#i am so curious as to why the us in just leads to a tumblr @ but sdfdsfds

[bucksboobs]

So, I have a doubt ( I am a straight women ,27 and Indian ) is it a crime that White man is attracted to white man in US bcoz I have seen a lot discourse that u only ship bucktommy bcoz they are two white man , So if they are both white they can't have feelings for each other , I am genuinely curious bcoz I don't know the dynamics in US or races in that country .

If you are uncomfortable to answer this I can understand

Thank you

and I just want to say I also really would like to Ravi to be main in S8 and rooting for Ravi begins and Tommy begins and Haters gonna hate no matter what the ethnicity /race/gender if that isn't your ship

Ok so if I understand this ask correctly you’re asking why people say “you only ship them because they’re two white men” as a negative for BuckTommy and the answer is essentially that due to racial dynamics in the US, Eddie is considered not “really” white because he’s Latino (more accurately he’s Mexican, Latino is a cultural group the same way Dravidian is, for example) and Latinos experience a lot of discrimination in the US. So the implication is supposed to be that someone is being racist for shipping Buck and Tommy over Buck and Eddie

See, on Tumblr, there’s some people that think you can’t just dislike a ship, it has to be proven as immoral for other people to like it at all, so they pick the opposing ship apart to “prove” it’s “problematic.” Hence why last week someone tried to lie about the only BuckTommy scene in the episode to try to say that Tommy responded to Buck’s attempt at connection by “bringing up Daddy kink out of the blue” (if you watch the scene, Buck says “I guess we both have daddy issues” and the flirting continues from there) or trying to say that Tommy calling Buck “Evan” is proof he doesn’t respect Buck/is just like Buck’s parents/etc or that calling him “kid” makes him a predator. (All real things I read in the tags of that post btw)

Of course what makes this funny to me is that I have actually been in a fandom where two men were shipped together primarily because they were white men in close proximity to one another, to the detriment of the canon relationship between the white man and the Latino lead: Teen Wolf. I am very aware of what happens when a barely-supported-by-canon ship between two white men takes over the fandom and starts pushing out fans of color and letting racism against the other characters run rampant. This is not that. People ship Buck and Tommy because they are dating.

#disk horse #BuckTommy

[critterpdf]

not to be weird and awkward but are you okay with just out of the blue fanart/@s to go with that fanart

literally that would make my day

#i am so curious as to why the us in just leads to a tumblr @ but sdfdsfds #thank u for asking also!! i appreciate that :^] #ask.pdf

[art]

Creator Spotlight: @66sharkteeth

66 is a comic artist and the creator of City of Blank, a WEBTOON original series. They worked in the game industry at companies such as 2K Games before entering the field of comics. They began their career in comics at Tapas, where they worked as an editor and lead typesetter, before being signed to create their own original series on WEBTOON.

Check out our interview with 66 below!

Have you ever had an art block? If so, how did you overcome it?

The short answer is yeah, I’ve definitely had one. Overall, I feel like doing a lot of style studies during that time and trying to use new brushes helps a lot. In addition, because I’m a comic artist, I feel like writer’s block is in the same field, and with that, I’m really fortunate that I have an editor that I can work with, who helps me a lot there. Whenever I am stuck at a plot point in my comic, I can always go to my editor, who helps me hammer things out.

What medium have you always been intrigued by but would never use yourself?

Animation. Of course, everyone loves animation. I went to school for game art and design and even did some animation courses, and I am just not cut out for it. I don’t enjoy the process, and I am not good at it. Animation is beautiful, and I admire people who can do it. I’d love for my work to be animated some day, I’m just not capable of being the one to do it haha.

Warm tones or cool tones?

It really depends on the scene! Especially in my comic, I really go with both of them, just depending on the moment in the comic. There was a major character death, and that scene was almost black and white. But normally, the comic is very vibrant, and people really like it, so when I switch it to a more cold tone, it makes the scene that much more impactful.

What is a recent creative project that you are proud of?

Honestly, my current comic, City of Blank, takes up 100% of my time. But recently, I did a plushie campaign where I worked with Makeship through Webtoon to design the plushies and do a little bit of marketing for them. So that’s fun and different from what I normally do!

When planning a comic or a story, what do you do first, character design or character outline?

Normally, I have a design, and I fall in love with the character design, and then I find a role for them. That’s how a lot of my characters have started. Also, that’s how I’ve been tackling new projects that I want to work on after City of Blank. I just came up with a character, and I’m trying to make a story around them.

What is a convention experience that has stuck with you?

Meeting readers and realizing how much my work means to some of them. Some of them have started their own comics, having been inspired by mine. Learning that I’m part of the reason they started their own comic journey, the same way I looked to other inspiring comic artists to start mine—it means the world that I’m in that position now.

Top tips on setting up an Artist Alley booth?

Let’s see…bright, sparkly colors! I think just trying to make sure that the booth is eye-catching. I ended up making a big shiny banner for New York Comic Con, and I know many people stopped by because it caught their eye and they’re curious about what it is. I know a lot of people are selling merchandise of popular media. Even just a banner of your brand to get them curious about who you are and maybe interested in seeing what you make and taking a business card so they can look you up later. It’s better than someone just buying a pin and forgetting you exist. Lastly, put out a tip jar. You never know just how generous your fans are feeling.

Who on Tumblr inspires you and why?

I’m mostly involved in the webtoon sphere! I am definitely inspired by my fellow Webtoon creators, @lark-wren, who created the series Woven. I love their work and seeing them interact with their readers on Tumblr. Same with fellow Webtoon creators, @miranda-mundt-art and @astrobleme-enterprises, who created Lovebot.

Thank you so much for stopping by and sharing, 66! Be sure to check out their Tumblr blog over at @66sharkteeth and follow their webcomic, City of Blank, over at WEBTOON.

#creator spotlight #artists on tumblr #webtoon #webcomic #comic artist #66 shark teeth #city of blank

[oathkeeper-of-tarth]

So, I'm curious: What's your take on Aylin's experience after/if she kills Lorroakan?

Allegedly, there's some information floating around somewhere that said Aylin was angry with Selune after she killed Lorroakan, but I can't find where this info is.

If you saw posts about that here on tumblr it was probably posted by @justanotherignot! I've actually been meaning to gather up all the devnote tidbits about Selûne from Aylin and Isobel for a while now, so thank you for the excuse to do so and ramble a bit.

Player: I was just wondering what it was like in that cage of Balthazar's. Aylin: Let us not dwell on those dark days. Their memory is a vortex within my heart that leads directly to the Hells.

What is happening is, well, it's the century of unthinkable horror catching up to her. It's the Trauma(TM) - in one of the conversation options she's literally triggered by the mention of someone being run through repeatedly! It's the growing awareness that although she's been freed (and possibly reunited with her love), the secret is out and there are always going to be assholes gunning for her, aiming to use her as an "artefact" and power source to fuel their ambitions, without any regard for her, you know... basic personhood and well-being. Also, Lorroakan was blatantly lying. He didn't find any super special way to siphon her immortality with "no harm, no pain of any kind", he was just replicating Balthazar's soul cage (you can even find a letter from Ketheric to him, showing Lorroakan was pestering them).

On to the stuff from the game files! First, the conversation with Aylin directly after the Lorroakan fight in the tower. I'm going to be putting the context notes in square brackets next to the lines they apply to. I also plucked some audio out from the files for some of these because I love the delivery.

Aylin: The fire-haired fool is dead. Yet as I stare upon his corpse, I feel… sadness. Why? [Slow and curious, angry and confused by all that has happened.] Player: What kind of sadness is it? / I know something of sadness - or at least the ballads do. What does it feel like? Aylin: A gripping in the chest. As though I'd lost someone, something. [Lost in thought for a moment; confused.] Aylin: A paladin's fatigue, no doubt. You were excellent in battle, as is your way. And I am proud to fight at your side. [Remembering herself. She is Dame Aylin.] Aylin: I will catch my breath, then to camp I will bring my bones. Moonmaiden be with you. Player: Smiting is a weighty duty - sometimes it can be tiring. / Perhaps smiting has lost its pleasures. Aylin: Say it can't be so. For I am Selûne's sword. And ever must be. [She means it, but on the periphery of her consciousness is a tiny crack. Wondering about her fate.]

The above never fails to get me - she is Dame Aylin! Sword of the Moonmaiden! Glorious immortal paladin, champion of a righteous cause! She smites evil-doers for breakfast, that's, like, her whole thing! What do you mean she can't just pick up where she left off and go about her merry smitey way? What do you mean the thing that is supposed to be the literal core of her entire being (forever) doesn't feel good and glorious anymore, but just makes her feel sad and empty? No, no, no, we can't have that.

Player: One of the greatest tragedies of revenge is that it can only be taken once. / Because you won't get to kill him again? Aylin: Perhaps. Yet if I could run him through a thousand times, I wonder-- [Lost in thought, she's been triggered to remember her own fate being run through over and over.] Aylin: Battle has tired my mind, made me susceptible to flights of fancy. You were excellent in battle, as is your way. And I am proud to fight at your side.

Aylin: I will return to camp shortly. I just need a moment to… to… [Lost in thought.]

She so very desperately needs some rest and a chance to come to terms with everything that happened and that was done to her. And it's clear it's going to be hard because she is defaulting to trying to deny anything is wrong, is clearly trying (and failing) to just be her old self immediately, has blatantly internalised a lot of that classic I Am A Sword stuff on top of everything (even though her mother is huge on free will and choice!), and is just really not well-equipped to handle any of this at all.

Next, this is the post-Lorroakan convo you get if you have both Aylin and Isobel in camp.

Aylin: Ah. Ally mine. We are reunited once more. [Warm, but drained. She's not feeling like herself.] Aylin: I was just regaling sweet Isobel with tales of our prowess. Isobel: Very impressive. Thank you for helping Aylin - that wizard sounded absolutely dastardly. [Good humored. Soft in tone. A little uncertain - she's not sure why Aylin isn't herself.] Player: My pleasure. He had it coming. Aylin: He did, and it came. Now, my friend: bask in your victory. I will do the same. Aylin: But fear not: when the time comes for you to face the foe of foes, Isobel and I will stand by your side. [Rallying her soldierly spirit, but still a little drained.] Isobel: We wouldn't miss it. Not for anything. Aylin: Go well, friend. We will see you soon. And with our great powers combined, this city will be saved. Player: Hopefully he'll be the last. Aylin: There are always more bastards behind bastards. But we will run through them all, each by each.

Player: I hope you can rest easy now, Dame Aylin. Aylin: I always do, with darling Isobel by my side. Aylin: Enjoy the spoils of your victory. Spin memories of Lorroakan's death in your mind like silkfloss.

If Isobel isn't there (meaning she died in Act 2), you get this version:

Aylin: Ah. Ally mine. We are reunited once more. [Warm, but drained. She's not feeling like herself.] Aylin: I was just reviewing our fight against foul Lorroakan; your moves and mine. The victory was soundly won. Aylin: Don't you think? [Uncharacteristically, Aylin is seeking input. She's usually so confident about everything, but killing Lorroakan has not had the intended effect on her.] Player: Indeed I do. Let his demise serve as a warning to anyone else who'd seek you out. Aylin: Let him be the last. If my dear mother has any mercy, she will ensure it. [Trying to stay her usual self, but her mask is cracking a tiny bit here. Privately, Aylin is dealing with a great deal of anger toward her mother, the goddess Selûne, But she's not yet willing to face it. How could her powerful mother let all this happen to her?]

Player: We fought well - though I was a little worried about you afterward, in truth. Aylin: Set your mind at ease, my friend. Dame Aylin is more well now than she has been this past century. [Good humored. Soft in tone. A little uncertain - it's true she's better now than she has been, but why does she feel so shitty, then? (She's in the beginning of reckoning with the trauma of what happened to her).]

Player: I hope you can rest easy now, Dame Aylin. Aylin: Yes. I wish for the very same. Aylin: Enjoy the spoils of your victory. Spin memories of our prowess in your mind like silkfloss.

So, a few things pop out for me here. First, you get the more explicit anger at Selûne if Isobel isn't there, as opposed to the "hahah, I will smite all the bastards who dare come after me, no matter how many there are" line. "How could her powerful mother let all this happen to her?" just... damn, hits hard, even if you subscribe to the theory that Selûne simply could not intervene in the Shadowfell imprisonment beyond sending those poor people whose graves you find in front of the mausoleum.

And here Aylin really lays it on thick with the denial that there's anything wrong at all. Combined with the letter you get from her in the epilogue if Isobel is dead, it just paints such a bleak, sad picture. I can just see her going all out on the Sword of Selûne duty-bound paladin side of things, no rest, no healing, no stopping even for a moment, no dealing with anything at all, from the trauma to the bitterness towards mum. Until whatever horrible breaking point comes, a year or a century from now. The need for Isobel's humanising influence is so clear. I've touched on Isobel's side of things here.

Speaking of having a bone to pick with Selûne, if you're playing as a cleric/paladin of Selûne, you can get some extra very honest dialogue with Isobel in Last Light:

Player: Why has the Moonmaiden waited until now to take an interest in this curse? Isobel: Maybe she was waiting for one of us to find this place ourselves. Free will, and all that.

Isobel: Though if it were my place to ask why she let Ketheric turn; why she allowed this village to rot at his hands - believe me, I would. [A cold edge in her voice]

Player: Are you faring all right? It can't be easy holding a lone candle in such darkness. Isobel: All things with her strength. You know the litany. [A little sarcastically. She's got a bone to pick with Selûne but isn't being too overt.]

