#for some reason both pictures involve fire

[anthurak]

So I thought I’d throw together a bit of a timeline theory I’ve been thinking about since the last episode surrounding Fizzerolli, how he started working for Mammon, when and how he may have gotten together with Ozzie, who exactly kept him and Blitzo apart after the accident, and also an idea for some rather appropriate karmic irony.

See, we hear in Mammon’s Midseason Special that Fizz has won Mammon’s Clown Pageant the last ten years in a row. But nothing about that indicates that ten years ago was the first time Fizz won.

Instead, I think the actual first time Fizz won Mammon’s Clown Pageant was fifteen years ago. As in, shortly before the accident. For one this really adds some additional weight to the flashbacks we get in Oops. The big celebration we see wasn’t just for Fizz’s birthday, it was celebrating Fizz getting his big break. Winning this competition and getting the chance to work with Mammon, the Sin of Greed himself.

As well as adding even greater weight to Blitzo trying to give Fizz a love letter. Blitzo likely thought this would be the last chance he would get.

Additionally, this would also neatly explain Mammon’s involvement in Fizz’s recovery after the accident. It’s clear that Mammon bankrolled Fizzerolli’s recovery and cyberization, so that begs the question of what would prompt Mammon to invest so much time and effort into helping seemingly some random imp circus kid? Well, what if said kid not only just won his Clown Pageant, but did SO good that Mammon decided pretty much immediately that he wanted THIS kid as his new brand mascot? And then just a few weeks or even days later, that kid was horrifically maimed in a terrible accident at his home? Yeah, I think that gives Mammon ALL the reason to stick his neck out for Fizz. And if you’re going to ask ‘Why didn’t Mammon just drop Fizz after he was basically crippled?’ Because Mammon is the embodiment of GREED. He WANTED Fizzerolli and he was going to HAVE him.

Plus, I think we can assume that this is where Asmodeus entered the picture, with Mammon calling him in to do Fizzerolli’s cybernetics. In turn, I think it’s easy to guess that Ozzie being so closely involved in Fizz’s recovery is when the two started falling in love.

In short, Fizzerolli spends the next few years recovering before making his big debut as Mammon’s new hot brand mascot, winning his next Clown Pageant, and goes on to win every pageant for the next ten years up to present.

Now the other angle here is the big ‘Who conspired to keep Blitzo and Fizz apart after the accident?’ And I’m going to be honest; it is DEFINITELY Cash Buckzo. Like I know some people have theorized that it was Mammon, but frankly that theory just doesn’t make sense anymore. Mammon simply doesn’t have much motive or means to have done this, and if nothing else, he straight up doesn’t recognize Blitzo in the newest episode.

Cash on the other has both motive AND means in abundance. He was certainly one of the people most closely looking after Fizzerolli after the fire and he had every reason to want to cut Blitzo out of Fizzerolli’s life. Likely a combination of petty spite against his son for causing the accident which burned down their circus, likely injured dozens and even killed his wife, and also wanting to isolate and ‘protect’ Fizzerolli, his big cash cow. Especially now that he’d gotten the attention of Mammon, with Cash likely hoping to get/mooch as much as he could out of this new arrangement.

Now that last bit in particular get’s interesting because it’s clear that if Cash was hoping to continue profiting off Fizzerolli, it clearly didn’t work. What with how we have seen neither hide nor hair of Cash around Fizz, who in turn has not brought him up once.

So what happened?

Well, in a bit of delicious karmic irony, I think Cash was the one to cut Blitzo out of Fizz’s life, only to later get cut out of Fizz’s life himself by MAMMON.

#helluva boss #helluva boss theory #helluva boss timeline #fizzarolli #helluva fizzarolli #mammon #helluva mammon #asmodeus #helluva asmodeus #fizzmodeus #blitzo #helluva blitzo #cash buckzo #dramatic irony

[strongheartneteyam]

Get your shit together so I can love you.

Pairing: human!jake sully x female!human!reader

CW: angsty, so angsty, established relationship, MIGHT BE TRIGGERING for some audiences, disabled person feeling insecure about their body, fluff, crying, yelling, cursing, sexual language, hurt, comfort, sexual content, mentions of sexual fluids, foreplay, mentions of fingering, jake touching reader's pussy. Please, tell me if I'm missing something 🥲

Author's note: This AU is set on 2009. Jake is just a regular 24 year old former marine who ended up losing the movement of his legs permanently after an unfortunate accident that happened while he was fighting for his country, amidst a terrible, unforgiving war. The reader is a 21 year old regular human girl. There is no sci-fi or aliens involved. I totally understand if it's not your cup of tea as it's almost not canon at all to the Avatar Universe. I guess I just kept most stuff canon to Jake as a character. As I said, it's an AU. Just call me Miss Marvel and call this a version of Jake that exists somewhere in the wide multiverse 😂 guys I'm way too sleepy and exhausted that I'm starting to sound a bit drunk... gonna shut my piehole up now. I hope you guys like it. ✨ I need to sleep ughhh ✨

Not proofread. Sorry, my babies, momma is always too tired n running low on time.

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I tapped on your window on your darkest night

The shape of you was jagged and weak

There was nowhere for me to stay, but I stayed anyway

You fire off missiles 'cause you hate yourself

But do you know you're demolishing me?

And then you squeeze my hand as I'm about to leave

Renegade (Big Red Machine feat Taylor Swift)

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You walked to your boyfriend's house, watching the starry dark sky above. It was a full moon night, its pale light bathing your skin as you thought about how you missed Jake. You had just gotten back from a family trip yesterday and hadn't had time to go over to Jake's house to see him yet. You were so anxious to see his face again that you didn't even bother to call him to let him know you were about to come over.

When you got there, as soon as you opened the door with the copy of the keys Jake had given to you, you saw a miserable looking man sitting on a wheelchair, staring at the wall, eating a burger and fries and drinking beer. You swore to God one day you'd slap his hand and tell him to eat healthier. He ate junk food and drank way too much. His face was grumpy and a little sad at the same time. But it was your Jake. It didn't matter to you that he always looked like he was done with everything, he was so freaking handsome and charming, so, you could get past his moodiness. At the end of the day, you loved him so very deeply it made you feel like there was not enough space for so much love inside your body.

"Hey, babyyy!" You say, locking the door behind you "Sorry for not calling before coming over. I'm gonna stay the night, okay? I missed you so much..." You walked towards Jake and kissed his warm cheek, leaving the keys on a piece of furniture nearby

"Hi, baby. I missed you like crazy. I'm so glad my girlfriend is back here with me." He smiled at you. That was the first time he smiled, in a truly happy way, that night. You were the light of his life, he always felt better when you were around. He had missed you like a mad man, especially at night, when he looked at pictures of you/the both of you together on his black laptop. "And I gave you the keys for a reason. No need to say sorry. It's not like I go out on Wednesday evenings anyway.. Or any night of the week" He laughed in sarcasm. "I'm always here at this time." You laughed a bit and he took another bite of his burger

"I'm gonna take a quick shower, ok? Be right back" you said loudly as you walked to the bathroom

The day you and Jake had decided to be in a serious relationship, after you let the words "I love you" slip off of your mouth, by accident (you didn't even know if he crushed back on you, let alone reciprocating your feelings), Jake was so insecure, thinking you were just playing him, that it took him one week after that happened to finally say "I love you" back. You were getting sadder and more impatient as time passed. When he finally did, it was through texting. When you saw the message in your cellphone screen, your heart raced like a wild horse in a big forest.

ত

Later that night, you and Jake were cuddling, half sitting, half laying on the couch. Jake watched a movie on the television as you tried to read a book. But your attention span was equal to zero. You felt your boyfriend's warmth beneath your body, so comforting, so inviting. You wanted him so bad. You two had been together for almost one year and no sex had ever happened. You were starting to think that maybe he didn't find you that attractive, after all. That thought was like a rusted knife digging into your heart.

You closed your book since you couldn't go past the same sentence you were reading and re-reading all over again, too many times.

You moved your body from where it was and sat on top of Jake's legs, straddling his lap, taking him by surprise. He looked at you wondering why you suddenly gave up on your book if you had been bugging him for months about how bad you wanted to read it, but, you preferred reading a physical copy, as you told him, so he bought a copy for you that he found on sale just so you could stop talking to him about the same thing over and over. But he was actually just kidding, inside his own mind. He bought it for you because he knew you were gonna get really excited, just like a little child, and thank him by showering him with kisses. He loved being kissed by his pretty girlfriend.

"The book wasn't interesting enough, babe? Weren't you dying to read it?" He chuckled and then smiled, placing his big, warm hands on your thighs, making the small, thin hairs of that part of your body stand on end

"I just can't concentrate right now. That's all..."

"Is everything alright?" He noticed the angst in your expression

"Jake... We've been together for almost one year now, and... we haven't had sex yet. Don't you... don't you feel the need to do it with me? Do you still feel attracted to me? Why do you never try to initiate anything other than kisses and caresses? You've never even tried to touch my boobs... and you told me you loved them, over texting"

"Wait, slow down a bit" Jake asked of you and you stopped to breathe a little "Of course I feel attracted to you." He put a small lock of your hair behind your ear, so he could see your beautiful face better "I want you so bad... so fucking bad, you got no idea, girl. You drive me insane, my girl. I can't resist you when you're sitting on my lap like this" He caressed your face softly, light blue eyes staring at your own

"Then don't. Don't resist me. You don't have to. You just have to let me kiss you and touch you and show you how wet you make me, without even doing anything crazy, just by touching my skin like this and letting me sit on your lap."

"Baby, I...I can't" Jake looked down, sadness clouding his beautiful face. You hated to see your boyfriend like that. Why didn't he realize he didn't need to be so insecure? You loved him, all of him. No matter how badly he always talked about his legs or the fact that he couldn't do even basic day to day activities easily, because of his disability, you didn't care. You loved him. Freaking loved him to death.

"Why not?!" You were desperate for an explanation

"I could never be all you need. I wish I could but that's wishful thinking. Don't fool yourself, (y/n)."

