#also ignore the perspective i know its a bit off sorry

[tomboyyyaoi]

dinner stop

#i almost abandoned this. i mean i actually did for like 2 months but im glad i came back to it #it was good background practice #also ignore the perspective i know its a bit off sorry #trigun #trigun maximum #milly thompson #meryl stryfe #vash the stampede #nicholas d wolfwood #my silly art

[leahluvr]

above & beyond - leah williamson x reader

genre: fluff, comfort, injury, period

warnings: none

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leah’s face was etched with a mixture of pain and exhaustion as she lay on her bed. you sat down beside her, your presence a silent reassurance. gently, you reached out and brushed a strand of hair away from her forehead.

“rough day?” you ask gently.

she nodded, her voice slightly strained. “yeah, my body just feels like it’s betraying me.”

you placed a comforting hand on her arm. “sucks being a woman, hey.”

“ha! yeah i know. i will say being on my period and having an acl injury is certainly not the best combination.”

you half smile, half frown in empathy of understanding her perspective.

“can you stay with me?” leah said turning to you, her eyes filled with hope for more comfort.

a small smile tugged at the corners of your lips.

“i’m not going anywhere, love.”

she scoots closer, her head finding its place on your shoulder.

“i don’t know what i’d do without you, yn.”

“well, lucky for you, you won’t ever have to find out,” you say gently wrapping an arm around her, pulling her closer.

leah shifts, her gaze meeting yours with a soft intensity. “you have a way of making things better, you know? even on days like this.”

“speaking of, i think it’s my time to make it even better,” you gave her a warm smile, your fingers gently tracing circles on her hand. “i’ll be back in as soon as possible.”

sitting in silence, you had noticed the slight discomfort in leah’s disposition. she was always good at masking her pain, but after dating for several years you had broken through the barrier. because of her endometriosis she struggled terribly with cramps but did her best to avoid displaying her agony.

when heading toward the kitchen you grab a heat pack from the medicine cabinet and throw it in the microwave. while it heats up you hurriedly make her a light snack, also placing a handful of chocolates next to the plate.

“baby!” leah whines, clingy from your absence.

“i’m coming! i’m coming!”

returning you give a kiss on her forehead before gently draping the hot heat pack over her lower abdomen.

“this might help ease the pain a bit.”

leah closed her eyes, a soft sigh of relief escaping her lips.

“god, how do you always know what i need?”

“why wouldn’t i? i’ll be right back sweet, i’m just bringing some things.”

leah nods as you quickly trod away back to the kitchen.

coming back you pass her the plate of food you prepared.

“baby! a ham sandwhich, oh my god, i love you so much!”

you laugh at her childish excitement. as she grabs a triangle of the sandwich, stuffing her face.

“no one needs to be your girlfriend to know that a ham sandwich is what you’d eat; breakfast, lunch and dinner for the rest of your life, leah.” you laugh again as she rolls her eyes, ignoring your teasing and instead enjoying her snack.

you hop into bed again, shoving yourself between leah and the headboard. you pull off leah’s pyjama top and use your fingers to gently trace soothing patterns over her back and shoulders. as a result, leah moans from the pleasure of the massage as well as her beloved sandwich.

“yn, you’re so good at this,” she murmurs, her voice heavy with gratitude.

“it’s the least i can do, my love,” you reply softly, “i don’t want you to be in pain.”

“you always go above and beyond, don’t you?” she admires your effort and affection.

“only for the best.”

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an: my first woso fic so be nice 😭 also i haven’t proofread so sorry for any mistakes i might’ve made

#leah williamson x reader #woso x reader #woso imagine #woso fanfics #leah williamson imagine #leah williamson #arsenal wfc

[pocketseizure]

King Mode

Using his parachute cap, Luigi arrives at the final castle early only to find that it’s not set up yet. Bowser invites him to talk, and Luigi confesses his disappointment that his green hat has become synonymous with easy mode. Bowser puts this into perspective before making a confession of his own.

complete at 1,350 words . ( also on AO3 )

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Luigi glided to the upper balcony of the castle. As soon as his feet touched the ground, the green hat in his hands shrank down to its normal size. He pushed back his hair and replaced his hat on his head as he stepped across the threshold.

He expected to be met by traps, but instead he found a koopa and a shy guy sitting on a bench and eating sandwiches. The koopa greeted him with a wave.

“Hi Luigi! You’re here early,” she said. “We’re still getting set up. The boss is in the back. Just head down this hallway and take a right. It’s a bit of a mess, but you’ll be fine.”

Luigi didn’t know what he expected. “Okay,” he replied. “Thanks, I guess.”

“Nice place, isn’t it?” the shy guy added.    

It certainly was. Bowser’s team had been taking care of the castle flowers, which looked as healthy as they’d ever been, and the carpet running down the center of the stone floor was freshly shampooed.

“Yeah, it is nice,” Luigi agreed, not knowing how else to respond. “Well, enjoy your afternoon.”

He set off down the corridor. Piranha plants were already arranged along the walls. A few offered their snouts, and Luigi pet them absentmindedly. He took a right at the end of the corridor and abruptly found himself in a cavernous hall whose floor was submerged beneath a swamp of bright purple ooze.

This would have been a problem if he didn’t have a magical hat that doubled as a paraglider. While everyone else had to navigate obstacles by trial and error, Luigi could just glide and enjoy the scenery. That was why he was here early. So early, in fact, that the scaffolding over the poisonous pit hadn’t been removed yet. A few gnarly vines thumped lazily on the boards of the shaky wooden platform, but Luigi had the luxury of ignoring them as he crossed.

The throne room lay on the other side of the makeshift bridge. Aside from a thick jumble of electrical cables snaking across the floor, the chamber was empty. With nothing else to do, Luigi seated himself on one of the oversized plush chairs and made himself comfortable as he studied the colorful mess of objects occupying the room. He couldn’t make sense of most of it, but it was clear that Bowser intended to pull out all the stops for this performance.

If he waited long enough, Luigi decided, Bowser would show up eventually. Sure enough, as soon as the thought entered his mind, there was the man himself.

“Luigi! Good to see you,” Bowser called out. “I was just taking a break. Want some coffee?”

“Wouldn’t you prefer to battle to the death?” Luigi asked as he accepted a mug.

“Maybe later,” Bowser offered affably, seating himself on the throne next to Luigi’s.

Luigi tried the coffee. It was surprisingly good. “Is there any way I could convince you to give the Flower Kingdom back the… what was it you took this time?”

“Just their castle. Sure, I’ll give it back. But I’m not done with it yet.”

“Don’t people live here?”

“Would you want to live in a giant castle with bad plumbing built over a poisonous swamp? I’m telling you, this place was practically begging for renovations.”

“That’s a fair point. Sorry for getting here early, by the way.”

“Don’t apologize! It’s good to see you.” Bowser flashed his teeth. “And besides, the Yoshis have been running around the castle since this morning. They’re handy little buggers. Who do you think made this coffee?”

“Yoshis drink coffee?”

“Don’t dinosaurs drink coffee where you’re from? Listen, I want to show you something we’re installing on the lower level,” Bowser said as he passed Luigi an electrical panel adorned with a comically large red button.

“I’m not sure I should push this.”

“Come on, I’ve been working on it for weeks. You’re gonna love it.”

Luigi shrugged. What was the worst that could happen?

As soon as he pushed the button, a set of wall panels dropped to reveal cannon barrels. An explosive bang reverberated across the room as missiles fired into the room. They moved slowly, their flight governed by motion stabilizers. Each trailed a puffy cloud of rainbow-colored smoke.

Luigi considered how he might navigate this hazard. Jumping from missile to missile would require keen reflexes and precise timing. Or, as he had done up to that point, he could simply glide. Not much challenge there.

“That’s impressive,” Luigi said, doing his best to infuse his voice with enthusiasm.

“Damn right it is,” Bowser agreed. “You could even say these missiles pass with flying colors.”

Luigi nodded. “I like the rainbow. It’s always good to take a shot in the bright direction.”

The missiles hit the far wall, and the castle shook. Luigi cringed as the thick electrical cables hanging from the ceiling swayed with a menacing looseness.

“You don’t seem all that impressed,” Bowser observed. “I can take critique. Lay it on me.”

Luigi knew that Bowser could not, in fact, take critique. Mercifully, it wasn’t Bowser’s work that was the problem.

“I was just thinking about how it’s a classic combo, the bullet bridge over the poison swamp,” Luigi said. “It’s a fun obstacle course to navigate, if you have the skills, but that sort of thing always gives me trouble. I assumed I would get better, but I never did. Now I probably never will. I’m starting to feel bad for using my hat to bypass traps like this.”

“Why would you feel bad?”

Bowser seemed confused, so Luigi told him the truth. “It’s like I’m going through this on easy mode.”

“And what’s the matter with that?”

“It feels like cheating. And worse, I hate that it’s my green hat that’s become the symbol of just gliding through a level.”

“Hey, I worked on this project for years with the help of my staff and the entire Flower Kingdom. Don’t you think I want people to see as much of it as possible? No one is going to appreciate the full extent of my brilliance if they quit halfway.” Bowser laughed and clapped Luigi on the back. “You keep saying ‘easy mode,’ but I think they should call it king mode!”

“Don’t mind that I got here early?”

