#and when i got the adhd confirmed i was just mad

[quebrntahuesos]

ppl on tiktok are so excited about being diagnosed, bitch i wake up every day wishing i could just live normally

#the bpd diagnosis felt like a stab in the chest i didn't really want it to be true #and when i got the adhd confirmed i was just mad #yeah it's helpful to know what's going on but #yall be celebrating it as if it were something beautiful which no it's really not #its a harsh reality and i cant do tje most simple tasks bc of it #i wish ppl just shut tf up

[jazeswhbhaven]

I was curious so I looked at the prologue (yah I know whatever side-eye me but anyway)

*spoilers ahead*

I'm going to talk about this in bullet points because this is more like a curiosity read instead of a "I'm going to invest in this" read.

Levi Childish Jealously Overall Thoughts:

First, now I get why they said "chlidren's day" It is because MC was talking about Minhyeok and them hanging out each children's day together and their fond memories of such

Also, Levi are you fucking srs why are you checking up on MC with a damn crystal ball as if your ass can't stand the fact that they're out smiling with the Gehenna besties like????

I clicked on the prologue and his ass was already mad and it made me laugh because see??? see what I mean by he's always mad about something? lmao

Also he made Foras go out and help him do the spying like? Ok

He made Foras feel bad about suggesting to go nerf Minhyeok if Levi wished it and this man is like "oh a sudden death that will make one miss the other forever" and he's referring to Solomon here and Foras was like "fuck" (HONESTLY Levi he only suggested that to make you feel better like don't do that .-.)

Learned some stuff about the devil named Seere, who can travel anywhere and through dreams too in a blink of an eye (reminds me of someone from another fandom...) and that's the one who produced the memory manipulation spell and it seems he just does this any way to cause mischief on Earth (so if anyone experiences deja vu blame him /j)

So the rules are, Levi can't alter things too much or it messes with each others minds or causes both of them or just Levi to wake up out of the dream if I'm getting that right

also Satan is about to get pissed the fuck off because they also got a sleeping spell/poition from Seere and everyone in the palace was asleep LMAO. The fact that he pretty much knocked everyone out so he could do what he wanted without pushback goodness.

NOW i'mma go over the dream events:

Minhyeok looked so ready and adorable in his uniform, confirmed this is high school Minhyeok and MC.

Minhyeok saw Levi just standing in his room and was like o______o the fuck? And Levi literally snapped his fingers and erased him.

Imagine the nightmare Minhyeok had as a teenager and was like "a demon fucking erased me from existence omfg" and his parents were like ???? and his brother was like "lol wut"

anyways moving forward, MC noticed the changes but didn't challenge them (Levi is hot wow gonna forget my friend ig /j)

Already this man is mad at MC for tripping and not tying their shoes...plz???

Also for whatever reason MC is very clumsy here, like everything reads to me like a Kdrama where every moment MC is falling, tripping, forgetting shit and Levi is getting annoyed and pissed off at every mistake and it's sending me because dude it is not that deep please relax

Cool Levi moments though is when he ties the shoes, blocks MC from getting hit by a volleyball, lends his gym clothes, gets a cream bun for MC, and takes MC to the nurse because they sprained their ankle

WTF Levi moments is....him basically glaring at the teacher who didn't challenge him, choking another fucking student for almost hitting MC with the volleyball, shoving students (actually I like that and wish I had someone to shove people out the way to get me stuff)

everything else was pretty tame and a good set up though for a highschool au, ASIDE from the sexual stuff? (again personal preference so don't axe me in the mentions)

Next, some screenshots of Levi doing the MOST

You see this? This is you all's king btw because he and I would have been boxing...like? don't fucking call me stupid for forgetting shit like a bitch has ADHD so yeah I fucking forgot damn.

and CUT THEIR FEET OFF? LEVI PLEASE

But again this is good material for how he would act in a school au setting, I do remember doing a childhood au with him and the other kings and he reacted similarly by finding everything they did annoying, kept to himself, and caused an issue that nearly killed everyone because he couldn't control his powers just yet, so if I do decide to do a highschool au with Astra I'll remember Levi's reactions for reference

Oh and a couple other things

this is our official room in Gehenna?

Baby....

I'm giving Satan extra smooches this room is gorgeous? Do we fuck in here too? I would. (i'm a sucker for canopy beds with ornate designs)

Just some mini lore about Seere. Also something about him being under Asmodeus or this being mostly monitored by Asmo? (someone help here I was speed reading) So that's interesting.

Overall, everyone that likes schoolboy role play sexy time, have at it. My journey stops here at the sfw part.

Justice for Minhyeok though he is just in the void somewhere like

a funny thing before you all go look at Glas' name

it's usually Glasyalabolas, right? I was cracking up because he's never beating the Ikea furniture name allegations.

#whb #what in hell is bad #whb leviathan #whb game content #whb reacts #tw mild violence #just levi being himself as always #please don't take me srs nothing is that deep for me with levi

[am-i-the-asshole-official]

AITA for kissing my friend's crush?

I feel the need to add a bit of backstory: I grew up with my friend. I love her to death, she is my best friend and family. We are both the same age (26 now, 25 when the event occurred). We both were socially awkward throughout school, and recently I have been diagnosed with ADHD.

Growing up however, people would always choose her over me. I did not blame them, my friend is attractive and I do not think I am. I have been told to my face I'm too tall and she's perfect height (I am 6" and she is 5"4'). I've been told my chest is too small compared to hers, or that my thighs are too big. People would compare us a lot and always said she was more attractive but I was smarter. This i know has subconsciously made me compare myself to her in many ways.

My friend was telling me about this guy. Really talked him up, stated she thought we would be a good match. A few months went by and all of a sudden we wouldn't be a good match, we liked different things. It was a complete switch up from what she had been saying. I knew she had a crush on this guy.

Well, me and my friend were at a party and this guy was there. I had never met him prior to this night. She introduced me to a whole group of people I had never met. This dude was extremely charismatic and later I found out he had been flirting with me most of the night. I had thought he was being friendly, because in my mind he treated me the same as everyone else.

Well, my friend had went outside to do something (vape or smoke im not sure what) and me and him were in a corner of the living room talking. He kissed me first. I asked him why he did that and he flat out told me he had been flirting all night. I told him I had zero clue and thought he had flirted with my friend. He told me he did not like my friend that way at all.

We spoke a bit more before I asked if I could kiss him, which he readily agreed. We made out and my friend caught us. She was pissed and was my ride so we left. I thought she was mad at first because she had caught us making out and my friend has said she doesn't like PDA.

We didn't talk about it until the next day, which she then told me it was a bad idea and she was mad because she had a crush on him. This was the first time she herself had confirmed she had a crush, but I had suspected up til that point. I told her I had guessed but wasn't sure. She then got more mad because if I had guessed she had a crush, I shouldn't have kissed the guy.

Normally, I would agree. However, the guy said he didn't like her but he did me and had been flirting with me, im just bad at social cues. But the real kicker here is my friend is married. She is married and they are NOT in an open relationship. I am fully single as was the guy.

I thought the whole thing was over as it happened a few months ago, but she brought it up again because I was showing her a picture of a guy I liked and she told me that maybe she should kiss him so I'd know how it feels. She admitted she is still upset about it, even though she doesn't have a crush on the guy now (she even admits she only had a crush on him because she went through a rough patch in her marriage where her and her husband were fighting constantly but they've been in therapy and she says things are good now). She says the reason she is upset is because I had suspected her feelings and still kissed the guy even though I knew it would cause her pain.

So AITA?

What are these acronyms?

#aita #am i the asshole

[lavenderlegends]

can you fall in love after a single kiss?

ship: stiles/derek prompt: crisp air characters: erica, scott, isaac, danny, jackson, allison mention, boyd mention cw: drinking tags: college au, fluff word count: 2.6k ao3 ♞♚♞♚

"Ahhhh," Stiles says, as he steps out into the crisp fall air. He looks over at Erica. "Do you feel that?"

"Hm?" she says, looking up from her phone. "What's that?"

"The air! Fall has begun!" Stiles exclaims. He nudges her. "C'mon, why aren't you enjoying this?"

"Because," Erica says, looking back down at her phone as they walk down the path towards the parking lot. "I've got a lot going on at the moment."

"Mhm, it's that guy, isn't it?" Stiles asks, trying to peek at her screen. She hides it from him with a pointed expression.

"None of your business," she answers.

"Ugh. Well, will I at least see you at Danny's party?" Stiles shoves his hand into his pocket, searching for his Jeep keys. Erica doesn't answer by the time he's pulled out the bi flag lanyard, so he pouts. "Ericaaaa, midterms are over. We have to celebrate. Please tell me you're coming to Danny's party."

"What?" she asks, looking up at him. "Oh. Danny's party. Yes. I'll be there."

"Will he be there?" Stiles asks, wiggling his eyebrows.

Erica's face flushes in a way he's never seen before. She shrugs. "Maybe."

"I can't wait to meet the mystery man, then."

"He's not a mystery man. He's just a guy I met at the library." Erica bites her bottom lip when they reach his Jeep and are about to say goodbye. He doesn't rush to open the door.

"What is it?"

"I think... oh my god, I can't believe I'm even thinking this, let alone saying this... but..."

"Spit it out already," Stiles says, shaking with impatience. He should've taken his Adderall today, but definitely forgot. He likes to pretend he does better studying without it, but his most recent midterm would prove otherwise.

Erica ducks her head. "I think he's, like, the one."

"What," Stiles blurts. He doesn't mean to, really, but he's never ever heard Erica talk like this and they've been best friends since kindergarten. Stiles waits until she lifts her head up again before he asks, "Are you possessed?"

She shakes her head.

Stiles blinks. "Holy shit, Erica! That's huge. I never thought you'd settle down for a boyfriend, let alone the one."

Erica lets out a soft laugh. "Yeah, me neither. I don't know what it is about him, Stiles, but he gets me."

"Does he...?"

"Know I'm trans? Yeah," Erica says, nodding. "I know. It's strange, isn't it? I don't think I've ever been on a second date before."

"But this guy?"

"This guy," Erica confirms, a shy smile crossing her lips. "This guy is something else. Listen, I'm going to go shopping before Danny's party. I want to look good. I'll catch up with you later?"

"Sounds good."

"And if you tell anyone what I said--"

He laughs. "As if anyone would believe me."

"True." Erica grins, and bounces away with a skip in her step. Stiles stares after her.

This party is going to be one to remember.

Erica's in love. It's obvious. She just met the guy a week ago, but some things are undeniable.

He smiles to himself as he gets into his Jeep. Maybe, just maybe, the one for him is at the party tonight too.

♞♚♞♚

Stiles shows up a little late, but he meant to be on time. He even set like six alarms to stop his ADHD from getting in the way, but alas, it was pointless. He just hopes Danny isn't mad.

"There you are!" Danny's voice comes when Stiles enters the kitchen.

"Hey, sorry." Stiles hands him a bag of ice. "I know, I know. Super late. I'm sorry."

"It's okay, Derek also brought ice."

Stiles jerks his head back. "You asked Derek to bring you ice too?"

"I did," Danny says. "Figured you'd be late. I've known you since high school, remember?"

"Yeah, yeah," Stiles says, rolling his eyes. "I just can't believe you asked Mr. Grumpy Pants to bring ice. It's like asking a bear to step out of their cave while they're hibernating."

"Ha, ha," a sarcastic, dry tone comes from behind him.

Stiles jumps and whips around to see Derek freaking Hale standing behind him. He groans. "Are you everywhere? I swear, you have the hearing of a bat."

Derek tilts his head. "You shouldn't be that surprised to see me. I am Danny's roommate."

"Mhm," Stiles says. "Don't remind me."

Stiles and Derek haven't gotten along since first semester of first year. The guy has been nothing but rude and grumpy to Stiles. His theory is that Derek's in love with Danny, especially because his attitude just got worse after he learned that Stiles and Danny used to hook up in high school.

But Danny's been dating Jackson pretty much since they started college, so Stiles doesn't get why Derek's not over him yet.

"Alright, I'm off to find Scott and Isaac!" Stiles announces, before muttering, "'Cause I can't stand to be around you anymore."

Derek snorts. "Like I want to be around you either."

"Can't we be nice for one night?" Danny pleads, but Stiles just tosses his hand in the air and walks towards the living room.

Erica's talking to a very handsome guy in the corner, and she's twirling her hair. He freezes, watching them. He's never seen her twirl her hair before. Ever. But there she is, giggling, and looking up at this guy with the biggest heart-eyes he's ever seen.

