#not me hyperfocusing on a new obsession

[pikatrainer99]

Kieran is autistic and you can't change my mind!

Okay, I KNOW that I'm not the only one who holds this headcanon...but I wanted to do an analysis on Kieran anyway, especially since my best friend @sinnohanvulpix said she'd love to see me do one. Credit to her for all the screenshots used btw. The GIFs on the other hand were either found on Google Images or created by me using gifrun.com and these YouTube videos:

I did not use my own footage for this at all...as proof here's what MY character in the game looks like...he has my real name but I tried to make him look like Orange which is why he has the orange eyes 😅

(Sorry for the bad quality btw...taking pictures of my Switch screen is hard 😅)

Okay, now without further ado, let's get started with the analysis!

First, Kieran has a CLEAR special interest in Ogerpon, he admires and looks up to her, he was obsessed with the story of the ogre, he was always trying to go to her den and meet her, he has a meltdown when Ogerpon chooses the player over him, etc. Carmine even says that Kieran "really really REALLY likes the ogre" and that made me think, "Ah! Special interest!"

And then at the end of the Teal Mask he gains a new special interest in getting stronger to beat the player...and he hyperfocuses HARD on that...to the point of it being detrimental to both his physical and mental health, as he was doing nothing but training during that time...he barely ate, barely slept, just trained...and that is not healthy. It's a rare example of media showcasing a special interest being unhealthy and absolutely CONSUMING one's life, and the consequences do actually show for it.

Kieran is very introverted and doesn't know how to make friends very well. I actually think the player is his first friend considering his surprised reaction when the player says they consider him a friend, and following this, he quickly becomes a bit...too attached to the player, as he doesn't quite understand how friendships work.

(This is also such a neurodivergent way to say "I'm so happy I finally have a friend")

He also struggles socially, as is a requirement for autistic people to qualify for a diagnosis. Kieran specifically has a hard time reading social cues, he struggles with making eye contact, he has clear anxiety when talking to people as proven by his little stutter he has at times.

(This is an adorable screenshot 🥺)

He also struggles with social and emotional processing (and might have alexithymia as well due to his sudden huge outbursts of emotion), and he also struggles with initiating conversation as well, as seen when he tries to talk to Penny at the League Club. They both have no idea how to even start a conversation with each other and it's honestly pretty adorable seeing the two quiet adorkable kids trying their best to hold conversation. I get it, you two, initiating conversation is really difficult for me too.

Also the way they try to start the conversation by talking about the weather...that's really funny and ironic to me because that's what NTs do all the time. NTs always use the weather as a small-talk conversation starter but NDs like me (and Kieran and Penny too apparently) just don't get that stuff.

(These two are so neurodivergent it's great and I love them both 🥺)

Kieran also has four in-game animations that I personally see as stimming. The first one is him tapping his fist against his hip when he's thinking or nervous.

(Focus your attention to his hand here and you'll see it.)

The second one is him playing with a strand of loose hair, usually when he's nervous.

(The little nervous side glance at the player is relatable and adorable 🥺)

The third one is a more agitated stim that he only does ONCE in the entire game...and that is tapping the front of his foot on the ground. I do that myself when I'm agitated or impatient, somehow it's comforting, especially since for some reason I really like the way my shoes sound when I tap them on the ground... especially since I got my brand new Infernape-themed shoes, they sound extra satisfying because they're brand new.

(This is not the way most people tap their foot...I've never seen an NT do it like this...only other NDs such as myself and one of my brothers)

The fourth and final one is, unfortunately, a stress stim...Kieran runs his hands very fast through his hair and it also looks like, to me anyway as someone who has self-injurious stims myself, that he is digging his nails into his scalp as well while doing that. I do something similar myself, though on top of running my hands through my hair and digging my nails into my scalp, I also pull at my hair...yeah... self-injurious stims are no joke...and I'm kinda glad Kieran's autism coding brings attention to that aspect of autism...at least in my eyes as someone who does those things myself.

(He's in so much stress here, poor kid 😔)

Another aspect of autism that I'm surprised and kinda glad that Kieran exhibits as an autistic-coded character is meltdowns and shutdowns. Kieran has actual meltdowns in the game! This is something we have never seen in such an in-your-face way in any Pokémon game, and as someone who regularly has meltdowns myself, it hit me in the feels whenever I saw him having them. His first meltdown is in the Teal Mask when he steals the Teal Mask and runs off to Loyalty Plaza where he battles the player. He yells at Carmine and the player for treating him like an outcast...which is unfortunately something that happens to a lot of autistic people, myself included. Kieran screams at the player and Carmine for for lying to him while doing his stress stim, before running up to the Lousy Three's shrine and punching it, without any regard for his safety, which is also something autistic people may do during meltdowns...I know I have no regard for my safety during mine. After that's all over he gives the mask back to the player and goes home, leaving the player to talk to Carmine alone, who says that she's worried and thinks it's just "teen angst". When I saw that I was like, "...Uh, Carmine...I don't think it's just that, I think your brother is neurodivergent and really needs a lot of help and support because he's struggling a lot right now..."

His second meltdown is also in the Teal Mask, when he wants Ogerpon to go with him but Ogerpon wants to go with the player...Kieran can't process that and doesn't understand how to take Ogerpon's feelings into account, instead demanding the player to battle him for the right to be Ogerpon's partner. He collapses on all fours after being defeated again, and it gets worse...he looks like he's crying while the player battles Ogerpon in order to catch her. After the player catches her, Kieran wonders why he can't be like the player, and runs off crying, locking himself in his room for the rest of the story. The end of the Teal Mask has him doing his stress stim while being consumed by a new special interest in a very detrimental way...that interest being becoming so strong that no one can defeat him...including the player.

Kieran's third meltdown is in the Indigo Disk, after the player defeats him in the championship match. That meltdown is a full-on cutscene, where it is CLEAR to see his spiraling mental state through the visuals, and he holds his hands on his head like he has a headache while trying to process the fact that he lost to the player AGAIN (which is also relatable as someone who struggles with processing difficulties myself...it really does give headaches and it is one of the worst feelings when I just can't process what's going on around me or the emotions I feel or anything really)...he collapses to his knees and looks like he's breathing very hard as he is so upset and distressed at this loss. It is definitely one of the most heartbreaking scenes for me because this is a CLEAR CUT MELTDOWN in my eyes and it hits me in the feels like a TRUCK to watch that cutscene.

Also, in the Terapagos fight, Kieran has a bit of a shutdown for a bit, standing there frozen, thinking he's useless and can't do anything right (which is relatable as I have regular shutdowns as well, and I also constantly feel like I'm a failure of a human being who can't do anything right)...but let me tell you, when the player finally gets him to snap out of it and convinces him to help and he opens his eyes revealing that the light is back in his eyes as well as visible tears...I cheered (and teared up myself). My boy was back, and I was so happy.

(When I first saw the tears I was like, "NOOOO don't cry Kieran! 😢)

Also in the Indigo Disk, Kieran seems completely different and "no longer like his usual self". His autistic traits are (mostly) nowhere to be seen as he becomes much more serious, angry, assertive,and aggressive. I personally see this as a persona he puts on by masking, which is common for autistic people to do. I myself can't mask, but Kieran definitely seems to be masking here by putting on this persona in order to get stronger and seem stronger as a person as well. This is NOT his real self, this is a FACADE!

We see him start to drop the mask again in Area Zero when he says it seems like they're in a spy movie or something and how cool that is, but once the crack in his mask is pointed out he immediately puts it back on.

After everything in the under depths ends, and you go back to Blueberry Academy, he drops the mask again completely, and goes back to his real, adorkable, relatable self...and stays that way from then on, which made me so relieved and happy.

(This is my favorite cutscene in the entire DLC because of how adorable it is and also how neurodivergent Kieran is being here while apologizing for all he did 🥺)

In conclusion, I think Kieran is a great example of an autistic-coded character who has many relatable traits, and also does a good job showcasing some of the more "unpleasant and challenging behaviors and traits" (NTs use that terminology a lot, not me... that's how NTs unfortunately view NDs a lot of the time) of autism. I used to be afraid of him during the post-Teal Mask pre-Indigo Disk era but that was my trauma and PTSD talking (I talked about the emotional rollercoaster Kieran's story arc took me on in another post from last year after I finally worked up the courage to play the Indigo Disk...feel free to check that out too if you'd like). Now though I can wholeheartedly say that I love and appreciate Kieran a lot as a character, and his relatability is definitely a big part of why he is a big comfort character for me now (please Pokémon put him in Pokémon Masters EX, PLEASE I will literally cry from joy if he gets added to the game)!

Hope you all enjoyed this autistic person's analysis of yet ANOTHER autistic-coded character in Pokémon! I know I had A LOT to say but that just proves how relatable Kieran is, and I love him for that. Let me know what you think and if I missed anything in the comments below!