“Of course not. Junior’s away from the castle, and everyone’s busy with last-minute prep. I don’t have much to do until Mario and the princess get here, and I wanted to spend time with you. That’s why I made those adjustments to your hat. Didn’t I tell you?”

Luigi finished his coffee, savoring the moment. Bowser, who normally couldn’t keep his mouth shut, hadn’t said anything about this before now. Luigi supposed that he didn’t mind. In a world built for people like Mario, it was nice to feel welcome and included.

“So, now that I’m here,” Luigi prompted, “what do you want to do?”

“I was hoping you’d ask! Did you get a chance to try the wonder seeds on your way to the castle?”

“I took every chance I could get. Wonder seeds are way better than mushrooms. Back at home, there are so many mushrooms that I’m always tripping on them.”

Bowser snorted in approval. “I can see how that doesn’t leave mushroom for adventure. But wouldn’t you know it, I happen to have a high-quality batch of wonder seeds not available to the general public. This is the king’s own stash,” Bowser boasted as he presented Luigi with a velvet bag.

Luigi selected one of the chestnut husks and pulled its sprout, revealing a seed of an unusually brilliant turquoise blue. Something this neon couldn’t be healthy, but Luigi’s time in the Mushroom Kingdom had taught him not to be picky. With any luck, this wouldn’t be the strangest thing he’d put in his mouth before the day was over.

“Here’s to king mode!” Bowser toasted before emptying the bag of seeds into his mouth.

“Here’s to king mode,” Luigi agreed. He took a bite of the wonder seed and sat back to enjoy the show.

#Super Mario Bros #Super Mario Wonder #Luigi #Bowser #Bowser x Luigi #Bowuigi #sweet fluff #dad jokes #my fic

[itsaspectrumcomic]

man ok idk if youll be able to advise on this or something but like. do you know anything regarding dealing with like internalised ableism?

i live in a rural part of ireland, right? and idk what it is about rural ireland but some of the people are heinous. my school is in a small miserable-ass town and like. God, man. not everyone sucks, of course but like. jesus lol additionally i have a ~mildly ableist~ mother (a "we're all a little bit autistic" and "erm. youre not disabled because youre not in a wheelchair or blind/deaf" etc etc type stuff. + "npd = bad person" which isnt particularly good for me specifically because i have npd (that i both Cant get an official diagnosis for, for various reasons, and im not really Looking for one either because i know what i am and its not like you get support for it because ~ooh scary narcissist~.)

and like. idk if this is Obvious but that can kinda cause a weird-ass relationship with You (being Me in this case, yk how it is with the second person perspective when. ranting) and The Concept Of Being Disabled. like, objectively. im disabled. im autistic, ive definitely got adhd (that im hopefully going to get examined for at some point cause college stuff requires it for the disability forums and stuff. gotta love that. fuckin 80% comorbidity right?), ive got a laughable number of repetative strain injuries, i have a sensory processing disorder, an endocrine disease that effects my Entire cardiovascular system, a spine that felt a lil quirky and bent in too much. so on a so forth

but also like. it feels wrong to call myself disabled. yk, like im doing a disservice to all the other ~actually~ disabled people (being Anyone but me lol) (none of this is At All helped by the fact that my mother refuses to listen to me regarding Jack Shit about my health in Any way. "oh you nearly passed out on top of a hill because of your cardiovascular condition? erm youre just not exercising enough actually" "you dont have depression [said while i was filling out an assigned mood diary after being forcefully brought to camhs for Reasons" like. shut the fuck up and Listen to me please. at least Entertain the idea that i could be right about something for fucking once lmao. cause ive been right about EVERYTHING regarding my mental health so fucking far so. fuck off /nay ofc) (also man. like, even if you ignored the physical issues ive got im still disabled on account of being autistic. like, motor function is fine, despite being a lil clumsy and/or unsteady sometimes but like. my emotional needs are Fucked. think of the response youd get if you asked a. fuckin. 8 year old or something to do algebra. but with a very emotionally stunted and traumatised 17 year old lol. lmao, even /lh)

so like. if youve got. any advice or whatever on any of this thatd be Super cool + no pressure obvs. sorry this is a whole. like. fucking essay's worth of Random Guy Complaining To You On The Internet lol

-🐢 <- just so i can find this again if you respond. i Like Turtles. i am Normal about the tmnt and also turtles The Creatures. i wont talk at length about turtle mutant anatomy (i am deceiving you)

Internalised ableism is a really hard thing to deal with, especially when you're surrounded by people who constantly re-enforce it. I've also spent a lot of time worrying that I'm not disabled 'enough' to deserve certain accommodations, that I'm making an unnecessary fuss. But the truth is, autism IS a disability and if there are accommodations that can help support you, you deserve access to them. You're not taking away from others with disabilities by advocating for yourself.

It's taken me a long time to understand this and I still worry sometimes. What has helped is talking about my experiences with people I know understand, like my therapist or best friend, and learning about the experiences of other autistic people through books, social media, YouTube and even real life.

I'm sorry your mother and others aren't being understanding - remember that's a them problem, not you, and try to spend your time with people who do understand.

🐢🐢🐢 <- the turtles wish you luck

#🐢 #ask #anon ask #autism #actually autistic #advice #autistic #autism is a disability #its a spectrum #long post

[itskattkm]

New York New Rules | pt. 2

Warnings: Violence, Trauma, Fluff, maybe Smut

Summary: Y/N meets the survivors of the last events in Woodsborrow and gets on Ghostface's list. But there is also a darkness in Y/N wich path is she going to choose

Female Y/N x Tara Carpenter

Sorry for bad writing. I’m using a translator and hope you guys can enjoy it. Also, this is going to be a long story

This time I changed the perspective while I wrote this if you know what I mean and yeah… sorry I think it’s going to be slow burn my dears

Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5

I put my hand on Anika's shoulder after Frankie pushed her aside pulled Tara up the stairs with her. She fell down, the next moment I felt a small breeze rush past me. It was Chad. He grabbed Frankie by the shoulder and threw him against the wall. Just as Frankie pulled out his fist, Chad was distracted. He had briefly seen Tara to make sure she was okay. But Mindy already took care of that. Even before Frankie's fist met Chad, I kicked Frankie so hard in the side that he fell to the ground. I couldn't feel anything. The noises around me became mute. All I could see was red. I had jumped on Frankie and punched my fists in his face. I ignored the sudden burning on my ankles. I didn't want to stop. I bit my teeth so hard that my jaw had already cramped. Every punch from me became firmer and more brutal and then I realized that Frankie was no longer conscious. He had not even been able to defend himself. I wasn't even sure if he was still alive at that moment. His face was so shattered and covered with blood that you couldn't recognize him anymore. My heart was pounding. I felt the pulse in my ears... slowly I could perceive the sounds around me again.

My breath stopped. It felt like I had 10 kilogram weights lying on my chest. Slowly I straightened up and suddenly there was a hand on my shoulder. Although I could now hear everything, it was quiet. My eyes drove around through the crowd and Mindys friends. The music was turned off. Everyone starred at me and then at Frankie. Their looks were scary, speechless and intimidated. I turned around and saw that it was Chad who had put his hand on me. After looking into my eyes, he lowered his hand and carefully took a step back. I could see uncertainty in his gaze. Now I looked at Anika, Mindy and Tara. They seemed to share this feeling with him. But unlike Anika and Mindy, Tara wasn’t looking at me, she looked at Frankie.

"All right... we should go," said a calm and gentle voice to me. She made me feel like I had done nothing wrong. A feeling that drove me crazy. The person put an arm around my shoulder and pushed me towards the exit. My legs trembled and vibrated. The adrenaline was still there, but its effect was now completely different. My eyes fell on my feet, I had to see where I was taking my steps and then I saw red... it wasn't a bright stinging red. No, it was scarlet... so deep and gloomy that it was already Maroon. I raised my hands that I hardly felt. Like my dress, they were covered in blood. At that moment I was sure that my bones were broken.

"We called an ambulance," said Anika in the distance. I tried to see back. Back to the Frat house. But my eyes met Tara's. She gave me a gentle smile. It was really so minimal that you could hardly recognize it, but I could. I would have noticed any minimal change in her facial expressions. "Everything's fine..." she whispered to me and looked at the others behind her. Then the person who helped me out of the house turned me forward again "Don't look back". Only now did I realize who had actually helped me. It was Sam, Tara's sister. But where did she come from? She wasn't at the party. Suddenly everything became louder and louder, it was as if hundreds of bees were floating around in my head. I lost the strength in my legs and fell. The others rushed to my side for help. The buzzing was getting louder and louder. In pain, I pressed my hands on my ears and pinched my eyes. The hum turned into a roar. It sounded mechanical... then a loud honking.

I opened my eyes and grabbed my blanket. My eyes were firmly on the ceiling above me. With slow breathing, I tried to calm down "just a dream"

I was just in a phase in my life that had stirred up too many things from my past. First the realization of my trauma last year and now the healing process. Never before have I felt so vulnerable. I tried to hide the whole thing, to keep it to myself but I notice how I reach my limits. I want to talk to someone about it, say things out loud in my head but I can't... I'm too scared and that of myself. I have the feeling that I don't understand myself and that makes everything more confusing. But I'm not stupid, I've been able to puzzle and analyze the individual things i noticed about myself well together so far.

