroll. i think we should add murder too.
(repost since this got deleted) Until we actually find out more about their background and how they met, I'm going to operate under the assumption that Alastor just sort of found a newly-fallen Vox on a street corner one day and scooped him up and took him home like a stray cat because both the angst and the humor potential is absolutely peak.
They eventually fell out because Vox felt like Alastor always viewed him as more of an entertaining pet than a friend (and he wasn't totally wrong) and Alastor would rather drive away one of his closest friends than express his feelings for another person in a healthy way.
whoa whoa whoa, are you enjoying yourself right now? rookie mistake. you're supposed to be afraid and angry... yeah no all the time. how else will you prove you care about all the problems?
I remember this story mom told me and my sister when we were little. Two frogs fall into a milk churn, and start swimming to stay on the surface. After a long time, one of the frogs tells the other that it's tired of swimming, and is just going to give up now. The frog sinks and drowns, while the other frog keeps swimming. Eventually the surviving frog that never gave up has been swimming for so long that the milk has been churned into butter, and the frog can hop out. The moral of the story is that life feels hopeless a lot, but if you give in to despair, you fucking die.
I had two aunts from my father's side. I don't remember anything about one of them, she died when I was three years old. We were never lied to about how it happened. She killed herself, jumped out of a window. She gave in to despair. My paternal grandmother lost her mind over the grief, developing dementia overnight. I never knew her as a sane, coherent person. She gave in to the despair. That's what I was taught, that's how I was raised. Life is pain, but if you give in to the despair, you fucking die.
I am an optimist. Always have been. I had to be. Indulging in pessimistic fatalism was a luxury that I could not afford. I'm not an optimist out of some naive lack of awareness that life can be bad sometimes. I grew up very familiar with how bad life can be. I was an optimist in believing - against all the proof of the contrary - that life could be other things, too. That it's possible that there could be a life that doesn't hurt all the time.
I can't afford to be a pessimist. I don't pretend to believe that things will never get bad, but I have no choice but to believe that no matter how bad things will get, there can be good things in life, no matter what. I don't talk to my family anymore, but I did survive being raised by them. The ones who give up hope don't make it. If you let the darkness seep in, and give in to despair, you die.
I genuinely can't stand pop psychology I'm not an expert on this stuff but the damage it has done to the general public's understanding of mental health and psychology must be notable. People with low empathy are evil. NPD is The Abuser Disorder. here's how your partner is subconsciously manipulating you. OCD is when you like cleaning. If you ask him a question and he looks away for one second he's lying to you and abusing you. Follow for more dark psychology tips. Letting my intrusive thoughts win and dyeing my hair. I thought this guy was into me I'm so delulu. Anyone who comes to you with their problems is traumadumping and abusive. Anyone who gives you gifts is lovebombing and abusive. Being neurodivergent means Liking Things. Neurotypicals don't like things. They are empty shells without feelings. Neurodivergent means ADHD or ASD. What, BPD? Schizophrenia?? That's not very quirky or fun. And that's what neurodivergent means. That's just weird. Being mentally ill isn't an excuse to be weird. Only Evil People manipulate and abuse. There are certain people who Are Evil by nature (people with NPD) and they Will abuse you. Loving someone means it's impossible to abuse them only Evil People Who Hate You are abusive. Have I mentioned that people with NPD are evil. I really want to drive that home
the vees are yapper4yapper4yapper and radiovees could never work because alastor's social battery is simply not equipped to handle this all the time. i will die on the hill that "aggressive charisma" is a behavior alastor performs, not who he is, and in reality his tolerance for other people's unhinged ranting (val), offensively empty chatter (velvette), and mile-a-minute hyperactivity (vox) is so so low. he barely gets through charlie's relationship woes and he cuts people off multiple times with the painfully bright, pushy personality he only pulls out when he wants them to shut the hell up and/or just give him what he wants already. in mundane social settings he's much more reserved. so i don't think he would be able to handle living with all three of the vees together, 24/7, the way they seem to, but you know who'd fit in perfectly? lucifer
I think a giant 7ft scythe would greatly benefit my appearance