#pokemon #pokemon scarlet and violet #pokemon sv dlc #pokemon kieran #the teal mask #the indigo disk #mochi mayhem #post mochi mayhem #kieran is adorable and relatable #he's autistic your honor #and nothing can tell me otherwise #i know i'm not the only one with this headcanon #but i wanted to analyze kieran anyway #because i can #actually autistic #autism headcanons #pika's headcanon #long post #pika talks #Youtube

[infinitegalahad]

AMERICAN PROMETHEUS AND HIS ATHENA - CHAPTER ONE

Pairing: J. Robert Oppenheimer x Female Identifying! Reader Summary: In the fall of 1939, You are an incoming freshman at Berkeley. Despite your love for literature and the pressure of your parents, you begrudgingly enroll in a Physics course. There you meet J. Robert Oppenheimer; your professor turned into your best friend and most importantly, your lover. Word Count: 4.5k Warnings: Nothing major, minus the huge age gap. The reader is 18, and Oppenheimer is at least thirty. Everything is legal and consensual. If this bothers you, please do not read it; thank you! Notes: gonna be a long note, so strap in folks. so i have this tendency to get hyperfocused on a piece of media, get my little gremlin hands on any piece of media about it, devour said piece of media, and then poop out 5k+ words in under 24 hours due to my obsession. this happened two years ago with safin from no time to die, and let me just say that it goes to show that history is a sick cycle. not sick, I'm just literally insane. lol, anyways! here's some lore. last Sunday i saw oppenheimer and thought it was a masterpiece! i also love cillain murphy too, so that's a massive bonus. the next day, i bought american prometheus. i started reading it on tuesday, and finished it on Friday. if you haven't read it, please go read it. the book is impossible to put down, and a lot of characterization of robert and other characters come from the movie, but mainly the novel. this fic is heavily researched. this fic is also very dark too, and the content is...yeah. the age gap is very massive and while legal, very taboo, so please keep this in mind. there will be dark content in this story so be warned. trigger warnings will be in the beginning of every chapter. this is on my tumblr and ao3 as well. here is a playlist i made while writing this , if that does anything. my masterlist is also at work too; the new and updated version will be out next chapter. <a href="url">add yourself to the taglist if you are interested</a>. thanks for reading and i hope you enjoy.

There are people talking, and while they are close, their voices are nothing but mindless mutters.

Despite how much they had to drink, the buzz managed to slow their thoughts yet made them somewhat aware of their surroundings. If you tried, not like they really wanted to, you could point out every little detail around them–all small things, meaningless and unimportant, in the vast growing universe. 

The uneven vintage ski portrait on Hatomi’s side of the room, the dim light covered by the French literature nights on the window sill, the light of the moon in boxy shapes across the aged wooden door, your feet sticking out underneath the blanket and the cool air bringing goosebump to your toes, the heat of your flashlight against your cheek; it’s all so small. 

You’ve known Hatomi, your roommate at Berkeley, for the last week. A Japanese American from Davis, she’s a lover of literature like you, albeit you’re more into Russian and American literature than French. Both of you have concluded that you are different but are different enough to put those said differences aside to be friends. Hatomi, unlike you, is smiley and bright, the type to make a conversation not as awkward. She’s made many friends, some of whom are yours, and you’re thankful for her. In your orientation week at Berkeley, she’s helped you break out of your shell, and you’ve gone around campus and to parties to get out and meet people.

As thankful as you are for Haotmi, you are not very thankful about her bringing in some guy into the room without making it clear and having full-blow sex. Hatomi tries to keep her moans contained, but the slapping and grunts from the man beneath are not in any way contained or quiet. He’s as loud as possible, and you can identify him from one of the many parties you’ve been to, but all of them in your state become a gradual blur. 

There’s a visible outline of the two through your quilt. Hatomi’s on top, and said the man is on the bottom with messy hair. He’s got a hand on her hip, and she nudges forward, her body moving forward. It makes you feel even lonelier than you already feel, but it's not intentional, but it’s certainly a jab. Hatomi cries his name, an emphasis on the end of his name. 

You haphazardly try to catch his name, but end up forgetting it, the alcohol from earlier helping sing you to sleep. 

–

It soon became a cycle—the whole lot of it. 

You’d wake up at seven for your eight in the morning English class. Then you’d head to your philosophy class from nine-thirty to ten-thirty before heading to lunch at eleven. After that break, then comes your Greek class from twelve to one. Then it’s physics. 

It’s not that you don’t like physics. Actually, you love it—the concept is fascinating. The movement, gravity, and being a small thing in the grand scheme of the infinite universe is a topic you could dive into for hours on end. And not to mention, you have a burning hatred for the mathematics of it. You know you can do introductory algebra, but that’s where you draw the line. Calculus and all of that is too advanced. You can do it; at the bare minimum. 

Your class is not that big. It’s your smallest class with ten students, all intrigued by a fascinating professor. 

The first time you met him, he stood by the chalkboard with a huff of smoke following behind him. He wore a dark gray tweed suit and had thick, coarse hair which was wild, maintained with gel. He was tall but not towering and rather slender. With the bluest eyes you had ever seen, you knew that this man was a character; not to mention, he also looked intelligent. 

And that he was. 

Dr.Oppenheimer was the reason you started actually to love physics. Not like, love. He was not an easy teacher; he was complex but rewarding. He took the concept of physics and made it more interesting than it already was, adding another dimension to it that you didn’t think was possible. 

Instead of the class being a lecture, Oppenheimer discussed the fundamental forces and philosophy. He, like you, enjoyed how physics interacted with the classical world. With a cigarette in one hand and a piece of chalk in another, and in his velvety voice, Oppenheimer taught something along the lines of the cosmic universe or the quantum tunnel and would look to his students for their input, arguments, questions, or their voice to the topic. 

You know, or thought he knew, that you weren’t the best at physics, but could always add a philosophical or insight on how physics affects both in the modern and classical world. Sometimes in class, the two of you would dive into a conversation. Oppenheimer would give you a serious loo, staring directly at you with his bright blue eyes. You could have sworn they were the bluest eyes you had ever seen, in which you were. As you challenge you, Oppenehiemr would stare, blowing the occasional puff of smoke. You could see him smile, but maybe that was a part of your imagination. 

Physics was complicated, but not only did you enjoy the class for Oppenheimer, but you also look at Oppenheimer. You would not have said it initially, but he did come and was attractive to you. He looked serious, older, and cold; which all remained true, but he was also intelligent, and that was the most attractive thing to you. His intelligence made him overall even more handsome than he already was. With this new found elevation, you soon began to find everything he did attractive. It became a slight distraction, but it was enough to make you leave class with pink cheeks and smile to yourself all giddy. The fantastical thoughts of “what if” played in your mind, making going to sleep a little easier than it usually it. 

–

On Monday, Oppenheimer deemed that your class was heading into the “most brutal” and “nightmare-causing”  fundamental force of Physics; Quantum Mechanics. 

He also declared it was one of his favorite micro topics in Physics and, in his mind, “not too difficult if you truly look into it.”

 Everyone got a horrible gut feeling in their stomachs. 

Oppenheimer was blunt and did not sugarcoat, which was a fair warning to his class. Quantum Mechanics took everything that was horrible about Physics and made it increasingly worse. Wavefunctions, Eigenstates, Quantum Measurement, and all the new equations hit you like a frictional force. And it began to show on your assignments. 

Your normal average in the class was an A- (with Oppenheimer giving you an E for “exceptional effort”) hanging off the side of a cliff, but this new topic dragged your average down with massive magnetic force. Soon, your average became a B-. Homework assignments and reading responses leaned towards a B, while your test and quizzes averaged at failing or border failing. You felt relieved that one of your quizzes on Bra-Ket Notation came back as a C+. 

Oppenheimer was writing on the board, finishing a Heisenberg Uncertainty Principle equation on the board. He looked at the clock, knowing that class was going to end soon. Putting his chalk down and burning the small amount of his cigarette on the ashtray, he reached for a large stack of his papers. Most had red handwriting with circles, arrows, and question marks. A heavy wave of anxiety hit the class as a perpetual sigh raised. 

You could have sworn Oppenheimer stared directly at you. The vast blue eye started to haunt you, but you convinced yourself it was your mind playing tricks. You turned to one of your neighborhoods and sighed, shaking your head. 

“I understand you are all eager to receive back the recent test on the basic equations of Quantum Mechanics. I have taken my time grading each one and you will see why it looks like a long time,” Oppenheimer noted, with a tinge of dark comedy and sarcasm in his voice. He didn’t look up at the class as he walked around, gently putting each paper on the desk. Each paper he put down made a student who was having a good day a very not good day.

Between the heavy sighs and whispers between the students, you gulped as Oppenheimer passed your desk. He looked down for a split second and put your paper down. He pointed to the red writing right where you had written your name before moving on. Gathering yourself, you grabbed the test, and not your shock, was disappointed. 

Out of forty-five points, you had only gotten nine. It was a new low you had hit in the class. It seemed like it would keep getting lower. Everything was far from right, and he gave those points only because you tried by writing a passage by each equation explaining what you had tried to replicate, knowing it was very wrong. 

You skimmed the front, noticing the red writing on top. He wrote your name in cursive, and you would hear him say it, asking you to “please” meet him. 