Violence. Anger. These were two aspects that I was not affected by years ago. But now that my wounds had opened and I was bleeding again. I can feel her poisoning my body more and more. It feels good... but with the thought of being trapped in my head and isolated from other people... I'm not sure if I'm on the right track. First of all, these violent thoughts and dreams scared me... now I only hope to be exposed to a situation in which I can let my dark self run wild.

I think my dream says more than enough about the situation last night. Although I was there. But I wasn't present. In my mind, I was updrifted. Tried to distinguish my scenarios in my head with what really happened and to focus on acting correctly. If I hadn't thought too much yesterday, then who knows. Then I would probably really be in the hospital with broken hands and the hope that Frankie didn't survived.

The taste of warm milk with a gentle note of coffee hit my tongue when I put my lips on the coffee cup in my hand, carefully I took a sip of it. Slowly I looked at my cell phone to look at the time.

10:15 am

I still had 15 minutes until my appointment with the therapist would begin. But just as I turned the street and saw Dr. Stone's house, I stopped abruptly. The entrance gate of his practice was closed with blocking tape and several police officers stood on the side of the road. As soon as one of the policemen had noticed me, he approached me with a strict attitude. His eyes true darkness but in the light of the sun I could see green speckles in it. "Are you y/n l/n?" I nodded to him and looked past his shoulder. Two people with black bomber jackets on whose forensic was written on it went under the barrier tape. My eyes widened, but before I could say anything, the policeman interrupted me.

"You have been a patient of Dr. Stone, we have to ask you to come to the station with us and make a statement" I immediately agreed with him, I didn't feel like starting a discussion with him here.

When I reached the station, the policeman led me directly to one of the interrogation rooms, but I didn't seem to be alone there. My look hit Tara's then Sam's. Confused, I looked at her, both rails sharing this feeling with me. Although I could also see some trouble in Sam's dark eyes. "l/n please sit down..." said the slightly older detective who sat opposite the two. The only free seat was next to Tara, so I sat down to her without a word. I literally felt the eyes of the three following each of my movements.

I only briefly saw the pictures on the table. Crime scene pictures... two students from my film course... my professor and my therapist. What the hell was going on here? And why were Sam and Tara here? Unconsciously, my hands began to sweat. I put down my backpack and now took a closer look at the pictures, now I noticed the Ghostface mask. I tightened my eyebrows and looked at the detective.

"Y/N... I can call you that, can I?" The detective asked me. I gave him an annoyed look, I didn't like this situation at all. "In any case, you are a patient of Dr. Christopher Stone, is that true?" Tensed I crossed my arms and nodded silently. I noticed a surprised look from Sam. "Is it true that you regularly visit him because of your violence?" What the hell comes to his mind?! Did he just release my private patient data in front of two complete strangers? My pulse grew. I slowly pressed my nails into my arms and tried to keep myself calm. "You're kidding me, aren't you? You just release the data of my patients' files?" If eyes could kill, then it would have happened to him. There was no reaction from him. I looked speechless at Tara and Sam... finally I explained "seriously why don't you talk to me alone instead of addressing that in front of the two... already heard of data protection? Legally, you shouldn't do that" the detective didn't pay any attention to me and interrupted eye contact with me, he pushed a file in my direction and continued "through your past, your patient file and the events of yesterday you are one of our first suspects" Now Sam spoke in between "we don't have to listen to this... let's go" she wanted to get up but the detective gave her a strict look. "is it true that you were together last night?" Confused, Tara said "we were all at the party, yes... after that situation in the park our paths separated" the next moment the detective held a cell phone in our face. On it you can see Sam, who was irritated by the students and I stood with Anika in the background.

The detective exhaled far and said "what I want to say, Y/N you are just one of our suspects and you Carpenters, can't go anywhere you have witnessed the murder in the Bordega”.

I sighed and looked at him crooked "could someone tell me what the hell is going on here? Instead of exposing my mental health and suspecting myself for something I don't know about yet!" Suddenly I felt a little warmth on my elbow. Tara had striped me with her finger. Probably an attempt to calm me down. I thought very attentively of her, but I was so in rage mode that I couldn't enjoy this little gesture.

"Sam and Tara got a call from Ghostface, a few seconds later they were chased on the street by Ghostface and attacked there-" I interrupted him and looked worriedly at Tara, then at Sam "oh my God are you okay? The corners of Sam's mouth lifted slightly. I came to my senses and said excitedly "stupid question otherwise you guys wouldn’t be here..." Tara escaped a smile and I felt how she briefly pressed my arm "in any case Miss L/n" the detective began strictly and gave me a cool look "the two students from your course probably had their own plan and killed your professor... but who killed the boys? We are sure that another Ghostface has taken over the game and so the question remains who could that be? You y/n attend the same course... are close to the circle of friends of the Carpenters and, according to the statements, went home alone after the situation in the park. This morning you were at the crime scene of Dr. Stone... I doubt it's a coincidence" I shook my head "you know… i don’t give a fuck, apart from how bad and unprofessional you did your job, I will leave the interrogation now. And no, you can't force me without an official notice from the judge... I'm going" I didn't hesitate long when I took my backpack and stormed the door out followed by Sam and Tara. Before I reached the exit of the police station, a woman with short blond hair came to meet me. Suddenly my anger was pale. A broad grin formed on my lips, I had torn my eyes open in surprise when I closed the person directly into my arms "Kirby, what are you doing here?" She pressed me gently and went back. A warm smile was visible when she stroked my shoulder "Ghostface... I got the case directly when I heard about it"

"Kirby?" echoed from behind. We both looked back and met Sam's surprised face. The detective asked confusedly, "Do you know each other?" Sam nodded "we were together at the woodsborrow high, she was a senior and I was a freshmen." Now Kirby breathed out stressed "as much as I'm happy to see you, but the circumstances couldn't be worse" Sam shook her head and grabbed Tara's hand "not now... we're going" and then she stormed past me, Tara gave me a look at the said come immediately I followed them and when we crossed the doors of the police station we were surrounded by paparazzi "Tara, you feel safe near your sister?!" One called. We were just pushing ourselves through the crowd. I wanted to part from the two again, but Tara grabbed my hand and showed me that I should go with them. We were lucky that a taxi was ready for departure. But then a loud and energy-charged voice sounded behind us "Gale Weathers channel 4"

And then this tension was there. But she didn't come from me. She came from Sam and Tara. Slowly, Tara's grip around my hand became lighter until her hand no longer held mine.

„Do you ladies think, you’re the reason the Ghostface killer came to big Apple?“

Sam sighed and took the next moment to the blow. The paparazzi crowd escaped an "oh!" But Gale skillfully wiped out Sam's blow and smiled at her broadly.

„Nice try sweetie but I’ve done this dance before”

And then the punch came out of nowhere. He hit her hard. I didn't know if I should laugh or be shocked. Tara had punched Gale fucking Weathers in the face! Damn and I was there live! Again, an "oh!" escaped the crowd. Shocked, Gale held her cheek firmly on which she had hit Tara. There was this aggressive presence that Tara radiated when she leaned forward and said "stay away from us" and ran towards the taxi.

Gale followed us "are you still mad at me?" Sam abruptly turned around "you said you wouldn't write a book about what happened! And then you wrote a book about what happened"

Gale sighed and moved her head to the side without understanding. "Aw come'on someone was going to write about it. It's what I do!"

Tara said coolly "I heard you signed movie rights" Gale stuttered briefly, then continued "it's all about true crimes and limited series these days"

"After everything we went through together" began Sam and said with a disappointed tone "what would Dewey think?" You could see the moment of Realisation in Gales eyes but she said "that's a low blow"

"What's a low blow? You called me unstable and a born killer" Gale pulled up her shoulders "that's taken out of context"

„That’s literally a quote!“

Then Tara seemed to say something about it, but to be honest, I didn't understand what she was saying. And not because it was too loud, because I was still impressed by the punch to Gales face. If the crowd filmed that... then I would watch it again and again. Whatever Tara said, it made us run again but Gale followed us "I talked to Sidney" both Carpenters quickly turned around, Tara took a step towards Gale and said "she's not coming aren't she?"

Gale shook her head "no, she send her love but she's taking mark and the kids some safe place. She deserves to have her happy ending"

Sam was mumbling something I couldn’t hear this time. She turned around and said to me „you coming with us, get in the car“ While Gale called after her "hey i Wanne catch that fucker as much as you do!"

Tara turned around, her hand on the door of the taxi „maybe or maybe your just afraid without Ghostface in your life you gonna fade away”

She got into the taxi and we drove off. My feelings were totally confused. At first I was angry, then amused and now slightly turned on by Tara. This punch was probably the best I had seen today and I still had to struggle not to laugh. But now I had to suppress my desire, there wasn't a more inappropriate moment like this... but damn that was so hot.