Side note: the amount of devnotes for Isobel's lines that say she's delivering them "with swagger" and being "cheeky" makes me smile every time. Love her. Love her snark.

Also, to get it out of the way: no, I'm fairly sure Aylin did not break her oath. I see this brought up a ton and I just see no way for it to be the case. There is nothing to suggest this outside of a wording similarity and it just makes no sense. Girl is clearly some flavour of Oath of Vengeance (she uses Abjure Enemy, so this is the case even mechanically, even though she's obviously an NPC and not a standard player-build paladin) and she killed a very shitty guy who was also explicitly after her in godawful ways. You can do far worse things in the game than her dramatic speech and backbreaker and not break your OoV.

#sorry this took so long! #baldur's gate 3 #bg3 #dame aylin #isobel thorm #lorroakan #datamine #voice lines #audio #i'm stopping myself here but i could go on about this FOREVER #time for the comfort part of the hurt/comfort let's goooooooooo #oathkeeper replies to things

[twig-tea]

2023 BL/GL/QL Round-Up Post

I thought for posterity I'd post a reflection on everything I watched that completed in 2023. For me, that means anything that started in 2022 but the last episode was in 2023 is on this list, but anything that will still be airing after 31 December 2023 11:59 my time (EST) is not on this list, even if the bulk of the show did air in 2023.

A few stats:

110 discrete pieces of content (series/films)

clocking in at est. 600 hours of NEW BL/GL content only

from 9 different countries (Cambodia [1], Philippines [3], Hong Kong [1], Japan [18], Korea [19], Myanmar [1], Taiwan [6], Thailand [56], Vietnam [7])

~50% of the content I watched on this list is from Thailand

~85% of my content was on YouTube [40%], GaGaOoLaLa [23%] and iQIYI [21%].

[Note that this year a lot of older GMMTV shows moved off of YouTube and onto Viki so if you're looking at these stats to decide what to pay for, this won't account for that.]

This doesn't include re-watches or catching up on old shows [e.g. I re-watched Love Sick, My Ride the Series, Semantic Error, ITSAY/IPYTM, Our Dating Sim at least 3 times lol, and anything with a s2 I re-watched s1 to prep, among others, watched Fujoshi Ukkari Gei no Kokuru (2019) for the first time] or non-QL [e.g. Heartstopper s2, Our Flag Means Death s2, Taskmaster s. 15 & 16, Uncanny Counter s2, One Piece s1, etc.] but does include films as well as shows, though I don't count special episodes separately (so Wedding Plan counts once, though I watched both the show and the special).

I hope you all appreciate that with this much content, and with my general brand of being unable to make decisions, I really struggled to narrow down a top 10 list. What follows is the best I could do lol

Top 20 Shows I'd Recommend From This Year:

Moonlight Chicken

Our Dating Sim

Bed Friend

The Eighth Sense

La Pluie

Sing My Crush

Tokyo in April Is...

Wedding Plan

Laws of Attraction

I Cannot Reach You

I Feel You Linger in the Air

What Did You Eat Yesterday S2

I Became the Lead in a BL Drama

If It's With You

Love in Translation

Our Dining Table

My Personal Weatherman

My Beautiful Man: Eternal

My School President

Be My Favorite

+10 I liked but I would only recommend with caveats:

Love Class 2

The New Employee [for the Rainbow Rice Cakes]

Let's Eat Together Aki and Haru

Never Let Me Go

Kiseki: Dear to Me

Unintentional Love Story

The Day I Loved You

End of the World with You

A Breeze of Love

Jack O'Frost

Bonus: Not a BL but worth calling out:

One Room Angel

Midnight Museum

Grand Guignol

The Warp Effect

Sadly, of the GLs that aired this year, I wouldn't recommend any of them. The best one was Show Me Love, which was not actually good but had very gorgeous women and a LOT of flirting.

The other huge thing that happened this year was that I stopped lurking! Thanks specifically to @lurkingshan and @bengiyo demanding everyone start talking about La Pluie, because they got me to post my first meta post. And because I started actually talking to people, I started making actual friends, and participated in organizing things like the Be My Favorite clown checkpoint for ep 11. I also disappeared a month because of life, and am still catching up on everything I intended to write this year. But it's been really rewarding finding this corner of tumblr with likeminded people who like good shows, like to think about these shows, and who are interested in talking about them in a way that's insightful and respectful.

It's been a long time since I felt comfortable enough participating actively in a fandom, and I just want to say to everyone I've interacted with this year: Thank you!

Full list under the cut for anyone curious! [Mostly in order it aired but may be slightly off].

Love Bill

Director Who Buys Me Dinner, The

Star Always Follow You, The

Cutie Pie 2 You

Between Us the Series (Hemp Rope)

Reason Why He Fell in Love with Me Special & S2 [international release]

New Employee, The

I Will Hit You/I Will Knock You

Individual Circumstances

609 Bedtime Story

GAPYuri / GAP the series

My School President

HitBiteLove the Series

Never Let Me Go

Moonlight Chicken

History 5: Love in the Future

Oh My God (ToDo) the Series

Warp Effect, The

End of the World, With You

My Blessing the Series

Our Winter (miniseries)

All the Liquors

Once in Memory: Let Me Be Yours

Shoulder to Cry On, A

Jack O'Frost

Our Dating Sim

Midnight Museum

Me, My Husband, and My Husband's Boyfriend

My Colleague at BL Shop might be My Meant-to-Be

Unintentional Love Story

Chains of Heart

Bed Friend the series

Bad Brother the Series

Stormy Honeymoon

Eighth Sense, the

Bad Brother the Series

Future Series

Tin Tam Jai the series

Crush on You

House of Stars the Series

Happy Merry Ending

Boss and a Babe, A

Pastsenger the Series

Love Mate

Love Syndrome the Series

Promise the Series, The

Day I Loved You, The

Our Dining Table (Bokura no Shokutaku)

Our Skyy 2

My Story the Series

Starstruck

Love Tractor

Naked Dining

Luminous Solution, The

Omai Series / Is My Roommate A Foreigner

Stupid Genius

Step By Step

La Pluie the series

Tie the Not

Sing My Crush / Follow the Wind

Tokyo in April Is .../ Shigatsu no Tokyo wa

Senior Love Me?

Be My Favorite

Show Me Love

Dinosaur Love

Low Frequency

Stay Still

Stay By My Side

Jun & Jun

Wedding Plan the Series

Laws of Attraction, the

Love Class s2

Minato's Laundromat S2

Hidden Agenda

Bon Appetit

Why RU the Series [Korean adaptation]

Be Mine Superstar

Star, The Season 2

Love In Translation

My Beautiful Man: Eternal

My Personal Weatherman

Bump Up Business

Naughty Babe Series

Only Friends

Grand Guignol

Dangerous Romance

If It's With You / Kimi to Nara Koi wo Shite Mite Mo

Y Journey: Stay Like a Local

I Feel You Linger in the Air

Venus in the Sky

Kiseki: Dear to Me

I Cannot Reach You

You Are Mine

Breeze of Love / Weather Forecast of Love

Mr. Cinderella 2

Let's Eat Together Aki and Haru

One Room Angel

Marry My Dead Body

Lucky My Love the Series

Pure Vanilla: Recipe for Romance

Absolute Zero

Memories, The

My Dear Gangster Oppa

Shadow

What Did You Eat Yesterday? S2

Middleman Love

Beyond the Star

Bake Me Please

You and My Stars

I Became the Lead in a BL Drama

#2023 round-ups #bl meta #multi bl #typed so i can stop thinking it #twig talks #top lists are so hard for me this is the best I could do #if anyone wants to know anything about any of these shows feel free to ask! #best of bl 2023 #long post

[astrxsee]

FALSE GOD chap. 2

(chap 1) (chap 2) (chap 3)

percy jackson x child of demeter!oc

𝑰𝑵 𝑾𝑯𝑰𝑪𝑯 Rose St. Claire sets off on a quest to save the goddess in chains.

𝑶𝑹

𝑷𝑬𝑹𝑪𝒀 𝑱𝑨𝑪𝑲𝑺𝑶𝑵 learns to see what is right in front of him.

!CONTENT WARNING! gore, romance, swearing, blood, heavy themes

a/n: omg! hi i love posting on tumblr so much?? like i finally wanna write again LOL anyways I can also take requests! only if you want anyways pls i hope you like the next chapter i PROMISE there will be romance but it’s a slow burn dw

also can someone please show me how to link the first chapter i cannot for the life of me pls and thanks

sorry for the delay yall fr i just have to be in the right headspace to write im so sorry anyways i hope you like it please feel free to give any feedback

also if you like it i would be happy to put anyone on a tag list as well <3

The clicking of heels against the polished floor grabs my attention, the game I was holding in my hand lays idly to the side. Bianca shoots me a nervous look from her seat next to me before peering up at the stern lady. The lady's grey hair was slicked back into a bun, her nose crooked, almost like a scythe. She did not look very nice.

"Bianca Di Angelo." She states, matter of factly. "I am here to take you, your brother," The woman shoots a pointed look at Nico, "And your... friend."

The look the mysterious woman gave was poisonous, her eyes daggers as she looked at me. Her nose sneered as she took in the surroundings of the casino. It was loud, I could tell she didn't like it.

"My name is Rose." I snapped, quickly rising to my feet. I cross my arms as her eyes narrow as she looks at me. I glare back at her, not backing down from her imposing stare.

She sighs and rolls her eyes muttering something under her breath, something along the lines of 'stupid demigods'. I feel Bianca stand next to me, putting a calming hand on my shoulder. She quickly steps in front of me, breaking my cold stare at the unpleasant woman.

"Excuse me, but are you here to take us to school?" Bianca asks, her head tilted in a curious way. The old woman nodded, a careless look on her face.

"Yes, now come, we haven't got any time to lose. Don't ask any questions." The woman says before turning on her heel to the exit of the casino. I cast a look over my shoulder to Nico, his face twisted in a worried look. His hands fiddled with a silver army soldier toy, as he glanced around at everyone except the lawyer.

"Are you sure we can't just stay?" A small voice speaks out from behind Bianca. The stern woman whips around to look at Nico, who looks like he was about to cry. The lawyer scoffs.

"Stupid boy. You three are too important to be kept here." She bluntly states. Kept here? Too important? Her words make my mind spiral. I cast a worried glance over to Bianca who also has a troubled look on her face.

I couldn't help the nervous feeling in my chest. My Dad had brought me here about two months ago. Now that I think of it, I couldn't really remember what he looked like, let alone why he left me here. Were we being kept here? I shake my head, trying to rid my mind of these troubling thoughts.

My brows furrow as I try to remember the events leading up to entering the casino. It feels like the memories are just out of reach, like a blank space fills the area where they used to be. All I could remember was the year; 1976. I didn't want to go back out there, I didn't want to face what was waiting for me on the outside. Surely, the police would still be looking for me. Most of all, I didn't want that... thing to get me.

I roughly bump into Bianca, who stopped in her tracks. Daylight poured through the open door of the casino, I could hear many voices and sounds coming from outside.

"Bianca, what the hell." I ask, my mind snapping back to reality. I glance up and all words are lost as I become rooted to my spot. The cars zoomed by in the road, hundreds of billboards lined the bustling streets. There were bright screens with neon words that I couldn't even understand. Where was I? All I know that this was not 1976.

"Hurry up, children. We haven't got time to loose." The lawyer snaps. I look over to her, my mouth wide open. Bianca and Nico still had their eyes glued to the unfamiliar scene, their faces contorted into looks of panic.

A feeling of anger rose up inside of me as I took steps closer to the woman. She didn't even flinch as I leaned as close as I could to her.

"Where the fuck are we?" I yell, my confusion getting the better of my rationality. My arms gesture to the enigmatic scene in front of me. What year is it? What happened?" My mind is running too fast that I can't comprehend one thought. Where were we? What happened while I was in the casino? Why did it look like we were in the future?

An annoyingly amused smile makes it way onto the lawyers face. She shakes her head and lets out a condescending laugh.

"Stupid girl." She began, her eyes bored, "I told you to not ask any questions." My eyes open incredulously at her dismissive words. My entire world had been flipped on its head and she tells me not to ask questions! The anger boils up in my chest as I stand there with millions of questions. I notice pink flowers start to pop up in the cracks of the sidewalk, I didn't care at this point. I couldn't control it.

"What year is it?" A soft voice breaks me from my confused spiral. Bianca, now looking over to the woman, asks, her face full of confusion. She then looks at me, her eyes filled with tears.

"2007." She bluntly states, rolling her eyes as if it was a stupid question. My hand flies to my mouth in shock as I hear the woman's words. 2007! I have been in that damn casino for thirty one years? I reel back, the realization finally hitting me. I shake my head, a feeling of sickness washes over me. This can't be happening.

The woman guides us towards a large black car. I had never seen a car so big and with so many seats! She motions to the driver to leave after we all file into the car. Nico looks completely lost, his hands still on his silver army toy.

"Now, you may be confused." The woman, Camille according to the driver, starts. I scoff at her words, my arms crossed as I look out the window. A growing feeling of sadness wells up in my stomach, a twisting sort of feeling. "I can assure you that you will be safe at your new school. We will be there shortly."

How much did the world change? Why does time pass differently in that casino? Why did my Dad leave me there? Thousands of questions circled around in my head, too many unknowns for me to handle.