And then the bell rang. People talked amongst themselves and gathered their things as they headed out of the classroom. You sat there and sighed, visibly upset. You weren’t going to cry, but you felt like it. You tried not to show it as you began to gather your books, covering the physics test, preparing to get up. 

“Y/n.”

You freeze and look up. Oppenheimer has been leaning on his desk, looking at you like a dashing Spectre. He puts his hands in his pockets and slowly begins to walk towards you. 

“Is this a good time to talk?”

Hearing the word talk made your stomach turn. You look up at him and clasp your hands together, nodding. You feel your left leg begin to shake. 

“Yes, Dr.Oppenheimer.”

Oppenheimer made his way over and stood beside you, leaning on the side of a desk, looking down at you. He took a quick glance at your shaking leg before looking back at you.

“You’re not in trouble.” 

You didn’t verbally acknowledge him, but you took a contained sigh and stopped shaking your thigh, paying full attention to the attractive older man. 

“I want to preface this conversation that you, Y/n, are one of this class’s most active and enjoyable students. Your participation and observation add onto the lesson, helping others around you, and even myself, learn more about Physics,” Oppenheimer said with high praise. He had a regalness to his soft voice. You felt your cheeks burn, containing your smile as you quietly thanked him. You watched his hands fidget inside of his pants pocket. 

“As talented and educated as you are in Academia, especially Physics, I notice you don’t do well on tests and exams. Everything else is excellent, and your effort is always there. However, with tests,” Oppenheimer moved his hand downwards, “It’s all negative. When I got your first test, I found it hard to believe it was your work. But then it all made sense.” 

“Now understand, Y/n, I am not mad or upset. I am worried. I can see there is an act of force, which is your anxiety. I do believe this is something we can work on–” Oppenheimer clearly explained. He saw your shoulders lower, relieve your tension had disappeared, “--Together, outside of the academic setting.”

“Like one-on-one?” You questioned. 

Oppenheimer nodded, “Yes, just the two of us. It would be an hour and a half to an hour, nothing more and nothing less.”

Hearing “just the two of us” made your mind go to wild places. You bit your tongue and squeezed your clasped hands together. You smiled, “Yes, of course. I think this would help a lot.”

“Now tell me, what is your availability? I understand you are busy.”

You shrugged your shoulders. You were busy but also could make time for a lot of spare time. 

“I can do any time work, preferably if you are okay with Friday afternoons,” You brainstormed, thinking about your schedule, “I know you teach a graduate class in the morning, and I have Greek at the same time.”

Oppenheimer furrowed his eyebrows, intensely studying your appearance.

“Friday afternoons?” He questioned, “Don’t you want to be with your friends and not have to worry about work? I understand your drive, Y/n, but I don’t want it to mix with your limited downtime. I hear you are an excellent student, and this is a very fixable grade. I rather you create a balance than an offset. 

While an average first-year would rather skip meeting with a Professor on Friday Afternoons, it didn’t bother you. Getting your grade up in Physis was very important. Education in your family was everything and meant a lot to you. Seeing a C with A’s and A-’s made you feel incomplete. You needed to feel complete. 

“Dr.Oppenheimer, thank you for your concern. I insist that Fridays work as well. Mondays through Tuesdays, I’m either studying or leading other study groups for my other classes. If you are worried about my social life, I can assure you that I do get out of the dorm and library with my friends,” You reassured the older man, “Besides, the whole party scene is really not my scene. I’ve seen enough parties at Berkeley to be okay with missing them. If Fridays don’t work, I will work with your time.”

“Fridays work well for me as they work well for you,” Dr.Oppenheimer concluded. He looked at the clock above his desk before looking at you, “How do Fridays at 5 pm sound?”

“Perfect timing, Dr.Oppenheimer. Shall we meet here?”

Oppenheimer rubbed his index and middle finger on the temple of his head, “Well if you are comfortable, I’d rather congregate at my house rather than the classroom since we will be out of the Academic Day.”

Taken aback by the bold move, your lips made a subtle “o” shape. You squeezed your hands together, contemplating. His house, where he slept, ate, and did other things that were not fit for the academic setting? This made your imagination run wild—the idea of being in his house, just you and him, fed into your fantasy. 

“My house is on Shasta Road. It’s right off the campus. It’s a short walk. However, if you are not comfortable, especially late at night walking home alone, then I can–” 

“Dr.Oppenheimer,” You insisted. He stopped speaking and looked at you, waiting for you to speak.

You stuttered, feeling the heat up your throat to your face, “It is okay. Friday at 5 pm at your house is perfect. The walk will help me clear my mind before tackling the equations.”

Oppenheimer studied your features for a second before coughing and putting his hands together, “So, it’s settled. We will meet tomorrow then. Thank you for your time, y/n.”

As Oppenheimer began to head back to his desk, you stood and gathered your books, ready to head to your Greek class. You could feel how hot your face was, but you couldn’t imagine how red and embarrassing you looked. 

“Thank you, Dr.Oppenheimer. 

Scurrying to leave the classroom in a flustered state, one of your books falls over. It makes a loud slamming noise into the ground. You’ve got a solid amount of books in your hand, varying in topic and weight. Turning around, you are about to awkwardly bend down to pick up the book, but Oppenheimer has beaten you to it. His presence scared you at first. He’s holding the ivory, aged book, examining the cover and back. You stand two inches away from him as you cradle your books, not wanting to say something to disrupt him. 

“Sentimental Education. Is this for class or pleasure?” Oppenheimer inquired. He looked back at you as he placed it on top of your books. He saw the one below, your Greek textbook, was sticking out and about to fall. He made sure to push it in to balance the books and make sure you didn't fall over. 

Not that you were complaining about falling over since he would have to catch you. You cursed at your wild imagination. 

You let out a long uhm before declaring it was for class. More specifically, your English class of The French Adventure: Word, Sound, and Image taught by Mr.Chevalier. But it was unimportant. It was a good book, albeit obscure. Oppenheimer probably thought you were some idiot for both failing a test and reading some silly book. He probably wondered why you were even in a physics class to begin with. 

“Do you like it?” He questioned. 

“Yes, a lot,” You expressed, “It’s the second book we’ve read, but so far my favorite. It was ahead of its time,” You go red, “And even for this time. I don’t know what I’m saying even, my parents made me read it in high school.”

Oppenheimer made a noise of approval, placing his hands on his hips, “Well, it shows that your parents wanted you to be well-rounded, and here you stand at one of the best public universities in the world. So I would say you do know what you are saying since I fully agree.” 

The compliment made you want to make some happy noise, but you bite your lip. You nodded your head and naked it, knowing it came out as a mumble. Everything you said felt super embarrassing. 

“Y/n, I understand you have class,” Oppenheimer cut to the point, “But if you ever want a book recommendation, come to me. I’ve been looking for someone who understands.”

“Understand?” You asked, dumbfounded. 

“Someone who both understands and enjoys art.”

“Oh,” is all you can manage to say. You smile and hold your books closer, “Well, I should-”

“You should-” Oppenheimer highlighted, hands on his hips, “I shouldn’t keep you.”

You wanted to protest that he should, but you didn’t. As you made your way to the door, you looked back. There he stood in his slender and regal form, hands on his hips. For a cold man who never looked happy, he did. You could have sworn his eyes had a spark to them that made them brighter. You felt brighter too. 

On your way out, he froze and looked at you again, and gave a small smile. 

You smiled back. 

–

It’s 4:50pm.

Your mother always said it was better to be very early than to be very late. Those words guided you through life, following you from home to high school to Berkeley. 

After class, you spent the hour getting ready. Taking a shower, you made sure to look your best with low effort. You didn’t want it to appear that you were trying to look good, even though you wore it. Putting on something very casual, you made sure to wear yourself nicely and even added a sweet touch of Chanel Coco perfume that your father had gotten for you in France for your high school Graduation. 

You walk up the hill and spot the house, recognizing the numbers on the mall box. The house is well sized and has the architecture of a craftsman. It’s hidden by numerous large plants and bushes, which you take a second to admire as you walk to the door. Eventually, you reach the door and hesitate to knock. Check your watch, it’s 5:52pm. If he’s busy, you can wait. 

There’s no point in knocking since you can hear the lock on the door unlock. As you put your hands behind your back, the door opens and it reveals Oppenheimer. He looks weirdly normal and this comforts you. He swaps his flannel suit jacket for a white oxford button up with dark slacks. The top button of the shirt is unbuttoned, and in one hand he has a cigarette, in which he is trying to successfully hide. 

“Dr.Oppenheimer,” You greeted with a small smile, squeezing your hands behind your back. 

You could swear you saw a small quirk at the side of Oppenheimer’s mouth. He stands to the side. 

“Y/n, welcome,” He greets. You quietly thank in as you walk in, standing to the side as you clutch onto your brown leather alligator bag with your textbook and notebook. 

“How was the walk?”

“Not bad. It’s nice outside. I’m sorry if I’m early, it’s a bad habit-”

“No need to apologize. It is a good habit. It will serve you well,” Oppenheimer praised once again as he led you into the kitchen. You hadn't been alone with him, let alone in his own house, but he was different. Around others, he was cold and calculated to a tee. But around you, something felt warm and strangely comforting. 