Your eyes got filled with tears and you felt a lump forming in your throat. It was like your chest was sore, bruised from his harsh words.

"You are all that I want! All that I need, Jake! Why can't-"

"Don't make it harder than it already is, (y/n)!" The blonde guy interrupted you, his words colder than ice, burning your skin, already so sensitive from from taking all the hurt Jake was causing you by not letting you just simply love him right, be his girlfriend... "Get off me, please." So freezing cold...

You were a crying mess already, so, you felt so weak you just obeyed him and stood up, leaving him free from your body. Jake transferred himself from the couch to his wheelchair as fast as he could. He then started wheeling himself away from where you were

"Please...Please!" You say, chasing your crazy boyfriend like an idiot, while he moves his wheelchair fast towards his small room "stop being so insecure and just lemme love you." Jake stops, his freckled pale arms turning the wheels around so he could look at you

"Why do you insist on being tied down to a cripple?! Don't you get it?! You are so, so damn beautiful, (y/n). Your smile, your hair, your body... Jesus, your fucking body... You're so hot. You deserve... a man who can give you all that a relationship can offer. I can't be that man. I will never be him. I'm sorry you don't get it, but it's time for you to move on!!!" He yelled. You've never seen Jake so angry. His face was red, his eyes were gleaming, tears starting to roll down his face. He felt like his heart was breaking in a billion little pieces. He'd rather go through war, become traumatized and then have his spine injured all over again, because, honestly, it would hurt him less than what he was doing to you right now. But he knew he had to do it. "I love my (y/n) so much, I always will. But she should be happy, free from me." He thought

"Stop running away from me, Jacob Sully!" You ordered, as soon as you catch up to Jake, getting inside his room, your breath heavier than normal "I'm warning you, I will take you in my arms, no matter if you say you're too heavy, and I will lay you on this bed, against your will, if that's what I need to do so you will stop pushing me away! And don't ever call yourself a "cripple" again! I swear to God, you're testing me tonight! I won't let you speak like that about yourself. Never again! Do you understand me?!" You almost screamed

Jake sighed heavily, in defeat. With both arms, he started to support himself on his wheelchair, moving his body to the bed.

One he was settled there, sitting down with his back against the cushioned bed frame, he spoke: "Baby, I'm sorry for yelling at you like that... it was wrong. You don't deserve that. Please, forgive me." Looking at you with those eyes he had you on your knees, every single time.

"It's okay..." You looked hurt but your forgave him. You wanted to try and forget that had ever happened.

"I love you... so much."

You gazed at him and felt a need to comfort him

You sat on his bed, beside him and held his hand. After some time, you and Jake were cuddling, you sitting on his lap. He brought his mouth to yours and kissed your lips. You missed his kisses so much that you got wet so easily, just like a virgin would.

Jake grabbed the back of your head with care and deepened the kiss, using his tongue to massage yours. The way he kissed you was leaving your lips slicked with his saliva. You moaned and he held tight on to your waist, heavy breathing, his warm breath colliding with your own, the two of you getting drunk on each other. His lips were crushing against yours and that felt so amazing.

Out of nowhere, he stopped the kiss and when you tried to kiss him again he gently pushed you away, seeming uncomfortable.

"I gotta stop, baby... I can't pleasure you more than this..." he looked defeated

"Of course you can. You have fingers and a mouth, don't you? Then put them to use, baby. Your girl is begging you to pleasure her. Don't you want to help me out a bit?" You started to kiss his neck gently but sloppy. You breathed his scent in. It was so familiar, so comforting to you. He smelled like home. Home, for you, was wherever Jake was, right by your side.

Jake was starting to slowly give in and he let out a breathy moan. You felt happiness creeping in your head, your heart beating faster.

Jake did something that in his mind, was so damn bold. He dared to touch you in a very intimate way - he was as nervous as a teenager having his first sexual experience - moving his hand from the bed sheet until it got to your entrance. Jake's breath faltered as he touched your coated folds gently, his chest tightening while he looked at your face. His light brows furrowing, his demons still trying to convince him that you could not be turned on because of him.

"Sweetheart, you're so soft... just so... so wet." He was getting shaky, aroused as hell, feeling how wet you were for him

He was finally ready to just relax and enjoy the moment, as he touched your coated pussy.

"Wait a bit, will ya?" You ask, getting off his lap, standing on your feet and then stripping down to him. Your clothes were laying on the floor, as you felt a little shy but excited to see his reaction to seeing your naked body for the first time.

"Fuck, my baby. How did I get so lucky? Your body is so fucking perfect...." He put his hand up in the air, towards your own hands and you grabbed it and let him sit you back on his lap.

Jake started to touch your breasts softly, his mouth slightly open, desire scorching his insides. Your skin burned so good beneath his fingers. Then, he placed his big fingers on your slit

"God, this fucking wet pussy..." he was having trouble breathing but he loved the way you messed with his head

"I'm all yours, baby. Please, just let go and make love to me. I need you so bad it hurts me physically." You begged him to put an end to your misery

"Is that what my babygirl really wants?" He murmured, his voice low and sexy, ringing on your ears

"Yes, my love. Please... I'm so wet, Jake... only for you, my baby." You felt his fingers touching your pussy and your body became limp

"I love your pussy, baby. So velvety, warm and juicy. Can't wait to slide my fingers inside of you over and over again until you're all sweaty and whimpering"

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#human jake sully #human jake sully x female reader #human!jake sully x reader #human!jake sully #jake sully x female reader #jake sully x fem!reader #jake sully fanfiction #jake sully fic #jake sully avatar #human jake sully x reader #human!jake sully smut #jake sully smut #avatar fanfic #avatar fanfiction #avatar fandom #kxamtxomaw writes

[komorezuki]

The statue as a CLUE and The Resurrectionist

Lets take a sip of cocoa again and rewatch the episode 3 again. I will not draw more attention to the suitcase and Bentley and so on, there are many metas about it. Lets talk about visitors and locations.

At first, what do we know about the graveyard:

Crowley knows this place (may be a fluke). Maybe he was going to tell Azi more if they weren't interrupted by Elspeth. And he insisted on a midnight that wasn't neccessary for staring at the statue.

Gabriel knows this place (which is expected but anyway)

This is the place where plot about sin and poverty and especially afterlife happened (still seems legit)

The only time Crowley fell down into earth. We don't know if Hell did it or someone else, but it still is the only time, even though doing good is a base of their Arrangement.

Cross on the statue is removable

What do we know about the pub:

Brielzebub's date was here (but they haven't been here before - Gab didn't see a jukebox and they both dont know how to behave)

A highy suspicious "mason lodge" next door.

...and Beelzebub is looking like a lodge member.

Pub owners somehow know how that surgeon looked - they have put his picture on a sign.

This is Azi cosplaying a newspaperman. His first question after the barman recognizes Gab is "Was he alone"? Not a "tell me more" or "When did that happen?". He asks about one particular detail. Okay. Gab was with "just another mason". And look at the Azi's reaction:

He has definitely realized something.

"We often get them in here. There's a lodge next door". We all know WHO did barman mistook for a mason. And he is saying that often gets them in there?? Also note that barman sees masons regularly, he definitely should know how human masons must look. Beelzebub really looks similar, but not the same. Barman should have noticed a difference, but he doesn't. Well, the non-human being who is similar to a mason accidentally visits a pub next door a "lodge"? Lmao.

Remember the quote on the matchbox. "Out of his mouth go burning temps, and sparks of fire leap out"

Wait....

GIF от tampire

And I have got a good idea from @drconstellation after her reblog. Her point is that trip to Edinburgh is a mirror of the Crowley's trip to Heaven. But I am disagreeing a bit with a part "both involved Gabriel..." Let's mirror more. Demon goes to Heaven and this trip is related to Gabriel. Angel goes to Edinburgh and this trip is related to...other side. He knows something about mason-like beings, and perhaps he realized who that mason friend really was.

Demon Crowley deals with the angel Gabriel. Angel Aziraphale deals with the demon Beelzebub.

Demon Crowley goes to Heaven. Angel Aziraphale goes to ???????????????

Deads leaving their graves are the red thread running through the entire season. The Resurrectionist (Jesus or Dalrymple), 25 lazarii ("how many times it could have brought someone back from the dead"), a bodysnatching, the "resurrection" of Job's children, zombie nazis (god why), the Second Coming. And these dates on the cemetery.

My suggestion is that cemetery is a kinda strategically important object related to deads. Maybe a starting point where "zombie apocalypse" the Second Coming begins. Then some archons should take care of them. What if the lodge of "masons" is a demonic nest who kinda guard the place? And Azi knows all of that. That's why he needs to go to Edinburgh in person. That's why he goes to the cemetery. There must be a reason why he calls from here...

#good omens 2 #good omens #crowley #what if #ineffable husbands #good omens demons #aziraphale #good omens meta #good omens hell #aziracrow #azicrow #chiastic structure #the second coming #go2 meta #good omens analysis #good omens theories #25 lazarii #archangel gabriel #archangel fucking gabriel #lord beelzebub #beelzebub good omens #good omens beelzebub #beelzebub

[floralcrematorium]

Assorted FrUK/FACE Fam Headcanons

These are silly little thoughts I've had while drafting Migraines in Margaritaville, so these apply to the world of that AU (modern, human; FrUK parents raising NA bros in Massachusetts, US). Most of these involve food because I seem to think about them when I'm hungry???

• Francis and Arthur practice "one-parent-one-language" with the boys. Matthew took to French much easier than Alfred did, but both brothers managed to pick it up without much of a fuss. In elementary school the twins would use French to cheat on tests (they weren't allowed to sit next to each other after their schemes were discovered).

• Arthur set the grill on fire three times in one summer. Francis clearly doesn't learn from his mistakes and Arthur is too stubborn to let Francis do all of the work when it comes to preparing dinner.

• Follow up on the point above -- Arthur can prep vegetables and throw together food that doesn't require too much measuring or too many steps on the stovetop. He doesn't have the patience for most dishes and doesn't have a sense of what spices go well together/what is enough vs too much. Francis lets him help by chopping up vegetables and Arthur was usually the one to pack the boys' lunches. Sometimes they'd get leftover portions of whatever they had for dinner last night, but Arthur often defaulted to some sort of wrap with deli meat and assorted veggies/crackers for snack.