I feel my breaths begin to quicken, my hands shaking. I fiddle with the pins and patches on my worn out bomber jacket, quickly grounding myself. I think of my hands in cold grass and a warm breeze blowing over my face. I breathe out a sigh, accepting of the absolutely crazy situation.

I place my hand over Bianca's, she breaks her stare from out the window to look over at me. I give her a reassuring smile and her hand a small squeeze. She gives me a small smile, telling me that she's okay.

"Okay, children, grab your things. We're here." Camille orders. She quickly climbs out of the car and starts making her way to the man standing outside of the ominous front doors of the school. I grab my green duffel bag and follow Bianca out of the car, Nico follows me slowly. I didn't even want to think about how scared he must be. We all follow Camille slowly, our necks craned up to take in the vastness of the school.

Standing on the pathway, there stands a man. He towers over my friends and I as we stand behind our lawyer. He gives us all a large, slightly creepy smile. His two different colored eyes almost seemed to glow as he looked at us.

"Welcome to Westover Hall. Your new home."

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taglist: @cxcilla

#percy jackson x reader #percy jackson #annabeth is our friend #slow burn #percy will probs be in the next chapter #percy jackson x oc #percy jackson fanfiction #canondivergent #percy jackon and the olympians #percy pjo

[naffeclipse]

Genuinely curious! This have always question my brain and finally i decided to ask.

The first time i saw your account in ao3 and tumblr i was like oh! A bonnie pfp how cute! As time go on it lead to it seem you love bonnie but yet you write so many wonderful stories of daycare attendant but never bonnie fic i think before i wonder why? No offense! Sorry if it seem rude i just curious

(also thank you so much for spending time writing so much amazing and lovely fic of sun and moon and Y/N, i always admire how you can use words to create such wonderful scenery that manifest my brain in a good way)

It's not rude to ask!

I love the DCA! That's mostly the reason. They take my full attention with the fics I have for them, but I adore Bonnie. He's been my favorite character since FNAF 1 though I haven't seen much Y/N shipping with him. He doesn't have much presence in SB except for being mysteriously gone during it and Freddy missing him, and while that is intriguing, that's not exactly a personality. However, that leaves room for a lot of interpretation which I would love to sink my teeth into.

I am curious now: would y'all read a Glamrock Bonnie x Reader fic if I wrote one?

#me looking at my pfp and back to you #heheh #naff nuh huh

[bellaxgiornata]

Falling For the Devil [Part seventy: "The Thoughts About the Future"]

Pairing: Matt Murdock x Fem!Reader

Summary: After a discussion with his mother, Matt invites you over for dinner at his place.

Or You both finally discuss the topic of moving in.

[Series of one-shots about Reader meeting, falling for, and dating Matt Murdock.]

Warnings: 18+ for this series; contains humor, fluff, romance, angst, smut (like...a lot of it later in the series), language, some violence

Word Count: 3.2k

a/n: This is a fluffy, sweet installment where you get a Matt POV in the beginning! You can find the entire list of installments for this series on tumblr here. I've almost transferred them all over from AO3 now!!

Matt let his mother lead the pair of them to a bench in front of the church, his cane tapping rhythmically along the pavement before himself. Both of them sat down beside each other, Matt drawing his cane between his legs and nervously twisting it as he did. 

It was an early Sunday morning at the end of March, the air still chilly around them where they sat quietly. The sidewalks were fairly empty though, which gave the pair of them a bit of privacy that Matt was grateful to have for this conversation. 

"So I know this isn't you coming for just another chat," Maggie eventually cut through the silence. "You're far too tense for that. What happened, Matthew?"

He let out a sigh, leaning further back into the bench. "Nothing happened," he told her, his hands still fidgeting with his cane. 

He could feel his mother's eyes on him, curiously studying him closely. That only caused him to move a hand, toying with the hem of his winter coat under the heavy weight of her scrutiny. He was nervous to open up to her like this; he certainly didn’t have conversations like this with her. 

"It's about her, isn't it?" Maggie asked after a moment. She said your name tentatively, her eyes still on Matt.

He smiled softly, nodding his head. "Yeah, it is," he admitted.

He could hear the way Maggie nodded beside him, turning along the bench to face him more fully. Her heart had sped up just a bit in her chest and he figured it was in anticipation at whatever he was going to say. 

"Well I don't have all day, Matthew," she urged. "Please tell me you haven't ruined things with her now that you finally got her back."

He shook his head, his focus falling onto his feet. "No, I haven't," he answered her awkwardly. "But that's…sort of why I'm here. I–I could use some advice," he admitted. "So that I don't ruin things."

Maggie hummed out a curious noise, settling more comfortably onto the bench beside him. Matt heard the way her mouth pulled into a smile, clearly pleased at the fact that he had come to her for help. 

"Well, what's going on that you would seek my advice for?" she asked.

Matt swallowed hard, his sightless gaze still focused along his feet. He stuffed his left hand into his coat pocket, the fingers of his right hand tapping anxiously along his cane. He wasn’t entirely sure where to begin, but he figured he might as well just get straight to the point.

"Her lease is up at the end of next month," he began slowly, aware of the eyebrow that rose onto Maggie's forehead. "And before…well, everything that had gone on between us that had led to us breaking up, she was supposed to be moving in with me next month. But we haven't talked about it yet. Though I want to talk about it with her–I am. Tonight. Over dinner. But I–" he paused, his eyes briefly closing, "–I want her to move in. I really, really want her to, but it feels like it's so soon after us getting back together. It–it seems like it may not be the best time. And I don't want her to move in just because her lease is up and she feels pressured, nor do I want to feel like that’s why she’s moving in. And I worry that such a big change might have a negative impact on the relationship after what just happened. I just–just don’t want to do the wrong thing here, or give her the wrong idea. I don’t want to mess this up."

"Maybe you should just speak plainly like this with her, Matthew," Maggie suggested. “She might be on the same page as you. Or she might be entirely ready to move in still. She seems like a level-headed woman and she quite obviously loves you very much. Just talk to her.”

Head turning towards his mother, his brows rose up onto his forehead. “That’s it? Just talk to her?” he asked in disbelief.

Maggie shrugged easily beside him. “Yes,” she answered. “Communication is important in a relationship. It seems like you both struggle with that, but it appears you’re also both working on it. From the things you’ve told me at least. So yes, Matthew,” she said, “just talk to her about it. Tell her your fears and how you feel, then listen to her. I’m sure you both can figure it out together. And I’m sure it’s been on her mind if her lease is up in a few weeks.”

A sigh fell out of Matt as his left hand slid out of his jacket pocket, his fingers combing nervously through his hair. How did she make it sound like such a simple thing when he’d all last week felt like talking to you was going to be so difficult?

“You love her,” Maggie pointed out, breaking the silence that had once again fallen. “Quite a bit.”

“Yes,” he admitted. “I do. And I’m terrified of ruining things. Normally when I’ve lost the people I care about,” he continued, his throat feeling like it was closing up at the emotions coursing through him, “I don’t get a second chance to fix things. To make it right. But she gave me that.”

“Then talk to her,” Maggie urged. “Speak from that beautiful heart that you have and I have faith that everything will work out as it should.”

Matt’s lips twitched upwards at the corner, slowly nodding his head as he focused back down towards his feet. His left hand ran across his mouth as he felt suddenly compelled to admit something else to his mother, something he’d yet to say aloud.

“I’ve been–been thinking about the future a lot more,” he said softly, his hand lowering to his lap. “It’s not something I usually had been doing ever since becoming Daredevil. I didn’t quite envision a future, there wasn’t anything I’d ever really wanted for myself,” he confessed, aware of his mother’s intense focus on him. “Not until her, that is. And now I can’t stop thinking about the future. All these things I’ve never thought about–I want them. With her.”

“Marriage?” Maggie asked, the smile obvious in her tone.

He nodded in response, a broad smile slowly making its way across his face. “Yes,” he told her. “I’ve heard Foggy and Karen tease me about it countless times at the office now. And I know you’ve occasionally made your comments when we’ve spoken but…” he trailed off, his face still alight with the love he had for you written across it. “Now I know that’s what I want. And I know right now is way too soon for that but–” he blew out a sharp breath, his stomach twisting into nervous knots just at the thought of someday asking you that question, “–she’s–she’s it for me. I want her. Forever.”

“Ahh, my son,” Maggie whispered, Matt catching the tremor in her voice before he felt her drawing him into a hug, “I’m so happy you finally found her then.”

Matt’s own arms wrapped around his mother, the two embracing for a long while on that bench in what was one of their rare moments of affection. He could tell Maggie was crying a bit as he held her, but he could also tell the tears weren’t from sadness.

“You both will be just fine,” Maggie whispered into his shoulder. 

And it was her reassurance that gave Matt the courage he needed to speak with you tonight about the topic of living together.

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“Okay, I have to ask, because somehow Katy and I got into a huge discussion about this at the office today,” you told Matt, pouring the red wine into the glasses on the kitchen counter, “and we both sort of agreed that you would be the one who could actually give us an answer.”

Matt paused from his place near the stove where he was plating the carbonara, his focus landing on you. “Is this about my butt?” he asked hesitantly.

“What? No,” you said with a laugh, shaking your head. “No, it’s not. I swear.”

He shot you a grin before he turned back to the plates before him and continued what he was doing. “Okay, so what’s the question?” he asked curiously.

“What spice–or seasoning–has the most flavor?” you questioned him. Setting the bottle of wine down, you turned to face him as your back rested against the countertop, one hand toying with that gold pendant necklace he’d gotten you for Christmas. “Like, per granule or…however I suppose you would quantify it. Because she claims salt is, but I say there’s a lot of other spices that are quite strong that I think are stronger than salt. Like saffron. Or…cinnamon.”

Matt chuckled lightly as he finished what he was doing before he removed the towel from his shoulder, turning to face you as he wiped his hands along it. “That is not what I thought you were going to ask at all,” he said.

Your head tilted to the side as you shot him a smile. “I told you it wasn’t about your butt,” you teased. “We do talk about things besides that, you know.”

“Like quantifying spices by the granule?” he teased back.

You rolled your eyes, shaking your head. “Okay, well can you help me out here? Who’s right?” you asked him.

Matt shrugged. “Neither of you. Because you’re right in the sense that there are alot of strong seasonings out there, but honestly? I couldn’t tell you that there is just a single one that is the strongest. But–” he said, raising a finger and pointing it towards you, “–I will say saffron is quite strong.”

“Hmm,” you hummed out, “fair point, I suppose.”

“Anymore questions before dinner?” he asked, a dark brow quirking playfully up onto his forehead.

Biting your lip, you eyed Matt before you as he stood in the middle of the kitchen dressed in his black tee-shirt and a pair of those nice jeans he sometimes wore. The shirt was pulling taut at his chest from his broad muscles and as your eyes traveled downwards, you caught sight of how perfectly his jeans fit his thighs. Matt’s head slowly canted to the side as you surveyed him. 

“Maybe one…” you said softly, voice trailing off as heat rose to your cheeks.

Somehow that dark brow of his rose even higher. “Which is?”

Swallowing hard, you asked, “Is there anything planned for after dinner?”

You watched the gradual pull of Matt’s mouth as a smug smirk appeared on his face. He set the towel down on the counter beside him, his focus never leaving you as he made his way over. He stopped just before you, his hands landing on your hips and gently drawing you into him. Your breath came in shallower when he leaned in closer to you, his mouth just beside your ear.

“Why don’t we see how you’re feeling after dinner first, hmm?” he whispered.

Hands reaching up, they landed along Matt’s firm chest as you tried to control your heart rate. “Maybe dinner can wait?” you suggested.

Matt chuckled lightly beside your ear and a moment later you felt him kiss your temple. And then he was pulling away, making his way towards the two plates he’d just assembled. 

“Sweetheart, let’s just focus on dinner first,” he said. “There was something I wanted to talk to you about anyway.”

“Oh,” you muttered, heart rate suddenly spiking for a different reason. “Okay, yeah, sure.”

Turning, you grabbed both of the wine glasses in your hands, trying to take quiet, calming breaths. You were nervous now, not entirely sure what it was Matt could want to talk to you about. Had you done something wrong? Pushed him with sex? Was he wanting to take things slower? Or…worse? As you followed Matt out of the kitchen towards his table, you did your best to keep your hands from shaking. It didn’t help that you knew Matt was aware of your abrupt nervousness. 

You set down a glass of wine beside Matt’s plate before pulling the chair out beside his and sitting down. Drawing your own glass to your lips, you quickly took a drink and tried to calm your nerves. Your eyes remained focused on the plate he’d set before you, too nervous to look at him beside you.

“I’ve made you uncomfortable,” he pointed out. “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to.”

“No, no,” you said quickly, your voice pitched higher than usual.

“Sweetheart,” Matt said gently, “I can hear your body right now.”

Eyes still on the plate, you set the glass of wine onto the table as you slowly nodded. “Okay, yeah, I guess I am feeling a little anxious,” you admitted. “It’s uh, usually not a good thing when someone in a relationship says they want to talk.”

Matt’s hand slid across the table, coming to rest lightly along your wrist. Exhaling a shaky breath, you glanced up at him beside you. He was shooting you a sweet smile, your eyes immediately dropping down to the dimple in his cheek.

“I’m not intending this to be a bad thing,” Matt assured you. “But we do need to talk about your lease expiring, don’t we?”

You blinked hard a few times as you registered what he’d said. He was right, your lease was up in just over a month. You’d wondered if Matt would ever bring it up because you’d already assumed you weren’t moving in just yet after what had happened.

