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hard-times-paramore · 9 months

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Drive (2011) - An Autistic Reading

Have you guys ever watched this movie with Ryan Gosling? Did you know he's literally me. Hello, fellas, today I am going to talk about why I think Guy From Drive, the Protagonist of Drive, has this thang called autism.

Everything you see here is headcanon. It wasn't intentional on the movie's part. In fact, I know it and find it hilarious. Every writing choice in this movie that led it to be critically acclaimed as a sigma male film bro has only pushed this guy further into The Spectrum. Let's take a look at them.

The Jacket

You can't talk about Drive without bringing up Ryan Gosling's silvery embroidered scorpion jacket. This iconic costume design has him standing out in the crowd as the baddass that he is, a part of his personality and of the movie's visual design. He wears that scorpion jacket so often that it becomes his image in the movie's posters.

OR... It's his comfort clothing. This jacket gets progressively dirtier with blood as the movie goes forward and he does not take it out even when he has the chance to change. Because it's the right texture, it's comfortable and familiar. When everything is falling apart around him in the second half of the movie, that scorpion quite literally has his back.

The Gloves

We love a sexy pair of gloves. I like to think they have the same function, another comfort, since he's never caught driving without them on. Might be a sensory thing too, keeping things from touching his hands.

Which reminds me of this scene

This scene is very WOW. The SYMBOLISM. His hands are DIRTY because he is a CRIMINAL.

But he was also talking his way out of physical contact here.

The Brooding Attitude

Another thing you can't talk about this movie without bringing up is the fact the protagonist is Very Mysterious and Brooding and Quiet. Everyone wants to be as cool as he is with how Quiet and Mysterious he acts. I even saw people making fun at the fact that it takes him a good 30 seconds to answer anything addressed to him.

But to me, that was just screaming nonverbality. It's not even that he's an introvert, or awkward at socializing, since he happily seeks out Irene and her son Benício to chat with them. It's just that it's hard for him - the actual talking.

In this context, his monologue at the start of the film, which he repeats later on when he decides to help Standard, might be something he scripted, and rolls more easily off his tongue now.

People also point out his facial expression stays the same for the entire movie. He also often stares at everything in a very intense manner. It might be him being all baddass and calm and collected, or it might be that he just can't emote properly, something that happens a lot with autistic people. It's not like Ryan Gosling was being a lazy / bad actor, because he hinted microexpressions and acted with his entire body during the movie. A scene that definitely caught my eye was the one he was about to hammer a bullet into his enemy's face.

Sure, his face doesn't change even as he talks with the big baddy guy on the phone, but he's clearly angry to the point of twitching a little.

The Toothpick

I like that he had this little toothpick in his mouth all the time. He even asks Benício if he wants one, and the kid, thinking he's cool as hell, accepts so he can be like him. It's a nice little trait that adds extra personality to him.

It's also most definitely a stim.

The Cars

Last thing I have to add is the theme of the entire movie. This guy lives and breathes cars. He has three separate jobs and all of them involve cars. Every hobby and leisure activity he was portrayed partaking in the movie was in a car. He drives.

Cars are his special interest. We'll never know the choices that led him to his life of crimes, but we know he managed to include his favorite thing, the thing he loves and specialized on, into it. And he does a damn good job at it, his baddass movie protagonist-grade talent at being Mr. Drive.

Bonus: the theme song

Just cause "A Real Hero" by College is such an autistic song to me. Those lyrics about being "emotionally complex, in a grain of dystopic claims", all while the chorus repeats itself ad-infinitum, reassuring you that you've proven yourself to be a real human being (and a real hero). It's a common experience to autism, and I can confirm it, to feel alienated, like you're some sort of alien in a sea of normal people. The fact this song reassures me I'm human is very comforting.

Thank you for coming to my ted talk.

#babygirl I imprint on blorbos you have never even heard of.#autism #actually autistic #Drive 2011 #my posts

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bugnirvana · 2 years

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🌑☁️”Watch the stars with me?”☁️🌑[Will Byers x Reader]

Warnings: none other than some wack characterization on my end, reader is lowkey autism coded but whatever it’s up to interpretation!, swearing?, mild mention of drug usage, sadness n rejection n being ignored, out of character shit and stuff that didn’t happen canonically (obv)

terms used: he/him, boyfriend, masculine labels (:

what’s up I’m back. Took me less than a week to need a break 💀 anyway, here’s the coveted Will Byers fic! Initially I was going to make this an autistic and ftm reader but I just decided to go w a masc reader in the end. I also thought this was going to be fluffy and shit. Haha. Wrong. Angstiest shit I’ve ever written. Enjoy! Longest thing I’ve written and released at this point. Also don’t @ me in any grammar or plot errors, I haven’t proofread this yet.

It was another day at school for you. You sat at the back of your classes, simply observing.

Nobody really bothered you. It wasn’t that you were well liked by everyone, nor were you hated. Nobody really paid any attention to you, so you thought, and maybe this was a good thing, but it meant you didn’t have any friends. It kind of sucked though because you had a crush on this boy named Will Byers.

At the beginning of the school year, Will moved to Lenora Hills with his mother, brother, and sister. His sister, along with him, were in a majority of your classes.

Will’s sister, Jane, got bullied and teased quite a bit. She seemed very socially awkward, but it wasn’t her fault. In fact, you could relate at least a little.

Despite this, you were sure you were sure of yourself that you were going to ask Will on a date—to hang out at least, mainly because you didn’t know if he was gay or not, but he was doing a report on Alan Turing, a widely admired mathematician, who also happened to be a homosexual.

You were going to approach him after class that day, if all went right.

It was nearing the end of class, the class had been instructed to do a project on important people in U.S. history. You ended up choosing Walt Whitman, however you hadn’t presented yet.

Angela had just finished her presentation on Hellen Keller, which was ironic because of her bullying those who were different, and Jane was called up to give her presentation next. She had made a diorama that you found very cute, it was of her late father’s cabin. As she was explaining, Angela decided to interrupt and bully her. This got her very upset, she went to her seat crying. It truly hurt to see what happened, since you could relate, but you couldn’t do anything but attempt to give her a sympathetic look, but her eyes were directed at her feet as she made her way back to her desk and laid her head down.

Will was obviously concerned for her, as a good brother should be, so after class he raced after her and tried talking to her. That was the last you had seen of either of them aside from a crowd surrounding Jane and Angela, ending with Angela getting dragged away by a teacher.

it was early in the morning. You, however, were going to the Byers household to go and ask Will if he could hang out with you. The both of you lived in similar areas of the Lenora Hills suburb, so it would only take you a few minutes to get there. You looked down at the box in your hands and then shoved your Walkman in your pocket as Flashdance What A Feeling by Irene Cara came on, you softly hummed the music.

When you reached the Byers household, you knocked on the door. Will’s older brother, Jonathan, came to the door.

“Oh…hey?” he said.

“Hi. Is uh.. is Will home?” you asked.

There was commotion from behind the dude standing in front of you as he yelled for Will, but just as he had come to the door, a large van had pulled up at the house. Will came to the door but looked straight through you to the van with a panicked gaze, multiple strings of curses left his mouth as he rushed to his room. Jonathan turned back to you.

“We’re going to the airport, picking up an old friend from where we lived before,” he said, smiling at you. “You can join us if you’d like, you may want to make the decision quick, though.” You nodded, making your way to the van and hopping in.

“What’s up brochacho? Why are you here? You a friend of Byers’ siblings?” the strange man driving asked. You couldn’t find a way to make words leave your mouth as you admired his hair, it was really really long, you thought.

The seat beside the strange man opened, and Jonathan hopped in. Following suit was Jane and Will. Will held what looked to be a rolled up painting. Jane and Will just looked at you, mostly confused gazes.

“What are you doing here?” Jane questioned in a confused tone. Your face flushed as you stumbled words out.

“Oh uh…I came to—I came to talk to Will, but uh..you guys had to leave so I Jonathan invited me t-“

You were cut off by Will, telling the strange man whose name you found to be Argyle to just hurry and drive. It hurt you quite a bit, but maybe he was seeing an old close friend?

But another thought plagued your mind. Maybe a long distance girlfriend? You didn’t know. He never mentioned any girls from your observations, not even any old ones that he was interested in. Maybe he just didn’t have any luck in the dating world? Again, you did not know. The rest of the ride was mostly spent in silence. You felt incredibly out of place, so many thoughts raced through your head it was difficult to comprehend them, an—

—d before you knew it. You were at the airport.

“Is it okay if I come inside with the rest of you?” You asked Jonathan. He gave a simple nod of approval, so you followed the Byers looking down at your shoes.

You sat next to Jane in the uncomfortable airport seats, the opposing side of her being Will. She was obviously very excited, and so was Will. His smile in turn, made you happy also. You knew it wasn’t directed at you, but you smiled at the sight nonetheless.

Suddenly, spooking you out of your daydream, Jane and Will shoot up out of their seats and ran to a lanky boy around your age with curly black hair wearing a visor, sunglasses, and typical California tourist attire. Jane went up to him first and received a kiss from the boy, which put one of your thoughts to rest.

Will quickly rushed after and stood awkwardly next to Jane. To you, it was obvious that he wanted to show the boy the art he had created, however, he ended up backing out shyly.

“Who’s that?” The boy asked, in reference to me. Before I could respond, Jane responded for me.

“Just a friend from school, c’mon. I have a big day planned for us.” She said, the boy throwing his arm around her. Will looked pained from these interactions, which in turn also pained you.

After the introductions with Argyle and the warm welcomes from everyone else, everyone got back in the van, got breakfast, and began on their way to Rink-O-Mania.

You once again looked down at the box you had carefully crafted for the boy that you thought was perfect for you, thinking about how you could give it to your crush, but decided that now wasn’t the time, and with fleeting hopes, you simply kept staring at the box. Before you knew it, the van had gotten to the aforementioned roller rink. Jane rushed out of the van with the boy. Will lingered for a moment, it seemed he was zoned out.

“Uh— c’mon let’s..go.” he said, looking at you and leading you out of the van. You decided to leave the box in the van and follow Will. Before entering the rink, Jonathan called out to him.

“Hey, Will. We’ll be back at six. Have fun, okay? Uh.. you too, Will’s friend.” It had just occurred to you. Basically nobody knew your name aside from Jane and Will, hell, nobody had even let you complete a sentence aside from two miniature ones to Jonathan. Did it make you upset? Yes, but you decided to shrug it off.

You followed Will inside the rink. He was obviously not focused on you, moreso on the mysterious boy that had just arrived. You didn’t blame him, though, you were just some weird kid that showed up to his door earlier this morning because you wanted to wish him a happy birthday and maybe get him to hang out, and assuming he’s an old friend, you’d probably want to hang out with an old friend instead of the kid that sat in the back of the class, too.

You followed the group to the skate rental counter and rented your size of skate with money you were going to use hanging out with Will that day, but you supposed that you technically were hanging out with Will, so you allowed the thought to slip past you.

The three of them, Jane, Will, and the strange boy, all sat down to put their skates on. None payed attention while you stood there.

“Oh, Mike, you forgot socks.” Jane said. What an anticlimactic name you thought.

“Oh..dang—“ Mike said.

“They sell them at the counter.” Will said, pointing over to the same counter where we got our skates. Mike nodded and got up, giving you a nod of acknowledgment as he passed by.

You found another place to sit and took your shoes off. Soon, Mike came back with some gross yellowy-green colored socks.

“I asked for vomit green, and they gave me vomit green.” He said, eliciting a small laugh from Jane and Will. “Shouldn’t we let him sit with us?” He asked, motioning to me.

“Oh—nah… I almost have my skates on, no need to move.” You assured. Mike, once he got his skates on, he stomped his way over to you.

