#WHAT WOULD HAVE HAPPENED

[comradekatara]

Zuko/ty Lee?

first of all i love that this is a ship that even exists in the first place. the two most theatrical homos of all time. i know that azula would never have allowed it, but i do actually wish that ty lee had been the one paired with zuko rather than mai, because mai is too sweet and genuine and caring and she didn’t deserve all that. but ty lee. ooohhh boy. she would’ve wielded psychological warfare the likes of which you couldn’t even begin to imagine. i’m just imagining how ty lee would’ve acted as zuko’s gf at the beach, for example. it’s so fucking funny to think about. ty lee is so clever and calculating and manipulative and zuko is just an impulsive as fuck absolute disaster who cannot lie to save his life and wears his heart on his sleeve and has never had any sort of long game even in situations where it would really behoove him to craft any sort of plan whatsoever. mai and zuko work because she is a depressed adrenaline junkie who tells it like it is and he is a miserable impulsive open wound bleeding out everywhere, so they get each other. but ty lee has never been fully honest in her life and is always looking for the nearest escape route and performs for the benefit of others for her own survival so deftly that people do not even realize that she is wearing a mask until she removes it (and even then). zuko cannot (under)stand her, and it makes sense: she is the very antithesis of who he is and what he values. their lavender marriage would be so fascinating.

#what would have happened #asks #zuko #ty lee #mai #tylee&zuko #mai&zuko

[daaisysdoodles]

"You didn't take to Yellow as well as I'd hoped!"

I was reading one of my other posts about if Arthur gave Yellow some time to gain humanity before learning he was another fragment of the King, I think that was what Kayne was planning - or hoping? Maybe with Arthur, Kayne was just so bored he explored the possibilities of two fragments of the King but they weren't able to become whole with the King anymore, two fragments with too much soul in there! I wonder how Malevolent would have went? Would Yellow still become bound and manipulated(?) by Larson? What would happen to John!? Oh god--

#malevolent #malevolent podcast #arthur lester malevolent #kayne malevolent #jon doe malevolent #what would have happened #WHAT IFF #LIKE HELL JESUOH GOD #harlan guthrie you make my organs twist #yellow malevolent

[teammightypen]

oh shoot riz never saw a possession

#he wasn’t there for fabian or for adaine #what would have happened #fhjy #dimension 20

[phoenixwrites]

There's just this brief little moment when she runs her fingers through his hair, all excited and I can't see his arms but I'm pretty sure they automatically go around her--right before she tells him about breaking his curse...

#phoenix watches OUAT #Rumbelle #BUT WHAT IF #WHAT IF SHE HADN'T ANSWERED AND JUST KISSED HIM AGAIN #WHAT WOULD HAVE HAPPENED #WHAT IF THEY FUCKED AND THE NEXT MORNING HE WAS A MAN AND WAS LIKE WAIT WHAT

[hathorneheiress]

I was thinking about this, but if Toby had never faked his death and killed several people as well, Grayson probably would have never been born.

We know he was the result of the fire. All his other brothers were not a result of something horrific or major happening in the Hawthorne life.

Its kinda sad to think about that, but it makes you wonder what would have happened if Toby hadn't "died"

#the brothers hawthorne #the inheritance games #grayson hawthorne #jameson hawthorne #nash hawthorne #xander hawthorne #Dying #What would have happened

[daydreamsturnedstories]

Love's Shadow

Pairing: Steve Harrington x Reader

Word Count: ~1.2k

CW: grief, heartbreak, mentions of blood and wounds, ST4 spoilers

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Banner by @bring-me-to-sempiternal

She jolted awake as a muffled bang came from downstairs. She clutched her chest, her eyes shifting to Steve’s still done up side of the bed. 

She hadn’t meant to fall asleep. She meant to wait for him and have the movie night they had promised each other, but he never came home. 

He had been doing better this week, or so she thought. 

Rolling over to his side as quietly as she could, she grabbed hold of the bat Steve kept by their bed and tucked her feet out from under her, letting out a soft huff as her toes touched the cold hardwood floors. She made her way to the door and very carefully turned the knob, praying that the hinges would keep quiet just in case. Her eyes adjusted to the darkened home as she padded softly down the stairs, bat clutched tightly in both hands. 