• Francis gives me similar vibes to those youtube moms who try to make homemade versions of popular American snacks. He may spend the weekdays at work in a kitchen, but on the weekends he's at home, still in the kitchen, trying to make homemade fruit leather and homemade cheese crackers for his sons.

• Arthur's the one more willing to let the boys get snacks from the store or take out. Francis is very much "we have McDonald's at home."

• Both Francis and Arthur would've been so excited to decorate the twins' nursery. They're both artistically inclined, be it in different ways. Arthur made blankets for both of them; Matthew is red and Alfred is blue. Francis paints floral designs on the furniture, in particular purple irises and both red and white roses.

• Because the twins were identical and because babies are kinda just blobs, they definitely accidentally mixed the twins up. The color coding might've come after the swap. They had a crisis about it. Francis "sacre bleu, we just gave two people permanent identity crises" Bonnefoy and Arthur "if we compare them to every picture we have of them we can figure it out" Kirkland. I'm imagining this happening before the twins have enough hair for their cowlicks to really form.

• It's tradition in the Kirkland-Bonnefoy household to have a box of Whitman's chocolates at every family party and Alfred is the reason why. One Christmas each twin got to pick out something special for the party and Alfred picked out the 22 piece Whitman sampler in the yellow box. They're not the best chocolates, but it became a tradition. Thankfully there's two layers in the box so Mattie and Al can have their own messenger boy pieces (the shaped chocolate that's the centerpiece of each layer).

• Neither Arthur or Francis have favor for one twin over the other. They both have their own activities they can do with Alfred and Matthew separately. Francis will cook and bake with Alfred and draw with Matthew. Arthur teaches Matthew to garden and watches old (by his son's standards) movies with Alfred.

• Francis is the parent the boys can come to no questions asked. Arthur isn't apathetic, but Francis is more inclined to give more thoughtful advice for relationships and general fuck-ups. He won't press on why or how something happened, but will help his sons figure out the best way to solve a problem.

• When Alfred and Mattie turned 10, Arthur wanted to teach them the importance of personal finance. He would give the boys $5 each week to spend on snacks at the grocery store (Arthur does the couponing and the shopping for the house). They were allowed to hold onto the money to use for later and could help with the couponing.

• Arthur drags the family out to Salem every Autumn. Sure, they live in Massachusetts and are well aware of how bad tourist season is, but he's fascinated with the city. Alfred initially went because he really liked this one New York style pizza shop in the Witch City Mall (how they got Francis to step foot in there, I don't know), but eventually grew interested in the witchy stuff Salem has to offer. Francis only puts up with it because the city has an art museum and weekly art fairs in the Fall. Matthew dreads their yearly trip. He loathes it. He'd rather tag along with Francis to the museum.

• Until the boys were old enough to start protesting, they had family Halloween costumes. Francis thought it was tacky, but saw the appeal when Arthur got the twins (still babies) all dressed up in lobster costumes.

#that second to last one is really self indulgent #hetalia #ヘタリア #hws #hetalia headcanons #migraines in margaritaville #fruk #na bros #face family #hws face family #hws france #francis bonnefoy #hws england #arthur kirkland #hws canada #matthew williams #hws america #alfred f jones #floralcrematorium writes

[alpaca-clouds]

Neurodiversity from an Evolutionary Perspective

I spoke yesterday about how neurodiversity is a bit of Schrödinger's Disability today. We neurodiverse people get all the backlash of being diabled, and all the discrimination, but we rarely get disability benefits of any sort.

But today I want to talk about something else: Evolutionarily speaking most neurodiverse people are not disabled. Our disability stems entirely from the fact that we just do not function in a 9-5 capitalist hellscape.

Just look at it from the perspective that our species actually evolved to gather and hunt - and maybe also cultivate some stuff. (Given how long ago we did that, you could argue that this also shows in our genes.)

See, by now a lot of specialists think, that both autism and ADHD are very underdiagnosed, because even within the field a lot of people are looking for a certain, stereotypic way for the neurodiversity to show. With modern diagnostic criteria there is a good chance that about 5% of all people have ADHD and/or autism. Which is... a lot.

But the thing is that it actually makes a lot of sense. Because evolutionarily it would totally have been an advantage.

Let me talk about something we did at university yesterday. We got a lot of random shapes on a picture and we were supposed to find the T and the X between these shapes. Something I could do within less than a second, while three of my fellow students were unable to find the T (which was rotated) at all. Because my brain processes visual information completely differently.

And this... is evolutionarily an advantage, right? Just imagine being a hunter-gatherer and going through the forest or the savanna. And now you have someone among you, who is able to see a prey animal instantly, because of how they process visual information. Or who realizes them being stalked by a predator. Or them finding fruits and other things.

Neurodiverse people are also very capable of having a very different approach to problem solving. Which again would have a small tribe easier survive. Doubly so with the hyperfocus that neurodiverse people can have. Which totally is an evolutionary advantage for a group to have. Who knows. Maybe the first person to make fire was a neurodiverse person hyperfocusing on this task.

Also, there is the very common believe that people with ADHD specifically were probably very well adapt at hunting for several reasons.

So, yeah. This is so very common, because evolutionarily it was an advantage. From an evolutionary perspective it makes sense that it is so very common.

You have to remember: Modern Homo Sapiens as a species is around 160 000 years old. We settled down sometime between 10 000 and 15 000 years ago. So, just from an evolutionary perspective us having settled down is a very, very new thing. And not to mention, that the modern working culture has been around for not even quite 100 years. Office jobs have been a thing for even less.

And I can tell you: If you leave me out and about outside. I am good. Like, give me some nature observatory duty or something, putting up trail cams, what not. I am good. I can work for 12 hours straight (because hyperfocus). But sit me in the office for just 6 hours, and you will have me crawling up the walls, because that is just not what my brain does.

Ideally I am gonna need a job, that involves a lot of research and going outside. Which is why I hope to either go into Digital Humanities or the Environmental Geoinformatics. Because that is stuff I work well with.

If you gotta put me in an office job, you might as well shoot me right. Because my brain just doed not work like that.

#autism #adhd #audhd #neurodiversity #diability rights #evolution #biology #human evolution #early humans

[hyperfixat]

HAIII!!! ive been browsing your blog a lot recently and i love your writing sm!!! i wanted to ask if you'd be interested in writing the brothers (+ datables, luke, and others, if youd like!) living with an mc who is obsessed with plants? like to the point where the HoL has at least a few plants in every room? idk i just think it'd be interesting to see how human world plants behave in the devildom, and if special equipment (think grow lights, nutrient rich soil, etc) would need to be involved! im also picturing mc ordering plants off of (human world) ebay and the sender being confused like "wtf who is this what is the House of Lamentation"

UAAHHH first of all i love the idea of more noticable differences in the human realm vs the devildom and the game (understandably) keeps it more toned down and appealing to the average connoisseur.

like i own a few plants and have a small garden, and they stay alive and well in my house. bcs i live on earth. But. the devildom being soooo different in terms of soil and atmosphere… delectable.

i may make more stuff involving this idea but for now..

moving on (~500 words):

It’s been a rough few weeks in the Devildom, and not for the reasons many may suspect. It’s not the literal demons, rather the environment, more specifically the death that seems to cling to the air. The atmosphere, both in and outside of the House of Lamentation is suffocating.

It’s not like a couple of house plants would fix this issue, but perhaps the placebo of having some fresh living plants from the human realm would help ease the atmosphere.

Eventually you build up the courage to knock on Mammon's door to ask about and if he could get you an indoor plant. You aren’t picky, truly. After a little discussion you leave a victor, with Mammon having assured you he’d get you the best plant he can find.

It’s a dinky thing and looks like broccoli, but you love it. It’s green, a far cry from the toxic purples and deep blues that the Devildom flora holds. It’s home.

And what is Mammon to do when he sees the look on your face when he gave you that plant, but to get you more? He’s a weak demon! (for you alone.)

The others catch on, save for Lucifer (too closed off to associate so intimately with you), and Belphegor (trapped).

It starts small, Asmo presenting you with a bundle of live herbs he had imported from the human realm, assuring that they’d help with getting your beauty sleep. Beelzebub would occasionally gnaw on some of the leaves in your room, so together you grow some lettuce, so he would avoid getting a tummy ache from the inedible plants.

While you were doing some schoolwork for RAD in the library Satan had sat across from you, a large encyclopedia in his hands, detailing all human realm plants and their care and upkeep. He explains that he noticed your interest in keeping plants and is here to offer his assistance with acquiring and maintaining your collection.

Having all the plants around really does help improve your mood. It provides a hobby and a connection to nature that cannot be replicated elsewhere.

Though you may have underestimated how much space your room has, because it’s a battlefield trying to navigate your bedroom without knocking a vase or pot over. It seems your tripping as you try and place a eucalyptus (a gift from Mammon) had gathered some attention from a hallway passerby.

Lucifer stares.

He doesn’t visit your room often, but he’s fairly certain the only human realm plant they had installed was a tree, not whatever jungle you have going on. And jungle is a bit of an understatement.

You’d roped Leviathan into helping you set up some moss and algae tanks, just to add to the green that is your room.

“This is a fire hazard, MC.”

And with that, your greenhouse of a room gets spread throughout the HoL, a few plants in each room. It is a little frustrating to have to walk the whole length of the house when you need to water them and give them the concoction Solomon mixed up for you to help the plants not wither away in the hellish environment.

#verified hyperfixat post #obey me #obey me x reader #obey me shall we date #obey me x mc #demon brothers x reader #om! x reader #om x mc #obey me headcanons #obey me headcanon #om hcs #obey me drabble #obey me demons #obey me silly

[ladysophiebeckett]

Some of you are being really weird about Aura Maria in regards to her treatment of Freddy and her overall character\personality traits. Overall, if you dislike a character its fine. It means nothing to me. But these posts about Aura Maria are getting a little misogynistic.