“I suppose so, yes,” you answered slowly.

He nodded, his hand releasing your wrist as he turned a bit more towards you at the table. “I think maybe we should…wait a bit before you move in, if that–that’s still what you want to do after, well, everything,” he began timidly. “I just worry that you might feel rushed or pressured to take such a big step after what I did and I don’t–” his tongue darted out between his lips nervously, “–don’t want you to feel either of those things. Because I love you, sweetie. And I want you to know that’s what you want. I want it to feel right for you . But believe me, sweetheart,” he pressed, “I want you to. That’s never changed, I promise you. I still want you here with me, I still want you to use that key I gave you, but I just want to do this right. I want you to be comfortable with the decision.”

You sat there with your lips parted, entirely speechless. Staring at Matt, you found yourself overcome with the urge to lean over and kiss him–and maybe do more than that. Beside you, Matt sent you a nervous smile, his eyebrows rising up onto his forehead in your silence.

“Sweetheart? Some thoughts here?” he asked anxiously.

You shook your head quickly, laughing a little nervously. “Sorry,” you muttered, still trying to recover. “The uh, the first reaction I had to that was not an appropriate response.”

His brows quickly drew together, his nose lightly scrunching at your words. “And what would that have been?” he asked. 

“It uh,” you began, eyes darting down to the plate of untouched pasta before you as you cleared your throat, “involved me wanting to jump you for how considerate you are.”

“Jump me?” he asked, amusement in his tone.

Cheeks further flushing, you shrugged. “Yeah, that was just…very sweet. But I honestly appreciate all of that because, well, I’ll admit I’m a bit hesitant to move in so quickly after everything. I worry you might change your mind or decide to push me away again and that…scares me,” you admitted softly. 

“That’s understandable,” Matt replied. “And I want to prove to you that I’m not going anywhere. That you can trust me.”

“I already had spoken to my landlord,” you told him. “I’m lucky she likes me because we’d agreed on a month-by-month rent for a couple of months while I figured out what was going on with, well, us.”

Matt’s mouth quirked up at the corners as he sent you a warm smile. “And here I was thinking I needed to pull out the ‘I’m a really good lawyer and I can get you out of your lease’ card,” he joked.

“Ahh, I was one step ahead of you, Murdock,” you teased, your attention returning to him beside you. 

“That you were,” he replied with a grin.

“So is that why you made dinner tonight?” you asked him curiously. “Because you were wanting to talk to me about this?”

He nodded, though you caught a little glint of something in his eyes that had you curiously studying him. 

“Yes,” he admitted. “But also, I just really wanted an excuse to have you over and make you dinner. I know you’ve been having a stressful time with work lately.”

At the mention of work you slumped in your seat, your heart dropping to your stomach. “Yeah, I have. The fluff pieces for the past few months have been killing me. It’s like if I don’t actively chase stories, Ellison will just keep sending charity events my way to cover,” you vented, running a hand across your forehead. “I feel like my sleep is suffering for it lately.”

“So why don’t you relax and just enjoy dinner, sweetheart?” he suggested. “Don’t worry about work. And we can revisit the topic of you moving in in a few weeks. Let’s just enjoy our evening.”

A slow smile made its way across your lips before you nodded at Matt. “Okay. You’re right. Thanks for making dinner tonight, Matt,” you told him. “I appreciate it.”

He returned the smile, the warmth of it reaching his eyes. “Of course, sweetheart,” he said. “You’re always taking care of me and I like to try to return the favor.”

You playfully rolled your eyes as you picked up your fork. “You and always trying to reciprocate,” you muttered.

“Speaking of,” Matt said, his tone low and sultry beside you, “I might actually be feeling up for dessert after this. In the bedroom. To uh, make up for that lunch the other day.”

Heat flamed across your cheeks as you twirled some pasta onto your fork. “I told you that wasn’t a quid pro quo thing, Matt,” you said softly.

You heard him shifting in his seat and you turned towards him. He was grinning mischievously at you and shooting you a look that had your heart skipping in your chest.

“And I told you it was a ‘my girlfriend is incredibly sexy’ thing,” he whispered back, that grin still on his mouth. “And I quite enjoy showing my incredibly sexy girlfriend how much I love her.”

Your thighs pressed together under the table as you squirmed in your seat. Matt’s deep, rumbling chuckle filled the air.

“So, you think you’re up for dessert after dinner?” he teased.

Raising your fork to your mouth, you muttered, “You know I can’t resist dessert with you, Matt.”

A pleased hum came from beside you as you saw Matt finally pick up his own fork. You tried to focus on eating despite now being all too aware of what the two of you would shortly be up to.

“That’s my girl,” Matt murmured before focusing on his dinner.

And like hell if those three words weren’t ringing through your mind as you ate.

#matt murdock x reader #matt murdock x you #matt murdock fluff #matt murdock x fem reader #matt murdock x f!reader #matt murdock series #matt murdock fic #daredevil x female reader #daredevil x reader #matt murdock fanfic #matt murdock #fftd

[lil-lost-mind]

(This is a bit of a along post about my general experience in the qsmp fandom, both good and bad, and it does mention xenophobia but not direct experiences)

I'm happy to see people here being so nice and reminding that we(Brazilians) are welcome here

I was really hesitant about interacting with fandom at first, I actually was there the Brazilians arrived because suddenly tazercraft live appeared for me on YouTube, I joined for a moment but didn't stay long, but I did look about it later. Because Brazilians youtubers/streamers are on a server with a bunch of people from other countries? I was curious about what this would lead to

Didn't regret it, but since then, I was a bit scared of interacting on fandom. Some comments on clips were fine. But then I started using tumblr because of a friend's recommendation, I kept a look on what was happening on lore on general but didn't really interact on fandom. Hence why I created this blog, and also why it took me so long to link this blog to my main one

Because, well, if I got hate for any reason, it would only be a sideblog that I only posted about qsmp. I could just delete it or just ignore them

I am by nature a person who is very shy to talk about my interests, it might have nothing wrong about it but I'm shy, I'm the type of person who goes on asks box on anon because is too shy, even if I'm not doing anything wrong there's this fear of judgemeent.

In the light of the recent events, I am once again reminded that's why I don't use or plan to use Twitter, but still I couldn't avoid but feel... scared in a way, I don't think anyone would like to be treated that way. And even a bit ashamed of saying that I'm brazilian. Ashamed might not be the right word, but there's this feeling wich is similar, and while I'm proud of being a brazilian, I just... maybe invalidate is a more fitting word, it's just feels like my culture is unimportant compared to others.

And this is what it seems, in my understanding, what looks like suffering from xenophobia is, but I imagine it's worse suffering it directly ofc, and ironically, I don't think I ever felt like that for those reasons before. And while I can't talk about how it feels when suffering from it directly, I feel bad for the people who had to go through it(not only Brazilians). Nobody should feel ashamed of their culture or ethnicity

Ofc tumblr isn't free of people like that. After all, no social media will be free from intolerance. But it feels like it's harder to see it. But I can't emphasize enough how it makes me happy to see so many people saying their blog is a safe place for us. After seeing this stuff, it makes things better, for me, at least. It reminds me that my culture isn't less important than any other

And qsmp brought something beautiful, the unity of communities. Because even with those bad things happening, it's not the only thing in fandom, it happens, and any fandom has this, unfortunately. But I love to see every time someone talks about their culture, facts about their languages, to see people motivated in learning new languages. It's beautiful and makes me happy each time

I don't regret making myself part of the fandom, the opposite, really, I've met creators that I would have never without the qsmp. I've met amazing people there, I've found incredible artists and writers. I've had fun

I've found the motivation to learn new languages again, more passion to draw

And I'm thankful to everyone there who is incredibly nice and so made me more comfortable interacting here, even if they will probably never know

So despite everything, I think it was worth it

Was worth reading character analysis and theories, enjoying stories, seeing fanart and animatics, learning new language facts and about other cultures. Was worth seeing people being happy

Again, I'm very thankful for all the people who made me, and I'm going to assume a lot of other people who needed to hear that, comfortable and validate here, I can't express how much this made me happy, I hope everyone coming from twitter have a good time here<3

And a very big and sincere "VAI TOMAR NO CU" to any xenophobic and racist person

I know very few people will see this, or even read everything, but I had to say this somewhere, so yeah, I'm rambling on tumblr again:D

#qsmp #qsmp fandom #I have no idea of what to put in the tags #why are those so hard??? #lil's rambling #also it's flipping 3:40 am for me #my schedule is so screwed

[heda-heather]

:nervously off anon: So I watched the Anti-Hero video for the first time yesterday (I know, I know...SO behind the times), and I'm so curious how Swifties are interpreting the very clear symbolism. Like, Taylor is two selves. One of them (the "villain") is her exact presentation out in the world right now. Taylor's lyrics match up with her real self. Her public persona doesn't match up with her lyrics. Swifties don't acknowledge this contrast?

Also, what do they make of the bottle she's drinking from? The one with the Lover video's family crest. Do they not wonder WHY that crest is in a video that is otherwise not about romance? Like, I feel like with close attention to lyrics + close attention to videos + an ounce of attention to how her persona changes from album to album + THE ENTIRE LOVER Era = AT THE VERY LEAST that she is not who she seems (and is most certainly under the queer umbrella).

An even deeper dive will lead you to "she is with Karlie; that crest is signaling Karlie; her songs signal Karlie; Taylor is likely identifying as a lesbian now." Yet somehow they don't see any of it that way, and I wonder how. Maybe willful ignorance. Maybe selection of detail to support their own thesis. Maybe it's the English major in me that makes me pore over this stuff.

My assumption is that many Swifties center their listening experience on how they relate to what Taylor's talking about, so it's more about their own experience and projection than what is actually being written. I know they'd say the same about gaylors, but there are CLEAR motifs in this discography. It's all fascinating but also driving me mad. LOL

Anyway, sorry for the novel. I am still a whole n00b to this fandom and mostly choose to engage with Taylor's world via this corner of Tumblr and through her lyrics. The wider fandom seems like actual hell. LOL

Whew ok I needed a minute to read and process before responding 😂

1. Swifties see the anti-hero more as her battle with fame I think, kinda missing the deeper meaning of her being a completely different person underneath that fame.

2. I doubt they think about the crest at all. I never noticed it until a Kaylor blog pointed it out and showed all the times it’s been displayed. They probably assume it’s just a random design.

3. Her persona changing from album to album actually gives them fuel to say she’s NOT part of the queer community because “the lover era was her activist era, just showing her support, then she moved on from it”

4. They’re NOT looking for signals to Karlie. And they take what she shows them (hanging all over football guy) at face value

5. Projection is a big piece of it. “Loving in secret” to us, is such an obvious flag to the experience of realizing you’re queer in a heteronormative society. I think a lot of them romanticize this instead. They see it as finding a love so special, you want to keep it to yourself. I think a lot of them are obsessed with her work because she describes this intense, earth-shattering love. It gives them hope to find it… but they don’t realize it’s a queer love. And the fact is… 2 women loving one another do share a different experience than a man and woman, because of how women express themselves and understand the universal female experience. Add that to the experience of being queer in anyway. So… they’re kinda holding onto false hope they’ll find a love like she describes. But also there is no other Karlie Kloss in this world 😍🥰

Anyway, my thoughts. Thanks for being brave enough to come off anon! Always love a good chat.

#note: I am referring to cis man and cis woman compared to two queer female identifying persons as Karlie and Taylor seem to identify

[ruiimellowww]

Okay HI hello 👋👋

I saw ur art about Sun & Moon through a reblog and I am such a simp for those two omg so here's a rant :33

(Also if you're not comfy with this pls ignore this rant then, and I am so sry if that is the case!! Will stop immediately if you tell me to /srs)

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CAN I JUST SAY I am sosososososo in love with your desgin for the dca cuz holy shit I have never seen anything hotter. O.O LIKEEE THE HUMANOID VERSION??!?!!?? UGH soooo goooodd 🥵🥵 I love the designs and the- the little EARRINGS as well?!??! Omg sooooo cutee aaaaaa 💞💞

and-and omigosh UR ART IS SO GOOD AS WELL!?!? I straight up just wanna munch it. I am eating ur art fr. In LOVE with ur artstyle it's so yummy 😍

Anywhoooo I also scrolled through your dca tag aND *GASP* ECLIPSE?????? 😍😍AND I?? WANNA??? BE ENVELOPED????? BY HIMM??? (I feel like mans would give THE BEST cuddles on the planet!!!)

HOLLLYYYY SHITTTT thE SIZEEEEEEE

Big tall omigoshhhhhhHHH M- my brain- my heart my- mY EVERYThIng is mELTING! ! ! ! ! Literally his size just does something to me I cannot comprehend why omigosh

(*lays in a puddle on the floor*)

I can imagine sosososo many different scenarios where that height could be used aaaaa >~< <333 ;P

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Omg if you have any HCs (and *wanna* share, ofc.) about him (Or about Sun & Moon) I'd love to listen to you ramble about them??? <333

So curious about ur HCs & would absolutely love any crumbs about the dca ksskksskkdkdjdks ❤️😂

Uhm uhm first off, thank you so much I can't rlly put into words how sweet this is and I totally don't mind the rambles because me too. And also because its been YEARS since I last used Tumblr or did anything answering Ask is a bit tough for me.. MmMM

Although I don't have many HC at the moment.. I can however give you a little insight I have regarding my Human DCA :]

Moondrop (Moon) and Sundrop

- when I first designed Moon (after the game came out) he had a much wilder look to him, especially the face because I was really into the idea of him being simply insane hence the red.