When she reached the last step she saw the soft yellow light from the hallway was on and she could hear the faint sound of the bathroom exhaust fan. 

“Steve?” she whispered, grimacing at her choice in the moment if someone had indeed broken in. 

She continued down the hallway and as she was reaching the bathroom she saw a shadow form in front of her. Without a second thought she turned around and swung at whoever or whatever was behind her. 

Steve’s fingers wrapped around the barrel stopping it before it landed against the side of his head. 

“It’s just me, baby. But nice swing.” he rasped, the corner of his lip upturning slightly. 

“You almost gave me a heart attack, Harrington. What the h-“ her voice caught in her throat as her eyes slowly raked over his body. 

Freshly bruised and bloodied. The dirt and grime that covered the entirety of his body did nothing to hide his marks, new or old. Lip split, hair disheveled and wet, his shirt torn, scrapes and gashes littering his arms and chest all lined up with each rip.

He had gone back. Again. 

Steve had been on an unrelenting mission after Hawkins had ‘returned to normal’ - whatever that meant - to find Eddie. To bring him back. For the kids- his kids, for their friend group, for him. 

After the first few trips he made back, she had begged Robin and Nancy to help her talk some sense into him. She just wanted him to let her, or one of them, go with him. She couldn’t bear the thought of him down there alone. 

Just as he couldn’t bear the thought of anyone going down with him. Of risking another one of them because he couldn’t protect them. 

The first month went by unsuccessful and he stopped for a while. His body was barely recovered to start with and it had begun to take a toll on him. As she cleaned and dressed his wounds each night, she pleaded with him to stop punishing himself. To stop blaming himself for something there was no way he could have predicted. He’d listen attentively, lay a kiss on her lips as a thank you and say i’ll try. But here they were, again. 

“Steve,” she choked back a sob as tears gathered in her eyes. It was the worst she’d seen him since that night. 

“I know,” She reached for his hand and linked their fingers together dragging both of them into the bathroom. 

She turned the knob up to the hot water and instructed him to strip what was left of his clothes and sit in the bath while she went in search of the first aid kit upstairs. 

When she returned, he was standing beneath the shower head. Eyes closed, surely relishing in the relief of the hot water pelting down his shoulders as streams of dirt and dried blood ran down his taut chest. She wiped the evidence of a quick cry from her cheeks as she kneeled next to the bath and set down the kit in her hands, waiting for him to sit. 

He let out a pained groan that echoed across the small room as he sat back as fast as his exhausted muscles would allow him. 

“I didn’t mean to wake you baby, you don’t need to d-“

“It’s not up for discussion,” she interrupted, “I’m helping you. Now sit still, please.” 

He swallowed thickly, Adam’s apple bobbing in his throat as she ran a wet towel across his chest before cleaning his wounds with antiseptic. 

“I’m sorry.” He voiced before wincing at a particularly tender wound she was tending to. 

“I don’t,” she stopped and took a breath holding back the tears that threatened to spill once more, “I don’t need you to be sorry, Steve. And I don’t want your apology either. I need you to stop this…madness. I need you to stop risking your life down there alone. I know you want him back, we all do. But I am terrified of losing you too. I can’t take that… None of us can.” 

“I can’t just give up.” 

His voice was barely there and when she looked up he had tears streaming down his face. The dam that held back her own broke as she let go of the towel and brought her hands up to his face. Her thumbs promptly caught each new tear as his hands came up to hold on to her forearms, a silent plea to not let him go. 

“I’m not asking you to give up on Eddie, sweetheart. I’m asking you not to give up on you. On us. I’m just asking you to let us help you. You don’t need to carry this pain alone, because you are not alone anymore.” 

She traced his bottom lip softly with her thumb before speaking again, “I just want you to be safe and think, even if just a little bit, about protecting yourself too. And if you can’t do it for yourself or for me, please do it for Dustin… He already lost one hero, he can’t lose the only one he has left.” 

Steve let out a whimper as his hands traveled further up to cup her face, closing the bit of distance between them as he pressed his forehead against hers. His breaths short as he tried to hold back sobs. She drew soothing circles at the nape of his neck as they held each other, determined to be the stronger one in this moment, for him. As he had done for them all countless times. 