The facts are, that yes--she is immature, she does string Freddy along, she is very extroverted and charismatic and a lot of men like her.

You know who else is immature, strings someone around, is very extroverted and charismatic and a lot of women like them?

This guy right here.He's gonna string around his assistant for at least half a novela.

But there's already some excellent meta on Aura Maria and Freddy vs Betty and Armando and u can read them here and here. so I'm not gonna get into that.

Again, if you don't like Aura Maria thats fine. She's a flawed character in a show with other flawed characters. I don't like Patricia, for example. I think she's annoying, she's mean, her goal is to find a man to fix all her problems and she fails at it. She's immature. She's classist. She gets paid 3x more than the other secretaries bc she's a nepo hire and yet still can't make any payments bc she's terrible with money. I could go and on.

But a lot of you like her and sympathize with her and her problems and how nobody wants to help her.

Aura Maria is also sympathetic character. She became a teen mom. The guy that got her pregnant is not in the kid's life nor in hers. She's a receptionist at a company who's alternate slogan is 'women don't advance here'. Her parents kick her and her son out, yes it was a consequence of Aura Maria's party girl antics. But that's not a good enough reason to kick out your daughter and grandson. Knowing that she's a receptionist and doesn't make much money to begin with.

And then the Mario of it all. No, she shouldn't have gotten involved with him but he's the one in the position of power. He shouldn't have gotten involved with her, he shouldn't have encouraged it, nor should he have been seeing her and Patricia at the same time. Both women who work where HE works. And who does he want to fire when he gets caught? Aura Maria. She's the one who gets the low end of the stick.

Aura Maria and Patricia are looking for men with money to support them and don't do well in this endeavor bc the only man that looks like a prospect is using them in some way. That or the men they encounter don't take them seriously.

Freddy likes Aura Maria and yeah she does like him but she doesn't take him seriously as a prospect bc he's not rich and when you're a poor young single mom--bc REMINDER Aura Maria is in her early 20s forced to grow up quickly (she was a child having a child)--living in your friend's\co workers house--he doesn't completely fulfill her list of requirements of what she needs financially. She's not looking at the full picture. Much like Patricia, who doesn't look at the full picture when it comes to her transactional relationship with Nicolas.

So because Aura Maria mismanges her relationship with Freddy, I'm supposed to what? Have her burned at the stake? That because Freddy is kind to her, and does things out of his own free will over and over again, that Aura Maria needs to be devoted to him? Automatically? Because people think she owes him?

If you don't like Aura Maria, that's fine. But a lot of the posts I've seen in the general tag are past not liking a character bc the vibes are off--it's becoming about hating her bc she's not reciprocating to one guy bc you think he's earned it. Or it's about her not being a good mother bc she's not acting 'like a mother'. And want to see her punished for it as a result, as if getting sexually harassed by Gutierrez (ON TWO OCCASIONS) isn't punishment on it's own.

Because reminder (again)---that Mario AND Gutierrez have taken advantage of Aura Maria in some way bc of their position of power. Bc Aura Maria is young, beautiful, and poor. She can be easily be taken advantage of and tossed away. (Much like another character who gets utilized as a consequence of financial fraud)

But Freddy is the true victim in all of this bc Aura Maria sometimes take advantage of his kindness. Do you realize how dumb that sounds?

There is a double standard in how Aura Maria is being viewed bc she's not acting grateful or humble or self sacrificing enough to gain sympathy. She's being judged solely on how she's treating (1) man and not about all the other factors she's living in--some of them out of her control.

If one can feel bad for Patricia even tho it's primarily her fault that she's in the predicaments she's in, then I don't see why one can't extend that same grace to Aura Maria.

#ysblf #betty la fea

[adrian-sheppy]

Sorry if this is completely wrong igore if it is LMAO but I noticed you seem to have different hcs for how mind lost his eye!!! Like in Seattles Going Under it was lost in a vague fight or something, but in art w/ the resonance cascade he lost it prolly during the ambush? I was wondering if you had info to share on it/infodump abt or if its just whatever makes the art more fun!

hehe youre observant and actually right on the money. yup!  so essentially i just have different eye trauma head canons for whichever version of freemind im drawing; since he doesnt actually lose his eye in canon, its up to everyone to fil in the blanks if they wanna use the popular headcanon. i wrote .  a good chunk of stuff .  so i put it under the cut . but heres a picture to be like a . tldr

I sorta like his eye already being gone before the resonance cascade (in a non-freemanverse scenario). he does verbally say something like "my eyes" in the series, indicating he has two, BUT . well.  its a headcanon. so we can have fun with it . my eye loss pre-rescas freemind stems from my original freemind design (before i ever started posting half-life on the internet) where he had short hair, but i needed a way to distinguish him from og gordon, so I used thr popular one eye headcanon. then I realized him losing his eye bc of the military goes perfectly with martini losing an arm. that bothered me for a while until i realized i could just have multiple freemind designs + headcanons. if theres different variations of Gordon  and martini, why can't there be some of Freemind as well? grins grins

i left it open ended in my SGU because people have their own headcanons and I thought anyone could just fill in their own. if I did every make a canon eyeloss event prequel thing, he would've lost his eye during college in some sort of either freak accident (like tripping on something and injuring himself bad; I like this one because he'll lie and say he was in a fight) or, like u said, a fight . for SGU, college was a low point in his life of him struggling with freedom from his parents for the firsr time, but them and their ideals still holding him hostage. he is simultaneously more repressed and more emotionally volatile than present!gordon. then, when his parents die, hes just given a clusterfuck of emotions. so why dont we add physical trauma? whatever the sgu canon event eye loss was, it was definitely related to substance abuse issues. whether that be he was high/drunk and got into an accident, or fought someone... not sure! yet. the only thing that i can say was that no fire or chemicals were involved, since his tearduct is (unfortunately for him) wholly in tact!

but for freemanverse!freemind, he should lose his eye during the rescas since its like thematic and stuff if (almost) every Gordon Loses Something. also, angst. whenever I draw freemanverse (even in a domestic setting) in my head, i always think of them surviving the rescas together! i have. convoluted freemanverse headcanons. the eye loss is an important freemanverae event because, like martini, it gives him a valid reason to REALLY dislike benrey (but in my au, benrey isnt the big bad, so he "redeems" himself kinda sorta) . and then it ALSO opens up freemind to be upset and vulnerable, which allows him to bond with his fellow freemen.

...

also I want barmey to tend to his wounds and call his scar(s) badass. im not immune to buttermind and i never was.

honorable mention: sims freemind, who has both eyes physically but only can see from one. this is due to me unable to properly texture a glasses + eyepatch combo, that and i have no experience with 3d modelling (I did try!).

i hope this is a satisfying enough infodump!! I'm sorry if it's a bit vague; a lot of my ideas tend to be fluid. i also like taking inspiration from what other people think! some of you guys are way super smart and have awesome ideas. i am not immune to well articulated essays and thought out headcanons

#also fun fact! my og freemind design had short hair BECAUSE i was going to use his hair growth to indicate time passing #going from the rescas to a more domestic and “calmer” setting with his new friends #and the hair growth is supposed to represent lije... self acceptance almsot #and like a slightly healtheir view of himself (dont worry hes still an asshole) #and thats also why COLLEGE FREEMIND (who i never draw) has short hair also! #yay! emotional growth represented by the literal growth of hair! #freeman's mind #freemind #mindverse #gordonverse #gordon freemind #freemanverse #asks #half life

[bonefall]

I hated Leopardstar when I was young and practically blacked out every time she was on page. What part of her do you not like?

>:( I love TPB Leopardstar sir.

Honestly, my dislike of her comes from retcon material. I LOVE the ferocious, ambitious character we see through Fireheart's perspective. I love how she's intimidating, how every time she comes on the screen she's out for blood. I adore her intensity, ambition, I love that Fireheart is afraid of accepting RiverClan's help after the fire because he knows she deals in favors.

I love that. I love her presence. I love how that ambition ends with her humiliation at the Bonehill, allowing Tigerstar to leverage her authority.

And even more-- I love how she's right back on her bullshit in TNP. I think that's fascinating. The way that she had a moment of clarity, could hear the angels speaking to her... and turned away from it. Mistystar as her deputy, displaying preferential treatment for her apprentice, Hawkfrost, the troublemaker.

I really love the picture it paints of her. Of someone who can HAVE remorse, but quickly forgets it in the face of glory. Who backslid right into the worst version of herself.

What I DON'T like is material that tries to take away her agency in these choices, being so sad and Loving Her Clan So Much All The Time that she blunders unknowingly into serving awful people. I hate that they tried to force her into a shitty romance with Frogleap. I hate that they tried to imply there was any romance involved in her time with Tigerstar, too.

And I don't like that she was bullied for some stupid reason, either. I hate how BOTH Blackstar AND Leopardstar had lazy, shoehorned-in bullying plotlines. God forbid a cat in a position of power BE legitimately popular for the strength they project in the battle society. God forbid they BE the bully.

I hate they don't let her HATE things, or want to murder people, or want power for the simple sake of glory. If it wasn't for Graystripe's betrayal, Fireheart would have died in TPB. THAT is the character I wanted an SE about, not the sad sack we got.

#warrior cats analysis #Leopard in TPB is one of my favorite TPB cats. #And definitely my favorite outside of ThunderClan

[qetalos]

WILLOW | 정원

p: idol!Jungwon x non idol!gn reader g: fluff

warnings! fear of being seen or getting caught (?)

note: this is inspired by the song willow by Taylor Swift<3 (also thought abt this while showering when willow played in my phone lmfao) enjoyy

Dating someone who was an idol wasn't something easy and we'd always have to be careful to not get caught, because people could end everything so easily that didn't let us relax for a moment if we decided to go out to the convenience store.

I wasn't an idol myself but just a student, already graduated from high school and the person who I got involved with being an idol was my boyfriend. Yang Jungwon was his name, is his name and I'm glad to be able to call him my boyfriend; because he's a really nice person himself. We met some time ago but that doesn't matter, because no matter the ways we ended up together.