- later when i got back to his design and adding colours I thought that it would be fun to make it Blue and white themed, which I actually didn't see a lot back then

- he wasn't supposed to look human even as a Humanoid, I liked to think that Sun & Moon simply had a renovated body. They are just as much Animatronics as they had always been, robotic parts and everything but with a bit of twist

- So then onto Sun.. the thing is its sad to say but I never explored much with Sun's design back then as much as I did with Moon, so I can't provide a good reference

- although I had a rough idea of how sun would look like I never quite liked the way I drew him, so he's always somewhat been stuck in this unfinished stage

- Then there was eclipse, who was my absolute FAVORITE at that time, I don't think I loved a character MORE THAN ECLIPSE EVER when I was drawing him out

- yes!! It was very much inspired by the 3D render shown here as the ref, though I did make some changes of my own to the design as well

- I had a lot in my head when I was drawing him, but the one thing that I loved most about this design still to thisq day is rhe face. The way I him to look back then was sort of a mix between my Sun and Moon designs, only leaning more towards Sun in colours and Moon in appearance with the crazed look in his eyes

The height was just a funny little thing I thought of, cuz imagine this giant fkn ahh robot just comes in here and picks you up 💀 god I would piss myself

Cough..

So in regards to the new design, I did kind of get rid of the animatronic feel to him that I had done with the DCA and his old design, all of them now look a whole lot more Human which is what I intended for

Eclipse has a few scars around his body; right forearm, left side of his torso that leads all the way up to his chest. Plus a bit of his face that is burnt which you can't exactly see because of the Black spots

Overall I like my newer designs quite a lot and has also changed a lot, this is probably the most insight you'll get out of me abt my art 😭😭 cuz I don't usually ramble this much otherwise

I might come up with some head canons at a later date, but they'll be fun thats for sure ;)

#rants n rambles #ruiis art #digital art #fnaf security breach #humanoid #moondrop #sundrop #eclipse #eclipse fnaf #fnaf daycare attendant #DCA

[msperfectsheep-posts]

Okay Note here. CHARACTER ASK. i7 Torao, Haruka, and Nagi. Ouran High School Haruhi. Batman Jason. Anyone in persona you must talk about (I don't know anyone there). Did I miss someone? (You don't have to do all. I am mereky curious)

THANK YOU NOTE!!! I'm gonna put all of these beneath a cut just so I don't clog up people's dashes <3

Torao Mido: (IDOLiSH7)

Torao is the kind of character where you're like "literally why is he in the main cast when everyone else is a banger" and then you realize that his arc is just 4-5/6ths of the way into the story and you go Oh. Oh. I get it now. That's him. That said, I want to blast him with a fire hose.

Haruka Isumi: (IDOLiSH7)

Haruka was my discord pfp for several months and I think that says a lot already. I love him so much, he's like. so bulliable and he should be bullied. Dramatic ass teenager baby that dresses like an e-boy. I love him so much and every time he bleps (:P) in official art I want to Die. Prime blorbo material.

Nagi Rokuya: (IDOLiSH7)

I'll admit outright that, as someone who had Ouran High School Host Club change my brain chemistry forever when I was a child, and with i7 having a main character named Tamaki, I CONSTANTLY called Nagi "Tamaki" during the first season just because he was the silly blond weeb guy!! I was like holy shit there's two of them. And then I got to parts 3 and 4 and I was like Oh Holy Shit they're even more similar than I thought :'). Nagi is a BELOVED character of mine but it took a moment for me to grow into loving his character. I wish I saw more fan content of him because he fucking rocks, but he's also just on a different plane from a lot of the more popular characters and I get it. I love how everyone respects him as they should though. My king forever and ever.

Haruhi Fujioka: (Ouran High School Host Club)

SPEAKING OF OURAN HIGH SCHOOL HOST CLUB. Haruhi's arc in the anime and manga is a little different, and obviously the anime wasn't supposed to end where it did, but with the changes the director and writers made, I truly believe that it would be impossible for the animeverse to end the same way the mangaverse did. Anyways Haruhi is a really funny character because she's supposed to be the straightman in a lot of the jokes, but she's just as dramatic and silly as everyone else. And it's great. 10/10 protagonist, every time I think of her I think of that tumblr post about her with the big brown eyes and I go Yeah. yeah.

Jason Todd: (DC Comics; Batman)

(If you can't read that square, it says "SCOTT LOBDELL")

Jason was NOT my favorite DC character or even Robin for a long, long time. I only really got into his character when I started working on my fic, Beyond Imagination, and had to start analyzing what a younger Jason was like and how he would interact with the world in a modern day and age. All of the Batman characters get flanderized and mischaracterized by fanon and canon a lot, so it's hard to figure out what was generally agreed upon as canon unless you read yourself, but Jason's got a strong story and personality that really shined with his resurrection. I'd say it's one of the best uses of reviving a character thought to be dead, and every time I think about his death and like. both the in-universe and real life events that lead up to it, I get emotional. Great character that makes me deeply ill to think of from a meta-perspective.

Maya Amano: (Persona 2 Innocent Sin & Persona 2 Eternal Punishment)

Okay so. You may have noticed I tagged two Persona games for her and that's because, spoilers for Persona 2, the first Persona 2 (Innocent Sin) is a timeline that fails. The game with you resetting the timeline because you fucked up that badly, and the second Persona 2 (Eternal Punishment) is your second shot and doing things over. HOWEVER. Maya changes with the timelines because she was doomed to die with how things were set up in Innocent Sin, and fixing that to give the timeline a shot in Eternal Punishment changes her as a character. This bingo is more about Innocent Sin Maya, who is a 23 year old girlfailure reporter that makes me Deeply Deeply Ill. If you're ever curious, you can send me an ask and I'll talk about her more in depth because Persona 2 isn't the easiest game to play

Thank you for the ask!!!

#ask game #idolish7 #dc #ohshc #persona

[robobirdie]

Update to my Ninjago Story

A while back I came up for an idea for a prequel to my story while working on a sort of epilogue/sequel story but wasn't sure if I was going to write it. Recently though I decided to write it more details of it coming to my mind. I have started posting it on the AOE page of my story. Due to recent changes to Tumblrs posting style I can't really post the story here, the only certain numbers of words per paragraph is difficult to work with, but I can post updates here. Here's some arts to go with what I have posted and samples from it.

First off as an introduction imagine this sort of trailer (that's the best I could describe it as) being read by Lloyd:

Something’s coming… we thought they’d be no different from others we’ve faced before but we were wrong. They sailed ashore out of nothing boasting powers and abilities unlike anything we’ve ever seen before. Conquerors seemingly lost to time and space. They’re spreading across the realm cold, dark and monsters following in their wake and nothing we do can stop or slow them down. If only that was the only problem with them. They’re attacking us from within our own ranks distracting some, awakening crippling memories from their past in some, turning others to become traitors and me… to become a monster. I can feel it when they are near the Oni within me surfacing and I am powerless against it. They are awakening it on purpose I just know it but why? What do these things want with Ninjago? Are they here to just claim the realm for themselves or do they have darker intentions? Why are they turning us against each other and why are they awakening the Oni in my blood?

First off for art the two main antagonists of the story Kamal and Rosic; the mysterious brother and sister who lead the Lost Clan the group invading Ninjago.

Kamal is a warrior while Rosic is a master of arcane arts. The Lost Clan that they lead are like a mix between Vikings and the Huns.

A snippet of the ninjas first encounter with the two:

As they went through the town they started to notice one of these strange beings what appeared to be one of the hyena folk following them. They only guessed what it was from their ears and snout which stood out from the red hood of its hooded and sleeved robe like cloak and the claws on the hands and feet that wore wraps and gloves that exposed the digits. Under the robe it wore fairly plain commoners attire in a dusted pale blue color. It was carrying a staff with a strange gem in it and hung back to watch them green eyes glaring from the shadow of the hood. The individual didn’t seem to care if they noticed it. It seemed curious to them but they couldn’t tell why.

“Is it just me or is that one following us?” Jay inquired at one point when noticing the individual. Zane noted eerily calm for the situation Jay felt, “she has been following us since we left the docks.”

“She? How do you know that things a she? It’s really hard to tell with these things,” Kai wondered and Pixal explained, “while these beast folk do seem to share the highly masculinised females of the beasts they resemble making it hard for humans to tell the difference you forget us nindroids have more advanced senses than humans much more akin to animals. Like them we can detect the chemical signatures organisms give off as a means of communication and identification and she bares the scent markers of a female.”

“Really we give off a smell?” Jay wondered starting to smell himself and Zane noted, “you do but you can’t smell it. Humans have fairly poor scent receptors and lack the proper scent organs to detect pheromones that most animals possess so you cannot properly analyze your own kinds chemical traces. We however do have receptors able to pick such things up and analyze them.”

“So you two are kind of like cats then in that regard; at least you don’t do that weird lip thing cats do when they smell things cause that would be weird,” Kai commented stumping Zane and Pixal. Zane wondered, “why do you compare components of our being to those of a cat?”

“He’s just playing around and not actually comparing you to a cat,” Cole explained to ease Zane and Pixals confusions. Nya who was still focussed on the figure wondered, “why is she following us?” Zane noted, “she may just be curious but surely the rest are curious as well so why just she is following us is odd and likely has deeper intentions.”

“Excuse me but can you tell us what is going on here?” Lloyd asked a townsperson sweeping a pathway getting more annoyed by the lack of co-operation from people to them. The individual replied, “you won’t stand a chance against them please leave while you can. You’re the only ones possibly able to stop these things.” Lloyd had been getting more irritated as they went along and not getting any real answers. Out of irritation Lloyd stated, “why can’t anyone just tell us what’s going on?”

“They all seem scared but why?” Nya noted and Jay added being quite trying to not let the strange beings hear, “wouldn’t you be even just a bit scared of these things? They’ve got features of dangerous meat eating animals. Who knows they could be people eaters and here to farm people.”

“Maybe,” Cole commented as they approached a building they believed to be the town hall. They reasoned surely someone there would tell them something. They were expecting to find the mayor and some town councillors but were instead startled to stumble upon a group of armoured beast folk going over a map on a table in the main foyer. Their armour was a mix of leather, fur, metal and cloth with open horned helmets. When they opened the doors to the town center all inside turned to look at them startling them. The ninja were a bit embarrassed to have everyone’s attention on them.

“Uhm sorry for the intrusion but you don’t think you can tell us who you are and what you are doing here?” Jay asked putting on a brave face to the beings. They all stared at them quiet so Jay asked, “maybe I should have asked first if any of you can speak the common tongue?”

“Who are you?” a voice demanded drawing their attention to an individual at the table who was leaned over it inspecting it. He was pale blonde with green eyes and a large distinct scar on his face that looked to be a scar made of a strange icy opaline substance. He had blond hair that was confined to the center of his head like a Mohawk and done up in a short braid at the back and a soul patch of blonde hair on his chin. His fur and skin was pale and a bit greyed in colour with a darker muzzle a typical trait to hyenids. He wore dark metal and leather armour that had fur trimming some parts and bore a green diamond in the centre of the chest and he had a metal decorative plate with the same kind of green gem that seemed to be melded into his forehead. Some pieces of leather were a greenish color and he had green cloth pants. Some parts of the metal to his armour had a scale pattern to it. He wore pauldrons that resembled the skull of a predatory bird and had some teeth from something decorating his braided leather belt. His metal fronted leather boots exposed his clawed toes. Since he was addressing them they were guessing he was the leader.

“Uh we are the ninja. We are warriors that fight back evil…” Lloyd began as this individual straightened up and strolled over to them coming to stand rate in front of them. He sniffed at Lloyd who was nervous of the being especially after it commented, “I smell darkness here.”

“They came in on a flying ship. They have a strange smell to them. I don’t think they are what they seem,” the one that had been following them stated pushing them all into the building into a row in front of everyone by the doors and moving to stand with the other individual. Now that she was close and in front of them they could see while overall pale and greyed like the leader she had dark extremities to her limbs and muzzle like the pattern on some breeds of cat, green eyes and a strange dark greenish arcane mark that appeared to be burned onto her forehead under her hood. She had a few scars like the other on her face and greenish metal implants in her face above and below her eyes looking like she had large metal beads stuck in her skin.

“We told you who we are seems only fitting you tell us who you are,” Jay stated. The leader paused a moment before stating, “you can call us the Lost Clan ozone smelling one.”

“Ozone smelling?,” Jay wondered unhappy and confused over the figures comment giving himself a few sniffs to try and see what the figure was talking about. He couldn’t smell anything. The figure continued speaking to them, “I am the Jarl Kamal and this is my sister and court wizard Rosic the Augur of the Veil. Does that satisfy your curiosity?”

“Jarl? Augur?” Kai wondered confused before Cole inquired, “okay but what are you here for?” The two didn’t seem too interested in chatting and appeared fixated on Lloyd.

“I smell an Oni. Why does this one smell of such a creature?” Kamal stated sniffing at Lloyd. His comment got some of the others agitated causing them to narrow their eyes and bare their teeth. A glow came to Rosics eyes and the marking on her forehead for a couple seconds before she responded, “he smells of it cause he has Oni blood; he has Oni heritage.”

“Where does its darkness sit in the prospect of things?” Kamal wondered he and Rosic getting closer to Lloyd making him nervous and confusing the rest of them. Rosic noted, “I cannot tell but he does not have proper control of it nor is fully aware of it. Our presence is pulling at it and he does not realize it meaning he could lose control to it.”