Hope you guys could enjoy :) I’m trying my best with the translator ✌🏻💕

#cinema #celebrity #actress #jenna ortega #tara carpenter #scream #ghostface #melissa barrera #samantha carpenter #vada cavell #wednesday #fanfiction #yn #x reader #lorraine day #tara carpenter x reader #tara carpenter x you #jenna ortega x reader

[revscarecrow]

(I'm sorry this got so long. you don't have to post it if you don't want to) late to the party but I did want to say that while I don't know what the perfect answer is, I also don't like it when trans kids are written off as being dumb (or kids in general). Even at a pretty young age its not impossible to understand complex ideas, even if you can't explain them in the most clear way. As early as 5 my mom noticed I would talk about my gender in certain ways, saying I'd wish i was a boy and other things along those lines. For a while she chalked it up to me possibly being a tom-boy but after I started to transition it really clicked with her that I knew I was trans from a really young age. I'm not sure she would have gotten me onto HRT if she knew I was trans sooner, but I feel like if we were more open to trans healthcare for kids we can at least get that conversation started sooner, yknow? Sure at certain ages kids can't understand EVERYTHING but that's why we teach kids things. As a trans kid it kind of felt like I had to find all of the information myself which kind of sucked. Not all the information i was able to find was good information. Around that time non-binary was a known thing but not as wide spread and accepted as it is now, so the idea of sitting outside of certain molds was super new for trans and non-trans people alike. So a lot of the information being spread even within trans circles was a bit weird. Like,the idea of a masc person not wanting top surgery or being fine not binding was seen as a bad thing at the time and it would confuse trans and cis people. It made trying to figure out if i'm trans or not hard because on one side i knew for a fact i wanted to be masc presenting, and on the other hand a large portion of internet randos are saying that some of the ways I felt made me "not trans enough". As a young teen I knew what gender was, what gender dysphoria was, and it would have been great for someone that knew MORE than I did to explain the right information to me. I wasn't dumb, I just didn't know better. And I think the same can be said for a lot of trans kids and parents of trans kids that want to learn more about hormones, and being trans in general. Withholding that information from parents and kids did do harm and still does harm. I do understand the worry with regret. Hormones do in fact have some life changing effects. But at the same time I feel like we can do a LOT better in terms of giving trans kids resources. I don't know enough to know if changing the age when hormones can start is a good or bad idea, but treating kids as kids that are able living people helps a lot. At the very least kids deserve to be informed. Something kid-me WOULD have loved a lot was getting to sit with a doctor that knew a lot about being trans and have them offer me things I could do even before hormones. Play around with pronouns, names, think about how I want to express myself, maybe doctors would have known about non-binary genders at the time too, i'm not sure. And maybe they could have information I could sit and think about, like giving me sheets about the good and bad changes of HRT, and even how to deal with transphobia and gender dysphoria while those problems exist. but yeah- i know this isn't strictly related to hormones but this is my two cents. the TLDR is that trans kids aren't quite as ignorant about gender as people think they are, its just hard to put those feelings into direct words sometimes. If a 13 year old can learn multiple subjects a day at school, teaching them about gender expression and medical options for gender dysphoria isn't that hard.

Posting because it's good info and an important perspective.

[shortpplfedup]

I've been struggling since Saturday to make my thoughts about the episode cohere into a single whole, but this ep made me think about...FEEL about so many different things, so I think I have to approach it differently. I had so many scattered thoughts; on gratitude and guilt, the nature of forgiveness, and the mess that is Kinn and Porsche's feelings.

It's important to understand two things:

Porsche has never been in love. He is having these feelings for the first time, in the middle of an intense, crazy and turbulent period when his life has literally been upended. And he has no frame of reference to organise his feelings, no way to put them in perspective, and nobody he can talk to about them. I'm amazed he can remain upright far less process it all. And Kinn doesn't make it easy for him at all. He gives mixed signals. He kisses him. He takes care of him. He seeks him out. He crosses lines with him. But he also punishes him. He scolds him. He ignores him. He casts him out. But then he shows up at Porsche's door and demands that he come 'home'...to him.

Kinn has loved, but that love was betrayed. He knows what it is to soar, to feel like the luckiest person in the world, and then to have his heart broken, the pain and despair of it. And he closed away that part of himself, only Porsche has ripped the door to that room right off its hinges. Porsche drives him CRAZY, in good and bad ways. He's feeling old feelings and new ones, complicated by the relative positions of he and Porsche in the firmament of his life. And he doesn't understand why he feels this way, and he also has nobody to talk to about it.

They can't understand each other, they can barely understand themselves. And yet, there is something there that has hit them both like a freight train. Kinn and Porsche are fighting private wars within themselves, struggling to understand what this THING between them is. And now they're marooned together, bound together, unable to escape. The world is gone, it's just them. And they say and do things when they're in that time out of time, that place outside of the world. They exposed parts of themselves to each other and even if they tuck those bits back away they will never forget what they looked like emotionally naked. And when they thought it was goodbye, they said and did things that they are going to have to face now.

When you think you are saying goodbye, you will let yourself indulge your feelings to some extent because you won't have to deal with the aftermath of that. In kdrama they always put 'sorry' and 'thankful' together. Thank you for all you do. I'm sorry for all I'm not. Gratitude and guilt. That final scene, was that idea writ large. Porsche and Kinn had been through this ordeal together, trauma bonded in some way, and thought they would never see each other again. Now that that isn't the case they're going to have to deal with the emotional fallout, all that guilt and gratitude, while returning to a situation where all eyes are on them and there are rules and strictures and hierarchies and people to consider other than just themselves. Oh no, nothing is resolved at ALL. The fallout continues, the consequences grow.

On the nature of forgiveness and atonement, I think a lot of people misunderstand it. Forgiveness isn't saying 'it's cool that you did what you did to me'. Atonement isn't saying 'this good I am doing will erase the harm I've done'. It isn't cool, it'll never be cool. A wrong is a wrong and what's done can never be undone. Atonement is saying 'I hope that I can do enough good to dwarf the harm'. Forgiveness is saying 'what you have done to me cannot be undone, but I choose to leave it behind us'. You forgive for yourself, because you choose to be free of whatever anger and sadness and hurt you feel at having been wronged. Forgiveness is a choice and making that choice does not diminish the wrong, it puts it in perspective. Pluto never changes in size, but it's giant compared to a human and minuscule compared to the sun.

So Porsche can forgive (debatable if that is full forgiveness just yet) Kinn what seems so easily because he has wanted to put that night in a perspective. He does not WANT to feel bad about what happened that night. He admits to Kinn that he basically doesn't know how to feel or how to behave around him since then, because a line was crossed, and that line was not just having sex with a man or having it happen while he was drugged, but that man being his employer and also having his feelings be involved. For Porsche sex is casual, the satisfaction of a physical urge. This was in no way casual or it never would've happened. So Porsche has FEELINGS for Kinn, and that complicates his processing of that night. Basically, he was already inclined to forgive if Kinn showed he cared about him. Of all the violations, the worst one for him was Kinn's casting him aside.

Forgiveness is also not just one step, it's a journey. Porsche started on that journey when Kinn showed up at his door; he let him in. And this whole episode is part of the journey of Kinn's atonement and Porsche's forgiveness. And neither journey is completed.

#kinnporsche #ramblings #stream of consciousness #meta #on art

[thesherrinfordfacility]

I am actually curious your thoughts on Aziraphale and accountability as, and I really don't mean this is as an attack (❤️), several of the meta I've read recently have seemed rather uncharitable towards Crowley, and not how I generally perceive his character at all. Which, having certain biases for characters is fine, but I am curious your thoughts on Aziraphale and that 😊

hi anon!!!✨ definitely not seen as an attack; im aware that i do talk a lot about crowley and a good proportion of those opinions/interpretations are definitely more critical than most. and i realise that a good amount of that comes across as biased, but the only thing i can say that i promise i don't mean to be, and tbh - i just find aziraphale so much harder to analyse (and as such, what follows is basically word vomit im sorry)

there are equally multiple instances, in aziraphale's case, where he doesn't appear to acknowledge his own accountability in situations when he arguably should.

to labour on a longstanding example; he lies to crowley about where the antichrist is in s1. i think personally it's important to note why i think he lies; crowley's solution is to either kill a child (specifically, have aziraphale do it) or to run away to alpha centauri and sack off humanity altogether. neither of those options are reconcilable to aziraphale, and i think he keeps the location of adam to himself in order to safeguard him - he similarly gets bad vibes from the archangels, and lies to them too. but when he tries to reach god, fails, and then finds out that the metatron - the next best thing to god and, we're told, is her voice - is absolutely in support of the apocalypse, the first thing he does is ring crowley, and immediately tell him he knows where the antichrist is.

now, im not saying, at all, that aziraphale is apologising by calling crowley, because he isn't. he doesn't admit to having lied, having not trusted crowley (no matter how justifiable that decision might have been at the time), and for leaving crowley in the dark. as far as crowley's aware, from his perspective, aziraphale never lied in the first place. but from the audience perspective, it can be read like aziraphale admitting that crowley was right, and making amends. yes, it's born out of panic that heaven is no longer a solution, and the de facto, last-resort solution needs to be crowley (which comes with its own implications, but again, things have to be pretty dire for aziraphale to even risk the option of killing the child), but it also feels like a silent, 'you were right, you had it right all along, and i see that i was wrong to trust heaven. let my actions speak for me.'

but that's tenuous at best, right? i agree. so, id like to look again at the apology dance, and the circumstances that put them there - the So Did I argument. i have multiple thoughts, that im going to repeat a lot of before, but writing it out sometimes helps me work out what im (eventually) trying to say!