Knowing Jungwon as a really straight and responsible person, I couldn't believe how he asked me to be his girlfriend, knowing how hard it was for him to date someone in the industry he was in. He said he'd take any risks to be with me even if he knew he could get fired for doing so, and I couldn't contradict him because it would've been useless at this time, also because I'm in love with him too. Our relationship is worth the risk. Jungwon was chill about going out together, always being careful of course, but I couldn't say the same about myself as I'd get scared of someone catching us and ruining Jungwon's career. I have to admit that sometimes I was just overthinking about the what if's but Jungwon is always there to bring me back to earth and calm me down.

"Which one do you want? Jake hyung told me this one's really good" Jungwon pointed the chocolate ice cream inside the refrigerator, I was struggling in choosing an ice cream because all of them looked good "Mhm.. okay I'll get that one" I said before grabbing the ice cream Jungwon told me Jake had recommended him, I was going to give it a try. We went to pay for everything we had grabbed and soon we were walking back home, hand in hand. I couldn't help but turn around or look for someone around when we were walking, making Jungwon confused by my sudden behavior "Is something wrong?" He asked as we walked "No no" I said trying to convince him, but I knew I couldn't because we knew each other really well "Tell me what is it, is something on?" Jungwon asked me again, the only difference that this time he stopped walking and looked at me "I don't want someone to see you walking around with me... you know if someone sees us and then takes pictures and then posts them you'll-" "Hey hey... it's okay, no one will see us because it's almost 2 am and I don't think someone would be around with a camera wanting to take pictures, would they?" He asked me with a tinge of playfulness in the end to try to calm me down, maybe that was what I needed, some reassurance and his silly jokes "Okay~" I said smiling as we started walking again but before I could hold his hand, he started to run away making me go behind him "Hey!" I shouted as I followed him until he slowed down and started walking normally again. He wrapped his arm around my shoulder and I looked up at him "Why did you run away?" "I don't know but it was funny seeing how you tried to catch up" Jungwon said and I chuckled shaking my head softly at his actions. Then I realized that he had his arm around my shoulder instead of holding my hand, looking up with a pout I heard him chuckle as if he already knew why I was looking him like that, maybe he did know "Why? Do you want me to hold your hand again?" He asked me and I nodded almost instantly, cringing at the way I'd agree at whatever Jungwon would say or ask. "Okay, whatever you say~" I heard him say before grabbing my hand and intertwining his fingers with mine as we walked together with slow steps because we didn't have a reason to rush anything, we were together and that was enough for the both of us.

"Didn't you want to watch this one? Last week you told me you were looking forward to do so" Jungwon asked me as we sat together on our bed, full of snacks as we decided to have a movie night "Ah yes! I totally forgot about that, let's watch it!" I said excitedly, getting comfortable as I opened a pack of chips and started to eat while Jungwon played the movie on the tv. I don't know if I was tired or what but I ended up falling asleep after watching half of the movie, maybe it was because I was all cuddled up next to Jungwon as he'd rub circles in my back as we watched the movie. Or maybe because the movie turned out to be more boring than I had expected making me fall asleep without even finishing it.

I felt movement behind me before the mattress sank and making me recognize that it was Jungwon who was moving behind me. Before I could turn around, I felt his arms wrapping around me while pulling me to feel his chest behind my back. Trying to wash my sleepiness away, I turned around and saw Jungwon still awake looking down at me "Did I wake you up?" He asked me softly, bringing me closer to him "Yes.." I said, chuckling at my own words and before he could apologize, I talked "But it's okay, don't worry... I fell asleep while we were watching the movie, right?" I asked, seeing how Jungwon's eyes were turning into half crescents as his smile was growing too; remembering the moment I had fallen asleep "Yes.. you fell asleep but to be honest, the movie was a bit boring" he said and I laughed softly "It was, but you weren't helping either.." I smiled as I said this, referring to the way he was almost lulling me to sleep as we sat together watching the tv "I know... but you know it's already a habit of mine already~" he said, chuckling softly and I swore I wanted to keep this moment forever with me; his smile, the sound of his chuckle and the way he was holding me right now.

I smiled before hugging him closer and leaning my face in his neck, feeling how he kissed my head "I love you, rest well my love" I heard him whisper softly in my ear, careful to not talk loudly "I love you too, won.. good night" I said, already falling asleep in his arms. Jungwon whispered some more things but I couldn't understand what he said, maybe I'd ask him tomorrow...

💌゜・。。

thank you for reading!

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[italianpersonwithashippersheart]

Only Friends Backstories and Secrets

I don't do this usually but this show is making me insane so here it is, an Only Friends Theory.

My personal theory is that every main character (not sure if this applies to our lesbians yet, too early too tell) has 1 solo backstory detail and at least 1 or 2 relationship backstory detail to uncover. We already know some of them, but some are still a mystery. I have some theories. The biggest is the Mew-Boston one.

I'll go in order

Top

Solo Backstory = Childhood trauma (almost died in a fire) + Insomnia (Can't sleep alone) + Possible drug problem??

Top-Boston = They fucked once, obviously

Top-Sand = This one is still a mystery but there is something there, drug delear? Ex hook-up? Top hired used to hire him to sleep with him (like in the same bed not for sex - or for sex we don't know). For now there is too many possibilities.

Mew

Solo Backstory = I have no idea, but there is something. There is a dark spark in that man eyes, I don't know what it means, but it's there.

Mew-Boston = Leaving my theory for Boston Section.

Not sure tbh maybe Mew-Ray = How they meet? Why does Ray love him?

Ray

Solo Backstory = His mom died, at first I thought it was suicide, but after reading @bengiyo stray thoughts I realized it was probably alchool poising.

This one is another sure. Mew-Ray probably (see above). Maybe also with Boston, they have not intereacted directly or alone yet, idk.

Sand

Solo Backstory = Based on the writer twitter response on the car accident theory my best guess is that someone he loved was in car accident because they were either drunk driving themeself or hit by a drunk driver.

Sand-Nick = When did they meet? Why? Are they university friends? Please tell me someone else is intrigued by how First and Mark played that scene, it literally sent sparks in my brain. I want to see more of them.

Sand-Top = Like stated above in Top section, there is definately something going on there. They do not like each other.

Nick

Solo Backstory = Something involving his parents, I think Nick lied about that store being a family business. I think he was living in a hole of an appartment because he was kicked out by his parents. Also is the Camboy theory correct? Is he one already or he is going to become one?

Nick-Sand = GIVE ME MOREEEEEEE!!!!!!

Nick-Top = Maybe, if Nick and Sand are friends he might have around when that thing between Sand and Top went down, and in the preview we saw him look at that picture with Boston and Top. Maybe it's not just jealousy but recognition on his face.

BONUS = Was anyone else reminded of Together With Me Side couple?? I had to look up the names: Farm and Bright the older Player Doctor and The University Student. Farm was an innocent boy and ended the series heartbroken and becoming just like the player and the player ended up lonely and regretting it. (We will ignore s2 for this parrallel).

Boston

This is my biggest theory section. It ties a bit into the Together with Me idea and with Parrelles in general.

Solo Backstory (+ possible reasons he seems particulary weird about Mew) = I am not sure if Jojo did something like this before because my memory sucks, but Boston could be the kind of character that had a bad expierience with sex and a realtionship and that turn into only wanting sex and thinking he is only good for sex.

What if he was someone's Nick? What if Mew and Boston knew each other first, either in High School or first year of University. What if they both liked the same boy. And they were both young and inexpierienced. What if that boy tried to get with Mew first. But Mew didn't sleep with him. And what if that boy then went to Boston. Young, wide-eyes Boston who fell for it. What if they had a sex relationship, it went on for months. What if that boy asked for sexual things, more and more, I am reminded of that Together with Me scene with Doctor Bright almost convincing Farm to an orgy and him leaving (at least I think he left before it could start). What if it was something like that except Boston didn't leave.

And then what if after all of it, the boy dumped him. Because well he couldn't bring Boston to his parents could he? He is a slut now? A sex thing, not boyfriend material, too easy. What if he compared him to Mew something like "Now your friend Mew, he is the kind of guy would make a great boyfriend, he has his virtue intact"

For now it's just a theory, something to explain Boston obsession with Mew's virginity and that wanting to basically win Top over Mew. I also love the idea of Boston being someone's Nick before and that Together With Me parrallel would not leave my brain. Anyway that's it.

#txt #only friends #only friends the series #my theories #only friends meta #my meta #this is an official clown post #i will probably be wrong #but in the meantime #i will be right here turning these characters in my head and trying not to lose my mind over them

[okiecookie20]

EXO "Obsession" theory part 1

Part 2 | Lucky One Theory

• Let's first dive into the main theme before exploring other details. Obsession makes us wonder whether X-EXO are evil clones. On the contrary Baek mentioned something similar in their behind the scenes video (pls click on individual screencaps to read):

The boys are involved in this good v. evil fight as we know. Now that we have the theme of alter egos confirmed I wanted to mention there is a song on the album called Jekyll (지킬) the idea is borrowed from R. L. Stevenson's book and makes it easy to connect the dots. The lyrics of the song make it clear about the main plot of this era so we move on...

• Chen plays a game of chess with his evil counterpart. At the end there are certain pieces that remain - knight, knight, 4 pawns idk how this is valid since if a king is in checkmate the game ends conventionally.

I believe Chen and his counterpart are the knights. Now knights + pawns = 6 members in comeback. This might mean that Chen is in control and knows things which the other 5 don't since they are just "pawns" for the time being. He is also the only good guy remaining or smth out of these 6 and others might have been corrupted or defeated??!

I believe Chën won.

There are multiple footages of their chess board too: it might mean each of their actions is being watched by the RF. But I'm still not sure why they have the screens in their room (since Chen has the power of Thunder which could roughly go with electricity?). Is Chen keeping an eye on Chën?