“Is it just him with this blood? I can see two metal kin; I smell is that merlopian here too?” Kamal wondered and Rosic went over each of them closely investigating them. She was rather forward and touched them with what they were surprised to be unsettlingly cold clawed hands. As she inspected them Rosic commented, “yes. Two Scymkin not of Scymer make however, two have some Merlopian in them and are they related? Smells like it. Strange then for the one to smell of burning; a water folk with connections to fire very interesting. This one isn’t one but he doesn’t appear to have the best control of his bladder. This one isn’t either; is that refined tree blood on your face? From some form of meal I presume likely coating some matter like dough or meat; I doubt you would just drink it straight up. Didn’t clean yourself too well after breakfast huh?” Making things even more uncomfortable Rosic licked Cole on the face disgusting him before continuing, “yes that would seem to be the case.”

“Why’d you do that?! You’re tongues rough like a cats and I think you go it in my mouth!” Cole complained wiping his face and tongue while spitting a bit. Rosic was unbothered the rest of the ninja were grossed and uncomfortable.

“I think then we do not need to tell him what we are doing. I believe it best the Oni descendent and his companions do not get involved in this. We will let you go for now to head back to your lair and sit this out but in the future if you try to interfere or get involved we will not be so lenient,” Kamal stated turning his back on them and heading back to the table.

“That’s not a good enough answer. We’re not going anywhere till you tell us your intentions here. By the looks your conquerors and have enslaved this town leading everyone to be fearful,” Lloyd stated. Kamal stopped in his footsteps to pause looking over his shoulder at him to state, “is that what you think? Typical Oni jumping to conclusions and always assuming others think and act like you.”

“What is that supposed to mean?” Lloyd wondered feeling oddly agitated and triggered by these beings. He could sense some form of energy around them that he didn’t like and it had him on edge. That was worsened by the fact these things could somehow tell about his heritage just by smelling him and the weapons and armour these things wore; it matched some of what his mother had shown him in the museum. The stuff used by entities that appeared to be hunters to both Oni and dragons.

“You should know. The answers in your dark blood and you can feel it even if you don’t realise it. For the safety of all it is best the likes of you are left in the darkness in this,” Kamal stated turning to look at him.

“I think we should just go and rethink this,” Cole commented noting tensions growing. Lloyd however wasn’t listening and proclaimed, “no we’re not leaving till they tell us what they are doing.”

“If you’re not going to listen to your stable friend and leave willingly then we’ll have to make sure you leave through force,” Kamal stated and Rosic expressed, “his oni blood is starting to show.”

“I think it wise we listen to him. Getting in an altercation at this moment would not be a wise idea and could lead to unnecessary harm and danger,” Zane noted he and Pixal getting strange and unsettling readings from these individuals. Kamal stated, “listen to your companions half breed or do you think you could take me. Go ahead as they say hit me with your best shot.” Kamal presented himself for an attack facing Lloyd and holding his arms out in a come get it bro manner.

“Uhm I don’t think that would be a good idea,” Jay noted and Kai stated, “yha something about that seems a bad idea. There’s something off about these things.” Lloyd was hesitating knowing they were right and the right thing to do was to just let things go and head back to do further investigations but he could feel a strong urge building to attack this thing. These things looked dangerous, he could feel something radiating off them much like how he felt around the Oni and if his suspicions were true that these things were somehow related to what his mother had found at that site they were hunters of Oni and dragons so could be enemies to all beings. After a moment’s hesitation feeling his emotions and anger building from the presence of these things Lloyd declared, “alright. Let’s see how tough you are.” Lloyd charged up his powers before shooting it at Kamal. To everyone’s shock Kamal was unaffected instead looking to absorb the energy blast which he built up in his one hand then shot back at Lloyd sending him flying back and out the doors breaking them. Lloyd came to lay stunned and winded on the ground outside the hall. The ninja quickly headed out to check on him Kamal and Rosic following to stand on the doorstep of the hall. A crowd made of these beings from the Lost Clan had gathered around the building along with strange hyena looking creatures with bird like heads and feet and bipedal reptilian creatures that looked a bit like small Grundles. There even seemed to be a gathering of ravens in the area. As she came out of the building Rosic lifted her staff up giving off a cackling noise before slamming it down into the ground causing a dark fog to emit from it and the skies to turn stormy with cold winds and strange green hued lightening.

“We warned you half breed but you insisted on this. If you won’t retreat willingly then we’ll make you leave by force,” Kamal expressed before charging in to attack them equipping his sword. With his lead the others rushed in to join his attack even Rosic who left her staff standing there as it emitted the dark fog which poured out from it and crept over the ground. The ninja wasted no time in defending themselves Lloyd taking a bit of time to recover from the initial attack. It wasn’t long till they understood why the people were scared of these things. There was a strong un-naturality to them. They seemed immune to attack and showed little to no fear. Weapons didn’t leave as bad damages as they thought they would on them, when cut along with an icy blue substance they were guessing were these things blood a black mist would drip out as well and they could heal surprisingly fast even without magic. Even stranger and rather worrisome they had either some form of immunity or a really strong resistance to elemental energy. When hit they’d react like it hurt but quickly just brush it off seeming to absorb the energy and even sometimes wielded it back at them. They couldn’t gain on these beings and worse the mist was getting more prominent spreading out and to their shock strange monstrous entities like strange elemental made serpentine creatures popped out of the mist to attack them...

The Lost Clan has several strange allies helping them including beasts they use as mounts and monstrous allies:

An encounter with some of their monster allies:

An icy one went through Kai shocking and freezing him preventing him from using his powers while leaving frost on his skin. He was crippled by the cold for several minutes unable to defend himself and barely able to move. A fiery one burst out of the mist when Jay got close to it and went through his one arm. He felt searing nearly unbearable pain go through his arm collapsing him to his knees. Nya who was helping Kai as he struggled to quickly get warm in order to defend himself quickly came over once Jay was attacked fending off the entities attacking them while Zane came over to inspect Jays arm Jay in a panic from the pain which he felt was unbearable. She defeated the fiery serpentine creature first blasting it into a steaming mist with water.

“What happened?” she demanded as Zane scanned Jays arm being defended by Kai who had followed her starting to warm up again. After the scan Zane pulled up Jays sleeve exposing what looked to be a fire burn on his arm where the entity had gone through him. After his observations Zane explained, “whatever that was that went through his arm has caused burns akin to those as if he had been on fire in those areas. The damage appears close and worst at surface level but there is minor damage deeper and it appears to be slowly working deeper causing more damage. He needs to be treated for burns to prevent the damage from worsening and going into serious shock and Kai appears to be suffering early stages to hypothermia.” To ease some of his pain and soothe the burn and counter the magic continuing the burning Zane coated Jays arm in ice.

“I th…think we need… need to fall…all back,” Kai stated through shivers. While they were occupied Cole was being faced by a fairly large and bulky individual who was besting him with a strength greater than even what his lava arms could muster. He was pretty sure this was because she was absorbing the energy of his powers when he touched her letting her wield his own powers against him. In the struggle he got knocked back into the dark mist which quickly began to climb onto him. As it climbed onto him he felt a dark dreaded feeling creep up his spine. It began to paralyse him which was made worse when it brought a dreaded feeling to him. He could feel it as a crippling pain in his heart which brought tears to his eyes as memories he’d longed to try and forget flashed in his mind. Memories of his mothers final days where she was suffering badly from her illness, how he had wished there had been something he could have done for her, her funeral and the after effects with him and his father as they had grown distant and cold to each other because of the pain her death had caused them. The overwhelming of emotions collapsed him to his knees unable to hold back tears. With the others focussed with Jay Pixal was the first to react to him and come to his aid. She quickly pulled him from the fog noting its effects on him. She defended him till she could get through to him. Whatever had happened had left him distraught and she couldn’t make sense of his words. He was muttering something about missing someone and wishing they were there for him and how he felt terrible they couldn’t spend time together and that she couldn’t see what he’d become or get to meet his friends and family.

“Cole you have to shake out of this we need you,” she told him shaking him to snap him out of this odd state. He started coming to his senses. He wasn’t fully back and was clearly still troubled by what happened but got focussed enough to continue the fight. While they were all facing defeat Lloyd struggled against Kamal. He was not only strong and resilient but agile and crafty. Lloyd went for a swing at him and Kamal caught his sword in his bare hand with a counter swing snapping it in half leaving to Lloyds shock not even a scrape to his hand. While he was shocked Kamal swung at him cutting his upper left arm. Lloyd jumped back in pain and surprise to grab his arm. Kamal looked at his sword which bore some of Lloyds blood and with an eerily calm tone muttered, “just as suspected, the darkness is rising in you.” Lloyd pulled his hand off his arm curious to what he was talking about and Lloyd was startled to find his blood was tainted by a purplish color in it. It scared him. What did that mean?! Upon seeing this he quickly declared to the others to fall back. They needed no convincing. They headed for the Bounty in the harbour. They had to fight their way free of the group they were facing some of them out of commission.

Nya had to help Jay move as he was in serious pain, Kai was stable enough to move on his own but still struggled from the cold while Cole had recovered enough to flee with little problem helping the others get to safety. As they fled through the streets Zane and Pixal made obstacles for these beings to keep them from getting too close as they followed or sprung up from around town to attack. They knocked over things, broke down awnings, tipped over cars and carts and Zane made barriers of ice. Once on the ship Pixal wasted no time in getting into the cabin and getting the Bounty running and up while the rest followed into the cabin for shelter. As they got up and on their way the strange flying reptiles again swarmed their ship this time attacking more fiercely at it and even leaving some damages to the rigging and sails. Nya and Zane were going to head out to deal with them but without warning as they moved away these creatures attack stopped as they left the area. Pixal took them some distance to the north before landing the ship further up along the shore so they could settle and deal with the aftermath of all that. They were all fairly shaken and some were worse than others.

“What were those things!?” Jay screamed before yelling at Lloyd, “why did you think to attack that thing!? He was letting us go but you had to rile them up and start a fight. If you hadn’t done that we’d be fine!” They all stopped looking at Lloyd. What he said was true and they all knew it but none of them had been wanting to so quickly blurt that out and as drastically as Jay had.

“I’m sorry just something about being around those things… I couldn’t help myself,” Lloyd stated. Nya wondered, “what do you mean?” After a moment’s hesitation Lloyd stated, “I could feel this dark energy around them. It was making me feel angry to them; I couldn’t help myself.”

“Wh…what were were those things?” Kai wondered still shivering.

“I don’t know but there was something strange and familiar to their signatures,” Pixal noted and curious Nya wondered, “when you say familiar what do you mean?” Zane responded, “like how they could smell Oni to Lloyd we could detect hints of dragon and Oni to them.”

“What could that mean?” Nya wondered and Zane expressed, “we will have to look into it. First though we have some we should get to a hospital as soon as possible first.”

“Agreed. Pixal can you get us there ASAP,” Nya agreed and Pixal agreed, “I can do that.” She headed over to the controls and got the Bounty up again. Nya then took Jay, Kai following, to their room to give the two some temporary first aid. Lloyd kept to himself for a few minutes putting his hand over the cut on his arm. He could feel it still bleeding. Curious he pulled his hand back down to look. His blood was back to normal; no purple color. Why had that happen he wondered getting a feeling it wasn’t a good sign.

“Did you get hurt?” Zane inquired noting the blood on Lloyds hand. Lloyd responded, “oh yha. It’s not too bad. I’ll go clean it.”...

A dream Zane has:

It was dark and cold, a cold not even he could handle. He was in an unfamiliar land a dark conifer forest filled with strange sounds with a dark nights sky above dominated by two moons one a bit bigger and reddish than the other the bigger one looking to sit further back in space as the smaller whiter one just barely looked to beginning to cross its path. He wasn’t sure why but Zane had the feeling he was being hunted. Every now and then he would see shadowy humanoid figures moving in his peripherals or the shadows of the understory. They had him on edge. He was trying to find his way out of the woods to somewhere he felt he’d be safe but he couldn’t find that. As he went he started getting more anxious moving quicker and being more on edge. He came to pause for a rest in a small clearing. He backed himself into a group of large trees to feel safe. He was pretty sure he was in serious danger. While he rested shaking from nerves he was startled when an arrow nearly struck him in the head hitting into the tree trunk next to him. He jumped back before pulling the arrow from the tree to inspect it. This wasn’t just any arrow. The tip was large with two serrated prongs and the shaft wasn’t just simple wood. It was made of technology. He recognised this kind of arrow. It was a specialised design with an inbuilt USB that carried a virus that acted like a poison to droids. It was a design that while illegal was still used by many undesirable types as a tool for hunting and fighting droids. When it pierced their skin the prongs on the tip acted as conduits allowing the virus to be transferred into the makes of a droid by just contacting any wires and even some synthetic tissues of their make.