crowley isn't wholly forthcoming/truthful with why he doesn't want aziraphale to help gabriel; it's a bit more than the simple fact of gabriel wanting to throw aziraphale into hellfire. crowley's personal adversity to gabriel are the words he said (as he later admits). it would have been incredibly vulnerable for him to do so, but had crowley spelled out for aziraphale in the So Did I argument why he was so vehement against sheltering gabriel, it may not have changed aziraphale's mind but it would have at least put them on a level playing field. aziraphale, i think, shows crowley exactly why he wants to help him - kindness and compassion, with no ulterior motive than the fact that gabriel just simply doesn't have anyone else.

that being said, aziraphale appears to remain completely ignorant to, or have intentionally disregarded, what the boundaries of 'our side' actually is, especially in crowley's eyes. crowley has only ever meant it to be the two of them, and noone else gets a look-in. i think it's fair to say that aziraphale's perspective is less cut-throat, and more blurry, than that - that he still considers that there should be room for Everything Else. i can imagine that has to feel like a big betrayal to crowley, and in that context it's understandable that he then seems to retract the idea of 'our side' altogether. the heated lines that ensure then detail the conversation entirely:

crowley then storms out, and what aziraphale is left with is the feeling that he is doing the Right Thing, helping someone selflessly, and crowley is refusing to do that (and therefore 'in the wrong'). he's also left with the sense of abandonment; he told crowley about the Something Terrible, that he needed help (something that aziraphale doesn't do often/at all - hence why 'i need you!' hits so hard in the final fifteen imo), and crowley still walked away

so when it comes to the apology dance - crowley is on the back foot purely because of the BOL threat. there's no way he's going to walk away this time, now that aziraphale has been directly threatened - essentially, crowley is trapped into whatever aziraphale wants from him, even if he'll put up a bit of a fight before doing it - aziraphale is steadfast that he deserves the apology dance this time*, that he's in the right

but the one thing they don't do is literally discuss why the dance would be needed in the first place - there's no discussion whatsoever that would even begin to unravel why either way party would be hurt by what the other did. the dance is a farce, one crowley performs with an ulterior motive in mind, but aziraphale only sees it as crowley apologising for the fight.

but what aziraphale doesnt stop to consider is that he may have had a part in it; aziraphale is a highly analytical character, and the equation that he arrives at is, 'argument' + 'crowley doing the dance to mark the unspoken apology (good enough)' = 'crowley was wrong, i was right'. *it doesn't even cross his mind to think beyond the words that accompany the dance, and consider that he had a part in it too. the two of them, for all the lessons that we see them experience in s2, seem to think rather a lot in absolutes - and aziraphale most of all.

i dont think aziraphale magically reaches any kind of epiphany about what he said/did that hurt crowley, and what he therefore needs to take accountability for... unless perhaps we count this?

this is all speculation, of course, but does aziraphale clock that crowley has agreed to help hiding gabriel, have performed the joint miracle, but he might have done it only for aziraphale? it definitely doesn't seem that crowley has suddenly found a hidden, altruistic facet to himself, and he hasn't done it because he considers himself gabriel's friend (quite the opposite, the vehemence in his voice would attest). so, does aziraphale's look signify his realisation that crowley has come back purely for aziraphale himself? that he hasn't retracted 'their side', like aziraphale possibly feared he had, and they are still a team of the two of them? does aziraphale then think that perhaps this is crowley's real apology, and reflects that he needs to reexamine his part in the argument, and how crowley perceived?

as im writing this, it does all feel a bit of a stretch - but it can't be denied that aziraphale then spends the rest of the series, in his very unique (and i say that tongue-in-cheek) way trying to demonstrate to crowley just what 'their side' means to him, what crowley means to him - even if it doesn't quite land 😬 he might not have apologised out loud, but his actions thereafter seem in to suggest that he's aware of what he did wrong. but, in typical fashion, he's trying to speak to crowley in the language that crowley uses with him - he tries to show crowley, when crowley could do with being told.

i think special mention also needs to be paid to the fact that both of them - but especially aziraphale - are absolute terrors when it comes to fucking about with humans. i don't think i necessarily need to wax lyrical about this, but through a combination of messing about with maggie and nina's relationship, fucking about with the two guys in the edinburgh graveyard, the couple in the pub, the whole-ass ball... s2 in particular is a disaster when it comes to aziraphale toying with autonomy and agency, with free will, without any conscience - he doesn't recognise that it's wrong. LWA has pointed out that aziraphale does reach that assessment in the airfield scene of the book, but its pretty clear from his continued behaviour in s2 that this hasn't exactly translated into the show!canon in the same way.

he recognises at the airfield that he was wrong to assume that adam needed to be 'good' in order to make the right call, rather than being simply 'human', but that's not the conclusion that he ought to reach that would indicate that he accepts full responsibility for his actions. this is particularly telling in these two statements:

aziraphale operates in the rather blissful state of mind, in the security, that he is intrinsically good; ive discussed this concept a lot, strangely, when it comes to looking at the metatron and how he might view himself (and speculating on his character being explored in s3), but if aziraphale labours under the same misapprehension that he is completely good, without room for nuance, how can any of his actions therefore be wrong? what does he have to apologise for, if he's always been in the right? (which tbh adds another layer, for me, re: his pissed-off mood when recounting all of the times he did the dance)

i do think he starts to accept the part of himself that contradicts this - his comment on him being light grey in 1941, but also his bashful expression at the end of s1 ("just enough of a bastard to be worth knowing") - but if we consider his inability? reluctance? to admit fault or error, we could surmise that he still largely holds this mentality... until, perhaps, here in ep6? when he realises through the medium of another couple, another angel and demon, that the sides literally do not have to exist?

idk if this has answered your ask sufficiently, anon, and reading it back im wincing at all the bits where im straying once again into the aziraphale bias, but i promise ive tried to be as balanced as possible!!!✨

#good omens #ask #i did my best. #aziraphale meta #s2 meta

[fabaceous]

I love your jackieshauna thoughts, so Id love to know what you'd think would've happened if Jackie had lived, and Shauna had the baby, with both and her and her child surviving? Would Jackie ignore the baby? Forgive Shauna? Care for the baby? And post rescue?

ahh i am so flattered thank you and im glad you enjoy them! so if all three of them had lived, you're saying? honestly that is such an optimistic scenario that i dont think ive ever really devoted any serious thought to it😂 i dont know... i could see a world where jackie throws herself into the stepdad/dad-who-stepped-up role in the woods and cares a lot about the baby ... it could be kind of a reverse divorce scenario lol she and shauna may not really reconcile at first but sort of grudgingly coparent the child because they care about its welfare so they put aside their issues ... and then maybe over time the coparenting thing gives them some perspective and brings them back together... our very own yellowjackets romcom!

im kinda struggling to think of other scenarios tbh. i could see jackie like you said, ignoring the baby for a bit because she's so pissed at shauna and wants nothing to do with her (and by extension nothing to do with the baby bc it's also this reminder of jeff, and jeffandshauna, which would be extra painful) ... but i also feel like jackie's the kind of person who is a sucker for babies so i dont think she'd last super long!

post rescue, good question. i always draw a blank for post rescue scenarios just because we know so little about that timeline to begin with that and i do my best speculation when i have at least something to go off of... like, i assume the baby would live with shauna and her mom, right? lol imagine if jackie is over there so much that she basically moves in (a win-win right, cause she would probably be happy to escape her own parents) and she, like, bans jeff from the house because fuck that guy, SHE'S the dad. sorry this is kind of turning into a romcom again hahaha

#the romcomification of jackieshauna and their baby... honestly could be fun 😂 #lila @teabookgremlin any ideas? #since this is sorta similar-ish to your 'jackie raises wilderness baby after shauna's death' idea? #yellowjackets #yj asks

[quodekash]

its friday night/saturday morning, you know the drill

im sorry 

pls gimme more threezo today

i love him and his fluffy curly hair so so so much

MY BOYS

pls tell me what happened to zo 

HIM AND HIS WORRIED BOYFRIEND FACE GHRBGHJR

he just wants him to be okay 🥺😭

HE SAID IT 

im crying

why do these two have to make me FEEL things? 

somehow in my head i read “hes mad as a hatter” in the voice of a little british lad and its very amusing to me and now you know

specifically a little british lad from an old movie where the audio is all crackly and too loud 

LOOK AT THE MAN’S HAIR

no i will not shut up about his hair 

bro you are not subtle

bro you are not subtle 

MY BOY

i know i just watched 1000stars like three days ago, but it always makes me so happy whenever his incredibly but beautifully thick eyebrows appear on my screen. 

im just realising how weird that sound 

i meant his eyebrows along with the rest of his face 

the existence of drake sattabut laedeke makes me happy 

thats what i was trying to say 

ooo yes i was hoping for more detail on jack’s depression. he really intrigues me as a character 

me every day

hell yeah, consent is key, folks 

the mattress is on an angle 

thats really bugging me 

can someone fix that please 

surely thats some kind of safety hazard 

why doesnt the mattress fit the bed frame 

why isnt there some way to keep the mattress in place 

what if youre a restless sleeper and you toss and turn and you fall off the bed and you knock your head on it? 