• Moving on.. Chanyeøl is the one in center when the song begins. He is also the only member with eye-catching continuous patterns on his outfit. Something about Chanyeol seems a little off. I have started thinking of reasons for his behavior and vulnerability which I'll surely discuss another time :)

Clearly they emphasize how Chanyeøl is the leader of X-EXO or smth, like the most destructive force. In the mv all of X-EXO (except Sehůn) glow red but we see that only Chanyeol (special emphasis on red eyes) looks like that. This makes me think he is consumed by his evil ego:

Chanyeol and his X-EXO counterpart engage in a physical battle using fire:

At one point Chanyeøl is engulfed by fire as they fight and later we see Chanyeol radiating flames. He is also seen on the red side of the ground, encircled by the fire - hence it is clear he loses the fight.

THANK YOU FOR READING THIS FAR!! 😀

• Kai is a biker and his scenes with Kāi reminds us of bullfighting. In the first gif below, we see how Kai tries to dodge his matador counterpart:

There are negative versions of Kai and his evil counterpart (maybe they fight in two different worlds since we know Kai teleports like in MAMA). I'm unsure who wins the fight since both appear with subdued expressions in inverted colors.

I'll also mention that in the performance video of EXO AND X-EXO, Kāi and Kai interact:

• In this picture we see there are 12 rooms → for the original 12 "legends". Only 6 members took part in this comeback so the other rooms are empty (Luhan Tao and 🥴 belong to the rooms below but were trapped in the maze). Notice how Kai is in the center of the OT9 rooms — he is the key to something. From Japanese, Kai translates to Recovery in English: it could mean protection and restoration of the tree of life to its prosperous state since "tree of life and the heart slowly grew dry" from MAMA intro. This is something very important to revert to as we unravel their clues to the story.

•We see exo playing video games/reading comics in some teaser photos of other releases, the vcr from their EXplOration Dot (Day 1, Seoul) and even Power mv and merch reflects this vibe - which makes sense that the battle at such a physical level is fictitious (and being endured mentally). These might be dreams the boys have after the RF drugged them or possibly influenced them in some way.

_oh well that's all for now, I will create a part 2 to incorporate it all. Have a nice day!!⭐

deal with my bias and stream Good Enough🍒

#exo #obsession #exo m #exo k #junmyeon #baekhyun #sehun #chanyeol #jongdae #exo kai #kyungsoo #lay zhang #xiumin #minseok #ot9 #exo ot9 #exo l #sm entertainment #good enough

[ladytauria]

oooooh for the made up title game, "gotham blues"?

thank you sm for the ask!!

ahhhh

my brain keeps reading that as “gotham city blues” but regardless!!! i’m picturing a 20s/30s era wip. jazz age, prohibition, flappers, rise of the mafia, early hollywood…

as a general note i think it would be more like… aesthetic than strictly historically accurate, as there would be some topics i wouldn’t be comfy handling / including. (altho maybe not glossing over entirely??)

was just talking with @deepwithintheabyss abt a new money jay (in a different context but) which. finally gave me the insp to figure out exactly what i wanted for this lmao

i’m a little split between jaytim & jaysteph for this—working in a throuple could be really cool. i’m thinking jason is ofc from the park row area. it’s being hit hard by the rise in crime; his parents having been middle class but poverty hitting them when his mom gets sick / his dad gets fired, or in debt to the wrong people. jason’s life is turned upside down as a kid, watching his dad fall deeper & deeper into crime. at first he was determined not to follow the same path but as he gets older, he gets more jaded, and much like in canon decides to stop crime by controlling it.

steph is a flapper—heavily involved in feminist circles, rebelling against the life she was raised for. her father is maybe an early actor, though he falls out of grace for,,, idk, reasons. her mother got hooked on drugs in part due to the stars & producers they hung out with. anyway, steph is determined to make something of herself.

tim—

i think the drakes are newish money, so there’s some stigma among the rest of high society. he never wanted to take over his parent’s business, despite his razor sharp mind, but when they die in a tragic accident he has no choice. his paths cross with both steph & jay.

jay is pro-feminism from the start i think; tim has some stuff to unlearn. bit of conflict there, but they manage to work through it. i’m picturing them somehow all getting tangled up together.

maybe,,,

jason is trying to unseat black mask or penguin or joker or—someone from the top seat. or. okay, maybe that’s ambitious, so let’s just go with black mask. black mask isn’t the ~top~ criminal in the city but he’s up there, and he’s jason’s first target now that he’s got his own following. sionis is competing with drake industries and viewed tim as a non-issue, figuring DI would dissolve after janet & jack died, so he arranged their deaths. tim discovers this during some digging, because he has a bad feeling about their deaths.

steph is tangled up in it too—her own vendetta with mask maybe, or mask being obsessed with her somehow? or maybe she’s just. guilty by association ig, and once she learns what’s going on ends up involved despite herself.

i’m not sure how i would / if i would work in the others; it would maybe come up as needed?

but yeah, basically a very… noir (?) type tale of intrigue & danger & love that isn’t a the best of ideas but is irresistible nonetheless.

would have a happy ending / happy for now ending tho bc i’m a sucker

[ send me a made up title & i’ll tell you what kind of fic i’d write for it ]

#asks and answers #midnight-owl #jaytimsteph #jaytim #jaysteph #timsteph #timjay #stephjay #sorry this took so long

[s-sunnydays]

things left unsaid in artist’s depiction

i dont know if anyone checks this blog since i havent posted, but i guess i could share the things i never got to share since i discontinued artist’s depiction!

also, warning: there are trigger warnings!

iris was the one who reloaded the SAVE file and had gone insane since the mc had died in the fire. she was the one who also caused the accident, but she didn’t mean to; it was supposed to keep the mc from leaving since the machine was really close to being fixed and such.

faye had died at around six to nine years old because she’d gotten too sick and the mc couldn’t afford to enough money to keep her alive or to buy her any sort of medicine.

victor and sierra did run away because they were chased by debtors and all of that since they always messed with the wrong people in their lives. though, they don’t care about that as much, they didn’t want the others to get involved. i didn’t think much about how they died, but i would say that they ended up dying far away and no one knew since the mc couldn’t contact them – lost all contact with them.

sans never liked iris and iris never liked sans, they both just liked the idea of being in a relationship. and, sans gradually learns that iris liked mc the most – the best. even if she treated them horribly

there weren’t any sort of coherent thoughts about how the ending would go, but i assumed that there would be a polyamorous relationship with the mc and the skelebros aus where they could visit the original timeline any time they wanted since the machine and the tear was fixed.

iris’ feelings were never reciprocated

iris was mc’s childhood friend, and learned everything from them – how their life worked, how they had three siblings (never knew about oliver).

the mother ended up dying without oliver knowing – she died from overdosing on medication.

oliver vaguely remembers faye, but doesn’t know about the rest of the siblings. mc never told him until later, where he finds a picture of the other three – he asks why he looks related to victor and sierra and why faye looks so similar to the mc

the mc’s past is eventually revealed by iris or someone else, but other than that, it was basically mutual agreement to tell

the reason why oliver was taken away in the first timeskip was because the mistreatment that the mc had received ended up putting them past their breaking point. and then they started acting like a terrible brother, so they had to let him go – they had to take him to some other place; somewhere where he would be safe.

i have the next chapter, though it is unfinished.

WORK IS TIRING.

You suppose that since Iris pays you to work for her, you’ve been going to your job a lot less — within schedule, at least. Not many days are assigned to you.

“Hey, [Name],” Iris coos from her spot in front of you, sitting at the counter. “Do you wanna go shopping with me and the boys? I’m sure you’ll need something there. It’d the mall, after all! Who wouldn’t want to, like, you know — go shopping with me? I’ll pay for whatever you want.” She sings like a witch—or a siren, depending on the person—and you make a face inwardly.

At first, you would’ve said no. Just a simple no and everything would’ve been fine.

You suppose that no is also not in your vocabulary most of the time.

”…Let me ask my brother,” you mutter in response, pulling out your phone begrudgingly. You send him a message, waiting for his response.

If he says yes, you can only hope that the others don’t start causing problems with him around. You don’t mind the hate, the stares, the faces — just as long he can’t see them; hear them; you’re okay with it. As long as he can’t witness it, it’s fine. That’s all that mattered to you.

——

“Okay~”

Iris looks excited for some reason, but you don’t question it entirely.

You stare at the group of skeletons with a squint of your eyes, wondering where more came from. You should’ve known that the trip to the mall was basically restocking for the rest of the alternates stuck here — though you’re not sure if any of them really need anything. They seem to be more well off than you.

“Malls’re so big!” Your brother whispers to you, stunned by the size of the shopping mall you’re in. You have to agree. “What kind’a stores do they have in here?”

You have to agree with him.

To say that malls are huge is an understatement, you think they’re bigger than most mansions you’ve seen. Then again, you probably just don’t know what malls are like because your mother always told you that they were too expensive and a scam. You always did like sticking to every word she said to you, but that’s in the past. You could care less nowadays.

”I dunno,” you answer honestly. Your eyes scan your surroundings, squinting them when you realize just how large the building is. “Never gone to ‘em either, bro.”

“You haven’t taken your brother to the mall before?” Iris asks loudly, eyes wide with surprise. She glances between you and your brother curiously, obviously shocked — but you don’t even know how she heard you two whispering. It’s not like the others care enough to try and overhear, so why was she trying to be nosy?

Some of the skeletons turn to you, some glance at you, and the rest ignores you (out of pity, you don’t know).

”No,” your brother answers, confused. “We only go to the small ones ‘cause [Name] doesn’t like big stores.”

Well now.

Iris turns to you, frowning at you — you have to say, you don’t know why she’s looking at you like that because it’s not her business — and tells you, “You haven’t taken sweet little Oliver to a mall, [Name]? Shame on you! Malls are great, they have everything you’d need!”

You don’t know how to tell her off without calling her a spoiled brat.

”He already said why I don’t take him to big stores,” you point out, somewhat embarrassed that she had to call you out in front of everyone. “And, uh, malls are expensive… and, y’know, big — he’d get lost.”

“Are you saying you don’t trust your—“

You give her a look of irritation, and for once, the skeletons with you don’t seem too upset about it. Probably because they understand your situation or probably just—the conversation isn’t necessary.