"Oh my god, I can't believe it," Isaac says, suddenly appearing at Stiles' side. Scott joins him on the other side. "I've never seen Boyd talk so much to a girl before."

"Yeah, it's a bit weird," Scott says. "Erica's like... usually on the prowl by now."

"Jesus," Stiles mutters. "You make her sound like a cougar."

"Well, you know what I mean. She eats boys up and spits them out. It's her thing," Scott says. "I've never seen her so... infatuated before."

"That's a great word for it, honey," Isaac says, grinning. He shares a look with Scott, and Stiles groans. "What?"

"You two are also disgustingly in love," Stiles mutters. "Everyone seems to be these days!"

"Calm down," Scott says, but he's still got a moony look towards Isaac on his face. "You'll find the right person soon."

"Uh-huh." Stiles sighs. "I'm going to find Lydia. You two are making me nauseated."

He doesn't wait for them to protest, but heads out to the balcony. He smiles when he finds Lydia alone. She takes a long sip of her drink before looking at him.

"Nice night out, huh?" Stiles asks.

"Yeah." Lydia sighs. "I wish Ally was here tonight."

"Why isn't she?" Stiles asks, glancing back through the windows as if he might magically spot her.

"She went home to visit her parents."

"Are you two...?"

"Yeah," Lydia admits. "We're keeping it on the downlow for now. I mean, her breakup with Kira is still pretty fresh. But..."

"Damn." Stiles rubs his face. "Everyone seems to be in a relationship these days."

Lydia pats his shoulder. "I'm sorry, darling. You'll find someone. I just know it."

"Yeah. That's what they keep telling me." Stiles sighs.

Lydia finishes her drink and then says, "I'm going back inside. You coming?"

"I think I'll stay out here for now." Stiles doesn't care if he shivers. Nothing is going to make him go back inside now.

Erica has Boyd. Danny's with Jackson. Scott and Isaac have been dating for almost a year. Now Lydia and Allison? When is it going to be his turn?

Stiles stretches his neck before leaning over the edge of the balcony. He's looking into a parking lot, and it's not very exciting, but he can sort of see the city lights from here, and that's nice. He guesses.

He's not drunk enough for this.

Maybe he should ditch the party, curl up, and watch Disney Plus. Anything would be better than this. Being alone. Again. As always.

"Room for one more out here?"

Stiles freezes at the sound of Derek's voice before turning. "What do you want?"

"Thought maybe we could talk." Derek shuts the door gently behind him. "What do you say?"

"Whatever," Stiles mutters.

"What's your problem with me?" Derek asks, as if he doesn't already know. Stiles glances at him again but can't stare too long because his heart has started to pound.

He's never actually been alone with Derek before.

"Like you don't know," Stiles mutters.

"I don't," Derek says, flatly.

"You've been nothing but rude to me, and you only got ruder once you learned about my history with Danny."

Derek blinks. "What are you talking about?"

"Sure. Play dumb." Stiles rolls his eyes. He turns to face Derek now, surprised at how close they are together. It's not a huge balcony, but it's not that small either.

Derek looks down at Stiles, just slightly, and asks, "Talk to me like I'm dumb."

"Fine." Stiles lifts his head and bites his lip. Derek's eyes are unwavering on his. "You are the rudest person I have ever met. You totally changed your vibe around me after the news about Danny and I came out. You were stiffer, and not in like, a fun way. You wouldn't look me in the eyes. You just... grunted. A lot. Danny was my first. I was his first. It was all very sweet, but just because you're in love with Danny, doesn't mean you have like... claim on him. He's his own person. And he chose Jackson. So, I don't get why you're such an asshole to me."

Stiles is shaking now, but he doesn't care.

The crisp fall air has turned cold.

And then...

Derek kisses him.

Stiles would jerk back if he had the ability to think. But Derek's lips are hot against his, and suddenly, Stiles is grabbing onto Derek's sweater, and holding him there.

He'd be lying if he said this hadn't popped into his mind before. But he never thought... never in a million years imagined... never...

Derek pulls away, but not far.

His voice is soft but gruff when he says, "I have no idea what you're talking about."

Then he turns on his heels and walks back into the party. As if he hadn't just given Stiles the best kiss of his life.

"What the fuck?" Stiles whispers, bringing his shaking fingers up to his lips.

He doesn't know what to make of that, so he stays out on the balcony until it's too cold, and then when he goes back into the party, Derek's already gone.

♞♚♞♚

He can't stop thinking about it. He might actually understand Erica's obsession with her phone and Boyd now. Stiles waits. He waits for some sort of flicker of hope that maybe Derek kissing him was real. That maybe it wasn't a fluke.

But no notifications ever come. No Instagram follow. No accidental Tweet like. Not even a Facebook friend request.

Stiles hates it.

♞♚♞♚

"Hey darling, I'm sorry, but I have to bail on our shopping trip today," Lydia tells him on the phone a few days later. "Allison had a rough time at home, and came back to campus early. I'm going to go over to hers, is that okay?"

"Yeah, of course," Stiles says, absentmindedly.

"Okay, thank you!" Lydia sends kisses through the phone and hangs up.

It takes him a minute to realize they've said goodbye and she's gone.

He's busy staring at Danny's messages in Whatsapp and debating on what to say.

Nothing sounds right.

hey your dumb roommate kissed me

hey can you fall in love after a single kiss

hey I was wondering if I could come over?

The last one, he sends.

Danny gives him a thumbs-up and Stiles makes his way over. He hesitates at the door, but it swings open and Jackson stands there.

"Jesus!" Jackson says. "You almost gave me a heart attack, Stilinski. What are you doing here?"

"Uhhh."

"We're going to hang out and play some video games!" Danny's voice comes from somewhere in the apartment.

"That," Stiles says.

"Alright," Jackson replies, shaking his head. "Just, like, knock next time." He pauses to call back to Danny. "Love you!"

"Love you too!" Danny shouts.

Jackson heads out and leaves the door open for Stiles. He slowly inches his way into the apartment and shuts the door behind him.

"Is, uh, Derek here?" Stiles asks.

"Huh?" Danny says, coming into the living room. He wears a bright smile. "No, no. He hasn't been around all week. Studying for some big test he has next week, I guess. The apartment's all ours."

"Where's Jackson going?"

"Oh, his dad's in town, so they're having dinner."

Danny gives Stiles a quick hug. "C'mon, let's play."

"Sure."

It's reasonable of Danny to assume Stiles wants to play a video game, but all he wants to do right now is ask about Derek. He shoves his questions deep down though.

At least, until he can't hold it in any longer. They're three hours deep into the newest game Danny bought and Stiles blurts, "Why would Derek kiss me?"

Danny freezes, pauses the game, and turns to look at Stiles. "He did what now?"

"He kissed me. At your party. On that balcony. Last week." Stiles breathes. He's finally told someone else and it feels good. "Why... why would he do that?"

"I... I honestly don't know," Danny says, slowly. His eyebrows come together. "Although, now that I think about it, he does ask about you sometimes."

"He does?" Stiles asks, hating how hopeful he sounds.

"Yeah. Like he asked if I had heard from you after the party," Danny explains. "I thought it was a little weird, but... Derek's kind of weird, y'know? Keeps to himself a lot."

"Right." Stiles bites his lip. "Okay, you know what, let's not talk about it anymore. Pretend it never happened."

Because that's what Derek's doing.

"Sure thing," Danny says, and hits play on the game. Stiles is almost instantly killed.

♞♚♞♚

Stiles is walking to class with Erica through the courtyard when he finally sees Derek for the first time since the party.

"Hey, I'm not feeling well suddenly." Stiles puts a hand over his stomach. "Dairy issues."

Erica scrunches her nose. "Gross, Stiles. You really don't need to tell me that every time. And also, stop eating dairy!"

Normally, he'd laugh, but he's too tense. "Catch you back at home?"

"Sure. Feel better," Erica says, kissing him on the cheek.

Stiles waits until she's in the building and out of sight before he crosses the courtyard. His heart pounds so loud he can hear it. He's losing his nerve the closer he gets, but he doesn't stop.

"You kissed me."

Derek swings his head up from his textbook. He meets Stiles' eyes and calmly says, "Yes."

"Why?" Stiles asks, slipping into the picnic table bench. "Because I've been thinking and thinking and nothing makes sense except--"

"I have a crush on you." Derek says it so clear-as-day, it almost shakes Stiles' core.

"But why?"

Derek swallows before answering. He keeps his voice low. "Because you are so unafraid to be yourself. Because you clearly care about our mutual friends. Because you show up with ice even when you're an hour late. Because you're loud and obnoxious and funny and a smart ass. Because you don't care that my parents are rich and my dad's the dean of our school. You treat me the exact same way. You don't tiptoe around me or ask me for favours or try to get in good with me to get in with my dad."

Stiles blinks. He's positive that at some point Danny told him about Derek's parents, but he didn't realize that people... did that to Derek because of them. He swallows.

"I... I see."

"Does that answer your question?" Derek asks.

"Yes. But I have one more."

Derek simply stares at him.

Stiles musters up all his courage and says, "Can we do it again?"

♞♚♞♚

#sterek #derek hale #stiles stilinski #derek x stiles #sterek fic #sterek ficlet #sterek fanfic #sterek fanfiction #my writing #teen wolf #teen wolf fanfiction #teen wolf fanfic #teen wolf fic #30 days of teen wolf

[batmanrogues-scenarios]

Your blog is very interesting, keep up the good work! Also is it ok if you do riddler, scarecrow, and mad hatter (seperately) who has a childhood friend who protects them cuz they have high morals and "a true hero never leaves the helpless behind." Quote they just made.

S/o has adhd (like me) so despite they're not as smart as them, they would praise them and even their inventions cuz they think it's cool. Their s/o wanted to be a hero growing up despite it sound ridiculous but that doesn't stop them from achieving their dream.

Then they all grown up and they became a villain while s/o became a new hero in gotham city and sometimes team up with batman cuz they think his cool. So what happens if they realize it's their childhood friend due to their attitude, having difficulty on solving things that only they could understand, and their cheerful, silly yet strong hearted nature. It's ok if you don't want to.

Aww, it's so sad. I honesty love this trope. Also S/O means Significant Other so I'm not sure if you wants platonic or not. I'll try to make it so you can read it either way.

Scarecrow

They were only good thing about his childhood, he hung out with them when he could.

He wanted to learn more about their ADHD, it fascinated him how it effects Y/N.

It might be partly why he got into psychology.

Their cheerful attitude make him smile after great granny punished him.

Still doesn't think they would go far with this ideology, especially the more he grown up and saw more.

Still couldn't help missing them.

And the fact that new hero acted like them really played tricks with his brain. Especially since he thought they were too familiar.

Couldn't believe it was them.

Ha. Of course they would end up on opposite sides.

He will give them a chance to back away. For the old times sake.

Unburied! Riddler

Ah, sweet Y/N. He always remembers them fondly.

They were only ones to listen to his ramblings. They pulled pranks on his bullies life was good.

He thinks their ideology wasn't really working but he wouldn't say bad things about them.

When the new hero showed he thought they were similar to his old friend so he got soft spot for them. Then he realized they were TOO similar.

Basically stalks them and get's every info he can get and soon he figures it out.

Isn't sure how to react. Decides to meet them face to face to say hi.

"It's kinda awkward isn't it?"

Would let them win from time to time.

While he doesn't like them fighting him he can see it being a game.

Arkham! Anarky

They were probably reason why he started the whole Anarky thing.

He looked up to them, would like to be hero with them. They could be partners.

Y/N was angel in his eyes.

When he saw hero acting like them it make him interested, he must have work with them.

He suspected who they might be but he only got confirmation once they called him his old nickname.

So happy! They can finally be partners just how they wanted to be-

.... what do they mean by, no?

Why? He make sure that scums of Gotham will be dealt with. He does the same thing as they. Why they don't see it?!

TWOJAR! Kiteman

Always thought they were better than him.

Looked at to them, might even learned to get up again again because of Y/N.

He recognised their attitude when they showed up as hero but he pushed the thought beside thinking it's stupid.

But then it's turn out he was right.

It's a shame they have to see him in that state.