Shortly after he pulled it from the tree it dissolved into a strange burning ash and fell from his hand. That arrow confirmed it, he was being hunted. But by who and where were they? He suddenly felt a sharp pain in his right shoulder, Seconds later he was aware of a virus infiltrating his systems trying to mess with his senses and hinder his mobility. He pulled the arrow from his arm. It was the same kind and again fell to ash. Looking for where it came from he saw standing on a large boulder nearby a humanoid figure bathed entirely in black with only its burning red eyes being the only discernable feature to them. The figure looked to be wielding a bow and prepped to shoot at him again. He started hurrying off to get away from the being as it shot at him again this time missing. He started off fairly well able to still move quite well but soon he was having problems as the virus he was infected with started to mess with his systems. His energy was not being distributed right making his limbs tired and harder to move and he started having trouble with his lungs causing him to have serious coughings. While he didn’t need oxygen so his lungs not working wouldn’t hinder him the pain and severe coughing he was having from them was hindering him as he’d have to slow down or stop to cough. This entity was still following him and he could pick up others nearby following likely to also hurt him. He continued to struggle away till not fully aware of his surroundings because of his struggles he slipped off a rocky ledge. He landed hard on the ground below entering a coughing fit from the landing. He was sore and stiff as he propped himself up on his elbows.

He was instantly shocked and nervous to see in front of him gathered in a large clearing an army of solid shadow figures. They were humanoid with green eyes and while largely humanoid he could vaguely make out that they resembled the figures they had just faced; this Lost Clan. Even more startling to them was what shadowed the sky behind them. A massive shadow figure of a man with the head of a stag loomed. He felt terror grip him to see this figure especially as it looked down at him with green eyes that seemed to burn into him. A noise above him drew his attention to the ledge he’d fallen off of. Standing there looking down at him were these other shadow beings the ones with red eyes. He was caught between two factions both looking to be hunting him. Zane wanted to get up and flee but the virus was making it hard for him to control his own body. He managed to crawl a bit away from the ledge before the elk headed figure began to speak its deep masculine commanding and eerily calm voice declaring, “darkness is coming; they were born in it and it is all they know. They are coming for you and all you know. Choices will have to be made; dark and dire choices.” The larger of the moons in the sky which the figure half eclipsed turned into a blood moon as it continued to speak declaring, “will you choose the right side and actions or doom the world to its end? Let the battle begin.”

While they all get their parts in the story Jay is the focus with his heritage being delved into and the Lost Clan knows a little something about Jays mother:

While they worked on the issues with the Lost Clan Jay continued to secretly look into his birth parents. He had quickly come to a dead end however until their first time getting into an altercation with Rosic and Kamal. During the fight he was startled by Rosic who jumped him after he shocked out two Voidfears. His shock burst them into the strange whitish green mist and dissipated making him uneasy; as if the Lost Clans lack of fear wasn’t unnerving enough already. They believed because they couldn’t truly be destroyed their physical forms only being displaced for a time then they could reform like nothing had happened these beings didn’t care if they got hurt or worse in a fight making them very bold and fearless. Rosic startled him more by jumping him. Instead of continuing to fight however she spoke to him.

“Interesting a cub of Donar, a QoSos,” she stated after he defended himself trying to shock her. She blocked his attack with a ward. Confused he asked, “a what?” She replied with, “one of lightening blood. You bare the powers of lightening just as we suspected. Interesting we’ve met one of you before I wonder if you bare relations to her.” He was greatly confused. What did she mean by that? He tried to get her to explain but she refused to answer instead attacking him. Shortly after they were forced to flee the battle; as they left Jay could swear he saw this Rosic watching him with a strange questioning look to her face. After that he wondered if these beings knew of or had something to do with his mother. He hadn’t found anything relating to it then again everything he’d uncovered really told him very little and he’d never suspected these things could be related in some way to his mother. His wonders switched to confusion the next time they ran into Kamal and Rosics group as they invaded a town. Jay had been keeping an eye out for Rosic wanting to confront her again and try to get some answers. She found him. He chased after a pair of Voidfears which were also called Feardrakes which led him into a dead end alleyway between two four story tall apartments. The creatures amazed him with their ability to scale the vertical walls of the building to climb out away from him. Turning around he was stunned to find Rosic cornering him in the alley.

“The lightening one just who I wanted see,” she stated and he asked cautious, “why?” She tossed at him a small stained wooden box with a carved and gold painted symbol matching his, the symbol of an elemental master of lightening, on the top. He caught it and she told him to open it. He was nervous but slowly opened it. Inside was a necklace with an amulet made of a strange whitish gem like material and underneath that folded in half was a picture, a picture of his birth parents together looking to be on a honeymoon. He was shocked and baffled. Where’d she get this?! How’d she get it and how’d she know of his mother?! He was feeling so surprised, confused, shocked and to his surprise scared that he was shaking a bit and starting to feel sick.

“Where’d you get this?” he asked his voice cracking a bit with emotions and she replied, “she told me she wants you to have it. She’s been watching over you and is proud of you.” He wasn’t pleased with her answer so demanded, “how did you get this? How do you know of my mother?”

“Where we come from she also resides unlike us however she cannot leave let’s leave it at that for now. If I were you I’d catch up with my clan mates. They’re retreating already,” Rosic told him. Frustrated he went to punch her but she dodged him turning into a flock of ravens to port to the roof of the one building of the alleyway. Jay wanted to go after her but Nya calling him to tell him to hurry back to the Bounty so they could leave making him reluctantly abandoned going after her. He brought the box with the necklace and photo with him. He kept it secret from the others only letting Nya know when she came in to check on him later when they were back at the Monastery. He’d told her about the strange things Rosic had said to him before so she was wondering if he’d managed to find her and get anything from her this time. He showed her the box and its items. She was just as shocked and surprised as him asking, “where’d she get these?”

“I don’t know but she said my mother would want me to have this and she claimed to know where my mother is,” he explained. Nya suggested it might be time for him to talk to Wu about this. Clearly these things potentially had some form of connection with his mother and there might be things Wu was unwilling to tell them that could be critical to what was going on...

Some of Lloyds Oni side coming out:

While they worked Lloyd hung back finding a steady rise in his agitation and anger though he didn’t know why. He hung back focussed on keeping control of his Oni side while letting Zane and Pixal work with the computers; they were much more skilled with technology than him. They were at a large table with several monitors that were hooked up to the surveillance systems which sat against the one wall, strangely all but the room they needed to see were working fine. Against the wall across from this was a water cooler and couch. To the one side of the room were two cells for holding troublesome individuals. A futon sat in each cell. In front of the cells against the wall with the couch was an empty desk and chair. The room was dark as they found strangely the lights in the room were not working though they couldn’t tell why. It wasn’t really bothering Zane or Pixal though; the light from the monitors was all they needed to do their work. Strangely Lloyd was finding something about the dark oddly invigorating. He had a feeling that was from the Oni in him making him unsettled over it. Strangely the guards weren’t there either but they guessed they were just hiding with the other workers.

While the others worked Lloyd decided to get a drink from the cooler. When he went to use it however nothing came out, there was nothing in the jug that should hold water. Inspecting it he noted claw marks and punctures that likely came from claws and teeth on the sides and back and a decent sized chunk had been bitten out of the back of it. Its water was spilled on the floor around the cooler. He could also see some wet footprints on the couch. They were bird like with three toes and from something of a pretty decent size, at least human sized. They disappeared however leaving no clue where the creator of the footprints went. He inspected the area around the couch. There was no way whatever made the footprints was hiding behind or under it, the footprints indicated a creature too big to fit in those locations. He looked in the cells. They were locked and he doubted the creature could have slipped between the bars unless it had the flexibility of a cat. He couldn’t see anything in the cells. He then went to the desk to check under it. As he approached the desk he started to hear a growling noise which got louder as he leaned down to look under the desk.

“What is that?” Zane wondered as he and Pixal noted the noise as well. As Lloyd looked into the dark under the desk to see what the noise was he could swear he saw a set of eyes in the dark before he was bowled over by a blur of feathers and scales that burst out from under the desk. It was a Feardrake. It had knocked Lloyd over and pinned him down one of its feet on his chest. The creature seemed agitated. It hissed in Lloyds face showing off its teeth and claws to him before quickly rushing out of the room.

“That’s not good,” Pixal noted while Lloyd quickly got up yelling, “we can’t let that thing reach the others. It will spoil everything.” He quickly got up chasing the creature as it fled. Zane and Pixal followed feeling Lloyd wasn’t entirely right and it would be more damming for their efforts for these beings to find him. They tried to tell Lloyd and get him to stop but he refused to listen and chased the Voidfear as it rushed to the clan members. It went straight past Kai, Nya and Jay who were hiding behind some shelves not seeming to care or note them.

“Was that a close call?” Kai wondered as the creature rushed to one of the Huntsmen hissing at it. The Huntsmen apparently could understand it as it commented while Lloyd rushed in, “it’s here?” The moment the members saw Lloyd they became aggressive. One of the Skurocs lunged at Lloyd who wasted no time in blasting it to a mist with his powers.

“So you are here half-blood. Trying to interfere again are we,” one of the Huntsmen commented and Lloyd declared, “you’re not getting out of here.” He instantly got into a fight with the members not holding back on them while Zane and Pixal arrived at the room. The others were confused.

“Uh should we get involved?” Kai worried as they started to note Lloyd was being rather aggressive; there was a strange color to his eyes and a purplish color was starting to infiltrate his powers.

“Is it just me or does something seem wrong with Lloyd?” Jay wondered and Nya noted, “it does kind of look it. He’s blown our cover. Our best bet now would be to capture one of these things and try to interrogate it.” The rest of them joined in the fight but it quickly became apparent that stopping Lloyd was more important than capturing one of the clan members. He appeared to have lost control getting caught up in his anger causing danger to the rest of them. Whatever had gotten over him was bad enough that some of the clan members strangely forwent their animosity to them to keep them from getting hurt such as a Skuroc that shoved Nya out of the way of a falling statue Lloyds powers unbalanced in the room taking the full blow of its impact instead of her getting it, a Huntsmen tackling Jay to keep him from getting hit by one of Lloyds energy blasts which when it hit a wall not only blew a hole in it but hit the wiring in the building blowing the circuits of the building and blowing up the light fixtures from the energy of his blast and a Huntsmen put itself between Kai and Lloyd pulling up a magical shield, a ward, in defence against one of Lloyds attacks which would have hurt Kai as well. The Huntsmen told him they needed to get Lloyd out of there. As the fight went on it was clear something had come over Lloyd. His skin was developing blackened spots, his eyes and powers were now purplish in color and his powers were turning destructive in nature. Even worse he was starting to turn on the others. Zane was putting out fires Lloyds powers sparked up trying to stop damages and Lloyd snapped at him telling him to ignore it and focus on the monsters. The others sided with Zane that they shouldn’t be damaging things but Lloyd wasn’t listening to them. When Lloyd noticed Zane wasn’t listening to him he attacked Zane even going so far as to attack him with a Spinjitsu spin tossing Zane against a shelf having left some damages to Zanes left shoulder and upper arm and right forearm from his sword. Jay quickly came over to help Zane who was startled and in pain.

“Hey what was that for?!” Jay exclaimed and Lloyd stated, “I told him to stop it and he didn’t listen to me.” Jay expressed, “but that didn’t mean you had to do this!”

“Are you disobeying me too? I’ll teach you to disobey me,” Lloyd proclaimed hitting Jay with a blast of his powers. He was tossed hard back into the bookshelf. Jay was tossed with so much force it unbalanced the shelf which bounced off the wall behind it before falling forward onto Jay and Zane pinning both under the shelf and its contents.

“What did you do to him?!” Kai demanded from a Huntsman who responded, “what do you mean? We’ve done nothing, this is his doing.” The Huntsman then ordered the Feardrake to lead Lloyd out of there while Pixal and Nya lifted the shelf off Jay and Zane. It hit the creature with a spell that made its eyes glow, strange glowing markings to appear on the extremities of its limbs and ethereal dragon like horns to appear on its head. The reptilian creature then quickly rushed out of there Lloyd becoming focused on it and chasing after it yelling as he did, “come back here you demon!”

With Lloyd gone the one Huntsmen opened a portal and all the members of the clan fled through it. Even though he wanted to follow them Kai let them go going over to help his sister and Pixal dig Jay and Zane out of the mess.

“What’s gotten into him?” Kai wondered as they moved some books Jay complaining that he felt like he’d broken something in his leg. Pixal explained, “I don’t know. For a while since we’ve been here he’s been giving off indications of agitation and when encountering the clan members it was like something took over him. He is now emitting smells and energies similar to an Oni.”

“Why is that?” Kai wondered as they got Jay and Zane free. Zane was in bad shape from the damages Lloyd had left which had broken his skin open and exposed wires and some of his inner makes and he was struggling with using his left arm holding it with his right. Jay didn’t have a broken leg like he thought but defiantly had pulled muscles and had bruising not only on his leg but also on both his back and chest where Lloyds powers had hit him. Lloyds powers had also left a mild burn on his chest that resembled a mix of the burns from fire and electricity.

“Don’t know but we need to subdue him before he causes too much harm,” Pixal explained. As they helped Jay and Zane Lloyd chased the creature out of the section down a few halls to the front foyer where Cole was waiting. The moment the creature saw Cole who readied to face the creature the moment he saw it froze up for a second clearly not interested in fighting him. It turned round to head the other direction but found itself confronted by Lloyd who didn’t hesitate when he got there to blast the creature with his powers. He hit it turning it to a mist that quickly vanished. Upon seeing Lloyd Cole became a little nervous; there was visibly something wrong with him. He wasn’t privy to what had happened in the one section with the others so he had no clue what was going on with Lloyd. He could just see there was something wrong with him and he was getting bad feelings from him. There were dark patches on Lloyds skin, his eyes were a purplish color and his powers had been purplish as well.

“Geeze are you okay…” Cole began to say before Pixal came through his communicator to warn him, “avoid fighting Lloyd.”            