if you knock it hard enough you could get a concussion 

concussions arent good 

they can lead to a lot of bad consequences 

people should think more about concussions and concussion consequences when they design beds 

concussion consequences is fun to say 

concussion consequences concussion consequences concussion consequences, say it 5 times fast 

oh yeah that’s right, theyre kissing 

i got distracted by the mattress 

the group is together!! :DD 

i love their group dynamics 

but most importantly

THREEZO

i am no longer enjoying the group dynamics

why do they have to fightttt

(i lied, im still enjoying the group dynamics. in fights, people are hurtful but truthful, so fights give a huge insight into the characters which is wonderful for analysis and picking the character apart) 

this is the second episode in a row that three has lost his temper on the others a little bit and left the room at the end and zo has said ‘ill check on him’ and followed after him 

anyway i love zo for it 

he is good boyfriend

he is good friend

he is... hungry i think

^D^

i freaking love this man

bro their relationship is so freaking healthy 

zo asks for permission to enter the room

he ignores the response, but only to keep him company. and i suspect that he knows him really well and knows that three should have someone with him, just to be there with him and help him relax 

and he tries to bring three’s attention from the thoughts swirling around his mind and onto his physical presence, and three gets a little angry 

but he communicates with zo, he tells him that he will answer questions, just not at that moment. he’s telling him that he’s willing to talk and communicate, but he needs time to understand so that he can explain his thoughts and feelings coherently. and he doesnt push zo away, either physically or verbally, so he tells him without words that he appreciates his presence, and he’s glad to have him there. he just cant really verbally communicate what’s going on right now, and that’s okay! 

and then zo speaks to him. he gives him words of comfort, affirmation, support. he also provides the perspective of the others, a snippet of an insight into life outside of his own mind. “we all really did our best.” 

“just because we lost once doesnt mean we will lose forever” ITS SO COMFORTING AND PERFECT how does he always seem to know the right thing to say 

PLEASE THEYRE TOO CUTE 

...

you know what im thinking 

the msp brainrot is too strong 

YIM SE YIM SE YIM SE 

NGOW NGOW

anyway 

VRJHDF HE SAID IT AGAINNNNN

i couldve gone more in depth about why theyre perfect but it’s 1am and im tired so i wont 

“your hug can actually kill me. but im willing to die in your arms, zo” YOURE KIDDING. IT’S TOO CUTE. THEYRE TOO CUTE. THEYRE DESTROYING ME. AAAAAAAAAA VJRENJKR

I KNEW SHE KNEW 

SOMEONE HAD TO KNOW AND THAT SOMEONE HAD TO BE AOI 

reminding me of tinn’s little head scratch and “what just happened” in episode 4 after he accidentally made sound join the music club via hatred of him 

oh hell yes, obligatory beach episode next week 

the obligatory beach episode almost always ends up as my favourite episode 

OMG THREEZO AT THE BEACH 

I CANT WAIT 

FINAL THOUGHTS: 

im really glad cher and gun have finally figured out their relationship 

i need to go to sleep 

threezo are the greatest 

#quodekash rambles about abaab #abaab #a boss and a babe #a boss and a babe series #a boss and a babe the series #threezo #zothree #ohmfluke #flukeohm #ohm thiphakorn #fluke pusit #mike chinnarat #guncher #chergun #forcebook #force jiratchapong #book kasidet #bookforce #jack abaab #abaab jack #jack's almighty curly hair #drake sattabut's almighty eyebrows

[yuukei-yikes]

WAIT i was the vacation dream kanoshin anon but i just remembered an actual one i thought of myself not my subconcious but i somehow forgot about it-

in my delusions a route similar to the novel route is what gives us str (not mekakucity actors shh- canon isn't real if it's from mca), meaning Kano has his weird ass traumadumping session with ene and whatnot and ends up having to spill the beans to the rest of the dan INCLUDING shintaro not just shintaro casually vanishing-

anyways so this ends up with the same vibe as novel-route kano and shintaro which is like. i mean. kano literally describes shintaro as looking at him the same way he looked at ayano and that kano "can't win against him" like. 🤨

Yada yada everything w/ clearing eyes, similar fight to mca ish ( i like the idea of marry draining her friends of their life to save their lives it's interesting to me-) and wahoo ayano. hi. she exists now (with ofc haruka and hiyori too-) and obviously everyone's like HOLY SHIT. especially the mekutrio. and ESPECIALLY kano.

Like I imagine Kano has a much harder time wrapping his head around the fact Ayano's back since while the other two just saw her death as suicide, he knew what caused it / all the clearing eyes stuff so he couldn't really accept her death and move on, while the others (obviously heartbroken over it though) were able to accept it and grow, yea?

Well we get those feelings of "holy shit my sister is alive" but also mixed with these feelings of "oh fuck. i (very unfortunately) might have a thing for my sister's crush." and IMMEDITELY backs the fuck off from both of them. He doesn't ignore ayano obviously but he doesn't seek her out, and he just actively avoids shintaro. ayano's concerned but meanwhile shintaro's just kinda like. what the fuck did i do to you???

Anyways dunno how that gets resolved i never thought past just the idea that kano can barely handle these two facts alone (ayano is alive now and he might maybe like shintaro a little bit (ew)) but together? Fuck. He is Not thinking on that he is backing Way the fuck up. Nope. Not his circus not his monkeys (he is actually just the entire circus).

Anyways long story short when Ayano comes back and everything is resolved kano's unresolved grief over her death but also the budding crush he's developing on shintaro hit him with the force of a truck (haha) and he does Not know how to handle that so he just Doesn't

DUDE. YOU AND I. SAME BRAIN. LIKE THIS IS SO SPECTACULARLY ALL MY SAME FEELINGS RIGHT FROM DELUSIONALLY IMAGINING NOVEL ROUTE WITH A GOOD END AS MY IDEAL ROUTE AND MARY TAKING THE SNAKES HERSELF AND ALMOST KILLING EVERYONE AND KANO LIKING SHINTARO AND BEING SO FREAKED OUT HE BACKS OUT LEAVING SHINTARO CONFUSED BECAUSE HE THOUGHT THEY HAD WORKED EVERYTHING OUT IN THAT CONVO WHERE KANO COMES CLEAN TO KIDO AND HIM(AND TAKANE HERE TOO) sorry for yelling. i just get excited when i get same brain with someone. like exactly. EXAAAACTLY.

but for ayano i think kano is super close with her and he's constantly trying to go back the same relationship they had where ayano relied so heavily on him, especially bc kano wants to distract himself FROM himself so he wants to focus on how she's doing but ayano isn't gonna do what she did. she realised just how messed up it was putting kano through all that and she feels so responsible. ayano and kano are on this weird YOU CAN COUNT ON ME. NO U CAN COUNT ON ME. NO NOT ME COUNTING ON YOU, YOU COUNTING ON ME!!! constantly... imagine kano sitting through ayano go on and on about shintaro bc ayano can see kano wants her to rely on him so she's like well it doesnt hurt anyone if i just talk abt my crush. like its a thing she can stand talking abt and from her perspective kano will be satisfied just hearing her talk about anything she doesnt talk to anyone else. and kano sits through it like 😁😁😁(wants to explode into a million pieces)

also god the bit u mentioned abt kano saying shintaro smiled at him like how he used to smile at ayano. sorry like allow me to attach the whole thing because

☝️☝️☝️⁉️⁉️⁉️like what the fuck is this. WHAT WAS JIN THINKING WHEN HE WROTE THIS LIKE THIS IS SOOOO. homo. kano is so insanely homosexual for shintaro in the seventh novel like there are several examples it's amazing. anyways the "he's invincible" line i am particularly obsessed with and it's why i always insist kano has this weird thing where he's constantly trying to have the upper hand with shintaro while shintaro unknowingly and effortlessly outsmarts him just by being himself.

kano's feelings for shintaro are so complicated and full of resentment and he always wanted shintaro to be entirely horrible just to justify how he feels, but shintaro keeps proving he's a good person and kano keeps being unable to deny not only that but also that he LIKES him and even admires him. and it drives him so crazy.

meanwhile shintaro's feelings for kano are complicated bc 1. wtf does he hate me or not. 2. augh he's a guy im not gay. 3. my girlfriend(?)'s brother. like shintaro hating kano's guts back is funny but it's not the move like it's not true. shintaro wants nothing more than to get along with kano!!! everyone gets on shintaro's nerves and kano gets on everyone's nerves, so bc of this i understand the common misconception of shintaro hating kano back.

anyways shintaro is so clueless bc he thought they were ok?? they talked it out so it's fine?? he can't ever figure out kano's inconsistent behaviour. he decides that it's probably bc he's protective of ayano but he knows that's not all of it.

ugh ugh ugh. KANOSHIN FIRST KISS WHERE SHINTARO'S LIKE genuinely sad and confused and finally confronts kano like seriously what's the matter?? i thought we were cool already?? and kano's super dismissive like whaaa nothing omg of course we're best friends❤️ but shintaro isn't letting it go and kano is getting rly fed up bc his patience is SO short when it comes to shintaro which also pisses him off like why is he making me feel so out of my element like the best i do is LIE why does he drive me SO CRAZY. and then shintaro's like i just wanna know what can i do to make things ok!!!!! and its so genuine and he is just so earnest and pathetic looking kano kisses him impulsively.

anyways. kanoshin.