"... hey Y/N. I knew you were always better"

#pati writes #jonathan crane x platonic!reader #jonathan crane x reader #scarecrow x reader #scarecrow x platonic!reader #twojar kiteman #unburied riddler #riddler x reader #edward nygma x reader #arkham anarky #anarky x reader #anarky x platonic!reader #kiteman x reader #kiteman x platonic!reader

[dorianwolfforest]

I feel like your blog would be the best to ask this, haas anyone here watched eleanor nightwalker's new video about Alex and Maya as queer rep? My adhd brain is curious but would not let me waste my time on it

you just made me click on an eleanor nightwalker video on my own accord and download it onto my computer (she gets no seconds of watchtime from me, fuck that) how dare you

Basically "ue ue ue all the relationship development happened outside of the game" which, fair, but it's hard to retcon things when they've already happened in your main story line.

"The events in Elli's comics don't feel official because they don't add anything to the game" die mad wtf are you on about, we got so much lore regarding the game and the characters in it from those comics

"You meet them as two separate characters and then all of a sudden they're cuddling in a field" yes, people in relationships are also their own separate entities, good job!

"We need something to explain why they're a thing, not just that they are" yet you do not push this narrative on any straight couple in the game. queer people do not owe you a grand romantic story to be "permitted" to exist, sometimes their relationship can just be one small part of their story and their existence does not need to be justified.

"Alex had a crush on justin in the clouds over silverglade comics!!! She also thinks about him a lot when we need to rescue him and is the one who suggests breaking him out of jail." WHAT. OUTRAGEOUS. BISEXUALITY? IN MY VIDEO GAME? (Doesn't even need to be bisexuality a lot of queer people mistake their close friendships as romantic feelings because they haven't clocked what they're attracted to yet) Also, like, yeah, if i was breaking someone out of prison i'd... think about them too? "She needs to stop defending him to make Alex and Maya's relationship seem more genuine" She's being a good friend? A good Samaritan? A person who sees someone get kidnapped and says "yeah i don't think that's right, stop it"??????

"Lisa would be the best queer rep because she doesn't have a romantic past and it fits her character" Lisa is word-of-god-confirmed to be bisexual. Get dunked on. Also, die mad.

"Maya's model is smaller than Alex so it looks weird" ok? fuck short ppl ig.

In short yeah, i'm sure we all want to see more of alex and maya, but that doesn't make their representation forced or bad. To finish off, die mad.

#TW eleanor nightwalker #none of this anger is aimed at you anon i just fucking. hate her lmaooo #that is 8 minutes of my life i will never get back

[slightlyaboveaverageiq]

A Black Rose Among Sunflowers (part 1)

A/N: Okay so a couple things 1. this story is dark, not dark!Reid but part mentions of CSA, childhood sexual abuse, alcohol addiction, PTSD from the CSA, abusive relationships, and domestic violence. The story while also have allusions to dark smutty books such as Haunting Adeline and other books ive read and those come with their own trigger warning so you may want to look at those before reading this. Also we don't kink shame anyone who likes these things CONSENSUALLY and who are above the age of 18. You do you baby boos, that being said minors DNI.

Word Count 2.2k

I bit my lip and gently pushed my key in the lock, it was late, later than I had originally told Casey i would be but with any luck he would have drank himself into oblivion and I would just be able to sneak in. The lights were all out and I breathed a sigh of relief as I pushed the door shut quietly behind me, freezing as the click of the lock seemed to echo through the apartment. I walked down the hallway and placed my keys on the counter not wanting to take the chance of the sound of metal hitting glass waking Casey up. I walked into the kitchen and rolled my eyes seeing the dirty dishes from what I presumed to be just enough dinner to keep him from throwing up like a sloppy drunk but not enough to take his buzz away. Checking the fridge I confirmed my suspicions that he didn't make enough for two, I would probably get some drunken rambling about “If you just cared about me as much as your slut stories we might have dinner together everyone once in a while.” Well maybe if I wasnt subjected to mediocre sex that lasted all of seven minutes with someone who didn't smell like a damn distillery I might not need to live in the world of make believe smutty daddies. I mean honestly who wants to just have their cervix poked awkwardly while their boyfriend completely misses their clit and then gets mad they didnt get off?

“You’re late Addie.” I stilled at the sound of his voice and the hairs on the back of my neck stood on end. Casey had stayed up waiting for me several times and it always led to a confrontation, usually just ending in words being exchanged, maybe a broken glass or two thrown by either one of us, and a ‘whore’ followed by a ‘fuck you’ and me slamming the door and walking to Gabriella (my sister’s house) to sleep for the night. But this…no the energy was off tonight his voice was condescendly sweet and his hands trailed along the back of my neck but the pressure suggested this wasn’t out of concern. No, he was absolutely livid but yet he was calm as a priest and all of the alarm bells went off in my brain.

“I…I lost track of time. And when i saw how late it was i just thought-”

“Thought i would forget and be asleep? Thought Casey’s probably already passed out cold so i might as well just keep doing whatever the fuck I want? Even though I’m in a goddamn relationship and should be at home?” I shivered and moved to step around him but his hand closed around the back of my scalp tightly, my blue tinted hair being ripped out by the root. A sharp cry left my mouth and I instantly clapped a hand over my mouth but it was already too late. Casey had heard it and that meant so had potentially the neighbors, and Casey sure as hell wasn’t going back to jail. A harsh slap came across my cheek and I fell to the ground. I raised my head to look at him but all I got was a faceful of the bottom of his work boots before a sickening squelsh was heard as it made contact with my eye. I'm actually pretty sure the toe of his boot got stuck in my eye goop for a second. Gross. 

“One of us has to pay the rent, and we know damn well it’s not going to be you.” Why the hell did my adhd and my inability to filter my thoughts have to make its appearance right now? Apparently my brain just doesn't understand the idea of self preservation because instead of making a break for the door in Casey’s moment of stunned silence I just stood there staring him down like I’m 6’2” instead of 5’2”. I always joked with my sister Gabriella that men couldnt hurt me because of our father, that a 6 '1'' 200 something pound man beating the shit out of a 6 year old and me surviving meant i could square up with anyone. Like an older sister would be she was mortified and tried to get me to see reason. Mainly: No Adrienne just because you survived horrific child abuse does NOT mean you should go out seeking conflict with grown men just to prove yourself. Alas, my sister got all of the common sense and I got all of the anger issues which has led to my current predicament.

“The FUCK did you just say to me you stupid bitch?” Come on brain do something don’t just have me stand here like a fucking idiot. Casey reached for me but I dodged out of the way picking up one of the sausage pokers (is that what they're called? Whatever the prong looking kitchen utensil you shove inside meat to flip it over, I'd rather shove it up Casey’s meat though). He paused for a moment before he let out a hearty laugh and to be honest if this were a scene in a movie I would probably be laughing too, like what kind of dumb bitch picks up a sausage poker instead of KNIFE when they're in the middle of a domestic assault in their kitchen? “Come on little love, we both know you're not going to do anything with that. Put it down and be a good girl and suck my cock and I might not leave too many bruises' ' I felt my stomach twist at his words and was instantly thrown back to an eerily similar conversation with my father when I was 9. 9 year old little me who couldnt fight back when he would beat me black and blue with a belt, little 9 year old me that couldnt fight back as he savagely raped me because ‘this is how daddies show their love now be a good little girl and suck my cock’

“Fuck off Casey…just just get out.” He was walking closer to me and my blue eyes widened seeing that 1. His pupils were huge and 2. Casey had an erection. Ew, who the hell gets turned on being threatened to be stabbed is this like the backwards version of Haunting Adeline? Only it's not a gun going up a pussy, it's a sausage poker going..well anywhere i can get him really. He walked closer to me again and I swung the poked at him. “I said get out you cunt” His eyes narrowed and he lunged at me, I closed my eyes and moved the poker forward and twisted when i felt it come in contact with his skin. OH GOD I was twisting around the muscle inside Casey’s leg. I watched him fall to the ground and thankfully I gained a brain cell in the process and practically ripped my door off the hinges fleeing in the process. Not paying attention to where my legs were taking me just wanting to put as much distance between Casey and myself in case he magically became the hulk and ran after me. I sighed when I saw the 24/7 cafe Lilianna’s appear in my vision. I threw the door open and I'm sure I looked a sight because Lilliana dropped the latte she was pouring causing the customer to frown and turn to see what could have caused the beverage to be spilled.

“Adrienne-” I was about to brush her off but the man was already standing and held my chin in his hand forcing my chin up so he could look at my eye, or whatever was left of it and dear sweet jesus I’m pretty sure this man is what inspires the smutty authors because he is both delicious and terrifying. 

“What happened?” His voice was low and gravelly, obviously physically and judging by the cold calculatedness in his eyes probably emotionally exhausted. His hazel eyes stared into mine, at least they looked hazel blood pouring out of your eye really fucks up you vision. Some kind of badge and gun situated on his right hip, ah law enforcement then, no wonder he jumped up so quickly. For a moment I thought about lying but something about his face suggested it would be a bad idea.

“Dr. Reid if I may…Casey Thomas is a nasty piece of work, that's her boyfriend.” Lilliana’s voice was soft but also strangled, poor woman I was going to have to buy multiple coffees for the rest of my life to make up for the trauma I'm sure I just caused her to witness. His eyebrows raised in a silent question and I nodded my head because apparently shock is you know a thing and I’m fairly certain I'm slipping into it now that the adrenaline has worn off. 

“Let’s go.” In hindsight I probably should have fought harder to stay with Lilliana because even though this cop has the credentials of a man he's still..well a man and I'm definitely at a disadvantage with my blooded eye and my now bleeding scalp. Should’ve taken the poker with me, I read somewhere if you take impaled objects out, well damn i probably kept the fucker alive keeping it in there. I couldn't help the chuckle that came out of my mouth and Dr. Reid looked down at me worriedly.

“Don’t worry doc im not delirious from blood loss, I was just thinking about how I kept the sausage poker shoved in Casey’s thigh and so I’m probably the only reason that fucker didnt bleed out.” I really probably should've just kept my mouth shut because I don't know how close to a confession that could be to attempted murder and I just admitted that to a cop. A pretty cop but a cop nonetheless. I gave him directions to my apartment and he walked up the stairs, gun drawn, I'm sure he was prepared for a lethal Casey, and to be honest so was I. I waited in the car for him and 15 minutes later he reappeared talking to someone on the phone.

“I’m with her now Em. I'll let you know when I know more. …Yeah her apartment is like two down from mine so you know the address. …Alright see you soon.” He disconnected the call and a tired sigh came out of his mouth before he ran his hands through his unruly hair. “My name is Spencer Reid, I work for the BAU. That was my boss Emily, they're coming to check out your apartment. Casey wasn't there.” I felt a shiver wrack through my body out of fear or just exhaustion I don't know. “I’ll need to take your statement about what happened tonight, but let’s get you cleaned up first.” I nodded and he opened the car door for me and started leading me up the stairs just as black SUVs with flashing blue and red lights appeared in the parking lot.

“Reid!” We both turned around at the voice and a dark brunette woman in a power suit got out of the driver's side and walked over, her hard expression faltering slightly when she saw my bloodied face but it was quickly replaced by a cold, stoic expression. So this must be Emily, definitely a bombshell powerhouse, good for her, fuck the patriarchy and all that jazz.

“This is Adreinne-”

“I’m Adrienne Wilson, even though I guess I resemble something out of a horror film right now. My uh…my boyfriend was drunk and angry that I got back so late, he was waiting for me and I'm sure his boot is now covered in my eye juice. Should've shoved the poker up his sausage but I really didn't want to see that…oh shit can I go to jail for that?” Emily and Spencer both looked at me with a mixture of concern and amusement in their eyes.

“I didn't hear anything. Spencer said he would look you over while we collect evidence from your apartment. Would you like a female member of our team to go with you?” Yes probably should have been the logical answer but I found myself squeezing his hand tighter and slightly hiding behind his larger frame. Emily looked from me, to Spencer, back to me. “Understandable, Reid, bring her back to the office once you get her cleaned up.” He nodded and with a gentle yet firm hand on my lower back he led me to his apartment. I smiled seeing all the books cluttering the area. He disappeared into the bathroom and reappeared with both a soapy cloth and just a warm wet one. He gently cleaned the blood off my face and frowned when he saw my eye.

“You’ll definitely have a black eye but i don't feel any broken bones, can you see how many fingers i’m holding up?” I nodded and answered “Any cloudiness, black spots, halos, or double vision?” I shook my head no.

“Do you think I could…I could take a shower?” I didn't even recognize my own voice. It sounded so small and scared. 