When walking to the kitchen, you catch a glimpse of his house. It feels rather empty, and in a way, very melancholic. 

The kitchen is simple and small. For a California one story however, the kitchen can fit more than two, maybe three. 

“Sit,” Oppenheimer subtly commands. It’s not an intentional command, but upon hearing this, you immediately sit down on the nearest chair. As you pull out your textbook and notebook with some pens and pencils, you can see Oppenheimer rummaging through the fridge and grabbing two glasses. 

“Do you drink?”

You're in the middle of opening your notebook. You look down and lick your lips. 

“Yes.”

He doesn’t respond and proceeds to make whatever drink he is making. You sit there and swing your legs back and forth, waiting in silence minus the shaking and pouring. 

“Speak to me,” Oppenheimer announces. You look at his back as he makes the drink. Once again, he’s slender, but yet strong and vibrant in his appearance, “Go to the first page of your test. Read the equation.” 

You feel lucky Oppenheimer’s turned since your cheeks, like yesterday, have gone to a light pink. 

Obeying his words that feel like a command that you are more than happy to accept, you grab your test and open to the first page to read the first question. 

“Consider a particle in a one-dimensional potential well of width of L and infinite potential barriers at its edges. The potential inside the well is given by V(x)=0 for 0<x<L0<x<L and V(x)=∞V(x)=∞ for x < 0 x<0 and x>Lx>L,” You read out, “The Hamiltonian operator for this system is H; where x is the mass of the particle. Find the allowed energy eigenvalues and corresponding eigenfunctions for this system.”

“A fundamental. Now, tell me your answer.” 

You get your pen and calculator out, placing it at your side. “I started with the Time-Independent Schrödinger Equation and substituted v(x) for the kinetic energy term. Then I tried to solve and it, uhm-”

Not only were the calculations for your test both difficult to answer and hard to process, but having Oppenheimer stand right behind you further proved to be a brain block. He was only an inch away from you as he had leaned to look at your paper, a hand on the back of your sheet which scraped your warm back. You had been so caught on the equation that you hadn't noticed he was an inch behind you, breathing down your neck. Thank god there had been a table since your legs began to shake; a combination of raw anxiety and pure adrenaline. 

You started to write the equation into your calculator, pressing down on each button. Scribbling away at your notebook, you felt his warm breath down your throat. Just as you wrote the solution, you felt him smell behind your ear and into your hair. You had sprayed some perfume there, which was a habit of yours. He leaned into, gentle and careful not to touch you, taking in the airy and smooth feminine scent. Not protesting, you finished your solution and let him bask, all while basking his cold yet comforting presence.

 “The corresponding eigenfunctions are: ∣ψn⟩= Asin⁡(nπxL)∣ψ n ⟩ =Asin( Lnπx ),” You gulped. You felt his warm presence move back, yet his hand remained on the chair. You pushed a piece of hair back, “I guess it’s not too different from my old answer. It’s right, it’s just-”

“The math piece of it,” Oppie pointed out, “Well, there was no issue here. With your calculator of course.”

“Yes,” You chuckled to yourself and looked at the big device. It really did help.

“Use it more,” Oppenheimer said, “Don’t be scared too. Math is not everyone’s strong suit; including mine.”

You smiled at him as he sat in the chair next to you. 

“I don’t know if you drank from our conversation earlier, but I made you a martini,” Oppenheimer said. You looked at it and picked up the drinking, examining the liquid. 

“Oh, thank you. I do, just the…better stuff,” You thanked with a small confession. You took a sip and let the strong liquid ooze down your throat. It was excellent, in which you proceeded to drink more. 

Oppenheimer leaned back in his chair and smiled to himself. He wanted to make sure you didn’t see that, but you did. 

For the next hour, the two of you talked about your test. Each question you read out, and he helped you with the math, but overall you were able to solve most of it. It wasn’t perfect, but it was progress. He seemed pleased, and you were as well.

Once you had finished going over the test, you sighed and leaned back leisurely from both Oppenheimer's presence Martini. 

“Well, thank you, Dr.Oppenheimer. This has been short, yet helpful.”

He crossed his arms as he also leaned back, “Of course, I’m pleased to hear.”

There was a silence before you looked at your watch and grabbed your books. 

“It’s 6pm. I’m sure you’ve got things to do, I should go-”

“I’ve only got dinner to make. Chicken, peas, and potatoes,” Oppenheimer said. He smoked another cigarette, which made you wonder how many he smoked a day. You focused on his chapped lips and the way they lightly held the cigarette, sucking in and dragging out ashen smoke. 

“Say, would you like to stay for dinner? There's plenty for two.”

The task made you blink a few times to make sure this wasn’t one of your fantastical thoughts late at night as a way to soothe you to bed. You opened your lips in an attempt to create a coherent response. 

“I can make you another Martini, even show you.”

You knew you were red, but it clearly to him did not matter. 

“Yes, I’d love-would be happy to stay for dinner, Dr.Oppenheimer.” You said, very flattered.

A slow exhale released a veil of smoky allure, as if the very air itself surrendered to Oppenheimer’s fiery elegance.

“If you are staying over for dinner from now on, please, call me Robert.” 

#carrie writes #cillain murphy #cillian murphy x reader #oppenheimer #oppenheimer x reader #robert j oppenheimer #robert j oppenheimer x reader #cillian murphy imagine #cillian murphy fanfiction

[astercontrol]

little story about why i will never be good at lucid dreaming

be me, in college, circa 2001

talk to someone else who is taking a psychology course or something which is focused on dreams

they tell me their class is having them keep a dream journal

professor assured them that even if they don't usually dream or remember their dreams, they can teach themselves to do so

all they have to do is repeatedly tell themselves "tonight i will have a dream and i will remember it" and they will

sounds fake but ok

i am not taking a class that makes me keep a dream journal

but i am an obsessive star trek TOS fan and my sex drive is disturbingly hyperfocused on spock

want to have sex with spock SO BAD.

dream about him all the time but my brain is a tease, never gets all the way and the dreams just leave me frustrated

so i think this new technique might be worth a try

start repeating to myself "tonight I will have a dream about having sex with spock and i will remember it."

that night i dream

TECHNICALLY about having sex with spock

but not about me doing it.

i am already deep in fandom, writing fanfic about this man on the regular

so this is not the first time i dreamed about his gorgeous ass getting laid by someone else

but this is the first time it was Mulder from the X Files

wtf. I HAVE NEVER EVEN WATCHED THE X FILES

and in this dream, i did not even get to watch it happen?

just heard about it, second or third hand

I Am Frustrated. Again.

trying to complain to the manager of my subconscious

whining to every humanoid projection in my brain that'll listen

until one of them turns to me and says

"but… you ARE Mulder."

i wake up

…fml

conclusion: my brain hates me and also follows Fae Rules. this explains more about my life than I want to think about.

#NoTron AnyVirus #spock #star trek tos #college stories #dreams

[kitsunefyuu]

I got in an argument with two bkdk shippers AT THE SAME TIME on a thread on twitter and it was just.... DELUSINAL

Sorry if this bothers you, I just need to share this with someone else cuz I'm so shocked after that.... If you don't want to post this then don't.

I thought that I knew how they can be but having a direct confrontation made left me literally SHOCKED because I've never encountered & talked with people so onto something to the point that they misunderstand what they read with their own eyes.

They claimed that Bakugo and Izuku's character developement only happeneds when they are together wich is just SO WRONG. For Bakugo you could argue that it is like that because he learns to calm down and accept other ppl but with Izuku it is clear as hell that it's not the case. Take vigilante deku arc as an exampre, take those last chapters as an example of Izuku's developement that is not done alongside Bakugo's.

But what actually shocked me the most was the "Bakugo saw All Might's vestige so he must be inside ofa" but it didn't go in the direction you might think it went.

Instead of saying that he still has ofa embers left or something the guy who started the thread with their bkdk ramblings said that it was confirmed by Hori that Bakugo has no embers left and that the reason why he can join the vestige realm is because his "feeligs of love" broke the rules of ofa. Wdym broke the rules of ofa you ask? Well he was bringing up the panel in which it was explained Afo's plan to steal ofa by using Tomuras hatred. Yeah. That is how Bkg "broke" ofa's rules. Bc if Afo is "enhanced" by hatred, whatever this means, it has NEVER happened nor implied, then ofa's rule for new users to be passed on/someone to exist in the realm can be affected by love. This was never even implied to be able to happen. It's just bullshit. HE AIN'T COMING BACK THIS ARC LET HIM STAY PASSED OUT WHAT DO U HAVE WITH HIM AND LET IZUKU HAVE CHARACTER DEVELOPEMENT WITH TENKO

I SHOULD'VE SAID THIS TO THEM BUT I DIDN'T CUZ I COULDN'T CONTINUE WRITING TO TWO FRIKIN ANNOYING, DELULU PPL AT THE SAME TIME.