He nudged her nose softly, searching for her lips. She obliged and took his lips in hers. Trying to convey all her love for him in a soft but determined kiss laced with the crimson that dripped from his cut as their lips moved in perfect harmony. 

She pulled back slowly, eyes meeting his soft, glossy, chestnut colored gaze. 

“Promise me, Steve. Please.” 

A soft, melancholy smile grazed his lips before he answered, “I promise, pretty girl. I promise."

#steve harrington #steve harrington one shot #steve harrington au #stranger things au #steve harrington x reader #steve harrington imagine #what would have happened #stranger things 4

[buddieisgoingcanon2024]

9-1-1 6x11 “In Another Life” Synopsis

#Buddie #evan buck buckley #dreams #if he wasn’t a firefighter #what would have happened #would he still somehow gotten to the 118 #I guess we’ll find out #911 on fox #6x11 synopsis #6x11 #911onfox #oliver stark

[ms--galactic]

If Dahlia wrote that in the cup...

I would've still punched her lights out

This randomly came in my Pinterest feed

#what would have happened #big hmmmm #ace attorney prosecutor godot #aa diego armando #diego armando #my post #random post #random shit #dahlia hawthorne #i hate dahlia seerrrrrrrrr much #aa #ace attorney

[butchfalin]

the funniest meltdown ive ever had was in college when i got so overstimulated that i could Not speak, including over text. one of my friends was trying to talk me through it but i was solely using emojis because they were easier than trying to come up with words so he started using primarily emojis as well just to make things feel balanced. this was not the Most effective strategy... until. he tried to ask me "you okay?" but the way he chose to do that was by sending "👉🏼👌🏼❓" and i was so shocked by suddenly being asked if i was dtf that i was like WHAT???? WHAT DID YOU JUST SAY TO ME?????????? and thus was verbal again

#yeehaw #1k #5k #10k #posts that got cursed. blasted. im making these tag updates after... 19 hours? #also i have been told it should say speech loss bc nonverbal specifically refers to the permanent state. did not know that! #unfortunately i fear it is so far past containment that even if i edited it now it would do very little. but noted for future reference #edit 2: nvm enough ppl have come to rb it from me directly that i changed the wording a bit. hopefully this makes sense #also. in case anyone is curious. though i doubt anyone who is commenting these things will check the original tags #1) my friend did not do this on purpose in any way. it was not intended to distract me or to hit on me. im a lesbian hes a gay man. cmon now #he felt very bad about it afterwards. i thought it was hilarious but it was very embarrassed and apologetic #2) “why didn't he use 🫵🏼?” didn't exist yet. “why didn't he use 🆗?” dunno! we'd been using a lot of hand emojis. 👌🏼 is an ok sign #like it makes sense. it was just a silly mixup. also No i did not invent 👉🏼👌🏼 as a gesture meaning sex. do you live under a rock #3) nonspeaking episodes are a recurring thing in my life and have been since i was born. this is not a quirky one-time thing #it is a pervasive issue that is very frustrating to both myself and the people i am trying to communicate with. in which trying to speak is #extremely distressing and causes very genuine anguish. this post is not me making light of it it's just a funny thing that happened once #it's no different than if i post about a funny thing that happened in conjunction w a physical disability. it's just me talking abt my life #i don't mind character tags tho. those can be entertaining. i don't know what any of you are talking about #Except the ppl who have said this is pego/ryu or wang/xian. those people i understand and respect #if you use it as a writing prompt that's fine but send it to me. i want to see it #aaaand i think that's it. everyday im tempted to turn off rbs on it. it hasn't even been a week

[thishazeleyeddemon]

so like, what IF Orbo had cut off Scarab's legs

#fionna and cake #obviously this wouldn't be a good writing choice for the canon but ignoring that #what would have happened #scarab the god auditor #the scarab