“Your apartment will be unavailable at least until tomorrow…you could use my shower if you wanted though.” I nodded and followed him down the hallway. He showed me the bathroom and gave me a fluffy towel along with a t- shirt and sweatpants before closing the door quietly leaving me alone with just my thoughts.

#criminal minds #spencer reid #emily prentiss #tara lewis #luke alvez #matthew simmons #jennifer jareau #david rossi #fanfic #smut #dom spencer reid #spencer x reader

[butmakeitgayblog]

I have a question about MBFW: if I recall correctly (I have ADHD so, I could be wrong 😳😂) their relationship ended because Lexa broke up with Clarke (and not the way around right?) but actually they never really did because they were (practically) still a couple (we will ignore Finn that is useful just for the plot).

So, my question is: Lexa "broke up" with Clarke because she was insecure/focus on her school career/other motivations but, at the same time, she always loved Clarke (and Clarke loved and loves her apparently even though, you know... Finn) so, and if it's a big spoiler just ignore this ask, what is the reason why Lexa thought: "you know what? I still love you, just do some babies with me?"

And I'm thinking about some years into the future, maybe in their kitchen or maybe in bed, where they're thinking about their past selves and see how dumb and blind they were in just thinking they were anything but a married couple already in college.

Well Lexa will go into far more detail about her motivations for the break up and the years spent apart when her and Clarke finally have it out, but the simplest answer is what she said in chapter 1: she always thought they were inevitable. She thought she had time and that eventually, when the time was right, everything would fall back into place because that's what always happens with Clarke. They promised each other and everything with Costia and Niylah and everything in between only confirmed to Lexa that that promise was still very real. And then the reality of Finn was placed in front of her and it was this moment of realization like "oh fuck... She doesn't want to wait. I don't want to wait. I've actually waited too long oh my god. All these thoughts of a future wedding and future happiness that I've idly dreamed about, I could have right now. I could've had it for years, we could've had that for years, but I kept waiting for this perfect time that may never come."

And then it's just a process of trying (and honestly mostly failing in her own opinion) to get Clarke to see that they're still every bit as meant for each other as they've ever been.

That's why I kinda laughed when a troll got big mad at me that Lexa was quote unquote being forced to chase down this bitch who only wants to be with a man or whatever they said. Like sweetie honey sugar, Lexa has actually been the problem here. Lexa's reaping what she sowed. She's the one who made Clarke question her love, not the other way around. Bless her heart, and the reasons behind it her valid, but the girl is a mess and also stupid when it comes to emotions

#anon #MBFW

[jesushchristmunson]

PLEASE READ ALL IF YOURE GONNA FOLLOW OR REQUEST ANYTHING OR MESSAGE ME!!!

i’m gonna do a little intro thingy to me and my account. the kinds of things allowed on my account. types of things i will and won’t write about. specific things that will receive an instant block. things like that. this post may be long, but it’s to keep me safe on my social media.

thank you for reading if you did read all this you deserve a kiss 😘

Me:

My name(s): i go by Eddie, Lucas, and Finn. i have no preference, i prefer if you mix it up.

Pronouns: they/them he/him it/itself (in order of preference)

Age: 19

Im autistic and an age regressor/cg. i have adhd, anxiety, depression, ptsd, mild ocd, tics, fnd, celiac. if you have any questions about any of those please don’t hesitate to ask me i’m more than happy to answer!

with my age regression i slip to any age between 1-5, sometimes older. it really just depends on the exact trigger, or if there even was one.

when i am cg, i prefer to do it in a platonic sense. so i can cg if we’re just friends.

things i’ll write about:

stranger things only on this blog!

i’ll do head canons and one shots, i also enjoy doing popcorn fics with my friends here! adam hi!!!

so main plot lines i want on this account would be mental health, or even just health related.

so autism

adhd

agere

tics

ptsd

really anything like that,

i have fnd and i really think eddie would have fnd so i might do a few stories/hcs of eddie with fnd.

as for sexualities, i’m giving the characters the sexualities i think fit them. and if it’s canon in the show i will not change that. like robin buckley is a confirmed lesbian. never ever will i write her romantically with a man. never.

im okay to write some characters being trans. mostly eddie and mike though.

see very end for ships i will do. if you request a ship not listed i’ll either change it or make it platonic.

i also have my preferences on who’s little, who’s got each mental health thing, if you request something i’ll try to write it but i may have to change some details just to make it feel better for me.

what i will not do on my account + what will get you an immediate block:

no kink. none. i have an nsfw writing account. if you want kink, go there. warning for you though, i am not gonna write all kink. i will not allow age play onto my accounts, any of them.

https://eddiemunsonmattressstains.tumblr.com/

if you age play and you’re following me, please take this time now to unfollow. thank you.

age play is not tolerated here. this is a safe place for autistic people, and age regressors, it is 100% sfw.

i will not write anything about food. of course they can eat meals or go get a bowl of ice cream, but i’m not gonna write anything ed related, diet related, weight related. nothing that can trigger any bad thoughts about food. as someone in recovery, i want my account to be a place where people don’t have to worry about those kinds of triggers. <3

nothing sexual, there will be kisses, hugs, cuddles. nothing sexual. once again if you want nsfw follow my other account. here is the link again if you missed it

https://eddiemunsonmattressstains.tumblr.com/

i’m not gonna post there as much as i would be posting here. ill probably get a few things out every month.

im not a huge fan of writing about chronic illnesses, as it just reminds me of mine and the fact that im slowly deteriorating. so i really don’t wanna write chronic illnesses unless i write it without a prompt.

if you ask for eddie+chrissy i will be so mad. i don’t care if your au makes them same age HE IS 20 SHE IS 16. i will not ever write it.

ships i will write:

steddie

ronance

byler

lumax

elmax

el+lucas+max

dustin is aroace. i don’t feel comfortable writing him in a relationship. he’s just besties with everyone. i will write him platonically with any other character, he will date no one

jargyle

jopper

i have a very specific fruity four ship. robin, since she’s lesbian, only dates nancy, nancy dates robin and steve, steve dates nancy and eddie, eddie, gay, only dates steve, robin and eddie are BEST friends

i like to imagine there’s a world where bob didn’t 💀 and so i have this idea of joyce being with bob and hopper. idk if i would have them be main characters of a story, but i’m down to write a little sneaky open relationship snippets of them as parents, maybe head canons on how the parents treat each kid and such.

and you can ask for any group of any character platonically pls just make sure in your request you say it’s platonic!

I WILL NOT EVER DO X READER EVER

thank you all for reading, whoever did actually read it😂

<3 Finnie

#steddie #ronance #stranger things #intro #agere #dni #warnings

[clowningaroundmars]

Fuck it

Burners hcs

Chuck my beloved 🩵

-Chuck’s anxiety spikes out of control sometimes and so he’s often up and at ‘em even at like 4am just mechanically coding well into the morning just bc he can’t sleep. Other Burners have TRIED to help him fall asleep and they’ve had varying levels of success but no one really knows how to combat Chuck’s insomnia for sure

-Older Chuck smokes weed like a chimney and you cannot convince me otherwise, that boi self medicates like his life depends on it. His whole room be dank as hell

-Messy af room btw, but there is def a method to his madness. Wires and car parts EVERYWHERE tho and also scraps of cloth that he cuts and sews shittily for his LARPing stuff. He still loves it tho

-I love the hcs floating around that he can be very assertive when he wants to be, and likes to take control every now and then :) I’ll leave it at that for now :)

-Chuck tried making a racing game for the Burners, and he got so far as figuring out how to model everyone’s cars but eventually gave up on that passion project after the race in Blonde Thunder. Even just being behind a virtual wheel was too distressing for him LOL

-He’s canonically a cyborg and spends time looking up, downloading, modifying random codes for his own internal wiring. He “mods” himself sometimes and as anxious as he can be, he’s very confident in his programming skills and trying out sketchy codes on himself

-That being said, he’s kinda insecure about being part-robot. No one but him and maybe Mike knows exactly how much of him is metal, and how much of him is organic. He keeps that info to himself bc of self-doubt. Who knows how the rest of the Burners will treat him if they knew? It’s bad enough that he doesn’t know how to drive!

-Besides programming, Chuck actually does try to take up a bunch of other hobbies like learning to play a guitar, a keyboard, trying to improve his sewing skills so he doesn’t just make messy stitches on LARPing costumes, painting, doodling etc etc but like Mike always says “sometimes being a Burner can get in the way of personal stuff”

-PIERCED CHUCK PROPAGANDA!!! I definitely buy into it!! Chuck may hate getting tattoos but this dude gets pierced up later on, I JUST KNOW IT. He has a cool collection of piercings on his ears (daith, triple helix, industrial, orbital etc etc) as well as tongue piercings and… other piercings 😏

-I truly believe that Chuck ran away to MC first— before Mike— and then they met up again there when Chuck heard about a “cadet who saved an apartment full of ppl”

-He ran away in the 1st place after believing that he “lost” Mike when Mike got promoted from being a jr cadet to a full cadet. They hung out together a lot less after that and Chuck couldn’t ignore the evil he was finding as he was training to be part of R&D… so he dipped, terrified and lonely

-Jacob “adopted” Chuck immediately after taking pity on him. One could only watch a scrawny blonde kid stumble around Motorcity and get picked on for so long lol

-That makes Chuck Thee Original Burner!! Fight me about it

-Chris P. confirmed that Chuck knew about cars even while living up in Deluxe, often bragging about how well he’d drive if he ever got in one. It was Chuck who introduced the concept of cars and driving to Mike in the 1st place when they were younger

-Chuck is JUST AS protective of Mike as Mike is of the Burners, that’s his childhood friend!

Mike 💚

-Has his cadet days drilled into his bones unfortunately, this poor guy always does his bed up military style, wakes up at 6am SHARP every single day and works out first thing in the morning. Still, the routine helps a lot and it’s one of the only habits he appreciates from his past

-Has nightmares not too often but… when they hit, they hit bad. Sometimes he just decides not to sleep at all and just joins Chuck on a couch somewhere

-I truly believe he has ADHD!! I’m integrating that into my belief system fuck it

-Bc of that, he often forgets to take care of himself. And not even in the bad I’m-gonna-do-this-dangerous-thing-that-might-kill-me kinda way (well most of the time) but the oops-I-forgot-to-eat-and-it’s-been-8-hrs-since-my-last-meal kinda way. Chuck definitely helps remind him to eat and take breaks, otherwise Mike’s gonna jump into another hours-long errand run across Motorcity without even eating a peanut

-Mike’s super grateful for Chuck, they’re opposites in the way where they complete each other. Chuck eats CONSTANTLY and likes to nap often, Mike basically paces himself on Chuck’s schedule when he’s feeling all out of wack and can’t take care of himself. Chuck happily bosses Mike around and makes him do some self care when this happens

-Older Mike might have some reservations about drugs n shit (good ol Deluxe conditioning in his skull) but he’s not an asshole to other ppl about it. That being said, this mf smokes cigs like a chimney and loves them. Cigarettes are the only thing he smokes, he doesn’t like being not-sober bc it makes him feel like he’s out of control (and the Terras drugging him in “Mayhem Night” didn’t help with that either lol)

-Where Chuck’s room is messy and chaotic, Mike’s room is scarily perfect. He stress cleans so ofc his room is gonna look pristine! Neatly folded sheets and shoes all in a straight line near the door, clothes all hung up perfectly in his closet just like in his cadet days. Not a wrinkle or a spot to be seen anywhere

-Likes to garden as a stress-reliever as well. Mike’s gotta use his hands and get his body moving or else he’ll Explode. He joins Jacob in his supermarket or just does chores around the garage whenever he can

-Burners know that the neater the hideout looks, the worse Mike’s mental health is tho. It sucks, they’re still figuring out how to help calm him down sometimes

-Funny, but for a guy who’s so sunny and upbeat all the time, Mike fuckin LOVES scary dark music. Grindcore and black metal are his top fave genres, much to Chuck’s chagrin. Chuck doesn’t hate metal, it’s just that listening to terrifying hardcore music while Mike’s doing donuts mid-air in Mutt after going 325mph absolutely doesn’t help calm his nerves

-Mike is… not very good with emotional stuff. He’s also shown in the show to be a lil short-sighted and DUMB as hell when it comes to taking social cues (the employee at the refinery acting weird and CLEARLY reading from a cue card in “The Duke of Detroit Presents…”, Chuck’s personality doing a total 180 IMMEDIATELY after Julie brings in the Kaneco booster… like Mike why in gods name would you miss those obvious signs) and it’s probably bc he was trained to be emotionally stunted as a military boy. He still tries his best tho <3