“Are we done?” You don’t care if you interrupt her or get on Sans’ nerves because of it. “If we’re done, I can take Oliver shopping then. See you later, just call me when y—“

And Iris just loves thinking it’s her turn for everything. “We can hang out like old times! You know, when we were in high school together and stuff. Plus,” she shoots you a wink, “we have a lot to catch up on — we haven’t been, like, talking to each other at all! Come on, Sans, let’s go.” You don’t say anything when you see the flickering of his pinpricks or the not-so-subtle glances to your brother from the girl.

You stare at her, narrowing your eyes.

”It can’t be that bad,” your brother tries to soothe your vexation. “‘S okay! Maybe Red ‘n Edge can come with!”

Iris’ face twitches.

Sans’ smile falters. “since when were you buddies with ‘em, kid?”

Red grins widely, almost as if taunting the poor guy. “what’s wrong with bein’ friends wit’ a guy like me? i can come with, i got nothin’ to do anyways… maybe the, uh, boss can come with if he oh so wishes.”

“CAN IT, S—RED,” Edge catches himself and corrects himself. He ignores the looks given and clears his throat. “I SHALL GIFT THE HUMANS WITH MY PRESENCE, SINCE THEY ARE SO DESPERATE TO HANG OUT WITH ME. AND, I AM CURIOUS TO SEE WHAT SORT OF… STORES ARE IN THIS SPECIFIC MALL!”

Your brother shoots you a smile.

You squint your eyes.

Rus puts a hand on your shoulder and nudges Mutt. “‘ey, maybe we can finally get that thing wallet owed me. dunno what it is, but it’s gotta be somethin’.”

“…whatever you say, rus,” Mutt mutters and shrugs his shoulders compliantly. He looks like he just wants to sleep, and you can’t say you blame him. It’s not like you want to be here either, it was obvious that most of the monsters here didn’t want to be here either. You’re sure there’s some other meaning behind it.

”I don’t owe you anything, Rus.”

”sure thing, wallet.”

”They’re not your wallet!”

#artist’s depiction #undertale

[1rsoldiersince2012]

Bound by Law (Matt Murdock x reader)

Words: 2443 (chapter 18)

Summary:

You and Matt met in the courtroom. Now, you may think that Matt was a knight in shining armour and defended you in the name of all United States laws, but that was not the case. Matt was totally destroying your client, and you wanted to tear him into pieces right then and right there, because with Murdock as your rival, your head is on the firm's plate with each case. Did Matt care? No, he only cared about bringing justice, he was a human-machine, driven by the need to bring righteousness no matter the cost. Or was he just that? What happens when you get involved in Fisk's business and Daredevil's lies against your will?

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18. Unexpected Encounter

"I can't believe that she's seriously considering quitting." Foggy says in the taxi, eyeing the driver with slight suspicion.

"I mean... it is a shit firm." Matty rubs his forehead, feeling the smell of whole New York in the car.

"Yeah, but it's paying well. I wouldn't do that in her place." The driver steals a look at Matt, breaking his focus from the road. The taxi wobbles to the side a little.

"Landman and Zack were paying well too and yet we still left." Matt argues.

"That's another story." 

"Maybe that's the same story, just a little too late." Matt turns his head, as if he was looking at the view of passing buildings and streets.

"How do you know it?" Foggy raises his eyebrows and intently stares at Matt long enough for him to turn away from the window.

"Just a feeling." Matt says after some time, which causes Foggy's eyebrows to rise even higher.

"A feeling?"

"Yeah, a feeling. I think she has finally decided to be on the side of the law, instead of money." 

"Well, she never struck me as a person who goes around showing how rich they are. When we went to the gallery, she said that her car belonged to her dad for 10 years. A rich person would buy a new one." Foggy thinks for a moment. "But if she quits, then where she's going to work?"

"We could take her in." Matt says nonchalantly, as if he wasn't thinking about that since last night.

"Are you serious?" Foggy involuntary raises his voice, and then quickly lowers it, after receiving an angry stare from the front. "We can barely pay for Karen and for the office, I'm not even talking about us."

"Another set of helping hands would be great, Foggy." Matt leans closer to him, "she has experience, legal knowledge and resources, besides she's on a bilboard, and you know what that means for us."

"You seriously want to gain more clients by using her fame? I don't really see a correlation between you and this argument." Foggy furrows his eyebrows, sensing a hidden reason behind that statement.

"We could use real money and we both know that." Matt says, and when the words leave his mouth he starts seeing the bigger picture immediately. At first, he never saw this as business idea, his heart was craving for more contact with you, simply because he wasn't sure where you will go, and if he will get another chance at seeing you in court. Now he understood that having a famous lawyer like you might send Nelson and Murdock to another level, they might finally be able not only to pay off their debts but also help more people. Karen was a great addition to the firm, but she wasn't a real lawyer. 

"We can't fire Karen, can we?" Foggy asks cautiously.

"We'll do everything we can to keep her for as long as she wants."

"But four people, Matt. We don't have that much space."

"I'm sure we will manage somehow. If y/n agrees."

"IF she really leaves. Although after last night, I think the impossible is really possible." Foggy sighs, not sure how he feels about the whole situation, especially after the court session took such a turn today.

***

Matt waited until the city calmed down a little. The devil waited. He had to learn everything he could about your deal with Benowitz, so, of course, he came to Hogarth, Chao and & Benowitz for a little chat with dear old pal Steven. The latter was still in his office, desperately trying to save Melissa's ass, with any kind of evidence against Annie.

"That bitch is cleaner than my windows." Benowitz loudly closes his laptop and sighs heavily. "This is pointless. Everything's going down the drain." He picks up the phone and dials.

Your phone rings in your purse, one floor above Benowitz's office. You look at the screen and drop your stapler that you've been trying to fit in the last available box on your table. Taking a deep breath, you answer the phone, "Yes?"

"You in the office?" Benowitz's voice booms in your ear.

"Why?"

"Come here, we have to talk."

"Fine." You say and put your phone down, sliding scissors in the pocket of your jacket. Just in case you told yourself.

Matt internally slaps himself, because he was already lurking near Benowitz's door, and he couldn't ditch this opportunity, but he also couldn't let you meet him in the hallway like that. Your heels ring in loudly in Matt's ear, and he panics for a moment before hiding behind the pot of enormous plant near the elevator. You reach the end of the stairs, feeling uncomfortable by the thought that there are only two of you left in the whole building. With shaking hands you knock on the doors of Benowitz's office twice, gripping the scissors tightly in your pocket, so focused on your anxiety that you don't even notice a man standing behind the plant.

"Come in."

"You called?" You simply ask, lingering near the open door.

"Yes. I need you to testify tomorrow."

"For what? You know that lawyers participating in the case can't do that. Besides, I'm quitting."

Benowitz laughs out loud, but you don't move a muscle. "No, no, darling, you can't quit until the case is over. Or until I win. You see, I know too much about you to let you go so easily." He leans on his table, and you feel how your knees buckle a little.

"You know nothing about me."

"Oh, I know enough, and you-" He stands up, and closes the distance between you two, unexpectedly gripping your chin, "You knew Melissa from your previous work, right? You two were friends for a little while, and she was just a saint, yeah?" With each question, his grip tightens, Matt is already making his way towards the office, ready to step in at any moment. "You're going to confirm that Melissa didn't want to kill her husband, and Annie faked that stupid payment document, hm? And, if you refuse to do it, you're gonna end up just like Mr Dale. Understood, sweetheart?" He gets so close to you that you can barely breathe in fresh air.

Benowitz shakes your head harshly, and you force yourself to nod just so he would let go. Eventually he does, and in the heat of the moment, you grip the scissors in your pocket before taking them out and swinging at Benowitz who now has turned his back on you-

But a strong hand stops yours in the middle and the scissors fall on the floor loudly. The action makes Benowitz turn around, and he freezes upon seeing a dark figure, still holding your hand.

"What?" Benowitz stumbles back into his chair, and quickly grabs his gun from his drawer. "Freeze!"

You whimper under your breath, and Matt instinctively pulls you behind his back, as if he could shield you from the bullet. "You don't wanna do this, Steven." Matt says in a deep, low voice, stretching one hand in front of him.

"How do you know my name? Who are you?" Benowitz panics slightly. Has one of his enemies finally came to pay revenge?

You eye the man in front of you, the man who stopped you from making another terrible mistake, a man who stands here, holding his hand behind his back, as if protecting you, but who knows who this shady guy is? You keep eyeing the fallen scissors near his foot and before anything happens, you fall on your knees and try to grab them, when Matt kicks them further into the office, quickly grabbing your hand and lifting you up. "Don't."

"Let her go." Benowitz says, desperately looking for a way out, or a perfect moment to kill the intruder, but God knows he cared more about his own ass than you.

"Quit your business with Melissa Dale, or I'll send the documents of her bribing you to the public. You want to remain in the business, Benowitz?" Matt asks, pulling you closer to him in a rather harsh manner.

"You shouldn't be talking when I'm the one with a gun, Devil of Hell's Kitchen." Benowitz spits and the name rings something in your mind. You've heard the name before, somewhere in the office, but it just passed right through you.

"Oh, I'm not afraid of your little gun."

Matt pulls something from his pocket and throws it at Benowitz, knocking the gun out of his hands, and it goes off, grazing your arm. That was not what was supposed to happen. You fall on your knees again, now in terrible pain. Whole arm feels as if it was on fire, burning your skin and reaching your bones. Taking off your jacket, you look at the bleeding wound, the bullet grazed you pretty deep, and this is definitely going to leave a scar.

"You're okay, y/n?" Matt asks with a softer tone and for a moment you feel like you recognized the voice, but the sight of blood always made you a little dizzy, and you felt a panic attack storming right in-

The sweet interaction is interrupted by Benowitz slamming his chair on Matt, and the latter falls on you, knocking you out completely. Matt groans and squirms like a worm on the floor, trying to sit back down without touching you, but Benowitz launches at Matt again. This time, Matt kicks him in the knee, with such force that he possibly crushed it, and quickly standing up, puts his foot on Benowitz's chest. "You let go of this case, or I'm going after you every day, until you feel like you can't run away no more, and then I'm going to rip you apart, bone by bone, enjoying every scream that leaves your mouth, understood, sweetheart?" Matt threatens, mocking Benowitz's previous words to you, and presses his foot harder until Benowitz groans, agreeing with the devil. Matt leans closer, grabbing Benowitz's chin, "You're gonna leave her out of your mess, you hear me?"

