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☄ Star wars: Ad Astra
➤ [T1] All Have Vanished Under the Ashes ➤ ... ➤ ...
☸︎ And the North Sea will drown us all
➤ Eroded by salt and the oil slick ➤ ... ➤ ...
✉ Lost transmission
➤ Dossier FR-A.010
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❥ Summary of Works
☄ Star wars: Ad Astra
➤ [T1] All Have Vanished Under the Ashes ➤ ... ➤ ...
☸︎ And the North Sea will drown us all
➤ Eroded by salt and the oil slick ➤ ... ➤ ...
✉ Lost transmission
➤ Dossier FR-A.010

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Self-exploration alt version, 1/4
I AM MADE OF HUNGER
I have a new headcanon for Muir : for me, he is left-handed. Don't ask me why, but I love this idea.

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It's hes first day at work be nice to him
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MY FIRST EVER ZINEEEE... fell through 💀 its okay. shit happens. It was for the HLVRAI Half A Decade zine.
Anyhow, I am glad that I get to post my piece. This is from a year ago, and it is definitely one of the only biiiig digital pieces I've uh, EVER done. The colors are maybe weird, the perspective is definitely wonky, but THAT'S OKAY. It was a lot of fun to draw, and it was fun being on a zine team even if it didn't end up panning out ¯\_(ツ)_/¯
This is a dramatization of the trolley scene in Act 2 Part 1 :)
2383 words, that's the total of chapter 1 after rewriting and merging it into chapter 2! And I'm very happy with it, so happy that I'm announcing that it's finished! Now, all I have to do is completely rewrite chapter 2 and chapter 3 (which is now logically empty, as everything has been shifted by one) and after that, I'm continuing the rest of this story with chapter 13! Even if I would like to continue rewriting… yeah, in fact, I think I want to rewrite everything 😭
Pain of Deteriorating Futures
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Self-Exploration
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Alt versions in early access | Timelapse and comments

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Ominous 'On Muir'
Hey guys. Allow me to yap about Muir and my headcanons for a little bit.
So as we all know, Muir suffers a very real case of separation anxiety---and as a puppet, had some unfinished business... regarding his separation anxiety of course (such is why abandonment is all he thinks about in his puppet state).
What I find interesting is taking this in context with Innes' treatment of him. While yes, I won't deny that they are definitely really good friends who both treat each other well and simultaneously poorly, both ways around, we need to talk about Innes' tendency to push Muir around (and also his jabs at him, to an extent). Like yeah, my man is inexperienced and can't lift pipes correctly but at least he's doing work while Innes is sitting there smoking, just watching him. It gets me thinking about how much Innes is able to push him around---how much Muir lets him.
Of all things, it seems like Muir's honestly uncanny joy is somewhat rehearsed and insincere. He's protective of what he has with Innes (i.e., cheerfully asking Caz to shoo in the intro cause they're alright and he can handle Innes by himself! Maybe I'm reading too much into it but that evidence is there) because he's not at all willing to lose it.
In my headcanons, his wife left him after having his two sons (source: he has a bunch of photos of his sons and nothing of his wife. Who the fuck does that if not cause you'd rather forget your wife?) and much earlier in his childhood, his father left him as well (source: I just get the vibes; i dunno. Do with that what you will). Perhaps we can say that part of the reason why Muir's personality turns on his head as a monster is because he's been living under some level of pretense for a while. He wants to appear pleasant to others---to have some say in the matter---so that they stay with him.
If anyone rubs him off the wrong way, he can't hold any grudges; he just has to smile and move on. He's stuck on a tiny platform in the middle of the vast sea, anyway---what choice does a man have but to forgive and forget? People can push him around but he can't lash back; deep down, he can't let himself have enemies. He wants friends. So when he gets a closer friend out of the whole bunch, he'll do anything to protect what they had. Sure, Innes might push his buttons from time to time, but it's all in good fun, right? He can't lash out on him because that would be uncalled for! And what about everything else they had? He can't just throw that all out!
Although deep down, he's been having this suspicion that despite all of that work, Innes sees none of it and is trying to move on---to make other friends (particularly with the new electrician who came in like a couple months ago)... For the weeks leading up to the disaster, he's been subconsciously incredibly worried (losing sleep, too, if you look at his under-eyes) that all his "holding on" was for nothing; that Innes will drift towards Caz at the end of the day and leave him in the dust; that once again, he'll be alone. Of course, he does all he can to stem this possibility. If Innes is thinking of letting Caz under his wing, then Muir will lift his pipes in the worst, most dangerous way until Innes gets the memo that he's not ready to be left alone. If Innes starts bossing him around more than usual, then he has to accept every blow with grateful enthusiasm. He does anything and everything but actually communicate his fears with Innes---because what if that just drives him away? What a terribly predicament to be in, but he keeps holding on in the hopes of something better---that his efforts are working and above all, Innes will stay.
It's only when Muir needs him more than ever in his life (when his body is mutating before him, he is experiencing the worst pain of his life, and he reaches out to Innes) that he finally snaps. After *everything,* when Muir extends his hand (or so, that's what he thinks he's extending), Innes just takes off and runs away. Finally, he gets it---and it only took a horrific, otherworldly fate for him to realize: all of his efforts were for nothing. He suppressed all his negative thoughts/attitudes for the sake of appearing agreeable, all for nothing. He dropped grudges upon grudges for people who, at the end of the day, took off and left him when he needed them most---so what was the point in all of that?
There was no point---only wasted time, wasted energy, and lost sleep; now he is paying the price, and it pisses him right off. He definitely still pleads and tries to play the pity card, but fundamentally he's snapped past the point of no return.
Why would Muir suppress all the poisons in his mind (all of that blinding fury; the raging separation anxiety that he had never opened up to Innes about) when that had never done him any good? He did not make that mistake anymore.
Don't pay attention to me, I'm feeding myself future ideas, just to make my muirinnes fanfic even more distressing 💕
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Little portrait 🖼️
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Commission for @hiveshin
"Insane and erratic goblin-sized monsters, they snap their double jaws back and forth while toxic gas seeps from the vents on their torso"

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Meet Sydney! Yes, the Muir genes are definitely dominant 😭 But she's the spitting image of him! Bonus: a photo of Muir-Innes big family 🙏 And I'm out of space in the house, all the spots are taken!
No Response
Back when the Habitation was first added, I once climbed to the top of a radio tower near Delta Labs. I looked into the misty abyss and fired a signal flare into the air, and, for a brief moment, I thought I saw a response in the distance - but it was only motes of dust illuminated by my own falling flare.
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Signal flares in contexts where no one will ever see them, my beloved <3