#ask tag #kanoshin #headcanons #kagenalysis

[daz4i]

you mentioned you own a lot of sex toys and so pls tell me... which ones are your favorite? 👀 (feel free to ignore this ask if i'm crossing some line! fhsdj i'm just curious and i'm thinking about buying something for myself but... there's so many options... idk what... woag...)

ay sure thing bestie 🫡 i gotchu

(sorry for the late reply btw 🥺 hope you end up seeing this tho ahdkfgj)

personally i'm a biiiig rabbit vibes fan, my favorite one is just. large. i got it from lovehoney, if you're european i generally recommend it they're p high quality, and more importantly they're transparent abt their reviews! i mean i think they exist in the us too but i can't vouch for their quality there lol. (best one is from the fifty shades of grey series but it's. so goddamn expensive. but also so strong it'll blow your clit right off like if you can afford to do this one big purchase and you like rabbits i def recommend it)

another vibe i got recently that i really like is a magic wand by mantric, really good for when penetration is not the vibe (ha) lol. the cool thing abt it is it's waterproof bc its charging hole is small enough to be covered. from what i figured all their toys are like this so if that's smth you're looking for i rec checking em out! (will say tho, the first time i tried to charge it i was fighting for my life to find the hole. and bc it's so small it feels so intimate to insert the charger i swear :P so good luck)

another thing i got from lovehoney (and def exists on other sites too, it's p basic and for a good reason) that's relatively versatile is like, nipple + clit clamps attached by a chain. they're not too harsh (i think they're called crocodile clamps? which is a medium variety that you can adjust to pinch less if you want) and if you're into this sort of pain it's a great jolt that doesn't leave you with too much soreness 👍

similarly, sort of like. a pre-game thing. is the triple sucker set by dominix that can get you real sensitive which is great if you wanna do smth long or with multiple orgasms (or for partnered stuff). heads up tho they stick better with lube but then cleaning and drying them is a bit of a pain

this one's not really for me BUT if you're the sort of person who needs or prefers gspot stimulation i rec trying those pulsing vibrators. they're good for a quick session to just rub one out and be done with it. but try looking for one that's not too expensive or get it on sale 🤔

alternatively i heard a lot of good things abt those sucking or yanking vibrators?? idk their exact name but they're v popular lately if you went on any toy site you def saw one. they don't work too well with tdicks from what i know tho so heads up for that 🫡

...i hope this wasn't even more overwhelming ahdkflghj i will say i have a particular taste/needs that may not work for everyone so my perspective is a bit skewed. which is why i offered the last 2 ik others like them, so 🫡 yeah go by what YOU like!! if you have other questions or a more specific direction feel free to hmu and i'll do my best to reply 🤔!

#possibly tmi on main. sorry

[daenystheedreamer]

honestly hadn't thought of the first men/native americans parallels before but you're right they're definitely there! personally my first impression was first men = celts, andals = saxons, ironborn = danes but that's v much from a british perspective.

i mean theres obvs a lot of inspiration from gaelic cultures for the first men (pre-andal reach is wales ill die on this hill) and i guess i would argue that the andal invasions are more similar to saxon settlement than european colonisation? as in, not nearly as genocidal, not coming in as a unified force or trying to create a unified state, those left in the andal/saxon controlled portion end up assimilating to the invaders' culture. oh and also im a bit obsessed with the whole mystery around the vanishing of brittonic languages in saxon britain and mayyy have elaborate headcanons on the andal replacing of the first men languages based on that.

oh and the whole ironborn/danes thing. well the viking parallels are obvious. and then the danelaw was my first thought when i read about ironborn controlled riverlands haha.

ah sorry just to be clear im not trying to say you're wrong!! i just find pre-targ westeros v fun and would love to hear more about your headcanons cause it sounds like they'd be p different to mine! i also don't know that much about different native american cultures - do u have thoughts on the inspirations for different first men regions? i mean obvs the north and wildlings you'd be looking at inuit cultures but do you have thoughts on the others? i also thought an interesting parallel to the north would be the saami altho im also pretty uneducated on them haha.

anyway i just really love worldbuilding fantasy cultures because of how it prompts me to find out more about various real world cultures - and it makes sense to take inspiration from multiple real world cultures. i mean one of the reasons i love tolkien's dwarves so much is they prompt the question 'what exactly would a fusion of old norse and jewish cultures + a few original bits such as a love of geology and craftsmanship even begin to look like'. (although i do also know it's important to remember that real world cultures are real and to be respectful of them, especially when they're not my own and especially when it's an oppressed culture)

anyway sorry for the essay in your inbox feel free to ignore i just love rambling on about this stuff! also in terms of your original point - yeah the people who whine about 'bla bla but they're meant to be white' are so dull. i mean 1) it's all made up anyway who cares 2) 'white' is either a post-colonial construction within a specific political, historical, and cultural context or just a description of skin colour. it means basically nothing from an in-universe fantasy perspective (obviously the choice of which characters are white and how they're written is important from an out-universe perspective grrm would it kill you to be normal about non-northwestern european cultures). also the valyrians aren't white they do not have pale skin just look at where valyria is located on a map. sometimes the author is wrong.

no worries i LOVE this ask i lovelovelove just talking and rambling about things im interested in and care about and i LOVELOVELOVE when people do it back!! 

yeah personally i figured the northern first men were based on the picts since the wall is clearly inspired by hadrian's wall and the celtic influence is clear too. in the show the spiral motif they introduced reminded me of the celtic triskelion (though its more proto-indo-european than celtic) which tickled my brain!! YES ON THE REACH WALES THING because garth greenhand and their national founding myth is SOOO king arthur they have such a culture of chivalry plus there’s a bunch of arthurian-inspired names sprinkled throughout the reach (off the top of my head there’s agramore(agravain), gawen (gawain) and perceon(percival))

the ironborn danes is very much text and canon, they’re clearly vikings and i think GRRM has specfically said that. however i think sea-faring peoples can easily be identified as polynesian/pasifika.

for me there what the text presents which is that westeros is grea britain with medieval moorish spain taped to the bottom of it, and then there’s the more culturally interesting fanon in my head that still mostly fits into canon! since the concept of whiteness obvi doesnt exist like you said and genetics are hand waved there’s really nothing in the text that denies an indigenous north. 

i personally see them as indigenous siberian (specifically yakut) since the first men allegedly travelled from the dothraki sea and many indigenous ethnic groups of siberia such as the yakut are north asian and turkic which fits into the way the dothraki are written. im not american so i dont know much about inuit and first nations american traditions but in my head i see the free folk as inuit! 

i really agree with your last paragraph, i think the way fandom projects whiteness onto these characters is due to a majority northern american fanbase who aren’t doing it out of malice but more ignorance. take the example of dorne: theyre obviously based on medieval al-andalus spain, specifically after the umayyad conquest. this textually implies west asian middle eastern influence. 

its a little funny how people cling to daeron targaryen’s racial classification guide when harassing artists over their depictions of characters because if anything that’s the literal whitest part of the text lol. his three categories (stony, salty and sandy) vary from ‘european’ pale skinned to olive-skinned to dark-skinned. whos to say that doesn’t fit a popular fanon dornish india, which famously has many ethnic groups of varying physical appearance? regardless of the fact this is fiction books where people can do what they want, there’s nothing textually that rejects a physically indian-looking dorne.

many characters aren’t described with pale skin. sansa, dany and cersei are a few i can think of but rarely are side characters described as such. there is a presumption from the reader and the author that these characters are white simply because that’s just the norm, right? but it’s not, nor is this series real-life. a lot of my headcanons are still based on the text but really that doesnt matter!! its fake books and we’re having fun and i can think of the characters however i want. and lastly, youre so right about valyria. i see them as east asian since theyre, well, from east essasia but i think its funny to argue with redditors by saying theyre egyptian since well thats obviously part of the inspiration!! what are you gonna do, argue with grrm???

idk your ask was really well presented and my answer is distinctly ramblings of a brain with no stoplights so apologies but your ask made me think lots thank you!!!!

#ask #millionsofbooks #westeros #asoiaf

[munariplans]

Omg part 2 was so good i was reading it and i thought the reader was being better and then it all went downhill and now i hate them again 💀 theres a couple things that reader did so apologies if this is a bit long

First when Nat gets mad at reader for working all day and reader doesn’t understand why but “gives in” anyway um i think it’s obvious why shes mad they’ve gone on a trip AWAY FROM WORK to find themselves again and you spend the whole day in your study its not just the fact that reader pretty much ignored nat for that day but also because nat just didn’t want reader to overwork themself because she cares and the reader threw it all back into her face

Second when Nat wants mac and cheese and then again when reader gets takeaway for her once again the reader says the let her win but that annoyed the hell out of me because its very normal for someone who’s pregnant to not want certain foods and crave others if your partner is carrying a whole baby the least you can do is get them these cravings especially if you wife is natasha romanoff come on reader do better also nat probably feels guilty about craving unhealthy foods because i imagine its not something she indulges in too often and i feel like she feels even more guilty about it at times especially when reader makes a comment about it not being healthy because she feels like she’s failing the baby or that the baby isn’t getting what it needs and its her fault (just a fear that this is all a dream and its going to be taken from her)

The whole going out situation someone is insulting your wife and you let them???? Mind blowing because i would’ve beaten the hell out of him for that and how reader just listened to it and seemingly agreed angers me so much cos if they really think that then nat is better off without them also coming home 2 hours late i know reader is entitled to their own time and to have their own fun but don’t tell her you’ll be back for a certain time and be late cos its gonna make nat understandably panic for one with their jobs it’s entirely possible that reader could’ve been attacked or even something could happen to nat and the baby and maybe she just feels safer with reader around especially if its as hard to get contact with other people as reader experienced when they were working but yeah for these two reasons alone i think she was justified