"I can't, it's already done." Steven whimpers pathetically.

"What's done?"

"I've already filed the papers on her statement."

"Take them back, say this was a mistake, or I swear to God, you're going to regret it." Matt hisses through his teeth and lets go of the man under him, turning back to you, and quickly picking you up in a bridal style. "You tell anyone about this, and I'm exposing your sold ass to the public." Matt leaves with the final remark, but Benowitz's words still reach him near the elevator.

"She's not worth it, that scum is not worth anything you're doing for her, you hear me, you sick son of a bitch!" He shouts from his office, standing up, and looking for his gun.

Matt clicks the elevator button and thinks about what he just heard. What were you hiding?

"How do you feel?" a deep voice from behind the couch asks out of nowhere, and you jump, shitless scared.

***

You wake up in the darkness. Blinking a couple of times, you finally understand where you were - in your apartment. Sitting up from the couch, on which you were uncomfortably sprawled, you suddenly feel pain piercing right through your arm.

"What-who are you?" You ask, gripping the TV remote with your left hand, ready to throw it at the voice in the shadows.

"A friend."

"I don't have friends." You spit out, sure that Pug felt shivers down his spine at this moment, and get closer to the TV, making some distance between you and the intruder. "Show yourself."

He emerges from the dark, making no noise, as if he was not walking but floating in the air, "I'm here just to help. You've been shot."

You frantically look at your right arm, perfectly bandaged, and then look at the man again. "You did this?"

"I did. Stitch you. Not shot."

"I know who shot me, dumbass. You're that guy who attacked me. And my boss. And-" You take a good look at him, "why were you in the office?"

"Why were there scissors in your hand?"

"Don't answer to my question with another question." You were getting frustrated by this encounter.

"You were scared that he was going to hurt you, right?" The black figure asks, putting his hands in the air, showing his friendly manner.

"What's in it for you? This is my business. Besides, what are you doing here?"

"I brought you home-"

"How do you know where I live? Huh? I could call the cops right now and tell them about you. About the Devil of Hell's Kitchen. In my fucking living room." You try to threaten him.

"I would like to see you try." He simply answers, getting on your nerves.

"You think I can't keep you in here long enough?" You steal a look at the doors, plotting a suicidal plan.

"Don't work yourself up." 

"You bitc-" you throw the TV remote at him, but he skilfully catches it, grinning, but you can see only his white teeth glowing in the darkness.

"Get some rest, you don't have to worry about Benowitz anymore." Matt simply says and turns to your window to leave before you can do anything else. At the moment you catch a glimpse of his big strong figure, squeezed into a dark material, something you would definitely not call an armour or protective suit.

Sighing heavily, you close the window and check your doors before going to bed, wrapping yourself in layers of sheets, hoping that the pain will subside, and overthinking every detail you could remember until heavy slumber engulfs you.

*** 

"No, she hasn't returned yet." The man on the other side of the street of your apartment answers, eyeing the burger in his hands like a hungry cat.

"How sure are you, Miguel? I remember you performing poorly on your last job." Wesley's scolding voice rings in man's ear.

"Her car is not here, sir. She was briefly here at 4 pm, but quickly left again, haven't seen her since."

"Goddammit, it's eleven." Wesley mutters to himself, yet loud enough for Miguel to hear. "What about Vanessa?"

"Miss Marianna returned as always, at six, sir."

"Good." Wesley says, and Miguel holds his breath, waiting for a simple thank you for his work, but doesn't receive one, "Miguel, if I catch you lying, and learn that you left your post to get a fucking burger, you're gonna feel my wrath." Wesley grits the last words through his teeth and ends the phone call, frustrated with Miguel and the silent treatment he's been receiving from you. 

After few minutes of pacing in his hotel room, Wesley finally types a message and throws his phone on the bed, pouring himself a glass of whiskey. 

His phone dimly shines before it becomes black, an awkward message present on the screen: 'Haven't heard from you for a while, how are you?'

#matt murdock #matthew murdock #foggy nelson #karen page #daredevil fanfiction #marvel daredevil #netflix daredevil #daredevil #marvel #matt murdock x reader #matts superhearing complicates things for you #human disaster matt murdock #bound by law #lawyers #james wesley

[notwarriorswiki]

As far as The Broken Code goes, Ashfur is being largely replaced in role by Flametail. It is Flametail who possesses Shadowsight and wreaks havoc on the clans within Po12, and Flametail's betrayal has a large impact on the main characters within Po3.

However, let's talk about Ashfur through Omen of the Stars.

Ashfur was unique in that he was Squirrelflight's rejected romantic interest, and his fire scene is one of, if not the most iconic scene in Warrior Cats canon.

Within Po12, Ashfur has a strong dislike for Tiger's family, still bitter over the role Brambleclaw's father played in the murder of his mother. Ashfur is very close to his sister Ferncloud, and a beloved uncle to her children. Like much of ThunderClan during The New Prophecy, he scorns Brambleclaw and doesn't include him on patrols. He doesn't let Brambleclaw visit Ferncloud's kits, but he largely wouldn't stick out narratively as much of the clan does this - including Thornclaw, Dustpelt, Ferncloud, Mousefur, Spiderpaw, and even Firestar, alongside more. There's a reason Tawnypelt left here.

Ashfur himself is simple and doesn't actually want all that much initially. Many would say he wasn't "asking for much" - he wanted a beautiful mate and to raise kits. He didn't want to be deputy or be significant, rather he wanted that simple happy family that he didn't get to have. His mother died when he was young, and his father wasn't in the picture.

And then he got to know Squirrelflight! She was Firestar's daughter, and had brought the clans to a new home. She was extraordinary in every way, and for Ashfur there was no one that came close. His dream was tied to her, and every moment he got to know her more, he became more obsessed.

And yet Squirrelflight was so close to that Tigerkin. Someone as glorious as her deserved someone far better than Brambleclaw! In Ashfur's mind, he wasn't wrong for wanting to split them up - rather he was doing her a favor. An act of true love! But as Squirrelflight slipped further and further away from him, he became desperate to get rid of Brambleclaw once and for all.

Like in the books, Ashfur conspires with Hawkfrost to kill Firestar, but he's not totally loyal to Hawkfrost. His plan was to let the Tigerkin take the fall, both Hawk and Bramble being outed as the terrors they were, so he could save the day and get the girl. He'd lead a patrol straight to them, fighting off Brambleclaw, and saving Squirrelflight's father, the clan leader!

But Brambleclaw doesn't do as Ashfur expects. He doesn't kill Firestar. He saves him. He gets the glory. He gets the girl. And then he has the audacity to act humble by turning down the deputy position. Ashfur is furious, but he can't do anything without risking ThunderClan finding out his part in the plan.

And thus we reach Po3, and I largely debate how to use Ashfur. It is still planned that Lionblaze spills the secret at the Gathering, and with Ashfur having been his mentor, it might be interesting for Lion to kill him, but that requires the Fire Scene to happen.

It was initially planned that Squirrelflight falls pregnant with Alder and Spark towards the end of the series, resulting in her realizing that StarClan willfully lied to her. She's angry and confused, confronting Leafpool about this and asking if she knew. I'd still like this to happen, with some tension between the sisters. But initially Jay and Holly overhear this, and the reveal is a lot quieter.

This last part isn't about Ashfur, but I also want to note the original plan that involved Sparkfire. Sparkfire is a villain character in Po12, and attempts to kill Hollystar and in what was my rendition of The Fire Scene after largely writing out Ashfur. If I give Ashfur his Fire Scene back, the question is then if Spark keeps hers. I like the idea that she does still get it, and Hollystar has a panic attack moment of sorts during it because she is reliving one of the most horrific experiences from her young adult life. On the other hand, I'm worried people might find it repetitive.

Now we can outline some options.

Option A: Ashfur Fire Scene AND Sparkfire Fire Scene Ashfur overhears Squirrelflight and reveals the secret in the Fire Scene, rather than Squirrel volunteering it. Things play out largely the same, but Lionblaze would kill him instead of Hollyleaf. It ties to his anger issues and him later revealing the truth at The Gathering. Sparkfire would try to kill Hollystar during the end of A Vision of Shadows, seeking to unleash StarClan's full power once more upon the forest after Jayfeather had sealed them away. She believes she has been stilted by her family, and that under StarClan's eyes she could be so much more - a gifted cat like she was meant to be.

Option B: Ashfur Fire Scene Warped AND Sparkfire Fire Scene Largely the same as Option A where Ashfur overhears the sisters and reveals the secret during the fire. But instead of all of them leaving alive, Lion kills him in front of everyone by just running and shoving him off the branch and into the fire. Squirrel, Jay, and Holly are shocked. Ashfur's body is found burned alive and the clan assumes that's how he died without investigating the murder. It is self-defense in a way, but it should be an eerie and uncomfortable death for Squirrel and the Three to hide. They flee to safety still hearing his wails of pain as he burns. Include Sparkfire keeping her scene.

Option C: Ashfur Fire Scene. NO Sparkfire Fire Scene Same as Option A for Ashfur. Sparkfire would attempt to kill Hollystar in another way to avoid feeling repetitive.

Option D: Ashfur Fire Scene Warped. NO Sparkfire Fire Scene Same as Option B for Ashfur. Same as Option C for Sparkfire.

Option E: No Fire, Lion kills Ashfur. Sparkfire Fire Scene Ashfur is almost entirely removed from Squirrelflight and Leafpool's parental drama, and is instead training in The Dark Forest. Lionblaze kills him, fired up by anger and bitterness for the abuse during his apprenticeship. Clan finds him dead the next morning and Lion feels immense guilt. Ashfur is still a bad person though and goes to the Dark Forest. Sparkfire keeps her scene as in Option A as there's no need to worry about repetition.