[clown-owo]

been replaying the Portal series I think this is where its heading

#i haven't drawn in like. half a month. which listen i know i don't post much here but i do draw a lot #i have another blog. but also sometimes i just don't post things. i draw for myself #just got burnt out from working on an animation final 😔 #so anyway. eased myself back in with a silly comic about portal #my irl saw my shitty sketch and thought glados was painting chell which is very funny to me. #chelldos #but like. unrequited. glados is obsessed with chell. chell is not having a good time #portal #chell #GlaDOS #GlaD0S #my art #og post #1k #5k #10k #20k #edit: i made this post almost a year ago and it haunts me. theres a typo. chell is out of character. #because i couldn't come up with a good reason for her to be there in the first place #and this was a shitty ms paint replicating drawing that i did just to get back into drawing #i didn't think it would gain much attention #i was Wrong #anyway someone in the comments said this is what happens when you speedrun thats an infintely better setup for the punchline #EDIT 2: ok i fixed it fuck you

[chloesimaginationthings]

FNAF ruin ending in a nutshell

(Based off @/fallenchungus post)

#myart #chloesimagination #comic #fnaf #fnaf cassie #fnaf mimic #fnaf gregory #security breach #fnaf ruin #roxanne wolf #fnaf fanart #five nights at freddy's #been awhile since I’ve last done a shitpost 🩵 #I PROMISE this is what happens in ruin #Yknow in canon the mimic is very mischievous so they would pull something like this #like if they did this fr I wouldn’t be shocked #fnaf ruin truly is the mimic doing the biggest prank on Cassie #CASSIE IS not having any of this either 💀 #she didn’t go thru all that she did to be treated like this help

[yeah-thats-probably-it]

Hot take maybe but I think Bertie would be FAR more likely to survive the first two months of Dracula than Jeeves would be. Bertie has a healthy sense of self-preservation. Jeeves consistently underestimates how dangerous a situation might get (Steeple Bumpleigh, the club book) because he’s overconfident about his level of control over any given situation. He'd handle Dracula masterfully if they faced off in England, but on Dracula's home turf? Much more doubtful.

I realize this might be a tough sell, so I will explain further (or it's not a tough sell, and I'm going to explain further because I want to). (criteria taken from @canyourfavesurvivecastledracula) Without further ado.

Would Jeeves and Wooster survive Castle Dracula?

Jeeves

Jeeves' survival will depend on how long Dracula finds him more entertaining than irritating. On that basis, I don't think he's long for this world. On the one hand, he has a huge wealth of knowledge about English society and culture that he can recite perfectly from memory. That should buy him at least a little time with noted teaboo Dracula.

On the other hand, he would be absolutely no fun as a vampire plaything. Jeeves cannot be got. Sneaking up on him while he's shaving will yield zero reaction (though that's at least good for his short-term survival--given that, although he DID take the crucifix from the old woman out of politeness, he certainly isn't going to wear it. The rules of fashion don't go out the window just because you're in a spooky castle). Then, although managing the whims of rich jerks is not an insignificant part of a valet's job, Jeeves usually does this by bending his employers to his will. Dracula is not the sort of employer this will work on. It'll just add insult to injury when on top of being impossible to scare, NOW Jeeves is telling Dracula that his favorite cloak is several centuries out of fashion and he's not allowed to wear it anymore.

Jeeves will 100% go exploring in the areas he was told not to go-- though to be fair, he MIGHT actually get away with this, what with his superpower of appearing in rooms without being seen or heard. Said superpower might save him from the brides as well (though this is by no means guaranteed). Since I find it doubtful that Dracula would come to rescue his annoying ass, not being noticed is his best defense.

There are a couple other things working in Jeeves's favor; the question is just whether they'll be enough to save him.

He DOES know shorthand, and could try to send coded letters. He might even have the foresight to squirrel away some extra stationary where Dracula can't find it. But could he get them posted? Would it even do him any good?

He certainly has enough cultural literacy to figure out what his new boss is pretty quickly. If he didn't chuck the crucifix out the carriage window, he might start carrying it around in his pocket.

Psychology of the individual, sure, but the individual in question is a 400-year-old vampire who lives in an isolated castle in a foreign country and is regarded as a terrifying mythological figure in the surrounding villages. Jeeves has never come up against anything this alien before, he's cut off from his normal resources, and opportunities to play people against each other are limited.

He probably has enough upper body strength from all that shrimping and fishing to climb the wall, so he COULD escape if he wanted to, if he survived long enough. It's just, again, that overconfidence, and also Dracula has a vast library full of rare old books that are entirely at his disposal. He's keeping his eyes and ears alert for potential escape strategies, of course, but I don't see him being as desperate to get out as Jonathan was.