“Yeah, never got your name by the way,” he said. “The name’s Mike, and you are..?” He held his hand out in an attempt to get a handshake.

“Oh, yeah my name’s [Y/N]. Pleased to meet one of Will’s friends from where he lived before here.” You shook the boy’s hand. You then continued lacing up your skates.

The rest of them end up leaving to go onto the rink. You finished tying the laces and followed suit, a little far behind Will. You attempted to skate up to him, finally getting close enough to tap him on the shoulder, but he ended up skating quicker. You knew he didn’t mean to ignore or brush you off, but his friend from wherever he used to live had spoken to you more than he even had. And that shit stung bad, however, you persisted.

You continued attempting to follow the Byers boy, but you ended up getting lost in the crowd of other skaters in the rink. You looked around from your current spot attempting to find them. To no avail, you decided to leave the rink.

Finally getting out of the rink, you took the skates off and put your shoes back on, deciding to go to the arcade and maybe win a prize for the boy of your dreams.

It was around half an hour later, you had successfully gone broke at the arcade, but it was worth it. You had won a penguin stuffed animal in a claw machine! Will loved penguins, you knew that from the few times you were partnered for projects in class. You couldn’t wait to show him.

Speaking of, where was he? You glanced at the rink and couldn’t see them. The three of them were all giggling and had various snacks from the rink concession stand. They didn’t even bother looking for me?, you thought, ignoring Will scanning the entire building.

To you, it seemed that nobody wanted you here. You had invited yourself, after all. Nobody invited you. You had barely even spoken. You weren’t valued in the current event, but you couldn’t leave since Argyle was the one who drove you here.

It all came crashing down on you all at once, and the words leave kept being repeated in your mind. You needed to seek refuge, and you were lucky enough to find a place to.

You snuck into a room that said ‘employees only’ that appeared to be vacant and sat down. You didn’t really have much else to do, so why not just chill out by yourself?

By chill out, of course, you meant cry.

Sobs escaped from your body, the quiet sounds echoing from the walls of the room.

You found an old pinball machine to sit up against. You were tired, so you decided to go to sleep, ending up laying on the ground and holding the penguin close to you.

Will’s POV

“Dude, c’mon! You’ve been a total sap all day.” He said to me.

“I mean, yeah. I have. I’ve been a total third wheel.” I replied.

“A third wheel? You think that’s the worst thing in the world??” He asked. “You’ve been a complete dick to El all day. Not only that, but completely disregarding the ‘forth wheel’ you brought with you.”

“What?”

“You know? [Y/N]?? You know, the one that’s wanted to talk to you the entire day but you were too focused on me and El all day to even talk to?” He said. “Hell dude, I’m pretty sure I’ve spoken to him and acknowledged him more than you have today, and he isn’t even one of my friends.”

Oh shit.

“Really, dude. All he wanted to do was catch up to you and talk to you. Maybe tell you something, I dunno, but it’s obvious he wanted to talk to you for some reason. We didn’t even get snacks with him. We lost him when we first got on the rink!” He exclaimed. “Dude. I’m pretty sure I saw him holding a penguin plushie when we went and got snacks. Also pretty sure he went broke trying to get it for you in the arcade.”

“Shit. Shit, shit, shit, shit, shit!” I exclaimed. “Fuck!”

“Yeah. You may want to right your wrongs soon and find him. He didn’t look to happy when we got snacks.” Mike said to me.

“Where was the last place you saw him?” I asked.

“I don’t know. You’ll have to look.” He said, walking away from me. I started panicking. Where the hell was I going to find him? I began frantically scanning the entire rink looking for them. El was with Mike, and [Y/N] was nowhere to be seen anywhere else. I checked the boys bathroom and the entire arcade. No [Y/N]. Finally, I ended up to an employees only closet, and all I could do was hope he was in there.

I opened the door and looked for a moment. I couldn’t find him at first glance, but then I found him.

Your P.O.V.

I was disturbed from my slumber by having to my name being called repeatedly.

“N-no…”

“[Y/N]? [Y/N], please.”

“Will?” I say, opening my eyes and seeing the boy I am so head over heels for right next to me.

“Shit—I’m sorry.” He said.

“Fo-For what?” I asked. “I—I invited myself.. I should be the-the one saying sorry.” And there went the tears.

We spent a good thirty or so minutes crying and talking. Making sure the both of us were okay. This ended in us

“Hey Will..?” I called out.

“Mm?” he replied.

“Would you…um..would you want to—after this—go and watch the stars with me? The um.. the forecast is clear tonight and I know a good spot.”

“That sounds good, actually.. I’ll have to ask my mom though— I’m sure she’ll be okay with it.”

Sorry if the ending was too cliché at all—I didn’t really know where else to take this story. I’m rewatching the goldfinch again and I cannot get enough of boris tbh. finn wolfhard more like find wolfhard LMFAOOOOO okay will byers is the colors yellow and orange and these golden sunsets n shit are just 🤌 Will Byers fr. Okay enjoy um. Sorry if it’s shit

#stranger things #stranger things x male reader #stranger things x reader #x male reader #x reader #will byers x male!reader #will byers x reader #will byers #will byers stranger things #will stranger things #angsty fanfic #angst with a happy ending #will is so gay it hurts

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peapod20001 · 1 year

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I finally finished the playlist!!! 😭

^^^ that’s the link for it btw lol ^^^

It took way more days than it should have but! It’s done and I can finally share it!!!

Under the read more I’m putting how each song fits for their story thing, like why I chose it and stuff. You can just listen to the playlist on its own of course BUT I’d really appreciate if you gave the descriptions a read, I spent a long time on this as I’m sure you’ve noticed 😭 also, it’s fucking LONG so uh!! Rip your dash I’m so sorry 😭

I’ve color coded the song titles so it’ll be easier to tell which song goes with who, Felix is pink and Mason is orange. Some of the songs have to do with both and I’ll color them accordingly :>

Oh and one more thing, some of these songs/descriptions go over abusive relationships, negative thoughts about oneself, misgendering, drug/medication abuse, violence, murder, suicidal thoughts, and sex, so if none of that is really your cup of tea than I suggest you tread lightly!

꒷꒦꒷꒦꒷꒦꒷꒦꒷꒦꒷꒦꒷꒦꒷꒦꒷꒦꒷꒦꒷꒦꒷꒦꒷꒦꒷꒦꒷꒦꒷꒦꒷꒦꒷꒦

Why be normal when I could just be neurodivergent and sad?

1. “Sugarcoat” : Felix is an autistic trans girl, though nobody that knows her knows that. To them she’ll always be the nice young man with all A’s that seemingly everyone gets along with, and that’s all they will ever know if she can help it.

2. “Alien Blues” : Mason is the type to say whatever is on his mind, whether the outcome of that is good...depends. The people that like him like him, and the people that hate him do so with a burning passion. Having ADHD is hard on its own, pair that with issues stemming from bouncing between foster homes that think he’s a nuisance and you’ve got yourself Mason!

AGH HELP IM...FEELING THINGS?!? 💘

3. “Lookin’ for a Love” : He’s seen how love looks before, lovers gazing into each other’s eyes and holding each other close. Oh how he longs for that! Maybe one day he’ll get to experience that too, his only fear is scaring his only chance at love away...

4. “Love is Gross” : She caught a glimpse of him one day, he had this big goofy smile as he made a fool of himself to his friends. He’s so...sparkly, how could she have never seen him before? Or, maybe she had but just didn’t really pay attention until now. Why does she keep staring? He’s so loud...and so himself...does she want to be like him or does she want to be with him?

5. “Someday (The Crush Song) : “I must tell him how I feel! He’s so great and he’s so cute! Yes, I’ll do it today! Actually no, maybe tomorrow, yes! Tomorrow I’ll tell him! Wait no, I have something that day...the day after then! Yes, wait, no-“

6. “Accidental Thoughts” : (this is their first real meeting! Awh!) “He’s so pretty up close...his eyes are purple and beautiful and his skin is so pink and smooth and perfect...he hasn’t told me to shut up yet, that’s a good sign yeah! Maybe he’ll want to be my friend...I really wanna hold his hand... he doesn’t really talk a lot, I don’t want to scare him...”

Where have you been all my life...

7. “Fading / Falling” : They had been friends for some time by now. One day Felix got asked by Mason to be his boyfriend, the answer to that was no...but she’d love to be his girlfriend! Felix didn’t think she could fall any harder, but everything about that sparkly boy makes her look forward to seeing the next morning

8. “Dear Irene” : He’s so happy with her... she’s better than every girl in the movies, really, truly. He can already see the life he’ll live with her, and he’d have it no other way!

9. “We’ll Never Have Sex” : She’d be lying if she said she wasn’t afraid of his love being fake... who could love someone like...her? But the way he talks about her... he says everything on his mind, and everything out of his mouth is so genuine and sweet, and their first kiss leaves her breathless. And he’s never asked or pressured her for more than what she’s comfortable with... how is she so lucky?

10. “Lavender gardens” : They finally went on their first real date, and immediately got lost. They’re trying their best to make light of it all though, Felix talks about what flowers she wants to grow in her hypothetical garden, and Mason can only think about how beautiful her lavender eyes are...

11. “Smitten With You” : (this song has some explicitly stated sex things just FYI lol) Felix REALLY wants to do things with Mason, but she’s just too nervous to ask him... maybe one day she’ll get the courage, but for now all she can do is daydream about it

12. “Heaven” : (this song has implied sex things in some lines, but other than that it’s fine) Bit tmi but they’re finally able to have their intimate moment together like they’ve both dreamed. It’s not what most would consider the best experience, but they’ve got their whole lives to do better. For now though, it’s perfect

13. “She Loves Cats and I Love Her” : He loves her so much, and she loves him, but she’s having trouble loving herself lately. He noticed when those thoughts of hers started, how could he not? He doesn’t understand when she has trouble believing the compliments he gives her, she’s perfect! How could she think otherwise? He notices one day how some other students have begun picking on her, is it because she’s with him? Why should that matter? She doesn’t deserve to be treated that way! Why does her loving him make her less than? And why do people keep taking out their hatred of him on her?

14. “Ugly” : She was late meeting up with him one day, that horrible day, so he went to look for her. He was horrified to find her beaten to a pulp, getting thrown into the bushes by a group of assholes. He was able to chase them off, he probably would have tried fighting them all himself if it weren’t for Felix being hurt there. She was humiliated more than anything, thinking only, “He shouldn’t have seen me like this...” She cried a lot, begging to be taken home, home of course being the abandoned house they’ve made their safe space. He wanted to treat her wounds, but she refused to show him. He could barely get her to open up about what had happened, and he only got more pissed after hearing everything. Without hesitation, he told her, “Just say the word, and I’ll make them regret what they did to you”

“...I want them dead”

Embrace the new you, it’s the true you 🩸

15. “Original Sin” : When she said she wanted them dead, she didn’t entirely mean ACTUALLY dead. Still though, seeing those kids bound and gagged made her heart race. “They deserve this” she thought. The way they looked at her awoke something... dark within her “Theres no reason for them to exist in this world” her mind was already made, they needed to be eliminated. She grabbed the axe Mason prepared for her like second nature, it was lightweight, but she knew she could make it hurt “Let’s see how you like it!!”

16. “Serve With a Smile” : The first time wasn’t entirely planned or executed very well. The next few times however, will be. She spends a decent amount of time over the next couple months planning how to take out others that’ve wronged her and her love. She will make them pay, and if she’s planned well enough, nobody will ever even notice her and Mason were involved at all...