They ended up telling me that I didn't read the manga. Yeah, sure, I didn't read.

Oh and the guy that rambled about bkdk had 'proshipper' in his bio so, yeah, he was already disgusting.

And it seems that the other bkdk's also think the same delusions bc this is what I found on another unrelated post: "Soooo Izuku going to share Explosion Quirk with Kacchan. This really have sense, he losing every Quirk he have but Kacchan went to OFA alive, since Deku will not lose OFA but only OFA quirk he can share Explosion Quirk since Kacchan break OFA rules."

Frickin delusional

Sorry if I bothered you.

And this is why I just avoid talking to BkDk shippers or interacting with anyone on twitter in general. Sorry twitter users I know you need to rely on it but I draw the line at interacting with insane people. You should just block them there no reason to debate them.

On another note, Proshipper was originally meant to just say for shipping. As in leave people alone and let them ship, it other people who turned it into problematic ship. Just wanted to clear that up since it feels like Anti's have took something meant to be about being inclusive into something disgusting, and people with bad intentions ran with it. It sad.

Now back to BkDk, don't worry most of these delusional people aren't going to stay long. With how shallow and delusional their love for the series is they will eventually run out of steam once the series in. That's my hope anyway, love or hate the DFO theory but at the least the people in the fandom are actually talking about the plot and story.

While BkDk are only hyperfocused on their ship to the point of obsession. Ignoring everything that contradicts it like you can enjoy a ship and not be insane about it. I like TdDk but you don't see me trying to twist canon into something unrecognizable for it. As I know it not end game nor is romance even important.

It's a shonen manga first. Romance is not it main goal or purpose, again it's twitter. Just ignore them or block them. They aren't worth your time at ALL, your mental health will thank you for it.

#anti bkdk #Anti bakudeku #my hero academia #boku no hero academia #yoly's talks #waywardmongergoopzine

[gale-gentlepenguin]

Gale's Thoughts: Derision

So the new Episode dropped a bombshell. It revealed just how much Marinette's past impacted her.

And before I write out everything

I will be talking the Good and the Bad

Spoilers obviously

So to make this as simple as possible.

Chloé bullied Marinette for years. While most of the school students were terrified of Chloé. Even the teachers and Principal were afraid to do ANYTHING regarding Chloé. Considering how much influence her father as Mayor had.

Socqueline was like an older protective sister to Marinette. During this time, Marinette developed a crush on Kim, his Himbo butt. Chloé found out about that and used it as an opportunity. Using Kim's inability to tell when something is too far, goes along with Chloé's idea for a prank.

This results in Marinette thinking Kim was serious about a relationship only to be offered a box full of bugs and causing her to fall into a pool as Chloé mocked her. Thus explaining Marinette's MASSIVE trauma on trust and why she plans out everything, why she distrusts any friend of Chloé and why she must know everything about someone before she can let herself confess.

Now this is sort of crucial as it explains why Marinette is how she is. As well as why even though things are going great with Adrien she cant fully embrace it.

Lets start with

THE GOOD:

This allows us to explain a lot of Marinette's insecurity and mistrust. Marinette wanting to NEVER let herself be caught off guard also explains why she is so gunho about planning everything. It also give support on why she was so HARSH to Adrien in Origins. He embodies nearly everything she swore to be against falling for. Mysterious boy, Friend of Chloé, and hiding things. Adrien was Marinette's antithesis as a person to fall for... YET SHE DOES ANYWAY. Showing how good of a person Adrien is, and how Marinette's heart can feel that truth within her. It also explains why Marinette was so obsessive in learning EVERY single thing she could about adrien. It wasnt because she was obsessive or hyperfocusing, she was so traumatized from the pool incident she never wants to be caught in such a position again.

This also goes to show how Socqueline was more of an impactful person to Marinette. But does make me question why she would not even be MENTIONED in season 1 (aside from the obvious that this was tacked on this season). But also explains why Marinette keeps her hair like that, as a sign of respect to Socqueline.

This also shows how great Adrien and Marinette are together. Adrien is ready to defend Marinette, and he is willing to go to great lengths to protect her. (Even kill). It was great to see Adrien be so understanding and wanting to make sure she is comfortable every step of the way. And it just adds so much to Origins.

The Bad:

It really just makes almost everyone else involved seem really awful.

Chloé and Sabrina being such awful people to her that you would think Marinette would NEVER let them touch a miraculous, even if she was desperate. Kim too but... she never initially chose Kim and/or likely repressed that trauma filled moment as a mental defense mechanism. But definitely doesnt explain Chloé and Sabrina.

Damocles, Mendeleiev and even Sabine dont come off that good. Sabine only getting a few points by having Socqueline step in to watch over Marinette. Now I heard its hard to change schools in paris, but I think after 3 F***ING years Sabine and Tom would havve done something. So it really doesnt seem good here.

It also really lampoons all of season 2 and 3 for chloé's development. All those appeals of genuine emotion. Nope, always evil and vile. The fact Marinette and the rest of the class even TOLERATED Chloé is straight CAP.

Kim also just loses a ton of likability here. I dont care how oblivious you are, WHY would you think Marinette would enjoy a prank at HER expense, especially when suggested by someone like Chloé? Did Kim really not get Chloé was evil?

This episode also makes episodes such as Animaestro so much worse. Marinette KNEW Chloé's type of pranks and still went along with it. Like even if you repress that traumatic event, the 3+ years of bullying. Marinette's reason for NOT choosing her in Loveater suddenly feels WAY more justified and NOT a mistake. Girl has trauma.

Marinette's empathetic nature towards Chloé now seems completely foolish. Anyone that knew Chloé should be convinced she is a hell spawn.

The fact Lila is friends with Chloé should put everyone on red alert.

This really makes me wonder how Marinette can even be remotely understanding of Chloé. It also makes Maledikator SO MUCH WORSE. Everyone was completely valid in Partying. Like damn.

Though ignoring Chloé, I guess the main thing is that this flashback brings up things that clash so hard with previous seasons and episodes. In origins, it made it seem like marinette had no friends. But in truth, Marinette did have a friend, even if she wasnt in the same year. I know not everyone knows of the prank going too far thanks to Socqueline, but Kim seemed more than happy to talk about the prank. You dont think word spread through his dumbass mouth?

______________________________________________________________

Overall the episode brings up a lot of interesting tidbits about Marinette's character and is a net gain for the Adrinette relationship. But at the cost of previous canon and brings forth more problems than it solves.

I wish this was actually a two part episode where we could have gotten more to flesh things out. Maybe explain that Marinette feels guilty over Socqueline being suspended and stopped talking to her for a while. Or maybe that after the big prank. Socqueline showed up to Chloé's place and told her to back off since now there was NOTHING holding her back from an ass beating. There is more I feel like could have been done.

#ml #gale thoughts #miraculous ladybug #derision #ml derision spoilers #ml critical

[nerdnag]

🥤🔪🐝

🥤 ⇢ recommend an author or fanfic you love

I already recommended @wherefore-whinnies tgaa fic recently! Then there is a fe3h Hubert fic by @quillfulwriter that I read recently and which I really enjoyed. And omg a tgaa fic called Truth or Dairy I loved which is about Gina and Ashley!

There are so many more but these were the first I called to mind!

🔪 ⇢ what's the weirdest topic you researched for a writing project?

Aah I've already answered this one, but... Hmm... I'll say palm reading this time!

🐝 ⇢ tag your biggest supporter(s) and say one nice thing about them

Someone else also asked me this! So I'll split the answer! And for this one I'll tag @alienducky who not only has been a very loyal reader ever since we first got to know each other (through a fanfic!!) but also has written a lot of stuff with me and followed me into several of my new hyperfocuses and obsessions! 😁 We have known each other for around 6 years now which is honestly crazy, and even though we sometimes go long periods without talking much, she's the kind of friend who's always there cheering me on ❤️

#Ask a nerd #Ask game

[jitterbugjive]

in other news, I have been insanely hyperfocused on Doctor Whooves and Assistant when I'm SUPPOSED to be obsessing over my original projects because Discord Whooves is over

But Doctor Who and MLP still have me in a choke hold

I've been scripting like crazy, putting high effort into sound editing, and planning out the future stuff the series is going to get into, and it's bad because I will sit here telling myself I need to draw my own stuff, and my brain is screaming "SCRIPT MOAR WHOOBS"

why am I like this why can't i get time horf out of my dumb brain

[eryanlainfa]

curious…..any future hcs for varian hugo and aiden (do they have a ship name? idk)……..i just love that wip of urs of their older designs i still think abt it a lot. they are so silly.

!!!! ;w; thank you 💕

(I refer to them as "New Home" in my notes but never really used it outside of me and one friend- if that's something.. I tried to mix their names once but nothing sounded right)

I have plenty of headcanons and snippets for them after Vat7K !!! I'll try to stay relevant to the time period you're reffering to but no promises. Random headcanons under the cut !

After the possession, Varian started to dissociate more often, he gets genuinely lost in his own head and once back to reality he sometimes forget if he was even thinking about anything at all. His body also gets cranky at times so he decides to exercise a bit more to compensate.