Dutch 💜

-Chuck and Dutch are the bestest buds aside from Chuck n Mike, don’t @ me. They work on the Burners’ cars all the time, how could they not be! Dutch is always giving Chuck props on wiring and upgrading the cars and Chuck thinks that Dutch’s designs and mechanical skills are godly

-Dutch eventually takes their art off the paper and walls and moves onto tattooing after seeing so many Motorcitizens rocking cool art on their arms. They start just like any other teen tho: shitty stick n pokes

-Eventually, the other Burners want tattoos on themselves too (well not Chuck cuz he’s a weenie LOL) and Dutch is more than happy to provide. Even Mike asks for one, much to everyone’s surprise. Julie gets a couple tiny ones where she can easily hide it from her dad. And everyone gets a Burner tat, absolutely

-Ok yeah I also integrate “Dutch is an enby” into my belief system. Sue me. He doesn’t believe in the concept of gender, just goes by he/they for convenience but I really think he doesn’t give a single fuck about it all otherwise

-They start learning from Tennie after going steady in their relationship, and they bring back all the sweet Cabler’s knowledge into the Burners’ car upgrades

-Claire and Dutch start chatting about fashion one day while Julie runs off and leaves them to hang out. After that, Dutch is much more mindful of his wardrobe and even hits her up sometimes to swap fashion ideas and tips

-They love customizing like, everything ever that they can get their hands on. Dutch’s room is for sure the most tricked-out one in the hideout, complete with custom furniture, decked out wall of lights (that Chuck helped program to feature Dutch’s art on it) and more art on the walls than anywhere else in the garage. It’s Dutch’s own slice of heaven

-Older Dutch also partakes in the smoking of the zaza, so him and Chuck just chill out in their lil weed corner outside (bc Mike and Julie hate the smell so no smoking indoors!) just puffing on blunts and showing off new bowls and bongs that they recently bought

-Dutch goes to Chuck to figure out how to establish a private non-traceable line so he can call his family every now and then without alerting Kane grunts. He updates them about stuff (and privately tells Dar about Tennie lol)

-Dutch picked up ROTH’s body after a battle against the Kane bots, intending on studying the metal polymer stuff Kaneco makes to use on the Burners’ cars. But then ROTH woke up, the battle completely wiping his intended functional coding and shocking the hell out of Dutch. But ROTH didn’t attack, and then slowly but surely everyone got used to having a floating Kanebot cluelessly wandering around the base. Dutch decided to paint the bot so he doesn’t keep surprising everyone LOL

Julie 💛

-She’s a weeb idgaf if everyone else thinks so too, it’s my hc now. She pirates and downloads shitty old anime onto drives with Chuck’s help and brings them up to Deluxe so she can watch them in secrecy

-Julie has a room in Deluxe ofc but she also has one built for her down in Motorcity as well. She thinks that the room that she has freedom to decorate and customize is way more “her”. She’s got anime figurines, posters that Dutch painted for her (featuring her fave anime characters ofc), plushies practically spilling out from the shelves, and she’s so happy that she gets to have a room where she can really be free!

-Julie pops the collar of her vest, inspired by Mike

-Idk what kinda music is allowed in Deluxe (probably nOT MUCH) but anyways Julie discovers pop and techno in Motorcity and literally cannot shut up about it afterwards. The other Burners do not really share her enthusiasm for Kpop but they try to be supportive nonetheless

-Jules is oddly enthusiastic about music in general. How could she not be, after hearing only pleasant elevator music all her life? She obsesses over playlists and makes ALL the playlists for the Burners

-She’s the sentimental one for sure. She hoards more stuff in her room in MC than in Deluxe but either way, wherever she makes a space for herself, it’ll always be filled with photos and doodles and lil gifts she receives from other ppl. Even 9Lives has a couple toy charms dangling from mirrors and compartments lol

-Julie loves makeup and painting nails, something she got from Claire. She tried to hide it away from the Burners to “fit in” and then immediately blew that cover once Dutch broke out the nail polish and started to paint their nails one day. After that, she teams up with them to paint everyone’s nails and does cute designs

-She DID know about Mike before formally meeting him after he defected. Ofc, she’s always been observant even tho Kane always tried to hide her away from the public. After Mike ran away to MC, Julie watched it all go down from her dad’s security cams and followed him down there. She has to pretend she doesn’t even know much about Mike, despite having access to his files

-Mike and Julie are The Shippers and wingmen of the group FOR SURE. I know this is kinda canon but idc, you can’t convince me they don’t get together and gossip about other ppl’s relationships all the time. Mike only knows about other ppl having crushes just bc of how observant Jules is

-Julie’s stolen cop car isn’t from Deluxe, it’s from a junkyard in Motorcity. Cops were disbanded in MC a while ago— courtesy of the gangs lol— so that meant easy pickings for Julie

Texas ❤️

-Born and raised in Motorcity (confirmed by creator), Texas helped run his family’s automotive business fixing up cars from junkyards and selling them/their parts (mostly to the Duke lbr). He was the only Burner who had a car even before the Burners formed

-He was The Ride before Mike and Chuck finally built up Mutt and got her running properly, but his car wasn’t Stronghorn just yet, just a custom car cobbled up from various other car parts that he borrowed from his dad

-I truly do believe Texas has a huge family with like a million siblings and that’s why he’s able to get away for long periods of time and do crazy stuff with the Burners all the time

-Potential angst right there… maybe. Cuz he doesn’t get enough attention at home being one of like… 7 or 8 kids or something 😅

-Chris P. said Texas’ parents are the total opposite of him and are intellectuals. Maybe they’re also from Deluxe (R&D even) and couldn’t see themselves having children safely there after Kane went crazy with power, so they ran away to MC and gave birth to their kids there. For as long as Texas can remember, his dad ran the auto shop and his mother headed the Motorcity development council. His parents are VERY involved in the community but… not very involved with the family

-I LOVE the idea that Texas and his siblings are all named after the states. I feel like Alaska, Iowa, Delaware, Georgia, Arizona, Nevada, Dakota, Nebraska… even Maine are cute names!

-Yknow what… those all sound like girl names lowkey. What if Texas is the ONLY brother in his family which is why he hams up his masculinity so much? Hc accepted. Texas and his 7 sisters, I dig it

-Hear me out. Texas initially taught Dutch the basics of constructing a car, transferring and modifying engines, etc etc but Dutch is a smart cookie and eventually their knowledge surpassed Texas’

-Texas is the movie buff of the group and fucken loves sci-fi, old westerns, martial arts, noir and thriller movies. His room is overflowing with movie memorabilia, posters, and shitty crayon doodles of his movie heroes. Any time he’s got downtime he’s always on his lil VR movie headset goggles rewatching something called “5 Dragons of the West: Journey to the Gold Snake” or something

-Texas, like Julie, doesn’t live in the Burners Hideout since he always just goes home after the end of the day. Only Mike, Dutch, and Chuck live there full-time. Julie has the room she stays in sometimes, Texas crashes on a couch (probably where his workout gear is) if he’s too tired to drive back home

-Mike got his adrenaline junkie habits from riding in Texas’ car before building Mutt

-Older Texas absolutely gets tatted up. AND he starts wearing more muscle shirts to show them off ofc!

-Texas is ridiculously emotionally intelligent, even tho he’s a knucklehead most of the time and I believe it’s bc he’s got a ton of siblings. He’s also one of the middle children too, so he’s capable around lil kids as well

-Texas can’t spell bc he’s dyslexic

-Junior and Texas absolutely have SOME history together. Maybe they even grew up together, as that’s not so far-fetched since ppl might buy cars from Texas’ dad’s shop to enter the competitions in the Mama’s Boys Arena

Jacob 💙

-Obviously The Dad of the group of ragtag kids. Mike and Chuck aren’t the only kids that Jacob’s helped out of the rubble of MC, but they are the only ones who stuck around. Yes, Jacob’s an old crazy coot but he has endless patience and plenty of seaweed casseroles for everyone :)

-Motorcitizens know him as The One Who Helps Orphans, specifically ex-Deluxians since he’s one of the only elders who’s been up in Deluxe and didn’t disappear amongst the Motorcity population yet. In “Off the Rack” there’s a split-second where Jacob’s shown greeting the recent Deluxian defectors at Antonio’s, I feel like he takes responsibility over helping Deluxians integrate into MC

-Bc of that, he’s got some p sweet connects across the city. Jacob’s got doctors and nurses, librarians with info, and resources all on speed dial just for the kiddos

-Jacob was the 1st person to show Mike what a car was irl and showed him how to drive in Sasquatch. It was Mike and Chuck who figured out how to build Mutt in the 1st place tho, and they took lots of inspo from the old car magazines lying around Jacob’s office in the supermarket

-The lil haunted house the Burners built for Halloween for the kids of MC was Jacob’s idea :)

-Doc Hudson and Jacob absolutely hook up after Hudson gets settled in MC, sue me. If you cringe at the idea of two old men bumping uglies, you are weak and will not survive the winter

-MC basically celebrates every holiday with a parade or a giant block party somehow, and the city’s first Pride Parade did not disappoint. Jacob made sure to sign the kids up for a spot in the parade and helped them build the float. It got crashed by Kanebots (of course) but the Burners saved the day (again!)

-Jacob stays away from the Burners’ main living space but still lives close by to check in on them every now and then. But he gives the boys their privacy for the most part

-Jacob DOES have Texas’ parents on speed dial as well. Which he uses to threaten Texas into behaving every now and then, but it’s no use. Everyone knows he never calls anyone’s parents unless it’s an emergency lol

#motorcity #mine #we ballin like it’s 2012 tumblr baybeeeee #is this fandom even still alive? doesn’t matter cuz I’m sliding in with these hcs idgaf!!!!! #thx for reading this novel if you did idk #if you didn’t and just skipped to your fave character that’s also valid #understandable have a nice day! #also #long post #REALLY LONG POST #enjoy :) #mike chilton #julie kane #dutch gordy #chuck motorcity #texas motorcity #jacob motorcity

[starry-skies-116]

Vent (TW: Internalized Ableism, Albeists Fuck Off) 

Hey, you! I've got something to report!

I am almost CERTAIN that I have broken dopamine receptors. I do have the ability to plan and see what’s ahead, but ONLY to a certain extent. I absolutely CANNOT use planners or relegate myself to specific time limits. I would consider myself prepared for any situation I come across, but I still cannot predict accurately what would happen like others.

Long story short, I have Attention Deficit Hyperactivity Disorder. And it is NOT what my elders would expect of one who has such a disorder- the similarities present to the stereotypes are few and far in between. I do not know of the exact details- my father said to me I was diagnosed with it at ten years of age because I had a premature birth that affected the development of my brain and body, but it might be genetic- both of my parents exhibit MANY symptoms of both internalized and subtle ableism, as well as neurodivergency. I’m SUPER mad at them for keeping such a diagnosis a secret from me until now, but it’s much too late to withhold or express such sentiments- I was bound to find out either way, but I’m still a tad salty they couldn’t foresee such a thing.

As supportive and wanting to be helpful as they are, it pains me that they are confused and have so many misconceptions about my condition and my day-to-day experiences, just dismissing it as an ‘everybody’ thing. ESPECIALLY when they KNOW I was diagnosed with the legit thing.

I do consider myself a very smart person, as well as a persistent and hardworking person- willing to do whatever it takes to use my intelligence, help others and complete tasks- but even then I am bound to make mistakes due to my ADHD and overall exacerbated rushing.

“Oh, but doesn’t ADHD go away when you’re 14?” 

NOPE! I cannot stress this fact enough- no, it does not. And you have no idea how much I wish it did.

Developmental oddities in the brain and neurodivergency cannot be undone no matter what. There is no cure for disorders such as autism and dyslexia, though they can be treated- likewise, ADHD is not some disease to be cured- it is a disorder that one carries throughout their entire life. And for me, it has made my life so frustratingly and soul-crushingly hard to this day. It doesn’t mean in any way, shape or form possible that I’m stupid, or incapable or unqualified or even lazy or hopelessly scatterbrained- no, far from that. 

It’s just that I’m different from neurotypical human beings, and that I’m NOT neurotypical no matter what excuse others might make up to try and call me ‘normal’ and ‘attention-seeking’ because ‘I’m a stupid teenager’. And because of my neurodivergency, things are made exponentially harder for me.