17. “Killer” : Felix had started posting videos online showcasing her creative talents and curated personality. She actually started growing a decent following from it, and it makes her, happy? She really doesn’t care too much about it right now though, what she really looks forward to are the faces of those who thought they could get away with their misdeeds. Oh the shock and fear on their faces give her such ecstasy! She gets excited at the thought of her baby taking those people down, she knows he’ll give them what they deserve

18. “Mr. Happy” : Mason takes on his role in Felix’s schemes with pride, he even tries his best at teaching their newest additions about their lives and their mission! He’s gotten bigger over the last few months too, Felix convinced him to start working out and take “medicine” to help make him stronger. He does this without question, why would he question her? He trusts Felix with his life, and if you’re questioning her intentions then maybe he should make you disappear too...

19. “Vendetta” : It’s been a little over a year since they began this new chapter of their lives together. All of those kids are long gone at this point, and they’ve since shifted their focus to others that are less than good. Things get rocky between them sometimes, Felix is very set on her ideas and Mason keeps trying to do his own thing, but they always make up afterwards!

20. “Psycho Killer” : Felix is so on edge lately, is it from her growing internet popularity or is the stress of killing getting to her? She’s gotten so snippy at Mason too, getting annoyed at him blabbering on and on about seemingly nothing. She’s gotten more brutal with victims too, trying out new torture methods on them. But she still loves Mason... she still loves him...

21. “My Baby” : Mason notices the way his baby talks to him, like she’s annoyed at his existence. She gets on his ass every time he does something wrong, but that’s understandable! Of course she’d be upset, if he slips and they get caught they can’t be together anymore! He’s making excuses for her, he can’t get mad at her, he still loves her. Even when she tells him she has dreams about them both dying he doesn’t get scared, he has thoughts like that too! That just shows you how perfect they are for each other!! How much they love each other!!

THIS IS LOVE, THIS IS LOVE-!

22. “Don’t Mess With Me” : (there’s some sex hinting/mention here) It’s been two years already and Schadenfreude has let fame, fortune, and power get to her head. It’s rare to hear anything genuinely nice come out of her mouth, even more so to see a smile not tainted by manipulation and hate. She’s holding love above Mason’s head, like it’s something he needs to earn. She’s treating him like a tool, “If you do a good job, I’ll give you a reward~” She gives made up reasons for why everyone they kill now has to die, all she cares about is the drug like high she gets from their screams-!

23. “all I want is you” : Mace is so CLINGY and NEEDY. Every thought in his fucking head is about her. Even when she calls him names and gets him pissed, he can’t help but still love her. Even when she hits him he can’t get upset, her punches don’t really do anything. He has to force himself not to hit back, he really could hurt her and he doesn’t want that! There’s no point thinking about how they used to be, all that’ll do is get him pissed, and the only way to let of steam is slashing some poor bastards throat-!

24. “Love” : Three years now, three years of emotions and hurt and death. She’s begun to love hurting Mace too. Is there any shred left of the girl she used to be? The girl he loved? That dark look behind her eyes can’t really be her, can it? “Look how pathetic you are! Are you just that desperate? You want me THAT bad? HAHA-! Really, why don’t you do something helpful for once and MAYBE I’ll think about giving you what you want so fucking bad”

25. “This Is Love” : Mace is starting to yell and pick fights, and he’s looming over her now too. You can tell by the look in his eyes that he wants to hurt her, but it’s taking every fiber of his being not to. He’s clingy, obsessive, possessive. He doesn’t like seeing her around, but he hates seeing her leave. He goes off on his own to take out people he feels are too close to his baby, and Schadenfreude doesn’t seem to have noticed how close he is to boiling over...

26. “Meant to be Yours” : It all comes to a head one night. Mace declares that he knows how to fix all of the problems in their relationship, all he has to do is kill off everyone that took his baby from him! It may be well into the hundreds but he doesn’t care, if it wins her back he’ll kill thousands! Millions! Schadenfreude, obviously, was absolutely gobsmacked by this, “What the hell are you going on about now??” You can see the desperation on his face, “What?? This will FIX us!! If I do this, we can be us again!!” Mace’s body shadows Schadenfreude, she forgot just how, big he is. He moves towards her, “C’mon baby!! I know you still love me... even if you don’t anymore, I’d MAKE you!”

“What...?” She looks, scared. He moves closer, she steps back “What are ya doin’ baby...? I thought you loved me???” She looks for an escape, their “safe space” seems less safe in this moment, “what are you doin’?? You’re MINE!! You think you can just get me to fall for you and then RUN AWAY?!?” She runs when she sees him grab his axe, the same one he’s used to kill so many others, the same one they used to kill those that hurt them so long ago.

She knows this house by heart, she runs to the room with a working lock and shuts herself inside, Mace is already on the other side by the time she backs away. “FELIX-! Felix, baby... c’mon please, open the door please? I’ll be good, I don’t want to fight you...” you can hear the jostling of the knob and the creaking off the door start to get more aggressive, “If you don’t open this door, I’ll just have to fucking break it down!!”

True to his word he tore through the door with his axe like a knife through butter, only to find that... Schadenfreude isn’t there. She was able to squeeze herself through a window to escape, and she’s long gone by now. Mace doesn’t know where her new house is, and he doesn’t know what to do now that she’s gone. She was his EVERYTHING!!! How could she leave him?!? He can’t be alone!!! His emotions are too much to handle on his own...so he ends up taking the life of some poor souls that night to cope...

What have I done...?

27. “No More Shame, No More Fear, No More Dread” : That night was so cold, so...dark. You may not believe it but...it’s like a switch was flipped in her head. She’s horrified as she remembers all that she’s done...to herself... to others... to.....her love...! She weeps to herself, how could she have let herself get this bad? What happened?? She can’t blame anyone but herself, not the “man” claiming her only purpose was to cleanse the world, and she definitely can’t blame Mason. He may have tried to...kill her but, that’s only because she pushed him to that point... she’s made up her mind, she needs to make things right again

28. “Chamber of Reflection” : Felix and Mason haven’t seen each other for some time now. After their last fight, Felix has decided that they...needed to spend some time apart. She finally calls him one night and explains what they have to do now. She was a bit scared about making that call, what if he’s more angry than she left him? She was startled to find, however, that Mason was sad, and depressed more than anything. The “medicine” she had been giving him for so long were actually steroids, and suddenly going cold turkey left Mason with severe depression, amplified by being left alone...

29. “It’s Alright” : Mason is crying apologies over the phone, he feels terrible about everything he did! He tells her he’s a monster, he tells her he doesn’t want to wake up in the morning...

Felix shuts that down fast. She explains how he didn’t know what he was doing, he wasn’t himself, that everything bad he did was only brought on by her own selfish actions. It takes some time but, she’s finally able to convince him that there’s still good in him, and that they’ll both be able to become better

30. “Little Words” : It’s time for them to hang up, but Mason begs Felix to stay on. He whimpers over the speaker that he can’t make it by himself...he can’t live without her. She gets choked up, she can’t believe she’s hurt him so bad that he feels he needs her to live. She’s silent for a moment, then she asks if he’d like her to sing him to sleep? She never thought of herself as having a beautiful voice, but he loved hearing her sing anyways. He desperately wanted to hear her voice, he pressed his face against the speaker as close as the world would let him, and she tried her hardest not to let the tears in her eyes be heard through her singing.

Sometimes, it has to get worse before it can get better

31. “Heavy” : They were together for so long, not having him around hurts so bad. She knows this is what they need, though, they need to reflect and become better. That doesn’t make this separation any easier though...

32. “Mea Culpa” & 33. “For the First Time” : Mason is getting better, his thoughts are becoming his own again. He often thinks about how bad he was to Felix. He wants to get better for her! He will get better for her! He’s trying not to be so clingy, bad old habits are hard to break, you know how it is. She’s doing a good job at following through with their separation at least.

34. “Love Song” : They’ve started talking on the phone again, and things are going well! Their conversations aren’t about anything in particular, Mason goes on and on about whatever he’s interested in and Felix listens intently, it’s just like how they used to be

35. “Dead Girl Walking” : (The actual song stats at 1:05) Felix suddenly remembers, “OH SHIT. I LEFT NICK AND NEEDY” unsurprisingly, shit went down while she was gone. Needy is dead at the bottom of a flight of stairs and Nick is nowhere to be found. She rushes home and calls Mason, they need to disappear before Nick rats them out! (That’s what she thinks Nick would do anyway) While trying to plan out what to do, Felix realizes something. If they’re going to get caught anyways, why not just spend their last days together...? There’s no need to convince Mason, he’s already on his way! They’re excited to see each other in person again, to hold each other, to breathe each other again. They notice how the other had changed, longer hair, some weight gain between them both, they look happy! They’re on each other like nothing bad had ever transpired between them, and they’re able to say the first genuine I love you’s in a long time.

36. “Baby You’re Out” : While in his arms, Felix talks about all she regrets, she still feels so awful over everything. Mason is able to convince her about the silver lining of it all

37. “Turn and Go” : Felix decided what she needs to do, she’ll leave all the fame behind so she can spend time with her love! She’s only further convinced this is the right decision when the reaction to her departure is so negative

38. “Go Easy” : Mason is worried for Felix, he’s scared that the world may be too hard on his baby, or that she may be too hard on herself. He makes up his mind that he’ll protect her from all the negativity the world may throw at her, in a reasonable non-murder way of course

Let’s live happy now 💕

39. “My Pug” : To say Felix is absolutely in love would be an understatement. She missed this, she missed having him by her side, and she missed holding him close. She doesn’t need anything special or expensive, all she needs is her happy darling

40. “Side / Side” : Mason loves Felix so dearly, from the moment they first laid eyes on each other in school, to the moment they die. They’ll never be without each other again, they’ll never be alone in this world again

#about my ocs #oc playlist #oc Felix #oc Mason

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Something I think that’s likely gonna get raised is the whole Sherlock asexuality thing so lemme discuss that for a moment

Long post, not sorry. TLDR: Sherlock’s not asexual, he’s homosexual af.

As a Johnlock shipper, I am biased.

I’m also a victim of constant spoilers (mid Season 3 rn, I’ve been busy with life stuff and since they’re so long it can be hard to find the time between working on my debut EP, weekly therapy and social relationships) and I can say my interpretation of Sherlock’s sexual orientation confidently. I have read a little thing on Asexuality.org about why the person who wrote it thinks he’s not asexual. Person is question is also a Johnlock shipper and raised points on other adaptations of Sherlock and the original ACD books and I didn’t know this but ACD married John off to Mary OUT OF FEAR because this was the “homosexuality is illegal” time period and even then people thought knew Sherlock and John were in love. I can’t say ACD intended for Sherlock to be gay or John to be bisexual or whatever (John is definitely bisexual. I’m like ‘sure, you’re not gay. didn’t say he wasn’t bi’ also just THE WAY HE LOOKED AT SHERLOCK I FEEL WEAK) but the evidence was there from the start.

Sherlock isn’t really a sociopath either. He’s definitely autistic/Aspergian (the term is kinda dead though because Asperger was a Nazi or something idk my therapist still uses it) and as someone who is also autistic, I absolutely see this. I have social issues. I will avoid people I don’t like and I will eventually cling to the few people I trust without question (John’s that for Sherlock) to the point of obsession. And logical thinking. I do that too. I’m still nowhere near as smart as him, and I’m not as antisocial as him either. i think it might be worth noting that after i wrote that paragraph i mercilessly informed a classmate that i don’t want to attend her party because I don’t like her with no regard for her feelings before telling off some girls staring at a poster of the men’s swim team reminding them that the poster’s not a dating app. I am literally blonde american genderqueer bisexual not-as-smart teenage Sherlock.

Back to his sexuality.