Aiden sometimes have small memory gaps. (because they got brainwashed at some point-) They were used to keeping notes of everything (they have multiple notebooks filled with everything they learnt already) but it's even more true now. They're afraid it'll force them to stop working as physician but so far no incident happened.

Hugo gained some weight (finally) he isn't fat at all but still get selfconcious about it. Aiden and Varian love to see him in better shape and make sure to remind him of that.

Aiden finally uses their wheelchair way more often because their journeys took a toll on their body, it results in their shoulders getting a bit broader since they use their upper body more.

Varian discovered his hair was more curly than he thought since Hugo forced him to actually take care of it. They love doing each other's hair and Varian was sad when Aiden got a haircut.

As royal physician Aiden has lots of obligations and is always busy. Every so often Hugo and Varian assist them however they can.

They built a pressure pipe system (Idk how to call those) connecting the engineers' lab to the physician office so they could communicate easily during work duty

They all three hate winter for various reasons. Every year through the season Aiden starts working even more (lucky for them they always have more work to do during winter anyway), Varian gets more careful about literally EVERYTHING it's almost obsessive, Hugo is actually the one grounding them back to reality because having them with him at home reassures him.

Every year Varian and Hugo help Quirin during harvesting season. They also make sure to visit Aiden's mother every so often.

When they've been too focused on work they plan random date nights. Said date night is actually them working but like... In the same room.

On a similar note they once invited Raps and Eugene for an activity. It was this big puzzle they wanted to do and it drove Eugene mad because NO ONE was talking, they were all hyperfocused on the puzzle.

Hugo sucks at cooking, his taste buds are dead, he just throws random shit and hopes for the best, he's forbidden from the kitchen.

Aiden makes the most horrendous tea because they focus on properties rather than taste. Varian and Hugo still drink it anyway.

There was a time they kinda lived in the lab, to everyone's horror.

Btw it took them some years to decide to actually live together. And some months more to decide to live in an actual house.

Aiden still has their room in the castle near the physician office. They use it when they're too tired to go back home. Whenever they actually plan to stay in advance, Hugo and Varian join them there.

I make Hugo lose his right hand after Vat7k (because why let them rest-) he has a few set of hands for his prosthesis but it's a hassle to change them since contrary to Aiden's leg he needs to connect some cables and stuffs.

Varian got interested in magic a lot (difficult to not be after all the magic he encountered).

There was a time Hugo and Aiden could both communicate in a Saporian dialect and Varian couldn't understand a thing, he did agree to not learn the language so they could have it for themselves but he heard them talk in it so much he simply started to understand words out of habit. He ends up learning the language properly and now the three uses it to mess with everyone else.

They genuinely LOVE listening to the others rambling for hours.

They've been driving each others (and everyone else) insane by casually mentioning getting married for YEARS before it actually happening.

Gender is dead to them- trust me

I think I could go into more details for all of those- I have too many random thoughts about them but since I STILL haven't finished to write their timeline I keep on changing some things and I'm indecisive a lot-

#Is that too long ? Is that enough ? Do you want more ? 👉👈 #Are you for real interested in them ???😭 Fkfjfkfjf thank you they are indeed very silly #I have SO MANY random quotes or snippets I'd like to eventually illustrate or write correctly at some point #pansy-picnics #Eryanbles #Eryanswers #Oc x canon #vat7k aiden #vat7k varian #vat7k hugo #Eryanwrites #airigo

[kleefkruid]

No Responsibilities Only Frog

Can't believe I forgot to translate this two-parter into English! I love losing myself into and hyperfocusing on a new obsession but sometimes you wake up from a 3 day bender surrounded by craft supllies having consumed no food or water... So I have been have been more wary of the difference between going down a fun slide and diving of a cliff, if you get me.

#adhd #autismm #mental health #comic #artists on tumblr #my comics

[lenaylias]

People You Want To Get To Know Better

Thank you so much @sapphicshock for tagging me! 💜

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Favourite Song: Oh my! This is a really tricky question! It might be Yndi Halda's We Flood Empty Lakes.

Favourite Colour: My favourite colour is purple, I really do adore it, especially leaning a towards shades which are a little more dull or deep.

Currently Watching: I've never really gotten into watching things. I would like to if I could find something that I was really interested in, though!

Last Movie: I think it was watching Stardust with my little cousin. I do really like watching films, I've just been so busy, and haven't found anything new to watch for a bit.

Spicy, Sweet or Savoury: I think it might be spicy, but savoury is a very close contender. I don't dislike sweet things, but the other two are still far ahead for me.

Relationship Status: I on my own. I'm not aromantic by any means, but I've also never really had the inclination to go looking for that sort of thing. So I mostly just quite comfortably keep to myself.

Current Obsession: Oh goodness, I hate to be so disappointing, but I earnestly don't tend to get hyperfocused on things easily at all. Sacred Stones has always been very dear to me, and I do often find myself going back to my same few favourite books and poems very often. It is amazingly cathartic to get lost in excitement for a new story though! Nothing can really match that, and I miss that feeling a lot. So I'm always keeping a desperate eye out for some new story to be consumed by.

Last Thing I Googled: Sadly, I was trying to work out how to best encourage my orchid to grow herself a new flower spike. There was a bit of an incident with my dear kitty, so she doesn't have any flowers for now.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ And even if I'm not feeling quite bold enough to tab people directly, if anyone seeing this would like to do it to, then I'd really love to see your replies as well! 💜

#Asks #Thank you so much for this! #These are always so fun! 💜

[kennydrawz]

I have this funny headcanon for T.A and T.C

The Collector and The Archivist would have little to no knowledge about the human world so they don't even know the average "Childhood Myths", such as Boogieman, Leprechauns and (ofc) Santa being real (that Luz had to tell everyone including them about).

But they would be hyperfocused on the concept of Santa, a guy sneaks in your house and just gives you free toys!? Sounds like a good deal.

Yet they were so obsessed with this Santa person, one Chrismas they went to the human world and tried to stay up looking for him. Only to find no Santa.

Then they had to hear the sad news that Santa isn't real. Upset for days. Also I think they would pull a "I wanna kill Santa Claus".

Btw random scenario, because I can.

Amity: "Just wait till we get free, then you'll be sorry, Archivist!"

T.A: "Wait you call me this too? Is this a universal thing? How long have people been calling me this?!"

Hunter: "Well isn't that your name? The Archivist?"

T.A: "NO?? IT'S YUKIO CLIO! WHO TOLD YOU THIS FALSE INFORMATION?"

^everyone looks at Willow^

T.A: "Oh my Titan that is so mean."

Amity: "Well aren't powerful beings named based on appearances?"

T.A: ^gets closer to Amity and points at The Collector^ "Do you see him? The freak of nature. You know what I call him?"

Amity: "What?"

T.A: "ENZO GABRIEL- CAUSE THAT'S HIS FRICKIN NAME-"

Luz: "OKAY BUT WHAT ABOUT KIWI?"

T.A: "THAT'S ON HIS BIRTH CERTIFICATE, THAT'S HIS ACTUAL NAME-"

Kiwi: "My parents like fruit."

T.A: "Their parents. like fruit."

#toh #the owl house #toh archivist #toh collector #toh original character #toh ta #toh oc #toh the archivist #luz the human #amity blight #hunter noceda #willow park #toh the golden guard #toh the collector #toh thoughts #toh textposts

[writing-funsies]

Hi! Im not sure if you are taking requests right now, but if you are, could you maybe write a female reader who has asd and adhd with the monster trio and ace? I think it would be nice to see how they treat them romantically

notes: Yes, I'm taking requests! I leaned more into the adhd aspect of your request as I don't have a lot of experience writing for characters with asd. There's not a lot of use of she/her pronouns, but I did write these with a female reader in mind. Usually, I would only do a max of 3 characters for headcanons, but I couldn't leave out any of these dear boys <3 I hope you like how these turned out! Thank you so much for the request @bumblebreethattisme <3

pairings: monster trio + Ace x reader (separate)

warnings: none

Luffy

Luffy is actually very understanding when it comes down to it

he himself doesn't have a particularly long attention span

so when you're jumping from topic to topic and constantly switching to different activities

he's right there with you

he can keep up quite well

and when you've become hyperfocused on something

well, he kinda gets it when you compare it to his obsession with meat

but he thinks meat is the best

so he still doesn't quite understand your fixation

not the best listener around

though he will try to focus when you're talking about your passions

sorry, but he will ultimately get distracted by something else

he's super sweet

and he loves to drag you along when exploring new islands

but if you find yourself becoming anxious

experiencing sensory overload

just let him know

and he'll quickly take you somewhere quieter

most of the time he's pretty loud 

he's always moving around

playing 

yelling

just making noise

but he'll settle down for you

it's hard for him to sit still

but when you tug at his sleeve or tap on his shoulder

your mouth pulled into a slight frown as you try to stay calm

he knows that it's time to settle down

he'll put his hat on your head

and take you up to the crow's nest

where you two can just relax together

he'll hold back any of his physical affections until you give him the go-ahead

then he'll wrap his arms around you and place a bunch of kisses across your face

Zoro

he kind of sees you as a female version of Luffy

but not in a weird way 

likes to take naps with you

you're like two cats that got caught in a sunbeam

it's just so warm and welcoming and before you know it you've drifted off with your head laying against your beefy boyfriend

you are always getting lost

which doesn't help when you and Zoro go off together to stretch your legs on new islands

you're holding his hand

making mental notes about your surroundings

and marking your own landmarks

when an odd sound catches your attention

it only takes a moment for you to start heading toward the noise

which turns out to be nothing

and now you have no idea what direction you came from

Zoro doesn't mind though

he enjoys just spending time with you

he never gets mad at you for forgetting things

if it were anyone else

he'd yell at them

but he knows you're trying your best

plus he'll just remember all the important stuff for you

doesn't know how to handle your emotions

he's not the most sensitive guy around

but he will sit and listen to you vent

60/40 chance of him falling asleep

he's just a sleepy guy

will apologize if he falls asleep in the middle of you talking

gets very concerned when you zone out

especially if it's while everyone is going over a plan

he'll bump your arm bringing you back to the present

did you get all that

get all of what

*stares*

just stay with me and hit who I hit

*insert cute smile*

okay!