“Why?” Cole wondered confused and Pixal quickly explained, “something happened with him and these clan members and it has awoken something dark in him.”

“Those monsters got away and the others are being disobedient,” Lloyd growled at him. Being cautious Cole asked, “how are they being disobedient?”

“I told them to focus on the demons not play with fire but they refused to listen. Kept wasting their time and powers on the environment to play with fire,” Lloyd growled Cole noting his voice was a bit off.

“Okay… I could have a word with them about it,” Cole commented as the rest of the ninja arrived at the foyer Jay limping and held up by Nya while Zane moved slow having problems with his left leg and holding his left arm to his body.

“Lloyd what’s gotten into you?” Kai wondered as they approached. Lloyd turned around to chastise them, “you five. I can feel it those monsters escaped! How dare you let those demons get away!”

“Lloyd I think you’ve gotten a little carried away and need to calm down,” Nya began de-escalating. Lloyd was too far gone in his strange headspace however to listen and stated, “no we’re here to stop those monsters and instead of stopping them you were playing with fire and shelves while they got away.”

“The texts and artefacts in this library and the knowledge they carry are incredibly valuable. Knowledge is the most valuable asset one can have and as protectors to our realm we are also protectors to its most valuable resources of which knowledge is by far it’s most important so we must not damage it like you were. I was not doing anything wrong,” Zane regaled unable to help himself to point out a fact forgetting for a moment that Lloyd was in a state where he would listen to logic. Lloyd didn’t even take a second to think before growling at him, “I don’t care Zane. I don’t care the costs I need to see those monsters destroyed.” He then blasted Zane into the one wall of the foyer. He was dazed but still cautious as Pixal and Kai went over to him. Cole had snuck up behind Lloyd while Zane talked and after he finished his attack to Zane Cole jumped him from behind trying to restrain him pinning his arms to his body.

“Let me go traitor!” Lloyd growled his voice starting to sound off to the others. He couldn’t shake Cole who had activated his lava arms so Lloyd couldn’t out strength him so Lloyd built up his powers in his arms then let it burst out startling and flinging Cole into a wall of the foyer knocking him out.

“Hey cut it out we’re just trying to help you,” Jay stated causing Lloyd to turn to him Lloyd declaring, “no you’re traitors. You’re in league with those monsters aren’t you? That’s why you’re disobeying me isn’t it!” He shot at Jay with an energy beam Jay knocking Nya out of the way so he alone took the full blast getting knocked into the wall. He was dazed but still conscious as he landed. Lloyd then continued to rant more of his Oni side seeming to surface further darkening his skin and altering his voice, “they’re here to hunt me aren’t they and you’re helping them; what did they offer you? Some of my power? A piece of this realm for yourselves?”

“Okay I have a feeling we’re no longer talking to human Lloyd here,” Kai noted and Pixal stated, “it would appear the Oni part of his nature has not only surfaced but is taking control.” She then whispered to Kai pulling two small round objects from a pocket on her attire, “when I say so we’ll jump him and try to subdue him.” Kai recognised the items she had as smoke bombs. Kai nodded an agreement. Pixal then tossed the items at Lloyd where they hit him and exploded surrounding him in a dense smoke. While he tried to clear the smoke complaining about not being able to see and claiming even blinded he could still sense them there Kai and Pixal who called for Nya to help them jumped him and attempted to restrain Lloyd who was turning out to be much stronger in this state than normal. They were managing to hold him down but Lloyd built up his powers and released them like he did with Cole tossing them off him. Lloyd was now much angrier...

You can find what I have written so far with this story here: https://archiveofourown.org/works/34894561/chapters/139688419

#ninjago #ninjago zane #ninjago cole #ninjago jay #ninjago nya #ninjago kai #ninjago lloyd #ninjago fanart #ninjago pixal #lego ninjago fanart #ninjago fanfiction #ninjago fandom #ninjago fanseason

[scienceysideblog]

Science and art and starkid's firebringer

This post feels like it has really been a long time coming and is possibly a little shorter than I would've liked so there may be a part 2 but this is the key stuff.

I have been irritated for a while now by the idea of art vs science because I've never understood why not both? I feel like there are so many things that people try and force to be separate when really everything is so much more complicated than that. The best post I have ever seen on Tumblr is one that said art and science are fucking on the couch. It's not a quote I am able to use in my personal statement to uni but if I could I would because it is something I so strongly agree with and that really has made me think about art and science.

A lot of the art I've created has stemmed from scientific ideas or facts for example I made a piece inspired by the fact that humans share so much of our chemical composition with stars and that so many elements are created from supernovas. Imagination is so key for both art and science, in science maybe it's imagining a solution or an experiment, in art maybe it's imagining what you want your piece to look like or what media you want to use or in both maybe its just an abstract hypothetical idea that is fun to consider but might never actually be created. I feel like science connects every aspect of life and maybe that's just because I love it but because of that it makes so much sense for it to inspire art because life inspires art.

Starkid's firebringer is a musical that I feel highlights these themes beautifully. It suggests it is human nature to create art and to investigate the world and ultimately, I think, it suggests it is human nature to be kind. Zazzalil is curious about the world and this leads her to the scientific discovery of fire but this damages the environment. Obviously this links to the problem of climate change but more broadly it shows that science isn't good or bad it just depends how we use our knowledge. Firebringer really emphasised for me why I want to do science for good. I want to help people and to help the environment and although maybe a starkid musical seems like a strange place to get inspiration, if science can inspire art why shouldn't art inspire science too? The moment of the musical that made me cry is when zazzalil sings to jemilla "this is the dawn, the dawn of our time". This quote also made me think about scientific discovery and how although I feel I tend to criticise humanity often for our lack of care for the environment, lack of action etc. We have made so much progress, scientific understanding has advanced so much and we can do more. The scientists of tomorrow will have so many problems to face but there's also excitement for the things we might discover. And again, maybe it's strange to other people that firebringer is the thing that inspired me to remember this but to me it doesn't seem strange at all; because in my mind creativity is creativity and the art feeds the science and the science feeds the art and I do science to help people and some of those people do art to help people and maybe that helps someone else who does science or who does neither. And maybe we don't have to just be one thing, just pick one thing, maybe we can feel connected to so much and yet like me, still be unable to put it into words because you'd need my life story to explain why I want to study science

And even though it might not be the most acceptable way to put it, art and science are fucking on the couch.

#science #art #art and science #starkid #firebringer #scientific discovery

[petewentzisblack1312]

hi! i am curious to know....what radicalized you? for me i think it was a combination of two things: 1. my love for documentaries and 2.kwame ture. I love documentaries in general, and i also love history...so i would always be interested in how other people live...because of my love for history!!! then watching docs about poverty...seeing how there are ppl getting poorer and poorer while the rich get richer. kwame ture was the first person that radicalized me, i heard about him on social media (not in school ofc). I then began to watch his speeches first bc i am a visual learner. when i understood what he was saying in speeches, i then began to read his books. as they say..the rest is history!!! :)

that makes sense! for me if im being honest, my radicalisation came from love. like a fundamental love of my fellow human being. i always was a very empathetic child, and when i learned about other cultures and people that were different than i was (which happened when i started using tumblr! lots of varied lives and people are tumblrinas girlblogging away), and specifically of the bigotry they faced, i wanted to get rid of it. it made me so mad that people were hurting. learning about islamophobia was extremely eye opening to me, and i think that opened the door to my more radical politics over the years. i want nothing more than for everyone to be able to breathe freely, and my ideology and politics are firmly based on that, and have always been. it lead me to look into why people were treated the way they were, and learn that its not just the way the world is, but a series of incentives based on white cisheteropatriarchal capitalist hegemony.

id also credit my good friend and mentor who i have known since i was 6, he was my math teacher and homeroom teacher in forms 4 and 5 and he used the mandatory christian education and christian family life education classes to teach us anarchist philosophy (he didnt call it that though. and being honest there were like 2 people myself included who really liked those classes because every other homeroom teacher basically treated those as a free period so people kinda resented it 😞). i had already been radicalized quite a bit by then, but it taught me to base my ideology on something more than just emotions. its important to center humanity and emotions and empathy in your politics i think, but only doing that leads to becoming reactionary, and ideological inconsistency.

#dils declares #yes i was that 'straight' kid who was REALLY into lgbt rights #even though i didnt personally know any queer people. #who everyone thought was a lesbian. just from my whole vibe. i did not know that though.

[thelightofthingshopedfor]

I saw your posts about Redditors' very unfair interpretations of Loki. And the fact that they went straight to calling you a narcissist because you questioned who is a reliable narrator makes my blood boil. They're shutting you up by perpetuating stigma towards NPD and other Cluster B disorders. And also I hate the acceptance of police tactics that often lead to entrapment and false confessions being framed as therapy.

in response to this post describing the situation. the comment thread itself can be found here, if anyone's curious, although that just shows the specific context around my comment; the broader context was this post, and then this original comment, which unfortunately got a shit-ton of upvotes despite also being on the same general dumb argument, although before the commenter got aggressive about it. so then somebody else started arguing, and the original commenter argued back at truly ridiculous length, and then I butted in to say "er well could you maybe clarify a couple critical parts of your premise here because I'm nnnnnot sure the text supports them actually" which yes is a little obnoxious in principle but not at all unusual for this type of discussion? because...this is...how Reddit discussions go? or Twitter or Tumblr discussions for that matter, like nobody has to respond to your entire long-ass exhausting thing about how Loki Is A Nasty Narcissist With A Huge Body Count when all they really want to do is point out that you, uh, seem to have a tiny bit of a structural problem underlying your whole argument, just...right there? that structural problem? and that other one? right, and these things you're ignoring kinda render the rest of your argument a little bit irrelevant? and since you were saying that you were only talking about stuff that directly happened onscreen, then surely you have no problem talking about other things that happened directly onscreen, right? like, obviously you have answers for those things too, if this is all so self-evident. right?

...but also, I was genuinely curious who they meant by things being "explicitly stated by reliable narrators," and irritatingly enough I still am because they never fucking answered, just got pissy and flounced. like I'm assuming they meant Mobius and probably Odin? maybe also Thor? but I genuinely don't know because they literally refused to answer! probably because they knew I'm right and didn't want to admit it 🤷‍♀️

anyway. to be 100% scrupulously fair, this person speculated that I "identify with Loki's narcissistic traits and [am] trying to excuse them" rather than outright calling me a narcissist, but...you know, that's...a difference of semantics. I politely brought up some textual evidence about how maybe actually their reliable narrators aren't so reliable and also Thanos's coercion probably extended at least until the Hulk-smashing, and they responded 1) as if I was the person they'd already been arguing with (but then didn't take back any of the aggression when I said I wasn't, so, idk) and b) by personally insulting my character. soooo.

in hindsight it's actually kind of satisfying that they didn't even try to argue with me, just insulted me and flounced, because if they really had a good argument, they could've come up with something. kind of indicates they realized I had a good point and that's why they got so pissed.

honestly the thing that bothers me more is how common this viewpoint is that Loki's a narcissist, which...I hate to blame the show for but I kind of have to, because I don't think it's something I really saw until the show actually used the term, and then everyone started going "haha yes of course" without a second thought even though the vast majority of Loki's behavior isn't even remotely in line with either NPD or the more informal, nonclinical definition of narcissism that people toss around. (although, side note, I did read an absolutely incredible human AU Thorki series where iirc Loki did have clinical NPD, among other things, and it absolutely worked there. uh, mind the tags if you check it out though, maybe especially the parallel series from Loki's POV; it gets very dark in parts.) even aside from perpetuating stigma against real people with real mental illnesses, it's just--such a lazy, shallow reading, you know? and it's...honestly, it's unrealistic. you want me to believe that Loki was a narcissist by the informal definition and completely in love with himself (but also scared and hurt. these things do not fit) and blind to the damage he was doing until Magical Mr. Mobius's therapy session knocked some sense into him and forced him to do some introspection for the first time in his life, and only then did he realize some things that the all-knowing Mobius already knew about him, which caused him to make a sudden, massive personality change? yeah, no. come on. he's not stupid, lying to himself sometimes out of self-defense doesn't mean he lacks self-awareness, and nobody straight-up changes that fast. also if you want to tell me the poor kiddo who was in a constant state of breakdown from the Jotunheim battle onward was also too much in love with himself and that was the real problem, then uh...I don't think we watched the same movies.

...I guess that's the other thing that pisses me off about all this, that people keep putting so much emphasis on what Mobius did, giving him all the credit for the reality check that allowed Loki to become a hero or whatever the fuck. honestly? that was an accident. Mobius saw a potential asset and was perfectly willing to use all kinds of emotional manipulation and psychological torture to get information and see if he could turn this potential asset into a more long-term investment. the reality check wasn't what Mobius shoved in his face, it was what Loki found out on his own and had to accept for himself: that this was all real, that he did still deeply love his family and they still loved him and they were lost to him anyway, and his fucking preordained life ended with him dead at Thanos's hands.

Mobius gave him the opportunity to watch the tape and yelled at him for a while. that's mostly it. Loki did the actual work of grieving and processing everything alone and he deserves 100% of the credit, and actually I'm a lot more pissed about this than I realized. like, even if if that had actually been therapy, or even if we figure Mobius had some charitable intentions toward Loki in there as well as pragmatic ones (which...look, nobody in the TVA is exempt from ACAB so I'm not inclined to give him much benefit of the doubt, is all I'm saying), Loki would still be the one doing the work, and it's some ugly shit to act like this cop who manipulated him should get to take credit for that.

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