It’s not a lack of interest in romance and sex. Hell, if you’ve read my posts you’d know I’m a hopeless (horny) romantic. I think for both of us it’s a lack of interest in being social with other people that still finds its way into being inconvenient due to occupations that involve interacting with other people (I don’t know if I’ve ever disclosed what I intend to do after college, but if I haven’t, I’m not gonna say it now, but it’s going to involve working with other people A LOT. And Sherlock’s a detective after all, you have to talk to other people for that). It’s a select few people. John, Molly, Mrs. Hudson, Irene for the time she was there.

And let me be clear; Irene was never with Sherlock in the source material and I’m very happy adaptations stay true to that (this is coming from someone who’s only seen BBC Sherlock and the RDJ movies). Irene intrigued him. He looked not on naked Irene in a sexually admiring way but still looked because he knew her measurements. And the RDJ movies, despite Mary being there for the whole time, pushed Johnlock wayyyy more than it pushed Adlock (apparently it’s Adlock). I applaud that. As for Sherlock being gay, us as the audience not being masters of deduction, people who suggested it in the show (Irene, Mrs. Hudson, Louise Mortimer, etc.) also not being masters of deduction yet we see it! We know it’s there and maybe Sherlock sees it. Maybe he doesn’t. It’s still there. It’s been pointed out that the way Sherlock looks at John IS THE SAME way Benedict Cumberbatch looked at Sophie Hunter in one photo, so… yeah. 🏳️‍🌈

The way I see Johnlock is more fluff than smut by a long shot, but that doesn’t make Sherlock asexual. A lot of relationships don’t have frequent sex. A good percent of people only have sex to have children, and that’s not just religious people either. I think they do do it, just not a lot.

Sherlock’s gay. There was nothing for Irene, Molly was one-sided, and… yeah. It’s always been John Watson, always will be. Thanks for reading.

#very long post #bbc sherlock #sherlock holmes #john watson #johnlock #essay #feels like that anyway #sherlock is gayyy #can’t change my mind #gay #gay gay homosexual gay #GAE #sorry lmao #autism #i’m not as smart as him but we are actually so similar #when i watched thob i felt my heart swell the moment sherlock’s autism was suggested #big ‘i knew it’ moment for me

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But you like her better: Part 1

This fic features Kit's potential new girlfriend hinted at in a letter from Tessa to Magnus in CC's newsletter. A bunch of people in the fandom built her from the ground up @littlx-songbxrd @foxglove-airmid @the-wckd-powers @adoravel-fenomeno and @thomas-gaypanic-lightwood to name a few, and gave her a personality, name and backround. Their name is Marí.

Kit uses he/they pronouns in this fic and Marí uses she/they.

Cw: Disassociation (or at least how I experience it idk it might not be the same for everyone), negative self talk, self injurious stims, and bad coping mechanisms.

Title is from Heather by Conan Gray.

Marìa. Marí as she preferred to be called, was a bubbly kind soul with a wide inviting smile and a melodic voice.

Even Ty could admit that they were quite beautiful, despite not seeing women (or in Marí's case anyone who was particularly alienated with womanhood,) in a romantic or sexual light. It took him awhile to realize he was gay, but when he did it just seemed so obvious. He had gone through a minor phase of experimentation at the scholomance when he was younger but it hadn't lasted long.

Still Marí was stunning. And perhaps what made her even more stunning was her kindness and generosity. Ty had met her on the beach in LA while she and her parents were visiting the LA institute for a downworlder/shadowhunter summit being held by Helen, Aline, Mark and Cristina, similar to the one Julian held in 2012.

Ty noticed that Tessa and Jem were present, but Kit was not. He was not exactly sure how that should make him feel. So Ty elected to push the pain in his chest further down. To shove all if his unresolved feelings and worries and questions about Kit Herondale back into the metaphorical box and move on.

So he had gone outside to walk on the beach to distract himself when he found Marí sitting on the sand and crying.

Apparently according to them, they had come across a few dead moon jellyfish, or Aurelia aurita as was more scientifically accurate, that had washed up on the beach.

Ty remembered being moved by how she had such compassion for another living creature who wasn't even a person. It was rare. Ty had helped her bury them. She seemed wary and a little hostile around him at first, noticing his runes. She was clutching her body tightly. Ty noticed her anxiety and told her how he was also a lover of aquatic life and he found marine biology fascinating. This had prompted her to instantly change demeanor and become very excited and start jumping up and down and waving her hands before she told him that she was studying marine biology at university in Devon.

The mention of Devon should gave promoted Ty to wonder if Marí knew Kit but he was still putting up mental blocks to protect himself from the Kit situation so it hadn't crossed Ty's mind.

They had sat on the beach and talked for hours. Marí told him their name and that they used she/they pronouns. They also told Ty that they were from Devon, but their family was from Loiza, a city on the Northeastern coast of Puerto Rico. And also that they were all werewolves who pretty much hated shadowhunters but he seemed ok because he liked jellyfish. They mentioned that marine biology was one of their special interests and that they were autistic and had ADHD.

It would have been the perfect opportunity to tell Marí about him also being autistic but Ty being guarded and asocial, decided not to and told her as little as possible. He supposed he had some trust issues after everything. He mentioned his name, that he was attending the scholomance, and a few basic facts about his family. He also talked about his friend Alyssa Reyes.

Alyssa or Ali as he called her, was a werewolf with Maia's pack in New York. She was assigned as a liaison to the scholomance to act as a bridge between the werewolves and future centurions. And BOY had she complained about it. Alyssa was basically the president of the fuck shadowhunters club and she was autistic and had ADHD. She and Marí would have gotten along quite well.

Marí overall did most of the talking but she didn't seem to mind. On the contrary.

Ty had no idea that by that point they were already dating Kit.

When Kit returned with apologetic smiles and a new found charisma and confidence, he also brought her. And she was so happy to see Ty again that he felt so guilty for feeling torn up inside.

Ty couldn't hate Marí. Not even if he tried. They hadn't done anything wrong and neither had Kit. So Ty would just have to settle for hating himself for being angry over nothing.

Kit and Ty weren't really talking. Sure they had exchanged some words together when basically forced to, but Kit was being standoffish and Ty was still feeling a little annoyed. But mostly hurt. Ty had heard that Kit was using he/they pronouns and now identified as genderfluid. He had so many questions for Kit but Ty knew he couldn't ask. At least not right now.

Currently Ty was watching Kit and Marí talking. Kit was in the middle of telling her what looked to be a funny story based on the way she was laughing. Kit pushed a lock of dark curly hair back behind her ear and smiled.

Ty felt queasy. He bit his lip and averted his gaze trying to shake off the horrible feeling. Everytime he saw them together his chest felt like it was being squeezed by a juicer. Like he was being crushed and torn up on the inside and it was his fault. Just like it was his fault that Kit left. Or maybe that wasn't true. Maybe it was just inevitable but that didn't make it any easier.

Ty didn't have the right to be jealous or upset. He had no claim over Kit. He was being ridiculous he told himself as he attempted to shove all of these dark feelings into the box.

But this time it wasn't working.

"Alright you look like you're about to snap crackle and pop," Ty heard a voice say beside him. "What gives Sherlock?"

Ty looked up to see Alyssa Reyes standing next to him. When they had all congregated together in the LA institute and Kit had brought Marí and his friend Janessa back with them. Ty had decided to bring his lucky charm and close friend with him.

When Alyssa first came to the scholomance things were quite rough. But they had connected, first on the basis of being autistic and then through other things. Ali also had a love of mysteries and the two of them together were quite the team. The two of them had become incredibly close. Anush called her Irene because she was the only one who could outsmart Ty.

Speaking of Anush..

He was currently still back at the scholomance. They had both decided it was best for him to stay behind so they could spend some time apart. They had recently broken up after Ty finally realized he wasn't in a good place emotionally to date anyone. Ty had been forced to put Livvy's spirit to rest permanently when it started to have an affect on the mortal world negativity. It had been Livvy herself who had begged Ty to save the world at her expense.

That had been about a month ago and Ty was still relatively numb. He had a feeling it would begin to hurt eventually. Just not yet.

"Hey did you hear me?" Alyssa raised her voice. "What's wrong?" Ty refocused on his friend.

She was wearing her costume for the Halloween party they were all attending tonight. Kit, Ty, Dru, Alyssa, Marí, Jaime, Janessa and Thaís. It was Dru herself who had suggested they need a break from essentially preparing themselves for what was probably going to be another war. So they were headed to a vampire hosted party at a club in downtown LA. Alyssa had been sure to grab earplugs for Ty and herself which he was grateful for.

Alyssa was dressed as Aeryn Sun from Farscape, one of the many autistic coded characters from scifi that she was obsessed with. She was wearing a long black leather trench coat with black leather pants and a black tank top. Her dark brown hair was pulled back onto a long braid traveling down to her lower back. She even had leather boots and a fake blaster gun holstered at her thigh to complete the look.

And Ty of course, was dressed as Sherlock.

Ty shook his head at her. "Nothing Ali I'm fine."

Alyssa glowered at him. "Bullshit you're fine. I thought we agreed never to lie to each other?"

Ty sighed, gazing back at Kit and Marí, still smiling at each other. Alyssa followed his gaze.

"Oh you're jealous aren't you!" She declared matter of factly. Ty instantly shushed her.

"Oh relax they can't hear us, she muttered. We're too far away." She twirled her long braid and stimmed with the ends of it. "You know if you plan on taking your anger out on that lovely girl, a member of our COMMUNITY no less, who has done absolutely nothing wrong, then I'm like legally required to throw hands," she said with a smile.

Ty didn't smile back. "I wouldn't," he murmered, looking down. He had been flicking his fingers lazily at his sides, but now Ty found that wasn't good enough. He dug his fingernails into his right palm.

Alyssa looked concerned. "Hey I was just kidding," she said softly. She took his hand that had been creating little half-moon red divots on his skin and carefully threaded his fingers through her own.

Ali squeezed Ty's hand. "You know I'm on your side no matter what." He squeezed back.

Ty looked at the couple again. Emotions swirled all around his heart like little ribbons grazing against the sides. It wasn't just jealousy neccessary and Ty was a little shocked to find that he wasn't angry anymore. He was just...what?

Sad?

Sad didn't even begin to feel like it covered it. He felt so lost. And alone. And.... He felt himself starting to drift away, separating from himself. Ty could hear the fuzzy far away echo of someone trying to speak to him, but he couldn't make out the words. They were getting further and further away.

Everything was blurry and out of focus.

"Ty!" He heard a voice shout. With a jolt he was snapped back into his body. He turned to face Alyssa who was staring at him, looking obviously alarmed.

But the worst part was that everyone else was staring at him too. Including Kit. They looked shocked, but also something else that Ty couldn't quite pinpoint. There was an air of desperation to their voice when they asked,

"Are you ok?"

Was Ty ok?

It was such a funny question coming from Kit who hadn't spoken more than two words to him this whole time.

Kit who had left.

Ty didn't know what else to do except laugh. He burst laughing hysterically, almost falling from his position of where he was leaning against the wall. He desperately tried to gasp for air as he cackled.

Everyone was staring at him looking horrified. Dru pulled out her phone as if she was contemplating calling someone, then decided against it. Tears were starting to roll down Ty's cheeks as he kept laughing.

Alyssa grabbed his arm. "Alright, come with me," she ordered, dragging him to the side. Ty managed to stop laughing as she guided him firmly into the training room.

Ty's eyes were still blurry with tears, so he wiped them away. Alyssa was smiling at him softly, looking sympathetic. "It's gonna be ok Ty,: she cooed, taking his hand again. Alyssa began to rub slow soothing circles onto his palm.

"Ok, you wanna tell me what's going on now?" She asked gently. Ty sniffed and used his other hand to wipe away the rest of his tears.