Like seriously, I do NOT understand how normal people work.

It’s like being told your entire life you suck at MarioKart and need to ‘try harder’ or ‘focus’ or ‘get better’ or ‘put some effort in’ or ‘care a little more’, only to find out that your game has been rigged to autotarget you with a blue shell if you stay in first place for longer than three seconds. You’d feel utterly rageful and devastated upon such a revelation being imparted unto you, no? Why, then, should I feel any different and carry on as if nothing’s wrong with me?

“Oh, but everyone is a little ADHD!”

Nuh-uh. You may have a few signs of ADHD, or you may be ditzy, scatterbrained or impulsive by personality, but ADHD is NOT A PERSONALITY QUIRK. It is a chronic, lifelong mental disorder with the symptoms being unpredictable- every single competent and appropriately educated doctor you meet WILL confirm this. There are physical and chemical differences in the brain caused by neurodivergent brain development: the structure, volume, chemical activity and communication pathways in an ADHD brain are different than those without. Different brain development is something that CANNOT BE UNDONE, regardless of how mutable the brain is as an organ. It can be masked, the symptoms can be regulated with treatment and therapy, but in the end it is still there. You cannot ‘grow’ out of ADHD because it is physically and humanly and mentally and spiritually on all levels IMPOSSIBLE. It does not go away.

Low executive function started with me LITERALLY not being able to write in agendas, whilst everyone else had no problem doing so. I was? So confused? Like, how can anyone use a planner consistently? How can anyone KNOW, or even more extreme, DECIDE what task to start on, or understand horribly worded and administered instructions lacking clearness? How can my peers subject themselves to time constraints that are set by either their elders or themselves? What is this convoluted sorcery?

Okay, fine- I shall elaborate: a simple task for others is not a simple task for me, because it could be divided up into actually a hundred tasks for all I know. When someone says ‘Clean The Kitchen’- …okay? Where do I start? I’m perfectly capable of taking initiative to do such things upon being given instructions, but then there’s the analysis paralysis that comes with taking on such a vague task. There are about a million different sub-tasks I could tackle to start ‘cleaning the kitchen’- washing the dishes, heating up water, cleaning the stove, cleaning the countertops, organizing the cabinets, reorganizing the fridge so it can have more space, checking the groceries, organizing cookware and cooking supplies that are still clean, ordering missing groceries online, scheduling pickup times, LITERALLY anything. 

And perhaps you get distracted by tasks you forgot about and then suddenly remember, such as forgetting to water the plants, forgetting about mowing the lawn, forgetting to reorganize the desk- or even worse, in the case of me being an adult, forgetting about the BILLS you still have left to pay.

Yeah, I hear the screams of horror through the screen right now. 

It’s not that us people with ADHD are lazy, or undriven or unfocused- I myself am a very driven, spirited and persistent person with plenty of emotional expression, sympathy and empathy (have to turn the tap off for a while every now and then since other people suffering affects me deeply)- it’s just that we have more difficulty doing normal, everyday things that other, more ‘normal’ people can do effortlessly- and we tend to have horrible emotional meltdowns over these matters because why is this so hard they said it was supposed to be a simple task.

Also, why are people with ADHD labeled as ‘lazy’ or ‘ditzy’ or ‘scatterbrained’? Is it because of our task management issues or executive dysfunction? Is that too inconvenient for neurotypicals like you to accomodate?

I, personally, have no problem with task initiation- it’s relatively easy for me to start new things because of the ‘default’ mood of ADHD sometimes being present on ‘good brain days’ (I want to do SO MANY THINGS I WANNA CONQUER THE WORLD). It is finishing those tasks, spacing them out, managing my time and organizational dysfunction that is a HUGE setback for me. Even with an alarm, ignoring it is the best I can do, lest I resist the urge to throw the cursed godforsaken thing across the room to get it as far away from me as humanly possible.

And also, why does literally NOBODY talk about just how harrowing forgetfulness and memory lapses are? ESPECIALLY if you have ADHD, to the point where it literally becomes a hindrance in your everyday life…?

I have tutoring this summer, right? For test preparation (ah, yes, standardized testing- the BANE of my LITERAL EXISTENCE). I had initially thought that the homework was to do sections 3 and 4 of SAT 3- I saw a three on the board, I wrote it down- I repeatedly cross-checked the homework I did, and kept on remembering and reminding myself.

Except there was a literal glitch in the matrix of reality itself, because when I got to class that next week, turns out the homework was NOT SAT 3 and actually SAT 7?

So now the other students could go outside and play Connect 4 and chess and do other fun, leisurely activities during the break time I was supposed to enjoy, while I had to wear the metaphorical godforsaken cone of shame and do the sections I was originally required to do, with the teacher scrutinizing me from his desk and looking so disappointed in me it literally crushed me.

It was so harrowing and genuinely saddening- if you could’ve seen me, I was on the verge of tears. I hated myself SO much in that moment, I actually wanted to cry.

“Well, maybe if you just applied yourself to the task at hand, maybe if you weren’t so lazy and cared a little bit more-”

SHUT UP. Oh my GOD, shut UP, PLEASE. You have NO idea just how FALSE and how DEMEANING and how HURTFUL that statement is. You have NO idea how much I wish I could believe in that laughably stupid and blatant lie, how much I wish I could just ‘try harder’ and somehow ALL my problems would be magically and miraculously fixed. 

The thing is, people with ADHD DO actually try hard. Cry and don’t believe that all you’d like- in fact, I, with ADHD, often work just as hard, if not harder, than my neurotypical and abled peers! It’s just that due to my mental disorder I have to deal with inconveniences and impairments that they don’t in day-to-day life.

Imagine someone who is blind, right? They’re exceptionally smart. The fact that they’re blind doesn’t make them any less smart, yet the fact that they are smart doesn’t make them any less blind. They’re gifted- on BOTH ends of the bell curve. And to accommodate for their weaknesses, they have things such as braille, guide dogs, and audio lessons to help them out. Same with other disabled people- people born without limbs have prosthetics made for them (at least to those who can afford them), people who are deaf communicate with sign language or have hearing aids- but the fact that these resources are available to them do NOT cure them of their illness and the impairments that come along with it. They may diminish the effect the symptoms have on their daily life, but that’s it. These aids do not eliminate the chronic, long-term illness- it is still there, making you deal with stuff that normal, abled people do not have to deal with.

And for people with LITERAL COGNITIVE DISABILITIES that IMPAIRS their JUDGEMENT AND DECISION MAKING ABILITIES?? And makes life hell at times, almost always conveniently at points when for typical people it should be easy?

No wonder my parents didn’t want me looking for information about ADHD- they wanted to delude me into thinking I was just a normal, lazy, ditzy and scatterbrained child. They thought my illness could go away when DEVELOPMENTAL DISORDERS NEVER. GO. AWAY.

PERIOD.

I am so mad. So, so mad. 

I am so mad that this has impacted my self-esteem and my capacity for hurt, thinking I was simply ‘oversensitive’ without the knowledge of Rejection Sensitive Dysphoria. I am so mad that for literal years of my life, I thought I was a failure- that I would never be enough because sometimes it escalated to the point where it was a struggle to even stay conscious in class, let alone pay attention because I hadn’t eaten and stomach problems go hand in hand with my ADHD.

I am so mad that for literal years, my illness had been hiding in plain sight and I’ve called it ‘gifted kid burnout spiral uwu lol’ with teachers trying to discipline me in the most hurtful ways possible. I am so mad that- hell- I got BULLIED for who I was, and EVERY SINGLE TRUSTED ADULT I KNEW TOLD ME TO ‘just ignore them’.

I am so mad that the ADHD meltdowns I've suffered have been taken as me being 'crazy' or 'out of control' and that people screamed at me to calm down, only exacerbating my feelings further. I am so mad that one time when I had such a meltdown, my mom told me I was a problematic child who had to be 'controlled', and threatened to call the police on me instead of trying to calm me down and fix my cruddy mood.

I am so mad that for literal years of my life I took a blatantly ableist approach to ADHD, thinking ‘haha funnee disorder’ or ‘haha clumsy forgetful and scatterbrained so cute uwu’ or thinking that ADHD was summed up by ‘lol squirrel I’m adorable little baby’- no.

This condition is a legitimately harrowing and life-ruining thing to deal with. To those that know me personally, if you see this: stop trying to pretend I’m fine. Stop trying to pretend I’m like normal people with no problems or no impairments whatsoever. As intelligent or as talented and smart as I may be, I am human. I still need accommodations, care, love and support- but more than that, I need validation and acceptance instead of you consistently trying to tell me ‘I am just forgetful’ or ‘I just don’t care enough’. Because I guarantee you, ADHD has affected ALL aspects of my life since early childhood every waking moment, from my social life to my self-esteem, and I need YOU to do some research on ADHD, clear up your misconceptions, and actually respect and accept me for who I am and the condition I have. It never goes away. It is a thing I have to wrestle with for the rest of my life, and you NEED to accept that. Please.

Why am I talking about this? Because right now, I’m angry. I vaguely remember that I was placed on medication for the time my ADHD symptoms were exacerbated, and they only worked slightly. My parents and the rest of my family members kept on thinking of ADHD as something to control- an excuse for laziness or not wanting to do something- and honestly? I am. So MAD. I am SO MAD at them for refusing to educate themselves or me on my illness, for telling me to use planners and time constraints and schedule appointments like regular, neurotypical people when THAT DOESN’T WORK. I’m SO MAD at them not understanding or refusing to acknowledge the concept of time blindness, of memory lapses that actually make my life so inconvenient, for not putting in actual effort to live their own lives and telling me that tasks that are SO EXPONENTIALLY HARD due to my illness are ‘easy’ to them.

I am not like you. I have a mental illness that will never go away, that I will never fully ‘overcome’ and that is that. I can learn to live with it, but that is it. I wish I was normal and functional because I am NOT.

I am not just lazy, ditzy, scatterbrained, careless or distracted. I do not ‘want attention’. I am not ‘too young to decide’- no, to those who know me personally, you refuse to diagnose me with anything at all and try to delude yourself into thinking I can hold myself to your standards consistently! And if you think I’m ‘faking it’? Faking it would be a conscious decision! You’ve SEEN firsthand how ADHD affected my entire life and basically tore it to shreds sometimes- and you STILL want to deny it and tell me that I’m ‘okay’? That I'm 'normal'?

I am not like you. I am not normal.

Learn to respect me, and learn to treat my illness like an illness. Please. Treat me like a human being afflicted with ADHD. Is that so hard?

#ADHD #ADHD feels #ADHD shit #ADHD problems #ADHD vent #tw vent #vent post #neurodivergent #actually ADHD #tw ableism #Attention Deficit Hyperactivity Disorder #tw angry #tw family issues #I love my parents #but they don't understand ADHD or me like they think they do #and that frustrates me to no end :'D #oh and also #tw depression mention #tw intrusive/harmful thoughts

[sariels-world-ella]

you don't have to answer this if you don't want to..

but, hypothetically, if one of the characters of the game you are working on, (Conundrum of Morality), ever got popular, who would most likely be a tumblr sexy man/woman/enby?

Well, I am personally aroace and feel NO real aesthetic attraction (unless you count "I like their colorscheme/outfit/hairstyle") NOR do I feel romantic and/or sexual attraction to fictional characters, so I am not the best person to answer, but so judging by patterns alone that I seen with other tumblr sexy people to create general criteria,

The criteria that I've gathered judging by what most tumblr sexy people have in common to make my guess are:

1. Conventionally physically attractive or at least personality wise.

2. Young (usually 20s-30s sometimes 40s) or looks like a young adult (either Immortal, eternally youthful, inhuman, or just aged well)

3. 18+ or, usually when without a confirmed age, seems to be.

4. Either confirmed to be not-aro or nothing saying otherwise.

5. Either are at least, A. human (most commonly being white or just fair skinned), B. Inhuman but still humanoid (robots, furries, vocaloids, ect.) or just act human (ex. Scar from lion king), C. Undead (usually a skeleton or a demon, this also falls under B. But it seems noteworthy enough to deserve its own letter), or D. from an anime/manga or from an Japanese styled game

6. Usually single, either w/o a love interest and/or no canon romantic relationship.

7. A fictional character or famous person (which is redundant in this case)

With these qualifications, I conclude, it would be either be none of them or most likely Shadow Lady.

