Am I Crying Even More?

So I've thought of this thing.

So far, each of the dark sides was kind of the ugly half of each main side and everyone is kind of wondering what Logan's will be or just assuming that he has one who's going to be introduced. I think that since Virgil has been confirmed to of been at one point a dark side he was actually Logan's counterpart. He's the illogical fears side to Logan's logical solutions. Idk it's just thing I was thinking about.

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So I had the strangest dream this weekend and nobody understands me so I need to share it with you because you might. Press J to skip this post if you can’t deal, I will accept this.

In my dream I was standing on the back deck of a rural cabin that overlooked a beautiful Vermont/Scottish Highlands landscape of unspoiled wilderness. It was a crisp, perfect autumn morning. I held a cup of cooling coffee in my hands as I leaned against the railing and scanned the perfect rolling hills in the midground, behind which the great patterned mountains with their snowcaps marched on until they blended with the horizon: #aesthetic

As I gazed at a distant meadow clearing in the trees, a pair of brightly coloured humanoid creatures emerged from the woods and began to dance for each other. It was an esoteric, beautiful mating dance, a strange combination of instinct and choreography. I felt awe washing over me. I marvelled. I felt a deep sense of wonder and peace as I observed this vanishingly rare encounter that I had never thought to observe in person. These animals were instantly recognisable but had never been studied in the wild. I felt incredibly humbled and privileged to witness this behaviour - I knew that I was the first human witness to observe this behaviour - and I reached for my phone, wondering if I should film it, so it could join the scholarly record, where it NEEDED to be. This could change everything. But then I held back - something told me “no,” to let the creatures have their privacy.

Ok, I can’t go any further without telling you that they were Teletubbies.

A red one and a yellow one. I know. I know. Stay with me here.

The cryptids melted back into the woods. My subconscious drew a discreet veil over the rest of their mating ritual, but I knew instinctively that this had been a dance of courtship. I was busy pondering the implications, because they were critical. You see, although the creatures were instantly recognisable as Teletubbies, as I had studied them, even at a distance, I had an incredible realisation.

They were adult Teletubbies.

This realisation dawned on me and in my dream I understood it fully. The ones that we know of - the captive ones that we have seen on television - are juveniles. In fact, they are the equivalent of toddlers. When you see the adults this becomes obvious. The garbled speech and silly movements of the four captive Teletubbies we know are the babbles of babyhood, a private primal toddler-language brewed up between sentient beings who have never encountered an adult of their own kind.

The adult Teletubbies have more branching, complex antlers and shaggy coats. They are less brightly coloured. They are terrifyingly large. Their strangely human faces, emerging from the thick fur, are unquestionably adult; remote, serene, reproachful. Their television screens are glitchy, esoteric and unknowable. They are cryptids whose public exploitation has undermined their rarity and their strange, alien dignity.

In my dream my feelings of awe and peace turned to great sadness at the fate of the captive toddler Teletubbies. I realised that I had to be the scientist who brought this discovery to the world and raised awareness of their plight. And I also questioned: are Teletubbies like axolotls? Do they exhibit neoteny? (Axolotls, the cute aquarium pets with flaring gills, are actually juveniles of an amphibious species - if given the right conditions they’ll grow up into land-dwelling black newts. But they can breed in their aquatic juvenile form, and most spend their whole lives in this form. Deprived of their wild potential, will the Teletubbies ever mature? Or are they merely experiencing a long childhood, natural for a species that is unimaginably long-lived?)

So in my dream my husband came out onto the back deck and I began to share these discoveries with him and before I could even bring up the axolotls he just said “what the fucking fuck” and went away again.

I woke up disgruntled and unable to capture the feeling of peace and sadness. I then tried to explain this to my husband in the waking world, and he said “what the fucking fuck” and walked away before I even got to the explanation of the Teletubbies being toddlers, which just goes to show that you never know someone as well as you think you do.

Anyway I’m sure you guys will join me in this knowledge. And also I’ve googled it and apparently the Teletubbies reboot features infant Teletubbies, so clearly they are getting more from somewhere and the time to question this is NOW

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Alright bitches sit down and let me tell you some stuff

Can I say that can I call y’all bitches???? Sorry if u get offended

Anyway

Here be my thoughts on tinsworth like small headcanons and jazz

First since I saw some one talk about this I do think that Ricky would wear like a suit or maybe not a suit but like real nice clothes when out killin

Plus maybe not him being rich per say but still living pretty well

I imagine this to go down in 20s-30s about as I like to imagine they are connected to the mob through they’re idiot brothers

Night Night and Legs aren’t stupid per say but NN has almost gotten killed 3 times this week and goddammit Legs is sick of saving him

Of course we have our lovely mob boss oc Teresa the Saint I just headcanon her as being there because I love her

Ricky ain’t evil I guess he takes down dudes who are just the worst

Just the worst

Boys got flare tho like he was the one that would have planned out the garden heist murder if he could

Lucy goldsworth exsist and she is a queen truly

Ricky has a goal to kill one man from every state he’s got a lil color in map he got at a diner and colors them in if he’s completed one there

C.C.’s real name is Connor Colson don’t @ me

Hates it that’s why he goes by cc

His mama is to nice

Like way to nice

We’re all pretty sure she’s secretly Ester Pepatone but who knows

Tinman lives in coffee and sometimes people are sent to him to legit knock him out so that he will sleep for once

Ya know out of love

It’s not from Ricky though probably from legs

Tinsley was first put on the case because past dude couldn’t handle it

He was like “THIS DUDE IS A MAD CAT AND I DONT LIKE IT YOU TAKE IT GOODBYE EVERYONE I’LL REMEMBER YOU ALL IN THERAPY”

Immediately tins got letters from Ricky one of them was just love you tinman xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx

X

It was done like this on purpose of course

Ricky lightly stabbed tins and that’s how they fell in love

Jk it was after the stabbing that tinman fell in love

Francesca just shows up eats food is down to murder then leaves

Dear gOD GO TO SLEEP YOU IDIOT-Francesca probably

Ricky:our to steal your girl’s heart

Tinsley:out to steal your mother’s affections

Banjo:out to steal

Tinsleys got the same chaotic vibes as Shane don’t worry

Ricky doesn’t believe in ghosts cause he thinks if they were real they would go after him

Oh course Tinsley doesn’t

Banjo’s backstory is that he saw a knife fight once

He wasn’t even in the knife fight

It’s weird he’s weird and he only knows how to play the French horn

Teresa is trying to show him what a banjo is an actually teach him

It’s gonna be really funny cause no one else knows about it so one day banjo will just suddenly bust out a banjo and just start playing like a mad man

Neither Ricky or Tinsley knows how to cook so Tinsley starts takin classes real sneaky like

And then he makes pasta so they can finally stop getting take out

Thank you Thank You if you want to here more about my girl Teresa just let me know

The sound my stupid cat makes when I move him from his favourite spot (on top of my jackets)

Totally forgot to take more progress photos, but here's the finished Skin Book! Complete with entire Gerard Kaey Death Page translated into Sanskrit (hopefully lol I used an online translator) and also some little doodles Gerry did of the fun and creepy eyes that are always Always watching. Also it's a box so I can hold all of my outdated tapes and also my emotions.

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