"I don't know what to say," he admitted. "I don't know how to describe or explain it.

Alyssa nodded. "Well, try. You can use quotes or song lyrics if you want." Ty smiled. He was grateful that Ali understood.

Ty chewed the inside of his cheek for a moment. "It feels like a tear in my heart. Like a part of me is missing and I just can't feel it," he quoted. Alyssa stared at him, pondering. She continued to stroke his hand.

"Do you think what you're missing is Kit?" She asked. "Do you miss him?"

Ty glared at Alyssa and snatched his hand back. "No," he said firmly. "I don't."

Ali rolled her eyes. "Jesus you're almost as bad at love as I am! It's like trying to open a rusted toolbox with a fork getting you to open up!" She snapped.

Ty bared his teeth under closed lips and glowered at her. "Well maybe I never asked for your help!"

"Well maybe you should calm down and recognize that I'm your friend and I'm worried about you!" She shouted back.

Guilt instantly washed over him, pricking his skin. Ty squeezed his eyes shut. "I'm sorry Ali," he whispered.

He wished he could cry. Now more than ever Ty wished he could make himself cry. Over Livvy, over Kit. Over the coming battle. Over everything.

"Do you love them?" He heard her ask. There was no need to ask who she meant.

Ty opened his eyes. This was the thing he never acknowledged. Never said outloud. Never even let himself think it. Because it was terrifying. The acknowledgement of the truth.

The truth was that Ty would probably give his life just to see that adorable smile one more time. That he could tell you how many freckles Kit had because he had spent so many hours staring at Kit and counting them.

The truth was that when Kit held him, he felt closer to anyone then he ever had in his entire life. Ty had sat outside of Kit's door for hours, days even when they had first arrived because he had felt something, even then. Something pulling at him from the other side of that door like a magnet. He told himself it was just curiosity. A scientific curiosity.

It was the only thing that could logically explain Ty's obsession. It wasn't serious. It wasn't-

"I love him," Ty admitted shakily, breaking the silence. Even Alyssa looked a little suprised.

"I'm in love with Kit."

Before Ali could respond, Ty sensed movement by the training room door which they had forgotten to close. Ty instantly whipped around to see who it was, wondering frantically if they had overheard what Ty had said.

Standing in the door frame wearing her Mortica Addams costume for the party, complete with a jet black long wig was Marí.

And the look on their face suggested to Ty that they had heard every word.

I will try and get part 2 up as soon as I can! It will be from Marí's perspective.

The song Ty quotes is Can you hold me by NF.

Tag list: @playwithravenclaw @lavender-scented-rat @jazzkaurtheglorious @waterlillies @nott-the-best @stxr-thxif @magnus-the-fabulous-entp-bane @foxglove-airmid @littlx-songbxrd @clarys-heosphoros @thomas-gaypanic-lightwood @arangiajoan @queenlilith43 @adoravel-fenomeno

#tsc #tda #the dark artifices #kit x ty #ty blackthorn #twp #kit herondale #marí the werewolf #we need to give her a last name #marí tag

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enby-enderdragon · 3 years

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Dude please tell me abt ur mc worldbuilding

Mx Elliott Whycraft, my beloved, I would give you the biggest hug right now if I could

Okie, okie, so its mostly just a pantheon of gods that I’ve made, but I do also have some ideas for, like, holidays and things that would happen on those holidays and things that certain followers of certain deities would do, but I digress. I’ll just tell you about the deities I chose mostly since I don’t wanna be too rambly. I can save the other details for other asks if people really wanna know about that. This is gonna go under a cut bc this might end up being a long post. Like I said, unfortunately for you guys, I’m very autistic and religion worldbuilding is a special interest of mine.

Uhhhhh, warning, possibly some bits that could be considered Slimecicle Cinematic Universe spoilers if you haven’t seen “The HARDEST Minecraft Difficulty” yet??

So, the first deity I chose, of course, is DreamXD, shortened down to XD. He’s the big king of the gods and he has the epithet of “the Prime” since he’s one of the bigger and more worshipped deities in the pantheon. Things like Church Prime in the DreamSMP and Techno’s channel member bell fall under his domain. XD is specifically the god of order and life so, as mortals began to worship the pantheon, it felt natural for XD to rise to the position of God King. XD is also the protector of the Dragon’s Realm. It’s his job to make sure that, if the Enderdragon ever has to die, that she is only killed A) she absolutely has to be because he’s very attached to his Dragons and B) he always makes the the Dragon has a successor.

The second deity I chose was Drista. No one is really sure how old Drista is, not even the other gods, because she’s the goddess of chaos, so she’s XD’s counterpart and has to have been around since the first chaotic thing happened in the mortal plane, but she appears very young compared to the other gods and she’s referred to in the mortal scriptures with the epithet of “the Young”. Drista falls under with the duty of being the protector of childhood and children in general, which only adds to her epithet. Aside from all that, she’s also the guide for souls of the dead into the Afterlife.

The third deity I chose was Grizzly. Now, a lot of mortal scripture about Grizzly was lost because his stories used to be burned when people would try to write them. A lot of people passed his stories around orally, but still, a lot of the scriptures were lost and mortals can’t truly now a lot about what happened with him. The biggest things that survived history of his stories is that he is the god of the forge and of mischief, but one day, he had a falling out with the other gods and they cast him out of the Pantheon Proper, which earned him the epithet of “the Fallen”. Nowadays, stories say that Grizzly is the King of the Damned, but no mortals know for sure exactly what that means.

The fourth deity is Condi. Condi is one of the oldest gods in the pantheon, even older than XD by millennium. Condi is the god of magick, so he was the deity that separated the Three Realms from each other. There’s rumors of a secret fourth realm that Condi uses as an escape from the other gods, but again, those are just rumors. No one has ever been able to craft a proper portal to this secret realm, but still, the realm of the Aether is mentioned too many times in scriptures for it to be a coincidence, right? Anyway, Condi also the Weaver of Fate, so, as you can imagine, he’s a very busy god. He has the epithet of “the Wise” because, if you’re gonna have this much shit going on as a god, you’ve gotta be wise.

The fifth deity is Bizly. Bizly, even by the other gods, is considered weak and useless, as he’s the god of animals and monsters. Most of the other gods will ignore him and couple of the other gods can be outright mean to him for no reason. This earned him the epithet of “the Dismissed”. Because of the way that the other gods treat him, Bizly took it upon himself to be the protector of the weak and underdogs. To mortals, he also become equivalent with the start of spring, so a lot of mortal stories call him the “bringer of new starts”.

The sixth deity is Foolish, of fucking course. He’s the god of storms and the seas and, even though his domains are usually very rough things to mortals, he himself is a very chill god (these days) and he doesn’t really interact with the other gods unless he ABSOLUTELY has to. He tends to spend most of his time as the protector of Mizu, a legendary city that is said to live under the deepest parts of the mortal oceans that houses only the most holy artifacts and important scriptures of the gods. There’s a specific rune that was created that is said to be a sigil of Foolish and it’s supposed to bring great wealth to a person if they draw it on themself. Foolish has the epithet of “the Undying” because I’m uncreative cgvhjbkgv

The seventh deity is Kristin, the goddess of death, because I have to. Again, she’s a goddess that doesn’t really like interacting with the other deities if she doesn’t have to. She tends to spend most of her time tending to the souls of the Afterlife, making sure everyone is happy and cared for and with their loved ones if they can be. The only deity that she has constant contact with is Drista, since the younger goddess helps her collect the souls of the dead. Kristin is known to take pity on a few souls that have no one every now and then and she’ll make them into angels and let them roam the mortal worlds again until they die and then they’re dead for real with no take-backs.

The eighth deity is Irene. She’s a very flighty goddess, not known to stick around in one place for long. As the protector of the Mortal Realm, she does her best to make sure that every mortal has a happy and healthy life on the earth. She’s typically the goddess of medicine and family in most portrayals of her scriptures, but there are a few places that will cast her as a more “dark” (using that word lightly because I can’t think of a better one) goddess of apathy and discord. Those mythos as that “darker” goddess are very rare, however. She has the epithet of “the Matron” and she’s the only recorded goddess to be referred to with the title of “Lady”. The other goddesses don’t seem to like that title.

The ninth deity is Herobrine. He’s the god of both the sun and the moon, so a lot of mortal legends say that the sun and moon are his glowing eyes and he’s watching over the mortals and he’ll punish any greedy or malevolent mortals. Because of that line of mythos, Herobrine earned the epithet of “the Watcher”. He’s known for collecting wayward souls that are stuck between Grizzly’s Damned Kingdom and Kristin’s Afterlife and he’ll make a wayward soul into an assistant of sorts to help him watch over the realm and punish mortals. Sometimes, his Watchers can get a little overzealous and will take in souls that aren’t ready yet, but Herobrine never forces a soul to stay if they don’t want to and lets them go back to the mortal realm.

The tenth and final deity is False. Yes, Miss False “Supremacy” Symmetry herself is a goddess. Specifically, she’s the goddess of war and blood. She, again, is a goddess that doesn’t much like the other gods and stays away from them as much as she can. In scripture, she’s never referred to by name because legends say that, if you speak her proper name, she’ll appear and kill your entire land or family or whatever. Most texts and stories refer to her either as “the Blood God” or by her epithet of “Animus”. She’s considered the herald of the winter months and she’s also the protector of the Nether Realm.

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sherlock holmes reactions part 4 (?) ive lost count already but unsurprisingly ive grown even more attached to him

using this as the cover image because i made him a playlist. cause im awful

no legit this is gonna need a read more because it's SO LONG SHIHEWIESHEFSHIEWHF

Had three mental breakdowns this week and realized i do in fact kin sherlock motherfucking holmes. this does not bode well for anything in my life mentally I've diagnosed him with so many things

Oh boy lol you want the list I think hes autistic (undisputed honestly) plus also adhd but on top of that there's the manic depression and uhhh the bpd lmao I dont even think that's it those are just. the obvious ones

But yeah man's a fucking mess and a shit person but in the same way as me so 👍

Some highlights I thought were very funny:

watson: we are in fact going to be waltzing into a place where people are Shooting People you do not have your gun. this is a problem

sherlock: don't worry watson I have my trusty stick!

watson: visible pain

This clearly happens like every day or so with them

but yeah there were some really honestly sweet scenes with them at the apartment and why am i getting soft over the crusty man being gay

have you considered tho. have you considered them

have you considered sherlock, who usually only plays absolute garbage on his violin serenading watson to sleep when he was tired and in pain and watson being so fucking in love with the man and waxing poetic about falling asleep to his music and waking up to see him fallen asleep on the couch next to him and oh my god them

They're just really sweet together for such a completely dysfunctional couple so much of the time lol I just. Sherlock being like.

Sherlock half of the time: watson you're fucking stupid. no i won't take care of my personal needs stfu. watson get a goddamn life. watson shut up. watson no one cares about your goddamn opinion. no i need to disturb you in the middle of the night it's for science. hey watson mind if i manipulate mansplain malewife

Sherlock the other half of the time: HELLO SIR YOU ARE MY FAVORITE MAN TO EVER MAN HELLO MAY I SPEND THE REST OF MY DAYS WITH YOU HELLO I WILL DO ANYTHING FOR YOU WE ARE PERFECT MATCHES I LOVE YOU AND I NEED YOU YOURE SO MUCH BETTER THAN ME PLEASE MARRY ME

They're... they certainly are.

ALSO OH MY GOD.