Reasons:

Abby and Audel are WAY too young for that title (both are 11 y/o, that would just be straight up pedophilic) and them not even really being fictional crush material to begin with, (but I can see them being someone's Autistic and/or ADHD headcanon, plus, Audel is implied to be autistic anyway)

Gunther is WAY too old and definently not conventionally physically attractive, he is also an aroace. (He seems more like a "comfort-type character" or the "memed character who is ADHD" , than a fictional crush, but, again, I'm aroace, so I dunno what allos who are attracted to fictional characters think, I am just judging by patterns and similarities I've noticed.)

Shadow Lady is conventionally attractive (probably) and not a confirmed Aromantic (but is Asexual), also she's not human but still humanoid, which that seems to be common trait in tumblr sexy people (that or being undead, Caucasian and/or Anime). So she seems to fit the criteria, also technically she's an undead.

Mystic is a possible runner up, they are 23, the playable character, canonically pretty buff and strong, HOWEVER they are aroace, part of law enforcement (if you are anti-law enforcement or "defund the police"-type person), I don't know if Mystic is even concidered attractive, them being intersex (more specifically a true hermaphrodite) may be a turn off for people, and most tumblr sexy people seem to be either: A. Inhuman but humanoid (or at least act human), B. white/Caucasian, C. from anime, D. undead, and Mystic fits none of those since Mystic is a biracial human from a non anime styled game, (but again, I don't know how the allos think, so don't get mad at me for saying that. )

But that's just my guess.

#ask #anon #conundrum of morality

[kendallfanroys]

So I wanted to talk about Adam’s Groff social anxiety and why maybe it wasn’t that visible in season one and season two as well, though I think in season 2 it was way more visible.

In season one Adam was in a very toxic environment with his dad and he was also the school’s bully who didn’t did that “good” in school. So I personally think that because he didn’t care to become a better person and since he thought that everyone saw him as stupid he just didn’t had any reason to put himself in a vulnerable position. He also hide it very well with his tough personality and besides he didn’t had any actual friends, like he only hang out with people who probably just used him to make fun of him and he actually said to Ola that she was the first one to call him “friend”. Besides his lack of social skills are also very present because he doesn’t know how to communicate how he feels and how to ask for forgiveness when he is wrong, like when Aimee broke up with him or before they broke up he seemed a bit clueless about being a relationship as well (despite being in one). He wrote to Eric that he thought that he didn’t had a heart and I think this confirms Adam’s numbness in the past, I have actually go through this as well so I totally understand what he meant. Sometimes when someone goes through emotional trauma or emotional abuse, you just shut down and can’t feel anything or at least you feel like you can’t feel anything which is very unpleasant. In my case I couldn’t felt any emotional pain either like I wasn’t able to feel physical pain so I didn’t knew if I was sad or angry. I just wasn’t aware of it but now I’m and yeah it’s really good to feel everything coming back to you and I’m sure Adam felt happy about it it too. On season 2, we can see more of Adam being shy and quiet, I think this because he didn’t knew anyone on the military school but also being there I think made him realize that he wasn’t alone in the whole daddy issues thing so he felt understood for once and I honestly think that helped him a lot with his future character development. Falling in love with Eric was also a big part of it because he let go of his fears and felt in love even with the risk of losing him one day. Becoming friends with Ola also made him a more happy and less lonely person and she also helped him to open up more. Obviously his dad leaving the house was a big important part of it too because it made him feel safer and secure. However, in season three we can see that he is still shy and still struggles with expressing his feelings and thoughts which for me felt very adhd and social anxiety. Adhd sometimes also makes you feel unaware and I also struggle a lot with expressing my thoughts and feelings because everything just seems to go so fast in my mind that I can’t keep up, also struggle with this at writing and besides I think he has dyslexia. I’m honestly so mad that he didn’t get diagnose because that would have made life so much easier for him. I got diagnosed at seven but my parents didn’t believe in it so I just was treated as any other neurotypical child so you can guess the pressure and Adam gets it too. In season 3 Adam says a lot of things that screamed social anxiety but I think the one that resonate the most with me was “I want to tell you how I feel but I don’t want you to look at me.” This just really hit hard with me, I have struggle with this almost all my life and I have so many regrets because of it. I’m 18 and I still struggle with it, my parents are two huge extroverts with high confidence as well as my sister so they don’t get it. It can make you feel lonely sometimes but Adam does get me and I’m honestly so happy to have this representation in sex education. Finally, in my opinion Michael cause Adam’s social anxiety because he always made him feel unsafe and uneasy about himself like “nothing that he ever did was good enough” and as someone who grew up with parents who also made me feel like that I totally get it. Self doubt is the worst thing ever, you can literally just get stuck in doing nothing for not wanting to fail. Well, this is my opinion on why Adam’s social anxiety wasn’t that visible. For some reason I can’t reply to comments in my post so feel free to message me <3

#sex education netflix #sex education spoilers #sex education season 3 #sex education #adam x eric #eric x adam #adam groff #connor swindells

[all-0f-the-above]

DC PRIDE #1 has me living for many different reasons so let's go through it story by story

The Wrong Side of the Looking Glass

the mad hatter storyline being pretty much a retelling of kate's upbringing and the fact that her being a lesbian is one part of that but not everything thank god

wonderland parallels keep you more interested in the story bc you know it's mad hatter, you just don't know why he's doing it; just another one of those "i know the ending so the question is how they got there"

By the Victors

constantine just being like that and trying to get gregorio and his husband in bed with him - my guy this is why you constantly run into exes and one night stands i swear

the fact that m and gregorio just casually team up just gets me bc this just further confirms that m will call his friends on missions not just because they're qualified (ref: m being unsure if extraño could undo the, and i'm paraphrasing here, "time blood magic") and calls his friends to join him just cause he can

m's reference to the love story between patroclus and achilles made my heart hurt since it kind of parallels him and andrew and i almost checked the writer before realizing that it was, of course, the one and only Steve Orlando - midpollo's saving grace

also can i just mention how much i love gregorio's costumes they show in this? becuase BOY are they a fantastic, dignified kind of hot; thank you Stephen Byrne

this midpollo cover art is killing me

Try the Girl

renee being a badass is always amazing

also the fact that she was admiring the defense attorney that would sometimes be arguing against her case is such an Inconvenient Crush that i would love expansion on

i love that you can see the lipstick stain on her mask - that's the reality of kissing in costume, kids

the way they draw all the women's outfits has me so happy and i esp. love renee, valeria's hair as well as the question's coat - it's just so nice to look at (all my love to Skylar Partridge and José Villarrubia)

Another Word for a Truck to Move Your Furniture

ant harley and aunt pam being antiheroes soothes all my mortal wounds

btw i love how Amy Reeder draws them; they have such a bad history of being sexualized and it struck me when i finished reading that not once was i uncomfortable with the angles or body proportions and i got to read two antiheroes who are women and bisexuals! and being able to be comfortable with their framing and writing the whole time

harley having cartoon logic as her meta ability is so close i can taste it

the coloring is gorgeous - thank you Marissa Louise

also this format of people arguing while also beating up a villain or carrying out a complex plan is my favorite - i love the dynamic and the dialogue of relationship speak and fighting a large plant monster

i think harley's mallet is alive and honestly that's great for her

"He's the Light of My Life!"

i'm going to be impressed with myself if i don't cry at alan and todd's story

damon being impatient to meet alan is great and i love the flashbacks to when father fought son like "no duh we have issues making smalltalk"

JIMMY AND ALAN I'M GOING TO CRY HE LOST HIS LOVER IN THE TRAIN CRASH THEN BECAME A GL

alan being bad with common slang in the lgbtq+ community is such an Old Queer staple

the fact that they're still kind of awkward at the end but working on getting to know each other is such a breath of the fresh air that is real life familial relationships

Clothes, Makeup, Gift

andy's whole aesthetic is offending me with how cute it is and good lord Lisa Sterle draws us enbys really well

jesse with those suspenders

jesse with those hips! i'm glad we have a non-binary character that doesn't look like a waify cis male

getting real adhd vibes for jesse rn like repeating the same words over and over in order to remember them yes that's my life

Be Gay, Do Crime

whoever pitched the title idea has my ultimate respect - it's not often that queer culture references make it in

plus size queer antihero; dc my guy are you trying to get my money because here it is- take it

they got gen z slang right! i'm impressed; usually i say "bougie" instead of "boug" but hey do you

pied piper being responsible but also not is such a chaotic good move that i love

also drummer boy's costume kind of reminds me of those old rock star ones

Date Night

yes my girl nia's just checking in with her mom during patrol

her little dream journal is such a cute idea that she wakes up and just haphazardly scrawls it in there

"cute face" yes the most important piece of information

her full body panel with the moon in the background is just amazing - thank you Luciano Vecchio and Rex Lokus

this action is pretty hq not gonna lie

love that brainy is just like "well ok i guess we have an unconscious criminal with us; how are you liking the movie?"

tl;dr i enjoyed it

#dc pride #kate kane #batwoman #batfamily #john constantine #extraño #gregorio de la vega #midnighter #apollo and midnighter #patrocles #renee montoya #the question #poison ivy #pamela isley #harley quinn #harleen quinzel #harlivy #alan scott #green lantern #obsidian #todd rice #damon matthews #jesse chambers #earth 11 #flash #pied piper #drummer boy #dreamer #nia nal #brainiac 5

[lavaflowers]

✨not all kids with ADHD do poorly at school✨

And here’s why that misconception is harmful:

Many people think that underperforming at school is the biggest symptom and consequence of adhd. While it is an important part and many kids with adhd do struggle at school, there are some people who have adhd but perform well at school.

Truth is, ADHD looks different for every person, and we all display symptoms in a different manner. I may have some symptoms that someone else doesn’t and they may have some symptoms that I don’t. That doesn’t mean they have “more” adhd or that they don’t have adhd. Thinking that there’s one universal symptom or way that adhd should look like only leads to having less people diagnosed, thus, less people are helped with strategies to overcome it. This can only harm and make the person think that they’re imagining it, that there’s something wrong with them, and having other people mock them or not believing them.

Here’s my story:

My little brother got diagnosed with adhd at a very early stage because he had a lot of trouble at school. All his teachers suggested to my parents that they should check him, so they did. When they got his diagnosis confirming that he had it, they immediately got him help. He went to learning therapy everyday, he had a psychologist he saw twice a week, he had a neurologist who gave him proper prescription, schools adapted to his needs, and though he struggled, he had all the tools available to him so he could get better. Now as an adult he’s doing great because he’s had all the help possible. He just started college, and things are going really well for him.

Then there’s me. I’ve always struggled with anxiety, depression, eating disorders and a bunch of other things, but above it all, I’ve always been a straight A student. All my life I displayed a lot of the symptoms of adhd, but since I always did well at school, it was overlooked by my parents and those around me. I’ve had hyperfixations ever since I can remember, causing me to lose track of reality. I become absolutely obsessed with something then lose interest and move on. This also causes me to start really good projects but never finish them. I bite my nails a lot, to the point where my fingers bleed, and as much as I’ve tried to get rid of the habit, I can’t, because it’s something I can’t control. When people talk to me, i often don’t catch what they’re saying because my mind will wander a lot, so I come across as rude. I daydream a lot and zone out, making people think I’m lazy or that I don’t care. I forget so many tasks and things I’m supposed to do, and so many people get mad at me. These are just some of the few symptoms I experience day to day. All of them were always brushed off as a part of childhood, but as an adult, they’re more evident and it’s way harder to deal with them.

While my brother’s adhd affected his academic life, mine affects my personal life, and because it was less evident, I never got proper help. Because of this, I don’t really have the right tools to help me deal with it, and it’s become a much bigger problem than his. Even yesterday, while talking to my mom, she told me that one of her biggest regrets is not getting me diagnosed and helped when I was a child, because now she sees how much I struggle. I’m not the only person who has gone through this, and all I can say is, if you have kids, keep your eyes open for symptoms and believe them if they tell you they’re struggling (I did tell my parents a ton of times I needed help but they never believed me because I was “functional”).

Anyway I’m not a psychologist or a professional, i’m just someone who’s lived through the struggle and this is all based on my experience and personal opinion.

#adhd stuff #living with adhd #struggle #mental health #diagnosis #adhd brain #undiagnosed adhd #adult adhd #actually adhd #anxious #mental health awareness #personal #my story

[wickedw3asleys]

MINEFIELDS - Pt.1

George Weasley x Reader

WARNINGS: mentions of death, trauma, mental instability, depression, ptsd... emotional scenes, basically almost angst but not too much...