Then the wanda thing first i know reader was just being honest by saying there were feelings but I don’t know if that was the right thing to do because it makes it harder on wanda and also probably still makes her think theres a chance especially cos the reader called her at the end and the fact reader says wanda is the only one that gets them got to me as well because reader doesn’t seem to open up on what they’re feeling but gets mad at everyone and bitter because no one knows and seemingly takes nats side when there doesn’t even have to be sides if they just open up

Anyway sorry this was long but heres my thoughts I honestly wanted reader and nat to work things out but now im not so sure because nat really deserves better so unless reader pulls it together I don’t think they should be with anyone

hahaha never apologise for your long analogies, i’m sure everyone (at least i do) adores it and it provides fresh perspectives and opinions on the story!

you’re always welcome to share your thoughts :-)

#natasha romanoff x reader #is there someone else

[rhythmantics]

Wait, now I'm curious: If the Smoke Mirror doesn't lead to a parallel dimension, then why does the world around the smoke copies behave weirdly? I know the canon explanation was that they're made of antimatter, but since you said that there are 5 Sun Worlds, does this mean that there's 5 states of matter instead of the 2 we speculate exist (matter and antimatter)? Or are some Sun Worlds more "compatible" with each other (some are made of matter and some of antimatter), and the 5th Sun World and the 1st Sun World just happen to not get along? (Sorry if that's a bit confusing)

Also, follow up question (sorta): Did they just leave Zak Monday's corpse to rot and fester on the island? Did a kid really just die and they left him there?? Ignoring the dangers the distortions that would cause, the Monday family at least deserves some closure as to what happened to their kid (even if they didn't get along well).

So I should probably clear up that Jay Stephens did not say explicitly that the smoke mirror is a portal to the specific world of the first sun, but just that it's a "darker universe" and not a "mirror" universe (since people on the Toonzone forums were asking about if smoke mirror Argost is good etc.). I meant more that the Smoke Mirror universe is based on the idea of the first sun.

See, TSS does this maybe-magic-maybe-mundane thing where All Myths Are True - there ARE aliens and alternate dimensions and inexplicable powers - BUT, many of these things are also tied to scientific phenomena, and there’s ALWAYS room for doubt as to whether or not it’s ACTUALLY magic or if there’s a scientific explanation (specifically, it’s a universe where Clarke’s Third Law, "any sufficiently advanced technology is indistinguishable from magic,” and its inverse, “any sufficiently analyzed magic is indistinguishable from technology,” are in play, just that not all magic has been sufficiently analyzed).

As an example, cryptids in the show are linked by "a common, mystical bond," but Ghost in the Machine reveals that they appear to have genetic similarities as well that makes them CRYPTIDS as opposed to normal animals. In fact, this maybe-magic-maybe-mundane argument between Doc and Drew is actively what kicks off Black Monday.

So the real answer to your first question is that the smoke mirror, in-universe, was an artifact found in an Aztec temple dedicated to Tetzcatlipoca, and functions as a portal between our dimension and a dimension that is both literally and metaphorically darker, made out of anti-matter. The Aztecs also have a creation myth whereby a previous iteration of the world, where Tetzcatlipoca was the sun, was both literally and metaphorically darker. So it's very much this chicken-and-egg scenario now. Is it a magic mirror that literally connects to a previous iteration of the universe, and the Aztec myth is true? Or is there a scientific answer, whereby this mirror was somehow imbued with some quantum ability to connect to a dimension of antimatter, and the Aztec legend sprang up around it? Or are these both simultaneously true?

In other words, from a Watsonian perspective, more research is needed, and from a Doylist perspective, not knowing exactly how it works is kind of the point, as it's a running theme throughout the show. You could say it’s... secret science :D

That being said, I DO think the first sun and Tetzcatlipoca specifically ARE especially important within the context of the show, because Kur is a big snake, and Tetzcatlipoca is the rival of Quetzalcoatl, who is a big snake. So maybe that lends some sort of, idk, significance to the first world, why it might specifically be antithetical to ours. This is a bit more of a stretch, however, so I don't necessarily know that it was an intentional piece of symbolic implication... but it'd be neat if it was!

As for your follow-up question: the thing about season 2 is that I'm certain that they WROTE a 26-episode season, and GOT 10. So huge, huge chunks of the show had to be cut out, and you can really feel that crunch in the last three episodes, where it feels like multiple episode's worth of content is crammed down so that they can give us an ending AT ALL, even if it shoots the pacing to hell. In the original drafts for a 26 episode season, maybe they do something with the Mondays. In the season 2 we got, they do in fact just leave him to rot. RIP Zak Monday lol

[multifandomhellhole]

out of curiosity have you seen chainsaw man???

If so.... how do you think a showdown between ej and power would go?? Like who would win, how'd they meet, who's more threatening ,etc and just overall interactions between my favorite demons would go :> I'm currently hyperfixating on creepypasta again so I just had to combine my two fave comfort characters lol, sorry if this was a weird ask or hard to understand, feel free to ignore😅

Ignore a cross-over idea???????

You're insane I could never

Technically no I have not seen chainsaw man start to finish and not have read it start to finish but I've Wikipedia'd enough to know the basics and biggest plot points and Also read a grip of chapters online for points I couldn't watch or google.

I Feel like the most case scenario of them meeting would be power back when she was naked and free. Here she'd most likely either cross into his territory at the smell of blood or he'd cross her "territory" accidentally since she doesn't really have one but she'd probably claim any vicinity she's in as hers. Either way I think ej would recognize that's she's also hellish and runnoff/ avoid a fight with her... in most cases....but if for some reason he's forced to fight her/she pursues and fights him, I'm sorry ej fans but power would actually fuck ej up.

That is If you consider overpowering/killing the other as winning...but if you consider just getting the other to flee/run off then he has a bit more of a chance....still low tho

Unfortunately there's not a lot of cannon info on ej so he's already at a disadvantage as his powers are limited to what's widely accepted as cannon to what we can see on his image.

Ej at his strongest might give human power a run for her money but in the end she has that gigantic hell hound form aaaand he'd be toast. Sure ejs got superhuman strength and excellent killing skills but so does power, and more. She can manipulate her own blood making her a living weapon. And she has eyes. no matter what ej does if he makes her bleed he's just giving her more blood to work with and is signing his own death and if she drinks blood she can basically self heal which is even more against him.

Also while both of their main prey is humans and that would form the assumption that they'd evolve/morph to have relatively the same strengths, basic abilities,and overall equal traits but honestly that wouldn't be true. its important to remember that ej is not a natural born demon. Power is. Meaning power is more physically designed to fight,protect herself and overall live and withstand other devil's and hell in general so she's litterally designed for more than ej is. Ej wasn't a natural born demon so he wasn't built for the biome of hell or the ecosystem of hell or just not hell in general. He's still kinda just a guy made for earth type levels. Basically He's still would be an apex predator as is power just...on a smaller scale since hes still of earth/originates from human and not pure hell.

Now about the only way ej could win is using bluffs and powers semi cowardly nature against her.  (Ex If he has enough dead bodies piled up it could lead the assumption that a more powerful demon is there hence the greater food source, or either uses powers great sense of smell to disorient her via medical chemicals or the like  etc.) also since power cannot see in the dark and ej is not affected by the dark he does have that advantage. What would really put ej into winning perspective and would be the most likely case of winning is if he can capture her cat. But if power has not met the cat/ pre cat timeline she has no outer weakness and he has no trump-card.

So human form power is like a 75 to 80 percent  chance of winning (save for a few good cuts) as ej either manages to limp off with a few past wounds or has bled out to the point of fleeing  while devil form power is a 95 to 100 percent chance of wining with the equivalent of a few papercuts while ej is either dead or dying.

going on to intimidation/fear it honestly depends on the individual. Ej embodies horror and paranormal fear, mainly  that automatonophobia thing, his is fear of the irrational and unknown in best terms (ex the kind that the mandela catalogue causes in some or pt) where as power is the fear that you'd feel getting chased or in the presence of a pissed off animal, the fear of being overpowered and treated like prey. Honestly both are terrifying in their own way but personally I'd pick power over ej. Being hunted by her would be a quick death with no torture or beating around the bush, plus she's not mentally horrifying to look at and would break my mental stability where as ej is a creepypasta and therefore enjoys the fear. he'd probably drag it on if having the option cause he likes it, it's mentally stimulating for him and there's a chance he might not kill A person right away so he can preserve their kidneys longer or because it's fun. Also he'd realistically be horrifying to look at so no I'm good.

On a side note I feel like if we were to compare who in the csm universe could be a fair match for ej it would be denji. both are humans turn devil/partially  anyway, aren't as sharp as other devil's/ naive to devilhood, and although denjis power is greater he's not as smart as ej so it balances out. Also there both humanoid in terms of physique so that portions also equal

#Creepypasta #eyeless jack #creepypasta eyeless jack #creepypasta ej #power chainsaw man #power csm #Creepypasta x chainsaw man #That's a tag now #Shitpost? #just chatting #Speaking of ej I'm working on something for him that's a bit out of my norm #Don't worry it's not sub reader content just a variant of headcannons ig #Crossover talk