THIS ONE TIME WHEN SHERLOCK WAS JUST PACING AROUND THE ROOM AT 3 AM GOING "IT DOESNT MAKE SENSE >:(((" AND HUDSON LIKE BARGED IN TO COMPLAIN AND THEN WATSON WAS LIKE DUDE YOU GOTTA STOP DOING THIS AND PROCEEDS TO SAY THE LINE "YOU ARE KNOCKING YOURSELF UP, OLD MAN"

BAHGHSFHGRHEWHEWHIFEW

BRB SOBBING

CALLING HIM AN OLD MAN???? KNOCKING HIMSELF UP?? I DONT KNOW WHATS FUNNIER

The main highlight of this part was I have now gotten to see him have a great time watching his homo homie get married

Its so fucking funny.......

I was prepared for a funny reaction by yuumori sherlock's face when he said it lol but. Damn i was really not prepared tbh

watson: I'm engaged!

sherlock: *pained groaning*

watson: do you... not like her?

sherlock: no she's fine she's great you'll be wonderful together bUT I HATE IT WHEN PEOPLE ARE HETEROSEXUAL WATSON DO I HAVE TO MARRY MYSELF THEN WATSON? ARE YOU GOING TO MAKE ME MARRY MYSELF.

watson: yeah... yeah... fair, I feel really bad because you did this whole case and I got a girlfriend out of it and all you got was me leaving you alone fuck man im sorry what are you gonna do without me

sherlock, highly sarcastic: dont worry watson I've always got my handy cocaine! *pulls it out and gets high in front of watson just as he's about to leave*

watson: *in fucking agony*

sherlock: good for you!

I DONT EVEN- THIS SCENE KILLED ME MULTIPLE TIMES OVER WHAT

ITS SO GODDAMN NONCHELANT ABOUT IT SHERLOCK IS JUST LIKE YEAH I WILL IN FACT NOT BE MENTALLY HEALTHY IF YOU ARE NOT WITH ME 24/7 BUT WHATEVER YOU DO YOU /S

I'd like to apologize to watson on sherlock's behalf lmao. man is being a bit too codependent on main

The last thing about sign of four I do need to address is yeah, there's the Horrific Amounts Of Racism in that one and the whiplash hearing it is just ridiculous because they seem to be so knowledgeable in all other areas and fairly... politically correct, taking sherlock's original misogyny as a purposeful character flaw, but then they just mention someone indigenous once and suddenly its all parrotting racist propaganda and just... really awful shit. There's no way I'm gonna speak for the group that just got absolutely hate crimed here but anyone can tell the author just has no clue what he's fucking talking about and it's physically painful.

And I don't know, it's just so bad it seems out of character? Doyle's making these motherfuckers say shit that honestly, Sherlock would know better about. And especially Watson. Come on, you cannot tell me watson is mentally capable of being prejudiced against someone. Please do not make him that way.

I'm not sure how to handle it specifically, or what's the proper way I should handle something like that in a media I otherwise like. Is it ok to say Doyle was clearly a piece of shit on the matter and separate those characters from his bias or is that insensitive?

I don't know, I was Not a fan of it and I'm glad to see they've at least finally shut up about the guy

But anyway yeah, uhhhh onto the short stories because I'm trying to read those before I get to the final problem

Scandal in Bohemia was a fucking ride, first of all, before we even get to Sherlock's girlboss arc we have to discuss how gay the whole situation was and how Doyle's attempt at making them less gay failed spectacularly

Like he's all "ah yes I need to marry off watson and uhhh make sherlock ummmm interact with a woman so they dont look gay" but he does it SO BADLY that it makes them look EVEN GAYER

cause i mean, even the conversation they had about watson getting married back in sign of four was gay af, but how Doyle handled things afterward was in no way straighter.

Cause you know, the man kind of wrote himself into a corner with the fact of Watson narrating these stories. So Watson has to be around to witness them, and to witness Sherlock's own thought process rather privately, so he has to be around sherlock at night, a lot. But trying to come up with a reason for that happening just... it didn't occur to Doyle. He just went. Ah yes this makes sense. And it's Watson just like Sleeping Over At Sherlock's like every other goddamn day and every time his wife leaves town and having them basically still live that cute domestic home life but they have absolutely no excuses for doing it anymore. It's quite funny

Like it was gay already the way they interacted when they officially lived together but it was like, a necessity for them. Now it's not, Watson just comes over because he goddamn wants to, and it's hilarious to me.

LIKE IDK I THINK THEY KIND OF BROKE UP FOR A YEAR OR SO BC OF WATSON GETTING MARRIED AND THEY LIKE DONT HAVE CONTACT WITH ONE ANOTHER BUT ONE DAY WATSON JUST INEXPLICABLY HAS THE URGE TO COME VISIT SHERLOCK ON NO NOTICE AND THEN SUDDENLY THEY ARE TOGETHER NEAR 24/7 AGAIN LIKE BARELY ANYTHING CHANGED AHIEHOEWH

SIT DOWN AND TRY TO TELL ME THOSE ARE NOT HOMOSEXUALS

Watson walks in on no fucking notice after a full year and Sherlock is just. In the middle of some experiment obviously but hes like

Sherlock, carrying around unidenfiable chemical mixtures: W A T S O N you look good you look good! i see you've gained seven pounds!!

watson: uh. thanks??? Hey lol *awkwardly waves* Uh um Wanted to Uhm sEe you

Sherlock: ABOUT gODDAMN TIME AND YES WONDERFUL LOOK LOOK SIT DOWN I HAVE THINGS TO INFODUMP ABOUT

watson: :) ok :) *turns to camera* and we were back to the old days

sherlock: makes a deduction

watson: wowwwwwwwwwwww !! so true bestie !!

sherlock: !!!!!!!!! :))) !!!!! :))) uh fuck im supposed to be smooth Its Elementary Lol

watson: *turns to camera* when i stroke his ego like this and compliment him he blushes like a girl like i just complimented his dress so i do it more because he likes it. this is a homie trait

watson: well i should probably get going! my wife will notice that i am gone my dear buddy bro homie!

sherlock: NO DONT LEAVE IM LOST WITHOUT YOU (pretty much a direct quote lol) your. wife doesn't. get back home until monday. I know this because I am smart and definitely have not been stalking you.

watson: alright :)))))

AND THEN HE FUCKING SLEEPS OVER LMAO FUCKING HOMOS

So yeah they're right back where they were before pretty much and there's a case bc of course there is

And honestly I think this short story specifically was so insane mostly just because of how absolutely fast it all went. Yuumori kind of made me believe the original Irene Adler was more of an important character than she really is? And I think that's. Honestly so funny. Motherfucker shows up for ten pages, girlbosses her way around town, and changes sherlock's entire opinion of the female gender while still keeping him gay?

LIKE NO LOL SHES NOT IN ANY WAY A LOVE INTEREST AND WATSON GOES OUT OF HIS WAY TO SPECIFY THE FACT THAT IN NO WORLD WOULD THEY HAVE BEEN ROMANTICALLY INVOLVED BECAUSE. SHERLOCK. DIDN'T DATE WOMEN.

HE WAS JUST??? SO IMPRESSED AND SHELL SHOCKED BY HER EXISTENCE HE DECIDED IT WAS TIME FOR GIRLBOSS APPRECIATION DAY TODAY AND ALL DAYS HENCEFORTH???

AND THEY HAVE LIKE O N E INTERACTION?? God, the power this woman(?) has. Watson looks at her once like. damb shawty 😳 and she's like "no<3" and he's like FUCK

Like yeah it's pretty much just the king walking up like "help girl the whore is blackmailing me" and sherlock being like "ok lol this will be easy" and then it proceeded to not in fact be easy or even possible

sherlock like... posed as a dead body and tried to get her to give up the location of the photo but she out-acted him and skipped the town the next day after doing the 'good night mr. sherlock holmes' thing with sherlock completely tricked

and she just. sends a letter like "dear sherlock holmes. you're a fucking idiot and i think it's funny that you lost. nice job tho mad respect" and sherlock just SHORT CIRCUITS

the king comes back a bit later like "hey Dude where's my Photo" and sherlock's like oh yeah uhhhhhhhhhhh about that and the king is like HOW COULD IT POSSIBLY HAVE BEEN THAT GODDAMN HARD i would have dated someone more noble if she wasn't so pretty i swear im on a whole different level from her

and then. GIRLBOSSIFIED SHERLOCK HOLMES RESPONDS "from what I have seen of the lady, she seems indeed to be on a very different level from your majesty" ABSEHHESHEFHHFES ROASTED

and the dude just LEAVES

After that I read a few more of the short stories and well the highlights I got from that pretty much were these conversations

Watson: sherlock. honey. have you. eaten anything today

Sherlock: IT DIDNT OCCUR TO ME DEAR WATSON

Watson: ITS FIVE PM

and:

Sherlock: *having one of his Moment Moments at three in the goddamn mornig* GRRRR CRIME ISNT WHAT IT USED TO BE

Watson: MY DEAR SHERCOCK WHAT IS CRIME S U P P O S E D TO BE LIKE ACCORDING TO YOU

Sherlock: no one's original anymore fucking copycats

Watson: so you want the criminals to make things harder for you specifically.

Sherlock, exasperated: yes!

I love them your honor.

#rowan's hyperfixation essays #rowan screams into the void #rowan views moriarty #sherlock holmes

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Sherlock Holmes for the Listing meme?

favorite thing about them

I have some pretty mixed feelings on Holmes where I never quite got into the character as much as I could or may have liked to, but at the same time, he's been a part of my life for as long as I can remember (I grew up legitimately thinking he was a real person and only discovered otherwise in my early teens, and Conan Doyle may have been the first big-name author I remember reading).

I guess if I had to narrow down something more personal, the idea of Holmes as this really smart, incredibly knowledged person, who nevertheless could be insensitive, awkward, lonely, disinterested in relationships or social occasions, and still be a well-respected hero with strong friendships and a noble purpose, might have been more important for me to read about back then than I gave it credit for at the time.

A lot of people are very attached to the idea that Holmes is autistic or "coded" as autistic, and I have some misgivings towards that idea (mainly because often times it seems to me like "coded" is just a replacement word for stereotype), but in retrospect, it kinda was important for me to read about a character who was a little more like, well, like me basically, than the usual adventure hero. I guess it's kinda why I distinctly remember being sad upon learning that Holmes wasn't a real person, even though by that point I really should have known better.

And to an extent I think that's also part of why Sherlock managed to effectively sustain the kind of popularity he had, that he felt "real" to begin with. That he appealed to audiences worldwide in ways even they didn't quite understand at the time. He was not the most published character worldwide, possibly not even the most popular one in his time, but he was modern and vivid to an extent that's allowed him to outlast the Nick Carters and Sexton Blakes and Nat Pinkertons of his time, and become not just THE touchstone of 19th century detective fiction, but also a popular and modern character today. Holmes appeals a lot to people who can't quite see themselves as an outgoing action hero, but who can use their intelligence and reasoning to improve conditions for others, and I definitely think he owes at least some of his iconic popularity to that thoughtfulness.

least favorite thing about them

Definitely when adaptations have him be rude or belittling or dismissive to Watson, that's easily the fastest way to get me to dislike a Sherlock adaptation, and sadly that's been a trend even in the earliest days of Sherlock adaptations or fanfic (which, back in the day, were basically the same thing). I'm also really not a fan of the more asshole takes on Sherlock that comically exaggerate how rude and insensitive he is, or takes that just make him a crimefighting Sheldon Cooper, and-

Actually I'm just gonna say BBC's Sherlock and call it a day.

favorite line

My dear fellow," said Sherlock Holmes as we sat on either side of the fire in his lodgings at Baker Street, "life is infinitely stranger than anything which the mind of man could invent. We would not dare to conceive the things which are really mere commonplaces of existence. If we could fly out of that window hand in hand, hover over this great city, gently remove the roofs, and peep in at the queer things which are going on, the strange coincidences, the plannings, the cross-purposes, the wonderful chains of events, working through generation, and leading to the most outre results, it would make all fiction with its conventionalities and foreseen conclusions most stale and unprofitable.

brOTP

Well, duh. I'm also fond of the idea of him and Arsene Lupin having a more-friendly sort of rivalry, even if they can't quite be on the same side and I still ultimately prefer that Lupin takes the win (or at least the spiritual victory). And of course I have my pet headcanons about him and The Shadow being acquaintances.