There are just a lot of "depends on"s here, and I'm not convinced that luck would shake out in Jeeves's favor, all things considered.

Bertie

Bertie is so perfect for the job of Castle Dracula Prisoner it's like it was made for him. Think about it. Being held against his will in big manor houses comes more naturally to him than breathing. He's afraid of things that are scary. A lifetime of dealing with Aunt Agatha has made him the world's preeminent expert in "curl[ing] up in a ball in the hope that a meek subservience [will] enable [him] to get off lightly." He will NEVER go exploring in places he's been warned away from if nobody is forcing him to (Rev. Aubrey Upjohn's office notwithstanding. There were biscuits in there). He's both fun to talk to and easy to toy with (and extremely English). A+ prisoner. Dracula adores him.

In my opinion, Bertie is at Castle Dracula either because Aunt Agatha got some wires seriously crossed and thinks he’s going to meet an eligible potential bride (I mean, there are certainly brides there), or because Dracula has something Aunt Dahlia wants him to steal (far less likely, given that one of Dracula’s THINGS is famously not owning anything silver). Either way, he's shown himself entirely willing and able to escape down drainpipes if a sitch gets too scaly.

He DOES take the crucifix, and DOES wear it (which is what will save him during the shaving scene, because you KNOW he's going to jump a foot and cut himself like the dickens). He's read enough supernatural goosefleshers to be genre savvy about terrified old women cryptically pushing crucifixes into one's hands. I also think his sunny disposish endeared him to the villagers, and they were particularly vehement about urging him not to go. He doesn't speak German or Romanian, but he's empathetic enough to recognize Pure Terror. So by the time he actually gets to the castle, his imagination is already running wild and he's plenty aware that he is in imminent danger.

I think the biggest risk to Bertie will be the brides; whether or not he's susceptible to trances, if he thinks they're trying to marry him, it's against the code of the Woosters to turn them down. But that only becomes an issue if he comes face to face with them, which, luckily, I think is unlikely on account of the aforementioned "won't go exploring" (and if he did, Dracula would definitely rescue him).

I'm inclined to say due to his drainpipe-escape habits that he WOULD be able to climb the wall and MAY attempt to sneak into Dracula's room to look for the keys if his desperation grows to outweigh his fear. Whether he does or not, though, he does NOT have the stomach to attempt shovel murder, and therefore won't get magic brain fever, and may very well simply walk out the front doors when the people come to take the boxes away. OR he climbs his way out like Jonathan did. Either way.

When Bertie tells this story at the Drones later, Tuppy will say that no doubt it's been greatly exaggerated and all that probably happened was that he spent a couple months in an oldish house entertaining a weird loner.

#do YOU think jeeves and wooster would survive castle dracula? let me know in the comments! #they're in the castle separately instead of together because those are the rules ok #the isolation is key #though if anyone wants to speculate about what would happen if they went together i will NOT complain #i don't even know what's going on with the tenses in this post i'm sorry #// #jeeves and wooster #reginald jeeves #bertie wooster #dracula #do i need to tag dracula spoilers? #sure there are some people new to receiving letters from our good friend jonathan harker #here it is just in case: #dracula spoilers #i have done my due diligence

[glassrooibos]

Everything stays right where you left it huh guys

#dimension 20 #fantasy high #adaine abernant #fantasy high junior year #I loved this parallel from Siobhan #none of these guys are getting a break huh #IM ABOUT TO LISTEN TO THE NEW EP TOO #Hope nothing upsetting or unsettling happens :0) #ps I have no idea what sauce you put with strudel #I would have thought custard #but the symbolism… #THE DRAMA of a red berry sauce #I dunno guys #should I do more freshman and junior year parallel pieces? #lmk #I love you bye

[andthebeanstalk]

Today my therapist introduced me to a concept surrounding disability that she called "hLep".

Which is when you - in this case, you are a disabled person - ask someone for help ("I can't drink almond milk so can you get me some whole milk?", or "Please call Donna and ask her to pick up the car for me."), and they say yes, and then they do something that is not what you asked for but is what they think you should have asked for ("I know you said you wanted whole, but I got you skim milk because it's better for you!", "I didn't want to ruin Donna's day by asking her that, so I spent your money on an expensive towing service!") And then if you get annoyed at them for ignoring what you actually asked for - and often it has already happened repeatedly - they get angry because they "were just helping you! You should be grateful!!"