he can't help but find it adorable when you imitate his fighting style

so he'll give you a few pointers

and show you how to properly use a sword

Sanji

the ultimate simp

he just loves you so much

and he finds every little thing you do to be adorable

the most patient man to ever exist

wants to make sure his princess is happy

so he takes special care to help you keep up with your schedule

and gives you little reminders throughout the day

here, drink some water

y/n-swan, my love, it's time for you to take a break

will do your chores for you if you forget

you will never miss another meal again as long as he's around

he's always down to make you new food that you want to try

but he doesn't mind sticking to your favorites

he understands that taste and texture are both extremely important

if he ever makes something that you don't like

he'll make you your own separate dish

and protect it from Luffy

loves it when you sit with him in the kitchen while he cooks or cleans up

this man never makes you feel bad for your habits

no matter how many times you forget something

or if you get lost

or zone out

or just need some alone time

he understands

and he does everything in his power to accommodate you completely

he wants you to be comfortable

everyone deserves to live their lives without unnecessary stress because of circumstances that could easily be adjusted

he would do his own research on your hobbies and fixations so that way he can contribute and show that he is interested in the things you're interested in

would cry if you gifted him anything related to his hobbies

or if you took the time to learn a couple of recipes to surprise him with

Ace

a true gentleman

he loves to listen to you info-dump about your interests

helps you with your chores

he doesn't really have a set routine 

but will happily try his best to stick to one if it helps you 

leaves you little notes posted everywhere

love you

don't forget to help Thatch today

check up on the 12th

a heart with your initials inside

drink this

he grew up with Luffy

so he knows exactly how to handle the hyperactive episodes

it also helps that he goes through them himself

makes sure you have a plate full of foods you'll eat before he starts eating

loves to explore new islands with you

and is happy to let you lead him around

he'll keep track of where you are so you don't have to worry about getting lost

though if y'all do get lost

he'll reassure you that Marco will find you

(and he does)

(every time)

gets so excited every time you give him a little gift

even if it's a rock that reminded you of his eyes

Ace definitely has some type of collection that's just random things he picked up off the ground

so you two always look for stuff together

it becomes a combined collection

which ends up taking over your room

but every item has such a sweet memory behind it

you can't just throw any of it away

keeps up with your conversations easily

and can connect the dots between topics

he loves to play layers of separation

(basically you take two completely random topics and then have to come up with a string of topics to connect the two original topics)

it's always so interesting to see what off-the-wall ideas you come up with

he's such a loving and kind partner

that you could never imagine being with anyone else

#one piece headcanons #one piece #one piece x y/n #one piece imagines #one piece x reader #straw hat pirates #straw hat luffy #monkey d luffy #luffy x reader #luffy x y/n #zoro #zoro x reader #roronoa zoro #sanji #sanji x reader #vinsmoke family #vinsmoke sanji #black leg sanji #black foot sanji #one piece sanji #sanji x y/n #whitebeard pirates #ace x reader #ace x y/n #portgas d ace #fire fist ace

[delta-pavonis]

Tag game! Currently ___ edition!

Tagged in two different versions by @moorishflower and @teejaystumbles, so I am combining the two!

Current time: 3:39pm Eastern (UTC -5:00)

Current mood: Pretty damn good. Have too much real work to do and too little motivation to do it, but hey. New ADHD meds are plugging along and side effects are going away, so that is lovely.

Current activity: On Tumblr writing this. LOL. No, after this I have to go write some work emails. *unenthusiastic yay*

Currently thinking about: The rest of Hellknight!Hob and its overall plot arc. How did my kiddo get so many fucking toys. What am I cooking for dinner. (ADHD say what?)

Current favorite song: Gonna cheat a little and say that I still have Wet Leg's debut album as one of the first things up when I open Pandora (oh, yes, I am one of ~those~ people). My best Pandora Station is seeded with K. Flay, UPSAHL, Metric, Bishop Briggs, Phantogram, Veruca Salt, Garbage, and The Linda Lindas.

Currently reading: Just finished re-reading Brief Lives, Worlds' End, and The Kindly Ones to work on Hellknight!Hob plot. Re-reading Dune because it is one of the best books of all time. Still working through N.K. Jemisin's collection of short stories How Long 'til Black Future Month? which is just blowing me away.

Currently watching: My partner and I have a rotating set of things we put on in the evenings after kiddo goes to bed. Right now it is Star Trek: Strange New Worlds and RuPaul's Drag Race All-Stars Season 8. I recently finished Ted Lasso and it is one of my favorite things ever. Soon to be on deck will be the next season of The Witcher, Ahsoka, and Foundation. Current junk background TV is old episodes of Below Decks.

Current obsessions: Fandom-wise, still pretty much hyperfocused on Dreamling, with a dash of Roy/Jamie from Ted Lasso. Otherwise, Ferdinand Kingsley.

Current favorite character: I identify too strongly with Hob Gadling to say anything else is my current top favorite. Outside of The Sandman, Jaime Tartt from Ted Lasso and Anson Mount's Chris Pike from Strange New Worlds.

Current WIPs: Too many. Hellknight!Hob, former Mafia gun!Hob rescues Dream from the fishbowl with his ex-lover, Drummer/Dancer Dreamling sequel, King/Knight Dreamling sequel, sequel to A Change in Tactics, Dreamling Rent!AU, and I want to do a bunch of the July Kinkfest prompts.

Tags: *reaches through the screen and pokes you* YOU! YES YOU!! If you are reading this and want an excuse to participate, consider yourself officially tagged.

#learn about Pavonis #tag game

[lucifer-is-a-bag-of-dicks]

omg my new boss is paying me at a higher rate than I was expecting and also I'm already being put on making the work roster after like two days in the office and I'm absolutely killing it even though I have literally never done this before and also I've now made three usable forms after teaching myself how to use formstack and reorganised all of the dropbox files by financial year and retitled them in a more consistent format

I have been so incompetent in every job I have ever had, and some of which I had to study for 6 months just to apply, my anxiety or my chronic pain or my adhd or all 3 have made keeping a job so difficult, I am nearly 28 and have not been able to hold a job and I felt so hopeless

and now I have a job I am really good at despite never having trained or worked in this field before, and the reason I'm so good at it is because it utilises skills I've had to perfect in my personal life in order to manage my anxiety, chronic pain, and adhd

my anxiety and adhd make me want to deal with an issue as soon as it comes up so it's not weighing on me and so I don't forget it, so making calls, chasing up information, and getting what I need over the phone in a short amount of time is something I got very good at

my adhd makes me incredibly forgetful so I have to take constant notes about everything and those notes have to be succinct and organised enough that I can find them later and still understand what they were about, it also makes me lowkey obsessive about patterns and organisation (which may also be an autism thing, still awaiting a diagnosis on that)

additionally I have to maintain an impeccable calendar and keep track of all of my various appointments for my physical and mental health, my classes, my volunteer work, and personal events, otherwise I lose track, forget, or get completely overwhelmed, especially with my physiotherapy because those appointments are never regular and I have to be very flexible about fitting them into my schedule, not to mention having to reorganise certain things very abruptly when my back flares up and I need to spend days at home recovering

also getting hyperfocused on games like Monster Prom is how I learned how to use spreadsheets to keep track of my progress! which made it a lot easier to learn microsoft excel from scratch

and my obsession with management sim games gave me an understanding of organising tasks with different ranges of priority and slotting in small tasks between large ones to keep business flowing

everything that was a weakness in my life has become a tool I can now wield in a job I think was made for me, my anxiety, my adhd, even my pain, it all led to me developing skills I couldn't have gotten from just taking a class

and I thought I'd never have the opportunity to have a job like this because all admin positions I could find required previous experience, or at least a certification (which I was already working on with my business class) but this job was such a windfall of fortune because of my friend recommending me for the position

now I get to work in a job I'm best suited at, alongside one of my best friends, with a boss who is just the sweetest guy, and utilising all the skills I've honed after years of struggling just to exist

I think my good karma is finally cashing itself in, I cannot tell you the last time I felt so hopeful for my future 😊😊😊

#lula's life #happy rant #sometimes our weaknesses are our strengths #and I actually cannot believe how much of a strength mine have become

[novemberthecatadmirer]

Just Another Silm Rant

I think the reason I get so suddenly ADHD-obsessed-hyperfocused with Silmarillion world, aside from the lore is grand but also loose filled with delicious openings for reinterpretations and headcanons, aside from the concept being focused on kindness and being good despite all the disastrous tragedies Noldor style happened in the story is that it’s filled with people with problems. And each of them suffered from their problems in different way ARTISTICALLY. Which I find very realistic and compelling.