OTP

None in particular. I like the popular headcanon that Holmes is asexual, and this doesn't exactly mean he can't have an amorous or sexual relationship with anyone, but generally I don't think of Holmes in those terms.

nOTP

Irene Adler. I think it kinda goes without saying too.

random headcanon

I'd like to play around with the idea of Sherlock often trying to find healthier outlets for his boredom and attention span, that aren't crime-solving or cocaine (largely thanks to Watson bugging him), that he spends an adventure trying to get the hang of while doing his thing, and may or may not turn out to be revelant

Like he's discussing crime scene details with Lestrade while balancing a broom on his foot El Chavo-style, and he remarks that, yes, of course this is research, the robber may have disguised himself as a janitor in order to sneak past police headquarters, and without fingerprints, he needs to try and measure the size and weight of the man by gauging the available brooms at the police station they could have used.

Lestrade doesn't question anything Sherlock does anymore, and Watson is trying very hard to keep a straight face because he knows it's not true, Holmes has been at this for over a week now at home, but it's been a slow week and he'll encourage anything if it keeps Holmes off the cocaine (can't make promises on nicotine though, but, baby steps).

unpopular opinion

I guess the closest I'd have to one would be that I actually prefer Holmes as more of a side character rather than an active protagonist and that I don't think the premise of "Sherlock Holmes in the 22nd Century" is the most idiotic thing ever and I am very willing to give the show a chance when I watch it.

I think maybe my real unpopular opinion as a Sherlock fan is that I don't think Arthur Conan Doyle was unjustified in his hatred of Sherlock's popularity, considering that he was dealing with an aggressive fandom long before people had an idea on how to deal with that sort of thing, and he could not have possibly predicted the sheer influence his character was going to have on fiction as a whole.

Also, he was right about some of the things he believed in. Yes, that includes the fairies. No, it doesn't make him any less gullible for having fallen for that trick.

song i associate with them

None in particular so instead I'm going to present the theme from The Great Mouse Detective, which I'm sure goes without saying is the best adaptation of Sherlock Holmes alongside those starred by Jeremy Brett, and DEFINITELY has the best version of Moriarty by a country mile.

favorite picture of them

For the moment I'm going to say this illustration by Jess Miriam. I love it's usage of shadow, it's background, the light coming off the pipe and the smoke encircling Holmes, and I love the scene it depicts from "The Man With The Twisted Lip", where Holmes at once seems to perform an act of utmost kindness but is, in reality, solving the mystery through a most unorthodox and yet ingenious method, all with the smallest of gestures. Definitely speaks a lot to what I most like about Sherlock Holmes

#replies tag #sherlock holmes #john watson #sherlock bbc

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anghraine · 3 years

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@laufire tagged me in a fic meme!

The Game: List the first lines of your last 20 stories (if you have less than 20, just list them all!). See if there are any patterns. Choose your favourite opening line. Then tag some authors!

1. Even in Gondor, Éowyn was cold.

Tolkien, WIP: an AU take on the Éowyn/Faramir hair mingling scene with f!Faramir/Fíriel. I’ll probably fold it into daughters of the great at some point, but haven’t yet.

2. Elrond did not call the Council.

Tolkien, WIP: a (new) AU where Faramir is the one sent to Rivendell. I’m not writing it in a long fic sense, but I do have some snippets.

3. Gwen did not often dwell on life before the Searing.

Guild Wars, WIP: a canon-compliant one-shot focused on Gwen Thackeray’s last day before the Searing, ft. the GW: Prophecies PC (here, Irene Fairchild).

4. At least, Lady Georgiana thought, Darcy had the mettle to write to her of his engagement himself.

Austen, WIP: a canon-compliant fic dealing with the responses of Darcy’s canon and headcanon relatives to his engagement/marriage. This first bit is posted here.

5. The Steward was fortunate in his children.

Tolkien, WIP: an AU take on Denethor and Faramir’s relationship, with f!Faramir. Another piece of the Fírielverse.

6. Faramir was born under the Shadow, son of a weary father and wearier mother.

Tolkien, WIP: a canon-compliant take on Faramir’s childhood and his first dream of Númenor.

7. My dear Edith,

I hope you and your brother are well.

Guild Wars, complete: a canon-compliant epistolary take on the GW: Prophecies’s PC’s last day before the Searing. Here.

8. Eldarion had no queen.

Tolkien, complete: a canon-compliant fic where Eldarion has an arranged but happy marriage to Faramir and Éowyn’s younger daughter + lifespan angst. Here.

9. “Is there no deed to do?”

Tolkien, WIP: the opening to we also are daughters of the great, a Fírielverse fic with Éowyn and Fíriel first getting to know each other. I wrote and posted the first part a longggg time ago; the newest section begins with:

Fíriel was easy to talk to, Merry found.

10. “But Lizzy, you can tell us whether it is like or not.”

Austen, WIP: the opening to tolerably well acquainted, a fic that was originally tracking the development of Elizabeth’s feelings for Darcy at Pemberley, and then kept going. The current chapter’s draft begins:

By the time that Elizabeth reached the signature, she could nearly have crumpled the letter in her hand.

11. I always thought of myself as Ascalonian first, and Krytan second.

Guild Wars, WIP: a slight AU of GW2 from the POV of the human noble origin PC w/ missing sister storyline, where making the PC/her sister proud Ascalonians has a significant impact on them and their choices. I’ve been poking at the fic, pro patria, for years, but the current section begins:

I’d opened my mouth to ask something else, but Frazarblade suddenly interrupted me, slightly raising her voice.

12. If Darth Vader did not avoid the sight of his daughter in carbonite, he certainly did not seek it out.

Star Wars, WIP: the third part in an AU-of-the-OT f!Luke series. This part, The Jedi and the Sith Lord, follows Lucy and Vader after she’s captured by the latter in Cloud City (for AU reasons I won’t get into here). Like the last few, I started this a long time ago, so the beginning of the new section is:

Anakin didn’t hesitate.

13. In the first few years after his escape from Yakone, Noatak drifted: from place to place, from name to name.

Avatar, WIP: from One More Tomorrow, an Amon-centric f!Tarrlok fic (...I do understand that this is a) very predictable for me to write and b) of very limited interest to other people). It’s actually part of a longer series, though not nearly as lengthy or the f!Luke one or as involved as the f!Faramir one. The new section begins:

Amon had already stopped walking.

14. Boromir and Fíriel could both command man and beast alike.

Tolkien, complete: a short Fírielverse fic about Fíriel grieving Boromir/meeting Pippin. Here.

15. In her heart, perhaps, Fíriel knew what must happen.

Tolkien, WIP: a Fírielverse fic about Fíriel after the destruction of the Ring and Denethor’s death in battle, deciding what to do about Aragorn’s claim in the midst of grief for her father and uncertainty about her future. Here.

16. When Leia told them the truth, Jyn and Cassian said nothing.

Star Wars, complete: a Leia/Jyn/Cassian fic set after Leia finds out that Vader is her natural father. Here.

17. They escaped the way they arrived.

Star Wars, complete: AU Jyn/Cassian fic where the main cast of Rogue One makes it out of Scarif alive, and it turns out everyone has assumed Jyn and Cassian were in a relationship. Bonus grey-ace!Cassian and autistic!Jyn. Here.

18. Jyn never forgot the moment when her mother’s body slumped to the ground.

Star Wars, WIP: AU Jyn/Cassian fic where Jyn, Cassian, and Bodhi make it off Scarif together, only to get sucked into the Death Star and forced to pass themselves off as Imperials without getting caught. Another one that I started a pretty long while ago; the most recent part of it begins:

As Jyn made her way back to the hold, she caught the murmur of voices.

19. Augustus Jones was a gentleman.

Austen, WIP: an AU where Wickham gets murdered after the Netherfield Ball and the cast of P&P are suspects. Darcy/Elizabeth, of course.

20. Jyn imagined herself with Princess Leia, sometimes.

Star Wars, WIP: a Leia/Jyn/Cassian Everyone Lives AU where Jyn struggles with being into Leia and Cassian at the same time.

I think that’s about the right fics, anyway! Basically: now and then I jump straight into the story, but most often, I begin with a statement that’s kind of ??? in terms of where the story is going, but then ‘zooms in’ to provide some context/background/revelation of what’s going on before we head into the story proper. I think of it as orienting the reader, basically, and I’m usually a bit ????? unless I can think of a way to do it. I didn’t include my original stuff on this list, but I generally do the same thing there.

My fave of these is probably:

In the first few years after his escape from Yakone, Noatak drifted: from place to place, from name to name.

It does the thing where it starts from this kind of distant perspective in order to narrow in later, but I think it does a much better job than usual of giving an idea of the story’s focus, and I like the phrasing.

tagging, if you want to do it ... umm, I’m not sure who has this quantity of fic, but: @ncfan-1, @ladytharen, @kazaera, @brynnmclean, @irresistible-revolution, @steinbecks

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shad0ww0rlder · 4 years

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Hi everyone! So a few weeks ago, @julemmaes messaged me and asked me if I would be interested in a project for World Autism Awareness Day, which is today, April 2. Since Ty Blackthorn from The Shadowhunter Chronicles is supposedly an autistic character, the idea was to write something or draw something or make an edit about him. So here's my contribution!

Even though it is from Kit's perspective, I hope I'm able to convey the purpose of this project. Enjoy! :)

The Postcard

Kit Herondale was having his usual saw that movie/read that book fight with Tessa as both of them prepared the breakfast. Tessa appeared to be mixing some gross-looking, bland paste for Mina, which Kit knew Mina would throw away or spit out the moment it neared her mouth. And then Jem would make a loving comment about how his lovely little daughter was actually a wee little devil and Tessa and Jem would share a sappy smile, but after a while Tessa would get annoyed and hand the responsibility of feeding Mina to Kit. They had recently discovered that Choo- Choo train or airplane noises were much more believable when they came from Kit’s mouth, because both Tessa and Jem were 150 years old, and Jem had never even been on an airplane before. Kit usually offered one of his fingers to Mina, and she would clutch it tightly in her tiny hand and look at him with excitement bubbling in her large, sparkly eyes as he made train and plane noised and zoomed the spoon near her mouth. She would let out a peal of laughter and Kit would snatch that moment to stuff the food in her mouth. Tessa claimed that she was immensely grateful for his help, and it made Kit feel that he was useful, so even though he complained about his task everyday, he secretly loved it.

The door opened and Jem entered with Mina in his arms from their morning stroll. “Good morning, my love,” he said to Tessa with that quiet, beautiful smile and bent down to kiss her cheek. Mina leapt forward from his arms to catch Kit’s finger. Kit grinned down at her. “Hey there, Min-Min. How was your trip?” Mina made babbling noises and Jam ruffled Kit’s hair.

“Min-Min has a present for her favorite brother, doesn’t she?” Jem said with a grin and Kit looked at him in surprise. “Oh, did that bakery woman’s sister give me her number? I mean, it’s cool that she called me a beast, but I don’t really want her number.”

Perhaps if he took the number, he could make a new friend. But Kit didn’t want to. The thing that had happened with his previous friends still made his chest hurt at the mere thought of it. A vivid image of Ty’s beautiful curls bathed in the silvery light of the ritual and his intense grey eyes flashed in Kit’s mind and he brought himself back to the present with great effort.