AN: hello everyone! so i finally got the time to finish writing the first part of my second serie! (i know i haven't finished my Just Like Heaven one but i have adhd bare with me) and i'm pretty excited about this one since it's not going to be a specific genre like fluff or smut, it'll just be a mini fic, so i hope you'll like it!!🥰

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The Battle of Hogwarts and Fred's premature death was a huge heartbreak for everybody. The ones you once were close to in school were now almost strangers to you. It was sad, pretty sad actually, but none of you got out the same from Hogwarts, and for you, you were still living the trauma and pain of fighting for your life and seeing your friends die, even 4 years later; never being able to fully heal.

You thought that forcing yourself to move on the second you got out of Scotland would help you, but in vain. It was hard for you to completely move on, and the only one that kept you company was Dean, your old Gryffindor friend, who happen to be now your long term boyfriend. He was the only one that was still there after all; not even Harry, Ron, Ginny or Neville bothered in keeping in touch... The only one that sent you a letter from time to time was Hermione. You found yourself writing to her as a sort of therapy, even though you did it once every three or four months. But she was there, somehow...

You learned from her the first year that her and Ron got in a relationship, finally after all these years of being chasing each other; Harry and Ginny were still together; even Luna was now in a happy and healthy relationship, but she couldn't keep you updated about the others.

The part that broke your heart the most was when she first mentioned Molly and Arthur in her letters; after the loss of their son they weren't the same, of course they were still the Weasleys you all once knew, but they were "empty", as Hermione described. Molly, still to this day, would put an extra plate at the family table, expecting to see Fred join them for dinner; and Arthur would spend more and more time in his office, trying to get his mind distracted.

And then George... For the first year he refused to look at himself in the mirror. He wouldn't sleep or eat properly. The day Fred died, a part of him died too, not as twins, but as individual too, and everybody saw it.

When Hermione told you about the hell George had had to go through during these 4 years, you couldn't help but hate yourself deeply for not being next to him and helping him going through that.

"Sometimes I find myself talking to Ronald and Ginny about him, we are all very concerned about him and his health, still to this day... After all, he did not only lost his twin that day... He also lost you..."

Fred, George and you were always together in your school days, since your first day at Hogwarts, even though they were a year older than you. You were always there for them and they were always there for you, always you three, through heaven and hell. You couldn't agree more with Hermione's words, and you hated yourself for that. You had been selfish, not being able to stand by George's side and not giving him any sign of life. At the time, you thought that it would be better for both of you to just disappear, but after all these years, you were completely regretting that decision.

"Sweetheart... Hermione wrote...", Dean says, entering your bedroom, handing you a folder piece of paper, "Are you okay?"

You were once again lost in your thoughts, always the same ones, but Dean always knew how to help you come back to reality. You appreciated that of him, never showing and ounce of pressure or frustration towards you, and you loved him. But you weren't sure if that was truly love or if you were just thankful for him being there... And it was a thought that was slowly killing you inside.

"Huh?", you shook your head, chasing all these intrusive thoughts from it, "Yeah, I'm okay... Let's see what she has to tell me today..."

Dean warmly smiled at you and placed a soft kiss on your forehead, "Okay, tell me if you need anything, alright?"

You nodded and opened the paper the moment he left the room.

"My dearest Y/N,

I hope you are doing well. Everything is great here, we are all doing good. Nothing much has changed, except for Harry and Ginny speaking of engagement... I was supposed to keep it secret because it is not entirely confirmed yet but I couldn't help myself from getting excited over it! A good new like this one is what we all need right now...

That is why I am writing to you, I was thinking about making a reunion... A family reunion... After all these years I think it is finally time to get together and talk around a good dinner... As we used to do... I think it would be great for everyone and Molly is already so excited to have you back home, she misses you so much, Y/N... We all mis you...

I hope I get your response soon...

Your dear friend,

Hermione."

You put the letter on your desk and sighed deeply. You knew one day you would have to go back to the Burrow and see everybody again, and you wanted too. You wanted to feel like home again, feel everybody's love and affection again. You truly had missed all that, but after second thoughts, you weren't sure it was a good idea...

Hermione said everybody was missing you, but was that true? Did they all want to see you? Or do they actually still hate you for leaving? You didn't want to face Ginny's, Harry's or Molly's gaze when you get there, you would be too ashamed of it...

"I think you should go...", Dean says after you explained the letter to him, "It's been 4 years, Y/N... You need to see them as much as they need to see you..."

"I know... But what if they hate me...", you say with a small voice.

"They don't hate you", your boyfriends take your hands in his, "I'm sure they've missed you. You practically lived there when we were in school... And you were always with Fred and George..."

The mention of Fred's name made your whole body shiver. It has been a long time since you've heard his name falling out of someone's mouth, and you could feel your heart drop at the sound of it.

"I miss them... So much...", you start tearing.

"I know, sweetheart, I know...", Dean pulls you in a tight hug, never letting you down and holding onto you for dear life.

"You really think I should go?", you ask a few minutes later.

"I do... I don't like the idea of leaving you alone but I think it would be better if you went by yourself... Next time I'll go with you"

"Are you sure?"

"Completely...", he smiled.

The days that followed Hermione's letter, you had sent your positive response to her and started packing your things for the few days you were going to spend at the Burrow. Hermione had told you that the only one aware of your visit was Molly of course, but it would be a total surprise for the rest, that information only making you more nervous.

The D-day came up more quick than you've had thought, but there you were, now standing in the middle of your living room, saying your goodbyes to Dean, surrounded by your bags.

"Good luck... Everything is going to be okay...", he says, leaving the last small peck on your lips.

You warmly smiled to him and in a second, you apparated on the field in front of the Burrow.

You could feel your eyes already water at the sight of it. It was like nothing had changed, and even after all the thing that house had been through, it looked the same as it did the first time you stayed there.

The smell of rain and wet grass filling your nostrils and the sound of the wind and early birds only made you more nostalgic. Damn you had missed this place. It was home, you were home.

After a moment trying to compose yourself, you took your bags and went straight to the building.

When you got to the front door, you realized that you didn't know what to do; should you knock? Should you just enter the house? Thinking that the second option would be the less appropriate, you decided to just knock, already nervous about who you'd get opening the door.

You waited a few seconds before hearing an echo of someone running though the house, followed by voices and sounds of plates.

"Harry, dear, can you please-

"Hello, Molly...", you smiled to the woman in front of you, "it's been a while..."

She was in complete shock. Her mouth completely open and strangely looking like she was about to pass out.

"Oh Merlin...", she breathes out, "Y/N... It's really you..."

You could see tears starting to form in her eyes, and you felt too weak to stop yours from falling. She opened her arms to you and you didn't hesitate to hug her, instantly starting to sob.

"Let me look at you... Oh my Lord...", she took your face in her hands, rubbing her thumbs on your cheeks, collecting your tears, "You're a grown woman now... I can't believe it... Arthur! Arthur, come here!"

She embraced you again in the warmest motherly hug you've ever received, which only made you sob more.

"What's wrong, mom?", Ron arrived at the door, followed by his sister, Hermione and Arthur, "Who's-

You slowly lift up you head from Molly's shoulder and faced everyone.

"Y/N... You came...", Hermione says, shocked.

"Of course I came..."

Everybody was speechless, not knowing if you were actually real or just a pure product of their imagination. Ginny instantly got towards you, embracing you as warmly as her mother.

"Merlin... How are you?", she asks.

"I'm fine... I'm sorry... I-

"You have nothing to be sorry for, darling...", Mr. Weasley was now the one to hug you.

When he let you go, you looked at the other three people; you couldn't really describe the looks on Harry and Ron's faces, they were visibly shocked, but you couldn't see if they were happy or mad to see you...

"Ronald...", you started to make your way towards him, but quickly, he took a few steps back, "I need to go...", he says, before leaving the room.

You knew it was a fair reaction, he had all the rights to hate you and be upset.

"I'm so sorry...", you sob, "I'm so so sorry..."

Harry put his hand on your shoulder and also embraced you in a warm hug.

You didn't expect the reunion to be this full of emotions, and it wasn't even breakfast's time yet...

Hermione and Ginny helped you with your bags, leading you to Charlie's empty room, the one you always used to stay in whenever you stayed with the Weasleys.

"It hasn't changed a bit...", you say, admiring the house as it was the first time you saw it.

The two girls entered the room and sat on the bed with you, only to stay there in silence hugging you for a moment. As you couldn't believe to actually be there, they couldn't believe it either.

You made a brief resume of what had happened in your life during these 4 years; why you had left, where you were living now, your life with Dean...

"Dean?", Ginny smiled, "Wow... I wasn't expecting that one..."

"Yeah... I hope it's okay though...", you say, embarrassed.

"Don't worry, it's completely fine... Besides...", she stops to lift her hand and wiggle her ring finger, now occupied with a big gemstone.

"Godric! You're joking!", you take her hand, "I mean... Hermione told me about something like this in the letter, but I didn't know it was confirmed!"

"Hermione!", Ginny scolds her.

"Sorry! You know I'm very bad at keeping secrets! I was so excited for you!"

The three of you kept laughing and talking about everything, making you forget about the moment you had been apprehending for the past few days: your first meeting with George.

"Breakfast's ready!", you hear Molly's voice echo through the house, making memories come back to you.

You slowly made your way down the stairs with the girls and when you got to the kitchen, you felt you whole body freeze.

You were feeling like you were about to pass out, but at the same time, you couldn't find yourself making any type of move, you weren't sure if you were still breathing. You felt the weight of the world on your shoulder when you saw the man you had shared so many moments with, and when he turned to face you, you saw his brother.

His body immediately copied yours, not being able to move or say anything, and for a good minute, George and you stood still, staring at each other; and as if you had read each other's mind at the same time, you ran towards each other and crashed in your arms, sobbing like babies. You felt his legs start to lose strength, and you not being able to help him stand, you both let your bodies fall to the ground, still hugging and holding on each other for dear life.

Neither of you had said anything yet, you were both too busy shaking and sobbing to say anything anyways.

The other people in the kitchen didn't say anything either, they just stood there, looking at George and you, knowing that it would be better to not interrupt you and just leave you let your emotions out.

George was obviously was more affected than you were, and you could feel his body tremble with every breath he tried to take.

"I m-missed you... so much...", he managed to say between sobs.

"I missed you too, Georgie...", you keep crying with him.

"W-why... did you... left me..."

"I know... I know... I shouldn't have... I'm so sorry...", you sobbed harder. How could you have done that to him? How could you have left him alone? After everything...

"I'm so sorry, Georgie... So sorry... I missed you so much..."

"Please, tell me you're staying...", he looked at you in the eyes. You could feel his sincerity emane from his body, and you knew he needed you. He needed you as much as you needed him.

"I am staying...", you managed to smile between your tears. George hugged you even tighter than before, crushing your body with his but you didn't care. You'd let him break your whole body if he needed to.

"Georgie... Honey...", you felt Molly's soft presence helping you get up and guiding the both of you to the table. When you sat down, you see that everybody was deeply affected by the scene that just happened; Molly still having tears running down her cheeks and Hermione and Ginny holding onto each other. Even Harry and Ron were on the verge of crying.

You sat down on your chair, George's eyes still on you and your hand in his.

"George, darling..."

You quickly turned your head to the voice behind you.

"Angie...", George got up, almost stumbling on his own feet.

"What is she doing here?", she asks, earning confused looks from everybody.

By the look she had on her face, you knew she wasn't happy to see you. She looked at you with disgust and anger, which was completely fair...

"How dare you?! You filthy little-

"Angie, it's okay... Please, calm down..."

"Calm down?! Look at you! Only her can make you feel that way again!"

"Angelina... I promise I came here to start things over... And do things correctly this time...", you say, tears forming again in your eyes.

"You have NO RIGHTS to be here! After all the damage you caused this family! NO RIGHTS!", she yelled, her eyes almost popping out of her head.

You looked at the people around the table, no one saying anything. Not even Molly was able to form coherent words, she was just there, heavily breathing.

"I'm going to go...", you slowly stand up from your seat, not wanting to make everyone more upset than they already were, "Angelina, I'm sorry..."

She glanced at you in anger, "you shouldn't be here", she spat.

"Y/N, don't leave, please...", George pleaded, eyes red and swollen.

"I'm just going out, I'll be okay, don't worry...", you caressed his arm trying to comfort him, and you could feel Angelina tensing her body at that action, eyes full of fire.

"I'm sorry...", you say before closing the door behind you.

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