Like, there is Feanor. I haven’t thought enough about him. I feel he kind of made his problem everyone’s problem. Like, Not exactly, his problem was already part of everyone’s problems, with his father being murdered, the Trees thing, and the whole Silmarils matter. However he was getting too damned (understandably) attached to his finished art project. Like, when think about him, as a person in creative industry myself I want to scream at him “Each good artwork you do is part of you and you will not be able to remake them again and destroying them will absolutely breaks your heart but that’s the FUCKING POINT of being an artist, you just forget your past work, let them go, tape your fucking heart back together and keep creating new things because that’s how artist grow. What a disaster it is if we make something nice and that is it, that is the peak of our life as artist and we just cannot make anything better? Okay probably you got an artist block but you are IMMORTAL go get some inspirations move on with your life instead of go fighting with a bunch of fire monsters and fucking end your artist career.”

There is Maedhros. Nothing to say about him, I love him, good hair, TRAGIC FALLEN HERO that fell so hard, directly into a glory shiny lava pit. Got a load of awful stuff (including being turned into a fucking piece of art installation) happened to him, pulled himself together, kept going, tried really hard, survived, tried again and again. Then realized that all his struggling had cause suffers and deaths of other people including his own family, everything was in vain, and finally broke and had a dramatical suicide like THAT.  (Why are you even surprised boi you have been trying so damned hard in the wrong direction for the wrong reasons.)

There is Maglor. Went with the flow EACH AND EVERY TIME. Participated at all of the crime parties. Felt SORRY but kept doing it anyway. SERIOUSLY WHAT’S WRONG WITH YOU. Somehow people still feel he’s the softy of the group. (Really that’s impressive.) (Maybe because his music is nice.) Good hair No.2. 

There is Finrod everyone’s favorite hot boi. Rap-battled Sauron of all people, failed because of logical inconsistency. His story keeps making me think about how easy it is to point at someone who is good and declare “okay they are not really good.” It is almost like, it’s very, VERY hard to be GOOD. And the Evil says, hey you cannot be actually fighting me if you are not PURE and GOOD, because you are already tainted by me thus everything you do is serving me. IMO that’s probably the most successful lie of the evil side. Just think about it, how many time in history and at present have we been divided by being misled to point at and attack each other for being “not really good and probably helping the bad guys,” while the big bad guys just sit there in their comfy sofa sipping our blood from beautiful gold goblets, watching us breaking apart ourselves with our broken faith in humanity?

There is Fingon. Not much to say. Possibly one of the most gruesome death. The most brave one had to be killed in most brutal way. Fuck Morgoth. Didn’t have a lot of problems himself, damned mostly because of association.

There is Turgon the Dumb. I like his story. Very, very interesting, complex character. I HATE HIM. Sorry I know his is probably hot but WTF. So traumatized by all his family just fucking dying here and there, ended up building this secluded beautiful city, a wonderful bubble of dream of the wonderous past, and sit in it mourning his loss while THE WORLD WAS FUCKING BURNING AROUND HIM. The “nope you are not allowed to leave my very secret city why do you even want to leave can’t you see how wonderful this city I built is” sucks as well. 

Push people down the fucking wall of your fucking city in rage, well, also not good. And apparently it was A SPECIAL LOCATION that is black and so contrary to the city’s pretty white color palette. I’m like what is this WHAT DOES THIS EVEN IMPLY? Is this the first time you do it? Better it be the first and last time you do it or I have SO FUCKING MANY questions. I am not surprised at all casting people down a fucking cliff would doom your beautiful city of pure light and joy so damned hard. 

Then Ulmo warned him and he just DID. NOT. LISTEN. It is very interesting, that in House of Finwe he of all people ended up being the one replicated Feanor’s problem. “Yeah this city I created is so good and I am not going to give it up and move on and rebuild a better one somewhere else so that my people can survive and live.” DO YOU KNOW IN ARCHITECTURE SCHOOL THEY HAVE TO DESTROY THEIR MODELS BUILT WITH MONEY AND HARD WORK THEMSELVES EACH AND EVERY SEMESTER? 

Also when Hurin came for him for help... He did that. Not good. Not WISE. Your friend who got captured and tortured by the dark enemy of the world for 20+ years just showed up at your door and you hesitated. Also he happened to know the damned location of your fucking city, yeah there was an oath, but don’t you wonder why suddenly he got released? If you choose to be a king instead of a friend at least take him in to investigate what the fuck actually happened? 

And in the end he just... Climbed onto the very tip of the highest tower, complained aloud and fell with his city. Narratively compelling. It just seems like He was trying to be a good king, but always at the worst time.

Turin. I think he needed so, SO MANY therapies. The thing is, aside from the problems with traumas and mental illness he just did not even try to fucking have some awareness/control of his own emotions. Instead he just chose to be dramatic and drown in his self-pity and rage (who the fuck call themselves “the Black Sword.”) Like, it didn’t even feel like he was trying.

Also there is the HUGE issue that Morgoth was very, VERY motivated to make his life a fucking piece of performance art demonstrating loss, suffering, and death.

Finduilas. Had no problems. Problems found her anyway. Got turned into a fucking art installation to escalate Turin’s problems.

Eol. Chilled in his very dark, very morbid forest. Got on well with dwarves, but when Noldor tried to trap him and his family indefinitely in their wonderful city reacted very badly. We don’t know much about him. The narrative was against him. And the narrative was probably racist. So we don’t know much about him.

Maeglin. Got so many problems shoved at him. Had so many problems. Everyone thought he was the problem. 

Probably would not be any problem if Turgon dealt with Turgon’s own problems. Like, the whole matter with his parents’ death was messy, understandable. But if Turgon listened to Ulmo and left early? If Turgon took Hurin in before he shouted out aloud in despair? If Turgon fucking reconsidered and listened to Ulmo, he actually got so many fucking years?

Also THE NARRATIVE WAS AGAINST HIM AND WAS RACIST. (WTF with the “some whispered he had Orc’s blood in his veins.”)

(Still not over my “I love everything about Gondolin so damned much but the city sucks and must burn and was a metaphor of the problem of Valinor and I think Tolkien discarded his draft for Dagor Dagorath because he realized that Morgoth would win that damned war if people just lock themselves in Valinor and wait in inaction for the great system reset with the rest of world burning right over there all the time.”) 

(Seriously, healing is a fucking PROCESS. If the Valar, the elves do not start to work with mortals to heal Arda NOW AT THE MOMENT and just passively waiting for some magical reset, there will never be an Arda Healed. The world will end first in fire then in ice.)

#the silmarillion #silm #silmarillion #tolkien #lotr #silm meta #silmarillion meta #feanorians #feanor #maedhros #maglor #fingon #finrod #turgon #hurin #turin #finduilas #eol #maeglin #gondolin #morgoth #melkor #valinor

[marleneismydopamine]

my favourite eras of this fandom are whenever we randomly ship two people who do NOT have any right to be that perfect together and then we all collectively get on board (like when we all got obsessed with nobleflower yk). bonus points if it's sapphic.

so i'm starting a new series where i randomly get two girls names from this wheel thing:

and i'll make headcanons about them. and hopefully at least one of the ships becomes popular or at least i see more people talking about them

I'm only gonna include the girls and femme presenting people. i tried to include a variety of characters we know pretty well and characters we don't. in case you don't know, emmeline is emmeline vance, emma is emma vanity, amelia is amelia bones, and hestia is hestia jones. if you wanna see another character added to this or you wanna see headcanons for a specific random pairing then feel free to ask me and i'll see what i can do.

these will NOT necessarily be romantic ships. i'll probably have a mix of headcanons that are platonic and romantic but if you don't like the ship in a romantic way then just focus on the ones that are platonic. also some are automatically going to be platonic: for example anything with alice or narcissa paired up with the other girls will be platonic because they are kinda older than them.

also if i get marlene + dorcas or mary + lily i won’t do headcanons about them because they’re all pretty popular already.

i didnt add bellatrix or andromeda because they are significantly older and i honestly cant see why they would interact with many people on this list. but again, if you wanna see headcanons of them with another character just message me.

i have adhd and im currently hyperfocusing on this series so there will definately be follow through on this but then again... i have adhd. so lets see how it goes!

#marauders #marauders series #marauders era #marauders headcanons