“- something even better,” Jem was saying, “here,” he said and in his other hand which wasn’t holding Mina, he held a small rectangular piece of paper. Kit blinked. “A… letter?” He said dubiously, not quite believing what he was seeing. “It’s a postcard,” said Jem and he gave it to Kit, who automatically took it without being aware of his action. “It’s for you.” From the corner of his eyes, Kit saw Tessa and Jem share a curious glance and he turned away, shielding the postcard from their sight.

The postcard had a beautiful photograph of a mysterious landscape printed on it. Kit stared at it intently. It wasn’t a place that he’d ever seen. The picture was taken some time after sunset, and the sky was inky blue. The silhouettes of the mountains were dark and ragged and beneath them lay a bottomless, dim lake with water as still as a rock. Who had sent it? Kit thought, rolling the question in his mind, over and over. Magnus, perhaps? But why would it be addressed to him, then? Magnus was a friend of Jem and Tessa, and though Kit liked Magnus, he was sure that Magnus was definitely not interested in being his pen pal. Jace perhaps, he thought, but Jace had made no efforts to reach out to Kit again. Kit wasn’t upset about it at all. Kit was happy. With Jem and Tessa and Mina. Kit’s fingers slowly turned the card over and his heart came to a screeching halt as he saw the neat, elegant handwriting.

It was as though his brain had forgotten how to breathe, his heart had forgotten how to beat and his fingers shook and his throat felt dry. Kit touched his face numbly as he felt something on his cheek and realised with a start that they were tears. He wiped them quickly, as discreetly as possible and then began reading the letter, his eyes devouring every word in front of him as fast as they could.

Dear Christopher,

Ty had written. Ty, Ty, Ty. Simply looking at his name scrawled in Ty’s handwriting was enough to make Kit’s guts clench. He recalled how Ty wrote, how he took notes and scribbled down observations in that little notebook, how the pen moved smoothly and the ink flowed easily from his pale, nimble fingers, how his hair fell in his eyes as they were intensely focused on their task; the sheer serenity of Ty’s presence. Kit took a shuddering breath and read on.

I was about to write Watson instead of Christopher, as I used to call you when we were together a while back. However, my twin Livia insists that since this is the first interaction we are having in a long time, I should address you by your Christian name. And now she is admonishing me for sounding too formal.

There is not much space on this postcard, and therefore my handwriting is infinitesimally small. I must apologize for it. Magnus delivered the necklace you sent for Livvy and I. Livvy says it is very pretty. I would like to thank you for it. I have been noting down various observations about Livvy’s ghost form. This necklace will allow me to study the effect of its magical qualities upon Livvy.

I am afraid that I must take your leave now, as according to my schedule, I have to feed Irene.

I thank you sincerely for the necklace.

Much obliged,

Tiberius Blackthorn.

Kit ran his eyes wildly over the postcard again. It had already reached its end. Kit didn’t want it to. Absentmindedly, he ran his fingers softly over Ty’s beautiful, precise handwriting, and couldn’t help but smile. No one used this kind of language now, not even Jem and Tessa. But Ty did. Ty had gotten Kit’s necklace. It would help Ty. It would protect him and Livvy now, which was something Kit had failed to do.

Kit read the letter again and again and again. It was so short.

Ty seemed happy. He had made a schedule for himself, it appeared, at Scholomance, and knowing Ty, he would follow it religiously every day. Kit remembered how uneasy Ty got when something was out of line or when something unusual happened. Ty’s hands would flutter at his sides like butterflies or he would play with the lighter Julian had got him. If it got too much, he would put on his headphones and block out the world that was too bright, too harsh, too noisy for him.

The night at the London Institute flashed in Kit’s mind like a lightning bolt, how it felt to hug Ty, how soft Ty’s hair was, how devastatingly clear and true those vivid grey eyes were. And then Kit remembered another night by the lake in Idris, and his own hand on Ty’s shoulder and his own words echoing in the empty space, “I love you, Ty. I love you.” Kit also recalled seeing Ty on the beach with Dru, Livvy floating beside them silently. He had seemed so much at peace, Kit had not been able to bring himself to say goodbye to him. And now Ty had written to him. After months and months of silence, Ty had written to him.

Kit squeezed his eyes shut for a moment. “Kit?” he heard a gentle voice say and opened his eyes to meet Tessa’s concerned ones. Kit blinked multiple times.

“I’m going out,” was all that he managed to say with a tight throat before rushing out of the house and running wildy along the familiar path towards the hill.

The air was chilly, and the wind bit at his face, making his eyes and nose water but Kit didn’t stop running for a long time.

#TyBProject #TBP #ty blackthorn #kit herondale #the dark artifices #the wicked powers #the shadowhunter chronicles #cassandra clare

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notquiteaghost · 3 years

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Hi so I just saw your post about how Sherlock is bad, and I was actually genuinely curious as to why? I watched it a while ago and enjoyed it, but I also can see how it can be seen as problematic. Would you mind going into a bit more detail about what's wrong with it? Thanks!!

i don’t have the spare energy to give u a Detailed And Informed answer n google is ur friend but

ableism: everyone else's treatment of sherlock, framing of sherlock's non-neurotypical-ness as a burden to be endured or a problem to be fixed, word of god saying that sherlock can’t be autistic actually cuz [terrible ideas about autistic people]. john's leg being psychosomatic also when i think maybe he's just physically disabled in the books seems bad also but im not physically disabled so i won’t speak to it

misogyny: molly. irene. mary being killed. i didn’t watch the deal with sherlock's? sister??? but i’m sure it’s also garbage

racism: donnovan deserved so much better. im sure there’s other things also but again im not like opening a summary to check. was written by two white guys tho.

queerbaiting!!! the whole blatant mocking of the fandom with the anderson thing.

just. like. read the books and then look at the show again. books also written by a white guy a While ago but if u adapt an old book and literally make the politics worse then. uhhhh!

#asks

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ginathethundergoddess · 5 years

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A tiny rant.

Unpopular sherlock holmes opinion that everyone can fight me on.

Sherlock Holmes, canonically, has been described by experts to show similar traits to an autistic individual, specifically someone with aspergers syndrome. The man he was based on had these traits. He also very much said he had no interest in marriage or romance in the books; his only love was his work. He did not love irene Adler, he respected her as one of the few people who outsmarted him entirely. He was also polite and dedicated to solving crime and and advancing forensics.

Sherlock Holmes was the first character that was a protagonist that resonated with me as a kid. When my dad first handed me the books he told me "this guy reminds me a lot of you." And reading through Sir Arthur Conan Doyle's works I found someone i could admire, someone who was like me. That had similar flaws and whose mind was like mine and even though a lot of people couldn't keep up with him- much like they couldn't with me- he still made time for those who could.

In short Holmes meant a lot to me as a child because I have aspergers syndrome and Holmes was the first character that i ever saw who also had aspergers. (Albeit it was not intended that way. I'm pretty sure the diagnosis didn't exist until after Doyle died.) Watson was important too. So when BBC announced a live action sherlock show I got excited.

And immedietly disappointed because they took every aspect of Holmes's character and warped it. He was no longer autistic, they straight up made him a jackass who showed little concern for others. He was rude where the real sherlock would have attempted kindness (for instance doyle wrote a story where a girl's step father was leading her on to prevent her from marrying and thus taking her stipend from her late mother with her and Holmes went off on the man for being cruel). And this BBC sherlock lacked the genuine love of his work that the book Holmes had. It was not his every waking moment and he did not seem dedicated to helping people and solving crimes. He treated it almost like a chore.

They took the most important figure in my life and took every aspect that made that character important for me and children like me and ruined it. And that's why I hate NBC's sherlock Holmes. I won't watch it. I have no desire to.

#sherlock holmes #also benedict cumberbatch is terrible #doesn't think autistic people have their place in theater #i will physically fight him #rant

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thechangeling · 3 years

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The Island of Misfit Toys:

Ok so I can't be the only autistic who felt emotionally connected to the toys on the island of misfit toys right? Like they were cast aside because they were "broken" and they didn't work the way normal toys were supposed to. And in the song they still clearly want to be apart of Christmas and make kids happy like they're supposed to but they can't.

So I got the idea to do a christmas one shot for Ty and Alyssa based on this song. This was supposed to go up on Christmas but executive dysfunction said "ha bitch you thought?"

Alyssa was breathing in shallow gasps as her body shook against Ty's. He clung to her tightly, trying his best to apply the right pressure to her torso. He ran his fingers through her dark wavy hair which had originally been straightened to perfection, but was now coming apart.

There was probably a metaphor in there somewhere.

Alyssa had originally been planning to go back home to visit her family for Christmas, the same way she always did. Because she was supposed to. But although she had put on an elegant dark red dress, and done her makeup in festive colours, preparing herself to look the part for the evening, when it was time to leave she had taken one look at the door, then looked back at Ty and burst into tears.

Those tears had triggered a meltdown to the point where she was scratching and pulling and rocking as her costume came apart and she was just a scared autistic girl who couldn't face a giant social gathering. Ty was doing his best to comfort her, but the truth was he wasn't sure what he could say. So he hadn't said anything, he just held her.

"I can't do it," she whimpered, grabbing at his shirt. Alyssa regaining her speech was a good sign, but she was obviously still distraught.

"I can't go and talk to a bunch of people I barely know, people who are going to be loud and touch me and ask me all kinds of questions I don't want to answer and it's just going to be too much!" She exclaimed.

Ty sighed. He understood her feelings perfectly. Christmas at the Los Angeles institute had always been a loud and busy affair that had only gotten worse with the addition of Cristina, Kieran, Diana, Aline and sometimes Gwyn. It wasn't that he didn't enjoy spending time with his family, it just got too overwhelming sometimes.

Alyssa pushed back slightly and wiped her eyes. Mascara was smeared all along her cheeks, trying to control her breathing. Ty squeezed her arm. "You don't have to go if you don't want to," he pointed out. Determined to make her smile again, as well as looking for an excuse to have her stay. Ty also knew Anush would want her here as well.

"I'm serious, he continued. "All you have to do is turn off your phone and you can stay here. We can do whatever you want." Alyssa licked her finger and used it to wipe off the excess makeup. She seemed calmer now, scanning around the room with her gaze.

Ty could tell she was trying not to get her hopes up. He could tell how badly she wanted to stay in this sanctuary that they had created. A place where the rules didn't apply and she didn't have to worry.

He could hear the radio in the background playing Christmas songs. The Most Wonderful Day of the Year had just come on.

We're on the island of misfit toys.

Ty had to smile at the universe having a sense of humor. Alyssa met his gaze and smiled thoughtfully.

She poked at him softly. "Tag yourself, I'm the choo choo train with square wheels." Ty rolled his eyes.

"Ok, so I assume this means you're staying with us," he said, fighting a smile. Alyssa paused for a moment and then nodded, turning the power off on her phone.

"So now that I'm ghosting my entire family-" Alyssa said pointedly. "What do you want to do?" She was still perched on his lap, but Ty found that he didn't mind.

"I had an idea!" Anush called out from outside the room. He entered with a board game in his arms.

I feel like I already know the answer to this but Ali have you heard of Clue?" Anush asked.

Alyssa's grin was breathtaking.

@ti-bae-rius @zfoxdraws @anxiousbookenthusiast @dianasarrow @doitforthecarstairs @stxr-thxif @waterlillies @magnus-the-fabulous-entp-bane @thelandunderthehilll @jazzkaurtheglorious @irene-blacxthorn @banesbitch @bedspells @adoravel-fenomeno @queenofseelie @666-notsatan

#tda #the dark artifices #tsc #Ty Blackthorn #kaitlin's oc #Alyssa Reyes #Anush Joshi #christmas fic

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