And my therapist pointed out that this is not "help", it's "hLep".

Sure, it looks like help; it kind of sounds like help too; and if it was adjusted just a little bit, it could be help. But it's not help. It's hLep.

At its best, it is patronizing and makes a person feel unvalued and un-listened-to. Always, it reinforces the false idea that disabled people can't be trusted with our own care. And at its worst, it results in disabled people losing our freedom and control over our lives, and also being unable to actually access what we need to survive.

So please, when a disabled person asks you for help on something, don't be a hLeper, be a helper! In other words: they know better than you what they need, and the best way you can honor the trust they've put in you is to believe that!

Also, I want to be very clear that the "getting angry at a disabled person's attempts to point out harmful behavior" part of this makes the whole thing WAY worse. Like it'd be one thing if my roommate bought me some passive-aggressive skim milk, but then they heard what I had to say, and they apologized and did better in the future - our relationship could bounce back from that. But it is very much another thing to have a crying shouting match with someone who is furious at you for saying something they did was ableist. Like, Christ, Jessica, remind me to never ask for your support ever again! You make me feel like if I asked you to call 911, you'd order a pizza because you know I'll feel better once I eat something!!

Edit: crediting my therapist by name with her permission - this term was coined by Nahime Aguirre Mtanous!

Edit again: I made an optional follow-up to this post after seeing the responses. Might help somebody. CW for me frankly talking about how dangerous hLep really is.

#hlep #original #mental health #my sympathies and empathies to anyone who has to rely on this kind of hlep to get what they need. #the people in my life who most need to see this post are my family but even if they did I sincerely doubt they would internalize it #i've tried to break thru to them so many times it makes my head hurt. so i am focusing on boundaries and on finding other forms of support #and this thing i learned today helps me validate those boundaries. the example with the milk was from my therapist. #the example with the towing company was a real thing that happened with my parents a few months ago while I was age 28. 28! #a full adult age! it is so infantilizing as a disabled adult to seek assistance and support from ableist parents. #they were real mad i was mad tho. and the spoons i spent trying to explain it were only the latest in a long line of #huge family-related spoon expenditures. distance and the ability to enforce boundaries helps. haven't talked to sisters for literally the #longest period of my whole life. people really believe that if they love you and try to help you they can do no wrong. #and those people are NOT great allies to the chronically sick folks in their lives. #you can adore someone and still fuck up and hurt them so bad. will your pride refuse to accept what you've done and lash out instead? #or will you have courage and be kind? will you learn and grow? all of us have prejudices and practices we are not yet aware of. #no one is pure. but will you be kind? will you be a good friend? will you grow? i hope i grow. i hope i always make the choice to grow. #i hope with every year i age i get better and better at making people feel the opposite of how my family's ableism has made me feel #i will see them seen and hear them heard and smile at their smiles. make them feel smart and held and strong. #just like i do now but even better! i am always learning better ways to be kind so i don't see why i would stop

[wotchernewt]

seriously though nothing can stop me from interpreting Real Life as canon just for how it progresses the canary curse situation. i'm obsessed with it. the curse gets broken in secret life and then in the very next "series", as much of a joke as it is, you get a situation like THAT. jimmy enters a mineshaft and everyone but him dies. not just his team, though obviously it's more significant because they were all red, but ren/martyn/skizz all get a mineshaft-death apiece. that canary's not doing his job anymore. he escaped his cage and made a break for the surface and everyone else is paying the price for it, and i for one could not be more proud of that little bird.

#that's not to say however that real life is on the same level of seriousity as all the other life games #the watchers grabbed all these players from the aftermath of the wildest party anyone's ever seen #the only ones not hungover were the ones drinking until dawn (now sleep deprived and plastered) #no one's going to have more than the vaguest memories of what the hell happened there #none of them sure if that was an actual Game or if some genius thought it would be a great idea to play-act one. while drunk. #the watchers know though. the watchers think it was funny. #wotcher talk #solidaritygaming #life series #life series smp #life smp #trafficblr #life series spoilers #real life #real life smp #rlsmp